grayson churchill

twenty, australian, ravenclaw (whatever that means)

[grayson-churchill]

trashcanhenry:

“poor toods, i bet he’s missing you cuddling him like a baby at 3 am,” henry smiled and took a deep breath when grayson said he loves him too. and of course henry loves him too and even if he was a little afraid to say it out loud it didn’t mean he didn’t feel it. but not saying anything is what ruined him and mason and henry did not want to repeat the same mistake again. “i’m pretty sure i said that to toodles,” he spoke with a small chuckle and took grayson’s hand in his, squeezing it. “but i love you too and i guess i can try not to get stabbed again,” he spoke and looked around. “what happened exactly? how long am i gonna stay here? i can’t stay here, we have a test tomorrow. but i’m so tired, can you just lie here with me and nap?”

‘probably. but i’ve got someone else to cuddle right now, don’t i?’ grayson pointed out as he squeezed into bed with henry happily wrapping his arms around him. ‘sure, okay. shut up, we’re finally on the same page.’ he dropped a kiss down to henry’s shoulder as they snuggled in and got warm and cozy. ‘no babe, school can wait. plus i’ll be ahead of you for a change. uh... you went out to buy soy milk and got stabbed and now you’re here. that’s all i know. but of course, i can lay and sleep with you.’

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henrik-lund:

henrik sat on the other side of the couch and rolled his eyes at grayson’s questions. he knew they were going to come and they weren’t going to stop and that he wasn’t the only one who’d ask them and henrik was ready for it all. ready to fight everyone who offends his precious kitten. “you have more hair than everyone else, you’re like a… furry,” he shrugged his shoulders and downed the rest of his drink. “she’s all good, koala, she’s better and happier than you are.”

‘she’s happier than i am? well fuck. i ought to work on my happiness, then!’ grayson joked, holding his hand out to pet the cat again as he too downed the rest of his drink. ‘why didn’t you just bring the whole bottle out, meatball? not holding out on me, are you?’

[grayson-churchill]

trashcanhenry:

henry just grinned widely and wrapped his arms around grayson’s neck. “ oh really? i thought you’ve already found your man after midnight? your dancing queen? why didn’t you take a chance on him, huh?” he teased, still smiling.

‘ikea? oh, we’re just friends. friends in LOVE but just friends.’ grayson grinned, shaking his head as he pulled henry in closer to him. ‘why? are you jealous you don’t have your dancing queen?’

[trashcanhenry]

they’ve gotten separated for a little bit, which henry did not mind at all. after all, they don’t need to be glued to the hip for the whole time, it’s not how a healthy relationship should be. and he had fun dancing and mingling with other people but the second he spotted grayson nearby, he just dumped whoever he was talking to and made his way towards him. “so what’s a guy like you doing in a stupid party like this?” henry winked at grayson and grinned widely.

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[grayson-churchill]

separated, but never forgotten. grayson was having a hell of a time with henrik singing and dancing to abba’s greatest just like they’d been doing the last time they saw each other. grayson was so happy that everyone was friends now, like.. maybe even proper friends. ‘hey sexy,’ he giggled, draping his arms around the boy’s waist and swaying with him. ‘just y’know, dancing, drinking. taking in all this party has to offer. hoping to meet someone extra cute and take him, maybe.’

[grayson-churchill]

VALENTINES DAY, 2018

grayson churchill attends the party with henry nichols, wearing a casual but dressy since australian’s don’t do fancy.

[grayson-churchill]

trashcanhenry:

henry let a small sigh because after he fought with both mason and mercer he just wanted to avoid the whole world. he even felt like he needs to avoid grayson too, afraid that he will also fuck things up between them and that was not something henry could easily get over. but later he realised how dumb that is and that way he’d lose him for sure but it didn’t change the fact that he felt miserable. “sorry, life got busy,” he mumbled and without any other word, he just wrapped his arms around grayson and nuzzled into his neck. 

