#um...is this hate mail? LOL

[claudemblems]

Ew disgusting

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[asexualbookbird]

Okay, so, I didn't read a whole lot this month. Hear me out. I'm not mad about it. I got SO much crafting done across different mediums. Nothing to show for it, really, but I'm having so much fun being creative in a way I haven't felt in a very long time. I think I might actually be able to set up some type of tiny shop about it, too. Got my embroidery machine up and running in a way that allows me to create my own designs, and when I tell you the creative juices are flowing, boy howdy it's like a dam has broken. I also started pokemon Violet, and while that's slow going, I'm having a lot of fun with it. So, no I'm not mad at my reading habits this month.

In the Ravenous Dark by AM Strickland ⭐️⭐️⭐️ - Phew. Okay. This was. A very bumpy ride. The first half was a slog, honestly, and the writing and pacing is not great, but the last third or so reminded me a lot of Beyond the Ruby Veil which was also not outstanding, but it was fun. Fucked up, feral lesbians. Poly family friendship going on. The plot is so basic, the magic neat, the worldbuilding lacking. I would not read it again, but at the end I'm not entirely mad I did.

Dark Matter by Blake Crouch ⭐️ - I don't even know what to say. I didn't expect to be wowed, I went in expecting no more than a mediocre thriller. What I got was A Book Written By A Man™️. How many times can a guy fridge one wife? Infinitely, apparently! I was semi on board until he started fighting his other selves. That was dumb as shit.

The Art of Prophecy by Wesley Chu ⭐⭐⭐⭐ - *Gordon Ramsay voice* Finally, a good fucking book. This took me most of the month to read, but I'm not mad about it. It was nice to sit quietly with this book, and while it took it's time, I never felt bored with it. I can't really pinpoint what keeps it from five stars, and maybe my rating will change in the future, but I did really enjoy this. It has a wonderful cast, everyone felt very real and well rounded, it was bloody, but never felt gratuitously so. It was a good book and I very much want to continue the series.

Favorite of the month was most definitely Art of the Prophecy. Kind of unfair because Dark Matter was such a disaster, but Ravenous Dark had it's perks. Mainly being batshit crazy and ending in polyamory.

My friends, as always, have been incredibly kind to me. I could not have gotten through the last couple months without them. Would like to do a couple of buddy reads in the coming months. I really did like taking my time with a longer book, and I think I'm ready to tackle the final book in the Rook and Rose trilogy. My library also finally got a copy of The Bone Maker on audio and while I haven't listened to an audiobook since December, I'm excited to give that a listen. As always, be kind whenever possible.

[0scill4te]

i go through my mail only a few times a year and i always feel like i barely made a dent when i check/sort/tear up 20 or more of them but i know i did make a dent.

[estrellasxxminis]

A translation of almost EVERYTHING in cool hangout gaem @rainbowxocs

Memory of jose

Note: this is a rough translation of spanish done by Google lens, i didn't put the sentences that were easily understood through lens.

Jose: hi, daisy!

Daisy: hi Jose!! :D

Jose: how are you?

Daisy: I'm bad :/

Jose: because?

Daisy: it's... Um... Complicated...

Jose: hahaha, classic daisy

Daisy: WHAT DO YOU MEAN CLASSIC DAISY?!?!!!

Jose: you never give a direct answer.

Daisy: That's not true!

Jose: yes, you do!! Hahaha

Daisy: I'm going to put you in prison.

Jose: NO!!!!

Daisy: YES!!!!!!

Jose: but think about the children!!!!

Daisy: I TOOK THE KIDS!!!!!!!!

Jose: NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

Daisy: ROFL XD

Jose: lol

Daisy: do you want to play freeze tag?

Jose: yess!! :)

Daisy: kk! Let's go!!!

Jose: let's go!!!!!

Jose: (in morse code) YOU ARE CORRUPTING THIS PLACE.

Other codes at the end of memories

The following contains translations of the codes in the ends of memories

Courtney: (in caesar cypher) she probably hates you now. Look what you've become. (Thanks to @p1x13p1x13p1x13 for translating this one!)

Alex: 251521011850101315141920518.01140121915122120501315141920518 (I actually have no clue on what cypher this is, help is needed!)

Daisy: (in binary code) God, how pathetic.

Elijah: Twr lui xwyfexg zwui yfix I aelu (I actually have no clue on what cypher this is, help is needed!)

Mail from jose

This is the translation for the message sent by jose. It's very short

Jose: hi!

Jose: when you get back I have a game to show you.

Jose: see you!

[mary-inkay-cosmetics]

Hey Boss Babes <3

Hey, Boss Babes 😍😍😍 It's me, Glynda Glytters ✨✨✨, the social media 📳📳📳 coordinator (and Contest 🏅🏅🏅 Coordinator) for Mary Inkay Cosmetics!!!!! 💄🥰💅

FAQ (Frequent Asked Queries!)

How can I sign up to sell Mary Inkay Cosmetics?

You can sign up at www.maryinkaycosmetics.poke/sellers/Glynda-Glitters/starter-kit

Isn't this a pyramid scheme?

Pyramid Schemes are illegal, hun 💅💅💅

Your products gave me a rash!

Um, no it didn't, sweetie, our products are pure and natural! You probably just don't know how to put on makeup! 💅💅💅

Where are your products’ ingredients listed?

Nowhere, silly! What, you think we're going to let someone steal our formula? 😤😤🤨

How many kids do you have?

As a #boymom, I have three boys! Jaxen, Jaxon, and Jaxyn!

How much money do you make?

#sixfigures #retiringmyhusband #andnotwithachainsaw #unlesshedisobeys ✨✨✨✨✨✨

OOC Under the Cut

Ooc: Hiya, it's Xander again, back with another pkmn irl blog, this one's a fake MLM. Don't actually join a multi level marketing company, they're all scams lol. 

Since this a fake company page, Pelipper Mail is off, Magic Anons are off, but please please please send hate anons. Glynda is the cattiest mother of three who's ever existed. She wants to FIGHT. Please please please let her fight! 

