#gahh im so cringe

[heartthroblopez]

The way his hair sticks out from his hoodie?! Gahh, how is he possibly so adorable no matter what he does?!

[lunarmoves]

im never free, i still find myself going back to the fics i published back in like, 2019 and editing them over and over and over...

[gayemoji]

az is so stupid dumb . fool. what is wrong with you . who ARE you even.

[bettysupremacy]

gahh im excited???!!

could i request a prompt with poly!marauders and reader at the beach? Helping each other put on sunblock (which by the way is adorable AND hot lol) after they settle down on the beach. I feel like one of the boys would try to make it all sexy or flirt or whatever but reader is super adamant about the how important sunscreen is (being sunburnt, cancer, ext.). EVEN if remus is only planning on lazing around under the shade of the umbrella with a book, reader WILL slather him in sunblock as well. Nobody is safe LMFAO

I am such a sunscreen girlie, you can't catch me outside without it on ;)

thank uu!!

-🫀

SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG

Bringing the boys to your childhood home was exactly what you’d imagined.

You’ve spent your time walking around the town, eating fried clams, and sipping lemonade. You’d find shade from the sun and sit with the boys, sharing the food clumsily. Remus would find a bookshop, Sirius would gravitate towards the music, and sweet James is content wherever you are. Though, he does like football night.

You’d bring sandwiches your mother made and sticky treats to eat on the sand of the beach, running into the sea and letting the waves crash over you. James is more fond of the ocean than the other boys, though they indulge you as well.

It feels nice bringing them a slice of your childhood here. Showing them where you spent your summers away from school with them, where little you scraped her knees and had her first kiss. The ice cream shop you used to sit in and the stretch of beach you’d unconsciously reserved as yours.

You sit on that stretch of beach peacefully with them now. Well, as peacefully as you can with them. You’re fussing, as Sirius puts it, over their physical wellbeing that they’re perfectly capable of protecting themselves. Whatever.

“Fuck,” Sirius gripes behind you. He’s dropped a tomato slice in the sand. You ignore him.

“You need to protect yourselves.” you ‘fuss.’ “Your skin is vulnerable.”

You’re reminiscent of your mother’s words growing up as you kneed in the sunscreen into James’ freckled back. He’s broad shouldered in front of you. Sun kissed, tan, and proud. He sucks juice out of a caprisun pouch loudly.

“If anything,” James puts in cheekily. “We need protection from you.”

"Y/N sunscreen," Remus hums, his eyes focused on his book. He lies on his stomach with his back directly under the blazing sun. You cringe, moving over to him with a warming a glob of sunblock in your hand before applying it messily over his back.

"What does that mean?"

Sirius laughs. “Cause you’re so hot.”

"Oh," you murmur, feeling warm under the sun's heat. That's the only reason.

Sirius sets aside his sandwich, leaning over Remus to kiss you. He tastes like sandwich and coke. Tomato and fresh burrata.

"It's not so much that the sun is hot," you explain as he pulls away. "It's more that your skin can't handle the ultraviolet radiation.”

“I love it when you talk sexy.” Sirius grins. Remus laughs from under you, his chest rumbling sweetly.

“You guys.” You whine.

"Stop," James murmurs lovingly, focused on undoing the parchment paper of his own sandwich. "She's flustered.”

“I’m not flustered.”

The waves crash behind you. They’re so loud and large this time of day, you’re surprised James is still here nursing a sandwich in small bites instead of running against the water with the board he found in your attic. You’d gone up there on the first day looking for things to busy yourselves with when he’d seen it tucked away in the corner. Remus had found scrabble and Sirius had refused to go into the ‘dust bunny room’. It was bad for his hair.

He’s is your next victim now. You crawl over to him, gripping his strong shoulders. “Getting freaky in public?” He asks.

“Protecting you from skin cancer.” You grab the bottle. “In public.”

“I’m turned on.” Sirius cheeks, peeking behind to look at you.

You laugh loud, startled. “Shut up.”

