i cried as i made this

instantdrawings  asked:

camila i really need to know this. when undyne tells papyrus that sans is dead, he isnt even shedding a tear. hes eyes are just watering. i know he is kind but sans is hes brother, the most important thing to him. if everybody (me too ;-;) cried why didnt papyrus?

Papyrus had been crying the entire night before.

I made it VERY clear that papyrus also felt the moment when Sans died, EVEN UNDYNE mentions that HE told her first.

Like… bruh. Wat

anonymous asked:

Hey! -you went to concert in Seoul? How was it?? Btw love your blog and thank you so much for updating us and your hardwork!!! ♥♥

Hey! Yes, I did! I went on the first day/Hobi’s birthday, the 18th. :) It was.. Wow. I screamed, I cried.. I had an out of body experience, I swear. Hahaha. It was amazing. I can’t even put it into proper words. Listening to them live is such a shock because they sound exactly the way they do when you’re listening to them on their perfectly recorded albums. And we know this, but THEY ARE SO BEAUTIFUL. WOW. The concert is such an experience though.. There’s so much going on before it starts, too. I made a little video documenting some of the experience, and if anyone’s interested I’d be happy to share. ^^ And thank you so so much for loving our blog. <3 Have a lovely day! 
- Kristi

La Solitudine

Summary: In dark times, Bucky finds himself lonely and having just the newbie avenger to help him get through a breakdown.

Warnings: Suicidal thoughts (Bucky has depression so it wouldn’t surprise me if he had those from time to time, still breaks my heart).

A/N: This is based on the Italian song La Solitudine by Laura Pausini, even though I like Renato Russo’s version way more, this is really sad, even though it’s short, I really cried while writing it.

Originally posted by jamesnbucky

Originally posted by haidaspicciare

    I had just told Steve I’d be fine by myself in the tower as they went to another mission, he didn’t want to leave me alone but I insisted. Now I hate that I did that.

    I had just gotten up from a nap, breathless and panting. Memories of the winter soldier times came into my head like gun fires. I ran to the kitchen to find the meds Bruce made for me, he said it’d help if I had those moments. Before I could reach them though, I started to get flashbacks from all the deaths I was responsible for. I fall on my knees and take my head in my hands, shaking it from side to side trying to make it stop. I couldn’t hear a thing or see a thing, my biggest fear was turning into the soldiers’ mode and doing something I’d regret later.

    Out of nowhere, I feel something being put in my mouth and water too right after. As my vision comes back, I can see Y/N standing in front of me, kneeled down and with my meds cartoon in one hand while the other gave me the water.

    Y/N was new on the team, her powers were sorcery, similar to Wanda, but I thought she was cooler, I never told her that though. I actually never spoke properly to her. No more than “good mornings”, “hi’s” and “good mission”. I was scared for her. I noticed her attempts to come closer to me and shut off, I don’t want to be anyone else’s burden. She was so pure and cared so much to everyone in the team.

“Shh, you okay now, it’s alright” As my hearing came back soon enough I heard she say. How can someone be so kind and caring for someone like me?

“W-why you here? I t-thought you had a mission” I ask when my breath gets steady again.

“The team had a mission, I stayed behind, and I thank God for that, otherwise I’d be worrying if I knew you were like that” She takes some hair off of my face and look down.

“I thought I was alone” I mumble.

“You’re never alone, James” She helps me get up and motion for me to sit in a chair “Wanna talk about it?”.

“Not really” I shook my head and wait for her to say something, if Steve was here he’d convince me to talk, I thought she’d do the same.

“Okay, I’m gonna make you some tea with honey” She gives a little jump and goes to make me the drink.

    How come I had the luck of having such a nice treatment from someone like her when I did so much terrible things? Steve should have killed me when he had the chances, and oh boy, he had so many of them, I couldn’t understand why he insisted on helping me this much, I only brought everyone problem. When Tony forgave me, he had such a messy argue with the government, I still don’t know how he managed to convince them to not lock me up, or taking me to some state with death sentence, but he did it.

    While deep in all these thoughts, I hadn’t noticed that Y/N had already finished my tea, she stared at me for a while as I was emerged in those terrible self loathing thoughts. She slowly comes closer, setting the mug in table and reaching for my hand, I only notice her when I feel her touch. Her soft small hands against my rough bloody marked ones, I wasn’t worthy of that. I pull my hand back as if her hand were fire and I could get a glimpse of hurt in her eyes. Instead, she gives me a tight smile and hands me the mug.

“Drink, it’ll make it better” She says still watching me.

    The tea was really good, the hot liquid going down my throat relieved me, showing me that this was reality, I was at the Avengers compound, 2017, with Y/N’s company. I drank it all and thanked her right after finishing, she takes my mug and put it in the sink.

