#im a walking red flag

[yoku-yukihime]

hello tumblr oomfs i made a kinlist n thought itd be fun to share it

please make fun of me as you see fit.

#im a walking red flag

[emberecstasyy]

You are so beautiful and I would be lucky if you even considered falling in love with me

Sorry the person you're trying to reach is currently experiencing repulsion towards anything having to do with love. They have been traumatized, sent to the grippy sock place and had a shit time.

But the fact that you're simping that hard is adorable tho 🥰🫶

#im actually crazy so it's a blessing for you #pls dont #i bite #and by bite i mean have the most irregular emotions and rage you can imagine #im a walking red flag #wewoo wewoo 🚨 #asks

[ethantalkstoomuch]

Fighting Family

Tommy escapes to London when his outburst with Arthur becomes to much to handle and Alfie helps him see sense.

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A fix it for s2 e2 when Tommy goes off at Arthur, this made me really emotional and annoyed with tommy and because i'm a walking red flag i made a 'fix it' where i make tommy to be burnt out and Alfie provides some solutions. idek lmao

Tommy is fuming as he stormed into Alfie’s London house. It’s past supper time and his visit is not expected and appears to be a spur of the moment decision. Alfie stares at him wide eyed over a book as Tommy looms in the doorway of the living room breathing hard.

“I can’t fucking deal with him,” he spits and Alfie makes the quick decision this is a blood boiling situation of a less than lusterous type. Putting the book down and his glasses on the table, he gestures to the couch beside him. 

“Sit down, love, tell me what's happened,” Alfie says lightly. Tommy’s anger was a thing to behold and fear. He stomps over to the couch, slinging his coat, suit jacket and gun onto the floor. With cold hands he rubs at his face with frustration. 

“Arthur beat another apprentice to an early grave. His head is about to go under, and I’m sick of fucking dealing with it. I have enough on my fucking plate. Can’t leave loaded guns, can’t leave rope I’m fucken’ tired of this nonsense. I shut the door on the war he needs to as well…”

And Alfie lets Tommy rant. Silver words fall from his lips with an air of whisky and broken with Romani. He has never liked Arthur, yeah? He’s made that clear from the fucking start. But he knows that what Tommy is saying, the venom he spits is not all that it seems. The tensions between the eldest brothers had been brewing since adolescence but the war left the company business behind and strengthened their bonds. Only now it seems like it was tearing them apart.  

Deep down, Alfie realises, this wasn’t real anger. Tommy can be cold, ruthless, cunning, dangerous and downright fucking cruel. But not to his family. Arthur is no exception. This isn’t Tommy calling it quits on his brother, sickened by the way his older brother's head was about to be washed down the drain. In between the angry words and the muffled groans into his hands, Alfie could hear the fear and the exhaustion. 

Fear of losing his brother. Fear of failing to be a better brother, to stop Arthur’s mind from going topsy turvy. And exhaustion. Bruises lick below Tommy’s eyes and blood still stains the milky whites of his eyes. Sabini’s beating had not been resolved as usual. It was fucking cracked, and there is only so long before Tommy shatters.  

The boiling rage appears to simmer after a good fifteen minutes and Tommy slumps into the sofa, Alfie’s arm around him and the fire warms the ambience. Melting his frosty exterior. 

“Sounds like a right fucking ordeal,” he says eventually. His mind's eye briefly envisages Tommy grilling his youngest brother into covering for their older brother's actions. Finn has changed so much in the past few months, Alfie reflects. As Tommy inched the company closer to expansion the fourteen year old had suddenly grown into himself. He roamed the streets with a rag-tag gang of moxi teens.  

“Yeah,” Tommy mumbles tiredly and his suddenly sedate disposition leaves Alfie with a sudden moment of attention. 

“Can I talk freely for a second, mate? Where you give me an honest chance to talk before blowing my fucking brains out?”

Tommy tilts his head up with a cynical gaze but without protest. 

“Arthur’s a fucking nutjob, right? We both know that he’s never quite going to be on his rocker. But…and listen to me okay, please just listen. I have this fucken’ suspiciousn, like one of those rocks in your shoes that aren’t really there, yeah? I suspect that you ain’t actually thinking Arthur needs to be disposed of before he goes proper mental, I don’t really think you're sick of him. Radical thoughts I know but hold on.” Alfie feels Tommy shift in  his hold and knows there's nothing he can do if he suddenly decides he no longer wants to be a part of this conversation. 

