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inkskinned · 9 months
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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
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girlbossblog444 · 1 month
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Me as soon as mfs leave me alone
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breadandblankets · 2 months
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Duke, looking up from his homework: hey are we the tank builds?
Jason: I mean you get hit enough to be one sure
Duke: shut the fuck up, i mean like we can't die, i can heal freaky fast, we wear more armor than like everyone-
Jason: luke tho
Duke: okay luke is also kinda a tank build
Jason: yeah, now what's a tank build
Duke: have you played any videogame ever?
Jason: does sitting in the arcade pretending that you're playing the demo count?
Duke: g-d your life is so sad, what about dnd?
Jason: my death is going about the same way, what is a dnd
Duke: you know, you get a bunch of friends-
Jason: yeah i'm going to stop you there
Duke: jesus christ
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reunitedinterlude · 4 days
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final bows
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viktorrotkiv · 13 days
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Phil Lester is a King for using the word introvert correctly
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I have walked away after reading the news, made a cup of tea, and have returned more calm with a fresh meme and hot take for y’all
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canisalbus · 5 months
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To me, Machete kind of has the energy of a secondary villain/coldhearted side character in someone else's story that a lot of fans latch onto, moreso than the protagonist. Question is, would he be the villain in anyone's story?
Why, thank you! I'm actually glad to hear he gives off that vibe. I don't think he set out to become a villain but a lot of people certainly view him as one.
#in the 16th century canon he starts out as an introverted but sincerely well meaning guy that never quite manages to find his social niche#he was a sensitive kid and when subjected to enough pressure#his insecurity fearfulness and powerlessness mutate into distrust resentment aggression suffocating repression and self-restraint#I don't think he's a bad person in fact he consistently tries very hard to do the right thing#do his job properly avoid letting people down and get through life with a sense of dignity#but he is supposed to come across kind of cold impersonable and difficult to be around if you don't know him personally (and very few do)#people can sense there's something wrong with him and are put off by it#Vatican is a nest of vipers and as the stakes rise he retreats deeper into his coldblooded untouchable work persona#he has no choice but to start lying scheming blackmailing and eliminating his enemies#in order to maintain his position keep Vasco safe their relationship under wraps and his own head above water#essentially playing by the same rules everyone else in the holy see has been playing with for centuries#eventually he loses his spot as the secretary of state and is manipulated/forced to take on a role in the roman inquisition#and if people were sort of iffy about him before being the authority overseeing trials torture excommunications and executions doesn't help#and since he has so few allies and such an infamous reputation he's an easy target for scapegoating whenever necessary#towards the end it dawns on him that he's become the kind of twisted cruel corrupt person he used to fear and despise#and the guilt moral injury and abject self-loathing had largely sapped him of his will to live by the time the final assassin gets him#answered#anonymous#Machete#Vaschete lore#he thought his dream of priesthood would make him a better person more worthy of admiration safety and love but he climbed too high#and got roped up in the dangerous games that take place under god's nose and slowly got strangled to death
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regarding tv Geronimo Stilton with utter disgust in my eyes and tears on my face
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elliesmainhoe · 1 year
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introvert gf!ellie x introvert gf!reader? like the ‘i hate everyone else but u’ troupe <333 the only time they’d get out of the house is when dina forces them 🤧
Ellie Williams Headcanons: Introvert!Reader X Introvert!Ellie
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Nah this is felt-
As an introvert I'm upset that I didn't come up with this before
But okay so-
You two are the absolute cutest!
Often you both just sit in comfortable silence at home, just doing your own trivial tasks. Ellie drawing and you typing away on your laptop
It's adorable.
Dina is your #1 shipper!
But it's also the bane of her life. Trying to get one introvert out of the house was difficult
But two? No chance
"Oh come on!~ it won't be that bad" Dina whined, draping herself over the arm chair in your living room while you and Ellie were cuddling on the couch.
"A party? Loud drunk sweaty people? Loud noises? No thanks" Ellie grunted her hand combing through your hair.
"They'll be weed~"
"and? We can smoke weed at home?"
You didn't go to the party
And on the rare occasion that you do attend a party- you and Ellie last one hour before you go home and hibernate lol
At home date nights
They include: making dinner together, drawing eachother and movie nights <3
You have a cat. A tabby named kiwi
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She's your baby. (looks like ↑ those pics)
Her nicknames for you are: Angel, Baby and Princess (yes she's basic)
Ellie carries you around everywhere. Piggybacks, bridal style, arms around her neck and your legs round her waist.
All your friends think it's adorable
If you can't play guitar already then she teaches you
If you can then you play together ❤️
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This is such a cute idea thx for the request anon!
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ivyithink · 2 years
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ha, try escaping this*
*care, affection and love of friends and family
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I love Gale because you just know he’s a huge introvert who loves his books more than people and getting out of his tower took so much effort and how does he get rewarded? Abducted by aliens.
