#posting this and going to sleeeeeeeeeep

[avarkriss]

not yet

for @beskars (sorry for edging u while i was hungover)

vanco/reader. 2k-ish. edging. afab receiving oral (like a lot of it); dirty talk; orgasm denial; delayed satisfaction; they're both meanies in this idk i was possessed when i wrote this at like.... 3am. (no y/n, no she/her, but this reader has female anatomy). unedited as per usual if you see mistakes: no you don't.

stop looking at me like that.

You barely have time to breathe before you feel it - Vander’s mouth, low and open and reverent, just as Silco shifts to sprawl across you, pinning you down with his weight and heat.

They don’t speak. They consume.

Vander licks a slow, flat line up the seam of your cunt like he’s worshipping at an altar, savoring every drop. His hands slide beneath your thighs, holding you open with a gentleness that only makes the hunger in his touch burn hotter. Above, Silco leans in - kissing Vander over you, tongues brushing through your slick, lips meeting at your center like they’ve done this before. Like they dreamed of this.

You choke on a sound - half gasp, half moan - as your spine arches, hips caught between them.

Silco groans into the kiss, one hand spreading you wider so Vander can lick deeper, slower, more precise. Vander hums low, the vibration sinking into your bones as his tongue circles, flicks, worships - tracing you like a map he intends to memorize.

It’s too much. Too good. Not enough.

You writhe, hands clutching the sheets, mouth open in a silent cry as heat coils tighter in your belly. Every time Silco rolls your clit, Vander follows with a slow, grounding drag of his tongue just below - and then they meet again, mouths brushing, tongues tangled, like they’re sharing the sweetest thing they’ve ever tasted.

“Please,” you gasp, breath caught somewhere too high to reach. “Please, I - I need -”

Vander lifts his head, voice wrecked. “Need what, honey?”

Silco licks his lips, grinning into your thigh. “You gotta say it.”

Your answer comes out as a whimper, too ragged to shape into words.

But that only makes them smile.

Silco trails two fingers up your trembling stomach, slow enough to be cruel. “Poor thing,” he murmurs, voice thick with mock-pity. “So close you can't even speak.”

Vander chuckles, deep and dark, and licks another stripe up your cunt, leisurely, like he has all the time in the world. “We could let you come,” he murmurs, tongue circling your entrance, breath hot against your slick skin. “But where’s the fun in that?”

You sob, hips lifting in search of pressure, friction, anything - but Silco pins you easily, shifting just enough to trap you beneath him while his fingers toy with your clit in slow, teasing circles. 

“Not yet,” he says, and it’s not a suggestion.

You feel Vander’s breath catch, just before he mouths at you again - sloppy now, greedy, as though your desperation is making him drunk. His tongue presses deeper, curling inside while his thumb brushes the edge of your rim, teasing, never pushing. Every lick is patient torment, every motion deliberate.

They know what they’re doing.

They want you like this - panting, shaking, hot from throat to thighs with the ache of almost.

Silco leans down, mouth brushing your hip as he whispers, “Not yet.”

Then he bites you - just a scrape, just enough to make you arch - and Vander moans against your cunt, the vibration sending you hurtling right up to the edge again.

Close. So close.

But they don’t let you come. 

Not yet.

Slowly, he shifts - his weight dragging across your chest, heat trailing in his wake as he slides down to lie beside you. One hand drapes casually across your stomach, fingers still slick from your cunt. The other slips between your legs again, spreading you open with lazy precision as he leans in close.

He brushes his lips against your cheek, breath hot.

“Tell me what you want,” he murmurs. “Use that needy little voice. Or are you too fucked out to think?”

His fingers glide through your wetness, teasing, circling - then tapping your clit in a slow, rhythmic beat that makes your thighs jerk.

“Still can’t answer?” he mocks softly, tilting his head. “Tsk. Maybe they don’t really want it.”

Vander growls low against your inner thigh, his breath molten. “I think they do want it. Just need a little help asking.”

Silco clicks his tongue, dragging his fingers back down and letting them hover - so close to your clit it makes your whole body flinch.

“C’mon,” he says, soft and cruel. “Tell us. What do you want, sweetheart?”

