Self Conscious - Tumblr Posts

One thing I really hate about people, more specifically teenage girls my age bc that’s the bathroom I have to use, vaping and hanging out in the bathrooms all the damn time is how self conscious I get. Like there will just be a group of them, and I’ll walk in and immediately feel judged because they look at me like I’ve just burst down the door of one of their private bedrooms! And idrc if you vape, or just want to hangout, but it really sucks when I just want to use the toilet and these girls will stare at me the whole time until I’ve closed the stall door, and then stare at me as I wash my hands, and stare at me as I dry them and leave. I just feel so much more self conscious then I usually do

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Nobody takes me seriously

When I said I'm sad, they didn't believe me because I'm always laughing When I said I'm insecure, they shrug it off because I'm still acting bubbly when I said it When I said I'm tired, they laughed it off because I'm always seemed energetic When I said I'm depressed, they thought I was joking because I said it with a smile I gave up trying to tell people how I really feel And I decided to keep living with a fake smile, fake laugh, fake cheerfulness, fake hopefulness, and fake happiness

Sometimes I wish I could be me🍃

It all good dear, trust me I understand how about a Michael Myers, or Jason Voorhees or both IDC with a plus size reader that has problem with their weight?

(I promise this isn't a fetish I actually am a plus size person kinda I am above the weight I am supposed to be. It makes me stuggle with my weight cuz I drop it and get it back)

OFCC!! I'm also a plus size person that's struggling with weight too.. but I am so glad you have requested!

TW: Self conscious

(I don't think there's a lot of warnings on this request, but if there is please tell me!)

LIKES AND REBLOGS ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED!♥️

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Jason Voorhees:

Jason always comforts you during your hard times or when you are feeling down. For example, you struggle with your weight. Mirrors are things you sometimes don't want to look at yourself or when you are feeling confident you love to look at yourself in the mirror.

This time you are disgusted by what's in front of you in the mirror, yourself. Scanning at your own body, you didn't see Jason walk into your shared bedroom. He stood completely still at the door, and saw how you were poking at your belly and squishing your rolls, but your face shows disgust.

Jason loves who you are, he loves your fat tummy, your fat rolls, and your fat thighs! Everywhere on your body is so squishy, even your chubby cheeks! Jason then walked to you and hugged you from behind.

Jason looked at the mirror seeing you smile a little, but still a frown. He hated seeing you sad about your weight, which makes him sad that you aren't happy..

-'What's wrong?' (In sign language)

-"My weight is bothering me so much.. and how I look too."

-'Please don't be bothered by how you are, I love your body so much, my love. I love who you are. And I love you.'

You felt so happy that Jason is always there for you and right now you did needed that from him. You turned around and hugged him too.

-"I love you too Jason, and thank you for comforting me.."

Jason is so glad that he made you happy, so he decided to carry you to the bed to go to sleep. A squeak was heard from you, until Jason flopped both of you onto the bed, and it caused you to laugh.

Jason pulled the covers to you two and he snuggled into you, feeling how warm you are. You then massaged his head and a sigh came out of Jason. Did he also mention that your hands are the best at giving massages! Sleep eventually lures you both in for the night..

Michael Myers:

Michael is the type of person that doesn't care about anything. And he's mostly gone somewhere killing people and coming back covered in blood. Which pisses you off of how he's coming back into your clean home, now becoming messy.

But you weren't there telling him how he has to start mopping the floors of how dirty he is. He decided to search for you in the house, and there you were standing in front of the mirror in your own bedroom. Your own bedroom is your shared room, but Michael doesn't even sleep and he's always out there stalking and killing his victims.

Michael came up from behind you and poked you, which scared the living shit out of you.. Michael tilted his head, as a thing for what's wrong.

-"Okay first of all Michael, stop scaring me out of nowhere. Sorry, I'm just not feeling good right now."

Michael sometimes likes to scare you out of nowhere just for fun. This time it wasn't for fun he had to look at what's happening to you. Michael doesn't know how to comfort, but he likes to give you things that he makes. You are still feeling down so he leaves the room, and you are really confused with Michael these days.

You heard the bathroom door open and closed and the shower turned on. Which surprised you, because you have been telling him to do stuff to not make your house messy but it's still messy in some places in the house when he was finding you.

After he was done showering, he realized how dirty his coveralls were so he went to your room. With a towel around his waist and you saw Michael through the mirror.

-"Your underwear is in my closet on top of the shelf."

Michael's clothing is on top of the shelf, since you hate putting things up there for you to not reach. After looking into the mirror one last time you flipped it over and walked to your bed, and flopped onto it.

