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i will never give you peace

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Anonymous asked:

hi! one of my cats is really cuddly and loves physical contact. i noticed that a lot of the time, he starts purring the very second i touch him. is that something normal and just purring because he likes it or is it a bit worrying that he starts doing it so immediately?

another question: is it cute or worrying that he didnt grow out of the habit of biting while kneading and hell literally bite a blanket and knead it and purr? i think he enjoys it but im just wondering if its fine bc hes an adult already!

1) yep, totally normal! he’s probably purring in anticipation of the fact that he’s going to enjoy your attention.

2) also totally normal. as long as he’s not biting you, there’s no harm in him doing this. this is a self-soothing behavior and it’s not unusual.

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annoyedlord

One night I woke up and got almost convinced that the day before never existed because of a man and it’s still fuck me up sometimes

The story takes place in summer. A friend drove 5h to come to see me (which was very sexy of him) and we spent the whole day together. We had a blast but damn I was exhausted af and so was he so we went to bed, sharing the same bed and I quickly fall asleep. I woke up in the middle of the night, finding the bed empty and cold. I’m alone in the room. It’s past midnight. I’m lost and confused because I spent the whole month dissociating really hard so maybe it was all fake, I imagined everything and in reality I’m lonely and this was nothing but a dream.

But no.

He was just too hot because it was 40° and went on the couch in the living room. We moved the fan to the bedroom and ended up falling asleep. To this day he’s still ashamed to make me panicked that night. :’)

He knows no rest

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maple-cloak

You’re… not dating???? ಠ_ಠ

Could’ve fooled me

You know a lot of people meeting us are convinced we are dating because we are both softies who love to hold hands and hug and I give a LOT of petnames (like kitten, baby, sugar, etc..). Even on discord when we are in vocal, new people are sure we are dating like a guy once apologized to me because he didn’t want me to think he was trying to hit on my man lol

Also we are in a group of 4 people and we are the only mlm so I end up drawing us as a couple often whenever I hear a gay couple describing each other funnily.

(Translation: “My lover is an antiquity, I found him in a flea market.”

Did I ever mention he’s almost 2m tall and he’s the softest man I ever met when it’s about to hold kitten in his hands??? You need to know that. I’m 170cm and I feel small next to him

Great news! Now his own friends are asking him if we are secretly dating!

Friends to lovers, slow burn, 50k

Where’s the fic now!!!

He forgot his sweater at my place and now it’s mine. Finder’s keeper, bitch.

I have never shipped a couple so hard YOU BETTER KEEP US UPDATED

Oh well, then here: We’re going on vacations this summer!! None of our friends asked for our opinions for the bedrooms and they decided that they will all get simple bedroom while we will get the double one.

My hypnotherapist refers to him as “My husband” and one of my tattoo artists calls him “my boyfriend”

My life is getting my friends assigned as my lovers.

I have, for once, been assigned as the boyfriend!!

My doctor got very into our romance and asked if he was moving with me. Got disappointed when I said no. I didn’t have the heart to tell her that we aren’t dating.

He’s currently sleeping at my place and sleep talked few nights ago, shoved my teddy bear in my arms while saying “Get it, Pedro, you’ll need it.”

He doesn’t know any Pedro. None of my names are Pedro.

Okay here’s the list of everything we got

For him:

  • My lover
  • My husband
  • My fiancé
  • My only-2nd-in-mom’s list possible boyfriend.

For me:

  • His boyfriend
  • His lover
  • His babe
  • “Bad company” by his mom

But why are you “bad company” by his mom

Because he bought a shirt with skulls and stuffs like that on it while he’s usually a very plain clothes guy, his mom is saying I’m bad company because I’m influencing him in the wrong way

And I love being seen as bad influence or bad company because I’m clearly not haha

You ever consider dating? (Is it like a QPR? Or yall just vibing.

We eventually talked about dating, but I’m absolutely not interested in being in a romantic relationship and it’s the same for him. We are very happy with our current relationship, we are excellent friends vibing together, we just find it hilarious that people see us as a couple!

UPDATE HIS MOM CALLED ME HIS BOYFRIEND ?????????

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imalazyhippo

Can we have context please? How did the word Boyfriend come up?

He was talking to his mom about his vacations here because he left earlier today and is home, and his mom mentioned me using the term “boyfriend”

We don’t know if she meant your boy friend or your boyfriend, regardless, my friend didn’t ask anything and went with the flow.

Alright now he knows you’re all shipping us and he enjoys it

You know what I forgot he actually has tumblr and read this damn post along with your answers.

I love how half of the reblogs/tags/notes is like “GUYS JUST DATE??” and the other half is like “So great to see some close make friends!!”

We can be your guys being dudes or your slow burn ship, we’re multitasks.

Awwwww!!!! This is adorable. How long have y’all been secretly da-.. I mean friends?

