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dirty-trash-mongrel · 6 months
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I was plagued with a vision
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themothcriminal · 2 months
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How it started vs. how it's going:
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sgiandubh · 4 months
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This what I mean 👇🏻
https://www.pinterest.com/pin/3518505943900484/
Dear (returning) Bitchy Anon,
I wrote this answer yesterday, but I am posting it today, because I did not want to give you any satisfaction. Your coming back in here proves there is not an ounce of humanity left in you: just a #silly obsession for an actress who does not even know or care you exist. I promise you she doesn't. Confidently so.
But then, onwards to your 'evidence'.
You thought you would give me the creeps on Christmas Day with a controversial picture allegedly taken at the Weinstein (yes, that Weinstein!) and Netflix Golden Globes afterparty, on January 8, 2017?
No, seriously now: you actually did?
Crikey. As we say in Romanian (and yes, it is very rude, but also dementedly funny): mi se umple fundul de lacrimi/my arse is in tears. Perhaps the equivalent of I don't give a flying fuck, btw.
If you did read me before posting your laughable shite, and I think you did, you should know by now how I usually work, at least for those things I choose to make public (the rest is none of your business, I am afraid). You found this pic on Pinterest, originating from a Tumblr blog: @clairebeauchampfan. Since this person started blogging one year later than the moment this picture was taken, she probably found it chez Contemplating Outlander. You know, that pseudo-social scientist-cum-shrink, who thinks people are machines and adds a shitload of footnotes to her rantings, because she truly believes it makes her biased crap more credible (it doesn't, and this comes from an academic researcher: it is legit pathetic). So Claire Beauchamp Fan shared it and forgive me, but I did not bother finding her post, I just looked for her source (*urv's fetish):
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This took me to CO's really nasty blog and you could have spared me that ordeal, Anon: it's literally akin to severe constipation. And then, onwards to Instagram:
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A further search revealed she was wearing a Romanian designer (Maria Lucia Hohan) dress and Amrapali earrings. And then, I read the comments on that Insta post. Maybe you'd read them too, they are enlightening - for someone who's 'been around since 2015', people are rather confused about his real status in her life, don't you think?
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But Internet is really forever, no matter how you try to hide your trash, Anon. Here is a copy of O'Callaghan's post which was, indeed, deleted: maybe *urv was too insistent? It wouldn't surprise me:
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She should have won the Golden Globe in 2017, that's true. And it was S, not McIdiot, the one who told the Internet she should have won all those prizes, if memory serves. How odd McIdiot is never mentioned in that particular post (y'all would have paraded it for YEARS, if it were so) - but household staff, no matter how promoted, never really is. And before you screech, tell all the damn truth Anon, and put this pic in its right context:
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How odd the 'successful music producer and entrepreneur' (he is not successful, nor a music producer and much less an entrepreneur) was not tagged, by someone who is active in the industry, who clearly knows C and who attended that Golden Globes gala!
Just a last word on that pic. C was obviously smiling and talking animatedly with O'Callaghan and then McIdiot (who looks malnourished - but hey, humble beginnings, eh?) got dragged in the middle, for the convenient pic. I sometimes wonder what kind of social life you people have and sadly, I have to say - next to 0, for some of you. I never fuck the dozens of men with whom I do have similar 'just because' pics, interrupting my conversation in the middle of an event.
Also, check this very warm & fuzzy pic with one prominent member of her own, personal and very, very gay Circle of Trust. Because I am sorry, but what straight man wears lipstick, as McIdiot clearly does (and no, it's not because they were smooching in the lavatories, what are you, 14?):
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She looks happy, doesn't she?
I mean: really, honey. Get a Real Life and stop trying to persuade me with ye olde Pinterest pics you clearly are completely clueless about, ok?
And before you open your mouth to vomit CO's trash again, please carefully do your homework about McIdiot. But as carefully as I did. Then you can talk, share your interesting findings. Merry Christmas and....
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yawnderu · 4 months
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About the mass reporting post. I’m one of the people (idk if it’s been you, but I know one blog for sure.) who’s been reporting people like flies bc… while I love y’alls work. There’s a shitload of people who absolutely do NOT use the ‘read more’ tab and it drives me crazy. It has nothing to do with ‘don’t like, don’t read’ or as simple as ‘block me’ because those posts still, even WITH filtering show up in the tags. Uncensored. I have many things filtered out, yet there are personal things (traumas) that are triggering for me, like the use of the word ‘r*pe’ and such, and to see such graphic posts and content (even if I’ll commend you guys on putting warnings—most of the time now—anyway) it doesn’t do a damn thing if you don’t ALSO add the ‘keep reading’ tab. So every time I see a post that doesn’t have that, I automatically will report it because it’s not properly addressed and is insensitive, especially when it has heavy and dark material.
TDLR:
You can warn and tag about it all you want, but when I have to scroll through miles long posts of dark fics, I’m bound to catch fragments here or there of words and phrases of things that are utterly triggering and retraumatizing to me, and no doubt, other people. Many people have openly discussed and warned y’all about this many times about how you guys post your stuff. It’s just courtesy to watch how you do it. That’s all ❤️ that’s all we’re asking, please 🙏🏻 like, there’s literally no other problem than that. You all are amazing writers. Love the content. Feel free to write literally whatever your heart desires. I just personally couldn’t take it anymore, day after day.
Friendly reminder that having trauma doesn't give you the right to report authors in hopes of getting their blogs and hard work deleted simply because their fics triggers you. Grow the fuck up rather than trying to destroy someone's work simply because you can't manage your triggers.
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It's weird, and truly, it IS as simple as blocking or scrolling past. You can simply look to a blank spot in your screen OR dismiss the post.
