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astonmartinii · 1 year ago

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into the arms of another part four | max verstappen social media au

pairing: max verstappen x reader

wedding bells are ringing, but so are charles' ears because no one will stop talking about whether he'll make an appearance on the big day

part one | part two | part three | masterlist | tips

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yourusername: a night to remember where you don't remember much of it

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user1: how do i become part of this friendship group? real answers only.

maxverstappen1: how do i get to marry HER?

danielricciardo: i ask myself that everyday

maxverstappen1: that's not very girls support girls of you daniel

yourusername: yeah daniel, not being a girl's girl in the summer of barbie, i thought more of you...

danielricciardo: lets not get ahead of ourselves here

user2: y/n and max tag teaming daniel is my favourite thing from this relationship

danielricciardo: tag team? don't give me any ideas

yourusername: DANIEL?

maxverstappen1: DANIEL?

danielricciardo: do NOT pretend that y'all have not thought about it

maxverstappen1: we are getting married in a week do not proposition us for a threesome in a public instagram comment section

user3: max pretending like he's never thought about it

user4: how did we get to this point

yourbff1: threesome talk aside, we're so hot

maxverstappen1: hard agree

yourusername: i love you

yourbff1: i love you too

yourusername: and i love you too

yourbff1: you meant max didn't you ...

yourusername: maybe...

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maxverstappen1: this is a public service announcement do NOT let daniel ricciardo plan your stag party because you will not remember a single thing

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user7: the way like 80% of the grid were at this except charles ...

user8: wow colour me shocked he didn't invite the one guy who keeps disrespecting his fiancee to the stag party

danielricciardo: ummmmm this is false? you had a great time.

maxverstappen1: maybe i did all i know is that the bathroom on that plane did not enjoy it i don't think i can touch vodka ever again

danielricciardo: that was all you big boy, you don't know your limit

yourusername: glad to see you didn't kill him before our wedding

danielricciardo: i am really not liking the lack of faith in me

yourusername: he's literally passed out in the second picture daniel

danielricciardo: he's just taking a snooze RIGHT @maxverstappen1

maxverstappen1: yeah ... i just needed my beauty sleep

yourusername: erm you don't need any beauty sleep pretty boy

maxverstappen1: oh, why thank you 😊

user9: she's literally marrying you babe and ur STILL BLUSHING WHEN SHE CALLS YOU PRETTY

user10: this is really not a good sign for charles attending the wedding

user11: yall ever get tired of bringing this shit up HE FUCKED UP this is merely the consequences of his own actions.

user12: and according to mr. leclerc him and max aren't friends so why would he be invited?

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danielricciardo: max is currently passed out on my shoulder after talking for an hour straight about how much he loves y/n so here's my favourite pictures of them before they're officially married.

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user13: why am i actually dead ass crying over this?

user14: no cause the circumstances have been an actual shit show so i'm glad they've managed to get through it and are finally gonna tie the knot !!

user15: i've been in the literal trenches defending y/n and this relationship i deserve an invite to this wedding

yourusername: @maxverstappen1 omg we're so hot

maxverstappen1: i think you're the hot one babe

yourusername: you're literally the hottest man in the world STOP TALKING DOWN ON YOURSELF

maxverstappen1: i know, i know. i'm amazing, sexy and beautiful.

yourusername: TOO RIGHT

user16: is this ^^ positive affirmations

yourusername: yes, he's way too amazing to not believe that himself

user17: so like do they maybe want to adopt me?

landonorris: so as the sexiest groomsmen, can i have the scoop on whether there'll be any sexy bridesmaid

maxverstappen1: who said you're the sexiest?

landonorris: well since charles is out of the running there's a clear winner here - ME

danielricciardo: assuming the best man is not in this conversation cause my face card clears yours

user18: WAIT WHAT

user19: so it's confirmed, he's missing his best friend's wedding over him being petty, all hope in men is gone

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yourusername: no words. love of my life. best day ever. i love you forever maxy

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user25: OMFG IT LOOKS SO BEAUTIFUL

fernandoalo_oficial: a really beautiful ceremony for my favourites, enjoy your honeymoon and make some time for the old man

yourusername: thank you for coming fernando and thank you for the literal snowmobile idk what we'll do with it but thank you

user26: what kind of a wedding gift is a SNOWMOBILE?

maxverstappen1: a sick one? thanks nando

danielricciardo: what a wonderful day, you guys are so perfect together, thank you for letting me be a part of your day

maxverstappen1: HE CRIED AHAHAHHAHAAHA HE LOVES US SO MUCH HE CRIED

danielricciardo: ummm obviously i watched you pine over her for as long as i've known you. you guys deserve this happiness after everything

yourusername: daniel we love you and your speech was so amazing i nearly cried all of my makeup off

user27: the way the old charles would've given such a banging speech i am in mourning

user28: girl it's their literal wedding post leave the comments about charles for once

sebastianvettel: lovely ceremony you too, much love to your future - seb, hanna and the kids xx

yourusername: thank you for coming seb !! love you guys, let us know if you want us to babysit

maxverstappen1: thank you for your support through all of this seb, you guys are the best

user29: so charles really got no one in his corner lol

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maxverstappen1: in sickness and in health, the biggest honour of my life is being your husband

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user30: this is my barbie this does not get any better for me

christianhorner: a wonderful ceremony for the loveliest couple, very grateful to be included in your special day.

masverstappen1: thank you for being there for me, and for not standing on y/n's dress with your two left feet

user31: yall gonna give any context?

user32: i think he's referring to the fact that christian filled the role jos would have at the wedding and during the parents dance, christian would've had a dance with y/n !!

user31: i think my heart just melted wedding of the century

user33: seeing all the wedding content without charles is so weird the whole time we've known y/n her and charles were attached at the hip :/

user34: i beg yall leave it out for one day, he could've been there HE HAD THE INVITATION but he didn't so leave it out

redbullracing: officially THE f1 couple 🫶

landonorris: congratulations and all that jazz but WHAT THE FUCK WAS IN THAT PUNCH

yourusername: sorry lando i gave them the uni recipe

landonorris: oscar was sick on my shoes MY BEAUTIFUL SHOES

maxverstappen1: just send us the bill i can hear you bitching from our room

oscarpiastri: for the record THEY sat me next to kimi and seb and i tried to aim away from your shoes but the world was spinning

user35: okay i need to know the seating plan for this wedding ASAP

excerpt of the podcast interview of y/n y/ln-verstappen.

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yourusername: my honeymoooooooooooooon with my super sexy and lovely HUSBAND

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user36: okay i've had enough of the cute posts WHERE IS MY HUSBAND?

user37: i crack myself up thinking about them setting up a lil tripod to take these

yourusername: and?

maxverstappen1: we're serving cunt x

user38: did yall see y/n's podcast interview?

user39: yes i'm glad she's got her closure now and can fully move on with her life

alexalbon: you guys are so sickeningly sweet i love you morons

yourusername: why thank you alex

lilymunhe: he said he deserves compensation for his half a season of listening to max pine

maxverstappen1: people think i'm embarrassed of that when LOOK AT MY WIFE OBVIOUSLY I WOULD PINE

maxverstappen1: and bro your apology was the open bar at the wedding

alexalbon: you guys are underestimating just how much this guy spoke about y/n

yourusername: fine we'll post in our albon shoes

albon_pets: this is why we love you y/n

user39: no charles comment... you hear that? peace.

note: i hope yall enjoyed this probably final part of into the arms of another. i hope it wasn’t disappointing lol i love this pairing with all my heart. (also wrote this at 4am on my couch after a MASSIVE FUCK OFF house spider came in my room (my dad said he killed it when i woke him up at 2am) but i was too scared to stay) xx

#f1 #f1 x you #f1 instagram au #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #max verstappen imagine #max verstappen fanfic #max verstappen instagram au #max verstappen x you #max verstappen x reader #into the arms of another #astonmartinii

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obsidianbaby · 7 months ago

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Don't Love Me Like A Brother - Prologue

Brothers Best Friend Series - PROLOGUE

CHAPTER 1 -

series synopsis - ronnie's younger brother, tyler, is a famous youtuber & influencer and is best friends with the sturniolos. This series will be following ronnie's life as she befriends the triplets and catches herself developing feelings for a certain someone...

**series will contain smut as it develops but warnings will be added to those specific chapters

**found myself writing a few flashback chapters before present day just to build up the established friendships bc I'm impatient and don't want the slow burn to drain anyone 😭

warnings/notes - no smut in this as it's just the prologue to introduce y'all to the story.

a/n - starting this series and im very exciteddddddd i hope y'all fuck with a slow burn, friends to lovers best friends brother type beat. Buckle up mfs it's gonna be an angsty ride

a/n pt 2 - im not gonna share who ronnie develops feelings for just yet I want y'all to be on edge okok enjoy MWAH xx

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PROLOGUE

ronnies pov

having a brother who's famous on social media is humbling to say the least.

The amount of fan girls who have followed my accounts just because they're obsessed with him makes me question many people's sanity (including my own).

But tyler is one of my best friends. And thank god for my dad, who from the jump, did not tolerate any misogynistic bullshit from my brother.

Raising two kids as a single dad after my mom passed away (before ty and I were older than the age of 5) was tough for him and he embraced the times when he needed support (like when i first got my period, bless his heart he bought almost every type of menstrual product off the shelf).

His values were the perfect structure for us to grow up following; respect, open communication, giving our best efforts to everything (even if the only effort we could offer up was a 60% instead of a 100%)

My childhood friends would always whine about how "chill" my dad was. And it's not cause he didn't care, (he probably cares too much) but he didn't want to shield us either, knowing we need to learn how to exist in the world without him constantly up our asses.

"As long as we can talk about shit at the end of the day then we're good" one of his favorite mantras he would spew to me and ty when we would get caught doing something you might call a "right of passage" as a teenager.

And since it was just the three of us, we've always leaned on each other a lot. Sunday family dinners at nans' every week, taking turns helping my dad at his shop after school (he's a car mechanic), movie nights every thursday night where my dad would close up shop early, setting up the projector in the shop garage and ordering us pizza. My brother has been a best friend to me since I held him in my arms at the age of 3 when he was born.

And of course, we have the usual chaotic fights to the death like most siblings do, him pranking me in the most annoying ways, me making fun of his dumbass, him eating all of my food, me stealing his cool clothes, him begging me to uber him around everywhere, etc.

But we also just really enjoy each other's company too; going on late night walks around town, sitting in bed staying up talking all night, playing mario cart for hours (id always kick his ass), going adventuring together to forests or beaches, hanging out at the skate park together (me laughing at him eating shit and him chasing me around trying to whack me with his board), us both ditching our friends to stay at home and yap to each other instead, us having campfires in the backyard with both of our friend groups together, working on restoring mom's 1967 ford mustang together that she left us when she passed.

So when he came to me a few years back, during the pandemic, asking my thoughts on him posting on youtube, I was in full support (after teasing him that no one would find him, an 18 year old lanky white boy about to graduate high school funny or interesting. I have to keep him humble ya know?)

But his first few videos on youtube went viral and his following kept growing daily, especially when he started posting on tiktok too.

He's had me (and even my dad) featured in his videos which i don't mind at all (since im the one that's editing them)

I can see why the internet loves him (i did help raise him of course).

