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milverton · 16 days
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boops your nose! send this to ten blogs you think are lovely and deserve a boop on the nose < 3 <3
Oh, thank you!
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Boop!
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sethdomain · 3 months
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OMG!!! WHY ARE YOU SO COOL I LOVE YOUR ART'S SO MUCH Please continue to delight us with art!!!!
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furiousgoldfish · 1 year
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firstly, happy birthday!!
I want to say thank you for running this blog.
you are brave and kind and I hope all your healing is paying off bc you deserve the best.
thank you for running this blog. your posts have helped me introspect a lot and helped me find words for things I couldn't in the past. I am better for it. thank you
Thank you! I'm grateful to know that I've helped, and I'm glad you have the words to describe your experience, and can use them! Thank you for all of the kind words as well. All healing pays off :)
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I think you are a kind and talented person who also does your best to uplift everyone around you. A genuine Warrior of Light.
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(Shy hug) to make your day better.
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If youre goin thru some hard stuff i believe in you and i know you can make it
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charlie-minion · 2 years
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I love you!
Awww 🥰
I love you, too!
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caralara · 2 years
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hey cara (sorry idk if that’s ur name) this twitter account has stolen ur tumblr post about louis “absolutely gutted” tweet. idk if u are aware or not.
https://twitter.com/endbbgnow/status/1558504420366852097?s=21&t=jqRtsbjBSsdvV5F7LP3ADg
hi love! Thank you for reaching out! I actually gave them permission to post without credit, but thank you again for your message!!
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Love your blog!!
Aww thanks I appreciate that 😊
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gibbearish · 6 months
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love when ppl defend the aggressive monetization of the internet with "what, do you just expect it to be free and them not make a profit???" like. yeah that would be really nice actually i would love that:)! thanks for asking
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tyrantisterror · 5 months
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Shoutout to the radish guy in Spirited Away for deciding to go all the way up to the top floor just to make sure Chihiro was safe when presumably he had other shit to do and could just have easily decided this little girl's safety was Not His Problem.
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milverton · 3 months
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List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers ♡
My cats <3
Spotting the Big Dipper in the sky
When you find something really good to read
Good hair day
Trying a new tea that turns out to be really yummy
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peonierose · 1 year
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Sending you sunshine ☀️ and a cup of your favorite hot beverage ☕️ . No matter what this week brings, know that you will get through it. You are amazing and you are doing a great job. Be kind to yourself this week and forgive yourself of any past mistakes you are holding on to. I am proud of you and am here cheering you on! You got this!💛 (PS - drink some water!)
Awww thank you sooo much 💛💛💛💛 I am actually currently drinking one of my favorite cola orange lemonade mix 🥰🥰🥰🥰 Thank you for always sending such kind messages 💛
Sending you lots of sunshine and calm vibes 💛
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furiousgoldfish · 1 year
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Happy birthday 🎂 🥳 🎉! Your page has brought peace to my life. I'm grateful to follow you 🩵. You're a strong and intelligent person. I hope you have a wonderful birthday like a person you are. Love ❤️
Thank you so much! It means a lot to me, that you have such a positive opinion of me. Thank you for the kind wishes, I wish all the best to you as well!
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Happy nameday Mimble! >w< Wishing you the best <3
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Thank you so much for the kind message :)
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matchingbatbites · 9 months
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"What the fuck did you do?"
Eddie wasn't expecting hostility when he answered Jeff's phone call, his best friend's usual calm demeanor replaced with open annoyance. And yeah, okay, the annoyance itself wasn’t new, but Eddie doesn’t think he’s actually done anything recently to earn it.
"Well-"
"Actually, no. I'll tell you what you did. You retweeted photos of Steve Harrington - internationally beloved heartthrob actor Steve Harrington - along with the caption 'not to sound like a subby slut but GOD I would be his puppy baby boy in a heartbeat'. So I guess the better question is, what the fuck were you thinking, Eddie?"
Eddie's jaw clicks shut because- yeah, he had done that. Had seen those photos of Steve smoking circling the internet and spent god knows how long just staring at them, had curbed the desire to shove his hand down his pants by posting a single thirst tweet about it.
