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ichika27 · 3 years

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Mairimashita! Iruma-kun s2 ep19

Nice! It’s a Clara-centric episode with some bonus Azz trying to impress Iruma! I mean I don’t have anything against Ameri and I’m happy she got lots of moments with our protagonist but I just want Azz and Clara to get their chance, too you know?

This episode is fun and cute! Plus there are songs in it, too since it’s about Clara’s family.

Clara’s house! Iruma and Azz are staying over for a while after what happened in the last episode. The Valac residence is located at Gaya-Gaya Forest where lots of strange creatures and plants live! According to Clara, her family knows the place really well.

And I just realized that this is the first time the boys got to visit Clara. It’s just they’ve shown us Clara’s family and this house a lot that it slipped my mind that to Iruma and Azz, this is the first time they’d be seeing it.

The typical welcome in the Valac home! They did chants, too weirding out the boys especially Azz. Urara isn’t home again this time so he’s represented by a drawing. I wonder which school he’s in since it seems theirs isn’t on vacation like Babyls.

Clara’s mom tells the boys to relax and feel at home. She says she’s happy because Clara brought friends home for the first time (and sorta mentions this is a first overall for their family or something). In a way that’s kinda sad that it either meant not many people wanted or thought to visit or Clara just didn’t have anyone to invite before Iruma and Azz.

On the other hand, this is almost the same reaction my own family has whenever I brought home some classmates to do school projects. I don’t have irl friends lol so they’re like “Big sis has friends?!” because my classmates would introduce themselves as friends instead of just classmates.

Iruma and Azz give Clara’s mom some souvenirs from the Walter Park trip as a present (I dunno about everywhere else but this is a Japanese thing if I remember correctly and people here in the Philippines do it to whenever they visit sometimes). Iruma gives a small box of sweets and Azz gives them a huge replica of Walter Park's castle made out of chocolate. The kids immediately crowd at Azz for the chocolate until told to calm down.

I could understand them though. My siblings and I too would do the same cause that seriously looks cool and also it’s chocolate. We could devour that in a few days.

After being let in the house, Clara’s brothers immediately asked the boys which one is their sister’s boyfriend which freaked them out. The brothers think that Azz would be a good catch (cause he is with being good-looking, rich, smart and popular. They don’t even have to know all these things cause Azz just looks it) but remembers that their sister is already interested in a guy named-

Clara promptly cuts them off and drags them away.

We get some glimpses of what’s inside the Valac house and see a lot of strange-looking objects. Clara’s mom explains that those are brought home by her adventurer husband and that they came from those trips.

I wonder what kind of adventures and if any of the items are magical or cursed. I mean this is the Demon World so it’s possible.

The mom finally brings out a photo album! She happily shows the boys Clara’s baby pictures. Azz notes how baby Clara looks like her own baby siblings. The resemblance isn't just with looks but with personality as well! Clara is embarrassed of course but Iruma says the photos are cute which made Clara happy.

That said, she’s still embarrassed letting Iruma see the photos and takes the album away. Her mom immediately brings out another one! In an attempt to stop her mom from embarrassing her any further, she reminds them that it’s shopping day.

Iruma, upon hearing it’s time to buy food, says that he’s hungry so perfect timing. Clara and Azz, upon hearing that Iruma is hungry decides they’d make the food for him. It seems we might get shokugeki part 2!

The idea of shopping at the forest baffled Iruma and Azz as they didn’t think there’s any supermarket here. Clara and her family explain that the so-called “supermarket” is actually what the entire forest basically is. They could get fresh produce from here and there’s so many kinds! The entire family, along with Iruma and Azz go “shopping” and are all armed with baskets to fill.

A song number! As expected from the Valac family lol. I knew there’d be one. The song explains the stuff they could get in the forest and how the place is akin to an actual supermarket. There are many types of food and some which looks like regular food could be found in the unlikeliest of places. I mean, they get their meat from trees. But it’s also dangerous in here so they have to be careful.

When shopping is done, Azz and Clara compare the stuff they got which they’d use for their food battle. Apparently, the stuff Azz got which looks good are actually terrible tasting compared to the weird ones Clara had gotten.

Clara’s mom tells them that there is a creature in the forest that is called Shabu-Shabu which is known as the “Ultimate Ingredient”. It could be found in the Cave of Rewards which is shown in the map up there. Iruma thinks it must be delicious and so Clara and Azz decided they’re gonna get it for him.

The main trio plus Clara’s brothers all go to the cave (Clara’s mom went home cause the babies are asleep) to find this creature. The brothers tell Iruma and Azz that they should stay back as they think they shouldn’t trouble the guests. Clara immediately tells them that Iruma is actually pretty strong as he’s the Hero of Walter Park after all (Azz agrees). Iruma downplays this and says everyone did their best so he’s not the only strong one.

The brothers are amazed and asked Azz what he did at the Walter Park incident. Azz remembers what had happened with his fight alongside Sabnock and how they had to retreat and with this, he wasn’t able to give them an answer.

The Shabu-Shabu appears! It looks like a chimera composed of shark, pig and lots of vegetables - the complete meal! That's why it's called Ultimate Ingredient lol. Almost everything you’d need in the kitchen all in one large and dangerous package. It even has seaweed mustache. XD

Their prey is also a predator and so the Shabu-Shabu captures Clara’s brothers using his mustaches in order to eat them. Azz tries hitting it with his fireball but it kept deflecting it with a Chinese wok lol. With that not working, Clara uses all the ingredients she got from their shopping trip in order to distract the creature. Once it was busy eating, Azz cuts off the mustaches and frees the brothers.

