#but THEN i'll go do my uni work and probs cry

[saul-okayman]

This is my LONG vent about everything which I should prob not post

We have had big fights and I made sacrifices too, like during COVID I went to his country on a tourist visa to stay together. But we were leaving country A (where we met) and I had to go to my home Country B Before going to Country C

And I had to isolate for 2 full weeks, so ovb I wanted to be with my family after that, I either spent a month out of isolation or 2 weeks before leaving for COuntry C. And then He was mad when I left for 6 weeks (2 isolation and 4 w family) around Christmas time.

Then he did 3 years with me in Country B

There was one incident In country C where we went to a new take out restaurant to get food for us, and his sister (plus her wife) BEFORE the grandparents birthday.

The food took forever, and took so long that he came into the restaurant, yelled at me before leaving. I was tearing up and the server had to keep asking of I was okay. I get the food and we keep fighting in the car, he keeps yelling, I'm crying and yelling back. In a fit of rage he tries to throw out the snack I bought him out the window. I stop crying when we get to his sister's house.

We open the food, see they forgot to pack an item, and I immediately start sobbing. AND WE STILL GO TO HIS GRANDPARENT'S BIRTHDAY? AND I FORGIVE HIM IN THE SAME DAY????

That was the first and only time something like that happened in the past 5 years but I still immediately forgave him.

I have a problem with cleaning, where I just CAN NOT bring myself to do it, out of sight, out of mind, if I do not have a list I will get overwhelmed and not do it, but I have been getting better. he cleans the kitchen every day for an hour BUT 80% if those dishes are his. When he was gone for a week-long work trip thing, I ran the dishwasher maybe twice.

One night I didn't do any cleaning and he flipped out and threw my earrings down the hall. They didn't break (thank god) and he apologized once before back to being mad about the cleaning.

I just feel like I dealt with so much of his mental illness that I forget people do actually break up over that. The anxiety, depression, and intrusive thoughts occurred when I went home for Christmas (6 weeks away) and he basically isolated himself from everyone. I feel like I have done SO MUCH to support him.

At first when my prof who tells students not to go for a PhD in sociology told ME she sew the drive in me to get one, he was like "great lets go where is best for you while I focus on my career" (as he has a PhD), then its "A PhD can not happen for you now bc I have mine and I can't let it go cold" and then "I'll move anywhere for your masters" to "Please only apply to masters in Provence A" to now which is "Only the big city ones I will go to because I can't like in an isolated small town, and I actually just want to go home, ie back with my parents I do not want any of this."

he's mad because I diden't immensely pick the university in a big city. That I would consider one in a small city. Huge yelling fights about how I am selfish and thinking of me and not US as a couple. And now that I;m holding him back from any job with his PhD.

I tried to explain why I still want to think about small city uni bc they REALLY want me to attend, keep talking about my research interests, and I am FLATTERED. I think they're stupid at times but I AM FLATTERED. I told him, he was sad over that and understood then called me manuplitive for that.

When I'm mad, I'm mad and want nothing to do with a person. He is flip-flopping from saying "I love you, we're not going to break up." to "You're a self-obsessed monster and I have to lie to myself that I am happy in this city and lie to myself about how you act sometimes."

I asked if he still wanted me to kiss him when he went to work today, and he said yes, then after told me he was lying to himself and he did not want one but did not want me to be sad. Is if he did not call me a "shellfish bitch" this morning.

it's just SO hot and cold. Making me cry last night and once I'm in bed, telling me how he wished he could meet his grandfather and talk about politics. Took a (would be funny of not fighting) photo of me when I fell asleep mid duolingo last night and sent it to me.

He goes to Country C on Sunday night or Monday am for a trip he booked a while back. Maybe he'll just return to get his stuff.

What hurts most is he wants to keep our cat.

#Ily and I'm sorry of you read all of this #probs better not to I just want to vent and rant before I have to pretend everything is fine at work #jessposting

[necros-writing-stuff]

Nah i'll happily be Darius' golden niece, like imagine this, you used to be a tomboy rough and tumble kid that prob ate dirt. Buf after your parents sent you to love with Uncle Darius you came back all preppy and obedient, you wore noth8ng my skirts and dresses, and when it seened like you enjoyed being a wife to Uncle Darius, no natter how he treated you

This is one of the concepts I had in my head when first creating Darius. And then as soon as he was created, he stopped listening to what I want for him and became the ultimate garbage man, here to hate and fuck. Sometimes at the same time.

