#edits to this post may happen in the future

[kassian-ck]

Since we're all gonna die (Cobra Kai s6 p3 coming out soon), I feel like there's one more secret I have to share with you.

I do not want Miguel to become captain of Cobra Kai and win the sekai taikai. Nor for Johnny to get Cobra Kai back.

Do not like it, do not like the way leaks presume they're going to get it. And much less that Robby is honestly going the get the short end of the stick again by getting a career changing injury especially after the 8 minute leak that came out. I'm a sucker for stories that highlight how life doesn't go as expected including lifelong dreams, but I think Robby has had enough of that bro 😭 I've seen pretty much everyone voice their distaste in this part, but I haven't seen much about Miguel so you know me 🫶

So for me, this is not something that favors Miguel as a character at all. Becoming a replacement for a spot that he likely didn't do anything to earn I think completely diminishes the effort he put into trying to become captain in the first place. Who knows how it may happen when my guess is that Yoon will take Kwon's place, kinda tricky to take the spot of a dead kid too imo. Cobra Kai has impacted Miguel in more ways than just a shift in his attitude and idealogy. It's easily part of the reason why he experienced a near-death experience in the first place. So for him to return to a dojo that literally changed his life for the worst, alongside the guy that has audibly said that Cobra Kai will always be tainted by Kreese's legacy is such a nasty character assassination for both Miguel and Johnny. Miguel doesn't need to be captain to be on top and to succeed. The way that he's become Robby's right hand man after everything they've gone through is too good to be taken away man, come on.

EDIT: I be always posting without finishing my thoughts man istg. But wanting to add about Robby — If the writers are trying to have Robby's arc be that he defeats all odds even after everything he's gone through, giving him another injury is not the way to send that message. It would genuinely be much more powerful if they allow Robby to keep the captaincy he won fair and square and show him succeed after feeling like everything in his life was against him. It doesn't have to be everything he has left, but it could show that somebody's past does not define their future. It's the absolute conclusion of his series-long arc, and I think there's no better way of doing him justice than giving him a win on the top after starting from rock bottom.

I have a TINY amount of faith that they have been playing with us all this time and everyone will actually stay in Miyagi Do, giving both Robby and Miguel the ending they deserve and have Tory ACTUALLY fight along side everyone finally, but at this point, I can't expect anything else. At least it doesn't seem that Sam actually quits karate forever and becomes just a cheerleader on the sidelines.

Maybe.

(I know I criticize the show a lot but I'm gonna miss it a lot 🤧)

[re-discover-communication]

24 but slightly altered - what was the inspiration for some of your major AUs? Especially curious about Woodwork :)

I don't know if I can talk about "major AUS" considering I only have 7 fics posted for now... I'll take out dawn Chorus and go one by one in chronological order.

Gonna be long and forgive my grammar

-Afternoon Road Waving Grass

I don't remember what exactly started it. I know I wanted to write a platonic/ non explicit joshler fic (and we all know how it ended) in which they were uni students, and I had this "what are we" scene in my head. So I started planning this scene, in which the dialogue was happening via home phone, and all was going great until I realized that in 2024 no twenty-something uses a home phone to talk with their friends, rather they chat. So I had to move everything in a period where home phones were the main thing, asked my mom and she said the 80's, "hey wasn't AIDS a thing in the 80's?", looked for a documentary online to know how to write the historic setting right... and it ended up rewiring my brain. If you have 4 hours to educate yourself, watch it. Other materials are listed in the bottom notes of the fic.

-Woodwork

The video of The Craving, rather than the song. I think I listened to it once or twice, before and while writing? The video is what sticked to my brain the most. Josh was supposed to be a solitary asshole since the start, I don't remember when nor why I decided to make him deaf, chopping Tyler's left leg was to spicy things up a pinch more. Both their backstories were built to answer to a question I made myself: "why is Josh a solitary asshole?" Because something happened to him that made him like that. "So what happened?" Then made my brain work on that. Tyler was easier. Also, in the past I had read some fics "with" deafness, disability and chronic pain (mostly by Edy and tjstar). They helped me a lot.

In my head, Josh's house is my father's family house in the balkans. The surroundings and the village described in the story are, or are inspired from, the real existing place my father comes from. The village with a single stony road, the town at the feet of the mountain. Years ago a there was a cloudburst that caused tons of damage to both, and another time there was a smaller one that caught my family and I while on the road. Water got in the engine and shut the car down. My father grabbed me from the back seat like a cat and yeeted (yote?) me in a friend of his' car who brought me up in the village, while my family waited the tow truck Seeing all that rain come down was scary. The car dying under my butt, scarier. When we all returned home I was the only one dry.

Artist Tyler is a trope I like a lot (I don't even know why). It came natural to me to make him so, it also gave me an excuse to fit some top lore/stuff/elements. I thinks that's all.

EDIT: I was gonna forget this. Josh's difficulty with his feelings is an enhanced "version" of my own. I often find myself not understanding how I feel in certain situation or about/with certain people, both in positive and negative cases. But Tyler's anxieties too are my own, and not that much enhanced.

I wanted a quiet love for them.

-Nature's Naked Face

Have you ever come across this post? With the TV series of The Last Of Us + my own thoughts about the recovery of the Earth thanks to the extinction of humanity (we have all seen the general improvements during the pandemic) + I DEMAND A GOOD ENDING And still make the vibes somehow soft despite the apocalyptic setting. A soft and colored apocalypse.

-Evolutionary sleeper

This one would need a post all for itself. To make it short, I forced myself to carve a story out of the homonymous song by Cynic. I quickly realized I needed a "filling" to the setting I had in my head, and looked for it into Nietzsche's philosophy (mostly the parts of Thus Spoke Zarathustra I had studied in high school. In the book, the dragon is an allegory of the Church *wink wink*), with some of my own beliefs. The hardest, worst writing process I've had in six years and half. Never again. PS: Blurryface is terrified while trying to kill Tyler because he cares about him and dreads Tyler's supposed destiny after committing sodomy. He's terrified for Tyler.

-The Growls From The Waters

Easy. I saw that moodboard you had made, did not read the fic BUT read the tags --> brain started cooking --> "HMM horror? let's go read some horror" --> read some Lovecraft horror stories and lowkey copied his story building style and descriptive sequences. Inserting elements from Dema lore came naturally. Oh and I had also played Dredge few months prior, I love Dredge. The smut was gratuitous and absolutely necessary.

-Suspirium

The movie Suspiria (2018) directed by Luca Guadagnino. 75% is identical to the movie's plot. Though, the OST was the BIGGEST inspiration. Like a user said in a comment, and made me understand, the music is a character itself. If you're not too bothered by body horror, I suggest you watch it! Not the best movie ever made, still a piece of art. The music is better than the movie though

[ozzyfromthecafeteria]

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[sanshofox]

Did I read that correctly…

PBS was the only news outlet that dared to call it what it is, namely a nazi salute and today PBS got defunded??

Edit:

As I stated in a reblog:

this question above (because that‘s what it is, a simple question to american followers) was taken out of context. In a way that got completely out of hand. I never wanted any of this. I am european and I know that nowadays you have to be cautious about american news, so I asked so I could understand (because there were news tickers and articles that confirmed it and I doubted it).

I know these are trying times, but please stay kind. I will now cancel reblogs for this post, because it is really sad to see what is happening here and I am only trying to deescalate now.

Down below the article posted in a reblog by @fandom-frenzy . PBS is still funded but getting defunded may or may not happen in the future. Despite that you can support PBS on your own through subscription.

[ktempestbradford]

I have been on a Willy Wonkified journey today and I need y'all to come with me

It started so innocently. Scrolling Google News I come across this article on Ars Technica:

At first glance I thought what happened was parents saw AI-generated images of an event their kids were at and became concerned, then realized it was fake. The reality? Oh so much better.

On Saturday, event organizers shut down a Glasgow-based "Willy's Chocolate Experience" after customers complained that the unofficial Wonka-inspired event, which took place in a sparsely decorated venue, did not match the lush AI-generated images listed on its official website.... According to Sky News, police were called to the event, and "advice was given."

Thing is, the people who paid to go were obviously not expecting exactly this:

But I can see how they'd be a bit pissed upon arriving to this:

It gets worse.

"Tempest, how could it possibly--"

source of this video that also includes this charming description:

Made up a villain called The Unknown — 'an evil chocolate maker who lives in the walls'

There is already a meme.

Oh yes, the Wish.com Oompa Loompa:

Who has already done an interview!

As bad (and hilarious) as this all is, I got curious about the company that put on this event. Did they somehow overreach? Did the actors they hired back out at the last minute? (Or after they saw the script...) Oddly enough, it doesn't seem so!

Given what I found when poking around I'm legit surprised there was an event at all. Cuz this outfit seems to be 100% a scam.

The website for this specific event is here and it has many AI generated images on it, as stated. I don't think anyone who bought tickets looked very closely at these images, otherwise they might have been concerned about how much Catgacating their children would be exposed to.

Yes, Catgacating. You know, CATgacating!

I personally don't think anyone should serve exarserdray flavored lollipops in public spaces given how many people are allergic to it. And the sweet teats might not have been age appropriate.

Though the Twilight Tunnel looks pretty cool:

I'm not sure that Dim Tight Twdrding is safe. I've also been warned that Vivue Sounds are in that weird frequency range that makes you poop your pants upon hearing them.

Yes, Virginia, these folks used an AI image generator for everything on the website and used Chat GPT for some of the text! From the FAQ:

Q: I cannot go on the available days. Will you have more dates in the future? A: Should there be capacity when you arrive, then you will be able to enter without any problems. In the event that this is not the case, we may ask you to wait a bit.

Fear not, for this question is asked again a few lines down and the answer makes more sense.

Curious about the events company behind this disaster, I took myself over to the homepage of House of Illuminati and I was not disappointed.

I would 100% trust these people to plan my wedding.

This abomination of a website is a badly edited WordPress blog filled with AI art and just enough blog posts to make the casual viewer think that it's a legit business for about 0.0004 seconds.

Their attention to detail is stunning, from how they left up the default first post every WP blog gets to how they didn't bother changing the name on several images, thus revealing where they came from. Like this one:

With the lovely and compact filename "DALL·E-2024-01-30-09.50.54-Imagine-a-scene-where-fantasy-and-reality-merge-seamlessly.-In-the-foreground-a-grand-interactive-gala-is-taking-place-filled-with-elegant-guests-i.png"

"Concept.png" came from the same AI generator that gets text almost, but not quiiiiiite right:

There are a suspicious number of .webp images in the uploads, which makes me think they either stole them from other sites where AI "art" was uploaded or they didn't want to pay for the hi-res versions of some and just grabbed the preview image.

The real fun came when I noticed this filename: Before-and-After-Eventologists-Transformation-Edgbaston-Cricket-Ground-1024x1024-1.jpg and decided to do a Google image search. Friends, you will be shocked to hear that the image in question, found on this post touting how they can transform a boring warehouse into a fun event space, was stolen from this actual event planner.

Even better, this weirdly grainy image?

From a post that claims to be about the preparations for a "Willy Wonka" experience (we'll get to this in a minute), is not only NOT an actual image of anyone preparing anything for Illuminati's event, it is stolen from a YouTube thumbnail that's been chopped to remove the name of the company that actually made this. Here's the video.

If you actually read the blog posts they're all copypasta or some AI generated crap. To the point where this seems like not a real business at all. There's very specific business information at the bottom, but nothing else seems real.

As I said, I'm kinda surprised they put on an event at all. This has, "And then they ran off with all our money!" written all over it. I'm perplexed.

And also wondering when the copyright lawyers are gonna start calling, because...

This post explicitly says they're putting together a "Willy Wonka’s Chocolate Factory Experience" complete with golden tickets.

Somewhere along the line someone must have wised up, because the actual event was called "Willys Chocolate Experience" (note the lack of apostrophe) and the script they handed to the actors about 10 minutes before they were supposed to "perform" was about a "Willy McDuff" and his chocolate factory.

As I was going through this madness with friends in a chat, one pointed out that it took very little prompting to get the free Chat GPT to spit out an event description and such very similar to all this while avoiding copyrighted phrases. But he couldn't figure out where the McDuff came from since it wasn't the type of thing GPT would usually spit out...

Until he altered the prompt to include it would be happening in Glasgow, Scotland.

You cannot make this stuff up.

But truly, honestly, I do not even understand why they didn't take the money and run. Clearly this was all set up to be a scam. A lazy, AI generated scam.

Everything from the website to the event images to the copy to the "script" to the names of things was either stolen or AI generated (aka stolen). Hell, I'd be looking for some poor Japanese visitor wandering the streets of Glasgow, confused, after being jacked for his mascot costume.

HE LIVES IN THE WALLS, Y'ALL.

[astonmartinii]

knives out | lewis hamilton social media au

pairing: lewis hamilton x rosberg!reader

2016 saw the murder of brocedes right before our very eyes, but who got y/n in the will?

MASTERLIST | TIP JAR

- part of the brother's best friend series -

yourusername

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yourusername: back in barcelona! nothing has ever happened here, right? RIGHT?

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user1: when i'm in a victim of brocedes contest and y/n rosberg turns up

user2: nico was like "oh, lewis has had a good qualifying... here comes the curse"

user3: he's the hater we should all aspire to be

nicorosberg: barcelona is a beautiful place but you should pick your company well!

yourusername: great advice nico, i should've left you at home

nicorosberg: snore! i'm great company you just can't keep up with my great personality and wit

yourusername: what ever you need to tell yourself old man

nicorosberg: i'm two years older than you?

yourusername: how was the industrial revolution?

user4: i hope they never grow up and always argue in public

user5: omg the argument on sky about lewis v seb in canada... and jenson just stood there with the biggest shit-eating grin ever

lewishamilton: my trauma is not your joke

yourusername: it was my trauma too i was the one who had to listen to him complain for the next TWO WEEKS

lewishamilton: trying to find where i care...

yourusername: you complained first ??

lewishamilton: rightly so!

yourusername: do not tussle with me about this, by now i thought you'd know that us rosbergs don't play about complaining

lewishamilton: believe me my therapist knows that

user6: i know nico sat on his hands forcing himself not to comment back

user7: alternatively, celebrating that he still lives in lewis' head

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lewishamilton: @yourusername i may love you but if that man ever takes a picture of my car i'm putting a hit on his head

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user11: we got a relationship reveal and a death threat all in one post

user12: lewis saw yall ready to make a brocedes edit using this race and made sure you knew that he doesn't care about a his old haunts

user13: he was like yall shipping me with the wrong rosberg

yourusername: let's refrain from threats for now

lewishamilton: we're gonna have to get rid of that last name, no more curses

nicorosberg: RIGHT THAT IS IT IF YOU DARE GET MARRIED DOUBLE-BARRELLED OR ELSE, ROSBERGS ARE ELITE AND YOU WISH YOU HAD THIS NAME

yourusername: he does have a point

lewishamilton: i'm for real going to lose my mind that we haven't spoken in years and this is where he drew the line

nicorosberg: you told the world you're dating my sister at the same time as me

lewishamilton: stop cursing me then 🤨

nicorosberg: i don't curse you my devilish good looks just sent your engine into cardiac arrest

user14: i know toto wolff just fell to his knees in the mercedes garage seeing them bicker in instagram comments after making merc a literal warzone for years

user15: and yet this is the most brocedes way to go about it

georgerussell63: even if you're dating his sister, i'm still your favourite teammate right?

yourusername: valterri exists buddy soz

georgerussell63: *clutches my pearls*

lewishamilton: and that is exactly why valterri is my favourite teammate

georgerussell63: whatever 💁🏻‍♀️

charles_leclerc: not for long xx

yourusername: whoever can bring me the best coffee can get the crown?

lewishamilton: stop exploiting my teammate and future teammate

yourusername: that's what they're there for?

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yourusername: anything happen this week?

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user19: y/n ruining her brother's week - anything happen this week?

user20: more like year

nicorosberg: more like life

yourusername: drama queen

nicorosberg: as i should be !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

yourusername: got enough exclamation marks in there buddy

nicorosberg: no open the door i need to scream directly in your ears

yourusername: if it's any consolation, the relationship started after 2016

nicorosberg: so he got me out of the way so he could go for my little sister 🤨

lewishamilton: yep!

nicorosberg: no i'm serious let me in i need to yell

nicorosberg: I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE I CAN HEAR ROSCOE

nicorosberg: fine i'll just abseil from my apartment give me a sec

user21: y/n please let him in he's so serious about that i can feel it

user22: anyone from monaco here and want to keep us updated?

danielricciardo: Y/N LET HIM IN HE NEARLY KICKED MY POTTED PLANT OFF THE BALCONY

yourusername: lol

danielricciardo: THIS IS NOT A LAUGHING MATTER PLEASE

lewishamilton: fine, you people are such bores

nicorosberg: i nearly lost a birkenstock

yourusername: and my inheritance nearly doubled

lewishamilton: *our

user23: i think lewis is having way too much fun with this

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nicorosberg: we're back at the track and i've got a sneaking feeling that the red bull might be fast around here

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user24: nico said babe won't catch me posting lewis on my instagram

maxverstappen1: sure thing buddy he's dating your sister, but there's NO NEED TO TAKE IT OUT ON ME

nicorosberg: i said you're going to win?

maxverstappen1: i DON'T NEED YOUR BAD JUJU GIVE IT TO LEWIS HE'S THE ONE YOU'RE ANGRY AT NOT ME

nicorosberg: i'm not angry at lewis

lewishamilton: really?

nicorosberg: OF COURSE NOT

yourusername: he'll get over it soon lewis don't worry

lewishamilton: really? he's still holding a grudge from 2016 - that was EIGHT YEARS AGO

yourusername: yeah sorry that's a rosberg trait ❤️

user25: not the grid becoming victims of the brocedes fall out eight years later

yourusername: you're so shady why did you crop lewis out?

nicorosberg: outfit wasn't on par with the rosbergs

yourusername: oh no

lewishamilton: HOW DARE YOU

yourusername: you queens can take this out on each other i'm not getting involved in this one

lewishamilton: i know this birkenstock wearing primadonna is not dissing my custom mcqueen

nicorosberg: it's custom because no one would want something so ugly 🫶🏻

user26: someone take nico off the parc ferme interviews lewis might just run him over

user27: he should just let roscoe at his ankles

nicorosberg: that vegan dog can't do shit to me

yourusername: leave the kids out of it nico

nicorosberg: you birthed that? my condolences to your reproductive system

lewishamilton: DO NOT FAT SHAME MY SON

roscoelovescoco: kill yourself @nicorosberg

user28: WTF IS GOING ON

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lewishamilton: he may have won the battle, but i won the war

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user29: bro you're going to be subjected to boho chic Christmases for the rest of your life

user30: guy is going to get poisoned via christmas nut roast by nico 😭

yourusername: this is corny but i love you

lewishamilton: i love you too i'm going to pretend you didn't just call my super thought out caption corny

yourusername: it was corny and that's what i love about you

nicorosberg: you need better standards

yourusername: for someone who had so much homoerotic tension with the man that you retired you're being very rude about the subject of such tension

nicorosberg: that's not how that went

yourusername: sure, jan

nicorosberg: stop trying to rewrite history

yourusername: i saw it with my own two eyes... are you jealous that i ended up with lewis instead of you?

nicorosberg: nO

user31: i feel like this is definitely not the argument i thought i would see on the internet today

user32: lewis hamilton got passed around the rosberg house ... this your goat?

user33: both rosbergs are hawt as hell so yes!

charles_leclerc: oh great, keep stoking the flames lewis! if you invoke his wrath upon ferrari next season i will personally sacrifice you to the gods

lewishamilton: excuse me?

charles_leclerc: i don't know if you know this but i kinda don't have a world championship yet ... I DO NOT WANT THE ROSBERG CURSE ATTACHED TO ME

lewishamilton: do not minimise my trauma charles

charles_leclerc: you haven't joined ferrari yet, you don't know trauma. be nice to him, i can't finish my career with max having more championships than me

maxverstappen1: skill issue

user34: do these people ever stop arguing?

yourusername: no! and i can assure you it's worse in person

user35: worst brocedes tussle since nico found out?

yourusername: i was making a list of people to invite to my birthday dinner and nico was angry that i wrote lewis' name before his

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yourusername: still a victim of the brocedes nuclear fallout all these years later

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user37: bro nearly lost her bf to her brother

user38: lewis couldn't have nico and went for his sister instead

user39: insert larry stylinson theory here that y/n is just the beard and toto wolff is simon cowell

yourusername: i'm blocking all of you

nicorosberg: still yapping about this ... and i'm the dramatic one

yourusername: babe we can all see all of your comments on previous posts where you're the literal definition of crashing out

nicorosberg: BARCELONA WAS LEWIS' FAULT WE ALL KNOW THIS

yourusername: when did i bring up barcelona... you just proved my point IDIOT

nicorosberg: make me sound insane all you want ... TOTO IS THE REAL VILLAIN HERE

yourusername: ???

nicorosberg: he notebooked us

yourusername: riiiiiiiiiiight

nicorosberg: i wrote lewis a letter when i retired and toto never gave it to him

yourusername: you're telling me i had to hide my relationship for so long because you trusted that austrian big foot fraud to be your messenger pigeon ?

user40: did we just get insane brocedes lore on a random tuesday?

user41: you're telling me it was toto's fault the whole time?

lewishamilton: well yes it would've been helpful to have gotten the letter, you have to admit the sneeking around was hot

yourusername: you're right 🤭🤭🤭

lewishamilton: hiding in your bathroom while nico came over to bitch about me was a personal highlight

nicorosberg: excuse me?

lewishamilton: i know we're trying to be better, so here's a compliment: you're very creative when being mean about me

nicorosberg: why thank you 😝

yourusername: nuh uh we ain't doing this shit

lewishamilton: don't worry y/n you'll always be my favourite

nicorosberg: but you'll never have our trip to greece :P

yourusername: i will strangle you britney

user42: y/n got brocedes to talk again, but at what cost?

