#thanks for coming to my daily tag rant

[hanicchy]

popular opinion but i wish they would stop making live action remakes of things

[mimymomo]

In ‘Lucas on the Line,’ Lucas Sinclair experienced countless bouts of racism and micro aggressions including but not limited to:

Had children run away from him and refuse to touch him because they thought his Black skin color would rub off on them. This happened IN THE THIRD GRADE! And he never told his parents about it!

Calmed his anxiety about being the only Black kid in his homeroom class by coming to the realization that since there was no other Black kids that meant he most likely wouldn’t be bombed

Had to install a camera in his locker because his property got defaced by a glitter bomb

Lost his first and only black friend/mentor who supported him thanks to an ACTUAL MAKESHIFT BOMB being installed in his locker that caused a janitor to go to the hospital for 1st/2nd degree burns (and the white boy who did it barely got punished)

Got teased that the only reason he got on the basketball team was because he was Black

Comes to the realization that he might’ve actually only gotten in the team because the coach has a history of recruiting Black boys for the team regardless of their skill level

Gets called an Oreo (for uneducated: white on the inside, black on the outside) by racist bullies. Erica (who apparently has also been called this) sticks up for him and is the only one who understands what the insult means which means Mike and Dustin don’t know/understand the lengths of how deep the racism Lucas experiences in Hawkins on a daily bases

And these aren’t even all of them! These are just examples I had from the top of my head!

And despite all this happening in the book, “fans” have STILL FOUND A WAY to turn this book about Lucas and his struggles as a Black boy in a mostly white suburban town and his deteriorating relationship with Max and make it about Byler!

The fact that Lucas, one of the only characters of color on this show, can’t have ANYTHING to himself without people using him to push their ships is so aggravating!

He and Erica constantly get shit talked and miss characterized by fans, get excluded/cut out of group shots, and barely get any fanart/fics about them and their struggles compared to the white characters (I could make a whole new post about the terrible way this fandom treats Erica but I won’t do that here). Hell don’t forget that the fandom constantly tries to dispute the racism Lucas received in S2 from Billy was either not really racism, just a moment that Duffer Bros. put in to “ruin” Billy’s character and ultimately can be tossed out and ignored.

The only time I ever see Lucas get any large amount of attention is either due to 1) Lumax (but let’s be honest: 90% of the lumax tag on here isn’t even about them and has now become Elumax 2.0 and most post are people praising ElMax and then being like “oh Lucas/lumax is cute too” in the tags and that’s it). 2) people creating “parallels” of Lumax to their ship of choice (mostly Byler and Mileven) as a way to say that their ship is gonna be canon or 3) to say that he’s bisexual.

And all that is fine and whatever, ship and headcanon things to your hearts content, but if you only care about Lucas if he’s helping push you ship narrative or because you think he’s gay (to the point where some people actually read snippets of the book that talked about Lucas coming to the realization that Black boys like him can be considered attractive and only acknowledge the “queer” reading of the text and completely ignored the big race element that was the main focus), I’m sorry but, that’s not cool. The fact that 95% of the Lucas Sinclair tag isn’t about Lucas himself but white characters like Steve, Eddie, Byler says everything about how the fandom treats him.

I’m just so tired.

Lucas Sinclair deserves the same respect that the white characters get!

I leave you one of my favorite sections of the entire book: Lucas learning to become unabashedly himself:

Rant over.

Edit: in my blind rage I realized I forgot to edit out the Twitter handle. That’s completely my fault. Please don’t hate that Twitter user. I’m just coming back to fix that.

[ptergwen]

Hii :) first of I love your content ! But anyways could I request some fluff where Peter comes home after a long day and he sees y/n asleep on the couch wearing the I survived my trip in nyc shirt and they end up cuddling while he rambles about his day please ? Thanks, have a great day honey <33

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w/c: 527

warnings: peter needs a break

a/n: thank you thank you! i love peter comfort fics our boy needs it bad lmfhsjd daily reminder to once again join my taglist and happy reading

peter is exhausted. he’s practically falling off his feet as he fumbles with his keys in the door. his steps are heavy coming into your shared apartment, a reflective sigh leaving his lips. he drops his backpack and throws his keys on the counter, padding through the apartment in search of you.

he wants nothing more than to crawl into the arms of the one he loves most after the day he’s had. when you’re holding him, everything is okay.

he’s okay.

peter finds you on the couch. you’re sleeping, face smushed against its arm and a textbook open in front of you. you must have fallen asleep while studying; it wouldn’t be the first time. you look so warm and snuggly wearing his old i survived my trip to nyc shirt and a pair of knee-high socks. he can’t wait to cuddle up to you, forget about his day.

peter moves your textbook and steps out of his sneakers. he gets onto the couch, inching his way towards you from the other side. he lays his head in your lap, arms winding around your upper thighs. your eyes slowly blink open. it takes you a moment to realize that you’d fallen asleep, and that peter is here. you look down at your boyfriend to be met with a frown etched onto his lips, puppy eyes gazing up at you.

“you’re home.”

you weave your fingers into peter’s fluffy curls. peter gives a small nod in response. something is bothering him, you can tell.

“you wanna talk about it?”

peter finally lets it all out.

“my schedule sucks. class ends so late, and i can’t switch because the others are full and i need it. i know it’s just a couple times a week, but i hate it. i barely see you all day.”

you stroke peter’s curls soothingly while he rants.

“the subway was running late, so i didn’t get to work on time and jameson was pissed. i was pretty sure he didn’t like me before, but he definitely doesn’t now. i have to photograph some event this weekend to make up for it. i should’ve just swung there.”

“you think?”

“i dunno, i guess that would defeat the whole purpose. if spider-man shows up and i’m not there to take pictures, it might give away my identity. maybe i should just start working freelance.”

peter rests his chin on your stomach, fingers absentmindedly tracing patterns on your thighs.

“may called. said she wants us to come over for dinner. god, i don’t even have time for a dinner. i don’t have time to eat. i just…”

he trails off. you card your fingers through his locks, waiting for him to continue.

“sorry to put this all on you. and sorry i woke you up. i’ve just had a really long day, and things kinda suck right now, and i missed you.”

“don’t apologize, pete. you’ve got a lot going on. it’s overwhelming. i understand, and it’s okay to talk about it. i’m here to listen.”

peter smiles his first smile all day. he hides his face in your stomach, leaving kisses over your shirt.

