#fuck you Ryan

[weepin-willo]

Had a veritable Customer Service Saga™ today

[andreawritesit]

Jace and Baela's chemistry is being wasted...

[brobietumbles]

fuck you ryan

[the-winchesters-wear-prada]

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[lonelyhumanoid]

I’ve been thinking about the person I dated before my ex gf. All I can think about is how much I want him to suffer. He had everything in life. I’ve lost almost everything. I’ve busted my ass and have gotten nothing while he breezed through and got everything. Why does HE deserve to dump me and get rewarded while I’m left to suffer? I was vulnerable with him and he left me right after I told him about my past. He broke my heart so bad it led me to falling for the first person to give me attention, and that person was my abuser.

I want him to hurt. I want to see him cry. Or worse.

[attractive-nuisance-esq]

hey so like does everyone know that Like A Prayer is most definitely a song about going down on someone?? like is the younger generation aware? did you guys know that Wade and Logan’s two pivotal scenes were set to a song about how blowing someone can be a religious experience?????? because this is Very Important information

[danitheclown]

i was joking when I said the husband was fucking his secretary but💀

the asshole is fucking her when he has a whole wife at home wtf is wrong with him

Part 2 of Neighbor!Johnny!

(Feeling a bit ✨naughty✨ this Christmas Eve so… here.)

After the fight with Ryan, you try to keep your distance from Johnny — keep the peace and all that. The more you think about the accusations your husband made… the more that guilty pit in your stomach grows.

It’s all been platonic, at least on your end. Sure, you let Johnny get away with a bit more than the average stranger, but he’s a good friend! Nothing you wouldn’t let one of your other friends do. (Even if you would find the lingering touches and general disregard for personal space a little strange from someone else.)

Sure, you have a suspicion every now and then that Johnny has more than platonic feelings for you… but they’re fleeting. Every time you worry that he’s about to cross a line, he always draws away from it. Evens out his smile, break his gaze, drops his hand. You’re close, that’s all.

But… if it’s bothering your husband. Well, you’re obligated to take that into account, aren’t you?

Even if you ache, missing your friend. Missing his silly little jokes, his cheeky grin. Miss his company while you do laundry, a helping hand in the yard, even just someone to chat with over podcasts and tv shows.

Hell, you miss hugs. Ryan’s never been big on… affection. Especially not in public.

(Barely in the house, either, really. You’ve tried talking to him about it. He swears he loves you, he just doesn’t show affection that way. You struggle to figure out why that’s so with you when he has no problem hugging his mother, sister, hell, even his secretary.

Actually… you struggle to figure out how he shows you affection. So you’ve stopped trying to figure it out at.)

But Johnny. Oh, Johnny is just so sweet to you. A hug when he greets you, a hug before he leaves. A kiss to your cheek when you hand him a drink or a snack. A hand on your hip when he leans past you to get things from high shelves. Nudges to your thighs during good parts of shows.

You miss it. Him. The friendship you’ve built in your too-quiet home, where the other neighbors seem to like your husband so much more than you.

“What’s goin’ on, hen?” Johnny asks one morning. You’ve been keeping coffee dates meetups on the porch. Which is almost worse, because it’s cold and you find yourself cuddling up to the heat he exudes like a furnace. “Hardly seen you in a month; miss my best girl.”

“Sorry, Johnny,” you sigh, rubbing at your face. Ryan’s been working late most days this week, comes in so late and wakes you up. “Just… Ryan, ya know.”

His jaw tightens, eyes flashing dangerously. You’re reminded suddenly, inexplicably, of just what Johnny does for a living. How often you’ve seen him just back home with blood still buried in his nail beds.

“Dinnae, hen,” he replies. “What about ‘im?”

You fidget, eyes on your half-empty mug. It feels wrong, admitting relationship quibbles to someone outside of family. You used to have a policy that marriage matters should stay within the marriage. But… it’s hard when it feels like you’re the only one working on the marriage. It’s a lot of work to do alone.

“He just… he doesn’t think it’s proper,” you admit, “how… how often you’re over. How close we are.”

“That so?”

You hunch your shoulders, feeling wrong. Feeling guilty for a whole new reason; for disappointing Johnny.

“Look at me, bonnie?”

He has to tip your chin up with his hand to get you to meet his eyes. His expression is softer than you expect.

“What about you, eh?”

“Me…?” You blink, peering up at him through your lashes.

“Yer feelings are all I care about, hen.”

“Johnny,” you sigh, trying to reprimand, but sound more pleading instead. He shakes your head a bit, gently; his own reprimand.

