#but she's a hater and called me a dumbass

[mariclerc]

Silencing the haters | cl16 & gr63

Summary: the fans don't like your relationship with your boys, but you don't care.

Warning: hate comments.

a/n: just a little smau! i know it's a little short, it's like a second part of "petite sizes" I hope you like it <3

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[euniexenoblade]

If you're here about people calling me intersexist or what ever:

The tl;dr it's bullshit, spun by a bunch of transmisogynists who tried to kick up a harassment campaign against me, but most people saw through it as the bullshit it is.

But, anyways.

It started off with this post, where while high I made a dumb post about how a group of tme trans people who still align in some way with womanhood had been calling themselves "afab trans women," which is incredibly transmisogynistic because 1) afab people saying they identify as trans women implies that trans women are not women and 2) "afab trans women" is a concept terfs made up in the 2010s to mock trans women. The point was never about intersex people specifically, it was about people not understanding that "trans woman" is a specific term with specific meanings, and by them trying to use it it implies they see trans women as transmisogynistic concepts and not as a type of woman.

Whether you agree with me, whatever, I don't fucking care. Just block me and go away. But, the blogger status-quo-hater found my post and went on a rant. When I first saw it I had intended to ignore it, but I checked out its blog and found it interacting with someone who has previously intentionally misgendered me and I just decided I didn't need that shit - so I blocked it. Naturally it noticed cuz it was refreshing my blog every second waiting for a reply, and when it found I blocked it, it once again went on a weird rant about me hating intersex people and deleting comments (at the time, the only comment I deleted implied I was a man) from intersex people trying to "calmly" explain things to me (nope, i hadn't even had that many comments yet).

This launched into a bunch of people suddenly reblogging it's addition and saying some weird fucking shit. Insults, misgendering comments, I even got a couple of weird Christian comments ("may god have mercy on their soul" die). So I started using the ability to hide reblogs on my OP of these people and blocking them, and as it kept going it just go too hard to keep track of and decided that, fuck it! If these are the people status-quo-hater attracts, I'll block everyone that reblogs it's additions. And, I tried to do that but again, it got way too difficult, so getting tired of being misgendered and insulted, I turned the reblogs off.

Since then my inbox exploded with suicide bait, hatemail, dumb shit trying to bait me into saying dumb shit (examples), and my posts started getting spammed with comments that 1) were harassing me. no they were not "calm explanations," they were aggressive harassment that at times misgendered me (not all but enough) or 2) a series of people were spamming my posts, one person posting the same comment ten times, which was fucking annoying. So I was deleting comments by this point, and as I went I just started deleting any comment saying negative shit cuz, again, these people run in the same groups and the most "calm dialogue" doesn't look like such when you're being harassed by a bunch of dumbasses.

Tumblr user dabwax left some fucked up comment on my post. I deleted it and blocked her. So she made a post where she intentionally misgendered me. After someone informed her she was misgendering me, she acknowledged it but blamed it on me (for blocking her, she had been on my blog to screencap me) and refused to edit the post to reflect my correct pronouns. Genderstarbucks added onto her post and subsequently took part in misgendering me - a person I never blocked and never had an excuse to misgender me. The difference between genderstackbucks and dabwax though, is that genderstarbucks at least changed the incorrect pronouns after being told (even though the post still took part in me getting harassed). Then, status-quo-hate, a person who's bio literally says

Proceeds to reblog posts calling me "they" instead of my stated pronouns of "it."

I'm not going to keep this up, it's fucking tiring. Instead, I'm going to say that these people are transmisogynistic. This is clearly a disagreement over terminology and at most should have just been us blocking each other, instead both status-quo-hater and dabwax intentionally lied about me, misgendered me, and did everything they could to motivate people to harass me (especially dabwax).

At the end of the day, this is a mostly failed transmisogynistic hate campaign. And, really the only reason it failed is cuz other trans women stepped in to help take the heat off of me (and cuz I started to ignore them).

To close this out, here's a collection of hatemail I received:

So yeah. Fuck off.

[zoropookie]

HOW HATERS ARE BORN (HHAB)

♡ chapter thirty-eight — why couldn't it be mini-golf? (💋)

[[ALL WRITTEN CHAPTER]]

The dinner party was quiet for the first part.

But not the kind of quiet that would have made anyone into a bad type of uncomfortable. No, it was the kind of quiet that usually hangs heavy in the air with a clear path to stop it. But that path mentioned was definitely not going to be brought up anytime soon, nor even uttered.

The "path" being the eventual contemplation of both your and Kuni's relationship. Or..."relationship"? You had no idea. And frankly? You were too annoyed by Venti's chewing to even think about it right now.

There sat the bodies of Hu Tao, Thoma, Aether, Lumine, Heizou, Yanfei, Ayaka, Xiao, Kazuha, Venti, Kuni, and you at a very long table with what felt like it had no end in sight. Only sounds were the soft clinking of silverware against the china and the eventual murmur of someone to another. It was similar to faint ripples disturbing the surface of the pond.

Venti, seated next to you, was eating away with an unbothered look, feasting at his second dish of the hot pot with numerous amounts of meat. "Oh my god," He said with his mouth full, exaggerated smacks and crunches that seemed to echo louder than the previous ones, grating irritably on your nerves. "Brilliant. I mean, who came up with this?!"

"Been a thing for...forever, actually." Kuni's eyes dulled as he replied with the most unamused tone imaginable, swirling his chopsticks in the soup stock.

"Do you live under a rock?" Hu Tao's eyes narrowed, ever the lively one as she plopped a piece of well marinated pork in her mouth. "It's a common thing, not very new, dumbass."

"Ohhh, no. Don't go and try and make me look like the dumbass." Venti pointed. "Scara~ I know that you were too lazy to try and think of an actual dinner for us out of your busy schedule, but it really reminds me of how creative you can be anyway. I mean, a steamboat?! Your mind! Can I still call you Scara?"

"No." He replied flatly, not even looking up from his bowl.

"Where did you find this?" Venti marveled. "Genius invention, if I do say so myself. Like, watch this." And with that, he put the raw piece of beef inside of the boiling hot broth.

The beef had bubbled inside of the broth, cooking the meat almost instantly. The rich aroma was wafting throughout all of the visitor's nostrils, leaving a tempting bubble of juice that lightly coated the beef he pulled out, making your own mouth water despite your annoyance.

"You wanted to show us... you cooking meat?" Ayaka asked, her voice tinged in a genuine and curious way, wondering if there was an end confirmation to this. Unfortunately, there wasn't, and the rest of the table sighed.

"You know what guys, the art of cooking is lost on a lot of people, don't expect you to know about it. I wish that you could see how philosophical every thin slice that goes into your mouth is, but I'm not your own eyes." Venti threw his hands up in defense.

"Venti...when the pot is at a very high temperature, the meat inside of it usually tends to cook after a few seconds. That's how it works." Aether slowly told him, to which Hu Tao narrowed her eyes in a death-like stare.

"But what about the journey of that high temperature cooked meat?" Venti continued, his tone almost as philosophical as his aggravating chewing. "The laughs, the memories, the stories, preparing this meal together. That's...what makes this dinner more special than others. Our first."

"And our last." Kuni rolled his eyes, clearly unimpressed. "I didn't let you guys into my house just for him to give us a TED Talk on the importance of family time. Just eat the fucking food and save us the theatrics."

"There's no point, he's just going to keep at it." Yanfei sighed in defeat. "He knows what he did. This will never end as long as we're all alive."

"Yeh? What did I do that was that awful?" Venti raised an eyebrow, his lips curving into a pout. "Because what I did do was put those two together at a dinner table right now. You're welcome, by the way." He poked the direction towards you and Kuni.

"He's got a point..." Thoma let out a small chuckle, gaze flicking to the both of you. "You're both being civil right now. Most times you'd just try to bite your tongue whenever you were around each other."

"That's so not true." You scoffed. "I'd say I was very civil. Me, at least. Can’t say the same about others."

"Yeah? Throwing me under the bus now?" Kuni shot you a withering glare. "You asked me out first, don't think I don't remember when we were about to get in the car."

"Hey, quick tip for when you're stuck in conversations you don't want to be in: being proactive helps. Being a fake flirt helps. Someone had to break the ice, and it wasn't going to be you." You shrugged.

"By flirting with me?"

"I mean, it got your attention, didn't it?" Hu Tao replied, leaning back in her chair. "You're smitten."

"I am not smitten. I have intense feelings that should be mutual." His eyebrow quirked up, a hint of amusement softening his features. No matter how defensive his tone was, he knew he couldn't believe anything he said. "You shouldn't be chastising me anyway. I already made myself clear before you got here that I hate the shady shit."

"And I made myself clearer that I didn’t want anything from you right now, no?" You retorted immediately, head shooting towards him with a glare, tone clipped and snippy. "You'd be smart not to bring it here."

Tension rose to a great extent as your words began to make everyone uncomfortable, with the exceeding silence and awkwardness that ruminated between you and Kuni. It was pretty much just the two of you that were giving off an aura like no other. Safe to say that even Venti's attempt of getting the both of them to ease up from what they eventually have to do was a failure.

You glanced at Venti after he began to start moaning despite this, and sighed inwardly. Only he of all people could manage to make eating a piece of meat sound like something else. You threw your chopsticks back on the table, it causing a metallic thud. "Alright. I think I'm done."

"I'm sorry that I'm trying to bring liveliness that you all lack right now. Why is so quiet anyway?" Venti asked, his eyes looking around at everyone's suddenly shifted demeanor.

"You shouldn't be encouraging Venti to be loud, Thoma." Lumine hesitated in her words, trying to disengage the situation. "Let's just do an exercise. We'll say something really nice about the person next to us, and if you have nothing to say, you're going to stay here and help Kuni pick apples as a summer job."

Heizou shot up immediately, slamming his hands down on the table. "I have nothing nice to say about anyone here. Fuck all of you."

"Fat fucking chance. Sit your ass back down." Kuni snarled.

Kazuha frowned, furrowed brow betraying his own confusion. "What did we do...?"

Lumine squinted at him, taken aback by his words before pressing her lips together. "You have to play the game first to decide that, jackass."

“Well, this game already isn’t very fun.” Heizou blurted, saltily sitting back down. “Easy enough for nobody to jump me here though, I’ll take all the compliments I can get.”

"I’m glad that Kazuha and Thoma are sitting next to you and not me.” Hu Tao’s eyes dulled. “I’d blow my brains out before I ever compliment a child trafficker.”

“Okay, good thing we’re not starting with you, then.” Lumine argued with the both of them. “Fuck,” She muttered under her breath, composing herself before she had to speak again. “Then, since you’re one of the last letters of the alphabet, You go first, Xiao.”

Xiao picked his head up, his sharp eyes scanning for the person next to him who just so happened to be Venti. “Oh,” He paused, the rest of the table waiting for his response as Venti excitedly bounced in his seat. “I don’t want to play.”

