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cryinginmyroomsposts · 4 months
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I always have had big feelings.
It's a curse and blessing.
When I love, I love with all my existence, so much that the love overflows and topples me over like a high tide on a full moon night. And when I hurt... I feel it everywhere. first, it tugs at my feet like the first big wave of the night and then it takes over me like a tsunami.
The hurt reverberates in me and echoes in everything I do. It burns my touches, my smiles and my breaths. The love emanates from me like radiation, everything glows bright and the lightness in my step makes the pavements look pink on a gloomy night. Being with you feels like a sunset, the pinks and oranges fading into an ultraviolet that brings me an incandescent smile. The calm after a day with blazing heat and raging Manhattan breeze feeding into the slow waves of the Hudson against the pier into a night so vibrant and blue it puts the city lights to shame. I chase the moon. As a child of feelings that eat me up the night protects me from judgmental eyes and wraps me in a blanket of comfort. As I lay there, on several dark nights, on city rooftops, shedding tears of red and gold, the moon stood right above me. The moon had been my best friend before I understood the meaning of the word in a moving human being. You feel like the moon comes down on the earth to be my best friend shining light on a dark stormy night. Like the one I come to during times of turbulence. Again, I am well aware these are feelings that aren't necessarily described as normal psychologically. but I have never been one for being "normal". I am too much for everyone and myself. I smile too much and cry too much. Ask too much and reveal too much. I shy away too much and achieve too much. I love too much and hate too much. I am sad too much and worry too much. I am alone too much and I push people away too much. I think about myself too much and wish I didn't disappoint people too much. I hurt too much and love too much. Yet all I crave is the intimacy of being understood. Everyone sees me, eviscerates me, points fingers at me, criticises me and admires me. Not many know me... Do I know me? Do I know you? What are you if not the pieces you have shown me... and if those pieces are anything to go by, I know we are similar.
You love a lot, with all your being. You love the trees, the sun, the moon, the wind, your friends and your family. To be loved by you would be a blessing from the heavens above. To be the one lighting up your eyes and making you turn red. To be the one who takes care of you and makes a fuss about you for once. I am scarred, everywhere outside and inside. The demons that I acquired in the game of life have poisoned my brain into believing I shouldn't deserve someone who can give so much pure unadulterated love. But I refuse to listen to them... I am scared, I always am. Too much (again). Disappointment has been my companion through the rough journies I have taken up until this point. To get disappointed by you and/or to disappoint you would be a shame. You remind me of me- the version who loves with no inhibitions and sees joy in nature. The image of you smiling at the sunset- a recurring occurrence, will forever be etched in my brain. That exact moment was when I fell in love with myself. Seeing you do something I used to do until I started letting people get to me and realising how beautiful your soul is when I fell for myself.
The pragmatic brain in me tells me that it is probably too soon for me to even believe I am in love with you, while the hopeless heart retorts that I fell in love with myself and that is the more important aspect. Is there a point to this rambling other than to detangle the mess in my brain? Not initially, but now the point seems to be the realisation I have had on exactly how deep my feelings could go. Added with the epiphany that I am not scared about it either. Once again, pragmatism and past pain should know better but I have always been the one to feel with all my being. So it only makes sense I feel this with every fibre cell, even the one still recovering from the last fall.
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bizarrelittlemew · 22 days
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speechless because @xoxoemynn sent me custom-made commemorative coasters and a mug of the time david jenkins reblogged my gifset i mean PLEASE 😭😭😭
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I'M IN TEARS EMY WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE YOU. NOT GONNA TALK ABOUT THE CARD BECAUSE I WILL CRY FR AGAIN
i was already so grateful you'd send along the stuff i ordered (and the most well-traveled lil vampire guy who has now found a purple crocodino boyfriend in denmark, look at them!!) and then you did all this what the fuck 😭
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(i got the t-shirt and a few of the stickers myself but i was NOT PREPARED FOR ALL THIS)
i'm struggling to find words for how touched i am and how lucky i feel to have you in my life 😭
i think this might have healed something in me from having the cancellation happen on my birthday (😔✌️) like this fandom is incredible and has helped me meet people who mean so much to me, i couldn't imagine my life without you 💖💖💖 marianne you're the kindest loveliest person and you deserve all the best in the world, thank you for being just the way you are 🥹💗
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subwaytostardew · 7 months
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▲ Subway to Stardew - Ingo 8-Heart Event ▲
This plays after getting at least 8 hearts with Ingo and entering the library. Ingo sends a letter for this too...
