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grimestime27 ¡ 2 days ago
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On Board
Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Reader
Warnings: mostly fluff!!!
This was written on my phone don’t judge me 🤣
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It was a hot summer day in Virginia. The group had decided to scavenge today for supplies for Alexandria. Life was better since you all had made it to Alexandria. There had been some hard times, but you all persevered and made it through.
Rick was now in charge after Deanna got bitten, succumbing to her injuries when the walkers attacked your safe haven. It took awhile to clean up the mess that was made but it was your all’s home. Life was finally feeling a little normal.
Some of your all’s group lived together. Rick, Michonne, Carl, Judith, Daryl, and you. In the other house was Abraham, Rosita, Eugene, Tara, and Sasha. Carol didn’t sleep much these days, her attitude changing from meek and quiet to strong and outspoken. Of course the lovebirds Maggie and Glenn stayed together.
Daryl, Rick, and Abraham were loading a vehicle, getting ready to go on a run. Michonne was joining them. You and Rosita would take turns going. You weren’t weak, but Rick had handed you Judith in the mean time to get your mind off things, trying to bring a little joy to your day.
Judith loved you. You watched her in your free time when there wasn’t scavenging or other work to be done. Rick insisted that you needed to watch her because she was very fond of you. It was a good feeling that your fearless leader trusted you with one of his most prized possessions, one of the people he was closest to.
“Hi Judith.”, you baby talked her, causing her to smile. “Whatcha doin’ sweet girl?”
You kissed the top of her head, holding her close. She rested her head on you, pacifier in her mouth. Michonne smiled at the sight, coming up beside you before she brushed her hand through Judith’s soft hair.
“Think you could get used to that?”
“This?”
Michonne nodded.
“Maybe.”
Daryl eyed you as he was loading up a vehicle. Truth be told, watching you with Judith was one of his many weaknesses. Hardly anything got to Daryl Dixon but this was one of those things. It almost made him want to have a child of his own with you. But he worried he wouldn’t be a good dad. His dad was shitty growing up. And his mom wasn’t much better. Merle and Daryl had a very hard upbringing.
“We just need to convince Daryl to get on board.”, Michonne smiled at Judith as you continued to hold her, shielding her from the sun.
“I don’t even know if I’m on board.”, you joked. “Even though Judith here does make it pretty convincing.”
Judith giggled lightly as you tickled her. It was beautiful to have a child around. She brought light back into your all’s lives. Even on the darkest days.
“Look Judith, it’s Uncle Daryl.”, you smirked at him as he came over to the both of you.
“Aw, what’s my pretty girl up t’?”, Daryl eyed her. “Want Uncle Daryl to hold ya?”
Judith reached out her small arms causing you to scoff playfully. “Really Daryl?”
“Sorry sweetheart. She’s made her choice.”
Daryl smirked. You rolled your eyes as Daryl took her out of your arms. Michonne watched for your reaction as Daryl interacted with Judith, causing her to smile and laugh. You couldn’t help but do the same, watching the man you love.
Daryl was hard and cold at first, but as you got to know him, that changed. He opened up to you and showed you the soft side of him you never knew was there under his hard exterior. Things changed, you lost people, and you all became closer.
So close that you all had began a relationship. This world was cold but he made it better. He was the first thing you woke up to and the last thing you kissed goodnight. As long as he was with you, the world would be tolerable. Things would be okay.
Michonne and Rick had began a romantic relationship, much to everyone’s surprise. Almost as surprising as when the group found out about you and Daryl. You watched Daryl bounce Judith, he was practically a natural. Rick and Michonne kissed, signaling their departure was near.
“Ready Daryl?”, Rick asked as Michonne climbed into the vehicle.
Daryl looked at Rick, this question bringing him out of his daze. “Yeah.”
Daryl came over to you, leaning over to kiss you with Judith still in his arms. The kiss was slow. You knew why Daryl did this but you didn’t want to admit it to yourself. He was afraid he wouldn’t come home. This could very well be your last kiss.
“I love ya, Y/N.”
“I love you, Daryl. Be safe, please.”
Daryl nodded. “D’ my best sweetheart.”
