Im Sorry - Tumblr Posts
peter: what’s your biggest fear?
mj: being forgotten
peter: damn, that’s deep
peter: mine’s the kool aid man but i feel kinda stupid about that now
sorry I got a bit angry…
But fr Ochaco is having an emotional breakdown and they’re saying shit like “omg Izuocha canon!” Like how disgusting can you be!? Have a heart!
I actually made this meme a while ago but didn’t post it here I think I posted it on Twitter but idk… this is my honest opinion, sorry if you ship izuocha and your kind but I needed to let off some steam.
I Hate Myself
I feel like I’m going to throw up… I just read a bakudeku dj and I-
I’ve been using spinning wheels to choose tags/genres and I got yaoi and drama under the tag hardcore.
I am sick… I
the amount of angst and
holy fvck I am not ok
I need to throw up.
I didn’t read the extra tags but I think one of them was (r word) well I’d hope so bc that’s what happened and I am absolutely disgusted in myself and want to die.
Every instance of Spider-Man Noir being a goofy little guy in Twilight In Babylon #1-5 (2020) (Art by: Juan Ferreyra)
The blending of Grim Detective and "I'm making it up as I go along" energy results in the Peter Parker perfect blend
dear sir, Noah Sebastian, choke me, please and tusen takk🙏🏻
Hello again
I’m just here to tell yall, I’m not gonna be posting for a bit. The reason why is a bit confusing.
But basically, I had a crush on this dude(keep in mind I’m on the aromantic spectrum). And he just pulled a dick move on me. So I’m dealing with my first heartbreak rn 🥲
This like isn’t major to most people, but I’ve never had a crush on anyone before. This was my first, and the dude just did a something that completely made me lose feelings. So yay!
If you’re wondering what he did, I basically helped him the most out of all the mods on our discord server cause I’m online the most. And he just removed my mod perms because I forgot tone tags. So yeah, he’s a dick. And I’m sad.
But I’ll try to most more once I get over this 😭🙏
"How am I supposed to say I miss you and I love you when you ruined my life? How am I supposed to morn you when you were my monster, controlling me like a puppet that I wasn't. I'm free, and yet here I am, still confused. Are you family or a foe? Am I supposed to miss you or forget you? Am I even supposed to have these thoughts?"
- Dreaming of Wolves//Dark 3AM Thoughts
I don't have a cool or interesting post today. Highschool sucks. I have no one. I'm so incredibly lonely it's not even funny. I got my heart broken for the 2nd time by the same person. It feels like the one millionth time. My heart aches. My eyes want to cry, but nothing will come out. The thing is, it's not his fault either. Maybe I just deserve it. Everything. I'm sorry self. I told you I would be better. But the crying won't stop. I'm sorry. When will this go away? When can I feel like me again? I don't even know who I am anymore. This isn't for attention. This is for myself. I tried comforting me, but instead, I'm falling apart.
This is my theme for today;
Things That I Needed To Hear But Never Did (Part Two):
- Someone loves you, somewhere. Even if you feel like they don't. They do. They do. I promise you, they do.
- You're important to someone. You're just as important to someone as they are you. To them, you are the first choice.
- Nothing is wrong with you. There is no coding that needs to be fixed.
- You are you, and that is so great and so important, and you are unique and original. No one could ever replace you.
- Someone will fall for you as much as you fall for them. Those sappy notes and letters you write? Someone will do the same for you.
- Hugs are important. Physical affection is important. Not everything results in you getting hurt.
- Someone would die for you as much as you would them.
- You matter in someone else's world. You are apart of their story as they are yours.
- You can and will be found.
- The darkness isn't forever.
- If you disappear, someone will go on a journey to find you.
- There will be someone that will never, ever leave you despite anything you say or go through.
[TW: Death and shit that comes with that, idk maybe more? If you find any more things that should be in this trigger warning pls tell me.]
Also, shit is happening in my life rn. I recently [on September 11th] lost my cousin, she died and we aren't sure how exactly yet. So, yeah. Death is fucking weird and I don't think I process it normally (AuDHD). So I may end up not posting for a while or might end up posting like every day.
Just sharing so ya'll know what's going on if I disappear for a while [even though I would likely do that even without this shit happening].
We aren't sure when the funeral thing is happening yet, I slightly hope it's soon so I can see my family, I don't live by that side of the family, sadly. Probably gonna end up missing like a day of college, but whatever, my family [my pack] is more important to me.
My cousin left behind a son. He is a kid. He's younger than I was when my mom in this life died. [I was like 16 when that happened, and I won't be sharing how old my 2nd cousin is]. So I really wanna see that side of my family, so I can try and be there for him. He's gonna need people there for him, and if I could without getting in trouble, I would drop out of college rn to be around him while he is going through this. (Protective wolf/dog instincts?)
There's just a lot of shit going on rn with my life, I wish it would stop for a bit.
- Zuki Shay Lupo (They/xe/ze) :((
[We is referring to my family, btw]
Tw: sexual assault mentioned, trauma/ptsd, I think that's it? All of this is pretty much just past life, and it's not explicit, just mentioned by name.
Anyone else who experienced trauma in a past life that they haven't experienced in your current life, how do you deal with it?
I haven't ever been SAed in this life but I am pretty sure that I was at least once in a past life [maybe multiple past lifes, Zuki is the one that I am meaning rn]. And I have no real idea of how to go about dealing with this.
I feel shitty cause, like I've said, I have never been through that in this life, but it still affects me about as much as if I had. And I don't really know how to talk about this shit with people cause idk how they would react, even those that support and love me as I am [alterhuman/nonhuman stuff included] but having trauma from my past life that I haven't experienced here is kinda different.
Idk, I just want to know if anyone has any advice or anything for this situation.