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lewishamilton: got y/n's hand in marriage in the will (after i murdered her brother's career)

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user43: y/n can't escape brocedes even on her engagement post

user44: she (and them) will never get rid of it

yourusername: i love you baby, here's to the rest of our life (even if that includes you arguing with my brother for the rest of time)

lewishamilton: i love you even more, i'd go through all of that psychological warfare again and again if it means i still end up with you

yourusername: we've always had an invisible string

lewishamilton: and there's no one else i'd want to be cosmically tied to <3

user45: i might cry they're so cute

user46: that comment thread called me single in about 100 different languages

charles_leclerc: congratulations you two! also congratulations to me - no more rosberg curse!

yourusername: really? on this POST?

charles_leclerc: hold on girlypop, it was mr hamilton-rosberg that brought up your brother first not me

lewishamilton: you better get all this attitude out now charles

charles_leclerc: what? you gonna marry my brother?

yourusername: lol i'm not threatened by them

arthurleclerc: why am i being shaded?

user47: 2025 HURRY THE FUCK UP

nicorosberg: i guess you're finally getting the rosberg name you've always wanted ...

lewishamilton: yes... i have always had a crush on your sister

nicorosberg: GASP! PERVERT 🫵🏻 i have known you since we were 12 you GROSS MAN

lewishamilton: WELL YES I WAS ALSO 12 I'VE NOT ALWAYS BEEN 36 MORON

yourusername: well doesn't this just get me excited for christmas

user48: i know a monopoly board hate to see these three coming

yourusername: @nicorosberg can i have an actual congratulations???

nicorosberg: i'm happy for you, i'm glad you're happy (also he's loaded so slay)

yourusername: i'll take it!

lewishamilton: sure whatever thanks nico !

fin.

note: lol finally finished this one! i have been very in and out on here, i have a lot going on x

[nobodysuspectsthebutterfly]

FYI artists and writers: some info regarding tumblr's new "third-party sharing" (aka selling your content to OpenAI and Midjourney)

You may have already seen the post by @staff regarding third-party sharing and how to opt out. You may have also already seen various news articles discussing the matter.

But here's a little further clarity re some questions I had, and you may too. Caveat: Not all of this is on official tumblr pages, so it's possible things may change.

(1) "I heard they already have access to my data and it doesn't really matter if I opt out"

From the 404 article:

A new FAQ section we reviewed is titled “What happens when you opt out?” states “If you opt out from the start, we will block crawlers from accessing your content by adding your site on a disallowed list. If you change your mind later, we also plan to update any partners about people who newly opt-out and ask that their content be removed from past sources and future training.”

So please, go click that opt-out button.

(2) Some future user: "I've been away from tumblr for months, and I just heard about all this. I didn't opt out before, so does it make a difference anymore?"

Another internal document shows that, on February 23, an employee asked in a staff-only thread, “Do we have assurances that if a user opts out of their data being shared with third parties that our existing data partners will be notified of such a change and remove their data?” Andrew Spittle, Automattic’s head of AI replied: “We will notify existing partners on a regular basis about anyone who's opted out since the last time we provided a list. I want this to be an ongoing process where we regularly advocate for past content to be excluded based on current preferences. We will ask that content be deleted and removed from any future training runs. I believe partners will honor this based on our conversations with them to this point. I don't think they gain much overall by retaining it.”

It should make a difference! Go click that button.

(3) "I opted out, but my art posts have been reblogged by so many people, and I don't know if they all opted out. What does that mean for my stuff?"

This answer is actually on the support page for the toggle:

This option will prevent your blog's content, even when reblogged, from being shared with our licensed network of content and research partners, including those that train AI models.

And some further clarification by the COO and a product manager:

zingring: A couple people from work have reached out to let me know that yes, it applies to reblogs of "don't scrape" content. If you opt out, your content is opted out, even in reblog form. cyle: yep, for reblogs, we're taking it so far as "if anybody in the reblog trail has opted out, all of the content in that reblog will be opted out", when a reblog could be scraped/shared.

So not only your reblogged posts, but anyone who contributed in a reblog (such as posts where someone has been inspired to draw fanart of the OP) will presumably be protected by your opt-out. (A good reason to opt out even if you yourself are not a creator.)

Furthermore, if you the OP were offline and didn't know about the opt-out, if someone contributed to a reblog and they are opted out, then your original work is also protected. (Which makes it very tempting to contribute "scrapeable content" now whenever I reblog from an abandoned/disused blog...)

(4) "What about deleted blogs? They can't opt out!"

I was told by someone (not official) that he read "deleted blogs are all opted-out by default". However, he didn't recall the source, and I can't find it, so I can't guarantee that info. If I get more details - like if/when tumblr puts up that FAQ as reported in the 404 article - I will add it here as soon as I can.

Edit, tumblr has updated their help page for the option to opt-out of third-party sharing! It now states:

The content which will not be shared with our licensed network of content and research partners, including those that train AI models, includes: • Posts and reblogs of posts from blogs who have enabled the "Prevent third-party sharing" option. • Posts and reblogs of posts from deleted blogs. • Posts and reblogs of posts from password-protected blogs. • Posts and reblogs of posts from explicit blogs. • Posts and reblogs of posts from suspended/deactivated blogs. • Private posts. • Drafts. • Messages. • Asks and submissions which have not been publicly posted. • Post+ subscriber-only posts. • Explicit posts.

So no need to worry about your old deleted blogs that still have reblogs floating around. *\o/*

But for your existing blogs, please use the opt out option. And a reminder of how to opt out, under the cut:

The opt-out toggle is in Blog Settings, and please note you need to do it for each one of your blogs / sideblogs.

On dashboard, the toggle is at https://www.tumblr.com/settings/blog/blogname [replace "blogname" as applicable] down by Visibility:

For mobile, you need the most recent update of the app. (Android version 33.4.1.100, iOs version 33.4.) Then go to your blog tab (the little person icon), and then the gear icon for Settings, then click Visibility.

Again, if you have a sideblog, go back to the blog tab, switch to it, and go to settings again. Repeat as necessary.

If you do not have access to the newest version of the app for whatever reason, you can also log into tumblr in your mobile browser. Same URL as per desktop above, same location.

Note you do not need to change settings in both desktop and the app, just one is fine.

I hope this helps!

[mandalhoerian]

Repost because tumblr's tags were broken yesterday and it ate my post up 😞 Spoilers and translation notes for Rafayel's intertidal zone & analysis because it kinda floored me, I was just as a blank page as he was throughout this. I had to watch it like 5 times to understand what the story was saying and dig into chinese and japanese versions of this to piece together what was really happening. It may be my idiot brain not getting it and maybe it was like the easiest thing to understand for you but. Yeah. I may be just dumb LMFAO AND!!!! There's also a theory of mine into how Rafayel is actually able to read mc's mind/wishes through their lemurian bond, so stay tuned for that I guess

EDIT: correcting some transcriptions of chinese characters and the translations. sorry about that! google couldn't transcribe it correctly. for clarity's sake i will also include original screenshots. please tell me if anything is wrong!

EDIT 2: Check out part 2 to this as well for stuff I missed!

EDIT 3: An Abysswalker connection I found

EDIT 4: Debunking the myths of non-consent & Rafayel hurting MC in the spicy scene

So Rafayel’s whole deal in this memory, I believe, is dependency. Like, too much intensity, too much need, too much fear -- about scaring her off, about what he sees himself possibly becoming in the future, overall just being too reliant on mc and getting scared by it.

Let's begin with this massive fear of being a taker, not just in the “I’m stealing someone’s fries” way, but in this existential, soul-deep kind of way where he’s terrified of turning everything he loves into something he exploits out of demand for his art. And yeah, it’s sad when you first hear him say it, but it’s also really interesting when you look at how this all ties into his relationship with MC and his inspiration source drying up because of her.

Before Rafayel became an artist, he looked at the world in this super pure, wholesome way. Sceneries and nature were just there, things to admire and feel awe over without needing to do anything about it. Like, imagine standing at the edge of a desert, looking at a sea that’s drying up. Sure, it’s tragic, but it’s also kind of beautiful in a raw, heartbreaking way. That’s how Rafayel saw things, he could appreciate them without feeling like he had to do anything.

But then Rafayel started creating, and suddenly, sceneries weren’t just sceneries anymore. They became inspiration. He wasn’t just admiring beauty, he was extracting something from it, its meaning, its pain, its soul, to turn into art for other people. And that made him feel all kinds of icky, because now he wasn’t just looking at the drying sea. He was taking from it. Just as he's using his people's pain in his art as well, that's also a thing.

Now let’s talk about MC. Rafayel loves her like he used to love those sceneries,,, in this pure, untainted way. There's a parallel here. But here’s the kicker, he’s not the same guy who can just admire something and leave it untouched anymore.

And suddenly, this is no longer only about losing inspiration for him.

This happens after he and MC get together, and it’s like all the pain and anguish that used to fuel his creativity just.. ... dries up. He can’t find that spark anymore because now his life is surrounded by love instead of suffering. In fact, his inspiration starts coming from her and it's starting to clash with how he makes art. In the phone call, he seeks her out and says he needs her so bad and she only needs to talk to help him out. This is the first wink wink nod nod of the story.

So what does Rafayel do? He goes on this big, dramatic trip to "find inspiration" (or at least his muse), but it’s not just about his art. He’s not just looking for inspiration, he’s trying to figure out how to be less dependent on her and becoming increasingly more restless over this. The temparature and physical discomfort is making things worse, he's anxiously overthinking, and imagine trying to fight this and the longest art block as of late off when all you want to do is indulge in this special person and be comforted like a lap cat all day every day.

He understands that if he lets himself indulge without restraint, one day his love for mc will turn into pure need. He’ll become more and more greedy, and he doesn’t want that and is afraid of being abandoned because of that growing neediness and dependency.

This is in relation to his art, because as @/dat-silvers-girl put in the comments, he's struggling with "the genuine fear of not being able to enjoy anything in life because all you're thinking about how to use it (as an artist)" . what if he starts doing this to her? to their love and relationship? take from her, and become someone who only takes in every area of life -- like someone who only exploits things by extracting what he feels about them to use it for his art. he's afraid of that, he doesn't like that and possibly doesn't like himself who does it. so why should she? she would leave him for sure, in his head, that's a solid reason to.

The first time around he brings up his anxiety about MC leaving him out of the inner realization of his dependency, the possibility of just what he can become, and fear of abandonment. she effortlessly soothes his worries. It's heavily implied they did it afterwards and after hearing "her life has already been consumed by him" he tweaked out a little bit and his "obsession" seeped through.

After it fades to black, he says ほら……僕もとっくに……君に侵食されてしまっているんだ…… which means "See... I've already been completely consumed by you too" in Japanese instead of the life being made a chaotic mess localization. While I think MC's line was jokey and lighthearted, I don't think this man is joking at all. Rafayel didn't say his life was consumed by her as well, he said HE was consumed. Ouh.

This took the edge off from him for a while but they hadn't gotten to the root of the problem yet, so he was back to square one after the memorial hall, because remember, he's trying to find inspiration as an act of making this dependency of his better. Pain and suffering are all around him here, which his inspiration feeds off of. The dried up ocean he could hear weakening, the skeleton of the whale, the burden of his people and homeland more prominent than before. And what does MC do? Tear through the perspective of pain and introduce a hopeful alternative, "Isn't it a surprise to see an ocean in the middle of the desert?"

This is a place that gave Rafayel the height of helplessness and suffering when he visited by himself before despite momentarily being hopeful after the locals told him such a place existed. But now, she was there to comfort him through his loneliness and pain, hug him, and give him hope yet again. He brings up how he wanted to come here with the most important person to him when he was still hopeful about it before consumed by the pain of it all, and that wish has been granted. That moment has to be so powerful for Rafayel. Literally light at the end of the tunnel.

It had me reeling that he just sat in the car after all that, staring at her for god knows how long until she woke up. He was probably overthinking again, but my interpretation that it was heavily emotional for him (it could have meant so little for MC but the world for him, she doesn't even know) and he wanted to be in that moment with her, just feel and look without restraint. Indulge a little. (I can just imagine him going just a little bit more, I'll go after she wakes up.) And like. His eyes are shining in the darkness is the description here. Perhaps he was feeling so much here. So much love. So much happiness. And he's about to go in for a kiss (heavy breathing and everything) after that, but holds himself back and actively has to pry himself away. He's feeling the neediness again.

That’s why he makes an effort to actively wean himself off and says he'll be okay on his own. What he says to her after MC is like "spoiling him" being all "hey you're sick maybe don't go? or let's go together?" (which is NOT helping Rafayel at all) is even more meaningful in Japanese and I didn't know why they left out this context, but the rearranged line would be "Do you want me to become a sea creature beached on the sand after the sea recedes, unable to breathe on my own ever again?"

Yeah. YEAH. This is about dependency. (He's saying don't coddle me I'll literally become that wolf tearing his shirt meme 😭)

So of course his stubbornness and anxiety force him to do things without MC and distance himself, he can do it. He’s determined to prove to himself that he can endure it on his own.

I also feel like part of the reason he insisted on going to the salon alone is that he’s still worried mc might come to dislike the version of him who's someone he's so sure she will leave, who isn't perfect and he hides behind the persona he's put up just for her. If he truly becomes addicted to her and shows her everything/his true self, and she ends up leaving him, it would completely break him. He's trying to be like "im so normal about her haha" but he's so not normal about her at all. He's literally obsessed I feel like, and perhaps this is him fighting it knowing it's not healthy.

and OOOH about why he ends up coming back from the salon all hot and bothered.

I have strong context that she flicked the bean in there after he left her high and dry in the car ("hot water washes away the stickiness from my body and his stifled breaths still echo in my ears, enveloping me along with the steam in the bathroom. The warmth from his fingertips lingers in the places where he touched me..." is the english. however, in chinese, it goes "熱水洗去身上的黏膩，壓抑的喘息迴盪在我耳畔，和浴室裡氤氳的水氣一起包裹著我." stating "the suppressed breathing" -- which doesn't have any possessive adjectives when I translated it on google and later explicitly asked chatgpt if it had any his/my adjectives involved, just to be sure. it said no but i'd like it if a real chinese speaking person could give their input on this !!! PLEASE DONT LEAVE ME WITH CHATGPT

so um. if the context is in fact the case that he heard her masturbating to him, the intensity with which he attacked her would be normal, I think 😭

I have belief that MC unconsciously shatters his "training himself to be without her" determination through their bond. She just keeps thinking about him the entire time. about him reading her thoughts, though. we still don't know all about the lemurian bond they share. I’d say it grants him some sort of mind/heart reading ability or connects their minds together (when she was thinking about whether she should hug him, he answered “yes”).

At the salon, I imagine Rafayel was already thinking about her like crazy. Then he realized, or perhaps, "heard" she was still worrying about him and thinking of him (as much he thought about her) and decided to go back. Rafayel probably felt that suppressing himself was only making her more anxious and unsettled. She's thinking all about him, unconsciously calling to him to come to her, she didn't want to let him go at all, wanted to go with him, etc...

but even if it was his own decision and no mind reading was involved... uh. If you ask me. He did quite literally hear her after coming back. That's also something that might make him think she wants him as much as he wants her, which made his self-restraint utterly meaningless from the start.

Disregarding this theory of mine proven wrong until a Chinese speaker helps me out here, MC returned to Rafayel's room. A translation omission happened here from what I saw. There are no possessive adjectives in the Chinese text about the room she returns to, and the Japanese one states she returned to the guest room (doesn't specify which one. She was also able to enter Rafayel's room without needing to knock before.)

so uh. she went into rafayel's room y'all. the line "this is my room, you're the one who walked in here" MAKES SO MUCH MORE SENSE. (SO LIKE. NOT ONLY DID SHE GO INTO HIS ROOM, SHE FLICKED THE BEAN THERE AND HE POSSIBLY HEARD IT. SHE'S MORE OF A FREAK THAN HE IS, I UNDERSTAND WHY HE LET GO AFTER THAT LMFAO)

I don't put it past him to get worked up after he finds her in his room post-bath even without my theory lmfao (idk why they put her in a dress when she should be in a bathrobe or something 😭)

His conclusion at the end of this memory that "he finds inspiration in pain and the art of creation is a part of his life. mc made him realize love and art are so alike. even if they don't complete him but burn him instead he wants them (love and art) with every fiber of his being" and MC says she doesn't like that, rightfully so.

So like. There's SO MUCH to unpack in here.

When Rafayel says he finds inspiration in pain and that creation is a part of his life, he’s admitting something raw and essential about himself: pain isn’t just a byproduct of his art, it’s intrinsic to it. For Rafayel, pain and art are intertwined in a way that’s almost inseparable. It’s like his muse isn’t just beauty, but beauty that hurts.

But then he takes this further by connecting art to love. He’s realized that both art and love demand the same from him: vulnerability, passion, and sometimes suffering. They don’t necessarily complete him (he’s not romanticizing them as salvation), but they burn him, wear him down, consume him (coincidentally, this is something he said to MC in the JP dub of this memory, that she consumes him), but also give him life. And for Rafayel, that’s the crux, even if they burn him, he wants them with every fiber of his being.

This is such a Rafayel thing to say. It’s dramatic, it’s tortured, but it’s also deeply SUBTLE. He doesn't spell all of these out, mind you, I got a headache trying to understand him. Or I'm just slow, I don't know. It shows how much he values creation and connection, even if they come at a cost.

MC, on the other hand, challenges this perspective. When she says she doesn’t like that he views love and art as things that burn him, she’s pushing back against the idea that suffering is a necessary part of creation, or love. MC doesn’t want Rafayel to see their relationship as something that requires him to hurt. She’s telling him, “You don’t have to destroy yourself to love me.”

