#but I feel like it cld actually work

[bergamotz]

*starts doing heroin to get off kratom*

[marsbotz]

i need them to explode btw

[angelstrawbabie420]

u ever seriously wonder if ur gonna make it thru the year

[corpiote]

I've been listening to exile and the last time (tv) back to back all day. why am I doing this to myself?

[zincbot]

i'm so tired. i'm tired beyond tired. i can't even sleep i'm too tired to sleep

[caruliaa]

sometimes im like well i shldnt blame thme we juswherent working together anymore and thats not their fault but then i remember 1. how very obvious i made it again and again tht if theres issues they can talk to me abt it and ill wanna fix them and if anything wasnt working for them or i was putting too much pressure on them and they easily could have in time to fix shit and 2. they told me stuff like ill always be here for you and love you which fine tht hurts but it happens making promises like tht at one point in a relationship then that changing later but also they said literally in like. fucking late july tht "youre my best friend and i dont want you to ever doubt tht" smth that meant a lot to me and made me feel so happy to hear when there was like literally no pressure on them like i said id be patient with them calling me there best friend however long it took and i meant it never put any pressure on them and then early september like three months later they took it back and also took back our whole fucking friendship. so yk yes it had issues but also yk what. im sure im responsible for some of them but so r they im also so so sure i tried more with it and would have tried more to fix it in their shoes. so fuck them a little bit .

[noxtivagus]

my skill is making nonsense out of nothing fr 👍

[miaoua3]

hey!! popping in to say stay the morning was just 🧎‍♀️perfect. cld i request for some boyfriend ceo cheol hcs? <3 cant get enough of that trope omg.

LOVE UR WORK SM BAE

heya! thank you so much for the nice words! and sure i can, it would be my pleasure🫶

CEO! Seungcheol Boyfriend Headcanons:

• (sfw headcanons)

met you at some fancy dinner that you were accompanying your friend to, literally saw you across the room and couldn’t look away, literally stopped listening to whoever it was that he was talking to, said a brief “excuse me” before he immediately approached you to ask you for your name, the rest is history❤️

boyfriend or a sugar daddy? well- both actually. he literally gets mad if you even dare to think about paying for something with your own money, his black card has its first and foremost place in your wallet so you better be using it

although he indulges in buying you expensive and extravagant presents, cheol is actually all about small actions of affection. randomly ordering you food while you are at work, sending you flowers, tying your shoes when they come undone, holding your hand while you walk down the stairs in heels to make sure you don’t fall-he does it all and does it without even having to think twice about it, that’s how much he loves and adores you

has his kitchen filled to the brim with all the sweets and treats that you absolutely love, you definitely will put on a bit of a healthy relationship weight when you start dating him

never lets you drive to his place, always either picks you up himself or has his driver pick you up, not because he thinks you can’t but because he’d rather not risk it and just because he thinks it isn’t necessary, his princess shouldn’t be doing anything except look pretty and give him tons of kisses❤️

definitely books and pays for all the activities you have always wanted to try like your dream concerts, sky diving (if you are into dying like that lol💀) etc- just anything to make his girl happy

didn’t even ask you to move in officially, he just hung an extra key to your keychains, started insisting that you stay the night (every night actually) and eventually…your place was empty and his place was filled with your things and that made him so so happy❤️

behind the cold and moody persona he puts up as a cover is the clingiest, babiest boyfie seungcheolie ever :(( will text you all the time, asking when you will be back so you can cuddle him, “its been so long since you cuddled him last :(“ (its been 3 hours….)

is absolutely miserable when he has to go away for some business trips, literally counts the days until he comes back home to you❤️

• (nsfw! headcanons)

definitely provider both in and outside the bedroom, he will always put your pleasure first, refuses for his bedroom life to be just something quick and simple, will always spend hours just making love to you until he knows that you are 100% satisfied

LOVES spending his money on lingerie and expensive jewellery for you to wear in bed, he thinks there’s nothing hotter than you clad in red lacy lingerie and with rubies hanging from your ears and neck, he finds it so hot that HE was the one to buy all of that and finds it even hotter that HE is the only one who has the privilege to take it all off (read: rip it all off)

possessive as fuck, is always asking you “who is my good girl?, on nights where he is jealous and feeling pissed might even let the words “who do you belong to?” slip out, but like not in a misogynistic and egotistical way, but more so in a “i can’t live without you in my life so i need you to remind me that you will want to be with me forever :(“ way

doesn’t want to risk it with shower sex because you almost slipped and fell one time and gave him a mini heart attack, bathtub sex however? lets just say he always has to clean up the water that has splashed outside the bathtub while you rode him to the point he saw heaven

