ugliest crier

  • Aries: Sporadic crier; sometimes cry for what seems like no reason; always sputter and snot everywhere when they cry, although not a particularly ugly crier; great at cheering others up when they cry; can usually be cheered up themselves pretty quickly after a bout of crying
  • Taurus: Vulnerable crier; usually, all guards are up with taurus, but taurus often uses crying to break their walls down and show their vulnerabilities; can't stop crying once they start and sniffle for a very long time afterwards; need tons of comfort in the form of self-care, comfort food, and someone to coddle them in order to go back to normal
  • Gemini: Rare crier; can usually disconnect themselves from their emotions to prevent crying when they don't want to; can also produce tears when they do; even when they are so upset they can't control their tears, gemini often cries with a smile on their face; always feel humiliated after crying for real and highkey try to downplay it
  • Cancer: Angriest crier of the zodiac; cries because of duress, humiliation, embarrassment, and frustration; loud, hiccupy crying; unintelligible when crying and has to calm down before they can speak again; best at comforting others who are crying and want someone to do the same for them
  • Leo: Excellent at faking sadness for melodrama; great at keeping real tears under control in public and prefer to cry in private because they think it's ugly, but when life really gets to them they burst can out into public, uncontrollable sobbing
  • Virgo: Often cries quietly or silently; hiccups when crying; refuses to be seen crying in public even if it means holding back tears to the point it hurts and excusing themselves from the situation; uses crying to cope with heavy stress
  • Libra: Sensitive, empathetic crier; is usually a pretty composed, albeit snotty crier; can not bear to see others cry and has to comfort them or leave the room; cries more because of other people's problems then their own
  • Scorpio: Even better than leo at faking sadness and using tears as a method of personal gain; real crying is ugly and snotty; often cries due to frustration with the disconnect between themselves and their emotions; very unstable when crying and unintentionally lashes out when anyone attempts to comfort them
  • Sagittarius: Ghost crier; you'd be hard pressed to catch a sag crying; usually cry when in physical pain; emotional pain/stress must be unbelievably high before a sag cries and when they do, they do it for hours in private
  • Capricorn: Private crier; doesn't cry often, but when they do, it's very easy to tell; most prone to getting bloodshot eyes in the zodiac; somewhat quiet crier; almost never cries because of a movie, show, etc
  • Aquarius: Tear-shedder; 99% of the time, they can cry without a single sound, only tears dripping down their face; a very rare, rare 1% of the time, however, they are the loudest, ugliest, least composed criers of the zodiac and can howl into their pillow for hours, and then it doesn't happen again for long, long time; they don't understand people who cry all the time over trivial things, although they themselves have probably cried over their favorite book/movie etc
  • Pisces: Biggest crybaby of the zodiac; cries due to pretty much anything; sessions can last from one or two tears to hours of crying; crying is usually wet and snotty and they go through a million tissue boxes; least prone to getting bloodshot eyes but most prone to have very sensitive eyes all the time; most prone to crying because of movies, tv shows, books, etc; people often don't take them seriously when they cry because it happens so often but pisces ALWAYS have a reason for it (even if they don't know what that reason is themselves)

i hope that if jasper ends up crying in the series, its not a delicate flow of tears down a forlorn face. i hope she is the ugliest crier just so many pent up emotions coming out all at once as tears and drool. i hope its messy cus that would be wonderful. she deserves to let it all out

and i hope she feels great afterward having all that out of her system and maybe being able to take a deep breath without the weight of the universe on her shoulders

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miyusawa with kuramochi’s perspective

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It’s just a hunch, but Kuramochi’s fairly sure that Miyuki has affections for his new roommate.

(Calling it a crush feels oddly juvenile, because he couldn’t see Miyuki having a crush. It just didn’t feel right.)

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The world’s ugliest crier.

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Imagine if Bucky was always an easy crier.

“I’m not crying,” Bucky said.

T’Challa stared, not sure what to do with himself. “I - there are tears all over your face.”

Bucky scowled at him, big, fat Studio Ghibli tears dripping down his cheeks. He wiped away at them angrily, only to have new tears make new tracks down his face.

T’Challa didn’t think dinner would take such a dramatic turn. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know teasing you about it would make you so upset.”

“I’m not upset,” said the ugliest crier T’Challa had ever seen.

This is a loop they’d gone around several times so T’Challa opted to steer things in another direction. Reaching his hand out, he hooked his pinky around Bucky’s metal one. He felt weird doing it but anything to get Bucky to calm down at this point. “I’m sorry I made fun of your cooking.”

Bucky shifted, looking embarrassed. Good, it wasn’t just him, then. “I’m not mad because you made fun of my cooking.”

