#shhhh theyre sleeping

[matcha-gh0st]

[juliandevorakssaltybitters]

this is literally perfect (all my fav characters aaaaa)

SHHHHH they’re SLEEPING

[fenmirth]

Catholic priest X Jewish psychiatrist old man yaoi more at 9

[dailyraphael]

raphael lucifer and simeon were really close in the cr and used to hang out as trio and I love imagining their dynamics together

anyway: big brothers simeon and lucifer passed out on raphael's shoulders while he's there in the middle, also sleeping? it'd be too cute

day 46! shhhh theyre eepy :o

[altruistic-meme]

ok now here's a more flattering photo

unflattering photo for the cat who bullied me by sticking his whole ass tail in my mouth.

[kinderchaos]

Can you draw Felix and Ted doing some wholesome sibling bonding for once in their endless miserable lives

shhhh theyre SLEEPING. you'll WAKE them UP with all this RUCKUS!!!!

[hahawasabi]

do you want to join our picnic OMORI? 👁

theyre lesbians now, you cannot stop me.

shhhh, theyre sleeping

what a familiar face...

(click on pictures for hiher quality.)

Hii! I fell in love with OMORI again, so have an art dump!

last pic is the little mari au by @zipsunz

[insomniakisses]

Our Cute Puppy

Requested? yes. 

Reader type;  Puppy!Hybrid Reader, GN!reader

Warnings/Notes; Hybrid au, Polyamorous Twice, Member x Member x Reader, Fluff

Being an idol was hard on its own, but being one of the very few hybrid idols was even harder. You battled with hate from people who didn’t understand hybrids, or care enough about the difference of hybrids and animals. In addition to that you put so much extra pressure on yourself in order to hopefully avoid extra attention that your anatomy didn’t already do.

The girls always worried that you would overwork yourself, so much so that they always mad sure to baby you a little extra. Not because they see you as less than then but simply because they found you so cute and they loved you just like they love each other as partners.

Today was just like any other day for you, practically passing out in the practice room after staying hours longer than the rest of the group. It was almost 4 am when you got back, shuffling through the dorm as quiet as possibly halting when you say the TV on ears flicking on your head at the low noise yet still audible with your ears.

“Hello~” you whisper into the darkness of the living room, your yelp being muffled into Chaeyoung’s shoulder as she hugged you.

“Shhhh Y/n, Nayeon needs her beauty sleep” she winks while you both giggle quietly.

“C’mere!” She cheers quietly, well as quietly as the baby beast can, while pulling you into her lap. You cant help but stare at her while she wraps a blanket round you smiling when she changes the channel to your favourite movie, rubbing your ears and lulling you to sleep.

-

When you woke up there were hands on your ears and tail and a pair of arms wrapped tightly around your waist. Lifting your ear up you heard the giggles of Nayeon and Sana, opening your eyes you were met with Sana brushing your tail out while Nayeon rugged at your ear. Chaeyoung still fast asleep you knew you couldn’t move yet, so with a sleepy smile you nuzzled back into her arms.

“Morning you two” you smiled at them both, ears perking up as the smell from the kitchen finally met your nose. Tail wagging uncontrollably, you felt chae wake up all three giggling at your love for food.

Jumping up you rushed into the kitchen where Jeong was making you a coffee, passing it to you with a kiss to the ear and scratch to the other. Sitting next to Tzu you leaned your head on her shoulder kissing it as she began to rub and scratch your ears.

After a breakfast you all went to go get ready, climbing out of the shower and throwing on your sweats you called in Jihyo to help comb out your tail. Coming inside she smiled softly at you, sitting behind you to softly comb your tail out knowing how painful it sometimes can be. Once it was all over she’d give you a kiss for each cheek and hug you while playing with your ears to calm you down.

