#and then TRY AND CLAIM THATS NOT WHAT YOURE DOING

[sevikaslapdog]

A Secret..

(but not really)

Summary: You always thought your brother’s best friend was cute, but him being his best friend made him off limits. Thought Geto couldn’t contain himself when it came it Gojo’s little sis.

Warnings: highschool au, no curses au, two year age gap (he’s 18 reader is 16), cursing, suggestive themes, use of y/n, fem reader, reader is Gojo’s sister

It was winter break which only meant one thing, your brother Gojo would have his friend over the whole two weeks you were out of school.

They were both seniors while you were a junior, you didn’t mind most of Gojo’s friends since they weren’t as annoying as him. But Geto was your favorite of them all, he was always respectful towards you and nice despite Gojo being the opposite.

Whenever he had friends over he would practically lock you into your bedroom claiming ‘No one wants to see your ugly face.’ Though you never listened as it was your house too, duh.

Right now was the second day of winter break and you were working on a project one of your teachers assigned to do during the break. You wanted to get it done as soon as possible so you had more free time, and so you didn’t forget about it. Your hand started to cramp as you had been typing for the past two hours, cursing to yourself as you shook your hand around to get rid of the pain.

Letting out a huff you stretched out your body thats been hunched over your desk for the past two hours. You stood up and slipped on your house slippers before exiting your room, silently padding down the stairs. You could hear your brother and Geto in the living room watching some movie, walking past them to go to the kitchen.

You decided to make some ramen, a quick lunch before you continued your essay. As you were waiting for your water to boil you head footsteps easing towards the kitchen. Your eyes flickered to the entrance as soon as Geto walked in, he hummed whenever he saw you “What’re you making?” He inched closer towards the stove. “Some ramen, want me to make you some?”

He glanced over at you before walking to the fridge, “Yea, id appreciate it.” You only nodded at him, grabbing another pack out the cabinet.

He couldn’t help but let his eyes flickered to your ass when you bent over, those tiny shorts left really nothing to the imagination. He let out a low whistle, smiling as you quickly stood and turned to face him with a glare. “Stop being a pervert” He only laughed slightly walking over to you, he placed a hand on top of your head and patted it twice before leaning on the counter next to the stove.

“I was only messing with you, calm down.” You rolled your eyes as you opened up the ramen packs, placing the noodles in the pot. You went over to the cabinet grabbing two bowls, “Grab some chopsticks” Geto huffed but complied. He got you both a pair of chopsticks and placed them on the counter next to the bowls, “I’ll bring you yours when it’s ts done.

You flashed him a small smile before stirring the noodles, he mumbled a small ‘alright’ before walking out the kitchen and sat down on the couch. You could hear your brother ask him what took so long and Geto telling him to shut up and watch the movie.

Shortly the noodles were done, and you made your bowl along with his. You cleaned up your messed before exiting the kitchen, walking up behind the couch. “Here ya’ go” You held out his bowl, not missing the way his hand brushed against yours. “Hey why didn’t you make me any?!” You looked over at Gojo, “Cause you’re a grown man who can make his own noodles.” Geto smiled slyly as he slurped up some noodles.

He flashed you a small smile before you turned around and went back upstairs.

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It’s now been two hours and it’s pushing eleven pm, you ended up procrastinating the essay and went on your phone. Now you were trying to get back into the grove of it but it just wasn’t working, you kept typing a sentence but then it didn’t make sense so you delete it. You’ve been doing this for the past twenty minutes.

You heard a soft knock on your door, “come in” you didn’t bother to see who it was knowing it was Geto. Cause Gojo never knocked, always barged in like it was his room.

You heard the door shut behind him and his socked feet padding against the rug in your room, you could feel his body heat as he stood behind you. You continued to stare at the essay before you tipped your head back, the top of your head now pressed against his lower stomach. He looked down at you with an amused smile.

“Struggling?” All you could do was groan and pick your head back up, “This makes no sense.” You saw his arms come around you, him now leaning over you as he stared at your screen. A hum left his mouth, “Ah I remember doing this.”

You quickly let out a gasp, “Oh my god please help me Suguru, I cant do it.” You let your voice slip into a whine as you shamelessly leaned back against him. He let out a sigh, but picked your laptop up off your desk. “Yea it was pretty easy for me anyways.”

