#( pls stop. i cant handle this.. )

[xiaobaosnoona]

[cherryxblossxms]

Thing on Twitter going around about seeing your height comparison with your fave and

I'm being SO normal about this size difference. Totally

[thinningoutgypsy]

love how people expect to get better.

WHEN LITERALLY NOBODY WILL HELP & NOBODY GIVES A FUCK.

but yeah, totally i can get better

[olliedollie1204]

i dont fucking feel good jesus christ

[widowmaker]

to first time cat owners: please do NOT get a bengal

[rey-of--sunshine]

i am in sh a m ble s

i dont normally post anything on here but

can someone tell me why ALL OF MY ULT GROUPS ARE DOING A COMEBACK OF SOME SORT IN JULY ?!?!? HELLO ???? (not only are three of them releasing THE SAME DAYYY HUHHHH)

gidle i sway 7/8 boynextdoor and 7/10 enhypen romance:untold 7/12 twice dive 7/17 stray kids ate 7/19 the boyz gibberish also 7/19 jimin muse ALSO 7/19 (as im writing this he literally dropped smeraldo garden marching band LESS THAN AN HOUR AGO . WWHAT) IN WHAT WORLD. THIS OEN APPARENTLY

all within the span of 12 days : D ... thats not even two weeks ...... did i even cover everythign 😭

i cant even function rn like hhhhHHHHHH JULY IS IN LESS THAN A WEEEEKEKK KEKEKEKFHAEAHFDSKAHD

[bellzsad]

I CANT KEEP GOING ON LIKE THIS

[hehebread]

can’t talk about leaks on twt bc i don’t wanna be blocked by my fave artists BUT GOD GOOD LORD MY GOD HORI I AM ON MY KNEES WHAT I LITERALLY GASPED AT WORK

[agnessmadness]

GIGI IS IN MY ASKBOX I NEED TO SQUEEZE OUT SOME NEW THOUGHTS

[your-average-gay-dork]

Pls don’t tell me you can see a future with me unless you absolutely mean it. Don’t tell me unless you feel that shit in your chest.

[aria0fgold]

The relationship between me and my favourite desserts (Macaron and Leche Flan) is a toxic yuri of its own where my mouth and throat is screaming at me not to take another bite and drink water but I refuse to listen until I finished eating one macaron or a quarter of the lecha flan so I can fully savour the taste. And then I'd run to get the water cuz I can hear the clock ticking down to my punishment in the form of a sore throat if I spend so much as five more minutes without drinking anything to wash the sweetness down.

[thinningoutgypsy]

TW: SELF H@RM

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[neonbuntx]

am I the only person who has like this really short hyperfixations where you follow all the tags that have something to do with it and suddenly you're bored by them and tumblr shows you all this SUPER ANNOYING stuff and that's when you start to HATE the hyperfixation? or is it just me? pls tell me it's not just me!?

[arolesbianism]

I wanna make art for my dst roleswap au sooo bad but at the same time I think if I had to deal with even a single person deadnaming Wx on my posts I would snap

[lucygraysboy]

it’s now or never, billy tells himself, rolling onto his side as his forearms begin to go numb. he either cuts all ties to his past and lucy gray now or she’ll keep coming back, doing what she’s done earlier today, bombarding his phone with strange messages that feel more like invisible knives, cutting into his heart, haunting him. he can’t say what’s possessed him to type all those cold, cruel words when he could have just blocked her number, but there’s no taking them back now, not when she’s already viewed them. awaiting her response, he contemplates his choices and can’t say that he’s proud of them, but once again reassures himself that it had to be done. she doesn’t want him. she’s been playing mind games with him, giving him nothing but mixed signals basically ever since they both hit puberty. he can’t be hung up on her, waste away his life because she’s not done messing with his heart just yet. and so he doesn’t think about the consequences of his actions, about how his texts might affect his childhood sweetheart the other, because he won’t be there to pick up the pieces of her broken heart or witness the aftermath first-hand. 

when his phone lights up again, he presses play almost automatically. it’s like ripping off the band-aid. he knows there’s nothing pleasant awaiting him, quite the opposite, but postponing this moment won’t make it hurt any less. tears well up in his pale blue eyes the second lucy gray’s voice fills the air, part of him feeling like she’s right beside him or talking to him from the other room, his chest constricting violently. he’s dead to her. good. but then why doesn’t it feel good? isn’t this what he’s wanted this whole time? as more words keep pouring out, he realizes that he’s not the only one crying, that she sounds so different because she must be fighting back tears. it hits him at once, all the memories of her bambi eyes, so big and innocent, glistening with sadness. when she begins to belittle her looks, he sits up and cradles his head in his hands, fingers sinking into his dark curls, pulling, tugging until his scalp’s gone numb. none of this is true. not a single word. he wants to scream and cry and get on the first plane back home just to beg her for forgiveness, but… he can’t turn back now. he’s made his bed, now he has to lie in it. 

