Break Up - Blog Posts

I broke up with my girlfriend today, I'm literally upset. But she was talking rude to me, I did the bad finger and she said that's now funny. But then she tried being funny, she even let me sit by myself while we were doing art class. She didn't check up on me, or ask how I was doing. I just want someone who can treat me kindly and equal respect.

'' BROKEN TO FIXED ,,

|| pairings: hawks x gn!reader / keigo takami x gn!reader

|| warnings: getting broken up with (not by hawks), not specified gender for ex, no use of y/n

|| this is very self indulgent since i js went thru a break up 😭 hawks my one true love LMAO

|| word count: 0.9k

|| You and Keigo had been friends for a few years, ever since he debuted in fact! You'd gotten in contact with him after your friend from highschool, Miruko, or well Rumi, invited you to some hero party. And there he was! You two hit it off pretty easily, becoming close friends in the process, much to Rumi's dismay. (She loves when her friends get along! Just don't forget about her lol!)

|| After that party, you both stayed in contact. Everyday, you'd visit his agency with small treats or take our food for lunch! Some for his sidekicks too! Everyone absolutely loved you. And that didn't exclude Keigo.

|| Keigo never said anything, honestly he was scared. You were one of his only friends who wasn't a hero or wasn't using him. He didn't wanna ruin it! So he kept his feelings hidden. Despite his confident, playboy persona, he was in all honesty a nervous wreck, especially around you. You never really paid any mind to it, it was pretty amusing afterall.

|| Things... Changed after you got a partner though. They were pretty nice, honestly they seemed open to be friends with your friends as well! But Keigo on the other hand... He always made excuses on why he couldn't hangout if you mentioned your partner would come along, or he'd ditch last minute with the excuse of hero stuff. You didn't really mind, he was a hero for crying out loud!.. But you missed him.

|| Whatever, if he didn't wanna be friends, it's fine..! You and your partner stayed together around a year and a half. You thought, this is the person who'll stay with me! Despite some ups and downs, and... Having to defend them against your friends, it'd work out!

|| But you were wrong. Even after all the ups and downs you both experienced.. They left. Saying that they still loved you, but they weren't in love with you. That they still cared, but it wasn't the same. You swore it was working. Maybe you were just being dumb again.

|| You first tried to call up Rumi, she was one of your closest friends afterall, but she was busy, probably on a mission or on late night patrol. So, after much hesitation, you called up Keigo. God, you felt like you were making a mistake. After so many times of saying "They're a good person!" or "I love them, really" it felt embarrassing to call Keigo. But.. He picked up.

|| "Birdie! Heyo, how's it going?" Keigo chirped out as he picked up the phone. He had just been watching some movie on his tv, due to not having to work, for once. His carefree attitude soon enough dropped the second he heard sniffles on the other hand. You explained what happened, that they broke up with you, and that you just.. Needed someone to listen. He stayed silent for a few moments, you thought he hung up.

|| Knock knock. What the? You look over to your balcony window and it's Keigo, hair a mess, a bag of presumably ice cream and food in it, and he was still in his sweatpants and messy looking shirt he probably fell asleep in. You quickly rushed over to the balcony window and opened it up. Your cheeks flushed and stained with tears, eyes puffy and hair a mess. It looked like you were the one who flew around the city.

|| "Keigo?" The second you said his name he embraced you, wrapping his arms and wings around you in a safe caccoon. Rubbing small patterns on your back as you sobbed into his shirt. God, this was embarrassing. But it's exactly what you needed. You and Keigo stayed in that position for what felt like an eternity, you sobbing into his shirt, rambling on about who knows what as Keigo rubbed your back in silent comfort.

|| After a while, you found yourself on your couch, a bowl of ice cream in hand as a blanket overed you with an extra layer of Keigo's wing over your shoulder. It was nice. You rambled about how shitty you felt, how you felt like your life just ended, how you're going to miss your partner as Keigo sat there, listening. At one point you asked if he had anything to say, and for once he didn't. He just wanted to be there to help you.

|| He pushed his feelings for you aside in order to comfort you. Honestly, he felt guilty for not being around when you were with your partner, but dwelling on the past wouldn't change anything. What mattered was you and to help you move on.

|| The days after your break up was.. Rough to say the least. You'd be to groggy to even get out of bed, you used up more than half of your sick days to stay out of work, and Keigo, surprisingly, was there for most of it. Of course, he had to be a hero, obviously he was the number two hero. But everytime he had even a five minute break he called you up and made sure you were okay.

|| He'd bring small gifts and snacks to help cheer you up, sometimes some of it was from Rumi as well! It was sweet and helped you off your feet. His support meant everything to you.

|| Now, Keigo wouldn't tell you about his crush on you just yet, obviously that'd be a.. Pretty bad move on his part. Avoid you a bunch for the past year then move in on you after a bad break up? Terrible idea. So for now, he'd settle for being your best friend. Unaware that you were slowly developing feelings for him as well.

did i make this js cz i got broken up with like one or two weeks ago? yeah. but SHUTTUP!! hawks my pookie.... my one true love........

also early merry christmas to whoever celebrates, i might be making a small dabble of diff mha characters spending christmas with you (platonic or not) idk! SMILES!

it's selfish,

I know it is.

