#unromantic

[howifeltabouthim]

It was easier to tell people that something was for money rather than love. You could move across the country for a low-paying internship. You could not do the same for a man who didn't expressly send for you.

Lisa Taddeo, from Ghost Lover

#materialistic #priorities #social commentary #love #money #unromantic #judgmental #quotes #lit #words #excerpts #quote #literature #lisa taddeo #ghost lover

[crimsonyoukai]

“Haah, mn.. ow!”

Unromantic (언로맨틱) - by Jung Seokchan

#this is anyone who gets kisses by my because my teeth are really sharp and I like biting my lovers lips~ #unromantic #Jung Seokchan #the uncensored version has very nice… certain illustration details with shading I haven’t seen before #nsft posting #kisses #lip biting #omegaverse #sharp teeth #romance manga #shounen ai #yaoi bl #yaoi manhwa #yaoi manga #korean manga #korean webtoon #korean manhwa #gay #lgbt manga #boys love manga #bl story #bl ships #bl series #manga blog #mangacap #manga posting #manga screencap #manga shelf #manga rec list #manga reader

[in-the-sweet-november-rain]

#by vick ☆ #vick's poetry #my poetry #spilled ink #original poetry #oh well #depressing #existence #sad poem #sadgirl #unromantic #red #chaotic academia #dakota warren #i cant breathe #help

[dardedil]

is it weird that i never had a crush on anyone (nonfictional) in my life??

#desi tumblr #desiblr #desi blr #spilled thoughts #desi core #tumblr daily #tumblr fyp #desi romantic academia #desi shit posting #desi academia #crushes #unromantic

[flesh-n-brain-rot]

i miss sending letters. how the fuck am i supposed to come up with something sweet and modest yet so profoundly romantic and poetic it enthralls like the scent of a blossoming medow after a soft spring rain???

its not like you'll prit out the text message and read it each evening before you lay your head to sleep . :/

#or atleast an 'unread' button #so i can think before i answer #no rizz in this doomed modern era #can we atleast bring back the word Lover #'situationship' sounds so #plain #unromantic #abolish

[j-august]

And behind a very sturdily-built and staunchly-defended facade of practical, unromantic, hard-headedness towards life, there was just that little pool of softness that would never show if you poked for it, but could be reached if you knew just how - and never let on that you were looking for it.

Isaac Asimov, Foundation and Empire

#quote #quotation #Isaac Asimov #Foundation and Empire #facade #practical #unromantic #softness

[sir-klauz]

The fuck? “Dick fish”. I’m going to start using that. Pah. Calm down dude.

#unromantic #manga #romance manhwa #romance manga #korean manhwa #korean webtoon

[batangtamad]

Unromantic (Manhwa)

Genres: Yaoi, Romance, Smut, Webtoons

Status: Completed

Author: Jung Seokchan

Favorite Character: Oh Hyun-Oh

Favorite Chapters: Chapter 25, Chapter 27, Chapter 51, and Extra Chapter 10

Plot Synopsis: An unparalleled beautiful dominant super rich omega suddenly came into my very ordinary life! “30 minutes. If you manage not to beg within that time, then I’ll send you home.” And just like that, he’s ignoring the fact that I am an alpha? I really hate people like him… so, so much! I hate him, but then… Will this romance be all right?!

This is a unique story. This is the first Omegaverse I've read where the Omega is stronger and top of the food chain, and the Alpha are average. It's an interesting change of concept. As soon as I read the plot, I immediately got intrigued. I just wish there were more extra chapters. I want to see their wedding ceremony. I also want to see their second child. I know their second child will look like Gain.

I really recommend this. This story is interesting and has a unique concept.

#Unromantic #yuuchan #manga #manhwa #webtoon #animechan

[730-again]

Unromantic Misadventures (one of many)

[20240326-2148]

