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#yes they are eating taco bell
beeridgettt · 2 months
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more dunmeshi silliness
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1moreoffkeyanthem · 12 hours
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Ridiculous obscure OJV headcanon:
Kyle (freshman year yeeting disorder recovery era) logging that he “vanquished a quesadilla” into the Recovery Record app and his therapist being all “… so you ate a quesadilla is what you’re saying, that’s great but can we use more direct terminology” lmfaoooo and he 100% phrased it like that bc he had FaceTimed Stan for meal support and when he held up the crumpled wrapper his fantasy dork best friend went “HELL YEAH DUDE YOU DEFEATED IT” bc Stan may not get it but he knows his sbf was seeing that shit as a foe to be battled, like it’s not just a tortilla with cheese. These two losers I adore them.
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boxwinebaddie · 2 months
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my gay sons having matching personality appropriate unhealthily obsessed codependent jewelry check!
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#nina speaks#that hc did things to my brain i cannot undo#also yes stans was 10 dollars at a mall kiosk#like 15 minutes before his show#and kyles was 300 dollars#and he planned it for weeks#im crying#your honor!!!#i can see raven eating taco bell on the phone like broooo oh my god i will be Right There hang onnnnnnn >:/#like ooh ooh can i have the cool fancy curly font and OOH WILL U PUT IT IN A HEART THATS SO SICK!!!!#and jersey on the phone w marcus neiman#calling like every two hours for updates#fucking maddogging their front porch#and it literally shows up right when kyle gets in the shower so when he finally comes out stan is Holding The Package#squinting at it like kyle this was on our porch#but idk do u think it’s the neighbors it says like mariah newman on it????? *squints again* *frowns in dyslexia*#do u know a mariah?? CUE JERSEY EXTREMELY LOUD NERVOUS LAUGHING LIKE hAHA ILL GET IT TO HER THX BB#LIKEW WHEW!#I LOVE U DYSLEXIA#RAVENSTAN PUTTING THE SEXY IN DYSLEXIA ALWAYS#truly the ceo of being sexy and dyslexxxy ;)#jersey meticulously pacing their apartment trying on five diff outfits draping himself over every arm rest and surface#trying to figure out what way looks like the most nonchalant for when stan walks in and he has to pretend hes unbothered#and kyle was like you just wore a choker with my intial on it on live tv and didn't tell me and stans like oh my god!! i DID tell you#or fuck okay i was Going To but there was a really cute dog and i took a selfie w/ her and then i ran out of space and while#i was trying to free up space in my phone my phone died but i didnt have time to charge it before the concert but!!!!#surprise!!!! do u like it cccc:#and jersey is like Don't Worry#You'll Know When You Get Home ;) xx#AASAAaAAAAaA GAAAAAAAAY PEOPLE!!!!
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pr · 10 months
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whats your taco bell order
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originemesis · 3 months
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@kugel-bitch xxx
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The bristling feathers lining the arch of her wings should be indicator enough that it's time to let up on the strings and shuffle his ass out of her immediate vicinity before her already sour mood curdles any further. There's very little in this world that vexes her more than when he speaks to her as if she's one of his cheap sluts—it's got her eyeing the arsenal of hair products lining the edge of her sink and pondering which one of them she could most effectively turn into a weapon.
"Are you sure you want to disappoint me right before I hit the road with the reigning king of body counts? I might never come back, you know."
Lute huffs through her nose, scrunched in palpable irritation while she mentally stomps the part of her down that would rather stay and coddle him until this tantrum has run it's course and he fucks off to cozy up with whatever lousy bitch he's decided will warm her spot tonight.
"You snooze, you loose, kanariy. Them's the breaks."
Once she's applied a layer of lipstick black enough to swallow souls she's quick to shoulder her way past the feathery walls he's erected around her (and flip him the bird over her shoulder for good measure).
There were only so many warnings his attention span could settle on (let alone actually heed), and that number was next to non existent when the cognitive barbs in that music box of a brain of his were positioned entirely along a map his fingers followed over various positions along the span of vibrating strings. Granted, there'd be no shying away from the threat of a hairspray bottle thrashing when he knew he could very well use such an entanglement against her by convincing her that now she had to stay in and right her wrong despite not a drop of ale-gold blood being spilled between frazzled feathers. Actually, he would have preferred the hairspray to the head than the harsh critique of his bedroom performance, but hey- seemed she was fully dedicated to hers...as in her being a total bitch performance, that was.