[molabuddy]

i love you with my entire heart and soul thank you for that wonderful "thank you ______" post /p

(the post in question) gahh youre welcome & thank you !! you and everyone !! for existing and being urself and letting urself get silly with it !! im so glad that post is getting traction i want every1 on this website to see it & to understand that ""cringe"" interest having ppl are actually the most awesome swagepic people on this earth and they could kill god with their coolness , probably

[leiyiontwt]

Only Friends?..

Warning: This is based on my experience! (All names have been changed) , Angst, Dirty Talk (No smut though), Laungage.

A/N: This was rushed and skipped a few events in this story since it happened months ago and i don't remember what happened quite well. I will make a part 2 if i have time! Classes starts on monday and we're gonna be staying 9 hours there.

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"ughh fuckkk my back hurts, what time is it anyways?" Y/n rubbed her eyes. 'OH SHIT IM LATE' she thought. "Ugh why'd my alarm didn't ring" you complained. You got ready and settled ur things before entering the meeting. You didn't really care about your grades since she didn't give a fuck whether she's part of the top 10 or whatsoever, she just wanted to live life and be chill, or that's what you thought.

You joined the meeting not even bothering if you're late on class or what, what matters is you attended class. You checked your friends gc which contains all of your classmates.

Julia: "YOOO, Y/N WAKE UP ALREADY UR GONNA BE LATE"

Y/n: "Okay chill sis"

Yassie: "Girly I don't understand what Ma'am Laurenz is saying"

Y/n: "LMAO, SAME. I MAY BE FILIPINO BUT I DON'T UNDERSTAND ANYTHINGGG"

Hiro: *randomly sends a p0rn twt acc*

Julia: "eyo we saw that"

Y/n: "don't even try to unsent that"

Hiro: "dang, anw y/n let's play The Mimic later afternoon"

Y/n: "Tskk, I cant mom will scold me"

Hiro: "Just try sneaking roblox while ur mom is watching that vikings thing"

Y/n: "ig ill try"

The convo continued more after that, more chaos, like what happens everyday. Class was finished and you hated wasting ur time by making assignment so you asked ur closest friend Julia to let her copy her assignment, ofc she did let you copy it.

After that, You played with Hiro The Mimic and it was full of screaming, monsters coming out of nowhere and randomly getting jumpscared. After finishing chapter 1, you're mom was still no finished watching the vikings, ur glad it has 6 seasons

So u still went to play with Hiro Murder Mystery 2, it was full of betrayal and revenge, and Hiro was weird. He would come to the back of my avatar then press the keys W and D. Which was weird, u suddely thought what it means and became flustered, i told him to stop but he kept doing it on game, so cringe.

After the last round, you said your goodbyes. It was night and you kept thinking of him, tf? He's an ugly ass guy why would i like him... and a total walking red flag. You we're developing feelings for him, well that's weird u promised urself you would only like fictional men and women, why real men?.

The next day, you scrolled in tiktok, then saw a tiktok describing him. What?? Why am i.. getting flustered? Shit Y/n, why are you doing this, no. Why r u like this? You decided to ignore it but kept thinking of it. Gahh, I'm done with this shit.

You told Julia that you have a little crush on Hiro, and she didnt get bothered, she let you do the things you want since it's your life. Instead of having a crush on him, you had mixed feelings about it. You and Hiro would fight everyday over a single thing. You kept proving urself that u were right and Hiro was just being dramatic.

Julia said that i should be careful since Hiro is a literal red flag and prevent myself from getting my heart broken. Ofc i didnt listen to her, i still had a crush on him whether i get myself in trouble.

Though, a big fight happened. Julia teamed up on me since i was right and Hiro was being dumb again. He said that i was so selfish for not playing with me, but i dont want to risk getting scolded. I asked him to tell Myka to play with him, but he excused that Myka was venting on him since he wants to play with me.

