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hey guys so i’m taking a huge break from tumblr and i dont know if i’ll ever be back, love u guys bye

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I HATEEE MENNNN WHY ARE THEY LIKE THATTT

that’s all 🙂‍↕️🎀

I KNOW EXACTLY WHO YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT UGHHH IDIOT MAN BE SMARTER

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Yeah we only got AveryJameson crumbs in The Grandest Game but those crumbs were really worth it.

AveryJameson shippers have been fighting for their lives since book one to prove that Jameson really loves Avery and doesn't just think of her as a prize and reading this from a non-biased p.o.v (i.e Gigi) solidified the fact that Jameson is so down bad for Avery that everyone with two eyes can see that.

P.S: if you're still an AveryGrayson shipper please seek help I'm begging you

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i'm not sick - s.g x r

pairing: savannah grayson x rohan

requested: yes / no

warnings: their terrible nicknames. im sorry.

a/n: i could not find a pic for the live of me so ignore how terrible those ones are anywayyyy I RETURN FROM THE DEAD WITH SAVROHAN WOOO this is my first time writing for these two (next will be a grayson ficcc hehehe)

taglist: @nqds, @lxvebelle [i updated ages ago my taglist to include savrohan and all that btw!]

savannah grayson does not get sick. simple as that.

she doesn't have time to be sick, its pointless dwelling on something that only holds you back. so when she first felt her throat getting sore and her nose getting sniffly she ignored it.

now she's regretting not resting. but she's definitely. not. sick.

shouldering her way into the her apartment she all but chucks her - apparently open - purse and phone onto the counter with so much force it falls onto the floor.

sighing she plops down onto the carpet fighting a coughing fit to pick up her fallen things from her purse.

"hi there savvy," rohan's sultry voice follows him into the kitchen as he rounds the corner. he takes one look at the situation - a coughing savannah and fallen belongings - and kneels down to help, "what happened here? are you feeling oka-"

"i'm fine," savannah snaps.

rohan knows better than to fight savannah when she's like this. but come on she's clearly not 100% and is too damn stubborn to admit it. so he does what he likes to call getting-savannah-to-admit-she's-wrong-without-actually-saying-it.

continuing to pick up her things he gently nudges savannah. "do you want to go have a shower? i'll take care of this, you go relax-"

"i'm not sick british," she snaps again.

"i wasn't saying you were sick, savvy," rohan says gently trying to calm her down. "i was simply suggesting you go have a warm shower and relax after your hard day at work," he enunciates that last part clearer before she can cut in again.

sighing savannah gets up off the ground, "fine, but only because i'm tired. i'm not sick," she mumbles as she walks down the hallway to the bathroom. when the water turns on rohan stands up and walks into the kitchen boiling water in a kettle and opening cupboards to find ingredients for a few snacks.

he works quietly humming to himself waiting for the water to finish running. when he's finished making sav's food, he sneaks into their bedroom and lays out the comfiest outfit he can find in her closet.

the water stops running and thats his cue to leave. he steps out of the room and finishes brewing savannah's tea - tea of course he's british - her soft sigh from the bedroom tells him that she found the clothes he left out. the ruffling noise next lets him know that instead of coming out to pick a fight with him she's gotten into bed. good.

rohan picks up the tray he had made and softly pads down the hallway to the bedroom finding savannah curled up underneath the covers, her eyes that are on the tv quietly playing a movie, flick to him where he enters and soften when they land of the tray of food he brought her.

"i know you're not sick," rohan says setting the tray down next to the bed. "but i thought it would be nice to spend the afternoon like this."

savannah smiles and pulls rohan onto the bed with her, laying her head on his chest and sighing softly when his hands move to run through her hair.

they stay like this for a while watching the movie and occasionally snacking, before savannah's eyes droop and her quiet voice rings out, "okay... maybe i'm a little sick."

rohan chuckles softly and presses a kiss to his forehead. "i'll take care of you."

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what is it about sleepovers that has you talking about the deepest stuff at 1 in the morning after you’d spent the last couple hours giggling

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@art-of-fools

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i had to do smth with them

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my toxic trait is that i fucking spoil tv shows for myself all the time and i do it like 2 episodes in your girl has no patience

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he also says/said racial slurs like broski calm down fgs

just learned dominic fike is a shitty human and cheated on hunter shafer

omg wtf why is it always the hot guys

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it ends with us has a song from lana del rey, maybe it’s ultraviolence

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ugh and belle you’re so the weeknd, after midnight club, driving with the windows down, ari abdul, female aaron warner, mini dresses, high boots, wored earbuds, coffee and writing

no, dont cry you’re literally so lana del rey, girl interrupted, doe eyes, female manipulator, jane birkin, red nail polish, 90s model, girlblogger, lizzy grant, esoteric, effortlessly chic stockings, coffee, lipstick, 60s, born to die, french girl, tumblr girlboss, female hysteria, black swan, marie antoinette, mia goth, the bell jar, milkshake, cowboy boots, lace tops, pearls, ballet, coquette, pinterest, fiona apple, honey, fawn, cherry coke, brandy melville, cinnamon girl, my year of rest and relaxation

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felicity straightening her hair in season four…heartbreaking, like an angel without wings

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CAUSE THE DAYS BLEND TO ONE WHEN I'M ON THE RIGHT BEACHESSSSSS