#Scribbled Thoughts

[a-mind-in-ruins]

No body talks about the angry stage of healing. The frustration you feel when you realize how long you were taken advantage of, ignored, and made to feel not good enough. The rage you feel towards the people who hurt you, abused you, and took advantage of your heart.

[nofixforthis]

You’re NOT mysterious You’re just done handing your wounds to people who treat them like weapons.

[knbpoetry]

Sunsets ☀️

[inkpressedpetals]

[yasu-verse]

Ignorance is better than knowledge. Fools have the belief awareness is power. Awareness only brings you to your knees, questioning your own words—making even the atheist beg God for an answer. But what if the answer is silence? What if the truth is a weight too heavy to bear, a burden that crushes rather than enlightens? Perhaps ignorance is not bliss, but survival.

[monsoonwrites]

Forgive me my love,

I am abducting you with my affection and holding you hostage with my heartfelt love letters, for in the prison of my heart,I shall make you rule and sit upon the throne of my soul

[dear--void]

Do I wish I’d said hello?

I was in a hurry, rummaging through my stuff,

With the bag slipping off my shoulder and eyes carrying chaos,

Trying to finish off a call;

Picture a hurricane, if you will.

That changed though– around the corner,

Out of reflex I looked up,

Just as quickly, back down,

That fleeting moment was enough–

I knew it was you.

I was done with that call,

Shoved my phone in the back pocket,

Adjusted the bag on my shoulder,

And turned back at you for a second;

A full second–

Can hold a lot, I realised that day,

You can actually feel the earth shifting degrees,

Notice the twitch on someone’s face,

The curl of their raven hair,

Their mouth almost opening,

Their eyes silently greeting you.

I took it all in,

And turned to the lift,

Shoved in the earphones, almost dug a hole to another dimension searching for those earlier.

Pressed play— Cigarettes After Sex’s “K.” continued,

Ignored all that a second gave me;

This was not our first time seeing each other,

I’ll see you again,

I’ll greet you then,

When a second will be exactly a second,

Nothing special.

– Rune

[splinteredthoughts]

Oc-tober-ish day 9!

An experiment with perspective featuring Frenzy and Phoenix.

These two are a mentor and student duo turned enemies. I’m pretty sure I’ve put both of them on here before, too!

Short version is, these two live in a world where superpowers are either hereditary or bestowed. Phoenix was given fire kinesis against his will, so Frenzy, a villain took him under her wing.

Phoenix eventually turns against her to become a phony hero and come out on top of the power struggle.

I wanted to something a little different for the Relationships prompt, but at some point I just needed to get this drawing done. I don’t actually draw people or clothing all that often, so this one was a bit of a doozy and very draining.

[justscribbledwords]

i think karma is not always for the things we have done in the past but also for the things we are going to do. i think it was karma that she broke your heart even though she knew how much she meant to you because the universe knew you were going to break my heart even after knowing what you meant to me and ignoring it like it meant nothing….. like i meant nothing

[a-mind-in-ruins]

When you start to miss me, don't look for me. Text the same people who made you stop replying to me.

Laugh with the ones who fed you doubts about my love. You listened to their voices over mine, so now let them comfort you when you feel empty. I was here, I was real, but you chose noise over loyalty. And that choice? It cost you me.

[nofixforthis]

You weren’t ‘too much.’ You were just too alive for someone whose idea of intimacy is missionary and mild eye contact

[knbpoetry]

Destroy me

[angelwithdevilsoul]

THE DRIVE

It started with glances — the kind that lingered just a second too long across desks and coffee breaks. The kind that carried unspoken promises. By the end of a long workday, they didn’t need words — just the spark between them.

“Drive?” he asked, tossing his keys in the air, half a smile tugging at his lips.

She nodded, biting back the smirk that said finally.

They got takeout — something spicy, messy, shared in the glow of the dashboard lights. The city blurred by in streaks of neon and puddles reflecting headlights. But when the rain started to fall — slow at first, then steady, warm and rhythmic — everything changed.

The air thickened with heat and tension.

She turned toward him, eyes dark with intent. He leaned in, slow, like a man hypnotized. Their lips met — soft and searching, then hungry and consuming. She tasted like fire and temptation, every kiss a deeper pull into something they both craved.

Without a word, she slid into the backseat. A glance was all it took — he followed.

They faced each other, breathing heavy. He took her leg, strong hands wrapping around her thigh, and gently pushed her down onto the seat. Climbed over her, eyes locked. The kiss he gave her then wasn’t a question — it was possession. And her answer came in the way she arched into him, the way her fingers clutched his shirt, pulling him deeper.

His mouth left hers, trailing down the slope of her neck, exploring, worshipping. Every breath was a whisper of need.

She flipped the moment, straddling him, hands gripping his jaw as she kissed him back with slow, aching intensity. Her hips rolled with sinful precision — a rhythm that made his breath catch and stutter.

He groaned, low and raw, as her kisses deepened and her body rocked harder against him, the barrier between them both a torment and a tease. His hands gripped her waist, helpless beneath her power, lost in the heat of her slow, devastating grind.

And just when the tension threatened to break them both — when everything hung on a whisper of restraint — she stopped.

She smiled, devilish and breathless, smoothing down her clothes like nothing happened. He stared, stunned, wrecked, undone.

They sat quietly after that — the rain dancing on the roof, the music soft, hearts pounding. She leaned back into the seat, utterly at ease, legs curled up like a satisfied secret.

He drove her home in silence, glancing over at her every few moments, still burning, still haunted by the feel of her.

She stepped out, looked back, and said just one word with a wicked smile.

“Soon.”

[monsoonwrites]

I'll compose a symphony of whispers with the universe to echo the secrets of my heart and the love I hold for you.So when rain touches you,when breeze tussle your hair,when you see a flower on your pathway you walk,when you see the sky raises and sets with breathtaking colours,when one single star shines bright and visible to your eyes,when you hear your favourite song,when a butterfly roam around you,when you smile,know that I am here waiting for you,thinking of you and loving you with all of my heart,my love

[dear--void]

Please stay the one I could never understand,

That’s your magic.

I beg you to never let me out of this spell,

I’m okay being a fool for you.

– Rune

[splinteredthoughts]

7 days…