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toboldlymuppet · 1 year
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cranky fandom wank hours
It sucks that this is my post after a while of not updating art here but I have to say something about it. The level of vitriol and hate I’ve gotten as an Izzy fan (why yes, that fictional little pathetic man over on that little queer pirate show that speaks about kindness & acceptance, of growing past your trauma & toxic mentality, That One) has been 10x as worse than in any fandom I’ve been in, and I’ve been in fandom for more than a decade now. I’ve modded a fairly large game discord (at 100k+) and even then, I haven’t had death threats lobbied at me so aggressively until I got into this show. I was never shy about my anti-colonialism stance, my Filipino heritage, my sexuality or gender identity, especially having recently realized that I fall into the nb spectrum. Or all my stances on shitty IRL things that are both morally and legally reprehensible. And yet, the number of “racist/pedophile/rapist/colonizer/abuse apologist” I’ve gotten in my dms has pushed me enough to close my twitter dms & asks here, something I haven’t done at all (most especially on twitter where I’ve kept it open since 2014). People I know who enjoyed staying in our own lane & enjoying one rat bastard has gotten hate and death threats, we’ve had someone doxxed, many of us fear doxxing, I’ve been thrown into a list of ‘known rapists/abusers” for daring to do fanwork of my current favorite pirate. A lot of us fans are POC and trans and nonbinary, or somewhere around that spectrum, and yet we’ve been constantly drowned out by people who think that fandom = activism? Who act like surely it’s just a conglomerate of white cis fans who flock around Izzy. Nice, way to fuckin misgender and act like a white savior to us, oh wait, we POC/non-cis Izzy fans don’t exist, do we? Even then, so many fanwork of other POC characters on the show are by Izzy fans. Roach & Frenchie fanworks, iirc, where they’re not relegated into the side or disregarded, where they’re main characters in their own right, are primarily by us fans. We show the crew a good amount of love, and even then, if you don’t find the fanwork of a character or ship you’re looking for? Don’t attack the fans enjoying our own thing and do your own, commission an artist/writer, cultivate your own circle instead of attacking others. Izzy Hands is by far the least morally decrepit favorite I’ve gotten in many years, he’s nothing even remotely close to being ‘unredeemable’,  to apply morality to him & his fans, despite being a pirate in a fucking pirate show, totally known for their Goodwill To All Men and Upstanding Code of Ethics, is ridiculous and full of bad faith criticism. Also, can people stop tagging hate in his tag, what the fuck happened to fandom ethics or consideration, stop airing out your dirty laundry for the fans to see where we’re just here to have a good time and Stay In Our Lane. Anyway, I have a shitload of more to add but it’s 6am and I’ve frankly never been this exhausted by fandom before. This is why I’ve never done G/B stuff lol, despite having done so many wips on my initial watch. Is it cringe to have an entire vent about a sad small fictional man? Yes. But is it even cringer to focus all your time and energy into hating that guy & his fans? Also yes.
Good morning.
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possumsinpeoplesuits · 7 months
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At long last, my Our Lady of the Passion cosplay is ready for cons!
Based on this picture from Pinterest (google is finding fuck all elsewhere, but if someone knows the source I'll add it.)
The tank top is from Lockedtombmemes' Redbubble store.
The jacket is here, though I've painted the back with some fabric paint. I used the non-heat treating kind and just sort of sketched out the letters with a dark pencil to make sure the placement wasn't too awful.
The dog tags I'm not quite satisfied with because I put too little information on them, and an updated one is still waiting in the mail (I wanted to put the Wing and Cell on it, and had to reread some chapters to verify) There's loads of places to get them, but I used these.
The machetes I don't have many pictures of (I don't have a full length mirror to show them properly strapped to the legs.), but I went a little overbudget to the point it would probably have been cheaper to buy real machetes (but not as welcomed at conventions!) Still, they were from here, in case anyone wants some big ol' 27 inch props instead of the dinky ones from Spirit Halloween.
Gloves were these ones, and they fit my big ol' butch hands just fine. Nothing special there.
For my TACTICAL BLOOD OF EDEN FANNY PACK (which I already wear all the time, but changed colors to match the costume anyways) is this.
The boots are fairly ubiquitous and seem to come from various online sellers, sometimes in men's sizes, sometimes in women's, but this store has them up to a women's size 12, which I needed because I'm lorge.
Now, the mask I'm most proud of! I don't have any experience making costume bits, but I found this one meant for airsoft, which has TWO FUCKING FANS?!?! hidden in the filters to cool my face in the sweltering 80 degree Texas winters.
But! You'll notice the goggles aren't tinted, so I had to figure out how to do them myself to hide my glasses, for REASONS, but this little kit was pretty simple. There's a gluey side, so you just spray the goggles with some water, then slap them down and spend like... a fucking hour or two squeezing out the air bubbles, but aside from a single wrinkle, I think they turned out great! The red also provides some good contrast.
Now, the pants were pretty simple. These come with knee pads, and the black camo looks really nice with the gray coat and black shirt. It did take two attempts to get some that fit (One seller had the XL listed as having a 44 inch waist, equivalent to a women's 18, but labeled elsewhere with the true size of 36 inches, the bastards.), but where I got silly was the straps.
I got this tactical belt, which seems to have tipped the number of tactical things I can search for before search engines decide you're a bootlicker, and intended to use a single bike strap on each leg to hold the other end, which, well... two problems.
The blades were now being bent by my massive fucking quads because I've been doing a shitload of exercise to get fit, because apparently all I needed to get into the gym five times a week was wanting to look like my specialist book blorbo.
I couldn't bend my fucking hips.
So! I ended up ordering a total of SIX STRAPS for my legs, pairing two up high to fit the wider part of my leg, and a single one down near the knee. The upper ones I later looped through the belt to hold them up, which also doubles for making the trousers into a fucking cod piece, which, hey, some people like that. The lower ones were led up by the knee pad, so I had a somewhat stable set of six straps and one belt, which is dangerously close to becoming a Nomura-era Final Fantasy character, but hey, I gave myself carpal tunnel marathoning all the Kingdom Hearts games last year, so that's not a problem.
All in all, it probably cost me... well, more money than it should have, but it's all pretty quality stuff that I'm sure will be very toasty if we ever happen to have another winter down south.
Also, last note... boots of any kind are so much more comfortable with insoles. They don't have to be expensive, but your feet and knees will thank you at conventions when they have a good cushion under your heels.
That's about all I've learned putting this together! I'm 5'9 and around 250 pounds, give or take, so most of this is men's garments, which means the pockets are DEEP AS FUCK. Perfect for collecting small rocks.
Just something to keep in mind.
(See y'all at the conventions. I promise my Yorkshire accent will be less goofy by then, but I can't promise I'll be as nasally as the audiobook.)
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sapphicmicrofics · 6 months
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HP Sapphic Microfics
(This will be a pinned message for all existing followers + anyone who finds this blog after October 31)
October 31: Roses was the last prompt! For now, that is.
