#love revenge

[two-imperfect-souls]

#good #donald na #weak hero #love revenge

[lilmadorange]

This Is How She Get You

I am ugly. I don’t know why you still want me here. He said it gently when you sat on top of him.

You are a hunter of the heart. 

You saw some glitter in his eyes. You knew that he was speaking his mind. You got off him quietly and slowly, conceiving you were disgusted by his weakness. He just surrounded his to you, and you lost interest quickly,

You told your girlfriends that he was an architect and their eyes lit up. You showed a picture of him to your homeboys and they said their heart started racing too. He wore a sports t-shirt a size smaller to show his muscle lines. He wore the classic Adidas sweatpants with three golden stripes that perfectly defined his long legs. He put on a silver ring on his index finger to twist around sometimes while thinking. He listened to you while looking profoundly afar, occasionally nodded to agree with what you said. He said “wait,” and opened the car door for you all the time. He made plans for your dates. He was on time for every one of them. He didn’t mention a thing when you were twenty minutes late.

In the summer, he took you to Brooklyn Bridge Park for a walk. Planned the whole date so that you were sitting on a bench facing the Manhattan skyline, chewing one of the best New York pizza in your mouth, and he said, we made it just on time --- the miraculous sunset presented itself to you. A breeze blended the baby blue of the sky into the pink and purple of the evening with butter white clouds, spread across from the Statue of Liberty to the Brooklyn Bridge. 

In the fall, he took you to a picnic in the park and put the blanket on top of the orange carpet of nature under the lively alley of autumn trees. He opened up a bottle of white wine you mentioned once you preferred and told you all his adventures with twists and turns. Before you noticed, the moonlight arose high on top, bright but secretive, creeping onto your skin.

 I like your red collar shirt. He smiled warmly like the sun and pulled your neck to him, starting kissing you. You tried to kiss him back, but he paused and choked you, gazed deeply into your soul and knew that you were craving this kind of masculinity. Then he put one hand into your black laced skirt, reached the other into your shirt. 

But these weren’t all the reasons that teased your desire to hunt him down. You see, he only texted you when he was planning the next date. If you texted more than two sentences long, he left you on read. He hung out with you, and he disappeared for two weeks and more. He told you that all his exes pursued him aggressively, and he was always the one less in love. He told you he was a cheater by nature, without shame. He said he would not consider dating you seriously because you were a Chinese foreigner. Not only that, but he made it clear that your appearance did not worth all the effort for him to overcome the cultural differences and legal difficulties involved. Plus, he added that you did not know how he felt as a Muslim living in society after 9/11, making it hard to connect with you.

You started to study what he said to depict his type. He liked the most feminine K-pop stars, so you threw your black tiger-print shirt and pointed boots into the back of your closet and wore a white crop top with the short pink skirt. You usually looked mean and cold in your Instagram pictures, but you posted a new one looking cute and harmless, waiting to be dominated. You followed all his date plans and let him feel like he was in control. 

You let him help you. What will I do without you? You held one of his hands with both of yours and told him with admiration.

He walked into your trap. He started spending more time with you. He went to the gym with you, helped you edit your writings all day, and cooked with you. 

Everything was going perfectly as planned, but you knew you were still far from retrieving your trophy. 

Sometimes after morning sex, his ex called him, asking his professional advice for work. He walked away from you into the bathroom and didn’t come back for another twenty minutes. You heard I love you, and he whispered it back. 

You see, to his ex, you were only the girl that he fucked when she couldn’t be in town. And one time, he went to the bathroom, accidentally left his phone, which had been buzzing the whole night. You peeked, and there were ten new message notifications from Hinge and twenty-five from Tinder. He had one arm around you, and he was replying to all the messages with the other. 

But you didn’t confront him. Instead, you waited patiently until he put his phone down, said, where were we? You let him throw you onto the bed and tore your shirt down.

You were the real predator. 

You were waiting for the right moment to prey. 

You waited, and he started to ignore all the other girls at parties, left right after 12, and came straight to you. You waited, and he started renting all his problems out to you and telling you all his darkest secretes he told no one before. He held your face, said to you that you were precious, and kissed you all over. You waited, and he came to you after work, asked you to help him choose Christmas presents for his coworkers, and carried all your grocery bags on the way back. You waited, and he gave you Christmas gifts with meanings.

