#ljubis

[belog-grada-crna-princeza]

Ja sam kockar bez sreće Ja se bojim, ja te molim Idi sad I ne gledaj me tako i ne ljubi me više

[mishkakagehishka]

I still think it's fascinating that a good portion of slavic languages derived the verb "to love" from the noun "love", but in cro we use that verb for "to kiss". We derived our verb "to love" from the noun "want/will"

[tkfluff-fanatic]

🌸 💫 🌙 (in a tk way. love teasin ya)

THANK YOU ANON‼️‼️🤞🤞

[limetameta]

i just want y'all to know that your boi had the most fucked up day imaginable today and that it's honestly a miracle i'm alive. yet again cowardice wins out against infrequent but very much bi-monthly suicidal ideation. i might write a short story like one of those tumblr styled bullet point stories about my day if i see i need to talk about it lmao. fun fact: i have learnt how to fully disassemble and assemble my vacuum cleaner (not what the manual shows you, that shit only shows you how to change the vacuum bag, i'm talking full on i held the wires and motor in my hand, fuck custom pcs i can build a vacuum cleaner if i want to)

[336-323bc]

3 IS FOR SERBIAAAAAAAA

[citaatii]

"Ako se ikada zaljubis, zaljubi se u nekoga

ko zeli da zna tvoju omiljenu boju i kakvu

kafu pijes. Zaljubi se u nekog ko voli nacin

na koji se smejes i ko ce apsolutno sve

uciniti da te nasmeje. Zaljubi se u nekog

ko stavlja glavu na tvoje grudi samo da

cuje otkucaje srca. Zaljubi se u nekog ko

te ljubi u javnosti i sa ponosom te

'pokazuje" drugima. Zaljubi se u nekog

zbog koga ces se pitati zasto si se u

pocetku uopste bojao zaljubljivanja

Zaljubi se u nekog ko nikada ne bi zeleo

da te povredi. Zaljubi se u nekog ko je

zaljubljen u tvoje mane i misli da si

savrsen bas takakv kakav jesi. Zaljubi se u

nekog ko misli da si ti bas ta osoba pored

koje bi voleo da se probudi svaki dan."

Samo u takvog se zaljubi

devojčice!❣️

[neon-ufo]

i can't wait to finish and post the december luv, it's turning out so incredibly well! the colours i used in it are a bit uncommon for me, so every time i open up the file it shocks me lmao

i'm looking at another busy year in 2024 since i'll be working on the comic script (and afterwards hopefully the comic!!), but i still want to bring back the monthly challenge for another year. these are by far some of the most cathartic art pieces i've done last year, as well as some i've been the most proud of.

im thinking that the theme of the 2024 one would be more focused on music. the diary theme of the 2023 project was a bit hard and often failed to actually reflect the diary aspect, probably because nothing much happens in my life lmao. for 2024 im thinking to just base the monthly picture on the first song that particularly resonates with me every month.

also, a somewhat important(?) update; i decided to rename Luv! his new name: Lubi

Luv is a mispronunciation of love, as in beloved Lubi is the same for 'ljubi', meaning beloved in Slovenian 🇸🇮💕

it is essentially the exact same name, but also infinitely better cooler and sexier because it's now in my own language & i believe everyone who's not a native english speaker should sprinkle some of their own language into their work <3

belated happy new year! 💖💖💖💖

[thegengarprincess]

“Dobro jutro,ljubi.” “Dobro jutro,sonček.”

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Gene: Pure tooth-rotting *FLUFF*

Summery: Just a glimpse of what a normal lazy morning looks like 4 the husbands ever,except it’s their half-year anniversary N after some reminiscing,Jan decides 2 ask his now boyfriend of half a year if he still remembers the morning after they became official,and boy does Nace remember~

