Oh the fucking horrible feeling of making up with someone and knowing all their flaws now, having completely analyzed and judged them for weeks, only to go crawling back the second they apologize.
And then the sweet pain of knowing it was your fault, while the arguments against them still stand, but you know it was your fault and you deserve every bad thing that happens.
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Baked with love, doomed for compost :’(
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You’ve grown into someone who would have protected you as a child. And that is the most powerful move you made.
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Rest in peace, Matthew Perry. Thank you for Friends, Chandler Bing, and the never-ending source of comfort humor.
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Rest in peace Jellie, sweetest and grumpiest of cats, namer of this blog, and a little bit of joy in all our lives. Seventeen years is a long life for a cat, but no span of years is ever long enough for a friend. I know the hearts of everybody in the fandom is with Scar and his family today, and we will remember her in every Minecraft world where she lives on.
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Jason Todd will cockblock himself if he thinks you can’t give 100% informed consent.
A few too many drinks at a gala and you’re drunkenly trying to make out with your gorgeous boyfriend. He’ll stop kissing you once he can taste the champagne on your lips, notices the glassy sheen to your eyes. Jason folds your roaming hands back into your lap and makes you promise to be good. He’ll take you home early and get some water into you before tucking you into bed. He’ll go so far as to sleep on the couch, door open to the bedroom so he can hear if you need him.
Jason remembers what Catherine looked like, coming off of a high and not remembering what day it was. The fear in her eyes and the shake in her voice when she asked if anyone else had been in the apartment.
Jason remembers the early days after the pit. When he’d wake up after blacking out in rage and not remember what his body had done. Seeing the blood on his skin and not knowing where it came from.
Jason never wants you to wake up with that same fearful not knowing. So he’ll sleep on the couch and make sure you’re safe. In the morning he’ll cook you breakfast and kiss you silly. But you’re going to have a talk, the two of you, once you’re sober enough to have a real conversation. Establish boundaries and plan consent for if you do want to fool around if one of you is impaired, or how you want to handle it if you don’t. But it’s not tomorrow yet, and Jason’s tired. He can sleep soundly though, knowing that nothing’s going to happen to you.
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