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lobotomyladylives · 5 days
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I think bpd is a bullshit stigmatizing label thrown at women to pathologize what is very obviously a response to prolonged childhood trauma and would be better labeled as C-PTSD. that being said my god I am bpd as fuck
#my sister just snapped at me bc i said i dont want to do a ton of physical labor for the job she signed me up for which apparently does i#in fact involve a lot of it. and her being mad for even that moment sent me spiraling so badly & i had the reaction i often do where#i start hating both her & myself terribly & want to isolate forever#i think she hates her new job & is taking it out on me but it doesnt matter bc i cant handle being yelled at#and the fact thst it took me till adulthood to realize thats bc i associate it with my father is crazy. yeah its just the cptsd like#everything else. and whats nutso is how i continue to think my trauma Wasnt Bad Enough for ptsd .#just bc he didnt beat the shit out of or molest me i feel like i dont even have a right to be this fucked up#not that it was only him. being bullied at school really did not help. i guess now that i think about it the problem is that until#i was a teenager i literally did not feel emotionally secure anywhere. home or school. always the ticking of a bomb in the bg#the inevitable moment my dad blew up over nothing or i overheard my peers talking about what a freak i was#i dont know why it still hurts to think about. im so far removed from it my life now couldnt be more different#well thats the stupid fucking thing about childhood isnt it. those are your very first experiences with the world & other ppl#i do know my view of romantic relationships was irrevocably poisoned by my parents & that is never going to be undone. so cool
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lord-shitbox · 1 year
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ok maybe im literally insane
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arielleslipgloss · 1 month
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i feel like i am less important than other ppl. oe that i dont matter , inferior something like that :(
Hii doll!! Tysm for asking me this 💗
Let’s Talk Self Worth!!
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”I just take a book with me everywhere. It’s a habit.” - Rory Gilmore
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Why do you feel this way? Well, the root cause is most likely your surroundings. Those around you, social media, and maybe yourself? Maybe others make you feel unimportant? Maybe social media is telling you others are more important? Or maybe your just always judging yourself? If not, take a moment to think of when you started to feel this way. Then, why you started to feel this way. You can journal this in a notebook or your notes app. Now, describe the wave of emotions you get when feeling this way. Let it all out, it’s ok. Lastly, think of how you can heal from this!
2. Mentality!! Let’s say you get bullied, harsh things are said to you I would believe. The people bullying or saying mean things to you, say you’re “unimportant.” Then those words go to your mind and you start to believe them. Next thing you know more negative words are said. So, your brain continues to believe them as if their affirmations. Your brain now doesn’t even have a say in what you think about yourself. Why? Well, because now you only live by your bullies words. What your bully thinks of you, is how you think of yourself. Now, do you really want to live your life like that? I would hope the answer is no. Ok, so you need to work on becoming secure in yourself. So secure in yourself that when someone says something about you. Guess what, YOU DON’T CARE. You need to start living by your words (and Jesus’s) instead. For example, you like your hair and someone else doesn’t? So what! You go rock that hair of yours cause you like it!!!
3. Stop Comparing Yourself!! Not everything you see and hear is real. Not everyone tells the truth. Plus, what’s the point in comparing yourself to someone your whole life? There is none. What there is, is your older self disappointed thinking back to you now. Not only your older self, your younger self too. They wouldn’t want to see you comparing yourself. I would hope, your present self doesn’t want to be comparing yourself too. In my opinion, comparing yourself is a waste of youth. You spend your whole day, week, month, year, life wasting youth. It’s pointless because it really doesn’t get you anywhere. It just continues to make you more insecure. Therefore, remove what you can that makes you compare yourself. A little example would be deleting social media! If you can remove it from your life, do it.
4. Stop Punishing Yourself!! In other words, stop being so hard on yourself. Just because you got a bad grade isn’t an excuse. Just because you did something “embarrassing” isn’t an excuse. In fact, there is no excuse for punishing yourself. Be nice to yourself instead. You deserve so so sooo much love from yourself. For that reason, give all of that love to yourself. Leave that mistake in the past. Learn to embrace your mistake too. It’s ok, you’ll be ok.
5. You’re Only Human!! If there is one thing I want you to remember from this blog. It’s that you are only human. You can’t be “perfect” and you can’t be happy all the time. Your feelings and struggles are important. We all deal with a bunch of things everyday. It’s in our nature to feel this way at times. Maybe you feel this way more than others, and thats ok. You are only human. Maybe you act different than others, and thats ok. You are only human. Maybe you hate your life, and thats ok. You’re only human. Maybe you can’t do things others can, and thats ok. You’re only human. Maybe you struggle with healing, and thats ok. You are only human. You are only human, imperfectly perfect. You can really only choose to love yourself and have fun. Oh, and remember that you’re only human.
Love you so much dolls!! Remember God loves you and stay pretty 💋🎀
“If you’re gonna let one stupid prick ruin your life, you’re not the girl I thought you were.” - Holland Taylor/Professor Stromwell (Legally Blonde)
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Im not really sure if I am or not so I'm going here.
WIBTA for forcing someone to give me closure?
Hi, I (22NB) have a crush on a guy I'll call C (21M). I've had feelings for him for a very long time even though we don't know each other that well. I was tired of not knowing him and only seeing him every once in a while, so on his birthday (the only day I was sure I could see him).
I told him I liked him, but I didn't know him well, so I was interested in getting to know him better over time. I also understood that we were both busy with college and work, so we might not spend a lot of time together this semester.
He reacted vaguely receptive to my confession. He was nice about it and told me he also wanted to get to know me better.
A few months later and the ambiguity is killing me. He never said he returned or didn't return these feelings, and I don't really understand hints or implied language unless they're obvious. I know I should move on at this point, but I'm stubborn, and the nature of the ambiguity leads me to believe that there might be something more in the future.
What I really need is a direct yes or no, but I'm afraid it'll ruin our friendship. And I'm afraid to let go of our friendship but I really can't ignore these anxious what if's.
The breaking point for me is that today we hung out with his friends, and they started talking about relationships, and he said he'd like to find someone one day. I didn't make eye contact and became quieter afterward. I really dont know what to think, and all I did was feel angry and depressed.
Later, I told him I wanted to talk privately at a later date, but we have not had this talk yet because I don't know what to say and I feel stupid for wanting to say it.
I feel like he doesn't care about my feelings and just wanted to keep being friends by not telling me directly what he felt.
I feel like I'm being an asshole because I am forcing my mental well-being on him for closure and potentially throwing away our friendship because of some feelings I can't tamper down or ignore.
I feel like I'm being a weird, desperate incel but I also feel like he's trying to avoid a conversation with me. He never talks to me first, and even though he is nice to me and kind, I just feel like I don't matter to him at all.
Would I be the asshole for forcing this from him? I feel like the only person who'd really benefit is me. If I am rejected, I can accept that, and if I am not, then I can feel a little more secure with where I stand with him.
If he rejects me, he might lose me as a friend (because I will want time away from him to process it). I can't forsee him returning my feelings because if he wanted to be with me, we would have already been working our to that together by now. Am I just impatient? WIBTA for doing this?
What are these acronyms?
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nat-ter · 3 months
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SuperBat fic idea: Identity Reveal. Misunderstanding. The case of twisting facts to suit theories instead of theories to suit facts, (in the words of Sherlock Holmes). Or how the JL assume before they have all the data.
Everyone knows Superman and Batman are dating. It's so obvious that the other League members don't even question it or ask the two about it. The two heroes are always together, joined at the hips. If you asked Supes where Batman is, he always has an answer: "At the monitor room", "In Gotham", "Outside of the States dealing with his own case", "Making us coffee in the cafeteria". And, when Green Lantern asks Batsy how Supes is doing after he got injured by Luthor's latest invention, Batman gives a curt "Resting at home. Getting better". The others are convinced the two knew each other's identity and are probably living together. And they always talk about "The Diner" too— where they agree to meet after every league's meeting, so that's probably where they go on dates, right? And then there's The Banter during missions which is really a thinly veiled bad flirting and inside jokes, the matter of sitting so close together during monitor duty, the weird silent communication that they do by staring into each other's eyes for minutes on end, the Old Married Couple Argument during meetings that Superman always seem to lose, and when the others tease them about the "mommy and daddy" thing, they dont even bat an eye. Seriously, it's so obvious that they're dating that everyone just knows.
Except the two heroes themselves. They don't even know that they don't know. The League members don't even know that they don't know. The two heroes don't even know that everyone thinks they're dating.
Clark always knows where Batman is because he can recognise Batman's heartbeat halfway across the globe although he does his best not to invade his friend's privacy. Bruce knows Superman is resting up because he's given access to the Fortress' security and he always gets the notification when Superman is using the sunbed there, not that he always check for it— only when Superman is injured during a fight. "The Diner" is merely an abandoned diner in Gotham where no one goes and Superman and Batman has used as a rendezvou to talk about cases and missions and Batman's many, many, "Rao, B, I don't think i can even remember all these" plans. The Banter is just that. Banter between two heroes who don't know they're in love. The Argument is about two stubborn men who can't come to an understanding without getting into a row first. The silent communication is just Superman perfecting his book on "How to Read the Bat's Micro Expressions". The closeness is an outcome of two idiots who still think they will lose the other one if they actually pour their hearts out and instead decide to accept the friendship they have because they're bad at feelings and self sacrificing and are really, really bad at communication.
