#i DO have a laptop but. i started on mobile. sooo

[lunar-lair]

oh my god i never told you guys abt my disaster twins competitive pkmn players concept. one sec ill put it under a cut for you bc this might get long lmao

so basically. gen 9 came out, and the boys, in their recent-switch glory, were like omg hell yes. game time. donnie and leo both get violet and mikey and raph both get scarlet (theyve got their own games bc they would tear each other apart if they had to share physical copies trust me) and generally trade around exclusives and chill etc etc. also while im on this leo picks quaxly, mikey is a toss up between fuecoco and quaxly, raph picks fuecoco obvs, and donnie picks sprigatito, as does april when she gets her own copy of violet later (which she honestly only chose for the loyalty points lmao she likes karaidon better)

anyways i was saying. donnie is one of those nerds who like perfectly iv trains his normal ass in-game team and builds perfect compositions around typings and looks up the gyms types n stuff and he was SO excited when he learned abt tera types and how they impacted team comps

leo on the other hand has the messiest type crossover and team comp EVER but still manages to thrash his opponents bc he uses really good movesets and strategies

the twins get into watching competitive videos while they play violet in silence together (hashtag parallel play) until donnie eventually starts commenting on weird stat spreads and leo eventually bursts out about shitty move choices and weird sets, or leo starts showing donnie videos abt odd pkmn getting high in latters, and then they start watching showdown battles...

and they lightbulb.

donnie loves building teams more than anything else, loves making them efficient as humanly possible.

leo loves showing the potential of odd pokemon and would kill for a good strategic challenge after all this time (hes been protecting against nemona and using electroweb against gym leaders, poor guy).

and, well, its not like you need anything special to get on the ladder in violet...

they start out simple, donnie building a basic team and leo reviewing it before going at the basic gen 9 ladders.

they kind of wreck house.

they just start going at the ladders with that team in their free time, then a different one when they get bored, then one with a few oddballs when donnie decides to ask leo what pokemon he wants to use, then they get kind of bored of just paldean pokemon so donnie gets to work understanding showdown...

but while its fun, they dont have anyone to brag to, because their brothers have no fucking clue what theyre talking about.

donnie has experience with youtube, right?

so they set up a little joint thing; a channel called disasterx2, no webcam, just videos about ladder battles. they end up specializing both in unique teams and movesets and in just vids about breaking down walls in ladders with a normal team. what makes both nifty is that donnie explains the whole team comp in a separate video to the battles, and the aesthetic quality is improved by donnies sensibilities and mikeys input (he was absolutely excited when they asked him to help with it. leo was no help. so much offense, actually, i have a feeling his fashion sense is good but the moment you try to make him make something look good visually on its own hes screwed.), and leos strategies are batshit, and ofc the boys are the boys, they go on tangents sometimes when they do real-time audio during battles and sometimes they just. dont cut them out. raph and mikey make guest appearances sometimes, april cheers them on on occasion, her and raph are very relieved bc its finally something non destructive they can spend their time on, its all great.

leo very often picks pokemon and movesets out and then donnie provides the pokemon (through breeding and stat spread tweaking, because god knows hed love that nerd shit). donnie likes it because 1. how leo uses those outlier pokemon is very interesting and 2. it gives him an opportunity to think about how to apply the right stats, natures, etc to apply to the pokemon and moves leo chose.

one of my favorite ever headcanons is that leo gets quiet when he focuses. like, dead quiet, and terrifyingly quiet. hes well known in their fandom for being very chatty over voiceover and then pretty quiet whenever hes playing challenging battles. donnie doesnt understand the strategies all that well so when leo gets too focused he just talks a lot abt the stat spreads and they add extra text to the video lmao. sometimes they utilize their clueless family members to have them ask questions they wouldnt have considered due to their knowledge in videos, sometimes donnie snags mikey while leos too quiet when theyre doing real-time audio, etc the fam knows theyre just glad theyre having fun

looks around flips through my mental notebook. nods twice. thats it i think! basically i think itd be fun if the twins played competitive but donnie built the teams and leo played hehe. i thought of it one day and it just stuck with me. anyways thanks for sticking w me through this long post that i need to end before my phone glitches out oops

#i DO have a laptop but. i started on mobile. sooo #hope a post thats just a headcanon like this was fun to read at least lmao #rottmnt #pokemon #lunas lies #for new ppl context thats just my talk tag im not actually lying prommy lmao #disaster twins #ehhh kinda? its the focus/the point at least #rise leo #rise donnie #mom come pick me up im still bad at tags

[lsdoiphin]

i have a question! do you have a pc? and if so, is it good fir digital art AND gaming? or do you use a laptop?

My current setup is that I have a "gaming" (read: I do everything non-drawing-related on it) laptop and a Surface Pro tablet for drawing. Before I started using a mobile display tablet, back when my Bamboo Fun tablet was still among the living, I did use my "gaming laptop" to do all my art. Most gaming laptops will handle art programs just fine. Your average big studio modern 3d game is going to be way more intensive for a computer to run than running Clip Studio Paint or Photoshop or something, you can pretty safely assume that any gaming pc will be good to double/be repurposed into an art machine.

Sidenote about my Surface Pro: I love this thing, but it's earnestly trash in a lot of ways and I do NOT recommend anyone else buy a Surface Pro. It draws well, but I've had to replace it at my own expense like twice because of the battery explosion problem. (The battery tends to explode a few months after your warranty runs out, you see. :|) My current one is a slightly newer model than the previous ones and doesn't seem effected by the battery issue but in return it has a defective wireless card so it struggles to connect to like 1/3 of all websites. So while I like the drawing experience of a Surface Pro, I have yet to purchase one that wasn't defective in a major way sooo if you're in the market for an art tablet heed my warning and save yourself the grief.

#answered ask #not art

[star-quill]

hi!! just because its in your tags i thought id lyk, to add a read more in mobile just start a new line and type

:readmore:

<3!!! you dont have to post this, just for reference because it took me sooo long to figure it out myself until someone told me :')

whats v funny abt this is i was writing the last post i made and i accidentally clicked a button on here and it gave me a read more 💀 so now i know how to do it but ty for the info!! i was so used to writing fics and then editing on my laptop but that things so slow and i just gave up and now im like welp idk how to mobile blog, im like a grandma😭

#me: idk how to add a read more #my thumb accidentally clicking the button: say less #answered #horrorflix

[notjohnlegere]

Hi!! Can you please do another Timmy smut? I love all your fics so much your writing is sooo good. Thank youu!!

Thank you! So glad you enjoy my writing! Another smut, coming right up! We all need some more sub!Timmy in our lives.

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Punishment

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Punishment

Sub!Timothée Chalamet x Dom!Reader

timmy embarrasses the reader in front of her boss and he gets punished for it. pure smut.

*obligatory mobile formatting apology*

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“If you don’t be quiet and keep your hands to yourself I’m going to beat your ass.” You whisper yelled, shoving your boyfriend’s hands away from your sides once again. You were fed up with him, you were trying to send an email from your laptop, but he just wouldn’t leave you alone. He had shown up to your office, brought you lunch, which you were grateful for. But he had just about overstayed his welcome. Your lunch hour was almost over, and you needed him to go. He was being so hands-on and so flirty, you knew if he didn’t leave there’s no way you could focus on your work.

“And if that’s what I’m going for?” He whispered in a deep voice, his breath tickling your ear as he leaned over your shoulder. You shuddered.

“Not right now.” You insisted. His hands snaked around your waist from behind.

“Why? Scared to bend me over your desk and give me a spank-“

“Timothée Hal!” You shrieked in a whisper. Your face heated up and you spun around to face him. What the hell has gotten into him?

“What?” He was looking down at you, smirking like Cheshire. “I have a few days off, it’s not fair that you’re working when I’m not.”

“I have to work. I’m not trying to get fired just because you’re- you’re so-“

“Horny? Desperate? Why don’t you just take the rest of the day off and come fuck me, mon amour?” He said smoothly. Your mouth flew open in shock. Not because of his words, but because your boss had just opened the door to your office. And you knew she had heard everything.

“Oh- my goodness. I’m sorry, dear. I didn’t know you were still on your lunch break.” You didn’t know whose face was more red: yours, hers, or his. “Just let me know when you’ve sent that email.”

“Y-yes ma’am. Of course.” You choked out. Your boss quickly left the room and closed the door behind her. You were furious.

“Get out of here Timothée!” You shrieked in a quiet voice, although it came out a bit louder than you thought.

“Yes ma’am.” He said, swallowing thickly. He scurried out the door and left you to finish sending that email. Although that was the last thing on your mind right now.

*

You were so mad. God, you were on fire inside. How could he embarrass you like that in front of your boss? What was your boss going to think of you now? These thoughts circled your mind as you unlocked the door to your home and stepped inside.

The last person you wanted to see right now was Timothée Chalamet, yet there he stood. He had used his spare key to get into your place. You could’ve screamed.

“Babe, listen-“ He started. You cut him off.

“Don’t you dare ‘babe’ me.” You only saw red. “What the fuck was that? In front of my boss, Timothée?! You couldn’t just wait until I got home?!”

“Honey-“ He said, taking a step toward you.

“Shut up! God, what’s wrong with you?!” Before you knew what you had him against the nearest wall, your hand on his throat and fury in your eyes. He was meek, he looked afraid and aroused.

“Make me.” He strangled out, just pushing you further.

You spit in his face.

“Get on your fucking knees.” You shoved him roughly to the floor. “And don’t you dare move or open your god damn mouth unless I say so.”

“Yes ma’am.” He said, wiping his face. He was flush with desire.

“Shut up.”

He obeyed. Your hands were on your pants, quickly taking them off along with your panties. You stepped out of them and sat on the couch, wagging your finger at him to come closer. You spread your legs and he sat on his knees on the floor in front of you.

“You’ve been such a bad boy.” You mumbled, grabbing a handful of his hair. “I think you should make it up to me for being such trouble.” You pulled his hair and guided his face in between your legs. He knew exactly what you wanted him to do, and immediately he attacked your core with his tongue. His tongue was always fucking heaven. Soft, skilled, quick with its motions—you couldn’t believe the things that it did to you.

You moaned out loud for him, throwing your head back as he flicked his tongue against your clit, slowly inching you toward your orgasm.

“Oh fuck yes.” You moaned out your words. “That’s my little toy. That’s it baby boy, right there.” You babbled.

You bucked your hips toward his eager tongue, his lips sucked on your clit while his tongue took experimental dips inside of you. You were soaked, a complete mess for him, and he knew that. He was proud of that. He hummed contently, deep in his throat as he continued his attack.

