#those two are just always on their bullshit

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What will Life in general be like with your Future Spouse?

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Hi loves! Happy 2025 🥳 I know I’m two months late and I’ve been gone for way longer than I had expected, but I’m so happy to be back!! I hope everyone’s new year is going amazing!

Pile 1- The World, King of Wands, Eight of Cups and, Strength.

Hi pile 1!

So right off the bat I feel like your person is such a character! They don't like to be bored, very adventurous and free spirited. If you're a home body I'm not sure if you'd like this about them, but if you're someone that also loves a good adventure I see you two being partners in crime! Everyday is something new really, I think even days when you're both just chilling in the house they like to make it fun, there's always laughter in y'all's home.

So I see this being during a time in life together you're both financially stable, living together and the both of you just really love to live out your days to the fullest, enjoying life together, I hear you guys will always hear complaints from your friends and family how you're never around anymore because you're always on trips lol, living with this person is almost like a whole new world almost, you'll feel like nothing's impossible.

I feel like your person is very fiery, they like to charge through life with their head held high, very outspoken and would rather be a leader than a follower, they fight back, they're so loud too, they won't be ignored. You'll always see these things about them throughout life, you'll see how they love to take charge and stand ground, how they don't like to put up with anyone's bullshit.

I feel like for fun you two will do things kinda sketchy, like my cards show a person graffitiing on the wall, you two will do things for the adrenaline rush of not getting caught but even if you get caught that adds to the fun cause you'll just run away. This person could make you feel younger than you actually are, I just see lots of giggling and mischief, things you'd probably never even thought you'd do because you're like "nah I'm too reserved of a person" but this person will make you want to branch out of your comfort zone, they'll help you through every high and every low, they'll be your strength when you have none.

I feel like if you're someone that's like me and ALWAYS bored, you'll love this person because they're like how could you ever be bored of me? Even conversations with this person are crazy and wild because I don't really think they care for a filter, they seem to not really fear anything in life lol I love their energy, they'll totally rub off on you some of their fiery ways too, they like to see you strong and in your power.

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-Cupid 𖥔 ࣪ ᥫ᭡ꗃ⋆࣪.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Pile 2- Seven of Cups, Temperance, Nine of Cups and, Three of Swords.

Hi pile 2!!

So your future spouse and you will like to plan, I see you guys discussing everything first before you actually do it. You guys just might like feeling secure and safe, planning for the long run, but also being like "okay, so, what's for dinner tomorrow? Do I need to go to the store tomorrow morning?" That kinda energy in almost everything. You guys also like planning your alone time, you might be busy people so I see you two sitting down discussing your little get away from everyone and life temporarily.

Funny enough with the Temperance card here I think this person also likes to go with the flow, maybe this person loves days when you're both free from work or your schedule for long periods of time and can finally focus on each other.

I think during days like those your person will just love making their days about you, they feel kind of clingy and quality time is their love language tbh, they don't really care what you guys do as long as they're with you, they could just sit in silence with you. This person loves focusing on healing the both of you daily, they're really into health and fitness I think but also mental health as well, they're the type to make you a random snack when they've noticed you've skipped breakfast or haven't eaten in awhile, I think they really love taking care of themselves but you as well!

I hope you enjoyed this reading, please leave a heart and reblog!! ♡

-Cupid 𖥔 ࣪ ᥫ᭡ꗃ⋆࣪.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Pile 3- The World, Eight of Swords, The High Priestess, and Six of Coins.

Hi pile 3!

So starting off with The World card I have a very big feeling this is a very free flowing and creative pile! Maybe you do something creative for work, an influence online or something along the lines of that, or your future spouse could be! There’s a vibe here that you and your spouse might like to travel a lot, I feel like your life is a little less planned out, for example you guys might do lots of things out of the blue, random dates, going out shopping together but getting distracted and deciding to go out on a little dinner date at a new restaurant you two stumbled upon while shopping, that kind of unplanned/spontaneous energy.

I feel like your spouse is someone very supportive with the Eight of Swords here, I think in the future together you and your spouse will like to keep things light hearted, I’m hearing in the world we live in these days you and your spouse will try to not like this world break the two of you apart, change your character or value. You guys feel like a very positive couple, the kind to go donate to Charity, volunteer ect etc. Your spouse also likes to take of you! They’ll also be the shoulder you can cry on, they’ll want to make life easier for you too in this world we live in!

Your spouse will honor you, they’ll think and respect your home like a Kingdom, they’ll honor you and the ground you walk on, everyday! From the moment you open your eyes in bed, they’re the type to wake you up with breakfast in bed, except they’ll let you sleep in while they’ve been up for awhile cooking for you. So sweet! A real partnership💕

With the Six of Coins here I think your spouse might be wealthy or is destined for wealth, your spouse wants you to live a life with them where they can pamper you! If you want to be a stay at home parent they’ll support that (if not that’s okay too, they’ll support you working as well!) they’re just like that! They’ll support anything you do! I think this person wants to be so wealthy that they can make money in their sleep and can relax on vacation with you!

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- Cupid 𖥔 ࣪ ᥫ᭡ꗃ⋆࣪.

[mwahbabe]

on my knees begging for dealer! ellie! 💋

being your dealers favourite <3

pairing: ellie williams x fem reader

mdni, smut, car sex, fingering(r!recieving, drug use(e!&r!), squirting, fluff, fwb to something.

a/n: aaahhh i’m sorry this took forever omg not very demure not very mindful at all but boy oh boy do i love me some dealer ellie 🫦

ellie is not the type to give handouts or “hook people up” she’s hard up for money and if you don’t have it, there’s the door. no exceptions. period.

except…. she is. for you anyway. she can’t even remember how much you owe her now. always giving in to your excuses. falling for your stupid puppy dog eyes and that pout you gave her.

“ellss can i come over?” ┃

els🔌┃“you still owe you know.”

“pleaseeee? i’m broke and having a hard week :(“┃

els🔌┃“when are you not having a hard week ?”

“how do you think I feel??.” ┃

els🔌┃“i’m home. don’t keep me waiting.”

she had tried to be strong. she really had. but when she first saw you she became all awkward and nervous seeing a pretty girl show up at her asking for weed. the more you came over the sweeter she became on you. letting you share her blunt and not asking for money, to meeting you wherever to give you what you asked for.

it was annoying how everytime she saw your notification pop up on her phone she answered straight away, even if she knew you had no money to give her, how when she knew you were coming she would straighten out her dirty apartment and try to make it somewhat clean and when meeting you somewhere would try and make herself a bit more presentable and clean the trash out of her car. not that you minded in the slightest. her gaze always wandering to your exposed cleavage or your exposed thighs in those little shorts while you were yapping about whatever while stoned on her couch.

she would always tell herself, no more. she has to pay this time. and always end up giving it to you every. single. time. and then one night you had hooked up. you were at hers getting your usual handout and spending a little more time with her because you actually enjoyed her company. she enjoyed yours too, you were actually fun to be around and good company. you stayed over at hers, ellie let you sleep in her bed, must have been the weed or how you looked that night because ellie ended up knuckles deep in you whispering praise in your ear as her thumb rubbed your clit. “yeah.. that’s it baby… there ya go.. cum on my fingers baby.” you two never brought it up again, only brushing it off as a casual thing and you two were inebriated so it didn’t mean anything. not like ellie didn’t think about it every night and touch her clit and finger fuck herself thinking about your moans and taste. she tried so hard to be firm on you but she just couldn’t. not after that.

also that one night you texted her at 3am.

