i just like watching him do that

anonymous asked:

I need something based on your pretty baby tag for harry like the reader calling him it and him blushing and idk I just need something please come through

“You’re real pretty, you know that?”

It comes out of no where. It’s 1am and he’s jet lagged and she’s tired but she’s been missing him so she refused to go to sleep alone. All he was doing was washing dishes and all she’s been doing is leaning against the breakfast bar and watching him, admiring him. He’s been humming a tune she doesn’t recognise and she’s noticing all his little mannerisms that she doesn’t think he even realises he does, like how he bops his head along to the song his humming or how he smiles a little at something he was thinking about and she always hoped it was her. At her disrupt of the comfortable quiet by her off handed complement, he’s drying his soapy hands on a tea-towel and turning around to lean against the counter with a soft smile playing on his lips.

“Yeah? M’pretty?”

She’s looking up at him through tired eyes. Chin rested on her hands, hands rested on the counter top. She can tell he’s teasing her but frankly she can’t seem to care because he’s stood there in nothing but sweatpants, arms crossed lazily, hair messy, cheeks just slightly flushed and he’s looking at her with these eyes that are so full of love it stuns her for a second. He’s just so damn pretty. 

“Mhm, like a 90′s heartthrob. Leo in the Titanic kinda pretty.”

“I’m as pretty as Leo in Titanic? I don’t believe that for a second.”

He’s all but grinning now as the feigned disbelief in his voice makes her giggle. Walking over to sit on the stool next for her, he matches her stance. Chin on hands, hands on counter. She turns to rest her cheek on her hands to look at him and he does the same to look at her, brushing her hair out of her face.

“ Uh huh, prettier even. Makes me mad sometimes, that you’re so pretty, because y’know ever else sees it too, how pretty you are. I mean how could they miss it?”

“But I’m only yours, yeah baby? I’m yours and you’re mine.”

Nodding, she reaches one hand over to cup his jaw and run her thumb over him cheek. His eyes close at the affection and his shoulders visibly relax.

“My pretty baby”

It’s whispered, almost like he wasn’t supposed to hear it, and her voice is so full of love he almost can’t handle it. Doesn’t know what he’s done to deserve to be loved this good. Doesn’t know what he’s done to deserve her. The quiet affection has his eyes fluttering open and it paints his cheeks a subtle pink, it makes his chest tight with love.

“Yeah sweet girl, I’m your pretty baby.”

They don’t know how long they sat like that, quiet and tired and so happy, but they know there’s not a place in the world they’d rather be. Could spend forever alone together. A pretty boy and a pretty girl and so much love.

anonymous asked:

TINK! I finally got to watch the ep and my roommate (watched maybe 40 episodes of spn with me) decided to watch it with me. We never talk about destiel cause I didn’t know how comfortable she would be with it cause she’s not really into shipping... anyway when dean says I do SHE SHOT UP AND WAS LIKE IS HE GOING TO KISS HIM? I cHOckED!! Then the bear scene she was like how the fuck did he know? AND THEN IN THE CAR she was like this is so gay sorry if you don’t see them that way BUT WOW. I died.

Originally posted by fuckyeahdragrace

The Game (Ethan Dolan)

part four

part one, part two, part three

Inspiration: Eyes Closed by Halsey

(this is really important to the part, some lyrics will be in italics)

Warning: If you are triggered easily, please don’t read.

Originally posted by dolansdolansdolans

Originally posted by danglydolan

I felt my heart racing. Grayson was about to kiss me. I could feel his breath hitting my face as he got closer to me. His lips were practically on mine.

“Grayson wait.” I said putting my hands on his chest.

Grayson pulled away rubbing his neck awkwardly.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have..” Grayson started but I quickly cut him off.

“No, G don’t apologize. I just need time to think about all of this.” I said crossing my arms over my chest.

“I don’t mind waiting.” Grayson said pulling me in to another hug.

