If you want to ride Louis’ coattails to fame you should maybe not imply his fans (ya know, the fans you want to buy your shit) are grudge-holding conspiracy nuts. That’s not exactly the best way to win people over.
You may have grown in some ways, but you still sound like the same condescending asshole you’ve always been.
A/N: Warnings: This is angst. The reader has to go through some certain stuff.
Tears bricked at the corner of your eyes as you blinked harshly, trying to shake away the crushing feeling in your heart. You ran and ran, in a desperate attempt to be as far away from the house that you used love visiting.
Gritting your teeth, you refused to let yourself cry; He wasn’t worth your tears, but that didn’t stop a lone droplet escape your right eye as you remembered what had occurred.
“Ezio? I am sorry for not informing but…” you shuttered, blushing a bit when you grabbed the doorknob; you didn’t want to disturb him or make yourself appear unworthy of his trust as he had given you a key for emergencies. His approval and trust meant everything to you. “I came back earlier than expected, so I decided to surprise you…” Your sentence was cut off by a shocking scene.
Your boyfriend was in the king sized bed with a beautiful girl with fiery red hair and lips and beautiful, piercing eyes. She was looking at you mockingly, as if she had decided that you were not worthy of her lover. And from the looks of it, they were not cousins or relatives of any sort. Not that you would have believed that, even if he claimed it.
The person you two obviously shared was ogling at you in a stupid manner, his mouth opening and closing like a fish. It was obvious that he was speechless, not expecting you to catch him on the act.
“Oh. Guess who got surprised today…" You let out a humorless laugh, and shook your head, as if you were having fun. “I am not going to ask why you chose to cheat me for a porn.” At this the woman gasped loudly, before she narrowed her eyes and glared at you. Of course and you knew her; she was the tigress of Forli. It was known that she was not a normal woman, that she couldn’t be tamed. Of course and Ezio would prefer her and not me, you thought bitterly. However, you made sure not to show weakness. If this man had taught you anything, was to not give the enemy a right to fool you again.
The Italian assassin on the other hand looked like his eyes were going to get out of their place; you were normally very shy, and your choice of words surprised him greatly.
“…And I am not going to ask why, or since when this has been happening. I just wanted to officially announce you that we are done, not that you care but whatever. Goodbye.” You swallowed the knot in your throat, determined not to let your tough act slip away, something that didn’t go unnoticed by Ezio, and turned around, leaving behind your boyfriend.
You didn’t bother to look behind you as you closed the bedroom door, dumping not only the cold mask you were wearing, but also your steady, calm pace.
The problem with betrayal was that it never came from your enemies.
I’m gonna be honest and go ahead and go out on a limb and say that I used to be a “anti-SJW” fuckface who sucked Sargon’s flaccid cock all day until I realized that it was all racist bullshit that only caused more harm than good.
Fucking Jontron screeching things now are worse than they’ve ever been because people are always arguing. MOTHER FUCKER, YOUR fucking crowd of jackasses are the ones fucking defending NAZISM and you’re surprised that you idiots are facing confrontation? FUCK OFF.
I MENTION THAT I USED TO BE A SARGON FUCKBOI BECAUSE I KNOW SARGON’S GO TO ARGUMENTS AND FUCKING JON FUCKING TRON JUST REPEATED EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM DURING THE DEBATE WITH DENSITY.
Jon, I used to perhaps be one of your biggest fans, but now, oh now, I’m going instruct you and your cuck of a boyfriend, Sargon, to suck my Mexican cock.
AND ALL YOU FUCKING ANTI SJWS ARE GOING TO SCREAM, “ARE YOU TRIGGERED FEMNAZI?”
This bullshit isn’t even about whether you’re a feminist or not anymore, this is about being a good FUCKING PERSON.
you guys know that one jackass from mortal kombat who literally just shows up to the fantastic otherworldly martial arts tournament with a fucking gun? this fucking dipshit who fails to comprehend the intensity of the shit hes in?
his voice actor is fucking mccree from overwatch. like… i dont even understand how someone could possibly be branded as “the dude who clearly does not fucking belong in the same lineup as the other characters but also has a gun” but just because i dont get it doesnt mean its going to stop gun man