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taorminasfrisby · 10 hours
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jsugarplumprincess · 2 months
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I will never hate Joe Alwyn no matter what the new album says
People make fun of him for not being very famous, he was with Taylor for 6 years, if he wanted fame he could have exploited that relationship so much, he could have been so well known, instead he kept it private because he loved her and not her name
People love Travis because he's "proud to be seen with Taylor" only because they feel entitled to seeing Taylor's relationships. They didn't like not being part of Taylor and Joe's relationship and it shows
I actually miss when I could search her name or see her trend and not see a single man. Sure Travis is proud of being with her but Joe let her shine completely on her own
He's the one who stood by her when she thought everyone else hated her, he wrote songs with her and used a fake name not to take credit, he inspired some of the best love songs in her career
This break up hurts me more than my own tbh
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homicidalbrunette · 5 months
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"He was never good for you anyway whoever he was."
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i-wrotethisforme · 2 years
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Repeat after me. It was good while it lasted but it's over now. I might miss it but that doesn't mean I'll want it back
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slut4thebroken · 8 months
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Jonathan Crane x vigilante!reader coworkers to lovers to enemies ?? 🤔 I mayhaps.. might’ve started writing somethin…..🫣
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zenmasterlover · 22 days
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It’s been a week (I think) without the guy I used to depend on for emotional support and regulation. It’s been tough, I never thought I’d ever really detach myself. But I’m trying. On top of this whole fiasco, it’s April and if you’ve ever been to college, you know that April is the absolute WORST when it comes to schooling. It’s been tough trying to get assignments and papers done without him saying that he’s proud of me and that I did a good job, I’m now taking into my own hands to tell myself I’m proud of me and that I did well. That’s tough since I’m a perfectionist and everything below a 94% won’t cut it :/ I’m taking it one day at a time. The nights are still the hardest and I swear to god I can hear that mofo in my head sometimes which is crazy.
I’m beginning to accept that he was not my soulmate, 14 year old me would have a field day with that. He’s simply an icky karmic relationship for me. It’s tough to remember that people don’t change as quickly as they may say. He needs to change in order to have a healthy relationship with literally anyone. I will die on that hill. I miss him and I want him but he’s not healthy for me
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thingsmyxxxsaid · 2 years
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Things My Exes Said #602 // submitted by peachesareshai
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cherryrainn · 6 months
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hihihi angst smut. like like uh gn!reader ( or female/male, whatever is easier ) is going through a breakup and greed 'helps' them :3 ( specifically greedler ) ( maybe a little comf seasoning with greed buying them stuff ? idk )
━━ ✧ 𝐧𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐲 ˚୨୧⋆。˚ ⋆
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─ ✩ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ; greedler (onceler) x reader
─ ✩ 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 ; hiiiiiiii mutual i love you/p
─ ✩ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ; none just smut
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in the midst of a bustling city, with towering skyscrapers and neon lights, you, with your heart heavy and burdened by the weight of a fresh breakup, sat alone in a cozy coffee shop. the familiar jingle of the bell above the door announced the arrival of someone who could only be one person: the notorious onceler.
onceler slid into the chair opposite you with a grin that mirrored the shine of his expensive cufflinks. "y/n! heard you could use a little cheering up," he purred, his voice dripping with confidence.
you tried to manage a weak smile. "hey, onceler, you didn't have to come all the way here."
"oh, but i insist," he said with a dramatic flourish of his hand. "i just somehow happened to be in the neighborhood, doing some important business deals, you know, the usual."
you chuckled, despite your somber mood. onceler's larger-than-life personality was oddly comforting in these moments.
the coffee shop's barista arrived at your table, a latte in hand. onceler had ordered it before even asking what you wanted. "your usual," he winked.
you took a sip of the latte, grateful for the caffeine boost. "thanks, onceler."
he leaned forward, his confident persona giving way to a rare moment of vulnerability. "listen, i heard about your breakup. you deserve better than that, really."
you felt a warmth spreading through your heart. "you always know how to make me feel better, onceler."
"ah, but there's more," he announced with a wink. "i may or may not have bought you a little something." he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small gift-wrapped box, presenting it with a grin.
curiosity piqued, you unwrapped the gift to find a sleek, expensive-looking wallet. "onceler, this is too much," you protested.
he waved your concerns away. "nope, just a little token of my appreciation. now you have a shiny new wallet to match your shiny personality."
as the evening grew darker, onceler, ever the gentleman (in his own unique way), offered to take you home. you accepted, grateful for his company and the comfort he provided in this trying time.
the ride was filled with his casual banter and support. he continued to assure you that you deserved better than what you'd gone through, his words sincere and comforting. the city lights painted a beautiful backdrop to your conversation, and for a moment, you felt at ease.
you arrived at your doorstep, and there was a moment of silence. the city's neon lights cast a soft, magical glow around you both. onceler's eyes met yours, and you saw a different kind of intensity in them. it was as if he wanted to convey something beyond just comforting words.
in that moment, he leaned in, and your lips met in a tender kiss. it was a kiss filled with understanding, empathy, and a hint of longing. your heart skipped a beat as you realized that maybe, just maybe, there was more to onceler's feelings than you had initially thought.
he gently pushed you inside your home and closed the door behind him. the atmosphere inside was cozy, and the soft, warm light created an inviting ambiance. you found yourself standing near the couch.
you hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to proceed, but then, a realization dawned on you. this was what you'd been craving for so long — the connection, the intimacy. you needed this.