I really didn’t deserve him.

“call me later okay?” Grayson asked.

“I will.” I said giving him a half smile.

Grayson walked out of my apartment leaving me alone with my thoughts. As soon as I closed the door I let it out. I grabbed the nearest pillow screaming as loud as I could. Grayson really did know everything about me. He’s seen all my quirks and he’s been with me on the worst days and he still says he’s in love with me? Grayson was perfect for me, I knew that. Why couldn’t I stop thinking about Ethan though? I walked over re-reading some of his previous messages.

Ethan: please just meet me somewhere so we can talk?

Ethan: I’m begging you.

Ethan: I know you hate me but just give me a chance.

Ethan: I don’t want to lose you.

Ethan: I will do anything for you to please just talk to me.

Ethan: I’ve called 32 times and this is the 9th message I have sent you, I didn’t expect you to answer.

I don’t know why but I messaged him back.

: I don’t know why I’m agreeing to this but fine, we can meet so you can try to talk yourself out of this.

I stared at my phone waiting for Ethan to text back. I must have sat there for an hour just staring and waiting. Finally my phone dinged with a message from him.

Ethan: It’s cool, I have nothing to say.

I stared at his message, angry tears streaming down my face. He was begging me to talk to him and now he has nothing to say?

: are you serious right now Ethan? You were the one begging to talk to me and now you have nothing to say?

: you said you were sorry, but apologies mean nothing if you keep doing what you’re sorry for.

: I wish I could go back to the day I met you and just walk away. Because honestly, it would’ve saved me so much hurt and pain.

I held myself together as I cried on the couch. I hated him. I hated him so much. I hated him because I have to wonder why I wasn’t enough. I hated him because I still repeat the things he said to me in my head. I hated him because he learned my secrets, my scars, my bruises, my flaws, and then he left. I hated him because he knew I was fragile and dropped me anyways. I hated him because while I was full of love, he was simply full of shit. Above everything, I hated how I didn’t hate him, not even a little bit, not even at all.

“Grayson, can you come over?” I said into the phone.

“I was really hoping you would call, I’ll be right over.” Grayson said.

“see you soon.” I said hanging up.

I didn’t know what I was doing. I didn’t want to lead Grayson on, but I needed to fill this black hole that Ethan left. I needed to feel something, anything. In just a short amount of time there was a knock on my door. I opened the door to see Grayson standing there with a single rose.

“I’m glad you called.” Grayson said smiling.

I gave him a forced smile stepping aside so he could come in. Grayson walked over putting the flower in a cup of water. I stood there staring at him.

“what do you want to do?” Grayson asked putting the cup with the flower on my window sill.

“Grayson, kiss me.” I said.

Grayson turned around giving me a look. He obeyed though, making quick strides to where I was standing. He cupped my cheek with his large hand before crashing his lips on mine. I kissed him back making him smile in to the kiss. I feel bad, but I didn’t feel the same kissing Grayson as I did kissing Ethan. Grayson pulled away from the kiss smiling down at me.

“you are so beautiful. You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to do that.” He said kissing my nose.

I didn’t say anything, just hugged him.

“let’s watch a movie.” Grayson said pulling me over to the couch.

I slowly nodded my head. Grayson picked out a movie and sat down on the couch cuddling me to his chest. I looked up at Grayson. He looked like Ethan but their features were so different at the same time. He stared at the screen with a smile on his face. I felt horrible for doing this to Grayson.

“the movie is on the screen babe not on my face.” Grayson said looking at me.

babe didn’t sound the same coming out of his mouth.

“sorry.” I said turning towards the television.

“I was only joking, I think it’s cute that you’re staring at me.

I disgusted myself. I looked at him but all I saw was Ethan.

now if I keep my eyes closed he looks just like you

now if I keep my eyes closed he feels just like you

Grayson turned off the movie halfway through.

"you know we need to talk about all of this right?” He said turning to face me.