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[ashsostrange]

hey y'all so i wasn't initially planning on talking about what rashad posted earlier today bc it's literally all bullshit, but i might as well! i’m not actually tripping over anything that’s going on. if anything, i’ve been laughing my ass off all day at this foolishness.

this is gna be long as hell, so don't even grab popcorn, i suggest a five course meal.

for some background, rashad became mutuals w this girl. right off bat, he’s making hella race jokes ab this girl being white. i b doing the same, but with my FRIENDS. people i am CLOSE WITH. and i don’t over do it because that’s lame and annoying. anyway, she eventually stated that she was uncomfortable and rashad blamed his behavior on the fact that he was on pain meds. she eventually blocked him and told one of her mutuals, and to rashad, that’s her “spreading rumors” about him. he did the most on his page and in ppls inboxes crying and complaining, saying he was gna eat glass and shit.

so now let’s look at his fuckass post:

number one, how can a rumor be started about you if nobody.. knows you? like, you are not a celebrity. nobody talks about you. and nobody was talking about you “being on drugs” other than the girl you made uncomfortable and her two mutuals. i know you send yourself anons too. you make it seems like anyone actually cares about your “hot takes” for some strange reason. don’t even try to deny it, bc there’s no way you’re getting more anon msgs than my friends with larger platforms than yours.

you’re also messier than a mf, sending your own mutuals anon msgs. me and lia know you were the one sending her anon msgs bc she blocked you, and you know it too! talking ab how her username is “corny” then reblogging the posts of her clocking your ass??? acting like it wasn’t YOU.

you tried to turn two writers who were already arguing against each other even more. we sat there and defended your ass even though you were the anon the entireeee time. you made a post saying “war has begun” to try and get us to attack bree’s friend. your weird ass stayed in that girl’s inbox after i told you to block her instead of doing the most. you’re lame and you’re bored.

it doesn't matter if you tagged her or not, you still said it. sliding into sb's inbox and telling 'em you're going to eat glass bc you made someone else uncomfortable is ABSURD. it doesn't matter if it isn't my drama, if i see bs ima say something, and there isn't a thing in the world you can do about it. your "rants" are a form of guilt tripping/manipulation. you're trying to victimize yourself and make us feel bad for you. well, we do not! i checked you once on discord. you said thank you. you said you were going to make an apology, but in that same “apology”, tried to justify your actions. i clocked that and unmutualed you. you then went to lia talking ab some "tell ash i said thanks for checking me" nd now you switched up. your thanks was revoked. all of a sudden, you're the victim again. all of a sudden, i’m ableist?? okayyyy niggaaaaaa 👎 boooo

you say you're "blocking me for your safety" when i wasn't even planning on talking ab your lame ass again. i won't baby you about your behavior because you're not a goddamn baby! and yes, you CANNOT be the victim every time. you bitch and whine on your page when you get into it with somebody, and unless we're defending you, you don't want us getting involved! it doesn't work like that. nobody else was calling you out, so me n my girls did.

idk why my name stays steady coming out of your mouth. my "daily activities" that i "broadcast" are what i ate for lunch/dinner and complaining about school. you run your mouth about all sorts of mess. you put every aspect of your life on your blog. we are not the same, so don't even try to make it seem that way. the people on my blog that i don't talk to outside of tumblr don't know everything about me. you cry in people's inboxes unwarranted and say explicit shit with tw's in your TAGS. i'll say what we're all thinking, NOBODY IS TRYNA SEE ALL THAT!!! coming from someone who struggles with mental health, venting on tumblr will not do anything for you. these people are not licensed professionals. invest in a diary, don't you have a boyfriend to vent to?

you are quite literally the only one looking for drama. we never defended that girl bc we don't know her.. we know you though. and you were venting about catty, but i never said ALWAYS, so don't lie in my face like i'm stupid bc i'm not. ion know what you thought you were doing with the last part, but god bless.

i am a good person my nigga, i don't need confirmation! i know who i am. if you're debating suicide because you're confused about something, you just need to get off the mf internet bro. it’s never that serious. you're not gna sit here and tell me you were debating suicide bc me n my girls put you in your place. you made your own mental worse by refusing to take accountability.

he also made an edit saying he has nowhere else to go… if you have nowhere else to go, then i'd be happy to buy you a damn journal so you can write in there and leave the rest of us the hell alone. and there isn't shit to be sorry about bc you're not putting jack shit on me, all of it is on you. you wna be everything but wrong. 🚶‍♀️should’ve just kept it cute and kept it quiet.

allat being said, good riddance, r*shad. leave me and everybody else alone! and if you fw him, then there’s the door 👉🚪 good riddance to you too.

[astrophileous]

Important! Please read!

I'm tagging the people who are on the Love Bugs taglist, so if you don't feel like reading through all of this that's fine!

Tag(s): @camilaheroine @crazyunsexycool @whateverrrrrrrrs @wifeyofeveryone @louderfortheback @marvelousgoldroses

Hello everyone, first of all I wanna start by saying I'm sorry for having seemingly disappeared for the past week. I know that I was supposed to be uploading two new parts of Love Bugs on Monday and Thursday, and I've missed both days so far without so much as an explanation. The truth is, I've been logging in and out for days trying to come up with a justified excuse for this delay, but I decided today that I will just tell you the truth of what's really happening.

I'm not doing very good at the moment.

I know this seems like a pathetic excuse, but it's the truth. As some of you know, I'm a full time college student and I've been slammed with school work for the past week. I'm tired all the time. Whenever I have even a little bit of free time, I use it to sleep. Life is just so hectic for me right now that writing Love Bugs has been kinda put in the back burner.

But that's not all the reason why I've been MIA.

A few days ago, someone left me an anonymous ask telling me that I've done a terrible job on the last few parts of Love Bugs.

Now, at first, I was gonna be the bigger person and ignore them altogether. But apparently that one little comment did more damage than I ever thought it could. For the past week, every time I went to revise my drafts for Love Bugs, all I could think about was how badly I needed them to be done perfectly to make sure no one else was gonna have this same thought about the upcoming parts. I kept thinking that what I wrote was lacking something. That it wasn't good enough to be published yet. And as a drastic measure, I ended up uploading nothing at all.

I know it seems silly to be this badly affected by one rude comment when I've gotten nothing but love from everyone else. But I guess this is your daily reminder that words do hurt, and even if they are written on the internet, it doesn't make them hurt less because behind all of these makeshift profiles and avatars are real people with real feelings and emotions.

Today, I finally braced myself to make this post. I thought it was unfair for all of you to not be offered at least an explanation about what's happening. If you're wondering when I will finally upload the next chapter of Love Bugs, then I'm sorry to tell you that I don't know yet. I have one completed part, but as I've explained above, I just keep going back to revise it again and again because I'm just not satisfied with it.

So, there you go. The reason behind my absence. I want to remind all of you too while we're here to please, please, please be kind to all of the fic writers and/or other content creators in your fandom. We're all doing all of this free of charge. So please, if you don't like something we make, scroll past it. Don't be mean. We don't owe you anything. Don't ruin something that's supposed to be fun just because you don't find it as enjoyable as others might.