He walked over to your bed, sitting down with his feet hanging a bit off the side with his back against the wall. He was wearing a loose black long sleeve and black sweatpants, while you were wearing your favorite hoodie and still in the same sleeping shorts from earlier.

You slid off your desk chair and sat down next to him with your legs in a criss cross, your left knee was slightly on his right leg due to the closeness. “How come you’re not with Gojo?” He was easily typing away, “He fell asleep on the couch, i’m not tired yet so I decided to come hang out with you.” You let a small smile sneak onto your face, “Well I am the better sibling so that makes perfect sense.”

You and him both laughed for a moment, you leaned over to your nightstand to grab your phone off the charger. Once you sat back down half your left leg was now resting on his. He didn’t seem to mind so you didn’t bother moving, “I dunno if Gojo told you but i’m staying over the whole break, my parents went out on some ski vacation.”

You hummed, looking over at him. Your eyes widened slightly when you saw the small earring on his ear, “You got your ears pierced?!” You didn’t care to hide your shock. You lifted your hand to the side of his neck with your thumb brushing against the blue jewl in his ear.

He snickered at your reaction, turning his head slightly to look at you. “Yea, got ‘em a couple weeks ago.” He used the opportunity to look at you, his eyes scanning your face and resting on your lips that were slightly chapped no doubt you were biting on them earlier. “Yea, they look nice.” You subtly ran your thumb against his jaw before pulling your hand away.

“Y’know now since you’re eighteen you should totally get a tattoo, would make you look hot.” You raised your brows a couple times, clearly teasing. Geto rolled his eyes and looked back to your laptop, but a sly smirk was etched on his face.

You let out a huff as he ignores your teasing, “Can I ask you a question?” He turns back to you, nodding with curiosity. Tilting your head to get a good look at him before you ask, voice soft due to the personal nature of the question “How come you’re never at home? You’re always here, I mean I don’t mind i’m just curious.”

You could see the way Geto’s expression changed slightly darker, shaking your head “Never mind pretend i didn’t ask, ‘m sorry.” He could only smile slightly, grateful he didn’t have to explain his complicated home life to you. You shift closer towards him, uncrossing your legs and instead laying them out with your left leg pressed against his.

His hang off the bed more than yours due to the height difference, you and him sit in silence besides the soft noises of him typing, and the hum of your fan that stays on even during the harsh winters.

Minutes later he places the laptop in your lap, his fingers brushing against your thighs as he pulls them from under the laptop. “It’s all done, you can change some things if you prefer. Im gonna head to bed,” He gets up off your bed “goodnight y/n.” You looked up at him with a grateful smile. “goodnight Suguru.”

As he left your bedroom he tried to forget how plush your thighs looked while squished against the mattress, the way you looked up at him with your pretty eyelashes, how his name sounded in your voice. He shook it off and went into Gojo’s bedroom, lying down on his bed despite him still being downstairs.

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The next morning neither you or Geto mentioned last night, knowing that your brother Gojo would flip out and complain. But also it kinda felt like.. your own little secret. The whole day you two shared glances, like whenever him and Gojo were sitting in the kitchen eating some takeout, your brother hurriedly pushed you some food and told you to get out. You looked over at Geto, making eye contact as his eyes grew slightly softer.

Even whenever you walked past Gojo’s bedroom, with the door open you looked in and made brief eye contact with him before you walked past.

Thats how it went the whole day, until it was nighttime again and you were watching your new show you started on your tv. Not caring it was a little too loud for the time it was now, you shamelessly wished Geto would sneak into your room again tonight.

Of course, minutes later a soft knock sounded against your bedroom door. You couldn’t help the small smile that tugged on your face, turning down the tv just a bit as you spoke “Come in.”

Geto pushed open the door, closing it behind him. He walked over to your bed. You were sitting against the headboard with your legs covered by the blankets, he slipped off the slippers he always wore and crawled up next to you. Sliding his legs under your blanket.

You looked over at him with a smug expression “My brother must be really boring huh?” He let out a huff, lightly kicking your leg with his foot. “He fell asleep again, plus you’re not bad company.” A smile slipped on your face again before you turned back to the tv.

