#he was one of the most craziest and excited animal I ever met

[ratguy-nico]

People I was getting nostalgic and remembered my ol' pal

This is Rod Susu (you can not laugh of his name... it sounds better in spanish I swear)

He passed away two years ago and last year I made this in his memory.

He was a black rat, he loved to eat chicken and palta/avocado/aguacate. He loved to sleep on my hoodie. He had a bump on his tail cause he was crazy and always getting in trouble.

It was one of the best things that happened to me. And looking at pictures of him, I can still smell him XD

He had a dog brother and a cat sister, and even though his brother always tried to eat him, he still loved him. And her sisters didn't give a fuck.

Estaba loco, era un consentido, un pesado y un revoltoso, me mordia pero más mordia a mi hermana xd

No he conocido una rata igual a esta. Y siempre lo amare por eso.

... Oh y tenia los medios huevos XD

#my art #ratposting #rat art #ratblr #i think tumblr loves rats as much as me #XD #this are all tags that actually exists #so yeah #Im not emotional #Im mean I am a little #but believe me #that rat lived like a king #he died in my hands #and i knew he was loved #i will always remembered him happy #he was one of the most craziest and excited animal I ever met #this drawing is old #but actually i really like it

[invisibleanonymousmonsters]

Non-Sequential [Ch. 4]

Pairing: Pre-Serum Steve Rogers/Steve Rogers x Reader

One night, Steve Rogers met a beautiful dame named Y/N. He hadn’t intended on letting her get away. But fate had other ideas. Y/N appeared and disappeared in his life so hauntingly that Steve started to wonder if she was an angel meant to watch over him.

Word Count: 2,800

A/N: Inspired by the film The Time Traveler’s Wife. But not one of those fics that just literally rips off the whole movie and plugs in characters where they please.

Chapter 3

Y/N watched with an amused shyness as Steve moved about his room, grabbing clothes for her to wear. She kept the blanket tightly around her body. Losing her clothes was one of the many downsides of time traveling. It was embarrassing and awful, and it only made figuring out where and when she was that much more challenging and awkward.

“Here,” Steve held out a pile of his clothes for her.

“Thank you,” she replied. But instead of going to the bathroom, she started changing right there.

Steve quickly turned around, ever the gentleman.

“I should probably just get clothes for you to keep here,” he told her as his back remained to her.

“But I like wearing your clothes,” she admitted.

Steve turned around to see her in a part of his sweatpants and a t-shirt. He wanted to say that he liked her wearing his clothes too, but he held his tongue.

“Well, maybe some underwear…and a bra or two.” Y/N added honestly.

Even the most innocent mentioning of linger had Steve blushing.

Y/N let out a giggle at his obvious embarrassment.

The sound made Steve’s eye shoot right back to her face, as if he couldn’t bare to miss a single time she laughed or giggled, or even just smiled.

“It’s fine. I can probably ask Nat.”

“How old are you?” Steve asked.

She shrugged. “Still 20. It’s only been a couple months since I last saw you.”

Then Steve noticed something right below her left eye. His jaw clenched and he stepped forward quickly. “What happened?”

He’d lost enough fights and taken enough beatings to know what a fading bruise looked like.

However, Y/N jumped back in fear at his sudden approach. Almost like she was scared of him. The obviousness of it broke Steve’s heart.

She turned slightly away from him, trying to obscure his view of the area. “It’s nothing. I play soccer,” she told him quickly. “A girl elbowed me in the face during my last game.”

Steve stared into her y/e/c eyes, trying to find any indication that she was lying. “Did you win?” He finally asked.

Y/N smiled. “Of course.”

“I’ve missed you,” Steve sighed without meaning to. It had just slipped out. Seeing her smile, hearing her laugh… it entranced him all over again.

Y/N gulped at the sincerity in his words. “You did?”

“I’m always missing you. It feels like that’s all I ever get to do,” Steve admitted quietly.

“Steve, it’s your turn to decide on-” Wanda had barged into Steve’s room without thinking and stopped mid-sentence at the sight before her. “Oh, I’m sorry!”

“It’s OK, Wanda.” Steve assured her. “What were you saying?”

“It’s your turn to pick takeout,” Wanda said, more shy this time. But she couldn’t take her eyes off of Y/N.

It was impossible for Steve not to notice. “You two didn’t get to formally meet last time. Wanda, this is Y/N. Y/N, this is Wanda.”

Y/N stepped forward and offered her hand. “It’s nice to meet you.”

Wanda smiled at the girl’s politeness and shook her hand. But as soon as their skin touched, Wanda gasped slightly. “You…You’re special.”

“Not really,” Y/N immediately shut down.

Steve could see where this was going. “Wanda, why don’t you go ahead and pick takeout for me tonight? I think Y/N and I are going to keep to ourselves.”

But Wanda looked sad at the idea. “No! You can’t. You know the rules.”

Y/N looked at Steve worriedly. “The rules?”

Steve scratched the back of his neck. “We have family night once a month. Order takeout or cook. We rotate who gets to pick the food.”

“No one’s excused. It was Steve’s idea,” Wanda added with amusement. “And this month is his turn to choose.”

Steve was about to protest. He didn’t want to overwhelm Y/N. Everything about their relationship was already weird and confusing. He’d met her almost a hundred years ago and she had just met him for the first time a couple months ago. The last thing she needed was to be stressed out and interrogated by Earth’s mightiest heroes. But Y/N spoke before Steve could excuse them. “Sounds like fun!”

“Great! You gotta order the takeout in 5, Steve. Otherwise Sam and Tony might kill each other.” Then Wanda practically fluttered out the room.

Steve’s entire expression softened now that it was just him and Y/N again. “You sure about this? We really don’t have to go. The team can be… a lot.”

She smiled at his obvious concern for her. “Steve, I jump back and forth through time without ever know when it will happen, where I’ll end up, or how long I’m stuck there. Do you really think your friends scare me?”

Steve smirked at her sass. “You have a point there, now don’t you?”

“Plus, they’re not just your friends,” she added. “They’re your family too.”

He nodded slowly. “I guess I’m just being a little selfish.”

Y/N tilted her head. “What do you mean?”

“I just wanted you to myself.”

She giggled at that, making him instantly brighten a bit. “Sharing is caring, Steve.” Then she grabbed his hand. “Come on. I wanna meet the rest of them.”

Steve’s grip tightened around hers. Even the most innocent of touches made his heart beat faster. Sam’s words from earlier kept playing in his head and he tried his best to push them back.

The conversations stopped when the team saw Steve walk in with a girl’s hand in his. They didn’t even bother to be subtle about it.

“Guys – as some of you know – this is Y/N. Y/N, this is the team,” Steve introduced. Then he went down the line and introduced everyone individually.

It was Sam who came out of the group and hugged Y/N tightly. She laughed at his forwardness and didn’t take long to recover from the surprise.

“Alright, kid. We got beer in the fridge and if you want the heavier stuff, the bar is right over there,” Tony pointed out.

She smiled and nodded. “Beer sounds great.” When she started walking forward to follow Tony to the fridge, Steve opened his mouth to interrupt.

Sam saw it about to happen. “Leave her alone, Steve,” he muttered lowly so no one else would overhear. “Stop acting like your father and just hang out with her.”

Steve eyed him.

“She’s not a kid,” Sam added roughly. “Girl’s probably been drinking since she was 16.”

Steve sighed, knowing Sam had a point. Steve just couldn’t help but be overprotective.

To his shock, Y/N fit in with the group effortlessly. She wasn’t intimidated by the Avengers at all. Which just made Steve realize she saw them as people first, superheroes second. It gave him a relief that he didn’t know he needed.

When she seemed to be overwhelmed by any of it, she always found her way back to Steve’s side. It was like she was battery that needed to be charged and Steve was the electricity to do it.

Her effort to get to know his friends warmed his heart.

Slowly but surely, he realized she wasn’t as much of a kid as he kept forcing himself to believe. His mom always used to tell him that girl’s matured faster than boys, and men should just learn to keep up. But now he was could see it for himself.

It was later in the night now. Everyone had gone to bed now, except Sam, Nat, Steve, and Y/N. They had continued drinking on, even though Steve had yet to even feel a buzz.

He sat close to Y/N on the couch as the other two sat across from them on another one.

“Can I ask you a question?” Sam asked Y/N carefully, but there was animation in his eyes.

Steve watched her response closely.

Y/N smiled lazily. “Sure.”

“What’s the craziest thing you’ve seen?”

The question wasn’t meant to be intrusive. Sam asked it with awe, like her time traveling wasn’t a condition. She wasn’t a freak to Sam. Instead, she had a beautiful and magical gift.

Y/N took a giant swig of her mixed drink and cleared her throat. “I saw my own birth.”

Everyone was silent.

Y/N’s eyes went into a daze and she was mentally thrown back into the memory. “I showed up in a hospital closet. It was lucky – grabbed a pair a scrubs right there,” Y/N giggled. Then her eyes wandered off again. “I knew there had to be a reason for being there. I started walking down hallways, glancing into rooms every so often. Then I saw my dad at the end of a hallway. He had this panicked, yet excited, look on his face. He was younger, handsomer.” She smiled softly. “Then there was yelling and he rushed back into a room. That’s when I saw the date on a nearby patient’s log. It was my birthday. I saw them hold me in their arms. My parents looked…so happy. It’s strange seeing someone love you for the first time.”

She finally snapped back to the present. Nat, Steve, and Sam looked at her with wonderment.

“Sorry. I’ve never told anyone that before.” Y/N immediately shrunk into herself a bit, mistaking their reactions for discomfort.

“You don’t have to apologize,” Nat assured her.

Then Y/N looked to Steve and he had a shy, but encouraging, smile on his face.

Sam let out a huge yawn.

“Do you need to be put to bed?” Nat teased him.

“No, I can party all night!”

Nat rolled her eyes. “Stop acting like you’re a college frat star. Come on.” She got up and melodramatically pulled him to his feet.

“Wait, wait, wait,” Sam tugged against her. Then he turned around and practically tackled Y/N further into a couch with a hug.

Y/N giggled uncontrollably at it.

“I’m glad we finally got to hang with you,” Sam mumbled into her body.

“Me too,” she answered.

When Sam got up, Nat gave her a much less dramatic hug as well.

“Goodnight,” the two said to Y/N and Steve.

“You ready to go to bed too,” he asked her innocently, no hidden meaning behind his words. She nodded. “But will you stay and talk with me a bit more?”

He smiled immediately and nodded.

When they got to Steve’s bedroom, Y/N dramatically plopped herself on top of his bed, star-fishing the entire thing and staring up at the ceiling.

Steve couldn’t help but chuckle.

Y/N scouted over and faced him, then patted the other side of the bed for him.

Steve hesitated.

“Come on. Stop being so old-fashioned,” she teased.

He sighed, but did what she asked. He struggled with imagining a world where he wouldn’t do anything that Y/N asked.

Y/N laid on her said, one of his pillows tucked comfortably under her head. She tried to ignore how strongly it smelled of him. The scent was intoxicating. It just felt right.

She suddenly giggled for no reason.

Steve shook is head. “Is someone a little drunk?”

“Drunk? No. A little buzzed? Definitely. Don’t insult my tolerance, Steve.”

His smile dropped a little bit.

“You know, I’m not a kid,” she suddenly declared.

Steve’s brow furrowed. “What do you mean?”

“I know you feel like you have to look after me or that I’m this innocent teenage girl… You met me when you were 16. But I’m not 16, Steve. So stop acting like you’re going to corrupt me, OK?”

“What made you bring this up?”

“I just… I can feel you holding back. Like, you want to say things, but you won’t. Or you want to…” She stopped herself. “I don’t know.” Her eyes turned sad. “Are you scared of me?”

Steve frowned at the question. “Scared of you?” He repeated. “Why would I be scared of you?”

“I can’t always hide what I am to the people in my life. Sooner or later they find out. Some of them… it freaks them out. When they realize I know things about the future or truths about the past, they don’t want to be around me anymore.”

She couldn’t look at him now.

“Hey,” Steve whispered. Without being able to stop himself, he softly gripped her chin and made her look up at him. “You never, ever scare me, Y/N. You hear me?” He waited.

Y/N nodded reluctantly.

“What you’ll learn about the future or see in the past – well, I think it’s extraordinary.” Steve took in a deep breath.

Y/N’s eyes filled with tears and she scooted closer to bury her face into his chest. Steve instantly wrapped his arms around her waist.

They laid like that for some time.

Y/N pulled away, but remained just an inch or two away from Steve’s face.

“I have to tell you something,” she declared. “I…uhh…lied to you earlier.”

Steve waited patiently.

She gestured to the fading bruise on her face. “I didn’t get this from a soccer game.”

Steve’s gaze darkened. He wanted to ask for a name. He actually has to consciously stop himself from demanding it in a growl. But he knew that was the wrong approach to take. So he waited patiently for her to continue.

“I’ve been seeing this guy,” she began.

Steve swore his heart dropped to his stomach.

“He was drunk – we were both drunk. But he was far more than me. He kept trying to…” her words died down, but she knew Steve got what she was trying to say. “It’s not like we hadn’t before. But I told him no – said to stop. But he wasn’t listening. I tried to shove him off me. I know he didn’t mean to. But ended up knocking me in the face.”

Steve saw red. It took every fiber of his being to even control his breathing.  

His silence seemed to panic Y/N. “Steve, say something.”

“Has he hurt you before?” He finally spoke. She immediately shook her head. “No. And he won’t ever again. I’m done with him.”

Steve nodded. He knew he couldn’t tell her what to do or what not to do. She was a young independent woman.

“I’m sorry I lied to you,” she told him quietly. “I don’t know why I did that.”

“It’s OK, Y/N.” He rubbed comforting circles on her hip.

Silence again.

“Did he know…about you?” He asked.

“No,” she answered. “There was always – There was something missing with him. I knew not to trust him with that. I guess I knew it wouldn’t work out before it even really started.”

“Y/N,” he tried to choose his words carefully. He couldn’t dictate her life. “Promise me you won’t see him ever again.”

She chuckled at him.

“Why are you laughing?”

“You’re like my little protector. Well…” her eye’s grazed over his muscular shoulders and biceps, “little isn’t really the right word.”

Steve had the audacity to blush.

Y/N caught it and her face turned somber. “You worry about me a lot, huh?” She whispered.

Steve was quiet as he thought of how he wanted to respond.

“You were there for me when I needed someone the most. Always. You were always there.” He sighed. “I know it hasn’t happened for you yet, but I lived through it already.”

Then Steve reached forward and brushed his thumb against her cheekbone. “I’m always going to look after you.”

“As a friend?” Y/N challenged. She wanted him to say it was more. She needed him to confirm that he was feeling what she had been feeling since they day she met him.

Steve hesitated, but finally said, “For now.”

It wasn’t what she wanted to hear. But it didn’t completely discourage her like she feared. 

The next morning, Steve expected to wake up with Y/N disappeared, leaving a pile of clothes in her absence.

But she wasn’t gone. Instead, Y/N was still tucked against his side, sleeping peacefully. She was still with him, safe.

With the morning light dancing across her skin and her soft, even breaths tickling his skin, Steve finally accepted that he loved Y/N. He couldn’t keep repressing his feelings from the 30s, when he didn’t think they had a chance.

But he had just become a part of Y/N’s life while she had been with him for over 80 years. He couldn’t just thrust his feelings onto her. It wouldn’t be fair. 

So... he would wait. He’d be anything she needed him to be: a friend, a protector. He just hoped one day she’d see him as something more.

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Chapter 5

Sorry this took me longer than I wanted. I hadn’t had any time to write this week.  Let me know what you think!

I do not to taglists. Here is the series’ masterlist: Non-Sequential

#non-sequential series #non-sequential chapter 4 #pre-serum steve headcanon #pre-serum!steve rogers x reader #pre serum steve rogers #steve rogers fic #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers reade insert #steve rogers fluff #steve rogers angst #marvel reader insert

[gray-anxiety]

“Because I love you” Loki x Reader

Request:

Loki x reader where loki turns into a snake to trick thor while they’re kids but instead y/n finds him and she also loves snakes so she takes him in as a pet and lets him rest in her shirt and just hide there for a bit, spending the entire day with y/n until night time and he slithers away making y/n cry the next morning because her ‘precious pet’ is gone, but years later y/n keeps finding these mysterious animals every so often like a cat and she always cares for them and loves them but they always disappear by morning, its always loki just wanting to be near her bcus he rly likes her ever since they were kids and stuff...but he notices thor is starting to hang around her more and he starts hissing at him or whatever animal he is that day, and thor realizes its loki and tells y/n who doesnt believe him until loki transforms and confesses ??

Hi I love this request so m u c h but I’m just really bad at writing so I messed it up imsosorry

sorry it’s really short, I’ve been really stressed being sick and unable to do huge projects due soon and studying for French finals :,) 

Also sorry it’s really bad and it’s being posted late,, wifi is still down all over town but I have 3G on my phone-

Like this is genuinely really bad and I’m so sorry for that, I rushed and it turned out absolutely horrible-

Requests: Open (They’ll just take a few days to get out since life is crazy I’m sorry)

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Loki’s plan was perfect. Having spent the entire day following his brother, Loki knew where he’d be at exactly and it was finally time to exact his ultimate trick. Slithering around in the bushes, Loki mentally laughed at how perfect Thor’s reaction would be absolutely priceless. All too focused on his plan, Loki failed to notice the presence of his friend Y/N who picked him up.

“Hey, you. You’re a cute one, aren’t you?” Y/N stroked Loki’s black-green scales in a loving manner and let his long body curl around her arm while she moved on to stroke his head. Loki, on the other hand, was absolutely panicking as Thor had just past the exact location Loki needed to be in. Y/N cuddled the snake closer and had the idea of bringing the snake home. After all, most snakes in Asgard weren’t poisonous, well, at least around the palace.

“Let’s go home, shall we?” Y/N giggled as the snake latched on to the inners of her shirt as soon as she placed it into its new shelter for the day. Loki, though angry his plan didn’t work, was actually quite happy being with the girl he had harbored feelings for since he met her. Alas, Loki knew she would never like the outcast of the royal family. She liked Thor. So, Loki was determined to make the most out of this precious time he had with her before he had to leave the confines of this snake body.

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The entire day, Y/N went around with a snake wrapped around her, whether it was on her head, around her shoulders, arms, or just simply enjoying the numerous pockets she had. Y/N showed every single person her new pet, naming him Snake simply because she wanted him to have a name. Even the Queen smiled seeing the H/C girl run around with a friend that wasn’t servants or Thor knowing that the girl was lonely after her parents had abandoned her long ago. The girl played and played with her new friend until she had gotten so tired she couldn’t even stand anymore. Y/N loved her snake friend. Loki loved being considered her friend and relished in feeling loved from someone other than his mother, but alas, Loki knew that he couldn’t stay as a snake for eternity.