But since he's hit over 3 million on youtube last year, he's been doing a shit ton of collabs with other influencers and youtubers; the sturniolo triplets, larray, emma chamberlain, jake webster, tarayummy, vinnie hacker, carrington, etc.

And these days I try to stay behind the scenes as much as possible, trying to enjoy my solitude away from the opinions of crazy fans. (why do they care so much about what im doing anyways?)

Yet he understands (thank god) and he's always inviting me to come hangout with the friends he's made through social media, and i can't lie and say i don't enjoy being in the company of such dope (and attractive) people.

END OF PROLOGUE

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a/n - hellooooo i have a few more parts already written for this but im gonna wait to see how this post goes first (because i have a dire need for validation and praise) anywaysssss thank you for reading mwah xx

#sturniolo #sturniolo smut #matt sturniolo #matt sturniolo smut #chris sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #chris x reader #christopher sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader #matt x reader #chris sturniolo smut #nick sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #nicolas sturniolo #matt sturniolo fanfic #chris sturniolo fanfic #nick sturniolo fanfic

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frankcastleonlyfans · 2 years ago

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𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐒, 𝐌.𝐐

pairing: recom!quaritch x latina!recom!reader

summary: colonel miles quaritch has a thing for the lieutenant, but he would never guess that he could perhaps be her type of man.

author's note: so i was listening to mayores by becky g and i couldn't get the idea of miles with a latina gf out of my head.

warnings: just lots of cussing

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Colonel Miles Quaritch had a crush. He would never admit it out loud, but ever since he was human he only had eyes for you. But of course, he thought you were way out of his league, so he never tried anything. Why would a pretty thing like you bang an old man like him? And clearly, he wasn't the only one thinking about you, as Lyle hit on you every time you walked past him, and rumor has it that you had a thing going on with Lopez.

When you all came back as recombinants, Miles remembered the way his old self felt about you. His new na'vi body intensified the desires he had for you. He couldn't avoid staring at you whenever you were training at the gym or the shooting range. There was something about your presence that just wholly captured his attention. Maybe it was the way you flirted with everyone around you, or how you lightened up the mood every time you stepped into a room.

He couldn't understand how someone as sweet as you could be a marine. And how you could be such a damn good marine. He wondered if there was something you are not good at.

You walked down the hallway to the cafeteria with Walker and Zdinarsk by your side. You chuckled at one of your friends’ stupid dirty jokes as you made entrance to the room.

"Y'all are late," The Colonel stated.

"Geez, good morning, Sir." You smiled, sitting between Wainfleet and Lopez, "Hola, papi" You smiled, kissing your friend's cheek.

"¿Qué pasa, mami?" Lopez took a sip from his cup. "Took you guys long enough. We started without you."

"Sorry we're late, we were at the gym. It turns out these new bodies have a lot of stamina." You poured yourself some black coffee, "Damn, I feel like running a marathon!"

Quaritch huffed. His dirty mind was running with ways he could get you exhausted. Clearing his throat, he uttered;

"Save yourself some of that energy, Lieutenant. Gonna need that for when we go hunt Sully down."

You playfully shrugged and quickly took Lyle's glasses out of his head, putting them on.

"Hey!" He frowned.

"How do I look?" You questioned, turning yourself to Lopez.

"Hermosa" He smirked.

You turned around and met eyes with the person in front of you across the table.

"You think I look pretty, Coronel?" You grinned sweetly, but before Miles could answer, Wainfleet stole his glasses back from you, "Damn, Lyle!"

The corporal snickered, "Sorry, but no business with these shades, sweetheart. Try Mansk's instead."

You glanced at Mansk, who just stared at you over his glasses. He silently shook his head and you just nodded.

"What do you have for us today, Colonel?" Walker asked.

You secretly hoped that your squad would hunt Jake Sully today. Looking for a chance to show off your new abilities, your new na'vi body has made you way more flexible, agile, and stronger than you once were. And having the memories from your human life, you remember how Quaritch used to praise you every time you repeatedly shot in the center of a target, or how you easily overpowered some of the boys at training. Your Colonel's validation was a big part of your human life. Miles thought you were the best on your human team, and now you wanted him to think that you are the best as a recom as well.

"Most of you will take the limp dicks scientists to the forest, they'll take some samples outta the plants and I need you to keep them alive. The rest can stay and have the day off." The group whined about the task of bodyguarding the scientists, "Ah-ah, you know I don't like whining, y'all sound like a bunch of pussies."

Miles sipped on his bitter coffee while his eyes traveled through the avatars at the table.

"Walker, Mansk, Ja, Lopez and Fike will go. That's an odd number. Which makes me question, which one of my girls should I send to play outside?"

Z-dog gasped, "What!? Why not one more male?"

"Still whining, Zdinarsk? Maybe I should leave Mansk out of this one and send you and Y/N with them." Quaritch smirked, "But I'm still deciding. I'll report my decision before lunchtime."

You rolled your eyes, having enough of that matter. You knew he would probably choose you since Z-dog has been out on the last task in the forest. So you finished drinking your coffee and got up from the table.

"I'm still feeling energetic as fuck, so I'll tire myself at the shooting range. I'll be back in time for the report. Adiós."

If a stare could kill, your body would be mutilated in pieces from the eyes watching you leave the room, completely hypnotized by the way your hips and tail moved from side to side as you walked to the exit door.

Miles snorted at the reactions, "Y'all could be a little subtle for once?"

"I agree, you guys are looking at her like she's a piece of meat," Lopez commented.

"Nah, you're only saying that cuz she lets you hit it." Fike teased wickedly. Lopez brushed it off;

"I ain't hitting a thing, trust me. I'm not her type and she made it very clear."

"What's her type, then? She's into gringos?" Lyle joked hopefully.

Lopez scoffed, biting on his bread, "Not exactly."

"Damn, is she into girls?" Walker questioned.

"Yeah, I've been getting that vibe from her too." Z-dog pointed out. "She said I have a nice ass while I was doing squats."

"I don't know if she likes chicas, but I do know she has a soft spot for mayores." Lopez clicked his tongue at the revelation, but everyone looked clueless to what he said, "Aye, I meant viejos. She has a thing for mature men I guess."

"So she likes 'em older, uh? Man, I really thought I had a chance with her. That's a boomer." Wainfleet tsked.

But Miles listened silently, and Lopez's words got his mind in a non-stopping wonder. As a recombinant, he was 20 years old. He had the body and the strength of a young na'vi, but he also had the knowledge and the ways of a 50-year-old man. Was he old enough to your liking? Could you feel some sort of attraction to him? Could this mean he has a shot with you?

part 2

#miles quaritch x reader #colonel quaritch x reader #avatar x reader #avatar the way of water #miles quaritch x oc #miles quaritch x you #colonel quaritch x you #recom team #recom quaritch

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i-am-so-normal-about-radiostatic · 8 months ago

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Some Radiostatic incorrect quotes

Vox: I was arrested for being too cool. Alastor: The charges were dropped due to a lack of supporting evidence.

Alastor: In light of what you did for me, you can hug me for four to five seconds. Vox: FORTY FIVE SECONDS?!? Alastor: No! Four to five seconds! Vox: Too late!!!

Vox: Is letting someone win at chess sapiosexual bottoming Alastor: Does anyone in this godforsaken group ever think before they speak

Vox: Do you have any skeletons in your closet? Alastor: You mean literally or figuratively? Vox: Honestly, the fact that I have to specify...

Vox: I’m gonna need a human skull and I can't have you ask any questions why. Alastor: Only if you also don't ask why Alastor: Pulls out 7 pristine human skulls Take your pick. Vox: Alastor: Vox: This one is fine

Vox: What is your biggest weakness? Alastor: I can be uncooperative. Vox: Okay, can you give me an example? Alastor: No.

Vox: So what do you do? Alastor: I work in genetic research, and I'm currently trying to eliminate all Cancers. Vox: Wow, impressive. Alastor: Then I'll move on to Leos.

Alastor: Vox... Vox: Oh no, 'Vox' in b-flat. Vox: You're disappointed.

Alastor: Oh just so you know, it's very muggy outside Vox: Vox: Alastor, I swear, if I step outside and all of our mugs are on the front lawn... Alastor: Sips coffee from bowl

Vox: Bad things keep happening to me, like I have bad luck or something. Alastor: Vox, you don't have bad luck. The reason bad things happen to you is because you're a dumbass.

Vox: Please, I'm begging you go to a doctor. Alastor: I'm sorry is this OUR stab wound? Stay out of it.

Vox: A theif. Alastor: Thief? Vox: Theif. Alastor: I before E, except after C. Vox: Thceif. Alastor: No.

Vox: You're the love of my life and my best friend, I would do anything for you. Alastor: I want you to eat three meals a day and have a decent sleep schedule. Vox: Absolutely not.

(This is their relationship fr ^^^)

Alastor, watching the news: Someone tried to fight a squid at the aquarium today! Vox: walks in covered with ink, shark fin and tail out Well, maybe the squid was being a dick.

Vox, tending to Alastor's wounds: How would you rate your pain? Alastor: Zero stars. Would NOT recommend.

Vox: How many kids do you have? Alastor: Biologically, emotionally, or legally?

(He's the dad friend. He's adopted Charlie, Vaggie and Niffty so far)

Vox: Must be hard not being able to laugh Alastor: I do have a sense of humor you know Vox: I’ve never heard you laugh before Alastor: I’ve never heard you say anything funny

Alastor: So what’s for dinner? Vox, staring at the food he just burnt: Regret.

Vox: Alastor was banned from the chicken shack, so we had to go out of town to get some. Alastor: Well, they shouldn’t say “all you can eat” if they don’t mean it. Vox: Alastor, you ate the employee.

Vox: Three words. Say them and I'm yours. Alastor: Three words. Vox:

Vox: What’s the straightest thing you’ve ever done? Alastor: sighs Alastor: I killed a man.

Alastor: I’m never donating blood ever again. Alastor: The second you walk through the door, it’s just one invasive question after another! Alastor: ‘Where did you get it?’ 'Why is it in a bucket?’ I mean, do you want it or not?

Vox: Goodnight to the love of my life, Alastor, and fuck the rest of y'all.

Alastor: Our relationship is strictly professional. Vox, sitting on Alastor’s lap: Absolutely. Only on business.

Vox: I'm not a morning person. I'm barely even a person.

Vox: Did you ever have like a pet run away and find it or anything? Alastor: I had a lizard that I burnt.

Vox, dramatically: They called me a fool. Alastor, sick of Vox's shit: They weren’t wrong.

Alastor: Two brooooos! Vox: Chillin' in a hot tub! Alastor: Five feet apart 'cause we're not gay! Vox: Alastor: Vox: tearing up Alastor: Babe, c'mon… Vox: AND HERE YOU REALLY HAD ME THINKING WE HAD SOMETHING. Alastor: Babe…

Alastor: You look mentally ill. Vox: I am. Let’s go.

Alastor: Just a minute. I need to go take out the trash. Vox: Oh. We're going out? Alastor: Wh…

Vox: Cause you're pretty and you're smart, and you're ignoring me so you're obviously my type. Alastor, who was distracted: I'm sorry- what were you saying? Vox: Perfect.

Alastor: Do you want to explain the text you sent me last night? Vox: It was autocorrect. Alastor: Autocorrect wrote "You're so hot. Please step on me."? Vox: Yes.

