#lynnwriting

[i-would-like-to-dance]

And the universe said I love you back

Or smth idk

[tinytapir]

JACOB CUSTOS X GN!INTROVERT! READER HCS

• Gonna be honest being an introvert around Jacob would be hard. He's not..mean to you, exactly, he's not that immature, but he just doesn't know what to say.

• He tries to make small talk, but you don't wanna talk to him, really. He's loud, he's.. Jacob. Little scary, too, with how animated he can be (getting so excited over a kids snack of all things).

• If by any chance you've tried Peanut Butter Butterpops, even if you didn't like them and you mention it at the campfire, he's like "HELL YEAH!!" And it's like wow okay he's..really excited about that.

• His jokes are really immature at times, so you've gotta be prepared to handle that. He has the humor of a middle school boy but he has a good heart.

• If you were there for that final night at Hackett's Quarry, it would've been crazy for him to leave and then come back with like nothing on yelling about how he saw a body in the lake or how he heard screaming. Assuming you're at the campfire, that is.

• Jacob isn't the most romantic guy. He's not a bad boyfriend, but he doesn't really know how to be romantic without it sounding silly.

• Has very strange nicknames for you. The type of names that the couples who kiss infront of the lockers at school call eachother. That kind of thing.

• He WOULD take you out on dates, but he probably wouldn't really realize if you were uncomfortable in a packed restaurant with that candle lighting until you tell him. If you do he'd just take you to his car and either take the food from the restaurant or just get some fast food. Might even take it home if you don't wanna be in the car.

• He's a really good guy, he just doesn't understand you sometimes.

• If he ever proposed to you, he'd be so nervous. You'd be able to tell before he even did anything.

[i-would-like-to-dance]

I want to smash your bones in a tender gesture

And see you squirm on my arms

Just because I need you with me

That doesn't mean I need you functional

Just help me

And.

Let.

Me.

Out.

[i-would-like-to-dance]

Thoughts

I don't have opinions Nothing, I'm blanc A thin layer of paper Waiting for you to scribble, dictate me. Am I enough? I don't have choices, I don't want to have I have no thoughts So I'm asking, am I enough? I like what you like And what I don't, I try to And try, and try I love you. I just want to see you smile and laugh And I feel bad when you are feeling bad I'm useless, a scrumbled paper in your trash I am myself, and I hate me for it. I just wanna stay with you But like oxygen, I'm at your side But you don't see me Yet you need me.

I love you But is this enough? I love you Am I enough? Is everything enough? You ask me for what I want, but I don't know what I want I'm alone with myself, even though I have company I hate the loneliness I put myself in, but you turn it into solitude. The only thing I want is your happiness But I revoke mine for it Is this enough? Is this enough? AM I ENOUGH?

[i-would-like-to-dance]

A mass of living existential things living in my head.

A mass of living devourers things living in my stomach.

A mass of living exhausted things living in my legs.

A mass of living inertia dying in my arms.

Molded to love, but never loved.

Molded to hug, but never hugged.

Molded to be sensitive, but just couldn't.

Molded to be happy, but it shouldn't.

It suffered, but never returned the suffering.

It cried, but never made the other cry.

It hurt, but never harmed the other.

It was shackled, but never imprisoned somebody.

It is made of pure love, but passed through pure evil.

It is made of pure happiness, but corrupted by their vision.

It is made of pure tenderness, but revoked of its nature.

It is made of pure kindness, but it could never be nurtured.

[i-would-like-to-dance]

At the end of the road, there is you, waiting for me

I walk patiently, as you patiently wait for me

And then, after I get to you, we hangout, just as usual.

At the end of the road, there is you, waiting for me

I walk patiently, as you stay there waiting for me

And then, after I get to you, we have nothing to say, just as usual.

At the end of the road, there is you, waiting for me

I walk patiently, as you entangle yourself in order to wait for me

And then, after I get to you, we do not talk, just as usual.

At the end of the road, there is nothing, only someone at my side

I walk patiently, as you stay out of my sight

And then, after I get to the place you once were, but only by myself this time, I feel guilty.

At the end of the road, there is me, waiting for you to come back

I wait patiently, as I've always done for you, being patient.

And then, after you finally get to me, I hold you, and do not let you go.

[i-would-like-to-dance]

"You're here!"

　"Now you can get to know me. Why don't you sit down, wouldn't that be nice?"

★·.·´She/They`·.·★　　✧*:.｡. TransFem ..｡.:*✧　　✿*:･ﾟ18yﾟ･:*✿ ✿*:･ﾟBirthday: April 14thﾟ･:*✿

"Okay! What else should I say? Uhm... How about..."

　　　　　　　♫ ★ Before you follow ★ ♫

First things first, I am not jirai!! Or part of any subculture. I follow some for pure courtesy, I like the aesthetic

There's some hand-drawn arts (I'll start digital art someday), me talking about random things and Slay the Princess, because I simply love this game (If you haven't noticed).

There will be tons of poetry, I love writing and I need to practice English poems.

There will be some angst material, I like to write sadness too. And lots of vent posts (Them being poems or not)

I also vaguepost :3

I speak both English and Portuguese.

