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the-witty-pen-name · 3 years

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The Nanny Pt. 1

Lee Bodecker x Nanny!F!Reader

18+

Word Count: 3k

Warnings: mentions of alcohol, implied age gap (reader is in her 20s), cursing, Sandy and Carl being bad parents, 18+ content in later chapters

Summary:

Based on this Request: The reader moves to Meade/Knockemstiff while answering an advertisement for a nanny in the paper. We learn that the ad was posted by Sandy, who has the reader watch her child whenever she and Carl leave to do their secret thing. After one of these trips, Sandy and her husband never return, so the reader is left caring for their baby. With the new investigation into these events, she meets Sandy’s brother Lee, the older, out of shape, alcoholic bachelor, and they are suddenly thrown into each others lives as he begins looking into his sister’s disappearance. Through it all, Lee starts to fall for her, and they slowly become a family.

A/N: Here is the first part of my newest series and I want to thank the anon who reached out to me with this idea!

If I missed anything I should include as a warning that I missed please let me know!

Taglist Form is in my bio and should be updated to now to include this fic! (If for some reason it isn’t working send me a message and I’ll make sure you’re added!!)

“Damn it, Sandy, can’t you handle that?” Carl yells from his dark room as the baby starts crying again.

“Fuck you, Carl,” Sandy shouts back, hurrying to put out her cigarette before heading to the nursery.

Their little girl was just about a year old, and neither one of them knew what they were doing. Carl was incredibly indifferent and despite her honest attempts at motherhood, Sandy’s maternal instincts never kicked in like she thought it would happen. Carl was annoyed that it cut into their time they would be on trips. They weren’t able to photograph models with the baby on the road, so he’d been itching to get back on the road.

“Is she hungry?” he shouts back, not even bothering to take his eyes off of the most recent photographs he had been developing.

“I just fed her!”

“Then why is she crying?”

“Fuck if I know,” Sandy shouts back exasperated. She scooped up the baby from her crib and started to rock her back and forth in her arms. Sandy also tried burping her, humming a little lullaby she made up on the fly… no luck. She walks around the house with the baby on her hip, trying to rock her back to sleep.

“We haven’t able to get back on the road in a year,” Carl says, clearly frustrated.

“That ain’t purely my fault,” she spits back, “Takes two to make a baby, Carl.”

“Fuck I know,” he groans, “But I need new inspiration. If I take one more picture of nature…”

“If she’s such a hindrance, pay for a damn sitter like I suggested months ago,” she counters.

“We can’t have no stranger walking around the house Sandy,” he points out.

“Just keep your damn room locked, it’s not a huge deal,” Sandy sighs. “Besides, no one is gonna snoop around if you pay ‘em enough. You damn well produce your own incriminating evidence; you should always have that room locked anyways.”

“We only have to worry about your damn brother,” Carl points out, “We hire a fucking sitter that’s two people we need to worry about.”

“You’re just to goddamn cheap to hire somebody,” Sandy states, moving back towards the nursery, the baby now snoring softly.

“You know what? Fine,” Carl says defeated. “But you’re in charge of putting the ad out and hiring somebody.”

“Thank you,” she says in a sing song tone, happy she got her way. But the moment of quiet that follows is short lived as they baby starts crying again.

“Please for the love of God can you just take care of that?” Carl yells, and the argument circles back to the beginning.

You had sat in the small dinner in the corner booth hunched over the newspaper and nursing your now cold cup of coffee. You had just arrived in Knockemstiff and were looking for work. “Any leads?” Julie asked as she topped off your coffee. Julie was your roommate. You had found her the same way you were currently looking for a job. You must have answered at least ten terrible Roommate Wanted ads until you had found Julie. The two of you now share an apartment- the top floor of a three-family owned by a sweet older couple.

“Thank you,” you say without looking up from scanning the ads. “Maybe this one?” You say pointing to one of the ads. She looks to see her manager stepped out for his smoke break before sliding in the booth across from you. You slide the paper over to her and she reads the ad out loud.

NANNY NEEDED Knockemstiff, Ohio

Couple that travels for work in need of a nanny for one-year-old daughter.

Temporary live-in position for several weeks at a time. Pay negotiable.

Call Sandy Henderson at the below number.

“I can sublet the room temporarily while you stay there,” Julie offers. “It’s a pretty vague offer,” she continues. “I wouldn’t commit until you call and speak to that Sandy woman.”

“Oh, I’m sure I’ll need to be interviewed,” you agree. “What kind of people are comfortable just leaving their baby for weeks at a time with a perfect stranger?”

“Paul is still out back I think,” she chuckles, “I’ll let you use the wall phone.”

You take a seat at one of the stools at the counter, and she dials the number for you and then passes you the receiver. You mouth a thank you and she waves her hand in dismissal as she heads over to take someone’s order.

“Whaddya want?” the woman on the other end answers abruptly.

“Oh, I’m calling about the ad in the paper regarding the nanny position. Is it still available?”

“Oh, shit. I’m so sorry, hun,” the woman says, now in a much nicer tone. “Thought it was my brother calling. Yes, it is, and we need it filled as soon as possible. When are you available?”

“For an interview?” You ask.

“Yeah,” she says mumbled, like she is dangling a cigarette from her mouth. “Can you come today?”

“Oh, wow. Yes, I can,” you reply.

“Great, um, you got a pen? Take down this address.”

About two hours, a change of clothes and a cab ride later, you were standing outside a house towards the end of town. It was a little run down, but what building in this town wasn’t? You were a little nervous of course, but it was also the most unconventional way you have gotten an interview. Part of you was relieved, because the woman on the phone sounded real, not phony, but the circumstances still made you uneasy. Julie had the address and said you’d call when you got back to the taxi dispatch.

“Welcome, welcome,” Sandy smiled, opening up the door for you. She had one hand on the doorknob and one of the cutest babies you’d ever seen in the other. “Come on in, make yourself comfortable.”

“Who is this?” you coo, leaning down to the baby’s eye level. “She’s darling.”

“This little sweetheart is Valerie,” Sandy smiles, passing the baby to you. “She’s so well-behaved. Hardly ever cries.”

“She’s adorable,” you smile, as the baby cuddles up close, resting her head on your shoulder. “I didn’t properly introduce myself on the phone. (Y/N) (Y/L/N).”

“I’m Sandy,” she introduces herself. “Please take a seat on the couch, get comfortable. I hate things that are so formal. Bleh.”

You take a seat on the couch, and readjust the little girl in your arms so she’s sitting on your lap and her back is resting against you so she is supported.

“So, my husband and I are on the road a lot, usually,” she begins, “We took some time off when we had Valerie, but we really need to start working again, you understand.”

“Of course, what do you both do?” you ask politely.

“We’re photographers,” she beams, “Mostly nature and landmarks- which reminds me! We have a darkroom in the house, but that door will be locked when you’re staying here. We don’t want any damage to any of the negatives we have stored in there you understand. Everywhere else in the house is yours to explore! And of course we gotta spare bedroom you can call your own.”

“Fair enough,” you joke.

“So, tell me about yourself, honey,” she smiles, crossing her legs in the armchair where she sat.

“Well, I just moved here a few weeks ago actually,” you begin, “I just recently finished school, and now I’m looking for work. I just got my degree in early childcare from the state college.”

“Oh, that’s wonderful,” she says with a clap of her hands. “So, you’re local?”

“Yes, I live in town.”

“Excellent! We’d also love for this to be like an on-call thing as well, you know for date nights and things like that for times when we’re home. Like for a few hours here and there. And of course, we’ll always live money for groceries or whatever you need on top of your pay for emergencies incase Valerie needs formula or diapers or anything.”

“Perfect,” you smile, surprised how well the conversation was going. Sandy was easy-going and nice to talk to. The two of you sat and talked for a little under an hour, her asking all the standard questions you anticipated. You also were able to ask her some more of your own questions as well. It was the most effortless interview you had been on easily.

“I’m sorry you weren’t able to meet Carl today,” she says when she is showing you out. “But hun, I feel confident to offer you the job. We haven’t had many applicants and you’re the most qualified one I’ve spoken to. The job is yours if you want it?”

“When can I start?” you smile, making her laugh.

“Your number is on the resume, right?” she says, scooping up the baby. You nod, waving goodbye to the baby and then saying goodbye to Sandy.

“I’ll call you when I speak to Carl, but I think once he knows he’ll want to head out as soon as we can. Plan for Sunday,” she says as you get into the cab.

Just like she had promised, you get a call from Sandy on Saturday afternoon asking you to show up the next morning at 9. You spend the day packing up your clothes and anything else you’d need for a few weeks. Sandy said they’d be back in two weeks but you pack for three just in case. Julie was also nice enough to help you. You didn’t need to do much. Ever since you had settled in Knockemstiff, you had been pretty lazy with unpacking and for once procrastination played out in your favor.

Julie insisted on taking you out to celebrate that night before starting your job tomorrow. There was a small little bar, a little shack of a place just on the outside of town you went to. Julie had a car and you drove, anticipating she’d have a lot more to drink than you. It was a hotter summer night, so you drove with the windows down and the radio playing a little louder than you normally would.

