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AS OF JULY 11TH, 2015, THIS BLOG IS AN ARCHIVE.
You can find me here.
AS OF JULY 11TH, 2015, THIS BLOG IS AN ARCHIVE.
You can find me here.
I’ve kind of lost my passion for this blog. I’m going on hiatus for now. We’ll see if I come back. No promises.
I’m glad people cant read my mind, because all they would hear is me saying l m a o to myself.
⇒ Indie Trans Clint Barton ⇒ Friendly and Semi-Selective ⇒ Must read Rules prior to interaction ⇒ Written by Hunter
↮ RULES ↮ ABOUT ↮ NAVI ↮
open to ocs and canons of all genders
“I never know what to say when a gay guy asks me out, you know?”
open to canons and ocs of all genders
“Okay, I know this is the second time this week I’ve spilled coffee on you, but I swear it isn’t on purpose.”
open to canons of all genders
“I’m honestly really regretting the whole spandex thing right now.”
open to all genders and to both canons and ocs.
“So, anyway, I’m like, ‘You can’t just lock me out cause I’m 5 minutes late’ and he’s all, ‘Yes, I can,’ and that’s why I am not in class.”
my anaconda don’t want none unless you read my rules, hun!!
vibraniiumheart & open
“Huh. You look familiar somehow.”
a-m-stark & open
“Thanks for the assist back there.”
as much as i am adoring my current most-posted in thread, i’d love some more. so starter call. anyone’s welcome this round.
And on the final note that the professor pointed out, commas are definitely important. Looking at her notebook and scribbled on the saying, she hated taking notes, but definitely helped with the whole studying it. Emma looked over to Peter and gave him her notebook, “Here you go.”
“Thanks,” Peter mutters. “Uh. Is it cool if I borrow these? I can give them back on Friday if that’s cool.” Friday was, of course, when they had this class again.
this boy literally has a superhuman sense that warns him of danger in advance, but still makes decisions like these.
“The dude in front of you was blocking the view so I don’t think so.” She mumbled as she continued to take down more notes. It was a few minutes before the class ended and she couldn’t wait to get back to her dorm and sleep everything off. “There’s about 300 hundred at least in this place so the chances of you getting caught is slim.”
“Christ,” Peter mutters and rubs his now drool-free face with his hands. He looks down at what’s left of his notes and then groans. It figures he’d fall asleep during a lecture on grammar. It’s the only thing about English which doesn’t come to him fairly naturally. Who cares about how you use commas, anyway? “That offer to let me copy your notes still stand?”
Giving him a small nod as she reaches into her pocket for her handkerchief. She didn’t mind at all if she gave it to him. he seemed like he needed it more anyway. “It’s fine, if you need notes. I’ll lend you my notebook.” So as she offered it to him, she continued to take down notes and properly listen this time.
“Oh my god,” Peter says, then wipes his face with the offered hanky. “Thanks. Wow. That’s super embarrassing. Do you think the professor noticed?” It’s one of those big lecture halls with like 500 people, so hopefully not, but you never know.
Emma was sipping her coffee, trying to get over her hangover. So as she listened and taking down notes, the loud snore erupting from her seat mate. She sighed and looked over to him, seeing the drool slipping out of his mouth. She used her pen to poke him away, “Hey, you’re drooling and snoring.”
“Mmguh,” Peter says. Someone in the lecture hall giggles as his head jerks upright. He blinks and looks around, finally focusing on Emma. Why is his face–Oh, gross. Also embarrassing. Fuck.
Face going red, Peter wipes away the drool. “Sorry.”