#Hurt Somebody
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remusfinglupin Ā· 2 months ago
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In the clerb, we all fam.
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microwaveexplosion Ā· 3 months ago
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poprocklyrics Ā· 10 months ago
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Don't know where the time went Stuck in the wrong mindset And I let the rules bend When I know that all along they're made to break
Hurt Somebody, Noah Kahan & Julia Michaels
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arkred Ā· 1 year ago
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Also, I use the Jesus fandom tag in a kind of mocking way and as I have no beef whatoever with Mosses I will not use the ā€œMosses fandomā€ tag, but thank you for sugesting it, I know it was mean in a kind way.
Anyway.. to add insult to injury movil tumblr don`t let me reblog (or maybe is `cause I`m blocked? Dunno, it`s my first time...I think) So, here goes nothing and hopping that Attackfish ever see this.
Really thinking about blazing this thing when my paycheck arrives, tbh.
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looselipssinkships-x Ā· 1 year ago
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7.8km//4.85mi in 43:11 (8:54 mile pace//6.7mph) ((not thrilled with this pace but maybe once i hit five miles ill hang out there for a while and work on running faster instead of farther))
- reinventing the wheel to run myself over - fall out boy
- in bloom - neck deep
- welcome to the black parade - my chemical romance
- saturday night again - patrick stump
- 21 questions - waterparks
- take me to church - hozier
- american idiot - green day
- passenger - noah kahan
- w.a.m.s. - fall out boy
- real horror show - daisy grenade
- hum hallelujah - fall out boy
- (1:13 of) the last of the real ones - fall out boy
**my next day off is gonna be a save rock and roll run??? we're getting somewhere folks!!
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dakotayounger Ā· 1 year ago
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Hurt Somebody By Noah Kahan From the album Hurt Somebody Added to music worth sharing playlist by Dakota Younger
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weallfallfromgrace2 Ā· 2 years ago
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unknownwhisper Ā· 2 years ago
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When Noah Kahan said, "I stopped caring about a month ago, since then it's been smoth sailing," and "we didn't know that the sun was collapsing" and "I don't miss you, I miss the way you made me feel" and "please just give me something for the pain cause my heart softens to your name" and...
There is truly not a thing wrong with this man. I would give him my life.
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lazylittledragon Ā· 5 days ago
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they're late for school (again)
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haoyando Ā· 2 years ago
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I Wish I Didn't Say That
Image by Andreas Hoja from Pixabay I spent most of the day doing laundry, and shopping for grocery, and cooking. When I finally sat down, my friend L sent me a message. We ended up chatting for an hour, but after I hung up, I realized that I said something wrong and my friend L was probably hurt by my words. I was talking about my old friend C whose son couldnā€™t get into Rutgers University. Myā€¦
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heybluewolf Ā· 2 years ago
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Why is it difficult for us to see that sometimes we are not the ones who are hurt, but the ones who hurt?
ā€“ heybluewolf
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be-an-echo Ā· 6 months ago
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- and I wanna kiss you, make you feel alright I'm just so tired to share my nights i wanna cry and i wanna love but all my tears have been used up -
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ourflagmeanssteddyhands Ā· 1 year ago
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today i learned that in the 1700s beauty marks (referred to as mouches) held different meanings based on where they were placed. wearers would put one near the corner of their eye when in love, and one one their cheek to indicate flirtatiousness.
so that COULD mean izzy deliberately erased his ā€˜takenā€™ X and redrew it to say ā€˜availableā€™??
i hate myself.
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somegrumpynerd Ā· 18 days ago
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Killer is the only one Nightmare can't track down easily, since he can feel the others by emotion but can't usually sense Killer's unless he's in stage 1.
This is a small part of why he and Color got off on the wrong foot, because the first time Color and Killer met was when he was helping Dream fight them and he managed to pull Killer away from the main fight to try and reason with him. While they were doing that, Nightmare decided to retreat but couldn't see Killer around and couldn't find him using emotions, so he had to leave without him. (He did return later to scour the place and found Killer waiting for him, since he'd refused Color's offer to go with them.)