You are free and encouraged to write for the existing prompts, all of which can be found in these lists and here individually.
There are currently over 1000 microfics in the fic submissions tag, which is just absolutely insane to me. To add to that, there are 777 fics in the AO3 collection and while there is some overlap between tumblr and AO3, there are fics only posted on one platform! Which basically means you all wrote a shitload of sapphic fanfiction for these prompts.
So, for that, thank you.
I've linked to all submissions above, but I also want to point you to the tags page, where you can sort through the submissions based on ships and length. If you're looking for an individual character, just search for their name on the blog!
And, importantly: there will be more prompts! Just not in the next few months. I need a break, and I think a lot of you do too. My current consideration is to bring these prompts back every now and then, for a month or a few months at a time, so that I have time to prepare and you all have energy to participate without feeling overwhelmed.
Before that, though, I want to repeat that every single prompt that's been posted so far is still available for you to write. I get email notifications every time someone tags the blog, so I'll keep reblogging them.
The channel in the @hpsaffics server will also remain active for a little while longer, so if you're 18+ and want to check that out (including microfics that weren't posted to tumblr), find their server! They also run other incredible femslash events that I'd encourage you all to check out.
Alright then.
This microfic challenge was (and will be again) run by @siriusly-sapphic, and very kindly hosted by @hpsaffics and their incredible mod team. Thank you all so much for participating, whether you posted every single day (I see you. I love you. Seriously.) or every once in a blue moon. You've introduced me to some incredible rarepairs and have taken some of these prompts into directions I never even realised they could go. This was a damn joy to run, and I'll be excited to pick it back up somewhere in 2024.
Until then, the ask box will remain open and submissions are always accepted. Thank you all for participating and following this event <3
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ashes-writing · 2 years
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burnin for you pt six | stranger things ; g.emerson
TAG LIST BABES || REQ RULES + FANDOMS/CHARACTERS || GOT A ? || MASTERLIST
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CHAPTERS ; 
one - two - three - four - five can all be found by clicking.
AUTHORS NOTES;
SO THIS IS FLUFF. YES. FLUFF. THAT IS ALL. I wrote this as kind of a follow up to the previous chapter because I couldn't just leave us all hanging after the kiss. I had to do it.
Huuuuge thanks and all my love to everyone who reads / interacts with my writing -and puts up with and or encourages my bullshit, in the form of comments / reblogs with tags - i really love the tags I've seen they have made my heart so happy i swear / comments / reblogs and even just likes make my day, yall have no idea. I literally go into every thing I post thinking if nothing else, it's all out of my head for now, so this means so so so so much more to me that you guys are enjoying the stuff I put us through than anyone realizes.
SUMMARY;
-- the conclusion to movie night. just two cute awkward lil babies being awkward.
You're the new girl and you're kind of Gareth Emerson's polar opposite. Doesn't stop either of you from catching feelings though. Aka, the one where you're with the drummer.
PAIRING;
Gareth Emerson x Princess!Pastel!Soft Fem reader. Beyond a shitload of pink, having the obvious girl parts and such, there are literally no other descriptors given that I can remember.
WARNINGS;
The boys picking on their boy a little, a moment where Gareth wakes up with his hand on your ass, sharing a sleeping bag, a lil makeout and that's it Oh and nicknames. Nicknames.
TAGLIST;
The only people on my taglist for Stranger Things currently are listed below. If you’d like to be and you aren’t, please go add yourself via the link at the very top of the post.
@ALLELITESMUT
@AURUMBELIS
@ARIES-ARCADE
@COLE22ANN
@HCLOANGCLS
@HEYAITSKLAUDIA
@ICEQUEEN1371
@KRYS-ORION
@LETSBEDRAGONSTOGETHER
@MUSICHEALSSCARS
@SCOOBIESSNACKS
@SUITS-AND-SMIRKS
OTHER STUFF;
Right off the bat. Gareth is 18 here. Everyone is of age. Just so everybody is clear on this. Also, also. The upside down + deaths and monsters do not exist here. This is mere slice of life stuff, so if you're into that, great.
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Jeff was starting to doze off on the sofa and Grant had given up an hour before, the two teen males competing in a snoring competition. Eddie was in and out of sleep, every now and then something on the television would bring him back around and he’d jump ever so slightly, rubbing his eyes. Glancing over at the sleeping bag you and Gareth were sharing and trying not to laugh quietly or do anything to disturb the moment before ultimately dozing back off again because the movie playing is only interesting in small five minute intervals.
You gaze around the living room and realize that everyone else is asleep but you and Gareth. And it makes sense somehow, because you’ve figured out weeks ago -after you felt comfortable enough to give him your number, that his mind isn’t so good at shutting off either. After another jumpscare has you rolling onto your side to face him again, you yawn and burrow down into the sleeping bag just a little better. When you raise a hand to cradle it against the side of his face, it’s cautious. Careful because you don’t want to do too much and you’re still not sure what’s going to happen.
Sure, he kissed you and you kissed back, but you’re not nearly confident enough to assume that everything is fine and things will immediately change and you are now official. It’s just not that simple for you.
You go to pull your hand away but Gareth’s hand settles over the top of yours, holding it there. He’s doing it again, staring at your lips so intent that you can feel them start to tingle all over again and at the sensation, you’re leaning your face in towards his, heart racing but not nearly as fast as it was the first time around. You pause and he swallows hard. “Is..” you mumble, trailing off with the scent of gummy worms and Dr. Pepper on your breath lingering in the space between your mouths. Gareth licks his lips and mumbles a husky, “Yeah? What’s up, bunny. C’mon, just say it.” and you swallow hard this time, taking a shaky breath. “Is it okay if I.. Can I kiss you?”
He raises a hand to smooth hair out of your face and his fingers drag over your cheek as he stares at you. Awed because you want to kiss him again, really. He really hadn’t given much thought to anything beyond that first kiss because honestly, in the back of his mind, he assumed it probably wouldn’t get that far. He moves you a lot closer because you pulled back completely when you froze halfway to his mouth as if you were kind of having a bit of internal panic and moving you closer is the only way he knows to clue you in to the fact that he wants you as close as he can get you with no room for doubt. Your quiet little intake of breath when you’re pressed against him only makes the dull ache in his cock a little bit worse, but for the moment, his focus is you. This. Convincing you -or starting to try to convince you, that he’s not going anywhere and you have him entirely.
