Some popular TSP artists be like:

NOOOOO you can't make the narrator lovey dovey you need to make him a selfish prick and you can't twinkify him he's an old fat man who has a very complicated relationship with stanleyy !!

Me: cool

*makes the narrator absolutely love Stanley being head over heels about him and also a senior twink wearing makeup*

maybe if we lived in a society that valued individual needs and nurtured and cared for ppl who are different i wouldnt "wish" death upon ppl ._.

im not gonna act like its as severe as hindutvas make it out to be but if you deny hinduphobia exists you're just a dumbass i think

ik tumblr is a safe space for many people but I feel like the most vunerable ppl on this website are the only ones getting ran off and punished for the simple crime of existing. you can’t get away from the bigotry of real life anywhere, and it’s not just on here, there’s fucking ads basically calling all nonwhite people the devil getting spread on YouTube and Twitter, real life hate groups crowdfunding and making thousands on thousands it’s so fucked it’s so fucked

i do wish there was more complicated exploration of steve’s sexuality that wasn’t just ‘well i’ve always liked girls so it can’t be both -> oh it is both’. and maybe this is something i have to solve for myself. but i had a journey of like lesbian? -> bisexual? (still a girl?) -> bisexual (boy now) -> gay man (complicated microlabels aside bc i was like 13-16) and i know a lot of other people don’t have a straightforward ‘i thought i was straight turns out i’m not and this is what i am definitely’ process. so i think it would be cool if we explored that more. with steve. (and not just in a throwaway ‘eddie and steve switch sexualities wouldn’t that be fun’ kind of way. which i have seen). this fandom would not do that i think because they are so attached to tropes and not real examinations of characters like they are human people but i like to imagine. anyways i love gay steve i love gay eddie and i love you

hehe i love you too and i agree 💖💖 i think the most fun part about liking fictional works is being able to at whatever depth of your choosing think about a character and the traits they may or may not possess and something as fun + varied + personal as lgbt identity could be immensely satisfying to explore in a creative world where something like that doesn't get typically explored SO! to each their own but personally i think we have had enough "Oh i'm bisexual now by the way because of eddie yeah did you know you can like both i'm so silly aren't i because i didn't know that" stories. in every possible format and headcanon and what the hell ever.

[ID: a Tumblr reply which reads as follows. "'Prev' is something recent immigrants from Twitter use because they think they are so cool and important that everyone should do homework and research previous posts in order to find out what they think. They know it irritates the majority of Tumblr, but they're the kind of uppity people who like irritating people because they enjoy making the world just that little bit worse."]

BRB framing this on my walk performance art

GIRLCHEBGIRLCHEBGIRLCHEB I WILL TAKE ANYTHING GIRLCHEB AT ALL GIRL CHEB

ok fair warning it's just more filth. there would be more filth but i was like this is starting to get repetitive. EXTREMELY NOT SAFE FOR WORK.

seb has given Charles - as Charles understands it - a fairly open invitation to her beach house. it's 2023. Charles is having a good season - everything isn't all out of reach like it was the year before, but she's still a little behind. she feels the weight heavy in her shoulders. she thinks to herself. well, it was so good last summer. seb was so good. and she doesn't think about how she was worried about how their feelings aligned. and how she's still gone on seb, a flame that will never die. so she texts seb the dates she wants to come over summer break and seb responds simply: yes!

in the meantime, charles tells lewis, casually but desperate at the same time, that's she's going to seb's. Lewis looks at her a little funny and then a few days later drops into conversation that seb had a new girlfriend. even shows a picture from their text thread. the girl is short and blonde. lewis says she's an autism researcher in Switzerland and later, after the race, though Charles would never admit it, she stalks her insta, her linkedin. she really is cute and she has some fancy phd. Charles turns off her phone screen and flips it over and pretends she's not thinking about it. that she doesn't have feelings about it.

but, seb said yes to her visit and Charles certainly isn't going to back out now. she hasn't seen seb in - a whole. it's fine, though, because seb is smiling at her like that. but she reminds herself that it probably doesn't mean anything, especially not anymore. seb has always had so much care in her eyes. Charles isn't special.

