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empty-styrofoam · 3 months
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I would do anything you ask of me, I’m a people pleaser.
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un-necessarycontext · 2 months
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The Horrible Tale of How I Managed to Fall for My Very Married Co-Worker
They say the heart wants what the heart wants.
But what if what the heart wants is not only unavailable, it’s also inadvisable, immature and immoral?
In other words, what if it’s trash?
Let’s be clear: I didn’t set out to fall for Declan (all names have been changed to protect the innocent [and not-so-innocent]). There was no lightning strike when we met. I didn’t hear bells or experience any kind of special tingle in my Spidey Senses. If anything, I was slightly repulsed.
It was my first day on the job at Work Co. and Declan was there to greet me. It was only the two of us, plus an irritable IT rep, due to the fact that it was 2021 and everyone was still working remotely.
Because of his mask, I couldn’t see Declan’s full face, but the top half was unremarkable. Blue eyes peered from behind John Lennon-style glasses. His mop of brown hair was clearly on its way to gray.
And he smelled. I remember wondering if there was something wrong with him, because the musty, slightly greasy scent wafting off of him was slightly concerning.
In short, not the first impression that launches an office crush.
And yet. Here I sit, three years and countless zoom calls, lunch breaks and strategy sessions later and I know one thing is certain: I want Declan.
Less certain: Does he want me?
There are times when we’re together, working or pretending to work in his shlubby office that I wish he’d clean more frequently when we lock eyes and I’m nearly certain something’s there.
I feel it when he calls me on our work from home days. Sometimes he’ll create a work-related reason—we need to prep for tomorrow’s meeting!—but I know our call will eventually devolve into our usual shoot-the-shit silliness where we talk about whatever comes to our mind, oversharing and ignoring professional boundaries. Even better are the times when he calls just because.
“I just felt like chatting.”
Or, “I need to vent.”
Or, best of all, “I was lonely and I haven’t talked to you all day.”
I feel it when his eyes light up after discovering another thing we have in common. There’s a small age gap between us, and he’s always surprised that not only am I aware of pop culture from his generation, but that I enjoy it.
I feel it when he says my name, more than necessary and often teasingly.
There is something unspoken between us, I know that. It may have to remain unspoken, with neither of us truly betraying our feelings.
But I have too much churning and bubbling inside of me. I need an outlet. And so I’m here.
Because there is too much on the line.
Our jobs.
His marriage.
Oh, and the little fact that I’m married, too.
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thenothingness · 9 months
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the emotional affair,
the pain from knowing that you care about other girl’s feeling more than me,
the constant hurtful words,
the amount of self respect I’ve lost.
do you still think this is just a heartbreak?
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I'm a winner!
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onlyonewoman · 2 years
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As an autistic person who’s emotional spectrum doesn’t really separate between a romantic crush and a friendship crush, the term “emotional affair” is driving me fucking NUTS. Because really, being excited, feeling happy and invested in another person on an emotional level, isn’t something you can help. That’s just chemistry and some people, for example myself, doesn’t feel a difference in the sort of feelings I get in a new friendship or a crush - or a new hyper focused hobby. I feel the same sort of intense happiness with a person I’m having a crush on, as I do with someone I just discovered to be a really close friend or a new show I get really invested in. I have the same stupid smile when talking about my beloved horses, as I had when I was newly in love with my hubby. So, of course, I’ve had a number of crushes over the past 17+ years I’ve been together with my hubby. Because my brain doesn’t separate the intense happiness I feel for a tv show or another person.  