#the feeeeeeeeeeels
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bloodied-dagger · 7 months ago
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oh god that song hits hard
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are-we-really-doing-this · 9 months ago
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sexy-mok · 1 year ago
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londonspirit · 2 years ago
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Well... (yes, im posting about a show made off of a game and I love every damn second of it already, shut up)
Having just watched the episode in question, I have FEELINGS and EMOTIONS and as much as I loved that epi as is (massive massive kudos to Offerman and Bartlett - BEAUTIFULLY acted! Every damn second of that episode was amazing!), knowing that Con was initially asked/cast... guh, can you imagine the fucking  MAGIC he would’ve put on screen?!?!?!? So yeah, tiny bit sad here (and having MASSIVE hopes for him to act out something equally magical in OFMD - because if NOT, what’s the fucking point!!!).
And yes, in case you’re wondering, you should REALLY watch The Last Of Us because it’s incredible so far (no, I’ve never played the game) and it’s my first thing to watch Monday mornings now!
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devotioncrater · 17 days ago
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I’M!!!! WRITING YOU THIS LETTER!!!!! IN TIMES NEW ROMAN!!!!! IN HOPES YOU HATE IT!!!!!!
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princesstadashi · 2 years ago
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@kingdomheartsloversstuff​
after a few months of crying... shidding and farding... it's done!! :D not perfect but COMPLETE!!
u thought i'd stop at making FANART of my comic?? hahaha FOOLISH!!! i'll make animations too nO ONE CAN STOP ME
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dollixpart0n · 4 months ago
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i thought i was happy i think it might've just been a manic year for me 🧍‍♀️
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actual-corpse · 7 months ago
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"I wish I had nails like yours!!" And they go and get the super duper glue acrylics...
Y'all best be glad those damn things can break off...
My fingernails are as strong as steel......
They. Don't break.
So... I'm currently nursing a bend that resulted in a nailbed bleed.
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tvslashers · 10 months ago
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i know it’s a go to for mitski songs that destroy you for like everybody but I Bet On Losing Dogs still fucks me up soooo bad like i find my jaw agape every time i listen to it no matter how many times I’ve heard it already
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fucking-filth · 1 year ago
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I could still love you forever I am eternal So if you want light in your life Come seek me Because I am lost And I need the same
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symbioticsimplicity · 2 years ago
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You know, I'm always wondering why I can't stop clenching my jaw. It hurts, and I'm constantly reminding myself to stop, but even in my sleep I can't seem to manage it. But then I do things like crush the cockroach climbing up my leg while I'm laying in bed and I'm like "Oh yeah that's right." Its more of a wonder that I haven't broken *more* of my teeth.
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ducitestella · 1 year ago
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● – || He couldn't even breathe properly anymore from how much he'd been crying . The tighter he closed his eyes , the faster the repeat of the previous moments became in his mind . Over and over he listened to her scream , and each time took Fubuki's heart and CRUSHED it .
Why'd you leave me . . . ? I was counting on forever . . .
" I have to say that . . . because it's true . If it was me , she'd still be here . . . If it was me , it may have hurt but . . . maybe not like this and - "
' Fubuki . . . '
The way that Karen says his name , is so [ [ s o f t ] ] and full of warmth despite the two of them feeling anything but those sensations . He'd heard him say his name before , but this time was different . This time took his heart and made it [ [ s t o p ] ] all together . He didn't know why , but there was something about the way he spoke to him , and about the way he took his face in his hands again and forced him to look at him . He didn't WANT to , but he had to . Karen was keeping him there , making sure their eyes met so that Fubuki knew all too well that Karen was there for [ [ h i m ] ] and that he wasn't going anywhere .
As his cheeks were brushed by Karen's thumbs once more , Fubuki's lips silently parted as if he was going to say something but no words came out . He had so many words to say but all of them were silent in response to the gentle , friendship - filled scolding that he was getting from wishing that he was in Alice's place . His large , doe eyes wait for Karen to talk and when he finally does . . .
