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dominimoonbeam · 8 days
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Don't Touch My Stuff
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Don't Touch My Stuff comes out next week! The goodreads is up if you want to add it to your TBR. I am so excited to share another contemporary romance, but mind those tags. <3
tags: trapped in elevator, stalker, mugging, enemies to friends to lovers, threatening messages, misunderstanding, trust, neighbors to everything, past assault, estranged parents, assault, explicit content, contemporary romance, mentions of child abuse and domestic violence, trauma related to jealousy
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nickgoesinsane · 1 year
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I can’t stop minors from reading my stuff, but all I ask of you is that you DON’T INTERACT. That means don’t leave likes, don’t reblog, don’t comment and don’t follow. Be invisible, don’t let me find you— because I will block you the second I find out you’re under 18, kid.
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arbiterpirate · 1 year
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You know that feeling when you leave your desk and when you return you find that someone has move all of your shit.............. That's exactly how these polls got me feeling
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Now i have to hide my shit because people can't keep their hands to themselves. these people realize i'm going to snap one day, right?
its common fucking sense. don't touch my shit, if you HAVE TO and im not there to move it TELL ME WHERE THE FUCK YOU PUT IT. So now my whole set of markers are in several different places, half of my pencils are gone, smudging stick is gone and the person who moved it has NO IDEA where they fucking put it.
JUST DON'T TOUCH OTHER PEOPLES SHIT
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brytnoter · 1 year
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code words
like how i used to write "QB/kyuubi/kurama" instead of "i had a mental breakdown today" so that nosy people looking through my notebooks would not ~find out~
my family was the strongest privacy advocators you ever met, and this was actually from one time when I came back from a bathroom break at school to find my homework diary missing from the table, and the bully had it and was just leafing through it nonchalantly. now i had nothing in there but assignments and doodles but it horrified me so much that it just made a permanent change to the way i wrote things down 8|
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Social Media Break
it’s that time again
for those that haven’t been around for this before I’m not going to be on social media as you might expect because it’s making me want to jump into a lake
probably a week or two but we’ll see where it goes
I Will Almost Certainly Return
also if you got my discord or whatever it's fine go nuts
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you know when someone takes an interest in one of your Things, and you're suddenly torn between the desperate need for them to love it as passionately as you do, and eXcUsE mE this is *my* fictional universe, what are you doing in it and why are you playing with my blorbos?
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koraesdoodles · 2 years
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Don’t Touch My Stuff Chapter 2
Stan woke up with horses trampling across his skull and every inch of him covered in fire ants. Or at least, that’s what it felt like. His arms trembled when he tried to move them, sending popping aches through his limbs as the muscles woke up.
He groaned as he sat upright. “Didja get the license number of the truck that hit me?” He grumbled to Ford, but his brother didn’t answer. That’s right. He hadn’t spent the night at home. He’d stayed with . . .
Nope, not thinking about that right now. Man he must have drank Rick into the grave if he was waking up feeling this crappy. He rubbed his eyes, trying to clear the blotchy spots in his vision. The light was like a dagger stabbed into his brain but it turned out you could get used to anything if you were exposed long enough, and eventually everything swam into focus.
The room he was in was blazing white and as bare as a prison cell, but more concerning than that was it most definitely wasn’t Rick’s. Details were starting to return to his brain now. Going to the Stan-O-War, seeing his brother, a needle prick? Ugh, maybe that explained the headache.
There was only one door, which looked locked tight, the bed Stan was on, and a single chair. A chair with its occupant staring directly at him like he wanted to eat him alive.
It wasn’t a very comfortable feeling.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/41365602/chapters/104116983#workskin
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fraye-complex · 2 months
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wow huh whered your wallet go. weird. nothin to do with me--
About to touch more than just your ass while rifling through your pockets and wherever else I have to look for it
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deadmomjokes · 2 years
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PSA: tomatoes are not spicy. Tomatoes and tomato products should not be spicy. Pizza sauce isn't inherently spicy. Tomato-based pasta sauce is not spicy. Ketchup is NOT spicy.
If tomatoes are spicy, you have an allergy to tomatoes.
