#sad man in the sand

[alamogirl80]

Cody: “You can’t… can’t keep doing this. You have to be more careful.

I can’t loose you again.”

That throw away Kenobi script got me in the feels.

#codywan #Star Wars #kenobi series #obi wan kenobi series #commander cody #sw kenobi #the clone wars #tcw #clone wars #post order 66 #soft protective cody #sad man in the sand #codywan art #mel’s art

[doodles-in-sand]

i realised i never did post anything for triage 1 mil....well, heres thumbnail redraw!

#milgram #milgram fanart #shidou kirisaki #milgram project #sand speaks #i put EFFORT into that expression....anyways triages thumbnail makes me so sad. warning btw i go insane in the rest of the tags #a reminder of what was and can never again be. esp juxtaposed with the more raggard shidou. looking into a fucked up mirror except YOURE th #fucked up one not the mirror image #also it amazes me how like. happy he looks in triage's thumbnail. that + how the other him never smiles once in the mv #man makes me so very sad. imagine having lost everything and yet needing to live for the sake of others. not even for yourself because ther #is nothing left of the old you to live for. ouggghghgh. sorry the tags turned into me being all sad about triage #look at man. he go :D #was debating posting this but i think i like how it looks actually so

[lokorum]

ehehehehh yeah（；￣︶￣）me too

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#the sandman #the sand man #the sad man phphpph sorry #the sandman netflix #the sandman fanart #morpheus sandman #dream of the endless #morpheus #artist on tumblr #digital drawing

[thebaronfelidae]

#it's ya boi #the sad man #the sandman #dream #morpheus #the sandman netflix #fanart #show fanart #autodesksketchbook #digital art #art #swagging his way into depression #I think I have a type #thebaronfelidae #the sandman fanart #dream of the endless #dream of you #the sandman without the n in sand #matthew the raven #sandman

[vamprisms]

been trying to figure out why morpheus in the netflix show always looks like he's on the verge of crying and then it hit me. sand in his eyes

#well that and he's a certified Sad Man #i would be an asshole too if i had to deal with sand in my eye every day for eternity #the sandman

[stuffedsand]

listening to cover instrumental and holy shit why does the delusion tax one go so hard

#milgram #dude i already liked shidous covers but like holy shit the instrumental #why do they go so hard for a man whos the embodiment of a wet fucking tissue/affectionate #i was planning on covering delusion tax is why i was listening to the inst but theres ppl in the house tm so idk if its within my range #cuz whisper singing has a much smaller range than full out singing yk. i used to think shoujorei was outta my range till i tried singing it #at karaoke w my friends lmaooooo #sand speaks #anyways what they fuckkkk. shidous covers go hard man #kazuis do too but in the sad ballad way #FUUTAS DO TOO #but i was listning to delusion tax sot ahts what the post is about #ok bye bye ive talked too much

[polvillodecanela]

Hob has this as his ringtone since he had the chance to personalize ringtones.

Matthew listens to it once (one time) and yearns for a cellphone.

#look. #I might be sad #but God I'll enjoy my ride down the hole #dream of the endless #hob gadling #dreamling #????? #mr sandman man me a sand

[stuck-in-the-ghost-zone]

its so important to me that william is a jealous petty little bitch. its so important to me that hes an absolute shithead about it. you go girl be so toxic<3

#im allowed to say this because i was like this #literally “youre the most jealous man i know” “YOU KNOW OTHER MEN???” #no but fr. i like that hes shitty and jealous and petty and mean about it. i really really like that #william wisp is like if danny phantom was me in middle school and i will stand by this fact until i am proven wrong or i die #whichever comes first #i cant put it into words much but. representation for the jealousy bitches without completely villifying them immediately <3 #is it cool to do? no. is it mean? yeah absolutely. does it hurt other people? sometimes!!! #but also sometimes youre a teenager whos been hurt by the world in more ways than you can count #and the one person whos had your back through a lot of it is now #spending all their attention on other people and treating you like youre invisible (<< a particularly harsh jab for this specific case) #you thought what you had was special but it was never really *dating* was it? #so technically theyre not doing anything wrong but that doesnt make the knife in your heart hurt any less !!!!!!!! #sorry im having ghostknife emotions tonihht i just finished episode 5 its so important to me that william is petty and shitty and jealous #reaction time #i BETTER see some fics out there with this. #you people are not allowed to sand him down to be the sad quiet emo softboy. #which he is but like hes more complex than that. let him be shitty and mean.

