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benjaycaptain · 3 years ago

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as i said before i enjoy reading new ships and it gave me a good opportunity to get a feel for what you might like for your gift. i am still in the brainstorming stages lmao. really enjoyed how you wrote ben! i feel like people definitely underestimate him a lot, but he doesn’t mind too much since he likes surprising people.

i don’t know much about ballets aside from the nutcracker but i hope you get to go at some point! i haven’t been going to a lot of social events lately either for the same reason.

i’m a big movie fan too, though i haven’t seen a lot of the ones you listed. definitely need to look up more of the older ones. i really love the muppets christmas carol, actually did a rewatch of that recently. the nutcracker and the four realms was really pretty, though i was disappointed that clara and the nutcracker didn’t end up together. how the grinch stole christmas is always a fun one and elf! it’s been a while since i watched the santa clause. i’m definitely due for a rewatch. taking notes so i can watch more of these this month, thanks for the recs!

i’ve been on a cheesy romantic christmas movie binge lately. have you seen single all the way on netflix? it’s an adorable gay christmas romantic comedy (finally!) and has all the feel-good holiday vibes and romcom tropes. i’m really a sucker for friends to lovers stories.

ooh, actually that’s a good question for you! what are some of your favorite tropes to read about or watch in shows/movies?

and i’ve got to say i am both a halloween queer and a christmas queer. i just love all the decorations and dressing up for the occasion. my list of favorite halloween movies is so long (probably as long as your christmas movie list lmao). i like a little spooky but not super scary.

-gifter anon

oh yes, i usually never start actually writing for this exchange until like a week before christmas lmao i always go back and worth with what i wanna write, and i am indecision personified xD

funnily enough, i think my most favorite gift fic i've written for this exchange was the mal/carlos fic. tho, getting to write jay/jane was a nice highlight as well lmao

single all the way is on my list! [i'm very slow to watch new things sometimes] but it's up next after i finish watching centaurworld today. and then after that is klaus, which i should've seen long ago weh

oh man. it's hard for me to take about tropes in a non fandom sense, cause mainstream does it a bit differently. i love devouring disaster/apocalypse/survival movies tho that fight to live

OKAY WAIT PAUSE. i was typing this reply as i was marathoning centaurworld, right, and now i have finished the series and i am emotionally distraught!!! that last episode what the actual fuck. this is now one of my new favorite shows lmao i mean, it's got most of the good shit: it's a musical, smooth af animation, zany over the top silliness that belies trauma depth and soul, a Very good corruption arc, self discovery, Found Family and the Power of Friendship, just the Right amount of Fucking Creepy, a tragic villain done right, death not equaling redemption nor forgiveness, actually funny lines/bits, and so much more!

okay i'll stop now i already know i'm gonna be thinking about this damn show for the next few weeks lmao

but! other things that make me go feral: undying loyalty for better or for worse, fake dating, Humanity is Inherently Good [i cannot stand humans are the real monster things], meet cutes, friends to lovers, opposite worlds [or interspecies] friendship/romance, omgosh the cinderella story lmao i am such a slut for cinderella stories/adaptations [except that crap amazon one; like, seriously, for me to not like something cinderella you'd have to be actively trying to make a shit version], band of misfits, loner and or jaded cynic learning to embrace parenthood type emotions and responsibilities and Love again [or any type of Loving Emotions, doesn't have to be for a child they accidentally acquired/adopted/saved/whatever], most fantasy elements stuffs, annnnd idk i feel like i'm rambling and not actually answering the question lmao

i think i used to be more halloween oriented, but that was only when i was a kid? i don't do candy now, i'm too lazy for dressing up, and i'm too much of a wuss. i think my only must see halloween movies are hocus pocus, nightmare before christmas, the halloweentown movies, under wraps [1997, haven't seen the remake yet], and the little vampire [2000], which isn't really a halloween movie but ya know lol

#shippy speaks #i really must apologize because again i am just a rambly bitch lmao #gifter anon

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madzilla84 · 4 years ago

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hi i went through your ace tag and it was rlly comforting in a way. can i ask when u knew or how to deal (if its not to invasive!) thx

Hi anon! I’m glad you liked the posts - I know I can be pretty iffy at tagging so I’ll make sure to keep everything there if I can :)

It’s not invasive at all! The answer’s very long though, lol, because it’s me, so I put it under the read more.