He said "Myka literally just said she wants to kill her own parents. I was too shocked, I cant help but reply "Bro that's a red flag, AS MUCH AS I HATE MY PARENTS I CAN NEVER KILL THEM. WHY YOU MIGHT ASK? BCUZ THEY'RE THE ONE WHO RAISED ME. THEY'RE THE ONE WHO SACRIFICED THEIR SWEAT AND BODY TO WORK FOR US TO FEED US." I was so furious, he just kept going finding out excuses that made no sense, god this kid.. when will he realize i was right along. I decided dm him smth

"Hiro, look i like you but seeing you like this is so wrong. Just because ur childhood friend betrayed you doesn't mean you should do this to us, ur just passing on the trauma. You've been our classmate since Kinder and you dare to pick a friend that you met 2 months ago? How dare you"

You embarassed yourself.

You made a mistake.

You confessed at the wrong time.

He couldn't helo but laugh and send it to Myka, his friend. He screenshotted the convo he had with her and he forwarded my message to her. Wtf?. My heart was torn in pieces, he said ew.

I couldn't stop myself and call Myka a whore for attention, she got offended and sent it to Hiro, he was offended also. He was so disappointed that he threatened me that he will send my confession and called Myka a whore. Shit, im doomed.

You can't help but cry, he gave you mixed signals and was confident he liked you back. Why? What was happening?. I left the friends gc since i thought all of my classmates will become embarassed of me.

It was face-to-face, and when i entered the room, all their attention was onto me. Shit, they knew what happened. I bet they're disgusted of me. It was reversed, instead of being disgusted of me, they started shipping me with Hiro.

Did they even know what happened between us both? Why r they shipping us?. When Hiro entered, i came up to him and slapped his face, tried choking him but my classmates was stopping me. I didn't want to see his face ever again. That ugly ass face, that fake attitude.

More events pass by, and they kept shipping us. We already graduated. Why?.

Yassie created a gc containing me and Julia. She said she wanted revenge, turns out they had a fight with Hiro and Myka. That duo is such a bitch. She planned that we will say sorry to them and wants to become friends with them again then betray them. A basic revenge but i thought it was worth it.

I said sorry and wrote an apology letter to Myka and Hiro. They accepted the letter. The more you became closer with Hiro than last time, you started getting feelings again.

Wtf, Y/n get over it, he rejected you last time and you dont want to feel that pain again, get over it stupid. Turns out i can't get over him. I said to Julia that i hate him then later on that i liked him, she was getting confused what was happening if i rlly like him or hate him. I was confused too. Turns out i can only be friends with him.. nothing else.

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Part 2 plot!

A/N: this didnt rlly happen irl its just a scene that happen to pop out on my mind

You were the president of the class, and ur classmate confessed his feelings. You we're too scared and traumatize to love someone else back, and no matter what you do, your parents will not like you having a boyfriends at such a young age because they want you to study without distractions. Even if you said that, he didn't stop loving you, you said thay you will make ur decision when you turn 18.

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A/N: these are the characters as the real person names!

Ma'am Laurenz - Ma'am Condrillon

Julia - Melissa

Yassie - Kirbie

Hiro - Zyk

Myka - Myka

[perksofbeingaharrie]

PICTURE THIS - part: 4

FRIENDS TO LOVERS FIC

Lesson learnt for life - ‘Shri, never post a fic unless you’ve completed written ALL of it’

Welp, I am really not the best at being punctual. My writer’s block can be absolute brutal IM SO SO SORRY YOU GUYS. 

So idk if people remember this story now so here's little recap:

RECAP: Y/N is Harry’s tour photographer and through this they become close and develop a strong friendship. But when you are spending every second of your day with someone, feelings are bound to occur. As the American leg of his tour comes to an end, a little tussle here and there leads to Harry admitting his feelings for her and them getting a little tipsy and ending up spending a night together. 

Now the morning after is not the most pleasant and expectant for them. Find out in Part - 4!

Genre: angst

PICTURE THIS - part:4

© perksofbeingaharrie

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The morning after is never the easiest. And they knew and had fathomed so the moment Harry’s alarm blared out loud at 8 in the morning.