[raving-rabbids]

pinned post yay

hi welcome to my cringe ass nae nae baby rabbid roleplay blog. lmao. sorry for being a fan of the rabbids as if its MY fault /silly

most of these posts will have a lot of (intentional) typos

rules um...dont be weird at me no SEX obviously. this blog is NOT serious in the SLIGHTEST do NOT treat it as such. feel free to send the rabbids hate mail i think they deserve it HDKDJDKDJDK

theres three different rabbid "personalites" im going to be using here that ive nicknamed BBBWWWAAAHHH (so very angry, HATES rayman, types in all caps usually bc he SCREAMS), #1 Rayman Stan (LOVES rayman, sweetie pie, types in lowercase usually, uses emoticons a lot :>) & Thousand Yard Stare (ambivalent to rayman. winning the idgaf war. posts shit like "rabbid" and "rabbid 2"), as well as the gaurd from the first raving rabbids game bc i like him (talks pretty simplisticly but is very smart, minimal typos, TYPES IN ALL CAPS LIKE THIS), otherwise the rabbids are non descript lol. pronouns dont matter follow your heart

willing to rp with clh blogs too since rayman is a part of that lol. if you have an issue with me doing this to your clh blog feel free to tell me off

ok ya thanx WAIT BEFORE I GO

cool other rp blogs yay

fakeman clh: @the-rayman-show

ramon clh: @gunsblazingg

cool au version of rayman my friend has: @rayman2beachball

raymesis: @raymanh8r

also heres my other rayman rp blog for the magician (legends/orgins version only): @mrdarksnumberonefan

[adultswim2021]

Mary Shelley’s Frankenhole #9: “Humanitas” | August 23, 2010 - 12:30AM | S01E09

It’s Dr. Frankenstein’s 1000th wedding anniversary with his also-immortal wife, who is expecting a big to-do. Through flashbacks we learn that Dr. Frankenstein drugged her several millennia ago and waited out her having several spouses before him. Then they do some trippy-ass Ricky Morty style SHIZNIT with TIME TRAVEL, where several iterations of Frankenstein all show up in the past to either do or undo Frankenstein making his wife immortal, with every iteration of himself doomed to spend thousands of years in a loveless marriage. Scary stuff!!!

This one is also the one where Jesus shows up, and he’s played by Andy Dick. The Jesus stuff seems pretty shoe-horned in, but there’s some amusing moments even though I detest him. He grabs ass! He steals tools! He’s a disgusting bitch, and I do NOT respect him. I did laugh at the ankle monitor gag, though. 

This one hits a similar note as the Ron Howard show, where a lot of iterations of a person from different timelines all show up at a moment in time, creating a multitude of human doubles occupying the same moment. I think if you have a time travel show, you can only do one episode like that per season AT THE MOST. That said, I prefer this episode to the Ron Howard episode, so if ones gotta go, it's not this one. It's the other one. Now, is that enough INSIGHT from me you BLOOD SUCKERS?

EPHEMERA CORNER:

MAIL BAG:

Whose idea was it to make a show where you have to look at Rob Courdy's bald ass all day in clown makeup? How fucking stupid are they? I can just stare at the cover of Mr. Bungle's self titled album if I wanted to be that retarded.

You don't have to look at it all damn day, that is foolish. Also you can childishly put your hand up and block him out of your eyeline, like my one friend used to do when Beavis and Butt-head would headbang (he claimed that he hated it and it hurt to look at... um... OooooKaaaaay)

From KON:

7 seasons of Better Things, from the twisted mind of Pamela Adlon and no one else, await you on FX and hulu

Uh, more like a seven year bitch

Who would you say is your "favorite family"?

My mom :)

There's currently a sex scandal going on with the Impractical Jokers. I don't know if you are familiar with them but I consider them the first "post-adult swim" american cable comedy act. Anyway one of the Jokers did a horrible sex thing to an unwilling participant. You are gonna read about it on the news. Don't forget the name because it might be important later.

Pokemon Joe/Gatto polls

You ever smoke weed and watch space ghost. Lol.

I don't smoke weed! SHUT UP

The actor who inspired the David Spade character Joe Dirt has died at 75. Tell me all about your Joe Dirt memories and if you think they should show Joe Dirt on Adult Swim. It can't be any worse than Squidbillies amiright?

Do you remember that one time we were making lists of our favorite movies and we were going to make a big list combining all our lists and we invited one of our friends to participate and his tenth favorite movie was Joe Dirt and we immediately disinvited him

Now that the McGruder era of Boondocks is over (and effectively the show is over, the next season makes Games era Ren and Stimpy look good) what is your overall assessment of the show. Did it make you want to check out the original comic? For a guy who worships Sam Hyde you seemed to like it quite a bit more than I would imagine.

First of all, I worship no one. I actually did contemplate ranking my top ten episodes of Boondocks prematurely, but I think I need to stick to my usual custom of watching every episode, even if I know they are bad. The Boondocks is great and I'm sorry I slept on it. And no, the comic is simply NOT a priority. I used to read it very casually but for some reason it never moved me to, say, purchase or check out (from my local library!!!) a booked collection. But I will read it if enough people yell at me about it.

[asexual-spongebob]

Okay so um. I wrote this Fic about one of my Kwazii hcs and I’ve been genuinely afraid to post it. But here it is.

Cranberry Juice

Kwazii stood in the kitchen, it was a cold December night, Christmas was right around the corner. 

Why does everyone only see me as a man? He questioned as he stared at his reflection in his glass of cranberry juice. 

it was as if no one acknowledged them as nonbinary. 

Majority of time, people only referred to it as “he”. Like “Kwazii went to get his stuff.” It was almost never “Kwazii went to get their stuff.” Or “Kwazii went to get its stuff.”

Sure, he was fine with being referred to as “he” but he did wish people would acknowledge his other pronouns.

Shellington had went to get a kelp cake from the kitchen, he need a snack after doing some research. He stood in the door way, noticing Kwazii staring down at his glass as if he was questioning his life decisions.

Is something wrong with him? Maybe I should ask. Shellington decided.

“Hey Kwazii, is something wrong?” Shellington asked, “You’ve been uh… quiet.” The otter adds. 

Kwazii flinched and turned around.

“Oh… I’m sorry… it’s just… I feel like no one acknowledges me they or it pronouns.” Kwazii admitted with a sigh. “It’s like everyone only sees me as a man. Nothing else.” It adds with a frown, glancing down at the floor. 

“Oh… I’m sorry we made you feel that way!” Shellington apologized, pulling the Cheeto furred feline into a hug.

“Is there something I can do to make you feel better?” Shellington asked “Yeah, please use me other pronouns other than just he/him.” Kwazii requested “got it!” Shellington said, giving the Cheeto colored feline a thumbs up.  •••

notes:

okay so um. That was the fic. the reason I was scared to post it is because ive been scared that people will despise me for it or send me rude things in my inbox about it. like hate mail or something . i was afraid they’d say things like “You headcanon Kwazii as amab nonbinary? Go fuck yourself.” but um. I decided to stop being a coward and decided to post it. because I’m pretty sure I was just being paranoid lol.

(Also let me make this very clear. I love literally every trans Kwazii hc out there. I eat that shit up. Like trans man Kwazii? Hell yeah! trans woman Kwazii? Hell yeah! Nonbinary Kwazii? Hell yeah! Etc. everyone is very creative with it! :D ).