I talked a bit about this in my post last year with the clumsy metaphor for my II denim jacket as sexuality, so if you read that then I might be repeating myself a bit, apologies.

The very short answer is that on some level I’ve always known, and I handled it Extremely Badly lmao. Don’t do what I did. Which was mostly nothing. XD

The longer, proper answer - I knew I was in some way Different when I found myself completely bewildered by the crushes my friends developed when we became tweens/teenagers. Like a lot of queer people, I selected my Pretend Crush and dutifully put up his poster in my locker (Noah Wyle from ER; I thought he had pretty eyes). I thought everyone else was just doing it to be cool, as well, in the same sort of way everyone pretended to love [insert name of popular band here] to save face at school.

But like, we got older, and people started making out and hooking up with Real Boys at parties, and still - I felt nothing. You’re a late bloomer, many people told me. I thought maybe I could be gay, if I had no attraction to men - but then I wasn’t attracted to women, either, so couldn’t be that. So what, then, I wondered? You can’t be nothing.

OR CAN YOU??? XD

I got to university-ish age, and around that time I went online and heard the term ‘asexual’ for the first time, and stumbled across AVEN; read the definition and thought, yep, that sounds very familiar. But the problem is, finding something out about yourself doesn’t mean you accept it, or like it, or even really believe it. I wondered then if it was actually a real thing, and not something someone on the internet had made up to make themselves feel better, because there was actually something wrong with them, and thus, with me?

I came home for Christmas during my first (only. lol whoops) year of college and brought up the subject with a small group of acquaintances at a New Years party (I’d had quite a bit to drink), and the reaction was - depressingly predictable.

That’s not a thing.

I can’t imagine that.

That sounds awful.

God, no sex? I’d rather be dead.

Have you even tried it? You need to try it.

That can’t be natural.

Okay, I get it, I thought, not bringing that up again.

And, the thing was, because I wasn’t in a relationship, or dating, or looking to, it was sort of - a non-subject. I had no prying family members asking about my love life. My true friends were unfazed by whatever I did or didn’t do (and still are, they’re good eggs), so it was just - something I never had to think about. In my mind, it was just another thing about me that made me weird and an outsider and that I didn’t belong anywhere or with anyone. (All not true! But that was then.)

And unfortunately it took me about 15 years to start to properly deal with it. Yikes. Such a long time - it’s not even about missed opportunities for dating because I’m still not looking to do that, but more about - accepting that it’s a real part of me and is okay and *good* actually and not just a peculiarity to avoid thinking about at all costs. Acceptance seemed unattainable, let alone the idea of being *proud* of it? Ha! Unthinkable. The best thing to do was just to - pretend it didn’t exist. Why poke that bruise, I thought?

I was always in this weird kind of limbo with the LGBT community - like, I felt on some level like I should be there? But at the same time, I felt like an outsider. (For many of the same reasons people to this day will tell you aces/aros don’t belong. All wrong.) I got really into queer films etc as a teen, I went to gay bars with friends and joined the uni LGBT society … and felt uncomfortable almost all the time. (I know *now* that’s because I was *still* trying to be something I wasn’t and wasn’t being honest with myself or anyone else, on any level. And a lot of the club nights we went to were basically about hooking up, which is fine and all but absolutely Not what I was looking for, and made me feel even more out of place. Why don’t I want to do that? What’s wrong with me?)

But fortunately, the world is quite a different place now, and I don’t think it’s quite so bad now for younger folks because people are talking about it *so* much more; there’s so much more help and support. And I know everyone bitches about social media but it didn’t exist when I was a teenager and there are so many ace/aro people and resources to connect with now!! We’re still made fun of almost constantly *at best* and excluded a ton and erased etc etc, but it *is* getting better. Even for us older folks still figuring it out. :)

I don’t mind admitting that Dan’s video was a huge help. (Albeit a very painful one. Part of why that video was so tough for me to watch, and still is, is that some of it hit a bit too close to home, you know? I didn’t experience the bullying he did, nor the fame, but many things were deeply recognisable.) That sort of tore the scab off (bit gross, sorry), whether I liked it or not, and made me look at it properly for the first time … well, ever, really. The period of time directly after that was - very raw, for me.