This became a running theme, where sometimes after a battle Killer would be gone without a trace because he was off fighting/talking with Color and Nightmare would have to come back for him later. It's also what makes Nightmare a little uneasy in present day about Killer running off to hang out with Color sometimes, because if Color succeeds in convincing Killer not to return, Nightmare has no way of tracking him down anymore. He just has to trust that Killer will return at some point, and wait.
#UTDR#UTMV#Nightmare Sans#Killer Sans#Color Sans#Dadmare#I dunno why this came to mind earlier but here it is anyway#Just a couple random hcs bundled together#About how Killer and Color met and operated at the start in my mind at least#The more they met and Color didn't poke or pry at Killer to change his situation#Their meetings became less fighting and more just. sneaking out of sight to talk#Color is new and interesting and Killer likes bothering him but he needs to be out of Nightmare's view to do it#Otherwise somebody else might jump in to ''help'' him and end up getting Color hurt#Also maybe Nightmare would be mad he was talking to an enemy#Nightmare was less mad and more worried because he was starting to get attached to Killer around the time this became more frequent#And if Killer doesn't come back it's not like he can put up wanted posters or go around the omega timeline looking for him#He would just be gone and the idea of just replacing Killer with a new one was starting to not sit right with him#Also I love mirroring their situations a little#With Killer that first time waiting patiently for Nightmare to return for him after they were seperated#And Nightmare now having to wait patiently in the hope that Killer will return to him after he's stayed with Color for a bit#I dunno if I had a point to this but Nightmare and Color have a very tenious sort of truce#It is never more than one misinterpreted action away from an all out fight#It is unclear to all involved whether Killer is blissfully unaware of this shaky ground or if he's managing both sides like a pro
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suzukiblu Ā· 6 months ago
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Please, cuddling, and TimKon?
. . . I am sorry but also I am NOT sorry for what I have done with this reply, but hey, why don't we all enjoy this one being the only prompt fill from this meme that got a read-more cut??
ā€œPlease,ā€ Kon tries, trying not to lookā€“he doesnā€™t know, weird and needy and like an embarrassment, or whatever. It feels like such a stupid thing to ask for. He knows Timā€™s not really a hugger or a touchy-feely guy or whatever and that he likes having his own space and basically always hops out of bed right after sex to go write down all the shit his post-nut clarity made him think of, and the idea of, like, just staying still and actually cuddling or whatever is probably basically literal torture to him, assuming itā€™s ever even occurred to him at all, just . . .Ā 
Just heā€™d kind of like to sometimes, maybe? Likeā€“not regularly or whatever, heā€™s not trying to drive Tim nuts or cut into either his worktime or downtime here, just . . .
Just heā€™d like to do it sometimes, thatā€™s all.Ā 
Timā€™s not the tactile type. Tim isnā€™t even the eye contact type, unless heā€™s lying to somebody or at work or just faking it for Robin-mode or whatever. Kon gets that. Heā€™s been, likeā€“careful about that. Not trying to take up too much space or ask for too much attention or mind when Tim doesnā€™t even look up at him when heā€“Ā 
Heā€™s been careful about it.Ā 
But he is . . . well. The tactile type. Like . . . kind of, anyway.Ā 
Likeā€“itā€™s kinda unavoidable, honestly.Ā 
ā€œOh,ā€ Tim says, blinking at him in just enough bemusement to make him feel even more self-conscious about bringing this shit up to begin with, and Kon tries to keep his expression casual and noncommittal andā€“and just normal about this. Because he is totally normal about this. He is so normal about this. He is.