Harry was careful to have turned it off the second it made a sound and he turns around on his bed, hoping to sleep beside her a little longer. A little longer before both of them would dread and regret it – but mostly her.

But to his much dismay, when he turns over, she has sat up and thrown her feet down the bed on her side, giving him her back as the first view of the morning since yesterday night.

“Y/N.” He calls out, not realizing it, and later feels that his calling happened to have alarmed her even more.

She hurriedly snatches the top of the sheets and dashes for the bathroom, grabbing her clothes on the way. Harry falls back on the bed, defeated and closes his eyes shut to process everything from the night before.

What a disaster it was to bring to their friendship.

With the same lingering thought in her head, she changed into her clothes and came out of the bathroom.

Harry is already outside waiting for her, clad in only his boxers and he immediately jumps to his feet on seeing her.

“Y/N…”

“Last night…” She begins.

“I meant it.” He says before she gets to finish her sentence. She looks up at him from the ground, flushed. “I meant everything, I swear.”

Her mouth parts but the loss of words makes her retract back. She feels weak in the knees as she throws the sheet she had carried with her on the ground and takes a deep breath.

“How did we even end up doing that?”

He cringes at her choice of words. “I don’t know.” He shakes his head. “I really don’t. But it means a lot to me-“

“Oh, for god’s sake please stop saying that!” She raises her voice. “It is not making me feel any better, Harry.”

He gulps, looking away. “I am sorry.”

She takes a deep breath, crossing her arms over her chest. “Well, what do we do now?”

“I don’t know.” He says, looking at her again. “I think you take some time to think this over. To go through whatever you felt last night – just think about them again.”

“I-“

“I really thought it would be easy to just be your friend. Just let you go on some occasions, to let you not give me time but – but, I don’t think I can do that.” He breathes. “I don’t want to be just your friend, Y/N. I don’t want to be just a part of your time; I don’t want you to choose anybody else but me; and I don’t want to have to lose you to somebody else.”

Her heart shakes frantically inside her.

“Y/N, I want to be something more to you than just your – your friend.” He finishes, shakily breathing himself. “And I won’t put you through any pressure. You can think over this, I swear. As much time as you want, as many days as you’d like – all my time is yours now. I promise.”

She looks away from him, not ready to absorb all that he has said. Why is there a hesitation now? Why can she not speak up at all? Where is her resolved mind on this?

“We have a flight to catch.” She finally says. “I’ll see you there.”

--

She left the room right after.

Harry shed some meaningless tears thereafter, not sure what was it that was making him cry so much as he stood under the shower, reliving the night. He packed his luggage then and he also packed her purse she had left behind in the check-in luggage, clearly with no resolve to return it to her soon.

He cannot believe he said everything to her. He places his hand on his heart now and then, feeling it beating for real and comes to it that it really was no dream.

He really meant everything he said, everything he did. He has never experienced this panic and anxiety in a long time as he had when he saw her be so cold and not feel comfortable with him. Why was this discomfort? Was it because of the line they had drawn on their relationship? Of just being friends?

He thought of their life if they weren’t just friends but something more. Though the thought of always having her around and them being together always felt a little obsessive in a way but he did not ever want her compromising and being with someone else.

When they were seated in the airplane after a lot of running around and checking in, their eyes met when she was walking past his seat to the hers.

They locked eyes but she spoke nothing with them either. She appeared shaky and confused and she rushed past, and in that moment, another thought occurred to him.

What if she did not feel the same way as him? What if the amount of happiness and love she has shown and given him, he hasn’t been able to give her the same? He thought of the other people she could be with and if they would give her happiness she truly deserves and he undermines his ability to give her the same.

The sullen thoughts keep him up the entire flight. He does not turn around to look out for her; he does not get up even once thinking he might crash into her and shake her resolve – which could also be to not be with him.

And he accepted how things were until she would herself want to come around.

