bimsha

[bimsha]

Showing love

♡ note: My fic for my sweet lotus blossom @bimsha!! I have never written Scara before so this might be very ooc but I hope it's still fluffy enough for you to enjoy <33 @oni-girx psps you're in it too

"Would you put that phone away already? It's embarrassing being on the dance floor alone." Bimsha leaned in and smoothly picked his phone from his hands, earning herself a sharp glare.

"Please, I'm the one who's embarrassed having to watch your clumsy imitation of a fish on land."

Bim gasped in mock offence. "These are my new sick af dance moves, I'll have you know! Secondly, you weren't even watching me."

"I'm saving the little sanity I have left. She already made the smart choice to close her eyes." He glanced over at Oya who was cosily snoozing away on the other end of the sofa with a blanket draped over her. Tonight, the three of them had gathered at Bimsha's apartment once again to celebrate her triumph over her exams.

Neither Oya nor himself, of course, were surprised at Bim's great academic proficiency but they all agreed that relaxing was just as important as burying your nose into books for weeks—if nlt more.

Oya had been the most excited for this three-person party but, ironically enough, was also the first person to conk out after a couple of songs and slices of fresh margarita pizza. He envied her relaxed spirit but also currently cursed her for so blatantly abandoning her position as the other person keeping the conversation going. Out of options and too flustered to watch Bimsha so radiantly enjoying herself to the fullest, he had been forced to retreat to his phone.

But of course Bim wouldn't cut him some slack... She could read him like an open book.

"What's with all the snark? Live a little," Bim teased, but seeing he had no plans to move his ass an inch from the sofa, she relented and threw herself down next to him on the soft cushions. Then she returned his phone to him and gently moved Oya so her head was resting comfortably on her lap.

He watched her run her fingers through her friend's hair and huffed. From the table, he offered her a glass of water from which she gratefully took a large swig of. Silence fell between them, and the upbeat gradually music faded into the background. The warm led lights had drowned the room in a tranquil, cozy atmosphere, so much so that it was difficult do anything else but sink into the sofa and appreciate the simple beauty of the moment.

For him, this appreciation, although subconsciously, came from knowing that these kinds of moments were something he had only once dreamt of—that to have friends, people he could place his trust in and enjoy the company of was a treasure in its own right. Sometimes he did wish he had the closeness that the two shared. Thank whatever god was out there, however, that nobody else knew those thoughts. He'd rather be stoned at the stake than let anyone know such embarrassing things went through his head.

Yet although his thoughts did not project themselves as words, they most certainly did in his body language, and it just so happened that Bim caught onto this a second before he did, noticing the familiar stoic eyes lingering on her fingers that threaded through Oya's hair.

"Not going back to poisoning your brain with internet?" Bim smiled smugly.

"Hmph, as if such a measly creation could ever influence me," he scoffed with a roll of his eyes, conveniently averting his gaze.

Bim only tutted at that. "You'd be surprised. In fact, it has been proven by multiple studies that social media has highly contributed to mental illnesses such as anxiety and depression."

"I know," he sighed. "I watched you win a whole debating competition thanks to that topic." He had also chucked a chair at one of her opponents after the competition because the wretched vermin dared to accuse her of cheating her way to victory. He only wished he had thrown it hard enough to send the imbecile to the hospital.

Bim grinned, placing her free hand on top of his unguarded head and ruffled his hair. Her eyes crinkled softly in the dim light, full of affection and too beautiful to be looked at for long. He backed away to the corner of the sofa. The sofa unfortunately was not very spacious to begin with so he had to rely on wit as his second line of defence.

"Which demon possessed you this time?"

"It's called showing love," Bim said, unfazed. "You're very obvious sometimes, you know that, Hat-guy?"

What what an absolutely ridiculous claim. He had never shown such stupid emotions . . . but he knew did not need to for Bim to understand him. It was frustrating, infuriating and disgustingly comforting. In the face of her undeniably endearing behaviour, he could only cross his arms and pretend he was not enjoying it.

"How absurd."

"Ugh, tell me about it . . ." Oya groaned from Bim's lap. "Next time you're gonna flirt, wake me up first or get a room." She rolled onto her back and glared up at the two sleepily. "Just don't pretend I'm not here."

Bim chuckled, pulling her closer. "Sorry, we'll include you in the next big event."

He scowled and leaned back against Bim's shoulder, glad the attention was finally off him. "As if it's ever possible not to notice you."

"Of course," Oya cackled. "You've been wishing so badly you were in my position right now."

"No—"

"Haha! I'm Bim's favourite!"