You try to answer, but it comes out a shudder, a sound more like need than language.

Vander presses a kiss just beside your cunt, close enough to feel, not close enough to satisfy. “Want our mouths?” he murmurs. “Want me to tongue-fuck you until you shake? Want Silco to suck your pretty clit until you cry for him?”

You nod, frantic, desperate - but it isn’t enough.

“Say it,” Silco demands, voice sharp. “No more wriggling. No more whining. Use your words.”

You moan, breath catching hard in your chest. “I - I want -”

Silco’s fingers pause mid-circle. “Start with who,” he prompts, slow and deliberate. “Who do you want first?”

Your face burns. “Vander,” you whisper. “I want Vander’s mouth inside me. His tongue.”

“Where?” Vander’s voice is rough, already wrecked from holding back.

“My - my cunt,” you gasp. “I want you to fuck me with your tongue. Hard. Please.”

Silco smirks, lips brushing your ear. “Good.” He drags one finger down the length of your slit, gathering slick. “And what about me?”

You tremble, thighs trying to close, but Vander’s hands keep them spread.

“You,” you breathe, wrecked. “I want you on my clit. Sucking it. Using your mouth until I can’t see straight.”

Silco groans like he’s been waiting to hear that all night. “That’s better.”

Vander bites a kiss into your thigh. “Let’s give them what they asked for.” 

He moves first, slides his hands under your thighs again, settling between your legs like he belongs there (and he does) then licks one long, deep stroke from your dripping entrance to your clit, groaning into the taste like it’s his reward too. When he starts to fuck you with his tongue, it’s just like you asked - slow and thick, obscene with every stroke, pushing in deep enough to make your hips buck.

Above you, Silco smiles against your cheek. “Good little mess,” he murmurs, almost fond. “So polite when you’re desperate.”

He lowers his mouth and takes your clit between his lips, hot and slick, sucking softly at first, then harder when you cry out, rolling his tongue in maddening circles as your body starts to tremble.

Everything tightens.

Your legs, your gut, your throat - you’re right there, teetering on the edge, the pleasure spiraling into something huge and shattering -

And then they stop.

Both of them.

Vander pulls back, licking his lips, chest heaving. Silco lifts his head with a low, satisfied hum, wiping his mouth on the inside of your thigh like he knows it's his.

You sob, trembling, the denial hitting so hard it’s dizzying.

“You didn’t think we’d let you come that easily, did you?” Silco purrs, the edge of his voice cruel and smoother than silk. 

Vander kisses your hip, breath warm and smug. “You asked so pretty, honey. But I think we want to hear you beg.”

You can’t stop the sound that escapes, half sob, half growl of frustration, as your hips twitch upward, empty and aching, your whole body vibrating with their denial.

Silco leans in close, mouth brushing the shell of your ear. “You said please,” he murmurs, fingers teasing circles against your thigh, maddeningly close. “But I think you can do better.”

Vander's voice is deeper now, rougher. “You want us to let you come? Say it. Show us how much you need it.”

You gasp, wrecked and still wanting, the words trying to catch behind your teeth.

Silco tilts your face toward him again. “Don’t go shy now,” he says, cloyingly sweet. “Tell me how much you love our mouths. Tell me how close you were. How good it felt when I sucked your clit like I owned it.”

Vander kisses the inside of your thigh, slow and wet. “Tell me how deep you want my tongue inside you. How you need it. How you’ll do anything if we just let you come.”

Your whole body trembles. “Please -” you gasp. “I’ll say anything, I’ll - I need it, please - your mouths, your tongues, I need it back - need you back -”

“That’s not good enough,” Silco whispers, biting down gently on your jaw. “Get specific again. Like before. But now I want you to whine.”

You whimper, fingers clawing into the sheets. “Vander - fuck me with your tongue again. Deep. Don’t stop this time. I want to feel it - feel you - until I come on your face.”

Vander groans, the sound low and hungry. “Fuck. That’s it.”

You turn your head, panting against Silco’s mouth. “And you. Silco, please, put your mouth back on my clit - suck it, don’t stop, don’t tease - make me scream for you.”

