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Black men struggle with masculinity so much. The idea that we must always be strong really presses us all down - it keeps us from growing.
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get to know me meme ★ 3/10 musicians ❥ childish gambino
Black men struggle with masculinity so much. The idea that we must always be strong really presses us all down - it keeps us from growing.
i think . . . i think i can see myself coming back from hiatus to this blog & an oc . hmmmm .
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HIATUS NOTICE !
so , i’ve already been inactive on most of my blogs for awhile now , but at the time i had just been telling myself i’d come back soon . unfortunately , that hasn’t been the case . my personal life has been hectic these days . ( i was hospitalized , there was a death in the family , & now my puppy is sick . all of this has happened in this month alone & things don’t seem to be letting up . ) as you can imagine , my mental health is in a really bad state these days . the only reason i even get out of bed anymore is because i know my puppy is depending on me . otherwise , i wouldn’t even get up to have a proper meal . the point is : i don’t know when i’m coming back . i think it’s best for me if i take time away from doing drafts & being active & instead focus on helping myself feel better these days . i’ve been trying my best to keep positive & be strong but in the end i think i just need time to figure things out before jumping back into the rp community . i hope everyone can understand . the blogs going on hiatus are : @truthsoughtt , @imprfect , @solluss , @shedeathh , & @mirthborn .
Pucker up!
HE DOESN’T KNOW HOW OR WHEN IT BEGAN , JUST KNOWS THAT IT DID . their bodies tangle together , his foot closing the door behind them as they tumble onto the bed , calloused hands cupping her soft cheeks whilst peppering kisses , each becoming longer , passion dripping into them the more given . he thinks his heart is going to burst , the way she giggles between kisses making something within him stir , irises dark , emotions clouding them . the situation is one envisioned many times , touching her , loving her . & it’s happening , here , at this very moment . she feels the same way . it’s no wonder his hands can’t stick to one spot , grabbing onto her waist , running through her hair , wanting to memorize each & every inch of her being . she is a cool glass of water & he is a man parched .before there’s time to truly process the situation , they’re already ripping each other’s clothes off , everything being thrown in a pile at the floor by the bed , roy trailing kisses down her neck , daring to go lower , even glancing upwards to gauge a reaction , admiration swimming in his gaze . when he hovers over her hipbones , he makes a show of gently pressing plump lips to each one , a small smile curling onto features . in this moment , he thinks , he could be happy . because , fuck , how could he not be ?
it’s when they’re almost done & he’s worshipping her body like something holy , when a soft ‘ i love you ’ escapes her lips , that something feels off . body stiffens , brows furrowing with perplexity , brain struggling to pinpoint what it is exactly that isn’t right . & just like that , he startles awake in a cold sweat . it takes ten seconds for him to sit up & rub at tired eyes , letting the dream sink in . he still glances to his side , hoping to see company laying there . the bed is empty . the disappointment settles , & he throws himself back onto the pillow , a curse hissed in the night . he should’ve known better . something like that wouldn’t ever be real in the first place . they’re only friends . he has to remember that .
* » meme ! // status : accepting .⟨ number twenty - one . hip kiss . ⟩
ANYALENKAYA . / ANYA .
❛ YEAH, FOR SURE. i mean, you don’t really look like a roy, but it still suits you. that’s what my first impression is saying, anyway. i don’t really know you yet, so i might have changed my mind by tomorrow. you should ask me again then. ❜ anya smiles, grateful she has a moment to just … talk.
❛ not really. it was given to me by a nurse at a hospital a few years ago. i don’t remember anything from my childhood, not even my own name, so anya just kinda stuck. ❜
❝ I’LL BE SURE TO DO THAT THEN . ❞ timbre is raspy , a hint of confidence & perhaps even a sliver of exuberance . the concept of having someone around when he wakes is a comforting one ; it invokes a flutter of hope . loneliness has been engulfing him . it’d be less empty in this big house with another sharing his space . yet , there’s a bit of shame & guilt that trickles in his chest , tainting the sweetened emotions . is he truly selfish enough to purposely leave someone innocent in his little drug den ?