“Wrap it up Romeo.”, Abraham joked, laughing as Daryl glared back at him.
Daryl flipped him off, causing him to laugh even louder.
“Daryl,”, you scolded him softly. “Not in front of Judith.”
Daryl sighed, apologizing to Judith before kissing her on the head. She just smiled up at him.
“Alright pretty girl, time t’ go back to Aunt Y/N.”, Daryl moved closer, handing her off to you.
You all shared one more kiss and he told you he’d be home soon. Rick came over and kissed Judith goodbye, telling her the same thing. You helped her wave goodbye to her daddy and the rest of the group as Daryl took one last look at you before getting in the car. You watched the car pull out, stopping at the gates before someone unlocked it, a trail of dust following them.
Looking at Judith, you shifted your focus to her. “Just me and you Judith. Let’s go inside and take a nap.”
Carl stayed back to help keep Alexandria safe. He was in the house, grabbing some water. He greeted you with a hug and you told him you were going to try and put Judith down for a nap. You told him you’d make dinner in a few hours.
Being a typical teenage boy, he acknowledged you silently and left the house with his gun.
Hours passed and dusk began to set in as you tried to focus on anything other than Daryl and the group. A knock came to the door, throwing you off. Judith was playing in the floor with her toys. You quickly ran to open the door, finding Carol.
“Need some help with dinner?”
“That’d actually be great.”
Carol came in and began helping you make a casserole. She had became quite the cook since being at Alexandria. Once it was finished, you placed Judith in her high chair and called Carl to come eat. He had taken a huge interest in Enid, a teenage girl at Alexandria. Maybe love was in the air.
Once dinner was over, Carol helped you clean up. It was easy to get Judith to sleep after her bottle. She was out like a light.
“Well, I guess I’m going to be on my way. Need anything else Y/N?”
“I’m good Carol. Thank you.”
She waved it off, saying it was no problem. You sat in peaceful silence, feeling even better now that Carl was home. This was in stark contrast to being out on the road for so long. Tiredness was sitting in and before you had known it, you were fast asleep with Judith in your arms on the couch.
How many hours had passed? You weren’t sure.
“Sweetheart.”
You jumped easily, startling yourself out of your sleep and quickly opening your eyes to see Daryl standing above you.
“S’ alright, sweetheart. Just me.”
Judith barely stirred as you immediately relaxed your muscles.
“You scared me.”
“I know. ‘M sorry sweetheart.”
Daryl took in the sight of you sleepy and holding a sleeping Judith before he sat down beside you.
“Is everyone okay?”, you asked softly.
Daryl nodded. “All safe’n sound.”
“Thank God.”
“Want me to take Judith and put her to bed so we can lay down?”
“If you have to.”
Daryl chuckled softly. “You’re exhausted. What’d y’all do today?”
Gently, you let Daryl take Judith out of your arms. She barely moved, snuggling into Daryl’s chest.
“Napped, played, and made dinner.”
“Busy day.”
“What about you?”
“Killed some walkers, found lots of supplies. Just another day in paradise.” Daryl smirked, joking.
You nodded before he leaned in, kissing you.
“Can I ask ya somethin’?”
Your heart dropped into your stomach.
“Sure, what’s up?”
You were awake now, sitting up.
Daryl sighed, trying to muster up the courage to ask you. He was afraid of the answer but he needed to know. His perspective on life had changed lately. Maybe he could have a good life after all.
“I was wonderin’ “, he began, looking down at Judith before looking back up at you.
Your look begged him to continue.
“Would you ever want one of these?”, he motioned to Judith.
“A….baby?”, you question and he felt like he had fucked up.
“It’s silly, ain’t it? Nevermind.”, Daryl sighed, looking away.
You grabbed his chin softly, bringing his face to look up at you. “That’s not silly, Daryl.”
Daryl’s face relaxed. You ran your thumb over his stubble.
“Yes.”
“Yes?”, Daryl repeated, making sure he had heard you correctly.
“Yes.”, you confirmed.
“Sure, y’wanna a little Dixon runnin’ around?”
