#I'm an emotional wreck

[nanamikentoseyebags]

*blows a kiss to the starry sky* i love you, kento nanami, you shine so bright

#i'm an emotional wreck #nanami kento #kento nanami #julie babbles

[satoruschapstic]

i just want to be loved by kento and be the reason he smiles everyday. i wanna kiss his eyes when he closes them before drifting off to sleep. i want to press my cheek against his chest and listen to the beating of his heart. i wanna know that he's safe and sound. and alive.

#i'm an emotional wreck #satoruschapstic #kento nanami #jujutsu kaisen #let me save him from this cruel world

[moonchildblemishart]

He decided to stay.

I'm such an emotional wreck.

I would like to dedicate this blog only to my art, but since my main blog is down temporarily, I decided to post this here anyway, because Jin deserves everything. He deserves this world, the star, the moon and the universe with all its galaxies.

#jin #the astronaut #jin the astronaut #bts army #coldplay #i'm an emotional wreck #can't stop listening #can't stop watching #Youtube

[bobfloydsbabe]

just noticed i hit 1.1k followers

me @ all of you

#helena rants #thank you all #you're darlings #ily #and yes i started crying again #i'm an emotional wreck #grateful for y'all

[wearestardust]

Crying my heart out at 1 am, because one of the people I care the most about is moving and I'm gonna miss him so much, but I'm so so happy for him and I'm so fucking proud of him for finding his place in this world.

Why does it have to be so hard?

#I'm an emotional wreck #but I don't want him to see me crying #singing together has been so important to me #I'm so grateful #little pieces of my heart #02.09.23

[justanoutlawfic]

I have loved every single one of the Swanfire kids you all have posted today! I love that we all have varying headcanons and face claims, but they all fit these idiots so well! The names you all have come up with are amazing too.

Overall, these first weeks of SF month have been so much fun! It's really bringing life back to the fandom.

#swanfire month 2022 #i'm an emotional wreck #swanfire #swanthief #swan thief #emma swan #neal cassidy #ouat #once upon a time

[the-commonplace-book]

just finished Sapientia Oromasdis: Homecoming

#i'm an emotional wreck #nahida's second story quest #genshin #genshin impact #nahida #sapientia oromasdis #genshin homecoming #how did i go from giggling over fungus nahida to literally bawling my eyes out by the end of this quest #had to pause the game to dry my eyes because they throw you right into a boss fight #and i couldn't see because i was crying

[birdhouseblog23]

I have no words. No words can describe it. I let the post speak for itself. This visual poster was on my mind for days. Also him. I have so many questions is the Count of Monte Cristo himself??? Count Dracula/Vlad Alter?? Dante from Dantes's Inferno??? My heart and brain got me trippin'.

#goodness gracious #I'm an emotional wreck #Can't wait for Ordeal Call in the next 84 years I'll wait patiently #fategrand order #fate series #fate #ordeal call #fgo

[liightbringr]

𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝.

@makowing asked: ' you too plan to stop me?ㅤafter everything? 'ㅤthere is vitriol lacing words, a pain in his heart that he had not expected to feel. ㅤsephiroth was a weapon, an emotionless machine bent on exacting mother's will and returning the planet to her.ㅤto take his place at the apex.ㅤit wounded him to know she'd betray him so easily.ㅤbut alas, that is the fate deemed upon them both, the arbiters deemed it so, and thusly he must assuage any regrets that linger — and drive masamune through her.ㅤthey tell him so, they have it all within the scriptures, this is how the story must go. ㅤ' i truly believed you would stand by my side.ㅤthat you, out of anyone would know what it means to have power within your grasp...ㅤto return everything to its rightful place.ㅤi had hoped you held that same desire, evangelique. ' he's angered, in his eyes it is rightfully so that he holds such rage.ㅤshe would not meet him in any common ground now, her sides chosen and her role in this tale accepted.ㅤhow many more times will he meet her like this?ㅤsephiroth questions if there was ever a time awaiting him where he would have her at his side?ㅤwhere her desires to have everything back in her life, in her world...ㅤ her people, they would be enough to pull her in.ㅤ' you wound me.ㅤthis dance we have endured before, you wounded me then.ㅤis this how little you think of me?ㅤto turn against me every single time? 'ㅤgloved hand twists tighter onto the hilt of masamune... seven seconds.ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤseven seconds is all he has.ㅤall they have. ㅤ' so be it.ㅤyou will not halt me, he will still crumble.ㅤhe will bring it to me, whether you try to intervene or not.ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤi will beckon the meteor and bring this all asunder. '

