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polyamorouspunk · 2 months

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#dark acedemia #dark acedemia mlm #mlm breakup #gay mlm #mlm #moodboard #heartbreak #warm tones #brownscale

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celestial-otter · 2 months

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i was looking forward to watching him grow into a body he could love. we could help each other with t, i could administer his shots, he would apply my gel. seeing stubble appear with every call and hearing his voice deepen. we could take care of each other after surgery. that's not a reality anymore. it's foolish and hurts to still imagine this future but i can't stop my heart so i just write this out here

#anthony vents #t4t breakup #mlm breakup

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anthides · 5 days

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i wish i was a writer

i wish i could describe the emptiness and loneliness in your absence

the want to move on, and the fear of forgetting you

#nblm #t4t #mlm breakup

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yandereloveraw · 2 years

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Snuggles (Clown! Xavier) breakup song for Buffoon (Clown! Jasper) after Boom-Boom (Clown! Archie) told him about Buffoon cheating on him with Boom-Boom. (Ah, angst. It hurts so good 🥲)

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It wasn't like you only talked

to him and you know it.

Don't act like you don't know it!

(Video belongs to Justin Timberlake)

#my ocs #yandere werewolf oc #yandere pyromaniac oc #male vampire oc #tw: cheating #mlm breakup #clown au #clowns #breakup song #minors please dni #Youtube #clown ocs

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vendoramachine · 3 months

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we’re through.

veneer x male reader

i had to feed my veneer gentlemen too! angst makes me ill, so writing this one was REAL tough.

notes : angst, breakup, argument, everything is just depressing as fuck.

veneer and i were hanging out in their dressing room before the show and a knock on the door interrupted our conversation.

“knock, knock! showtime, you two!” someone called out to velvet and veneer. my boyfriend and i got up from the couch, and i planted a kiss on his cheek.

“good luck, handsome. you’re gonna be great.” he let out a dumb giggle like a lovesick idiot. “i’ll be out in a sec, i’m gonna go to the bathroom.” i announced before rushing to veneer’s private bathroom. while i washed my hands, i heard a muffled conversation between my boyfriend and his sister. i really couldn’t make out what they were saying, but the conversation soon ended and was replaced by the eruption of cheers from the crowd.

feeling in my pockets, i realized that i had left my phone on the couch in their dressing room. before taking my vip seat in the crowd, i was snagged up my phone and was going to head out, until i heard a voice.

“y-y/n!” someone called out. the voice was faint and weak, so i wasn’t sure if i was hearing things. i looked around the room, scanning for someone who might’ve said my name.

“y/n, over here!” on the floor, there was a diamond perfume bottle. what the hell? i crouched down to pick it up and look at what was inside.

“…hi? who are you?”

“i’m f-floyd. listen to me, y/n! velvet and veneer- they’re insane! they kidnapped me and trapped me here to steal my talent.”

“what? dude, i…” every bit of my heart begged to not believe him, but why else would he be here?

“you’ve gotta help me get outta here. they want to kidnap my brothers too! i’m literally dying, man. i don’t know how much more they can take from me before it’s too late. please. help me.”

thoughts spun around my head. is floyd telling the truth? why else would he be here? but velvet and veneer wouldn’t hurt innocent creatures… right?

“i know you love veneer, and i know it may sound hard to believe, but i don’t want to die like this, y/n. once i’m gone-“

“i’m gonna help you, floyd. veneer and i need to have a serious talk. they have one more show tomorrow, do you think you’ll make it till then?” floyd nodded, and i set the bottle down right where i found it.

“i promise i’m gonna get you out of there.” i refused to let my eyes water before heading out into the audience. despite being deafening with cheers and applause for the pop star duo, everything felt silent. all i could hear was the sound of my boyfriend’s voice. charming and perfect, but also knowing that it wasn’t true. i sat down in my seat, bouncing my knee up and down for the rest of the show.

after what felt like eternity, they said their goodbyes to the audience, which was my cue to join them again backstage. my fists clenched and my teeth gritted against each other as i walked through their dressing room door. i prayed with every ounce of myself that what floyd told me wasn’t true.