But Darius would walk a fine line between encouraging femininity and wanting to keep your tomboy-ishness at the same time. Because he loves going camping, he loves going fishing, and having you come along to keep him company during his trips is great. He'd much rather have you preparing the fought he caught and cooking it for him than having to do it himself. He'd much rather have you on top of him, riding him till your legs can't go anymore than use his hand.

It's safer too, to have you with him rather than leaving you at home. You could get any stupid idea in your head if you're left alone for a weekend. Like leaving. Or cheating on him like she did.

So he encourages some aspects of the tomboyishness to stay, but definitely wants you to fill an effeminate role and bend to his will whenever he wishes.

In the case of his darling niece? As soon as your parents voice that you're becoming a brat, that you're unpleasant to have in the home, he offers to take you on as his ward and wip you into shape. He's had his eye on you recently, and with the threat of you leaving town to go to uni, he's worried he'll never have his chance. But your father allows you to move in with Darius for the summer, and he feels a sense of victory in his chest.

You move in expecting it to be fun times, because its uncle Darius! He always takes you out to do fun things! He's your favourite family member. Your hopes and dreams are dashed when he demands you only wear skirts and dresses. When he makes you cook his meals, keep his house clean and greet him back from work with a kiss on his cheek.

It's annoying, but it doesn't raise alarm bells until he tells you that you're not allowed underwear anymore. Your future husband should have easy access to what he needs from you, and your panties are a barrier. You need to get used to not having them.

You're not allowed a phone, and he takes his with him when he leaves, so you can't call your parents and complain that he's being creepy. Darius' computer has a password on it that you can't guess, so that's out of the equation. The neighbours won't even look at you, and they live far away. You're alone. Alone with a monster that you used to respect.

And you feel disgusted in yourself. Because it's nice. The way he pulls you into his lap when watching TV. The way he plays with your hair and places small kisses on your cheeks. He's a handsome man. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad? If you just let him have his way? It would only be the two of you that would know.

Your parents come for a visit half way through your stay. You'd forgotten how much you hated them. How they belittle you and comment on your insecurities. But Darius stands up for you. He comments on how polite you've been, how wonderful the meal you've made is. How disrespectful your parents are to comment on one hair out of place when you've been rushing about to make things perfect.

He makes them leave early. Pulls you into his lap again as you cry and let out how you hate them, how you do everything you can to make them proud but they only ever care about how you look.

That's when things go further than they have before. When he kisses you, whispering how you look perfect to him. About how he's going to take you on a trip as a reward for being so good. You'll get to wear your pants for the trip. You'll get to get dirty and run around like a wild animal. It's a treat, afterall.

You let his hand trail up your thigh. You let it come between your legs and tease you. You whimper when he pulls it away to undo his fly. You nearly scream when he pulls you onto his cock, the thickness of it too much for the little preparation you've had. But you let him do what he wants. Because he's the only one that has been kind to you. And you love him. You love all of this - the attention he pays to you, the praise, the lack of invasiveness.

Darius never burst into your room to inspect it. He never cornered you, forcing you to tell him why you looked sad. Yes, he spanked you when you talked back, but you deserved it then. You... liked it.

You don't care that he's your uncle. Maybe you did once, but not anymore. You only care about how good it feels to be loved genuinely for once. So you bury your face into his neck as he bounces you up and down, taking in the scent of him. That deep, rich scent that has hints of pine.

This is where you belong. You don't have to try so hard to just exist in peace here. You can just relax. Follow orders. Let your dear uncle use your pussy when he needs to. You like when he does that. You like when he fills you up and makes you wobble around the house on shaky legs after.

You feel pretty. You feel smart. You feel all of those things your parents told you that you weren't. And it's all because of uncle Darius.

When summer is over and your parents demand to see you again, they still have something to say. But you don't care this time. Because you're officially moving out, into uncle Darius' home. You don't have to see them apart from on holidays.

There's a moment when you're leaving when your skirt gets caught on something and you end up flashing the room a tiny bit before you catch yourself. Your mother was looking away, but your father saw. There was a look exchanged right then and there, between him and Darius. A hint of recognition in your father's eyes about what has been happening. A look challenging him to say anything from Darius.