not really into bondage but loves to restrict your movement with his hands alone, gets him off knowing he’s strong enough to manhandle you in ways he desires

loves your ass more than anything else in the world, his favourite position is 100% doggy or fucking you in front of a mirror with your back turned towards him so he can see both your face and your ass

big on leaving hickeys all over your body, he just wants to mark what is his so everyone can know to back. the fuck. off. of his girl (loves it when you do it to him too, he just wants the whole world to know that you two are each other’s person, even if it’s because of the hickeys littered all over his collarbones

low-key into voyeurism, likes the danger of being discovered (and getting into a scandal apparently smh bro doesn’t care about his public image he’s just thinking with his dick)

i said it once and i will say it again- my man has a praise kink and that’s the end of it, he just loves reassuring you and praising you how good you are doing and how good of a girl you are being for him, would never call you the b-word, you are his princess, his baby, not…that word :(( (well unless you insist to-)

thats all i got for now😭 hope that you like it! love you mwah💋

[lnfours]

doll | l.n

summary: ‘i’m not even joking when i say i’ve fallen in love w the way you write lando you have me giggling every single time and i love it - i’m not sure if your requests are open rn, but cld i request a lando x reader enemies to lovers kinda vibe? honestly whatever you wanna go with is fine but i need need tooth rotting fluff rn so maybe he has a nickname for her that only he uses and there’s a lot of oblivious-ness from both of them over the fact that they like each other :’‘)’ - @mars-dreamworld

warnings: fluff, language, enemies to lovers, female!racer, just overall a whirlwind of emotions. strap in.

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lando norris was absolutely, most definitely, 100% the most insufferable person you had ever met.

in the beginning of the year, mclaren had announced that you’d be joining the team as a third driver, and of course people men took it to social media to express how they felt women didn’t belong in the sport. that racing was a ‘real man’s’ sport.

and now you needed to prove them all wrong, prove you were worth your spot on the team. you know you didn’t have to, that it wouldn’t necessarily change people’s minds, but you worked hard to be here. countless sleepless nights, crashes, tunings, everything, was worth this moment.

and now it was your chance. oscar had ended up with an injury after a crash in one of the practice races over the weekend, ultimately giving you his spot until he was recovered.

you and lando hadn’t really gotten along. you had found yourself battling with him on the track, the two of you going head to head in the garage after practices. you had thought his ego and his sarcasm was unattractive, whereas he simply just saw you as a threat.

but, deep down, he had a soft spot for you that he kept buried under the fake hatred. he didn’t actually hate you, who could? he admired your hard work and dedication, but be couldn’t help but feel like you were trying to take his spot.

“what the fuck, norris?!” you yelled, throwing your helmet to the ground as you stormed over to him. he wore a smug look on his face that you would’ve found attractive if it weren’t for the fact that he felt the need to cut you off in turn 5.

“what?”

“are you thinking with your brain or your dick?!” you shoved his chest, but he didn’t move a muscle. he didn’t even budge, just looked down at you with those stupidly gorgeous green eyes.

“you’d know if i was thinking with my dick, doll.”

“don’t call me that.” you gave him a hard look and he put his hands up in fake surrender, shaking them like he was scared.

and that’s where it all started, that stupid fucking nickname. every time he said it, it made your blood boil, made you want to connect your knee with his crotch. now that he knew how to press your buttons, he wasn’t ever going to let you live.

right now, your face was red as your blood boiled, sitting in the drivers room as your leg bounced. the two of you had it out again today, the crew immediately separating the two of you and telling you both to knock it off.

the embarrassment from your crew telling you to quit acting like a child replayed in your head the rest of the day and as you sat in drivers room, and slowly your anger turned into sadness. you sucked in a shaky breath, trying to keep your composure, but you failed. the tear rolled down your cheek and you sniffled to yourself.

but of course, the door opened at the wrong time, causing you to wipe your cheeks quickly before looking at who decided to barge in. your eyes met lando’s green ones, which immediately softened upon looking at you.

“can i help you with something?”

he licked his lips, his brain going a mile a minute. why were you crying? was it because of him? fuck.

“i uhm,” he stammered over his words, letting out a breath before speaking, “are you crying?”

you shook your head, wiping your cheek on the shoulder of your race suit, “no.”

he knew better, though. the door closed behind him as he sat across from you, “you don’t have to lie, y/n.”

the way your name sounded rolling off his tongue with that stupid accent made your stomach do flips, but you refused to give in. this is what he wanted, right? pull you close enough to destroy you and prove to everyone that you’re actually not good enough to be here.