Also, you can call me Lynndry, if you want! That's the nickname I use everywhere, to be honest. Or you can call me Lynn, if 'Lynndry' is too much for you.

If you wanna be friends, please don't be scared and come talk to me! I love to get to know people, and I also need to practice my English </3

I have Discord, if you want my user, ask me and then we can talk :b

My song type is: If I like it, then I'm into it!

Yet, my favorite singer of all is Laufey. I love her, she's my everything, my Magnolia, my Snow White.

　　　　　　 ★·.·´ Fandoms `·.·★

I am in alot of fandoms, which I cannot quite tell all of them, because I can't remember. I'll try to say the ones I do remember!

Videogames: Slay the Princess (Obviously); Scarlet Hollow; Forsaken(Roblox); Block Tales(Roblox); Frozen Soul/Dream Game(Roblox); SEWH(Roblox); Gasa4(Roblox); Undertale/Deltarune; Doki Doki Literature Club (Plus); Omori; Literally every OFFICIAL PVZ game; Henry Stickmin; Bayonetta(1,2 & 3); Overwatch; PHIGHTING(Roblox); SCP: RetroBreach(Roblox); Nullscape(Roblox); (More TBA).

TV shows/Movies/Series: Over The Moon; Jurassic World Camp Cretaceous/Chaos Theory; Bee and Puppycat; My Little Pony/MLP Equestria Girls; Gravity Falls; Hilda; TAWOG; Hilda; Alan Becker Animations (AvM, AvA, AvEducation, etc); Kpop Demon Hunters; Knights of Guinevere; Hazbin Hotel; Arcane; SFAWTDE/DAWTDE; (More TBA).

Currently Obsessed with (This part will be updated with my newest obsessions, if I remember to update of course lol): Searching for/Destroying A World That Doesn't Exist

ALWAYS obsessed with: Slay the Princess, Scarlet Hollow, Laufey and Alan Becker animations.

I don't have to talk about them constantly btw, they live in my head 24/7.

　　　　　 "Sorry if it isn't much... I think I just forgot."

　　　　　 ✧Do NOT interact✧

　　"Not to be rude, but... I need to be honest, don't talk to me if you are..."

Basic criteria (transphobic, racist, etc), extremely rude for no reason.

I would say more, but I don't know the long list of bad people out there.

I'm not a person that blocks people easily, but if you bother me enough I will block you.

I try to be the nicest possible, I believe you can too.

　　　　　　　　♫ Tag list ♫

LynnYapping For me just saying random things lol (Reblogs for this tag doesn't count)

LynnStPYap For me saying about Slay the Princess, yes, I need a tag for this, it's important (Reblogs for this tag do count)

LynnWriting For my poems, dialogues, etc

LynnDraws Use this one to locate my drawings!

I don't have any other way of finishing this so... Have a little roleplaying.

"Sorry, I don't know what else to say right now... I don't know what I want."

"..."

"Actually..."

"But there aren't any stars here... I had to leave."

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"I'm sorry... I don't know what else to say."

"Let's... Just get out of here."

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"Sorry for crying, I... Don't really know what's wrong with me."

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"I... Hope we can still be friends, even if I don't have anything else to say about myself."

"..."

"If you're still reading this then... I think you still like me, thanks."

"Now let's get out of here, together."

You both don't exchange words as you descend the stairs to the entrance.

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A quiet moment passes over you. A comfortable quiet.

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(Credits to TCDubs on Youtube for the animation)

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"Thank you for taking me here. This is nice, even if we're at the end of the post."

[i-would-like-to-dance]

Don't know how to tag this either.

I hate you, but I don't want to, I can't hate you, because you make me happy, you make laugh, smile, you make myself feel whole when I'm with you.

But I hate you because I will never be you, I could never be you.

You can come and go as you please, you can talk as you please, you can smile as you please, you can dress as you please, you can walk as you please, you can see yourself as you please.

Everytime I look at the mirror, it's unpleasant.

I hate you, but I don't want to.

I love you, and I want to.

When I'm with you I feel better with myself, I feel complete, healed, hopeful. I feel like I could lay down on your chest the same way I did with someone else that was also important to me.

...

I hate myself, but I don't want to, I can't hate myself, not when you like me.

But is it me that you like, or is it my body? If I be like you, would you still love me?

I hate the body I am, it just doesn't fit right in my bones, but I love the person I'm willing to be. I love the person you are helping me to be... I feel complete.

I hate my scars, they remind of the person I don't want to be anymore. I love the way you don't care about it and still likes me... I feel healed.

I hate myself, I remind myself of... Me. But you hug me, and I hug you back. I love the way you make me hate hating myself... I feel hopeful.

...

But... You're forever gone, I just can't forget the feeling.

I hate myself for not being able to confront you, neither comfort you... Or atleast the rest of you that still lingers in there.

I wish I wasn't blinded by the feeling of being and loving you, I wish I could start it all over, I wish we could start it all over. I'm so sorry.

I love you, as myself.

You're gone, and there's nothing I can do to bring you back.