#i miss you very much

[anthropoetics]

Raymond Carver, “Hummingbird,” from All of Us: The Collected Poems

#i was writing something to my grandma #and i was going through my little notebook where i write down my favorite poems #and there it was! i forgot how this poem is made for her #like every spring and summer this colorful world is entirely made for you grandma #and hummingbirds. flying around the kitchen & backyard. #i miss you very much #words #raymond carver #a love letter to: grandma #my curations

[menemineo]

Я жду тебя.

Я хочу родить тебе сына.

Я жду твой смех.

Я жду твои прикосновения, твой взгляд.

Я жду твои страсть и радость встречи.

Я жду твой юмор, блеск твоих прекрасных черных глаз.

#любовь #обо мне #отношения #дневник #я #любимый #дети #скучаю #соскучилась #i miss you #i miss you very much #i love you #i love you very much #mua #русский дневник #русские посты #русский tumblr

[oliviridian]

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#i miss you very much

[gun-p0wder-and-glitter]

It feels like I'm surrounded by strobe lights,

Or I've been hit by repeated flash bangs.

It's not a fog, it's much thicker and much more disorienting.

I can't navigate my way through this. Not alone.

#fuct #grief #i miss you very much

[drrba]

☀️

#ace attorney #phoenix wright #miles edgeworth #narumitsu #wrightworth #did this one for a zine! i really loved trying this old postcard style for this piece #unfortunately this art is very horizontal so its kinda hard to see if you dont zoom in #i miss them so much.. #art

[nonasbirthday]

i still can't believe there are folks who say "well GTN is annoying but you just have to get through it and then the other books aren't like that so you'll be fine."

personally i have been chasing the high of GTN ever since i first closed the book

#yes i love HTN but to me it was a slog! honestly pacing is not strong in any of these books #they're chock-full of reread value but unless you are looking deeper like that tbh not much happens plot-wise in each book #and HTN is the worst culprit because you get basically harrow just being miserable on the mithraeum for four acts #interspersed with chapters that are a different version of something you already read #the way i love each book is very different but GTN was FUN #you know?? #i miss it #(i miss her. gideon my dumb baby come back to me) #the locked tomb #gideon the ninth #nonasbirthday

[marxsthings]

Do you.... remember me?

NERGI I DOOO AHHAHHAHA I WAS WAITING FOR YOU TO COME AROUND HOW ARE YOU BABESSS :DD

#marxsthings #marxstalks #love;nergi #how are you really thoo #i miss you very much

[lizzibennet]

my favorite line in the barbie movie was “we’re going back for my doll” like i felt that so so deeply. it’s about the inherent connection a little girl has to her most beloved doll and the abject horror of realizing u accidentally left her behind somewhere. like u do not know what else is happening and do not care if it’s inconvenient you ARE coming back for that doll. similarly it’s about being an adult and feeling so lost and dejected and remembering when the world was yours to invent, yours to build, yours to take - all you needed was that little doll and you were set and it all seemed so simple and magical. it’s about reminiscing and realizing little you knew so, so much, she understood a lot you seem to be struggling with rn. it’s about coming back for and to little you. it’s about waving to the little girl you once were and being kind to her and asking what does she have to share with you today and tucking her in and knowing with absolute certainty what she knew back then: no matter what else is happening, no matter where you are, where you’ve gone, where she is, you are going back for that fucking doll, simply because you must

#sorry as someone who was once a doll collector and had to sell them for $$$ reasons and misses them so so very much #that line was just like. god i know in the movie it’s almost inconsequential but like. you ARE going back for that little doll #you ARE that’s not a discussion. that’s the way it HAS to happen #AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! i have a lot of feelings but most especially I MISS MY DOLLS SO MUCH BRO #barbie spoilers #barbie

[saetoshi]

sae is bad with timezones.

whenever he goes on a trip because of football he always forgets he’s not in your timezone.

it’s why you’ve woken up in the middle of the night to your phone ringing right next to your pillow, his name lighting up the screen.