"Oh, seriously- bruh!? His body count isn't even legit! Totes easy to pull rank like that when your so called 'body count ' is just all the ones collected on the clock. But hey, if the thought of some dude who's probably put his cock in a corpse's mouth gets you wet, then fuckin' ... enjoy ~ ?" Meanwhile, the near 8 billion bodies still multiplying like rabbits down on earth would attest for HIM.
He'd stopped his strumming, but not before he'd huffed in whatever shill of a scent she'd sprayed on- "Mm! Ode of Grave Dirt? Oh that'll get 'Ol Necro Nuts goin'!"
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-and then urged her to storm out even faster by striking a single, piercing note on the axe- a whine that could crack earthly glass and cause the stained glass windows in heaven to creak a small concern.
"Eurgh...Luuute-?" He followed up, a bit less animated as he reached behind his neck and used the spikes there to give his hand a good itch when the vibrations trapped inside failed to fully dissipate. "Babe?? You, uh...you look-" Hesitation. Unfurled wings ruffled before he sighed and tucked them under his arms for safekeeping. "-look. Can you at least bring me back a fucking quesadilla or something?"
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pamsssssss · 8 months
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Some of you don't understand that complaining about the lack of food from home is an immigrant's God given right
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jrueships · 1 year
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George Pickens i would like to congratulate you on being the only wide receiver that is a top
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ringneckedpheasant · 1 year
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99% of my memories of ohio take place in my aunt’s house and I like her so it’s hard for me to have a genuinely negative perception of the state lol. I’ve been there twice and I had fun looking at her collections of vintage barbies 🤷🏻‍♂️
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marblenerdette · 1 year
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I am one minor appliance breaking away from committing atrocities.
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solemntitty · 7 months
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why are fast food sites and apps so shit to try and look up anything on. i can't find the subway menu bc it wants to know my location like dude i just want to know your standard menu. there's no way your menu varies that much between locations that you need me to share my location
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katefullbush · 11 months
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genuinely scared by how nonchalantly americans talk about shitting themselves like that's a normal thing to happen on a regular basis
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ddejavvu · 11 months
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OKOKOKOKKKKKK
What if reader is a member of the BAU and they're working super late on a case (like they're sitting on the roundtable at 2am or sm) and she unconsciously just says "god I would give the best head to anyone who gets me a taco bell (or any fast food) rn" AS A JOKE LIKE UNDER HER BREATH OR SM!!! BUT AARON HEARS???? AND HE JUST CHOKES ASHSHQHQBAB
this post is 18+, minors dni.
There's not much to eat at a police precinct in Kansas. It's two miles out from any restaurant, and there's a 24-hour burger place halfway back to town as your only other hope. JJ's munching on vending machine cheetos, Blake has instant ramen she'd packed in her go-bag, and Reid has a granola bar he'd stuck in his pocket. Morgan ate an hour ago, so he's not hungry, and that leaves Rossi and Hotch as your only possible dinner companions. There's nothing wrong with that, but you'd have an easier time asking JJ.
In fact, you lean over to the blonde, eyeing her cheetos with jealousy, "I'd suck someone's dick to get a burger right now."
You don't notice the way Hotch's stature tightens, his fingers nearly bending the papers he's sifting through. He's sure you hadn't meant for him to hear, so the logical thing to do is to ignore you. Even if it makes his dick a little hard.
JJ snorts at your crass statement, offering you a chip, "Morgan might have taken you up on that before he met Savannah."
The profiler's eyes widen slightly as he hears his name, and he looks up at you expectantly, "Hm?"
"Nothing," You stick your tongue out at Morgan, "We're teasing you."
Hotch's dick responds to that, too.
He waits five minutes before standing, just enough time to get control of his near-boner. When he's absolutely certain you won't see the faint outline of his bulge through his slacks he stands, clearing his throat and making sure to look at Rossi before you, just in case you put two and two together.
"Okay, who needs to eat?"
You're the first to raise your hand, and Hotch nods at you out of the corner of his eyes. Rossi does, too, and Hotch smooths the fabric of his suit over his stomach, "Alright, there's a fast food joint down the road. It's not gourmet, but it's quick and easy. Y/L/N, why don't you come with me, and Dave, send me your order and you can stay here to work."
