#go fuck urselves all of u

[pastelllemons]

i dont go here anymore but hooooly shit u need 2 get over urselves

#dream stans this ones 4 u #absolutely mind boggling nonsense i've seen here in the past ? half an hour max ? #you guys r all so fucking insufferable id b impressed if u weren't all actively harming ppl constantly #never have i seen a group of ppl so miserable 4 such a disgusting piece of shit its actually unbelievable #( ok well that's not entirely true we've seen shane dawson n david dobrik ) #( n whatever other nasty ass white boy that's gained any sort of popularity / notoriety over the past decade ) #ur inescapable and almost evil #i've seen the shit you've said about just about any cc under the sun #even the ones you've supposedly liked in the past #how can you treat anyone like this esp practical strangers #YOU DONT KNOW THESE PPL. #i digress #no one likes u #no one wants 2 associate with u #go fuck urselves all of u

[3-aem]

You do not deserve ANY of the shit you're getting. You're a legend for putting up with all this

yea ur right i am a legend weaker men would have crumbled but im still here fighting fighting for what say it with me

gj’s boobs

#listen its what happens when u dont act fast and ppl start writing their own fanfic about u #ill be like im just a human why r u doing this to me and theyll be like DONT CARE FUCK U #I dont even know these people #like whatever insecurities yall got going on stop projecting them onto me!!!!!!!!! #ur go to for feeling better about urselves is hating on others and thats actually not a flex its just kinda sad #kinda pathetic even #but yall didnt hear it from me #like there is the crime to punishment ratio where id be like fine #if u hate me i welcome u to knock me around a little maybe get in my dms all annoying like #but a video to ur 180k followers #ridiculous #ur trying to send a brigade my way over fucking what #why r u acting like i personally laid off 500 artists #if u really gave af about artists i would not be ur target #so what is it really #this conversation would look a hell of a lot different if u gave af about artists

[lightningbig]

my personal little win today is that it snowed a bit and I made banana bread 👍 I burnt the fuck out of the outside of it but the inside is soft and it has chocolate chips so all sins are forgiven I think

#having a rough go of the news and just taking little victories rn tbh #thats all ill say about it! im sad. really fucking sad. but we move on #i will keep myself distracted w baking and things will get better. holding everyone's hands and hoping u all are taking care of urselves too

[autistic-katara]

jackson’s diary is the only fandom i know of to be relatively normal on everywhere else but be toxic as hell on ao3 of all places 💀

#and by toxic i mean if u post a properly tagged fic of smthn someone doesn’t like they WILL send u death threats bcz “it’s a small fandom #ppl aren’t filtering/reading the tags!” #babes do u hear urselves #anyways yeah they’re doing it again #tbf at this time at least it is actual “problematic” shit and not smut of an 18yo x his canon 17yo bf #but it’s still ppl getting mad at the author (mostly on anon) bcz how dare they write smthn they don’t like #bro ur on the don’t like don’t read website sorry that u cba to read the tags bcz u assumed it would all be safe to read to a toddler #that’s very much on u my guy #it’s like if i put a shirt in the washer at the wrong setting nd got mad at the clothes company for making a different kinda shirt bcz all #my others could be washed that way so how was i supposed to know to read the instructions #i need to go to sleep instead of indulging in random drama but my brain has different ideas 😭 #ryan shut the fuck up

[gefiltefished]

christ I didn't expect to get hit in the face with former(??????? I hope????) nazi fanart creator ph*bs name on on my dash

man, 00s deviantart sure was a place huh...

#any goyim wanna argue abt this with me u can go fuck urselves 💖 #anyone drawing comics of fucking goebbels and the like as if they were fandom yaoibois du jour can eat my entire ass #idk if they've ever apologized for the shit they did or recognised how fucked up it was but i do not care for them at all #shame bc its a colossal waste of talent

[arodrwho]

i wish ppl would stop having opinions about the depp/heard trial in my general vicinity

#someone at work posted in the like. casual discussion channel all Hashtag Team Johnny!! #and someone on my dash was like. i support amber heard and if u dont then fuck u #literally disgusting the way ppl are treating this like entertainment #'team johnny' like this is some fucking ship discourse #thats a human being. theyre both actual alive human people #i dont know any of the details and im not going to go looking because i dont care about celebrities and i don't want to see any of This #like. gross #do u hear urselves or

[judeswhore]

jude dressing as a police officer for halloween and ur a both a lil tipsy and ur stood next to him ans he just looks so big and ur doing the trend ‘everybody knows that im a good girl officer’ and he grabs the back of ur hair and kisses u hard in the tiktok and ur meant to put in ur drafts but cause ur drunk u posting it and not realising it til next morning when it’s gone viral viral🫠

he looks so massive and just hot in his costume and it has u literally foaming at the mouth and u just have to film the tiktok. and the way jude is looking at u in the video makes fans crazy bc he’s literally eye fucking u and it’s so obvious and then he’s grabbing ur hair and pulling ur head back a little, kissing u so hard and so hot that it leaves everyone a little flustered bc ??? and u don’t mean to post it bc it was never meant for anyone else (bonus points if no one even knows ur dating and now everyone’s in ur comments like “is that THE jude bellingham????”) but it’s blowing up over night and neither of u have any idea until the next morning and u cant even find it in urselves to be embarrassed abt it bc the video actually is kinda hot. jude wld just keep going on abt how good u looked, making comments abt how all he was thinking abt was cuffing u to the bed and fucking u (he did that after the video) and ur teasing him abt how that was very obvious in his eyes

