with the headphones on

BMC Somebody to Love Me (Expensive Headphones); Two Dudes in a Bathroom

Jake glared from across the lunchroom as he came through the door. Michael sat in his spot at their lunch table, next to Rich as he talked to Jenna. This was a little too close for his comfort, especially with the way he stared at Rich. Taking a sip of his slushie he tapped Rich on the shoulder, saying something that made him laugh. Getting up from the table he walked into the men’s restroom with Jake following close behind.

~

“Okay, listen to this one, what’s better then roses on a piano?” The beginning of the lunch period had been spent between the group telling the dumbest jokes they could think of when Michael remembered I’ve he heard from Jeremy a few days ago.

“I don’t know, what?”

“Tu-lips on an organ.” Rich laughed as Jenna made a face before she realized the pun.

“Oh, ew gross.”

“Hey, I will have you know that it’s a clever play on words.” As Michael said this he felt his stomach move. “Be right back.”

“Sure,” Rich watched as Michael walked over to the restrooms before turning back to Jenna.

~

Unzipping his pants Michael almost jumped when the door opened. He hated using the urinal but the stall was broken. In came Jake Dillinger, taking the one right next to Michael who tried not looking at him.

‘Why the hell is he so close? There’s literally three other stalls he could have taken, not next to me. What if he talks to me?’

Trying to avoid this Michael hurried, quickly pulling up his pants as he went over to the sink.

“Yo, Michael right?”

‘Shit, he’s talking to me…’

“Yeah?” He didn’t look over, focusing on his hands.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Uh, sure?”

“How often do you hang out with other people’s boyfriends?”

“What?” Michael was surprised when he looked up to see Jake standing behind him in the mirror. “Jesus!”

“I want you to stay away from Rich.”

“Stay away fr-what are you talking about?”

“I saw you this morning, you had his jacket.”

“Yeah, he left it in my car last night,” Michael’s back was to the sink as Jake got closer to him making him nervous as he saw the angry look on Jake’s face. “It’s just a jacket, nothing to get upset over-” Michael tried pushing past him but was surprised when Jake punched him in the stomach. Falling to the ground Michael found himself gasping for air as Jake kneeled down.

“I saw you staring at him and I don’t like that. You’re going to go down to the nurse’s office and not talk to Rich for the rest of the day, capiche?” Michael nodded his head as Jake got up and left the bathroom.

~

Rich looked at the empty seat right next to him wondering where Michael went when he felt two hands cover his eyes as a kiss was planted on his cheek.

“Guess who.”

“Jake?”

“And we have a winner!” He removed the hands, sitting down next to Rich.

“Hey, where were you today? I didn’t see you in Shop today.”

“I was busy, stuff to do. Things to get rid of. Who’s drink is this?” Looking over Rich saw his boyfriend holding a 7/11 slushie cup.

“M-Michael’s.”

“Where is he? He went to use the bathroom like five minutes ago.” Jenna asked noticing Michael’s now filled space.

“Aw man, just got out of the bathroom when I heard someone in the stall barfing.”

“Maybe we should go check on him-”

“Dude he’s probably fine.”

“But what-” Jake moved his left arm around Rich’s waist with a tight squeeze.

“Rich he’s probably fine.” Not wanting to argue Rich leaned into the hold when he remembered something.

‘Didn’t they close the stall down?’

anonymous asked:

Hi, I really enjoy your art, makes me happy when things are pretty rough. I was wondering if you could draw or sketch like Hal, cool if not. Have a great rest of your day! >:33

thank you so much anon!!! that’s very sweet of you to say. this is pretty boring but a quick scribble of hal for you!!

