I Feel So Bad - Tumblr Posts
bro i feel like crap rn...i'm coughing, sniffling, and i'm sore...hopefully I'll feel better by this weekend...cuz i wanna feel better!!!!
my night was rough and it's starting to catch up to me...my body was sore, the melatonin was making me sleepy so much I was dizzy...next thing you know, just an hour into laying in a bed, a FREAKING STORM appears, the thunder being loud making me feel like I was in a nightmare...and I kept sleeping every two hours, waking up, sleeping for another 2 hours...sleeping again and woke up at 5 something in the morning...DRENCHED in sweat! I tell yah, I feel like I'm being punished ngl...idk by what or for!
NOOOO honey I'm so sorry that literally always happens to me bc I wait too long 😭
crush has a gf :(
Damn someone I can relate to once,I feel so sorry to all the bad bitches who draw and do some form and sewing(Or embroidery/or smth like those activities) their uniforms(Pls I'm suffering just seeing the details-(And you almost giving up twice on Junot's is soso real I too almost gave up and just could of made him wear undergarments---
-The "avoiding him" phrase is the most closest thing I feel when thinking ABT drawing Napoleonic people.If he's not necessary then he ain't getting drawn
How do some Napoleonic artists have the time and patience w/o breaking down when drawing this man's uniform
(I have literally seen more outrageous uniforms this man wears💀💀)
Meeting Captain America
Chris Evans x Reader
Rating: T
Warning: Edited at three in the morning (lol)
Requested by an amazing anon!
Author’s Note: I love Disneyland! After seeing this request, I was so excited yet...really scared. There are so many wonderful Disneyland stories that I wanted to do something original. Then...this happened. I tried to be funny but I think it backfired. :( Hopefully it’s not as bad as I think it is...
You weren’t embarrassed to admit that you had an obsession with Disney.
From the movies to the memorabilia, you couldn’t resist collecting them all, making your house look like a Disney museum. Once you moved in with Chris, they came with you, fitting in with his own set of collectibles that littered the house, all mixing into a room that you both had declared ‘The Disney Lair.’ Yet despite how many items were crammed within the four walls, it always grew, slowing leaking into the other rooms until it became a game within the Evans household to find the hidden Mickeys in each room.
If that wasn’t enough, it didn’t help that Disneyland was only a short drive away. As an annual passholder, you were proud to proclaim that you often visited the park especially when your boyfriend was away. You looked to the parks for comfort, letting the magic of the place heal the pain that came with a long-distance relationship. Yet despite the frequent visits you made to the Happiest Place on Earth, the news of going once more with the Evans clan was easily accepted.
To say you were excited to be at Disneyland once more would be an understatement.
Going alone was fun but getting the chance to go with the man you loved and his family was different. With them, they understood the craziness that came with a love for Disney and they openly embraced it along with you. A trip was planned months in advance, disneybound costumes were made, and the Disney puns began to increase as soon as the idea was first suggested.
Now, a few months later, here you were with them all, looking up at the iconic Sleeping Beauty castle.
With one hand tightly gripping Chris’, you quickly adjusted your Belle ears, looking down at the matching Belle disneybound outfit before turning directions for Tomorrowland. Miles leading the way, he pulled Lisa along towards the character that soon had Chris dying in laughter.
Captain America.
The face character stood proud in his Avengers costume as he struck a new pose with his latest guest, the shield placed in her hand as the little girl tried to copy the actions she had seen so often in the movies. As the shield proved to be too big for her, ‘Captain America’ easily swooped her into his arms before smiling once more towards the camera.
As you all headed to the back of the line, you let Chris have his moment as he leaned against the wall, holding his left boob. His eyes continually shifting between the excited Miles and the man who was portraying the character he often played, he kneeled down towards the boy, holding his shoulders as he spoke between his laughs.
“Bud, why do you want to meet him when the real one is right here?”
With a pause, he finally calmed down, shooting his nephew a wink before striking the same pose ‘Captain America’ had just done. His grin widened as he heard Miles giggle, the small boy simply shrugging at the question before going back to slowly watch the line diminish.
As Chris stood back up, you quickly latched onto his arm, leaning back as you spoke loud enough for the entire family to hear you tease the man.
“I don’t know babe. Maybe this is a good thing. He could teach you a thing or two.” You copied Miles’ shrug before stepping away only to be quickly pulled back into the strong embrace of your boyfriend. A gasp escaped his lips as he lay his chin on your shoulder, giving you a glimpse of his exaggerated pout from the corner of your eyes. Soft whines left his lips as his hands tightened their grip on your hips, his voice pretending to crack as he finally replied.
