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angeleternity · 4 months
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cinnagrrl · 2 months
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i just wanna sit in his lap and make out till our lips are bruised and my lipstick is smeared on him
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kofilovescoffee · 4 months
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My Own Private Idaho (1991)
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angelspearlheart · 4 months
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newwavesylviaplath · 11 days
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this is what makes us girls (getting into fights with my mom)
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xoxo-wraith · 1 month
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beautiful beautiful people don't fit the beauty standard of their country or even the beauty standard of their parent's country
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prettiestboyinmorgue · 2 months
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𝒲ℯ𝓉 𝒹𝒾𝓇𝓉 ℴ𝓃 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒻𝒶𝒸ℯ,
ℒℴ𝓈𝓉 ℯ𝓎ℯ𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒸ℴ𝓁𝒹 𝓁𝒾𝓅𝓈.
𝒞𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓀ℯ𝒹 𝓈𝓀𝒾𝓃, 𝒹𝒾𝓇𝓉𝓎 𝓈ℴ𝒸𝓀𝓈
𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝒷𝓇𝓊𝒾𝓈ℯ𝒹 𝓀𝓃ℯℯ𝓈.
𝒮𝓉𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝓇𝓎𝒾𝓃𝓰 𝓉ℴ 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝒶 𝓌𝒶𝓎 ℴ𝓊𝓉,
𝒮𝓉𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝒹ℯ𝓇𝒾𝓃𝓰 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽ℴ𝓅𝒾𝓃𝓰,
𝒥𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓅𝓇𝒶𝓎𝒾𝓃𝓰 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓂ℴ𝓊𝓉𝒽 𝓉ℴ 𝓈𝒽ℴ𝓊𝓉.
ℬ𝓊𝓉 𝓃ℴ 𝒽ℴ𝓅ℯ 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒸𝓇𝓎𝒷𝒶𝒷𝓎 𝒷ℴ𝓎.
𝒩ℴ 𝓉𝒾𝓂ℯ 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒹𝒾𝓇𝓉𝓎 𝓁ℴ𝓈𝓉 𝓉ℴ𝓎.
ℐ𝓉'𝓈 𝒷ℯℯ𝓃 𝓈ℴ 𝓁ℴ𝓃𝓰, 𝓈ℴ 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇ℯ'𝓈 𝓃ℴ 𝒽ℴ𝓅ℯ.
𝒩ℴ ℴ𝓃ℯ 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓈𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝒽𝒾𝓂 𝒻𝓇ℴ𝓂ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓇ℴ𝓅ℯ.
Missing by Charlie Doe.
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rhinestoneprincess · 3 months
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My drawings. Used reference pics obvi
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auroraboribori · 6 months
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here's a silly poem I think you guys might like, I found it in one of my old notebooks today.
Stacked playing cards are the love language of an imperfect family.
It's alright, because silence and competition are both things I'm great at.
A boiled egg will swim in danger, but a boiled frog will let itself die. A runny egg is the most delicious of all.
Eggs, toast, beans, and a salsa made the night before. Do not tell anyone, but I prefer the toast to a tortilla.
We ran out this morning anyway, so toast it is.
I heard wonderbread is made with shampoo.
I don't think it's true, though.
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spoiledstarlets · 5 months
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i like people watching, i like just seeing how human humans can be.
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angeleternity · 3 months
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࣪ ㅤ ˖ ݁ㅤ.ㅤ˚ ⊹ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ୨୧ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ⊹ ˚ㅤ. ݁ ˖ㅤ ࣪
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࣪ ㅤ ˖ ݁ㅤ.ㅤ˚ ⊹ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ୨୧ ┈ ┈ ┈ ┈ ⊹ ˚ㅤ. ݁ ˖ㅤ ࣪
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kofilovescoffee · 5 months
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Koisenu Futari (2022) 🌸✨️
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angelspearlheart · 4 months
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xoxo-wraith · 1 month
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strawberryblooded · 2 years
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washing down my antidepressants with a steaming cup of hot cocoa
ah, yes
the Christmas spirit
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There's times where I feel like I'm not living a very coquette lifestyle, though I'm working to make it closer to something like that but still keeping (or trying to keep it) second to my faith. Nice thing is that religious aesthetics can play into it, especially since I like morute as well. But my life is messy. I don't have a lot of pastels, my house is cluttered and honestly not the most posh place, I went through a goth phase in my life (my autistic brain is also too ADD to like just one thing - and now it's landed on coquette cause it's very much a sensory experience), and I work as a janitor part time; my hours have also been reduced because this is our slow season. It's not exactly glamorous, but it's a life that's mine and I'm grateful for it so that's what coquette is to me. Finding beauty in the difficult things. Plus there was that time where medically transitioning was my focus and I thought I had to fit into a man's world. I was stressed and losing hair. Mostly due to the ugly comments I'd get, the constant misgendering, and the expectations people were putting on me to either not do it at all or do it their way (the mentioned people weren't even trans or non-binary). I decided then to reclaim my own femininity. I might be a cis woman, I might be feminine leaning non-binary but I'm not thinking too much about it right now because I just need to breathe. All I know is I'm getting more comfortable in my own brain and learning to be grateful for the blessings God has given me. That can be coquette, too, or even faunlet.
But I'll also say getting a glimpse of what the LGBTQ community has to go through just made me want to stand up for them in any way I could. Even if it's just blogging their posts and trying to spread awareness or donate to a cause if I can. I want to make people think. Your actions and your words do matter. They do affect others. I will most likely use coquette or faunlet as a platform for that, too. Because we do have lovely LGBTQ members, too. And I want them to know they matter. The aesthetics are nice, but we're also in this because we have a voice.
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