anonymous impressions

☁︎  I was intimidated by your disposition/afraid to follow/send an ask to

♨︎  you seem really chill and I can’t wait to start writing with you!

♕  I’m impressed with your writing! 

✘  I don’t like your writing

✁  we used to write together, but we don’t anymore.

♋︎  I feel like we’re really similar and would get along well.

♡  I have a tumblr crush on you

☯︎  you’ve helped me improve my writing 

₪  I still haven’t had the courage to send you an ask/reach out to you

℥  I envy you for _____ reason

∞  I hope we write for a really long time!

∅  you annoy me

☛  I have something I need to tell you in IMs

❤︎  you are my favorite writer of your muse

❉  I’ve followed you for a long time

▼ I’ve heard bad things about you

▲ I’ve heard good things about you

pretty boy ♡

gustcs‌:

                    elias could make his decisions by the roll of a dice, and while his spontaneity and carefree nature have been his strengths, they have also reeled him into the worst situations in life. not like he really minded, a strong-willed individual that was unapologetic for whatever he did, cruising through without an ounce of regret in his body. he’s a people person, an avid fan of hearing their stories just as much as he was a storyteller himself. the spanish male just loved the diverse combinations that came along with creating one’s identity, from the intricacies of the simplest details to the shortcomings, the quirks, everything that supported them as a human being. he wasn’t normally flying solo, or at least whenever he did would he strike up a lovely conversation with a fresh face, or somebody he’s already been well-acquainted with. having a day off from work meant he could lounge alongside the bar, casually chatting up the bartender as he nursed himself with a bottle of beer. nothing too fancy; he was a simple man. turning to the direction of the other that easily caught his attention, elias flashes a warm smile, green hues shamelessly sweeping her features from head to toe. “ oh, but i would mind, “ he took a sip from the bottle, one of his elbows propped onto the bar counter, until he places it aside, “ only because i already saved a seat for you right here. “ his hands run up his denim-covered thighs, smugly gesturing over his lap. 

initially , his response brings a pout to her pink-glossed lips , and she’s already trying to think about how she can change his mind. she was NATURALLY gifted with talking her way into something she wanted. at some point , she had just fallen into being a sugar baby ; she enjoyed being taken care of and that was just a fact of her life. therefore , convincing men into her way wasn’t very hard for her. of course , she was respectful as needed. if he was there with someone , well , she’d try again when he WASN’T , but that wasn’t the case as he keeps talking. her pout curls back up into a grin , running a hand through her straight black hair. “ just for me ? i feel special. ” she giggles softly , gently settling in his lap despite the fact that there was a chance he was just being cheeky , she was absolutely going to take it seriously. her short dress settles high up on her legs as she adjusts so she’s both comfortable and contently positioned on his lap , and arm wrapping around his shoulders so brace herself. “ you know , this is actually much better then sitting next to you. ” she quips softly , a hand mindless playing with his hair right above the nape of his neck. “ are you having a good night so far ? ” she asks softly ; small talk , but she was also genuinely curious. “ i’m glad i ran into you again. thanks for saving me a seat. ”

ragdclls‌:

malia knew she’d probably bump into him again. she just never anticipated it would end in the two of them kissing. nor did she think it would make her heart race and make her wish she could do it all over again. a breathless chuckle leaving her as they pull away, tucking the money away but finding herself looking up at him. malia took in his features for the first time properly since they broke up. it was easy to remember why she was so happy with him in the first place. his question making her chuckle as she cocked her head. a small smirk appearing on her face. “ is it really bad that i wouldn’t… be opposed to that happening? i mean from what i remember, you were pretty good at the sex side of things. ” malia teased but there was truth in her words. she licked her lips before her smug smile turned a little more sincere. she blinked a few times and sighed, tucking her loose hair behind her ear. “ you certainly can be an idiot, i’ll agree with you there. i uh… ” she looked around, deeming this place too public to have this conversation. “ you wanna come back to mine? we can talk. properly. i think it’s about time, right? i’ll give you the money back if you just.. answer some of the questions i’ve been wanting to ask you. just know they won’t be easy. ”

it wasn’t ever going to be avoidable , they were always somewhere within the others area and he knew he would see her again eventually. he acted on impulse , asking her for something ridiculous and he was having a hard time wrapping his brain around the fact that it might have actually been a good idea. gabriel wasn’t known for good ideas –– he wasn’t really known for ANYTHING other then being dumb , but he was always more than that ; although this ... maybe this was just dumb luck. he couldn’t be sure. “ pretty good ?! ” he teases , though it’s causing a dumb grin to pull across his lips. “ yeah , i think so. ” truth is , gabriel hadn’t been ready to admit his own faults or for everything to be out in the open. but now , for some reason , he was ready. “ you can keep the money. you still helped me out regardless of everything else but i do promise i’ll answer your questions. ” he holds his pinky out to her , a stupid and close to heart tradition of gabriel’s. it was basically illegal to break a pinky promise. “ anything you want to know. i pinky promise. ”

*kind of a pretty boy, isn’t he?*

i need a marriage plot for winn or ari please and thANK YOU 

y’all replies will probably happen tomorrow i’m so tired i can’t function rn