#you have some groveling to do...

[good-soupmens]

Next time I see Aziraphale slander I think I'll just run you over

#in a flaming bentley #coffee theory people I see you but I might tie your shoes together #he needs to figure it out on his own but he WILL realize what he's done and apologize and I expect crowley would for his part #but I UNDERSTAND his actions which is why I'm tired of “grOveL and apologize” #DO apologize. but also crowley and aziraphale pull yourselves together and learn to communicate #aziraphale is doing that he believes is right AND metatron wouldn't have given him a choice #some people are stuck on “how will he even redeem himself??” he will #and ineffable husbands will be on a WHOLE different level learning from their mistakes #and saying what they never said #aziraphale apologist #good omens #ineffable husbands #good omens season 2 #crowley #aziraphale #good omens spoilers #aziracrow

[munamania]

i dont wanna be a dick and act like i have no responsibility in this but after a point dont u think if all you ever say to ur friend is Omg you never make it out why dont you ever come out with us you bail all the time youre such a flake etc. dont u think that person (me) is like. not gonna feel so inclined to. be there

#like. yeah i was bad last semester i get it. and probably i shouldve tried at least once or twice to push thru #but i was so exhausted. and every time they would bring up hanging out it was on my longest days #and when i casually brought this up they were just like Well we have long days too. Okay! #and i love and miss these friends and i know for the most part. or at least think. theyre just teasing #i hate being seen as the flake like any time i do have to be like Oh i cant make that or Shit im sorry i have to bail #i try to offer an alternative???? and they never compromise on that. how is that fair like im not just outright rejecting u all the time #not to mention most of the time last semester it was always gonna be somewhere super easy for them to get home and far from me #im not like constantly holding this against them btw but i feel like they're holding it against me and i dont have any more apologies in me #anyway. that said. if theyre somewhere really expensive and far from me tn and i get out of work early #i. probably will not make it. lol! if theyd be willing to come a little closer to my place to one of the dives or some shit thatd be great #and like im not doing much today until class and work so really like. i WILL try. but i think they could sometimes not go for the most #expensive and inconvenient option as well. and these r all things ill say if it becomes like a problem problem or smth #but rn im not gonna be a dickhead and shit on their plans #but also! ok whatever im not gonna keep going on i just feel shitty im not 100% better from being sick and im just frustrated #about having to fuckign grovel over and over and over. i meant it the first few times now im just like #u could try not to be an asshole to me for five seconds too. like. i am very clearly not someone trying to secretly stop being friends #w yall. things happen #abby talks #and maybe this is an esp sore spot bc like ive certainly had some of you bail on me or be flaky or whatever before. and i didnt throw #a fucking fit to your face about it. probably bc it actually did feel more mean spirited sometimes #OK im sorry im not trying to make my friends sound evil and its mostly just the one and like im working on forgiving her for it cause it #was years ago but also like christ!

[bookishfeylin]

Hmm. I didn't want to do this, but after receiving a lot of harassment here and on Ao3 I'm debating abandoning ACOHAS. It is just... not fun to go there and expect negativity all the time about THAT ONE THING so my internet experience would be much better by simply stopping with that one fic BUT it also is the fic of my heart and I have so many arcs I want to complete, so I have really mixed feelings on it :(

#most of the ire is over just that fanfic and not others because people arent capable of understanding that charaters can *gasp* have growth #and that *gasp* just because you write them thinking something doesnt mean their POV is correct actually #like tamlin is very much of a rhysand like mentality right now. 'what i did was bad BUT it was necessary' #and he still has a long journey though his mental health and healing is better. but SOME PEOPLE dont get that #ive hinted at it before but a major plot point of the ending is him groveling at feyres feet. and uh something else he he he #he ruined my ship and its cathartic for me to watch him grovel OK??? #but he still has a journey to GET there #same thing with nesta! and lucien! they need to have their own individual journey. ad i'll miss sanara and kya and cassie #but i just dont know if i can do it anymore #so i might abanon it BUT write like a summary of the second half of the fanfic because i feel so bad for my readers #which is the main reason why i havent abandoned it yet #but im just tired #bookish rambles

[lord-squiggletits]

I luckily haven't been subjected to this brand of fan with my own eyes in a while, but it's hilarious to me how many IDW Megatron fans there are that hate the shit out of IDW Optimus (or any Megatron/Optimus in general) especially when they themselves are MegOP shippers. Like they'll be like "errrrmmmm Optimus is a cop fuck him he's literally evil" babe your fave is a literal dictator and a colonizer who didn't even treat his own Decepticons respectfully but IDW OP being a cop is so unforgivable? Or are we selectively applying the standard of "this is bad IRL therefore any fictional character who is X is also bad"? Megatron said he was sorry and regrets what he did but I guess you didn't read the parts where Optimus was also sorry/had regrets for what he did so that means it doesn't exist?

