#bye crying

[willowser]

i am so terribly in the mood to write angst 🥺 like. like maybe. ex-husband bakugou 🥺

not so fresh out of your divorce, but — having a little boy — life with him is so intricately tangled. far too deeply rooted to ever be out of each other's hair. more often than not, he brings your son to his parent's house if he's called in to work, but — sometimes it's after midnight and he doesn't want to have another argument with his mom about how he's working too much. be reminded that this is how he lost you in the first place. mitsuki's disappointment has always stung because she reacts so typically in fury, and this distaste is always whispered and low, serious enough that her reprimands sink to the pit of his stomach.

and sometimes — he just wants to check on you. your house. if there's anything he can bring you or that you need or that he can fix, if you want. sometimes he just wants to hear your voice, and watch the way your lips sound out his name.

"aw," you pout playfully in the doorway despite the puffiness to your eyes, at having been woken up. "my sleepy baby."

your son is knocked out on his dad's shoulder, drooling through the material of his shirt, and you step up to take him but — katsuki doesn't let go. not yet. it leaves you still within close range, rubbing a small hand over the kid's back. there's a residual heat lingering around your body from the blankets you've no doubt been swaddled in, and he imagines you bundled up with his little boy. how close and sweet the two of you will be, after he's gone.

"is that—" you gasp, making a face that has his lips twitching with the urge to smile; instead his frown deepens. "is that a thumb in his mouth?"

a sting starts deep within the sockets of his eyes, and he rolls them, feigning nonchalnce. "he's already pissed 'cause he's congested, so whatever."

it earns him a pleased hum; victorious, in letting the kid indulge his shitty habits. "picking your battles, i see."

and the two of you are left in the shadow of something, cold, despite the stove light deep in the background of your place. finally, your son is passed off, and you cradle him even though he's getting too big to be held like that, but katsuki doesn't say anything. there's a part of him that wants this image to stick for a little while longer. there's a part of him that wants this to hurt.

"do you think you'll be back before the morning?"

"uh," he swallows, knuckling at one of his eyes. "don't know. this shit with half 'n half is—" probably gonna keep him up until the early afternoon, but you'll only worry if he tells you, and you've done that enough.

"okay," you shrug, swaying slowly back and forth as you nestle your cheek in your son's wild blonde hair. "that's fine. i can drop him off with your dad on the way to work, yeah?" all you get is a grunt of affirmation; doesn't seem like he'll avoid the argument with the old hag afterall. "hey, while i have you, i was gonna say—do you wanna come in, or something?"

fuck, if he doesn't want to. how easily he could sink into your couch and your voice, relaxed for the first time in — he doesn't know how long. he is officially A Dad, ready to fall asleep the minute he sits with his head back for even a minute. you'll offer him tea that he won't take, because it'll keep you in the kitchen too long, out of sight.

the soft, safe image of his little family under one roof again makes his stomach churn, and he has to rip himself out of the daydream lest he fall prey to it; he's here for a reason, afterall.

"i gotta—"

"oh, duh," you swing your sleeping little boy gently for emphasis, smile dim in the doorway. "i just wanted to say, if you're gonna be busy, i can plan the birthday party with your mom," a long kiss is pressed to your son's forehead and, minute as it is, katsuki doesn't miss the slight slump of your shoulders. "no big deal."

"no," he says it quick and fails to keep his voice even; when you look up at him, eyebrows raised, katsuki has to take a step back and breathe through his nose. "no, i—you don't hafta' —i just need to send you my schedule, and then we can...figure it out."

"you already have," voice soft, you press the words again into your son. despite them you smile gently, tender. raw. "and i don't remember tonight being on the roster."

so easily could you be hostile. hateful and angry and justified and it would be preferable to this bended knee you've taken; accepting of the life dynamight will always have, even if you're not able to stomach it. if only you could scream and smack him and chastise, then maybe it would be easier to leave.

but instead you just flicker, a light in the dark he'll never reach.