Practice long and hard as usual, the girls making sure to take regular breaks. About half way through Momo and Mina made sure you sat in between them for a break knowing you wouldn’t take one yourself. You still squirmed around and tried to cut your break short so you ended up in Momo’s lap her placing kisses on your neck to distract you, your tail wagging softly. Hitting Mina knee with every wag causing her to giggle lean over to kiss your cheek.

After practice you all opted on a movie night, having tomorrow off there was no need for an early night. Dahyun had claimed you, pulling you into her arms and demanding cuddles and stealing kisses now and then not that the others minded as they were all doing the same with each other.

a/n; T^T theyre so cute

[pumpkinsy0]

hcs about domestic papercut?

WOOOO DOMESTIC PAPERCUT

i hope u dont mind but im gonna slip in some hcs from my 2000s au in here bc i havent talked about it in a bit

FIRST UP 2000s AU WOOO

•curly taught pony how to skateboard by holding ponys hand while pony was on the skateboard and sometimes pony fell onto curly but curly caught him

•pony has an odd amount of vids of curly on his cam corder, perchance he would upload them on youtube and they became one of those lesser known old pioneers of youtube

•curly teaches pony how to play his video games by being close and somewhat holding ponys hand so he gets the ideas of the control, he dont have to do allat fr he could just tell pony the buttons, hes just gay as hell

•LET THEM PLAY DANCE DANCE REVOLUTION TOGETHER, theyd fuck up and step on each others feat a bit but shhhh its ok their shoes r already pretty shitty r

•curly would steal those gaming magazines and him and pony would chill in his room and just read em together

ALRIGHT 2000s hcs over lets get back to the regular ole papercut

•normally curly doesnt like ppl being near him physically and touching him, but he’d always let pony just lay his head on him or just put his whole body weight on him when theyre just chillin

•pony actually does understand some words in kreyòl, curly generally speaks kreyòl and english in his sentences and through context clues pony just picked the meanings up and knows some words

•neither of them ever dresses for the weather, ik for a fact theyve used curlys jacket as an umbrella bc they got caught in the rain

•curly taught pony hot to do that O smoke trick and they both just constantly do it in front of each others face

•if they ever slept together, they dont actually fully wake up u til the other person is fully up, like if pony wakes up and curlys asleep, ponys going right back to sleep, if curly wakes up and ponys asleep, he goes back to sleep, and that just goes on until they wake up together

[anonymous-dentist]

i would like some guapoduo fluff pls, maybe a bit of murder husbands, as long as theyre happy and in love it is fluff in my eyes hjdsfjksdfjksd

Their bedtime routine is simple: Roier showers, because he prefers to do so at night, and Cellbit brushes his teeth while Roier is in the shower to prove that he actually does it; Cellbit changes into his pajamas while Roier brushes his teeth, and then they climb into bed. Cellbit grumbles about always being “forced” to be the little spoon, but he pouts when Roier tries letting him be the big spoon. Roier holds him, and Cellbit’s tail reaches behind him to loosely wrap around Roier’s leg, and they drift off together and dream of each other because they’re literally soulmates.

It wasn’t always this easy. Roier remembers the absolute nightmare that was trying to sleep with Cellbit on their wedding night because, well:

Flashback, June 16! Go!

Roier is already halfway asleep by the time Cellbit comes slinking into his- their bedroom. He’s mostly asleep, but he can still feel the awkwardness in the air. Because Cellbit is just kind of… staring. At him. And not climbing into bed.

Roier moans and rolls onto his other side, facing the inside of the bed. He clumsily pats the bed next to him and slurs, “C’mere, I want you.”

Which isn’t exactly what he meant to say, but it’s fine. Cellbit will understand; he’s very smart.

But Cellbit doesn’t join him. He goes around to the other side of the bed, yes, but he doesn’t get in. A sleepy blink reveals that Cellbit is even in what are probably his pajamas, but he still has his goggles on. Which will not do!

So Roier, silly in his sleepiness, grabs Cellbit by the wrist and pulls him onto the bed and flops on top of him, nuzzling his face into his husband’s (!!!!!!) chest.