That or they do some crazy ass mental gymnastics to be all like "oh uh ermmm Optimus is evil because he said something mean to someone and punched them [casually fails to mention or explain the context at all]" but then with Megatron they'll turn around and be like "here's how Megatron colonizing planets was actually just him doing what needed to be done to ensure the survival of his race, also when Megatron becomes an Autobot here's how the people on the Lost Light are actually oppressing him for telling him to stop being a fucking asshole" [paraphrased versions of takes I have seen with my literal own eyes]. Like idk I feel like it's only-reads-MTMTE syndrome striking again or something? People probably don't read enough about Optimus to know the context of what he did AND they're laboring under the MTMTE illusion that Megatron was only kind of a bastard but was really good at heart, so in combination they just decide to be absolutely unhinged and say shit that isn't remotely true? Idk

Like damn you people are weak and your takes are trash. If you're gonna defend or hate a character at least do so based on accurate information from canon instead of making up weak bullshit on how Optimus sneezing on someone by accident makes the Autobots evil incarnate and how Megatron doing unspeakable crimes was just a little oopsie/him doing what had to be done. Couldn't be me.

#squiggposting #negativity #i'm aware that i'm being an asshole but ive also had this conversation many times in private #with people pointing out this shit still happens lmao #like if youre normal about the fictional war criminals even if you dislike OP that's fine #this post is about people who. dont know what theyre talking about and make unfortunate justificstions #for their shitty opinions #i guess if this offends them i dont want them on my blog anyways lol #some ppl are just like truly unable to cope with the fact that they like an evil asshole #and they have to be like HERES HOW MY EVIL ASSHOLE WAS ACTUALLY THE GOOD GUY THE NARRATIVE TRIED TO SLANDER #if any other character is complex or morally gray or an asshole its fine #but everything bad about your precious megsy is wrong #and everything thats even a pinch of OP's fault makes him scum of the earth #again i see this even with ppl who ship MOP and i'm like. why are you even here #you hate OP so bad and think hes an idiot and want him to grovel for M's forgiveness #why do you even ship MOP. that's not MOP that's just you using #OP as an accessory who you barely care about to ship with your actual fave M

[capfalcon]

professors will say that they're "disability friendly" and then set hard deadlines with no late work, require mandatory attendance and also not be accessible outside of specific hours like babe. you're not disability friendly and also if someone has to ask you to grant them disability accomodations, they're not accessible.

#im so fuckin tired #of having to beg and grovel and be like #and make up all these excuses #when the truth is like #i forgot!!!!!! and theyll be like #no we cant accomodate that #as if it isnt a core tenet of my disability. #as if forgetfullness isnt a CORE part of what adhd is #oh and lack of focus. and motivation. gee those both seem like things that might affect schoolwork #and instead its like can i have some accomodations please. and theyre like sure! fill out these 5 forms and then we'll give u someone to #take notes for you #and its like i dont need a fucking note taker i need my professors to stop making it mandatory to go to every single class bc i will #not have the emotional or mental energy for that every single day #or! hey give me a grace period w my fuckin homework #and then neurotypicals will be like #'oh thats not a disability u just want to get out of doing work' my guy. shut up #like its just this fundamental misunderstanding of what disability accomodations are #and the inherent practice of needing to go through all these hoops is so. why.

[feline-evil]

Man i 'dread' the day my love of horror gets me some wack ass callout post written about me, because my instinctive need to be funny at all times WOULD kick in and i would be out here answering every "are you a cannibal irl 🤢" ask like 'YES and i think it is GOOD to do this and i am going to go out to the deli counter and BITE the people in line because i think Leatherface is REAL and MY FRIEND and he was RIGHT TO DO ALL THAT!'

the tumblr girlies would tear me APART (which is inherently problematic of them, dismemberment is NOT cool guys :( )

#jay talkin #sorry for being sooooo sexy and able to understand that liking horror doesnt mean i commit atrocities #im a texas chainsaw and the terror enjoyer. what can i say! #no to be real though to be honest and true #i try NOT to focus too much on what if i got called out for liking horror or being queer in a way far too online teens deem is wrong #but it does sometimes cross my mind that those weird fuckin chuds could try it #and GENUINELY. if i get some fake ass dumb callout abt liking horror or cannibalism posting i WILL lean into it bc it is funny asf #like what am i gonna do? grovel for forgiveness? no! if you think liking tcm makes me a bad person i dont want you around me lmao #but no yeah. i used to be in a community where i KNOW this wld happen bc someone did try and turn my friends on me via fake callout once #but i dont hang out there now and i have cool friends so i am safe to cannibalpost yippie yahoo!! #It Is Still Funny To Think About Though #also hi if yr this far in the tags. HASHTAG LEATHERFACE WAS RIGHT TO DO ALL THAT!!!!! BUBBA SWEEP!!!!!

