#me showering my mutuals with love

[kimtaegis]

three superheroes, anpanman! for @sopekooks ♡

cr. jung-koook

[misc-obeyme]

CC HOW ARE WE DOING??

I can’t shut about the new barb drop I need to harass my barb moots 😩

AHHHH.

Listen if there's one thing I'm completely unhinged about, it's Barbatos and OMG OMG that CARD.

The only thing I ever felt I'd spend my one UR+ voucher on is the Barbatos shower card... and I had enough of those ridiculous UR+ jokers to skill level up. Spent all my Grimm unlocking the devil's tree to get to that premium card because I HAD to have it on my homescreen. Promptly lost my mind over his lines and the cute little indulgent laugh he does asdlkfkjf.

I am not at all feeling like I wanna write a nsfw scenario based on the one line he says nope definitely not.

It's really such a pretty premium picture, too. Like we get his lovely smile and all that SKIN and his beautiful hair and then there's like that window with the moon in the background even?!?

LOL what I'm totally normal I swear.

ANYWAY I hope he comes home to you as well if he hasn't already!!

[spotaus]

Me frfr ^

I've been reading a fic today as a treat for finally being on vacation, and when I say I've just been entranced I mean it. (Also. The fic in question is @ancientschampionau 's well, Ancients & Champions fic lol! It's captivated me >:])

[raytm]

I know I don’t technically owe anyone and explanation but I want to put out there what’s going on and why I may have distanced myself or ended up losing mutuals because of cut contact.

on October eleventh my cat of eighteen years got put to sleep, which, has left me feeling empty and without reason to really do anything ? I was still working for a while and managing things but it progressed to a point where I was pacing any minute I was not doing anything and couldn’t sleep, spent the nights pacing the length of our property sometimes for hours at a time. my mum took me to the ER and they gave me sedatives which while acted to soothe it for a little bit didn’t solve the issue. when I returned home and was still exhibiting the symptoms she confronted me saying my cat was dead and I needed to get over it which ? was the last straw for me, she was screaming I was cowering it wasn’t fun. since then I’ve been staying with a friend who has taken me in and I’ve made progress but sleeping at night is still panic inducing for me and even with medication sometimes the insomnia still wins, I’ve been to the ER a few more times over the past two months and thankfully the pacing has stopped but the sleeping issues haven’t improved to the point where I’m able to sleep normally ? I still don’t know when it’s going to happen. I’m getting my PC from my mums house on the 28th so hopefully I’ll be able to write again but with how exhausted I am it can be difficult to even do the things I need to function day to day. I’ve had to give up my jobs as well so it’s just ? An on going ordeal. It’s been a rough two months but tbh I didn’t think I was going to make it to Christmas and I have so I’m just quietly hoping it improves even if it is slowly.

[lavendarneverlands]

Sometimes when I can’t sleep I scroll through tumblr and see my little notification icon saying one of my friends is interacting with a post and for a second I’m like what are they doing up so late? — they need to get some sleep❣️I hope their okay🫶 — and then I remember… I am also on tumblr… at a godforsaken time… wide awake😂 … and I’m really starting to think Tumblr was made for insomniacs, night-shifts, & friends in different timezones of the world🤣

[ashfdhfgdsfk]

might remake to a new account entirely and change the name i go by

[glass-trash-bab]

There's something deeply wrong with me

[twomanyfandomshelp]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers 💕

Thank you so much for the ask sweet anon! I’ve gotten this ask a couple times, so if I accidentally repeated anything I’m sorry but I have a really bad memory lol

1. A nice long, hot shower when I don’t have anything to do afterwards so I can just stand/sit in the hot water and decompress

2. How happy my dogs are to see me whenever I come home, no matter how long I’ve been gone. There’ve been times when I went to take out the trash and when I got back they were just as excited as they were when I had been gone for a week on vacation.

3. Whenever one of my mutuals tags me in anything or sends me an ask. I love interacting with my mutuals and it makes me feel so happy when they think of me.

4. Cooking and baking. I love both activities, they’re so calming and I feel really good when I see people enjoying something that I made.

