#or do whatever the hell they want with their freedom

[sslovqm]

YOU DON'T BELONG TO ANYONE ELSE

WARNING: Contains extreme jealousy, possessiveness, manipulation, and toxic relationship dynamics.

THE warm afternoon breeze brushed against your face as you waited for Rafe Cameron on the dock by his house. You had rehearsed this moment over and over, going through the words in your head, trying to find the best way to tell him that whatever this was between you two needed to end. But now that you were here, with your stomach tied in knots, it seemed like no words were enough.

When you heard the roar of his motorcycle engine cut off, your heart skipped a beat. You watched him approach with his usual confidence, hands in his pockets, an expression of curiosity mixed with that arrogance that always seemed to follow him.

“Why so serious?” he asked, a half-smile playing on his lips, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes.

“We need to talk, Rafe.”

His smile vanished instantly, replaced by a dark look you knew all too well.

“About what?” he asked, though it seemed like he already knew the answer.

You took a deep breath, trying to summon the courage that seemed to waver with every step he took closer to you.

“I can’t do this anymore. I can’t do us anymore, Rafe.”

His reaction was immediate. His brows furrowed, and he stepped closer so fast that you instinctively stepped back.

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“I’m saying this doesn’t work. You don’t work, Rafe. You’re… you’re jealous, controlling, and you don’t even have the guts to tell anyone we’re together.”

Rafe let out a dry laugh, devoid of any humor.

“That’s what this is about? That I won’t make it public? Really?”

You looked at him firmly, even though you were shaking inside.

“It’s not just that. It’s everything. You don’t let me breathe, Rafe. You’re always asking where I am, who I’m with. You treat me like I’m your property, and I’m not anyone’s.”

That seemed to ignite something in him, something dangerous.

“Oh, really?” he shot back, his voice low and chilling—sending shivers down your spine. “Because you seemed pretty comfortable being mine up until now.”

“I wasn’t. I was scared of you.”

The words slipped out before you could stop them, and the truth in them seemed to hit him like a slap. For a moment, the fury in his eyes wavered, but only for a second.

“This is about him, isn’t it?” he spat, his voice rising a notch. “About those damn Pogues. Is it Maybank? Of course, it’s him. That bastard always looks at you like he wants to rip your clothes off.”

“This has nothing to do with JJ!” you shouted, desperate to make him understand. “This is about you. About what you make me feel.”

Rafe stayed silent, but his jaw was clenched, and his fists were tight at his sides. Then he stepped closer, his face just inches from yours.

“You’re not leaving, Y/N. I’m not letting you go.”

“You don’t have the right to decide that, Rafe.”

“You’re mine,” he insisted, his voice filled with a fervor that sent a chill down your spine. “And if you think I’m going to sit back while you run into that Pogue’s arms, you’re dead wrong.”

You stepped back, trying to put some distance between you, but he wouldn’t let you. His hand shot out, gripping your wrist tightly and forcing you to look at him.

“Let me go, Rafe.”

“I don’t want to hurt you, but don’t push me.”

Your heart pounded as you tried to free your hand, but his grip was unrelenting. Finally, you managed to pull away, stepping back a few feet as you looked at him with tears in your eyes.

“This isn’t love, Rafe. And no matter how hard you try to hold on, I’m not staying.”

His gaze darkened even further, and for a second, you feared what he might do. But then, he just stood there, watching you as you turned around and walked away, feeling his stare burning into your back.

You knew this wasn’t the end, that Rafe Cameron wasn’t the type to let go of what he thought was his. But for the first time in a long time, you felt like you’d reclaimed a little bit of your freedom.

[bamgeut]

can't believe bighit had to wait until soobin was totally burned out and the rest of txt were basically falling apart to finally give them a well-deserved long break, but i'm so happy that they'll finally have some time for themselves and their family 🥺 i hope they enjoy it and come back feeling refreshed and stronger

[intotheelliwoods]

Here to announce that I for one love the future design for donnie in the comic ✋🥺

