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vhagarlovebot · 6 months

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MAKE THE FRIENDSHIP BRACELETS, TAKE THE MOMENT AND TASTE IT | AEMOND TARGARYEN

SOCIAL MEDIA!AU summary: in wich aemond is not afraid to make his move. very, very publicly, making the whole internet go insane. pairings: actor!aemond x singer!reader content warnings: faceclaim is sabrina carpenter but you can imagine reader as you'd like, some cursing, taylor swift/travis kelce inspired plot, use of y/n because it is necessary!! if you don’t like it, sorry. note: omg i can't believe i'm doing this, hope you enjoy this piece little piece as much as i enjoyed making it! as i say; being delulu is the solulu. and here i am feeding into all out delusions. comments & reblogs are greatly appreciated! love you, mwah. 💋

TWITTER ‣ AUG 12, 2023.

INSTAGRAM ‣ AUG 12, 2023.

INSTAGRAM ‣ AUG 13, 2023.

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yourusername oldtown i couldn’t love you more. had the best first night with you and we still have three more to go! thanks so much to everyone there, i couldn't do this whout you. see you tonight for round 2? 🤍

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user1 i can't believe i couldn't be there

zendaya had the best night with u!

yourusername thank u sm for coming, love you. 💗

user2 MOTHER IS MOTHERING

user3 i don't now if i wanna be her or if i wanna be with her

user4 I DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU BUT I SEE AEMOND TARGARYEN IN HER LIKES

user5 I THOUGHT IT WAS A MISTAKE AT FIRST user6 I mean he was at Oldtown night1 so... user7 HE WENT TO HER CONCERT? user8 BESTIE HAVE YOU NOT SEEN THE PICS?

troyesivan see you 2night oldtown. ✌️

AEMOND TARGARYEN INTERVIEW ‣ AUG 25, 2023.

TWITTER ‣ AUG 25-26, 2023.

INSTAGRAM ‣ SEPT 21, 2023.

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fairyhelaena friends and family for the weekend @ highgarden. 💚🌺🪴🍃🕊️

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lucerys03 looking 💯 as always.

baelatarg stop lying to yourself

user9 OH MY GOD IS THAT WHO I THINK IT IS

user10 is that @yourusername in the second slide???

user11 yes!! she's in the fourth one too

yourusername 🤍🤍🤍

user12 it's impossible that she doesn't know about what aemond said, right? user13 knowing how jace is i'm sure she already knows. they probably were giving her a hard time lol

user14 Y/N hanging out with aemond's family but not him would never not make me laugh

user15 he's out there telling the world he likes her and she still hasn't say anything user16 and she doesn't have to. leave the poor girl alone user17 i mean she spent the whole weekend with aemond's sister and nephews, maybe he was there too user18 sorry to disappoint you but he's in king's landing user19 bro must be fuming, everyone in his family meeting his girl except for him

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yourusername took a couple of days off to hang out with some friends. see you in a bit for the second and final leg of the cruel summer tour! 💌

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user20 she's glowing

user21 wait- i feel like i've seen that guy before

user22 that's because he's aemond's nephew and also an actor

fairyhelaena my pretty 🌟

user23 THAT'S LUKE VELARYON???????

user24 HE IS !!!!! user25 yes he is, she was with aemond's family during the weekend

user26 idk why but i have the feeling that aemond saw these pics and ran to call luke

user27 and was probably screaming at him for an hour lol user28 another reason for aemond to hate him user29 he doesn't hate him, he's family user28 you can hate family user30 stfu it is well known that they have had their differences but they're in good terms now user31 besides who are we to talk about it? that's private. there are comments under aemond's posts of them joking with each other lol user30 idk why she's talking shit.

user32 WHY IS SHE WITH HIS FAMILY BUT NOT WITH HIM?

user33 what world are we living in

iMESSAGE ‣ SEPT 31, 2023.

TWITTER ‣ OCT 10, 2023.

TWITTER ‣ OCT 28, 2023.

TWITTER ‣ DEC 04, 2023.

let me give you a kiss if you make it here! and let me know if you'd like a part 2 of this little smau. as i said comments & reblog are greatly appreciated!

#📮 ⌇ my works ˖⋆࿐#aemond targaryen x reader #hotd smau #social media au #hotd fanfic #hotd x reader #modern!aemond #aemond targaryen imagine #aemond x reader #aemond targaryen x you

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diorsbrando · 5 months

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cw ━━ ! minors, ageless and blank blogs DO NOT INTERACT. this is a toji-centric fic (exclusively from his pov with third person narration) so it doesn’t truly have a reader, but the “woman” often being mentioned throughout is afab. loosely based on chapter 75 of the manga. contains heavy (ish) angst + and descriptions of angst. contains nsfw and descriptions of explicit scenarios, including penetrative sex (reflecting on it already happening) and masturbation (m. receiving, mentions of dried cum). metaphorical (sort of??) depictions of dark themes (i.e., nonexistent “voices”, bad coping skills, toji’s deep emotional and mental trauma, hints of dissociation, etc.). toji is emotionally stunted n constipated and therefore kinda rude. i’m trying to depict him as realistically as possible. lmk if i missed something ♡.

word count ━━ ! 2.0k

notes ━━ ! i posted this fic last night but i am reposting because it wasn’t showing up in the tags (sobs loudly) so i'm sorry for tagging everyone again. i hope you all enjoy this though. wanted highlight an important aspect of toji's life (after mamaguro's death) in a different way bc a lot of the fandom glosses it over w/ jokes. they can be funny or whatever but what this man has been through is actually sad and must have been difficult. since gege refuses to give more backstory on him, i wanted to try and verbalize a more somber, realistic version of toji and dissect him a bit. hopefully i did well characterizing him in this context. reblogs and commentary are very much appreciated!!!!

TOJI'S RAGGED BREATHS SOON evened out after a few minutes. His strong, scarred chest resumed its normal pattern and pacing of its rises and falls. The tail end of his constrained groans of pleasure and expletives lingered in the air along with the stuffy aroma of sex.

With his head resting against the headboard of this woman's bed━ a woman whose name briefly escaped from his mind━ and his increasingly soft cock resting in his callous palms, Toji's eyes slowly pried themselves open and were motionlessly glued to the white ceiling.

