sobbing and screaming and crying

anonymous asked:

I really hope Harry lays low for the next little bit of time so he has time to process this because it's very obvious that this hits close to home for him

I hope that he’s packing up his things from the show right now and heading straight to the airport in Mexico, ready to jump on a plane home to the UK so he can situate himself right into arms the arms of his mother. Where she knows he’s safe and sound. Where she can hold him and cuddle him and cradle him to her chest. Where she can be fully aware that he’s home for a while, in a house that he has the space to cry and sob and scream and yell without being judged or watched or filmed.

I hope people leave him alone for a while, until he’s ready and grieved and mourned in the way he feels comfortable with. Until he’s feeling more himself. I hope he travels back home without being seen tonight, without being stopped for pictures by fans, without being photographed unexpectedly and without being harassed by paparazzi and mobs of people who are desperate to see him.

It’s evidently clear that he’s been extremely affected by the events that happened close to home - very literally for him and for many others - and he deserves time to mourn just as much as everyone else. xx


  • The lady at the adoption centre as I'm signing the papers to adopt my first child: Isn't this the greatest day of your life?
  • Me, thinking of the day Raphael Santiago was confirmed asexual by Shadowhunters, giving me the first tv show character who shared my sexual orientation: Uh, yeah, it's definitely up there.
If you don’t let it out, the grief becomes a scream trapped inside your soul, a constant cry in the dark, a sob you can never release. So scream, shout, cry, the way the sky does with thunder and lightning and rain…for it knows it is being cleansed, it knows that it’s storm is the only way to release the pain.
—  Nikita Gill
Comatose-Chapter 1

Summary: You are the sister of Charles Xavier, You are part of the Avengers and Dating Bucky Barnes, Unbeknownst to you Bucky is having an affair with Natasha, you catch them in the act and things go downhill from there. You are a Mutant with Similar powers to Jean, Only with Immortality thrown in. 

Pairings: Bucky x Reader, Bucky X Natasha, Logan Howlett X Reader

Warnings: Angst, Violence, Cheating, Feelings of worthlessness, Depression.

Originally posted by oreo-wonderbatch

The mission had drained you; Covered in bruises and dried blood, there had been too many agents and you cursed your lack of backup;You were sorely outgunned,but you had gotten the intel that you needed., It wasn’t uncommon for you to be sent on solo missions, your powers and skill set affording you the privilege of never really being the underdog, so while it was sometimes tricky, you usually came out on top.

Stepping out of the quinjet and into the hanger,you hurriedly make your way toward your shared bedroom with Bucky, relishing the thought of a hot shower and a night in his arms.,You missed him terribly while you were away., Things had been strange, distant between you of late,Your sex life had dwindled down to zero. He had refused to talk to you about it, and you were genuinely worried about the state of your relationship with the super soldier. Chalking it up to, too many missions and not enough quality time, you swallow your fears and with renewed vigour, strode through the compound looking for the man you love.

Nearing your bedroom, you can hear soft moans filtering through the door. You stop, listening intently,straining your already taxed senses. “Bucky,” you hear Natasha gasp, and your hand flies to your mouth; eyes wide with shock. As you gently open the door, fighting down the rise of bile in your throat, you can see Bucky moving languidly on top of Natasha, hand wrapped around her throat, her back arching off the bed, as he fucks her in a way he hadn’t with you in a very long time. Red hot flaring anger replaces the horror in your chest.

“Having fun?” you say loud enough for them both to hear. Bucky’s movements stop almost instantly, his head whipping around to stare at you with mouth agape. Natasha pales, lips opening and closing, searching, apparently, for a way to justify betraying her best friend.

“(y/n)” Bucky says as he pulls out, both of them scrambling for clothing. “I can explain,” he starts.

“Oh spare me the ‘I can explain’ bullshit, Barnes!” you spit, eyes blazing red with power. He flinches visibly at the use of his last name. “I do not want to hear your flimsy excuses. Just get your shit out of my room and leave. Both of you. Now!” You turn to leave, desperately needing to get out, get away from him. From her. From this place. From the people you have given up everything for.

