#and bc of the work stuff we can't move for a few months till we can get enough saved to do that and so im stuck here

[femmeboyhooters]

Why does life ALWAYS have to be shit

[xoluvx]

hello my loveeee! I was the one that had a little query i need some help on. Thank u for hearing me out, okay it’s a long one so STRAP IN (not the smut kind HAHA) alrighty Welp here goes

I’m in love. And I’m in love with someone I can’t have. Last year I met this girl, she’s way older than me and is already in a committed relationship for years. But anyway. I Met her at work, she originally trained me up to do my job and then we bumped into eachother at a convention. Since that day we became friends and regularly (monthly and sometimes weekly) planned to see eachother. Eventually she left her job and moved to another role in the organisation so I still got to see her. Anyway, then we did a big group activity with another friend of hers and I had another friend of mine, but i told her I missed her cos i didn’t get a chance to talk properly. AnywYs, few months go by, still the same stuff happening it’s going fine. Altho She had some serious health issues with her family earlier in the year and I told her I was there for her if she needed ANYTHING. And then July comes by. Man. I probably had one of the worst weeks in July, and I didn’t even tell her half of it. She didn’t even ONCE say “oh I’m so sorry to hear about this I hope you’re ok, or NOTHING”,. Eventually I updated her on one thing and she was like “you did good”. THE HECK? Then she made me a beanie (she loves to crochet) as a token of support. But after that? NOTHING. We’ve barely texted, our next organised day to see eachother isn’t till THE END OF OCTOBER AND I ASKED FOR OUR NEXT ACTIVITY DAY BACK IN THE MIDDLE OF AUGUST. ITS A TWO MONTH WAIT, R U KIDDING. And now she’s hanging out with the same friend we did our big group activity with along with her partner. She met this other friend before I came along and they’ve known eachother for years. And I’m VERY aware of it. Bht I get so jealous every time they post shit together because a year ago that was me. I just don’t understand where it all went wrong. I have one bad week and it’s like i always need to be happy otherwise I’m no ‘use’ to her. I’m barely in my 20s. She hasn’t even reached out to say she ‘misses me’ like she used to. Reciprocation is non existent.

’ve been so blinded by her, and fueled my fantasy of her that when i take the rose coloured glasses off i CANT Even fathom the true person she actually is. She’s still that person I was in awe of at the start, but picking up on things she says and does makes me raise eyebrows, and frankly it breaks my heart because it hurts so much. It hurts so so much. She played me like I’m a fool and I was so blindly infatuated with her. She was also really touchy felt too, we held hands and hugged all the time. I had never had that with a friend before.

She opened my eyes up to affection I had never had, i wrote her letters on her birthday, gave her gifts, chocolates and food. I had NEVER done that for anyone else that fast in my life. I even purposelfully made myself stay up late for her till 1-2am just so I could message her cos I knew she’d be up at that hour. And I’m so scared that I might be losing her after falling down the rabbit hole. Y’all I was so careful. I WAS SO SO CAREFUL AT THE START. BC I KNEW WHAT I WAS GETTING INTO. And then she just drew me in only to spit me back out. And I feel awful. I feel like a dickhesd for falling in love with a girl that only broke my heart more. I don’t know how I’m supposed to get out of it.

Thanks for reading this, I’d love anyone’s advice and thoughts. I love you x

dear anon that fell in love with someone they can't have,

this was a doozy. when i tell you i went through every emotion-

first, this isn't your fault. you physically cannot control who you fall for. no matter how careful you are. especially considering this person led you on and made you feel like there might've been a chance at something more.

second, you have to set boundaries with this person. maybe that means cutting back on your monthly activities little by little.

i think everything happens for a reason and everything has a purpose in the longer scheme of life. some people are meant to just be in your life for a short time. it seems like this is the case. you shouldn't stall your life because of this person.

i know this is all so much easier said than done, but it's time to move on with your life even if it means leaving her in the past. your heart will heal, but you will never get those years you've spent pinning over a person who could care less about your well-being.

i love you. thank you for sharing with me and trusting me.

calling all my babies - additional advice is welcomed 💖

[katya-goncharov]

thank you @emzwolf for tagging me in this. I hope it's okay that I'm responding like a week late lol

were you named/named yourself after anyone?

not my first name, but my middle name is theresa and apparently that's after a character in a film my parents liked. I can't actually remember what the film was called (I've never watched it) but I think it might have been a czech film? and I know the character gets killed off bc that's the first thing I asked my parents when they told me I was named after her!

when was the last time you cried?

either having a breakdown over my work scheduling me for too many overtime hours without even asking me, or that one book I read recently where the ending absolutely wrecked me (both were in like july so I can't remember what was most recent!)

do you have kids?

no but I want to one day!

do you use sarcasm a lot?

i quite like using it but i don't know if i'm that good at it!

what's the first thing you notice about people?

i'm not the most observant, so i guess just whether they seem like someone i could vibe with and get on with, or someone i shouldn't quite trust

what's your eye colour?

brown

any special talents?

i guess i'm quite creative and good at crafty stuff, but I don't know if i'm better than the average person! same with creative writing (though i did get shortlisted for a national creative writing prize once! but by national i mean scotland which isn't exactly a massive country)

scary movies or happy endings?