He was immediately alerted as he saw the tears falling down my cheeks.

“talk to me.” Grayson said wiping a tear from my cheek.

I hated myself. I had an opportunity here with Grayson but I couldn’t think about anything other then what I lost with Ethan.

would’ve gave it all for you, cared for you.

so tell me where I went wrong.

would’ve traded it all for you, been there for you.

so tell me how to move on.

“I hate myself Grayson.” I said through the sobs that racked my body.

Grayson pulled me in to a tight hug as I sobbed.

“why do you hate yourself?” Grayson asked stroking a hand through my hair.

he don’t realize that I’m thinking about you.

It’s nothing new, it’s nothing new.

“I hate myself so much.” I sobbed.

Grayson slowly pulled away from me standing up.

“you love him don’t you.” Grayson said a single tear slipping out of his eye.

“I don’t want to love him Grayson, I really don’t.” I said standing up to face Grayson.

“but you do, tell me the damn truth, you at least owe me that much.” Grayson said balling his fists.

“Grayson, I love him.” I whispered.

Grayson was silent.

“wow, you’re even more stupid than I thought.” Grayson said walking away.

ouch, that hurt.

“G please, I don’t want to lose you.” I said running after him.

Grayson turned around and I saw just how bad I hurt him. He had tears forming in his brown orbs.

“well you should of thought about that before you lied to me, before you let me make a fool of myself.” Grayson said shaking his head at me.

“G please don’t do this.” I said trying everything I could to save this friendship.

“maybe you and Ethan deserve each other, cause you’re both incredibly selfish.” Grayson said turning away from me.

“G please you’re all I have left.” I begged.

He stopped in his tracks.

“not anymore, let me know when you stop obsessing over someone who doesn’t even love you.” Grayson said walking out and slamming the door.

I broke down on the floor sobbing. I had no one to blame but myself. I chose to take part in Ethan’s little game. I chose to continue it letting myself fall for his act. I chose to pour my heart out to Ethan and now I was just empty. I walked over to the couch dialing his number. He didn’t answer, I didn’t expect him too.

“Grayson hates me now, but I don’t blame him cause right now I kind of hate me too. I know that you’re no good for me, but it’s worse without you, even when I try not to want you I end up needing you. You’re my favorite joy yet my endless pain. I tried to hate you but the only thing I hate is how much I love you. I acted like it wasn’t a big deal but you ruined me, and now I don’t see a point in trying to put myself back together. You left without a goodbye so here is mine.” I said hanging up the phone.


It’s just too late. she doesn’t need you anymore. and she no longer misses you. and it’s all because you didn’t make her a priority. you took for granted that she would be there, waiting for you to serve her the scraps of your time. It’s funny actually while she waited for you to realize what you had, she finally realized that she didn’t need what you were offering. I heard the door to our apartment open making me aware. I saw Grayson walking in. He looked up noticing me standing there. He was staring at the bruises he left on my face. I glared at him, not because I was angry at him, but because I couldn’t be him. He walked past me bumping me in the shoulder.

“you probably should put some ice on your face.” He said walking in to his room slamming the door shut.

I went back to my room punching the punching bag as hard as I could. I just sat there punching the bag until my knuckles were bruised and bloody. I took a break taking a long drink of water. I hated feeling this way, this was simply why I didn’t feel. I picked up my phone which was flashing signifying I had a message. I opened it not expecting it to be her.

Y/N: I don’t know why I’m agreeing to this but fine, we can meet so you can try to talk yourself out of this.

I was going to tell her I loved her. I couldn’t say it now, not after what I saw happening between her and Grayson.

: It’s cool, I have nothing to say.

that wasn’t true. I had a lot to say but I was too scared to say any of it. She quickly replied to me.

Y/N: are you serious right now Ethan? You were the one begging to talk to me and now you have nothing to say?

Y/N: you said you were sorry, but apologies mean nothing if you keep doing what you’re sorry for.

