#nostalagia

[crhrrtbeanie]

#weirdcore #dreamcore #liminal spaces #liminalcore #vhs #nostalagia

[candicoated]

My Care Bear Collection Part II

#secret bear #best friend bear #wish bear #grumpy bear #hopeful heart bear #calming heart bear #friend bear #i care bear #togetherness bear #good luck bear #superstar bear #care bears #kidcore #nostalagia #pastel kawaii #kawaii blog #care bear plush #care bear plushes

[jaratedeguadalupe]

desde esta noche is a cult classic and big anxceit vibes 

#please ignore the comically amount of autotune at the beginning I promise its good #huge nostalagia for me too omg #i remember listeing to this on road trips with my family #wait this is an anxceit hc post #ts janus #janus sanders #virgil sanders #ts virgil #anxceit #sanders sides

[itsbeaker-bxtch]

Here I am 

#vvas bored of the sims 4 #so im playing making magic #suuuuuch nostalagia #ts1 #the sims #sims #makin magic

[beingharsh]

ugh, i miss 2013 aesthetic tumblr

#nostalagia kills

[companionsofusall]

I love revisiting things i loved. Because im not the same person i once was, things that i thought glittered sometimes become a little rusty with age and experience. Just as often though I remember why I loved them in the first place, the jokes that still land again and again and the influences it has had on me. Everything you’ve ever loved will come back to you 💕

#theres a manga that i love #its corny and cliche but it spoke to me as a tween/teen that was (more often than not) too caught up in her own head #and i just love the way it portrays friendship and love and choice #and its cute and cliche and SO FUNNY #its. so weird thinking about where i was waiting for fan groups to update it and how its impacted the way i draw my blush #i just love revisiting my favorite things #i love finding new things to love but theres something wonderful in nostalagia sometimes

[mydemondetoxmanual]

this is like a deep cut from an old fandom so bear with me.

Man I was scrolling through all the old Achievement Hunter posts. I have stuff going backto like 2012 and even before that. God listening to old audios and videos and looking at old gif sets…

They were everything to me. Michael, Gavin, Geoff, Jack, Ray, and even (yes I’m going to mention him) Ryan. There was Lindsay and Matt Jeremy and Kdin and Adam Ellis. Trevor and Caleb.

The first Vs episode. The first Play Pals. Lazer Team. X-ray and Vav. RWBY. RvB.

There’s so many let’s plays that I rewatch a couple times of year. Play Pals Outlast (1&2). Play pals Super Bunny Man. Let’s play 3d Ultra Minigolf. Let’s Play Family Feud. Uno the Movie. All of the rage quits.

But I forgot how much they were like a family. They genuinely have a shit about each other. Even beyond the Gavin/Michael bromance they all cared so much. And it all went to shit because of Ryan.

I don’t fully believe they would have stayed golden forever even without the incident. They would haves faded just like they are now. Hell Achievement Hunter doesn’t even exsist anymore. It’s been announced that’s it officially retired and they started a new channel.

I watched it live and die. Ray left, and Geoff pulled way back to personal issues. The Ryan incident. Jeremy leaving for personal issues. Gavin pulling wayyyy back (I’m not even sure he’s still involved in any capacity anymore.) Matt being fired (which was bullshit and I’ll die on that hill). Jack is still there.

The amount of shows they started and cancelled. Always open got cancelled again just a couple of days ago. They can’t hold an audience anymore. It makes me sad. Their old videos have 2+ million views on individual videos. Now you’re hard pressed to find one break 100k.

Like idk. Nostalagia is a bitch I guess. To me, they’re stilling in that shitty office with their desks on top of each other. Michael is yelling at Gavin, Gavin is making the loudest bird squawking noise you’ve ever heard, Jack is affectionate laughing while working, Geoff is laughing hysterically in a corner about to piss his pants, Ray is trying to get away from the carnage while also film them, and Ryan is laughing in the doorway wondering what he just walked in on.

I don’t man I wish it was 2014 and they’re was a new Minecraft LP and GTA LP to look forward to every week.

#achievement hunter #mention of #ryan haywood #I miss the old days

[tinta-y-cometas]

Me causa un poco de nostalagia recordar el pasado, pensar en lo que pudo ser y no fue, en los que están y en los que ya no.

