#childchood | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

ewesimmie · 1 year

Text

Barbie Magic of Pegasus

380 notes · View notes

chocolatemagicalgirl · 2 years

Text

#girls #friendship #webcomic #adventures #web comic #orginal comics #football girls #footbal #childchood #poland in 90's #90s #vintage 90s

0 notes

myasshurtsbruh · 5 months

Text

okay but justin timberlake is kinda

#i understand why he was my childchood crush #singing about this saxyback shit #and senorita

7 notes · View notes

backmygirlhood · 1 year

Text

new url 💫

#is this good for my childchood trauma? probably not #but in honor of wcs gaining 108% on spotify

2 notes · View notes

ramenwithbroccoli · 2 years

Text

My parents: "we're selling the piano."

Me, who haven't touched it since I was 12 years old & forced to play it:

#Listen I despised it because I was forced to play some classic music and had no time for my other hobbies #But now that I'm old enough and ready to come back they're selling it beacause it takes up too much place #I wish I could re-learn it but I feel like it's too late #All the music I could play!#And weather I liked it or not #Playing piano was big part of my childchood #I just hope I will be abke to buy one myself if I ever move somewhere #Rip piano #My first instrument

0 notes

hackerqueen · 7 months

Text

nobody but us

a/n : a very short one shot, sweet and sad I would say?

"You're in the wind, I'm in the water

Nobody's son, nobody's daughter"

Heavy breaths mingled one with the other when the couple sank onto the mattress completely without strength. They were short and uneven, dissolving into the darkness of the dingy motel room where they were now hiding.

Not a second passed, and Jake, still half unconscious and drunk from their previous pleasure, turned so that he was lying on his stomach, his head on her naked breasts. There was nothing vulgar about it anymore. They were completely naked, the rough skin of his cheek rubbing against the softness of her chest as he calmed his shaky breathing and listened to her accelerated heartbeat, which was his favorite lullaby.

Her heart squeezed violently at how he snuggled into her body. How his raven-black hair and warm breath tickled her exposed cleavage. At that moment, he did not resemble the man he had been just a few moments ago. Back then he always had to have everything under control, which he was obsessed with. He pounded into her with his whole body, his movements, kisses or strong grips were not sweet or gentle. They were lustful, wild and raw.

Now, however, he was none other than a lost boy who lacked another person. Her presence. Her touch. Tender whispers.

When it was usually he who kept her safe now she felt the roles were reversed. He was lying on top of her, so vulnerable after they had once again managed to escape the police and FBI. Now he wasn't the evil and dangerous hack that everyone had warned her about. He was not a person she had ever feared in any way. Yet when she chose him, everyone turned on her. But something about him made her feel a little more alive and a far less lost. Even though she only had him left.

Feeling that this time she must be the one to make him feel safe, she brushed her fingertips against his cheek and combed through his hair. Gently, as if he was the most precious treasure she just held in her hands.

He was.

When he felt her fingers, he flinched. He had not been touched with such gentleness since his childchood. He was no stranger to woman and had felt their hands on all parts of his body, but her touch made him feel like he belonged some place.

Just as she had written him a few months earlier even though he didn't believe it at the time - his place was by her side. For better or for worse. The MC had seen his worst side, all the atrocities he had done to save his freedom and his life, but she was still by his side nonetheless. She did not leave him. Throughout his life, he knew well the meaning of only one word - leaving. Everyone was leaving. After a while, even he did. So why not her?

He looked at her, and she looked like an angel. An angel that God had sent to save him. He didn't deserve her. He knew it so well, but her love was addictive. She returned his gaze, and his lips quivered.

– I love you. – he whispered, searching her eyes. He looked very pale, scared and even a little hopeful.

His heart melted and a flock of butterflies appeared in his stomach as he saw her eyes light up with sparks of ordinary human happiness. He knew then that God had sent her for him, so that the light of her eyes would illuminate his darkness, which sometimes seemed to overpower him.

