#twitter dm

[antagames]

Anta, I came here to ask for Jester's hand in marriage 🤵🏻‍♀️ 💍 (I'm delusional)

You might have to get in line...

[warmglowofsurvival]

[blackcheesygirl]

Pikeman finding recruits for the Woodscouts:

[stylesnews]

A fan shared these encouraging words Harry sent her on this day one year ago - 16/10/19

[dobriksyear]

David Twitter DM'd two C.O.D. World Champions mid twitch stream to play Warzone!

[smiisevenwhyplus]

i sent youtooz a dm and theyre very wholesome

[castawxayaway]

One Sided: A Twitter Series, Part Three

Little bit of a change up, hope you like it! And thank you to the anon who asked for part three :) 

/ One / Two / Three / Four / Five / Six / Seven

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Quick note: as it is in Ashton’s point of view the time difference has changed, just to save confusion! 

“Cal! Cal?” I yelled as I walked through the front door ignoring the beeping on my phone. Closing the front door I slipped out of my jacket and placed it on the sofa expecting to see Calum sat across it, yet it was vacant. Turning around I aimlessly wandered around, hoping to come across him without having to go upstairs. “Calum, you even here?” Muttering to myself I tried to think if he told me he was going out, whether he would have gone to get some food. 

Heavy footsteps hurried down the stairs and as I turned Calum rushed past me. Following him I saw him slip his shoes on and pause, realising that I lived here too. “Oh hey Ash.” He huffed as he searched for a jacket, “Didn’t know you were home, good time?” I nodded in response, knowing it wouldn’t be worth distracting him with todays events. 

“You off somewhere?” Moving the topic away from me I couldn’t help but notice how he looked fresh. He’d put on some stronger aftershave and bothered finding a better jacket. 

He paused on the spot with one foot in the air as he tied up his shoelaces. Coughing quietly he finished tying his lace, “Just out, I’ll be back late. You going anywhere tonight?” Shaking my head in response I collapse down on the sofa until I hear the front door shut. 

After a while of absentmindedly listening to the constant ringing and pinging of my phone I reached for it out of my pocket. Seeing the time, 7:27pm. The wave of notifications continued as always, it’s never ending and sometimes I can’t help but delete some social media apps for a while just to get some needed piece. I scroll through various posts, seeing if there is anything important, as I search my eyes lock on one twitter message. Usually there are hundreds each day, they flood my inbox and it’s difficult to take at times but this one caught my eye. 

Unlocking my phone with this message and name in mind I find it, clicking on it and read the message over. 

7:29pm: Hi Ashton, 

As my eyes read across each word I moved to sit up, then my I rested my arms on my legs to have my phone closer to my face. Her words were different, there was something about them that was heartfelt, she almost understood. The amount of times I’ve wanted to pause, stop everything for a little while longer has been tempting me for weeks and no one has taken it as it is. Instead it gets twisted, manipulated to be a catchy title or headline to pull people in, she’s seeing past it, the truth behind the bold words. 

I kept reading the conversation between her and someone else, glancing at the clock behind me. 7:35 pm, it was almost 4am to her, yet she was awake, helpless. Clicking on the box to type something out my thumbs hovered, unsure what to type back to this person who in a sleep deprived state understood more than anyone I’ve met. 

[castawxayaway]

One Sided: Twitter Series

​so this is it, a new series I’m starting and yes, it’s a bit different to the others but let me know what you think :)

​ ​masterlist / request / submit

One /Two / Three / Four / Five / Six / Seven

The darkness grew around me yet I never felt more awake. Sleep was a distant memory I wished for at this time and wanted nothing more than tiredness to lace my mind for just one night.

Picking up my phone I try and listen to calming music, an entire playlist set up with piano, soft melodies to avail the heaviness of being awake and never completely shutting off.

3:22am. 26.7.16

So far it has been a night of deep thoughts, and not always good ones. My thoughts have been so deep I struggled to come up for air and felt as if I were drowning. Everything was becoming too much, I couldn't have a moment's peace.

Friends from all around the world had been contacted, I knew that for them it was around 10, 11pm maybe meaning they'd happily talk for a few more hours. Anna probably knew the most therefore was the easiest to talk to about it all when I couldn't sleep. Despite this was a reoccurring issue the others didn't quite grasp it, the subtle messages of being awake at 5 in the morning on a tuesday night didn’t register as alarming, except to Anna who saw how sleep deprived I was on facetime, I couldn’t hide behind a filter on snapchat there. 

She suggested I message someone else, a person who I could feel comfortable with and be honest without fear of judgement. So, I typed out my message then erased it, convinced it was daft.

Holding my phone in my grip I pondered over the words that lingered in my mind, maybe it won’t be so bad, it’s always worth a try. 

Clicking back onto the little bird surrounded by a blue box I went back to my messages and retyped it out, hoping she’d answer like the others have done so far. 

3:23am:  Hey Liz! Just wanted to say congratulations on getting the job sorry I've been so vacant on the chat for a while. I had a favour to ask of you and I understand entirely if you aren't willing to.

Patiently I waited, convinced I wouldn’t get a response from her so I closed the app and spoke to another friend, messaging someone who had a clear understanding on what was happening to me. Scrolling through various pictures and quotes a light ping sounded over my music, my eyes went wide and I clicked on her message. 

3:25am:  Thank you! And what's the favor?

Momentarily I paused over the keys, rethinking how sad it may sound to her. Then I played over Anna’s words, you can always ask, even then if she says no you’ve tried. 

3:25am:  You know how you have Ashtons follow? Okay it sounds weird af but I have this kinda long ass message to send and was wondering if I could Dm him by any chance? I get its a bit odd and all

3:26am: Yes! That's totally fine!

3:26am: Seriously? 

3:26am: Yeah! 

3:26am: How do you wanna do this? :)

I began to talk to Liz in more depth about what it was I wanted to say, she understood quickly that it was more of a personal matter and within minutes she set up a chat. Seeing his name along with mine in one place, it was a weird to think I could actually say something, whether it would be read is an entirely different story but at least it could be out there. 

3:29am: Okay, here goes I guess. I’m not sure if it will make sense. 

3:29am: Hi Ashton,