“elss? are you holding?i’m on my period and i’m broke and in pain i just wanna get high:(”┃

els🔌┃ “aww you poor thing.”

“plsss??:((“┃

ellliieeee????┃

els🔌┃“i’m on my way princess. say thankyou.”

“thankyou so much els ur the best<33”┃

she never drops off unless the price is right. but you’re the exception. and when she showed up to your house not only with the weed but with some snacks and chocolate for you, claiming it was for when you get the “munchies” but really she knew how being on your period sucked and especially while sober, she would lying to herself if she said she wouldn’t have given it to you anyway. she practically invited herself in and insists on keeping you company and rolling a joint for the two of you, trying to act as if it was so you wouldn’t have all the weed to yourself. which was bullshit. she couldn’t stand the thought of you lonely and in pain during that awful time of month. hell. she hated it too.

that night she had grabbed some blankets and cushions and laid the weed and snacks she brought out making sure you were comfy and made you hot tea and put on a movie you both liked and let you cuddle up to her after you both passed the joint back and forth, she had stayed over and rubbed your back until you fell asleep in her arms when the weed had done it’s job.

she was weak for you. you had her. and you both knew it. after a few days on cue came your text.

“hiiii <3 can i come thru?”┃

els🔌┃“i’m out rn. i’ll pick you up.”

“kay <3” ┃

you put your slippers on and threw on a jacket, waiting around until not even five minutes later her “here.” text made you jump up and head outside, sure enough her car was parked on the road with the headlights on. you walk over to her car the butterflies in your tummy getting more intense the closer you got. as soon as you open the passenger door the smell of weed hits you as well as the musky but clean scent of ellies cologne. a smell you had grown to love. “heyy.” you smiled as you hopped in after ellie had been frantically cleaning off the junk off the seat.

“hey princess. sorry bout the mess. hop in.” “ellie you know i don’t care. my car is worse.” you giggle as you shut the door.

ellie chuckled and started the car then pulled off the curb onto the road, her tatted arm on the steering wheel while her other arm was rested on her knee, the tattoo visible with her hoodie sleeve rolled up slightly as she gripped the steering wheel. you couldn’t not stare. you both chatted as she drove down the quiet road, barely any cars as it was past 3am. you loved night drives with her, mainly because you knew it always ended in hotboxing her car but she was just genuinely good company and made you laugh. and wet.

ellie parked up in an empty lot and pulled out a pre-rolled joint out of her pocket holding it out to you. “wanna do the honours?” “you’re so sweet.” you half teased and pulled out your lighter and lit the blunt inhaling it into your lungs and then exhaling, you had gotten good at not coughing.

ellie watched you, her eyes darkening as she watched how your lips wrapped around the joint and how your head leaned back as the cloud of smoke floated above your head as you blew it out. “show off.” ellies voice was slightly hoarse as her shaky had took the blunt off you and inhaled it herself.

“or maybe i’m just better at it.” you retorted, earning a scoff from ellie as she exhaled. “you wish.”

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as you were both chatting back and forth, it didn’t last long before ellie’s hand found it’s way into your panties, at first you just giggled and kept talking, until her fingers circled your clit and your words were cut off, “els..?”

“what? just playing with my favourite customer, that okay with you baby?” your breath catches in your throat and you quickly nod. a little embarrassed how fast you gave in. “yeah..” you lean back against the car seat spreading your legs further, ellie watches both you and her fingers as she circled your clit gathering your wetness. “fuck ellie…” you groan as she rubs you with the perfect amount of pressure and speed. wet noises filled the car, you were already wet from the weed, her voice and being in such close proximity with her but now you couldn’t stop leaking all over her fingers. your voice breathy and needy. “that feel good baby?” she cooed as she went faster, you nodded quickly in response, “need more els.. please.” you whine, the stimulation good but not enough “let’s get these off huh? wanna see you sweet girl.” you didn’t hesitate and rose your hips up sliding your shorts and panties off kicking them aside not giving it a second thought, ellie exhaled as you spread your legs on the seat “atta girl.”

you whimpered. “i got you baby.” she entered two fingers into you, knowing from your previous encounter you could handle it, especially with how soaked you were, a strained groan escaping her at your sounds. ellie’s eyes glanced between your face and her fingers as she slid them in and out of your slick pussy. “such a pretty fuckin pussy..�� ellie murmured, you looked at her, your eyes pouty and unfocused, both from the weed and ellie’s ministrations. ellie melted and immediately leaned in to kiss you. her free hand tangled up in your hair as she tilted her head to the side allowing you to deepen the kiss, sliding her tongue into your mouth, the car was filled with filthy wet sounds and little groans and whimpers from the two of you. rain tapping on the roof of the car and windows as the heavy breathing from you and ellie fogged up the car windows.

ellie pulled away to kiss down your neck, rough and messily leaving dark marks on all over you, your hands were all over her in return, gripping the fabric of her hoodie, smelling the musky but sweet scent she carried. “god ellie..” you whispered, ellie didn’t skip a beat even as she focused on marking you up. her hand still working between your legs, drawing the cutest moans from you. “so fuckin wet… gonna leave a mess on my seat princess.”

she curled her fingers hitting the perfect spot, your back arched and higher pitched moans came from you, ellie’s palm hit your clit as she sped up, now with a purpose to make you all over her fingers. “taking my fingers so good princess… so perfect.” you couldn’t talk now, your hands gripping her shoulder as you clenched around her fingers. “ellie…ellie!”

“yeah yeah baby i know i know. c’mon princess cum on my fingers.”

you squirmed in the seat as your pussy clenched hard around ellie’s fingers as she continued to fuck you through your orgasm, fluid squirting from you each time her fingers moved out of you, spilling all over her car seat your cries and loud groans were music to her ears, you could barely hear her praising and talking you through it, not letting up until she got it all out of you. as your moans died down she slowed until pulling her soaked fingers from you. “atta girl.. shit. you made a fuckin mess huh?” she flicked some of your fluids off and sucked your mess off her fingers, your heart jumping at the sight.

you glanced down at yourself, seeing that little puddle you left on her car seat, immediately covering your face. “fuck you.” ellie laughed, patting your thigh. “hey, don’t be embarrassed. that was fuckin hot.” you uncovered your face and gave a small laugh glancing back at her. both of you seeing the state of each other. “holy shit..” you expressed, fixing yourself and reaching for your shorts and pulling them on, ellie watched with amusement. “yeah.. you good babe?”

you nodded, “way better than.” ellie chuckled and glanced out the window tapping the seat under her before looking back at you starting the engine again. “you wanna grab something to eat?” “aw you’re so sweet, i thought you were supposed to buy me dinner before fucking me?” you teased, pulling you belt on. “ah shit. you’re right. i did this wrong.” ellie said, scoffing. “don’t worry. i’ll do it right next time.” ellie chuckled pulling off the curb.

you rolled your eyes half heartedly but your heart skipped a beat at her words. “next time?” ellie glanced at you as she drove. “yeah.. if you wanna keep doing this.” you smiled, admiring her side profile and her relaxed expression. “yeah of course.” ellie’s hand came to rest on your thigh. “good.”

the rest of the night you two grab food and park up in her car and smoke some more, then go back to hers and snuggle and watch stupid movies stoned and fall asleep together on her couch.

