#make him cry

[floralcrematorium]

The last installment of my Pretty Boys. He knows he's pretty and he's about to make it YOUR problem

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#was gonna hold off on posting this until i finish the china dtiys but im tired of pushing it back in my queue every couple of days lol #anyway this is my third and final Pretty Boy DTIYS #my three favs are norway china and france and i genuinely couldn't begin to tell you why #hi also i love when people draw fran crying with mascara running down his face #man needs to get humbled #MAKE HIM CRY #he's pathetic and i love him for it #hetalia #hetalia dtiys #hws #hws france #hetalia france #francis bonnefoy #ヘタリア

[vixxensvoid]

I came. I saw. I conquered.

Look at my submissive bitch

#hayden christensen #i love him #anakin skywalker #anakin crywalker #He cries during sex #just saying #star wars #im just a girl #just girly things #just girly thoughts #just girly posts #He is so easy #Canon #im a sub leaning switch ani truther fr #Like did y’all see the way he acted with padme #She was the dom fr #anyways! #make him cry #make him beg #make him suffer #he needs me

[xamaxenta]

Ace s i n k s his teeth into that tender scar tissue, makes him squirm, makes Sabo choke on a sob he desperately wants to vocalise

#make him cry #marco urges from somewhere across the room #hes shrouded in darkness #watching them play this is for sabo of course #Ace obeys #MAS

[anrisimps]

Krs run

#Make him suffer #Make him cry #Whump whump whump #I have reached a new state of feral #trash of the count's family

[dicktat]

Wee🤤🤤🤤

#🐙 dl art #make him cry #🖤🖤🖤

[lurkerwithcomputer]

Melon Tears - WIP

Rain beats against the window, distant thunder rumbles and Ui's mind churns like the stormclouds beyond the glass. He stares down at his phone. At the last message Hairu sent before she disappeared.

Disappeared. Don't even know if she's alive-- No. She has to be. She's pregnant. Pregnant.

In his mind's eye, Ui replays the moment she told him.

Hairu's face was pale, tension pulled her normally chatty mouth into a tight line, eyes wet and red-rimmed, unable to meet his own, as she stumbled over the word "pregnant". She clung to his shirt with a desperation he'd never seen before even while she looked like she wants to cringe away and curl in on herself. Tangling his fingers in her hair and stroking circles with his fingertips didn't make her light up like it usually would.

He thinks of the crime scene, her ransacked apartment, splattered with blood that belonged to someone else.

Hairu, did you already know something was horribly wrong? And I couldn't tell. I'm a terrible boyfriend. And I'm going to be a terrible father. A father... wait. Did--

Terror and horror seize his lungs with freezing fingers, make the air feel like cold black water.

What if she faked her death and ran because she lost the baby? A miscarriage? ...If there's any god listening, please not that. Please give me a chance to actually fuck up fatherhood before taking it away.

He feels sick even as he sucks in a breath that makes the room stop shuddering. He looks at his phone again, running his eyes over the message. The words haven't changed, no revelations suddenly strike him, but it helps blot out the mental image of Hairu skulking in a damp, decrepit bathroom, bleeding crimson goop and little lumps of flesh into a grimy toilet bowl. He locks himself onto the glow of the screen, and the nausea fades a bit. It'll have to be enough.

CreamSodamelon: Koori. I'm so sorry. I can't tell you about the Garden. I just

CreamSodamelon: I don't want you to hate me. I know you'll understand if I say show SaltyRamen this text. He can explain why. I hope you don't hate him too. Please delete it after.

CreamSodamelon: I love you, Koori.

A codename. SaltyRamen. He knows that's Shio, with his name pronounced like sea salt ramen sauce. I hope that's Shio, because I've got nothing else. He takes a deep breath. He's going to corner Shio in the office tomorrow.

Ui crawls out of bed with his head already sore and his eyes sandpapery. The early morning light just makes him feel hung-over. He blunders his way to the shower, not caring about the bruises thumping into the doorframe is going to give him, exhausted enough to barely feel the pain. He turns up the hot water until it almost stings.

Being clean makes him feel a little more human, if not any less tired - his freshly loosened muscles just highlight his exhaustion. His face aches under his eyes, just a bit. He looks in the mirror. Eyebags dark and wide enough to hide a pile of corpses in stare back at him.