“hey.” his voice is almost enough to make you smile. (almost. you’re still too sleepy.)

you stifle a yawn, “hi.”

“hi.” you can practically feel his smile.

a sleepy huff of laughter slips past your lips, “you already said that.”

“i know,” he sounds a little breathless, you note, “i just like greeting you.”

a smile blooms on your lips when he says that, your heart skipping a beat. you hide your face in your pillow, shying away as if he could see you.

you turn your attention to your phone when you faintly hear him plop down on his bed with a groan.

“you would not believe the morning i had,” he huffs.

“was it bad?” you bite back a yawn, stretching out on the bed.

you frown when he lets out a deep sigh, “it was worse than i would’ve liked.”

“i couldn’t get coffee because there was this huge line at this café i like, so i barely had any energy to do anything,” a fond smile tugs at your lips when you picture the pout on his lips.

your brows knit in confusion. “i thought your manager got your coffee?”

a dry laugh leaves sae’s lips, “here’s where my morning gets worse. he was busy because i had an interview.”

your face scrunches up, a soft laugh leaving your lips. “yikes.”

“yikes.” sae echoes back, laughing. “i think you can imagine how that went.”

“yeah,” you sleepily laugh, “i feel bad for the poor people who had to interview you.”

“hey!” a drowsy smile tugs at your lips when you hear the mock offense in his voice.

you yawn, “so your interview just ended?”

he hums, “i came back to the hotel as soon as i could.”

“really?” your eyes start to droop.

“yeah,” you can hear his smile, “i wanted to hear your voice.”

your face flushes. you reach out to grab sae’s pillow and hold it close to your chest, hiding your face in it.

“shut up,” you mutter. your eyes flutter closed, a yawn slips past your lips.

he laughs, “how was your morning?”

sae frowns when you don’t reply.

your eyes snap open when he calls out your name. “yeah?”

there’s a pause. you frown in sleepy confusion, “sae?”

“i woke you up again, didn’t i?” his voice comes out soft, almost as if he feels guilty for having woken you up again.

(again, because he’s not used to not being in your timezone. again, because the fact that you’re miles away and not a train ride away always slips his mind.)

you sheepishly laugh, “you did.”

your heart swells with fondness when you picture his face flushing in embarrassment.

“sorry,” he awkwardly coughs.

“it’s fine.” you whisper, a teasing smile lifting the corners of your lips, “i wanted to hear your voice, too.”

you bury your face into sae’s pillow, laughing when sae mutters a soft and very bashful, ‘shut up.’

a yawn slips past your lips and you nuzzle into sae’s pillow, a small smile on your face when you note his lingering scent.

“you should go to sleep.”

you let out a confused hum, tilting your head to the side.

a huff of amused laughter leaves sae’s lips, “you should go back to sleep.”

“i don’t wanna leave you alone, though.” you pout.

“and i don’t wanna keep you up any longer,” he hums.

you frown, yawning. “i can stay up a little longer.”

“i’d rather you didn’t,” he sounds reluctant. like he doesn’t want you to leave. (you really wish he was next to you right now.)

“i miss you.” your voice is laced with longing, sae’s pillow scrunched up against your frame as you clutch it tighter to you in a poor attempt to pretend it’s actually sae.

“i miss you too.” sae’s voice is barely above a whisper. you wonder if he’s also holding on to a pillow, pretending it’s you.

“i wish you’d come home now.” you mumble, eyes drooping as sleep tightens its grip around you.

you can feel sae’s smile through the phone, “me too.”

there’s a small pause before sae speaks again. “seriously, though, go sleep.”

you frown, “are you kicking me out already?”

“i don’t want to,” he laughs, “but i’d hate for you to not get enough sleep because of me.”

“you’ll miss me, though,” you pout. (he doesn’t say it, but you’re right. he will miss you. even if he knows you’ll call him as soon as you wake up.)

“go sleep,” he insists, “i’ll be here when you wake up.”

you try to stifle yawn, “can you stay until i fall asleep?”

your eyes flutter closed, a content smile on your lips when you hear him hum.