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑; a howling, monstrous cacophony of damnation && the death that it could all yield. A myriad of bitterness && selfishness && destruction that lies in wait at the tips of his fingers && has since made a home in the backs of his eyes. It's deep in his bones. Deep, deep, deeper in the void that resides in his chest. Where a heart once was, she senses fragments so deeply buried. There's a hole there---could she ever reach what lies at the bottom of that pit once again? The memories of their youth && the way, once upon a time, they loved one another. But pain, anguish, && desperation are life-altering constructs. They can unmake && remake the psyche. That which could break down the fortification of the mind in ways so irreparably palpable. Her heart aches. "Once upon a time.. I would've followed you to the ends of the planet and back. I was so dedicated to everything about you.." She stands before him with little to naught in the way of weaponry. No blade midst grasp, no spear perched proudly at her side. The same hands that once traced his edges && drank deep the feeling of his hands within her own are devoid of force. Ever the warrior to only call upon her weapon when absolutely necessary. && to any other, the mere presence of this unfortunate soul would equate to just that. But they wouldn't deem him a victim of circumstance. They would not see him as naught more than a man wronged by the system. The backs that turned on him, the hands that broke him, the eyes of the world that plagued him---&& then there was the woman that stands before him. The woman that loved him. The woman that loves him. "But we were young and the world wasn't fair. It was unkind and it broke us. If I were to cling to the same twisted vindication you do, that bitterness you hold, then perhaps I, too, would want the world to burn." A singular step draws her nearer, a soldier since turned bordering upon divinity staring wayward to he who has long since been a force of nature. They are the immovable object versus the unstoppable force. An age old construct wrought of past sentiments crumbling before her very eyes. The sadness in her eyes is evermore a genuine truth. The way she combats the quiver of her lip, the scrunch in her nose; compromised only on an emotional front. She is prepared to do whatever she must to ensure this realm remains. But it brings her no joy. Does he believe I enjoy this? "Do what you feel that you need to do. But not without a fight." There is equal measure of light && darkness within her. A being comprised of harmony, of balance. Where the sun shines, so too does the moon wane. && who better to know the will she upholds than beloved he? "I will be what stands between you and this world." I love you. Please.. don't do this.

#makowing #ask. #v; main. #SCREAMS INTO THE VOID #I'M AN EMOTIONAL WRECK

[healerelowen]

anxiety

is going brrr

and i'm sad

i want system!p03 comfort

but i have to provide it myself

but i can't bring myself to

aauughhh

#vent #i'm #in misery #i'm an emotional wreck #and i hate it

[looneymaroon]

Just finished Oneshot.

10/10 Absolutely devastating.

#nico's rambing #man.... #what a good game #i'm an emotional wreck

[justalebrijethoughts]

So guess which bitch had a mental breakdown because of a petty fight with their business team

Me, I'm the bitch

#Honestly I'm wishing for death rn #Pls kill me #I'm an emotional wreck

[edsbacktattoo]

one of my favourite things about season 2 is 'you wear fine things well' 2.0. like that phrase means so much to us, the super sexy audience, so knowing that it means a lot to Ed AND Stede as well?? oh my god. it means enough to the both of them that when Ed says it, Stede immediately knows what he's getting at. like sure he's saying 'you wear fine things well' with his big baby cow eyes and his little kitty cat collar but what he means is, 'this was the moment i fell in love with you. and now i'm saying it back.' and they put that in the tv show that we, the super sexy audience, watched. fucking cinema.