“I’d love nothing more.”, you whispered lightly before you and Daryl shared a kiss before Rick and Michonne walked in.
“Are we interrupting something?”, Rick laughed.
“Maybe we’re both on board.”
You knew Rick wouldn’t have any idea of what that meant but all Michonne could do was smile.
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sebastianstangirl01 ¡ 2 days ago
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✧˖° Bring The Lion Out | Pogues & Rafe
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pairing - the pogues x cameron!reader, rafe cameron x sister!reader
warnings - violence, language, attempted assault
summary - a fun day at the beach quickly took a turn when the the baby of the group gets cornered by a couple of kooks who don’t have good intentions. luckily she has her friends and siblings who will do anything to protect her.
authors note - i am going to be using the name audrey again for this fic, obviously this fic is not at all related to my last one about rafe. using audrey is just easier for me instead of y/n, mainly bc it is my name lol and i can just type it mindlessly. but obviously feel free to use whatever name you want and imagine the character anyway you want! her nickname is going to be baby, kinda like baby in dirty dancing, so that’s what most everyone is going to call her! i hope you all enjoy!!
requested - yes!
not proofread!!
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summer in the obx was nothing less than magical. the weather was hot during the day, perfect for getting a nice tan, and cooler when the sun went down making thin blankets or sweatshirts your best friend.
audrey “baby�� cameron has always loved summer. in the past she would spend her time surfing with her sister sarah or going on jet ski rides with her brother rafe. then sunset boat rides on the druthers with her family always ended the night.
but this year was different. ward was dead and rose took wheezie and disappeared off the face of the earth, not answering any of the many phone calls both sarah and audrey made. luckily she still had sarah and rafe, who miraculously made up and are closer than ever.
audrey has still had a hard time though, being pretty much shielded from all the drama that occurred over the past couple of years, she was blindsided by everything. for the first couple of weeks she had never felt more alone.
realizing that they had to step up for their little sister, rafe and sarah did everything they could to help her grieve the family they once had. the pogues had taken audrey under their wing as well, all of them always having a soft spot for the now 16 year old who had only been 13 when this all started.
sarah was still living with john b, but rafe had bought his own house on figure 8 after selling their family home, none of them wanted to live there anymore with the false memories of the fake family they had. audrey had moved in with him and rafe did his best to make sure it was perfect for her.
the biggest surprise to audrey was that rafe was actually pretty friendly with the pogues now, to the point that they all hang out together pretty frequently. which audrey is thankful for, especially because this meant he was spending less and less time with topper and kelce who she hates.
today was one of those days, the waves were supposed to be perfect and jj had challenged audrey to a surfing competition. so rafe threw the boards into the back of his truck and the brother and sister duo were on their way.
when they arrived at the beach it wasn’t very crowded, much to audrey’s delight, there were a few teenagers further down the beach but that was about it. sarah and the pogues pulled up right beside them and everyone got out, setting up their spot for the day.
“hope you’re ready, baby. those waves are calling my name.” jj teased the younger girl as he waxed his board
“no, i hope you’re ready. don’t want you to get embarrassed about getting beat by a 16 year old again.” audrey fired back making kie laugh and pat her shoulder
“you got it, baby.” kie ruffled her hair, ignoring the look of betrayal on her boyfriends face
“hey! you’re supposed to root for me!” jj pouted and kie just shrugged
“baby’s obviously the favorite.” john b said as he walked up behind audrey and wrapped his arm around her shoulder
“right, just how many years of friendship? right down the drain.” jj mumbled to himself
audrey smiled at his dramatics and walked over to sarah who was sitting in a lounge chair underneath the umbrella. the 16 year old carefully sat down on her lap and sarah chuckled shaking her head fondly and adjusting into a more comfortable position. sarah looped her arms around audrey’s waist and pulled her back against her chest.