[triglycercule]

what if because dust and horror wouldn't wanna be called anything aside from sans in a multiverse context and they were both good buddies they both just start calling eachother sans. i'm sans (dust) and i'm sans (horror) ahh duo

becaaause horror in his eye(s) still sees himself as sans!! he's sans!! who else is he SUPPOSED to be god 😒😒 stop attatching this stupid fake name onto him that just points out all his shortcomings in his au and also just dehumanizes him (because i get that aus are named after a key trait of something but COME ON the guy's name is HORROR it's like naming a poor person "brokie" or something,,,). horror is PROUDLY sans smh

and dust ALSO sees himself as sans!!! like,,, granted he's definitely not a better sans than he was before considering everything he did (but he still doesn't like his past self's inaction) but he's STILL SANS. nothing about him changed (really?) enough to warrant the whole identity shift. like dude dont discredit him DONT DENY HIS WHOLE LIFE!!! he IS sans no matter what,,, dust doesnt wanna think about what he became if he's not sans now anyways lul :3

now could they fight over the right to the identity of sans??? possibly,,, but also consider this: there are literally infinite numbers of sanses in the multiverse. at some point the shiny title of Sans would be something horror and dust are used to around the multiverse!!! so why fight over the name (that so many others share already so its not exactly exclusive) when they can just decide to make each other feel better!!! be delusional TOGETHER 🤞

[keen-eye]

Penny

D: Mistakes? Well, let's go through some of Sammy's greatest hits. Drinking demon blood, check. Being in cahoots with Ruby. Not telling me that you lost your soul. Or how about running around with Samuel for a whole year, letting me think that you were dead while you're doing all kinds of crazy. Those aren't mistakes, Sam. Those are choices!

D: Look, man, I don't even remember what I said, but, uh –

S: But what? But you didn't mean it? Oh, please. You and I both know you didn't need that penny to say those things.

D: Come on, Sam.

S: Own up to your crap, Dean. I told you from the jump where I was coming from, why I didn't look for you. But you? You had secrets. You had Benny. And you got on your high and mighty, and you've been kicking me ever since you got back. But that's over. So move on, or I will.

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D: Your blood's supposed to be purified, isn't it? You ever, uh -- you ever done the "forgive me, father" before?

Well, I mean, I could give you suggestions if you want.

All right. Well, I'm just spit-balling here, but if I were you, uh... Ruby, killing Lilith, letting Lucifer out, losing your soul, not looking for me when I went to Purgatory, for starters. Or, hey, h-how about what you did to, uh, Penny Markle in the sixth grade? Why don't you lead with that?

S: Well, that was you.

D: Carry on.

S: You can barely do it with me. I mean, you think I screw up everything I try. You think I need a chaperone, remember?

D: Come on, man. That's not what I meant.

S: No, it's exactly what you meant. You want to know what I confessed in there? What my greatest sin was? It was how many times I let you down. I can't do that again.

D: You seriously think that? Because none of it -- none of it -- is true. Listen, man, I know we've had our disagreements, okay? Hell, I know I've said some junk that set you back on your heels. But, Sammy...come on. I killed Benny to save you. I'm willing to let this bastard and all the sons of bitches that killed mom walk because of you. Don't you dare think that there is anything, past or present, that I would put in front of you! It has never been like that, ever! I need you to see that. I'm begging you.

sam’s faults

purgatory

[saeshiraw]

tired girl hours i’m just ranting bcos i don’t have enough time to cry

[savingthrcw]

completely personal opinion about f.allout universe, not a response to any discourse (I haven't seen any) but I just realized how protective I still feel of ghouls as a while (and I did from the very first time I tried) when I almost shot a brot.herhood knight over calling Hanock a "freak"

Because to ME ghouls and not creatures/monsters or whatever, they are human beings who are disfigured by a degenerative disease due to radiation that sure, gives them some "perks" like extra strength but at the cost of their appearance AND that will eventually reach their brain and make them go feral. They are people, they can be good or bad just like people who choose to do good or bad.

So I can never, ever, EVER side with anyone who is like 'ghouls are bad/monsters/freaks' because to me it's the equivalent of calling anybody with a disease that changes their appearance as such. And given that we met Ni.ck Valentine and other 'good' synths I can also say that I'm more of a 'check before assuming they are bad, don't kill on sight' type of person. Hell, we know super mutants can be sentient and not fixated on killing! So I will side-eye anyone who acts like they are some kind of gross creature.

And yes I did reach the point where a b.rotherhood doctor asked the sole survivor if she's ever slept with non-humans (with Hancock standing right behind me) and she just evaded the question and he was like 'you'd be surprised of how many do! but you haven't been out of here for long so I assume you didn't, the b.rotherhood doesn't approve anyway' and damn did that bother me too. (like mind?? your business? What's YOUR problem with ghouls if they aren't feral??) I want to try everything about this game so I'm letting it pass but I might do a 'Janey' type of gameplay later in which I simply KILL people over pissing me off.

