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oh no geto is kinda mean in this fic
#💭 manon’s mind#is that up anyone’s alley#it’s not like mean mean#it’s more#fuckboy mean#still#it kinda took a turn from the original plan#but fuck it we ball 🫡
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the great war pt 1
natasha romanoff x fem reader
warnings: if you count flirting as cheating then nats a cheater 🤡, angst, breakups, idk why i can never write fluffy shit…, kinda mean nat?, natasha’s a bad girlfriend but she means well.
(part 2 will be uploaded on saturday or sunday morning depending on where u live! i already have it written, just need to revise and edit 😊)
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natasha knows treating you the way she has isn’t enough. she knows she’s doing almost everything wrong in the relationship. she doesn’t understand intimacy too well (if not at all), she barely grasps the concept of monogamy (it doesn’t help that she flirts with almost every woman she meets), and she doesn’t understand you at all. sometimes, you feel like she doesn’t even try. above all of that, natasha has never even told you that she loves you. it’s been two and a half years, and she’s never said it. some days, natasha racks her brain trying to figure out why you haven’t left yet.
natasha loves you. she knows this, though she doesn’t know if you do. she wonders if you know just how much she loves you; how she often craves those gentle touches of yours that only you can give her. you read her so well, she never even has to ask, you just know. whenever she’s had a bad day or a tough mission, you somehow know. whenever she wakes up craving pancakes, there you are making pancakes without her even saying anything about it. it’s funny, wanda maximoff is the mind reader, but you seem to be the only one who can truly read natasha romanoff.
though, tonight— tonight you aren’t too sure about what natasha’s doing, or what she wants. you’re currently at the bar with kate and yelena, while watching natasha flirt with maria hill right in front of your face. you’ve had to sit through not one, but two sexy dances. watching your girlfriend let her work partner grind all over her isn’t actually how you imagined the night going. the truth was you didn’t even want to come out tonight, but you did for her. she asked you to come out with her, and now you’re sitting at the bar watching her practically undress maria with her eyes.
you chug the rest of what’s in your drink, and turn your attention back to yelena and kate. “i think i’m gonna head home. i’m not feeling too well.” you half lie, and kate’s face falls. “what?! but you’ve only been here for an hour! come on, stay! don’t let natasha ruin your night.” kate tries, and yelena smirks. “you know, you and i can always dance and make her jealous.” yelena offers, and you giggle sadly. “thanks lena, but that’s not what i do... truthfully, i don’t even care anymore. if she wants to flirt or hookup with hill tonight, that’s fine.” you sound exhausted, and this causes both of your friends expressions to morph into looks of concern. “i’m tired...” you trail off, and you stop yourself to keep your voice from breaking.
... i’m tired of trying to be what she wants. i’m tired of not being enough.
you clear your throat, reaching into your pocket and pulling out a twenty dollar bill for your now finished drinks. “at least let me drive you home!” kate tries, and you shake your head. “no, you stay. have fun! i’ll get a cab.” you assure her, and she looks like she wants to protest but you quickly gather your things and stand up, adjusting your dress. “if nat notices i’m gone, which i doubt she will, tell her i went home.” you request, and yelena only nods as you walk away. you turn your head and catch a glimpse of maria whispering something in natasha’s ear. whatever it is it makes natasha grin in a way you haven’t been able to in months.
your heart feels like it’s being squeezed in your chest, but you manage to pry your eyes off of them, the image fully engraved into your mind as you walk out of the club.
“should we be worried? about her? like i know natasha’s your sister and all, but she’s cheating right in front of our eyes.” kate points out as she sips her fruity drink. yelena looks over at natasha who’s still talking to maria, seemingly unaware that you had even left. yelena shakes her head, “natasha? she’s always like this. she pushes and pushes until she pushes the person she loves to snap or leave. you can call it what you want, but i call it self sabotage.” yelena blurts out her retort, and kate shakes her head. “but y/n loves her, yel. i’m really concerned, because she’s willing to let natasha cheat on her. who does that?” kate asks and yelena sighs, reaching for another shot.
