A/N: honestly, im super disappointed with how this turned out and would really really appreciate any form of feedback (positive or negative) !! i might delete this, it depends. just wanna apologise in advance for the lack of writing skills here
Warnings: SWEARING !! Pretty cliche at parts, Dentists?? Awkward teens, kind of anxious reader at certain points, and horribly written - the plot is completely upside down. i’m sorry
October 7th, 2015. 4:00PM.
You enter the waiting room, shivering from the harsh cold of outside. All of the seats are filled except for one, so you plop yourself down in the space next to a boy who is picking at his nails.
Its your first time heading to the dentist without one of your parents, and you cant deny the feeling of nervousness that bubbles in your chest.
“Hey” your hear someone murmur from next to you.
You turn your head and you’re met with a boy wearing glasses, his hair looks a little disheveled and puffy and he’s smiling right at you.
Despite not knowing who he is, you give him a soft smile and nod your head.
“Nostalgia: A Study in Color”, a series of photographs by the artist Claire Rosen who has created a visual study on the theme of nostalgia, & leads us into the memories of her childhood creating monochrome photographs with piles of objects.
Heja - Allet Jute zum Jeburtstach?
- Blümskes gab´s ich hier grad nich, Gegend war auch aus.
Bin denn ma´wacker anne Bude und da gab´ dann doch wat für dich …´n lecker Flutschfinger. Alles Liebe und lass et krachen…
Happy Birthday Denny. Sending hugs and the taste of childhood. :)))))
Irina Werning, known for her ‘Back to the Future’ series in which she recreates childhood photographs in present day, has brought her talents to VMAN magazine, recreating some male model’s childhood moments.
A/N: This is a present for @wasabu for Jojo’s Bizarre Secret Santa 2015! I know you like the mudads and Giorno and Jonathan so I wrote this. Hope you enjoy!! <3 <3
“Good God,” grumbles Dio, still curled up in the bed with
his eyes closed. “Noisy.”
“Oh, sorry,” Jonathan whispers from behind him, but the
thumping of his large feet across the room doesn’t cease. Dio can almost hear
him going through his mental checklist to make sure he hasn’t missed anything.
“Don’t forget the shaving cream,” Dio tells him. Jonathan
always forgets and comes home with a subpar shave, because hotel shaving cream
is truly awful, and Dio not only has to look at it, but also has to rub his face against it if he wants to
kiss his husband.
“Yes, yes,” says Jonathan, and Dio knows he’s rolling his eyes, “it’s already in my toiletry bag,
“Good.” Dio ignores the jab (he is fastidious, okay, not a fusspot)
because he is a benevolent husband. Instead, he yawns and settles in to go back