“i can even stay until you wake up again.” he teases.

“would you really?” your voice is laced with sleep.

you don’t see it, but there’s a big grin on sae’s face. “yeah.”

so he does.

(and he doesn’t mention it, but he’ll stay with you for as long as you let him.)

#im a sucker for domesticity i think it’s been very much established #i . i miss . i miss sae . #take this as my lil gift from me to u bc im gonna be very busy this week #bllk x reader #sae x reader #bllk x you #blue lock x reader #blue lock x you #bllk fluff #bllk scenarios #blue lock fluff #blue lock sae #itoshi sae x reader #blue lock itoshi sae #sae itoshi x reader #itoshi sae x you #sae x you #sae x y/n #bllk itoshi sae #itoshi sae #bllk sae

[skeletoninthemelonland]

a glimpse of what their early dynamic looks like

#i'm posting these in this blog first because i think its very silly #i could talk about them if you want me to #*ignores if you want to hear me or not and simply starts talking* #I think at some point during development i stopped thinking about them as 'mrs. afton and mr. afton' #it's funny knowing they were never supposed to meet at all #Ballora belongs to sister location. which takes place some time around 1983 or 1985 (Behind The Codes has its own canon timeline) #Fazbear's Fright happens in 2023. which is 30-40 years apart #but then we have Ultimate Custom Night. Everyone is trapped together in the same location seemingly with no chances of escaping. #if you think about it. they're just a part of this huge scrupulous plan #no one is predestined to anything. it's certainly not different for Springtrap and Ballora. #they are just... there. like everyone else #they are all linked in some way. all the clues tie back to the Missing Children Incident. #but... you're probably right. maybe there's more to it #maybe there is A Link rather than a link. you know what I mean? #Episode 3 will explore this and much more #for now. have these two idiots trying to figure out how to get out of trouble #behind the codes #fnaf #fnaf behind the codes #five nights at freddy's #ballora #springtrap #fnaf btc #my art #starbstalks

[r-truth]

❝ Wrestling is not a love story, it's a Fairy Tale for masochists. A comedy for people who criticize punchlines. A fantasy most can't understand, a spectacle no one can deny. Lines are blurred. Heores are villains. Budgets are cut. Business is business.

But it can also be a land where Dead men walk. Where Honor makes you Elite. Where Demons run for office. And Rock Bottom is a reason to rejoice. WOOOOO! It's an escape. A reason to point the blame at anyone but yourself for 2-3 hours. An excuse to be a kid again, and nothing matters except the moment we are in.

Wrestling is not a love story, it's much more. It's hope.

And in a world surrounded in hate, greed and violence, a world where closure may never come. We all know a place that has hot and cold hope on tap. For better or for worse. - Windham6 ⭕ (1987―2023)

#bray wyatt #luke harper #wweedit #wwe #* #*wyatt #i didn't want not to make something. so this is it. that's all there is #i will miss you bray. very much

[a-s-levynn]

"A sacred guardian" A Series of Small Offerings - IV/1 - day33

#a series of small offerings #sleep token fanart #levynn tries to draw #i had this thing in my head since i put together the small offerings challenge #that was in last november #so this was cooking in my brain for some time now #this was the only one i had a very clear idea for what i wanted #the only thing wasn't set in stone was what runes i want to put on him #this is my sistine chapel #this is the peak #we only gonna go down from here #hope you like it because i worked on this pretty much all day and i've never been this happy or satisfied with anything i ever did probably #and yes this is one of my standard ca. 13 cm tall drawings as per usual before anyone asks #also yes Darya you guessed it that was the tmbte moon rising on the missing limbs one #sleep token #vessel fanart #vessel i #i sleep token #sleep token i #vessel sleep token #sleep token vessel #sleep token band #sleeptoken #levynn tries to think

[wildflowercryptid]

the girls are beefing in the clubroom again. [ og post ]