“someone who’s tired. she’s probably... how do you say... mentally gone already? yeah, that’s it. she probably doesn’t care anymore about what natasha does.” yelena says, and kate’s face changes as she notices natasha somehow is now behind yelena, and can hear everything the blonde is saying. “i mean, would you? she’s given maria hill more attention in the last hour and a half than she has given y/n all month.” yelena adds, “i wouldn’t be surprised if natasha gets home one day and she’s gone.” yelana continues and kate shakes her head, flashing yelena a look of panic.
“what? do i have something on my face?” yelena asks, and natasha clears her throat from behind the blonde. yelena turns around, and is seemingly unfazed by her sisters sudden presence. “well if it isn’t the woman of the hour! how is your night fling going, сестра (sister)?” yelena asks with a drunk smile on her face, causing natasha to scoff. “fling? and do i wanna know what you were just talking about? or why?” natasha asks, and yelena chortles sardonically. “yes, your fling. your shield partner who you’ve been dry humping all night in front of your girlfriend.” yelena answers and kate sips her drink awkwardly, trying to avoid natasha’s harsh gaze.
“you know what yelena? what do you know about my girlfriend?” natasha asks bitterly, knowing too well about yelena’s not so little crush on you. yelena rolls her eyes, “apparently more than you. y/n has been gone for almost half an hour now, and you haven’t even noticed. i may not have experience in relationships, but i know you’re not supposed to hurt her all the time.” yelena states, and natasha’s fists ball up. “i hurt her all the time?? is that what she tells you?” natasha asks and yelena huffs. “obviously not, natalia! you know she practically worships the ground you walk on! you know what i think? i think when you know someone loves you, you never think twice about them again.” yelena spits harshly, and natasha’s hard expression falters at the words.
“people like you truly don’t know what they have until it’s gone. and when she realizes she deserves better than catching a cab on her own in the middle of november— better than watching you give someone else attention while you’ve barely spared her a single glance since you’ve been back from your mission— she’ll be fine. she’ll find better. but you won’t find someone who loves you that much again, and you know it.” yelena says through gritted teeth, and natasha is staring into yelena’s eyes as if she could see right into her soul.
kate was positive someone was going to get murdered tonight, and it was definitely going to be yelena. until natasha shifts from one foot to the other, and sighs, “where’d she go?” natasha demands, and yelena chuckles, “oh now you care?” the blonde asks, and kate puts her hand on yelena’s shoulder. “she went back home.” kate cuts in, and natasha only nods. she avoids yelena’s gaze before talking again, “i do love her.” natasha starts, and yelena rolls her eyes, turning her head to the side in order to gaze away from natasha.
“you’re both the only two people i love unconditionally in this world.” natasha adds and yelena seems to soften only a bit at the words. “you have a funny way of showing it, сестра (sister).” yelena murmurs, and natasha sighs as she looks at kate, silently apologizing like a scorned puppy. “she’ll forgive you. she always does.” kate tries to reassure the redhead but this only makes her feel even more guilty. natasha nods, but says nothing else. “you better gravel.” yelena blurts out, snickering as natasha walks away.
the entire way back to your guys shared apartment, natasha thinks about you. the way she’s treated you. yelena’s words ring through her head, and she can’t help but grimace she thinks about them.
“you know what i think? i think when you know someone loves you, you never think twice about them again.”
that couldn’t be further from the truth. yet, yelena’s words still hurt. what if you think the same way as the blonde?
“i wouldn’t be surprised if natasha gets home one day and she’s gone.”
yelena’s words hold heavy weight and meaning, and they manage to make natasha’s blood run cold. she doesn’t want to think about you leaving, but she’d be lying if she said she never does. every day she thinks about how much better you deserve, and how wonderful you are. she thinks about all the little things you do for her, like purchasing her favorite brand of hot cocoa from the grocery store. the way you always leave sticky notes on the mirror, telling her you love her. she notices every little thing you do for her. from the way you organize her drawers, to the way you cook dinner based on the foods she prefers.
when she gets home there’s a chilling, deafening silence in the apartment. there wasn’t a single sound other than the sirens and noises coming from the busy streets of new york. “detka?” natasha calls out, as she shuts the door behind her. when she walks in, she sees your sweater from tonight carelessly thrown on the back of the couch. the redhead walks further into your shared apartment, and as she approaches her bedroom, her heart sinks.
you’re not here.