Heā€™s also normal about the fact that when he asked Tim if he could talk to him about something, Tim didnā€™t even put down his tablet. Didnā€™t even put it to sleep, or actually even look up from it until . . .Ā 
Konā€™s normal about that. About all of this.Ā 
(and he definitely never feels kind of weird or a little bit abandoned because Tim canā€™t EVER just bring his stupid laptop back to bed or at least work on whatever heā€™s thinking about IN the bedroom at the untouched desk he's got set up in there or even just, like . . . stick around and hang out on the couch with him, or anything like that. he definitely totally ENTIRELY doesnā€™t ever just feel like a casual fuckbuddy or an easy hookup or a gala-night accessory or just the most immediately convenient option and not actuallyā€“not actually any kind of aā€“not actually something thatā€“Ā 
he doesnā€™t.Ā 
definitely.)
ā€œUh,ā€ Kon says, and backpedals awkwardly, because clearly this conversation is not going the way heā€™d wanted it to and Tim just looks so surprised by it all, likeā€“like it never even occurred to him or something, that maybe . . . that maybe Kon would want anything like that, or like he literally just hasnā€™t noticed how hard Konā€™s been trying to be normal about it, or . . .Ā 
It doesnā€™t feel very good, the idea heā€™s been trying so hard to respect Timā€™s space and preferences and comfort levels and Tim hasnā€™t even noticed that he was doing anything at all.Ā 
Especially because Tim usually notices just about everything.Ā 
Maybe Timā€™s just never thinking about it. Maybe he gets out of bed so quick because heā€™s spent the whole time in it thinking about other shit and just putting up withā€“justā€“Ā 
ā€œKon,ā€ Tim says, his voice going a little tight, and Kon just tries not to wince. He didnā€™t mention any of the complicated stuff heā€™s been trying not to feel, he just asked if Tim couldā€“if Tim wouldā€“Ā 
He didnā€™t even mention any of the complicated stuff, so itā€™s, likeā€“not a great sign that Timā€™s looking at him like that right now, like heā€™s said something really serious or upsetting or . . .Ā 
He really shouldnā€™t have said anything, yeah.Ā 
ā€œSorry,ā€ he tries stiffly, glancing away and wrapping his hand around his own wrist and digging his fingers into the inside of it. Itā€™sā€“tactile. Just . . . something tactile. ā€œI know you donā€™tā€“sorry. Uh. Just forget it.ā€Ā 
ā€œFuck,ā€ Tim mutters for some reason, and Kon feels like such an idiot for saying anything at all, and a worse one for apparently doing it in a way thatā€™s got Tim making that face at him. That face is Robinā€™s ā€œmy utility belt is empty, comms are fried, and the mission just went to shitā€ face.Ā 
He really fucked this up. It was fine. Everything was fine, and now heā€™s wrecked it and Timā€™s about to say itā€™s not even that serious, itā€™s not like itā€™s evenā€“not like theyā€™re evenā€“and that Konā€™s clearly gotten the wrong idea and they should justā€“justā€“Ā 
ā€œHow long have you felt this way?ā€ Tim asks very, very carefully, like the questionā€™s something fragile, and Kon thinks from literally the first fucking time you left me alone in bed all night so you could go recalibrate some stupid useless specialty sensor that wasnā€™t even part of your primary gear, like, a WEEK into us sleeping together and says, ā€œI dunno. Itā€™s notā€“I told you. Forget it. Itā€™s not a big deal.ā€Ā 
Heā€™s being weird about this. Heā€™s being an asshole about this, actually, because being prepared for literally every single possible contingency ever is the Batsā€™ whole thing and he got into this knowing Tim wasnā€™t the touchy-feely type or all that expressive and emotive aboutā€“about his feelings, or whatever, andā€“and itā€™s not like he evenā€“not like heā€“Ā 
(he just wants a fucking HUG he didn't have to FUCK him for every now and then, or for Tim to at least exist in the same space as him for longer than the time it takes for the next email from Oracle to come in or next alert from Batman to go off or next self-assigned project to finish processing orā€“
but thatā€™s not something Tim does, and Kon knew that going in, soā€“so itā€™s his own stupid fault if he feels SMALL sometimes, when . . . when thereā€™s always something else, always another problem to solve or place to be or thing to think about, always . . . always something more important than just . . . staying, just for a little bit, and just BEING withā€“with him. just him. not the team, or either of their families, or . . .)