“Wait!” Bucky yells as he catches up with you, grabbing you by the arm. He spins you around, and you try yanking your arm away, shoving at his chest to dislodge him. “Listen,” he hisses, grabbing your free wrist with his metal hand, effectively cutting off your assault. “I’m sorry, it just happened,” he states weakly.

“It just happened,” you echo duly. “How did screwing my best friend just happen, James?” Your anger is mounting, overtaking the pain in your chest by miles, but he doesn’t seem to recognise the danger because he forges on.

“She was there when we started drifting apart. She always had a way of pulling me back from the edge. I just… I need her,” he sighs. “Please understand. I love ya, doll, I do, but Natalia…”

You’re dumbstruck. Feelings of worthlessness worm themselves into your mind, testing your already fragile control, and he seems completely oblivious to your internal struggle.

“I think I’m in love with her…But i’m still in love with you too. Please… I just… I made a mistake,” he says, rather uncertainly.

“Then let me make it easy on you, Barnes,” you sneer as you unleash your power, divesting yourself of his hold. “If you ever put your hands on me again, I will kill you,” you state simply as you advance toward him. Held up by your power, Bucky is flailing in mid-air. “If you ever look at me again, I will cut out your eyes and feed them too Natasha,” you say as you slam him against the wall. “If you ever say my name again I will cut out your tongue and leave it for Steve to find,” you forge on as tears spring unbidden to your eyes, trying frantically to regain control of yourself. “I loved you, gave you everything I could, James, and you ripped it all away from me. Everything I held dear with no thought of what it would do to me,” you whisper as you release him, and watch while he falls heavily to the floor. You turn to leave, seeking any reprieve from the hell you seem to have walked into, only to see Natasha standing in the doorway looking pale and strained.

Ignoring her completely, you focus a final time on Barnes and murmur, “Maybe you are the monster you think you are, James.” It’s the last thing you say before you climb onto the elevator, listening as he breaks down on the carpeted floor.

The elevator ride is the longest you had ever endured, and you pray that you can make it to Tony’s lab without turning into a sobbing mess. You are barely keeping tumultuous control of your emotions, fighting your very nature, your very urge to cry, to sob, to scream. But you can’t. Not yet.

When the elevator doors pings open, you step unsteadily out, and make a beeline for the billionaire’s lab. Barely able to pay attention to your surroundings, you ignore the calls of your name from fellow agents, desperate to get to Tony. You need to get out of here, and soon, before you breakdown.

Throwing open the door to Tony’s lab, you call out gently, receiving an affirmative response, followed quickly by the man himself. “What’s up, sugar?” he asks.

“I need a few days,” you reply.

He quirks an eyebrow. “A few days for what?”

You sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose. “T, I really can’t explain right now,” you say, heaving in a breath. “I need you to let me do this, please,” you beg, while he eyes you warily.

“What does the tin can have to say? Is he going with you?”

You hiss at him, “No, he will be staying right fucking here, far away from me.” Tony has the good sense not to question you further, agreeing to give you three days off, but only if you check in once a day. You agree without hesitation and finally take your leave of the compound, making your way to the apartment you keep in the city.

Fifteen minutes later, you step into your apartment, stripping off the combat suit you’re still wearing. As you head for the shower, you pay no mind to the framed photos of you and Bucky that seem to shatter as you pass, until you can finally let the hot water cascade over you. Letting the bottled up emotion spill over, you scream desperately at nothing, praying for some sort of reprieve from the pain that’s coursing through you.

How could he? How could he do this to me? Sobs racking your frame, you slide down to the floor, curling yourself into a ball beneath the spray. Why wasn’t i good enough? What’s wrong with me?