“Fuck me with your fingers, baby.” You commanded, your hands dancing wildly through his hair. He obliged, slipping two of his long digits into your opening, earning a shout from you. “Yes!”

His fingers curled and worked you over as his tongue sporadically circled and flicked at your sensitive bud. You were on cloud nine, in absolute bliss, you weren’t going to last much longer.

“Oh fuck, Timmy.” You breathed desperately. “Oh god, Timmy, I’m gonna cum. Fuck I’m gonna cum all over you baby. Ah-!” With one last yelp you were over the edge, your whole body twitching and squirming in pleasure as he fingered you through it.

Once you came down, you were raggedly panting and your whole body was shaking. You whined when he removed his fingers and you let go of his hair.

“Did I do good?” He asked, sucking your juices off of his fingers. You moaned at the sight.

“Yes, so good.” You praised. You knew him. You knew he expected to get his turn now. But you were still pissed at him.

You grabbed your panties from the floor and put them back on, sliding your pants back on after. He looked dumbfounded to seeing you getting dressed.

“Wha-?” He looked so confused, bless him. “What about me?”

“Oh, I’m sorry? Good boys are the only ones that get to cum.” You said, fixing your hair. He whined.

“What?!” He shrieked. “I was good! I just made you fucking squirt on my face!” You shuddered to his words.

“I’m still mad at you for embarrassing me at work.” You said. “So no orgasms for you. And Timothée Hal, so help me god, if I find out you’ve touched yourself before I decide you can have that orgasm—there’s going to be hell to pay.”

He gulped. His eyes looked fearful, but he also looked more aroused than before.

“So no orgasm? No masturbation? For how long?”

“Until I get good and ready to change my mind.” You said. He winced.

“Yes ma’am.”

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ao3 is johnlegere, find my fics there too. requests are open, send one in my ask box! hope you enjoyed :)!

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[harryssweatcreaturee]

Who’s better? II

a/n: sooo harry was a nasty bitter b*&%@ in the first part buuuuuuuuut (:

word count: 2.6k

warnings: mentions of surgery

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(Y/N) knew Harry could be mean, but this? This beat everything he’s ever done or said to her. Her chest was heaving with anger, her purse and car keys falling from her hands onto the ground before she stepped closer to Harry. “You are fucking unbelievable. I can’t believe that you are so insecure and pathetic to think something so undermining of me. Accept the fact that I’m a great fucking doctor and worked just as hard if not harder than you did!” (Y/N) kept shoving her finger against his chest with every emphasis of her argument. She was furious, livid at the man in front of her. And all Harry could do was take it.

“I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with you but don’t you ever, and I mean ever, insult me of something so disgusting and low again. If there’s anything you should fucking know about me, is that I work hard for what I want, and you should know this better than anybody.” (Y/N) had tears pooling at the waterline of her eyes from the fury lacing with her blood, now taking a step away from Harry. “I highly suggest you keep your distance from me, doctor. Remember I’m your boss now.” And just like that, she turned around and picked up her stuff from the ground before finishing her walk to her car and slamming the door shut once she entered.

Harry stood there, feeling sheepish and although it was well deserved for his cruel words, it hurt to watch the anger fill her like if she were about to explode.

It wasn’t his intention to say something so nasty. Truly… Harry didn’t even know what he wanted to say but his anger got the best of him, and Harry had no control.

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Like an embarrassed dog with its tail between its legs, Harry went home feeling like an asshole. It’s all he’s ever been to (Y/N) and now he’s starting to regret it. It only made him think of how angry he’d get if he’d catch another soul speak to her that way, but he was the one at fault. His hand was the one on the gun and those words shot right through her when his trigger-happy finger went berserk. Not his best moment.

The man tried to think of ways he could apologize, knowing this would take quite some time because (Y/N) made it very clear that she wanted him well out of her way.

Flowers? No. Wine? No. Surgeries? No. She can have all of them if she wants because she controls that now. All his best cases? No. Nothing made sense. Harry figured it could only be fixed with time and him having to start cleaning up his act. After all, she was right. She is his boss now and the man didn’t want to lose his job.

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“Are you kidding me? Dr. Clarke, I respect you and all your choices, but I don’t want anyone else to assist me on this surgery. Please, reconsider. We’d save a young woman, and we’d make the hospital look good.” (Y/N) begged the doctor, “Again, Dr. (Y/L/N), I believe this surgery’s risk outweigh the benefits and it’s not a risk I’m willing to take.”

(Y/N) was left alone in her office, groaning in frustration. A young woman came from across the country for a second opinion since her previous neurologist told her the tumor in her brain was inoperable. She went online and found (Y/N) was a prestigious neurologist and she had to see her. (Y/N) ran some more imaging and sure, the tumor was in a part of her brain that could risk losing mobility at a high percentage, but she wasn’t afraid. She knew she could do it, but she couldn’t do it alone.

Originally, Harry would surely be her first choice, but after the shit he pulled the previous night, her next best bet was Dr. Clarke. Now leaving her planted, she had no choice. She opened her laptop to send Harry an email to meet her as soon as possible.

Meet me in my office. STAT. – Dr. (Y/L/N). Chief, Neurology.

Harry was walking into the hospital when he got the email. He swore he was about to be told to grab his things and leave. This was terrible. This is the moment where Harry had to deal with the consequences of his messy actions, and he was in disbelief that it got him this bad.

He went up the stairs up to the neurology floor, walking towards her office with his heart hammering in his ribcage. His knuckles met the door briefly before opening, finding (Y/N) sat on her desk with a frustrated look on her face as she pointed at the chair parallel from hers for him to sit.

“Dr. (Y/L/N).” He said in a manner of a respectful greeting.

(Y/N) had no time for games and bullshit, cutting straight to the point. “I have a 23-year-old woman here to see me with an inoperable tumor.” She handed him the tablet that showed her CT’s and MRI. “That looks operable to me and you’re assisting today at 3. I already cleared your schedule after your Craniectomy at 2.” Harry looked over the imaging as she spoke, agreeing that it did look operable and albeit it looked like it was going to be one long and hard surgery, if there were two people that could do it, it would be Harry and (Y/N).

“I’ll see you at 3.”

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(Y/N) was scrubbing in, washing her hands attentively when she heard the door whip open, Harry coming in and beginning to scrub in beside her.

She hated how her body and mind worked in such synchrony. (Y/N) physically felt the air she was breathing heavier, as if it were a sin to inhale the oxygen around her. Her chest felt tight, and her heart was now beating hard. Harry angered her so much that the mere thought of him had her body immediately almost as if she were shutting down.

Harry was quiet while he scrubbed, lasting a few seconds longer than (Y/N) since she was done before him. The surgical nurses prepped and gowned them, (Y/N) standing by the head of her patient with Harry soon joining her.

“Scalpel.”

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(Y/N) had no doubt in mind that the surgery was going to be a success. Harry and (Y/N) stood there for 13 hours, through cramps and burning eyes but they removed the tumor without damaging any nerves. It was amazing really.

It was nearly midnight, (Y/N) standing at her locker while she checked her phone for a few moments before she was grabbing all her things to go. Harry walked into the lounge, eyeing her quickly before sighing. “Can we talk?” She looked to the side, eyes meeting his. “Did I not make myself clear when I said to leave me alone? Because I can tell you in another language if it’ll help you understand better.” Harry frowned, daring to step just a little bit closer to her. “I understand but please, let me apologize. I didn’t mean what I said, and I was incredibly harsh to you. I really don’t want this animosity between us anymore. Really (Y/N), I’m sorry.”

She looked at him with no change in her expression, part of her wanting to accept his apology, but a bigger part of her was still hurt by his words. “You have no idea how hard I’ve worked to be where I am today, constantly being undermined by men the whole way. Your words didn’t taint me, but they were a reminder of all the men I had to shit on to prove that I’m a great doctor. Believe me when I tell you I’ll add you to the list if you ever try me again, Harry.” Her voice was mellow and soft, yet clear in contrast to her harsh and loud tone from the previous night.

(Y/N) didn’t let Harry say another word before she was on her way out the door, Harry now a foot away from her to stop her, “Wait... um… it’s late. Let me walk you to your car.” Any other day, she would’ve bitched him off and walked by herself but after that long surgery that left her lower back and calves in pain, she had no energy.

They walked in silence to her car, Harry standing a few feet away as he watched her pull away from the parking lot and go home.

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For the next week or so, (Y/N) and Harry barely crossed paths but he was being different and weird towards her. At least for the Harry she knew, this was someone else. He always arrived before her so when she’d stop by the lounge to drop off her purse and grab her coat, there would be a muffin and a shot of espresso by the table near her locker. Any emails he’d sent weren’t as bitter as before, he’d add a signature instead of simply sending something as if he was demanding an order from her, and what stood out the most to her, the smiles he’d send her way the few times they would walk by each other in the hallway.

It was now Thursday of the following week, and they have another surgery together. Harry was first to scrub in this time, (Y/N) following behind only a minute after. Usually, they’d keep silence between them but today, Harry broke the barrier. “There’s karaoke night at this bar that I go to every Thursday.” (Y/N) looked up from the head she was currently working in, just looking at him confused for a second before her attention diverted back to the open skull. “Okay?”

“Well, I was thinking that maybe we should go tonight after our shifts end. We’re both free of surgeries after this one. No patients that might hold us back for longer. Maybe try and make amends?” Harry sounded genuine and (Y/N) wished she’d be bitter enough to say no. But she was too nice and too sweet despite their past hatred for one another. It was draining and maybe that was what they needed to end antipathy between them. “As long as they serve lemon drop martinis.” She said in turn of saying yes, but he’d definitely catch the hint.

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They both headed to the bar in their own separate cars, Harry arriving first and opening a tab for them with a scotch for him and her requested lemon drop martini. (Y/N) walked into the bar, her gaze curiously looking around and she already loved the vibe. It didn’t look gross, people weren’t terribly loud, the music was at the perfect volume, it was great. She spotted Harry by the bar, making her way to him, and quickly noticing he’d started them on the drinks.

“Thanks.” She sighed as she sat beside him, craning her neck around from the pain on her cervical spine due to looking down the whole surgery.

“S’no problem.” Harry stated before taking a sip of his strong scotch. “Before anything, I just want to say that you are a great doctor and I admire your work. You were right, I was insecure, and I felt threatened and I have a bad habit of saying things I don’t mean when I’m angry although it doesn’t excuse my behavior.” (Y/N) turned her body to face him, a small frown on her face. “Look Harry, I know it may not seem like it because this is the first time we have a civil conversation but I’m not a mean person. Let’s forget that ever happened and let start from scratch. Yeah?”

