#i feel homesick now
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supernova3space · 4 months ago
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God Of Small Things by Arundhati Roy. (1997 Booker Prize Winner)
My heart is feeling stuff. So much stuff. So much.
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cicicolorao · 11 months ago
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Fun mindless doodling :)))
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ofmermaidstories · 2 months ago
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my old fandom currently has a second wind and i’m seeing angsty AUs for it everywhere and it feels like. homesickness.
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itslookingback · 7 months ago
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lemongrablothbrok · 8 months ago
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So...last night I was watching this video of Led Zeppelin doing "Dazed and Confused" live, and I saw something that broke my heart and made me fall in love with Jonesy even more.
It happens between 5:48 and 6:20 (right at the beginning of the proto-"Achilles Last Stand" riff). Jonesy and Bonham have this moment where Bonzo looks sad and Jonesy looks concerned and then reassuring and they have this whole beautifully candid and emotional wordless exchange and I can't even-
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(It's in the freaking thumbnail! A still from this moment is the thumbnail for the whole ass 10+ minute video asdfghjkl)
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strawbebbiesart · 5 months ago
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201km 🏘️💕🚌
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127luvr · 1 year ago
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hey 🩷 i just moved to a dorm since my uni is in another city and i’m a little bit down cause i miss my cats and dog (and my home in general) 😭😭😭😭
so can i request a mark fic where he’s your roommate, he notices you’re kinda sad and tries to cheer you up?? 🥺 it’d be pretty awkward cause mark and reader are two strangers but it works and makes them closer 😞
maybe i can romanticize my stay here lmao
Make your day ₊ ⊹☼
Mark Lee x Male Reader
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There are still unpacked boxes that litter your half of the room. They’re halfway open—a sign that you had started to unpack only to give up after not finding your new bedsheets. You glare at the cardboard from the bare mattress that you lay on—curled up into the smallest shape you could accomplish while still being comfortable. There are too many emotions that sit heavy on your chest, the more prominent one being anger.
Angry at your family for leaving you to fend for yourself in this dorm room—angry at how you packed the boxes with no particular order—angry at your roommate who has yet to show their face.
It makes you uneasy. The bare wall on their half of the room. The bare mattress that mirrors yours, only a few feet away. It wasn’t that your side was any better—still just as bare with nothing but boxes to decorate your side of the flooring. It was that there was no one to inhabit it yet.
You don’t know how long it had been since you closed your eyes, but when you came to you could hear another voice in the room. It was quiet—cautious almost—as they paced back and forth from the door and halfway into the room. You kept your eyes closed, making sure to keep your breathing even as the discomfort of your position finally settled in.
“I have to go, Johnny, I don’t want to be loud and wake my roommate up. It’d be such an asshole move.” He’s trying his hardest to whisper, to bring the phone close enough to his mouth where he barely speaks audibly but he fails. His voice still carries its way to your ears as you stir. “Dude you should’ve seen how he was sleeping—all scrunched up like a baby. I couldn’t tell if it was comfortable or not.” You scrunch your face up in embarrassment, finally feeling the blanket that was covering your body. It’s hesitant—almost as if it was floating above you rather than keeping you warm. “I’m not taking a picture that’s creepy. Byeeee I’ll text you.”
It’s not your blanket.
You can tell that much by the way it smells. Unfamiliar—but comforting.
You finally open your eyes, blinking several times to get well accustomed to the overhead lighting. You can see him from where you lay your head. He’s standing with his hand on top of the dorm’s desk, balancing himself while he scrolls endlessly on his phone. He’s unaware of your (e/c) eyes watching him—maybe it’s better that way. It lets you take him in on your own time. Study how he moves without it being weird. New people always made you nervous but your first impression of him was hard to describe. He sounded nice—an interesting tone to his voice as he elongated his words with whoever he was on the phone with.
He moves his gaze from his phone to you. The sudden eye contact startles you. His eyes are wide—curious—as they move back and forth from you to his screen. He decides to put his phone away, giving you his full attention. This makes you sit up, fully alert as you let the blanket cover your legs.