#sorry not sorry to turn everything i draw into mushy kieflo stuff but can you really blame me? #also very important note : i don't think drayton's homophobic i just think he's a hater. especially towards these two #i ended up changing kieran's post-dlc hair style slightly i missed their lil ponytail #the freaking dichotomy of this goofy ass drawing vs the much more serious stuff i was drawing on another canvas is extremely funny to me #pokemon #pokemon scarlet and violet #pkmn scarvio #pokemon drayton #elite four drayton #pokemon florian #trainer florian #pokemon kieran #rival kieran #tealmaskshipping #candyappleshipping #kieflo #🎨 : mj draws #🕰️ : scheduled post

[salsakiyoomi]

“so this is it? you’re just going to leave?” 

suna’s voice slightly breaks as he asks that question, he doesn’t know where he went wrong — when he went wrong for you to suddenly break up with him, like, for god’s sake, you've been dating for three years, what happened?

it hurts when you don’t answer, it hurts even more that you won’t meet his gaze with your face turned away from him, “come on, y/n, look at me.” he says pleadingly.

you don’t look at him, you’re not sure if it’s because you don’t want to see the desperate look in his eyes, or if it’s to hide the tears in your own, “i’m sorry, rin.” you say quietly, “this is just — it’s not working out, okay?”

“not working out?” he repeats back, his voice breaks again, “what do you mean? we’ve - we’ve been together for three years, we were happy, you were happy. what changed?”

the chilly december breeze blows against the two of you — you hug yourself as if seeking warmth, it was cold atop the rooftop of suna’s penthouse and you were starting to doubt if it was even a good idea to bring him up here for this.

you inhale in a shaky breath, “look, i just think we need a break, okay?” you don’t tell him it’s because you think he’s spending too much time at practice, or that it’s because he’s not giving you the attention you need, no more clinging to you on friday nights watching horror movies or that it’s because of the one too many nights out drinking with his friends and coming home with the overwhelming scent of a woman’s perfume completely engulfing him — you know suna would never cheat on you but the implication that he might’ve in the haze of the alcohol and the zero recollection in his hangover the next day leaves you doubting.

“a break? and then what? we’re just gonna get back together after you’re done cooling off?” the last part comes out a little harsher than he meant — he’s hurt, he doesn’t get it, you’re just going to leave with no reason whatsoever. 

he sighs, running a hand through his hair, “sorry, i…didn’t mean it like that.”

you still won’t look at him, and it hurts more than he would admit, “i just, i don’t get it.” he mumbles, almost like he’s talking to himself, “at least tell me why you’re leaving.” it comes out in a whisper, he doesn’t want to believe this is actually happening.

“i told you, rin, this just isn’t working out.” you say quietly, looking down on the city lights below, hugging your jacket — his jacket closer to yourself to keep your body warm as another harsh gust of wind blows.

he groans, “this isn’t a reason — come on, baby, we’re happy — ” he says but you cut him off “we were happy, rin. but this,” you finally turn around to look at him and gesture with your hand between the two of you — and suna doesn’t miss the tears brimming the corners of your eyes, “whatever this is now between us, this isn’t how we used to be — i just, i can’t do it anymore.” you say, your voice finally breaks, your cold resolve shattering.

“why?” he asks quietly, attempting to hold your gaze but you turn away from him, “i think you know why.” you murmur.

he doesn’t, he really doesn’t but he doesn’t think that there is a way to get you to back down from this anymore.

silence falls around the two of you like a heavy blanket that only makes the december night colder — he lets out a huff of air, turning around to look at the roof — the couch by the pool that the two of you used to sit by all the time, soft lips pressed against each other and sweet nothings whispered to one another, talking about a future the two of you would share as you got drunk on each other’s love.

he doesn’t think he can come back up here without thinking of you again.

“fine.” he finally says, breaking the silence, “if this is what you want then fine.”

he doesn’t mean that, he doesn’t want that — he wants to hold you in his arms and kiss you and tell you that he can fix this and that everything will be okay, he doesn’t want to let you go but he knows that he has to.

you nod your head, and you turn around to face him and he wonders if you’re hurt about this the same way he is.