Harry nodded and the corner of his lips perked up, (Y/N) reciprocating as she sighed in relief because she just couldn’t deal with the whole back and forth anymore. “Let’s toast on your new position and I want to properly congratulate you for being a badass doctor and now my boss.” She giggled and raised her glass to his as a small clink filled the air between them. “Alright, Dr. Styles. Tell me who you really are. I know there’s more than that cocky little act you’ve got going on.”

They spoke for about 30 minutes and were a couple of drinks in before Harry was up on the small makeshift stage belting out the lyrics to My Way by Frank Sinatra. (Y/N) laughed the whole while, Harry putting on an extremely dramatic show the whole while he sang.

It was proven to (Y/N) that this was what they needed. Damn Harry for having a good idea for once.

After his performance was over, he made his way back to (Y/N) in a fit of chuckles and seemingly out of breath. “Fuck, they took every bit of energy from me.” She shook her head with a small laugh, taking a sip of her martini. “Great performance, though. Think you should quit the whole doctor thing and pursue music.” Harry started to laugh, grabbing his glass. “Great idea, but no.”

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The pair decided they call it a night at about 12:30 at midnight, not wanting to get too inebriated since they both worked early shifts the next day. Harry walked her to her car while she explained why she thought the gall bladder was the most useless organ in the body. “I mean, seriously! It does nothing important and it just pains you until it’s out. Why even have it in us? We barely need it to survive.” Harry nodded in agreement, “Mhm. You make a valid point.:

They reached her car, (Y/N) digging through her purse to find her keys, looking up at Harry once she had them in her hand.

Harry had a look in his eyes that she couldn’t explain. It almost looked endearing, but she didn’t want to think of something that was literally fucking impossible because a week ago, they wanted each other’s heads on silver platters. She stayed looking at him, Harry’s eyes not daring to break their gaze from hers. The air around them felt thick, his eyes glistening so nicely and (Y/N) could imagine herself getting lost in them.

“Um, well, good night, Harry. Thank you for tonight. See you tomorrow.” She broke the silence, Harry seeming like he was broken from a trance as a sigh escaped his lips. “Yeah. G’night. Please text me when you get home, so I know you arrived safely.”

They had exchanged numbers some time during the night, so she nodded with a small smile adorning her lips. “Will do. Let me know when you get home too.”

Home. x

(Y/N) saw flash on the screen in the middle section of the dashboard of her car from Harry. She was about two minutes away from home, quickly responding once she did arrive and was in the safe confine of the walls of her home.

I’m home. Thank you, again.

Harry was quick to reply.

No need to thank me, love. The least I can do.

(Y/N) felt her heart speed up at the endearment at the end of his first statement. This could not be happening. Not when she hated him less than a month ago. Not when he accused her of fucking her way to the top. There was no way she could have a crush bubbling inside her for the doctor that was dying to see her demise not too long ago. Sure, there were many occasions in which she’d imagine her thighs wrapped around his face to shut him up and gain some pleasure herself but that was the extent of it, or so she thought.

And as for Harry? He felt it happening inside his chest and he allowed it. Would she allow it too?

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[petscrub]

long post about my show

sorry idk how to do a read more on mobile

sooo about my show last night lmao. i was definitely nervous and i think it ofc reflected on me during the performance which is like. ok. thats fine, i expected that. when i got there there wasn’t a lot of ppl there and i talked to a few ppl and they were nice and friendly. and then later i started to set up my stuff and we had to find the right plugs and cords and such for my laptop but eventually we got it working. my music sounded p good all loud and stuff. and then as ppl slowly started to come in i went up to perform and i felt a bit awkward mainly bc there werent too many ppl and i was just singing. i think what will help my significantly in the future is having something to do whether playing the guitar or piano (preferably guitar) bc i just do not consider myself a singer and for that to be the only thing going on for me was kinda taking me out of the zone. i danced a little but the crowd was like. not dead? but not very dance-y. i wanted them to really vibe and there were a few people who were but majority were just kinda softly bopping their heads or something which is fine ig. i thought i didnt sound very good on the mic (probs bc first time performing live and it was hard to hear myself) but then i saw a video of me singing later and i think it was decent and better than what i thought. i did have some fun and it was nice to hear everyone cheer and clap and what not after each song that definitely held me in there. but overall i think the vibe was not mine. like it was so indie which is kinda my thing but not entirely. it was almost like. straight white indie. not like gay indie u know ? everyone seemed pretty straight (lots of very obviously cis straight girls and boys). and they seem to be the kinda music lovers who probably froth at the mouth when listening to like. phoebe bridgers. idk i say this bc the guy who went on after me was very good but he just had his guitar and sang. no backup instrumentals at all. and he sounded great! but it was just that kinda vibe that was so different than mine. i knew absolutely no oneeee there. and everyone loved this guy after me bc they all KNEW him. like lifelong friends. and the straight girls next to me were like wetting themselves just watching him lmfao. i was like ok yea i dont see myself really making a lot of friends at this place. or in general anywhere hahahah. i talked to some guys who were really chill and nice and honestly i got much better vibes from the straight guys than i did from the girls ? idk. they just seemed like they were there for the cute boys while the guys were there bc they are genuine music nerds. and they were very sweet to me for the most part. very helpful as well. i just felt very out of place and uncomfy bc i obviously dont know what im doing when it comes to this kinda stuff yet. so i decided to leave after the second set and i felt kinda bad about it but my thoughts were building up and i was like ok i gotta go. so on the train ride home i felt intensely suicidal, like more so than i usually get. i cried on the train and i think its honestly mainly bc i dont feel like i belong anywhere and that i will never find a place where i do feel myself and understood and accepted. and i kinda spiraled. after some reflection with gf when i got home, i realized it wasn’t even so much the performance that made me feel bad but just the thought of loneliness and how i feel like i will never fit in anywhere or make friends that are really meaningful to me. it made me wanna give up in the moment. in music and in life lol but i do know i tend to be a black or white kinda person. anyway. hopefully for my next show ill be more prepared and also be able to play some parts of my music live bc i think that will be what saves me really. and makes me have a good time. and also hopefully i will be in an environment that vibes more with what im putting out there. although i did got a lot of compliments on my set, like everyone was pretty supportive. it just felt weird.

[artlesss]

☁️ Anniversary Weekend ☁️

Took me a week to share this bec it was a really busy work week (lol but when was it ever not??)

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I literally started the day feeling tampo bec that's the kind of person I am 😭 jk so I rushed all my workload the day before, like I sat in front of my laptop and worked my ass off for around XX hours straight just so I can go to his place earlier than usual in the morning only for him to tell me na 'wag munang pumunta nang maaga and na magpahinga muna like?? I was so confused why (it felt like) he's not excited to see me on our Anniversary. I was kinda mad so I did what he told me, I just slept until noon. I even thought about not going there anymore haha.

🍲 Fast forward, I still went to his place of course bec how can I ever resist this guy? We did the usual lambingan like we always do lol. The kilig when he told me he cooked sinigang (my favorite!!!) and we ate lunch together. As an only daughter of two Kapampangans, pasok sa god-tier sinigang standards ko 'yung luto n'ya haha.

🌻 After our lunch, he went to the balcony for few seconds and I wondered what he was doing there. 'Nung pumasok s'ya ulit, I was shocked and kilig (and kilig again!!!) when I saw him holding a bouquet of sunflowers like my heart literally skipped a beat kasi I have zero expectation na he will surprise me with flowers (kahit lagi naman n'ya talaga akong binibigyan no'n lol).

Side story: sunflower is my favorite and it was actually one of the reasons why I said yes to him (after half a year) 'nung nililigawan n'ya pa lang ako.

Sub-side story: feeling maganda ako sa part na I let him wait six months for my answer when he asked me to be his girlfriend hahahahaha. No assurance, no commitment, nothing. We just did things together that made us happy during those six months. He was sooo patient (and loyal kahit walang label lol) to me. Kaya hindi ko rin ma-gets why I doubt his loyalty ngayong we're in a longterm relationship na, eh nanliligaw pa nga lang s'ya, sobrang loyal na n'ya hahahahah.

Another side story: the reason why ayaw n'ya akong papuntahin nang maaga sa condo is dahil nasa Dangwa s'ya nung morning buying flowers huhu. I felt guilty because I sent cold replies pa sakanya kasi I thought ayaw n'ya ako makita. :((

🍫🎂🍺 I was still in cloud 9 with the flower surprise when he opened the ref para ipakita sa'kin yung cake, chocolates (na s'ya rin kumain nung half hahaha) anddddd my favorite beer like omg??? this guy really knows me too damn well. Funny part is earlier 'nung sinabi n'ya sa'king nag-grocery s'ya before namin magkita, biniro ko pa s'ya bakit hindi n'ya ako binilhan ng beer and he just replied "luh" hahahah.

💒🍽 At around 4PM, we went to Las Casas na. An hour late from our reservation so half-panic na kami. Luckily, they weren't that strict with reservation schedule. The place was really good, somewhere na we'd go back to in the future. After the nakakapagod na pag-iikot (and picture-taking haha), we opted to dine outside kasi mas gusto ko 'yung vibe. It was a decent candlelit dinner and it felt really good to date the love of my life under the skies kahit walang stars that night hay haha. A violinist also performed live and it made the place feel more romantic and I swear I'd really kiss him right there if there weren't like a hundred people around us HAHAHAH.

Side story #3: original anniversary plan was a 4D3N vacay in Bora but alert level 3 happened so we had to reschedule. I suggested a simple date in his condo as an alt, we can cook dinner and I'll just bring scented candles to make it intimate and somehow special. I'm so glad he made efforts to find a better place where we can celebrate. And it had scented candles too. 🤍

🎮 We stayed for roughly an hour sa lobby ng condo to do our usual mobile game duo thing. Since I was so shy na wala man lang akong anything for him, I just FT-d him pambili ng ML skins 😭 I hate myself for that pero we agreed kasi initially na we won't buy gifts or anything for each other, silly of me to actually believe na he won't surprise me with anything na para bang hindi ko alam how his mind works :(( Anyway, he got an epic, special and few other ML skins naman so pwede na rin HAHAHAHA. Nakakatawa pa kasi 'yung epic and special skin na nakuha n'ya, ako 'yung may main sa mga heroes na 'yun hahaha. He got the epic Mecha Baby Nana skin and Angela's Summer Vibes. Sabi ko nga, mag-free tutorial ako for him lol charity ko na as a Pasig number XX Nana, charot sa Barangay ko lang kaya mag-top HAHAHA *sorry ito lang aq intensifies*. And mas malakas s'ya sa'kin, s'ya yung nagt-top talaga sa Pasig HAHAHAHA CHZ KATURN-ON, FVCK HAHA JK. Anyway we played MCL, 'di kami nagu-usap gaano after the game kasi sobrang badtrip kami sa isang ka-team na nag-throw ng laro hahahahaha sayang 'yung tickets namin ugh kaya understandable naman 'yung shift sa mood.

