#I’m just gunna start blocking

[lhazar]

Following the hotd tag is crazy sometimes. People making posts raging about how disgusting one side or the other is and telling irl people to off themselves for having a preference, like they’re actually living in the show for real and anything these characters do have real consequences irl. Never have I witnessed so many people in a fandom that needs to touch some grass. None of these characters are real but the people you’re suicide baiting and swearing at are and it does nothing but make you look absolutely deranged

[algae-tm]

MATCH MY FREAK

Max Verstappen x Heiress! reader

You have a reputation for being high maintenance, Max thinks you’re perfect (oneshot)

Author’s Note: if you can’t tell I have major writers block on my kill bill series… this is why you plan folks! I’ve kinda written myself into a corner. However, I love doing these lil oneshots so here’s another :)

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user1 : a rich man yet all your exes say you bleed them dry

— user3 : at that point it’s a skill issue… if they knew they couldn’t keep up they shouldn’t have started dating her

— user1 : you females will defend each other no matter how in the wrong you are. — user3 : not fighting with a dude who calls women females

—user1 : lmao cause you know you’re wrong

user5 : I think oomf on twitter was right, she likes lavish things so she buys them and the men in her life are threatened.

— maxverstappen1 : couldn’t be me I’m very secure in my masculinity!

— user5 : MAX VERSTAPPEN!!!!??????

— user6 : what is bro doing here

— user8 : y/n’s freshly single and brother decides to shoot his shot lmao 🤣🤣

— user1 : brother run away whilst you can she’ll only drain your energy and your bank account.

— maxverstappen1 : me and my bank account can handle it

carlossainz55 : bro @maxverstappen1 thank you for lending me that 5 million euros after I lost my job! — maxverstappen1 : the least I can do brother!

landonorris : Max Verstappen let me win the Miami gp! — maxverstappen1 : No bro it was all you!

georgerussell63 : hey dude @maxverstappen1 when do you want me to return that lambo you lent me?

— maxverstappen1 : of course you can just keep it!

charles_leclerc : max verstappen saved my mother and my dog from my burning yacht, then gave me his spare yacht cause he felt bad!

— maxverstappen1 : no worries say hi to pascale and Leo for me!

danielricciardo : Max Verstappen is the most passionate lover I’ve ever had!

— maxverstappen1 : bro what? — maxverstappen1 : this is not true!

— user6 : lmao Dan I don’t think you did this correctly…

—danielricciardo : I only speak the truth 🤭

maxverstappen1: oh what a coincidence I am also a rich man, we should talk about our similarities over dinner

lewishamilton : catch flights not feelings

— yourusername : so right lew 🖤

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user23 : isn’t the saying like luxury whispers or something?

— yourusername : why should I whisper? My people deserve to be luxurious loudly!

lewishamilton : I actually have the perfect person to ‘match your freak’ he’s equally as weird as you

— yourusername : 🤨🤨🤨 I’m all ears

— maxverstappen1 : me me me!! He’s talking about me

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yourusername : yeah you did baby!!

danielricciardo : that should be me 😔😔

— yourusername : stop trying to steal my man!

— danielricciardo : he was mine first!!

— user42 : this dynamic is everything

user44 : max actually bagged a baddie??

— user56 : they’re gunna divorce in like 2 years once he realises she’s too high maintenance…

— maxverstappen1 : NUH UH

lewishamilton : for the role I played any children you have should be named Lewis…

— maxverstappen1 : you extorted me!

— lewishamilton : I helped you get the girl!

— yourusername : yeah max, was I not worth the extortion??

— maxverstappen1 : what no, of course you were! I’d be extorted 1 million times for you!

— user65 : wow they really do match each others freak…

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[shawtythatluvsurgut]

gunna have a video of me feeding my feedee up on my onlyfans soon. i’m thinking about starting it back up while i take a break from college because it was kind of empowering to get to own my kink in such a way. I also enjoy sharing that side of myself with all of you. subscription price will be between $8-$10/mo since my feedee is going to be collaborating with me on certain pieces of content. i will maybe begin gaining again once i get my health back in check, we’ll see. i want my muscle mommy build back, and to get that back i’ll have to pack on some weight. so we’ll see what happens with that. ;)

in the meantime and between-time, stay safe. especially on the internet. all of my old rules still apply for messaging me, but i will gradually get back to making regular content and posts. now that i am taking a break from school, i’m working more, but I also have free time on my hands when i’m not working. it feels really nice to get back into the swing of things. I’ve missed you all and I’ve missed the positive aspects of this community.

going forward, i’m just going to block people who talk shit to me or delete their comments (unless it’s of actual importance to discuss). i’m just done engaging with that shit. idk, i���m on new medication that seem to be actually working and i feel stable, so i feel ready to re-embrace this community with open arms.

a special thank you to everyone who continued engaging with me and communicating with me during my break. i appreciate all of your kind words more than you know, and if i didn’t respond to you it was because i didn’t want the answer to “hey how are you?” to be “i’m miserable. how are you?”. but I saw all of you - each and every message, comment, text, etc. - and i just want to say thank you. the people who still proceeded to message me with positivity are the reason I have decided I want to come back.

With all that being said, I hope you will all accept me back. I understand that some of you were upset that I left and didn’t understand my reasonings, but I hope we can reconcile our differences and i can gain your trust again. I’m not the angry person that I became when responding to hate messages, and that also influenced my time away. I could see that my demeanor on this hellsite was changing and I was getting more upset, angry and, honestly, afraid of going on here (let alone posting myself on here). However, that has changed. I’ve been working on being more optimistic and caring less about the negative opinions of others. Frankly, if someone doesn’t like me or my content they should just be an adult about it and either reach out to discuss that or ignore me. If they can’t do that, I believe they are childish and need to get a grip. There are some key things I’ve learned in life that I want to share with people who are as I described above:

- your comfort is not someone else’s responsibility. if it makes you uncomfortable, then don’t engage. It’s as simple as that.

- no one has to cater to your interests. everyone lives on their own agenda. your wants and desires do not take priority over the wants and desires of others. sure, there are some people who will cater to your every wish, but i’m definitely not one of them.

- similarly to above, your desires do not take priority over someone’s health. that includes both mental health and physical health. (death feedism is a thing if you are interested in someone wanting to gain while not caring about their health. this is not a death feedism page and i suggest you go search in the tags for that if it is what you are looking for. I do not want to kill my feedee, nor do I want him or I to gain enough weight to become immobile or at risk in any way. As hot as the idea is to me at times, we are both too active and work in active careers for that to be a realistic possibility for us. maybe someday i’ll get a stay at home job and get really big, or maybe someday he will. only time can tell. sorry for the length, i’m high. i’ll stfu now.

- people don’t care. no stranger online owes it to you to care that you don’t like their body, or that you don’t like this or that. it doesn’t matter because that person does not know you. there’s no point in wasting time caring about your negative comment unless it’s actually useful and constructive commentary.

So anyways, i’m back in business again. gonna post some FA art soon + start uploading to my OF again. I thank any of you who read this far and again I hope you can accept me back into the community.

Thanks,

Nico

[pixelsl0tz]

Made this for my girl @4zureal , requests are open if you want anything. If this even gets any attention anyways, BUT this does include underground illegal racing, it does switch povs halfway through, smut, fem!reader, bottom aku, fem!reader uses a strap on, overstimulation, edging, neck kissing and mommy kink! I should say I know absolutely nothing about cars so apologies for anything I get wrong. Also this is low key pretty long ngl… hope y’all can be patient and read the whole thing :(. This also might be a bit ooc and I’m very sorry if it is. Also might suck since it’s basically my first time writing smut. But I hope you guys enjoy!!<3

“Are all our racers ready?” A lot of reving was heard as an answer to the question. You looked to your left to see someone already staring at you. You gave him a smug smirk as he looked away with an annoyed eye roll. Akutagawa, your sworn enemy after he beat you the first time you tried out racing and bragged about how easy it was. Safe to say you gave him a fucking heart attack when you participated in the next race and absolutely humiliated his ass. Now here you two are somehow always in each other's races set to beat each other just to have the bragging rights over the other, not even caring about the prize money anymore. Brought out of your thoughts by a loud air horn you put pressure on the foot that was already on the gas pedal and started off as one of the first ones who were ready. Akutagawa’s car was right next to yours and you sped up leaving him behind. “Y/N has taken the lead and is now in first place, she just passed Akutagawa like it was nothing!” The announcer yelled through her microphone.

You smiled a bit and you were already almost done with your first lap. 4 laps total and after this just 3 left. You looked in your rear view mirror to see Akutagawa right behind you, you sped up more to the point where the gas pedal was completely down and you couldn’t push down on it anymore. Your hands steered the wheel to the left to turn and you were completely speeding up leaving Akutagawa behind you. You passed the start which meant you only have three more laps to do. “It seems Y/N is absolutely dominating this race! But it also looks like Akutagawa is having none of that and is catching up to our girl Y/N fast!’ You heard the announcer yell into her microphone again. You look into the right side view mirror to see she was right, he’s catching up fast. You steer to the right so my car would block his from getting in front of me. You kept doing this every time he moved. “Y/N is blocking Akutagawa from passing her by using her car to block his!” You heard some cheers and some booing that you couldn’t give a damn about.

