Mad Asf Bc I Managed To Dislocate My Jaw And I Didn’t Do Anything Cool Like Get Into A Fight Or Suck

Ok ok so yes angst that builds over the course of the narrative and ends with A and B fucking absolutely NASTY is fun and all but consider:

The arc *starts* with A and B fucking nasty once or maybe even a few times (because what else would be a better inciting incident?) and it catches the reader off guard bc isn’t this supposed to be angst? What’s the plot? Is this just self indulgent smut (which is still fine but not what the reader was expecting)

Bc A is happy about it, thrilled even. Feelings have been acted on, things are looking up…even tho they went from 0 to 100 with B it feels normal.

B on the other hand, is a disaster. Repression with a side of pride and a dash of comphet for good measure. It wasn’t until they were literally in bed with A (or a closet, or the back seat of a car) that they even considered A to be an option. At least consciously.

THATS where you get the angst, babie! The angst and the new build up comes in the same way. Arguing, distance, confusion, manipulation…but instead of it being “will they, won’t they” it’s “will they ever again” which is just so DELICIOUS!!!!

Like every time their fingers brush or there’s lingering eye contact or an absentminded comment is made it is colored even worse because THEY’VE ALREADY DONE SOMETHING! SOMETHING HAS ALREADY HAPPENED! A and B both know there’s something there because they broke the bed (or the closet door, or the car seat) so of course they wouldn’t be rejected…right?

And of course after thousands upon thousands of words of angst and slow burn and self destructive behavior they fuck nasty AGAIN but they don’t pull away from each other after

Fic over! Boom! Done! Give me your wallet!

My woke™️ professor to a classroom of non English majors in a 3000 level English literature course:

A: Keep skimming! You’ll figure it out eventually, you cold reading ass.

Look up “pretty boy” in the dictionary and it’s LITERALLY HIM

guys why is he so gender im gonna cry

i feel like getting shot would feel so interesting for two seconds and then it would probably feel bad

Me: *complaining about the loss of the muppets on a large scale*

Mom: *sends me a picture of a crochet hat that looks like a muppet*

Me: *starts crocheting puppets to fill a void in my heart*

When is it my turn

I missed you

Gig, I need to know: thoughts on passwords?

PASSWORDS ARE FOR THE ILL AND THE DYING. I FIND THAT PEOPLE WHO STEAL PASSWORDS ARE AFRAID OF THOSE WITHOUT THEM BECAUSE THEY UNDERESTIMATE THE SHEER POWER OF MY COMPUTER. IT CAN SNIFF OUT A THIEF LIKE A DOG AFTER A SQUIRREL, TAKING THE THIEF’S “NIMBLE” FINGERS WITHIN ITS ELECTRICAL TENDRILS AND SNAPPING THEM IN TWO. I DO NOT NEED PASSWORDS. NEITHER DO YOU

Today in class we were watching a historical drama and there was a cut away to a garden filled with bees and it reminded me of when I was a kid and on some days we couldn’t mow the lawn because of the ground bees but now my bee garden that I’ve had the last several years is usually bee free and now my head hurts remembering this memory again

Trying to talk to my mom about the fact that I have bipolar disorder and am still coming off a manic episode and an example I used to try and show her that I am currently Not Feeling Normal is that I went from being a cunt that needs a nap if I don’t get at least 10 hours of sleep to being wired and completely fine after spending 2.5 weeks only getting 4 hours or less of sleep per night

She deadass looked into my autistic eyes and said that’s because my iron levels are (theoretically) leveling out after several years of dealing an bad iron deficiency “so now I have the energy of a normal person”

This feels like when a person comes out as bisexual or nonbinary and their parent is like “well everyone feels that way, you’re not queer”

hey i want to call you a slur does it break any of your boundaries

Go ahead Pookie :)