“How could you?”
With that, you couldn’t control yourself. You laughed, giving into the motion as your head tipped back to rest against his shoulder. Your Mickey ears falling to the ground, you then turned in his embrace, wrapping your arms around his neck as you focused on his playful blue eyes. As you paused to catch your breath, you focused on his hands rubbing your back, taking a moment to calm down before leaning in close to whisper in his ear.
“You ass. Stop making me seem like an idiot in front of your family.”
“Too late for that.”
You gasped, moving to slap his arm but he quickly caught on to your actions, stopping your hand only to bring it to his lips and kiss the back. With a smile, he shrugged before pointing to himself.
“I never said that it was a bad thing. They think you match my personality perfectly. Two idiots falling in love…what could go wrong?” Instantly, your expression softened as you looked at the genuine expression on his face. With a small nod, you quickly kissed him before teasing him one last time.
“Great way to woo the girls Evans. Call them an idiot.”
“It got you, didn’t it?”
You dramatically sighed, nodding while trying to pull away only for Chris’ grip to tighten.
“Sadly, it did.”
“You love me.”
“I do.”
“Alright love birds, stop ignoring us and get over here! We’re almost to the front.”
With Scott’s yell, Chris chuckled; his lips quickly kissing your cheek before you both moved to step forward. The line had gone by quickly, leading all of you to be one family away from meeting the star spangled superhero.
Miles stood at the front of pack, quickly running over to Captain America as soon as the cast members gestured them forward. As he stood before the costumed hero, you couldn’t help but applaud how well the actor portrayed your boyfriend. With gusto, he tried to get your boyfriend’s nephew to enjoy his short time with him.
If only it didn’t backfire.
With each word that left the man’s lips, Miles’ frown deepened, his head quickly looking between the confused man and his uncle. With a gesture to make the actor kneel before him, he whispered in ‘Captain America’s’ ear. Despite his attempts to stay quiet, everyone around them heard, sending them all into a fit of laughter.
“Mommy says it’s not nice to be mean but…you’re not really Captain America. My uncle is.”
Finally, the man broke character; glancing at the family before he froze once he saw the actual representation of his character. A light pink dusted his cheeks as he stumbled back while trying to find something to say to this odd situation. His eyes looking to the cast members, they appeared to be as flustered as him as they openly stared at the actor that stood beside them.
With one more laugh, you pushed Chris forward, letting him handle the situation as he quickly picked up Miles.
“This, I need a picture of. Captain America meets Captain America? Classic. Come on guys, help me out here.” Instantly, every member of the family pulled out their phones as they took pictures of now posing trio. They all suppressed their laughs, hoping to not make any more of a scene.
After snapping a few yourself, you quickly escaped, avoiding the formalities while going to find an ice cream stand to reward your charming boyfriend. With your wallet ready, you began to stand in yet another line. With Chris’ Twitter pulled up, you started the tweet you knew he would want to no doubt post as you slowly crept closer to the cart.
Soon, you ordered enough ice cream to feed the army. Your wallet pulled out to pay, you sighed as a hand quickly beat you to it though. As you gathered the treats, you quickly tossed the phone to Chris, letting him finish the message as you walked away from him once more. Only this time, he caught you.
His hands placing the food on the ledge beside you, he dragged you into the corner of the building before pulling you in for the kiss that was long overdue. His hands holding your cheeks, he pulled you in close, a soft moan escaping his lips before he finally pulled away. His breath labored, he flicked you on the head, giving you another pout as he moved to hold your hand tightly.
“Stop running away from me.”
“I didn’t want to ruin the moment you were having with the staff. I swear…I thought they were going to pass out.” He smirked, kissing your forehead softly.
“I’m all yours now.”
You smiled, pulling back to kiss his lips quickly before gesturing to the already melting ice cream bars.
“As much as I love to hear that, we only have…” You paused, looking at your watch as your eyes widened. “…thirty minutes until Mickey and the Magical Map begins.”
He smiled, motioning towards their linked hands before giving a grand sweep of the area.
“Lead the way.”
I have dreamed about the teacher for the 2nd time who physically abused me it goes like this my mum told me about that teacher that he is so kind so I blow up and I start scratching and scream at her after all he done to me I kept repeating it and the teacher was Infront the room sitting and he got up and come close to me I flinched cause I was scared he gonna hit me and he hugged me instead am so confused what that mean I felt disgusted and uncomfortable in the dream and when I wake up it triggered me I asked myself why I didn't end it that day I wish I ended before I finished up high school
me when i wanna talk about my special interests but i got the vampire autism where you gotta invite me to talk about smth first, otherwise i wont say shit or dont know what to say because i feel like im annoying
The things we will never (and shouldn’t) know.