Y/N: I wish I could go back to the day I met you and just walk away. Because honestly, it would’ve saved me so much hurt and pain.

I couldn’t reply. I heard the apartment door open and slam shut again. Grayson was going to comfort her no doubt, but I can’t help thinking how much that should be me. I know I messed up, I have nobody to blame but myself. I chose to start this knowing very well I had a girlfriend. I chose to continue to fall in love with her. I chose to kiss Allison the night of the party. I have no one to blame but myself. I walked over the punching bag releasing my anger on it. I didn’t care that my hands were bruised, bloodied, and swollen. Grayson wasn’t the only one with pent up anger.

“fuck!” I screamed punching the bag harder.

I ran a hand through my hair collapsing on the floor. I didn’t want to hurt anymore. I didn’t want to feel anymore. I didn’t know how long I sat there trying to turn off the feelings.

“ETHAN!” Grayson’s voice rang throughout our apartment.

I walked out of my room seeing Grayson with angry tears coming from his eyes.

“you just have to keep ruining everything, you ruin things without even trying.” He said balling his fists.

“what are you talking about?” I asked confused.

“I’m better for her, I’m what she needs, but her dumbass is still in love with you.” Grayson growled.

“wait really?” I asked more hopeful than I was trying to be.

“you’re ridiculous you know you’re no good for her.” Grayson said getting in my face.

“and you just can’t fathom the fact that she doesn’t want you.” I said getting back in his face.

Grayson raised his fist ready to punch me but this time I punched him. He fell backwards clenching his nose from how hard I hit him.

“you just can’t fathom that I screwed up but she still wants me. you know Grayson you aren’t as perfect as you think you are underneath it all you’re flawed just like I am.” I said walking away leaving Grayson alone.

I walked in to my room clenching my hand which was now hurting. I saw my phone blinking in the corner. I walked over grabbing it seeing I had one missed call and a voicemail from Y/N. I listened to her voice come through my speakers, she sounded broken.

“Grayson hates me now, but I don’t blame him cause right now I kind of hate me too. I know that you’re no good for me, but it’s worse without you, even when I try not to want you I end up needing you. You’re my favorite joy yet my endless pain. I tried to hate you but the only thing I hate is how much I love you. I acted like it wasn’t a big deal but you ruined me, and now I don’t see a point in trying to put myself back together. You left without a goodbye so here is mine. Goodbye Ethan.”

the last sentence got me immediately alarmed. I ran out of my room straight in to Grayson’s.

“what the hell do you want?” He growled wiping his bloody.

“I think Y/N is going to hurt herself.” I said feeling tears fall from my eyes.

Grayson quickly dropped his phone giving me a shocked look.

“what the hell are we waiting for then.” Grayson said pushing past me.

Grayson and I ran out to the car. Grayson drove because I was shaking too much. I dialed her number but it went straight to voicemail.

“come on babe please answer.” I begged in to the phone.

I couldn’t lose her, not before I got to say how I really felt.

uh so yeah I’m just going to leave you all here for now, enjoy!

Tell me why the fuck I was telling every customer I checked out today at work to be sure and tune into the American Music Awards like it was some sort of store promotion I was telling them about :) it just came naturally and flowed out of my mouth of it’s own accord because it was on my mind all day long like it went “would you like your receipt with you or in the bag? ok have a good day and you should watch the American Music awards tonight if you have the time” like the first time I said it I was like whoa…. that was like an out of body experience, and then after that I was consciously doing it. An old man probably like 90 years old was like “what’s that?” And i stood there and explained to him what the AMAS were and how bts was going to be on there and that they’re a kpop group and then we started getting into how he fought in the Korean war and yeah :)

anonymous asked:

Hi Jess. I was just re-watching the Saks April 2016 interview where Cait hugs & maybe kisses Sam on the neck or ear. I wasn't aware of blogs at the time, just a shipper w/out knowing it, so what did you make of the weird little convo. Did he almost reveal their relationship. C asks what he was doing & he says "So, like, on the edge". She says "I know", & says sorry & she hugs him.

