Ghost and jealousy? Like u hate me tf r u jealous about bitch and heโs like the silent jealous mf type
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Youโre a catch, too โ liked by everybody, getting along with others easily. Charming; that's something Simon can't fucking comprehend. Because you get offers from people who're willing to take their shot with you (flowers, love notes, prospective dates), and every time you bring a new person's name up, he just has a creative insult to off-handedly sling: oh, that wanker?
And Simonโgod, Simon is so fed up. Don't they know youโre a man-eater? He doesn't see it, doesn't get it at all. But he doesn't intervene, tells himself not to get involved because that would mean admitting that he's holding a torch for you, which is absolutely not the case. So he just seethes, quietly; he's the picture of stoicism and indifference. Of course he is. Not even remotely affected.
But then, a bold fucking rookie. Private what's-his-name. Not even important enough to register on Simon's radar so it catches him off-guard when he finds out that you have a date โ showing up to Simon's room after he messages you for a fast fuck, in a dress and all done up in a way that's clearly not for him. And you impatiently tell him that you have to leave in 20 minutes.
He doesn't make this quick. In fact, it's the slowest that he fucks you, ravages you until youโre late. Hickeys all over your chest that can't be covered by the cut of your dress, makeup and hair ruined. There's a mess between your thighs, and he's bloody smug because he knows that while youโre on your date, the only thing on your mind is going to be him and how sore he made your cunt.
Simon doesn't say it. He doesn't have to. Everything he did to you already says enough: mine. And he just has a sardonic smile on his face and bids you farewell with a 'Have fun.'
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will it ever be enough? when someone loves you, you feel something curl inside of you, sour and whiplike, angry at being unheard. they don't really love you, they love this facsimile you have ensconced in your rabbit body. they will chop up the bits of you looking for luck and never find the good soul you promise - their love slides off. you're viscera; you have spent a lifetime promising the blood is art.
oh but when someone hates you - well, they're right to. and you'd trip over your little grassknot legs for them. begging them to reconsider. you feel it all knifeedge, spinepoint straight through you. they're the ones who see the real you, after all; and if they can love you, you might finally feel worth something.
but if they do love you in the end, after all of that, after your heart like a fawn opens to gutter under them - you've fooled them, and it isn't worth anything anymore. they've just gone and fallen for it. the love slides right off.
once, you heard a line in a musical about being abandoned. you laughed at the time, unnerved. your voice a keen; too shaky to be candid.
will it ever be enough. will the love ever diffuse through your skin and sink into your marrow. are you even capable of feeling that - of feeling cared for - or are you still waiting, even right now, for the hunter to draw the bow and arrow. if you trust that love, even once, and are wrong, you know exactly what will happen.
and somehow you know - you'll never be able to fix that, once it's been broken.
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the way some of you are awfully quick to throw around accusations of biphobia and queerphobia just because someone is not 100% in love with every bit of the last episode and ready to join the buck/tommy rapture? well i think it's gross.
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I have a feeling Starstruck Dee (and perhaps you lol) are gonna go all out in February, pinks and reds, decorating and covering Dreamland with hearts
absolutely!
perhaps in all honestly more likely me than her, but if valentine's day exists she would be SUPER into it for sure, whether she understood it or not. i think she and kirby could be team Friend Hearts Everywhere and every year everybody else just wakes up February 1 to find that even their locked rooms were decorated in the night.
fwiw, i decided that i'll be celebrating this month by posting answers to various starstruck 'ship' prompts i've received! there'll be some comics, some single images, and so on!
i by no means have enough to fill the entire month yet, so i'm still taking suggestions, and i'll attempt to do as many as i can! i'm not sure if i can feasibly maintain One A Day but i'll do my best!
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I think a lot about how Dennis used to be so much softer, more pliant in his late 20s and 30s, how he used to be more outwardly emotional and less rigid, even though he was just as manipulative and predatory, if not more so... and how much sense it all makes with him having bpd.
repressing your feelings to the point you can't even find them even when searching desperarely, unable to control them when they accumulate to the point of overflow, having your anger boil up to the surface when you can't do anything but have an actual tantrum, feeling hot and desperate and a little scared for how your grip on the situation is slipping until it's gone and you're still there โ and he goes through this over and over without help or any non-self-destructive coping mechanisms.
just. yeah.
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