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waganetka · 9 months
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Hold me tigh
"Star and Sun series"
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fuck sweet romance, I want what they have.
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antennatoheaven · 7 months
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simon and betty are like. "we're going to make this work no matter what. no matter the cost we're going to try to be together" and the results are terrible for the both of them
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misstycloud · 1 year
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Yandere Slasher
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Yandere!slasher who is your long term boyfriend of five years and absolutely loves you to death. He can’t imagine himself with someone else.
Yandere!slasher who has a secret hobby, something he can’t tell you or he’s sure you’d leave him. It is rather….different after all.
Yandere!slasher who reassures you that nothing bad will happen to you, like those other kids you often see in TV. He wouldn’t be entirely truthful if he didn’t say he enjoyed the moments when you tremble in anxiousness and he could be there to comfort you.
Yandere!slasher who has teamed up with another student of his collage to kill the people going there. But he has of course made sure the guy knows you’re off-limits. Otherwise, he’d find himself next to be on the news.
Yandere!slasher who knows you’d be horrified and heartbroken if you realised it was him all along who was causing this havoc, your sweet lovely boyfriend. So that’s why he needs to make sure no one will ever get the chance to snitch.
Yandere!slasher who got a real scare when one of their victims nearly got away while having accidentally seen his face. In a struggle they had managed to rip off his mask for just a second, but it was enough to connect to dots. Luckily he succeeded in getting rid off them before they could tell anybody.
Yandere!slasher who hates imagining your reaction to his special fun, he couldn’t help it though, something in him wouldn’t let him stop. It told him to continue. This thing had been in his mind as long as he could remember; growing as he did, getting stronger. The only person he didn’t feel this way towards was you. You, his darling little girlfriend.
Yandere!slasher who gets a fine opportunity to do some killing, because for some stupid reason decided to host a party despite the recent increase in murders- like what? How dumb can you be? They’re basically asking for it, the killer laughed. A house full of unsuspecting and intoxicated teenagers; it’s perfect.
Yandere!slasher who is surprised and a little nervous when you tell him you want to attend the party, even when you preferred staying in your dorm ever since teens had started turning up dead. Apparently your friends had convinced you to go anyway, they thought you needed to loosen up a little and could use some fun.
Yandere!slasher who let’s you go, but initially tries to talk you out of it; reminding you how jittery you’d been the last weeks. He didn’t manage to persuade you and went together with you. He was gonna go anyway but wanted to convince you that he had work that night and would come by later, after slaughtering his victims.
Yandere!slasher who with reluctance made sure you were knocked out on the couch. When he began his atrocities a lot of people had already started making their way home, and there wasn’t too many inside the house. The ones still there became his victims for the night.
Yandere!slasher who quietly slips away unnoticed to put on his disguise and curses his partner for dissing him without warning for the night and let’s him do it himself.
Yandere!slasher who knew no one would pay attention to his actions because of the raging alcohol and drugs. Which was good, it only gave him the advantage.
Yandere!slasher who has a chase with his prey through the house. When they notice you laying on the couch, they take you for a drunk who doesn’t have the capacity to run away. Distressed they choose to be a good person and tries to wake you up by shouting and shaking you, but ultimately fails.
Yandere!slasher who somehow lost sight of the victim. He wanted to punch himself, how could he let one escape! Then he realises that he hadn’t failed, because he suddenly hears loud screams from downstairs.
Yandere!slasher who immediately becomes aware of their intentions. They were trying to wake you up! Regardless of his intervention, he wasn’t sure you wouldn’t wake in case of someone screaming their lungs out right beside you.
Yandere!slasher who rushes downstairs and quickly ends it, with no conscience to their crying. It doesn’t matter how much they beg, it won’t change anything.
Yandere!slasher who winces when he sees that some dirt has splattered on your shirt. He then picks you up in his muscles arms before bringing you back to your dorm.