[wiktorianala]

New CD came in mail today, so that means, another useless kinda review

Ya, so after quite a time of trying to find this one in good price, I finally got "The Dream Is Over" by PUP. Starting from music, it's cool, I love lyrics, I love the way instruments sound (I feel stupid knowing that I have no idea how to put it into words, especially looking at the point that I finished music school lol). Do I like it more than "Morbid Stuffs"? Uhhh, idk maybe, hard to tell, but yeah my fave songs would be "The Coast" 'n "Pine Point" but honestly they all're amazing. Ok, now second thing- CD itself. It's a paper case. I already once gave my opinion on those, and I will tell this again- I hate them. But other than that, case is in avarage for it size, which is good. I like it's cover on the front. Back is a simple black txt on white bcg. Well it might look a bit boring, but I guess it nicelly fits the front. I not really like print on CD itself- it's just a track list with band and album name (I mean on "Morbid Stuffs" there were thos drawings of pinata, baloon and other stuffs, but I guess the case why on this one is just txt, might be that album cover is a photo rather than illustration). Oh yeah, and I guess last thing is like, there's always this smoll book inside. This one is just like in Morbid, a two sided paper with lyrics and doodles. It's cool, I like it. Honestly it's my 2nd CD from PUP (and I guess it's obvious which one was my first), but if in future I would find other one('s), too not expensive as hell, I will probably buy them, 'cuz their music goes hard... I don't know how to end... Um bye ig!

[pumpkinstrawbrew]

I desperately want to draw Batcrow, but I’m unfortunately going through an art block right now. If you don’t mind, I hope I can ask you for a prompt, since I do believe you are THE Batcrow shipper. Besides, I think it’s a win win, considering that there is little content of this pair, this would be a free treat, as I haven’t made any contribution in the tag yet. Any will do by the way, be it sensual; romantic; I’m down for it! And once I’m done, I’ll leave it in your mail teehee~

blocks are honestly a rather annoying thing. esp if you have free time an’ motivation, but no ability to do anything with it. that’s just evil of our brains. either way, i’ll be glad to help, if i can! an’ oh, that’s a real bandage of honor right here! hehe. [blushes] i’m happy to be your local batcrow preacher! i know there should be more of us scarebat believers out there. even if not all are vocal.

but alright, so prompt. i’m not sure what exact version you gravitate towards more or which one you like the most, i’ll do my best to try an’ give you fairly ‘loose’ concepts, that can be calibrated / tweaked into what you might be possibly aiming for. an’ ah, mailed in my in-box? i’m very honored! what a thing to log in to, it would be! 

so um, first on the menu is what bats can do with all those ropes / belts, that many jonathan’s have as part of their costume. i always feel like they are perfect for gripping an’ tugging an’ also if we take into account jon’s noose, it’s like bruce can press his fingers under the rope around his leg / waist / wrist an’ keep him in place by the noose or collar piece. jonathan doesn’t have a lot of things he can grab in return. bruce’s cape, his belt, the sharper ends of his gloves *if he have those pieces in his design* but that's like a stalemate. also touching that can be used in different manner, rougher or gentlier one. as a way to press foward or to confuse. i also always thought, that it's funny that in some comic versions, jonathan have so many ropes around him, that bruce can literally use these to tie him up, if he wanted to lol. costumes are really such a big part of superhero media, that it kinda upsets me a tad, when people keep complitly disregarding those in stories *less so in arts tbh* that's like hating extra toping to your ice cream. so many sexy an' intimate things can be done with it, esp bc in most other media, there isn't an actually reasonable way *besides idk, a halloween party* to make someone wear latex or specific piece of clothes, like mask or gloves.

marks. another bluntly intimate / sexy aspect about the whole superhero thing is how usually there is always a fight / a scuffle, a way to touch, that doesn't even always have to be fist to the face. personally, when i think about them actually leaving marks on each other *purposely or not*, i think that crane scratches a lot? the sheer fact that BTAS an’ earlier comic designs depict the ends of his gloves as lil claws can be such a good tool. or even jon’s exposed fingers in arkhamverse, where he has needles on the other hand. in turn, bruce can squeeze him pretty strongly, the sort of gesture, that makes skin burn, bones ache, but if they do it during intimacy, be it a kiss or smth more heated, that’s like a try to attempt an’ communicate things. funny enough, i don't think that any of them are esp bitey *besides vampire AU* but then again, bit lip or tongue? or just generally small bite. maybe, jon can bite bruce's hand lol. he's not above it, i imagine. as well, as bruce won't be above to pettily shove his fingers deeper into his mouth or bite him in return lol. just pure shock of them being childish toward one another, but also like....lol, he's biting me. what. no one does that.

them reacting to each other’s compliments. while crane’s way of complimenting bruce is always hilariously abrasive an’ not self-aware at all, i wonder what it might have been if jon was more focused on a certain aspect of him. like his arm muscles. or his face *what he can see of it if the mask is on* an’ actually be accidentally poetic about it. jon read a ton of books, he actually might have a way with words, usually he just doesn’t operate in that way. but scarecrow waxing poetry about bat an’ making bruce feel squirmy under compliments is a good thing to imagine. naturally, he gets a lot of praise as batman an’ bruce, but those are usually just super surface level vs someone, who stares at him an’ thinks that he’s the most attractive an’ alluring man, who ever lived lol. an’ in return, bruce showering jon in praise can make different versions of him take it differently, but all be blushy an’ confused to certain extend. batman finding a new method to ‘torture’ him like that be smth else. just compliment him till he makes a noise, like he’s dying, bc he can’t handle it. like closed off body language, lower heads, or general perplexed expression on either of them. heh. 

an’ this one for funzies, like how would jon carry bruce? bruce can do it with ease. jon is light an’ thin. but if it’s the other way around, could at least some versions of crane pull it off? not to drag the bat by the legs, but actually try an' hold his weight.

i hope, some of it might be helpful / inspirational enough. i’ve tried to keep fairly detailed, but also with a leeway for you to imagine, add smth of your own.

[servin-up-surveys]

survey #221

Have you ever hit an animal with your car? No, but in the last year, my mom hit a squirrel for the first time in her life while I was in the passenger's seat. I was fucking devastated, and so was Mom. It was either hit the squirrel or the car in the other lane, and the squirrel was panicking going back and forth so it just stayed in the road longer than if it had just run across.

Favorite ride at the amusement park? I don't go to enough of these to really know. I know I enjoyed the Ferris wheel the last time I went to one.

Do you have many followers on your Tumblr? On my main one I have *checks* 142. It's a rather small community (on Tumblr, anyway, they're one of the biggest international bands in the world) that I post about. On this survey blog, it's 21.