“Goodnight, Snake. I love you.” Y/N kissed the snake’s head softly and rolled over, falling asleep almost immediately. Loki felt immense guilt from leaving Y/N behind, but eventually, just maybe, he wouldn’t have to be a snake to be the girl’s friend; or lover. The snake slithered down the bed and onto the cold wooden floor. Crickets chirped as the night had only just begun, but the darkness didn’t make leaving any better for the boy. Green light surrounded the being that once was a snake into a misunderstood raven-haired boy. Loki looked at the sleeping girl before him and turned his head to see her better. His eyes softened and acting only on impulse, kissed the girl’s head and moved a tendril of hair out of her face.

“I love you too.”

Loki hopped out the window and teleported to the halls just outside his room, almost making a successful escape, Loki leaped at the door and opened it, almost closing it before a voice rang out.

“You shouldn’t have left her convinced you were an actual snake, Darling.” Loki froze and eventually opened the door to greet the knowing eyes of Queen Frigga herself.

“Mother!” Frigga gave a knowing smile and bowed her head; shaking it side to side slightly. She understood why.

“Don’t leave her lonely, child.”

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Light streamed throughout Y/N’s room, waking up the girl from a peaceful and happy sleep, but the girl felt wide awake almost immediately; excited to play with her new friend. She rolled over:

“Good morning, Snake!-“  but the snake wasn’t there. Y/N shot up from the bed.

“No, no, no, no, no! Snake? Snake!” Y/N panicked even more when she saw the window was open next to her bed. The snake had easy access to escape. Tears started to fall down the girl’s cheeks at an alarming rate and sobs rang throughout the golden halls that morning; Loki heard them all.

Years later, Y/N still found animals and brought them home, caring them and loving them, but knowing that by morning they would be gone. Y/N always knew that most would be back eventually and always waited patiently for their return. Y/N always went on an afternoon walk for this very reason so she could always care for an animal in need. One afternoon, however, Y/N found a pitch black wolf lying in the cover of the bushes, sleeping soundly until she inched closer. The wolf perked its ears up and stood up, stretching and yawning after a good nap. Y/N smiled and turned her head ever so slightly, still looking at the beautiful wolf.

“Hello, there. Would you like to join me on my walk?” Y/N already knew the answer and stood up, patting her pants as a sign of ‘come on’. The wolf happily complied and always remained right by her side, sniffing the ground sometimes, and even pawed at a stick to play with the woman. Y/N and the wolf eventually stopped under a blooming sakura tree to lie down as the sun was reaching its peak. Y/N picked up numerous sakura flowers and braided them into the wolf’s fur as it was just long enough like it was meant to be braided. The wolf had no complaints and even licked Y/N when she finished braiding.

“Y/N!” The wolf growled at the nearing figure, already knowing it was his thunderous brother Thor long before Y/N even responded to the shout. Y/N stood up and ran to Thor, hugging him as a way of saying hello. The wolf neared the duo, never once stopped growling even after Y/N told the wolf to quiet down. Thor sighed and looked at the wolf, then to Y/N.

“Another animal of yours that hates me? What would make that now? The 30th one?”

“Thor, you know animals just don’t like you for being so loud. If you were quieter, perhaps they would enjoy your presence much more.” Y/N scoffed and went back towards the tree, lying down in the numerous blossoms that had fallen. The wolf and Thor stared each other down for a long while until Thor broke the eye contact to walk even closer to the wolf and the wolf growled even more at this. By then, Thor had figured it out.

“Hello, Loki. Still playing as animals to be near her?” Thor shook his head and gave a knowing smile. “You love that girl more than anyone else I know.” Loki flipped at Thor’s knowledge of his acts and almost started barking had it not been for the girl that sat meters away. Thor walked up to the woman and sat down, calling for her attention.

“Y/N, those animals that keep leaving every night you see them? That’s Loki.” Y/N rolled over and stayed quiet for a moment until she started to laugh.

“That’s the craziest idea I’ve ever heard, Thor! Now why in all the nine realms are you saying that?” Y/N nudged Thor a little bit in a teasing manner.

“Because it’s true.” Before the woman was none other than Loki Odinson himself; blushing beyond belief that he had finally been caught. Y/N’s jaw slacked in surprise and stood up. Y/N eventually started to rush towards Loki and cup his face, making him make eye contact with her.

“Now why would you do that, Loki? If you wanted to be near me all what you would’ve had to do was to say so!” Loki sighed and placed his hands over Y/N’s.

“Because I love you.”

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[joybooth]

Vogue 73 questions with Mike Lawson and Ginny Baker

“Hey Mike, what’s going on?”

“Not much, lookin’ forward to doing this interview.”

“I am too. Are you guys ready to answer 73 questions?”

“Sure, let’s go find Ginny.”

It turned out they found her sitting on a lounge by the pool in leggings and a t-shirt.

“So, you guys just finished playing in the World Series, any regrets?”

“No, we were excited to get there again this year,” Mike answered sitting next to Ginny.

“I mean, I hate to lose, but we played hard and that’s all you can do.”

“How many baseball games do you think you’ve played in your life?”

“For me? I have no idea. I’ve been playing since I was 5. That’s 35 years, between little league, AA, AAA and the majors? Let’s just say a lot,” Mike laughed.

“Same, minus 10 years,” Ginny added.

“Which of your competitors has helped you improve your game the most?”

“I would say Aaron Judge, a great hitter always makes me work that much harder for a strike.”

“Nolan, Nolan Arenado. I like to steal, but he keeps me honest.”

“If you could play any other sport, what would it be?”

“Tennis?” Ginny shrugged.

“I’ve always liked hockey.”

“Past or present who would you love to play with?”

“I gotta say Babe Ruth,” Mike said.

“For me, Cy Young or Yogi Berra.”

“What’s are you superstitious about?”

“I like a certain practice cage. I don’t know if it is a superstition, but I always go for that one if it’s available, and Mike used to sleep with his bat on game days.”

“Where do you go when you need to relax?”

“If I told you that, it wouldn’t be relaxing anymore,” Mike joked.

“We spend a lot of time at home, but we just took a vacation to Baja and that was really nice.”

“What is your nickname?”

“I call him old man.”

“And I call her rookie.”

“Who is the funniest person you know?”

“Dwayne,” Ginny answered after a moment of thought.

Mike nodded. “He is great. We were at a fundraiser for his foundation the other day, and everyone at the table was laughing crying.”

“Wait, do you mean Dwayne Johnson?” the interviewer asked.  

“Yeah, we met at the Espys and get together every now and then. He throws a great BBQ every year.”

“OK, what is your go to karaoke song?”

“Baker loves anything by Beyoncé or Katy Perry. I stick to the Eagles and Duran Duran.”

“What song always makes you want to dance?”

“He is right. I love Katy Perry and Beyoncé, but Uptown Funk is my jam.”

“I don’t dance much, but no one can resist Love Shack.”

“What is your walk out song?”

“I have a mix I listen to, it’s mostly instrumentals to help me clear my head.”

“I go for the classic, eye of the tiger.”

“If you could only read one book from now on, what would it be?”

“Treasure Island has been my favorite for a long time. I’ve read it 5-6 times, and I wouldn’t mind reading it again.”

“That is really hard for me, because I don’t read things more than once very often, but… I’m going to say Esperanza Rising. I know it is a kid’s book, but I still have the copy I read in 5th grade. Someday I want to be able to share it with my kid.”

“Most absurd rule in baseball?”

“It’s not really a written rule, but there is this thing where everyone must be involved in am on-field fight. When Gin went after the Mountain, our assistant coach had to walk out there and hold onto the other coach. These guys are in their 60’s hugging on the field so it is nice and even numbers. I mean I get it, but it can look pretty silly.”

“Describe your style in one word?”

“Comfy?” Ginny ventured.

“If you could raid anyone’s closet who would it be?”

“David Beckham,” Mike answered quickly.

“Serena Williams.”

“Any hidden talents?”

“I love to knit.”

“No kidding. I can’t tell you how many times she got me with one of her needles on the bus.”

“On purpose?”

“No, he is just clumsy and doesn’t look before he sits down.”

“I did get some cute hats and that blanket over there out of it, though.” He gestured to a knit blue and white blanket with a Padre’s logo on it draped over a leather chair.

“Looks nice, now for a hard one. What is love?”

“Baby don’t hurt me?” Mike joked, Ginny batted his arm. “No, seriously, love is different for different for different people but for me, it is a commitment to something that you care deeply about.”

“That and finding someone to see the best in you even when you can’t see it in yourself.”

“What is the most romantic thing you’ve done for each other?”

“He leaves me notes in my locker on days when we don’t work together.”  

“She rubs my back.”

“Best or worst pick up line someone has ever used with you?”

“I thought it was funny when this guy said, I was so distracted by you that I ran into that wall over there. So, I am going to need you name and phone number for insurance purposes.”

“Who said that?” Mike asked.

“Never mind, what’s yours?”

“A girl just walked up, put her hand out and asked me I could hold it while she went for a walk.”

“Did you?” the interviewer asked.

“I did,” Mike smiled, then he reached out and squeezed Ginny’s hand.  

“Who was your childhood crush?”

“This guy.”

“She finally admits it. She had my poster on her wall, but now I have hers too.”

“What was the last show you binged?”

“We just got done rewatching all of Brooklyn 99.”

“He was a thing for Rosa.”

“She does too.”

“I mean, doesn’t everyone?”

“Name one thing you can’t live without.”

“Air?” Mike joked.

“A good wifi network,” Ginny groaned. “I hate when I’m on the road and we finally get to a hotel and they have super slow internet. I just want to relax and watch Youtube or scroll tumblr.”

“Name something you are terrible at.”

“Bowling,” Ginny answered.

“I suck at word games, scrabble, boggle, all that stuff. She usually beats me by at least 100 points.”

“What is the most nervous you’ve ever been?”

“My first game in the majors.”

“Same. Mine, not hers. I wasn’t really nervous for her because we didn’t know each other, but I remember almost blacking out the first time I walked onto the field.”  

“Name one bad habit you just can’t break.”

“I bite my fingernails, so I have to keep them super short, but that’s fine, because I would have to for pitching anyway.”

“I am an emotional shopper. When things aren’t going well in life, I use retail therapy way too much.”

“He is not kidding. The good thing is he cleans his closet out once every six months and donates a lot of impulse buys to charity.”

“Craziest fan moment?” “A lady told me she named her baby after me and asked me to sign her. I signed her little shirt, but it was a little weird.”

“What is one phrase you use too much?”

“I’m just sayin’. She keeps reminding me how much it annoys her, but it just rolls off my tongue.”

“That’s ok, I always say my bad, and he hates that, so we are even.”

“If you could be any animal, what would it be?”

“I want to say something bad ass, but really I’m a house cat.”

“I can totally see that. I am a… a bear, but mostly because I just want to sleep and be left alone sometimes.”

“Can you say something in a different language?”

“Que bola? Its Cuban for what’s up. I picked it up from Livan.”

“I speak some Indonesian, from my mom. Tidak apa apa is no worries, which is what I use most in like everyday conversation.”

“What is one cause you care deeply about?”

“It is hard to name one, but I work a lot with our local children’s hospital,” Mike answered.

“I support NAACP legal defense fund, Equal justice initiative and the African wildlife foundation.”

“How do you celebrate your wins?”

“Ice cream or beer depending on the day.”

“How do you deal with loses?”

“I try to figure out what went wrong, so I can do it differently next time,” Ginny said thoughtfully.

“How do you deal with haters?”

Ginny laughed, “You just gotta block’em out.”

“If you could redo one game which would it be?”

“The game where I messed up my knee the first time.”

“Yeah, when I almost got the no hitter and instead messed up my arm, that was pretty bad.”

“Besides baseball what would you like to be remembered for?”

“Being a good person.”

“If you weren’t baseball players, what else would you be?”

“I would do something with cars.”

“I would do something with history? Teaching or maybe be an anthropologist?”

“Do you have a pregame ritual?”

“I have a pump mix but mostly I like to meditate and mentally prepare. I usually go over the lineup one last time with Mike.”

“How many MLB teams can you name in ten seconds?”

“The Padres, the Braves, the Dodgers, the A’s, the Rockies, the Yankees, Sox, Cubs, Phillies, Astros, Mariners…”

Mike took over, “Jays, Giants, Angels, Brewers…”

“And that’s time, good job. Name the best baseball player who ever lived.” “Babe Ruth.”

“Willie Mays.”

“If you could only eat one thing forever, what would it be?”

“Pizza?” Mike answered.

“Burgers, but they have to come with fries,” Ginny chimed in.

 “What movie always makes you cry?”

“Field of dreams.”

“The Lion King.”

“What movie makes you scream in terror?”

“My friends dragged me to the Omen once, which was pretty scary, but mostly I don’t watch scary movies.”

“I watched the exorcist way too young, and that pretty much put me off scary movies for life.”

“What is the most inspirational sports film of all time?”

“I always liked Cinderella Man with Russel Crow.”

“I really liked the Life of Pi.”

“Who do you want to play you in the movie of your life?”

“I don’t know that they would make a movie of my life, but when they make hers I think Ryan Gossling is a good choice, or Ryan Reynolds, or any of the Marvel Chrises.”

“If they made a movie… I would say… Letitia Wright maybe?”

“What’s the stupidest thing you’ve ever done?”

“As a kid I broke my ankle trying to do a skate board trick,” Mike scratched the back of his neck and flushed slightly.

“What is one skill you wish you had but you don’t?”

“I am trying to learn to cook, but Mike still does it most of the time.”

“If you were a super hero, what would your name be?”

“Black Diamond.”

“Beard-Man.”

“Who’s your most famous follower on twitter?”

“I don’t have a twitter.”

“A lot of people follow me to hear about Ginny, I would say Anna Kendrick is the most famous.”

“You travel a lot for work, what are three things you take with you everywhere?”

“My headphones, a neck pillow, and my phone charger.” “Same.”

“Do you have an pets?”

“We have a dog,” Ginny whistled, and a mini pie ball dachshund call running out. “This is Chip. I named her after the cup from beauty and the beast. She is a super sweet girl.”

“What’s your zodiac sign?”

“I am a Libra and Ginny is a Leo.”

“What is your favorite flavor of ice cream?”

“He likes coffee or half-baked and I like Cherry Garcia.”

“What’s one household chore you hate to do?”

“We both hate the dishes, so we do them together, so we can get it over with quickly.”

“Do you have any collections?”

“I have a snow globe collection, and Mike collects baseball memorabilia.”

“Who is more competitive?“

“Me!” they both said quickly, then looked at the other and laughed.

  “What is your go to date night?”

“We like to go see comedians.”

“He just got us tickets to see Ali Wong for our anniversary.”

“If you could go anywhere on vacation where would it be?”

“We are going to Kenya next month, and I am really excited about that,” Ginny answered.

“Me too.”

“What is your love language?”

“I like acts of service and words of affirmation,” Mike answered seriously for once.

“and for me, it is quality time.”

“Sleep in or rise early?”

“Sleep in!” Mike grinned.

“Read a book or watch TV?”

“Watch tv,” they agreed.

“Kiss or hug?”

“Kiss,” they both snapped.

“Strength training or cardio?”

“Cardio,” Ginny answered automatically

“I like strength training,” Mike added.

“You guys recently got married, what was the biggest change?”

“Not really anything? We already lived together.”

“Calling him my husband, is weird sometimes.”

“What was your favorite part of the wedding?”

“When we left?” Ginny laughed.

“What kind of cake did you have?”

“Just plain yellow cake with chocolate frosting,” Mike answered.

“Who caught the bouquet?”

“My agent, Amelia.”

“What song was your first dance to?”

“Unforgettable.”

“What are you doing today?”

“We’re going to the farmer’s market, then coming home for dinner with some friends.” Ginny answered, walking toward the door.

“Can I come along?”

Ginny made a face. “No, thanks for stopping by though.”

#and my homegirl Ginny B #Ginny Baker #ginsanity #pitch #pitch rewatch #pitchwithdrawls #pitch fic #bawson #bawson fanfic #bawson fic #mike lawson #missing mike Lawson

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Titanic: Never Let Me Ed Chapter 17

Well, here it is. The final chapter to @nintendogal55 and I’s crossover of Ed, Edd n Eddy, and Titanic. It feels so bizarre that we started writing this in January and now it is finished. It’s bittersweet to see it end. 

Thank you all for reading our story! However, there are a few snippets of in-between sequences I have written so be on the lookout! And @nintendogal55 and I have been talking about another story collab on the epic disaster film, Twister so stay tuned! 

For now, enjoy the final chapter of Titanic: Never Let me Ed.

And if you would like to read the whole story, here is the masterpost.

“Let me see you, Double D!” Eddy beckoned amongst their tight embrace.

Edd felt overwhelmed, squeezing his dear lover tightly. “Please, don’t let go? I’m afraid you’ll disappear!”

Eddy shook his head. “Ain’t no way am I ever doin’ that to you again! ‘Sides I got a surprise for ya!”

Slowly releasing Eddy, Edd looked into the man’s baby blue eyes seeing himself in the reflection. Eddy had awful black wrinkles surrounding his eyes, indicating his lack of sleep. Other than that Eddy looked his usual self. But wait, did he look ready to cry again?

Reaching into his back pocket, Eddy pulled out a familiar black sock-like hat.

“My hat!” Edd exclaimed gleefully like a child. He thought he was never going to see it again. Taking it, Edd gently placed it over his head. Now he felt like himself. Then again, now he felt a sense of pride that he never felt before. This was the longest amount of time he spent without wearing his hat. And yet the scar didn’t matter. No, the scar was not a symbol that marked him as a monster as his parents made him out to be. Now he was brave. Strong. He could do anything. 

“How did you find it? No, what am I saying? How did you and Ed get yourselves to safety?” Edd asked both of them, out of breath from all the excitement. His heart was still racing.

“We got on a lifeboat that was upside down!” Ed explained. “Eddy and I were separated from you so we were calling out your name in the water but we got no answer!”

“I was calling out your names, too,” Edd declared sadly. He couldn’t bear that horrible loneliness out in the ocean. Edd had a feeling that Eddy was guilty that they didn’t stay together from the way he appeared quiet and uncomfortable. The man wouldn’t even meet his gaze. It was quite a contrast from his animated and loud personality that he never got tired of.

“And then we found Kevin who helped us on to the capsized lifeboat with a bunch of other men,” Ed went on. “Boy, was it freezing! Eddy and I had to snuggle together just to keep warm!”

“I wish I had someone to snuggle with,” Edd chimed in.

Sighing, Eddy tried to change the subject, folding his hands into his pockets. “So, how did you survive?”

Edd relayed his time on the broken door. How at first he called out to them, and then was almost drowned by some man. He explained how he balanced on the door, shivering, trying to stay hopeful. And then he went on to hallucinating Ed and Eddy being there with him when the lifeboat came to his rescue.

“... And after that, most of it is a blur. Next thing I knew I woke up in the hospital wing here on the Carpathia with a horrible case of hypothermia. Oh dear, I didn’t mean to worry you two! It’s my fault that we were separated!”

“No, it’s not!” Eddy gritted, his voice on-edge and raspy. “It could’a happened to me or Ed!”