The phandom really helped, too; it’s a very accepting and welcoming community and there are actually lots of ace people! Which is awesome! Maybe I *am* a real person! ;)

So many little things helped too. I met a friend for lunch in January and she got me a glass ace flag pendant as a gift; I couldn’t believe it. I’ve felt able to bring it up with a few people outside my closest friends - eg. a couple of colleagues - and was heartened by their responses. I know they didn’t 100% get it, and that’s okay, but they were interested and open to listening and that meant a lot. I went to Pride last year and had a great time, and the first person who spoke to me there asked me where I got my ace pin. :_) (I’d been once before, in 2015, and I hated it; I felt uncomfortable and disingenuous and like I didn’t belong there, and yet I knew deep down I wasn’t technically just there as an ‘ally’.) Even Dan’s little tiny offhand mention in his mermaids stream! I was like, yeah, we do exist!

It’s all sort of had the fringe benefit of feeling happier and better about being open about it, like joining the LGBT network at work and - you know, just taking little steps. (anyone wanting to start with me that aces/aros don’t belong in LGBT spaces can catch my tiny hands) I saw an ace lanyard at Vidcon and thought ‘yay!’ rather than being uncomfortable to wear it, partly because I thought about how happy I would be to see someone else wearing one.

I don’t know what the rest of this ‘journey’s going to look like, I just know that over the last year I’ve gotten mostly to a place where I can say I *like* being ace, because it’s actually just what I am in the same way I have brown hair or am short, and not some weird deviance from Being Normal that I Must! Hide! At All Costs! That might sound simple but it was a hard place to get to. (thanks Mr Fire, I guess)

I hope this ramble made *some* sense and answered your question in some way! Feel free to send any more questions :)

#anon asks #ace tag #mad.txt #long post #this looks really whack on mobile but should still be readable :/#we love a functional website

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linaofthemyscira · 7 years ago

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Puppies Are Forever

Pairing: Older!Damian Wayne x Platonic!Reader

Words: 1828

Prompt: Puppies Are Forever by Sia//Christmas

Warnings: Damian….plus puppers…the ultimate fluff

A/N aw FUCKLES I’m like cramming this in like 2 days before Xmas lmao. This is my FIRST Damian fic damn, and he’s like 16-ish. I hope you guys enjoy this!

Christmastime was such a big thing for Gotham. There was a ginormous tree-lighting ceremony in front of city hall and buildings always decorated with playful color lights or elegant white lights. Damian’s father, Bruce Wayne, had always gone with those classy white lights, because well, that’s just the way he was.

Since the family celebrated both Hanukkah and Christmas, the manor was always decorated more colorfully. Stephanie and Dick were on the house decorating committee, along with Alfred and Duke because they were the only two who “appreciated decorating the most out of the family”. Jason and (also) Alfred were on cooking duty, Cass and Babs made sure no one opened the presents early, and Damian…well he never really had a job. Or technically, never was assigned one. Tim was never assigned a job either, but that was only because he never stopped working. One year he wasn’t even seen throughout Hanukkah and Christmas because he was working a case.

Damian didn’t mind that he had no specific job, that meant he got to spend more time with you. He enjoyed spending time with you because you simply made his life more bright. You made him forget about the anger he would have certain days, you comforted him when he was down, and you appreciated that he had a deep appreciation for animals. You two were inseparable. Jason would always poke fun about when Damian would just ask you out already, but you always laughed and shrugged it off while he would start arguing with Jason.

In order to avoid that (awkward) conversation this year, Damian kept you as far from the manor as possible. Since you lived in the city, he would pick you up and take you to explore all the corners of Gotham (that were the safest). You still had no clue Damian was Robin, and he intended to keep it that way. He had observed his older brother’s relationships with commoners like you and all the stops they’d have to pull out in order to keep that person safe. He even observed his father. And by now, he was 16, he knew the rules. For him, it was common sense. So he kept you in the dark.

Which…was quite ironic because right at this very moment, you were walking through a tunnel of lights in the park. They were strung up on the trees, twinkling brightly like the stars.

“Wow, this is incredible,” you looked all around you in wonder.

“I always enjoy coming to the park during this time of year, especially because of this tunnel,” Damian commented.

“Really? Why is that?” You turned to him.

“It’s just very relaxing,” he shrugged.

“Ah that’s right, you have a crazy family,” You grinned.