“y/n?” natasha asks, her voice louder this time. when she’s met by more silence, a wave of panic washes over her. “no— shit, fuck—“ natasha slurs while she curses as she fumbles with the purse in her hands, her slightly shaky hands searching for her phone. something in her chest tightens as she unlocks her phone, the screensaver she has of you eating ice cream would in any other case make her smile. right now it makes the uncomfortable pit in her stomach grow as she starts to sober up while pressing on your contact information.
the phone rings twice before natasha can hear your phone ringing somewhere in the kitchen. natasha rushes over in the direction of the sound, and when she sees your phone on the counter, her heart drops right into her stomach. that little condescending voice in her brain is screaming ‘she left. of course she left you, who wouldn’t leave you after all the shit you’ve pulled?’ along with things like ‘yelena was right.’ ‘you never deserved her anyways.’ ‘you’re just a whore, natalia.’
her thoughts are suddenly interrupted by you casually entering the apartment wearing your pink velvet short pajama set. your hair is in unruly curls, and you nearly stop in your tracks at the sight of your girlfriend standing in the middle of the apartment with an inscrutable expression on her face. “you’re home?” you ask uncertainly, yet your voice and face don’t indicate any signs of anger. in fact, you sort of look confused. it’s hard for natasha to swallow as her hands tremble and she lets out a breath of slight relief as she realizes you’re back. “what’s wrong?” you question after not getting an answer from your gaping girlfriend.
“i— i got home and you weren’t here... where— where’d you go?” natasha asks, swallowing past the lump in her throat. her fists are opening and closing, and she’s standing robotically across the room. you step closer to her subconsciously, “mrs. rodriguez knocked; mr. whiskers got loose in the building and i was helping her look for him. we found him on top of the vending machine on level three.” you reveal, explaining your short absence to the ex-assassin. “why are you home so early?” you ask nonchalantly, as you walk past natasha, towards the counter where your phone is.
“you left early. why’d you leave?” natasha asks, ignoring your question, and you notice the way her voice breaks every so slightly. you furrow your brows, “i— i was tired, and i didn’t want to ruin your night... i told yelena and kate to let you know.” you retort, and natasha folds her arms. “you should have told me.” she states, and you raise a brow. “and interrupt whatever the hell was going on between you and maria? no thanks, i was already humiliated enough.” you murmur, and natasha tenses up.
“there’s nothing going on between me and agent hill.” she says seriously, and you roll your eyes. “does she know that? because she was blushing at everything you were saying tonight.” you respond smartly, and natasha scoffs, her crossed arms tightening over her chest. “i didn’t do anything tonight that i don’t usually do when i go out.” she points out, and you sigh, pushing your hair behind your ears. you look at natasha, and she can see on your face how exhausted you are. “yeah, i know.” you say under your breath, “that’s the problem.” you add as you go to leave and natasha moves with you, blocking your way to the bedroom.
“what’s that supposed to mean?” she asks a bit demandingly. you shake your head, “it doesn’t mean a thing to you, i know that.” you respond, your tone lacking it’s usual softness. natasha pauses, and you sigh. “look, i’m really tired, okay? i can’t do this whole fight just to make up thing tonight. i’m going to bed.” you declare, and natasha blinks a few times as you manage to make your way past her and towards the bedroom.
“you’re tired... tired of me?” natasha asks, her voice different than it usually is. this causes you to stop and turn back to look at her. “i’d never get tired of you. ever.” you affirm certainly, but your answer doesn’t seem to satisfy natasha. your shoulders slouch a bit, “i’m tired of the way you make me feel, nat.” you admit, your tone low, and your eyes on the floor. “i’m tired of laying awake at night while you’re out flirting and doing who knows what with people i have to face day to day, and they all wonder the same thing i do. i know it.” your voice cracks as you swallow thickly in order to keep your voice clear. “and what’s that? what are they all wondering?” she asks in a manner you’ve never heard before. your eyes meet hers, and for the first time she can see just how hurt you are.