[euesworld]

"Realize that your eyes are sad man, I'm a mad man, do what I can man, to keep the tears from falling from your eyes man, and I'm glad when I can be the sand man, you are everything I have man, like God damn man.. when I saw you I fucking ran man, straight into your arms with all the everything I had man."

I hate it when you are sad man - eUë

#realize #you need to realize #sad man #hold your tears #tears #sand man #falling tears #god damn #in your arms #i love you #loving you #abstract #sad #poem #poetry #poetic #poets on tumblr #poet #life #life quotes #spilled ink #spilled thoughts #spilled words #love quotes #love #love quote life quotes #love quote for her #quoteoftheday #romance #romantic

[ghosts-and-blue-sweaters]

rain, blood, rivulets, runner, daughter, home, you

Regardless, Wilbur likes to come here a lot. It’s a pretty place, a few minutes walk from Pogtopia; it’s right in the wilderness, no buildings or houses or people around. Just grass, and dirt, and a few tiny flowers, and a lot of trees, and a big blue sky. Well, sometimes blue. Sometimes it’s kinda grey, and cloudy, and other times it cries small cold raindrops that splat into your eyes and make your clothes all damp and uncomfortable.

Wilbur doesn’t care if he gets wet, though. He’ll just come here anyway.

~~~

After several seconds of trying, Wilbur gives up, relaxing once more into this odd state of being. He realizes that his cheek hurts along with his neck, because his face is pressed firmly against this thing. It's probably stopping the blood flow right there.

AND!!!

For a moment, Wilbur's vision goes dark, and it takes several rasping breaths and hard blinks to rid it of black spots. Tommy is bleeding. There's blood on him. His eyes are closed. He's bleeding. He's completely still. He's bleeding. His eyes are closed. He's not moving. There's blood on him. There's blood on Tommy.

~~~

Nothing for rivulets!

~~~

Nothing for runner, either!

~~~

Dang. Nothing for daughter :0

~~~

After a few hours, Niki had stepped back, placed her hands on her hips, and looked around. She quite liked the place, if she was being perfectly honest. It felt cozy, similar to a home. It didn't feel like a company or an enterprise, devoid of emotion. No, it felt real. It felt personal. It felt like hers.

~~~

"You're so dramatic," Phil chokes out, chuckling.

AND!!!

"I'm fine," Wilbur assures, brushing off the hand that Phil didn't even realize had moved towards his son's chest. "I can stand on my own, Phil. You don't have to hold my hand."

~~~

Actually I’m gonna share a whole snippet from a story I genuinely forgot I’d started working on so aksvajdgsksgsh here ya go ⬇️

~~~

"Oh, mate... do you need water?" Phil glances at the table, finding a half-full glass of water just as Wilbur answers, "No."

"Are you hungry?"

Wilbur sighs again. "No. I just- Phil?"

"Yes?" Phil finds himself holding his breath.

Wilbur gazes at him for several seconds, and Phil notes with satisfaction that his eyes are no longer pink. His pupils are the usual rich-brown color that they aught to be.

Wilbur gives a slight shake of his head. "I want to go."

Phil stares. "You- go?"

"I want to get off of this couch. I want to get out of this cabin. I want to go, Phil. I want to-" Wilbur thrusts a hand forward, face twisting. "I want to go far away from this cursed land of snow, and never come back. I want to go outside."

Wilbur ends his rage-filled monologue, staring at his hands laid across his chest. His nostrils flare.

Phil watches him for a moment before dipping his head, beginning to shake with laughter.

Wilbur whips his head around to glare at him. "What?"

"You're so dramatic," Phil chokes out, chuckling.

"Wha- I've been confined in this place for weeks!"

"It's been four days, Wil."

Wilbur's eyes widen. Phil laughs harder.