It was highly annoying at first, of course, but as long as it doesn’t turn into physical cheating or crossing other boundaries me and hubby have, I really don’t see why the hell people (mostly on reddit) are making such a fuss about. Because a longterm loving relationship, doesn’t mean your brain can be shut off from experiencing feelings. Simply feeling an intense connection similar to a romantic crush doesn’t mean you’re cheating because feelings aren’t that fucking important all the time. If you know that your relationship, on a whole, is good and healthy and that you have something with this person/these persons that is far more important than a crush that chemically wont last for more than a few months, then what’s the fucking problem? Most of you will have a crush on someone else than your partner at one time or another. Because it’s impossible to experience that exact same feeling again you had at first, with a longterm partner. Having a crush, means you’re experiencing this NEW thing/person, and that’s why said crush is even possible. We’re not supposed to be all butterfly/dating shit in a longterm relationship, because that’s for the crush period. (I obviously refer to people who are able to feel romantic attraction here, regardless of sex being a part of it or not.) “He/she/they are cleaaaarly having an emotional affair!!!” Uhm. What? What does that even mean? Does it mean being “too happy”? Having “too much in common”?  I absolutely get there’s a problem when the friendship - or hobby - starts to chew into time, energy and affection your partner then gets too little of. That’s shitty and also, quite often, unintentional. I did that mistake. Being autistic and having a difficulty keeping friends, I always felt overwhelmingly happy meeting a new person who took interest in me. It felt like a world of acceptance just opened up and I was starved of that so my brain got fucking high on it. It felt almost exactly the same, every time: like I was falling in love. I have also, unintentionally, hurt my hubby with this hyperfocus and that’s never okay, which leads me to another thing reddit morons suck at: Not. Going. Nuclear. People generally put too much significance into a crush, hence blowing it out of proportion whether it’s the person having a crush or someone seeing it from the outside. But an intense crush, unless there’s some actual problems in your relationship or just a realisation that this other person truly is the one you’d choose if you had to make a choice, is just not that much of a deal. The fact that I have the unfortunate inability to feel a distinct difference between a romantic and a platonic crush, doesn’t mean I’ve lost my ability to think. I KNOW now that when I get intensely into another person, those feelings will calm down if I don’t make a fuss about it. I reckognize them and sit calmly, waiting for those annoying little shits to calm the fuck down and that’s it. The thing is, in the meantime and, of course, just before I’ve realised I may have got myself caught up in another crush, I’m probably going to feel like I’m in love, hence having an “emotional affair”. Only, I feel the exact same high as I did when I got invested in “The Untamed”, “Word of Honor” and “Kinnporsche”. And since I’m not an idiot, I can just sit back and roll my eyes at myself for this “emotional affair”, grateful that while part of my brain can’t tell the difference between getting wrapped up in the vegaspete feels and having a crush on a real life person, my logical thinking is still intact, shaking it’s head at me - together with my amazing husband.
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charbear177 · 1 year
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Emotional Affairs 101 - 7 Signs You're Having An Emotional Affair
Emotional affairs are more common than many of us would like to think. They happen quite often in the workplace and friendship groups. They can start at any place people spend time with others and have an opportunity to develop non romantic relationships. Those non romantic relationships may take an intimate or romantic turn, and that is where things can get complicated.
The term emotional affair describes a type of relationship between people. The term often describes a bond between two people that mimics or matches the closeness and emotional intimacy of a romantic relationship while not being physically consummated. An emotional affair is sometimes referred to as an affair of the heart. An emotional affair may emerge from a friendship, and progress toward greater levels of personal intimacy and attachment.
Wondering if you or your partner may be having an emotional affair? Here are 7 signs to look out for.
7 Signs of An Emotional Affair
You’re Very Close
You are very close to your opposite-sex friend. You two are besties. You share thoughts, feelings, dreams, and even secrets. Your relationship is closer than the typical friendship and has a level of intimacy that mimics a romantic relationship.
Talking All The Time
You two talk all of the time. Whether it is face to face, on the phone, via text, or through emails. The communication between you two is frequent and has an element of angst. You talk more to each other than you do to your significant others and no topics are off limits.
You Think About Them All The Time
They are always on your mind. When you are not talking with them or texting them, you are thinking about them. It is almost obsessive. You may find yourself resisting the urge to reach out to them to share your good news, or bad news, or to just hear their voice because you miss them and crave contact.