-Mel

#escritos #notas #tinta y cometas #frases #citas #letras #versos #poemas #poesía #mel #septiembre 2023

[cananmelia-blog]

The First Time See You Smiling

nostalagia hit hard, can't wait for hd version for them and finally new opening

#rune factory #rune factory3 #micah #raven #rf #rf3

[yumeko2sevilla]

Asterine Marlais- galatic conductor

╭── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╮

ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ

Full Name: Asterine Marlais

╰┈➤ Asterine: A name comes from the name "Aster", means "The night sky full of stars."

╰┈➤ Marlais: A Welsh name, means "Blue"

Other Names:

╰┈➤ Asterine

╰┈➤ Human

╰┈➤ Mr. Marlais

╰┈➤ Marlais's Fractured Starfrost.

Voice Actor: Ito Kento + Chogakusei (Japanese)

╭── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╮

Gender: Transmasc Non-Binary (They/He)

Species: Human (?)

Birthday: Around October 10- October 14

Zodiac: Libra

Status: Alive(?)

Height: 194 cm

Hair Color: Slivery White, Dusty Gray (Lesson 16)

Eye Colors: Hot Pink (Left), Neon Cyan (Right)

╰── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╯

┌──═━┈━═──┐

ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ

"Please, don't identify me."

╰┈➤ A Blurry Mist: From afar, Asterine is timid and cold toward everyone. They're not afraid to speak anything in their mind, therefore hurt someone in the progess. Strange that he doesn't show much emotions, just a blank face is what he need.

╰┈➤ Gentle Prayers, at 12:30: Asterine may be cold, but that doesn't mean he's apethetic. They have their own way of caring, which he prefer to do it secretly. They don't admit it, tho.

╰┈➤ From Bottom Of Emptiness: He isn't capable of understanding emotions. Sure, he's expressing it from the outside but they can't feel it clearly. To Asterine, emotions are something weird.

╰┈➤ Imagination World: Some demons have claimed that they saw Asterine talking to the air as if someone was there. They have reported it to Lucifer, but he just brushed it off. After all, his brothers and even himself saw them too. What was concerning, was that they didn't feel lonely nor wrong. At. All.

└──═━┈━═──┘

┏━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━┓

Likes: The Devildom, sleeping, drawing, sightseeing, iced coffee, iced mint flavor tea, instant noodles, manga and Light Novel (espically Kagerou Project and Evillious Chronicles), their "friends", the feeling of nostalagia.

Dislikes: Asterine Marlais, gossiping, human emotions.

┗━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━┛

╰┈➤ Backstory: •[ Eyes Of Rememberance ]•

╰┈➤ Asterine sees Rosé (@starry-night-rose) as a friend. He suppose.

╰┈➤ Asterine sometimes explain most of Kagerou Project and Evillious Chronicles to Levi, who later got too invested.

╰┈➤ Suprisingly, among the demon brothers Asterine is closer with Lucifer and Beel.

╰┈➤ You can often hear whispers behind Asterine or Lucifer, or even some of the brothers. Just leave it, they are the only one who saw them. They are here, they are here.

@starry-night-rose

(P/S: My first attempt of making an Obey Me persona:)) )

#obey me oc #obey me persona #asterine marlais

[crhrrtbeanie]

#liminal spaces #liminal tumblr #weirdcore #dreamcore #liminalcore #nostalagia

[merryhamlet]

nostalagia from the past...

[claycatz]

So I started to re-read the Webtoon-

AUGH THE NOSTALAGIA

WISH I COULD GO BACK TO THE TIME WHEN ORV WASN’T A PART OF MY PERSONALITY

There might (?) be manhwa spoilers after the cut

Kim Dokja from Episode 1

HE LOOKED SO INNOCENT

SO CUTE-

BABYYYY

Is it just me, or does his eyebrows seem thicker before?

Gives him this... Yoo Joonghyuk vibe...

It doesn’t really look like our precious baby.

NOW THIS

THIS IS OUR PRETTY SUICIDAL RAT-SQUID SELF-SACRIFICIAL BASTARD

THE DUMBASS WHO BELIEVES THAT PEOPLE DOn’T CARE FOR HIM AND IS SURPRISED AT PEOPLE CARING FOR HIM

Oh? And that bastardy smile? How I love to hate it and hate to love it.