Azz thinks of what to do next. He wants to defeat this creature for Iruma and it doesn’t have any hostages anymore so he’s free to try but he knows it’s too strong. He remembers the stuff Sabnock told him at the park and decided it’s best to just retreat for now. He summons his familiar to help them escape but he thinks to himself that he’d try and get stronger after this.

As they were leaving, Clara’s mom arrives and instant KOs the Shabu-Shabu for what it did to her kids. The kids are of course, surprised by this.

I’m happy they’re still acknowledging that adults are stronger than the kids. Most other shounen anime would go with the “these kids are special and they could totally win this without much proper training” but this one decided to be a bit on the realistic side. Sure the kids aren’t strong yet but they do realize this themselves one way or another and strive to be better and stronger. If they continue trying to grow then they’d end up really strong, too. It would be fun to see that development especially for the kids of the Abnormal Class who didn’t really think much of themselves before as they’d prove to others and themselves that they are capable of amazing things.

They were able to go home safely and Clara’s mom cooks while Clara watches and Azz takes notes. Oh and they did use the Shabu-Shabu as it’s shown that it’s skull is outside the house haha. Iruma was able to eat a ton of food!

The day ends and it was time for bed. They were tired after the long day so they declines Clara’s invite for a pillow fight. Clara then offered to do a sleeping ritual to them which is something she does for her siblings which always works. They had to lay their heads on her lap though which they immediately decline for obvious reasons. Clara doesn’t pick up on this and pulls Azz down to lay on her lap and he quickly falls asleep in the middle of complaining. Iruma gets pulls down, too and Clara starts singing a lullaby. Her singing sounded really good, too! Iruma falls asleep to this and Clara bids them good night.

Aren’t they cute? It looks so sweet.

The next morning, the Valac family plus Iruma and Azz went out to gather food for their breakfast. While the trio is getting vegetables, Clara’s mom takes a photo to put on another album about her daughter. It’s so cute!

Also, Azz who was weirded out by the events of the day before seems more comfortable now and is happily participating in the stuff the Valac family does.

Overall it was a peaceful time. And then we get this cliffhanger showing us that Ameri’s dad is on his way to the Valac residence for unspecified reasons.

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That episode was really fun! Its more slice-of-life-y becoming the sort of breather episode after the previously intense battle heavy arc. It also lets us know more about Clara’s family and about Clara herself. I hope Asmodeus gets an episode like this, too.

Despite the episode being a bit more on the relaxing side, it has moments that continues Azz’s development that was happening in the previous episodes. He did take to heart the stuff Sabnock says and decides to be better. I think it’s a fun cycle that Sabnock, the self-proclaimed rival of Iruma, learned to become a better person cause of Iruma himself and taught this same lesson to Asmodeus, the self-proclaimed greatest ally of Iruma. Many shounen anime rivalries like this end up with the person learning the lesson because of their rival to be a bit bitter about it but here, they actually really appreciate it and don’t hold any grudges. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate how it’s done in other stories. All I’m saying is that seeing something different from time-to-time can be nice, too. It shakes things up a little.

I did feel a little bad when Azz couldn’t give an answer when the brothers asked him what he did during the attack on Walter Park, though. But he actually thought about it and didn’t try to lie or anything. He admitted he needed to get stronger and promises himself that he absolutely will.

I went “Aww~!” at the many heartwarming moments in this episode especially when it came to Clara’s mom. Seeing the phot album near the end made me smile so much. The scene where Clara sings to her friends is really nice and sweet, too.

The previews show that the next episode would be Ameri-centric again. This anime has so many ships revolving Iruma that it makes me wonder if this could count as a harem anime (but since that’s not exactly the overall focus of the story, it doesn’t seem like it and I only remember when the show hints that the girls like Iruma). So far Iruma has got Ameri, Clara, Kerori, and Eiko who has blatant crushes on him (with 3 out of 4 admitting it to themselves). If you’re wearing shipping goggles then there’s also Asmodeus and Kiriwo-senpai. But the one who gets the most focus when it comes to romantic development is Ameri. She gets moments and sometimes episodes that gives a spotlight to her feeling for Iruma (and there are moments where Iruma looks like he’s close to feeling the same way).

I’m wondering if this means Ameri would be the official love interest. Like, I guess it makes sense with all the development and I don’t hate it but still... it kinda makes me sad that the ships I do support for Iruma are shot down already haha. Ameri fans are so lucky! I wish Clara and Azz are given this much fighting chance, too cause so far, Iruma only thinks of them as friends.

Alright, this has gone on too long. Thanks for reading!

#Mairimashita! Iruma-kun #welcome to demon school iruma-kun #sana_post

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dreamdropxoxo · 4 years

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hello! i loooved the walk of shame lamen au uwu are you still taking prompts? can you please do your damen/laurent magic on the “You broke into my apartment drunk thinking it was your friend’s house and I should call the cops but my cat kinda likes you so we’re good” AU???? thank youUuUuUUu <3<3<3

Hi! I’m so glad you liked it :) I loved to write it too! I’ll do my best xD I hope you like it <3 (It got actually a bit longer than 1000 words, but I hope that’s still okay)

Laurent sighed. It was so early in the morning it could still be counted as the night and he finally got home from his business trip. Auguste would be asleep, so he had nobody to call about his save arrival. He sent his brother a message just as he opened the door to his apartment.

He was tired, filthy and thirsty. Traveling for work wasn’t as exciting as one would think and he, Laurent deVere, had enough of it. However, as apparently all other people decided to leave their brains at home when they left for work, he had no choice but to go on the trips himself.

Thus, not a whole lot of things could surprise Laurent anymore. Actually, he thought himself pretty resistant to surprise. Always assume the worst, because most of the time people manage to rush straight into that scenario, was what he had learned early on in his career as IT-project manager for his company. It was a bit as if common sense was a foreign term to most people.