[jedi-enthusiast]

I swear, the “pro palestine” crowd is never beating the antisemitic, racist, and xenophobic allegations because anytime I see someone with a star of david or israeli flag in their name/bio, there’s always about 50 replies that have NOTHING to do with whatever they commented and are basically just them harassing this random person online.

And there’s no winning either! Because I literally just saw someone who had their username formatted like this- "[Israeli flag] [username] [palestine flag]” -and they had like “free palestine” in their bio and also “free israel” (as in free them from hamas’ violence) and they STILL had people under their random comment on an edit saying shit like-

“You can’t have both flags in your username”

“Free Israel from violence they created?”

“No pissraeli is innocent”

So like, there’s literally no winning! Even if you’re vocal about your support of palestine, if you don’t condemn all jews and israelis to death then the “pro palestine” crowd hates you. You can want peace, want a ceasefire, want everyone to be safe, but if you DARE have any empathy for israelis or jews or the hostages then apparently none of that matters because you’re the “enemy.”

Heaven forbid you think that a two state solution is best, instead of wanting israel wiped off the face of the earth. Heaven forbid you think hamas is the terrorist organization that it LITERALLY IS and responsible for the vast majority of all of this horror, instead of painting them as “freedom fighters” and “poor wittle victuwms of the eeevil pissraelis.” Heaven forbid you condemn the antisemitism that’s skyrocketing all around the world instead of just ignoring it or calling it “activism” and saying that “the evil jews zionists just want to silence us!”

I’ve literally lost multiple friends over this shit because that’s the kind of bullshit they spread/support/associate with. It’s fucking ridiculous that people I bonded with over similar values have now just seemingly tossed those values right out the window when it comes to jews and israel/israelis. I’m so fucking tired of all of this bullshit.

If any of my old friends see this post and wonder- “does this apply to me?” -or- “is this why they stopped hanging out with me?” -think of the conversations I’ve had with y’all about this shit and take a wild fucking guess.

[ace-and-ranty]

#I have been getting into nonfiction and this is why it took me so long honestly#I didn’t want to wade through books by ignorant bigots

You know, this book (THE DISCOVERY OF INSULIN, by Michael Bliss) turned out to have very, very little fatphobic bullshit, and it was a fascinating read. I highly recommend it.

I'd also recommend Aubrey Gordon, Lindo Bacon and Christy Harrison, who have written some pretty accessible and informative books about fatphobia and HAES.

And just in general Why Does He Do That? and Delusions of Gender are two of my favorite non-fiction books ever. Although, LOL, those two are always floating about Tumblr, so they are hardly novel recs.

Reading a book about the discovery of insulin. Ready to wade through some fatphobic bullshit, of course. This jumped out to me:

"The unwillingness of diabetics to follow diets was and still is the single most difficult problem physicians had to face as they tried to treat the disease."

The author is talking about dietary treatments pre-insulin, that attempted to control blood sugar levels by wildly restricting carbohydrates. And even then, those diets barely work. And it's so interesting that he phrases it as "unwillingness to follow diets", when like...

They are horribly, horribly hard to maintain. They're unappetizing, with not a great deal of results. He goes on to mention some patients had to be locked up for this diet protocol to be applied.

That's not unwillingness. That's incapability. If humans consistently, frequently, overwhelmingly, fail to do something, that's not us not wanting to do it, it's that we cannot fucking do it.

[wlwsoccerfics]

Dangerous Gym Session(Arsenal WomenXRussoReader)

Warnings: diabetes Type 1, struggles with Body image, b*llying, mental health struggles, Google translate used.

Summary: you play for Arsenal just like your sister older sister Lessi.a Gym Session doesn't go as planned.

You were in the Gym, feeling lightheaded & your body was hurting. you realized that your blood sugar was dropping way too late.

So you quickly had two juice boxes. Hoping that it would do the trick. Spoiler alert, it didn't help! Which was why you were lying on the floor of the Gym right now. Trying to get through the pain. Cause you felt really sick. The other girls walked into the Gym , Kyra was the first one to notice you on the floor. "Less! Y/n needs help!" She answered and ran over to you. Alessia right behind her. Quickly followed by the rest of the Team.

"y/n?!cosa c'è che non va?(What's wrong?)" She asked you. You whimpered softly.

"sono basso(i am low)!" You told her. Leah helped you to sit up while Alessia held her phone against your sensor, which showed her how low your blood sugar was. She quickly handed you two more juice boxes from her own bag. She always had some in there for you. Some other Girls from the team were watching with worry written across their faces.

Norah who was entering the gym just now saw you on the floor and ran over. Norah was your teammate and secret girlfriend. Norah was a Goalkeeper for the team. She joined Arsenal two years ago.

"Babe! What's wrong?" She asked and kneeled down in front of you.

"i might have overworked myself without noticing how bad my blood sugar was!" You admitted. Then you looked at the Team and their surprised faces. You and Norah never told anyone about your relationship.

"did you just call y/n Babe?" Katie asked trying to wrap her head around this. You took Norahs Hand, squeezing it gently.

"i knew it." Kyra said, she always thought there was something going on between you and Norah.

"she did. we are together for two months now! It's still really new so we didn't tell anyone." You replied.

"okay we can go back to that relationship later. but what do you mean? Like when will you start listening to your body? Not checking your blood sugar and not listening to your Pump going Off? Like that's dangerous. So why didn't you Check?"Alessia wanted to know. You were biting down on your bottom lip.

"i am sorry! I was just so focused on working out!" You told her. Which was kind of true. but also not. There were some comments about your weight and performance and none of the ones that stuck in your head were anything but terrible. You may be an adult and 22 years old but that didn't mean you were doing well with bullying.

"Babe, what's going on?" Norah asked cause she knew that was not the entire truth. Everyone could tell that there was more to the story and Katie somehow had the brilliant idea to Check under your social Media Posts. Reading all the comments talking about how you have put on some weight and that's probably why you are not as fit as you used to be.

"i think i know!" Katie told the Team and handed Norah her Phone, to show her the comments. Katie looked pissed. So did Norah.

"y/n, those comments are bullshit. and you are a diabetic. Having fluctuations in your weight is part of it. That doesn't change the fact that you are an amazing Athlete and your performance on the field is amazing! Don't let them get to you!" Katie told you. Alessia frowned when she was shown the comments as well.

"this Is what happened? You know you depend on checking your blood sugar. Your life literally depends on that in fact!" Alessia wanted to know. You looked away. Because If your sister didn't look stressed before she sure did now. Stressed and sad. Norah squeezed your hand gently.

"Baby you are perfect the way you are! You are an amazing Athlete and the people who write stuff like that are just Jealous of your talent." Norah told you and the others agreed. A few nodded their head in agreement. Some even spoke up.

"Imagine you starting to feel that way while Lifting weights. That's so dangerous,y/n!" Beth told you.