The outside was decorated with string lights of primary colors and the wooden awning looked like it was one more storm away from collapsing. But the atmosphere inside was to die for. The jukebox was playing loud dance music, and the place was crowded. Empty recycled glasses lined the walls on a high shelf as decoration along with weathered posters of anything Americana. A row of motorcycles and trucks were parked outside the little place and it looked like a pileup from how crowded the lot was. People lingered outside as well, and you both hoped you’d find seats inside.

The two of you found a high-top table and Julie made her way up to the bar, skillfully maneuvering through the crowd to grab you both some drinks. You let your eyes wandering, surveying the room and just people watching. Couples were dancing closely to the music that was rattling the jukebox, and a group of people were sitting at the bar huddles in to watch the little black and white portable television. You also noticed a group of men in uniform several tables down, local police. They weren’t paying any attention to anyone but their own conversation, except one.

He just so happened to have looked up just as your eyes landed on their table. Steel blue eyes cutting across everything and just staring right back into yours. It was a fraction of a second and his gaze was broken by Julie taking her seat across from you. You cleared your throat, and finally allowed yourself to exhale. You felt her raise an eyebrow at you but she didn’t press, just gave you a knowing smirk you brushed off. You still felt his gaze on you even if your view was now obstructed.

Sandy and Carl were in a rush when you arrived in the morning. Sandy ran you through the details of where everything was kept and told you that she would call to check in when she could when they made stopped. She helped you carry your bags in from the trunk of the taxi while Carl packed their bags in their car. He was polite enough, but you felt in your gut to just keep your distance. Sandy led you upstairs to the guest room she told you she worked to clean out for you. It was simple, a bed and a dresser with a small closet. She said it mostly had been storage and her weekend project had been clearing it out for you. It was simple, but good enough for you for sure. You thanked her and she dismissed it saying you were the one doing her a favor, making you laugh.

The whole ordeal was very hurried. Carl was rushing to get on the road as soon as possible and you could tell he was clearly irritated at how long Sandy was taking showing you around and explaining things about Valerie. Carrying the baby in your arms, you finally were settled in to your new role and Sandy gave one more big hug and a kiss on Valerie’s head before rushing down to the car. You waved to the pair of them from the small front porch, Sandy looking back and waving to the baby from the passenger seat until they were out of your line of vision.

The first day was a little daunting. New space, living in a house that isn’t yours and a baby babbling in your arms. She was a sweet thing, and she already had taken a liking to you. Heading over to her nursery, you saw that she had a little play pen folded up in the corner of the nursery and you quickly set it up in your room so you could unpack while keeping an eye on her. She babbled just happy utter nonsense to you while you navigated around the space and her big eyes just followed you, just watching you was entertaining for her for now. You were a new face and she was entertained just by that for now.

A few hours later, Valerie had settled down for a nap in the early afternoon. She was sleeping soundly in her crib and you were getting formula ready for when she woke up. It was quiet, the only noise in the house was the small sounds of your own rustling in the kitchen. You wondered when you would hear from Sandy, if it would be later tonight or in a couple of days. You just were lost in your own thoughts when you were startled by a loud knocking on the door. Instantly, Valerie began to cry. You wiped your hands quickly on the skirt of your dress before grabbing her. You rested her on your hip and rocked her gently, shushing her to calm down while you went to grab the door.

The first thing your eyes saw were the same blue eyes who was looking at you at the bar last night. The man’s eyebrows furrowed and he looked really confused. He had one hand rested on his hip and the other against the doorframe, but he stood up straight when he saw it wasn’t who he expected. Your eyes then went down to the shiny Sheriff’s Badge fixed in place on his uniform.

“Who are you?” he asks abruptly. “Where’s Sandy?”

“Sandy and Carl left this morning,” you explain, not sure if he recognizes you. “I’m their nanny.”

He laughs and shakes his head as he looks down, almost like he doesn’t believe you, or he just doesn’t believe the situation. “Carl? Carl Henderson hired a nanny?” he scoffs and you nod, holding Valerie a little closer. The little girl rubs her eyes and yawns, when her eyes flutter open, she looks at the stranger in the doorway and immediately reaches out to signal she wants to be held by him. You ignore her resistance to wanting to be in your arms until you get more information about why the Sheriff is at their doorstep, though she obviously knows him.

“I’m Sandy’s brother,” he explains, “Did she say when they were coming back?” He doesn’t try to hold the baby yet, just holds out one of his fingers and her little hand holds onto it tightly.

“Two weeks.”

“They hire a complete stranger to watch my niece and live in their house unsupervised while they drive around?” he scoffs, shaking his head again in disbelief.

“I’m more than qualified…”

“It’s not a jab at you, sweetheart,” the man tries to explain, “More so a reflection on my sister and her husband is all. They are… fairly selfish people and I wished this situation surprises me more than it does.”

“Should I tell her you came by when she calls?” you ask.

“If she calls,” the man chuckles, “Sure, let her know Lee stopped by to visit.”

“You don’t think she will?” you ask, tilting your head.

“We’ll see,” Lee shrugs, “Do I know you from somewhere?” He rests his arm back up on the doorframe and looks down to the baby again, extending out his free hand to her again and scrunching her cheeks.

“I don’t know,” you shrug, not wanting to admit you remembered seeing him last night. He purses his lips together and nods, not pressing further. He pushes off from the doorframe and puts his hands into the pockets of his leather jacket.

“Must’ve been in a dream then,” he smirks, and you feel your cheeks flush. He walks down the steps and back towards his cop car. “What did you say your name was?” he asks, turning back around.

“I didn’t,” you chuckle.

“Hmm,” he nods, and raises his eyebrows, waiting for you to fill in the blank. You tell him your name and he repeats it back to you like he’s thinking about it, trying it out to see how it sounds.

“Well,” he says, standing behind the open driver’s door, “Good luck, and I hope Sandy proves me wrong. Let me know if she calls.”

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coralstudiies · 4 years

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sorry if this is rude im just curious '-' what made u choose triple sci and not another subject combi? what did u face aft that and what struggles did u meet? how did u overcome those struggles? did u ever regret ur combi? What did u like most abt it? if u cld go back in time and change it when u were applying for subject combi would u do so? Why or why not? Omg im so sorry this is super long im just inquisitive 😓😓😁 i love ur blog btw!

1. because i didnt wanna limit myself at sec sch level. like because honestly i knew i liked bio and chem more than phy but phy is like,,, u know what the adults say money making. plus i heard that upper sec phy not as hard ie the jump is smaller compared to chem and bio so i just take lor. anyways my strength is always science and english compared to other subjects so triple was the way to go :>

2. honestly the workload is ok. like everyone i struggled w chem at first but slowly i got the hang of it (how to answer) so i didn't face much difficulties in science. my amaths and emaths however is another case because they were damn 爛！爛到不行! ofc i was a busy student so i had to stay up late to do work and study on the go but other than that not much issues

3. for chem it was a matter of getting used to it so only time and practice cld help. for math i just sucked all the way to 2 weeks before Os when i woke up and grinded tys and practice papers. i just barely pass my amath major exams. as for studying at night if i got tired i'll eat fruits or drink smt cold or even just have some ice cubes(wtf right i know) and wash my face, play some nice music and jam out while finishing my work. sometimes it was demoralising la cos u see everyone sleeping and chilling and gg out but u have training then after training u need to mug like hell but its like DAMN i rly love my sports so i just told myself if its something i like then its worth working doubly hard for!!

4. No i never regretted my combi. ppl always say triple is hard. i took like 9 subs (incl ECL for o level during sec3) and i got 9 distinctions and i still managed to train, have fun and enjoy myself and learn a lot and rly challenge myself to step outta my comfort zone. if anything its not as scary as ppl say it is because if u plan ur time well (i didnt rly but still) its definitely manageable and pretty fun imo. for my SS+egeog, i struggled w SS cos of a shitty teacher and honestly i still dislike the subject la but learning geog was so much fun so it didnt hurt much. tbh i think ppl say 3sci is hard cos of pure bio but bio was my strength so it never rly mattered. also memorising isnt painful if u like the subj HAHAHA anyway if u listen in class and watch videos it sinks in pretty fast:>

5. i liked that if u ever got bored about one subj theres always smt else to study lor. like imagine u cant understand circuits, ok move on and do organic chem. tired of your acids and bases then go study DNA lor HAHAHA ppl say its a heavy workload but for students like me with short attention span, its good cus i can keep studying diff things without getting bored.

6. nah i wouldnt change. i think this is the right combi for me. cus ppl like me (ahem indecisive libras) take damn long to decide but when i decide i make sure i've made the best possible choice lor. no huge regrets la. amath was compulsory (bleh). hcl was painful but i stopped hating chinese cus i made a couple of cool friends from china, taiwan and hkg (esp the taiwanese were so supportive and willing to help me with my work and i could help all of them with their english HAHAHA) which made learning more fun (plus since we all played the same sport u can learn sporting terms in chinese HOW COOL HAHAHA) then trisci was def the best part of my combi cus i love science man. for my sch if u take trisci u have to take ss + elective humans and out of elit hist and geog i'd still take geog (altho i fared the worst for geog in lower sec) cus its my interest and i rly love it :> so yeah i wouldnt change anything!!!

okies thats all, dont worry about the length HAHA it was fun sharing all that. this reminds me i prolly need to set up an about me for this blog lol HAHAHAHA i initially didnt do that cos idw to be doxxed or smt but aiya forget it man. all the best in ur studies and 新年快樂!!!

