#can you tell im in my feels tonight

[mysticmikalla]

Stardew Valley Bachelors Reactions to you cheating on them

Harvey

Harvey was never someone who felt extremely

He was someone who navigated life pretty level-headed, at least he liked to think he did

It wasn’t until you came, long after he believed he’d never be or feel extraordinary, that he began to really feel

Your first kiss, or your wedding day, for example, he felt so extremely happy that he thought that was what his patients described a panic attack as

The elevated pulse, the shakiness, the world having a slight spin to it

But in a good way, a very good way

And when it came to your infidelity, he felt it deeper

It was funny, though, cause you didn’t think he did. He was quiet for the most part, you did most of the talking, the explaining, the crying, the begging

He never yelled, or cried, or begged, he just sat

And eventually he would get up, “I understand”, and leave

That hurt more, somehow

He didn’t even cry that night. Or the night after. Harvey was so stunned, so speechless that this had happened to him, to us, that he just did not register it at first

He would go about his days as usual, just numb, and maybe slightly nauseous

Maybe he was done feeling the extremes you introduced him to

But he was wrong, and on a random weekday it hit him

It hit him so hard he had to close his office early and just cry. He was dizzy and so sick to his stomach that he couldn’t eat for days

He would never show this side in public, however - the next day, he opened his practice as usual, checking in with George as he did on Wednesdays, and eventually even started going back to the weekly Zumba classes again

Nobody will ever know how he grieves at night, especially not you. You do not deserve to know him like that anymore

Shane

Of course

Like, of course this would happen

It’s not like Shane distrusted you or the love you claimed you felt for him, either

But something was bound to go wrong, right?

Whether it be your death, a fuckup on his part or some other tragedy that befell the two of you, there was no way he was going to stay happy

It never lasts for me

Old habits die hard, but Shane just wanted to die

Not in a dramatic sense, either, but when he started seeing the bottom of the bottle on a daily basis again, he genuinely didn’t think there was a way out of this, he would not survive it this time

I wish he wouldn’t blame himself, but of course he did

Only he would be bad enough, dirty enough or broken enough to drive someone as good as you away

It had to be his fault. He wouldn’t go back to you anyway, but it had to be his fault

Was he actually so repulsive that he drove you into someone else’s arms? Did he drag you down so much that you needed to get away that badly?

You had him believe he wasn't bad, or repulsive, but then again, you fucked someone else, so what was he supposed to believe?

It took him a while to realize that you were never as good as he thought you were. But that didn’t help. All he was left with now was resentment towards you and resentment towards himself. There were not winners here

It won’t be as dark as that first year without you was, but Shane will never be happy again, not truly

Sam

He was a blubbering mess when you told him

The mixture of disbelief and the understanding that, oh, that’s why you’ve been off lately was entirely too much to handle, too much and all at once

Sam was always self assured, and he made friends and somewhat deep connections with people pretty easily

But none of that came close to what you two had

The relationship had always been easy - from the moment you two met, it was just so easy

And friendship led to a crush, a glance or two and sweaty palms

And then he was infatuated, and while always a daydreamer, Sam would think about you so much he couldn’t sleep

The love and respect he thought blossomed from that was so deep that it was untouchable

So did something so easy, so natural and good become one of the worst things that ever happened to him?

He’d kiss you, desperate, and in between kisses he would beg, “That’s not true, is it? Tell me it’s not true. I love you.”

And when he found that you weren’t kissing back, he would back away and mumble, “It’s true, isn’t it?”

Sam would need to see you again after you broke up - he still needed to understand, or know, or just express how angry and frustrated he was, and how dare you do that to him

He had a lot of support from his family and community- everyone loves Sam, and it was hard not to take his side on this one. That's what ultimately got him through it

But like never before in his life, he will question and doubt a good thing before it gets too good next time, if there’s ever a next time

Sebastian

He would not allow himself to feel

After hearing it as a rumor, then reluctantly confirming it with you, Sebastian would do anything to not feel what you had just done to him

Whether it was keeping himself busy with work, getting so high that he would forget your name, listening to such loud music that he couldn’t hear himself think, or all three at once, he would hold onto his anger and hope that grief would not reach him

He told you to stay the fuck away, and he would do his best to avoid you. Not once did he try to reach out and express his anger, or even stalk you on social media or ask about you.

God, especially not ask about you, he could not let himself be that pathetic

Withdrew socially even more, although when he did go out to the saloon, Sam and Abby noticed a new habit, how he would have to have a drink or three

Sebastian was never much of a drinker

It wasn’t until you inevitably ran into each other again that it really hit him that you weren’t his anymore

How he wouldn’t be able to come up to you and just talk and just be him, you know? Saturday nights weren’t his to look forward with you anymore

That your skin and your hair and your scent weren’t his, and even worse, they had been someone else’s, you had been under someone else

That’s when he would grieve. Then he would cry. That’s when he would realize that grief needed to be felt in order to be healed

And he would grieve, in his own way. He would take his time until eventually he could stand being around his family again. They tended to hover nowadays.

He allowed himself to miss and to think of you until the thoughts were no longer sad, or angry, just indifferent.

And now Sebastian is over you

Elliot

They say heartbreak is the strongest muse of all

Or at least he read it once, a few years ago

Now Elliot disagrees

At first, he did not believe it when he was told. He flat out denied it, almost letting out a chuckle at how ridiculous the thought of you being unfaithful was

I mean, there was no way. Your love was that of novels and songs, the kind that was eternalized in drawings and paintings worthy of museums

It had to he a misunderstanding, he was sure, and he hardly had to spend too much energy thinking about it

But when it came time to ask you, the way your smiled faded and lips formed into an apology, Elliot’s whole world collapsed

He would be silent

There were too many words and questions he needed to ask but didn’t actually want to know

Now to render a writer speechless... That was a feat, MC

Afterwards, he would not write or compose for months, almost a year. He did not want to, he did not have an ounce of inspiration, a drop of desire to create

And then, as predicted, everything he created was molded from his heartbreak, which he despised, which he thought was ugly and undeserving and would eventually just end up scraping.