You passed the start once again, two more laps left. You looked back into thr rear view mirror to see Akutagawa steer his car to the left, making you go to the left to block his path only for him to quickly change directions and go to the right instead. Crap, You try to move quickly to block him but you’re too late if you try now then you’ll hit his car. Damn it he tricked you. You completely blocked out whatever the announcer was saying and instead tried thinking of how to get back in front of him. You can’t do what he tried on you cause he’d expect it, fuck. You tried speeding up since you slowed down when he juked you, he only moved in front of you quickly which made you use the breaks and immediately go back to the gas pedal. You are going to fucking ruin him. You two passed the start again, last lap and now the start is the finish line. You need to pass him and fast. You steer to the left quickly and than to the right but he guesses what you were gunna do and is back in front of you before you can blink. He’s getting close to the finish line, you speed up again but this time you see him go to the right a bit. He knows you noticed this, he thinks you’re going left. You’ll show him. You go to the left a bit before you go to the right and put all the pressure you can on the gas pedal.

You’re practically right beside him but he’s still a bit ahead of you, he then unexpectedly speeds up and passes the finish line half a second before you do. Fuck, he beat you. God fucking damn it. “It looks like Akutagawa won the race this time, but who knows what’s in store for us next time!! Racers if you could please make your way off the tracks and wait outside your cars as the viewers make their way out of the arena” The announcer says.

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I take a deep breath in as I watch Akutagawa get the 10k this race was offering, he looks at me and smugly smirks as I bite my lip from exploding before I take another deep breath in and let it out and I walked up to him already having a plan in my head to get payback. “Hey Akutagawa, congrats on the win. How ‘bout I invite you to my place for some drinks?” I asked him with a bit of a smile. He looked at me confused “Hm, I guess” he replied “Really?” I ask excitedly “I thought you would say no” I said with a bit of a laugh “It would be seen as rude to decline, plus how could I decline an opportunity to brag about my win against you” I simply kept a smile on my face as I clenched my fists. “Great, let me give you my number so I can text you the details” I say with a forced smile, “Very well,” He responds as he takes his phone and unlocks it before giving it to me, “I expect you to lose my number after this” He says as I quickly type my number in and give the phone back to him. “Text ya later” I say as I wave and walk back to my car and get in. I start the car and start my drive home with random Chase Atlantic songs playing to calm my nerves.

I finally get home after about half an hour and set everything up I need for when Akutagawa comes over and while I wait for him to text me. Once I finish sitting everything up my phone buzzes and I quickly check who it is, a random number. I open it and read it “It’s Akutagawa, what’s your address and when do you want me to come over?” “Well doesn’t he get straight to the point” I muttered to myself as I type out a reply. “Hey, you can come over right now and my address is 213 Rose Drive”, read “He seriously left me on read?”I muttered to myself once again as I laughed a bit before I walked over to a cabinet and opened it to get two wine glasses out and a bottle of red wine. I put the wine glasses and the red wine on the counter and now we wait for him to get here.

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While browsing through movies on Netflix I hear a knock on my door. I get up and walk to the door and answer to see Akutagawa in a random black button up shirt with some dress pants. Holy hell he looks good. “Are you just gunna stare at me or are you going to invite me in?” He asks with a raised eyebrow and a bit of a smirk. I roll my eyes as I open the door completely and walk away “Close the door behind you” I yell out as I get to the counter and open the bottle of red wine “Obviously” He says back and I can just imagine the eye roll from him as I hear the door close. I pour the alcoholic drink into both of the glasses making they’re both around halfway and I take both of them and walk over to the living room to see him just awkwardly standing there. “Are you going to sit down or??” I ask as I sit down and set the glasses down on the coffee table I have in front of my couch. I feel him sit down next to me as I pick up the remote for the t.v to continue scrolling. “Any suggestions as to what I should put on?” I asked as I turned my head to look at him, fuck he looked good as hell. He shook his head as he picked up his glass and took a sip before putting it back down.

I sighed a bit as I decided to just put on 365 Days, I might’ve watched it so many times but a good movie is still a good movie. I heard Akutagawa choke on his wine and I looked over at him “You good? I asked as I tried not to laugh. “Why’d you put this movie on?” He asked with a bit of a blush on his face. “I’ve never watched it before plus it sounds like a good movie so why not” I reply shrugging my shoulders as his face gets even more red.This is perfect, time to execute my plan. “Aww is the poor baby sensitive to sex?” I ask in a teasing voice as I scoot closer to him and my words seem to make him blush even more and he turns his head away from me so I can’t see his face “Of course not, that’s crazy to say” he said which makes me giggle a bit. “Is that true~?” I ask as I grab his chin with my index and thumb and turned his head to me. His eyes widened a bit as he tried looking away but I kept my hold on his chin.

”Are you embarrassed, love?” I asked as my eyes flickered down to his pretty lips. “No” He said as his face heated up a bit more if that was even possible. I looked back up at his eyes and than back down to lips making sure he could see that I did. “Can I?” I muttered and he hesitantly nodded before I pressed my lips against his. He leaned into the kiss and I pushed him into the couch and straddled his lap as he was practically laying down on the couch. I slowly started moving my hips to grind against him and I felt him get hard. He groaned as his hands went down to my hips to stop my movements. “Fuck, don’t do that” he whimpered with his eyes closed. “Whimpering already? I’ve barley even done anything yet baby” I teased as I got off him and grabbed his hand to lead him to the bedroom. He stumbled a bit but caught himself as he followed me like a puppy to my room. I opened the door and quickly closed it once he was in, I pushed him onto the bed and straddled his lap and connected our lips again. He quickly leaned into the kiss as his hands went to my waist. I started moving my hips once again to grind down onto him and he moaned into the kiss which made me smirk.

I got off him and he whimpered a bit, “It’s okay baby, I’m coming back~” I said in a teasing tone “But in the meantime get comfortable” I said with a chuckle as I watched him move onto the bed so his head was on the pillows. “Close your eyes and don’t open them until I say so, ‘kay”?” I saw him nod and he closed his eyes. I opened my drawer and got out a hot pink strapon with some lube, I made my way onto the bed and spread his legs so I could get between them. I put the strap on and lube next to me and I unzipped his pants “Lift your hips for me baby” I said and watched as he lifted his hips “So good for me” I said as i took his pants off. I kissed his neck as I palmed him through his boxers, he moaned a bit and I noticed he bit his lip to stop himself from moaning. “Ah, ah, ah. Stop that, I want to hear those pretty sounds of yours” I said as I sucked on his neck to make a hickey. I heard him whimper as I was palming him and kissing and sucking on his neck.

I stopped palming him. I heard him let out another whimper, “It’s okay” I muttered against his neck and gave him another hickey and kissed his neck one more time before pulling away. I took his boxers off and watched as his pretty hard dick sprung out. “You’re so pretty baby” I whispered and I watched as his face reddened at my words. I got the lube put a decent amount on two of my fingers, “You’re going to feel uncomfortable at first but it’ll feel good soon, okay?” I saw him nod with his eyes still closed as I stuck my index finger in his ass and watched as his face turned into one of displeasure. “It’ll get better” I said as I slowly thrusted my finger into him, “You’re doing so good” Soon enough I felt him start to grind onto my finger while moaning quietly. “I told you it feels better after a bit” I said as I stared to kiss his neck again before I put my middle finger inside him, he gasped quietly as I started thrusting both my fingers into him. He whimpered as I started scissoring him while I press kisses to his neck, “You’re doing so well lovely” I said while speeding my pace up and heard him moan louder. “F-fuck, Y/- Y/N~!” He gasped as I sped up.

“I know, I know” I say as I kiss his lips as he eventually starts rolling his hips to meet my fingers.He suddenly breaks the kiss “F-fuck I’m about to-“ I quickly take my fingers out of him while he whines. “I can’t have you cumming because of my fingers, I want you cumming because of how good I fuck you” I say as I take his button up off and throw it somewhere in the room. I take my shirt off and my pants then I put the strapon on and align it with his hole. “This might hurt a bit” I say as I slowly push in the 8 inch strapon, I only have at least 3 inches in before he’s clenching the bedsheets with his fists and and moaning. “You can make mommy proud and take all of it right?” I asked as I slowly pushed in another inch and watched him nod with teary closed eyes “I want you to say you can make mommy proud and take it” I said as I pushed in another inch. “I can m-make mom- mommy p- FUCK~” He moaned as I pushed in the remaining three inches into to suddenly “Good boy~” I purred as I kissed him and started slowly thirsting into him.

He moaned into the kiss as I went painfully slow “Pl-please go faster” He managed to let out when I broke the kiss “What do you say after that?” I asked as I purposely went even slower. “Pl-please go faster moMMY~” He moaned out as I went brutally fast when he was almost done with his sentence. He started rolling his hips again to meet me halfway while I thrust into him, “I’m ahh~ so, so cl- nghh~ close” He managed to say between moaned “Are you now?” I asked as I suddenly stopped as he whined and he was on the verge of tears. “Please, let me cum mommy! Please, I”ll be good for you. Just let me cum plEASE~ AH~” He let out a high pitched moan as I started thrusting into him faster than before.

