Her - Blog Posts
I know that the hype for this song has almost passed, but I really wanted to draw Miku and Teto from this clip 🙃
My cosplay of Akari Malara from Galactic Civilizations 3 and 4 is almost complete now for the MCM London Comic Con this weekend :). Due to constantly changing plans and unforeseen events IRL, things were done a bit more last minute than usual but I think everything is still coming out pretty well :P. I'll be posting photos of the whole thing and me in it when the convention will be happening :)
Also this is my first proper post on here that isn't a reblog of some sort :P
Her
She was his sun. Until she had said, “I’m done.” For her, everything became clear. That he never meant it when he called her “Dear.”
From there, something had ignited. Ever since that first thought had brightened. That little spark of madness made itself known when he forced her to clean up his mess.
Now she does everything with pride. Showing this with each stride. Becoming happier than she ever knew. Yet no one had a clue....
That even though at that time she had felt dead inside; She had become wise when he unknowingly opened up her eyes.
“You were the only one I could count on.”
“No. I wasn’t.” I hate how he couldn’t just understand that. I hate how he makes it seem that he needs me. Like if I’m not there he’ll die.... And to think I used to like him. Don’t get me wrong. I don’t hate him... I just don’t want to have anything to do with him right now.
“What do you mean?” I read as he responds to my text.
“I am not the only one. You have a family. A mom, a dad, and you have siblings. You have other friends beside me. So just leave me alone.” As I send it, I contemplate whether or not it was the right way to go. I did mean what I said.... but I also didn’t. I did mean it when I said I wasn’t the only one. What I didn’t mean was when I told him I wanted to be left alone. I just wanted us to go back to the way things used to be. Before all of this mess came to be.
“Goodbye.”
Before I can get a reply I block him. As the phone becomes blurry I realize that I’m crying.... I wish this never happened.
Special thanks to @writing-is-ruining-my-life for the awesome prompt!
Dialogue Prompt
“You were the only one I could count on.”
“No. I wasn’t.”
its not fairrrrrr that should be MEEEE :(
also gnawing at the iron bars of my enclosure, her hands.....dear lord im not making it out of this one.
will be awake thinking about this and probably forever.
I have no words Gwen
jlsfsljfdslllfffggaaaee Sorry for missing, for some reason, what i dont understand, I couldn't post anything 😭😭😭😭😭
but i found a new (for me) fandom
nitw
here some mine fanarts
imagine,, not liking her,,
cant relate
Loving her was never going to be fair you know?
its like trying to love a hurricane as its ripping through your sheets.
But she wasn’t always like that though.
She used to be the summer breeze as it whispered in your ear.
She was the sand in your shoe reminding you of sunny days on the beach.
Then she fell in love with her own hurricane and she was never quit the same.
He began as the ocean that she slowly let flow across her feet.
But before she knew it she was knee deep in the water, and soon
she was swimming as far out as she could go.
She loved the water rolling over her skin.
Once she was too far out to turn back thats when the clouds began rolling in
The storm forced her under the water until her lungs felt as if they would collapse.
She began to love the burning in her lungs, the desperation for air, the blurred vision. But just as she was about to give in the storm brought her back to the shorelines tattered and bruised.
She spent days and months on the beach hoping to be taken back out to sea. All she was given was the quiet whispers of the waves coming into shore. She spent her days chasing the storm, and nights in the warmth of others arms. She filled her lungs with cigarette smoke hoping for a moment to recreate the burning sensation and liquor to drown out the emptiness left inside. But she never was quite the same.
Like I said, Youll never forget your first hurricane.
And now she’s yours.
ITS HER, ITS THE GORL ! :D 🌸🌻🍀🌿🌱
Earth Willow my beloved 💚
Her design has to be my favorite so far
If anyone has any suggestions for what character and their possible element I should do next just lemme know ! 🔥💧🌱💨
Binge Free Movies Before Freedom Week!
Binge Free Movies Before Freedom Week!
It’s one week before the Fourth of July or as we’d like to call it Freedom Week! So before you get on with the festivities like any good beer drinking American, binge watch these five movies on Showfer.com while you wait to party! 😍 🇺🇸 💗
For our International users who don’t know or don’t celebrate the Fourth of July, we hope that these movies would make for a great weekend for you. Even if next…
View On WordPress
concept: Mass effect renegade face cracks but for red hawke (bonus points for blood magic)
The Story of Her - Part 1
Somewhere in June 2024. 🗓️
I am still amazed how one person can inspire someone so deeply. ☺️
I met her via an anonymous app. I still remember her post on that app which I replied to. That was the beginning of a friendship I never expected. 👫
She was always cute with her words. I was addicted to talking to her within a few days. 💕
I easily attach myself to people emotionally, her way of talking kept me in a dream state. It was just a casual everyday text but it got me hooked every single day. 💖
Reading through her long text replies was the best thing for me every morning when I woke up. Till that time I never had anyone who replied with long text messages. 💓
All texting was done on the anonymous app where there is no guarantee that next the app will exist and we are still connected. The part I don't remember is who asked to move the texting out of the anonymous app to Snapchat which is more reliable. It might be me who asked her for Snap ID because I didn't want to lose her. 🥰
Recently she said she did feel happy about moving to Snapchat texting ☺️
July 11 , 2024 🗓️
We moved our texting to Snapchat. 🤩
Our connection grew more deeper... 💓
End of part 1. 💓
Tune in for more in Part 2. ☺️
AUGHH *sobbing* thank u for liking her guys
Karma will handle it for me
You keep switching between me and her.
You selfish prick.
Try thinking about others for once.
We’re humans as well and your behavior towards us is nothing but inhumane.
Go fuck yourself.
I kinda hate you
I hate that it’s always me who starts the conversation, it’s always my part to show interest and then you just follow up later. I hate that I have to text you first every time and only then you’ll remember that you wanted to talk to me. I hate that it seems like everyone knows you better than me. I hate that you don’t remember what we talked about even though we both had the best of our times. I hate that your friends don’t get along with mine. I hate that my parents always ask about you and then I realize there is nothing I can tell them about that really matters. I hate that I can’t stop looking at you. I hate that you cant even smile at me when your friends are around. I hate that we only connect when we’re drunk. I hate that I can almost remember every single word you said to me since we met. I hate that I can’t stop thinking about you. I hate that I dream of you every single night. I hate that you’re the first thing I think of when I open my eyes in the morning. I hate that my heart starts beating faster whenever I think of you. I hate that I can’t stop smiling for a week when you are nice to me for once. I hate that you are nice to me sometimes. I hate that you can’t make up your mind. I hate that I don’t get it. I hate that I recognize your voice through hundreds of people speaking. I hate that my favorite color reminds me of you. I hate that your smell will forever be stuck in my mind. I hate that you drive extra safely whenever I’m on the back of your motor circle. I hate that you hurt me over and over again by flirting with other people. I hate that I can’t live a day without the thought of you. I hate that I get rosy cheeks whenever someone mentions your name. I hate that I can’t control my fingers shaking when I type a message into our chat. I hate the way I feel about you. I hate that I’m in love with you. And I hate that there is no sign that you love me too.