"Love is a curse" he heard a demonic whisper in the back of his head that belonged to his past.

And now I was drowning in it.

They looked deeply into each other's eyes, tired of people, the world and all the other things that had failed them so much. They were just two demaged people, trying to heal each other with love.

He found her in every breath of air that made life possible, while she saw his reflection in every sheet of water she came across.

For apart from each other, they had no one else.

#duskwood jake #duskwood fandom #duskwood jake x mc #jake duskwood #duskwood game #duskwood #everbyte duskwood #duskwood mc #duskwood fanfiction #duskwood everbyte

118 notes · View notes

ichtios · 3 months

Text

20.01.2024

Todays exposure. I decided to leave my comfort zone which is inside the borders of my district (Ursynów, souther part of Warsaw). In my worst times I couldn't even travel within it's borders without panicking. In my better times I would just panic the second I crossed the border.

Today it was quite allright. Haven't been here in a long time. Something changed inside of me, because instead of falling into fear and panic I just fall straight into tears. It is interesting and I wonder if this is some kind of releasing emotions from my childhood. As I child I felt a lot of fear, anxiety, etc. but I don't remember crying. My therapist said I froze those emotions because they were to overwhelming for me as a child. It feels like they come back now whenever I trigger myself.

When I was little, and even in my late childchood, I was afraid of traveling and being in a strange place alone. I never went to summer camps etc like other children. I was too scared to be without my mom. I was very dependant on her. I feel like now, when I'm alone, a little further from home, in these strange places, I feel the anxiety of this little girl. It is some kind of child-like emotion, like - imagine yourself getting lost on the mall or in a strange city, when you lost the sight of your parents. Can you imagine this anxiety? I think it is the same.

But now instead of getting anxious as I would as a child, I go straight into crying. Naturally. I don't know what to think about it but at least it is SOME kind of change...maybe for good.

#poland #photography #warsaw #diary #exposure therapy #anxiety attack #anxiety disorder #therapy #emotions #winter #snow #cityscape

27 notes · View notes

rosaniruby · 7 months

Text

I've just read a few people say victor has daddy issues because he's so desperate to blame someone other than himself and even turns against his loving parent and like... victor hate aside that's actually such a cruel thing to say?? Hearing those stuff I think more and more how people treat victims in real life. No one wants to have 'daddy issues' for their own benefit, because there are no benefits and this is no one's choice.

Just because when you look at the parent and think 'hmm they're so supportive' doesn't mean they don't have terrible flaws, they were like this in the past or abuse isn't happening beneath it.

Like the situation with Alphonse calling his interests 'sad trash'.

You look at victor and him 'ungratefully' mentioning how his father's response wasn't ideal and it could partly be his fault he made the creature, even tho he's been telling us himself, right from the start, how perfect and ideal his parents are!! How dare he!! ; instead of looking at victor and see him understandably, as a human, as a child, feeling overlooked, and sometimes having his feelings diminished and beside that still trying to convince us how his parents were 'perfect!!' and 'never did anything wrong!!' while also showing us they did.

The one moment when he admitted his dad wasn't perfect and yet, at the very same time, kept telling us he WAS perfect. Then which is it? And why Victor words are contradictory?

Because he is an unreliable narrator while we can only know this story through his feelings or even only through what he wants to tell.

The reason why there are two correlating views isn't because he wants to blame him instead of himself like duh for the entirety of the novel he praises him. If he wanted to blame his father for his creation and everything he would have perfect circumstances for it - there not being anyone to deny his claims to Walton and having no actual proof for anything.

It is because even he sometimes couldn't deny he felt hurt.

Victims in real life can talk overly idealistically about their parents, and, even when they mention how they hurt them people think 'it wasn’t as bad as others', when victims say their parents were controlling it's 'at least they paid you attention and clearly did it out of love' when rich kids say their parents were neglectful it's 'well, at least you got everything you wanted and they spoiled you!'

