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[jellogram]

None of my clothes fucking fit me anymore and I'm like leaning over the bathroom counter gritting my teeth going "this is fine this is fine this is fine" because I'm trying to dress cute for my night out but I haven't dressed cute in so long that none of my cool clothes fit me and I look ridiculous and I want to cry. I'm trying really hard to be okay with my weight but I have this really nice leather jacket I got for my birthday a few years ago and it's too small for me now.

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[a-b-riddle]

Part Three

Warning: If you don't like Taylor Swift, you're not gonna like this chapter that much, homie. But So Long, London is so fitting for this drabble series. (I guess a series since it's longer than a drabble at this point)

Can’t stop thinking about reader just trying to move on

You had to remind yourself several times not to check in with the guys. It had almost become second nature doing something big like this. But going to another country…

Not that they would care. You told yourself. It was for the best that way.

The expo went better than you expected. You didn’t believe that there would be a line out the door of eager readers wanting to read your book, but you got a decent amount. More than a few told you they couldn’t wait to read it. Several asking for photos and asking questions on any future books, a spin-off or even continuing the series.

When one a particular large group of girls your age asked for a group photo, you could have cried. They were had found each other in an online book club. You had given them your book several months ago. All copies signed with a note thanking them for taking the time to read what you had poured your heart into.

You had spent a large chunk of your free time talking to them. Bonding more so as women than over your book.

"Have you listened to Taylor's new album?"

It had only been out for two days and you had been able to avoid it like the plague. You didn't need to even listen to 'So Long, London' to know it would fucking gut you. So you would enjoy your time in the states. Save the listening experience for when you were packing up their stuff.

They had posted and tagged you before continuing on with the rest of the expo. You had reposted the photo to your own social media. Or at least one attached to the pen name you had crafted. You only had twelve thousand instagram followers, but it was something.

The first day was much like the second. You had attended several Q & A sessions with a panel of more experienced authors and managed to go to a few meet and greets. Before you knew it, it was time to pack up shop.

The agent the publishing house had assigned to you had stuck with you for most of the day. You were able to pick her brain a bit about new ideas for possible future plot lines and her thoughts. Overall, the trip was great.

Not only were you able to make great connections and take a lot back home with you to reference, but for a few days you forgot what waited for you back home. Or rather what wasn't waiting for you.

By the time your plane landed back in London you could barely hold yourself up. You left the expo, went straight to the hotel to shower, pack and head to the airport.

Your flight was delayed. Your luggage was taking forever to get onto the belt. It was only seven, but fuck if you weren’t ready to just call it a day. Tomorrow you would have to start again. Opening up the shop. Coming back to an empty flat. Maybe start gathering up the items the boys had left behind.

Should you give them in separate boxes or just one giant one and let them sort it out themselves? It was easy to discern whose sweatshirt and t-shirts belonged to who, but when it got to things like socks and chargers...

Yeah.

They could sort it themselves.

You could drop it off at Kyle's when you knew he would be at the gym. He was good at avoiding you anyway.

It wasn't until you stood in your apartment did it hit you.

You were alone.

For the first time in over a year you couldn't call one of them over to soothe that ache of loneliness.

For the first time in over a year, you had to relearn how to handle just being alone.

You usually showered at night. Washing away the grime of the day before settling into bed. But today was a new chapter. You woke up wanting to start it on a good note. Plus you went straight to bed after getting home so you still had a bit of airport funk on you.

It had been a week. One official since you had sent that text nailing the coffin shut. You had touched base with your friends who didn't bat an eye at you dating four men at once. They liked them, even if Simon scared them. You didn't give them the details of the breakup or the cause. You were pretty private in your problems and if you wanted relationship advice, you would seek an unbiased unopinion.

You had a good group of friends, but the moment you told them that you were well and truly heartbroken, they would insist the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else. Something you were nowhere near ready for.

So you needed to look like you had your shit together. You put on a dress that was feminine and, most importantly, comfy as fuck. An A-line floral frock paired with a light sweater and some white trainers. You knew a few of your friends would be stopping by for tea so you need to look like you were taking the separation well. Even if you were barely holding it together.

With makeup and perfume on, you started the early morning stroll to your shop.