#hey jude :)

[bingwriterxo]

the shakespeare exhibit - part 6

pairing: tara carpenter x reader

summary: in which you invite tara over for dinner

warnings: smut, 18+ (minors DNI), fingering, cunnilingus

word count: 3600+

author's note: one of the longest pieces i've ever posted...

previous part | next part

Chad (4:10pm): wtm tn bois

Mindy (4:11pm): movie night @ t's place?

Anika (4:11pm): down

Ethan (4:12pm): sounds good! i'll bring snacks! :D

Tara (4:12pm): yea just invite urselves over why dont u

Tara looked up from her phone, glaring at Mindy from across the living room. "Who says I'm free tonight?"

Mindy scoffed. "Please. We all know Y/N has been visiting her parents this weekend because you won't stop whining about how much you miss her, and who else do you hang out with?"

"I do not whine!" Right? Tara thought. Right. "And I have other friends!"

"Oh yeah?" Mindy raised an eyebrow. "Who? Name them right now."

"Uh..." Tara furrowed her eyebrows. Does Sam count? "Oh! Quinn, obviously."

"She doesn't count! She's friends with all of us!" Mindy chuckled, shaking her head. "Face it, T--you've got us and you've got Y/N, and with Y/N gone, we all know you're not doing jack shit tonight."

Tara huffed, crossing her arms over her chest. "I fucking hate you."

"Don't hate the player," Mindy said, holding her hands up in surrender. "Hate the game."

"Oh, I'll hate the player, because the player's a pain in my ass--" The rapid vibrating of her phone cut her off and she glanced down, eyes widening at your contact name showing on her screen. She scrambled to pick it up, nearly declining the call as she held it to her ear. "Hey, baby!"

Mindy pretended to gag herself with her finger at Tara's words, and the brunette flipped her off.

"Hi, Tar," you said, and Tara could hear your smile. "What're you up to?"

"Just hanging out with the biggest pain in my ass."

You giggled. Tara grinned at the sound. "Say 'hi' to Mindy for me, then."

"Definitely won't do that."

There was some shuffling before you asked, "What're you doing tonight?"

Tara hummed. "Tonight? Oh, nothing important." She stuck her tongue out at Mindy, who gave her middle fingers with both of her hands. "Why?"

"I'm back early from my parents' house. Nate and Eddie were way too much for me to handle this weekend." You chuckled. "Nate's got the lead role in the school play, and you'll never guess what they're doing."

"Some sort of Shakespeare?" she asked, knowing of your younger brother's own love for the playwright.

"Yup! They're making it PG-rated, obviously, but he's running around only talking in Early Modern English and I just couldn't take it anymore." God help me on the day that I meet this kid, Tara thought. "And then Eddie, well, he's going fucking insane from it, so he was off the walls, and--" You sighed. "That's not what I was calling for."

She laughed. "What's up, then?"

"Do you want to come over tonight? I can cook your favorite!" Tara was barely given the chance to respond when you added, "And I miss you."

This fucking girl. She blushed, turning her face so that Mindy couldn't see."I miss you, too, babe. And yeah, I'll come over tonight."

Mindy whipped her head toward her. "What about movie night?"

Tara waved her off, but you had overheard the other girl. "Oh, if you're busy tonight, then--"

"No!" Tara exclaimed. Stupid Mindy. Trying to ruin my plans. "No, it's fine. There will be other movie nights."

"We could just have dinner tomorrow night, baby," you said. "I don't want to pull you away from your friends."

She shook her head even though you couldn't see it. "They'll be okay without me for one night. When should I come?"

There was a pause. Tara guessed that you were looking at the time. "Is seven o'clock good? I just need to run and grab some things first, and shower, because I'm kind of greasy." There was a little shuffling. "I don't know what it is about those boys, but every time I come back from my parents' place, I'm always, like, gross."

Tara giggled. "Seven's perfect. I'll see you then."

"Okay, cool! Bye, Tar."

"Bye, babe." I love you, she thought, but she didn't dare say it. I can't. It's too soon.

Her phone clicked as you hung up, and she pulled it away from her ear, turning to Mindy. "I won't be here tonight."

Mindy stared at her like she was stupid. "Yeah. I got that. Can we still use your apartment for movie night, though? I don't even want to try fitting everyone on my bed again."

Tara rolled her eyes. "Sure. I think Sam's staying at Danny's tonight, so just don't wreck the place."

Mindy hummed. "Hey, have you guys said 'I love you' yet?"

Tara blushed, warmth rising from her collarbones to her ears. "No."

