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thinkin about the chosen one story told from the pov of the person standing next to them again. thinkin about the one who has to stand by and watch the chosen one become a weapon, a sacrifice, an offering to the machinations of plot and can do nothing but make sure they’re fed and rested and soothe them when they wake up screaming from nightmares. thinkin about the fierce devotion that has to exist to follow someone to the end of the world just so they don’t have to die alone. thinkin about the terror they’d feel every step of the journey knowing it’s not their place to change how the story plays out. thinkin thinkin thinkin.
Non-Sexual Acts of Intimacy
Binge Watching TV/Movies Together
Going to Events Together (e.g. carnivals, festivals etc.)
Shopping
Sharing Secrets
Hugging
Sharing Drinks/Food
Late Night Phone Calls (BONUS: Falling Asleep on the Phone,FaceTime, Skype, etc.)
Nose Kisses (Kunik)
Cuddling
Philosophical Discussions
Holding Hands
Joking Around
Laying Your Head on Someone’s Shoulder
Linking Arms
Massages
Tickle Fights
Playing/Brushing Each Others Hair
Head/Back Scratches
Tracing Designs on Arms, Legs, or Back
Talking About the Future
Listening to Someones Heartbeat/Breathing
Dancing, Singing, or Playing Instruments Together
Drawing/Writing on one another
sitting knee to knee across from each other
Doing Beauty Treatments (e.g. Facials, Manicures, Hairdying, etc.)
Reading Books Together
Nusing Partner Back to Health when They're Sick
Wholesome Conversations (e.g. Feelings, Mental Health, etc.)
Cooking Together
Discussions About Yourselves (e.g. Flaws, Shortcomings, Passions, Victories, etc.)
Being Physically/Emotionally Vulnerable
Sleeping
Having Deep Conversations
Bathing/Showering Together
Butterfly Kisses
Telling "On-the-Fly" Stories
Meditating/Sharing Spirituality
Playing Games Together (e.g. Video Games, Board Games, D&D, Sports, etc.)
Sharing Hobbies
Studying
Sharing Personal Stories
Seeing Each Other w/o Make-up/Dressed Up
Moral Support for Major Events
Sharing Emotions/Comforting Each Other
Camping/Hiking
Sleepovers
Fur Babies
Going on Trips Together
Sharing Clothes/Jewelry/Personal Items
Sharing Social Media
Cleaning
Going to Appointments Together
Making Art/ Doing Projects (e.g. Drawing/Sculpt Each Other, Painting the House, etc.)
Kissing Different Parts of the Body
Making Out
Working Together (e.g. Volunteer Work, Same Job, etc.)
Discussing Wants and Desires
Trying New Things Together
Working Out Together
Long Walks (e.g. Nature Walks, Walks in the Park, etc.)
Being Respectful & Kind to One Another (helping them do things,open doors for them etc.)
Sharing Responsibilities (e.g. Chores, Babysitting etc.)
Giving Each Other Presents/Gifts
Respecting Each Others Boundaries
PDA (Public Displays of Affection)
Wrestling/Play Fighting
Late Night Texting/Phone Calls
Gazing into Each Other’s Eyes
Complimenting Each Other
Making Faces at Each Other
Cloud Watching/Stargazing
Inside Jokes
Getting to Know Each Other
Go for a Ride Together
Footsies
Make a Playlist Together
Make Up Your Own Language (e.g. Words, Slang, etc.)
Eating Out
Listing Out Each Others Favorite Features/Qualities
Leaving Little Love Notes
Having Wholesome Conversations (BONUS: Make Funny Faces)
sit back to back and feel each other’s heartbeat
Learn Their Favorite Food and Make It
Look at Photos Together
Taking Pictures Together
Go People Watching (BONUS: Creating Make-Shift Stories About the People and Talking Mad Shit)
Have a Staring Contest
Learn Something New Together (e.g. Fun Facts, Skills, Classes, etc.)
Get to Know Each Others Family and Friends
Drawing On Each Other
Playing with Kids
Stealing Each Others Clothes
Being Comfortable with Each Other’s Bodily Functions
Messages (e.g. Shoulder Rubs, etc.)
Forehead/Cheek Kisses
Hi! I have a request, i hope it's not too specific or silly! How about an ace character that finds a fellow ace? Could be a villain that keeps flirting and when the hero tells them they don't want anything spicy villain is like 'Oh yeah no I'm ace too, just like teasing you :3'
Regardless of whether you answer or not, i hope you have a wonderful day!!
For better or for worse, the date they were on was rather pleasant.
It had been a trap the villain had prepared which was in retrospect a little bit too obvious. Their nemesis had lured the hero out of their messy apartment with a single note - a warning that quite a few hostages were waiting for them at one of the most expensive restaurants in town.
