#idk I can’t explain it

[naviesweloveyou]

melanie martinez and chaeyoung give off the same vibe

[thatsouthernstate]

June 26-August 1, 2023

Hate to give the satisfaction asking how you're doing now

How's the castle built off people you pretend to care about?

Just what you wanted

Look at you, cool guy, you got it

I see the parties and the diamonds sometimes when I close my eyes

Six months of torture you sold as some forbidden paradise

I loved you truly

You gotta laugh at the stupidity

'Cause I've made some real big mistakes

But you make the worst one look fine

I should've known it was strange

You only come out at night

I used to think I was smart

But you made me look so naive

The way you sold me for parts

As you sunk your teeth into me

Bloodsucker

Fame fucker

Bleedin' me dry like a goddamn vampire

And every girl I ever talked to told me you were bad, bad news

You called them crazy, God, I hate the way I called 'em crazy too

You're so convincing

How do you lie without flinching?

Oh, what a mesmerizing, paralyzing, fucked up little thrill

Can't figure out just how you do it and God knows I never will

Went for me and not her

'Cause girls your age know better

I've made some real big mistakes

But you make the worst one look fine

I should've known it was strange

You only come out at night

I used to think I was smart

But you made me look so naive

The way you sold me for parts

As you sunk your teeth into me

Bloodsucker

Fame fucker

Bleedin' me dry like a goddamn vampire

You said it was true love

But wouldn't that be hard?

You can't love anyone 'cause that would mean you had a heart

I tried to help you out, now I know that I can't

'Cause how you think's the kind of thing I'll never understand

I've made some real big mistakes

But you make the worst one look fine

I should've known it was strange

You only come out at night

I used to think I was smart

But you made me look so naive

The way you sold me for parts

As you sunk your teeth into me

Bloodsucker

Fame fucker

Bleedin' me dry like a goddamn vampire

[seraqhites]

I have a creeping suspicion you’re making fun of me. WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE WAY I PHRASE THINGS LIKE IM BEING SAUR HONEST ABT THE BLOOD

WHY WOULD I MAKE FUN OF YOU

god forbid i am ever nice to you🤕

i absolutely believe you about the blood, i’m sure it’s very…irony

[viarayy01-blog]

you deserve it more

[shepscapades]

This file is named “Destruction BREAKDOWN” because of me. It’s me. I’m having the breakdown

[harveyverse]

do i ship johnny and ponyboy romantically? no. do i think they had a platonic bond that is so intense it just feels inherently queer? maybe. do i think their relationship is absolutely beautiful to the point where it makes me tear up when i think about it too much? YES.

[keferon]

*clasps your shoulders gently and looks you straight in the eye*

Keferon. Please read Ninth by Kyn on AO3. I think you would love it very much. It has a large chapter count, but don't be intimidated, it's very easy to get into. It is currently unfinished, but is being updated regularly.

You are the seventh person that recommended this fic to me so ahahahaha yeah

I’m doing great Help I hate some parts of it but I love the other parts I’m spinning in the blender

…..I made the moodboard….

[afterthefeast]

i think the reason i love eighth doctor stuff so much is that because doctor who didn’t really exist for a lot of it basically every installment is radically different in vibe tone story philosophy interpretation of the show etc etc. every single writer seemed to disagree on what the point of c’rizz was or how much of a dick the doctor should be or in the edas literally what actual colour a real man’s eyes were. but absolutely all of them were united by the belief that paul mcgann was kinda hot and they should torture the doctor about it

[eat-rock]

“nobody understands me” but not in the “edgy suffering from teenager syndrome mad at mom” kind of way, but the “lonely isolating young adult realization that the specific combination of mental illnesses and past experiences i’ve had have resulted in a pattern of behaviors that are often misinterpreted and misconstrued by others” type of way

[dreamspring]

mergana is crazy bc like what’s going on between them is so much more fucked up than “”shipping”” or sexual attraction. they’re literally both gay for other people while going through a 30 year divorce arc with each other. they hate each other they’re the only ones who understand each other. he’s the only one who could have saved her she’s the only mistake he can’t take back. her destiny AND her doom. hello.

[lunar-years]

Surfing is kind of the best, I have found the perfect sport to watch whilst knitting. Each heat is 30 minutes long and often mostly nothing happens so you just get to listen to soothing ocean noises until the commentators start popping off because a good wave has come along. Then you get to look up and see hot people surfing rad waves for a hot sec. A whale just breached in the background of the women’s semifinals? Incredible stuff.

[artsymeeshee]

one of those nights

[silkenbow]

shaney doodles

[colesterstrudel]

@musicismylife120191

TED LASSO — 2.06 “The Signal”.

[zorosdimples]

ITADORI YUUJI X READER ⟢ mdni. vaginal fingering + feelings.

The sky weeps plentifully, washing the horizon silver. Tears pelt the towering magnolia outside your window, pooling in pointed petals and veined leaves before overflowing, coursing downward to plink onto the sodden earth.

Your bedroom is the same shade of grey. But it’s warmer in here, shared breath and body heat keeping the room alive. The steady rainfall is drowned out by pleased sounds: fluttery whimpers to rival the whipping wind, heady moans more electric than lightning, groans that rumble deeper than thunder.

“One more—hm? Please?” Yuuji mumbles into your jaw, nipping at the flesh with his canines.

Two of his fingers caress you deeply, exploring your innermost heat with tender precision. It’s a day of rest, of respite, of falling apart beneath him over and over and over. His thumb teases your aching clit, coaxing you further toward the precipice, the rough pad of his digit an insistent pull that promises ecstasy.

The whole time (for hours, it feels) his eyes never leave your face, not even for a split second. Wells of sticky honey soak in every crinkle of your eyelid and twitch of your lip. The tiniest pockmark on your forehead and hair on your cheek is dear to him—a vital brushstroke in the art of your being.

There’s something that yawns within Yuuji, cracks his rib cage open and yearns—no, insists—on memorizing every aspect of you. He has always hungered, ever since he was a young boy. He hungered for love and connection and meaning and a full belly. But you stir something vital within him.

He wants to consume you; he wants to devour everything you do. The quirk of your brow and the tinkle of your laugh and the curve of you nail—they all pluck a chord within him that he didn’t know he had. It’s so innate, so in balance with his soul that he no longer knows what he would do without you. A part of you will forever live with him.

Nothing about you is unfamiliar to the sorcerer; perhaps he knows you better than you know yourself. It’s why he insists that you continue, why he has a knowing smile tucked into his lips when you cry out his name and dribble around his fingers. It’s why he allows you to greedily lick yourself up from his skin and settle into his lap, asking for more with a rock of your hips, asking for him.