"Yes, sir," You chime, happily hopping out of your seat. Stretching your legs feels wonderful, as does the prospect of a burger in your empty stomach. You lead the way to an SUV happily, Hotch trailing behind you, and your phone buzzes in your pocket just before you strap your seatbelt on.
JJ: Gonna suck his dick?
Shut up, you reply, he didn't hear me.
"Alright," Aaron sets both hands on the wheel, "Let me just read Dave's order, and we can go."
"Sounds good," You nod, leg bouncing in anticipation of your burger. Aaron swipes sideways at the message notification on his screen noticing two.
SSA D.R.: Cheeseburger with raw onions, fries well done, medium coke.
SSA D.R.: Enjoy your blowjob.
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vanteguccir · 3 months
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Truth or Eat | Matt Sturniolo
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Matt Sturniolo x reader
Summary: Where Y/N participates in the TRUTH OR EAT video from behind the camera.
Warning: None.
Requested?: Yes, from @mxqdii
Author's note: That is my work, I DON'T authorize any plagiarism! | English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.
PS.: I also have a Chris version of this, it's on my masterlist!
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Y/N and the triplets were in Matt's car, Chris and Nick sitting in the back seat while the only girl there sat next to her boyfriend in the passenger seat. The camera used to record the videos on the Sturniolo Triplets channel was positioned in its usual place as it stared back at Y/N.
The car had just entered the Taco Bell drive thru line when Matt reached over and clicked the button to start recording, his right hand going straight for his girlfriend's left thigh while his left handled the steering wheel, stepping on the accelerator carefully until the four's turn arrived.
When the car stopped next to the order window, Y/N stretched a little to her left, getting closer to Matt so that the attendant could hear her clearly, starting to list the order, having previously asked for the boys what they wanted to eat.
Matt gave her a quick look of gratitude, which the girl responded with a sincere smile, knowing that he wasn't feeling up to talking to a stranger that day.
It didn't take long for the order to come out and a few minutes later the four were home again, Nick organizing the tripod that would hold the camera facing the kitchen counter while Matt and Chris sat in their respective places, Chris holding the box with the order.
Y/N chose to sit behind the camera on a pink bean bag chair that she retrieved from her shared room with Matt, sitting comfortably with a tray on her lap, where her order was still unopened, opting to wait for the boys to start eating for her to do it too, this being a custom created by them.
Soon, Nick clicked the record button, and the video intro began. Y/N watched them with a small smile on her face, her hands free having chosen to put her phone away to give her full attention to the triplets' work that day, just as she did every time she participated in some way.
"Have you ever had a crush on a teacher?" Chris asked the first question, his left hand holding the half-open black notebook as his face was turned towards Matt and Nick.
Matt finished swallowing what he had in his mouth, his right hand raised holding the taco in the air.
"Yes." He responded quickly, shrugging. His blue eyes quickly glanced at Y/N, who was trying not to laugh, already knowing the story.
"Teacher's pet." Y/N hummed, Nick's head turning to her quickly, a big smile growing on his face before he joined her on the singing. "If I'm so special, why am I a secret?" They sang together while dancing with their hands, laughing loudly.
Matt brought the taco back to his mouth, taking a bite, ignoring his girlfriend and brother before smiling with his mouth full as he heard his brothers yelling at him to wait.
"Really? Does Y/N know about this?" Chris asked with a smirk, looking sideways at the girl, receiving a nod from both sides.
"Yes, and I don't judge, I also had a crush on a teacher." She said, taking a bite of her own taco.
"Tell me more about that." Nick asked, his eyes going from Matt to Y/N repeatedly.
"You don't want to know." Matt replied with his mouth full, earning chuckles from the two beside him. Nick looked at Y/N, waiting for her to tell Matt's story or her own, despite her not being in the game.
"Don't look at me." She said, raising her arms in surrender, showing to him that she wouldn't say anything.
Nick and Chris rolled their eyes at the lack of information, the older one making a mental note to ask Y/N about it later before clicking on his phone screen, making the countdown start again.
"What's your guilty pleasure song, and when was the last time you listened to it and got into the groove?" Nick asked after telling Matt to finish chewing his last bite, positioning the open notebook with the covers up and holding the neon green highlighter in his right hand, an eager smile on his face.