Do you tan easily? Absolutely not, I just burn.

Are you expecting something in the mail? No.

Do you inspire others? I cannot imagine others being inspired by me.

Are you healthy? No, I'm not.

Three things you try to avoid as much as possible: Confrontation, gaining more weight, and situations that give me anxiety.

Number of jeans in your closet: I haven't worn jeans since high school.

Do you follow fashion? Nope.

Do you have a big butt? No, I got that Hank Hill ass & I hate it

Do you count how long you and your gf/bf have been together? I do. I like celebrating anniversaries, so. I don't think time together matters much, but. I keep track anyway.

Rihanna or Lady GaGa? Gagaaaaaa

What's your worst interior design nightmare: Um... probably overcrowding. I've never thought of this. Or just REALLY obnoxious colors.

Are you one of those people that often feel sorry for yourself? Meh, not often. I think it's okay to sometimes, like sometimes you just get a really unfair deck to play and I think it's okay to be upset about it, but I think obsessing over it is a very negative move as far as self-care and acceptance of life goes.

Three persons you would like to thank: My mom, Girt, and the psychiatrist who really helped me get my life back after Jason.

Is your closet disorganized? No.

Do you like to cuddle with your S.O. or do you prefer your space? I am a massive cuddler with him unless I'm hot.

What TV shows do you watch on a regular basis? Literally only Naked and Afraid with my mom. It's our dinner thing if an episode is out, lol. I have no real idea how that became "our show" but it did.

Does it make someone a racist if they’re not attracted to a specific race? "That is not how I understand racism. Attraction can indeed be informed by one's prejudices, but on the flip side, there are plenty of bigots who are also very into the idea of fucking the people they're bigoted towards. Who someone wants to fuck is not at all a reliable litmus test for whether they respect those same people and the cultures they belong to." <<< I fully agree with this.

Are you happy with the size of your bedroom? It does the job for me, sure.

Do you add people you don’t actually know on Facebook? No, you have to be at the bare minimum an acquaintance that actually interests me as an individual.

What’s the longest you’ve liked someone without doing anything about it? Idr.

What’s the relationship status of the last person you talked to? My mom is single.

Think of the person from your past that hurt you the most. Is there anything you would like to say to that person? That I'm sorry for how I acted after we broke up.

Does your mom like the last person you kissed? She loves him.

Are you a forgiving person? I'm too forgiving and I know that for fact.

Who did you last have a heart-to-heart conversation with? Girt, I think.

Do you believe that there’s good in everybody? I don't think so. At least, I think people can become to where there's no longer good in them. I don't think people are born that way or something.

Do you use reusable shopping bags to reduce waste? No, admittedly. Granted, we always get our groceries picked up (employees bring our order to the car), so they're already all in plastic bags.

Where were you going the last time you were a passenger in a car? Girt was bringing me home from his house.

Do your parents have a strong relationship together? Hell fucking no.

When was the last time you attended a religious service of any sort? Many years ago when Colleen was going through an extreme devout Christian phase and I happened to be living with her at the time.

Do you think there are more dimensions than what we’re able to perceive? Meh, I don't think so. I don't completely reject the possibility, though. What do I know, if I can't perceive it?

Do any of your neighbors have loud children? I don't hear them, anyway.

What is the hardest part of your life right now, and what is the easiest? I think the hardest part is not having any sort of employment. I think I make it pretty clear I want to be a self-employed photographer, but that's not easy to achieve, at all. Not having a job plays a massive role in my depression, and for just being insanely fucking bored nearly all the time. Which further feeds my depression, and lately has been causing my anxiety to ramp up, too, because I'm so bored and understimulated that anxiety can just bulldoze its way into focus. Then there's the obvious factor to not having a job: I don't have my own money (I don't receive help from the government), which in our society, feels fuckin' bad. I can't help my mom (who I live with) financially, and she's deep in the fucking hole with money right now. We don't even have a working car right now. If our landlord wasn't who it is, I can assure you we wouldn't have a home right now. I kinda wish for my own sake Mom wouldn't even talk to me about this stuff because I can't fucking help. Uh. For the easiest part of my life... I'm sure SOME people would argue being unemployed, I don't have a lot of responsibility, but it's fucking hell and I promise you there's not a damn thing to envy. I'd rather be DOING shit and supporting myself instead of having to rely on my mommy for everything like a newborn. I guess in MY opinion... it'd be having a house at all? Mom and I hate it here, like a lot, but at least we're not sleeping in the cold or fighting for shelter from the rain. I don't even like talking about this, living on the streets is my biggest fear and it's just more terrifying knowing how easily that could be us. We were already homeless once, but at least we had people to house us. I'm in a bad mood after this question lmfao

If you are struggling with chronic illness right now, what are five of your worst symptoms? Anhedonia, negative self-image and thoughts, general sadness, lack of motivation, and existing in a haze sometimes/feeling like a zombie.

What is your favorite social media platform at the moment? Tumblr. I love the people I associate with there and I feel like it's a much more politically left place (yes I'm full aware not everyone is and dark corners exist) than the shit I see on Facebook and stuff. I USE Facebook more, but it's so easy to get pissed off there at the shit you see. I think Tumblr is definitely better at catering towards your interests and stuff. Like no, Facebook, I had no interest in seeing a proud-as-hell father and his son posing with bloody wolves they'd shot to look as if their corpses were smiling at the camera. (I might be banned from that page <333333)

Do you have trouble forgiving people who hurt you? I've always been too forgiving, but I've definitely gotten better at protecting myself and knowing letting people back in is not always a healthy choice.

What is something that is hard for most people but is easy for you? uh idk

What is something that is easy for most people but is hard for you? The most basic of social interactions. Being open about things I like, if it's not online (like I feel like that's a super exciting topic for most people irl???? meanwhile I wanna throw up).

What is your favorite color, and do you own a lot of things in that color? Pink. Uh... not really, I think.

List three things you have survived. A suicide attempt to be literal, asthma attacks, and homelessness.

When was the last time you had someone pray with you? hell if i know

List five of your favorite female singers. Sharon den Adel, Angela Gossow, Amy Lee, Alissa White-Gluz, and Maria Brink.

When was the last time you got ice cream from an ice cream truck? oh I have zero idea

Do you celebrate the 4th of July, and if so, how did you celebrate it this year? lol no, the U.S.A. can burn for all I care. Mom just made burgers and s'mores so I ate those and that's it.

Who was the last of your friends to have a baby? That I know of, Bethany.

Have you ever been pregnant? No, let's keep it that way.

What color was the last pair of flip-flops you wore? Mine are black.

Are you happy at the moment? Why or why not? No. I just haven't been lately.