As more time went on it seemed you two only got closer, his thigh was now pressed against yours along with your shoulders. You could hear the blanket shuffling a bit and before you could question it you felt cold knuckles brushing along your thigh. You sucked in a sharp breath which he picked up on, he took you not saying anything in protest as a sign to continue.

He unfolded his hand and moving his hand to rest on your thigh, resting it there unmoving. You bit your lip as you glanced down, obviously you couldn’t see his hand due to it being under the covers but that only made the blush on your face worsen.

Geto spared a glance to your face, fondly smiling as he saw your flustered appearance. “This ok?” You turned to look at him, nodding your head “Yea ‘s fine.” He hummed, thumb brushing against your skin before focusing back on the show.

As time passed you let your head fall to rest against his shoulder, and you ignored the way your eyelids grew heavy. Inevitably you drifted off to sleep, it only took him a couple minutes to realize. He stared down at your face, feeling his heart beating a bit quicker when he took in how adorable you looked.

His hand slipped off your thigh, as he moved away from you he supported your head with his hand. Softly and slowly guiding you to lay down, once your head was against the pillow he moved out the bed. He paused once he heard you grumble before slightly sitting up, “Goodnight Suguru.” He smiled and walked over to the side of your bed, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of your head. “Goodnight sweet girl.” You hummed as you tucked yourself back under the covers, Geto grabbed your remote off your nightstand and turned off the tv.

As he walked to Gojo’s room he could only smile, blushing like a flustered preteen when he remembered how you said his name so affectionately.

Though all that disappeared whenever he had to move Gojo’s unconscious body to the other side of the bed so he could fit, cursing to himself whenever he wouldn’t budge.

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It’s now been a couple days since then, Geto hasn’t come to your room the past few nights so whenever you realized he was probably on the couch you slid off your bed. Just to be sure you peeked into your brother’s room only to see him alone on his bed, knocked out.

You let out a huff, smiling once you saw some droll. You closed his door before walling quietly down the steps, padding into the living room. Geto looked up expecting maybe Gojo woke up but when he saw you a fond smile slipped onto his face.

He was laying down on the couch, watching some movie you didn’t recognize. You stood in-front of him as he lifted the blanket for you, sheepishly you crawled under the blanket. Lying down while your back was against his chest, his arm snaked around your waist.

You knew you’re were blushing, you could feel it. He hooked his chin onto your shoulder “Hi sweet girl,” hearing the pet name only worsened your flustered state “was about to come up to see you.” You smiled, rolling over to face him. “Guess I beat you to it.” He could only smile at your competitive nature.

“Guess so.” He kept his arm around your waist, he pulled you closer. Instinctively your leg draped across him, “What if my brother wakes up?” You couldn’t help but worry, you were practically on top of his best friend right now where he no doubt was just sitting earlier.

His eyes glanced over to the stairs before shaking his head, looking back at you “He’s out like a light, don’t worry your pretty head.” Smiling at his little compliment you nodded, as you both stared at each other you realized. What were you two doing?

Seemingly Geto noticed your mind drifting, lifting his other arm to snake his hand under your chin. “What is it?” biting your lip nervously you glanced away before sighing. “What are we Suguru?” He huffs out a breath at your question which only freaks you out more.

Maybe he didn’t want to be anything you, maybe you read into it wrong, maybe, maybe, maybe. Your mind was running a hundred miles per hour at this point, and of course he noticed. He brushed his thumb over your bottom lip, “Wanna be yours.” He smiled as your eyes widened slightly, how you breathed out in shock.

“Really?” He nodded to your question, placing a soft kiss to your cheek. “Yea, been waiting to make a move on your sweet girl. But just for now we gotta keep it a secret, just until I find the right time to tell your brother yea?” All you could do was nod, out of words.

Silence took over the room for what felt like minutes before you spoke, “So we’re dating?” He laughed shortly at your question. Placing another kiss to your cheek, “Yea were dating pretty girl.”

A smile broke out onto your face, biting your lip to try to fight it but it was no use. He was already smiling back at you, moving the hand from under your chin to brush through your hair. “Wanna take things slow, do it the proper way.” You nodded along “Mhm, me too.” You placed another kiss to your forehead before pulling your head to rest on his chest.