Y/N let out a laugh muffled by her hand, already knowing what the answer would be since it was technically her fault.
"Hmm... I'll have to check the exact one on my phone." Matt said, taking his phone out of his pocket and unlocking it, opening his music app.
"Is there more than one?" Chris asked in a curious tone.
"Maybe. Actually, I don't have a song that I'm exactly embarrassed to listen to, but I do have songs that I prefer to listen to alone or with Y/N." Matt replied, pressing his lips into a thin line trying to contain his smile as he opened the playlist shared with his girlfriend, thanking himself internally for using a privacy film, preventing Nick from seeing the name of the playlist and the songs there.
Matt rolled his thumb across his phone's screen, stopping at a specific song before pressing play, the angelic opening melody of Only Angel by Harry Styles starting to play, Nick and Chris having to lean in and almost cling to Matt to be able to see the name of the music and it's artist.
"Harry Styles?" The oldest asked in a surprised tone, widening his eyes and looking at Y/N, who was smiling big while following the female voice from the beginning and making gestures with her hands as if she was holding an invisible guitar.
Nick quickly paused the song before it went over the allowed time and got copyright on the video.
"She's a devil in between the sheets." Y/N hummed again as she crumpled the paper that previously wrapped her taco, having finished it, receiving disgusted looks from Chris and Nick while Matt smirked.
"It's her fault and her obsession with Harry Styles." Matt said, shrugging as he locked his phone and put it back in his pocket.
"So Harry Styles is your guilty pleasure, huh?" Chris joked, smirking and raising his eyebrows.
"Don't be weird." Matt pushed his shoulder, rolling his eyes.
"This song is great, don't even start." Y/N argued from behind the camera, huffing.
Chris scoffed and waved his hand as if it wasn't all that, taking the notebook back as Nick clicked the button for the time to start counting again, Matt going back to eating his taco.
"Time's up!" Nick spoke loudly when the countdown hit 0, clicking on his phone screen and watching Matt put the last piece of his second taco on the table, finishing swallowing what he had in his mouth and looking at Chris.
"What are the first three things that you look for in a significant other?" Chris asked as he looked at the open notebook, before underlining the question asked and closing it.
Matt looked past the camera, his eyes meeting Y/N's as a smile spread across his face. He knew all three by heart, hell he knew all three, ten, twenty and all the things he looked for in a significant other, because Y/N had them all.
He learned and discovered everything he wanted in someone he loved with her, after all the girl was and is his first girlfriend and they would already complete four years together. The two grew out of adolescence together and learned important things about themselves together as well.
"First, that she knows how to communicate." Matt began, holding up the index finger of his right hand. "Communication is very important in a relationship, and I had to learn this along with her. As you already know, I have anxiety and this has hold me back many times in my life from saying what I was feeling or what I wanted, generating a greater discomfort in me and future fights. When Y/N and I started dating we were 16 years old, we were still new to everything and as the days and months of dating went by we learned together that the ideal was: we felt uncomfortable about anything? Call your partner and tell them right away, to try to fix that or improve the situation in some way, because we saw that when we kept it inside, it always generated fights in the future. So communication is the key and the first thing."
"They grow up so fast." Nick sniffled playfully, pretending to wipe away an invisible tear.
"That was such a beautiful answer, Matt." Chris said while clapping his hands with an exaggerated expression of pride, leaning over Matt and hugging him from the side. Matt rolled his eyes at the two, a smile spreading across his face as he patted Chris on the back.
Y/N let out a laugh with the brothers, shouting in encouragement to her boyfriend, who let out a low laugh, lowering his head in embarrassment.
"Can I continue?" He asked, covering his face with his hands to hide his flushed cheeks, speaking again when he saw his brothers fall silent and gesture for him to keep going. "The second one isn't as serious as the first, but if she can rock on a man's polo shirt." Matt said, raising the middle finger of his right hand, making a total of two raised.
"Like, wear a man's polo shirt and look cool with it on?" Nick asked, turning to face Matt, who nodded.
"Y/N can wear anything and look good, it's no wonder she goes to college to become a fashion designer and is a fashion influencer on Instagram and Tiktok." Chris commented, passing the black notebook and green highlighter to Nick. Matt nodded as he pointed his hand at Chris with an "exactly" look.
