Experience Tumblr like never before
me getting a normal amount of angry that I have to play as f!Byleth to s support Dimitri
I was reading these like “haha funny” but then I saw the art and I Get it Now.
idk what this game is but i need to do unspeakable things to him
to care for something is a delicate thing
to cultivate, to put a part of you into a vessel outside yourself with no guarantee of success
like chipping a piece of your heart that you might not get back
it's a gamble
but you take that risk because you always hope that what you feel, so may someone else for you
a singular attention
but people bite
and you don’t know if you’ll ever get it back
and what if you gave more than you realized
and when they’re gone, you look down and all that’s left is blackness
blindfolded in a ribcage, entombed by a heart that doesn't beat for you
by lungs that don’t breathe for you
by lips that don’t lust for you
and you are shunned and quiet and can only say, oh, okay
and give no sign of your smile chipping away, that skipped beat and the cold creep of dread
and give no sign of the disappointment, lest you look closer and know its because you had the audacity to have expectations
and give no sign of the hurt, lest you find yourself realizing it meant something
to be vulnerable is to be peeled open, raw and turbulent, strapped to a table with a knife hovering over you and a trembling hand against it
it's the pulse in your neck as something unknown grazes your skin
the flex of tendons desperate to recognize what’s beneath them,
the lump in your throat that never seems to go away
it’s the hope that the contact was lips and not teeth
and some say the risk is worth it for the chance of love
but this year it is a brittle winter
and the truth is so warm within me,
to the point where i may set ablaze
and nobody will know why my body was charred from the inside out
GODDAMN I'm bored. Here's a small doodle I did a few days ago