#am I right folks?

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Expertise can't help you here.

[zoetekauwoc]

Ohhhhhh Evelyn 💕

[no-u-it-me-red]

They need to create a support group for people who take stinky dumps and have to share a cramped hotel room with their whole family who are apparently rose petal shitters:( this is traumatizing

[nothernghostbat]

the comic I'm reading is killing me

[silverheart2]

thinkin bout shakira

[wltsquareih]

[post-it-notes7]

it's that time again

[shinynewmemories]

Katniss in her Pre-Peeta Era: " Being out in the woods with Gale . . . sometimes I was actually happy. " Also Katniss (in the cave with Peeta):

" 'And right when your song ended, I knew— just like your mother — I was a goner,' Peeta says. 'Then for the next eleven years, I tried to work up the nerve to talk to you.' 'Without success,' I add. 'Without success. So, in a way, my name being drawn in the reaping was a real piece of luck,' says Peeta. For a moment, I’m almost foolishly happy [...] " Also Katniss (in bed with Peeta):

" 'You didn’t have any nightmares last night,' he says. He’s right. For the first time in ages I’ve slept through the night. 'I had a dream, though,' I say, thinking back. 'I was following a mockingjay through the woods. For a long time. It was Rue, really. I mean, when it sang, it had her voice.' 'Where did she take you?' he says, brushing my hair off my forehead. 'I don’t know. We never arrived,' I say. 'But I felt happy.' " Also Katniss (in love with Peeta):

" As I drift off, I try to imagine that world, somewhere in the future, with no Games, no Capitol. A place like the meadow in the song I sang to Rue as she died. Where Peeta’s child could be safe. [...] When I wake, I have a brief, delicious feeling of happiness that is somehow connected with Peeta. "

[taravangians-storming-balls]

Moash hand me that knife I need to kill szeth's spren

[sk3tch404]

Yandere Chrollo Kissing Thought

A/n: Proof read enough to get sick of 3 paragraphs, grammatical errors(?) tbh just sentence structure dw, and teeth. A paragraph about teeth. Thank u and good night.

Chrollo is waiting for the right moment to kiss you. He wants it to be magical, other worldly, just as enchanting as he fantasizes it to be; the plush flesh of your lips and tease of your tongue already invading his mind. Are you the type to be shy and only caress your tongue against his time and time again, or are you bold and willing to give every fiber of yourself to him? Swirling, interlocking, and roping around each other sloppily-- it's the thing of every man's dream.

He wants to feel the structure of your teeth through your warm lips, the outward curve of your lower face clashing against his. Would it be weird if he let his tongue slip across your teeth and to your gums? Occasionally, of course. Chrollo finds the idea of feeling the texture and shape of each individual tooth slotted in the wet, firm insides of your jaw alluring. He longs to study your body, to worship it like it was meant to be. Treasure and read it over repeatedly like the many books he's stowed away in his personal collection of stolen items.

But how to do that without you trying to scratch his face off like an ungrateful house cat? Seems like only time will tell. For now, he'll just stick to kissing your cheeks while you're dead asleep, or ghosting his lips over your shoulders if your guard is down on a good day. Chrollo wants you to at least tolerate him-- which also already seems light years away-- but woe is him for trying to give you a semblance of his affection for you. He's already got you in his unyielding hold, now he just has to play the long game. And it's not like he's worried about rushing things. You two are going to stay together for a very long time, so you'll give in sooner or later. He knows you, and you'll have to.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Having the Pool Dream again, handsome?

[supposethismatters]

Yeah, it really makes me wonder what try-hard even means in this context. Who tf even is trying to do or say anything with their airplane entertainment choice? That’s between you and god (if you pay the extra fee to be connected to god during your flight)

[ministarfruit]

day 27: diamond ♡

(femslashfeb prompt list)

[princeyam]

rei and volo

[sparring-spirals]

god that last post really reignited the corner of my brain dedicated to Lovin Fearne hours.

Fearne is the Most Sincere Liar you will ever meet. Yes she is lying to you but she does mean it. Also she loves you <3 and that's why she's taking your wallet <3

[liatai]

Question!

Neurodivergent peeps of Tumblr, I have a question.

I know that "nonverbal" or "selectively mute" are specific terms that mean "I cannot force words out no matter how hard I try," so... is there a term for "I can speak if I have to, but right now it requires extra energy?"

Like, I'm autistic. I have times where I can speak and even hold conversations, but stringing a verbal sentence together takes effort, the same kind of effort lifting a heavy load with your body would but in your mind. I can be perfectly eloquent and verbose in text when this happens, and sometimes I'll even make some of the limited signs I know in ASL without an issue, but speaking aloud uses up all my mental RAM and I can feel the metaphorical fans of my mind-computer whirring in overdrive. X3;

It's exhausting, too. Usually if I've been verbally social for a while, that's when it kicks in.

I can understand spoken words just as well as other times when this happens, as long as I don't have to speak to reply. If I have to speak, the mental effort and stamina needed to do it tends to push details aside in an endeavor to save processing power. ^^;

I know autism is a spectrum, and I'm hoping someone might have a name for this "not QUITE nonverbal but verbal words are VERY hard right now" feeling ^^; "Partially nonverbal" or "partially selectively mute" doesn't seem quite right.

Help?