You loved openings. Starting up the register and selecting the playlist for today. Picking out the essential oil to put in the diffuser even though you mostly stuck with a lavender and vanilla blend during the spring months.

For the morning you stuck with a Taylor Swift Instrumental playlist you had found initially for studying, but you liked the peaceful feeling it brought. Even when it covered the most gut wrenching songs.

You had started to collect the online orders that had accumulated over the last week. Sending out the e-mails alerting to your patrons that their orders were ready for pick up. Luckily you weren't set to receive a delivery until tomorrow.

It was eight and everything was set. Although not many people came to a bookstore at eight in the morning, it really didn't bother you opening up that early considering you were the only employee that was on the payroll. It gave you the possibility of making money, but mostly you spent the morning reading or writing.

You flipped the sign over from CLOSED to OPEN. Ready to start take on the day.

You had turned the kettle on in the back room when your friends had stopped by around lunch. You always said it was just tea, but you always had an array of snacks on standby for you all to munch on.

Meredith was complaining about what a dick the new client at the law firm was being. An absolute slime who had been married to his wife for almost twenty-five years before he decided to fuck his twenty-two year old assistant.

Tabitha didn't want to talk about work. To her, her career in tech was just a paycheck. She did what she needed to do and left when she was done.

You talked about the expo and how your book. Although neither of them really read, they had promised that they would read your book. You didn't hold your breath. They had reposted your posts as well as making ones of their owns in celebration of you. Words of praise about your dedication and hard work.

You realized that even though they couldn't give you the support you needed as readers, they supported you blindly. You could have written absolute garbage, but they would still support you.

You talked about how many people liked your book and wanted pictures and to sign their copies.

Then came the question you had been rehearsing since you had texted them a week ago. They both shared a look before Meredith finally asked.

"How are you holding up?" You gave a half-smile and a shrug. So perfectly rehearsed in your head you were ready to deliver your lies lines.

"I'm fine," you lied. "It was just fading so there isn't much of a difference, I guess." Not necessarily a lie. "We just wanted different things and were on different paths in life." Not a lie. "It's for the best." You weren't sure if that last one was a lie or not just yet.

They both shared a passing look before returning their gazes back to you. "You know you can come to us about this stuff." Tabitha's hand reached across the table, placing a hand on top of yours.

"It wasn't going to work out." You added. "Situations like that don't and I should have known better."

"A situation?" Meredith asked. "When have you ever called it a situation?"

"It always was one."

"I love you enough to call bullshit." She raised her eyebrow at you, crossing her arms over her chest. "You loved them and you need to stop pretending this is easy."

"You're a divorce lawyer, Mere," You reminded. "You see marriages fall apart every day."

"I do. I get to see from across the table how a woman is still willing to take her cheating arse of a husband back. So the fact that you went from on cloud nine with all of them to not even talking about the break up is concerning to say the least."

"Tabitha," you looked at your only ally left. "A little back up would be nice."

"I'm with her on this one." She confirmed. "You loved them. Not that I cared, but if you weren't talking about books or the shop, you were talking about them. What you did, where you went. How they fucked you."

"I think I'll miss that part the most." Mere sighed. "I lived vicariously through you."

"You know you could actually date people." Tabitha suggested.

"I'd rather live with chronic carpal tunnel than a man." You almost choked on your tea. If you were wearing pearls you would have used the comedic relief of clutching them to break the awkwardness of the current topic of conversation.

"That should be put on a t-shirt." You suggested

"I wouldn't mind it on a welcome mat to be honest." Tabitha added.

"But in all seriousness, cut this bullshit." Meredith gave you an sympathetic smile. "We're here. Good, bad and ugly."

You returned her smile. "I know."

You had closed up shop for the evening. Your lunch had gone longer than expected so now you were left doing the dishes and clean up during closing. You were setting the last cup on the drying rack when you heard the front door chime.

Shit.

You must have forgotten to lock the door when you turned the sign.

“I’m sorry!” You apologized, making your way out of the back break area and to the front of the store. “We’re-”

“Closed.” He said, locking the door behind him. “I saw the sign.”

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[byler-alarmist]

Tell me in the notes how your life would be different and/or what you'd be hyperfixating on instead!

Imagine a timeline where Stranger Things never got renewed after the first season. Or worse, never got made at all.

Imagine never being introduced to all these characters and watching them grow.

