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torhues · 2 years
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iwaizumi hajime.
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iwaizumi made it clear when you broke up with him— that you wouldn't get together— as if it wasn't an unspoken rule already. you weren't so sure of his words but, pride had your conscience in its hands and you agreed, saying you wouldn't even think about doing that.
now you're sitting in a fancy cake shop in Florence, with iwaizumi in front of you. the last time you saw him was in highschool, when you broke up with him on the way to airport, when he said the two of you would be just fine even in a long distance relationship, when you said it was hard for you, when he asked whether you trust him, and when you said you do but it had started to shake.
the last time you saw him was around five years ago, see you don't even remember the timeline. you've been keeping a blurry image of him walking away as a souvenir for your eyes failed to give you a clearer look back then.
the orders are sitting on the table but you don't care enough to tend to them. on other days, you would take a picture— multiple pictures— send it to your friends, post it on your social media account if you feel like it, make it another insignificant moment of your life saved in the gallery. on other days, you would enjoy the dessert but today, the pear sauce on vanilla bread seems to reduce your appetite.
"i can't believe we're meeting all the way here, in Italy," albeit, he seems to enjoy his cake.
you imagined meeting him in California or Japan, or somewhere in Canada, at most, since he always wanted to visit the country, especially during fall, and coincidently, you've enrolled in the fall course for post-graduate studies, at some university. not Italy, not in the middle of your vacation that was supposed to be some sort of self-sobriety programme.
you nod. "me neither,"
and then he starts talking about college, what he has been up to recently, directing the same questions to you while you do your best to give a brief response. it isn't the timing that is making you feel out of place but instead, it's how normal iwaizumi is. you don't expect an argument, not an iwaizumi who can never forget you for your impromptu breakup and, neither the one who would ask you to get back together because living without you feels like hell,
like diving deep into the ocean without oxygen.
you don't want to have a melodramatic conversation but, you don't want him to act like you didn't leave him with loose ends, as if you didn't hurt him when all he ever did was make you happy. you want him to hate you, to utter all the words along the lines of love and loathe, to tell you that he loved you and still did, that it was so hard to move on and every breath pierced like glass shards in the heart, that he spent nights crying while reading your texts knowing you'd never come back and when he has been doing better finally, you appear in his life like nothing ever happened, and drag him back to step one. you want him to tell you things that resonate with the yearning you have for him in his heart, desperately beautiful yet painful, so that you don't have to ask yourself over and over again, am i the only one who still feels this way?
"how's life?" you ask this once, instead of letting him ask all the questions that you don't have a definite answer to.
iwaizumi pauses, he takes a breath, a look out of the glass windows, your eyes follow his gaze, there's a soft smile on his face.
iwaizumi lifts up his fingers. "i'm engaged," he's engaged. "and it'd be appreciated if you could make it to the wedding next month," and he's inviting you to his wedding next month.
he continues about how suddenly things happened and how sorry he is for not being able to invite you to the engagement; you don't mind any of it, quite frankly. you didn't even expect him to do that after changing your number. that's not what you're worried about, that is not even the worst part.
iwaizumi is engaged.
the sixteen year old boy who told you that he'd marry you the moment you both turn eighteen, the eighteen year old guy who promised to stay by your side— one who shared his firsts with you and swore to make you his last— is engaged. your heart is racing at a thousand miles per second, and for all the wrong reasons.
now that you notice, his smile has gotten wider, and he's talking about the girl he met in college and how she makes him feel like the happiest person ever. you notice the way he still fiddles with his fingers while talking about someone or something that he adores, the way he says those words with eyes that seem like they would never run out of love to give. the sunset shines upon him, he looks exactly the way he did on your first date.
do you smile the same way at her?
you know, you're in no place to complain, for you were the one to leave him when he begged you to say. it's not that you don't want him to move on in life, you said he deserved someone better the day you broke up, it still rings in your head as a reminder of your biggest mistake. you want to happy for him but, something about him moving on and you being stuck in the same place leaves a bitter taste in your mouth.
"yn," he calls your name, you respond by shifting your eyes in his direction. "are you listening?" you are, albeit, you don't know how much you're processing.
you're picturing them together, doing everything you did with him; holding hands, going on dates, kissing, hugging, sleeping next to each other, movie nights that felt ever so intimate— you imagine her sharing every little memory but one that's a better version. you feel as if yo—
"if i ask you to get back with me, would you?" you ask, letting the words you've been suppressing for so long flow like water in a stream, one that could potentially flood everything around.
"yn, i'm engaged—"
"i mean, had you not been engaged and had i asked you to get back together," you clarify, "would you have agreed?"
there's a pause, a series of silence, strings of regret, traces of shared memories from the past that fill the little gaps in the air like blood in sinusoids. you remember your first fight with iwaizumi, and you want to know what he's thinking. it's not like you can tell, you forgot how to do that long ago. iwaizumi rarely ever looks disappointed or upset enough to give you a silent treatment. for a second, you think it's that, but it turns out you're wrong.
he doesn't look sad or angry, not disappointed at your question considering he's about to get married. instead, iwaizumi looks like he's hurting. as if he has waited for long, hoping to catch a glance of you somewhere even if it's in middle of a crowd because it's fine, that works. he can always reach you out amidst a crowd. iwaizumi looks like he doesn't have a definite answer to your question, but he is telling you that it's your fault.
a second passes and his phone rings. your eyes fall upon the caller ID, it's a name with a heart, you think it's her. it has to be, because iwaizumi, without sparing you a second glance, stands up, and puts on his coat, ready to leave. the little hope of getting an answer to that question goes off the moment he picks up his phone, or maybe even before that, because it doesn't look like iwaizumi has an answer to that.
but he stops. "no," he says.
and you realise, to him, you're the memory he buried deep in his mind while to you, iwaizumi is the air you struggle to breathe.