"Only... only four days?" Wilbur questions, and Phil's laughter starts to subside when he hears how uncertain Wilbur sounds. "It hasn't even been a week? Only four days?"

"Yep." Phil nods. "A fever can really mess with your perception of time, can't it?"

Wilbur nods, at a loss for words. He stares back at his hands.

Phil chews on his lip. "You're feeling better, though. Right?"

"I guess."

Phil reaches forward, resting his palm on Wilbur's head. His son goes very still.

"You don't have a fever anymore. Still a little warm, but you're definitely getting better," Phil says, pulling his hand away. Wilbur relaxes instantly.

Phil feels a stab in his heart.

"Feeling- you said I'm better, right? So I can leave?"

"No."

Wilbur lets out a noise that sounds suspiciously like a whine. "But I'm better! You said so yourself, Phil! I'm doing better, see? Look, I can... I can stay at Tommy's, and he can keep on eye on me! Right?"

"No," Phil repeats, a small smile appearing on his face. "I'm not letting you leave until you've made a full recovery, Wilbur."

"But you said-"

"I said you're getting better. I never said that you were better. You still have a ways to go, mate."

Wilbur groans, letting his head fall onto his pillow in dramatic fashion. He squeezes his eyes shut. "I don't think I can survive like this much longer."

Phil chuckles, but his brow furrows with concern. "You're not going to be like this much longer. A week, at most."

"A week?" Wilbur's eyes snap open, and he cranes his head around to stare at Phil. "No. You're joking. Please tell me you're joking."

Phil opens and closes his mouth. "I mean... I'm not. You had a really bad infection, mate. You can't just heal from that overnight."

Wilbur stares for a couple seconds longer before laying his head back on his pillow, gazing up at the ceiling. He looks haunted—no. He looks scared.

Phil sighs. "It'll be okay, Wil. You'll get through this. Alright? Just trust me on that. You'll be fine."

Wilbur tries to hide it, but Phil can see how his breathing picks up; how his chest rises and falls with increasing speed; how his nostrils flare; how his eyebrows knit together in quick, barely perceptible movements.

Wilbur's starting to panic. And Phil doesn't know why. It's not like he's being held hostage or anything; he's just on bedrest. Nothing more. He's not trapped. He's not stuck. He's not-

Oh.

#the first one is from a (rare) sickfic type… thing #I don’t actually know where it’s going to go or how it’ll end BUT it has Techno in it!! #he’s fun to write but also so darn TRICKY man #the next two… well. this story has multiple lines with ‘blood’ lol #it’s a very sad fic #I JUST HAVE A FEW SHORT LINES TO GO UNTIL THE FIRST CHAPTER IS FINISHED #AAAAAAAAAH #Niki-centric fic :D #she’s super fun to write my goodness #SAND DUOOOOOOOO #gosh I forgot about this fic #I think I started writing it in… December or something? perhaps?? #and then I completely lost inspiration and ran into a crisis with the plot lol #so I don’t know when the heck that’ll be finished #anyway yeahhh :) #ask #ask game answers #story snippet #my stories #c!philza #wilbur soot #c!wilbur #sand duo #oh and the first snippet is from Tommy’s POV by the way lol #he’s just thinking about Wilbur

[daz4i]

besties i'm gonna be honest for a sec. things are not good 👍

#gonna walk into my psychiatrist's clinic tomorrow morning like #''hi [name]. i couldn't find a therapist bc i am too mentally unwell. i want to kill myself. do you think i should try ketamine'' #surely this won't backfire in any way whatsoever #fr tho i feel like. like wet sand. or like i'm covered in it. and it's so heavy. #i need to stay up for a few more hours but it's so hard when i can't fucking. do anything. bc I'm too tired and sad and stupid to focus #man. i need a lethal injection. this would fix me #anyway sorry for being depressing on your dash. my brain is a piece of shit as usual. sorry. #vent #negative // #suicide mention // #ask to tag

[stardewcosmic]

So I wanted to watch the movie again and...

I NEVER NOTICE THAT APRIL WAS THERE????

like you can even see her broken bat in the middle.

So im guessing she just died huh.