"sorry," is all he can say, teeth grit. the word depresses into his tongue and the weight of it makes him want to gag; he means it now — and every other moment he's failed you in.

you don't press the issue, because you're too kind. "our little baby," another pout works it's way to your lips and katsuki's chest collapses, heart thundering in the cavity he's had to make a home in. alone. "the big 5-0."

he snorts to clear the frog in his throat. "he's gonna be 5, not 50."

"oh," you blink at him owlishly, and then burst into a small fit of laughter that he can't help but to ease at. to yearn for. "i'm half-asleep, you can't hold that against me."

there's a reason he's here; now he's keeping you up and his time has run out, like it always has and always will. the silence that settles between you eats away at him until he is hollow enough to slip away.

you linger in the doorway, watching dutifully as he opens his car door and — katsuki takes one last look at you, another image he wants to last. another image he wants to hurt. sometime in the next 24 hours, when he manages to leave dynamight behind and crawl into his empty bed sheets, this is all he'll think about while chasing after a sleep that isn't so friendly when he's by himself.

hopefully in his dreams, at least, you'll be welcoming him home, instead of bidding him a quiet goodbye yet again.

#BYE CRYING #i want PAIN #akfhejanka #ex husband bakugou i would simply. not be able to handle it. #bakugou drabble #edit to say: i wonder if it bothers him that his parents are still married #lile despite the witch he thinks his mother is — they were able to figure it out #so why couldn't the two of you? 🥺 #cw children #✿ willow writes #✿ thoughts: bakugou #✿ theme: dad bakugou #✿ theme: ex husband bakugou

[pogotishoopes]

does animal jam have a tumblr presence? what if i made an animal jam blog????

#animal jam #ajpw #jamblr #omg what #THERES A JAMBLR TAG?? #BYE CRYING

[sad0nion]

watching the vod of the nintendo direct from today and seeing all these remasters and sitting there the whole time thinking

"man :( i wish they'd put Fantasy Life on the switch... :( i know there's no hope for a new game, but i'd at least like to play it again :( i shouldn't even get my hopes up for that tho..."

AND THEN. AND FUCKING THEN. A NEW ONE? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

I'M. I . I JUST. IU SDGOUHNRGJONAERWGKL

Fantasy Life is my all time favorite game and i'm just. holy shit i'm freaking out. WHAT????? i could cry i'm so excitedeb sdauiae bjwrbjhwefuyjh

#for some reason i thought something happened to level 5 but i guess not? #so like i gave up hope of anything more than the recent mobile game #but i guess i was wrong and i'm SO HAPPY TO BE WRONG #bye crying #fantasy life #a talking onion

[sri-rachaa]

One thing I’ve been thinking about a lot recently is the fact that there’s a very high possibility Vincent played with the main shaw pack boys (David, Asher, Milo) when they were kids.

He’s been a vampire for 22 years now- almost 23- and I imagine the Shaw boys to be somewhere in the 26-30 years old age range.

So with that in mind, imagine the three wolf boys around the age of 7-12 jumping all over a 1-3 year old (vampire-wise) Vincent while William took care of more formal matters with Gabe.

#redacted asmr #redacted audio #BYE CRYING

[princechorus]

“The scariest thing i’ve ever seen is the kraken”

“I am the kraken”

he’s afraid of himself and what his darker side makes him

#sounds of the chorus #ofmd #ofmd spoilers #bye crying

[barghest-land]

a bloody star will rise over the ruins of your house, and your feet will never touch this land again

#not even gonna say anything im crying bye !! #barghestland #rdr2 #rdr2 fanart #javier escuella #art #artists on tumblr

[candyje11yfish]

i agree with Merg. clover shouldve gotten a horse

#mari's art #undertale yellow #uty #starlo #starlo uty #clover uty #i cannot tell if this is hard to look at soz #also the poor rocking horses bridle is drawn horribly wrong #fun fact i do horse riding irl🤯 #starlo undertale yellow #undertale yellow starlo #undertale yellow fanart #uty fanart #uty north star #I CANT I HATE WRITING TAGS BYE #undertale #id in alt text #i am mergs no1 fan i have watched at least 1000 of his videos #also i am watching shayy's ai uty video and i am Crying its also 2:40 am #I am not going to sleep #i am going to finish this 5 hour video

