So Many Tears - Tumblr Posts
decided to draw the barbie scene that turned me into a sobbing mess in the theatre đź’–
This is so accurate I could cry and pee in my pants due to laughter. I can't be the only one who wishes Sesame Street could also teach organic chemistry.
fucking fuck, mugen train
i didn’t read the manga for kimetsu no yaiba, only watched the anime (god i’m in love with it tho) and didn’t even watch the full trailer going into the movie
soooo literally had no idea what was about to go down, right
okay. i cried for like 86% of that shit no joke—my brother kept looking over whenever he heard me sniff and going “again, are you serious” and i would just sob
ALSO WHY DO I KEEP GETTING ATTACHED TO CHARACTERS WHO DIE EARLY đź’”
Good Omens Season 2 is almost there! 🥰
Still can't quite believe it is really happening 🥺
See you all on the other side! đź‘€
the day that satoru proposes to you is the same day that satoru marries you.
he asks you to be his wife in the morning, and by the afternoon he takes you to the city hall where you fill out the papers together, then an hour later it’s official—you’re bound together as husband and wife.
from the day he was born, gojo’s wedding had always been anticipated as a grand affair. sorcerers from far and wide were to gather and witness the expansion of the gojo clan. it would be a several-day long event, one planned intricately by the higher-ups with no room for the bride and groom themselves to have a say in any aspect.
which is precisely why satoru, ever so spiteful of the higher-ups, says “hey, wanna elope?” you’re practically married anyway, and have been for as long as you can remember. his love for you has never wavered—only he went from wanting to move the moon for you to now wanting to move the entire universe for you.
your “wedding dress” is a satin white minidress that makes you look like you’re going to a fancy brunch, not to your own marriage. satoru’s in a pressed white shirt and slacks. to anyone else you’re no more than a young couple going for a date; hands clasped together as you roam down the street, identical glimmering gazes when you stare at one another.
your husband suddenly drags you into a jeweller as you pass by it. he hadn’t bought you an engagement ring, let alone wedding bands, so he lets you pick out a pair of silver rings: diamond studded for you and a far simpler one for him. you can hardly take your eyes off it once it’s on; a perpetual reminder of your commitment to gojo satoru.
the wedding reception takes place in a sushi go. you and satoru order far too much food between you, but it’s okay, you’ll just get it to go and have it for lunch tomorrow. you feed the pieces of a fish into satoru’s mouth the same way you did on one of your first dates with him, but now when you look at him and at the spot of soy sauce at the corner of his lips, you see the man you’re spending the rest of your life with.
satoru takes you to a park afterwards. he carries two bags of leftover sushi in his hands, but still he manages to intertwine his fingers with yours. the sun is still high in the sky, with only some splotches of cloud here and there. you find a spot under a cherry blossom by the river that runs through the park and settle there, you between satoru’s legs, nestled into his chest.
everything about the day is ordinary. birds sing their songs. kids run about in fits of giggles. people will start coming home from work soon. you and satoru are married now and it was so ordinary. no extravagant celebrations, no family, friends, or colleagues to witness it. just you and your lover.
with a content sigh, you wonder out loud. “how should we tell people?”
he smiles, far too rapt by the bliss of having his wife in his arms to bring himself to think. “let them figure it out.”
"Don't cry," He whispered to the broken girl beside him on the ground, "you have me."
The girl choked on her own tears. Blood splattered on the dusty dirt ground below them. It was only them left.
"Now... Now the war is over," She wiped her tears away, "when my friends are all dead. And I'm still here."
- Dreaming of Wolves//Story Excerpt
I know it's common knowledge that writers and artists are hard on themselves, but in case any of you need to hear this today:
1. You are not wasting your time writing.
2. You are not terrible.
3. The comparisons you make to writers you think are better than you, I guarantee there are writers that do that to your writing.
4. You are INCREDIBLE. What you do is HARD and you continue to push through it.
5. Be nicer to yourself! You're doing great.
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-H