Tumgik
#a letter to my crush
zivazivc · 1 month
Note
do you think freesia and jd would ever get back together? or will they stay sort-of friends?
I'm not going to lie, I kinda like the idea of them starting to date again and seeing where it takes them. 🙈 freesia sneaked into my heart for some reason (she kind of started this new trend of mine where i make ocs that were created to be dicks and then me just getting protective of them and trying to reason out their awful behavior kasjsdj)
also their ship already has a #1 hater and #1 supporter, both of which are doing it for the wrong reasons...
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
1K notes · View notes
chimchiri · 7 months
Text
Tumblr media
Secret love letter ??? Who could it be???
703 notes · View notes
keiri-klee · 2 months
Text
Tumblr media
someone has a crush…
i love thinking about kokomi’s crush on saiki sm, this isn’t particularly a ship post? I don’t ship them, but you are free to and interpret this as you like terusai shippers!
one of the few teenage girl experiences she has, being genuinely interested in someone when you’re the prettiest girl in the world isn’t easy i can imagine
so i think its adorable she gets to have this one experience, a crush!!!! she’s so nervous, shy, when she think about him alone!
and she’s so confused!! she’s the prettiest girl ever why doesn’t he like her? why must she get so flustered over some guy! so confusing so genuine
Very cute, turning into her fanboys that sends her love letters, she must be an expert in writing them herself by now
and no she is definitely not sending them!!! and a few have gone missing.. I wonder who took them.. (HINT HINT M*K*T*)
anyway here’s some extras!
og doodle:
Tumblr media
without bg:
Tumblr media
231 notes · View notes
mysicklove · 6 months
Note
Opinion on whimpering men vs men who don't whimper ever but then one time it slips out?
well, according to the theory of intermittent reinforcement (interval schedule) 🤓👆 it is known that positive reinforcement (whimpering) will be more rewarding when it only occurs after a certain amount of time, and thus motivating the subject (me) to continue on this behavior (torturing a man)
so yeah kinda purr, putting in all that effort and finally having them make a noise bc it is so pleasurable that they can’t help it?? i’m a goner
192 notes · View notes
nope-nora · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Ruin me, ruin us, and I’ll let you
Taylor Swift, “illicit affairs” | R. F. Kuang, The Burning God | Zara Larsson, “Ruin My Life” | 5 Seconds of Summer, “Bad Omens” | audrey emmett | Lorde, “Writer in the Dark” | Richard Siken, “Scheherazade” | Oscar Wilde, in a letter to Leonard Smithers
732 notes · View notes
sparklyeyedhimbo · 10 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
thai characters that feel very pan-coded part 4/?
that dom lady da (big dragon)
parpai (love in the air)
pan (the shipper)
intouch (secret crush on you)
pisaeng (be my favorite)
this is it for now but if you have someoneelse that feels pan coded (can be from any not only thai drop them in my askbox ✨ now to the ace-coded charaters
220 notes · View notes
yenvengerberg · 2 years
Video
sometimes, just sometimes, twitter does good
860 notes · View notes
ironcolouredocean · 7 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
love
the burning heart-Louise Glück/ Maurice 1987 / south london forever-florence+the machine / painting by Cuno Amiet/ Crush-richard siken / my own private idaho 1991 / letters to milena-Franz kafka / La la land 2016
71 notes · View notes
transmechanicus · 2 months
Text
I think there should be a little app on your phone or a magic journal and every time a friend or loved one thinks something nice about you it should get written in there just for you automatically no matter how far apart you are.
36 notes · View notes
jasontoddssuper · 8 months
Text
I'm afro-carribbean,a cat person,a bi nonbinary trans guy,autistic and adhd with anxiety and mdd too,a soft uwu ray of sunshine but also have a lot of bite in me,super creative,am both super self-confident and sensitive,technically a New Yorker because i was born in NY and lived there for the first year of my life and still have an american citizenship and in love with an alt poc who's super supportive of me 24/7,a trans girl who's one of the best friend's i've ever had and another poc that i instantly started crushing on because of their coolness and chill kindness to me..................Why the fuck am i Miles Morales HDHDGDGDGF
65 notes · View notes
fictionadventurer · 8 months
Text
Imagine what it must have been like for Mark Twain to see Ulysses S. Grant write his memoirs. Twain's a successful career author, who, like all writers, knows firsthand the struggle of getting words on a page, knows how painstakingly slow and frustrating the writing process can be. And here's Grant, with no literary training whatsoever, dying of cancer, barely sleeping or eating because of the excruciating pain, regularly writing 10,000 words a day. And it's good.
I'd be tempted to give up writing right there. How do you compete with that? You can't be jealous of the guy, because of the whole "dying of cancer" thing, and yet...it's gotta just about drive you nuts. It just about drives me nuts. In good health, I can work for hours to get a few sentences on a page. And then this guy's showing us all up. It's maddening.
54 notes · View notes
front-facing-pokemon · 8 months
Text
Tumblr media
66 notes · View notes
cryinginmyroomsposts · 4 months
Text
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.