Silco’s eyes flash with heat. “Good.” A pause. “One more.”

“One more?” you sob.

Silco smiles, slow and sharp. “Beg to be ruined.”

Your voice breaks on a sob. “Please. Ruin me.”

It slips out like a prayer; wrecked, raw, and undeniable. For a moment, there’s silence. 

Then they move.

Vander growls like he’s been unleashed, dragging you down onto his mouth as his tongue plunges back inside, harder this time, deeper, grinding into you with a rhythm that says mine.

Silco doesn’t bother with teasing anymore - he drops between your legs and devours your clit, lips sealing over it, tongue lashing as he moans into you like he’s drunk on your taste.

The pleasure hits like lightning, sharp and sudden, pleasure crashing through your body with every flick of Silco’s tongue, every thick thrust of Vander’s. Your hands scrabble uselessly for something to hold, legs shaking, your spine arched clean off the bed.

“Come on,” Silco growls into your skin. “Come for us.”

Vander hums his agreement, the sound vibrating inside you - and that’s what shatters it.

You break like a wave, like a dam bursting - eyes squeezed shut, mouth open in a silent scream as your body locks and lets go. Pleasure crests and curls and keeps going, keeps taking you with it, because they don’t stop, not even as you come, not even as you cry out, not until you’re twitching and trembling and collapsing between them, every nerve lit up and singing.

Vander pulls back first, breath hot against your slick skin, his voice low and reverent. “Fucking beautiful.”

Silco licks one slow circle around your clit, just to hear the way you whimper. Then he kisses your thigh, sharp and claiming. “Ruined. Just like you asked.”

You can’t move. Not really.

Every part of you is loose, trembling, slick with sweat and come and spit. Your limbs feel like liquid, nerves still sparking from the aftershocks as you collapse back into the bed, gasping for air.

Silco doesn’t give you space. He never does - not when he’s like this.

He slinks up your body, slow and dangerous, until his chest presses against yours and his hand finds your jaw. He tilts your head until your eyes meet his, even though they’re barely open.

“Look at you,” he murmurs, voice molten. “Fucked dumb by our mouths. You begged so sweetly. Said you wanted to be ruined.” He leans down, lips brushing yours - soft, almost loving. “Now you are.”

Vander settles beside you, big hands stroking gently over your hips, your thighs, your stomach - everywhere, like he can’t stop touching you. His voice is quiet, rough with heat and awe.

“You’re perfect like this. Messy. Wrung out. Ours.”

You make a soft, choked sound, too wrecked to form words, and Vander just smiles, leaning in to kiss your shoulder, slow and lingering.

Silco’s thumb strokes along your bottom lip. “You should see yourself, sweetheart. Spilled open like this.”

“You took it,” Vander adds, his hand ghosting down to the slick between your legs again, not with hunger this time, but reverence. “Everything we gave you. You gave it right back.”

Silco hums, pleased. “Didn’t even come until we told you to. Such a good little thing.”

You whimper, body twitching under their praise, still wrung out and open and aching.

Vander pulls you into his chest, his arms curling around you like shelter. “We’re not done,” he murmurs into your hair, soft and dark. “Not even close.”

Silco kisses the corner of your mouth. “But we’ll go slow next. You’ve earned it.”

They hold you between them, comforted yet still drenched in want, and you swear you could fall apart all over again just from the way they talk.

[belleandsaintsebastian]

NEED TO WATCH A MOVIE SOSO BADLY!!!!!!

[reavenedges-lies]

Ren I see you posting. Go to sleep. I’m awake which means it’s tomorrow which means you need to sleeeeeeeeeep!

I want to let you know Ive taken 2 melatonin and also drank a shit tonne of valerian root tea. Nothing is helping. Also good news it means my cycle is over cause I rolled over and every single bone in my body decided to be defective glow sticks. Very crunchy, no colour.

I've been laying down for 3+ hours. I'm close enough to sunrise to know nothing less than a Benadryl is gonna put me down and that will fuck up whether or not we stream today

[pianostarinwonderland]

Twisted Wonderland Students as Grade 1 Students

Yes. All of them. In one room. 22 students in all, right? Perfect number for a class.

