#Relationship issues

[gejo333]

A Misunderstanding

Father Miguel O’Hara x Mother Spider Reader

—> pt. 2

Summary: Your relationship with Miguel was doing amazing. But when you find out your pregnant Miguel begins to close himself off . You decide it’s best not to tell him and end things. But what happens when you see him again after five years and learns that he is a father?

There is a sensual scene, if you feel uncomfortable just scroll past it.

I was going to write it all in one post but I decided to do a part two. Part 2 will be posted tomorrow. I apologize for any grammatical mistakes I missed.

Hope you enjoy🤗

Wc: 3.2k

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A heavy breath leaves your lungs; sitting on a piece of rubble, you stare at the anomaly being taken away by another spider back to HQ. On a mission like this one, an anomaly of this low stature wouldn’t make you sweat. But for some reason, you had a hard time defeating it.

Peter B comes up to you, lending you a hand. You gladly take it rising from your makeshift seat. After walking through the portal back to HQ, Peter puts his hand on your shoulder, stopping you.

“Are you feeling alright, Y/n?” Peter looked concerned about your tired complexion.

“I’m fine. I must not have slept well last night. But thanks for checking in and for your help with the mission.”

“No problem. Are you reporting back to Miguel?”

“Yeah. I should tell him about the mission getting out of hand. I’ll see you around.” You wave goodbye before making your way to Miguel’s office. When reporting missions that didn’t go exactly to plan, spiders asked you to report to Miguel.

Before you began dating him 6 months ago, you still had a close relationship with him. Ever since he recruited you, he’s had a soft spot for you, never once getting mad with you.

Walking into his “lair,” as most spiders called it, you tried to shoot up a web to him, but your web shooter malfunctioned.

Miguel jumped down from the platform, walking towards you. His gaze crossed your entire body, checking to see if you were hurt.

“I heard the mission went a bit south.” Miguel wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you against his chest. He lifted your chin and leaned down to kiss your lips lovingly. You wrapped your arms around his neck, lifting your toes to press deeper into the kiss. Breaking apart, you caress his cheek as he leans into your touch.

“Yeah, I needed to call backup. The anomaly was more to handle than I thought. I’m not sure why. I just don’t feel my best today.”

“How about we get some delicious empanadas near my apartment and watch a movie. How does that sound? We can leave right now if you want?” A smile graces his lips as he gazes at you with so much love waiting for your response. You smile back at him as your e/c meets his mahogany eyes. You were the only person to see his true eye color.

“That sounds perfect.”

Pressing a few buttons on his watch, Miguel opens the portal back to his universe. The two of you walk through, entering an ally a block away from Miguel’s place. Both of your suits dissolve underneath casual clothing hiding underneath.

The two of you walked into the little store that sold the best empanadas in all of Nueva York, as Miguel had told you multiple times.

“Miguel! Mi cliente favorito. Cómo te va?” An older woman walked around the counter, hugging Miguel, which he gladly accepted.

“Estoy bien. Y usted?” Miguel said as he led you fully into the store. You loved seeing this side of Miguel. He only revealed his true warm side when he was back in his world or alone with you on missions or at HQ.

“I’m doing good. Business is good. And who is this gorgeous woman by your side Miguel?” The woman looks at you with a bright smile. You look up at Miguel as he looks down at you with a smile.

“This is Y/n. My girlfriend.” Miguel’s response made the woman beam with joy as she hugged you.

“It’s so nice to meet you, Y/n. It’s so nice for Miguel to find such a nice woman as you. The usual order Miguel?” The woman returns behind the counter, grabs a box, and puts in empanadas.

“Sí, plus a few extra.”

“Of course!” She adds a few more before handing them to you. Miguel pays her before adding $500 to the tip jar. The woman looks astounded and takes the money out, trying to return it to him. He closes her hand, pushing gently back towards her.

“Miguel, this is too much.”

“Nonsense. You make the best empanadas in all of Nueva York.” The woman hugs Miguel again as tears brim her eyes.

“Thank you so much. You truly are a good man Miguel.”

“Until next time!” He waved goodbye before leading you out of the store.

Miguel opened the door, letting you go first before making your way to the kitchen, setting the empanadas down on the counter. Miguel places both arms at your sides, trapping you against the counter. You turn to face him, leaning back a bit against the counter. Hands run up his chest and wrap around his neck. You run your hands through his hair as he leans his back, enjoying the sensation of your hands through his hair.

