#I’ll delete this later prob lmao

[mybrotherstolemyquesadilla]

my coworkers are being serenaded with fall out boy tonight

[catbuggirly]

I need to get my own place so I can be horny and play with toys and make content more often without being paranoid and uncomfortable and all that stuff but also living at home means I’m up a hundred a week and then I get to spend it and I’m pretty sure I have a shopping addiction trying to fill the void inside me and also it’s just fucking expensive being a girl like if I want to be hot it’s £50 wax every month, £50 nails every 3 weeks £100 on hair every two months, £30 lashes every 3 weeks and then I have to work and go places and do things and honestly I think I’d miss my family but I can’t cope with my parents and other times I can’t bear being appart from them and my sister needs me she’s only 14 so I have to take her places and cook her meals but then I feel like I’ll never get out of this city if I don’t leave now and honestly I think I must be evil or stupid or a terrible mix of both and everything is a waste anyways cause we’re all gonna die in the end and does it actually even work like I want it to and there so many things in my life and the world and the lives of people I love that I can’t fix and I try so hard but I literally just can’t and uni is kicking my ass and I’m so unprepared all the time and work sucks cause my boss hates me and the pay is shit and the hours are bad and the customers are rude and I try so desperately to stay on top of ally my competitive childhood hobbies just to feel things and it doesn’t work but they’re too intertwined with my personality to be okay with just letting them go but actually sometimes I do enjoy them and sometimes I don’t even know what I think and I need to break the cycle I need to break the goddamn cycle I need to I need to I need to because I’m actually going crazy. I hate the way I look I don’t know how I look I hate the way I look I don’t actually know what i look like I hate my body so much o need to fix it I’m loosing weight but it’s not enough not fast enough I feel like death all the time I simultaneously hate the way I look and don’t know how I look and I’m scared of foods and I can only eat certain ones and I think all my friends secretary hate me and think I’m wierd and I’m so alone all the time I need to fill the blind I need to fill the VOID anyways catbug rant over sorry sometimes a girl just needs to scream and can’t hope you never actually read this if you did I’m sorry for wasting ur time lmao

[fionnthebandersnacc]

honestly the main motivation to get me both driving and dating is the fact that it will make going to the movies so much easier (& less lonely lmao). don’t get me wrong, I love going alone but there are some movies that ik will be more fun when experienced with other people

[loonatic-moon]

Watching OG Iron chef reruns lately and I’m realizing I enjoy the show for some of the same reasons yakuza/RGG has ate my brain

[sitp-recs]

Hi Liv! I appreciate your recs so much, even as I am constantly weeping at your feet for increasing my Marked For Later list at an exponential rate.

I'm curious to know what fics you would rec that are deliciously depraved, debauched, and downright dirty. Smut so filthy and/or kinky that you can only read it from between your fingers as you cover your blushing face with both hands. My guilty favorite that has lived in an eternally-open tab is The Curse of Wanting by nothing_left_sacred, and I am ever on the hunt for something on that level of perverse indulgence. Help a degenerate out?

Hi anon! Lmao I’m sorry (or am I 😏) for your ever increasing mfl list, I am very familiar with the feeling and have given up on being up to date with my reading 🥲 @pennygalleon and I were just talking about this and I’ve considered deleting everything and starting a new mfl from scratch but am too lazy to do it right now, will prob try it later this year!

As for your depraved ask, I love it so much hehe let’s push the debauchery agenda forward pls and thank! My answer might be underwhelming but full disclosure: I actually haven’t read much filth in the Drarry fandom, or at least not a lot that makes me blush and cover my face (that rarely happens these days…). I am listing below a few Drarry fics that I find very hot and here’s a shoutout to Lokifan as one of my favorite smut authors - but tbh my followers might be more knowledgeable than me on this topic! Oh and thanks for reccing The Curse of Wanting, I’ll definitely check it out :)

Utter Cockslut (A Worthy Cause) by Lokifan

Harry sells Draco’s arse to all comers for a night. After all, it’s for a very worthy cause. Fluffier than it sounds.

Keep your hands on me by tenthousandyears

Malfoy binds himself with a sex curse. Harry cannot get enough (but would much prefer to keep Malfoy for himself).

The Adventures of a Pureblood Slut series by asphodellic

Draco Malfoy is arrogant, selfish, sarcastic, and let's be honest, drop dead sexy. But sometimes purebloods aren't as pure as they appear. A series of adventures involving Draco and the things that get him off.