[hua-fei-hua]

as soon as it's summer and i'm medicated again i NEED to write a series of essays covering my experiences switching from the broader social sphere of fandom which predominantly ships m/f ships to the social sphere of fandom which predominantly ships m/m, because i feel like a lot of what we say about the other social sphere is simultaneously true and false at the same time, and i've literally never seen anyone talk about it ever

#the m/m shipping sphere is different from the f/f shipping sphere but both are honestly like lowkey disdained by the m/f sphere #well okay the f/f sphere is lowkey disdained while the m/m sphere is like highkey disdained #but at the same time It Is True that the m/f shippers can get pretty bullied by people pushing their m/m ships!!!! #so it's like a historical beef; esp when considering the fact that a lot of the times our tastes in ships can be pretty informed #by the ships our friends/fan community members are getting into in regards to new canons #i wouldn't be surprised if it was common for some nebulous hypothetical concept of an m/m shipper to be like #'oh yeah in this us v. them argument the 'us' is ofc us gay people [m/m and f/f shippers together]' #but i do think it is worth drawing a distinction btwn the m/m shipping spheres n the f/f shipping spheres #many m/m shippers like f/f ships passively; i don't see a lot of f/f shippers get super actively engaged in m/m pairs even on the side #as a result their results on ao3 feel more likely to have a significant % of genuine slush #like in my experience looking through m/m ship tags it's full of slush (referring to fic that's just not to my tastes or poorly written) #but for the most part if a ship is tagged it at least plays a role or shows up in a fic #but if i'm looking for a f/f ship on ao3 god fucking heaven help me; i have to filter so hard it cuts out >50% of the results #and when looking for m/f ships back in the day it was usually shit like 'one-sided' or 'past' or just incredibly minor passing mentions #like complain all you want abt having to go through a massive slush pile of an ao3 tag listing for an m/m ship #but at least we don't have to literally just come together as a community to make an ao3 collection #just to have a repository of fics that are just ABOUT the pairing tagged w/o being forced to grovel through slush like that #like not even 'these are the best fics for this pairing' just 'these are the fics for this pairing' #also. my hot take. is that a lot of the times people who ship *exclusively* m/f ships Are being kinda homophobic to the m/m shippers #like at the very least the way they talk abt the ships or argue with the shippers sounds like it draws on homophobic rhetoric #like the m/f shippers themselves are not necessarily homophobic people. but. like. it's nuanced. there are trends. i have many thoughts #(meanwhile the gen social sphere exists beyond most of my own experiences but god do i feel bad for them when searching through ao3) #also like. this should go w/o saying. but i'm not trying to categorize individual people into 'belonging' to any one specific sphere #but we as people just generally have our fave spots to hang out n those spots have distinctive traits n flavors #n while we're in there commonalities in the people chilling there start to emerge #if we go to a different spot bc we like being there then different things will be had in common #we're looking at strength of overlap here; not individuals #花話 #anyway obviously i have many many thoughts on this subject. this is bc it fascinates me greatly bc i don't see it talked abt #bc for the most part you don't really see people into m/m who used to really like m/f ships the way i did

[lampregistration3000]

god i love health insurance in this country

#would love it if it did literally anything #got to love the news that it won't cover anything at all for me in this surgery! #anyway i can still afford it and im still happy about it but like finances are so tight for me rn lmao. #its like. part of the reason ive been waiting so long for this is the pride and knowledge that i should not have to pay anything for #medical care under a just and correct system and having to set my standards aside and grovel for the fucking. necessary and life saving #stuff i need to not feel horrible and disgusting and ugly every day of my life is debasing and dehumanizing #to sum it u #i'm just really frustrated rn. #its so hard to like... go get help or do anything for myself in the first place ever because like. every single time i try to do anything i #get slapped with the harshest penalties known to mankind #you could argue that i could have tried to find a different doctor or whatever but i need my hand held through everything and i still think #that this one was the proper and correct choice based on that #anyway. i have the lump sum. i dunno if i should try to finance it to make myself not feel like i have no money or what. #maybe ill try to open comissions or something but idk if i even have time for that #like im still going to send them the request to reimburse me for my fucking medical bills anyway and i know theyre not going to because #fuck you. but still. id like a letter saying 'fuck you vintage go die and give me 10 grand' instead of just trusting some schmuck over the #phone about it. lmao. #im so tired. i need a break. #between this and work i think its killing me. #im hopeful my blood pressure isnt going to be too high for clearence lmao i am so fuckign worried about that because if it is then like. #nothing ive done at all to prepare for it has mattered at all #i need to be unemployed i am so tired of working for a living i just want to crawl in a hole and sleep for forever

[official-hawknose]

i think my favorite character I’ve written into my Courts is Rime, a cat that died and came back, and later would joke that they just couldn’t bear to leave their life partner, Opal

truthfully they DID die, of sickness, a mixture of starvation and dehydration, sickness sapping away any strength to eat or drink, making it impossible to keep anything down. He died, for a full night he was dead, and the next morning was awake again

There’s no nine lives system in my Courts, Leaders dont get any extra lives, if they die, they’re dead. And the funny thing is, Rime is part of a cult that worships death and its cycle in life. Cats are ceremoniously eaten by their group-mates, with both consent from the deceased and their closest family member. If their family member refuses, the cat is buried instead.