“why do you care?” you asked, an eyebrow raising, “it’s not like you actually give a fuck, so can you go somewhere else with your fake sympathy?”

he immediately got defensive, “what makes you think i don’t care about you? would i have run over to you the other day at practice when you crashed if i didn’t care about you?”

you thought back to last week, your car going into the barrier on the track. lando had seen the crash, immediately following the crew onto the track and ignoring the drop in his stomach. you had climbed out, shaken up but okay when he reached you. he grabbed onto your shoulders after you tugged your mask and helmet off, your eyes distant as he searched them.

“y/n?” his voice was laced with concern, “y/n, are you okay?”

you snapped out of it, meeting his eyes before you looked down at your body, “i think so…?”

he grabbed your face into his hands gently, turning your face side to side as he tried to examine you. the medics pulled up, rushing over to you.

“it’s okay, we’ve got it from here.” the female said to lando. he hesitated before he let go, letting them lead you over to the back of the ambulance to check you over. you looked back at him, the feeling of his hands on your cheeks lingering as they ushered you in.

you looked back at the brit, shrugging, “i dunno.”

he chuckled, but it wasn’t laced with humor, more like disappointment, “okay,”

“why would i think that when you’re always trying to prove that you’re better than me?”

he didn’t say anything, looking down at the tile floor, “because i’m threatened by you.”

you scoffed, “tell me something i don’t know.”

“no, you don’t get it,” he said, sitting up again, “i’m threatened by you because you’re good. you’re insanely good. you race well, you train hard, everyone here loves you, the fans. you’re an inspiration. something i’ve always wanted to be for someone.”

your attitude shifted, looking over at the boy across from you. he wore a sad, regretful face as he played with the zipper on his suit.

“you’re an inspiration, lando,” you said, “the little boy who dressed up like you the other day? the one who said he wanted to be just like you?”

he shrugged, “one boy compared to thousands of little girls who see themselves in you. i know i shouldn’t be upset, you’re literally changing history, but seeing it makes me wish i was someone like you.”

“you’re right, you’re not like me,” you said, moving to sit next to him, “you’re lando norris, the one who got P2 in your home grand prix a few weeks ago, the one who goes out of their way to say hi to literally all the fans and take pictures with them. you’re literally someone’s ray of sunshine.”

he smiled softly, letting you continue, “be like you. don’t be like me, lan.”

his head snapped up at the nickname, “did you just call me ‘lan’?”

a smile spread across his face and you let out a soft laugh, “i guess i did.”

he smiled back, “thank you, though. i needed that. and, i’m sorry for how i’ve been towards you.”

you waved him off, the smile still playing at your lips. you tried to bite it back with your lower lip tucked between your teeth. he swore his heart skipped a beat at the sight. you nodded your head softly, “we’re cool. just pipe down the ego a bit, yeah?”

he let out a chuckle. being this close to him made you realize there was a hint of blue in his green eyes, the short stubble growing back from where he had shaved his facial hair. he was undeniably pretty and you were getting wrapped up in him and distracted. he was doing the same, his eyes scanning over every single one of your facial features as he tried his hardest to memorize them.

you smiled softly, “why’re you looking at me like that?”

he smirked, “you mean the same way you’re looking at me?”

you blushed, turning away from him but his eyes were still locked onto you. you went to stand up, smiling softly at him as it was nearing the beginning of the next race.

“i’ll see you out there.”

he smiled, “see you out there, doll.”

you shook your head, letting out a soft laugh as you let the door close behind you, the nickname no longer making your blood boil but suddenly making your stomach do flips.

lando norris was going to be the death of you.

[murdrdocs]

Little miss Americana coming over to try n seduce Rick who’s like twice her age, trying to find a reason to get off his porch n into his living room and pants. with like idk a batch of cookies or it cld be guised as her coming over 2 discuss some community issue she doesn’t give truly give two figs abt… how surprised wld he be when he finds out she actually just wants to um.. fuck!!!! 😳😳

and you're so right anon! MDNI 18+ w/ RICK GRIMES

you think you're being obvious.

a faint scent of soft perfume clinging to your skin and clothes, a sweet smile and wide eyes painted onto your face, jeans that hug your ass and hips and a top that showed a hint of your cheetah print bra. it's your third time here since they've all moved in, surely rick knows what you're up to.

but from your end, rick grimes is either painfully oblivious, or pretending to be. when he opens the door, he seems shocked for a second. his eyebrows slightly raised, lips tugged up at the corners just enough for you to notice, blue eyes staring straight at you before they slowly trail down to the porcelain plate with stacked brownies in your hands. he adjusts his stance, worn in boots thudding against the hardwood, and he leans further into the door.