“can i help you?” sarah twirled a strand of her sisters hair
“nope, you’re just comfy and i’m waiting for your husband to finish waxing my board.” audrey closed her eyes at the feeling of sarah playing with her hair like she used to do when they were kids
“almost done, jeez!” john b called and the girls giggled
“how are you feeling?” audrey asked and sarah smiled using her other hand to gently rub her slightly swollen belly
“i don’t have morning sickness anymore, so i feel great.” sarah sighed heavily luckily at 20 weeks the worst of her morning sickness had passed
“i still think the baby should be named after me, audrey jr is perfect. we can call her aj for short.” audrey wiggled her brows
“hey, we still don’t know if it’s a boy or girl.” sarah reminded her and audrey just shook her head
“it’s a girl, i just know it.” audrey smiled
sarah just smiled fondly at her sister and began to quickly braid her long hair so it wouldn’t be in her face while she was surfing. at some point kie and pope had flopped down beside them under the umbrella, pulling out the snacks and drinks they had packed for the day.
cleo was standing with jj and john b, criticizing the way they handled the boards. and rafe had gone back to his truck to grab his own chair and the bag that had their towels and some sunscreen in it.
the weather was perfect today, a soft breeze cut through the humidity and the cloudless sky was a bright blue color. audrey found herself wishing that she could spend every day like this, sitting on a beach with her favorite people in good weather.
“boards ready for ya, baby!” john b walked over to them holding audrey’s board on his hip
“thanks, jb! last one in’s a rotten egg.” audrey jumped up taking her board before running towards the water
she laughed hearing jj curse and chase after her, the cool water made audrey tense for a moment before her body became used to the temperature and she paddled out.
kie, pope, and john b joined shortly after audrey and jj while cleo and sarah built a sandcastle and rafe sunbathed. the waves were perfect, just as they had predicted.
the group caught wave after wave, and eventually kie deemed audrey as the winner of her and jj’s little competition.
“no way!” jj complained flopping back onto his board
“sorry j but baby had ya beat.” kie patted his chest
“don’t be a sore loser bro.” pope chided him and jj scoffed
“i am no such thing!” jj held his chest in offense
“bullshit.” pope coughed making the others laugh
jj just narrowed his eyes before lurching forward and knocking pope off his board into the water. audrey laughed wiping the water that splashed onto her face from her eyes, while kie just shook her head at their childish behavior.
jj and pope popped their heads up out of the water and quickly knocked the remaining three off their boards making them join them in the water.
“not cool.” john b splashed jj, who was responsible for knocking him into the water
feeling her stomach grumble in hunger, audrey pulled herself back up onto her board. intending to swim back to shore and eat one of the peanut butter and jelly sandwiches cleo brought.
“i’m heading in, i’m starved.” audrey announced and the group gave her a thumbs up
“i’ll come with ya, need to check on sarah.” john b said ignoring the whipping sounds pope and jj made
the duo paddled towards the shore, john b waving at a couple other surfers who recognized him. audrey huffed out of breath as she made it to the beach, struggling to prop her board on her hip.
“need some help?” an unrecognizable voice asked from her left
audrey lowered her board and saw 3 boys she didn’t recognize standing there, but from the looks of their ray-bans and vineyard vines swim trunks she knew they had to be kooks.
“uh, no thanks. i can manage.” audrey gave them a polite smile
“come on, that boards like twice your size. we don’t bite.” the same one said
“unless you want us to.” another one smirked
“really. i’m good.” audrey clenched her jaw becoming uncomfortable
as she went to walk away one of the guys grabbed her board, stopping her.
“hey, we’re trying to be nice here and help you out. the least you could do is not be a bitch about it and let us.” the first guy spoke again
“excuse me?” audrey gaped at him, shocked that anyone would talk to another person like that
“you heard him, so be a good girl and let us help ya out. maybe you can repay us tonight, we love to share.” the third guy said
feeling alarm bells ring in her head, audrey knew she needed to leave. she dropped her board and turned to walk away, but was stopped when a strong hand latched onto her arm and pulled her back into a chest roughly.
“where you going, huh?” the second guy asked
“let go of me!” audrey exclaimed, jamming her knee into his crotch making him curse and drop his hold on her
“fucking bitch!” the first guy scoffed, pulling her hair making audrey yelp
before anything else could happen, yelling was heard and suddenly audrey was ripped away and rafe tackled both remaining guys to the ground.
audrey fell to the sand and looked up to see rafe and john b ontop of two of them punching them in the face. the third guy tried to get up but was punched in the face by cleo sending him back to the ground.