" Y-You . . . love me . . .? "
. . . It is far from anything he would have expected Karen to say .
This is just a dream . . .
He had to wonder : how LONG had Karen been feeling this way ? Why didn't he tell him sooner ? . . . . and why did Fubuki feel his heart SCREAMING in his chest because , after all this time , the feelings were mutual ? He'd kept them locked away tight because of his situation and now , here he was . . . his heart grasping at Karen's as if they were galaxies apart . Despite it all , a layer of guilt flooded over Fubuki . He felt the same way , but he wasn't [ [ s u p p o s e d ] ] to feel the same way . He wasn't allowed to feel the same way . . . He was supposed to feel this way for Alice and only for Alice , let alone his best friend . . . His parents would - . . . His [ [ p a r e n t s ] ] . . .
Fubuki's eyes blinked quickly then he looked down . He loved him too , he loved him so much . He was having so many thoughts and he shoved them all aside . None of them mattered right now . The only thing that mattered was that the minute he lifted his gaze back up , he'd finally say what he'd been [ [ d y i n g ] ] to say for as long as he could remember .
" I- . . .I love you too , Karen . "
❛ don't ever say that. ❜
karen's voice is wobbly , far less certain than he'd like it to be. his chest aches , neither of them deserved to suffer like this ; if anyone was going to suffer , it should be karen himself. he can't stomach the thought of losing fubuki as well , it makes his whole body ache with the thought. fubuki deserved someone better , someone stronger , someone who could save them both , someone who could love them better.
❛ fubuki ... ❜
gently , karen pulls fubuki's face from his shoulder , forcing fubuki to look him in the eye. he's not alice , he's not who fubuki loves , but he'll be damned if fubuki doesn't hear this. he deserves to know , even if karen wanted to take this secret to his grave rather than admit it. but fubuki needed to know , needed to hear just how much karen needed him. his thumb swipes over fubuki's cheek , sad eyes softening when he meets fubuki's.
karen hates the sight of him so upset , would do anything to see him smile again.
❛ ... don't ever say it should be you. ❜
a shuddery exhale leaves him , closing his eyes for a moment.
❛ ... we already lost alice. i will not lose the man i love as well. ❜
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kartoonklit · 7 months ago
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in mah feeeeeeeeeeels rn brahhhh they had me seein double me legs arhg!!
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kairithemang0 · 6 months ago
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Nobody: My brain at 5am: when you walk away you don't hear me say PWEASEEEEEEE OH BABAYYYYYYY DON'T GO SIMPLEEEEE AND CLEAN IS THE WAY THAT YOU'RE MAKING ME FEEEEEEEEEEEL TONIGHT. IT'S HARDDDDD TO LET IT GO
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izzyeffinhands · 2 years ago
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Israel was actually surprised when he moved into the captain’s quarters, looking about the ridiculousness of it all. He had said it was ridiculous anyway at some point. The chandeliers with the book cases were definitely not a smart idea. But he didn’t think it was completely insane. Izzy was rather fond of books, and he could read unlike most pirates. He might have briefly moved to one of them, fingers lightly running down the spines as if he was searching for something.
Once Stede led him to sit, he could see the meal that was already set out for him. What was he going to do if he’d refused to gone inside? He grumbled a little to himself, but now that they were inside he pondered removing the man’s jacket but he was still chilled. He was still rubbing at his arms. This was.. a nice thing to do but why was he being so nice? Israel always doubted even the most honest of intentions.
Hell, he was going to say thank you but hearing that Ed decided to tell him about the few times he’d thrown up on board just made him mad. It made chapped cheeks flush that humiliated yet angry red. Stede didn’t know the entire story to that. Only maybe the stupid nicknames the crew had given him for a past transgression. Hell, he had to grit his teeth for a moment. “ Must be hysterical for you lot to find some sort of weakness with me. Even Ed decided to tell you the story. “ Even if he was first-mate and the one giving orders to get things done, it didn’t mean he had to be picked on.