He knew all this going in, Kon reminds himself. He knew it. If he were this bad at being with literally anyone else, heā€™d justā€“heā€™d justā€“Ā 
But something about it being Tim means he just . . . canā€™t.Ā 
Timā€™s jaw tightens, and he finally sets down his stupid tablet.Ā 
Only now, though, Kon thinks bitterly, and digs his fingers a little deeper into the inside of his wrist.Ā 
ā€œKon,ā€ Tim says again, says too carefully again. Like somethingā€™s fragile, again. ā€œIā€“ā€Ā 
ā€œI said forget it, for fuckā€™s sake!ā€ Kon snaps too hotly, and maybe hates himself for both doing it and for the stricken look that doing it puts on Timā€™s face, and also maybe cheats a bit by super-speeding straight out the balcony door into the night air and not taking his cell or his communicator with him. Orā€“definitely does, in fact. Definitely thatā€™s cheating. He knows it is.Ā 
He just really canā€™t stand to hear Tim tell him how heā€™s fucked up this time right now, though. He justā€“he tried so fucking hard not to fuck up this time.Ā 
He really, really tried.Ā 
He shouldā€™ve known it wouldnā€™t work, but . . . but he really did try.
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wangxianficrecs Ā· 3 months ago
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Looked so alive, turns out i'm not real by KatAnni
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Looked so alive, turns out i'm not real
by KatAnni
M, 36k, Wangxian
Part of the MDZS Big Bang 2024
Summary: "Nothing leaves the Burial Mounds alive." Lan Wangji goes on a side mission night hunt with Wei Wuxian during the Sunshot Campaign, and finds out just how true that statement is. Inquiry rings through the room, and Wei Wuxian answers. This of course, has consequences. For the MDZS Big Bang 2024, Collab with Sweetlittlevampire Kay's comments: This story was meant for WIP Rec Week but it posted quicker than I was able to rec it! But it had me aboslutely hooked from the first chapter. Stunning writing and art! A story in which Wei Wuxian maybe doesn't really return from the Burial Mounds alive and Lan Wangji finds out during the Sunshot Campaign and I'm so hyped. Had some really strong cliffhangers in this story and the built-up to the happy ending was devastating. Featuring beautiful art by @sweetlittlevampire Excerpt: As if his strings were cut, Wei Ying crumbled to the ground, his head meeting the floor with a sickening sound, and Lan Wangji was on his feet immediately, Wangji clattering to the ground with a dissonant sound. ā€œWei Ying!ā€ He sat next to the prone form, his hand shakily reaching for a shoulder, the other a wrist. So still. Not moving. No pulse. ā€œLan Zhan?ā€ His voice was groggy, as if from far away. Lan Wangji was still holding his wrist, and tried to still his own heartbeat at the lack of one from Wei Ying. ā€œWhat- Hey!ā€ Wei Ying was on his feet within the next second, his hand withdrawn, and Lan Wangji stared up at him. ā€œWhat did you do?!ā€ His voice was suddenly sharp, accusing, unforgiving. The flute, that cursed black flute, was in his hands, pointed at Lan Wangji like a knife. Lan Wangji stared, unblinking, as realization seemed to dawn on Wei Ying, as his brows drew together. ā€œYou made me say that, with that song! How- Why-ā€
pov lan wangji, canon divergence, temporary character death, sunshot campaign, major character death, sentient burial mounds, hurt wei wuxian, hurt lan wangji, not actually unrequited love, wei wuxian's three months in the burial mounds, fix-it, somebody lives/not everybody dies
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(PleaseĀ REBLOGĀ as a signal boost for this hard-working author if you like ā€“ or think others might like ā€“ this story.)
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