#jesus fuck i hate twitter so much

[your-villainous-neighbour]

"Makeup is literally the best part of being a gi-" no. please leave my house.

[theotherbuckley]

Someone force me to delete twitter please.

[tomboyyyaoi]

trigun twitter blows like actually fucking sucks ass like actually eats shit like good god what a cesspit. what a fucking travesty how those people live and consume media, twitter fandoms continue losing, seethe, rot, fester, youre all doomed

[tillman]

Ive read 7 light novels in the past 2 days I do not think this is normal autism.

[caliginouscircuit]

why the fuck does the desktop site look like twitter i'm actually going to lose my god damn mind.

[bobtheacorn]

If anon is throwing rocks at your window in the middle of the night, I am bringing you baked goods of your choice at a decent hour. Actually it rules that you're proship. Keep up the good work (minding your own business, not being a bully, not falling for reactionary nonsense, thinking for yourself, having common sense, and so on and so forth)

Genuinely, THANK U I appreciate that!! I'm doing my best!! I'm just tryin'a write my silly lil fanfics and vibe and everybody else should be allowed to do the same.

[deadpogasm]

….

[krillimon]

guess who got restrcted on twitter! no idea why!! ill be uploading my art here instead ig, rip twitter user krillimon :]]

[phddyke]

Hazbin Hotel is actually healing my inner ex-Christian so hard.

No joke, I nearly started cheering when Lute called Charlie and Vaggie’s love “vile and blasphemous” (and then burst out laughing when Adam immediately followed it up with “Hot as fuck though”). I know that may sound weird considering that I am, in fact, a lesbian, but here me out:

Seeing Christians being explicitly homophobic onscreen? It validates me. It makes me think “Oh yeah, I’m not crazy, Christians are that hateful!” And, call me crazy, but I think homophobia being tied in with villainy is a good thing. Neither Adam or Lute are supposed to be good people; they are very obviously the villain, and that establishes their behavior as bad. Someone on Twitter said that Lute gave them religious fanatic vibes and I couldn’t agree more.

And here’s the thing, too: it’s explicit homophobia, not some dumb metaphor. There’s no way to take it as anything else. And I really need that. I need to see Christians being explicitly homophobic onscreen in the same way that other people need and create worlds where homophobia doesn’t exist.

But me? I want my pain and suffering acknowledged. I want the harm that Christianity does acknowledged. Homophobia is real and the religious kind doubly so. I related to Vaggie so much in that episode; I felt her trepidation about going back to Heaven. Felt like a good metaphor for escaping a fundamentalist church only to be forced to visit again.

And Viv is not afraid to explicitly point this out and criticize them. Like, yes! Say it! They are hypocrites! They don’t care about people being better, they only care about punishment! They maimed one of their own and left her to die because she spared a child! They’re homophobic freaks! They would never see the good that Angel does and how he’s improved and is wonderful, they only see that he’s a drug addict and a sex worker and think he’s worthless for that even though Jesus broke bread with sex workers and people considered the dregs of society. (And of course Angel is gay on top of that.)

And another thing: not only did the Adam line make me laugh, but the second homophobic Lute line about “he blew his shot like the cocks in his mouth” cracked me up too. It reminded me of the pilot where Katie Killjoy said “I don’t touch the gays” to Charlie, which is a line that made me laugh for 4+ years straight. When I told my brother that was the funniest homophobia I’d ever heard in media, he very wisely said, “All homophobia is funny if you think about it.” And you know what? He’s right. It is funny, because it’s so fundamentally goddamn stupid, so let’s give characters ridiculous lines so everyone can laugh at how idiotic they and their beliefs sound.

[1onelypoet]

sweet tooth (for you) || lando norris smau

a/n: we're backkkkkk!!! making this took way more time than I expected but hopefully it's better quality?? also I have an actual plan for how the story will unfold so (ik, shocking) 😍

pairing: lando norris x singer! ex-leclerc! reader

fc: reneé rapp

warnings: cursing

disclaimer: this is completely fictional. no hate meant towards anyone mentioned.

part two, part three, part four

popculture August 7

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popculture Singer Y/n L/n's boyfriend of 3 years, Charles Leclerc, has been spotted with another woman.

The Ferrari driver was seen spending his summer break in Corsica on a boat with the unamed woman yesterday. He was pictured talking to her and kissing her, leading us to wonder: where is Y/n? The singer was last spotted in Monaco, where she and Charles share an apartment.

Neither party has said anything about the situation as of now.

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user3 WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK THOS ODNT REAL I CANNOT DO THIS JOW COULD HE MP

user3 CHALRES LECELREC WHEN I SEE UOU

user4 poor y/n :(

user5 ikr, hope she's doing okay :( ↳ user4 also if we assume that she found out via ig :(

user6 if THE y/n l/n gets cheated on there's no hope for us

user7 love isn't real.

user8 the new album is going to slap

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yourusername August 9

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yourusername maybe i should try religion cus jesus ur hard 2 rely on

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yourbff my love <3

yourusername <3

carmenmmundt sending love 🫶🏼

user9 HE DOESNT DESERVE U BAE

addisonraee main character.

user10 NEW MUSIC HELLO???