"Pfft. As if I give a—"

Suddenly, Bim pulled them both into her arms, halting the banter just like that, just like always. "I love you both, my dears."

Seeing the smile on her face, the two fell quiet. That smile was all that mattered.

"Love you too, Bimshs!"

"Yeah . . . love you."

[bimsha]

wanna try writing for prompts again, genshin impact shorts? anyone?

~ COME HERE ~ HUGGING PROMPTS

requested by: anonymous request: reasons/excuses to hug a loved one

Part 1: ~ CUDDLE & SNUGGLE ~ PROMPTS

Feel free to use and reblog!

"Are you cold? You look like you're freezing."

"You're my little oven."

hugs as greetings

"I missed you."

running into the other's open arms

to calm the other down

"Shh, it's alright. I'm here."

because they need to be calmed down and hugs reduce their anxiety

hugging the other from behind to see what they're doing

as a disguise to tickle them

to whisper/speak in a soft voice to them

*arm around their waist & voice a low whisper* "I have something to tell you."

to study them from up-close

"Do you know that your eyes actually have three different colours?" "You're very close."

because they can't contain their happiness

*indistinguishable squeaky noises from A* B: *barely breathing* "You're crushing me!"

because they just can't help themself

"[Name], I'm eating!" "I know. But you're so soft and huggable!"

*enthusiastically* "I need a hug!"

*sniffling/sobbing* "I need a hug."

because they can't bear the thought of the other being somewhere else than in their arms

"I won't let you go. Ever."

to reassure the other

"I'm not going anywhere."

to convince themself of the other's presence

to feel them

to reconcile

to reach out to the other without words

to recharge positive energy

because physical touch is their love language

because physical touch is the other's love language and they deserve all the love

because they don't know what to say so they resort to hugging

because they see each other so rarely

"No, don't let go yet. Can you hold me a little longer?"

to hear the other's heartbeat

to avoid looking in the other's eyes

because they need them closer

"Mhm. You smell so nice."

because it makes everything more bearable

"You're the best hugger." "That's just the greatest compliment." *hugs them even tighter*

[bimsha]

does it ever hits you, out of nowhere, what it would be like if you actually love yourself? ive always feared those who have the confidence to conquer their demons and face the world with ragged scars still burning against their skin, and sometimes it does make me wonder, what if i start to love the girl i see in the mirror and embrace everything i am? what if, instead of thinking of death i start thinking about what i will make for dinner? what if i actually try all the things ive been wanting to do? what if i shed the burdens off my shoulder and take the day as it comes? what if i do it all? try doing it all? slowly, gradually, what if i get better? what if i start liking the stories i write? what if i accept compliments without discarding them as people being fake to my face? what if i actually reach out for help without wallowing in my own self regrets? for a moment all these what ifs seemed achievable and im convinced i can somehow go there and then im back there again, doom scrolling through instagram. im back there again, piling pills under my bed, searching toxins in the internet. im back there and im hating myself again, im thinking of death as its my second nature. and my wholehearted beliefs that i could be better crumbles to dust, my veins are burning with the desire to leave, to end it all but lords have mercy i would like to see the other side through these mountains of regret, sometimes i look at another person and the questions echo back from my soul, but why don't they teach us this in school, why don't they just tell us, to love yourself is the greatest virtue.

[bimsha]

Sanna Wani, “Who is the Sun, Asking for Sleep?”, My Grief, the Sun // Brenna Twohy, A Coworker Asks Me If I Am Sad, Still

[bimsha]

its always light reading

Me: Let me settle into a bit of light reading.

The light reading:

It's 12 MN and you don't want to sleep just yet.

[bimsha]

— Philip Schultz, from “The God of Loneliness.”

[bimsha]

Ohhh, ohhhhhh we're doing this alright lmao thanks for the tag you two <33

I have no other friends except for the ones already mentioned hehe ;-;

Stealing this from twitter: Reblog this with four (or more) pics that expose your taste in men (or just blorbos in general). Let the judgement come

Tagging: @levistwomissingfingers @postwarlevi @the-milk-anon @sckerman @leyyvi @ackermendick @youre-ackermine @jayteacups @theferricfox and everyone else who sees this!! You don't need to be tagged, don't worry!

[bimsha]

Then say you only respect Len, Hun. Don't give us peasants false hope of having respect

GUYS ABOUT THE RESPECT THING!!! I TALK TO PPL WITH EXTRA RESPECT WHO ARE OLDER

not you ange :))) you zenitsu kinnie

[bimsha]

— Arabelle Sicardi, from “The Year in Ugliness.”

