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sfw, fluff, non sexual nudity, suggestive at the end, fittsy is hunting for me and my sanity (like always.) ~580 wc
"come on, i don't bite."
the deadpan in your expression is instant, and you throw him exactly that over your shoulder. "doubtful," you mutter, causing him to snicker behind you.
nagumo sits in the tub – your bathtub, to be specific, back against one end and his arms sprawled over the rim as he lets his legs sink beneath the water surface.
how he managed to fit all those long limbs under the water is beyond you, but then again despite your humble abode being meant for one, your bathtub is big enough to fit two people... for some reason.
the towel you're holding against your chest is not even wrapped all the way around your body. it's just there, like a pathetic attempt at protecting your bare naked self from his eyes.
(a pair of which has already seen all and beyond, everything that is to see about you mapped into his mind like distinguished constellations.)
nonetheless, it takes everything in you to not fall prey to his stare as you step into the warm water, lowering yourself and putting away the towel when you’re confident enough that anything below your shoulders is hidden.
the raven-head sitting across from you pouts, “you’re so far away.”
“you’ll survive,” you bite back, knees pulled to your chest as you shiver at the feel of his legs on either side of your hips.
your ears then start straining for sounds other than the sloshing fragrant water, the both of you sitting comfortably in the silence that falls. warmth creeps up your skin from the heat and steam, and warmer do you get when you glance up to lock eyes with nagumo.
he tilts his head and smiles softly. "come here." he holds a hand out, inviting you closer.
it takes you a second too long to move, but you do it regardless. the space between you decreases as you scoot over to him, pulse quickening and belly fluttering when he gently places his hands on your waist under the water.
chest brushing against his as you settle on his lap, the air around you crackles with something along the lines of a burning tension and longing ache.
your heart drums in your chest, so quick and loud you fear he might've heard it. maybe he could, and maybe that's why he's pulling you closer so that your chest is completely smushed against him, soft and all the more inviting.
the corners of his eyes crinkle at your sharp intake of air, your hands bracing on his broad shoulders to ground yourself.
"nervous?" he murmurs in the shared breath you're sharing, his palms slippery from the bath products moving to splay over the curve of your back.
you huff, avoiding his eyes to stare at the wet inked spiral on his neck, "should i not be? you're here after all."
steam rises, another blanket of stillness falls, and the implication is not lost on him. nagumo pauses as his own heart picks up its pace, breathing out an incredulous laugh before burying his nose into the crook of your neck to hide the blood rushing to his cheeks.
"ahh, you drive me crazy, you know that?" he whines, and your expression shifts, "huh? what are you talking about –"
you feel it then, the unmistakably solid weight twitching and pressing against your thigh. fully aware of it now, you couldn't help but to send a splash of bath water to his chortling face.
"NOT the time, you pervert!"
his face isn’t the only place his blood rushed to apparently
©ryzheling. do not steal, translate or repost my work anywhere else!
#writings ˙⊹ 「 🖋️ 」#i have no more excuses to give … take it or leave it bully me or whatever my existence shall persist even in my suffering 😔#<- exaggerating#nagumo yoichi#nagumo yoichi x reader#nagumo yoichi x you#nagumo x reader#nagumo x you#nagumo yoichi fluff#yoichi nagumo x reader#sakamoto days fanfic#sakamoto days x reader#sakamoto days fluff#sakamoto days nagumo#sakamoto days x you#sakadays x reader#sakadays x you#divider by enchanthings
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literally dialogue with myself about quitting my job
#WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO W ALL THIS ANIMAL KNOWLEDGE IF IM NOT KILLING MYSELF AND OTHER PPL TALKING#ABT ANIMAL KNOWLEDGE EVERY DAY. WHATS THE POINT OF LIFE IF IM NOT LEARNING ABT ANIMALS 24/7#<- exaggerating#undescribed
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Pros of re-reading your own fic
a good time;
Has exactly the tropes you like and the characterization you want to read;
Gratification: yes you did finish a thing and yes you did do good;
just a very fun time all around.