[zevrans-remade]

ascended astarion..

[vizthedatum]

I have now given myself permission to do whatever the fuck I want.

ok, so you know when you're in that sweet sweet spot of *the aftermath of the traumatic event where you blow your whole life up* where everyone thinks you're crazy no matter what you do or how you tell them that you're actually doing better than ever...

so you just do whatever the fuck you want? and people kinda just accept that you're dealing with grief and trauma and stuff (I mean they're not wrong, but I'm also fine.)?

... and then... you realize, omg this really could be your forever.

like you can literally do whatever the fuck you want... forever.

(obligatory disclaimer: as long as it is not at the expense of other people directly. and as long as you're not causing harm, you gotta be accountable for that as best you can. you really do.)

(another obligatory disclaimer: "forever" is not meant to be taken literally)

(another another obligatory disclaimer: I love this)

(just because I'm neurodivergent doesn't mean I'm stupid - I can tell when it bothers you. I can tell when my being my authentic self embarrasses you. I have had to read emotions for so long that I can tell when you're uncomfortable. and I'll do what I want anyway because at the end of the day, being out as queer, trans, opinionated about the world, saying how I feel, being kind, being emotional, being sensitive, being expressive, being fucking me, etc. IS MY RIGHT AS A HUMAN BEING. Doing what I want IS NOT AN EXCUSE to be an asshole - that is not what I'm advocating here. I am literally doing what I want for my highest good while trying VERY HARD not to cause harm to other people. If breaking up with my ex (any of them) caused harm, then fuck you. If wearing an outfit or makeup or even telling people what *actually* happened to me from my perspective is causing harm, also fuck you. I am privileged enough right now to be in a place in the world where I can actually express myself. I am learning to let go of my fears more and more, every single day.)

[jupiter-reimagined]

I have yet another idea for another book. Well, technically, I've had this idea for a while. I just now want to actually start the book.

Someone help me. I end up doing this all of the time.

ive said it before and ill say it again: treat the book as a oneshot instead. write like, idk, 1k words to get a feel for everything in very very broad strokes, and then look at it and if you go "eh. that kinda sucked" you can end up pretending it doesnt exist and banish it to the shadow realm. wont be a big loss in the end either

[waywardsalt]

tag rant but man i fuckin hate the new direction for loz

[qualitytrees]

open attack on freedom from a group of people who claim to love freedom

Well, Nassau County, NY just made it illegal for immunocompromised people to exist in public.

[backseatloversz]

sorry for ryan pete posting to main they make me sick what was their deal

[sleepywyrldbuilder]

I’M FREEEEEEEEEEE

[genderqueerdykes]

i really want to see genderqueer be an identity we talk about in great detail this pride month. genderqueer saw more usage in the 90s and 2000s, with the rise of the term non binary we've seen more people gravitate toward that label as it becomes the more socially accepted term to use given its notoriety. i would like to bring back alternative labels for this experience, since our diversity is what makes us so unique and strong as a community

genderqueer is an identity that has a long history, and a myriad of definitions and folks who express it in different ways. it really can mean whatever the hell you want. it can mean that you're cisgender but express your gender in a queer way. it can mean that you're trans, take hormones, have gotten top and bottom surgery and dress however you want. it can mean that you dress "normal" and pass as cishet but have a queer gender on the inside. it can mean that you combine masculine and feminine aesthetics. it can mean that you strive for gender neutrality. it can mean that you want to be so ambiguously gendered strangers can't tell who you are.

there's no guidelines or rules, genderqueer is an identity meant to embrace the freedom one can have with gender expression. it can mean as much or as little as the person using it wants it to. it's a beautiful term that is just as flexible as non binary, and i do not postulate to replace that term, but rather bring light to another identity that may suit folks slightly better. it's a beautiful identity. it's what I came out as first in 2011 and I'm happy to be back at all these years later.

2024 is a great year to be proud of being genderqueer and to proudly tell people about this part of yourself. let's celebrate ourselves louder and prouder than ever before. there are many ways to exist outside of the binary, and folks deserve to know about older terms that have been used by the community as well as newer ones

[lunaoritur]

" Help me make the most of freedom, and of pleasure.

Nothing ever lasts forever. "