#thatbad

[eric-sadahire]

Dear best friend, if you ever feel bad, call me...

I promise to sing to you.

Then you can decide what's worse.

[iknowwhereyousleepatnight]

im SICK IN THE HEAD im going to KILL EVERYONE i was born filled with RAGE and A THIRST FOR BLOOD and NOBODY CAN SAVE ME

[grimmjow]

rice cakes really are one of the best vehicles to eat a large amount of peanut butter with

[fagcrisis]

THREE POSTS IN A ROW ABT HOW MJF IS A BAD FACE IS IT THAT BAD GUYS

[zomboyhood]

pedro pascal PLEASE

[strawberryseeded]

IM TOO HEARTBROKEN 4 THIS (THIS = EVERYTHING)

[undecidedhikki]

Why am I being shown so many blazed posts I do NOT care about any of those I will instantly block anything that is shown to me without me wanting it Im going to kill and die

[caramelmochacrow]

im. taking naps???? i am. healthy?????

[eric-sadahire]

It's gotten to the point where the aliens have stopped laughing at us and are all like holy shit, we should do something.

[horrorknife]

girl. whatcwas i tryign yo say

ihave t veheb this fufufkedyo inc a long yimr

[littlelamy]

Perhaps a reverse status thing. Pouge Rafe and Kook Reader request. The plot itself came from some short film Drew did in college. Maybe Reader gets set up a blind date at the country club, where Rafe works as a bartender. Rafe is very flirty when she sits down etc, but gets disappointed when hearing why she is there. In walks her blind date and it’s a girl (Reader is straight – and her cousin thought she was a lesbian since she’s never been on a date with a guy)

a/n: thank you for requesting, hope you like it! ⭐️

you had never been to the country club before.

well, that wasn’t entirely true. your parents had dragged you to a few formal events, but it had always felt stiff, uncomfortable, like everyone was watching your every move. judging you. it was nothing like the easy, carefree vibe you were used to.

but this wasn’t about you. this was about your cousin, who was convinced you were a lesbian.

you still didn’t understand how she’d come to that conclusion. maybe it was because you’d never gone on a date with a guy before, or maybe it was because you didn’t constantly talk about guys like some of the other girls at school. either way, she thought she knew what was best for you.

and, in her mind, setting you up with a blind date was the only answer.

“she’s perfect for you!” your cousin had insisted, holding up her phone with a wide grin. “you’ll love her, I swear.”

you raised an eyebrow. “but… it’s a girl?”

your cousin waved you off. “yeah, don’t worry, you’ll see—when you meet her, you’ll know what I’m talking about.”

you sighed.

despite your doubts, you agreed. but when you walked into the country club tonight, you still couldn’t shake the sense of discomfort. the club was upscale, fancy—nothing like the laid-back world you were used to. the stuffy atmosphere hit you as soon as you walked through the door, and you were immediately regretting agreeing to this setup.

you passed a few people standing around in their expensive outfits, pretending to enjoy the social atmosphere. your eyes scanned the crowd, looking for your blind date, though you weren’t even sure what to look for.

before you could find a place to stand, you heard a voice behind you.

“can I get you a drink?”

you turned around to see the bartender—a guy with a white shirt, sleeves rolled up, his hair slightly tousled in that messy but purposefully styled way. his smirk was as easy and casual as his demeanor, and something about the way he looked at you made your heart beat just a little faster.

“um, I’m just waiting for someone,” you answered, a little too quickly.

he raised an eyebrow. “blind date?”

you blinked in surprise. “how’d you know?”

he chuckled, a low, warm sound. “you have that look. but if you change your mind, I’m rafe.” he leaned against the bar, arms crossed, studying you with a smirk still playing on his lips.

you couldn’t help but smile back, though you immediately reminded yourself to keep your cool. he was probably just a flirt—guys like him didn’t pay attention to someone like you, right?

“y/n,” you said, giving him your name before turning to scan the room again.

rafe didn’t seem to mind the lack of conversation, though. “I’d offer to buy you a drink, but since you’re waiting for someone…” he trailed off, clearly not bothered.

you couldn’t help but laugh, feeling a little less tense in the face of his charm. maybe the night wasn’t going to be thatbad.

but as soon as you turned to look at the door, a figure entered, and you froze.

your cousin had set you up with a girl.

you glanced at rafe again, but he wasn’t looking at you. his attention was fully on the figure walking into the club—the same person you assumed was your blind date.

the girl was dressed in a sleek dress, exuding an air of confidence you didn’t have. and as she made her way toward you, you could already tell it wasn’t going to be an easy night.

rafe seemed to notice the awkward silence that settled between you and your blind date. he tilted his head, clearly confused. “uh, not the date you were expecting?”

you looked at him, feeling more self-conscious now. no, not at all.

rafe watched you closely, his expression flickering between amusement and mild confusion as he glanced between you and the girl approaching.

you cleared your throat, trying to focus. “this… this isn’t who I thought I was meeting.” you felt a heat rise in your cheeks, cursing your cousin for this miscommunication.

the girl who had walked in was smiling, looking completely at ease in this environment—this was her world. the country club, the people who belonged here, the perfection in her every movement. she looked out of place beside you.

you forced a smile, standing up awkwardly as she approached. “hi,” you greeted, extending your hand in a handshake. “I’m y/n.”

she returned the handshake with a friendly smile. “glad to meet you, i’m mia.”