"onceler, i... i want you," you said softly.
that did it. he closed the distance between you in a single stride. he gently pushed you onto the couch, his body towering over yours.
his lips found yours again, more urgent and passionate this time. you melted into the kiss, allowing him to take the lead.
he broke the kiss, his eyes searching yours for consent. you nodded, your breath quickening.
he wasted no time, his hands exploring your body, caressing every inch of you. his fingers deftly undid the buttons of your shirt, and you gasped as his lips found your bare skin.
"y/n," he breathed, his voice filled with awe and wonder. "you're perfect."
you let out a moan as his hands and lips continued their exploration, leaving no part of you untouched. you felt a warmth pooling between your legs, and you knew that you needed more.
"please," you whimpered, desperate for his touch.
he obliged, his fingers finding the zipper of your pants and tugging them down. you lifted your hips to help him, and his mouth curved into a smirk.
"eager, are we?"
you could only moan in response, the sound of his voice sending shivers down your spine.
his fingers brushed against your most sensitive area, and you bit your lip to suppress a moan. his thumb expertly teased you, the pleasure building and building.
"don't hold back," he murmured. "let me hear you."
the pressure and pleasure built and built until you felt yourself falling over the edge. the release was intense, and you cried out his name, your fingers clutching the fabric of the couch.
as you came down from your high, you gazed up at him, your eyes filled with a mixture of desire and appreciation. he leaned down and kissed you deeply, his tongue exploring every inch of your mouth.
you broke the kiss and looked up at him with a mischievous smile. "now, let's see what you're hiding under that suit of yours."
you tugged his tie loose, undoing the buttons of his shirt with nimble fingers. he groaned as your hands brushed against his bare skin, his muscles tensing under your touch.
you reached down, your fingers unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants. his cock sprang free, and you felt a rush of arousal as you took in the sight.
"like what you see?" he smirked.
"oh, yeah," you replied, wrapping your fingers around his shaft. he moaned, his eyes fluttering closed.
you began to stroke him, his cock growing harder and thicker in your hand. you could feel the tension building within him, his muscles tightening as he tried to hold himself back.
"don't hold back," you murmured. "i want all of you."
at your words, he let out a growl and grabbed your hips, pushing you back onto the couch. he hovered over you, his cock brushing against your entrance.
"ready?" he asked, his voice low and husky.
you nodded, your breath catching in your throat.
"good." he plunged into you, his cock filling you completely. you gasped, your body adjusting to his size.
he began to move, his thrusts deep and slow. you clung to him, your nails digging into his back. the pleasure was exquisite, the feeling of him inside you making you feel complete.
you moaned, the sound muffled as he captured your lips in a searing kiss. he began to move faster, his thrusts becoming more urgent.
"y/n, you're so tight," he groaned.
you could only moan in response, your mind and body overwhelmed by the pleasure. the tension continued to build, your orgasm imminent.
"y/n," he grunted. "i'm gonna come."
his words pushed you over the edge, and you cried out his name, your body shuddering with ecstasy. he followed soon after, his release intense and powerful.
as you both came down from your high, he held you close, his arms wrapped protectively around you. you rested your head on his chest, the sound of his heartbeat soothing.
"i love you, y/n," he murmured.
"i love you, onceler," you whispered.
you closed your eyes, feeling safe and content in his embrace. in that moment, all was right in the world.
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l0ud3rth4nb0mb5 · 1 year
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WRITING PROMPT:
Break Ups
!!TAG ME OR LINK TO THIS POST IF YOU USE ANY OF THESE PROMPTS!!
"Did you ever care about me!?"
^ "I did! Not anymore!"
"I don't think this is working" "What...What are you saying?" "I think we should break up"
"Can we still be friends?" "No. I don't think we can"
"You're a piece of shit! I never want to see you again!"
"Get out" "Can we please talk about this?" "No! Get out!"
"I'm sorry. I wanted to make it work. I'm so sorry"
"I can't be with you right now. I wish it didn't have to come to this, but I need to do what's best for me"
^ "What about what's best for me?"
"This entire thing was a mistake. We were a mistake"
Neither of them wanting to breakup, but knowing that it has to happen
A tear-filled breakup following yet another of seemingly endless arguments, it being the final straw
A breakup after catching the other cheating, finding out that they had lost feelings long ago, and that the affair had been happening for months/years (Bonus: Everyone else knew about the affair, and it was happening very clearly in front of them, but they wanted to believe that it wasn't true)
Breaking up for their own mental health, despite it hurting both of them
There are still feelings there, but not enough for it to work out
Distance growing between them for months, until they finally call it quits, going back to being strangers
Trying their best to make it work, each attempt futile, forcing things to an end (Bonus: They're the only one trying to fix it, the other is only staying out of convenience/pity/etc.)
Losing feelings slowly, breaking it off when there's nothing there anymore
Feeling that it is entirely one-sided, waiting for everything to fix itself, forcing themself to break it off when they realize that they don't love them after all
A break up after a heated argument, screaming at each other, doors slamming in the aftermath
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kaywrites23 · 4 months
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I think saying you have an ex is more powerful than saying you have a significant other. Because saying you have a ex is basically saying “Yeah, I lived through that and I’m still here.”
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abrighterspark · 6 months
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solid squashed, liquid sloshed
contents crushed and sweet things lost
bottle up, cork it tight
save it for a special night
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whirlwindsworld · 22 days
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No one ever talks about qpr breakups. My sad bitches with complicated feelings where y’all at
It was mutual but damn it still fucking sucks. Just shy of five years.
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khaosritual · 2 months
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ex1st · 2 years
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canismajorastronomy · 5 months
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yall ever feel like a light inside you has switched off? due to losing a friend or something else tragic. well i have felt like that multiple times and it always hurts and im not sure what to do about it anymore. do any of you have advice?
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thingsmyxxxsaid · 2 years
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Things My Exes Said #605 // submitted by anon
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