This is all I'm gonna say for now. Hopefully, I will have gotten my shit together by the time next upload schedule rolls around so that you guys could have the next part of Love Bugs on Monday.

Thank you for reading all the way through of this long-ass rant. Have a great day xx

[sentienttoastah]

Someone mentioned in the reblogs of the last post about their preferred interpretation of Moby Dick and after seeing that I had a little personal thought discussion of my own in my brain and like ahahsjsjs it made me so happy

I just love looking at this book in a more serious way than I usually do so thank you to whoever that was :)

And speaking of, I think from now on I’ll give actual (only occasional!) literary commentary on Moby Dick for these Daily Dick posts because I cannot discuss this book with anyone else except the internet so yes. But for the sake of those who only want to see funky whale drawings I will keep them under the post’s cuts!!

Plus if I didn’t the post would be ungodly long.

Today, I tried to draw a bit of the crew but then I remembered I suck at drawing humans so even more extremely and unnecessarily green shaded Moby instead. Didn’t have much time so I just gave that fella the Outlast camcorder filter treatment. Dw, the cameraman is fine. Don’t like how this turned out though :(

I want to draw whale skeletons tomorrow :D

Anyways, delusional whale ranting time. Be warned this is way longer than my last one and will contain spoilers for those who haven’t finished the book!

So the reblog tag I saw went along the lines of interpreting Moby Dick as not a god but to have the reader doubt that fact throughout the book until the end because of the descriptions we get of him and honestly, yes. I absolutely agree on that for the original novel. It gives us dread while reading!!

Although I will say that if we were to add/accept some kind of mysticism to Moby Dick and see him as not only a whale and as something else, he still wouldn’t be a “god”. Yet at the same time he isn’t exactly a whale either. Or at least not a normal one (that much is clearly obvious I suppose). Like if that’s not a god then what is a god? And if that’s not a whale what is it? It’s all vague!!

One of the many messages or themes in Moby Dick is humanity’s constant struggle against the unknown and the uncertain. We all fear the unknown in one way or another whether we realise it or not. Why else do we dread our future? Or what will happen tomorrow? Or what will happen after death? Because we don’t know.

With Moby Dick we understand that he’s described as a massive white whale who is known to wreak havoc among sailors. But aside from that what else do we actually know about Moby? The only information we get about him all come from 3rd party sources (such as that other whaling crew they met at chapter 54) and then through Ishmael as our narrator. Like Ishmael himself has only encountered Moby Dick once. How do we know if the information he got from others is true?

And even if it was true it still doesn’t tell us a lot about Moby Dick. We don’t understand why he attacks ships, was he angry? Was he in pain? Was it his own form of revenge? Or was he genuinely just trying to mind his own business? We don’t understand how he became so intelligent, or whether it really was Moby Dick that they saw in the apparitions of chapter 51 or was it just a squid like we see in a later chapter? If it was Moby why was he following them?

The vagueness of Moby Dick’s position in being either whale or something else makes him haunting. So in my own interpretation I’d say to keep the final verdict completely undecided. He appears, then disappears. As only one of the many horrors of the deep. Moby Dick isn’t a horror book by any means but it is about the ocean, the ocean just so happens to be scary because we haven’t truly discovered everything it has to offer. Who knows what’s down there?

Also, not only the fear or mystery he gives to us as the readers but to the crew in the story as well. Moby Dick took victory from doing what other whales the crew have hunted never do. He was “unpredictable” as described. That wraps back to the beginning where I mentioned humanity’s struggles against the unknown and uncertain. But yet, even when we fear what we don’t know we are constantly challenging it still. We’re intrigued by it. Ishmael does so by wanting to learn more about whales and go off on more voyages despite his experience the first time around, and the pequod crew or most notably Ahab does so by challenging Moby Dick.

Speaking of Ahab, he himself can also be compared to Moby Dick’s unpredictability. He might not be vaguely god-like as Moby is, but there’s definitely something about him. Ishmael even quotes something about a mad man, a man who has let go of all rationality and morality, to be more dangerous than any beast. Why? Because he will become an unpredictable man. A man who will do anything to get what he desires even at the cost of others. Which is exactly what Ahab does. Humans are already dangerous enough when we understand them but when we don’t understand them? Even more dangerous no doubt.

That’s why his crew feared him after all. They didn’t know and nor did they want to know what would happen if they disobeyed him. Even Ahab doesn’t understand himself as he mentioned in the chapter with Starbuck. Why does he do the things he do? For revenge? For glory? For gold? He doesn’t understand except the fact he knows (or feels?) he has to. And it’s tragic.

In conclusion; aside from accepting differences, democracy, and the dangers of unhealthy obsession or copious amounts of whale anatomy, Moby Dick is also about the unknown and the uncertain. There’s a lot of other instances like Starbuck’s hesitation and Fedallah’s entire existence but I don’t want to drag out the rant for too long and obviously I’m not the first person to come up with this.

But what do you think? And thank you to anyone who actually read all my crap frfr 🙏🐟

[cerebellam]

Tag, You’re It - Chapter 1

The Grabber x Female Reader

Summary: Leaving your shift from the hospital, you stumble across a man in need of some help. What you hadn’t considered was the fact that talking to strangers in this town was a deadly idea.

Warning(s): UNDER 18 DO NOT INTERACT. Language, blood/violence, large age gap (reader is 26), kidnapping 

Masterlist: X

A/N: Fic title inspired by the song Tag, You’re It by Melanie Martinez. Let me preface this by saying I do NOT condone the acts of The Grabber AT ALL. More details on this rant on the Masterlist. I hope you enjoy!

“See you tomorrow!” 

You waved goodbye to your coworker as you left your unit for the night. It had been another rough day at the hospital and you wanted nothing more than to return home to your apartment and enjoy a cheesy movie, a warm dinner (with maybe a glass of wine or two), and a nice relaxing bubble bath. You loved being a nurse, caring for your patients, and making a difference but at the end of the day- you were only human and needed some solitary relaxation in order to recharge for your next shift. 

Before leaving the hospital, you had changed out of your stuffy white uniform and into your “street clothes”: a t-shirt, zip-up hoodie, jeans, and converse. No need to look cute on your way home. You were painfully single at twenty-six and you truly felt like a spinster at your young age. You had never met anyone up to your standards in college or while working at the hospital and on your days off from work you were so tired that the thought of going out to socialize sounded tedious and exhausting to you. You figured your time would come eventually, but for right now- you were content. 

You began the search for your keys before slinging your duffel bag over your shoulder and heading outside to the parking lot. You took a deep breath. The night air was crisp and fresh compared to the stuffy air of the hospital.