Yet, when he entered his apartment after one week of absence at 5 in the morning and heard snores, he had to admit that he was at least slightly surprised. Because one thing you had to know about Laurent deVere was that he was painfully single and that for years. There should be nobody sleeping in his apartment. Not since Auguste had texted him at 11 PM to inform him that he was going to meet up with some of his friends, but that he had fed Raziel and aired the whole place for at least 15 minutes because Laurent was particular like that.

“What the-?”

In hindsight Laurent had to admit that he was considerably more than just ‘slightly’ surprised, because he didn’t even think about the dangers that this situation could pose. He didn’t know the person snoring in his living room, that was for certain, and yet, he didn’t hesitate as he walked straight into the room and flickered on the light switch.

On his sofa slept a beast, there were no other words to describe it- him. It was definitively a him, a beast of a him.

The guy lay on his stomach on Laurent’s expensive and, to be honest, gigantic couch, one arm dangling over the edge, the other shoved under the throw pillow he had his face pressed into.

What was even more surprising was that Laurent’s cat, Raziel, who gave most people the cold shoulder, except for Auguste and Laurent, was curled into his side.

The man had one hand still buried in the soft fur of the Bengal cat, as if he was petting him before falling asleep.

However, what crowned it all, was that the man wore no shirt. The rippling muscles of his back and arms on blatant display and for a moment, Laurent felt a bit faint.

Nobody could judge him for that moment of weakness because one, nobody was here, and two, this was probably the most gorgeous back he had ever seen in his 27 years of life.

Raziel blinked at him and when Laurent returned the gaze, the tomcat yawned and snuggled closer to the man’s naked side. He couldn’t even feel properly betrayed, because this was a very nice place to snuggle up to.

Stop. He needed to stop. He was tired and his brain absolutely overwhelmed with trying to process the absurdity of this situation. With a shake of his head, he turned towards his kitchen. Auguste had gone shopping for him, so he had everything at home to make breakfast. He could deal with the stranger in his living room later on. If Raziel liked him, he couldn’t be that bad of a person, could he?

He finished cooking breakfast and was on his second cup of coffee, when he heard a groan from the living room.

“Damn, ouch my head. Fuck.” The stranger had a nice voice, although it was a bit raspy and hoarse. Laurent suspected that could be attributed to the hangover the poor guy most likely had. He poured a glass of water, took a painkiller and went to the living room.

The man had turned onto his back and his front was just as appealing as his back was. Laurent spent some moment’s staring.

“This isn’t Nik’s ceiling. But this should be Nik’s ceiling.”

Suddenly, everything made sense. At least, if said Nik was the same Nik as Nikandros, Laurent’s neighbor to his left.

“I’m sorry to break it to you, however, Nik’s apartment would be beside this one,” he said and enjoyed the panicked reaction of the stranger. The man shot up, whirled around and then immediately held his head. “Fuck.”

“Here. It’s water and a painkiller.”

Damen stared at him before taking the painkiller and gulping down the water. “Good morning. Terribly sorry for this. I thought your apartment was the one of Nikandros, my friend. I’m no creep who wanted to stalk you or something. I’m Damen, by the way.”

“Well, if you were, I’d have to inform you that you’re really not discreet. I’m Laurent.” Laurent’s gaze dropped down to Damen’s toned chest. Before reminding himself that the man had broken into his apartment just the night before.

“How did you get in here?”

“The window? Nik always leaves it open and so do you apparently. Really sorry. I was rather drunk.”

Laurent shook his head with a smirk and reminded himself to tell Auguste to close the window properly next time. “I figured. Well then, there is breakfast if you want. I just finished before you woke up. Or you could go to Nik’s straightaway. Whatever you prefer. But I may have overdone it a bit in order to cope with finding a half-naked stranger passed out on my couch with my cat cuddled up to his side.”

Damen stared at him. “I can’t say I wouldn’t want to intrude on your privacy because I clearly already did. But are you sure you don’t mind?”

“I don’t mind as long as you promise to not kill me while I provide you with breakfast.”

“I promise. I further promise to not murder you even after that.” He looked around with big eyes and then went back to staring at him.

Laurent threw him a smirk and turned around to go into the kitchen. “Well then, Damen, follow me, I can give you a tour later.”

#captive prince #laurent #damen #lamen #meet-ugly #break in #kinda?#to celebrate 100 followers!#thank you so much #prompt #answered #<3

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thebraingremlinsaremad · 3 years

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Daily Blog #6: August 13, 2021

Okay, okay, I know it's a couples days later, but I can assure you that I did not forget; I purposefully, and kinda without a better option, didn't post on Friday, and you'll see why.

So the day started off pretty regularly: I got up, ate breakfast, got a shower, and then sat around playing games and watching YouTube for a bit.

That was until my friend showed up at my house...

He called me and said to come outside, so I did.

It wasn't long until I got into his car, and we started driving.

I definitely should have been more anxious or nervous heading out, but for some reason, I just sat there with my head absentmindedly poking out the window, not really thinking about it.

I really wish I had grasped the situation a little better.

We got down there after an hour and a half of driving and we parked a bit away because there were so many people there, so many people there, in fact, that we just got some food until it calmed down again.

It was gonna be a great fucking concert.

Hella Mega Tour 2021, originally supposed to be Hella Mega Tour 2020, but postponed for obvious reasons.

We shopped for a tiny bit beforehand, not buying anything, and then headed over to the stadium 45 minutes before the concert was set to start. We were let in about 10 minutes later, and we filled our contraband water bottles that we managed to hide on the way in.