Edd rested a hand on the man's tense shoulder. “Eddy, are you alright?”

“Yeah, never been better!” Eddy’s voice cracked. Finally, Eddy looked at Edd, his mouth trembling. That’s when it all came pouring out. Eddy sobbed, his body shaking. Edd wrapped his arms around Eddy, granting the man to cry into his shoulder. He circled his hand around his back in slow even motions, letting him cry.

It was sad, but it was very reminiscent of all the Titanic survivors mingling around trying to decide what they should do now. At least this was a happy reunion of sorts. 

Ed wrapped his arm around both of his friends, crushing them in a hug. It felt nice. Edd felt that warm sense of comradery. His face hurt from smiling so much. He couldn’t help it. Although this journey was a total loss for all aboard, even those who survived, Edd was free.

“The moment we saw your hat wash up near the boat, Eddy jumped in to rescue it! He cried for so long that the tears froze to his face!” Ed went on to explain.

Edd stared at Eddy, his heart breaking at such a painful image. Touching the man’s face, Edd wiped away the remaining tears. Trying to regain his composure, it was tough. Eddy was a natural at keeping his feelings bottled up. That was because he had nobody, or someone taunting him in his past. 

Edd kissed his forehead, making his eyes light up. Caressing Eddy’s hands, Edd whispered, “I am so happy you were able to get those miserable cuffs off.”

“Yeah, we were up all night trying to break them off,” Eddy laughed, clearing his ragged throat.

“We thought we were going to have to break off Eddy’s hands!” Ed joined in, wrapping his arms over both Edd and Eddy’s shoulders.

Even though he laughed along with his friends, Edd felt the humongous ache of guilt return to his heart. Eddy almost died because of his own naivety. No, it was Victoria. But, still, Edd conquered his fear and anxiety to save him. There were so many moments where they could have all died, but they didn’t. Because they trusted each other, ignoring the difference in class. That didn’t matter. In fact, it didn’t matter anymore. 

Grasping the hands of his love tighter, Edd pulled he and Eddy’s foreheads together. He could feel his warm breath against his face. “Oh Eddy, we can finally be together.”

Just then, Eddy smiled sadly, a mixture of pain and happiness lingering in his eyes. “Double D, you know you’d be better off without the two of us.”

Edd was shocked to hear Eddy say that. Ed was too. “Eddy, what on earth are you talking about? That is untrue!”

“Ed and I have nothin’, Double D! We’re just gonna hold you back!”

Folding his fists together, without any fear, Edd stood tall and mighty. “Eddy, if I learned anything it’s that I can be so much more. And I would never have learned that without you. And now, I have nothing. I lost everything. I have nowhere to go. And as far as my parents are concerned, they believe me to be dead and that is perfectly fine by me! I want to experience the world with you and Ed! Even if it means that the three of us are confined to the streets anything is better than returning to the chains that once held me down! We are the Eds after all.”

“That’s right, Double D!” an excited Ed agreed. He looked at Eddy to encourage him.

Eddy was still quiet, smiling at Edd with this expression that Edd adored. It was nothing like how Victoria used to look at him with a careless look of disdain.

“I actually have somethin’ for yah, Double D,” Eddy announced.

Reaching again into his back pocket, Eddy opened his hand to reveal the blue diamond engagement ring.

Edd’s whole body stiffened, recoiling from the object, feeling as if legs were going to give way and somehow he’d back into Victoria like this was all a dream. He remembered when Victoria slid it around his finger when he was so close to leaving in a lifeboat. It felt like it burned. Even in his hands when he was forced to sit on one knee and proposed to Victoria.

Maybe it will finally set you straight. Those were the exact words of his parents.

“Eddy, how did you...” he still couldn’t find the words to speak. Even’s Ed’s eyes marveled at such a sight. 

“It’s fell out ol’ Vicki’s pocket during the fight,” Eddy explained. “So, I picked it up.”

“You stole it,” Edd remarked, feeling his throat tightening. He tried not to look disappointed with Eddy but he couldn’t help it. Eddy was framed because of this ring. And now he actually stole it.

“You said it was worth a lot, so what if we pawned it and...”

All of sudden, Edd ripped the object out of Eddy’s hand and he threw it. He threw the ring with all his strength into the ocean. Grasping the railings, Edd watched it hit the water to make sure that it got its rightful demise. It made a plop noise with it hit the water. And then the ring sunk to the bottom of the ocean until it was out of sight. No more. 

“Double D!” Eddy shouted running over to the bars, catching sight of where the ring hit the water. Ed even joined him, still not sure of what to think about the situation. 

“What the hell did you do that for?” Eddy screamed.

“We don’t need that!” Edd retorted, still shocked with Eddy. 

“What do you mean we don’t need it? We could have found a home, food, or we could’a gotten your money back after Vicki paid for that thing behind your back, right?!”

Edd rested his hand on Eddy’s shoulder. Even with how boiling angry Eddy was with him he didn’t back away from Edd’s touch. There was no way he’d ever abandon Edd again. Not after the night they went through. 

“Eddy, don’t you see? We don’t need the ring! The three of us made it off the Titanic alive, didn’t we? No matter what our situations have been we’ve always managed to find a solution. Whether we’re sleeping under bridges or not we can get by. As you said, it’s fun waking up not knowing what is going to happen next. We need to make our lives count and live every day as if it is our last.”

Ed beamed, proudly nodding his head.

As for Eddy, he had calmed down some, staring into Edd’s green eyes. Bringing him closer, wrapping his arms around Edd’s slim frame, they hugged. It was comforting, especially after all the treacherous turmoil. 

And then, Eddy parted, straightening Edd’s hat. “Edd, I don’t know what to say to a guy who’s about to jump off the Titanic when it’s not sinking but jumps back on when it is.” They all took a moment to laugh at that remark. “But you are the craziest guy I have ever met!”

“You’re not one to talk!” Edd cooed.

“I thought I was the craziest!” Ed laughed.

Eddy bumped Ed in his arm. “Yeah, you get that award, Ed!”

“I’ve never met anyone with your unique personality, Ed. You are a kind man,” Edd complimented his new friend. He was also looking forward to all the adventures with Ed. They couldn’t leave him out of anything after all. He had a hand in rescuing them and keeping his friends together. 

Getting Edd’s attention, Edd rested his hand on Edd’s shoulder. “But if you're willing to stick with us, then what are you waiting for?”

Tears filled Edd’s eyes. Never had he ever felt more relieved to cry. Together the Eds placed their hands on the other's shoulder.

“You jump, I jump,” they all repeated.

“Hey, Ed!” It was May. Ed’s eyes lit up the instant he saw her. Taking two steps, Ed stopped looking back at his friends. Eddy motioned for him to go. And Edd smiled. As soon as Ed was given the okay, he was off like lightning, flying May through the air, and kissed her.

Edd and Eddy looked on at the scene in amusement. Seeing Ed happy made Edd feel all warm inside. Ed found love on the Titanic. As did he.

Gently taking his love’s hand, Eddy squeezed back. There was no lie that they were going to receive harsh criticism for their relationship. A relationship between the same gender didn’t meet the eyes of approval. Then again, Edd had broken so many rules and gone against his parents and Victoria. And now, He’d never have to worry about them ever again. 

Edd never felt happier and excited for the future ahead. Of course, he and Eddy would have their hardships but now he was going to live out the rest of his life with the friends he came to know.

“It’s a shame that Victoria ripped up that magnificent drawing of yours,” Edd said to Eddy. 

Eddy smirked, listing his eyebrow slyly. “I got a feeling there will be more of those.”

Again, their foreheads touched. Although it was a different setting, the moment still felt reminiscent of when they shared their first kiss on the bow of the Titanic.

“You’re sure I ain’t gonna hold you back?” Eddy asked with a teasing smile.

Edd kissed his nose. “Not a chance.”

Smiling so big, Eddy held him closer. “I love you, Edd.”

A tear fell down his cheek. “I love you, Eddy.”

Kissing never felt so right. As the Carpathia sailed away from the nightmare the Ed's look into the future.

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The rest of the journey to New York City, unfortunately, didn’t ease any of the Titanic survivor's nerves. A bout of heavy thunderstorms rocked the ship. The horrible noises of thunderbolts frightened the survivors, especially Edd, thinking that they struck yet another iceberg forcing them to go through a second nightmare. 

Since the Carpathia was much smaller in size compared to the Titanic, it didn’t have the proper accommodations to fit everyone. The Eds shared a cramped room with other third-class passengers. Due to the lack of beds they had to sleep on the floor. Edd didn’t mind. He had all the comfort he needed with Eddy spooning against him.

It was late, dark, when the Carpathia arrived in New York City on April 18, three days after the Titanic sank to the bottom of the ocean.

Standing out on the deck as it rained, the Eds basked over the Statue of Liberty as they passed by the grand sight.

“There it is, Eddy! The Statue of Liberty! I told you we’d be there before you know it!” Ed basked, hopping up and down like a child.

“The lady of liberty stands so tall! I respect the landmark!” Rolf, the foreign man who Ed and Eddy shared a room with on Titanic, basked.

“Look, Plank, just like you said! We made it!” Jonny marveled, holding up his piece of wood with a smile drawn on it.

Never had the Statue of Liberty ever looked so conquering. Edd and Eddy were holding hands, basking in the glory. There was no need for words. They made it.

“Hey, May, come on! Ma should be waiting for us!” Lee called out to her sister.

Again, Ed and May didn’t want to part. Only this time the situation was nothing like the impending doom that separated them.

“Do you think we’ll see each other again?” May asked, wrapping her arms around the tall man.

Smiling confidently, Ed nodded. “I know we will, bunny. We’re both staying in New York after all.”

They kissed each other until their hands slowly parted, and Ed waved to her until she disappeared with her sisters through the crowd. 

Again, Eddy and even Edd squeezed Ed’s shoulder supported his friend no matter what. “You’ll see her again, Ed.”

Walking towards the bow, the Eds leaned against the rails. The city was gigantic, glowing in all its lights. There were so many people at the dockside. It was sad knowing that most of these people weren’t going to have a happy reunion. Reporters were present as well, hoping to get all the information out of the survivors about the events.

“Excuse me?” An officer, with an umbrella in hand, asked. Taking one look at the three his nose turned up at their disheveled clothes. Still, a look of pity resorted in his eyes. “Can I have your names, please?” “Ed Hillis,” Ed responded first.

“I’m Eddy. Eddy McGee.”

Once the officer finished writing, he turned to Edd. Proudly, Edd took Eddy’s hand. “McGee. Eddward McGee. With two d’s.”

The officer wasn't sure how to respond but he moved on with his duties. 

Eddy flashed Edd a grin, feeling his heart light up, containing his excitement. “Has a nice ring to it, sockhead.”

“It always has, my turtledove.”

And the Carpathia docked. All the passengers filed off the ship. Finally, they were back on solid ground, in the big city of New York.

“Don’t know about you but I ain't goin’ on another ship for some time,” Eddy joked.

“We still have that letter to write to White Star Line,” Ed reminded him.

Edd smiled, enjoyed Ed and Eddy’s banter. No more frowns.

And now it was the Eds turn to leave the Carpathia. Walking down the gangplank with only the clothes they had on their backs, the Eds didn’t dare look back. Looking ahead, they walked into the future. With no idea where they were heading what mattered was that they were together and would never forget.

Make it count.

#ed edd n eddy #eene #Titanic #Never Let Me Ed #eene fanfiction #EddEddy #EdMay

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Who Will You Tell If Not Me?

the second part of this tyrus fic so make sure to read the first part if you haven’t!

you can read it on ao3

Summary:  What can be better than Cyrus's two best friends getting together? Nothing. So Cyrus better start working on that, all while avoiding being distracted by his own crush. tyrus and bandi

Notes: It's mostly some missing scenes from the other story with some inner monologue (this time Cyrus's POV! yay)

there's very little dialogue both parts share, but it's still a different POV so you might get new information. hope you have fun!

Cyrus had the most mind-blowing day.

It started with him dragging Buffy to the gym so she can have a one on one with TJ in order to prove to her the two could play together. The mind blowing part started when Buffy revealed she was starting her own girls' basketball team! How amazing was that? Cyrus could not be more proud of his friend, she was the most incredible, ambitious, young lady he's ever met.

Then, as the three teens exited the gym together, TJ gave Buffy the best rapology to ever exist! True, he wasn't sure any other rapolgies existed, but this one definitely took the cake. This time it was TJ Cyrus was seriously proud of. He came such a long way from the scary-basketball-guy he used to be when Cyrus first met him. Cyrus already got to see this better side of the athlete in the past; swinging together, TJ helping him in his Bar Mitzva, when he opened up to him about his learning disabilities and of course when he helped Cyrus learn how to do a somersault.

All this time Cyrus felt like the two were in a bubble and he was having so much fun with the taller boy. But now, seeing him go out of his way to be nice to his best friend, Cyrus felt he was seeing him in a new light.

Before he knew it, his heart was going ba-boom, ba-boom, ba-boom.

"So... You two certainly looked chummy with each other back there," Buffy said as the two friends watched the defeated basketball player walk away.

"Uhm."

And if you think all this was mind-blowing, wait until you hear what Cyrus discovered that night.

o~O~o~O~o~O~o~O~o

"No way!" That was all Cyrus could respond with to what Andi just told him.

It was late but Andi sounded like she really needed to share and Buffy was still busy with her family night. That's how Cyrus found himself, sitting at his desk at 9 PM facetime-ing his friend in his pajamas.

"Yes way! And we had the whole thing planned, you know? We got the ring and made dinner and the cake! It could have been perfect." Andi sighed.

"That's so crazy. I can't believe you were going to propose. And that your dad is going on tour." He put both hands on the side of his face to emphasize his shock.

Cyrus saw Andi leaning back on her chair through his phone's screen. "I know. With all said and done, I'm actually really happy for him. I'm disappointed we won't get a fall wedding but playing on tour is his dream." She leaned forward again and put her chin or her hand, her elbow resting on the desk. "Plus, how cool will it be to have a rock-star dad?"

The two friends smiled together at the thought and then started chatting about different matters. Cyrus told Andi the 'TJ is like a puppy' story, and to his dismay she only rolled her eyes at him in response. Andi told him about how she hasn't talked to Jonah since he left for camp and how she really didn't miss him at all.

"Really?" asked Cyrus. "You sounded pretty devastated when he first left." He tried to get a good look at her despite the dark room she was sitting in.

"I know, but it feels like ages ago. I feel like I'm finally 100% over Jonah Beck. To be honest I think I was for a while but I was too hung up on the past to see it."

Cyrus was really glad his friend finally put this whole mess behind her. Sure it was hard for him to witness while he himself had a crush on Jonah, but even without it, seeing the train wreck that was Andi's relationship with him was pretty painful. He decided it was also a good time to let Andi in on the new development of his feelings. At least the ones related to Jonah.

"Uh. Same."

This time it was Andi's turn to squint her eyes at the screen. "What do you mean 'same', Cyrus?!"

"It means-" he smiled- "that I'm 100% over Jonah Beck as well."

"How did you not tell me?" Andi laughed.

"I'm telling you now!" He put his hands up in defense and cracked a smile.

Cyrus knew he was usually more share-y with Buffy when it came to his love, or well, crush life, because so far Andi's involvement with his previous crush made it too painful to talk to her about it. He wasn't ready to admit his new crush to her yet (he barely could admit it to himself), but he was hoping that could change soon. After all, Andi was one of his two best friends in the whole world.

After they talked a little about Jonah, they went back to the first topic of their conversation.

"I still can't believe Bowie will be gone for so long." Said Andi. By now, both teens found their way to their beds, each lying on the pillow with their phone propped up against a book or a stuffed animal in Cyrus's case. "I hope mom will be okay."

Cyrus looked at her sadly. He was sure she was going to miss her dad as well. "Remember how awful it was when Buffy went away? We missed her so bad! But at least we had each other. And now you and Bex have each other, and you got both me and Buffy. You will be okay," He really wished he could hug his friend right then.

"Yeah.." Andi looked very pensive at what he said, making Cyrus wonder what she was thinking about.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked.

"Just the time Buffy went away. I really did miss her. I thought I would go crazy!"

"I know. She's such a great friend." He smiled. To his surprise, Andi only swallowed and turned her head towards the ceiling, so he could only see the shadows on the side of her face and not her eyes. "What is it?

"I-" He could barely see that she was biting her lips. "I'm not so sure I like her as a friend anymore."

"WHAT?! But you are best friends! We are the Good Hair Crew! What do you mean you don-"

"I mean-" she took a big breath- "that when Buffy moved it made me realize what she really meant for me. How important she is to me."

"But…" Finally, Andi turned back to look at the camera and let Cyrus see her face. "Oh," he said, "oh!"

Andi covered her face with her hands, embarrassed. "Please stop making that face." She said to her palms.

"What face?" Cyrus asked, grinning from ear to ear.

"That face!" she peeked between her fingers only to see Cyrus practically bouncing on his bed with excitement.

"I can't help it! My two best friends are going to be girlfriends! This is the best thing that ever happened to me!" And the craziest thing he discovered today by far.

"Oh my god Cyrus, don't say that." She finally revealed her face again. "It's not like she even likes me back, It's just a small crush."

"Hey, don't go and destroy a guy's dream." He pouted which made Andi laugh.

"Cyrus, you're ridiculous."

"And you are in love with your best friend." He sighed dramatically, clasping his hands together.

"Aahah!" Andi buried her face in her pillow this time, knocking the phone face down on the bed so all Cyrus could see now was black.

"Hey, who turned off the lights?" He joked, but only received another muffled scream in return. "Don't worry, Andi. It will be okay," he tried to reassure her. At last, the picture on his screen moved again and he saw Andi's flustered cheeks.

"Yeah." She sighed again. Cyrus let out a soft chuckle, and bit his lips to hold it back. "What?"

"Nothing," he said, "It's just that there's a saying that the gays group together."

At last, Andi laughed too. "This is ridiculous! Anyways, I'm pretty sure I'm pan."

"You're a pan?" Cyrus asked in confusion, "I thought you were human."

Andi almost choked on her spit with laughter after that comment. It took her a moment to calm down enough to start breathing again and explain what she meant. "Pansexual means I'm attracted to the person regardless of gender."

"Oh. That makes sense! Hm.." He put a finger on his chin as if pondering.

"Are you trying to think if you're pan?" Andi let out another small laugh.

"I was." He gave a crooked smile. "And I'm not. 100% gay." Right after the words left his mouth he eyed his bedroom door suspiciously. It was quiet. "Where did you learn that fancy word, anyways?"

"Actually, I didn't think about it until-" she stopped herself, thinking of what to say next- "uhm, a friend told me about it, and it just fit me so perfectly."

"A friend? Who? Do I know them?"

"Cyrus…" She gave him a look.

"Right." She can't out them. He was the first to know that. "I'm glad you told me, Andi."

"Me, too."

o~O~o~O~o~O~o~O~o

Cyrus was so freaking excited. He had the best day yesterday and he absolutely couldn't wait to tell his friends. "You are never going to believe what I did yesterday!" he exclaimed the second he spotted Buffy and Andi at their lockers before class.

