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chelsiewhitlock.bsky.social
30 something, They/Them/She/Her, Queer, AudHD, Dabbler in writing. Connoisseur of smut. Bigots, Terfs, and Racists DNI. Spread Cheeks, Not Hate.
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one of these days i’ll figure out why i love music that sounds like a panic attack feels

Also, face tax for today. Sending warm weather vibes to everyone. 😘

Up, smoking, missing the people I left when I entered the void for the last few months.

The first few notes of Yeah are like sleeper agent trigger words that activate older millennials

I know it's like some big sports day, but in my house it's snacks-giving day. You know... second thanksgiving, but we only eat processed crap.

Wine wasted, and scared of walking up a flight of steep stairs to my bedroom...

Nightsky Sex isn’t enough, I need her to become my god

Saturday/Sunday Sourdough... Have some bread tax from an inexperienced baker. It never has an ear, I don't have any fancy tools, and I hate cutting it when it's done, but it tastes amazing. 🤤

That old book smell? That's good ole benzaldehyde, butanol and furfural; chemical markers of decay. Everything you love is dying. Enjoy.

I would like to say that my recent disappearance from social media has been due to a vacation, or taking time for myself, but in all honesty, I've been in survival mode and barely functioning outside of the bare minimum. Sending lots of love to anyone else going through it right now.

How about we stop slut-shaming women, and we start shaming men who don't eat pussy 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

High and vibing on my back porch to the raging party a few houses down.

yeah i like gaming (launching a game and then sitting at my computer scrolling on my phone for hours)

Spread lips, not lies.

idk who needs to hear this but "after the revolution" is just "after the rapture" with the serial numbers filed off

State Fair part deaux, and my favorite shirt for cool weather. It shows cleavage, and the bell sleeves stop just a few inches above my wrist so I don't have to experience sensory overload.

Okay. This is not a drill. I decided that today I needed to combat real life misery and anguish with my own form of self-care and tenderness. The final chapter of Nose To The Grindstone is posted, and with that my Remus/Harry Daddy/Little comfort fic is complete. archiveofourown.org/works/46147939

true love is sending your partner porn they like even though youre not into it bc it showed up on your feed and you thought of them

next year my new goal is to be more assertive if that’s okay with everyone

could i make money off my erotica. if i started posting writing regularly, or worked on a longer original story, is that something people would like, pay money for ?

But like, when I say I'm a connoisseur of smut, I really mean that. Having bodies do sexual things to each other is absolutely useless unless there is a compelling narrative. Anyways, it's always shocking when people think I write sexy things. 🫣🤭

Tonight I braved the cast iron grill pan and made some pretty tasty and well seasoned steaks. They were really tender and perfectly cooked in a little bit of bacon grease.

Fall cosy vibes- aw trip to the state fair, bath beauty, and curled up on the couch to "write".

Dear The Future: We did not ask for wifi in our appliances. We do not need it. It does not improve our lives. We do not want to have to connect to apps and passwords before we can just turn on our goddamned new ovens. We want buttons and knobs and things that work. Please oblige. Love, Us.

Pretending to write in other locations (coffee shops and book stores) is a hobby of mine. 🤣🫣