Yandere!slasher who hides his costume well and takes off your shirt, quickly throwing it in the laundry. What would you say if you discovered that stain? It’d undoubtedly raise questions. Tomorrow when the bodies were found, he didn’t want the police to suspect you if you turned up with blood on your shirt.
Yandere!slasher who cuddles you until you groggily open your eyes. You ask him what you were doing home, the last thing you remembered was being at the party. Your boyfriend tells you that you drank a little too much and ended up passing out, that he then carried you home pretty early.
“I’m worried, what if I’m the next victim-or worse, what if the killer targets you?”>
<“Whoever it is they won’t be able to lay a single hand on me, and not you either. Trust me.”
“How can you be so sure?”>
<“I just know….”
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cream-and-tea · 9 days
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grilled cheese: eaten. tea: drunk. sun through the window: warm and giving me life. it’s time to write about pallas and their fucked up evil mom*****
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BE LOYAL
Pairings: kai anderson x female reader
Summary: kai finds out you had a quickie with a stranger, whilst In a relationship with him, you thought it would be okay as he isn't loyal to you, you were wrong.
Warnings: slapping, kai anderson, toxic relationship, blood, swearing, fighting, branding, spitting, forced kissing.
Authors note: I'm sorry, but then again, I'm not. Not proof read, beware if spelling and grammar mistakes, I apologise in advance.
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"Where the fuck have you been y/n"
You turn around as you shut the front door, you could see kai standing right infront of you, his frame towering above you making you have to crane your neck in an awkward upward position to look him in his face, which in this case you didn't want to do.
You could see his chest moving up and down due to his erratic breathing that would fan down on your head reminding you of the position of authority you were in right now.
You were nothing in this moment.
"Nowhere, just out" you manage to stumble past kai and wobble into the kitchen where you opened the fridge and took out a bottle of water itching to hydrate yourself. You grimaced at the taste of your saliva, the presence of alcohol still in your system.
"Out with who"
You ignore kais questioning and take a large sip of water feeling you dry throat be cured as the cold liquid soothed its way down your throat. As you were drinking your water kai had made his way over to your frame which was hugging the fridge door leaning your hot skin against the cold metal.
"Answer the fucking question y/n" kai had slapped the bottle out of your hand not caring about the mess the spilled water would make, "who were you out with".
You could feel kai looking down on you, his eyes would scatter across your figure and you could already feel his disappointment, your hair was drenched, the eyeliner you wore dripped down your cheeks, strands of hair clumped together and stuck to your face, your sneakers squeaked everytime you took a step, your skirt was creased and you sweatshirt was losely hanging off if your torso.
"What's your problem kai, I was just out with a friend" you shout as you begin to pick up the discarded bottle and wipe the spilt water from your face and the counter tops.
"Who" kai was pushing you around by your shoulders," answer me y/n, who"
"Why do you care", Pushing kai back but not stopping him you would slap at his chest and arms,"Get off of me you asshole". You could feel yours and kais anger build as yous continued to taunt eachother, with words and actions.
Grabbing the collar of my sweatshirt kai harshly pulled my face to his, pulling some of my hair at the same time
"WHO THE FUCK WERE YOU OUT WITH Y/N"
"Just some guy, I-I don't know his name"kai had released the fists full of clothing and hair he held before shoving your body into the wall standing close to you, his eyes were shut and his head hung slightly as if he was making a tough decision.
Kais hand was resting on my shoulder as we made our way into the basement, the floorboards creaked and added to the eerie atmosphere.
"You were out with guys you don't know"
You swallowed a thick ball of saliva that was caught in your throat, kais hands were rubbing at the base of your neck, slowly moving up your neck and you could feel his anger buzz pit of him, the thought of kai releasing his anger on you was terrifying, you had seen him do it to other members of the cult and seen what he could do but never did you want to be on the receiving end of his harsh words.
"Did you have fun?"