What is one thing about your life you hope will never change? I hope I always absolutely adore and aim to educate on and protect animals.

How would you describe your journey so far in your 20s? Shit's sucked. Shit's been a rollercoaster. Shit's been frustrating as hell. Shit's been confusing.

What role does music play in your life, and are there any songs or artists that have had a significant impact on you? I fucking love music. Ozzy Osbourne and Rammstein are the only two I consider having had "significant" impacts on me.

What are some activities or hobbies that bring you joy and help you relax? Creating through writing, photography, or drawing, reading, playing video games, hanging out with my boyfriend, sitting on the porch swing at my sister's house with Mom and watching the kids play, watching a variety of YouTube videos, scrolling the Internet...

What are your thoughts on marriage and starting a family? Is it something you envision for yourself? I want to get married, but I don't want kids. I feel ready to move in together by now, but that's a very unfair thing to want, because then I'd be his financial responsibility instead of only Mom's. We've seriously talked about me and working and Girt really doesn't care if I never do (he's pretty fortunate with his job and he's probably going to keep climbing the ladder there), even though it's anxiety-inducing to him because he worries about what happens to me if he dies or something. But ultimately, he's fine if I'm a stay-at-home wife, which he knows I don't WANT to be and he very much encourages me to keep pursuing photography or art in general, but if that's how it happens, well. My point is though, I should really be patient.

Are there any specific skills or areas of knowledge you would like to develop or improve upon? I would like to become certified to handle venomous snakes, solely for the purpose of relocation if I know someone who needs to get rid of one. I'm very protective of all snakes, but I have a soft spot for venomous species since they're so quickly killed by people, even if they just SUSPECT it's venomous. Or if it's just a snake at all... I've taught myself to be able to identify all my local snakes (although I can't differentiate species of Nerodia, I just know a water snake when I see one), so I can guarantee I'd be able to recognize the venomous species that live in my area, and with certification, I could safely transport them away from where they could be harmed. I wanna point out that I would NEVER handle a venomous species with my bare hands; that ain't my jam. I would never go beyond a snake hook.

How do you navigate and make decisions about your career path and professional growth? lol I am not the person to ask this. I barely know what I'm doing. YouTube channels by self-made artists sharing their experiences save me

[arnesia]

tagged by @jiubilant! i never know who to tag for these things so if you see this and want to do it too feel free! just pretend like i tagged you :3

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

0, i don't use ao3 lol

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

also 0 B)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

tes! but i do original fantasy writing as well. that's @vosh-rakh and @saintsmith respectively

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

by tumblr notes instead of kudos: 1: delivering mail by cliffracer (143 notes) 2: clavicus vile's trick on trinimac (107 notes) 3: dagoth ur (95 notes) 4: on the starlit architecture of the ayleids (74 notes) 5: the man who sold the world (72 notes)

5. Do you respond to comments?

not typically! i do read them and appreciate them very much though!

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

there's a few contenders! malcius' funeral, the bitter coast, clockwork shears, right where it belongs, the "last chapter" of "a window, open and closed", maybe this one about gortwog and lysandus, trinimac and kyne, and... i'm gonna stop there. as you can see i write a lot of angsty endings

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

i guess the most unambigiously happy ending would be on "bullseye, catseye" . but there's relatively happy endings elsewhere

8. Do you get hate on fics?

i don't think so? not that i remember at least.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

nope! the most i do is imply the sex lives of my characters when it's relevant (or funny). not super comfortable writing outright smut

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

nope! never have and don't have much interest in it

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

don't think so!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

nope!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic?

there's definitely been some back-and-forth and help with editing on some fics, but i wouldn't say "co-written" on any of them

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

ku-vastei/ashiri or trinimac/boethiah!

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

madstone tbh. that one had such promise and it taught me a lot about writing longer fic. but idk i lost interest ig

16. What are your writing strengths?

i've been told my dialogue is good! and i think people have said my use of poetic language is attractive as well? idk

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

describing things. i'm kind of godawful at like...describing rooms and people and stuff i think.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language?

i mean, it's cool ig? i've never really done it though

19. First fandom you wrote for?

um. homestuck. sorry

20. Favorite fic you've written?

ABSOLUTELY "means and ends." intensely proud of that one, and it wouldn't have been as good as it turned out if it weren't for the lovely editing help of the person who tagged me to do this, @jiubilant!

[queermania]

I don't have any hate mail to send (I think you're awesome) but I'd like to see more of your home improvement projects 👀

oh! um yes of course. thank you for asking : ) i haven't done anything recently (because money and health) but one of the first things i ever did was take this disaster situation

and buy this bench for like $10 from offerup

and do this

with all the camera bags and stuff in their own new shelving (also something i got from offerup for super cheap and then painted/hung)

which is very simple and not that impressive but it makes me happy and i made that color for the bench myself and i'm proud of that lol

also i know i have a bunch of posts on main about things i've done but this is the only one i could find

[mcalhenwrites]

So in preparation for moving, I'm going through all my stuff. I have a donation box, I have stuff I need to mail people (esp if I can get to some WIPs of gifts I have)... It's a bit overwhelming, bc health is so bad that getting everything done is hard. (That's also why I started packing last week. I know I can't do it at once with my low spoons.)

The elephant was made for a friend but I haven't talked to him in a long while (we just fell out of touch) and the poor thing is homeless, and this baby blanket continues to be unsold. I really wish I could place them somewhere and actually make some money (which would help, bc moving + S&H of some of the gifts I want to finish and send). But yeah. (Also, I hate etsy, I only use it to shop, and a lot of the artists I was buying from are begging for people to use their shops from their own websites due to the cut etsy takes these days. I don't have resources or web know-how, so... yeah. Whatever. haha.) Also, I miss my gremlin cat, she fucked up these (seahorse is mine iirc, but she got the cat charm's ear)... I really think the cat charm isn't too bad, maybe it could have a home someday too.

Then there's my collection of shit that I just... have either finished or is nearly finished or just needs a little more work?