Venti’s shoulders dropped. “Are you kidding? C’mon, you can’t think of anything?”

“Said he doesn’t want to play, this is our group therapy dinner where consent is the Hail Mary. No compliments for you, too bad, so sad.” Hu Tao stuck her tongue out playfully.

“Your attitude right now is the main reason that one of these days you’re going to get scammed so bad by a pyramid scheme that you’re actually going to start believing the Tupperware you’re selling is valuable. It’s not. It never will be.” Venti squinted.

Hu Tao sat there for a minute, looking into the other’s eyes before scrunching her nose up. “Are you okay? That was extremely specific.”

The rest of the table was silent, until Lumine sighed quietly. “Okay…Xiao, can you at least try to come up with something so we can move on? You don’t have to do it again, this is just a one time thing.”

“I’m grateful,” Yanfei gritted her teeth inwardly. “Never thought I’d have to be genuine anytime soon. Why couldn’t it be mini golf?”

He let out a slow breath, clearly reluctant to even participate in this obviously forced exercise. The more he stalled, though, the longer it was going to take to ebb how uncomfortable it is. “Venti,” He began, voice steady but devoid of emotion. “Your music is very refined.”

Venti clutched at his own heart, making a sound like he just got punched in the gut. “I’ll take it. That’s so cute of you.”

“Yeah! This is a really good exercise for us! We haven’t gotten the time to really appreciate each other as friends.” Thoma smiled. “Go ahead, Venti! Say something nice about (Y/N)!”

“Right.” Venti turned his head to you, trying to fully grasp what he wanted to say. It left eye contact with him very unsettling. “Hm…no matter what happens to you, you’ve still proven that you deserve what you have. Keeping that energy lead you to many people wanting to be around you in result. You should be grateful for that.”

You couldn’t help but stiffen at his words, letting out a small smile tug at your mouth in return. “That really means a lot, Venti. Thank you.”

You took a minute to sink in Venti’s words before you slowly turned to the person who you dreaded giving a compliment to right now— Kuni sat there perfectly. His head rested gently on his head as he leaned against the table with his elbow.

“You…” You stammered on your words, trying to look in your mind for something, anything, you could say that wouldn’t compromise your position. But you knew that despite everything, you liked him a lot. He did prove that he was into you a long time ago, you just didn’t want to admit it. “I like…uh…”

You were unsure how to respond. And Kuni knew that too, so he took the lead. “I think you’re the only person who’s brought me joy in more than just a platonic situation. Being around you is something special to me, I’d rather it not go to waste fighting.”

Your eyebrows furrowed, wanting to look agitated, but his words were so genuine that you were put on the spot. You felt tears brimming up in your eyes in return, trying to hold your eyes open to shun them away, only resulting in them returning tenfold.

You quickly stood up from your seat, bitterness running down like waterfalls. “Excuse me.” You murmured, before rushing off to an undisclosed room.

The rest of the table was silent after that, looking around at each other awkwardly. From what was supposed to be a comfortable exercise turned into something entirely worse than expected. Especially since they all had a feeling that it would go wrong with you sitting next to him.

Kuni groaned, his head hanging and his back pressed firmly against the chair. “Fuck,” He drawled, feeling his patience wear thing. “So fucking annoying.”

“Go after them.” Thoma said amongst the quiet, a warm smile on his face. He knew that even though he wanted to go himself, there was someone who was planning to be with you for a very long time. “You’re good. We’ll all be here when you come back.”

Kuni hesitated, to which Kazuha smiled and nodded. “You said you had Mario Kart, right? We can just play that if you don’t mind.”

“Oh, fuck yeah!” Hu Tao was one of the first people to stand up, shooing Kuni off with her manicured hand. “Go. Bye! We’re going trashing on your expensive equipment for three hours.”

No matter how much he wanted to kick everyone out, he was given a small reminder as to how they’re the main reason why you haven’t given up on him. Unfortunately. So he didn’t say anything, leaving towards his bedroom, the same room he heard you lightly sobbing in.

The room both of you found yourselves in were dimly lit and a complete contrast from the kitchen. It was quiet, but the quiet here was different and heavy and thick— almost suffocating him. You sank down into a plush armchair sat in the corner of his room, sitting in silence with yourself until now.

You didn’t bother looking up to see who it was, you knew who it was. Kuni’s footsteps were light and soft enough to tell you that, he took the seat opposite you, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees. You were forced to look at him.

He looked beautiful from up close, his features naturally pairing together with the rest of his face. His jawline a perfect structure, his eyes soft enough for you to stare into his violet pools. His hair light and feathery, strands of it sticking in small clusters.

“Tell me what’s going on.” He sat back, mustering up a mix of concern and patience on his face. “I already told you I’m not going to fight with you anymore.”

You wiped your eyes candidly, the back of your hand leaving residue of your tears. A hiccup broke your speech, “That’s the problem, isn’t it?” Your wetted eyelashes brushed against your cheeks as your eyes squeezed shut. “You’re too patient now.”

“Didn’t learn it in a night.” He absorbed your words like they were all that he was able to get in that moment. “I mean, I still have no idea why you came around even this quick. You don’t have a reason to stay by my side as much as I do for you.”

“Oh, of course. Because it’s always different for you. You’re still trying, just like you did when you hated me, it’s confusing. You’re so…fucking confusing.” You looked up again, meeting his eyes with defeat. He was going to be in your life whether it was a friend or a lover, and with the more days that pass with him in it, you start to feel yourself teeter back and forth. “You’re not going to give up, are you?” Your voice was weak.

His eyes never left your face, tentatively taking your hand in his. “I had to get used to the idea of potentially never seeing or talking to you again when I left.” He paused, sincerity striking his face, more of an intense look than usual. “I never want to go through that again so long as I owe it to you. It’s cowardice, and I’d rather face you myself.”

“When will you not owe it to me?” Your heart was hurting, beating faster than it could ever. “I never wanted you to be indebted to me, you did that because you felt guilty, so just squash it already.”

At every second he stayed quiet, the brighter it dawned on you his intentions. He wanted to be by your side as long as possible. “Then it’s all done,” You stared at the hand holding yours, his warmth and steady hands with his skin slightly bulging with his veins, a black ring on his middle finger. “No more games. No more pretenses,” He said calmly. “I want you. More than I wanted anything.”

“Yeah.” You said slowly, a sense of cautious hope blooming in your chest. “I think I kind of do too.”

Swallowing hard, you tried to gather your own sense of resolve here. But all that you were able to even think about was how close he was to you…and the fact that you wanted to suck his face off.

The silence this time was a comforting one, understanding of each other that was unspoken for. He leaned in close to your face, the heat of his breath slowly lingering on your skin, making you ache in a passion you’ve never felt before even when Childe was trying to pursue you.

“Can I?” He whispered.

The breath you had was swept away by his tantalizing voice, nodding slowly at his request. It wasn’t like the last time where the anger and frustration was taken out on the love they pressed into the kiss. No, this one felt a lot better than you ever would have imagined.

The kiss that followed with your words was fluffy at first, the meeting of lips that quickly grew deeper as the months and months of progress they put into their entire history together was no longer at its standstill anymore. His hands snaked across your body, also with an aching desire nestled in his chest.

He tasted amazing on your lips, and you pressed yourself against him in a swift movement, swapping seats gradually. You were dazed, if your eyes could have hearts in them, they would have already.

You didn’t recoil, or protest, or fight him every step of the way anymore. Your tongues danced together in a passionate tango, its foreign-like actions to you making your eyes bleary with love. You were melting into him, no matter how much you didn’t want to give him that satisfaction.

It looks like you have a lot more to explain to your fans than expected.

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YOU ARE on your way to being one of the hottest streamer in your nation at the moment, racking a monthly average of 10 million viewers, but something specific bothers you about it. you know that a lot of people hate you, but there's this one account. one account that's been following you since the early days of your career. they leave a flood of rude comments in your stream, your moderators banned each account they made, but they keep making more. you are at the end of your tether. but you are yet to find out that this persistent cockroach is none other than your friend's friend (and the only other streamer that's bigger than you), scaramouche.

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[thehorrorgirlstyles]

Best kept Secret

Part 1

Billy Hargrove x Harrington!reader

Find P2 here!

Summary: Billy is a dick to everyone and your brother is his number one hater, however, he's so hard to resist.

Minors DNI!

Warnings: mentions of violence, fighting, sexual comments, blood, swearing, derogatory words, public sex, mentions of kinks,

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"Steve!" you call out. You've been waiting on your brother downstairs for the past 30 minutes to take you to school. "STEVE, I SWEAR TO GOD HURRY THE FUCK UP!" you yell out for the 20th time this morning. "Geeze I'm coming relax!" he yells back as you see him round the corner towards the stairs. He makes it down and grabs his bag as you open the front door. "Don't tell me to relax we are literally late for school because someone decided to go to a party last night and is now hungover!" you say as you open the door to his car frustrated that your late because of him. "When did you become such a prude?" your brother replies as he starts the car, and backs out of the drive-way. You slap the back of his neck, "HEY I'm driving idiot!"

When you get to school you slam the car door and head straight to the gym. "Have a good day too!" your brother yells after you and shakes his head. "Thanks dumbass!" you yell back, flipping him off, you can't wait until you get your own car.

You arrive to the gym and see that they already started practice without you. "Hey y/n you're late" the cheer captain Lisa says. "Yeah I know" you roll your eyes at her, and fake smile. "Okay everyone now that some people finally decided to join us, we can go over our routine for tonights game" she says while looking at you. God she's such a bitch you thought while putting your gym bag down. As you sit on the bench to tie your shoes, you hear the gym doors open and in comes Billy. He was wearing the schools gym uniform and you could tell that he's been here for a while by the way his hair was slightly damp. Billy takes a drink from the water he was carrying and combs his hair back. He scans the room locking eyes with you. You notice that you've been starring at him and quickly look down, continuing to tie your shoes. You quickly finish and look up again to see that he's already heading your way. Crap you thought as you stand up and try to walk away, but he's too quick. He grabs your arm, "Y/n", the way he says your name makes you want to do unholy things so badly. You clear your throat and look him in the eyes, "Billy" he smirks knowing that you'll never dare to back down. He bends down in front of you and gets on his knees. You look down at him in shock "Billy wh-what are you doing?" you secretly whisper at him not wanting to alert anyone in the gym. He grabs your leg bringing his hand slowly down as he finally reaches your shoe. You look to see that you didn't fully tie it due to the rushing of trying to get away. "Careful sweetheart wouldn't want you to trip, now would we?" he says as he finishes up tying your shoe. He stands up and grins at you, "I'll see you later" he walks away leaving you a blushing mess as you watch him exit the gym. "Y/n!" Lisa yells at you, "What the hell are you doing, get over here!" You jump as her voice pulls your attention back and away from billy, "Right, I'm sorry" you hurry up and get into position, hoping that she didn't see what just happened.

