#smoshydorks

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2, 29, 101 for the ask thingy

2: Top 3 Disney Movies: Inside Out, Tangled, The Princess and the Frog

29: Top 3 guilty pleasures: Grease, Twilight (i’m so sorry it started as an inside joke and now just ahh), and Ever After High

101: Top 3 school memories: The trip to Quebec, the Sexy Six (friend group that has since lost touch ;-;), and pretty much all of fifth grade

Thanks! <3

Ask me my top threes

[holmessexual-subtext]

12 and 20 ❤️

Thank you Maria! <3

12. A fic you wish you had written better, and why?

Everything written before Osculation. But if I had to be specific, I have to say that I wish I had written Will You Leave Them Stunned and Stuttering? better. I feel like I rushed with that entire fic when I could have not, you know? It’s been more than a year since I posted the fic, and until now I still think about scenes I could have inserted into the fic somewhere. I could have made it a slow burn kind of fic. It’s honestly one of my regrets.

20. 4 sentences from your work that you’re proud of

1.) He knows that it’s not there—standing in front of the ocean, wordless, as Anthony runs towards the waves—when he falls in love with him, knows that it’s been happening all this time, slowly but surely, but he also knows that this is the first time he’s acknowledged the light, fluttery feeling in his chest, despite not having anything—blood, veins, and heart. (This Memory of You I Cannot Erase)

2.) He, with the hands made of cotton and silk, with the eyes the color of chocolate and whisky, with the tongue made of fire, with the heart made of galaxies Ian cannot begin to comprehend, deserve far more (far better) than someone like Ian, who is made of gravel and glass and words that are always inked and never breathed into life. (Living Men in This Time of Insatiable, Yet Dying Lovers)

3.) There’s no pretending this, because there is a menu in his hand with a list of food that aren’t just fried, there’s a smooth wooden table beneath his palm instead of a plastic one with paper placemats, and there’s a man sitting across him instead of a boy, a long and complicated history separating him from Ian, making him seem farther away than he really is. (Right Place, Right Time)

4.) You are Ian because the man who’s slowly rolling his hips as he thrusts into you on a thin mattress in a seedy motel room is whispering that name like it’s a prayer you are not supposed to be privy to. (You are Michael)

Send me a cool ask for fic writers!

[holmessexual-subtext]

No fics can trap me and have me glued to my computer screen and and make me feel so many emotions like yours, your writing is so perfect Patricia I love your fics, your last fic destroyed me in the best way ❤️❤️

yoooo maria omg im so happy you liked the fic <3 <3 <3 i felt so ???? when i was writing this fic so i was really worried you guys wouldn’t like it and im so happy you guys do! <3

*hugs you*

[adorablysmoshy]

hugs* pass this on to your 10 favorite followers. Remember don't break the chain ♡♡

omg this is so sweet, thank you<33 *hugs you back*

(i won’t do it tho, cause i can’t pick just 10 followers)

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hugs* pass this on to your 10 favorite followers. Remember don't break the chain ♡♡

aww thank you <3

[holmessexual-subtext]

smoshydorks replied to your post: “i won’t b...”

I can record it if you want c: and upload it, or maybe it will be uploaded to the smosh channel after is over

aww, thanks hon! you don’t have to, though. i’m pretty sure they’ll upload it on the channel when it’s over. i’m just bummed out because i won’t get to livetweet and chat with you guys during the livestream.