“Fuck~ Right thERE!~” He panted as I hit a certain spot that I made sure to keep hitting every time I thrusted back into him. “I’m so, SO clOSE~ Don’t st-stop! ngh~ Pl-PLEASE” He moaned and I kept thrusting into him and he came, his cum squirting onto his stomach and mine. I didn’t stop my ruthless thrusts however and made sure to keep hitting his spot which makes him moan extra loud. “You’re so pretty like this baby” I teased as he moaned from my thrusts as his hands were clenching the bed sheets extra hard. “I’m al- ahh~ almost, there” He let out and after a couple more thrusts he came again but I still didn’t stop. I kept thrusting into him, “It's TOO much~!” He cried out as he hooked like he was about to cry. “Awww poor baby, I thought you wanted to cum. I’m just giving you what you wanted” I said with a shit eating grin as he let out an extra loud moan when I grabbed his dick and started jerking him off.

“FUCK~ I’m cl-CLOSE” He let out a chocked moaned out as he came again on my hand. “Please, no more” He muttered while trying to catch his breathe, “Don’t worry baby, no more, I promise” I said as I pulled out of him and got up from the bed which elected a whimper from him. “I’m coming I need to clean you up” I saw him nod and I took the strapon off and walked towards the bathroom and put it in the sink to clean later. I got a towel and ran it under hot water before going back to Akutagawa to see him on the verge of passing out. I quickly got back onto the bed and cleaned him with the towel and than cleaned myself before putting the towel on my nightstand and laid down next to him. I hugged him and he buried his head in my boobs while his arms were around my waist. “Good night baby, you did so good for me” I said and I heard him hum and I’m assume fell asleep after that cause I’m exhausted.

Made by yours sincerely

pixelsl0tz<33, hope you guys enjoyed this!!

[demarogue]

Gunna say something and it’s not gunna be as gracious and measured as what some of my friends have said.

This is a message for the ship warriors of ACOTAR. It applies more broadly but this is honestly the most toxic dysfunctional fandom I have ever had the pleasure(???) of participating in, so it’s mostly for this one.

You all need to get a fucking grip.

These characters are not real. The world SJM has created is not real. I love the books as much as anyone can, I have reread them many times and they are my preferred escapism when I’m having a shitty time but it is just that — escapism.

You know who IS real? The fanfic author you’re dragging. That’s a real person. The artist who made a picture of a ship or a character you don’t like is a real person. The other fans who have theories you don’t like or opinions you disagree with are real people. (The author herself is also a real person, though I suspect that statement might get me dragged. This isn’t really about her, though.)

If someone is unable to remember which of these things are imaginary and which are real, and uses their fandom presence to genuinely hurt a REAL PERSON because they disagree with them about a ship — that’s shitty, toxic behavior. That’s not neutral behavior. I hope people in this fandom start blocking those folks en masse because they need to lose their followings. I’m gunna go a step further and say that if you continue to follow/support people who are doing this, that’s not neutral behavior either.

Apologies really don’t mean anything if the behavior continues.

I made a space (on discord) that is zero drama because the way this fandom operates on tumblr and tiktok and the bird website is atrocious. I did that specifically so I can kick people out if they cannot treat others with respect. If you want to come hang, you can dm me (I’m not posting the link publicy again because I’m not interested in playing whack-a-mole with trolls). It’s 18+ only, for ethical reasons.

I will not be entertaining excuses and devil’s advocates and he-said-she-saids about the situation I’m referring to. If it reminds you of something, it probably applies. If you were involved, I hope you make actual amends to the person you hurt. And I hope everyone across fandoms gets their act together for 2023.

It’s supposed to be fun, y’all. It’s supposed to be joyful.

[resowrites]

On Hold - oneshot.

Summary: Phone sex between Henry and his girlfriend goes awry…

Pairings: AU!Henry Cavill x Girlfriend!OC

Warnings: NSFW 18+ only, light smut (mention of f masturbation)/innuendo, dialogue heavy, banter/British humour, fluff, language, pet names, nondescript OC body type/appearance, hastily written/lightly proofread.

WC: 1170

My work must not be copied, reposted, or translated elsewhere. Likes, follows, reblogs and comments are thoroughly welcome and appreciated! Gifs/pics not my own. I hope you all enjoy and thanks for visiting!

On Hold - oneshot.

"Oh, yes, good evening. Er, before we get started, can I just check the rates per minute?" She laughed.

"For the third time this week, you’ve got the wrong number. Now, piss off."

"Wait! This was the number advertised!"

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah. In a phone box about twenty minutes from here." Henry could practically hear her pursing her lips, annoyed.

"Well try ringing from there cos you’re blocked on this number."

"Wait, I don't need long, just tell me what you’re wearing…" She grinned into her screen.

"Hang on… are you that knobhead who plays Superman? Can’t you find some actresses to bring back to your hotel?"

"Nah, they think I’m too old."

"Aww, have you told them how much you're worth?" He roared with laughter.

"Are you gunna touch yourself for me or what?"

"You’re an hour late darling, sorry."

"What d'ya mean? Did I wake you? I thought you sounded sleepy."

"No, I'm just laying in bed."

"At 9 pm? What you been up to?"

"Oh I didn’t tell you did I… got a new wand delivered. Great fun. Submersible too." There was a slight pause.

"Well, careful… don’t electrocute yourself." She smirked.

"Don’t worry, it’s rechargeable."

"Wow, and it lasted that long?"

"Longer than you." Henry snickered.

"Well you haven’t broken up with me yet, so it can’t be that good…"

"I was waiting till I got my strength back," he scoffed, "I’m not joking, I still can’t move my legs."

"Hang on, let me lie back for this," she giggled, "well you can hardly blame me! It’s been days since I’ve seen my beloved. She won’t even send me any pictures…" She rolled her eyes.

"Does she know you’re calling me right now?"

"Oh stop it, one bloody woman’s enough. Now take ‘em off."

"Take what off?"

"You know fine well."

"I really don’t."

"Yes you do. Off, now. Or are they still on the bathroom floor?"

"Says the man who probably took his off in the lift." Henry scoffed again.

"Christ, I’ve never known a woman make me work this hard for it from hundreds of miles away," she yawned followed by a long pause, "hello?"

"Sorry, if the line goes dead again it means I’ve fallen asleep." He giggled.

"That’s it, I wanna speak to someone else."

"What, like a manager?"

"D'ya know what I’ll just hang up and dial again shall I?! I might get through to someone nicer!"

"Sorry, it’s only me and Big Sandy tonight."

"And is she busy?"

"Well she’s only got two hands." Henry snorted.

"Fucking hell, why me Lord?"

"Oh darling, are you having trouble? You might wanna take something…"

"Well it'd be bloody wasted on you!"

"You’re telling me, fuck that wand is good."

"… How many times?"

"Six." He frowned.

"Yeah, right."

"What? That’s only six more than you’ve given me."

"Well it’s not my fault I can't vibrate! What do I do? Stick a battery up my arse?!"

"Tsk, typical man, always putting his needs first." Henry cackled.

"Did you even think of me at all?"

"No more than usual."

"Oh, I see. Still got the hots for the new weatherman on channel five then?"

"You mean the one who looks like you ten years ago but with a straighter nose?" He harrumphed.

"You know you're lucky I'm not there right now, you’d be getting a smacked arse."

"You wish."

"I do! You’re going over my knee the minute I get back."

"Only if you make it past the porch…" Henry smiled fondly.

"Christ I remember that time, how long had I been away?"

"Six weeks. You even tripped over a parcel." He laughed.

"… God I miss you."

"You’ve only got one more week, soppy bollocks."

"Way too long… please come visit me. You’re missing out big time on the food here."

"Darling you know how busy I am with work. How are the interviews going?"

"Awful, thanks."

"You poor sod, I know how much you hate talking about yourself…" Henry smirked.

"Oh fuck off, there’s only so many times you can answer: ‘so what’s the hardest thing about playing Sherlock Holmes?’”

"And what do you say? The accent?" He almost choked on the drink he'd been sipping.

"You know, all things considered… you're not in a very good mood."

"Can’t smile wide enough, thanks. I’m just knackered."

"Oh sorry darling. Do you want me to let you go?"

"No, it’s alright… gotta wait for it to recharge anyway."

"Oh, well then you better rest up for tomorrow."

"Hmm, think I’ll aim for ten." Henry sniffed sharply.

"Yeah well, enjoy it while you can cos the thing's going out the bloody window when I get back."

"Well there’s no rush…"

"Oh yes there is. I'm gunna drown you in how much I've missed you."

"Right, I'm hanging up. At least I don’t have to talk to the wand."

"Wait!"

"What?"

"What position you lying in?" There was a short pause.

"On my side, why?"

"… Which tit’s pressed into the mattress?"

"You’re a perv."

"Tell me!"

"Hang on, let me check…" He laughed, exasperated.

"For fuck's sake, why can’t we just have phone sex like a normal couple?"

"Cos you’re a pillock." Henry smiled.

"You love me though."

"Eh… you’re alright."

"Say it!"

"Ugh, don’t make me."

"Say it, or I’ll call you every hour on the hour until you do," she gave a heavy sigh, "oooh."

"What?"

"… Make that noise again." She tutted.

"Definitely not."

"Oh go on, you know I need you."

"Why, what happened to your hand?" He bellowed with laughter for what felt like the hundredth time since the call began.

"I love you darling."

"Me too. Seven times, in fact." Henry's eyebrows shot up.

"I thought it was only six?"

"It was but then my phone rang and it startled me." He started laughing so hard she could hear his headboard shaking.

"It wasn’t the weatherman by any chance?"

"I wish. Oh wait a minute, you work in entertainment. Try and get his number for me."

"If I do it’ll be to warn him."

"Mmmm you should have seen him today, talk about a warm southern front." Henry sighed.