As soon as practice is over you head outside to look for your friends. On your way you bump into someone's back. "Hey watch were your going dumbass!" you look up to see billy, just as he turns around and meets your eyes, "Oh shit honey, I'm sorry" he looks at you and grabs your hand. "It's okay Billy everyone knows you're an asshole, you don't have to put up a front and apologize to me" he scoffs at your words. "What am I wrong?" you question him. He just smiles and pulls you down the hall, towards an empty classroom.

When inside he closes the door and lets go of your hand. You walk towards the teacher's desk and sit on it. "See there's a difference sweetheart" , he says while walking towards you. "I may be an asshole but I'm a dick to everyone but you", he reaches you and wraps his arms around your waist, while you put yours around his neck. "Billy" you whine, "Yes?" he looks at you, his eyes darkening. "Kiss me". He grabs your neck, pushing you closer as your lips finally crash together. You feel his tongue fighting yours as he pushes you to lay back on the desk. You hear items fall to the floor as he gets on top of you. You both moan into the kiss continuing to fight for dominance. He wins and you pull back for air. "God I need you Y/n" he groans. "Then take me" you whine back. He grabs your hips and pulls your skirt down. "Ever since I saw you first put on this little skimpy cheer outfit, I've been wanting to fuck you in it" he reveals sliding his fingers past your folds, setting a fast pace. "Billy!" you scream out. "Careful princess, don't want anyone to hear us" he says as he picks up the pace. "Fuck Billy you're gonna make me come" you throw your head back against the desk. "That's the goal sweetheart" he chuckles out. You put a hand on his arm, stopping him, "Billy I want to come on your dick" you look up at him, while he opens his mouth in shock. "You such a filthy little thing aren't you?" he grins while pulling out his fingers from your soaking cunt. "Well if that's what you want, who am I to deny a lady?" he smirks at you, undoing his belt. You sit up helping to free himself. "You have made me so hard Y/n" he pants while stroking himself a few times. You lay back down while he guides himself into you. "Fu-ckkkk"~ he moans out. "You feel so good sweetheart" he says, starting to fuck into you. "Please Billy fuck me harder"~. He listens to you fucking you faster and harder, while bringing a hand up to rub your clit. "Ahhhhhhh~ Billy!" you yell out. "Shushhhh baby you can take it...good girls shut up and take it, are you going to be a good girl for me Y/n?" he brings a hand up to your face moving your hair out the way. "Yes Billy I'll be your good girl" you cry out as he continues his speed. "Im gonna cu-" he puts a hand over your mouth quieting your cries as you reach your climax. Soon after he follows "Fuck baby" he pulls out and comes on your stomach some getting on your uniform. "Billy what the hell!" you groan out as you see the wet spot. "Relax sweetheart you can wash it out later" he kisses you and you melt into it. Just as he pulls away you hear a snap and the desk breaks. Billy and you both falling to the floor.

"We fucked so hard we broke the desk" you laugh out. He stands up and grabs your hand pulling you up, "I couldn't deny my lady's order to go faster" he grins at you softly chuckling. "Hey Billy um we should probably get out of here before lunch ends" you say relazing that you're both still at school and someone could walk in at any moment.

You both get clean up and walk outside the classroom, when the bell rings. "Well so much for lunch" you say to him smiling. You go to walk to class, but he stops you. "Hey let me at least walk you" You look back at him "No way Billy, what if someone sees us, we agreed to keep this a secret remember?" He scoffs at you, "We have been keeping this a secret for 4 months Y/n, how much longer until I can go out with my own girlfriend.... I mean seriously pretending that we don't know each other is getting old". You look at him like he's stupid, "Um- hello have you not met my brother he doesn't really like you.. he would totally kill you"

"Y/n I can take Harrington in a fight, trust me he can't hurt me" he says back. "Billy that's not the point, the point is that your a fucking dickhead that bully people and literally the most annoying person I have met, I should fucking hate you, but for some reason I want you instead... the least I can do is not let everybody know that I'm dating a prick and be seen with you!" you tell him, but you quickly regret it when you see the way he looks at you. "Wow" is all he says while quickly walking awhile, disappearing down the hall way. Fuck!

You go to class and sit down next to your best friend, Nancy. "Hey where did you go at lunch, Robin and I were looking for you?" she asks opening up her notebook. "I was busy" you reply, thinking about how quickly you can fix things with Billy and hopefully it's fast.

[delusionalwriter02]

hi hope youre doing well i wouldlike to request something a bit different from what i saw you did so feel free to refuse ! it'll be like a social media with Dazai yk like a instagram feed where f reader is with dazai and with little jokes ect... thank you so much!

Insta as Dazai's GF

a/n : Thank you for your request anon!! I never did this type of post but I hope you'll like it !

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Yn_theoneandonly : his wheel has broken, I can't take it anymore so i'm selling him, auctions start at €10

Chu_uya : he's not even worth them

↳ Daze_i : you're worth €3, so shut up

↳ Chu_uya : YOU SHUT UP I'M NOT THE ONE BEING SOLD BY HIS GIRL

↳ Daze_i : she's just joking am i right love ? @.Yn_theoneandonly

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : I'm not joking at all

↳ Chu_uya : @.Daze_i LOSER

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Yn_theoneandonly : too cute to be sold actually

KunikiDA : well go tell him to WORK instead of picking up papers

↳ Daze_i : But I am working honey

↳ KunikiDA : 1.Do not call me "honey", 2. You were supposed to sort your files, 3.You're not a baby so ACT LIKE A GROWN UP

↳ Daze_i : I'm sure @.Atsushiii can do it

↳ Atsushiii : Actually no i'm on a mission with Ranpo

↳ KunikiDA : SO WHAT ARE YOU DOING ON YOUR PHONE

↳ Atsushiii : Waiting for Ranpo

↳ KunikiDA : I'm done

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : stop fighting you three it was supposed to be a cute post

↳ Daze_i : Kunikida's fault

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Yn_theoneandonly : He's been chatting with this cat for 10 minutes. I'm at a loss for words.

Chu_uya : He looks so dumb

↳ Daze_i : Don't talk about him like that, he's great

↳ Chu_uya : was talking about you, dumbass

↳ Daze_i : Don't hear the haters

↳ Chu_uya : I'm so so so going to kill you

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : Omg you two are impossible

↳ Daze_i : But love it's Chuuya, he's still a child it's normal for him to attack

↳ Chu_uya : A WHAT ?! Dare to leave your house, believe me I'll be waiting for you

↳ Daze_i : It's a date ?

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : We already have a date tonight so Chuuya you'll be kind to wait tomorrow, thank you

↳ : Daze_i : See ? @.Chu_uya, I got a date and not you

↳ Chu_uya : I'M GOING TO DESTROY YOU

↳ Daze_i : I'm so excited

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Yn_theoneandonly : Painting with the love of your life, a different kind of happiness

Daze_i : I love you

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : I love you too

↳ Ranthebestpo : it's cheesy but you're cute

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : Shut up but thank you

↳ Yosanurgirl : Passive-aggressive is wonderful

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : I know

↳ Ranthebestpo : I was trying to be nice

↳ Yosanurgirl : Try harder apparently

↳ KunikiDA : @.Ranthebestpo I'm still waiting for your report

↳ Daze_i : Try using something called message instead of commenting

↳ KunikiDA : If you ANSWER me by message I won't need to comment.

↳ Daze_i : Fair enough

↳ Yn_theoneandonly : I'll never get a normal comment section apparently

Hey so I hope you liked it ? It's my first time writing in this "style" so tell me how to improve ! Thank you so much again for your request

See you <3

[bengiyo]

Meet You at the Blossom Ep 1 Stray Thoughts

An uncensored Chinese BL is possible, it seems. We just need to use actors and directors from Taiwan, and get Thailand to fund it. Let’s see how it goes.

Oh, right, a costume drama. We gotta give us the background info right away. Let me get these details down: The last emperor wasn’t very good at management, the courtiers appointed Crown Prince Zongzheng Yunlian to the throne because he was healthy and seemingly good at the job, but the second song Zongzheng Yuzhan was a jealous hater and insurrectionist. Yunlian got rid of Yunzhan’s title and wealth, and then exiled that mofo. The realm then enters an era of internal prosperity and stability after ousting foreign factions.

Damn, we’re opening with (attempted) child murder and a time skip. Expected.

Is our protagonist a propagandist and a playboy? How fun.

Seems our other lead is involved in some form of espionage in opposition to the ruling party of the opening narration.

I love the guards having a totally reasonable reaction to seeing someone getting jumped in the woods at night: Whoever she is, she’s probably involved in some bullshit that’s going to cause problems for us.

It wouldn’t be a costume drama if a doctor wasn’t being constantly threatened with death.

I love that Zheng Huaien isn’t even working that hard on this seduction. Jin is just that into it.

Okay, the dad calling Xiaobao on his bullshit right away is fun.

I'm enjoying how unfazed Huaien is by all of this.

Gender is a performance, and Huaien is winning.

This prince Shen is rude.

Jin Xiaobao is kind of a dumbass. I love him tossing medicine to this stranger and then running away.

Okay, 1 point for the goofball.

Now why dose them with an aphrodisiac, you weirdos?

I had enough amusement in this first episode to continue. It's fun having such a ridiculous protagonist. The ones I usually encounter are super competent.

[100percent-shell-oil]

Time table of the bullshit

I have decided to make a timeline of events in the gimmickverse after I joined, as far as I know them.

-Before my existence. I will call this the dark ages because I have an ego.

-I exist!

-I, wanting friends, say I can officiate the wedding of Microsoft edge and google news. This is the beginning of an era

-I officiate more weddings, including the wedding of the blogs that will one day be my parents.

-The Sealand-Britain war is accidentally started by me

-Illinois becomes their own country

-Femboy epidemic, creating the majority of the femboy blogs, is started

-I get a femboy who is now my child

-I start shipping France and Italy, who absolutely hate each other. They say they will never get together.

-My assistant comes into existence

-I ask France and Georgia for islands, now I have my own country

-I start a zombie apocalypse

-I get arrested :(

-My Assistant grounds me for starting a zombie apocalypse

-I marry the US

-Somehow i adopt firehouse as my grandchild

-The pinkpocalypse is started and I instantly join because I like pink

-Apple gets amnesia. Is now less of an asshole

-The Color war begins

-I get adopted by gibberish and join the pink sparkle family.

-Yahoo and Target are acting…weird

-It turns out they were possessed and have possessed France

-France possesses Sealand who is sent to the void

-I get possessed by August and am now trapped in the void

-Sealand loses our UNO cards and it is a miracle they are still alive now

-Back in the real world, August, the dumbass that she is, has somehow managed to possess several people.