And he doesn't. Because your father, Marcus Radner, has always idolised his big brother. He's always made excuses for his behaviour. He's always let him choose what's right or wrong. Even if it disgusts him.

When you leave, you catch your father looking upset. It's not the same anger you see in your mother's eyes. It's a man truly torn internally. But it's too late. Because you've made your decision. You're happy now.

#spill your guts #anonymous #darius radner #'nw inc*st' #'nw grapefruit' #'nw misogyny'

[abcdosaka]

the life update 2.0

the unformatted stream of consciousness edition

i started working on monday. it's alright, been connecting with ppl, not being overly shy but i'm still adjusting to actually working 8 hours straight bc i've been doing legit nothing for 5 months straight. the people at my workplace are nice enough especially the ladies like there's one who i was lowkey scared of bc she kinda has a rbf and just looks so girlboss and professional but i messaged her and we talked and she's actually really nice :) anyway i've had enough work experience being the new guy and onboarding online that i'm not as scared as i would've been + i already know people at this company so i can kinda show my worth from the start

i got my period on friday and i was fucked up yesterday and today from cramps/headache so i got barely anything done so i need to do some work tmr cry T_T i need to remember work is not school i can't just procrastinate everything and i should actually work during and only during work hours. i give myself a pass though bc friday was just awful. also i was supposed to learn python before i started working but i didn't but idk feel like i can wing it there. i already know r and i learned java in highschool so it might actually be a breeze not to toot my own horn but i'm like pretty smart so

it feels like my pms (except its not really pre- more like first/second day of period) symptoms are getting worse the older i get. sometimes the symptoms are okay but more of them are just awful than not. i get really nasty headaches and intense fatigue for one, really bad cramps, joint pain and lower back pain, sometimes my boobs swell up and are really tender (compared to the normal level of tender), i'm either very irritable or sad, i feel like i can't eat and i'm bloated or gassy, i'm like constipated but i also need to shit all the time. like i cannot focus with these conditions. i couldn't this week bc its legit my first week lmao but i might start taking sick days for really bad periods. also maybe bc i took a walk before i started work but my allergies were REALLY bad all day

idk if it's my body aging (which is crazy bc i'm not even 23) or if it's bc i don't exercise as much as i should but idk i still do, like yes i do sit on my ass a LOT but i use the exercise bike a couple times a week and i lift a little bit (not as much as i used to). i haven't been able to go swimming in a while bc i think i had a uti (i didn't bother going to the doctor bc i've gotten 2 in like the last year and i hate taking antibiotics so i was like man lets just wait this out) and now i'm on my period. but other than that i swim pretty frequently.

the only issue w me is i'm a homebody but thats just bc i have almost no friends in my city lmao. esp since n has moved. (i kinda wanna call her but idk our in person chats are always so much better than calls like slight tangent but i can never hear her on the phone lmao)

honestly not mad at it like. did we only talk to each other out of circumstance? i think it's just a fact of life that most of our friends are borne from necessity at work school etc but once that ends only a few of them, maybe 1 or 2, will really stick around. but still like most ppl from uni i just don't think i'll ever talk to again and i wonder if that should matter to me or not. ngl sometimes the loneliness hits me but i don't think i've really lost my social skills in fact i think i've gotten a lot better compared to this time last year like sept 2022 - april 2023 was just a downward spiral for my social skills everything was so hard and my anxiety was prob the worst it had ever been and i wasn't very forgiving of myself. maybe bc i spend a lot of time at home but also i just don't really have a hard time talking to randos on games or in shops or whatever now. idk maybe i give less of a shit now or maybe my solitude is making my ego rise like it tends to.

i heard that was a thing, like if you spend too much time alone your sense of self becomes insanely inflated or deflated there is no middle ground. kinda facts like people are weird

but anyways i feel, for the most part, pretty chill these days. i think i could stand up for myself better now vs in the past. i texted sp again to say like "we should make plans" but i set up the last plan and like i drove her home last time too and we met at this kinda lame plaza bc she had an errand nearby so if she doesn't start the convo this time then i legit can't be arsed like i'll never talk to her again bc i'm gonna return the same effort i get. in fairness she told me that work is really exhausting for her and her commute is ridiculous like she lives by fucking farmland and has to take public transit everywhere bc she doesn't have a car. but we've never been close and i don't think our sense of humour or what we're interested in is all that similar so i get why she's not feelin it honestly me neither. no hard feelings but i will drop her tho.