I bought the scarf last year when I went back to Bangladesh and thought I would give it to her if I met “the one.” And I found you. He explained with a shaky voice. 

It was a rough quality scarf with a tiny price tag still stuck on it. You couldn’t help but google it, it was around ten dollars. 

You gained his trust, and you knew it was time to reveal some of your true nature. You pushed him onto the bed and started licking him from his face to the end of the curve right above his hip, telling him, you are so hot. He tried to push you away and said, stop it, I hate that. You stopped, and he said shyly, don’t stop, I was lying. 

You were reading a book. He cuddled you and tried to kiss you. You ignored him. He asked with embarrassment, can you give me some attention, please? After you put your glasses down and gave him the attention, he was happy like a kid. He started calling you his girlfriend or babe here and there, but you pretended that you missed the hint. 

It was time for a test. You released him from your trap back into the free nature that he once belonged to. You told him you were not interested in seeing him anymore. He wrote long text messages trying to talk you out of it. You knew you were not serious about not seeing him. Not yet. But you acted like it was your final decision and didn’t talk to him for two weeks. He was sad during the two weeks, but he was convinced that he would get over it in no time. Instead of grieving over your relationship, he already went on some new dates the first weekend. But, Goddamn, after those dates, he got more depressed and missed you even more. When you told him you missed him, he came right back, hugged you tightly, and kissed you all over.

You were now the one in charge. When you fucked him, he cried to the lord and screamed quietly, yes, mama, please fuck me. He told you that the women he met in these two weeks were not half as special or attractive as you. One day he texted you and recalled the message. It was a petty move. You had to ask him what it was. He said that you were his soulmate, and he hoped that you felt a deeper connection with him too. 

Maybe to you, we are just fucking... He added “...” at the end of the message like a teenage girl. 

He said to you all the sweetest things that he never told anyone before. You rolled your eyes and said that many had said more than that to you. He smiled sadly. A lot of women will appreciate me saying these. You genuinely pissed him off with your attitudes, but he knew he couldn’t leave you.  

You are so out of my league. Why are you compromising? He said it with frustration.

Now. You knew you tamed him. He grounded himself to you, begging you to put a chain on him so he could feel safe. He presented his heart to you. 

You were disappointed that he did that. You wanted to steal a heart. A trophy is no longer worth its value if it was presented to you so freely. 

You were bored. You didn’t bother to taste your victory. You had to get away. You acted out and told him all the hurtful things he did to you. You said that you would never work because you didn’t want anyone that already broke you once. 

I wish you weren’t such a player in the first place. Maybe we would’ve worked out. You sobbed fakely and said. 

Everything played out just like you planned. You walked away easily.

#writer #writing #fiction #romance #modern love story #modern romance #this is how you lose her #creative writing #writerblr #writer of tumblr #toxic relationship #love revenge #love #relationship #relationship stories #dating #dating stories #dating life #mind games #toxic boyfriend #toxic love #writer community

[shoukohime]

babygirl the way you forsake your happiness on your relentless quest to vengeance, your complicated relationship with gender and the way you're covered in blood have bewitched me body and soul

#blue eye samurai #mizu #she who became the sun #general ouyang #jwqs #qi yan #the radiant emperor #clear and muddy loss of love #turns out I have a specific type of blorbo #i'm rotating them in my mind #1k #he xuan #beefleaf #tgcf #can't believe I forgot my original genderfluid revenge babygirl #5k #10k

[kbondoxxxxav]

supernova captains eat a lot

#one piece #monkey d. luffy #trafalgar law #trafalgar d water law #eustass kid #eustass captain kidd #jewerly bonney #one piece supernova #one piece worst generation #adding law and bonney small moment just because #the parallel betwen them is… so :((( #sick kids who want to take a revenge for their loved ones

[specialagentartemis]

in middle school during my Intense Greek Mythology Phase, Artemis was, as you can likely guess, my best girl. Iphigenia was my OTHER best girl. Yes at the same time.

The story of Iphigenia always gets to me when it's not presented as a story of Artemis being capricious and having arbitrary rules about where you can and can't hunt, but instead, making a point about war.

Artemis was, among other things--patron of hunting, wild places, the moon, singlehood--the protector of young girls. That's a really important aspect she was worshipped as: she protected girls and young women. But she was the one who demanded Agamemnon sacrifice his daughter in order for his fleet to be able to sail on for Troy.