Unfortunately, you and him both fell asleep on the couch. Tangled together, and seemingly on top one another. Whenever you woke up you were immediately greeted by yelling, as you groggily opened your eyes. Realizing where you were your blood ran cold.

Suguru was already awake, of course still next to you but he was sitting up. You then heard your brother, “What the hell are you two doing?!” You sat up and snapped your head to your brother. Once his eyes landed on you its like your heart stopped, you were scared for his reaction. Wondering if he’ll be mad at you, yell at you, maybe even drag you away from Suguru.

“What the hell are you doing huh!?!” You glanced away from him momentarily to look at Suguru, he looked just as shocked at you to be awoken like this. You looked back at your brother who now hand his hands on his hips waiting for either of you two to respond.

He then turned his gaze to Suguru, you sucked in a breath. “I mean cmon I know you were always ogling at my sister but doing it on the couch?!” At this your jaw dropped, as his eyes widened. You both began to shake your head, “No, we didnt do that you idiot!” You spoke first, standing up off the couch.

The blanket slipped off this couch and much to Gojo’s delight you were both fully clothed and no.. substances were on the couch. He let out a sigh of relief, “Oh thank the heavens.” His shoulders sagged slightly at he looked between you both, “Well I don’t care,” turning back to you “but that doesn’t mean you get to hog him to yourself.”

It grew silent for a while, then Gojo walked into the kitchen out of your sight. You turned to face Suguru as he shrugged. You both looked at each other for a moment before breaking out into giggles, you sliding back onto the couch next to him. He placed a kiss onto your lips, you both still laughing slightly.

He rested his forehead against yours, “So much for a keeping it a secret huh?” You smiled, placing a small peck onto his lips before your brother came back. Ruining the moment and shooing you away upstairs.

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[astropoprocks]

Im not sure why you decided to bring #letwomenspeak up, as this conversation wasnt related to them lol. Im not a fan of right wingers posing as radfems. (And, judging by your page, most “radfems” that you’ve seen are exactly that. Im sorry that you’ve been hurt by the movement.)

I get that the term I used may have some negative connotations. But I dont think its wrong to critique the ideas that trans rights activists (in general) support. And I mentioned it because at the time, I was against criticism of any of those ideas. Im talking about TRA specifically because I have had more experience with TRA than MRA. And also, MRA often *use* TRA as a front for their ideas.

And also, post wasnt about #letwomenspeak or men’s rights activists. It was about the destruction of an important Womens space, and how the destruction of that space was actually *excused* by claiming it was about trans rights. (Wrote a report on this topic sometime last year, i can try and dig it up if needed. Twas for a school project, not professional. But i probably explained it better then)

Fyi, I feel like its necessary for me to say that I have been heavily involved in trans spaces and have (and still) identify with the term transmasculine. My experience is why I’m bringing this up. I’m not trying to spew hate speech, I used an abbreviation to briefly criticize a community im in. Maybe I shouldve gone more into detail about what I meant, but thats what I’m doing now lol.

Also, sorry if im all over the place and unclear lol. Got a crazy migraine atm and am kinda word vomiting.

seeing the female only space i grew up with getting its name changed from “womens center” to “survivor empowerment center” radicalized me honestly. Why are you so scared of the word women??? It didnt even start as a “survivor” center. It was for all women. Any women.

It had been operating since the 80s. My grandmother knew the founders. She was on the board. She was rightfully pissed at the name change. I (shoulder deep in TRA rhetoric) was pissed at the name change. It was a womens center. In the middle of a rural hick area with no other refuge. And now they welcome males into their space. What a fucking joke.

WOMEN built and kept that space alive for forty fucking years. Fucking everything else is for men. Men can go anywhere. I cant even walk downtown with my MOTHER next to me without being catcalled. Why do they need female spaces so fucking badly??? Why cant women be left alone anywhere?????

[lanadoeswriting]

ok get ready for a shit ton of ideas :d

-pregnancyyy & dad!slimecicle

-announcing ur relationship with slimeman

-summer vacation headcanons or smth

-non american reader headcanons? idk like chinese or smth idk :3

uhm thats all i have rn but im sure there will be more soon

(can i be🐞anon? <3 )

PREGNANCY HCS

one of me is cute, but two, though?

pairings: charlie slimecicle x afab reader

tw: idk fluff and swearing?

a/n: OH MY GOSHHH I LOVE THESE!! MAYBE I'LL USE SOME OF THESE OTHER IDEAS IN THE FUTURE BUT THIS WAS THE ONE THAT CAUGHT ME EYE. AND YES OFC U CAN!

bro can be found just staring straight at your stomach as if he is just telepathically speaking to the baby.