My favorite thing is detailing the changes that happened to Rime after coming back.

Rime basically dies and comes back very, very different. Personality wise, they’re the same. But he doesn’t have a scent anymore, no eyeshine, he rarely has to eat or drink water. A workaround, and a fav design note to him, is that Opal, his life partner, helps the insecurity of not having a scent(or at least, only having a faint scent of death) by tying a mixture of heather and lavender into his fur.

More context: Opal and Rime have been life partners for longer than they’ve been in the cult together. They met while young, and the bond between them was solidified when Opal picked a fight with a cat way bigger than both of them. Rime immediately threw himself in between them, and defended her. They got two scars on the bridge of their nose, between their eyes, for the trouble, and both of them ended up hightailing it out of there to avoid getting hurt more.

The relationship between them is currently the only one in my Courts - it's completely platonic, they’re dedicated life partners, call each other mates occasionally, and while Opal is pregnant, her kits aren’t Rime’s and Rime’s intention is only to help her raise the kits and act as an uncle rather than a parent. They’re both dedicated to each other and closely bonded. Opal and Rime’s designs are some of my favorites, alongside Puffin and Finch, two others in the cult, though Finch was born into it and Puffin was adopted as a kit.

the cult is one of my favorite aspects of the Court’s universe, the characters are some of my favorites and I absolutely adore them

#hickoryrambles #birth of an echo #hickorys ocs #im electing to ignore that ive written posts abt Rime and the cult multiple times and then never posted them #i actually have SO much writing and LORE to the courts that i!!! havent posted!!!!!!! #literally anywhere!!!! #and i hate it!!!!!! #theres cats i love in it and LORE i love but i just havent!!! #i feel obligated to have art of these cats but i dont have full designs yet i just have small doodles and half hearted family trees #someone pls ask for more i beg #hands and knees im fucking begging #groveling if you will #some of the designs ive done are my favorites nad i need to make full designs soon. #i do actually have proper designs for like. one cat? #and a phone doodle of Finch

[spiltcandycoatedpunkblood]

I know I've been ranting about the watcher and try guys stuff a lot, but seriously, this shit is such a problem with double standards for people of colour. you expect better from them whilst white people do the most generic shit or even copy them and get hailed for doing absolutely fantastically. it's like people of colour don't matter to you. it's always more conditional for them. the point is, they both do similar things, and there's fake outrage about capitalism and poverty until a white creator does the same and then you're invested in it.

it's a fucking problem and I'm sick to death of seeing this happen CONSTANTLY.

#watcher effectively grovelled and understood what was happening #and they still get looked down upon #the try guys basically stepped on their friends whilst they dealt with vile harassment #and they were like 'well WE wouldn't do the same to you!!!' #so badly trying to look like the good guys in every situation they're in #'we're not like OTHER people!!!' #vent #racism tw #rant #the try guys #watcher #people of colour really having to fend for themselves because you won't do shit because you think they deserve it #like what the fuck do you want them to do to make you happy?? #there's no pleasing some people

[ravenwolfie97]

i just got very heated all of a sudden

so an announcement just came out about a youtuber retiring from their content, and won't be making videos nearly as frequently and some fan on twitter was like "SAY SIKE RIGHT NOW THAT CONTENT IS MY COMFORT SHOW WHAT WILL I DO WITHOUT IT" and i'm just like. god. how entitled are you

like i'm not going to devalue one's interest or commitment to a piece of media. if that particular thing brings you comfort or even saved you from a dark place, that's fantastic. no issues there

what really pisses me off is seeing someone retire from a content-creating career spanning over a decade long to prioritize their health and their family and going "but what about me? why are you not producing the thing i love anymore?" like what the FUCK that's a fucking human being you're talking about, not a machine

i really hate the kinds of people who have this insane attachment to creatives and their work where the content is the only thing that matters to them and if they don't get more they'll die, but like why don't you care about the creator as a person? why do you only view them as a factory to make a thing you just so happen to like? obviously they made those things in order for them to be enjoyed by others, but the whining of a handful of fanatics is not going to stop them from slowing down or ceasing creation entirely, because as meaningful as it is that they have fans that enjoy their work, it's still the creator's choice whether or not to continue their creations. they are only human. we can only do so much. and out of a sea of subscribers, You in particular are not going to change their mind

#i just really hate the way people either idolize and/or commodify artists and creatives #i have been in the same space as people who do awesome work for tv and games and their own creative works #and yes admittedly for a while i did have the rose-tinted glasses on #but i never forgot that they were People. every time we would try to hang out in voice chat other fans would clamor for their attention #and they just kind of resigned to the fact that every call would turn into a QnA and like. that always made me so disappointed and sad #creatives are people first and content creators second. their work is not equal to their worth and value as a person. they're human too #and just. ugh it makes me mad. the internet has done irreparable damage to etiquette and politeness and any semblance of manners #so many people feel so goddamn entitled to things now. it's really infuriating #ALSO addendum to the main post: #if the show is such comfort to you... literally just go back and rewatch older episodes? #it's not like it's being wiped off the face of the earth #you just won't be getting new content #you can still have those nice experiences but you don't have to grovel at the guy's feet to make your funny little show some more