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threadsoflacee · 1 month
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i wish we got more molly and will scenes. they have such a good chemistry together. the few scenes we have of them awkwardly trying to talk about their feelings and will unable to reach out and molly reassuring him however she can are so bittersweet. in the script theres WAY more small gestures of love between the two of them like will crying in her hands or kissing her face and molly complimenting him about his progress or calling him hotshot and sweet lol. i am one of those people that truly believe will loved molly !!!!!! of COURSE he didnt love her as passionately and as maddeningly as he loved hannibal. but i feel like he felt safe around her and found his sense of normalcy and soothing and secure environment that hannibal could have but never gave him. he needed that after so many years fighting for his life and everyone else’s. god i WISH we got to see those kisses or those tears from will crying at his own guilt for putting his wife and son in danger even with hannibal being out of his life. ( also molly is so pretty and they look so good together. and i love their little house.)
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dumplingtrait · 3 months
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gameplay sims that i actually like and enjoy playing ? crazy
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sunscreenstudies · 11 months
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can someone just make a manual on how to make friends as an introverted adult plz
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It’s long past sundown when you and Tetsurou return to his apartment. Your legs are aching; the shoes you wear are one of your most comfortable pairs, but there’s little that shoe choice can do when you’re on your feet for the whole day.
A pair of hands comes to your shoulders to help you out of the coat you’re wearing, and you help them along happily, grateful for the assist. The moment your arms are freed you let out an exaggerated sigh, heels clicking on the hardwood as you dart for the couch and then throw yourself onto it. From the door, where he’s shrugging off his own coat, your boyfriend snickers.
“Take off your shoes at least, you heathen.”
Lifting your head just enough to see him over the arm of the couch, you pout and lift a foot. “You try taking these things off. Do you see how many straps there are?”
He bends to undo his own dress shoes. “Why did you wear them, then?”
“They’re comfortable.” You let your head fall back again, into the pile of pillows covered in black cat hair and smelling wonderfully of Tetsurou. Your eyes flutter closed as you sigh. “And they look nice. The straps are for show.”
Just as your leg is beginning to get tired and you’re about to let it fall back to the couch, a big hand catches the ankle. You startle a little, eyes flying open again to find that Tetsurou has approached the couch. His grip wraps around your ankle as he lifts your leg up a little further, his other hand coming up to begin dealing with the many straps you’d just complained about.
“What are you doing?” There’s laughter in your voice, a little breathy—in the barely lit apartment he strikes a handsome silhouette standing above you like this, tall and broad-shouldered, with the removal of his suit jacket revealing a crisp white button-up that fits him well. His hand is warm even through the stockings you’re wearing.
“You asked me to take them off,” he responds easily.
Long, lithe fingers deftly undo each one. The shoe loosens upon your foot until Tetsurou can remove it entirely, grey eyes staring down at where you lay propped up on your elbows. He sets it down carefully on the arm of the couch, but keeps his grip on your foot steadfast.
“I was being rhetorical.”
“Just let me spoil you.” His thumb is rubbing circles into your ankle as he grins down at you.
“By taking off my heels?”
“Mm-hmm.” He bends down, quick as a flash, to peck at your stocking-clad leg, lips pressing there-and-gone against your shin just above your ankle. And then he eases your leg down, just slightly, before guiding it and the rest of your body to turn as he steps around the couch to face you. “I’m being a gentleman.”
“Who are you and what have you done with my boyfriend?”
Pausing in his movement, he raises an eyebrow. “You don’t like it?”
“Never said that.” You rush to sit up and he lets go of your foot to let you.
Moments later, however, he surprises you by sinking to his knees. The motion makes you gasp under your breath; a noise you’re not entirely sure he hears, not when he’s busying himself with your remaining shoe.
You can feel the heat of him now, with how close you are. On instinct you reach out to lace your fingers in his messy hair, and he lets out a quiet, content little noise in acknowledgement, almost subconsciously pressing back into your touch.
The second heel is off faster. He places it next to its twin, rising up and reaching out with that huge wingspan, though his hand still doesn’t leave your newly bare foot. It pinches at the hosiery covering your skin, pulling the mesh fabric off just enough for you to feel it. You expect him to get up; join you on the couch, or perhaps lead you back to the bedroom to get ready for bed. Instead, he shuffles up closer—still on the floor, hand still at your ankle—and bends down to press a kiss just above your knee, right beneath the hem of your dress, and then lays his head in your lap.
He sighs a little. You feel his hand tracing up your leg until his fingers catch the crook of your knee, thumb coming around to rub at the other side through your stocking.
“‘M so tired,” he all but groans into the fabric of your dress, and you give a quiet laugh. “Don’t laugh, I’m serious, we saw too many people today. If I have to interact with another person in the next forty-eight hours I might have a breakdown.”
“And whose fault is that, hm? Whose friends were they?”
At your teasing voice, he lifts his gaze to pout up at you through his lashes.
You laugh again, reaching down and pressing your palms to his cheeks, tilting his head further up towards you so that you can lean down and peck his nose.
“Does your social interaction ban include me?”
That pout deepens. He pulls away from your hold to bury his face in your lap again, hand trailing up your thigh and then over to wrap his arm around your legs so securely you can barely move them. When it speaks, the words are one again muffled by the fabric of your dress, and they make warmth bloom in your chest.
“Absolutely not. If I couldn’t be around you I think I’d die. You restore me.”
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angelspearlheart · 25 days
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Yes I am anti-social. No I cannot stop talking
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