"Why aren’t you like this when I’m around?" She bit back a laugh.

"I dunno, it’s like some terrible weight’s been lifted."

"Right well then I’ll bid you goodnight, shall I?! Tuck yourself up warm okay? And kiss our boy for me."

"Will do. Oh and be sure to rinse that shower floor, wouldn’t want you slipping tomorrow morning." She could almost hear him grinning.

"I mean it, I love you darling." There was another brief pause.

"Love you too."

"See! that wasn’t so hard, was it?"

"Either way, I’m disappointed in myself." Henry chuckled.

"Night-night wagon."

"Night, buggerlugs."

It was just as she hung up that a thought crossed her mind. He meanwhile sighed and switched on the tv. A few minutes later his phone pinged and he beamed once he opened the message.

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[call-me-maggie13]

She’s fine. Beatrice is fine.

She just took a week off to help with Diana. She can’t afford to miss any more lectures. It doesn’t matter how many meals her body rejects or how terribly her bones ache. It doesn’t even matter that she’s already sweat through her shirt in the twenty minute commute from her apartment to her university.

Because she is fine. She’s not sick. She can’t be sick. Not now. She can be sick this weekend. When she doesn’t have classes. Yes, she’ll do that. She’ll be sick this weekend and be fine now.

"Ms. Beatrice, I want you to know I mean this respectfully, but you look like shit. Go home." Dr. Superion doesn’t let her past her desk, slaps her cane across the walkway to block Beatrice’s path.

"I’m fine." Her head is stuffed with cotton, everything is muffled and her brain is about to start oozing out of her ears.

"Do not make me call your wife. Go home."

"She’s not - " Dr. Superion is already dialing Ava’s number, how she knows it is a mystery Beatrice would want to solve were she not currently withholding her breakfast’s second coming.

"She said she’ll pick you up here. Sit." She rolls her chair around the desk, forces Beatrice into it and rolls her into the hall. Beatrice watches her curiously. "I don’t do well with sick. Don’t try to come back until you’re better. I’ll send you the slides from the lectures you miss."

Beatrice drops her head into her hands, elbows digging into her knees as she takes long, slow breaths to steady her stomach. She digs the heel of her hands into her eyes in an attempt to relieve the pressure behind them.

It doesn’t help.

"Bea-Bea!" Tiny feet patter around the corner and a little body launches into her chest, the sudden movement sloshing her insides uncomfortably but she hugs Diana back regardless.

"Hey, what’s wrong? Can you walk?" Ava brushes the back of her hand over Beatrice’s forehead and her cheek, the fingers pulling away damp. "Come on, let’s get you home so you can sleep."

Beatrice is fine. She can walk herself. She doesn’t need Ava’s hand on her elbow or arm around her waist to steady her. She doesn’t need Ava to pause every time she whimpers or gasps to make sure she’s alright. She doesn’t need Ava to call off tonight to stay with her. She doesn’t need Ava to tuck her duvet up to her chin and kiss her forehead and tell her she’s going to be okay.

She doesn’t need anything.

But she does like it. In fact, you could say Beatrice loves it.

"Bea?" The bed shifts and she groans. "I made you some tea, maybe it’ll help settle your stomach." Cold fingers against her sweaty forehead. "You’re still burning up, if your fever doesn’t break soon - "

"I’m fine." The words made her stomach churn and she takes deep, long breaths to try to force it away.

"Just. Take this. It’ll help." Beatrice doesn’t look at the pill Ava hands her, she’s too scared to open her eyes after she’d thrown up the last time she’d tried. Ava helps her sit up, take a sip of the warm tea to wash the medicine down, tucks her back in. "I’m gunna leave the door cracked, call out if you need me, okay?"

She hears the door creak on its hinges, screeching to a near close before footsteps fade away. The television is on, murmuring voices drift down the hall. Diana giggles, blocks tumble, the fan rattles, the air kicks on, Beatrice’s head hums. There’s clattering in the kitchen, dishes moving and hitting each other. Then there’s nothing. There’s warmth and there’s dark and there’s nothing.

The bed shifts again and Beatrice wakes, tiny hands of ice brush against her clammy cheeks and she relishes the cold relief.

"Bea-Bea." Diana is getting so much better at whispering. She’s still too loud and sometimes her voice is too harsh, but she has improved so much and Beatrice can’t help the surge of pride she feels at the nearly successful whisper. "Bea-Bea dying?"

"No, patinho. Just sick." Diana’s hand pushes the hair from her face and her head hits the pillow just beside Beatrice’s.

"Sleepy?" Beatrice nods and the pillow shifts when Diana copies the movement. "Cuddle?"

"Diana, I told you to leave her alone, baby. She’s not feeling well." The blanket shift as Diana is lifted away, Ava offers a quiet apology and they’re gone.

Beatrice curls her fingers around her thumb and she’s asleep again.

Cold toes tuck under Beatrice’s stomach, jolting her awake. She lifts her cotton filled head and cracks one eye to find Diana trying to curl into her side.

"Hi." The little girl giggles. Beatrice doesn’t try to fight the smile.

"Hello." She drops her head back against the pillow and lets her eyes slide closed. "Your mama know where you are?"

"No." Diana whispers and tucks her nose into Beatrice’s shoulder. "I stay?"

Beatrice hums and rolls onto her side, opens her arms to Diana to crawl into.

"Hot hot." Diana presses her cold hands into Beatrice’s cheeks, snuggles closer to her chest. "You wet."

The thin layer of sweat has long since become a waterfall, soaking Beatrice’s shirt and the sheets beneath her and the thin blanket above. She’s cold and hot and wet and sticky and uncomfortable and so, so, so very tired.

"‘m s’rry," Beatrice slurs and shifts away from her. Diana follows.

The door creaks open and Beatrice cracks an eye to find Ava at the edge of the bed with her hands on her hips. Diana is grinning at her dopily, curled into Beatrice’s sweaty embrace. Ava tries to reason with the toddler, explain that Beatrice needs to sleep and that she feels "icky." Diana doesn’t care.

Beatrice doesn’t either.

"Ava," She pauses at her name. "She can stay."

"Bea…"

"You too?" She knows its unfair to use her Bambi eyes on Ava when she’s already trying so hard to convince Diana to leave. She knows Ava has never disagreed to anything when Beatrice has employed her wide eyed pout.

She knows and that’s why she does it.

"Fine. Fine, just for a little. Then you go back to sleep." Beatrice smiles when Ava presses into her back, pulling away with a giggle. "Ew, you’re wet."

"Sorry…" Ava chuckles and presses back into her, kisses her clammy cheek and winds her arm around her waist.

"Don’t apologize," Ava hums into the back of her neck, squeezing her tightly. “It’s not your fault.”

Beatrice curls her fingers around her thumb again, squeezing tightly as she begs her stomach to settle. Ava’s fingers ghost over the knuckles and she instinctively flattens her palm into the mattress.

“Sorry.” She’s thankful her face is already red from the fever so Ava can’t see the way they flush.

“What were you doing?” Her breath is cool on Beatrice’a neck, thumb brushing over Beatrice’s wrist as she turns her hand over and closes the fingers back around her thumb. She curls her fingers on top, offers a soft squeeze before releasing her. Diana hums and tries to mimic the action, her tongue peeking out of her mouth as she tries to figure out how to control her fingers.

“It’s stupid.” Beatrice flattens her palm into the mattress again and turns to press her face into the pillow.

“I didn’t say it was stupid and I don’t appreciate you implying that I thought it either. You aren’t a mind reader, Bea. So don’t try to be.” There’s only a little edge to her tone, just a little hint of annoyance that slips through the concern.

“I was holding it.” Beatrice’s eyes burn as she waits for the laugh she knows is coming.

“Your thumb?” There’s no malice in her voice but Beatrice is too scared to turn and check her face. Ava’s hand hovers over Beatrice’s again. “Would you rather hold my hand? If you would like, I mean. You can totally hold your thumb too, if you’d rather that but - ”

Beatrice threads her fingers over Ava’s, curls their hands together and squeezes them when she finally stops talking.

“Yeah. Like that. Cool, cool cool cool. Co - ”

“Ava, as much as I adore your ramblings, please shut up.” Beatrice giggles, soft and breathy and Diana laughs too.

“Sorry.” Ava buries her head in the back of Beatrice’s neck and prays she can’t feel her cheeks burning over her fever.

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[aquaquadrant]

Deep Breath in.... Deep Breath out....SCREAMING

Thank you for this amazing update it was so so good. I will probably end up sending multiple asks (apologies in advance) because there is so much to process. This was such an amazing chapter! Your ability to capture these strong emotions and display what I feel is accurate characterizations is truly captivating. I've been so pumped for this chapter and I was just so blown away by it.

God first off Impulse. IMPULSE!!! My man literally carried Tango to a safe place, helped the ranchers feel safe, and just went full Dad mode. I flipped when he went full demon mode after finding out what happened to Tango. Man was ready to enter Hels and destroy Hels Tek block by block.

Jimmy getting hints about Watcher stuff as well was *chef kisses*. Kinda curious can Martyn and Scott hear what the Watchers are saying to Jimmy? Martyn seemed to step in just when they were getting extra hurtful.

God you fed us with Ranchers too. I was so happy that Tango may slowly be starting to get that he is loved. The way Jimmy didn't back down. uggggg perfection

Also Tango associating quartz with Hels was so painful. My man went through every trauma response this chapter and probably will still hit like 30 more.