He laid there in that position, unmoving, for at least five minutes. Silence swallowed up the space of the room, except for the distant sound of a shower running directly across the hall.

At present, all Toji had the energy for was to breathe and blink. He didn't even move to immediately rid himself of his own ropes of cum that were beginning to harden in his hand in spots on his inner thighs.

Like a spark of static electricity giving him a miniscule jolt of energy, Toji found it within himself to drag his dark, jade irises over to the bedroom door that was slightly ajar, and stared at it as he listened to the water from the showerhead rain on the woman bathing herself.

The events of the last couple of hours replayed throughout his mind's eye as he blankly stared at the entryway. He thought about how he met the woman at one of the establishments he preferred to gamble his money at and how her sugary smile sweetened his silver tongue. He pondered over how he somehow persuaded her to take him back to her very nice apartment, and how he in return gained a place to lay low and rest for the next week or so, by coaxing her with his words and his well-endowed cock.

A gruff, sardonic chuckle fell from his parted lips when he then started thinking about the intercourse he engaged in with this woman. Despite how good it was, despite how her cunt squeezed and fluttered around him, at the end of it all, he still had to resort to pumping his own length like a touch deprived teenager just to obtain that release that's been building up over the last few hours.

Mentally shaking away the lethargy that plagued every square inch of his brain and body, the former Zen'in lifted his head and directed his vision at his bare lap and the sheets that pooled around his knees. Allowing his head fall forward a bit, his inky black hair acted as curtains to conceal his scarred face━ and the other thoughts that lurked in the shadows of his mind that threatened to reveal themselves on his countenance.

If this is what post-nut clarity truly felt like, Toji would have preferred to remain in the state of blissful ignorance and perpetual 'arousal' forever.

He's never felt so blinded by his reality than he did in this moment.

As he thought over this, dark tendrils of smoke rose and slithered out from his repressed memories, suffocating his consciousness like a python squeezing the life out of its prey. He ignored the sensation and its whispers that told him that that wasn't true. He lent a deaf ear to its reminders that he had always been cognizant.

Toji had always been painfully aware of his feelings and the realities that were constantly handed to him. The reality of the life he ran away from, the reality that crumbled away and died with his wife, and of the fucking pathetic reality that stared at him in the face in the form of his dried seed and some stranger's bed. Deep down he unfortunately remembered and was aware of everything. He only became increasingly more conscious, as the months and years toiled by, that he didn't want to be. It was less of a pain that way.

But goddamn it, sometimes his mind was too sharp for its own good, his thoughts strayed too far that it would pierce his very heart and soul.

Toji's vacant gaze was no longer trained on his hands, but more like past them━ into the metaphysical void of space itself, and he was dragged deeper into thoughts he didn't like to revisit or linger on. Everything around him seemed to become muffled and faded into nonexistence.

Toji had previously believed that he didn't care how he lived anymore, as long as he got paid what he was owed and someone didn't try to assassinate him as he slept, then everything else was fine. He believed that going through life like this was no big deal, that this ephemeral living situation didn't bother him. He again ignored the tendrils that reminded him that it did.

A grimace of contempt formed on his face when he subconsciously compared his current behavior of jumping from woman to woman to that of some kind of male prostitute. It shouldn't have bothered him, really━ wasn't like he put a gun to any of their heads or something. It was their problem if they wanted to spread their legs for him, and he enjoyed sex, relatively free meals and some extra spending cash here and there. None of that was supposed to tug uncomfortably at his soul but it did.

And it made sense that it did, when memories of his late wife still flashed in his mind from time to time━ like at this very moment, for example. She appeared whenever his eyes fluttered shut for too long or when he was pulled so far underneath the surface of his own thoughts. Strangely enough, this wasn't exclusive to after having sex with another woman or mindless masturbating.

He was supposed to have gotten rid of that stupid self-respect, this dignity and its adjacent shame, that still lingered in the back of his chest.

He promised himself that he wouldn't live by such standards of pride anymore. He hasn't for a long time, and has been doing well but. . . . but why did the specters of doubt still haunt him so? Hasn't he suffered enough? Those remnants and emotions of an existence that slipped through the cracks and fell into the abyss, shouldn't be able to reach him all the way up here.

But they did.

Toji wasn't as foreign to doubt, to shame, to pride & to self-respect as he thought he was. He'd just been fooling himself. He had always been very persuasive.

None of those things had ever done him any good anyway. All they did was remind him that he was still human.

A useless sentiment. One that no longer mattered.

He shifted his head to the right, gaze hooded before he briefly closed his eyes━ as if he were trying to avert his attention away from something disturbing━ in a feeble attempt to extinguish the wispy embers of his thoughts and ignore its voice.

But Toji’s soul would always smolder with rejection, a characteristic of his that was so deeply ingrained into the fabric of his existence, it wouldn't dissipate no matter how much he wanted it to. His acceptance or refusal of this notion would always be apart of him━ it would always define who he was, whether he welcomed it or not.

But he didn’t care. Caring would make him feel, and reflect and remember too much, and he wasn't really itching to do any of those things anymore.

He only opened his eyes again by a few centimeters, his long dark lashes nearly obscuring his vision completely. His broad shoulders faintly slumped forward, and the fist he didn’t know was clenched into a fist relaxed itself. Like everything else, he ignored the dull ache his short finger nails caused, creating crescent shaped marks on his hand.

The large man hadn't realized the woman was finished with her shower until his ears picked up the sound of her feet on the hardwood floor. The padding noise that steadily increased in volume was enough to break Toji free of his torpid stupor, allowing him to swing his legs over the bed and finally stand up.

Stretching out his limbs and rolling his shoulders, his muscles flexed and shifted across the wide planes of his marred but statuesque body.

As he began looking around for his shirt and boxers, his phone vibrated on the bedside table. Toji picked up and answered without even bothering to check who it was, because there were only two people that had this particular number. And one of those people had an unfortunate "accident” during a previous job.

“What is it?” he answered, slightly startling himself with his own voice; it didn’t quite sound like it came from his mouth. It seemed a little raspier, rougher around the edges, and deeper than usual, like he hasn't spoken in long time.