"Do you want to?"

So badly, Tara wanted to say. "What's with all the questions?" she asked instead.

Mindy shrugged. "I'm just wondering. I mean, you told her about what happened last year, right?" Tara nodded. "And she responded well, right?" Another nod. "Why haven't you said it yet?"

"Have you ever thought about the fact that I might not love her yet?" Lie. Lie. Lie!

Mindy scoffed. "Don't lie to me. Everyone sees how you act around her, and how you look at her, and we all hear how you talk about her, and--"

"Shut up."

"So, why haven't you said it?"

Tara sighed. "We've barely been dating a month, Minds." Though it's already felt like a lifetime.

"Okay, and...?" Mindy cocked her head. "Anika and I were dating for, like, two weeks when we said it." She stood from the armchair and moved onto the couch, laying Tara's feet over her lap. "Y/N already knows everything about you--or, at least, you know, the stuff that might scare someone away--and she's still here. Don't you think that means she probably loves you back?"

"You're not who I want to be having this conversation with," Tara grumbled.

"First of all, rude. Secondly, would you rather Chad? Or maybe Sam, or Quinn, or--"

Tara threw her arms out. "Okay! I get it. You're the most plausible one to talk to about this." She covered her face with her hands, groaning. "I just--I don't want to freak her out." She looked at Mindy. "I mean, she's dated people, but she's never really been in a serious relationship like this, and I don't want to rush her."

Mindy furrowed her eyebrows. "She got you for her first girlfriend? Poor sucker."

I hate her. I really do. "This is why I don't want to talk to you about this!"

"Sorry, sorry," Mindy rushed out, patting Tara's ankles. "I'll be nice. Do you think there's any other reason you might not be ready to tell her?"

"Like what?"

"Like...Amber?"

Tara clenched her jaw and shook her head. No, she thought. No, definitely not. "Mindy--"

"I'm just saying." Mindy shrugged. "Amber was your best friend, and she's the first girl you ever fell in love with. She may have been a psychopathic murderer, but that's not someone who's easy to get over. Could you...still love her?"

"No." Tara shut her eyes, hard. "No, I don't still love Amber." Her voice was shaking; she could feel the tears behind her eyelids just from talking about the girl. "I miss her, sometimes, and then I remember that she literally tried to kill me." Her eyes shot open and she gestured to Mindy. "She tried to kill you, too."

"I know, T, but--"

Tara shook her head. "There are no 'buts'. I don't love Amber anymore." I only love Y/N. Her heart fluttered at the mere thought of you.

Mindy narrowed her eyes. "So, it really is just the time?"

"Yeah," Tara said. "I'm gonna wait until I know she's ready."

"You're so whipped, dude." Mindy grinned.

"You're the worst."

* * *

"Hey, Carmine," Tara greeted as she walked up to your doorman. She had become friendly with the man over the past few weeks, since, more often than not, the two of you hung out at your place rather than hers.

"Miss Carpenter," he said, nodding. "Miss Y/L/N ran through here about an hour ago looking a bit...disheveled."

Tara chuckled. "Yeah, well, you know our girl."

He hummed and gestured toward the door. "After you."

"I'll see you on my way out," she said, lamely saluting him. Why the fuck did I just do that? she thought. However, he quelled her anxieties quickly as he saluted back to her before turning away, his attention focused on some random man walking up to the door. Okay, Carmine. You're officially cool.

Tara made her way into the building and up to your apartment, knocking on your front door when she finally arrived. She patted down her hair and straightened out her clothes, making sure she looked perfectly presentable, and beamed up at you when the door opened.

Her eyes widened and her mouth fell open as she looked at you. You were wearing a sheer, white button down, your black bralette visible beneath it, and your pants were...well, they hugged you nicely. Girlfriend looks hot. Might explode. "I didn't realize we were dressing nice," she said, gulping.

You glanced down at yourself with a blush before looking back at her with a shy smile. "Just thought it might be fun," you mumbled.

She nodded. "You look..." Pretty. Say pretty. "Hot." Damn it, Tara. You're too gay for this bullshit.

"Thanks." You opened the door wider. Tara stepped inside, giving you a quick kiss. "You're not too bad yourself," you said, grinning.

Tara, for as much as she wanted to say she knew you, had not been expecting what you had set up inside your apartment. The lights were dimmed, there were rose petals on the floor, and the table was set with a candelabra in the middle (which she knew you had never used before because it was centuries old).

She turned to look at you. "I--You--What?"

"I originally wanted to take you out to a nice restaurant tonight, but I couldn't get a reservation anywhere." You shrugged and gestured to the room. "So, I had to make do."

"It's not an important date, is it?" No, not our one month. It's November, so it's not Valentine's day.

You shook your head. "No. I just wanted to do something a little more special tonight." You bit your lip. "Is it okay? I mean, I could turn on the lights and vacuum up the petals, and we could just order pizza or something if you wan--"

"It's perfect." She's perfect, Tara thought. Absolutely perfect in every way, and I love her.