Cons of re-reading your own fic:
Is that another TYpO
#writing#today’s post is sponsored by Trisolar System#where on the very last line I discovered I wrote peace instead of piece#When I tell you I re-read that thing maybe 100 times before posting I am not exaggerating#My fics
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I HATE MORAL OCD. well i shouldnt say hate thats a strong word. and i dont want to sound like i hate people WITH moral ocd because i dont of course. i just hate having it. but i shouldnt think that, i do like having morals, its just stressful to be thinking about them so constantly and scrutinizing every little thing i do or think. but really thats the least i could do so i should at least try, right? just because i suffer from— no, struggle with moral ocd doesn’t mean i should just stop thinking about things all together, thats not what im saying and i should make that clear, but i
#quinn talks#ocd tag#ok to reblog#this has been in my drafts for 34984 years because.#surprise. got scared to post it. morally. COME ONNN#this is a joke but barely an exaggeration.
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being on doxxing terms with a tumblr mutual is kinda funny like we met at yaoi university and now an year later we both know each other's exact locations
#this isnt even like an exaggeration when i say exact locations#everytime hana pulls out the full legal name i get excited#ਰੇਵਾ
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back on my bg3 bullshit
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"I should draw Māori Miku!" I said to myself. "Just a fun sketch, it shouldn't take me long" I said to myself. Six hours later I come to with this in front of me and a wrist begging for mercy but holy fuck worth it. I love this trend this was so much fun
PLEASE DON'T REPOST ON OTHER SITES!!! ASK ME FIRST!!!!!
DISCLAIMERS AND NOTES ETC.... I'm Pākehā, meaning I am not of Māori descent. I hold so much respect for Māori people, for their values and traditions, and for the fierce pride with which kapa haka is performed. I thought if I was going to design a Māori Miku, it makes sense to dress her in a kapa haka kākahu, as her whole thing is singing and dancing!!! The moko kauae is not based off any real person's. I referenced the temporary moko kauae a lot of kapa haka performers wear!! Was tricky finding out whether or not depicting her with a moko kauae was a good idea, so I went the safe route- showing an aspect of Māori culture without stepping over any boundaries!! Brown eyed Miku is everything to me shout out brown eyed Miku.... I referenced like seven different outfits to put hers together!! I really hope this looks accurate or at least passable. Thanks to adorkastock for the pose ref!!
#international miku#miku#māori#māori miku#miku trend#hatsune miku#international hatsune miku#miku fanart#artists on tumblr#character design#I think this is the longest I've spent on any drawing this year#six hours was not. an exaggeration#save me from myself. help!!!!#miku in your culture#<- not my culture. but thats the tag#described art#hhoooly fuck I can't believe I finished this#aotearoa
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not to sound like a boomer, but I need some people to learn how to write emails in a semi-professional (at the very least) format so you're not cold emailing a business/potential employer/any other stranger about formal matters in the exact same way you'd DM a close friend on instagram
the formality/language can loosen up in the email chain once you've established a rapport and you match the other person if they're being less formal, but please don't have the very first email you send a stranger be written in all lowercase ultra-casual sms slang with no greeting or signature and a billion emojis
#this sounds like a 'argh kids these days doing [insert exaggerated story they don't actually do in reality]' kind of thing#except that I've gotten soooo many emails like this#there's a reason that I don't have my DMs open on any socmed and it's bc they attract people getting way too casual/parasocial immediately#and forcing people to write out an email both filters out 90% of weird impulse messages and also throws them out of that casual headspace#except that I can actively tell when this fails and someone is treating emails as if they're the same thing as DMs
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torn between wanting to dress more like a handsome sexy butch but also unable to stop dressing like this

#this is. unfortunately. not even an exaggeration#my propeller cap currently hangs on my closet door#photos
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i used to be so good at writing strong, thoroughly-researched, thoroughly-edited essays.
as a kid in hs, my teacher literally came up to me, holding my 40 page essay on the intersection of the European witch hunts and capitalism/exploitation/gender roles (it was supposed to be 7 pages...whoops) and went like "this is literally a master's-degree level thesis. what are you doing?? you could literally use this as your final dissertation in a master's program, what the fuck."