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5hfanfiction · 5 years

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So We're Kind Of Like, Perfect For Each Other (Camren One Shot)

Summary: Lauren walked into a Starbucks, and there was a pretty girl working the register, and then things kind of just like, happened.

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laurenjauregui i am 90% sure that darkness follows me 12 posts. 4,259 followers. 1,027 following.

Lauren had the same Instagram bio ever since she had first created her account five years ago, back in sixth grade.

i am 90% sure that darkness follows me

She didn’t necessarily like it, but she never cared enough to change it, so that’s what it was and that’s what it is.

I should really change that, shouldn’t I?

It’s pretty lame…

Eh, whatever.

She pushed open the door to the Starbucks.

Lauren’s favorite Starbucks was a mere five minutes away from her house, but she had compromised with her friend, Ally, to meet in this Starbucks because this Starbucks was located right between their houses—a nine minute walk for the both of them (since neither of them were too fond on the idea of using up precious gas for such a small travel).

They always did best on their homework when they worked together—it had been that way ever since elementary school. But trying to work on homework together through FaceTime was getting monotonous.

Green eyes looked up from her phone to scan the Starbucks, and Lauren settled for occupying an empty table in the far corner when her shorter friend was nowhere to be found.

She looked back down to her phone, thumbs typing out a text message to Ally.

Lauren: ally wyaaaaaaaaa

Then, she went back to her Instagram page.

She bit her lip as she stared at her bio.

It’s really stupid.

Like, really stupid.

I should change it.

Okay, I’m going to change it…

But what would I even change it to?

Trade a stupid bio for another stupid bio?

No-

That was when a short, blonde girl came running through the doors, colorful clothes and an even more colorful smile dawning her exterior as she ran up to Lauren.

“I have to pee, order for me!” she quickly let out before she made to speed walk towards the bathroom.

“The regular?” Lauren called after her, laughing to herself at the sight of Ally’s small figure scurrying to the restrooms.

“Yeah!”

Lauren hates ordering in Starbucks—even in her favorite Starbucks, the one that wasn’t this one.

But only because the employees were normally people her own age, and she didn’t enjoy ordering something from somebody the same age as her—made her feel weird and uncomfortable. She was a junior in high school, a freshly 17 year old. So there were a bunch of other students from her school who worked at a bunch of different Starbucks locations, which often times made for some awkward interactions. And, as an extra special little wonderful added bonus, she is more often than not forced to order from the same person who has to make whatever she orders.

Lauren glanced up from her phone to analyze the person she’d be ordering from, hoping that they weren’t the same age as her and simultaneously hoping that they weren’t somebody from school.

But to-fucking-day, she really wanted the employee to be the same age as her.

Holy nut.

The girl at the register, waiting for a customer with a lukewarm expression on her face, was a long-haired brunette with brown eyes that were shimmering from the rays of sun shining through the windows, and she had an adorable nose and perfect lips, and then she adorably furrowed her brows and squinted her eyes when the sun had clearly become too invasive on her vision, and Lauren full-on became the heart eyes emoji.

And Lauren wasn’t bad at flirting by any stretch of the imagination, but she’d be lying if she said that her heart rate didn’t pick up at the thought of being face-to-face with this one.

It wasn’t a busy day, rather slow with the customers, and Lauren was certainly glad about it.

She walked up to the counter, lamely telling herself to lay on the “Jauregui charm” (which was only an inside joke between herself and her friends), and she easily returned the warm smile that the girl gave her.

“Hi,” the girl’s voice was light and she cutely waved, and Lauren found it adorable.

“Hi,” Lauren’s voice was relaxed and raspy with morning, and she looked down to the girl’s name tag to finish, “Camila.”

She didn’t know if the other girl was just nervous to be speaking to a customer, or if she had pronounced her name wrong, or like, what, but Camila’s face definitely reddened and she definitely looked down to hide the very fact.

Lauren smirked at the crystal clear blush on Camila’s cheeks, her confidence now fully restored as she moved forward to lean against the counter with her elbows, satisfaction seeping through her when the redness on Camila’s face grew deeper at their closeness, “I’ll have two tall Caramel Frappuccinos, both with almond milk.”

Camila’s nose scrunched up in disgust, “Bleh, almond milk.”

“Almond milk is amazing,” Lauren laughed as Camila’s nose returned to scrunching up in disgust, a giddy feeling rising inside of her at Camila’s willingness to further their interaction. “You don’t like it?”

Camila shook her head, a wide smile on her lips, “Only weirdos think almond milk is amazing.”

“Wow, okay.”

Camila giggled, and Lauren wanted to catch the sound in a bottle.

The brunette shrugged, “It’s true.”

Lauren nodded with a feigned expression of indignation, and after a short moment of the two just staring at each other; Camila’s face was reddening again and Lauren’s ego was boosting through the roof.

Lauren stood back from the counter, fixing her posture as she slid her wallet out of her pocket. Camila’s brows furrowed, and Lauren chuckled to herself at the adorable confusion on her face. She pulled a twenty dollar bill out of her wallet and held it up, wiggling it around for Camila to see, and reached across with the intention of putting it into the tip jar.

Camila laughed loudly, maybe a little louder than the joke permitted but she didn’t care, and her hands flew to catch Lauren’s wrist before she could drop the twenty dollar bill into the tip jar.

“I haven’t even given you your drinks yet, dummy!” Camila exclaimed, smiling hard.

“You have called me a weirdo and a dummy within the span of such a short amount of time. So, like, I’m just going to drop this into this jar-”

Camila threw her head back with laughter this time, needing to step forward to catch her balance as her hands remained clutched around Lauren’s wrist, “No! That’s such a frickin’ waste of twenty dollars.”

“Oh, okay. I get it. So, you just want me to like, slide this into your pocket-”

Camila was quick to cut her off, laughter around her every word, “I just want you to put it away.”

“Why? It’s for you,” Lauren frowned, voice reduced to a pathetic whimper.

“People don’t give Starbucks baristas twenty dollar tips, that’s just…that’s too much.”

“Well,” Lauren seemed to be in thought for a moment, but she continued only half a moment later to drop the twenty dollar bill into the jar with a shrug, “I guess I’m giving you too much.”

Camila’s blush flared as she dropped her hands from Lauren’s wrist, their hands brushing on the way down.

“Thanks,” Camila smiled to herself and she finally tapped the order into the register, searching her mind for something more to say because she really didn’t want this cute (like, cute-cute) customer to walk away.

It happened all of the time. Every now and then, a person would walk into Camila’s Starbucks and would start flirting with her (or at least, she would think that they were flirting) and would sweep her hopeless-romantic ass right off of her feet. But once their order was done, they wouldn’t so much as glance Camila’s way, and Camila would be sad whenever she’d have to watch them walk out the door.

So eventually, she concluded that maybe this customer is straight, and maybe this customer isn’t even flirting, and maybe this customer is in a relationship, and maybe this customer is just a friendly person, and maybe this customer gives all Starbucks baristas twenty dollar bills just out of kindness, and maybe this customer is just a naturally funny and charismatic person.

Camila would just have to watch another one leave.

Although, thisone in particular, was being really charming and was sweeping her off of her feet a tad bit more than anybody else had before, and she couldn’t help but think that it might be slightly more difficult to watch this one leave.

Nevertheless, as Camila finished entering in the order, she mindlessly muttered to nothing, “Okay.”

She turned around and reached over to grab two cups, her smile significantly smaller than it was a second ago, “Name for your order?”

“Lauren,” the green eyed girl answered with a friendliness in her tone, and Camila had to turn around to busy herself with making the Frappuccinos as to prevent herself from getting lost in the stranger’s eyes.

Well, she’s not like, a complete-complete stranger. Like, I know her name now. That totally makes her not a stranger, Camila thought, looking over her shoulder to see that the sunlight was hitting Lauren perfectly as the green eyed girl stepped off to the side and looked out the window in waiting for her order.

She bit her lip and returned her focus to making the drinks.

Camila tried really hard to not overthink about the way that Lauren stared at her lips when she handed the raven haired girl her Frappuccinos, but she couldn’t help her mind from immediately drifting to it the moment Lauren’s back was to her.

Then when she realized that Lauren had actually ordered two Frappuccinos and proceeded to sit at a table with another girl, the gears in her mind began turning (like, turning-turning) and she all but ran to the back room.

“Dinah! Dinah! Emergency!” she jumped up and down, tugging at Dinah’s arm to lead her around the corner to the front counter.

“Walz, this better be fucking good ‘cause you’re cuttin’ into my precious break time. I literally just started my break too,” the tall blonde whined as Camila dropped her arm and walked up to the register.

“I need your help,” Camila mumbled, catching Dinah’s wrist when she groaned and turned to walk away. “No! Not with like, not with working the register.”

Dinah furrowed her brows, but followed Camila’s gaze and easily put the pieces together when there was a pretty green eyed customer staring back at Camila from across the room.