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[mortalityplays]

You need more free art.

I quit my job yesterday. Well, actually I quit my job eight weeks ago, but they finally released me yesterday for good behaviour. Don't get me wrong, I love what I do - but I do it for the wrong reasons. Working for major charities, you learn very fast that 'I want to make the world a better place' is a phrase you use to ask people for money, not to give them things. I was an ass-backwards fit for that world.

You need more free art. I need more free art. Everyone has felt the shift in our media landscape over the last ten years, away from access and towards nickel-and-diming the human experience. That lack of access is making life and culture worse for all of us, across the board. Paywalled news sites leave us less informed, attacks on the Internet Archive leave us less capable of research. Algorithmic social feeds and streaming walled gardens trap us inside smaller and smaller demographic bubbles, where we are increasingly only likely to encounter ideas that have been curated for us by marketing departments. Hasty efforts to resist AI commodification have only led to more artists locking their work away and calling for even more onerous systems of copyright law. This is not good for us.

We all need more free art.

So what am I going to do about it?

This is a question I have been asking myself for years. It's easy to sit here feeilng frustrated and thinking 'boy I hope SOMEONE does SOMETHING'. It's harder to take action in a world where I still have rent to pay. But hard doesn't mean impossible. Sometimes hard just means time-consuming, frustrating and slow. And sometimes it's worth doing something time-consuming, frustrating and slow because...I want to make the world a better place.

I'm going to do this:

1. From April 1st, I am relaunching as a freelance writer and editor.

This is the one that will (hopefully) help to pay the bills. I am a very good and experienced editor. I've worked on hollywood movies, I'm a member of the Chartered Institute of Editors and Proofreaders, I have clients who have been coming to me exclusively for more than 10 years.

Alongside bigger contract jobs, I am going to refocus on offering my services to small-press creators at a reduced rate. That means you, graphic novelists. That means you, itch and amazon writers. I want to help you develop your work, the same way I help large organisations. You can learn more about what an editor even does and what kind of pricing you can expect here.

2. I'm also going to start giving shit away. Like, constantly.

Next week I'm going to launch a new free shop. If you're unfamiliar, a free shop, giveaway shop, swap shop, etc. is an anarchist tradition of setting up a storefront where anyone can take what they like for no cost. Offline, this often means second-hand clothes, tools, furniture, food etc. Online, I am going to be giving away digital art. Copyright-free, no strings attached. It will (eventually) feature everything from print-res posters to zines, poems, tattoo flash, t-shirt designs and anything else we come up with.

Yes, I said 'we' - while this is a curated collection, it will feature work from a variety of credited and anonymous artists and activists, all of whom have agreed to give their work away to the public domain. Some of it will be practical, some of it will be political, but a lot of it will be decorative or personal. This is, in part, a response to recent difficulty I had finding somewhere that would print a one-off joke poster for a friend that featured the word 'faggot'. Enough. No middlemen - no explaining ourselves. Just print our shit and enjoy it.

I'm very, very excited about this project. I'll have more to say about it closer to the launch, but you can expect it to go live on March 27th.

2.2 I forgot to mention the ACTUAL LAUNCH GIVEAWAY

To celebrate my launch, I am going to be giving away a ton of physical prints. When I went looking for my old stock to see if it was worth setting a new (paid) storefront up, I realised I had way more old work in storage than I thought. This will be announced in its own right on Monday, but this is why I've been hinting you should go follow my Patreon.

On April 1st, I will pick 8 random patrons (from across all tiers including non-paying followers!) and mail them a bundle of assorted prints and postcards. The prize pool includes A3 and A4 posters, packs of A6 postcards, and printed minicomics that I've previously sold for up to £12 each.

You don't have to be a paying subscriber to enter - this is strictly no-purchase necessary. It is purely and entirely a celebration of the concept of GIVING ART AWAY FOR FREE.

3. PORN, YOU PERVERTS

Because I still have to pay to stay alive, I am going to be subsidising all this free art with the introduction of Fuck You Fridays. Starting from March 29th, I will drop a new 18+ short story on the last Friday of every month, over on itch.io (yes I know my page is desolate right now, don't worry I'll get there).