“Yeah?” T’Challa wheedles, pulling Bucky in a little closer. “Then why are you upset?”

Bucky sniffed loudly and tugged on T’Challa’s hand. “I’m crying because you’re a fucking dick, and also, you’re the worst.”

T’Challa laughed, the corner of his mouth lifting. He reeled Buck in and said,“Oh, is that all?”

“No, that’s not,” Bucky sniffed, wiping his nose on T’Challa’s collar because fuck you. “You’re also an asshole, and I’m not sucking your dick ever again. You made fun of my mother’s pot pie, you jerk.”

T’Challa laughed again and doesn’t even mention all the snot and tears getting all over his nice sweater. “I’m sorry I made fun of your mother’s cooking.”

“My last connection in the whole wide world I have to her,” Bucky guilted though he didn’t seem genuinely upset anymore.

“Yes, that. I’m sure with a little more salt and pepper and maybe some other assorted spices, I would love your mama’s delicious boiled potato pie with boiled meat and boiled corn.” He kissed the top of Bucky’s head and made a note to stock the house with lots and lots of seasoning from now on.

“Goddamn right, you heathen. You think we had caviar poptart bullshit whatever back in my day? No. It was potatoes and chicken bone stew.”

If Bucky felt well enough to reminisce about the bad old times, then they were probably out of the woods.

“I’m inviting Steve over because he knows what’s good.”

Shit. T’Challa would have to get that seasoning now if Sam came along.

i have this headcanon that whenever nitori gets even a lil frustrated he cries

so one day he’s like pISSED at rin bc he’s being a dick(surprise surprise) and he starts crying a lil and rin notices like “omg nitori are u ok i didnt mean it,,,” and nitori’s fuCKIN G LIKE “SN EPAI I S WEAR TO GOD I CCANT EVEN FUCKCING STAND YOU ANYMOR E HOLYL SHI T IF YOURE SORRRY FUCKINCG ACT LIKE IT  OKAY"and he’s trying to be aggressive and all but he’s crying really hard and hE’S THE UGLIEST CRIER IN THE WORLD so rin jus t feels really bad he doesnt get intimidated UBT NITORI WANTS HIM TO BE INTIMIDATED but rin just cANT  feel threatened by nitori especially when he’s crying like this

so rin sighs and pulls him into his chest and starts stroking his hair and nitori’s like fLAILING LIKE "GE  T OFF OH GM YGO DD LEA V EME ALONE G  ET AWA WY FROM   M E” and rin’s jsut like “shhhhhh shh shhhhh shhhh shhh” and eventually nitori just stops fighting back and starts sobbing into his chest  yelling things like “GOd your'e so horrible why do i eve n try i should ve jus t left while i had the c ahnce but now im fcucing stuck with   you are youy fuckin g happy senpai  ??/” and rin shrugs and mutters “actually yeah im p happy” and nitori looks up and he’s like  2 seconds away from flipping out again but rin continues like “im happy you’re still here with me, ai. im sorry.” and nitori cant say anything he jsut burries his face back into rin’s chest and starts crying even harder and rin just holds him until he passes out   a

Luke was always so busy when he was on tour with the shows, soundchecks, interviews, acoustic performances, meet and greets, and even just sleeping that you almost never got to see him. You almost regretted agreeing to go on tour with them but it was worth it to see him perform every night and getting to sleep with him instead of alone like you would have done at home. You’re currently sat on the bus, alone with the tour puppy because Cal is enforcing the rule that the tour puppy is never alone. Ever. The puppy is pretty cute though so while you wish you were watching the acoustic set today, the puppy is a pretty good second option.

The front door to the bus opens and the puppy automatically tries to be a watch dog and barks his little head off. You roll your eyes and simply open the door to the back lounge and closing it behind you before the puppy can escape. “Why would you do that to that poor puppy?” Luke asks you, goofily smiling at you from across the bus. “I wanted you all to myself!” You cross the bus and wrap your arms around Luke’s neck and he lifts you so you can wrap your legs around his waist.  He holds you up by cupping your ass with one hand on each cheek, making you giggle. “Don’t be so selfish.” Luke teases you before you press your lips to his to shut him up.

He bites your lower lip before you pull away, driving you crazy and he knows it. “Lucas.” You mumble quietly with your forehead pressed to his, looking into his piercing blue eyes. “Y/N.” He mumbles back at you, smirking as he talks. “We have a puppy on the bus, we gotta keep it PG.” You remind him and wiggle in his arms so you can jump down onto the bus floor. When you’re standing on solid ground, you poke Luke’s stomach and laugh when he giggles. “Wait, don’t you have an interview?” You ask, remembering that he was supposed to be busy all day.