And then the pretty green eyed customer smiled, and then Camila smiled and blushed and looked down, and the customer is beautiful, and Camila is beautiful, and it was such a cute moment, and Dinah officially began shipping them.

“Oh my gosh, Walz! What the hell was that?” Dinah harshly whispered, glancing over to the customer to find that green eyes were taking consistent glances over to her best friend. “Walz, she keeps looking over here.”

“She just ordered, and she was being really cute, and I think she was flirting, and she gave us that twenty dollar tip, and she said my name correctly, and she’s really cute, CheeChee. I don’t know what to do, like I don’t want her to leave. And she might be straight, but what if that girl is her girlfriend? What if they’re on a date right now?” Camila rambled, running a distressed hand through her hair, suddenly self-conscious of her appearance after Dinah had said that Lauren was still looking over.

“What’s her name?” the blonde asked.

“Lauren. God, that’s such a pretty name,” Camila dreamily answered, taking another glance over to the raven haired customer.

Her brows scrunched together as she watched Lauren’s company hand Lauren a pen, growing more curious when Lauren began writing onto a napkin.

“What do I do, Chee-” she began, turning around to face her taller friend; only to find that Dinah was making her way towards Lauren’s table. Camila instantly panicked and she aggressively whispered out, “No, CheeChee! CheeChee!”

Dinah looked over her shoulder with a quick, “I got you, Walz,” and a less than subtle wink.

“No! No! CheeChee! Stop!” Camila whispered through a fit, about ready to cry as her face reddened at the sight of her Polynesian friend occupying an empty seat at Lauren’s table.

“She’s so fuckin’ pretty, Ally,” Lauren mumbled, looking down to mindlessly stir her straw around her Frappuccino. “What should I do?”

“Why don’t you just do that little trick of your’s?” Ally asked, taking a sip from her drink.

“The napkin thing?”

“Yeah.”

“Ally, the last time I tried that, I had a drink thrown at me.”

Ally snorted, nearly choking on the sip of her Frappuccino that she had been taking, “Wait, what? How come I don’t know about this?”

“Well, I used it on this one girl who worked at a Starbucks. Her name was Kate. And apparently, Kate was friends with another girl who worked at a different Starbucks that I used the napkin trick on. And then, Kate only went and ruined one of my favorite shirts with a latte. So, I’m kind of never going to use that trick ever again.”

“Well, maybe it would work better if you’d write more than just your Instagram and 'hit me up, mamí’ with an ugly little winky face on the side.”

“Hey, I am more than capable of getting creative. I was just getting comfortable with my bisexuality, and I just wanted random hookups with random girls. Give me a break.”

“Do you want Camila to be a random hookup?”

“Not at all.”

“Well then, get creative,” Ally said as she handed Lauren a pen.

CheeChee’s going to make me seem like such a loser.

I don’t think I’ll be able to hear them from here.

I hate this.

I wish I never met Lauren.

Actually, no I don’t.

I hate CheeChee so much right now.

“Hey, so you met my friend earlier, right? Camila? The one with the big ass?” Dinah asked as she easily sat herself down on an empty seat at Lauren’s table. “Hi, I’m Dinah, by the way, Camila’s best friend in the entire universe.”

Lauren chuckled, glancing over to Camila who was clearly trying so hard to keep her eyes forward, face sporting the reddest shade of mortified.

“Hi-uh, I’m Lauren.”

“Yeah, I know. She told me all about you,” Dinah stated, thumb pointing behind her shoulder in Camila’s direction. Her eyes lit up as she saw a little note written on the napkin in front of Lauren, and she excitedly asked, “Ooh! Is that for my best friend?”

Lauren glanced over to Ally, and her face went a little red at the smirk on her shorter friend’s face.

The raven haired girl looked down to the napkin, “Uh, yeah.” She bit her lip and handed the napkin to Dinah, “Is she-um, is she like, taken?”

“She has been single her entire life.”

Camila groaned when she glanced over to the table to find that Lauren was handing the napkin over to Dinah.

What’s on that fucking napkin?

A rejection letter?

“Sorry, you’re ugly. I’m never coming to this Starbucks establishment ever again. K, bye.”

And Camila wasn't that oblivious, but she was trying to keep her hopes to a minimum as to avoid disappointment if this turned out to be the worst case scenario.

“Aw!” Camila heard her best friend coo from across the room, and her curiosity and excitement to know what was on the napkin spiked ten-fold.

“But please don’t give it to her yet,” Lauren quickly let out. “Give it to her during her break or something.”

“This is so cute,” Dinah gushed as she reread the note on the napkin, stricken with a strong sense of happiness for her best friend (because she knew that to meet somebody special in a coffee shop had always been a secret dream of Camila’s).

Soon, Dinah was standing up from the table, tightening her uniformed apron. Camila’s heart rate picked up watching Dinah saunter over, clearly boasting her ownership of the napkin.

“When’s your next break, Chanch?” Dinah asked, confusing Camila because what did that have to do with giving her the fucking napkin.

Camila frowned, “An hour and a half.”

“Cool,” Dinah nodded.

The brunette continued to stare at Dinah expectantly as the Polynesian waved her off to the side in order to take her position behind the register.

“Uh, Dinah?”

“Yeah?”

Camila blanked for a moment, feeling as though she had teleported into another dimension in which Dinah had never even received the napkin, but nevertheless she followed up with, “Was that napkin for you, or-”

“Oh, right!” Dinah exclaimed, as if she didn’t know exactly what she was doing (hint: she knew exactly what she was doing). “I can’t give it to you until your break.”

Camila took a step closer to her taller friend and pouted, “What? Why?”

Dinah turned her head up to the sound of another customer walking in and she flashed them a kind smile, muttering to Camila, “Your girlfriend said so.”

Camila groaned, eyes drifting off to the fair-skinned cutie.

And she hadn’t known that she was staring (like, staring-staring) until:

“Walz, switch to register,” Dinah interrupted her thoughts as she moved to make the customer’s order, a knowing smirk on her lips when Camila had to visibly snap herself out of staring at Lauren.

—-

The Cuban brunette tapped her nails against the countertop, trying hard to keep her eyes from diverting back to the clock in the back room in her poor attempt to make her break arrive quicker.

A few customers had walked in, but other than that, Camila’s only option of distraction was to keep up with the flirty-eyes thing that she had going on with Lauren.

Eventually, she looked into the back room to see that she still had thirty minutes left until her break. And when she turned back, she was met with the disheartening sight of Lauren and her friend packing up their schoolwork.

Apart of Camila wanted to jump the counter and run after Lauren when the two girls walked out of the Starbucks, but of course she didn’t.

She watched with a heavy heart as Lauren’s figure got further off into the distance until the pair turned a corner and she was gone. The feeling of a flirty customer leaving was all too familiar, but there was a lingering hopefulness as Camila fantasized about what Lauren could’ve possibly written on the napkin.

“What if she thinks the little note that I wrote is stupid?” Lauren stressed, pale hand running through her hair as her and Ally walked along the Miami sidewalks.

“It was cute, Lauren.”

“Are you sure, Ally? 'Cause-”

“Lauren,” Ally’s voice was more firm that time, and Lauren went quiet, “it was cute. I promise.”

“Here you are,” Dinah perked, placing a folded napkin atop of the counter in front of Camila.

The brunette’s eyes lit up and she glanced back at the clock in the back room to find that she could start her ten minute break, all but ripping her visor off of her head.

Her small frame excitedly jumped up and down and she refrained from giving her best friend a koala hug.

“Thank you, Dinah!” she smiled, grabbing the napkin and leaning up to give the Polynesian a kiss on the cheek.

“Read it,” Dinah laughed, grateful for the uncharacteristically slow day in terms of customers.

Hi, so I’m Lauren. You’re really beautiful. That visor and that apron really suit you. I’m too much of a wuss to say this in person. Anyways, you’re really beautiful. I already wrote that. I really liked talking to you.

Camila giggled to herself, an immensely happy feeling rising within her (because stuff like this just doesn’t ever happen to her).

Heat rushed to her ears as she turned the napkin to the back.

I hope you’re not straight…feel free to slide into my instagram dm’s if you want to @laurenjauregui :)

She couldn’t help the squeal that left her once she had finished reading, and neither could Dinah, and they only stopped once a few customers started to turn heads.

It was later in the afternoon when Lauren got the notification that a certain @camila_cabello started following her, and once Lauren had clicked on the profile to see who it was, her normally relaxed demeanor was significantly reduced to running around the house and jumping around the walls and yelling at her little brother, “I get more girls than you!”

—-

camila darkness is my best friend 8 posts. 1,072 followers. 953 following.

“Make her work for it, Walz,” Dinah stated, mindlessly tapping against the side of the register as the two waited for a customer.

It was the following day now.

Dinah’s statement made Camila frown, “But what if she thinks that I don’t like her back?”

“No, here’s what’s going to happen. She’s going to stress about you all day long. And then if she doesn’t come back here today, then you’ll have a reason to slide into her dm’s later. And then she’ll think, ’Wow, this girl is sexy and flirty as hell.’ And then you’ll reel her in with your cuteness,” Dinah added, leaving Camila awestruck at her flirtatious brilliance. “But if she actually comes back today, then it shows that she doesn’t care about looking desperate, therefor she’s a keeper.”