You had just reached your car and threw your bag into the passenger seat when you heard a loud fumble and a gruntled voice come from behind you. 

“Ah shit!”

You turned around to an exasperated man on his knees, surrounded by cardboard boxes and a pile of papers scattered across the asphalt. 

You didn’t skip a beat. 

“Oh, let me help you with that!” You offered, stuffing your keys into your pocket and bending down to help the man. 

“Gah, I’m such a klutz. Thank you,” the man spoke, his face hidden from view as he began frantically picking up sheets.

“You should see me on a daily basis,” you offered awkwardly, following his movements as he placed the sheets back into the boxes. 

The man looked up at you and gave a kind, wide smile. The top portion of his face was obscured by a large pair of sunglasses, which you honestly found pretty peculiar; considering it was nighttime. He was older than you, appearing in his late forties or early fifties. His greying brown hair was cropped at shoulder length and was adorned by a small black top hat. Despite his older age and not being able to see his eyes, you actually found him quite handsome.

“I hate to bother you, but do you mind helping me lift these boxes? I slipped a disc in my back recently and my doctor would kill me if he knew I was powerlifting these and making things worse.” His voice had a light playful tone.

You stifled a smile. 

“Say no more, getting on a doctor’s bad side is no fun- believe me, I know.”

“Oh, so you’re a nurse here?”

“Yessir. And trust me, if you’re seeing your doctor here- chances are I know him. Your secret is safe with me. I saw no powerlifting here tonight.”

You lifted the heavy cardboard box into your arms and followed the man to his vehicle. 

You took notice of the man’s ride- a large black van with teal blue lettering on the side reading ‘Abracadabra: Entertainment & Supplies’. He unlocked and opened the back doors, offering a hand out to you to drop the box in the back. 

“Magic, huh? You a magician?”

“Yes, ma’am,” he bowed gracefully, tipping his hat off to you. “Would you like to see a magic trick?”

In all honestly, you were drop-dead tired and just wanted to head home for the night. You gave an apologetic smile. 

“Thanks, but I really should probably head home.”

“Sure, sure of course. Well I hope your family doesn’t hate me too much for keeping you, they must be waiting for you!”

You stifled a chuckle.

“If you want to count the Brady Bunch, then yeah sure.”

“Well, I’ll be…a pretty thing like you with no mister waiting at home for you? Curiouser and curiouser…”

You felt a blush creep your cheeks. The man was bizarre, but he was definitely cute.

The hat-wearing man rested his hands on his hips. 

“Anyways, thanks for helpin’ me. Say before you go, would you mind pushing that box back just a tad further? If it’s too close to the door it’ll just all fall right back out when I get home.”

Without a thought you nodded, turning back to face the van and shoving the box further against the carpeted interior. The box brushed past a bundle of black balloons.

Huh. Well, that was definitely odd.

A tight grip suddenly slinked around your waist, pulling your body backward and flush to the man. You attempted a yelp before a worn rag was brought to your face. Your eyes instantly stung and a sickly sweet aroma filled your senses. You managed a muffled cry as you struggled, staggering backward with the man still gripping you tightly. You immediately tried going slack in his arms in an attempt to slink downwards and out of his grasp, but the man’s large arms managed to hold your weight. You quickly fumbled for your keys in your pocket, managing to pull them out into a makeshift brass knuckle of sorts. You gripped the keys between your fingers and jabbed your hand backwards, making contact with the flesh of his neck. You dragged the metal in your hands downwards in a fast motion. The man yelled, releasing his grip on you and the rag around your face. You couldn’t see, your vision was blurred and your eyes were pouring hot streams down your face. Despite your lack of vision, you could tell a hot sticky liquid that you were very well versed with as a nurse covered your hands. You immediately lurched forward and attempted to run in any direction you could away from him. You stumbled a moment, making it a few feet before tripping over your own two feet. 

Well, you had stated you were clumsy. 

You felt a hand grip your ankle, dragging you back towards him. Your body scraped hard against the asphalt. You went to scream again but before you could he was on top of you, flipping you over to face him. A ringed hand gripped tightly around your throat. You struggled to breathe, seeing black stars form in your vision as you writhed beneath him. The cloth was brought back to your face, and the last thing you saw was the man’s blurry silhouette as you faded into unconsciousness.  

*~*~*~*

You startled awake, opening your swollen eyes to the sound of heavy rain on a nearby window.

You felt the rough fabric of what felt like an old mattress beneath you and the air felt damp and cool, giving off an earthy mildew smell. 

Your blood ran ice cold. Where the hell were you? What happened? You were sure as hell not at home in your bed. 

You blinked your blurry eyesight away and focused your eyes on the wooden ceiling above you, the room illuminated only by a single pull string light fixture. 

You sat up as quickly as your body would allow, taking in your surroundings. The mattress springs squeaked beneath you in a rusty manner. You were in a basement. A fucking basement, God knows where. Your memory was fuzzy as to how you had gotten here. Your head began to pound with the force of a thousand bass drums. 

“You’re awake.” 

A male voice made you whip your head around fast enough to give you whiplash. You averted your eyes to the owner of the voice- a man crouched in the dark corner of the room. He rose slowly, tilting his head as he looked you over. He wore a disturbing pale mask that resembled a demon with an expressionless face.

The memories of the night before slowly pieced back together. You had helped a man in the parking lot as you were leaving work before he attacked you. You naive bitch. You couldn’t believe you fell for that. You were fucking kidnapped. And this freak was watching you sleep. 

“You…you’re the one they’ve been talking about on the news. The Grabber.”

Your throat felt hoarse and it was likely bruised from the force of your attacker. The man remained silent, looking you over carefully. 

You weren’t his typical targeted population. You had seen a few missing people from around the area, but never a young woman like you.

Still, you could’ve been more cautious. Maybe being a nurse made you try to see the good in everyone. Fat mistake that was.

Still ignoring you, he took a few steps closer.

“You know, that really fucking hurt- what you did to me.” He stated plainly, gesturing to his neck where you had struck him with his keys. His voice had changed from the friendly tone he had with you the night before. It was dark, low, and gravelly. “I should slit your throat for what you did to my neck. Maybe then we’d be even.”

You swallowed nervously. You wish you had better aim and had struck his carotid artery. Maybe then you wouldn’t be in this situation.

Your eyes began to water.

“Please,” you whimpered. “Please don’t kill me. Just let me go.”

The man in the mask tsked and approached you on the mattress. He knelt down, placing one of his large ringed hands on your cheek, wiping away your now streaming tears. 

“There there, sweetheart. I didn’t mean what I said. I was just angry, is all.” 