-August possesses Italy on the order of France. Italy nicknames the event “The Panic”

-The Panic is ended, some people are still possessed but have learned to live with their demons. Some apparently were fucking married to their demons. I adopted mine.

-Apparently everyone is in their villain era. I wonder how I can spin this my way as I’m already evil.

-I join up with the gimmick blog predator to Benedict Arnold my way to success. Everyone now hates me for trying to get them all killed.

-France and Italy wedding preparations are currently happening.

-I start a campaign to get Johnathan John Johnson elected as God.

-The Micronation Revolution is started. I join as I own a country.

-Micronation revolution has been disbanded until they stop trying to kill each other

-Sealand is rotting. They’ve died before so they’ll probably be fine

-Goose-waste management war is started

-Bean (my favorite child) comes into existence

-Bean Protection squad is started

-War against Australia has been started

-Bean gets kidnapped for the first time

-Bean Protection squad is changed to Bean aegis movement because BAM sounds cool

-We get bean back. They get kidnapped again

-Bean is kidnapped a third time

-My kid gives their soul to bean’s kidnapper

-I get arrested again :(

-Sealand fucking loses xir soul

-I decide nope I’m hiding

That’s it for now!

This will be updated as events happen

(DNI: Thumb people, if you’re not wanted on most people’s blogs you’re probably not wanted here, batfam haters i love them too much)

[doodle-do-wop]

Rayni (open discussion post)

as some of you may have heard/seen I am Rayni Aria's biggest goddamn hater

I can't stand her ass

I recently read/listened through Stellarlune for the first time and I hated her the moment I met her. Yes I know the ending of Legacy, I know how it all flows

But I Still can't stand her

Why? Because she is a literal blob of nothingness on the page

Spoilers for Stellarlune

Rayni Aria is a character who was once the Neverseen member Glimmer (dumbass name btw) who, allegedly was involved with none of the Neverseen's major plots so far; The Kidnapping of Sophie and Dex, their torture, jumping Sophie, Keefe, and Silveny in Exile, Mt Everest, the gnomes etc etc etc

Allegedly she's had zero part in any of that because they just stick her in a corner and even when Gisela was overthrown she still didn't do diddly squat, she just read medical books. Sure. Okay

Her life previous to joining terrorists willingly was she was just a normal girl with a normal life until people started to whisper speculations about her parents' relationship not being all of what it says on the tin. Her parents are found guilty of messing with the match system to be together and avoid a Bad Match status and are made an example of by banishment But Rayni isn't banished with them as instead her parents leave her with a note and are never heard from again Rayni drops out of Foxfire and lives in a rented room in Mysterium until Gisela finds her and tell her to quit her unemployment and join her emo band Cool, alright. Mid and extremely questionable loyalties. So you'll just go with whoever reaches out their hand first. Good to know

Beyond her frankly uninteresting backstory Rayni's personality is the exact same cookie cutter cardboard cutout mean girl leave no coughed insults unspoke persona that is so old and over used I think Shannon might've actually managed to resuscitate this dead horse. Rayni whines and bitches about how 'no one will trust her' but does absolutely nothing to win herself any favors. Instead she seems more than chipper to keep digging at her own grave so why dont we just drop this whole pointless scene and let her keep on going at it She's boring. She's bland. She's lame. And don't get me started on the weird cat lamp thing I don't know if Shannon was going for 'oh look she likes cats' or 'boo hoo she's so broken and jaded an this lamp is the one thing that lights up her dark dark soul'.

Rayni is weird, her vibes are just so off and so lack luster. Her depth is so shallow I couldn't even soak up a puddle of it with a napkin.

What's the point of bring in a bad guy now good guy/anti hero if all they do is snark in the corner, pet a cat statue, watch the protagonist do jack diddly squat and be like "oh yeah, you're a leader now" girl what??? That entire scene where Rayni unmasks herself was so boring if I cut out the only other emotion I felt while listening which was annoyance. I listened and live reacted to it on discord with some friends as my witness and what even was that scene? Tam is supposedly the one holding the talking stick in the group I guess just because he and Rayni are just such good buds so obviously he should take point (cause no one thinks he's brainwashed) and the entire time Rayni bicthes and moans about how no one trusts her (girl you're wearing a stinky, smelly, raggedy terrorist hood. You couldn't ask to trade it for a less stinky less terrorist embroidered one?) and while yeah people poke holes at her and take small jabs Rayni really seems gung ho with tossing playground responses with 14-16 year olds at her grown ass age. She's one year younger than Wyile and while young adults in their 19/20s arent mature at all it is CRAZY to me that she bitches about no one trusting her and then turns and calls Fitz Sophie's "telepath back-up" I believe the correct quote is "You're basically Sophie's telepath backup" and this is said to Fitz and that was just the most absurd thing I've ever fucking heard spoken by Gisela's fucking lapdog. Fitz is done so dirty in this book and Rayni basically calls Fitz a "backup" like he's a damn battery or some waterboy Sophie only needs to use like an object. The worst part isn't that its the bad guy's lapdog with questionable loyalties that says this. Its the fact that no one stood up for Fitz. No one said anything. And Sophie fucking laughed. She laughed at that. And Fitz is the only one to blame for their fucked up cognate bond, sure. (Biana, FITZ'S FUCKING SISTER also says and does nothing because Biana is just a little poster Shannon sticks on the wall this whole book)

And not to mention that whole bit with Rayni constantly comparing her and Stina as if they're different faces on the same coin. Like you can't sit there in your terrorist onesie and look someone in the face and be like "Yeah your life is gonna be just like mine. Just you wait. It's coming for you. And then, yeah, you'll be just like me. Huff Huff" and then get mad when she doesn't like you in the slightest. Like yeah, I just love sitting in the same room as someone who tells me my life has a timer on my happy days because we're totes twinsies. Shannon should've let Stina punch Rayni because if this snarky little bug really wanted some damn allies wouldn't she want Stina on her side? You know, the most outspoken nay sayer in all of the Lost Cities? If you're gonna bring up your little Gisela Mini-Me act get good Circus-Circus.

If I wanna like Rayni I need more depth than Miss Hardknock Life over here who gets her kicks out of throwing tantrums when people dont trust her while she wears a terrorist hood and gets her kicks out of replying to every petty response.

If I could, I'd rewrite that whole scene because I genuinely love big groups in books and it would be fun to see a diverse group personality wise instead of the same 'bad bitch' boring outline. I can't believe Rayni's 'tough' personality is a facade because she's not just tough to trust. She's tough to want in any way shape or form She's not Heather Chandler, She's not even Heather Duke, she could never even dream of being Regina Georgie. She's so 2D she flies away with a tiny sigh. The whole book could've honestly been the exact same without Rayni around. Erase her and simply have Trix reach out on his own or something and you still have the Esilyum plot intact. Rayni was just there to make a page count for nothing of any great importance.

That's just what I think of Rayni. She annoys, bores, and pisses me off. She's like the physical embodiment of an Instagram comment section. If yall want, please tell me what you think about her because I genuinely want to know what makes her even the slightest bit interesting to any of you. I like headcanons and I can be convince to take a lot of them. Will my opinion on canon Rayni change? Who knows man

[starlightkun]

❧ word count: 1.9k ❧ warnings: cursing lol, oh they DO have cheesy nicknames for each other (pooks/lovey) so if ur gonna be a hater abandon ship now ❧ genre: exes to lovers, drabble sequel to much mistletoeing about nothing, holiday-themed, getting snowed in trope ❧ author’s note: i had a couple more ideas that didn’t really fit in with much mistletoeing about nothing, so here’s an extra little drabble for these two

You held your phone further away from your ear as your sister kept yelling. “You didn’t tell me that the friend you were shacking up with for the snowstorm was Kun! Y/N, oh my God! Oh my God, Y/N!”

Sat in front of Kun’s fireplace bundled up in his favorite orange hoodie and a mass of blankets, you listened with a lingering smile on your face to your older sister’s ranting to you over your phone about how her Christmas dinner with your extended family went this year. She was filling you in on all of the family drama, and complaining about all the various older family members who kept trying to grab your baby niece from her arms even after she said no.

“Baby boy missed you, by the way,” she added, referencing her eldest. “He was very concerned about why his Aunt Y/N couldn’t be there.”

Before you could respond, Kun called to you from the kitchen, “Lovey? Want some hot chocolate?”

You grimaced as you realized that you hadn’t given him a heads-up that you were on the phone, hoping that your sister hadn’t heard that.

“Is that Kun?!” She practically screeched, nearly blowing out your speakers. You held your phone further away from your ear as she kept going. “You didn’t tell me that the friend you were shacking up with for the snowstorm was Kun! Y/N, oh my God! Oh my God, Y/N!”

Well aware that you had been got, you covered the mic to look over at Kun, who mouthed an ‘oops! sorry!’ to you. You shook your head to let him know you weren’t mad, and held up a finger in a gesture for him to wait on the hot chocolate while you dealt with this.

“Alright, chill out,” you grumbled at your sister. “Yes, I’m staying with Kun right now…”

“Holy shit! How? When? Are you guys like… back together or is this a lonely-on-the-holidays hook-up thing?”

“Don’t tell Mom and Dad anything yet but… we’re trying again.”

“Oh my God!” She squealed. “For real? Since when? How did you—? Tell me everything!”

“Christ, you’re going to burst my eardrums at this rate... I can’t turn the volume down any more without muting you entirely, you know.”

“I’m sorry, I’m just really excited for you,” she gushed, and the warmth of her voice spread through your chest. “You were just… always so happy around him. And I know you’ve felt a little… untethered the past few years.”

You nodded in agreement even though she couldn’t see it. “Anyway, it turns out he got a job at the same place I’m doing my research. We ran into each other, and had nothing better to do on Christmas, then this freak snowstorm came, and we got to really talking again.”

“You’ve officially made my year, Y/N!” Her bright, infectious smile was audible through the phone. “Anyway, we’re about to go back to Mom and Dad’s for New Year’s, so I have to go.”

“Promise you won’t tell them?” You asked, warning in your tone. “You’ll let me do it? Once we’ve got things a bit more figured out.”

“Fine, fine, I promise! You know I’m good at keeping secrets.”

“Uh-huh. Tell everybody Happy New Year from me, okay?”

“Will do! Happy New Year, Y/N!” She then added even louder, “Happy New Year, Kun!”

“You’re not on speakerphone, dumbass.”

“Oh, boo. Tell him Happy New Year for me, please?”

“Fine, I will,” you sighed. “Happy New Year. Love you, bye.”

“Bye, love you!”

And with that, you hung up. Getting onto your feet, you shuffled into the kitchen where Kun had two steaming mugs on the counter. He offered one out to you, and you took it gratefully. He dropped a couple of marshmallows in the hot chocolate for you.

“Thanks, pooks.” You blew over the surface. “She says Happy New Year, by the way.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize you were—”

“It’s okay, Kun,” you reassured him. “I didn’t tell you I was on the phone. And you know how she is, she would’ve sleuthed it out eventually by triangulating my signal or something if I hadn’t told her.”