He’s the one inching his mouth closer to your mouth and the warmth of his breath tickles you. The warmth of his body heat engulfs you and it feels nice. Comforting, even. “You don’t have t’ ask to kiss me, bunny.” he mumbles as his lips brush yours clumsily, “Just do it. I want you to, alright?”
You manage a nod and he moves around a little, trying to arrange you both so that you’re both comfortable. Because there’s no way in hell he’s chancing Munson’s living room floor with the sleeping bag spread over you both as a blanket and he’s sure as shit not going back to crash in Eddie’s bed because he’s seen that mattress and no. Just no. There’s absolutely no fucking way.
After a little wiggling and squirming, during all of which Gareth feels like any second you’ll rock your ass back against him or touch him just right and he’ll absolutely want to die when he creams himself because he’s dangerously close to it now,  but you finally wind up draped partially on top of him with one of his arms around you and your head on his chest. You give him this cute little smile with reddened cheeks he can just faintly make out in the dim glow of the television set and you’re staring at his lips intently. Licking your own as you do it. Your mouth is getting closer and closer by the second. His hands dig into your lower back and he bites back a groan when your lips brush against his clumsily to give him this cute little peck.
But it’s not enough for him. And he wants you to know that it’s okay to really kiss him, that he wants you to. Everything is still kind of sorting itself out between the two of you. There’s this gentle and clumsy awkwardness there that has to be worked through, the two of you feeling each other out like you have been since the kiss earlier.
He grips your chin and pulls your mouth back against his, lips latching against your bottom one. Teeth tugging as his hands move up and down your back gently. You relax and melt into the kiss, your mouth falling open and this is when Gareth deepens it. By the time he has to breathe again, you’re almost literally seeing stars and you’re both panting for your next breath. “It’s okay. You can kiss me whenever you want.” he repeats quietly, stroking your cheek as he holds your face in his hands. “I meant it, bunny. I want you to.”
“O-okay. I’m sorry, I’m just… I’m not used to any of this, Gareth.” you admit quietly, frowning a little. Wondering if your lack of experience when it comes to relationships is going to be a problem that will make him annoyed sooner or later. The guy you dated last year, the one that really hurt you… He was the first guy you ever really tried to let in closer. After everything happened at your old school, you kind of just shut down. Until your arrival in Hawkins.  Until Gareth, you think to yourself, but you try to shove it down because it’s too soon and you’re still so very anxious, afraid of what could very well happen again. Even though on the deepest level within yourself, you trust him. You can feel that he’d never intentionally hurt you but the habit and your defenses are just so hard to break through most of the time.
He chuckles quietly and nods, leaning up and pulling you down so your face is closer to his own, kissing your forehead. “I know. It’s okay, baby. ‘S all gonna be okay, bunny. I promise.”
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The first thing he realizes when he wakes up is that you fell asleep partially on top of him and at some point during the night, your tank top and shorts rode up and his hand wound up on your ass. You’re still asleep but the sunlight streaming in through the window above where you chose to lie the night before might be about to change that and Gareth has a good split-second to panic himself before your eyes start to flutter open. You give him this cute little sleepy smile and your head settles between his neck and shoulders as you yawn and complain that one, it’s too early and two, the sun is too bright and you’re buying Mr. Munson some fucking curtains. Gareth chuckles quietly and forgetfully, his thumb drags over lace. 
The whine slips out before you can stop it and he’s blushing, sheepish and apologetic, quick to move his hand up to rest on your lower back instead. Your breath tickles his ear when you mumble quietly, “It’s okay.” and it feels like he might choke on his tongue but he manages to play it cool and nod instead. Eddie and Jeff are starting to wake up and Eddie, upon seeing that Grant is still sleeping, raises his pillow and brings it down on Grant’s head, laughing. “Wake up sleeping beauty.” he drawls, making Grant mumble something and attempt to shove his head beneath the pillow he’d brought along while waving an arm back, “‘M gonna punch you in the cock, Munson, fuckin hell.”
Jeff’s about to die laughing. When he glances over at Gareth, he gives him a smirk and rubs his chin thoughtfully. “Hey, look.” he says it loudly enough to draw Eddie’s attention which makes Gareth roll his eyes and grumble under his breath as Jeff says it, “The lovers are awake.”
“You two gonna get a room anytime soon?” Eddie taunts, Gareth holding up his middle finger as he blushes and stares up at him. “Ignore him, bunny. He’s a jealous asshole. And as soon as I decide I wanna move, I’m gonna kick his ass.”
“Right. Because you did it last time.” Eddie taunts, hinting at the last time the two wound up wrestling in the middle of the Emerson’s living room floor over the last can of soda. Gareth flips him off again and you laugh. Blushing bright red but not willing at all to remove yourself from the warmth of Gareth’s body. You do glance back and stick your tongue out at the other three boys. “They really are jealous, I think.” you taunt, making Gareth laugh.
“We practicin for Battle of the Bands at your place today, Emerson? Your girl can come too.. Watch you in action.” Jeff is teasing his friend because he knows that if you’re there, Gareth will be an actual mess. Gareth gazes up at you. “Do you wanna come to watch?”
You pretend to think it over and laughing, you nod. “You know the answer already.”
Gareth grins and squeezes you a little. “Just kind of feels like this whole thing is a dream.”
You nod in agreement and smile, leaning down to whisper, “If it is, it’s a good one and I dunno that I wanna wake up.”
This only makes him smile even more, pressing a kiss to the bridge of your nose. “As much as I don’t wanna, we need t’ get up I guess.”
You pout a little, but you wiggle out from beneath the sleeping bag, stretching as you stand, then offering your hand out to him. He grabs hold and lets you think you pulled him up when he stands. 
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l0standn0tf0und · 2 years
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the seventh part of my favorite fics with Little Beautiful Gorgeous Breathtaking Talented Meow Meow
first part
second part
third part
fourth part
fifth part
sixth part
* - smut
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I'll sit here, with my arms wrapped around you, all night
I really do love you (😭the reason of my mental breakdown, such a good work)
the part of me i’ll always need
♡shy boy (everyone, do you hear me? I mean everyone, drop anything you're doing now, and read this one and the one below. because these are pure perfection)
♡prompt 17
♡in need of some extra love
♡let's just cuddle?