You wanted to slink away from his touch, but you literally already had your back against the wall.

“I know you’re scared. But I’m not going to hurt you anymore,” he paused before adding darkly, “Unless you give me a reason to.”

You noticed now that he was this close to you that he had piercing blue eyes. They bore into yours, staring dangerously from behind the mask. This man was going to murder you. You just didn’t know when.

“Now,” he gestured to his neck, caked in dry blood. “Why don’t you help me clean this up…so it doesn’t get infected, hm?”

You stared at him incredulously. You didn’t know what suddenly came over you, but now your tears had turned into angry ones.

“You expect me to do something to help you? After what you’ve done? Are you fucking crazy?”

“You’re a nurse, don’t you take some sort of Hippocratic oath?”

“I don’t think there was a code of ethics listed on kidnapping,” you bit back.

The Grabber stared at you blankly, his icy eyes narrowing slightly. You swallowed. Not like you had many choices.

“Fine.”

He quickly stood from the mattress and looked down at you huddled against the wall. He reached a hand down to grasp your chin, tilting and forcing your face to look up at him.

“Don’t you go anywhere…” 

The masked man gave a dark, sardonic chuckle and released his grasp on you. He approached the rusty blue metal door- the only exit to your new hell, and closed and locked it behind him. Now you were alone in his cold, dark basement.

-

Chapter 2

[petrichoraline]

For the honest answer ask game: what's the history of your blog? (this really just includes how/when you began blogging on tumblr, content, your interactions and your special moments on here etc; whatever you wish to prioritize for the ask in context).

honest hour question answered 3 days later <3 truly hope the wait was worth it love hahah

as someone who's gone through my archive already, you know i started out as a bts fan account in 2015. (my previous blog is not gonna be discussed for the simple reason that it's barely relevant to this one)

i believe i used to tag and organise my reblogs? there was a time where i cared enough and i loved srolling through my own blog, i stopped enjoying that when i became more involved w/ fandom on here and things weren't aesthetics based anymore. i don't like going through it that much now. i used to play around with themes, search for them, tweak colours and fonts for hours. after i returned years later there was an issue with the editor so now i can't change my theme at all and it sucks cause i just want to edit a few things.

so it started of as a bts fanblog, then i started rb-ing other kpop stuff, maybe afterwards i started sharing gifsets from movies and series i liked? as for fandom, i had a good amount of mutuals - accidentally became one with a girl from my country, we went out once and it was very nice <3 procrastinated and lost track fo tag games back then too lmaoo i felt a lot of dissatisfaction over it so i try to do everything now with my current fandom :)

back then is when i started reading fanfiction - i believe my first imagine was a taegi one where v was an artist and yoongi a photographer lol i stumbled upon it on the dash randomly and i got introduced to ao3 a bit after

iirc for the following years after i'd stopped stanning bts, i used to come back either relatively often or once in a blue moon - in the beginning i was just enjoying wtv my dash was offering me or seeking out specific stuff, then i started using it as a tracklist of what shows i've watched haha, no tags, just rb after finishing a show.

i started engaging with fandom around the release of episode 5 of kinnporsche, i read a bunch of posts on here, then tms2 came around and i got even more into reading people's takes..at some point i started talking to people i guess hahah i don't even know when i started trying to put out content, so to say, i just know i was doing screenshot posts short before i found myself pushed to attempt gifs and that was after big dragon had just finished airing.

then i started my giffing journey. had support from @gillianthecat whom i loved giffing paulnice for. honestly that and the discussions we had were such an important part of me having fun with this site and keeping it up. and @joyladagang, my self-proclaimed #1 hype woman, made me feel super welcome. then i got even more moots, at some point i started reaching out or actively reciprocating others attempts at getting closer (though i had been active in discussions before that, i just mean i got a bit braver and started acting more familiar with everyone (esp w/ ppl i got closer to through @joyladagang like @cankersoregirl, @feralmuskyscentedhoepran, @loserlesbianongsa etc.)

i'm grateful to a lot of people on here, truly. it's not supposed to be a shoutout post so i won't be tagging any more people (esp since i would have to tag everyone who follows me plus a bunch of people i follow which..it's a bit much) but i'm genuinely thankful for each person that enjoys my rants, gifs, theories or wtv the things i post classify as, whether they found a post by accident or follow the blog. and i'm grateful to the creators i follow, and i'm happy to talk to so many sweet, smart and funny individuals on various topics daily.

so this is where my blog is at right now - trying to do a bit of everything and talking a bit with everyone. my issue, tbh, is i'm trying a bit too hard to satisfy everyone which sounds ridiculous but i am a bit of a people pleaser at times so it checks out lol

[pearldog30]

Rodolfo (Rudy) Parra head Cannon

Since my last HC in my personal opinion did well. I was not expecting to get any hearts or anything (which I really appreciate it, and thank you all so much. people don't realize how much it really means to new writing like myself.) I'm making another one, and I'm making it on a character that I don't feel like gets enough credit our boy Rudy love him so much! This is also on the more realistic side I try with all my HCS to make them realistic.

Master list

Warnings| none that I know of, and as always let me know if I got the tags right.

1,000% his love song (if the link doesn't work cuz I know sometimes it doesn't it's all of me by John legend slow and reverb)

I feel like out of all the cod men he would be like the least "abusive" one. he would actually go out of his way and take precautionary measures to deal with his trauma/PTSD and all the shit he has to see cuz let's be honest. not a lot of people can handle what he sees on the daily.

He's also insecure about the scars on his body, from fights. not only do they bring bad memories, but he also doesn't want to scare you with them.

Concentrated to popular belief. he's not that emotional since he's always going to therapy, and dealing with his emotions, he's very much mentally drained. (but in a good way. And that's why you're there to give him a warm hug, and just let him lay there and soak in the moment to gather his thoughts.) he would also love it if you went with him, just so he can prove to you he's actually doing very good in therapy and making a difference.

he's also the most easy to earn his trust, and get to know him and get to be a part of his life. (but if you backstab him. or any of the people he loves, and mistreat his trust, there will be hell to pay you don't fuck with him. or his loves ones people learned that the hard way.) but don't be mistaken there's still that little wall he has up due to his job.

Also I feel like there'd be barely any fights, but if there are (because let's be honest no relationship is perfect) he straight up ignores you, and gives you the silent treatment. until y'all can go your separate ways, clear your heads and then have a conversation and talk it through, he wholeheartedly believes on communication is key.

He's also high key the most patient one, and level-headed out of all the guy's. despite him being Hispanic.