i guess both! i've got quite into horror movies recently, but i do like knowing that characters are going to be all right too

where were you born?

baden-württemberg, germany - though I moved to the uk when I was like 4 months old. but i spent a gap year living in the city where i was born again after i left school

what are your hobbies?

reading, writing, crafting i guess. i don't have many outdoorsy hobbies - i used to take riding lessons, but i can't afford to anymore

have any pets?

not at the moment. i had guinea-pigs as a kid, and i'd love to adopt some cats as soon as i'm able, but i'm still a student and renting, so it's difficult at the moment

what sport do you play/have you played?

i'm not super sporty - i have really bad hand/eye co-ordination which makes traditional sports quite difficult. like i said i used to ride, and i was into sailing and rowing as a kid too, but that's about it! oh, i also had ballet lessons till i was 10, if that counts

how tall are you?

i'm not actually sure and i'm on a train right now so i can't look it up - sorry!

favourite subject at school?

english I guess. i also really loved home economics, but only when we did cooking (half the time it was just classes on hygiene which was boring!)

dream job?

I really don't know! i guess i'd love to be a writer, at least part time, and then maybe do something else for just a few hours a week that involved seeing people but wasn't too socially draining. maybe something to do with history or children's books

tagging: @goblincoreinfp @freakwiththeknifecollection @faithdeans @lunaroceanic @schuerk-wie-schurke (as always, absolutely no pressure though!)

[chrisevansluv]

It's serious btw them. Chris is spending Xmas with her family and he's thinking about taking a big break form acting to be with her. They live together in MA. Alba doesnt want to be an actress. I'll be back with more info soon :) xx T. from Lisboa /////

How would you know? Especially if he spend Christmas with her family it would probably be Portugal....and for what I've been seeing Red One it's a big movie, they are still recording! And for previous press tours in june Chris said he's busy till the end of the year!

and more he literally did 3 movies this year... all of them coming out probably in 2023.... meaning LOTS of press tours, how can he take a break from acting if he was 3 movies coming out next year?

The only way is if she travels with him while he does the press tours so they can be together.

And I mean what if they live together in MA? Everyone knows Chris has a house there, and during the SMA he said he wants to spend more time home but STILL be able to accept roles!

Ohh and so good she doesn't want to be an actress so why all the roles on the portuguese TV? Why the movie with Lucas Bravo? Why WN? WHY saying she wants a career outside of Portugal?

Can't this people leave this two alone? Let them be happy doesn't matter where!

And how would this anon even know? Are you her fam? Close friend? Bc I think if this person was that, would literally respect their privacy instead of sharing .

I'm not saying it's impossible some of this things happening, like them spending Christmas together.

and they live in MA? He does, always did.

But he spent most of this year in Atl. Only going to MA between filming and press tours... during those times AB would post things in Portugal or was doing a movie in Canada. So if she moved in was probably recently, even tho Chris since august has been in Atl and went to MA between his last two movies.

But the one about his career? Are you apart of his team or close friend? Bc if you were you would know that he NEVER said he wanted a big break from acting. He said he wants to spend more time in MA, near his family and he's already "old" to be travelling with a backpack for 6 months, so he wants to be able to be home but also accept a few works here and there.

sorry for the big text Lucy, I just found that anon really sus 🤷🏻‍♀️ how would she/he know? I believe stuff like this they would only tell their families.

I hope everyone is having a good day! And instead of focusing on this two, don't! It's their life, they do whatever they want.

We will never know the full story, we are not some witches to see the future and see if this will last or not. Only time will tell and no matter what we've to respect them!

For Chris fans, we are fans of his WORK! Not his personal life!

Focus on other things, go out with friends, be with your family, focus on yourself and not other people that don't even know you exist.

( sorry if there's any english mistakes, I wrote this in a fast paced, bc I'm outside)

I'll add:

First of all: Red One is a big movie, but they won't be filming during the holidays. Usually studios get a big break during that time and won't return to film until the first/second week of January.

Second of all, the releases for next year will be quite small from his side. Ghosted won't have a big premiere nor big promotion, Pain Hustlers won't rely on him because he's a secondary character. And Red One won't be released until Christmas 🤷‍♀️

Ps: You're in a gossip blog. What do you actually expect people to talk about in here?

[audiovisualrecall]

- I have a ton of things that belong hanging up in my closet that constantly are a giant pile on my dresser instead. I hate having to hang clothing up. I start the pile after laundry as a 'to hang up later' and then never do it and each time I wear anything from the pile or pull something else from the closet, after its washed it ends up on the pile, too. I don't know a solution. These things can't be folded bc they get wrinkled, which they currently ARE, and now it also feels silly to hang up wrinkly clothes. I also have to keep the closet door closed when not on use for anxiety reasons, so leaving it open isn't a solution.

-I have a lot of desk drawers sitting empty and the contents and papers etc are in piles and on my desk waiting to be organized and put into drawers but idk how best to use the spaces. Also once my new bookcase is done, the smaller of my current ones will be mostly empty and still in the room (the larger one is what I'm replacing, but the books in the smaller one should also fit in the new bookcase as well) so I'll have additional *open* storage space eventually as well so brain says wait till I can have all options at the same time to organize everything....and not have to do it twice....