One alchemy class gone wrong and all our dear boys turned into a bunch of six year olds

Rip to NRC staff

Heartslabyul

Riddle Rosehearts

Screaming child

“GIB ME MY TART BACK”

Throwing tantrums every single minute and will punch you if you took his tart

“OFF WITH YOUR HEAD” but it sounds so cutesy you can’t really feel threatened by it

Until his unique magic is activated, yeah bye bye magic

Crowley is sighing because he legit thought Riddle would be well-behaved since he’s the most diligent student of his year, but well... rip to him

Trey Clover

“Riddle please calm down”

Riddle wasn’t even the type of boy to get mad so easily back then—

Or maybe his mom was really that controlling that Riddle wouldn’t dare be mad

Oh well, even as little six year old Trey, he has to be the one taking care of his Heartslabyul fam

Except now with a child’s bluntness, he’s more likely to complain

“UGH IT’S SUCH A PAIN TAKING CARE OF YOU ACE”

Cater Diamond

Ball of energy # 1

Doing those trendy things kids do these days lmao and proudly showing it off

And posting them on Magicam

Wow the phone feels heavier all of a sudden

Ace Trappola

Angry ball because Riddle keeps getting mad at him for stealing the tarts

“I WANT TART TOO”

He also punches Riddle

Ahhh someone save him

Deuce Spade

Picks fights with everyone

“FIGHT ME”

Ruggie and Epel are the only ones who fight him

Kid still packs quite a punch

Also, he accidentally summons like 10 cauldrons and it hits half the class plus Crewel

Savanaclaw

Leona Kingscholar

He’s trying to sleep but how tf can you even sleep in this screaming hell of a classroom

He gets really pissed off because he wants his sleep

“SHUUUUUUUUT UUUUUUUUP I WANNA SLEEEEEEEEEEP”

“SHUT UP, NOBODY CARES”

Oh God, this is worse than the time Yuu and Grim kept him up all night

Ruggie Bucchi

Stealing everyone’s belongings because wow everything’s so cool and all their morals are thrown out the window as children

He’s also gonna use his unique magic to make some of the others do risky moves, like jump from table to table

Rip to Azul because he was a victim of this and almost got a bad injury

Jack Howl

Good boi actually reading his textbooks aww

But how does one concentrate in this hellhole?

“SHUT UP, I’M STUDYING”

“B O R I N G”

Look, if he turns into a wolf as a kid, he’s gonna be a fluffy fluffy little pup 🥺🥺🥺

Octavinelle

Azul Ashengrotto

Inhale

SQUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

SQUISH ON THE CHEEKS, SQUISH ON THE ARMS, SQUISH EVERYWHERE

Wait, why is bb crying 🥺🥺🥺

Azul is sad that he’s back to his chubby kid body (that surprisingly stayed human) and he’s just crying a river

“WAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH I HATE THIS SO MUCH I WANNA GROW UP AGAIN”

Don’t worry Azul, little Floyd and Jade are here to comfort you!

Jade Leech

Aside from giving Azul some headpats to make him feel better, he’s quietly drawing mushrooms on a piece of paper

One of the two only quiet kids in the class but is super enjoying the chaos of the place

I mean, boi likes unpredictability so this is really really fun

“JADE, MAKE YOUR BROTHER STOP ANNOYING ME”

What’s that? He can’t hear a thing.

Floyd Leech

Ball of energy # 2

Running and jumping around the classroom with Kalim

You could hear loud “HEHEHEHEHE TANOSHIIIIIII” from outside because of him

He’s also messing with Riddle’s hair

He’s going around hugging everyone, calling them “daddyyyyy” for some reason, even latching onto Crewel’s leg

Honestly, he’s such a ball of energy I can’t even express it

Scarabia

Kalim Al-Asim

Ball of energy # 3 and the most energetic of them all

Playing tag with Floyd and running and jumping around

He also messes with several paints around the classroom, painting his hands and putting paint on everything he touches

Oh? Is that Magic Carpet-kun? IT IS!!!!