user11 ITS GONNA BE FUCKING FIRE OMG ↳ user10 THE WAY ITS BEEN 2 DAYS AND SHES ALREADY IN THE STUDIO IS SO ICONIC MOTHER IS MOTHERING

lilymhe love u babe ❤️

yourusername love u too lils❤️

user12 are those song lyrics i see in the caption 🤨

f1gossip August 9

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f1gossip More unseen photos of Charles and his unamed beau

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user16 this is actually really sad

user17 Charles, I just want to have a chat! 🤗

user17 🔪🔪

user18 bro imagine being y/n and just seeing ur bf publicly cheat on u

user19 someone HAS to know who she is, like 🤨

user20 i bet the twitter stans are already on it

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f1gossipgirl August 12

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f1gossipgirl Paparazzi photos taken of Charles Leclerc and Manon Bernardi enjoying their holiday

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user23 oh thats not...

user24 I mean she's really pretty but um

user25 Cute couple!

user26 bffr ↳ user27 HELP

user28 how r u guys getting these pics what???

yourusername August 15

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yourusername girls night out 🥂

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luisinhaoliveira99 ❤️❤️❤️

charlottesiine had so much fun 💓

user29 the ex wags supporting eachother is so precious 🥹

user30 they're such cuties 🥹🥹

itselenaberri 👯🏼‍♀️👯🏼‍♀️

user31 THIS IS ICONIC OMG

isahernaez my fav girls 🫶🏼

katerinaberezhna ❤️‍🔥💋

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yourusername surprise coming soon yay

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yukitsunoda0511 who dat boi 😎​

yourusername pls never say that again u sound like a frat boy ↳ yukitsunoda0511 maybe i am a frat boy ↳ yourusername ...no ❤️

yourbff loveeee the crying pics!

yourusername ty pookie

user32 THE HIS LOSS CAKE QUEEN BEHAVIOR

user33 AND THE SHIRT?? IM DECEASED

user34 it's an album announcement it's an album announcement it's an album announcement it's an album announcement it's an album announcement it's an album announcement it's an album announcement it's

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yourusername August 22

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yourusername i was originally planning on making an ep, most likely called talk too much, with somewhat final drafts of pretty girls, 23, i wish, willow, talk too much, and gemini moon for the tracklist. but, as some of you guys know, my life took a drastic turn in august. in the past month i have tried to distract myself as much as possible, constantly on the move, whether it was actually moving out of my apartment or hanging out with my friends. but when i worked on my music i let myself really feel. feel the pain and the betrayal. and so, after way too many late night runs to mcdonalds, mental breakdowns, calls with my therapist, and movie marathons, i had six more songs.

and so snow angel was born.

even though i know this isn't going to get rid of the pain, which will probably linger in the depths of my insecurities for years to come, snow angel is the step i needed to take to reach acceptance.

thank you to everyone who made this album possible: my fans, friends, producers, family -- i truly could not have done this without you.

i love you all.

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lilymhe MOTHER IS MOTHERING

landonorris Great album!

yourusername tysm lando 🤗

user35 UM??

oliviarodrigo not okay rn

yukitsunoda0511 slayyyy 🔥💅🌈

user36 yuki, babe, what is this... ↳ yourusername we'd all like to know 😔

yourbff I LOVE YOU POOKIE BEAR 😻😻

yourusername I LOVE YOU TOO CUDDLEMUFFIN 😘

carla.brocker Talented, Brilliant, Incredible, Amazing, Showstopping, Spectacular, Never The Same, Totally Unique, Completely Not Ever Been Done Before, Unafraid To Reference Or Not Reference

leclerc_pascale ❤️❤️❤️

yourusername 💗💗

danielricciardo pop offff (did I use that right?)

yourusername thanks! (yes but it sounded cringe) ↳ landonorris hm (y/n's being nice, it was atrocious)

spotify on repeat.

rachelzegler omg

[jemiswumbo]

you be tails, i’ll be sonic (18+)

twitch streamer!luke x reader

part one

authors note: hi hi i’m back with a highly requested part two!! i loved making the graphics for this chapter lol. hope you all enjoy!!!

title is from you be tails, i’ll be sonic by a day to remember. lyrics have no relation to the fanfic, but it IS an absolute banger. anthem. bop. classic.

tags/warnings: smau elements. nsfw elements - MDNI. not proofread. use of y/n.

Over on the desk, Luke’s phone would not stop vibrating.

For the last hour, you’d managed to ignore it, as you were too preoccupied by Luke fucking you with no remorse. Now, as you lay spent and naked and cuddled together until the blankets, the sound was driving you insane.

“Luke,” you whined, burying your face into the crook of his neck (which was now littered with red and purple hickies). “Please shut your phone off.”

Luke chuckled beside you, running a hand through your messy hair. “I will in a minute, I’ll probably have to tweet an explanation for why I shut off my stream so suddenly.”

“Okay. That’s fair,” You decided. Luke leaned over and stretched out his arm, grasping the phone from his desk. He snuggled back in beside you and you watched as he scrolled through a flood of notifications.

The first app he opened was discord, where his gamer friends were chatting in their private server about Luke’s random disconnection.

“Thank god one of my friends was able to figure it out.” Luke murmured, causing you to giggling. Annabeth was, by far, the smartest of the group. Most days it seemed like she was the only one with a working brain cell. You and her got along great, as you worked to keep the boys and thalia in check. They loved to cause a scene or do some dumb shit no matter where they went. It was tons of fun and always entertaining, but also nerve wracking. If they ever caused too big of a scene, someone could takes pictures or videos, upload them… as some of the most popular twitch streamers, everyone would be recognized instantly.