Seb kisses her the first night on the couch. They're watching some show about deep sea fish which is deeply unsexy (frankly Charles is a little grossed out). and she thinks seb had this girlfriend who is smart and tiny and many things Charles isn't. but Seb is kissing her like it's going somewhere. Charles knows she's going to go ahead with whatever seb offers and maybe she'll hate herself for it.

The music on the tv swells and comes to a head, surprising them both. Charles swings her eyes back to the screen and a big fish is eating a smaller one, and they both watch it, transfixed. Charles scrunches her eyes shut. Sebs hand is already under her t-shirt, resting on her waist.

Charles says - "I thought you."

"thought what"

"Lewis said..." Charles trails off

Seb holds her there for a moment, just teetering on the edge. Then she says, "about Elise? We broke up. It was never, it was never going to last." (what she doesn't say is that part of the reason why they broke up was because Seb had said the next time she went to the beach house, they'd go together. But then Charles asked and Elise had to work. And well, they had a lot of differences.)

Charles is like oh okay. Seb kisses her soft this time, tilting charles’ head with her chin. And the movie is ending and seb’s hand is under charlie’s shirt until Charlie is just taking it off……[FADE TO BLACK]

---

Charles DOES have a lot of nervy energy from the season, from this thing with seb. she's trying to convince seb to go out. she sort of wants to see if seb will let loose with her. for her, without – red bull and mark webber and so on. And also she wants to dance (even tho shes obv terrible). eventually Seb relents and tells her the best nearby place. Charles is like ok great!! and then seb says...you can go whenever, I could use a quiet night in (slaps charlies thigh gently). And Charles is like NO!! ur coming. And seb agrees....after some convincing.

The club scene (to be clear i've never been to a club and also this is all made up)…ok they get there and order drinks and seb finds a small table crammed into the corner and that’s where they start…seb has a beer Charlie has some fruity thing that seb will be drinking by the end of the night.

they talk for little bit, sebs hand on charlie's thigh underneath the table. Charles complains about the dj until the hour hits and someone new, better, comes on. Charles is like!! Lets dance!! Seb says baby I am NOT drunk enough for that (but she is drunk enough to call Charlie baby). Charles rolls her eyes and goes to dance and for a bit she disappears into the crowd...

seb goes up to get another drink and oh god she can SEE Charles. she’s just frozen there, looking at Charles, tiny dress, hands in the air, laughing with this gay couple on the dance floor. she forces herself to look away (from long legs, the curve of her neck) and go back to her little table but someone has already sat down so seb makes small talk with them [some young man who is clearly. Not sober].

and then seb can see Charles again, suddenly, in the bright colorful lights, and there’s hands all over her and GOD seb is so jealous she almost goes out on the dance floor herself. Charlie meets her eyes through it all and starts to wind her way through the people. Seb says to the guy – “sorry, my friend is coming over and we had this table first” and the guy says okay and disappears right as Charles gets there.

Instead of going for the chair, she climbs onto seb’s lap, right there, in the middle of the club, but it’s dark and no one has recognized them yet, and probably no one will. the dress rides up a little as she straddles seb and she leans forward and she says “I saw you watching,” and it should be hot but it’s just silly, so they laugh, but her hands are on seb’s shoulders and seb is looking up at her and Charles rocks just slightly down onto seb’s leg and suddenly it's not funny anymore.