Self-hatred prevalent in your mind, you cry for what feels like hours before you finally find the energy to pick yourself up, dry yourself off and climb into bed, hoping that when you wake, this would all just have been a bad dream, and Bucky would still be here with you.  

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What the fuck did I find…


A/N:  Wow. I wasn’t sure there was a part 6 to this story, but apparently there is. Thank you to my lovely betas ( @little-black-dress-24, @niallandharrymakemestrong, @melissas173, @emulateharry) who never fail to prop me up when I’m not sure I can do it. Thank you, ladies. You are all gems. 

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After leaving Harry’s house with your loaded bag, you walk a few blocks before you flag down a cab. You feel like you’ve just experienced a three hour workout, your limbs limp. The exhaustion and weariness is so deep that you swear you can feel it at a molecular level. It hurts to raise your hand to flag the taxi. Lifting your duffel bag into the back seat with you is like tossing around a 25kg bag of rocks. Climbing into the taxi, you lean your head back, closing your eyes, holding back tears with sheer willpower.

Hauling yourself upstairs to your flat, you drop your duffel just inside the door, falling face first onto the bed without removing your clothes. Heaving sobs wrack your shoulders. The screams that you hide in your pillow sound like a wounded animal. Your howling scares you, as you’ve never heard this sound from the depths of your stomach before, but you can’t seem to stop. You cry and sob and scream until you are completely spent, and then you just lie on your bed, staring at the ceiling, completely numb, feeling the time ticking away as slowly as a snail attempting to run a marathon. When your alarm goes off, you haven’t once closed your eyes, and they feel like sandpaper as you haul yourself out of bed to take a shower. Oh, how you wish you could stay home and wallow, watching sad movies, listening to Sign of the Times nonstop, eating ice cream out of the container with a single spoon. But you have clients to see, reporters and fans to avoid.

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So I may or may not be completely freaking out here because we’ll finally see that f*%king 2b teaser in less than 24 hours...

And I’m sitting here with a popcorn bucket ready as I’ve never been in my entire short life ! Tic toc guys….!!!! *fangirl mode activated baby !*

Originally posted by arielanderic


Similar Fighting Styles

Dottie Underwood (Real Name Unknown) | The Black Widow (Natasha Romanoff)
➡Agent Carter 1.04 | Iron Man 2

Bayern at heart

When congratulated by a reporter about scoring his first goal at Old Trafford, Basti smiled and replied: “No, this is my second goal at Old Trafford. My first was for Bayern Munich.”

Rebound Girl, Pt. 5

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader

Word Count: 2k

Summary: You think that Danneel’s news mean the end of your relationship with Jensen. Does he feel the same way?

Warnings: slightly Anti Danneel as always actually, idk, maybe mild angst? implied smut

A/N: part 5 to my series for @casbabydontgoineedyou‘s 1k follower challenge

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Originally posted by holy-spn

Reader’s POV

Your heart felt like a lump in your chest. Every beat of your heart hurt and it felt like a knot was tightening around your lungs. Breathing got hard, the blood rushed in your ears and you didn’t know what to do. It just hurt. Tears sprang to your eyes and you got up. You noticed that Danneel had started talking again but you weren’t able to grasp one bit of it. This was just too much for you to take, too much for your brain to handle.

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Fandom: Supernatural

Pairing: Sam x Reader

Request: “Can you do a Supernatural one-shot where the reader is kidnapped and tortured by a demon and Sam has to save her? 👌 ”

Warnings: Blood, being tortured, violence… that’s it, I guess

Word Count: 1134

Notes: I think I’m more of a Sam girl lol -Lottie

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Too Many Times To Count- Lafayette X Reader

warnings: jealousy, cheating

a/n: i cried while writing the end, just a heads up.


One flower laying on the countertop and you looked at it curiously, wondering if this was his was his way of apologizing. You examined it quickly to make sure that it had no thorns. It had none that you could see. You picked the flower up before dropping it just as quickly, a thorn pricking your finger. It wasn’t bleeding so you dropped your hand to your side and picked up a notecard that was placed near the flower.