Vox: I want to kiss you. Alastor, not paying attention: What? Vox: I said if you die, I wont miss you.

Vox: Are you an F5 key? Because that ass is refreshing. Alastor: Are you a software update? because not right now.

Vox: Come to dinner tonight. I can’t cook, but I’ll bring plenty of free wine. Alastor: Marry me.

Vox: You are the love of my life and I would do anything within reason to make you happy. Alastor: I would be happy if you ate, stayed hydrated and got a reasonable amount of sleep. Vox: I said within reason, Alastor. How about I murder that guy? Alastor: So murder is in reason but proper self care isn't? Vox: Well, duh. What kind of question is that?

Alastor: Are you trying to seduce me? Vox: Why, are you seducible?

Vox: Alastor is playing hard to get. Vox: Little do they know, I'm a master at playing hard to get rid of.

Alastor: Vox and I are no longer dating. Vox: Alastor, that’s a horrible way of telling people we’re married.

Alastor: Hey, about that love letter you sent me- Vox: blushes What are your thoughts? Alastor: The fourth sentence- Vox: Yeah, that’s where I got really emotional and I- Alastor: It’s “you’re” not “your”.

Vox: Two bros! Vox: Chillin' in a hot tub! Vox: Zero feet apart 'cause we're GAY AS FUCK!

Vox: We have a problem. Alastor: No, YOU have a problem. I have an idiot who keeps making them.

Vox: You have to apologize to them Alastor. Alastor: Fine! But I must warn you that this might make me a better, nicer person and that is NOT the person you fell in love with!

Vox: Do you want to know your gay name? Alastor: My… my gay name? Vox: Yeah, it's your first name- Alastor: Haha. Very funny Vox- Vox: gets down on one knee And my last name. Alastor: Oh- oh my god.

Vox: Stop doing that. Alastor: Stop doing what? Vox: Saying things that make me wanna kiss the hell out of you.

Vox: My hands are cold. Alastor: Here, let me hold them. Vox: My lips are cold too. Alastor: covers Vox's mouth with their hand

Vox: I think I'm falling for you. Alastor: Then get up.

Vox: I’m in love with you. Alastor: We called off the prank war last night at midnight, dork. Vox: I know. Alastor: Ah. Okay. Um. Cool. Neat. Very cool. Cool. Cool. Coolcoolcool-

Vox: You got a date yet Alastor? Alastor: No… Vox: Well you do now! Get your ass up and hold my hand!

Vox and Alastor are in Paris. Vox: I'm…moved. I…I don't know what it is I'm feeling right now. I feel…destiny? Alastor: But… Vox: I don't know what it is. I feel like… I just never thought I'd see it with my own two eyes. And here it is. It's just there. It's right in front of me, and… Alastor: This is what you wanted to see? The bridge from Inception? Vox: Yeah. Alastor: But the Eiffel Tower is behind us, babe. Vox: Yeah, but this is the bridge FROM INCEPTION. Alastor: Okay, alright.

Vox: The first time I saw you, you stole my heart. Alastor: But I'm a kleptomaniac, so that doesn't mean anything.

Vox, talking about Alastor: WHAT THE FUCK I WAS ARGUING WITH THEM AND I SAID “OOH YOU WANNA KISS ME SO BAD” AND GUESS WHAT? THEY DID. THEY KISSED ME. WHAT THE FUCK WHAT DO I DO.

Alastor: Is something burning? Vox, leaning seductively on the counter: Just my desire for you. Alastor: Vox, the toaster is literally on fire.

Alastor: Okay, but if you're not gay then why are you always holding my hand and kissing me and telling me I’m your boyfriend? Vox: Dude- Its satire! Alastor: THAT'S NOT WHAT SATIRE MEANS!

Vox: Alastor is playing hard to get. Vox: Little does he know, I'm a master at playing hard to get rid of.

Vox: We’re getting married, bitches! Alastor: And we're about to make it everybody else's problem.

#incorrect quotes #hazbin vox #hazbin alastor #radiostatic #hazbin hotel

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paisholotus · 21 days ago

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Ch.3

Leilani's pov

Today we had to do a shared interview with Jodeci so my sister's and myself was getting ready for that. To be honest I have been thinking about Delante, we've been keeping in touch a little bit because he wants to do a collab with us. Which we have no problem with it's just timing, but since we'll be seeing them today something is most likely going to happen.

We got into the car and headed to downtown Brooklyn for interview and apparently it's gonna take place outside. It's cold as hell out and they wanna do stuff outside where we gonna be freezing our nips off. I mean damn I don't wanna complain but shit....where the warm at?

"I don't know about these Jodeci niggas?" Nae said, making me looked at her confused. "What you mean?" I asked, as she turned to me. "Dem niggas don't got the best reputation. And, I don’t want us to get caught up with anything they be doing. I mean we are independent. So, we already doing shit ourselves." I looked back out the window and huffed understanding. "I mean they really talented. Can't take that away. But, at the same time ain't no need to be extra buddy buddy with them." She said lastly.

Carri nodded agreeing eating on some jolly ranchers. Monae looked me in the eyes with a knowing look because they know I've been talking to Delante. But, it's harmless. We ain't been talking about nothing but business, he hasn't been flirty with me or nun. Strictly professional. But, nevertheless I nodded back to her.

We get to the place we're shooting it at and get out the car. The air smacks me in the face as we walked up to greet the interviewer and the management there. The camera crew were setting up and making sure everything was good. We was prompt and prepared.

Then we saw them. Delante saw me. He smiled lowly and looked me up and down, licking his lips. I gave a little wave back and smiled but it fell as Carrie nudged me with her usual frown on her face. Carrie really ain't a person that smiles alot, she rarely talks unless spoken to.

But, that ain't the reason she nudged me. I get them both saying that Jodeci has a bad boy reputation, but I judge what I see. Not by what I hear. I guess they have the right to be overprotective. My brother's are the same way. They'll say it's within good reason because I'm the youngest.

The interviewer called us over as the interview was getting ready to start. We walked over to the boys and they started the count down for the cameras.

"Welcome, back, y'all. This ya boy Mac and today we got the hottest groups out right now. Jodeci and LMC." Mac Dodds introduced us to the camera and we smiled and told the camera what our name meant, while the boys did the same.

"So, how would y'all describe your sound?"

Mac asked, the boys. They described themselves as a churchful kind of sound. Because they come from a church background so they add that into their music.

Being that we're from a church background too we described our sound as different. Because we are very versatile, we don't just stick to one genre of music. As, a true music fan and artist it's important to be very open minded about different kinds of music. Because at the end of the day music is universal. It's supposed to nake you feel something.

"Alright, do y'all think music has impacted your life greatly or is there some downsides?" He asked.

"I would definitely say that music has impacted our life greatly. Music means everything to us." I said, as Nae and Carrie nodded. "Like, I've said we've come from a church family so we sung in church alot. Our parents just wasn't that strict about us listening to other music. They knew this was something we really wanted to do, and they supported that. But, being in the music industry does has its downsides. Can't always trust people and us being independent makes it a tad bit harder." I said, laughing lowly. "But, at the end it's rewarding." I finished.

Mac looked at the boys for the same question and I nodded as they talked, but I couldn't look away from Delante's gaze. I could tell him and JoJo didn't talk that much during the interviews. K-ci and Dale did most of the talking. While, Dale would answer the question we would subtly stare at each other.

Towards the end of the interview Mac said that we should make a song together and we looked at the boys and nodded our heads in agreement. We wave bye at the camera and it was over.

I followed after my sisters when I felt a small tug to my wrist. I turned around and saw it was Delante. "Um, so we gonna make something together?" He asked, smiling lowly at me. I smiled back feeling my stomach do small flips. Lawd hammercy this man's voice and those eyes. Could lay a bitch out.

I looked back at my sisters and nodded, "Yeah, how about you call me tomorrow and I'll set something up." He nodded and moved his hand down to mine giving it a squeeze. "Ight, see you tomorrow then." He says, before catching up with the other ones.

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minniequinniee · 1 month ago

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Yeah no. That's not how it works.

I'm not normally one to call out people on Tumblr, but I just so happened to come across Alex's page and saw this on her pinned.

For those who don't know, she recently announced that she was leaving anomaly observers because she was "heartbroken" about the fact that people were being mean to Trump supporters. She herself is also a Trump supporter who voted for trump in this election. And we do not support anyone who supports Trump.

Let me explain why we can't just all be "friends" even if we voted for the opposite candidate.

People voted for kamala harris because they wanted to keep their rights, have affordable housing. And have better lives.

People voted for Donald Trump because of money, for policies which is pretty much just project 2025. Which I can assure you is not at all a good thing.

Not to mention, Donald Trump is a rapist, a felon, and a pedophile.

Trump voters voted for money and power, Kamala voters voted for morality and peace.

Trump plans on doing a mass deportation on Latinos in our country. Can you name another famous politician what also did mass deportations on a group that he doesn't like? Preferably one from 1939?

You can't just say "oh I hope we can all still get along!" After voting for someone who wants to take away everyone's rights except for straight white rich men.

This is the kind of ignorance I cannot stand. You and so many other people who have this take have absolutely no idea how the real world works.

You just voted for a felon and a rapist who has been endorsed by the kkk. And you expect everyone to be like "oh that's okay! I forgive you for voting for an unqualified man who wants to take my rights away! We can still be friends!" That's not how it works.

Learn about division and the paradox of tolerance. (Yes I stole that last part from an image that was actually about the exact same topic we're currently on right now! Here's the image:)

The point being is, the world is divided. And it always will be if we continue voting and siding with the hateful side of history.

I hate to break it to you, but there is not such thing as world peace where we all just get along no matter what.

If someone endorses a clearly awful person, then I'm not just gonna stand there and forgive them for that unless they actually someone do further research and change their perspective.

"We can disagree and still be friends" is a famous line, but I think what you and other people fail to realize is that it doesn't just mean you can disagree on anything and still be friends. There's a line that needs to be drawn when it comes to human rights and education.

So with all that being said. You need to learn that the world isn't just all friendship and kindness. Yes. It would be great if it was like that, but unfortunately it's not.

There are so many people in this world I do not trust, especially the people who voted for Trump. Yes, this includes you.

I hope you can educate yourself on this matter and learn to accept the fact that people will be angry with you and so many others because of y'alls ignorant decision, and that no, we can't be friends if you voted for someone who is clearly not a good person in the slightest.