💤 We went back to the unit na and... syempre skip ko na itong part na ito 😛 Kasi natulog lang naman kami 😏

🍕 We took home the tirang pizza from last night and that's what we had for breakfast. Half pa nung 12-inch na in-order namin haha sobrang sulit. Hindi namin na-enjoy nung una kasi it's quite salty then nung ininit na the next morning, it tasted 99% better haha *chef's kiss: painit edition*

🍺 I took the lazy Sunday opportunity to drink 2 bots of beer (by myself because bb is not drinking alcohol) pero he drank juice naman so basically he still "drank with me" 🙄🤣 I was drinking beside the balcony and the huuuge Jollibee sign was like literally next to my face so I told him I was craving chickenjoy pero he just shushed me huhu. We sang along OPM songs for hours until we unconsciously fell asleep together.

💤 I vaguely remember this but while I was sleeping, he whispered (with a really soft and low voice) na he's going out to buy us dinner. I really wanted to come with him but I was too sleepy to get up.

🍗 When I woke up, I saw him setting up the table for our dinner and I asked myself what have I done to deserve this man. 🥺 And it actually doubled the kilig when I saw the jollibee paperbag looool he really bought me the chickenjoy I was craving earlier 😭

Last side story: Jollibee is really special to us. It was the first meal he bought me when we first met. Around 4 years ago, 2018 to be exact, nagd-dorm ako near UE and s'ya naman, nags-stay sa condo near Welcome Rotonda. We were just a jeep away from each other so when I told him I don't want to eat dinner kasi tinatamad ako, he literally went to my dorm at 1AM with a Jollibee supermeal 😭 I was sooo shy that time and even told him I'm gonna pay for the meal and delivery hahahahaha 😭 Umambon pa nung pauwi s'ya so medyo nakakahiya talaga (and nakakakilig 'yung efforts n'ya hehe) given na he doesn't even know me personally yet that time.

Note: since any detail of this weekend can't go unnoticed, I really appreciate him for washing the dishes hehe (I kinda hate doing it tbh) pero as someone who only knows how to bake and hindi marunong magluto ng ulam (despite having parents who both cook so damn well 👌), my role on our condo weekends is to wash the dishes while he cooks. Idk, I felt like he really wanted to make the day special for me so he tripled his effort even on smallest things. 🥺 My best boy, indeed.

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❤ In those two days, the stories we shared to each other, the laughter, every lyric of all the songs we sang together. The back hugs, the number of times he touched my hair and my hand. Every little thing we did for, to and with each other... they all felt perfect. They are perfect.

The happiest anniversary so far because it just gets better every year. 🤍

[lesmiserabby]

9, 10, 17 and 31 for the autism ask?

Thanks for the asks, these are fun!

9. What was your first special interest? Either unicorns or dinosaurs. Kinda leaning towards it was unicorns. 4 year old me straight up told my mother I wanted to be a unicorn when I grew up. Dinosaurs started around the same time though, and the two absolutely overlapped and both lasted a while. That said, the one everyone in my family defaults to for earlyish memories of me having a definite special interest is absolutely the Titanic, because while unicorns and dinosaurs are normal interests for 4 or 5 year olds the average 11 year old isn't memorizing death rates on a sunken ship.

10. What are your most common stims? I flap and bounce when happy, and tend to bite/scratch/pick at things when anxious/upset. Chewelry was a great discovery for me for that reason, and SOOO happy I got one of those bubble pop things, that's been absolutely great for me.

17. Do you own any stim toys? Which one is your favourite? As per just mentioned, bubble pop thing is AMAZING and I LOVE IT! Also have a unicorn kitty ice cream cone slow rising squishy, it is the perfect size and shape for my hand and it helped me survive two appointments for fillings this month, true hero. I have a few other stim toys, too, but those are the current favourites.

31. I have a few, but main ones are Happy Lamb and Toothless, two stuffies. Happy Lamb is purse sized and main one for a few years now, Toothless is a bit bigger and also a gift from my boyfriend. Hats used to be a definite but I've slowly drifted from them over the past two years, now I have a deep love of scrunchies. Would show pictures but I'm on my laptop right now, I have definitely shown Toothless and Happy Lamb in videos on my YouTube before though. Also gonna try and remember to reblog this on mobile later and put pictures of Happy Lamb and Toothless from my phone.

#autism asks #these are fun #dash games

[kiissme]

Yeaaaah, so, nothing got done this morning lmao aside from watching the latest Men In Kilts, I need to get off my ass and do some gif’ing, or wait until SAS hits the US and gif from THAT, I’m starting to feel the limitations of the only Sam gifs out there being spy who dumped me and outlander oof. But no, I was just really tired and distracted. So nothing got done, as well as nothing last night got done bc tired. I’m starting to think writing on work days is just not feasible. Unless I have a noon or later shift where I can manage a good chunk in the morning but other than that I’ll probably just leave it to my days off. I can try on short shifts but no promises, sadly even with discord threads bc i’ve been so tired to do them when I get home, i literally kept falling asleep while writing one oop. Either way I still have my queue running until next sunday so sdkfjsdf you’ll at least have something consistent from me. I got depressing news that the clerk that covered our opener’s days off is going back to school so.....that means I’m gonna be opening again uggghhh. which probably means closing and opening days so 😭 we’ll see. i might be off at 5 today, or closing, our closer got their second dose yesterday so it depends if he’s getting side effects sooo. up in the air. okay, time to shut this laptop down and get ready for work. my boss won’t be there so it’ll most likely be a light shift lmao hopefully. of course, the assistant manager is gonna go on vacation next week so ahahaha i’m in for a very on edge bakery manager so fuuuun. anyway. rambled enough. mobile until i get home and....probably gif and shitpost for an hour until i’m too tired to function ooof. later guys.

#kiss me in the rain ( ooc ) #does anyone even enjoy these see you later posts?? #dunno but ya'll getting it anyway

[adolanables]

INLFUENCED - PART 3 (GD)

A/N: Sorry again about the spacing I really don’t know why that’s happening... I’m on mobile bc my laptop is RIPed so no keep reading. Sorry !!!

The rest of your evening was spent wondering how badly you’d embarrassed yourself at the party, slowly losing the effects of the champagne. Honestly, you barely remembered anyone you’d met –your attention firmly on Grayson for most of the night. You were still a bit unsettled at all of the beautiful women he was constantly around –it was intimidating. He could have anyone he wanted –at least you thought so. Charlotte had made it pretty obvious that the twins’ skills with the ladies were a bit lack-luster. Something you actually appreciated. It wasn’t normal for 19 year olds to be absolute gods with dating or anything related.

You smiled softly to yourself as you washed the remaining makeup off of your face in your sink. He was so painfully awkward trying to flirt with you. Maybe he just hadn’t been as into you the first few times he met you, because tonight was the first time you noticed how BAD it was.

*sorry again about the cupcake : (*

Your phone lit up with a message from the man of the hour, a small giggle leaving your lips.*sorry for getting drunk : )* you shot back, letting him know the cupcake really wasn’t a concern.

*the drunk giggles are pretty cute*

His message made your face turn red and you were very grateful you weren’t anywhere near Charlotte.

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The next few days were relatively boring compared to the exciting Saturday evening you’d had. Grayson had texted you into the wee hours of the morning, quizzing you about everything under the sun. He claimed he wanted to know all of your answers to the world’s most important questions.

You only had class two days a week; Monday and Tuesday. The rest of the week was free for you to do homework, relax, and do some occasional free-lance reporting or journaling work. This week it just happened to be the first football game of the season for UCLA –your favorite season of the year. Professor Martin had given you the opportunity to be on the sidelines for the first half of the game and you were unbearably excited.

“Are you going to come up into the stands after half-time?” Charlotte questioned you as she tied her hair up into a ponytail, grabbing a baby blue ribbon to tie around the band.

“Duh.” You rolled your eyes at her, a bit jealous she was able to attend the game in a pair of denim shorts and a jersey.

Due to the possibility of being on camera, your professor had insisted you and the other student dress very professionally. “Stop doubting your outfit, Y/N. You look killer.” Charlotte assured you, noticing you stare just a bit too long at yourself in the full-length mirror in the living room.

Her comment made you feel at least a little better. You were wearing a pair of baby blue pumps, skin-tight leather pants and a tight white blouse with frills on the front. Your hair was beautifully curled, falling down your back smoothly. You liked your outfit, but you hadn’t been this dressed up in public –ever.

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“Great job you two!” Professor Martin grinned at you and Mike –the other student who had been selected to participate on the sidelines. “Feel free to head up into the stands!”

You handed your media pass to the professor and headed up towards the student section. The experience had been great –a little less thrilling than you’d expected, but you had taken a few photos and gotten some good notes for an article you could write up next week.

“Y/N!” Charlotte’s voice sounded over the crowd, the student section calm for the time being as the game wasn’t going on currently. Her little blonde head popped up, shooting you a smile and you grinned back at her, heading towards where she was sitting.“Hey lady, you looked good out there!” Charlotte hugged you as you sat down next to her, the smell of beer and popcorn overwhelming you.

“Thanks, Char.” You grinned, glancing around at the crew she was sitting with. The usual gang all said hi and your friend Wes sat down on the other side of you, his arm wrapping around your shoulders and pulling you in for a hug.

“Long time no see Y/L/N.” He smiled down at you, his arm falling off your shoulders and resting behind your lower back. “You look great!”

“Thanks, Wes.” You smiled softly, leaning into him to rest your pained back.

Admittedly, you and Wes had tried out being more than just friends –more than a few times. It never got past some intense make outs, the forced dates were awkward and uncomfortable. There were never any hard feelings, always having a soft spot for each other. If Wes was somewhere, you were bound to be by his side, a bit of a comfort blanket for you in any situation. Soon, the second half started and the entire section stood back up, a groan escaping your mouth as your feet ached from the tall heels. Wes’s long arm wrapped around your waist, hiking you up into his side a bit to take some pressure off your feet.

“Thanks Weswey.” You smiled up at him, his head shaking in embarrassment as you called him his nickname.

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At the end of the fourth quarter, the group of you decided to head out seeing the Bruins were up by a healthy margin. You followed Charlotte out of the stadium, Wes and a few of your other friends close behind. A wince escaped your mouth as you nearly twisted your ankle.

“Get on.” Wes rolled his eyes, crouching down in front of you –willing you to get on his back.

You were not going to argue, slipping your heels off into your left hand and hopping up onto his back, your free arm tightening around his shoulders.

The group of you made it about halfway to the parking lot before you heard Charlotte’s friendly voice shriek “Oh hey!”

