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Blessing vs Lesson
Thousands of people enter our lives. Most just passing by, some just acquaintances in certain scenarios. Others making some kind of an impact or influencing your life to some degree. It bewilders me how one person can just enter your life from stage left and just sweep you off your feet. On the other hand, some people who you thought were so much more and impacted your life are sadly just a learning lesson. Everyone who comes into your life and makes any kind of difference are either a blessing or lesson. I've had my experiences where someone who was once a significant part of my life is now not even in it. For a long time I thought he was a blessing.. ultimately though after reflecting on the past and healing I realized it was quite the opposite. I learned several lessons from him, such as healthy boundaries. Self love. Self respect. Knowing what qualities I truly want out of my partner. I've always been optimistic about love. Love is SO powerful and I believe with my entire heart if you're in love (both ways) you can make it through anything. Something many people do not understand is that there is a major difference when loving someone vs being IN love with someone. It took me a very long time to really decipher the difference.. but having that understanding was what led me to realizing no matter what I did, we weren't gonna work. I could give it my all but he was not in love with me. Due to that simple fact it was a uphill battle I was never going to win. Though I consider him and that experience a valuable lesson in my love life, I consider it a blessing as well. If things didn't go the way they did.. I would never have met you. You.. take the breath away from me. You make my worst days okay, and the good days seem like a dream come true. You make me smile, internally with my heart too. You're so sweet and understanding. You make me feel safe, and most importantly you make me feel loved. We haven't gotten to that point where we say I love you.. but that doesn't mean the feeling isn't there. Due to social standards and me not wanting to scare you away I definitely am not saying it yet, I'll be patient for you. Being the first one to say "I love you" is scary to a degree. The timing of it is difficult cause you don't necessarily know where your partner is at with their feelings. I had a conversation with a close friend and I had asked her when she thinks it's the right time to tell someone you love them. She said something that really stuck out to me: Regardless of whether or not you say "I love you" you are still feeling it. The only thing that changed is now you are trying not to say it simply due to the fear of scaring them away. The moment I realized I loved you was when I was having negative/anxious feelings about us (due to past trauma coming up) and I brought my feelings to you and expressed the fear/anxiety I had. The way you reassured me spoke VOLUMES. It touched my heart, I felt so seen, so understood and so loved. I have never once experienced the kind of reassurance/love you gave to me right then and there. Your conviction did not once waiver.. you did something that someone who I had been involved with for years could not accomplish even once. Maybe cause he didn't have the level of care you possess, I don't know. However, what I do know is that this is the kind of love I have been YEARNING for, for so damn long. I will literally do anything to protect it and keep our relationship beautiful. I have cut off close to 10 people because they disrespected the relationship we're building. The past can remain in the past, however if someone flirts with me AFTER I tell them I am with someone, or in another instance try to sneakily get with me KNOWING I am in a relationship is absolutely disgusting to me. You are worth fighting for; I'll cut anyone off who doesn't serve us without a second thought. Real friends wouldn't be disrespectful like that. I'll cherish you for the rest of my life for as long as I live. I will continue to love you and your beautiful soul in the afterlife as well. You are my blessing.
Steven G. Norfleet and Terrell Carter Beauty in Black 1.05 "Unraveling Threads"
I have … a tip.
If you’re writing something that involves an aspect of life that you have not experienced, you obviously have to do research on it. You have to find other examples of it in order to accurately incorporate it into your story realistically.
But don’t just look at professional write ups. Don’t stop at wikepedia or webMD. Look up first person accounts.
I wrote a fic once where a character has frequent seizures. Naturally, I was all over the wikipedia page for seizures, the related pages, other medical websites, etc.
But I also looked at Yahoo asks where people where asking more obscure questions, sometimes asked by people who were experiencing seizures, sometimes answered by people who have had seizures.
I looked to YouTube. Found a few individual videos of people detailing how their seizures usually played out. So found a few channels that were mostly dedicated to displaying the daily habits of someone who was epileptic.
I looked at blogs and articles written by people who have had seizures regularly for as long as they can remember. But I also read the frantic posts from people who were newly diagnosed or had only had one and were worried about another.
When I wrote that fic, I got a comment from someone saying that I had touched upon aspects of movement disorders that they had never seen portrayed in media and that they had found representation in my art that they just never had before. And I think it’s because of the details. The little things.
The wiki page for seizures tells you the technicalities of it all, the terminology. It tells you what can cause them and what the symptoms are. It tells you how to deal with them, how to prevent them.
But it doesn’t tell you how some people with seizures are wary of holding sharp objects or hot liquids. It doesn’t tell you how epileptics feel when they’ve just found out that they’re prone to fits. It doesn’t tell you how their friends and family react to the news.
This applies to any and all writing. And any and all subjects. Disabilities. Sexualities. Ethnicities. Cultures. Professions. Hobbies. Traumas. If you haven’t experienced something first hand, talk to people that have. Listen to people that have. Don’t stop at the scholarly sources. They don’t always have all that you need.
I … LOVE reading the replies and tags for this post! I’m happy that, out of all my posts, this is the one that’s blown up so quickly.
I love the people who are a part of a minority, that are gushing about their favorite fics or books that seem to have done this and offer proper representation.
I love the people who are bringing up the toxic mindset that is very popular on tumblr, the “you can’t write about it if you haven’t lived it” ideology that makes writers feel guilty for providing representation.
I especially love the people who are mentioning how they should start doing this. I love the people who are probably young or inexperienced writers that are seeing this and thinking of doing this for the first time. I love that there are people who read this and then think to better their writing because of it.