“Answer me, bonnie.”

“I like spending time with you,” you whisper.

The corners of his mouth twitch up as he hums.

“‘Course ye do,” he hums, “‘n I like spendin’ time with you. It’s not fair of ‘im, is it?”

You blink, brows pulling together in confusion. Johnny continues, the thumb on your chin gently stroking.

“Not fair of ‘im to keep you all cooped up here, come home so late, neglect ye when he is around,” he coos. “And now he’s tellin’ you to keep away from your best friend.”

He tsks, that dangerous glint in his eyes again.

“Wastin’ his tongue for bullshite when he should be usin’ it to lick your pretty pussy.”

Your mouth drops open, shock and heat flooding you hotly. “Johnny!” You gasp, scandalized.

He finally cracks a grin again. “Tell me I’m wrong, bonnie, ‘m not! When’s the last time he worked you over the way you deserve, huh? When’s the last time he made you squirt all over your sheets?”

You shove at him and then cover your burning face, trying not to squirm. Can’t answer because it would be proving him right and you don’t want to encourage his scandalous teasing.

“Bet he’d try to make you change ‘em even if he did,” Johnny grumbles, shaking his head. “Disgraceful. You ought to be put to sleep on a nice, thick cock.”

Whack!

“Oi! What was that fer?!”

“You’re being a creep, Johnny!” Your stern tone in undercut by your embarrassed laughter. “Quit talking about my shitty sex life.”

“So it is shitty!”

“Shut up!”

When a discreet box shows up at your door two days later, you know exactly who it’s from.

…that doesn’t stop you from using the (shockingly detailed and realistic) dildo inside the packaging.

[i-am-simply-here]

My boss (he's like 40) found out I've never been to a club or even a bar and he started making fun of me 😭

He was like "my fun years were 18-25 and you're almost there and haven't done anything"

DAMN you didn't need to say that to me

My boss literally did "she should be at the club" at me.

Then he was like "you're literally invincible at this age" (he knows I'm chronically ill) and I said "um not me" and this asshole responds "yeah I knew it the moment it came out of my mouth 😕 whomp whomp"

I am going to quit this job man the disrespect!!

[brainrotcharacters]

the easy grip on the knife. the leg over the seat. the hand over the other seat. the sassy "come get it" move. you know the bitch is smiling behind that mask even as he said the line.

[andreawritesit]

I edited this earlier this week when I was in my Daemyra feels. RIP Canon Daemyra. I love you.

[andreawritesit]

YOU TELL HER!

Harry Collett as Prince Jacaerys Velaryon House of the Dragon | 2.04 "The Red Dragon and the Gold"

[trans-pilled]

genuinely cannot imagine dickriding the watcher guys the way some of you have been. like they made a bad business decision! they alienated their audience! they made jokes about "eating the rich" and then one of their owners turned around and bought a tesla! they said they'd pull all their old content off youtube and then immediately backpedaled and started gaslighting the people who noticed it! they're just guys on the internet, they're not your friends and they are not anti-capitalists. they just want money and they don't care about their primarily young/international/non-wealthy audience.

[heathermason1983]

What. I do NOT like that shithead kid in the boys season 3

[qyburnsghost]

Not Hugh Hammer having a fucking wife, kids, house and side plot but they had no time for Nettles, who actually has a canon plot with a beginning, middle, and end and it involves one or more main characters so no extra time will be wasted like this fucking turn cloak.

[andreawritesit]

Exactly! How tf does Rhaenyra trust her so easily? Where's your common sense girl?? I won't be surprised if Mysaria ends up betraying her. It will be well deserved.

Why is everyone assuming that if someone doesn't like the kiss scene, it's because of Rhaenyra being bi?

My problem with this scene is that it's with Mysaria. Rhaenyra knows her for about 2-3 weeks (or whatever time has passed). All she knows is that Mysaria was selling information to Otto for many years (around 20 years!), helped to usurp her throne which led to Rhaenyra's miscarriage and the death of her son, and is an ex-sex worker (prostitutes in this world are very skilled manipulators and opportunists). Instead of just using her for information, she's elevating her to her most trusted advisor (in just a week of sweet talking!). She's undermining all the people in her council and even her son, the heir to the Iron Throne. It's common sense not to trust Mysaria. If the showrunners want to tell us that Rhaenyra is gullible, likes simple flattery, feeble, and (frankly speaking) stupid, then go ahead… but they should have presented her differently in S1. Mysaria has the biggest plot armor in this show.

[mischievous-thunder]

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