“Hercules said that those kind of flowers were your favorite.” Lafayette said, causing you to drop the notecard before you could read the handwriting. You nodded and looked at him. He looked exhausted, like he hadn’t slept in a week.

“They are.” You responded and looked down. “Why just one though?”

“A flower for everytime I make you cry. Listen I am-”

“Sorry that you accused me of cheating on you with Thomas? Yeah I know.”

“Hey.” He said softly and you looked at him again. “We’ve done enough fighting this week to last us a lifetime. I don’t want to fight with you.”

“I didn’t want to fight last night but you insisted.” You pointed out and he sighed.
“Please, mon amour, I don’t want to do this. Please.” He practically begged and it was your turn to sigh.

“You can’t just go around, accusing people of cheating and expecting everything to be alright.”

“I know. I know I screwed up and I’m sorry. Do you need space?” He asked unsurly and you shrugged, knowing that there wasn’t a correct answer to that.

“Whatever, Gil.”


You slammed the door shut, shuddering as tears continued to pour down your face. You half expected Lafayette to rush out of the kitchen, trying to explain. He didn’t. In fact, he wasn’t even in the kitchen but every inch of the kitchen besides the floor was covered in vases upon vases of flowers.

This just made things worse.

Your sobs grew louder, echoing throughout the apartment. So many noises had filled the apartment at one time. Laughter, screaming, arguing- but never sobbing. Never just you crying without Lafayette comforting you. You leaned against the wall for support but you slid down the side anyway.

You remember the day he asked you out clearly- you guys were at a carnival and both of your groups of friends had abandon you two, leaving you both alone. Lafayette was telling you outrageous stories about France and when he finished one story, you would ask him to tell you more because when he told them, he looked like he was at home and you’d never seen him happier. He held you under the stars that night, promising you that he would take you to France one day. You told him you couldn’t wait for it.

That day never came.

You remember the first time you guys kissed- you were watching some cheesy romance movie and you were teasing Laf about it, telling him about how you pegged him for a romantic. He denied it but you both knew that it was true. At the ending credits, you both were almost asleep and he leaned over and carefully kissed you on the lips, resulting in you kissing him back. He smiled sleepily as when you put your head back on his shoulder and fell asleep, promising that he would never let you go.

Morning came and he let go.

You remember the first time you guys fought- it was over something stupid, maybe over whether or not you were supposed to do the dishes after he cooked dinner. You both spent a good hour arguing about why or why not you should do the dishes tonight and you both decided to do it together, since neither of you were right or wrong. When they were completed in half the time they usually took, you both just sat and talked for awhile, still feeling the aftershock of the argument. You both agreed that your arguments getting this ugly wouldn’t last forever.

They still are.

“One flower for everytime I’ve made you cry. I just ordered a bunch because I’ve hurt you too many times to count.” He said and you jumped at his voice, not even hearing him come in. He sat down next to you, staring into the kitchen.

“Why’d you do it?” You asked him quietly.

“I kissed her because I was jealous.”

“Of Thomas? We discussed this- Gil, me and him are just friends and I’ve told him that he has to stop being touchy if that’s what you’re jealous about and he has.”

“I know… I don’t know how to fix us anymore.” He said, letting out a bitter laugh, which turned into a sob.

“I’m not sure either.” You smiled, tears rolling down your eyes as you looked at him. “I’m not sure about us anymore.”

Of Paparazzi and Succulents

Summary: Actor!Dan is running away from a mob of fans when he runs into a flower shop. There, he meets a quirky florist who has an absurd liking towards succulents, seeming to think they have feelings of their own.
Word Count: 10,927
Warnings: Mobbing fans, anxiety attack, swearing, sexuality denial
A/N: Special thanks to @humhallephan and @moondaniel for giving me editing tips, you guys are awesome! This was originally a prompt from an anon so I hope you guys like it!