Camila had just opened her mouth to say something when there came a gentle ringing at the door to announce that a customer had just walked in.

“Oh my gosh, Walz, I wasn’t expecting her to come back, I really wasn’t expecting her to come back-”

“Let me switch to the register!”

“She actually came back-”

“Switch with me, woman!”

“Hi.” The whispered panic was put to an instant stop as they looked forward to see an endearing smile and twinkling green eyes.

They both cleared their throats and fixed their aprons, emitting a soft laugh from the green eyed girl.

“You’re Camila’s girlfriend, right?”

“Dinah,” Camila groaned, her body slumping as she took a mortified step to the side and turned her reddening face away.

Please shut up, Dinah. Please shut up.

She could feel Lauren’s eyes burning into her and she heard the raspy voice say, “I wish.”

Then Camila felt a rough pat on her shoulder and registered the sound of Dinah’s boisterous voice saying, “She’s all your’s, Walz.”

Dinah walked off to the side, just out of ear shot, and as Camila took her place behind the register her knees felt significantly weaker than they normally were, completely aware of Lauren’s eyes watching her every move.

“So-um,” Lauren’s statement trailed off, grabbing Camila’s attention, a face splitting grin on the brunette’s lips at the shyness in Lauren’s tone, “you followed me on Instagram.”

“Yeah,” Camila grinned, her gaze down, willing for her blush to dissipate.

Damn, she’s sexy, Lauren thought, eyes flickering around the beautiful features of the smaller girl’s face.

Flirtatiousness danced amongst Lauren’s tone as she said, “I can’t lie, I did a little bit of stalking.”

Camila rested her elbow atop the counter and placed her chin into the palm of her hand, a playful expression written all over her still-flushed face.

The raven haired girl shook her head, a chuckle in her throat as she said, “Don’t look at me like that.”

“Well I’m just wondering why you stalked my page and didn’t like any of my pictures.”

“Well I’m just wondering why I wrote on the napkin to feel free to slide into my dm’s and you didn’t.”

“Maybe I didn’t want to.”

Lauren’s jaw slacked, the seriousness on her face ripping a loud laugh out of Camila.

“Well, you should consider because I think that we might be soulmates,” the green eyed customer joked, tucking her bottom lip between her teeth as she happily drummed her fingers against the edge of the counter.

“Oh, really?” Camila lilted, her eyebrows lifting in anticipation as her cheeks began to hurt from the stretching of her smile.

“Yup.”

“And why’s that?”

Lauren shrugged, “Well, your bio says darkness is your best friend, and my bio says I’m ninety percent sure that darkness follows me.”

The taller girl shot an expectant look at Camila, eliciting a wholesome laugh from the brunette.

Lauren continued with a cute grin, gesticulating between the two of them as she spoke, “Darkness follows me and it's your best friend so we’re kind of like, perfect for each other.”

“Wow,” Camila nodded, feigning an impressed diction in her voice. “That was good, that was good.”

Eventually, another customer walked through the door and they became all giggles as Lauren cleared her throat and pretended to order something.

Throughout the rest of Camila’s shift—up until Lauren bashfully asked for a hug once Camila’s shift ended and they had to go their separate ways—the two continued to stare at each other, blushing and grinning and finding each other adorable across the distance of the Starbucks (the one that wasn’t Lauren’s favorite, but it’s her favorite now).

—-

A week passed of dm'ing, and then texting, and Lauren’s consistent visits to the Starbucks, when at the end of Camila’s shift, Lauren asked for a date to see a movie instead of a hug (but then they still hugged afterwards).

Then came another week of texting, and hugging, and going on dates, when Lauren got sick so she couldn’t go to the Starbucks one day, and Dinah sent her a video on Snapchat of Camila pouting and saying, “I miss Lern Jergi.”

Then came another week of dating, and making heart eyes at each other between a random table and the register (at this point, Lauren only came into the Starbucks to stare at Camila; she was no longer even ordering anything), when they were standing outside of the Starbucks and Lauren leaned down to kiss Camila instead of asking for a hug or a date (but then they still hugged and went on a date afterwards).

Then came another week of dating, and of Camila walking over to leave quick pecks to Lauren’s cheek in between her breaks every now and then (one time, Lauren turned her head to press their lips together and Camila almost fainted), when Lauren passed her a napkin that said, “Will you be my girlfriend?” on it and then on the back of that same napkin, “…please don’t reject me.”

Camila didn’t reject her.

Instead, she grabbed a pen from the back room, and wrote onto another napkin in big letters (as big as she could fit onto the napkin), “I WOULD NEVER REJECT YOU!” and then held it up for Lauren to read it from across the room.

Then came another week of being girlfriends, and their Instagram bio’s changed.

laurenjauregui darkness follows me and it’s your best friend so we’re kind of like, perfect for each other. @camila_cabello 💕☕️ 14 posts. 4,364 followers. 1,183 following.

camila “darkness follows me and it’s your best friend so we’re kind of like, perfect for each other.” - lern jergi @laurenjauregui 💕☕️ 10 posts. 2,162 followers. 1,091 following.

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(Author’s Note: hopefully you enjoyed this lil’ one shot, thank you for reading. find me on wattpad @Ondatbeat <3)

#UPDATE #one shot #AU #camren #humour #romance fluff #submission #So Were Kind Of Like Perfect For Each Other

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fragmenthearted · 5 years

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//a quick update ~ ! for once nothing’s wrong - actually I’m feeling pretty good - but I’m just letting you all know that I’m gonna be taking a short hiatus!

//I’m not very happy with my writing atm, I feel like it’s very bleh, so I want to take a quick break from my drafts. Usually having a week or two doing other things is enough to reenergize me, so I’ll be back then! Also I have a paper due on Sunday that I haven’t started ^_^;;

//I also finally really got into the plot of ff14, so I’ll be there! I’m a lvl 33 scholar now so I can actually do things other than throw bio at everything XD So if you’re in Aether data center feel free to add me as a friend! (I’m on Crystal too but my character there is only like, lvl 3, for the moment.... XD)

#(out of many)#tbd #(status update : temporary hiatus)

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merigreenleaf · 6 years

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Camp NaNo Wrap Up Post

April's Camp NaNo was a success! My goal was 40 hours of series-related stuff and I hit 46 hours. Towards the end of the month I started to run out of steam, but I only missed one day, so yay! I’m proud of how much I did even with my attention split all over the place:

-Edited the first 11 chapters of book 1. -Wrote 3 chapters of my Soulmate AU. -Wrote a short story from my antagonist's POV. -Wrote bios and edited some excerpts for five moodboards

I think there were a few other little things in there, mostly about brainstorming book 1 adjustments. One thing I learned during this Camp NaNo is that I start to lose motivation when I'm not writing new things regularly. Putting my focus on editing was a great thing because it means I got some of that done... but I could have edited more if I'd also been writing since I kinda lost my excitement for the story. Let's face it, marking up things that need to be changed is kind of boring.

May Goals: I'm going to try to write something at least five days a week. I'm not going to aim for a lot of writing, maybe 500 words a day, but I have this bad habit of freezing up and not being able to write anything if I’m not doing it regularly. I'm thinking I might dive back into my rewrite of book 2 while I'm editing book 1. Basically I’ve been feeling pretty bleh about writing probably because I’m not doing it enough and I’d like to get my enthusiasm back. :)

Summer Goals: To finish the Soulmate AU (I have 4 chapters left), finish editing book 1, and write a good chunk of book 2. I’d love to finish this draft of book 2 before November so that I can write book 3 for NaNo this year. Ultimately I’d like to keep my books staggered so none of them are at the same stage of editing. So like once I’m done marking up plot holes in book 1 and move onto writing that one again, book 2 will be at the point where I’m marking up plot holes and book 3 will be in the first draft. This sounds so daunting, though, but I know if I’m writing and editing regularly, I’ll be motivated to do it. (I hope. Or I’ll get distracted by short stories again lol.)

#writing #writeblr #camp nano 2018 #camp nanowrimo #writing update #unexpected inspiration series #my writing ramblings #writing goals

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surveys4ever · 3 years

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26.

Have you ever been in weather below 0 Fahrenheit (-17 Celsius)? ...yes. Literally every year. There’s usually a week or two in January when it gets down to -50 to -75 F.

Have you ever been caught outdoors away from shelter during a thunderstorm? Maybe when I was a teenager? I’ve definitely been caught in the rain, not sure about a thunderstorm tho.

What’s your favorite macaron flavor? I’ve actually never had a macaron! But I don’t like meringue so I don’t think I’d enjoy them.

How often do you have friends over to your house? Literally never.

Have you ever had a boss who acted unprofessionally? YES. The assistant manager at the last job I had was insane. She tried to tell me that I wasn’t allowed to leave town on the weekends in case they needed me. LOL girl bye.

How many times have you stayed at a hotel in the past year, and where? 0, covid.

Have you ever done a flip on a trampoline? Noooo.

What about a flip off of a diving board? I’ve never even been on a diving board.