Except for you.

You (by choice) remained out of the spotlight. You loved Luke dearly and desperately wanted to make your relationship public, but the thought of having hundreds of thousands of eyes watching you, loving you, hating you…. it was scary. And you weren’t delusional — you knew, one day, you’d have to step into the public eye. You just didn’t know when you’d be ready.

Luke wrapped up the Discord conversation with his friends and switched over to Twitter, where tons of his fans were talking about his disconnection. You took a deep breath to clear your head, and read some of the tweets on his phone screen.

“Your fans are so goofy,” You said, pressing a kiss to Luke’s cheek. “So… what’s the move? Wifi crashed? Rage quit? Oh my god, what if you confirm Boner Theory?!”

“Jesus, never in my life,” Luke groaned. “I’ll just say it was my wifi. Unless….”

Your eyes widened. You sat up, not caring that the bed sheet fell to your lap, exposing your naked chest. Your heartbeat was definitely exceeding a normal BPM reading. “Baby.. I love you. So much. And I would love to be public. I would love to be your date to the Streamer Awards, and support you at Twitch Con, and cheer you on during your Fortnite tournaments…. But I just don’t think I’m ready.”

“Hey, hey,” Luke sat up, too, enveloping you in his strong, muscled arms and squeezing you tight. “It’s okay, it’s okay. I just thought it wouldn’t hurt to ask. But you know I respect your choices and would never pressure you to do anything you don’t want to do.”

“I know,” You sighed, relishing in the warm embrace, and the feeling of your bare chest pressed against his. You swore he could feel how fast your heart was racing. “But also, you can’t say we’re dating now. Boner Theory is a thing, babe. Surely, at least one of your fans would connect the dots.”

Luke laughed and pulled away from the hug, taking a moment to press and long and loving kiss to your head. He smiled at you, his brown eyes sparkling. “You’re so perfect, you know that?”

You shoved him away. “Okay. Tweet something, so we can go watch a movie and smoke and have more sex.”

“Okay, okay,” Luke said, kissing you again and sending some half assed tweet out to his fans. He shut off his phone and grinned. “Let’s order take out, too.”

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A few weeks later…

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It was, officially, your one year anniversary of dating Luke Castellan.

You were beyond happy, and over the moon excited for the special dinner you had both planned for the evening. Luke had surprised you with reservations to your all time favourite restaurant. You were going to surprise him afterwards with a brand new lingerie set. It was going to be perfect.

The only, only thing that was making you nervous was the fact that you’d decided today was the day.

You were going to tell Luke, tonight at dinner, that you were ready to go public.

After the whole Boner Theory ordeal, you’d spent countless nights and hours debating your previous decision to keep your relationship private. You knew it was going to have to happen eventually. You also didn’t mind his fan girls; but deep down you got giddy over the thought of showing them all he was taken and he was yours. It would feel so good. And you wouldn’t have to stay out of photos when you hung out with Luke, Percy, Annabeth, Grover, and Thalia. You could go to events with him. You could come up behind him while he was streaming to drop off a coffee or food or kiss his cheek without worrying about it.

There were cons, of course. Most of the debating revolved around the cons, and whether or not it was truly worth it. After all these weeks, you decided it was worth it. You were one hundred percent ready.

You spent the few hours before dinner having an everything shower, doing your best makeup, curling your hair, and choosing an outfit. It helped keep your mind occupied and the stress at bay.

Around 7pm, Luke texted saying he was outside of your apartment. You grabbed your purse and slid on a pair of black heels before racing out the door.

Luke’s car was not hard to miss. He had chosen to pick you up in his bright red McLaren, since it was a super special occasion. He typically never took it out of his garage as it was insanely expensive and just downright beautiful.

You gave him a little twirl on your walk over to the passenger seat, not missing the impressed grin he flashed at your from inside. You hopped in the car and didn’t hesitate to lean over and place a kiss to his lips. He presented you a huge bouquet of fresh, dark red roses. You gasped and clutched the bouquet in your arms, kissing his cheek and expressing your gratitude.

“You look stunning,” Luke said, eyeing you up, clearly in awe. You laughed and blushed, enjoying the praise. “Seriously. I don’t know what I did to deserve you.”

“What did I do to deserve you?” You retorted, besrt racing at the sight of his gorgeous features. He was dressed up, wearing a sharp grey suit with a dark with a black button up beneath. He was so good looking, you simply swooned just from his smile alone. The smell of the roses made you feel like you were on cloud nine.

The drive to the restaurant was quick. The waiter showed you to your table, which was secluded in the back corner and shrouded by a wall and some pretty plants. The lights were dimmed and candles were lit. Luke ordered an expensive bottle of wine, which you both shared and sipped on while waiting for the food to arrive. It was now or never.

“Okay, baby,” You started, dabbing your napkin to your lips. “I’ve thought long and hard about this. But I think I’m ready to go public with our relationship.”

Across the table, Luke’s eyes widened and he spluttered, mid sip. He coughed into the back of his hand and you bit your lip nervously, waiting for his response.

“Are you sure, angel?” Luke asked, reaching out to take your hand in his. He rubbed his thumb against your skin in comfort. “Once we go public we can never go back. My fans will know who you are.”

“I know,” You said, firmly. You offered him a warm smile. “Like I said, I’ve been thinking about this for a while. And I’m ready. Definitely, totally ready.”