‘that all?’ grayson asked as he wrapped his arms around henry and gave him a squeeze, just letting them stay there like that. he hated to intrude and keep pushing at henry to answer, but he had so many questions and... honestly, he was a healer, he had to heal these things. ‘what’s been going on with you and mercer, darling? you haven’t baked in days, that’s not normal.’

[grayson-churchill]

henrik-lund:

henrik took his time on purpose, wanting grayson to bond with rosie and to finally see that she’s not that scary as she looks. that and of course, watching him acting so weird was hilarious. but he TRUSTS him enough to know that he would never hurt rose. “yes, kangaroo?” he asked with a sweet smile as he walked back to the room with two glasses in his hands. “she seems to like you,” he added and put the glasses on the table and took rosie back and let her down on the floor. “see? putting a cat down on the floor isn’t that complicated. you don’t have cats in australia?”

‘tell me one thing, ikea,’ he started as he picked up the glass from the table and helped himself to henrik’s sofa (yes the same sofa he and henry would dry hump on later). ‘why would you be sadistic enough to turn your poor cat inside out? we have cats in australia, and they have fur... like most things. it’s strange that i have more hair than rosie. is it a condition? is she okay? will she live? oh god, is it cat cancer? i can donate my hair for a wig, oh. poor rosie. i’ll fund your gofundme page, baby!’ 

[grayson-churchill]

trashcanhenry:

henry woke up, all sore and dizzy and confused but overall fine. good. he was going to live. at first he didn’t know where he was and what happened but as seconds passed on he recognised his surroundings and more or less knew what happened and the most important, he spotted grayson sitting nearby and it just made him want to smile so wide. but this is henry we’re talking about. “be quiet, you fool,you’re louder than toodles at 3 am,” he grumbled but it was a loving grumble.

grayson smiled, almost having gotten up to go on a walk when henry started talking again and pressed a kiss to his hands. ‘i think it is 3am, toodles is probably screaming. anyway, you told me toodles went through trauma and now, i have too, y’know. my boy almost died and i didn’t even get to say i love you back because he blurted it out half asleep at 3am.’ he sat up to press a kiss to henry’s forehead. ‘well, i love you too. and never fucking get stabbed again. seriously, mate. to hear from ikea of all people. do you know how slowly he got the words out? so, i love you and never almost die again.’

[grayson-churchill]

GRAYSON CHURCHILL is a WIZARD of TWENTY TWO in RAVENCLAW who looks particularly like AVAN JOGIA, they are in their THIRD YEAR and study HEALING. if you asked anyone who knew them, they would describe them as FRIENDLY and a DAREDEVIL but also COCKY and BUSY.

so this one is grayson, he’s an australian boy wanting to be the best damn healer in the world

he was born n raised in australia and had a blast there, the ocean is his friends and he wishes he was there all of the time

however... he met a boy. a tiny little boy (idc don’t fuck with me caro henry is SMALL) anyway he’s 6′2 so any boy is small, but yeah he met henry in australia on an internship and there was just no one who understood him better so when he left, he felt like the light in his life left

he’s always known he’s gay, he never made a big deal about it because it just wasn’t... but when he first came home with a boyfriend in fourth year, his parents freaked out and he’s pretty much been on his own since

he moved in with his mate’s family and lived there until he was 18 and could support himself 

he pays for his own schooling, has always worked crazy hours and taking as many classes as he can 

he’s literally the definition of BUSY but somehow he has time for henry, and he has time for grayson so things just work out 

cats love him, even if he sometimes is scared of certain ones

he’s obvs studying healing and can NOT WAIT TO BE A PROPER HEALER IN THE HOSPITAL HE’LL BE THE BEST

he’s scared of commitment bc of the whole parents abandoning him thing but ya know he is who he is

some plot ideas: pals who just sit and study together, friends who will go out and party with him, DRINKING BUDDIES this boy drinks so much ok he’s australian, anyone with a cat 

[henrik-lund]

unlikely friendships

henrik ft. grayson // aesthetic moodboard 1/?