“Crazy does not even begin to explain my family, Y/N. I am guessing that right now, Pennyworth and Todd are cooking something and Grayson is trying to eat some of it. Drake has most likely fallen asleep at his computer, and Stephanie is trying to prevent Alfred the cat and Titus from destroying the decorations she spent months creating,” Damian explained.

“Huh,” you nodded. “And your dad?”

Damian visibly scrunched his nose and reached up to scratch the back of his neck.

“I don’t know,” he stuck his hands in his pockets and frowned at the ground.

“Working maybe?” you asked.

“Perhaps,” Damian looked at you and shrugged, though he was thinking of Bruce’s other job. You linked your arm in Damian’s and laid your head on his shoulder. He was a little taken aback but went with it.

“Don’t worry, Dami, he’ll come home. I know he will,” you said softly. Damian smiled to himself at your comforting words.

Thank God he had you.

As the night was ending, Damian escorted you home. This time he took you down a different path, a shortcut he discovered while he was patrolling one night as Robin.

Damian knew you loved animals as well, but you didn’t have any pets because your family’s landlord didn’t allow pets into the building. So when you passed a pet store with puppies in the window and you stopped to look at them, he immediately figured out what to get you for Christmas.

“oH MY GOD! Damian look at these super cute puppies!” you squealed as your eyes lit up like the lights that decorated the Gotham Christmas tree.

“They are adorable,” he said with a small smile.

“Oh, I wonder how much…that one is.” you pointed to one of the puppies that was calmer than the other ones in the pen. The puppy looked up at you and immediately started wagging its tail in excitement. “He’s so cute, ugh. I need him.”

“That, I agree with. You are in dire need of a canine,” He spoke.

“A canine. Damian, you can chill out for one second and call it a dog.” you raised an eyebrow with a smile. He loved that expression because it always meant you were amused by his actions.

“Fine. You do need a dog,” he restated.

“I do. I hate our landlord for not letting us have one.” you agonized. Damian came up with a brilliant plan right on the spot and internally happy danced.

“Y/N, come on, let’s go,” Damian tore you away from the window.

“GOODBYE PUPPY! I LOVE YOU!” you shouted as Damian tugged you down the street.

After a few more minutes of walking, Damian finally got you home in one piece. After your mother opened the door to let you in, you turned to Damian to say goodbye for the evening, even though you knew you’d be texting him sometime within the hour.

“Thanks for taking me out again, Dami,” you beamed at him.

“It was nothing, Y/N. I always enjoy spending time with you.” He said but started blushing when he realized what he said.

“I enjoy spending time with you, Damian,” your smile became more gentle.

“Would you like to come over to the manor on Christmas?” Damian suddenly blurted out. You widened your eyes in response but ended up nodding.

“Of course,” you told him.

“Naturally, whenever you can come over. I know family is important–” Damian started to ramble.

“No, Damian, its okay, I can come over. Thank you,” you told him.

“Anytime, Y/N,” he offered a smile, yet toothy smile, which he rarely did.

“I guess I’ll see you on Christmas then.”

“Okay. Have a good night, Y/N.”

“You too, Damian.”

And with that, you closed the door.

Come Christmas Day, and after all of the presents were unwrapped, you had arrived at the manor door, bearing a gift for Damian and a courtesy one for Alfred for always being so nice to you.

“Please, Y/N, come in, it must be freezing outside,” Alfred ushered you inside.

“Hi, Alfred. I got this for you,” You handed Alfred a small-ish box, to which he was surprised.

“Why thank you, Y/N,” he nodded gracefully. “Master Damian is in the family room.”

“Thank you, Alfred, you’re the best,” you winked and headed off to the family room to join Damian.

He was manspreading in his usual chair, with his usual uninterested look on his face, but when you walked in, he sat up his expression morphed into a much happier one.

“Y/N!” he exclaimed. The only family members left in the room (Alfred, Bruce, Dick, Babs, and Duke) all turned to look at you.

“Hi everybody!” you greeted as you waved.

“Hello, Y/N,” Bruce gave you a tired smile.

“Mr. Wayne, its good to see you,” you walked past him and towards Damian.

“It’s good to see me too,” he yawned. He had a mission the night before as Batman and didn’t make it home until 3 am. On top of that, he hadn’t had his usual morning coffee.

“I’m glad you’re here, Y/N. Now I can give you your present,” Damian stood up when you approached him.