[bimsha]

LIES I CAN CONFIRM

GUYS ABOUT THE RESPECT THING!!! I TALK TO PPL WITH EXTRA RESPECT WHO ARE OLDER

not you ange :))) you zenitsu kinnie

[bimsha]

>>>>>

Dark academia books with a group of friends where one of them gets brutally murdered >>>>>

[bimsha]

How do you know when a story is worth telling?

[bimsha]

thank you for the tag you two! And i literally have no friends besides you guys so there's that ehe

Post your lock screen, last song listened to, last photo taken, and last pic saved!

tagged by: @myvalentina thanks babycakes! 😍

putting my lock screen and background just cause my lock screen is still the generic one lmao

tagging: @koiwrites @imxthexhandler (sorry babes I don't have your personal account username memorized 😅) @bobbie-doll @haldoll @birds-have-teeth @lemmetreatya @marleysfinest @pisspope @skrunklybf @strawberrystepmom

[bimsha]

when ocean vuong wrote "in the body where everything has a price, i was a begger" and "even my name knelt down inside me, asking to be spared" and "because this is mess i made, i made with love" and "i'm sorry i keep saying how are you? when i really mean are you happy?" and "i am not a writer but a faucet underwater" and

[bimsha]

nferngoreng I JUST LOVE YOU SO MUCH <33

do you ever look at the people who found you and wonder maybe it's really fate that brought you together? you weren't supposed to meet, not in a way you can walk out and brush your shoulders with this stranger, you cant walk into your classroom and see their face. but there they are, pixelated pictures on the internet. you were one click away from never meeting, one like away from never talking, one comment away from being strangers for the rest of your life.

but for some miracle i met you, out of all the people i could've met, i found myself talking to these strangers who became closer to me than anyone ever could. i think i'm in a little love with all of them and maybe if i could change my life, i never would. if all these moments, pain suffering led me to them, life has to mean something, right?

once in a while, you do stumble into a group you never want to let go, and never let you go. i still hate myself but i now look both side of the road before i cross. i still sometimes cry myself to sleep but the blades are rotting in my cupboard because i never use them anymore. i still don't want to go on, but i find myself dreaming of a future where they will become more than pixelated letter on my screen. i catch myself smiling, i catch myself thinking how they have changed me, are changing me for a better version of myself.

i do not want to believe in love, but i find myself falling a little deeper whenever we talk, it's funny how these people who've never even hugged me could comfort me in thousand different ways when the people around my walk away just for the hell of it. but if anyone ever asks if i've found soulmates in friends, i think i'd tell them all about you, how you hold my heart in your palm, how you've given me a reason to live. how you, all of you have made me so much better that when i'm at the edge of a cliff, i'd think of the memories we could make instead of wanting to jump.

AHEM, I HAD THIS IN MY DRAFTS FOR A WHILE, AND TODAY I'M HIGH ENOUGH TO POST IT. I ALSO WROTE A POEM THAT GOES WITH THIS BUT CAN'T FIND IT LMAO.

AND I WROTE THIS FOR MY ONE AND ONLY : @oni-girx @shibalen @cy-inky @mill-s @estensity @sako-mii

[bimsha]

FUTURE USE AHEM

flower language prompts ˗ˏˋ꒰ 🐚 ꒱

❀ calla lily (beauty) — “you’re so beautiful.”

❀ aloe (affection, also grief) — “i miss them so much.”

❀ basil (good wishes) — “i just want the best for you.”

❀ begonia (beware) — “just be careful, okay?”

❀ gardenia (secret love) — “i don’t love you any less just because no one else can see it.”

❀ red chrysanthemum (i love you) — “i love you. please don’t forget that.”

❀ red columbine (anxiety) — “can you hold my hand? please?”

❀ daffodil (unequaled love) — “no one will ever come close to you.”

❀ edelweiss (courage, devotion) — “touch them again and i promise, it will be the last thing you ever do.”

❀ candytuft (indifference) — “i said that i didn’t care, but i lied.”

❀ holly (domestic happiness) — “i never want to leave this bed.”

❀ myrtle (marriage) — “i can’t believe it. we’re really married!”

❀ oak (strength) — “you’re stronger than you think.”

❀ aster (symbol of love, daintiness) — “i’m not fragile, y’know.”

❀ arborvitae (unchanging friendship) — “i’ll always be here for you, no matter what.”

❀ blue salvia (i think of you) — “here. this made me think of you.”

❀ yarrow (everlasting love) — “i don’t think i’ll ever stop loving you.”

[bimsha]

i think i'm gonna make a genshin series too >.>