#please talk to me about it please
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holographings · 3 months ago
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someone on twitter said Imagine what s2 jayce would give to talk to s1 viktor just one more time. and someone had a time travel alternate dimension fic ready to go. and i read it. and now my face is being eaten by 3750 feral dogs i think
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noelledeltarune · 1 year ago
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EVERY SINGLE DAY there are MILLIONS of characters in their late 20s who get falsely accused of being father figures to teenagers when in reality the description of "weird older cousin" or "step-sibling that moved out before you were born" is 1000000x more apt
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inkskinned · 2 years ago
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because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.
you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.
you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.
don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.
if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.
you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:
how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!
aren't you happy yet?
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sadagios · 3 months ago
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drew all the lifers in my style before the year ends ! took a while but i had so much fun :> Original template by @/xmaruu11
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deusfoundry · 4 months ago
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furudate really cooked with kageyama having teammates but no friends and hinata having friends but no teammates and both of them finding what theyve been missing in karasuno
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cozylittleartblog · 11 months ago
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"content creator" is a corporate word.
we are artists.
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kotse · 6 months ago
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@hg-aneh fanart of fanart! i want them to be best friends in the rain and have a slumber party
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freewatermelon0 · 10 months ago
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triona-tribblescore · 4 days ago
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Some quick little biker angel doodles <3
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oobbbear · 1 year ago
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I want to post this here too because I’ve seen it happen a few times
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Please understand that there are cultural differences and language differences, if you see this happening let the person clarify what they meant, that person might just not be familiar with words the western side of the internet use
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musubiki · 8 months ago
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balor 🥰
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rosaeh · 28 days ago
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my jason todd's headcanons :
white streak and autopsy scar are a MUST
i think he has like brown hair that looks black
i also like the idea of him having a scar on his eyebrow.
also all over his arms like in juni ba's the boy wonder.
i don't really know about men's size and weight, but to me he is like 190cm with broad shoulders. he is really buff.
i said it before and I'll say it again : jason is so hozier coded
i like blue eyes jason as robin then they turn green after the lazurus pit. but what i like the most is heterochromia jason with a blue eye and a green one. (i once saw a fanart of him like this and i never found it ever again i feel devastated)
roman nose jason todd save me
this man is a YEARNER
like when he is in love, he loves. so deeply. he can feel it in his bones. he may love "quietly", settling for sweet gestures but the love behind it is so deep, that to you it is loud.
to me, he literally embodies the sentence "if i loved you less id be able to talk about it more" (emma, jane austen)
he loves to cradle your face to kiss you.
coping mechanism is obviously sarcasm
he loves to tease you and loves even more when you tease back.
when you sit together and he holds your hand, he tends to brush his thumb over the back of your hand, and leans down to kiss your knuckles.
he is the kind of guy to walk in front of you in a crowded place and like put his hand behind his back, trying to reach for yours.
these tiktoks in which someone is filming their bf/gf face before they saw them is so jason. like dude has a rbf but as soon as his eyes land on you it softens.
he loves greek mythology because i love greek mythology and i said so
he is both street and book smart
he writes poetry for you but never give it to you unless he's not there when you read it
remember every mundane things you (or his family even) say but will act like it's no big deal
just love to please you, to see you smile.
as for smoking, i don't really know if i like the idea of jason smoking or not. on one side it has so cute things that can be written with it, but on the other side i feel like he wouldn't smoke because he tries to have healthy habits to stay fit and all. but it could also be a self destructive habit. so i don't know😫
anyway if you don't like cigarettes and he does smoke, he would never smoke in front of you. he would even be willing to try and quit if you asked him to.
overall he is a lover boy🫶
omg i almost forgot about the scar on his cheek. i saw a fanart in which the scar made like a smile on his face but we could also see a "j" and i loved it. also i think the scar ride up to his hair above his ear.
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inkskinned · 6 months ago
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we were sitting on the floor and i was cutting out tiny pictures to make a collage for a friend's birthday. you were on your phone and you laughed about something, and i was still in love with you then, so i asked what had you giggling.
"sorry. i was just..." you took a moment and went back to texting. "i was telling someone about how you're afraid of the dark."
i'm afraid of the dark because something bad happened. "oh." i felt a little slinky of shame crawl down my throat.
you glanced up, and maybe it showed on my face, because you rolled your eyes and held the phone to the side casually so i could see the group chat. "what? was it a secret?"
i looked down to the scissors in my hand. "i just..." no, it's not a secret. it just felt like something private, something serious. saying why would you tell someone that just feels like an accusation. it's unfair. i honestly am not even ashamed of it, it's just a fact about my person that i don't usually share.
what a strange experience. is this a human thing or a generational thing? for our grandparents: did they need to worry about how quickly someone can just... share your personal information? again, i didn't even really have a true objection. what could i say? i want any person in my life to feel they can be honest with their friends. it's not like i said don't tell anyone this.
i cut out another letter to complete the rainbow happy birthday, started hunting for the exclamation mark. i heard you sigh dramatically.
"don't make a big deal about this," you said.
this entire conversation was a pattern for us, and this was when we got to my least favorite part of the pattern. i would get my feelings hurt in some oblique not-technically-terrible way, and then it would be making a big deal about something. you'd get frustrated for me for being soft, but i was born soft. you knew i was soft when you pierced me. it's one of the things that made controlling me so easy.
"i'm not," i felt my voice crack. the question came without my wanting. "why are you guys talking about me?" and why are you saying that thing? why not like - i'm telling them how you're generous and kind and pretty.
you let out this low, tragic groan. "oh my god." you tossed the phone away from your body. "there, see? i just won't talk to them if you don't like it."
the rest of the hour went the way it always went, between us: i said i don't actually mind if you talk to your friends but -, you found a way to call my minor expression of discomfort "being dramatic." you got upset that i had been offended. i ended up apologizing, even though i hadn't actually done anything.
afterwards, you picked up the phone again. after texting for a little bit, you snorted. "okay," you said, "but it is kind of funny you're afraid of the dark. i mean, when you think about it."
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atdawn · 2 months ago
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Can you protect me from yourself?
THE FELLOWSHIP OF THE RING
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gascreates · 7 months ago
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a new star
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