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Homme
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OCTOPUS ERRANDS
by Brainfreeze Press
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Adorkable Twilight & Friends - “Hidden Agenda"
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Errand Boy
O’Knutzy Week Day1: Laundry (C2) + Mail (C5)! Thanks to @oknutzyweek2023 for the prompts/ fest and @lumosinlove for the lovely characters <3
Mundanity was a gift; a joy, a pleasure, a treasure of his heart. Kicking around town in anything but red and gold made them all but invisible and it was glorious, sweet on his tongue and warm in his belly. His lips still tasted like envelope. Dryer-static made the hair on his arms stand up under his sleeves. Cool fingers tucked the tag of his sweater back into the neckline and ghosted across the back of his neck with a lover’s care. Logan let his eyes close for a blissful moment at a quick, cheerful press of lips on his own.
“Ew. You taste like glue.”
And there went the bliss.
He fixed Leo with half a glare, shaking their twined hands. “I was having a moment.”
“You have lots of moments.” Leo’s mouth twitched as he guided them around the block. “Top secret thoughts rattling around up there, hmm?”
“And I’ll continue to keep them to myself if you’re going to be an asshole about it.”
Leo sent a kick toward his ankles; Logan dodged, a high noise of surprise in his throat, before sticking his foot into Leo’s path just to watch him fumble on the stilts he called ‘legs’. “Shit—”
“Fifteen envelopes,” Logan insisted, slipping his free hand up the side of Leo’s hoodie to tickle the base of his ribs. “I licked fifteen envelopes for you and your eight billion cousins.”
“Which I appreciate very much,” Leo laughed. Despite Logan’s best attempts, he managed to bat away the attack and bring their linked fingers to his lips—possibly more for Leo’s own protection than any real desire to hold hands. C’est la vie, he thought. There would be no complaints from his end. Leo’s emphatic mwah against his knuckles made him smile. “You still taste like glue.”
Logan tapped the thick stack of letters against his chest. “You’ll get over it.”
“Maybe.” Leo bent and kissed the peak of his upper lip. “Guess I’ll have to keep trying.”
“Guess you will.”
Logan slowed as teeth grazed his skin; Leo spared no attention for the passerby flowing around them like a river around mossy stone, the tip of his tongue teasing the seam of Logan’s mouth, only to pull back when he turned to deepen it. Logan let simmer-pot citrus fill his nose and lungs. The wool of Leo’s sweater scratched at his palms.
A quiet laugh broke the kiss, a pebble on their little river. “What?” Logan asked around a smile.
Leo jerked his chin toward the storefront behind them, then took Logan by the shoulders and turned him. A young man stood in the broadside window—lean, freckled, and mouthing ‘call me’ with increasingly obscene hand gestures and an apparent lack of care for the other people on the sidewalk.
Logan rolled his eyes hard enough to make his head hurt.
Leo was still laughing while he ushered them inside, one hand on Logan’s lower back as the bell above the door jingled and Finn turned his wicked, blinding grin on them without the protection of the window. “Hey, think I can get that number now?”
“Hopeless,” Leo chided, betrayed by his pink cheeks.
“Laundry and a show.” Finn pinked at the kiss to his cheek. “Hey, sweets.”
“You are not being laundromat-appropriate,” Logan said firmly.
“You didn’t like my ‘hello’? It got your attention.”
Finn was warm under Logan’s frozen hands, from his threadbare hoodie to the jut of his hips as he smoothed them down Finn’s sides and brought him down for a kiss of his own. “I’m talking about the sweater.”
“Ah.” He only caught a peek of Finn’s smile before he got to taste it. “Guilty as charged. Mmm, envelope glue?”
A light pinch to his hip made Logan jump. “Told you,” Leo whispered.
Logan turned his head so his cheek slotted against Finn’s and blinked innocently. “And which one of us got two kisses, hmm?” His vision darkened as Finn leaned down again. “Three.”
“Dirty trick.”
“Four.”
“Cheater.”
Logan caught him by the pocket just as he went to swap out the washing machine; the paper of their ‘to-do’ list crinkled under his fingertips. It would leave graphite smudges to match the marks on Leo’s hands. “Fifteen envelopes,” he mused. The lingering glue was bitter on his tongue when he swept it over his lip. “Got anymore for me?”
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Part 2 of the Webs We Weave and addition to Secrets and Silk! More to come!
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Miss Perfect….i mean the bag is called Miss Perfect
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errands
A mundane little snippet from this chapter of 1950. In which Edward is in a bad mood because that's always more fun.