Everything comes to a head when the League decides that that they've trusted each other to have one another's back long enough to share their identities and Superman and Batman are looking at each other like they've seen the other hero for the first time.
"Wait, you didn't know each other's identify?!" The Flash realises, his eyes wide and honestly he looks thoroughly ruffled by the news.
"HOW CAN YOU TWO DATE AND LIVE TOGETHER WITHOUT REVEALING YOUR IDENTITIES?!?!" Green Latern stands up so fast he knocks his chair down.
"What!" Superman squeaks.
"What." Batman scowls and Holy mother of Jesus H. Christ Mary, Jesus and Joseph, that scowl does not belong on Bruce Wayne's face.
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moonlit-imagines · 2 months
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Robin and the Stray (Part 1)
Dick Grayson x reader
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a/n: you already know this is based off of an oc and you already know im gonna write it like its just your average y/n. i dont even know if yall hate this or not but TOO BAD (im kidding please start paying attention to this blog again i long for the days i mattered)
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Gotham City, all the way back when you were kids. Didn’t feel like it, though. Not when you two were up all night off on adventures—more like missions—and occasionally crossing paths. Batman and Robin weren’t too fond of you and Catwoman giving them headaches from time to time with your heists and all that fun stuff. But sooner or later they cracked and started letting you two off the hook.
The flirting was just playful at first, a literal get-out-of-jail free card, if you will. But somewhere down the line, you started to mean it. You liked your time spent with Robin, and every once in a while you’d even let him catch you.
Nights that you and Selina split up, the Bat and the Bird had to do the same. That’d when you got him alone. And after a while, you’d just end up on a random rooftop teasing him in some silly, flustering way. A cute comment here and there to let him know you were still interested. Jumping across rooftops and crawling up fire escapes to keep him on his toes while you talked. Although you were still strangers out of these costumes, you still managed to drop a little personal detail every once in a while to bond. Part of you worried if he was only letting you escape to trick you into some false sense of security, lately you’ve been returning stolen goods to him just to see him again.
And night after night there were new encounters, only in these you weren’t really doing anything wrong. Just pouncing around and watching the city, almost like you were on patrol. You could tell him you were just watching over Gotham while he was elsewhere.
It was funny how awkward he was at first when you met. But it’d been some months since the Cats got out of the bag, and Selina was starting to warm up to Batman, too. It was kind of cute. Robin seemed so much more confident talking to you nowadays, he flirted back and laughed with you and pretended you got away when Batman asked where you went (oh, and Catwoman also got away!).
There was one particular night that you’ll never forget. This one night where you’d just snuck out to be in the city, secretly hoping Robin was out, too. All suited up in your catlike garb roaming the streets and rooftops of Gotham, and hours went by without a sighting of your special guy. You sat at the ledge of a rooftop overlooking Downtown Gotham—a bit too close to GCPD, but maybe that was where you needed to be.
It wasn’t long before Robin saw a figure concerningly close to the edge of a high building, and he could just barely make out those cat ears on your head. He awkwardly split off from Batman, who warned him not to do anything stupid. They had just put away a D-list villian and, let’s face it, they’re the most annoying ones to deal with and Batman now had to wash ketchup and mustard out of the crevices of his armor.
Robin met you up top, cheeks warming when he saw your immediate smile when you turned around, he gave you the same one. “Do you want to get a pizza?” He asked you with a shrug and a tilt of his head. You furrowed your brows just barely. “I guess not?”
“I mean—sure. But you want to go now? Like, dressed like this?” You sort of giggled, leaning into the idea just a little.
“Why not?” Robin asked you, eyes gleaming with just a bit of boy wonder. “Gotham’s seen weirder.”
“How’s that gonna affect your ‘image,’ huh? A good boy like you hanging out with the likes of a cat burglar, what would dear old Jim Gordon have to say?” You kept teasing him, but it seemed he was set on the idea. “You don’t even care, do you, Birdy?”
“I don’t, actually.” He said, extending his gloved hand to you. You accepted his help off the ledge and got to your feet.
“Got a place in mind?” You asked him as he walked off without an answer. “Okay, Batman.” You crossed your arms and walked behind him, only half-amused with his manners. But he was still cute the way he acted like Batman in those bright colors and tight pants. At least they’d been tweaked over the past few months, you couldn’t tell if he’d hit some kind of growth spurt or he just really liked tight clothes.
“See that sign over there?” Robin pointed down the street, a bright neon sign displayed the word “PIZZA” in red lettering, encased in a yellow circle you assumed was also pizza. “Twenty-four hours. You’ll be glad to know they do their best work in these hours.”
“You mean ‘vigilante hours?’” You joked, nudging him with your elbow.
“Something like that.” He nudged back. Suddenly, he leaped off the edge of the building—which actually wasn’t that tall if you were used to this sort of thing—and used a grapple gun to break the landing.
“Wow. We’re doing this, huh.” You equipped a whip and secured it to the neighboring building, descending yourself in a much more anticlimactic way—but still impressive if you weren’t used to this sort of thing. “Show off.”
“Had to do it one of these days, you’re always one-upping me.” He said walking forward, just a casual stroll down the streets of Gotham in costume, ignoring any pedestrians or nearby residents that may be up this late. Part of you hoped that you’d run into trouble just to see how it’d feel to fight side by side, show him you’re more than just mischief, you’re a bit kickass, too.
After a few minutes of chatting, the pair of you made it to the pizza shop. Robin opened the door for you where the bell above the door chimed when you entered. The employees watched as two masked freaked walked inside and casually asked what they could get for you. You shrugged when Robin looked at you for your preference, letting him pick for you. Then he pulled out a couple twenty dollar bills from his pocket and told them “keep the change.”
“Got any more of those for me?” You batted your eyes and tilted your head.
“You want to get paid for this date?” He chuckled, wondering if he should make his next joke, but he knew you had a sense of humor. “Wouldn’t that make you a hooker?” You broke into laughter that he joined in on and tapped him on the arm.
“Hey, whatever you wanna call me. As long as I get a couple bucks, what’s the harm?” You joked back and Robin thought to himself how nice your genuine laughter was, not just those careful little chuckles and giggles were. Your true smile was goofy and brilliant to him. Lost in the moment, your order was called up and the two of you left the shop with a hot box of pizza.
“Hold this real quick?” Robin handed the box off to you, then grabbed your waist and grappled to a nearby rooftop as you squealed from surprise.
“What ever happened to a gentlemanly warning? I could have dropped the pizza!” You told him as he took it back.
“Looks good to me.” He peeked in and brought it to another ledge. “I take it you like the view?”
“What do you mean?” You walked closer and took a seat.
“I always see you sitting or standing on the edge of these buildings. You just brooding?” He raised a brow.
“That’s more of a Batman thing.” You took a piece of pizza and took a bite.
“Then tell me why you’re always hanging out on tall buildings.”
“I like looking around, is that a crime?” You asked with a mouthful of cheese and bread.
“No, but breaking and entering is. And stealing, of course.” He took a slice and sat beside you. Below your dangling feet was just another street of Gotham City, a street he protected and you would just watch. Nothing special about it, especially since there were no museums or penthouses here.
You sat with your hands at your sides, leaning forward a bit to get a better view of the ground. It was then that you felt a gentle touch, Robin’s hand on yours. You glanced at him from the side and he saw as your lip curled slightly. If you didn’t know any better, you might have seen him blush. It was strange in a way, feeling so drawn to someone without a name. “Robin” had a nice ring to it, though.
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the-s1lly-corner · 5 months
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Could I request TADC with a character who has abandonment issues and is afraid they’ll be left alone again? 🥺 thank you in advance!