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beanghostprincess · 15 days
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hear me out I like zeff/yasopp I think it's great but just hear me out sora right? Mrs Vinsmoke instead of poisoning herself to fix her babies. She poisons her husband, killing him. She takes her daughter and runs away to the east blue.
She finds the nice humble island with a small village known as syrup village. She has a nice little home and delivers her babies in the village and raises them on her own. They're all completely normal well adjusted non-emotionally stunted children with their own passions and hobbies. Ichiji literature and poetry, Niji gardening and plants Sanji is still cooking and Yonji is sports mainly baseball Reiju ballet.
she befriends a lady named Banchina she likes to visit her once in a while and brings her son usopp to play with them. They get closer like really close Sora is catching feelings practically having a second sexual awakening with this woman. She doesn't know what to do She didn't even know she was bisexual until now. That's how trapped she was in that miserable miserable marriage
Banchina is a lesbian (insert lavender marriage backstory right here we know the lore yasopp is being gay somewhere this ain't about him) she fell for this woman the minute she saw her she was head over heels. Gorgeous, beautiful. She needs her She wants her. She pursues her
They kiss, they start seeing each other more often they get closer they're in love
NOOO THIS IS SO CUTE ILOVEITILOVEITILOVEITILOVEITILOVEITILOVEITILOVEITILOVEITILOVEIT-
The whole lavender marriage thing with Yasopp and Banchina is just amazing to me, tbh. I adore them. And Sora deserved so much better,, She deserved to escape from that hell and get a wife fr fr. And in this concept we're like, SO adding Childhood BFFs to lovers Sanuso right??? Right???
Because I can't stop thinking about Sora raising the kids on her own in Syrup Village and they all have their little personalities and passions. And Sanji still loves to cook and is the sweetest thing that has ever existed. Honestly, he might not get his stubborn and strong personality from Zeff but he could most definitely get it from his brothers. 100%. If in this concept they act like normal siblings I can assure you they are arguing 24/7 (but they're very protective of Sanji because you will have to kill me before I give up my headcanon of the brothers actually loving Sanji a lot). So yadda yadda yadda he meets Usopp and they are best friends and they grow up together and they are boyfriends and the story is similar to the original except that there's no Zeff BUT Luffy does end up making these two idiots join. Except that they're boyfriends already. And the story doesn't change because they already look like boyfriends in canon.
But this isn't about them because I like women more!
Okay so Sora is the sweetest mother in the whole world but since she has to raise the kids on her own she also has to act tough sometimes and you know,,, It is a hard job when you have,,, 5 kids,,, Poor woman. But she loves her little angels SO much it's insane and they love her even MORE and they all help in their tiny little home in the village somehow. Tiny little family that is not so tiny because those are 5 kids. Girl,,, I just know Banchina would want to help her somehow. Usopp doesn't have that many friends and Banchina thinks it's a great idea to go visit Sora and the kids so Usopp has somebody to play with. And even if it's a bit hard because his personality clashes a lot with the brothers, he gets along the most with Sanji. Instant best friendism because Sanji looks so sweet and quiet and sensitive and Usopp goes full superhero mode on him. My pookies,,,
Honestly, Banchina is so real for falling for Sora right away. Because. You know. Have you seen Sora? I think Banchina admires her a lot because sometimes it's hard for her to raise Usopp on her own without Yasopp around and you're telling her Sora can do that same thing with 5 kids??? And Sora falls for Banchina too because. Again. Have you seen her??? And she is also so fun to be around and so so helpful!