“Now is that any way to greet the person who so generously hands you on a silver platter?” Shiu Kong’s equally deep but honey-smooth voice reverberated in Toji’s ear.

Toji’s eye roll was practically audible as Shiu chuckled mirthfully on the other line, already imagining the look on his client’s face.

Without having to turn around, he sensed the presence of the woman he was currently “staying” with enter the room. He couldn’t even be bothered to acknowledge her wrapping her arms around him from behind and kissing his upper back before floating off to her vanity and closet, which sat on the other side of the room closer to the door.

Still, even though he wasn’t next to her, Toji knew he couldn’t speak as freely as he would of liked now, which irritated him.

“Do you have something for me or not?”

“I wouldn’t be calling if I didn’t.”

After listening to what Shiu had to say, and agreeing to confirm the meeting spot via text, the phone call between them ended as swiftly as it started. Toji sighed.

Another job.

Another chance to earn money.

And although he didn’t wholly or immediately admit it to himself, it was his new distraction, and another chance to reject the wretched society that birthed him.

Toji had unknowingly zoned out trying not to think too hard about this, before the woman’s voice regained his attention by cutting through the air like a knife on a chopping board.

“Did you hear me? I was just asking who that was? . . . . Are you okay?”

The raven haired man remained still for a moment before directing his stare at the woman. He was nearly staring down his nose at her, confusion, concern and light curiosity laced in her own eyes.

The silence carried on for what felt like ages, Toji’s mostly unreadable but still intimidating expression scalded the space in between them.

But, as if his thoughts and whatever emotions it mirrored were never there to begin with, the corners of his mouth twitched upwards, and the scar that stretched across his lips curved with them in tandem. His smirk looked disarming— maybe even harmless, but something about it felt cold and wolfish, as if it weren’t genuine.

“I’m really sorry if this comes as a bit of a shock and disappointment to you, but if I'm not mistaken, I believe the phone call came through my phone. Not yours, and not ours. Thanks for the concern though, sweetheart.”

As he headed towards the door, still bare as the day he was born, Toji didn’t miss the opportunity to glide a heavy hand across the woman’s delicate shoulder blades, his grin widening by a fraction when she tried and failed to suppress a shudder.

“Oh, and um I made a little bit of a mess on the sheets after you left so, you might wanna clean that up. Probably already dried up by now. Sorry 'bout that,” his voice dipped low, utterly tantalizing as he whispered against the woman’s earlobe. The man didn’t even stick around to see her reaction, as he was already out the door and making his way to the bathroom for his own shower.

When the water warmed up to his liking, he didn’t waste any time stepping in and letting the droplets cascade down his body and relax his muscles.

Running his left hand through his hair to push it out of his face, he inhaled and exhaled deeply. Toji was able to silence and cool down the smoldering coal that burned at the bottom of his soul, the opaque tendrils retracting back to whence it came.

Just . . . . nearly.

(#) @triangularz @stygianoir @valentineluvu @ramonathinks @valentineluvu @ryukenzz @gabzlovesu @luxesiren @honeybleed @blkjupiters @souyaszn @sxphyroth . let me know if you wanna join my tag list ♡. again i apologize for tagging folks twice, this is a repost of the original 💔

#໒꒱ newborn stand ─ sosa’s filez #praying this shows up in the tags this time #jujutsu kaisen #jjk fanfic #jjk x reader #toji fushiguro #shiu kong #toji zenin #toji x reader #toji fushiguro x reader #toji x you #toji x fem reader #toji fushiguro fanfic #toji fushiguro x you

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yrrtyrrtwhenihrrthrrt · 10 months

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More Nonsense from My Ambrosius Stan Account Post:

As someone who got on Tumblr a couple years ago not really knowing the culture and rarely posts because I don't think anyone cares about the silly worms in my brain I'd like to give everyone who thought it was funny and left a like or a tag or a reblog a very I Love You and here is some more thoughts about it I had through the day that I thought nobody would care about but am posting now

The account was named @gold_loin_love and gained notoriety for being the only stan account Ambrosius actually followed

During the live stream Ballister answered the questions (that he had his followers submit beforehand) while still in character, despite the fact that he was laughing his ass off and Ambrosius was with him.

Example: "'Do you think Ballister and Ambrosius are going to get divorced?' Absolutely. They're terrible together and honestly not even cute. They probably had some cringy beach wedding with their weird pink child officiating. Ew, next question"

Ambrosius would frequently interject

"Do I think Ambrosius was toxic for cutting off Ballister's arm?"

Ambrosius, stealing the phone: "Yes he needs to be cancelled immediately."

Ballister, taking it back: "Wrong that weird creep deserved it to be honest"

He read a couple questions that were defending him and after giving them his joke answer about how they were wrong, thanked them sincerely

(sad time) The first thing he posted after the events of the movie, during which he obviously wasn't posting although how fucking funny would it have been to be Ambrosius and see Ballister's fake stan account post "lol get his ass I hope he died" over footage of him MAIMING HIM in light of all that was happening was "I'm sorry that I've been gone, the death of the Queen really took a toll on me, she was a real role model and inspiration of mine. I'm especially sorry to Ambrosius. I wish I hadn't run away. I wish I'd been there for you through all this, I know it must have been so hard. I really hope everyone forgives him."

(sad time over, silliness resumed) He'd use the account to make fun of Ambrosius and himself in every capacity imaginable

"Check out what Ambrosius wore to the national conference, I love how it's so shiny you can't tell how busy and incongruent the patterns are 😍 we love a maximalist king!!!"

"Ballister Ballhard surprises nobody wearing armor he got at the emo booth of a Renaissance Fair."

There is so much potential for this and I'd love to see more of Ballister being a silly goofball

#nimona #ballister boldheart #ambrosius goldenloin #goldenheart #idk tumblr culture if i do something wrong pls tell me #im always scared to post if i might commit a faux pas #and to the people who said they'd want to draw this or write or read about it #you have my every permission #and i love you #if someone made something inspired by my cringe brain?#id cry so hard i threw up from love #ive stolen so many people's headcanons for the jumbled fic in my google drive that will never see the light of dat

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I usually reblog, rather than make my own posts, but seeing everyone in the gaze community deal with their grief by writing things down has given me some courage to do the same. I hope it will help me in my grieving process and i hope to help everyone who does relate to what i write. So this will be my farewell letter.