And that is an incredibly cruel thing to say. No one wants to be abused or have bad feelings regarding their parents. That's just not the case. It’s okay to admit when the parent isn't perfect. People, fathers, mothers, do make mistakes. The world won't fall apart if you admit it instead of denying other's feelings.

And so, even if it's just a fiction it makes me feel so uneasy because it shows society's attitude and unawarness.

Everyone always asks the question how the hell Victor Frankenstein turned out like this if he had such a idealistic childchood😱. (Which isn't bad per se, it is supposed to make you wonder.)

And then abandon the thought instead of thinking hmm yeah maybe a person who learned to healthily manage their emotions wouldn't do the things he's done.

#why did it turn out this long #i was supposed to do my homework...#also #i'm not denying victor's father loved him #but most parent who traumatize their children love them in some way as well thats why its so hard #victor frankenstein #frankenstein or the modern prometheus #mary shelly's frankenstein #frankenstein #frankenstein the modern prometheus #the modern prometheus #gothic literature #goth lit #gothic lit #classic literature #classic lit #alphonse frankenstein #me defending victor

14 notes · View notes

margolovescoffeeandbooks · 7 months

Text

percy turned 18 in august and i'm 18 in a few months. it feels like we went through these years together side by side and now we're both in exactly the same place. and when the show comes out, i'll be able to come back to that time when he was a little kid and through that also come back to my own childchood. do you understand how HUGE that is?

#percy jackson

8 notes · View notes

vanta-nev00 · 7 months

Text

some star wars oc rambling for tonight!! - alyx

i really wanted to work on my new oc alyx (nyx earlier, i changed her name recently) and her latest updates, but of course school, work and personal stuff devour all of my free time for drawing lately. that's why i decided to write down some backstory ideas and fun facts i got during these last few days instead. enjoy :))

alyx is an albino!! that's why she can't (and hates to) stay in the sun for too long. she rarely visits sunny planets, but when she really needs to, she wears white, covering, yet thin clothes.

she also has polycoria in her left eye (two pupils on one eyeball), which is her biggest insecurity, that's why she keeps it covered by a bandaid and her thick bangs.

as a child, she was trained for a jedi in a complete secret in an abandoned ilum temple, until she was taken by a snowtrooper batalion during their hunt for her master

since then she was trained for the first order assassin, meant to be sent for anyone unwanted entering the planet

the trainings were in fact inhumane, forcing alyx not only to often overwork herself, but also stay in the cold and even complete darknedd for long hours. such treatmeant not only affected her physical health, but also ruined her mentally.

the harsh climate heavily damaged her nostrils, causing her to get severe nosebleeds while staying outside for too long.

in her early-adult years, the effects of childchood trauma surfaced, causing ptsd and strong anger issues, often let out by alyx on others.

woah, did i promise funfacts? haha gottem! none of my ocs are safe from the unspeakable trauma >:))

still, i'm so glad i was able to finally write it down, all nice and clear. hopefully soon i'll be able to draw some more of alyx (maybe even with kylo? *wink wonk), but for now that's all i can offer you about her

and maybe some doodles i made in class, that too

(i should be asleep long time ago, but this post in my drafts wouldn't let me sleep in peace)

#star wars #star wars oc #sw #oc #original character #oc lore #doodle #art dump #vantas-alyx

4 notes · View notes

ewesimmie · 1 year

Text

Swan lake 🦢

319 notes · View notes

measuredmotion · 11 months

Note

Blooming tea, matcha and teapot for the tea asks! <3

Thank you, August ☺️🩷

blooming tea - favourite flowers: peonies, tulips but white 🤍

matcha - favourite books: childchood ones PJ and HP but in general I like Orwell’s writing, and also Heather Morris’ 💙🫶

teapot - music preference: obvs Taylor but I really like indie rock bands and i’m a bit crazy about film scores, so alexander desplat, max richter and so on 🥰

#tisthedamnseasns #tea ask #💖💖💖

4 notes · View notes

akaijisatsu · 5 months

Text

And maybe someone, someday will tell you that you look like your favorite childchood cartoon character.