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Someone pointed out that the font on the government’s letter about the quarantine looked familiar, and now I can’t stop thinking about it.
If I may add, from a viral Facebook post:
What’s it like to feel like your significant other cares about you as much if not more than you? I feel like just another person in his life sometimes, with some added benefits maybe :(
Imagine feeling so insecure everytime your boyfriend approaches his friends without you by his side he has to literally point you out to them, and then you think “Oh, he’s only pointing me out to let them know I’m here so they don’t do anything like touchy, or dance on him” yeah.. I hate my life sometimes. I hate my insecurities within my relationship.. I just hate my lack of self esteem and confidence overall within my relationship. Probably just a mental battle with myself really
Sucks when you can’t go to anyone and you’re stuck dealing with it in your own head.

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THIS IS SENDING ME JFJFJDJF
This is definitely one of the harder days 😔 idk how I am gonna hold up 😭😭
She’s trying so hard not to laugh 😭
1. Yellow hijab as blonde hair
2. No voice but you hear it
3. The handle struggle
4. Hijab & Shoulders
“The axe forgets, but the tree remembers.”

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Imagine the struggle of being a Vers and dating a top. 🙄😓
I love you
I love you with all of my heart. I love you so much and you will never truly understand the extent of my love. When there were people who disagreed with my choice, I defended your name. I believed in you. When things were making me overthink, I still reminded myself that you care. I would do anything in my power to be there for you. If I sense something is off, I’m the biggest nag you’ll ever have to try and get you to talk. If you seem like you’re down, I’ll offer my shoulder to lean and cry on. My ears are there to listen to you. I’m there to offer my all to you. I notice you, and how you are. Through thick and thin, you got me. Even if I’m feeling a bit upset, you still got me. I can put any little shit to the side just for you. I’d move a building just for you, I love you. I just wish you loved me the same way too.
I tend to care harder than majority of people.. most people don’t match the amount of care I have for them. And I hurt internally, I don’t always show or say it though. I’ll still laugh, smile, and make jokes. They only know if they catch me when I don’t think anyone is around, when I’m quiet, to myself and in my head where no one else can see me. Yet through all of the hell I go through, even if you’re the one who hurt me, I still love you unconditionally. I still care about you, I hope you’re doing okay. I hope the nights aren’t too hard for you. I want to get up and come over, make sure you’re okay. And then leave. I’ll still be hurt because you don’t love me the same way, but I’m also content if you’re feeling better. I will put my problems aside for you, simply because I love you. And I take on someone else’s problems before my own. Especially yours. I put others before me, I can’t help it. I love so much. I just hope someone out there will appreciate it sooner than later.