You look at your teammates and then at your Sister. "I am sorry Guys! Deep down i know all of this. But sometimes These comments still get to me! I am already talking to the therapists about it! So they know!" You explained to them. Referring to the therapists that are part of the staff at Arsenal.

"it's good that you are talking to them about it! But all of us still gonna keep an extra eye on you. more then we already did before! Cause we really care about you!" Caitlin replied.

"that's fair!" You admitted.

"non spaventarmi più così!(don't scare me like that again)" Your sister said.

" non lo farò(i won't)." You replied. Giving her a small smile. She hugged you and you hugged her back while Norah checked with her Phone how your blood sugar was. Which thankfully was going back to normal.

Practice finally started when Reneé showed up and Leah had informed her what just happened so she also kept an extra eye on you.

You felt quite lucky that the team was there for you and cared so much about you! You could always count on them. Which did help with your feelings.

[macsimagines]

YANDERE!BULLY MANJIRO (MIKEY) SANO

OK! y'all voted so heres me doing my best. as always please give me feedback (seriously let me know)

MINORS DNI WARNINGS: BULLYING BEHAVIOR, INTIMIDATION TATICS, BORDERLINE THREATENING, SOMONOPHILIA, NONCON / DUBCON

Has no idea he's your bully. He just thinks the way you squirm is so cute. Don't get me wrong, he know that you're afraid of him. But everyone is scared of him. Flinching in his presence is only natural so he never questions it.

There's just something in the way you jump when he slams open a door or in that stutter he can see in your pulse when he plops down next to you. And don't get him started on your whimpers. They're delicious.

Yes, out of all his favorite things in the world you're certainly a prized possession. Yup, that's right. You're not even your own person at this point. You're the Invincible Mikey's pet.

It started off in grade school and just took off from middle school to high school. Years of all kinds of bullshit that just kept escalating. First it was flipping up your skirt, and then it was making you kiss him once in a blue moon, and finally in front of everyone announcing loudly; "You're mine, Y/N."

A beloved pet. He constantly has an arm on or around you, making sure you can feel his solid body and completely misreading the shiver he see go down your spine every time your bare skin touches.

'I feel it too, baby.'

Mikey made sure you were protected, but that also meant that people were naturally scared to come around you. One guy ended up with broken legs for bumping into you, another was put into a full body cast for talking to you rude.

Then again, those came with many costs of their own. Mikey wanted to be rewarded you for all his hard efforts. Demanding kisses on the cheek and not going away if you don't. He doesn't care other people are watching. Making you his personal human pillow, who cares if people can see him leaning on you.

The breaking point was one day when the kisses got a little steamier and you couldn't take it any more. You're actually pulling away from him and Mikey, not used to your resistance is a little taken aback.

"Y-Y/N?" "Enough already." "Enough? Do you got a cramp or-," "Stop messing with me, Manjiro!"

And you let off on him. About how you're sick of the bullshit all these years later and how you seriously won't stand for him taking his sexual frustrations out on you.

Mikey's whole world come's crashing down around him. Those can't be your true feelings? He's so genuinely confused as to how you've morphed his affection and protection into something so ugly.

He doesn't let you go though. You're not allowed to leave him like this. He has to fix this, an unfamiliar dread is filling him at the thought of having to go without you in his life.

Demanding to know what the hell are you talking about? Aren't you two in love? When he declared that you belonged to him why didn't you understand?

And your face is filled with disgust as he continues to question you about this sick imagined fantasy he built up when you've been too afraid to even breath wrong around him.

"When you said 'careful you look like an idiot'?" "I was just lookin' out for you." "When you called me a 'frail small fry',?" "I thought it was a term of endearment." "Groping me?" "I... You didn't like it?"

You're smacking him right across the face, an action that would've given you a panic attack just thinking about it. And he's stunned into silence, the feeling of your soft skin striking him so harshly...

He watches you walk away from him, and shockingly doesn't try to stop you. Apparently everything he does scares you, and he needs you to love him like he's realizing he loves you.

Mikey is blowing up your phone every five minutes with a text and every hour with a call. The longer you hold out on him the more frequent he's going to try and reach out to you. Each message is also becoming increasingly more desperate.

"Y/N, you're my world, please talk to me." "God you looked so pretty far away, can I at least tell you you're pretty, right?" "I can't wait for you to let me hold you again. Its getting harder to sleep. For both of us, isn't that right?"

You don't know how he knows that last part, but its so true. You keep having sleep paralysis episodes where this feral dark energy is hovering over you...

Sometimes it touches you softly caressing your cheeks with some kind of shadowy tendril, other times its full on groping you. getting in between your legs to cup you. You swear some nights its actually real. That it's touching you or that its... Inside you.

The nightmares are getting progressively worse and with the lack of sleep combining with Mikey's barrage of deranged messages you're starting to really loose it.

One day you're walking aimlessly on the streets of Tokyo. Too tired to do anything, and too anxious to sleep. You don't even notice the figure watching from an alley.

Mikey hasn't been too far away ever since you two went on your 'break', just a few paces behind. But today you're walking in such dreary fog, that he got closer.

Finally you stumble into him and as soon as your eyes meet a flood of conflicting emotions goes through the pair of you. Love, hope, thrill, conflicting with dread, disgust, angst.

He feels like he used to before your true feelings came out. But seeing you shake and quiver in his arms after all this time just makes those tantalizing reactions of yours all the more delicious.

"Don't worry baby, I'll make you understand and feel my love."

[eli-alys]

(my main blog is @elialys, currently using this sideblog to post my newsreader feels/gifs because tumblr shadowbanned me on sunday for sending s3 to people 💀 anyway, this post was written a few days ago)

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I took notes on my immediate feelings after watching each episode of season 3 of The Newsreader, it’s helped with the “AAAAAAH” emotions that binging such an intense show cause, plus I figured quite a few of you might share my feels. It’s mostly me screaming, and it’s a tad disjointed as you can imagine, but blame the show for breaking my brain.

SPOILERS UNDER THE READ MORE!!

3.01 Night of Nights

I’ve honestly watched the first two seasons so many times in the past year that I forgot all about that HEAVY DREAD FEELING NEW EPISODES OF THIS SHOW MAKE ME FEEL. And I’m guessing it’s not going to get any better as the season progresses 😭 They truly are so good at creating the scenes with high energy, feeling so IMMEDIATE, and Helen’s anxiety never fails to trigger mine, so 🥲

Speaking of Helen, I’m going to need to rewatch the season a second time fairly fast because as always whenever I watch something new with Anna, I am too busy thinking “SHE IS SO BEAUTIFUL” in a loop to pay attention to most of what she’s saying. But she is, I absolutely LOVE the new look in season 3, the shorter hair is perfect, her logie look was gorgeous, she looked so beautiful, and then she looked even better at the end when she was all casual at her house, in jeans and with barely any make up ❤️ ANYWAY, that’s my initial, mandatory gushing about the “Anna is gorgeous” aspect of things.