“Well in that case, I’ve had an Instagram post drafted for like, the last three months. I can finally post it!” Luke said, picking his phone up from the corner of the table.

You smacked his arm in playful angry, failing to suppress the smile making it way to your cheeks. “You are so dumb. They better be cute pictures, at least.”

“They are, I swear!” Luke laughed. “Cute caption, too. You promise you’re okay with me posting it?”

“Yes, Luke. I promise.” You took his hand again, letting out a shaky breath and trying to muster some courage. “I know it’s only been a year of dating, but I can whole heartedly say you are my best friend in the whole world. I love you. I truly do see us being together forever. So I want to make it public now, on our terms.”

“I love you, too, baby.” Luke said with an attractive grin. You blushed and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear shyly, whilst he set up his Instagram post. After a few silent moments, he flashed you a triumphant thumbs up. “There, it’s posted. I tagged you, too.”

You ignored the buzzing of your own phone, choosing to flip it to silent mode. “Happy Anniversary, my love.”

Luke smiled at you, once again taking your hand in his. With utmost sincerity and his heart of gold, he replied, “Happy Anniversary to you too, angel.”

a/n: thank you all for reading, hope you enjoy!! again this is not proofread. part 3 with the streamer awards??? 👀👀

taglist: @augustiscoquette

[audioroleplayconfessions]

i dont want to reveal my identity (youll see why in a sec lol) so im saying this here rather than my main account cause im relatively well known in redacted tumblr (annnd im a pussy and this is sort of weighing on me a bit).

i dont know how to say it but there are these chats?? like mainly on discord and instagram and i think some other places too (idk i dont have twitter or x or whatever but i think theres one there too) where people have lists of these accounts they dont like and resolve to 'punish them'. im sure im explaining this terribly but i cant really say much without the people in these chats instantly knowing who i am and adding me to their insane hate pile puritan police bullshit.

i got added to one of the discord chats in august by a mutual from a redacted server i was in (not the main one like some fan one from tumblr) and genuinely? it is fucking insane. think genuine csi shit. like sorting people into who supports 'problematic ships' and 'supports problematic characters' or who are 'rape apologists' or even just 'icky' and genuinely allocating certain people to harass and threaten them. and i mean seriously organising. as in scheduling when to spam anons or making hate posts or trying to work out their real identities to 'drill the lesson in' (actual quote).

whats worse is that many bigger accounts in the fandom are in these chats. like people ive been friendly with for months (if not years) who i thought were cool, but then act completely different there. i wont name drop or anything, mainly to respect the rules of this blog and preserve my own identity (cause god knows they dont deserve that after some of the shit theyve said and done), but if youre in redacted tumblr, you defintely know at least some of them. 100% you do.

ive gone out of my way to warn some of these accounts ive seen on there frequently (so if you got an anon warning you about these chats hello!! its me!!) but i cannot understate how fucking crazy they are. not only do these supposed 'progressive accepting people' resort to misogyny, transphobia, homophobia and racism (esp this one, jesus the slurs) towards any account they dont like, they also genuinely view themselves as these insane moral authorities set on 'cleansing the fandom of the filth' (another actual quote from one of the discord chats. i genuinely had to take a lap after reading it bc it was so cringe and insane it physically hurt)

i swear im telling the truth with this btw, i know it sounds so stupid and unbelievable but i just needed to get it out of my system because ive been lurking in this chat and i feel kinda responsible for all the hate these poor people are getting, since im not standing up against them. so to anyone whos received heavy hate for 'problematic opinions' im really fucking sorry man. i shoulda tried to put a stop to it but there were so many big accounts there i was afraid of getting ostracised from the community or targeted myself.

anyway, point is. be careful. watch ur faves. and god, everyone in this moral brigade stop being so fucking demented. youre making this unfun for everyone.

(thank you for giving a space for me to speak about this btw bc i genuinely dont know how i wouldve told people widescale otherwise. i really appreciate the space you provide for us all <33 )

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[hoffmansgirl]

Honestly, I’m getting tired. It’s literally bts pics from a tv show. He’s not even playing Jesus in the show. People are just looking for a reason to hate him at this point and it’s really pathetic. I was not okay with him posing with those guys and I felt like people had a genuine reason to be upset with him, but I also thought double standards were rearing its ugly head again. Let’s get mad at nick for posing with guys dressed as Lyle and Erik but let’s like and repost thirst edits of Nick and Cooper made up of scenes from a show where they play … Lyle and Erik Menendez. People are holding him to a standard that other celebrities aren’t held to. He can’t do anything without people picking him apart and “canceling” him. It’s honestly annoying.

YES YES YES 🗣️ louder for the cunts in the back!

nicholas chavez is not problematic.

so. i actually feel so bad for him because it must be so hard. he's just gotten popular how long ago... a month? two? and people are trying to cancel him so bad.

he can't do ANYTHING without getting hate - first people started bringing up his love life - since when is it anyone's business? calling him a bop, a man whore. people are feeling way too comfortable nowadays.

next ━ "nicholas doesn't support the brothers", "he doesn't give a fuck" ━ how can YOU know that. he doesn't owe anyone a ny thing. he doesn't need to be as vocal as cooper is about it ━ as i wrote in here aaand here. i honestly won't even talk about it anymore after this post because it's fucking annoying.

the picture with the dicks dressed as menendez brothers ━ disgusting. i'm not gonna defend this one because well. he could have refused to take it. he's a grown ass man, for gods sake. although, as i mentioned before, he is HUMAN. he is LEARNING how to be a big star, what he should and should not do. let's not pretend we are all angels, bffr. we all make mistakes, and sometimes we don't even realise we do something that might be considered wrong.

now... the (hot) god damn pictures... can we stop being so sensitive and fucking annoying!!!!!! 😁 i saw that post and thought that he looks so good, the brat dance made me smile sooo much ━ then i saw the comments... he is not. mocking. religion. he is not mocking your beliefs or your god.