TADC cast x reader who has abandonment issues!
rubs my silly little hands (the admin also has abandonment issues/is working through them) gonna answer a few requests then i think i might make meringue cookies (they have a weird packing peanut texture that i love. or at least how i think they would feel, admin has never actually touched or chewed a packing peanut but he likes to think this is what they feel like)
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CAINE:
honestly if anything you might have to ask him to give YOU some space; caine in his spare time always wants to spend it around with you. doesnt even matter if you guys are doing something, he will literally just hover and run his mouth because he just cant get tired of you. so i think out of all of the cast hes going to be the one where to feel the most secure around since he pours his heart out about how much he loves you (whether platonically or romantically!). even when youre away off doing something else, hes likely gushing about you to anyone who will, and sometimes even wont, listen. embodiment of the "shes my girlfriend ehehe" mickey mouse meme that i saw going around a few weeks ago; point is theres nothing you need to worry about! however he listens when you share your worries, and squashes them down with reassurances and affirmations
POMNI:
oooo okay so this one is interesting because pomni is actively looking for an exit out of the digital world. and i think that this is common knowledge to just about everyone around her, you included. so i think that this might very likely feed into your fear of her leaving you behind... because what are the chances you guys would reunite if she actually found an exit? i mean can you imagine? and thats even assuming you guys would remember your time in the digital world when you return; im kind of on the fence on whether or not the digital memories would still be there after an escape, since you forget everything when you enter the digital world... (also as a side note for fluff with that idea imagine meeting with whoever after escaping and not knowing youve met before but you guys still fall for one another. this isnt just for pomni but for any of the characters. love that idea, so much)
anyways, as ive said a few times before pomni is... not good at comforting... but she sure as hell were try.. though, even she doesnt seem so sure of herself when she says shes going to be looking for you when you both escape, like shes scared you guys will be separated forever
"together"
RAGATHA:
as sweet and caring as ever, if you confide in her about your fears shes going to make sure youre not left in your thoughts. the best at reassuring you, and perhaps even pulls up an activity for the two of you to do together so you have something to get your mind off of it. if you dont approach her, shes going to notice that something is wrong with you and ask you yourself if youre okay and if theres something on your mind... does her best to stamp out your thoughts of fear and doubt, shes not going anywhere and she doesnt intend on abstracting anytime soon (though, can she really help it, if she ever does?)
point is i think out of all of the characters shes going to be the best in terms of comfort and making you feel safe and secure; and if it makes you feel any better you guys come up with a system of sorts to pin down the other if you guys ever escape the digital world; so you can find one another.. very sweet stuff, i think
JAX:
while ragatha is the best in terms of giving comfort and security, jax is probably the worst. the guy does not particularly scream the most emotionally mature and available; if anything i think he might brush off your worries with soft jabs like "dont be dumb, im not gonna go anywhere" or something in that vein. as per usual i think it would take you showing real big signs of distress for him to drop the whole asshole thing and try to make you feel better and assure you that hes not going to go anywhere. and even then its still a little.... eh... i mean jax isnt the best at comforting people; its not really his... thing, you know? sure he wont turn his back on you or make you feel bad (on purpose) but his main way of assuring you is just pushing the statement that hes not going to leave you be ("besides, im not done messing with you yet,") and even offers to hang out with you for the day/until you feel better
KINGER:
similar deal with caine in the case of "youre probably going to be the one asking for space" simply because kinger is too paranoid that something is going to happen to you that hes always trailing you and keeping you in his line of sight... honestly, i think his fears might even mirror your own; youre scared that hes going to leave you behind, and hes scared that something is going to happen to you and you wont be around anymore. neither of you can bury the thought... and in a weird, and perhaps even an unhealthy way depending on how intense it is and how you personally view it, you guys find comfort in your shared fears. like a confirmation that the two of you are too afraid to let go... you poor things... in short, you dont need to worry about anything, kinger is not going to be going anywhere..! in terms of comfort, he lets you hug and hold him and mess with his robes fur while reassuring you. back pats n rubs are in order, me thinks
ZOOBLE:
while zooble might come off as mean and cold, i dont think theyre exactly an asshole. sure they can come off as such thanks to their tone and attitude, but they care about you and while they struggle with expressing that... theyre trying their best... so at least theres an effort to let you know that they at least enjoy your presence..! their... flat voice doesnt really do them any favors but thats just how they talk. very firm in telling you that theyre not going anywhere, and to the point about it. while the others may go on tangents about why they wont leave, zooble will be blunt in simply saying that they care about you and that youre cool and that theyre not planning on just up and ditching you. now THATS not cool, unless you did something to them that warranted such a reaction... but what are the odds of that + then they would be in their right to bounce yk?
that aside, theyre firm and blunt in terms of comforting you, and often times offer to let you take the reigns for the day to choose what you guys do, in an attempt to make you feel better with something you enjoy!
GANGLE:
oh ho ho i think she would also have abandonment issues.... i mean it comes with the shy artist thing, you know? outcast weird kid who actually is a neurodivergant individual energy, you know? ponders. so i think, similar to kingers piece you guys find mutual comfort in the fact youre both so scared of the other leaving (again, the energy around that is up to you) and in an odd way it brings you two even closer. though, i dont think that would be enough for either of you to actually overcome your fear of abandonment, because ultimately its both something you guys need to work on... but why do it alone? you guys probably share tips and build each other up, going through something with a friend/partner isnt as scary or intimidating as doing it alone... so thats nice, i think..! not many ideas for gangle, unfortunately but i think i will leave this open with the concept of both of you healing and all that :3
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pacifymebby · 1 year
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How would dark/yandere!peaky boys react to the reader asking for a break up (if they're dating) or divorce (if they're married) since reader gets uncomfortable with them now and finally notices their really possessive and unhealthy behavior? I have a feeling this most certainly won't go well
thx so much lovely❤️‍🔥
Thank u for this anon, not something ive ever tried to write before
Feel like this goes without saying lads but these wee headcannons depict sometimes abusive relationships that some people won't enjoy and may find upsetting. Please if u think it might upset u or put u at risk of harm, don't read them. (Im going to post some light stuff tonight too later on dont worry)
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Tommy
🌿I'm not gonna lie, i don't think he'd let it get that far
🌿He's always in control, always pulling strings, no one thinks, feels or does anything without him knowing their desires before he does.
🌿He can read people like books, understand them deeply within only a few conversations, thats why he's so good at manipulating people and situations to get his own way.
🌿So if you are breaking up with him... Its because he wants you to, its just another microscopic cog in his catastrophic plan ect. ect.
🌿 Youre not leaving him, he's letting you leave... For one reason or another
🌿 It might be strategic, might be a way of taking the decision out of your hands, hes involved with some dangerous men and he wants you out the way for awhile, so he can be sure nothing will happen to you. If this is the case youll be dead to him, publicly, and as far as youre concerned. He'll cut you off completely, the only way youll be able to get through to him is if you march up to his front door.
🌿If he's letting you get to the point you actually try to leave him, he'll probably let you do it... If he shows you what life is like without him, how weak and feeble you are when you don't have him to protect you from the big bad world.. Then he knows you'll come running back.
🌿He might even set up the incident that scares you back to him. He might put you in "danger" then come swooping in to save you. Your tommy keeping you safe.
🌿And when you do he'll open his arms to you, he'll ask you if you missed him, "You've had me worried angel, thought somet had happened to you," and he'll lull you into a false sense of security.
🌿And just when you think youve been forgiven, he'll change, he'll be calm and cold but all the love wilo have drained from his eyes... "don't you ever do that to me again y/n, you know now eh, that world out there, it'll chew you up and spit you out and it won't think twice about putting you through hell, and i won't be so forgiving next time, might not let you back in... Think about that eh... Your Tommy might not let you back in..."
🌿But when he sees the tears in your eyes, that fear, the slight tremble in your bottom lip, he changes again, cups your cheek in his hand, rubs his thumb over your skin soothing and sweet, "Come 'ere eh, s'alright now love, you're back where you belong, right here with your tommy, c'mere"
🌿Pulls you into his arms, tight hug, holds you seriously and kisses your forehead. His eyes open the whole time.
🌿"You stay here now with me yeah, be safe as houses, just you and me against the world.."
🌿And he means it, thats whats so sinister about it, he really means it. As far as hes concerned in this world theres only really one thing that matters and thats him and you, him having you...
🌿So he wouldn't think twice about killing, destroying, burning the whole fuckin city to the ground if it meant keeping you.
🌿Ultimately youre the only thing in his life which is worth living for, other than spite. Hes obsessed with the idea of keeping you healthy, of giving you everything, of making sure you live the best life and remain pure and unscathed by the world...
🌿 Which again, is why he'd sooner see the whole world destroyed before he let you go off on your own and risk being hurt.
Alfie
🐻 Just like Tommy Alfie wants to protect you. He is obsessed with your innocence and your youthful optimism, he wouldn't want any harm to come to you or for you to ever be in danger... Which is why he dotes on you, completely smothers you with his love, never leaves you alone.
🐻 And just like Tommy Alfies not surprised when you try to leave. Unlike Tommy it isn't part of some greater plan... When he first realises youre beginning to distance yourself from him he is genuinely hurt.
🐻He loves you... In his own, maybe more intense than is generally conventional but you know, thats just him ain't it, kind of way. He genuinely doesn't know what he'd do if he lost his little zieskiet...
🐻 Hes concered too, he actually does think you're as small and helpless as he's always telling you you are... He genuinely does believe that without him, you'll wither away, be dead in a week. He knows you can't look after yourself... If he lets you go thats it youre gone forever
🐻 Which is why hes so determined to keep you
🐻 He starts simple, he turns on the charm offensive, twists that dial right up to 11... He doesnt realise its making you feel worse though, all this walking you from home to the shops, the bar, meeting you outside your work...
🐻 He brings you flowers, bakes for you, buys your pretty gifts and is ever so sweet to you
🐻 But he notices what you're doing, youre still making plans... And last night one of his men told him they saw you buy a train ticket to take you up north...