This episode was a whirlwind honestly, so many things to take in already, many many emotions were felt. I love how they are setting up the pieces for the rest of the season, the way they always do. I already want to slap Rob and protect Noelene at all costs from all those men. Lindsay needs to DIE ALREADY, I swear to god if he’s not run over by a bus by the end of this show 😡

Okay let me gush over Helen a bit more substantially. I love how FAST she was hit in the face by the reality of being back in Australia, with all the network bullshit. This poor woman has so much fucking trauma associated with this industry and the way they treated her, even at the height of her career, being offered this prime time show, she still doubts herself and the legitimacy of it. The way her anxiety took over, her fighting it, I know these are just the first cracks of the season 😭 PLEASE let our girl get a proper diagnosis and proper help by the end of this I BEG YOU SHOW. Needless to say I still absolutely adore the way Anna portrays her, always saying so much in all those moments she has zero lines of dialogue.

Dale. Dale Dale Dale. DALE IS DEAD INSIDE. Him saying he felt NOTHING standing there receiving his award? Him clearly being dead inside while having a man stripping in front of him, at his request? MY SWEET WET NOODLE, WHERE IS YOUR SOUL? I love the fact that I *know* they’re setting him up to being BROKEN this season, and I cannot wait. BREAK HIM. LET HIM FEEL THINGS AGAIN. I AM READY TO HURT WITH HIM.

Serious talk though, THE HELEN x DALE CONTENT IN THIS EPISODE???? 😭😭😭😭 Minute one in the restaurant, you can tell the love is still there. Minute two you can also tell they’re still shit at communicating so hahaha joke is on us as much as on them. Helen saying he was her only non-disaster yet they were pretty disastrous and him just…“I don’t think we were” DALE MY MAN YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME.

Don’t get me started on Helen losing her shit at the logies realizing she was going to “betray” Dale. Her trying NOT TO SAY IT. DALE’S SPEECH 30 SECONDS LATER THANKING HELEN FOR SEEING THE NEWSREADER IN HIM????? 😭😭😭

You know last year I loved talking about how Noelene and Rob’s relationship acted as a foil to Helen and Dale’s (as did Gerry and Carla’s), with them actually talking things through when Helen and Dale did not. This episode was another beautiful example of this, with the focus being put on Noelene being (RIGHTFULLY) upset that Rob just threw the “oh, and my wife” line in his speech when she fucking produced that show, and HERE IS DALE JENNINGS, on stage, thanking Helen for seeing him and making this possible for him, WHEN THEY ARE BROKEN UP AND ESTRANGED.

ALSO, talking of parallels, the hotel scene KILLED ME. I believe it was a VERY DELIBERATED CHOICE by Emma to frame Dale and that man the way she did, because that’s basically how Dale and Helen were framed in that hotel scene at the end of 2x01.

And Helen hoping so hard that they can remain “friends” despite the competition, when everything on Dale’s face tells you “naaaaah not gonna happen” but he smiles his empty smile and says “yeaaah sure” 😭 HE’S GONNA TAPE ALL OF HER SHOWS THOUGH BECAUSE HE’S DALE.

Anyway so much more to say, but I still want to watch another episode before attempting sleep, I need to find myself a paper bag to breathe in.

(just realized I didn’t mention the Dale and Kay thing once, but I think that says a lot in itself, no offence to Kay but NO THANK YOU)

(((Also, I hate the wig. I hate it so much)))

3.02 A New Era

(This ended up being me live commenting this episode because I kept getting so anxious/upset that I had to take breaks)

“Human conversations are not this boy’s strong suit” Lindsay, I hate you, but this does describe Dale a little too well.

Evelyn butting in and listening in to her daughter’s phone conversation with Dale is such an Evelyn thing to do. Also, look, I am aware that Kay and Dale are unsubstantial at this stage of the show and they’re only doing this to get us riled up, but guess what? IT IS WORKING.

Currently taking a pause from the episode because Lindsay is being a fucking ass and trying to feed Helen’s team fake news for her to read on her first show is STRESSING ME OUT I CANNOT DO THIS.

Ugh, the “HELEN’S MENTAL HEALTH” MUSICAL THEME KICKING OFF IN THE BACKGROUND FOR THE FIRST TIME THIS SEASON I AM NOT READY.

Aaaand indeed, I was not ready, crying actual tears at Helen losing her shit at work in front of everyone, this is going to be a long season I AM FINE 😭

GUYS EVERYONE IS SCREAMING IN THIS EPISODE WHAT THE HELL I LOVE IT BUT I CAN’T TAKE IT

God Vincent’s comment about how she’s the first woman on a prime time show and we “can’t even see her tits” I want to kill all those men I SWEAR TO GOD

I am dying inside at the PARALLELS of Helen and Dale watching a tape of Helen’s first show, which was shit, while Dale kicked ass, like THIS IS HOW THE SHOW STARTED BUT WITH THEIR PLACES SWITCHED.

I keep having to pause this episode, I’m so upset at Helen being told off by her new boss for having mental health issues that interfere with her work, I clearly did not buy enough tissues for this season. I mean, it HAS to be addressed, she does have to seek PROPER help, but the way it’s just…thrown at her, always, it’s too real and heartbreaking. THE PATRONIZING!!!

Not gonna lie, kinda loving the fact that Dale is learning to assert himself with his man friend he pays for sex and that he’s learning to use those skills with Lindsay. Somehow it’s unsettling and awkward and very Dale and I’m thriving.

I wanted to talk a little about Noelene and baby Hana (and Rob lol) because CONGRATS NOELENE, but right now I’m too busy ugly crying over that scene of Helen admitting to the psychiatrist that she’s been struggling her whole life. Oh this punched me in the GUTS.

That’s my cue to take a break and get some sleep, dear lord, my own mental health is not equipped for this.

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Alright, back at at it after less than 5h of sleep, I don’t foresee myself crying less. I’ve been thinking about the first couple episodes over and over, and I’ve realized the start of this season feels skewed. And a big part of it is because of Dale.

In those first two episodes, Helen is more alive than ever, full of emotions that overwhelm her, and you FEEL for her. Usually, I feel that for Dale, too, with his big wet eyes and the constant panic in 2/3 of the scenes he’s in. But so far this season? I feel nothing, except concern for him. He’s just empty, he’s pretending with everyone, at work, with Kay, with Helen. He’s struggling to be in control in any way he can, paying for what I can’t really describe as intimacy, since he’s using those moments to try asserting any kind of control.

Plus, he’s got a terrible wig, but I’m aware that’s mostly me overfixating on it.

I also know something’s gotta give. I’m suspecting episode 3 will do that, one way or another.

It's 6am, let’s gooooo

3.03 Behind the Front Line

HOLY HELL, this episode came for me!!! My favorite one of the season so far, shockingly I know haha, with it containing Helen’s long awaited diagnosis and that famous improv scene at her house.

Let me say it again: HOLY HELL 😭😭😭

I seriously love the way they handled Helen learning what her diagnosis is, from her figuring it out on her own by doing research, to her losing her shit as a result of her psychiatrist confirming it. I’ve figured it was borderline personality disorder a long time ago when I first watched the show and did research before starting to write fanfic about her, because I wanted to understand her better and be mindful in the way I wrote her, and like her doctor said, she ticked so many of those boxes.