You pulled the covers and your plushies (since Michael isn't really there to cuddle with you at night when he's gone) ready to sleep and you saw Michael looking at you from the other side of the bed. He then went to bed with you and moved all your plushies aside (mostly throwing them on the ground..) and pulled you towards him.

You were really confused about what he was doing, but that doesn't matter. What matters is that he's here on the bed with you! You snuggled towards him, because your bed is always feeling cold without him. Also Michael hated your plushies, because you rather snuggle with toys instead of him.

Your eyes felt heavy and you looked into Michael's eyes and smiled.

-"I love you michael.. good night.."

Michael didn't know what to do, but instead he snuggled towards you too, and watched you sleep throughout the night. Michael looked at you and your body, he doesn't know why you don't like your own body.

He doesn't want to say it, but he loves every part of you from your fat arms, your fat tummy, literally everywhere on your body. He just doesn't know how to show comfort and affection, but he tries..

No one told me how annoying my voice is irl and now I’m really self conscious about it after hearing an echo of it in a discord call.

Imagine Your OTP

Person A is in front of theirs and Person B’s shared bathroom mirror looking at their physical insecurity/insecurities…

Person A: “Ugh, I don’t know how you could possibly ever stand to look at me.”

Person B: (leans to them, gives them a kiss on the cheek) “With every bit of love and admiration, my dear~”

Imagine Your OTP

Person C: (asking Person D while propping their head on their hands) “Would you still love me if I was a worm?”

Person D: “Of course I would!”

Person B looks over to Person A who is silent. 

Person B: “Well?”

Person A: “Well, what?”

Person B: “Aren’t you going to ask me if I would still love you if you were a worm?”

Person A: (lifts their head up to look at them with an blank stare and looks back down) “I already know it’s hard to love me as is, why would I ask if you would love me as a worm?”

Person B: (Hits their hands on the table, stands up and exclaims) “Because I would still love you as a worm or anything else!”

Causing Person A to stare wide eyed with shock “Really?” They ask and when Person B nods their face slowly softens to a warm expression.

Person A: “Thank you! I love you the very same.” (looks away as they confess with a hopeful look.)

Person B’s eyes sparkle and smiles brightly at them. They sit back into their seat and look at them with an enamoured look. “Good!”

STOP SAYING NICE GUYS FINISH LAST! YOU'VE GOT YOUR HEAD STUCK SO FAR UP YOUR ASS YOU CAN'T SEE THAT YOU'RE NOT ACTUALLY A NICE GUY!!

JUST CAUSE YOU'RE A "NICE GUY" DOESN'T MEAN WE WILL LIKE YOU, WANT TO DATE YOU, WANT TO HAVE SEX WITH YOU, OR SPEND THE REST OF OUR LIVES WITH YOU!!

HOW ABOUT YOU GET OVER YOURSELF AND STOP TRYING TO GUILT TRIP PEOPLE INTO DATING YOU BECAUSE THAT'S THE ONLY WAY SOMEONE WOULD DATE YOUR SORRY ASS!!

ALSO MAYBE STOP HAVING UNREALISTIC STANDARDS FOR PEOPLE!! YOU DON'T NEED TO DATE A TALL, SKINNY, BLONDE HAIRED, BLUE EYED MODEL TO BE HAPPY!! APPEARANCE ISN'T EVERYTHING!!

THANKS FOR BEING SUCH A "NICE GUY" AND MAKING ME FEEL LIKE NO ONE WOULD LOVE ME FOR ME BECAUSE I'M 5'4, AND HAVE RED HAIR AND BROWN/GREEN EYES!!

YOU'RE NOT A NICE GUY! NO ONE HAS TO COMMIT TO YOU! SO WHY DON'T YOU JUST STOP! OKAY!

why am I starting this blog?

hello, I’m C. - no of course it isn’t my name, but just call me C ‘cause I’ve always thought of me as a “C”. 

to answer my own question (lol) I’m starting a blog just because I need a place to write out what I feel, what I’m interested in ecc. - to sum up, I need a place for my stuff.

but why on tumblr? well, I’ve been on Tumblr since 2015 I think and I’ve never been truly using it. Yes, I found a lot of interesting stuff, thing I loved and thing I didn’t even know I could like but here we are. 

I think this world can give me more and I can give my contribution to it too: one thing I’ve been missing is the chat, the interaction with others - this long quarantine period we are still experiencing made me realize just how much I need others. we are not only selfmade but, as much as someone think of this a negative side, also made by the relation, the interaction with others.

“I’m a mikrokosmos made for sharing and learning from others.”

It's one thing being told you're ugly but it's something entirely different when you're told you're ugly even with make up.