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#Y'ALL I CAN'T STOP CRYING
trueblueboygenius · 4 months
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THREE TIME GRAMMY WINNERS BOYGENIUS ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️
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llamahearted · 1 year
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somewhere green, where life is easier prints
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japhers · 1 year
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Hi, don't know if you remember but a good while ago I asked for persmission to make Hector as a doll, well he's finally done and I wanted to show you ^^ I'm not sure if links work but here's my instagram if you want to see other pictures : instagram.com/poulpe_en_ciel/
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He was challenging but quite satisfing to make, I hope I did him justice! Have a nice day :)
WAIT I'M SCREAMING I- HOW ARE THESE DETAILS SO DELICATE AND STUNNING AND!!!! HOW D. H
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kirby-the-gorb · 3 months
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bitchthefuck1 · 2 months
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Not an "art with Bad Things in it is Bad" person or a "the more Bad Things a work has the better it is, actually" person, but a secret third thing (the quality of a work is determined not by what topics or ideas it contains but by whether/how it engages with and examines those ideas)
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suburbanlegnd · 11 months
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I GOT THE TICKETS I SURVIVED THE GREAT WAR
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stormyoceans · 7 months
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IT'S LAST TWILIGHT DAY!!!!!!!!!!
THE WAIT IS OFFICIALLY OVER!!!!!!!!! AFTER 11 MONTHS AND 2 WEEKS IT'S FINALLY HERE!!!!!!!!!!
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lucyvaleheart · 4 months
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#so first of all I'm fine.#second of all I don't know if that's a lie or not but like. by some stretch it's gotta be true#so it doesn't count as a lie to my code of honor.#anyway. I keep fucking losing it y'all#I.... even now on depression medication I'm still breaking down what feels like fucking daily#it's just in different ways#crying harder than I have in a while and feeling more panicked about than like I'm releasing emotion#it's more distant but for some reason it's. easier to conceptualize uh#....tw here for like self harm and suicidal thoughts don't read the rest of these if you don't wanna see that#some reason it's easier to conceptualize the idea of. cutting myself? it never felt like a possibility before#id think about it and know I'd never do it. but. now....#.....i can't help but find myself wondering if it *would* feel good. to hurt. to see my own blood#........there are so many people who's lives I've touched that would be saddened if I were gone but#it's.....harder to use that to ground myself. to pull myself away from the thoughts of just......#..........stopping#ending everything. i dunno. fuck.#....a few weeks ago I found myself wanting to roll out of the moving car and could feel myself able to#reach for the seatbelt buckle and the door handle#........im not okay and honestly I don't know if I care#sometimes I do but when I feel like this it feels impossible TO care#it feels so distant. i feel so distant. I feel so nothing and so bad at the same time#i feel so fucking ugly#so much self hatred rearing it's head where I thought I'd gotten past it#i have a therapy appointment at the end of March and I'm not sure if that's soon enough.
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taonpest · 1 year
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I am sorry Crisanta fans I've failed y'all
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mysticallesbi · 6 days
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i should be serving cunt rn,
instead, I'm serving ✨ can't ✨
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unforth · 1 year
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I stumbled upon the post of you talking about how you're trying to raise a son that won't hate himself for being male. From a young man to the mother of a young man, thank you. Honestly thank you so much. That will mean so so much for your kiddo, both now and for the rest of his life. I hope your mother's day is a joyous one :)
oh anon, many many hugs. and thank you. I hope you don't hate yourself either, you seem like a really kind and caring person. <3
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steviesbicrisis · 1 year
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Ceilings, plaster Can't you just make it move faster? Lovely to be sitting here with you You're kinda cute but it's raining harder My shoes are now full of water Lovely to be rained on with you It's kinda cute but it's so short
The rain is hitting the car ceiling, hard. The sound reverberates, making it hard to talk.
Steve doesn't mind, they've been talking the whole night. Yes, he loves Eddie's voice, but he also loves sitting next to him and just looking at him as he pays attention to the road.