"is that for me?" he asks before correcting himself. "for us."

you can hear the subtext in his tone. what he doesn't say is more?, or again?. but rick says what he feels, you know what, so you reason with yourself that if he didn't want you here, he would kick you off of his porch.

hopefully you can manage to make your way into the house this time.

you nod, considering thrusting the brownies out to him. before you can complete the movement, you hold the plate closer to your chest. as of right now, this is your way in. "yeah, they're for you," a moment of hesitance, then, "and whoever else you wanna share them with."

rick smiles though the gesture doesn't completely spread up to his eyes. he reaches his hand out and there's no longer an excuse for you to hold the treats hostage, so you extend them to him, trying to ignore the way your heart begins to sink.

for the third time in less than a couple of weeks, you've found yourself on the porch of house 101, practically canvassing except you're attempting to promote yourself. it's as if you're saying please have sex with me!. at least that's what you're trying to say, coming over here in denim skirts, flowy sundresses, and now your best pair of jeans that have somehow managed to hang on. if he's still not getting it, then you'll have to try something else.

when rick asks you, "is there anything else i can do for you?" you grin for a moment before dropping it for a solemn look.

you play with your nails, curling your body in on yourself as you nod, look at the floor, and say, "yeah, actually".

it works. ricks tone is softer when he tells you to come in. he holds the door open for you, closing it behind you as you walk further into the house.

you've only been in here once before, back when you first got to alexandria and deanna let you tour a few houses before you moved into yours. not much has changed, it's not like rick's group could go out shopping or anything, but the atmosphere feels different.

you're already heading towards the kitchen when rick's voice tells you to go there.

you end up standing against the island, your hip pressed into the counter. rick stands across from you, mirroring your position. he crosses his arms over this chest, furrowing his eyebrows as he stares down at you.

"what's the problem?"

you hesitate and rick takes it as nervousness.

he bends a little to meet your eye. "nothing to be nervous about. you can tell me, alright? it's just me and you here."

good, you think to yourself.

rick stands straight, staring down at you. he knows.

he's not an idiot. it may have been a while since he's had someone flirting with him, but he still knows what it looks like. he remembers the way suspects would scoot closer to him when he interviewed them, or how waiters serving him and shane would continuously find reasons to come by their table.

rick knows when he's being flirted with.

but he's just playing along for now, seeing how far you're planning to take this.

you hesitate after his question, glancing around the kitchen before your eyes land on the brownies sitting on rick's counter.

"do you mind?" you ask him as you reach for a square. rick shakes his head as if to say go ahead. he wasn't going to eat it anyway, not yet at least.

you take your time chewing the first bite and as rick stands there, forced to watch you stall, he starts to consider that there isn't anything wrong at all. that this is another ploy.

he tries to hide his smile, glancing to the side and taking sudden interest in michonne's sword sitting atop the mantel in the living room.

when he looks back at you, you're licking your thumb and then shooting your tongue out over your lips to clean any crumbs.

jesus, you're not hiding it anymore.

"the problem is ..." more hesitance and rick blatantly raises his eyebrows. "i just feel like some people in the community are reluctant to accept your new position of power here. it feels like disrespect, doesn't it?"

rick shrugs. he agrees, but it's fine. when the time comes, they'll see. "deanna gave michonne and i this position so it's not up to the others, is it?"

"yeah, but," you take a step closer, forcing the tension between you two to exist in an even tighter space, constricting it to the point that rick knows it'll eventually come to a climax. "surely something can be done."

you sound so sincere and right now, rick doesn't know if this is something you've made up to get yourself in this position, or if it's coming from a place of genuine worry. it could truly be either, he concludes.

either way, you're here, in rick's kitchen, standing nearly toe to toe. this close rick can smell your perfume and see the coating of makeup on your eyelashes and over your cheeks. you dolled yourself up to come over here and see him.

it's cute.

"i appreciate the concern," he tells you.

you don't say anything for a moment. you're just looking up at him, lips parted, eyes a little wide. rick stares back and that's how he notices when you glance from his eyes to his lips.

for a moment, you aren't sure you're going to do anything. you consider continuing your bullshit story and then going back home to force your hand between your thighs once more. but something comes over you and suddenly you're moving closer, standing on your toes to inch your lips closer to ricks. you're moving slowly, leaning room for him to move away if he wants to.

even further, you stop before you can get too close, and when nothing happens, you whisper, "please."

rick swears under his breath, nearly too quiet for you to hear but you think he simply says the lords name.

he knows what you want, he's known for a little while now, but having you so bluntly ask for it like this does something to him. a chill runs down the back of his neck as he's moving closer, asking if you're sure through a single breath, and as soon as you nod he has his hands cupping your face and your back pressed into the counter.

