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#hugo.#q.

imessage:&&HUGO

mal: had to pee today AND COULD NOT FIND A BATHROOM ANYWHERE

mal: why does our city have like no public bathrooms???

mal: concerned citizen right here

hugo: please tell me you found one. are you okay? that can be VERY unhealthy.

hugo: you should write a strongly worded letter or something. get your voice heard!

#text.#malbshp

mlsduran:

“got high last night and ended up tellin’ this guy all about the difference between structural unemployment and cyclical unemployment and then we start talkin’ about trump and he pulls out this hat that says ‘make america gay again’, but my dumb ass read it wrong and i start goin’ off in economical terms. i feel bad as fuck about it, but he was cute about it. like, nice, i mean.”

“‘m’sure he understood or, well, even if he didn’t he probably found it really endearin’ either way, so, that’s a win-win f’r you, my friend! but go on, indulged me, what is the difference between - between those two things y’jus’ said.”

#mlsduran #chatter.

sumiiiiii:

“Holy Shit! I can’t believe someone just died in the art museum.” She said while sniffling and wiping her eyes. “They were just observing and laughing, but then someone cracked an hilarious joke which we all thought was pretty funny! But then boom he can’t stop laughing, and he’s just dead. I think I’ve seen Grim too many times these past couple of days.”

they want to comfort her, but they’re honestly just far too confused at the moment, “what the hell could have been so funny in an art museum? what were they lookin’ it? was it a picture of a naked person? they always made me an’ my friends life, but, uh, c’mon! look at it this way, there are worst ways t’go, yeah?” they try to offer a comforting smile, but it comes out as more of a grimace because of what a poor job they are doing at making someone feel better, “’d make friends with them if i were you, Grim, i mean. might come in handy, y’know?”

#sumiiiiii #chatter.

louisafalco:

louisa was not paying attention to anything that surrounded her as she rushed down the unusually busy street. she was texting somebody when she tripped over something. her eyes widened as she fell over somebody. “oh my god, i’m so sorry!” her cheeks turned a soft shade of red and she was feeling really awkward as she was literally on top of that person.

hugo’s not exactly the quickest off the draw, but it doesn’t really take a genius to understand something is clearly amiss when one minute you’re standing and then next minute you’re, well, not. “don’t worry about it!” they’re quick to assure before even seeing their assailant, “my brother always says ‘ve got a thick skull. no ‘arm done!” hugo looks up with a big grin, further confirmation that they aren’t angry, though, upon sight of louisa it falters and their face grows sadder, more confused and hurt than angry, “oh. hey. s’you. you were the las’ person i was expectin’ ... you, uh, you said you were outta’ town for a few days...” they open their mouth to say more, but shut it quickly, continuing to frown.

#chatter.#louisafalco

viktorgoth:

“By all means,” Viktor replied, nodding towards the bottle. He’d already poured himself another shot, so the bottle could now belong to his drinking companion for the night. “Just one? I suppose you’re going to tell me you’ve got to be up early in the morning for your bloody job or something?” The Goth’s features twisted in one of disgust just from the idea of having some nine to five job. The heir never had to work a day in his life, and he was utterly disgusted by the thought. “I won’t say I’m not going to take your drinks, but once you’ve had four or five then we can discuss you wimping out on me, how about that?”

fuck. hugo was hoping this man would be defensive of his liquor, but then again, this is viktor goth - he probably bathes in the stuff. their smile is wavering as they bring the bottle to their lips and try to let as little as possible pass through, even then it’s too much and hugo’s shuddering. they practically throw the bottle back down and make a face that, they imagine, looks very similar to those online videos of toddlers sucking lemons. “urgh. hm? no, uh,” they roughly wipe their mouth on their sleeve, “well, yeah, i am working tomorrow but,” they cough, completely losing it, “not a big fan of alcohol. don’t know if you can tell?” an embarrassed laugh, then widened eyes, “i couldn’t do four or five, nu-uh! i’m wimpin’ out now, lemme’ tell you. i’ll keep you company and, uh, carry you home but - but me drinkin’ is a no-go for everyone.” they want to say a no-go for hu-go, but they don’t think such a charming human being would find them very funny.

#viktorgoth #chatter.

okelii:

&. — glancing down at the papers in the stranger’s hands, he quickly opened the messenger bag resting at his side, and realizing that the paper he had just written had disappeared, let out a sigh. “shit,” he gingerly took the papers he was being offered and tucked them away securely in their bag before returning their attention back to the other, giving them a smile. “thank you, seriously. i think i’d die if i didn’t turn this in today…” he must be tired, he’s not usually the type to share even something so minor, “yeah. yeah, i’m fine, thank you, just a little tired.”

well, they certainly feel helpful! they’d rather this individual not have lost their work at all, but, hugo was feeling pretty heroic that they’d returned something of clear importance to them - the smile is thanks enough and hugo is eager to return it. “no problem-o! looks complicated, all those words and stuff, musta’ took a lotta’ time. so, you’re a student?” it’s phrased a question, though it’s probably a correct assumption, but they’ve never been one to assume, “what do you study? i guess english, with all those words, but i dunno!” hugo’s shrugs animatedly, a large gesture they hope might cheer the other up. “well, if uh, your thing doesn’t hafta’ be handed in for another hour or so i can - we can head back a lil’ there and i could get y’a coffee. m’openin’ up so you’d be my first customer of the day! before the machines get all cranky and gross - if you’d like.” they stop their little spiel before flashing a big, toothy grin and awaiting the answer.