“I haven’t told my family yet either,” he said, then took a sip of his hot chocolate. “I thought it was best that the two of us just sort of… figured everything out first, before inviting in any bothers.”

“And my bothers you mean brothers.”

“That, too.”

You chuckled, taking your first sip of cocoa. “Mm, that’s good. Peppermint?”

“Yeah, Dr. Oh gave us all these gourmet hot chocolate bomb things for Christmas,” he explained, holding his mug out towards you. “Mine’s gingerbread.”

“Ooh.” You swapped mugs to try some of the other’s. “That one’s really good too. I think I like mine better, though.”

“Yeah, mine’s maybe a bit over-the-top on the spices?” He mused, exchanging cups once more.

“I miss your brothers,” you admitted quietly, settling back against the kitchen counter. “They were always so much fun.”

Kun scooted over to loosely loop an arm around your waist, and you leaned against him affectionately. “They miss you too. With Chenle graduating in the spring, he wanted to start brainstorming for his graduation party when I went and visited for Dejun’s birthday. We were looking at pictures from Dejun’s party for some inspiration—he of course needs his to be even better, you know.”

“Oh, of course,” you snickered fondly, already able to imagine it. Chenle was the baby of the family, and he had no shame in using that position to his advantage.

“You were in so many of the photos. And Chenle just kind of got really quiet…”

“That’s not like him.”

“No, it’s not,” he agreed solemnly. “He didn’t say anything, I know for my sake, but I think he was having a hard time imagining his graduation without you.”

“Maybe he just felt awkward looking at a bunch of pictures with you that had your ex in them.”

“We were together for five years, Y/N. You made as much of an impact on their lives as mine. You used to help Chenle with all those school projects, and picked him up from school…”

You felt a lump growing in your throat as you sniffled and nodded. “Remember when he ran away from home to our apartment?”

“Yeah, you managed to convince my mom to let him stay with us for a few days— which only worked because she adored you so much, by the way. He was glued to your side the whole time.”

“He just needed a break. Poor kid was so stressed.”

Kun rubbed your back. “You were always so good with him.”

You took another pensive drink of your cocoa. “Do you think… we’ll be okay this time?”

“I have to think so.” He pressed a kiss to your temple absentmindedly. “Do you think we’ll be okay this time?”

“Yeah.” You set your mug down to turn around and wrap your arms around him, burying your face in his neck. He immediately enveloped you in his arms, holding you closely. Your chest twinged at the familiarity. “I think we’ve got it this time.”

“What time do you think it is?” You murmured, hand clasped in Kun’s and head resting on his shoulder as the two of you slowly swayed together in his living room. What had started out as goofy, lighthearted dancing to some of his vinyls had turned into slow-dancing as the album playing right now was more melancholic and heartfelt.

Kun lifted up his watch so both of you could see it. 11:59 p.m. “Almost there…”

Both of you were silent as you watched the seconds count up on the watch face.

12:00 a.m.

“Happy New Year’s, pooks.” You lifted your head up to look him in the eye, a wide grin on your face. "And Happy Birthday."

"Best birthday present I could ask for." He cupped your cheek tenderly, smiling right back at you. “Happy New Year, lovey.”

You brushed his hair from his face before surging forward to close the space between you. Kun was still smiling into the kiss, running a gentle thumb over your cheekbone. At the sound of a phone ringing, he broke away with a groan.

“That’ll be my family,” he sighed, stealing another kiss from you. “I should get that.”

You made the motion of zipping your lips and throwing away the key, and he dropped one last peck to the corner of your mouth before begrudgingly letting you go and walking over to where his phone was buzzing and ringing from the kitchen.

“Hey, Mom! Happy New Year!” He greeted his mother enthusiastically. “Happy New Year, Dad! Yeah, Chenle, I heard you, I was getting to you—Oh my god, Dejun, yes, Happy New Year to you too!”

You couldn’t help but giggle, covering your mouth as you quietly tiptoed over to pick up your empty hot cocoa mugs and start putting them in the sink.

“Oh, lovey, you don’t have to—” Kun was pointing his phone mic away from him as he addressed you, but that obviously did nothing to conceal his words from his entire family on the other end of the line. You heard the familiar catastrophic yells of his little brothers, fully bursting into laughter as Kun’s eyes went wide with realization at what he’d just done. The sounds of your name rang through the speakers clearly, and he mouthed another apology at you.

“It’s fine, pooks,” you chuckled at a normal volume, letting yourself be heard.

Kun winced as he lifted his phone back up to his ear. “Yes, I’m with Y/N right now… No, no, I’m not handing the phone to her. Chenle, I can hear you pouting, stop that. It’s not going to make me—”

You held your hand out to him expectantly.

“Are you sure? You really don’t have to indulge these little demons,” he hissed the last part into the phone, then turned panicked. “No! Of course, I didn’t mean you, Mom, I meant Dejun and Chenle!”

“It’s alright,” you reassured him with another chuckle, motioning for him to hand the device over. Once you had his phone, you put it on speakerphone, sidling up next to him as you greeted his family. “Happy New Year’s, everyone!”

The two boys on the other end erupted into cheers of your name and general yelling in the background, while their mother actually addressed you. “Happy New Year, Y/N. It’s great to hear from you again, sweetheart.”

“It’s really nice to talk to you all again, too,” you told her honestly, as Kun wrapped an arm around your shoulders.

“Y/N!” Chenle cut in. “It’s really you?!”

“Yes, LeLe, it’s really me,” you chuckled. “I heard you’re graduating soon, big kid! Congrats.”

“Does this mean you two are back together?!” Dejun was much closer to the phone now.

Kun shook his head at his brother’s words. “Stop it. Y/N doesn’t have to answer that.”

“Oh, something like that,” you answered Dejun anyway with a mischievous, giddy grin.

As the younger sons erupted into celebratory yells in the distance again, you were left to speak only with his parents.

“That’s lovely to hear,” his mother said sweetly.

“Are you well, Y/N?” His dad asked.

After chatting with Kun’s family for a few more minutes, you and Kun gave them your goodbyes before hanging up. You had a lingering smile on your face as you looked over at Kun, cradling his face with both your hands. He raised an inquisitive eyebrow as you just continued looking at him.

“Something on my face?”

“Just looking,” you answered simply. “I’m… really happy right now, Kun.”

That made him smile, too, and he looked down at the floor for a moment before bringing his eyes back up to meet yours. “I’m really happy right now, too, Y/N.”

He leaned in to slot his mouth with yours again, and you hummed delightedly into the kiss.

“Seems like it came true, then.”

It was your turn to regard him with confusion. “What do you mean, pooks?”

“We are having a Happy New Year.”

You let out a couple of incredulous laughs, planting kisses on his dimples between each one. “You sap. My sap.”

“I hope that snowstorm never gets cleared,” he declared, kissing you again.

⤷ 2023 hallmark movie marathon | blog masterlist

[userkatekane]

hi here is part one of my idiot crew

how they look is super subject to change because this is the first time ive drawn most of them and they're all in goofy sketches and it's weird reclaiming something so many spoiled for you but!!! work doodles!!

we're back baby!!!!!

- lil info on them and the tag list below 💛

haylin - idiot, milo's best friend, ren's safe place, benedikt's ward, nari's biggest fan, arlo's flame, 'adopted' sister of leon and aleks, elias' favourite daughter, elena's favourite pet. is the main character, the final girl and the most dangerous user of the term 'ah fuck it what's the worst that can happen?????'

ren - the second smartest kid in the room, haylin's most loyal, thinks of leon like a father, thinks aleks and milo are morons, loves nari to the moon and back in a platonic way, is of the opinion that arlo should fuck right off, also thinks benedikt should get a grip, is probably the only one besides ben and haylin to not be afraid of elena, is a thorn in elias' side. he's not fond of people, he's super athletic, he will do anything for a bag of sour patch kids

leon - everybody's big brother, the drunk dad figure, detective dumbass but not really. will not let you drive. will insist on pizza for dinner. he will be there for you no matter what. no matter what

nari - mischief maker. elias' biggest headache. if elena has no haters then it means nari is ded. cannot be left alone with milo bc they cannot be trusted to behave. if you look at aleks wrong she might stab you in the knee. has adopted ren as her baby brother. somehow gets her way with ben all the time???? anyway she's a thief, protect your pockets

benedikt - cursed. elena's favourite soldier. haylin's everything. has not known peace in about 600 years. is not a vampire but leon still calls him edward. aleks punched him once and broke his fist. ben is a tired old man, yall. but he will take care of you, i promise

aleks - youngest adams brother. the other smartest kid in the room. has a mind that is constantly on the go. he's the science bro. he's also the temperamental bro. he and milo are best friends. and best friends kiss sometimes, okay?????

milo - goofball. hyperactive. would follow haylin into hell if he had to. short king bc all the size went into his heart. has a cat called mr meowcolm. makes ren do his dirty work for a bag of sour patch kids

elias - old man. 700+ years old. is only alive bc his twin sister wont let him die. has decided he is responsible for everyone. he is the softest man alive and he will accept you and all of you and do all in his power to make sure you know you are loved. also he is fighting for his life everyday against the family curse but yknow, just another day

elena - elias' twin. final boss. only behaves bc of elias. doesnt have a heart ( literal ). she's neither good or evil but most people only see the evil. she's the auntie ethel of the game. she eats people. no, really, she does. her jaw comes loose. it's great

arlo - elena's favourite toy. he is the dark romance option. he's also v handsome. he handles being dead and trapped by elena better than anyone. he is also madly in love with haylin. he will scare you for fun. also, he is silly i just wanna bully him

i still need to do harper, felix, jj, zeke, grey and all the other idiots in my lil d&d chaos build but hehe this is the first time ive drawn some of these guys and finally!! finally taken them back from poor treatment from others and people who made me feel bad!!

TAG LIST:

@romirola @hylfystt @greenecreek

@pinksparkl @hibernationsuit

[choicesmc]

Really quick drabble I wrote insprired by @jerzwriter [this post] It's not exactly a Valentine's fic but 😭 it was so fitting that I had to!! Will edit later for formatting stuff 👍 (im tired rn)

Title: Happy Valentine's, Hater Book: The Junior (i think) MC: Rin (you haven't properly met her yet!!) Words: 749

Rin chewed the butt of her cigarette. She sat in the corner of the cafe, wrapped in leather from head to toe. The lingering winter chill bit through the freezing leather, but even that was a welcome sensation. A sharp grin spread across her face as Rin flexed her fingers in front. She’d never thought she’d be able to tie up her loosest ends so neatly.  

Somehow, her mother had found her. Against every odd and prayer, Starla Bishop was going to saunter back into Rin’s life like she’d never left. Like she hadn’t abandoned Rin in an empty lot at thirteen while police swarmed the place where all the people Rin knew were being handcuffed one-by-one. 