"cancelling" an actor for being an... actor is fucking embarrassing. i just have to laugh.

why is everyone so obsessed with this man, with everything he does? why are haters the first ones in his comment section? god, even i am not that fast and i'm fucking obsessed with the guy. come on... people just hate to hate.

and! surprise! he doesn't owe you an apology ━ if you're offended by the pictures ━ because it's just the show. people think he dressed up as jesus for halloween... do your fucking research. read the caption. stop harassing the poor man i swear 😭

in this house we don't hate on nick ━ of course he needs to be held accountable for the menendez brothers picture, no explanation needed ━ but nothing else.

it's kinda funny because my man is just working, being an introvert and people think he's a soulless narcissist.

i guess people just hate rich, popular and hot men that live their best life... i kinda feel sorry for them, ngl.

and one more thing before i finish... nicholas' love life. the insults i've seen online are so concerning. why are people so comfortable to comment on other people's relationships? why do people believe everything they see on tiktok or twitter? calling him a "man whore" is wayyyy too much. like let this man breathe around another woman? or have female friends? god forbid talk to another woman...

i don't want to comment on his girlfriend because... i want need her man, why would i even talk about her 😭 i have my own opinion but lemme just not...

woof woof i'm yapping. but yes anon, i agree with you. 100%.

and finally! if u wanna talk about it (or just talk about nicholas...) then my dms are open!

and remember!!!! to treat people with kindness ♡ 🫧

(celebrities are also people).

[leclerc-s]

big reputations - part seven

series masterlist // previous // next

sabrina carpenter LET'S GO DANNY!! GET THAT FUCKING TRACTOR IN THE FUCKING POINTS BABY!!

charles leclerc so just fuck the rest of us right? sabrina carpenter oh, i'm sorry, i wasn't aware that you were coming back to racing after being on medical leave?? charles leclerc you're right, as you were.

daphne jones don't worry charles, we're all praying ferrari doesn't fuck up your race.

max verstappen that's just not possible. it's ferrari we're talking about

charles leclerc ok fuck you. you don't even get along with your teammate away from the cameras. oscar piastri could never be me sabrina carpenter we know they don't call you oscar 'heart eyes' piastri for nothing

daphne jones you're all children

sabrina carpenter your* children

sabrina carpenter anyways, max what are your thoughts on seven by daphne?

oscar piastri GET HER OFF OF TWITTER ALREADY!!

sabrina carpenter NO!!

daniel ricciardo i don't get it, what does seven have to do with f1 twitter??

charles leclerc even i know what it means

max verstappen i also don't get it

sabrina carpenter charles and oscar get it that's all that matters

max verstappen you're a very weird person

sabrina carpenter at least none of my exes have looked like they could be my parent or my sibling

charles leclerc

oscar piastri

charles leclerc as the children say, gagged him.

max verstappen i literally hate you

sabrina carpenter that's okay. i hate you too.

daphne jones everyday i begin to question why i'm friends with any of you.

daniel ricciardo i agree. none of you are normal.

oscar piastri starting with you two.

oscar piastri i thought the worst thing about this weekend was going to be my dnf. but jesus christ, how could i be so wrong??

sabrina carpenter permission to attack?

daphne jones permission denied sabrina carpenter but mom!

max verstappen well oscar’s a fucking psychic

daniel ricciardo do you want to talk about it buddy?

charles leclerc if i fucking talk about it i think i’ll cry. so no, i don't.

oscar piastri reputation era incoming?

daphne jones not the time osc

charles leclerc it’s fucking bullshit

sabrina carpenter if i had a nickel for every time carlos inherited a position after a disqualification i’d have two nickels.

sabrina carpenter no i swear to fucking god if i see one spanish media headline bashing on charles i will be attacking, permission or no permission. sabrina carpenter why is this guy treated like the second coming of jesus christ in spanish media when fernando alonso is right there? the 2x world champion, the 106 podium placer. sabrina carpenter sainz has 18, compared to fernando it's fucking nothing

max verstappen i thought you knew that it's rumored that carlos’ family has an in with the spanish media? that’s why they love him so much.

sabrina carpenter i’m biting fucking ankles. i hope charles manages to overtake him in the driver standings just shut them up.

charles leclerc at this point it'll take a fucking miracle. lando overtook me in the standings. lando, who had a horrible fucking start to his season and was barely managing to get into the points. says a lot about my season and myself as a driver doesn't it.

daphne jones were you not the vice champion last year? you're a great driver charles, you've just had a horrible season. you've made some mistakes but the majority has been ferrari's fault. if they could just get their shit together you'd have a better season.

charles leclerc thanks, i really needed to hear that.

daniel ricciardo besides, hasn't max constantly said that he enjoys fighting on track with you? i think you're one of the few who he likes fighting with on track. last year was great for you two, maybe we'll get a repeat of it next year.

