Are my AP exams in less than 2 weeks? Yes
Am I watching MLP fight scenes instead of studying?…. Why yes. Yes I am.
Chat I’m so cooked
Hi Sorry im Heavily insane and SHOULD be sedated. if u see posts about hxh just igno4e them. i love that stuoid show to death i hate al of them errrmmm might post random screenshots of (mostly) killua and gon 😅😅
when you’re desperately looking for fanfictions but it’s so difficult to find and the latest one was from march this year </3
(this is a cry for help i’d love recommendations for mcsm fanfics i feel like it’s a drought at least on ao3 911)
The plan was to stay up late and finish work. Until I clarified with my friend that there's no presentation tmr.
All anxiousness and stress left my body.
discipline top apparently.
Thus, stayed up till 3am not getting any progress and just watched youtube videos.
THEN spent another 1 another trying to sleep cuz my brain needed the dopamine rush.
My friend better be correct..haha
I may be cooked bro tf😭🙏
Younger Black Heart Inertia.
The first meeting with the assistant backstage. “Is he that into you?”
Marshall (The popular actor/singer) and Brandon (The ‘Nerdy’ Assistant)
It was just an ordinary day at the studio, Marshall had been hanging out with Director Samuel’s assistant, Brandon for as long as he could remember. It was oddly strange for someone like the blond to be around an clumsy and always late to the moment assistant but no matter what the situation was, The dark brunet would always be there with him. But this day would be different.
Marshall just waited outside, leaning against the brick wall as he watched the brunet walking out from the back door and entering the alleyway. Adjusting his glasses and his headphone, the assistant gazed at the actor and softly sighed before walking up to him and standing next to him, leaning against the wall with a coffee in his hand, which made the actor notice him and smile at him. “Is that for me?” he teased.
“Ah, uhm,” The assistant blushed slightly, rubbing the back of his neck. “Yes, but you may not like it--!”
Glancing at the cup, Marshall shrugged and took a sip before starting to almost drink the whole cup but stopped as he slowly turned to the stunned Brunet and chuckled. “Well, I never knew you taste sweet, B.”
Brandon jumped and blushed heavily, realizing that the cup read ‘Non dairy, soy, Extra foam. Brandon.’ Since he was running late to the production, he forgot to get him the right drink order. “Oh my god, oh no! I’m so sorry, Mr. Marsh! I-I, ughh, Forgot to get it right!”
“No..? I said that you taste sweet, B.”
“Uhm, what does that mean?”
“You want me to show you?”
The assistant nodded before trying to reach for the cup before feeling Marshall pinning him against the wall and pulling him closer by his back and began kissing him passionately, squeezing his waist as he felt their bodies heating up. The dark brunet moved his hand up to his hair, slipping and tangling his fingers. While his other hand dropped the coffee and slid to the sides of the brunet’s neck as he pressed his leg against his thighs, hearing the assistance slipping soft noises from his mouth before pulling away briefly and staring at him. “Would you like me to stop here, I mean we’re on a tight schedule after all, B.”
The brunet gently tugged on the actor’s shirt collar, he shook his head as he was out of breath. “Just the opposite, please..” he breathed, feeling the actor biting his lip before stopping and pulling back and smiling at him.
“BRANDON!” The headphone speaker spoke, The assistant jumped as he knew it was from the director, Samuel Michealson. “Do you have those reports done like I had hoped for you to get done in an hour or so?”
The brunet swallowed his saliva as he tried to answer him but felt Marshall comfort growing more passionately, staring him in the eyes as he leaned in grabbing his shoulder. “A-Ah! Of course I did, sir, I’d never ignore an assignment-!”
Marshall cut him off again as he started to kiss him again, slowly moving his headphone off of him before finding the button to hang up on the director. “Sorry, Sam, but your assistant is pretty busy now,” the dark brunet glanced up at him. “Mind leaving a message?”
so inactive that i don’t even have mutuals on tumblr how does this app work
nah am i even capable of romantic love and sexual intimacy? like i think abt it but i don’t think i could be in those situations FR… idk i’ll see
I’m so cooked. It’s over. It’s actually never been more over than this. I’m so florted it’s unbelievable. It’s a cognitohazard. The human mind is a finite and breakable construction subject to the whims of our betters. Where is my space plant mommy please please please
Heard my husband coming into my office while I was writing, so to save myself from the embarrassment of being known I closed the tab, only to reveal this
small peek into my sketchbook because why not?👀 [ w eren and mikasa cuz<33]
still not finished hahahaa
Plspslpslpslsplspslspslsplspslsplsplsplsplsplsplsplsplsplsplsplsplsplsplsplsplspls universe, just let me understand physics for once🙏🏻🎀
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it took me some time
admitting to myself that I like you
a hopeless romantic through and through
and it still embarrasses me saying it out loud
It's been so long since I've fallen for someone
so genuinely and wholeheartedly
someone who makes my heart race and stop
at the same time
someone unremarkably smart and oblivious of my feelings
at the same time
I'm not the kind of girl who would fall so deeply for another person
usually my infatuation doesn't last long
I want to ask my heart why it is
that you are so different from the others
Slowly I realise that I don't really need an answer to that
and if there is one then it will most likely be the
continuous looking for you in crowds,
trembling legs and hands when I see you,
my heart accelerating
and my neverending attentiveness to everything you do
sometimes i wanna just give in to the adhd stereotypes. FINE i'm lazy. so what. productivity is just society's way of perpetuating capitalistic ideals that i have to be on the grind constantly 24/7 or i am not 'useful' or a contributing member of society with no consideration that i am just another human being with my own desires, hobbies, hopes and dreams. and sometimes my 'dream' is to just somehow get by doing my stupid little drawings and being able to hang out with friends from time to time. why does it have to be 'ambitious' for it to be a dream? it's my fucking life let me live bro
i'm aaaaalso just procrastinating on studying for my exams. but i'm also woke and gay so that's ok.
This could be both Toji and Gojo or even Geto and I love how the fact that they all appeared in my mind shows how desperate I am😭🙏
just watched jjk for the first time.
I need that greasy, absent, gambling addicted, flip flop wearing, hunky gay dad BAAADDD
Been thinking nonstop about Mabel playing matchmaker for Ford and Mcgucket after reading the missing journal 3 pages. She makes a detailed presentation to convince Ford it’s worth a shot. She does a makeover montage for Mcgucket. Stan helps her because he’s sick of watching of Ford get in the way of his own happiness. May or may not even be writing a fic about it.
The roses are actually gizmos (cameras? communication devices? Lasers? Doesn’t matter) he made because he knew Ford wouldn’t care about flowers.
Also you can see me realize in real time how crazy Fiddleford’s posture is in the show and that something must be done about it. Give this man a mobility aide. And a house.
Instead of doing homework, I decided to make more fanart of moldy Ethan from the Hartig Net by @sodiumpentothol. Yep, I might be a little cooked for school tomorrow but at least we get Holy Thursday off🤠
Well, time to write four paragraphs in Spanish at 9:35pm!
going to skl tmrw, still chopped, maidenless, a wee bit gay and like 500 tests AND exam season someone js pull the trigger alr💔💔💔💔💔