▷ Gay Chicken AU - Mattie and Matt @Imalovekillereh

imalovekillereh:

Matthew wasn’t shocked from the hostility that was usually inside Matt, but not his day? It seems every day wasn’t his day.

“Awwww, what’s wrong? Did someone someone wake up on the wrong side of the bed?” Matthew asked, cooing the other, receiving giggles and chuckles from other people around. He just enjoyed tormenting the other. It was really to see if he would get a reaction.

To tell the truth, Matthew found the other quite adorable and cute, despite how Matt acts towards Matthew.

Matt’s frown deepened as giggles were heard from the surrounding people, used to the two of them’s messing with each other. He growled under his breath, cursing the other for being, well, himself. 

“No, I’m just not in the mood for your idiocy or games.” He grunted out, taking a step on in the line that moved agonisingly slow. Seriously if it went any slower they would end up going backwards. 

He noticed the other still hadn’t moved and sighed. “What do you want Williams?” He crossed his arms over his chest and turned to face the other with a frown on his brow and a searching look.

(Source: douchehat)

strummingunderthestars:

//Stop being sweeeeet it’s too much

I got up now…going to try and sleep…

[I’m not being sweet I’m being honest uvu 

Good girl uvu
Now take something for the pain and get some rest]

▷ Gay Chicken AU - Mattie and Matt @Imalovekillereh

imalovekillereh:

Matthew was eating his lunch, just a sandwich, when his friend bumped him with his elbow, pointing to the entrance. Matthew looked over to see who it was and grinned. They made eye contact for a few moments before the other tensed and continued his way into the cafeteria, avoiding the other.

Matthew got up to ask if anyone wanted something and that he’ll pay. One of his friends said they wanted an apple, Matthew made a dash to the line, luckily getting behind Matt before anyone else.

“Hey, grumpy face,” he said. Matt was always grumpy around Matthew, ever since their whole rivalry since children.

Matt cursed under his breath when he noticed the other approach the line out the corner of his eye. He frowned. This was not his day.

“Shut it Williams, I’m not up for it today so why don’t you do me a favour and stop pretending you have something to do here and skip back to your friends.” His voice was laced with sarcasm and mock, his expression sour  as the line moved ever so painfully slow. 

The two had been rivals since they first met back when they were kids, both always trying to surpass the other in everything. But today had been a big enough pain and Matt did not feel like dealing with the other, his fuse short enough as it was.

(Source: douchehat)

strummingunderthestars:

douchehat:

strummingunderthestars:

//Red cheeks and smeared makeup is not cute, believe me

//Snugs

[Everything about you is adorbs so yeah, it is—

Got something you can take for it?]

//It is…?
Even when I look like crap?

I can’t be bothered to get up though…too tired

[Absolutely.
Gorgeous bundle of adorable 24/7!

Then it’s your own fault :U]

[Gonna draw for a bit, I’ll try and lurk around but if you want anything I’m on skype—-]

▷ People I want to RP with

hunterwithin:

theshielddoctor:

• Everybody
• You
• And you
• And all you over there silently stalking me
• And most of all you, the one reading this

strummingunderthestars:

//Red cheeks and smeared makeup is not cute, believe me

//Snugs

[Everything about you is adorbs so yeah, it is—

Got something you can take for it?]

▷ Gay Chicken AU - Mattie and Matt @Imalovekillereh

The bell signalling lunch break rung and students hurried up from their seats and out the door. This was not a exception for a young man named Matt, who quickly gathered his things, stuffed them in his bag and swung it over his shoulder as he disappeared out into the halls, disappearing in the mass of students. 

Entering the cafeteria, Matt stopped briefly scanning the place before his eyes landed on a boy with wavy blond hair and a friendly smile on his face, sitting at a table surrounded by a group of people, most of them chatting with each other.