“Right back at ya,” you handed him his present.

“What?” he asked.

“Open it!” you thrust the bag into his hands. Damian sat back down and did as you said, taking out the contents of the gift bag. He lifted out a sketchbook and drawing tools in amazement.

“I know you filled up your old sketchbook so I got you a new one,” you told him.

“Thank you, Y/N this means so much,” he smiled at you. “Now I get to give you your gift.”

Damian set aside the sketchbook and art supplies, stood up, sat you in his seat and left to go get your present.

“He forgot to tell you to close your eyes,” Dick sighed. You laughed at Damian’s antics and then closed your eyes. Damian came back into the room minutes later, holding up a rather large box with holes on the sides and set it on your lap. You felt it was heavy and furrowed your eyebrows to think about what it could be.

“Damian, can I open my eyes now?” you asked.

“Take the top off first,” He smiled.

“What? Did you say for them to take their top off?” Dick asked.

“What? No! I said to take the top of the box off, Grayson!” Damian began to turn red, while you stifled a laugh.

“Sorry, couldn’t hear you,” Dick scratched his head. You had taken off the box top and were waiting to Damian to give you the okay to open your eyes.

“Okay, now you can,” he stood back. You slowly opened your eyes and were met with a fur ball sitting in the box. Your jaw dropped as you picked up the puppy and held it up like it was Simba.

“It’s the pupper from the store! OH it was so not a guy puppy,” you laughed.

“No, it indeed was a bitch,” Damian stuck his hands in his pockets.

“Master Damian!” Alfred scolded.

“YEAH HEY LANGUAGE!” Dick yelled. “YOU’RE LIKE 10!”

“I am 16, Grayson!” Damian snapped. “And I apologize, Pennyworth. I was just using the right terminology.”

Damian turned back to you as you began to cuddle the puppy excessively, sat on the armrest of the chair and smiled down at you.

“What will you name her?” he asked.

“Oh, I don’t know,” you mumbled.

“I was thinking Holly, but–”

“HOLLY IS PERFECT!” you shouted happily. “Wait, but I can’t bring her home.”

“I can keep her here if you like. You can visit Holly whenever you want,” Damian offered.

“Damian, that’s amazing. Thank you so much,” you beamed.

“May I?” Damian asked to hold your puppy.

“Yeah, of course!” You handed over Holly, and as soon as Damian got both hands on her, she was all over him. She licked his face repeatedly, and Damian struggled to make her stop.

You and Damian spent the whole day together with the new puppy, enjoying each other’s company like always. It certainly was a merry Christmas.

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ilygsd · 6 years ago

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okay here we go, this is from some shitty mental health site ot whatever. i actually liked the site though. i read about aspd, adhd, autism, ptsd, bpd, npd etc. informative i guess

somewhat true i guess. i dont want anything else than to love him. i dont know why i feel the need or want to but i need and want to (lol) love people. with all my fucking heart. i want to die for someone (wow) but they need to take care of me, and above all APPRECIATE my love. this guy cant even FEEL my love, how the fuck is he going to APPRECIATE it? it’s all empty and the only thing he feels like the... the sexual parts or smth ugh idk.

he is a social predator. he once said i reminded him of a beautiful but innocent deer and now i cant stop thinking about it. idk, it used to scare me before but tbh now i dont even know if i should be offended or fascinated by how..... fucking smart and talented these people are. he said i was pretty desperate when we first met (still am oops) and little did i know i was. i was desperate wooow he could probably smell my desperation and vulnerability miles away that fucking monster haha. this article sounds a bit dramatic though. im pretty sure he would be amused by reading it, idk. amused and annoyed. i feel like this is his standard state lmao. annoyed, bored and slightly amused.