It Started in the Shower series by chickenlivesinpumpkin

When Harry finds Malfoy in his shower at Grimmauld Place, the two boys struggle to keep their hands to themselves, not realizing that their 'enemies-with-benefits' relationship will eventually become considerably darker and more powerful. That relationship will influence the search for the horcruxes--and the war--in unpredictable ways.

Toeing the Line by shiftylinguini (Drarry + Teddy)

Draco wasn’t sure why watching his partner fuck Teddy until he screamed was somehow less morally iffy for Harry than just doing it himself, but Draco wasn’t about to judge. Not when he was balls deep, anyway.

+2 long angsty fic with lots of hot smut:

Another Mask Behind You by lettered

Draco is a high-end prostitute who hides his identity. Harry unknowingly hires him. And then there is porn, questions about identity, domestic bliss, more porn, and truth as seen through a web of lies. (And then more porn. Seriously, if you don’t want sex scene after sex scene you probably shouldn’t read this. And please read the warnings.)

Unhook the Stars by jad

For HP Sexstars 2012. - "Love is like a Rubix Cube: there are countless wrong twists and turns, but once you get it right, it's perfect no matter how you look at it." Seventy-thousand words of pornographic discourse between two boys-turned-men that still haven't learned how to communicate like normal people – with words.

[timoswerner]

i’m really going through it rn lol

[kunoichihatake]

wait i can do whatever i want actually

[carlandonorri-s]

ffs the way Lando and his mates talk about girls on stream is so infuriating.

1. You shouldn’t be talking about ANYONE like that

2. Don’t go round pretending that shit’s acceptable behaviour

[cornsnoot]

oau uggh

[geniuslab]

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[dimidarling]

Part of me wants to make a long emotional unus annus post bc it truly did mean sooooo much to me and I’m in tears as we speak just sadder than I’ve been in a long fucking time but I know like..... I’m just a cocktail rn lmao

(vent under cut)

Yesterday I was hit with a POTENT shot of anxiety later in the day relating to an interest that had previously been absolutely euphoric for several weeks so now I’m working thru anxiety over an interest (which honestly? Happens w almost all my interests at some point or another and I hate it lmao) and not being able to turn to it for joy and comfort until that anxiety somehow passes, and then bECAUSE I was anxious I’ve barely eaten the past 24 hours bc my stomach felt too gross (anxiety manifestation w me) so I’ve been super wonky bc of that even tho I’m tryna eat some things and drink tea and such. And then today we had a scare w one of my cats where we legit didn’t kno if she’d make it thru the day like..... I was sitting at my laptop watching the unus annus stream being like internally “is she going to not last through the week? are we going to have to say goodbye?” Which obviously feels AWFUL and scary as hell amidst my other emotions so it’s like.... she’s ok and stable now I think but holy shit...... I’m just soooo fucking sad about so many things it’s all hitting at once and I hate venting bc I don’t!! Wanna make anyone feel bad! Or have anyone worry!! Like I despise the idea of that! I don’t even rlly do that irl w family I only “”vent”” via mentioned sarcastic jokes and just. Process anxiety and sadness internally lmao. But idk sometimes writing things down and putting them out helps. And I kno it’ll b fine tomorrow and I’m gonna try to eat a little before bed or at least drink some kiefer for the protein + probiotics but damn....... last two days have fucking sucked I can’t remember the last time I was this sad and anxious HAVBSBDBFN even tho I’m anxious a lot it’s like. More lmao. Anyway. I’ll deeply deeply  miss seeing the vids on my YouTube and watching them w my sib and laughing to them and playing them in the bg when I need happy things to fill the space....... just generally having them as this consistent background of the year.... fuck..

ALSO I am anxious abt like. Lmao expressing on social media that I like unus annus and mark in particular bc I kno he can b a controversial figure? And I feel like at least some of my friends/ppl in my social circle rlly don’t like him and so I’m like aaaaaaaaa I rlly don’t wanna b judged I’m so afraid of ppl judging me bc of that idk if that sounds dumb...