I don't remember what stitch I was even USING on that baby blanket. The bunny just needs sewn. (Hate.) Same with the fucking pumpkin, that square bit of orange ombre. XD ACE FLAG TURTLE... That was supposed to be for a friend. Appa??? (I have yet to watch Avatar, meant to and never did, but I THINK that's the name) TEEPO (for myself) (I might be able to salvage it?) Um... Tikki from Miraculous Butterfly bc I wanted to make her, but never fucking finished... A PIG? A BUNNY? DUMPLING? CAT? I don't know. It's a fucking graveyard. This is only a dent in my WIPs, bc I still have Willow, Tessa, Lester (all OCs)... I packed Tessa and Lester away though. They'll wait till after the move. I want Willow done... if I can settle on his design finally LOL I also found a friend who runs a studio who'll take a bit of yarn I don't want off my hands. (Same one that Appa??? is meant for, actually, so maybe I can send it all together???) AND I FOUND IGNIS I WILL FINISH HIM FOR LATT I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD I WILL NOT LET THAT POOR MAN GO UNFINISHED (plus he can be sent with other stuff) And I know I have a sore spot about people always interacting with my crochet but ignoring my writing especially when I said, "I'm quitting crochet bc of fibro and to focus on my writing" and people reacted badly to the news, as if I wasn't posting shit like this years before I quit:

Yeah. Not sad that's behind me. ;A; Especially when I'm posting stuff like this and still wholly feel this sentiment:

And never had time to do it. And it felt like no one cared, and only recently does it feel like finally people do want my writing. IDK it's painful. It's a mess. I don't know if I can easily go back to crochet. If I do, I have to be so fucking careful to never fall into this pit, and I honestly am anxious about this post bc it's clear I do want to make gifts... but that attracted so many bad characters into my life. The free pattern demands, the free gift demands, some people being one week into trying to be my friend and thinking they're being crafty sending me amigurumi pictures of their favorite characters and going "I wish I had this" COOL GO LEARN TO CROCHET :) And people seeing what I did and never even commenting on my work, just going "pattern?!" or going "how did you do such and such and such" as if I am an instructor with all the free time in the world.

So that's why I only post OCs, and why I have told people not to share their gifts if they do get them... or to just simply not credit me if they post them. Do not leave a trail back to me. XD So yeah, weird history with crochet, but... maybe I'll get some OCs done after I clear stuff out. Focus on myself, bc I never do, despite saying I will. I seldom make myself the things I want to. And it's my time, materials, and spoons! Also, no, if I finish stuff, I'm not posting images unless it is OC related, unless it's a rare time like now that I'm okay with displaying a few projects. Which is nearly never. I have my writing back. I'm still depressed af, but mental health is still tons better bc I stopped guilting myself that my writing time needed to be crochet time. I missed it so bad. Not crying bc I am relieved, nope. :') (I'm crying.)

[effetsecndaires]

— 𝐂𝐀𝐌! 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐

➺ PAIRING | gyutaro shabana x fem!reader.

➺ CONTENT WARNING | modern setting, gyutaro is human, camgirl reader, sex work, mention of sex, oral (male receiving - not from reader), masturbation. wc: 3k

➺ NOTE | this chapter was supposed to be much longer, but I sadly had to split it in two parts. I'm not satisfied with it at all but what's new lol 🧚🏻‍♀️ not proofread (if I read it again i might gauge my eyes out) i'll update AO3 tomorrow :3

CHAPTER 1 | CHAPTER 3

He’s fucked. Absolutely, utterly fucked. He’s read the mail approximately fifty times already, blinking many, many times just to make sure he wasn't hallucinating.

His stomach twists and he has to swallow back the nauseous feeling in his throat. Damn it. What the hell was he thinking? He doesn’t have money to throw around like this. That damn donation had been impulsive, a split-second decision fueled by the rush of pleasure he felt on the moment.

Now it’s hitting him. Hard. His bank account is already bleeding dry, his sister depends on him and he’s been stretching their groceries for days already.

Gyutaro runs a hand through his hair and swears under his breath, tugging at the roots.

Maybe it’s not too late. He can always message the site and plead for a refund… right? Surely they can do something about it? His leg bounces anxiously as he stares at the screen, trying to figure things out.

“Onii-chan!”

He slams the laptop shut, startled.

Within the next seconds Ume is storming into his room and throwing herself at him, her arms wrapping tightly around his shoulders.

“Hey, get off me.” he tries to wriggle out of her tight embrace, though not putting much effort into it. His voice holds a note of exasperation as he turns to look at her, her arms still firmly wrapped around his neck. “what's that for?”

“I may or may not have a favor to ask…” Ume drags out.

Gyutaro rolls his eyes, though there's no actual irritation behind the gesture.

“I’m going out with my friends tonight and, well, you know, I can't exactly go out without any money. You promised I could have a little extra cash this month.” Ume announces, her voice soft and innocent, as if the right tone might do the trick. Gyutaro groans, scratching the back of his neck and looking at his lap nervously.

Great. That's exactly what he needs right now. But she’s right—he did promise her extra cash this month. Cash he just blew on some camgirl he’s gotten far too obsessed with.

His cheeks flush in embarrassment, and he tries to keep his tone neutral so as to not let it show.

“...You know we're tight on money, Ume.”

“I know, but I haven’t been out in weeks!” she unwraps her arms from him, moving to sit on his desk instead, her legs dangling off the edge. Gyutaro's heart drops at how close she is to the laptop, afraid that she might grab it and come face to face with the mail. His fingers begin to subconsciously scratch his arm as a distraction.

“I…listen, I get that,” he says, his voice strained and apologetic. “But we really can’t afford any extras right now. We’re barely covering the basics. I’m sorry, Ume.”

“But please?” she interrupts, her eyes widening in that innocent way that always makes it hard for him to refuse. “Just this once? I swear I’ll pay you back as soon as I can! Come on, please!” she interjects, her voice suddenly sharper. “I’m not asking for much! Just enough for a night out with my friends. You act like I’m asking for the world or something.”

He hates saying no to her.

He always does his best to give her everything she needs, even if it means stretching himself thin—taking on extra shifts, sacrificing sleep, and pushing through exhaustion. It’s been this way for as long as he can remember and he's fine with it, as long as it keeps Ume happy. But this time, he can’t give himself the luxury to give in, not when he’s already made a mistake that’s left them $250 deeper in the hole.

“Besides, didn't you get paid this week?” she continues.

He swallows hard, scrambling for an explanation that sounds believable.

“Yeah, I did.” His scratching comes to a halt, his hands balling into fists instead so he doesn’t give into the itch. “But I had to cover some things first. You know…bills… insurance, n’stuff. It all adds up quickly,” he says, hoping the vague answer will be enough to satisfy her. “There just wasn’t much left over this time.”

Ume sighs, muttering a dismissive 'whatever’ as she hops off the desk. Gyutaro’s guilt only intensifies when she dramatically rolls her eyes, but he knows she’ll get over it.

Right?

Fucking hell.

“Ume, wait.”

Ume pokes her head back into the room, her face twisted in a small, disappointed frown as she watches him reach into his pocket. Gyutaro pulls out a crumpled twenty-dollar bill from his wallet and hands it to her.

"That's all I’ve got right now. I’m sorry, okay? I’ll… I’ll make it up to you next month, I swear…"

He was planning on paying their groceries with that money, but he can't afford to disappoint her again and raise her suspicions.