Small questions you might not be able to answer yet but will ask anyways. When Tango went through the portal, is it still open on Double Life or did Jimmy get in at the last second? If Tango did break the portal would he or Bravo be able to get back to the rest of the universe? You mentioned that Bravo's sense of superiority shows up differently in Tango, is that Tango enjoys watching other suffers. That he enjoys the power it gives him or is that more of a trauma response due to strong need to be in control and by killing others he feels like he is strong enough to protect himself? Or I guess a combo of both hahaha. Ummmm last question for now can I like stab Atlas for like everything? Especially the collar? That cool ya awesome I'm gunna assume that's a yes

HEY NOVA always great to hear from my readers, no apologies needed ^^ i’m glad u enjoyed it!

loved getting to give impulse a bigger role in this update- as tango’s oldest friend on hc, it just made sense that he’d be front and center. and getting to show demon mode was the cherry on top 👌

martyn and scott CAN indeed hear jimmy’s watchers if they’re close enough, scott just tries his best to pretend they don’t exist out of spite while martyn is more sympathetic to being the brunt of their jokes. neither of them want to talk to jimmy abt it tho bc they think he’s better off not knowing abt the watchers, even tho the alternative is him thinking his own thoughts are super mean ;(

(but neither of them were close enough to catch grian’s brief slip into watcher state, in case anyone was wondering)

GLAD U ENJOYED THE RANCHER MEAL 💃 there’s a lot of interesting hels dynamics and worldbuilding and angst to explore in this au but at the end of the day, this is a rancher’s au for a reason 🙏😤

obvi u sent this in before i answered other asks abt it but JUST in case u didn’t catch those, tango was interrupted before he could break the portal, and if it were broken, they would still be able to open a portal out of hels using another player’s data.

as for ur other question, it’s def a bit of both. tango’s always had a bit of sadism in him as an amplification of bravo’s superiority complex. one of his favorite pastimes pre-hels tek was to set traps outside of the cities and wait for players to stumble into them and perish terribly, while he watched with delight. but after hels tek, he fixated more on mob farms as a way of trying to reclaim that trauma, while ALSO being a more socially-acceptable way to scratch that itch.

and last but not least, u can TRY to stab atlas but ur gonna have to wait at the end of a very long line.

[bringthekaos]

Not a single day goes by that I don't think about Pulse of the Machine

😭😭😭 guhhhh you’ve no idea how much that means to me.

I was and still am very proud of that story, and the response has been incredible. I have an awful habit of starting to write longfics and then abandoning them midway through when the muse fucks off home (ummmm Oasis anyone?? I stg I’m gunna continue it, I’m just suffering a major case of the writer’s block). But from the very beginning, something was different about Pulse of the Machine. It was like I was possessed. I just had to get that story out, and it just came so naturally. I knew generally how I wanted it to go, but at every turn it came alive and led me to places I’d never planned to go, but loved nonetheless. And hopefully one day, if I can cement a little bit more of the plot rather than just an excuse for Jayce and Viktor to fuck nasty, then maybe there will even be a sequel!

Thank you again, truly! Whenever I’m feeling down, I go back and read ya’lls comments on PotM. They all just make me smile from ear to ear!! 💕

(Also, to all who’ve sent one, I’m gunna get to all the other asks, I swear! Work is just kicking my ass rn and I didn’t feel like I had the spoons to answer genuinely.)

[satninroses]

Drunken Care | A.B x Reader

(A/N): First Austin request :-), Supa cute!! Hope you enjoy :-))

Summary: Austin takes care of drunk reader.

Pairing: Austin Butler x Fem! Reader

Word count: 1,083

Warnings: Drunk reader, throwing up, swearing, mentions of sadness.

The party had started somewhere at 4:00 P.M. At this point, it was almost 1:00 in the morning ad there were still plenty of people at his house.

You knew Austin from childhood. You were close friends from elementary to high school. He left about a year after your senior year to pursue a career in acting and you supported him all through it. Both of you stayed in touch after everything and talked practically everyday.

When he invited you to the party, you were eager to see how he was after all these years of chatting through the internet. You wanted to envelope him in a tight hug as if he was the one thing grounding you to this Earth.

When you arrived, Austin had pushed his way through the sea of bodies to get to you. This made your heart so happy. You had missed him so much that you couldn’t stop the cascade of happy tears from falling down your face.

You had spent the whole night chatting and catching up with eachother, reliving childhood memories, embarrassing moments, and so much more.

During your conversations, he would be invited to a toast in his name and to his accomplishments. You think there may have been 9 or 10 toasts. You really couldn’t remember at this point. All the drinks entering your system wound you up and unraveled you into a drunk girl.

You sat on his couch staring at your phone, which was upside down and backwards, waiting for him to get back from grabbing a few snacks. While he had drunk to his toasts, he could obviously handle his alcohol better than you could.

“Hey (Y/N). You doing ok?” He placed his hand on the small of your back to get your attention. You sluggishly turned your head to gaze into his pretty eyes. How were they so pretty? How was he so pretty?

You felt tears well up in your eyes at the sight of him. “Oh Austin! I mmmisssed youu! I didn’t know what I was gunna do without you!” You dug your head into the crook of his shoulder and let yourself cry.

“Oh, it’s ok! I’m here now, ok? Don’t cry, I’m right here.” He pat your back reassuringly and laid a small kiss on your forehead. He stood you up to walk you outside for some fresh air. This proved to be a challenge. Your foot- brain coordination was not on point due to your intoxication. You stumbled a bit before finally gripping his shirt and the wall. “Where are we going,” you slurred.

“I’m just gonna take you outside for some air. Is that ok?” He continued to lead you out onto his back deck in hope of calming you down a little bit. You finally reached the back door and he unlocked it. You stepped out into the slightly chilly June night.

An extreme wave a nausea hit you like a cinder block. Your knees hit the ground and your hands rushed to cover your mouth.

“(Y/N)! Hold still i’ll get your a bucket or something!” Before Austin had the chance to stand up and go search for something to catch your puke, it was too late.

You let out that days meals in a painful manner. You were absolutely humiliated. While throwing up did somewhat sober you up, you were still to far gone to stand on your own and clean it. “Oh god. Ok, stay here! It’s gonna be ok. Can you try and make it to that lawn chair for me?” You nodded slowly has to not upset your head more.

For a full five minutes, you sat on the chair and stared at the vomit in embarrassment. “I threw up on his porch. What kind of friend am I?” You began to sob again. “What if he thinks I’m gross and rude?” A hand touches your back.

“I don’t think anything but the world of you. You’re just a little drunk, and we’re gonna get you back on your feet, ok?” Austin went around the chair and kneeled in front of you. In one of his hands were two Ibuprofen and a few crackers. In the other hand was a glass of ice water. “Take these, munch on these crackers, and sip on the water ok?”

You took the pills and swallowed them. You had taken a few more sips of water. He held an outstretched hand towards you. With your free hand, you grabbed it and walked with him back into the home and upstairs. He led you to a large master bedroom. He sat you on the bed. “Stay here, ok? I need to run downstairs.”

You sat alone in silence again for a few more minutes. He returned upstairs with your purse, phone, and a sweatshirt.

“I told everyone to head home. Said some goodbyes. I brought you this in case you wanted to change into something more comfortable. You can use the bathroom right here if you want.”

At this point, you were more sober than you were 20 minutes ago. Still not completely sober. You stripped off your dress and heels as well as your bra. You slipped the sweatshirt on over yourself. You grabbed a pair of his shorts from the laundry basket in the corner of the bathroom.

You walked back into the room and sat on the bed.

“Everything ok?”

“Yeah. I’m really sorry that I threw up on your porch.”

“It’s ok. Accidents happen.”

You smile at him and give him a hug. He wrapped his arms around your torso comfortingly. After some time, you let him go and stared at him.

“Do you want me to take the guest room?”

“No it’s ok. You can sleep in here. I’d prefer it too. That way in case you aren’t feeling well I can help you out.”

You laid your back down on the bed and let out a long exhale. “Thank you Austin.”

He smiles again and offers you a sweet kiss on the forehead. before laying beside you. “Anything for you (Y/N).”

You both maneuvered your way under the covers where you fell asleep next to Austin. While being one of your most embarrassing moments, you were glad to be with him again. That was all that mattered.

[deadcactuswalking]

REVIEWING THE CHARTS: 25/05/2024 (Billie Eilish's HIT ME HARD AND SOFT)

Once again, despite hot competition, Sabrina Carpenter sticks to that #1 spot on the UK Singles Chart for a fourth week. Welcome back to REVIEWING THE CHARTS!

content warning: lesbian sex references, death

Rundown

As always, we start the episode with the notable dropouts, which are songs exiting the UK Top 75 - that’s what I cover on this show - after five weeks in the region or a peak in the top 40. This week, we have quite a few arguably predictable leavers as well as song longer runs. Overall, we bid adieu to, unless I’m missing anything: “Rim Tim Tagi Dim” by Baby Lasagna, “meet the grahams” by Kendrick Lamar, “Cry No More” by Headie One featuring Stormzy and Tay Keith (I expect a resurgence when the album comes), “Push Ups” by Drake, “Never be Lonely” by Jax Jones and Zoe Wees, “Saturn” by SZA and “Whatever She Wants” by Bryson Tiller.