You sighed with relief. "Oh, good, because the rose petals were kind of expensive." You placed your hand on the small of her back and led her to the table, pulling out her seat for her. "Sit. I'll get the food."

Is this real life? Did she actually set up a romantic dinner and is now bringing me food? This is--I'm dreaming, aren't I? Tara blinked as though to wake herself up, but she was still in your kitchen when she opened her eyes. Nope, not a dream. How did I get someone so perfect?

You returned with two plates of food in one hand and a bottle of wine in the other. You placed a plate down in front of Tara and one in front of your own seat before waving the bottle at her.

"My parents sent me two bottles of that '61 Merlot I gave Sam, so I thought we could have it tonight," you said, pouring her a glass. You stopped suddenly, freezing. "Wait, do you like wine? I have, uh, water, too, if that's better?"

Tara chuckled. "Wine's fine. Thank you, baby."You nodded and continued to pour before giving yourself a glass as well. You set the wine down next to the candelabra and then sat, smiling at her.

"I hope you like it," you said, pointing at the food. "I'm not the best cook. We grew up with private chefs, so neither of my parents taught me to cook, either, but I tried my best, and--"

Tara ate a mouthful of the pasta you had set in front of her, and her taste buds exploded. Her eyes widened as she moaned at the taste, and you gulped, watching her. "This is amazing!" she said, her voice somewhat muffled from the food. "Holy shit, Y/N." She can cook! Thank god, 'cause I'm horrible at it.

"Really? Oh, perfect. I was nervous I'd actually have to end up just ordering us a pizza," you said, starting to eat.

Tara hummed and reached for her glass. "You need to teach me how you did this one day."

You nodded. "Sure! Any time. It was pretty easy, actually."

She took a sip of the wine, smiling at the taste of it. Jesus, I can tell this was expensive. "This is also amazing. Thank your parents for me, would you?"

"Sure, Tar." You grinned. "They asked about you, actually."

What. "Oh?" No fucking way.

"They wanted to know if you were also into literature like I am, to which I said no, of course, and I think my mom was actually a bit happy to hear it." You chuckled. "The literature comes from my dad's side, mainly. She's...not stoked about it."

"I think your mom and I are going to get along great, then," Tara giggled.

"They wanted to know when they could meet you, actually," you said, glancing up at her sheepishly. Her eyes widened. "I know we haven't been dating long, but they want to meet the woman that has their daughter 'so captivated', as my dad put it."

"Captivated, huh? I'm sure they meant they want to meet whoever turned their daughter into such a simp," she teased.

You glanced down, blushing. "We're not starting this tonight."

"If you would just admit you're a simp for me, then I'd never bring it up again." Her voice was soft as she stared at you. She looks so pretty in the candlelight.

"I'll never admit that, since it's just not true," you said, looking up. "But I will admit that...I'm in love with you."

A shiver ran through Tara at your words, butterflies stirring in her stomach. She loves me, she thought. She loves me back. "I--"

"You don't have to say it back," you started. "I know it's kind of soon, but I just...I wanted to say it." You inhaled deeply. "I love you, Tara."

Say it, you idiot. Say it. "Y/N," she breathed out. She stood and crossed the length of the table, pulling your seat out from beneath it so that she could stand in front of you. She grinned down at you. "I love you, too."

Tara leaned down and kissed you with as much passion as she could. She tried to pour every ounce of what she felt for you into the kiss, and she smiled against your lips when you stood up, never breaking contact once. You wrapped your arms around her waist, pulling her into you.

"You love me," you said when you pulled back just enough to speak, your breath brushing over her lips.

"I do." I really do. More than you know. Her hands found the back of your neck as she leaned up to kiss you again, her tongue swiping over your bottom lip. Your hold on her tightened. She never wanted you to let go.

You whispered, "Is this...I mean, should we--"

"Bedroom?" Tara asked. You nodded slowly. "Yes, please."

You giggled as you took Tara's hand, leading her to your bedroom. There was nothing fancy happening there--no rose petals or candles or dimmed lights--but she didn't care. She liked knowing that you hadn't planned to sleep with her, that you were doing all of this simply because you loved her.

She shut the door behind her as you sat on your bed, waiting patiently. Perfect. Painstakingly perfect. She climbed onto your lap, straddling your legs, and kissed you again. This time, it was less slow and calculated; it was filled with more want, with more lust.

You nipped at her bottom lip, and she whimpered, her hips rising a little and brushing against you. You grinned, hands slipping beneath her shirt and holding her by the waist, your thumbs rubbing over her bare skin.

She shivered, pulling away. "You're--This all okay, right?" she asked. You nodded, and she leaned in to kiss you again before pausing, her eyes catching on something across the room. You furrowed your eyebrows at her, turning around to see what she was looking at. "Sorry. I need to..."

Tara stood and crossed the room, turning the statue bust of Shakespeare around so that he was facing the corner. Much better, she thought. I don't need Mr. Shakespeare watching me have sex.

"Oh," you said, laughing. "I didn't realize he'd bother you."