oscar piastri you're 26 charles, you've got plenty of time to get a wdc, one shitty season isn't going to change that.

sabrina carpenter i will be manifesting a podium for you in mexico to make up for this shitty weekend

charles leclerc thank you sabrina

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¡leclerc-s speaks! i have a lot of grievances about texas this year, in case you couldn't tell. realistically i know them performing at the vegas ceremony doesn't work because it clashes with eras tour dates but can we pretend the brazil shows are a week later?? i'm realizing i now have to come up with a nonsense outro for vegas, any ideas?? i did take some creative liberties with the points during the us grand prix, sorry to pierre but someone had to be sacrificed. sorry in advance for portraying carlos the way i did, BUT IT'S FOR THE STORIES PURPOSE!! I PROMISE I LIKE HIM!!

¡disclaimer! this is in no way making assumptions about the people involved in this story, this is all fake. it is a fanfiction please don't take any of what is said seriously. this is all for entertainment purposes and as a creative outlet. enjoy!

[jewishcissiekj]

So much about current DC is so casually or clearly antisemitic it's just painful at this point.

So I was going through the Solicitations for Dc's December comics and I got so fucking mad To start it off, one of the first things I see when I open Instagram after Rosh HaShana is Superman drawn as Jesus/a Christ figure for an official cover by Jorge Jimenez. Then, there's an entire event throughout November and December in DC that's centered around Santa Claus. All well and fine, but two of the leading characters that have been chosen to hang around Santa are Harley Quinn and Damian Wayne, both very much ethnically Jewish at least.

These two characters' Jewishness is ambiguous and barely mentioned, so maybe DC just forgot? But that's exactly part of it, how these characters are very much Jewish going into their families and heritage, but DC chooses to ignore that repeatedly, making that part of their identities irrelevant and unmentioned. Not only that, but DC keeps hiring the same artist who's known to be a N@zi (and a CP artist), Otto Schmidt, for some of their Christmas and Santa covers. It makes me soooo mad and it's so, so wrong on so many levels.

The last time in recent memory I can recall a character's Jewish heritage being acknowledged in a recent DC comic I read, was with Hal Jordan, in Knight Terrors: Green Lantern, only because a Twitter user told the series writer Hal was Jewish, or he wouldn't know otherwise. I never understand why it's the fans' obligation to remind a writer of a character's heritage or ethnicity, why isn't it already known to the writer? Why are these things, which are a big part of so many people's lives are so largely ignored in stories that discuss these people's lives?

It's a gut kick at the worst level and it hurts like hell. It makes it a million times worse that it's not only Judaism and characters' Jewishness. It's all aspects and types of culture, from Selina Kyle's essentially erased and forgotten of ethnicity to whitewashing Damian Wayne and so on. God I hate it.

[paddockbunny]

“This has to stop!”

Summary: You didn’t deal with the “fame” side of dating Daniel very well and repeated the same mistake of looking and reading the hate. What will Daniel do and say when he finds out how it makes you feel? Rating: 18+. Pairing : Daniel Ricciardo x Reader Word Count : 3,070 (One Shot) Trigger Warnings : 18+, this is a tough one, sad, depressed thoughts, self confidence issues, language warning, fan criticism, seriously it really is pretty sad with a nice twist at the end 💞Authors Note : please stick with this one because the end is everything! I’m sorry it’s so sad

You promised him you wouldn’t look. You swore you’d ignore it. But how could you? It was like some evil, nasty drug that you were addicted too. After slinking away from the garage you had gone back to Daniel’s drivers room and opened the Instagram app on your phone. The gossip pages popped up as soon as you tapped on the search bar and you paused, your finger hovering over the first one, unsure if you could do it but your subconscious took over. You were the third picture on the grid and before tapping on it you inhaled deeply. You ignored the several pictures of you walking through the paddock hand in hand with your smiling boyfriend and went straight to the comment section.

As you began to read your eyes scanned over the comments. Ignoring the ones that said nice your outfit was, how happy you both looked and how lucky both of you were to find each other, instead going straight for the other ones. The ones that cut you down, tore you apart, mentally destroyed you.

You sought them out like an alcoholic seeking alcohol. A sex addict seeking sex. You read and re-read and re-read again.

How can you all not see through her? She’s only with him for the fame and the money.

She looks awful in that dress. Those boots make her legs look fat. Terrible choice.

Why is he doing this?! Look at him. He’s a 10. She’s a three at best.

She needs to do something with her hair. It just hangs there

God, I thought it the last time she was in the paddock but Jesus, he could do so much better.

See she made her insta private, probably doesn’t like the home truths.

Can’t wait till he cheats on her. She’s too smug and needs brought down to size

You had gone past the stages of crying when you read them. You chew the skin on the side of your thumb instead, the stinging giving you more release than crying would. You returned to the search page and found the next Instagram. Taking another deep breath and on an exhale tapping on your picture.

What a dumb bitch

I absolutely hate this girl. Daniel’s clearly only with her for the sex, she seems so boring.

Fuck offfffff. She’s such a buzz kill.

Bringing her along again Daniel? REALLY?

I didn’t notice before but I thought her lips were bigger? Does she get filler? Fuck, she needs it.

Filler? How about Botox too? But then again, none of that can fix her drab personality.