28 notes · View notes
mysicklove · 2 months
Note
Was your microbio teach really that hot? 🤔🤔
i would say on physical appearance he is a 8/10 but he has a phd in microbiology, he is the sweetest man ever, is soooooo funny, is so old man coded LOLOL, has a nice voice, talks a lot (dorky HAHA), and has a full set of greying hair
IDK HE IS JUSR SO DHDGSGSGDGDGS TO MEEEEEEE AHHHHH
dude i gave him a little mug with bacteria print on it on on the last day of the class and he was like “wow mello that is so sweet of you, you really didn’t have to do that” in the SWEETEST/SOFTEST TONE and i literally felt myself blush like so hard like SO EMBARESSING HAAHAH
i haven’t seen him in so long 😞😞😞😞 i mean nothing would EVER happen (he used to talk about how much he loves his wife and i am younger than his kids HAHAH) but still a crush is a crush LOL
but yes i love older men i do not know why
21 notes · View notes
theredcuyo · 10 months
Text
I imagine Mia seeing her student get every single piece of paper where Miles Edgeworth is, this guy with a terrible personality and dubious methods as she remembers, and then think to herself “I already knew you had bad taste, but i didn’t think it was this bad”
For the record, i do think she knew about Phoenix becoming a lawyer for the chance of seeing him again, but that doesn’t change the fact that she can’t understand this crush he has on the man
77 notes · View notes
sapphicdib · 5 months
Note
hey random thought but I was looking at the overseer description on the rain world wiki and it said that the green overseers only spawn in outer expanse and subterranean and that got me thinking
unlike spearmaster who had srs watching over them through the red overseer (until pebbles zap it outta existence) Hunter didn’t have any overseer watching over them
That means that Nsh wouldn’t know for sure if Hunter succeed in the mission because Hunter never made it back home, either succumbing to the rot or passing on through the void sea and Siggy wasn’t watching his cat unlike Suns
Nsh probably thought that once Moon wakes up, she could message the entire local group again however, Moon’s collapse left her in a state where she couldn’t communicate with the other iterators even after her revival
I mean, to cut slack for Nsh. Pebbles did put the entire region into lockdown (see five pebbles dialogue for when gourmand first enters the cann) so he probably couldn’t get in with Hunter but still
from Nsh’s perspective moon’s fate is uncertain. His hunter’s fate is uncertain.
Maybe he saw the little messenger going through subterranean which meant that Hunter probably succeeded. Maybe the last he has seen if his slugcat was before the Hunter entered the region and Hunter hasn’t returned home yet nor did Moon showed any signs of activity.
Maybe his plan worked and the keys were delivered. He wouldn’t know for sure…
basically all I’m saying is that Nsh feels like the person who would had definitely thrown more (hopefully non-cancerous) slugcats towards Moon instead of tossing Hunter and the angstiest option for why he didn’t was because he thought his plan fail as Hunter will never go home in the base game and Moon couldn’t communicate her revive
UGH YES!!! i hc that you can still see sig’s overseers sometimes in subterranean/outer expanse is because she’s still…well, desperately searching. at first for a sign of hunter, and then for a sign of moon when he realizes hunter’s probably not returning, or perhaps a way to get into the facility to see if his plan even worked.
part of the reason i think hunter was so sick is just because by the time sig made her, his facility wasn’t in the best shape, and he was rushing, desperate to save moon. in the note she sends her it literally says “excuse the unorthodox delivery method, equipment eroding etc etc”. i truly do not believe sig is “bad at making slugcats” or “didn’t follow suns’ instructions” because his dialogue PROVES THAT HE CAME UP WITH THE CONCEPT FIRST. (sorry that shit grinds my gears when ppl brush sig off as either stupid or malicious when it comes to hunter) because like…this mission is SO important to her. why the hell would he make hunter sick, therefore limiting her time to get to moon and possibly causing her death before she could reach her goal?
Tumblr media
hunter’s last wish in the void sea is to be back in sig’s arms. if he were truly malicious/didn’t show respect for her messengers, why would hunter want to return? so yeah, seeing his overseer out in the outer expanse, searching for hunter or a sign of moon being alive just ;-;
i don’t rlly think she sent more messengers after that, mainly bc he knows any slugcats he makes after hunter will likely meet the same fate due to the erosion of her equipment/the fact he thinks “there will be nothing left of moon by the time one is ready”. sig just breaks my heart because she tried and tried and tried, reaching out as far as he could, and still never knew if his plan even worked. i’m gonna stop here bc if i keep talking i am going to be writing a goddamn essay that would be better than anything i ever turned in in university LMFAO i have so many goddamn Feelings about no significant harassment rain world.
also me n ghost are actually doing an rp that’s kind of like this lmfao, and in it the reason hunter gets sick is because sig basically works herself so hard she ends up damaging his structure and the sudden power failure/shutdown affects his experiments. (obviously that has no basis in canon and is more just us writing fanfiction about what could have possibly happened)
anyways after all that angst, here is a screenshot from my game where sig’s overseer showed up and sees moon bringing sluppy hunter home :’) in my dreams i can pretend she made it back LMFAO
Tumblr media
26 notes · View notes