You want the secret backstory? I’m gonna give you the secret backstory.

We met over three years ago on Facebook. He was a friend of a friend (let’s call that mutual friend D. and I’m gonna talk about that one friend you all ship me with as F.) and somehow we ended up replying to D.’s comment. Now it’s common knowledge that Im a very smooth talker with my friends when I really like them, so I was already jokingly flirting with D. when F. joined. We flirted back at each others because it was fun, and then we all asked each other in marriage and did very bad montages of happy polycule/constellation couple except we all photoshopped our heads on theirs. F. and I added each other but didn’t talk much until M/nster Prom came out: D. made a group conversation where he added F., another friend in common and me. Starting from that we played SO MUCH together and all bonded very damn well. The twist is that F. and myself are the only male loving male out of the group, D. being a poly-het and our other friend (L.) being a bisexual woman. While we do all act like a 4 people QPR polycule/constellation, sweet talking to each other, giving pet names, holding hands etc, F. and I are *very* close and he came home multiple times (he slept home like... at least 1 week per month for the last five months?), we are always together and share bed very often if needed considering we don’t mind sleeping together since we respect each other boundaries. (I mean aside of calling me Pedro in his sleep and shoving my plush in my arms, he never did bad to me and uh, worst case I’ll drool on him.) We often joke about actually getting married but I’ll lost a lot of disabled related help if we do so, sorry, no fake wedding unless we find a solution.

TL;dr: I met him on Facebook 3 years ago and made a fake poly marriage with another friend and now he’s very dear to me. Thanks to how poorly made laws are for disabled people we can’t even give you a fake wedding ending even if we thought about it as a joke.

He first drove 5 hours to come to see me so now this time it’s my turn to drive 5 hours to go to see him.

Alright.

We are not dating because I can’t handle the idea of being in a relationship and he’s respecting it so we decide to be something on our own terms.

But.

We are boyfriends.

Here for these who asked for a pic of us

Okay fine we are dating now

May I offer you some homos on this fine day

I love to remember that people initially thought that the reason I thought the previous day never existed was because Astro was my abuser when he’s just a giant dork

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My bones had always been cold.

I wasn't born like this, but nights filled with screams and hateful words did. It's an ancient story. Not worth to tell.

My hands had always been cold too.

Fingers too small to reach, hands too small to play any instruments.

My chest had always ached like this.

Like someone had taken my ribs and ripped them off until bones broke inside, lungs bleeding.

My eyes had always been sad.

But I see you walk in and I'm suddenly not sad anymore. You lay there, on the right side of the bed and suddenly I'm not cold anymore. My chest feels light.

I feel you just being, just breathing and talking and smiling by my side and...

Honey, I want to hear your voice as my lullaby. I want to hear all those ideas you have about stories you'll never write, and every subject you're studying for university. I want to know if you slept well last night, if you need a hug to feel better.

Because you laugh with my stupid jokes and I feel like I belong somewhere. All those lonely years longing until I found you.

Honey, I want to own you. I want to show you off like my favorite book on the shelf. I want to taste you and savour you in my throat like poems, words spilling like thick honey.

I want to be everywhere you are, even when I don't belong there.

I want you to hate me, step on me and left me burning. I want you to destroy me with your bare hands, choking me until I cannot breath anymore.

If I can't love like this, would it actually be worth it?

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Now that we’re approaching 20,000 notes I want to share what I’ve learned since this post first gained traction.

It is increasingly apparent that only a select minority of certain communities are willing to listen to this post and accept that bisexuality’s inclusivity and definition are not up for debate, and that this definition and inclusivity are not new to our community.

It is equally difficult to get through to people who have chosen Latin meanings over history, a hypocritical stance they don’t take up with words like gay or lesbian.

I’ve had more people deny this post’s truth than recognize it as history. I’ve spent hours having to reply to people who do not care about bisexuals than I have talking to people this post helped.

This post is not my opinion, it is a collection of sourced quotes. Despite this being stated over and over again, the content of this post is treated as discourse that is original and unique to my blog.

This all is okay as long as you don't use it against other minor identities.

If you respect bi people and you use this post to pay that respect, good for you and well done.

If you use this post to erase, harass and bully poly- and pan folks, you are a piece of shit and deserve to have a sharpened broom handle stained in hydrochloric acid shoved up your ass before you're sat upon a trampoline inside a moving elevator.

what is it with inclus always wishing severe sexual violence on others

"i'm not wishing sexual violence on them, i'm just wishing them a slow painful death (that happens to be sexually invasive)"

Honey, the fact that you derailed a post on bisexuality to talk about harassing poly/pan people, which no one was doing, and harass bisexual people instead and talk in weirdly explicit detail the harm we might “deserve” (because, what, we have concerns with our label being belittled and our community split along inappropriate/misleading lines, which only serves to contribute to more biphobia?) is WILD clown behavior

"anti queerphobia" they say while wishing for bi people to get raped to death

petalsbleedingbeak isn’t even bi or pan so like where did that even come from? what is it with biphobes who aren’t bi having the MOST to say about bisexuality?

if bi people are talking about bisexuality (history, resources, etc) and your immediate thought is “oooh this is about how much those stupid fucking bis hate pannies!” there’s genuinely something wrong with you. you need to get off the internet because you are associating being bisexual with “violence” against pan people, and subsequently wishing physical and sexual violence on bisexuals. absolutely fuck you, you are disgusting.