“You’re actually, just really fucking tired. Of being the bloke in charge and sorting shit out. Only a few weeks ago you was fucking beaten half to death by some nut job. That shit fucks you up, sweetheart. Makes it harder to cope when other things go wrong, because you're still figuring out how to cope yourself.” 

The silence is tense and prickling for the minute following Alfie’s speech. Alfie waits for the violent outburst that rips them apart. It never comes. He stares straight ahead into the slowly dying fire and feels a sudden shift against his side. Something like a face being burrowed into his chest, but he doesn’t turn to check. Like stalking deer, no sudden moves. But then something hot and damp starts to bloom through the shirt and against his skin. Seconds later it's followed by a shaking. 

Then and only then, does he move to wrap his over arm around Tommy’s small form. It’s a quiet embrace, but Tommy appreciates the weight of the arms around him. They cocoon him from the world full of his own failures which he can’t bear to face right now. 

“I don’t know how to be better,” he chokes  into the waist coat that rubs against his face. “I need to be fucking better and I don’t fucking know how.” 

Alfie brings a hand to card through Tommy’s hair. “You don’t need to be better, Thomas. You just need some rest.” 

“I can’t fucking rest,” his voice takes on an agitated tinge. “It’s not just problems in the company. I was approached for Irish business, can’t fucking tell anyone about that or we all end up dead. Fucking coppers causing problems again. Someone once decided I was the fucking boss for better of for worse and now I’m stuck with it.” 

It breaks Alfie’s fucking heart just a bit. Hearing the burnt out tone in Tommy’s voice. He tightens his hold around Tommy’s tense shoulders. “You’re not alone in this, treacle. We’ve joined forces now. Take a sabbatical, I can deal with things. Fuck, I’ve even got Ollie proficient enough at holding down the fort.” Here, Alfie chose his words very carefully. “Take the rest you need, we’ll manage to keep the company standing.”

His words seem to calm Tommy’s outburst and he lets his head roll back against Alfie’s shoulder. But the quiet only lasts for a few minutes. 

“I don’t know what to do about Arthur,” Tommy whispered to the glowing embers of the fire. 

That stumps Alfie just a bit. He has no fucking clue either. “Well,” he starts, mulling it over. “I’d say you too need to stop having conversations that end in screaming matches. Not the best resolution, then again. Like I can fucking talk. Before I met you Ollie was hiding a body every other week.”

The idea brings a smile to Tommy’s lips. 

“Nah…he needs a rest. You too. Margate or some such shit. He’s got his head the wrong way around. Boxing when he’s angry makes his brain think he needs to be angry when he boxes, not a good idea. I know you don’t like the shit the quacks gave him, but it’s probably a good idea that he’s on it.”

Tommy rubs his hands against his face and groans. “You of all people have the right ideas about keeping people calm and I only manage to fucking rile them up.”

He laughs and drops a kiss into Tommy’s hair. “That’s because I’m not his brother, darling.  Easier for me to see the solutions when I don’t care about him the way you do.” 

Tommy settles for that answer and they settle down again. A few moments pass and Alfie rises to throw another log on the fire and it roars in the background. It fills the room with warmth, and neither of them can find it in their souls to find the energy to leave their spot on the sofa; leaning into each other, hands entwined in their laps. 

#alfie x tommy #peaky blinders #tommy shelby #alfie solomons #ao3 #sholomons #tommy shelby x alfie solomons #fix it fic #im a walking red flag

[lilith-andsamael]

Are you into red flags and long nights?

Definitely 💗

#answers #im a walking red flag #and i prefer long nights over long days~

[inkskinned]

he says i hate everyone except you and that is addictive and that is kind of romantic and beautiful because you're young and you're kind of a sarcastic asshole too and you don't like bad boys, per say, but you don't really like good ones either. and you like that you were the exception, it felt like winning.

except life is not a romance book, and he was kind of being honest. he doesn't learn to be nice to your friends. he only tolerates your family. you have to beg him to come with you to birthday parties, he complains the whole time. you want to go on a date but - people are often there, wherever you're going. he's just so angry. about everything, is the thing. in the romance book, doesn't he eventually soften? can't you teach him, through your own sense of whimsy and comfort?

at first - you know introverts often need smaller friend groups, and honestly, you're fine staying at home too. you like the small, tidy life you occupy. you're not going to punish him for his personality type.

except: he really does hate everyone but you. which means he doesn't get along with his therapist. which means he has no one to talk to except for you. which means you take care of him constantly, since he otherwise has no one. which means you sometimes have to apologize for him. which means he keeps you home from seeing your friends because he hates them. you're the single exception.

about a decade from this experience, you'll type into google: how to know if a relationship is codependent.

he wraps an arm around you. i hate everyone except you. these days, you're learning what he's actually confessing is i have very little practice being kind.