During my time away from here, I've been off getting lost on a path of self-improvement. Unfortunately, I wandered a bit too far off-course and found myself on the route that led me to making this blog in the first place. Random thought: maybe love doesn't feel like I'm hanging by my ankles over the edge of the world. I have decided to swear off dating for the second time in my life - romance for perhaps the third. That's not to say that dating got me here, but rather that I was playing on the line between frivolous fun and whirlwind romance. The sitch that pushed me to the sitch that inspired this blog will probably be my last microdose of interpersonal romance for a minute - said a hundred dollars and countless number of hickeys too late. Problem is, I will steal clumsy glances at them everyday. Problem is, I remember what their lips feel like. Problem is, I remember what their voice sounds like when I.... Problem is, I'm not focusing on the real problem at hand which is this: I may have encouraged an obsession. You know what they say, "Get you love drunk off my hump." Turns out my hump is highly potent. I'm currently working on standing on business - real pimp stuff. I thought today was the day. Two page long text. Told him I don't care about him. He blocked me, I blocked him. It was about two hours of no contact before a burner number texts me begging to be unblocked if he does whatever I say. Well, a pimp can't resist an obedient hoe - I can't even make money off of him, what a waste. See, where he's confessed love and promised himself to me, I have been creating delusions about hot guys and peer reviewing our conversations to make sure I have an accurate understanding of love-bombing. I told him explicitly I'm not ready for a relationship. Pimps don't date, you feel me? This whole self-improvement journey has multiple stops. It's like seeking nirvana or whatever - except I'm just trying not feel validated by a man's glance. Maybe I'll go on sabbatical. Maybe I need to develop an aversion to white men. Not that white men are the problem, but I seem to have the most problems with white men. Well, and this one Hispanic dude, but again, "get you love drunk off my hump". I name each entry before I start it. "Unromantic Misadventures" felt like this would be a story - and it was supposed to be. But I decided that's a little non-PG - plus I don't quite feel like reminiscing.

Love, peace, Megan knees

#unromantic #romantic #blog #men #dating #self improvement #self image #big pimpin #unrequited love #black eyed peas #queer

[careyspringfield]

Unsexual Asexual

Unromantic Aromantic

Unrose Aroace - Unromantic Unsexual Aromantic Asexual

#lgbtq #asexual #aromantic #aroace #unsexual #unromantic #asexuality

[brujasbl]

#unromantic #jeong seokchan

[howifeltabouthim]

When men had expressed interest in her before, it had felt random and impersonal. They hadn't been interested in her as a specific woman, but as any woman. On dates, they had either been intimidated by her mind and refused to touch her, or else they had pawed her obscenely, without the least interest in who she was as a person. They projected all of their needs onto her, because they thought a woman's job was to take care of a man's needs, including his need for sex. And sex for them was not a spiritual or even an erotic experience but something banal, a need similar to eating or sleeping.

Anna Biller, from Bluebeard's Castle

#impersonal #misogyny #dating #unromantic #relationship problems #realism #the ugly truth #personal #sad #the worst feeling #quotes #lit #words #excerpts #quote #literature #anna biller #bluebeard's castle #male entitlement

[apollolewis]

An accurate representation of how I wake up in the morning

#shitpost #manhwa #manhwa panels #Unromantic

[shitishouldnotbepostingonline]

Unromantic

Bro really thought he could just ask.

One of my more lighthearted "men are pigs" stories. For a little background, I went to a small school and grew up in a small town my entire life. Everyone knows everyone. My school was an elementary k-6 and high school 7-12. Yes 17 year olds dated 12 year olds. Yes it was creepy. No that is not this story. My class was only about 35 people and the classes above us were around the same.

Small schools have a lot of dances and usually would raise a good bit of money for whatever club needed money. We had a Hawkins dance, Halloween, homecoming, Christmas, valentines, spring and prom. I know I'm missing one but every other month there was a dance. When I was in middle school, it was a big deal. Who you going with, should we sleepover after, should we get pizza before, can you wait for me by the door so I don't have to go in alone because I'm having a panic attack that I over dressed because what the fuck do you wear to a casual dance at 13 and my dad is dropping me off early so he can have a break, can your mom do my hair. Fun fun fun times. Most importantly, drama. A huge night for drama. Miss one dance, miss all the gossip. Miss one dance, your crush might have started dating someone else. Miss one dance, your an outcast for at least the next week of school. I never missed a dance. Commonly you would find me A. dancing B. consoling in the bathroom or C. gossiping. I'll admit I'm toxic, I know and especially in middle school I was horrible. I was a horrible person who was going through horrible things blah blah blah. Every teen sab story. We all did it. I wasn't the worst but wasn't the best either. Life was about being popular, having friends and especially a boyfriend.

So, one of these dances is coming up. It's the homecoming. One that you are definitely supposed to have a date to. I'm single, actually thinking about it, I think this time period was the longest I've been single ever. I'm single and chat up this guy a grade above me. Let's call him Mark. We share a study hall together and Mark's definitely not popular but he is older then me which will give me points on the invisible popularity scale. My first impression was he's kind, funny and dorky so we spark a friendship. We start talking on kik (rip) and everything is normal to a 14 and 15/16 year old texting in the early 2010's. He's a bit odd and talks to me a little weird. I would later on recognize this as misogynistic but I was 14 and it was a different time. Fast forward to the week leading up to the dance and I'm dropping mad hints that I want him to ask me. I was freaking out that I had no one to go with. I was in between friend groups and was kind of at my first "big depression" period. He finally agrees to go with me (I don't think he ever actually asked). I definitely wore him down with constant texting and always saying hi when we passed in the hall. I think the worst part is I didn't like him. I just felt like I need a boyfriend for the attention everyone gives you once you start dating.