You didn’t bother to lift your head from Wes’s neck,extremely tired and just ready to be home.

“Y/N.” A familiar voice spoke your name and you shot your head up, your face losing all color as your eyes connected with Grayson’s.

“Grayson, hey!” You smiled at him, hoping to defer any discomfort in the very uncomfortable situation. Charlotte’s eyes were wide and panicked behind you, desperately trying to find a way to help you. “Were you at the game?”

“Uh, yeah –I texted you at halftime.” He furrowed his brow, digging his hands into his pockets. You wanted to hop off of Wes’s back so badly and explain he was just trying to help your poor feet. Ethan and a crew of guys stood behind Charlotte, a look of discontent on Ethan’s face made your stomach flip.

“Oh, sorry, I haven’t checked my phone.” You laughed, wiggling your heels in the air. “Nearly broke my ankle so just needed a ride.”

Grayson squinted at you, still really confused why you were monkeyed onto some guy’s back. You understood why he was upset, but at the same time it wasn’t like you two were dating or anything. You had barely heard from him all week.

“Ah, well –good to see you.” He nodded, backing away from you, towards Ethan. “You too Charlotte.” He smiled down at your small friend, turning on his heel to stand beside Ethan who patted his brother's back assuringly.

“Fuck, Y/N. I should’ve warned you or something.” Charlotte groaned, the group continuing your walk to the parking lot.

“Who was that guy?” Wes questioned beneath you, his lanky legs blurring in your vision. Truly, you wanted to just fall off his back and curl up in a ball and die.

“Someone tripping over his feet for our sweet baby angel Y/N.” Charlotte teased, unlocking her car from a few feet away. Wes set you down and let you slide into the passenger seat, his arms wrapping around you for a quick hug.

“Well, I’m sorry if I caused any problem...” He apologized, his face sinking slightly.

“Don’t apologize Wes, thank you for carrying me –I'll see you soon!” You grinned up at him, shutting the door and sinking into Charlotte’s seat. A frustrated groan leaving your lips as she started to pull out of her parking spot.

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“Y/N you have to text him.” Charlotte nudged your knee with her socked foot, pausing the episode of Grey’s Anatomy on the TV. You looked at her and rolled your eyes, throwing your head back on the couch to let out a groan. “You probably hurt his feelings sooo much, you have to at least say something. It’s been an entire week.”

“He probably wants nothing to do with me, Char.” You sighed, staring up at the ceiling. You had typed out a million messages to send Grayson after the game that day, but none of them could express what you wanted to say just right. He hadn’t reached out to you –understandably. For the first time in your life, you found yourself obsessively checking Instagram to see if he had pulled the trigger and unfollowed you. Surprisingly, he hadn’t yet, but you figured it would be coming soon…

“Well you can find out -” Charlotte snatched your phone out of your hand and shoved it in your face. “TEXT. HIM.”

“Ugh, FINE!” You screamed, throwing your hands up in frustration before gripping the phone and going to Grayson’s message thread. Geez, you really had no idea what to say –not only did you need to apologize for the Wes situation, but now you needed to apologize for how long it took you to say anything. Charlotte eyed you out of the side of her eye, pressing play on the TV, but making sure you actually followed through. About fifteen attempts later, you finally pressed send.

*Hey... I’m really sorry it took me this long to say something, but I really want to explain what happened last weekend.*

He responded rather quickly, making Charlotte smirk at you –like she knew he was just waiting to hear from you.

*Yeah I’d like to hear that explanation...*

A simple response, but enough to make you feel uneasy.*Can I call? It’s a lot to type out..*

The absolute last thing you wanted to do was stumble over your apology on a phone call, but you were having such a hard time finding the words to send to him in a text message.

*How about I come by? Be there in an hour?*

“Charlotte, he’s coming HERE-” You shrieked, burying your head into the pillow next to you. “I just wanted a phone call!”

“Looks like I’ll be spending the rest of the evening in my room...” She giggled, standing upto gather her things. “Be NICE, Y/N.”

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“Hey.” Grayson’s voice was quiet and deep as he stood on your front porch. Hands tucked deep into the pockets of his gray sweatpants, a simple white t-shirt clinging to his upper body. His hair was a bit damp -like he had just showered.

“Hi.” You muttered, stepping back from the door so he could step inside. Your socked feet lead him into your small bedroom, a small smile played on his lips as he looked around at your space.

“Cute posters.” He teased, nodding towards the decades old Jonas Brothers’ posters accompanied by new and improved ones. He sunk down onto the edge of your bed, kicking his shoes off and getting himself comfortable.“So...”

The nerves were racking your body, finding it extremely difficult to speak. The Bruins hoodie you wore just barely covered your upper thighs, a pair of Nike spandex shorts on underneath. “Last weekend.” You brought up the dreaded topic and sat down next to him on the edge of the bed.

“Yea... last weekend.” He glanced over at you, his brow furrowing in thought. “I’m sorry I made that so awkward.”

You shook your head, staring down at your hands. “Wes is just a friend –honestly –I just didn’t know how to explain that to you when I was glued to his back...”

“It didn’t really look like you two were just friends?” He turned to face you a little more directly, his jaw clenching and unclenching with every breath.

“Long-term best friends.” You assured him, pulling your knees to your chest. Yes, you were lying a little bit, but trying to explain to Grayson that you’d ever been more with Wes didn’t seem like a good idea for the current moment. “I didn’t text sooner because I didn’t know what to say... you seemed really upset with me.”

“Well... yeah.” He rolled his eyes at you, inching away from you slightly –he was clearly still irritated. “That’s my bad though, I think I just got a little ahead of myself.”

“What do you mean?”

“It’s not like we are dating or anything.” He shrugged, connecting his hazel eyes to your y/e/c ones. “We’re just friends too. I shouldn’t have gotten jealous.” His voice was cold and serious, it sent chills down your spine. For a moment, you felt your face fall –showing your emotion. Quickly, you pulled the corners of your mouth up into a small smile, hopeful Grayson didn’t see the quick falter.

“Right -yea.” You nodded at him confidently. He smiled at you widely, his eyes crinkling up in amusement as he patted his knees, standing up off your bed. Honestly, you were confused. Why had he driven all the way here to just... tell you that you two were just friends?

“Well, now that we got that worked out...” he stood up and slipped his shoes back on, his hands tucked back into his pockets. “I’m gonna head out.” He wasn’t making eye contact with you, but you weren’t really sure what to say. You almost felt as if he was being... mean to you?

“Oh, um –yeah.” You muttered awkwardly, standing up next to him, nearly jogging behind him down the hallway. “Bye?”

He stepped out the door and waved behind his back quickly, sliding in his car and taking off. Scattered thoughts flew across your mind as he drove away. What had just happened? Honestly, in the short few weeks you’d known this guy it was like you’d met three different versions of him. Nice, cookie-cutter, standard Youtube boy you expected. Shy, painfully awkward, expected 19 year old. Then this one –mean, cold, and sarcastic definitely unexpected. You shook your head, heading back towards your room.

As you laid down for the night, your fingers quickly tapped your phone screen –a nightly habit you were slowly forming. As you clicked on your list of followers and searched Grayson’s name, you couldn’t help the tears welling up in your eyes as you realized he no longer followed you. Angrily, you went to his page and unfollowed him, not wanting him to have the satisfaction of you being another fangirl.

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“He isn’t going to be there, Y/N.” Charlotte assured you, rummaging through your closet to find you a cute outfit for the night. “He was at ONE party.”

“But what if he is?!”You groaned, still tucked firmly under your covers –convinced you were not going to this massive party.

“Well, then you’re gonna look good as hell so he regrets how he treated you!” Charlotte tossed a few pieces of clothing at you and pointed towards your bathroom. “Get dressed –it's almost 9!”

As Charlotte did your hair and makeup, you tried to calm down the nerves racing through your body. After you unfollowed Grayson, you hadn’t heard from him –not that you expected to. He was active on Instagram, posting stories daily, but you resisted watching them. Honestly, you were still pissed off. You had taken down the picture he took of you and made your Instagram private again. At one point this week you had even deleted the app off your phone.

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Your tall black wedges clicked on the pavement as you walked arm in arm with Charlotte towards the large house. She had curled your hair, pinning a few pieces back from your face. The black leather shorts and long-sleeved white body suit showed off all of your curves and accentuated your skin-tone. As much as you hoped Grayson wasn’t anywhere near this party, part of you wished he would be, so you could ignore him and show him what he’s missing.

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“Woah, woah, Y/N -slow down.” Charlotte hissed as you downed your sixth shot of the night. You could feel the effects already, but at this point you really didn’t' want to feel anything.

As soon as you walked into the party you immediately made eye contact with Grayson –you knew he saw the startled look in your eyes when he leaned over to whisper to his brother, a laugh falling from his lips. Since then, you and Charlotte had been in the kitchen playing a game with a few others –you were losing on purpose so you could drink as much as possible.

“Come on, grumpy –let's dance.” You yanked Charlotte behind you, heading back into the main room where you knew Grayson was. Your body intertwined with Charlotte’s the two of you slowly moving your bodies back and forth to the song blaring through the house. The euphoria of feeling slightly out of your mind and dancing to a loud song soon hit you, all thoughts of Grayson leaving your mind.

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“There’s no way in hell I’m jumping in the pool.” Charlotte backed away from the group of you playing truth or dare –shaking her head vigorously. Most of the party had moved outside as it was getting a bit too steamy in the confined space. You and about ten other people were playing truth or dare and Charlotte had just been dared to jump into the pool.

At this point you weren’t really sure how much you had had to drink –watching Grayson talk to a beautiful blonde girl in the corner had made you take at least 6 more shots. She was exactly the type of girl you had pictured him with, so you were trying your best to not be able to remember any of this tomorrow. Charlotte continued screeching about how unfair this dare was for a few seconds before her small body was suddenly being shoved into the illuminated pool by a red-headed guy in a snapback.

“What is wrong with you?” You shouted at him, looking frantically at the pool as Charlotte thankfully had resurfaced. Her eyes were shooting daggers at the kid who thought this was the funniest thing he had ever seen.

As you leaned down to help her out of the pool, the jerk placed his hands on your upper back firmly and shoved. Soon your entire body was engulfed by cool water, anger raging through you as you swam up to the top and gripped the edge of the pool next to Charlotte.

“Dude, what the hell?” A familiar voice sounded from the other side of the pool, his jaw was locked, eyes glued to the red-head. Ethan stood next to him, fists clenched as he followed his younger brother around the edge of the pool. Soon they were standing face to face with the red-head –both more than a few inches taller than him.

“You think that’s funny? Harassing women?”