We sat there for a bit, me just listening to music on my Redmi Buds 3 pro.

I love these things.

Pretty soon the music started, and it was The Interrupters; everyone was feeling pretty lazy for this bit.

It's not like they were bad or anything, they were actually pretty good, but I guess everyone was just getting situated and didn't wanna bother using up all of their energy lol.

So The Interrupters' set is up, and they tear down the stage and reset it. Before too terribly long, Weezer starts up, and there's a lot bigger reaction from the crowd than there was before: people knew the songs, like Africa, Buddy Holly, Beverly Hills, and Feels Like Summer to name a few.

I was getting into it a bit, I knew a good few of the songs, I was moving along, I sang a bit, took some video.

What's cool is that I could feel myself moving along the scale, like going from no excitement while no one was playing, then tapping my foot and grooving to The Interrupters.

When Weezer first came on, I was just sitting there like, "alright, this is good shit." Towards the end, I was quietly singing Buddy Holly, their last song for the night.

I say quietly because there was a lot more loudness to come.

I should add that, up until this point, the music had been kinda unbearably loud, the highs really piercing and hitting hard.

Additionally, up until this point, I had been trying my best to document the concert with videos and audio recordings; it wasn't so much about enjoying the concert, for I've always been taught just to record stuff and not worry about the concert.

I don't think I've ever really enjoyed any of the concerts I've ever been to; I was there, but I wasn't. I didn't really know too many of the songs, and I had only listened to the artists in passing, not to mention the fact that my mother had been at every other concert I've been to, which is stifling in itself. I really can't enjoy anything when she's around.

But here we were; it was starting to get dark, and Fall out Boy was coming onstage. The crowd was getting into it with Weezer, and it was time for Fall Out Boy. The energy here had far exceeded both Weezer and The Interrupters, and this went for me as well.

I was sitting there, singing along and still occasionally recording, but I didn't have my phone out too much. I started to dance in my seat with every song, for I knew almost every one: Sugar, We're Going Down, Centuries, My Songs Know What You Did in the Dark, Grand Theft Autumn/Where is Your Boy, The Last of the Real Ones, Save Rock And Roll, and Dance, Dance being a few.

Throughout this set, everyone was singing along, but the real fun had yet to begin; the scent of smoke from the flames and fireworks finding its way through the crowd, the music now strong instead of piercing, a sense of unity between everyone in this packed stadium, between people of all walks of life: men, women, children, transgender, cisgender, non-binary, gay, straight, lesbian, ace, black, white, Asian, Mexican, young, old, middle-aged, and everything in between and outside... It didn't matter who you were or where you came from; you were at a fucking party, and everyone was gonna fuck it up once the main act came on stage.

Meanwhile, everyone was more than happy to celebrate with Fall Out Boy and some of their greatest and most memorable tracks.

Part way through Fall Out Boy's set, I decided to get off of my ass and join the growing number of audience members who were really getting into the groove and feeling the music.

It was so close to becoming an explosion of energy once Fall Out Boy was about to leave the stage.

After they left, the set was torn down once again and set up for Green Day.

Their was a low mix of music playing through the speakers all the while things were being set up. Once the stage was set, the music continued for a bit, but was then cut and replaced with a voice and lyrics that everyone knew immediately.

"Is this the real life. Is this just fantasy."

The crowd sings along to every word.

"Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality."

Freddie's voice poured out into the crowd, and the crowd sang them right back.

"Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see"

The song continued, and the whole crowd sang to the very end.

This really goes to show how impactful some people and groups can be on our lives... Although no one at the show was connected to Queen or Freddie Mercury, everyone who came to see these 4 bands still knew this great group.

Once the song was over, a mix of some of the most famous rock anthems began to play:

"We will, we will rock you"

"I love rock and roll"

"Hey, Ho, let's go"

A glorious piece all lead up to the 4 running onstage, Billie Joe Armstrong, Jason White, Mike Dirnt, and Tre Cool, joined now by 2 new members, Jason Freese and Kevin Preston.

All at once, it was an explosion of strong and passionate guitar jamming, soon followed by the drums and vocals of American Idiot. All at once, the crowd was rocking along with bopping heads, stomping feet, and swaying bodies. I only had my phone out to record for a short moment before I put it away and scarcely removed it from my pants for the rest of the concert.

I couldn't help but feel cocky, as a bi/pansexual (idk which one lmao), being allowed to sing the line,

"Well maybe I'm the faggot America"

I was like, "You straight bastards better not be singing that line 🤣"

It was absolutely incredible; the crowd cheered passionately and wholeheartedly at the end of every song and solo, after every quote from the band.

The coolest part about the concert was the fact that everyone just lost themselves in the music, as well as that everyone, without hesitation, followed what Billie Joe said. He says jump? WE FUCKING JUMPED. He tells us to scream? We. Fucking. Screamed. And when he wanted us to sing, we sang. I mean, okay, we were singing the whole time xD. I'm sure we would've sang if he told us to and we weren't already doing so lmao. What he said was our law, and we were doing our jobs as the dutiful citizens of Suburbia by following those laws.

It really is hard to express the level of pure energy at this gathering, especially when it radiates from every point in the packed stadium.

I screamed so loud and hard, and sang so long and passionately, that my voice started to go. But. Guess. What.

When you're at a place like this, no matter what, you just have this insatiable urge to keep going no matter what. When my arm got tired of throwing my fist in the air, I kept fucking going and even used the other arm too.

It's such a strange feeling when you feel like you're about to give out, like your voice is gonna break, or you're gonna collapse from dehydration and exhaustion, but you find around you the strength and power to keep on going, no matter how quickly your vocal health deteriorates.