Now we got baby Kalim riding his magic carpet wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Jamil Viper

“KALIM NO YOU’LL GET INJURED IF YOU JUMP LIKE THAT”

“Vil I’m so sorry Kalim put paint on your clothes”

“KALIM NO GET DOWN FROM THERE”

Even as a kid, Jamil gets no breaks.

Pomefiore

Vil Schoenheit

He’s still keeping his beauty up and applying makeup, away from the rowdiness

It wasn’t until Kalim put paint on his clothes that he got SUPER mad

“HOW DARE YOU RUIN MY CLOTHES KALIM”

He’s gonna scratch Kalim h a r d

Poor Kalim, now he has to be nursed by Jamil

Rook Hunt

Ball of energy # 4

He’s just going around asking everyone odd questions and playing with their hair

Probably asked Jack to turn into a wolf so he could hug him and floof him

Epel Felmier

Fighting everyone around him, especially Deuce

“FIGHT ME”

Intentionally breaking random pencils too and kicking chairs and tables around

He’s also yelling swear words around the room wow what a very colorful sound the classroom has

Crowley has to discipline him extra

Ignihyde

Idia Shroud

Too... much... noise...

Somehow, his jacket didn’t shrink with him, so he’s curled up in the darkest corner, completely consumed by the jacket

He’s still catching up on his event

Ortho Shroud

Pure ball of sunshine is bonding with everyone, from drawing mushrooms with Jade to playing around with Floyd and Kalim

He’s trying to get his brother to play with him but now he’s even more isolated and secluded! D:

Diasomnia

Malleus Draconia

I wish to say that I’m referring to the classroom as a hellhole metaphorically but

I’m not

It’s a literal hellhole

Because Malleus is breathing out fire and probably setting things on fire

Poor Crowley and some teachers have to use water magic to put out the flames

You remember someone shouting “shut up nobody cares” at Leona?

Yeah, that was little Malleus

Fight fight fight between the lion and the dragon

Scratches, punches, you name it! Very brutal, will break several chairs

Sebek Zigvolt

“HOW DARE YOU HURT MALLEUS-SAMA”

Will fight Leona to protect his master

God, if he was already loud as a teenager, he’s even louder as a kid

Malleus told him to back off because it’s his fight

But wow, the classroom got louder as Sebek shouts, “GO MALLEUS GO MALLEUS GOOOOOOO MALLEUS!!!!!!!!”

Lilia Vanrouge

@ Silver: “Lullaby and goodnight, close your eyes and sleep tight~”

I n h a l e

SCREAMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

TRASH METAL RESOUNDING IN THE CLASSROOM HELL YEAH LET’S GO WOOHOOOOOOOOOOO

Silver

Lilia’s screamo put him to sleep, end of story.

[uswnt5]

Goslib, I just got home from a late night K-town dinner post match. I'm still hyped, can't sleeeeeeeeeep what do I do?!?!?!!!

yum!! where did you go? I love some recs!

[daggery]

Jayvie + POSSUM !!

(there’s marlos at the end! also, warning, well over 50% of this post is not to be taken seriously. unless you care to >:))

there are isle possums and auradon possums the same way there are american possums and australian possums :) ! i’ve seen at least three posts before about the similarities between australia and the isle and somehow none of them have mentioned how they have the same sort of possum... interesting! /s anyways, yup the isle has the cute australian ones and auradon has the mean american ones

so what i thought of was this post 

link

basically when the rotten four are in auradon, at some point an AK goes oh shoooot there’s a possum over there, and evie awws and maybe tries to go look at it. and look i’m not saying that evie picks it up. it probably hisses at her and she’s like “excuse me?” and jay’s something-is-very-wrong-here instinct kicks in and he grabs her and backpedals many steps. but the image of evie holding a possum in the way that the girl is holding that raccoon.. evie holding a possum and being like “it has no manners”..... i am not saying that evie picks it up but i am saying that there is an image that exists in my head

and thinking about the phrase playing possum: the core four are driving home from a trip and they arrive home really late and like, evie was taking a nap but semi-wakes up when they arrive. but she pretends to still be asleep when jay scoops her up and carries her inside and sets her gently on her bed and tucks her in. when he tries to leave she clings to his arm and goes nooooo.. cuddleeeeeee... but he just whispers sleeeeeeeeeep back at her and goes to help unload the car or whatever. but dw he comes back soon djsjkicneisk. cuddling…….. yeah 🥰