“I didn’t know if you wanted to be woken up—or if you had any blankets in your boxes but I didn’t want to rummage through your stuff so I just gave you one of mine. I hope you don’t mind, I don’t want you to think I’m weird—haha—but I didn’t want to leave you cold or anything. Sorry.” He scratches the back of his neck, pulling at the cross necklace that sits high on his collarbones. “I’m Mark.”
Mark.
“I’m (Y/n). And I really appreciate it. I didn’t mean to fall asleep—but here’s to my first nap in this dorm room I guess.” You hear Mark chuckle, a smile making its way to your lips when you hear it. It’s an unusual start, not your typical meeting with someone you’ll be living with for the next chapter of your life but it makes it worthwhile.
“I can help you unpack if you want, get settled in. I love that kind of stuff.” He’s lying. Mark noticed how all of your boxes were open—rummaged through halfway before you decided to give up since everything reminded you of home. Some of the stuff still had a few pieces of your pets’ fur and although Mark didn’t pick up on some of it, he was still very perceptive. He knew just exactly what you were going through while you sat with your shoulders slumped, still gripping his blanket on your lap. “I also brought some snacks, if you want to share. They’re going to be in the bottom drawer next to the desk. My parents send me a few things in bulk every now and then. They take their Costco membership very serious.”
You stare at him in awe, unable to hide your admiration for this complete stranger. But you don’t care. Mark was one of those people that made you feel like you’ve known him forever. He provided a sense of comfort you didn’t know you could feel away from home.
“I’d like that a lot, Mark. You’re already a lot better than the friends I have.” You manage to get another laugh out of him, his nose scrunching up with the rest of his face as he’s unable to contain himself.
Cute.
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alackofghosts · 1 year ago
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but you, i'll give you my morning / i'll give you my day
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hella1975 · 1 year ago
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all hate to tiktok for taking 'having a space to more openly and actively talk about different cultures' to mean 'cultures are NOT to be shared and we must be vigilantly defensive of our cultures for fear of appropriation, a word that can be applied to any multicultural interaction'. like of course cultural appropriation is a very real problem but ive seen with the access to global multicultural conversation that tiktok provides it's made people TERRIFIED to even interact with cultures other than their own for fear of 'doing it wrong'. like at some point you have to acknowledge that in the real world of the great outdoors, the majority of people are eager to SHARE their cultures. yes there are ignorant questions and biases but also... how do you think those things get unlearnt? i dont understand how deciding that multiculturalism is an elephant in the room instead of a normal thing that should just be talked about and lived with is supposed to benefit anyone? and kids on tiktok are CONVINCED that it's a time bomb of a conversation to have and therefore must be avoided at all costs but like. people generally LOVE their home and their culture and are PROUD of it and want to share it. how have we made it so that showing genuine interest and a desire to understand something so integral to a person's identity is now feared and borderline demonised?
#thinking about this a lot lately. thinking about how fun it was comparing cultural differences in america#thinking of how when i was homesick one thing i found a great comfort in was talking about my home#and how it differed and i really loved and appreciated it when people would ask me about england#in a way that they genuinely just wanted to learn about it and not to take the piss#thinking about how the kitchen at work has chefs from all over europe. we have an irish chef and a spanish chef and an italian chef#and one of the kps is from eastern europe (i havent actually been able to find out where yet) etc and the way they banter with each other#like usually chefs are Problematic bc their humour is VERY abrasive and usually offensive#but this is one instance where it's actually to their benefit bc they're so unafraid to ADDRESS THE FACT THEY HAVE DIFFERENT CULTURES#i feel like the tiktok gen are so petrified of even acknowledging other cultures let alone discussing them#that it's actually sending the conversation backwards. like how does hoarding your culture and pretending it's not there benefit anyone#LET ALONE YOU AND THE CULTURE IN QUESTION. idk it just baffles me a bit that something that started as people on tiktok#genuinely spreading information and talking about the BAD side of this where people DO culturally appropriate or invade spaces that arent#theirs has now become 'for fear of speaking bad about it we will not speak about it at all'. and they'll crucify you if you do. like what#even at uni my best mate is indian and she's too scared to join the sikh society on her own so i regularly go to the events with her#and im typically one of the handful (or the only) white non-sikh there and i get SO welcomed each time#like there's such a genuine excitement to share the culture with someone who is