casualhideoutkitten
casualhideoutkitten
Ramblings of an almost-poet
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Recently started writing again after a long block. I can't promise consistency, but emotional wittering is guaranteed.
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casualhideoutkitten · 5 months ago
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“Don’t be afraid, just start the tape.”
another iwtv fanart cause armand has been living in my brain rent free !! I hope that the gremlin content is at your taste….
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casualhideoutkitten · 5 months ago
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Grant me inspiration oh duck of wonder
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casualhideoutkitten · 7 months ago
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It's Hard to be the Bard
He sits, hunched over an old wooden desk that bears the marks of countless frustrations
Hands shaking as he forces them to write tale after tale, but alas, his ministrations
Prove fruitless. The sweet intoxicating cries of fans only fuel his desperation
As he adds blood to his ink, weakening himself in the name of creation.
Another stack of scrolls crumbles with a disappointed sigh
It is barely acknowledged, even though each letter carries the cry
Of a person whose story longs to be told, who will be left to wonder why
The one who claimed would help them, didn't ever seem to try.
He begins to write once more, filling pages with rhyme and reason
Tales of strength, feats of bravery, tragic deaths and sinful treason
The glamour falls away as he views his work, written to please them:
Those who adore him, if only for a season
Of course this life is a gift, one he'd never trade away
That's why he bleeds himself dry, simply trying to stay
In the world in which he is worshipped, day after day
The world where, for his shows, people are willing to pay.
So there he sits, alone, at a desk in a room
The curtains drawn as the dust settles in the gloom
The doubt slowly growing begins to doom
His attempts to make sense of this tangled loom
Writing is now a battle, fighting for ideas to link
His mind clashes alongside swords of ink
The cocktail of merit is his choice of drink
Yet there is no telling what they truly think
It may be a dream come true but gods it's fucking hard
It's hard, it's hard, it's hard, to be the bard
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casualhideoutkitten · 7 months ago
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Sometimes, when everything gets a little much, I forget how much I love you
And this doesn't upset me, although I know it could
What this really means is that every time I am reminded of us
By a song, a thought, a text, a reel, a whisper of the wind
My world explodes
All troubles melt away as I'm carried away on torrents of melodies, love songs washing over me, tumbling in a whirlpool until I wash up on your beach, a sodden lovesick fool.
Honey
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casualhideoutkitten · 8 months ago
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People classes friends noise cars classes people talk friends stress flirt rush school loud
And then
you
You're the calm at the end of a piece of music; and the euphoria when a chorus hits in one's soul
You're the sheer joy of watching fireworks explode while my heart mimics the motion as you hold me close
You're the burning fire of autumn leaves as the trees shed skins of their previous selves; time healing wounds from long ago
You're the peace of a Sunday morning, and the jubilance of a Saturday night; the comfort of a random Tuesday in which you can finally hug me tight
And, you're mine
Other people's too, of course
But knowing that even a small part of this beauty that resides in your every action is mine to love?
Well, I now understand what Belinda Carlisle meant when she sang 'heaven is a place on earth'...
Honey
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casualhideoutkitten · 1 year ago
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ok, since my last notes post did so well
if this gets 10,000 notes by september, i’ll come out as trans to my parents and ask to get my name changed
ive always promised myself i would come out as trans by then, but im honestly just too scared to
dont worry, they are accepting, they treat my trans friend amazingly and even when he isnt around correct themselves when they accidentally misgender him
im sorry if this sounds like im milking for notes, thats not at all my intention here
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casualhideoutkitten · 1 year ago
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I apologize for calling Macklemore cringe
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casualhideoutkitten · 1 year ago
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Ocean of Infatuation
Infatuation
Noun
'a feeling of foolish or obsessively strong love for, admiration for, or interest in someone or something'
I made a paper crane every time I thought of you and soon I had a small army, fit to conquer the world with gentle wingbeats and soft birdsong.
I made a folder of reels I wanted to send you, and now it's the biggest I've ever made, filled to the bursting with love confessions and silly jokes.
I made a joke about falling fast, for someone I met a few days ago, and it became my reality, my feelings spilling over, threatening to drown me.
I don't know how to tell you I'd gladly float away in this ocean.