holy shit this post is loooonggg. i'm not even done writing about shit but i think thats it for the life stuff so i'll make a new one

[maladaptivedaydreamsx]

⚠️ (minor spoiler alert for ch20 i guess?)

you know..... it's pretty ironic that i'm just finishing chapter 20 now, nearly a year after starting obey me.... so i quite literally finally made my final pact with lucifer towards the end of the exchange student time period.... funny how some things work out, huh? 👁👁;

#im so used to being behind in the story bc of always getting distracted by events or just not playing much besides dailies bc of uni #that now is when im finally kind of struggling again with the lessons #just barely getting to the 3* at the very last second.. so im assuming from 21 on i'll be lucky to pass w/ 2*.. or to even pass at all lol💀 #i havent even started on lucifer's bday event yet ironically enough 😪 #i just don't normally bother with the bday ones besides maybe the one you get from the to-do tasks thing #i didn't get the one for the twins tho bc like i mentioned back then.. it was just way too much work since it was double the effort #and i was drowning in assignments and exams so.. yeah i had to take a break from the game lmao;;; #which sucks bc i rly like the twins but.. priorities man priorities. #i alr let my grades nearly suffer in the past bc of genshin (and did long ago bc of overwatch or pkmn) so.. #can't be going around making those rookie mistakes again. esp not with grad school looming so much closer now 😩 #but anyway no one asked for my life story in these tags we're all just here to laugh cry simp and sin ..probably. idk #i forget when exactly i started playing though so im unsure as to when my anniversary of sorts would be..... #is there a login thing to check? but i can't rly rely on that bc i once spent like 2 months not logging in (bc of.. you guessed it) so :// #someday i'll figure it out i guess;;; just gonna spitball and say its prob been like 300 days or smth idk #my post 📫 #l'hôtel.obeyme #aerin.txt #aerin.tagspeak #aerin.tagrambles

[shinjisoju]

RULES

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1. Literacy and Writing Style

2. Preferences

3. Expectations

4. Availability and Timezone

5. Boundaries

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Literacy and Writing Style

I write semi-literate to advanced literate depending on the day and how much you give me to work with.

Third person, no asterisks (*), and use quotation marks (") when character talks.

When talking ooc, use //,\\,(), etc... to differentiate it from our rp.

No shortforms like bc, ofc, rn, wyd, etc... please write the full words. I wont be on your a$$ about grammar though. As long as i can read it idc.

Preferences

I'm most comfortable with bxg and sometimes gxg.

If bxg, i prefer the female role.

In terms of genre preferences, i have no genre preferences. But i am a sucker for fantasy and historics...

When deciding a plot, i'd rather have a vague/general idea and then brainstorm the details together.

I really enjoy a good slow burn romance.

Im too chatty for my own good, istg i never shut up. God must have forgotten to add the "stfu and sit down" button to me. So i like talking ooc, a LOT! :) introverts, you have been warned.

Expectations

I put a lot of effort into my oc's. Arguably too much, as i fixate over unimportant details for hours. I blame my ADHD hyper fixation. Anywho, i expect you to put the same amount of love and effort into your characters as i do.

I'm fine with originally drawn, cartoon/anime, or real faceclaims. But if it is not an original character, i'd like to know the faceclaims name. If its an originally drawn character, it has to be decent. That may sound picky, but i cant take it seriously if its poorly done art... not to sound pretentious.

For cartoon faceclaims, it has to be semi-realistic/realistic.

Our oc's gotta have the same kind of faceclaim. Example: if my oc's faceclaim is anime and yours is real, thats just weird for me. Our ocs would both have to be either anime or real.

Response lengths expected to be 100 words to 300 words. 100 is like, you can't think of anything. 300 is standard. You can go over this wordcount, by all means! Get them creative juices flowing!!!

If youre gonna be gone for an extended period of time plz dont allow me to think youve become amish or faked your death to start fresh in France or something. Gimmie a heads up.