♡I'll kiss you again (if every time I re-read this I received a coin, then I would be a millionaire. I'm dead serious, I've re-read it for a shitload of times, this fic deserves all the time in the world to be spent on reading it)
♡love is in the small things
♡fluffy abc (14k of perfect representation of relationships with thomas. 14k of sweetness. 14k of perfectly described temper of thomas. and simply 14k of words that will bring you comfort and calm)
♡all my friends told me you’d break my heart*
♡satin, lace, and other pretty things p.2 & p.3* (these are favorite smut fics ever)
♡the taste of it* (no, I've changed my mind, this! is my favorite smut fic ever)
♡lesson one: it's all about anticipation*
♡lesson four: take matters into your own hands*
♡lesson six: the choice is yours*
♡hacred heart - tainted church* (someone, for the God's sake, call firefighters , this fic is too hot)
♡loosing it (part 1)*
all the love to the authors of all these masterpieces: @cuzimitaliano @eyoricka @tempobrucera @mywritingonlyfans @idyllicbutterfly @writingmaneskin @filthforfriends @oro-e-diamanti ❤️
masterlist
add yourself to my taglist
sweeties from my taglist🥰: @that-one-ma-blog @littlebitchsposts @shadowhuntyi @imjustanerdwholikestoread @britishmoonchild @maneslut @iamtashaquinn @icarodamiano @butkutee @writingmaneskin @theimpossiblehologramtree @little-moonbeam-666 @ilwiwbysmv @cc0le @oro-e-diamanti @inari-zaheer @superchrystaldrug @hiraetheral @que--sera--sera @iosonoarina @idyllicbutterfly @weareoddlydrawn @teenyweenynightghost (feel free and let me know if you wanna be removed from the tag list)
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valeffelees · 2 years
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Get to Know Me Tag
indirectly tagged by @impaledlotus, my very super awesome mutual who has never once bullied me for having a brain made of noodles, even though it is completely within his rights to do so. he is very cool, y'all should follow him. n e way,
rules: answer the questions and tag nine people you want to know better.
favorite colour: - yellow and green. sometimes blue? blue the way flowers are blue.
currently reading: - gone girl, carry on, a court of wings and ruin, heaven official's blessing, and the institute, and i'm gonna be re-reading the invisible life of addie larue because i really enjoyed it. i'm also reading a handful of fanfics (three convin fics, a reed900 fanfic, and a rosella fanfic), but y'all don't need the titles for those.
last song: - line without a hook by ricky montgomery.
last series: - uuuhh... oh, i binge-watched the last season of superstore with my girlfriend a couple days ago. i don't watch a lot of tv/series anymore 'cause i spend so much time reading and writing and shit.
last movie: - a documentary about mushrooms. *shrugs*
sweet/savory/spicy: - i dunno. i only really like vegetables, but i cook them in vinegar and add a shitload of black pepper, so like. i think that's savory?
currently working on: - we're not gonna talk about the fanfic i'm working on because i was supposed to have it finished almost a month ago, but writer's block had me in a chokehold the entirety of july and august so now i'm playing catch up. *pained smile*
tagging: - ugh, i hate this part. the absolute audacity (/lh) in assuming i know nine people. NINE PEOPLE? bruh, 60% of the people i follow haven't been inactive on this hellsite since 2015, eat ass. n e way, @marvelmerlinao3 @ashterblaster @loverofbumblebees @fragmentedblacksoul @veilder @sheyshocked @sweetmaple @cptjh-arts @sobcato if y'all feelin' up to it, and anyone else who feels like doing this.
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heyitsropi · 2 years
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tag games extravanagza
finally i had some time to think about myself (why are you doing this to me lol) and here are all the tag games that i've been tagged in the last couple of days. my sincere apologies but i'm a true procrastinator
thanks for tagging me @energievie @lizelandre and @shinygalaxyperson 😘
Last song: Toploader – Dancing in the Moonlight 
Last show: Gotham and New Girl rewatch, my brain needs both every couple of years 
Currently watching: Shameless, The Mandalorian, Moon Knight (somebody needs to send help because i can’t stop re-watching those 6 episodes) 
Currently reading: i am a terrible person who is unable to finish a book since uni but constantly starts reading a new one so – Good Omens by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett, Behind the Scenes at the Museum by Kate Atkinson, Örökölt Sors by Noémi Orvos-Tóth (a Hungarian book about how the traumas of our blood relatives and ancestors affect our lives) 
Current obsession: The Mandalorian and Gallavich (i need a life) 
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name, age, and pronouns: Brie, 25, she/her 
if you could live anywhere, where would you live? i can’t really imagine myself finding a consistent place to live but most probably somewhere in Canada or England 
something on your to-do list today: sleep, it’s past 10PM here and i have work tomorrow like a responsible adult 
describe your current outfit: grey T-shirt, grey leopard print pajama shorts and a towel on my head as i’ve just washed my hair 
what’s the last song you added to your playlist(s)? i had to look this up because i usually add a shitload of songs at the same time - Black Out Days by Phantogram 
favourite holiday: i know it’s cliche but Christmas 
something you’d find in your bag/purse/backpack: discarded pens and papers and some snacks 
something you’d find in your bedroom: books, LEGO sets and Funko Pops 
you’re giving a Ted Talk, what’s it about? hmm probably something about mental illnesses and how to live with them everyday 
what’s something you’d still like to do this year? getting over my self-sabotaging tendencies and apply for a film-making course
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Comfort movie: The Mummy (1999) - i’m watching it right now lol
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Comfort food: my grandma’s stuffed cabbage, it’s a Hungarian dish look it up
Comfort clothing: my adidas sneakers, i found them at the boy’s section at the mall and i haven’t been the same since 
Comfort song: Ezio's Family by Jesper Kyd, i'm a geek leave me alone
Comfort book: Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban by JK Rowling 
Comfort game: Sims 3 all the way 
this was loads of fun!!! most probably everyone else already filled these out so i'm not tagging anyone BUT if there's anyone left who wants to join.... you know what to do
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katzensilber · 2 years
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Hi anon, for some reason I am unable to respond to your messages, but I appreciate the heads-up that my posts were appearing in the search even for tags after the first five! This is very unsettling - it must be a new Tumblr update.
