#dealing with a manchild

[rvllybllply2014]

Damn I’m so tired nasty abusive stuff under the cut

Manchild got fired from his job a couple of days ago. He’s basically on a bender and he can’t go to his moms cause his sister has a friend living over there temporarily. Tonight I offered to take him to get his water that he so desperately wanted but along with getting water also got more beer which he proceeded to open and drink while having other beer containers in my car and one opened one sitting in my cup holder. He asked to go to Burger King and I said sure as long as you quit talking/shut up/ just be quiet he refused to do that so I gave him one more chance as I drove down the side street to do as I asked he still refused to so I drove past it and in typical manchild fashion he threatens to beat my face in and wreck my car all the while blaming me for not getting him his food. Btw he has food here that will be going bad soon. I gave him one more chance to just stop talking he refused so I drove home. Once in the garage he tried to push me out my car and when that didn’t work he grabbed my wrist hard enough or probably leave a bruise and also twisted it. I’ve locked him and his dog out of the room. I’m tired of his abusive shit but I don’t know how to get away from it. It’s been years of emotional/physical/verbal/financial abuse and it’s honestly embarrassing. Oh yeah his excuse for drinking so much is he just lost his job, and he gets mad when I flinch when he makes sudden movements. I think he tries to gaslight me by asking me when he’s ever hurt me but gets mad when I point it out. He also claims that I’m the abusive one he I hit back after he’s already hit me.

[mycityourworld]

Fighting under the cut and illness talked about

Manchild is at it again. He thinks just because he bought the food that I’m cooking for us while severely sick I should drop down and kiss the ground that he’s walking on. Like no I had high fevers yesterday to the point of the 80+°f weather felt cold and my head was so stuffed up I could barely walk and got nauseous in the car. Add on to the fact that I didn’t eat anything except a handful of chips and barely drank anything, all that to say I’m still weak and was shaking making the food. Oh yeah and this all while he’s pressuring me to say I feel better so he doesn’t feel bad for making cook,run the food down to him, and clean the kitchen all by myself. Like I’m having to take several breaks and have been cooking for 2 hours now because guess what I have no fucking energy. Plus he got mad at me because I peed downstairs in the bathroom and washed my hands but according to him I was doing sketchy shit but I have a food handlers license from my state and I don’t fuck with peoples food like that nor would I ever think about doing it. But he’s worked around sketch ass people and thinks that’s how everyone does it. Send help I’m sick and weak and feel like I’m this 31 year olds mom.

[malvo-ish]

[thesweetnessofspring]

I know that in the 2000s storylines just ran different on TV shows and the new CW was downplaying what ASP brought to Gilmore Girls so she had to walk away, but I still can't forgive Amy for putting Luke and Lorelai into the situations she did in S6 and destroying their relationship. Her giving the middle finger to the CW with that S6 finale really just screwed over the fans and her characters instead.

[gaydogmarriage]

ppl are always depicting cyno in fanon as a comic relief annoying idiot partner to tighnari that cannot read the room and is always making him angry and yeah he doesn't have the best social skills and doesn't understand other people that well, but he knows that. and he also knows tighnari well enough to know that if he truly was annoyed with his behavior to the point of getting angry, he would shut that shit down real quick. he's not the type of person to just sit there and take it if he's genuinely bothered, i think. cyno's just putting himself out there without letting himself be paralyzed by his own shortcomings or insecurities, and it's pretty clear tighnari doesn't want him to repress himself either.

if anything, i can see tighnari being the one with an annoying habit in private that he has 0 self awareness about because he's so used to being the one dealing with other people's bullshit that he may not realize when he's the culprit for once, and cyno is too much of an unbothered king to say anything about it, and too madly in love to stay annoyed for long lol

[themanwhowouldbefruit]

i hate how both of my parent's retirement plan is "idk i will just die" like y'all don't even like each other enough to plan a joint suicide

[filmfactors]

since nobita is lazy, he should have married suneo

I would not wish that upon Suneo ever.

[milf-harrington]

in todays episode of Step Dad Hate Club, i just spent 20 minutes stuck outside while i was trying to avoid him which lead to me barefoot and ready to climb the side gate to get around through the front door until i heard him go back inside

[a-shrieking-cloud-of-bats]

just chiming in to say that yes apparently tumblr is harvesting a fuckton of data with tumblr live and this is a universal social media thing

so like if you want to use non mastodon social media you’re fucked in any case

tumblr is not uniquely terrible in this sense

okay actually taking my sabbatical

[rvllybllply2014]

How the fuck is a drunk idiot who puts a lighter up to MY FUCKING EAR AND ACTUALLY LIGHTS SAY THAT IT DIDNT ACTUALLY SCORH ME????