“Come with me, I want to show you something” She says taking my metal hand and I tense up, before I could react though, she was leading me through halls and straight to an elevator.

    When we get in she presses the bottom to the roof. She hadn’t left my hand yet, with some of Tony’s improvements, I could feel with my metal arm, and when I felt her thumb unconsciously moving from side to side in a slow pace, in a comfortable caress I couldn’t help but blush.

    The doors soon open up and we’re in front of Stark’s green house, Y/N types a code in a holographic board and the glass doors open. She enters and invite me, letting go of my hand and walking inside, adventuring herself between the plants and flowers. I have never been here, not that Tony has forbidden me or something. I guess I just never noticed this place magnificent.

“Even though Tony takes care of all of them, he says this place is mine, so from time to time I come here when I’m not having a good day” She says leading me “You can come here too if you want”.

“This is your place” I shook my head.

“It gets quite lonely after sometime, I don’t like that feeling”.

“Being alone?” I ask and she nods “Y/N, you do realize everybody in the team loves you, right?”.

“I could tell you the same thing”.

“No, you couldn’t” When I say that she takes a deep breath and look down.

“Sometimes, even when you’re surrounded by thousands of people, you can still feel lonely” She explains, beginning to walk around again and I follow her.

“Why are you showing me here?” I ask after some minutes of silence.

“I want your scars to stop showing up” She states and I frown “I mean your past and the physical ones” She takes my flesh arm on her hands “Bucky… You haven’t gone to any mission with the team since I came, and still there’s always new scars on your right arm” She had tears in her eyes and I could see her fighting to contain them.

“I-I… I don’t…” I didn’t know what to say, she was the only one that noticed that, noticed the signs of my thoughts, my scars, she noticed I wasn’t alright like I’m used to anyone that I was.

“Bucky, please” She gulps and take another deep breath “I know what’s been through your mind and it pains me so much, that you think like that, the worsts are the ones when you think you should ‘end’ all of this by yourself, you don’t know how relieved I get when you think about this but I see you the next day” By now, I was already crying and she was still containing her tears “You shouldn’t have to think about that, you have really no idea at all of what we’d been through if you’re gone, and I’m not talking just about Steve… You know, even though Sam pulls your leg a lot, he considers you one of his closest friends after Steve, Tony thinks about you from time to time too you know? Although he’ll never admit it, if we go to any Hydra base in a mission and some agent mentions you, he’s the first one to kick him out, only because he’s faster than Steve though” I chuckle and she smiles, a few tears finally rolling down her cheeks “And I… I don’t know what I’d do without you, because even if we never talked properly, you found a way to captivate me, I’m not trying to fix you or anything, because you don’t have to, you’re perfect, James Buchanan Barnes, and you’re so, but so, worthy of being alive” She places her hand on my cheek, caressing there while I looked at her with pure adoration “You’re really a soldier, because you made it to now, you make us all proud and we wouldn’t have any other way, do you hear me?” I nod and she smiles, whipping away my tears.

“Thank you ,Y/N… I really needed to hear all that” He answer and she chuckles this time.

“I planned to say so much more… I was planning to give you this on your birthday, I spelled it, so anytime you fell like having some bad thoughts, you won’t have it” She puts dog tags around my neck and I look better had it, it had my name and all my identity.

“It’s just like the one I had in the army”.

“Tony helped me track it down, I was so happy when we found it in so good condition”.

“Why would you give me this?”.

“To remind you of all the goodness you have in you, you don’t have to turn back or make it up for your past, you’re a new person now and-”.

Originally posted by sensuous

    I shut her up with a kiss. She responds to it right away, my hands stay still in her waist, while hers trailed up and down my arms. We’d pull away only for regain our breaths, and right after attaching our lips to each other. The kisses were sweet and loud, the sound of my lips when they left hers made me smile every time we pulled apart. Y/N was everything I wanted and just now realized needed, kindness, beauty, caring and peacefulness. I never thought I’d get that, but she was right in front of me all this time.

    She giggles when we finally stop and I smile down at her.

“Wanna watch a movie with me?” She asks shyly, I take one of her hands on mine and place a chaste kiss on its back.


    When the team got back from the mission, they found Y/N and Bucky on his bedroom. Bucky with his back on the headboard, Y/N on his lap while they shared kisses. They were so into each other that didn’t notice the team at the door. Bucky’s flesh hand trailed up and down her back while the metal one was still on her waist, Y/N’s hands disappeared through his long hair she craved to touch so much. Now, they were each others and nothing would get between their happiness.