There's no contradiction, though, when it's framed as, Artemis making Agamemnon face what he’s doing to the women and children of Troy. His children are not in danger. His son will not be thrown off the ramparts, his daughters will not be taken captive as sex slaves and dragged off to foreign lands, his wife will not have to watch her husband and brothers and children killed. Yet this is what he’s sailing off to Troy to inevitably do. That’s what happens in war. He’s going to go kill other people’s daughters; can he stand to do that to his own? As long as the answer is no—he can kill other people’s children, but not his own—he can’t sail off to war.

Which casts Artemis is a fascinating light, compared to the other gods of the Trojan War. The Trojan War is really a squabble of pride and insults within the Olympian family; Eris decided to cause problems on purpose, leaving Aphrodite smug and Hera and Athena snubbed, and all of this was kinda Zeus’s fault in the first place for not being able to keep it in his pants. And out of this fight mortal men were their game pieces and mortal cities their prizes in restoring their pride. And if hundreds of people die and hundred more lives are ruined, well, that’s what happens when gods fight. Mortals pay the price for gods’ whims and the gods move on in time and the mortals don’t and that’s how it is.

And women especially—Zeus wanted Leda, so he took her. Paris wanted Helen, so he took her. There’s a reason “the Trojan women” even since ancient times were the emblems of victims of a war they never wanted, never asked for, and never had a say in choosing, but was brought down on their heads anyway.

Artemis, in the way of gods, is still acting through human proxies. But it seems notable to me to cast her as the one god to look at the destruction the war is about to wreak on people, and challenge Agamemnon: are you ready to kill innocents? Kill children? Destroy families, leave grieving wives and mothers? Are you? Prove it.

It reminds me of that idea about nuclear codes, the concept of implanting the key in the heart of one of the Oval Office staffers who holds the briefcase, so the president would have to stab a man with a knife to get the key to launch the nukes. “That’s horrible!,” it’s said the response was. “If he had to do that, he might never press the button!” And it’s interesting to see Artemis offering Agamemnon the same choice. You want to burn Troy? Kill your own daughter first. Show me you understand what it means that you’re about to do.

#Electra was my other other best girl #I also stan Clytemnestra #love this murder family of women getting revenge in anguish for their loved ones they will never get back #tagamemnon #Greek Mythology #iphigenia #Trojan War #long post

[cliopadra]

Aw man…

#even with Izzy dead and my love for gentlebeard basically gone after their S2 characterisation I still wanted a S3 for the crew #i’m so disappointed #I want more revenge crew content 🥲

[earl-of-221b]

I can’t explain what blue eye samurai makes me feel…….its a typical revenge story, a man sets out on his hero’s journey to kill the four men who have wronged him. A lone ronin, wide brimmed hat and sword in hand, roaming Edo Japan on his vendetta. But he’s not a man. He’s a woman. And how has he been wronged? What’s she getting revenge on?

On the fact that she exists. She wants revenge on the four white men that could possibly have conceived her. Who got her Japanese mother pregnant with a blue-eyed child. And not just any blue-eyed child, but a girl child. How is she possibly supposed to live in the world like that? For the wrong of being conceived, for the wrong of being born, for the wrong of being birthed into a world that will never love or accept her, she will kill her father.

I don’t know what level of convoluted self hate that is. Is she a child of rape? Or a child of a whore? Halfway through I realise what she told herself at the start couldn’t possibly be true - it’s not really for her mother. Her mother wasn’t the root of her vendetta, she wasn’t really doing it for her. When she leaves that farm and leaves the chance to live a simple, legitimate life as a woman, she goes right back to hunting down the men. Those men personally wronged her.

And then there’s so much to be discussed surrounding the way she grew up, because as a boy child and a man she can afford so much more than life has dealt her. Her swordfather who took her in out of the love and care in his heart had no shame in teaching a mixed man his art. The face of a ‘demon’ is fine. But not the identity of a woman. Shh. Don’t say it. Don’t confess. He knows and doesn’t want to hear it.

And because she’s lived that way her entire life for safety and security, she’s so completely alienated from being a woman, perhaps she really is he. But not really by choice. Or is it? The thing she does best is the art of killing, the art of men. Gender is a prison and gender is a performance and she has to choose which to perform. The times cannot reconcile hatred and violence with a woman. So she lives as a man.