For it is an ocean, not a lake.
It's dangerous, and stings with the bitter taste of salt.
One can trust the ocean with their life and they still might perish in its clutches.
You told me you could never love me,
Your words stinging like the salt in my eyes,
But my infatuation draws me back to the water,
And the swimmer inside of me will never leave, no matter how much she tries.
Homewrecker
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casualhideoutkitten · 1 year ago
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Eaten Alive
There's that emptiness in my chest again.
It threatens to swallow me whole,
its gaping jaws eating me from the inside,
until I am nothing but a shell of a human.
I will shatter if you talk to me now.
Why I do this to myself I don't know.
Why I twist myself in knots, convincing myself you don't care, that you never did.
I'm being eaten alive by my own demons, and all because
I love you.
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casualhideoutkitten · 1 year ago
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Dandelions in the Wind
Nebula
My galaxy, my world
A world encompassed in something as small as a person
Someone as fragile and beautiful as a dandelion in the wind
I'm scared to hold this dandelion, the chaotic storm of my flaws threatening to blow it away
I put up barriers and build a shelter of perfection around it,
but it's only a matter of time before the wind destroys our dandelion.
These fleeting moments of beauty won't last forever, and I'll take them with me to the grave.
Nebula
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casualhideoutkitten · 1 year ago
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A Force of Nature
I want to surrender myself to you like I do to the waves.
I want to feel the same level of trust as I do in the current.
I want to let that current sweep me away, off my feet.
I want to give in to the sea foam.
Even when forming the ocean into rivers and channels, it's still in charge.
You, my ocean, my galaxy, will always have that over me.
The amount of power you hold is one only deserving of a force of nature.
Please, don't abuse this power darling.
Nebula
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casualhideoutkitten · 1 year ago
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There's a hole in my chest
The empty spaces whisper,
You don't love me
You don't love me
You don't love me
I know you do, you've told me so
I try my hardest but I just can't know
I try but there's still no letting go
Of the hole
The hole where my heart should be.
Nebula
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casualhideoutkitten · 1 year ago
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Desire is a bitch
Sofia Isella is right, desire is a bitch
From where does the bitch come from is the question
Inside us
Around us
Through us
It courses through us
Desire rules our lives, turning tables and changing minds
Breaking hearts, breaking time
Making dreams, breaking mine
Desire is a bitch
Like a dog, desire comes in many forms and, like a dog, it will make you fall in love with it
A lifetime companion or a source of heartbreak
How much are you willing to acknowledge what's at stake
When desire is a bitch
Written as a response to confession by Sofia Isella
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casualhideoutkitten · 1 year ago
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Sweet Fantasies
I lean back against the shelves,
looking up at you.
You're leaning closer
and looking at me too.
Your hands are on my waist,
brushing my neck, in my hair.
Something falls to the floor
but in that moment we don't care.
My fingers wander in your hair,
winding into the waves
You pull me in closer
and my heart caves.
Our lips meet, gentle, sweet,
but there it stops.
My imagination dwindles
and the fantasy drops.
Gold
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casualhideoutkitten · 1 year ago
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Scaffolding
I love so hard, so much.
I give away the pieces of my heart, more easily than I'd like to admit, letting people see how much I love them.
Now I have yours. It fills the gaps left by the pieces I have lost, shiny, perfect and strange in its loveliness.
"It's not really there" The whispers coil gently at the edges of hearing, reaching into the subconscious.
I know
I know
I know you love me and I think I'm finally accepting that.
Why it's so hard, I don't know, but the pieces of me I have been chipping off are being strengthened by you.
Nebula
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casualhideoutkitten · 1 year ago
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A Beautiful Melody
The song loops
Over
Over
Over
Over again
I can't tell where the beginning and the end is anymore.
This song feels like you.
Less than an hour until I see you again.
You're already here though, in the beats of the drums, in the harmonies, in the beauty carried by the music.
You're music, you're art, you're poetry.
You're beautiful.
Gold
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casualhideoutkitten · 1 year ago
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Nebula is
Nerdy (although they don't like to show it)
Earnest
Bold
Utterly perfect
Loving
Attentive
Fuck
I don't deserve you Nebula
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