                                                             a thank you.

okay today i reached the 400 follower mark and i knew i was getting close, but until this morning, when i innocently realised that a couple of extra people had followed.  and then came the crying and the shaking that has kept going all day.  i am in awe.  the thought that there are 400 individuals out there who have at one point made the decision to be here, to read my writing, is INCREDIBLE. it’s just something almost u n f a t h o m a b l e to me. i never expected this.

some of you followed me on MYRCELLA,   and i remember that when i made her, i thought i was picking someone that would be liked, instead of someone i cared about. (pls don’t get me wrong, i love her, but this whole blog was me trying to be likeable)  and then i came here, and i found my feet. i started to write a character that i care about so, so much,  in a way i haven’t felt in a long time. i love willas,  he has developed so much and become more than i ever thought in just the short space of time that i have been here. i firmly believe that a lot of this is down to you, my darling, dear partners.  you make willas who he is, make me feel comfortable enough to explore in this way.

so i want to say THANK YOU. last night i posted that i had a headache, and so many of you came to me to make sure that i felt better. you are the very best of this community. every fandom, every group has it’s bad periods, and i know and understand the anxiety here,   but you – the people reading this – are amazing. you make one girl in rainy SCOTLAND so damn happy,  you give a person, who six months ago could barely leave her house without her boyfriend because of her anxiety, the confidence to find herself. you don’t fix my life or cure my mental health or anything like that,  but you give ACCEPTANCE,  and that - my darlings - is the most important thing in the world. you make me happy, you give me a space to express myself and be honest and creative, you accept me.   and that,   is worth all the weight of gold in the world.  I LOVE YOU. you are such a light point in my life.  please know, if you ever need me,  i am here.

please remember that you,  the person who is reading this,  are doing an amazing thing for a person you do not know that well.  and that is incredible.  soon, i will do a giveaway – or something – for you all, but i have a holiday booked and this is all i can offer for now.

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anonymous asked:

What have been your best and your worst moments as a teacher so far?

Worst moments: SO last year I’m going to count as one.  I was hired in late, so I started about a third of the way into the year. New state. New school. New standards. Alone. It was so awful: My colleagues didn’t really help, I had no resources to pull for my lessons, no training with technology, no introduction of the rules and lay of the land, trying to manage new students (my student teaching was with MYP kids–different beasts than grade level kids.). I can’t count how many hours of sleep I lost, how many times I cried, and how much of an absolute failure I felt like. I seriously wondered if I had made a horrible life mistake going into teaching and was sick to my stomach afraid of this year.

My best moments are the small ones, when I see lightbulbs going off. When I see shy students ask for help–and keep asking until they get it. When I have papers to hand back in a timely manner. When I know what I’m going to be teaching at least a week in advance. When a lesson goes off without a hitch. When we learn and laugh. When we make connections. When I can celebrate small victories with my students. When they walk in to the classroom in the morning and say, “Hi Ms. B!”.

My most recent moment that has made be when we did a mini-Socratic seminar. We have done two full Socratic seminars before this, but seeing their growth in discussions, how they interact with each other in such a profound, respectful, academic way seriously made me want to cry with pride.

The moral of the story is don’t give up. There are shitty days. There are shitty weeks, months and years. Some days you’re shitty, some days the kids are shitty, some days the lessons are shitty, and sometimes there’s a shitty full moon and everything goes up in flames.

But there are good days, golden, gleaming days. And those days make it all worth it .

…there’s a gross metaphor in there somewhere. Thanks for making me wax poetic, anon. :) 

Gold Lace Details & A Small Family || Vernon

Word Count: 1900 words

Genre: Fluff, Wedding!AU, Time Traveller!AU

Summary: They ran away together, on their wedding day. It was a miracle that they chose to stay together, no matter how many governments were after them.

Tag: @erinthekpoptrashcan

“Hurry up!” He hollered at the top of his lungs as he forced himself to run faster, despite the way his knees cried and ached for nothing but help. He cried, feeling the hot wound on the edge of his thigh gave way to nothing. With whatever energy he had left, he held onto his leg as he limped away, ignoring how tight his tuxedo felt on his slim body as he sprinted away from the scene. He held the gun close to his heaving chest and began shooting down more people in the blink of an eye as he made himself stand up again. I caught up with him not too long after, my heart thumping in my chest as I pulled my dress, which was helplessly following behind me like a lost puppy until I tore off the thick mushroom cup off the waistline of my dress.

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Alan Jackson ~ Remember When

Remember when I was young and so were you
and time stood still and love was all we knew
You were the first, so was I
We made love and then you cried
Remember when

Remember when we vowed the vows
and walked the walk
Gave our hearts, made the start, it was hard
We lived and learned, life threw curves
There was joy, there was hurt
Remember when


anonymous asked:

i've been struggling with my sexuality lately and i cried my eyes out watching maggie tonight. her background made me think about what could happen if i ever opened up to my family & it scares me to the core

thats not always the case!! even if something terrible like that happens you will always have someone who understands no matter what

Look I honestly dont understand the people who say Supergirl is baiting

Look I get it most of us are traumatized by the 100 but that was different, you guys are complaining and hating for something that I dont even know, men I mean we have sanvers and thats great , if they made Supercorp happens that would be awesome too but dont hate on the show like that and dont accuse them of being the 100 and shit on the cw because there are people who love supergirl for other thing than the ships and this is coming from a person that cried her eyes out with clexa and that would love supercorp or karamel or whatever the name is. But the hate really really needs to stop because is seriously ruining the show for some people including me.