The Relationship Is A Secret
Intentional or not, there is a level of secrecy to your relationship. Your partners and other friends are unaware of just how close you two are because you keep a large portion of your relationship hidden. And that’s how you both prefer it because the secrecy makes your relationship feel more special, and you realize others may not approve of your closeness.
You Share Secret About Your Partner
You share secrets about your partners with one another. You vent about your partners to each other. They seem to get you better than your partner, so when your partner does not react or respond to news or situations as you would prefer, the first person you think to go to is your emotional affair partner.
You Compare Them To Your Spouse or Partner
You may or may not be in love with your partner but when you compare your romantic partner to your emotional affair partner, your romantic partner doesn’t measure up. While things feel hard with your spouse or girlfriend or boyfriend, it feels lighter and easier with your emotional affair partner.
You Feel Like Time With Your Spouse Is A Betrayal
The more connected and attached you feel to your emotional affair partner, the more you question your relationship with your spouse or partner. As your emotional relationship grows, the more you secretly want to be with them, and the more not being with them feels like a betrayal of the relationship you two have. Sounds crazy but love and emotions can make us reckless and irrational.
An emotional affair will make you feel alive when you are missing something or feel dead in your committed relationship. But if you’re not willing to lose what you have with your current partner, and an emotional affair will blow that up, you need to change course and stay away from the temptation, and end the emotional affair. Or at least end one of the relationships.
Many people would rather their partner commit a physical affair over an emotional affair because sex is one thing but feelings and love is hard to come back from. The intimacy of an emotional affair goes deep and a partner accepting the fact that their spouse or partner fell in love with someone else is a hard pill to swallow and they may never get past it.
What Should You Do About Your Emotional Affair?
I cannot tell you what to do about your emotional affair because it’s your life and every situation is different. What I will advise is that you take a step back to figure out why you were vulnerable to an emotional affair in the first place.
Are there problems in your marriage or relationship that you are avoiding addressing or struggling with feeling trapped in your relationship? Do you bore easily in your romantic relationships and are always looking for something new? Or is your emotional affair partner the person you were always meant to be with?
There are no easy answers but how do you envision your life in the future? In your mind, is your future with your current partner or with someone else? Only you know what’s in your heart and mind.
What are your thoughts on emotional affairs? Have you ever been impacted by an emotional affair? Have you ever had one? Are you currently having an emotional affair? Please share your thoughts and experience!
“If a man, who says he loves you, won’t tell you the details of a private conversation between him and another woman you can be sure he is not protecting your heart. He is protecting himself and the women he has feelings for. Wise women simply see things as they are, not as their low self-esteem allows.” ― Shannon L. Alder
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I keep having this daydream about emotional affair. it's a few weeks in the future, at our friend's birthday party. the last time I talked to him was The Day, the last time we were within 500 feet of each other he turned around and walked out once he saw me. at the party, as it gets darker and darker I go to the front yard and sit on the steps we all sat on before running to get snacks before watching coraline a year ago, he wanders over, either on purpose to see me or not, and silently sits down. I silently ask how it's been, we make small talk and eventually I explain it, all, I explain everything, I tell him about the breakup about why I did it about how shit my life has been since then about how I've lived in fear of seeing him or someone who'd recognize me from him and then he apologizes. and we hug. and we go back to the party. and I can't get this out of my head. it wouldn't go that well if it actually happened it'd be a fucking shit show, and, he's going to avoid me like the plague and I should avoid him like it as well because I promised not to instigate anything at the party. and I assume he did too. but what I wouldn't pay to just have him listen and understand and accept it so I can accept it and just to feel for a moment what it was like back when everything was fine and I wasn't a giant mess and alone for a moment in his arms. fuck.