Yeah that was a huge shipper receipt at the time. I have no idea what was going on or why Sam freaked out but the fact that she comforted him in that way in such a public setting tells me it wasn’t something minor. 


Request:  Blurb of Shawn watching you as you get ready for something or like doing your routine for going to bed/ waking up. Or even watching you put on make up :)))

“Why are you watching me?” You giggle looking at him through the mirror.

“You mesmerize me.” He sighs, looking at you.

“I’m just straightening my hair.” You say taking another strand to straighten.

“Can I help?”

“Here.” You say holding out the straightener. He walks up and starts straightening your hair. Straightener in one hand, brush in the other.

“Am I doing this right?” He asks looking at you in the mirror.

“You are doing great Baby.” You smile. 

“I love you.” He whispers. He then hisses as burns himself on the straightener. You whip around and take the straightener from him, setting it down. 

“Are you okay?” He ask inspecting his hand.

“Yeah, just burned my hand a little.” He says, wincing as you run your finger over the discoloration on his skin. “Maybe don’t touch it.” He says softly.

“I’m sorry Baby, what can I do?” You ask looking at him. 


You lean up and kiss him, making the throbbing from the burn to go away. 


A/N: This is set in modern day so don’t be confused when it says something about them talking out their phones.

Pairing: Richie x Eddie

Description: Richie is jealous because some guy is flirting with Eddie.

Warning: None really just some cursing, and making out. They are aged up so don’t flip out.

Word count: 1509

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bunnymcbunnister  asked:

So Dean cannonically made Cas watch Tombstone with him... so what else do you think he forced him to watch? All Star Wars movies? Die Hard? Shall we draft a list?

Yes to all of the above, but I also feel like Cas is probably the only safe person for Dean to accidentally let the TV just keep playing from something ‘cool’ to a rom com and then he and Cas are weeping about, like, Never Been Kissed or something, in a motel room while they have a few hours, and when Sam comes back they’re pretending like they’re been researching gross crime scenes the entire time and Dean grumbles about allergies as soon as he catches Sam looking at his face and wondering about the red around his eyes :P 

anonymous asked:

hello tink! i really love your blog and your metas, and how predicting they are for future narrative. it's almost like, uh, you really understand what the writers are trying to convey and thus know what else is coming, please don't ever change ;-) i just wanted to drop by and give my own testimonial on GA taking notice. my flatmate has watched like less than 500 episodes (he doesnt even know Claire, just how unattached he is) and when i was watching 13x06, the 'i do' moment made him go WHOA (+)

Originally posted by rejected-on-a-cosmic-level

Davy’s work is done :p

anonymous asked:

What are your hcs of Dapper's relationship with the septicegos?

Dapper&Anti: They tend to avoid eachother, though they have no problem being together in the same room. They just don’t talk much.

Dapper&Marvin: Dapper very much enjoys watching Marvin practice his magic as another headcanon of mine is that Dapper is magical himself!

Dapper&JackiBoyMan: They don’t seek each other out but do have lovely converstations when they do happen to talk to each other

Dapper&Shawn Flynn: Dapper enjoys watching him work, and since he’s mute Shawn doesn’t mind him watching.

Dapper&Schneep: These two like to quietly read with each other, just on the couch reading maybe sipping some tea, when Schneep has the down time of course, they don’t need to talk to enjoy each others presence 

If I forgot anyone send another ask! ~Admin Panda <3

Honestly, y’all need to stop being so salty about Clark appearing stronger than Diana and taking it to mean he is somehow BETTER than her

In comic book land, sometimes a hero is as strong or as fast or as whatever as they need to be.