[munamania]

i mean it’s just kinda crazy cause. and forgive me if i sound somewhat spoiled here but. this trip im doing to take more credits and get experience and make connections etc is obviously expensive and i talked abt it with my parents. a lot before trying to do it. and somehow my dad didn’t understand that yk we would have to pay for it. ??? and is putting me in this spot of ‘figuring out what we’re gonna do about it’ and it’s like dude. i mean i’m going i paid for my fucking flights you know i’m. regardless i’ll be there. and i make $10/hr i have not been able to work consistently and when you don’t have thousands and thousands of dollars just sitting there accumulating more interest it doesn’t fucking last. like what exactly do you want me to say? i’ll drain all my accounts and give what little i have to you? tldr my main point here is the only way this man truly shows any kind of affection is through money and since he fucked me up im glad to take advantage of that lol like why wouldn’t i. so to have it thrown back in my face is just um an awful feeling. like im not even worth this to you. this is just too much. it truly does feel like someone put a number on love and im just not up there

#it’s not like we ever took trips or vacations or had super nice things or even. you know. like fucking furniture #and to be clear even when he does help me out with stuff it’s held over my head so it’s truly not even a good way of showing. love. #if you want to say that. like of course i’m grateful that i haven’t had to struggle to make ends meet in the way many people do because i #have his money and i’m not trying to pretend i don’t but like. i’ve also had fucking anxiety attacks thinking about spending money and #basically how much i would owe him for my whole life. like how do i buy myself out of obligation here. #and i never could rn i don’t have Money money #but he truly pulls the same shit he does on my mom like ‘well where does it all go???’ #dad. i don’t have piles of money sitting around. oh i made 2000 at my summer job? wowzers incredible that goes so fucking fast #when i’ve had to pay to break my lease and something else for school and bills and groceries #and yeah ok let’s not pretend i don’t sometimes go out with people. and everything’s so expensive now. but even so i have a heart attack #any time i spend more than like 20 dollars so. i usually don’t. #it’s just sooo… 😵‍💫 like. damn yeah i do wish i had parents that just Took Care of things and i didn’t have to worry. but it’s like. i do ta #money from him and then i’m just expected to grovel forever and ever #which is why i do need to be more financially independent from him i literally can’t wait for that day i need to make actual money at some #point but i am just not someone who can work full time and go to school and the only way i qualify for my scholarships is if i go full time #and graduate on time so. here we are 👍 #abby talks #aaaaand post. lmfao

[insanechayne]

~ ~ ~

#all I wanted was to love you and care for you #I’ve never met a man who was offended that someone wanted them in some way and yet here you are #for all the problems you have in your personal life you think you’d just be happy that someone wants to show you affection in any way #but you’d rather be miserable and ‘better’ and halfway hate your life than just accept this #I’ll never understand someone who willingly chooses to be/stay unhappy especially when better options are available #I’ll never understand why you would show me so much passion just to give me a cold shoulder #you say it has nothing to do with me but disregard the fact that you treated me like trash to throw away when you were done with me #you say I didn’t do anything wrong while also saying everything I do makes you uncomfortable #you act like we never had a history that still haunts us both #and what’s going to happen when you need that passion again? #are you going to find another anxious vulnerable girl to use and manipulate? #are you going to fuck up someone else and ruin another life? #if you’ve done this before and then repeated that then you’ll just end up doing it again one day #you’re just another lesson I’ve had to learn and I’m tired of being taught #for someone I thought was my savior you sure make me do a lot of labor #but hey I’m always fucking up anyway right? so I’ve always gotta apologize for something #have to grovel at your feet lest you say I’m hurting and insulting and pushing you #have to let you control this whole relationship and just be glad you give me something lest you walk away #I hope one of these days you realize who I was and what I gave you and how you fucked me up #I hope you understand the damage you’ve done and the wreckage you’ve left in your wake #and I hope someone does to you what you’ve done to me so you’ll finally get to hurt the way I do #personal

[a-b-riddle]

Part 2

Can't stop thinking about reader finally cutting them loose.

For three days there was nothing but radio silence. In those three days you had told yourself that it was a grace period. Time for Simon to cool off and realize how much of a bastard he was for saying all those things he obviously didn't mean. Johnny coming back over with a bouquet of flowers and endless apologies and cuddles.

Simon didn't apologize for his harsh words.

Johnny didn't call you later, as promised.

For three days you jumped at every single notification, silently hoping it was one of them. Any of them.

But it wasn't.

And you, unfortunately, got the answer to the question you had been asking yourself for months.

Did they still want this?

The answer was clear.

You didn't let their unofficial dismissal get to you. You still had shit to do. A life to get on to. A book signing to go to.

Jesus.

A book signing. A book you wrote. A book that was being published and released the day of the expo. You weren't expecting a huge line because this was your debut novel, but with the help of some ARC readers who had took to social media, there had been a bit of a storm brewing.