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tuesday nights are for sleepovers.
you tell everyone
you’re sleeping on my floor.
yet you crawl into my bed
as if it were your own.
on tuesday, i take you to the beach.
you say i’m too romantic.
we get crushed under the wave
and talk about happiness.
my friends get back
and our conversation goes unfinished.
in the back seat i lay in your lap.
you point out a
3 floor rental.
we joke about buying it.
telling no one we left.
living our lives by the sea.
i say the house is haunted
i scream silent conversations
with you
in the back of the car.
my head in your hands,
god, did you know
that i used to fall asleep like this?
there’s sand in my bed.
in my hair.
we sit on the beach together.
pet the dogs,
i watch you make friends with everyone.
you say i make you happier.
that it’s dangerous.
this was only ever supposed to be
an unrequited emotional affair.
i take a trillion photos of you.
we make our same mistake.
thinly veiled tension
walking arm and arm through a city
i will now forever associate with you.
we make our same mistake.
you make me blush.
on wednesday mornings, now
we wake up entwined.
still too hot to touch,
but that’s never stopped our rampant
mutually assured self destruction.
you massage my back.
you know where it hurts,
all the right buttons to push.
i wonder if your hand still smells like me.
i wont shower til tomorrow.
i’ll hold on to what i have.
you say it should stop.
but i can’t. i don’t want to.
i’d rather hold on to tuesdays.
team building exercises.
that fleeting moment of happiness
when you get one of my stupid jokes.
when i tuck a flower behind your ear
walking down the beach streets.
you asked if we were on a date.
i asked the dog.
he did not have an answer.
you said that i fall in love with my friends-
which is not true.
i fall in love with being loved;
unfortunately for us both
you’re very good at that.
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starryvomit · 12 days
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if this was the 18th century they’d call it female hysteria
nowadays we call it loving a liar.
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un-necessarycontext · 2 months
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Hall Passes That Hit Close to Home
“Who’s your hall pass?”
At some point in our lives, many of us get too old or too married to play Fuck, Marry, Kill. Though let’s be real, you’re never actually too old or too married to play it, you just realize we live in a society and talking about fucking and/or killing other people might be a bit much for company.
Anyway, for those of us who for whatever reason, societal or not, feel like they can no longer play Fuck, Marry, Kill the way they used to, talking about hall passes seems to be a good way to fill the void.
What’s a hall pass?
For those who’ve never heard the term or didn’t bother to see what looked like a truly forgettable movie of same name, a hall pass is a person who you are allowed to step outside your marriage for in the hypothetical situation wherein they, too, are interested in having sex with you.
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Usually, this person is a celebrity, the thought being that there’s no way you’d ever actually manage to bang them and thus all parties involved in the agreement feel secure.
It’s all very innocent fun.
It can also tell you a lot about someone’s tastes. Do they go for someone astronomically hot for their hall pass? Or are they more likely to be seduced by someone perhaps not as conventionally attractive, but has an outsized public personality? It can say a lot about your type.
(This, by the way, is how I came to realize my husband finds women with strong eyebrows to be very attractive.)
Is That Your Type Or…?
Bringing this around to Declan, several years ago, we were all enjoying ourselves at a work happy hour. We were all a few drinks in and the conversation wound up coming around to the subject of hall passes.
Our coworker, Kasey, posed the question to me: “Who’s your hall pass?”
I inwardly groaned.
I should state now that my hall passes, like most people’s, reflect what I find attractive in others. And what I usually find attractive are tall, ridiculous, goofy men.
I have never once been attracted to shorter men who have no sense of humor but are otherwise objectively hot. I honestly don’t understand what others see in them.
This is all to say that I’m one of the weirdos whose hall passes aren’t incredibly gorgeous humans, though they’re very much gorgeous in my eyes.
“Jason Segel and Matthew Lillard,” I finally answered.
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Predictably, I was met with a sea of blank faces and spent the next five minutes explaining who each of those actors are and why in the world I’d want them over, say, Henry Cavill.
Eventually, everyone moved on and a few minutes later, the question was posed to Declan.
“Who’s your hall pass?”
He sat back and pretended to think for a moment, scratching at his beard and running a hand through his wild hair.
Then, for a brief moment, he turned and looked at me, before smiling sheepishly and admitting, “Selma Hayek.”
All right then.
So, Declan likes Latina women with large racks.
