Forest fort

so tired of being human I want to be a flower

I do really love it when women write graphic and fucked up things. I feel like so often people react to fucked up fiction with “of course a disgusting man would write this 🙄” and it often carries an unspoken (honestly sometimes spoken) message of “a woman’s PURE and DELICATE and FEMININE mind could NEVER think of something this VILE”. Thank you women in fucked up fiction 🫡

you solve the mystery of what to have for dinner one night and you think "hell yeah case closed forever" WRONG there is a dinner mystery the next night too

i dont care if Monday's lit. Tuesday Wednesday touch my clit. Thursday i don't give a shit. it's Friday I'm in love

i’m in love with *remembers parasocialism is bad* the idea of oscar piastri i’ve invented in my head

I plan on watching a movie at some point in the future

Merc allow George to be slandered for 24 hours after each race weekend then come out and say “our bad guys we actually accidentally gave him a poison apple before he got in the car it’s on us well review as a team to make sure this doesn’t happen again” and next week it’s another poison apple

Reblogging this as I periodically do because it’s still relevant (especially with so many new writers coming into fandom spaces who are SO ENTHUSIASTIC but maybe need some pointers?) and because I myself need the reminder. Wherever you are, Res, I hope you’re doing great.