Dear Reita,

I got the news seven days too late, like how it usually is for me coming into a fandom.

I became a fan about 8 years ago, i was doing a creative education as a designer, listening to random music on Youtube with autoplay. Suddenly i found Red, the first song that got me into the Gazette, i was glued to my screen and intrigued with the looks of all members. But why the hell was that one guy wearing a band around his nose? I needed to get into it. So i did.

The gazette then became my first and favorite Visual kei band, i’ve been trough a lot in my life and whenever hardship struck me, there was always an interview that would make me laugh. When i had boring days in school we even played a game, my friends would ask me “why is he covering his nose?” And i would make up the weirdest stories on the spot. That resulted in some charms with titles like ‘reita and the smelly drummer.’ And ‘reita the drugs dealer.’ It varied from poking fun and making up the stupidest thing, to making you some cool guy who fought bad guys. It would always make us laugh, even though, i was making up these stories to friends who weren’t even necessarily in the fandom, because everyone who saw you once, knew your name and so knew who you were.

I wrote fanfiction, many in where you play a big part of the story, not as a love interest, but as a brother of a character based off of me. All because you once said in a radio show that you feel like you’d be a great older brother, hell did i take you up on that one.

I never got to see The Gazette live, i used to curse you all for skipping my country and forcing me to travel for 5 hours to see you all. In 2018 i was almost at that point, but i couldn’t go because of my exams and because i had no friends who wanted to come with me. I always promised myself: one day, i will see them.

It hurts me to realize that day will never come, at least you won’t be there anymore. I accidentally open instagram, and find a grief post written by Hiroto of Alice nine, in the hashtags your name. Shock, that’s the first thing i felt. I must be going crazy. But next up was Miyavi’s post and as i read that it slowly starts downing upon me, my heart sinks to my stomach and a lump forms in my throat as i rush to jrocknews to confirm they aren’t just playing a sick joke.

I start crying like most of the sixth guns, but only after i start reading the members messages. Why am i crying? We’ve lost a talented bass player who inspired so many people to also start making music. The world lost ‘the world’s Reita’ who was always poking fun at the drummer. The bookstores lost their most unexpected romance buyer. Many lost their source of love and joy. I’ve lost my fictional brother.

But most importantly, your actual family lost a loving family member who bought his mother an entire house to repay her for raising him well. The Gazette lost a member. Kai lost his fear during interviews of whatever you are going to say next. Ruki lost being in your personal space no matter how big the dressing room. Aoi lost the person who’s jokes he could laugh the hardest about. Uruha lost his longtime best friend, and now can no longer feel your heart racing before the show, nor can he feel your hand searching for his heart.

I hope everyones feelings reach you, i hope that whichever way you passed, was peaceful and without pain. I hope that whenever it is our time, you come in your mustang to pick everyone up. Usually as a driving instructor i call shotgun, but i’ll leave that space to your close relatives. That way i can’t judge you for turning around while parking, rather than using your mirrors.

Thank you for everything Reita, you will never be forgotten. Once my grief is gone, i promise to remember you with a smile rather than cry. I also promise to be a fan of The Gazette no matter what they decide to do now you’re gone.

And to whomever read my entire message, thank you for reading this unhinged post.

#rip reita #personal #the gazette

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russellsppttemplates · 1 year

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The Gaslys and the Leclercs on vacation (Pierre Gasly)

Continuing the tradition, the Gaslys and Leclercs go on a vacation together

Note: english is not my first language. Since my last post was a dad!Charles piece, here's some for Pierre

Thank you so much to everyone who likes and reblogs, your feedback is appreciated, and while I'm not actively taking requests, I am writing some blurbs when I can (usually at nighttime when I can, and I must mention that it has been a while) so if you have any ideas or concepts that can be written in a small amount of sentences and you want to share, feel free to do so! ✨️🩶

After what felt like endless text messages in the group chat, hours of planning in the hospitality while your husbands and kids were busy somewhere else, you and Charles' wife had managed to book an entire 10 day vacation for your families to enjoy some time together. "Do we have everything?", Pierre said as he closed the boot of the car, counting all the suitcases, "four kids are in, and there's me and you", you chuckled, "yes, I'd think the adults are an important part of this all", he joked as he got inside the car with you, "are we mad for going on holiday as four adults and seven kids?", you asked, feeling overwhelmed at the math of it all, "the boys are big enough and they usually behave well, Élodie and Amélie also get along great, honestly it's Celeste that's maybe the harder question and, fortunately she is a very calm baby", he soothed your worries, "plus, we all understand what it is to be surrounded by them all the time. Promise me you'll enjoy these days", he said as he grabbed your hand to kiss your knuckles, "I will, can't wait to catch up with them and spend some time in the sun without the smell of fuel", you smiled as he checked in the kids for the the last time before he started driving you to the airport. The six of you arrived at the airport, buggies for the smaller children as the older ones could walk just fine on their own, "there you are!", you heard Charles call for you as you approached them, Alexandre letting go of your hand as he ran to meet up Hervé, the two hugging eachother as if they hadn't seen eachother in years, "I have this very cool game I want to show you!", your oldest said to his friend as you greeted everyone, hair ruffles for the kids and hugs to their parents, "this is one big group, hm? Just imagine all of them in a plane with other people", you chuckled as you heard shrieks of excitement and squeals all around, "they just nearly drive us mad, so it wouldn't be long until all the aunts on the plan to throw us death glares", Charles' wife said while one of the flight attendants from the jet welcomed you inside, helping the kids settle in while the luggage was being put away.

The flight had gone smoothly-ish, Celeste having some trouble settling down with the noise from the engine, the take off not being pleasant for her, making you get up once you were able to safely and bounce while you walked in the small space, Élodie, as usual, and Amélie fascinated with your ten month old as they wanted to help you with her in anything they could, "she's like a doll", they said as they took turns in holding her bottle close to her mouth, Charles and Pierre laughing at their excitement over something so simple while the boys played on their iPads.