#i used to think it was romantic too and then i was like. now i see it as a HUGE red flag #writeblr #it is also almost EXCLUSIVELY said by immature ppl who think this is normal #fyi even if u think it's funny and ur like 'im an introvert it's just TRUE' like. you need therapy (ily tho) #healed introversion is just ''i would prefer to be by myself'' not ''i hate every person'' ... hate is not normal. that is not healthy #im sorry. i know it feels accurate. but if you're walking around with that kind of rage.... #1. you're making a LOT of assumptions about every single person u have ever met. which is often unfair and unkind #and also usually involves judging people based on their worst moments or little mistakes #2. you are being unfair to the person who is ur ''exception'' #3. there is a VAST difference between ''ur my favorite person'' and ''the ONLY person i like.'' #idk i think this is just a personal bias thing tbh #im sure there are people who have this experience normally #but i have YET to find a man who thinks like this and ISNT absolute DOGSHIT. although tbh.... like. im sure he exists #when u hit like 30 some of the things that were once kind of hot now just sound fucking exhausting. like ''im in a band'' #edit in the tags: i used to kind of be like this too. but the thing is that like. my life became so much more peaceful #once i started believing that people are generally good. like yes i am mad at the world at large #but it's just.... a very hard way to live. you're not a bad person or wrong for the ways other people hurt you and taught you to be angry. #but that anger will continue to hurt YOU. it will punish YOU. it will prevent YOU from making new deep connections. it will protect you yes #but it will also cause MASSIVE blowback. bc if you lose the One Person... your life will fall apart. i know this personally. #i really recommend just trying to be... cautiously optimistic instead. like. yes #people can be horrible and cruel and there are some communities (incels for example) that aren't worth that optimism #but i think like... most people will hold a door for you . most people want to help you find your wallet . #i hope one day you are able to find peace. i hope that rage eventually smooths over. i know how hard it is PERSONALLY #and i know what must have happened to you. and im deeply deeply sorry we share the same wound. #but i promise - sometimes we all need someone else to help us carry the weight. eventually the rage has to die so that we can let help in #i had to spend years biting at outstretched hands. i still often do. im still very wary . and my heart breaks that you flinch too. #here's the thing: i don't blame you. but we were both acting out of fear and pain. .... not out of healthy behavior. and ... change #was needed. i needed change too. rage was useful for a while. then it just left me isolated and bitter. i had to (with effort) #choose to let that rage go. and let people in . VERY SLOWLY THO LOL

[bpdohwhatajoy]

People be like “these are the top things I consider to be red flags in others” and then just list mental illness symptoms, effects of trauma, or neurodivergent traits

#ryan.txt #bpd #borderline personality disorder #mental health #mental illness #neurodivergent #I’m fucking tired I’m fucking tired IM FUCKING TIRED #yassss I’m a walking red flag I don’t care anymore leave me alone

[conspicuous-clown-car]

THE NEWEST LDR CHAPTER OH MY GOOOOOODDDDDF

#i can’t even verbalize my thoughts rn #IM KISSING SUN IDC IDC #he’s a little shit and i love him #he may be a walking red flag but red is my favorite color #and obviously moon isn’t the only one with memory issues right?? #RIGHT?????? #love how fucking pissed he was at the end oh my god #love their rivalry tbh #banger writing as always btw i will never get over how perfectly described everything is <3 #love death and rollerskates