This smile is the reason of my existence <3

^Credit to blackbox on Twitter GO CHECK OUT THEIR ORV ART ITS SO PRETTY fcdxgfchuvygiho

My handsome little boy <3

#He's so pretty #I love him with my whole heart and anyone that hurts him can go straight into Tartarus <3 #We need a Kim Dokja appreciation squad. #Kim Dokja #ORV #Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint

[the-kindle-pile]

[Short Romance Story] The Moon

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, real people are used as reference but not in anyway representative of anyone or my relations with them.

The song of romance has been well written across time and culture. Lyrical and enchanting, full of melody and melancholia. I've never been able to well experience it. One of the joys and sorrows I've been unceremoniously excluded from. But I will try to explain it from my meager experience. It wasn't much of anything but it wasn't nothing.

If you would know anything of romance, you would know it is not grounded in reality. It is a fleeting charm and beauty, that comes and go. She wasn't as beautiful as you thought she was. He wasn't as handsome and amazing as you thought he was. It is just an illusion but it is the illusion we cling onto. Well-maintained physique will help you keep the illusion, reminding you of the roaring years of your youth. Which is also why love grounded in the physical will erode away. Yet we cannot deny it is the physical that will trigger our neurons. We can call it spiritual, we can call it fate but we cannot deny ourselves that the partial core truth of love is physical.

Yet if love was only purely physical, it would not have permeated through all of media and persisted through time and culture, poems, lyrics and prose. It would not have meaning in art and roses, in gems and stones. It would not exist in other symbols if it was just carnal.

And so, I shall attempt to write it, a story. A story that is just a little bit off the tone of reason. A nostalagia for the disaster that is my unrequited love.

My experience with the opposite sex during my youthful days were limited. I came from a boy school and did not interact with girls until I was in my late teens in Polytechnic. When I first spoke to her it was for a project, yet I did not feel the nervousness that a young boy teen would when he speaks with an attractive counterpart. But rather, I was above all, confused.

You see, even at a young age, I was full of self-doubt and low self-esteem. A clearly attractive girl talking to me with respect and without disgust, surprised me. I didn't have my hair done, I did not dress well, my skin complexion was awful (and still is). To watch and sit right next to her partaking complete, deep conversations with her, felt so satisfying. She was a natural academic. We both studied sociology as our elective but she was in a different field, food science. I wonder how far she got with that.

We had many conversations but she was mainly the one doing the talking, which I loved. She can go on and on about sociology and random little things. About how cute the way hair buns sat upon our classmates heads, about how qauntities of our daily energy was burnt by our brains during studies. And I would just sit there and listen, throwing in a joke or two and she would laugh. Those were simpler days.

Unfortunately for me, she was already with someone else. She never talked about him but not for the lack of love. But simply because they had spent so much time together that they were comfortable with each other. She had something precious and it was something she cherished dearly.

I knew I couldn't give her a better life. I knew I couldn't promise to make her happier. I knew myself too well, to believe that I could treat her better. I knew it wasn't possible.

But I did love her.

I knew the words that would cheer her up when she was sad. I knew the gifts to buy when she was feeling down. I knew the songs she would love when we were just relaxing. Every gift I bought, I took considerations. I care to be thoughtful but not romantic. What she treasured most, I treasured too. I do not dare to say we shared something. But there was something that was drawing us together, our love of the same intangible little things and value of what we considered good in ourselves that were not superficial. She drew me in, like tides to the Moon.

There was a day we were out on an assignment that required us to be out in the field, filling surveys with the public. We were paired up as a team and had to go door to door to have our surveys filled. Me being an extreme introvert, hated the acitivity. I was extremely nervous because I had to interact with strangers and moreover, she was dressed in a basic formal work attire with make up on. And that somehow, was extremely attractive to me. By the end of the day I was wrecked, distracted, tired and barely got anything done.