When MC says, “You’ll never have to burn for me,” she’s giving Rafayel an alternative to his destructive mindset. She’s saying that love doesn’t have to hurt, that their relationship can exist without him sacrificing himself on the altar of passion. It’s a refusal to let Rafayel romanticize pain as the price of love.

And I love that Rafayel goes, "Will you help me look for other parts in life outside of pain?" in response. This is NOT about art or inspiration anymore, and the way the dialogue is written is just AUGH. Again I had to rewatch this over and over again for the nuances and subtext.

I love MC's response, she knew exactly what to say. “I’ll always be the one who walks along the shore with you. Of course, diving into the sea bed is fine too. If it can snow in the desert, there will be a day when the ocean returns.”

MC’s response is layered with metaphors, but at its core, it’s about unwavering support and hope::

Walking along the shore: This represents safety and companionship. MC is saying she’ll be with Rafayel in the calm, in the moments where they’re just observing life without diving into its depths. She’ll be his steady presence, his grounding force.

Diving into the sea bed: This is an acknowledgment that life and love sometimes require going deeper and they may go through hardships, into the unknown, the murky, the challenging. MC isn’t afraid of this, she’s willing to go there with him too.

Snow in the desert and the ocean’s return: This is a symbol of hope and transformation beyond being a nod to The Sea of Golden Sand. Snow in the desert seems impossible, just like the idea of Rafayel finding inspiration outside of pain might feel impossible to him. But MC believes in the extraordinary, in change, and in the possibility that beauty and creation can exist outside of suffering.

Her words are a promise: she’s willing to stand by him, to face the unknown together, and to hold onto the belief that a new way of seeing the world is possible.

And Rafayel LOWKEY PROPOSES IN RETURN.

By saying “let’s watch the sea together,” he’s accepting MC’s offer of companionship and hope in the long run. He’s recognizing that life doesn’t have to be about diving into the depths alone, it can be about sharing the experience with someone else, even if it’s just standing on the shore and watching.

“Every sea”: This phrase is key. Rafayel isn’t just committing to one kind of life or one kind of inspiration, he’s opening himself up to all possibilities. Watching every sea means embracing all facets of life, whether they’re calm or turbulent, painful or beautiful. It’s a marriage proposal declaration that he’s ready to explore the world beyond pain, with MC by his side.

So. I love that his inspiration returns after his freak is accepted by MC because he literally feels the acceptance through the bond.

Thank you for coming to my TED Talk. This memory DRAINED me. They were just supposed to bang what the fuck happened. Why did I have to go treasure hunting to find what was going on in this card. anyway...

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autocrattic (more matt shenanigans, not tumblr this time)

I am almost definitely not the right person for this writeup, but I'm closer than most people on here, so here goes! This is all open-source tech drama, and I take my time laying out the context, but the short version is: Matt tried to extort another company, who immediately posted receipts, and now he's refusing to log off again. The long version is... long.

If you don't need software context, scroll down/find the "ok tony that's enough. tell me what's actually happening" heading, or just go read the pink sections. Or look at this PDF.

the background

So. Matt's original Good Idea was starting WordPress with fellow developer Mike Little in 2003, which is free and open-source software (FOSS) that was originally just for blogging, but now powers lots of websites that do other things. In particular, Automattic acquired WooCommerce a long time ago, which is free online store software you can run on WordPress.

FOSS is... interesting. It's a world that ultimately is powered by people who believe deeply that information and resources should be free, but often have massive blind spots (for example, Wikipedia's consistently had issues with bias, since no amount of "anyone can edit" will overcome systemic bias in terms of who has time to edit or is not going to be driven away by the existing contributor culture). As with anything else that people spend thousands of hours doing online, there's drama. As with anything else that's technically free but can be monetized, there are:

Heaps of companies and solo developers who profit off WordPress themes, plugins, hosting, and other services;

Conflicts between volunteer contributors and for-profit contributors;

Annoying founders who get way too much credit for everything the project has become.

the WordPress ecosystem

A project as heavily used as WordPress (some double-digit percentage of the Internet uses WP. I refuse to believe it's the 43% that Matt claims it is, but it's a pretty large chunk) can't survive just on the spare hours of volunteers, especially in an increasingly monetised world where its users demand functional software, are less and less tech or FOSS literate, and its contributors have no fucking time to build things for that userbase.

Matt runs Automattic, which is a privately-traded, for-profit company. The free software is run by the WordPress Foundation, which is technically completely separate (wordpress.org). The main products Automattic offers are WordPress-related: WordPress.com, a host which was designed to be beginner-friendly; Jetpack, a suite of plugins which extend WordPress in a whole bunch of ways that may or may not make sense as one big product; WooCommerce, which I've already mentioned. There's also WordPress VIP, which is the fancy bespoke five-digit-plus option for enterprise customers. And there's Tumblr, if Matt ever succeeds in putting it on WordPress. (Every Tumblr or WordPress dev I know thinks that's fucking ridiculous and impossible. Automattic's hiring for it anyway.)

Automattic devotes a chunk of its employees toward developing Core, which is what people in the WordPress space call WordPress.org, the free software. This is part of an initiative called Five for the Future — 5% of your company's profits off WordPress should go back into making the project better. Many other companies don't do this.

There are lots of other companies in the space. GoDaddy, for example, barely gives back in any way (and also sucks). WP Engine is the company this drama is about. They don't really contribute to Core. They offer relatively expensive WordPress hosting, as well as providing a series of other WordPress-related products like LocalWP (local site development software), Advanced Custom Fields (the easiest way to set up advanced taxonomies and other fields when making new types of posts. If you don't know what this means don't worry about it), etc.

Anyway. Lots of strong personalities. Lots of for-profit companies. Lots of them getting invested in, or bought by, private equity firms.

Matt being Matt, tech being tech

As was said repeatedly when Matt was flipping out about Tumblr, all of the stuff happening at Automattic is pretty normal tech company behaviour. Shit gets worse. People get less for their money. WordPress.com used to be a really good place for people starting out with a website who didn't need "real" WordPress — for $48 a year on the Personal plan, you had really limited features (no plugins or other customisable extensions), but you had a simple website with good SEO that was pretty secure, relatively easy to use, and 24-hour access to Happiness Engineers (HEs for short. Bad job title. This was my job) who could walk you through everything no matter how bad at tech you were. Then Personal plan users got moved from chat to emails only. Emails started being responded to by contractors who didn't know as much as HEs did and certainly didn't get paid half as well. Then came AI, and the mandate for HEs to try to upsell everyone things they didn't necessarily need. (This is the point at which I quit.)

But as was said then as well, most tech CEOs don't publicly get into this kind of shitfight with their users. They're horrid tyrants, but they don't do it this publicly.

ok tony that's enough. tell me what's actually happening

WordCamp US, one of the biggest WordPress industry events of the year, is the backdrop for all this. It just finished.

There are.... a lot of posts by Matt across multiple platforms because, as always, he can't log off. But here's the broad strokes.

Sep 17

Matt publishes a wanky blog post about companies that profit off open source without giving back. It targets a specific company, WP Engine.

Compare the Five For the Future pages from Automattic and WP Engine, two companies that are roughly the same size with revenue in the ballpark of half a billion. These pledges are just a proxy and aren’t perfectly accurate, but as I write this, Automattic has 3,786 hours per week (not even counting me!), and WP Engine has 47 hours. WP Engine has good people, some of whom are listed on that page, but the company is controlled by Silver Lake, a private equity firm with $102 billion in assets under management. Silver Lake doesn’t give a dang about your Open Source ideals. It just wants a return on capital. So it’s at this point that I ask everyone in the WordPress community to vote with your wallet. Who are you giving your money to? Someone who’s going to nourish the ecosystem, or someone who’s going to frack every bit of value out of it until it withers?

(It's worth noting here that Automattic is funded in part by BlackRock, who Wikipedia calls "the world's largest asset manager".)

Sep 20 (WCUS final day)

WP Engine puts out a blog post detailing their contributions to WordPress.

Matt devotes his keynote/closing speech to slamming WP Engine.

He also implies people inside WP Engine are sending him information.

For the people sending me stuff from inside companies, please do not do it on your work device. Use a personal phone, Signal with disappearing messages, etc. I have a bunch of journalists happy to connect you with as well. #wcus — Twitter I know private equity and investors can be brutal (read the book Barbarians at the Gate). Please let me know if any employee faces firing or retaliation for speaking up about their company's participation (or lack thereof) in WordPress. We'll make sure it's a big public deal and that you get support. — Tumblr

Matt also puts out an offer live at WordCamp US:

“If anyone of you gets in trouble for speaking up in favor of WordPress and/or open source, reach out to me. I’ll do my best to help you find a new job.” — source tweet, RTed by Matt

He also puts up a poll asking the community if WP Engine should be allowed back at WordCamps.

Sep 21

Matt writes a blog post on the WordPress.org blog (the official project blog!): WP Engine is not WordPress.

He opens this blog post by claiming his mom was confused and thought WP Engine was official.

The blog post goes on about how WP Engine disabled post revisions (which is a pretty normal thing to do when you need to free up some resources), therefore being not "real" WordPress. (As I said earlier, WordPress.com disables most features for Personal and Premium plans. Or whatever those plans are called, they've been renamed like 12 times in the last few years. But that's a different complaint.)

Sep 22: More bullshit on Twitter. Matt makes a Reddit post on r/Wordpress about WP Engine that promptly gets deleted. Writeups start to come out:

Search Engine Journal: WordPress Co-Founder Mullenweg Sparks Backlash

TechCrunch: Matt Mullenweg calls WP Engine a ‘cancer to WordPress’ and urges community to switch providers

Sep 23 onward

Okay, time zones mean I can't effectively sequence the rest of this.

Matt defends himself on Reddit, casually mentioning that WP Engine is now suing him.

Also here's a decent writeup from someone involved with the community that may be of interest.

WP Engine drops the full PDF of their cease and desist, which includes screenshots of Matt apparently threatening them via text.

Twitter link | Direct PDF link

This PDF includes some truly fucked texts where Matt appears to be trying to get WP Engine to pay him money unless they want him to tell his audience at WCUS that they're evil.

Matt, after saying he's been sued and can't talk about it, hosts a Twitter Space and talks about it for a couple hours.

He also continues to post on Reddit, Twitter, and on the Core contributor Slack.

Here's a comment where he says WP Engine could have avoided this by paying Automattic 8% of their revenue.

Another, 20 hours ago, where he says he's being downvoted by "trolls, probably WPE employees"

At some point, Matt updates the WordPress Foundation trademark policy. I am 90% sure this was him — it's not legalese and makes no fucking sense to single out WP Engine.

Old text: The abbreviation “WP” is not covered by the WordPress trademarks and you are free to use it in any way you see fit. New text: The abbreviation “WP” is not covered by the WordPress trademarks, but please don’t use it in a way that confuses people. For example, many people think WP Engine is “WordPress Engine” and officially associated with WordPress, which it’s not. They have never once even donated to the WordPress Foundation, despite making billions of revenue on top of WordPress.

Sep 25: Automattic puts up their own legal response.

anyway this fucking sucks

This is bigger than anything Matt's done before. I'm so worried about my friends who're still there. The internal ramifications have... been not great so far, including that Matt's naturally being extra gung-ho about "you're either for me or against me and if you're against me then don't bother working your two weeks".

Despite everything, I like WordPress. (If you dig into this, you'll see plenty of people commenting about blocks or Gutenberg or React other things they hate. Unlike many of the old FOSSheads, I actually also think Gutenberg/the block editor was a good idea, even if it was poorly implemented.)

I think that the original mission — to make it so anyone can spin up a website that's easy enough to use and blog with — is a good thing. I think, despite all the ways being part of FOSS communities since my early teens has led to all kinds of racist, homophobic and sexual harm for me and for many other people, that free and open-source software is important.

So many people were already burning out of the project. Matt has been doing this for so long that those with long memories can recite all the ways he's wrecked shit back a decade or more. Most of us are exhausted and need to make money to live. The world is worse than it ever was.

Social media sucks worse and worse, and this was a world in which people missed old webrings, old blogs, RSS readers, the world where you curated your own whimsical, unpaid corner of the Internet. I started actually actively using my own WordPress blog this year, and I've really enjoyed it.

And people don't want to deal with any of this.

The thing is, Matt's right about one thing: capital is ruining free open-source software. What he's wrong about is everything else: the idea that WordPress.com isn't enshittifying (or confusing) at a much higher rate than WP Engine, the idea that WP Engine or Silver Lake are the only big players in the field, the notion that he's part of the solution and not part of the problem.

But he's started a battle where there are no winners but the lawyers who get paid to duke it out, and all the volunteers who've survived this long in an ecosystem increasingly dominated by big money are giving up and leaving.

Anyway if you got this far, consider donating to someone on gazafunds.com. It'll take much less time than reading this did.

[dixons-sunshine]

Hey!! I really REALLY love your girl dad Daryl series and I thought maybe I could request something :) Imagine Daryl building a doll house or something (maybe a cute little mini motorcycle) for his daughter I can totally see him doing something like that it’s all I can think about when I see this picture. He would totally get the materials from one of his supply runs because I headcanon that everytime he brings something for his daughter (like a doll or something)

His Motorcycle Princess | Daryl Dixon x Fem!Reader

Summary: When his daughter was born, Daryl swore to himself that he'd do everything in his power to ensure that she remained happy at all costs. So when she asked for her very own motorcycle, who was he to deny her that?

Genre: Fluff.

Era: Alexandria, post Saviour arc (the bridge exploding doesn't happen, so Daryl never goes looking for Rick and he's happily living in Alexandria).

Warnings: Swearing, slight suggestive talk.

Word count: 1.3k.

A/n: Okay but why can't Daryl be the father of my future kids? He'd be the best dad ever. All jokes aside, I hope you like this!

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“Daryl, may I ask what the fuck that is?” you asked in surprise at at the sight before you, folding your arms over your chest.

Daryl looked up from his workbench, his ocean coloured eyes meeting your eyes before glancing back down at the big pink object in front of him. “S'a toy bike,” he stated plainly, patting the toy for added effect.

“Okay,” you drawled, nodding your head slowly. “But... Why?”

“S'fer Hazel,” he explained, picking up a screwdriver and resuming his task of assembling the toy motorcycle. “She asked fer a bike like mine, but obviously I ain't 'bout to assemble a real one fer a five year old, so I got this instead.”

You walked down the steps into the garage and walked over to your husband, standing slightly behind him as you watched him tighten the screws of the toy. “Where'd you even get this?”

“I was lucky 'nough to find a toy store tha' was left relatively untouched. Found this hidin' behind one of the shelves,” he explained, glancing over to you and nervously gulping at the close proximity. It amazed him that even after so many years together, you still managed to make butterflies erupt in his stomach.

“Aah, okay,” you nodded, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. “Hazel is gonna freak out over this. This is gonna be her new favourite thing in the world.”

“Ya really think so?” Daryl asked, looking at you hopefully.

You smiled softly at him. There was lot of things people could say about the archer. People who didn't know him personally would call him rude, obnoxious and cold. Those who knew better would call him loyal, determined and caring. When it came to you, there was a lot you could say about your beautiful husband. He was kind, caring, loving, considerate, observant, and so much more. And you could also proudly say that Daryl was an amazing dad. Nobody was perfect and the archer had his moments that he wasn't proud of, but all in all, there was no denying that Daryl would do anything for your daughter.

“I know she'll love it,” you reassured him, wrapping your arms around him from behind and resting your chin on his shoulder. “You could bring her a painted rock and she'd love it. As long as it's from you, she doesn't care.”

“Nah, she hated tha' bunny I brought back fer her,” he replied, closing his eyes at the warm, soft feeling of you pressed against his back.

“It's only because it was covered in walker blood,” you explained. “After I washed it, she wouldn't let the thing go.”

Daryl couldn't deny that. The aforementioned toy had been a proud edition to Hazel's stuffed animal collection for two years at that point. She loved that bunny more than anything, favouring it to join her when she played tea parties with you and Daryl. It made the archer's heart swell with love, just knowing that his daughter appreciated what he did for her made everything worth it. All the battles he fought, all the blood that was shed, it was all worth it in the end. His wife and his daughter were safe, and he'd never been happier in his life than he was in those moments in the small home you shared in Alexandria.

With you still firmly pressed against his back, he got back to work. The toy was almost done; he only had a few finishing touches he had to do. Admittedly, it was a little harder to do so with you pressed against him from behind, but he refused to ask you to move. He'd much rather work on the toy for a few extra minutes than lose the comfort your mere touch brought him.

You watched his hands intently, your mind unwillingly wandering to a place that wasn't needed at that moment. However, you couldn't help it, the knowledge of what those hardworking hands could do in other activities taking over your senses.

“You know, this gives me deja vu,” you started, breaking the comfortable silence.

“Yeah? How so?” Daryl asked, tightening the last screw into the toy.

“Remember back when you were building your own bike five years ago?” you asked, continuing when he nodded. “Seeing you hard at work, doing something you were skilled at really did something to me. It was because you were building your bike that we even have a kid at all now. And now you're building a motorcycle for our kid.”

Daryl chuckled at the memory. “Never knew grease could turn ya on like tha' until then.”

“When it's on my handsome husband's hands? You best believe it does.”

Daryl turned around and wrapped his arms around you, staring down at you lovingly. “And now we have our own kid.”

“Our own little family,” you agreed, smiling up at him. “I love you, Dar.”

“Love ya too, peach.”

“Mama! Daddy!”

Before Daryl could lean down and capture your lips in his for a kiss, your daughter bounded down the steps. The two of you sent each other an amused look, reluctantly pulling apart. Hazel came over to Daryl and held her hands up in a silent plea to be picked up, and the archer complied.

“Hey there, Hazelnut,” Daryl greeted her with a fond smile, placing a light kiss to the top of her head.

“Hi, Daddy,” she giggled, sending a wave at you. “Hi, Mama!”

“Hi, Baby,” you chuckled, walking over to rub her hair affectionately. “Did you have a good nap?”

“Yeah! I'm ready to play now!” she exclaimed happily, a toothy smile on display.

“Well, how 'bout ya and I race our bikes?” Daryl questioned, capturing Hazel's attention.

“But Daddy, only you have a bike.”

“Not anymore,” you said in a playful tone, sharing an excited glance with the archer. “Daddy got you something.”

Daryl turned around with her in his arms and showed her the bright pink toy motorcycle. Hazel let out a surprised gasp before laughing in excitement, throwing her arms around Daryl's neck and hugging him as tightly as she could.

“Thank you, Daddy! Thank you! Thank you!” she exclaimed in excitement.

Daryl chuckled fondly and pressed a soft kiss to her temple. “Yer welcome, Hazelnut.”

“Now I can be like you!” she giggled, wiggling slightly to be put down. When she was, she ran over to the workbench and stared in awe at the toy.

“Yeah,” you agreed, walking over to her to ensure she didn't accidentally hurt herself with the tools that were still on the workbench. “You just need your own crossbow now.”

Hazel gasped in delight and turned to Daryl. “Daddy, can I get a crossbow?”

“'Course ya can. How else would ya help me on my hunts?”

“Yay!” Hazel happily clapped her hands. “Mama, I'm getting a crossbow!”

Daryl smiled and walked over to the two of you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder and playfully ruffling Hazel's hair. He chuckled at the giggle she let out, feeling content and comfortable as he listened to Hazel's babbling as she regarded over all the places she would go with her very own motorcycle, even to the moon. There was nothing better in his life than moments like these. This was what he fought for. And he would do it all over again if it meant keeping the two most important people in his life safe.

Because without you, his beautiful wife, and Hazel, your perfect daughter, his life would never be the same.