5. Swimming and being in the water in general. I don’t really like the ocean, but I love pools and lakes. When I was little my parents called me a fish because sometimes they would have to literally drag me out of the pool in order to get me to leave. We live about an hour from a pretty big lake, and every so often during the summer we’ll rent a boat and spend the whole day on the lake with our group of family friends. We’ll go tubing, swimming, and my dad will bring burgers and hotdogs to grill at one of the parks. My grandma lives up in Michigan, the Great Lake state, and she lives on two lakes. One is in her backyard which isn’t really a swimming lake, but it’s great for kayaking, going out on her paddle boat, or fishing for blue gill and bass and such. The other lake is across the street and it’s the kinda lake where you can swim and tube and putz around in your boat. It’s mostly pontoons, sailboats, and speedboats.

This got a lot longer than I meant for it to be but oh well

[dragonheartstring360]

where there is no proof, there is no love

[kerosene-saint]

thanks tik tok for causing the worst paranoid breakdown I've had in about two years

[bearsgrove]

im going to Fucking CRY i love my friends

[strawheart-pirate]

Just know whenever I see the blogs I look up to, that are like a deity to me, liking my posts or even following me I giggle and kick my feet in the air 🫶

[mightbesmall]

a lil tier list i made on how well i'd get along with twst characters (-rollo cause i forgot him). not my original idea btw, i just thought it was neat.

DEUCE'S MUM HAS GOT IT GOIN' ONNN!!!😍😍

I don't like neige at all tbh.

And i'm petty asf and don't like being watched so no matter how much i adore rook, we wouldn't get along after book 5. Jamil just wouldn't like me nor would leona honestly.

[worldhell-archiving]

💕

🐝  *  ―  let’s bring some more positivity to the rpc by brightening someone’s day ! anonymously or not, send 💕 or ( ‘HEART’ ) for me to randomly pick one of my mutuals and write at least two things about why i love seeing them on my dash, writing with them, talking to them, etc.

@spatzenn

Two things would be an injustice to the intensity of love and admiration I have for spatzen! I am so heavily invested in everything they write on their blog because oh my god it's absolutely beautiful. I am genuinely in awe? At how wonderfully abstract and detailed their writing is that I do, without a doubt, read everything they post with heart eyes. The Levi portrayal?? The inner thoughts?? The description of his emotions that level on complete canon and immensely descriptive depth?? Do they know they own my heart?? It's inspiring!! How beautifully they write their Levi and bless the dash along with all my dearest and precious mutuals. Anyone and everyone who write Levi are so, so impressive, that I give them my soul, my body, my life.

If you are not following spatzen you are doing yourself and me a disservice because wow WOW WWOWOWOWOW marry me thank you. Seriously though a fantastic and friendly (AND SO WELCOMING AND EASY TO APPROACH) writer with a beautifully written muse who can and should kick my ass. Kisses, smooches, my love- I cry real tears, of how much I appreciate and admire.

[boomerang109]

i feel sad, but truly i think i am bitter and tired. last night, i almost made a mistake that could’ve been fatal. i wonder why my psychiatrist didn’t think to mention that alcohol mixed with my medication could be fatal? i am newly 21, i enjoyed two drinks to celebrate, and then when i got home, what if i hadn’t been responsible enough to check the interactions. what if i had foolishly trusted in another? trusted my psychiatrist to have done her job, to have warned a newly 21 year old that this new medication could not be taken with drink. i’m lucky i know better than to trust, but i wake up longing. longing for someone to trust, someone there who cares if i woke up, who will sit by my side as i struggle to get out of bed, who will care if i eat or not. i am bitter because i have to go home for the summer and be this person for my father. i have to be smiles and sunshine and warmth and encouragement, even though i will be nothing more than a child watching their father fall apart. i know my father’s pain (of being alone with a debilitating health condition, of being too deep in mental illness to even admit an issue) too well to leave him alone, to say “no, i am newly 21 and i don’t want to come home and care for you, i need to care for myself.” i know such a boundary would be fair, but i wake everyday alone and it hurts. i cant inflict that on someone who’s asked me to be there. i’ve long known that my life wasn’t about me, it was about stopping others from feeling so miserable as i do. and i can do that for my dad. but i feel sad and alone, i am bitter and tired

[winter-tospring]

I want to thank my wife for making me see the color pink in a new light; making it a joyous event for me, instead of something I roll my eyes at. Associating it with her is the best thing that could have happened to my relationship to it. It's genuinely happy for me now, because I know it makes her happy. And I feel protective, and in that feeling, grows a defensive stubbornness to have more pink and more softness.