"char, why are you death-staring my stomach?" "it can hear me." "hear what? you're not even-" "shh.... we're speaking." "jesus christ-"

tries to respect your space and not do everything for you, but you can see his hand like twitch cause of how bad he just wants to try and help you.

even if you don't need it.

literally pulls up with ALL the dad jokes possible you're so sick of it.

he claims that it is to 'prepare himself' for when it's needed.

"RIP boiling water." "what?" "you will be mist" "i swear to fucking god charlie."

HES JUST EXRA SILLY NOW.

buys baby clothes with the funniest shit on them, ESPECIALLY if they are corny as fuck.

just for funsies ofc.

like he will just pull up with a onesie that says "we're both full of shit"

slightly panicking inside when he found out.

but hes still chill with it!! hes extra happy. quite literally jumped up and down for joy when he found out.

extreme google search mode: on

[furballfaggot]

still no proper dni but if you watch turkey tom get away from my blog

[xxplastic-cubexx]

ironically even though the movies keep charles in his chair, like 90% of the movie based fanfics don't

😶

[lesbianralzarek]

why does every article reporting on idf war crimes go "hamas, who started the war on october 7th with their brutal terrorist attack slaughtering innocent israeli civilians, has condemned the idf's use of-"? like, nearly verbatim every single time. we know about october 7th. we know by now. half the time, hamas isnt even relevant but they gotta find some way to sow doubt and numb any potential compassion responses. will you get fired if you show sympathy for murdered palestinian civilians without first adding a disclaimer saying its all their fault for being born in gaza? if you call "palestinians under 18" children? if you use the words "murdered" or "brutal" or "massacre" for acts that didnt occur on october 7th? if you call a spade a spade? why are israeli reports front page news without proper fact-checking but palestinian reporting is always "allegedly" even when theres video evidence? why does the idf not get the hamas treatment of reminding everyone that theyre biased before treating their words as law, like they havent been caught bold-faced lying again and again?

[percabeth4life]

Thanks for the updates! I don’t want to spread misinformation so I’ll go ahead and delete the post.

I'm glad to help.

I do think playing with the possibilities of reincarnation is a lot of fun mind you, I play with it in my fics too. It just doesn't have much mythological support lol. There may be some philosophical support of course, but I'm not the *most* educated on all the various philosophers of Ancient Greece, haven't made them a focus yet beyond what I studied in rhetoric.

I do wanna talk to your professor sometime cause I'm wondering what his sources are for the Achilles stuff and Thetis mythology. I know the Metis myth fits what he claims of Thetis but no source I've read on Thetis mentions the prophecy the way he mentioned it.

Anyways, I do hope you have fun with your fic idea? I mean, idk if you plan to write it lol but if you do that would be an interesting play. I do enjoy playing with reincarnation (my fav is Pallas reincarnating as Percy).

[rouge-fauna]

I think you’re talking about these posts [here & here], I don’t know if there have been others.

I'm not gonna say what I did was right, you are correct I should probably just not respond to asks getting me to talk about other people. I will say for these two posts those people had already blocked me I’m pretty sure, so it’s kinda hard to talk directly to them in that case. And I was not doing so anonymously and had not blocked them so I wasn’t hiding what I was saying. I did not follow them, I am not part of the innitor community, and not that that makes it right but I do think it is kinda different. Though you make a good point, perhaps we should stop this pattern of responding to asks about other blogs and such.

Still, the biggest thing to me I realized, back in elementary school when I first dealt with this, was that honestly all the time we talk about people behind their back. Talking about people when they aren’t always in the room is kinda just inevitable and part of socializing, however I think the important part is how you are talking about other people. It’s when you are insulting them, talking negatively about them to people they know, spreading false information and so on that it becomes not okay. Hopefully that makes sense.