As for our notable gains and returns, we have quite a few in the latter category, with Fleetwood Mac’s “Everywhere” at #75, “Mr. Brightside” by The Killers at #72, “Thank You (Not So Bad)” by way too many people back yet again at #64, really a lot of bottom-feeders blossoming pro-Eurovision. There are even more returns though, with Becky Hill seeing both “Outside of Love” at #74 and “Right Here” at #65, as well as a bit of a unique one: the hi-NRG classic “Smalltown Boy”, an anthem of queer persecution and liberation by the somewhat forgotten Bronski Beat is back at #63 - you might know their former lead singer Jimmy Somerville a bit better for his second band The Communards. “Smalltown Boy”, their debut single, peaked at #3 in 1984, blocked from #1 by two just as iconic tracks of the British 80s, “Wake Me Up Before You Go Go” by Wham! at #2, and “Two Tribes” by Frankie Goes to Hollywood at #1. It’s returned to low peaks before in 2013, but a viral TikTok dance seems to be what spiked this one up this time around. The band would reach the #3 peak several times again but they did not last past the 1980s. Their last top 40 hit was a 1991 remix of “Smalltown Boy” credited doubly to Bronski Beat and Sommerville, though sampling of the track has also bred some success, particularly in EDM. Of those who sampled it for hits, Real McCoy’s “Automatic Lover (Call for Love)” hit #58 in 1995, Steve Angello and Axwell of Swedish House Mafia hit #13 in 2006 with “Tell Me Why” under the name Supermode and even Killers frontman Brandon Flowers tried his hand with “I Can Change”, reaching #52 in 2015. None of them touch the original’s catharsis.

We also have yet another TikTok viral hit return this week, this one a bit more inexplicable because the song is no way near as iconic or good, but it’s “The Man Who Can’t be Moved” by The Script at #48. Now this one has actually been more of an intermittently successful since it peaked at #2 in 2009 - pipped at the post by Katy Perry’s “I Kissed a Girl” - having returned to the charts in every successive year until 2014, even reaching the top 20 again after a performance on The Voice in 2012. I can’t find much concrete on why this is back, there’s less media coverage than Bronski Beat because… well, frankly, it’s just not a very interesting song, is it? The Script tried to sue James Arthur for similarities between this song and his three-week #1 “Say You Won’t Let Go” from 2016, and gained a writing credit, as if they couldn’t easily have been sued by Keane if we’re validating small musical differences as actual plagiarism. The fact that not a single one of those songs is actually good shows you that these guys are fighting in court over scraps of dull piano ballad melodies, it’s really delightful.

Now after that, we have the healthy amount of gains: “greedy” by Tate McRae at #67, “Addicted” by Zerb, The Chainsmokers and Ink at #66, “Miles on It” by Marshmello and Kane Brown at #57 (kill me), “on one tonight” and “one of wun” by Gunna at #52 and #32 (postpone the killing), “Evergreen” by Richy Mitch & the Coal Miners at #49, “obsessed” by Olivia Rodrigo at #47, “The Door” by Teddy Swims at #45, “The Sound of Silence” by Disturbed and its brand-spanking-new and terrible remix at #39 (Jesus Christ), and finally, a song actually worth being happy for: “Love Me JeJe” by Tems at #36.

The top five on the UK Singles Chart this week starts with “MILLION DOLLAR BABY” by Tommy Richman at #5, “Too Sweet” by Hozier at #4, “A Bar Song (Tipsy)” by Shaboozey up to #3 and our big story, the highest of Billie Eilish’s three tracks, “LUNCH” at #2. Obviously, “Espresso” is #1, more on Billie later, for now, let’s hear the new entries lower down the rank… or, really, just the one.

New Entries

#62 - “Ain’t No Love in Oklahoma” - Luke Combs

Produced by Chip Matthews, Jonathan Singleton and Luke Combs

Yeah, so again, unless I’m really badly missing something, which is possible, we only have one non-Billie debut and it’s from Luke Combs of all people. It’s not even a lead single, it’s just a cut from the soundtrack to an upcoming disaster film Twisters about, well, take a wild guess. Combs provides a heavy country rock rolick with a great lead riff even if a bit too cleanly produced against the drums to hit the exact smoky edge it should. His delivery feels just slightly off - he’s giving it his all, but it doesn’t fully function the melodies, especially the transition between the verses and pre-chorus, and that chorus is awkwardly unresolved-feeling, which absolutely is thematically on point given the natural disaster theme of the film and its use as an analogy in this song. The adrenaline-chaser in Combs gets to shine here and in a pretty simple, relatively heavy track, with an admittedly mostly boring guitar solo, it does its job, I suppose? I’m glad something that sounds like this is charting, and I imagine that build-up to the final chorus and the way it picks up the pace near the end absolutely hits in the context of whatever rural Southern US chase scene it’s used for in the film, but as a separate entity, I’m not really too impressed.

#9 - “BIRDS OF A FEATHER” - Billie Eilish

Produced by FINNEAS

So I haven’t actually listened to the new Billie Eilish album, HIT ME HARD AND SOFT, yet. I know, I know, I’m a chart reviewer, I should be paying more attention, I should be analysing the intricacies of Ms. Eilish’s new record instead of crying to Black Dresses or listening drunkenly to the new Sexyy Red mixtape - clearly a priority of mine - but that’s just the way it goes, sometimes I’m late to these things, and I won’t be able to fully comprehend these songs within their album’s entire context. It does help, however, that the songs debuting this week come one after the other in the tracklisting. This is the fourth track, “LUNCH” at #2 is the second, so this ship should run quite smoothly. This is a groovy track about everlasting love that seems to preoccupy so much of this lifelong relationship with her inevitable death, which is an interesting approach, especially since it’s almost a given in her lyrics that she’s dying first… or even soon, which makes it a bit harrowing and almost undermines that passion: it’s easier to love until the day you die if you know your death isn’t far away. The subtle wavy synths that decorate the flickering drums take that unique feeling into a slight uncanny valley that the sincerity of the flourishing dream pop guitars can’t really fully mask. Eilish’s performance is gorgeous and really convincingly emotive as always, especially in that second verse and pre-chorus which serve as a reassurance of their love to her partner having doubts. FINNEAS’ production here is absolutely killer in those final moments, with the screech in the right channel firstly adding to the blurry blend of vocal layers before they vanish and it becomes used to pre-empt both flashy synth blasts in the back of the mix and a careening “woo” vocal, I know this is a bit of a nerdy fixation but it really is genius production. I’m sure with the added context of the album’s narrative this hits even harder but even without, it’s fantastic.

#7 - “CHIHIRO” - Billie Eilish

Produced by FINNEAS

The third track on the record is in reference to Studio Ghibli’s classic anime film Spirited Away, and a lot of the content on this track, particularly Billie’s need for her partner to open up to them, an almost desperate need that she feels is suffocating her on the chorus if you take it in combination with the album cover. The No Face spirit wants to be let into the bathhouse by the main character, Chihiro, because of its admiration for her, and the doors of settings in the film overall hold a lot of meaning in regards to how the idea of freedom is approached in the film. This is not a film analysis blog so I will stop there but believe me, Billie and FINNEAS get nerdy songwriting-wise, especially with the “forget my name” motif - listen, it’s a liberal arts student’s dream, truly, but as far as it is sonically, this is also excellent. The murky funk groove leaves itself slightly unresolved-sounding with how bass heavy it is and how the tennis racquet-sounding percussion just flops into the rhythm, with meandering melodic loops and patterns, much of which is Billie’s own vocal improvising, patterned across the track but never leading to a true climax. The refrain where Billie’s voice gets into breathy, back-and-forth territory before landing in a really fantastic vocal performance and harmony that sounds damn impressive, is such a great moment because it comes as a result of such anxiety-inducing detail, yet doesn’t temper any of it - the vocal mixing and layering just gets more complex and echoing after, with glitching, cascading vintage synths arising in the distance over whispery vocals. By the time she’s belting, she’s so drowned out by the synths that it feels like nothing’s changed, she’s still just as muffled. Now I’m not fully convinced on the song once it fully gets into the rhythm of things, I would probably prefer if it ended with the second refrain on a pure sonic level even if narratively, that conclusion is necessary, I just don’t find the military march of the 70s synth anxiety as captivating the second time around. It’s still a brilliantly written and largely well-executed song though, so I can’t complain. Given its length, I wouldn’t be surprised if this is the one that gets replaced by a fan favourite in the coming weeks, thanks to the arbitrary three-song stipulation.

#2 - “LUNCH” - Billie Eilish

Produced by FINNEAS

And this is the single, I guess and I think, because from what I’m hearing about the record and the two other songs here, it seems like a smash hit is both hard to find and not in this album’s wheelhouse. This is the most lighthearted of the three, however, and largely because it’s about casual oral sex. Lyrically, it’s pretty straightforward: she has a crush on a friend and wants to turn that friendship into if not fully a relationship, at least allowing for some benefits along the way. Musically, it feels pretty simple too, with its post-punk riffs over a bassy groove and drums that, admittedly, don’t really hit for me, they feel a bit rote and factorial for something so primal and human as… well, eating a girl out, I guess. Unless there’s some kind of industry producing conveyor-belt cunnilingus out there, and if there is, I stand corrected, and where can I email them? Jokes aside, it’s a fun song, not meant to be taken massively seriously, but has a lot of cool atmosphere regardless, a charmingly funny performance from Billie, and the obvious implementation of sensual breathing into the beat is obvious but works. I’m not wowed by it but if this is the single, whilst it’s far from great, it’s probably the only one that’ll work out as an actual pop tune for the summer, so beggars can’t really be choosers. I really need to listen to that album.