"What did you do, Cyrus?" Andi asked.

"I," Cyrus began, proudly pointing at himself, "shot a basket!"

"You what?" Cyrus wasn't sure if he should have been offended by the shock in Buffy's voice, but then again, it was fairly justified.

"I shot a basket!" Cyrus was practically bouncing up and down with excitement. "TJ asked me to hang out at the park and he brought a basketball and he said we should play and I said 'oh no, no way, I can't even shoot one basket' and then TJ was all like 'no problem, Underdog, I will teach you' and then I tried to throw the ball and it didn't go in the hoop but TJ showed me what to do and I tried to throw the ball a bunch of times and I HIT HIM IN THE FACE with the ball once and his nose started to bleed and I felt so bad but he said it was okay and then he helped me with my stance and the position of my arms and then I DID IT!" Finally, he stopped for air before adding, "it only took me 34 tries!"

Both Andi and Buffy looked at him in shock, trying to process his long rant.

"TJ taught you how to shoot a basket?" Buffy asked and received vicious nodding from Cyrus, the biggest smile on his lips.

"And you threw the ball at his face?" Andi made sure, wincing while imagining what that felt like for TJ.

"Yeah." Cyrus laughed nervously. "I wanted to run away because it was so embarrassing, and at the same time I wanted to make sure he was okay. But he was so sweet about it, he just held his nose in his fingers and smiled at me and –he was just so sweet." Just remembering the day's events again made his heart swell with happiness. TJ was so clearly in pain but he acted all tough like it was no big deal. Cyrus wasn't sure if it was because TJ was trying to protect is "macho" image or if he was just trying to make Cyrus feel better. In his heart, Cyrus secretly hoped for the second option.

When he snapped out of his musing he saw Andi and Buffy staring at each other. Now that he knew Andi liked her, he couldn't stop seeing it. And with that on his mind, he also couldn't help but wonder if the feelings weren't mutual. Like right now, the smile they gave each other- it had to be more than platonic, right?

"Well, I'm glad you had fun," said Buffy, "with your sweet friend."

This comment painted Cyrus's cheeks pink and he looked at Buffy with scared wide eyes. After the conversation he had with Andi the other day, he knew he would tell her about his TJ crush sooner or later, but he didn't think Buffy would tell her.

"Cyrus, it's okay." Andi reassured him. The boy looked between his two friends, his eyes narrowed this time.

"You told her?" he asked Buffy.

"She didn't need to tell me anything. You were pretty obvious." Especially after he told her he was over Jonah, he imagined. "TJ is too if you ask me."

"Am not! And he definitely isn't." She was talking nonsense. "He's like the straightest guy in the book." He played basketball and was very handsome and, just, very much hetrosexual.

Andi sighed. "For a gay guy, your gaydar is kind of bad."

His mind immediately went to his discovery of Andi's sexuality a few days earlier and he had to agree. Didn't mean he wasn't offended when his two best friends burst out laughing on his account. "You guy are the worst friends," he said, making sure to smile to let them know he didn't really mean it.

"Come here, group hug." Buffy extended her arms and the three hugged right there in the hall. After they parted, Buffy started again, "so…"

"Can we please stop talking about my love life? Or lack of thereof." Seeing Buffy was about to say something else Cyrus added, "please."

"Fine," Buffy grumbled, "you're no fun."

"Anyways," Andi started, "watch this." She pulled out her phone and moved it around with her hand, the case changing colors with her movement.

"That's so cool!" Cyrus called and leaned in to looked closer. He had no idea how Andi was coming up with those crazy craft projects, but they were always amazing. "How did you make it?"

"Well, there's this special tape that changes colors in the light, Bowie actually got it for me while he was on tour." She explained.

Cyrus asked her if she could make him a cool phone-case as well when he noticed Buffy wasn't really paying attention to what he said. Her eyes were glued to Andi, never leaving her face as the girl happily agreed to make Cyrus his request and listed the others things she could make with the tape.

Buffy shook out of her soft expression when the bell rang not a minute later, and she finally looked at his direction. Cyrus gave her a look. Oh, they were definitely having a chat later.

o~O~o~O~o~O~o~O~o

Later turned out to be the next day. Cyrus texted Buffy to ask if he could come over, and since it was Saturday morning it was a no-brainer she'd agree.

"So," Buffy began once they were both settled on her bed, sitting cross-legged face to face, "was there another interesting thing that happened with TJ at the park that you wanted to share?" She smirked.

"What? No!" He denied, feeling his face heat up. "I told you and Andi everything yesterday."

"Oh." She looked almost disappointed. "So what did you want to talk about?"

"Well…" Cyrus wasn't sure what was the best way to approach this but decided to just go for it. "Remember when we said we were crush buddies? And I told you about both my Jonah and my-" he was sure his cheeks were pink again-" TJ crush?"

"Yes…" She said slowly, narrowing her eyes in suspicion.

"So, what about you?" He watched as her mouth opened slightly in surprise.

"Me?" she said after she recovered, "What are you talking about?" She laughed nervously. "I don't like any boy." She continued to laugh and avoided his gaze.

"Okay… What about girls?" He questioned carefully. Buffy's eyes immediately found his again as she stared at him in shock. "Oh my god!" He took it from her response he was right.

Buffy bit her lips and looked down again. "Cyrus…"

"Yes?" He asked excitedly. He felt like all his dreams were coming true. Or out.

"I need to tell you something."

"Yes?" He prompted again, his voice filled with anticipation.

"So, you see…" She still wouldn’t look at him so Cyrus took her hand in his and squeezed, like she did with him so many times before.

"It's okay," he promised.

At last, Buffy took a big breath and said: "I'm asexual and homoromantic." Cyrus wasn't sure completely what it meant, but he squeezed her hand reassuringly again to let her know he was there. "So basically," she added at last, "after you told me about you it got me thinking too. I tried really hard to be attracted to boys- I'm sure there are at least two in my class that think I'm crazy from how much staring I did-" she let out a small giggle, "but it didn't work. So I tried the same with girls and it didn't really work either, but I did realize the feelings I had about Gina in 5th grade were something like a crush. So I did some research online and found out what fitted best. It might change in the future but for now this is the label I see myself as." She finally finished and Cyrus gave her the biggest smile.

"Buffy, I'm so glad you told me!" He may have, and may have not had tears in his eyes by now. He pulled his friend into a hug and they stayed like that for a long moment. If Cyrus didn't know any better he would have thought that maybe he heard a sniff next to his ear, but when they pulled apart Buffy had nothing but a big smile on her face.

"Thank you for being such a good friend, Cyrus."

"Are you kidding?" He said. "After everything you did for me?" They shared another short hug and Cyrus mumbled to himself: "the gays really do group together, huh?"

"What?" Buffy looked at him funny.

"Nothing, nothing," he said, "anyways, I think you should really tell Andi how you feel."

"Wh-what?" Buffy went back to being extremely flustered, "I never told you my crush was on her."

All Cyrus did was raise an eyebrow at her as if saying 'girl. Please'. Buffy responded by lifting her hands up and rubbing her eyes and cheeks.

"Do you really think I should tell her?" She asked eventually with a small voice.

"Buffy. Andi is like your best friend for life- except me, of course. She loves you no matter what, don't worry! You'll be fine."

"You know, maybe I'll do it."

This was going to be great! Cyrus couldn't imagine something better than his two best friends becoming girlfriends. Well, maybe he could but he would not go into that right now. Now it was time to focus on his friends, and he was very happy for them.

o~O~o~O~o~O~o~O~o

It was a little over two weeks after Cyrus talked with Buffy at her house. In that time the girl confessed her feeling to Andi and the two got together. Other than being incredibly awesome, it was also such a relief for Cyrus, who could barely keep the secret of his friends' feelings to himself.

Though the first week of their relationship was pure 'honeymoon phase', Cyrus was happy for his friends and they made sure to still include him in group activities. Sure he was a little jealous of what Buffy and Andi had, but that feeling didn't last for long.

Only a few days after the two got together, he himself got a text message from TJ only saying "can you meet me at the swings?"

Cyrus was extremely worried and nervous when he went to the park that day, but he was a 100 times lighter when he left it a couple of hours later.

Because TJ liked him! Liked him liked him. And this time it was officially the best day ever and Cyrus couldn't stop grinning the whole walk home with TJ, with his hand in his.

So can anyone really blame him for wanting to share his perfect relationship with his friends and their own perfect relationship?

Hence how the double date nobody could ever see coming was taking place right there at the Spoon.

This was perfect. He had his two best friends in the entire world in front of him and his new boyfriend by his side (currently stealing baby taters from Andi's plate to give to Cyrus). It was a wild ride, and definitely the craziest one.

Or so he thought.

Just when he thought life made sense again, two more people entered the diner, capturing his attention. It was easy to identify the first one, but when the other turned around it was revealed that standing there and holding Walker's hand was no other than- Jonah Freaking Beck.

"Oh. My. God."

~fin~

did i mention everyone is gay? I mean technically cyrus and tj are gay, andi and walker are pan (that's who she learned that from if you were wondering), jonah is bi and buffy is homoromantic asexual, but yeah you get it hope you liked it! this completes this very short series, but i might do other works in the fandom if ppl like it and inspiration strikes :) thanks for reading and please leave a comment to let me know what you think!

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January Update

February 11, 2019

Hi y’all! Don’t ask me how it’s already time for me to write my January report - I’m as confused as y’all are. Isn’t it still September?? Like honestly where did the time go?! But anyway, January has apparently come and gone and now it’s time for me to sweep y’all away to France for just a few moments. So sit down, find some bread and cheese, and get ready for a free journey to France as I try to remember what happened this month!

So there was two very special moments this month that I will never forget. I mean, I can’t forget any of this exchange, but there were two moments that I’m gonna hold close to my heart for the rest of my life. The first being that I turned 18! I have waited for this day for quite a few years. Turning 18 has represented a lot for me these past few years and finally getting to that point was so incredible. And it was so much sweeter that it was spent during my exchange. My host family made me a nice dinner and my favorite French dessert and I just soaked in all of the love. It’s honestly mind blowing to think that I’m an adult now and that I can vote and do adulty things, but I’ve been enjoying the “adult” life. Honestly it, so far, hasn’t been much different than when I was any other age, but now I can’t answer the phone to an unknown number and say “I’m a minor, please don’t call me back”. So I guess the adult life is pretty cool so far. But honestly, it was a day of reflection. Just remembering where I was and where I am now and how different life turned out to be than I thought. And it was such an accomplishment to know that I finally got to that day. I made it. And it was truly a celebration. And a few days later, I got to celebrate it with all of my host families which was so special and fun. And then a few weeks later, I celebrated it with Rotary at a meeting to get more exchange students!

The second special moment was only three days after I turned 18, and that was when my little brother was born. Let me tell you guys, even in the pictures, he is the cutest little boy I have ever seen. He melts my heart. Ever since I was really little, I dreamed of having another little sibling, specifically a little brother. I was devastated when I was seven and I still didn’t have one. But little Ellis came in the most perfect way ever and he was totally worth the 18 year wait. I don’t know how you can love someone so much when you haven’t met them yet, but he has already done that to me. And although I’m so sad that I have yet to actually meet him in person, I cannot wait till the day where I can kiss his little cheeks and start teaching him French! And yes, I am totally going to teach him French! Also y’all, seeing my little sister being a big sister has made my heart smile. Like y’all, it. is. so. cute!! Both of them have me me wrapped around their fingers. I love them so much. Have I mentioned how cute they are?! I got really lucky with them.

Also it’s 2019! Happy (late) New Year, y’all! I celebrated New Year’s with my best friends and it was pretty fun. We hung out, ate some Japanese curry (which is so freaking good by the way), watched a movie, and did a little countdown. We didn’t watch anything on TV while that happened, we just realized we had a minute to go and just started counting. Oh and we also loved on all of the animals that my best friend has. They were so fluffy! Later in the month we also celebrated another one of my friends birthday and that was a lot of fun, too! Although anything I do with my friends ends up being super fun. I got lucky with them, too.

Also it SNOWED! Not just a little - but a lot! Okay, not like a lot, a lot, but a pretty good amount. I didn’t have school for two days! It was so magical! I didn’t think that snow was so, so soft, but it is! I spent quite a few hours outside playing in the snow. Unfortunately it was just me out there, but it was still so much fun. I made a little snowman, a few snow angels, and just enjoyed the peace that snow brings. It was absolutely beautiful. We’ve also been getting more rain than usual and I have been loving it. It’s just so pretty and peaceful. Nature is just amazing! Especially in the French countryside.

School has been the same. It seems to be going quicker and I’m finding myself really enjoying going. It’s tiring and hard, but really worth it when I succeed and that I get to be around my friends and learn more French! I also passed the “bac blanc” which is a practice exam for a test they take at the end of the year (that I won’t be taking). It’s kind of like the SAT but a thousand times harder in my opinion. I did okay (depending on the subject). I was pretty proud of what I did, but more than anything I found it a little annoying. We were in a freezing cold classroom for about four hours just taking these tests all week. That was the only time where time seemed to have slowed down. But besides that, school has been has been a great learning experience and I love learning.

This month I also got the “dreaded email” as me and the other outbounds call it. The email talking about changing our return date. I’ve been enjoying going about life here knowing that it’ll eventually end, but not knowing when. I can’t believe I’m already halfway through this exchange and we’re already talking about me coming back!! We are officially closer to me coming home than when I left! It’s insane, isn’t it? How did that happen?! It’s crazy that a year ago I could not wait to leave and then just before I left I went through the “what am I about to do to myself; am I sure I want to go??” stage and now I’m here and I feel like I’m cut in two. There is half of me that could stay here forever. Really. Like I remember talking to some of the inbounds last year and there was one who said at the end of her exchange that she had a good time, but she was ready to come back home. This one half of me will never be fully ready to go back. But don’t get me wrong, there is another half of me that cannot wait to come back and get to hug the people I love again (or for the first time). I am very thankful for this exchange and these past five months. As much as it hurts to think that after this year, I’m going to have to choose how I spend time in both countries, I have no regrets. I have learned so much these past five months, it is crazy. And it wouldn’t trade that for anything. It has been challenging and far from comfortable being here, but I love it. I love every experience I’ve had, every person I’ve met. This exchange has been the craziest thing I’ve ever done and I’m so excited to see how I grow from this. So thank y’all for allowing me this opportunity. It has been beyond amazing. So thank y’all, thank y’all, thank y’all and I will see y’all next month with tons of new stories to tell! 

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PETER/STILES

                                            ——— (part 3) ——–

Fandom: TeenWolf

Even longer list of fanfics :)….

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The Devil You Know

Author: Triangulum

Summary: Hell is busy and Peter is understaffed. There are too many evil people being sent down below and there are only so many demons Peter has to torture them with. He needs to reorganize. They don't utilize group torture nearly as much as they should. Stiles probably has some ideas on that.OrPeter is King of Hell, Stiles is his second in command, and Talia summons them for a favor.

Can I Keep Him?

Author: Therapeutic_Steter

Summary: Let's try... Red Panda stiles? looove red panda stiles!

I’m Not Your Nephew

Author: Therapeutic_Steter

Summary: "Derek! Guess what!" "What, Stiles?" "I can call, you nephew now!!" "What. The hell. Are you talking about." "Didn't you listen? Peter and I are together!" 

Words Upon Skin

Author: Therapeutic_Steter

Summary: Soulmate words were treasured. People spent their whole lives waiting for their treasured phrase, that magic moment.Stiles had spent his whole life plagued by his words. He wondered just what he could do, to disappoint his soulmate so completely in their first meeting. He had approximately ninety nine self-confidence issues and they were all because of those damned words, printed in elegant script across his heart.‘Words cannot describe how pathetic you look.’

Let Me Hold You, Forever

Author: lavenderlotion

Summary: It was too much. To loud and too quiet and too, too much. He had to get out, to get away and just be somewhere different. He couldn’t - he couldn’t keep watching her like that, watching her lay there as she did.He needed a break.And he found it, with Peter Hale. Peter who was scarred skin and blank eyes. Peter who he sat with for hours a day, reading and ranting and just being with. Peter, who over four years he fell in love with.

A Spoonful Of Sugar

Author: Twisted_Mind

Summary: He blames Lydia. He would never have even considered this if she hadn't mentioned it like it was legit. But short of falling down the rabbit hole of student debt, he doesn't have a whole lot of options. So, whatever, he can try the sugar baby thing. No one has to know.Of course Peter has to go and ruin everything.

Across Your Skin, My Love

Author: lavenderlotion

Summary: Stiles knew he had a soulmate - had gotten his mark when he was fourteen like everyone else. He just - he just didn’t think he would meet the man for years to come. he knew the statics, knew that most people didn’t meet their bonded until their early-mid twenties.So he was really not been expecting to his name on the arm of his hot new English teacher.He had to admit it turned out pretty amazing, though.

Don’t Come For His Family

Author: lavenderlotion

Summary: In the three years Stiles had been with Peter, the man had only talked about his family a handful of times - and as far as Stiles knew had never once spoken to them. So he wasn’t exactly excited to see the mans family, even though that’s exactly what they were about to do.It does not go to plan.

You Wouldn’t Believe Me

Author: gryvon

Summary: The Hales are famous. Their emissary is infamous.

Wrong Number

Author: SushiOwl

Summary: "What do you and your coven desire from the dark?" Sometimes he liked be cheesy. Humans were into it, otherwise they wouldn't put it in their insipid (but wildly entertaining) TV shows.The witch boy finally set down his reading material. Peter had thought it was a book, but it was actually a plastic folder with photocopies of pages from a book. Peter would have to decided if he was insulted later."No coven, just me," the witch said, closing his folder. There was a Batman symbol on the front, so Peter was certainly insulted.He was not about to put on such a show for one human either. He let his mist drop and gave the boy an unimpressed expression that included a lifted brow and lips tilted down at the corners. "Alright then, just you. What deal are you looking for?""Will you take my virginity for bragging rights?"

Boy Who Cried Wolf

Author: ladypigswagon

Summary: Peter is hungry. It’s a raw ache, the kind that drives Peter to hunt almost desperately. His paws pound against the earth, kicking up black dirt and fallen leaves as he runs. It’s early afternoon, sunlight streaming through the gaps in the canopy, dappling the ground. Peter can hear a herd of deer a few miles west, but deer are tricky. There are too many variables, too many antlers and hooves. He could probably pick off a few with a pack.

The Fourth Prince Of The First Realm

Author: RebaK1tten

Summary: “My god, Peter, only you!” Derek whispers. “You didn’t rescue just any old fairie, you rescued their Queen!”“Am I supposed to apologize? I didn’t ask for credentials before I helped her, you know,” he hisses back. “See, this is what happens when you do something nice, it just bites you on the ass.”** Peter rescues the fairie queen and as a reward, he's told he'll marry her son. It's not an option.

