#somebodywithawifi

[nickaroo]

Without a heart for Annus? 👉👈

Pretty boi,,,,<333

Color palette here

[friendzoned61]

Idk if we can ask multiple times, but if so then soft boy for Annus?

X

Feel free to send multiple!

[happybirthday-unusannus]

You're def getting so many asks rn but do you know the vid for june 14? All I know is that I nvr watched that vid lmao

June 14th's video was "Will We Break the Boards... Or Will They Break Us?" and all I remember was that uh. The boards broke them, but not as bad as the dog toys.

[tox-city]

Beach babe with Annus or Dark! 👉👈👉👈 I'm always requesting them lol

dark your beloved @somebodywithawifi

also yes he fancy n bowtie bc i wanted damien vibes 👉👈

[iamvegorott]

Okay but that Teacher au is amazing, and I'd love a drabble about it (on your own time of course) :)

Does the beginning of Mad’s first day count? -------------------------------

Mad found himself on his hands and knees for his first day of class, picking up the textbooks he had managed to knock over. He made a note to himself to glue some of these back together. They had seen the worst during the few years they’ve been used. Mad wanted new ones, but he was told no by the school board. 

“Shit man, you’d knock over the books?” A student chuckled as he came into the room. 

“Yes, they were all stacked up and I hit them with my hip.” Mad sighed. 

“Lemme help ya.” The student plopped his bag on a random desk and crouched down, helping grab the last couple of textbooks. “Damn, these things are half dead.” 

“You’re telling me.” Mad straightened up. “Thank you for helping.” 

“No problem, don’t need the new teach freaking out on us.” The student tried making the textbooks look somewhat decent. 

“Oh-” Mad stopped himself. He could have some fun with this. “Have you heard anything about this ‘new teach’?” 

“Not really. All I got is that this is his first year.” The student shrugged. “Name’s Zach, by the way.” 

“Mad.” Mad smiled when Zach chuckled. 

“That’s a killer name, man.” Zach perked up when a different student came in. “Bro! How you’ve been!?” Zach walked off to talk with who was clearly a friend. Mad stayed at the textbooks and watched the rest of the students make their way in as well. 

“Hopefully the new teacher isn’t lost or something.” One of the girls said to the person sitting next to her. 

“If he’s late, does that mean we can leave?” The friend asked with a giggle. The students all paused their conversations when the bell rang, they continued talking but made their way to seats, sticking to their little groups. 

“You can sit here, Mad.” Zach gestured to the seat in front of him. Mad noted that there were only two empty spots full but thankfully not overflowing. 

“Thank you for the offer, but I have a seat already.” Mad went to the whiteboard, grabbed a marker, and wrote;

Maddrick Alexander; he/him

“Oh shit.” Zach cursed while the rest of the class shared shocked whispers. 

“My name is Maddrick Alexander, my pronouns are he/him and you may feel free to refer to me as Mr. Alexander, but I am more inclined to respond to Mad.” Mad chuckled as the students just stared at him as he grabbed a pile of papers from his desk. “Let’s get started, shall we?”

[aspendrawaw]

Sorry if this sounds dumb or ignorant, but what exactly is greyromantic? I mean its valid no matter what, but I never actually figured it out ;-;

Nope your ok!

Greyromantic is someone who does experiences romantic attraction but very rarely!

[lostcybertronian]

For the kissing prompts, can you do under the stars and love for dochost? Its alright if not!

Title: Space Movie

“Do you remember what the stars look like?” The question popped into his head randomly. Though, Dr. Iplier supposed, it wasn’t quite randomly; they were watching a space movie, after all.

“The Author did not have much opportunity to look at the stars,” the Host mused. He cocked his head toward the television screen. “Nor did he have much interest in it.”

“Those awful dead trees blocked out the sky.”

“But yes,” the Host said, returning his head on the doctor’s shoulder, “the Host remembers the stars.”

Dr. Iplier nodded. Smiled. Pressed a kiss to the Host’s mess of black-gold curls. “I’m glad.”

[fischyplier]

Ik you're probably getting alot of asks but I really hope you're doing well! You seem like a lovely person and most of your blog is just shouting out smaller creators anyways. Hope things turn out well 💜

I’m doing much better now thank you! You guys are so kind thanks! And yeah when I see new people, artists or smaller blogs I try to reblog em! <3