Ask my friend, I couldn't speak properly after that shit xD. He even threatened to send a video of me talking to my choral teacher, who honestly would have been mad at me lmao.

Meanwhile, Green Day is playing some of their greatest hits, old and new alike, and I knew every single fucking one of them. I sang every song, and only took a break between 2 of them to down my whole bottle of contraband water in 3 seconds flat.

At one point, the band stopped playing, and Billie spoke into the microphone.

"Get your pretty lights out. I wanna see the pretty lights."

Everyone got their phones out and turned the torches on, as per his command.

"Turn the house lights off."

The lights go off, and the stadium is lit up almost as bright as it had been before, but this time with the lights of thousands.

"Look at that."

It was honestly an incredible moment.

That brings me to another point: when you go to a concert, you're not just paying for the music, you're not just paying to see a band, you're paying for an experience.

Let me tell you, this was one hell of an experience.

If you don't leave a concert feeling fulfilled, then the performers didn't do their job of giving you the experience that you paid to be a part of. I'm so happy that these four bands, especially Green Day, were able to deliver.

I really did love every moment of that show, which is such a rarity for me. I'm really happy that my friend took my mother's place. I can't fucking enjoy everything when she's around.

Oh yes, it wouldn't be one of my daily blogs without me talking about how my mother consistently pisses me off. Don't worry, I have some happy shit left to end on.

I swear to fluff though, she always manages to ruin everything for me. When we went to see The Lion King on Broadway, she insisted on coming with. That meant that I wasn't able to relax in my seat because this disgusting woman was sitting next to me and I had to cram myself to the side of my chair away from her. It meant that I wasn't allowed to cry when Mufasa died or during Can You Feel The Love Tonight because I knew I'd get made fun of for it.

I even went to a Fall Out Boy concert before, her refusing to let me go myself, and I didn't sing a single song because she'd just tell me to let the professionals handle it.

And for fuck's sake, the time she compared me trying to fucking validate my existence as a trans person to her wanting a car... That will always fucking piss me off.

Sorry, I got sidetracked. I was talking about how she ruins everything for me.

I literally cannot be myself around her. I've always been judged and ridiculed by my parents, and still am. I can't enjoy anything when they're around because I'm too focused on trying not to get made fun of or yelled at.

That being said, that concert was absolutely fucking incredible. I was with thousands of people who felt the same way that I did, and I could fucking jam out if I wanted to.

Apart from everyone being really on top of their game, and Billie Joe basically not aging since he turned 25, the only really notable thing left to say about the performance was when they pulled a kid guitarist onstage. He played for a bit, and they ended up letting him keep the guitar lmao.

BEST PART IS:

I SAW THE KID AFTER THE CONCERT, AND I WAS LIKE,

"Omg, hey, can I get a selfie with you?"

I was trying to be really low-key and quiet cuz I didn't wanna draw too much attention to him lmao.

The security guard was like, "Yeah, sure, but hurry up."

I TOOK THE PIC REALLY QUICKLY AND THEN HEADED OUT

HERE IT IS

YES, OF COURSE I BLOCKED OUT MY FACE

But I absolutely love the vibes of this photo xD. It's blurry, the lighting is shit, and you can barely make out any details. It has a lot of character, and I would take this over a clean, clear photo any day.

Walking away, the kid's mom said, "You're like, the coolest kid ever now."

Agreed.

Then it was time to go home. Honestly, I didn't feel sad that it didn't last longer, or disappointed that I had to leave. I was actually very satisfied and fulfilled with what happened, which is honestly the way it should be.

Driving home, I stayed awake by sticking my arm out of the window and letting the cold rain hit fast like tiny needles.

I got home.

I passed out.

Although, that was technically on Saturday 🤔

ANYWAY, THIS IS MY LONG ASS BLOG FOR FRIDAY THE 13TH

I hope you enjoyed

Be good people!!!!

-Leonna

#Concert #Green Day #Fall Out Boy #Weezer #The Interrupters #Green Day Concert #Daily Blog #Blog #Trans #LGBTQ #alternative rock #Alternative #Pop Punk #Punk Rock

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icyhotexplosionwritings · 5 years

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Okay, so I actual don’t write angst scenarios (bc I’m a baby and I am way to emotional invested in my own writing orz) and THAT is why this could have been WAY angstier than it is right now and I know out there are literal ANGST MASTERS who probably would have done way better with this request than me, b-but… Even though it is not THAT angsty(some of you guys are probably like, pf, angst? Have you seen angst before, Celine? This is puppies and rainbows compared to some real angst; and I know... I am just rly bad with angst so it is rather... a little drama and then happy end? XD); Though, I was super happy I could write for my owl son Bokuto; I am just bad at refusing a request and I actually quite liked the idea, actually; ugh I hate letting you guys down, sorry anon, but I hope you can still enjoy it a little ;A;

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No. No please. This couldn’t be happening right now. Looking at the pregnancy test between your fingers you started shaking, trying hard to not start crying. How could this have happened, you were always using a condom, since most of the birth control pills you took affected you negatively.

Reality hit you, it probably broke a few weeks ago, that was the only logical explanation, but this… this was not the right timing. You were only 20 and your boyfriend had a very promising volleyball career he had been working on ever since you knew him.

Right now, you were glad that Bokuto was at a meeting with his team, because you couldn’t help but cry, however you also made a decision, a decision that would be hard, but would save his career, because you didn’t want to be the one ending everything for him.

You knew Bokuto, he would take responsibility, he would be there for you and that is exactly why you wouldn’t tell him, because you wanted him to chase after his dream and not be worried about you and your child.

....