Suddenly the other turned his way and they eyes met. Matt frowned, clenching his teeth and tightened the hold on his bag, continuing into the cafeteria, breaking their gaze, with the intention of ignoring the other and getting something to eat.

strummingunderthestars:

//Crawls into arms

//Sniffles and whines

It huuuurts…

[/cuddles up

You cutie uvu 
It’s okay 

/pappappappap]

strummingunderthestars:

douchehat:

strummingunderthestars:

//I feel tired and ill and ugh-
Just literal shit

Some cuddles and kind words would be appreciated, please

Good evening Dork, daily reminder you’re all kinds of amazing and great uvu

//I wish it felt like that. My head is pounding and my tummy hurts and cramp everywhere ene

//Sniffles

[Ah naaaaaauuuuuu you poor baby come here and let me baby you uvu

/pappap]

strummingunderthestars:

//I feel tired and ill and ugh-
Just literal shit

Some cuddles and kind words would be appreciated, please

Good evening Dork, daily reminder you’re all kinds of amazing and great uvu

▷ ✉ Text Messages ✉

grumblygardens:

∞ - For an altered state of mind text. (Drunk, drugged.)
# - For an angry text.
♦ - For a rushed text.
x - For a secret text.
♥ - For a regular text.
* - For an early morning text.
XD - For a “I wish you just saw that” text.

dontforgetyourcross:

-He looks a little uncomfortable, mostly just trying not to frown, or upset the girl by putting her on the ground again-

-He looks back at her, not sure how to answer that- ..I’m not who you think I am.

-Once again resists the urge to glare at that asshole-

-She smiles up at him and gives him an amused look because he’s being really silly. Of course he’s him, who else should it be?- 

▷ cielo-pirata-espana entered the shop

cielo-pirata-espana:

“Alright~ Just kind of start over. Hi! How are you?~”

“Okay. I’m good. Been worse. How about you?”

(Source: douchehat)

▷ @Ihavelawyeringtodo, Douchehat: She’s Gone.

ihavelawyeringtodo:

strummingunderthestars:

Alfred started to make his way upstairs, his face lighting up for a moment as he saw Arthur, though it fell once he continued, and he looked past him, up to the flat.

“What was it like? I mean…it sounded bad, but hearin’ an’ seein’ are different. Is he stable, anyway? Or rather, he isn’t drinkin’ or throwin’ bottles?” Alfred frowned, clearly concerned, and he cursed softly under his breath, heading up the rest of the way.

The room wasn’t as bad as he imagined it to be. Arthur had done a good job in cleaning up shards of glass. His eyes drifted and focused onto Matt, who’s head was still in his hands, and Alfred slowly approached, crouching down next to him and speaking softly.

“Hey buddy…I told you, I’d come. You okay, man? Look at me…”

Arthur sighed, running a hand through his hair briefly as he stepped aside for Alfred. “No, nothing like that..but I don’t know how good barely doing anything at all is in comparison. You know the man better than me.” He fell quiet after that, both for not having anything further to say and not really wanting to disturb them.

He stayed by the door, caught between watching and looking anywhere else besides them. He didn’t know if it would be better for him to simply leave now, or if it could at all affect anything, though he doubted that. He stuck with staying quiet for now, if it did turn out he was needed at least he was close.

After a good while of staying unmoving, having an inward war with himself if he should or shouldn’t, but ended up lifting his head none the less.

His hair was loose and a complete mess, a few hairs hanging down in front of his face. His expression was blank and his eyes lidded, blood shot and puffy from crying, and on top of that bags with dark lines were forming under his eyes as if he hadn’t slept in a while— which he hadn’t. And then he reeked of alcohol. 

He looked from Alfred over to Arthur and back to Alfred, opening his mouth slightly before closing it again. He swallowed, his throat having gone dry from screaming, crying, followed by quiet. He tried once again, opening his mouth slightly more but no sound left him but a quiet choked dry sob. 

He looked at Alfred, his eyebrows knitted an apologetic frown as his eyes turned glassy and he felt fresh tears form. He looked to Arthur again and then hid his face in his arms once more, a quiet and choked ‘sorry’ sounding.