It will take him years to produce something he is finally proud of again

Alex

Like Elliot, he would not believe it at first

But unlike Elliot, the thought did start to bother him enough that he needed to confront you pretty soon after he heard the gossip, the rumors

And even after a silent nod of your head and the tears brimming in your eyes, he did not want to believe

He would come close to you, grab you gently by the shoulders, and plead with you that it was a lie, or at least a very sick joke which he could eventually forgive you for

“With who? When? How many times?” He would ask again and again, frantic, but then dismiss your answer before you could give it

You talked for a long time that night, taking turns pleading and crying and yelling and then begging

Alex then stormed off, slamming the door shut, as if he could outrun what you had just told him

At first he was confused, and he seriously considered forgiving you and going back. There was just no way he could see himself without you anymore… How could you so effortlessly discard him? Maybe it was a one time thing....

That confusion would soon turn into more anger after enough support from his grandparents and Haley talking him out of giving in

After that, no way could he ever see himself going back. He deserved better. Fuck that. And fuck you, too

[hella1975]

so there's a reason my new job got back to me so quickly about my application and that's bc it's an absolute fucking shambles like actually perfect timing for me to decide to rewatch the bear bc i have never more felt like ive been thrown into a broke on-its-knees establishment trying to crawl its way up the ladder where i am somehow a godsend to them. my old job was crazy and shambolic in the sense that the industry is just Like That but this one?????? insanity. every 5 mins i am questioning what im doing with my life. ive already had a walk-in fridge moment

[stuckinapril]

kinda crazy how the main girl group I went out with fell out bc of a man tbh

[bastiodon8]

okay i can post this in tags sure why not

[saintbleeding]

i will also ask, for more jontim <3 your headcanons, give them to me 🖐️🖐️🖐️

[ID: Two digital sketches of Jon and Tim from TMA. Jon is a tall, thin man with short, curly hair, stubble, and glasses, and Tim is a shorter, chubby man with short, straight hair. In the first sketch, Jon and Tim are sitting side by side as Jon smokes. Jon throws his head back in laughter and Tim gazes fondly at him, a little love heart next to his face. In the second, they are kissing, but an umbrella obscures the view of their faces. Tim holds the umbrella and Jon covers Tim’s hand with his own, a lit cigarette between his first two fingers. Jon’s other hand is visible on the back of Tim’s neck. End ID.]

my hcs are that they are simply such guys bein dudes bi4bi style.

also that they live in that weird in between pre-canon where it’s like wow. love my friend. love how we kiss sometimes. i would totally date them. haha jk. unless…? no but. haha. only if he asked first 👉👈

[dandyshucks]

i am freeeeeeeee [collapses into a pile of dust]

[brown-little-robin]

my last week, a visual demonstration

[natugood]

I really need to stop reading my therapist's session notes given the psychic whiplash I experience half the time I read them, especially since im like 99% sure I shouldn't be able to see them in the first place, but like.... im so curious. I want to knowwwww

[elegyofthemoon]

wait actually this one post makes a good point i wish there was actually tags to separate between hsr and hi3 bronseele and on that note actually any of the overlapping characters alskdjfha but the search engine sucks ass on this website so you'll always have overlap either way i think :I

[izzy-b-hands]

Me to myself: you are SO behind on finishing your izzy bingo prompts. You definitely won't finish the whole card now, and you've gotten so little done today. We DON'T need to research if this roadside coastal motel in our head actually exists anywhere. NO ONE IS GOING TO GIVE A FUCK

Also me: Time to search google maps for coastal motels and hotels and cabins and things while my word doc that's got a nearly fucking finished draft on it rots waiting for me!

[kiras-monkey-bum-face]

where's the love for the average lesbians (me)? you know the ones that are too masc to be considered femme but too femme to be considered masc (still me)? the lesbians that don't want to move fast and can't stand the idea of dating apps because they just favour the conventionally attractive (also me). where's the love for the lesbians that dont want to fall into a stereotype catagory and just want to exist (I'm talking about me)

[thegreatestheaver]

i love my friends thank you to everyone who is patient and kind to me whenever im busy or weird or having an episode or whatever. i love you

[hearts-hunger]

[floral-hex]

I’m so tired. I’m always tired. This suuuucks. and I’m sad and shitty. I know it’s only been a couple of weeks, but I don’t think remeron is a workin for me. Accidentally typed “wormin for me” at first. I wish it was wormin for me. Why won’t you worm for me?😔

[catfishofoldin99colours]

sometimes Bridgerton makes you confront the deeply unpleasant well of self abandonment you hold deep inside, cold and lonely and so so quiet it's almost completely forgotten, until something digs just right and hits it again and makes you realise that yeah, you're functional, you're capable of maintaining friendships and connections and being a normal person with your loved ones, but is there any way to curl this petrified solid ball of layers open to let someone else in so closely and vulnerably without bursting into flames? You're honestly genuinely unsure, and worse than that, you're scared to find out what the answer may be

And other times Bridgerton absolutely takes you out with the subtitle that the band is playing a classical rendition of 'wrecking ball'

[toastsnaffler]

ykw actually I am angry + disappointed w them. I've been pushing how I feel aside and trying to make it my own fault so it's all contained but I think theyve just been mean. and they really should know me better ik I try to pretend I don't expect more from them so I feel less hurt when they do things that upset me but we've been friends for years by this point. like come on.