I yanked the huge stack of mail out of the tiny post office box and began to flip through it with disinterest. A paycheck for Carlisle, a letter from the broker, a couple of college things for Rosalie and Emmett, and a letter for me from the correspondence school. I tore it open to find that I had officially earned my bachelor's degree in mathematics, and would I kindly send in a check for twenty dollars if I wanted a framed diploma done in calligraphy, versus the folded paper one included in this envelope. Which was torn already, because our family was outgrowing our post office box. We had signed up for it as soon as Alice and Jasper had arrived—the same precaution we had taken for Emmett when he was a newborn.
"Anything else for Cullen or McCarty?" I asked the postmaster as I flipped through the rest of the mail: just a few bills and some kind of European fashion magazine that was addressed to Esme, but had obviously been ordered by someone much shorter.
The postmaster disappeared for a moment, returning with a stack of three hefty envelopes which he deposited on the counter with a thud: my three other courses had arrived.
"Here you are, sonny. But I'll need an adult to sign for them…?" He leaned around me, looking to see if either of my parents were waiting out in the car.
"I'm twenty years old," I muttered. I grabbed the pen from his hand and signed my name with an angry flourish. He jerked away, his heart skipping a beat.
"Have a nice day," he said doubtfully as I scooped up everything and headed out the door.
I headed next to the grocery store, mindlessly filling a cart with random fruits, vegetables, and dry goods. It didn't really matter what I got; most of it would all go straight to the compost pile or the food bank. I did pick up a bottle of the laundry detergent that Esme seemed to burn through, and a can of powdered bleach: always handy for getting out those stubborn blood stains. I topped it all off with a carton of orange juice and wrinkled my nose as I passed the butcher. We would be real vegetarians this week; there was no way I was driving home with a hunk of expired animal flesh sitting in my car.
But as I drove home, I decided that I would do errands like this more often. Esme was so busy lately that she had taken to doing everything at vampire speed, which I knew she didn't prefer. She usually enjoyed going about her housecleaning and gardening at a human pace, humming and enjoying her fantasy world in which we would come home from school, sunburnt and tired and hoping for a plate of cookies fresh out of the oven.
But now there was so much laundry, and so many errands, and she had so many sewing and construction projects going at once, that she went about everything with a sort of fierce energy. She seemed happier than ever, what with her full house, but that didn't mean I couldn't pitch in to help now and then. It wasn't like I had anything better to do.
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3.4.24
A day in my life
Completed an 8 hr shift at work
Grocery shopping/refilling our water
Relaxing at home with YouTube and my oil pastels
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Did a Costco run with Mom and Dad today, none of us realizing it was the day before the Superbowl
I have never seen a Costco so busy. It was extraordinarily stressful. Never doing that again
#at least i got my advil and vanilla while they were on special#even grabbed some muffins and frozen beef bulgogi dumplings as a treat :)#mod post#errands#costco
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bucks / 4.2024
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#sweet jolly looks#fashion#ootd#outfits#fashmates#cute outfits#street style#street fashion#clean girl#clean girl aesthetic#streetwear#errands#that girl#it girl#confidence#self love#self expression#adidas samba#in style#tumblr fashion
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I didn't make any medical calls yet, but Grandpa took me to drop off my food stamps paperwork and make the cashier's check for my rent/utilities. I'm grateful and relieved how at least those things are already accomplished. Chris is going to come get me tomorrow morning and take me shopping. Then, wherever he doesn't take me, I'll have Grandpa take me on Sunday, perhaps. I am going to shower now. I want to smell good for whatever I'm doing tomorrow. Then, I'll try to make at least one medical call before I take my night medication. If it's too late to make any calls, I can still do them on Monday. I can also finish writing down what foods I want to buy at the stores I want to visit. I want to make the most out of these trips, so I better not forget anything. Meal prep is just hard. I can't always make up my mind or predict what I'll feel like cooking.
#journal#personal#apartment life#errands#autism#disabled#living poor#chronic pain#chronic illness#to do#plans#text#foodie#culinary fun
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#laundry#laundromat#gif#laundry gif#anime vibes#anime retro#retro anime#retro#laundry retro#laundry colors#clothes#cleaning#errands#anime gif#anime gifs#anime aesthetic
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How is y’all day going ?
Shit has to be done urgently
#selfie#morning selfie#errands#girls who like girls#girls with tattoos#girls with piercings#morning tips#perfect face#my face#lovely eyes#pretty girls#pretty face#faceapp#self love#self care#self portrait#tumblr girls#glasses#dayshift at freddy's#life series#real life#wire transfer#wire transfer payments
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