The first edition, Go Fuck Yourself, is about, well - telling your boss where to stick it. Julia has had it with her millionaire man-child manager, and is just about ready to let him know what she really thinks. It's a short and steamy 5k words, with a gorgeous cover illustration by @taylor-titmouse, and you can pick it up for $3 starting from March 29th.

4. ANOTHER BIG SURPRISE

I'm keeping this one under wraps for now, but April 1st will also play host to one more (FREE) launch. If you've been following me for a long time, you might remember the other significance of this date (no not April Fool's day, though that is certainly thematically relevant to this entire effort). That's all I'll say right now. Watch this space.

tl;dr: I'm sick of paywalls and career ladders. I'm literally putting my money where my mouth is. More free art for everyone and I'm not kidding around!!!

[vroomingrussell]

Charles Leclerc x Plus Size Reader

When online haters began to body shame Charles’ childhood best friend, he confesses something he’s been holding in for years. Some angst but mostly positive affirmations.

First F1 fic…. Enjoy.

You stood unmoving in the Ferrari garages; unable to peel your eyes away from the scene unfolding infront of you. Charles, you best friend since childhood, was moments away from fulfilling a dream he has had for years, a dream that had seemed unlikely, breaking the ‘Monaco curse’.

You were very aware of the cameras set on you and the rest of his family; they were feeding off the tension in the room, displaying a vulnerable moment to the crowd; and then it happened, he crossed the finish line and finally you felt like you could breathe again; with tears brimming in your eyes you embraced Arthur and then his mother. The cheers of victory ringing out in your ear.

Charles was elated and right fully so; he drove brilliantly and worked hard for this moment, in that moment he was the king of the world and you were happy to be a loyal subject. The celebration went on through the day and late into the night.

You smiled as your best friend looped a hand around your waist, drunkenly singing to the song in the club. “Charlie I have to use the bathroom” you called out to him.

“No stay, dance with me” he begged, but you needed to put some separation between you; the prying eyes of the other club goers left you feeling more exposed that the short black dress you wore did.

Monaco was home to beautiful models and heiresses, actresses and singers, beautiful woman that did not have shop outside of the sample sizes the designer boutiques that was on every street in Monte Carlo. You knew you were beautiful, you were confident in the body you had been given, curved like the goddesses your mother had said. But being around Charles always garnered attention you didn’t like. People that didn’t know you always had a lot to say, nothing nice. Women that wanted his attention hated you for having it; even though you were nothing more than best friends.

Reluctantly, Charles let you go “you owe me a dance Y/N” he called after you as you rush to find the bathroom.

You stood in the toilet stall, trying to ease the anxiousness that had settled in your chest. The bathroom door swung open and you could hear a hushed conversation.

“Did you see the girl that he was with?”

“Ick, horrendous whale” one girl giggled “Charles is such a pretty boy, it’s a shame he’s friends with someone like her”

“She’s so in love with him, poor thing does not realize he only likes models” the other said.

The rest of the conversation was drowned out by the loud beating of your heart. Online comments were something you were used to, the harassment from trolls never took a toll on you, but hearing it for yourself from girls you can imagine looked nothing close to you was a different kind of pain, and the reminder that Charles wouldn’t date someone like you, well you didn’t want to dwell on that, not when you had drilled it into your head since you were teens.

-

You skipped out on the rest of the celebrations after that. Heading home instead to your dog, the comfort of your paints.

By the time you had showered and changed into your favorite sleeping shorts and t shirt; the sun had began to rise over the beach, which you had a perfect view of from your balcony. The soft pinks and peach mixed together beautifully as you tried to replicate the view in front of you on canvas; for the moment you were in grossed by creating you didn’t hear the door open and close to your apartment.

“Y/N” Charles shouted, startling you.

“Christ Charles” you answered, hand over your heart as you stood up “do you want to kill me?”

“Why’d you leave?” He asked, not beating around the bush.

“Nothing- I was tired” you lied. Charles rolled his eyes at that, he knew you better than anyone, he could tell there was something on your mind.

“Truth”

“Would you date me?” You asked.

“Y/N” he said softly

“No, no I know, we’re friends, you don’t have feeling for me like that, but would you date me, or someone that looks likes me?” You gestured down to your body, soft stomach and thicker thighs, arms that weren’t toned nor defined.

“Who said something to you” He looked at you with a frown.