“I was thinking, Jeff, that I'm allowed to post whatever I want to my private fucking twitter, man. I mean it's a free country, isn't a guy allowed to make a horny tweet about a sexy man every now and then?”
“You are, when you actually post it to your private account and not our award winning band's main account.”
No. Oh no. There's no way Eddie actually-
He rips his phone away from his face to open twitter, and realizes two things simultaneously. One, Jeff is right, he had posted it to the band's account. Not on his private, locked, personal account, but on the account that's actually open and free for literally anyone on earth to look at.
The second thing he realizes is that their notifications are currently flooded with responses to Eddie's tweet, somehow racking up into the thousands in the few hours it's been since. 
Jesus Christ.
“Eddie?”
The metalhead jerks back into the moment and put Jeff on speaker so he can scroll through the horde of replies, says “Fuck, I fucked up. Are we gonna have to do damage control on this?”
In the mess is a reply from Gareth's own personal account: @ corrodededdie stop tweeting from the band account challenge 🙄🙄🙄
”Maybe. There hasn't been any type of response from Harrington or his people, but they might ask us to take it down if it blows up too much.“
Eddie hums, thinking they might be too little, too late about it blowing up too much, and flips over to his main account so he can reply to Gareth's little jab appropriately. He isn't surprised to see that he has a couple of new messages, probably from other people wondering just what the fuck Eddie was thinking, but when he goes to check them-
He's never been happier that he turned on messages from followers only, because then he would have missed this, missed Steve Harrington's little profile picture beaming up at him from the screen of his phone, along with a new message request.
”Jeff, I gotta go,” he says, not even realizing he's cut the other man off.
“Eddie, what-
”Harrington messaged me. I'll call you back.“
Eddie doesn't wait for a response as he hangs up on Jeff, and his hands definitely aren't shaking as he opens the message from Steve. And listen- Eddie is a fan of the guy, that much should be obvious. 
Steve had grown in popularity around the same time Corroded Coffin had; he’d gotten some part in a drama film that had skyrocketed him into stardom, and Eddie fell in love the moment he saw that gorgeous face on the silver screen for the first time. He's never had a chance to interact with the guy, has been in the same place a few times but always missed him, like ships passing in the night, but Eddie's been fine with pining from afar, just like every other person on the planet that's even remotely attracted to men.
Besides, even with how popular Corroded Coffin has gotten over the years - a couple of Grammy’s here, a dozen chart topping metal songs there - Eddie doesn’t expect Steve to just. Know who Eddie is.
With all of this in mind, Eddie is expecting some kind of semi-casual request to take the tweet down, that it's not a good look for his image-
Anything other than what Steve actually sent.
'If you're puppy baby boy, does that make me Master? Or Daddy?'
And Eddie- 
Eddie slides down, sinks into his couch cushion as all of the blood in his body suddenly shifts, rushing to fill his dick like it's a fucking race. The phone almost slips out of his hand and he fumbles it briefly before taking a deep breath. 
Is Steve serious? He wouldn't send that if he wasn't serious, right?
This could be it, could be Eddie's one chance to impress Steve, to get his foot in the door of Steve's interest. He bites his lip and types out a reply, something quick that he sends before he can change his mind.
‘I’m open to either, actually. Do you have a preference, sir?’
He doesn’t expect the typing indicator to come up immediately, and just knowing that Steve is somewhere right now, typing out a response to Eddie, is enough to have him nearly vibrating in his seat.
‘I’m partial to Daddy, myself.’
Fuck fuck fuck.
Eddie takes a breath, tries to think of a response that isn’t just ‘Please, Daddy, can I sit on your massive dick that I haven’t been able to stop thinking about since that one indie film you did that just had all of your junk out in the open?’
Steve saves him by sending another message.
‘But maybe we could start with Steve, and possibly dinner? Though I’d be happy to see where things go after that.’
He- What-
Eddie must have stopped breathing, because the next time he takes a breath his lungs burn, his mid races because there’s no way Eddie’s long term celebrity crush just asked him on a date. He sits there long enough that the screen goes dark and he scrambles to turn it back on, sees the message still there, real and unchanged.
There’s no way he can say no to this, to Steve, and his hands shake as he types out a response.
‘Dinner would be great. Just name the time and place, Daddy.’
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