You had listened to John when he had mentioned writing under an alias. Don't know how crazy people are out there. They'd do anything to get close to you, Dove. Just better to protect yourself where you can. You almost hated yourself for listening to him now. Now you would just have to keep writing under your pen name.

You were getting ready to close up shop early when your phone finally pinged.

Kyle.

Fuck.

Of course it was Kyle. The one who hadn't treated you like you were constantly bothering him. Not the one who made you feel guilty for agreeing to your arrangement. Nor was he the one who fucked you and left you. No. He was just the one who just wasn't there.

Maybe that was just as bad.

What are you up to today?

That was it. Almost two weeks of radio silence and that's all he had to say? It just added more evidence that you were making the right call in ending this now. It had already carried on for too long.

You had two things on your to-do list and you wouldn't let Kyle's sudden reappearance deter you.

E-mail the publisher back.

Change the locks.

You didn't have the strength to face them again. If they groveled, it would be too easy to take them back. One against four wasn't much of a fair fight. And if they didn't care to fight for you... you don't know if you could survive it. Coming face-to-face with the proof that it didn't bother them to give you up even though it was killing you.

No. Cutting it off completely was the best thing to do.

So you didn't respond.

You left Kyle's text unanswered as you e-mailed the publisher back that everything was set for your flight on tomorrow morning. You would spend Thursday adjusting to the time difference and Friday you would rest up before the expo this weekend. She assured you that you would need to rest up your writing hand. Whatever that means.

You left Kyle read as you closed up shop several hours earlier than usual. You needed to drop off the bank deposit before you started on task number two.

You didn't bothering responding to Johnny when he had texted you when you were leaving the hardware store, purchase in hand. Asking if you were free Friday. Promising dinner. 'In or out. Your choice.'

It was almost second nature when you got home to pull up your phone. Ready to text one of them to see which one of them could come over and help.

Fixing a leaky sink? Nothing Johnny hasn't seen before. Need help moving furniture? John won't mind when you change your several times on what should go where. Kyle would always come in with take out the moment you mentioned you were hungry and whenever you felt like going for a walk when it was a bit too late in the evening, Simon was the first to volunteer as your personal guard dog.

But asking them to come and change the very lock you planned on using to keep them out seemed... counter productive, if not downright petty.

You were almost done with the lock when your phone sounded off. Only this time it wasn't a text. Someone was calling you.

You almost faltered when John's name came on your screen.

Fuck.

That almost got you.

You almost answered it.

Almost.

You clicked on the 'Sorry, I can't talk right now. Options, before finishing up your work.

And just like that, you were done. No help needed. You had changed the lock. Even adding on a deadbolt. Replacing the flimsy chain Simon had taunted you about. If someone wanted to get in here, that wouldn't stop them.

Well, now you didn't need to hear it anymore.

Not that you would really hear it again...

Your flight was in twelve hours. Although that seemed an ample amount of time you hadn't even begun to pack. You had luckily narrowed your outfits down, but now was the task of folding it nicely into your suitcase rather than just stuffing it in there.

On my way. We need to talk.

It was too late for talking. Three days too late. Several months too late.

The last message sent was four weeks ago. A new Thai place had opened up close to your apartment that you were wanting to try. All of them had given you excuses.

Not my taste, Dove.

Cannae do it tonight. Next weekend? Next weekend didn't happen either.

I can do tomorrow. Kyle ended up bailing. You forget the excuse he used.

Simon hadn't even bothered to reply.

The final nail in the coffin of your relationship. Almost two years wasted with nothing, but a broken heart to show for it. And the worst part is, they had all chipped away at your heart, leaving you to deal with the final blow that would shatter it.

Im sorry. I can’t do this with you anymore. wish you all the best.

Your fingers made quick work in blocking their numbers. It was best. If they wanted to reach you, they couldn't. On the other side of the coin, if they didn't care to reply, you wouldn't spend countless hours crying over the fact that none of them had been affected the same way you had.

You would deal with getting them their belongings that they had left behind another time. You had big things, great things happening for you. You were cutting your loses. You were cutting them loose.

You just hoped you didn’t regret it.

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[yanderenightmare]

TW: yandere, classism, degradation, possessiveness, obsessiveness, blackmail

gn reader - feminine clothing (jewelry: earrings, necklace)

Thinking about your rich boyfriend…

Rich boyfriend – who buys you clothes and jewelry every time you have a date, even when you tell him you feel bad receiving them all – that you have nowhere to wear such nice things – that a simple date is really more than enough. 

Rich boyfriend – who ignores you with a smile and shake of his head, asking you how you expect him to stop when you’re just the absolute cutest? Looking at him with those moon-big eyes, humble crinkle between your brows, and your lip tucked nervously between your teeth to keep from gawking. 