🐻So he takes things up a notch... He's never let you in his office before, tells you the only people who ever come into his office are business men, cause you only leave his office on a deal or death basis
🐻So when he calls you and instructs you to come to his office you know you're in trouble, and you're terrified he knows your plan
🐻 "Alfie whats going on youre scaring me..."
🐻 "Not as much as youre scaring me poppet..." "I don't under..." "you know what i dont like poppet?... Rumours... Yeah nasty little things rumours, theyre like fuckin woodworms yeah... Theres never just fucjin one of em is there, theres always fuckin hundreds of them and theyre everywhere right... Fuckin woodworms.. You know theyre all different dont you, theyre all their own little wood munchin grimy little individual selves... But see the thing is they all look and sound thr fuckin same... Disgusting, i hate woodworms... They get into everythin don't they, the very bones of your house, and they feast on it, fuckin parasites right... And sometimes you dont even know youve got em until one night youre sleeping, dreaming fuckin lovely little dreams and suddenly, they all start dropping on you from on high... You ever had that poppet? Woodworms? "
🐻" N.. No Alfie..." "Nasty shock, fuckin horrible shock actually..."
🐻 "And thats the thing right, rumours right, theyre exactly the fuckin same and see recently yeah, I've been hearing a lot of em... Know what theyre about?" he's leaning back in his chair fingers locked over contemplative, until he turns them on you, "You..."
🐻 He tells you hes heard rumours youre going to take a train up north, he tells you all the journey details... Departure time, the stops you'll go through and the time you'll arrive at your final stop. "Amazing init, the details you hear in rumours..."
🐻Now you think you know why hes brought you to his office... The gun in his drawer, maybe he's worse than you thought he was, you try to angle yourself so that you can see his hand.
🐻 "Now what i wanna know right, is if these rumours are true?" youre trembling, utterly terrified, youre not a good liar and you know you definitely can't lie to him... But do you have a choice.
🐻 Your hesitence tells him everything he already knew.
🐻 "Now this is bad news innit, very bad news indeed poppet," "Cause see what ive been doing all these years we've been together yeah, you being mine and me being yours... Ive been looking after you, your old man - thats me yeah - 's been looking after you, plain and simple... And well, its been so long i don't know how you're gonna fair without me?"
🐻 He'll get you to stay by making you doubt yourself, he's always babied you and now hes going to remind you that you really are his little girl. That you need him to help you with everything, you won't survive without him. Who will do all the thinking for you? Make the difficult decisions? Who's going to defend you against all those bad men out there that want to hurt you?
🐻 "So these rumours right? Are they true?" this time you dont hesitate, you shake your head and say no, you dont want to leave him you want to stay with him forever...
🐻 He welcomes you into his lap, pats his knee says "well, thats alright then ain't it, come here poppet, come sit in your old mans lap yeah?" he strokes your hair and holds you and keeps talking to you about how he takes care of you.
🐻 You reach down, trying to be subtle you want to see if the gun is in his drawer, if he was going to use it on you. But he catches your little hand in his raises it to his mouth and kissing your fingers one by one whilst hes talking to you.
🐻 "Did you think that's what id brought you in here for poppet? You think your old man was gonna offer you a deal or death?" you shake your head but youre lying again and this time he questions for a second if he went too far... He did want you to think he might do that...
🐻 But he never actually would... Wouldnt every hurt you like that... Alfies toxic behaviors stem from him being possessive and too protective, he only holds on so tight to you to try and protect you from every threat he percieves. Why would he kill the thing that means the most to him.
Arthur
🍂 He knows he has problems... Well, he's aware of most of them
🍂 He knows his temper is bad. Hes convinced that he's a monster. If you start to believe you are something hard enough you'll start behaving like it. He thinks hes a monster, hes convinced hes going to lose you
🍂 Whether he actually is or not.
🍂But he doesn't realise, that believing you to be the only thing thats good in this world, is a problem too. That thinking youre the only one who can save him, that without you he's doomed to hell...
🍂 Thats what starts to worry you, how hes always telling you youre his ticket to heaven... But his temper and his jealousy, the rages he throws himself into when he thinks someone else has looked at you or flirted with you... They're the things that make you certain you have to leave.
🍂 Its only a matter of time before someone gets killed because of his complete obsession with you, so you try to leave.
🍂 You dont want to hurt him though, despite his rages, his violent outbursts you see him for what you believe him to really be. A wounded man who is hurting, a man who is capable of love but gets so overwhelmed by it it starts eating him alive like black rot.
🍂 So you try to break it to him gently. You tell him you love him but you have to go, its too much, too intense. You make the mistake of telling him he scares you
🍂 "Alright love you listen to me now... This is whats going to happen yeah... You are going to go upstairs now yeah, youre going to unpack your things, put em all back where they belong and then you're going to come back down here and youre going to apologise to me for fucking scaring me alright?"
🍂 He doesnt say it calmly either, he has that low, threatening anger, you can see how hard hes trying to hold it together but hes shaking with rage, you can see it bubbling up behind his eyes.
🍂 You try to be brave, you try to say, "no arthur, thats not how its going to be this..."
🍂 Thats when he loses it, "Alright?" he raises his voice getting louder, "I said fucking alright y/n? Did you hear me?"
🍂 He might get physical, he won't attack you, but that switch will flip in his brain, triggered by how scared he is to lose you... And you'll definitely be scared that he might really hurt you
🍂 He'll probably grab you too roughly, perhaps trap you against the wall. Hand gripping your throat tight enough to leave a mark.
🍂 If he hurts you hes going to feel bad about it, full of guilt later. He'll apologise to you, tell you it won't happen again, he'll probably tell you he knows youre scared of him, hes a monster, you and fuckin everyone else is scared of him these days...
🍂 You'll stay because he scares you. But also because you are convinced that maybe underneath it all there is good in him, you can change him...
🍂 But he won't change.
🍂 He can't change. He doesnt know why he feels everything so intensely but he does, he feels his love for you like bullets ripping through his body. He wouldn't be able to breath if he lost you. He'd suffocate
🍂 Which is ironic because sometimes hes so overzealous with his love, so possesive, always touching you in public, behaving inappropriately at parties and in front of other people. Squeezing you, rubbing your thigh, your arse... Can't keep his hands off you... That it feels like hes suffocating you with his love.
🍂 If he isnt following you everywhere personally, hes got peaky boys watching over you at all times.
John
🌼 Doesnt know that he has problems, thinks this level of adoration and love combined with this level of fear of your leaving, is normal... Its just the nature of your relationship, because he lives in such a dangerous world, its natural to fear you could be snatched from him at any moment. So he doesn't realise theres anything wrong with his attachment to you
🌼 He wont believe you, he'll probably crack a grin and say "what was that flower?" when you don't answer though, when he looks and sees the tears in your eyes he'll shout, "fuckin what was that y/n?"
🌼 He has tears in his eyes, you cant tell if hes really going to cry or not...
🌼 Hes far too invested in your relationship its like his whole life depends on it... That the second you tell him you've had enough, of his fighting and drinking, the crime, the violence, the worrying he ain't gonna make it home to you... The second you quite fairly point out that it isn't fair on you, he hits breaking point.
🌼 0 to 100.
🌼 At first he can't believe it, then hes devestated, then hes angry. And the emotions hit him at 100mph
🌼He doesnt understand why you want to go? He believes the two of you are perfect, that youre the perfect example of when opposites attract, that your good balances out his bad...
🌼 So you try to explain it to him, you can see he's upset so you try to be kind... Try to tell him theres no balance... But his emotions are all over the place and he keeps flipping between crying and heartbroken to white heat anger
🌼 "You wanna talk about fuckin balance love?"
🌼 He takes his gun out, turns it on you, then himself then back to you. "Find the balance now eh... We're on a fucking seesaw now y/n and one of us has got to go yeah, me or you?"
🌼 You have to talk him down from his rage, but its hard, you're holding back tears, trying not to show how scared you are but seeing him point the trigger at himself it makes you realise how devestated you would be to lose him
🌼 And that must mean you love him right? You always knew you did love him, never questioned your love for him... Just whether or not it was good love.
🌼 Youre not stupid, you know this isnt good love but... Its the only love youve got and you do love him...
🌼 So you talk calmly, approach him slowly, youre trembling and when you get to him theres a moment where hes still pointing the gun at you... Hes tears on his cheeks and hes shaking too.
🌼 "John love, sweetheart please don't do this i love you Im sorry i love you..."
🌼 You end up crying together on the kitchen floor, him holding onto you so tight.
🌼 He makes sure in future to be extra sweet to you, he buys you a locket with a photo of him in it, on the back "my love" is engraved. Its beautiful. He tells you to wear it everyday. Never to take it off.
🌼He will also use sex to keeo you his, making you feel good and reminding you that hes the only man who could make you feel that good.
Bonnie
🍀 Doesn't really know that hes as bad as he is... Hes just protective, some would call him possesive too but all he thinks is that hes protecting what is his.
🍀 He knows he shouldn't like the fact that youre physically much weaker than him as much as he does but he brushes it off as just something that attracts him to you... Everyone likes different things and he likes you.