"Do they need it again?", your husband said as you got up from his embrace to help Charles' wife bring her kids back around to put suncream on them, "they are Charles' kids, no amount of suncream is ever enough", you said as his wife pointed her finger, indicating you were saying the truth, "they really don't take the sun that well, bless them, tiny little shrimps we're going to have if I don't top them up regularly", she said before thanking you and handing you a bottle of product to put on their skin, "guys", you called your okw too, "Come here so you can put this on too, and no fussing, please", you called as you watched your oldest slump his shoulders and his siblings following suit, "and that is why they're your kids", you said as you watched your husband over your sunglasses, pushing them back up on the bridge of your nose before he slapped your waist playfully, his hand coming to check on Celeste who was sleeping in her bassinet in the shade.

A while later, while the kids were snacking by the pool on the sunbeds, all wrapped up in their towells as they chatted about a mixture of subjects, you and Charles' wife caught up with life while your husbands took the opportunity to go for a quick workout, "Do you ever think about another one?", you asked as you noticed her shining eyes as she fed Celeste on her lap, "don't get me wrong, but three is enough. Although we have the means and everything is going well, I think the Leclercs are where they should be", she smiled sweetly as you nodded, Celeste finding amusement in the details of her swimsuit and running her hands through the beads, "Mama, can we go in the water now?", Louis asked you, "Not so soon, mon coeur, why don't you go and play with the toys we brought?", you answered as they seemed to remember the toys the boys insisted on bringing, an array of puzzles and some comic books they had recently taken an interest in, "C'mon, Alexandre, you're really going to like this one, it's about space!", Thomas said excitedly as he pushed his friends to go inside, leaving the girls outside, "Amélie, Élodie, aren't you joining us?", Hervé asked them before they shook their heads, "No, we're going to stay here and talk about girly things", your second child said as she waved them off, "girly things? Are we talking about boyfriends or girlfriends?", you teased them as you heard their giggles, "No, mama, we don't want those", she replied as they got back to their chats, seeing their fathers arrive from their workout, "have you two ditched your brothers?", Charles said as he kissed his daughter, his hand coming to tickle Élodie who always let out a big laugh whenever he did it, "they're playing inside, papa", she said before they made their way up to you, Celeste playing with some soft toys you carried with you at all times since you never knew when you'd need to crack them out to entertain her, "Hello, little one", Pierre said as he grabbed his daughter so she could sit on his lap as he sat next to you, Charles doing the same with his wife, "they seem to be invested in it", Charles commented, "just wait until they get competitive, or Louis comes running because Alexandre was cheating", Pierre said as he grabbed one of the finger puppets, "aren't they doing puzzles? How can you cheat in puzzles?", Charles asked, "Oh, don't even question him with that, we spent half an hour the other day explaining to him that seeing the colours around the piece and getting the clue from there was not cheating and was actually they goal of puzzles", you said as you scratched the back of your neck, remembering the tantrum you and Pierre had to deal with.

You decided to have dinner outside the house for a change, choosing a local restaurant that seemed quite calm and give you some privacy, even despite the fact that you had seven children with you and, like so, you should probably be worried about that instead, "how about some pasta for the kids? All they eat throughout the day is just picking at things and snack bits, maybe something a bit more consistent for this meal", Charles tempted as the adults nodded, the kids cheering, "and some fries, mama, please?", you heard Thomas ask his mother, "sure, mon petit", she chuckled at his big smile, "just don't be surprised if they all go missing when they her here, I hear Pierre and Y/N are big fans", she teased as he looked at you with furrowed eyebrows, "it's okay, we can share", he smiled.

The food arrived quite quickly and everyone started eating, the kids eventually finding ways to mess with the adults wether it was over stolen fries, kisses with pasta sauce covered lips and sitting on your laps, "can we get some ice cream? Please?", Hervé asked as Pierre checked with everyone, ordering dessert for the kids as well as some treats for you. It was nearly 1am when Élodie and Amélie insisted they would sing some nursery rhyme they found out they both knew, Hervé laying against his mother's chest while his brother kept trying to keep his eyes open, Thomas and Celeste somehow out for the night as Louis asked you "mama, they're going to stop eventually, right?".

#pierre gasly × reader #pierre gasly fic #pierre gasly imagine #pierre gasly fluff #f1 imagine #f1 fic #f1 x reader

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Hi, I just wanted to drop a suggestion and say the typo blog is not a good idea. You've corrected typos on a few posts by dyslexic people and it doesn't make you look good to barge into someone else's blog and do that.

I honestly don't know what to say to this. I never meant to insult anyone, and even after reading this message I don't see how it could be interpreted that way. I only use that gimmick on posts that are obviously lighthearted or joking already; I would never derail a serious post by picking apart the grammar. And how exactly am I "barging into someone else's blog" when all I'm doing is reblogging maybe a few posts a month to my own side blog?

I'm asking this sincerely, not just to you but to anyone reading this: Is it really offensive to dyslexic people to correct typos using a gimmick account? How so? I'm not implying by the corrections that anyone is stupid or careless; everyone makes silly mistakes sometimes, dyslexic or not, and plenty of people like to laugh about that. I've gotten multiple positive messages from people who enjoy this gimmick.

I certainly don't have a way of knowing who is dyslexic and who isn't, but if I somehow did, would it still be offensive if I strictly avoided posts by people who are dyslexic? If so, why - is it because it might come off as an insult to someone's intelligence regardless? Then you must have a problem with half the blogs on this site, because no matter how carefully you word things, there's always someone who takes offense. But if not, why not? That would be discriminatory.

The last thing I want to do is be insensitive or offend anyone. I promise I'm always willing to listen and carefully consider whether I might be wrong. But I'm going to need to hear a proper argument to understand where you're coming from, not just "it doesn't make you look good."