#election 2024 #donald trump #kamala harris

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hiisheart · 2 months ago

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( i'm gonna get real with you guys for a sec.

it's been an extremely uncertain time for me lately regarding my educational outlook and my mental health, but this was really the fucking kicker. i know i said i was ready to go back to school, but honestly, if my job prospects are gonna be impacted by this outcome by virtue of me being a non-binary and trans person, part of me is kind of like why bother. why bother pursuing music therapy, an offshoot of a practice that is actively being demonized because it's being used to help queer youth and young adults, and by virtue of such will likely be one of the earlier legislative targets. what is going to happen if i am unable to legally change my name and all my documents, if i am unable to legally change my gender, if i am unable to even be considered as a new hire because legally i will be seen as some sort of contagion, because i do not present as what my original documents have determined i am supposed to look like and act like at birth. if i am ever going to be able to transition. i don't even have the financial or social support yet for getting my name and/or gender changed which has been fucking sucking at my soul all day. i genuinely am the most unsure i've ever been in the last few weeks and that is saying something. hell, this is probably the most unsure i've been in my whole life. i genuinely do not know what's going to happen to me if anything at all. it's hard enough being in a politically divided household and having one parent constantly gaslighting me and telling me 'it's gonna be fine' WHEN IT VERY OBVIOUSLY MIGHT NOT BE. telling me that they love me even though they supported a rapist, convicted felon who has promised to double down on hurting and marginalizing the people in my community. some of y'all may be asking 'noah how the fuck are you still alive and standing and breathing after all this.' trust me, i'm with you too. but it's probably because the thought of being and becoming more of what the guys who won hate is what's empowering me enough to stick this one through. and i'll be rocking my pink triangle pin for all 1400 days. because i need people to see the kind of fear that me and people like me are going to be experiencing. the kind of unprecedented horrors that my gut tells me will happen that are yet to strike at us. the prospects are damaging and dangerous. project 2025 is real and WILL empower this administration no matter how much their head guy (not even gonna bother saying his name) has tried to distance himself from it. i guess my advice then is to be prepared. and to do what you can to make yourself feel less alone. because we're more vulnerable alone. that's what they want. they want to separate us and keep us apart because we're much weaker divided. take some self-defense training classes. hell, get fucking strapped if that's what you wanna do. make more time for self-care, regularly schedule debrief meetings or talk groups with your friends. it doesn't have to be a therapy session, you can just play video games and talk about the week, cuz that's what me and my friends do. no matter what, we are going to need each other moving forward. )

#tw: politics #tw: vent #( just thinking out loud here. but i'm genuinely experiencing some really strong emotions )#( but the only reason i feel remotely lucky is because i managed to squeeze in a mtg with my therapist for this afternoon )#( that's when i'm gonna let the feelings out )#( idgaf about structured meetings or solving problems i am letting this shit OUT OF THE BAG )#⠀ ⠀ ♥︎ ⠀ ⠀ 𝒏𝒐𝒂𝒉 𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒔 ⠀ ⠀ ╱ ⠀ ⠀ out of character.

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therottenkingsreckoning · 11 months ago

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Wow, really didn't expect that angel post to gain as much traction as it did! Y'all really like what I've got to say, huh?

Well in response to all of your much-appreciated support, here's some more lore, starting off with the three distinct subclasses of sentient beings: The Fae, The Terrestrial, and The Cosmic.

The easiest way to distinguish between these groups is in the level of soul/body connection, and the presence of magical energies as a naturally occuring byproduct of that body. First, the Fae, which includes not only fairies elves and goblins, but also centaurs, mermaids, & vampires. In these beings, the mind body and soul are completely separate, closed systems, with the mind being logical hardwired code informing chemical processes* and the soul in its fixed state acting to facilitate exhanges between external energy and the physical form. Again in contrast to the popular mythos, Fae actually produce no magical energies of their own, but are constantly taking in and channeling the output of their surroundings, often to great effect (for example, traditional Vampiric songcasting). How this soul setup relates to afterlives is somewhat difficult to understand for non-fae, but suffice to say that changing the body doesn't necessarily affect the mind.

Next up we have the Terrestrials, the group which humans and most varieties of beastmen belong to. This is the happy medium, with a mind & soul so interlinked as to basically be the same thing, and that interlink causing production of energies which then flow into and are processed by the body. Normally this is just used to keep things running, but with proper training and the right tools one's energies can be safely concentrated and channeled to useful effect (similar tools are used by fae casters in many cases, but there they act as the vital ignition key rather than the unjumbling & translating methods of Terrestrial ports.)

And finally, Cosmics. The one which I'm sure you've been dying to hear me speak about. Gods, angels, demons, and a questionable level of the Voidlings (we'll get to them later). If Fae are mostly grounded physicality with little to no magic in them, a Cosmic is the complete opposite. Roughly 80-100% of a Cosmic's body is made of raw magical energy- we're all soul & mind. That doesn't mean we can't have a grounded body though, although for some the process may easier than others. Gods such as myself project a portion of our energies into hard-light pseudo-physical bodies, whereas angels & demons "lock" their entire selves into walking, talking forms. These can come in many types° though a characteristic indication of the Angel is their "halo", an aura of barely contained energies. Be very careful around the presence of angels, or any Cosmic unlocking and focusing their magic, as they are essentially extremely radioactive during that phase. Also, for those wondering, chief among the reasons a Cosmic strives for order are A. being designed that way by and for the purposes of one's Host, and B. the spastic chaotic nature of being a thing which on some levels is fundamentally incompatible with reality makes a need for structure in all other forms absolutely necessary and desirable. Again, demons typically have this managed a lot better, but even they're sort of just to the left of being allowed to exist.

Right, that's all I have for now! This was quite exhausting to type up in ways that Terrestrial minds might understand, but hopefully I've succeeded! Stay tuned for more when I have the "energy"!

*this is in no way an indication that mental plasticity is nonexistent for Fae. It just requires a lot more effort and programming knowledge.

°they're also, anatomically speaking, complete bullshit. Gonna have fun explaining that one in a way that makes sense.

#stuff i said #long post #unreality #dereality #worldbuilding #spec bio #speculative biology #angel #demon #god #monster #writing #creative writing

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the-one-who-lambs · 1 year ago

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🐑🐑🐑 (3) (for the fic ask thingy in case this confuses u lmao)

3. What’s something you learned about yourself as a writer?

This is... a long one. TL;DR: It took me a while but I finally, actually internalized that I don't need to set goalposts for myself and consistently move them.

Story's gonna get vulnerable and involve a few other people too. Many of y'all probably saw me go through a whole character arc but I've never really talked about how I felt about this (aside from a couple close friends).

Around July/August, I noticed my readership going down because I had just finished a big writing project and I was moving on to other stuff/trying to figure out what my next big thing was gonna be. I have always always written for myself but ngl, getting lots of consistent engagement and then suddenly not as much anymore made me wonder if I was doing something wrong, if the quality of my works were going down. I vented to a group of friends (including you lmao sorry Juliet) about it and they were like "chill it's the beginning of the semester and people are getting rly busy it's ok" and I was like "yeah makes sense" but nope, I had just plateaued and was dropping off a little for a couple months.

Around the same time, I posted about reaching some sort of milestone and got an anon (maybe well intentioned but it seemed kinda backhanded) that basically said "oh if you ACTUALLY have that many reads that makes you the most popular writer in the cotl fandom. I'm gonna place u above everyone else due to this metric I just kinda invented." And once I noticed my readership had stopped growing and just kinda leveled off/dropped a little bit it made me anxious. Sadly, "keeping others interested" with my writing wasn't really a concern of mine until this started bothering me

I did know that recognition was not the same thing as talent but silly perfectionist brain thought "oough you're the exception btw. you're just not interesting anymore and therefore you're probably not as good anymore lol"

Anyway. October rolls around. I start getting some asks comparing my writing to bamsara's, starting with them mentioning little details that sound very similar but realistically are coincidences because sometimes multiple writers see a theme/motif and we all start chewing it. Anyway, it's obvious that anon is just trying to start shit. Maybe they saw how I'd been kinda beating myself up abt my writing for a little while and tried to make me jealous of them. I don't know. It's probably not worth trying to understand tbh. I just delete the asks. I keep anons on just in case there's a genuine concern.

at this point I'm gonna interrupt to say EVERYTHING TURNS OUT OK I PROMISE and I'm not tagging you in case it's a sore spot but Sara if you're reading this I'm literally so sorry that me learning the lesson I got out of this involved you getting these nasty messages too.

Bam posts something kinda vague about how they get compared to some writers they've never read before. I hope this is a coincidence but alarm bells are going off and I keep this to myself.

Anon keeps doing this every once in a while for a few weeks; at first it looks like anon is accusing bamsara of copying me (???? like i said, we're just exploiting similar themes) and then it starts turning into basically "they're doing everything you're doing but better." Bam obviously hadn't done anything wrong, so I keep supporting them as I do the other writers in the fandom. Eventually the anon gets kinda pissy that I'm not envious or trying to tear someone else down or whatever. I've kept this mostly to myself and they don't like that.

So when they send an ask in mid-November and this had been going on for a few weeks I finally answer an ask to tell them to shut the hell up (gracefully) and then I forget about it and go to sleep. Wake up the next morning and uhhh. See Bam feels like shit because they got a really scathing message. Comments say it happened during a stream and I check it to see if it's the same anon and it is. Fuck on a stick. I literally burn myself out with anger over the next two days until I donate to their kofi as a peace agreement. They reach out and apologize for something they didn't do and it takes me until now to realize that literally nothing I have worried about over the past few months matters at all.

Anyway. It all turns out fine because we become mutuals and hype each other up. Kicker is, whoever it was forgot to turn off anon in Bam's askbox so we got to block them and I'm pretty sure they deactivated too lmao. I reached out to a bunch of writer friends and checked in with them to violently spread positivity and I've been trying to violently spread positivity as much ever since. Yay. Happy ending but sucks that this had to happen for me to crush my anxiety. Bam and I are buddies now and I've also befriended many more writers since, too. cotl writers we are unionizing.

#hannah's rambles #Well.

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theidiotwhowritesthings · 2 years ago

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Heyyy, it might be a random message but I just wanted to let you know that I reallyyy love your work and your writing style!!

I don't remember when, but I believe I discovered you when reading a Steve Rogers fanfic and you have NOOOO IDEAAAA how ENAMOURED I am with all of your Din Djarin works, I CANT😭🥰 I love all of them and you got me kicking my feet and blushing when reading them 🥺🥺🥺 Got me falling even more in love with tin man 🫶🏼

So long story short, I really appreciate you sharing your work and writing such beautiful stories, I love reading them and I looking forward to everything you plan on doing in the future!!

(also you seem like a really cool & kind person:))❤️

GIVE ME ALL THE RANDOM MESSAGES. I love getting to talk to y'all in any shape or form🥰 Just like in my writing style where I never know when to shut up, my ass loves to chat (and the flattery is just filling my little heart with so much love omgg you're too kind i love you so much).

This might sound mildly stalker-ish and insane, but I remember you??? Like, my dude, you're legit first on my tag list. You liked me back when I was just a random unknown whore for Din Djarin and the Avengers so we're obviously besties now 💁🏻‍♀️✨

My favorite part of writing is getting to share it with people. Partly b/c I need the attention or I'll die BUT MOSTLY B/C IT'S JUST SO MUCH FUN TO MEET PEOPLE. Writing has always always always been my go to hobby/passion and it's why I'm working so hard to try and make it a more full time profession on the side (not an easy feat I know, I know). But I cannot stress how many incredible people I've gotten to know while writing.