His shirt clings uncomfortably, even though it's the same shirt he has a dozen of, chosen to be comfortable in both an office chair and a life-or-death fight. He keeps his tie loose compared to his usual triangular knot. No need to dredge up the choking feeling that haunts him when he thinks of Hairu and make it physical. His suit jacket makes him sweat despite the unusually cool and clammy weather.

He steps into the CCG Main Office to find Hirako and Sasaki waiting for him in the coatroom, coats already hung. Sasaki doesn't look all that great himself, but he smiles as always, his half-wave calling attention to the plastic shopping bag he holds. The Quinx are lined up like ducklings next to Sasaki - each of them waves, too. Ui's neck prickles with the feeling of eyes on him. Yonebayashi is looking at him with a look he's never seen on her face before - although most of his experience with her so far is that she's childish, lazy, and rude.

Although I heard she did well at the Auction operation. Maybe she is capable of taking things seriously.

"Mediocre morning, Hirako-san, Sasaki-san, Sasaki's ducklings," he says, and he doesn't have to fake the flat voice this morning, "how are you?"

Sasaki laughs, Hirako snorts quietly, as does Shirazu. Mutsuki looks openly concerned, Urie says nothing, but eyes Ui with a sharply appraising look.

"Not bad. Got a bit rained on," replies Hirako. Indeed, water darkens the collar of his shirt and jacket.

"I'm doing well," says Sasaki, touching his chin.

The Quinx reply at the same time, blurring their words into a nonsense chorus, except for silent Urie, who is still watching him sharply. Sasaki motions with the plastic bag he's holding, not quite holding it out, but obviously trying to coax Ui into taking it.

"Squad Zero and the Quinx put something together for you," says Haise, with a smile that makes Ui already feel bad for wanting to refuse.

"No offense," Hirako starts, "but you look like you need to take a sick day."

The thought of Hairu spending another day somewhere unknown, maybe kidnapped, maybe running away from who-knows-what - or who, or me - burns in his stomach.

"I can work," Ui protests.

"If you say so," says Hirako, tone soaked in disbelief.

Haise fully extends his arms, holding out the bag. Well. It would be incredibly rude to say 'no' now. And yet Ui finds himself hesitating, pulled in two directions by emotions he doesn't have the energy to sort out. An arm wraps around his waist, and body-warm, sweaty plastic is pressed into his palm, held there by a wide, soft, inhumanly strong hand. Not Sasaki, but Yonebayashi, who is still looking up at Ui with an expression he can't decipher.

"Special Class Bowl-Cut," she says, and he doesn't have the energy to rebuke her, "Hirako-san was being nice about it. You look like you've been scraped out of an ashtray in my mom's bar. So you're going to take the gift bag, and if you need to cry, Saiko-oneesan will lend you her shoulders."

For a moment, shock holds him immobile. Why is she doing this? I thought Yonebayashi doesn't like me. Ui isn't sure whether he's offended or reassured. Maybe both. His eyes burn as he takes the gifts. Sasaki looks mortified, mouthing the words "special class bowl cut" to himself. Hirako is staring blankly. Ui looks around at the other three Quinx.

Mutsuki wears a troubled half-smile.

Urie has sucked in his lips, he looks as if he has no mouth.

"That's my girl," mutters Shirazu, in what sounds like approval.

The gift bag turns out to be a box of kleenex, a few instant noodles, a couple strawberry ramune... and the rest is melon bread. His burning eyes feel wet now. Look what losing Hairu has turned me into, I feel like a pathetic soggy rat. He swallows, throat dry. His stomach grumbles. He looks back at Yonebayashi.

"Can we go to a breakroom? I haven't eaten breakfast, and I might need your shoulders."

The breakroom couch is soft and somewhat lumpy. Yonebayashi leans him against herself, warm and anchoring. Office talk about the Quinx Squad vaguely comes to mind now that he's sitting right next to her. Isn't she an older sister?

The melon bread is delicious. Images of Hairu float in his mind - smiling in the sun, stuffing dry autumn leaves down his jacket, waking up next to him, sleepy and warm. He's never eaten a better breakfast in his life. He's never eaten a more painful meal in his life. He's vaguely aware that Yonebayashi is rubbing his back. He doesn't realize the quiet sobbing is him until his blurry vision makes the melon bun miss his mouth and hit his cheek instead.

It's wet.

#lurker writes #tokyo ghoul #ui koori #ihei hairu #uihai #make him cry #yonebayashi saiko

[trippygalaxy]

That fierce deity doodle.......

Making me thirsty and sweating the same time....

Why is he damn hot?!?!?!!?