“Does it matter? Answer the question”

“Of course I would, specially you if you wished”

“Char, don’t joke” you pouted.

“Y/N.. I’m not”

“Charles, please” you sighed softly.

“I’m serious, you are the most beautiful, talented and smart woman I know, you are ways out of my league” he steps closer, hands reaching out to rest on your hips. “I did not think it would be possible for me to confess this is how I fell, how I’ve felt for a long time”

“Why?”

“Because everytime anyone mentions it, you said we are just friends, I thought you did not want to be with me”

“I’d be crazy not to want you, but we just can’t” you shook your head “I already get so much shit for being your friend, could you even imagine what they’d put me through if we dated?”

Charles shook his head and cupped your cheeks “sweet Y/N, why does it matter what anyone says, especially when they don’t know us?”

“It shouldn’t matter but it does, it hurts to be picked apart and shamed for existing… I have to think twice about the clothes I wear or what I eat in public, I cannot even fall in love without being afraid that I will be judged because I don’t look a certain way or because I am a certain size. It’s frustrating even when i am at my most confident, I worry about what other will say”

The silence stretches for a long moment before Charles pulls you in his arms “you know what I love the most about you? You are most radiant person I’ve ever met, you radiate this kinda of energy i cannot put into words, you make me feel calm and happy and confident.. you have not seen the effect you have on people; you can always put a smile on someone’s face, you are always so kind and gentle… I have seen the comments; the words people have said about you, the nasty ones and the good… and there’s so much good… you have inspired so many young women to embrace their own beauty… Y/N I love you, you might not believe me today because of the doubts that’s been planted in your mind but I will show you” he kisses the top of your head, vowing to show you just how true his words were.

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[lukeywritesstuff]

Holiday Shopping

Dad!Luke x Mom!Reader

Description: Luke, your 4 year old son and you go holiday shopping together. And yes they did name their kid after Sidney Crosby because I feel like at least one Hughes brother would do that.

Warnings: fluff, lots of it, children and a pregnancy mention.

NOT MY GIF!

“Luke did you text Quinn to ask him if we’re getting Jack a new basketball net for the lake house?” I asked my husband as we walk around Dick’s Sporting Goods.

“Yeah he said we’re gonna buy it since we have a bigger car and he’s gonna pay me half of it back.” He said. “Uhm I’ll pick out the net and you can go to the shoes with Sid to let him pick new ones for school, and can you grab a pair of air forces for Duker? I’ll text you his size.”

“Yeah. Can you also grab another stick for Sid for street hockey? Your brother and him were playing yesterday and he broke his other stick.” I said and Luke nodded before we went our separate ways.

After we pay there we put all the stuff in the trunk of Luke’s truck before we went into the actual mall.

We decided to start off my going into some stores to buy things for our mums, we picked up makeup and skincare from Sephora, some comfy leggings from some pop up leggings store, and some Ugg boots from the Ugg store.

Then we went into Spencer’s and bought Quinn some T-shirt with some lame quote about looking grumpy because Luke thought it was the funniest thing ever, and we went to GameStop and got him a new controller because Luke said he complains about drift while playing chel.

We picked up Mario Kart for Sid’s switch at the GameStop as well, Luke and Sid went off on their own after to find something for me, so I decided to grab some things for them, which was, like: some actor Luke likes biography, some Nike sweatpants, Lululemon hoodies and a headband (his hair is always in his face but he doesn’t wanna cut it), a new Stanley because he lost his at the rink, and a baby onesie to tell him about the baby I’m pregnant with. And I got Sid: some Lego sets he told me he wanted, a Nike sweatsuit, a new target set for his net, new roller blades, Mario Kart as said earlier, and a new iPad since he dropped his down the stairs.

We met back up after and Sid was sleeping in Luke’s arm as he was carrying bags in another.

“Let’s just buy my dad something online, someone’s a little sleepy.” He said and I smiled at my two beautiful boys.

“That sounds good. He’s not hard to shop for anyways. Let’s go.” I said and we drove home.

I hid the presents I bought for the guys in the laundry room knowing neither of them go in there anyways. Then I go upstairs and see Luke and Sid lying in mine and Luke’s bed so I lay with them and just stare at my sleepy boys.

I love my family, and I can’t wait for the new addition to come in 5 months.