Rich boyfriend – who orders for you at all the restaurants he takes you to because he knows you’ve never been anywhere like it. Looking so adorably lost in your seat, flushed when staring at the menu written in a language you can’t read – knowing even if you could, you still wouldn't know what any of it meant. You’re so, so, so precious – eyes peeled like you’re a pet who’s just been allowed at the table for the first time.

Rich boyfriend – who plays four instruments, speaks five languages, went to an Ivy League institution, and will inherit his entire family’s business being the spoiled only child that he is.

Rich boyfriend – who just loves the messy household you grew up in – loves how you and your siblings interact with each other, looking like a bundle of pups all crammed in the same cage at a pet store – how your childhood bedroom is the size of his closet – filled with all sorts of trinkets you’ve kept growing up – stuff that would usually wind up in the trash at his house – polaroids of you as a teenager, past boyfriends in kissing booths, prom pictures, concert tickets, and old rusty friendship lockets. 

It’s all so… He scoffs. The word for it escapes him.

Suppose he doesn’t quite recognize the pricelessness of sentimental value as opposed to something actually sellable – but he finds it cute that you do. 

Though, it bothers him to some degree as well… that you would value an old pair of earrings gifted you by your grandmother instead of the actual antique diamond pair he’d procured for you. After all, one was a real historic piece worth a fortune a Russian duchess had snuck into England during the war, and the other was old junk made by a noname jeweler.

Rich boyfriend – who chokes on his spit when you sit him down and tell him you want to break up – who thinks he’s misheard – that you’re joking, playing some uncultured game he’s never been exposed to, some ill-taste past-time only poor people do to escape their bitter reality. 

But you’re not joking… 

You’re breaking up with him…You.. You… broke trash of worker-class scum… you’re breaking up with him?

You give him back all his gifts in a cardboard box – telling him you’re grateful but that you truly don’t have any use for such things – that you think your worlds are too different to coincide. 

Of course, you refrain from telling him you think he’s a classist snob. You have a feeling it would have gone completely over his head if you’d tried anyway, so there really was no point to it.

Rich ex-boyfriend – who’s never been told no in his entire life…

Rich ex-boyfriend – who buys your street and plans on scrapping it to make brand new mansions in a project he dubs “cleaning up the slums” – evicting and putting you and your entire family out of the home you’d spent your entire life growing up in.

Rich ex-boyfriend – who thinks you’re crawling back to him when you schedule an appointment at his office – who thinks you’re going to come in with bleary wet eyes and grovel like the lowly peasant you are – let him save you from poverty and homelessness, make you his charity case – his pretty diamond in the rough who’s never quite able to wash all the coal off.

Rich ex-boyfriend – who trashes that same office when you leave after having given him the address to the pawnshop you sold the one pearl necklace you’d kept as a token of your relationship – telling him he should feel free to go down there and get it back – that you’re using the money to buy a better house and you just wanted to come and thank him for that. 

Of course, you wanted to slap him too – spit on his tie or maybe just take a piss on his desk – but you left it at that.

Rich ex-boyfriend – whose next move is to buy your family business, who hires a private eye to dig up dirt on you and all your family, burying you in fines from age-old petty crimes, gets you kicked from your scholarship.

Rich ex-boyfriend – who goes to that pawnshop and reports the pearl necklace as a stolen item and has the police arrest you. Spinning a story about how he thought you were this humble sweet thing, only for you to rob him behind his back.

Rich ex-boyfriend – who comes to visit you in the custody suite where you sit cooped up with all the other wretched mutts on the cold concrete floors – scolding you for making him come down to a dirty police precinct, for having him breathe the same air as all the lowlives held up there.

Rich ex-boyfriend – who tells you he’ll make it all go away.

He’ll drop the charges, let your family keep their house – or buy them an even better one, whichever you prefer – he’ll even promote your family business and pay for all your siblings' education – he’ll give you everything. 

Anything you want, it’s yours.

But he owns you.

BNHA – Bakugou, Shoto, Dabi, Hawks, Overhaul

JJK – Sukuna, Gojo, Naoya

HQ – Oikawa, Sakusa, Miya twins

BLLK – Reo, Rin

HxH – Illumi

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[losersiren]

𝓨𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓛𝓸𝓻𝓭

"𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝑜𝒽, 𝒾𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝑔𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓂𝑒 𝓈𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝒶 𝓅𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓈𝓊𝓇𝑒.” CW: Fem reader (she/her), possessiveness, suggestive Note: This is my first time writing something like this and posting it...go easy on me o(>< )o

The chandlers decorated the ceiling above the spacious ballroom, giving a gentle glow to the people filling said ballroom. The social season has just started to blossom, giving men and women room to court each other if one is blessed with the opportunity for such an experience. Catching the eye of a reliable suitor is quite troublesome– most of the men here do not fit any of your requirements, and if they did, they would suddenly be caught in a scandal of sorts, causing them to be an outcast. Not a good look on you or your family name.

You idly toy with the fan in your hand, your gaze sweeping over the sea of faces in the room. The task at hand feels insurmountable, and finding a suitable suitor in this town is daunting. Perhaps, you muse, debuting late was a misstep, a decision that now seems to mock you. You could always become a spinster…and ruin your reputation and lineage because you choose such an idiotic choice… regrettably it may be the easier option. 