#god that got long but it needed saying #anonymous #asks #ahg

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Hiii again <3

So! I am here, very lost as to how to figure out who to follow on the winterhawk side of tumblr. And I was wondering if perhaps you had any blog recs? No pressure, ofc, but I'd appreciate some guidance if you have the energy! Multifandom and multi-shipping is amazing as well :)

hi! oh i'd love to do this for you -- this would've been so nice when i was new to winterhawk. I follow tons of winterhawk folks, but I'm gonna try to keep this as... active? as possible. If you want more authors to follow, who maybe don't post as much, lemme know! everyone below are a) lovely people b) *currently active in posting/reposting winterhawk content in some way.

@there-must-be-a-lock, my very favorite winterhawk writer/human (multifandom, too) @kangofu-cb, @drgrlfriend, both amazing writers and consistently reblogging beautiful art/photosets, etc. @jedusaur, amazing writer (multiandom), and they've done some dope WH recs lately. @midnightwinterhawk, @very-handsome-very-annoying a+ headcanons, art reblogs, jokes, general winterhawk excellence @trashkingtater great writer, great headcanons, comes to WH from the comics angle! @3twindragons great, new(ish) (to this fandom) artist! @winterhawkkisses ummmm, thousands of incredible ficlets. You might've come across their ficlet collections on ao3 (author: @supervillainny /nny on ao3) @winterhawksamplers doesn't seem to be currently active, but a rec blog with some great lists. These were just the first folks i thought of this early, early morning; I'm sure I'm forgetting like 50 lovely blogs that should be included, but whew hopefully this is a good starting point for you! Thanks for the ask, and thanks for jumping into the winterhawk community! we're glad you're here. *currently active: here defined as 'nox recalls them posting WH at some point in the last couple months' what is time?

#asks #winterhawk

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☆ Cole ☆ he/him ☆ minor ☆ dteamolo (mostly) ☆ Multishipper (dnfer at heart) ☆ artist ☆ not really a writer but I wanna try! ☆

These Blinkies are done by lain-at-the-gay-bar!

These ones were just me being silly

Last updated: 5/25/24

More things about my blog under the cut :]

•things I like/am interested in other then dteam: cod, *cough cough* soapghost *cough cough* sonic the hedgehog, sharks, electric guitars, animals, etc etc

•I do post about discourse sometimes. If I have something to say I'll say it but I also want to try to tag things accordingly so that people can filter it. For example, I'll say fuck the qsmp, and tag it with qsmp neg and/or quackity neg y'know? Does that make sense??

•I can also be a huge hater sometimes and I'm honestly really sorry for that

•I am a living, breathing, walking, shitpost and 90% of the things I say just shouldn't be taken seriously- and the 10% that probably should be taken seriously is either when I'm posting about discourse or about my personal life, but even then I usually throw a joke or two in there because I am just a silly guy in a big big world and I must cope with the madness.

•send me asks!!! @ me in things!!! I love it a lot!!

•i mean this in the most gentle way possible but, REBLOG ART. LIKES ON MY ART POSTS MEAN NOTHING TO ME, IF YOU LIKE IT ENOUGH TO PRESS THE SILLY HEART BUTTON THEN YOU CAN PRESS THE REBLOG BUTTON TOO.

•I technically survived two exoduses but I was only on tumblr for one of them 😭

•no dni, I block anyone and everyone I don't like, you have been warned. (CRITBLR GO AWAY!!!)

#beep booping #<- talking tag #Clever and witty name for an art tag #<- art tag #dtblr #<- MY FUCKING HOUSE

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Hello New Followers

Welcome to my little home amongst the hell

I don't beef, i just block. If I'm annoying you block me and move the fuck on

Clowning in my inbox explicitly prohibited, i will go above and beyond to get assholes removed for hate speech if i believe it is happening

Ground rules:

INDICATOR OF AGE IN BIO OR DO NOT FOLLOW

Your blog must primarily consist of content reblogged from it's original source and/or original content made by someone directly involved in the management of the blog [translation: art theifs & lurk blogs* not welcome]

This is a blog by lesbian for lesbian (bi/pan/enby inclusive) trans men are allowed, cis men may stay if you Promise to be Polite and follow my friends DNIs

This Blog Pro Kink

Don't be fucking rude to me, if your blogs bit is being rude to everyone as a joke I'll just block you.

Anon is for cute & sweet & horny shit, i reserve the right to clown relentlessly on rude anons

Do NOT remove my username if you cross post my posts, if you're worried about getting banned about it then Don't cross post my posts

About me:

Born sometime in 1994 to everyone's dismay I have since that time caused problems for various people and had a delightful time doing so. (Got tired of updating my age, you do the math)

I am a Trans Girl and a Lesbian, however that's the 'minimum possible language' version, and if you want the actual definition of my gender and sexuality I must first ask how many hours you have free for me to explain it in. If you have less than 5 hours I'm afraid I'll have to stick to 'mind ya beezwax'.

I'm a communist or a socialist or something like that, and I tend to lean more anarchist than fascist, but I'll not lie and imply Itd be a safe idea to let me have power. Nazi scum should die about it or better yet seek therapy

I am Polyamorous

I live near Chicago, Illinois, USA

*lurk blog: no reblogs lots of likes, I'm not a content source, and you should have a main blog with reblogged content on it

#about me #decided to make a new one cause my old one got so out of date and messy lmao

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fuckfuckgoback · 6 months

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paracosm dashboard simulator

Inspired by @maddgical-boy :D

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Repeat offender caught west of main. Subject has short brown hair, brown eyes, and was known for pickpocketing. Confiscated goods are pending return.

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caught west of main

thats our area you fucking leeches what the hell

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We actually ran into them in the mid city, and chased them all the way over. 😅

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And we wouldn't have had to if any of you could do your jobs.

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something about that slime guy from last week... c'mon police just let me visit i could fix him

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In reference to the reblog below this: Let him figure it out on his own.

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girl he's been posting pics of baggy Ts with khaki shorts please let me intervene

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K told me to reply "It's a canon event" and you know I'm not a girl?

#confusion aside it hurts me as well but he has to start somewhere

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does anyone have any fashion advice

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like, how it works?

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where do people buy clothes...?

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This attack on our city cannot go ignored. The public should not fear humanoid monsters or people creating electricity to destroy and steal from our community stores. It is revolting.

Possessing powers at all makes these individuals inherently dangerous, but we should not ever see them used to their extreme like this. Action must be taken.