Your eyes widened as you felt kais hands grasp around your throat pushing you down onto the table, your lungs began to strain looking for air to take in but kai was granting you with none. Panic settling in you began to claw at his forearms and kick your legs out aiming to boot him in the stomach.
"STOP FUCKING MOVING YOU BITCH"
Kai began to climb ontop if you, a blade in hand, seeing this your eyes sprung out of your head and thrashed your body in a demonic manner, trying anything to get kai off of you.
"This is what happens y/n, when you're a bad girl" kai had stuffed the handle down the blade into my mouth as he shoved both of your wrists into on of his hands, he put all of his weight down on them which made you cry out in agony as you could no longer move them or feel your fingers.
Tears streaked down your face as kai shoved two of his fingers into your mouth grabbing onto the blades handle and pulling it from your mouth, you gasped in shock as you felt a pinch on the side of your mouth. With a swipe of your tongue you tasted blood and began to scream.
"When you're unfaithful"
Kai took the blade and snaked his hand under your skirt, your legs immediately froze not wanting him to cut you as you know he wouldn't feel remorse. With a tug the waistband of your skirt had been cut, your lower half now on show only being concealed by the underwear you wore.
"For being unloyal "
Pushing my sweatshirt and top up and out of the way kai readied himself, looking me in my eyes he began pushing the blade point into you, breaking the skin amd pushing further, streams of blood began to spill from the would as you cried and threw your body around on the table.
"You fucked that guy didn't you"
Kai dragged the blade down, and would repeat the same movement on the same area multiple times whilst watching you cry.
"Didn't you y/n, admit it"
Seeing you wail in pain but not answer his question kai drops his knife and without caring smacks his hand across your face, shunning you into silence.
"Admit it you fucking slut"
Both of kai's hands were now around your face, his right hand around your jaw applying pressure to make you open your mouth, his left was caressing the side of your face, curling stands of your hair and pulling them harshly.
"Was he good" kai snears," Did you take him like the hole you are"
Not getting an answer from you kai smacks you again with his right hand, before it moved back to your jaw and pried your mouth open.
"You fucking useless slut"
Kai leaned in closer to your face, your puffy eyes were open the tiniest bit, looking You dead in the eyes kai spat.
You could feel his warm saliva land in your mouth and his hand harshly shutting your jaw closed forcing you to keep his spit in your mouth.
"Swallow it bitch"
Picking up the bloodied blade once more kai carried on carving wounds into your flesh, alot more angrier than before, His lines were jagged and more blood gushed put from the slits.
He would lean down and kiss your forehead, lick your tears from your face, and when he tried to kiss you and you turned your head away from him he would push the knife deeper into you and leave it there, letting it stand up on its own half way into your flesh, his now free hand clamped around your jaw and forced you to face him.
His lips pressed down hard on yours, his tongue would trace your lip lining and then bite down on your bottom lip until he was bored or droplets of blood appeared.
Kai would continue to carve his was through your skin, his fingers would run along the gash and dip into the red flesh, smearing your blood across your face where he would lick it off and bite your jaw.
"Promise me y/n you'll be good"
Kais voice was mere background noise to your screams, you throat felt as if it had been burned and ripped apart. Your eyes were stinging and dyed red yet no more tears left your eyes as you had none left.
"PROMISE ME YOU'LL BE LOYAL"
Kai had pushed the blade into an untouched area of your skin and twisted hard causing a blood curdling scream to leave your lips which were painted red by kai as his would use your blood as lipstick and use it on you messily kissing it off of you.
"I P-PROMI- PLEASE KAI- PROMISE I-I.."
"Shhh" kai Hughes you quiet with one kf his fingers to his lips and his hands petting your head as if you were a dog.
"That's all you had to do y/n"
Kais hands rubs the sensitive skin of your stomach, smearing the blood across your torso even more. In your tired haze you see kai rake his eyes up and down your body with a smile on his lips,
"You look beautiful "
Loking down at your body you couldn't see anything but the thick red liquid slowly pumping out of you and onto the table you were laying on.