FYI for anyone else who also didn't know this: apparently now your posts will appear in the general search results for ALL your tags, not just for the first five tags on any post. I'm sure many of us remember dutifully entering 'tag one', 'tag two', etc. all the way up to five - in order to ensure that our post would not show up when people search for a certain tag - before starting to add the actual topical tags for the post in question. It seems that this has now changed, and even if you hide your topical tags all the way at the end after tons of others... your post can still be found by strangers.
This is honestly pretty concerning. I've been intentionally "hiding" tags after the first five for years, feeling safe in the confidence that nobody but my followers would see them, and now I learn that for who-knows-how-long, my posts have been exposed to absolutely anyone. Did I miss an update from staff about this? Or did they change it without telling anyone?
I don't even want to think about how many old posts I'll have to go through now, changing the tags in order to regain my privacy :( But thank you again so much, anon, for letting me know!
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exeggcute · 2 years
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Let’s not pretend Tumblr is blameless in this. They could easily do what discord did and add a feature to ‘opt-in’ as it were to these tags. Also there’s no reason to be banning ‘my writing’ as a tag or things like it (PTSD, content warning, depression, etc.) - they’re doing this themselves and finding no solution for it like discord did.
the opt-in feature on discord only got added after a shitload of backlash and it STILL doesn't solve the issue—all that does it make it so if your friend posts a dick joke in a gaming server you can still see it, but if a sever gets deemed "mature" (as in, primarily exists to post nsfw content) that entire server is inaccessible on iOS devices. idk what to say. apple is extremely fucking draconian in their practices and I can't speak to the specific tags being banned but I assume it's part of the family-friendly shit; ostensibly apple doesn't want ""kids"" to see posts about depression. I'd assume "my writing" got a blanket ban because it's a tag that sometimes gets used in conjunction with smut fanfiction and so the whole tag's gotta go?
like, it's extremely stupid on all counts. not arguing with anyone there. but directing the blame at tumblr is simultaneously giving them too much credit (even though you and I still use this site they are like, a non-player in the social media space right now. their team is five robots who write code and one overworked CS rep.) and letting a multitrillion-dollar (I said "multibillion" at first but I was wrong. TRILLION!) company like apple off the hook.
all I'm saying is you can get mad at tumblr if you want but it's gonna do nothing. zilch. nada. I'd rather set my sights on a realistic adversary than yell at the people who can't do anything and are also probably pretty pissed about it
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bringmoreknives · 3 years
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HOW TO RECOGNIZE REPOSTED GIFS/EDITS
lately, i’ve been seeing a huge rise in reposts of gifs and edits, and of spreading those reposts. i don’t think it’s a malicious thing at all from people who reblog them, but it’s important to be able to spot them in the future so that we can stop perpetuating this kind of behavior. so without any further ado, here are a few ways to recognize reposted gifs and edits. please keep in mind that it’s usually a combination of a few of these factors, and that one of them being present doesn’t necessarily mean the post is DEFINITELY a repost. be smart, but also be vigilant!
1. non-matching watermarks a watermark is a (usually) small/unobtrusive placing of the gifmaker/editor’s url or username somewhere on the gif. for example, here’s a gif i made; you can see my tumblr url, bringmoreknives, very lightly in the upper left corner.
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now, just because you see a post from a blog with a different url than the one in the watermark doesn’t necessarily mean it’s a repost. editors and gifmakers change their urls, just like everyone else does. however, the watermark is a good place to start. you can always go to that original url and see if you can trace them to the blog that posted the post in question. and if you’re an editor, make sure you watermark your shit and leave a clear trail to your new blog -- i have redirect pages set up on all my old urls, all the way back to when i first made this blog in 2013. 
2. mismatched gifs or edits being posted together, or media being posted in an awkward way in my opinion, this is the best indicator of reposts. oftentimes, because they don’t make the content themselves, reposters don’t understand the logic of making a cohesive gif or edit set, and so will cram a bunch of random gifs/edits of different sizes, video qualities, and psds/effects together into one post. they also might post gifs that were meant to be side by side on top of each other or vice versa, resulting in a reduction of quality and everything looking super pixel-y. 
in a post, this will look like:
dramatically different colorings on gifs being posted side by side (not just, like, one or two black and white gifs in a clear color scheme, but one sepia-toned, one original colored, one extremely lightened, etc)
parts of some images being cut off due to different image dimensions
media from a bunch of different events, appearances, episodes, etc. that isn’t tied together by a common theme
3. use of tumblr mobile “fonts” in the caption this is a super obvious one, imo. again, on its own it’s not necessarily a giveaway, but i don’t know any editor who posts original gifs from their phone, simply because you need photoshop to make them, and therefore the files will be on your computer.
4. captions that comment on the content, or a lack of caption at all lack of a caption is less indicative of a repost than an odd caption is. but reposters often caption their reposted comment with something relatively irrelevant, like “omg he’s so cute” or something. additionally, many original posts will have a link to the video source in the caption -- so if everything else checks out AND there’s a source linked, it’s probably fine. (again, lack of a linked video source is not a marker of a repost: tumblr recently changed the rules where any post with an external link won’t show up in tags, so many creators leave off source links now.) also, worth mentioning that people DO often repost with the caption “not my gif/edit/pic,” and this is a great reminder that that is not an acceptable alternative to simply REBLOGGING  POST FROM THE ORIGINAL SOURCE.
5. lack of a tag to indicate that the work is the poster’s own creators will often have tags for all of their original content. this can be anything from “mine,” “my stuff,” etc. to a series of asterisks or other punctuation marks that aren’t likely to be used for anything else. additionally, many creators will prominently display a link to this somewhere on their blog, if they have a custom theme. if a post doesn’t have some kind of tag indicating ownership that you can click on and browse to see more original content, that can be a major red flag.
6. crosstagging/adding irrelevant tags reposters want to get their posts seen, reblogged, and liked by as many people as possible. they thrive off clout for stuff they didn’t make. therefore, they have a tendency to add a SHITLOAD of tags that don’t really have anything to do with the actual subject matter. for example, if it’s mcr reposts, they might tag all of the band members, even if they’re not all featured, all of the album names, a ton of bands in the same musical circles, and even instagram-esque hashtags like “cute,” “emo,” “scenecore,” etc.
and there you have it -- here are some of the ways i know to spot reposts from seven years as a creator on this site. you get better at it the more time you spend in a fandom, because you’ll recognize content that popularly gets reposted, and also just learn to have a trained eye for this sort of thing. but until you reach that stage, i hope that this helps. please reblog to spread the word, and don’t be afraid to call out reposters, with links to the original post if you can find it, because creators on this site have a hard enough time as it is. and feel free to add anything else you use to spot reposts!