Don’t get me started on how Dale reassures her with “All I see is you” to counter her saying he must have seen it, must have known. He’s not brushing off or denying the messiest parts of her, he’s acknowledging them, basically saying it’s always been part of her, and he’s loved her as she was and as she is. Beautiful, beautiful scene, Anna’s acting was insane, absolutely insane, cannot wait to rewatch it in a loop until every frame is carved in my neurodivergent brain.

I am so worried for my boy Dale though, he’s so fucking dead inside. Still practicing sounding normal in front of mirrors, like the beautiful neurospicy human that he is. Helen being surprised that he’s throwing himself a birthday party and him being literally “it’s a social event, it’s a normal thing to do” DALE MY LOVE YOU ARE ALLOWED NOT TO FIT IN.

I do not trust whatever is going on between him and Kay. I don’t understand how anyone can fall for Dale *right now*. Like I get why both Helen and Tim were swooning over Dale in s1 because he was so squishy and nerdy and sweet and full of tears, but THIS Dale Kay is interacting with? HE’S A SHELL OF A HUMAN BEING. He’s just as much of a lifeless husk on the desk as he is away from it and IT HURTS MY SOUL. So yeah, Kay saying “I love the way you make me feel” I’m just??? Also, the fact that she keeps comparing him to her dad, haha. Anyway, I don’t sense this ‘relationship’ going anywhere healthy given the state of things.

Also, LINDSAY???? He didn’t actually give Noelene her maternity leave, at all???? Being a fucking racist???? Crashing the party and having a temper tantrum???? I am not surprised by any of this but god this man deserves a heart attack or a stroke for fuck’s sake.

Noelene is absolutely fabulous, LOVE the way she just said fuck it and gave the story to Helen, then JOINED Helen, like YES QUEEEEEEENS.

I have no idea what to expect for the second half of the season, although I suspect since the first half was more about Helen’s mental health and job, the second half will focus more on Dale’s mental health and job, as in, I’m waiting for him to break. Guessing the 6th and final episode titled “The Fall” might feature a bit of that. Our boy is drinking a lot. Like, A LOT.

3.04 One Team, All Brothers

Ugh. UGH.

I always loved how this show handles complex topics, and this episode was as strong as ever. I’m GLAD Rob’s attitude toward racism was brought to light, Noelene absolutely killed it. Rob’s scene with Deano…man 😭

Equally loved Helen’s journey through this episode, how she’s trying to help but as always she’s confronted to people around her not wanting to stir the pot, and how in the end, she is just another “white woman” because, well, she is. LYNUS THOUGH, so so glad to have more of him, he’s so wonderful ❤️

I am so so in love with the way they show Helen working so hard on not losing it at work, using strategies and calling her therapist like, I can’t remember seeing this side of mental health portrayed on tv like this before, it is so validating. And watching it WORK, watching how it allows her to ground herself. And sure it might not always work, but at least she’s being given the tools to handle those overwhelming emotions, and I’m so proud of her.

Talking of in love, I did not see the “I’m in love with you” from Bill thing coming, but I am here for the drama. I don’t even blame this man, he spent months with her overseas where she was clearly thriving, he got to see the best side of her, and yeah, we’ve all been there, Bill. Curious to see how that’s going to impact the next two episodes because talk about awkward, he’s executive producer 💀

NERVOUS about the Kay and Dale thing. They make me uncomfortable, as stated in my previous comments for episode 3, this is not love, this is them using each other for very different reasons. Nervous about Dale’s escort not being as discreet in the future as Dale hopes he’ll be. Also, EVELYN?? I get that she’s “looking out for her daughter” but what a fucking bitch, as Helen would say.

Also I just gotta say, that bit at the start, with Helen and Dale watching those parodies of themselves :’)) How Helen is just finding it all so hilarious, including the parody of her (which is so funny honestly), while Dale is just…well, dead inside, BECAUSE THAT IS JUST DALE’S DEFAULT MODE THIS SEASON.

God I do hope we start seeing him crack soon, I am so desperate for some EMOTIONS FROM HIM. And I gotta say, this show as always is great at surprising me. 4 episodes out of 6, and so far, none of the ‘ugly competition’ between Helen and Dale I was expecting/fearing from the promo and season synopsis. Yes their shows are against one another, timewise, and yes, there’s competition between networks, but it’s like, in the background, and it’s not seemed to have impacted whatever version of ‘friendship’ they both have at the moment. I put ‘friendship’ in quotes because well, see my “DALE IS DEAD INSIDE” comments. This poor man is just existing right now.

I’m wondering if Helen is so focused on her show and working on herself (as she should ❤️) and just happy that Dale is still part of her life in some capacity, that she’s not yet gone “hey honey, you look and sound a little like a fucking zombie, let’s talk about this”. I’m also thinking, between their schedules and him dating Kay, they don’t actually see each other that often, and never for long. I’m just…I want someone to ACKNOWLEDGE that Dale is not doing well, and I would 1000% appreciate it most if it was Helen 😭

3.05 On the Brink

There is something incredibly sad in the fact that Helen’s comments on air, about how shame and isolation are what makes having mental health issues so unbearable, are being said on a show that takes place in 1989, yet are still extremely relevant to this day, 35 years later. There has been great progress, but not enough. It’s 2025 and struggling with anxiety or depression, or anything of the sort, is STILL so misunderstood by most people, still hush hush.

That being said, I am so incredibly moved, so so grateful, that the show has chosen to bring so much light on mental health through Helen. I’m going to need to process everything in this episode but that was beautifully cathartic, can’t quite talk about it properly yet.

Also, absolutely heartbroken about Dale completely spiraling, between the drinking and the drugs, while being fucking blackmailed. The final episode clearly is called “The Fall” for a very good reason 😭 A little terrified to watch it, as it will be THE END, so I’m going to make myself some lunch instead. But given how beautifully they’ve handled Helen’s story in those last 5 episodes, I absolutely trust that they put just as much care in Dale’s breaking point. I also trust the fact that in the past, whenever one of them broke, the other was there to catch them. And I cannot wait for that.

One last thing about this episode, I feel like Helen turning down Bill is another proof of the progress she’s made. She has a fear of abandonment, she latches on to people who are showing her the slightest bit of love, of attention, even when it’s the toxic kind, and she’s not been shy about seeking pleasure. And here you have this man who’s telling her he loves her, who’s her boss (another pattern in her previous lifestyle), and she says no.

I am so proud of her 😭

3.06 The Fall

This was so fucking hard to watch. The first part of it with Dale’s breakdown, absolutely heartbreaking, I was literally clutching at my face and hiding my eyes at times. The self-loathing was difficult to WATCH, I just…Sam Reid, what the fuck, his performance. It WAS like watching a trainwreck in real time. The part with him hitting himself, and listening to those awful audience comments over and over and over again 😭 This man was in so much pain, and SO touch-starved, needing real connection but not finding it 😭

It did bother me that they made the plot decision to just....let Dale sit on that desk, CLEARLY DRUNK and looking the way he did, when a few episodes ago, Helen was sent home straight away when she tried doing her show while drunk/high. If they couldn’t keep him off the desk at least don’t go live and put the “technical issues” screen on, and DON’T LEAVE HIM ON AIR FOR SO LONG.

God Lindsay really is a fucking villain, him looming over Dale, just…the psychological abuse was so so hard to watch.