The Snake And The Otter

Author: Therapeutic_Steter

Summary: When Stiles was born, a black snake appeared into his crib on the first full moon and never left.Claudia, whose soulmate animal was a lion, hadn't even flinched, smiling and cooing at the little snake in welcome. It flicked its tongue at her, beady eyes sparking blue, and let Claudia gently stroke it's head. John, whose soulmate animal was a bear, just shook his head, wondering at what kinds of trouble his son and his soulmate would get in to.

If I Were ‘A Were’

Author: syriala

Summary: Stiles knew that he wasn’t the most subtle person to ever grace this earth. But compared to the Hale’s he was a fucking ninja. He couldn’t believe that no one had figured out yet that they were actually werewolves. Real, actual, honest to god werewolves.That no one knew about.Stiles really started to question this town’s intelligence.But Stiles was determined to find out how many dog/wolf related puns he could make before someone caught on to the fact that he actually knew.

I’ll Watch Anything As Long It Is With You

Author: Sage_Speight_Trickster_In_Training

Summary: Ever since Stiles was a kid and first hear his parent's story about how they met with their soulmark he couldn't wait until his showed up. He would always marvel how some day he would look down and see the first words his soulmate would say to him. His best friend Scott got his words when he was eight and ever since those words showed up he would carry at least four pens with him everywhere he went, waiting for the moment when someone asked him to borrow one. The prettiest girls is school, Lydia, got hers when she turned ten and Stiles felt his first heartbreak when they weren't his words. That was also the year his mother got sick and the words on his father's lower left knee , written in his mother´s hand writing, began to fade. Stiles knew that when soulmates faded that that meant their soulmate was dead. That same year he went with his father when he went to a tattoo parlor to get his mother's first words tattooed onto him so they would stop fading.

Naked Terror

Author: Bunnywest

Summary: Peter's only here to inspect the fire extinguisher. The last thing he expects is for a naked man to come charging at him, swinging a baseball bat and screaming.

Kiss Me Once, Shame On Me

Author: yesterday

Summary: “I don’t care about tradition, you try and get me to kiss you under the mistletoe and I will punch you,” Stiles said.“Where is your holiday spirit, Stiles? This is for charity; it said so outside.” Peter was smirking. He was right. Stiles set the sandwich board out there himself this morning— “For every smooch under the mistletoe, one dollar will be donated to Beacon Hills Children’s Hospital!” 

Forget everything Stiles ever said about Christmas cheer. He officially hated the holidays.

The (Sometimes) Happy Holidays Series

Author: Potrix

Part 1: (Not So) Silent Night

Summary: “Santa Claus, 42, looking for a sweet angel, 18+, with big or small Christmas ornaments for not so silent nights together. Tree stand available and ready. No Santa hat, no action.”Several people swivel around to glare at Stiles, but, really, he can’t be held responsible for this. Sure, a waiting room isn’t the best place to suddenly burst out laughing, but it’s totally the fault of whoever laid out the latest issue of Bella Diva. It’s not like Stiles normally makes a habit of buying and reading women’s magazines.Apart from the occasional Cosmo. The quizzes are always hilarious.

Part 2: (Annoyingly) Happy Valentine’s Day

Summary: “Welcome to the Beacon Blossom!” the saleswoman behind the counter chirps happily, and Peter watches, a little dazed, as the blinking plastic hearts attached to her headband bounce back and forth. “What can I do for you on this fine day?”Peter deposits the bouquet of red roses on the counter, and nearly drops his wallet when the woman coos—actually coos—and says, nodding her head, “A classic. Your wife will absolutely love them, I guarantee it.” She swipes Peter’s card when he hands it to her, then points it at a basket stuffed full with some of the most garishly pink teddy bears Peter’s ever had the misfortune of seeing. “Now, since today’s a special day, if you buy a bouquet and one of our Sweetheart Bears, the cheaper item is 50% off.”It takes some effort, but Peter manages to bite back his initial, sarcastic retort about the bear clashing with his furniture. Or anything else not absolutely, horrifyingly hideous, for that matter. “Just the roses, please.”

The Holly Bears A Berry Red As Any Blood

Author:  ladypigswagon

Summary: Stiles swears as the car hits another pothole dead on and he goes flying out of his seat, hardly restrained by the seat belt, smacking his head on the roof.“Language,” John says mildly, turning the page of his newspaper. Stiles grumbles, rubbing the back of his head. He can feel a lump developing.“Every year,” Stiles says, “every goddamn year, the Hales send their craziest driver to pick us up. Every year we hit every pothole and every year I get a lump on my head. In the same place! How this hasn’t damaged me permanently I don’t know?!”

Winding Roads To Flowering Fields Series

Author: Tahlruil

Part 1: Deserving Him

Summary: Scott couldn't even seem to live comfortably in his world of black and white absolutes. He could understand why the Lahey boy had broken with Derek, he supposed - his nephew was never meant to be an Alpha, and that had always been painfully obvious. What Peter didn't understand was why he'd then put himself deliberately in Scott's pack. He didn't understand why anyone would align themselves with someone so pathetic when it came to leading others. He didn't understand why new betas, humans and other supernaturals alike flocked to him, an Alpha who had no true understanding of what it meant to be pack. Peter didn't understand why Stiles - beautiful, intelligent, deadly Stiles - chose to call Scott his Alpha.'Peter has been watching Stiles for quite some time now, and he has trouble understanding why Stiles chooses to align himself with Scott. The McCall Alpha doesn't even seem to notice that his best friend is still reeling from his encounter with the Nogitsune... or that Peter is the one trying to soothe that hurt.Stiles, Peter is sure, deserves better.

Part 2: Not An Idiot

Summary: Maybe in some places an idiot could get elected Sheriff - not in a town like Beacon Hills. Dumb deputies (or just very unlucky ones) tended to die before they got the chance to try to move up the ranks. So John Stilinski isn't an idiot even if he (on occasion) chooses not to see the whole picture. Stiles is getting better and he's grateful - he just wishes that maybe it was someone else getting his kid get there.Even though it's not the smartest move, he calls a friend about it.He's not an idiot, okay, he's not. He just... needs a little help, and who better to help with a werewolf problem than an Argent?

Part 3: Ground Me

Summary: "...this is not 'guard duty', you idiot. This is pack - the way pack is supposed to be." Stiles probably should have been freaked out or maybe turned on by the way Peter pressed his nose to the crook of Stiles' neck and breathed in deep. He definitely should have felt one of those things when Peter dragged his cheek upward and then skimmed it over Stiles' jaw. He didn't though, not with what he knew about werewolves; all he felt when his wolf scented him was a sense of comfort, belonging and home. "And you don't take 'nights off' when it comes to being pack."

Part 4: Coming Home Is Something Strange

Summary: Two weeks into living under John's roof, Chris realized that all four of them were settling into a routine that was decidedly, disturbingly, domestic. He and Peter banded together in the fight to keep the Stilinskis healthy, and half the time they seemed to end up doing the grocery shopping together. So long as they only talked about things like how many apples they should get and if they needed to pick up some detergent, things between them were just fine.They'd only tried to discuss the deeper things once. It had ended in a bloody nose for Chris and a knife laced with wolfsbane sticking out of Peter's thigh. Neither Stilinski male had been happy about it. Their reactions forced Chris and Peter into another unspoken truce, and that was... okay. Maybe they didn't need to hash out everything between them. Things had been a fucking mess between their families for centuries; their best bet seemed to be to let sleeping dogs lie.

Part 5: A Surprising Visit

Summary: "No! It's not... it's nothing like that. Hi Stiles. I'm sorry for just, you know. Showing up like this? But I thought that if I called or texted you might not. Uhm. Open the door. I still should have texted. I'm sorry. It's just that you mentioned watching Mulan and I really love that movie. And we've all been being really bad friends except maybe you and I weren't friends? Because with everything that happened I feel like I never got to know you, not really. And then I guess I got caught up in trying to get to know Scott. Have I mentioned I'm sorry?""Couple times," Stiles said, blinking a few times as he tried to process what was going on. "So you came over to hang out?""You sound surprised," Kira said quietly. She looked kind of sad, which he didn't completely get but whatever. "Which means I'm a terrible friend. But!" Kira reached into her bag and pulled out a DVD - it was Mulan, and Stiles felt something warm and sort of gooey unfurl in his chest. He already had a copy, but that she had brought one meant that she really had come to watch it. She had come just to hang out with him without pack business forcing her to, and that was pretty awesome. "I'm going to try and change that."

Part 6: When I Have A Pack, Things Will Change

Summary: "Well it is a grocery store, Scott," he said without looking up from the package of steak in his hand. John had been having a difficult time at work with all those pesky disappearances and Peter thought the man deserved a treat. He had to weigh that against the knowledge that Stiles would be upset, however, which had him debating if he shouldn't grab the 'extra lean' cut instead of going with the regular kind of lean. "Even us deviously evil masterminds must eat and the takeout in this town is deplorable."Peter heard a subsonic growl leave McCall's throat and let himself smirk with satisfaction. Frustrating the so-called Alpha was different than pissing him off, surely...

A Match Made In Hell Series

Author: JPA

Part 1: Marked

Summary: Stiles is eleven when he gets the courage to look into the mirror and see what his soulmate mark reads.

Part 2: I Wish

Summary: Peter had been born without a soulmark.

Part 3: Revelations

Summary: “Ah, Stiles,” Peter says, eyes gleaming. “It’s so nice to see you again.”

Rant-A-Thon

Author: Ragga

Summary: So Stiles may be having a bad day. Or a week. Or a semester. But he knows he just needs to blow off some steam and then he will be better than ever. And accosting a random guy and blurting out his entire life story? That sounds like the perfect idea!And as it turned out, it was. OR Stiles rants a lot and then Peter feeds him. And soulmates.

Merry Christmas, Dude!

Author: lostwithoutmyanchor (mysourwolf)

Summary: The beat was pressing down on Stiles in a pleasant way, pushing out some of the worry and tension. It was the last week before finals and Stiles just couldn’t take it anymore. He’d been studying non-stop for three weeks and had felt like his head would explode. Even the promise of going home to spend Christmas with his family was barely holding him up. Also with it being his last year of college and completely packed, he hadn’t had time to get laid at all. Which was totally unacceptable. OR, the one where Stiles has mind-blowing sex with a hot stranger.

Cookies & Mates

Author: withinmelove

Summary: Stiles doesn't expect to enjoy pretending to be Peter's mate. Surprises are in store for him.

Shifter Criminal Investigative Service Series

Author: Heather_Night

Part 1: Vanilla

Summary: Cutie startled violently, crying out, and Peter’s wolf demanded he take care of the creature.The vanilla scent meant being in close proximity wasn’t a hardship so Peter lifted the lightly squirming body into his arms and shushed him.Thank the moon neither his nephew nor niece could see him now as he was pretty certain this qualified as cuddling.Peter did not cuddle. Ever.

Part 2: En Garde

Summary: Usually it was the third date when things went to hell for Stiles. Maybe he tried too hard or maybe he just wasn’t that likeable but usually after meeting up one-on-one for the third time the person he was interested in either gave him the ‘let’s be friends’ speech or they lost his number.This time felt different but Stiles tried to tamp down on his soaring hopes. Peter was an off-the-scales out-of-his-league level of hot, and he was also smart, accomplished and older. What did he see in a spaz like Stiles?

Part 3: Transformation

Summary: Now was not the time to lose his focus as the Shifter Criminal Investigative Service was in the midst of a big investigation regarding a new series of seemingly connected homicides. Unfortunately his wolf, and his human side for that matter, wanted to see Stiles and make sure the younger man was okay.

Part 4: Unfettered

Summary: “It’s what? You obviously don’t want me in Beacon Hills. Is it that you think your dad will disapprove of me because of our age difference, your alpha will disapprove of me because I’m not good enough, you don’t want to be seen with a werewolf or what exactly is the issue here?” Peter’s tone was as bland as the expression on his face. The more upset Peter became, the more dispassionate he appeared.Not good. It was time for damage control. Check that; it was time for the truth. Stiles gathered his courage. “I don’t want you to see me the way everyone in Beacon Hills does. There, are you happy?”

Black Fire

Author: Green

Summary: Deaton is all about the balance of the universe, about order. Stiles's new magic - gifted to him from the Nogitsune - is the complete opposite of that. Deaton calls Stiles's magic "dark" and seeks to imprison him in Eichen where he's no threat to the balance. Peter and Stiles go on the run - but they can't run forever.

When The Going Gets Tough, The Tough Escalate The Problem

Author: Julibean19

Summary: “I didn’t tell you because I knew what you were going to say,” Stiles hedges, shrugging his shoulders.“And what am I going to say?” John challenges, raising his eyebrows.“That he’s too old for me and you hate him.”Peter pushes the screen door open with one hand, the other balancing a perfectly browned quiche. He’s dressed in a dark blue cashmere sweater and grey slacks. To Stiles, he looks like a dream. To his father, he’s sure to look like his worst nightmare.“He’s too old for you and I hate him,” John says immediately.

Ink And Unanswered Questions

Author: Callidostreet

Summary: Talia was always covered in marks from her soulmate: reminders to feed the dog, interesting words-of-the-day, random stick doodles. They didn't meet face-to-face until middle school, but they'd known each other inside out long before then. When Peter is old enough to understand what the word 'soulmates' entails, he can't wait until he finds his."Are you there?" Is the first thing Peter writes on his body, his excitement is practically tangible.He won't get a reply for another 10 years.

See No Evil, Hear No Evil, Speak No Evil (Doesn't Mean There Is No Evil)

Author: syriala

Summary: Stiles knew that something was wrong. He had a very perceptive eye for evil and things that were going wrong and something in his life was going very wrong. But when neither Scott nor Derek believed him it was up to Peter to keep Stiles safe.

Could Frame Thy Mortal

Author: orphan_account

Summary: "It’s normal. Spending every waking second watching Hale is normal. In many ways, Hale is his whole universe: tracking his movements, waiting for what he does next, wondering what he’s thinking. The only outside stimulation he gets otherwise is the shower visits, and even then it’s only when Chris is the one taking him that he gets any engagement. Stiles knows Hale like he knows the water pipe. The sixty two bars that line the side of their cage. Like the minute of cold water that hits Stiles’ skin before the heat finally comes in the shower block. "Held in an Argent facility, never knowing who he can trust, Stiles pays for his survival with the only currency he has.

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Shameless Season 11 Episode 5 Review: Slaughter

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This Shameless review contains spoilers.

Shameless Season 11 Episode 5

“One again it’s up to Frank Gallagher to save the neighborhood.”

At several points season 11 of Shameless has reminded me of Weeds’s messy final year. This is not a positive comparison, but Shameless’s “Slaughter” creates several parallels between these Showtime series and the dissolution of their central families. Weeds doesn’t end on a perfect note, but its finale at least attempts something deeply ambitious. Shameless is headed down similar territory with its characters, but it’s not a show that’s ever stylistically rocked the boat. This has led to a final season that has largely felt aimless, which is true to life sometimes, especially when the majority of a series’ characters are caught in ruts. 

This can be an exciting way to explore character development and push individuals forward when it happens early on or in the middle of a show’s run, but it’s not necessarily the best approach for a series’ final year unless it’s willing to really put in the work. Shameless’s 11th season has felt simultaneously more fragmented and serialized than previous seasons and it’s amounted to a season that’s felt largely superfluous, even if it’s almost halfway over. Each episode of the season has been able to play with at least one compelling idea, yet “Slaughter” is an episode where so many characters mess up their lives. 

Shameless’s final season has perhaps arrived at the narrative marker where it pushes everyone to their lowest points before they’re able to reach–or not reach–redemption by the series’ big finish. “Slaughter” is by far one of the craziest episodes that Shameless has ever done, which would be true even if Liam didn’t commit manslaughter by the time that the credits roll.

Debbie has been problematic all season, but her misadventures in “Slaughter” make up some of the episode’s most painful material. This storyline actually begins in a decent place where Debbie listens to Franny for once and takes her daughter to see her favorite wrestler, Queen Justice. Despite how this sounds sweet, Debbie reverts to her usual behavior and her own interests and insecurities become more important than those of her daughter. 

Debbie realizes that there’s a good deal about her girlfriend, Sandy, that she doesn’t know about, whereas Debbie has implicitly shared her entire life with Sandy, to the point that her bond with Franny seems even stronger than Debbie’s at times. Nearly every episode of this season of Shameless has contained a disgusting moment between Debbie and her daughter that’s really made me cringe. 

This time it’s Debbie lying about Franny having cancer so she can rush off to a strip club in order to invade her girlfriend’s privacy. Somehow this is more vile than Frank’s attempt to euthanize an elderly lady. That being said, this is basically exactly the same behavior that Frank pulled off with his children in the past, so at least in this sense Shameless has properly shown how some of Frank’s kids are very much their father’s children. That’s distressing to some extent, but it’s these moments that validate and get the most out of Shameless’ decade-plus run.

On the subject of the Gallagher patriarch, Frank is largely still occupied with fallout regarding the Milkovich invasion next door. There’s copious gruesome content that I suppose qualifies as visual gags, but it mostly involves animal carcasses, body mutilation, and Milkoviches that are covered in fresh blood. It’s a lot more shocking that someone egging the Gallagher home or negligently walking around naked.

Poor, sweet Liam is also the one who seems to needlessly suffer the most from these new confrontational neighbors. Extreme jokes aren’t Shameless’ strong suit and the series isn’t articulate enough to make a scene where someone gets a swastika branding feel satirical or even necessarily comedic. Nevertheless, this feud between the Galaghers and Milkoviches continues to intensify in significant ways. All of this comes down to Frank’s commitment to murder an old lady, because this is Shameless. 

Lip and Tami’s strife in this episode also revolves around housing woes, but of a completely different nature. They quickly need to find a new place to live, which is a complication that’s ridiculous for all sorts of reasons, especially with the news that Lip has nothing in paper regarding his ownership of their home. This somehow leads to the two of them heading into purchase the South Side’s equivalent to an Amityville murder house. 

There’s such whiplash with this material over whether it should be a problem that Lip withholds this information from Tami, which has become a running theme through this season. However, the episode doesn’t treat Lip’s lies or the fact that a full family was murdered in their prospective home as problems. This is a little stunning and what instead becomes the issue is something that’s a lot more preventable. 

Suddenly Lip and Tami don’t have the money to buy this bargain slaughterhouse because of Lip’s behavior at work. There’s such a palpable sense of dread once Lip picks a fight with his bosses after his hours get cut. It’s pretty clear where things are headed and this disaster occurs when it’s literally the worst opportunity for such a thing to happen. Lip’s drinking afterwards doesn’t help either and honestly, I wouldn’t be surprised if his former employer presses charges against him, because this is Shameless. 

The rest of the Gallaghers are caught up with material that doesn’t necessarily amount to much this week, but definitely has potential to grow. Ian and Mickey establish a work dynamic that doesn’t seem sustainable, but at least has them friendly towards one another. Vee’s attempts to contribute more to the neighborhood than cheap weed are sadly discouraged when she’s not met with the expected results during her canvassing. No one is a part of the demographic that Vee feels properly represents the South Side, but this is perhaps indicative of what the South Side may actually be like now, which speaks to the season’s one big theme.