NOW??? NOW?? you'd think I'd be oh so skilled. but alas. i can barely piece together two ideas. adhd skill-regression is so so real. im SOBBING
#this is just me ranting sorry#im very tired and hungry#and i want to sleep but brain go brrrrr#well i used to be nice and smart and now im neither of those or however the song goes#pretty sure he was exaggerating cause looking back. it was good. but some of the wording was a lil wonky#adhd#actually adhd#executive dysfunction#actually neurodiverse#adhd paralysis#adult adhd#attention deficit hyperactivity disorder#adhd hacks#academia#neurodivergent#adhd skill regression#confessions of a burnt out gifted kid#<< i guess#former gifted kid#burnt out gifted kid#gifted kid burnout#realizing i sound rly pretentious here sorry -- formal speech patterns i picked up as an autistic child and never put down again haha
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Every time I start feeling a little guilty for no reason about staying up writing until 3am, or sleeping in past 10, I think about that Hunter S. Thompson daily routine that’s like. 3pm: Wake up. 4pm cocaine. 4:30pm cocaine. 5pm cocaine. 6pm smoke a little weed. 7pm Loiter. 9pm start doing coke seriously 12am midnight: Start writing. Just for a little perspective like, I could be doing worse. I could be doing in fact so much worse.
#12:00am START writing#also if you think I’m exaggerating please look it up#I have drastically reduced the number of hours labeled ‘do cocaine’ for the sake of brevity#insane that man lived into his sixties
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[through gritted teeth] I love summer as a cat owner
#ok slight exaggeration BUT IT FEELS LIKE THIS. IM LIKE SISYPHUS TRYING TO KEEP HIM BRUSHED AND THE HOUSE CLEAN#lady normalgirl and her eunuch#cats#my doods#away this weekend so ur getting the comic before caturday <3
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#trans#transgender#transgirl#196#exaggerated#more like 2 ends of the spectrum#instead of types#or something like that
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I walk up to you crying and sobbing about how I've been spending 30 minutes debating over which color looks better for a drawing im working on .and then these are the two colors I show you
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i've started reading tvl and no amount of posts telling me there's a "huge tonal shift" could have prepared me for this HUGE TONAL SHIFT this is the funniest fucking thing i've ever read it genuinely goes like:
louis, narrator of iwtv: as i wandered the streets of paris, i wished most of all for death. i had called to god, to satan, anyone, to find meaning in it all. but for an evil creature such as myself there is no place in this world. there can be no love where this evil lies. it was as though a veil separated me from all that could be good and righteous. i did not deserve to love and be loved in return, not by claudia, lestat, armand. to attempt it would be a sisyphean task, a fools tale. and yet...... the need for hole from armand was so great. greater was only the need for........ living human blood.
lestat, narrator of tvl: hey guys, my name is lestat, you may know me because i'm really hot and sexy. english isn't my first language so sorry if i make any mistakes!! okay here's my story: after rotting beneath the earth for decades, my hot and sexy body has finally risen from the ground. i used to be depressed, but now i'm slutting it up again in the 20th century! first thing i did was get some (hot and sexy) new clothes and then wore them while riding my (hot and sexy) motorcycle and listening to bach on my sony walkman. while i was watching this super niche indie film (you've probably not heard of it) "apocalypse now" i realized that i'm so evil that i shouldn't exist. but then i realized what could make me deserve to live on this planet: rock n roll music.
#i am barely exaggerating#this is genuinely what he speaks like#kind of guy to say creeeeepy papeeeeer#iwtv#lestat de lioncourt#interview with the vampire#the vampire lestat#tvl#reading tvc#tvc#the vampire chronicles#louis de pointe du lac
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if there's anything i've learned from the current state of social media it's that this is one of the worst possible notifications you can receive upon opening an app
#skye's ramblings#i thought you guys were exaggerating how ass-ugly the discord update is. why isn't this optional. what if we all died#big thanks to discord and tumblr for both making bad layout changes to their apps in the same week. i love complaining <3
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