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endominator · 2 years
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Doodled the queen of the monsters in a suit
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plasma-packin-mama · 1 year
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We're all in agreement that this is Benny to a T right
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as another year comes to a close I just want to take the time to thank everyone who inspired me this year, even if they don’t really know I exist:
note: a quick reminder that I started my account back in September of ‘23, so this list isn’t super long yet lol
@dichotomoustessellations and @culturecalypsosblog — my first two mutuals ever
@meineseeleaaustee — because this person showed a lil’ bit of love to my baby fic (I promise I’ll try and finish that series!!)
@academia-lucifer and @titsay — the first two blogs I followed (both have such inspiring content, too)
@acourtofwhatthefuck (my newest mutual — thank you, love!) and @serpentandlily — whom I had the joy of leaving what I hope were uplifting and encouraging notes on delicious fics, and even short exchanges regarding characters writhing said fics
of course, a shoutout to each of the fic writers that inspired me this year, no matter what fandom I was currently latched onto: @illyrian-dreamer, @azsazz, @clairebear08, @fieldofdaisiies, @azrielsdove, @moonlightazriel, @azrielhours, and @lalacliffthorne (I would like to mention @acourtofwhatthefuck and @serpentandlily are also on this list, obvi <3) and more that I’m sure I devoured at some point this year!
those who inspired me and provided me with knowledge regarding certain fandoms: @atlaculture, @riddles-n-games, @eospaint
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reyblogs · 7 days
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just got told i have a bunch of classmates who hate me bc they think im pretty
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ebisuslizard · 2 years
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stop calling bylers delusional oml they’re getting unfathomable amounts of evidence to support the idea that they’re end game u guys are just mad that they’re probably right
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zelyks · 3 months
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you guys NEED to see the "green sans" fight, actual gold
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cryz-a-lot · 1 year
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My favorite breed of invader zim episodes is literally just Zim being anxious over something minuscule. Like one episode where it was just him trying to avoid germs bc he thought it would kill him.
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bpdstevenuniverse · 1 year
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I know it's not really black and white, but I don't like the "two sides" approach to abusive parental-child relationships.
Y'know, pretty much the argument "you need to understand their side too!" And buddy, I am more than aware of my parents' crappy childhoods. I'm also aware that it very much affected how my parents raised me and my brother. That having a kid was tough for them, that they only know how to show love like that, that they don't know what they're doing, etc. etc. etc.
But WHY do I, their mentally ill, traumatized child, need to understand THEIR side? Why am I expected to validate their trauma and not mine? Why am I not allowed to be ANGRY at my parents? I'm the VICTIM in question, the one who got the worst of the situation, and yet what seems to matter more here is how my poor mommy and daddy suffered so much, they couldn't raise their kids properly :(
This isn't a fucking "two sides" situation. Abuse is not balanced. Abuse is not a mutually toxic dynamic. Abuse hurts, in many different ways, someone (or people) vulnerable and unable to fight back. This is especially the case for a parent - a GROWN FUCKING ADULT - abusing their child. "Two sides" here is useless.
And yet the abusive parents are the ones who get the most compassion and support out there. As for their kids, forever scarred with trauma and mental illness? Nah. Who cares?
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i think my main problem with rings of power as an actual show isn't that its particularly bad in any way, but its just,,, lacking.
Its predictable, the characters are straw dummies retextured to be "Tolkien Characters", filled with the same tropes, clichés, and narratives that fill all the other fantasy shows nowadays. Its a modern show with a modern story and characters. It's made for audiences today, which is what I think makes it lose what its originally supposed to be. Because Tolkien isn't a modern writer and his version of fantasy wouldn't tick a lot of the boxes that modern fantasy would, and his characters wouldn't fit with a lot modern types.
Rings of Power just takes these characters and makes them someone else. We get classic revenge plots and betrayals and Strong Female Characters and a fucking enemies-to-lovers plot. Its telling an entirely different story than what jrrt originally wrote and that's fine but for the love of god if you're going to do that just make a new show. Please don't tote it as something its not, especially when you're erasing the message of the og.
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Just remembered watching a season 6 clip of t7s (Zenmasters my loves) and getting annoyed at Donna being mad at Eric for having fun with Jackie
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vicky-chaos · 2 years
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Koooookie 😃😃😃🥰
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wmarximoff · 1 year
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Random users coming across you and 🌸 like
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Meanwhile, Thayblosomers
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god i love y'all LMAO
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crazytooley · 1 month
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Dude I'm really out here, being on this hellsite for over 10yrs, but only started using tags (incorrectly, like god intended) like 3-4 yrs ago...
I'm out here replying to shit in the tags and also watching PM Seymour.
I'm doomed to inevitably end up in a video, and I'm not even that funny.
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eccentric-objects · 2 months
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im a little obsessed with how physics doesn't communicate with other fields
math prof: I know it's weird that down is positive, I'm sorry, I didn't choose this
physics: it rlly doesn't matter which way is positive, as long as you have a set convention you'll get the same answer
chem prof: frequency is represented by the greek letter nu so even though this looks like a v it's actually nu for frequency
physics: frequency is a lowercase f
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bestosunglass · 2 months
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If not platonic then one-sided
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