"What are you looking at?" Eddie must've felt his stare.
"You're kinda cute" Steve replies, still staring. Eddie laughs and shakes his head, as if he doesn't believe him.
Steve doesn't like it when Eddie doesn't understand how beautiful and incredible he is. He usually would argue with him about it, but he doesn't want to ruin the bubble they're in. Steve doesn't know why, but he feels on the edge, like Eddie could stop the car and run away at any moment. It makes no sense, they aren't fighting, it was a lovely evening, but the bad feeling doesn't go away.
"my shoes are soaked in water" Steve realizes, scrunching his nose at the feeling "can I borrow a pair of yours when we get home?"
Eddie turns to look at him, a sad smile on his face "I'm taking you to your house, sweetheart."
Steve doesn't understand, they usually go to Eddie's house after a date. Steve doesn't like his place, and Eddie's uncle is out for the night shift, so they can fool around and be as loud as they want to. Steve can almost feel Eddie's sheet against his naked skin, the smell of smoke, weed and artificial air freshener -Eddie insists on spraying it as a chivalry for Steve's nose, even if Steve never complains about the smell. He'd much rather smell that for the rest of his life if it meant that he could sleep at Eddie's instead of his big empty house.
The car stops.
"Time to go, big boy" Eddie's usual cheerful tone falters at the end. He's smiling at Steve, but his eyes are watery.
Steve wants to ask why they're at his house, why the mood is so off, why he's looking at him with those eyes, but the words are stuck in his throat. A small voice in his head keeps telling him to not break the moment.
Eddie leans to kiss him goodbye, like they did a million times before. Steve leans, closing his eyes.
Then it hits him.
He startles awake. He's in Eddie's van, but he's the one driving. The passenger seat is empty.
It hits him.
The heavy rain doesn't stop him from getting out of the van. He has trouble breathing, he looks around feverishly and he knows he won't see Eddie anywhere, but it felt so real, too real to not be true.
His clothes, hair, and shoes are soaked. He can't see that far around but he knows he won't find him.
It hits him.
Because Eddie doesn't exist.
And Steve doesn't remember when was the last time someone actually kissed him. Or held in his arms like he did.
The headache comes, his name goes.
Steve doesn't remember that boy's name. It feels like he has forgotten it before.
A car passes by, the driver looking at him curiously. Steve can't judge him, he must look crazy as he stays under the rain, completely soaked.
He wonders what he's doing under the rain, was he looking for something? it's on the tip of his tongue but he can't pinpoint what it is.
He goes back to his van and closes the door, shrugging.
If it's important, he will remember.
But it's not real And you don't exist And I can't recall the last time I was kissed It hits me in the car And it feels like the end of a movie I've seen before Before
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yuriyuruandyuraart · 10 months
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*for the followers*
Dear Yuri's fans, if you're bored and doom scrolling is not enough
you may be interested in going through the archive of 2022 and 2021
miss if I see you even glance towards the delete button of your vintage posts, I will eat your fingers
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the sweet temptation.....
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inafieldofdaisies · 1 year
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Far Cry 5 (2018) | Replay in 2023 | Scenery appreciation (vol. 16) | Aerial views with your local tour guide, John Seed, part 5
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goldensunset · 7 months
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i'm bored. i wanna make stair jokes again. it's not really about hiatus vs no hiatus it was never about the hiatus it was about the demon of undiagnosed untreated adhd within me
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Someone: Kink belongs at pride because its community tends to overlap a lot with the rainbow community, and has a long history with us
Some rando: But but but!!! What about!! The poor innocent wittle sex repulsed asexuals!! Don't you know they'll explode if they see even a nipple!? Or the minors!! Think of the kids! It'd be so traumatizing for a minor to be exposed to someone's display of kink!!! Don't you know that kids are completely incapable of understanding sex and sexuality!?
Me, a sex repulsed asexual who has many kinks, some of which are special interests/hyperfixations and/or explicitly sexual, and who developed these kinks as young as 12 years old: Did y'all hear something?
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