With him being so patient he's the one you need the most when you need to vent/rant/etc. and he'll help you through it rather it be giving you ways to deal with it, or just listening to you, he's there. (you will keep putting him in a trance because he's so in love)

I feel like he's also gotten taken advantage of in past relationships so he's clingy as hell.(he's low-key got abandonment issues and has a terrible anxiety about you leaving him because he isn't "good enough")

Also high key A MAMA'S BOY! (you cannot tell me otherwise.) and with him being a mama's boy he treats you so goddamn well, Straight up Queen treatment. Accidentally got you the wrong thing at the store, oh he'll make it his mission like the world's coming to an end. and will go back and get you the right one even if you beg him not because it was just a misunderstanding mistake.

With him being a mama's boy if you earn her trust, (if you thought earning his trust was hard, OH BABY. you have no idea how hard it is earning his mama's with his job she's always low-key looking out for him rather it be partners/job/day to day life.) and if she falls in love with you. OH HELL YOU BETTER WATCH OUT he ain't ever letting you go.

He's also an amazing cook. like man's straight up grew up in the kitchen with his grandma, and Mama. (cooking is like a sad, but good memory for him. since his grandma passed away it's a way for him to honor her.) oh you want some soup💥 BAM💥 it's right there in front of you. you don't even have to be sick just you alone mentioning you're hungry and he's right there on it.

He lowkey sometimes smokes after a rough mission. (nobody knows about it other than the guys, not even you he doesn't want you worrying about his health.)

Love language, words of affirmation, physical touch.

If you read all this thank you so much! I'm sorry this one wasn't a long one. But I hope it was good I tried my hardest. Reblogs and comments are always much appreciated 🖤

[crispy-crust]

OLD PINNED SUCKS WE MAKIN A NEW ONE

salutations Gays (you probably found me throuGh homestuck or amphibia so there's like a 94% chance you're queer)

my name is Gwen! but i also Go by crispy, marcy, lapis, and moon! i'm currently 17 i am arab! i post a lot of art! i am a bit of an artist i'm aromantic and a lesbian! i'm a sylph of life, a derse dreamer, a fuschia blood, and a true pisces

i'm also a nonbinary transfem (they/she/it pronouns) and i have audhd

quick thinGs you should know about me:

-i make a lot of jokes about killinG myself (never serious) -as previously stated i have audhd and i'm incredibly obsessed with a lot of thinGs so if you talk to me often chances are i'll keep rantinG about the same 4-5 topics -my timezone is Gmt+3 - i use a typinG quirk as you've probably noticed, no i won't stop -i rebloG A FUCK TON of ship art, if women kissinG ain't your thinG then Go away i will be rebloGGinG stephcass -i am a very firm believer of june eGbert, DO NOT TAg ANY ART I POST OF HER WITH HER DEADNAME

my interests!:

-homestuck (spinterest) -amphibia (spinterest) -dc comics (spinterest) -sonic the hedGehoG (spinterest) -tmnt -scott pilGrim -steven universe -pokemon friendlocke -Gwenpool -the muppets -bee and puppycat -ducktales 2017 -tally hall/miracle musical (i do NOT support red tie) -indie Games -and a bunch more stuff!!!!!!

DNI LIST + BYF:

dni: -basic shit, biGots, transphobes, racists, yk -proshippers, zoos, pedos (please die) -overly reliGious -thinks marcy wu was in the wronG (i am so serious i will kill you) -supporters of tally hall's red tie (don't wanna say his name) -just Generally don't be a creep or a dick and you're Good byf: -dc comics readers -amphibia watchers -homestucks -sonic enjoyers -other queer people!!!

links and stuffs

i stream on twitch quite often! come say hi also follow jae for Good measure

i run the semi daily meulin leijon art acc! check it out sometime

i also post a ton of art over here under the #my art taG

we have a discord! hop in and hear me talk about comics a lot

ok thas it thank you for readinG 38)

[neo-neos]

Getting to know your BL mutuals - 2022 Edition

Simple, answer the questions. @ some people. Include the tag 'g2ky BL mutuals 2022' on your post so we can find everyone's answers!

tagged by the lovely @chimerasinourskyline - and @aleng-neng and @dont---just-dont Thank you so much for this <3 It's my first time really interacting with the community in this way and I feel legit honored <3

DISCLAIMER -> I started watching BL literally last month, I am fully 110% new and have been literally binging everything I can get my hands on to get on everyones level of knowledge and passion. If I fuck up a date (aka: came out last year or something) pls do not lynch me it is hard to keep up. I also have not seen everything yet, I am trying to keep up but I can only watch so much in a day. Okay thank you &lt;;3

What has been the BL that took you by surprise this year?

To be fair, ChocoMilkShake -> (I am aware it is still airing but I am pretty sure it will finish airing before the year is over) When I heard the concept I was kinda like ???? Dog??? Cat??? BL???? But I was so happily surprised omg.

Roommates of Poongduck 304 -> I HAVE NO IDEA WHY I DOUBTED THIS IN THE BEGINNING BUT OH MY GOD I LOVE THEM SO MUCH NOW

What has been the BL that you felt a bit disappointed with this year?

To be very very honest... And hear me out here... Big Dragon -> The first episode I was like: OH SHIT LET'S GO??? The spice, the drama the bdsm... but then I was like... Where...Where did that go? I LOVE the couple, like MosBank are hawt... But I feel like MosBank has more chemistry than MangkornYai does and... Idk? Season 2 redemption????? Idk

Cutie Pie -> was a little hard to get through for me at times... Sorry? The couple is great, the story wasn't my fav

The rest of the slightly more disappointing shows are from before 2022 so I won't go on a rant lmfao

What has been your favourite BL this year?

KINNPORSCHE -> Oh my god, this show changed me... Like, I can't even explain in words how... But I literally consume every piece of content I can about the cast because I cannot get enough. I'm gonna rewatch it another 10 times probably?

Love in the Air -> I don't even know how to explain this one tbh, I just love the cast, the characters, the storyline didn't even matter that much to me as long as I got to see them doing their thing.. It had some deeper messages here and there too which I loved.

Blueming -> Do I need to explain this one?

Semantic error -> My first BL, again do I need to explain this one?

(I know it's not done airing but...) Between Us -> as long as it does not take some really hectic turns... It's def a fav for this year at least!

Favourite BL couples (not just of 2022)?

MileApo, Payurain, Prapaisky, WinTeam... I am not really big on remembering ship names yet.. I am trying but I legit forget names in daily life too, and then having to remember IN SHOW ship names and then they also come up with REAL NAME ship names and I have 2 working braincells pls do not do this to me lmfao

If you had to suggest a BL for someone what would it be?

