#notgrumpy

☾✧.° ( @notgrumpy​ said: STOP PRETENDING TO BE OK! - for ollie ) °.✧☼

    Apollo looked at Gordon with raised brows and stood silently for a moment before erupting into a chuckle. “Oh, mate - I’m afraid you’ve got the WRONG twin.” He put a hand on his shoulder, “though I do appreciate you giving a shit - didn’t think you’d care if I was okay or not.”

𝙷𝙴 𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝙱𝙴 𝙸𝙽 𝙲𝙻𝙰𝚂𝚂.   but – it wasn’t like after a year of having Gordon at this school they had EXPECTED him to show up.    still made it awkward whenever the teachers would see him skipping class.    no one wanted to face the wrath of Grumpy.    of course, to Gordon, his father was nothing but that, a father — who, while they didn’t agree on much.    Gordon still loved very much. As he unzipped the blue hoodie he was wearing - which clung to his body before hand - not wanting anyone to see him in the thing — it was pastel blue and it belonged to CHAD.     He started to rush out of the building hoping to find a place to sit when he stumbled across the other.

Gordon raised his eyebrow as his arms folded.    pastel blue hoodie perked over his leather jacket.    this was NOT the first time he had seen someone breaking the rules.   THOUGH, it was the first time he had seen anyone going to this level of extreme.    hence, the reaction of surprise.   Though the son of Grumpy did find it amusing at how the other teen in a hoodie was attempting to judge if he was in trouble or not.     stupid pastel hoodie.   making him look like a normie.    stupid chad for giving him it. ❛ yeah —  I’m sure fairy godmother REALLY appreciates when her tyres go missing. almost as much as she likes me skippin’ class.    relax.   want some help? ❜

         great, now he was in trouble. the well thought out plan and attack on the fairy who had trapped him in that waste of a lesson had been foiled, stopped right in his tracks half way through. how was he meant to show that fairy now? he waited for a scolding, a busted but it never came. as the silent moment lingered and the other male decided to respond a new opinion materialised, that thinly pressed line upturned into a smirk as he out held the wrench. for this other boy wasn’t a teacher in a matter of fact they had met previously if even only for a moment in the place they would find themselves trapped in once again after committing to this. detention.

         ❛ sure, if you don’t mind. i’ve just got these two left to undo and then the first step is done. ❜ he nodded to the current wheel and the one behind.  getting the wheels off the van was one thing the next would be to then find somewhere to put then, jim had considered the robotics basement but perhaps that was too obvious - a place he would surely get caught. perhaps a tyre swing on campus might look nice. his brow ddi however question the other for a moment. ❛ sorry  - i was worried you might be one of those knights boys that would bust me for this before i could finish. so detention wasn’t a one time thing for you? ❜

@notgrumpy​  ,  meme  :  “ some things take time. ”

@notgrumpy​ said: [ text ] i just walked into a room at this party and someone yelled “dibs!”… ➥ some texts from last night¸ accepting

Frankie worked in the palace kitchens, a job she was thankful to hold. She was able to do what she loved, could afford things she’d never even dreamt of back on the Isle. Even still, it was hard to get people who weren’t her family to try out the recipes of the baked goods she made in her free time. That was, until she’d taken a batch to her sister and found out the students of Auradon Prep went nuts over sweets. And not just the kids from the Isle. So, anytime she had some free time and a new recipe she wanted feedback on, she went to visit her sister, and often found herself handing out free baked goods to anyone who wanted them.

This day was no different. She’d made a batch of salted caramel beignets and was just about out. Even still, a lot of her usual “customers” had already come by. They’d enjoyed them but the general consensus was that the caramel made the beignets too heavy to eat more than one of them. 

@notgrumpy​  :  /  “ morons. ” - for doug