“if i’m even enough for you. or why you’re even with me in the first place.” you whisper, looking away as your eyes begin to water. the way your bottom lip begins to quiver, and the way your eyes are begging for an answer makes natasha’s heart shatter. “detka...” natasha trails off, her voice faint and quiet. you shake your head, trying to be strong as your teary orbs meet hers. “you know you don’t have to pretend to love me, or settle for me... right? i— i’m a big girl, natasha, i can handle the truth. i think... i think i deserve the truth.” your voice trembles, but you keep your gaze locked on natasha despite the tears in your eyes and you’re trying to blink them away rapidly, causing each tear to fall one by one; streaming down your cheeks to your jaw.
the titian-haired woman stares at you for a long moment, her eyes now glossy and full of anguish. the flicker of emotions in those forest-green orbs does nothing to ease your fears and anxieties that are creeping up on you. tonight’s the night, you think, the night she finally admits you’re not enough for her. you never will be. “pretending to love you? is that what you think i’m doing?” natasha inquires in pure disbelief. “you think i don’t really love you? you think i settled for you??” natasha asks, sounding more upset than you’ve ever heard her. you don’t know what comes over you, but the dam that’s been poorly put together, finally bursts.
“not just me, natasha… everyone thinks that. and tonight— god, tonight you were just showing me how you really feel and i need to stop ignoring it.” you breathe out, the end of your palms digging into your eyelids, as you try your absolute hardest to ignore the urgent need to cry. natasha shakes her head, “that’s not true! i love you more than i love anything! you know that!” natasha raises her voice, and you stare at her with a pained expression. “i don’t. not anymore, and especially not after everything you’ve done.” you respond in a monotone.
natasha stares at you, trying to figure out your next move, but for the first time since she’s met you, she can’t. “maybe... maybe you should just go. go back to the club... back to maria. i’m sure she’ll be more than happy to let you stay at her place... just till i can find a place of my own—“ you begin to ramble, and natasha’s eyes widen. “no!” she shouts, causing you to nearly flinch. “no, please— please don’t. please... don’t make me go.” natasha begs, her voice cracking and you can’t help but flash her a heartbroken expression.
“what else can i do, natasha? i’m not going to compete with her. i can’t... not when she’s obviously the better choice for you.” you hug your arms around yourself, turning away from natasha in order to hide the insecurity written all over your face. “the better choice?” natasha asks unrecognizably, and you turn to face her; the look on your face shatters her. “please don’t make me say it.” you beg, you’re heartbroken enough. “you’re going to have to, because i don’t understand. on what planet is maria hill a better choice than you?” natasha asks, and your fingernails dig into your upper arms.
“just... just leave me alone for the rest of the night. please.” you plead, and she takes a step closer to you, causing you to instinctively take a few steps back. “not tonight.” you add in a strained tone, natasha swears the floor might swallow her whole, and she desperately wants you to hold her. but the way you looked at her— you look absolutely disappointed in her. it makes her realize yelena had more of a point than she anticipated. you turn away, facing your bedroom, and you’re ready for this night to end already. you’re exhausted and all you wanted was to watch movies and cuddle tonight. instead you got this. again.
“i’m sorry.” natasha croaks out, and you close your eyes tightly, clenching your jaw. “me too.” you manage to voice out as you walk into the room, shutting the door behind you. the sound of the lock makes natasha’s heart fall further into that pit that only seems to be growing.
natasha’s legs feel like jelly as she shuffles to the bedroom door. her nose practically touches the cold wood, “i’m sorry.” natasha repeats through the door, “i’ve been a shitty girlfriend. i haven’t treated you the way you deserve, and i know that. i don’t mean to be this way...” her tone is broken and frail, and you stare at the door with tears falling out of your eyes. “the truth is, i don’t know why i do a lot of things. i was trained for everything...” natasha trails off, her voice getting caught somewhere in her windpipe. she swallows past the lump in her throat, “... but i wasn’t trained to keep a good thing. i’ve never had a good thing like this, and when you say you’re not enough for me, that’s just not true. i’m not enough for you.” natasha doesn’t realize she’s crying until she can taste the bitter salt on her lips, falling off her jaw and down to her collarbone.