“It was a joke man, relax.” The kid held his hands up in defense, scurrying away quickly before either of them had a chance to act further. While this was happening, Charlotte had managed to pull herself out of the pool, her small black dress clinging to her body, but mostly unharmed. As she held her hand out to help you, you shook your head at her, motioning down to your soaked –now see-through –white body-suit. She gasped, burying her face in her hands as she realized you weren’t wearing a bra either. Grayson soon turned his attention to the two soaked women next to him –Charlotte crouched down next to you.

He furrowed his brow at you, motioning around with his hand -“Y/N get out of the pool?” Ethan stood behind his brother, making sure the rest of the party went back to their business.

“She can’t.” Charlotte glared up at him.

“And why can’t she?” Grayson shot back at her, frustration evident in his voice.

“My shirt is seeee through.” You rolled your eyes at him, the liquid courage making your words a little slower and your confidence sky-rocket.

Honestly at this point you really would have just gotten out of the pool, not really caring that you were practically naked. Thankfully, Charlotte knew this and was holding your shoulder down in the water so you couldn’t hop out.

“Oh.” Grayson muttered, his eyes going straight to the ground –clearly unsure what to do.

“Here.” Ethan spoke up behind him, stepping forward to hand Charlotte his denim jacket that was once on his shoulders. Charlotte grinned up at him softly as the two boys stepped away, turning their backs to you as Charlotte helped you out of the pool and wrapped the jacket around you –successfully covering you up.

“Thank you.” You shouted at Ethan, making them both turn around to look at you. Charlotte was busy untying your shoes as they walked back over to where you stood. Ethan just nodded at you, as if he would have given the clothes off his back for anyone.

“Yea thanks.” Charlotte confirmed, standing up next to you –a firm arm around your waist as she noticed your unsteadiness. “We should probably head home... come on Y/N.”

She attempted to tug you along with her towards the back gate, but you stomped your bare feet into the grass. “No, wait!” You slurred, pointing a finger at Grayson. “Why Grayson?”

“Why?” He shot at you, confused.

“Why’d you lead me on –when you know you don’t like girls like me –why?” Your voice trailed off at the end of your rant, your confidence faltering and lower lip trembling as he looked at you incredulously. Never in your life would you have yelled at a man like this - drunk or not.

“What are you talking about?” He spoke quietly, his voice deep and serious. Ethan stood facing away from the three of you, truly minding his business until he was needed. “I didn’t lead you on, Y/N.”

You felt your lower lip tremble more aggressively, tears welling up in your eyes and spilling onto your cheeks as Charlotte comfortingly gripped your wrist. Sobs escaped your lips and even drunk you knew how much you were embarrassing yourself.

“Bye guys...” Charlotte muttered, tugging you along with her –you fully complying this time as Grayson watched you walk away sobbing, not stopping you once.

#grayson dolan #adolanables #ethan dolan #dolan twins #grayson dolan imagine #grayson dolan smut #grayson #grayson dolan fanfic #ethan #influenced!grayson #influenced #grayson imagine #dolan fanfic

[hotshot-deserves-more-love]

Teddy Lupin x reader

kinda bad, but I'm never gonna have the balls again sooo @coldairballoons a/n reader's a slytherin for plots sake/ Teddy is 2 yrs older than canon w/ Beckett being teddys canon age

The Lupin brothers were everything but perfect. Teddy refused to go to a child therapist after their parents died, which led to him developing social anxiety and selective mutism that most people just wrote off as him being the mysterious bad boy.

Beckett was hardly and better than his older brother. Never knowing his parents and only being able to go off of what other people told him, made the metamorphagus develop I.E.D. And for a little while, social detachment disorder.

It wasn't until teddy was in his sixth year, Becket in his fourth, that one of them had taken interest in something other than their studies.

Y/N Hooch. Slytherin's pride and joy in C.O.M.C classes. With their muggle style and pet niffler constantly curling up on their shoulder, it's quite hard to miss the fourth year in the first place.

But nevertheless, Teddy had somehow managed to never be in the presence of one of Slytherin's prized students. That is, until an advanced care of magical creatures class.

Teddy was standing in the back of the group, observing hagrid from afar as he showed them how to properly take care of an occamy. He could hardly hear what the professor was saying, but it was likely he'd just go over the course material in his free time.

Although, it did catch him off guard when he was scratching his neck, only to be called to be a volunteer (a/n whhyyyy), not quite understanding for what. Walking in long strides, he reached the middle of the clearing, standing next to the occamy nest, hoping for an explanation.

"Do we have another volunteer?" Hagrid's voice practically rumbled throughout the trees.

Multiple people raised their arms in the air, hoping for a chance to learn more about the boy who managed to get through almost his entire time at Hogwarts with others only knowing his name and direct family.

The part giant was about to call on a student when y/n burst through the crowd, chasing after their niffler who managed to get out of her bag.

Shocked, the 6'2 metamorphagus froze as the small creature started to climb up his pant leg.

By the time y/n had managed to reach them, Ned had reached Teddy's shoulder, pawing at the silver pendant the hung loosely around his neck.

Gently taking the niffler off of the older male, they sheepishly looked at Hagrid, giving him a silent apology.

"How about you accompany Mr.Lupin on his trip to the library for the 'Fantastic beasts and where to find them: Vol. 2 books, y/n." Nodding, they turned to start walking towards the castle, when Teddy tugged on their rolled up sleeve.

He gave her a small smile along with the silver pendant her pet was adamant on having. It felt odd to only have the poorly knotted tie around his neck, but if it meant that the creature would stay out of trouble for awhile, he didn't mind.

Mumbling their thanks, y/n started the walk back to the castle.

-

When the two reached the library, y/n persuaded Ned to crawl back into her bag with a galleon, sneakily taking the pendant out of his grasp. Handing it back to the sixth year, she entered the large room.

Teddy trailed behind them, looking at the books flying from every direction.

Distracted by one of the charms textbooks getting confused, he bumped into his partner, not noticing they had stopped.

The books were on the top shelf and weren't budging despite they're attempts to get them down

"Do you mind if I - uhm," y/n gave up on finishing the sentence. Instead, making a motion for them to get on his shoulders.

Understanding what they meant, he eagerly nodded, hoping to make up for his lack of a verbal response.

Crouching down, Teddy held out an arm to help them climb onto his shoulder blades. Waiting a few seconds to make sure they wouldn't fall off at the slightest movement, he started to slowly stand up, hands now securely holding their thighs.

After a couple grunts from above his head, books started to float down onto the table in front of the pair.

Once all the books were stacked on the table, y/n looked downwards, attempting to grab the older boy's attention. Realizing just looking at him wouldn't work, they flicked the top of his head.

Teddy's hair turned to a bright shade of Orange in shock, before following their train of thought and helping them move to the oak table.

When the two realized that y/n wouldn't be able to get back on the floor without falling, they blushed deeply out of embarrassment.

"Can you help me down?" The question was barely above a whisper and they refused to make eye contact.

With a crooked and welcoming smile, he nodded before moving his hands to their hips. As he hoisted them up, they wrapped their arms around his neck to stabilize themself.

Unfortunately, as soon as the tips of their toes touched the floor, Madame pince whirled around the corner, ready to give the two a lecture on being loud in a room that's supposed to be quiet, when she saw their 'compromising' position.

It didn't help that neither of them were in full uniform, both opting for only the button up, tie, and bottoms. Nor the fact that his hands were still on their waist, hardly hiking up their shirt, but still enough to show skin.

Regaining her composure, the library keeper started to go off on pda in a room full of younger students.

Eventually, she let them off with a warning and returning to whatever she was doing before.

Letting out a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding, Teddy turn to look at y/n only for them to shove books into his arms and yank their bag off the table before rushing towards the door, dragging him behind them.

-

Y/n was sitting at the slytherin table in the great hall eating their dinner when a second year Ravenclaw walked up to them.

"Is it true about you and Teddy?" They were already confused about who this girl was, but found it even more odd that she referred to him by his first name. After all, he wasn't very close with people from other houses

"I don't mean to be rude, but who are you, and what are you talking about?" Victor Wood (a slytherin no one expected), butt his way into the conversation.

"Victoire Weasley...Teddy's girlfriend." She crossed her arms with an odd sense of confidence.

The fifth year seeker quirked his eyebrow at the girl's response.

"You look a little young to be 'dating' a sixth year."

This caused her to falter for a moment before regaining her confidence once again.

"I don't want to interrupt, but what's true about me and Teddy?" Y/n's attempt at bringing the conversation back to its starting point seemed to work when both people turned to look at them.

Victoire scoffed

"Did Madame pince catch the two of you snogging in the library?" The second year sounded as if what she said was the most casual thing in the world.

"W-what!? No!"

Victoire scanned her upperclassmen before stalking back to the ravenclaw table.

The two friends sat in silence for a couple minutes before Victor spoke up.

"Sooo...Is it true?" Groaning in response, y/n slammed their head onto the placmat in front of them.

The male let out a chuckle before rubbing their back in soothing circles, hoping to prepare her at least a little bit for the onslaught of questions they were going to receive tomorrow.

A/n: Will post the rest, but I'm copying from my laptop onto mobile so it's taking long to do

[themjinterviews-blog]

38. Sweat, sweat. Let the music take control. Let the rhythm move you...

Everybody dance now

Everybody dance now!

Everybody dance now!

Do you or have you ever owned a horse? Naw, but I used to take lessons and work at a horseback riding oriented summer camp.

Regardless, would you like to? That'd be grand, but in all reality, would involve several highly expensive and complicated lifestyle changes.

Have you ever watched To Catch A Predator? The guy with the plate of cookies that tricks Cho-Mo's? In college. For whatever reason we watched it often when heavily drunk.

Have you ever had a relationship that began via text? (weird, I know, but it happens…) Sort of... either a text or a comment or some social media aspect. It's primarily how most people meet or start talking nowadays, isn't it?

Are you ever quiet simply because you feel you’re expected to be? Yeah, cuz I'm not a dick. Plus, some instances are simply better quiet - like funerals, public speeches and librariesm

Can you hula-hoop? Hells yeah. Some college roomies used to Hoop Dance and I picked up a fondness for it.

Do you think you’ll ever leave? Not dark, completely ambiguous or unsettling at all. Leave what? Earth? Bed? Comfort zone?

Would you rather take typography or botany?Assuming typography has to do with typing, writing or something in that general area, I'll go with that. I love plants but my ADHD likes to forget to water them.

What’s your favorite book? Lord of the Rings, Watership Down, and of course my myriad of self-helpy psychology books.

The Bell Jar or The Great Gatsby? Haven't read the first, don't remember shit about the latter...other then the one guy calling that other guy Old Sport all the time, and then deciding to call my own friends and family Old Sport too because I found it amusing.

