#I’m helpless
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petiyean · 2 months ago
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Beach day!!!
I’m afraid this person @mikurinkuwu made me unable to stop thinking about them. I used their design because I really liked their version of Miku and Rin! Hope to draw them a lot more.
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sadnignored · 1 year ago
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God I’ve been soaking wet all day!!! I got to see a friend who I know is always in love with me and I deliberately tease them. We cuddled all day as we caught up from my semester at college and I eventually wrapped them in my arms with a leg pressed against their cunt. I was so wet it was unbelievable. And I kept moving ever so slightly so their cunt was rubbing against my thigh.
My pant leg had a small wet spot it from their juices leaking onto me. I kept rubbing their lower back (cause I know it drives them crazy) and when they asked me if I wanted to fuck I chickened out and said NO!!!! AM I STUPID???
Idk but when I dropped them off at home I asked to see their tits and they let me!!!! I played with your tits and pinched their nipples for a few minutes. All I could think about was wrapping my lips around their cute pink nipples and leaving hickeys and bite marks everywhere. God I’m such a tease and so are they!!
They also kept trying to shove their fingers in my mouth and down my throat, knowing full well I have a bad oral fixation and a thing for hands…good thing we’re seeing each other again on Tuesday cause I might have to fuck them
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rottinglittleprincess · 2 years ago
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if you’re reading this i’m alive.
i woke up. showered. i didn't brush my teeth. made tea, forgot it on the side table. i drank it cold. cried. i told my dog that i love her. blinked at the ceiling fan, wondered what would happen if it collapsed on me. i thanked the walls for keeping me safe. screamed through the loneliness. i warmed leftovers, ate three bites. went on a walk. i wore headphones and made it back home before remembering to listen. avoided the mirrors on the way to the couch. i drank water for the first time in four days. didn't respond to my mother's follow-up text. i stuffed myself into bed, suffocated the sun by closing the curtains. cried. i cried so hard that i got sick, dry heaved over my unwashed comforter. embarrassed myself by feeling. i motivated myself to wash my face. couldn't avoid my reflection. // if you're reading this, i haven't had a day in years that felt good. my eyes are so swollen that i'm convinced that each time my heart breaks, everything i hold inside my chest redirects into those little pockets beneath my bottom lashes. i don't know how to let it out. I'm so hungry that i devour the littlest pieces of life without chewing. I'm so nauseous from hope. i haven't found relief. i'm uncomfortable and i know this means I'm not numb anymore. i miss being sad and being okay with it. to continue is the most bitter medicine. i dose it by the teaspoon while i watch my friends open wide. i hate them for it. i will always hate myself more. they tell me it will get easier. i don't know if it will for me. but // if you’re reading this,
i’m alive.
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dreamaboutwhathappens · 1 year ago
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i can only listen to something for about an hour before i’m like hmm. not the 1989 vault. and i put it on
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zen-the-king · 2 years ago
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How does following work??? Is it like ‘your funny’ or like ‘your my friend now’?? Is it ok to follow random people or is it a friends only thing? How to not offend tumblr natives?????
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cosmiccinnabun · 1 year ago
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I may have followed some fat men on here for…uh… research purposes! Yep. Yep, that’s it. Research…. 😳😳😳
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mycomori · 1 month ago
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every time i think things have gotten a little better they just get even worse and this is why i can’t stay fucking sober because everything sucks all the time endlessly and how in the FUCK am i supposed to not wanna drink about it and of course ive got other coping mechanisms but ive lost so so so many over the years either by recovering from something like ed or self harm (kinda) or not being able to look at things that used to mean the world to me without a painful aftertaste and im tired dude. i’m fucking tired of loosing all my friends and my supports and everything i had to cope. and it’s not really that i ever lost the friends, it’s that none of them are okay w each other and only okay w me and i can’t even mention my best friends in front of my other best friends without second guessing mentioning their name and how it will make the vibe and i just. i didn’t have anything to do with ANY of this. all these conflicts happened outside of me and only involved me because it’s between two people o love. but i guess it wouldn’t be the first time this shit happened to me, or the second ,or the third, or th
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jingelthegayfrog · 6 months ago
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I fear if I was Orpheus I would look back. Cause if I call the girl I like at 3 am on a random Tuesday to see if we’re still friends I would so look back to see if the love of my life was still there
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padfootastic · 23 days ago
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can’t help but think of how, if we choose to go by sirius’ characterisation as a private, arrogant teen who only lets a select few into his circle, sirius’ post-azkaban life just have been such an utterly humiliating experience for him.