I'm gonna get sappy now (warning), but I started writing when I was in the seventh grade and super bummed with my life and it was the people I got to meet while writing who helped me grow into who I am today. And, just to show my age, the first website I started writing on was fucking Quizilla. Does anybody else remember that hellsite??? I think we could start a support therapy group for every person who survived their Quizilla era lolol (for those who don't know what Quizilla is just imagine Wattpad on crack cocaine that's the best description I have for it)

Okay, I got off on a tangent (b/c again I never know when to shut up) but thank you so much for all the love, my friend🥰

#asks #feel free to ask me about anything!!#this reminds me #i need to post like a numbered question thing and have y'all pick the questions you wanna ask me about myself #i always planned on doing that just so you guys could picture more than some gremlin hiding behind a laptop #anybody interested in that?#i'll put it on my to-do list

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imptwins · 2 years ago

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Whoah, people are pushing ultra-restrictive policy that has precisely zero empirical evidence of helping anyone, at all, ever, under the guise of 'protecting the children,' which inevitably gets co-opted by people who just generally have a hard-on for surveillance, authoritarianism, and puritanism? Where have I heard that one before? Look, I'm not trying to twist the meaning of this, it's way bigger than the 'problematic fiction' argument. But currently that's my niche, so I'm gonna speak to it from that lens. If you think this is a massive simplification that is enormously unimportant compared to the big picture: yes. Correct. If it ain't relevant to you then just move on. Censorship sucks. It's not the right way to deal with basically anything; the only kind of media that should be outright banned is media that *directly* involves harm to real people, and even *that* is a minefield of overlapping legislative needs that can be exploited by these kind of people. Basically: total bans need to be treated as an absolute last resort reserved only for material that *directly* harms people, and they require a mind-boggling degree of refinement to make them as close to unexploitable as possible. And, beyond that, the response is *community* effort. Hateful media shouldn't be banned, the endgame is a society that is well informed enough to know what sucks and so there's no demand for it. Ever-irrelevant bigots fading further and further into the background as more and more people learn real and genuine compassion and empathy. You shouldn't need to ban swastikas; what you need to do is create a community that knows why they shouldn't be using them. I know y'all think you're on the right side of history. And I get it: humanity has a long-ingrained habit of exploitation and abuse. Things like rape, child abuse, dehumanization, and war stain human history for as long as it's been documented. Billions before us have tried to hack away at our instincts around this stuff and, tragically, billions more probably will before we fix it, if we ever even do. It would require enormous changes to the way we think and act. I understand becoming so incensed about the issue that you start getting desperate for black-and-white answers, a nice simple 'if we remove anything that depicts it, that'll stop people from wanting to do it'. I've straight up been there. But at the end of the day? This is what your efforts will amount to. It doesn't matter how good your intentions are, and it doesn't matter if you think 'we're not like those OTHER people who are driven by [motivation], we just want to actually get rid of [bad thing]!' Because among every group, whether it's conservative-religious or whatever you want to call this more modern queer-tinged twist on it, the end result will be the same. Oppressive, invasive surveillance legislation. And even if you don't support this; you feed it. Politicians do this because they know they have barely enough support to ram it through. And most of that support is corporations. The support of weird queer puritans played a huge part when tumblr first did this; a lot of people mistakenly cheered for it, then were outraged when things they deemed as okay got banned too. The decision of what is "indecent" should never be left up to corporations, or organizations, or legislation. The only person who can decide what is too much for your eyes is you, and the only method of banning things should be through your own damn blacklist. "Bad people who like bad thing like this thing" will never be a good metric, because if you ban everything else they'll just be getting off to goddamn clothes magazines. Seriously, I wish every anti would take a good, long look at legislation like this, and see their reflection in it, see the way that their exact sentiments are echoed. Y'all empower this junk whether you want to or not. I'm begging you to grow up and look at where your own damn feet are leading you.

URGENT: 🚨🚨EARN IT ACT IS BACK IN THE SENATE 🚨🚨 TUMBLR’S NSFW BAN HITTING THE ENTIRE INTERNET THIS SUMMER 2023

April 28, 2023

I’m so sorry for the long post but please please please pay attention and spread this

What is the EARN IT Act?

The EARN IT Act (s. 1207) has been roundly condemned by nearly every major LGBTQ+ advocacy and human rights organization in the country.

This is the third time the Senate has been trying to force this through, and I talked about it last year. It is a bill that claims "protects children and victims against CSAM" by creating an unelected and politically appointed national commission of law enforcement specialists to dictate "best practices" that websites all across the nation will be forced to follow. (Keep in mind, most websites in the world are created in the US, so this has global ramifications). These "best practices" would include killing encryption so that any law enforcement can scan and see every single message, dm, photo, cloud storage, data, and any website you have every so much as glanced at. Contrary to popular belief, no they actually can't already do that. These "best practices" also create new laws for "removing CSAM" online, leading to mass censorship of non-CSAM content like what happened to tumblr. Keep in mind that groups like NCOSE, an anti-LGBT hate group, will be allowed on this commission. If websites don't follow these best practices, they lose their Section 230 protections, leading to mass censorship either way.

Section 230 is foundational to modern online communications. It's the entire reason social media exists. It grants legal protection to users and websites, and says that websites aren't responsible for what users upload online unless it's criminal. Without Section 230, websites are at the mercy of whatever bullshit regulatory laws any and every US state passes. Imagine if Texas and Florida were allowed to say what you can and can't publish and access online. That is what will happen if EARN IT passes. (For context, Trump wanted to get rid of Section 230 because he knew it would lead to mass govt surveillance and censorship of minorities online.)

This is really not a drill. Anyone who makes or consume anything “adult” and LGBT online has to be prepared to fight Sen. Blumenthal’s EARN IT Act, brought back from the grave by a bipartisan consensus to destroy Section 230. If this bill passes, we’re going to see most, if not all, adult content and accounts removed from mainstream platforms. This will include anything related to LGBT content, including SFW fanfiction, for example. Youtube, Twitter, Reddit, Tiktok, Tumblr, all of them will be completely gutted of anything related to LGBT content, abortion healthcare, resources for victims of any type of abuse, etc. It is a right-wing fascists wet dream, which is why NCOSE is behind this bill and why another name for this bill is named in reference to NCOSE.

NCOSE used to be named Morality in Media, and has rebranded into an "anti-trafficking" organization. They are a hate group that has made millions off of being "against trafficking" while helping almost no victims and pushing for homophobic laws globally. They have successfully pushing the idea that any form of sexual expression, including talking about HEALTH, leads to sex trafficking. That's how SESTA passed. Their goal is to eliminate all sex, anything gay, and everything that goes against their idea of ‘God’ from the internet and hyper disney-fy and sanitize it. This is a highly coordinated attack on multiple fronts.

The EARN IT Act will lead to mass online censorship and surveillance. Platforms will be forced to scan their users’ communications and censor all sex-related content, including sex education, literally anything lgbt, transgender or non-binary education and support systems, aything related to abortion, and sex worker communication according to the ACLU. All this in the name of “protecting kids” and “fighting CSAM”, both of which the bill does nothing of the sort. In fact it makes fighting CSEM even harder.

EARN IT will open the way for politicians to define the category of “pornography" as they — or the lobbies that fund them — please. The same way that right-wing groups have successfully banned books about race and LGBT, are banning trans people from existing, all under the guise of protecting children from "grooming and exploitation", is how they will successfully censor the internet.

As long as state legislatures can tie in "fighting CSAM" to their bullshit laws, they can use EARN IT to censor and surveill whatever they want.

This is already a nightmare enough. But the bill also DESTROYS ENCRYPTION, you know, the thing protecting literally anyone or any govt entity from going into your private messages and emails and anything on your devices and spying on you.

This bill is going to finish what FOSTA/SESTA started. And that should terrify you.

Senator Blumenthal (Same guy who said ‘Facebook should ban finsta’) pushed this bill all of 2020, literally every activist (There were more than half a million signatures on this site opposing this act!) pushed hard to stop this bill. Now he brings it back, doesn’t show the text of the bill until hours later, and it’s WORSE. Instead of fixing literally anything in the bill that might actually protect kids online, Bluemnthal is hoping to fast track this and shove it through, hoping to get little media attention other than propaganda of “protecting kids” to support this shitty legislation that will harm kids. Blumental doesn't care about protecting anyone, and only wants his name in headlines.

It will make CSAM much much worse.

One of the many reasons this bill is so dangerous: It totally misunderstands how Section 230 works, and in doing so (as with FOSTA) it is likely to make the very real problem of CSAM worse, not better. Section 230 gives companies the flexibility to try different approaches to dealing with various content moderation challenges. It allows for greater and greater experimentation and adjustments as they learn what works – without fear of liability for any “failure.” Removing Section 230 protections does the opposite. It says if you do anything, you may face crippling legal liability. This actually makes companies less willing to do anything that involves trying to seek out, take down, and report CSAM because of the greatly increased liability that comes with admitting that there is CSAM on your platform to search for and deal with. This liability would allow anyone for any reason to sue any platform they want, suing smaller ones out of existence. Look at what is happening right now with book bans across the nation with far right groups. This is going to happen to the internet if this bill passes.

(Remember, the state department released a report in December 2021 recommending that the government crack down on “obscenity” as hard the Reagan Administration did. If this bill passes, it could easily go way beyond shit red states are currently trying. It is a goldmine for the fascist right that is currently in the middle of banning every book that talks about race and sexuality across the US.)

The reason these bills keep showing up is because there is this false lie spread by organizations like NCOSE that platforms do nothing about CSEM online. However, platforms are already liable for child sexual exploitation under federal law. Tech companies sent more than 45 million+ instances of CSAM to the DOJ in 2019 alone, most of which they declined to investigate. This shows that platforms are actually doing everything in their power already to stop CSEM by following already existing laws. The Earn It Act includes zero resources for proven investigation or prevention programs. If Senator Bluementhal actually cared about protecting youth, why wouldn’t he include anything to actually protect them in his shitty horrible bill? EARN IT is actually likely to make prosecuting child molesters more difficult since evidence collected this way likely violates the Fourth Amendment and would be inadmissible in court.

I don’t know why so many Senators are eager to cosponsor the “make child pornography worse” bill, but here we are.

HOW TO FIGHT BACK

EARN IT Act was introduced just two weeks ago and is already being fast-tracked. It will be marked up the week of May 1st and head to the Senate floor immediately after. If there is no loud and consistent opposition, it will be law by JUNE! Most bills never go to markup, so this means they are putting pressure to move this through. There are already 20 co-sponsors, a fifth of the entire Senate. This is an uphill battle and it is very much all hands on deck.

CALL YOUR REPRESENTATIVES.

This website takes you to your Senator / House members contact info. EMAIL, MESSAGE, SEND LETTERS, CALL CALL CALL CALL CALL. Calling is the BEST way to get a message through. Get your family and friends to send calls too. This is literally the end of free speech online.

(202) 224-3121 connects you to the congressional hotline. Here is a call script if you don't know what to say. Call them every day. Even on the weekends, leaving voicemails are fine.

2. Sign these petitions!

Link to Petition 1

Link to Petition 2

3. SPREAD THE WORD ONLINE

If you have any social media, spread this online. One of the best ways we fought back against this last year was MASSIVE spread online. Tiktok, reddit, twitter, discord, whatever means you have at least mention it. We could see most social media die out by this fall if we don't fight back.

Here is a linktree with more information on this bill including a masterpost of articles, the links to petitions, and the call script.

DISCORD LINK IF YOU WANT TO HELP FIGHT IT

TLDR: The EARN IT Act will lead to online censorship of any and all adult & lgbt content across the entire internet, open the floodgates to mass surveillance the likes which we haven’t seen before, lead to much more CSEM being distributed online, and destroy encryption. Call 202-224-3121 to connect to your house and senate representative and tell them to VOTE NO on this bill that does not protect anyone and harms everyone.