[breezymichelle99]

Waking Up In Vegas 💒💍 | LN

Summary: When a girls trip to the Vegas GP turns into a whirlwind weekend. What happens in Vegas definitely does not stay in Vegas. 🫣

Warnings: Smut! 18+, use of Y|N, Drunken Marriage, quick feelings, emotional Lando, sexual innuendo, p in v, oral,(f receiving), un protected sex, lying, partying, cursing, drinking, shower sex, secret marriage, serious adult conversations, princess treatment, use of husband and wife names, pet names, angsty(kind of), emotional goodbye, frustration, pregnancy. (As always please let me know if I have missed anything, and I apologize I edited this very late so sorry for any mistakes) also a bit long so sorry again.

A|N: Please remember this is a work of fiction and made just for fun. Some scenes in the story such as Lando partying and drinking before a race are unrealistic and made up to fit the story line, these ideas are not actual events. Please Enjoy 😀 (As noted previously this may be my last Posted Lando fic for a while 🥺)

You had just touched down in Las Vegas, you and your friends were just getting off the flight headed to baggage claim. Your heart was racing in your chest. You were finally here. You were finally going to spend your weekend in the Paddock at a Formula One Race, hopefully setting your eyes on handsome Mclaren Driver Lando Norris.

Once you settled into your hotel you and your girls decided to take full advantage of the free night and go out to a few clubs. You decided to slip on this very short black dress and black heels; which just so happened to be the only pair of red bottoms you would ever own, curling your long locks and doing your makeup to perfection. “Not still hoping to accidentally run into Lando Norris and fall madly in love are you?” your best friend jokes as she catches you primping to perfection. A light pink tint dusts your cheeks. “What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas, bestie.” you smirk at her as she rolls her eyes at you.

You’d been a fan of Lando’s for as long as you could remember, he was an incredibly talented driver and not to mention he was absolutely gorgeous. As much as you hoped you would some day get to meet him, you were foolish in thinking that you would ever be more than a fan to him. “Are you ready yet?” one of the girls calls to you as you were still in the bathroom putting on perfume. You open the bathroom door. “Yes I'm ready.” you say with a smirk grabbing your sparkly black clutch and heading through the door your best friend was holding open for everyone. You grabbed a cab and headed to your first destination. That’s when you saw him. Formula One’s future World Champion; Lando Norris and he was looking right at you.

You grab drinks and hit the dance floor pretending that the heat from his gaze wasn’t burning a hole right through you. Of course your best friend would notice your change in behavior and want to know what is wrong. “Why are you being weird all of a sudden?” she asks, looking around the club trying to spot what had put you at such unrest all of a sudden, when you had been so confident before heading out. That’s when she saw him, and he was heading in your direction. “Umm Sweetie, Lando Norris is here and he’s heading over here.” she says watching the panic set in on your face. She couldn’t help but smirk.

He looked absolutely stunning. His black button down was undone a few buttons, his green eyes sparkled in the lights of the club, his curly mullet messy but looked gorgeous on him. He stopped in front of you, eyes locked with yours. “Hello gorgeous.” he says, sweet British accent rolling off his tongue. Your best friend gives you a wink and steps away, leaving you to remember how to use your words. “Hi.” you manage, a rosie blush tinting your cheeks once again. There he was standing in front of you, calling you gorgeous, you thought your heart was going to pound right out of your chest. “Lando Norris.” he says leaning in to whisper his name into your ear as if you weren't well aware. “Formula 1 driver for McLaren, Lando Norris?” you ask, knowing the answer but wanting to seem like you knew something, you bring the rest of your drink to your lips. He watches, licking his own. “Guilty.” he blushes, his long fingers brush against your tanned arm giving you goosebumps immediately. . “You have me at a disadvantage though beautiful, it seems you know who I am, but you have yet to tell me who you are.” his breath is warm on your neck as he continues to whisper in your ear so you can hear him over the loud commotion of the club. “Y|N” you whisper leaning into him so you can whisper back into his ear. He licks his lips at the sound of your name in his ear. His arm wraps around your waist as he pulls your body to his. Your breath hitches in your throat. His hands were on you. This had to be a dream. “Let me get you another drink.” he says with a smirk. You nod your head. “Don’t go anywhere, I'll be right back.” he says. “I wouldn’t dream of it.” you wink finally finding your confidence. He disappears but returns a few minutes later with your drink before leading you out onto the dance floor. Your friends watching from a distance as you live out your fantasy.

His hands fall to your hips as you find a spot on the dance floor. The music is loud and your heart feels like it might bounce right out of your chest with every thump of the bass. Your arms fall around his muscled neck as you both sway to the music, eyes locked on each others. You two continue to dance, grinding on each other as the music changes. Lando can’t keep his hands off of you. You can’t keep the smile off your face. You had no idea how late it was getting but you knew you didn’t want to leave this moment with him. You feel a tap on your shoulder interrupting the moment. “I'm sorry babe but the girls are ready to go.” your bestie says looking from you back to your group of friends sitting at a table by the bar. You look back at her then back at Lando. You really didn’t want to go. Lando can tell you aren’t ready to leave him just yet, so he speaks up because he is also not ready for you to leave his arms. “I can make sure she gets back to the hotel safely.” he says looking at your best friend. “I mean if she’s not ready to leave yet, I can make sure she gets back to her room.” he says, his eyes were locked with your best friends now, the two of them making some secret binding pact with their eyes only. “Okay.” she whispers, looking at you who clearly did not want to go. “Be careful, call if you need.” she whispers just out of ear shot of Lando. She looked back at you once more but you had fallen back into Lando’s arms swaying to the music. She smiled letting you be. She collected the rest of your friend group and headed back to the hotel.

As the night went on, you and Lando continued dancing and drinking, knowing tomorrow he would have to be in the Paddock for a Race but that didn’t stop the two of you. The later the night got the more handsy Lando became and you were loving every single second you spent with him. At some point the two of you left the club with a few other drivers and found yourselves meandering the busy vibrant streets of Las Vegas together hand in hand. The last thing you remember from that night was Lando pulling you into his arms under the bright street lights and kissing your lips feverishly.

You wake up in an unfamiliar swanky hotel room. A gorgeous muscled tanned arm draped over you. It only took you a second to realize it was Lando and that you were naked in his bed. As you looked around you noticed clothes everywhere, including your thong hanging off the lamp next to the bed. You smirk as your eyes settle on several empty champagne bottles, realizing that must have been how your body had ended up this sticky. Your head was pounding. Something sparkly catches your eye and at this moment you finally jolt yourself awake. On your left ring finger was an absolutely stunning diamond ring with a wedding band. Your heart is pounding in your chest once again especially after you notice a band on Lando’s left hand that was now reaching for you.

“MMM Good Morning wife.” he smirks, still reaching for your body to pull to his. “Excuse me what?” you say still trying to figure out if this was a dream or had you really actually gotten married to freaking Lando Norris last night. You are fully awake now. He opened his gorgeous green eyes, staring at you. “Baby, don’t you remember we got married last night.” he says, rolling over to grab his phone, as he begins scrolling through his camera roll. “Holy shit! We’re married!” You say covering your mouth, looking down at him and then back at the photos in his camera roll, showcasing the pair of you at a little white chapel, sliding rings on each other's fingers, kissing each other passionately, and him Carrying you through the threshold of his hotel room kissing you wildly; a bottle of champagne in your hand that was wrapped around his muscled neck.. Your heart was racing. You didn’t even really know each other. What the fuck had you done?

You adjust on the bed, suddenly turning the moment serious. “Lando we don’t even know each other, we can’t be married. You don’t want to be married to me.” you say looking away, the gleam of your stunning ring catching your eye. Where did you even get this ring? It was gorgeous though. You realized your friends were calling and texting you, they must be losing their shit since you didn’t come back to the hotel last night. You send them a quick text letting them know you are okay, and that you would be there soon. Right now you need to figure this out. You hear Lando sigh beside you, as he finally sits up in bed, giving up on pulling you into his arms. He takes your hand, looking at you with those gorgeous eyes and you feel your heart flutter in your chest. “Who says I don’t want to be married to you?” he smiles as he once again tries to pull your body to his. “Seriously?” You question. You continue before he has a moment to protest or distract you. “I’m literally just me, I’m not a model, or an actress, or a size two by any means, I'm just plain old me Lando. I can’t imagine that’s someone you want to be married to, especially like this.” you protest. Lando smirks. His long fingers caress your face, the cold metal of his wedding band brushes against your cheek.

“You are gorgeous, baby, and being a normal girl who’s obsessed with me is the only thing i want.” he says kissing your lips. You can’t help but laugh. “I’m not obsessed with you.” you blush. He eyes you with a smirk. “Ohh I did my research baby, I know I'm the whole reason you were at the GP this weekend.” he chuckles at the look on your face. “IIII was actually coming to see uhhhh Charles…” you lie and he knows it. “Mmmhm I think that’s a lie baby girl.” he says nuzzling into your neck, kissing your soft skin. “Or else you would be married to him.” he whispers lips still kissing down your skin, earning a quiet moan from you, which makes him smile.

Why did you not remember a single second of this wedding, who had witnessed, who let this happen? Did you really have that much to drink last night? You roll your eyes and sigh trying your best not to give in to his perfect lips on your skin but you almost couldn’t help it. This conversation was far from over. “Lando please.” you beg, trying to be responsible and have an adult conversation about the situation that you were in. “We’ve known each other for one night.” you say. “One great night.” he smirks again. “LANDO.” you groan. This was serious and he was just grinning at you like a stupid idiot. You roll your eyes as you try to pull yourself from his embrace. “Alright alright.” he says finally realizing you weren't messing around, plus he did not want you to leave his arms, especially not like this. “I realize this is serious, but I don't regret it and I don't want you to either. How about we make a deal.” he says, pausing, watching you. “Okay?” you whisper still trying to wrap your head around the fact that, even though it was only one night he still wanted you, he didn’t regret being with you. Your heart sank in your chest. “You, me, Carlos and Charles are the only ones that know about us being married.” he pauses for a second. So those were the two you had to blame for allowing this to happen. You would indeed be murdering them when you saw them in the paddock this afternoon. You nod letting him know he should continue. “We keep the marriage a secret, we date. If you hate me in a month or two we’ll get the marriage annulled, if not we’ll stay together and eventually tell our friends and family that we’ve been married. Sure they will probably be mad but we can throw a big party, get remarried whatever they want. I just want you.” He says his lips, capturing yours in a heated kiss. How could you say no to that?

Your arms wrapped around him pulling his toned body above yours, he moans finally getting what he wanted. “We should shower.” he says, licking a sticky spot on your neck. “I really should get back to my room and change.” you moan, eyes closing, back arching, nails digging into his muscled back as he kissed down your skin. “Give me two seconds I can have something brought up for you to wear.” he smirks, reaching over to grab his phone, calling a number quickly, saying a few words then tossing his phone back on the bed, his body returning to yours as if it never left. “Now how about that shower?” he asks again, those gorgeous green eyes burning holes through you. This was going to be harder than you thought. You nod. He practically yanks you from bed as you giggle following his lead. He turns on the water making sure it’s warm enough before pulling your warm wet naked body into his. You moan into his mouth as his lips capture yours roughly and you find your back against the cold tile of the shower wall. His long fingers trailing water drops down your warm skin. Your thigh wrapped around his as you find him deep inside you, making you scream his name, echoing through the tiled shower walls. “God you’re so fucking perfect for me.” he says thrusting into you once more. “Fuck Lando please.” you beg him and he smirks. “Anything for my beautiful wife.” he says, feeling your body go limp in his arms as you cum for him, he follows right behind you.”God you’re beautiful, baby.” he whispers, kissing you slowly. “I guess this means, you agree to my deal?” he says with a smirk. You smile realizing you hadn’t ever answered him earlier. “Yes, We should date, to get to know each other and go from there.” you agree. He nods. You finish your shower, he washes your hair, and takes care of you, wrapping you up in a towel kissing on your skin gently. He catches you staring at him. “What is it?” he asks, eyes soft and sweet in return. You blush realizing you’ve been caught admiring your now husband. “Nothing.” you pause. “This just doesn’t feel real, it feels like a fever dream. I'll wake up disappointed from soon.” You admit. Looking away from him. You hear the sound of his bare feet on the bathroom floor coming towards you. His long fingers tilt your chin so you are forced to look up at him. “Trust me baby, this is all real and you are 100% mine.” he smirks as he leans down, capturing your lips with his. It was a few minutes before he pulled his lips from yours. “Now come on Angel, we have a paddock to stun.” he smirks with a wink as he turns from the bathroom.

Lando hadn’t been kidding when he said he could get you everything you needed in two minutes, by the time you got out of the shower pretty much anything and everything you needed to get ready for your paddock debut had been delivered to his room, including breakfast. You settled on this cute skirt but you wanted to spice it up a bit. “What is that look?” Lando asks, seeing you with that thinking look on your face, brows furrowed. “Can I look in your closet?” you ask with a smirk. Lando chuckles. “Of course darling, go ahead.” he says with a small smile watching to see what you were doing. You slide open the door to the closet rummaging through his shirts, when you settle on one of his baby blue button downs. “Perfect. You whisper. Pulling it from the hanger and skipping back to the bed where your skirt and shoes waited. Lando watched you, eyes full of love. Though he had just met you and you were still getting to know each other he felt like you had been with him his whole life, like there was no one else in the world that was made for him. “Be right back.” you whisper kissing him slowly before disappearing into the bathroom to do something with your hair and make-up and get dressed.

When you finally exited the bathroom Lando was already dressed and ready to go. He looked up from his phone as he heard the bathroom door open. He gasped as he watched you exit it. “What?” you said looking at yourself in the mirror hoping it wasn’t too much or not enough. “You look perfect.” he says walking to you, his hands finding your hips. “One more thing.” he whispers. He grabs a Mclaren paddock pass and drops it around your neck. “Had this brought up too.” he says, kissing your cheek. You blush. “Spoiling me already, Mr. Norris.” you whisper as you grab your bag and your phone ready to head to the track with him. You feel his hand in yours pulling you to him. “Absolutely, Mrs.Norris.” he grins. You take him in with a sigh. You noticed he had taken his wedding band off and slid it on to his right hand. He notices the smile fade from your eyes, as you look down to your own hand. “Guess I can’t be wearing this.” you sigh, taking off your ring. Lando takes it from your hand placing it in the safe. “Here.” says handing you the wedding band back, sliding it onto the ring finger of your right hand and kissing it gently. “Then you’ll still have me.” he whispers. This secret seemed so unfair because all you wanted to do was scream it from the rooftops but you knew what you had to do. “Ready baby?” he asks. You smile. “Ready” you say, taking his hand. He leads you out of the room and to the lobby where a Mclaren was waiting in valet for you. He opens the door and you thank him. You had already texted your friends letting them know you would meet them at the race. They were dying to know where you had disappeared too. Lando’s hand had found your thigh as soon as he slid into the driver's seat. Here goes nothing. You think to yourself as you try and prepare yourself for the whirlwind that was about to become your life.

You and Lando talk and laugh all the way to the driver’s parking lot at the Las Vegas Grand Prix, it was almost like you had been married for years and not since yesterday. As you drive in you notice all the fans and you know the world is going to be a buzz here soon. You sigh. Lando looks over at you noticing your sudden change in behavior and the nervousness. He rubs your thigh with his warm palm. “It’s going to be okay baby, I’ve got you always don’t forget that.” he smiles over at you leaning in his lips capturing yours. “Thank you.” you whisper into his lips touching his face with your fingertips memorizing every crease, every dimple, every line as if as soon as you open the door and head into the paddock the dream will end. He gives you a look after letting you settle for a few minutes. “Here goes nothing.” you sigh. He smirks, taking your hand as he helps you out. “You’ve got this love, we’ve got this.” he says, kissing your cheek gently as he takes your hand once again leading you into the paddock. As you go in he’s giving you the rundown about everything, how the paddock walk would go, how the race day breakdown would go, pretty much everything you would need to know.

You follow Lando hand in hand as he swipes in and leads you through to McLaren hospitality. There were hundreds of fans screaming and calling his name. You pause. “If you want to sign some autographs you don’t have to pass because of me I can wait for you over here.” you say with a sweet smile that makes lando’s heart flutter. “You’re the best baby.” he says, kissing your cheek and squeezing your hand. You blush at the public display. You just understood what it was like to be a fan, and you knew that even one second of acknowledgment from him could make someone's whole day or year and you wouldn’t want to keep someone from experiencing that. So you step off to the side and watch in sweet admiration for your secret husband. He was so cute and sweet with everyone and the way he was with kids had you on the verge of tears from the sweetness. You hadn’t noticed that he had returned to you. His lips pressed to your gently. “Ready to go love?” he says, taking back your hand in his. You nod. Following him to mclaren. You hadn’t stopped staring at him. “What is it?” he asks. You smile. “The way you were with that little boy back there was so sweet.” you blush trying to quell the dirty thought you had of him putting a baby in you. You swallow hard. “I love getting to meet the little ones. They are always so sweet and shy.” he says watching your eyes sparkle. He smirked. He knew immediately where your mind had gone and he decided to help it along a bit. you had to stop for a crowd of people trying to reach their destination and he took advantage of the moment to whisper in your ear. “Maybe someday I’ll put a baby in you, you’d look so beautiful with my little mini growing inside of you.” he practically moans in your ear, you let out a hushed breath, if you had been sitting your thighs would have clenched together. “Lando.” you practically moan looking up at him beside you. Your cheeks flush with the heat he just sent rushing through your veins. “Such a perfect image of the future” he says watching you bite your lip knowing those dirty little images were dancing around in your head now. You give him a look and he goes back to being on his best behavior.

When you reach Mclaren you see Charles and Carlos waiting for Lando there. You shoot them both a look. This morning you really wanted to murder them when you saw them but now you kind of wanted to thank them. You knew Lando had a ton of things to do to get ready. “I’m going to find my friends, I’m sure they all think i've been kidnapped and will be shortly sending out the swat team.” you laugh. “If that’s alright?” you add. Lando still hadn’t let go of your hand. “You’ll be back before the race right?” he asks. You smile. “I’ll meet you in your driver’s room before you go out, if you’d like?” you say as you watch the paddock around you buzz with excitement. “Please.” he says. You can’t help but smile. “Of course.” you say giving him a quick kiss and heading off to find your friends. Lando watches you leave him, unable to wipe the smirk from his perfect pouty lips. Charles and Carlos finally join Lando for a quick rundown of last night's events. “How’d she take waking up married to you.” Carlos teases him. Lando chuckles. “Well I thought she was going to murder the two of you when she found out you allowed this to happen, but she came around. We decided to keep the marriage a secret for now and date, so the pair of you are sworn to secrecy until further notice.” Lando says giving them both a death glare of his own.. They both run their fingers over their lips as if to say our lips are sealed. “You honestly look really happy, man.” Carlos says, slapping his buddy on the shoulder. Lando can't help but blush. He lets out a sigh twisting his wedding band around his finger. “I honestly really am, I haven't felt this good in ages, I really hope we can make this work.” he says remembering the deal he had made with you earlier this morning. Charles catches the look in his eyes and smiles. “Mate I saw the way she looks at you there's absolutely no denying you two will make this work.” The three of them head into their respective drivers meetings. Lando wondering how things were going with your friends .

“OMG finally.” your best friend calls to you as she sees you walking toward them through the busy paddock. She immediately notices the hickey on your neck and the McLaren paddock pass that hangs around it, and your adorable outfit with the shirt that clearly wasn’t yours. She smirks. “Well well well, seems you had a very good night missy.” she teases you as she points to the prominent bruise on your neck. You gasp. Cupping your hand around your neck, praying to god that wasn’t visible in the thousands of photos that were just taken of you as you entered the paddock with Lando. “Seems you did.” one of your other friends says as she turns her phone around to show you a twitter article about you and Lando. “Prince Of Mclaren off the market?” The headline read; a picture of you kissing right after he had done his little autograph signing. You blush. Ohhh he's definitely off the market. You think to yourself, knowing that was your husband and also replaying his words from earlier. The sound of your best friend's voice pulls you from your daze. “So please give us the dirty details.” she insists,taking your hand. You blush. “Before we get into the dirty details, I have to meet Lando back at his drivers room before the race, he said we can all watch from Mclaren hospitality if we wanted, they would know we were coming.” you say everyone gasping. “Omg yes!!! Best day ever! I'm so glad you met him.” one of them shouts. “I guess that’s a yes then.” your best friend says. You look at your watch leading them that way, not really wanting to stray too far from Lando anyways.