[shitouttabuck]

i joke, don’t i, about my dog-coded heart. i love you like a dog, i grin, and they hear devotion and loyalty and desperation for love

i love you like a dog, and that’s cute because i’m affectionate and i’m on your side and i want to be close, all the time

but i love you like a dog, and that’s everything turned up to eleven because i’m at a party on saturday night when you call me and tell me someone hurt you. there’s calm in a crisis but no sanity—just worry and the need to protect you. i sit at the foot of your hospital bed and find the girl on facebook and tell her if she ever comes near you again i will put her in the ground myself

i love you like a dog, and i sleep on the floor of your room when we get home. i walk you to class and i glare at everyone who looks at you with anything other than kindness and i pick you up from work when your boss won’t stop staring at your bare arms

i love you like a dog, and i get an email from the university regarding my behavioural issues. you can’t threaten another student, they say. but other students can tell their classmates to kill themselves? i ask. they only reply with a date for a disciplinary hearing

i love you like a dog, and you don’t come with me. you ask if i really said those things to her. of course i did. you say maybe you will go stay at your dad’s for christmas after all

i love you like a dog, and you’re realising i’m not a good one. you come home; i’m there at the door. i love you like a dog, and you’re realising that means codependence and possessiveness and doing anything for you at the cost of everything and everyone else

i love you like a dog, and this is not what you signed up for. there’s only so much training can do: i am so good at pretending i will follow every basic command, at pretending i will behave in a way that’s acceptable

do you even know the difference between good and bad? you ask me one night, halfway to tears in the kitchen when i’m standing between you and the door, begging you don’t go see her. how is what she said to me any different from what you said to her?

and i think maybe i don’t know the difference between good and bad, only what the difference means to you. i know which behaviours performed gets me a smile and a pat, and i know which has you desperate to escape my attempt to be your shadow, nose bumping your heels with every step you take away

i don’t know the difference between good and bad, i only know how to love you. but i love you like a dog, and that’s not the way you want to be loved, because keeping you safe and keeping you warm shouldn’t ever come at the price of suffocating under my heart and apologising to your colleagues for my bad manners and stubborn presence

i love you like a dog, and maybe that would be okay if i was a dog who listened. i love you like a dog and maybe that would be okay if i didn’t have a temper. i love you like a dog and maybe that would be okay if i was a dog who knew you’re coming home when you leave

but instructions and implorations mean very little when my right and wrong is all in context of your well-being, and i am capable of both bark and bite, and you stopped coming home altogether

i love you like a dog, and it’s exhausting for you. you’re not the bad guy; you gave me a home and loved me and let me love you. you didn’t ask for a problem pet—you wanted a friend to share a house with. someone to text from the grocery store, someone to make breakfast with on sundays, someone to cover late rent

i still joke about loving like a dog. i think i’m better, these days, at pretending i know where good and bad lie. pretending i care, because you care. and maybe that’s not a pretence, then. i do care because you care. i just don’t know if my love will ever stop taking priority over morality. i’ll pretend. i’ve only lost one person since you, so maybe that’s growth

you look happy in your photos. you have a cat; that made me laugh. i’m not going to click accept on the request, because i don’t think i know how to love you any different than i did six years ago. but—and you might never know this—i’m always going to love you anyway. we may have bled out, quick and messy euthanasia of the life we built, but i love you like a dog, and that shit’s unkillable

#hello. girl i haven’t spoken to in six years sent me an instagram follow request and i had a million feelings and memories about it #this sure is revealing huh! being a walking talking red flag is only a part time job these days #there are many years of therapy and medication under my belt im a champ at dbt now #ive just spent all day feeling kind of insane #n #i love you like a dog #might as well plonk this in that tag

[pigeonpalacade]

I have basically no art to post so why not flex my media drawer

#im kind of obsessed with the way that everything fits in perfectly #the inherent eroticism in sliding a dvd out and putting back in so everything is flush #i bought 5 new dvds yesterday and i just have to haphazardly put them on top #also pretty much all of these are second hand save for some more recent movies #i also have 7 cds stuck on my wall because theyre my pride and joys and red flags for people who walk into my room #save me physical media #jake speaks into the void

[ms0milk]

writing bakugou x reader is always

me: excited to test out kats' complex character against a litany of scenarios

kirishima: the healthier, happier, man of my dreams, derailing the entire plot

#pom.chat #writing kiri as bkg's best friend it always a crapshoot bc by the end it just doesnt make any sense why y/n would ever pick kats over him #im not a compelling enough writer lmao #like- 'oh who ever shall i pick? the walking red flag or the man with no flaws?' smh #bakugou x reader #oh GOD #i always forget #bakugo x reader #UGHK #kirishima x reader #😋 #technically

[y0ungtitty]