Cellbit wheezes, “Guapito!”

“Shhhh, just go to sleep already. I missed you.”

“But-”

Roier raises a hand to put a finger over Cellbit’s chapped lips. He smiles as Cellbit kisses it.

He allows Cellbit to adjust the two of them so that they’re on their sides, Cellbit holding Roier from the back and very, very annoyingly digging the rims of his goggles into the back of Roier’s skull. He’s tense, and he’s very much awake, and this will. Not. Do.

Roier squirms until he’s facing Cellbit, and he gives him a very unimpressed look.

“Goggles off in bed,” he flatly says, tapping a lens.

Cellbit flinches, pulling away and out of Roier’s grip. “That’s… not such a good idea.”

Now that Roier thinks about it, he’s never actually seen Cellbit without his goggles. That’s weird, right?

…But maybe it’s like how Roier keeps his shirt on at all times these days. Security, or something, fuck if Roier knows; Melissa is the psychiatrist, not him.

So Roier sighs and he gives his husband a patient little smile.

“Okay,” he says, “but let me hold you.”

Cellbit’s blush is obvious even in the dark; his eyes glow a little, what the fuck?

A hand slowly raises to his goggles’ strap, fingers curling loosely around it. Roier’s hand covers his hand gently.

“It’s fine,” he says. “Really. When you’re cool with it, okay? No pressure.”

Cellbit, frankly, stares.

Then, he says, “I told you, no more lies.”

And then he shakes Roier’s hand off and pulls his goggles off, and two fuzzy little things spring up on the top of his head where his goggles just were.

Oh. That explains a lot.

The goggles are placed on the bedside table, and Cellbit looks anywhere but at Roier.

“This is just between us, okay?” Cellbit nervously asks.

Roier immediately nods. “Of course, yes. But… can I touch?”

His hand is already halfway to Cellbit’s ears. But he retracts it in an instant when Cellbit shakes his head.

“I just want to sleep,” Cellbit says and, well. Fair enough, Roier also wants to sleep.

Slowly, they shift so that Cellbit is the one being held. He leans into Roier’s touch, and Roier swears he hears what can only be described as a purr.

Roier yawns, and he places a ghost of a kiss to the back of his husband’s head.

“Buenas noches, gatinho.”

[speedlimit15]

shhhh theyre sleeping

[crovoroh]

Shhhh theyre sleeping 👀

[hecksupremechips]

giving u a lil friend smooch and permission to talk about whatever crosses your mind MWAH

Whale ain’t that sweet 🥺

Time to talk very long in an incoherent way cuz im out of meds and sleep deprived and having issues rn so its. Not gonna be. Words gonna go silly