Disclaimer: *All* of this is completely fictional and im not associating this with the real people whatsoever,I just like using these silly lil pretty Balkan men as my Barbie dolls,the moment either of them say their uncomfortable with fanfic im deleting the whole thing,k.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*🐈‍⬛🐕*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* This was it.By now it had been almost a whole year since Martin brought *him* to meet the boys,the man who would replace one of his best friends all so they could keep making music.Jan knew why he had to leave yet it still stung to say goodbye when Martin had been through basically *everything* with the band till now.But what Jan didn’t know back then,no matter how much he believed logic would *always* triumph over love,was that “the new Martin” would end up proving only *sometimes* logic can triumph over love,*especially* when it comes to his now boyfriend and bassist,*Nace Jordan.* Which is how he found himself here,snuggled up in Nace’s bed with an arm wrapped securely yet ever so gently around his slightly smaller frame,Ollie curled up near his legs and snoring just as loudly as a *certain* brunette who had a tendency of reminding him of the small creature sometimes.He slowly awoke to the sound of a familiar yawn which could only come from one person,the one who had been sleeping beside and stayed with him through every rough night for *months* now,and hopefully forever when he can finally afford to go ring shopping,only the best for *his* Nacko afterall and nothing less. Nace tossed onto his side so he could see that perpetually half asleep face he’d come to adore so *so* much,when said face asked him a question along the lines of: “Do you still remember the morning after we became..*this*?” Jan said to him,voice still raspy from sleep ,using his finger to point at himself than Nace. “You mean the morning after we fucked eachother’s brains out in some dingy club bathroom while the rest of the boys were shitfaced drunk N doing god knows what then you told me the first time we saw eachother you forget how to *breath*.” he chuckled which also elected a giggle out of Jan,a sound he would *love* to keep in a jar and listen to on repeat when he has a off day. “Forgetting how 2 breath wasn’t the first thing I did when we met,you know.” “Then what was?” “How to think after I saw ur tattoo sleeve up close for the first time during one of our first gigs together,you had *no* idea what that did to me back then.” slowly tracing along the ink that adorned his boyfriends arm,all away to his shoulder as he planted a kiss on one of the last ink covered patches on the others skin. “Buttt I do now,alot actually.” “How so?” Nace pulled him closer and whispered the answer into his ear,breath ghosting slightly over his lobe,making a small smile tug at his lips. “Cause of all the bite marks and hickeys I always find scattered on them the next morning~” it was Jan’s turn to laugh now when Nace started to place a trail of kisses down his ear.watching the tips go a dark shade of red which always looked good when he was the one wearing it. “Not like you can really blame me tho,tattoos are hot as fuck *especially* when they belong to my extremely sexy and beautiful boyfriend!” he cupped the boyfriends in questions face in his hands and just *admired* him till Nace spoke again. “And who’s that?” Nace questioned as if he didn’t know who he belonged to. “You.” were the only words that came out of Jan’s mouth before he kissed him,slow but it was one of the sweetest kisses he’d ever given,that’s only natural when ur man’s a literal *angel* with the softest lips known to man afterall. Tho it stared off as a innocent “good morning /wake up kiss” which *may* have led to a full on makeout session,both men stayed like that for awhile,only breaking the kiss so they could get some air in their lungs,gently pressing their foreheads together and staring into the others eyes for what could have been an eternity,not like either of them would mind of course. “Dubro jutro,ljubi.” “Dubro jutro,sonček.” And if Jan and Nace from half a year ago knew this is what that faithful day where Martin brought him into the studio to the boys would lead to,maybe getting a new bassist wasn’t the worst idea in the world afterall~ ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*💜❤️*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

(BIG BIG TY 2 ONE OF MY FAVE MOOTS @da-proti-toku-grem 4 ANSWERING MY ASK EARLIER N GETTING MY MOTIVATION 2 WRITE BACK INTO GEAR N HELPING WITH LAST MIN NERVES B4 POSTING!! 🥹🫶🥹🫶🥹🫶🥹🫶🥹🫶 ur truly such.a.f4n.*SWEETHEART* N I hope one day I can be just as good of a writer as U are! I fr always start kicking my feet N twirling my hair when I see U in my inbox,seeing the lil notification with ur user *ALWAYS* makes my day better + U were one of the first blogs i started following N was a huge idol of mine back when I was a lurker!! X33 luv ya Maca ,4 aslong as we have the boys and 4ever <3333333333)

[gospocki]

(za)ljubi me

[de-dijon]

čitav svijet pijan je

hajde samo ljubi me

[cigarete-i-poezija]

Dragi pjesniče,

Ovo pismo pišemo tebi,

Ponovno padaš u mračnu komoru duše svoje,

Depresija navlači zavjese i bdije nad srcem,

Gušim se cigaretama i zatvaram prozore slobode,

Nestajem polako i mnogo se bojim,

Povrijedio sam sebe,

Polako nestajem,

Isparavam i vraćam se u oblake,

Suze poput kiše,

Kvase zelenu površinu,

Nadam se da će rasti cvijeće,

Živim od bola,

Teško razumijem osjećaj sreće,

Bojim se sebe,

Bojim se života,

Nepoznat pojam,

Empatije prema sebi,

Naučen da šutim i pušim,

Izgleda da uživam,

Da sam sebe mučim,

Duša me boli kad pišem,

Ali eto izgleda da ipak,

Lakše kroz stihove dišem.