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sarenhale · 2 years
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Hey guys, I just wanted to jump in here and make a couple of things clear, since Endwalker is up live today (for early access people like me). What you can expect from me and my blog: 
I will share some screenshots, thoughts and maybe art relating to the expansion, but I will always tag it as ‘endwalker’, ‘endwalker spoilers’ and ‘spoilers’. If you’re concerned by spoilers and haven’t already blocked these words, I highly encourage you to do so. You can do it by accessing the Settings on your blog, and go to ‘filtering’. Add those words to your blocked words!
I WON’T be posting super frequently like I used to do during my MSQ adventure, I currently have a shitload amount of freelance work to do which will slow my story progress considerably, AND I also want to enjoy this expansion wholeheartedly, by going through it at my own pace, slowly, like I feel comfortable doing, without feeling any pressure from social media and other people.
I won’t be using twitter much- it’s a bit too chaotic now that the expansion is out, and despite me muting spoiler words, I am still wary of the spoilers I might accidentally catch there - but I will take shelter here on tumblr like I always did. It feels way more relaxed and chill, and I like it here. It feels like I can go through the story at my own comfort without having to ‘compete’ with anyone.
That said, happy Endwalker everyone! Hopefully we all get to experience this amazing new story at our own pace, without pressure or fear of missing out. 
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slashscowboyboots · 3 years
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The Stars Are a Part of Us: Different Speeds (Part 4)
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Part 1 Part 2 Part 3
Tag list @izzysdenimjacket ​ @warrendemachokeme @awrestlinggirlwholoves80sbands ​ @smokeandmirrorz ​ @sodalitefully ​ @roger-taylors-car ​ @lost-in-the-80s @whisperess33 ​ @shawolat ​ ​@80snikki @rumoured-whispers
Warnings: Underage sex, drug use, drinking, implied violence.  18+ ONLY
Notes: Track #2 is by the sadly underrated Cowboy Junkies.  It was released in '93, and I wondered if I should include in a fic set in 1987, but then I realized this is fiction and there's no rules!   Yayyy!  It's such a killer song I had to add it.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ajtnaiLaJNQ
Checkout was at the ungodly hour of 11, and of course none of the band was anywhere to be found, just Karen perched on a chair in the lobby, still reading her book.  Love’s Surrender was the title of it, and Izzy snorted through his nose.  Surrendering was probably the last thing this uptight broad ever did.
“Fun night?” she asked, her eyes not leaving her page.
He shrugged.  “‘S’all right.”
She lowered her book.  “Heard you met Kasey.”
Izzy blinked.  “Uh, um, yeah.”
She rolled her eyes, exasperation pulling down her mouth.  “Oh, of course you don’t know her name,” she snapped.
“She didn’t know mine either,” he retorted.  “She thought I was Axl.”
Karen sighed.  “She blew him too.”
“Huh.  I thought he was with Velvet.”
Her eyes met his.  “Velvet insisted on it.”
Izzy furrowed his eyebrows.
“Hazing ritual.  She made Kasey suck him off in front of everyone, then he announced that Velvet was better at it.  Velvet always does the local talent dirty.”
Izzy closed his eyes.  “Fuck,” he breathed, “you bitches don’t take any prisoners.”
She gave him a hard look.  “You’re the wildest band in LA.  Did you expect angelic whores?”
Izzy frowned, then said, “You’re not just here because of us, are you?  You protect her from the other girls too.”
“No.   She’s everyone’s little sister, although I’d kill one of them for doing something to her.”  She narrowed her eyes at him again.  “I’m here because I think I need to be.  Cause if I didn’t, I’d be sitting this shindig out.  This is definitely my last rodeo.”
“This is your third tour, isn’t it?  You were with Def Leppard too.”
Her eyes widened, and Izzy nearly licked his lips in glee.  “Steve is Steve Clark.  I found out some dirt about you,” he smirked.
“Choose your next words very carefully,” she said in a low voice.
“You were a groupie.  Were you running naked through the hallways too?”
She stiffened, eyes widening and her face going pale, and for a second Izzy thought she was going to slap his face.  “No, I was trying to keep him from killing himself, you fucking asshole,” she gritted, then slumped down.  “I thought a blow job would put you in a better mood.  Guess you’re just a dick 24/7.”
“Sissy!” Celestia cried, flopping down on Karen’s lap.  
“Hi, Sis.  You and your beau doing all right?”
“Yeah,” Celestia answered, centering herself on Karen’s legs.  She was taller than Karen, and was nearly crushing her.  “Did I tell you he has an anaconda?”
Karen made a face.  “Celestia, I don’t need to hear about that.”
Celestia giggled.  “No, he has a snake!  His name is Clyde.  He has some bearded dragons too.”
Karen shifted in her chair.  “That’s lovely, Sis.  Who’s taking care of them?”
Celestia hung onto Karen’s shoulders.  “Uh, he says someone named Yvonne.”
Karen took a deep breath.  “Is that his girlfriend?” she asked gently.
“His ex.”
“Uh huh.  And she still has custody of his pets?”
Celestia nodded.
“Then she’s not an ex.  An ex would’ve poisoned them.”
“You think he still has a girlfriend?” Celestia gasped.
Karen shot another look at Izzy.  “I think they all do.  Probably a few kids they don’t know about too.”
Celestia leaped off Karen’s lap.  “Omigosh!  Slaa-ash!  Do you have any kids?”
Slash took a sip from a styrofoam cup and pulled his top hat down over his eyes.  “I don’t think so,” he muttered, throwing an arm around Celestia.
Izzy shook his head.  “You have a really cynical view of the world, don’t you?”
Karen snorted.  “I’m never wrong.”
Izzy took a drag from a cigarette.  “Actually, you are.”
“Is he still seeing Yvonne?”
“Hell if I know.  But I don’t have a girlfriend.  Mine got married.  And not to me.”