As you get shown to Mclaren hospitality memories from last night finally begin to come back to you; the moment you left the club, you and lando wrapped up in each other, laughing and kissing, Carlos and Charles making fun of you every step of way, the way lando held you as you danced under a random streetlight, his hands setting your skin on fire for him, the way his eyes had lit up when you passed that little white chapel, Carlos and Charles begging the two of you to think about this but neither of you you would hear it, lando popping into the little jewelry store nextdoor. (so that’s how you got that gorgeous ring) you sigh you really wished you had it on your finger right now but you knew this was the way it had to be for now. The memories continue to come back in beautiful flashes now: the way Lando was looking at you as he held your hand as he was asked to resight his vows to you, the way his thumb rubbed little circles over your hand as you said I DO back to him, him leaning in to kiss your lips so passionately you thought you might melt into him, The way Charles and Carols hollered and clapped for you as lando took your hand and led you down the aisle and out of the little white chapel, heading back to the hotel snagging some champagne from somewhere as Lando carried you up to his suite, Carlos and Charles making sure you both got there safety. The way he had your dress off in seconds, campagne dripping from your body as he worshiped his new wife with his perfect tongue in all the best ways. You clear your throat trying not to let anyone notice your flushed skin as you recall your “Wedding night” with Lando, how gentle yet rough he had been with you. You sigh again. The sound of an unfamiliar voice knocks you out of your trip down memory lane. “Sorry Miss, Mr. Norris set everything up for you and your friends, he asked me to tell you to come to his Driver’s room whenever you’ve settled in, he’s finished with his meetings.” one of the sweet Mclaren staff says. You nod thanking them.

“I seriously can’t believe you hooked up with Lando Norris, your literal dream.” your best friend says hugging you. You knew it was just because your relationship with Lando had gotten her into McLaren hospitality and not out in the grandstands where they were supposed to be. “It still all seems so unreal, I'm hardly believing it myself, I keep thinking I'll wake up soon and it will all be just a dream I had.” you say your friends notice the worry in your eyes. “Oh girl don’t you worry I saw the way he looked at you, there is no denying this is wayyyyyy more than a dream sweetie.” she says. A part of you wished you could tell them about the marriage, you really wanted them to know just how happy you really were but you knew it was for the best just in case you know it didn’t work out. Your heart ached at the thought. You absentmindedly twirled the diamond band around your finger. “Alright.” you say changing the subject. “You girls settle in, I'm going to see Lando before the race. I'll be back in a bit please behave and don’t embarrass me or Lando okay.” you warn with a stern look, knowing it wasn’t just about you anymore. They all nod, settling in as you leave. You wander around really wishing you had asked Lando where exactly his driver's room was. “Looking for someone.” you hear a voice. “Oscar.” you say. He smiles. “Sorry, I'm looking for Lando, could you help me find his driver's room, I'm such an Idiot I've forgotten where it is.” you say. He notices your McLaren paddock pass and opts to help. “You’re going to go down the hall there and make a left at the end. He's the first one on the right.” he says. “Thank you so much, Good Luck today.” you say. He nods, wondering about this beautiful new girl headed to his teammates room.

Finally you found it. You knock. The door opens in seconds. “Sorry, I probably should have asked you where I was going.” you laugh and so does Lando. He pulls you into his arms immediately. You noticed he had some pre-race nervousness. “What's wrong?” you ask him, melting into his touch. “Just nerves as always.” he says. You knew this fact about him even before you were together. You smile touching his face with your hands. “You are going to be great Lando Norris.” you whisper, capturing his lips with yours, he melts into your body, a quiet moan leaves his lips, you can’t help smirk. “Save that for after the race Mr. Norris.” you giggle. You hear him sigh. “I love that sound so much.” he admits. You blush. There was a knock on the door. “Lights out in 2.” you heard and knew that meant he had to me heading to the grid for the anthem and what not. “Roger that.” he says even though his eyes nor his hands had left you. He tucks a piece of your hair behind your ear. “You are damn beautiful.” he says. You can’t help but blush and look away from his intense gaze. “Thanks baby.” you finally whisper. “You better get going.” you say not wanting to hold him up and get him in trouble. He nods. “Good Luck, you know where I’ll be.” you say kissing his lips softly. “Gunna win this one for my wife.” he smirks. God you loved hearing that. “She’ll be waiting at the checkered.” you say kissing him once more. You stop to take one last look at your husband preparing for a race before you head back to your friends. “Babe wait.” he says, grabbing your hand. “What is it?” you ask him. “Will you hold this for me, I don’t want to wear it in the car and lose it. I'd rather it be safe with you.” he says handing over his wedding band to you. “I’ll guard it with my life.” you whisper. Sliding it onto your necklace, he clasps it back for you. You kiss him goodbye once more and head back to Mclaren hospitality..

“How’s your boy?” your best friend asks. You blush. “He’s fine a little nervous as usual but he’ll be fine once he’s on track, he’s starting P4 today so he needs a good start so he can get to the front early.” you say. They all laugh. “Look at you Miss. F1.” They all joke. “Look I know my racing, you all know that even before I met Lando so shut it.” you nervously tug on the band around your necklace, trying to channel him and send all the good luck and love his way. The race began. He got a good start showcasing some amazing overtaking skills. He was in second now with George leading. The laps ticked off slowly, the closer to lap 50 it got the more you paced, pretty sure you were ruining the rug in the suite in McLaren hospitality but you couldn’t help it. Once again your manicured fingers tugged on that ring around your neck, never letting it go until the checkered flag waved, Lando ending in P2. you jumped up and down, you'd take p2. “Come on, let's go!! We have to see him on the podium” you giggle excitedly. As you race out of the suite and down to the track waiting for him to take that second step up there. You knew he was in the cool down room discussing the race right now with George and Carlos. It wasn’t long before Carlos appeared taking his step in third. Your heart was racing. “Here he comes.” you hear beside you. The smile could not be removed from your face. As they call his name he steps out looking around for you, seeing you, locking eyes with you immediately. He sends a wink your way and you almost melt. He’s so perfect. They play the British national anthem for George and then the champagne celebration begins. Lando of course doing his famous champagne pop celebrating George because he knew you were watching. “Your eyes are literal hearts right now.” one of your friends notices. You bush again. “Can’t help it” you say, “I'm so proud of him.” you watch the celebration for a few more minutes before you head back. “I'm sure you will want to celebrate with Lando, so I’m going to take the girls back to get something to eat and get ready for our flight out.” your best friend says.

“Thank you for everything.” you say she hugs you tight. You hadn’t even thought about leaving. The sudden dark cloud fell over you. You knew this was a discussion you would have to have with Lando and soon. You pushed those thoughts from your mind as you searched for him in the McLaren garage . “Y|N” you hear from behind you. You turn to see him, fire suit unzipped and loose around his hips, curly mullet messy and sweaty; he looked absolutely perfect. You run to him. “P2 that's so great baby.” you say throwing your arms around him not caring about how sweaty he was or the fact that he was dripping in champagne. His arms wrapped around you tightly. He smiled as he leaned down his lips devouring yours hungrily, you wrapped your arms around his muscled neck, you never wanted to let him go. His hands slid down your back to your ass where they rested for a moment as he kissed you. His lips separated from yours slowly. “I have some media to finish, do you mind waiting for me in my driver's room.” he asks you with gorgeous green eyes never leaving yours. You nod. “Of course not.” you whisper kissing the tip of his nose. “Go, I'll be waiting.” you smile at him. He winks at you squeezing your hand before letting go and heading towards the media pen, which he was already late too. You watch him disappear before heading to his drivers room to wait for him. As you sat there waiting for him to return you decided to do the one thing you had been avoiding; scroll through social media. There you were; hand in hand with him. Most of the comments were sweet but of course there were some not so sweet. You reposted a few to your social media, including a few posts from some of his sweet fan pages before you decided to get off before you got in too deep and that was something you didn’t want to do.

As you sat there waiting for Lando you noticed his phone light up on the table beside you, you weren't trying to be nosey but his wallpaper caught your eye. You smile. It was a picture of you and him, Carlos or Charles must have taken it, it was when you were kissing under that street light right before you had ran into the little white chapel. You really wanted this to work between you, it had literally been less than 24 hours but being with him was all you wanted, and you’d do just about anything to keep the way you felt with him right now for ever. You decided to follow his lead and go through your camera roll, setting a picture of him lying next to you in bed this morning, eyes bright hair messy looking so happy and peaceful there beside you as your wallpaper. You heard voices and then the door began to open. “Hey beautiful.” he whispers. “Hey there hubby.” you smirk. “I like the sound of that.” he grins as he leans over you to give you a kiss. “How was the media?” you ask as he sits beside you taking off his boots. He smiles. His long fingers come up to hold your cheek. “They had a lot of race questions and a few about you.” he smirks. You can’t help but blush and wonder what his answers were. “Oh yeah?” you ask not wanting to push him too much into telling you what he was asked or what he said in response. He wrapped you up into his arms tightly. You giggle. “Yeah they asked me about the absolutely stunning girl who I had on my arm today.” he says, kissing your neck slowly. You whine. “Mmm and what exactly did you tell them Mr. Norris?” you ask only slightly distracted by his lips trailing down your neck and his long fingers tracing your skin under your shirt. You hear him chuckle. “Well.” he says, nuzzling into your neck. “I said that you are my beautiful girlfriend, who I’ve been seeing privately and we decided together to make our paddock debut.” he smirks. You chuckle. “Well that was a beautiful way to introduce your drunken one night stand wife..” you joke. But you notice he did not laugh. His eyes meet yours, looking a little upset.

“What’s wrong?” you ask your fingers touching his cheek he melts into your touch. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean it that way, I was just trying to be funny.” you say immediately realizing what you had said. He stayed silent. “You know I want this right? You know I want to make this work with you more than anything.” you say trying anything you could to make him see it was just a joke and you would never make it again. Finally after the most excruciating few minutes of your life he speaks up. “I know I’m sorry.” he says “I shouldn't have taken what you said so seriously, I know you want this, so do I.” he says his lips capture yours, you wrap your arms around his neck deepening the kiss. He pulls his lips away slowly, his eyes are looking deep into yours, a deep silence fills his driver's room. “You know this is more than a drunken one night stand to me right?” he whispers, his long fingers brushing your cheek you can’t help but melt into his warm touch. “Lando of course I know that, you’ve shown me nothing but love and support in the last 24 hours and there is nothing more that I could ask for, baby. Please know I was just joking and I wouldn’t want to trade a second of what we have for anything. You are my husband Lando Norris. Forever.” you say taking the ring off of your necklace and sliding it back onto his ring finger where it belongs. “Always and forever.” you whisper the words he had said to you during your vows. He smiles. “Always and forever.” he says back, taking the ring off your right hand and sliding it back onto your left ring finger, kissing it gently and then kissing you. “How bout I shower and then we do something for dinner. Your girls are okay right?” he asks. You smirk remembering your morning in the shower with him. “That sounds perfect, and yes they are fine they went back to the hotel to pack and eat.” you say. Knowing the conversation about leaving was going to be one you needed to have with him but you didn’t really want to have it right now. You see Lando’s smile fade. “We can talk about it later baby, go shower.” you smirk into his lips as he leans down to kiss you once more.

“No convincing you to join me?” he asks with a cheeky smirk peeking out from the shower. “No way Norris and ruin this hair and make up look before dinner, I don’t think so.” you laugh. His heart flutters again. “Definitely ruining it after dinner though, you can count on that wife.” you can’t help but laugh. “Counting on it, husband.” you shout so he can hear you over the shower, you can hear him laugh. It’s only a few minutes before he’s out of the shower and dressed, ready to go. You had packed all of his things while he was in the shower so he was ready to go when he got out. “You smell amazing.” you whisper your mind considering room service immediately. He winks at you as he grabs his backpack and then your hand. “Thanks baby.” he says, leaning in to kiss your neck which has you quietly moaning his name in response.. He checks his driver's room one more time to make sure he hasn’t forgotten anything and then you head out, back to his car in the driver’s parking lot.

He opens the door for you and you slide in. you look up at him with a gorgeous smile. You sigh. Dear lord, you say to yourself. I think I'm in love with this man. Lando tossed his bag in the back and then slid into the driver's seat, starting the car and sliding his warm palm onto your thigh. You look over at him, intertwining your fingers with his. You never wanted to leave this life with him. On your way out of the parking lot you pick somewhere for dinner on the strip and head in that direction, laughing and joking the whole ride. Once at the restaurant you two sit and talk about what’s going to happen once you leave your little bubble in Vegas, deciding to visit Monaco whenever you can and to attend races with Lando as much as you could. “What's on your mind?” you ask him as you sit at a red light headed back to his hotel. He looks over at you, bringing your hand that was tangled with his to lips kissing it gently. You can’t help but smile “Talk to me Lan.” you say hearing him sigh. “We can make this work, you know that right?” he says. You can tell he's been fighting with some emotions since dinner and he’s finally found the courage to bring them up. You smile over at him. “Yes, Lan, I know we can. I’ll do anything and everything to see to it and I hope you feel the same. I know us being together this way is unconventional but I wouldn’t trade this time with you for anything, getting to know you, spending time with you, kissing you, being your wife secret or not. It's been a whirlwind but a dream and I wouldn't want it any other way.” you say leaning over to kiss his lips passionately, he melts into your lips and you don’t separate until the light turns green and the car behind you honks at you to get going. You both can’t help but blush. “I can’t believe this is our last night together.” he sighs. “Well we better make the most of it then husband.” you smirk at him as you slide his warm hand down your thigh and under your skirt, licking your lips. “Ohh fuck yeah baby girl.” he practically moans, pressing on the gas pedal as you feel his long index stroke your clit slowly, your head dropping back against the head rest. “Mmmm Lando..” you moan, eyes closing letting yourself enjoy him. “Fuck baby your so sexy, I can’t wait to get you back to the hotel. We’re almost there, please be a good girl and wait for me.” he asks, his eyes darting from you to the road as he tries his best to focus on one destination at a time. He brings his long finger up to his lips, licking it clean. He hears you whine. You hear him chuckle. Before you know it Lando is handing over the keys to the hotel valet, and practically yanking you out of the passenger seat. His backpack slung over one shoulder as he led you up to his room.

Almost before the elevator doors close his lips are on you. You toss your head back giving him better access to you, your hands are running through his curly mullet, tugging it gently every once in a while when the pressure of his lips is too much, you hear him groan against your skin. “Lan.” you moan his name. His lips stop kissing your neck, hands stop roaming your body, his eyes locked with yours suddenly. “What is it?” you say biting your lip. “Back in the car when you said you’d do anything to make us work?” he pauses, searching your eyes for answers he wasn’t sure he would find there. “Yeah?” you whisper. “I will too, anything. I want; this, us, you more than anything fuck unconventional. It’s you baby.” he devours your lips before you can respond. His lips separate from yours as the bell on the elevator dings and the doors open. He smirks at you and pulls you from the elevator and towards the room. He already has the key in his hand. Your hand is wrapped tightly around his bicep as you wait for him to open the door. He’s got it open in seconds and he's pulling you inside, sliding the do not disturb sign onto the door before closing it. You're both out of your clothes before you reach the bed, leaving a trail in your wake. He’s on his back on the bed before you know it, your hips straddling him. “Fuck you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen.” he says kissing on your skin. You moan in response. Before you can think twice he’s on top of you now, long fingers dancing across your skin lips following behind, worshiping your body like only he can.

You wiggle beneath him begging him for more. You hear him chuckle. “Don’t run baby.” he says, his green eyes sparkling down at you. “I can’t help it, I want you so badly Lando.” you practically moan. He smirks. “You can have me anytime baby.” he says licking his lips as he grabs your thigh wrapping it around his hip gripping it tightly as he gently slides into you, wasting no time. Your back arching off the mattress into him with each and every thrust of his hips matching his rhythm. He leans down to capture your lips with his, hips slowing, drawing out the moment of pleasure for both of you, his chain dangling onto your chest, the cold metal sending goosebumps across your skin, his lips leaving a trail of hickeys across your skin leaving a gentle reminder of him as you prepare to leave him tomorrow. “Don’t fight it baby, cum for me.” he says already feeling you tightening around him, he was close too. You gripped onto his back leaving scratches all the way down his muscled back and biceps. “Lan baby.” you moan loudly, biting your lip, your hips crashing desperately into his. “That a girl.” he groans, tossing his head back as he finishes deep inside you. “God baby girl, I don’t want you to leave me.” he says breathing heavily beside you now, pulling you into his arms, long fingers gently stroking your warm skin.. You sigh as you lay beside him, fingertips dancing over his warm tan chest.

“I know Lan, I don’t want to either but I’ll be at the next race and we can facetime, and I will come and see you as much as I can in Monaco and you can come and see me if you want. If we really want this to work between us we will.” you say kissing his lips slowly enticing a quiet moan from his soft lips. You smirk. “Will you stay the night?” he asks quietly, not wanting to take his eyes off of you in case you would disappear. You smirk, kissing his skin gently. “Of course, I will baby.” he pulled you above him, hips straddling either side of him. “Such a great view.” Lando smirks lips attaching to your skin instantly, fingers gripping your hips. “Lando!” you giggle. “I love hearing that sound, almost as much as I love hearing your moans, princess.” he says with a sly smile. His lips stop kissing your skin as he looks up at you. “What is it Lando Norris?” you ask fingers caressing his cheek, he melts into your touch. “I have something for you.” he says, reaching over into the bedside table and digging around for a second. “Got it.” he laughs making you laugh as he scrunches his nose, he rolls back over looking up at you. “I know that you can’t really wear this but I want you to have it.” he says holding your diamond ring between his long fingers. He takes your hand sliding the band and gorgeous diamond ring onto your beautifully manicured finger, then kissing your hand gently. “You know I'd love nothing more.” you watch as he slides his band back on his ring finger and you kiss his knuckles. “I hate that you won't be wearing this either, nobody knowing your mine.” you whisper with a sigh breaking the intense eye contact you have with him looking away so he doesn’t see the tears in your eyes. His long fingers tipping your chin back towards him. “I’ll make you a deal.” he says. You look back down at him. “Okay?” you question him. His long fingers caress your cheek holding you there in his gaze, wiping away a runway tear.

“Wear the ring when you’re with me, wear the band everywhere else, I’ll wear my pole ring from Monza on my ring finger, and no one will know the difference, But I will. Just for now until we figure this thing out okay?” you melt into his touch. “I think I can work with that. For now.” you wink. “Good.” he says with a gentle sweet smile kissing your lips softly. “How ‘bout a shower and some cuddles before bed?” he asks with a mischievous little smirk. You blush. “Lead the way hubby.” you smirk getting out of bed and allowing him to pull you towards the huge hotel bathroom. After another round in the shower you and Lando snuggle into bed, allowing all your worries about the future to disappear into each other's arms. You wake up slowly to the sound of your phone ringing. You roll over to grab it hearing Lando groan beside you, you can’t help but smirk as he tries to hold you in bed next to him. “Are you planning to stay forever with Mr. Norris or are you leaving with us?” your best friend asks as soon as you say hello. You laugh. “Well i’d like to stay forever but yes i'm leaving with you guys. Mind bringing my suitcase to the airport?” you ask as you scoot over allowing Lando to wrap his arms around you once more. You try to hide your groan as you feel his hands on you. “Sure it’s not like you even unpacked it, we’ll see you soon.” she says. “Thanks, see you soon.” you say putting your phone back on the bed side table and rolling back over into lando’s arms. “How much time do we have?” he asks, holding you tighter. “Two hours, I bought us time by not having to go back to my room to get my stuff.” you say. “Okay.” he whispers softly as he calls down for some breakfast. “Can’t have you flying away from me starving.” he jokes. “I wish I didn’t have too, but it won't be long till we are back together baby. I promise.” you say watching him as he gets up from your arms and puts his boxers on searching around the room. You laugh as you watch him. “What are you doing Lan?” you ask covering your mouth so he doesn’t hear your giggle.