This time your lip trembled and a slight sting filled your eyes as a crushing feeling descended upon your chest . You went back to the search page, clicked on the next one and found yourself vacant, thankfully, but then there was a text post you scrolled too which said they wouldn’t post you on the grid because your relationship with Daniel wouldn’t last very long so there was no point. You closed your eyes for a second before switching apps, heading to Twitter instead. You typed your name into the search bar and again, found what you were looking for without much of a hunt. More and more words of criticism followed by questions of why Daniel was with you and when he was going to dump you. Fake rumours (you hoped) of him cheating being shared by multiple accounts.

You sat for a moment after closing your phone. Just sat on the floor of his drivers room and stared at his hoody on the back of the chair in front of you. You wanted to reach out and touch it, hold it, bury your nose it to inhale his scent. You wanted to feel him, be near him while he was out on track driving at 180 miles per hour. But you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. Couldn’t muster the strength to crawl over and cling on to his hoody as if you life depended on it. The words you had read swirled around in your brain and something blocked you from being able to do anything apart from sit there on the floor staring at the teal coloured garment like you had officially lost your marbles.

You let your head fall backward as you tried to take a few deep, grounding breaths as you mentally tried to banish the tears threatening to spill any moment.

“Y/n?” a man’s voice came and a sudden rush of pure embarrassment rolled throughout your body. You didn’t think anyone would come in here during the race, you thought you’d be safe. But as you opened your eyes you saw Michael hovering by the door. “Is everything ok?” He asked and you felt your throat get tight at even the thought of responding to him. So you nodded. You took a deep breath and nodded before scrambling to get to your feet. “Y/n” you couldn’t stay in the room that now felt it was getting smaller and smaller by the second. You couldn’t have Michael looking at you like how he was looking at you. His face full of concern. When he finally came further into the room you used it as an excuse to make your escape. Your legs carrying you over to hospitality to get a bottle of water, something to distract you at least.

“Well done.” You state without enthusiasm. Daniel finished in P9. In the points at least. You felt his disappointment radiating off of him and you didn’t know what to do to quell it. He handed his things to Michael who was in fact looking at you instead of his employer and it set you on edge. Normally you would have given Daniel a quick, soft kiss but you had been criticised for that the last race so decided not too this time, even if he was looking for it. Your heart shuddered in your chest at denying him but you couldn’t. You simply couldn’t let yourself in for the barrage of comments about it once his fans got a hold of the pictures.

As you left to go wait for him in hospitality. Michael followed him to his drivers room. In the safety and confines of the small space Michael handed over your phone. You had left it behind on the carpet when you absconded earlier during the race. Daniel seemed puzzled until Michael sighed;

“I think she was looking at the comments again. The bad ones.” Daniel stared down at your phone in his hand as an easy feeling took over his body. He glanced down, taking in the baby pink phone case that by now became a colour he associated with you. His thumb pressing the side button and seeing the photo you set as your Lock Screen, the pair of you at dinner in NYC, smiling happily at Scotty behind the camera. And with that he felt like someone had punched him in the gut. The thought of you reading hateful comments made his stomach turn and he felt sick. He had told you numerous times not to do it, not to listen to them, take anything to heart, but you didn’t have such a thick skin like he did. You were gentle, pure, fragile even. And he knew what these comments were doing to you. He felt it when he touched you. When he watched you take even longer doing your make-up (that you didn’t even need) or do your hair. How you grew more and more indecisive about what to wear and changed several times in a panic thinking you didn’t look “right”. When you brought up getting fillers, a nose job, a brow lift or signed up for three more spin classes to “get rid of an inch or two” on your already perfect thighs. The carefree, free spirited, fun loving girl he fell in love with was still in there but you had begun to lock her away after letting the nasty, jealousy driven comments get underneath your skin. And it destroyed him. And Daniel couldn’t help but feel like he had done this. It was his fault you were getting all this abuse. He went public with you too fast. He didn’t think about the repercussions about falling in love and being out and happy about it.

You had been sitting waiting on Daniel in a quiet corner of the hospitality suite, reading. You were practically curled in on yourself at the table. Head down masked by your hair and tilted head. To anyone passing you probably were in protection mode, which was probably exactly what your sub conscious was doing. You had been trying to take in the words on the page before you. Something about the narrator being suspicious of Mrs Danvers and thinking she was in love with Maxim De Winters seemed about right. But all you kept thinking about was the words you had read earlier. Only with him for the fame and the money. He could do better. Those boots make her legs look fat. Dumb bitch. Buzz kill. Drab personality.

They swirled round and round your head so fast you probably could get whiplash. It felt like you were on a fairground ride, a waltzer, without being able to get off. And then a hand went down the back of your head and you flinched. It was only Daniel but it gave you such a fright. You were utterly lost in your mind that his tender action scared you. “Ready to go?” He asked quietly and you nodded. You had been ready to go since you got here this morning and saw the photographers at the gate.

Arriving back to the hotel was always problematic. Fans who hadn’t had tickets or couldn’t attend the race always seemed to collude with each other to gather outside of the hotels teams were staying at. And tonight was no different. Daniel swore under his breath and told you to run inside with Michael. He could have said no to them but he was too nice, too gracious to refuse people who had waited hours, possibly all day, for their five seconds with him. Initially you paused and looked back when you got inside, dutifully escorted and under the arm of Michael but decided to go straight upstairs. You had enough of today. You couldn’t help but think that of all these people that claimed they were fans they still spouted the most hurtful things online. After-all, some of the people who wrote the comments that still buzzed around your mind could have been standing right there, 30 feet away from you. “Im going straight up.” You whispered to Michael and found the key card in your bag. You looked a little more for your phone but figured you could empty it and have a better look whilst in the safety of the hotel suite.