especially OoTP. when he has all these near strangers in his childhood house, that he hated and loved and ran away from and couldn’t ever escape. if he spent his entire pre-azkaban existence building a cold and aloof persona, not letting people know what his home life had been like, then to have all of these people get a front row seat to it because of kreacher and portrait walburga’s shenanigans must have been near unbearable. to have the entire order, including snape whom he disliked and mistrusted, hear the kinds of names he’s being called.
not only does he have to deal with the retraumatisation of his childhood, but also the fact that he’s flayed open for everyone to see. it’s not only his freedom, innocence, dignity that has been snatched from him but his privacy also. it’s such a cruel thing to experience, on top of everything else.
to have literal children, his godson who he has been kept away from all this while, whom he presumably wants to be able to look up to him, to have him see into the deepest parts of his soul. to have to be so weak in front of him. not only is he subjected to such vileness but he also cannot do anything about it.
sirius has not had a moment of peace in all the time we knew him. it is indignity upon indignity that is heaped onto him. every other character has gotten a moment of respite but him. it fully breaks my heart.
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thebennsofdallas · 2 years ago
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Bae.
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Chapter 23: The Spies
Din Djarin in every episode of The Mandalorian
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tangirlisfangirl · 5 days ago
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going fucking. INSANE with thoughts of taking care of curly post-crash.
like on one hand idk bout y’all but i would immediately put him in the cryostasis pod so he doesn’t develop any infections and doesn’t perceive any pain???
but also. imagine the tender moments.
insisting on helping anya take care of him so she never even has to ask jimmy.
little by little you take up all the duties with pure concern and selflessness to the point where she only comes in to help with diagnoses and wound dressing.
you spend almost all your free time there, just you and him alone.
sitting and resting by the cot. even falling asleep by it just so he’s not lonely.
rambling to him or playing music so he can focus on something, anything other than the pain.
making a way for him to answer simple yes’s and no’s so he can communicate somehow, have some form of free will.
fashioning him an eyepatch so his eye isn’t constantly strained.
tearing up spare bedsheets to give him new bandages.
halving the painkillers to make them last longer— yes it’s only dulled instead of fully numbed now, but it’s better than falling off a cliff into unending agony.
stroking his covered cheeks and jaw and kissing his forehead with ghostly gentle touches. you doubt he can feel it at all.
insisting he’s still in there even when everyone can’t see him the same.
joking through tears about missing his handsome face and hair and hands.
sobbing through a confession and hearing his choked cries in return.
“it’s all your fault but you still don’t deserve this.”
outside of the medbay you’re ruthless and deadly serious, spurred by a desperate need to avoid stupid mistakes and increase your chances of survival. whatever’s left of who you were before this tragedy only peeks through when you’re with him.
caring for him is representative of your own hope, that there’s a life after all this is over. once you stop trying the crew is all but doomed.
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silly-little-zio · 6 months ago
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my little sister does not feel safe at her own summer camp because of a group of kids who are openly and loudly anti zionist
my little sister does not feel safe at her own summer camp because she is jewish
MY LITTLE SISTER DESERVES TO FEEL SAFE EVERYWHERE SHE GOES
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letitbehurt · 9 months ago
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Interrogation/torture scenes where Whumper is just as gentle as they are cruel.
Their voice is soft even as they slide a serrated knife beneath Whumpee’s skin, methodically drawing out screams. Between rounds, they crouch on their heels as if calming a scared child, tilting their head to peer underneath a sweaty curtain of hair.
They ask guilessly, as blood drips steadily from the knife in their hand, “Should we try this again?”
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rottinglittleprincess · 2 years ago
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i feel trapped in some kind of wonderhall, i cannot get him out my head
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ambrosiagourmet · 11 months ago
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So the Lion was just like. Full on infantilizing her, huh
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mostly-natm · 3 months ago
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Lore keeps a baby (out of spite).
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