He didn’t just deserve to be sacked, HE DESERVED TO BE RUN OVER BY A BUS. That being said I’m extremely glad the show ended with him gone, and Dennis stepping in.

Ugh I absolutely love Noelene telling Helen exactly what she thinks. Not only did she stand up for herself, she also gave Helen the last push she needed to call the shots for HER show.

The image of her being the lone woman at that table full of men once again berating her, was so damn powerful, ESPECIALLY the way she just let them have their trantrum, only to calmly tell them “No” and step away like, QUEEN.

Oh and Helen's "I'm not gonna be punished because I didn't want to fuck you" to Bill?

The Helen x Dale content was so scarce this season, but I don’t actually mind it? Like, the shipper in me mourns the fact that we didn’t get more and will never get more, but I’m a fic writer, I’ll make more 😏 I am 150% happy with the fact that they focused so much more on Helen’s journey through taking care of her mental health, and Dale stepping away from this toxic, TOXIC environment.

Also all the call backs to season 1 guys, I cannot 😭 Her ‘rescuing’ him, the dialogue being almost exactly the same from the pilot 😭😭😭 Not gonna lie the fact that it’s basically how I started my own “helen x dale post s2 fix it fic” over a year ago gives me warm feelings. Also, I am terrible person for thinking this but when Dale told his mum that what was in the paper was true (about him being with men) and he said “I love you, I hope you can still love me” and she said NOTHING? I thought “well I’m not so sorry I killed you off in my fic now” because?!!! 🙃 I’m sure she’ll come around and everything, she STAYED with him, but it's still a gut punch compared to Helen’s “I love you just the way you are” in season 1 after he told her the truth.

Honestly, I didn’t know what kind of ending I wanted for these two as a pair, except that this is what I was hoping for, since I figured there wouldn’t me any romantic ending. Them CLEARLY in each other’s lives, clearly better when they have each other, with me free to imagine that when Dale comes home from Germany, he smooches the hell out of Helen and they get acquainted with her couch again :’))

(you know she's thinking about that couch)

(can we blame her? LOOK AT HIM)

I’m going to need to rewatch this season at least once or twice in the next week to really take it all in. I am so sad that it’s over, overwhelmed with so many emotions after taking it all in so fast, but also very content. I feel they wrapped everyone’s storyline beautifully, and left us on a GOOD, positive note, full of hope.

And again, so beyond grateful for how truly Helen focused this last season was.

God that was so beautiful.

[dangerousoperatoroperadonkey]

There’s an identity thing to it.

A familiarity, a loyalty.

Like you root for your Alma mater even if they suck (I think, I’m no sports person).

And part of it is being swept up in propaganda against the other team.

Asked if their (the right) policies good? No, but her emails. No, but far-left extremists are doing trans surgeries on students without parental permission. No, but FEMA ignored white people in need so something about DEI being bad. No, but the media is being too harsh on Trump because it’s owned by “liberal elites”. No, but Kamala let the dangerous immigrants cross the border. No but vaccines or Covid denial and some other regurgitated Joe Rogan bullshit.

So sometimes it’s less about being a republican, and more about being NOT a democrat. Not being the twisted, weird image of “democrat” that decades of listening to Rush Limbaugh has left burned into your psyche, like an image on an old monitor. Can’t shake that image, and every mistake or imperfection on the left (cause let’s face it, they’re there) gets amplified 100 fold.

When it was just ideas, my mom agreed with a lot of “woke” ideology. But as she began connecting these ideas to democrats, who she’s very practiced at hating (the politicians, not the voters) she slid back into the conservative fold.

She parrots their rhetoric. But, deeper down, her values are closer to the left. But that’s not the identity she’s crafted for herself. That’s not her “team”

She never thinks of it as voting for Trump, always voting against Hilary/Kamala.

I agree with what you’re saying but I’m still lost, because I’ve not found a way yet to get through to her. We’ll talk and she’ll say “you’re a little to the left and I’m a little to the right but fundamentally we have the same values” and I’m like… ok yeah sure but we’re applying those values to two entirely fundamentally different views of the world and how do I get you to see that you are hurting me? Hurting the people I love and care about? Hurting my community?

Sorry this devolved into a rant…

i think a lot of y’all would be genuinely shocked to learn that a lot of republican voters are basically “culturally conservative” but if you actually sit down with them and push them to talk frankly with you, their actual political views don’t actually line up with the way they vote. like i really do think we are underestimating the cultural aspect of conservatism when we talk abt pulling conservatives center. it’s not necessarily about changing their views bc sometimes their views are not actually all that different from a center leaning democrat. it’s abt finding common ground and rejecting the idea that republicans and democrats are 1. entirely polar opposite, and 2. the only options.

[altschmerzes]

A 🌹 for the wip ask. I would love to see any sentence from a slow horses fic!

using this as an excuse to share this scene i just did for 'drive the wedge' chapter two, where they have to go tell david that frank has river.

It’s the most tempting thing anyone could have said to her just then, because god Louisa does not want to be the person to break this news. She does not want to tell River’s grandfather what’s happened to him, she would rather do anything else. But she forces herself to shake her head. As much as she doesn’t want to do this, she knows that she has to. It’s River. It’s River, and it’s River’s grandfather, and Lamb hates this man, and this is about to be the worst news the retired old spy has likely ever gotten in his life. It would destroy River to find out that someone had delivered it cruelly. Louisa has to tell him. She says as much, forces her voice to stay steady as she informs him, “It has to be me.” Except that Lamb stays just as still and resolute as she does, matching her stubbornness. “I mean it, Guy,” he insists. “Let me tell him. Give me some credit, I’m not gonna… whatever bullshit is making your face do that.” Along with the particular twist to his voice, he twirls his index finger in a circle, indicating her face. She jerks her head back on instinct. “I’m his… This isn’t your news to break. I’m his superior officer, I’m the one who tells the family.” I’m the one who tells the family, like River is dead. Louisa nearly yells at Lamb for the wording, except that something else just barely edges out the desire. She has an excuse, now. There’s an out in front of her, a reason not to be the one who has to tell River’s only living family that he’s gone — not forever, not dead, but gone, at least for now. It’s not a particularly good excuse, and she would like to say that her loyalty to River will win out over anything else, but if she doesn’t have to be the one to say it… It’s a bad excuse, but she’ll take it. She’ll grab onto it with both hands. For all else that can be said about him, for all that he’s a bastard who seems to enjoy recreational cruelty, Lamb has always taken his obligation to those who work under him more seriously than anything else. That much, at least, Louisa trusts about him, and that is what makes it okay to nod, not at all confident in the strength of her voice, and step aside.

[undercooked-spaghetti]

I just love that Sugiura is so used to Kaito and Yagami's stupid bullshit that he's unfazed and just making plans to treat himself after seeing those two idiots in another conundrum.

[mariesbee]

why can't i enjoy things like a normal person? casually, just a few episodes/chapters here and there, then move on with my life. but no, whatever it is, it worms its way into my brain, consumes my thoughts and it slowly drives me insane. i am unable to think about anything else but the Thing of the week, or month, sometimes year(s) if it gets that bad.