Plz be comfortable to discuss your boundaries and things you'd like to try out in our roleplays!

If you aint feeling it no more, tell me. I promise i wont show up at your doorstep with a bouquet of roses, snot crying "PLEASE!! TAKE ME BACK!!! I CANT LIVE WITHOUT YOUUUU!!!". At the very most i'll be disappointed that it's over but whats life without a little let down? Kidding again, i'll probs be like "aight! Fun rping with you! :)" and be off.

Availability and Timezone

My timezone is EST (Eastern Standard Time)

Im currently a full time uni student, so yaknow, busy bee.

Im aware we both have lives that dont revolve around our little co-operative imaginary world of imaginary people doing imaginary things.

Lemmie know if you have a schedule to work around.

My free time during weekdays can be inconsistent, but expect me to be significantly less active.

Weekends are iffy, but that's when you'll hear the most from me.

Overall, im moderately active.

Boundaries

A wise man once said, "Have you ever licked a lamppost in winter?" ~ Alistair Theirin.

In other words, seggs. smut makes me kinda...uncomfy. If it does come up in our roleplay, i dont care as long as we can just skip passed it and insinuate it happened.

I wont do anything where our characters abuse or torture eachother.

For the sake of realism, conflict, and plot development, im open to controversial and dark topics being present in our roleplay. We can discuss this further privately.

Plz respect that im not comfortable revealing my identity or any personal info about myself.

Idk man I’m just here to write and have fun, dont be a buttface.

[punkscowardschampions]