The one real saving grace in “Slaughter” is Carl’s development in the police force and his capacity to remain unflappable in the face of pressure from his seniors. Leesie continues to utilize radical tactics at work that bring out complicated feelings in Carl. Truly some of the most redeeming moments from this season are the  scenes where Carl demonstrates that he’s good at his job and knows the neighborhood well enough to be the kind of cop in the community that can actually get results.

“Slaughter” consistently turns up the heat until its final scene reaches a boiling point. The episode’s conclusion where Liam inadvertently kills–or doesn’t?–the head of the Milkovich family is the perfect encapsulation of “Slaughter’s” blunt, violent, absurdist nature. It’s a completely unexpected ending that feels highly out of place in Shameless, even more so with the stylized manner in which it’s presented. It’s an event that would have had serious repercussions in the earlier seasons of the series that’s now played off as a morbid punchline. 

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This is a world where hypothetical “magic bullets” will solve problems and everything will return to the status quo. There’s a full season’s worth of new plotlines that are haphazardly initiated in this episode, but it’s also possible that lightning will just strike everyone or that the South Side will experience a bout of spontaneous human combustion, because this is Shameless.

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40 Random Get To Know Me Questions

1. What would be the theme song of your life?

Sweet Disposition- The Temper Trap

2. What has been your favorite memory this year?

My Bachelorette party last weekend @ Element, KL 

3. What is the craziest/most daring thing you’ve ever done?

Passing a written note to a stranger! He reached out to me 6 months later. And that’s how I met my Wan— my future husband.

4. What talents do you possess that not a lot of people know?

I fell asleep easily the minute my head rest on the pillow. Can that count? Hehe

5. Which TV sitcom would you star in?

Would love to star in How I Met Your Mother.

6. Which character would you be if you were in that sitcom?

My best friend, Ahya used to say Lily Pad character is similar to me. But Wan said Robin was a lot like me so its between the two.

7. If you could play a scene in a movie, what would it be and which character would you play?

I admire Belle character in Beauty and the Beast. I think she’s very brave and daring.

8. If you could make a difference in the world what would you be known for?

Zero waste!

9. What do you like being complimented on?

I love when people complimented that I smell nice/ my hair looks good/ when I dressed well.

10. Describe your partner in 3 words.

Funny, Exciting, Knowledgeable

11. How would your friends describe you?

Optimistic, Positive, Friendly.

12. What is your favorite quote?

Always go for the extra miles! It is never crowded.

13. If you could travel to one of the planets, which planet would you go to?

Fly me to the Moon.

14. What would you rather do – perform in a circus or in an aquatic dance group?

Aquatic Dance group sounds fun! Hehe

15. If a millionaire decides to fund your all expenses paid one week trip to anywhere, where would you go and what would you do?

New Zealand! My current dream trip to go to!

16. What is the funniest thing someone has said to you?

Knowing Wan always got my PMS symptom instead of me. When he is moody, he will ask if I’m getting my period soon? Hahaha. So cute and funny at the same time.

17. What would you like to do before your next birthday?

Birthday trip please!

18. What would you like to be known for?

I love helping those in need, or making someone’s day by cheering them up when they are feeling down. I wanted to be the rainbow in someone’s cloud. It makes me happy knowing I could be of help in their life.

19. What did you want to be when you grew up?

I was inspired by my teachers in Kindergarten and Primary school. I wanted to be like them, a great teacher. 

20. What is the most memorable experience you had when you were little?

Playing Blindfold games with my siblings when we were little. Lead by my big sis, Jie Jie. It was so funny and it made me laugh just by remembering it up until today.

21. What food do you dislike the most and why?

I am trying to avoid sugary/ oily food now. Maintaining my diet!

22. What is the first thing people notice about you?

My big anime eyes.

23. If you’re sitting in a first class flight, who would be next to you and what would you ask them?

Wan, “Are we in the paradise baby?”

24. What one cause are you passionate about?

Protecting the environment! 

25. What has been some funny advice someone gave you?

Wan advised me to continue being Dibahashi - inspired by Teruhashi from Saiki Kusuo and it is now a vocabulary used as a noun in our conversation.

26. If you could create a fortune cookie fortune to give yourself when you were 16, what would it say?

to my 16 years old me, Good things will come your way. You will figure everything out. All the best!

27. What would you name your next pet?

Lucky?

28. Who is your hero and why?

My hero..that’d be my mom. She’s the best mom ever. I love you mama!

29. If you were a drink, what would you be?

Fruit Punch

30. What is one thing you’d like to cross off your bucketlist this year?

Going on a holiday trip - Wan and I. Just the both of us for the first time! So excited for our mini-moon trip this July!

31. What kind of a dessert would you be?

Sundae Chocolate Ice Creams - my fav go to ice cream

32. If there was a zombie apocalypse tomorrow, what is the first thing you would do?

Run for your life!!

33. When you die in the Great Zombie Apocalypse, what will it say on your tombstone?

Al-Fatihah to (my name)

34. What is your spirit animal?

Dove!

35. What is your most treasured possession?

My iphone.

36. If you had to be reborn again, who or what will you choose to be?

a princess in Chinese Dynasty century- I adore their head piece decor. So so pretty! 

37. If you could have a magical power, what power would you choose?

I wish to have Dr Strange’s power to control time.

38. If tomorrow you were required to evacuate and you only had time to grab 15 items, what would you take with you?

1. Phone

2. Powerbank

3. Purse

4. Handbag

5. Notebook and Pens

6. Some food supplies I can store in my handbag

7. Blankets

8. First Aid Kit

9. Water bottle

10. Toiletries

11. Extra Clothes

12. Towels

13. Telekung

14. Laptop & Charger

15. Car Keys!

39. What do you like as toppings on your ice cream?

Strawberry, jellies, chocolate chips

40. If you had a controller that has the power to rewind or fast forward, which one would you press?

Fast forward! - I love spoilers.

#fun facts #get to know me #questions #xoxo

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1-100 😘

1. What are your hobbies?

~ horse riding

2. If you could have dinner with any 3 living or dead people, who would they be and why?

~ jacksepticeye, steve irwin, taehyung. a weird but interesting mix 

3. What makes you laugh?

~ my gf, my bff, animals, memes, myself lol

4. What was the last good thing that happened to you?

~ *insert side eye emoji*

5. What is your biggest goal?

~ be happyyy

6. What do you think is the meaning of life?

~ BE HAPPY

7. Do you believe in an afterlife?

~ kind of kind of not

8. Do you have any pet peeves?

~ people who are rude and have no manners

9. What do you like to do on the weekends?

~ ride my horse, see my gf if she’s home

10. What was your favorite TV show growing up?

~ brother bear

11. What is your favorite TV show now?

~ the walking dead

12. What are your favorite movies?

~ i hate this questions its on every one go away

13. Tell me one surprising fact about you.

~ im sick at cod

14. What do you look for in a significant other?

~ honesty

15. What were you like as a child?

~ i used to scream at everyone and constantly do jazz hands so no one could put gloves on me, i was cute though

16. What are some things on your bucket list?

~ travel, travel, travel

17. Who has had the biggest influence on your life?

~ probably my gf

18. Do you have any pets or have you ever owned any?

~ yes lots

19. Talk about a challenge you had recently and how you overcame it or how you plan to.

~ my dog kept escaping out the back gate so i had to fix another fence onto it (((:

20. If you could only listen to one song for the rest of your life, what song would you choose and why?

~ adventure of a lifetime cos its upbeat n nice

21. Talk about a favorite childhood memory.

~ cant remember any ha

22. What is your favorite commercial?

~ none i hate them

23. If you could give your younger self one piece of advice, what would it be and why?

~ honey, you got a big storm comin’

24. If you were stuck on a deserted island and could only bring one thing, what would it be?

~ bear grylls

25. Who is your celebrity crush?

~ tae

26. Who is your favorite musical artist?

~ bts

27. What is your favorite music genre?

~ kpoppp

28. What is your favorite color?

~ baby blue

29. What would you do if you won a million dollars?

~ spoil tf out of my gf, get another horse, travel

30. If you could have one superpower, what would it be?

~ the ability to have all superpowers

31. What is your dream vacation?

~ probably santorini, greece

32. What actor or actress would star as you in a movie about your life?

~ idk?

33. Where did you grow up?

~ radstock yeet

34. If you could trade lives with anyone else for one day, who would you trade with?

~ donald trump so i could kill myself

35. What is your favorite book?

~ dont have one

36. Who is your favorite author?

~ dont have one

37. Who do you look up to?

~ jacksepticeye

38. What is your favorite food ever?

~ i cant choose

39. Are you a picky eater?

~ kind of?

40. Drunken story time! Go!

~ no thanks

41. What beverage do you consume most often?

~ water

42. What is the first thing you wash in the shower?

~ my face

43. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?

~ yes

44. How are you feeling right now?

~ sore

45. Do you plan out your outfits?

~ if im going somewhere nice yes

46. What is the closest red item to you?

~ my brother’s business book

47. Talk about the last dream you remember having.

~ ellie got kidnapped by a creepy non man man

48. Do you love yourself?

~ sometimes

49. When was the last time you cried and why?

~ this morning bc i was watching cute animal vids

50. Have you ever met a celebrity?

~ not like, talked to them, met no

51. Have you ever been to a concert?

~ yes, 1D x 2 and 5SOS x 4

52. What are you listening to right now?

~ my dogs wrestle

53. Have you ever flown in an airplane?

~ yes

54. What is the craziest thing you've ever done?

~ im not a crazy person

55. Are your parents or guardians strict?

~ no

56. Did you have a good childhood?

~ up to a point

57. Have you ever been in love?

~ am currently

58. Do you bite into your ice cream or just lick it?

~ lick it, im not an animal

59. Did the one person who hurt you most in your life ever apologize?

~ yes

60. What are some of your turn-ons?

~ jess, tae

61. What are some of your turn-offs?

~ 99.9% of other people

62. Would you go skydiving?

~ yes

63. What are you thinking about right now?

~ how this tag is so flipping long

64. Do you ever rent movies?

~ nope

65. Do you ever illegally download entertainment such as music, movies, etc.?

~ my gf does and we watch them hehe

66. What is your zodiac sign?

~ pisces

67. Do you believe in karma or predestiny?

~ karma yes idk what other one is

68. Is there anything you want to say to anyone right now?

~ id tell sean that hes my sunshine

69. Would you rather live a shorter life but be wealthy or live a longer life and struggle financially?

~ probably short n wealthy

70. What is your stance on abortion?

~ their body their choice

71. Do you believe in ghosts?

~ yes

72. Who do you admire and why?

~ my gf, my bff bc they’re wonderful people

73. What was your worst experience while under the influence of drugs or alcohol?

~ dont do drugs, every second on alcohol was the worst

74. Have you ever had a near-death experience?

~ yes i nearly strangled to death when i was little

75. What do you daydream about?

~ life, my gf

76. Where do you want to live after retirement?

~ greece

77. What would you change your first name to?

~ Lily maybe

78. If you believe in a God or Higher Power, what one question would you want to ask Him or Her?

~ why

79. Are you more optimistic or pessimistic?

~ pessimistic but a bit of both

80. Are you more introverted or extroverted?

~ intro

81. What is your dream profession?

~ zookeeper

82. What do you worry about most?

~ everything

83. When was the last time you tried something new and what was it?

~ tortilla chip pringes, theyre amazing

84. Who do you compare yourself to?

~ everyone

85. What excites you about life?

~ my gf

86. What five words would you use to describe your personality?

~ STOP ASKING THIS QUESTION AHHHHH

87. What is one life lesson you learned the hard way?

~ careful who you trust

88. What belief do you have that many people disagree with?

~ i dont think theres any

89. If not now, then when?

~ whenever

90. Is it possible to lie without saying a word?

~ the heck kinda question is this

91. What activities make you lose track of time?

~ fcking my gf

92. If you had to teach an academic subject, what subject would you want to teach?

~ math bc id just tell them give up u dont even use it

93. What is your biggest regret?

~ falling asleep on certain nights

94. What will matter most to you when you're 80 years old?

~ being a sick af gran

95. Are you a messy person or a clean person?

~ bit of both

96. Are you a perfectionist?

~ about some things

97. How tall are you?

~ 5ft2 NOTICE I DIDNT PUT 'AND A HALF’ ELLIE

98. What is your guilty pleasure?

~ i aint guilty about nout

99. Do you prefer sweet or salty?

~ both

100. What is your favorite social media website?

~ youtube

[hayleybaaaby-blog]

because I really haven't taken a survey in years - I miss MySpace bulletin board or whatever, lmao.

1. What’s one thing that’s happened to you that has made you a stronger person?
• I'm not sure, honestly. I was in a severely abusive relationship for well over 4 years, ending in January when he was incarcerated for brutally beating me, raping me, & attacking me, all with our two children present. Our 5 year anniversary would be in a few days, the 28th. 😐 Truthfully, I don't know if I'm stronger, but I definitely know that I'll never tolerate anything like that again. Never. 2. What’s one thing that’s happened to you in your life that made you feel weak?
• being abused over & over again, physically, emotionally, sexually. All in front of my children. I feel pathetic, weak, & disgusted with myself to have kept taking him back.. 3. Where is one place you feel most like yourself?
• uh, well. I don't know. I feel trapped in the house I live in with my parents & 2 kids, but that's because of what Luis did to me in my very bedroom - on my bed - and in my kitchen + living room. I feel HAPPIEST at the park or library with the kiddos. Or outside in general. 4. Where is your favorite place to escape to?
• outside with my kids, walking up the dirt driveway. 🌞 5. Who do you think has had the largest influence on the person you are today?
• my kids' father. He's made me the MESS I am today.. 6. If you could change one thing about yourself what would it be?
• I can't just name one thing. I hate my mental health issues (severe anxiety, depression, & ADHD), dealing with constant migraines, the fact that I don't have a car, & the way I'm constantly beating myself up about everything. 7. If you had one day left to live, what would you do first?
• hmm. Take my kiddos to an amusement park or somewhere fun for kiddos. 🌸 8. What decade do you feel you most belong in?
• none. 😂 they're all awful tbh. The only one I kinda like is the 1980's. 9. Who are you closest to in your family? Why?
• my children, of course 👩‍👧‍👦 I birthed them, ya know 🤰🏼 But aside from my kiddos, I guess my mother. We butt heads a lot, but she's a very strong & motivated person. My sis & I used to be close.... it hurts. 10. Who is the one person in this world that knows you best?
• no one, shit I hardly know myself. 🙅🏼 11. What is your favorite quality about your best friend?
• how they grew inside of me, came from my body, love me unconditionally, & NEVER want to leave my side. 💘 if y'all can't tell who I'm talking about, that'd be my 2 darling babies. 💜💙💗 12. When you were younger what did you think you were going to be when you grew up?
• as a youngin', I wanted to be a teacher. Then as I got a lil older, I desired to be a Psychologist. But then I fell pregnant with Miranda & only took one semester in college.. 13. If you could identify with one fictional character (from a book, show, or movie) who would it be?
• honestly not sure. 14. Do you easily accept compliments? Or do you hate compliments?
• oh, who doesn't love compliments. They're brighten your spirit. Especially seeing as I suffered years of being told that I'm bad looking 🙄 but I'm also extremely self-conscious & awkward when I receive a compliment, so 🙈 tis the anxiety. 15. Is your favorite attribute about yourself physical or non-physical?
• I guess non-physical? I like how understanding and caring I am. I tend to care too much, tho. 16. What is your favorite attribute about yourself?
• I'm caring. 17. What is your favorite non-physical attribute about yourself?
• I've literally just said that 😂😂 18. Do you believe in love at first sight?
• I used to believe that anything was possible, until I met a monster who destroyed all my positivity. 19. Do you believe in soul mates?
• don't think so. 20. How seriously do you take horoscopes?
• I don't really check them lol. 21. Have you ever been in love? How many times?
• true, blindly, awful love: once. Puppy love: twice. 22. What makes you fall in love with someone?
• everything.... 💔 23. What does vulnerability mean to you? What has the ability to make you vulnerable?
• vulnerability just perfectly describe me currently. I'm fairly low in my emotions, so yeah. My kids' dad is who always made me feel that way. Also heartbreak, being betrayed, & embarrassment make me feel like that. 24. What’s one thing you’re scared to ask a man, but really want to?
• ain't nothing to scary to ask a man 🤔😬 25. If you were a man for a day, what would be the first thing you do?
• nothing lol I have no desire to be a man. 😳 26. What do you find most attractive about each sex? * men would be probably their eyes, smile, hands, arms, build. women would be their hair, eyes, smile, passion, body. 27. What’s one thing you’d love to learn more about?
• psychology. 28. What is something you’ve never done that you’ve always wanted to do?
• take my kids to the beach. 🌊☀️🏊🏼‍♀️🚣🏽‍♀️ I've been before, a handful of times in my childhood & teenager years, but not since I was 17 with my mother, my ex (their dad), & a few other people. I would be so incredibly happy to take my babies to the beach, lie out in the sand & tan while we build sand castles & then take off running to the water to swim 💙🙌🖤 Another thing I'd love to do is go on a cruise. I want to travel the world someday, also. I want to rock climb. Attempt to surf or ski. 🏄🏼‍♀️⛸⛷ Even like to try to ride a horse. 🏇🏼 I want to take self-defense classes 🥋🥊🤼‍♀️ that'll protect me & my kids once my ex does get released. I ALWAYS wanted to learn how to play the piano or keyboard 🎹 I wanted to learn to ACTUALLY dance, take dance lessons & also I'm OBSESSED with gymnastics. But since I'm in my twenties, I'll settle for asking my babygirl to join gymnastics 🤸🏽‍♀️ & just maybe, she'll become an Olympian 🥇🎖🏅 hehe. I played softball for 7 years. I hope so much that my kiddos are athletic 😄😅 29. Why haven’t you done it yet?
• because that's A LOT of stuff, & I don't have the 💵💰💸 for all that. Kids are expensive lil creatures, ya know. 🤑 but so worth it. 🙌💕 30. If money didn’t matter, what would your dream job be?
• I definitely would love to go into Photography. 🖤📸🎥📱 honestly, I want to be a Psychologist & earn my PhD, but that's so many years in school. With two kids, that's going to be fairly difficult when my main focus & top priority is them. I dunno. I have even considered nursing because it's only 2 years in school, fair pair, good insurance, & different hours. 31. If you had off from work today, what would you do?
• I don't have a job currently. Just a stay-at-home mama. It's 7:35am. I've done nothing but stay up all night, lying on the couch, playing on my phone or tablet. 😂🤷🏼‍♀️ I'll regret it later 🤦🏼‍♀️😅 32. What was the last thing that made you cry?
• some dude. Talking about how I need to get over what Luis did to me because it's "in the past" && how I'm not a perfect mother basically. Here's this: Eff You 🤔🖕 33. What was the last thing that made you laugh?
• my son. 💙 his smile & laughter are contagious 👶🏽 34. What is your favorite memory?
• the first time I held each of my child, most definitely. 💓 also, the first time I ever breastfed them, kissed them, & pretty much all of the good memories with them. 😍😭 35. What’s the last thing that REALLY embarrassed you?
• I'm VERY easily embarrassed, like it's terrible. So, there's no telling. Everything literally bothers or embarrasses me. #anxietyproblems 36. What is your biggest fear?
• losing my children. death. my ex. 37. Do you have any regrets? What’s your biggest one?
• yes, I have 2 very big ones. The first regret I have is taking Luis back AFTER I left him for around 2.5 months. I was newly pregnant with Leonardo, like maybe 3 months pregnant but had only just found out a few weeks before. He attacked me, and I called my dad. Left him & only took Miranda to see him during daytime in broad daylight, never was alone with him for too long, & did not spend the night. The second regret I have is letting him come in my window the morning he intended on killing me.. 38. Have you ever broken a law? If you haven’t what is one law you’d love to break?
• of course I have. I've been arrested before 🤦🏼‍♀️🙅🏼 All to protect my piece of shit ex because HE ditched my car while drunk. It taught me a valuable lesson, though. I didn't drink after that & still don't. He, on the other hand, didn't learn anything. I ended up with obstruction of justice charges & underaged possession 🙎🏼 I had 100 hours of fucking community service!!! Had to even take an AA class & driving class EVEN after they found out I wasn't driving. Oh, & the magistrate wanted to lock me up for 10 days to "teach" me a lesson about lying to authority 😭 39. What is the craziest thing you’ve ever done? * stay with my ex. 40. Would you have a conversation with a stranger?
• sure would. would give me anxiety, but some people need their day brightened. 41. Would you tell a stranger they have toilet paper hanging from their shoe? Or their dress tucked into their underwear? (Or anything else that is embarrassing to be seen in public)? * yup sure would. 42. What’s your favorite joke? * I'm not sure . 43. Are you a dog person or a cat person?
• can I be both & neither 😂 I love animals, but all of my babies have passed away. I used to have a ferret, who passed in December. She was my girl 🌝🌚 miss my Loca Luna. 🐾 44. If you could be any animal, what animal would you be?
• a cat 🐱 45. What’s one show, movie, or book, you’re embarrassed to admit you enjoy?
• Jerry Springer & Maury 🙈🙊 46. How do you think your parents would describe you as a child?
• like Angelica from the Rugrats 👧🏼 47. If you could go back to any age or time of your life, what age or time would it be?
• when I was like 18 & pregnant. Everything was so new & exciting. I loved my ex with all of my heart, too. So blind. 48. What’s something you believe in that not everyone else does?
• that women have the right to their own bodies. & that borders are imaginary lines that were only created after this country was stolen from the indigenous people.. 49. What’s one thing you would say that makes you unique from other people?
• I'm a single mommy who's been through hell & back but am surviving && thriving 💋 50. What is one thing you feel your life is missing?
• a vehicle ..