her forehead is touching the door, and she lets out a ragged breath, squeezing her eyes shut. you don’t say anything, and god, she‘s terrified that she fucked this up beyond repair. then, she hears the door click, and she stands up straight, sniffling as you open the door. you peak through, your eyes full of tears, and they only multiply when you see her red and puffy eyes. she’s staring at you like a lost puppy and you reach for her, immediately seeking her comfort. natasha wraps her muscular arms around the back of your neck, pulling you flush against her. you both say nothing as she holds you in her arms, crying simultaneously. natasha’s arms are wrapped around your neck and she breathes you in. she never wants to let you go.
a few minutes of silence tick by, “i can’t do this anymore, nat…” you whisper, and the words make her heart fall deeper into that blackhole. there’s tears falling out of your eyes and you sniffle as you pull away from the taller woman. “i c-can’t keep doing this. i’m… i’m gonna stay at lizzie’s for awhile.” your voice cracks, and natasha’s eyes widen, she shakes her head quickly, “no— detka please. i can fix this. please, just give me a chance to fix it.” she begs, and you look down, the salty tears streaming down your cheeks. “no nat. i— i need time to think… i don’t want to feel this way anymore.” you express, your hand on your chest as if she’d literally taken a knife and stabbed you through the heart. natasha feels an enormous amount of guilt and regret as she realizes just how badly her actions have affected you.
“baby please… i’m sorry. i don’t want you to leave.” her voice cracks, and her mascara is running. she looks heartbroken, but so do you. it took her this long to realize you’ve been feeling this way, and it was all because of her foolish actions. “you should’ve thought about that before… you really hurt me, nat.” you try to sound strong, but the way you’re crying makes you feel weak. you turn around and make your way into your bedroom, ready to gather a bag of your things then call your sister to come and get you. natasha’s stuck in place as she watches you move around the bedroom, packing a duffel bag. her hearts pounding in her ears, she can’t move or say anything as you talk on the phone with your sister and she agrees to pick you up.
her body doesn’t feel like her own as you throw on a pair of jeans and your own hoodie; it becomes too real as you put your shoes on. she feels like a robot, standing in the middle of her bedroom. you give her one last look before throwing your bag over your shoulder and leaving; you don’t even realize you take natasha’s heart with you when you leave. after the door slams, the silence engulfs her and she can physically feel her heart break in two. what the hell did she do?
#lgbtq#natasha romanoff angst#natasha romanoff x female reader#natasha romanoff x fem reader jealous#natasha marvel#natasha romanoff x you#natasha x reader angst#fem!reader x natasha#lesbian fanfic#fanfic#jealousy#angst#natasha romonova#natasha romanoff x fem!reader#natasha romanov x reader#natasha romanoff x fem!reader angst#mean natasha x fem reader#natasha romanoff x reader#fuckboy natasha x reader#natasha x you#natasha romanoff x fem reader angst#natasha romanoff x fem reader#natasha x y/n angst#natasha romanoff x y/n angst#natasha romanoff x female!reader#natasha romanoff#daddy natasha x fem reader#natasha romanoff breakup angst#marvel#scarlett johansson x fem!reader angst
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Dude I know I'm deep into my Gale obsession when seeing people's dumbshit takes actually makes me angry. Someone on instagram called him easy and a gold digger??? How do you live with yourself.
