#im trying to be better

[horsegirlalexkralie]

been hiding in my depression cave for various reasons but i think i would like to come out now ... hello.... im working on a fic .....

[lacependragon]

One of the worst parts of not having friendship decay is sometimes you have a dream about someone you don't talk to anymore, and you wake up missing them so desperately and achingly, like you last spoke yesterday, and it just never goes away. It's been a month of these dreams and a month of this pain that just slips in whenever I'm not actively guarding myself against it.

I can't just go talk to them brain. I ruined that relationship. I said all the wrong things. I lashed out and was cruel. I was rude. I fucked everything up out of pain and jealously and fear and I never bothered to explain myself. I was wrong. And I'll never get to fix that because I ran. And I have to live with that every single time I have one of these dreams.

You can't fucking just go send them a friend request you're being a fucking asshole and an idiot.

We'll see if it ever stops.

[kinzoddi]

I'm thinking about hosting a public a stardew Valley game, but im not entirely sure how to do that.

I've tried asking my steam friends, but most, if not all of the time, they ignore me. I'm trying to be more social and leave the shell I created around me, but im finding it quite hard when the friends I do have hardly talk to me.

I joined Tumblr mostly because I wanted to escape the drama and isolation I had on Twitter. I feel more comfortable on Tumblr anyway.

I'm trying not to be so much of a hermit. I hide in my room, fearing the worse about how or what people think of me because they can't understand me until they actually get to know me.

I have a hard time making friends because of how different and weird I am. I like things most people don't like or know of.

Example: I love playing Spore and Creatures Exodus. Games that are nearly dead today.

I'm sorry this rant was everywhere :P

[journalingperspective]

Sure, I might be rude. but i'm protecting myself. something you failed to do.

you always forget I have feelings too

[gorillaxyz]

i dont know whats wrong with me I JUST DONT LIKE PEOPLE WHO LIKE ME it sucks

[labradorite-princess]

I’m so clingy that it’s embarrassing.

[tiredflowercrown]

Thank you! I do adore cottagecore

[the-cookie-of-doom]

50/50 chance my boyfriend is about to break up with me 

[imfrom-neptune]

Little things that make me happy in a day

saying good morning to my son/friend

dressing in clothes that make me happy

free days in class

hugs from friends, holding hands in the halls

bringing a squishmallow to school every wednesday

running to the busses with my friend cause we’re about to miss them

bus rides with music as loud as I want cause no one will stop me

my bed when I get home

stuffing my face when I get home cause I’m so hungry by the time school is over

when my parents are still working and the sun has just set and I have that time to myself

talking to my son/friend all through the evening until we go to bed and say goodnight

[folkloreromancr]

i hope that everyone on this planet has or finds someone to whom they can admit that they're too soft for all of it. i hope that my worst of enemies have someone to whom they can admit this. i would like to believe that all of us deserve to have someone to whom we can just admit.

[mastermicd]

my favorite past time is watching media the majority of the rpc hasn’t seen and then picking such a specific and small muse to add to my muse list to make it even more tricky <3

[mahnamahnadubididu]

I love the world, I love how silly and cute humans can be. And I’m very aware of how beautiful the world can be but sometimes I feel like there's a haze that makes me unable to remember that.

For someone who says to love the world so much is embarrassing how desperately sometimes I wanna leave it

[journalingperspective]

i deserve more. i am worth a lot. i deserve good and happiness in my life.

i've always thought i didn't. but i was oh so very wrong.

[cotton-candy-jester]

dunno what tf has been going on with my body lately but it does NOT want me to draw

[curryalley]

"Why don't you tag your posts on tumblr?"

"Because this is what the inside of my brain looks like. It's not a filing cabinet, it's a trash heap where the most recent pretty rock is thrown on the top of the pile."

[awearywritersworld]

megumi's teacher — gojo satoru x reader

tags/warnings: fluff. fem!reader. gojo beefing with an eight year old. 700 words.

ever since megumi started the second grade, it's been (l/n)-sensei this. (l/n)-sensei that.

gojo picks up megumi's favorite ice cream, only to be scolded by the young boy. "(l/n)-sensei's favorite flavor is strawberry, so that's my favorite now!"

gojo tries to help him with his math homework, and it's "(l/n)-sensei did it this way. that means you should too!"

gojo reaches down to tie megumi's shoes for him, before his hand is promptly smacked away. "(l/n)-sensei said big boys tie their own shoes!"

honestly, gojo is starting to feel a little jealous. megumi's known you for what? two months?

he's been raising megumi for the past few years, but does that earn him an ounce of the adoration the young boy seems to have for you?

apparently not, though he perseveres nonetheless.

he and megumi are spending the afternoon out in the city and they stop at a small bakery for lunch.

while megumi is distracted looking at all the sweets behind the glass counter, the bell on the door draws gojo's attention.

his eyes fall upon a pretty young woman. actually, you might just be the prettiest woman he's ever seen.

and of course, a smirk forms on his lips when he catches you looking his way. he's puffing out his chest, running a hand through his hair.

he's always had a certain effect on the ladies, and he's never been more happy about that until this very moment—

"megumi?" you call from a few feet away. the wide smile adorning your face makes you look even more radiant.

while gojo visibly deflates, megumi's head whips around at the speed of light. "(l/n)-sensei!"

oh.

gojo very quickly comes to understand why the boy is so enamored by you.

megumi launches himself at you, while you crouch to meet him with open arms.

"i'm so happy to see you!" he practically sings, clinging to your neck.

you chuckle at his enthusiasm. "i'm happy to see you too, 'gumi."

gojo clears his throat, hoping that megumi will take the chance to introduce you two, but he is completely ignored.

"what are you going to get? i'll buy it for you," he states proudly, despite having zero money of his own.

your gaze shifts to gojo for the first time, and having your attention even just for a brief moment takes his breath away.

"that's very sweet megumi, but that's alright." you ruffle his hair when he pouts at your words, standing back up. "who's this?"

"oh that's just gojo. don't worry about him," he states with a wave of his hand.

the white haired man gawks at him in response. the nerve on that kid! he silently decides megumi will be losing dessert privileges for a week. no, two.

you stifle a giggle before offering your hand to him and introducing yourself as megumi's teacher.

he repeats your name, taking satisfaction in the way it sounds rolling off his tongue.

"that's a pretty name," he compliments, trying to recover from megumi's dismissal. "heard a lot about you. in fact, the kid never shuts up about you."

this earns him a glare from megumi, but gojo is too preoccupied with the shy look that crosses your features to notice.

gojo insists on paying for your order, a show of appreciation for taking such good care of megumi in class. you chat with the pair of them for a little while longer before eventually excusing yourself.

"thank you again, gojo-san. i'll see you on monday, megumi!"

just as you're turning on your heel, gojo calls your name and you look back at him expectantly.

"when, uh," he struggles, scratching the back of his neck. "when do i get to see you?"

nice.

"oh! well, parent-teacher conferences are only a few weeks away! i'll look forward to seeing you then," you answer sweetly, misunderstanding the meaning behind his words.

you bid them goodbye once more and they both watch your figure disappear down the street.

megumi turns to look at gojo smugly. "weeks? that sounds like a really long time—"

"shut it, kid."