🍀 If you realise he's a little too possessive, if you work out the fact that he never actually leaves you on your own, that even when you go for walks you feel like someones following you, that you see him waiting across the street from you in town, always watching you (he'd say watching over you, making sure hes there near by if you need him)
🍀 Then you might decide you want to leave.
🍀And Bonnie does have a very strong moral code, he has certain views about relationships and women that hes stubborn about.
🍀 He wont hurt you, he wont physically stop you, won't even threaten you... Because he knows that isnt how you treat women... Even when they're scaring the shit out of you threatening to break your fucking heart
🍀He'll look sad when you tell him, when you tell him he scares you when he follows you, that youre scared to be with him
🍀He apologises, tells you he does it cause he cares about you, because he loves you, hes so sweet about it, so apologetic that you know he really is sorry he scares you...
🍀 He promises you he'll change... And he tries a little, not very hard because theres some changes he doesn't think it would be very smart to use make...
🍀So in the end he doesnt change at all, he still follows you, still lingers around you all the time, watching you with those intense eyes. Its like hes waiting for something bad to happen to you...
🍀He probably uses his peaky boy status to scare other lads away from you, hes scared of losing you to someone else so whenever he sees another man near he intervenes, either by coming up to you, holding your hand, putting his arm around you, kissing you in front of them, marks his territory or, by threatening them later when youre gone.
🍀Hes always finding an excuse to give you his clothes to wear, he likes it when you wear his coat. Feels like hes keeping you safe, but also it shows everyone that youre his.
🍀 You think Bonnies sweet, that he really is only trying his best to keep you safe.
🍀When things get rough, when he thinks you're becoming distant, he'll take you off into the wildlands where the two of you can be alone together for as long as it takes to win you over.
🍀And when you do say you'll give him another chance he's ever so sweet and good to you, smothers you with affection. He does make you feel loved, even if at times it is intense and scary.
Isaiah
🐀Hes jealous and he has a temper.
🐀The temper is usually reserved for people he percieves to threaten the happiness of you and him.
🐀You're his prize to defend and hes convinced hes always going to be fighting people to keep you. Thinks everyone wants a piece of his girl
🐀When you tire of the constant convincing him youre his and only his, and you try to leave he kind of bates you?
🐀"Fucking fine y/n, fuckin leave me then.." he can pretend not to care for just long enough to make you doubt yourself, just long enough to break your heart and make you regret your decision.
🐀Thats only because thats not something that takes very long... For a number of reasons
🐀Isaiah is very good at playing the long game. When things are good he showers you with expensive gifts and spoils you sexually too, he's always giving you little reminders of how hard he works for you and the life the two of you have together. He's always reminding you that everything he does is for you.
🐀He's always leaving little marks on you two, love bites and things, marking his territory
🐀So when he switches the charm off the moment you threaten to leave it makes you question whats wrong with you, he isn't even upset, maybe you need him more than he needs you?
🐀That scares you into submission pretty quickly and when you shake your head, change your mind and begin to cry, he'll change again, tell you not to cry, not to be upset.
🐀"Don't cry sweetheart, not your fault, i know you get a little bit confused sometimes, such strong, scary emotions must muddle that pretty little head of yours right up," he's good at babying you, talking down to you to remind you that without him you couldn't survive on your own.
🐀Will start kissing you, touching you, carressing you, teasing you until he has you undressed for him, he'll drive you crazy the way only he can and when he's fucking you into submission he'll remind you that hes the only one who can make you feel that way. Hes the only one youll ever be able to feel so good with. You need him.
🐀Buys you pretty jewellery, expensive gifts, takes you out to expensive bars and spoils you, buys you things you'll never want to part with.
Michael
☘️ Is obsessed with you, with the idea of owning you. Youre the pretty thing he wants to show off to the rest of the world, he wants to see you thrive because it will make him feel good about himself. Knowing his girl is the best there is. That shes all his.
☘️Because of this he invests so much time and money into you, you get music lessons, art lessons, you get libraries of books and youre spoilt but controlled too.
☘️ Michael controls everything about your life, from what you wear to how you spend every second of every day. He wants what's best for you. Thats all hes thinking about.
☘️Is pissed that you'd want to leave, not just pissed but insulted... He knows hes possesive and controlling and he knows he cam be cold sometimes but
☘️ "Everything you've got y/n, I've given you... Everything i own i share it with you.. Everything I've worked for its for us... Together right?"
☘️ Threatens you, not with physical violence but instead threatens to take everything from you.
☘️ "if I'm going to fucking lose you y/n then youre going to lose everything?" youre everything to him so it seems fair that you should lose everything if you walk away from him
☘️He'll dazzle you with all the fancy gifts hes brought you over the years, he'll stand behind you in the mirror, let his fingers trail the silk dress he chose for you, that he paid for... He'll kiss your neck just above the string of pearls you wear doubled around your neck
☘️ And then he'll tug them, the necklace tightens around your neck... Almost... Almost enough to actually choke you
☘️ You'll lose everything y/n... Your connections, the family will cut you off... We can leave you behind, forget we ever knew your name, but you can't leave us... People will always know you as my wife... Bad men will still try to use you to get to me..." "But if youre not mine anymore i wont protect you, ill let them have you wont i... Cause you wont be part of the family anymore and i wont know you... Wont know who you are..."
☘️ These kind of threats are as scary as anything threat of physical violence could be. You know michael really means it when he says these things. He's a cold man. Capable of cutting you off.
☘️"No second chances y/n if you want to leave then leave, but there'll be no second chances..."
☘️And maybe you could be fine on your own, maybe you could start fresh, somewhere no one knows your name... But is it really worth the risk...
☘️ "Or you can stay, you can apologise to me for being so ungrateful, and then I'll forgive you and we'll go back to happily ever after.." "Just like that?". "Yes love, just like that"
Idk if i did these right sorryy bestie, i hope you liked them though!!!
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hii i saw ur crush/best friend headcanons for lo’ak and i loved them sm. i was wondering if u could do hcs where lo’ak and reader both like each other and the reader gets jealous over tsireya? what would lo’ak do if he found out?
“I see you”
Lo’ak x fem!omatikaya!reader imagine (fluff)
Please read!!! I only posted my first avatar imagine yesterday, and am now at 100 followers!! I want to thank you all so much, I am more than grateful!! Hope you enjoy :)
Sorry this ones kinda crap
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I see you- “I see the love and your feelings and your soul and you mean everything to me.”
You and Lo’ak have always had a special connection, and everyone is aware of it. You also clearly like eachother, but both of you doubt that the others feel the same. When you joined them on their travel to the water na’vis, you were quite nervous with what to expect.
“What if they find us?” You ask warily.
“Well then I will protect you.” Lo’ak states.
You smile at his braveness, even though you and him both know that deep down he is just as scared. But Lo’ak loves when he gets a chance to act brave and fearless like his dad.
When you all arrived at the reefs, you were still kind of cautious, and Lo’ak saw this, so pulled you between him and Neteyam. You kept your head down, avoiding the eyes of the Metkayina. You looked away as Jake spoke to Tonowari and Ronal, and glanced at the water around you.
Thats when you spotted a girl emerging from the water. She seemed about your age, and was beautiful. Way prettier than you, you thought. You noticed how Neteyam and Lo’aks heads turned in the same direction, and seemed to linger on the same girl. Neteyam you didnt really care about looking, but you felt insecure as Lo’aks eyebrows ever so slightly raised as his eyes followed the girl, and she looked at him, too. You know you shouldnt feel this way, but you cant help it. For all you know, Lo’ak doesnt have any interest in you, not like you with him.
When she was introduced as Tonowari and Ronal’s daughter, it made you feel even worse about yourself. You weren’t anyone special back in the jungle, just a normal omatikaya na’vi. With Lo’ak being Jake’s son, you felt worried that they would have stronger connections than you and him.
You were taken away from your thoughts by a tug on your arm, and snapped out of it to focus on Lo’ak infront of you.
“Y/n, come on, they are showing us our home. Are you okay?” He says, a hint of concern in his tone.
“Yeah yeah I’m fine, come on” you reply, going ahead with your hand still in his. Lo’ak wasnt fully convinced, but decided to drop it.
Once you had settled in to your home, you were all called to the water, to learn the ways of the Metkayina. You stayed beside Lo’ak, as you were lead to the rocks by the water, by Tsireya and her two brothers. You all sat in a circle, you securely sat between Neteyam and Lo’ak.
“You must learn to slow your breathing to be able to survive under the water.”
She knelt infront of Lo’ak, and placed her hand on his lower abdomen.
“Breathe from here” she instructs
You know it is just their way of teaching, but you felt a wave of jealousy come over you. You werent the type to cause a scene, so you stayed sat down, quietly.
Once you all were able to slow your heart rate enough, you were lead to the water. Lo’ak had a sense of urgency about him as he went ahead with Tsireya, clearly going way too fast for him to handle so soon, and this made you feel deflated. You had only been there a matter of hours and already felt like Lo’ak had found someone over you. You didnt like feeling this way at all, and needed to get away from it. Neteyam, who was swimming beside you, noticed this, but before he was able to check, you spoke up.