"And she always takes my clothes from my side of the closet and uses them in the outfits she puts together and it always looks really good." Matt added like a pround boyfriend.
Y/N smiled behind the camera, she loved it when the boys spoke highly of her clothes, creating her outfits every day was her biggest hobby.
"And the last one I think is just goals and aspirations of her own. Y/N was always a very dreamy girl and thought about what she wanted to be in life since I met her when we were 14, and not only that, but she went after what she wanted and and always reached them." Matt finished, raising his ring finger before lowering all three fingers he had up.
"Matt, you're so..." Chris began, trying to complete the sentence but getting lost in the good words he could use. "I loved hearing your answers. They were really good." He finally finished with a big smile on his face, his voice getting high pitched with the happiness used when expressing himself.
"Yeah, your relationship is an example of a good relationship. It's very beautiful to see how much you've evolved together, it's no wonder that you're going to complete four years together." Nick commented, a look of pride spreading across his face as he opened his notebook to look for the first question he would ask Chris.
Matt looked at Y/N beyond the camera, a goofy smile appearing on his face at the sight of her lovey dovey gaze.
"I love you." She spoke voiceless, blowing a kiss in the air that Matt pretended to catch and put in the pocket of his hoodie.
"I love you more." He replied voicelessly as well, before finishing his taco and switching places with Chris.
Y/N's heart warmed as she rethought Matt's answers, a feeling of pride spreading through her body. She loved him so much and had so much appreciation for the relationship they had built together. She hoped that they could always grow more and try to be better people every day together, too.
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Extra - comments:
"I lived to see Matt listening to Harry Styles."
"Harry being Matt's guilty pleasure, I get you, Matt."
"The communication part is so real and so important to say!!"
"Matt seems like a super thoughtful boyfriend 🥺"
"omg, 4 years together, that's so cool 😫."
"I love Matt and Y/N together so much!!"
"Y/N and Nick singing Teacher's Pet together 😭"
"I adore Y/N's friendship with Chris and Nick!!"
"Petition for Y/N to do a GRWM just with Matt's clothes ✏️📄"
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astranva · 11 months
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Instagram Live
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Category: Fluff
Summary: Harry joins his girlfriend’s Instagram live.
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There were a lot of labels that people never seemed to like.
There were relationship labels that people fought over, sexuality labels that every media outlet liked to plaster, and scandalous labels that could break a royal’s reputation.
However, your label as Harry’s girlfriend was one that you actually seemed to enjoy.
Harry’s normal girlfriend.
Sure, you were called “Harry Styles’ girlfriend” more times than you were called by your own name ever since you became public three years ago, but if there was anything you felt like you had bragging rights about, it would be that you managed to form a connection with his fans for being yourself, and especially on TikTok.
It came as a surprise to many and most when people caught up to the woman Harry seemed so infatuated with that he was grinning some more, directing sappy lyrics to on stage, and going shopping with at places that weren’t Gucci. You were relatable.
Your TikToks were international treasure, especially ones where you pranked Harry or participated in couple challenges with, so it was no surprise that even your Instagram harbored some following who were instantly excited and urgent to join once they had got the notification.
yourinstagram started a live video. Watch it before it ends!
Clad in a black Pleasing crewneck, hair up in a microfiber towel, your legs were pushed up slightly against your chest as you painted your nails, peaking to see you already had 14,374 viewers.
“Helloooo,” you dragged, smiling once you saw the excited comments coming through.
user1: OMG HEY BESTIE
user2: PLEASING
user3: NO WAY YOU’RE LIVE
user4: hey, y/n! how are you doing?
“I’m doing okay,” you answered, sighing a little, “Just taking a quick break from studying and thought we could have a chat.”
user5: you’re still studying?
user6: OMG SAY HI ANGELA PLS
user7: @/user she’s getting a master’s degree where have u been
user8: do you miss harry?