He leaned down, lips centimeters from yours. His gaze goes to your lips, his eyes starving for your touch. You give him a quick kiss.

“Let’s choose something to watch.”

“Yeah.” Miguel calms down his breathing before letting you go. The two of you grab an empanada and head to the living room as you get comfy on the couch, putting a blanket over the both of you. You rest your head against him.

Almost halfway into the movie, your gaze is directed toward Miguel as he stares ahead. He shifts slightly, uncomfortable. Your gaze falls down to his lap, where a tent appears. Sliding a hand to his lap, you pull down his sweats, setting him free as you give him a handjob.

Miguel’s head leans back, a groan escaping his lips.

“Y/n” You continue your movements as you feel your hand getting covered in precum.

“You like that?” You lean towards him as you kiss his neck towards his lips, where he hungrily captures yours.

“I need more of you, mi vida.” He groaned before removing the blanket. He grabbed you by the waist, sitting you on his lap as he ripped your panties off, thrusting himself fully into your wet folds.

“Those were my favorite.” You moaned out. A pout was on your face before Miguel captured your lips.

“I’ll buy you all the new pairs you want,” Miguel whispered into your ear as he thrust his hips into you.

“Miggy!” Your moans grew louder as his pace quickened, sending you into euphoria.

You awake from your bed in a sweaty state, your breath uneven. Sitting up from your bed, you place your head against your knee as you calm your heart. Why that memory again? You’ve had that same memory plague your dreams for the past week.

Looking at your phone, it was 8 am. You get up from your bed and go to the room next to you. Opening the door, you walk up to the small race car bed. Leaning down, you brush the dark brown hair from your son’s face and press a kiss to his forehead.

You watch his eyes flutter open, his big brown eyes tiredly staring at you.

“Good morning.” You say, gazing at your five-year-old as he wakes up. He jumps into your arms as you pick him up.

“Are you excited for today? It’s your first day of kindergarten!”

“Yes!” His arms went up in excitement. You set him down as you grab the outfit you prepared for him today. After the both of you got dressed, you went to the kitchen to start breakfast.

“What would you like?”

“Pancakes! With chocolate chips!”

“How about pancakes with blueberries? Make it a bit healthier.” You suggest as you already begin making the batter.

“I love blueberries!” He cheered.

You place the small pancakes in front of him as you finish getting ready in your room. After you finish putting on your makeup, you see your son walk in with a face covered with syrup. You chuckle at the cute site as you get up and bring her to the bathroom to wipe her face and hands.

“Mommy, can you do my hair how I like it?”

“Of course!”

You set her on the bathroom counter as you brush his hair. You combed your fingers through his hair. You look at him through the mirror. Distinct brown hair and eyes. Warm honey-toned skin. He was the spitting image of his father.

It’s been almost six years since you last saw him. Ever since that fateful day, you wonder if you made the right decision. But he made it clear to you.

“Mommy?” You’re brought out of your thoughts.

“Sorry, sweetie.” You finish the combing his hair. You grab your purse and his brand-new fire truck backpack. Grabbing his hand, you walk out the door and towards the school.

Arriving at the school, you walk through the front doors to his classroom. You see the other 5-year-olds entering the classroom or clinging to their parents. Arriving at the door, you see the teacher come out.

“Hi! My name is Ms. Williams. And who might this be?”

“This is Mateo (L/n). Say hi, Mateo.” You say to your son, who clings to you. Hiding his face behind your leg.

“Hi.” Mateo slowly waves to the teacher. Ms. Williams holds out her hand toward Mateo. Mateo looks up to you as you smile.

“It’s ok, Mateo. Go make some friends. Mommy will be here to pick you up in a few hours.”

“Promise?” He holds his pinky out to you, which you hook with yours.

“Promise.” Mateo smiles at you before taking his teacher’s hand, walking him into the room. He turned to wave goodbye before disappearing into the room.

A tear escapes you as you wipe it away. You couldn’t believe he was already 5. It went by so fast.

After drying your tears, you make it back to your apartment. Sitting at your desk in your bedroom, you stare at the drafted article before you. Since you quit Spider Society, you got your job back as a journalist.

Your mind drifts off from the work before you.

Sitting on the edge of the toilet seat, you stare down at the small object in your hands.

Two lines. These two lines answer the question that was in the back of your mind all day.