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She extends her legs up to where her seats allow, breathing out loud as if she has been tired for so long. She hasn’t let her mind think over too much – all she did was pack her stuff in, rush over to the airport with the others and check in as soon as she could and be home.

But now in the dim lights of her the airplane, she feels her mind kick back in all that happened to her. And not just memories of last night and this morning but all and everything that her life has been this past few months.

Meeting Harry, spending that one night together just getting to know each other, becoming friends without the spell of that uncomfortable confrontation, The entire tour, private photoshoots, cooking for each other, drinking, laughing and finally yesterday.

If only he could have straight away asked her what she felt and not guilt tripped her this way. Why was she even taking time? She has loved him for all this while and now when he is admitting it to her, what in the bloody hell is holding her back?

She bites her lip in the sudden spur of excitement. God, everything he does to her can never not make her feel like electricity sparking through her. Even right now.

In the aftermath of it all, she decides to tell him everything when they off of this flight. They will start afresh and they will start all bright.

“Gahh, I’m done.” Sameera, one of the management faculty and a close friend, sighs beside her as she shuts her laptop down. She had been working on and on since they had departed, going about writing mails and what not and up till now, Y/N had not thought to ask what it was.

“Finally…” Y/N drawls in the same tone as her. Sameera chuckles and puts away her laptop and stretches her legs.

“It’s gonna be hectic once again when we get to London. I can’t really sit straight, can I?” She grunts.

“Why?”

“Ah, just management stuff, man. There is never just one thing I am dealing with – it all just comes plummeting down.”

Y/N gives a pat to her shoulder. “You’ll be fine, babe. And let me know if I can help with anything. I would, I swear I would.”

Sameera gladly smiles and places her head on her shoulder. Then she opens her laptop and begins to work again. Y/N reads over certain words looking over her head and her curiosity perks up.

“Can I ask you what the assignment is on?”

Mindlessly, Sameera answers back, too indulged in her work. “We’re hooking Harry up with a name. You know, pretend to be involved and stuff. It helps keep the tour in the news and of course, Harry’s name too.”

“Hooking him up?”

“Yeah, like fake dating. But Harry does meet them up and many a times he’s liked them and been with them too for a while.”

Y/N’s silence makes Sameera explain a bit more.

“It’s just PR stunting. It’s been a part of the cycle for some time now. Harry’s okay with it too now I think. He meets them, likes them so hangs out with them or dislikes them and we try to shake off the rumour within a month or two. It’s just how it is.”

There is no more information shared. Sameera is on her work for some time and then she naps away the rest of the flight.

Y/N stays up, too shaken by the reality thrashing her in the face. She was taking chances by betting to be with a star – someone always in the limelight, always living for the limelight. She doubts if she will be able to hold up amidst all this glamour; and hurting one another is the last thing she would want to happen.

She closes her eyes and waits for this time to pass too.

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It was close to almost a week since they had returned. The concerts scheduled thereafter were in two days from today and things were very hectic.

She was called in throughout rehearsals and back stage shooting. She would do her work and leave.

He would come over and do his part. He, however, would leave with a longing heart.

It wasn’t easy at all to ignore him. They would end up speaking a few words here and there but the silence that filled right after was impossible to be shaken. The walls that she had begun to build around herself to protect both him and her were starting to bother Harry more than he could imagine.

She saw him shrink more and more into himself and she only hoped he would understand her without having to say anything.

But, he finally loses patience and calls her up today.

When she reaches his place after the call, she is only carrying her camera bag and nothing more, and she rings the bell.

“Come in.” He tells her at the door, walking into his house and leaving her outside.

She closes the door on our way and follows behind him, entering the balcony.

“Let’s get started.” He purses his lips, clasping his hands together.

She nods, placing her camera on the nearby table to her. Sighing, she looks up at him.

“Why are we doing this again?”

He chuckles, humourless. “We always did this – informal photoshoots. Just you, me and you camera.” He throws him arms exaggeratedly towards her camera.

She hesitates, breathing shakily. “No, I meant…why now?” Beginning to unpack her stuff, she continues. “You have your show in like 2 days, why get into this hassle now?”