-stuffed toys are in a fabric box at foot of my bed, I don't want to keep them hidden away but I don't have anywhere else to put them at the moment. These are the ones I don't want Edison to snatch and drag around the house, he has an entire box of my stuffed toys and beanie babies that are his to carry around. I don't want all the toys on my bed, I have 4 small new ones stacked on my headboard and my iron man tsum on top of my art unit, and a bunch of small toys on top of my curio cabinet on the wall, and a couple scattered around other spots. I have a bunch of Big toys (like my build a bears) and more beanies in the bin and I want to put them somewhere I can see them but they won't be in the way or easily snaggable by a kitty... idk.

-breakfast bar area on main floor is messy in part due to my dried flower collections, since they're taking up horizontal space in dishes and trays. I want to see if putting them in shadow boxes instead will help but haven't bought the boxes yet bc ?????

- spare bedroom/steph's room/guest room is also partly an arts space, craft storage space, and also my etsy business storage. Also materials for other projects as well are in there. But it's also a mess, like half of it is organized and I don't like being upstairs when no one is home and if people are home I'd rather be around them anyway so I don't really work in that room at all, especially since my old easel started failing. I just go in, grab what I need, and go back downstairs to work on art stuff at the dining room table. I Should use the spare room more at least for some projects but idk. Between anxiety and not being sure how to make the space work for my needs, I'm not able to atm.

-need to finish illustrating steph's book already its been ages and I meant to have it done by their wedding and I didn't, and I haven't worked on it in months now. And things are only going to become more stressful with work and current health insurance ending at the end of feb and everything else the next few months. It's hard to find motivation and time to be creative. If I set up at the table with my laptop and tablet today, I'll have to put it away again by this evening bc we do dinner at the table for friday nights. And the setup is bulky which is fine but annoying to have to move around and stuff.

-if I can clear the breakfast bar maybe I can use that space for some projects at least

-theres a lot of 'maybe useful' stuff all over the dining room table as well that I can't decide about and so it continues sitting and messy. I don't know what to do with it even if I keep it. I reorganized my supply drawers and storage and art cart but still no solution to a lot of stuff

-since I mostly work on the table, most of my supplies I need for projects are nearby, which is convenient and means I'll actually use them, rather than forgetting they exist, but also despite neutering and organizing I feel like it's messy bc it's not supposed to be an art studio. Idk a solution.

- I bought an accordion folder for some work related stuff I wanted to put away but I put it in a box temporarily and now I'm not sure I need to keep it all after all but I don't want to have to go thru it but I can't rlly put it in the folder without going thru it anyway. So I'm stuck there too.

[roci-wolf]

ROCI IM SO SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO REPLY I FORGOT 😭😭😭

but okay lemme go one by one by what i remember from what you said

i’m so sorry you’ve been going through a hard time. it isn’t easy when you feel like your mental health is failing. i know firsthand how hard it can be. but i’m so so proud of you for working on yourself and your mental health. and i’m glad you decided to take a break for yourself. i hope the break has been fruitful!

and gosh i’m so sorry about your bunny :( it can’t be easy. my cats go play around away from the garden for a bit and i freak out when i don’t see them around. so i can’t imagine how terrible it must be.

but AHHHHH NEW KITTYYYYYY!!!! so excited!!! did you get the kitty already? what’d you name it? what kind of cat is it??? heheh i love cats and i’m so excited for you!!

i’m proud you’re working on your self esteem and i get that sometimes the stuff we want comfort from most tend to become the most stressful because we’re in a bad place and the magic and comfort just doesn’t feel the same and it just… ultimately feels worse cause it feels like you lost something very important to you :(

but i hope slowly you can return. i miss seeing you on here and i miss your lil asks and your opinions on my random posts jshdjsjdjsk but no pressure! take your time and i hope you feel better soon 💛💛💛 and i’ll be here~ with a bunch of comfort fics if you wanna ever read em hehe

nooo don't worry, i don't frequently check my notifs anyway so i didn't notice 😭

yeah, my biggest problem was getting out of survival mode, i am the avoidant type of person so it's very hard for me to deal with anything in my life that's out of my comfort zone, but i finally stepped up and started to figure things out. ofc it's still hard and because i've been focusing solely on survival for so long i don't really know what i want from life anymore?? but i am proud i can at least relax a bit more and i can give time to myself to think and reflect. thank you for the words~ you're so kind

yeah, i kinda got used to the idea that i'll never see my bunny again and i'm consoling myself with the thought that she's in a much better place now and that she's hopping happily without my cat bothering her lol 💗

unfortunately smth came up so i can't pick up the cat yet. i'm actually getting him from my friend bcs her cat gave birth a few month ago and she's giving me one of her kitties, but i have to wait 2 more weeks till i can finally get him. also, because i'm getting it from my friend, i actually don't know its breed 🤣 my friend doesn't know the exact breed of her cat and the dad is unknown (lol), so i can't tell for sure, but the mom is a combination of a tabby with some other fancy breed that i cannot recognise. it has many orange spots of her coat mixed with the regular tabby colors, does that make sense?? but he kitty i'm adopting has a dark coat with no orange spots at all. it looks like a tabby, but much darker than usual, idek how to explain 😭