You were pregnant. Your body jumps up when you hear someone walk into the bathroom. Unlocking the door to the stall, you quickly wash your hands and clean off the stick before hiding it in a secret pocket of your spider suit.

A beep from your watch tells you to go to Miguel’s office. Miguel… what would he think? You rush out of the bathroom and towards his office.

Ben Reilly and Jess are talking with Miguel about a mission. Standing next to Miguel as he continues talking. However, everything he said was unheard as your thoughts raced.

“Y/n?” You came back to reality as Miguel placed his hand on your shoulder.

“Yep! Understood.” You say, hoping he didn’t notice you drifting off into space. Miguel dismisses Ben and Jess as he turns to face you.

“Is everything ok?” His eyes grew concerned as you weren’t your usual happy self. You decided not to tell him yet. You were too nervous to tell him. Since movie night, Miguel has been nonstop busy and stressed from work. You didn’t feel you should stress him out more with your news.

And it’s only been 6 months since you started dating. You didn’t know if he wanted children, especially after what happened to his daughter.

“Yeah! I’m good. Just tired. So my mind is a bit off.”

“How about you go home and rest. I’ll do the mission with Jess and Ben.”

“It’s ok. I can still go on the mission.” You try to reason with him.

“No mi amor. Go home and rest. I don’t want you getting hurt on the mission if you’re tired.” You decided to listen to him as he would not change his mind.

“Ok, fine. See you later tonight.” You give him a kiss before saying goodbye.

…

“You’re 2 months pregnant.”

The doctor’s words shocked you. You didn’t think you were that far along. It’s only been two weeks since you found out you were pregnant.

After leaving the doctor’s office, you head back to HQ. Going to the doctor at HQ was free, but you knew word would get back to Miguel, as everyone knew you two were in a relationship.

Spider HQ felt off today as barely anyone was here. You go to Miguel’s office but find all the lights turned off except one of his monitors.

Miguel sat in his chair, his head resting in his hand. He looked so sad. You never had seen him this way before.

“Miguel?” You walk closer to him, resting a hand on his shoulder. You look at the monitor. It was a video of him and his daughter.

“Y/n? I thought you weren’t coming in today.”

“I wasn’t. But I’ve barely seen you for the past two weeks. I wanted to just check in on you.” He moved his chair to face you. As he opens his arms to you, you sit in his lap. Wrapping his arms tight around you, he nestled his head in your neck. You comb your fingers through his hair to help comfort him.

“Today’s her birthday.” He mumbled against your skin. His words clenched at your heart.

“Miguel…” You lifted his chin to look at you as you softly caressed his cheek. He leans into your hand, looking at you with red eyes. Not his normal ruby red, but red from tears.

“She would have been ten this year.” A tear slipped from his eye, trailing down his cheek, which you gently wiped away. You never have seen him in such a vulnerable state before. It made your heart break seeing him like this.

Would it be ok to tell him now about the pregnancy? To try and lift his spirits? Maybe it was too sudden. It was Gabriella’s birthday, after all.

“The thought of having another child is unbearable. I couldn’t handle the pain again if something happened.”

His words shattered you. He didn’t want to have more kids. You placed a hand on your stomach. It would be pointless to tell him. He didn’t want to be a father again.

His watch suddenly beeped, indicating that there was an anomaly he needed to deal with.

“Maybe you should let someone else do the mission.” You got up from his lap as he continued to sit in the chair.

“No, I’ll do it. He stands from his chair as he opens the portal. Before he leaves, you gently grab his arm.

“I can go with you.” He smiles at you as he brushes some of your hair behind your ear.

“I’m going to do this one myself, Hermosa.”

“Oh, ok. Be safe.” You say before he walks into the portal.

…

You gaze at the surroundings of HQ, seeing various spiders interacting with one another. Ever since Gabriella’s birthday, you’ve barely seen Miguel. He buried himself in work. You tried several times to see him, but he was so distant from you that you decided to stop visiting him.

That was a month ago. Now 3 months pregnant, you have a baby bump, so when you came into HQ today, you decided to wear casual clothes that hid your bump. For what you’re about to do. You didn’t want anyone to know, especially Miguel.

Anxiety blossomed at the bottom of your stomach as you walked to his office. Were you being selfish? Maybe you should wait until he’s better. But time would run out in 6 months, and you didn’t want to face the truth of him rejecting his child. You wouldn’t be able to bear it.