[starryaike]

Song - Feel Better by Penelope Scott

#Been thinking about this for a while and I finally did it! #Look at it! #Tbf this song also fits Flowey a LOT #But Chara lives in my brain. so #this is the first time ive done something like this i hope it's good #also if there's any better way to format posts like these tell me cause god knows i do Not know how to use this site #anyways i think about them a lot #im gonna go cry bye #undertale #chara #chara dreemurr #asriel #asriel dreemurr #lyric comic #my art

[aadj30]

When your card declines at therapy so they bring up this video

#brocedes #nico rosberg #lewis hamilton #mercedes #formula 1 #f1 #screaming crying throwing up #sobbing on the floor #good fucking bye #dead on the floor #pain and suffering #child of divorce

[pkmn-ruby]

#im on bye bye butterfree so im preparing to cry once i reach the end but butterfree was so cute here i stopped to make this first #butterfree #pokemon #pokeani #anipoke #pokemon indigo league #pokemon anime #90s anime #anime #oldanimeedit #animeedit #fyanimegifs #mine #500

[ivysangel]

Jason as a nibbler, a neck biter, a vampire. Not literally, he doesn't need blood to survive, no, but the way his mouth somehow always finds your neck, always finds a way to catch his teeth on your carotid, you'd think he did.

He comes up behind you so innocently sometimes, his hands ghosting over your hips and his hair tickling your jaw. His beautiful, soft, jet-black hair that is so quickly replaced with sharp nips of his teeth. You pull away, pushing his head back with your hand, and he groans; what did I do, his eyes say when he lifts his head to look at you. "You're biting me." you point to the teeth marks on your neck, indents a little deeper where his canines were. "I'm loving you."

You patiently wait for the day he gets carried away and accidentally draws blood, the day when the permissiveness of your flesh gives way to this indulgent behavior of his. He'll nose at the tiny droplets of blood collecting around the puncture wounds, licking and laving as a pool of iron collects on his tongue. Pulling away, looking like a wolf who's just devoured its prey, with blood smeared on the tip of his nose and his pupils blown wide.

He'd tasted blood before when he'd punched too hard, when he'd been punched too hard; the taste was always bitter in his mouth, too metallic, and always lingering long after he'd washed it away with water, but not yours. No, yours was welcome, just as bitter and metallic but also sweet? Comforting? Welcome? Yes, welcome. He'd welcomed you into his life a multitude of times, made room for you in places he'd previously thought to be too cramped. In his home, in his mind, in his heart, but the one place he could never figure out how to integrate you was his body.

Of course, he'd had sex with you, let you touch him in ways he had never been touched before, seen him at his most vulnerable, but it would never be the same for him as it was for you. You could never be inside of him the way he was inside of you. He thought he'd never know how it felt to walk around with ghosts of you inside of him the way you did when he came too deep or stretched you out too much. He thought he'd never know what it felt like to carry a part of his lover around with him outside of a material object. Now, he knew otherwise; he knew there was an alternative—a painful, bloody alternative—but an alternative nonetheless.

#cw blood #guys guys guys i don't #have a blood kink #i really need to say that *crying* #i'll probably never expand on this #anyway this is just a little experiment #not entirely sure it's any good bc hello #brain fried #(just finished 4 assignments) #back to back #anyway !!! bye #jason todd #jason todd x reader #jason todd x you #jason todd smut #jason todd imagine #red hood x reader #red hood x you #red hood smut #red hood imagine #jason todd lover

[willowser]

when all might gets older and is in the hospital, katsuki vists him multiple times a week and shows him pictures and videos of your daughter, and toshinori has on his little glasses and has to lean his head back a certain way to see katsuki's phone, and it doesn't matter if it's just a short video of her doing a cartwheel, he's smiling so big and saying "oh, my! look at her!"