effectively a blank slate#and like yeah ill ask 'dumb' questions or i'll have different experiences (tried a samosa for the first time at one of these events#and the moment that info got out i had like five STRANGERS trying to give me different samosas to try and it was genuinely such#a laugh bc yes they were TEASING me bc 'how have you never had one' but they were also really eager to share MORE as a result)#ugh idk what im saying. i just think it's a shame to watch this happen in real time on the internet#when if people would just go outside and actually TALK to people from other cultures they'd realise 9 times out of 10 the interactions#are actually really really nice for BOTH parties. and actually refusing to talk about this stuff is long-term pretty fucking detrimental#and it also goes the other way!!! like imagine if i - citizen of colonisation motherland herself - didn't interact with other cultures#and didnt ask questions or hear their opinions on whatever shared history we have from THEIR POINT OF VIEW#imagine the kind of shit id be internalising bc i only hung out with other white british people. it wouldnt matter if i was doing it#to be woke or 'respect their culture'. it would still be fucking ignorant. like half my interactions with other cultures#see me as the butt of the joke bc of this like aforementioned irish chef at work VOCALLY slates the english all the time#but it's done in an environment where we're FRIENDS and it's poking fun at each other while still addressing a very serious history. like??#idk if any of this is worded in a way that makes sense but yeah. i have thoughts#cant believe i got inspired to make an actually serious post bc of the CHEFS AT WORK. embarrassing. no one let them see this
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trans-stew · 7 months ago
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a problem with by trans for trans fiction is that it's generally really good and I connect with the stories and characters but I can't really talk about or recommend them to cis people (aka everyone I know irl) because...... the books will talk about messy tranny stuff or be very blunt about common egg experiences that seem weird or suspicious to people who aren't trans and it's like..... the cis won't get it or just shouldn't know about some of this but it sucks because I want to talk about the stories but can't just drop "I'm reading a book about trans women who hunt and eat men's balls" or "so then the scene changes to the force fem basement" in the cishet group chat discord without getting very concerned looks
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corvid-language-library · 1 month ago
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Flights to the UK booked and we're going with Air China again because apparently the alternative is China Eastern and the internet says both are largely the same so I'll take the devil I know
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sodrippy · 4 months ago
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google will i ever stop wishing to escape to summer five years ago?
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hopeinthebox · 10 months ago
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tagged by the tastemaker @cordiallyfuturedwight for the january receipts and would you believe it i'm actually on time
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tagging a few favs: @aprylynn @jiminsproof @thvinyl @jimin-gaon @visionsofgideontheninth @btscontentenjoyer @kimchokejin @jihopesjoint @eoieopda @monismochi <333 and you too if you fancy it
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celestie0 · 7 months ago
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okay pls the kickoff!gojo beach hc’s are toooo real but also is the donut shop in question seaside in newport
anon. i—
i seriously cannot believe this rn 😭
im about to go to bed n i was gonna queue some asks up for tomorrow but i saw this come into my inbox like a minute ago and my jaw literally DROPPED
YES!!! 😭😭😭😭😭😭 OF ALL THE FUCKIN DONUT SHOPS IN THE WORLD, SEASIDE IS THE EXACT DONUT SHOP I WAS THINKING OF. AND NEWPORT BEACH IS ALSO THE EXACT BEACH I WAS THINKING OF WHILE DREAMING UP THE KICKOFF BEACH DATE HEADCANONS PLS IM SO GAGGED RN
how tf did you know??????? is it bc of the apple fritter?? lmfao i know their apple fritters are super popular but im just so shocked rn at how u guessed 😭😭 wtf. i mean ik i mentioned socal too bahaha so that narrows it down but still SHEEESH im sure u live in my area thats gotta be the only explanation lmfao
man i think im gonna go to newport next weekend all this talk ab a date at the beach n the fact one of my readers guessed the exact donut shop n place im planning to include in a future chapter 🥲 screaming
imma take pictures of all the spots i imagine kickoff couple visiting n post a moodboard that is tailored just for them ✋🏼😭
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iero · 7 months ago
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Was so proud of myself yesterday because I didn't have a panic attack for the first day in easily a month to immediately have one as soon as I got back to the place today... When will this end?
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ccorinthian · 6 days ago
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I miss Greggs
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