Rio & Buster

Rio: 😞 Rio: Well, Indie was so fucked she didn't even remember you being there.. soz you were so unforgettable, babe Rio: You get home alright? Buster: Always am, babe 😏 Even if it's the one time I'd rather be without the -un Buster: Course Rio: Ugh, trust you to run with a typo! 😂 Rio: I clued her in but she is not feeling adequately sorry for it, like Rio: didn't clue her in THAT hard, fuck but you know 😒 Buster: Trust you to make it Buster: Both of you missing me that bad already, yeah? Rio: She is, making me wanna slap her if she weren't so clueless what's she's saying 🙄 Bless Rio: and my fingers slipped, what of it boy Buster: At least you don't need to be jealous of her Buster: Hot as that'd be Buster: UNsurprised, you make a habit of that around me, like 😏 Rio: Apparently, I am, like 🤷 Rio: Full of it, she is Rio: too alike, you two, never work Rio: Oh, did she bite you, btw? She's got a loose tooth, how, I ask you... Buster: Well she's your lil mate, so again, unsurprised all around Buster: But nah, bite mark free Buster: Keep sleuthing that one Rio: Not even gonna argue Rio: more of a mini-me than any of my other sibs 😚 Rio: I daren't ask around tbh, we've secured she ain't knocked up, I'll take that so we'll just book the dentist appointment and forget all about it, I reckon Buster: Yeah, she's cockblocked me too now Buster: Thank Christ nobody could've said THAT kid's mine Buster: Don't need another coming Rio: I'm not on team cockblock anymore! Rio: Trust, no one's madder than me Rio: Don't even play that is literally the LAST thing I need on top of everything else Rio: Can you imagine? No wonder Nan had a coronary, if Indie was about to be a Ma...Lawd o mercy Buster: Maybe the dentist'll sort her head out Buster: Nobody's having fun there Buster: Not saying payback for ruining the mood but I'll still take it, cheers Rio: Harsh but Rio: feeling it 😂 Rio: even Mums get to be bitches, yeah? Buster: They're the best at it Buster: Have you met mine? Rio: Not saying you deserve it but Rio: 😉 Buster: Fuck off Buster: You know I deserved last night and that didn't happen Rio: I know Rio: Universe just upping the stakes Rio: Only means I've gotta make it up to you harder when it finally happens Buster: You better Buster: When I come back, clear the fucking schedule Rio: Duh Rio: You best come for AT LEAST a weekend Buster: You'll have to give yourself a week to recover even then Rio: 😏 Rio: Big talk but that's yet to be seen Buster: Trust me, it ain't Rio: Don't tease me when you've only just left Rio: When do you next have an excuse to be back? Buster: Not even trying to it's just Buster: Fuck Buster: Already working on it. Get thinking too, family this big there's gotta be something soon, like Rio: Check the schedule 'fore I clear it, no probs Rio: but I know Rio: I promise I feel it too Rio: [Sends photographic evidence] Buster: What happened to no teasing when I've only just left? Rio: You started it Buster: Doesn't mean you have to finish me off Rio: That's EXACTLY what it means Rio: Hope you're actually back and not still on the plane 😂 Don't mile high without me Buster: Not trying to almost crash a plane and a car in such a short space of time Buster: Bit rude to take the plane down with how desperate you are to go down on me Rio: Gotta gain some self-control boy Rio: getting dangerous now Buster: Don't Buster: Self control is the ultimate cockblock Buster: No going back Rio: You reckon? Buster: Yeah Rio: Had to see Chlo yet? Buster: She's been trying to sext me Buster: So nah Rio: 😬 Rio: Oh honey, no Buster: If she had any game that'd be one thing but she ain't Rio: I can only imagine the levels of vanilla Buster: And don't bother 'cause whatever you reckon it's worse Rio: Ick, yeah I'll save my daydreaming for better, tah Rio: aren't you glad to be back in London town? 😂 Buster: Yeah 'course Buster: Fuck Dublin. Nothing there like Rio: Just decent craic and people, like Rio: but nah, the eye, cracking stuff that Rio: Please 😜 Buster: 😂 Buster: You not planning to visit then? Fine Rio: Can't really, can I Rio: Oh hi guys, just passing Rio: Plus, clearly need to keep a better eye on Indie Buster: Who knows who she might make a move on next Rio: She ain't even shamed, it's terrible 😂 she asked if you were into it Rio: took the liberty of saying no on your behalf so you can't say nothing Buster: Cheers Buster: I'd usually call you out but it's Indie like Rio: 😒 yeah, fight me on that one and we're gonna have trouble Buster: Hot as you are when you're angry, nah Rio: You say that now Rio: Wanna put it to the test? 