Hi just wanted to say I love snowed in!! Thank you sm for sharing
😭 thank you for the kind words and support!!!! I'm so excited to bring you guys the ending in the next few months, but also so sad it will actually be over! 💙💙💙
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Hi just wanted to say I love snowed in!! Thank you sm for sharing
😭 thank you for the kind words and support!!!! I'm so excited to bring you guys the ending in the next few months, but also so sad it will actually be over! 💙💙💙
Hi, I found you on twitter and well, I really wanted to ask you something but, maybe for a restriction, I can't dm you, so I'll try here if you are free and want to spend your time listen to me. Thank you for the attention anyways 😊
I'm not really active here anymore (as I'm sure you can see!) But hi, I'm here if you want to ask something/talk!
So we went to Orlando anyway and got to go to star wars lol...
Super first world problems but this stupid ass hurricane is ruining the first family vacation in over 6 years that me, my bros, and my mom have been planning for 6 months like why the fuck of all weekends did it have to be this one?
All I wanted was a nice vacation with my family that involved too much food and nice theme parks and just hanging with my brothers, but no. Nope. Dorian isn't even a good name.
Fun fanfic writer fact!
Someone posted a really nice, long, comment on an old fic that I never finished (it was a 2 part fic that I just never got through a mental block to finish) and guess what? I've been thinking about that story and the second part for 2 days straight since I saw the comment. I haven't updated it since 2015! I haven't thought of it since then too! But now I am and I might just follow up and finish it because of this one single person who took the time to write me a comment because they liked my writing!
It's not even a pairing I delve into anymore, but guess what? Old habits die hard and now I am remember what I wanted to do and want to finish it!
The whole point of this post is to just say if you ever feel on the edge of commenting on a fic, reblogging, adding tags or sharing how much you enjoyed it, don't hesitate. Do it! Because it would really mean a whole lot to someone, brighten their day, or even remind them that a thing you like and a thing they liked still exists and they should totally create more content for both of you because God, who would have thought someone else would enjoy a little fanfiction so much?
This has been a psa!
I baked some cupcakes today! Lemon with a strawberry filling.
I named them 'I'd cross the stars for you.' Cause I'm a nerd like that.
When they move in together, Bart doesn't leave Jaime's side for at least a week. He attaches himself to Jaime's side, holding him right when they're relaxing on the couch, making sure they're pressed as close together during the night. Jaime doesn't need a blanket with how Bart lays across him while they sleep.
He's happy, Jaime knows. He's affectionate and smiling and can't seem to stand still, not that he ever did before but...still. He loves having Jaime so close.
And after their boxes are unpacked, Bart starts to decorate. Starts to nest. He makes sure they have five blankets in the living room for movie nights, comfort, and snuggling up during winter nights. He puts pictures in the hallway, of them, of their friends, of their life from here to now and everthing in between. All their clothes have a place, in the closet and cabinets and mingled together with old shirts that both of them wear. Their kitchen has roosters decorating it, all rustic and a farm feel that Jaime recognizes as family heirlooms. It's red and white and checkered. It feels like he's back at a big Allen family dinner, except when his mother comes to check in and the air smells of spice and cooking meat and Bart looks more and more like home whenever he looks at him smiling, helping his mom with a plate of empanadas, and keeps sneaking spoon fulls of filling when he thinks no one is looking.
It's dark, the night is old, and Bart is laying across him with drool on his cheek, snoring softly as the glow of the TV screen make his features look sharper than they are. The couch is new, but already feels worn. There's three blankets throw around them and pillows against his back. Jaime looks from the nearly finished movie to the man in his lap sleeping with his hair fallen in his eyes. Jaime cards his fingers through his hair, staring, feathering the tip of his finger across the round of his cheek. He's warm. He's soft. Jaime can feel his chest swelling.
"I love you," he says to the quiet of the room, even if Bart can't hear him, simply because it's the truth. "I love you."
Bart does not like photoshoots, but her Halloween costume is adorable!
Key lime pie (and mini ones!). My first ever and I think I did a decent job if I do say so myself!
Fact: Bartimaeus is very very intrigued by the rain.
My new Disney merch! They had some really good stuff this time and I am a sucker for haunted Mansion and tower of terror~
Look at these cute ass gay mickey ears some dad was angry about in disney. They are fuckin great, die mad.
I support you. Also for ALL that is good and (un)Holy PLEASE write that!!!
BLESS! I am actually writing this because I WILL make Tim get fucked by Venom because I can't!
Tim is going to meet Tony Stark for whatever and Venom is like 'hello pretty, I really like touching you' and Tim calls Conner like 'hey babe, our sort of other boyfriend is real interested in jerking me off in this car, you cool?' and Kon is like 'yes please, I wanna listen'
And then they FUCK.
Me, 2 beers in on this Thursday night in Orlando not having to go to work tomorrow:
What if Tim gets alien fucked by venom in a car while phone sexing Kon.
Also sounding. Alien tentacle sounding. Yeah. 😎
Lizard: A Saga
Tim and Kon are road tripping to Smallville, just taking their time actually driving just the two of them, taking in sights and listening to music and eating at roadside diner's, talking for hours.
But there are the moments when it's late, when they haven't gotten to the motel yet or Conner wants to drive just a little bit longer that everything is quiet. The road is near empty, dark in between the spatter of old streetlights on the outer edges of a suburbia Conner can't name. Tim is sleeping, his head against the window and door, huddled up using a hoodie as a blanket and his arm as some sort of cushion.
Kon keeps glancing between the road and Tim's figure, illuminated briefly when they speed under a light, glowing in low hues. He's distracted, he knows, but it's just them and the road and he risks his stolen looks. Tim's beautiful. He always is.
Tim stirs after some time, right cheek imprinted red from his makeshift pillow. He stretches as best he can while still sitting in a car. Conner can't look away.
"What is it?" He yawns, "I can feel you looking at me. We almost there?"
"No," Conner smiles, reaching across to brush a disheveled strand of hair from his eyes. "Not yet. I just wanted to look at you."
Tim shakes his head, a shy press of a smile at his lips. "Well, we should stop soon. You need to rest too."
"I know, I will. You can go back to sleep. I'll wake you up when we stop."
He runs his knuckles across Tim's cheek, soft, and Tim leans into the cress, warm and pressing in a ghost of a kiss. He shifts, getting back into the semi-resemblance of comfort.
Conner drives a little bit longer, his eyes between the road and Tim, but never leaving Tim for long.