#had to turn off my phone and sit with my thoughts for a sec after that one#like what the FUCK do you mean#I just don't understand how people think GALE is the 'sleazy' one. and they're always the Astarion simps lol#like Gale. a fuckboy. GALE. who is so fucking dedicated and loving and poetic and straightforward#compared to Astarion who ACTIVELY. CANONICALLY. USES SEX TO MANIPULATE THE PLAYER. and he has his reasons for that#but between the two you're saying GALE is sleazy???#or easy? when the only way to trigger his romance is if you initiate in the weave scene and reciprocate his flirting in the shadow curse#like he straight does not come on to you at all. if you heard the narrator say the moment is intimate and them imagined a “romantic walk” or#“kissing him passionately” and thought that was the platonic route then buddy it is definitely you with A Problem not him#anyway#bg3#gale dekarios#baldur's gate 3#baldurs gate 3#gale of waterdeep#baldur's gate#baldurs gate
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Some haikyuu fans treat Oikawa as a toxic manipulative fuckboy and the other haikyuu fans treat Oikawa as a twink whiny sub but I think he is in reality a mixture of both lol
#like he is not a toxic fuckboy by all means but its literally canon that he's flirty asf#hes also not a twinky whiny bitch like wtf are you on about he literally scares people#but he is also not a fuckboy Oikawa is adorable#haikyuu#oikawa#oikawa tooru#hq oikawa#haikyuu headcanons#hq
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Insisting Miles G. acts like Miles and isn't really hood/ghetto because 'Rio raised him right'-
Acting hood is not an indicator of bad parenting.
You can still be hood and a dork. You can have both parents involved in your life, raising you with dedication and kindness and still be hood.
Not all tough black guys are from fatherless homes with bad mothers.
Some (MOST) of them are just normal ass black guys with a mean resting face and little patience for disrespect.
Miles G can definitely act hood.
Now stop before I act hood
#y'all be like 'toxic fuckboy'#um do you mean a black man from the hood experiencing what it's like to be from the hood while being in the hood#Miles is a black boy from Brooklyn who lost his father#yes he can act cold and mean that's just how he is#stop with the racism lite#spiderman#atsv#marvel#spider man#across the spiderverse#earth 42 miles morales#earth42!miles#miles g morales#miles g#Miles morales
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Greek Myth-ass-ogy Lesson 1
The three main gods are brothers Zeus, Hades, and Poseidon .
Zeus is the god of lighting and fuckboy manwhores
Hades is an absolute Goth king who loves his cottage core wife and their 3 headed dog
Poseidon fucked percy jacksons mom
#greek mythology#Greek Myth-ass-ogy#zeus#god#greek gods#shitpost#manwhore#fuckboys#percy jackson#poseidon#hades#When I say not all men I mean hades#Hades is the only decent greek god man
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Okay so I was musing about it in the tags of @respectthepetty’s post here but I also want to make a tiny post about it.
It’s only the second episode but does anyone else get the feeling that a significant portion of the show is going to end up coming down to Mew vs Boston?
A truly colossal showdown in which they are going to destroy each other and irreparably damage everyone around them?
As RTP pointed out, both use sex as a means to control. Both have a thing for Top and want him for themselves, but (and I’m might be projecting here) it also feels like it’s going to be about more than that. It’s going to be about Ray and his feelings for Mew. Chuem and her attempts (sometimes half heartedly) to get everyone to get along. It’s going to be about Boston’s inability to recognize his own faults and his belief that he’s better than everyone else. It’s going to be about Mew’s feelings of surperiority towards Boston (and even Ray and Chuem to a certain extent). I even think how Boston is using Nick is going to come into play as well, I’m just not sure how yet.
I posted about it yesterday that this friend group doesn’t really feel like a friend group and a big part of the reason I feel that way has to do with Boston’s barely veiled resentment/animosity towards Mew and Mew’s smugness right back at him. Each thinks they’re better than the other and (imo) both are wrong.
And even to connect it to the post I made about the projector light and Mew’s mugshot from ep1. I’m starting to think Boston got left out of the light because he is the closest thing this series is going to have a bad guy. I mean this show clearly is not going to actually have one, but I think Boston is going to end up filling the antagonist role because the show seems to be more from Mew’s POV than Boston’s. Ray and (Chuem) are partially in the light of the projector to symbolize their more innocent status (again, not true innocence because they have their own issues, but closer to innocence in the battle of wills between Boston and Mew).