We decided (I decided) to go to the dance together. We make a plan and Mark changes it last minute saying he's not going unless I meet him at his house so we could walk together. Mark also made it a point to mention he was home alone. Cool fine no red flag there. At least not to my 14 year old dumb fuck self. The problem being my dad is bring me. Dad doesn't know I have a date. Dad doesn't know this kid and is not going to like that Mark wants me to go over to his empty house. So what do I do? I just didn't fucking tell my father. Waited for dad to leave. Then walked on over to Mark's place. Dumb yes, but if you want to understand how I was raise by people who are hands off or overly trusting/don't care that would take 37 page thesis paper.

I find Mark's house and at this point the dance has started. Did I mention he had the tickets so even if I refused to go over I would not be able to get into the dance. It's cold, I'm in a dress, heels, and I come from a place where it fall is 40° at night. Anyways I knock on the door and he yells for me to come in. When I say that womanly instinct sent red flags off throughout my whole body, I'm not kidding. Rightfully so. I was lying about where I was, who I was with and what I was doing. To say I was nervous was an understatement. I was terrified. I go in the house and shut the door behind me. We just kind of stare at each other until I break the overwhelming silence with a

"are you ready to go"

In which he responds

"a yeah but do you want to chill here for a bit"

Me, confused because I just spend hours getting ready and had a plan of action laid out in my head says

"I mean the dance already started"

This kid, props to how much guts it probably took, asks me

"well I was hoping you would let me eat you out first, then we'll head over".

The only thing I picture now is him hyping himself up all day to ask me that but at the time it was a different feeling. I can not describe in words what the hell was going through my mind. Like what? You can just ask that? Did he just ask that? Like he wants me to just what lay on his bed as he eats me out???? We haven't even kissed, held hands, nothing was leading me to believe that we had reach that level of intimacy. We are not even dating. I do what most women would do in that situation and play it off as he's just joking. I laugh and say let's go in a lighthearted voice. But no he doubles down. I remember think Jesus Christ please stop you are ruining any chance of anything happening.

"So is that a no"

How do I respond with out sound like a dick but also not agreeing because this kids is persistent. So I say as simply and as nicely trying not to embarrassing him

"Oh um I'm not really into that. I was hoping we could just go to the dance"

Then the most awkward walk of my young adult life happened. We did like 2 or 3 slow dances together but I spend most of my time consoling a friend in the bathroom. He tried to kiss me before I left but I think I dodged it with a hug.

So what do you think happened next? I have to see him everyday and we texted like constantly. He may of even apologized for being weird. Friend zone? Ghosted to the best of my ability? Told everyone what the fuck that kid asked me? No no and surprisingly no. I kept it to myself for quite a bit. It felt like to much for me to process at that time to tell anyone. We ended up dating for 2 weeks. Worst 2 weeks of my life. I underestimated just how much people disliked him and was starting to get laughed at for being with him. Which I would take if I actually liked him at all. As soon as we started dating the only thing he talked to me about in study hall was his dick. I mean like hyping it up for me. Acting like I was going to drop my yoga pant right there and just jump on him. I made it 2 weeks and the second week was just because I didn't know how to break up with him. Which I did in person. First time I've ever broken up with someone in person. It was mean yes but all this kid did was talk about his dick for 40 minutes a day. I bluntly said

"I'm not going to do this anymore. You just keep talking about your dick and it weirds me out. So I'm breaking up with you"

That was that. Didn't ever really talk to him again. We weren't on like bad terms but not good ones either. He did date a girl younger then me for a hot minute but other then that I do not think he dated anyone else while we were in school. My mom said she saw Mark an said hi but that was years ago. I still have him on socials and he's been popping up recently which is what inspired me to share this tidbit. I hope he is a bit more romantic in the bed room for who ever he ends up with.

I know I am to blame and I was cruel for potentially leading him on. I take responsibility for my part of being a fucking asshole when it came to petty shit like being popular or seen so by your peers. Funny thing was about this time I start having a new group of friends who were the more "outcast" type. Eventually they would be my friends for the rest of high school. I would blow up every single one of those friendships slowly until graduation. Probably doing permanent damage to all of our mental health along the way. I am not the good guy. In most my stories I have, especially from high school, I am just as much the villain as victim. I know that. If I could go back in time and have a chat with myself, I would. Live an learn.

#sisnbpo #shitishouldnotbepostingonline #unromantic #high school #shitpost

[custardfist]

RANDOM FLUFF 29 🐮💔

#comic #comics #webcomic #web comics #web comic #webcomics #funny #unanswered #heartbreak #unromantic

[buzzbitezz]

"Is Being Romantic Overrated?"

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#buildingtrust #HealthyRelationship #lovebeyondromance #respect #romance #unromantic