“You’re acting weird, F/N…”, Bokuto’s curious golden eyes were examining you. You jumped a little. “What? No, Kou, you are only imagining things, I guess I am just tired.” You tried your hardest to distract him with something else, talking about how his training was going. It had been two weeks since you found out you were pregnant and slowly you knew it was showing that somebody was growing inside you. You couldn’t run away any longer, today it had to be done. Just hearing how excited your boyfriend was, hooting like a little kid who got a candy he was talking about how he felt spiking the ball, having a professional team behind his back. You only laughed, you liked hearing him this excited and it made everything a little bit easier.

At night, when Koutarou was sleeping soundly beside you, you gave him one last kiss, his cute little snort making your eyes all watery. “I love you, Kou, so much, please forgive me for being selfish.”, whispering you combed through his freshly washed hair, before you carefully removed his arms around you, not waking him up.

You kissed the envelope one last time, a tear dripping down on the paper, before putting it down on the kitchen table so your boyfriend, no, ex-boyfriend, could see it when he would wake up in the morning- thank god not even an apocalypse could wake this man. Wiping away your tears, you took your car keys, since you had packed your suitcase yesterday, knowing that today would be the day, and you hid it inside your trunk, only taking the things that were most precious to you and you needed for a new start.

Looking back one last time you rested your hand on your growing belly, softly stroking it, whispering, “I’m sorry you won’t meet your Daddy, but I’ll make sure to tell you about him, I promise little one.” Turning away, you started your car, leaving your current life behind.

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The next morning, Bokuto was waking up, but you were not in his arms, which was a very rare occasion. No, rather, your bedside was cold as if you hadn’t even been sleeping here tonight and soon, the worry hit him. You had been acting weird the last couple of days, he could see and feel it, so this worried him. Quickly jumping out of bed he rushed through your apartment, opening every door, calling out your name with his typical boisterous voice. “Where are you, F/N?!”, he bit his bottom lip when he entered the kitchen, searching for you, but you were nowhere to be found.

When he saw the envelope he could feel his stomach turning. This was not true, right? This was just a letter, you were probably just shopping, right? He didn’t have to worry, right? He was this close to falling into one of his depressive states, before even reading the letter, so he tried his best to get it together, as he reached for the envelope, opening it and reading what you had left him.

Dear Koutarou!

I know, when you read this you probably know what is going on but are in denial.

I am sorry, I never thought I would one day have to write a letter like this to you. Kou… I am gone. Please don’t look after me, you won’t find me.

It’s childish, right? I couldn’t even be adult enough to talk about it face to face with you, because I knew you would have tried to stop me and me being weak when it comes to you, I probably would have given it. But Koutarou, I had to make this decision.

I know you probably overthink everything, now. If you did anything wrong, but let me tell you – no. You did nothing wrong, you were always there for me, I had so much fun being with you and I felt loved and I loved you too, Kou, there is no one on this planet I love more than you, please don’t think this was easy for me, but some decisions in life hurt us deeply, this is one of them.

Kou, please don’t think about me too much, concentrate on your career, I want to see you on TV, so don’t ever give up. Be happy again, find someone who can make you truly happy.

In love, F/N

His knees were weak, his legs shaking, gripping the letter tightly some tears made their way down his cheek. “But, F/N… no one can make me happier than you…” and that’s when he broke down on the kitchen floor – sobbing.

Of course Koutarou tried calling you, but you had changed your number and even though you said not to search for you, he tried, he tried to find you, but you were gone, like you said.

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Months went by and one hot summer afternoon a scream echoed through the hospital room. You had a lovely little baby girl, naming her Natsuki and she had the same sparkling gold eyes as her father, well… to be honest, the only thing she had from you was her cute little nose and the shape of her eyes, everything else was Bokuto – and it hurt. But it also made you happy.

Years went by and you tried dating, but no one ever made you as happy as him, so after four dating fails, you decided to stay single for a while, dedicating all your love to your little Natsuki and whenever her Dad would be seen on TV you made sure to tell her; you wanted her to know and whenever she would ask why Bokuto was not with you two, you just told her, “I’ll tell you when you are older, Natsu, I promise.”

Bokuto himself also tried to go on with his life. Even though it was hard, he knew there was nothing he could have done to prevent this, you made your decision to leave him and he had to accept it. At the beginning he felt a lot of hate towards himself and it affected his performance, however he made sure to not let this chance of being on the national team slip, so he got himself together again, thinking “Watch me, F/N!”

…..

It was pure coincidence. His team came back from China and they all finally deserved a holiday after fighting with everything they had, getting them the silver medal. He was alone when he traveled all the way south to Okinawa-Islands. He needed to just do nothing for once, so this was perfect, however he didn’t think this would happen.

It was the third day after his arrival, he was just walking alongside the road, the beautiful ocean sparkling in the background, when he heard something. It was a laughter he hadn’t heard in over 7 years. Wait, this couldn’t be it, right? Ah, but there it was again and this time, there was also your voice, “Natsu! Don’t run, you’ll trip!”

On the other side of the road, there you were, a grocery bag in your hand, the other covering your mouth a little. “F/N.”, it was not really loud, but it was enough for you to halt for a second and look to the other side and there he was. “Kou…”, the bag of groceries fell out of your hand, your eyes wide, he still looked like before, only a little bit more mature. “Mommy, what is it?”, Natsu grabbed your hand, concern in her golden eyes, before she also looked across the road, curious as to what you were looking at, or better who you were looking at…

Natsuki had seen her father multiple times on TV, giving interviews and playing on the court, so when she saw him, it was crystal clear to her, that this right here, this was her father. Her face lit up and even though she was a very well behaved and raised child, right now she just sprinted full force over the road, without thinking or looking. “DADDY!!!”, screaming, she didn’t see or hear the car coming down the road.