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oh to be able to summon lightning and take down capitalism with my spidergirl girlfriend

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These people are causing real chaos and destruction. You are sick for joking about this.

🕷️ gayspiderlover

😚🏳️‍🌈🕷️

mwah

#happy six year anniversary to this post #and the attack ig #i hope theyre still together

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"his pronouns are she/her!" - E probably

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What? I am well aware tack uses she/her pronouns.

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It's a joke, it's based off a different meme, I think they're just saying you'd say something like that.

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This site is a waste of time.

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been experimenting with making small bombs recently and i put one in my bag and almost brought it home on accident. if my little sister had found that....

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what is it with these fake self proclaimed "vigilante crime fighters" nowadays trying to be so cool? we know you don't make bombs, quit stroking your ego

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hey.

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if you have any of the slots on your ci ring set to anything fancy unfollow me immediately. its frankly quite rude to switch into that in front of your friends who can't afford something so expensive

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a ci ring is $6000??????

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LMAO imagine complaining about not affording a suit yet owning the rich person identity stealer 2000

#everyone here died 💀 #anyway its super easy to make knockoffs

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whoes that new guy with the blue hair? I think hes been running around with the team down by the bottom of the hills? vigilante fans help me out here!

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thats me actually! I am newer around here but I'm with E's group. my hair might stand out a little too much lol

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OMG. uh hiiiiiiiii. youre very cool I love when you do stuff with uhh gravity. wanna hang out sometime?

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uh, E doesn't really want us meeting up with anyone outside the group in our secret identities. so probably not.

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oh well can we still dm?

💕 fangirl-hours

hello?

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definitely left

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poll canceled everyone my partner is here 🥰

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doesn't your blog say you're aroace?

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yeah and it also says that im in a qpr with them so whats your fucking problem

#do people on this site not read?

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#gaming

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#unreality #dashboard simulator #kitkat posting #little guys (daydreams)#paracosm #immersive daydreaming #maladaptive daydreaming #paracosm dashboard simulator #madd paras #madd things #Daydreams - Gen 3 #this took so fucking long #a fun game for those in the notes. try to guess who is the main character

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orbleglorb · 7 months

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it's getting harder to reblog posts about palestine because it feels like people are just straight up being antisemitic

"zionism is a settler colonialist ideology and cannot exist without expelling people out of their homeland or colonizing their homeland (usually both). while jews have been promised a homeland since the inception of the religion, it is time to adjust what we see as a homeland, and/or evaluate why a homeland is needed. zionism will always lead to someone being displaced because you cannot just go ask for land and gain it. the current actions of the israeli state are abhorrent and the ones participating are war criminals. biden and other world leaders who are endorsing this for financial gain have blood on their hands" -> good and accurate depiction of what's happening

"zionists are evil scum and should be eradicated" -> you are one step away from nazi ideology

while zionism ≠ judaism, they are intrinsically tied together. you can be antizionist and still be antisemitic. jews in the diaspora are still victims to hate crimes. every jewish kid i know has at least one story of someone drawing a swastika on them, or impersonating hitler, or "joking" about becoming a nazi and killing their family, or just straight up being the victim of a violent hate crime. israel is the one place that jews feel they can finally be safe. in order to change that attitude, gentiles must take part in making the world a safer place for jews. i'm not saying "it's gentile's fault that israel is committing genocide and no jews could be held responsible for this ever" (because someone's gonna read it that way) but i am saying that the reason there are so many zionists is because zionism, for a lot of jews, is a promise of safety they have not been afforded anywhere else and they will continue to hold onto the idea of zionism (even if they despise the current state of israel) until they are actually safe.

on a related note, antizionists have started attacking jews and zionists have started attacking muslims. i want to remind everyone that this is not a religious issue. it is an issue that religion is involved in. there is a difference

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I was going to reblog an old post of mine about Producer Vin from the Elis/John radio show because I have an update to it, but I realized that I actually want to reference several different old posts, but only a little bit from each. So instead of reblogging, I'm going to copy-paste a bit from three posts I've made in the last few months:

I also enjoyed Producer Vin hearing comedian football mentioned and immediately asking about Andy Zaltzman. There wasn’t any context from before or explanation from after that clip to explain why he’d asked, it sounds like Vin just likes Andy was impressed that they play football with him sometimes. Which is pretty cool. I think Vin’s mentioned before that he’s a cricket fan, and I am aware that Andy Zaltzman is weirdly, legitimately big among cricket fans, since he does so much cricket commentary and collation of stats. I’m hoping I’m right in remembering that I’ve heard Vin mention being into cricket, as otherwise that’s just an assumption I’m making based on his race. But I think he’s mentioned it. I quite like Producer Vin at this point. Earlier in the radio show, I was a bit disappointed by how their back-and-forth with the producers seemed a lot less fun than what I’m used to, on The Bugle where Producer Chris (and Tom before him) is a beloved figure on the show. At some point I worked out that it’s a bit of a different relationship, an independent podcast vs a live radio show. The radio producers are actually accountable to the station to make sure the comedians are saying things that will be good for listenership, so there were more interruptions that were genuine rebukes for going too far off on rants that would be inaccessible to a casual listener, whereas on a show that’s a podcast first, you know that everyone has tuned in because they like Andy Zaltzman’s inaccessible rants. I’ve never heard Chris Skinner try to curtail any of Andy’s pun runs, for any reason besides to preserve his own psychological stability. Having said that, after the first 100 episodes or so they settle into a rhythm, interactions with producers got a lot more natural and more fun. I’m at episode 200 now and Producer Vin has recently started speaking up at times during the chat to hold them to account, not for boring radio standards but for contradicting stuff they’ve said before, which can be pretty funny at times. I like him. I think he’s more naturally funny than the previous producer. Knowing he apparently approves of Andy Zaltzman, for whatever reason, makes me like him more. Oh, and I also recently heard an episode in which Harry Potter came up, and John Robins said he’s a Gryffindor, and I have not identified anyone’s Hogwarts House for about fifteen years, but the years I spent doing so instantly came back to me and I looked at my phone and said “absolutely the fuck not, 100% Ravenclaw, few cases are this clear cut.” And then a few weeks later they were on with Producer Vin and John referenced the recent episode in which he’d called himself a Gryffindor, and Vin immediately said that was one of the episodes when he was absent, which he knows because if he’d been there he would never have let him get away with that claim, he’d have interrupted to say no, 100% Ravenclaw. And I looked at my phone and said thank you. I like this guy.