[marsbotz]

my godddd sorry to sound literally fucking insane but thinking abt littollll gru and the minions makes me want to cryyyyy. HIS FAMILYYYYYYY

[skunkes]

I've been doing T by injection for 4 years now !! you might already know, but injecting into the stomach/other fat/subcutaneous spot is actually so painless sometimes I can't feel my injections at all besides the small pinch of the needle going through my skin. blood draws hurt waaayy more than my weekly injections ^_^ I also do my boyfriend's injections for him, and he has maybe only 10% body fat and his are painless too, if you're someone who doesn't have much stomach fat. if that helps you feel better at all !!

thank u ^_^ idk that i cld ever do it myself and idk who i'd get to do it for me....but also in general i hope t gel works because I like the more even day to day distribution if that makes sense....it taking a little longer to get going is also smthng i enjoy....I just hope im able to access that option and that it works for me honestly....

[batsplat]

omgg i started following you because i loved your motogp posts and i did not expect to get emotionally attacked about my tennis fave like this. you've lit expressed everything ive felt abt tennis lately like daniil's return game has developed so well these last few years if only his shoulders were still functional he wld be soo unstoppable (i remember like last 2 year-ish when his serve suddenly went to shit and i was like wtf is going on?? but then it turned out his shoulders don' work anymore😭😭😭) ngl i did not expect him to make it to the ao finals this yr at all but then he did and i started getting hope again and then well uk what happened next... (i actually went to bed when he was up 2 sets because i alrdy had premonitions for what was abt to happen and i didnt need that experience twice 😭) anyways i finally quit watching the men's tour reguarly middle of this yr-ish because mostly because my biggest opp started winning big tournanments/slams consistently and i cld not take it anymore (part of why i got into motogp ig, i needed a new thing to fill in the hole)

also ur thing being having to be the chosen one in men's tennis is soo true but i wld argue it cld even be broadened down to being in the chosen generation... every 90s born player doomed to be seen as the weak links of the sport, both forever destined to be surpassed by those who came before and those who came after...

anyways mostly i also just wanted to thank you for writing all your super information motogp posts!! not only is ur writing style super informative/consistent, all the topics u've written abt feel super unique like i doubt i wld ever randomly stumble elsewhere. i'm not that good w/ words so idk how to fully express my appreciation, but your posts are the main reason i started delving into more past motogp races and interviews instead of just sticking to current ones which has 1000% made my experience of becoming a motogp fan more enjoyable!

🥺🥺 such a nice ask from a fellow sufferer... I actually tried to sleep in for the ao final and managed for like. maybe a set. it's so funny to have a whole fanbase quite literally begging their player not to go up two sets to love, zero hindsight needed I was HORRIFIED by that second set going his way... especially since I noticed the balance of play in the actual games had changed and meddy wasn't winning any return points anymore, just relying on an earlier break to seal that set iirc. and then I started going for increasingly desperate tactics to distract myself when the inevitable happened in the next three sets (including rewatching marc marquez: all in, it was rough man, like I get what you're saying about getting into motogp to escape because generally I too have fled to this sport whenever tennis has most been pissing me off)

and obviously that final was very trauma flashbacks to my definitive sports trauma, a match I'm STILL not over and at this rate have accepted I'll be miserable about until the day I die. but this time I couldn't even BLAME him because it was an insane effort to even get to the final, he'd done such a fantastic job given his tennis really wasn't there at the start of the tournament, he just kept figuring out ways to win... the hurkacz match where he basically ran out of fuel in the fourth, that crazy semifinal where he just refused to know when he was beaten, and then taking two sets off sinner in that final!! the resilience and the grit but also the tactical acumen, like my god when he blindsided hurkacz by radically altering his return position RIGHT AFTER doing that post-match back-and-forth with courier where he explained in detail why he favoured his regular return position. the cleverness and the bravery he showed in clutch points in that semi, something that zverev is completely incapable of (monte carlo 2023 still lives rent free lol), like the psychology of that match slapped. how he took it so sinner, completely caught him off guard by mixing up his game, and it was WORKING. really managed to change the dynamic of that match up... he lost that match first and foremost in his legs. just so cruel after everything. we had the guy who easily disposed of an admittedly rubbish djokovic in the semis on the ropes. and it still. was. not. fucking. enough. one of the best slam final runs in recent memory and it still wasn't enough!! he's already far outperformed what he SHOULD have been capable of in his career and somehow he keeps developing a game style which should have plateaued ages ago and I have so much respect for the work him and gilles have done post-2022... and he really should have more to show for it