I’m never not thinking about shinji this is known this is truth I think shinji and ryuki have this shared problem of being my favorite characters ever but the game theyre in sucks and is Bad so bad lol but shhhh I don’t wanna talk about that part rn I’ll get really bitchy. I’m very insecure that when I write the shinji and akihiko relationship during the 2 years separation that I’m making aki look like a fucking asshole on accident liek I’m worried my biases are skewing things cuz like okay. Main conflict is aki wants shinji to come back to sees and feels like he’s blaming himself too much for the incident with kens mom to the point of not doing ANYTHING like just wallowing in self pity. And shinji doesn’t wanna come back cuz guilt + trauma has ruined everything about sees and he doesn’t have a clue how to control his persona so he doesn’t wanna risk another casualty and he’s sick of being asked to come back to that shit and starts destroying himself yayyy. And its a very real conflict like it hurts cuz neither of them are WRONG but they’re horrible at communicating and they have so much bullshit to carry that they should t have to carry on their own but they don’t have anyone to rely on, especially not shinji. But sometimes I think like in both the canon and in fics akis perspective is shown waaay more and he’s made out to be like. Correct? Like I’m supposed to think shinji is being unreasonable or something or that he’s an asshole and it’s like. No??? I think he’s actually very reasonable like he really shouldn’t have to come back to sees it’s not the end of the world like yes, he shouldn’t be isolating himself it’s not good for him but that’s not like. A moral failing he’s literally just traumatized and suicidal and like. Of course he’s isolating! Of course he’s being secretive and hurting himself and feels at fault like he isn’t a regular persona user his persona is literally actively dangerous which would obviously translate to him as “im dangerous” and hes also literally been told all his life he’s a failure he’s literally the loner with “behavior issues” and no family no money treated as a burden by all the adults and being in sees was his one chance to be a part of something where he finally wasn’t a failure and then. He failed at that too. And he loves his friends but like, their lives aren’t the same. Mitsuru has always been rich and beautiful and smart and akihiko came from the same place but he got adopted by a nice rich family and is a star athlete and smart and well behaved and then theres shinji the drop out freak and I think that’s also what leads him to connect with strega and get the suppressants is just like. The feeling of being misunderstood by the people who SHOULD understand but they just like. Literally cannot because of their different roles in society. It’s painful! It isn’t something he wants to address but it’s undeniably there! And it’s painful for aki just like. The realization that he alone cannot move shinji he alone cannot make him happy again and theres parts of him he’ll literally never understand it’s horrible cuz they’ve always understood each other and been able to pick each other up but the world is getting too complicated and they’re both so damaged and can’t do it alone anymore and punching shadows just. Won’t fix it. They need so much love and support and therapy and cookies many cookies and shinji lives in my pocket

Okay now that I’ve gotten the bulk of that ramble out of the way let’s get cute okay. I really wanna write halloween fics rn even though it’s July like it’s actually a need and of course it’s about my favorite tsundere family trio so basically basically basically October is a horrible month for them but they and the rest of sees decide to get really into Halloween just to have something good to look forward to and I like to imagine shinji in an attempt to find a will to live gets like REALLY into sewing like hes always been able to sew just like basic stuff like he always mended clothes and made miki a stuffed animal out of old socks (it was really ugly she loved it) and he could stitch up wounds but he never really got too skilled at it. And then one day he notices koromarus costume is a little wonky and this spirals into I MUST MAKE A NEW COSTUME FOR KORO and before he knows what’s happening koro is dressed like a clown fish and a month has passed and he hasn’t tried to hurt himself once so FUCK this is now something he’s become deeply invested in. So he decides he’s gonna make Halloween costumes for Ken and (sigh) himself cuz yeah. There’s obviously gonna be a halloween party costumes are required. Ken I think would like trick or treating but also he’s like IM NOT A BABY I DONT DO THAT and I think aki and shinji would respect that but also they kinda really wanna take him trick or treating cuz a) it’s fun and they need fun memories and Ken needs to have childhood fun before he’s too old b) they didn’t really get to have much halloween fun as kids and c) candy free candy. Still undecided if they’ll go or not BUT they will at least have the party to go to and they’re all like oh noooooo (secretly very excited). So back to sewing shinji tries to engage with kens interests and with great great effort he promises Ken that they’ll dress up as his favorite characters and Ken sooo wants to act cool but he’s over the moon and the idea of shinji dressing up with him is just. Sobs I’m actually gonna cry JUST THINKING ABOUT IT STOP. So shinji gets some shitty ass discount fabrics and is gonna hand sew them but he’s starting kinda late and his hands are a lot weaker now so he’s forced to use 🙊 the sewing machine. And he is very bad. With the sewing machine but he cannot destroy it with his ax because it was a gift and he doesn’t have time to struggle with this and he wants to call fuuka for assistance but he’s a little shit who hates asking for help and also it’d ruin the surprise if she knew his costume plans obviously. So basically enter aki who walks in on this and he’s like hey did you know you can read the instruction manual for help and shinji is like FUCK YOU OF COURSE I KNOW THIS and aki is like then hwhyyy are you nOT DOING IT and so they have to take a night to figure it out (date night goals) and it’s literally so difficult cuz the instructions are total gibberish to shinji but at least he knows how sewing works while aki is the opposite he can read the manual but doesn’t know shit about threads or fabric so they have to work together it’s atrocious it’s like diffusing a bomb and then other conflicts come up aki is like. Am I getting a costume too and shinji is like lol no and aki is like but I wanna be part of this joint costume thing it sounds cute and shinji is like ….did….did you think you weren’t gonna be part of this???? And aki is like YOU NEVER DISCUSSED IT WITH ME???? So poor aki just thought he was excluded from the big costume moment cuz shinji forgot to explicitly tell him that it was a thing they’d both do cuz he just thought it was obvious and this changes EVERYTHING SHINJI so they discuss their costumes and shinji is like okay cool but I’m still not making your costume for you that’s something you gotta figure out for yourself lol and then they get the machine working and shinji makes a third costume and it’s sweet but also he does get scolded for overworking himself but it’s fiiiiine it’s literally fiiiine and Ken is happy even though the costumes are really wonky cuz he thinks he looks JUST LIKE his