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I was listening to an episode of the John/Elis radio show today, and they were talking about when you accidentally send a text message to the wrong person, and Elis said David O'Doherty has a song like that. Which he does, but what surprised me is that the producer Vin was the one who immediately jumped in and supplied the title and summary of the song. I’d been thinking for some time that Vin can hold his own with comedians surprisingly well for a guy who’s not involved in comedy (to be honest he’ll sometimes get to the joke or punchline in a situation faster than Elis does). A while ago I heard him express interest in Andy Zaltzman, and I assumed this must be because he’s a cricket fan (I have, since making that post, heard him mention cricket several times, so I’ve confirmed that that’s not just an assumption I invented based on his race), because he’s come to this comedy radio show via radio and music, not via comedy. But now he’s out there referencing David O'Doherty songs, and I’d like to apologize to Producer Vin for not expecting him to know about comedy. The song about sending a text to the wrong person isn’t a particularly deep O'Doherty cut, he plays it a lot, but still. Impressive reference, if you happen to be the sort of person who’s impressed by Chocolate Milk Gang references, which I am. Made me like Vin even more, I’m going to miss him when they move to the BBC.

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Further update in the running thread of “I Like Vinay Joshi, the Radio X producer, even though early on the frequent interference from radio producers annoyed me, and I realized it was because fundamentally they were trying to mould the comedy chat into a radio show and I just want it to be a comedy show, but since Vin took over I’ve found it less annoying, I mean obviously he’s still moulding things into proper radio because that’s his job, but he also tends to be slower to shut down the comedy riffs and lets it unfold a bit more naturally, plus his own interjections tend to be a lot funnier than ones from other producers, and every once in a while he’ll make a comedy reference that makes me think the reason it works so well with him is he is also inclined toward comedy and so can see where they’re going with something comedic more easily” – I have a further update in that running thread: He just made a reference to Simon Amstell’s stand-up that went over even John’s head, even though John Robins has mentioned several times being a fan of the sitcom Grandma’s House, so you’d think he’d know that. As a side note, I wouldn’t have had to actually hear John Robins say he really likes the sitcom Grandma’s House, I could have just assumed that based on everything else about John Robins. But in the episode I’m listening to now, John did not pick up on Vin’s fairly subtle dig at Amstell’s penchant for confusing drugs-based stand-up stories, a reference that I appreciated because despite also being a fan of Grandma’s House and most of Amstell’s stand-up, I also find the drug stories annoying.

And here's the update, from the final link of the final episode of their Radio X show:

Ohhhh, I see. Thank you Vin, that makes a lot of sense and explains all of the confusion. Not sure why you waited until the very last link of the whole show to clear that up, but I'm glad you did.

I know there are literally hundreds more episodes on the BBC, but it still feels like a significant end of an era because by the end, it was noticable to me how the show was funnier in the episodes with Vin there than the ones that had someone else producing, because Vin had started jumping in so often and was so funny in his own right. I've tried looking up the difference between the BBC era and the Radio X era, and everything I've read seems to suggest the BBC is a slightly less good version - sometimes people actually saying it's less good, sometimes just describing it in a way that makes it sound that way (no music and therefore significantly less chat about music; less of the structure with links; "edges smoothed out"; generally more mature versions of the comedians, which is a good thing for life in general since you should be that when you're older but makes for less fun radio; and no Vin). I'm not sure I want to jump straight into a slightly less good version of the radio show I just finished. Which was, if not 100% solid gold for every single one of the 330 hours (I just checked the total time for me, that more than I was expecting), pretty fucking great for many of them and still good the rest of the time. I'm going to go listen to Isy Suttie's audiobook about not wanting to grow up.

Also, as a final reaction to that audio clip, I can't end this post without saying, awwww. Aww. Producer Vin. Now I see why you functioned so well as an audience stand-in on the show. Aw.

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Hi, this is my main blog. Where I throw (reblog) almost anything I see

Below the "read more" you can find a lot of information that may or may not be important

Here I just want to say:

Hi again, please do not insult anyone in my posts or where I can see it, or in general, idk. Respect everyone, It's not that hard

Warnings

One of the things I must warn you is that I am often on the phone and just give fast reblog, so many things are not usually tagged.

I think it's worth mentioning that I occasionally reblog things that are sexual content or +18 in general… in my defense, I'm over 18.

I hope it doesn't happen, but I do occasionally enter debates. I apologize but it's a guilty pleasure. I know they serve no purpose, but I like to argue with people

Interactions

I love any interaction that happens on any of my accounts, reblogs, messages, likes, asks, if you do any of those things I probably screamed with excitement when I saw it

In the case of asks and messages, there is the possibility that I am slow to respond, I tend to panic in social interactions

Also I recently remembered that I've always liked to give advice, I don't know if I'm too good at it, but if at some point you want to try asking an internet random stranger…. you have my permission to talk to me, as long as I feel comfortable giving advice on the subject, I will give you some advice or idk

Blogs (Why the fuck is there no yellow I wanted to make the damn flag)

Good omens obsession here, good omens obsession there: @im-the-j-in-anthony-j-crowley

Helluva boss and Hazbin hotel over here: @mrfancytalkcreepyvoice

If you don't know anything about aftg I really ask you to find out about the trigger warning first, but this is my aftg blog: @neiljostenmakesmyday

Blog where I sometimes share things about disability: @all-the-things-i

And this is my main blog. I define it as: Chaos

Fandoms

Things you may (or may not) see on this blog:

Good omens

Our flag means death

Interview with the vampire

Percy Jackson

Grishaverse

House MD

She-ra and the princesses of power

All for the game

The hunger games

Willow

Heartstopper

Heartbreak High

Hannibal

Prodigal son

Hazbin Hotel

Helluva Boss

Marvel

Star wars

Nimona

The magnus archives

Doctor who

Dead boy detectives

The sandman