Wouldn't it be extremely sweet but angsty if they started to fall in love, meeting even when the kids aren't around and doing chores together, but Sora feeling guilty because she thinks Banchina is actually married married to Yasopp? She doesn't know anything about the lavender marriage yet,,, And Banchina doesn't want to ask personal, intrusive things, so she doesn't know more than "They escaped from a bad place" about Sora and her kids. She guesses she doesn't want a romantic relationship now-- But she does!! Of course she does!!
Banchina is just,, So sweet to her and so so helpful and thoughtful. Sora isn't used to this much kindness in her life,, You have to keep in mind she basically got out of an abusive relationship and it's the first time somebody actually wants her for herself and not to use her. Banchina always wants to cook for her and help her with her groceries and look after the kids when Sora wants to take a nap. And I think Sora also would see her with Sanji cooking, stopping fights between the brothers and playing with them (also fixing their stuff bc I hc that Banchina knows her ways when it comes to like, mechanics and art and such), and talking for hours with Reiju and dancing with her. Sora is so in love,,, She has never felt like this before. She didn't even know she liked girls. But she doesn't want to make any sudden changes for the kids,, Again,, Or ruin what they have. So she stays quiet.
And Banchina loves painting, by the way. Obviously, because I say so (and bc I want Usopp to have a deeper reason to love art). So Banchina is always drawing Sora, at first absentmindedly, and later on she realizes the only thing that inspires her is Sora,,, She has always been looking for that. A true passion and stability and knowing she can trust somebody to stay and to offer her their heart so she can paint it. She's a bit intense when it comes to helping Sora, maybe, but she wants to be helpful! And Sora is always taking care of her too and her health!! Looking out for her and being oh so gentle and fun to be around. Sora is the sweetest but she's also a bit of a tease and her laugh is the cutest thing Banchina has ever heard. But yeah,,, Neither of them wants to confess even though they've almost kissed,,, A lot of times.
Okay,,, But wouldn't it be cute if Sanji and Usopp's crushes on each other started very early in their friendship and Sora and Banchina realized they have to be honest about their feelings thanks to their kids??? Because they both ask for advice from them about how to tell somebody you like them, and when they're both like "If you truly feel like it's meant to be you'll know... You need to follow your heart and be honest..." they know they have to finally be together together. They wouldn't tell their kids right away because they think they need to get used to more to this dynamic first and it's a big change. So they stay quiet and keep it to themselves. But, you know, Banchina and Usopp basically live with them now at this point so it's hard not to know.
Also,,, Can't stop thinking about Sora being a badass and knowing Judge is the most horrible person to ever exist BUT still having issues with relationships because of his fault? She still has this feeling of like, thinking she's worthless and needs to do more and more and more? And give give give? And Banchina helping her all the time and sharing the burden and seeing all the pretty things Judge found ugly in her,,,, It does wonders for her heart. And Banchina also realizes that she doesn't have to be alone and can share her passions and true feelings with somebody finally??? What if I cry.
Aghhhh. I absolutely adore this. The kids grow up and do their own things and Usopp and Sanji go with Luffy and they are all happy and there's no angst! And once they're alone they can be cottagecore middle-aged sapphics in their little village.
Lil note: Somebody choose a shipname bc I am awful with these things thank you-
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chloeseyeliner · 4 months
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[Screenshot from Casey MCquinston's instagram stories.
(Letter from Henry to Alex they firstly posted on 2020, written in cursive)
Alex,
There are years, and have been for me, during which the holidays become a long, lonely walk through a dark wood. Perhaps something irreplacable has been lost. You stand before an icy path listening to the sound of bells, but you can't recall how to follow them. Even if you could, last year's coat wasn't made for this cold. And why should it be? You don't know the person who wore it any more than you know how to walk toward that damned ringing. You can't remember a hearth, or a warm hand, or the smell of cinnamon and ginger- or, you can, but you can't bear it, so you tell yourself that you can't.