Are you embarrassed by your school yearbook photos? I believe in the 10th or 11th grade I hated them but I was on the yearbook committee so I finessed some new ones to put in hehehe.

Who taught you to tie your shoelaces? I believe I learned at school.

Currently how many pictures are on your cellphone? 9,008.

Do you think dimples are cute? Oh hell yeah.

Would you rather chew fruity or minty gum? Minty.

The last time you went to the mall, who did you go with? Beebs!

What’s something you used to collect when you were younger? Rocks and lip balm.

Have you watched a movie today? Yes! We went to see Dracula.

Aside from your own, whose house did you last set foot into? We went to an indoor garage sale a couple weeks ago.

Do you love soft pretzels? They’re alright. They smell better than they taste in my opinion.

Who was the last person who cried around you? Why did they start crying? Was it unexpected? Does my dog count? Bc she’s just a drama queen and I wouldn’t expect anything less from her.

Are you more likely to like someone before you really know them, or do you feel you like them more after you know a lot about them? True love is when you like them a ton before you actually really know them and then like them even more after.

Do you buy people cards on special occasions, or do you prefer to make your own? I honestly think cards are a huge waste of money so if I do give one, I made it. But I have a Circuit and I’m pretty creatively inclined so it’s pretty easy.

When was the last time you were being hypocritical? It sounds pompous but I honestly think I'm too self aware to by hypocritical.

Where on your body was the last cramp you had? Why did you have this cramp? My hip, because I was sitting weird.

What is the weirdest name you’ve ever heard? Someone I know named their kid Emanda. Unsure if its pronounced ee-manda or just regular Amanda. Haven’t wanted to ask. Another named their kid Albrea. I just call her Algebra. And another named their kid Annekke, pronounced Anika. She will forever be a-neek-ee to me.

Do you get embarrassed when people hear you sing/compliment you on your singing ability? Bold of you to assume I ever let anybody sing.

Are you good at comforting people when they’re upset? I’m the big sister to like a bajillion children. Yes I’m good at it.

Do you have any exercises you do everyday? Newp.

Do you own one of those singing fish? Do you think they are silly or funny? Hahaha I don’t but I literally just saw a Billy Bass at a thrift store yesterday. They were funny then and they’re funny nostalgic now.

Has anyone ever accused you of being bipolar or any other mental disorder? Do you really have any mental disorders? I have a pretty severe anxiety disorder but no one’s accused me of having it because like...it’s pretty obvious?

Did you buy the last thing you bought with your own money? If not, whose money did you buy it with? Haha yes! We bought movie tickets, a drink, and peanut butter m&ms.

Do you like to put your feet up on the dashboards of cars? Do you parents yell at you if you do that in cars? Our car is too short for that but yeah, my parents always yelled at me for it when I was young.

Which Beatle is your favorite, or do you love them all equally? I wouldn’t say I loved any of them but John Lennon is absolute hot garbage.

Do you enjoy classic rock? If so, who are some of your favorite classic rock artists? Uh...not really?

Did you ever own a Tamagotchi? Yes! They were all the rage in the 6th grade.

Are you more of a dog or cat person?/ Dog, definitely.

Have you ever failed math? I very, VERY narrowly passed the last math course I needed to graduate and I did the math and because of the mark I got on my final, I should have failed by 3% but I got 1% over what I needed to pass. Pretty sure my math teacher just didn’t want to deal with me taking the course over so he passed me BUT my math could have been wrong, haha.

Skittles! What's your favorite color? Lordt. I haven’t purchased skittles in ages. I think I remember red being my favorite?

Have you ever had a dream of stabbing someone? Yeah, actually.

What would you want your last words to be if you could choose them? I would just want my husband to know how much I love him and that I’ll be waiting for him in whatever form of afterlife there is.

Can you sleep with the light on? If I'm dead tired.

What’s the most bizarre horror movie you’ve ever seen? I mean...Dracula is supposed to be a horror movie. The only thing horrific about it was the acting.

What band can’t you stand listening to? I honestly can’t think of one right now.

Would you ever take a lie detector test for your significant other? I mean, if I had to? But we trust each other 100% and I’m brutally honest about everything so he would never require that from me.

What is your favorite Mystery/Crime/FBI related show? Murder, Mystery, & Makeup Mondayssss! Sha na sha sha na sha sha na sha sha sha na shaaaaaaaa!

Would you ever have a bird as a pet? Absolutely not.

How's your relationship between you and your grandparents? I love my mom’s parents to bits. My grandma is one of my absolute favorite people in the world and my grandpa is very quiet but he has a lot of really sweet moments. My dad’s parents are awful fuckin people. My grandfather died like 5 years ago and I really had to try hard to feign sympathy about it to him. My grandmother is still kicking it but we haven’t spoken in over a decade for good reason. She also changed their joint Facebook account to just her Facebook account less than a week after he died loooool. She hated him as much as I did I think. And then my bio dad’s dad is dead but he was also a piece of shit but his mom is a sweetie. We facetime every so often and she holds the phone a grand total of 6 inches away from her face the entire time and tells me the same stories over and over. Bu

Ever had a forbidden love or lover? Newp.

Have you ever had to speak at a funeral? No, thank god.

Do you know someone who’s been cremated? My grandma’s dog.

What is your current problem? My eyes are blurry because I’m tired.

Do you like canopy beds? Tbh, canopy beds are the epitome of glamor in my eyes.

What is your favorite animated movie? Onward.

Would you rather live in a small town or a big city? I like medium cities. You won’t get mugged walking down the street, traffic doesn’t absolutely suck, and you can get clear across town in 15 minutes.

If you could summon any animal to come to your rescue, what animal would it be and why? Uh? Why am I in trouble? Why can’t I call a human? What’s happening here?

Have you ever watched The Golden Girls? I tried watching a couple episodes but it didn’t pique my interest.

Did you ever like the Ninja Turtles? Noooo. Beebs loves them though so he tries to make me love them and it’s just not happenin, buddy.

Last alcoholic drink you had? No idea tbh.

What are you known for? For being talented and having big hair.

Has anyone ever threatened you? Oh yeah. There was this one guy who was constantly sending me really graphic messages about how he wanted to put a gun to my head and kill me or he hoped I would get XYZ and die. I tried to block him but he would immediately make 3 more accounts to send me the same shit.

Have you ever gone frog hunting? Noooo.

Do you ever suffer from dry skin? Yessss. My body is the Sahara.

Do you still sleep with a stuffed animal? No, I sleep with a husband.

What’s the weather like right this moment? It’s rainy!

Do you bite on straws, lollipop handles, or ice cream sticks? Nah.

In what type of area was your first sexual encounter? Beeb’s bedroom. His stepfather interrupted and made him come outside to talk to him for some reason and then very weirdly pointed out his half boner? V. uncomfortable all around.

Where is your mother’s side of the family descended from? Somewhere where white people come from idk.

What do you occupy your time with on flights? iPad games usually.

Do you dog-ear pages in books? No, I’m not a heathen.

What’s a made up word of yours? We call pickles ‘pickies’ and hamburgers ‘borgers’ or ‘borgs’ because we’re gross.

Do you use Q-Tips? In my ears? No. To clean out tight spaces of things I've thrifted? Yes.

Ever gone out with somebody you didn’t like? Noooo.

What hero or heroine do you most relate to in history, fiction, or song? ....No.

What makes you dizzy? Getting up too fast usually.

Are your parents liberal or conservative? Bleh, conservative. If you have liberal parents, consider yourself blessed.

Do you like your teeth? Did you have braces? I got away with having just an appliance/Invisaligns but I still don’t like my teeth. They’re perfectly straight and white enough but I have body dysmorphia and for some reason I think they’re atrocious and I hate them??? I can’t explain it.

Are you happy with your height? I’m 5′11 and I wish I was shorter sometimes. Hugging my husband would be easier.

#survey

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riskeith · 3 years

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hi again!!

shooting games huh? i’m a big softie i mostly play among us, animal crossing, zelda and sims.. shooting games are way to hectic for me i tried and nope! didn’t work lmao. (i know but gaming on the phone can be bleh but if you recommend it i’d happily check it out!)

my winter break is gonna be until january 2nd. i have to study and write an essay during the break so not rly a break, sigh. still, no classes so i’m not complaining. wbu? hopefully you get a longer break. and it does usually snow but climate change has been fucking insane it’s like fall weather here still..? not to sound stalkerish but i think you live in aus, right? you must have warm weather now hehe lucky u ):

AW smart girl, congrats! celebratory hug mwah!! i do love true crime a lot i mainly chose this path bc of that. idk if u know the anime case closed but i used to watch it a lot as a child and it just made me fall in love with solving crimes.