She frowned as she walked back to you, settling in your lap again, your hands retaking the position they had. "I didn't want him watching."

"I'm sure Shakespeare has seen worse things."

"Oh, shush. You're making me feel silly now."

You leaned up and kissed her. "It's a little silly."

"Whatever." She pressed her lips against yours again, silencing your teasing. Her tongue ran over your bottom lip and you gasped, allowing her the entry she so desperately desired.

You kissed for a moment more before she was dipping down, her lips dancing across your jawline, up to the little spot below your ear, and then down your neck. Her mouth was hot and warm against your skin, leaving you whining beneath her. I can do better than whines, she thought as she nipped at your pulse point. You moaned, your hand flying to her scalp when she sucked against the skin, sure to leave a pretty mark.

Her hands busied themselves with the buttons of your shirt, fingers fumbling in her haste. Stupid buttons. I hate buttons. Why do buttons even exist-- Your shirt fell open and she pulled back, gulping at the sight of you.

You were breathing heavily, your hair was mussed, the hickey on your neck was a magnificent red, and you were staring at her with half-lidded eyes.

"Jesus, you're beautiful," Tara mumbled. You turned pink at her words, looking away shyly. She cupped your jaw and softly pushed your head back to look at her. "Really, Y/N. You are."

"Thank you, baby," you said.

How can she be so cute yet so hot at the same time? Tara took your shirt off, leaving you in just your bralette, and pushed at your chest lightly. You laid back, your head on your pillows as you looked up at her, watching, waiting.

She leaned down, pressing open-mouthed kisses to the skin of your chest, and giggled when she felt your hips buck up. "Impatient," she muttered.

"Leave me alone," you grumbled above her.

She climbed off you, fingers working at the button of your pants. "Next time we do this, can you just wear a t-shirt and sweats? It'll make things a lot easier for me," she joked.

You raised an eyebrow, smirking. "Next time?"

Tara huffed, the button finally coming undone, and she helped you out of your pants, pulling your underwear down with them. "Yes. Next time." She threw your pants somewhere behind her and hovered over you. "Unless you find me to be...unsatisfactory," she whispered, voice low.

You gulped. "M'sure that won't be the case."

She kissed you again before moving downward, planting kisses along your skin and creating marks on the plane of your stomach, until she settled between your legs. "You're dripping," she breathed out, and you whimpered at the air against you.

"Please, Tar," you whined, hips bucking ever so slightly. "Need you, baby."

She nodded, dipping down and licking a stripe through your folds, groaning at your taste. You moaned, the sound raw as it left your mouth, and Tara grinned. Beautiful, she thought as her tongue continued to explore you. Sounds so pretty.

She wrapped her lips around your clit, and she swore that the noise you made was the closest to heaven she'd ever get. She sucked lightly, then a little harder when your hand gripped her hair, pushing her against you.

"Fuck, Tar," you groaned. "Feels so good, baby."

She brought her hand up, slipped a finger into you, and hummed at the feel of your walls tight around her. Her tongue kept circling your clit, lips sucking at it, as she thrusted into you gently.

It didn't take long until you were writhing beneath her, the only sounds coming out of your mouth being broken moans and whines of her name.

"M'gonna cum," you whimpered.

Fuck yeah. She sucked harder, and you fell over the edge, crying out her name as your walls squeezed her. Your back arched, Tara following the curve with her eyes, before you lamely pushed at her shoulders. She pulled away and climbed up your body, grinning at the sight of your flushed face and closed eyes before kissing you softly.

"How was that?" she asked.

"Embarrassingly quick," you said, opening your eyes to look at her.

She giggled. "I'm good at what I do."

You hummed, hands finding her waist and flipping the two of you over. "Now let me show you that I'm good at what I do."

It was a whirlwind of color as you undressed her, and Tara barely got a word out before your lips were around her nipple, sucking at the hardened bud. She gasped, your mouth wet on her, and felt your fingers at her entrance.

"You thought I was dripping?" you teased.

"Shut up--" She moaned as you slipped a finger into her. Fuck, she thought. Long fingers.

You kissed her, lips pushed against her hard, before dipping down to her neck, sucking and kissing and licking while your finger worked at her, your thumb circling her clit.

Her mind was hazy and focused only on the way your finger curled against her just right. You slipped another one in, and she swore she saw stars.

Jesus, already? she thought briefly at the feeling of a pleasant knot tightening in her stomach. You mumbled something against her neck, but she wasn't paying any attention.

It only took one, two, three more thrusts before she was unraveling beneath you, a shuddering breath pushing past her lips as she came. You worked her through her orgasm, slipping out when she came down, and she pulled you into her, kissing you gently.

"I love you," you whispered.

She grinned. "I love you, too."

A moment passed before you asked, "Do you think I could turn my Shakespeare back around now?"

She's dead serious, isn't she? Tara rolled her eyes lightly and kissed you between your eyebrows. "Let me put my clothes back on."