:(

#rottmnt #rottmnt movie #rottmnt april #comets #:( #man these first few scenes were jamed packed with all kinds of sandness huh #at least it look stunning #but my look like she went out swinging huh #sorry #i had to #edit: i ment sadness not sandness but im too lazy to redo tags ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

[tryingoutsol]

I wish I could be a pretty girl and feel like it. My whole life I never really felt like a girl. I wish I could've experienced feeling cute and feminine in dresses

#like i always thought it was awful to be afab and didnt understand that people like being women/girls until i saw demily post about her #transition #i was always suffering and i always wanted to be like other girls when i was growing up because it seemed so fun to be one #i didnt know that ppl ACTUALLY enjoyed being women and the experiences of being one #maybe a part of it has to do with being ostracized for having autism and being constantly exclude for being the weird one #ive always wanted to fit in with the girls growing up but i always felt exclude :^( #i always felt unwanted and ignored and that i wasnt pretty enough to be a girl #idk #im just sad #autism #actually autistic #trans community #transgender #women #lgbtq community #im not a woman? i think im a trans man? idk im just jqjajsskk #i have no grasp on my gender identity because of my autism it feels like trying to grab grains of sand bcs its constantly shifting and movi #moving

[3knecrotic]

Being a woman should be about embracing femininity, not the complete rejection of masculinity all together .

#dk speaks #vent #i just watched this poor dude get harassed at a womens day march. getting grabbed tugged at and hit #they pushed his bike over wouldn't let him get to it and spray painted on it In Front of him as they dragged him away from the motorcycle :( #the spray paint was an obnoxious green too >:/ #like bruh. leave him alone this is doing too much #the hate all men movement makes me really sad due to the violence it tends to trigger out of women who are misguided and hurt by our systems #girl please #that man drinking a coffee is not your enemy. the president is. lawmakers are. the pissers on the poor if you will. #not mike sipping on his machiatto in the corner of the Cafe! not him! #but The System Itself. #it hurts when people get misled into targeting the wrong bad meanwhile the Actual big bad is Banking on us turning on each other- #-in the confusion. the goverment has notoriously been against Togetherness and targeted those who Preach togetherness #people who's words are lost to sand and time by needless infighting and violence

[stuffedsand]

oughg half has such a pretty mv..............

#sand speaks #i yearn for that type of vibe in my art man......... #also hi good. noon. i just woke up and am being emotional abt pretty mv and pretty art style #its sucha pretty song a\and has such a prett y mv like what the fuck....................................... #this is my blog i get to treat it like a whatsapp status #not maintagging thatd be more embarrasing #yall can rb im just #going auaghghgh over half and its mv and every little symbolism in it #i was doing this about throw down yesterfay. and that time i posted the “small mv details” post #anyway extra note of kazui makes me so sad all the time what the fuck/positive

[haunted-mlm]

so called 'free thinker' Jay haunted-mlm remembering the twelfth night retelling play hosted at a college about two at ''war'' holiday hotels and I think I saw it in highschool? possibly late primary school? and the count orsino was the most prettiest boy ever with white floppy hair and the most puppy-dog attitude ever. I think about him a lot.

#I wonder how he's doing now that I'm in college tbh #he was really goofy as orsino and smiled a lot. #I think this was like my first realised crush on someone way older than me tbh. #because GOD i remember walking out of that theatre room blushing and avoiding eye contact as it was a small play #and they were saying bye to all the kids out of the door but I could NOT face him- #i wanted to be Viola SO bad in some scenes-. #everyone was booing him and stuff in the play (yknow- Orsino kinda bad? ig??? not really?? idk man but they made us boo him-) #made me feel really sad and i just didn't even when the teachers nudged me. because why did i want to boo the pretty man?? #the retelling was wild though they had beachballs ; fake sand and everything. #The whole thing was like- the brother missed the flight so the sister had to keep his room until he got there i think #but GODDD he was so pretty and thinking about him still gets me warm in the face right now. he was so outgoing and goofy #even if it was a character #he was kinda like that saying bye too and ough #goddd he was so s #rauugughgh #thinking about him. A LOT even though I only knew the character he played. #Ngl seeing any Orsino adaptation makes me think of him. and i get all fuzzy inside.