Also learn fucking proper English and how to correctly use words, calling me illiterate and a scary cat when I say stop and prove him wrong constantly. Also trying to steal my keys while drunk? Yeah right

[mycityourworld]

Lmao my abusive boyfriend who I call manchild is butt hurt saying that I’ve posted his name and how his family would hate me for telling the truth about him

[cosyteabreak]

Not me scaring myself by getting a news push notification about fen raft spiders numbers booming. In exactly the sort of environment I'm fucking surrounded by.

Look, I'm still jittery about facing off the giant house spider in our tiny bathroom (locked in, might I add, with the little cunt between me and the door with just a hilariously light toothbrush as a weapon) last year, and the two incidents of a spider running across the bed while I was dozing at the old place (but no, ex just had to finish his game round before he could come help - no wonder I developed my "scream and then fucking nail it with throwing something heavy" method to deal with them) so now I'm considering just vinegar spraying the whole fucking room to be able to sleep in peace.

"as big as rats" "as big as your palm" .... No. There's already a fucking picture in the notifications can we please not also lead with descriptions like this? 😱 Plus, they're fast and they jump 💀

[jupiter-reimagined]

Gnawing at the bars of my enclosure now because of that image. Oh I saw that image so clearly.

welp. good. at least im not suffering alone then

[confused-beany]

Pray for your girl I'm Burning all the bridges with family (I live under said bridges)

[slimyweed]

i am so tired of passive aggression, just tell me!! most man action ever like hellooo u wannna uhh communicate??

[burning-fcols]

"Heyyyy wassup Mikey!" Adam storms in Michael's training studio unannounced and unceremoniously barrels into the lithe warrior, picking him up and giving him a nougie, similar to what he did back in Eden in that short period of time after Lilith and Lucifer left. Sorry, not sorry Michael, you have to deal with this manchild. - ✧ ˖ ˙ 「 @meansman 」 ˙ ˖ ✧

「 ☆ 」 Chest heaving from an overexertion that makes every muscle burn as if on fire, blue hues are nothing but ice as they behold the training dummy before him. Ripped beyond recognition thanks to a heavenly blade, any foe would have long fallen… Michael, however, has yet to be satisfied. So this imaginary adversary— standing steadfast in the place of Sera Heaven Samael Lucifer Sinners —must suffer even longer, MERCY not a virtue found within Michael’s training studio. Wiping mussed locks from a sweat-slicked forehead, fingers then flex upon the hilt as he reaffirms his grip.

Preparing for another strike, focus is shattered thanks to an all-too-familiar voice. Startled by the sudden intrusion, sword clatters to the ground as he hastily lets go— disappearing in a flash of stardust-infused light —barely having enough time to ditch the weapon before he’s unceremoniously swept up by overbearing arms. With an undignified yelp, the small angel now dangles from Adam’s hold. Going limp with a huff, rosey cheeks dust gold in what he hopes is interpreted as indignation. Not the best look for someone of Michael’s position, but still better than the true source of his change of color.

Grumbling under his breath as fluffy hair is further disrupted ( so what if it was already messy? it’s the principle of the matter ) , he aims a practiced unimpressed look up at Adam. ❝ Michael. ❞ He insists, the composed ❛ authority ❜ in his tone rather comical considering the situation. Frankly, he's aware Adam isn’t the sort to forgo nicknames merely because he’s told. If anything, he could dig in harder. But the small warrior insists nonetheless. He used to hesitate on the matter, figuring it would be a show of ego to put so much importance on what he prefers to be called…

Then Michael decided it was fine. Heaven had bestowed the name upon him, after all. So it’s not unreasonable to defend it from being butchered.

With the retort taken care of, a whisper of a smile dares to hint Michael’s features. Alone save for Adam, the angel gives in to the urge to partake in a bit of teasing of his own… Albeit under the guise of a lesson. In a blinding flash, Michael swiftly switches to a smaller creature. A golden-winged butterfly, resplendent as the sparks trailing behind it, easily free of Adam’s hold as it swoops up and behind in hardly any time at all. Poofing back into his proper form behind the larger angel, Michael attempts to use the momentum of his fall to playfully tackle Adam to the ground. At the very least, he figures he might cling onto the other man’s back. A far more advantageous position than being trapped in his arms. 「 ☆ 」