“Hi Angela,” you smiled, “Yeah, I’m getting my master’s degree. Guys, I literally forgot how awful exams and assignments were because I graduated like, four years ago, so I don’t miss it,” you said, “Do I miss Harry? No, of course not. I don’t know who that is.”
user9: STOP DID THEY BREAK UP?
user10: I hope you’re joking
user11: NOT YALL BELIEVING HER ALKJWKJFH
You chuckled, “Some of you are new here, huh?”
user9: Y/N HARRY IS WATCHING
user12: HARRY
user8: HARRY IS WATCHING WEIFWEFH
harrystyles: Boo. You miss me.
user13: NO FUCKING WAYYYYY
You laughed, “You’re going to break them.”
user2: I CAN’T BREATHE
harrystyles: Oops.
harrystyles: Have you eaten?
user14: PLSSSS I CAN’T BELIEVE I’M SEEING THIS
“Yeah, I-Oh my God, H, I made one the best salads ever. It had chicken, like grilled chicken, and I had bell peppers, corn, lettuce, cherry tomatoes, red beans, onions,” you counted on your fingers, “Then I made this creamy avocado dressing. It was so fucking good.”
user4: share the recipe bestie
harrystyles: Yum. Can’t wait to try it when I see you.
harrystyles: Breakfast?
“Yeah, I had breakfast, too,” you nodded, “Butter toasts and those olives we got from Italy,” you said, “What about you? Are you eating well?”
user5: I can’t believe we’re witnessing this
user15: it’s like they’re on the phone together
user16: I want to sit on a highway
harrystyles: We had tacos! 🌮
You gasped jokingly, “Did you actually eat tacos because I was telling you about how much I’ve been craving them yesterday?”
paulithepsm: Y/NNNNNNN
user7: PAULI IS HERE
harrystyles: Yes. Hehe.
“Pauli!” You grinned, “I missed you too much!” You were beaming before pointing a finger at the screen, “Same doesn’t go for you though, H. I can’t believe you ate tacos without me.”
harrystyles: PAULI
user8: KEHFKWJE CRYING
paulithepsm: HARRY
paulithepsm: I miss my best friend 😭😭
user18: PLS
harrystyles: I’m sorry. I’ll make you tacos when you get here. Promise.
harrystyles: Show me your nails.
You showed your freshly painted nails to the screen, “Some Citrico Vibrante Cremoso greens,” you showed them off, “Buy Pleasing,” you teased, “Or find more affordable dupes, babes.”
user6: PLSSSS SHE’S SO REAL FOR THAT
harrystyles: I’ll match with you.
“You can wait until I come. I’ll paint them for you,” you said.
harrystyles: OKAY ❤
user3: HE’S SO CUTE
user10: THE EMOJIS HE'S SO REAL
jeffazoff: Come get your man. He’s a pain.
You laughed, “Aw come on, Jeff. He’s not too bad. You just need to cuddle him and feed him.”
harrystyles: Agreed.
harrystyles: Jeff, don’t cuddle me.
user19: KEUDUEWFKHJ PLS
jeffazoff: I wasn’t planning on it 🙄 I’m waiting for Y/N to come and do that
“I leave you for two weeks and now you’re about to kill each other,” you sighed, “Hey, before I forget, can you tell Lamby that I’ve been trying to send him my final thoughts about the outfit but it won’t get to him for some reason?”
harry_lambert: My phone’s been acting up, babe. Send it on email! 🖤
user20: I just want to be her
harrystyles: I love your outfit.
“Okay, Lamby, will do,” you said before giggling, standing up and backing away a little to show the Pleasing crewneck and the baggy green sweatpants you were wearing, “Oh yeah? What do you think?” You put a hand to your hip before pretending to flick back your hair, “My boyfriend got me that sweatshirt,” you pointed at it, “And these are his sweatpants,” you pointed again, “Hair by me, nails by me but using my boyfriend’s nail polish,” you said, wiggling your fingers before approaching your phone again, “He’s kind of a big deal.”
user6: PLSS WHY IS THIS SO CUTE
user7: she’s so cute
harrystyles: He’s so fucking lucky.
You giggled, cupping your hand around your mouth, “Harry Styles just cursed on live,” you whispered.
user18: LMFAOOOOO
user21: “he’s so fucking lucky” I DIED BYE
jeffazoff: Scandalous
harrystyles: OH FUCK
harrystyles: 😎
You laughed, “This is some content your fans will absolutely go feral over,” you said, “I need to go now.”
harrystyles: Call me?
user20: I’m not okay
You nodded, “I’ll call you right after I end that thing. Bye, guys! Talk to you later!”
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okcat · 2 years
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I hateeee mennnn 😭😭😭
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