But there are also years that feel like a fresh snow. The first one of the year, an early, unexpected rush that knocks all the yellow leaves down. It's strange to feel a beginning here, but I do. God, I do.
I love you for a thousand reasons and in a thousand ways, but today in particular I love you because I can't wait to wake up on Christmas morning. I want the entire horrible, embarrassing ordeal- crackers and pudding and scratchy wool sweaters (And yes, I will even consent to those matching ones. I am that thankful.) I want new traditions with you, and because they will be by your design, I am confident that they will be ridiculous and sacrilegious and wonderful. I want to crackle across the radio with a Christmas address that is only and itemized list of your holiday sock collection, beginning with the ones that have Father Christmas in a cowboy hat on them.
Put your chin on my shoulder, love. Climb under the quilt. Remind me what joy feels like. You do it every day, darling- shouldn't be too troublesome for you.
Thank you for meeting me in the wood.
Thank you for leading me home.
Happy Christmas,
Henry]
**sighs**
time for the annual reposting of Henry's letter to Alex for the winter holidays! yay.
**tears up at "[...] But last year's coat wasn't made for this cold. And why should it be? You don't know the person who wore it any more than you know how to walk toward that damned ringing. [...]"**
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morrigan-sims · 6 months
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I've been procrastinating working on RTQ by trying to decide what each character's handwriting would look like...
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shadowxamyweek · 1 year
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don't it say something about shadow that he's at his best, most enjoyable moments when Amy interacts with him XD he takes himself so seriously with others, but around her he drops the act a bit and flusters, it's very cute
XD XD XD It does. It very much does 💖🖤
I'd be remiss to fail to add onto this, however, that I believe Amy brings that out in everyone.
This may be a bit of a ramble (for that i appologize), but Amy Rose... She has a great capacity for helping people understand that they are loved. Whatever argument or playful ribbing or conversation or moment or joke or anything- ANYTHING she and another character are involved in- that character never questions whether Amy cares for them or not.
Amy cares deeply. Fervently. Frightfully. It's why we love her, too.
That character knows they are loved. Whatever context or interpretation of 'loved' you have based off of headcanons and ships and friend dynamics- it doesn't matter. They know they are loved.
And that... can flustered people XD
But of course, we ship Amy and Shadow XD we notice it more with them (also, we've been starving for them to talk to one another for nearly a decade. The Shadow the Hedgehog game, the last time I believe they spoke, came out in 2005... it has been a hot minute.)
I will add on and clarify- she's not the only person to get past his walls (though she IS the only one who we see do so in The Murder of Sonic). Rouge and Sonic can also get around Shadow's defenses in one way or another. The way each character successfully maneuvers this will obviously get a different reaction from Shadow (we as people are different and react differently to different people, yes? Even our own friends.)
But I do love, as you said, how flustered Shadow got with her specifically, and it IS different from how he responds to others by a large margin. It is in such a way and manner that I haven't seen any other character pull off, and it makes me so happy 🖤💖
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alternativeulster · 9 months
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i'm the most irish person alive because about 80% of my known direct ancestors got banished from ireland
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princeconsortroad · 4 months
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Casey via their Instagram stories; 23.12.23.
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dramarants · 1 year
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omg fan letter please is the exact mix of emotional and comedic I need rn, it doesn’t take itself too seriously all while drawing from the classics - high school sweethearts, the one that got away, sad meow meow supporting their family, easy to hate reporter antagonist, notting hill style celebrity girl polite but average guy, adorable sick kid
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beetleevil · 11 months
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warandpussy · 2 years
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Portrait of an unknown woman, by an unknown artist
This piece has just recently been rediscovered, and has caused great speculation among experts as to its provenance. It has been approximately dated to the 1590s. 
There are many unusual qualities to the work that have puzzled art historians. The subject of the painting is unadorned by fine jewellery, and is dressed in black, simple clothing. Her hair is loose, and she does not wear a veil. Yet, as we know, to be painted at all was a reserve of only the most extravagantly wealthy. 
So what led her to be painted in this way?