By the last hour, I was ready to give up. And she said, why not do one last block? But this time as a game between us both. To see which one of us could finish knocking all the doors whether answered or not. And as if the universe was responding to the call, there was unexpectedly another pair of surveyors from another team in the same block. Knowing this, we both sprinted, to race each other and the other team to knock as many doors as we could. We could hear each other talking to the residents as we went down the blocks, gauging each other's progress. Her sweet chiming voice gave me more motivation to move along through doors faster. With a simple suggestion she changed my tone towards the assigment. We had more surveys filled in that apartment block, than any other blocks that day. At the end of the night, we were exhausted but we were happy. We had so much fun and I wonder if it could stay that way. But I knew it couldn't.

At the end, the course didn't worked out for me. She excelled in her's while I struggled in mine. The studies were about people and I do not work well with them. No matter how hard I worked, changed or adapted. I could not achieve what I needed to achieve to follow where she went. Besides, having your significant other work in the same field as you is a terrible idea ( at least that was what I told myself ).

She eventually caught on and had a inkling about my feelings for her. Things became awkward and I withdrew. But we did not drift apart in bad faith. And she did not cut me out of her circle. I could still see her holiday photos of her and her partner and their families on social media. Which is all fine with me, I feel no sorrow, I am happy that she is happy. I feel no regret because I had given what I could give.

She was like the Moon to me and I am the man in the valley. Gazing up at her in the field of many stars. She was the one I felt closest to, despite being so far. She was not my first love and probably not my last. But she might have been the one that is the most enchanting and more radiant than a star.

#short story #Short Romance Story #writing #creative writing #fiction #writers on tumblr

[sethkina]

lokal au rot idk (ID)

☆ jing yuan keknya jd semacam pejabat gitu lah. pejabat apa? g tau, pokonya pejabat.

~ blio tipe2 org yg santuy adem ayem, ngomong dengan dia rasany kek ngomong dgn bapak2 ngopi di dpn teras rumah (sebenarnya dia dh bapak2 jg si,,,40 an lah minimal)

~ yanqing dsini anak angkat jy, entah knp tapi jy jadi bapaknya gitu lah. tipikal nak esempe bandel setengah mati, tiap kali pulang sekolah langsung ngejar bapakny ke kantor, gamau dirumah sendirian. manja minta ampun, tapi krn udah gede jadi gengsi, tiap kli di peluk disayang bapaknya si bokem (bocah kematian) pura2 gasuka tapi klo sehari aj g di syg langsung merajuk

~ jy org ny penyayang pakek banget, boneka yq masa kecil aj masih di bersihin di rapiin seminggu sekali walaupun yq sendiri dah gamau mainan gitu lagi. yq sendiri di pipinya dicium di cubit2 gregetan tiap hari sebelum sebelum si bokem berangkat ke sekolah. kalo yq di sekul dn jy kebetulan cuti, yg jadi target kegemesan jy adlh kucing anggora ny yg udh sesepuh blio, namanya mimi. tiap hari kerjaannya nguwel nyubit nyiumin gangguin majikan ny yg satu ini, mimi yg udah hampir 10 thn punya babu modelan gitu cuman bisa menghela napas

~ jy klo nonton tipi berdiri sambil nyilang tangan di blkng bdn. pakek singlet dn sarung. "ihhhh pak, duduk coba, adek gabisa liat tipi !" "hmmm ? eh udah jam berapa ya ini ? pr nya udah dek ?" "BAPAKKKKKK"

~ kalo tidur ngorok nya bisa menggemparkan satu rt, batuknya melebihi itu

~ krn udah sepuh, blio sering mudah ngantuk, tapi skill dn otak ny gaada tumpulnya, malahan makin tua makin jitu tu org

~ he thinks that cat videos are peak humor,,,,yq pernah ngedapatin bapaknya ketawa berbahak2 ampe hilang napas eh ternyata lg nonton kucing oren berulah

~ suka nostalagia. ga asing kalo ngedapetin jy lagi ngelamun, biasanya sih tentang,,,,,,ya tau lah (^^;)

itu aj sih keknya bwat skrg, ntar kepikiran gw tambahin awikwok

#jing yuan rot ☆ #hsr ☆ #seth orgil ☆ #lokal au (ID) ☆

[emanuelstefancu]

Nostalagia is an answered plot hole.

#nostalgia