I just wanted to talk to my pocket friends discord! Why?!
PLEASE...
no time to mope when asmo's here!!
"no spam liking" stfu that's how i know my mutuals are alive smh
reblog to give the person you reblogged from a comfy sweater
the child who reads 500 books a year to 20 something adult who only reads fanfic pipeline
What’s even worse is the procrastination to where now you have a mountain of stuff you really don’t have to do but you have to or else there will be serious consequences. In other news, school sucks.
one of the worst adhd things ever is wanting to trick yourself into doing tasks so you make up fake deadlines to give yourself a sense of pressure but then your adhd goes ‘is that a Real deadline with immediate consequences or a fake one to make our life more organized? :/‘ and then you go ‘it’s a fake one to make our life more organized 😔’ and then the task doesn’t get done
Nico I am running to tackle you at this very second/pos
C: "Is this a sunflower plush? Why?"
MC: "Yes. It is. Remember how the first flowers you gave me were sunflowers?"
C: "Oh...yes...I remember that. But why a plushie?"
MC: "You said sunflowers remind me of you. Plus, this one can't die."
C: "...I maybe hate you for that."
He says that he maybe hates MC because he refuses to admit that the sunflower plushie made him happy, and since he can't lie he had to dance around the truth.
Varying shades of golden yellow wave in the wind. The crunching of walking as you both hold hands in silence, walking through the sunflower field as you enjoy eachothers presence. Suddenly, Casper stops and turns towards you.
C: "Sunshine?"
He asks softly, smiling.
MC: "Yes, love..?"
You reply, tilting your head.
C: "....Fuck..how do I say this..."
He mutters under his breath, sounding nervous as he glances at the ground. The sun setting in the background, a beautiful scene playing out in front of your eyes. A blushing Casper who's nervous to say whatever he wants to, standing in a sunflower field while the sunsets behind him. Not just any sunflower field, however, but the sunflower field that he imagines your wedding taking place in.
C: "Ah uhm...you're...goregous, amazing, kind, perfect..."
He continues to spew out compliments to you until his breath hitches in his throat, then silence. He sighs and speaks once more.
C: "...My sunflower, what I'm trying to say is that you mean the world and more to me. I....appreciate you...I appreciate everything you've done for me. I've never had anybody care for me quite like you do...so thank you."
He brushed some of his long white hair behind his ear and glances away, clearly flustered by his own words.
my only two moods are “i’m amazing and everyone loves me” and “everyone hates me so what’s even the point of talking”
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