#thoughts at night

[belovedapollo]

20.07.2024, 10pm-ish ✍🏼 reblog is ok, don’t repost/use

[sandeewithtwoe]

I can’t stop thinking about these two FUCKERS!!!!!!

Color belongs to Superyoumna

Killer belongs to rahafwabas

[wshv2]

if ladynoir had patrol or an akuma attack on a rainy day, what would they do? an umbrella would be inconvenient to carry so would they have raincoats? also wont it be cool if they had a rainy day version of their suit. Ik they got they have the aqua power up but its not like they wont get sick because of the rain right? lmk if they have any resistance against this cause i feel like i forgot something

[angelsdevils]

Izana and Kakucho are sitting on the couch.

(Y/N): *sleeping* Izana: Hey, I love your sister. Kakucho: Oh, that's cool... wait what? Izana: *stares at (Y/N)* I said I love her, look how perfect she is. Kakucho:... Oh...*torn between letting his older brother's instincts kick in or keeping his loyalty to Izana and respecting the confession* Ran: I think the boss broke Kaku...

[moonsoakedcottage]

⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

What if fairies are real? 

What if fairies live amongst you and me? 

Or, maybe we all have a fairy within us.

✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆°°✩ ᭝ଓ ՟ 𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒

[mrlangweilig-bobandrews]

Dinge die ich mich frage, während ich eine Folge höre: Als Peter in Toteninsel auf dem Schiff "eingesperrt" ist, ist niemandem aufgefallen das dieser Junge in ein und den selben Sachen lebt?

Ich meine, er hatte ja keinerlei Sachen mit (Klamotten, Zahnbürste, etc).

Oder hat Skinny, ihm eine Tasche mit seinen Sachen da gelassen? Hat Peter Skinnys Zahnbürste benutzt?

[daisybarbara]

Bubble

if i were a bubble, what air would i feed my bubble? a bubble is a thin layer with air trapped inside, it's light and fragile. Now, if i were a bubble, what emotion would fill me so I will be able to float, and soon enough, sweep away with the wind? would it be anger? happiness? greed? envy? bravery? so many emotions, which is the strongest? the one that leads them all? the one that makes the final call in my heart? i do hope and wish it is not anger or selfishness. but who's to say it is, or is not. sure there are ways to prevent the bubble from being filled with hurt and anger, but not matter what your answer is, actions will soon enough speak louder then words. do you know what happens if you leave hurt in your heart for to long? it will get heavy. you cant fill your bubble with heavy air, how will it fly? move with the wind? so, what air will you feed your bubble? And how will you show the truth?

[umihoshi]

something I'm wondering about in the middle of the night:

in CSI and Detectives and such, they can recognize dead bodies by their teeth, right?

How does the police have that data??? do they just have a database of teeth scans?? Does the police work together with dentists??? Isn't that privacy infringement??

[jiaien]

I've somehow always felt that books last longer than most people in my life.

[christophermoltisantii]

Has anyone ever photoshopped Al Pacino’s face onto an alpaca and called it Alpacacino

[cecil2311413]

Isn’t it beautiful to love songs everyone loves? Those songs that become an anthem of a precise period of your and of many others life and that you know that in the future will bring you back to those moments and feel nostalgic, because it already happens and you know it will happen again. And it’s even more beautiful when your not the only one to feel that bittersweet ache in your chest, but many others do feel the same. Some people may be your age, someone’s not, and this is even more beautiful. Like someone is listening at the radio on the beach while I am with my mum, my younger sister and brother, my two childhood friends with their sister and mother when an old song plays and we’re “do you remember this song?!” Everyone gets excited and we start to remember that period…

[xreloveutionx]

Ich will niemanden, der mir sagt „das wird schon wieder,“ denn natürlich wird es wieder. Darum geht es nicht. Es geht darum, wie ich mich währenddessen fühle. Ich will doch nur, dass mich jemand in den Arm nimmt, während ich weine.

[overgrownthoughtss]

I love loving things!! esp things other ppl find saddening - it brings so much extra joy to my world. dreary, cloudy days? perfect, it's my favorite weather. death? such a wonderful celebration of ones part in the circle of life. disappointment and sadness will always exist, but sometimes a lot can change if you choose to find beauty in the things around you.

[iwannasleepbuticant]

I was up all night tonight, finishing my literature project, and it was such an unusual night. We all fall asleep at 11 p.m. every day, wake up at 8, live life during the day, and go back to sleep. And I, you know, looked out the window all night long. I could hear the people, the birds, I could feel the smells changing through the open window. I lived that day from the very beginning, from 00 until now, as I write this. And I saw everything. I saw the sun go away, the night change the face of the streets, the sun come up, the first rays on the lifeless walls of the houses. I saw everything. And all of life suddenly seemed so simple and clear to me, holistic and unfathomable. I wanted to jump off my fifth floor and spread my wings and fly somewhere so far away that I could forget myself, all the essence of my personality. And never come back. Sleep, in fact, is a very important part of human life. Without quality sleep, we can't assimilate information, regain modes, the brain can't dictate information quickly and correctly enough, and so on, but still, we all need those nights sometimes. Nights alone with ourselves and the project, without music. Reflecting on my own life, talking to myself, realizing the meaninglessness of everything so important. What will change? The sun will still rise every morning, and the stars will continue to shine on us, until suddenly they stop. But we can't predict that "suddenly," so it's a waste of time and nerves to worry about it.

I finally continued to watch one piece, Luffy just saved Robin, they're still at Water7. Nothing else happened except we said goodbye to Merry. We were shown Luffy's weeping eyes, uncovered hats for the first time. I was in so much pain. Luffy's tears aren't like everyone else's, when he cries, it means only one thing. There is no hope, he has surrendered. He has surrendered, which means everyone has surrendered. I can't explain it clearly now, I'm terribly sleepy. I hope someone will ever answer me a word. I feel so lonely right now.

Everyone's going around in pairs, everyone's falling back in love with the ones they dumped at the beginning of winter. Nonsense all this, what is such "love" worth? I can't give up the habit of kissing the screen every time Sanji appears on it. I love him with all my heart, I don't know how it'll be broken, but it'll definitely be broken. I'm not ready, no, please, I can't take it. Not to hear who's broken voice, not to see tears in his dear eyes, not that desperate look on his face! I write him poems that will never reach the addressee, that no one will ever read, just like they won't read about my unrequited love for a non-existent person.

[a-reading-dreamer]

Of course we can cuddle, but not to much

'Cause even tho I'm desperate for your touch

You might also shove as well

A dagger through me, sending me straight to hell

[u-seerosie]

I want someone who chooses me .