In these cases I merely focused on the lore. I didn’t insult them or talk shit about them, as a person, as a blog or say their takes were stupid or they are stupid or speculate about their trauma or mental history. I just talked about reasons why I disagreed, or saw things differently and why we might see things differently. They were also not the only ones I saw to say similar things so I think in my mind I was making more of a general discussion, not trying to target them specifically. I didn’t post beyond that about them. But you are right, regardless it was probably not the right way to go about things.

But just to be clear, if I am a hypocrite it is not my intention. I haven’t vague blogged anyone or meant to vague reblog anyone. I think this week is pretty much the first time I’ve ever been not naming, passive aggressively talking about blogs, and even then I’m not trying to insult them, trying to cancel them. I’m just expressing that before you go off about how I’m stupid and unable to have a discussion about it, the very least you could’ve done was give me an opportunity to try.

[molluskzone]

and hmmmm maybe i will continue to Instigate. i have talked about the concept of "pick me girls" before on this blog and why i don't like it. and i truly genuinely with all my heart believe that women complaining about "pick mes" are infinitely MORE of a "pick me" than the women they target. you can only repeat the same stuff for so long before you're just seething over nothing, yeah? and honestly, if you're going to claim to be feminist about it, i don't think it's very feminist to claim that everything a woman does, she does because she wants to get "picked" by a man. why do you think men are so special that everything you do needs to revolve around getting one? if a woman is doing something genuinely misogynist, you can call her a misogynist. because a lot of the time when i see whining about "pick mes" its not even a woman whos trying to get men to like her by tearing down other women. it's just a woman who like, thinks makeup is stupid (not misogynistic OR inherently pick-me behavior, because women do not pop out of the womb with a full face), or think girly things are frivolous (maybe you can call her a BITCH but you can't call her a misogynistic pick me girl for that alone). also the "pick me" concept being named after being PICKED (by men) just leads me to this idea that you're not actually mad about her tearing down other women, youre mad about the appeal to MEN since that is what's being centered in your language! and what's more "pick me behavior" than that?

[midoshinoteto]

generally this website is so much better than twitter EXCEPT when it comes to election stuff apparently i need people to stop putting fuckass takes on my dash

[lakesandquarries]

i could make one of those cute interactive threads on twitter just with stuff from my own life and the thought is making me feel really good about myself lol

[dxxtruction]

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[timeisacephalopod]

Why do right wingers go on and ON about "father's in the home" when fathers are basically useless in the home? Like every year I see posts that go around about "dad finding out about what I got for Christmas" and it's like if fathers are so uninvolved they don't even know what Christmas gifts their kids are getting I don't think them being gone does much?? Like of course there's good and bad parents of all genders, but traditional gender roles- which the aforementioned right wingers ascribe to- mean men do jack fucking squat in the house OR anything with their kids so what the hell do right wingers think men are doing that's so important in the home if it's none of the childrearing or house work??

All I've got in this framework is a paycheque and these days women work so men wouldn't even be contributing something women DON'T, so I have no idea what these people think men are doing that it's so irreplaceable that being gone is damaging to children when by all means under their ideas of gender and family men are less than useless to their family. Women do all that work (and barring that, DAUGHTERS do more parental work than fathers so them being gone does what, exactly, except maybe rid the family of an overgrown child? Men who actually contribute are the ones families would be damaged without, not traditional men who probably don't even know how to do their own laundry OR cook or have any life skills because women have done everything for them their whole lives so???)

[charlesemersonwinchesteriii]

Had a MASSIVE crush on you for years, still think of you fondly. Love the MASHposting

This is such a nice and sweet ask and I'm so incredibly grateful that you generously took time out of your day to be so kind. It means a lot and just from this small interaction I know you must be a very warm, caring person. Truly, humbly, thank you so much. <3

but also real quick no jokes if u have a moment if its not too much trouble or too intrusive a question could u tell me real quick why did u stop having a crush on me please tell me what happened did you find someone else did I do something wrong why didn't you tELL ME PLEASE WAIT COME BACK PLEASE WHAT DID I DO I CAN FIX IT I PROMISE PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPSLEALSEPLEAESSEEEEEE

[macchiatosdumptruck]

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[snekdood]

really funny my abusive ex engages in invalidating my identity, especially since thats what they accuse me of doing to them. its almost like you made that up and just wanted an excuse to invalidate me.