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do u ever like feel so absurdly reluctant to do things. like it ain’t even procrastination or laziness anymore u just physically and mentally can’t bring yourself to do anything. u really, really just wanna binge watch youtube until your mind numbs completely or lie on the floor and stare into the abyss. and it’s not like u don’t have “motivation” or anything or even that u don’t want to do it, it’s just. u can’t. idk how ppl just. Do Things. get up and go at it. i have to have an entire existential crisis and like, watch a goddamn motivational film or something first before i do the smallest thing. and it’s june for fuck’s sake.

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I think about the line from the Muppet Movie, “there’s not a word yet, for old friends who just met” constantly. Sometimes I’ll hear a song or see a piece of art, and I had just found it, never seen or heard it before, but I’ll be overcome with such intense emotion cause it feels like it’s a beloved memory from my childhood that I never had. Like I just met you, but it feels like I haven’t seen you in years and we’re finally meeting again and I’ve missed you so much. I know “having nostalgia for something you’re just now seeing” is basically “just liking it.” But I don’t know, I wish there was a word for “something I felt like I’ve known forever but I’m just now experiencing it.”

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jjapplepie

thank you tumblr urser bowsersex

I’m sorry can a man who loves Bowser Sex not be emotional every once in awhile? I might have the tumblr url Bowser Sex, but I experience other emotions too…

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i’ve started replacing “i want to die” with “i feel overwhelmed” in my internal monologue, which is usually more accurate and more productive

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philonotis

ive been working on replacing ‘im so stupid’ with ‘im so silly’ and it has the same effect!

“I can’t do this” -> This will be a challenge for me, it’s normal to feel intimidated

“I hate this” -> This is a tough situation to handle and I’m doing my best

“I hate myself” -> I’m struggling with low self esteem right now, I need to support myself as I would a friend

“I can’t believe I forgot again” -> It’s tough to balance so many things, maybe I need to let go of some of them

“They’re not going to like me” -> I don’t have to perform for anyone, my personality is valid and loveable just as is

The list could go on and on…

Redirecting the “blame” from yourself and recognizing that you are a human suffering through normal, difficult human experiences is important. Support yourself like you’d support any of your close friends if they said these things.

I can’t tell you how delighted I am to see Actual Scripted Examples!

I’ve known I need to modify my self-talk like this for three+ years, and I’ve been trying for that long, but I never know what to replace it with. So the examples are super incredibly helpful, thank you so much. ~<333

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gaycommunist

losing a friend (for the one that got away) 1/3

@frenchtoastlesbian //personalmessage.blogspot.com // @linguinereid // trista mateer // unknown // richard siken // ocean vuong “on earth we’re briefly gorgeous”// unknown // unknown

[ID:

  1. A tumblr post by user frenchtoastlesbian, reading: losing people is so interesting because like. no i don’t want to speak to you ever again. yes i think about you on your birthday.
  2. “The number of hours we have together is actually not so large. Please linger near the door uncomfortably instead of just leaving. Please forget your scarf in my life and come back later for it.”
  3. A drawing of a book, with the words ‘it takes two to be a stranger’ on the cover.
  4. A tumblr post by user linguinereid, reading: also today is my old best friends birthday (we just grew apart) and it’s so weird how you can go from talking every day to just sending a little “happy birthday! i hope this year treats you well!” to them. like i know everything about you, but also nothing.
  5. I’d rather think of this / as a confession: / you are still the first person / I want to share new things with. 
  6. Graffiti on a wall, reading: “If we ever stop talking.. Send me a song”
  7. Sometimes you get so close to someone you end up on the other side of them. - Richard Siken, Editor’s page: the long and the short (...)
  8. A tumblr post from memoryslandscape, reading: “I miss you more than I remember you.” - Ocean Vuong, from On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous (Penguin, 2019).
  9. A handwritten note, reading: I always see stuff and think “oh you’d like this” / I hope that you see stuff and think that I would like them, too.
  10. Maybe someday / we will be two /people meeting / again for the first time.
  11. A tumblr post by coffeeacademia, reading: i find it so beautiful how we all read the same poetry and miss different people /end ID] [ID1: A tumblr post by user frenchtoastlesbian, reading: losing people is so interesting because like. no i don’t want to speak to you ever again. yes i think about you on your birthday. / end of ID]
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