So she can get revenge on her father, for revenge on herself.

#blue eye samurai #everything about mizu is so deeply upsetting #like ok revenge!! #revenge of what - exactly?! #white men? #and/ or your white self? #born against your will? #and who and what shapes this will of yours except the society you were born in? #this is so deeply fucked in every way #but anyways #I love Mizu and I hope he kills his father dead. if only - if only that would satisfy her. #my posts

[x-raz0r-2-the-r0sary-x]

my wife is kinda weird and offputting but i love her

#my chemical gerard #my chemical frank #you brought me your bullets i brought you my love #i brought you my bullets you brought me your love #my chemical romance #my chem #my chem gerard #my chem romance #my chemical fucking romance #mcr #my chemical romance bullets #my chemical romance tour 2023 #mcrtour2023 #gerardway #gerard way #frank iero #ray toro #mikey way #the foundations of decay #three cheers for sweet revenge aesthetic #three cheers for sweet revenge #black parade #welcome to the black parade #danger days

[plantsonplutoart]

April fools just passed and so I’m touching up inks for a lil marauders comic I made. I had to share a wip of my favorite panel. They’re so stupid <3

#I love these stupid boys #it’s a comic about the marauders revenge pranking Lucius because he cursed Lily #I love drawing James’ square glasses #he looks so silly #Remus and James’ hair changes in every drawing I can never settle on the length for those fluffy-head boys #its important to me that you know my James Potter is brown #poc James potter or nothing #dead gay wizards #anything for our moony #the marauders #marauders era #remus lupin #james potter #sirius black #my art <3 #my art #digital art #procreate #sequential art #comic panels #peter pettigrew

[knifeslidez]

THAT GIRL'S NOT RIGHT IN THE BRAIN

#i actually rlly like how this turned out #gerard way #mcr #my chemical romance #mcr art #my chem #my chem art #my chem fanart #my chem fan art #three cheers era #three cheers for sweet revenge #revenge era #revenge era gerard #mcr fanart #mcr fan art #demolition lovers #ibymbybmyl #i brought you my bullets you brought me your love #bullets era #gerard way mcr #my art pile

[gleafer]

TikTok sound

OH LORDY! I finished OFMD and I’m in love!

Out of the pan (Good Omens) into the FIRE (OFMD)

#ofmd s2 #ofmd #our flag means death #stede bonnet #ed x stede #ed and stede #blackbeard #lbgt love #lovers #immortal husbands #pirates #revenge #illustration #illustrator #digital artist #gleafer art #gleafer #big boops

[alphacentaurirunaway]

🖤

#a tribute to endless nights #mcr #my chemical romance #welcome to the black parade #killjoys #three cheers for sweet revenge #i brought you my bullets you brought me your love #emo #the light behind your eyes #artwork #drawing #art #digital art

[mysadblacksoul]

#band #emo bands #emo #emo quartet #my chemical romance #mcr #gerard way #mcr5 #three cheers for sweet revenge #black parade #i gave you my bullets you gave me your love #bullets era #danger days #frank ireo #mikey way #ray toro #mcrmy #killjoys #mcr summer

[nibeul]

what's a woman with nothing left to lose?

[id in alt]

#star wars #mirialan oc #star wars oc #jedi oc #jedi #nibeul art #tmw you lose pretty much everyone u care about so u dedicate the rest of ur life to revenge against the empire #I love bitter women!!

[rahayn]

mithrun's whole deal is delightful bc he's basically that "i saw her at the devil's sacrament/girl, what were YOU doing at the devil's sacrament?" post, only his answer would be "i wasn't having a good fucking time, actually, which is why i think we should stop letting people just wander into the sacrament and also we should kill the devil"

#mithrun dunmeshi #dungeon meshi #dungeon meshi spoilers #he's also that -ponyo loves- meme except all six panels are -mithrun wants REVENGE- bc....y'know....what else is left

[thnks--fr-th-vnm]

MORE SECRETARY GERARD :3

always thinking about him

#mcr #my chemical romance #i brought you my bullets you brought me your love #the black parade #the true lives of the fabulous killjoys #three cheers for sweet revenge #danger days #gerard way #my chem gerard #secretary gerard #my chemical gerard #mcr gerard #i think i've posted some of these photos before #but i don't care #they're great #i'm posting them again :)