You reach his office, where he talks to Peter B. and Jess about past missions. The three turn when they notice your presence.

“Y/n! It’s been so long! You’ve barely been to HQ this past month!” Said Peter as he went to hug you. You quickly give him a side hug so he wouldn’t find out your little secret. Peter gave you a confused look at your gesture but decided to ignore it.

Your gaze shifts to Miguel as he looks back at you. He’s barely seen you this month. Longer even.

“Jess, Peter. Is it ok if I talk privately with Miguel for a few minutes?” Your serious tone makes the two briefly look at Miguel and back at you before leaving his office.

Miguel walks up to you and places his hands around your waist.

“Is everything alright, cariño?” His gaze turned serious when you didn’t wrap your arms around him like you used to. Bile felt like it was threatening to come out of your throat. Not from the pregnancy. But what you were dreading telling him the past few days.

“I’m quitting Spider Society.” His eyes widened slightly before worry and confusion replaced them.

“What for?”

“Other life commitments need my attention back in my universe.”

“Like what?” He pushed you to tell him.

“Just other things.” You can see hurt in his eyes by your answer.

“You don’t have to quit. You can take a break if you need it.” He suggested.

“No, I’m sure of my decision.”

“Fine. But we’ll talk about it later. I don’t think you should quit. You’re an amazing Spiderwoman. I’ll come over after work with some food.” He wasn’t happy about your answer, but he let it slide.

“Miguel…” His heart dropped when you moved out of his arms.

“I have loved every second we’ve spent together…”

“Y/n?” You held up your hand to stop him from talking to let you finish. Tears began to threaten to spill out.

“But our lives are starting to go in different directions. I think we should stop seeing each other.” Tears spilled down your cheeks as you saw how hurt he looked. You felt terrible.

“Mi amor…” He tries to caress your cheek, but you move your face away, breaking him further.

“It’s for the best, Miguel. I hope you find someone who brings you happiness and love.” You turn away from him. But he grabs you by the arm and pulls you into an embrace. He kisses gently up your neck.

“You brought me that. I’ve never been happier in my life when I’m with you. Please don’t leave me.”

You wanted to melt into his arms and forget everything you said. But you couldn’t let your guard down. Removing his arms from your waist, you walk away from him. You turn to look at him one more time.

“Goodbye, Miguel.”

Tears fall onto your computer as you relive those memories. Even after five years, the look in his eyes broke you. Your heart still aches for him. There were times when you thought of reaching out. But you remembered he never came to your universe to fight for you both. To say he wouldn’t accept you breaking up with him.

You knew you told him it was over. But you still hoped he would run after you. Looking at the time on your computer, you realize you need to pick up Mateo.

You wipe your tears before grabbing your wallet, phone, and keys. As you were about to open the door, you heard a knock. Your spider-sense was going off, which you didn’t know why.

Slowly you open the door. The air from your lungs briefly left you as you dropped everything in your hand.

“Miguel?”

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Hope you enjoyed it.🥰

#miguel o'hara #spider man 2099 #spider man: across the spider verse #miguel x reader #oneshot #oneshot requests #jessica drew #miguel o’hara fanfiction #sadnees #romance #relationship issues #miguel spiderman #atsv miguel #miguel o’hara x you #miguel o’hara x y/n #spider woman #pregnant

[desultory-suggestions]

You can outgrow that behaviors from your past that you regret. You can change, you can go to therapy, work on yourself, and surround yourself with people who choose kindness and compassion. You can learn to express yourself through new means, instead of yelling or physical violence, you can learn to respond with thoughtful words and action. You are allowed to have space to change and become a new person. Don’t let your shame hold you back.

#self forgiveness #growing #change #maturing #self care #mental health #mental illness #anger issues #mentalheathawareness #anxiety #yelling #fighting #relationship issues #family abuse #familial abuse #family conflict

[s4ndg3m]

I wanna know ur wallmark divorce headcannons so bad

okokok. i had to type these all up separately so i could organize my ideas. i have like more in my head but they're hard to put into words so this is what you get

cw for alchoholism and general relationship issues. putting it all under the cut. remember these are just my headcanons and thoughts, nothing concrete.

General issues

Conflicting ideals on future life- Wallter being much more of a city guy, while mark prefers a rural setting.

Communication issues- Instead of talking things out they get accusatory and defensive, which means most talks end up arguments.