“I dont feel all that well, I’m gonna go back.” You say, which is clearly a lie.
Neteyam could tell this, and with a quick glance to Lo’ak and the others ahead, he knew why you felt that way. But he knew you were reserved, and wouldnt tell him the truth, so didn’t want to push it.
“Do you want me to come with you?” He asks softly.
“No no its okay, you go on. Just tell the others I’ll join them another day.” You insist, and turn to swim back to shore before Neteyam could muster another word.
You were now sat down on the edge of your home dangling your feet in the water, splashing the surface with small glum kicks. Neytiri and Jake were with the girls exploring their new home and meeting the clan, so you were on your own.
That was until you heard footsteps.
“Y/n” you hear Lo’ak say as he spots you.
He sits down beside you, placing his feet in the water like you were, and shuffles up close.
“How come you didnt come with us into the sea? It was amazing!” Lo’ak says
“I uh, I didnt feel right,” you said with your head down towards the water “Just wanted to be on my own”
“Are you okay? You have seemed quiet.” He says, gently placing his hand on yours, “Have I done something?”
You look him in the eyes, his filled with concern, yours with longing.
“No, no, its just, its nothing.” You say, returning your focus to the water.
“I know its not nothing y/n, your eyes tell me different.” Lo’ak replies sincerely.
“I guess Im just worried,” you begin.
“About what?” Lo’ak ponders, scooting even closer to you.
“That you’ll forget about me.”
“Wait- what? Why do you think that?” Lo’ak questions, worry filling him.
“Lo’ak, Ive seen the way you look at Tsireya, I mean, I get it, she’s beautiful, shes talented, shes smart, shes-”
“Y/n, stop.” Lo’ak says
You stop.
“Do you think I like Tsireya?” He asks, looking you deep into your eyes as you look up towards him.
“Well its kind of obvious” you painfully chuckle.
“Y/n, I dont like Tsireya.”
You look at him confused, and he shakes his head with a laugh, looking down at his lap for a second.
“Y/n, its always been you.” Lo’ak states. You are taken by surprise, and Lo’ak notices this. He grabs both your hands, and hold you close.
“Y/n, I see you.”
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The journey of 2023 Wonder how 2023 will change you? Choose below.
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Pile one- Are you healed or just distracted? nine of sw, ace of wands, the kight of cups, the six of wands Either in 2022 or at the moment reading this, you struggled with anxiety or depression. I think this pile was not feeling good enough or they were too scared about what the future holds. You may have wished to experience more, to accomplish more, some situation in your life, were causing too much worry and keeping you from a good nights sleep. A cluttered and overstimulated mind, overthinking every little moment and being overly judging of your every step. I overall see lots of anxiety,exhaustion and worries. If this is the case, then pile one, 2023 is going to be your phoenix year. I see you regaining your will and your spark, you will take life in your hands again and start living it to the fullest. Through out the year, i see most of you exploring new horizons and making bold moves. Someone is going to start a new hobby or a job that they enjoy and for some i see relocation or starting college/university. Pile one, you will start taking more care of your body, paying more attention to your habits, diet and physical activity, this leading to you really glowing up. This year will make you become more creative and expressive, if you do make art, you will show it more, and for the others, you wont hold back in being yourself and doing/saying what comes to you naturally. Lmao i also feel like this group will put themselves out there and actually attract suitors and possibly some fun affairs and one night stands. Ypu may meet a future romantic partner. At the end of the year you will like you really succeeded,you are now bold, unapologetic, confident and glowing. pile two- Good news the queen of pentacles, the ace of swords,the eight and nine of pentacles
Talk about making money pile two lmao. This upcoming year, is gonna make you really focused on your career, on your studies, self worth and health. I do believe that a major lesson you will learn is what real confidence and self worth feel like. I do feel as tho many of the people who will choose this pile have confidence, but it is not coming from the inside, rather from external validation, so in 2023, you will start feeling comfortable in your own skin, and it is not going to matter with whom you are and where you are. Your mindset for a lot of things will change, you wont come from a space of lack anymore, you will start realizing what you have and feel more grateful. This will lead to more opportunities and it will be muuuch more easy for you to receive the universes blessings. Many will start loving their physical body, start taking more care of it. Skin and hair care, healthy diet and sleeping schedule, outfits that suit your tone and body, being picky with whom you share the space and energy, all that good stuff. Now like i said, there will be a lot of focus on your career and studies and basically anything material or practical that is important for you, so expect promotions, rewards, high scores and recognition. The year itself, i dont feel like it will be a smooth ride, there might be periods of isolation or losses/ feeling lonely, but i dont see you giving up or stopping. You will definitely come into more money and some may even go on vacation or buy something nice that has always been on their mind. At the end of the year, you will feel much more secure and more proud, you will achieve your plans and you will be pleased for reaching your full potential.
Pile three- If you have a tumblr... the death ,the hierophant , the queen of swords and six of swords
This year will change you....internally, a total internal metamorphosis. I think that right now you are carrying many opinions and beliefs that are blockers in your life, they are stopping you from moving forward and being completely in sync with the God in you, you still are not aware of the depths of you and your power. I feel like there is a part of you that is buried underneath and you havent gone thru an ego death. Either some events will happen to you or you will witness something that might shatter your world. Something will happen that will push you to change from your roots. There are some limitations in your thinking process that put you in a box, or somehow limit your being, it almost feel like you arent trusting yourself and are holding back. What will happen is, you will change yout perspective and start viewing the world differently. You will strenghten your relationship with the divine and you will preach what you believe in. Its like purification of the mind, seeing the bigger picture and finding the truth. After this, pile three, you will be unstoppable. Your mind will no longer be clouded easily and i think you will move on from reocuring thoughts or patterns and finally let go. i get a little sad when typing this but believe me in the end you will be grateful.I also feel like i should tell you that you are protected, so dont worry about it.
Thats all, thank you for your attention <3
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PERSONALITY DEVELOPMENT SERIES: For 8th house placements
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This series is especially for girls, because that's who I am and can connect to. Since it is astro linked, this is especially true for venus in 8th house/scorpio placements. It can apply to other placements too if you can connect with it. Anyway, what I share on my blog are things I have personally dealt with, so it comes from my heart and soul :)
There is something called "Female Dating Strategy". The first time I read the posts on reddit and elsewhere, it did not make any sense to me. But as I got older and wiser, I could understand everything. Even if you are not interested in dating, venus in 8th house/scorpio ladies, go check out this community. Their tips on self worth, self respect, not being clingy needy emotional will really help you. It is absolute must for venus in 8th house or scorpio because god damn they are emotional, romance obsessed, living in fairytale and taking people at face value.
8th house 💏 Psychology. I have not met a single 8th houser who was not interested in psychology. Even if they did not read books, they were still perceptive, sensitive and emotionally aware. YouTube, blogs, reddit, Quora are full of psychology related testimonials and discussions. You all need to look up what personality disorders cluster A B C mean because feelings are not facts. Just playing mind games is not enough, educate yourself. These natives are the ones to say "Who was looking for a relationship but ended up getting a degree in psychology?"
The ugly truth is that all of us have shadows. If you were born in a narcissistic/borderline family unit, please do not date until you have fixed your shadow. This is why it will help you to do some self actualization, you yandere girls. Dont, dont, dont trust people blindly, not even me.
Beware of old men. No daddy issues please. Old men looking to date young girls because they are gentlemen can go live on mars. Especially for intense women, they will ignore red flags in favour of connection and security. Old men have experience in manipulation and sweet talking. I dont care if your parents were 20 years apart, 8th houser or scorpio are going to learn big lesson if they give themselves blindly to old men. No matter how good they pretend to be. Persona is not reality.
This is it for now.
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starliights-shining · 6 months
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if u dont feel like writing this its absolutely fine to ignore but . i have to cuddle with prowl. for the love of god im dyubf
HI dundeey, I do hope this is what you were looking for. A nice sweet cuddle with that silly little bot you love so much. Sorry its short, but I didn't wanna drag it out. This can be read with any Prowl. Enjoy your day!!! :)
Pairing: Prowl x Reader
Warnings: none
The cold air of the living room seemed to nip harder than you expected it too. You just wanted to watch the latest episode of of ‘Keeping up with the Primes’, yet you couldn’t focus on the tv from how fucking cold it was. You had already gotten up to change the temperature, it now sat at 81 degrees, out of fear of burning your house down. Even with that the air out of the vent keeps its steady feel of 46. Now you have to take extra steps to stop this freeze, standing up with your blanket draped around your shoulders, a hand holding it together at your chest. Your eyes landing on the vent that pointed right at you, it’s attached to the ceiling taunting your smaller frame. You squinted at it, calculating if you want to risk standing on a chair to close it, and by calculating you meant thinking about the seven dumbest ways to die by falling off a chair. It didn’t matter, you turned walking off towards anything that could heighten you up to the vent. 