Karen looked down.  “I’m sorry.”
“Yeah.  You write a song about a woman, and she dumps yer ass when you’re drying out.”
“Was it ‘Sweet Child of Mine?’”
He shook his head.  “I co-wrote the music on that, but no.  I wrote ‘Patience’ for her.”
Karen’s eyes widened in amazement.  “You wrote ‘Patience?’”
He stood up and stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray.  “Yeah.  And you’re wrong about something else too.  I’m not a dick 24/7, although you’ll never find that out.”  
Izzy leaned over his seat on the bus and looked down at Karen, still engrossed in her book.
“What do you do for fun on the road?” he asked her.
She didn’t look up.  “I’m having a love affair with my vibrator.”
“Oh, ha ha, smartass.”
She turned a page.  “You think I’m joking.  It’s Japanese and has different speeds.  I’ll never need a man again.”
Izzy didn’t say anything, but he could feel his eyes getting bigger.  Guess you’re not the prude I thought you were.
“Wow, that shut you up,” she chuckled, looking up at him.  “Are you bored on the road already?”
He nodded.  “I don’t get fucked up anymore, and that took up a lot of time, y’know.  I’m not scoring or getting drunk and now I have just…...time.”
“Yeah.  Well, I like to read, and being with my sisters.  Sometimes, I like to see the towns we’re in, get out of the hotel a little.  I like shooting pool.  I really like karaoke but I doubt if they have a lot of that here.  I’ve seen your itinerary and it wasn’t promising, they’ve got you out in Bumfuck most of the time.”  She knitted her eyebrows.  “You’re a guitarist, why don’t you play guitar?”
“That’s what I did last night.  I don’t know if I can do that every night.”
She cleared her throat.  “I’m sure there’s a Kasey in every town.  I doubt you’ll be bored for long.”
He shrugged.  “That does it for you?  Reading all the time?”
She looked up at him.  “I rather enjoy being bored.  There were many times I was on the verge of a heart attack, and I longed to be bored.”
“Steve kept you hopping, huh?”
She held his eyes for a long time, furious, then dropped her head.  “Yeah, he did.”  She looked up.  “Is that what you want, me to talk about him?  Fine.  I was in love, he wasn’t, end of story.”
He saw the pain etched in her face, and he let it drop.  He lit a cigarette and asked, “You’ve seen our itinerary?”
“Yeah.  The record company doesn't have a lot of faith in you, do they?”
He shook his head.  “They think we’ll be dead by the end of this week.”
“Those seem like good odds.  Where’s your record at?”
“At?”
“The top 100.”
“I dunno, 101 I guess.”
“Is it moving up?”
Izzy blinked. 
She sighed.  “Okay, how big was your record deal?”
“Two hundred fifty grand.”
She sucked air between her teeth.  “You know you have to recoup your costs, right?  I’m guessing you have a slew of lawyers and a bunch of court fees too.”
Silence.
“Izzy.  Have you talked to MTV?”
He shook his head.  “They won’t play our video.”
“You made a video?  For how much?”
“$75,000.  With Nigel Dick.”
“Ooh, you used a name.”
“That’s bad?”
“Yeah, cause he’s the only one who made money from it.”   She lit a cigarette.  “Izzy, are you aware you guys are broke?”
“We're getting a per diem.”
“You’re in the hole is what you are.  Who are you signed with?”
“Uh, Geffen.”
“Huh.  So just one man owns your ass.”
“So what you’re saying is that we’re in debt to the record company?”
“Yeah, big time.  I mean, Hoss, if your album tanks, you could be sued.”
He exhaled.   “How do you know all this?”
“Because I paid attention when the suits showed up.  I knew there had to be a reason for a record exec to leave his wife and kids to hump it all the way out to BFE to talk to the band.”  She lit another cigarette.  “”Pyromania’ started moving up the charts, and the suits came more and more frequently.”
“Def Leppard are millionaires.  I mean, their music sucks, but they made a shitload of money off of it.”
“It took them awhile to make it, though.  They had to pay back Mercury, plus they used Marilyn Monroe’s image in the ‘Photograph’ video and it cost them a bundle.”  She shook her head.  “Your attorney fees will keep you in the red for a while.  Especially if you keep playing these podunk towns.”
“Fuck.”
“Yeah.”  Karen took a drag.  “Well, maybe the record company is looking out for you.  They probably figure you can’t kill yourselves out here in the boonies.”
“IZZY!” Steven shrieked, slapping him on the back.  “Howya doin’, brother?”
Izzy smiled.  “I’m all right, man.  How are you?”
Steven was nearly hopping up and down in his dingy white hi tops.  “I’m so excited, man, we’ve got a gig tonight.  We’re gonna ROCK Canada, aren’t we, Izz?”
“You bet your ass, Stevie.”
“You!” Steven shouted to Karen.  “You, what’s your name?  Donna?”
“Karen.”
“Yeaah, Karen.  You really should fuck Izzy, girl!  He’s cool.  Like the coolest brother you could ever have.”
Izzy smirked.  “She says she doesn’t need a man, she got a device with different speeds.”
Steven looked horrified, then he grinned.  “Well, let him use it on you.”
Karen blinked, and Izzy cleared his throat.  “Dude, she’s not into that,” he said.
“Too bad.  Fuck, that girl I’m with is insane, man.  She ate that girl Kasey out last night for like an hour, man.  Then they sucked me off at the same time!  I’m living the dream, Izz.  I don’t want this tour to ever end.”  He hugged Izzy, then went back to his seat and snuggled up to a sleeping Absinthe.
Izzy raised an ornery eyebrow at Karen.  “So, different speeds, huh?”
“Absolutely not.  And you can’t borrow it either.”  Her eyes slid to Steven’s seat.  “Coke always make him like that?”
“Yeah, he takes a while to come down.  He’s pretty hyper to begin with.”
“Well, you should have a high energy set then.”
Izzy rested his arms on the top of the seat.  “You’ve seen us play.  What do you think?”
Karen fought a smile.  “You don’t suck.”
“Says the woman who traveled with Def Leppard.”
She gave him the middle finger.  “Keep it up, Hoss, and I’ll ram my Japanese precious where the sun don’t shine.”
Izzy puckered his lips and made obnoxious kissing noises, then said, “Promises, promises,” and flopped down in his seat.
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