Further communication issues- They geniunely cannot understand the other half of the time. Wallter will attempt to be subtle in his communication, dropping hints instead of just flat out saying what he wants. Mark cannot pick up on these. Mark's direct communication sometimes comes across as rude and aggressive to Wallter.

General conflict- They have some shared interests, but there's also a lot of things that are important to them that they don't agree on. Like building materials, however silly that might sound.

Mark's issues

Alcoholism- Bit of A drunkard. He insists it isn't an issue but it is when it interferes with plans he and Wallter already had. "It would be weird if I didn't have a few with the boys after a job well done!"

Short-tempered- Which causes even more arguments over small things. (Def not physically abusive toward Wallter, even when drunk)

Abrasive personality- Mark would be more likely to make jabs or meaner jokes because he thinks everyone can take it. He wouldn't understand why someone would get upset over a joke.

He snores really loud- To the point where Wallter usually can't sleep. It builds tensions between them cus either Wallter is sleep-deprived or they never sleep in the same bed.

Dismissive- Wallter will ask/tell him about something that bothers him or something he wants as a gift for a holiday, but Mark usually won't listen.

Oblivious- Won't pick up on hints that Wallter drops, no matter the context.

Wallter's issues

Grey stuff. Wallter loves it, Mark loathes it. They argue over it.

Petty- Incredibly petty. Will make snide comments at Mark when he's upset about something.

Silent- He doesn't help at all with the communication issue, because he just flat out won't say anything! Until it's a big issue, of course. He might make hints but Mark cannot pick up on them.

Insistent on his own opinions- He will often push Mark to think like he does, instead of accepting their differences. It gets frustrating for Mark when he's constantly having to defend his thoughts.

Pretentious- Would absolutely try and take the moral high ground during arguments. He thinks talking in a level tone and not shouting means he's in the right, when really he's the one instigating most of the arguments.

Jealousy- I think he'd be the jealous type. He'd interrogate Mark about his friends and question his honesty often.

~~

I don't think there was one thing that caused the divorce, but a buildup of tension and frustration over the years of their marriage that was never managed. i think they both wanted it to work, even afterward, but neither of them are willing enough to see their issues and work on them. Even then, they kind of ruined the idea of a life with one another because of how horribly their marriage ended.

anyway these are just my initial thoughts on the two. enjoy!

#labyanswering #regretevator #regretevator mannequin mark #mannequin mark regretevator #mannequin mark #wallter #regretevator wallter #wallter regretevator #regretevator headcanon #tw alchoholism #relationship issues #marital issues #arguing #wallmark

[the-monologues]

Letting someone go, even when you love them deeply, passionately, unexpectedly...because you know you are not ready to healthily commit cause of your trauma, makes you worthy of an applause.

Knowing that you saved someone from the abuse and scars which you are trying to heal from right now, shows how much you love them.

Not knowing if by the time you heal and are ready for them, whether they will still wish for you...and accepting that fact yet deciding to let them go...you deserve an applause for that.

#I deserve an applause #I wish someone could say this to me rn #I wish this agonizing pit in my stomach would stop #lmao i think I am too petty to wish that they don't move on with anyone else #thoughts #deepthoughts #life quote #deep thoughts #love #love quotes #love quote tumblr #relationship issues #relationship #dating and relationships #quotes #lovers #i love him #rambling monologues #new poets society #beautiful quote

[pupsclawz]

Detached I

Part II

Pairing: Tara Carpenter x Reader

Warnings: Violence at the end, Angst, apathy, language, My crappy writing

Word Count: 410

Summary: Tara didn't get stabbed, Wes did, He died. You has had some trouble with apathy in the past and now it comes back to bite you in the ass. You and Tara had a fight which leads you to reflect.

a/n: Uhhhh yeah. Had a breakdown so I thought I'd channel it to writing. I don't even know if this would still be considered angst but you know we deal with it. This one's crappy and sorry Amber fans. Uhhhh No Beta we die like true writers.

Maybe if you tried harder it could’ve turned out better. Maybe if you could’ve tried a little more it wouldn’t turn out as bad as it did. But no, you just had to ruin it all by being an apathetic fuck and not caring. You just had to ruin one of the only good things you have because you didn’t try harder to understand. 