He winks at you from the closet. You shake your head as you follow his lead and begin getting ready. Trying to find your underwear. “Have you seen my…” you pause as you turn around to see Lando holding your thong between his fingers. “Looking for this?” he asks with a devious smirk on his lips. You nod, reaching to grab it. He pulls away quickly. “I don’t think so baby.” he says, stuffing the thong into the pocket of the pants he had just put on. “Lando stop playing, I can’t wear this skirt with no underwear. Are you kidding me? On a plane I don’t think so, please give them back.” you protest with a pout. He chuckles leaning in to kiss your lips pulling your pouting bottom lip between his teeth causing you to moan quietly into his mouth. “Mmmhmm.” he grins as he pulls away from you. “You won't be wearing that skirt.” he says pointing over to the bed where he had carefully placed a pair of his LN sweatpants and a hoodie. You smirk. “Planning to deck me out in your merch and mark your territory, Norris?” you chuckle as you pull him towards you kissing his lips gently, slowly, savoring every second you have with him. His hands fall to your hips as he pulls you to him as close as he can get. “Absolutely, yes.” he says looking down at you, your eyes locking with his. “I’ll wear them Proudly.” you say pulling yourself from his body and grabbing the borrowed garments from the bed. “That’s my girl.” he says, smacking your ass as you walk by him towards the bathroom. You look back at him from the door leaning against it. “What?” he asks, catching you staring at him as he finishes getting ready. “Just admiring my husband.” you say memorizing all his perfect features then closing the door. You change quickly and reenter the room, Lando was on the phone, you sat beside him with your hand on his thigh, his fingers intertwined with yours. “Alright man, I’ll talk to you in a bit, I’ll be flying out later today for Monaco, I'll let you know when I land. Alright love you too bro.” he tosses his phone back onto the bed. “Sorry that was Max, wondering when I was flying out.” he says “Oh no problem, you’re not flying out till later?” you ask him. He nods. “I’ll be back in Monaco late tonight.” he hears you hmm in response. You hated that you were going to be so far away from him.

You catch him checking his watch. “We better be getting going.” he says you hear the hesitation in his voice. “I Suppose.” you say. “It won’t be that bad, baby, I promise.” his lips find yours. “I know.” you say taking his hand making sure you’ve got everything from his room, he’d given you one of his backpacks for your clothes that you did have with you, and had your dress from the first night dry cleaned and sent to your place back home. You were pretty sure your new husband was a god send. “Got everything?” he asks. You nod. “Everything except you.” you say not really realizing the words had slipped from your lips. You knew this was not going to be easy once you made it to the airport, you knew even though this wasn’t goodbye, it was still going to break your heart. “It will be alright baby, I promise. I know I keep saying it but it’s true.” he knew like you that this goodbye even though it wasn’t really goodbye, was going to break his heart, even in this short amount of time he had already begun to fall in love with you and he couldn’t imagine what not having you in his life every day was going to feel like, he knew it would feel like a piece of him was missing. He feels you squeeze his hand. His eyes meet yours. “We got this.” you whisper a sweet smirk on your face as you two leave his hotel room headed to the airport.

Lando had called down for the car and it waited in valet as he opened the door and watched as you slid in looking up at him. He winks at you before closing the door. He gets into the driver's side without another word and before you know it you are headed to the airport, the pair of you trying to find the words to say to each other. In the midst of the silence Lando’s thumb was rubbing slow circles over the top of your hand that he was holding. It was only a few minutes drive from the hotel to the airport and the closer you got, the harder your heart thumped in your chest. Almost like he could hear it from the driver seat Lando squeezed your hand. Your heartbeat steadies as you look over at him with a sweet smile. Light conversation picks up between the two of you as you plan your next meeting and Lando making sure he has all the details to fly you out to his next race. The car stops as Lando parks in short term parking so he can go in with you. Your friends had texted that they were waiting for you right before the security gate. He opens the door for you and takes your hand, the backpack you borrowed slung over his shoulder. You walk together holding hands and talking sweetly to each other. you hear your name and you look ahead to see your friends waving at you. You stop with a sigh biting your bottom lip, already feeling the tears welling in your eyes. “Hey hey don’t do that, please.” he begs, his thumb coming up to your cheek to trap a runaway tear beneath it. “I'm sorry I can’t help it.” you say softly not really wanting to cause a scene in the middle of the busy airport. “Y|N, we gotta go.” you hear your best friend calling to you. You sigh again. “Okay.” you whisper. “Call me when you land, okay? Let me know you're safe?” he says. “I will, I promise. Have a safe flight to Monaco okay.” you say. “I will, I promise. If i don’t answer i'm probably on my flight I’ll call you back when I land. I'm not sure what time that will be.” he says. “I don’t care, just let me know you’re there safe.” you say. His hand found your hip and began to pull you towards him. The two of you just staring into each other's eyes not daring to say the words you both dread. Lando sighs as he leans down to capture your lips with his. “This isn’t goodbye so I'm not going to say, I'm just going to say I miss you already beautiful girl.” he kisses you once more, you pull him in as close to you as you can trying to imprint the feel of his body onto yours, his scent, his touch. You pull from him. “I Miss you already, my handsome husband.” you pause as Lando smiles and you are reminded that everything is going to be okay. There's a moment of silence. “You know in order for me to go, you have to let go of me.” you laugh. “Ha sorry baby.” he says letting go. You kiss him one more time as he lets you go and you head towards your friends, who are starting to get impatient with you.

You turn around once more looking at the man you are leaving behind for now, your future, your husband, your soulmate. He had turned to leave, not wanting to make things harder for either of you by sticking around. “LANDO” you call to him, dropping his backpack on the floor and running to him. He turns around and sees you bounding toward him, his arms reaching out for you as you wrap your legs around him, sobbing into his neck. “I love you Lando, I don't care how long it’s been, I don’t care if we met yesterday or 50 years ago. I am in love with you Lando Norris and I could not leave you without telling you.” you sob into his lips. You feel him smirk into your lips before he pulls his lips away from yours. “I love you too beautiful girl, now go get on that plane before your friends kill me.” he smiles again letting you go. “I love you.” he whispers again, watching you leave him once more. You pick up your backpack and join your friends as they had already begun going through TSA. he waves at you sweetly. You blow him a kiss and before you know it he’s gone.

Life has literally been insane since that fateful day in November. You’d been to literally every race since Las Vegas, spent more days in Monaco then in your own hometown. You and Lando were literally inseparable and so damn much in love. The season is over now and you were planning a big trip with your family and friends. “I think we should tell them.” You say one night as you lay in bed with Lando at his Monaco apartment. He looks down at you in his arms. “What?” He says leaning up on his elbow so he can get a better look at you, his wife saying something literally insane, even though he’d been dying to hear it for months. You sigh. “I don’t want to live like this anymore Lan, all this back and forth and here and there. I miss you terribly when I’m not with you and I honestly just want to be here with my husband.” you admit. You had been feeling this way for a few weeks now, the days of traveling finally starting wear on you and to be honest going to bed and waking up without Lando was exhausting and you personally just didn’t want to do it anymore, and you honestly didn’t care what your friends or family thought about the whole thing, it was your life and you were going to move to monaco to live with you husband, as things should be. “I want to tell them when everyone is together, if that’s okay.” you say as you reach up to touch his face that beautiful diamond dazzles on your ring finger in the dim light of his bedroom. He smirks but says nothing. “God damn it please say something.” you giggle. His fingers trace your skin as he looks deeply into your eyes. “Let's do it. I want you here with me, in my arms, in my bed, always.” he says, kissing you deeply and pulling you above him, a soft moan leaving your lips as his fingertips brush your skin.

You and Lando had planned everything out for your big family trip. You had planned a beautiful party for the first night you were in town, everyone gathered together. You and Lando stood behind the scenes watching your friends and family mingle together. You hear him sigh. “What's wrong? Please tell me you aren't having second thoughts about this.” you say your ring clad hand touching his face. She melts into your touch. “I would never have second thoughts when it comes to you baby, I just uhh have something to tell you.” he says you eye him scared to know what’s on his mind. “Okay?” you say. His left hand brushes against your cheek, the coolness of his wedding band against your skin giving you goosebumps. “I uh I may have already told Max we were married, like a long time ago. I’m sorry i just needed someone to tell I was just so happy and Carlos and Charles knowing was not enough.” he confesses with worried eyes, afraid that you were going to be angry with him but you surprise him; you start to laugh. “Oh Lando, I told Y|BF|N a long time ago too, like right after we got back from Vegas, I couldn’t contain myself. Someone had to know and she kept asking me why I was so sad and depressed and I accidently said “I miss my husband.” and she said “excuse me?” and then I had to tell her what happened. She was shocked but actually not surprised. “ you laugh. Lando lets out a sigh of relief. “Now if only our family will be as understanding as our best friends.” he says as he takes your hand and leads you out into the crowd of waiting friends and family. You sigh knowing it’s not going to be pretty.

“Thank you all for joining us on our postseason vacation, I know things get crazy during the season and we don’t get to spend a lot of time with everyone so we are so thankful you all were able to join us here tonight.” Lando begins. He's holding you tightly beside him, fingertips gripping your hips. “Here goes nothing.” you whisper. “We wanted to get everyone together tonight before all the vacation fun begins because we have a little announcement.” Lando pauses as Max shouts “BABY NORRIS!!!?” above the chatter. “Max shut it.” Lando says with a glare. Max chuckles. Everyone’s eyes were locked on the pair of you. “What we have to tell you is that…” there is a silence as you hear the thump of Lando’s heartbeat beside you. “We are Married.” you say taking over for him before he has a heart attack. Everyone gasps except your best friend and Max. “What?” you mom exclaims. “We’ve been Married since Vegas.” you say explaining quickly leaving out some details. “We decided as a couple that we would date each other, get to know each other and if after a bit we felt like it would never work out then we would annul the marriage, but I fell in love with your son. He is funny and sweet and a perfect gentleman, and my soulmate. I knew from the moment I met him he would change my life and he really has. I couldn’t imagine my life without him, which is why we decided to tell you all about our marriage because I will be moving to Monaco once we get back from this trip to finally be permanently with my husband.” you say you read the room you’re not sure what to do. Lando and you look at each other so lovingly that your friends and family can see just how much you two really do love each other. “Oh you guys! We’re so happy for you, unconventional but we love you both all the same, just wish we could have been there to see our baby boy get married to such a beautiful girl.” Adam says, looking at you. “We planned on having an actual wedding, with all of you there, the white dress, tux, family friends everything once Y|N gets settled with me in Monaco, we felt so bad for keeping this a secret but we fell in love and didn’t know what else to do. We hope that you all aren’t mad and will understand. “ Lando says, kissing your cheek you melt into him. Cisca holds you close to her. “Oh son we could never be upset with you giving us a beautiful daughter in law. We are so happy for you two and we can see how much the two of you love each other, you can just tell the eyes they never lie.” she says, squeezing you tight. You and Lando both lost in each other's eyes.

The excitement from the marriage news had finally died down and you finally felt like you could breathe again. You sat alone looking down at your left hand. You were married. You were married to Lando Norris; formula one’s next World Champion. You couldn’t believe it still didn’t feel real to you. Your thoughts are interrupted by Lando’s sweet soft voice. “There's my wife.” he says, wrapping his arms around you tightly, noticing you were staring at your ring, so happy that you were both able to wear your rings now. “I can always get you something different.” he says kissing your neck. You chuckle. “No, I love this one, it's part of our story and I wouldn’t want any other ring on my finger.” you say melting into his lips that were still kissing on your neck. “If you insist.” he groans. You chuckle. “I insist, I also think it’s time to say our goodnights.” you groan as his hand slides up your dress onto your thigh. He smirks into your neck. “What a great idea, wife.” he says pulling you up beside him kissing your lips passionately. You say your goodnights and head to your shared bedroom to enjoy the first night of vacation, secret husband and wife no longer.

It didn’t take long for the news of your marriage to spread through social media especially after Lando accidentally announced it on instagram. You knew everything going forward would be crazy but you were ready to take on anything that came your way with him by your side. The new season began and before you knew it you were flying all over the world attending races with your husband, enjoying the WAG life and meeting so many amazing people. The season was a whirlwind Lando winning race after race, well ahead in the World Drivers Championship. Before you knew it you were almost back to Vegas where it all began. “Are you sure you’re okay?” he asks you one morning you lay in bed a few nights before you were supposed to leave for Vegas. You nod your head. You had been keeping a secret. You were trying to keep it till Vegas but the way things were going you were going to have to tell him before then. He sees something in your eyes and he knows something is going on. “What's going on baby?” he asks. He knows you too well. You turn in his arms so you are looking into his gorgeous green eyes, fingers caressing his cheek. “You can tell me anything Y|N” he whispers. You sigh. “I know, I know.” His long fingers are tracing circles over your soft skin. “I was waiting till Vegas to tell you, but I don’t know if I can wait any longer.” you smile. You can tell he's about to freak out thinking what you are about to tell him something bad, but it’s quite the opposite. “A few weeks ago when you were out at MTC I hadn’t been feeling my best, really tired all the time, extreme nausea in the morning, it just wasn’t something that was normal for me so I decided to schedule a doctor's appointment.” you pause watching Lando’s eyes light up. You smile. “Much to my surprise, I'm pregnant, Lan you’re gunna be a dad.” you say quietly waiting for his reaction. “Are you serious?” he says eyes sparkling a beautiful color green you had never seen before, his hands instinctively falling to your stomach. You nod. Tears filling your eyes. “We’re gunna be parents, Lan.” you say before his lips capture yours passionately, his long fingers tracing gentle circles on your belly. You chuckle into his lips. He had so many questions and you gave him the answers you could along with a long discussion about how things would go once baby Norris was here. “Hi baby.” Lando whispers into your bump that was just barely there at this point. “I'm your dad, and I'm going to love you so much, I already do. And your mama, she’s so beautiful and smart and she’s gunna love you so much too. You are gunna be so loved between our families and our paddock family.” he continues to whisper as you run your fingers through his messy curls as he lays gently on your stomach talking to your baby. He falls asleep just like that. You can’t help but smile. Your life was so full of love and happiness and joy. In the morning Lando begs you to let him post an instagram announcement. You had called all your friends and family so they were already aware and wouldn’t be shocked by the announcement. “Fine, fine if you must.” you laugh as lando pulls you out onto your monaco apartment balcony, the sun just coming up over the bay. You had put on a crop top at his request and cradled your tiny bump. “Baby Norris, on board.” he typed, adding the photo of you cradling your bump in the sunlight. “Okay okay My turn now.” you laugh wanting to join him. You take a few shots of him holding your bump, his long fingers splayed across your stomach also adding the small video you had taken of him last night talking to your baby.. “And baby Makes three. Look out world there’s a Lando Mini on the way. 🙂” you add it to your instagram, tucking your phone away and turning your attention back to your husband.

In a few days you would be heading back to where it all began, ready for a new chapter to begin as husband and wife. Sometimes what happens in secret in Vegas does actually stay secret in Vegas. ;)

The End.

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date. may 29th, 2023

time. 3:16pm

—❝𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐞.❞

𝐬𝐲𝐩𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐬. future spouse pac ✞ pics with them

𝐚𝐢𝐝. if the images above are too hard to differentiate between your intuition, use ‘pile 1, 2, 3, or 4’ for the choice selection instead. this reading has five piles and each pile is different in terms of context.

𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫. 18+ content—no minors. please remember, this post is just for shits and giggles. pinch a grain of salt and use the best of your discernment. i tend to write under the impression that majority of this content’s viewers are women however i read for both feminine and masculine energies. if needed to, please flip the roles as reversed for an accurate message. hope this reading is useful, but not for plagiarism bitch. enjoy.❦

𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 ✞

🃏lovers. 5oc. magician↺. queen of pentacles↺. tower↺. strength↺ and peace.

let it be mentioned that the lovers card amplifies all of the energy that follows; def intense because i could feel it within the deck itself. pictures here are raw, they’re always unfiltered and passionate at w.e moment they’re taken. to me, y’all are the literal definition of ownership lmao so it’s hard not to notice the obsession with each another. y’all’s chemistry is def eye-catching, tantalizing to say the least. “mine.” there are resemblances between y’all, matching tattoos or even being mistaken for brother and sister. to put it in a nutshell, this is tongue kissing on the main and taunting old exes—it’s obvious there’s bomb ass sex with each other lmao, but more importantly there is devotion.

apart from posting on social media, there’s internet presence around y’all—could be popular influencers or just outright celebrities. possible youtube couple? very de’arra and ken vibes. either way, someone in the connection (if not both) went or will go viral. the tower in retrograde, this is a specific picture at a specific point in time; it even has the potential to be life changing. “break the internet.” attention that brings problems ngl. sure someone’s jealous ex, but apart from them there is so much outside negativity towards the feminine. people are pissed when she comes across their feed, but only because they secretly want to be her. queen of coins in retrograde; envy that simmers from deep within until it becomes hatred or outer turmoil. seeing pics sent in groupchats, hate comments from spam accounts, posting on close friends—her presence triggers insecurities and people hurt under pressure. black moon lilith. as delusional as it sounds, this is an eerie situation to be in fr so be mindful.

the masculine doesn’t stand a chance omg, the feminine is deadass the star of the show. represented as the queen of wands, she’s outshining tf out of him without even trying lmao. glamorization of what the masses can see, which undeniably is her beauty. this is “off guard” pretty, bad pictures just simply don’t exist. if y’all wear makeup, it’s very complimented—the blending and baking, or contour and highlighter are a ten. this even pertains to the first paragraph, how someone here is in the public eye, because pictures of her are taken unbeknownst due to her appearance. the magician in retrograde signifies fan cams, video edits, and pinterest boards—there’s also editorials and photoshop? mentions of an aesthetic came in, or “neptune.”

all in all, this couple has magnetism and attracts opportunities due to their pictures. def some gorgeous people, it was noted that y’all’s face cards elite lmao. however, y’all have to be cautious because taboo-ism is prone to happen as well. such as scamming or catfishing, things that could cause detriment to future occasions. outsiders are the issue here, they’ll def try to bank off on y’all’s identities. something could or could’ve already happened with a certain picture? “controversy.” the response to it is fifty-fifty; half who are defending and half who are criticizing. “stans” and a “fandom” are involved.

📸 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬

❦— from behind. the masculine will tower behind the feminine (no matter the height), engulfing her in a bear hug or whatever else to imply their presence. head buried in her neck, hands wrapped around her waist—this also denotes their possessiveness as partners together.

❦— pretty teeth. big big smiles here, the goofy grins and shut eyes. y’all countdown before taking a picture but numerous times because y’all can never be serious lmao. fingers in mouth type smiley faces.

❦— beauty queen. this is more-so on the feminine’s behalf, she’s the one that’s always ready for a picture and the one always asking someone to take one of her. being photogenic is one of her best features to date. no matter if y’all agree, but i’m def seeing the face of a model.

❦— cancer. this made me think of ariana grande and her husband dalton, their pic outside with the moon behind them. this is pictures in that same setting, or at least taking them during the nighttime. 8pm thru 5am. stargazing together is here too.