-🍑

IAHSJSHSJF

well first, it’s because doodle drew him 😌 doodle is very VERY good at making our boys (lu related or not) very thirstable <3

SECOND HES SUCH SO MMMMMMMM IN THAT OUTFIT?

HOPE YOU HAVE A WATERBOTTLE WHILE OUT IN THE GERUDO DESERT CAUSE THE HEAT ISNT THE ONLY THINF MAKING YA THIRST <333

Im staring oh so respectfully ehhehe

#trippy answers #anon ask #🍑 anon #dude #feirce is like…one if the top 3/4 for the ones i simp the hardest for #hes so HAHDJD #i also love the angst potential with hin #i wanna break him even moreeee my dog!!! #MAKE HIM WEAK #MAKE HIM CRY #TURN HIM INTO THE MONSTER HE WAS DESIGNED TO BE— /j #anyways— #trippy going feral

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

One thing about me is if a character i like has a canon partner that has little weight in the story I WILL throw away their partner and give them an OC that i can pair with them and live vicariously through

And I’m trying SO HARD to be respectful of Gayatri because they’re SO cute together But tbh….girl when’s ur canon event im tryna pair him with sumone sis

Not paying on gayatris downfall but i literally am i need more pav angst!!!!!!

#pavitr prabhakar #i love him so much #he’s so sweet #tear his emotions apart #make him cry #atsv #across the spiderverse

[yeyinde]

are there könig lovers in this house? i cannot stop thinking about him being the loudest, whiniest mf in bed like people walk past your door and they know EXACTLY what you’re doing to him 😫 -🍵

#yes to all of this!!! #make him howl #make him CRY

[ichoric]

thinking abt z.enos feeling big emotions, damn

#ooc #real... #make him cry #( ty viv )

[maschotch]

#JUST CRITICIZE HIM ITS FINE HE'S AN ASSHOLE HE DESERVES IT #MAKE HIM CRY #6x07 #aaron hotchner #cm caps

[ahmnom]

I'll never forget the time I goofed on AI Bo Sinclair so hard that I made him cry

#bo sinclair #ai chatbot #bully him #make him cry

[yepthatsacowalright]

Vince Gilligan casually dropped in the latest BCS Insider podcast that he grew up Catholic and now I must know if he has seen Midnight Mass.

#wreck him #make him CRY #also laughing that he only brought it up to talk about guilt 😂 #vince gilligan #better call saul #better call saul spoilers #better call saul insider podcast

[betterthanmemelous]

My toxic trait is thinking I could make Damian Wayne cry.

#tbh I would just kill his cow #he cry for about one second then kill me but I did #however #make him cry #Damian Wayne #robin

[landoverstappen]

YES LECLERC GET HIM

#make him cry #crybaby on the radio #goddamn #i used to love hamilton #f1 #formula 1 #lewis hamilton #charles leclerc

[shay-creates]

Apparently, my decision to be silly and make fanart of someone's writing (because I genuinely enjoy the story the person is writing and I was struck with inspiration upon reading a particular scene) has benevolent and wildly unforeseen consequences.

I apparently gained a bit of control of the canon because said writer really loved the art and decided what I drew/draw is canon.

2. Writer put said artwork into the document of his story right below the scene, so now it's IN the story where people who read the story will see it (with a link to me)

3. He sent the artwork to all his friends and people he knows because he was so excited

Wholesome interaction and I watched him do all that in real time, good stuff. However...there are two more consequences I was notified of today...nearly a full week after I gave the artwork.

Seeing the artwork caused his friends to become interested in reading and hearing about his story, which means more people are reading what he's writing and giving him critique on the story (which he actively asks for).

Apparently, upon seeing the art, his writer friends got a sudden second wind to pick back up writing they'd abandoned for a few months. Because, I quote, "seeing that someone enjoyed {his} writing enough to take the time to make art of it gave them the motivation that maybe THEY can write something that will inspire someone to also create something." I have accidentally caused a writing frenzy among his writer friends and my silly idea to make art for someone has had a butterfly effect for people who I don't even know.

Uhh...I'm pretty sure there's a moral here but I am tired and have a great deal of emotions about this.

#shay speaks #crying and screaming #I was not intending this! I just wanted to be nice to someone and show my appreciation for their work! #make someone's day by giving them a personalized gift #maybe make them cry a bit in joy or something (because he said he would if I went through with making art for him and he knew my goals) #This is the silliest thing to happen from me making art and idk what to do with this information #positivity