#survey

[newstanmarshblog]

The Average and Unusual Couple: Chapter Four

   Stan gets near to Lydia as he graces to how very beautiful she was. From her dark raven hair that’s in a half ponytail hairstyle, to her gorgeous eye makeup, black upper lip and red lower lip, a long dark purple top, a pair of black leggings, and a light purple and pink sash tied around her waist. He’s never seen a girl with such spooky beauty before. Probably the most beautiful person that he has ever met in his entire life.

   Stan sits next to Lydia at the table, and there was no one else but the two of them.

   Stan: So, Lydia, how are you liking this town so far?

   Lydia: I haven’t seen much of it yet. I’ve only been out once between after moving here and before coming into this school.

   Stan: What did you do while you were out?

   Lydia: It was shopping for my much needed school supplies at Target. And then I ate at Panera Bread on the way back.

   Stan: Do you see anything cool while you were out?

   Lydia: I saw a sign that leads to a trail park.

   Stan: Oh, you mean the Beaver Creek Trail?

   Lydia: Yeah, that one! I definitely want to plan a visit there someday in hope to see a wild Elk. From where I came from, we only had one trail park, and it’s pretty smell. Only takes about an hour to walk around the whole place.

   Stan: It doesn’t sound pretty exciting if you’re looking to do a much longer walk.

   Lydia: True, but it does at least have some decent nature sightings. I’ve seen some deer, skunks, hawks, and a shit load of Canadian geese.

   Stan: Oh yeah, those guys. They’re only common around here during winter.

   Lydia: I usually see them like everyday. Even whenever I’m in my room, I’ll alway hear them flying by.

   Stan: Do you hate them?

   Lydia: Nope. I actually like them. Yeah, they can be annoying at times, but whenever I see them in a skein, it’s a really nice sighting to behold. I’m pretty much an animal lover in a nutshell.

   Stan getting excited: Really? I love animals a lot too! Do you have a favorite animal?

   Lydia: Bats. Especially since I love old Vampire movies and not the newer ones, I mostly love them for their creepy appearance. But I also love how they socialize with each other, and the way they sleep.

   Stan: My favorite type of Bat might have to be the Little Red Flying-Fox. I just love their dog like face.

   Lydia: They are very cute looking Bats for sure. What about your favorite animal, Stan? 

   Stan: Dolphins and Whales for me. I find them to be some of the most fascinating creatures on the planet. I’ve seen some of them in the wild one time during my vacation on the east coast.

   Lydia: Nice! Sometime ago, I actually did a telethon on helping the whales where we raised about over $10,000.

   Stan: Awesome! I’ve donated some money to a whale charity myself, and even took a stand against the whaling industry.

   Lydia: Good for you. I just can’t imagine in living a world without them.

   Stan: I couldn’t agree with you more.

   After on having their lunch, it was now time for recess. Outside, Stan and Lydia head over to an empty picnic table to continue on with their conversation.

   Clyde: Yo, Stan, are you up for a good game of football?

   Stan: Not today, Clyde. I want to keep on having my conversation with Lydia here.

   Clyde: Are you sure? This is literally our very game in over a year.

   Stan: Maybe another time. 

   Clyde: Alright, but promise that you’ll play with us again sooner than later.

   Stan: Will do.

   As Clyde leaves, Stan and Lydia were once again alone together.

   Lydia: You play football?

   Stan: Yep. I’m actually one of the quarterbacks for this school’s football team. We’re the South Park Cows.

   Lydia: Huh? Why are you guys call the cows?

   Stan: This town has a huge history when it comes to the cow industry. We’ve produced the most cow beef in all of Colorado for over a hundred years now, and the founder of South Park was a butcher on cows.

   Lydia: Uhh…ok?

   Stan: Yeah, I know. Kinda fucked up on having a cow as a mascot that’s based on slaughtering them for a living, but our school and town still love our cows regardless. We even hold a special event every summer call Cow Days in their honor.

   Lydia: This town surely does have such a weird obsession with cows even more so than my Aunt May and Uncle Clyde ever could. Moving onto a different topic, what is like to live in South Park?

   Stan: Well, in some days, it’s really nice and quiet. But there’s also other days when this town can go batshit crazy. 

   Lydia: Really, how so?

   Stan: There was this one event that happened on Thanksgiving years ago when one of our local scientist tried to clone turkeys in order to give those in need that can’t afford on buying one, but the turkey got out of control that they were killing people. Our town had to fight them off, and we won.

   Lydia: Wow! And here I thought Thanksgiving 12: The Killer Turkey was already crazy enough.

   Stan: What’s that?

   Lydia: It’s a horror movie that I like to watch every Thanksgiving.

   Stan: Oh. Anyway, there’s also this one time where all our seniors citizens took over our town for a short period until we took it back by locking Country Kitchen Buffet from the inside as it was their main source of food.

   Lydia: Damn.

   Stan: And this town even got some visits from Aliens on several occasions.

   Lydia excited: Deadly Vu! Actual Aliens?! What were they like?

   Stan: Some look as genetic as you expect, and others are just very hard to describe that you have to see them for yourself to believe.

   Lydia: I hope to have an Alien encounter myself someday. 

   Stan: Just be careful when you come across them. Some may be friendly, but others can be very dangerous that you’ll have to run like hell to get away from them.

   Lydia: Thanks for the warning. *sighs* So, living in this town must be like going through a crazy adventure. Even the most craziest events from where I used to live at doesn’t compare to what you guys have been through. Living in this town must be very special for you.

   Stan: Actually, for the first ten years of my life, I used to live within South Park. I lived very close to where my friends still currently live at around the suburb area. But shortly after I became ten, my dad decided that he had enough of this town and we now live in a place call Tegridy Farms that’s about an hour drive from here.

   Lydia: Tegridy Farms? My parents said something about trying out some type of weed that South Park is well known for as we were on the road. Your family runs a weed business?

   Stan: Yes, but we were forced into it by my dad against our wills. He’s seriously passionate about it, but me and the rest of my family hate living there.

   Lydia: What’s it like?

   Stan: It’s like living through hell. It takes me much longer to get to school, I don’t often see my friends as much as I used too, and yet despite of me and my family feeling unhappy living there, my dad doesn’t care about our feelings at all. He really loves his weed products and all the money that he’s been making.

  Lydia: Has your mother tried to do something about?

   Stan: She can’t. And believe me, she tried as hard as she could to get us move back to South Park. My dad doesn’t want to move back to South Park no matter how hard she tried to plea him. Plus, my mom doesn’t have enough money on her own to either get us move back here or filing a divorce against my dad.

   Lydia: Such a terrible hardship. I’m very sorry for hearing the things that you and your family are going through. I only wish that you and your family can someday return here in anyway possible.

   Stan: About that, I don’t think that’s gonna be possible anymore.

   Lydia: Why not?

   Stan: Before I tell you why, promise me that you won’t get mad about it.

   Lydia: Go on and express your feelings for whatever it is. I’ll be as honest on what you have to say about it as I can.

   Stan *takes a huge breath* The house that I used to live at, is now yours.

   Lydia: You mean the house that I just recently moved into?

   Stan: Yes. Last Saturday while I was on my bike, I saw the moving truck parked right next to what used to be my front yard, and even saw your parents talking with each other outside. I’ve been dreaming for so long for that very day that I can finally return to my old house. I have so many wonderful memories there, and it was my most favorite place in the entire world. But now that can’t happen, and I’m honestly heartbroken because of it. But that doesn’t mean that I’m at all angry at you or your parents. I welcome you all with open arms to South Park. And even though we already just met, you’re such a wonderful person to be around with and I really would like to hang out with you a bit more. I only hope that you’ll make yourself incredible memories to your new home with it just as much as I did. *he begins to tear up a bit*

   Lydia begins to feel a lot of sympathy for Stan. Hearing on what he has been through and missing his old house with strong breaking heart makes her own heart feel very blue. But also at the same it, she has a lot of appreciation in how Stan expressed his feelings towards her. Aside from Beetlejuice, no one else has ever said such strong honesty words in front of her.

   Lydia: Stan, in all the years that I’ve known people personally, none of them had ever said such honestly words to me in the way that you just did. Not only do I love your honestly, but you’re also very sweet, nice, and so wonderful to talk with. For those reasons, I seriously would love to hang out with you more, and now see you as my new friend.

   Stan: Really?

   Lydia: Absolutely. And it also hurts me a lot to hear on how much suffering you’ve been through living in that farm and missing your old home. If you’re completely free this weekend, then I’ll be more than happy to invite you back to your old house for a sleepover. We can even make plans on what we can do around in this town.

   Stan smiling: I’ll be more than happy to do those things with you, Lydia. Also, thank you so much for inviting me to your home.

   Lydia smiling: And thank you in becoming a new friend for me. I didn’t have a lot of friends back from the school that I used to go too. It really means a lot to me.

   Stan smiling: I can’t wait to show you so much of this town during next weekend, new friend.

   Lydia smiling: Me too.

   The school bell rang as it was time to head back to class. As Stan and Lydia walked back into the building together, their special relationship had only just begun.

   In the next chapter, Stan shows off Lydia and her ghostly friend on what South Park has to offer.

[johneward35]

Interview with Local Blend Glass

We carry an assortment of totally unique glass pieces at each of our locations and this month we are highlighting local vendors that we think are kickin’ glass! Last week we interviewed Street Kitty glass, and this week we’re excited to tell you all about Local Blend! You can get 10% off Local Blend glass between Aug 20 to Sept 2nd at Dockside’s Shoreline, Ballard, or SODO locations. Please note that Local Blend Glass is not currently available at our Green Lake store.

Follow Local Blend on Instagram for updates and photos!

 Check out this photo of the owner, Scott, in the place where he makes all the magic happen! Cool, right? Learn more by reading the interview with him below:

How did you get started? Where did you get your training?

I had a friend who owned a glass shop in downtown Mount Vernon, WA. Him and his wife had a small one bench studio in the storefront window where my training began. From there started lots of different spots to blow glass, often visiting fellow glass shops and friends to learn techniques.

When do you work? Who else is part of your business?

In the summer time I generally try to get out into the shop by 6am at the latest in order to beat the heat! Especially when making bigger pieces. Winter is a totally different story. I prefer to wait until 9am or so in order to get the shop warmed up with the kilns and heater since our ventilation pulls so much air out. It’s almost impossible to heat/cool the shop while operating! 

Where do your ideas come from?

Most of my ideas come from simply bending, melting, and shaping the glass around in different fun directions! Not all of which come out as masterpieces, of course.

What tools do you use?

Our tools consist of graphite in the form of paddles, reamers, bowl pushes and tweezers for shaping. And then the most important is a desk mounted torch, specifically made for glass blowing, which runs off propane and refined oxygen. In addition to a large array of hand torches, and shaping tools.

How has your practice changed over time?

Other than the years of constant growth of knowledge and ability, I’d say the biggest change overall was the investment of our glass lathe used to assist in the production of larger bongs and vessels such as steam rollers and larger oil rigs.

What is your output like? How long does it take you to make a pipe? A bong? A rig?

Some of the basic pipes, bongs and rigs can take as little as 20-30 minutes. Although it’s not out of the question that I’ll occasionally spend as much as 8-10 hours on something heady!

What’s the best book you’ve read in the past year?

The best book I’ve read in the past year would be History of The Universe by David H. Lyth.

Which other artists are you inspired by?

My biggest inspiration for becoming a glass artist is my good friend Gordon Anderson. We refer to him as “Uncle Gordon.” One of the coolest 70-year-olds I’ve ever met! I first saw Gordon blowing glass in the Cascade Mall in Burlington, WA when I was 8 years old. It was at that moment I knew what I wanted to do! To this day, Gordon and I will get together, talk glass, blow glass, and maybe even occasionally “use” glass.

Do you listen to music while you create? If so, what’s been on regular rotation lately?

I am a music feen! I like just about every type of music. Lately I’ve been listening to a lot of Sturgill Simpson, Whiskey Meyers, Necro, Dub FX, Seth Sentry, Animals, Pantera, the list goes on and on!

What else inspires you?

My wife and 2 kids are my main inspiration. Also, thinking of all those amazing individuals who have chosen one of our pieces to take home and enjoy as their very own makes me feel so incredibly grateful and truly inspires me to keep going!

What do you do in your free time? 

I like going dirt biking, wakeboarding, hiking, camping, snowboarding, BBQing with friends, pretty much anything outdoors, I’m in!

What’s your spirit animal and/or a superpower you’d love to have?

Never thought about a spirit animal. But as a superpower, hands down I’d like to be able to fly! No wings, no jets, or props. Just straight levitation! Hahaha!

Do you do custom commissions? 

In the past I’ve done all sorts of custom work for our amazing customers. Although, in the past year or so we’ve had to stop in order to keep up with our production line.

What’s the craziest piece you’ve ever worked on?

That would have to be the spirits serving station I made or Terramar Brewing and Distilling in Edison Washington. It’s not for smoking of course, but functional and amazing all the same!!! 2nd would be a 5 pound full color octopus pipe.

Do you ever offer workshops?

I don’t offer workshops since insurance would be so expensive and we simply don’t have the time to allocate.

What’s one piece of advice you’d give to someone starting out in this industry?

I’d say the same as for any industry you want to be successful in, and thats “get ready to work, and work hard!!!”

What’s your relationship with cannabis?

I like to smoke when I’m out in nature, or at night curled up watching a movie! But really, anytime’s a good time with the appropriate company! 

What’s your favorite piece(s) we have in our stores at the moment? (pic)

That would have to be the Slumpy tube(T-110) because they’re really fun to make, and work great as a bong or a rig!

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[uwuears]

The Foxhole

The Foxhole is the oldest bar in our neighborhood. It sort of always stuck out whenever we passed it mostly because Dad always insisted it would never close. He’d purposefully point out the orange curtains in the windows and the white outline on the sign of the ears and snout. The Foxhole was ultimately a non-human bar. If you were primarily evolved hairless ape, which we were, then yeah you couldn’t be allowed in. Dad said this was just the way things were since animals had evolved in their own time. “we all need our spaces.” he’d tell us and I, of course, grew up in segregation. We had our space and they had theirs. Then things began to change when I left college. The first animal president was elected. An actual ape and then his running mate was a tiger. They implemented more opportunities for animals and allowed joined schools and workplaces. 

My own boss was even a cheetah but her dock-to-stock expectations were way too high. I still remember the day I first got to go into the Foxhole. I lost that job with the Cheetah lady and I was walking home thinking about how badly I just wanted to get out. I just wanted to go somewhere else. Get out of this state and maybe try something new. My sister was, in all honesty, the only thing holding me back. She wouldn’t leave no matter how much I knew deep down inside she wanted too. We were twins after all. I always knew what she wanted.

Anyway I’m walking by the Foxhole and the doors bang open and some blonde bouncer in high armbands to his fucking elbows has a scrawny weasel by the scruff. The craziest thing is the bouncer doesn’t look like-- well he looks like me. He’s hairless and clearly human with blonde hair and tan skin. He chucks the weasel down the stairs and he hits me then falls to the ground with me stumbling backward but catching myself on a street light. The blonde bouncer is hardly bothered by this sequence of events and instead just sneers at the weasel before turning back to the door and slamming it shut behind him.

“Jerk, big ass nobody lying sack of-” the weasel is really letting it out now as the bouncer is gone I’m sure if he was still standing at the top of the stairs the weasel would be as quiet and dumbstruck as I was. Finally the weasel spots me and huffs, “Fucking foxes, huh?”

I frown, “He wasn’t a fox.”

The weasel looks surprised at my sentiment before quickly shaking his head, “Course he was, kid. you need your eyes checked?” I don’t really say anything but then the weasel seems to realize something. His expression jerks to a sort of terrified horror as he takes me in all of my hairless humanness. “You...your...oh shit.” he hisses through his teeth. 

“You OK?” I asked not sure what to do beyond just glancing him up and down he stretched and winced. 

“Just wanted a drink yknow...” he says but his laugh suggests that he, in fact, is just shy and trying to steer the conversation away from what we were originally talking about. I’d grown up with another segregation to know it was bullshit. I had other friends; a bear, a hen, and a dog all of whom were good people. well, animals. The prejudice was just that. Prejudice. 