anyway yeah I remember the serve decline in 2022, back when I was really in the weeds with analysing meddy's game. and that was also the year it felt like his legs completely deserted him. his deciding set record that year was horrific after ao, very rarely even got it that far win or lose and when he did so almost always lost (karatsev was cramping, let's not talk about the other third set win)

scorelines from the tour finals genuine miracle i did not throw myself into the sea

only one four set match post-ao and he also lost that, incidentally. and obviously that was partly because his brain was fucked, BUT I also wondered whether it was the aftereffects of the hernia operation that year affecting both the physicality and the serve. and I can't remember if he confirmed that anywhere but the theory's certainly cottoned on to help explain the serve decline, even if his endurance obviously has massively improved again. and then add in the shoulder... it's so brutal because it used to be such a key pillar to his game, like the whole magic was tied together by being able to whizz through his own service games while making his opponent's return games hellish

and like,, the thing I really admire about him is that there was a period in 2022 where it did feel like he'd been 'figured out', like there was increasingly a game plan that could be used against him. serve and volley, etc etc. but to some extent, he's managed to resist just being written off when facing elite competition BECAUSE he keeps coming up with ways to throw his opponents off-balance. what he's been doing this year, for all that it hasn't gotten him great results, has been so much fun to watch - really reminded me of his summer/autumn 2019 stretch where he'd played so much he should've constantly been at risk of keeling over of exhaustion but adapted to it by just becoming a completely different player. wawrinka uso 2019 match still goes crazyyyy, one of his most underrated performances. serve and volley in the uso 2019 final I wanna run to u. it's such a wonderfully unique game that's frankensteining all these unique parts together that all sort of shouldn't work but all sort of do, harnessed and constantly reinvented by (let's face it) the smartest top player currently in the game. and it really does piss me off that he hasn't been rewarded more. he's been the best of the rest since 2019, he's absolutely maximised his game for someone who doesn't have that stratospheric big three-level of talent and I WANT it to actually matter. but men's tennis will always see talent triumphing over guile I fear, and meddy has consistently been a victim of poor timing

and yeah, the generational aspect is true, where the entire ''''''''nextgen''''''''' cohort has essentially been doomed - partly because they just weren't good enough, but partly because they arrived at just the right time window to still be thoroughly traumatised by the big three without getting any kind of a break before the next super talents showed up. until 2022 I really did naively believe we were getting a chaos era of SOME kind until that decrepit spanish ghoul showed up in australia to trample all over my soul and give me depression, and then immediately another bloody spaniard started going at it. how can you not be a little bit bitter that alcaraz got to swan to his first slam title without having to face a single member of the big three? idk man like sometimes it really is the magic of sports that the anointed few don't just have talent on their side, they are also fantastically lucky. you see it with how the big three all secured their first slams... things just seem to work out somehow. infuriating and existentially horrifying

anyway. lol. as you can see I do always have a tennis rant in me. will always be a major part of my life, obviously something I have a far far better understanding of than any other sport, still keep up with the women's game fairly closely... where icl it helps that the players I'm most invested in have dropped off SO badly this year, partly due to injury, that I can merrily ignore their existence. plus, and this bit is crucial, I don't loathe the players who actually win things. so I'm in a happy place where I just enjoy the sport and (if anything) want Certain top players to do better than they currently are... but also don't lose any sleep over the results. like, have I been massively frustrated with iga this year? yes, but it's also not made me stare at a wall for five hours. also, it's just been a way better product than this predictable basher servebot shit from the men. women's wimbledon semi day THE best tennis day of the year, prove me wrong. they've had actual classic matches, which the men have been noticeably short on. just sort of been an odd season for the men, with djokovic shrivelling and alcaraz patchy outside of two slams and sinner doing his whole 'I'm not a cardboard cut out I'm a REAL boy' routine on his way to fifty hard court titles and everyone else irrelevant. as I've already said... it's fine. whatever. hope the sport enjoys fifty thousand alcaraz/sinner slam wins as the earth keeps turning around the sun and eventually we all turn to dust. it's fine

and seriously, thank you for everything in the ask... always happy to hear I've made someone's fan experience like. better. and that I add something a little bit different to the mix lol, also literally no compliment I like to read more than anything to do with my actual writing. because this ask was so lovely, here's my personal favourite moment as a tennis fan this year:

still think that australian open title should be restored to us

[bfwonho]