Your blanket flared out from the swiftness of your movement, your hands found the back of a chair. Draggin it with you to the vent in your living room, placing it under the vent. You shook the chair, seeing its stability before stepping up on the seat. Carefully you stood, hand out as you looked down, your knees straightened, head jolting up to look at the dan of your existences. The vent is open and still blowing that freezing air. Your free hand came up to close it, moving the flap directors the opposite way, watching as the vents closed leaving no space or air to come out. At least not directly at your spot on the couch. You sighed, happy the vent could no longer terrorize you from below. 
“What are you doing?” 
The voice catching you off guard, you almost fell. Your knees folding and bringing you down as you tightly gripped the back of the chair. You were met with the cobalt optics of Prowl, A confused look on his face plating as he stared. You opened your mouth to speak, but your teeth chattered in the process. You just hummed, brows creasing as you thought of how to fix your current problem, your freezing house. You got off the chair, flopping on the couch and wrapping the extra fabric of your blanket around you. You met with his optics still looking at you in confusion. They looked at everything else as well, the tv, the chair, the now closed vent. He wanted to know the cause of your problems, but with no answer for his lover, he simply can’t help or fix it. 
You got enough warmth in your system to speak to him.
“Cold,” 
He smiled, letting out a little chuckle before walking away. He was checking the thermostat, but unlucky for him, you’ve already done that. He comes back with an extra blanket instead, a puzzled look on his face as he sat down next to you. 
“Weird, you have the thermostat on 80.” 
He said, his sentence trailing off when you glued yourself to his side. Watching as the mech fun folded the blanket and put most of it over you. An arm wrapping around your shoulder, pulling you closer to him. He was warmer than you though, a welcoming change from the cold air that seemed to penetrate your blanket. Now you could really warm up, even better if you were with your lover. Your hands grabbed at his plating, pulling yourself as close as you possibly could. You heard him chuckle, his servos grabbing at your waist before he pulled you into his lap. Your head resting perfectly on his chassis, your legs on either side of his stabilizing servos. His servos pulled the blanket over your back, tucking the end of the fabric between your skin and the couch cushion. Securing you in a cocoon on his lap. His servos soon found their place on your back, pulling your close to him. 
“Are you feeling warmer yet, Sweetspark?” 
All you could do was nod, your eyelids getting heavier as you warmed up in the lap of your mech lover. His servos started to rub you back, doing nothing but beckon you closer and closer to sleep. He placed a kiss on your crown before he spoke. 
“That’s it, just take you a nice little nap. I’ll keep you warm, my sweet little spark.” 
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wazzuppy · 2 years
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i saw a post the other day that mentioned homura having a savior complex, and, while i can kind of understand how someone might come to that conclusion,,,, i dont think that's the right reading of her character really at all.
the idea that homura does everything she does so she can feel better about herself or so madoka will like her is one that's been around for a while, but it is undeniably false. because the thing is, even when she's trying to save madoka, never once in the entire series does homura feel "better" about herself. homura hates herself more than anyone else ever could, and it's something that's only made worse and worse as she goes back in time. the only times homura has ever shown to feel any kind of true security was when she was with madoka.
but in every timeline where madoka sacrifices herself to let homura live, homura is of the belief that she is not deserving of it. that she is not deserving of the love and the compassion madoka unconditionally offers her. and that no matter what she could do, nothing would ever be enough to make it up to her. but she still chooses to try. because she loves madoka. because she doesn't want her to have to fight or suffer ever again in any timeline.
she isn't looking for madoka's gratitude. she's not looking for her friendship, or love, or anything at all from madoka. in rebellion she states that madoka may very well hate her if she knew what she'd done, and how she could become her enemy if that were the case. and yet she accepts that fate. because to homura, the only thing that matters is that her very best friends are safe and happy.
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gettinshiggywithit · 1 year
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!Bakugou With An Overstimulated Partner!
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Scenario:-bakugou knows just what to do when his s/o is feeling overstimulated
Pairing:- bakugou x gn!reader
Genre:- fluff/comfort?
A/N:- once again shout out to @cloudy-zephyr for being my muse!
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It had been a long day to say the least and you were sooo fuckin tired.
You’d stayed up late(again) and were now suffering the consequences…
After getting back from you last after-school lesson,you practically scurried off into your room and hid out.the peace and quiet calming your already frayed nerves.
Not many people had noticed how off you’d been,but one fella in particular had.
How could he not? I mean what sort of a boyfriend would bakugou be if he hadn’t noticed how out of character you had been acting.
And although he knew the exact cause for your change in character,he refrained from addressing it in public for fear of you losing your cool.you were a generally chill kinda person,but he didn’t wanna push you because he KNEW you hated yelling.(#opposites attract<3)
So,only after your classes for the day were over ,and he’d noticed you’d disappeared in what he’d definitely call a flash ,did he leave to find you in your personal little haven.
Truth be told he wasn’t sure if you wanted him there,but adorably enough he wanted to make sure you were okay…(MARRY HIMM NOW ISTGGG)
He reached your dorm and gently knocked on the door numbered ‘5’ ,recognizing it as your own,and when you didn’t answer he knocked again.
This was met with a barely audible grumble from your side,and he was sure that he would have missed it had he not been paying extra close attention.And now having received an answer(which he did in fact take as permission to enter) he opened your door to find you wrapped in your sheets on your bed with your computer on your lap.you look irritated,tired and just exhausted!
He exhaled at this.he’d tried so many times to get you to have a regular sleep schedule but to no avail as it just never seemed to stick…he stood before you,arms crossed over his chest, looking at your sheet clad form.you glared up a him in return.he then exhaled and took a few steps forward until he was directly in front of you.you eyed him warily,knowing full well that he would attempt to either embrace you  or establish some form of physical contact.but you really just couldn’t right now.
So you looked up at your boyfriend and in a weak voice said, “not right now ‘suki…please?”
This made him freeze in place.but after a second of processing,he just nodded and left the room.
(where did he go you ask?well let me tell you reader! He went for a lil run until you’d cooled down~might as well do something productive right?)
After about 45 minutes,his phone buzzed with a message from you and without even checking it,he jogged back to your room.
Once there, he knocked and this time,his gesture was met with a soft “come in.”
He entered to see you looking a bit better and when you held your arms open,he walked right into them;him standing and you sitting on your bed.
Slowly he shifted onto your bed and you explained how you’d just  been tired and overstimulated at the time. He nodded thoughtfully and then gave you a soft peck on the lips before resuming your little cuddle session.
No one ever saw bakugou this vulnerable,no one that is,except for you.and the fact that the two of you could just effortlessly be comfortable and vulnerable with each other is why you each felt so safe and secure in your relationship.you were eachother’s own safe space and it felt nice to know that you’d always be there for eachother,be it when you need space or when you need your space invaded.you’d always help eachother no matter what!(AND MANN DO I FIND THAT BEAUTIFUL :’])
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feedback,likes,reblogs and comments are so very appreciated tbh :’)i hope you enjoyed and ill catch ya next time!
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mooonjin · 1 year
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HELLO MOON ITS JIABEE
can i ask for a tech x reader (gn, fem, idc) after he gets his leg injured? like hurt/comfort fluffy shit?
thank you, ily!
(you remind me of my friend ella, she's a major simp except her energy is directed towards bts and kdrama actors 😂)
Tech-nically, You're Not Fine
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Notes: EEEE HEY JIABAE! i hope you like this and dont mind me puting in some hormons at parts,, also i LOVE bts too, shoutout to ella hehee much luv!!
Pairing: Tech x gn!reader
Summary: Tech's injury on Serenno left you in a fit of worry. As much as you wanted to change the outcome of the incident, the past already happened. He was here with you, in the present, injured and in need of somebody to take care of him.
Warnings/Tags: mentions of bruises, mentions of tending to injuries, sprinkles of hurt, teeny bit suggestive, teeny ss2 spoilers, fluff — tell me if I've missed anything!
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You were upset, you were furious, you were every emotion that wasn't anything 'happy.' That mission was stupid and reckless and they shouldn't have gone whether they would've been rich or not.
Are you kidding me? Castle Serenno? The former home of Count Dooku? Was that really the price of freedom? Almost getting yourselves killed for money? All the money in the world wouldn't matter if they died!
Is what you wanted to say as you were carefully setting up some bandaging for Tech's fractured femur, who, insisted it be called his fractured left femur. On a separate wheely table, you had all of the bacta bandages and several other tools that Tech provided you with.
You weren't sure if he wanted you to do it because he didn't trust himself enough or if he just wanted you. You'd like to think it was the second option considering he was definitely intelligent enough to patch himself.
"Why would you agree to go on that mission, Tech? I know you, Wrecker and possibly Echo agreed but you? Agreeing to this? That's outrageous!" it was a more toned down version of what you initially wanted to confront Tech with but you didn't want to scare him off like that whilst he was injured.
"Outrageous is the correct term I would use but as soldiers of war, paying a price for freedom is certainly worth the effort," he bargained, maintaining a stern tone of voice, being careful not to directly yell at you.
He remembered what Romar told him, that there is life outside of war so his ambition to retrieve the war chest upped. Tech was definitely dispirited when his femur was crushed and the war chest was the last of their priorities.
