#audrey923

[lyhall]

Shnipple. “Aw man, I have a gay phone now.”

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audrey923 replied to your post: I feel sick to my stomach. I’m up again at 3 am,...

You okay sweetie? If you need to talk, I can’t sleep either, so I’m up.

I'm really not :( I'll send you an ask.

trashyfiction replied to your post: I feel sick to my stomach. I’m up again at 3 am,...

hold on, just breathe for a moment. remember that other people care and will feel a little better to see you relaxing for even a couple breaths. just breathe. just sit. we care

I'm breathing. I am...I just don't know what to do with all of this right now. I'm so tired :(

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rightundermyskin replied to your post:  

Oh darling dear, I know the feeling :( *hugs*

audrey923 replied to your post:  

Hey! I hope you feel better soon, I know things can get pretty shitty, and I have days like this too, but keep your chin up, because there are people that love you and love spending time with you!

I'll try. I will. *hugs*

zoe-alleyne replied to your post:  

*virtual hug* Did you get my msg? Or is tumblr being an idiot again? (*sigh*)

I got it and sent one back, I believe, but I'll send my reply again. Tumblr keeps eating so many of ours.

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audrey923 answered your question: Do you guys think rice krispies go better with...

supernatural definitely

All righty then, it's decided!

[audreylynnsart-blog]

Well, This would be my new art blog.

My old one was annoying, and I hated it... so here we go, starting fresh. 

I'm audrey, I'm a sophomore at MICA, illustration major with a graphic design concentration. 

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bekin8tor answered your question: serious question: how the hell are you supposed to...

I would tell you if I knew lol

okoyn answered your question: serious question: how the hell are you supposed to...

no clue at all. one time I thought a guy was just trying to be funny when he was flirting HARD. I just don’t expect it so I miss it XD

audrey923 answered your question: serious question: how the hell are you supposed to...

the eternal question. i’m asking myself that constantly.

I'm glad I'm not the only one mystified by this!

Sometimes I wish humans were more like animals in that they have a particular mating call, you know? It's hard with everyone doing their own thing...

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audrey923 started following you

HELLO? HI I LOVE YOU TWO STRAGGLERS TOO

[belovedmuerto]

ficlet 4!

audrey923 gave me: collarbone, siren, rum… :P

And I give you this.

He hears the blare of the siren at the same time John’s lips press to his collarbone, and Sherlock is certain for a few seconds that the siren is only in his head. But John pulls back though, breath short, face flushed, and looks up at him, then down to the mouth of the alley. Two police cars speed by, lights flashing, sirens blaring. “We should go home,” John breathes; the warmth of it across the just-kissed wetness on Sherlock's collarbone makes him shiver in pleasure. Sherlock can’t even find words at that moment, so he nods, intent upon John’s lips, John’s breath, John’s scent, John’s body pressed against his. After an eternity, pressed together, both trying to catch their breath, debating giving in to the desire to resume snogging, John steps back with a barely suppressed groan. He takes Sherlock’s hand and starts to lead him towards the street. Sherlock follows, blind to everything but John, who is looking back at him with a grin. “No more rum shots, Sherlock. I mean it.” Sherlock nods, then gasps in surprise when John whips him around and presses him against the wall again, leans in, leans up, presses, and murmurs in his ear, “At least, not when we’re not at home.”