The older parts of her remembered everything: the blue-red of police cars blaring through the windows, the shattered glass, the pain as she struggled to run alongside her mother. The setting anger as her mother’s back went farther and farther without her. 

And yet, the six year old in her only recalled her mother’s warm smile. Only remembered the occasional chunks of chocolate they’d share on special days. Only remembered the scant good things they were to remember about that wreck of a woman. 

The rest of her kept count of the colder ones, like unsettled debts. Her back remembered the sharp sting of cold, ragged sticks on dark nights. Her ears still stung remembering all the different curses Starla would hurl at her during the day. Her eyes still remembered the pure vitriol leveled at her with every action. Her heart still remembered each disparaging comment. 

So when Starla, voiced pleading –almost repentant– had begged to see Rin, even if just one day… Rin knew it was finally time to settle the score.

The cafe door chimed. 

Rin saw a cloud of grayed hair. 

She heard the clack of shoes against the wood floor. 

Before she knew it, there was her mother. The same height as her. The same smile as her. The same eyes as her. 

Unbidden comments from her childhood spilled into memory. There was a time Rin would sit up prouder after noticing another similarity between her and her mom. Now? The very idea made her itch for a lighter. 

Looking away, Rin gestured to the seat across from her. Tears tethered on the verge of falling, constricting her voice, “Don’t just stand there like a dumbass.” 

Starla’s hands reached out, showing off expensively decorated nails. Her voice was comforting, it was the tone of the mother who’d adored her baby. A voice that Rin could sparsely recall, “Oh sweetie…” 

Yanking away, Rin swatted at Starla’s hands. “Let’s get somethin’ straight,” she said, cold and hard, “you ain’t gotta right to touch me like that or call me like that, clear?” 

Starla nodded, the sort that was too practiced to be genuine, “I understand, Renee.” 

“The name’s Rin now.” 

“A shame, Renee was such a pretty name…” She trailed off, cautiously asking, “is it a nickname for Renee?” 

“No, ain’t want nothing with that name,” Rin responded, flippantly flicking her cigarette towards Starla, admiring when she flinched away, “and that includes you.” 

 Enough hurt painted Starla’s face that Rin felt bad. 

“Renee, sorry, Rin,” Starla said, only looking a little apologetic. Shifting forward, her voice grew thick, tight with tears, looking at her own splitting image glaring at her. “Know that I didn’t mean to hurt you.” 

“So? You did.” 

“I was young–” 

“You were thirty.” 

“I was dumb.” 

“I agree.” 

“I want to make things right with you.” 

“I know.” 

Starla perked up, “Rinny? You changed your mind.” 

“Rinny?” Rin repeated, “Who the hell’s that? My name’s Rin.” 

Starla flushed, “I thought it was a cute nickname.” 

“We ain’t close enough for that.” 

“I’m trying to fix that.” 

“I don’t think it’s broken.” Rin suppressed a snort, placing her cigarette back between her lips. She licked over the groove her teeth had made, standing up before she lost her nerve. Callously, she handed Starla a small gift bag. Barely bothering with a glance, she continued, “I wanna a clean break from you. I got you a little something for Valentine’s, in case you ever feel like talkin’ ta me again.” 

Pulling out the gift, she placed the small teddy in front of her mother. Each of its fur-covered paws held half of a broken heart. It wore a black shirt reading: Bye Bye! 

Rin didn’t stick around long enough to know what Starla said. If she said anything at all. 

[four-leafed-queer-gal]

Should @lucas-iamgod kys

Obviously the answer is yes. I just want another person to say it

Actually, the obvious answer is you should do it, you fucking coward. Come off anon and say the same gods-damned shit, I fucking dare you.

So, to start: Since you're talking to another person, and not Lucas himself, it'd be 'khs,' not 'kys.' If you're gonna be an asshole, at least use proper grammar. Oh, and also you're missing a punctuation mark at the end of 'I just want someone else to say it' AND you forgot a comma between 'Obviously' and 'the.'

Secondly: All the hate you've been sending Lucas isn't just cruel and rude, it's objectively wrong. He shouldn't khs, his friends do care about him, and he definitely isn't ugly. Also, calling someone fat isn't hateful, dumbass, it's a neutral adjective, or it should be anyway. Also also, he IS a guy, much in the same way as I'm a girl.

Thirdly: Go fuck yourself, you stupid fucking coward. I can guarantee you don't have the audacity to say this shit off anon, so you're not only stupid as stated before, but also a coward as stated before. You need to stop telling other people what you ought to be hearing, you fucking stronzo di cazzo!

Fourthly: Stop only going after Lucas, bitch. I said send me hate instead and I fucking MEANT IT, you morceau de merde! Don't be a pansy and drag Lucas into all of your shit, he doesn't deserve that. If you're gonna be a hater, hate on more than just the one person, idiota!

Fifthly: Fuck you, anon. Seriously, just why? Why do you even do this shit? It's stupid, childish, and just plain unoriginal. What are you, a fifth grader? Even in the ask where you sent slurs you didn't do it right. 'Tranny faggot'? Really? My dog could do better than that, and she can't speak English.

In Summarion: You're an idiot who can't use proper grammar, an idiot who's cruel AND wrong, a coward who won't say shit if they don't have anon, a coward who only will go after one person, and an unoriginal, childish fuckface.

Do you understand, or do I have to translate it into Moronic Douchebag for you? I'm not very good at the language, but I can try if I have to, stronzo di cazzo.

[br1ghtestlight]

getting war flashbacks to the bobs burgers fanfic where louise is doing math homework in the restaurant when nobody else is around and then bob has a heart attack </3 that shit was TRAUMATIZING

love linda shouting four whenever there's a math problem or anything related to numbers. best recurring joke. FOUR!!!!

you can do it gene :D also im so bad at math I 100% would not be able to help either. dumbass rep family

bob trying to help gene with his homework is cute. even if he is Not very good at it. he wants to be an involved dad :(

gene im not gonna lie that math question has gotta be fucking with you. rhat is not a real question. i could NEVER do that not if i was given 100 hours that shit is fake

see this is where when I was in math class i would just write a random number and move on bcuz im never gonna figure it out anyway im not gonna waste time. so that's my advice gene. just Give Up

he says "maybe your mom or tina could get you started" because they're older but I genuinely think louise has a better chance of helping bcuz she is so smart. if she'd WANT to help is another question entirely

because I'm stuck in a safe 😐

AND THEN HE BLINDFOLDED ME ON THE WAY HERE??? HE BLINDFOLDED YOU??????

teddy I think his guy is gonna murder you im gonna be so real right now

unfortunately im kinda following teddy's logic now like. it isnt like fischoeder isn't doing this type of shit everyday just for fun. rich guys are just like that BUT getting their money is nice

"gene was doing homework?? that's new"

WE'RE NOT ALL ECONOMICALLY COMFORTABLE LIKE YOU ARE

"Why did you tell me the whole long story about the sandwich in the drawer if you're running out of battery LOCKED IN A SAFE??" "Context!!!!"

also bob and teddy have such great comedic chemistry lmao they bounce off each other so naturally

louise isn't lying she Does have a certain set of skills 😭 if anyone could find him it WOULD be her the lockpicking genius nine year old supervillain

miss you. see you soon. gotta go!!

has he gotten a new cellphone since that MIDDLE OF THE DAY AND YOUR PHONE IS AT 23% argument or is it that same shitty 2008 blackberry phone that dies almost immediately lmfao

bob is a real one for doing this bullshit for teddy he did NOT have to. they're ride or die fr

I'm not entirely unconvinced that gerald isnt a serial killer but thats okay <3 men can have hobbies

also I'm choosing to believe this gerald is the same one from the taxes/weed cookie episode even though it ABSOLUTELY is not bcuz i think that would be funny. by day he's a regular tax agent by night he is a creepy rich kidnapper who pulls mind games on all his handymen

OH I FORGOT THE SUBPLOT FOR THIS EPISODE IS ABOUT SPORTS PEOPLE why did they do the whole thing with gene's homework then.... are they connected. what is the gameplan

WE PICK A NEW LOVER FOR MOM

i love how bob is apparently the only thing keeping his family from going completely off the fucking rails like. he's the only thing standing between his family and their restaurant burning down with everyone inside fr

your dad never loved that dream :/ because he's a hater :/ AND SO JEALOUS :/

you're not gonna break the world record. another hater. STOP THAT

I might be having a panic attack 💔 I CANT TELL BECAUSE IVE NEVER HAD ONE BEFORE OR IM ALWAYS HAVING ONE soo real teddy

WE LOST HIM 😭😭💔

aww I love them all wearing their lil aprons <3 (crappy photo of my tablet bcuz the app im using to watch this episode doesn't allow screenshots)

SAY SOMETHING SMART LIKE UHH HOW WOULD YOU FLIP A GIANT BURGER. OH GOD THEY DIDNT MAKE THE GIANT BURGER DID THEY. WHO WOULD EVEN AGREE TO EAT THAT. AN OVER FOURTY CO-ED BASKETBALL TEAM. REALLY 😯

sorry this episode has so many good ooc quotes FJDMDJSKSKKM

gene STOP calling him father

bob is being like a whole ass detective meanwhile linda and the kids are currently making The Worst Decisions Ever

h jon benjiman is doing such a good job voicing bob in this episode idk it has so much personality and sounds natural. or it's always like this and im just now appreciating it but either way A+ work

cute bob and teddy moment ❤️❤️

(ignore the awful camera quality. nothing I can do there) also love the fact that teddy can easily lift up and manhandle bob. Good to know

there's so much going on w/ this gerald guy I dont even know WHERE to begin. what a guy. wow

this is so cute and sweet im so happy!!! YOU DOUBLE FAKE WALLED HIM :D YOU SMART SMARTIE. YOURE A GENIUS BOB

"I knew I asked the right person to come help me. Yeah. Mort wouldn't answer."

"What? You called Mort first?"

"No..."

HE ASKED MORT???? LMFAO big win for tedmort shippers. I fucking guess

MORT NEVER DOUBLE FAKE WALLED ANYONE why is bob like genuinely jealous of mort and teddy right now 😭 chill out man you've got a wife at home

"let's just say it's twelve" FINALLY bob follows my very smart advice when it comes to math homework smh

ALSO THIS IS TECHNICALLY THE FIRST TIME WE'VE SEEN THEM EATING BOBS BURGERS FOR DINNER OR IN GENERAL!!! I mean it's a giant hamburger loaf but it technically was served at bob's burgers so it counts

GIANT FRENCH FRIES

aww this episode was so fun and cute!! I love the more adventure-y type episodes where they explore a new location so this episode was great and very stressful lmao. also very funny. I love bob and teddy's dynamic/back and forth throughout the episode and the weird mort mention at the end felt like they were soft launching his and teddy's relationship even though I KNOW they aren't actually. mort could replace kathleen if we believe. very solid 8/10 episode :)

[cierraonline]

S1EP6: BLACK COSPLAYING! LADY IN THE GREEN DRESS! BILLIE JEALOUS OF ZOE!