They’re going to explode at each other and probably sooner than we think. It’s going to be mutually assured destruction and they’re going to take at least Top down with them. Likely Ray and Chuem and maybe even Sand down as well. I’m not going to even speculate what’s going to happen to Nick because it’s going to be bad, probably almost as bad as (if not worse than) Top.
These are messy imperfect characters who are going to say and do terrible things, both to themselves and each other. They are each the “bad guy” in each other’s story and even in their own to a certain extent. Neither of them are really better than the other and both are going to end up down a rabbit hole they can’t get out of.
I could be very wrong and I might be jumping the gun a little too much but after two episode, this is what it’s starting to feel like to me. I’m not trying to say one is better than the other or that they shouldn’t do what they’re about to do. This is just the sense I get. I’m completely open to being proven wrong. Hell this whole conflict could end up being a red herring before the “real” conflict emerges.
I would love a showdown between Boston and Mew though on any scale. Neo and Book would eat it up and put out an amazing performance. Only time will tell I guess haha.
#only friends#only friends the series#only friends meta#possibly?#mew ofts#boston ofts#topmew#topboston#i almost feel bad for top#because boy walked right into a powder keg#and unfortunately might be the reason the match it lit#i mean he’s definitely going to do his own shit that’s going to make it worse#and while he might not deserve what i think is about to happen#he’s still the worse#he is the largely harmless version of boston#a fuckboy#but at least a fuckboy who will leave you alone when you tell him too#thank you respectthepetty for inspiring this post#your post made the little hamster in my brain start running on its wheel#idk what jojo is truly planning#but man am i excited for it#i am excited for these messy people to do messy things#cap watches only friends#cap speaks
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so tired of seeing women be discriminated in the workplace
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he’s so “just found out that period cramps are more painful than a heart attack 💔💔” “ahahah don’t kill urself ur so sexy”
#i mean this jokingly and positively of course#i love him deeply#but he’s a bit of a fuckboi#lia rambles 💬#[ 💌 ] : loveletters#[ 💌 ] : 🥭 anonie! <3#this made me cackle thank you
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@halfbutneverwhole shared me a video of Frank Sinatra and THIS. THIS IS AZRIEL SINGING.
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AND THIS ONE IS GWYN:
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#azriel#he does not have a sexy bedroom rock voice ok#his voice is melodious and beautiful#stop giving azriel the most stereotypical fuckboy traits 2024#i mean yes he is a fuckboy in many ways but COME ON#don't you want him to be unique lol#Youtube#and gwyn has a low voice#gwyneth berdara#gwynriel
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Im printing that notification and putting it in my wall as a badge of honour
#that's me!#WHAT DO U MEAN THAT ITS BEEN 11 YEARS#You are NOT getting me off this website this is my HOME#my beautiful stinky home filled with rabid fandom-opussums#and I wouldn't have it any other way#my favorite was defo the Skeleton War#People posing using those life sized plastic skeletons in all kind of silly interactions#“look at our beautiful son! born just before the war so his daddy was able to see him!”#cue to a snapchat pic of a bundled up small plastic skeleton with a knife. with a big skeleton proudly cheering behind. also with a knife#EN GARDE FUCKBOYS#it was so fucking funny oh my god#tried to put a bit of maybe not so used stuff from tumblr history#for variety sake lol#ALSO the notif was from my personal blog not this one
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Girlies, gays and whoever likes talking about relationship and stuff..what do you find interesting in men with aquarius placements? Like what do you like of them?
