#let me love u

[judeswhore]

i want him i need him

#joseph quinn #let me LOVE u

[compare-and-conform]

Fuck I wanna love rn

#let me love u

[deceivesthem]

like this post for me to come into ur inbox later and send you some memes.

#( * this is my unfinished symphony // ooc. ) #let me love u #i'll do this later btw #dont let it flop

[eggyboyoart]

MK with a lil stubble KILLS ME

PLEASE, SIR - JUST ONE CHANCE, I BEG YOU-

#ILL TREAT U SO WELL BBYGIRL #PLEASE #LET ME LOVE U #AHHH- #eggy talks*~ #lmk mk #lmk #mk #lego monkie kid #lego monkie kid mk #i just love him so much #i wanna crush him between my hands and wring him out into my mouth #cuteness aggression going hog wild rn fr

[angelparadox]

who wants some memes while i sit here at lunch and do nothing cause i can't write without my computer 🙃

#( * this is my unfinished symphony // ooc. ) #let me love u

[bitchsister]

I have yet to pinpoint exactly how you do what you do with It will come back. Like, it feels so gothic? Somehow? I guess that was on purpose. The gothic themes and imagery. Oliver being a jester, references to old literature but oh My GOD. Did not know this fanfic would affect me this way. First thing I do is check if you have updted. Thank you for your art (sorry I’m in anon ha ha )

AHHHHHH IM SCREAMING.

Thank you so much anon I could cry. I definitely wanted to incorporate literature as I believe they’re all capable of more than passing around the same raggedy copy of Harry Potter — idk the idea of the two of them communicating through the literature they share with one another made sense, since neither of them are capable of expressing their feelings; at least without the fear of judgment or being abandoned again. Thank you for the love, it means more than you know!!!

#💌 #do I start I tag for my fic now………… #it will come back #also come off anon wtf #let me love u #cattonquick

[nanuuiy]

"spam likes and I'll block you"

What if I just kill you then

#let me love u #I JUST WANT TO SEE ART

[bloody-croissant]

#LET ME LOVE U

[neon-junkie]

veteran…… 🥺🥺🥺

#let me love u #kenobi spoilers #kenobi #obi wan spoilers #obi-wan spoilers #clone veteran

[smoothbrainwrinkledshirt]

can’t stop looking at this, but also i don’t want to

#pedrito with graying hair oh my god #he is so handsome #pedro pascal #let me love u

[shezoomer]

okay but what if u liked this and i sent you memes, uh? what then? this is officially a MEME CALL !!

#me: does 4 drafts #me: IM WIPED OUT I CAN'T DO NO MORE #anyway!! i have new followers and memes are an easy way to get an interaction going!! #LET ME LOVE U

[tamedgod]

   yes hello if we haven’t interacted yet (or if we have, but especially if we haven’t) you should give this a little like and i’ll go into your meme tag and throw shit in your inbox —

#m. ooc #let me love u

[adoratixns]

yelling someone WRITE with me. thank you.

#ooc. #indie rp #smut rp #let me love u #please and thanks <3 #please read my rules & character bio before replying ty :)

[widowedsimp]

Wish nanami was real and would materialise from the 2D world so he can celebrate his upcoming bday with all his sluts i mean wives

#nanami kento #LET ME LOVE U

[rinwhore]

running back to waka after ignoring him. Im coming home baby

#bc u pissed me off #no i still want an explanation #but ok #for today ig it's ur free pass #let me love u #no bc srs #i miss u ube keso #tokrev wakasa #tokyo revengers #tokrev #imaushi wakasa

[inkskinned]

because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.

you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.

you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.

don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.

if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.

you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:

how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!

aren't you happy yet?

#almost wrote the champagne line as ''effervescent'' but legit could not write it without saying ''effervescent like a snail'' #ah tumblr... #writeblr #warm up #idk . having trouble writing rn #ps i don't like to talk about it . it is my medical information. but before you ask. yes this is about being on the spectrum #i really don't like when ppl make my writing about how im [whatever ID]. i want it to ring true for the people who it rings true for #i don't want it to be like ''awwwww look at this person!!! she's the EXCEPTION!!! :)" ..... #no.... not really..... #idk something gross happens whenever i admit to certain conditions and i turn into like inspiration p*rnography #like yes they actually let us use keyboards these days #furthermore i just... dont feel comfortable talking about this part of me. i had too bad of a childhood. adhd is one thing... #this one im like. still coming to terms with. which is like. my own journey. #idk. just please be kind. some things are more private than others. this one feels private to me. #i do not know how to help others w/this . and i do not know how to help myself. i will talk about it if im ever ready. idk if that will #actually ever happen #ty in advance i love u im kissing you we are kissing somewhere on the spectrum