Blorbo and also he honestly didn’t think shinji and aki would actually go through with dressing up with him cuz he’s just so used to empty promises and not getting good things BUT THEY FOLLOWED THROUGH and they look really dorky and stupid but they match with him and they did it for him and they look like a family and oh god im crying again hold on. And they get a lot of candy obviously and side note akihiko would be that bitch who gives raisins to everyone because it’s the only candy he likes and he genuinely thinks kids would want it because ITS LITERALLY NATURES CANDY and their apartment gets egged

[jaxfromthatcircus]

ITS HAPPENING

EYES IS ASLEEP IN AIS LAP GO QUICK THEYRE EEPY

shhhh no I won't, let eyes sleep, I won't go bother them

[unadulterated-syd]

a/n —

+ i wrote this for myself bc i just got my license and it really stressed me out.. so its very ooc but i don't want ANY comments about it being ooc bc it was MY outlet.

+ again this is for me so he did in fact say bubs, plus im american so im SORRY theres no cool slang in there my british impression is awful and im not trying

+ lastly i didn't edit this so shhhh,, im tagging normal people if u dont want tags that im unsure of pls just ignore this im in an era plus reader refers to them as boyfriends just read it diff if you want its okay theyre forbidden gay or not

» [rocky horror -> billy cobb] «

0:00 ─〇───── 0:00

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staying up late, i should go to sleep.

wandering the halls was not unusual to you, practically an everynight occurence by now. being a prefect, they let you get away with it.

having practically been adopted by minevera and poppy— they understood your trouble with sleeping. they understood why, and they understood aimless walking helped.

they'd always stood in and gave a good word, dumbledore couldn't have been bothered to punish you anywho. some nights you'd even wonder drunkly, mumbling to yourself as you let students slip passed you without punishment.

you had a name to uphold— but you far from respected or supported your family. one of blood supremacy and hypocricy, unfortunately the children of families like yours were forced to adult more than those of age.

you were just like that, so much weight on your shoulders that you far from bothered to let your thoughts hurt you. you'd become responsible for ignoring them.

similarly, you'd become familiar with sirius black through this similar ideaology. familiar. you were far from 'friends', though people with similar stories, two who found comfort in one another from afar.

this led you to be familiar with all the marauders, though you'd far from a mustered a word to any of them— they knew you were on their team, when needed. at any word you'd betray your dreaded house.

i should go to sleep, its tuesday but i can't stop— thinking of your skin

there was one exception to your marauders rule, you had spoken to one. more than spoken, you'd held dear on many occasions. whom cared to much fot everyone around him.

you'd been practically forced to a gryffindor party— sirius had insisted on you recieving an invitation, though he was not the messenger.

he'd begged regulus to offer you the invite, even though he hadn't invited his younger brother. eventually, regulus gave in. you felt obligated to go, with how much trouble he went through to get you there, how could you refuse?