Bokuto couldn’t believe it, there was a little girl by your side calling you mother and she looked… so much like him. So, you were pregnant? You had raised a child all on your own these past 7 years. Why? Why didn’t you say anything, he would have taken responsibility. Shocked, he couldn’t move at all when the little girl screamed, her arms wide open, running towards him, when he suddenly heard a car and as he slowly turned his head, it started honking and a terrible squeaking sound was heard from the friction of the stopping wheels on the road, your scream in the distance, “NATSU?!?!”

Thankfully his legs were reacting way faster than his brain was, because if he would have waited any second longer… He started dashing too, grabbing the little girl under her arms and only centimeters away from hitting the side mirror of the car, he wrapped his arms around her, stumbling to the other side of the road, before completely falling down on his knees, kneeling in front of you know.

You were shocked, your knees were weak and you thought your heart was about to stop beating. Tears were trickling down your cheek, you thought that was it. When the car came to a halt, the driver screamed through the open window, before driving off again, but you couldn’t care any less, right here, right now, your daughter was save and the one who saved her was no other than her father himself.

Bokuto was the first to react, he rose from his position, now standing in front of you, Natsuki clawing at him like her life depended on it, she was clearly shocked too and before anyone could have said something Bokuto was raising his arm and only a second later he also pressed you against his chest. “Kou…” You didn’t want to, but you couldn’t hold back and started sobbing, clawing at his shirt, the other hand holding onto your daughter’s hand, gripping it tightly.

Natsuki looked up, tears streaming down her face, before she reached out to touch Koutarou’s cheek, making him jump a little before turning his head to look at her and even though she was crying, she had the most radiant smile on her lips that he had ever seen. “You are finally here, Daddy…”, before breaking down completely, crying and sobbing, she buried her head into his chest.

Bokuto was almost crying himself, all those years, he never knew about his little family, but now that he held you both in his arms, he knew one thing for sure, “Yeah… and I’m never leaving again, little owl!”, because he would never, ever let you go, not after finally having you in his arms again.

#hq scenario #bokuto koutarou #hq imagine #bokuto x reader

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introvertedfox · 5 years

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Sims 4 - Stardew Valley Challenge [My Version]

As I said previously, I decided to write my own rules for my Stardew Valley Challenge. So here they are! I got a little inspiration from the rules I was following, but I changed most of it. Including the characters. I decided to choose some new characters that I felt could be an excuse to try things in game I haven’t tried yet. xD I had way to much fun doing this. Hope you enjoy!

Some important things before we get to the Generations: - I used several packs for this challenge, and I feel too lazy to find alternatives for all of them xD so you’ll have to have some of the packs that are used to be able to follow it. Sorry… - The characters don’t have to look like the ones from Stardew Valley or have the same gender, it’s completely up to you.

The Gens will be under the cut because this post is huge xD

You can also check the rules here. If you decide to give this a try don’t forget to use the hashtag #katesdv4 so I can follow your gameplay. Have fun! :)

Generation 1 - The Farmer

Going from home to work, and from work back home. Working 8h a day, 7 days a week, always doing the same exact thing. Until one day, you remember that letter grandpa gave you before he passed away, and it changes everything. Grandpa left you his beloved farm! Or more precisely a big plot of land filled with trees and rocks and stamps … I know it doesn’t look good but remember grandpa is counting on you to turn it into the greatest farm this valley as ever seen. So let’s get to work!

Traits: Loves Outdoors, Family Oriented (and I’ll leave the other for you to decide since it’s the farmer anyway) Aspiration: Freelance Botanist Career: Gardener (requires Seasons, so you can skip this if you don’t have it and just sell the crops from the garden instead) Rules: - Have a garden with more than 50 plants - Master gardening skill - Reach level 10 career level (the branch is up to you) - Have a cabin type house, just the kitchen, bathroom, and one room. Upgrade the house as you go. (Like in stardew) Add the couple bed before you get married, and had a room for the kids before you have them. - Have only two kids - Have a full relationship with your spouse and kids

Generation 2 - The Wizard

You’ve always had your nose stuck in a book, while your sibling would be out there playing around with their friends, you would prefer to stay inside and just read. One of your favourite things to do was to make your own make-believe potions by mixing plants together and in food. Fantasies were always your favourite, magic, spells, potions,… The world would be a better place with magic in it. When the news of a magic realm reach your ears you waste no time to go there and explore it and so your adventure begins.

Traits: Loner, Gloomy, Bookworm Aspiration: Purveyor of Potions (requires Realm of Magic) Career: None (It’s up to you) Rules: - Master herbalism skill (requires Outdoor Retreat) - Reach rank 5 spellcaster (requires Realm of Magic) - Have a bad relationship with your sibling - Have only two friends growing up, your parents - Explore the realm of magic, but never move out of your parent’s house, even after they’re both gone - Never marry - Have one child, but the mother/father of the kid left you - Have a room/basement full of magical stuff, locked from the kid (your kid is not supposed to know you’re a spellcaster)

Generation 3 - Abigail

Growing up you always knew your mother/father was keeping secrets from you. That door is hiding something you know it, and one day you’ll find out what it is. Also, you always wanted a cat, but your mother/father never let you have one. You love the occult, vampires, aliens, mermaids,… their all real and you’re going to find them all and prove to the world that they exist. For now, you’re happy just playing video games and daydreaming about your fantasies, that’s until your mother/father shows you what’s behind the door…