#profic #proship #antiship #censorship

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staticespace · 5 months ago

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"If I don't vote for Kamala, what do we do about Trump?"

"Just assassinate him successfully then! No need to vote for her if he's dead!"

Excuse my French, but some of y'all are putain d'insupportable.

Okay, cool. You killed Trump.

The problem doesn't stop there.

Because now, you have a large group of people with both money and power in the United States who supported him who will turn around and blame every minority group ever for violence in the country and decide to vigilante their justice the same way an assassination would.

Trump isn't the whole fucking problem.

He's only a part of it.

The whole problem is that this country has been spirally into fascism for many years, bit by bit, chipping away at the seams since even before Obama became president. And after we got a Black president, well, the racists and white nationalists ramped it up, pushing propaganda, psyops, putting "their boys" in higher positions like they already were.

Trump is at the forefront because of how he stacked the Supreme Court, and he's the one white Christian nationalists want to rally behind because he successfully put people in place to reduce rights for anyone with a uterus and increase them for corporations (remember the Chevron case and how the current SCOTUS overruled it).

This is so far beyond Trump.

He's just been the most successful so far.

Killing him won't end it. He's not some big bad villain who contains all the evil.

If anything, his murder would embolden the forces behind him into action, just like it did on January 6th, 2021. He is already more popular now than days before because the assassination failed (and no, it's not some conspiracy, please shut up).

Y'all hardcore getting on my fucking nerves, cause I know at least some of this is because people don't want to vote for someone who doesn't exactly fit everything they want in the world.

You're never, ever, going to get that person unless you run for office yourself.

I could go down the whole spiel of parasocial expectations and human nature, but I'm not. I'm really not in the mood for it.

It fucking sucks that we have to vote between several evils and that third parties are substantially less popular than the major parties, unlike in other countries where they do have two main parties but the other parties are also important and often get elected in high positions.

But that's not gonna change suddenly. We're not gonna suddenly get that in time for the election. Trump's current presidential legacy follows over 50 years of systemic effort (like, I'm talking back beyond Reaganomics).

Some other efforts have also been systemic, like the right to homosexual marriage! And that was a good systemic effort! But gay marriage didn't become legal overnight! And voting for third parties or getting the Perfect Candidate also won't happen overnight!

And now, at the Nth Hour, is this really the time you want to take a stance in neutrality by not voting, hoping someone will kill Trump, and not paying attention to the millions behind him?

So fuckin unserious.

I'm not telling anyone who to vote for. That's not my prerogative here.

But, I am saying, if you don't want Trump or what he represents, stop hoping for the perfect storybook savior and work with what you have.

Merde.

#us election 2024 #static speaks #discussion #vote please

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bonkbong · 1 year ago

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Just Dance

"Besties, can y'all hurry up? We already two hours late!"

Yuna and Ivin immediately came down the stairs sharing a bag of chips and giggling about something on Yuna's phone.

Gay.

"Where is your sister and Sana?" I blinked, ignoring the incoming messages from Nayeon wondering where we were.

"Sana is curling her hair and Aloni doing her edges, for once," Ivin mumbled.

"Hurry up, bitches!" I yelled up the stairs.

"Whose car are we taking?" Yuna asked.

"Aloni's," I answered, grabbing the keys from the kitchen counter and tossing them to her. "Go there and start the car. And make sure to turn the heat on cause it's cold as fuck outside," I rolled my eyes.

"C'mon," Ivin nodded, heading out the door.

I jogged back upstairs while answering the incoming FaceTime call from Nayeon as I peeked inside the bathroom Sana and Aloni were in.

"Mama, I know, we're late as fuck"

"Yes! Where the hell are you guys? Everyone is asking about you"

"Girl...now be forreal. Ain't nobody asking about us"

"Uh-huh! Mingi and Jackson keep asking about Aloni, Moon is wondering about Sana, and I've had about three people wonder where you are. Not to mention, I need help keeping everything in line cause just about everyone in here is drunk!"

"Girl, I'm trying to rush them but-"

"We're done!" Sana clapped, smiling at me.

"You've been getting ready since six...," I told her.

"What's wrong with that?" she frowned.

"It's eleven!"

"We're coming now. Literally walking out of the door," Aloni told Nayeon, ushering me and Sana down the stairs.

"I better see you in the next twenty minutes"

"You will!" Sana assured her.

"Does everybody have everything cause I'm not turning around," Aloni announced, turning off the rest of the lights in the house.

"Yes, girl. We got everything," I nodded.

"Let's roll and party then," she mumbled as we left the house.

The ride there took about fifteen minutes and then some, considering the dispensary run Ivin needed to get her some more weed, but we made it there safely and without a problem. It was freezing as we walked down the block to the only lively house on the block, Aloni suffering and complaining the most since she wanted to dress like it was the summer knowing it was dead in the middle of December.

"It's so fucking cold, oh my God," she cried, teeth clattering and arms rubbing her arms.

"That's what you get for dressing like a slut," Ivin laughed.

"Right like whose pants are you trying to get into tonight?" Yuna asked.

"Mingi," me and Aloni answered at the same time.

"I support!" Sana happily clapped.

"And then we're gonna get Donavon some dick," Aloni confidently spoke making me frown at the outrageous comment.

I don't know what that girl is talking about.

"Don't group me in your bullshit," I told her, stepping over somebody passed out in the walkway of the house. "I'm not looking for any of that tonight. I'm just here to have a good time with my friends on a Friday night," I shrugged.

"Well, at least get a luh drunk and high," Ivin encouraged while taking a hit from her Breeze.

"Oh girl, the drinks will be drunk tonight," I nodded.

Everyone rang out in 'periods' as we climbed the stairs and entered the house, my eyes widening at the number of people packed into this goddamn house.

It was only two stories. And it was huge but still.

I'm sure it was enough people here to fit in one of them nice ass houses in Indian Village or something.

"YOU'RE HERE!"

We all turned at the voice while Ivin closed the door behind us, Jihyo making her way through the sea of bodies and drunk as all outdoors.

Baby was glowing.

"Everyone else is in the kitchen," she giggled while giving out hugs.

"How many drinks have you had?" Sana asked.

"I lost count after me and Jackson finished a whole bottle of Hennessy together," she waved off.

"Mhm," Aloni nodded, gathering us and pushing us further into the house. "Just remember to wrap it up and check for any phones. Don't want a repeat of last time!" she yelled.

"Oh my God," Ivin gasped.

"Why would you say that?" I laughed, shocked.

"Just trying to help my girl out," she shrugged.

Expertly, she maneuvered us through the crowd and safely into the kitchen that held all of our friends who decided to come out and party tonight.

Thank God.

Was tired of looking at them randoms.

"Look who finally fucking made it!" Jungkook smiled, also drunk as hell with a red solo cup raised high in the air as he removed his arm from around BamBam.

"About time," Moon scoffed.

"The hell took y'all so long?" Jooheon asked, looking between all of us.

"These bitches," Ivin said while pointing at Aloni and Sana.

"Y'all look cute!" Yeji complimented, eyes lingering on them a little too long.

I always knew she was gay.

"Fine as fuck!" Dahyun smiled.

"Thank you," Sana giggled.

"Fuck that, where the drinks at?" Ivin asked, pushing her way through. "I am not trying to remember this night tomorrow and y'all bullshitting," she rolled her eyes.

"What are y'all drinking?" Aloni asked, surveying the counter full of alcohol.

"Everything," Jungkook answered. "But...y'all gotta start with two shots of Henny and two shots of the Casa. Just for a lil warm-up," he shrugged, smirking.

"I'm not drinking," Yuna shook her head.

"Girl, you not even supposed to be here. Hell nah you're not drinking," I told her.

"Shid, I am," Ivin laughed, grabbing a cup.

"C'mon, you're drinking too," Aloni smiled, nudging my shoulder as she went over to the counter.

I followed behind her and grabbed a cup as Jackson eagerly stood there with both bottles in his hands, my stomach turning at the thought of mixing my lights and darks.

But, I couldn't be a pussy.

If everyone else was doing it then so am I.

Period.

"Have y'all smoked too?" Aloni asked as Jackson poured her up.

"Uh, not yet. We can after y'all drink up," Vernon shrugged.

"Bet that up," Ivin nodded.

Together, the four of us downed our shots with no problem and then took another as one large group before starting to disperse from the kitchen.

"Are you smoking with us?" Aloni asked me as they all prepared to go outside.

"Uh...I'll go out there with y'all. I'm not smoking," I shook my head.

"That's fine. Come on"

She grabbed my hand as we transitioned from the kitchen to the backyard which was less stuffy than the house but also seemed to hold a good amount of people to the point it was starting to become packed.

But, I ignored the strangers and focused on my friends as they circled through two blunts, everyone's sobriety leaving the minute the first one had been smoked up.

"High as fuck and horny as hell," Aloni slurred, stumbling over to me.

"Be so forreal," I rolled my eyes.

"I am. I ain't seen Mingi all night and like girl...where you at? I'm tryna get pregnant," she mumbled, scrolling on her phone.

Before I could even respond to that bullshit, Hotel Room Service but Pitbull started to blare from inside the house and everyone outside screamed out of pure excitement before running inside to get to the dance floor.

Me included.

Unfortunately.

"Why you so stiff?!" Ryujin frowned.

"Could you not?" I blinked.

"Loosen up a bit, mama. Shake them hips!" Jihyo encouraged.

"We at the hotel, motel, holiday inn!"

Taking Jihyo's advice, I loosened up a bit and swayed to the beat while dancing with Aloni who was having the time of her drunken life.

"Forget about your boyfriend and meet me at the hotel room!" she sang along.

"You can bring your girlfriend and meet me at the hotel room," I smiled, white girl dancing with her and a few others.

It was fun.

Until I felt a foreign grip on my waist that was completely unwanted.

"Who the-SAN?!"

He offered me a small smile while his hands remained on my waist, fingers lightly tracing shapes on my skin.

"Don't let me stop you," he spoke, a glazed-over look in his eyes as he looked at me.

"Are you drunk?" I asked, suddenly struggling to swallow.

"A lil buzzed. Not drunk. I'm pretty sober compared to half of the people in here," he laughed, eyeing the surrounding dancing bodies. "You here by yourself?" he frowned, focusing on me.

And I wish he wouldn't.

I wish he would leave me alone and go about his business doing whatever San does.

"No, I'm here with my cousins and Yuna and Sana," I forcefully answered, trying to be nice.

"I'll have to say hi," he smiled.

"Well, Aloni is right there so, go ahead," I stepped aside, gesturing to her as she danced carelessly.

"I'll be right back"

He made his way over to Aloni and immediately struck up a conversation, my mood souring as I watched them interact.

I know she said whatever they had was short-lived and pretty much over now that she's devoted to Mingi and him only but, I couldn't help but to hold a tiny grudge. Even if I was devoted to Mark.

He'll always be number one.

But, it was something that deeply bothered me seeing my cousin and my ex, whom she started to sleep with, carrying on as friends while I stood here not even wanting to talk to him. Did I expect her to do the same? Was I jealous? But, why would I be?

I have Mark. And I'm happy with him.

Right?...

"You alright?"

I looked away from the conversing pair to see Jun weirdly staring at me as he waited for an answer.

As if San wasn't enough.

"I think I just need another drink or two," I lied.