the best way to receive love is to give love, yes indeed and he knows that. and loving him is amazing. i dont know how or why, i cant describe it and i refuse to actually admit that i love him.... I REFUSE: i dont even trust the guy, he stands for nothing, always playing the devils advocate fucking white boy, always provoking me but.... maybe its just cus he’s older and im just bored with life. well yeah probably that too. i mean.... if i was content with my life, my relationships and health i wouldnt need him lol. especially not considering how he treats me and hurt my feelings. but wow as i’ve said, i love loving him (or whatever the fuck it is) and theres nothing i’d rather do than loving him. he’s a drug

and yeah thats definitely exactly what it was like. i still cant believe i actually thought we were similar LMAOOOOOOOO and he’s like “yeah people think that we’re similar until i tell them otherwise”. we are NOT similar. okay yes, i have some abusive traits, some manipulative i guess. i guess that’s similar. but other than that.... nope

uh, he says im emo all the time when im with him lol. trueeee. im so comfortable with him my emo just jumps out and i get really depressing wow. i wonder why he stuck with me for so long. i must be so boring. i mean it could be for the sex as i’ve said, but i doubt that. i wonder what the heck he thinks he can use me for. im always paranoid he’ll use me but at the same time i struggle with thoughts that im useless so.... bruh idk lmao

true that i stuck it out during the bad times because the good times are fantastic. true. true. idk, its not that fantastic. he’s pretty normal its not like im over showered with compliments and gifts and love but on the other hand i wouldnt want that either. hmm, idk im so curious how he’s acting with other people. if he’s similar or if he changes and adapts himself

im just svared of that “the honeymoon comes to an end”. what does that mean? will it be worse than this??? i mean is he bored now? what happens when he’s bored? will he just leave or do smth stupid? sometimes i think he’s starting drama bc he’s bored tbh that sounds more like me. he actually tried to “end” the fight by that “u owe me 5 blowjobs now” joke but i chose to continue bc he threatened to murder me and i was offended lol

yeah that may have been stupid. it was a choice of mine. he gave me a chance to move on and i chose not to because i thought i could make him apologize. LMAO NOOOOO. this bitch wont apologize for anything in the worldddddddd. makes me so FUCKING frustrated because i AM NOT going to apologize for trying to demand him to apologize. if anything i will just ignore that this ever happened. and i WOULD have, if it wasnt for the STI fact lol. it’s so awkward honestly i have nothing to say if i were to contact him. i dont know, maybe he got HIV now because of me LOL and why the fuck would i expose myself like that like why would he be with me if he publicly stated he wants to murder me if i transmitted it to him. i dont even know (yes i know, i obviously dont fucking have HIV) and i won’t know until he get tested. and he probably wont tell me so actually i should just block him before he gets tested considering he wants to kill me. ok he said he wouldnt etc etc. and i know he wouldnt but he would probably destroy my life in another way.

uh idk, i guess i have to get myself tested again and this time HIV AND AIDS INCLUDED. only then i have a reason to text him and its to say that im clean. what a pathetic reason, i will see right through it. he KNOWS i want him. thats why there’s no reason for me to contact him at all because he already knows i’ll always want to be with him sigh

ok so as i’ve said i’ve thought about this a lot. like what the fuck does he want from me? actually he’s ignoring me right now so idk if he still wants anything sigh. but i guess thats why he wanted to meet so fast irl. i get it now though. at first i was like “NO WE NEED TO TALK FOR AT LEAST 6 MONTHS” but now im like ugh lets just get it over with. i really thought he was a typical charmer, a slut, but hes been very firm that he doesnt let anyone touch him and that he’s not always up for a second “date”. i guess its smth with their boredom?

ok i guess it’s...... charm? and also sometimes threatening and coldness.

and yeah idk. either he’s ignoring me bc he really lost interest. he’s the one who overreacted though for real... i cant fucking believe he got so pissed over something like that and then just straight out REFUSES to apologize for THREATENING TO MURDER ME. uugh its so annoying it makes me so pissed. he said he’s not the one to block people though. guess he will just let me message him like a fucking pathetic idiot and then leave me on read lol. like he did with my cringe snaps

LMAO YEAH I KNOW TELL ME ABOUT IT. rage.... boy can this sweet angel become angry. he’s always so rational and calm yet he lets himself get triggered over such nonsense. maybe he’s just faking it though to scare me or smth honestly i dont really know, i just know he pissed me off. he’d make a great james fallon, james fallon is a neurobiologist who studies. too bad jo wants doesn’t want to be a scientist or researcher in that matter but actually WORK as a psychologist WITH PATIENTS

fuck i cant help but be attracted to his intelligence though :( wow it makes me feel like such a dumbass typical girly girl and i hate itttttttt. i told him i’d like to see him cry haha. idk. im just curious. im happy he haven’t cried though like used it as a manipulative tool or something. im just rambling idk what the fuck im writing lol

#diary #jo #info #aspd

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