My heart just burstssss 💓with the desire to surround her with all the pretty things. With all the soft, blooming pink adornments i could find, to make her feel light, loved, and more precious than the stars.

I love that she's the softest soul I've ever known. I treasure her unabashed love of cute things, pretty, silly things I wouldn't have opened my heart to before. She's the smartest and most knowledgeable person I know, and her humor matching mine was like endless cherries on top of what I already was incredibly humbled to be a part of with her. There's something so grounding about the light-hearted moments; I really started realizing that in the past months. She makes me laugh all day, and she laughs with me, and even what I do and what I joke about can make her smile to tears. I'm starstruck by it, because she's a wonder to behold in those moments, and because it makes me feel so liked... I go shy in my heart, and smile to myself. One of the greatest joys.

I'm in awe that I get to know all parts of her, equally. Her resolution of spirit, her encyclopedic brain, her balm of a laugh, her lazy touch, her corny jokes, and so much more... To have known and adored her as someone online, then a friend, and to now know and adore her intimately, constantly makes me feel so privileged and wonderstruck.

She makes me look twice at simplicity, and awards my heart with beauty and meaning that I wouldn't have found had she not pointed to it. Trinkets, patterns, details, words, and actions; I think life is fizzing within her, and she cares so much because she can feel it all for how invaluable it is. She lives through the kind of heart I've aimed to carry in myself. I cultivate the thoughts to behave with intention, but she truly feels it all, second after second, and to watch her is to love life a thousandfold.

I try harder because of her, I wait longer because of her, I give my body pause for appreciation of what's around me, of what beauty could be found in it. I watch her watch things, and take notes. I give pause to more, in general, to feel the length of moments and savor them, and I start to understand that relaxing and nothingness have value in them, beyond preservation, or restoration. Sitting there with you is a treasure in itself. I know it, but my instincts take me out of what I know in my core to be true, for fear, that just being here wouldn't be enough. You brush fears gently with your warmth, and keep me embraced for long enough to feel, that I'm right where I should be.

She brightens everything with her gentleness and her uncorrupted stance in herself, which I admire so greatly. Seemingly uninfluenced by trends and outside opinion, she remains so effortlessly herself that her taste is truly hers, and it's so rare, and inspiring. She's like a true free spirit. She knows what she sees in things, and in others, and she's not afraid to compliment and acknowledge, even the smallest things. Victories are a many, every day, when you are around her. It's so light, so unburdened. All a continuation of communication and cooperation, and sadness, and comfort, and good faith, and care, leading us to all the finish lines we ever start.

I want her warmth to be held and celebrated for the gift that it is. I long to spend all my time embellishing her world the way she does mine. My love is hers, always deepening, filling endlessly with memories to look back on. I want more pictures than one can store, and I'm so happy about it. I used to delete without care, and now I want to overflow in folders of us.

I'm more affectionate than I could have ever been; I feel it become part of me, my hand reaching for her like that's what it's meant for. I feel the eyes beyond us becoming irrelevant. It gets easier and lovelier and more necessary each time I see her face again. It makes me so happy, and proud, and I know it's thanks to her.

I realized recently that I finally understand this thing about not knowing where the other person begins and where you end. Fade into you, you know. I understand. It's beyond words, constant when in her presence, unstated, but here, in me, between us. I feel complete, I feel peace, I'm at home with her. Nothing comes close to this.

I love you, infinitely, Dusty. I love choosing you, every single day. It's effortless; it's the thing that makes the most sense in the whole world. I'm so proud of you, and in love with you. 2 years of giggly disbelief that you love me too. I'm so lucky, @dustlines <3