🥊 Buster: Not yet Rio: Softie Buster: Shut up Buster: You know I ain't when I'm around you Buster: Can't say you've forgotten last night like Indie has Rio: I wish Rio: Can't stop remembering it, like Buster: Yeah? Rio: Yeah Rio: Then I remember how it ended, or didn't Rio: and I'm back to square one Buster: So much for the bathroom memories Buster: Holding Indie's hair back wasn't the one, like Rio: 🤢 Rio: boner killer if ever there was Rio: not, according to her but our vibe was DOA Buster: What? She got form at that has she? Nice Buster: Not my kink like but Rio: Coulda been in your mouth appaz Rio: Lucky you're tall Buster: Fucking hell Buster: Glad I left when I did Buster: Also not, you know but Rio: Yeah Rio: Probably could've left 'em at it and carried on Rio: but even my captivating charm has got limits Rio: 16 year old lads on one is not ideally how I want this going down Buster: Now you tell me Buster: Same though, unsurprisingly Rio: Just saying Rio: She'd never have known, messy bitch Rio: Too old for that shit, huh dad? Buster: Fuck off Buster: I ain't marrying you like Buster: The honeymoon would be worth it but couldn't hack the rest Rio: 😏 Whatever, you got the spawn to prove it Rio: Protest all you like Buster: The attitude's all yours though, ma Rio: Shut up Rio: Just 'cos you were too turned on to deal with the situation effectively Rio: 2nd time btw Rio: not that I'm counting Buster: Not my fault you're such a MILF Rio: 😂 that is so not my category Rio: friggin' cheek Buster: And it's not like you weren't, there was just nothing to prove how turned on you were to Indie and the lads Rio: Your word against mine, babe 😉 Buster: Yeah? Buster: I'll make you say it, trust me Rio: Wish you would Buster: Wish I could right now Rio: Fucking real life getting in the way Buster: Nothing but Chlo looming over me could stop me Buster: Trust her to be descending on my pad Rio: Big enough to hide Rio: just no seek Buster: My dad told her my flight info. Fucking traitor Buster: Can't even pretend I'm not back Rio: Awkward Rio: Feel that shotgun barrel between your shoulder blades? Rio: Meant to be her 'rents, not yours Buster: Don't Buster: Like yeah she said it was an emergency and she had to know, but how clueless is he Buster: Fuck's sake Rio: Clearly your Ma ain't as psycho as she seems Rio: Chlo's a special breed Buster: Christ. She really is Rio: Don't envy you at all Rio: my ex's antics seem ridiculously tame in comparison Buster: Have you heard from the latest? Rio: Oh yeah Rio: my own fault for repeating but truly opened the floodgates there Buster: Third time's the charm, ain't that what they say Rio: He's gonna magically get better, is he? Rio: I doubt that Rio: Indie reckons I gotta diversify anyway, hit that target demographic Buster: You could teach him Buster: Proper ma moves Rio: Some shit can't be taught, McKenna Rio: like not being a total twat Buster: Is he giving you grief? Buster: I'll sort it if he is Rio: Love a bit of chivalry, don't you Rio: Nah, he just is one, its nothing personal Buster: I mean it, Rio. Anyone is. Tell me and they won't Rio: You're cute Rio: I can handle myself though, you don't need to worry Buster: I ain't worried, just saying Rio: Shh Buster: You gonna make me? Rio: Such hard work, boy Rio: Give it my best shot across like Buster: You love it Buster: Always working like Rio: Got bills to pay 'til Indie can herself Buster: Keep the hustle going, babe Buster: I gotta run, Chlo's here Rio: Enjoy Rio: Tell her I said hiya Buster: Hey Rio: You're alive then Rio: How was it? Buster: Course Buster: Take more than her to kill my vibe Buster: How are you? Rather hear that Rio: You sure Rio: No shame in it Rio: She's...a lot Rio: I'm cool, getting ready for a shift Buster: It's my own fault, can't be crying over it, can I? Rio: 'Course you can Rio: Mixed reviews of judgment and lack of sympathy with the rest but I ain't gonna come at you with either Rio: better to rant here than to her, init Buster: Yeah Buster: Not like she'd listen but I'd know what I said Rio: So, still acting like she deaf blind n dumb then? Buster: About me and her at least Buster: I can't make it clearer Buster: Might have to fuck you in front of her, sorry like Rio: Steady on, like Rio: How has she got this far in life being so delusional? I blame the parents Rio: does she legit think she can gaslight you into a relationship like babe Rio: what's the idea here Buster: They don't stock brains in YSL Buster: I can't keep at this with her Rio: Its shit Rio: and you thought I played games Rio: got to find her breaking point with wanting you, but you can't go so far that she will try and withhold the kid from you as punishment Rio: gotta find the line before you can toe it like Buster: Yeah Buster: Never calling you a tryhard again, babe Rio: Definitely won't stick to that but Rio: happily let her take the title and crown Rio: maybe when her hormones quiet down she'll be better? ehh, comforting lie anyone? Buster: Maybe Buster: They better, I'm done with this shit Rio: Not long to go now Buster: All I do is wait now Buster: Sick of it Rio: I know Rio: Gotta let the kid finish cooking though, then you'll have Uni too Rio: it'll all pay off Buster: I know Rio: Try and enjoy your last summer of freedom, yeah? Buster: Yeah Buster: No pressure Rio: Gotta get used to it Rio: May as well be now Buster: Cheers Buster: Feel so much better now like Rio: You want me to bullshit you? Rio: That's the life you want, right? Pressure is your rocket fuel, like Buster: I'm just playing Rio: Oh, then that's the spirit Buster: 😏 Rio: Such a headfuck Buster: Says you, babe Rio: I'm not having a