BIOMED!! you’re so smart that’s so intimidating haha... 😳 also taking japanese sounds so fun, what are your skills like? congratulations on finishing ur first year, what did you think of the uni life? (did you get to fully enjoy it despite covid and everything?)

now i’m interested, when did you get into tdbk? 🥺

dude!!!!!!!!!!! amaya and janai are my fucking life!!! i think about them all the time and the potential they have. they give us that juicy enemies to forced companionship to friends to lovers and it makes me CRY. 😭 as far as the boomerang scene, i think it was jack de sena and the writers that wanted to pay homage to atla? they worked together before on alta so 🥺 there’s some end credit art too that’s literally callum doing sokka’s poses 🥺 SOREN BEST BOY!! yes yes yes his redemption arc was well deserved. his father has always treated him like shit bc he wasn’t magically included like claudia and it makes me glad to see him realize that now. if you want more content there are some graphic novels out. especially through the moon which takes place between season 3 and 4... <3

thank you for the reassurance.. 🥺 it means a lot hearing that come from you. as long as you’ll have me i’ll keep talking to you. who knows maybe if i’m brave enough someday i’ll just direct message you... <3 hope you’re keeping well too angel! <3

henlo~!

aw nice!! among us scares me AHAHHA anything with like.. having to lie or deduction (mafia, werewolf, spyfall) i’m just like nope. could never be an actor ahahah. (honestly i recommend genshin to everyone. you, whoever you are reading this go play genshin! that being said marriage anon i haven’t tried it on mobile so i’m not sure how it feels, and i’ve heard it gets people’s phones running super hot so be careful of that! i wouldn’t fault you for not trying it out idk that i would either if mobile was my only option lmao)

noooo that’s such a short break that sucks! is it more of a mid semester break then? since you still have work to do. but yes i agree 1000% that no classes is worth it ahah. and i have a 3 month break woo!! 🥳 icb i get this at the end of every uni school year but at the same time is it worth all the suffering i must go through before that comes fhdjcnks

:o!! autumn weather isn’t bad right, at least it’s not cold? (unless you like that—i for one hate the cold brr) and noooo not stalkerish at all! i’ve got that listed in my bios and mention it now and again so it’s ‘common’ knowledge :) it is definitely warm! it was pretty hot earlier this week but it’s cooled down now~

AHH thank u 😭💘 ooo is that also called detective conan? i’ve never watched it but ik it’s very popular! if you’re interested, there’s a true crime podcast called casefile that i highly recommend, it’s very good!

HFKSNFKS no need to be intimidated pls rest assured i’m very Dumb in other areas fjjdsjsn. and japanese is fun! i think my skills are okay it’s kinda my bludge subject tbh so i lowkey neglect it and don’t memorise all the vocab i should lolll でも大丈夫です！(but that’s alright!) ((tho i would argue it isn’t ha)

fun fact, i had one (1) day on campus this entire year! so i don’t think i’ve got much to say about what uni life is like, bc i didn’t get to experience it 😔 (i even missed orientation AKA free food and goodies, so sad) online learning was an Experience to say the least. hbu? has uni been impacted a lot?

i believe i got into tdbk in the break between s3 and s4, from a manga chapter! all it did was show the two of them together and instantly i was like “they shall be my everything from now” 😆 i don’t even think there was anything that spurred it on, they really just snatched me up by looking good wow

when amaya and janai held hands in front of the dragon queen i was like omg?? are they??? and when i asked my cousin she said amaya had signed “[janai] thinks i’m cute but won’t admit it” earlier and i was like ohhhhhhhhhmg 🥺

i love that!!! will def have to go watch the credits for those references heheh. ngl sometimes when callum spoke i was just thinking about sokka lollll. exactly!! so good of soren to stand up for himself and also apologise to callum and recognising the fault and reasons behind his behaviour.. legend! and oooo i’ll give the graphic novels a look!

of course!! this is the highlight of my tumblr experience rn and i have you to thank for that 💗 whether you end up DMing me some day or not i’ll still always be here through asks 😩 so don’t stress! if anyone has a problem w it i’ll fight LOL. hope you have a great day~ 🤗

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100 Questions for BJD Owners

Bringing back an old classic!

100 QUESTIONS FOR DOLL OWNERS

1. What is your name and birthdate? --Luna, 2/27

2. How long have you been interested in dolls? --Dolls in general: my whole life! XD BJD’s: about 13 years.

3. How many ball-joint dolls do you have? --Six

4. What is/are the name(s) of your doll(s)? --Lydia, Xander, Douban, Phoenix, Touren, and Ani

5. What type of BJD do you have? --DOD Tender Too and Bee-A, Luts Cutie Delf Mary, Lati Blue Rucas, Fairyland Elf Shiwoo/Soulkid girl hybrid, and BlueFairy Shiny Junior Leila.

6. Do you believe in Fate? --What the heck does that question have to do with dolls? And, um…no.

7. Who is the manufacturer of your doll(s)? Dream of Doll, LatiDoll, Cerberus Project, Fairyland, Souldoll, and BlueFairy

8. What was your first reaction when you saw your BJD for the first time? --MY BABY’S SO BEAUTIFUL!! o(ToT)o

9. Have you shown your doll off at a Doll Show? --Nope. I’ve taken them to a few meet-ups though.

10. Which do you prefer? Commercial BJDs (such as Kyon customed dolls) or Customizing your own BJD? --Customization all the way! I’ve done custom faceups on 3 out of my six dolls—no regrets!

11. How do you feel about Commercial BJDs? --They’re gorgeous!

12. Did you create a personality/background for your doll(s)? If so, describe them! --Sure did. I need to update their bios though and post them here.

13. What type of relationship do you have with your doll (ex. beloved daughter, friend)? --Lydia is my sweet little daughter! The others are kind of just “strays” I picked up, or they’re just involved with Lydia in some way.

14. Does your BJD have a nickname? --Not all of them, but Phoenix calls Xander “Xandie” sometimes (much to his chagrin), and I sometimes call Phoenix “Fifi” just for fun. Touren gets “wolf-kid” every now and then, and Ani is “the puppy”.

15. What special meaning does your doll's name have? --Lydia=Greek for “woman from Persia” or “beauty”, Scheherazade=The clever, beautiful storyteller from The Arabian Nights, Kovaleh=random Farsi surname I found. Xander is short for Alexander (just a name I like), Phoenix comes from her flaming red hair, Douban is named after a physician from the Arabian Nights and his surname al-Razi is after a real Persian doctor, Touren was a name my friend (his previous owner) invented, and Ani is named after a former student of mine named Anna.

16. Does your BJD have a special seat/place in your room? If so, where? --Yup, they all either have their own chair or share the bench.

17. Did you buy a chair specifically for your BJD? --Of course! Poor Ani still needs one though.

18. Does your BJD have accessories of her own? (ex. pets, toys, hairbrush) --Oh goodness, tons…they’re so spoiled!

19. What hard to find items do you wish you could get for your doll? --MSD sized tablets

20. What is the most expensive thing you've bought for your doll? --A DollHeart limited edition “Fer” outfit…y’all know how crazy expensive those are!

21. When you go out, do you take your doll with you? --Not usually, but I have taken them a couple places, and I always take one of them with me on vacations.

22. If so, where have you taken your doll? --To work, to my friends’ work, on vacation, to meet-ups, and to the mall!

23. Is there a regular place you take your doll out to? --Poor dears rarely gets taken anywhere…

24. If you do take your doll out of the house, how do you carry her? (ex. SD violin case, backpack,etc) I usually just carry them in my purse or in the official DOD carrying case.

25. When you do take your doll out, is it easy to do or do you find it's more trouble than it's worth? --I get sooooo paranoid when I take them out, so that’s why I don’t do it often.

26. Does your doll have a friend? Do you think your doll wants a friend? --They’re all friends with each other really, but they have some other friends outside of the house too.

27. If you could build your dream FCS for free, what would it be? --MSD, beauty white pureskin, F-13 head, boy body, 02 legs, 01 feet, 05 hands, optional cat ears, W-85N wig in black (natural), silver 16mm eyes, and custom goth makeup! (Basically another one of my OC’s Ame)

28. What is your favorite optional head? --MSD F-13!

29. What is your least favorite optional head? --MSD F-12…Bleh

30. What type of fantasy head would you like to see produced? --An elephant anthro!

31. What is your favorite wig for your doll? --They all only have one wig each…

32. What made you choose your BJD out of all the various types? --I love Bee-A’s elegant, mature face and her petite body! Plus she was a great price, but I would have gotten her even if she was the same price as the other DOD’s. As for the others they mostly perfectly fit the characters I had imagined them to be. (Except Touren, who was an impulse buy and I figured out his story after I got him)

33. Do you change your BJD's wig often and have you tried styling the wigs? --See #31…

34. How many wigs do you have? --Um, hello? #31??

35. How many shoes do you have for your doll? Does your doll have socks too? --I don’t feel like counting them all, but probably about 15 pairs of shoes between all of them (Xander only has one pair and Ani has two but the rest of them share shoes since they’re all the same size). Lydia and Phoenix share about 5 pairs of stockings.

36. What types of clothing does your doll wear? (name in order of favorite styles) --Lydia: goth, renaissance lady-style, casual, Xander: casual play clothes, Douban: casual and traditional Persian, Phoenix: colorful and frilly, Touren: punk, Ani: cute and playful.

37. Where do you purchase your BJD clothing? --I make most of their clothes myself, but occasionally I’ll buy them clothes from DollHeart or Dollmore.

38. Do you sew clothing for your doll? --Sure do!

39. Do you plan on dressing your doll as an anime character? If so, who? --My dolls have done cosplay before: Touren has dressed up as Sora from No Game No Life, and Douban has dressed as Gackt (okay not an anime character, but still cosplay!)