by the time she gets to the part about their mothers, how his own would be ashamed of him, how he doesn’t have the right to insult hers, he’s overcome with fear and heartbreak and anger, and barely listening. he throws his phone at the wall out of sheer helplessness, her voice stopping abruptly mid-sentence. he will not remember much from this moment in the morning, his emotions too strong, his grief all-consuming — he’d felt this way before only once when he learned about his mother’s death. now it’s lucy gray. she’s the one passing away and he can’t save her… or maybe he’s the one holding the knife that’s cutting her heart out. either way, the pain of losing her, really losing her, is so great that even his lungs constrict, and suddenly it seems he’ll never be able to breathe again. he races to the bathroom and doesn’t even lock the door, climbing into the shower with his underwear still on. originally, he only intends to cry, hugging his knees to his chest and rocking back and forth, letting the cold water wash away his tears, but then he spots the scissors just sitting there on the counter. he crawls out and picks them up, and soon his dark curls are falling into the sink, one ringlet after another as he begins to chop off his hair. billy’s dead. he’s dead to her. and she’s always loved his locks so… it somehow makes sense. the water keeps running, muffling out any desolate sounds that might leave his mouth. he uses the razor to shave off what’s left of his beautiful hair, and then, once he’s exhausted both physically and emotionally, his body finally sinks to the floor and somehow more tears fill his eyes… he stays on the bathroom floor until charlie finds him in the morning.

she expected some smart ass reply again, but not another shock. not another knife to her chest. ripping out what's measly left of her heart. for a moment she just continued to stare at the screen like it wasn't real– this was just a nightmare she'd wake up from, her heart lurching, panging, feeling the actual painful vibrations those detrimental words took a toll on her beat against her ribcage. forget typing, she pressed voice record,

‘i dont know but you’ve gone too far now billy bonney, you’re dead to me now’ she hiccuped, her throat constricting, ‘like you're one to attack my looks. don't get so high above your raisin'. like you haven’t always been that dorky lil boy in school? but you know what,’ she bit her lower lip to keep it from wobbling, sucking in a breath, ‘i always thought you were the most handsome one there.’ her nose sniffed, ‘not anymore... not ever.' voice cracking, a hard cry tearing from her throat. wailing as she clutched her shirt at the hurt that caused, 'you’re the ugliest person on the inside. usin' me like an object, while thinkin' i'm ugly. maybe i am...but you got nothin' but the devil in you for sayin' shit like that to me. and yeah, your mother WOULD be a damn shamed of you at what you've turned into.' it's not an attack, it's the truth. she knows his mother as well as he does, it wasn't like she didn't spend endless days with her too. lucy gray loved his mama as much as he did, her cries become even more out of control because she can't just go over and tell her how he's acting anymore. can't just go over and tell her to help her make this better.

because she's gone, neither of them have her anymore. he's selfish even more if he thinks she didn't see her as her second mom she could confide in. a mom she mourns everyday, too. 'and don't call MY mama names, she'd be even more ashamed of you,' she gritted her teeth in a streak of anger, jabbing the bed with her finger, 'she's been nothin' but KIND to you all these years and loved you like her own ALL these years. you can hate me all you want to cause jesse told you to, but she did nothin' to you. but it don't fuckin' matter anyway,' chest heaving, coughing up the words her throat was so terribly tight as the tears continued to explode out of her eyes, 'you're dead to me, billy bonney.' she hit stop on the voice record then sent. DEAD. he was dead to her as she finished screaming and crying into the mattress. she might as well hit block on his contact number because she didn't want to provoke anymore evil things he might say to her, but she couldn't dare move right now, not when she could do nothing but wear herself exhausted with the violent emotions he'd turned over in her head all from one line.

[lewisvinga]

mon Dieu | pierre gasly x fem! leclerc! reader

summary; pierre and y/n thought they were being sneaky until a gossip page leaked their relationship which sends a certain someone into insanity

fc; various girls on pinterest

warnings; cursing

taglist; @namgification @louvrepool @locelscs @thehufflepuffavenger1 @minseok-smaus @goldenmclaren @ollieshifts @lavisenri @graciewrote @xoscar03

notes; requested !

masterlist !

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liked by pierregasly, charles_leclerc, and others !

yourusername: ❤️‍🩹

tagged; pierregasly

pierregasly: ma chérie je t'aime ❤️ [my love, i love you]

yourusername: je t’aime, mon amourrrrr🩷

username: OHMYYYY

username: stopppp they’re so cute😭❤️‍🩹

username: why are they so perf for each other

username: KAKDOAKDOSKFKWKDKS

charles_leclerc: IM STILL RECOVERING🤬

yourusername: WELL TOO DAMN BAD🙄

pierregasly: no pls i just managed to hide from him on the paddock 😖

charles_leclerc: i know where you are.

yourusername: i have more pictures of pierre and i kissing btw. 😒

charles_leclerc: mon Dieu, PLS NO

alexandrasaintmleux: double dates now ?😁🩷

yourusername: once charles gains his sanity back , yes 😁😁

charles_leclerc: i have my sanity��.

carlossainz55: idk man, i just saw you chasing after pierre

yourusername: MON DIEU CHARLES.

username: charles reaction is everything 😭😭😭

username: they came to serve💅

username: the bottega bag is so cutsies queen

username: oh to have a french bf 😞

username: i just wanna know how charles reacted 😭

yourusername: like a mad man😆

charles_leclerc: i wasn’t that bad 🙄

pierregasly: you threatened and chased me…

charles_leclerc: was it or was it not deserved ??? 😊

yourusername: WAS NOT😒😒

charles_leclerc: he had his tongue down your throat…. MY BABY SISTERS THROAT😀

yourusername: and he’d do it again😜

charles_leclerc: STOP I CANT HANDLE IT