(This didn't have to be 2022 right??? I'm just going to go with no)

Kinnporsche -> this one is mainly a little selfish because I just want more people to see it so I can make more friends lmfao

Not me -> I mean come on... That shit was a masterpiece

Blueming -> Good story fr fr fr

Life - Love on the Line -> Look I loved this so much and I kinda related a lot to this show and that shit HURT but also brought so much comfort????

My beautiful man -> Same as above really lmao

Bad buddy -> I mean it's just good

What's your non-BL favourite for this year?

WEAK HERO CLASS 1

OH MY GOD this show has me in a fucking chokehold and I want to consume everything that has even a VAGUE mention to this show

It is so insanely good

It has some bromance going on so not fully "non-bl" but still.

AnYWAY any questions about this feel free to hit up my askbox or the comments to this thing. Again excuse the noob mistakes if there are any, feel free to point them out kindly to teach me because I love to learn but pls don't come for my throat lmao &lt;;3

I would like to tag: @sunf10wer8 @irishtwinmags @keithblguy

(If ^^^^ any of you already did this and I missed it, I am very sorry, feel free to @ me on the post so I can see it! <3)

[angellayercake]

WIP whenever 

Thank you @honeyynymphh for tagging me :) 

Tagging @xfilesinamajor @zombiequeenblog @gothdaddyissues and @copious-caution (only if you want to) 

This is the start of my ode to Copia’s ass. It’s always on our minds I know but it’s really been doing the rounds over the last week on tumblr and in my brain and this is the result.  

You were rushing down the corridor, a stack of books balanced precariously in your arms. You sent a quick prayer to Satan that anyone coming the other direction had the sense to get out of your way. You had already been delayed while picking up the required books in the library. You couldn’t afford to waste anymore time. 

He had been snappy and irritable all day. Annoyed because Papa had dropped the sermon for this week's mass on him at the last minute adding to his already considerable workload. You were trying to be as understanding as possible. He was stressed it’s natural that he would take some of that out on you, his assistant and lover. But his behaviour was starting to get on your last nerve. 

In your day to day lives he was your superior. As a high ranking member of the clergy you were assigned to assist him in his ever growing list of duties. In your private lives though your dynamic was very different. One of the perks of being a member of the Satanic Church was that sexual relationships were actively encouraged. As long as they were consensual and as long as they didn’t interfere with one's daily duties. So as you had got to know the Cardinal you had no qualms with propositioning him after one too many late nights working by candlelight. And when he had stammeringly told you his preferences with a beautiful blush spread across his cheeks you had known you would have lots of fun together.

You finally arrive at the door to his office knocking quickly to alert him to your presence but not waiting for a response before letting yourself in. You drop the books on the small table just inside the door so you can close it properly behind you and give your arms a little shake to ease the strain from the heavy load. You turn to see him bent over his desk, perfectly rounded ass on display. He had shed his cassock hours ago when you both realised you would be in for a long day leaving him in only his sinfully tight trousers, shirt and suspenders giving you a great view of his shapely figure. Your ogling is cut short when he snaps at you without even turning around. 

‘Sorella, what has taken you so long? I was expecting you back twenty minutes ago. How can I get any work done if you're going to take so long on such a simple task…’ You bite your tongue to stop any retort but as he continues his tirade you feel your already short temper being pulled taut. You know it’s not truely intentional, nevertheless he needs correcting if he thinks that is ever an acceptable way to talk to you. And a bit of a distraction might be exactly what is needed. He will never get any good work done in his current mood and you have the perfect plan already in mind.  

You approach slowly tuning out his continued ranting and then before he can react you place your hand between his shoulder blades and push his torso flush against the desk.

‘I think you owe me an apology Rat. Is that any way to speak to your Padrona?’ His demeanour changes instantly. 

‘Padrona, mie scuse but I have to finish this tonight…’ You press your hand a little more firmly reinforcing his position and stopping his denial in its tracks. 

‘No Rat you won’t get anything done in this state. Let your Padrona help you?’ If he refuses again you will leave him be, but you think he knows as well as you do that he needs this.

[yallemagne]

The fuckin,,, Seward/Van Helsing ship has graduated from being a meh ship to my squick. 

I’m so tired of seeing it pushed in posts and in reblogs, and then no one ever tags the relationship. As if it’s just a no-brainer and I’m supposed to agree with it in order to enjoy any content coming out of Dracula Daily. 

more specific ranting under the cut. This isn’t a callout or anything, it’s purely just me complaining that I am uncomfortable. This is more for reaching out to others who are also squicked out than responding to people who actually ship this. Stop reading if you don’t care or wish to continue making these types of posts. I cannot stop you.

It makes me uncomfortable. Van Helsing is an old man and this younger man’s ex-professor. Van Helsing had a son his age. I don’t like the image of a teacher fucking his students, nor do I enjoy a father-figure fucking his child-figures, but I guess I'm just being irrational here. Not only that, there isn’t a great deal of evidence in the text to point to any attraction from either side. Van Helsing feels remarkably asexual to me, not like a man who would commission sex from his students. But apparently, the very act of Van Helsing coming to visit an ex-student of his is apparently sex-coded. Like asking a mentor for advice is the equivalent of a booty-call. 

Seward was worried that his best friend’s fiancée was dying with an illness he couldn’t identify, so he called up his teacher who might know more, and that’s simplified to “he’s had sex with this man in exchange for knowledge” as if?? that’s?? okay??

And like, all the razzing Van Helsing does not feel like how a person should talk about his partner. If they are/were in a sexual relationship and Van Helsing constantly talks down to Jack and insults him in front of his peers, that is a huge no thanks from me. If you’re dating someone and they are much older than you and belittle you constantly? I just don’t?? Like the implications of that?? 

I prefer to see it as more alined to how a parent or grandparent embarrasses you in front of your friends. Like he’s teasing a no-nonsense man who he knows primarily as that one over-achiever in his class.

I know that quite a lot of people are joking (some are very clearly not), but it frankly puts me off from checking Tumblr for new takes or fanart bc it’s just a bunch of fetishizing teacher/student sexual relationships.

I can’t escape it by blocking a relationship tag bc no one properly tags anything, and I’m not so bitter as to block people making these posts bc that’s like,, blocking everyone. And a lot of them still do make very good content, I just don’t agree with some of it. So I have no real solution to seeing Seward/Van Helsing other than to read the book alone and not participate at all in fandom, which makes me incredibly sad. I don’t suppose I’ll ever go that far, but I have considered it many times. 