however, no one seemed interested in you being there. weird looks from many angles, strange glances your way. with the exception of one individual.

james fleamont potter.

james had practically thrown himself at you, a million questions filling the air before you could even shake his hand. regardless, you answered every question, and he listened to every answer.

when he'd realized you came alone— he vowed to spend the night by your side. introducing you here and there, inviting you to random drinking games.

and at some point something had clicked in the both of you.

you could hardly remember, but it was spin the bottle— or perhaps seven minutes in heaven? it didn't matter what game it was, you just remember you'd kissed and sparks flew.

you were both so drunk you didn't know if james remembered anything either, you just remember him. they way he smelled, the way he smiled at everthing you said, the way he looked at you.

he treated you like the world revolved around you, he was the earth circling around you. but it only lasted that night, because when he'd found you the next day he'd lost the courage to speak to you.

you still had your reputation— more than half the school still saw you as an enemy. you were a cruel and feelingless person to them. so how could james fleamont potter ever justify you wanting to be with him?

i've been known to be a hopeless, no good, nobody. and they're right.

you could sense why he didn't come back, though you'd assigned a much different explaination than he.

you were a bad look on his reputation, an outstanding quidditch player. an outstanding gryffindor, brave and caring. the real question was never why would you want to be with him, but rather why could he want to be with you.

not that it mattered anymore.

you knew you were a hopeless case— sirius had changed, he'd fix his side and found a way out. but you hadn't, and likely you never would.

you had no friends, you spent no time partying, with the exception of sirius' one invitation. you were a nobody. scary to anyone who hadn't heard sirius' tales of you, worthless to anyone in your own house.

you somehow rubbed everyone around you the wrong way— a bloodtraitor to your family, a blood supremesist to people whom you wanted to defend, not enough to all your slytherin peers.

it made sense that he never came back. he must've been ashamed to some extent, he was so much more than you'd ever be.

i know your eyes can see right through me. but believe me, it's my pleasure.

tonight went differently for you, your restlessness brought you near the gryffindor tower.

deep down something within you begged for you to sneak your way in and find james. but your mind would never let you, there was no chance you'd ever have the bravery to do so.

in all ways, you knew even if you had he'd understand too much. he knew your every feeling, even if you kept it hidden.

after one night of gestures you knew he was your perfect second half, he knew you more than you knew yourself. and oddly enough, you returned that.

you knew he drained himself, he was too compassionate for his own good. you knew he could never love you publically because no one knew you.

no one knew your parents hated you, no one knew it was because you'd defended muggleborn peers, no one knew you had plans of running away.

no one knew you'd never get that mark, that you'd never defend it's honor. but he did, and that's why you both stood at a crossroads.

he had a reputation too.

one that no one saw through, everyone believed they knew him. he could do no wrong, and too anyone you two were polar opposites. but too eachother you were practically the same.

you cared too much, just like him. you drained yourself with worry, and he knew how much it'd taken you to get over the fact you'd never be the perfect kid.

you'd never be what your parents wanted, you'd never be cherished like him. unless it was by him.

and something inside you found it comforting, the idea for once you couldn't lie. because he'd never fall for it.

he was the same as you, and he knew you didn't need fixing. you weren't broken, and neither was he. flawed, possibly. and that was the most comforting thing about him.

he didn't need to work for you, and you didn't need to work for him.

i miss the sea, i miss it's sandy beaches, salty breeze. and it reminds me of you.

because it's so sweet, you're so sweet, you're so sweet.

knocking on your head, you'd come to the conclusion you needed to leave. find your way back to your room, and move on.

in a way you felt hollow for having a heart, as if your brain could only be seen as brilliant if your heart stayed cold. because your heart led you to a common room of people who hated you— whilst your brain begged you to forget and regret.

but once again he showed how similar you two were. as if he'd known you'd he at there, he appeared at the portrait. he looked sleepless, suprised that you were there, yet also as if he'd been expecting you.