Conclusion

Well, there’s not much to choose from, is there? I think all of these songs are at least decent, I’d be insincere giving a Worst of the Week - my least favourite is probably “Ain’t No Love in Oklahoma”, but it’s not at all by much. Consider that Worst of the Week if you want, but I’d rather say that Billie Eilish, of course, takes both the Honourable Mention for “CHIHIRO” and the absolute Best of the Week for “BIRDS OF A FEATHER”. What a brilliant song. As for what’s on the horizon, PinkPantheress, twenty one pilots and RM of BTS are all lined up to have some chart impact, I’m sure,  but for now, thank you for reading, long live Cola Boyy and I’ll see you next week!

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addiethefoodbringer

Not to be too crass but this whole fight was due to bad wording and very quickly turned into mud slinging and I think instead of making blanket statements of x situation is ALWAYS abusive in terms of animal care we should consider situations like… individually

Also like people need to learn to use the block button instead of argue

(Not @ you I can see you’re just saying your opinion)

Oh yeah so I thought the original post was incorrect but mostly harmless. Like I was like w/e, I think you’re wrong but I’m not gunna waste energy arguing about it because you’re fired up over this due to a case of neglect in your actual life that you’re dealing with. Right?

Then someone added some nuance and I was like yeah, Improved Post (tm).

And then. And THEN. Folks started in with the “ABOOSE” and “BAD ETHICS” accusations and I was like oh man dogblr hasn’t had a good one of these in fucking years and now we’re picking fights with cow blogs I see.

But really my posts aren’t about that because personally I think it’s all stupid. My posts are about the other blogs on my dash who added the original nuance now getting other animal blogs and their followers jumping down their throats for daring to say “hey, I think it’s not that simple, this is a neglect case and would have probably continued unseen even if the dog was allowed inside, because there’s nothing inherently wrong with outside dogs”. And so there’s opinions flying around like “if you keep your dog outside you are an Animal Abuser and should have your dogs taken from you” and “anyone who keeps animals differently than suburban America shouldn’t have animals” completely separate from the original blog or post in question.

And that’s what my posts are about. I don’t follow the original OP because to be quite frank idgaf about cattle. But I am seeing people divorced from OP who are adding Bad Opinions, and so I’m just mainly talking about that.

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SUMMER LOVIN’

Charles Leclerc x Reader

You and Charles fall in love in St.Lucia (one shot)

Warnings: none?

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- yourbffuser: now i KNOW you aren’t serious. in the second pic!!!!

- youruser: oh him… that’s pookie 😋🤭

- yourbffuser: count your motherfuckin days

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- youruser: gotta catch ‘em all!! 😏😤

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- user2: don’t be alarmed bestie but it might have something to do with the literal girl he’s holding hands with in the 3rd pic…

landonorris: is this what the youth call a soft launch?

-charles_leclerc: you are the youth

carlossainz55: ay who’s the girl?

— charles_leclerc: No one and everyone

— user1: wtf does this mean 😭 😭

— user5: why is this simultaneously the dumbest yet most romantic thing I’ve ever read, and I have a boyfriend 😭

— user6: girl- tell your boyfriend to step up or leave him… the bar is in literal hell. — user7: bro releases a couple songs and thinks he’s cool and mysterious

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- youruser: NOOOO I’m still a bad bitch, I’m licensed and everything!!

- yoursisteruser: heartbreaker turns into lover girl… story for the ages

yoursisteruser: who is he???? Your fans want to know!!

—youruser: just a cute monegasque

—yoursisteruser: is that a cheese or something?

— youruser: a place apparently… he gets stroppy when I call him French 🤷🏾‍♀️

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user4: two posts with what I’m guessing is the same girl… please twitter users starts sleuthing!!

— user5: or, hear me out, bit of a wild suggestion, just let them be?

— user3: do you think they were together b4, or he found her on holiday??

— user4: wait holdup I didn’t even think of the possibility that this could be just a vacation romance you’re so right @user3

— user5: why do I even bother with these people

pierregasly: day 67895 of asking you to tell me who she is!!

— user53: lmao Pierre is one of us confirmed

— user43: close! He actually knows Charles personally so no he isn’t one of you

— user53: now what did I do to you? 😭

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yoursisteruser: glad to know you have a heart

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— yourbffuser: time and place, bestie @yoursisteruser

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— youruser: once you go black!

— lewishamilton: I was gunna say the course of true love never did run smooth…

— youruser: mine works better!!

— user4: lmao she’s hilarious

— user5: and just as chaotic as Charles 😭 they’re made for eachother

—user6: idk I think he needs someone more introverted… she’s attention seeking (this user was blocked by charles_leclerc)

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—youruser: my man, my man, my man!

landonorris: she’s gorgeous

— charles_leclerc: why do you live to cause me distress??

georgerussell63: blimey, was only yesterday you told us you never got her number

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— danielricciardo: Max be nice

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[loaksloversblog]

HII BBYS !! i’m currently writing a lo’ak x reader story on wattpad , and one shots !! send recommendations for stuff you would like to see ! here’s a sneak peak 😉

Y/N POV:

   we decided to stay at my house tonight. Everyone else is at the community feeding pod. I take lo'ak in my room, changing into sleepwear because we are staying in tonight. he brought one of the movie players from the RDA lab , and some classics his dad used to watch back on earth . We decided to start setting up . "love , have you eaten today ?" he says to me . "i haven't eaten much , but there is some food in me." i respond with . "let's get some snacks before the movie , okay ?" he says , and i agree . He offers to get them , and brings back some fresh fruit . He knows me so well , they are all cut up and in small portions . I ate some , but not the full plate .

I was kind of nervous eating around him . i know i have issues with eating , but i don't want to put that burden onto him .

After a while of watching this super unrealistic, but yet intriguing movie called iron man or whatever , we snuggled up . until he just wacked me in the face with a fucking pillow . "Lo'ak ?! what the fuck?!" i said , looking at him with a silly confused expression on my face . "what ?? you can't have a sleepover without a pillow fight !" he said back , squaring up with me . "oh it's on." i say , standing on the bed whipping a pillow at him . He's so much bigger than me , so he didn't hesitate to block every shot i tried to take . Eventually , i resorted to tackling him . I jumped right at him , trying to use my weight to force him on the bed and continue beating him with pillows . He just ended up catching me ??? he's so fucking strong . i always thought it was hot before , but it's gunna be an issue if i always lose our pillow fights . He threw me back on the bed , but making sure to be gentle. Probably less than half his weight is holding me down . I cant help but admire his perfectly toned body , and i start to feel a ripple of heat move from my core down my legs.

    I try to reach for another pillow , but he just grabs my hand and pins them above my head . His playful acts were innocent at first , but the tension between us has built up now . We sat in that position keeping eye contact with eachother . it was like a magnet was pulling us together . His eyes are so beautiful . The most precious thing i've ever seen . I cant tell what he wants in this exact moment , but all i know is i want to eat this man alive .

    He soon breaks out of the eye contact , kissing me hard and passionately . That same warm flush moves from my core in between my legs again . I place my arms around my neck , pulling him closer and kissing him harder . he moved closer to me , and i can feel his hard cock though his lioncloth on my thighs . I understand it's too soon , I KNOW we can't , but god i cannot wait until he can fuck me sensless .

   He moves his kisses from mouth to neck , being gentle but more agressive than last time . i'm not complaining though , i kinda like it this way . He moves his hands up and down my body , almost like he's trying to feel every part of it . As he's kissing and nibbling my neck , i feel a sharp pain . I wimped at this feeling , and he backs up . "Shit , are you okay love ?" he says . He notices i'm bleeding , and starts apologizing immediately . In all honestly , that was fucking hot .

   I sit up and look at him , debating on if i should say what i want to say . I don't know what animal lo'ak as unlocked in me , but i feel fucking feral . "do it again ." i say , and i can tell i'm giving him fuck me eyes .

   "wait , you want me to ? you want me to bite you again ." he says , looking at me with a confused but excited expression . "yes .. is that weird ? it hurt but , it hurt good ?" i'm kinda nervous at this point , wondering if i said the wrong thing . "as long as your sure princess , i'll do anything to please you ." he says with a smirk . he lays be back down , continuing with aggressive kisses on my neck , chest , and shoulders . When he moves to my right shoulder , i feel that same pain again . That pain that made me feel like i was gunna fucking explode , and i feel his fangs sinking into me . I whimper again , and he starts licking up the blood that's ever so slightly coming out of his bite mark . He moves back to my face , towering over me with the most dominant but gentle look . He places a kiss on my forehead , and starts to untie my top .

   God , im fucking feining  for him . All the nervs from our first time exploring eachother are gone , and we just want to devour eachother , but we can't mate . not quite yet .

    He palms my tit , squeezing it aggressively while sucking on my other nipple . He begins to pinch and nibble , causing me to whimper even more than before . i still feel the heat and tenderness from the bite on my neck . "you like that , don't you ?" he says with a smirk . "fuck lo , i do ." i say back , trembling in egarness for him . "lo is cute , i like that" he says . he moves back up my body , continuing to kiss me more . i can feel him , as hard as a fucking brick . he starts grinding again my pussy , and even with both our tewangs on , it feels fucking amazing .

   He wraps his arm around me , continuing to grind slow and hard . I'm debating on just begging him to pound me till i fucking cry , i need him .