You hear muffles and assume kai is talking to you but can't put the words together as all you can hear is thumping which makes your head ache, you see kai get up off if you and watch him as he comes back holding a...
Mirror, your eyes adjust and clear the blurriness, "look at how beautiful you are"
You slowly take the mirror from kai, almost dropping it immediately when it's fully in your hands, you see the state of your face.
Dried blood cracking all over your lips and cheeks, puffy eyes, swollen dry lips, sweat covering your forehead and strands of hair stuck to your face. Your head is empty as you stare at yourself but then move the mirror to your stomach.
There lied the letters
K A I
Your flesh curled at the ends of the carvings and barely any blood was coming out if the cuts anymore. Drowsiness was getting the best of you as your eyes fell slowly looking at a bloodied and incredibly happy kai staring right back at you.
"Have fun getting someone who isn't me now bitch"
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Characters haunting their own narrative. A protagonist we don’t actually meet until four or five episodes in but who we hear of from damn near every mouth in the series. Their allies look out at the horizon and grit their teeth at their own troubles and reassure themselves like a prayer that they are coming, they’re coming, they’ll be here soon just hold out a little longer—
Their enemies look out at the destruction they have wrought and hold meetings to discuss the loss of men and territory and resources to this one person
People gather in bars and taverns and town halls and fountains to discuss the stranger who saved their lives or destroyed their businesses or liberated their people
We finally meet them when they arrive to help their friends, and the plot proper kicks off with everyone all together, we get to meet them and learn of them and see their personality, and eventually maybe we forget that they were introduced not as a person at all but as a ghost, a myth, a formless thing lurking around the edges of everything
(Sometimes they look so lost, fingers pressing to their pulse like they need the reminder their heart is beating. They confess to their closest friend that sometimes I’m not sure I’m real and their friend says sometimes I’m not sure either)
And in the end that character vanishes again, maybe dead or maybe something else, but they end the series the way they began: spoken of with a mix of love and terror, the ripples of their existence felt everywhere but they themselves nowhere to be seen, their ideals carried onward without them
Once someone they saved told them “you’re a hero! We’ll remember this forever!” And they smiled a small, sad, exhausted little smile and said it would be kinder to forget me.
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alittlesil · 8 months
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dating James March PT.1
a/n: AHH MY FAVOURITE MAN😫💔 i’m gonna post pt.2 soon😉 also FEM reader!!!
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(pic from pinterest)
he had his eye on you the second you walked into the hotel
you looked tired
like
REALLY tired 
but he didn’t care: he already saw that you’re the only one 
he started to make parties and balls every evening just to see you often 
(let’s pretend he didn’t stalker you all the time)
but i think his stalkering was respectful. like, he has never seen you naked or changing clothes or etc
but he always watched you when you read before sleep (it was his favorite part)
when you had your breakfast
when you did your makeup 
so, every freaking moment without overstepping boundaries 
when he asked you to dance together on another ball for the first time, he was so nervous about you rejecting him 
but you didn’t;)
he was afraid to touch your waist - you told him that it’s okay and he was on the cloud nine
you ALWAYS danced together after this evening 
he wanted to rush the things to hold you to hug yOU TO KISS YOU TO-
but he didn’t do it.
he knew you wouldn’t like it (actually you would-) so he started from just sending you flowers in your room every morning 
you started to spend more time together - you both talked about EVERYTHING. you told him about new technologies, about your hobbies, about culture right now, and he was fascinated 
he waited for the perfect moment to confess, but everything felt like it was wrong so one day he just got tired of it and decided to confess tomorrow and made it very beautifully 
he sent you another bouquet 
it was an anemone bouquet 
with a little note on it
“floriography”
the flowers language 
and the anemone means protection, anticipation, undying love and hope
and when you just lifted your eyes from your phone where you read about everything, he was already in front of you
you were about to cry and you nodded
he smiled smugly (inside he was about to pass out because of joy and love for you but he had to look cool in front of the woman of his dreams) and just pulled you into the most passionate kiss you’ve ever had 
congratulations ;)
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waganetka · 6 months
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Useful horns
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redrum-alice · 9 months
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Phoebe (left) wonders why was CJ annoyed..