"Well, I was heading to the kitchen so...if you wanna tag along...," he shrugged.

"Sure," I smiled.

Together, we left the crowded "dance floor" and re-entered the kitchen that was now a complete ghost town. We didn't exchange too many words. But, it wasn't awkward. It was more comfortable than anything. He poured us both a double shot of Pink Whitney, we silently cheered, gulped down the liquid together, and then went about our night.

He left and I stayed to pour another shot.

And after discarding my cup after the refill in alcohol, I felt recharged. Drunkenly recharged.

It was great.

"The hell did you go?" Aloni frowned as I stepped back onto the dance floor.

"Grab another shot!" I yelled over the Lady Gaga song blaring.

"You okay?" she asked.

"I'm fine!" I assured, throwing a quick thumbs up.

"If you need anything let me-"

A tall giant by the name of Mingi emerged from the depths of Hell and threw himself all over my cousin, my mind only imagining what he was whispering to her before they both left the floor with all smiles and a pep in their step.

Well...

Let us pray for no pregnancy tests tonight.

"Wish that was you, huh?"

"Get out of my ear, Jungkook," I shoved him off of me.

"You need to have some fun," he shrugged, sipping from his cup. "You been acting like a buzz kill all night and why? Somebody pissed you off?" he asked.

"Nobody pissed me off. I'm just vibing," I defended.

"Your face says it all, bro...," he blinked, his stare blank as he looked at me.

"Oh my God...," I groaned, growing annoyed as he just kept bothering me.

"You better thank God 'cause here comes San. I'll leave you two alone," he smirked before disappearing into the crowd.

The torture never stops.

But before I could turn around to send Mr. Choi on his way, Agora Hills started to blast through the surround sound system and I don't know if it was the alcohol in my system, the dark blue lighting that illuminated the room, the second-hand smoke from outside, or a mixture of everything but, it had me ready to dance.

With anybody.

"Sorry about-"

"You wanna dance?" I immediately asked him.

His eyes went wide for a bit before returning to their normal state as a small smile tugged at his lips while he nodded.

"Yeah"

I grabbed his hand and led him to a more open space on the dance floor and immediately stationed him behind me as I started to sway to the song, lost in the alcohol pumping through my system.

So...9:30?...I'll see you there. No, you hang up...you hang up

His hands softly gripped my hips through my jeans, his hips matching the slower pace of the song as he ground into me. And I hate to say it but...

I was enjoying it.

A little too much.

My hands found his wrists as I slowly started to bend over and be more purposeful in the way I was moving. If I was going to enjoy this then why not go all out? You know?

His nails started to dig into me since I could only assume he was holding himself back from doing anything considering we were in a public space and, again, I don't know if it was the alcohol or the song but I wanted to see just how far he would hold out. So, without thinking, I turned around to face him just to see how badly he was fighting.

You can hit while they watch, boy

We locked eyes as my arms wrapped around his neck to pull him closer.

"I thought you were with Mark," he smirked.

"I am," I nodded.

"Then why aren't you dancing with him? Why are you with me?" he raised an eyebrow, the cockiest expression on his face.

It made me mad.

And oddly turned me on.

"We're just dancing, Choi. Don't get too confident," I rolled my eyes.

"I know you, Donavon. I had you first. I know when you want me to fuck your brains out," he confidently spoke, turning me back around.

"And I can tell you want me just as bad as I want you right now"

Rub it in their face, put a rock on her hand

His right hand snaked from my waist to my neck, fingers adding just the slightest bit of pressure as his mouth latched onto my skin from the left and teeth began to carefully breach my skin in the best way possible.

This was wrong.

I'm with Mark.

But it felt so damn right.

"He could never replace me," he mumbled against my skin, purposely biting down hard enough to drag a sound out of me.

"He did," I swallowed thickly.

"If he did...you wouldn't be here," he smiled, kissing the shell of my ear.

My stomach swirled out of a plethora of emotions as a smile made its way onto my face out of my own will, my left hand intertwining with his.

He continued to abuse my neck to his heart's content as the song continued and then ended, some rap song now blaring that shifted the mood immediately.

"Donavon!"

I jumped away from San as we both turned behind us.

All the color drained from my face.

"M-Mark...hey," I awkwardly smiled.

"I've been calling you all night. What were you doing?" he frowned.

And as if the night couldn't have been worse, the lights turned from dark blue to a frenzy of bright colors that, no doubt, highlighted the hickeys on my neck.

But that was only judging from the veins popping out of Mark's neck along with his jaw that was clenched so tight his jawline was the sharpest I've ever seen it.

"Me and you. Outside. Now," he snarled.

"Oka-"

"He doesn't have to go anywhere," San interjected while holding me stationary.

"I'm not talking to you. You shouldn't even be anywhere near him," Mark rolled his eyes, patience wearing thin incredibly fast.

"He asked to dance with me so, now what?" San smirked.

My eyes widened just as Mark's eyes fell on me.

If only the ground could just swallow me alive right now.

"Is he lying?" he asked me, tongue poking his cheek.

God, he looked so fine right now but I'm in trouble so I can't but good lord.

He was so smart to go blonde.

"Answer the question, Donavon," he blinked.

"I did ask him to dance, yes," I nodded, voice shaking just a tad.

"Why?"

I don't know.

"It was the song, I swear. I don't have any feelings towards him, Mark," I assured him.

"Could've fucking fooled me," he spat.

"Dude, it's okay. You stole him from me and I just returned the favor. It's alright," San nodded, not helping in the fucking slightest.

"Please shut up," I begged him.

He just laughed as the song changed yet again, the lights lowering to a dark purple.

I didn't recognize what was playing.

But it sounded slutty.

"Come on, Donavon," Mark said, hand held out for me to grab.

"Let's dance"

San audibly growled from next to me but I ignored his tantrum and took Mark on his offer.

He led me away, but not without sending a certain look San's way, before we were placed closer to the front door and far away from Mr. Choi. There weren't any words exchanged. He simply placed me in front of him as he took the lead and swayed us to the beat, hands clutching my wrists as he brought my hands above my head.

"How could let him taint you like this?" he suddenly asked, voice low and calm as he whispered in my ear.

"I was caught up in the moment. It didn't mean anything," I shook my head.

"But it means something to me," he emphasized. "You're my boyfriend. Not his. You shouldn't have been anywhere near him. You know how I feel about him. And you just disrespected our relationship and for what? An ex that cheated on you?"

I felt horrible.

Truly, I did.

I wasn't gonna sleep with him. I had enough sense intact not to do that and go that far. But, even dancing with him was something I shouldn't have done. Mark was right. I was with him. Not San.

And I completely walked all over that.

"I understand if you want to break up or take a break. I'm really sorry," I told him, my body now turned to face him so I could look him in the eye. "I don't have anything left for him, Mark. We're done. We've been done the minute he cheated on me. I just...I let the alcohol do all the talking for me. And I know that's not an excuse but, honestly. I...I felt a lot seeing him again," I confessed.

"You still have feelings for him, Donavon," he concluded, face stale and eyes blank.

"No, I-"

"And it's okay. Yall were whatever yall were for quite a long time. Well before I was in the picture. Just don't string me along and tell me you're focused on me but you're letting your ex give you hickeys because you're drunk," he cut me off, air-quoting once he got to drunk.

"Cousin!"

With a heavy sigh, I turned around to see Aloni frolicking over to me with a smile on her face and looking completely different than when we walked in.

She was tore up.

"Girl, what the fuck happened to you?" I frowned, confused and intrigued.

Clearly her night was going better than mine.

"I got double-teamed," she grinned.

"By who?" my jaw dropped.

Just then, Mingi and Jackson came down the stairs side by side with smiles on their faces as they dapped each other up.

"You didn't...," I gasped.

"I did," she nodded, proud of her little endeavor.

Jackson then disappeared into the crowd heading towards the kitchen while Mingi walked over and gave her a back hug.

"You're coming back to my place, right?" he asked.

"Yeah," she nodded, looking up at him.

"Good"

He smirked while pushing some of her hair out of her face.

"Yunho wants in on the fun too"

A devious grin spread across her face as I watched the entire interaction with my jaw on the ground.

"Can we smoke beforehand? I like him a lot when he's high," she told him, eyes turning ten times darker just talking about it.

What kind of shit?...

"Anything for you," he winked.

And then, with a quick kiss goodbye, he was on his way and disappeared into the sea of people.

"I love him so much," she giggled, focusing on me again.

"You two are freaky. As fuck. You should be ashamed," I teased, shaking my head.

"I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say Mark hasn't dicked you down yet," she assumed while looking me up and down.

And then my sour mood returned.

"I don't even wanna talk about it," I mumbled.

"What happened? Where is he?" she frowned.

I turned around to find him gone and looked around in the vicinity to see if he had lingered away but after confidently determining he had disappeared from the room entirely, I turned back to her with a heavy sigh and the sudden urge to cry.

"I fucked up. Bad"

"Fuck did you do?" she asked, adjusting her top and showing off the dark hickeys all over her brown skin.

"I danced with San," I confessed.

Her eyes went wide.

"You...Donavon...," she gasped. "Why? How? When did you even see him for that to even have transpired? 'Cause when he stopped talking to me he was looking for you," she frowned.

"He ran into me before you," I rolled my eyes. "I was actually the one to point him in your direction. Then I ended up taking a shot with Jun because I got jealous seeing yall talk. Then I came back and everything started to settle in my system. And, of course, Agora Hills came on and so I asked him to dance with me," I recalled.

"You got-nevermind that. What happened when yall danced?" she asked.

"He gave me these hickeys and was just talking shit. Apparently, I had the bedroom eyes and I'm sure if we had danced anymore I probably would've ended up somewhere with him," I huffed, growing upset at the thought.

"Oh my God...," she shook her head. "So, after he gave you the hickeys, I'm assuming that's when Mark came and saw them and now he's pissed," she concluded.

"Very. He might not want anything to do with me after this," I nodded, chest growing hollow at the thought of breaking up with Mark.

But I couldn't ask him to tough it out if what I did really hurt his feelings.

I wouldn't forgive him if the roles were reversed.

So, I won't ask the same.

"Damn, cousin. You need to handle your liquor a little better. Not be so horny," she lectured, a disappointed look on her face. "But, let me work my magic and talk to him. Just don't do anything else stupid tonight. Please. I can't talk you out of two situations," she mumbled.

"You sure? I'm sure Mingi probably waiting on you somewhere in this house," I looked around.

The house was huge.

It's like a maze or something.

It was crazy.

"He's out in the back smoking with Vernon, Jackson, and Yunho. He'll be alright," she waved off.

"You trust all your niggas...whom you've had sex with...to smoke together at a party after two of them just had sex with you and the other is planning to...you're alright with that?" I frowned, making sure I wasn't crazy.

I wouldn't trust Mark and Mingyu in the same room.

Less alone Mark and Jun.

She was insane, truly.

"Donavon...when you acquire the pussy power that I possess...nothing really worries you," she said as smug and confident as ever. "Mingi is my boyfriend. Jackson was a potential until he had a corny period. Vernon was the friend with benefits. And Yunho is Mingi's homie that he's cool sharing me with. And what does all that have in common?" she hummed, a goofy smile on her face.

"Enlighten me," I groaned, tired of talking to her at this point.

I love her down.

But her situation with Mingi confuses me to the point I don't even try anymore.