I'm angry enough about what I *do* know.
if you’re a new tumblr user from tiktok or IG or something and only like posts and dont reblog them yeah people will think you’re a bot and block you but you will also make this website actively worse. they want “algorithmic” users like you, served recommended posts through likes, not people who just follow each other and respond to the direct chronological feed. there is a reason this website is still better than the rest, even with all its problems, do not ruin this
Tumblr is the only place you can be yourself without looking like a weirdo, serial killer, or sex maniac.
my mom gave me these really expensive earrings because my ears are still healing so they need high quality metal and i lost them😭
why am i incapable of owning anything valuable
Chondrostereum purpureum (also known as forbidden tapioca pearls) via mantodeadream on instagram ❦ Hydnellum Peckii (also known as Strawberries and Cream, Devil’s Tooth, Bleeding Tooth Fungus), photographed by Kevin Moldenhauer
How it feels to tell somebody who asked for your comission prices your comission prices
✿ (they haven't necessarily interacted yet but ... anyways ...)
PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP MEME 0.2
“Whatcha gonna do, kill me? As if! Bats, birds - I don’t give a fuck. I’ll break your wings all the same.”
FRIENDSHIP. childhood friends / work buddies or coworkers / family friends / friends with benefits / smoking buddies / adventure buddies / fake friends / recently friends / party buddies / friendship of need / dying friendship / circumstantial friendship / partners in crime / old friendship / [ your muse ] is the good influence / [ your muse ] is the bad influence / [ my muse ] is the good influence / [ my muse ] is the bad influence / opposites attract / ride or die / frenemies / roommates or flatmates / penpals / exes to friends / enemies to friends / other
ROMANCE. childhood sweethearts / [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush / [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush / exes / exes to lovers / forbidden lovers / highschool sweethearts / secret relationship / opposites attract / long distance / unrequited [ from your muses side ] / unrequited [ from my muses side ] / unrequited [ from both sides ] / skinny love / friends to lovers / enemies to lovers / spurious relationship / power couple / newly entered / soulmates [ metaphorical ] / soulmates [ literal ] / awkward / turning toxic / toxic love / cheating [ on your muse ] / cheating [ with your muse ] / other
FAMILIAL. siblings [ half ] / siblings [ step ] / [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure / [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse / [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours / [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse / guardian figure / legal guardian / adoptive child / foster child / [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing (maybe in a very twisted au?) / [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing / other
ANTAGONISTIC. dangerous to each other / dangerous to others / unpredictable / rivals / petty / developing into sexual or romantic tension / based off family matters (I guess?? Black Mask and the Batfam ain’t friends) / based of off circumstance / based of professional matters / based off misunderstanding or lies / conflict of ideology / betrayal / hero - villain dynamic / enemies / fight club / friends turned enemies / lovers turned enemies / exes turned enemies / other
Can we just take a moment to reflect on how sAD and s c a r e d the Squip sounds at the end of ‘The Play’ when he calls out Jeremy’s name
i am genuinely not ready for episode 8, there’s so many things that could happen but i genuinely want at least one appearance of tessa and or alice, i love my girls, plus j redemption arc
Tw: tiny tiny mention of sh and drugs
I feel so lonely, I really miss him. I want to cuddle with him and sleep in his arms and just be with him.
We could sit in silence together and I would love it. I just really want to be with him. So so bad.
There is emptiness in my chest that I mustn't drink away. That I mustn't cut away. But I know he could hold be and I would feel whole.
Maybe not whole but something closer to it. Life gets more bearable with him. It gets livable. I can actually live and not only survive when we are together...
Tw: drugs, sh, suicide
I made my mum cry 2 times today. And I feel guilty for it, but at the same time I just feel numb.
It's funny how hearing my perception of the world and her actions can make her cry when she always tells me that I have nothing to be sad about.
I think that she loves me, I just also want to feel it.
Feeling this numb is always a risky time, right now it would be so easy to just take a few more of my sleeping pills and leave.
I don't mind the pain I cause other people when I can't feel it. It's freeing to not care and cater to everyone's needs, but I also loose everything that makes me me.
I have to get out of this state or it could get dangerous. Maybe I'll make myself bleed again, relapse after more than two weeks again. Or I could drink, wake up tomorrow not remembering anything and with a headache that will kill me. Or maybe I should just smoke some weed. Relaxing and unwinding, caring even less but in a nice way. Getting lost in the smoke and my own mind.
I don't know. I probably shouldn't do any of it. I know I shouldn't. But keeping me alive takes killing me slowly.