At this point, I should clarify that I am a half-Latina woman with a large rack.
Huh.
It was a little thing and no one dwelled on it—Kasey seemed more interested in discussing her hall pass with Ryan Gosling, but it’s something that’s always stuck in my brain. Declan likes brown women.
I’d already known at the time that I shared certain physical traits with his wife: curly brown hair, dark features, outsized boobs. We don’t look alike, she and I, but we don’t look different, if that makes sense.
A big difference is that she’s white and I’m… well, I don’t know what I am. During the winter when I’m paler I can pass for Italian. But once the weather gets warm and the sun hits my skin, it becomes clear pretty fast that I’m not 100% Caucasian.
And I’ve had to learn—as unfortunately many women of color have—that not every guy is into that.
But Declan, it would seem, is. And while I would never go so far as to compare myself to Salma Hayek’s beauty standards, I can’t help but wonder…
I also can’t help but wonder what Declan might have thought if I’d mentioned another one of my hall passes, who might be a tip off as to what else I happen to find attractive: Michael Sheen.
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Wild salt and pepper hair, unruly beard, at times hilarious and at times unhinged? Sounds familiar.
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You can do the right thing, or the easy thing...
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normasshearer · 28 days
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If anything had to happen to one of us, why did it have to be you?
LOVE AFFAIR 1939, dir. Leo McCarey
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houseswife · 5 months
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I love how they set taub’s biggest issue up to be the fact that he cheats on his wife. like that’s the only thing wrong with him really. and everybody dunks on him for it. meanwhile wilson has been causally dropping the fact that he’s a serial philanderer since season 1 and nobody bats an eye because there’s just so much else to unpack that it might be the most normal aspect of his personality
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impossibledial · 9 months
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what i feel a lot of people who say dan and blair should’ve stayed friends don’t understand is that their friendship was always rooted in romance. they went to the movies, they went out for coffee, they went on walks. all things they couldn’t do with their respective love interests. their friendship was never just a friendship. they both needed each other to fill what was missing from their lives; understanding.
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weebsinstash · 1 year
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Alright bestie I’m on that shit again
So yandere Superman, right? Like obviously your fucked. The only other yandere in existence that might just be able to keep you from him is Batman, but even then he’d probably sooner work together just to ensure your safety- but that’s a prompt for another day.
Back to yan Superman, imagine you’re his darling and he is “keeping you safe”. But one day, you get snatched up by some organization that wants to use you as leverage or some shit, but you are just sobbing in relief at maybe being free- only to have Superman show up and do some not so super things to everyone who “stole” you
There are just so many casually horrifying things about Superman that people don't realize until you start like digging into his lore. "Oh he's super strong and a super fast flyer" actually he can do basically anything at those super speeds to the point he can literally even PROCESS THOUGHTS at near light-speed which means he has Absolutely Terrifying reaction times and can make plans and schemes on a dime, which, you know, can be even better utilized by him being intelligent. He has natural invulnerability so if you throw a punch at him too hard you could literally shatter the bones in your hand and he can't even control that, like you could literally hurt yourself with him on accident! He can see across INSANE DISTANCES and his x-ray vision doesn't have like a set range so he could do anything from, peep inside buildings to spy on you, to looking under your clothing for any bruises or injuries or even self harm marks, to peeking behind your hero disguise to learn your true identity, to seeing if there's anything inside your stomach and seeing if you're eating properly. Like jesus christ he literally found out Lois was pregnant from waking up one morning and suddenly hearing the heartbeat of the FETUS, there's literally nothing from him pulling that stereotypical "I know you're nervous or lying or afraid because I can literally hear your heartbeat increase" scary bullshit
And let's talk about Lois for a sec because my god her death was literally what kicked off the Injustice timeline? And there are other forms of Superman media where she just straight up dies naturally of cancer! Sure we could take the easy way and say "in this au Lois never existed or was just Clark's friend and he loved YOU" (which is my preferred default tbh bc, no competition for Reader lol) but I mean if you're going for that angst, that real whump, a yandere Clark Kent that just lost his wife/unborn child to either the Injustice incident or cancer, now overcome with grief? And in those cancer timelines they usually already have a son, Jonathan, and sometimes Jordan, and here's Clark thinking, well, his boy needs a mother, and he's got these weird feelings for you, and lil Jonny clearly has affection for you, maybe bring a bit of a platonic yan himself who sees you as either a big sister or even a secondary mom, so... be his wife maybe?