#does this post make sense #sorry it's nine pm and i've just finished a coffee and im listening to fiona apple so you can imagine the high that i am riding #i also just finished writing the tolling bells so i'm an emotional wreck #i'm wallowing in my feelings this evening like a pig in mud #ouuuughghggh ofmd save me. save me ofmd. #ofmd #oh we thinkin?

[dollsome-does-tumblr]

romangerri + smiles

#romangerri #roman x gerri #roman roy #gerri kellman #successionedit #succession #mine #abusing the new 30 picture limit by indulging my emotional insanity :) #some of the s4 smiles may be considered a slight stretch #but it was a season of agony and if i see lips slightly upturned i'm counting it! #long post #ps i never consciously clocked before that gerri is doing roman's smitten 3.01 pose in 3.02 and now i'm a wreck

[wistfulwatcher]

C1E44 "The Sunken Tomb" | 2.03 "The Sunken Tomb"

#tlovmedit #tlovm #criticalroleedit #vex'ahlia #vax'ildan #vexahliaedit #vaxildanedit #stealth twins #stealthtwinsedit #mine #edit #* #crc1 #callback* #1k #i love callbacks #(i mean not really but kind of) #I WASN'T JOKING this is all i'm gonna talk about it was SO SO SO GOOD ugh all the little details of this just *chef's kiss* #this is the first time in a longggg time i've just HAD to stay up to gif lol #anyway i'm an emotional wreck and am gonna crash and listen to willing on repeat #(and try not to think about the possibility of an amv to willing in just one week 😍😍😍 #(and if it doesn't happen fast i mayyy have to dust off vegas and try to do it myself))

[actual-changeling]

sometimes he just wants to ask, are we going somewhere with this?

their life is one endless game of chess, a dance to a waltz that will never stop playing, and no matter what they do, it is always infinite. unless the universe goes up in flames or collapses under the pressure of its own weight, they will never run out of wine to drink or conversations to have.

crowley loved it, at first, the reliability of knowing that even if a century or more passed, they'd be able to fall right back into wherever they'd left off—the comforting stability of a house built to last.

crowley loved him first, too, at least he thinks he was the first with both eyes open and wanting, with his hands aching, searching for aziraphale's to hold. he was almost comfortably drowning in his longing, as long as he got to orbit around him undisturbed, allowed to watch his lips wrap around forkfuls of cake and tempt him to one more drink, angel, c'mon.

patience, he told himself over and over again, have patience, and maybe that would have been enough if aziraphale had been moving on his own at all. one tentative step forward, ten hurried ones back, and three lonely decades to follow, denial carved into every rejected invitation, every shouldn't and couldn't and oh, i can't possibly—and crowley got the hint, of course he did.

he was fine with it for a while. longer than he should have been, in retrospect.

in 1941, the word 'finally' lingered behind tightly closed lips, irritated, excited, and when he was forced to swallow it down without letting any of it bleed through, what had been bearable before became a maelstrom of misery and apathy.

you go too fast for me, crowley, and fuck it all. if he had been less in love with him, he'd have asked him back in 1967 with the thermos in his hands, relief so, so close one way or another. fingers around his wrist to hold him back, his mouth opening and spitting every late-night thought and day-time promise into his face. instead, he did what he always does.

he watched him leave.

you're not moving at all, he whispered to the bentley in the remaining silence that thickened cold and damp like fog, and he knew even then that there would come a day when aziraphale would turn around and start walking away from him.

were we going somewhere with this, angel? 

maybe they were. they both know they were; in open admittance or denial, it didn't matter, it never had, but he finally had an answer to his question.

we could have been, they almost did—and then they stopped.

#alex writes good omens #good omens #crowley #aziraphale #good omens season 2 #go2 #aziracrow #crowley x aziraphale #ineffable husbands #ineffable wives #ineffable spouses #ineffable divorce #the final fifteen #heyyyyy look i'm writing #ha. haha #definitely not an emotional wreck