“audrey!” sarah exclaimed dropping to the ground beside her sister and pulling her into her arms
the others made hurried onto the beach when they heard the commotion and pope and jj hurried to help john b and rafe while kie immediately ran to sarah and audrey who were now joined by cleo.
“hey, are you ok?” kie asked touching audrey’s knee
“yeah. i’m fine.” audrey winced and touched her head that was tender from where her hair was pulled
“jackasses.” sarah seethed rubbing her hand up and down audrey’s arm
it took both john b and jj to pull rafe off his guy, who’s nose was all bloody and most likely broken. the other two guys in similar shape.
“you so much as glance in my sisters direction again and i’ll fucking kill you.” rafe threatened and the three guys immediately ran away
the boys turned back to the girls and rafe knelt down in front of audrey, grabbing her hand and giving it a soft squeeze. his jaw clenched when he noticed the hand shaped bruise on her arm.
“are you ok?” rafe asked pinching her chin to get her attention
“yeah. just a little freaked out, but i’m ok.” audrey nodded
“well those sons of bitches won’t bother you anymore, baby. scared them so bad i’d be surprised if they ever show their faces again.” jj chuckled
“better not, or i’ll cut em.” cleo flipped open her knife making audrey smile
“no one messes with baby.” pope pushed cleo’s hand down
“damn straight.” john b nodded squeezing her shoulder
“thanks guys.” audrey smiled, feeling so incredibly lucky to have friends who care as much as hers do
“let’s not let them ruin our beach day, we have hours of daylight left.” kie said moving to stand
“yeah then tonight we can have a bonfire and roast marshmallows.” sarah smiled before looking at her little sister. “how’s that sound, baby?”
“sounds good to me.” audrey grinned
“good, now it’s time for lunch and you need to eat. i’ll get you some tylenol too for your head.” rafe grabbed audrey’s hands and pulled her to her feet before wrapping his arm around her
audrey chuckled at his care, which was a stark contrast to the way he was a couple of years ago. the group headed back over to their spot and continued with their beach day.
they ended the night back at rafe and audrey’s house, utilizing the large patio with a fire pit and comfortable chairs placed all around it. as audrey held her marshmallow over the fire, she looked around and realized just how lucky she is to have these people in her life.
to have people who care and will always be there for you.
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shahaddahlan ¡ 3 days ago
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My name is Shahad Dahlan, I am 30 years old, and my husband is Hassan Al-Badrsawi, 34 years old. .
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We live together in a story filled with both hope and pain, a story that began many years ago in a small, warm home that represented security to us. Those walls, despite their small size, contained everything: our memories, our hopes, and our dreams. But, in a single moment, we lost everything 🥺
In the early days of our life together, we lived in a rented house, and we struggled with all our might to provide a better life. We worked hard, despite the hardships of life, until we reached our goal: a small home of our own. We even built it with our own hands, and when we finished, it was one of the happiest days of our lives. But the dream didn’t last long. Due to the deadly war that swept through our country, we were forced to leave our home.
The moments when we said goodbye to our house, carrying all our memories and dreams, were some of the hardest moments in our lives. We left it behind with everything in it, and lived for a long time in tents. We fled to Al-Aqsa University, but when the occupation took over, we had to move again, first to Rafah and then to Deir al-Balah. It was a journey filled with suffering, confusion, and hardships that we didn’t know how to face. We were even bombed several times and escaped death by miracle.
But what destroyed us completely was when we returned to our home, only to find that everything had turned into a pile of rubble. Our memories, our dream, and our hard work were gone. The house that was once full of memories and dreams we built with our hands was now nothing but ruins. We lost our job, we lost our home, we lost everything. Even our small cat, who was part of our family, disappeared.
Our lives were once full of hope, but now we live day by day, struggling just to stay alive. I had studied physical education at Al-Aqsa University, and I worked in gyms and children's entertainment programs for summer activities. As for my husband, Hassan, he worked in interior design and decoration, and he was passionate about his work. But now, he can’t find any job opportunities, and we are living in very difficult conditions.