1 “I feel like I’m going to throw up.” “What the fuck is wrong with you?”

2 “I think I’m developing a TikTok obsession.” “Same, sometimes I just have to delete the app.”

3 “I just found out us having two refrigerators isn’t normal.” “Well, it’s how we grew up, so who cares? Plus, we have two different diets and tastes.”

Rolling. . . . . .

Whatever TF This Is Podcast

Season 1 | Episode 6

BILLIE BLACK COSPLAYING! LADY IN THE GREEN DRESS! BILLIE USED TO BE JEALOUS OF ZOE!

“Aww, did you think we were going to leave you hanging again for another three weeks?” Billie teases. “Well, my beautiful lovely people, you’re watching 'Whatever the Fuck This Is Podcast,' and today’s guest is Zoe.” The camera spans over to the couple’s childhood friend.

“Hey!” Zoe waves to the camera from her position on the couch on the right side of Siren. “I can’t believe I was finally invited to the podcast.”

“Trust me, it’s not that fun,” Siren shook her head. “We sit on this couch for hours trying not to rant or lose focus and deal with Billie’s long-ass useless storytimes that never gets to the point.”

“My storytimes are superior. You’re just a hater,” Billie playfully rolls her eyes.

“You saying shit like that is the reason why your fans think we hate each other and should divorce,” Siren mentions one of the obvious comments they see about their relationship from Billie’s side of fans.

“Bro! It’s only the new fans, or as some of my old fans call them, ‘What I Was Made For’ fans,” Billie straightened her posture. “And I just wanna be like, what is wrong with you guys? Like, what’s not clicking, Steven?”

“I think it’s funny until they find themselves making analytical videos in a factual voice, and then dumbasses start to believe it. Then it just turns into a debate between the old and new fans.”

“You mean like how a few people are saying Billie is doing black cosplay?” Zoe mentions.

“Oh my fucking God, yes!” Billie jumped up in her seat. “I’m just like, how the fuck did we get to that conclusion? Everything I’m doing now, I was doing before. So how am I black cosplaying?”

“Well, let’s ask the only black person in the room,” Claudia turns her head to Siren, who was quiet about the situation.

“That sounds racist,” Siren laughs, turning to make eye contact with Claudia.

“Oh my Go—” Claudia covered her mouth, worried that she actually said something racially wrong.

“Relax,” Siren saw how the wheels were quickly turning in the older woman’s mind. “Do I think you’re black cosplaying or appropriating? No. Do I think you are strongly influenced by black culture? Yes.”

“And I’ve said that many times!” Billie expresses. “So I’m just confused on how things got blurred.”

“I can actually answer that question,” Siren says.

“Okay, answer it.”

“It’s a common thing where white artists will say they are influenced by black culture, but the only time we see that is when they are in their rebellion era. We’ve seen this notably with Miley Cyrus and Justin Bieber.”

“Justin? No?” Billie shook her head in denial.

“Are you dumb? Let’s be real, in what world would Justin Bieber have been able to put out a song with Big Sean and then the next album is Journals? Now, let’s fact-check this. Yes, Justin says he was doing all types of shit with his friends before the fame. But the thing is, they were white friends. There’s a big difference in having white friends doing wild shit and having black friends doing wild shit. Towards the Believe album, Justin entered his rebellion era and coincidentally started hanging out with Young Money Entertainment young crew. You have a white boy who is starting to rebel, and to make it noticeable that he’s rebelling, he hangs out with people who, at the time, had young black people in their palms.”

“So how does that equal to Justin black cosplaying?”

“It’s simple. Nobody but him benefited and profitted from being seen altogether. Justin befriends Lil Twist, has a song with Tyga, has a whole tattoo sleeve, dresses a certain way typical in streetwear in the black community, and has the two linked chains around his neck. It’s ‘oh, he’s in his bad boy era.’ Journals comes out, he has a whole new fan base where black people are now looking at him that weren't before. Journals becomes his best-curated album to this day, the album that has mostly black producers, songwriters, and artists on it. Do you really think Baby singing Justin at the time would’ve really had a song with R. Kelly? Then people forget the rebellion era doesn’t last long. When being in the rebellion era stops being productive and profitable and starts being counterproductive, there was like an automatic exit route for him. He goes to rehab and starts diving into religion, but those people you saw him with are no longer there.”

“Because they were bad influences on him,” Billie debates. “Why would he keep people who were supporting his bad habits around after getting help?”

“And I knew you were going to say that,” Siren rolled her eyes. “Okay, take out the bad people, why did the clothes, the jewelry, how he even fucking walks and talk, go back to the old Justin? Because it was all part of the rebellion era, which is white artists using the black community as the place to rebel unapologetically until the wave is over. Purpose comes out, different sound, no more rap or R&B influences except for like three songs. It sounds like the album that should’ve came out after Believe if Journals didn’t exist.”

“That’s so true about the placement of the Purpose album,” Zoe chimes in.

“And let’s be for real for a second, the only time we ever see a glimpse of the rebellion era Justin is when he’s on a track or in a video with a black artist. Like, did you not see him performing ‘Private Landing’ with Don Toliver? When has Justin ever gone on stage and shared a blunt with a white artist. He might've got drunk but never smoked on stage?”

“Wow,” Billie was in a way mind-blown because she never realized this from the standpoint of a Caucasian person. “So wait, do I do that? Because I remember back then you were like, ‘calm down.’”

“Yes and no,” Siren shrugged her shoulders. “When we were like sixteen, you had your moments of black cosplaying with the accent and how you acted around some of our friends, specifically those who are rappers. But for the most part, you are just influenced by black culture. But really, everything now is just you seeing what I do and wanting to do it too, but that’s just because you are clingy to me.”

“So you’re saying I copy you!?” Billie exclaims with a goofy look on her face.

“Yes,” Everyone in the room answers.

“What! No, I don’t!”

“For so long, I said I’m going to get fangs, and you’re like, ‘eww, don’t do that, you’re not a fucking vampire.’ I get my upper canines composited to fangs, and next thing I know, it’s all Billie wants. You even had a magazine cover shoot with fangs in, and not to mention the same jewels I had for Coachella weekend.”

“Okay, so what?” Billie playfully pouts, waving her wife off. “I’m not copying, I’m just inspired by my wife.”

“But I also feel like you developed this pressure due to social media to act and look a certain way in order to fit into my aesthetic. So people would look at us and automatically know we are together.”

“N—”

“And before you deny it, you literally admitted it to me when we were shopping and just kept asking, ‘oh, what am I getting?’ so you would know what to get so we wouldn’t get comments about our couple appearances like Justin and Hailey.”

“Anyways, talk about the TikTok that had you cackling like a coyote all FUCKING night, keeping me up,” Billie says.

“Okay, so last night Zoey101 over here sent me a text asking to see my going-to-the-club heels,” Siren points to her only female best friend, who was next to her, turning red because she knew where this was going. “So I got up out of my COMFY spot and showed her my heels. I sent the picture, and in return, she sent me the TikTok.”

“Okay, so there this lady in a green dress talking about how women aren’t wearing heels to the club and then she shows her outfit?” Zoe explains the TikTok.

“Zoey101 is being nice,” Siren shook her head. “First, the lady messed up when she said she didn’t look her age, which she very much did. And there’s nothing wrong with that, but it’s like, why lie when you and I both know you look 34?”

“Oh my God!” Billie covered her mouth.

“So she went on this rant about how the new generation is ruining club culture by not wearing heels. Which I agree with, but wearing heels isn’t accessible to everyone because you see women having to run for safety and you can’t really do that in heels.”

“I didn’t see a problem with the TikTok, and when I went into the comments, I was so confused. So I texted Siren, and I automatically understood that lady was not the right messenger for that message,” Zoe busted out in laughter.

“I was thinking the lady was going to pop out with something I have in my closet, and she didn’t.”

“Can we see the TikTok?” Billie asked, wanting background information. Taking her phone out of her pocket, Siren AirPlayed the TikTok on the screen in front of them. “Oh, babes,” Billie winced in secondhand embarrassment. “Aging is beautiful; be proud that you are 34.”

“Okay, now here’s the heel reveal,” Zoe points out. All the women start laughing hysterically.

“Billie,” Siren turns to her wife and sees her trying so hard to hold in her laughter. “Billie, just let it out.”

“N-n-no,” she shakes her head, covering her mouth. “Okay, baby, sho-show me your h-heels.”

“Here,” Siren shows her a picture.

“Ahhhh,” Billie finally releases her laughter and doubles over, holding her stomach. “Ha haha. Nooooo!”

“Right message, wrong messenger,” Claudia shakes her head, wiping her tears.

“I feel so mean for laughing and showing it to the meanest person I know,” Zoe says, waving her hand to cool herself down.

“You shouldn’t feel bad for laughing; she should feel bad for lying,” Siren shrugs her shoulders. “But anyway, let’s move on so Billie can stop hyperventilating next to me. Once upon a time, Billie used to be jealous of me and Zoey101.” This causes the dyed brunette to stop and glare.

“Why are we bringing that up?” Billie rolls her eyes. “I was five and didn’t know any better.”

“I have to tell the story to explain how Zoey101 and I went from enemies to best friends.”

“Is this the part where you do a flashback?” Zoe asks, taking a sip from her Stanley cup.

“We couldn��t find a good actress who shared the same energy as you,” Rodrick speaks up for the first time in the video.

“Poo,” Zoe pouts.

“Don’t worry, we’re still holding auditions,” Siren pinches her best friend’s thigh, which is their thing.

“Wait, you guys didn’t like each other?” Claudia points between the two girls who are silently having a pinch war.

“No, because Siren was such a mean girl growing up,” Zoe answers. “And not like bully-mean, I’m talking ‘I want nothing to do with you’ mean.”

“And Zoey101 was too pink and bubbly… Like, I already have to deal with a bubbly Billie, now her. Young me couldn’t handle it.”

“It was to the point where if I said something to her, she wouldn’t even answer, just looked at me and then turned around,” Zoe explains, laughing.

“So what changed?” Claudia asks.

“Zoey101 over here is a liar,” Siren gives the last pinch to the short-haired woman. “At the age of five, I was already watching MTV, and I don’t know if anyone remembers, but MTV had the tester season of 16 and Pregnant before the actual 16 and Pregnant series came in 2009. Billie forced me to come over to her house for a sleepover with her and Zoey101, and later on, Billie was knocked out, and we were still up. I turned on MTV and started watching the show, and Zoey101 was like, ‘Oh, I love this show too.’”

“Mind you, I had never watched it before and wasn’t even allowed to watch anything besides PBS Kids,” Zoe laughs. “But after I think five episodes, I got obsessed, and we started binge-watching.”