Also damn bitch I’m fuckin lonely lmao. Not to b dramatic but I’m w my fam and chat w online friends all day every day almost (and sometimes voice chat) but I still feel lonely as shit 24 fucking 7 :P

[seokshinedk]

..so i did end up watching h***lt** yesterday at my friend’s insistence, and.....😬😬😬

[just-my-sickly-pride]

I’m slowly creeping into the writing upswing! I’ve started working on another piece of the try verse puzzle. and I’d love to write something more for deacy, but I don’t have any ideas for fics yet 🤔🤔

anyway, thanks everyone for sticking around! stuff is finally on the way 😊

[nyandereneko]

If anyone would be down for getting involved with my selfship ATLA /LOK rp please lmk because I am always looking for selfship rp partners gksbjwhfjsnd

[v-hope]

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[johns-deacon]

oh hello

this is the result of not having wifi for 4 days. honestly this idea just popped into my head and i promised myself i would start writing again this year, but i couldn’t come up with any names and so i picked the easiest characterisations i could lmao. i’m not looking to make this a regular thing i’m just interested in seeing whether my writing is any good!! idk how long it is and it’s 12am so spelling errors are to be expected. ily and don’t hate me for this if it’s bad

The early evening breeze was beginning to pick up as you hurried to shut the door behind you. You had, once again, forgotten to lock it and had dashed back to do so, leaving Roger to wait impatiently at the bottom of the driveway. He was shuffling small pebbles between his feet and had accumulated a small pile by the time you reached him.

“Finally,” he groaned, turning on his heel and striding towards the road. You’d barely had a chance to catch your breath before you quickened to catch up to him, rolling your eyes in the process.

You felt as if this walk was going to be quite different to the one you two had shared the night before. Both slightly tipsy and giggling, stumbling arm in arm behind the rest of the group and leaning far too heavily on one another. It wasn’t that this walk was going to be badly different in any sense; it was just going to be normal. Back to reality.

The only reason you decided to walk with Roger was to accompany him to the shops and help with the groceries. When he’d offered to go you didn’t want him to go alone, in a foreign country, with a sense of pride too strong to let him use a map. No one else had seemed interested to help - you were only doing what you thought was nice.

A niggling thought in the back of your mind kept reminding you of potential other reasons.

Despite the occasional remark about the weather, the two of you continued in silence. It wasn’t an awkward silence - for you, anyway. You thought you and Roger were friendly enough to not make each other feel the need to attempt stilted conversation.

“So, do you remember what we were talking about last night?” Roger asked suddenly, turning his head to face yours. You shrugged.

“At what point exactly?”

He grinned brightly. “You know, the part where you said you had a crush on me when we first met.”

Oh god. You certainly didn’t remember that. If you had you would’ve cringed about it all day and most definitely would not be walking with Roger now.

“I did not say anything like that,” you retorted, though the blush on your cheeks proved otherwise. Roger cackled beside you.

“Oh YES you did! I’m exactly your type, remember: blonde hair -“

“Blue eyes, not too tall. Yeah. I’m aware.” Great, so you had said something to him. Completely jokingly, of course. Also completely truthfully.

“You know, I always thought you’d be more suited to guys like John.” By now you’d reach the small intersection where cars zoomed quickly past, and you both had to run across the crossing to avoid being knocked over. “You seem like his type, anyway.”

Usually you’d relish in this type of remark, beaming with the thought of being someone else’s “type”. But a comment like that coming from Roger seemed more akin to a kick in the shins.

“Just because two people are similar doesn’t mean that they’re meant for each other,” you huffed.

“How do you think you’re similar to Deaky?” He seemed genuinely curious to know.

“Well... we’re both quiet, and don’t really like attention. We both like music. Oh, and I find electronics interesting; I like listening to him talk about it.”

“But you’re also kind and generous, and if something bad happens you try to find the humour in it rather than being snarky.” You looked up at Roger to see him staring ahead, his eyes searching for the sign of the supermarket. “You’re also incredibly gullible, remember that time-?”

“Ok fine, I see your point.” Every part of his sentence had made your heart pound uncomfortably in your chest. You suddenly felt as you did six months ago; like a deer in the headlights, clumsily tripping over your words whenever Roger spoke to you.

“Do you think, then,” you ventured, already internally smacking yourself for the embarrassment you were probably about to cause, “do you think I should be with someone like you?”

Unaware of your cringing, Roger scoffed. “No way, you know I’m waaaaay out of your league.” He hastily took a step to the left to avoid being bowled over by a two-seater pram.

“Or, you know, we’re just far too different to even compare. Loud and annoying versus quiet and caring, humongous flirt versus bashful romantic, science student versus English student...” You stopped to mockingly count the reasons on your fingers. “I mean, the list just goes on and on.”

For a split second you could’ve sworn you saw a flicker of disappointment flash across Roger’s face. It wasn’t something you were used to seeing, and by the time you considered it he had returned to his usual doe-eyed smirk. He held the door open as you both finally entered the super market together.

“Well then, I guess we’re just never meant to be,” he sighed, clutching his chest with one hand and waving the other across his forehead.

“What a shame,” you replied, picking up the basket with a little more force than intended.

“What a shame indeed.”