Ume hesitates, then finally takes the money, her fingers brushing his as she snatches it from his hand.

"Fine," Ume mutters, turning on her heel and heading for the exit. Just as she reaches the door, she pauses for a second, her hand on the knob. For a moment, Gyutaro thinks she might say something, maybe even offer some kind of forgiveness. But she doesn’t. Instead, she swings the door open and leaves without another word.

As Ume walks away, her footsteps echoing down the hall, Gyutaro gets up from his chair and starts pacing anxiously around the small room, his mind racing. He can’t stop thinking about this damn mail—the cheery, oblivious gratitude of a stranger who doesn’t know the havoc she’s unwittingly caused.

He pulls out his phone and opens the app once more to stare at your message, a sick feeling rising in his throat again.

There's no going back now. He's given you the money, and you've thanked him for it. Asking you directly for his money back would be… well, that would be a terrible fucking idea, wouldn't it?

You’d probably think he’d sent the money just to taunt you and take it back, and there’s a good chance you'd end up banning him from your streams entirely.

He rakes his brain relentlessly, trying to find a solution, but there truly isn't much he can do. There’s no way he can just ask for it back—not without looking pathetic or like a complete asshole. He'll just have to ask for longer shifts, endure more sleepless nights and get the damn money back by working his ass off. Damn it.

He locks his phone and drops it onto his bed before heading for the bathroom.

Maybe a shower could help clear his mind.

-

The rest of the day goes by excruciatingly slow. Gyutaro drives Ume to school, attends class after class, but his mind is a thousand miles away. Science, history, English—it’s all background noise, none of it sticking. His thoughts keep drifting back to you, your mail, and the stupid, aching frustration that he still hasn’t figured out what to respond to you.

And then there’s the matter of the name. You want to know his name, and he'd be lying if he said this wasn't messing with his head more than the whole money incident itself.

What could he even say to that? His real name is out of the question, too risky, too personal.

Well. It should be, at least.

But the idea of you addressing him directly, calling him by his own name instead of some meaningless nickname… it’s so damn tempting.

He knows that most people wouldn't overthink it so much. If any of the regulars from your chat received an email like this—something he’s sure has happened before— they'd probably get straight to the point and ask for something specific; for you to say their name while you touch yourself or some other nasty request along those lines.

But Gyutaro is terrified—no, mortified—by the idea of speaking to you directly. He’s always been too nervous to even comment regularly in your chat, so how the hell is he supposed to mail you directly and ask you to do something just for him?

This sounds like absolute hell.

He lets out a heavy sigh. He sits slouched in the back row of his math class, barely aware of the teacher droning on about some equation he couldn’t care less about.

His eyes are glued to the screen of his phone under the desk, the cursor of the blank email draft blinking mockingly at him. He isn't even trying to hide his disinterest in the lesson— his teachers have long since given up on getting him to pay attention. He's just another body in the classroom, as long as he’s quiet and doesn’t cause trouble.

He’d much rather save what little energy he has for his part-time job, where at least he gets paid to do something.

He starts typing, then pauses. His thumb hovers over the keyboard as he reads the words back to himself:

"hi, I'm a huge fan. I was wondering if..." He stops, cringes, and immediately hits backspace.

"hey, I've been watching your streams for a while and I don't really know what to ask for..." He lets out a frustrated tut, trying not to make too much of a fuss. He deletes the whole thing, his fingers trembling slightly.

After a long pause, he starts again:

"dear vixen,”‘Dear Vixen’. Seriously? What’s this, some kind of formal letter? He stares at the empty screen, fingers hovering over the keys but unable to move. Finally, he locks his phone and crosses his arms onto the desk, glancing at the clock before burying his head in them.

Still forty minutes to go.

–

If you ask him, he’d love nothing more than to walk home and collapse into his bed to sleep the rest of the day away, but no. He had to promise Tengen that he would show up for his stupid birthday party.

Not that he gives a damn about what Tengen wants nor does he take orders from him, but he's sick and tired of everyone constantly pestering him about staying in all the time. So, to shut everyone up, he’s reluctantly agreed to go to this party he has zero interest in. At least Ume will be delighted to know he's actually made an effort to leave his room, that's a plus.

But now he’s stuck here, not only dealing with Tengen’s larger-than-life personality but also watching him parade around with his three girlfriends, all of them fawning over him like he's some kind of God or something. Just seeing him bask in all that attention, acting like the center of the universe makes Gyutaro’s skin crawl. God really does have his favorites and he sure as hell isn't one of them.

He makes a beeline for the bar and grabs a drink, more to have something in his hands than out of any real desire. The cup feels cool against his skin as he leans back against a wall, scanning the room with detached interest. People are everywhere—dressed to impress, laughing too loud and clinking glasses like this night is the highlight of their year, and he tries not to grimace when a group of Tengen’s friends spot him. Of course it has to be the Hantengu siblings, those loud, arrogant bastards.

“No way! Look who decided to crawl out of his cave!" Karaku’s voice booms from across the room as he makes his way over, a wide grin plastered on his face. "Didn’t think you’d actually show up, man."

Gyutaro grunts in response, taking a sip of his drink. "Yeah, well… here I am."

Kaigaku props an arm against the wall and leans in a little too close for his liking, his voice dropping into something almost conspiratorial. "You planning on getting lucky tonight?"

Gyutaro just rolls his eyes, but Kaigaku isn't done.

“You seen that chick in the red dress? Bet she'd go for a guy who’s been locked away for too long. They love that brooding look, y’know?" Gyutaro’s jaw tightens, but he doesn't answer. He takes another slow sip from his drink instead, the bitterness of the alcohol grounding him. Karaku leans forward and gestures with his drink, pointing toward another girl across the room. "How about the one over there? She’s been eyeing every guy in here. She'd probably be easy to get alone."

“Like I give a damn.” Gyutaro mutters.

"Oh, come on! Why not?" Karaku pushes, throwing an arm around him with a sly grin. "You’re not gonna score standing in the corner all night, man. Gotta put in some effort."

Gyutaro shrugs off Karaku’s arm with a scowl, the familiar bubbling irritation starting to surface.

“Maybe leave him alone,” Aizetsu chimes in, trying to offer a little mercy. "He’s here, that’s all that matters."

Karaku rolls his eyes and takes a swig from his cup, muttering something about doing it himself before disappearing back into the crowd of people. Aizetsu stays, though, his presence less intrusive. He doesn't say anything more, which Gyutaro appreciates.

As the night dragged on, Gyutaro found himself drinking more than he intended. One cup turned into two, then three, the alcohol numbing the edges of his growing discomfort. If he was going to survive the evening, he needed something to dull the noise—both around him and in his head.