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Dan knew it was a bad idea to go outside. He knew exactly what would happen when he went out (he could hear the squeals and screams even now), but he did it anyways. All he wanted to do was to go to store to grab some more dinosaur-shaped chicken nuggets, but of course, he couldn’t enjoy the everyday luxury of going out to the store.

As soon as he stepped out of his flat, a hush fell over the street and he sucked his breath in, waiting to see what would happen. Then, not even two minutes later, he was being pushed, screamed at, and had sobbing girls crying into his shoulder.

And all he had wanted was some damned dinosaur nuggets.

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BTS Reaction

@yoongsterisbae requested: May I have a reaction where BTS finds u waking up from a nightmare screaming and crying from how terrifying it was??

Reminder: English is not my first language so it´s possible that I made some mistakes and it´s only my opinion.


„Where are you going?? NOOOO“ you screamed and woke up. You turned your head to the left where your boyfriend was and looked at him, how he woke up. „What? What happend y/n?“ He wrapped his arms around you and placed your head onto his chest and rubbed your back gently. „It was just a nightmare jagi.. nothing happened!“ He said the whole time and pressed you against himself and waited until you fall asleep again.

Originally posted by aestheticvbts


Everything was silent but you suddenly started screaming and crying, so you woke up and tried to catch your breath. Your boyfriend who was laying beside you, opened his eyes slowly and looked at you. He didn´t said anything and took your hand in yours and held it thightly. You know that this guy loves his sleep so you started to apologize, but he he placed his arm around your waist and pulled you into his arms, becuase he knows you love it. „It´s okay, I´m here and we are safe. Try to sleep jagi.“

Originally posted by minyoongiaesthetic


You woke up with a loud scream and woke him up immediately and asked you what happened. „Oh my.. That sounds scary“ he said while you were crying against his shoulder. He hugged you and touched your cheek before he placed a sweet kiss on it. „You want to talk until you feel better ?“ You nodded and hugged him. The both of you talked about everything and the next moment you fell asleep again, while your boyfriend was looking at you with a little smile on his lips.

Originally posted by yoongis--babygirl


The moment you started crying next to him he was startled. He looked at you in concern and asked you what happened. „..and that´s why I started screaming.. sorry for that.“ „No no everythings fine as long as you feel better now!“ You smiled because he looked so cute and placed your head against his chest. You both calmed down and he hummed a song he knows you love. You placed a kiss on his cheek and thanked him. You couldn´t feel asleep fast, but he waited before he could close his eyes and sleep as well.

Originally posted by trash-for-bangtan


He was so shocked that you suddenly started sobbing in your dream that he was a little bit overwhelmed, but he kissed your forehead and pressed you against him, his lips still touching you. „Jimin I´m.. sorry.“ He shook his head and you could feel that he started smiling. „You know what? The moment I wrapped my arms around you, you calmed down because you trust me so much. I love you.“ He pecked your lips and you started smiling like an idiot. He always did that when you are feeling down and you love it so much, that you forgot your dream.

Originally posted by miniaturesaladturtle


He was startled at the beginning, but the moment he saw the tears on your face he was just worried and wrapped his arms too thight around you. „Tell me what happened, I can´t see you like that jagi.“ You started talking about your dream and he presses you harder against him. „Tae I.. can´t breathe.“ He laughed and released you from his thight hug, but you placed your head on his chest and smiled. „I was just worried, but do you feel better?“ You nodded and kissed him

Originally posted by beatriceindre


That boy wouldn´t know what happened. Just a few minutes ago you were sleeping and now you are crying and sobbing in his arms. You screamed because of a dream you had and because he didn´t knew how to help, he just looked at you as you fell into his arms to protect you. „Everything´s fine?“ You nodded your head slightly and looked at him „I had a bad dream, just hold me like that Kookie, please.“ He smiled because of your words and held you in his arms, as you both fell asleep again.

Originally posted by officialwookkibby

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