Dodaj mi olovku i papir,

I pusti me da kroz stihove sviram klavir,

Ne znam pričati o tome kako se osjećam,

Često govorim izvini,

I mrzim sam sebe,

Mnogo plačem,

I kvarim sliku,

Mladića punog života,

A u glavi smatram,

Da je živjeti sramota.

Nisam dobro i često sanjam crnilo i tamu,

Valjda zato volim bacat tintu na papir,

U potrazi za spokojom koji čitav život tražim,

Život mi mira neda,

Proganja me uspomena prijatelja,

Često ga sanjam i budim se u suzama,

Pitam se gdje je nestala ljubav,

Koju sam gajio prema sebi,

Pitam se i čime sam tebe zaslužio,

Da me trpiš,

Kada ne mogu trpit sebe,

Pitam se gdje je moj bog,

I zašto je cigareta moj porok,

Kada li sam izgubio svoj oklop?,

Često sjedim a sve manje pišem,

Jebiga teško mi je,

Pitam se nekad zašto dišem,

Od satova koji kucaju,

Stvorio lažne bogove u glavi,

Postao sam svoj rob,

I polako u ovim stihovima kopam svoj grob.

Jebiga u životu kažu,

Misli dobro i dobro će doći,

A svaki put kada o dobrom mislim,

Suze lice kvase,

I nestaje mi prostora na ovom papiru,

Nemam više smisla za poeziju,

Ali na ovom papiru ispoljavam dušu,

I lijem suze,

Duša me boli,

Ali volim,

Svaki ovaj napisani stih,

Svaku bolnu uspomenu,

I svaku ljubavnu pjesmu napisanu,

Živim da volim,

Teško je i mnogo boli,

Ali dišem,

I pišem,

Pa eto ispadne sve uredu,

Imam tebe pored sebe,

Tješiš me i govoriš da će sve biti okej,

Možda i život ipak nije toliko mračan,

Samo pazi se,

Ljubi,

Voli,

Svaku zraku sunca,

I slušaj svaku pjesmu ptica,

I dobro upamti,

Neko te voli i o tebi misli,

Svanulo je divno jutro nema veze što je vrijeme tmurno,

Nemoj da se ubiješ danas...

Puno ljubavi šaljem svima.

[mishkakagehishka]

crtam miku i dobit ces ga samo ako prodes ispit

sretno bae vrati nam se na dulje od 6 tjedana <3

Omg iako si reka da neću vidit mike do rujna, ili kadveć? <3

[osjetimojubol]

svaki put kada izađemo

ona priča kao da je zadnji

tako isto i miluje, ljubi i grli

polako joj sve više vjerujem

to je teško s obzirom na šta sam sve naišao

ona je ona zvijezda koja sjaji nekoliko hiljada noći

onaj pogled

onaj dodir

onaj zagrljaj

onaj poljubac koji pamtiš

nisam vjerovao da postoji neko

kao što je ona

ali je došla, poslije svega

poslije svih kiša i gradova

poslije svih oluja

ona je sunce

lijek na rani

[limetameta]

Joker, right after killing Jason with a crowbar and blowing him up in Sarajevo: All right. Enough business. *rubs his hands together* It's kebab time, boys.

Cut to

Batman rushing to save Jason in a race against time

Cut to

Joker eating the fattest kebabs in existence with kajmak and some baklava on the side

Cut to

Batman holding Jason's body and crying

Cut to

Joker strolling through Baščaršija and taking photographs of the place, pointing in awe at the architecture

Cut to

Batman having his whole world collapse

Cut to

Joker drinking Turkish coffee and eating lokum

Cut to

Batman blaming himself for this, unable to come to terms with this failure

Cut to

Joker drinking his own weight in rakija, absolutely smashed

Cut to

Batman really debating whether he should forego his no kill rule

Cut to

Joker singing "Tako ti je mala moja kad ljubi Bosanac"

Cut to

Batman giving up on that, realising he still can't kill

Cut to

Joker dragged into dancing kolo with some bosnians

[milka-savic51]

Glasajte ljubi vas Milka😍👍

[80s-reject]

AI genarated Tito saying "pa bogati neka ljubi ko god koga hoće, a ako neće neka se ne nameće" is not something i expected from new years