This announcement brought to you by my almost 29-year-old husband learning for the first time in his 2.8 decades of putting food products into his mouth that spaghetti and saucy pizza aren't spicy foods
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got a worm nibbling my brain. can someone help me find a piece of obscure media?
webcomic/indie comic from the 2010s. basically a sci-fi short story about a young girl (with red hair?) who was being raised by scientists as part of an experiment. she receives a haircut/has her head shaved, in preparation for her annual brain scan/testing. it is revealed that while her body is human, her "brain" is artificial, made of computer implants throughout her skull and spine. at some point her biological mother (also a scientist on the same campus?) encounters her and is repulsed, viewing her as a machine who has murdered her daughter.
it was very poignant and it bruised my heart and i can NOT find it anywhere
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dominimoonbeam · 18 days
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The review copies have arrived and are looking pretty good! Excited to finalize and publish these soon!
Ruby and the Wolf is already out as an ebook but I couldn't resist making a physical version too.
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rub3n208 · 1 year
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This is me when my cousins touch my thinks of my room without permission and they break something, never touch my things
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nomlioart · 4 months
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🥀 when touch averse becomes touch starved 🥀
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ezetfo · 2 years
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Like five minutes since my last post
I feel better about life, months go by between posts, and I'm slowly going through life. I am almost out of university, just need three more clases and my internship.
I have gone further than i have ever thought. Life is still hard but, i do things at my own pace. I no longer tell my family just how cluttered i have my place, I try to be kinder to my self.
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I have developed this sort of territorial situation, i need to have things the way i left them. I stayed with an aunt for some days and she folded the luggage i had left out, i lost it when i came back. I didn't say anything to her, I just shut the door saying i was gonna sleep and just had a meltdown on the floor as i tried to hide under the bed. I guess it is some sort of way to have control over my life, a reassurance that things are the way i need. Moving my stuff without my knowledge felt so invasive and i felt so... Vulnerable i guess. Things need to be the way i left them, i don't like people messing with stuff.
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I had a situation with a friend (A) , they started evading me a bit. Whenever i saw them and tried to have a conversation they sort of felt like they were shutting me out. I thought maybe i was the one doing that because it was just when i was around, i realized it wasn't me after some time.
I spoke about it to a close friend (B) , i was thinking of approaching A about it, see what was going on. Friend B told me A was probably going through something. I had also thought about that but it was really just with me.
Legit, i would go over and A would just like stop talking after a bit, or if there were other friends A would put on headphones and turn away.
Well, B and A hung out one day and B brought up the subject. Apparently A really appreciates our friendship and how i try to be there for them.... A just doesn't like that i approach with "too much energy" and it tires A out to speak to me and see me just be practically the same person i have been throughout all of our years of friendship.
It made me angry, i mean, how the fuck is it now a problem? B said A was sometimes stressed and tired, and she just couldn't deal with my energy or something. I am angry A couldn't just fucking tell me that they didn't felt like talking instead of just fucking starting to ignore me suddenly.
I didn't tell A that B told me, i am just being the same. I really really appreciate A, we have been friends for years and we have shared a bunch of stuff but, i won't be changing the way I act and feel again for someone. If A has a problem with me, then A can tell me.
I have stopped going out of my way just to get to see A, if I see them then i do, if i don't then i don't. I used to cross the whole capus just to see them for 40 minutes now that our schedules don't really match. If my presence is a bother, then i won't put myself in a situation where i have to beg for affection.
A talks to me mostly when friend C is around because "C chanels their (my) energy". Otherwise A has basically just slowly been distancing themselves from me. B tells me A has put me as a second thought even when we are around each other. A posts a picture with pur friends, I am not in it because they are taken right when i go away.
Am i upset that i am losing a friend? Yes but, i won't change the way I am.
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I also think that A has some weird version of me in their eyes. Like i am always happy and never had a sad or depressing though in my life. Which considering the stuff i have shared with them, A know shit has hit the fan.
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Well, besides all that. I think life is going okay most of the time. It's like bread, plain old bread. Ain't gonna win a cooking competition but neither is it gonna let you go hungry.
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mono-blogs-art · 3 months
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Higa Manami as Nomoto Yuki in Tsukuritai Onna to Tabetai Onna, episodes 11 - 13
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