Without hesitation, the hero had rushed to the address but once the hero had opened the door, it was rather clear that no one was in danger. Instead, the hero got some judging looks from fancy folks when they had thrown open the door, panting.
The villain had looked rather amused when their gazes had met. It was the kind of embarrassment that burnt itself into the hero's brain. A memory that would pop up whenever they tried to fall asleep. It was so bad, in fact, that they considered turning on their heel and leave all together but the villain was too quick.
They raised a glass, their smile crooked.
And the hero felt obligated to walk up to them, now that curious looks were jumping from the hero to the villain.
"You could have told me to wear something nice," the hero hissed as they sat down.
"You look great in everything," the villain purred. Their eyes wandered up and down the hero. "Even in sweatpants."
"You flatter me."
"I'm stating a fact."
The hero took in a deep breath. Their heart was still banging against their rib cage violently. They lowered their voice.
"Why am I here?"
"Because you're gullible?" The villain swayed their wineglass in one hand.
"That's not what I mean."
"Because you're the city's sweet saviour who will always help the poor and innocent?" The hero didn't really know why the villain was toying with them like this. Clearly, there was an ulterior motive behind this. There always was.
Mostly, it was scheme after scheme with them. It was true that the hero was rather fond of them but they'd rather cut their arm off than admit that.
"You know I don't have much time on my hands," the hero said. "So whatever you want from me, make it quick."
For a moment, the villain didn't say anything and exactly that gave the hero enough time to truly look at them. Apparently, they had taken their sweet time to get ready for this date. The hero didn't know how to interpret that. Maybe it was the overall atmosphere of the restaurant or maybe the villain really cared about other's perception of them. The hero couldn't tell.
"I guess there is your answer. I thought it would be nice to spoil you a little," the villain said. "My little workaholic."
Oh, shit.
To say the hero started panicking internally was an understatement. They liked the villain, really liked them. Maybe even more than that.
And the villain seemed to have similar feelings for them.
The hero swallowed.
It had taken them quite a lot of bargaining, denial and a great deal of sadness to realise that they weren't interested in anything sexual. It had taken them a lot of time to come to terms with it. Back then, they had felt guilty for feeling the way they did. Often, they had wondered if there was something wrong with them. If it was just them who felt like this.
It was an almost obsessive fear of exclusion that had infiltrated their mind. It was exhauting to explain their own feelings over and over again and sometimes, they had even forced themselves to go beyond their boundaries.
On some nights, they had lain in bed awake, asking themselves if it was fair to be this way. To never be able to fully give back and love a partner that way. They had lost enough people they had been interested in romantically because of this. It was always the same stupid cycle. Always the same brainless questions that didn't help nor comfort them.
The hero was a different person now. They were much more confident but losing the villain that way wasn't only awkward, it was also a little heartbreak all over again.
"Listen..." the hero said. "I appreciate all of this. You're very sweet."
They dug their nails into their palms. Most people didn't understand. Most people said they were totally fine with it and still, they distanced themselves in the end. It used to make the hero angry but above all, it used to make them very sad.
"But, you know, I'm ace, so. Well, yeah, I...you probably know what that means but if you don't, uhm..."
Suddenly, something lit up behind the villain's eyes.
"Yeah?" The villain smiled. It wasn't a grin. It wasn't a smirk. It was a sweet, lovely smile.
"Huh?"
"You're ace?" they asked. Again, the hero swallowed. They looked down at the still empty dinner plate. It seemed like they had been in here for hours now, even though it had been mere minutes.
"...yeah."
"Me too," the villain said softly and the hero couldn't tell if this was some cruel joke or if this was a genuine gift from the universe. This meant no explaining, no stupid questions. No lost relationship, no arguments over this...For the first time in their life, they felt excited after coming out.
"What? Really? But the flirting and the-"
"I love messing with you, you know that," the villain said, winking. They took a sip of their wine. "And I meant what I said. You need to relax. You need someone to take care of you, even if that someone has to use some questionable methods to get you out of your apartment."
The hero stared at them, almost drunk on happiness.
"Thank you," the hero whispered.
"What a silly thing to say, darling," the villain responded.
Both would return to the restaurant several times after.
Hungry for more.