ALSO i actually SUCK at giving pets names 😭😭 i always get overwhelmed bcs it feels like such a big responsibility to me so i always collect ideas from other people. sooo if you have any cool male cat names in mind 👀👀 i'm more than glad to hear

yeah, that's exactly how it feels with comfort places 😭😭 that's why i got away from tumblr a little bit, i didn't want it to start feeling like a 'responsibility' or like something i needed to do, i tend to do that with my hobbies sometimes and it makes them unenjoyable. i also stopped writing for a while and opening tumblr was reminding me about that and it made me feel a little guilty haha

but! it's summer vacation now and things are moving in the right direction (in my opinion at least) so who knows.

aw, THANK YOU, TI, you're so sweet 🥹🥹 i miss sending asks and answering on random stuff too 😭 i am glad i was not an annoyance with those lol

and!!! i actually do want to read what you've been posting since i disappeared 👀 is there anything you'd recommend me to read first??

[stargaze-issei]

— "𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞" (𝐛. 𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭; when your father, the head of the japanese mafia, was killed, your childhood friend swore to protect you till his death. now, you're the empress of the underground world, and he doesn't know what's harder, to keep you safe or manage to hide his feelings. what will he do when, for the first time, your life's at risk and he isn't anywhere near?

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞; mafia!au, angst.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬; swearing, mentions of blood, guns, murder, kidnap, yk... mafia stuff.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭; 2.7k

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞; lemme know if u want a part two bc i felt like it was getting too long and i don't know if anyone will read it or like it 👉🏻👈🏻

"where the fuck are you?" bakugou's voice stroke over the phone, noticeably angry. he had told you several times to never go anywhere without him, which you mostly did, if it weren't for him being away a lot of times. nothing less was expected from your right hand, who handled every dirty job, and considering your line of work, it wasn't scarce. but you did had other bodyguards, just as trained as katsuki, willing to give their lifes for you, which was extremely better than having bakugou giving his life.

to his eyes, you were still the little girl from before. he saw you as a someone who needed protection. at first, you agreed. your father was murdered, someone managed to get through all his security and killed him, none of the guns he and his security team carried around could protect him, killing you would be like stealing a sweet from a baby. bakugou had always kept you safe, despite his agressive usual safe, he cared about you more than he cared for himself. so you stuck to his side, believing, hoping, he'd die for you. but that was a long time ago, now, you could defend yourself, and had raised a sense of loyalty in your people by your own. your father's empire was based in fear, yours? by admiration. you didn't see your people as working ants, but as important parts of a whole. still, anyone who was a threat to you, bakugou made sure to erase them forever.

"don't talk to me like that, i'm your boss" you could feel him losing his shit, a smile began to form in your face. even when everyone respected you, he was still the same.

"you can't boss anyone if you're fucking dead, you dumb shit" a laugh came out of your throat, he couldn't avoid smiling at the sound "wait, oh, okay, i know we're you are. stay there, i'll be in three" he hung up before you could reply.

you looked back, at one of your guards who was just putting away his phone. of course they told him. why couldn't you go get your own coffee? being in the office all day was tiring, to be five minutes outside was all you asked for. a few seconds after, they handed you your coffee, obviously, a guard had to try it first, in case that barista wanted to suddenly murder you. of course he didn't.

"who let her go outside without me knowing, huh?" a furious katsuki appeared through the door, making a scene in the place. you gave him a warning look. if there was something you hated, was that. everyone in the area knew who you were, but why make it any more obvious. those people were just living their usual lifes, and people tend to get nervous around you. "the car is waiting outside" he understood, but you knew he was going to scold you anyways.

you walked outside, smiling, and got into the car, followed by katsuki and one of his subordinates, the other one got in the front sit, next to the driver.

"save it, i'm n–"

"the fuck you are" he cut you "your safety is my responsibility, if i say you can't go out without me, then you fucking don't. specially not when there are people after your head" there was no denying he was right, but still, it upset you.

"there's always people after my head, bakugou".

two weeks ago, two men went into your office. they were in charge of some dealing territories, though small, important. most contraband had to pass those places, you controlled those police departments making everything easier to your truck drivers. they were beaten, cover in blood and barely standing.

"our men, all of them... they all..." only one of them could talk, the other being too shocked to even look at you. "kazuhito's men, it was them... they said we had to tell you, they're coming after you" you couldn't show any fear in front of your so called soldiers, and your template remained at ease. a shout was enough to get those men the help they needed, after holding their hands, you promised to go see them once they were checked by doctors. you called bakugou as soon as they left, he was the first who should know and help you decide what to do next.

the kazuhito family had always been rivals, enemies of the worst kind. everyone suspect they were behind your father's assassination, but with no proof, even you knew it would be the biggest mistake to charge against them, despite your personal desires.

"i already told the drivers they had to take rout b for a while, but we can't let them just keep what's our" you explained to katsuki once he arrived. "those drugs have to get in town by us, damnit". it was clear how frustrated you were, those assholes had mess with your and your father's hardwork.

"if we retaliate, a war will unchain. your father tried to avoid that for years"

"and see how he ended up" bakugou didn't know if it was the anger, or you talking. "we will lose everyone's respect if we don't do something, they killed dozens of our people, katsuki".

he was trying hard to stay objective in that situation, but it was near impossible. a war would put you in more danger than ever, your life was at stake, and bakugou wasn't sure if he was willing to risk it. growing up by your side, your father taking him in when his parents died, you were his only family. more than that, he loved you. the only reason he was able to do his job right, was the fear of losing you. your head was already valued in millions, how could he protect you in the middle of a conflict, that would end only with your death or the kazuhito's leader's death? your power was bigger than theirs by little, but they did something that reckless, which meant they thought they had out powered you. had they? or were they just bluffing? had they miscalculated?.