“I know a united bar. I’ll buy you one.” I offer and instantly the weasel looks pleased.

“Oh, you're a good egg, kid. Name is Weekly.” He holds out his furry paw and i shake it. “You people have eggs right? I don’t want to be...” he trails off insinuating what he means as I let go of his paw and he rolls it wearily at me. 

“No, no you’re good. This way.” I motion and we walk it. 

The United bar is ironically named Eden’s. There is a lot of biblical stuff when it comes to the whole human race's first perspective. For one the animals often refer to us as Arks. As in the ones who built them before the world flooded. Which it did big time again. Spoiler though this time it wasn’t the Big I Am. It was US. Being fucking gross. 

We sit at the bar and I order Weekly a drink. He takes a milkshake with vanilla ice cream and rainbow sprinkles. I honestly dunno why I thought I’d be buying him a scotch or something but he apparently is all for the sweets. 

As he slurps it down and I order my Jack’n’Coke he admits that “it kind of slipped out...sorry about that.”

I frown but try to play it cool, “What did?” Weasels aren’t all sneaky and the stereotype is rude but Weekly does have that feel about him. It also doesn’t help that a polaroid hangs around his neck by a strap and a press pin is on his lapel. 

“You know...” he laps up the cherry greedily and finally says, “Glamour?” 

The bartender walks by when he says it. A bull who sends him a look like he’s daring him to repeat it. Maybe Weekly has a death wish or maybe he just doesn’t care because he looks at me all excited. “The stuff we animals use to trick you Ark boys.”

I shrug, “oh, that.” I say though it’s a total bluff. They use what to trick us? How?I feel a bit like I’m lisening to a conspiracy thoerist go off about the bullshit in the goverment and how it’s the lizard men’s faults...Only now it is actually lizard men running congress. I pause on the irony of that for only a minute as Weekly slurps at the last of his milkshake only to raise a hand and order another. This time I hope it’s not on my dime as the bull bartender brings it up. 

“You know you ain’t supposed to be telling no Ark about that.” says the bartender with a admonishing look but Weekly rolls his eyes and sets back into his second serving. The bartender Bradley looks at him worried, “Look Cash ain’t nothing good ever come out of listening to Weasels or the press.”

“Ain’t nothing is a double negative so something good must of come-” Weekly is on a roll as he waves the cherry at Bradley. 

Bradley huffs and turns back to me. “You’re a smart kid. Trust me on this one. How’s your sister?”

“Why?” I ask and it fills the room between us with a sort of solidarity and coldness. That’s the weird thing. The really weird thing that has happened since the flood and since the fucking evolution of animals to be upright walking entities with opinions and forethought. The big thing actually isn’t the fact that the human race isn’t the top of the food chain anymore. No it’s not the fact that our goverments of the past and our history have inspired animals- pandas, turtles, lions, bears, etc to run the world democratically and united. No. It’s that humans are pretty much extinct. Our Arks the main ones anyway sunk. Most of humanity died on them. Those are the stories though. Five sunk, three were overcome with awful plaque, and the others were never heard from again. 

It was like every end of the world event. The strong survived, the evolved thrived. Humanity did neither apparently and so as far I knew there were a grand total of 200 humans left. That may seem a big number to most animals but generally speaking that 200 out of the 7.7 billion that once inhabited this planet only a decade before. The weirder things came attached to that extinction epidemic like a addendum. We became a classified endangered species and a oddity and in doing so became something sort of prized? The wording isn’t totally correct but it’s close. 

Human females are attractive to a lot of other species. Human males it’s sort of give or take but yeah close. Again it’s weird. We were taught in school to always be aware that it was up to the handful of us to repopulate the Earth with our species. It was our responsibility. That of course meant the afformentioned sex which meant other species got weird ideas because generally speaking if you were once a rat who couldn’t communicate sex and wanting it beyond squeaks you might not want to get freaky with whomever if you can communicate it. It’s a mix of weird and terrifying. 

My sister never really was OK with it. I remember the sort of gradual shut-in nature growing with her thoroughout the end of the floods. She didn’t come out much and there was of course Dad’s absence. Mom’s eventual...well let’s not get depressing. Really. 

“She’s fine, thanks.” I say but it’s clear by Bradley’s question that isn’t what he’s asking.

“Is she...still...well..” he wants to know if she’s single.

“She is and not looking.” I clarify and he nods and moves along thankfully. I wonder if my Mother was easily impressed with Dad or if she was tougher to get like my sister’s mother. That I add to the list of weird. Our Dad has a grand total of 16 wives and counting. He’s not around much and most of them have divorced him at some point. I dunno how many siblings I actually have but my sister. My Twin born the same day and time as me even if by a different woman well she is the one I care about. Our mother’s hated each other and it was only by sheer will that we met at all. 

“You got a sister?” Weekly asks and i nod. 

“Yeah.”

“What is...she?” Weekly harbors and i admit it’s not he most delicate way anyone has asked what other species is mixed with my human DNA. After all my Dad didn’t go off with another human woman there aren’t enough of them. Most of them aren’t interested in desperate human men anyway. No. My Dad mostly tried different species. I happen to have a whale mother. She went back to the deep blue sea after i was born. Sometimes when I have panic attacks i need to dunk my head underwater to breathe.No i don’t have a spout. Relax. The only clear thing about me from her is my affinity for water and of course the pale blue scales on my back and feet. Otherwise a human boy. 

“Sorry that was offensive.” he says and i admit it is.

“Tell you what. I’ll answer your question if you answer mine, yeah?” he nods eagerly and I start. “What is Glamour?”

Bradley huffs as he walks by and i ignore him. Weekly luckily does too. “It’s sort of like...a illusion. you know. We present ourselves one way based on pheremones and work so your eyes see us somehow when we are another....we can get rid of it whenever we want. It i think works because of snake pheromoes but i am not sure on that. Don’t quote me.”

Huh. “So the appearance changes?”

“Yes. I think those Cat-Pop stars are doing it best. Have you see the trend they bring but they look human with cute ears and a tail.”

I had seen them. Cat-Pop was from the East. They were popstars but with cute cat ears and tail with human body. Girls and guys it was another thing added to the weird list. 

“Now tell me about your sister!” Weekly whines and i give in.

“Her mum was a owl.” I confess. Weekly whistles. 

“Thought they were extinct?”

“All but.” I say. I remember her, Cashel’s mum. She hated my mum so much she found out what she was naming me and decided to name her child something similar just to spite her. Cash and Cashel .I wonder if my sister is sleeping. She struggles often to sleep at night and the feathers twisted in her sunny brown hair are always unkept. Owls died out during the first rebellions after evolution. Apparently they pissed off the Hawks, Falcons, and general Avian Alliance because they sided with Lions. There were stories of the Owls aiding the Lions through much turmoil. All knowing, all seeing. The wisdom to the Lion’s muscle. Cashel tended to bury herself in those stories. The only one who could unbury her were her friends and the guy i was rooting for as far as a romantic option. i remind myself to check in on Beau but for now I say goodnight to Weekly and he gives me his card. 

I know i didn’t get inside of the Foxhole tonight but i promise the moment I do you will know. I just need to lean up to it. It’s kind of a big deal.

When i make it home the house is dark and quiet. Cashel is curled up on the couch snoozing quietly. Her best friend Noodles (some people name their kids dumb things) lays next to her also snoozing. Noodles is a white cat with absolutely no glamour like Weekly described. She’s white and furry with long curls and a few earrings clipped to her hair. She and Cashel have been friends since college as they tried many times to become roommates. 

I move to my room and get ready for bed trying not to think about the blonde haired bouncer. He was the first person I’ve felt a weird attention too. A tugging. It was probably because i never saw any humans...but I guess what Weekly was saying was that he wasn’t human? He was using glamour? But why? To what end? 

I rub at my eyes. I’m beat. This unknown of weird can wait for tomorrow to dissect. Now is sleep. Now is dreams of the deep deep sea and the low rumbling of something much more ancient then any Ark in the recesses of the deep dark abyss. 

[crazykendal]

woah if I were you I would .totally. read though this

did you pay attention to anything you were being taught in health class?   health class.. like family life or what

what are your feelings regarding shopping?   I hate shopping

do you think people have any misconceptions about you? Honestly im mean around a lot of people and I think people think im mean to everyone which is not true. I can get really soft with some people

have you ever worn fishnets? nooo...

do you go somewhere to get your eyebrows done? nowhere:)

do you believe prayer really works? no

do you have one best friend who is always there for you? yeah she’s weird

describe one of your most emotional farewells. haha nonononononoonon

have you ever been tied up? like literally or mentally.. ohhh god no

how many times have you been cussed out? dunno

does it bother you when people ask personal questions? no, it just means that they might care more

do you know anyone who’s been in jail? a tonnnn

have you ever considered acupuncture? No

have you ever watched the same sex undress? no..?

have you ever seen the last person you kissed cry? no

have you ever seen your mom or dad drunk? no

do you enjoy mario games? like super mario yes my dads a hardcore fan

do you think that necessities should be free? (ex. food, toilet paper) no you must work for shit dood

does it bother you when dogs lick you? no they love me

do you feed your pets human food? yeah haru loves chicken

which is worse: being sexist or racist? both are absolutely horrible, but nothing is worse than a perachel shipper

do you think suicide is selfish? man.. it ends the pain but it starts more pain to people close to you. It seems selfish but it really depends

would you take a dirty picture of yourself for someone you are dating? No

what are the most embarrassing songs in your itunes library? i dont have any embarrassing shit that i can think of

how picky are you when it comes to choosing who to kiss or not kiss? oooohh man idk

do you feel that having sex anywhere but a bed is more exciting? ..yyeahh..

in your opinion, is it ever okay to get back with an ex? depends on who

what’s the first animal you go to see at the zoo?  i never go to the zoo

what’s the strangest or rarest creature you’ve seen at a zoo? idk

what animal is at a zoo that really, in your opinion, shouldn’t be? all of them they want to be FREED

do you like zoos or aren’t you bothered? why so much fucking zoo shit

i offer you a cigarette, you say… nope i dont want lung cancer

why do you think you were put on this earth? to fucking suffer and to make others suffer

is it ever okay to hit a child? when is this? no unless they are gonna kill you

do you think violence in video/computer games influences the nation also? no i hate people who believe this

are you in any shape or form, racist? no

are you in any shape or form, sexist? no but i kinda prefer girls if you know what i mean :)

how do you think the world will end? either a nuclear war or global warming haha

what natural phenomenon do you find the most beautiful? death :)

would you kill someone who killed a child? how about YOUR child? sure dood

what is your favorite cover of a song? halsey covered justin bieber’s love yourself and replaced love with fuck. i relate to this cover more than I do with my family

have you ever been in love with someone who was fatally ill? no?

have you ever received or given a make-over? no..

do you know anyone who is HIV+? not that i know of

have you ever been to a desert? idk but I feel like i live in a desert

do you know any trans* people? yeah and also I met MILES MCKENNA yussss

what is your favorite beatles song? uh..

what is the poorest you have ever been? when I first had no money haha

i’m sure you know of the gamer fad on youtube. who’s your favorite? like youtubers?? oh god. I used to love ihascupquake, dantdm, and ldshadowlady when I used to like minecraft but its now more vanoss gaming, zac cox tv, thegaminglemon, thedevildoggaming, and lets play games

is there something written on your shirt right now? it says Mavel

what is your favorite song to play on guitar hero or rock band? ooh I love those games I just dont have it

where do you find the surveys you take? I follow an account

what’s one weird/annoying thing your pet(s) tend to do? BUB ATTACKS THE SHIT OUT OF MY OTHER CATS

what’s your favorite song by your favorite artist?   Salt Skin by Ellie Goulding, Colors by Halsey, Secrets by The Weeknd

do you have an “original character?” what.. like something ive come up with myself? If so, dont even get me started. I literally have about 100 characters ive created for this huge long ass collection of stories ive been writing for about 3 years.

what about a persona/fursona?   wut

do you ever MAKE your own surveys? no way

why’s it the woman who have to give birth anyway if the man is physically stronger in most cases? because the man isnt strong enough ;)

do you get good internet where you live? no my room has no wifi but my backyard is gr8

ever had a cavity? how many? yeah idk how many haha

ever broken a tooth? I thought i did once

what did you do on the playground at your school as a child? idk

are you into comics? I recently wrote a 60-70 page comic for a series im writing

did you ever have computer disc games you played as a kid? yeah GTA San Andreas all the way homie

what do you think of people who have therapists? pretty brave, my parents think i need one but i could never

do you have any of those adult coloring books? no I hate coloring

ever ridden an elephant? no

deserts: dreary or beautiful?   dreary

ever seen a panda?   like once I think

what kind a camera do you have?   I only have my phone

do you have stretch marks? where? don’t be shy, they’re tiger stripes! no

lobsters: cool or scary? i pet one once

opposoms: total vermin or cute? what

what tv channel dominated your childhood?   idk

ever actually seen a snake in the wild? my friend stepped on one when we were little holy fuckk

have you ever had a PET snake? what kind? no

ever had an encounter with a snapping turtle? they’re scary! no

do you like oatmeal? no

wherever you live, have you ever seen your national bird? yes

ever had a reptile as a pet that you had to feed crickets? no i got cats

ever play hearthstone? no but I know a guy named Hearthstone :)

ever gone hunting? biggest thing you’ve ever shot?   no

how about fishing? biggest thing you’ve ever caught?   MY DAD IS OBSESSED WITH FISHING HE HAS SPECIAL KAYAKS FOR IT AND EVERYTHING. But sometimes ill go fishing (like never) I caught some fish before

coolest place you’ve ever been fishing?   santa cruz is my life

which is cooler: african or asian elephant? I didn't know there was a difference

craziest thing you’ve ever eaten? nothing

what’s in a camel’s back? Idk ask the camel

steve irwin: foolish for messing around with animals or brave for teaching us? who dat

what do you think of people who put their whole life on social media? fine with me if they put up there credit card info :)

don’t you think it’s a bit deceptive to wear a push-up bra?   idc

do you truly believe we came from chimps? not from chimps but from earlier ancestors of them

well, what do you think of extra bones and even organs in our bodies? why do we have them?   people are just sometimes born like that

if you could choose anyone to be your father, who would it be? Han Solo

weirdest video game you’ve ever played? hmm gta v is weird for how inappropriate it can get sometimes even tho its the best game ever but probably sims 3

we’re having a pig-pickin’! whatcha eating? a what

ever been on a scary hay ride? no

ever been to a castle?   I went to Hearst Castle once

what’s your favorite kind of penguin? club penguin :) (ive never played before tho) rip

whales. should they be allowed in sea world? NO

ever seen an albino? whether it be human or animal?   yes

what do you think of the song “miss jackson” by panic! at the disco? omg have I never heard of that song whats wrong with me

what is the wallpaper on your best friends cell phone? my old bestfriend has a picture of her and new best friend, isnt that great haha fuck me

do you feel comfortable singing in front of others? depends :)

do you like using big words when you talk? No i dont know many big words

do you EVER use caps lock? NO WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT

are you loud when you’re having sex? well idk

have you ever wanted to drop out of school? i probably will want to in high school

when was the last time you watched south park? never

are you italian? nope

are you interested in photography at all? only in gta v

any survey takers that annoy you on tumblr? no

do you like bob marley? ive never heard any of his stuff

can you talk to your parents about anything without them judging or bickering at you? I never can or do

are you interested in art? sketch my life away

don’t you think we’re spending too much money on exploring the mere theory of climate change? No but when the worlds flooding they wont regret it haha

everyone always wants to know your favorite animal. what’s your SECOND favorite? I always say cats are my favorite but i also love chickens

who’s your favorite disney character? none

have you ever taken the eharmony personality quiz? no

do you take vitamins? if so, what kinds? idk

how much was your prom dress? what’s the most you’d spend? hahahahahahahaha kill me

would you marry someone of a different religion? ehh.. im not religious and i could never go to church every sunday so maybe not..

how did you learn the word “fuck”? my parents swear a lot

if you could make one of your enemies your best friend, who would it be? id rather stay enemies thank you very much

what is the last movie you saw in theaters? Spiderman Homecoming

have you ever got into a wreck?   not serious

do you think you are an argumentative person? yeah and i lose friends because of it :)

can you admit when you’re wrong?   all the time

are you easily confused? yeah people yell at me for it

do you think you would make a good wife/husband?  

probably not

have you ever caught a butterfly?   hey I used to be afraid of butterflies so no

have you ever deliberately tried to get someone drunk? no

do you like being kissed on the neck? never been kissed so yeah

favorite song by the band the offspring? never heard of them

how many times each morning do you press the snooze button? never had to, ever

when you go out to eat, what sides do your order with your food? idk

what video game or computer game are you best at? GTA V Online, ive become so good from 4 years of experience people think im a modder, fuck all those bitches, but its really funny when they think I can just drop money for them, id love to be a modder but I dont want to get banned

how do you normally come across new music? friends or the radio

what subject in school do you feel is the least necessary? science and english and history even though i love history

do you enjoy power outages or do you get annoyed? i dont care

are you pretty politically correct? kinda

have you ever behaved like a stalker?   no i have no idea what you are talking about :)

do you appreciate other people’s opinions?   depends on who

if you could pick your own pet name, what would it be?   I named my cat Bub so there

do you care what’s going on in the world? If it hurts me, yes

how many partners is too many? at one time, one is good but if youve had a lot in your life time i lose respect

do you examine the tissue after you blow your nose?   no

do you prefer boys to shave down there? uh..

how much does your mother know about your sex life (or lack thereof)? im 14 wtf

are any of your siblings married? what are their spouse’s names?   No but I think my sister is married to Finn Wolfhard

have you ever had a pet bird?   no

how many times have you moved in your lifetime? once

if you could get one piercing and one tattoo, where would you want them?   ahh only if it didn't hurt id get a red triangle on my right wrist (gotta be like ellie goulding) and a piercing? nose? maybe

would you consider yourself to be adventurous?   yes i love to adventure but no one ever wants to come with me :’(

has any part of your house ever been flooded?   no

is there anyone that you’re worried about right now? who and why? yeah, I cant say though. Their friend told me about some stuff

if you won a lot of money, would you donate any of it? to what organization would you donate it?                                                                 

idk

describe the best friend you’ve ever had, or the best person you’ve ever known.   ive been friends with her for about 10 years and we've been fighting for months and ive finally come to realize she cares about me a lot more than I do about myself and she is really worried about me ever doing anything with myself. Ive just been really down with myself these past months

have you ever adopted a stray animal?   maybe

what time did you wake up this morning?   8:28 dont ask how I remebered

ever wonder if you’re someone’s everything? yeah but I know that it’ll never happen but like theres this one person id give my life for (just one person) she knows who she is

would you ever bleach your hair platinum blonde? like once ok stop it

what is your mom’s middle name?   Lei

do you know the color of your ex boyfriend/girlfriend’s eyes? n/a

have you had your wisdom teeth out?   no

your appendix?   no