Having Arthur, Victor AND Diana trying to restrain him, and him holding them off while also perfectly watching Barry moving was to paint a picture of how literally FUCKED they and the rest of the world would be if this Superman actually existed within that world. Can’t drown him, can’t blast him, can’t outrun him, and can’t kill him without kryptonite or by kryptonian hands. Both of which, as it has appeared, are hard to come by.

Its not calling ANY of them weak, it’s showing once again how damn lucky the world is that the Superman is just a guy from Kansas trying to do the right thing.

kissing booth

Yoon Sanha was behind the kissing booth.

Minhyuk didn’t know why that upset him so much. It wasn’t any of his business whether or not that weird freshman kid stood idly by while people paid money to kiss him. He would let Sanha do whatever he wanted. He would just watch on as people dropped a few coins into the jar before leaning forward and allowing Sanha to give them a small peck on the cheek.

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BTS Reaction to: Them having a crush on a Produce 101 trainee

Anon asked: "can you do a bts reaction to them having a crush on a Produce 101 trainee whom they don’t personally know or acquainted with??? like it was love at first sight when they first saw him/her on TV. that would be rlly cute. thank you!!“

Author’s note: Because you said him/her I decided to do some reactions with him and some with her. Also because Namjoon said ‘boyfriend or girlfriend’ in that interview. Hope you like it! Also gifs aren’t mine. Sorry it isn’t that long. x 


Originally posted by softlytaejin

Seokjin thought that he was just gonna watch a fun episode of Produce 101 with his friends, but when he saw the guy on TV he just couldn’t keep his eyes off him. There was just something about him that Seokjin really liked. He wasn’t sure what but he definitely ended up watching all the upcoming episodes just to be able to see him again. 


Originally posted by sugagifs

When he saw the guy entering the stage he didn’t know what was happening. Butterflies erupted in his stomach as he stared bluntly at the stage. Yoongi tried to be smug about it to hide it from his members but they weren’t blind. Everyone could see that he started to like the trainee. 


Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

Namjoon had convinced him to watch an episode of Produce 101. Hoseok had never seen it before but decided to give it a chance. When he saw the next trainee walking in he couldn’t help but smile. Namjoon instantly noticed as he laughed at his friend’s behavior. He knew the girl on the screen was cute but he didn’t expect Hoseok to practically fall in love with her at first sight. 


Originally posted by seokjins-wings

Namjoon obviously knew about the show but never had the time to actually watch it. So when he was free for the rest of the evening he decided to watch an episode of it. What he didn’t expect however was to practically fall in love with the girl who appeared on the screen. Just like Hoseok he spend the rest of the evening watching episodes just so he could see his crush again. 


Originally posted by twinkle-jeon

Unlike the others Jimin was actually a big fan of the show. He liked seeing the young people trying to achieve their dreams. So when he found out the new episode would air tonight he’d grab a bowl of popcorn and made himself comfortable on the couch. However, Jimin definitely wasn’t prepared to practically drool when he saw the cute guy on the screen. Hoseok laughed at the younger’s actions as he started to scream at the sight of Jimin looking so in love. 


Originally posted by parkjiminer

Just like Namjoon he knew about the show but never actually had the chance to watch it. So when he had the entire day off he decided to watch an episode. Mainly because he heard such good things about it. When he saw the cute girl on the screen he practically choked on his drink, staring at the screen with wide eyes as he felt his heart flutter. From then on he knew he’d watch all the upcoming episodes just to find out more about her. 


Originally posted by itsbangtanposts

Jungkook liked seeing the young trainees trying to follow their dreams. It reminded him of when he was still a trainee himself. He knew just how they felt and that’s why he liked watching the show so much. When a new trainee appeared he felt his breath hitch in his throat. He instantly was attracted to her and was glued to the screen for the rest of the night. Jungkook would keep watching the episodes just to see the girl again. 

anonymous asked:

Could you please write about a pining Dick Grayson and a hella oblivious reader? Like she likes him too but she thinks she has no chance. I just love this trope way too much and i love your writing and i want to see what you could do with this. Anywayy thank you.