Source: With You and the Rain Ame to Kimi to 雨と君と
by Ko Nikaido
"it's okay, i can peel back the layers of you until i find the soft and gentle core of you you've had to work so hard to hide"? no. no, it's okay, i know you're hollow; i'm here anyway. you don't have to pretend it isn't masks the whole way down. whatever face you want to wear, i still love you. i don't need you to be good or unflinching or the antonym of violence. if i did, i wouldn't be here. i wouldn't ask that of you.
i have nothing against a character who is layers of scar tissue and callous protecting a small little sliver of their before self, who just wants to be safe to let that sliver grow and heal
however. when the only thing under all the scarring is more scarring. when there's nothing of the before self left at all. when there was a precipice, and they tumbled over it, and even if they got back up they'll never heal right.
and then to have someone still say i care for you. you are broken and i can't fix you and i'm here anyway. so what if you're a ghost of yourself? you can haunt me
Top-Tier Villain Motivations
They will be safe. It doesn't matter who else or what else burns as long as They will be safe.
I will be safe. The hunger and the cold will never touch me again.
Fuck any bitch who's prettier(/cooler/better-liked/better at making dumplings) than me.
Yes, Master
Love me. Love me. Love me. Love me. LOVE ME!
I know the terrible things these so-called "heroes" will do if I don't stop them (<- is absolutely wrong)
I don't want a better future, I want a better past!
No other way to get performance art funded these days
Very important, cannot believe I forgot:
No other way to get academic research funded these days.
i think 'I trust you with my life but not your own' as a trope is one of the ones that can always fuck me up no matter what
"I trust you with my life because you are good and kind and noble--I know you will not hesitate to do everything in your power to save me.
I do not trust you with your own life because you are good and kind and noble--I know you would not hesitate to sacrifice yourself to save me."
THAT is where it's at!!!!!
TOP TIER CONTENT
‘Brooding person who only feels safe enough to let the mask slip around Sunshine person’ is alright, but we really do not see enough ‘Sunshine person who only feels safe enough to let the mask slip around Brooding person’.
i am a firm believer that ocs are a reflection of the self in the way that every character you create has to hold some piece of you to really feel alive. sometimes this is why all your ocs have certain traits, sometimes this is why you can track your various issues and traumas all the way from middleschool to now based on what your ocs are like. this is a feature not a bug
I LOOKED AWAY FOR A DAY????
big fan of 'i'd find you in every universe'. BIGGER fan of 'there are maybe five universes where we find each other and in four of them it ends badly i think we're some kind of anomaly i think every law of everything points towards this being the death of us. but we could try to save it anyway.' THATS the good shit.
i love unrequited love, i love blind devotion, i love guard dogs. i love being desperately obsessed with the object of your affections. i love when devotion rots into cruelty, i love when love doesn't know any better, i love when love is ugly. i love defanging and declawing yourself just to be loved. i love when a character will wait for the next time they will be loved like a bird or a dog at their beloved’s door. i love when love is insanity and by the LORD do i love betting on losing dogs
the transition from people needing each other to wanting each other is literally one of my greatest weaknesses that shit makes me want to walk into the sea and sit on the ocean floor for a thousand years
like. characters whose entire self worth is based on how useful they can be to others, who think that they’re going to be abandoned as soon as they’re no longer necessary, being told by someone that they want them to stay and realizing that they have value to people in and of themselves and not just for what they can do for them will never fail to completely unmake me. like on a molecular level.
it’s about the moment dependence becomes devotion
I love the ugliness of love. Removing love from its socially accepted roots. Love as not a mere source of tragedy and sadness, but as an active corruptive power over those it mystifies. Love as the addiction without cure and the wound forever bleeding. I love seeing the beauty of something so coveted spun on its head.
I WANT REAL THINGS
SOFT MOMENTS
FALLING ASLEEP ON VIDEO CALLS
SUNFLOWERS AND SMOOTH JAZZ
WAKING UP TO BREAKFAST IN THE MORNING
SOMEBODY TO HOLD ME
SOMEBODY TO HOLD
LAUNDRY
TAXES
COMFORT
WARMTH
SO MUCH LONGING AND YET
AND YET
AND YET
— Thanksgiving 2006, Ocean Vuong, from 'Night Sky with Exit Wounds'
[text ID: Brooklyn's too cold tonight
& all my friends are three years away.
My mother said I could be anything
I wanted — but I chose to live.]
i went outside tonight even though it scared me; maybe because it scared me. we were floating on our backs in the water and abba was playing in my head. i’m not sure what was playing in yours but the sun set without us really noticing, too caught up in whatever we were avoiding / in each others’ eyes. we were thinking different, living different but we both looked up at the same second. both of our breathing stopped for a second, i think, just a beat. not enough for anyone but the cicadas to notice. we looked up and maybe even realized together why people thousands of years ago thought there had to be something magical about them; why people now are eager to figure out every reason for how something beautiful can naturally exist. how we can claim to be at the center of anything when obviously we are cradled by their light but not crowned.