I apologized for it,

which I know means nothing.

yet I still pressed send,

for me not for you.

and I tell you that,

in typed out abbreviated words.

'so sorry chat',

like it fixes my cruelty.

I could've left well enough alone,

but who am I kidding.

my friends wonder why people vape,

when they know it's bad for them.

well why do they procrastinate writing essays?

why do we stay up late on school nights?

why do I scratch and scrape at my scared skin?

why did I press send on that damn message?

it's selfish,

self harm its in the name.

I apologized for it,

which I know means nothing.

I am so fucking sorry,

for all the wrong reasons.

No excuse to cheat

Warnings: Slight angst, slight hurt/comfort, cheating boyfriend, arguing, break-up.

“You're an asshole!" You screamed at him. You were furious. You had just found out your boyfriend had cheated on you and now he was trying to give you weak excuses as if it made things okay.”

"Y/N, please. I'm sorry." He said.

You scoffed bitterly. "Oh, your sorry? So that makes everything okay, does it? No! It doesn't. You being sorry doesn't change the fact that you did it in the first place. In fact, I doubt your even sorry at all. Your just sorry you got caught. You know what? I'm sorry. I'm sorry I ever thought you were worth my attention in the first place."

"Y/N, I still love you. We can still be together," he pleaded desperately.

"Why....would I want a cheating scumbag like you? I think I'll pass thanks," you sneered in disgust. In all the anger and shouting, you hadn't noticed Castiel in the doorway, watching the scene intently. The Angel had heard you shouting and went to investigate. His eyes narrowed in anger at your boyfriend - or should you say ex boyfriend. There was no way in hell you were gonna take him back. Your boyfriend attempted to grab your wrist but you pulled away. "Ya know what the sad part is? I actually loved and trusted you and this is how you repay me?! By going behind my back and shagging some bimbo slut that probably couldn't find her way round anything even if she tried. No. I'm done with you." You turned to walk away but he grabbed you.

"Please, we can work this out."

"Why would I want to?" You snapped. "You betrayed me! You broke my trust and anything I held for you. It's men like you that cause the most pain to women. You claim to love em but at the end of the day, men like you seem to forget one thing. Cheating isn't an accident or a mistake. You don't slip and fall into another girl's fucking vagina! Getting the wrong thing from the shops is a mistake. Cheating is a choice, it's intentional. There is no if's or but's. You knew exactly what you were doing and how I'd feel if I found out and yet you did it anyway. If you loved someone then there's no way in hell you'd ever cheat on that person. Ever! Love is true and pure, it's being loyal, truthful and faithful. That's what love is. How the hell can you stand there and tell me you love me? Loving someone is how I loved you. I never once thought or ever considered doing to you what you've done to me. I don't need your fucking excuses! It's no excuse to cheat. Just get the hell out and stay the fuck away from me. We're done and I want nothing to do with you. Ever!"

This was the moment Castiel chose to reveal himself. He stepped forward, catching your attention. Your eyes widened. "Cas?"

Your boyfriend's eyes narrowed as he took in your expression then turned to look at the Angel. Castiel stopped beside you, his eyes soft and caring. Something your boyfriend didn't like. "Look, it was only for a few months, okay? It was just a bit of fun. Let's just go home."

Your jaw dropped. Was he serious? Not only did he cheat but he just expected you to forgive him and let it go like it was nothing and play happy families again. Well he can think again. "I'm not going anywhere with you. We don't have a home. That disappeared when you did what you did. You threw it all away for some trashy bitch. Now you can deal with the consequences. I meant what I said. We're done."

"I wouldn't be throwing anything away if you'd just get your ass home." He snapped. You lunged at him but Castiel held you back. You were fuming. How dare this bastard act as if he'd done nothing wrong! Although you didn't know it, Castiel was also furious. Furious at how your boyfriend was treating you. He was supposed to love and care for you but he wasn't. And he wasn't even remorseful about it. "Are you coming or not?" He asked impatiently.

"No, I'm not!" You snarled.

"Ya know, I wouldn't have had to cheat if you had just put out and given me what I wanted. It's your fault really," he stated, rolling his eyes.

That was it. You gave Castiel a dark look and he immediately let you go. Before your boyfriend could react, you were on him in seconds. The first punch broke his nose. The second hit landed on his eye. He would be sporting a black eye later but you didn't care. When he was unconscious and you were satisfied, you got up, breathing heavily. "Go to hell."