[slamrink]

Nothing to see here just steph stealing glances of klay like he’s afraid he’s going to get caught 😃😃 (via namxsj on twitter )

[littencloud9]

bsd fandom has always mischaracterised kunikida to hell and back but the fact that i am seeing SO MUCH hate for his character right after his 'death' is insane

[spifan]

i might be crazy but this looks like a fun setup lol what if they made a s&f pc skin where everything was s&f

[alphascnsual]

Demon wasn't the type to believe in bullshit. He believed in money, drugs and sex- those were the three things that the world was built on. But, ever since this dumb fucking slut with these bright blue eyes came along ... Demon had found himself believing in something else. There had to be something else- the other wasn't with him for money or drugs and the two had never been able to just had sex- it was always more than that. He didn't know what this new fourth thing was- even with all the time they'd spent together and the time since, he hadn't been able to put a name to it. Was it obsession? Domination? Love? The career criminal didn't know what to call it and there was a chance he never would be able to put words to the things that his Angel, and his Angel alone, was able to make him feel. Being without Angel had been a challenge like nothing he'd ever gone though and he meant every word in his promises that he would never go through that again.

Daddy. Fuck. It was almost enough to make him bust his nut right there. Jesus Christ- two syllables shouldn't be able to sound that good. A single word shouldn't be able to make him feel touched, flustered, horny, protective, joyful and crazed all at once. They spent a while like that, moaning each other's names, staring at each other at the steamed up mirror in front of them as they fucked like animals in heat. Demon's hands ran all over Angel's body, still rediscovering it, noticing how much fuller and firmer but still how soft and tender the boy's form felt. "I know this pussy missed me ... I can feel it," he smirked devilishly at the other, also noting how his entrance was still slick with his seed from earlier. He then surprised them both by suddenly pulling out, then, with his calloused palms, he flipped Angel over then lifted him up - as easy as though he were a piece of paper being folded and manipulated, or a doll positioned in it's display. With the thick boy's legs dangling over the counter, Demon wasted no time in lining himself back up and pounding himself right back inside of Angel with a loud grunt.

He stayed there for a few moments, their eyes locking on one another as he stood over Angel, sheathed inside him and in complete control of his body and the situation. It felt like dozens of conversations happening between them without a single word being spoken. Hundreds of emotions passing between different coloured gazes. Finally, he leaned in and captured the blond's lips with his own, starting to fuck into his familiar, warm, comforting and pleasurable heat again, murmuring so quietly, the other might not have been able to hear, "My Angel ..."

It shouldn't make sense or even be possible to both crave and fear change and growth in another person as much as Tommy realized he was when it came to Daimon. Not that he allowed himself to consciously wonder about their eventual reunion all too much during their years apart - too painful was the lingering chance that the day may never come - but of course he couldn't help but have his mind return to his alpha, his soulmate, his everything, and the inevitable question how their dynamic would work outside of the isolated and purely survival-oriented world of prison. Yes, he had secretly prayed for some level of necessary maturing from Daimon in dealing with the constraints and limits the real world would set on his ominpotence, though the level of self-control the other was showing so far was beyond what Tommy had dared to hope for. And yet, while it may not be his proudest thought, a part of the smaller blonde couldn't help but pray that the demon inside his man was not fully gone. As much as Daimon had scared him sometimes in the past, and as much as he had to be forced and trained into subservience in the beginning... He was craving the other with all his being, including the worst and darkest parts of Daimon. The most dangerous parts. The parts others might call a monster, wonder how a man could love a beast like that - and yet Tommy did. He craved his lover to own him, to take him, wanted nothing more than to serve him and be rewarded with pleasures beyond belief in return.

But if Daimon's previous unexpected acts of chivalry and romance had caused any worries in Tommy that the other had gone soft, he was thoroughly reassured of the opposite this very moment. In fact, parts of Daimon felt harder than ever before, his lover's monstrous length taking Tommy's breath away as it stretched his pussy open, driving deeper into his supple ass and making the blonde's head spin with the sheer sensation of the gigantic cock filling him up. Sure, he'd been fucked within an inch of his life just this morning, less than a day ago, but taking Daimon still felt like an impossibly tight fit. Tommy had learned long ago that it never became easy or entirely painless to take this beast of a cock, but nevertheless, his pussy was made for this monster, was made to be taken and owned and filled with Daimon's dick and seed. The thought of serving his purpose alone had the smaller male dizzy with lust, the stimulation of Daimon moving inside him completely sending his senses into overdrive and making it hard to put up any resistance to the mindgames his lover was playing. "N-No, I mean... Yes, Daddy... Yes... That too", he groaned in lustful frustration, that perfect cock making it hard to form proper thoughts let alone verbalize them. "I do want the world to know you're my Daddy", he whispered, breathlessly, against Daimon's lips, his eyes full of need and the pride that he could finally face the world with his soulmate by his side. "But f-fuck... fuck yes I want my Daddy to myself", he added with a blissful whimper, feeling his cheeks blush a little more. Those words were a confession more than anything; never would Tommy have dared to actually dictate the other should stay monogamous. Back behind bars, he'd tried his best not to think about that; whether Daimon had other bitches beside him or fucked men into submission as a display of dominance, Tommy didn't want to know or think about, and the possibility was an even harsher part of reality in this outside world.

If Daimon's cock wasn't enough to make the smaller man think he needed to cum right then and there, having the other force him to face the mirror clearly did the trick in making Tommy feel overwhelmed with lust. Seeing the pure ecstatic bliss of pleasure and submission reflected in his own eyes only pushed Tommy deeper into that headspace, all too willingly giving himself over to the beast that pounced him, ravaged him, owned him. Their passionate rut was animalistic and passionate at once, and the blonde was convinced it was the most erotic sight he'd ever witnessed, despite (or maybe in small part even because of) their surroundings. A cheap gas station bathroom wasn't exactly romantic or luxurious, but neither were they - they were raw, primal. They were real. And Tommy knew he belonged nowhere but right here, in Daimon's grip, back perfectly arched against the larger man's frame as his hands were pinned and his throat in Daimon's light chokehold, Tommy's body on fire with lust and shaking with the impact of each thrust. The other's growled promises were taken in with blissful moans, the sound of skin smacking against skin applauding each statement, Tommy's thick cheeks jiggling and sending vibrations through his body as his tight hole clenched around his lover's monstrous length, as if to silently motion just how much he needed to hear these words, how he would fall apart with despair if he ever had to go another day without Daimon, without his alpha's seed claiming him.

[anendoandfriendo]

"Fuck your online discourse" actually, no, we do think the halloween DID flag shouldn't be used but it's not because of some bullshit like "waah it's just a recolor" it's because the system that created that flag is a huge fucking racist and ableist last we checked, and we never saw ant kind of apology for being racist and ableist to endogenic systems. We never saw them stop being anti-endogenic or anti-Black (because let's be honest, Black endogenic systems specifically would be the ones most affected and hurt by this).

Like, we know people have forgotten by now, but we were THERE just before TPA became a thing, when systems like The Entropy System were fully mask-off in their bigotry (we call anti-endogenics facsists because of the personal experience of having the not-pleasure of seeing shit like the above link lmao), and such other things. We used to be very visible on Twitter as an endogenic system who's seen this shit but it was kind of taking over 99% of our focus when we were working retail instead of working at home, so we ended up tapering it away.