You grumbled, your face feeling hot from the anger you've tried to contain. Lashing out at an injured man was inappropriate, "Y'didn't even gain anything from the mission besides an injury—which could've been life threatening!"
"Fortunately, it was not. My left femur was crushed so it is only my lower half would have been threatened. If I was situated four meters lower then yes, I would also be inclined to agree with the term 'life-threatening', otherwise, I am fine." Tech was too exhausted to continue speaking, hoping that was an enough of an answer for you.
He didn't speak anymore, wanting to discourage a potential argument.
You checked on him multiple times as you prepared the equipment, noticing how he always flickered his gaze to the cockpit and back to his datapad.
You audibly sighed, gaining his attention from time to time, lowering your voice so you weren't harshly talking to him.
"Tech, you know nothing bad will happen to your datapad and the cockpit, right? You're injured, can't even walk properly and need rest," you said, to avert his gaze — mainly to you.
He swallowed shyly after his actions had been brought up, "Once you're able to secure my fractured femur, I am more than capable to sustain my own mobility," you dropped your shoulders, sending Tech and not-so-approved stare.
Even if his statement was true, the constant movement wouldn't give his poor femur time to heal.
"That's not an excuse to throw away resting time," you mumbled, eyebrows furrowing, trying to suppress the dismay in your voice. You unbuckled his knee-piece to get his left leg bare so there wasn't any obstruction when applying the bandages.
Next was his long array of tools as well as his blaster holster that was held together like a belt. You reached around his hip to unclip it, letting the items fall limp.
"I can manage," was all he mumbled before letting you finish up with taking off his trinkets.
You were now face-to-face with Tech's bare denim-blacks and eye-level with his crot—
You coughed, gaining his attention again, "A-hem," to save him from unnecessary pain, you stopped, not progressing with his outfit.
Tech seemed to have reached over to his holopad as you were taking his belt off. You rolled your eyes, coughing again so he would actually look up from the screen. How are his eyes not sore?
"Yes?" his eyes peaking just over the screen. The unexpected eye contact sent you to a blushing fit after having to pry your eyes away from the... view.
Your mouth opened first but nothing came out immediately, your eyes darting quickly to look everywhere but directly into his gold chocolate orbs.
"I won't do it for you so I don't accidentally hurt you, but could you roll up your jeans?" you waved your hand around, shyly, averting your eyes to the oh so lovely floor of the Marauder.
"That wouldn't be smart. Compiling my wear on top of my fractured femur is most likely to cause pressure," when Tech speaks to you, you could listen to him continue for hours on end.
Your eyes made their way back to his eyes before they widened slightly. He was already looking straight at you, unaware of what he's doing.
Although, it didn't really answer your question, "So?"
"I suggest I rid of the jeans so it is easier for you to mend," he discarded his datapad, letting it rest against the panel of buttons.
"Do you need to stand up?" you shoved back every stutter from escaping your throat.
"I do."
You quickly stood up, scooping him gently as he put pressure on his right leg for support. For his privacy, you looked away as fast as you could before you could see him clip off his crotch piece and dip his gloved fingers into the hem of his jeans. He slowly pulled them far enough down his thighs.
"How uh, far do you need them down?" you practically crushed your eyes as you shut them, overthinking the intention of your question. Fortunately, Tech took it like every other question he'd been asked.
"Only beneath my thighs, you may put me back down and remove the rest."
You tensed at his words.
"You want me to—uh, remove them?" you carefully helped him back down into the chair, the tops of his thighs exposed and the slightest view of his exposed boxers.
He didn't answer your question immediately, taking the time to clip his crotch piece back. You were internally disappointed at the loss but you were snapped out of your thoughts when you heard Tech speak again.
"Considering my state, leaning parallel to my legs would not do my femur justice. You have the mobility effective enough to remove them without further injuring me."
Any response died at the back of your throat. He's right. Always is so, you didn't object. Tech watched you delicately take the jeans off his legs and once you passed the area of his fractured femur, he picked up his neglected datapad and tapped away.
Your angry thoughts about the Batch attending the war chest mission, dissipated. You were quick to wander along his bare skin. He was muscly and toned, slightly upset that he would be hiding all of this under his outfit.
With a quick, mental slap, you addressed the serious matter at hand.
The bruising around the skin was extreme, a cloud of purple and scattered layers of green-ish yellow taking up a large amount of the thigh. You admired Tech's level of toleration of the injury. 
Hoping you gave it enough time to soak, you reached over to the prepared bacta bandages.
Once they were ready, you gave Tech a heads-up, "Bandages are ready, it'll be cold," you carried the white fabric onto Tech's thigh, subconsciously lifting his knee up to wrap it around, forgetting to warn him about that too.
Tech hissed, gritting his teeth at the movement. You heard him, mumbling apologies after apologies, doing your best to get the wrapping secure and done with.
You slotted a tan fabric layer to keep the bandages from coming loose under his thigh, bringing it up to clip it down. Once it was secure enough, you sighed, sitting back on your heels.
"I should've been there to help earlier," guilt slowly inched towards you. You stood up, pushing the table into a compartment. Your words caught the attention of Tech who shockingly put away his datapad for the time being.
"It was not your fault, it was only a matter of gravity and my unfortunate placement when the crate fell," he peaked around the corner, watching you bring out Crosshair's old rifle case.
"I know but could've at least like, pushed you out of the way or maybe be in your position inste—"
"No. It would not be wise to be in my position and the thought of you taking 150 kilograms similar to I is excruciating."
A small grin crept up to your face, analysing his sentence and repeating the fact he thinks about you.
You took out any remaining blaster ammo out of the rifle, double-checking that it was empty. You clicked off the sniping lens and propped it back into the case.
You chuckled, closing the case, "You think about me?" Tech's eyes blinked rapidly, processing your bold choices of words.
"Yes... well, if I was not, communication would be quite difficult." You chuckled again. There was some truth Tech's excuse, you suspected he added the last bit to cover for his answer.
The rifle in your hand was now safe enough to act as a crutch to support Tech, who was still jeanless.
You scooped Tech under his arms to help him stand up on his now supported leg. You made sure the rifle sat comfortable under his shoulder and his bandages sat on his thigh properly.
Now for his jeans.
This time, you weren't as nervous about the whole jeans ordeal. However, Tech was the opposite. Because his datapad was on the panels, the distance to reach it for himself was impossible, having to distract himself some other way.
You brought the jeans up below Tech's thighs, allowing him to put them up himself. Tech gulped, trying his hardest erase the image of you in such a compromising position.
"Sorry I wasn't there," you mumbled, placing him back down onto the chair.
"Like I said, it was not your fault and in the midst of a mission, it wouldn't be very efficient to mend me inside of a vertical war chest on the extremity of a cliff." Tech's way of comforting you was unique but it certainly helped ease you up.
"Now, you need to rest." Tech was now in arms length to reach over to his datapad, finally continuing whatever beep bop boops he was up to.
"Thanks to you, I am capable of considerable mobility. I am fine."
You rolled your eyes, snatching his holopad from his grasp. You waved your thumb over the shut off button as a passive way to threaten him if he doesn't get rest, "You are not."
"Technically, I am."
"Technically, you're not."
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Post-Notes: hope ya liked it, i didnt edit much so im might come back to it to edit oops,, also i hope i wrote tech accuratly!
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polyamzeal · 4 months
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You don't have to answer if you don't want to but how do I know if I'm ready to open a relationship with my partner, I don't know where I lie on the polyam scale but she is 100% poly and wants to have the opportunity to talk to other people and stuff but it scares me a lot even though I want her to be happy and she says nothing will change between us, she deserves her needs met and everything after all but my CPTSD causes me a lot of abandonment and self loathing issues that I'm afraid will get in the way of her happiness because what if I can't take it if she gets another partner? I dont want her to repress herself but it also wouldn't be fair to her or the other person for me to ask her to stop. Sometimes I feel like I would be fine and others it's a petrifiying fear of being passed over or replaced. I've told her all of this and we definitely want to stay together no matter what happens but i want us to make the right choice.
The straight-forward answer is you never really know for sure. You just need to decide when you are comfortable enough to try.
To be a little blunt, the "nothing will change between us" is a sweet thing to say but I don't think it is true. It is comforting to think that because we fear change. But honestly if nothing was going to change I don't think there would be a drive to open up. Ideally by opening up she will get more of her needs met which will then improve her relationship with you and change for the better.
I think the most important thing is to work on your fear of abandonment in relation to her. You two should work on your trust in each other. Once you are secure in your relationship, you won't feel threatened by other partners. You will realize that she has no reason to pass you over or replace you because you have irreplicable value to her and no other partner could change that.
All that said, it is still reasonable to be prepared for worst-case scenarios. It would be irresponsible of me if I made it sound like every couple that opens up is always 100% ok and nobody is ever replaced as you fear. So I think you should at least wait to open up until you are confident that if anything even remotely related to such problems do come up that you both feel confident that you could talk it out with each other and work through it in a healthy way.
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