AITA but i dont wanna use reddit

ok you know what here is the situation. my (only recently) 20 yr old friend (i met them four years ago when we both worked at mcd) lived with their strict, emotionally abusive, overprotective parents until recently. their parents would confiscate tech for yrs at a time, wouldn't let them get vaccinated (i had to help them do that), guilt and shame them, etc. also obviously homophobic and my friend is transfem nb and queer. theyre also the eldest sibling of quite a few and had to handle the pressure of that responsibility and their parents never wanted them to do normal things like getting a car and moving out. i was always there encouraging them even when we stopped working together bc i was like fuck this naive gullible homeschooled kid has no one and they remind me of my younger sibling and im gonna be there for them as much as i can. the only reason they even got a car eventually is cus i kept telling them to so they cld move out

cut back to barely a year ago, they're still so naive and gullible they've lent like 1k+ to ppl who won't pay them back, but they still have like 10-20k in savings and now their own car. they also get into digital art with my help and get into furry porn or whatever. im like ok i guess ur an adult now do what u want. and then theyre like "ive got an online partner from CANADA!!! (we r australian) don't freak out i know it's bad but he's 30." i'm like oh god. they've been together 3 months ish and my friend RLY wants to visit their fuckass boyfriend and i'm like please be careful, please wait at least a year, i know u wont wanna listen to how i rly feel about this but at least just take these precautions. i'm also like when you do meet irl he should come here ur barely 19 and he's 30 like it only makes sense. and theyre like "thank u i promise i will do that"

and then maybe 10 or 11 months into their relationship i find out my friend is in canada with their bf, and has been for like a month, and i only know this bc they're asking if i can pick them up from sydney airport. im like errr that's pretty far away but take the train and i'll pick you up from the station and they're like ok sure! and i ask a bit more about it and find out they believe their parents have been hacking into their laptop because why else would they be suspicious that this canadian guy is their boyfriend, i'm like actually no offense but it's really fucking obvious i don't think they did that... and they're like "yeah anyway my parents are no longer picking me up which is why i need a lift, i admitted i have a boyfriend and they're calling him a pedo (and i almost agree but i just smile and nod) and so i'm not going back and taking their bs anymore, i'm gonna sleep in my car if i have to" so i offer for them to stay at my place for a few weeks.

they go get their stuff from their place, i buy them a pizza cus they havent had dinner, i help them get their stuff inside, set up a temporary bed. they tell me they plan to be out within a few days, i tell them they can stay longer if they need to, but currently their only job is doordash and they should focus on getting a real job so they can find a place and i'm more than happy to help them find somewhere. theyre the type of person to say sorry for everything and not let themselves ever feel comfortable, so i make sure they know they can use the kitchen and bathroom and everything while they're here and to not feel like a huge burden, im gonna be charging them a tiny bit of rent anyway so yeah.

now tell me why it's been over a month, they've applied to only a few places, i specifically put in a good word with them at my job and told them to call back and ask about the application and they just haven't, they've just been doordashing and filling my entire fridge and cupboard with their food, i tell them to use the laundromat cus we don't have enough space for their washing too and they end up asking if they can use our washing machine anyway (i reluctantly say yes), they destroy all my kitchen sponges on washing this one shitty pan i have cus they have to cook an entire grand meal from scratch for breakfast lunch and dinner, they wash up but i'm the only person who cleans the floors and the bathroom so now i'm feeling cramped and stressed out...

i ask my mum about what to do, she says give them 2 weeks to move out, my mum is a guarantor on my lease so in the group chat i explain the situation and say they have 2 weeks, they NEVER RESPOND and start not coming home until late at night... i'm considering moving into another place with a friend atp so i'm like yo maybe you can get on this lease and THEN they respond and start showing up again... and today i called and updated mum on the situation and her partner got on the phone, me and my sibling only got this place cus he apparently called in a favour cus we were rly struggling to find any fucking housing, and so he says "tell him i mean THEMMM if theyre not out tomorrow i will forcibly remove them" and so my sibling makes sure to tell them this face to face so they cant avoid actually responding. i also find out today that this whole time they've been flat broke (to the point they had to borrow my money just to get petrol despite doordashing like 40 hours a week) because they HAVE BEEN HELPING. PAY. THEIR GROWN ASS. SHITTY FUCKING USELESS. PARTNERS. RENT. THIS GROWN ASS MAN NOT ONLY HAD THEM PAY TO GO SEE HIM AND SUCK HIM OFF AND COOK FOR HIM. NOT ONLY WAS LETTING THEM GO BACK TO AUSTRALIA AND JUST BE HOMELESS. BUT HE IS ACTIVELY TAKING THEIR FUCKING MONEY. despite all of this i am deep down INCREDIBLY GLAD that my mum's partner put his foot down to get them out of my house and i feel guilty about it despite risking eviction cus im breaking my lease agreement by having them here loooll

tldr my 20 yr old friend has been living in my house illegally for over a month bc they refuse to go back to their shitty parents, they are however broke and don't have a stable job and their 30 yr old boyfriend is leeching off of them, and now i'm essentially kicking them out of my place within 2 days because my own housing security is at risk