You walked away, leaving him on the floor. Castiel followed closely behind you. When you were far away enough, you broke down in tears. You fell into his arms when you felt his arms wrap around your waist from behind. "I'm sorry, Y/N. You didn't deserve that. I promise you'll find someone who will be loyal to you as you are to others and he'll look after you like you deserve," he vowed.

You shook your head sadly. "How would you know?"

"Because I already love you and I promise you I'll never hurt you. I'll wait a thousand years for you."

"I don't think you'll have to wait long."

When I walk into the room he’s already puffed-up wide-eyed scared

Looking like he’s seen god at the bottom of a bottle

I ask him what’s wrong and he shakes

Shakes his head

There’s something that neither of us want to say.

It’s on the horizon

Ground-shaking, dead-waking, alarms wailing as it pushes closer

He’s stuck in its path and in that body-freeze

Ready to be struck

I’m laughing in time with the rumble and staring down from behind the wheel

Wondering if the bottle or the god will save him first

I walk into the room.

any trace of you is burned into the back of my mind with the pen i used to write our love story

A.R. {all six hundred and thirty pages}

Roses once red now they just dead 🥀 🌹.. whatever 🙄 .. she's happy 😊😔

you’re making playlists you and him will listen to on the road now. i’m nothing if not only in your rearview mirror. enjoy the trip, bitch

i was going through boxes of books and old clothes when i found the scarf you lent me.

we were going to the football and it was cold and i didn’t bring a jacket, so you lent me your scarf- your favourite team scarf.

how is it possible for a scarf to claw its way into my chest and stop my heart from beating? it’s not? well, it’s happening. it’s possible.

i almost forgot what it was like to be 16, and to love my best friend with my whole heart- my best friend who secretly loved me a little too much;

i almost forgot what it was like at 18 to kiss you in the dead of night and dismiss you in the morning;

i almost forgot how entwined we once were, how many libraries i could fill with every story and aching that passed between us.

staring at your scarf, now dusted by 10 years, i can’t think of anything else.

Sad but true.

We all wanted Aziraphale and Crowley to end up like Beelzebub and Gabriel, having their happily ever after but they ended up being more like Maggie and Nina. Even after the most epic adventure, and 6000 years of pining, they still couldn’t be together.

Crowley thought him and Aziraphale could be like Gabriel and Beelzebub, going off together for the rest of eternity, but then he realised they weren’t on “our side” anymore and Aziraphale couldn't accept that Crowley isn't an angel and Crowley not wanting to go back to be an angel.

Crowley just wanted to be with Aziraphale, his angel.

My Thoughts On Aziraphale & Crowley’s Kiss & Break Up

This ripped my heart out, broke it to pieces, threw it on the floor and stomped on it.

I’m broken now.

I’m Not Ready for You to Forget Me

author: Yudil

summary:

Jamil has a nightmare that leads to him avoiding Leona, but his avoidance only ends up drawing more attention to himself.

“It’s not normal,” Leona says, and this hurts more than it should. He means the magic afoot — not the time they spent together — but it still stings. “Whatever you’re doin’, you’re gonna stop. Now.” “Why do you think I have anything to do with it?” Jamil bites back. “These so-called unnatural cravings of yours.” “Because” — Leona says this as he touches Jamil’s face, tilting his chin up — “there is no reason why I would ever want you.”

today I love you

tomorrow I hate you

next week we are forgotten

today you love me

tomorrow you miss me

next week we are forgotten

let's meet inside of your mind I want to fight the demons which haunt you at night let me become a part of you like you've become a part of me I bet your soul is soft and sweet like honey when it touches your lips I would stroke it tenderly until I start to understand the universe it carries inside

and even after you are gone and we leave what we called perfect I'll still know the feeling of you the softness and beauty and where your secret parts are buried like a treasure I'll still know you and remember the better part of me will always be you

I used to feel so deeply for you but now I am confused about the love that I felt about the love that I lost

I used to feel so strong with my heart dancing in fire it never burned out it never lost its desire

I used to feel so passionate like it was only you and me passionate about us passionate about who we could be

Now I feel nothing of the things that I used to feel I stare into your eyes black holes, just as dead as mine

How could we become these deadly boring people? Weren't we the ones which used to breathe through kisses?

How could we lose all of this and slowly become enemies? we stopped to dance in our light we rather start wars in our shadow

How lovely it would be to go back to the art of passion but we buried it our fallen feeling of desire

“I am going to change, I promise” I never knew that changing could mean leaving Maybe not even you knew Maybe no one could

I saw that; I saw you How you kept your promise of changing How you and your mind drifted away every day a little bit more a little bit more away from me away from staying

I changed to stop you from leaving No matter how similar we may be Our words may sound the same But changing never meant leaving to me

Like I never meant home to you