Read tags lol
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weirdlookindog · 1 year
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misstycloud · 1 year
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Omg plz more Yandere Slasher
Slasher yandere
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The static noise of a television travelled through the large room, on the couch placed in front of a TV sat you and watched the news.
Concerning incidents had begun taking place and you were worried. Much more worried than your housemates or anyone else on campus seemed to be. It was weird, it was like they didn't care at all or as if they believed it was some sort of joke.
The woman in a green blazer was interviewing the parents of the recent victim. She held the microphone to the somber pair and let them speak to the camera.
"W-we just can't believe our little g-girl is really. the Mrs cried and clutched her husbands arm.
"It's so hard to think that anyone would do such a thing."
They were obviously devastated at their daughter's murder and you felt so bad for them.
It's awful how this happens and you couldn't imagine how the victims loved ones must handle it. Their children, sibling or friend has been brutally murdered by an unknown killer.
Thinking about the gruesome details of the murder you just heard minutes earlier by the reporters, you shuddered. You couldn't envision being stabbed more than ten times and then tied up in the living room.
These crimes took place around town, always young people; exactly like you. But lately they've come closer to your collage and you've began getting worried about it. What if something happens to your friend or if you're next in line to be slashed? While you thought about these things a lot recently your loved ones hasn't appeared to share your thoughts.
Mia and Sole had laughed when you expressed your concerns regarding them continuing attending parties and getting black-out drunk, there was just no convincing them to stop. Your sweet boyfriend of five years didn't directly laugh at you but he didn't support you either, he simply told you to stop watching the news if they scared you. Also that you needed to put down the horror movies too.
Pulling the blanket over you, you rubbed your arms to rid yourself of the cold. It didn't work very well. Sitting all alone in your dorm house when all the others are out partying at someone else's house, you were feeling a bit queasy.
Now well aware of the stiffening silence save the television that had actually had its volume turned down, maybe you should have gone to the party as well. At least you wouldn't be alone. This was one of those moments were the more you thought, the more you'd scare yourself. It was stupid but that's how it was. A sudden slam of the door made you shriek in alarm.
"Woah!" a familiar voice sounded behind you.
"What is it? Did something happen?"
You sighed out in relief, "Gosh, Matthew! You scared the shit out of me!" you scolded your boyfriend who rushed inside as soon as he heard your scream, thinking something might've gone wrong.
"Sorry, love." he said and approached where you were laying on the sofa and plopped down beside you. Grabbing you by the jaw he leaned in to give you a passionate kiss, which you reciprocated with heat of your own.
"Why hello there, handsome." you teased him as you two separated and he smiled before one last kiss on your forehead.
"Hey.
Matthew and you had talked earlier that day and agreed that he would show up later that evening when everyone else was away, you hadn't wanted to be alone and it was the perfect opportunity for you two to get some alone time together. Though being immersed in your own world you forgot about your plans and got scared when he arrived. Silly you, you thought.
Although when you glanced at the clock, you realised he was somewhat late compared to the time you two had settled on.
"You're late you know."
"What, really?" Matthew looked at the clock on the wall above the TV. "Sorry, I didn't notice." He sheepishly scratched his head apologetically.
You pretended to think for a moment, crossing your arms in thoughtfulness. Then a smile sparked up and you said, "I forgive you.”
"You goddamn-"
You shrieked as Matthew slapped you with a pillow he grabbed to 'brutally' beat you with it.
Laughter travelled through the large room and didn't stop anytime soon. His playful nature was one of the things you really loved about him, he always made you laugh no matter what mood you were in before. You wrestled him and wanted to pin him down in a winning manner but he won quickly over you.
