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vee-unknown · 9 days ago
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I'm bisexual in the sense that, I could be with a man if I ever actually liked one enough to give them a chance to actually know me and lower my walls, but I hate men too much to actually want any of them to see me in any state of disarray or emotional distress, least of all bc of them. Like, if a man broke my heart, I'd keep it to myself and two other people.
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adv3nture5withm3g · 1 year ago
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Random Thoughts Part ??
This is a warning that this is a rambling post of whatever comes into my head; if you’d like to read on, please continue; if not, I understand.  I may have hit peak lazy eating today; it’s been a long day, so I got home after doing a quick run to shoppers, poured myself a bubble bath, had a good soak and decided to redo my hair colour (I tried a light pink but it’s not making much difference…
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pup-pee · 1 year ago
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drawings that make u go EAUGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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strawberry nerds candy is my inspo
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luigilore · 3 months ago
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i do think lu would promptly like and comment on (and debate) ur goodreads reviews
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bistaxx · 1 year ago
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lightning struck the trees near the museum where Tina, Bagi, and Em are and Tina is very anxious O_O
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f0rgetf0rgetting · 2 years ago
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headcanons with the kaitos
with grammar mistakes
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cokowiii · 2 years ago
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I’m like trying to age things and I keep coming back to a thought
Being brought into a world all alone, watching a forest stretch miles and miles. Along with watching a civilization being made.
Like all alone. No other spirits or yokai really around yet. Just you, nature and the animals for years on end.
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blueberryrock · 2 years ago
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"The greatest thing is just to love, and be loved in return" and "Love is to destroy, and to be loved is to be destroyed" are two quotes that lives in my head rent free at the same time, help
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umbermomo · 2 years ago
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I dont know why but I really LIke Guilty Gear The Missing Link's artwork and I have zero idea why or how
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chaotictomtom · 1 year ago
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the way i thought abt sickboy a big weird amount (i mean the trainspottign guys in general) (specifically begbie.......i've got a lot of thoughts abt that bastard man...... Robert C is so good omg) and like the day after bleached blonde phil got revealed
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rotzaprachim · 2 years ago
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I remember thinking years ago that I wondered how strongly the writers of rogue one were aware of Oppenheimer (and some other key atomic bomb scientist’s) lives with a lot of the smaller erso family details like idk naming a bomb test after a nickname for a family member versus naming a bomb test after a favorite poem of a mistress… the plot of the movie is literally like, what if Oppenheimer and Jean tatlock had a secret love child more at 6
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thekittyfox2999 · 5 months ago
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I didn't think this would have actually happend by there we we're. He stood beside me and we watched the sunset. His eyes we're shining like gold and his smile was with a childish glee. I looked onto the bright colours splashed onto the sky, blending in like watercolours on a canvas. I reached out and grabbed his hand, feeling his pulse immediately go up. After a week or so of us meeting up and exchanging longing glances you'd think he'd grown out of his shyness, but he hadn't. God he was adorable.
The war raged on. He kissed my cheek tenderly as I hugged him close. He was going to sail out, away from home. After pleading with the officer I got us one day. Just us two. Together under the sheets wrapped around each other. All I could do for the moment was bask in the warmth and our shared passion before I had to watch him go. Watching as it might just be the last time I see him well. His eyes would glimmer with hope and pride. And all I could feel was dread.
The months passed and my fear rose with each passing day. Sitting down in the train system each and everyday was beginning to harm me. Watching as people stopped reacting. I couldn't handle this repeated cycle. I just wished I could do something. Anything! But all I had was the ability to hope. I could only hope this terrible fate would pass. That the day would only be filled with sun and fresh air. I waited, hoping my love was fine.
The war had passed. I stood by the docks and hoped any kind of news would show up. I waited patiently with each days pass for any information on his whereabouts. He was missing. He couldn't be. Not during this bright month. All the fighting was over. He couldn't miss this!
I walked up the docks a month after the declaration of the war ending. I couldn't lose hope until confirmation had arrived. But instead I was met with him. He looked rough. His eyes no longer shining with the childish glee that I first met him with. His stance was that of a military man and his face was wounded with images of pain and suffering. He dusted his coat off of invisible dust and looked out into the city. Our eyes met. His expression soften and tears dripped from his tear ducts. I laughed and ran up, catching his waist and interlocking our hands together. We hugged and I couldn't have imagined it going any better.
We finally started a family. He was the best partner. His amazing bravery and creativity. I couldn't have imagine someone more fit for the role of a father like him. It was actually perfect. And despite the cold up north. I couldn't imagine living any better life.
Our children grw up and we grew older. I wouldn't have thought it was possible on my end but there I sat. His hand resting on the arm of my chair. Fingers intertwined as the sun set in the distance. Our life had been a great adventure. The amount of things I had experienced. The sights I have seen. The things we had created together. Everything had a price, but I could not imagine this lifetime having one. It grew darker outside and we simply leaned agianst eachother watching the night arrive.
I still on the porch in the same chair. Watching as great grandchildren play by the garden. Their laughs filling the air. I could never had lived a better life. Wherever I go, I see the impact he's made. The peace within the world that he had contributed to. My daugthers grandchildren sit on the edge of the porch and ask me questions about me, about the country, about him. Their curious eyes holding the same childish glee he had when we had first met. A tiny bit of him still lives on, even if he might not. Yes...
"He was a great man."
Most immortals become the angsty “everyone I have ever loved is gone” kind of immortal. You, on the other hand, instead took it upon yourself to be a loving presence to entire generations of your chosen family, because they are descended from someone you once loved long ago.
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/someone shuld make a chesed blog and uhh yah
/happy pride month <3
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pup-pee · 3 months ago
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imagine; ur just doing ur job. its a slow day. then a rush of wind breezes by u when ur inside, there should b no wind. u catch sight of the flash who is fastly muttering 2 himself. a second ur your time is a minute 2 him. hes gone. & thats rlly funny 2 me bc every1 must just see a speedster out of the corner of their eyes when 1 of them stops & just, in "the most random" of places as well bc u dont expect the flash 2 b finding a bomb on ur shit b4 it explodes yk
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all-star comics ((1940)) issue #4
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occupiedoctoling · 4 months ago
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I think creating content on social media just isn’t for me. I barely understand how to be a person in real life. Condensing that life into an interesting soundbite? Not my forte.
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antichoke111 · 1 year ago
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do you guys feel bad when you see someone that can art better than you but they have less notes . is it just me
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