Luke shrugs and walks past you to the fridge, grabbing two cans of Coke before looking back at you. “I stayed for part of it but I wasn’t feelin’ it.” Your eyes widen and he shrugs once again. “But I do want to be feelin’ you.” He winks at you and you blush a horrible shade of red. “Lucas! PG!” He groans and grabs a bag of popcorn before motioning for you to follow him into the back lounge. You wait a couple seconds for your face to cool down but when you get there, Luke’s sitting on one of the couches, putting on a movie. He makes grabby hands at you and pouts until you get within reaching distance. He grabs your waist and pulls you onto his lap, nuzzling his head into your back. You smile softly and sigh at how good it feels just to be with him.

“Aren’t you going to get yelled at for skipping the interview?” You ask Luke and turn to look at him. He shrugs and bites his lower lip, sucking his piercing into his mouth. “Ya know, I hadn’t thought of that.” You watch as his eyebrows furrow together, thinking of all the possible outcomes of the stunt he pulled. Finally his face relaxes and he shrugs once more. “I guess, I didn’t think of it because the outcome didn’t matter to me. I just needed to see you and be with you for more than 5 minutes.” You half smile and half frown at his words. As much as you love that he wants to be with you, you know being here is taking him away from the tour and his responsibilities. “What’s wrong, love?” He asks, nibbling on your shoulder through your shirt, making you shiver.

“I feel bad. I’m keeping you from your tour.” You tell him, turning away from his as your face gets hot and your eyes start to sting from holding back the tears that want to spill. You don’t really know why you’re crying. Maybe it’s because the thought of going back home has been in the back of your head for a while now or maybe the fact that it could become a reality. “You’re not keeping me from the tour.” Luke tries to convince you but when he turns your head with his fingers you already have hot tears rolling down your cheeks.

“Yes, I am.” You say through the tears. “And you can’t say I’m not because you’re supposed to be doing an interview right now and you’re sitting in the back of the bus with me instead.” You cough loudly and sniffle before crying a bit harder. You’ve always been the ugliest crier and Luke’s always been the best a never making fun of you for it, which you appreciate more than he will ever know. Luke tries to calm you down by rubbing small circles into the small of your back but it just makes you cry harder, knowing that he should be in that stupid interview.

“Love, please, stop crying.” Luke says, kissing where your tears are falling and whispering sweet things against your skin. You slowly calm down, feeling your tears stop flowing and you fall limp against Luke’s chest. He wraps his arms around your small body and rocks you back and forth. “I promise you, you weren’t keeping me from that interview. I would have left if you were here or if you weren’t.” You furrow your eyebrows in confusion and he blushes. “The interviewer kept asking me questions about you and they asked me to explain that picture from that magazine.”

You blush and chuckle, remembering the picture that got published. It was taken from your Instagram and it was you and Luke at some party somewhere, both of you drunk off your asses. You were on Luke’s lap and making out with him and even though you were drunker than drunk, you distinctly remember his boner digging into your ass through his and your jeans. “And I was really happy I was wearing a pair of Ashton’s joggers because if I wasn’t they would have seen the boner I got during the interview.” Your eyes widen and you turn to see Luke smirking at you. He bites his lower lip before talking. “I would have left anyway and came here to jack off.” He admits and you bite your lower lip, Luke’s words turning you on.

“Jesus, Luke.” You mutter at him and he blushes, looking into your know lust filled eyes. Knowing that Luke gets turned on to the memory of that night, turns you on way more than you ever expected. You bite your lower lip and he groans deep in his throat and you feel his boner under your ass. “Well, good thing you have me here then.” You attach your lips to his and switch positions so you’re straddling him. He smiles into your kiss and cups your ass just like he did before and you giggle just like you did before. “Still think you’re keeping me from the tour?” Luke asks you as you kiss down his neck. “Lucas. Stop trying to keep this PG.”


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I don't want to interrupt anything you're doing, but can I request some iwaoi cuddles with really cold feet and fingers? (/^o^)/

It’s snowing outside when Oikawa rings him up and begs him to come over, but Iwaizumi figures there’s no need to bundle up when he’s only a few houses down and a light jog would get him there in a matter of seconds. He arrives at the doorstep with a red nose and frigid fingers, bouncing from one foot to the other and sorely regretting not even grabbing mittens on his way out, and Oikawa doesn’t waste a second tugging his shirt off over his head and tossing it over his shoulder.

“Come, Iwa-chan,” he says grandly, spreading his arms and beckoning him into his naked torso for an embrace. “I’ll warm you up.”

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