He quickly lost count of how many drinks he’d downed, and by the time the clock hit midnight, he was pleasantly buzzed, his problems momentarily forgotten.

He found himself laughing at Karaku’s stupid jokes, let Tengen hand him another drink, and even managed a casual conversation with strangers he initially didn't care to know.

And, well…

He may or may not have gotten his first blowjob ever.

He’s not entirely sure how it even happened. One moment, he was awkwardly chatting with this girl Sekido introduced to the group—a pretty brunette in a tight black dress with an easy laugh and way too much confidence. Not even his type. She had leaned into him while they talked, her hand brushing his arm now and then, her perfume cutting through the haze of sweat and alcohol in the air. And then, somehow, they’d slipped away from the main party area, her fingers lightly tugging at his hand guiding him to a quiet, shadowed corner of the house.

Gyutaro barely had time to process what was happening when he found himself pressed against a wall, her hands deftly undoing his belt and pants as she knelt down in front of him and started blowing him.

He came embarrassingly fast, and he didn't even get to know the girl’s name before she wiped her mouth and walked away, slipping back into the crowd like nothing had happened. He'd sort of hoped to get her number at least, but he knew not to get his hopes up. She'd probably lost a bet or something — nothing to get excited about.

It was a strange first time for sure, but he's not mad about it.

-

By the time morning comes, Gyutaro is a mess. He's slept maybe an hour or two at most, the alcohol and nicotine from the night before leaving him with a pounding headache and a bitter taste in his mouth.

He's not even sure how he got back home, honestly. His thoughts are totally blacked out.

He drags himself off the couch, his body aching from sleeping in an awkward position. He stumbles into the kitchen, his mind still hazy from the previous night, searching for something - anything - to soothe his pain.

He finds some painkillers in the cabinet, dry-swallowing them before grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge. The cold liquid feels soothing on his dry throat, and he takes a few more gulps to try and settle his churning stomach.

He glances at the clock, noticing that he has just enough time to shower and get ready before work. With a sigh, he shuffles into the bathroom, stripping off his rumpled clothes and stepping under the hot spray, letting the water wash away the remnants of the previous night.

His brain won't shut off, though; thoughts tangled between trying to remember the girl’s face from last night and the constant second-hand embarrassment from his own nagging stupidity. But it’s your face that keeps slipping into his mind, uninvited, pulling his thoughts back to the main issue.

He fucked up with that one. Like, seriously fucked up.

It wouldn’t hurt to check if a refund’s possible, right? It wouldn't look good at all on his part, he knows that, but fuck. He made a mistake and he has to do everything he can to fix it.

He dries his hand in his towel nearby and reaches behind the shower curtain to grab his phone. He unlocks it, opens the OnlyFans app and scrolls down, scanning past all your posts and photos until he finally spots a small link labeled "Terms & Conditions".

With a quick tap, the page loads, filling the screen with the detailed policy in plain text.

Terms & Conditions:

Thank you for supporting my content! Before making any purchases or engaging with my services, please carefully read the following terms and conditions regarding refunds.

No Refund Policy: All payments made to me are final and non-refundable. Due to the nature of my content and services, I do not offer refunds for any reason. This includes, but is not limited to, dissatisfaction with content, misunderstandings about services, or personal financial circumstances.

Chargebacks and Disputes: Any attempt to initiate a chargeback or dispute without prior communication will result in an immediate ban from all current and future interactions. I reserve the right to pursue legal action for fraudulent chargebacks.

...And blah, blah, blah.

Well, that's settled. He’s not getting a single cent back. He can't exactly say he’s surprised, but it doesn't make the sting any easier to bear.

A notification pops up. His eyes are drawn to it — expecting another spam email or pointless app alert, but his stomach sinks for the 50th time in the last twenty four hours when he sees what it is; an automatic message from you to all your subscribers.

[Onlyfans] VelvetVixen69: Hey babes 💋 I am now making exclusive erotic audios for you to enjoy anywhere, anytime. Whether you want something soft and sweet or hot and filthy, I’ve got you covered 😉 Listen to me anytime you need a little extra thrill 🔥 The first audio is free.🩷 Stay tuned for more! xoxo Vixen

There's no fucking way. He tells himself, his eyes remaining glued to the screen for a moment too long. His thumb hovers over the screen, hesitating for a second before he swipes left, deleting the notification like it's a bad habit he’s trying to kick. Which, honestly, it is.

But there’s a time for everything. He knows he can't afford to get distracted, and if he dives into it right now, he might be late for work.

Tonight.

He’ll have to check that out tonight, once the house is quiet and he can be alone with your voice and his thoughts.

[llocket]

yeah idk what’s happening in my life

the story vv

me and the desi dude kinda hated each other cz we just didn’t like ewg other and he was kinda nice back then but now he’s like really rude and spreads rumors and shit talks about other people

so like one of my friends got a crush and they started dating and the desi dude tried to black mail and guilt trip me during lunch to tell him my friend’s crush

um eventually i had to because he threatened to spread rumors about me (he still did)

so then i learned he spread rumors about me dating one of his friends in 3rd and that i was failing 3 classes and like i sent him an email telling him to stop being so annoying

i also wrote him a letter and told the guy i was being shipped with to give it to desi dude but the guy i was being shipped with (same one in the rumors) responded to it in defense of the desi dude and proceeded to say that him and the desi dude were victims and that i had no right to be feeling uncomfortable or mad + said all my words were invalid 💀

so like when i found out about that i was so pissed off and i had to be honest with my friend and she got mad at me at first and then when the desi dude (who sat in front of me in my bus) bursted into the conversation and i lost my composure and started to rant about how he black mailed me and made up false rumors + guilt tripped me and invalidated my feelings

my friend cooked the guy so hard the bus driver asked what happened and she (the friend) told the bus driver everything and then desi dude was publically shamed

so yeah now my reputation sucks because of him and i think my friend is spreading rumors about him and when he had this obsessive crush on a girl

i haven’t recovered from it because it was in front of everyone in my bus and my NEIGHBOR is on that bus cz he goes to the same school as me…..

anyway um yeah that’s the story i probably won’t be able to see your response or anything because i won’t be able to have wifi on the cruise im on

planning to finish all 551 chapters of omniscient readers viewpoint or at least get most of it done and with my playlist i downloaded offline

cherry crush to lighten the mood

have a good day locket!!!!

sorry i can barely see i lost my glssses and idk if my autocorrect was working so i may have written gibberish

i'm so glad i'm out of highschool honestly... at least shit like this wont happen often anymore since people are going to be more mature now LOL hope you get that sorted though

and also CHERRY CRUSH!!!