Of course he came out victorious, your boyfriend was a bigger guy after all; towering over the other students and having it easy with physical activity. A couple years ago you had asked why he didn't join any sports team when he could clearly bring accomplishments to the group. Matthew had snorted and chuckled at your suggestion.
"What, you wanna date a jock?" He teasingly asked.
You slapped his arm and flushed. “No, I’m just saying. You could really contribute, our team now isn't exactly...that good."
"True. But I still won't join."
"Huh, why?"
Matthew stilled and a frown played on his lips. “Because I wouldn’t have time or energy to play it seriously.”
"But it's not like you have any after-school activities." You stated.
Chuckling, he ruffled your hair, "Not that you know of. Besides I never cared for those things."
"I guess-wait. 'That I know of?"
Before you could inquire any further, he interrupted you by pulling your body closer to his and kissed your forehead. Startled by his sudden display of affection, you pawed at his chest to let you go. As per usual, he didn't take it seriously and continued to wrap around you.
In his mind he sighed in relief, he had managed to divert your attention to something else. It was a close call. He really needed to be more careful and not let things slip, or it would turn sour quickly.
Trying to catch your breath, you glance up at Matthew and get lost in his familiar eyes. They drew you in with their expressive passion and wouldn't let you out of their grasp for even a second. With great love in his heart he leaned in and gently pressed his lips against yours. Your hands went around his neck and brought him closer.
You kiss deeply and both of you let out small gasps at the feeling. While the two of you were befining to intensely make-out on the couch.
the loud slam of a door stopped you in your tracks. Breaking off your kiss you hastily push Matthew away and turn your attention to the entrance. There stood one of your housemates looking absolutely horrified. At first you though it was because she'd accidentally walked in on you, but after her expression didn't break you started suspecting something else was at play.
"What is it?" You urgently ask and run up to her.
"W-we were just going to have some fun, that's all. It wasn't s-supposed to go like this." She shook.
Wanting to know what was wrong and help your friend, you try to press an answer from. Her.
She was actually starting to make you worried nOW.
"Things were fine at first-but then everything went wrong.."
Again you urged her to reply.
"Sarah is..-she.."
"What? Sarah is What?"
"Dead."
"The night of (date) an emergency call was made by one of the young adults attending a party hosted by an associate. The body of 20 year-old Sarah Summers was found in the bathroom on the second floor of the house.
The victim had multiple wounds covering her body and is showing great signs of struggle.The police now suspects it is the work of the same murderer that has been at large for the past five weeks."
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aceredshirt13 · 6 months
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the virgin H. P. Lovecraft comparing a black guy to an animal in his gay necromancer story when being violently racist wasn’t even plot-relevant vs. the Chad Edgar Allen Poe, in his gay detective story eighty years earlier, having Dupin specifically state that the orangutan’s screeches weren’t any African or Asian language in what could otherwise have been the world’s easiest racist allegory
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inka-boi · 7 months
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guys- can’t I try writing a fluff story of lust,blue, n horror-? I like them all together- it’s adorable-
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craycraybluejay · 3 months
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The funny thing is I've met ppl with both super deeply harmful and abusive occasionally incestuous family dynamics and I've met ppl with otherwise pretty regular romances to their sister or cousin or something. And it reminds me of how a guy I knew in HS told me age gaps are abusive because he was incompatible w his bf of 2 years older but i've known ppl who regularly date with larger gaps and are fine. Ymmv but if you only date people of your same class same age within 3 months same race etc etc. I think you have like some weird neurosis going on which is also not my business but I hope you become less anxious with experience and meeting different ppl and whatnot.
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angorwhosebabyisthis · 5 months
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this rewatch of sdmi has so far been a combination of skipping around and watching straight through from the beginning, and my feelings are increasingly that shaggy, daphne, and marcie are precious and oh my god someone please get these poor kids away from everyone else in this cast
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