we're you waiting? Buying me time till I came back.. did you see a storm and assume it was me making my way home, weaving and unweaving a shroud to buy me and you time from suitors, waiting 20 years for me. Well I'm home, Tumblr was waiting and I have finally came back, would you.. accept me as your anon again? Even know all I have read..? (I haven't listened in months, so I can't remember lyrics but I also added a twist, epic is peak)
-pinkie anon, Odysseus in another life, as you are Penelope in the same. (Platonic, silliness)
Annnnnnndddd you're my favorite anon now.
Yes, i have. Waiting on every wave and tide that it would be you. In another life, you would've been perfect as Odysseus, sighhhh...
I SAW YOUR POST, ALAS THE JOURNEY WAS LONG BUT ONCE AGAIN I HAVE RETURNED HOME TO YOU!! the seas currents caused trouble but nothing I, your anon can't handle.
-pinkie anon
OH EM GEE!!!!!!!!!!! I FEEL LIKE PENELOPE RN I'M ROLLING 😭😭😭😭😭
Welcome back fr!!!!!! I lowk was about to post my hair... BUT that's for another dayyyy!!!!!!
Userboxes!! I didnt really know what to make them say so feel free to request alts!!
Also three stamps of missing texture related genders!!
Missinggender or missingtexturegender - Coined by DaughterOfVenus - A gender similar to agender in which your gender is missing, or related to the missing texture (flag is just missing texture)
Missingtextureic - Coined by 🐾 ⨾ 𐔌˙ Woofy .ᐟ ꒱ - A xenogender related to a missing texture or feeling like a gender is missing like missing texture.
Missingtexuregender - Coined by Kasper - A xenogender for people who feel strongly connected to missing textures in video games
THEY DIDN'T DESERVE YOU ANYWAYS. AND JUST LOOK AT THEM COMPARED TO BRIAN.. exactlyyy nothing compared to the goat. Hope your doing okay, and remember to take time to yourself, relationships don't always last but it's important to move on and not let it tear you down, sorry abt the breakup 🥺
-pinkie anon, I will slander your ex sorry, not really tho
YOU GET ITTTTTTTT THANK YEWWWWWWWW I'm crine bro i was talking to my friends abt him and they lowk started pointing out shit i thought was romantic so LMAOOO butttt he was a situationship and he was SOOOOO weird i can't 😭😭😭😭 i got so many screenshots and the break up text ON DISCORD TOO 😭
This is your reminder NOT to be open-minded on discord!!! Be a hater!!!!!
YOUR AVOIDANT FIC WITH NATALIE WAS SO PEAK 🥹🩷 i actually had to pause and let the writing sink in before continuing to read 😖 it was SO GOOD !!!! 🤩
will we ever get a part two 👀 or an aftermath blurb ?
THANK YOUUUUUUUU, and maybeeeeee... It depends on if people actually want a part two orrrr if they have a request for another character that i can connect with the fic!!!! As of rn, my requests are open!!!! 😋
So I'm sad, so I'm upset.. that was great thank you.. BUT ALSO KISSING SOMEONE ELSE?? ESP KATE?! wish I was there to see it 🥺.. ANYWAYS thank you thank you!! I've been craving french toast and wanting it so bad.. I haven't slept at all bc I want it as soon as it hits 6 but also I need sleep ANYWAYS THANK YOU IT WAS AWESOME
- pinkie anon, devastated but happy 😌
TWIN omg french toast... 🤤
THANK YOIUIIUIIIIIUUUU, HOPEFULLY YOU GET YOUR TOAST1!1!11!!!!
CW! Angst, Gn/fem!reader, talks of deep topics like fate, established relationship, cheating, and mentions of self harm and religious trauma.
A/N: hiiiiiiiiii hiiiiiii pls don't hate meeeeeeeeeee... I love y'all... I suggest you listen to 'picking petals' by Alyssa Grace or 'Steady' by Bella Kate for this... <3
Natalie was complex. You knew that. Hell, when you first met, you thought she hated you. But fortunately for you, fate had different plans... At least you thought it did.
You weren't religious, far from it. Growing up in a religious household did more harm than good to your mental state. Religion itself never crossed your mind normally, but the mention of 'fate' and 'destiny' always intrigued you.
The thought of a higher being looking down at two people and thinking they were so worthy of each other that they were written by existence itself to be together was comforting and dreadful at the same time. The thought of being soul tied to someone you didn't know was scary. It was the ideology that everyone's lives were already written down like a script.
You've always been an optimist, the other proxies knew that. Tim called it "delusional thinking", Brian often ignored your encouragement, too focused on trying to survive. Toby tried listening to you, tried his best to be happy with being alive, but it never lasted long.
Nothing ever did.
Natalie was a very closed off lover. She barely opened up, barely softened her gaze for anyone, not even you. But you know she was yours, even if she wasn't affectionate. You knew her past, her trauma, her story, but you still couldn't help but feeling like she was a stranger at times. You often forget you're even dating because she treats you more like a close friend than a lover.
You try to ignore it most times, ignore the gnawing feeling that she never truly loved you back. Thoughts would often flood your mind. Painful, doubtful, and often sending you spiralling. "What if she only said yes because of pity?", "does she even see me as her lover?", "maybe i should just break up with her, set her free..."
Every single thought sent a sting behind your eyes, drawing tears most times. Natalie didn't help ease the doubts either, most times just standing in the door way, staring at you cry. She never really knew how to comfort anyone, much less you.
And it hurt. It hurt so much. You tried your best to ignore it, to turn a blind eye to it, maybe even drink away the pain. Anything to live in ignorance and enjoy the moments of intimacy you do get... But when does ignorance ever fix anything?
One night, you couldn't take it.
"Hey, Nat? You think we could talk about something?" You spoke quietly into the living room, your shoulders slumped slightly as you fiddled with a loose string of your sweater.
"Yeah? What is it, Bug?" Natalie answered distractedly, cleaning the barrel of her shotgun. She looked so calm. So pretty. It almost made you want to swallow your thoughts back and drink them away.
But you couldn't. Not with the knowledge that the feeling will always come back after each morning. After the drinks faded and you become sober once more. You wanted to feel at ease, peaceful, even. "W-what are... We?" You managed to choke out, stumbling on your words slightly as you glanced at her.
"What do you mean, bug? You're my girlfriend and I'm yours, isn't that simple enough?" She turned to look at you, eyes filled with confusion and mild annoyance. "Don't tell me you're actually thinking about that again. You know i love you, right? That kiss with Kate was a joke." She paused, knowing she let something slip.
That kiss with Kate. You didn't know about that. She... She kissed someone else? As a joke? It all into you like a physical punch to the chest.
You stared at Natalie, staring at a stranger that you thought you knew. "... What?" Was all the came out of your mouth.
Then the rest was a blur to you. Thoughts flooded your mind, each one worse than the other. The religious side of your mind screamed at you to get on your knees and pray for repentance, you sinned for someone who wouldn't do the same for you. You threw all the ways to get into heaven for someone who didn't even look at you with love. The logical side of you wanted to scream and shout for Natalie to leave, but we all know your anger often goes to sadness.
You hated yourself more than you hated Natalie at this moment. You hated the amount of time you spent trying to come to terms with your complicated mind, battling yourself to accept the fact you liked women, even when you were raised to think that was the biggest sin a person could do. The sin of love. And you wasted it on someone who didn't deserve it.
You looked at Natalie through your tears. Really looked at her. All you saw was a stranger. Not a complex lover, not an avoidant trying to come to terms with her feelings, you saw someone you didn't know and never did.