#tara carpenter x reader #tara carpenter #tara x reader #jenna ortega x reader #jenna ortega #jenna x reader #scream 5 #scream 6 #museum tara

[confusionmeisss]

some of u in this fandom exhibit truly vile, nasty, disgusting, disrespectful behavior, and i don’t understand how u aren’t more embarrassed of urselves. like, do u truly not know how to show others basic human respect & empathy? ur just embarrassing & vile, not sorry to say.

no bc some of these ppl are pissing me offff badddd.

like how do u think it's okay to go and record luke while he's in his PRIVATE dressing room at the venue?????? and saying u probably shouldn’t post it but it was just too cute not to????? absolutely vile behavior. u should be fucking ashamed of urself.

and then fucking chanting over michael's speech b4 jbh when u know what that song means to him & so many others for fucking pizza! (edit: he said no 11 fucking times!) u just just show absolutely no respect for him as a human being with feelings and it's absolutely disgusting, and it saddens me to my core. just, y'all need to learn how to be more respectful of others. like, 5sos are human being with feelings. they are not just puppets being played with by a child; they are real Human Beings. they have feelings that can be hurt & just seeing some of u treat them like they're toys to just be played with is absolutely irritating.

also, the fans on twitter bullying a CHILD; a fifteen yr old for finding comfort in lukes album when they were 13 is just absolutely horrid. just shows u have no fucking empathy for people. fuck u, and ur complex of being a fan for longer, that doesn’t fucking mean anything. discovering new music/new artists does not have an age limit! 5sos, luke would be so so so absolutely ashamed of u for acting this way toward someone who found comfort in his music. that’s what music is there for. music is there to a be a comfort to those who need it. trauma does not care what age u are, as well. and if people find that music helps them in their healing journey, and decide to share that, then u do not have the right at all the be disrespectful & bully them over that.

just, learn basic fucking respect & empathy & be better i beg of u!

#sorry for ranting. i’m just so fucking upset over this shit #this fandom just does not know how to act right #5 seconds of summer #5sos #luke hemmings #calum hood #michael clifford #ashton irwin #the 5sos show #the 5sos show tour #the 5 seconds of summer show #ali’s thoughts & opinions 📼

[kachuuyaa]

𝐁𝐀𝐘 𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 / bsd smau

a nikolai x reader smau !

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 ; romance was never your forte. naturally, you're afraid of commitment and more so the hurt your heart will potentially experience while being in a relationship. so once you were greeted with an opportunity for one, your first instinct is to run away. however, it seems the gods blessed you with friends whose motive is to keep you grounded in this experience for the first time.

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐄 ; smau. no abilities au. fluff. angst. crack. gn!reader strangers to lovers. romance. uni au. slice of life. (kinda slowslow) slow burn.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ; reader is a big big overthinker, slight miscommunication, unhealthy coping mechanisms (avoidance, isolation, etc.), everyone but a selected few are stupid, confusion, burnt out reader, mentally challenged characters, kys/kms jokes, mentions of sensitive topics! (mental illness and such), feelings get in the way sometimes, chuuya and dazai’s petty banter, mentions of consuming alcohol n cigs slight crossover (genshin)

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒 ; sporadic uploading

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 ; kunikida is the only rational person here i fear (he doesnt even have twitter) timestamps do not matter unless i say so! everyone is 18+, sideships included (but not explicitly implemented)

written portions are indicated using ❖

𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐒 ; zesty bitches ℘ whorehouse asylum

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 ;

𝐀𝐂𝐓 1 ; foreign idiosyncrasies

001. calm down

002. second yr

003. 4real

004. when i

005. kitty kitty!

006. who even r u

𝐌𝐀𝐈 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 ; HEYYYYY its been a year im so fucking sorry but i promsie i’ll do this. ill actually commit to this there was actually somrthing i had in the works but i had to abandon it fkr a year cuz of school…. there has been a lot going on and im graudating this year so UM… yea theres that… how is tje bsd anime btw… love all of u soso much <3 take care of urselves mwamwa (also dont ask mw about the event reqs theyre there id otn think ill continue it) also when i mean slight genshin crossover ull see ull see :3

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ; @iruc @celestair

2023 © kachuuyaa. do not steal or claim my work as your own.

#archive #series #kachuuyaa #bsd x reader #bsd series #bsd smau #bsd fanfic #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungo stray dogs fanfiction #bungo stray dogs x you #bsd x you #HEYYYY GUYS 😘😘😋😋 #COMEBACK OF THE CNETURY!!!! #watch me drop this fic in like 2 chapters… 😭😭 #sorry guys for such a long hiatus i hope u missed mw.. #I MISSED U ALL YHO

[cosmal]

aerial!! i think i actually missed ur last celly so making an effort to GET IN ON THIS ONE!! and i brought balloons 🎈!!!! with james, remus & sirius, assign each one the meet cute u would want to have w them !! a) ur new neighbours and you both get trapped in the elevator together for a couple hours b) ur both going for the last book that you both want & have to decide between urselves who gets it c) the fire alarm goes off and u end up next to each other on the street in ur underwear hehe! and HAPPY BIRTHDAY AGAIN!!!

afab!reader desribed in last one <3

ruby!!!this is the best ask ever what if I cry????

okay I think getting stuck in an elevator with sirius would be fun. he'd be charming and funny, trying to make you comfortable if you're a little terrified of being in a tiny metal box suspended in the air <3 he's distracting you, asking you which floor you live on, complaining about shitty neighbours!! he's making you laugh so hard because he's smooooth with it. and then the elevator is jumping and you're scared again and he's there with the hey, it's okay. don't worry about it. fire department will be here soon. and then maybe we could grab some coffee together? of course, you say yes.