[appleslicesys]

hi! i see that you make alter packs! i was wondering if i could get your most detailed pack type? brainmade, mostly creator's choice with these few guidelines: not super feminine (preferably masc or xenine), no younger than 16, no one who would harm the body or system themself! ty in advance if you do this.

— @roses-bah-garden

First alterpack request! A little nervous since I had so much creative liberty, but I hope you like hxm! Feel free to change or swap out anything!

MASC / XENINE GRUNGE SKATER ALTERPACK

Adam, Adrian, Alex, Brayden, Bruise, Bryce, Caleb, Dom, Dominic, Ed, Evan, Grime, Leon, Jason, Julian, Lukas, Mason, Miller, Morgan, Nate, Noel, Pierce, Preston, Rust, Ryan, Scotty, Scrape, Silas, Slash, Skrrt, Theo, Tripp, Tucker, Tyler, Wren, Xavier, Zander, Zach

Wheels, Skrrt, Zan, Xay, Tumble, Fall, Ads, Ry, Beats, Shredder, Tear, Sonny, Tony, Sy, Wolfe

He/Hx/Th-y/Vae/Thing/Bite/Hit/Haze/Bark/Loser/Dude/Hunt/Wolf/Being/Grime/Bruise/Scab

Age: 20s - Source: Brainmade - Humanflux, Creaturekin

Potential Roles: Overrider, Brother Figure, Absorber

Potential Signoffs: 🌪️, 🔧, 🛹, 👖, 🥤,

Masc & Neu Terms - 🐺, 🦴, 🎧, 🎸, 🎶, 🥁

Titles: (Prn) with (prns) headphones on, the loner boy, (prn) that’s tightly-wound, the opinionated boy, (prn) who plays air guitar, the one with the drum solo, the skater, (prn) who wins at video games, the hot-headed thing, (prn) with scraped knees, (prn) with ripped jeans, the one drinking soda, the outcasted thing, the one who shreds guitar, (prn) who drinks soda, (prn) who pulls all-nighters, (prn) who procrastinates, the one listening to music, the one that skates, (prn) that rolls through the neighborhood

Cremascept - Boyxenine - Mascthing

Patheticboyloser - Adxenine - Dinary Man

Bisexual Cepturomantic Stag

A 20-something guy with dark, messy hair, smudged eyeliner, and dark circles. Dark brown eyes and light tan to medium brown skin— baggy skater’s fashion taste with large t-shirts, ripped jeans, Vans, and thick hoodies.

Personality: Hx is tightly-wound and hotheaded with lots of opinions that th-y think are right. He tends to not like other people that much, but he’s more loose and laid back around people vae’s familiar with. With close friends and those thing views as family, being is extremely protective and will fight someone if it’s needed. Despite being a grungy skater, wolf actually prefers clean clothes. They can look dirty, sure, but bark hates smelling bad and wants to be a clean level of dirtiness when he’s out skating.

Habits: Music-related stims (air guitar, drumming on things), chewing on hoodie strings, doodling, procrastinating work, being too aggressive, not cleaning

Hobbies: Skating, listening to music, playing video games, practicing instruments, hanging with friends

Likes: Video games, skateboards, soda, heavy metal and rock music, making songs, drums, headphones, long skating trips, people who aren’t annoying, clean clothes

Dislikes: Loud people, curfews, school, homework, doing chores, broken drumsticks, nerds, the internet going out, losing games

Typing Quirk: Lots of shortening/abbreviating words, 2000s slang, lowercase, and double letters. Prefers emoticons.

“th qck brwn fx jmps ovr th lzy dg.”

“the qquick brown ffox jumps oover the llazy dog.”

“ugh th rrents r being so aannying. we shld g sk8 l8r, yeah? mayb wwe cld g get ttrashed aftr. mmega! alrght, cu l8r. B-\”

Pos Triggers: Alternative music, skating, being out late at night, comfy clothes

Neu Triggers: Free periods at school, graffiti, outcasts, loud music of any kind

Neg Triggers: Homework, arguments, seeing haze’s friends get bullied, being inside all day

Aesthetics: Olderbrothercore, Skater, Alternative, Grunge, Minivan Rock, Gamercore