“mia,” you repeated, a little thrown off.

rafe, still leaning casually against the bar, watched the interaction with interest. you couldn’t tell if he was still unsure of what was going on or if he was just curious.

“so,” mia started, looking at you with a bemused expression. “how long have you known your cousin?”

you stammered a little, caught off guard by the question. “uh, a while, like since birth.”

she smiled again, but this time it felt more like a question mark than an invitation for conversation.

you didn’t want to be rude, but this was getting uncomfortable. rafe’s presence felt like a lifeline, even if you barely knew him. you glanced over at him, meeting his eyes for just a moment.

“so, mia,” you tried to fill the silence. “do you, uh, come here often?”

before she could answer, rafe cut in, his tone playful. “don’t mind me, but you look a little confused. are you two... supposed to be on a date?”

the way rafe asked, with that charming smirk of his, made you laugh nervously. mia, however, raised an eyebrow.

“um, yeah,” she answered, turning to him with a slight smile. “I think so.”

but the confusion between you two lingered. rafe glanced over at you and then at mia, clearly trying to figure out the situation.

as the evening wore on, the awkwardness continued to hang in the air like a heavy cloud. you and mia had little in common—nothing that your cousin had anticipated, nothing that made the blind date feel right.

at one point, you excused yourself to the restroom, your mind a mess of confusion and frustration. when you returned, rafe was still behind the bar, but he’d been joined by a few other people.

you made your way back to the bar, more than ready to escape the tension. when rafe saw you coming, he gave you a quick smile, the kind that made you feel like maybe everything wasn’t as hopeless as it had seemed a few minutes ago.

“how’s it going?” he asked, his voice quieter now.

you sighed, sinking into the stool. “it’s terrible. this whole thing was a disaster.”

rafe’s smirk faded, replaced by a look of understanding. he leaned in a little, lowering his voice. “so... your cousin didn’t tell you it was a girl?”

you shook your head, laughing softly. “she did. she's so sure that i'm a lesbian. thought she was helping me out.”

rafe chuckled, shaking his head in disbelief. “I don’t know whether to laugh or feel sorry for you.”

“feel sorry,” you muttered.

he smiled, a genuine warmth to it. “you know, if you want, I could get you out of here. just say the word, and I���ll tell your blind date you had an emergency.”

you laughed at the offer. maybe rafe wasn’t so bad after all.

“you’d do that?” you teased.

“hey, it’s my job to make people feel comfortable,” he said with a wink. “even if it means sabotaging a blind date.”

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[verstppism]

Boy's Talk (About You) - Chapter 7

Chapter 7 – in my dreams, you love me back

before you read, there's a little written part between screenshots! it's right after the Keep Reading, so be careful to not miss it out!!

word count: 155

masterpost. / next.

synopsis everyone has their secrets, a group chat formed by charles leclerc, pierre gasly, alex albon, lando norris and george russell knows all of them. the 'kill the grid' chat has only one purpose: gossiping about other drivers' lives, romantic and social

or, a casual chat leads to charles confessing a crush on max, who's has been his rival since childhood

Pitch black nights in Monaco. The usual setting for Charles the last few days. Overthinking and anxiety filled his chest. Cold white walls and blanket thrown everywhere described his mental state.

He’s wide awake with his face buried in the pillow, crying his heart out. Phone was left God knows where. This might be one of the worst nights for Charles Leclerc. Worse than every DNF he had, worse than Austria, 2019. — Yes, it is thatbad.

He just couldn't understand… Why? After all he has been doing for them, Max just threw it all away again. A single post, able to ruin what happened between so easily.

Didn't Max feel the same as Charles did? Was it all just as friends? Did Charles take it too far?

Was Max and Charles — also known as Lestappen to what they called F1twt — PR only? Was there no feelings involved?

God, this night was going to be long.

[waschbur]

I FINALLY DREW SOMETHING!!!,!,,,,

This took two hours so not thatbad Idk I’m proud shit looks guud

Could be an oc in the future,,, or js some random girl, either way I had fun

[neigesprincess]

fwb scara the type of guy to lowkey spy on you and your date while at a bar. he calls your cellphone while staring at you from across the bar to see if you pick up (he wants you to in anyway pick him over your date). whe you frown and decline his call and tell your date it was "nobody important" he starts spiraling.

*taps mic* friends w benefits w scaramouche who gets more than a little jealous when you start seeing someone seriously 😵‍💫

[confessions-sm]

wait is it bad to headcanon jack and rad as autistic becauseof that :(? its not because theyre like immature or anything i just. like, i dont. rad has issues with social cues and jack cant recognize sarcasm and itslike oh i do thst so ijusf?im cknfused is thatbad?

You can still headcanon them as autistic don't worry!! I'm pretty sure it was aimed at people who hcs them as autistic only because they see autistic people as 'cheerful and childish'/lh

[adhd3m0n91]

Homework

I've given up on homework. Just for tonight. I need a break. I'll be fine if i take this break. I'll do better if I take this break. so im just listening to music on full blast so i can hear it over this loud ass fan. not thatbad. also i got told i couldnt take a shower cuz it was 15 minutes after 6pm but i couldnt take one earlier cuz my stister told me not to cuz she needed my help watching my neice and nephew