seb goes BRIGHT RED and she’s like. Charlie are you – do you need. And Charles nods and nods and nods. Seb tries to get them to go the bathroom but Charles is like. No no. no. right here. Seb is drunk enough to think this is a good idea and they’re in a dark corner and it’s probably fine...so she sneaks her hand underneath charles’ skirt and finds she’s wearing just barely-there panties. She rocks her knuckles into the crease of charles’ leg and Charles reaches up and takes down her hair so it covers both their faces like a curtain when she tilts her head down and she’s searching, searching for seb’s fingers. So seb goes 2 fingers deep in Charles just like that because shes SO wet and then she’s rubbing at her clit with her thumb. she’s saying stuff like. Everyone could see you, Charles, how desperate you are, how much you want this, etc. Charles kisses her hot and wet and seb can feel her come through her whole body. She pulls her fingers out and there’s a wet spot on her jeans from where Charles has been dripping

Charles kisses her again and then gets them different drinks and she’s a little wobbly and dances a little more and seb is like. We should go home. We should go home. Charles says okay. they take a taxi and seb has a hand high up on her thigh, hot and possessive and Charles shifts her hips,but seb won’t...

they go home and seb fucks Charles again with her legs around her waist up against the wall, her dress pushed down and up so it’s all bunched up around her middle, and then Charles eats seb out on the table in the front room and they can see the sea. and looks up and says. last time you said. the strap and seb is tired and drunk and soo horny and shes whining like. Charles. I promise but not right now. And Charles says something flippant and  SO hot and seb’s legs r over her shoulder and its all....

[THE END]

yes im going to shameless self promo i have more followers here than i have kudos on ITNL and i think that's a damn shame

ITNL is much more put together than i ever am on here lmao

as much as the absolute insanity directed towards me was bizarre, upsetting, and frustrating, i'm glad it happened bc i had lovely interactions with some very lovely ppl on this webbed site, and it showed me that while this fandom is heavily populated with meanies with zero reading comprehension, there is also a large amount of ppl who are really wonderful, and have left me beautiful comments on my fic and sent me lovely supportive messages in my inbox.

thank you all so much -- you make a big difference by being here, at least to me!!!

see y'all for the fic update on wednesday <3

brb crying lmao

tfw u wanna check out one of your fav fics and get the infinite loading circle

out of the hundreds of tf ships that have massive drastic size differences, like proportionally comparable to a building and a chihuahua, I manage to mainly care only about the ships where one of them is like. Just a head taller than the other

yay my first day went really well!!

They don’t prepare u for when ur posts breach containment and you have to deal with 20 people taking it more seriously than you were and saying the same surface level counter argument over and over again even tho you’ve responded to it they just can’t find your response and you have a bunch of people who all feel like they’re the first one to tell you what you missed.

like i really dont think ya understand the severity of the abuse- even aside from the sexual abuse-

i have bpd and come from a home where im not validated very well (obviously, bc thats what makes ppl bpd in the first place). i meet this person who validates me in every way i could possibly imagine or want (love bombing). they pretend to like me so much that they start to become like me and pick up traits of mine they like the most. they know they have a hold over me and power over me bc i didnt know how to validate myself and they were the only source of validation i had. so then they go ahead and start invalidating me and acting like im less of me and theyre somehow more of me. i knew who i was deep down but suddenly i felt unseen again and silenced and pushed into a corner. and then they act like im a horrible person (discarding phase) and serve me an entirely different version of me thats not who i am, but bc i didnt know how to validate myself and was reliant on them (something thats particularly important for this type of abuse to work), it made me question myself and who i was and what i was like and what my intentions were and what my actions were and if i could even trust my own reality all over again when i really didn’t fucking need to since i knew who i was deep down, but they somehow convinced me they knew me better. because i was reliant on them. i dont think you understand how much that fucks with you.

Tfw i avoided dealing with applicants for like 2 weeks so I had to play catch up today. Stayed like 2 hours late reviewing all 20 ish applications we got in this time, contacted 12, and I have a confirmed 4 interviews for this week with a prospective 2 more

Look at me being all manager-y lmao

bc you have things to say doesn't always mean you needa say them let alone it also doesn't always mean it's your place to say them kwim