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yeesiine · 1 year ago
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dumblr · 1 year ago
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elinormakara · 2 months ago
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PUBLISHED: Ryomen Sukuna Fanfic Rework
Chapter One: Malevolent Shrine - Christmas Story REWORK for the fanfic Ryomen Sukuna x Fem!Reader: Rebirth has now been published on my Wattpad and AO3 accounts for your reading pleasure. :) This rework has been done to match the writing style of the chapters that follow - the original script format wasn't best suited.
Now that I have uploaded it I've realised how much longer the chapter is, I hope you can all enjoy this. :)
Please find my Wattpad and AO3 account links in my bio under 'My Links'. Enjoy and thank you for reading my work! ((WARNING: 18+ MATURE CONTENT, MINORS DNI))
A Christmassy sketch I done last Christmas when I fell in love with his true self ~ He's a hunky hunk ~
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frame-narrative · 2 months ago
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perlen-gold · 6 months ago
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Anyone else writing fanfics/stories by hand?? ✍️
Look, I know I belong to an all but extinct species but cross my heart, is there anyone else here who actually writes their stories and/or fics with an old-fashioned pen BY HAND like me? 🤔🤔🤔
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Please reblog for better results! :D
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shihlun · 1 year ago
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ratslay3r · 20 days ago
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do-you-ever-consider-death · 4 months ago
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i've loved people and
i've lost people and
i've lived and
i've learned and
life hasn't always been kind
relationships begin and
they're beautiful but then they end and
more often than not they're messy and
what am i supposed to do?
how were humans meant to love so deeply
when no matter how hard we try
a relationship is doomed?
what am i even saying?
this isn't like me and
i'm sorry if it's stressing you out but
i've been thinking a lot about the inevitability of death recently
but if i'm being honest
(which i am because you're only paper - i can't hurt you)
death is the least tragic way for a relationship to end
(you're a dead tree but now you're here with me - do you understand?)
how can you meet someone and
love them so much and
laugh at their jokes and
get drunk together and
cry about how unfair life is and
take aesthetic photos together and
plan a future together and
go out to dinner and
swap stupid stories and
create inside jokes and
speak in vine references and
create a life together and
grow together and
make memories and
love love love only
for them to decide one day on a horrible truth: “you aren't enough for me anymore”
:(
people change
i understand that but
is it always so sudden?
i learned from my books that
it's a gradual decline
a slow erosion
sad but beautiful
a mutual split with so much love left behind
not... this
it isn't supposed to be this
why couldn't it be like the books?
like it was with my childhood friends?
maybe it's that
I didn't love them as much as you?
or maybe we were never meant to be?
our paths crossed but our souls weren't meant to meet
i wish we'd never met but
that's not really true
now is it?
i just wish it went differently, i guess...
why a thunderstorm
instead of a gentle rain?
was it the same for you
as it was for me?
the people who love me don't like you anymore
i say i understand and
i believe a part of me does but
i don't understand it
i don't understand how
i'm supposed to sit
in a shattered reality and
pretend i saw this coming
my world is shattered and
yet i love you and
how is that fair?
my world is in pieces yet i love
they all say i'm better off and
i think they're right and
time is a great healer but
i wish i could stop defending you
maybe it's true i hurt you but you never told me that and
you hurt me too and
i really wish i could hate you for that and
just move on
but here i sit
books torn apart
glass shatterd
completely displaced
still i defend you, or
at least i defend what we had as
the red alert blares -
all the things i couldn't see before but
i pick up the pieces you left me with
i put on my glasses and i look back and
i still love you despite all this
after all, broken rose colored lenses are still rose colored
and i still love you.
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So I wrote this today while I was at work because my brain has been super active and I dropped a hard line while I was writing in my head - after that, this piece was born.
I found out a few days ago that my uncle is going into hospice and I’ve just been …really sad? This is obviously not about that and it isn’t about anyone specific either.
I’ve just been thinking a lot the nature of human relationships and longing. About how funny we really are. About all the people I have loved that I still do but I don’t talk to them anymore, I don’t even remember where they are.
And I’ll admit,it felt really good to write.
I wrote this by hand on some loose leaf I have at my desk.
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There is something so beautiful about us, about how temporary we are, about the process of art.
I just love humans. I love our nature and our desire to love despite it all. And I am so grateful I have allowed myself to love despite the possibility of pain or betrayal. Because the people that still love me are so special to me and I love them with all of my heart and I am eternally grateful I exist at the same time as they do.
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youdonthavetocallmedarlinnn · 3 months ago
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I was reminded that I had some of these saved from the past few months. I think it's important to have something that you can use as a continual representation of how you feel or what you're striving towards. I choose quotes by people I admire and who I believe have extremely important messages to share then I share them with others.
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Roger's written lyrics for Have a Cigar.
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sunafterthestorm · 9 months ago
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I long for whispers I never hear from you.
Soft groans that say
(I am yours)
Your smile against my cheek and
Your fingers against my lips
(I am yours)
I long for the space between us
To be filled with electricity
So I can feel you
Even when you are not here to say
(I am yours)
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dumblr · 2 years ago
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Not to be over dramatic or anything but the decline in popularity of hand written letters is one of the most disappointing decisions we have made as a modern society.
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elinormakara · 4 days ago
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Possible Valentines Fanfic Story?
A little update about the fanfics I'm currently working on.
Firstly, Ryomen Sukuna: Rebirth, it's taking me ages to work through (I know), I've almost finished typing up chapter four. Although, I may need to split the chapter into two. It's ended up being longer than I expected. I've been typing it up gradually while working on other projects ~
Secondly, I am indeed working on a Dabi fanfic, this will not be published until I've finished writing the first draft then typed up & edited, so this will be a long while but so far I have three drafted chapters ~ ((Unlike the Ryomen Sukuna fanfic I want to start finishing my stories before I start to publish them, Sukuna's story is very much a continuous work in progress))
((Possible Valentines Story??)) Thirdly, this week I got the crazy urge to write a Portgas D Ace story. I started writing it on Tuesday (4th). I wrote a whole draft that day and have started editing, typing up and adding better scenes to the first draft. I'm not sure if I will be able to get it out by Valentines day but I will try! On another note I have sketched an art piece I'd like to develop into a digital artpiece for this fanfic. If you're interested in reading any of my fanfic stoires please find them on my Wattpad & Ao3 accounts, in my bio under 'My Links', enjoy! ((WARNING: 18+ ONLY!!))
Thank you for reading my little update and I hope you can look forward to these exciting stories just as much as I love writing them for you!
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Free Writing on my lunch break again, feedback is welcome :)
(Will come back later with a reblog of typed text I know my handwriting is horrid)
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ellenhenryart · 9 months ago
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(via "I Don't Work Here" Classic T-Shirt for Sale by ellenhenry)
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tilbageidanmark · 10 months ago
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A handwritten note, scrawled in Arabic on a torn cigarette pack, was discovered on the ground last week in Pozzallo as migrants filed off a ship. It was from someone initialed “A” to someone else initialed “R.”
“I wanted to be with you,” read the note. “Don’t you dare forget me. I love you very much. My wish is for you not to forget me. Be well my love. A loves R. I love you.”
(From)
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