#okelii #chatter.

Text: Hugo.

Lenny: if you're trying to convey to ur doctor that u have a sore throat, but can't think of that particular phrase, i beg of you, think of something more appropriate than "I feel like I've been deepthroating a cactus all day"

Hugo: I'll be sure to write that down somewhere!

Hugo: Hope the throat feels better! xo

#text.#fcklennygrayley

fclixsong:

As Felix worked up a sweat on the treadmill, she focused on the steady beat of the musical-gibberish blasting from the Skye Fitness’ workout playlist. From across the gym, however, the person sitting at the weight machine caught her eye. Felix couldn’t help but openly gawk at them, her judgement obvious. Their blatantly incorrect form was causing genuine concern within the girl.

Slowing her pace to a gentle sprint, she turned to the person on her left. “That is a perfect example on how not to use that machine. Like, should I go over and help them?”

currently engrossed in a one-on-one battle with their headphone wire, it took hugo a while to realise it was them that the stranger was adressing and their answer comes almost a whole minute later. they’re still tugging and flailing the blue plastic ( honestly, who makes these things? nasa?! ) as they focus their gaze on this lady’s area of interest.

“wha - ?” they spot the individual, “wait. that’s not how you use it? that would explain the unnatural burning in my knees...” they trail off, brow furrowed as they awkwardly scratched at their elbow, clearly embarrassed. “i mean, there is staff and stuff around. m’sure one o’them will come help. but if it was me,” and it has been them, “i’d want someone t’tell me. quietly. and subtly.”

#chatter.#fclixsong #i tried to make this as ... unassuming as possible o my gosh

okelii:

&. — “i am so sorry but i have… i have no idea what you just said.” the student squeezed his eyes shut for a moment, trying to gather up the energy they needed to continue participating in any sort of conversation. he hadn’t slept a wink last night, too caught up in finishing his homework that by the time the sun came up, he was already supposed to be in class. letting out a deep breath, eli shook his head clear of his thoughts, “sorry, okay, uh— what?”

hugo gawks for a moment, mouth opening and closing as it desperately tries to force words out but their brain is yet to decide which ones. though, this individual seems on another plain of existence right now, so hugo reckons that being patient and simply just repeating themself would be best, “uh, i was headin’ into work and these,” they hold up their hand, gently waving the four sheets of paper they’re holding. their grip is loose as they don’t want to smudge or damage them, “they seemed t’be followin’ y’down the street. jus’ didn’t want y’to lose ‘em that’s all.” they offer the papers, “are you alright?”

#chatter.#okelii #donut tell them you're tired.#they will feed you coffee.

viktorgoth:

“Please tell me you’re going to join me for a drink. Or t w e l v e.” Viktor stretched both arms over the back of the couch he was seated at, gesturing to the already almost empty bottle. “I may have gone ahead and taken your first couple along with mine, but there’s plenty more where that came from.”

clumsily, hugo prods and shoves a sweaty lock of hair under their beanie. honestly, why did they offer to clean the machines out the day they were going to bump into a Goth, it’s like the universe was testing them. hugo hadn’t studied. “hm? me? uh, sure i could do one,” they sit down slowly as though viktor could tell them to buzz off any second, after all, they look like chalk and cheese sat together right now. hugo’s embarrassed, they’re never usually so unkempt, what they lack in appearance right now they try to make up with confidence, “i couldn’t do twelve, though. y’don’t hafta’ worry about that,” they gesture to the bottle, “may i?”

#chatter.#viktorgoth #he's so dapper. even I'M intimidated by him

current mood ‘cause this is gonna’ be so LIT !!

#simsintro #why is my timezone like this.

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harry styles gif icons.

◟ * ･ﾟ✧ by clicking RIGHT HERE, you’ll be directed to +1,000 gif icons of harry styles sized in 75x75 dimensions. not even one of these are made by me, all of them have been collected through the years, and all i did was crop, resize and edit them, so full and complete credit to the rightful owners. all of them (or most of them i guess) are from 2014 to 2016, so this hunt it’s full of his gorgeous stage of long marvelous hair. i will be updating this regularly because i still have a ton more gifs to share w/ yall. you can do whatever you want w/ these just don’t repost please, a like and/or reblog will be gladly appreciated.

#resources.#until easter break when i can make my own #and these are just lovely <3

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