btw dating sucks as a concept.
This image Pixl posted on his Twitter that was unused is just so... its genuinely a breath-taking image
the fact that I have to be in the “right headspace” to do even the simplest tasks. absolutely humiliating
johnny’s so worked up when he pushes through the door of simon’s shop, he’s exclaiming some shit in scottish and holding up the rose simon left him in the air like it’s some sort of evidence.
simon’s in the middle of making a flower arrangement and simply blinks at the gibberish directed his way, but hides a sly smirk under his surgical mask.
johnny saunters towards the counter, puts on his best smile, and simon swears the flowers around him start swooning and singing and becoming more aromatic the second he opens his mouth and spews some charming words at him.
he crosses his arms, tilts his head as he stares down at johnny but the bastard doesn’t falter, just keeps talking and flirting and fuck his eyes are so blue and he can see the outline of his biceps through the material of his shirt and he can smell his fucking cologne and did simon hear him correctly?
a date? friday, 6pm? johnny will pick him up? with his bike? oh god. simon hasn’t been on a date in years months, let alone have someone plan it instead of him. he’s practically pulling on a veil and a massive white wedding bouquet from behind his back for this stranger he left a rose for as a little gift.
he behaves like a bastard though, tells johnny to buy something from him and maaaaybe he’ll consider the date.
johnny immediately pays 100 pounds for the biggest fucking bouquet simon can make, tells him to pick only the freshest and simon’s favorite flowers, makes simon explain the meaning of every flower and its color, and when simon ties the prettiest bow around the fat stems, johnny tells him it’s beautiful. now take it home and put it in a nice vase in your living room and wait until i get you another one on friday.
simon’s raising his eyebrows but is kicking his fucking feet like a teenage girl inwardly.
johnny leaves with simon’s number scribbled on a piece of paper, twirling the red rose between his fingers. simon watches him go, then looks back at the bouquet—massive, extravagant, borderline ridiculous, just like johnny requested. and in the middle of it, nestled among the other flowers, is another red rose.
‘so ye don’t forget about me,’ johnny had said, grinning as simon tucked it into place in the middle of the arrangement.
as if simon fucking could.
I just wanted to draw something based on yesterday
unfortunately, discord continues to be the Worst Messaging Company Of All Time with its updates, and this time, its one that is not only a privacy violation, not only enabled by default, but ROLLED OUT SILENTLY, MEANING YOU MUST KNOW IT EXISTS TO TURN IT OFF.
i am talking about "clips", an exciting new feature /s that allows people to record you in voice chat without your knowledge or consent! Wow!
fortunately, you can turn this off, but its kinda shitty how they didnt tell you this existed at all, yeah?
settings > clips> the button should be clicked to turn it off
(note that it should be ON by default, you will have to click the button to turn it off)
thanks, discord, for Telling Us This Violating Setting Exists In An Update And Making Sure It Is Off By Default. /s.
reblogs are appreciated to spread the word.
Well this aged well
Imagine for a second Empires Smp, but it’s a musical
early stages of friendship are Soooo embarrassing like yea sorry....... it's me again............ i enjoy talking to you and spending time with you....... you can shoot me point blank if you want i dont mind
💜Current Hyperfixation? Who knows💜She/They / 18💜I’m really not that active online so if your following me for posts…why?
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