You sat heavily against the sofa staring into the empty space in front of you. Your phone was somewhere on the phone, battered and destroyed. Why? Why you? Why does everything bad always happen to you?! You let out an internal scream of rage and desperation as tears start to form and fall down your face. 

Why does everything from your childhood to your teens feel like it was always meant to bring you to this moment? From not knowing what you want from her to being so uncaring you wouldn’t bat an eye if she died!

Your tears were renewed as you recall her words from earlier. Despite them being via text, the words still hurt regardless. 

The fact that she was right about what your reaction would be just goes to show how apathetic you’ve been, but you can’t help it!

The fact is that even yourself didn’t even know how the fuck you feel. You’ve been so disassociated with yourself and your emotions that you don’t know how the fuck you feel about anything! Anything at all! You don’t know how the fuck you feel about Tara! About Ghostface even! 

You don’t know what the fuck was wrong with you! When you heard that Wes was murdered, what did you do? You sat your fat ass down to watch some Netflix. Now, Tara’s mad at you because you didn’t even bother to check up on anyone! Not one person you tried to contact.

You blinked slowly as a migraine made itself known. You tried to stand up but as soon as you did, your world turned to black. 

A figure lurked in the shadows as it observed its new victim. Oh how it couldn’t wait to sink its sharp blade into Amber’s pale skin, to cut her into pieces, to gut her. 

The figure waited until Tara and her friends left. The figure jumped out from the shadows before sinking its blade into Amber’s shoulder, one of its hands coming up to her mouth to silence her screams. Oh, let the fun begin. 

#fanfiction #fanfic #jenna ortega #tara carpenter #tara carpenter x reader #tara x reader #angst #angry #anger #ghostface #scream #relationship issues #apathy #apathetic #jenna x reader #x reader #x you #jenna ortega x reader

[kxnma-w1fey]

I’ve never found something I can relate to so much in my life💀💀💀

#family problems #trust issues #real life #parents #toxic household #mentally unstable #this is unhealthy #unhealthy lifestyle #relatable #relatable memes #memes #pinterest #social issues #daddy issues #relationship issues #issues #so not girly pop

[delta-pavonis]

Fic: you might be the answer to the sinner in me

Dreamling (human AU) & Hob/Orpheus || rated E || in progress

Alternate Universe (human), some non-linear storytelling, semi-epistolary, marijuana use, cheating, age difference (7-10 years), Hob marries Orpheus, and falls in love with his father, relationship problems, marital problems, failing marriage, break up, cheating, proDom Dream, light Dom/sub, sub Hob Gadling, dom Dream, oral sex, rough oral sex, face-fucking, sex toys, talking someone through sex, like some fucked-up D/s gay porno version of Pyramus and Thisbe

Read here on AO3

Hob begs away to the roof for some air and makes a detour to the bathroom on the third floor. He is tempted, just for a moment, to open the door to the space under the sink, to see what, if anything, remains there, but is able to stay his hand. Instead, Hob reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a rather thick envelope, a letter, sealed, with Dream scrawled on the outside. He props it up behind the faucet of the sink, the cream-white of the paper stark against the dark charcoal marble of the countertop and wall tiles. “Well, you asked.” He nods once and heads up to the roof.

#Dreamling #Hob/Orpheus #Hob/Dream #cheating #marital problems #relationship issues #D/s #poor Orpheus #he doesn't get a happy ending #Dream/Hob do get a happy ending #it started on Tumblr #Pavonis writes

[lousydrawingsforgoodpeople]

#relationship issues #it isn’t a real relationship if you put in all the work #doodles #bad art #lousy drawings #doodle #positivity #self love #healing #toxic relationships #codependency

[trxshpxnda-xo]

Stop letting others break you down and destroy your life.

Go ruin that shit ✨️ yourself ✨️ like the lil unstable baddie you are 🥹

#bpd mood #bpd #bpd splitting #bpd triggers #actually bpd #bpd brain #bpd shit #bpd vent #actually borderline #trauma #bpd feels #spiralling #breakdown #breakup #relationship issues #tw self destructive behavior #self destruction

[walkawayinsin]

Dear monogamous people

Before you start dating a non-monogamous consider this: We're not your go-to when you're single. We're not into casual automatically. It's not always about the sex - doesn't even have to involve sex overall. It's about connecting. It's about love. It's about the freedom to love.

Being interested isn't enough. You need to understand your own responsibility when you're dating someone who isn't monogamous.