[papiliotao]

dear rei,

i’ve coming bearing another letter!! it’s been a bit since i’ve last wrote the other one!! i always liked writing these for you, and always liked having seen yours in my inbox whenever i wake up too. i’ll try to keep this one short for you!!

i always like talking to you a lot; you’ve became something of part of my daily life, even if it’s for a few minutes, it’s something that’ll last for the rest of my day, hoping i’ll have another chance to talk to you soon. even if we weren’t engaged, i’d still feel the same so thank you for that, rei. that and you’re cute. cat pics, playlists, ao3 tags and so on, it’s something that i like talking about you with whenever either of us has the chance to do so.

you drabbles are something i look forward to a lot whenever i see one; i said this before and it’s worth mentioning again, that you don’t have to write these for me, that you can simply write them for yourself, for your blog, but you write them for me to feel better, or as payback, or just for the heck of it - and it makes me feel so, so happy that words can’t describe it whenever i read it over and over. your style of writing is beautiful, rei, and i fall in love with it every time with its details and dialogue. it reminds me over and over again that i’m lucky to have you as a moot, let alone a close one.

next time whenever i have the chance, i’ll write you a longer letter!! just to remind you how much you mean to me, rei!

sincerely,

your future spouse <3

yui <3 you're the sweetest!!

i also enjoy writing letters for you, and i hope to write more in the future hehe :D there are just so many good things to say about you!!

wajfsdf i find talking to you fun too sObs i wish i had more time to talk to you (chances are when i go back to school it will happen less often, unfortunately), but that just means i'll treasure every interaction even more!! i'm glad i proposed when i did because if i didn't, someone else probably would have done it by now hehe. that playlist was honestly so fun to make (mostly because it was goofy), and aLSO THE AO3 TAGS AHFSDUIFH plus, thank you for allowing me to rant about my 28347832 cat pics in your dms <3 i'm way too passionate about cats, and whenever i meet another cat enthusiast, i just feel the urge to send half my cat pic album

the weird thing about the drabbles i write for you is that i somehow manage to write them despite having major writer's block most of the time? like, i'll literally write barely anything for my blog at times, but whenever i'm writing things for mutuals, i actually feel motivated (i think i've said this before, but it's important to emphasize). also, i like seeing your reactions teehee (it helps that i like writing about scara too!!) wajfjsd i'm so happy you like my writing style because i can assure you i love yours just as much <3

if you end up writing a long letter, i'll evaporate and disappear from the face of the planet for a good 10 years

thank you for the letter! it was absolutely adorable and a joy to read!!

[kpophubb]

❥1 уєαя 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 @kpophubb ♡

𝗙𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘔𝘪𝘢,

𝗧𝗼 𝗠𝘆 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝘍𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 ♥︎

It is with the deepest gratitude that I write this- that my beloved blog is finally a year old! 🥺 ᰔ I still can’t fathom the fact that the blog where I began posting some mere moodboards and lockscreen edits would one day turn into my safe space and comfort home and I’d be able to share not only my imaginations through my writings but even express all my rawest feelings by my nonstop ranting. I never knew I’d have people who would appreciate my writings or appreciate me as a person and never believed that I’d be able to ever make any friends here. But fast forward to a year later and It’s still surprising that I have 1.6k people that I can call family. T.T ♡ thank you to every single person here- my loveliest mutuals that I interacted with and may not have interacted with yet, my silent followers here, people who have liked and reblogged my works and even did as little as send an ask or type a comment. Your interactions have made me smile so bright and this blog has been my get away from reality. From all the tough times and anxiety filled daily life- I could take a break and come rushing here to spend time with you all. You all are not only my friends; since you’re the people who make me feel more comforted than ever I’d love to call you guys my family alongside stray kids and enhypen. I’m grateful we met, I’m grateful we talked, I’m grateful we stumbled upon eachother’s tags and posts. I hope a year from now, I am still able to write an appreciation post like this and I hope I have a happier family by then. I hope I’m always able to cause a smile on your faces and ease your stress away and make you feel important and loved. You’re so beautiful and amazing and even if no one else is, I’m proud of you for coming so far in life no matter who you are and where you came from. I hope I can continue to spread positivity and make all of you feel comforted. Love to all. <3 *tightest hugs* ♥︎ *sobs dramatically afterwards*

I’m gonna take this chance to tag three of my sweetest friends here who have made this journey even more beautiful than ever. My angel @goldenhypen I couldn’t be able to smile so much here if it weren’t for your fluffy works that always boosted my delusions (haha) and made me feel comforted. You’re such a ball of light and love for me and thank you for being such a caring and nice friend. I love you. My darling @moonlit-stay , bri I sincerely love you for always vibing with me and sharing the mutual fangirl energy. I admire you as a person too and I hope we can continue to be better friends in the future. You’re so precious. Lastly, my little sweetheart @northsoulss I know you’re inactive right now bc of your o levels but I want you to know that I always miss you and love you. I’m glad I could be an older sister for you and help you through your tough times. I’ll always be here for you no matter what! <3

To anyone and everyone reading this, I hope you have the brightest day ever and all your dreams- no matter how small they are come true. Whenever you need to feel energised and feel better and loved, remember you can always come here! I’ll always welcome you with open arms! ｡^‿^｡♥︎

[lemondoddle]

Every day. Every day I see your post in my recommended; "Hey. Do today's heardle." I do not know what a heardle is. I do not know what force is causing this but I see you every day and I felt like you should know. (This is all light hearted, I am in know way upset at you, I just have that post probably permanently in my brain now-)

thank you for sending this ask because i'm going to go on a bit of a rant because my own post haunts me too.

to explain, heardle is a Daily music game that was created during the popularity boom of wordle. again, it is Daily. you open the site, it gives you the first second of a song and more clips later on and you have to guess which song it is. the song changes every day, have i stressed that enough?

i made that heardle post on july 13th because for that day and that day only the song to guess was the black parade by my chemical romance, and playing the heardle would effectively g-note everyone who participated. so i thought "oh i HAVE to get the tumblrinas to play this" and made a quick lil post and left for work. to my complete and utter joy the post had garnered about 14k notes in a single day with people swearing at me in the tags. i was delighted as now my two most popular posts on here consist of g-noting people and rickrolling people (yeah if you saw that fake classic tumblr post uquiz that was me too)

however. my hubris would soon catch up to me. as i mentioned earlier i made that post on the thirteenth. it's currently the twentieth and Every Single Day my notifications are filled to the brim with people saying its not in their location, spoiling the Daily song for me and countless "i dont get it this is a zz top song whats so funny about that" because the heardle has changed Seven Times since i posted about it and for god knows why everyone keeps interacting with it and i have to keep seeing it. okay i will admit that i did give it an extra bump the other day because it was a weezer song and like come on i had to but im so tired of seeing it

(this is not directed at you anon you seem very nice) i dont care that its not available in your location. i dont care that you dont get the joke. you missed it. stop reblogging my post its one thing to deal with the burden of a popular tumblr post but its another thing entirely for said post to be a one-time for 24 hours only funny. give me a break