Idc remus is insistent you take the book!!!! you touch hands and get all shy and remus almost feels bad <3 its okay, I'm here all the time, I can wait for restock, he'd say. and because he's cute, you say, you're always here? I've never seen you before. and he's even smoother because confident remus is my fav remus. oh really? I think I've seen you before. hard to forget a pretty face. and shut up you're so flustered and you feel bad for taking the last book. so he suggests making it up over lunch. mmmmm yes.

its 12am. james in his boxers and a shirt too small for him, riding up his hips, a pair of unfortunate white socks on his feet and up his calves. mmmmmmmmmm yeah. you're just as unlucky, a big, ratted, bleach stained shirt and a tiny pair of shorts, no bra, hair a mess. you're a little nervous because what if it's a fire? he saddles up beside you with I think it's just a false alarm. you've seen him heaps of times in the building. he's even prettier all soft and sleep ridden. curls down his face, no glasses!!!!! oh I hope so. my neighbour has a cat. he smiles at you. I think mr chips will be okay. and then he's standing in front of you because your neighbours are pervs and he cant have that. he asks you out in the morning because he also thinks sleepy you is fucking adorable.

#james potter #remus lupin #sirius black #the marauders

[chiquititaosita]

I was reading one of ur op fics so I looked through the rest of urs only to find out that y/n is hispanic latine or whatever u guys call it😐why does she have to be hispanic why cant she just be y/n if you want to make ur writing for a specific group of people u should go write somewhere else bc it doesnt feel like anyone can read it, u guys aren’t all that important to be writing for urselves either💀

I’ll tell you why!! BECAUSE I MOTHER FUCKING CAN I can, and it’s my writing. Not yours. If you have a fucking problem with my writing you shouldn’t have used the anon filter on my asks and man up for being a fucking Mensa . Como que Not all important? Your ask isn’t important did I ask for your opinion??? NO! If you’re mad at the fact I have people that LOVE MY HISPANIC READER FICS? That’s on your entitlement. Btw I don’t write as much AND I GET PEOPLE HYPING MY SHIT UP! Me hierve la sangre that you have the entitlement to state that “oh why she gotta be Hispanic?” REPRESENTATION THATS WHY!!! if you have a problem then unfollow me. QUISTE A LA VERGA 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

#⋆˚✿˖° osita’s chisme time #: ̗̀➛ ositas asks #bears chisme♡︎ #bears asks ✍︎︎ #no mames for real man

[firebeetlefables]

Currently working on un-fucking my messy blog, so... HOUSEKEEPING!

first a lil intro since this is gonna be the pinned for now.

hello! we are the Fable Collective, but you can call us Fable. we are 22 and use they/them or it/its pronouns (mostly.) we are a mixed-origin DID system that (and this will be said ONCE.) WILL NOT PARTICIPATE IN SYSCOURSE. We use we and i semi-interchangeably, so singular references do not bother us as a collective.

beyond that we collectively like art, nature, memes, and are oriented towards positive social changes. all forms of racism, homophobia, transphobia, abelsim, etc, will get u blocked.

we are a tad dyslexic! i apologize in advance for any and all typos and misspellings.

now, onto the actual housekeeping...

im currently going through the excruciating process of mass editing all my posts and adding tags to most of them. featured tags will be as follows (in case you ever wanna scroll for specific content):

All creechers beeg and smol- general catch-all animal tag.

birb friends!- bird pictures

büg- bugs and critters of that variety. I will NEVER post spider pictures as i am severely arachnaphobic.

other bug tags: beeble, moff (for beetles and moths respectively)

my art- see name

other things I'll tag...

All Palestine content will be under "Palestine" or "free Palestine."

dogs (for my cynophobic homie)

general cw/tw stuff (feel free to rq anything that bothers u esp if we are moots and ill do my best to comply)

additionally...

i am willing to add closed captions onto any video I've reblogged that doesn't have it and photo ID's onto all photos! you may wanna request it, but if I have spoons I will!

please know, if you feel the need to correct me on any facts (making this clear: not opinions. facts! ex: "yall said in a post that cats don't have whiskers, they certainly do" or "the use of that tag is incorrect in this instance") I'm usually fairly receptive to it, I truly don't mind as long as its like that.

feel free to let me know if a source I rb from is in some way problematic, id rather know.

AND LASTLY, THIS IS YOUR HOUSEKEEPING REMINDER THAT ALL BIGOTS WILL BE BEATEN OFF MY BLOG WITH A BROOM. SEE URSELVES OUT.