“this is yours,” you mumble quietly as you begin to take off your jacket and he raises a hand to stop you, “keep it.” he says, “i don’t want it.” it’ll only remind him of you, as if everything else wouldn’t.

now it’s his turn to look away from you, he can’t bear it, the sight of you, your face or your hair or the blush that taints your cheeks from the cold or how pretty your lips look, knowing damn well that he won’t see you again.

you gulp and nod, “i’m sorry, suna.” he tries to ignore how much his heart aches when you use his last name, tries to ignore how his chest tightens when you actually walk past him and he catches a whiff of your perfume — the one you love so much, the one he loves so much.

the december cold is chilling when another gust of wind blows and you’re gone with his jacket and suna is left with an empty feeling in his chest.

he’s never getting the jacket back, or you for that matter.

a/n : can be read as the prequel to this and is inspired by this drabble by @augustinewrites

#fireside by the arctic monkeys #miss augustine i loved this drabble very much thank you for blessing us with your beautiful writing #haikyuu #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu drabbles #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu angst #suna rintaro #suna headcanons #suna drabbles #suna scenarios #suna angst #suna x reader

[maeby-cursed]

thinking about riding the subway with toji fushiguro.

you're sitting close, squeezed together in the seats; shoulder touching shoulder, knee touching knee. the chord of the earbuds ties you together as you calmly listen to the same song.

you don't need to talk. everything's easy with him.

he's looking out the window when he feels it, the chord becoming loose as your earbud falls off. he looks over to you and it's then when your head falls to his shoulder.

you're asleep.

with your eyes closed, you look like one of the princesses his mom used to read him about during the nights he was sick.

"it's a secret," she used to whisper. "that i love you this much."

he knew she wasn't supposed to come into his room and take care of him. he knew he was different and wrong. he knew this was an exception, a good thing that had miraculously found its way to him in that house of shadows.

he can't help but remember now.

you're beautiful, and quiet. so trusting of him, so convinced he will not hurt you. you believe he's there to protect you, that he's a place of rest.

so he smirks. he takes off his jacket and covers your shoulder with it and carefully caresses your hair.

you're not a secret, are you? he can have you, can't he?

you're the good thing that has miraculously found him again. and you'll be forever his now.

#˙⋆ 𓂃 ࣪ch. thoughts ! #can you tell how much i love him ? #i'd missed him so so very much #toji x reader #toji fluff #jjk x reader #jjk fluff #jjk imagines

[floccinaucinihilipilificationa]

Hello may 31th anon! Look at that, another year behind us and a new one to come. Have a nice day! ₍՞◌′ᵕ‵ू◌₎♡

#may 31th anon #hello friends!! (｡’▽’｡)♡ how are you!! I missed you so much! #I'm sorry that once again i have not been posting but I did that thing again where I got scared of posting #I do not know why but it is the same with physical paper diarys #I have 3 diarys and they all have 1 entry #I think one just says 'I am ten' #what have you been up to!! did you do something fun? is it summer too where you live? c: #my tumblr messages seem to be broken! I'm sorry if you wrote something :C it just says 'no new messages' despite also saying new messages #not a lot has happened here! I got a tomato plant and then I got very invested into the tomato plant and I have eaten three tomatos so far ( #my roses are also doing well!! I just got a new yellow rose and since she got here she only made orange flowers #I do not know the meaning of that #but I am very thankful! ( ˊᵕˋ )♡ I love it when things are orange!! #I've been trying to buy an orange shirt for the past 2 weeks but they always sell out before I get to them #I'm also thinking about buying a jean jacket #I have not worn a jean jacket for at least 15 years because one time in 7th grade tthe girl behind me said #that I was wearing a cool jean jacket and I just assumed that this was bullying for no actual reason #but maybe she just thought that it was an acutal cool jean jacket #we'll soon have out 10 year school reunion #maybe I should ask her #is anyone else going to a secret Sherlock phase again #I just want to see that silly little hat again #would sherlock holmes wear a jean jacket #have a nice day everyone!! #see you soon hopefully!! #♡＾▽＾♡