❦— taurus. this actually alludes to more than one thing. the masculine is a gift giver, i pulled the “sugar daddy” card for them in particular. they def have big bucks, or at least enough to gift you the finer things in life. they’ll spoil you for fun and in turn you’ll show off what they bought you—new toys lol. pics of the “next big thing” (vacation views, receipts or tickets, cars, etc). smell goods are specific, perfumes or colognes.

“glutton” corresponds with taurus as well—someone in this connection loves to chow down, meaning tons of food cameos in their (own) pictures. they’ll pose funnily; mid-chew or with a bunch of food stuffed in their mouth to be annoying lol. little dorky things like putting an orange peel in their mouth before they smile.

❦— do not disturb. pretty self-explanatory, but for y’all this seems to be alone time from the world. this reminded me of travel, but i channeled that this is to each others hometowns. this could be an interracial connection, mentions of cultural traditions and differences.

❦— naked bodies. the feminine’s chest is significant, something about that area in particular that the masculine loves. there’s pics of them fondling or sucking on her nipples, playing with them even. someone’s v-line is here, plus a hand going up their abdomen. the masculine’s bare ass is source material too, those pics are for funsies.

❦— topping. this could obviously mean they’re a daddy dom in general lmao, but if not it just means the masculine will be hunched over or “taller” than the feminine. she’ll be lower than him, as in he’s standing and she’s sitting or she’s laying down beneath him. sex-wise this is them doing it from behind or being on top quite literally.

❦— foreplay. tbh this one is vague, but i still wanted to put it in bc why tf not. this is while y’all are in the moment, or while someone is teasing the other before actual intercourse. pictures of them while they’re giving you hickies, or while they’re pulling at your underwear to give you oral. somebody’s an ass muncher too so expect pics of that lmaooo.

❦— sloppy. no but yes iykyk😂 this is more on the pic itself, how it won’t be organized or captured clearly during sexual moments. like if you’re pleasuring them and have them take a picture, it’ll just come out fucked and unfocused because they’re fucked and unfocused. kinda what would’ve been the perfect shot if y’all weren’t so “distracted”.

brooklyn and nicola peltz-beckham (hot ass names) are the perfect couple example for this pile. their expressiveness together is subtle, yet loud enough that we know they’re each other’s one and only. regardless of how long the relationship lasts, we’ll remember the fact that they were ultimately made for each other.

end.❤️‍🔥 previous reading

𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 ✞

🃏king of cups. princess of cups. 2oc. 5op↺. 8oc↺. rest and comfort.

this spread screams emotional depth, it’s haunting as hell but not in a bad way—in a way that’ll pull your soul into its deep abyss. hypnotic almost. this is “grow old together” love, i can literally feel the years in my bones. these are moments that you can’t help but reminisce on, pictures that are saved or bookmarked because they’re so very special. their essence is felt and appreciated, enough that there’ll be tears of happiness. lmao this is going to sound corny, but this connection’s energy reminds me of a warm blanket. like milk and cookies on the sofa, or a kiss goodbye from grandma. it’s just so snug, i can’t even put into words how safe i feel right now. how libras are sweet and tender, fragile enough to shatter if you aren’t gentle—this is softness at its finest.

[TW] substance abuse could’ve been an reoccurring issue in this relationship, or at least a bad problem. the five of pentacles being in retrograde was an indication of sobriety to me, along with the image of somebody holding their own sobriety chip with a smile—not for everyone, but pictures under this circumstance are meant to remember the past without having to revisit the pain. “encouragement.” it’s apparent at this point lmao, but the sweetest captions known to man are found here. paragraph after paragraph, an everflowing stream of appreciation for your partner. endearing birthday posts are significant, along with sweet nothings in the comments omg y’all are sapsss. if i had to put it in words, “smol” or “wubs” come to mind before anything else omg y’all are sapssssss.

there are before and after pictures with each other (childhood friends, neighbors, friend of a friend, etc.) because again “growing old iem together”, there’s a sense of watching each other through the years. feeling the vibe of them being around as kids, transitioning into adulthood then getting closer as grownups. if not tho, this is someone that you’ll literally feel at home with; they are home to be real. this is a person that’s familiar, regardless of if they’re new or not. y’all are going to be glued to each other’s side until death. similarities are here, but in the sense of same environment or same social circle. i’m also getting similar taste in hobbies, music, and clothing. meditation or gym pics are common, promoting balance and wellbeing is a shared interest. personalities in general, ya’ll coordinate so very well. no wonder people linger longer than they need to—they’re wanting to see what’s next with the world’s cutest couple. also because y’all are walking enigmas and it threatens them lmao.

the attributes of venus sums up y’all’s pictures together. they’re beautiful, and are the literal definition of a thousand words. i channeled date night, but this came to being in the kitchen most of the time. y’all love to cook together, or to be in the kitchen at the same time to goof off and be annoying. dinner at home happens frequently, i’m seeing someone set the table while the other chops vegetables and stirs the pot. there’s pictures of handwritten love letters or random bouquets of flowers, things that tend to sweeten life with them a little more than before. this is def “fell in love with my best friend”, even as a photo caption lol. friends in general are around y’all—drunk nights at the bar, group poses in front of an amusement park, eating edibles and doing vlogs, etc. a lot of moments with your future spouse include people y’all are close with as a couple (siblings, co-workers, group of friends). nostalgia is the overall vibe here. pictures together feel good and “homey”.

extra mentions because i can’t even get over this pile, this is my favorite one out of all of them. it just feels how a polaroid looks, but in the sense of being in love? i just keep seeing the little things🥹 walking alongside the beach, kissing in the photo booth, building a gingerbread house, picking their nose even lmao. wow ya’ll have custom fridge magnets too. i didn’t get that pics of them were frequent on social media, more so because they’re too special to share. this pile values their privacy so pictures aren’t taken with the thought of anyone else in mind, they’re very cherished. i did channel emotional milestones being posted (pregnancy, marriage, moving in, etc.) and i do see their own certified spot on your page (photo dumps, page highlights, name in bio). kinda like a virtual museum of their love to you and your love to them.

📸 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬

❦— them. a potent photo trait is literally your fs lmao, they’re lowkey walking art. something about their facial features or structure are resemblant to a god’s—very pretty people, and we photograph them as such. capturing them from their good angles with the best lighting, it’s flattering. people stop breathing when they see these pictures.

❦— b&w. these are heartwarming pictures, ones that are wholesome enough to frame and hang on the walls. i’m seeing pinkies being intertwined and eskimo kisses, innocence personified. closeups of someone covering their face and hiding their smile, but peeking through their fingers to see the camera cuteee.

❦— work. big thing here, it was mentioned three times. y’all could have an online business together, one that encourages or promotes positivity (self affirmations, fundraisers, products, etc.) it could be popular, there’s succession (passed down thru generations) and a sense of being stable despite y’all being new owners.

there’s also “goodbye” and “big city”, working creates long distance travel which means the time y’all usually spend together gets split in half. someone has to leave frequently and for long periods of time, this in turn creates photo dumps (which are so common here lol) and extra long captions.

❦— hermit mode. take a shot for each time i’ve said something’s cute lmao but this is so cute. so these are pics at home or in comfortable environments, in matching onesies or facial masks. just very big kid vibes, y’all even build pillow forts to sleep in them awww. this is peace and quiet with each other.

❦— phone. i channeled facetime and audio messages, “listen to me.” ya’ll spend hours upon hours on the phone. no matter if it’s meaningful convo or a simple check in, y’all will talk all day until your mouths go dry. taking screenshots of their goofy messages (hilarious btw) while falling asleep on the phone, y’all can’t get enough of each other. this is someone that will listen to and send songs that remind them of you, creating playlists that y’all will listen to together.

❦— landscapes. beautiful views with them, emphasis on beautiful. orange sunsets, mossy green hills, glittered night skies. blooming gardens or snowcapped peaks, nature as a whole is prominent but def within photos. a “secret” code is here; if someone isn’t in the picture entirely, their stuff will be so that we know they’re around. (car keys or a phone, initials in the sand, half-eaten food etc.)

❦— guess what? “we just fucked.” lame i know lmaoooo but this is what y’all do, leave writing on foggy windows or wet handprints against shower glass. it could be wet stains on the bed, bite marks on the thighs—anything goes to snitch on y’all selves tbh. even seeing red scratches across someone’s back, yet they grin with a thumbs up.

❦— nudes. if your person is a male, pictures of their wand are reoccurring. very reoccurring lmao, whether it’s sent from them or taken by you. specifically pictures of your hand wrapped around their wand after they’ve🥛 but there’s videos too, more of the oral part before the finish lmao. this is on the feminine’s phone in particular, she has a hidden folder in her camera roll just for these.

❦— home videos. y’all have beautiful sex together, as in pleasure that’s meant to be on film fr. emotions and passion at an all time high, it’s as if the walls were painted in y’all’s intimacy. “aesthetes.” so much thought and effort are put into the final product—props and low lighting, burning candles, background music. it’s a movie scene, even down to the settings that resemble paintings.

❦— the fool. it’s normal for nsfw pics to happen outside; in nature or in public spaces. wild cards fr, you’ll end up doing it anywhere and everywhere (oral included). no regard for the law or peeping toms either, y’all get too wrapped up in each other care. this is in restrooms, at parking lots, on beaches, etc. just don’t get caught lmao.

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𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 ✞

🃏queen of cups↺. 6os↺. 5op. 10op↺. 9oc. cleanse and ideation↺.

i want to mention that i noticed a dime while shuffling—this made me think “a dime a dozen” or “diamond in the rough.” this is on the fs’s part, they put you on a pedestal. you’re a trophy to them, the winning prize, someone that they’re so proud to experience and witness in their everyday glory. no one in the world reminds them of you, you’re indifferent and cherishable. your own person. channeled that this is evident in their eyes—in pictures you’ll notice a glimmer or glint, even the admiration on their face. in awe of all that is you.

these are photos that can’t be shared, ones that are kept secret and stowed under passwords. “your eyes only.” this energy is very secretive, very “shhhh” and it seems to be a double edged sword situation. this pile’s future spouse has an outside relationship, someone they’re involved with despite their attachment to you. it’s shitty because y’all truly have a bomb ass connection but the secrecy behind it overshadows the love. the emperor in retrograde, their control over the situation is a nuance to the issue. the problem lies in their dismissal of reality, life outside of the fantasy they’ve created. pertaining to them leaving their current partner, it’s no negotiation on how or when to do it. they want to leave on their own time, but you’re not a fan of that sentiment because it’s tiring. this person is so matter of fact tho lmao, they say “deal with it or don’t.”

ngl i do see this as possessiveness, but it’s not as terrible as it seems. the circumstance could obviously be better, but as far as their intentions go it’s never out of spite. it sounds confusing because yes this is a love triangle, but truthfully they’re more invested in what y’all have. there’s just no forward action after the fact which screams lack of accountability due to their pride and ego. despite their leo placements (trust me), this person emulates the cowardly lion and his fear of courage, particularly their refusal to come clean and cut ties. with cleanse and ideation being contrasting colors (red and blue i.e. hot and cold), moments of passion turn into missed calls and ghosting. long periods on their end, on and off or up and down, because they don’t want to accept defeat—being in love.

these photos remind me of a mask, one that hides the truth behind wide smiles and kissy faces. it’s a lot going on within this connection and tbh that aspect is more evident than anything in the camera. despite their emotional response to you, i did channel that they have the tendency to forget you’re human lmao. not in a weird disrespectful sense, but that you’re an item they want to keep “all alone and only needing me.” it seems unhinged but again this isn’t with ill intent, it’s a claim for them. “competition” and i’m channeling flavor flav’s dating show—this is an ego (leo) thing for sure because of course this person has insecurities revolving your other options. this is such a situationship lmao but i don’t think it’s all bad, just some major inner reflection is needed. i will say that pile three’s energy was quiet, this seems to be withdrawal from dealing with old patterns and that’s valid.

📸 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬

❦— photobomb. this person is alwaysssss interrupting personal pictures lmao and with no shame too. i’m getting so many random instances of them, nine times out of ten they’ll be in the background of whatever is taken. channeling live photos specifically; you’re posing in the mirror as they walk in to bother you lmao. they start to grab at your waist to give you a kiss, but you’re laughing and squealing instead. they’ll have moments as such, but their gestures are significant (middle fingers, expressive faces, waving at the camera etc.)

❦— scorpio. very sexy, secluded energy is significant. for obvious reasons it’s borderline sneaking around, so the air of enticement is always there. “risqué.” there’s something about the lighting that adds to this dynamic, either lowering brightness or dimming the contrast (me coded) to “seduce” or add mystique. also it just looks better lmao.

❦— three of wands. specific so it’s not for all, but someone in this connection is either bisexual or bi-curious. this could even point to a polygamous or open relationship because i’m seeing threesomes or kissing people of the same sexual orientation. maybe even doing things with this person’s outside connection(s), it was mentioned. this didn’t come off as a photo trait but i still put it in lmao take what resonates.

❦— thin ice. one or the other are using their partner’s state of vulnerability as a quote unquote mindfuck😭 this is when they’re upset (yelling, crying, silent treatment etc). i even see someone sticking up their middle finger as their person spams a bunch of pictures. “aw you mad?” this seems to be the fs’s game of choice and it’s irritating bc sometimes they can’t read the room lmao.

❦— honey. this lands since together y’all seem to be hot and sticky, but turn out sweet at the same time. your person’s teasing and childish antics tie into this too (sticky), they’ll send pictures of things they ordered for you or send money to make up for upsetting you.

❦— hot. honey hot lmaoo don’t unfollow me yet. “turn me on” and “sexy sexy” came out, pretty self explanatory. i could see the energy if anything, y’alls energies are intense af. it’s like looking at porn in the form of a couple, very cunt tbh (i hate myself). sexual innuendos come from this too—grabbing crotches but it’s not in view, peeking at them from under the sheets, biting fingers or being choked.

❦— aquarius. very unserious couple lmaooo (take a shot for each lmao lmao), ya’ll are so silly together. this is milk mustaches, cheek biting, sniffing armpits, clenching butts—literally anything dumb. fun environments or dates that require being active, ones that are out the box or outside comfort zones. rock climbing, bungee jumping, parasailing, rooftop golf, riding atvs etc. veryyy fun pics.

❦— evidence. i didn’t want to include this because i don’t encourage it but we move. whatever pics come out of this specific part, they’re going to be vile. just outright nasty lmao and it’s for a reason. this is def ammunition for the feminine, this is her weapon for those that try to sabotage this relationship out of spite or competition. saved for “rainy days.” this is one leo ass pile😭

❦— aphrodite. because you’re breathtaking, they’ll catch you in the moments of being “free” or at ease. like when you’re getting undressed for a shower or when you’re glowing after great sex. capturing minuscule details that only a lover would notice, they see true beauty even when you aren’t attempting to be.

❦— nudes. the feminine is naughty oooo. “invisible ink.” she’s sending nudes like invitations lmao, but on the occasion that y’all have been separated for too long. wants to show her partner what they’ve been missing, or at least what they can’t have. “look since you can’t touch.” it’ll be torture too lmao, she’s def dolled up and posing in whatever’s sheer to flaunt her goods.

when it comes to sexual media in general, y’all are always on the same page. whenever, wherever, however—it’s always reciprocated because it’s always wanted lmao, it’s exciting and keeps things fun. sexting at work, whispering dirty talk into the phone, masturbation videos before noon etc. admiration of each other’s bodies is here; heart emojis and words of affirmation.

❦— queen of coins. this is value during pleasure, goddess treatment when it comes to bedroom activities. tbh if y’all stared at them long enough it’d just get y’all hot and bothered for more. i’m channeling that your person will dead send money in return for being blessed omg. roleplay and cosplay were mentioned, y’all go shopping for new costumes or items together.

had to mention because it kept reoccurring whenever i edited this specific pile—i kept repeating lmao after certain sentences or wanted to put in dumb shit for comedic presence, and i wanted to be blunt with this pile so bad because y’all felt so bestie. this was so y’all’s fs lmao idk who they are but they’re nothing but jokes, a pure clown at heart. i thought it was cute because i interpreted it as y’all being so connected that even when y’all are far apart y’all are still so close.

end.❤️‍🔥 previous reading

𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫 ✞

🃏5os↺. 2ow↺. 3oc. the hermit. the magician↺. flow↺ and growth.

off bat it seems that pictures didn’t come into fruition for a while, at least three-five months tops. “no sudden movements.” resistance and ghosting are here, someone is running from the connection out of fear. the hermit card means that they’re scared of stepping outside their comfort zone to take a risk. not even in a negative way it’s just that they’re terrified lmao. this is def bestfriends to lovers but there’s turtle movement around the union coming together—that same someone doesn’t want to ruin the friendship. they don’t know this obviously, but y’all are actually a divine union. “ancient” so this could be souls from a past life coming together again. “grounded as human beings.” this is so slow burn tho lmao i can deadass see a tree starting to grow but in slowww motion.

this person fantasizes heavyyy about taking passionate photos with you, but again y’all are nowhere near that level of commitment yet. pretty sure this reading’s timeline is during the beginning or middle of y’all’s friendship since there’s so many downloads about comfortability and not wanting to mess up. they’re fighting temptation so bad it’s wild lmao, they’ve never felt this strongly about someone—let alone a friend. red hearts are in their eyes whenever you’re near, but they’ll still turn away to avoid facing the truth of their feelings. it’s annoying to them too lmao, queen of cups represents the emotional pull your presence has on them. to be caught up in the depths of inner reflection is so outside themselves and yet here they are.

someone else is involved with the pacing of this connection. the three of cups being pulled is representative as a person or situation outside of y’all, one that they’re incapable of leaving though they’re desperate to. “can’t.” something about being bound (marriage, children, parents, religion etc.) is the reason why. whichever or whatever it is, unfortunately it’s not an easy fix. their energy is obviously the most prominent and that’s because they’re yearning for this idea of becoming more, they just hate that blockages exist and are effective. you’re a literal pleasure to be around, they wish to easily accept and embrace all that you should offer. channeled tupac’s love letter to jada and how he wrote, “you bring me 2 climax without sex.” beautiful ass words from him btw, but in correspondence to your person this is what they’d say about you too. it’s a lot to relish in and it’s prob not obvious, but they do worship the very ground you walk on. admiration, adoration, appreciation in every way possible. honorable mention, your future spouse loves talking to you. general conversation is nice, but y’all peel off the layers of topics that are taboo or undiscussed. the conversation will reach the very ends of the earth just to double back again for more.

didn’t realize until now that pics together weren’t mentioned that much because this person had some things to say instead lmao. it’ll start off discreet, sneaking photos of you from behind or getting them walking past your table. this is cute considering the reading was mainly from fs’s perspective, but you’re the one that’s taking “accidental” pictures of them first. and when this person happens to take “accidental” pictures too, they won’t ever delete them. keepsakes. those accidents soothe the big fat secret crushes y’all have on each other. y’all are literally 🩷 in human form, or puppy love as a couple. very cute like i’m squealing for y’all.

📸 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬

❦— spam. “123” was pulled twice, but instead of countdowns i channeled multiple pictures at once. getting in each other’s faces for the fun of it, catching them off guard or at their “worst” to be silly lol. i see y’all picking out the most embarrassing ones and saving them to y’all’s favorites.

❦— beyoncè. “middle fingers up, put them hands high.” boy do y’all love this gesture lmaooo this is def in almost every pic if not all. i did hear until it’s used with direct intent then the rest of the song came in😭 this is a jab at their on and off behavior, y’all have periods of being beefed out bc of it.

❦— hair. someone’s hair is prominent, could be curly? if not it’s still apart of photos together, it’s even a prop sometimes. very nice hair, bold or beautiful. this is using strands of hair for mustaches or pretending to eat it with wide eyes lmao.

