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tiffycat · 2 years
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Something Missing, Something Missed
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jaypentaghast · 7 months
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rayvven · 9 months
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madara mikejima
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cupcraft · 2 years
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one of these days the rpverse crew will get their days of reckoning for the grip this story has on my heart bc i will write a poem or fic that will surely do the same for them. For no reason at all come closer and tell me what kinda of fics would make you cry :)?
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dykebeeduo · 2 years
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me when mumbo jumbo takes a break: 😊👍👌
me when my little wet cat goblin boy redstoner who’s the richest man on hermit craft (real not fake) hasn’t been seen in months : 😭☹️😡🫠🤧
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carrieway · 11 months
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bob belcher voice i am going to kill myself
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pansyyprep · 1 year
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i hope i die forever and ever amen <3
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temeyes · 2 months
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studies
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lesbaurinkos · 19 days
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manchester eye (and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you’ve discovered something you
don’t even have a name for)
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kentopedia · 8 months
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when nanami dies, there's a box of letters waiting for you.
months pass before you find it. it's not until you're cleaning out his things, wondering if you can stand to get rid of them, that the letters are there waiting for you.
its no bigger than a shoebox, dark wood engraved with an intricate design, one that you're certain kento picked out specifically for you. you've never seen it before, and you open it with shaky hands, tears already pooling in your eyes at all the memories your lover left behind.
inside, there's a stack of letters, each one dated at the top with kento's name intricately signed at the end. some are in sealed envelopes with beautiful stamps. some multiple pages long and include some little haikus that are far too lovely to be about someone like you. and some are just quick little notes scribbled on napkins.
your spread them across the floor, staring down at each of the tiny little hearts he'd drawn next to your name on each note. even though you'd been together for years, you had no idea that he'd been writing all of them—hours of his life dedicated to this little pastime, and you'd been clueless.
they're like journal entires. insights into kento's life and your relationship, both the good moments and the tough ones. he leaves behind everything to you, entrusting you to keep his entire existence safe in your hands.
you read the letters with tears streaming down your face, and you choke on your sobs, trying so hard not to smear the ink from the wetness on your cheeks.
when you pull one out with shaky hands, you realize it's a decade old. the writing has faded a bit, and the paper is yellowing, but it's kento's handwriting, nonetheless.
it makes you near sick to read it. for a minute, you have to set it aside, cry into your knees as you curl into a ball, wondering when you'll ever stop feeling this empty.
this letter is from a sixteen year old kento; a quiet boy who had a silly little crush on girl in his year that was much too pretty for him. and in the letter, he says he knows you're too good for him, but he can't help but love you. he can't help but hope that one day, in a few years, you'll want to marry him as much as he wants to marry you.
it hurts, burns in your chest because even back then, kento had known you were the one. he'd known and he wrote you these letters because he'd felt that his life would be cut short. he'd felt like that since haibara died, and geto left, and it started to seem like the life of a sorcerer was always doomed to be an unhappy one.
kento had been so afraid that his friend died without knowing how much he meant to him, and he refused to make the same mistake with you.
there are letters from even when you weren't together. from the years that you were eighteen, nineteen, twenty, and kento had been so desperate to leave jujutsu behind that it meant he had to leave you too. even then, even when you were nothing more than a shadow from his past, he adored you.
you feel so outside of yourself, nauseous and filled with so much grief that you're not sure where to put it.
sometimes, you’d doubted if kento felt as loved by you as you did by him. but there's pages and pages of him speaking of how special you make him feel, even when you were separated, and he missed you so much that the thoughts of you consumed him.
you spend hours going through the letters, and then, you see one dated halloween, 2018. even breathing feels hard, but you can't stop yourself from reading it, even though you know it will destroy you, know that you won't be able to leave the house for days after reading it.
in the letter, kento says he loves you. he talks about the day before, when you'd convinced him to watch some halloween movies, and though most of them were silly, he didn't care how he spent his time with you as long as it made you smile.
he says that he feels bad for cancelling your dinner plans, and he's going to be thinking of you when he's in shibuya. that it's such a shame that being a sorcerer is so much more fulfilling than a salaryman, because it cuts into your time together, and you’re the most important part of his life.
he says he loves you again. that he really hopes he makes it back from shibuya because even though he's never told you, he wants a family with you.
he says he’s decided he'll bring it up when he gets home safe and sound. he’s not sure how you’ll feel about it, but you better know that he’ll always love you no matter what you decide, even if what he really wants is a little girl that looks just like you. and lastly, he hopes that you don't stay up too late waiting up for him—you’ve been so tired lately, and it’s making him feel bad.
his name is at the bottom with another little heart.
you let the letter fall from your hands.
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kitamars · 9 months
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oh no! more ginhiji
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annasinthewalls · 2 years
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No thoughts. Cinnamon rolls. Fluffy cats. Crunchy leaves. Thick fog. Knit blankets. Flickering candles.
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skiaskai · 1 year
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Dimple and teef
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supecci · 3 months
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🦋 ˚˖⁺‧₊ ˚ ˖₊‧⁺˖
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morii-moth · 7 months
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"this is me on day one of NO rendog !!"
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juaneloriginal · 2 months
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This is the story of a woman named Mariella
TW: BLOOD AND MISSING ARMS
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aaaand a couple doodls
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ignorance is bliss
@blackkatdraws
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