40. Do you make accessories for you doll? What kinds? --Arm warmers, scarves, belts, hats, hair ribbons, you naaaame it!!

41. Have you made doll items that you plan on selling? --I used to a while back, but I haven’t done it in years.

42. Do you sew/knit/crochet and for how long? --Yes, I’ve been knitting/crocheting for 10 years and sewing for more than twice that long.

43. Is there a type of music that you listen to when you are with your doll? --Not really, whatever I’m in the mood for at the time.

44. Have you ever thought about opening a doll shop? --I did for a while, but I had to focus on other things so I quit.

45. Do you have a specific area in your home where you keep your dolls or customize them? --They live in my home office/crafting room.

46. For how long did you know about BJDs before you actually got your BJD? --I first discovered them a year or two before I finally broke down and bought Lydia, then the others trickled in after her over a span of years.

47. Do you carry your doll around in the house? --Only when I’m showing them off to people, hehehe

48. Is there a special place in your house that you like to sit with your doll? --Sometimes I’ll sit with them while I’m making something for them in my craft room or while watching TV.

49. What are the comments you have heard in regards to your doll, after others have seen it in person? --“SHE’S SO PRETTY!!” or “that’s creepy”

50. Does your doll have their own website? --Do Tumblr and Instagram count? I used to have an actual website for my dolls, but I gave up the domain after a couple years because I wasn’t really maintaining it. Social networks are free, so I have those now.

51. What is the color of your doll(s) eyes now? Also give the size of eyes too.

-- Lydia: 16mm brown, Xander: 14mm violet, Douban: 12mm brown, Phoenix: 14mm light violet, Touren: 14mm brown, Ani: 12mm gold.

52. What is your favorite eye color for your doll(s) and why? --They all just have one pair that they wear permanently.

53. How often do you change the eyes? --See #52

54. How many different pairs of eyes do you have for your doll? --Anyone else noticing a pattern here?

55. Do you believe your doll has a "soul"? --Um, no…They do indeed have “life of their own” but it’s all in my imagination of course!

56. Do you talk to your doll? --Guilty.

57. When talking to your doll, how does she address you? -- Lydia addresses me as “Mama” but the others just call me Luna.

58. How do men react to your doll? --Most men have either thought they were beautiful or just didn’t really care…I have one male friend who can’t sleep in the same room with them though. XD

59. What was your favorite childhood doll growing up and why? --I had a rag doll named “Kachina” that I made when I was 11. I loved playing with her and making clothes for her! I even took her to Lebanon with me.

60. Did you have to sell items from a personal collection to raise money to purchase your doll? --Nope, I just saved money for a while.

61. If so, what did you sell? --Didn’t sell anything

62. How much do you spend on your doll a month? What is the maximum you would spend? --I don’t keep track of monthly spending really…I don’t think it’s out of hand enough to do that…

63. Have you purchased something you regretted later? --Nope

64. Do you like buying clothing sets for your doll? --Nah, I prefer to make their clothes. Especially since Douban and Ani are such odd sizes it’s hard to find ready-made clothes for them.

65. How often do you change your dolls clothing? --Every now and then, or if I make them a new outfit.

66. If you could take your doll anywhere with you in the world, where would that be? --JAPAN!! (I regret not taking any of my resin babies the first time I went, so I want to take at least one of them with me when I go back.) I did take Lydia with me to France, Xander to South Korea, and Ani to Spain.

67. Have you ever done something to your BJD and felt bad about it? (ex. leaving her naked all night, dropping her) --One time Lydia fell while I was taking pictures of her…Scared me to death, but luckily nothing happened.

68. What paint brand do you use on your doll? --Liquitex Acrylics and Faber-Castell chalk pastels.

69. If you were stranded on a deserted island with your doll, what 3 things would you want for your doll to have? --eh??

70. Does your doll have a girlfriend/boyfriend? --Hahaha, this is a fun question…Lydia has been long-distance married to a doll that belongs to a friend of mine for like 10 years now, Pheonix and Touren sort of like each other, and Douban is still single but too focused on his medical career to be interested in girls. Xander and Ani are too young still to be even thinking about such things (I think o x o;;).

71. Does your doll have siblings? --Lydia and Douban have a sibling-like relationship, Xander and Phoenix are actual siblings, and so are Touren and Ani.

72. Will you pierce your doll's ears? --Never!

73. Have you given your doll a manicure? What color? --Yes! Lydia has dark red fingernails, and Phoenix has a rainbow manicure.

74. Did you do the esthetic process on your doll? --Only on Phoenix so far. Xander has also had an elf-ear mod done.

75. If so, are you glad you did? --Yes! I have a special bond with Phoenix because I feel like she’s the most customized out of all my dolls. Xander HAD to be an elf, so no regrets there.

76. If not, why not? --Lydia was already sanded, Douban is tan so I’m afraid to do any sanding on him, and with Touren and Ani I just never got around to it.

77. If you could change anything they did with the BJD body, what would it be? --Umm…more options for hands (jointed fingers <3) and feet.

78. Have you sueded and wired your doll? --Ani was hot-glue sueded when I got her, but I actually removed the sueding because I didn’t like it.

79. If your BJD could be friends with any other BJD, which one would it be? --Hmm…they have quite a few friends already.

80. Do you plan to get more BJDs in the future? --OMG yes…I have 12 more dolls on my wishlist! (yes that means I want to eventually triple my collection)

81. If so, which BJDs? -- You might wanna sit down for this… • Umiko – Minifee Celine A-line Tan girl • Katja and Lexi – Kid Delf Almond BW girls x2 • Tara - Spiritdoll Smart Snowdrop BW girl • Maribel – Minifee Seorin A-line BW girl • Zahara – Littlefee Chiwoo girl • Kiri – Zuzu Delf Corni girl • Ouji – Luts Model Delf Avalanche Brown skin boy, cat ears added • Ame – Luts Model Delf Avalanche White skin boy, cat ears added • Jikai – Bluefairy Tiny Fairy Louis girl • Kairina – Resinsoul Bei White skin girl • QKR 2.0 – Resinsoul Bei Gray skin girl

82. Do you change the paint on your BJDs often? --Not really, Lydia and Douban are the only ones who I have re-done their faceups.

83. What is your BJD’s favorite color? --Lydia: Red, Xander: Green, Douban: White, Phoenix: RAINBOW! Touren: Black, Ani: Pink

84. In general, what is your SD’s mood or look? --Lydia: sweet, gentle mood; cute but deadly look…Xander: up to no good, Douban: professional, Phoenix: crazy colorful, Touren: punk, Ani: playful.

85. Describe your BJD's favorite outfit. --Lydia: crimson DollHeart Fer outfit, Xander: monster hoodie and jeans, Douban: brown striped pants and an open kimono jacket, Phoenix: rainbow wa-loli kimono dress, Touren: black leather pants and grey hoodie, Ani: teddy bear t-shirt and pink shorts.

86. Does your SD have a formal name? What is it? --Lydia Scheherazade Draculesti Kovaleh-Yueh, Alexander Elrond Kotani, Phoenix Zoe Kotani, Douban Ahmed al-Razi, Touren Oukami, and Ani Oukami.

87. Do you have any colored wigs for you SDs? (green or pink) Which ones? --Lydia’s wig has wine red tips and streaks in it…does that count?

88. What BJD would you like to see in the future?

-- At this point in the hobby, I feel like everything’s been done already, but I’d like to see more steampunk themed or android dolls.

89. If you have more than one BJD, do you favor one over the others? --Lately I’ve been paying lots of attention to Ani because she’s my newest doll and is a unique size…she needs a whole new wardrobe just for her!

90. Is your BJD for display only? --I guess you could call them “display mostly” XD I do pose them for pictures/photostories and I’ll pick them up when I show them to people, but most of the time they just sit around in their chairs.

91. Do you have any brand name clothing for your SDs? --Just a few Dollheart things for my MSDs and one 9NineStyle outfit for Ani.

92. Is there any BJDs you regret not buying? --Eh, not especially

93. Do any of your friends own BJDs? --Yup!

94. Do you have BJD get-togethers?

--I used to have friends over to do doll things and make photostories but I haven’t in quite a few years.

95. Have you lied about the true cost of your SD to your family or friends? --Nope, I’m pretty honest about it.

96. Do you think of yourself as being obsessive about your BJD? If so, explain? --I think I was at first, but I’m not nearly as bad as some other people I’ve seen.

97. If the house was on fire, what would you grab first? Your SD, wallet, clothes or no time and save yourself? --I’d probably grab my dolls and laptop (Mah FILES!) first…everything else is replaceable.

98. Did you buy a digital camera only because you wanted to take pictures of your BJD to show off online? --No, I have DSLR but I use it for other things besides just my dolls.

99. If you passed on, who gets your SD? wife/husband/kids/best friend/no one...it goes with me! Explain why! --I’ll give them to a daughter or granddaughter that I know will love them and take good care of them, but if I end up not having any kids, my dolls are going with me to the grave!

100. Do you think you'll ever tire of your BJD? Why/Why not? --Hehehehe…I’ll probably still be extra-possessive over them even when I’m a 90-year old grandmother!

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