"y/n?"

he looked like a painting to you, groggily rubbing his eyes, voice the same as always. trying to illude to the idea he'd been sleeping— though you saw right through him.

"james.."

"what're you doing here?" he stepped out, closing the painting behind him.

you took a deep breath, weighing your head and your heart— as if it mattered. he saw right through you, even if you lied right to his face.

"did you need something..?"

"you."

his eyes widened only slightly, he knew why you were there but the clarity was almost frightening. he couldn't lie to himself anymore, because you'd come clean to his face.

"i know i disappeared im sorry, i know you've got a reputation, i know.. i just—" you sighed, fumbling with your words, "nobody knows me like you james, and all it took was a day for you to see me. i mean.. i missed you. us? its cheesey i know but.."

"one moment."

you watched him disappear into the common room, leaving you with your thoughts. your head was spinning, there were butterflies hitting every wall of your stomach, had it been too much for him? had you read him wrong?

he came out a moment later, a jacket wrapped around his shoulders, wand in hand. he stood with a second coat in his other hand, one which he held out to you.

you took it, pulling it on— even if you didn't know his plans, then he held his now free hand out, you took it.

"how about a walk?" he gave you a smile, pulling you along.

you two indulged in a comfortable silence, you just enjoyed holding his hand. even if you weren't sure it'd happen again.

i dont care how you want me to live my life, as long as i'm in yours.

he didn't lead you anywhere in particular, leaving you the silence you needed to grow the courage to open up.

and eventually it worked.

"i'm sorry i came so late, i didn't think you'd even catch me."

"i wasn't sleeping anyway, you can always show up." he looked at you again, raising a brow, "what's wrong, bubs?"

you could feel his thumb rub over your knuckles, it felt endearing. the way he acted, the way he treated you, it was as if the two of you had been dating an eternity. however, you'd never even started dating.

i know how whiney i sound right now, but i can't help myself.

"i think—" you sighed, stopping in your spot, leading him to do the same. you could feel his eyes on you, he couldn't read you anymore, and it scared him. "i think i really like you, james."

"i mean like.. like boyfriends? like i want to get out of my house, finally befriend sirius.. i mean not be whatever the hell everyone thinks i am— i want to be whatever you want i just want to be with you."

he looked at you hesitantly for a moment— he wasn't pondering whether he wanted to be with you or not, rather trying to decide how to proceed.

"i've been waiting to hear that." he turned fully to face you, "but, i like you too. this way, you don't have to be different. just what you want to be."

i know your eyes can see right through me.

james tags -> @nyxxxxxxxx , @innerloverpainter , @carlgrimesslover , @nutellani , @angry-little-frog @loving-and-dreaming

marauders tags -> @withastrangerheart

do NOT critize this one i will CRY.

also the song is rocky horror by billy cobb,, its not every1s cup of tea but i <3 it

[mcl38]

Oscar is ricciardoing lando. the real question is will lando have the guts to leave daddy zak like ricciardo left horner

oscar isnt ricciardoing lando bc hes not doing such a disastrous job that it leaves lando without reference for what hes doing right or wrong👍🏻 thank GOD oscar isnt ricciardoing lando bc idk what i wouldve done if another australian flopped hardcore in that mclaren cockpit

as for having the 'guts' to leave mclaren - was it guts for ricciardo to leave red bull? u think it was guts? id say its the opposite. his cojones were so shrinked down and teeny tiny that he cared more abt his own ego & status within the team (and money) than like. actually being with a top tier team. idk abt u but i dont see that as a real racer's mentality

oh wait i only just realised that 'ricciardoing' means oscar is the max to landos daniel (maxiels go back to sleep shhh this isnt abt u shhhh). except like he isnt lmao? hes a great rookie but firstabal he isnt at all close to properly challenging lando yet (cant wait for him to be!! hes developing so fast) and secondabal theres no mind games, frustrations, or on-track #welldonebaku moments. theyre just two guys having a chill time and bringing home soooo many points for mclaren 🧡