She watches as he turns his back on her and stretches, all out of restlessness. She gulps and decided to shut up.

“Okay, I am ready-“

His chuckle again makes her stop. “Funny how things we previously did for fun now seem like a hassle, do they now?”

He stands by the railing of the balcony, leaning on it with his arms spread to his sides and gives her a sad look. She cannot say a word to him and only looks him in the eyes with the same look as his.

He takes his eyes off immediately and breaks the tension.

“Let’s get started.”

The shoot is simple. He is in a soft cotton shirt with a few unbuttoned buttons on the top and bottom, and the light wind in the balcony flows around the light material, matching the lost, dewy look of the shoot.

She keeps on going clicking pictures. He almost would always tell her when to stop but today he doesn’t. He lets her keep doing her job as much as she can, telling him to pose, to look somewhere else and everything. She has no clue to how ask him if he is done.  

The sun sets in the background. The natural light that they had depended on now turns to dark and this makes the perfect excuse for her to step back.

“Guess we are done.” She says, pulling her camera to herself to preview.

“No.” Harry ascertains, making her look up once again at his somber tone. “Try with the flash this time.”

She gulps, letting out a dry chuckle, tired with the brutal behavior of his.

“Harry, please.” Her voice is low and tired. “Let’s stop.”

His fists ball at his sides. He feels all the pent-up emotion, the remorse, the pain come back to him and he takes two long steps towards her to now stand right with just an inch of a distance between their noses.

“Stop what?” He grits through his teeth. “Stop even being friends? Even talking and being as we were? Why?”

She steps back one, shaky with the proximity. Her mouth opens to speak but he cuts her to it.

“Scratch that. I want my answer. I want to know what do you want from this and what it meant for you to be in my arms that night, kissing me, touching-“

“Harry!” She cries. Her face softens as their eyes meet – his rage and angst all making her heart pound.

She turns on her heel and scurries back inside the house, picking her camera bag from the floor.

He is trailing right behind her. “Y/N –“

“I just don’t want to hurt any one of us.” She turns around to face him again, putting a little distance between the two of them.

“And what about this? Is this not testing enough?!” He cries back at her.

“Harry-“

“Okay, no, no, wait.” He walks over to her. “You told me you love me that day. You told me you love me – didn’t you?”

She closes her eyes, nodding. “I do, I love you so, so much.”

He cracks a half grin. “Then what is it? I love you too, so much. More than you can imagine.”

“You don’t get it.” Shaking her head, she continues. “We are so much less involved in each other’s life when we are friends. You realize being together would complicate it all so, so much.”

“What is the complication for? It is all in your head.”

“Harry!” She puts him down with one raise of her voice. “Please. Understand this; you live in this bubble around all the glam and you have things to do that you are bound to – there is no way you can avoid them.” She pauses. “I am a simple girl. All I seek is small things, sought out things – simple things.”

He shuts up then. His voice holds no longer the desperate tone. He is confused, severely at that, and now all he wants is answers.

“What is it about my life? You’ve been with me for the entire tour, Y/N. I don’t think I did anything for you to feel that my life could be any complicated -“

“Harry, I was with you but always from a distance. You have your commitments, your duties as an artist that you’ve got to fill –“

“You’re going round in circles, saying the same thing over and over again, Y/N.” He cries out.

She takes a deep breath and squares up to spill the truth. “I do not understand this whole thing about going from dating one person to another.”

His eyes squint in surprise. “What-“

“Yes, you’ll have to be with multiple people at times, all through the year and you’ve done that in the past too-“

“Have you ever tried to understand this whole thing or are you just making assumptions –“

“It is the truth, Harry, and that is what gets to me every time I think –“

“Will you let me explain what this whole thing is and how it goes or –“

“No, Harry!” She shouts this time. “This is how you guys are. You go around jumping from one person to date to another – what would you do with being with a commoner? What good would she do to you? Will you get the same kind of promotions, be in the same way in the news, will remain as popular as ever?”