John Garland has theorised the following: “A widow, perhaps. This was a time of significant turmoil in England, facing unrelenting military conflict from Philip of Spain. Many men were lost at sea - and many would have left their wives behind. Her eyes are rich with tears as she reads; the artist’s intimate depiction suggesting she cannot even bring herself to participate in the trappings of performed mourning - only reading and rereading the loathed sentences again and again, now, and forever.”
Now on display at the National Gallery, London. 
17 July, 2022.
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Songs of love: Day 17 Love letters
I think it’s obvious but the above is fake news, I painted it myself.
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beinfriends · 1 year
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💌 [ anyone, pick a villager that has your thoughts rn ]
Accepting | Send a symbol for my muse to describe someone…
💌 - … they love (or crush on, or in a platonic way, etc.)
"...there's a lot of ways to describe her." Paul leaned back and looked up, tapping his fingers on the back of his other hand. "But I've thought about this a lot, so hopefully I can do it justice. I think what really defines her is how genuinely warm she is. I've always loved that about her. It makes you comfortable with her immediately. She's one of the friendliest people I know, and she's easy to talk to. I truly admire that. I'm not like that at all, so I respect that sort of skill-- and it is a skill, I believe."
His monotone voice did not betray much emotion, but anyone who knew him knew that feeling was there. Maybe there was a slight affectionate glint in his eye, or just the genuine sincerity of what he said, but it was there. Even now, twenty years after they'd known each other, Paul still got butterflies talking about her sometimes.
"I like what makes her unlike me. The fact that she's friendly, and good with people, and far less anxious than me. I like her confidence. It's deserved, but she's humble about it. She's a very smart person, too. I admire how quickly she can figure out solutions, things I wouldn't have thought of, or would have taken a lot more time to have. She always seems to know what people are thinking. She's very in tune with people, especially me. It's something I admire because I'm not any good with that unless it's her... we balance each other out really well, I think.
"She's also very fun and creative. She likes to do a lot of different hobbies and crafts just to try them. But she's still dedicated... she doesn't just drop one thing to try something else. She balances things well and tries to really learn new things all the time. She learned to paint recently. She gets me to try things I wouldn't normally. Gets me out of my comfort zone or however you'd say it. She's sort of a... colorful person. I don't know if that makes any sense, but it's how it feels. She dresses brightly, and I always liked that. Her favorite color is pink, and it's my favorite too. Because it feels like it's hers. It reminds me of her, so I like it."
He was rambling, and he knew it. Paul was never good at being succinct when it came to talking about her. Normally, he always was otherwise, but he supposed that there wasn't anything all that wrong when it was just him expressing his love, right? Somehow, he should probably wrap it up, though. Otherwise, he'd be here talking about her forever.
Paul adjusted his glasses. "She's just a wonderful person. She's perfect-- or, no, she's not perfect, but that makes her perfect for me. There isn't a thing about her I don't like. She's just too lovable." He paused, then added, "I love her more than anything. I guess that's the shortest way to say it."
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trans-xianxian · 2 years
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I yam planning on taking the train to florida in jan to visit my bestie for our birthday and during the Three Day Train Ride there's two two hour lay overs in two different cities obviously and I know that it's almost half a year away but in my brain I'm like. is two hours enough time for me to go to the natural history museum in each city
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foxgloveinspace · 1 year
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Listen. If you had told me in August I would be hyperfocused on Assassin's Creed, Daredevil, CoD, and DBH by January, I would have shoved you. And the fact that I am MORE INTO THESE THINGS THEN I EVER HAVE BEEN!! WHen three of these are re-hyperfixations, and I am just. FUlly, FULLY obsessed with them. And DBH was just last night,fuck. TO be fair I had a long af night. I was up til 3. reading dbh fic (but the fic was not the reason I couldn't sleep, I couldn't sleep so I fic, you see).
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efloarchive · 1 year
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hana learned how to speak in kantō dialect after she moved out of her family's estate. she originally talks in a heavy chūgoku accent and will slip back into it when she's tired or angry or when she's talking to her family.
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