❝ ━━━ damn , that’s . . . i didn’t mean to bring something like that up . sorry . ❞ bold brows knit together , wincing at own carelessness , features contorting into a sympathetic expression .
the urn almost tips over the edge . she waits for him . he walks over & takes the urn & just holds it for a moment . then he kinda hugs it , laying his head on it , but turning his head so she can’t see what he says . ( whisper . ) ❛ I’M SORRY WE’RE ALONE . ❜ / / indie & private alien oc . as penned by kat .
would you look @ that ? i’m back on my bullshit over here .
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ANYALENKAYA . / ANYA .
ROYLAND. IT DOESN’T SUIT HIM. she’s almost happy his name is just roy, the way hers is just anya. a smile traces her lips, a joyous breath escaping for the first time in forever. she has a house, a roof over her head, and although she might only be there for a night or two, it’s more than she’s ever had.
❝ yeah. but i think roy suits you just fine. ❞
BOLD BROW RAISES , almost doubtful of the statement . he’s never been sure of anything that involved his life . family , friends , existence . his name is no exception .
❛ ━━━━━━ think so ? s’alright , i guess . so . . . anya , huh ? any history behind that name ? ❜
ANYALENKAYA . / ANYA .
SHE WATCHES HIM TAKE ANOTHER SIP OF HIS DRINK, leaning back in her chair while studying him. there’s something wrong. or if there isn’t anything wrong, there’s been a change in him. a shift, somewhere, but anya can’t put her finger on it. his voice is still raspy but warm ( to her, at least ) and he’s here, in front of her, but she can almost feel the distance he has creating between them growing for each word they say. ❛ it could be. ❜ it’s clear she’s not talking about marcus anymore it could be that simple, roy, if you only talked to me!
in hindsight, perhaps roy would have opened up to anya earlier if she had been as honest with him as she had wanted him to be with her. it’s a two way street treat people the way you want to be treated. she hums, fingers nervously picking at nails on the other hand, and tries to meet roy’s gaze. ❛ be honest with me: are you okay? ❜
FEATURES CONTORT , A FLICKER OF A PAINED EXPRESSION . something within him threatens to burst , grasping at his lungs & squeezing , suffocating . the glass remains raised as an afterthought , poised to return & amalgamate with chapped lips should the thirst arise once again . ( it never ceases . ) the inquiry is cogitated with care , the seconds ticking between them , the silence a ringing in own ears . are you okay ? umber hues blink . once , twice . he’s not ━ he’s not sure .
the thought is smothered , the new addition of his soul gaining control , whispering all the wrong things . don’t tell , don’t tell , don’t tell . & suddenly his skin feels like rubber , the way it stretches almost uncomfortable & foreign , as if it doesn’t fit correctly . brows pinch together , pondering how that could be . ( this change , would it always feel this way ? like he isn’t a part of himself anymore ? ) gaze returns to the carving on the table & in a way , it almost grounds him , breaking him out of torpor . ❛ yeah . . . yeah , i’m fine . guess i’m just hungover from last night . ❜ he doesn’t catch the flaw in own statement . he’d mentioned a party , but it was days ago .
* ANOTHER SHORT HIATUS NOTICE ! so , tomorrow ( oct . 13 ) i’m having a minor surgery done & the recovery time can be from one or two weeks , maybe even longer . it really depends on the person . & since idk how long it’ll be before i’m fully recovered , i’m putting all of my blogs on a short hiatus for the time being . i promise nothing serious is going on & that i’ll be back as soon as possible so there’s really no need to worry . anyways , the blogs on hiatus will be @cagedove , @incntate , @mirthborn , @bonnibcls , @solluss , & @shedeathh !
there’s something tragic about you, something so magical about you. ( x )
❛ i need someone who knows how to stay. ❜
he stays quiet for some time , really processing what she’s said . & in this moment , he can’t agree with her more . so , when lips part in reply , he attempts to not sound forceful , like he’s trying to make her stand his presence more than she already has to .
❝ look , i don’t know , maybe that someone . . . could be me . ❞ hopes aren’t high , expecting a rejection a in an instant . ( he’s never been good with love . so , he doesn’t expect himself to be a casanova now . )
meme . / status : accepting .