Dating with the purpose to convert someone from non-monogamy to monogamy is as bad as if we were forcing non-monogamy on you guys.

Be clear about your intentions, your boundaries, your view on the relationship. Communication is the key.

If you've had bad experience with non-monogamy reconsider how much it affects you in the present situation. Are you truly desiring to try out non-monogamy again (knowing the situation might be different) or are you just purely ignorant about it at the moment because you're on cloud nine? Falling in love with someone doesn't equal you're practically going to work as a couple. Just because they are poly it doesn't mean that they're okay with simply cuddling and sex.

Don't date or even be involved with non-monogamous if you can't handle their choice of relationship-lifestyle. We deserve commitment, respect and honesty as much as monogamous counterparts.

#dear monogamous people #don't trust the monos #non monogamy #non-monogamy #nonmonogamy #nonmonogamypride #relationship advice #relationship issues #polyamourous #polyam problems #polyam dating #poly life #polylife #relationship anarchy #relationshipanarchy #open relationship #non monogamous #non-monogamous

[putting-rick-in-places]

“The next one isn’t going to miss, Morty.”

They got the best relationship counselor to help them work things out.

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[wishingintotheunknown]

In another universe, you were loved enough by everyone around you to love me back

In another time and another place we didn’t take deadly aim at each other with our words, and there was enough happiness to celebrate and enough sadness to go around when it rained

But in this timeline you were taught to be a shark and I was left with salt pouring into my open wounds as I sank to the bottom of an ocean you drowned me in

#sad thoughts #sad poem #sad poetry #poetry #tw depression #depressing poem #relationship issues #trauma #lonliness #feeling alone #alone with my thoughts #abandoment issues #depressiv

[the-monologues]

Did you not see me wilt away? Did you not see me suffocating? Did you not see that I needed your time and support, not the pressure of your love?

I wish you had...maybe then we wouldn't have become strangers.

#melancholic #melancholy #heartache #heartbreak #relatable quotes #relationship issues #dating and relationships #relationship #so relatable #thoughts #deepthoughts #dark academia #love #new poets society #love quote tumblr #love quotes #quotes #desi love #desi life #desiblr #desi tumblr #the-monologues #rambling monologues

[czalzver]

guys how do i respond to this

#czalzver #i can’t tell if she’s being serious or not #relationship issues

[darkfictionjude]

It’s always the childhood romance option you can have with Nia that hits me hard bc they could’ve have something very early on if they could just get a grasp of what feeling they have with each other but at the same time I know that shit would’ve probably went to flames when they were younger they need that character development first to understand each other and what they need

Oh nonnie I like this message. Yeah there’s a lot of what ifs but truly as the author I can say you’re right, yes they have wasted away years that they could’ve been together but they wouldn’t have worked out. They have never been able to really have good communication and Nia maintains everyone at arms length.

Same when people ask me why didn’t Imre ever try to do this or that with mc and it’s like he had no incentive to, there was nothing bigger pushing him towards actually making an effort and being such a playboy he would’ve broken mc’s heart (not that he can’t now but at the expense of his own)

#relationship issues #Nia-MC #Imre-MC #we wretched creatures

[delta-pavonis]

BONUS CHAPTER: you might be the answer to the sinner in me

Dreamling (human AU) & Hob/Orpheus || rated E || complete

Alternate Universe (human), some non-linear storytelling, semi-epistolary, marijuana use, cheating, age difference (7-10 years), Hob marries Orpheus, and falls in love with his father, relationship problems, marital problems, failing marriage, break up, cheating, masturbation, proDom Dream, Dom/sub, sub Hob Gadling, dom Dream, oral sex, rough oral sex, face-fucking, sex toys, talking someone through sex, like some fucked-up D/s gay porno version of Pyramus and Thisbe, cowgirl position, handjobs, Dream is a horny weasel, fingering, orgasm denial, edging, cockwarming, talk of collaring

Read Chapter 11 on AO3

Hob wakes to bright, late morning light coming in through the cracks between the drapes. Then the soreness settles in. Then he remembers why he is so sore and turns to see Dream still asleep about an arm-span’s length across the king-sized bed. Holy shit all that really happened.

#Happy Valentine's Day! #Have some smut'n'fluff! #Dreamling #Hob/Orpheus #Hob/Dream #cheating #marital problems #relationship issues #D/s #poor Orpheus #Pavonis writes