“When I saw that she actually liked it, I thought, okay, she actually isn’t this pink and bubbly person because what other five-year-old would watch this show and not be confused and scared, and Zoey101 over here was just getting mad.”

“So that turned us into best friends who just had to have scheduled days where we watched the show, and then we grew up watching Teen Mom.”

“So why was Billie jealous?”

“Because they excluded me from their secret hangouts. I didn’t even know that’s what they were doing until I was 14, so that’s nine years of having to deal with whispering, secret binge-watching nights, and gossip about certain people,” Billie tries to defend herself.

“We didn’t tell Billie because she’s a snitch,” Siren deadpans.

“No, I’m not!” Billie exclaims.

“Yes, you are.”

“It’s not like you try to… but you are,” Zoe agrees with Siren. “You just get so happy to have a secret that you end up telling it.”

“I am good at keeping secrets!” she boasts. "I'm keeping one right now!"

“So you admit you have a secret right now?” Claudia raises an eyebrow.

“Yes!” The answer automatically flies out of her mouth. “W-wait, no! I don’t have a secret,” Billie shakes her head with wide eyes.

“So what’s the secret?” A smile widens on Zoe’s face.

“I-I don’t have a secret,” Billie softly denies, trying to cover up she almost let something slip.

“Yes, you do. Tell us,” Claudia smirks. “Siren, what’s her secret?” She turns to the snow-white-haired woman.

“I didn’t know Billie had a secret,” the brown-skinned girl shrugs her shoulders.

“Mhmm,” Zoe looks at the couple suspiciously. “Billie, you tell Siren everything, even things you should just keep to yourself. So what’s the secret?”

“I don’t have a secret,” Billie shakes her head, glancing at her wife.

“Right now, Zoey101 and I are binge-watching TLC’s Unexpected, which is basically 16 and Pregnant but with generational curses, and we hate almost all the mothers,” Siren swiftly changes the subject.

“Oh my God, yes!” Zoe’s mind shifts to the duo’s new show obsession. “So basically, everyone on the show fell victim to teen pregnancy… well, not victim, but you know what I mean. It’s 2-3 generations of teen pregnancy. Anyway, the mothers that were teen moms themselves think they’re better than their daughters. But there’s this specific mom we do not like at all.”

“Shannon,” Siren fills in the blank. “She basically makes everything about herself in any situation when it’s about Makayla.”

“So her background is she lost her boyfriend at the time, turned into a drug addict, and gave Makayla and her son to her parents to raise. She’s back in Makayla’s life and claims she wants to help and parent Makayla as she’s now a teen mom. But mind you, everything that should’ve been about Makayla, she made it about her with her selfish ways… Let me not even start,” Zoe shakes her head, feeling her blood pressure rise just thinking about it.

“In Season 1, Makayla wanted a baby shower, so everyone was on board to do that for her. And it basically turned into Shannon wanting to share the baby shower.”

“She wanted to share a baby shower with her teen daughter who’s pregnant?” Billie squints in confusion.

“Yes,” Zoe and Siren affirm.

“Anyway, she and Shelly, the baby daddy’s mom, get into it because throughout their kids’ relationship, Shelly never met Shannon before, and the first time they met was at prom pictures. Shelly’s point was that you shouldn’t want to share a baby shower with your daughter but instead help organize it. Shannon’s point was no one asked her to help with anything and that she didn’t want to step on her parents’ toes, who actually raised Makayla. And Shelly’s like, no one should have to ask you to help with your daughter’s baby shower.”

“That’s logical,” Billie nods, agreeing with Shelly’s point of view.

“I’m invested in this now,” Rodrick comments, causing all the women to look at him with humorous expressions due to his facial expression showing deep interest in what was being said. “I want to watch with you guys.”

“Me too,” Claudia raises her hand.

“Same,” Billie nods.

“Okay, I guess we can start from Season 1 again because we aren’t explaining jack shit to y’all,” Siren shakes her head.

“Plus, it’s Rotel night,” Zoe smiles.

“Y’all even have themed food nights?” Billie looks at the two bewildered. “Where the fuck do I be?”

“In your room,” the two answer.

“Really, Zoey101 and I are the only ones in the house for real,” Siren shrugs her shoulders. “You’re in your room, and Rodrick is simping for someone out of his league at fancy restaurant.”

“Sometimes Finneas joins us and Dre when he’s not touring,” Zoe adds.

“What else do you guys do?” Billie is now curious.

“Well, at 7, we take Shark and T’Challa on a walk and chat with some of the neighbors,” Zoe adds.

“Mrs. Tinka is the one who’s been baking us those pumpkin muffins,” Siren points to the bakery display case showcasing the neutral orange-colored muffins.

“And this is why I’m jealous,” Billie points to the two.

“Well, stop being in your room all the time,” Siren remarks. “Claudia, close us out.”

“And with that, here’s the recap. Billie is not black cosplaying; she’s just influenced, but the same cannot be said about Justin Bieber in the past. When it comes to the club, ladies, please wear those expensive heels and not the granny’s 2000s. It was the right message, just the wrong messenger, but we appreciate her for trying. In terms of everyone’s favorite lesbian couple, is Zoe and Siren dating behind Billie’s back? The world may never know. Also, if you need a new show to watch, take a look at TLC’s Unexpected; it’s got Zoe and Siren hooked… and Rodrick… and me, to be honest. And that is it for this video’s recap.”

“I’m Billie.”

“I’m Siren.”

“And you’re watching ‘Whatever the Fuck This Is’ Podcast.”

[teeth-cable]

Okay, it's time to talk about this. I waited so some people would cool off a little.

I hope this post makes sense too.

It's about Blitz saying the r slur.

First, I am talking about Blitz, not the voice actor here.

To be honest, every time I remember that they actually live in hell, I don't know what the point is anymore.

A character's development could've been like: You r-...sigh (that's not so good to say blitz, get it together). dumbass or smt

not Oh, I can't say this anymore. eye roll 

Like, why are you scared? getting cancelled? , bro. Look where you live. I bet if he says that to the other demons, they will beat him or call him another slur. 

And I want to say that the sloths don't act lazy; they act like sinners and imps, like that hospital worker wouldn't even bother to talk to him at all if she was that high on meds, like people say.

Short summary: I hate that scene. It adds nothing, and it wasn't funny for me because I am a hater guuurrrrrrr  👹 👹 👹 /hj

and it showed peoples real colors on Twitter regards on neurodiversity.

It was just a really pathetic scene because the writers were mad, they couldn’t use a slur, they couldn’t and characters claimed. The backlash to the scene was enormous, disabled people voicing their hatred and uncomfortable to the scene. I had an autistic friend voiced his hatred for the scene and explained how the nurse being written is ableist and how it relates back to the real world but then fans harassed them. Didn’t help a big +18 account screenshotted the post, (They censored the username but it doesn’t matter)saying they’re wrong. A grown ass adult who was posting from an popular +18 account was telling an autistic 17 y/o person why they were wrong for venting about the scene.

The writers were being childish because they got backlash from the disabled community for using that slur as an insult the first time and they can’t say it anymore and the fandom is filled of immature adults just like them.

[suratan-zir]

I really shouldn't be writing this post. I'm too unstable and the internet is not the place for me.

I know it's unnecessary, I know that I'm nobody and my silly posts don't change anything, only attract more and more russians who daily kill my faith in humanity with their comments.

But I just can't keep it all inside, you know? It's so frustrating, infuriating and debilitating to silently witness the injustice every day. To get comments like "this is payback, khokhol pigs, for the people of Dumb-ass/Bambass/Dramnbass" from the russians under my posts about various russian terrorist attacks in Ukraine. Like, half of them don't even know how to spell the name of my home region correctly - no, you are a dumbass, region is the Donbas (or the Donbass in russian). This pretend concern and care for people of the region, this attempt to show that you understand the issue, like you give a damn - it drives me so mad.

Russians, your terrorist country and your countryman with a handful of local collaborators are the ones killing people in the Donbas, since 2014 and to this day. I don't care how hard this pill is for you to swallow, it's the truth.

On September 20, when the russians announced the upcoming "referendums" on "joining" the occupied Ukrainian territories to russia, I wrote this to my mom (who is still in Donetsk, unable to escape with my dad):

It's in Ukrainian, but I think my russian haters will get the gist.

Basically, I asked my mother not to go anywhere until this whole "referendum" thing is over, because russians would need many human sacrifices before the "referendum", there most certainly will be shellings with casualties.

Usually, before (or immediately after) any of its criminal decisions, russia likes to show its citizens the new "atrocities of Ukrainians" against the people of Donbass (i.e. against other Ukrainians?) - so russia bombs cities controlled by them, like Donetsk and Luhansk. In such cases, they prefer to bomb markets, shops, bus stops. Places where people gather, in the middle of the day.

So, two days after my message, they shelled the central market in Donetsk, called "Критий ринок", in broad daylight. It's not only a market, but a large central transport hub. Most of the city traffic passes by Критий.

Again, more screenshots for my russian "friends". Immediately after the attack I messaged my mother asking if she's alive

She was taking her cat to the vet clinic, and drove past the Критий very recently. Luckily, she didn't get under fire and managed to return home before the shelling started.

And then she writes that nothing falls on them, and only outgoing artillery shots are heard. This is because they live closer to the city limits and to one of the terrorists bases (called на Мотеле), quite close to the town Makiivka, also controlled by the russians, from where most of the shelling of Donetsk is carried out.

This is another message from my mother, early September. (My mother writes only in russian)

Here she says that when she and my father were returning home from the church, they saw a missile at the crossroad, which was guarded by the MES, and shortly before that, the work of a mortar was heard from the aforementioned base of terrorists.

Another message from her, about a month ago. She writes that she spoke with her friends from Makiivka, and they unanimously claim that the shells are launched from Makiivka, falling right nearby in Donetsk. "Everyone is very depressed about what's happening."

Don't get me wrong, I know damn well that screenshots are not proof. I also know that nothing can change the mind of those russians who have been so brainwashed that they write to a person from Donetsk, born and raised in Donbas, that they are killing people in Ukraine for that same fucking Donetsk. For me then? Oh, thank you! First, for almost 8 years I lived under Russian shellings in Donetsk, and now I have to die under Russian shelling in the territory of free Ukraine? Will this be fair retribution? A good "payback"? Since 2014, the russians have been killing Ukrainians, while saying that they are doing it to protect people like me? Just get the fucking shit out of your heads and face reality already.

Russia has a huge advantage in that it does not value human life. At all. They don't care who they kill for the desired result. They don't care how many putin fans died today under shelling in Donetsk, as long as their tv propaganda gets the imagery it needs to stimulate the conscription and justify another "referendum." They have enough cheap 120-155 mm ammo to carry out such shellings daily, to keep people fearful and obedient, to keep the propaganda flow going. And it works really well for them, I must admit.