“Pray tell why you’re glued to this corner as if you’re some wallflower,” A witty baritone voice whispers in your ear, the hairs of your neck standing upright while a cold shiver runs down your spine.

The sense of familiarity washes over you, and the resentment still lingers from years ago makes its way forward. The Earl’s son, your childhood close friend, who left you without a word after he said he’d be there for you.

What a bastard

“Have you ever heard of personal space? Or have you forgotten the amount of lectures your mother ingrained into your head on etiquette when you were just a brat?” You bite back with venom coating every word you spit out. You place your fan on your left ear.

”Ah, I see.” He steps back and gives you space. “You’ve become cold-hearted towards me since my departure overseas. I was only gone for a mere moment.” He switches his position from behind you to in front of you. He takes up your whole vision, his maturity, more evident now since the last time you saw him as a juvenile boy. It's been a few years, hasn't it? Yet he still has his teasing nature; no boarding school or amount of lectures can take that away from him. He bows a little lower than he should, his right hand to the opposite shoulder and his left arm behind his back. He looks up at you with those oh-so-regretful grey eyes. “I wholeheartedly apologize for departing overseas in such an impulsive matter without even notifying you in any way. I should’ve sent you letters and a hoard of messenger doves to accompany you”. “But I did not, and for that, my Lady, I've made a significant sin in your eyes– I do not deserve your forgiveness, but oh, if you could grant me such a pleasure.”

His voice is as quiet and soft as a starving mouse stealing food from a kitchen, careful for only your ears to pick up his pleas for forgiveness. Just as though you were a goddess punishing him, which he should be reprimanded tenfold in his eyes, who was he to abandon you without a trace? Though the situation before was entirely out of his hands, he didn’t want to go to that goddamned private school that was away from you; he fought tooth and nail not to go. Every house servant had to push and hold him down because he kept fighting; even his family members were victims of his wrath. His father, The Earl, still has fading scars from that night years ago.

He should’ve fought harder for you.

People around you start noticing; who wouldn’t? One of the most prestigious Earls of this country’s only son is bowing dishonourably low, borderline grovelling like a peasant caught stealing a measly loaf of bread. You feel eyes turning onto you, women whispering between their fans to one another, wondering in what predicament the next-in-line Earl would be for him to be embarrassingly bowing to a one-of-a-mill daughter of a viscount—a rank lower than him and a woman at that; your fan placement is not making it look better. Immediately change the position of your fan from your left ear to twirling it in your left hand, hoping he understands the situation he has put not only him but you in.

 He only smiles in return. “Stand straight; You look like a fool.” You hiss, “Do I have your forgiveness, Darling?” a scoff escapes your mouth. “That is either here or there! Be proper. Others are watching.” That doesnt deter him, nor does he care about them. “So my apology wasn't sufficient? Since you are thinking about everyone else but me.” More eyes make their way onto the pair of you, and whispers grow with the exchange of gossip. “You’re acting like a child-” He cuts you off. “Shall I go on my knees for you? I mean, I wouldn’t mind, but preferably, I would love to be in a more…secluded environment.” A smirk graces his lips at the thought. “Or shall I kiss your feet-” 

“You are a soon-to-be- Earl! Has that school taught you nothing? God, you’ve become more insufferable, I swear.” Your face feels warmer now, and embarrassment takes over you from his childish yet sincere teasing.

The young lord’s eyes fixated on you, on your lips, how your dress accentuates your already perfect self, your hands, oh, how he wishes to feel them against his. The years it's been since he saw you, he could listen to you scold him for hours on end; it doesn’t matter what you are saying. Just hearing your voice is enough. God knows it's been too long since he’s been deprived of you. He thanks his past self for sabotaging whatever male decided to even think of courting you. Though he was far away, his social standing never changed.

The lord decided by the second month he was away from you to pay his old servants to send him as much information as possible on the vermins that would try to nestle their way into your life. He would…No, he has ruined anyone who wanted to get in between you two. And he’ll keep it that way. You’ve stolen his heart since meeting him as a lad.

“So you wish for me to kneel? As you wish.” He starts to kneel; gasps can be heard. But you stop him, holding his shoulders upright; his eyes widen as you touch him.

You’re so close

“I forgive you…I forgive you…”

“I forgive you, Ambrose…”

Oh…

His name on your tongue….

His mind blanks. Has he gone to heaven? Oh, you sweet angel, you have him wrapped around your finger. And he wouldn’t want it any other way.

His smile is blinding as he stands and looks down at you.

“Then now that's settled…May I have the honour of a dance with yours truly?”

.." Or shall I beg more?"

End Notes: Fun fact (not really): I based most of this post on The Regency era, and that includes fan language! That is why I described the readers' actions with it. Placing the fan on your left ear means "I wish to get rid of you." Twirling the fan with your left hand means "We are watched." Thought that would be something fun to add (^.^)

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