#i'm crying bye #he wants bakugou to have this so bad #he laughs and watches the same video multiple times #and when she does something silly he points to katsuki's phone and says 'oh she looks just lile you there!' #and bakugou's ears are SO PINK he's buzzing that all might likes his kid #i am so emptional over this good morning aldfjjdkabrjak #cw children #✿ thoughts: bakugou #✿ theme: dad bakugou

[kitamars]

inhaling insane amounts of copium rn

#im sooooo delusional #i need them to be happy eventually or i will die #hospital arc you could have been so soft…… #im of the belief that’s when wolfwood fell in love enough said #im going. to start crying and foaming at the mouth #i love them so much #say it with me now #partners (affectionately derogatory) #vash #vash the stampede #wolfwood #nicholas d. wolfwood #vash x wolfwood #vashwood #trigun #trigun maximum #ok bye

[hualian]

Happy 3 years with Heaven Official's Blessing donghua 🦋 → TGCF donghua official weibo update

+ full illustration below:

#tgcf #xie lian #hua cheng #hualian #san lang #tian guan ci fu #heaven official's blessing #tgcf donghua #donghua art #official art #mxtx #mo xiang tong xiu #gearous #this is BEAUTIFUL I'm going to cry bye #😭😭😭🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋 #mine #tgcf: gifs #gifs: donghua #mxtxnet

[mintypsii]

based on this post

update: here's part 2!

#wrrrghh im not the best at angst #THIS IS SO UGLY i rly like the first page tho so that's all that matters (crying) #YAY PAIN AND SUFFERING #zeff: this one's got one of those traumas eh #IM SORRY FOR USING EH but he sounded like he would in the life action so ermmm!!! #op #one piece #art #comic #vinsmoke sanji #sanji #sanji vinsmoke #black leg sanji #red leg zeff #zeff #baratie #giving him the vinsmoke tag cuz the silly flashback is him as a vinsmoke ok bye #mintart #my art

[crybaby-bkg]

cw: babies!!!! you’re also referred to as “ma” once

okay but like,,,,,first time dad Bakugou giving his baby their first bath after coming home!!! you’re fluttering around the kitchen, trying to make sure you have your daughters towel ready, her baby safe soap, a tiny washcloth, that her teeny tiny pajamas are in the dryer.

it’s only when you take a second to ask Bakugou something do you finally just—pause. your gaze instantly softens, a lovesick smile inching on your face as you watch your big buff pro hero husband hunch over the kitchen sink.

your daughter is resting in the baby bath seat, lilac colored and reclined back. she squirms when Bakugou lets the warm water run over her naked, fat little belly. her face scrunches at the new sensation, fists balling up against her chest. he coos at her, gentle,

“I know, ya little princess. Feels weird on ya, doesn’t it?” he asks her, voice so small under the running water. he cups his hand, holds a handful of water, tilts her fat cheek up to let it slide in her neck rolls that always smell like milk. she whines at that, sniffles and hiccups before she cries. you go to take a step forward, to console her, but Bakugou is so patient.

“It’s alright,” he kisses her tears away. “Daddy’s just tryna help you.” he runs the water all over her body, and paired with his softly spoken words, does she finally quiet after a few seconds. her little body trembles with the aftermath, pouty lips puffy and he can’t help but smooth his hand over the softness of her face.

“Yer a crybaby, just like your ma.” he whispers to her, grinning when that breaks you out of your stupor to smack him on the shoulder. you both laugh at that, and you finally feel the peace that is your little family. you lean against Bakugou’s shoulder, pressing a kiss to his jaw before looking at your daughter again.

“You’re gonna be a great dad,” you mumble into his skin. he doesn’t say anything, but you can feel his shuddering breath, and the calmness that blankets the rest of your house.

#ugly crying on the r floor #I thought about this earlier and forgot and then remembered again #and I was soooo happy bc I love this thought #first time baby baths were a nightmare with my niece LOL #she was colicky and hated everything so what was supposed to be a cute n sweet moment #was just her screaming to the tops of her lungs lol #but I believe bkg has a very well tempered first child which makes him want more #then the second one is HIM all over again and he’s like. thanks I’m good no more for me pls AKSJDKD #okay bye I’m gonna catch up on the dash 🏃🏽‍♂️ #—new treat in the streets! 🍫 #bakugou treats! 🍬 #dad bkg