Maybe someone will try to recommend you your favorite song.

Maybe someone will guess your favorite color on the first try.

Maybe someone will pick up on that specific phrase you use.

Maybe someone will notice a little part of you that you treasure and you will think about it for the rest of your week.

And maybe someone will know you by a glance.

#a girl told me that I look like Will E. Coyote in September #it’s almost December #I felt understood #poetry?#amatour poetry

1 note · View note

muscosus · 11 months

Text

omg a childchood friend girl is asking for my number! her we go!!! 77355509- aOh shoot wait i forgot im gay

#the bear #roro.txt

1 note · View note

whoistrash · 1 year

Text

Get Free by Major Lazer hits so weird rn and it's not about Stanford Filbrick Pines, PhD.

Okay, it is about Stanford Filbrick Pines, PhD.

I had known Get Free since I was, like, 10. It's without a doubt one of my favorite childhood songs. Now that I know what it's about (as a 10-year-old Pole, I wasn't so sure), I might like it even more. But. I hadn't heard this song in 5 years or so, and I suddenly remembered it yesterday, so, obviously, I had to play it. Oof.

Heading downstream till the levee gives in

And my dreams are wearin' thin

All I need's relief

I need I need some sympathy

It has the strongest Portal Ford vibe I've ever felt. The second the first beats started playing, I was already imagining Ford running around the multiverse, extremely lonely and determined to take Bill down. Slowly getting old, growing more and more bitter, but always thinking about home. Remembering his hopes, and dreams, and goals. His childchood. Family. Former best friend. All of this feels like a joke now.

Look at me

I Just can't believe

What they've done to me

We could never get free

I just wanna be

I just wanna dream

Ford wandering through foreign badlands. Fighting deadly creatures. Stealing at a bazaar. Treating his injuries. Looking at the stars and dreaming.

Comin' down, feelin' like a battery hen

Waves won't break till the tide comes in

What will I do in the sunrise

What will I do without my dreams?

Ford freezing to death in an alley. Making friends with an alien bum. Barely escaping a group of bounty hunters. Killing a creature. Looking at himself in the water and seeing yellow eyes. Writing in a journal.

I can't get this idea out of my head. I wish I had some art skills to turn it into a comic or even a music video, but eh. No artistic talent here. Anyway, this song is a Portal Ford Song for me now, and I guess nothing can change that.

#gravity falls #stanford pines #ford pines #ford pines song #get free #portal ford #ford pines portal adventure #bittersweet #journal 3 #it's definetly not the most fitting song for ford but it has the vibe i just can't ignore now #Spotify

2 notes · View notes

sometimesilikeeatingrawcorn · 1 year

Note

THE LITTLE FREAK. MINECRAFT SNOW GOLUM.

OH YOURE TALKING ABOUT SNOQ

YEAH WELL, HIS WHOLE THING IS THAT HES A LITTLE FREAK THAT WAS MADE ON A SNOW FARM, IT BARELY MANAGED TO ESCAPE BEFORE THE WHOLE THING WENT DOWN.

IT...DOESNT REMEMBER ANYTHING ABOUT IT, SINCE KT WAS VERY LITTLE WHEN IT ESCAPED AND ITS OWN MIND BLOCKED ALL THE MEMORIES FROM THAT TIME

ONCE IT ESCAPED IT MET ITS MOM WHOS A CRIMINAL AND FINALLY GOT TO HAVE THE CHILDCHOOD ANY CHILD SHOULD HAVE, THAT. KIND OF GAVE IT SOME ENEMIES.

ITS A CRIMINAL AND IT WILL DO PUPPY EYES AT YOU JUST TO STEAL YOUR WALLET

2 notes · View notes