He opens and closes his mouth, her words hitting like spikes to his heart.

“Okay, okay.” She takes a breath out, calming. “Just give it a thought, you know – think a bit logically and realistically. You will need to think about your career at the end of the day. I get it, I get it, there is feelings and all but if we do get together, neither of us would be happy because – because our professional lives and image would keep clashing and –“

Both of them know she is blabbering like a mess now.

He takes a step back from her, rubbing his hands over his face. “Yeah, yeah –“

“You understand me, right? You get it too.” She tries to look him in the eyes.

“Yeah!” He says to loudly and quickly. “I get it. Absolutely. Perfectly.”

They both takes long breaths and look at one another. Their eyes blood shot red, and their faces show the tiredness and hopelessness. They both know this is in no way sought out.

Finally, with the same expressions on his face, he tells her, “Now, get out.”

She feels an invisible force push her steps back to the door. She accepts the defeat and the end and she nods.

“Trust me, this is for the best, Harry.”

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Hope everyone’s keeping well and being safe. My wishes and love to you all. 

Look forward to part:5 coming soon and show some love to this write up too!

Thank you for the love and support! 

Big looove

- Shri <3

MASTERLIST  O PART1  O PART2  O PART3

[crocyoota]

HELP NIDAE I JUST SAW THE 'grandpa piss is dead' PICTURE IM HAVING A STROKE WHAT IS THATSGSN

but gahh its been a while omg :/ i was so busy w uni restarting i didn't have a lot of time to get on tumblr,,, i hope uve been well !!! anyway ummm hi yea i came off anon this is so scary for some reason uhhh missed u a lot, hope uve been taking good care of urself 😾!!! - abba simp anon except not anon anymore ehe

ITS YOU??? OMFG LEMME JUST SAY YOUR PLAYLISTS HAVE GOTTWN ME THROUGH LIFE RECENTLY PLS I LISTEN TO THEM SO OFTEN UR TASTE IN MUSIC IS SWEIOUSLY AO GOD TIER...I just needed to tell u ur doing a public service making playlists mwah

ITS SO GOOD TO HEAR FROM U IM GLAD UR OK!! I hope classes are going well for you, uni is no joke please take it easy!! BUT IVE MISSED U VM TOO MWAH MWAH WELCOME BACK TO MY CRINGE HOLE ILY

also!! Should I be calling u something other than abba simp now?? 🥺👉👈

[jimmyzambambo]

This interaction just has a VIBE.

Like, New partner picking up their partners kid from their ex, who also happens to be his nemesis' partner kinda vibe.

Can we also talk about how he makes small talk?? And how nice he acted to KO at least?

Its just so bad and awkward its perfect??

"[...] I told PV we should have taken the reveal slowly! But when he wants to do something he just does it.. heh. Im sure you know how he is..."

As someone who has experienced something similar irl, this had me cackling and cringing at the same time gahh

[nohr-and-thirst]

A matchup, please ^^ I am a bisexual girl that most of the time has too much energy when I'm around people and really love physical contact like hugging, cuddling, ect, Unless I am having a bad day. I usually cover those up by saying I am 'tired' and am really sensitive on those, even going as far as having sensory overloads from loud noises or people in general, especially if I am being touched. Being touched by strangers is a huge no-go for all days but the VERY good ones, anyways (1/?) ~Chris