OR. okay bear with me, this paragraph has nothing to do with possums but it is setting up the next paragraph (this is the excuse i’m telling myself), and also it is along similar lines of that whole “everybody thinks jay and evie are sucking face in the bathroom stall but in reality they’re trading knives” thing lol. anyways. so i think it’s v good if jayvie’s that trope where, ok let’s say this is an au where jayvie have to steal intel or smth by infiltrating a fancy party. (heist au? idk.) so evie and jay are the type who, if they’re about to get caught snooping around, start making out and get really loud and when they are found out, they act drunk and go “this is sooo embarrassing [weird giggling][evie and jay both start hitting on the security]” so ppl are like ok they’re just that embarrassing drunk couple and they let jayvie go. jay and evie are delighted whenever they get to do this bc it’s fun and they think it’s hilarious. it works out great, it is their go-to plan.

BUT MARLOS ON THE OTHER HAND. they are very different. mal and carlos would put their heads together to plan out a cool elaborate prank that they’re gonna pull on jay and evie. but then one day while they’re discussing the prank, marlos hears jay’s and evie’s voices right outside of the room’s door and realize that they are about to come inside any second now. mal and carlos unfortunately do not have a go-to plan for ‘what to do when you’re about to be caught doing something you shouldn’t be doing,’ so they freak out and go oh crap oh crap oh crap PLAY DEAD and then jay and evie walk into the room to find mal and carlos just like… limply flopped over on each other on the floor doing absolutely nothing. jayvie stares at them in an extended period of silence until mal and carlos crack and then it’s

marlos: we're not guilty of anything

jayvie:

jayvie: who said anything about gu-

marlos, in a desperate attempt to distract: 

jayvie + possum = jayvie + marlos = rotten ot4? :D and actually, you know what’s better than me using a possum reaction pic to describe marlos? jayvie using possum reaction imgs to describe marlos. evie discovers the reaction imgs and immediately texts them to jay. without saying a single word to each other, they both start spamming the group chat with possums going :V AAAAAAAAAA :V and when marlos asks them what’s going on, jayvie’s just like “u!” (evie spells it out to you). the next time the core four all see each other in person (like 10 minutes later), jayvie asks marlos, “would you like to see a picture of a possum?” and marlos is like “NO-” but then jay and evie just go “✋ look at this” and show them a bunch of very cute pictures of possums :)

this post has already gone in many directions but i just want to say one last thing. so i finished watching julie and the phantoms recently and my brain said to me, “jayvie and the possums.” THE ACRONYM IS JATP FOR BOTH OF THEM. THERE ARE THE SAME NUMBER OF SYLLABLES. ALRIGHT BYE LMAO

send me a ship + a word for a headcanon!

[arialerendeair]

Drunken Aria Thoughts

Why do I have so many goddamn work in progress fics.  

Do you understand that I went from like, a reasonable 9 to like...fuckin....19?  I have so MANY TABS.

CHROME NO LONGER LIKES MY AMOUNT OF TABS

IT’S AN INAPPROPRIATE AMOUNT OF TABS.

Am I doing anything about it?

Other than posting the last chapter of Not A Fool?  No.  No I am not.  

Next order of business is to write the Dance With Me fic cause I need dancey Alec and dancey Magnus being all, all THEEEM.  

Oh god who let me have alcohol.

You know who?  The really fucking NICE people I have been hanging out with the past two days.  DO YOU KNOW HOW NICE IT WAS NOT TO BE THE MOM FRIEND?  

Answer?  SO NICE OH MY GODDDDDDDDD 

OKAY I’M GONNA GO SLEEP NOW.  I LOVE YOU ALL, YOU’RE AMAZING AND I PROMISE I WILL (PROBABLY) POST THE RED JACKET PORN AT SOME POINT TOMORROW BUT I NEED SLEEEEEEEEEEP.  

Look at this shit.  Know my PAIN. 