Honestly.

"Me," she said while pointing to herself. "And what is the running theme between me and all of them? That I have good pussy that they can-"

"Alright!", I yelled while heading towards the door.

"Where you going?!" she yelled after me.

"I'm catching an Uber home. I don't wanna be here anymore!" I yelled over the conversation of the other guests in the area. "I'll leave the door unlocked for the other girls and will text Ivin to let her know I left and that you're not coming home!" I assured.

"Okay! Share your ride with me so I can make sure you get home!"

I just threw up a tired wave as I exited the house.

"Will do"

Saturday, 11:30 AM

"Oh, Donavon...that looks really bad..."

I rolled my eyes at Rosé's comment while propping my phone back up on my pillow.

"I know. I get sick every time I look at it"

The next morning came as fast as the night left and while I slept pretty well despite the amount of liquor in my system, I woke up this morning sicker than I've ever been.

And I knew it wasn't from the drinking. So, I decided to confide in my best friend.

I was going to call Aloni but remembered the eventful night she and Mingi had planned and I would rather not answer the phone to see her getting her back blown out...again.

Horrific times.

"And did he say he wanted to break up?" Rosé asked, refocusing my attention. "Or did you put the idea out there after he had talked about how bad you and San hurt him?"

"I put the idea out there," I sighed. "I could see in his face how bad the whole thing affected him and I know if it had been the other way around, I wouldn't have even wasted time talking to him. I would've left and never talked to him again."

"Right...so, what're you gonna do? Have you thought about calling him today?" her eyebrows crinkled.

I shook my head, "Aloni said that she would talk to him last night but I didn't hear from her outside of when she made sure I was home and alright. I was gonna call her first but...she and Mingi had plans that I didn't want to interrupt."

"I see," she hummed. "Maybe you should call her. To at least see where you're gonna go from there," she suggested.

"Yeah...I'll call you if anything happens," I mumbled.

"Okay. Love you!" she squeaked.

"Love you too."

I ended the FaceTime before immediately clicking on Aloni's contact from my most recent calls and patiently waited as it rang.

It took about six times but, thankfully, she answered on the seventh ring with low red eyes, a bonnet on her head, and a grin on her face.

"Hey," she dragged out, voice deeper than normal.

"Are you functional?" I blinked.

"Indeed. I'm just exhausted and was about to go to sleep," she nodded.

"About to go to-nevermind. Did you talk to Mark last night?" I asked, teeth nibbling on my bottom lip.

"I did," she straightened up.

A tiny sigh of relief escaped me.

"And he said he doesn't want to break up. Nor does he want to take a break. But...he is really distraught about the whole thing. He wanted to cry while just talking to me about it. And I get it. I do. I cussed San out for him but you need to reach out to him too. Assure him," she spoke.

"Should I do that today or-"

"Today," she interrupted, video shifting as it sounded like someone plopped in bed or something. "You don't need to let this linger. At all. He'll really break up with you then."

"Okay. Thank you," I kind of smiled. "I'll treat you to a Target splurge whenever you get home and if you can walk when you get here," I promised.

"Imma be honest...," she sucked her teeth.

But I stopped her before she could even begin.

"I do not need to hear it. Save it for Dahyun. I'm about to call Mark," I nodded.

"Okay. Good luck," she saluted.

I clicked on Mark's contact without a thought, because I probably would've backed out, and it rang all of two times before he answered.

There was nothing but darkness.

"Hello?"

I swallowed down my nerves while starting to pick at my nails.

"We need to talk..."

It was silent for a bit before the sound of shuffling filled my empty bedroom space.

"Talk"

I nibbled on my bottom lip.

"I'm sorry for what I did to you. It was wrong. And highly disrespectful. I understand your frustration with me all the way and you're completely valid. Though I never meant to hurt you. Really, I didn't. I let my own jealousy take over and then I had one too many drinks and then I did something stupid and Mark I am genuinely so sorry for hurting you like that. I love you so much. I would never want you to feel what you're feeling right now. Especially cause of me. That's what makes all of this really hard for me."

"He was nothing. He meant nothing. I just thought maybe if I had gotten the last dance with him I would silently prove to Aloni that he still wanted me which is stupid because she didn't even want him. At least, not the way I once had. She just wanted dick while she and Mingi were going through a super rough patch. And once Mingi came back into the picture, she forgot all about him. But there was something about seeing them talking and carrying about as friends that pushed my buttons. I felt in competition with her when I shouldn't."

"And I know it's stupid. He's not half the man that you are to me and I'm so grateful to have you. You treat me like no other. You're there for me like no other. The list can go on. I can write an entire ten-page essay on why you're the best match for me as compared to everything else. But you already know that. I was the one who forgot. And I swear it'll never happen again, Mark. I'm so sorry, baby. I really am."

Quickly, I leaned out of frame while desperately wiping my eyes before he could see me cry.

Not like he hadn't seen me cry before but...

Still.

It was a little embarrassing to be the one crying when I hurt his feelings.

"You don't have to hide your tears from me. I've seen you cry before"

"It's still embarrassing"

"Why?"

"Because I shouldn't be crying"

"Why not?"

"You didn't hurt me. I hurt you. If anybody should be crying, it should be you. It just seems a little selfish"

"That's a stupid take"

I rolled my eyes at his stubbornness.

"I'm not here to argue, Mark. I'm here to apologize for last night"

"And I accept your apology"

"But..."

"There is no but. LoLo didn't tell you?"

"She did. But...I'm sure you still want your space"

"Until those hickeys pass, yeah"

"That's fair"

"After that...we'll be okay. I appreciate you for reaching out and apologizing while you were much sober"

"Yeah...I love you"

"I love you too, sweetheart. I'll talk to you later"

"Okay"

Then he hung up.

And while I felt a weight lift off of me now that everything was over...

I still felt incredibly shitty.

"Welp...," I sighed, plugging my phone into the charger before closing my curtains and turning over to face the wall.

Nothing a quick nap won't fix.

But as soon as my eyes closed and I got super comfortable, my phone started to vibrate uncontrollably making me roll my eyes and toss the covers off of me.

This damn group chat.

"Jungkook, why are you calling?" Nayeon groaned, eyes closed as she looked into the camera.

"We literally don't ever call. It's over fifteen people in this damn chat," Ryujin grumbled.

"Just wanted to make sure everyone was alive and debrief the events of the party last night," he cheekily smiled, looking between those of us who did answer.

Which was just about everyone who went to the party.

Except maybe five or six people.

"We are fine, Jungkook," I blinked.

"That's not what I heard," he sang, smiling as he stared dead at me.

Oh God...

Here he go.

"What did you hear, Jungkook?" Jihyo rasped out, face not even in the camera.

"I heard there was drama and y'all know I love a little mess. Especially from this friend group. It's always something juicy and interesting," he dragged out.

"You woke up everybody for nonexistent drama?" Moon blankly stared into the camera.

"But there was! Jackson told me!" he defended.

"And who did Jackson hear it front?" Ryujin cocked an eyebrow.

"Aloni"

My soul left my body as I disappeared out of the camera and stared at nothing in particular in pure shock.

No way.

No fucking way she told Jackson of all people.

He can't keep shit to himself.

"Jackon, fight back," Nayeon grumbled.

No, Jackson.

Don't fight back.

"I don't even know what he's talking about. I barely even remember last night," Jackson said, eyes closed as he talked. "And if something did occur then I definitely don't remember anything being said to me."

"So, in conclusion, Jungkook's lying as he always does," I nodded.

"Bullshit!" he laughed. "You're talking a lot for a fella that-"

"What the fuck are y'all calling for?" Aloni thankfully interrupted. "We just saw each other last night. Can we not have a day to recover before debriefing? Something that bad happened?" she cleared her hoarse throat.

"Just Jungkook on bullshit," Jun waved off.

"Y'all can suck my dick. I know what the fuck I heard. One fucker made another fucker upset cause he danced with a fucker that was supposed to be in the past," he vaguely spoke, my skin burning hot.

"Who are you talking about?" Moon asked, growing visibly annoyed.

"The three of them!" he pointed.

"Who?!" Yeji yelled.

"Donavon, Mark, and San bitchass"

I dropped the phone entirely as my hands covered my eyes and I took a moment to sulk in embarrassment.

Just can't ever have a good day.

"Jungkook, why are you lying on my cousin's name?"

"Jackson fucking told me after you fucked him and Mingi!"

"Woah!"

"You did what?"

"Bro, we did not fuck"

"Jackson! Are you serious? You showed me the video!"

"Jackson, bro. You're so fucking sassy"

"Wait the fuck a minute now..."

"Now suddenly everybody wants to lie cause I'm airing all the shit out"

"Jungkook...this is something we could've done on Sunday. Plus, I really don't care who is fucking who. Do you know how many of us in this group chat have fucked each other and it's water under the bridge? Who cares? We're adults"

"But then yall find out I pissed on someone and it's a hot topic for months"

"Well...yeah..."

"You urinated on someone..."

"Fuck off"

"Can we please get off this call now? I'm tired"

"Yes, see yall"

"Bye"

I left the call in a fury of emotions but couldn't even lock my phone before there was another group FaceTime between me, Jackson, and Aloni.

Can I please go to sleep.

"Yes...," I sighed.

"We did not tell Jungkook what happened. I promise," Aloni said.

"Yall...I really don't care. I just want to catch up on some rest. It's not that serious," I assured.

"But it's fucked up he aired your business out to the group chat like that. And I don't condone that. Joke or not," Jackson said.

"It's whatever. Are we done here?" I fought to stay awake.

"Call me when you wake up," Aloni mumbled.

"Are you coming back today or tomorrow?" I asked her, already getting comfortable.

"Probably Tuesday," she thought.

"Well damn," Jackson commented.

"How much fucking are yall gonna do? Yall see each other every single day," I pointed out.

"First of all, I'm taking her out," Mingi interrupted, spawning from absolutely nowhere. "And second of all, if I want to fuck her for twenty-three hours out of the twenty-four then I will. It ain't hurting anyone," he defended.

"Except for maybe her walls and insides," I said, half-asleep.

"I'm sure she's had worse," Jackson suddenly spoke making my lips suck in as I fought the urge to burst into laughter.

Now that was a read.

Got her good.

Get her again for me.

"Probably," Mingi agreed earning a gasp out of her. "Be honest, was there anyone worse than me? And be honest. It don't matter cause I got you now but...I'm curious."

"Worse than you?...probably your homie," she answered.

"Uh oh," Jackson mumbled.

"Which one? You've had three of them," Mingi said without a care in the world.

It honestly gagged me.

Cause how do you comfortably admit that kind of information?

"I'll tell you off the phone. Goodbye Jackson and Donavon," she suddenly rushed out.

"But I was curious too," Jackson sucked his teeth.

"Okay, well, we'll start another call. Let's just end this one so my cousin can sleep. He's had quite the last few hours," she defended.

That I had.

She didn't lie there.

"Bet. See you, Donavon. Hope everything works out," Jackson sent my way.

"I hope so too," I mumbled.

"Catch you later, bud. I'll take good care of your cousin," Mingi promised.

"I have no doubt," I nodded.

"Bye, Donavon"

I left the call with a sigh of pure relief as I turned my phone off and placed it on my nightstand, my body turning back towards the wall as I lay in dark silence.

Finally.

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