❛ you taste like years of being alone. ❜
this invokes a pause , mind going to farther planes . he recalls a time , a dark & complex period in his life , whilst holding his father’s urn , a mere whisper spoken between the nothingness . ‘ i’m sorry we’re alone . ’ he’s never experienced a semblance of togetherness ; he realizes this now , mind reeling from the euphoria / afterglow of melding his lips to hers . ( so , maybe anya’s right . maybe he does taste like the empty & unfulfilling life he’s lived . he can’t find it in himself to disagree . )
slowly , he nods , features vacant , corners of lips pulling upwards into a weak smile . & a low / nervous chuckle escapes him then , a hand coming to ruffle the hair at the nape of neck . even in a moment as intimate & unspoken as this one , she manages to read parts of him he’s never shared with anyone . ❝ ━━━ maybe that’s because it’s how i’ve always been . ❞
meme . / status : accepting .
warsan vs melancholy (the seven stages of grief) | the poetry sentence meme
warsan shire is a kenyan-born somali writer, poet, editor, and teacher. you may know her as the woman whose poetry was adapted into beyonce’s visual album, lemonade. i am using snippets of her poetry EP “warsan vs melancholy (the seven stages of grief)” which can be found here (the link redirects to a bandcamp page). last time on our poetry sentence meme series, we used warsan shire’s poem “34 excuses for why we failed at love” which you can find here.
feel free to change pronouns, punctuation, words, etc., as needed to make these prompts make sense—and please be sure to look up her work if you think it sounds as divine as i do!!! – LIZZY
the unbearable weight of staying (the end of the relationship)
❛ i don’t know when love became elusive. what i know, is that no one i know has it. ❜
❛ i think of lovers as trees, growing to and from one another, searching for the same light. ❜
❛ this is all i know how to do: carry loss around until i begin to resemble every bad memory, every terrible fear, every nightmare anyone has ever had. ❜
❛ did you ever love me? ❜
❛ of course, of course. ❜
❛ are you made of steel? are you made of iron? ❜
❛ i need someone who knows how to stay. ❜
dear moon (the distraction)
❛ you cold, unimaginable thing. ❜
how to wear your mothers lipstick (the desperation)
❛ your mother is a woman and women like her cannot be contained. ❜
❛ you look nothing like your mother. ❜
❛ you look everything like your mother. ❜
❛ i thought i told you to stop calling me. ❜
❛ you taste like years of being alone. ❜
questions for the woman i was last night (the honest conversation)
❛ how far have you walked for men who’ve never held your feet in their laps? ❜
❛ how often have you bartered with bone, only to sell yourself short? ❜
❛ why do you find the unavailable so alluring? ❜
❛ where did it begin? what went wrong? ❜
❛ who made you feel so worthless? ❜
❛ if they wanted you, wouldn’t they have chosen you? ❜
❛ all this time, you were begging for love silently, thinking they couldn’t hear you, but they smelt it on you. you must have known they could taste the desperate on your skin. ❜
❛ and what about the others? that would do everything for you? ❜
❛ why did you make them love you until you could not stand it? ❜
❛ how are you both these women, both flighty and needful? ❜
❛ where did you learn this, to want what does not want you? ❜
❛ where did you learn this, to leave those that want to stay? ❜
i think i know what we did wrong (the realization)
❛ we loved like two people who did not know god. ❜
❛ what a shame. ❜
for women who are difficult to love (the affirmation)
❛ i could never leave you, forget you, want anything but you. ❜
❛ you dizzy me; you are unbearable. ❜
❛ every woman before or after you is doused in your name. ❜
❛ you fill my mouth. my teeth ache with the memory of taste. ❜
❛ my body is just a long shadow seeking yours. ❜
❛ you are always too intense, frightening in the way that you want me. ❜
❛ no man can live up to the one who lives in your head. ❜
❛ so what did you want to do, love? split his head open? ❜
❛ you can’t make homes out of human beings. someone should have already told you that. ❜
❛ if he wants to leave, then let him leave. ❜
❛ you are terrifying and strange and beautiful. something not everyone knows how to love. ❜
(the prayer)
❛ (dear god), if it will keep my heart soft, break my heart every day. ❜