And that was the first thing you did as you got in. You tipped your bag out on to the plush white bedding. Your book, some change, gum, a tampon, AirPods, wallet, a condom, lip balm and your sunglasses fell out but no phone. You wondered if you had left it in the chauffeur driven car or perhaps in hospitality as you waited but then you realised you hadn’t actually had it since you were in Daniel’s drivers room and then you did begin to worry. Your life was on there. Your calendar app, your contacts, your cycle tracker, photos of your friends, your family, ones of you and Daniel that time you were larking around in bed one morning that you didn’t ever want getting out. And you sighed deeply. You could buy a new one. That wasn’t what was worrying you. It was the thought of anyone being able to guess your code or jail break your phone and read your messages, see the photos, the videos, all of the content you had and using it against you. You were so lost in the moment you hadn’t even realised Daniel was now stood in the room.

“Y/n” he said your name gently. “I’ve lost my phone….” The words followed teetered on the tip of your tongue while you tried not to let your voice give away that you felt a little scared. “Im sorry…” “You haven’t.” He said and went to his backpack. Your eyes watched intently as he pulled your phone from a pocket hold it up in the air like it was some lost golden treasure.

Daniel didn’t just hold your phone out to you, give it back to you, and then head off for a shower or order room service or anyone the other multitude of things he usually did after a race day. He held on to it as he placed it in your hand - he was only a foot or so away from your body - and waited till you looked into his eyes. You knew he knew. “Talk to me, y/n” he whispered “please.” “There’s nothing to talk about.” You faked it, pretended the words leaving you were true. Your voice let you down. It was nervous. Unsteady. Unable to do what you wanted it too. Daniel’s grip on your phone didn’t loosen and you swallowed, fearing all of the emotions from earlier would now bubble up to the surface. “What do you want me to say?” Your words came out practically in audible. You were struggling for dominance over the tears that were building in your eyes. “Have you been reading the comments again?” You were scared what he would think of you if you said yes but you also knew he wouldn’t believe you if you said no. And then the words left you as the tears did too.

“I’m not good enough for you.”

Your bottom lip shook, tears flowed freely down your cheeks and you couldn’t bare to look at him. You needed to put distance between the pair of you because you didn’t want him to see you fall apart. You bolted straight for the bathroom and instantly slid the lock. Shaky breaths took over as more and more tears fell from your eyes. You tried with all your might to stay in control of it but eventually a sob escaped your mouth and you couldn’t stop. All those comments pummelled you into the ground, crush you completely. Each and every time you saw them they chipped away a little more and a little more and you were slowly realising how they were stealing your soul. They were stealing your happiness. They were stealing you away from Daniel.

You cried and cried. Thankful you could finally let it all out when you heard Daniel’s voice from the other side of the door. “I’m right here, baby.” And it hurt. It just hurt. “I’m not going anywhere.” He didn’t force you to open the door. He knew you needed space. He knew that you had to let it out, let out what you been holding in all day. You wanted nothing more than to open the door and cling on to him as if he was your oxygen but you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. Because as soon as you did it became his problem too. He would take it on and feel burdened by it and you didn’t want that. You remembered the first time the comments got nasty, the very first time you went to a race with him confirming the pair of you were together, how Daniel tried to block each and every one of the users who had left such terrible words aimed at you. He would take this on feel your pain. Because that’s exactly what it felt like, pain. All you had done was fall in love with someone who happened to be in the public eye.

Slowly, as the sobs subsided and you could control the tears you saw Daniel trying to wedge your phone under the bathroom door. He said nothing but you got to your knees and picked it up. It was on his Instagram and he just said “look at the story” and you did. It was words and you wiped your eyes clear of fogged up tears to be able to read it.

THIS HAS TO STOP!

I met and fell in love with an incredible, beautiful, talented girl who makes me happy every second of the day and I have chosen to share my life with her.

My private life is of no concern to any so called “fans”. Especially ones who post abusive, hurtful, downright vile comments about her (even tagging her so she can’t ignore them).

Treat others as you would want to be treated and be god damn respectful or I will no longer share any of my life with you, sign autographs, take photos or anything else if this abuse of my girlfriend doesn’t come to a stop.

He had posted it several minutes ago. Posted while you were sobbing your heart out. You read over the words multiple times. Each time stopping on something different. A stillness washed over you that he had done something like that for you. It was so public and hard to ignore now and he had lay real, boundaries for fans. You reached up and unbolted the door. Daniel sat just in front of it watching as it slowly crept open.

“I can’t promise it will it better, or make it stop completely, but I’m going to try.” And suddenly you felt a calm settle inside of you. It wouldn’t make the things you read about yourself or your relationship go away but hopefully you wouldn’t see them. You could mend the pieces they had chipped from you and you could just get back to being happy like you were before you had gone public. “The team just reposted it too…” Daniel said glancing down at his own phone in his hands.

“Thank you….” You could barely get the words out because you practically launched yourself across the space and got straight into his lap, your arms around his neck clinging on to him tightly. You felt safe there, in his arms. And as he held you equally as tightly you let the tension from the day begin to dissipate out of your body.