   I can tell this feeling is pleasuring him too , as he is breathing heavy in my ear . it sends shivers down my spine , knowing i'm able to give him pleasure just by being here . I kiss on his neck , getting even more aroused by the sounds he's making . I cannot help it , i have no control over my actions anymore . i sink my fangs into his neck , gentle enough to draw blood . fucking ewya ,  this is hot as fuck . i watch as the blood trickles down his neck , until i lick it up . I can tell he's surprised by my actions , but i can also tell he's turned on by them too . i feel his dick pulsating against my clit , almost like all this foreplay has him close to an orgasm . I cant lie though , i am too .

   We just kept gripping eachother while grinding . I scratched his back so hard i left marks , i just can't take this tension anymore . I push up , throw him down on the bed and sit in him , feeling the imprint of his brick of a cock . I continue to grind against him hard , hitting my most sensitive spot continuously . Im breathing heavier , and he is too . "fuck lo , i think i'm gunna , cum ." i say , barley able to get these words out if my mouth . "do it love , be a good girl and come for me , year ?" he says . these words make me tingle even more than before . so i use his dick as my personal toy , grinding against it for my own pleasure . as much as i'd love to think about how he feels right now , i can't . "FUCKKK" i yell , shaking and squirting all over him . I lay on him , for just a second to put myself back together . As soon as i'm able to sit up without trembling , i grind on him even more . his loincloth wet now from my squirt , allowing him to feel even more pleasure. "don't stop y/n , your gunna make me cum." he says , trying to hold back his moans . i continue this motion , even faster and harder , i fucking love hearing him wimper and moan . It doesn't take too long for him to finish , adding even more fluids to his loincloth .

   I hold his hand as his whole body shakes , finally experiencing that long awaited orgasm . He sits up , gives me kiss on the forehead , and cleans us both up . he brings me a t-shirt of his , he used to wear it to sleep back home . It was from the RDA camp . I put it on , just admiring his sent . I immediately get up , and just hug him . I cannot express how this man makes me feel , sexually and innocently . I hug him tight , and long . "babe , are you okay ?" he asks . i look up at him shedding a single tear . I say to him with slight fear in my voice , "yeah , i'm okay i just-" and i almost cant get it out . he holds my face , reassuring me obviously conserned . "i'm just falling in love with you." i say . His ears perk up with a grin on his face , and he responds with , "it's okay , im falling in love with you too."

|are you guys sweating or is it just me ???? i hope you enjoyed because GOD DAMNNNNN i'm sweating . i love all you pookies ! more chapters to come soon and regularly 🫶🏽|

[editorialsonlife]

Life update time!

Because when else other than a Sunday morning drinking tea suits?

Life has been madness since we got back from Melbourne. Airnz cancelled our flights home so it took and extra 36 hours to get back, and we didn’t sleep for 24 of it since we had to go via Auckland. It was so bad. More jet lagged from that than when we went to America and came home after 5 weeks 😂😂😂 we were also lucky - we knew people who weren’t getting back until three days later. It was such chaos over there honestly

You can absolutely tell that travel demand is back to pre covid levels but all the services are not back up at the level they need to be. Yikes.

Melbs was awesome as per usual. We got to completely divorce reality for a good 8 days and just hang out together which was amazing and very needed after this year. Not that we’ve been struggling or anything but fuck I’ve missed Dave. There’s just been so much going on and moving home for two months was rough. Also we met all my cousins the first day we were there which was lovely and I had a fab discussion with my cousin who I haven’t seen since everything with dad. I was talking about how hard it was and she was like look, I spent last weekend crying over Eve So it doesn’t really stop you just build around it. Eve was her baby that was stillborn at 36 weeks and it was so heartbreaking for them. And it was nice just to know that like, yep, it’s Fkn miserable and that doesn’t change but life keeps happening because honestly, finding good grief resources is hard Fkn work and I’ve struggled with it this year.

We did all our usual (zoo, ikea, shopping, wandering) and just like chatting and talking and wandering through gardens and we went to the museum and it was so lush. Like what a Fkn gift of time and space we gave ourselves honestly. I loved it.

Got home from that entirely sleep deprived and mum called me in absolute tears less than 30 minutes after getting home. It was rough. I’m still exceptionally annoyed at the extended fam for having dropped the ball so Fkn badly. And I’m even more annoyed at my sister who took advantage of our absence and spent the week trying to get mum to move to Wellington which is more convenient for them but mum would absolutely hate tbh. So that was a rough reintroduction.

I went back to work the next day only to find out the utter SHIT my team had pulled in my absence and had to put two of them on formal performance management. It’s been a fucking nightmare.

And it basically hasn’t stopped since then. On the plus side, I’ve hired two new people who start tomorrow (yay!!!) so I’m off to Auckland to do induction with them. They’ll be super good value I think. I’m looking forward to it.

Life’s been a bit more settled with less travel up to whanganui and back. I had to laugh when I was talking to my the other day coz we were both like, I haven’t seen you in forever! It’s been five weeks but in the context of this year…. It’s the longest we’ve been apart since January? I think? It’s been good to be a bit of a homebody again because Dave and I are both just cooked at the end of this year. Both sleeping in til 10am on weekends without any effort just trying to play catch up. Just absolutely knackered. So it’s been nice to hang with each other again and just stay home.

An offer for mums house fell over this week so that’s been incredibly hard. We just need to get her off the block so she can actually move into the next phase of figuring out what life without dad looks like and it’s so hard to be physically unable to do that for her. I’m annoyed it’s not going to be this side of Christmas which is even more difficult but anyway. I was really hoping it wouldn’t carry over to the new year but sigh I guess it’s gunna. On the plus side, she’s volunteering at the foodbank again which gets her out of the house and around people and contributing meaningfully again so that’s been excellent.

Dave’s getting hammered with work at the moment but he’s doing ok I think. He never talks about missing dad or anything since he knows how much of mums load (and my own) I’m carrying but I’m not sure it’ll be good in the long run. Oh well.

I am going ok ish for the most part. I’m just so exhausted. I ended up extending my Christmas leave through til 10 Jan so have 2.5 weeks off which is excellent and needed. We’re not going anywhere and are just gunna chill at home and have a staycation. It’s going to be delightful.

I’ve been thinking about goals and stuff and how I want next year to play out. We were meant to start trying for kids this year which obviously didn’t happen so that’s probably still on the cards for next year. I think the thing I’m coming closer and closer to is just quitting social media and books and just trying to absolutely settle into my life and being where my feet are. After the last few years I think I just need to stop for a while and figure out what all these new parts of me are and how to integrate them and where I stand. It’s v confusing. I just want a quiet simple easy year filled with good friends and quality time with people and space for myself and sunshine and deliciousness and laughter and existence in its simplest form. I don’t want it to feel so effortful. I dunno. Fortunately I have a decent break to spend some time on it.

I was trying to explain it to Anne the other day and failed miserable. What would life look like if my inner world was so much more clear and certain? If I shored up all my reserves in myself and knew I was good enough to withstand it all? If i wasn’t so stuck on the whims and fancies of others? If they didn’t get to affect me so much? If I trusted myself so certainly that what other people said or did I would still be ok? If I had defined success for myself and what I wanted? Ugh I dunno. It’s a work in progress. And a lot of tangled thinking behind it. (Just a casual 12 years worth).

In other news, we’ve been thoroughly enjoying. Utopia on Netflix. Harry and Meghan on Netflix. Christmas movies. Michelle Obamas new book. No sugar Vanilla Coke. Almighty blood orange sparkling water. Evening walks to the river in the sunshine. Just being more active generally. Reconnecting with friends after a mad mad year. The prospect of a new year on the horizon and the hope that it can’t be any shittier than the year we’ve just lived through touch wood. Travelling for work again. Christmas shopping all being done. The fact meowser is still alive and mostly well and with us. Sunshine. Fresh starts. Some breathing room.

I know I’m gunna be ok.

[miniiredd]

So, Not to be that guy and still go on about this but like not only did people and people I thought I was close with forget me/my birthday , I now see them remembering/ actively doing something for other people’s birthday literally like the next day and the days after, which actually kind of hurts more like being forgotten is one thing and kinda used to it (shout to my family and family trauma), but that second part really fucking stings

And now A girl I worked with and thought we were good friends, which well looking back was really more me begging her to be my friend to like me (Which embarrassing looking back now), has now unfollowe/blocked? Me on most things (also Shout out to Instagram for being like hheeeyyy so this happened, please don’t ever stop being a messy bitch)… which honestly I laughed when I saw, cause like I thought to myself ‘I wonder how long after she leaves does she start blocking/deleting’ turns out not long 🤷🏻‍♀️😂. The fact she’s gone to this effort while also owning me money just makes this 🤌🏻 even better

I really just wanna hermit and like not interact with anyone, but You know what, no, I’m not going to let this make me spiral…. I’m going to have my whinge/sook here (which I probably shouldn’t, should keep it to myself but fuck it)….. but then Imma move on and send out the fic ideas that I’ve been to shy to and treat myself to some smutty fics, and focus on the people care and want me in their life’s and arent making me question that (not that they’ll see this but my AusGp girls you guy especially 🫶🏻)

My RSD ain’t gunna win this one 🖕🏻✌🏻🙌🏻👏🏻

(Please ignore me posting/whinging about this again 🙄 but I needed to get it out or it’ll just sit there and bother me…..)