“veneer?” my eyes darted to where floyd was earlier, and i realized that he was no longer there. they must’ve hidden him.

“babe! hey, are you alright? i was watching you in the crowd and you seemed kinda out of it. is everything okay?” veneer ran over to be face to face. i can’t believe he’s acting so oblivious. if i had been committing a crime like this, i’d always be paranoid that someone found out.

“…no. not really. we need to talk.” the seriousness in my tone put veneer off. he looked uneasy, but tried to play it off by sitting on the couch and patting the spot beside him, indicating for me to sit down as well. i stayed standing right in front of him.

“uh, yeah, sure! what’s up?”

“how long have you been lying, veneer?” silence followed, but i could hear veneer choking on his own words.

“w-what do you mean, babe?”

“you know exactly what i mean, veneer. how long have you been torturing innocent creatures? and for what? for fame? popularity? and not only did you lie right to my face, but you lied to all of mount rageous.” i refused to let tears fall, but i could feel them stinging my eyes.

veneer stared at me, looking shocked. guilty. he really doesn’t have a good explanation. well, of course. what could possibly justify something as shitty as this?

“they love you, ven. i love you, but…” fuck. i was doing so good, being direct and non-emotional. then this lump in my throat decides that it wants to screw me over emotionally. fuck you, feelings.

“i-i’m… i’m sorry, y/n. please, i…” he stood up, trying to wrap my into his arms. all i wanted was to feel him, but i took a step back. “…i never wanted to hurt anyone.”

“but you hurt everyone. even me. you should’ve told me before i had to find out.” tears were streaming down his face at this point, and i could see his knees trembling.

“y/n, please just listen to me…” veneer placed his hand on my shoulder, and the other cupped me cheek. not even a knife to my throat would get me to admit how much i needed his touch in this moment. “…i really never meant it to get this far. this was all velvet’s idea, and i still don’t feel comfortable with doing it. you know my sister. she would never let me let him go.” he looked to his right, presumably where floyd was being kept hidden. i blinked away tears, swatting his hand off of me.

“maybe, but ven, this is a crime and you’re risking getting caught every second you keep that poor troll here.”

“i want to let him go, but-“

“but you need him, don’t you? for the money? for the fame? you need him in order to make sure the world never finds out that you can’t sing, ven.”

“y/n, you aren’t listening to me! this isn’t about the fame, it’s about my sister. if i let him go, velvet would kill me. if i refused to use him, velvet would dig my grave. if i even just suggested that we let him go, velvet would-“

“god, veneer, you can’t pin all of this on velvet! i know her, and i know what you’re saying is true, but think about this! you’re putting a life at risk because you’re scared of your own sister! doesn’t that sound like maybe you two have something to work out?”

“don’t tell me how my relationship with my sister should be like.”

the shift in his tone made my stomach turn. it sounded nothing like him. veneer took notice of my expression change, and his eyes softened, like he knew he should watch his tone.

“listen to me, y/n. i love my sister, and i’m doing this for her.” he took both my hands, staring down at them. his own trembled as his tears dripped onto my skin. god, why does he have to make this so fucking difficult? i feel horrible. i know veneer knows this is wrong. but in the end, i have to come to terms with the fact that he’s still using floyd. he’s still sucking the life out of an innocent troll just so he can keep the taste of fame on his tongue.

he’s my boyfriend and i love him so goddamn much, but this… this is horrible. i can’t stand the thought of staying with someone who can walk onto a stage and lie to the world. someone who is preying on a defenseless creature to gain popularity, money, fame, and power. hesitantly, i slipped my hands out his grasp, the warmth of his skin fading away. finally, for the first time during this conversation, tears streamed from my eyes.

“we’re through, veneer.”

there was a long silence. every second was torture.