"we're taking action, wether you support me or not" you looked into each other's eyes, you knew him enough to understand his fear, just not the reason behind it. your voice softened "but i'd much rather do it with you by my side".

"you're the boss" he spoke, already regretting it "i'll schedule a meeting so the high charges let everyone else know, i'm staying at your place so we can trace a plan".

and there you were now, being reprimanded by bakugou. he was extremely tired, he decided to stay with you until things were calmer, which could be several months from then. getting up at six a.m, going to sleep past midnight, being always looking for possible threats, it had given him bags under his eyes.

"i'm sorry" you said once you were alone with him, it was only then that you could let your guard down "i'm making this harder for you".

"yeah, you are. but it's my job, after all" that came out wrong, he thought. it wasn't his job, it was his fucking life purpose. he wanted you to live a long, happy life, as hard as it seemed.

"i guess it is" deep down, his response disappointed you.

"hey, look at me" out of nowhere, his body was insanely close to yours, you felt his breath in your face as he lifted your chin with his finger "there's nothing i wouldn't do for you, got that, dumbass?"

for a brief moment, the taste of his lips was all you could think about. i bet they're soft. but as fast as it started, it was over, katsuki pulled away harshly, inventing an excuse to leave. he had flown too close to the sun, so close that it burned his skin.

a few more people went to see you that day, asking for diverse permissions, advice and stuff like that. since it had been slow, compared to other times, you decided to home early. a call to your team, and the car was already outside. bakugou left instructions for your departure, because he had things to do somewhere else, much to his displeasure. you were accompanied by your escorts to the doors of the building, that seemed like a normal office compound. there were waiting two other guards, making a total of six people protecting you. way to go, bakugou.

"how's your wife, ryota?" you asked the driver. of course, not everyone fitted in the same car, so you got into the second one, middle seat, between a built up woman and a big man. you tried to remember everyone's name, but it was difficult.

"she's good, ma'am, sends her regards" he smiled at you over the mirror.

"and the baby? he must be a month old, right?" at the memory of his child, his face lightened "you should take some days off, i bet your wife and son miss you"

"i have a duty with you, m–" a loud impact interrupted him, the front glass had exploded. the car had an abrupt movement back and forward, all you could see was blood, everywhere.

the woman next to you took her gun out, in order to protect you , you thought, completely wrong. before everyone could react to her act, she shot the guard in front of you.  you looked at your side, searching for someone alive, the same bullet that had killed ryota was in the guard's at your right forehead. besides you , the only other person was that woman. if she hadn't glasses on, that stare could've seen throughout your soul. then you remembered, katsuki made you bare with a knife under your sleeve. with a weird move, you felt its sharpness against your skin, it was there, but she read you like a book. before you could even pull it out, another shot stroke followed by a intense pain in you thight. the bitch had shot you. you blamed it on the adrenaline, because nothing hurt. what happened after was a couple of blurry images in your memory.

bakugou had called you more than a hundred times, you, the drivers, the guards, everyone in his fucking team, but no one knew anything. the cameras at your house never showed you arriving, your phone's location was off. he was out of his head, if he didn't hear from you in the next five minutes, someone's going to die. he rushed into his car, following your rout at a dangerous speed. 

both cars were full of bullet holes, and every guard he had hired was dead. there wasn't a place without blood. tears of pure rage came to his eyes, fuck, it was his fault. he started to look for you, but the whole world was spinning around him. where were you? where was your body? were you alive?, this couldn't be happening. he had left you unprotected, alone, and now you could be dead, because of his uselessness. his phone vibrated in his pocket.

"sir, we– we have– the kazuhito's are here" he left as fast as he came. they had touch you, they had taken you away from him, and he wasn't going to let them get away with it, even if he had to go against a whole army, whoever was behind it all was going to pay.

a man in a suit was sitting in the chair of your office, smoking a cigarette, as calm as a rock. katsuki was so close to rip his head of right there, that somebody had to hold him down. his own people updated him, saying that he had gone into the building alone, with no weapons of any kind, not even a cellphone.

"where the fuck is she?" he crashed his hand against the desk.

"ah, mr. bakugou, please take a se–"

"tell me where she is right now if you want to keep your head, fucking bastard" his hand had wondered to the tip of the gun in his belt, menacing to blow up at any second.

"you won't do that, mr., if i don't return to my people in one hour, she'll be so fucked up that not even you will recognize her" a laugh surge grom bakugou, a dark, cold laugh.

"i don't have to kill you, then" one of the man's hand rested in the desk, like asking for katsuki to rip it off his body. as you did, he also carried knifes under his shirt. in less than a second, one of them was buried into the man's hand. he screamed, both in shock and pain, giving your bodyguard a hatred look. "what do you want, shitface?"