and I physically cringe and freeze up if someone brushes against me. I sometimes have violent panic attacks that end in me injuring myself by scratching, so someone who would be able to help with those would be wonderful! I'd prefer someone who doesn't yell in arguments or gets angry with me often, since that's my main source for panic attacks. I am very paranoid about people secretly hating me for whatever small reasons my brain decides to torture me with. Now, to the positive things! I have many hobbies, but my main ones are drawing and playing video games. Minor ones are sewing and writing (Mostly stories, but I do poems sometimes). I am a creative person, I'd say, but I don't always voice my ideas. I absolutely LOVE animals, except insects... those I hate. If someone were to play with my hair or do my hair, I would melt in their hands like a small kitten and I adore soft touches. Random facts that might help with matching (for whatever reason?): I cannot swim, authority figures make me overly anxious to be around if I don't know them personally, I cannot speak infront of large crowds, I get either overly cheerfull or emotional when I'm tipsy, all friends I regularly talk to are people I have instantly clicked with and first talking to them always involved mutual interests. I am not very good at guessing other people's emotions, but I am very understanding. I once had anger issues but have gotten those in check over the past few years. If someone hurts a person I care deeply about, I can get over my anxiety pretty quickly to tell them a piece of my mind. I love dressing up in either very cute clothes and dark clothes, my fav aes being pastel with black accents. However, I am better at a 'cool' style. I am rather tall (170 cm) and prefer by 10cm min shorter or taller ppl Woops, this has gotten very long, sorry! Gahh I forgot one tiny detail please forgive me! I often zone out for a few secs so im often confused as to what is going on, so my f/o should be okay with simple questions about whats going on. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I have two characters I would match you up with Chirs! Louisa May Alcott  Edogawa Ranpo!Louisa is a shy, sweet, intelligent character! She experiences social anxiety as we see how she interacts with the other characters in the series. Louisa will always be there to help you with your anxieties because she doesn’t like to see you get hurt, and she cares about you. She is always quick on her feet for you to make sure you are safe and happy! She is always there to reassure that people do not hate you, she always tries to be logically, but she knows from first-hand experiences that anxiety doesn’t care about logic. However, she is always trying her best to calm your anxieties, and she gives you advice she has gathered from books and research from professionals. She loves how you are creative, and always wants to hear what you have to say! She encourages you to say your ideas, and to always make sure everyone hears what you have to say! She loves your fashion sense, and will sometimes ask for your help on what she could wear. She might even suggest wearing matching color clothes sometimes cause she thinks it will be cute! Louisa would absolutely find how cute you are when it comes to your love animals! She would ask you what is your favorite and why. I am sure, without a shadow of a doubt, she would get you plushies of your favorite animals, always with a cute little note saying how it was almost as cute as you it reminded her of you that she had to get it for you! She is very understanding and if something confuses you, she will happily explain to you! She will do everything her power to make sure everything is crystal clear for you! She just wishes for you to be happy, and to know that she loves you so much. She wants to help you overcome your anxiety, and she wants to improve her anxieties so she can show you that anyone and everyone can improve! She always has your back, she is always there for you no matter where and what time. Need someone to talk to in midday? She is always happy to talk! Need to vent a little and get a pick me up at three in the morning? You bet she is going to be there for you! Ranpo presents himself to be quite childish, but this is because of something that had occurred with him in his past. Ranpo will be quick to pick up that you are not feeling like your normal self on bad days, and will make it his goal for the whole month to make sure that you do not have another bad day. Seeing you anxious, sad, upset, or anything negative breaks his heart. He cares about you, he wants to see you happy and enjoy life. He wants to see you for your goals and be there to back you up. He is going to be there on your good days, bad days, okay days, any day really. He wants to see you happy and wants to make sure you that you live the life you deserve. If you start having a panic attack, he will help you through some exercises to help you calm down. He won’t leave your side for the rest of the day to make sure you are okay. You are his top priority, he wants to make sure that you are well, both mentally and physically. If he finds a cat, you can bet he will bring it into the office to show you or he will take pictures of the cat, some pictures will have him in it for sure. I feel like Ranpo will sometimes come up to you and just try place his hat on top of your head! He will for sure try and get you a few hats like his that go with your style. Ranpo will only be okay with sharing his sweets with you and might even try and pick up baking to try and surprise you with some homemade sweets! Just like Louisa, Ranpo is always happy to try and explain things for you. He doesn’t mind explaining to you about what happens when you dozed off. Also, I feel like he would be the type of boyfriend to take cute pictures of you when your smiling, and have it as your wallpaper, of course only if you are okay with this!