im not gonna be able to sleep tonight like a toddler too excited for christmas
but not because of christmas 😔 because of byler & vol2 😔😔😔 its over for me bro im gone
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im not gonna be able to sleep tonight like a toddler too excited for christmas
but not because of christmas 😔 because of byler & vol2 😔😔😔 its over for me bro im gone
OH MY FUCKKNG GOD PREPARE TO BE FLOODED
I go back l and forth about whether I feel like I live in Mad Max Fury Road or Mordor more but sometimes this shit shows up grey and throws us into a Steven King novel.
Today was a Steven King day.
(Thats 5 pm, 3pm and 9am respectively. First two pics are mine, last isn't but I was there a few hours before the fires hit lol)
I'm Going Down - Rose Royce
Car Wash (1976)
Do you like tackle hugs or just from the Little Stars?
Tackle hugs? Do you mean…glomping?
I like these tackles hugs from my little stars, yes. All I feel is a small “thump” and I know it is them trying their damn hardest to topple Papa. Though, coming from a lover? It is amusing to see a body keep trying to knock me down. I know how to brace myself well. However, if I were to be glomped by my partner? Make sure it is coming from the front.
You all know how I am with surprises.
cant believe i’ve never been to Urbino and it’s a 2 hours drive away what am i doin
Who's a procrastinator so instead of studying asks for prompts to write? You're right. Here is a Steca's something to keep my sanity
Big thanks to my awesome partner in crime @mitchsentrash for encouraging my writing instead of make me study. You're the best, dude.
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No. This was what she always judged on those dumb characters that Chloe oh so much loved. Who the fuck would get in such embarrassing situation?
She wasn't the smartest person alive, but at least she always had elaborated plans for whenever a problem came her way. It was maybe one of the few things she approved about herself. But then again, she was one of the people Chloe loved -fictional or not. And she wished teleportation was a real thing.
Looking at her sides hoping that no one could see her, she spotted the leggy brunette she admired whenever she visited the music store walking her way with an expression she couldn't decipher. Of course she had somehow pissed all the gods out there to have such bad karma.
“You look stuck” Stacie -she could never forget her name since she heard it a year ago- informed with a smirk.
“No shit, Sherlock” Beca couldn't help the sarcastic answer that escaped her lips. Thing she thanked since her body was on fire under those chocolate orbs’ inspection. She hated how gay she could be sometimes. “Could you help me?” she swallowed hard and asked her for a way to release her hand from the stupid machine. Damn Chloe and her time for cravings.
“I could… but first, I need to know how you ended in this situation” Beca felt her knees become jelly-O at the soft touch of Stacie's hand. “This may hurt a little” she continued inspecting the way her hand was locked in the machine's slot.
“My best friend's baby is already a picky creature about candies and Chloe’s puppy's eyes are the worst thing you could witness, so I tried to get the fucking Twist out in order to avoid their retaliation against their mom” even if she was really excited to get to know and love Little Bean, she sometimes hated to always be the one who chose the perfect moment to appear.
“How'd say that the badass girl obsessed with black outfits and piercing eyes would be such a softie” Stacie said as she finally got to release her hand. The sigh of relief that escaped Beca's lips made the taller girl to smile proudly at herself. “The bill will be a Skittles” Beca almost broke her neck at the whiplash she did and she was sure she melted at the megawatt smirk she saw on Stacie's face. Oh sweet Jesus, she was whipped already.
“Yeah… not gonna happen. I need both hands to work” she shook her head 'no’ being careful not to smash the goddamn sweet. “Though you could get coffee instead” no, she definitely didn't dance internally at her flirting skills.
“It's settled, then” Stacie quickly took her phone off of her back pocket and handed it to her. “I'll call you later and we'll come with a date for that coffee” she smiled as Beca finished to add herself in her contact list. “Your friend is lucky to have you” she nodded in approbation
“She should stop sending me to battles, then” God knows she'd give her life for the redhead.
“I bet she has faith on you” Stacie said before starting to walk backwards. “Can't wait to get to know you, Beca” and before she could formulate the question about how she knew her name, Stacie had already disappeared down the hallway.
Smiling to herself she made a mental note to thank Chloe for making her realize that, maybe being a dumbass wasn't a bad thing if she got to get cute girls asking her for a date.
I CANT FIND THIS BILL FIC I READ A WHILE AGO BASICALLY THE READER IS A YEAR OLDER AND EVERY TIME THEY GET CLOSE ENOUGH TO KISS SHE PUSHES HIM AWAY BC HE’S A YEAR YOUNGER AND EVENTUALLY ON ONE OF BILLS BDAYS THEY GET TOGETHER HELP ME