"i-it's quite simple, actually" his face was white as paper, and even though he wanted to talk normally, his voice shivered "we want you to take over the y/l/n's business, under our command of course" he let out a sigh, trying to keep his composure and ignoring his bleeding hand "if you– if you agree, she will have to leave japan and never..."

bakugou won't agree to that. not now and not ever. to give away what you and your father built from scratch, and spent decades keeping safe, was like killing your child, and your father's memory. to send you away, alone, where he most likely won't see you again in years, was also off the table. it wasn't funny anymore. he started walking around the man's chair, picking up his sleeves. he checked the clock in the office, he had forty-five minutes with the man, meaning, forty-five minutes to make him talk. he ressourced to every fast interrogation method he knew. the people outside the door weren't surprised when they heard the man's screams, even wondering what had taken so long for the boss to start acting. katsuki was never a patient man. his senses were blocked, he couldn't hear anything but screams and begging, all his eyes could see was pain through all the man's body, his hands felt nothing but warm blood. but for the first time in a while, he wasn't enjoying it. he was doing it out of need, the need to save you. every minute that went by, was a minute were your life risked. he never felt so close to losing his sanity.

"outside the city! she's in one of our safe houses outside the city! i don't know which, please stop!" ten minutes before the timeline he finally gave up. your intelligence had all their safe houses, storages, garages, every location needed. not a second passed when one of yours men delivered a map with all the points marked. there were five in total.

"throw him outside in ten minutes" he shouted, walking to the armory "two teams, six people each, my fucking people, hear me? now, dammit! we're leaving in a minute, if i have to go by my fucking self, i'll do it"

when he was armed to the teeth, almost a dozen of people followed him outside. they were his most trusted men and women, being trained together, he knew they were as skilled as him, and they were all willing to put their life's at stake for you, their boss. in the car, bakugou barked the instructions. he had narrowed it down to two possible locations with all the information he had. if they had to kill every person in those places, then be it. he's going to get you back.

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LOL YOUR ROOMMATE?? I can't stop laughing omg

god did i ever share the full story of what happened with my housemate last year? i think i bitched about her a little bit but here’s the full write-up of my six months with that housemate. unedited and probably full of errors and discrepancies sorry cause im going off entirely from memory

i’ve now moved out of this apartment, but i was there for a year with three other girls. two of them i got along with fine, and we introduced ourselves to each other before we moved in because that’s common courtesy to see if we get along right? but basically before any of us could talk or interview candidates for the last spot in the apartment, this girl, i’m making up a name and calling her emily, this random girl named emily basically came in and signed on for the spot on the lease without talking to any of us. uh, okay? so we eventually all get in a group chat and talk and introduce ourselves and plan to move in. day one:  emily moved in before me and i moved in a few hours later. i walk in and see the kitchen and she’s already covered the fridge with magnets and pictures and paper clippings featuring…. herself. like, a few of them had her friends, but most of the pictures were of her. basically. am i crazy or is that fucking weird? so from the get-go she just seemed……. if not privileged (which i also knew she was later), then definitely some sort of weird type of entitled but i couldn’t tell if it was maybe just cultural differences? (she was russian but had grown up in the states. idk)

anyway. she had this boyfriend who would come over occasionally, it was no problem since we didn’t talk and just waved hi to each other occasionally. but from the first week she and another housemate who lived on the far end of the apartment were both having trouble sleeping because someone else on the floor was blaring their tv loudly all hours of the night in the room next door. after several weeks of not being able to sleep through the night, they’d pretty much had enough and managed to track down whose apartment it was, and it turned out to be this elderly black woman’s apartment. i don’t really know if the woman understood why they were so upset because i think she might have been going slightly senile as well, so i think maybe the tv, or the volume, was something she wasn’t entirely aware she was doing? but the other housemate, i’ll call her veronica (who is more chill but was still upset) understood that this was probably not a fight they wanted to pick. veronica noticed that the elderly woman had a middle-aged male visitor, who looked like family, come visit the woman a few times a week and take care of her/take out the trash etc, so veronica decided to wait until she saw the visitor again to talk to him about lowering the volume or turning the tv off, or maybe getting his relative headphones or something. but emily, like….. kept pushing it every single night. every single night for the first month or so she’d stomp across the floor and rap on the door loud enough to wake up the entire floor (the walls were thin and it wasn’t a big building). and most of the time the woman didn’t respond, but there was one notable time someone else got fed up enough to wake up at 2am and yell at emily (deservedly so) for waking up the whole hall. all of which i heard very clearly because my room was next to the main door to out apt.