Maybe I just follow a lot of haters

Rant over.

//Okay so here’s the display I was talking about working on this weekend. Our theme was Bollywood, so there was a lot put into it so it’d be super glam. I did the sequin curtain that’s lost in front of the gold fabric, made the foam buildings (I’m covering one of the Taj Mahal but they both got p much covered anyway) and provided the clothes. But yeah I’m? Really proud of it ngl so here’s my gross face in front of a project I fully expect an A in.

Also I know the sari is draped wrong, but the mannequin was shaped really weird and we figured this way you’d see more of the fabric like in a store display.

i was so upset the day carrie fisher died that i cried for an hour straight and then made plans with one of my best friends who also loves carrie as much as i do and we went to target and got a bunch of junk food and brought her book to my house and we watched star wars and played star wars and went through her twitter and just cried lmao


Tagged by: @dreamrlu. Meurci ! :D

RULES: Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 92 truths about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged.

Drink: Orange juice
Last phone call: Mom
Last text message: Mom
Last song I listened to: Shnabubula - A Friendly Match
Last time I cried: Maybe last week

Been cheated on: Nah
Kissed someone and regretted it:  Nah
Been depressed: Yah
Been drunk and thrown up: Nah
Kissed a stranger: Nah
Drank hard liquor: Nah
Lost glasses/contacts: Nah
Been arrested: Nah
Turned someone down: Nah, as far as I can remember
Cried when someone died: Nah, only one person from my family died but I was a young kid

Made a new friend: Yup
Laughed until you cried: Nah
Met someone who changed you: Meh…
Found out who your true friends were: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Found out someone was talking about you: Nah

How many people on tumblr do you know in real life: 3 guys
Do you have any pets: 1 doggo, 2 cattos, 2 goattos and a bunch of sheepos
Do you want to change your name: Nah
What time did you wake up this morning: 9:00 AM. Always have a regular sleeping schedule
What were you doing last night: Being on my computer, as usual…
Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Yep, he’s a Toa too
What’s getting on your nerves rn: Stresssssssssssss
Blood type: Dunno
Nicknames: Coco, Cococinelle
Zodiac sign: Virgo
Pronouns: He/him
Favourite tv show: Steve Universal
Hair colour: Dark brown
Long or short: Short
Crushes: Maybe… (>人<)
Tattoos: no
Righty or lefty: Righty

First surgery: For my eyeballs, because of skewing
First piercing: Nah
First best friend: A guy named Sylvain
First sport you joined: I’m no sportman
First vacation: Don’t recall where was my first vacation :/

Eating: Nothing
Drinking: Nothing
I’m about to: Take a shower
Listening: The silence in my room while I’m typing this post
Want kids: It’s too early, I prefer to have a stable relationship with a nice gal

Lips or eyes: Vision spheres
Hugs or kisses: Booooooooth
Shorter or taller: Whatever, I’m kinda in the middle
Older or younger: Both
Sensitive or loud: Sensitiiiiive
Hook up or relationship: Relationship
Troublemaker or hesitant: Hesitant

Miracles: Nah
Love at first sight: Nah
Heaven: 50/50
Santa Claus: Yeah, but Jack Frost killed him :(

I tag: *stretches fingers*

@toatom, @sensitivetroll, @zoomlesscartoonist, @skyblade-labs, @smells-like-great-spirit, @thebananacorn, @wolfrenz0, @fourchetteaquatique, @glitchingbaguette, @confused-hufflepuff, @thegaypumpingthroughyourveins, @theversatilist, @roadtrip-robot, @punk-space-bunny, @komasxn, @magical-dullahan-witch-agatha, @dereineschwarzerabe, @illuminaticompass, @dah715, @themugbearer, @upsetfawn, @ghostymcspooky, @mendozana, @noahisahuman, @jeannebriant.


It’s never easy to lose such a vital, irreplaceable member of the family, but this is downright heartbreaking. Carrie was one-of-a-kind who belonged to us all- whether she liked it or not. She was OUR Princess, damn it, & the actress who played her blurred into one gorgeous, fiercely independent & ferociously funny, take-charge woman who took our collective breath away. Determined & tough, but with a vulnerability that made you root for her & want her to succeed & be happy. She played such a crucial role in my professional & personal life, & both would have been far emptier without her. I am grateful for the laughter, the wisdom, the kindness & even the bratty, self-indulgent crap my beloved space-twin gave me through the years. Thanks Carrie. I love you, mh