Do you own a pair of moccasins? Two. Love Mocs. 💚

What was your first job? Bussin' tables.

If you have a job now… how do you feel about the uniform?  I'm on the prowl for a new job. We recently stopped trucking and have moved back to AZ. Sooo...to be announced...when I know? Lol.

Did you believe in unicorns as a small child? Not that I remember. I was never really prone to believe in the fantastical or supernatural...unusually logical child.

Did you watch The Last Unicorn? Not into that X-Rated Unicorn smut. I'm just kidding. I have no idea what it is.

The Dark Crystal? I think a part of it?

Balto? Obvsss. Balto's the tits.

Scamper the Penguin? Sounds like a sketchy penguin...why's he scampering around?

What’s your background picture on your phone of? Colorado, it's an open road pic with mountains that I took when enroute to AZ.

Do you move on from relationships easily, or is it difficult? Honestly, I can't forsee how I'll handle any future instances if they arise but I'd like to think I have a much clearer understanding of my mind and emotions and could evade many of the past emotional traps I had commonly succumbed to in my past.

Would you ever dye your hair platinum blonde? I have before. I'd do it again.

Do you think there is good in everyone? Yes, but not because I'm daft or naive, but simply because shit can't be all of this or none of that. That's not how polarities work. Good can't technically exist without bad and vice versa.

Are you religious? Na. I'm not knocking it, I just prefer the freedom to form my own beliefs and thoughts about the universe and make sense of shit in a way that makes sense to me.

What’s the brand of the computer/laptop you’re on? My magical mobile cellular phone.

Have you seen Spirited Away or Kiki’s Delivery Service? Is this more Unicorn porn?

Have you ever wondered what people look like when seeing roadkill? I'd imagine it's either a look of disgust, sadness or maybe panic trying to avoid re-running over the body and fucking up the bumper.

Would you ever date a guy with longer hair than yourself? Yeah. It wouldn't phase me.

Are you comfortable with the way you look when first rolling out of bed? It's completely hit or miss and there's no science to it.

How long does/did it take you to get ready for school? It doesn't. I graduated many moons ago, dear child.

How long does/would it take you to get ready for work? I suppose that depends on what the nature of the job is.

And what about just going out? Yeah, about that...once you hit 30, sitting home, watching TruTV and filling out surveys is way more appealing than a night out 9 out of 10 times.

Do you let your hair air dry or do you blow-dry it? Air, baby.

Do you ever steal (borrow) any of your parents’ clothes? All the time, mostly from my Mom, but nobody has complete immunity. I've even jacked my brother's cubscout uniform before. It's cool looking.

Can your mom knit or crochet? She used to needlepoint and latch-work before the wrath of arthritis.

Would you have what it takes to kill someone that was trying to kill you? That's likely one of those things you'd only be able to know in that moment. Ideally you'd like to think yes, but it's a fight or flight thing and impossible to know unless it happens.

Do you think sloths are cute or ugly? They're...unique, we'll say.

Do you know what phase the moon is in without looking? It's in it's moody, teenage angst phase...listening to screamo bands while brooding about the unbearable fucked upness of existence. Idk man.

What eyeshadow suits you best? I like dark purples or kind of sunkissed gold/copper.

And what color are your eyes? Hazel, biiiiatch.

Do you watch Teen Mom 2? I don't. I saw a few episodes of the OG season and it didn't suck me in.

What about Jenelle’s devotion to Ke$ha? Am I supposed to know what this means?

Calvins Harris or David Guetta? Um, Alan Walker!

Have you ever been to Universal Studios? I think when we went to FL when I was 5???

Are you more attracted to brunettes or blondes? Lol, absolutely doesn't make a damn difference. If I'm attracted to you, 99% chance the color of your hair wasn't the deciding factor .

[nctaezen]

Bdjajsjs thats so weird? I don't know why that happened, I logged onto my new laptop because my old one broke (may it never be forgotten) and it never like, reset anything for me :o smh tumblr stop being buggy!!

At least things are back to normal I think(?) But oohhh look at you being fancy! I hope being back at work is going well for you! Hopefully not too stressful as well! I'm sure it may be a bit weird if you aren't used to socializing after a while but I believe in ya :D I do hope health wise you are less tired and are feeling good as well!

Nct comeback and I will admit, the song wasn't a fav of mine right away :c the song needed to grow on me after some few listens and I do bop to it now! (I admit some of the memes that came out during sticker were funny xD) I do think it was the flute being too loud that made me go ??? But now I kinda just wait for it to pop up in the song like its a jump scare haha (I mean this in a good way of course!) I can see lemonade being a title track, especially if the lyrics are calling out haters but i can see it not being one. Sticker despite if you don't like it, is DIFFICULT to perform. The song is very off beat and thats not easy to follow along yet the boys make it seem like it is ballroom dancing 101 lol. I respect that so much!

Outside of that, I am doing alright! Had some crazy bumps in life but right now I think things are calm or I hope unless I jinxed myself djsjzj. Happy spoopy month as well!

Hey hey my lovely glitchy!! Long time we haven’t talked and while I had a few attempts to reply on mobile but talk about tumblr’s glitches, my answer got lost, and while replying this answer as well my wifi went down and now I’m starting again on a notepad this time to make sure my reply won’t get lost again.

And talk about timing!! I remembered your birthday is around this time of the year so please forgive me for being 2 days late!! I looked up and saw that I sent you a later birthday wish around the same time last year what a fate omg.

Happy birthday my lovely long time anon friend! ❤️🎂🎁🥳Hope you had an amazing time and this year treated you better than the last year with many pretty gifts and yummy food.

It’s been almost a year? How fast time passed, since we started talking I always kept you in my heart, for real, not to sound sappy or anything but it feels good knowing we have someone far away thinking of us, what is life without the meaning of something like that? I don’t know and I don’t want to know since I really love this…

It’s been a hectic ride until this month, while I went back to the office and met my new colleagues, it was all nice, we had some sweet short-lived moments of socialising, until we got hit again by new restriction and here we are, back to home again.

I was watching these days a video someone posted on youtube about how 2 years passed by without progressing too much in life and that kinda hit me..for real, I feel like nothing much improved with my work, was expecting some kind of promotion, which I never got but someone under me got it instead and also some other things I had planned were swept away by everything slowly getting cancelled or postponed and I feel like…I have no idea which direction is this going further, but I am waiting for a new year, new hope and making new plans to change my life, routine and maybe thinking about trying something else in life, you know. I didn’t take the risk yet because I wanted to have a stable comfortable position during this pandemic, but now the urge to completely turn my life 180º degrees is sooo strong omg but enough of my emo moments!

Tell me about you!! How have you been all this time? I tried to follow a couple of vlog updates from the states about daily life, routine, streets, work, events and so on and it seemed like things have been pretty chill over there.

There are good and bad news everywhere but I try to stay optimist and look only to good things happening from now on. What about NCT tour? Are you planning to go? I saw they’re going to Chicago and they’re coming to Europe to 4 locations!!! Which is insane! Trust me, I never felt so happier before, can’t wait to see them again. Yes, that would be a part of my new year improved happy plan to follow in 2022 hahaha Personal happiness before anything! As long as we stay healthy and take care of ourselves, we can achieve it!

And about NCT’s Sticker comeback it’s been a while but I’m happy for them getting the album of the year, so happy, I have been listening to their album while commuting by car so many times haha In the middle of all of this, we’re so so close to a new comeback and a new line up, it felt strange not seeing Taeyong at the centre of this promotion, but hey, there’s more yet to come and I see him hanging out with his producer friends in secrecy-not-so-secret which gives me hints of a new Taeyong solo coming up soon soon…can’t wait! Till then, 2021 is still fresh and can’t wait to see the new interactions, content and most important the bops! Cause what am I going to dance to all night during quarantine on the new year’s eve if not an NCT bop? Right haha

Ok that was loooong but I hope I made it up for everything lost and for the time getting back at you! I hope you’re spending a lovely day/night ahead and thank you once again for being here ❤️

#anon #reply #glitch anon

[mychemicalginger]

Pass the happy! 🌻🌈 When you receive this list 5 things that make you happy and send this to 10 of the last people in your notifications!💖

Five things, uuuh lets see (also my laptops broken so this is all being posted via mobile app)1. Listening too a really good song that perfectly fits whatever I'm doing like I really like driving on a sunny day with 'watch that man' by Bowie playing.2. Song writing with a band or group and you can hear it starting to come together and realising 'I made that!!' - creating things in general does that but none so much as music (plus singing is really calming). 3. Really silly one but playing Dragon Age, especially inquisition, it's like coming home and I love all the characters and it goes double with inquisition if I'm doing a Cullen romance play through (which 99% of the time I am) because I just relate to it sooo much for a lot of reasons I'll save for another time. Also for Alistair in Origins but it's not quite as relatable.4. I'm starting to struggle now, uhh... When my cat comes up to me for a cuddle. Like when when just walks up and plonks herself on my lap or of I have my laptop out she starts headbutting it until i move it so she can have a cuddle.5. When I've gotten my hair/make up/outfit completley perfect without even really trying. Like when I just look in the mirror and go 'look how good I look!!'

[riskeith]

hi babe ! its snowing so much here today i’ve been cold all day :( but i got some chai latte and made snow angels so i’m feeling a bit better,.. <3

i wish there was a way to trade objects or send them away!! ik it would spiral into hacking, scamming and would probably defeat the purpose of the game by making it much easier but still :( it would be nice to help out friends with some objects.. :(

actually the most annoying thing about mobile is the camera. it sometimes glitches especially during battle and i find myself stuck facing a mountain bc the camera. so i see why people might complain. also sadly NO :( i wish!! i have an old laptop i thought of using but idk if it can handle it. i think i wanna try it out though. do you use a laptop or pc?

that’s true. i wish we could like... unable easy mode and just chill LMAO hsjshdhdk. but combat does get more fun the more you progress, i’ve started to really enjoy it. now i get why you started to like dragonspine.... i think.... i’m still iffy about that place... 🤔 fuck the cold.

dude. they’re sooo good. i love how they just.. angrily reassure each other constantly. kageyama’s just ARGH *literally smacks sense into hinata’s head* and hinata’s just EEE *takes the compliments and spikes like a mf*

i actually didn’t know much about voltron when i first started watching. i only knew about shiro because an acquaintance had posted about his gay announcement but i never checked it out. i actually got into it in a funny way... i was on yt one day and i saw a video titled ‘are keith and lance gay?’ and i was like who the fuck are keith and lance? then because i’m such a gay person myself i decided to check it out and i saw keith and was like... wow that’s a cute boy... then i saw their dynamic and said WOAH. and well... i just started watching and got hooked and i thought everything was neat and fun so i watched up until season 3 without engaging in any fan activities so i had no idea what people were saying...,, then i did and i was greeted with the shit storm. and the rest is history. but i can imagine it must’ve been so fun... the excitement of not knowing where the story will go and getting new content and being in the fandom while it was alive despite everything.... ahhh how did you find out about the show?

dude YEAH!!! do you feel like university affects the way you handle your fandoms? we talked a bit about hobbies and stuff but what about fandoms?