things escalated when i overheard emily talking to her friend on the phone about the situation and then she mentioned that in retaliation, she went over in the middle of the night and put vaseline on the woman’s door handle. i was kind of stunned and disgusted that a grown ass adult (she’s at least a few years older than me, i’d guess late 20′s/early 30′s?) would do something like that???? but anyway a few nights later iirc, once again in the middle of the night, i was woken up by a shouting match down the hall because apparently the male relative had come back to check in on who he said was his mother, and HE WAS PISSED, UNDERSTANDABLY SO, AT FINDING MY ROOMMATE IN THE MIDDLE OF PUTTING VASELINE ON THE FLOOR CREVICE UNDER THE DOOR. LIKE. THAT’S NOT JUST PETTY BUT REAL FUCKING DANGEROUS TO DO TO AN ELDERLY WOMAN. he basically shouted at her and she kept talking about how she can’t sleep for months because of the noise, and whatever, but she stomped back to our apartment and they had this argument loudly at the door (remember, my room was right next to the front door). i listened to it for a couple minutes wondering if she would like, acknowledge what she did was wrong? and it became clear that she was so focused on the noise she wasn’t listening to this dude, so i came out and i tried to be a voice of reason. the guy was understandably really pissed that she would do something like that and i apologized for her and said she was wrong to do that (she had stomped off back to her room meanwhile) and he seemed grateful to talk to someone who wasn’t batshit crazy in the meantime so he mentioned that he had grown up in this building all his life before moving out so it hurt to see someone treat his mother this way who had lived here for 50 years or something. and after that i was just thinking like, jesus, this is so not the kind of fight you want to have with a family like this as a white woman in a gentrified apartment complex. like at some point you need to realize this is not your fucking place and if you must settle things, do it civilly or just dip out entirely.

i think emily eventually apologized and he accepted and they found out that the tv wasn’t even coming from the woman’s room at all, but from someone on the floor above who THEY also had had problems with for months.

veronica was away on a trip i think during this climax, but before, while it was still escalating, i was talking with veronica and veronica mentioned she and emily had bitched about the noise to each other often, but veronica said she drew the line when emily basically started making her complaints race-themed ever since she found out the elderly woman was black. etc the complaints turned from “it’s too loud” to “this neighborhood is so ghetto” and “that’s what black ppl are like” and stuff like that. veronica wasn’t cool with that, so she planned on handling any other complaints herself directly so she could resolve things like a normal person, but ever since veronica mentioned that i knew emily was a pos

emily also complained about people partying/drinking on the street outside till ~11pm, which imo isn’t too unreasonable, like normal people do, and basically being too loud or whatever. on some level i get it cause she had to go to sleep early to go to work early, but also at some point i was just wondering how she functioned as a human being in the real world

ANYWAY THE STORY I TELL AT PARTIES IS THIS ONE, THE ONE IN WHICH SHE LEAVES (i will try to keep this as short as possible while still giving you all the details you need to understand just how fucking weird it was):

in early november, emily group messaged everyone asking if her boyfriend could come live with us. to her credit she said she wouldn’t do it unless everyone was ok, and she waited to hear back from all of us. i was out of town at the time but i remember being really put off by this idea and i was going to say no, when i noticed that my two other housemates had ALREADY said yes in the chat. just like that. i was stunned. what? like, no follow-up questions or “we dont even really know him” or “how is this gonna work”? were they fucking insane?

i messaged her privately saying i really wasn’t comfortable with it, for xyz reasons. among those being 1) rent, because nowhere did she offer to split the rent five ways instead of four (they were basically going to split her room between them, which, no). 2) fridge/living space, which was small enough with four people to one apartment as it is, and 3) just overall “i dont fucking know him” atmosphere. she messaged back saying she understood, and i got to asking why this was so important to her to do now, because she mentioned she wanted to do it “asap” if we’d said yes.

and this is where my “no” turned into “hell fucking no.” she told me this:

in response to my question of if she’d want to put him on the lease, she said no, she wouldn’t want her boyfriend on the lease in case “something happens so she could just tell him to leave” (raising my question: what, exactly, do you expect to happen? maybe the landlord, who lives in the building, finding out someone’s living here illegally? bc THAT WOULD DO IT FOR ME)

she was marrying him in december which is why she wanted it to happen “soon” so they wouldnt be living apart. i asked why she couldnt just wait until the lease was up to do all this, to which she said:

her boyfriend’s green card (he was russian) had expired so he was now paying month to month and that’s when i realized, oh. bitch he’s using you for a green card marriage and you’re trying to inconvenience all of us instead of owning your life like an adult, or something

at some point during the conversation she like tried to bribe me with a couple hundred extra dollars per month “to cover the cost of the extra utlities/wifi/inconvenience,” which i politely declined. this was when i said basically “look i never got the sense you particularly liked living here (massive understatement) and i think that it’d work out best if you moved out, which you’re clearly already planning to do”

and she did start looking immediately. at some point while she was looking i overheard her talking to veronica mentioning that he was a huge fan of putin and she’d asked him to like, politely, stop?, lmao because she didn’t like his entire yknow politics, and he basically said “i’m sorry, i can’t betray my personal/national identity, i just really believe in putin” or whatever the fuck and i thought to myself, this bitch is marrying him anyway for some godforsaken reason

i don’t know why i hoped that she would be any more considerate moving out than when she moved in, but somehow i was still surprised when the sublet she picked out was someone she never introduced us to or mentioned before, she literally just said “hey here’s your new housemate and when she’s moving in” and dropped us a phone number and facebook page.

one last thing: while emily was moving out, veronica mentioned to me that she was really pleased i stood up to her because she felt massively uncomfortable with the situation too. i asked why she didn’t say something, and she said she talked to emily privately airing out her problems, and emily had managed to talk her into accepting that sort-of bribe privately off message, and emily told her ‘just say yes’ in the chat, so she did and was kind of kicking herself for it after. (our other housemate was off doing fuck knows what at this point; she was gone for weeks on end leaving us to take care of her guinea pigs for her with little to no warning.)