[kittylordartfinity]

Shhhhh sh sh sh we’re all gonna ignore all those posts I accidentally rbed on here that were supposed to go on my main blog. Shhhhhhhhh go to sleeeeeeeeeep.

[getfrizzled]

downtotheverylastbit replied to your post: downtotheverylastbit replied to your post: ...

“Hon, it’s the weekend. Ya need to sleep. I don’t want ya passin’ out. If you don’t stay in that room, I’m having Liz stand by the door until you go to sleep.”

❝ But Molllllllll I can’t sleeeeeeeeeep! ❞

[redlikelove]

commanderguixi replied to your post: I, personally, would like to sleep, AND YET

Go to sleeeeeeeeeep

The thing is I tried and that worked for me NOT IN THE SLIGHTEST. My head’s still buzzing. Gotta work until I’m ACTUALLY TIRED.

Read: TEN SECONDS FROM DROPPING FROM EXHAUSTION

[italian-shitstorm]

Hey, hey, for the questions, is all of them too much? Please advise.

Okay I just posted all the odds so I guess you’ll get the evens :)

2: Think of the last person who hurt you; do you forgive them?

Yes... I know it’s hard but my abuelito probably wasn’t paying attention when I asked if he could get my a Coke, he brought me a Sprite instead and I just... He cut me real deep

4: What’s something you really want right now?

Sleeeeeeeeeep

6: Do you like the beach?

Yes girl, we were there remember

8: What’s the background on your cell?

My lock screen is a Knockdown picture and my homescreen is Toni and Lovi

10: Honestly, are things going the way you planned?

No.. absolutely not. But I know things eventually work out

12: Which hurts the most, physical or emotional pain?

lmao when it’s both

14: Are you tired?

Please refer back to #4

16: Would you ever consider getting back together with any of your exes?

Absolutely not. Don’t know where they are and that’s how I like to keep it.

18: How many bracelets do you have on your wrists right now?

I literally just took my bracelet off so I could type all this. It was a BatB bracelet I got for my birthday :)

20: What’s on your mind?

Please refer to #14

22: Next time you will kiss someone on the lips?

Lmao not New Years Eve

24: Have you ever had the feeling something bad was going to happen and you were right?

Story of my fcking lifffeeee

26: Do you think anyone has feelings for you?

I’m hoping so, I’m replaying Mystic Messenger again and I’m trying to get Zen’s route again

28: Were you single on Valentines Day?

Duh, I was busy playing the Mystic Messenger DLC bruhhhh

30: Have you ever cried over a text?

Lmao Bruh we were literally just talking about this a couple hours ago

32: Last time you wanted to be away from somewhere really bad?

My dad ate a lot of refried beans today. I’ve been wanting to be out of the house all evening. Send help I can’t breathe

34: Do you wear hats if your having a bad hair day?

Sometimes I do usually I just use a whole can of dry shampoo and hope for the best

36: Do you make supper for your family?

Normally yes, my mom hates to cook and my personal chef quit

38: Does anything on your body hurt?

No but my heart does because I’m listening to 1D

40: How is your hair?

It hates me

42: Is there one person in your life that can always make you smile?

My man Adam <3

44: Have you ever tried your hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end?

Yeah, this one time, I tried so hard and got so far, but in the end it didn’t even matter... I had to fall to lose it all, but in the end it didn’t even matttteeerrrr

46: Where is your Mum right now?

Asleep downstairs

48: How many people have you liked in the past three months?

I’ve started like 4 shows so I’m just gonna say a lot

50: Will you talk to the person you like tonight?

I mean I guess.... Shrek, if you’re out there- hmu boo 

52: Who was your last received call from?

my mom

54: Do you get along with girls?

Is there a wrong answer to this?

56: Everybody has somebody that makes them happy, do you?

@nnipps You girl <3

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@jakegardiner replied to your post “@jakegardiner replied to your post “i want to go to bed but it’s...”

Don’t worry I can take her. I’m like just rage and smarties at this point in my life

you know???? you’re thriving. that’s the way to live. live your best life, and also maybe come here and fight my ghost roommate. or don’t. she’s pretty nice, we just have contrasting hours and i want to sleeeeeeeeeep and not get woken up at 4 am when she comes back from partying