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bluethedream ¡ 1 year ago
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werewolf-artfriend ¡ 2 years ago
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a lil speedpaint for the summer solstice! time: ~1 hr 30 mins :)
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flyingspicerack ¡ 2 years ago
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Happy First Day of Summer from The King of Summer! Summer Kamen!!
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fairy-ganj-mother ¡ 24 days ago
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yesterday at 29.5 years old I watched as many videos as I could find from my high school marching band, choir, and theater run crew days and realized I barely have any memories of my junior year of high school (13-14 years ago btw) other than feeling bad™️
#i know i was bullied by people i considered friends and theyre all super christians now which is so discordant with who i am lol#it was def a lonely year but i also like forgot the marching band show (it was p cool)#i literally cried my eyes out when i found the 2011 marching band vids#i was like there's little lost baby me and just wanted to hug her#and say itll be okay youre gonna go through things good and bad that you cant even imagine rn#also looking back im like wow most people were in choir OR band OR run crew#very very few ppl were in all of them and possibly nobody else was in all of those when i was?#i found a kid i guess 8 years younger than me who posted all his jazz band and choir and theater vids from my hs#and thats the only other person i can think of that genuinely got involved in all of those things#being a jack of all the performing arts and master of none was lonely tho#i didnt quite fit into any of the cliques bc i was half in half out of everything#its so insane how much i changed when i got to college (two weeks/14 days after my hs grad bc summer session...)#and that change was not instant#i was a swirly mess figuring out who i was for the first two years of college#i mean life is just a swirly mess of figuring out who you are#but like i got to college and realized i barely actually resonated with anything i was doing#and let go of and then relearned to love things like choral singing and playing flute#choral singing in college was so much better than high school bc it was for fun for everyone instead of the choral girls whole personality..#also the 'best' singers from my high school mostly aren't even in music today or doing any singing outside of karaoke...#at least i wrote a whole ass ep last year???#and ive written much more music that i havent released#idk rambling tags make it sound like the identity struggle never ends but dissociating and forgetting portions of ur life doesnt help lol#t#okay bye
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junk-culture ¡ 11 months ago
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alagaisia ¡ 1 year ago
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I’m reminded of that post about how goths and people who wear only lots of pink are actually the same because “wearing only one color” is a specific choice in opposition to just looking Normal
I’m flying to a friend’s wedding today, and I recently acquired from my neighborhood free page a very pretty vintage suitcase in like a brocade upholstery texture in all of my good colors, so of course I needed a coordinated airport outfit à la Midge Maisel. You guys don’t know me, but I usually dress very put together, in what my sister calls Outfits, with a capital O to distinguish it from just wearing clothes. And since getting a full time job I’ve been slowly adding to my collection of vintage and 50’s-vibes clothes, because I just really like that aesthetic (my bridesmaid dress for the wedding is a vintage tea dress I got from Etsy. The fabric is in great condition but I had to reinforce pretty much every seam with my sewing machine, because the structural integrity of the original thread was breaking down, so that was an interesting learning experience).
All of which is to say that I Dressed Up for the airport in a vintage-y outfit that coordinates perfectly with some of the colors of my suitcase, and my hair is curled, and I have a vintage leather purse that my grandma gave me that matches her watch that I’m wearing and the shoes she bought me last summer at the same vintage store that my skirt came from, and a teenage-ish girl with whatever you call the 2023 teenage equivalent of emo/punk vibes, like the dark maroon mullet and not a lot of makeup and dark comfy clothes but like, very on purpose, told me I look cool when I walked past on the way to security
And like, she Gets It! We have different fashion goals but I think we put a similar degree of intention into the way we look compared to just wearing regular clothes. Which is cool! It’s validating. Not that I really need validation, but it’s always nice to get compliments, of course. And the way I dress is really not terribly distinctive most of the time, other than being Outfits and a little dressier than maybe the norm is, like I think most people who see me one time in passing would see that I look Nice but not necessarily see it as a cultivated Look. But punk mullet girl gets it.