but then, veronica says, the big thing that astounds her is that this wasn’t even the same boyfriend who she’d had when she’d moved in. six months had passed by this point. SHE HAD BEEN DATING GREEN CARD GUY FOR LIKE, THREE MONTHS WHEN SHE DROPPED THIS ON US

and then she moved to fucking harlem, one of the yknow most diverse neighborhoods in the city known particularly for its black heritage, so i guess have fun honey

(her replacement somehow turned out to be just as bad as she was, so you can imagine why i was eager for my lease to end in may)

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My gf calls it poly but I can't sleep or befriend a woman via /r/polyamory

My gf calls it poly but I can't sleep or befriend a woman

Well actually already is. She calls it poly but I'm not aloud to do anything or even befriend a female( but she wants me to get head from another man) She went thru alot of trauma recently like the worst you could ever experience for most. After this trauma she had an urge to sleep with other people(to forget and be distracted). Now this was sort of a kink a long time ago for me but wanted to be more involved. We had one experience early on and it didn't go well. Neither party was having a good time it was just bad. After that I still sort of had a kink meaning wanting to have a threesome. But knew it wasn't going to happen. I eventually gave up on it and moved on. She's a very depressed person has been since we've met 5 years ago. It's taking such a toll on me i've always helped her thru it and made sure she felt loved and had support(alot more too). Not only from me but my family. When she was younger she was very bitter and broken. People took it as her just being a bitch but in all reality she just hated her self and hated her life. She use to get fucked with and ghosted constantly by dudes. I think that's where her need for constant attention came from.

But anyway

So basically it's been going on for a month she downloaded tinder with my permission and found some matches etc. I thought it was going to go down way different but our first experience I was at work(with my permission) while she was doing her thing and they waited for me till I got home by then they were already basically done. The threesome only lasted about 10 mins if that and he said he was done. No one finished. Now fast forward

She's met another couple which didn't work out and has another guy she sees on the reg. I've been struggling with this life style since it started but I was desperate to see her happy. She brought it up on her own and when I agreed something changed in her. I couldn't help but just let her be free and be happy and feel confident. Now this whole time I've kind of wondered what was I doing wrong for her to have this need for other men. Like I'm not enough. She denies it and basically says she hates that she needs the attention this bad but it's like really helping her. (Side note she wants a Dom so I know that has something to do with it ) I can be some type of way but I'm a total lover I've asked for certain things like certain style videos if I'm not involved so I could atleast get something out of it but never really got anything I wanted(shitty videos). Or even told her not to be telling people and she tells basically everyone she's cool with and a person that I know(tried to hide it from me) Whenever I feel like I'm struggling with jealousy or heart ache she gets defensive and scared that I'll make her stop. This whole time she's been consumed by it constantly talking to like 4 people at the same time while swiping on tinder and sending nudes etc. It's basically all she does now. It's all she ever looks forward to it's all that give her motivation to help around the house and just normalife shit (when she gets a dick appointment)

This whole time has been terrible for me. She got ghosted a few times and I know it was triggering. But she was being terrible honestly very terrible. Acting like they broke up with her and she was just all alone. I kept making sure she knew I still got her. Still love her and to just drop it but she was so stuck on it. Depressed again until she found someone else.

Now while this is happening our sex life has been great and honestly our relationship has been flawless. Like the best it's been since the beginning(aside from feeling like shit over it). So I just deal with the heart ache ( I can get into it sometimes) but 90 percent of the time I'm not about it.

She made a comment about how she's destroying us cause she knows I struggle with it but it's honestly bullshit when she says this shit bc nothing is gonna change. I finally broke and just told her I'm hurting constantly over it but I support her and just want her to be happy and I'll wait for her. I feel like if I didn't let her do this she would've gotten worse(suicidal) she constantly talks about how she wants to kill herself. She lowkey forced it on me. She talked about being so unhappy before this started even with our relationship to these other men. After I told her that I really don't like it but I won't stop her she tried breaking up with me. Basically told me she couldn't be with me if I hated it but doesn't want to stop. She needs this attention she craves this attention. "She hates that shes like this" I begged her all night to stay with me (kind of feel like a fool for that) but she kept saying stuff like I think some type of way about her and "caught her being a hoe" how this was all my plan to prove that she's a hoe. How she can't be with me unless she can be "open" with me. How she loves being open. She basically chose random men over me. She was so ready to just drop me. Fast forward to the morning and hadn't talked to her but she still felt the same. Didn't wanna be with someone that lied about being into it( when I did say I found joy in it at times) how I made her feel disgusting and made her feel completely stupid brought up old wounds just didn't wanna be with me"how this is abusing her" I gave up and told her I was blocking her an did on my phone but not social media yet. She threatened to kill herself if I blocked her how I'm testing her and how "I know that she wouldn't do it" basically forcing me to keep talking to her. I couldn't stand the thought of loosing her but didn't wanna be a fucking fool. She's the love of my life my soulmate (were so spiritually connected) aside from the bs. The good times are really good times. But it still brothers me that she wouldn't be with me unless we're open and she says it won't be forever just until she copes better ?

I'll stop cause i don't wanna ramble but I'm at lost. I still feel shattered but I truly don't wanna loose her. Idk what to do we also have little obligations that make this even more hard to deal with.

I'm open to suggestions,comment and brutal honesty. I needed to get this out.....

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