kid, like Rio: we all almost made it to adulthood Buster: There's always one fucking it up for the rest Buster: Why not me? Rio: Why not Rio: probably fucked up some bets, won others Buster: I'll take that Rio: Defending my honour and taking the first bullet Rio: What a doll Buster: Like you said, chivalry's my thing Rio: If it works for ya Rio: Not complaining Buster: You're not complaining cause it works for you too Rio: Maybe Buster: Can't deny it, babe Rio: Can and will Buster: Not for much longer Rio: Promises, promises, McKenna Buster: You know I'll keep 'em Rio: You've gotta at this point Rio: Can't not happen Buster: Understatement Rio: even if its just once Buster: Can you handle that? Rio: If I have to Rio: try and be a good girl about it Buster: You've got as much chance of that as you have of ignoring me ever Rio: I reckon that's just a cover for how little faith you've got in yourself on that one Rio: 🤷 Buster: My word against yours, babe Rio: We both know the truth, though Buster: Yeah? Buster: What do you reckon Rio: I reckon we both know once ain't gon' be enough Buster: Especially if we do it right Rio: Dunno how else to do it, babe Buster: Good Rio: Why is it you always see the people you don't wanna out, like Rio: catch me 'changing the barrel' multiple times Buster: Which cunt is it tonight like? Rio: Every cunt Rio: Told you off for dissing but genuinely sick of Dubo atm Rio: every punter's a comedian, or reckons they know where Edie is but then gives fuck all useful information actually Buster: Come here Buster: I know you don't wanna leave her but we can still keep tabs the same Rio: I know you're right, what use am I actually being, like Rio: but Rio: Idk, it don't matter Buster: Tell me Rio: Well, I know she didn't mean it how she said it, 'cos she took it back straight away Rio: but Indie says I'm only sticking around 'cos I'm guilty, and when I feel better, I'll fuck off Rio: and I don't want her to think I don't feel guilty Rio: or that I'm leaving her Buster: Fuck Buster: It's shit that you had to hear it though Rio: I'd rather she said it than silently thought it but Rio: yeah Buster: You've got nothing to feel guilty about, you know that, yeah? Rio: Don't lie Buster: I'm not Rio: Right Rio: Well, stop being nice then Buster: Say it first Buster: You've done nothing wrong Rio: I can't, Buster Buster: You won't. Different thing Buster: You can Rio: I don't wanna lie Rio: in general but especially just so I kid myself Rio: what's the point Buster: It ain't a lie, babe Buster: I promise you Rio: Certainly didn't help the situation did it Rio: what I do, fuck shit up for the rest 'cos I can't keep my knickers up Buster: Shut up Buster: That's the lie there Buster: They'd be fucked without you and you know it Rio: Or I'd be fucked without them Rio: am fucked, let's face it Buster: Bullshit Buster: You're perfect, remember? Rio: Only when we're playing Buster: You know that ain't true Rio: S'alright Rio: I've had my bathroom breakdown, mascara barely touched, we're good to go Buster: One of these days you're gonna believe me Rio: Never Rio: but its fun pretending with you Buster: I've told you before, you're real Buster: And how good you look is too real Rio: Why can't you be a dick to me Rio: I'd know how to deal with that Buster: I don't want to Rio: Selfish Buster: Not when it proper counts Rio: Humble brag Rio: thanks for the heads up or this would be really awkward and disappointing Buster: Thrive under pressure, remember? Buster: No worries Rio: You ain't worried, I know Rio: Know you're no scared virgin with it Buster: Nor you Rio: One thing I ain't scared of Buster: Rio Buster: You can tell me whatever, you know Rio: Yeah? Rio: that part of the deal now? Buster: If you want Rio: I dunno, you'll have to handle the paperwork Rio: wanna distract you from the pressure, not add more Buster: Why not? Thrive on it Buster: And I ain't scared of nothing so Rio: Fine line, babe Buster: I can walk it Rio: You're so sure, huh? Buster: Yeah Rio: Shouldn't be surprised Rio: cocky bastard Buster: No arguments here Rio: Only 'cos you're Mr. Nice Guy all of a sudden Rio: don't be TOO nice, yeah? Buster: You wanna fight, babe 🥊 Go on Rio: Not exactly what I had in mind Rio: submission is more than willing, like Buster: It's not gonna be that easy Rio: Why not? You don't wanna give me what I deserve? Buster: I don't wanna just give you anything Buster: Where's the fun in that Rio: 🤤 Rio: that's the Buster I want Buster: How bad Rio: You still gotta ask? Rio: I do need to work harder to show you Buster: I don't have to Buster: Just want to Rio: I get it Rio: I'm nowhere near tired of hearing it either Rio: tired of it being all chat though fr 😒 Buster: I feel that too Buster: Soon, I swear Rio: Promise? Rio: To the point I don't even fucking care, if people keep getting in the way then they only got themselves to blame Buster: Yeah Buster: We've held back long enough Buster: Too fucking long Rio: Practically a saint over here Rio: and a nun Buster: You better not be Rio: Yeah, found Jesus in the time it took yas Rio: and he's a top ride, like Buster: 😂