#struggled with not sounding *too* pretentious here#I don’t feel pretentious but I have a hard time talking about like. specific choices and things in any detail#like to my friends I just said what happened with a picture of my outfit and was like ‘and she gets it!’ and they were like ‘yeah!’#but to strangers I have to go into much more detail to get the point across#even though really it’s not like I’m putting all of that into it every day I just get up and go ‘i want to look nice today’#in accordance with my personal fashion preferences#and then having to explain those preferences like ‘my name is alagaisia midge maisel darkness way and I’m wearing vintage whatever’#i do look so cute though#i got these shoes last summer and then lost the heel cap off of one of them the very first time i wore them#finally took them in to have them fixed last week so I could wear them to the wedding#needed a deadline so that I would actually get around to it#i hate flying it’s really a testament of how much I love my friend that I’m flying#instead of driving ten hours to Nebraska#but it made more sense and to make sure i won’t be late or run into car trouble or anything#and I’ll stay looking nice right away instead of getting gross and sweaty in the car or having to change for bachelorette activities#i only know the bride so I’m definitely going to make a very specific impression on all of these strangers lol#i joked with my dad about adopting a trans Atlantic accent for the whole weekend just for shits and giggles#turns out you cannot do it over the top. have you ever listened to JFK’s ‘we choose to go to the moon’ speech#it’s very silly sounding#we had a good time saying things one might say at a bachelorette party in a goofy voice#‘we cho~ose to ohdah thihs maiule strippah… ahnd the othah things.. nawt becahse it is easyh..#but becawhse he is hahd’#highly recommend#mine#personal
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doodlingwren ¡ 5 months ago
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Hiatus
I am going on hiatus for a bit more. I really really hoped the stuff that have been going on lately were already "sorted out" but, uhm... they aren't. I need to take a bit more time offline once again, and try to work things out.
Thank you for your patience ❤
Wren
#EDIT: I've deactivated my IG for a bit because it wasn't helping at all. I'll be back there but I need time#wren text tag#somehow issues from mid July/early August have managed to get worse. Like I'm not even surprised bc I'm used to it but GIRL . What the fuck#“it's finally summer”+“can't wait to draw!” * gets 3 hiatus in a row * maybe drawing or summer isn't really meant to be 🤨🤔#I hate having to log-in to post a hiatus message and then dissapear again when I'm supposed to post my doodles n have fun#Feels like one of those jesters that appears at luncheon to entertain the royal court and then they go missing for the rest of the month#bc I'm trying very hard not to hide in my shell + having a bit more presence here to post my artwork#and somehow I fail at both like fucking heck. How can you be so bad at this.#but in short I won't be here to answer stuff and being silly or whatever people expect me to do#because if you're here for the silly stuff. MAN. I'm am sorry but I don't feel silly at all.#Somebody once said “the horrors are never ending yet I remain silly” but I forgot the “remain silly” part#And if you're here for drawings. I don't even have time and I don't feel like drawing at all. Idk which one is worse#The bakery hangs up the ��closed today” so people know they have to go to buy bread somewhere else. Same here. But it won't last a day#idk why the bread analogy. Guess I'm a birb after all#this is also the closest thing to a vent post I will ever write and I managed to say nothing at all. Vagueposting about vent. Good job Wren#tw: vent#tagging in case somebody like me needs to have some tags filtered#the hiatus will go on also a bit longer because the last few weeks my mental health suffered a lot and I know my limit#also this post was queued. If I see I can still be active before publishing I will delete it otherwise see for yourself#also queue doesn't work ig like I programmed this for 9 pm hopefully it will be up by then and not any other random time
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asfdhgsdkjhgb ¡ 5 months ago
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staying up as late as possible tipsy playing bg3 because thats just the sort of week I've had i cannot even lie rn
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satturn ¡ 1 year ago
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feeling very unwell forever
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s-ccaam-era-crepe ¡ 7 months ago
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First day of summer vacation !!!!
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chiropteracupola ¡ 2 years ago
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animorphs! one minute it'll make me cry and the next we're back to goofin' it.
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naptimeclown ¡ 2 years ago
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I think I've been possessed by a gnome
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bare1ythere ¡ 2 years ago
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eepy
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