❦— taurus. could be food pics as well, but i channeled netflix and chill vibes. lounging around with y’all’s legs on the other or using chests as pillows. y’all send screenshots of movie favorites (actors and directors, behind the scenes, monologues etc.) or of movie knickknacks. seeing pics at comic-con and animals in character costumes. movie funko pops or figurines too.

❦— venusian. this is someone that will always always always compliment you before, after, or during a picture. if you ask them to take one of you, you’ll notice how fucking long it takes them to do it. i’m seeing them look back and forth, from you to the camera, because “wow you’re real.” gorgeous too. taken aback for sure but they’ll hide it behind witty little remarks. “wow you actually look nice today” but instead it’s the shittiest attempt at hiding what they really want to say.

❦— old friend. waving hello or goodbye, someone is doing this to the other as they come closer or farther away. pictures while they’re walking, seeing small smiles and timid hands. sweet gestures are significant, followed by blushing cheeks or shy eye contact.

❦— baby. this🥹 this is literally y’all’s aesthetic in most pictures. it’s like looking at puppies and kittens, how your whole demeanor goes soft and you can’t stop saying “awww.” tenderness is always there and it’s shown—forehead kisses, tracing noses, wearing each other’s shirts or hoodies, hugs from behind etc.

❦— boobies and more boobies. boobies.

❦— fluids. horrendous ass word but these are pics of 🥛 or 🧃 on each other’s faces. releasing on your lower body, or you’ll get them drenched in yours. if this person has a wand, i’m seeing it lodged in your mouth or being tapped across your cheek. this includes (loud and expressive🤭) self-masturbation on their end as well.

❦— condiments. yessss this is them putting whip cream on your neck to suck it off or pouring syrup into your belly button and licking it out. not food but ice cubes were mentioned too, dragging it along your body or kissing it into your mouth. plus they’re delicate with it. these are vids more than pics, but nonetheless y’all hot af lmao.

❦— lingerie. high quality, as in lace corsets and beaded garters that give off haute couture. getting the vibe of something expensive, and it doesn’t have to be but y’all not wearing nothing cheap lmao. doe or siren eyes in the camera, along with lewd poses and provocative faces.

❦— hotttt. vids of them taking control or dirtying you up real good since they’re on camera🥵 rough and nasty, crying and begging type shit. i’m hearing taunting or a tone of condescendence while they pound harder and deeper wow. very raw and disgusting i love it. choking and spitting even, they’re extremely intense when they want to be and you’re going to love it lmao.

❦— aftercare. capturing each other’s naked bodies, either rubbing against one another or winding down after a round. this is when it’s all said and done, when y’all are out of breath and exhausted from banging each other’s brains out lmao. but it could also be the slower part of intercourse, where y’all still “attached” but it’s coming to an end. bro y’all are hot af😭

end.❤️‍🔥 previous reading

𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐯𝐞 ✞

🃏5ow. 10ow↺. death↺. 4os↺. 9ow. 2os↺. space and passion.

starting with the cards space and passion, this pile def has to tiptoe around the concept of taking photos with their fs. whoever they are, there’s disapproval around them being romantically involved with you. channeled “good girl gone bad” and it reminds me of the preacher’s daughter who turned out to be someone different than expected. with death in retrograde, that’s literally what i just said lmao—fated transformation will occur during this person and after. matter of fact, all of the cards in reverse represent the people whom are trying to lure you back into who you “used to be.” these people fear your transformation because they think it’s happening under the circumstance of pleasing your future spouse and not for personal gain. something tells me this is family talking opposed to public influence or nosey exes, and i also feel like you’re without a voice here. people don’t hear you out even when you try to speak up? with the nine of wands, you’re incessantly being put in positions where your beliefs are challenged as an adult, but this could stem from childhood as well. chiron in the 3rd, lillith in the 4th, and mercury in the 12th could be significant.

going back to this person, they give me first vibes. not in the sense of losing virginities or love and heartbreak, but your first sexual awakening. the aura around pictures with them are intense enough to be sexy but the dark and brooding type that’s why i made the assumption of this being the opened door to devotion. this feels like sex magick lmao, you’ll feel bonded to them whether it was before or after the first time. you’ve never been this infatuated before and if you think you have, no you haven’t. this is going to sound lame lmao but y’all’s energy feels like my persona on here, the profile pic and username. kourtney kardash and travis barker are a better example since they’re an actual couple. y’all are like them, not their entire relationship but the aesthetic they share and how in lust they are. don’t hate me either but i’m picking up on how kourtney pretty much changed her whole look to match travis’s vibe, this is that too (don’t do that tho, be yourself baby).

lmao let me again mention that people are pissed at this union like real bad. of course they don’t necessarily matter considering this is your life, but funnily enough they want the best for you. don’t get me wrong, however way they go about expressing this could def be better but the intention isn’t to be assholes. four of swords in retrograde, their thoughts revolve around emotional stability and maturity—you’re too young for them (fs) in terms of naivety. “ticking time bomb.” there’s truth to this tho and ofc you’ll discover why that is once it’s time to. bringing up the nine of wands again, as a whole it turned out be an age gap—your person could be older and it doesn’t have to be a huge ass difference but it’s not subtle lmao. channeled the trope dbf!character x daughter!reader😭 ngl that sums up why there’s so much tsking around y’all being together. y’all better be of legal age, and please careful when old creeps come around because no.

ngl this seems to be a karmic relationship that comes with a profound lesson; don’t get discouraged either, this is going to bring in so much growth as a physical and spiritual being. this is meant to help you transition through life seamlessly, or at least without the mindset of giving up. this lesson seems to be made up of spiritual guidance bordering past wounds (relationship, childhood, generational etc.), a universal test that’ll heal the old and assist the new. you’re kicking people from the past back where they were left at, very intent on standing where your foot lands. beautiful baby, congrats to your future self!

extra notes because i had no space to fit them in with the other paragraphs. as i said earlier, people are against y’all’s connection but it’s not just your family members that try to intercept. “tabloids.” i think your future spouse may be in the public eye? i didn’t pick up on fame in particular, but there’s some type of attention on them that gets put on you. regardless, the situation brings a shitload of haters. it’s weird tbh because people don’t not like you but at the same time they do?😭 “bittersweet” came to mind and that’s replicant of this energy in a way? “you deserve better.” people want to save you from something they don’t think is worth your time, but then want to rub it in your face that they told you so? bro idk who this person is but they are notttt popular, people not fw them at all lmao. it’s negativity around them if anything but i just heard “bad publicity is still publicity”, maybe that image works for them.

📸 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬

y’all must be special irl this pile is so different from the others lol—i didn’t pick up on photo traits but personality traits instead so i went with it. there’s no nsfw section for y’all because i didn’t pick up on that either, however there are four more piles for y’all to choose from!

❦— green eyes. this could be literal green eyes, but i felt more of an envious energy instead. surprise surprise the same people that hate on y’all’s relationship wish it could be theirs. people are jealous of what you’re getting with them, or “earning.” gifts and pretty things for being their spouse, it’s one of those dreams that everyone wants but only few have.

❦— king of wands. daddy warbucks himself, this person is for sure rich af. they’re someone with lots of power, lots of control, lots of fucking money lmao within their career. i don’t get that they’re ceo of wherever they work, but they have enough pull to take trips around the sun and bring you along too. “penthouse views” are included (obvi).

❦— honey. this person def has some seasoning to them, heavy dilf and silverfox vibes around their appearance. seeing a beard, low eyes, maybe even flannel shirts lmao. some of y’all have the twd cast (andrew lincoln, norman reedus, jeffrey dean morgan) and pedro pascal for face references. a rugged daddy basically😂

❦— cherries. maybe this is someone’s favorite fruit? this made me think of the tropics or places similar to the virgin islands. frequent flyer miles, traveling to visit warm beaches and clear coastal waters.

❦— hunter x chaser. this is such forty-year old energy lol it’s charming and that’s what they typically know best. your future spouse def got on your nerves with how much they kept hitting on you😂 not in a weird way, but in a way where they were intent on getting your name. i’m seeing phone number offers and warm smiles, crow’s feet around their eyes too. there is a sense of rejection here, but eventually you cave to their advances.

❦— 22. could be significant to y’all’s age gap, or maybe you’re this age at the time y’all meet. this number made me channel birthdays or special celebrations (anniversary, party, holiday etc). we’re aware of this person’s bank account lmao so it’s no surprise that they’re fond of spending whatever to throw the best whatever. “cover it all.” they’re the type to make things extra special and absolutely perfect for you, no matter the cost.

❦— awakening. this is in regards to you, how being with this person brought a rebirth that ultimately forced you to shed old skin. “Jesus.” major spiritual transitions, regardless of if you believe in higher power or not. this person is the catalyst to writing a new chapter of your life and thriving in it, you’ll be so powerful without the burden of dragging dead weight and opinions. ngl i don’t think your future spouse is meant to be longterm based on how important this transformation is for your story, i think you’ll realize that in the end. “it was fun while it lasted.” you’ll grow and reap your blessings.

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[theconstitutionisgayculture]

Indefinite hiatus

I was toying with writing up a long post about what running this blog has meant to me over the years and why I'm stepping away for the foreseeable future, but that feels too dramatic for what's really just me saying "I'm not going to be on tumblr for at least the rest of the year". So, I'll just say I'm not going to be on tumblr for at least the rest of the year.

Okay, actually I have a bunch more to say, but it'll be under the cut.

Politics sucks. And paying attention to it, even in the reduced way I've been paying attention to it over the last few years, is hard. You end up spending so much of your supposedly free time thinking about things you can't change, getting mad about things you can't change, and getting depressed when the people who can change things just keep going in the wrong direction. Even when good things happen, it's just a matter of a few days before something bad happens once again. And vice versa. It's an endless cycle of hope, despair, resignation. Rinse and repeat, and triple speed that cycle during an election year. And I'm tired of it. I'm tired of spending every other year worried about what's going to happen on one day in November. I'm tired of hearing a piece of news and automatically composing a post about it or running through 20 different responses I might give to asks I might get about it in my head.

Everyone I know who doesn't pay attention to politics (or at least doesn't run a social media page dedicated to it) seems to enjoy their live a lot more than I currently do. Which sounds way more dramatic than what's actually going on, which is mainly that I want to get to a place where I just don't care. I want the world and its problems to flow off my back instead of weighing it down. I want to stop thinking about what people on the internet might say about something I haven't even posted yet. And that can't happen while I'm tied to this blog. So I'll be staying away from it for at least the rest of the year.

I did have a good time with this blog. I've met a bunch of really awesome people, some who are sadly no longer with us (RIP Blue), and some who I think will carry on the "fight" way better than I ever did. This isn't an admission of defeat, or pessimism about the election. Even if Trump wins, and I truly think he will if we have a fair election, I still won't be back this year. But I'll still vote and I'll still be proud that my silly little tumblr blog had an impact on some people's lives. I may not have the reach of a Tucker Carlson or a Glenn Beck, but I've gotten a lot of messages from people who said they changed their minds about an issue, or even politics in general, because of things I said, and that counts for something. If you guys take anything away from me, I want it to be this: Even the smallest impact matters. It doesn't matter if you only ever reach one person and then stop, reaching that one person is enough. Changing one vote is enough. Changing one mind is enough.

To all my mutuals, you guys are the best. I truly hope you have wonderful lives and I'm sad I won't get to see your names on my dash everyday anymore. To anyone I've ever followed or reblogged from, I couldn't have had a blog without you, so thank you. Yes, even the leftiod psychos, XD. To everyone else, find your own balance and never give into despair and never listen to people who tell you not to try. Even a failed effort is still more meaningful than sitting back and mocking people for trying to improve even the smallest thing about themselves or the world around them.

I won't be logging back in after I post this, so any messages or asks you send, I won't see. I'll still be active (or as active as I ever am) in my discord, so feel free to join there if you want to. It should still be my pinned post, but if it isn't, I'll edit this with a new invite link.

And that's all I've got to say for now.

[kataang-week]

Trick or Treat, Kataangers!🎃

Katara and Aang sprites from Distant Horizon. Graphic created by Mod Belle @itsmoonpeaches.

🦇What is Kataang Halloween?

Kataang Halloween is a one-time, three-day mini-event hosted and created by @kataang-week on Tumblr for the first time this year. (However, there is potential for it to happen again in the future.) Kataang Halloween celebrates Kataang with a Halloween theme. All prompts were chosen by the mod team.

🦇Cool, when is it?

Kataang Halloween starts on Thursday, October 31, 2024, and ends on Saturday, November 2, 2024.

🦇What are the prompts?

In honor of Halloween, we're using lucky number 13! There are 13 prompts for each adventure.

"Trick" prompt list:

Old Spirits

Family Secrets

Altered State

Moonlight

Teeth

Demon Claws

The Deep

Offerings

Inner Palace

Lost

Grotto

Cliff Edge

Poison

"Treat" prompt list:

Taffy

Candied Haws

Lanterns

Mid-Autumn

Mooncake

Crunchy Leaves

Warm Drinks

Pumpkins

Chrysanthemum

Sharing

Toadstools

Apple Picking

Paint

🦇So how does this work?

Choose your own adventure! You can take inspiration from the Trick prompts, Treat prompts, or both! Feel free to mix and match prompts to create spooky and/or sweet Kataang content.

Anything you can think of counts as content as long as you fill one or multiple prompts at a time. Fanfics, fanart, gifsets, metas, edits, playlists, moodboards, music, etc.—the sky's the limit.

🦇What are the rules?

Please create your own original pieces. We do not accept AI-made fanworks.

We only accept new works created for Kataang Halloween, not works that are retroactively said to be created for Kataang Halloween. However, you may create something that fills a Kataang Halloween prompt for an ongoing work like a chapter fic or an ongoing series. See this ask for more information.

We accept all range of works. However, bear in mind that this is an all-ages event. If your work contains themes or imagery that may be intended for older audiences, tag and warn people thoroughly. Works with adult content must have an all-ages appropriate preview.

Do not repost other people's works. Reblog their original post if one exists.

If a creator/author/artist has requested you to post their work for them, remember to credit the original and link back to their page.

Be respectful in your fanworks and to others participating or enjoying the event.

🦇How should I tag my work?

The easiest way for us to find your work so we can reblog it to this blog is by using the tag “kataang halloween”. Using “kataang” and “kataangtag” also help. You must tag one of the three in your first five tags otherwise it doesn’t appear in the search. It is also helpful to tag us directly with @kataang-week.

Sometimes even properly tagged posts may not appear when we search the tags, so if you do not see your content reblogged, please let us know.

Once we’ve reblogged it to this blog we add our own tags (a prompt tag and a user tag) for easy organization. This means we can find all the work for one prompt or all the work from one user in one easy click (this also means that if you have changed your username since participating last year you need to let us know so we can update your tag!).

🦇Can I post my stuff other places online too?

Of course you can! However, we won’t be able to reblog anything that isn’t a Tumblr post.

For those of you who will be posting your works on AO3, feel free to add your fic to our Kataang Halloween AO3 collection.

🦇What if I have late submissions for Kataang Week 2024?

While we will not reblog any late submissions for Kataang Week 2024 during the Kataang Halloween event, late submissions for Kataang Week 2024 will still be accepted up until Kataang Week 2025, so don’t be shy and don’t worry about giving the world more Kataang content 💖 We always welcome it!

As always, if you have any questions, feel free to submit an ask to the Kataang Week blog. See you on Halloween, Kataangers!

🦇Who are the mods?

@airbender-dacyon AKA Mod Dan: A Kataang fanfic writer who prefers fluff, but also loves some drama and angst. Mod Dan started writing Kataang stories in 2013 and has helped organize Kataang Week since 2016.

@penguinsledder AKA Mod Atarah: A writer, gif maker, and musician–she enjoys fluffy young adult Kataang and all the ways they complement and parallel each other. She first joined Tumblr for Kataang Week 10 years ago, and started helping out with writing posts and making banners as a mod since 2016!

@itsmoonpeaches AKA Mod Belle: An avid Kataanger with a penchant for angst and mild violence who likes writing. Mod Belle has been a mod since 2021 and helps write posts and social media.

@chocomd AKA Mod Celes: Fanfic writer who adores Kataang for their fun and flirty side but also their bond forged through grief and loss. Mod Celes joined in 2023 and helps with a little bit of everything - whatever needs to be done!

[rapunzellovesbooks]

The entitlement some people feel over Luke Newton´s career is baffling to me. Like, people out here saying "Oh, he has not milked the success of Bridgerton enough, his time has passed" or "He played his cards wrong" is just... wrong. Like, I get it, compared to Nicola, in the past few months, she has been much more active on social media than him, but can you actually blame him? Yall saw one picture where he was clearly uncomfortable, running away from the paparazzi and destroyed him online. Then he went on a vacation after months of press (and God knows which auditions, jobs or fittings on the side) and made it seem like he was committing a crime. Then he posts about a trip to Spain and some of you go call the hotel to check who he was with. If I were him, I would not post anything online ever again, because there is no winning, is there? He commented on one of Nicola´s post and she had to delete the awful comments people left. All because of what? A picture taken out of context with a girl who is not Nicola. News flash, people are allowed to have other people in their lives, romantically or otherwise. And to the people thinking that he did it to disentangle himself from Nicola, what drugs are you on? Like, he was holding so tight to her the night before, so excited for the premiere of Part 2, always praising her and looking at her with love in his eyes, even when no cameras were on them. I bet if people had not haunted him on social media he would have posted bts, or shared funny edits but the toxic fandom made it impossible for him to do so in real time. Because, apparently, to some people, if he had posted about Nicola while not being officially together with her, that is leading them astray. Umm, what?

And then you have the idea that he is not working. Nicola literally signed off to do Magic Faraway Tree before Part Two and has a small role in it, and the rest of her work has been in fashion. He went to fashion shows as well. Both of them are signed to Season 4 of Bridgerton and from what we have heard, they have quite a big part in it. If it took them 8 months to do their season, I can, at least, see them being there for maybe 4 or 5 months of shooting. That is work. Going to rehearsals and fittings is work. They literally get paid for that. It is astounding to me that Nicola has no future projects lined up yet, same as him, but everyone is on his ass for the same thing he has been doing for years, work in private. Now, I am a shipper, I do believe they will be together eventually, but I genuinely do not understand how that has anything to do with people trashing him for his upcoming projects. He may not have found the project he wants to do or is waiting to share info. Also, I bet you Nic or him would have shared a picture of going back to set already if some fans weren´t analysing pixels on screens.

I do feel like there is a double standard here, because if Nicola had done the same, gone on vacation or been photographed with a random guy, everyone would have been like "Good for her, etc.". She gets on the Top 100 List for, honestly, being more present online with the work she does, but there are so many people who do great work who are not and will never be on that list. If Luke had gotten on it, some people would be so mad at him, I just know it.

I just miss them together and I have to blame the toxic fans for not seeing them together anymore. I do not doubt they have been in contact since, I mean, this whole ordeal happened because we are so obsessed with their connection, they must have talked about that infamous day, but also, I think some fans are creating stories of them not talking or growing apart that are just hurtful. Even before the world tour, they did not see each other every day, they do not have to speak every day for them to have a great bond. They simply cannot share it online anymore or, at least he can´t, because people over dissect every thing, even if it is just a smiley. Taylor Swift was framed with the whole Kanye thing years ago and she disappeared for a year. She was still doing stuff and seeing friends but we just never knew about it. And I get it.

It hurts me so much to see a genuinely nice and kind guy who did an amazing job as Colin get so many negative comments over nothing. Every time Nic does something, people throw it directly in his face. Oh, he was not at the Emmys. Oh, he was not at a fashion show. Maybe he does not want to be?! Maybe he couldn´t? Does Zendaya have to be everywhere with Tom Holland? Like, what?!

#lukola #nicluke #lukenewton #nicolacoughlan