Sorry for this type of post, I try not to bring too much stuff like this into my account, but I feel like I need to. I'll try and keep my posts more light-hearted or, at least of course, give trigger warnings or content warnings when they're not light-hearted.
- Zuki Shay Lupo (They/hx/it)
I am Imtithal from northern Gaza. I live in very difficult conditions because of the war and I struggle to provide basic necessities. I was displaced with my children 17 times in search of a safe place. There is no safe place. We suffer from a shortage of water, food, medicine and milk. Because of the famine war that we have been going through for 10 months, I need your support so that we can survive. Even if the support is simple, it helps my family a lot. Please donate and participate.
Praying for you
hi. it’s partridgeinapeartree. i got banned so any of my old mutuals please reblog! i want to find my metallica mutuals : (
heres a really stupid ass doodle of the characters from my horror series reacting to the tv getting turned on by itself
Time to Guess who dies first!
an ASS quality doodle of kye, guys 🔥🔥🗣️🗣️
take a mach doodle because I think she's pretty
If you wonder if i'm still alive...I'm doing the work, people! Don't be fooled.
I just got to know that my mother has cancer. So i'm a "little" occupied mentally. BUT! I still try to draw, to get some soothing silence in my mind. She does good, compared to her circumstances. Strong Mama i do have. ❤️🔥
So a sneak peek is on the way (next post). Hope you like it 🥰
Missing Brothers
Rex pulled the hood further over his face no one could know he was here. He looked around and ducked into a crowd of people before ducking into another alley way. Why had Ashoka decided to bring him here? Didn’t she know how dangerous it was? Rex let out a sigh and signaled a cab. When he finally got the attention of one he slipped into the back and gave the Rodan in the front seat an address. The Rodian gave him a weird look.
“Why would you want to go there? It’s been abandoned for a while now?” Rex didn’t say anything. He was too deep in thought to answer and the Rodian just shrugged his shoulders and took off toward the destination. As soon as they arrived Rex’s head shot up and he scrambled out of the taxi and threw several credits at the man.
Rex stood in a trance like state staring at the building. The building that had once held so many of his brothers. Once a place of joy and happiness for his brothers. Where they would go when they came home to give them a place to relax and forget the war and all they had to do. He walked towards the old bar, thinking of all he had lost.
Rex pushed his way through the door of 79’s. And stopped to look around. It was different than he remembered. There were chairs and tables strewn all over the place. Glass shattered on the floor, chairs shattered. Darkness had overtaken the once light bar. Cobwebs in the corner and dust on every surface. The quiet was almost deafening to him. The silence louder than any music.
Letting out a sigh the soldier began to walk around. His first stop was the stage. He looked at the poles where dancers once danced. He let out a small laugh as he remembered how his brothers would talk about hoping to get lucky with one of the dancers. How that would be the highlight of the day if they got lucky. He could remember how gracefully the dancers would move.
He moved on. His next spot was the dance floor. He walked to the middle and stood just remembering all the times he watched his brothers dance and goof off. And occasionally being dragged into dancing himself. That's when he noticed it. The dent in the floor. He remembered how that got there. It had been Fives and Hardcase’s fault. They had been goofing off and accidentally shot the floor with one of Fives’ guns. He had given them a VERY long lecture after that. He let out a laugh, and unbeknownst to him a tear slipped down his cheek.
He forced himself to move on to the bar. As he walked he pulled his finger down the bar and stopped at one spot in particular. It was a little over half way down the bar. It was Cody’s favorite spot. He loved to be right in the middle of things. Rex looked down at that spot and a million memories passed through his head at once. “What happened to you Cody? Are you still out there? Did you survive? Where are you now? I miss you.” Rex felt tears slip down his cheeks in long rivers. He was tired of running and tired of losing things. He missed the good old days where he could talk to his brothers. Where he could come home to them. Where he knew he would always be loved.
Rex walked on tears still streaking down his face to his final spot. A lonely booth at the back of the bar. The favorite of the 501st. He slipped into his favorite spot. He looked to his left and expected to see Fives and Hardcase laughing loudly and telling them a story. Then he looked to his right and expected to Kix quietly sipping his beer and laughing occasionally and Jesse on the other side of him just as loud as Fives and Hardcase. And then he looked across the table and expected to see Tup with a chair pulled up to the table. Rex let his head fall into his hands. The memories coming to him in waves. Memories of his brothers being happy, of them mourning, of them. He missed all of them. He missed his younger vod. More and more tears started to fall. He missed seeing the smiles they would get, he missed the sparkles in their eyes.
He hated how most died on the battlefield, unloved and uncared for. Left to rot in a place no one would care about. He didn’t know what was worse. The ones who he couldn’t have protected or the ones he could have. He could think of a million ways he could have saved Tup. He thought of a million ways he could have saved Echo, and another million for Fives. If he had only stopped Hardcase from going up in the fighters. If he had only found Fives first. If only he had forced Echo to leave with him. If only he had forced Tup to go to the medics when the headaches first started. If only he had grabbed Jesse.
He was a horrible older brother and he knew it. By now the tears were flowing freely down his face and his nose was running. If only he had been stronger, or faster, or smarter he could have saved them. Rex shot up and threw the table across the room. And stormed to the middle of the room and looked up. Then he had to do a double take. High up on one wall there were a few words that would stick to the soldier forever. “Captain Rex is the best.”
Rex dropped to his knees. He recognized the handwriting. It was Echos. He let out a scream. A scream for all his brothers he had lost, a scream for all that didn’t get the chance to be free, a scream for all he had let down. His face in his hands he began to sob. A sob he had been keeping in for years. Crying for his brothers who couldn’t cry anymore. He truly was shattered.