#personally they always give me this loser fuckboy vibes lmao#I never was attracted or had a crush on someone with aquarius placements except women#aquarius women are different still bitches like mean bitches that makes me mad yet so attracted#aquarius#aquarius moon#aquarius rising#aquarius venus#aquarius mars
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ok but consider: laios' party as the always sunny gang? the problem is I'm not sure who would be who
#personal crap#delicious in dungeon#dungeon meshi#iasip#my working theory atm is: laios is charlie senshi is mac chilchuck is frank and marcille is dee#I'm having a nightmare trying to work out who could be dennis#i would say kabru bc he's almost enough of a dick and a fuckboi but he's not in laios' party#and i don't think making laios and falin dennis and dee makes much sense tbh#laios isn't enough of a fuckboi and it means making senshi or marcille charlie which both seem off
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I’m back to hating on you cryin’ btw just so we’re clear on where I stand
#it’s like the canon equivalent of fanon fuckboy gojo to me#weird ass direction I DONT understand it#that’s a shitty arrogant little bitch being MEAN to his schoolmate and the line read is WRONG#he’s a LITTLE SHIT that’s the point! he’s being mean he’s bullying her jfc how did u drop the ball that hard#pattering on the roof
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#wizard101#w101#wiz101#dyvim whitehart#my polls#polls#personally i think he just flirts whenever the mood strikes him. and he flirts with anyone who doesnt piss him off#IDK WHY this isnt even me being thirsty like usual for some reason i just get that about him#he makes the most out of pocket comments to and about people anyways. i bet he has no issue with laying it on someone jokingly#but thats the thing i dont think he really means it in a ''i want to marry you way'' but in like a-#''im a little bit interested in you/you entertain me'' sort of way#but he doesnt do it to be fuckboy-ish thats just who he is#i can totally see dyvim winking at a pretty burrower lady that serves him at the burrower pub#((and i dont blame him the burrower women are PRETTY))
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ari omg i saw ur ace!gojo rb... 😞ace!stsg is so important to me they r both sooooo
ALEXIS MY LOVE MY LIGHTHOUSE MY SAFE HARBOUR <333333 .. you Get it. you understand.
obv it’s just a self-indulgent comfort hc let’s be clear but like. it makes sense.. in my brain… let it be known that every single one of my gojo fics are written w ace!gojo in mind 🤞 he just gives me those vibes and by that i mean the Voices told me. they speak nothing but the truth.
also have you seen this loser’s colour scheme…. whole ace flag just walking around. he knows what he is!!
phdjshdjs NO BUT GENUINELY ace!gojo is one of my favorite jjk hcs Ever and ace!stsg in general is very good and real…. i remember making a post once that was like. the sashisu aroace pipeline… and it was just demisexual (sugu) -> demiromantic asexual (gojo) -> aromantic asexual (shoko)….. they mean the world 2 me T_T aaa at some point i’m gonna have to write the explicitly ace!gojo fic myself i think….. making my own food 🍳🍳🍳
alexis i’m genuinely so so happy that you see the Vision btw ilysm we are holding hands in my brain <33 imagine him sneakily buying one of those ace rings… none of his coworkers know what it is except shoko and he loves it. calls himself the undercover ace and makes the most insufferable puns known to mankind…. he Cannot be stopped 😔😔😔
#”dw guys… i’ve got an *ace* up my sleeve ;)” ”please die.”#<- <333 he’s so good.#i like to hc frequently sexualized anime men as ace just for the sake of being a contrarian#but with gojo it just comes so easy……….#i picture him as being the kind of ace who has no actual interest in having sex but makes enough dirty jokes that literally no one knows#(cue that one jjk light novel where he implies he likes being tied up 🤨🤨)#BUT i think the idea of a sex repulsed gojo is rlly funny….. everyone is like ohhhh here comes gojo. known fuckboy. and he’s like NO!!!!!#idk i just like him 😭 TY FOR LETTING ME TALK ABT HIM ALEXIS ILY ALWAYS#how r u doing btw?? i hope school isn’t being 2 mean :((( and that you’re resting properly!!!#sending you lots n lots of sunlight and warm tea and flowers 🌷🌷☀️☀️🍵🍵💐💐#ask tag ✩#alexis !! ✩
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#i made a blog just so others can bully me too into writing fics#according to mahesh jadu he is in fact in love with her as he tf should be#i mean who wouldn't#who couldn’t#tissaia de vries#vilgefortz#Tissaia/Vilgefortz#Tissaia x Vilgefortz#the witcher#this piece of shit#and our mom#if evil why hot#Tissaia#the beating heart of aretuza#the hottest fuckboy of aretuza#anakin and padme vibes#and i hate it
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