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♡ fanmix your simself ♡
tagged by @sweatersims

01. a song that makes you want to fall in love // 02. your favorite pump up song // 03. your favorite song to rock out to // 04. a song that reminds you of summer // 05. your favorite cover of a song // 06. a song you sing in the shower // 07. a song that reminds you of someone // 08. what you want your wedding song to be // 09. your favorite 90s/2000s song // 10. a song to heal(?) a heartbreak // 11. a song that makes you feel relaxed // 12. a song you know all the lyrics to // 13. your favorite oldies rock song // 14. a song by your favorite artist // 15. a song that you like to fall asleep to // 16. a song that makes you feel invincible // 17. favorite song from a musical // 18. a song that makes you cry // 19. a song that is from a genre of music you don’t usually listen to // 20. a song that reminds you of yourself

RULES: Using the list above, create a fan mix for your simself, then tag as many blogs as you’d like to do the same!

♡ i’m tagging @soleilsim, @eefahsims, @lilbeansims, @cursedmoodlet, and @wrenpity ♡

anonymous asked:

How can a hypersensitive person and hyposensitive person hang out without either of them feeling bad? Hypersensitive, me: quiet, need no background noise or a lot of people around, no loud noises, short tempered and easily upset when overstimulated. I can handle conversations with a couple of people in quiet areas. Hyposensitive, her: very talkative and outgoing, needs background noise, laughs very loudly, antsy and uncomfortable with not enough stimulation.

I would suggest trying to find compromises and assistive technology to facilitate hanging out together.  For instance, maybe you can wear noise cancelling headphones when you both hang out together. At least with mine, I can still hear people talk to me when I’m wearing them but it’s quieter and cuts out a lot of the background noise. This could help prevent you from becoming overstimulated by her. 

She may be able to wear ear buds to listen to music to provide background noise without bothering you. As long as the music isn’t too loud, she should still be able to interact with you. 

She could also try using stim toys to provide stimulation, particularly quiet stim toys that would keep her hands busy, maybe something with lots of different textures. Textured tangles could be really good for this. 

I suggest working together to figure out what will work for the two of you and how best to accommodate each other. 

-Sabrina

Be More Chill Senior Year, Don't Feed the SQUIP

Jeremy shook as he finished the bottle of Mountain Dew Blue. Curling up into a ball on the floor the SQUIP started speaking rapid Japanese sending the occasional shock through his his body. His arms and legs seized before it sent one last shock and switched back to English.

‘Upgrade: Complete. Version 2.0 is now online.’ Looking up Jeremy groaned seeing a familiar glowing face.

“Jesus Christ, I can actually see you again.”

‘Well that is what updates tend to do, improve.’

“Improvement is a little bit of an overstatement. Well now that I can actually see again that means it’s Red Mountain Dew time.” He for you when he found his whole body frozen.

‘I wouldn’t do that if I were you Jeremy.’

“Why not?”

'Ever since you took the Mountain Dew Blue I’ve slowly been gaining more access to your body.’

“Meaning…?”

'If you were to drink the Mountain Dew Red now it would get rid of me yes but it would also kill you. And I know what you’re thinking right now, oh no! That’s impossible. Well it’s not. And sure you could try and call it a bluff but if you’re wrong I won’t be the only one dying.’ Jeremy stared at the SQUIP who know stood in front of him. 'Now I’m going to unfreeze you and we’re going to work on push ups, you’ve gotten pretty flabby in the past few months.’

“Flabby? I barely have any-”

'Shh, drop down and give me twenty before I decide to shock you again.’ Jeremy fell down to the floor at first barely moving up and down before the CPU sent a shock through his body.

“Ow!”

'Don’t make me do this Jeremy, I can feel it too and I don’t like it either. Now do some actually push-ups, not the the girly knee ones.’

“You don’t need to be rude about it.”

'But I do Jeremy, now starting over again. One…two…’

~

Michael flung The Great Gatsby to the other side of the room in frustration.

“Damn it, what am I supposed to know about the car as a symbol? Stupid worksheet.” Falling on his bed Michael rested one arm above his face when his phone dinged. He jumped up excitedly, going it was Jeremy but was surprised to see it was Rich.

'Yo’ Michael looked at for a second, wondering why Rich messaged him when he sent another text. 'What'cha doing?’ Well he had been looking for an excuse not to write all night and this seemed like a decent enough one. So he texted back.