#girlblogging #schizoposting #female manipulator #mentally unhinged #girl interupted syndrome #the feminine urge #absolutely deranged #narcissistic personality disorder #delusional #dissociation #lana del rey #walking red flag #did #male manipulator #im so tired

[nicoscheer]

Just got on the tour bus x On our way to Europe buzzing to play for you, let's smash it x love MK

lol this is hilarious Matt and Amanda crying about meeting her the Grammys and her just casually commenting on Miles’ post🤣🤣 (aside from following the other)

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She´s back !!!

looking for the hottest vintage shops

#16/02/2024 #miles kane #holy shit !!!!! #im this 🤏🏽 close to dressing up in like Ken’s fur coat for the gig now 😅 #blonde head is back #at a complete loss like the vibrant green and blue and the bleached blonde 🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽Jesus #Miles Ken #<- y’know Ken with like his blonde hair in the movie #would be sick if that were just a base color and hes gonna start dying it all shades of crazy (the italian flag; RED; pink; blue...) #crispy king #we’ve got our own Eminem #love how everyone’s like mate it’s fuckin YELLOW #I refuse to believe it is it’s just the lightning (please let it be just the lighting) cuz blond is great yellow uhmm not so much 😅 #imagine he wouldn’t have posted anything and just walked on stage in Utrecht with the new hair -> mass hysteria I’m telling you #or if the cheetah print coats ain’t enough anymore he could just dye his hair cheetah print

[ghost-of-you]

As forever comes closer, hope the world will spin slower

#ashton irwin #5sos #5sosedit #my edit #ai #hey god its me #i dont care hes a walking red flag parade I love red #i am forever changed #i also wanna be her #this is a lot #but i volunteer as tribute #googles how to get Ashton Irwin to look at me like this #this man would ruin my life but i would let him #i dont care #im gonna shut up #enjoy

[thundersyst3m]

The experience

#thunder system #Nimbus.pdf #seriously why you people crush on me #im literally a walking red flag

[craycraybluejay]

trying to speedrun presenting as every red flag ever because clearly you're not getting the hint that i dont Want you so instead i'm going to very clearly show you why i'm a bad evil toxic person and why you should maintain a comfortable distance from me even with your mental issues and attachment problems

#I AM A RED FLAG LISTEN LISTEN IM BAD EVIL WRONG #LOOK IM ASKING YOU TO DO BAD THINGS #LOOK IM IGNORING YOUR PAIN UNTIL ITS CONVENIENT FOR ME #PLEASE IM TRYING SO HARD TO BE A WALKING RED FLAG #WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? WHY DO YOU CLING EVEN HARDER TO A WALKING RED FLAG??? #WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK #red flags

[throwaway-yandere]

Did -

Did you just give me Fyodor?? Do I laugh or do I cry,help??? I personally don't see it although, I have noticed that the man has a preference for goofy/silly people. (Happy ENFP noises)

Also, fun fact! In canon, his favorite kind of people are those who have a good complexion, which I do. Huzzah for good genes!

Although I personally hc that he won't talk to you unless you're pretty 💀💀💀 It's so funny and petty, c'mon nowwww

As for height, I'm average, around 170 cm or 5'7. I can't remember how tall he is though.

Did you just give me Fyodor?? Do I laugh or do I cry,help??? I personally don't see it although, I have noticed that the man has a preference for goofy/silly people. (Happy ENFP noises)

I don't know either 😭😭😭 but absolutely on the goofy/silly people, he isn't with Nikolai without a reason lmao. Maybe you're not as "goofy/silly" but he'd still like your enthusiasm /srs

[*sits down* I'm 5'3... I probably cannot reach this man...-]

I'm still damn sure that you'd pull him. Can't change my mind, I'm sure you're someone who he'd think is worthy of his time 😤 whether that's a blessing or a curse, I'm afraid I still don't know

#dynamics are fun to ponder over— imsosorrydazaibutconside— #nah im gonna get tortured like koyo am i #it's just fun to imagine someone bubbly who actually has amazing instincts on people and the walking red flag (whoops-) interacting. that #probably sounds weird- #never forgetting how when I first saw fyodor use his ability in the anime I went “ah. the yan potential.” HAHAHAH #[[haha oh sht i forgot where I stopped in the manga I just remember vampires and crying over chuuya how tf do i pick the story up again-]]