“you don’t mean that, y/n… i don’t want to lose you, i…”

“i’m sorry, ven. i just… can’t.”

i raced out, not able to handle the sight of hurt on my boyfriend’s face.

days later, after sobbing myself to sleep every night since we broke up, i realized it was the night that velvet and veneer would receive the lifer award. reluctantly, i watched the live broadcasting through tears. though my vision was blurred with the purest form of heartbreak, i could see veneer’s face. his expression was of pride, like he was completely unbothered. he broke my heart, murdering an innocent creature, and all at the expense of fame. yet, he didn’t seem troubled. at all.

i had soon realized that in my wallow of depression, i forgot to let floyd go. fuck. barely any time passed before velvet and veneer were dragged away in handcuffs.

we really are through.

#fanfic #fanfiction #x male reader #trolls 3 #trolls band together #veneer trolls #veneer x male reader #gay #lgbtq #angst #breakup #mlm

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eliel-iel · 9 months

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we split a bowl of ramen and ate it on the couch while watched that show i introduced to you. i payed more attention to you than the screen, i wouldn't be able to tell you what happened. all of it makes me think of you.

you took up all the spaces in our town, where we fucked around at night doing whatever seemed mildly entertaining. you took the day and the night and every season of the year, and most of all you took me with you.

there were a hundred things on our to-do list the last time i really saw you and i can still list every single one that will never exist.

we pass each other every day now but i haven't seen you in forever, but that's okay, because at least we used to have something.

no one will ever be you and that's why i miss you so damn much, but i've found people you'll never be either. i think that's just how friends are.

while i untangle the pieces of me from us i'll still treasure every damn moment. we'll probably never see each other again. but thanks for the time we had, anyways.

#ex best friend #friendship breakup #pining #mlm yearning #queer #writing #writeblr #one day i'll get over him #until then i'll just write stuff i guess #at the same time maybe if i had taken the chance #my writing #to my asterisk

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dewdrop-clove · 13 days

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Homoerotic friendships will be the death of me.

Wdym you never loved me in that way? You looked at me like there was some hidden beauty in my eyes, something only you could see.

Wdym you were just using me to make him jealous? You loved me the same even when we were alone.

Wdym it didn't mean anything? We slept next to eachother and when I woke you up to breakfast in bed, you smiled at me so sweetly. If that had been the last thing I'd ever seen, I would've died happy.

Wdym we aren't soulmates? You told me I understood you better than anyone ever had.

Wdym I need to let you go? How can I let go of the best thing I ever had?

#unrequited love #writing #breakup #friend breakup #mlm #homoerotic friendship #im going through it #send help

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eldr1tchh0und · 10 months

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i need them like i need air.

i can't breathe when they're not near me and the fact i've lost them is slowly killing me. the fact i don't understand why, is driving me insane. knowing i will never again feel their touch, the tenderness behind their kisses, the soft brush of their hands in my hair, the press of their fingertips against my skin. every fiber of my being craves them, desperately. the fact they won't speak to me, will be the death of me.

#not really sure what to do #not coping well #bpd vent #actually bpd #gay #queer #trans mlm #mlm #nblm #mlm and nblm only #mlm textpost #nblnb #mlm yearning #heartbreak #breakup

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xan-the-emo-trans-man · 1 year

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He looks good, he looks happy, he looks like nothing has changed. Has my absence not affected him at all? Has he been happier not being mine?

#mlm #gay #mental illness #lgbt #mlm yearning #xans late night gay thoughts #unrequited love #unrequited feelings #breakup #breakup quotes #bpd feels #bpd fp

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rizumuj · 11 months

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Nimona Spoilers/Thoughts ahead:

I'm sorry, but ain't no way in hell would I ever date/be romantic with a mf who severed my arm and didn't trust me when I needed them to trust me the MOST!!! Like WHAT THE HELL!? That is not love??? That is not weathering the storms?????

A great movie nonetheless, but my gosh!!!