Like my god if Reader somehow helped him through the grief of losing Lois and managed to avoid "fully activating" Superman's anime villain arc, like he's going full fascist in the Injustice 2 Bad Ending, then some shit DEFINITELY goes down when Reader gets taken away. It just reactivates all his trauma. No! He can't lose anyone else! Jonathan can't lose anyone else! You're not just someone he loves, you're his FRIEND!
You're just huddled in whatever cell you've been kept in with your black eyes and bruises and knuckles bloodied from trying to fight back when you hear Clark's voice and you look up with excitement that just falls immediately off your face because holy shit did he just unlock that thumbprint scanner with a severed arm, and suddenly you're realizing there are other shades of red on his costume and dripping from his fingers
I can only imagine like, ngl I considered a sequel to my fic Doubt where Reader escapes the manor and runs into Supernan as the only other person who can protect you, so here we would have the inverse: you're the only one who knows about Clark's increasing instability and, while you still have your own freedom and autonomy, try to speak to Bruce about it, and now you have Batman Vs Superman: Competing For Your Heart Edition. I can only imagine what sort of unhinged reactions there would be if you think you've got Batman alone and you're beginning to cry all "Bruce I'm really worried about Clark, he isn't acting like himself, there's something wrong with him" and. Clark is like literally using his x-ray vision to read lips through the walls if he can't use his super hearing to outright eavesdrop.
Of course as you suggested, I'm always a slut for ideas with"oh shit I ran to this guy to help me and he's ALSO crazy, now they're teaming up and I'm in some weird shared/poly situation with TWO nutjobs". Lmao you go to Bruce concerned about Kal and Bruce goes to confront him and Clark just drops "did you know Y/N has been hiding self harm cuts under their hero suit also wow they smoke HELLA weed and im worried about their lungs and all the stuff they do when they're alone that no one else knows about 🥺" and suddenly here's Bruce " thanks i hate this actually :)" and there's a scheme concted to spy on you or move you elsewhere.
I've even thought of "Reader oh nooOoooOo, that, giant monster or villain attack or whatever also coincidentally destroyed your shitty little apartment complex? You mean Clark 'accidently' got sent flying into your building or smacked some giant creature into it and now you don't have a place to live? And you're broke too? Oh no 🥺 Well, BATMAN has this nice big house with lots of room in for you to stay toooootally 'temporarily', we PROMISE uwu"
Batman is the one who can put a tracking chip injected into your skin or even disguised as a filling in one of your teeth, and Superman is the one who can zoom off to rescue you/retrieve you "faster than a speeding bullet". I think one of the only people who could bring them down together at that point would be like. Fucking DARKSEID and, Jesus no, you definitely don't want HIM treating you as a pet 😭 the evil Batman that was brainwashed by him in the Apokolips War movie was scary enough (and scary HOT, lmao, let him keep me as some sort of prize and the only luxury Darkseid will allow him as a reward for his obedience. Lord Batman goes from having a meeting talking about like enslaving people to returning to his quarters and railing tf outta you because he's still holding onto some slim vestiges of humanity where he cares about you but also using you as his personal anti stress fuck toy)
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poetrybyonur · 4 months
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People who were never shown emotional love by their caretakers when growing up often end up with avoidant partners. They often crave the emotional love they never had growing up or can’t get at home and become emotional predators, seeking out online connections with certain types of people that fit their romantic criteria in order to get close to them to fulfil this craving for emotional intimacy, because they are incapable of loving themselves. They wear their masks so well, until it falls off and breaks, and we see that it was just an illusion.
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