Hands had built a fine wall of toxic masculinity around himself. To be fair, Stede and Ed weren’t exactly good people either. They had done horrible things on their own but where Izzy differed from them was that he had not had a chance to grow and become something else. Stede quite obviously had and even Ed now had, and his best friend had been pushing him away for new things. Izzy wasn’t a bad person at the core, he just hadn’t been given a moment to show that better side of himself. The softer sides he struggled so hard to keep secret.
Finally he lifted his eyes at him and this time they weren’t angry. If anything they were filled with sorrow. “ I don’t get seasick. “ He affirmed. “ Seasickness doesn’t include shitting on yourself. “ Now he was playing with his hands, fidgeting with them as his voice was very soft, telling him the truth to the story and nicknames. “ That day Ed fucked off on his own and left me in charge. .. I tried to tell him that I wasn’t up for it. I was feeling sick, but you know how he is when he’s distracted. Plus.. I didn’t want to let him down. I wanted him to know I would be just fine, but I was left alone with the crew and I got worse and worse. It happened. The name calling started and Ed even joined in on it. “ Sometimes Ed could get out of control depending on the company he chose. Look at how he was with Jack. God, Izzy hated Jack.
Suddenly he was hugging himself again. Tighter this time. Why was he opening and telling Stede of all people the truth. He didn’t really know.. he just knew that Stede actually listened to people. Maybe someone wouldn’t just brush him aside if he showed some vulnerability. So here it was. “ Wasn’t dysentery or anything like that. It’s.. “ He had to take a deep breath. “ Ship’s doctors have told me it’s not uncommon for men who.. “ He cleared his throat. Why did he feel like he couldn’t just say this truth to Ed? Often his best friend could be flippant without meaning to be. Distracted.. that was how he was.
“ Who have been raped repeatedly when they were young. Something internal I can’t do anything about.“ He didn’t think he’d ever told a soul about that until now. In reality, it was probably more of an IBS situation that doctors knew nothing of back then, coupled with the abuse and age. His voice was just a whisper then. Stede seemed to have more say with Ed nowadays anyway. “ .. tell him that I wish he’d stop telling that story. “
Stede tried not to think too much about the way that Izzy brushed up against him, in a manner that reminded him of a cat that had discovered such actions would inevitably lead to the stroke of a hand. Had he been brushing shoulders with the man himself? Well, yes. Of course. But he hadn't expected the reciprocation.
He greeted Buttons when the man walked over, then straightened up at Izzy's gravelly voice calling his name.
"Yes, of course. I'm right there," he said as he strode across the deck to pass through the door that Izzy was holding for him. Returning to his cabin made it apparent just how cold it actually was outside. The cabin was warm and smelled of lavender, books, and another layer of sweetness that was likely some manner of pastry.
Edward was, noticeably, absent from the cabin -- making it clear that this little meeting over a meal was to be between Stede and Izzy alone. In fact, there was already a meal set out for the first mate, waiting for him at the little table before the settee. Ed and Stede had already eaten dinner together, and the scent of pastry came from a dessert that they likely intended to share. Later.
Stede made his way over to the settee to sit down, gesturing for Izzy to follow him, "Ed told me, about your rather... unfortunate stomach issues. So, I thought, it might be nice. To have a good bit of fish. It was prepared earlier, for the dinner you didn't attend but... Roach assured me it would reheat fine."
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nyanthenyan · 1 year ago
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Hey! I know it's a bit off from now, but do you want anything for Christmas? I just want time to prepare. Maybe a drawing or digital card or something but do you want anything specific?
-friend
awwwwwwwww that's so sweet of you!!!!!!!!! now i owe you something.......................
also what friend is this. i have a feeeeeeeeeeeling you're justanechoflower but i dunno. or maybe you're charlie ha ha (honestly probs not)
uhhhh for little old me...? i have plenty at home... but if youuuu insist, then maybe,,, like,,,, a drawing of me??
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like. sketches of my sona.....yes those are arms on her back.
and of course,,, you don't have to!!!!!!! i appreciate the offer either way!
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