(MAKES A SECOND REROLL ACCOUNT JUST FOR THIS.... 🥺 omgggg imagine how cute that would be wait omg i’m actually like ahhhh.. we could go on dates at liyue... or watch the sunset at cape oath.... or have picnics at any mountain top... 😳 YEAH PLS that would be so nice... help is anyway nice to have and you’re such a op now you’d just murder the villains in a second... 😳 oo. although i checked earlier and my server is in america for some reason? i really hope they do the cross-server thing life would be SO good. i’d ask you on a date in a heartbeat. 😳 which characters would we use on this co-op date?)

KOSMO!!! BEST PART OF VOLTRON???? kosmo... come back to us please.. please. ok maybe second best part after keith in the bom suit..... god keith in purple just sits so right <3333 sooo right <3333 I VOTE FOR KEITH BECAUSE HE’S HALF-GALRA SO I GUESS THAT MAKES HIM THE FUTURE *LOVE-SICK SMILE* yeah... hahaha fucking fools. ‘rewrite where lance was looking for keith to confess to him bc they were going back to space’ CRIESSSSSSSSSSSS... CLUNAAAA... 🥺👉🏽👈🏽 hi.. 🥺 now i’m just gonna think about this all night and clutch my heart. thank you for that. btw how would you feel about a voltron movie ?

(i love how our topics just jump from genshin to voltron to genshin to voltron again lmao)

lots of kisses from your m.a. <3333

(okay this ended up being very long bc i combined your second ask too and talked a lot so i hope it’s okay i put it under a read more fkdsjhfks)

omg snow!!! is it all pretty and fluffy 🥺🥺 also ‘chai latte’ and ‘snow angels’ in the same sentence when you said you were cold made me fhfksfjs but i’m happy you’re feeling better! muwah 🥰

yeah same!! i said that to my brother when i first started playing i was like ‘i wish you could trade characters’ and he just gave me a deadpan look and was like.. why would they allow that FHDSFKHD sigh but it would be fun!

ah yikes no! sometimes the camera fucks up even on pc so I can’t imagine what it’s like on mobile in the pivotal moments fhdkfjsd. and i use a laptop! i don’t have a pc ahaha. ahhh i hope you somehow manage to find a laptop/pc to try it out thoo

AHAHAH come on m.a. give dragonspine another shot 🤪🤪 but yeah the challenge is fun sometimes! tho i tried to do a domain like 3 times today and kept failing so... it’s also not fun. (i also tried to find some vids about how to build my characters and got overwhelemd fkhsdfks i feel like i’m going about it all in the wrong way ahhhhhhhhhhhh)

FSHDFKJSDHFKSDHJF THAT DESCRIPTION OF KAGEHINA YES 💯💯💯💯 the accuracy omg.. they’re such chaotic idiots i love them!!!!

!!! what a story that is ahah omg it’s like fate... icb you got that vid recommended to you lolol iconic... and i found out about it from my dash!! someone reblogged a screenshot and i was like “legend of korra?” FHSKFJHSKF so basically i thought it was a korra comic or something bc the art style was so similar fhskdfjd. and then i went searching and gave it a shot! and fell down the rabbit hole..

ooo wdym by handle my fandoms? i do know that last year when uni got overwhelming i locked my twitter and made a priv to vent and just. didn’t really go on social media if that’s what you meant FHSKJSDHKF but yeahhhhhhh uni fkn sucks. sucks out all the motivation i have for anything... i type so many words for lectures that i don’t have the energy to write fic :// FJKDSHKSDHFKSHF don’t meant to get so negative but yeahh lol. hbu?

(all those options got my heart going doki doki 😩 who needs real life dating when you can date in the gorgeous atmosphere that is genshin? AHAH. and oh? america??? maybe they just did that as default hm. as for which characters.... i don’t know that we have any that make up the popular ships fhdskjfj (xingqiu/chongyun, zhongli/childe, beidou/ningguang).. tho i see xiao/aether and xiao/venti on the rise so when the time comes ... AHAH you can be the venti to my xiao <3 LOL)

!!!!!!!!! okay i’ll list that down as the fic idea.. but no promises once again sdjfhksdf but i’m also very 👀👀👀 at the concept so! will def keep it in the back burner. 

hm. i honestly don’t know if i would even pay any attention to it hfksdhfjds like voltron left such a sour taste in my mouth i don’t even know that i could consume any canon content ever again. but it’ll also depend on what the plot would be? lol. would you be okay with it?

(lmaooo we be balancing many convos at once look at us 🤪)

ALSO!!! i’m watching spirited away rn and omg. i love haku sm. i love no face too!!! (at least in the beginning when he (?????) was helping sen <33) all the characters are really good as well tho and ofc the art and music!! i really wanna draw something for it now...... and it makes me very excited to watch howl’s moving castle!!

‘I saw the person my younger self had been enraptured by. I saw someone who took my breath away. And when I blinked, I saw the present you. A soul which, slowly but surely, I’d started to fall in love with.’

UMMMMMMMM CLUNA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! explain yourself right now.........., what is this goddamn beauty you hide ? why is that so beautiful..,,, i take it the last klance fic is a multiverse fic???? literally everything good in one????? i saw hints of royal au as well? 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 you do us so good i literally love you sm just reading those small snippets just Ahhhhhh..... i love them they sound amazing i just wanna exist in them yk... 😭😭😭😭😭😭

FHDSKJFHDSFKJ IF YOU THINK THAT IS GOOD JUST WAIT UNTIL YOU READ THE LAST SECTION!!!!!!!!! but at the same time i’m surprised by myself too... me @ past me you ain’t bad! shdfkds I legit have no recollection or writing the snippet you sent but i’m glad you like it 😩😩 and thank you for being so kind always ilysm too 😭❣💓💖💫💞💘❣💖

oh and to answer your question (oops almost forgot) yes it’s a multiverse fic!! that’s why i thought it’d be good for the last one ehehe. just shoved in everything i loved and made klance in love in them!!

hope you’re treating yourself!! loveeeeeee your c.r. <3

#since it's under a read more.. it can be like those 'open for a surprise' things HAHAH #marriage anon #wowclunaanswers #long post

[theresawritesstuff]

"What do you mean?" "I said I don't want to talk about it." (Sherlolly please)

Sorry for the wait! I am still not fully back to writing but since you're sick I figured this might help you feel better :)*attempting to write this on mobile so I apologize for any weird formatting. Will attempt to fix any issues asap******"Here's your coffee, boys," Molly announced, setting down their beverages along with her own.Sherlock offered her a grateful smile as he glanced up from the lab microscope before returning his attention to the slide in front of him."Thanks, Molly." John took a sip and stretched his tired back, having been hunched over a laptop since he and Sherlock arrived. The various popping of his vertebrae was interupted as his mobile began to ring."It's Rosie's sitter," he informed them before answering. "Hi Jenny, what's up?...Uhuh...good...Oh blast, is it really that late?" He checked his watch. It was. "I'll be right over to relieve you of duty. And I'll pay you overtime for the extra two hours...no, no I mean it. You're our best sitter and I want you to still want to watch Rosie for us. I don’t think I could take another Holmes run sitter search... Nothing. Don't worry about it...Physics? Good for you. Well I won't keep you from your studies much longer. I should be there in 15 minutes...Alright, thanks again Jenny."He hung up the phone with a sigh. "I'd better get going," he said, packing up his things. "Text me when you're on your way back? You know how Rosie gets when she's almost asleep and you come home.""I can't help that I am her favorite," Sherlock chuckled. John shook his head with a smile. "Similar temperaments I suppose," he replied jokingly. "See you later, Molly."Molly gave him a nod as she finished organizing the various notes and papers on the table. "Give Rosie a kiss for me."Sherlock was the first to break the silence that filled the lab after John’s departure. "Sooo...we should probably talk...about what happened last week...""Sherlock, I told you it's fine. I don’t want to talk about that phone call. We're okay. You don't have to keep pretending to spare my feelings," Molly replied, focusing on filing rather than looking directly at him."What do you mean?" Sherlock asked, confused."I said I don't want to talk about it." Molly shut the filing cabinet and turned her attention to cleaning the already spotless countertop.Sherlock set down his slide. "Molly, it isn't healthy bottling these things up. I should know." He smiled cheekily but she still wasn't looking his way. " Please, Molly...We need to talk about it. One of us has to start if there's any chance for us to...fix this." Molly didn't lift her eyes but stopped fixating on the counter. "John explained what happened with your sister.""But you haven't let ME explain," he pleaded. "...I didn't know that you still...I knew that you had some feelings for me years ago...But then I left and you were getting married...and then you didn't." Molly looked up at him and he continued. "Part of me wanted to hope that we might be able to make something work once things calmed down. But they didn't. And the things I did...you deserved better. So I told myself that being your friend was enough. It was all I could hope to ask for so it had to be enough. Anything else I felt, I locked away and pushed aside because it is what I have gotten good at doing...it's why Eurus used you. She wanted to get at my heart. Unpack all of those 'complicated little emotions'...I never properly showed you that I love you because I never dreamed that you would still want me. I denied my heart and convinced myself that we were FRIENDS because it was easier... I thought it was easier. I thought I was sparing us, sparing you the heartache. I didn't know... but I do love you, Molly. I realize now that I've always loved you." He stood and walk to her. "If there's any chance that we can work past all of this and be together, I am willing to work for it. For you...but that doesn't matter unless it is what you want or what you need...so please tell me now, Molly. What do you need?"Molly finally met his eyes, her expression unreadable. Sherlock braced himself for the possible coming slap across the face but held her gaze, hopeful.A smile spread across her lips as she took his hand in hers. "You."With that, Sherlock took his cue and bent his head to kiss her, meeting her eager lips half way as she rose up on tiptoe. He enveloped her in his arms, holding her tightly to himself as her hands found the back of his neck, bringing him deeper still into their kiss. "Forgot me keys," John announced as he popped back into the lab. Neither Sherlock or Molly noticed as their friend turned around and promptly closed the door behind him, slack-jawed. Recovering from the shock, he smiled to himself and set out once again to catch a cab. "About time," he mumbled as he pulled out his mobile to text Greg.

#Sherlolly