Waterloo - I was defeated, you won the war Waterloo - Promise to love you for ever more Waterloo - Couldn’t escape if I wanted to Waterloo - Knowing my fate is to be with you Waterloo - Finally facing my Waterloo

@grayson-churchill 

[grayson-churchill]

@trashcanhenry

technically, they weren’t even official but both of them also sort of were. all in all, as soon as he got the call from ikea, he wasted no time in rushing over the hospital and damn near wanting to take over henry’s treatment. thankfully, the hard part was over and he was in recovery so taking over the treatment was just sitting by his side and waiting for him to open his eyes. ‘wake up, please wake up. i moved across the world to be with you, you can not die here.’ even if... he asked anyone, dying wasn’t really a possibility but this was grayson and grayson was that dramatic.

[grayson-churchill]

@trashcanhenry

‘c’mere you, i haven’t caught you in days and we live together.’ grayson spoke worriedly as he stopped his non-boyfriend boyfriend at the door. ‘spend the day with me, i miss you. and i’m worried about you, hen. things are so tense in here even toodles has noticed.’

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henrik-lund:

henrik knew exactly that grayson was referring to his beloved kitten but he pretended he has no idea what the other’s talking about. “oh yeah, it’s HIDEOUS, isn’t it?” he rolled his eyes and pointed at the wall decoration they got from ikea, the one with a cat and a all guests must be approved by the cat written in comic sans in cursive. “i can’t believe this got approved,” he only shook his head because when he will become in charge of ikea, this will go away. “can you hold rosie? i’ll get us the drinks from the other room,” henrik asked sweetly and handed grayson rosie and with a sweet smile made his way to wherever he stocks alcohol.

‘oh no, don’t. i’m not... responsible! i’d eat her, i’ll drop her. oh my god, come back, ikea!’ grayson yelled after the other, his eyes wide as he held the cat out away from him and stared at her. was this even considered a cat anymore? but strangely, she liked him, started to purr and curled up in his arms and he was still terrified of the little monster. ‘ikeaaaa, come back!!’

[grayson-churchill]

henrik-lund:

henrik only rolled his eyes, deciding not to answer that question and just made his way to his apartment in silence. “do you want something to drink?” he asked politely as they walked in. “oh hi rosie!” he greeted that beloved testicle cat and picked her up to cuddle her and give her kitty smooches.

grayson was about to scream, to tell henrik not to panic and that there was a large demented mole rat in his house but he stayed quiet for a change. his eyes widened as the tall man picked her up and made him shudder because even he had more hair than that thing. what WAS it? was it rude to ask?! that didn’t look like an indoor animal!!! ‘er, whiskey? scotch? something strong, if you don’t mind. long day of... uh, ikea building. pardon me, but what the fuck is that?’

[grayson-churchill]

trashcanhenry:

“that’s what i thought,” he giggled and went back to petting baggy. “oh yeah, he absolutely hates you being here. i wouldn’t eat his brownies if i were you,” he rolled his eyes at silly grayson was and in all honesty, henry wouldn’t mind if he just moved in for good. “mhhhm, let’s go, the floor is lava,” he nodded his head and got up and made his way back to his room, all three cats because claw was up now as well, followed him.

‘will he poison me? is it bad i’ve already had a few?’ grayson got up as well, holding the duvet around them as all three cats followed them in and he just laughed at the sight. ‘are you sure this home is even big enough for all of us? three cats and three humans.’

[grayson-churchill]

TEXT ✉️: HENRY // GRAYSON

henry: i still think you're a loony

henry: my best mate hates me now so yeah, nothing much for me to do here

henry: how about new zealand? we could start a new life as kiwis????????????

grayson: like a canadian loonie?

grayson: darling, c'mon. he's most likely overreacting. is this the one dating ikea?

grayson: i'll talk to mr. ikea?????

grayson: don't insult me like that, i don't want to be a kiwi

[grayson-churchill]

fletchdup:

Coffee might give Grayson the wrong idea about the two of them being friends. Maybe they were. Fletcher hadn’t thought about it too much. “Sure. What’s up with the cat?”

grayson stood up and gestured for fletch to follow him to the nearest shit coffee shop the school had set up. ‘it just wakes up at 3am meowing. which wakes up the other two cats.’