(did it as a drabble! sorry if this is so short!)

From across the room, Dick stares at you, watching as you talk to your friends. You’re laughing, giggling at something one of them has said, and Dick clenches his hands into fists against his sides, silently wondering what it would feel like to have your smile directed at him and only him.

Maybe soon, his brain tells him, once you’ve finally gained enough courage to tell them how you feel. He turns his head and looks at you once more, feeling a surge of determination coursing through him. Soon, he thinks. Hopefully, he could tell you all about his feelings soon.

Keep in mind that antis spend their days scrolling the Karamel and Mon El tags just to hate on him or the ship, when they could spend those minutes actually doing something with their lives 😂😂 I mean 😂. Seriously read a book, watch a show, go for a walk, anything is better than spending hours hating on a character. And trolling those who like him.


Mark just boosted my motivation and inspiration by a solid dickload.. This video made me cry like a baby. I remember the Mark back from 2013, and to watch this video and really think through.. He has accomplished so freaking much. Sure, we, the fans, helped him to get to this point, but he can thank himself a fuckton too. 
I am so incredibly proud of this goofball. The amount of love I feel for him and the urge to give him a big ol’ squeeze.. I cannot express it with words.

And he’s so freaking right too. If he can, we can too! Do not doubt yourself, pick yourself up when you crumble, and do your best. Be kind. 

anonymous asked:

hey i only recently finished watching supergirl and i'm pretty confused about the whole cast being problematic thing? who do we like and who do we not like and why??

Oh man….. I mean we love katie and odette and Jeremy did apologize even though it took him a couple of attempts… Melissa is just always on the borderline and I think she’s genuinely just not that smart and she’s a follower so that’s that and I feel some personal beef with David bc of his tweets as a result of my email and the following drama with that …. mehcad is /: but he did recently say some good things. It’s really up to you honestly like I just love katie a lot and she’s the only person I really claim and stand behind usually you feel me !

anonymous asked:

Imagine Tom watching you drink cup after cup of coffee and you bouncing off the freaking walls and then wanting candy and him having to be the adult which literally never happens so he doesn't really know what to do😂😂😂

he’s just got this confused expression on his face like “do i ask if they want a nap? maybe substitute some water? should i feed them?” and then he realizes it’s almost like he’s taking care of a child but he loves you so he does it anyway he also googles what to do, it’s all over his history bc he doesn’t remember how to delete it

sappy/sinful sunday!

it’s funny that people are reblogging that post about my driving dreams, ‘cause like, usually no one cares about other people’s dreams. anyway here’s some more 

one time i dreamt a really handsome prince came to ask my hand in marriage and i told him i needed to check on my bike and then proceeded to run away. i woke up feeling real gay 

my worst nightmares tend to involve bears, but not like, bears that are mauling me. mostly they’re just hanging out, doing their bear thing somewhere in the background, while i’m panicking about the fact that there’s a bear near me 

when i was nine i was staying at this house with a bunch of white rocks in a loose ring outside. i dreamt that these hooded figures sitting on the rocks had my baby brother, and they proceeded to strangle him to death. i woke up completely terrified and spent the rest of the night watching over my brother to make sure he was breathing. i’ve only found out afterwards he did have some semi-serious health issues back then

one time i reportedly sang a bunch of christmas songs in my sleep. mid summer 

one time i dreamed about the simpsons, but not like, any episode i’ve seen. they were all wearing masks of their own faces over their faces and apparently acting out some kind of ancient play and there was like a massive amounts of lore i’ve forgotten by now

sometimes i dream about this guy i’ve never met who says he’s my relative and proceeds to comment how i’ve grown since last time and asks me how i’m doing and stuff. i always have to do some kind of weird journey before i get to see him. this is a dream i’ve had since i was seven, i think.