[blueiight]

and I think with or without redemption its still cathartic to see a villain get dealt a lot of pain like even if the person dealing the blows has no real grievance with him. Its like narrative karma kinda like how Matt Damon gets his head blown off by Mark Wahlberg in the The Departed, not necessarily someone he personally wronged but just very fun to witness as an audience member.

all of them r fucked up but ig les is the best [or is the most entertaining] at being fucked up? but if u want that suffering ur gonna see a lot of that including some from louis. rj&co have suggested theyre saving louis’s Burn Lestat™️ card for s2, and armand is definitely gonna put lestat thru the torture rack. i think louis being more agentic in lestat’s s1 attempted murder plot has a lot of implications, and i want to ask my unanswered anons who keep asking me to repeat myself about lestat: what kind of catharsis r u looking for? and what show do u think ur watching? it reminds me of how @likethemodel said, with shows like hannibal people are perfectly fine with an amoral, unchanging, evil to be evil for fun’s sake character, but with iwtv, theyre so discomfitted by it. why? is it bc u cant look away & lie to urselves the same way u can with other types of charas like this? idk. i havent watched hannibal, they did so . yea. but if u wanna see les go thru hell, its coming lol. but if u want like some adolescence of utena type shit where claudia and louis run over lestat w his car & leave to the outside world type shit its probably not going to happen. part of claudia & louis’s relationship decaying has to fundamentally incorporate the fact thatlouis wants to wants to be desired& the focal point of someone else’s caring control at the expense of claudia, who especially showverse cannot provide louis such things as a immortal girlchild. his daughter, his redemption, can only go so far. u ‘liberated’ urself from lestat, whats next? like. claudia isnt going to die in s2ep1. shes going to be in majority of that season. claudia warns louis about armand’s intentions toward harming her, but louis is so in love he ignores it n thats a big part in how their relationship degrades. so its just all around fun fucked up shit coming that some ppl will be rly angry at n treat it as if its a fault of the writing. when its rly themselves who put expectations if not completely made up things that have very weak /nonexistent canon basis so far much less later on. these immortal characters are endlessly forgiving of brutality. they love + rationalize the acts of their abusers. while they go thru character development, they somewhat remain stagnant in their flaws. bc what is immortality if not living the same life over n over n over n over aga

#Now no more ‘is lestat going to be redeemed’ asks im tied idgaf!!!! leave me alone #yn. #yn answers #iwtv #louis de pointe du lac #lestat de lioncourt #claudia #armand

[sleepy-starzz]

LOLOLOLL

Okay so it has come to my attention that i got uploaded to r/fdc and lemme make one thing clear, u abosulute bagoons dont know shits abt what ur talking abt! im self diagnosed with some things yes but proffesionally diagnosed with autism, adhd, anxeity (social and general), ocd, and bipolar disorder. i have also been diagnosed with "npd traits" (ie; basically i have a LOT of the npd symptoms but i cant/wont be diagnosed for whatever reason probs my age) but anyways i just wanna think that its sad really! how pissed yall get over "faker" whom u dont know and will NEVER know lmao!! okay thats all :3

also i need to make (ooo mayve fake) a new intro anyways but just so yall know, ur experience does not dicate mine, im prof and self dx, and i hope that all of you who claim that ppl fake simply bcuz YOUR stupid and refuse to yknow research. that u kindly go fuck urselves

#r/fakedisordercringe #oh my god #actual cringe #disorder faker ig?? #tw fakeclaiming #anti fakeclaiming #fuck fakeclaimers #fakeclaiming mention

[judeswhore]

all the fans going mad about Jude calling u bambi and jude and you are like at an event and you’ve went off and done the deed and when you come back your legs are shaking so everyone notices and it’s posted online and Jude comments on a fan’s post something ab u getting the nickname from wobbly legs and everyone is like ?????? cuz everyone thought it was an innocent name and the internet is just blowing up.

they just think it’s this proper cute little name and they love it but then they’re so shocked when they finally realise that it’s been this dirty inside joke between the two of u the whole time. and ur at some fancy event thing but he looks so good in his suit that u just have to fuck him. sneaking away to a bathroom and he’s fucking u so good, literally wrecking u in no time and it’s so obvious too bc ur both a little rumpled and ur make up is kinda smudged, lipstick staining jude’s collar and the curve of his jaw. and someone somehow got a video of u leaving the bathroom, both of u so cocky and proud of urselves, jude’s hand on ur lower back and ur wobbling just a little and he’s dipping his head to mutter in ur ear that “you’ve gone all wobbly on me, bambi”. but this video gets posted online and it’s just so so obvious you’ve been fucking but the caption on one of the posts is abt how wobbly ur legs seem or wtv and abt how suspicious youse are and the comments are all abt how you’ve definitely shagged and jude replies to one of them all “she got the nickname bambi for a reason” and everyone’s like???? bc he’s just outed that you’d shagged and that this cute little nickname isn’t cute at all and no one knows how to even react bc wth

#hey jude :)