Traits: Geek, Cat Lover (requires Cats and Dogs), Loner Aspiration: Spellcraft and Sorcery (requires Realm of Magic) Career: None (It’s up to you) Rules: - Be a young adult when you discover what your father/mother really is - Master video gaming skill - Master vampire lore (Requires Vampires) - Reach rank 5 spellcaster (requires Realm of Magic) - Only have a good relationship with your mother/father after they show you what’s behind the door - Have a vampire friend (Requires Vampires) - Have a mermaid friend (Requires Island Living) - Have an alien friend (Requires Get to Work) - Marry an occult sim, vampire, mermaid, alien,… - Have a human kid - Have a cat

Generation 4 - Linus

Growing up surrounded by magic, and the occult can be really hard on a regular kid. Watching your parents and siblings perform magic tricks and brewing potions, while you can do either of those things. So you spend most of your time exploring the outdoors. You got pretty good at catching frogs, finding weird-looking stones and harvesting delicious fruits. One day, you decide you’re tired of all the magic around you and you just run away from home. Traits: Loves Outdoors, Glutton, Slob Aspiration: Outdoor Enthusiast (requires Outdoor Retreat, if you don’t have it go with the Curator instead) Career: None (Just living off the land, selling the stuff you find) Rules: - Run from home as a teenager or as soon as you age to young adult - Complete at least two collections (gems, frogs, …) - Only gain money from the collectibles you find - Live on a tent (until you start to have kids, then you can build a little cabin) - Live in an off the grid type lot - Only have low-quality stuff - Marry a sim with the Good trait - Never woohoo, always try for a baby

Generation 5 - Marnie

You always loved animals. Growing up living off the land you were always surrounded by them and your parents always taught you to respect them. If you won’t take care of the animals, who will? So at school when they asked you what you wanted to be when you grew old, the answer was pretty simple, you were going to be a vet. Animals were always so easy. If only people were that easy.

Traits: Loner, Dog Lover, Cat Lover (the last two require Cats and Dogs) Aspiration: Friend of the Animals (requires Cats and Dogs) Career: Vet (requires Cats and Dogs) Rules: - Master pet training skill (requires Cats and Dogs) - Master veterinarian skill (requires Cats and Dogs) - Have a 4 star vet clinic - Have at least 2 tanks full of fish - Have at least 10 frogs - Have at least 2 dogs - Have at least 2 cats - Never marry, or marry as an elder - Adopt 2 kids

Generation 6 - Pierre

You loved to help your mother/father at the vet clinic, not treating the pets though. But taking care of the stock and stocking the supplies in the vending machine they kept there. Your dream was to have your own shop someday, where you can sell anything you want. You devote your life to that store, trying to make it the best store in town. Sometimes you wonder if that’s the reason you don’t get along with your kid.

Traits: Perfectionist, Self-Assured, Ambitious Aspiration: Successful Lineage Career: Shop Owner (requires Get To Work) Rules: - Sell whatever you want at the store, but only make money from the stuff you sell there - Master charisma skill - Spend most of your time at the store - Have only 1 kid - Don’t get along with your kid

Generation 7 - Willy

You never understood why your father/mother loved that store so much, and why they spent all day there. It was way more fun to fish at the pounds in the park. You would always run there whenever you got the chance. When you get a big catch you always hang them proudly on the wall. When your father/mother gets the idea to start selling the fish you catch at the store, things start to get a little better.

Traits: Loves Outdoors, Good, Cheerful Aspiration: Angling Ace Career: Fish Shop Owner (After they’re father/mother dies they take over the shop to sell the fish they catch) (requires Get To Work) Rules: - Master fishing skill - Have a wall full of the best fish you catch - Fish every day - Complete the fish collection - Take over the store after your father/mother dies, but only sell the fish you catch

Generation 8 - Kent

You always loved your family very much. You were always happy to help your parents around the house and help your siblings when needed. Though you have a terrible temper, it’s really easy for you to get mad about things. You always had a sense of duty for your country, so you join the army as soon as you’re old enough to do so. After a few years, when you’re happily married and you just had your second child, they assigned you to some strange town to protect it against some mysterious threat. You’re forced to leave your family behind for some time, but you promise you’ll be back.

Traits: Active, Hot-Headed, Family-Oriented Aspiration: StrangerVille Mystery (Requires StrangerVille) and Bodybuilder (After completing the first one) Career: Military, Officer Branch (Requires StrangerVille) Rules: - Master Fitness skill - Marry a Neat sim - Marry and have at least 2 kids before becoming an adult - Move alone to StrangerVille after the birth of the second child - Don’t move back home until you complete the aspiration - Complete the aspiration StrangerVille Mystery (Requires StrangerVille) - After completing the aspiration you can move back home to your family

Generation 9 - Emily

Growing up, one of your parents was absent for the majority of the time, and the other was always busy keeping the house clean. So you had to find ways to entertain yourself. You always liked crafting and sewing. So you start to draw and sew your own costumes and clothes. You’d always force your sibling to try them, so they find you a bit annoying, but deep down they love you. One day, you come home from your part-time job tired and decide it’s time for a change, so you quit it and start working towards pursuing your dreams.

Traits: Creative, Cheerful, Art Lover Aspiration: Painter Extraordinaire (you can choose another, I wasn’t really sure which to choose xD) Career: Style influencer - Stylist Branch Rules: - Master painting skill - Master charisma skill - Reach max level career - Have a part-time before joining the style influencer (could start as a teen) - Have a good relationship with your sibling Sibling lives with you until you marry, or they marry

Generation 10 - Gus

You’ve always loved food. As a kid, you were always stealing cookies from the jar, or sneaking some food when your mum was cooking. As you grew older there was nothing you enjoyed more than to cook a meal for a bunch of people. You’re well known among your friends for your delicious food and amazing dinner parties. You always dreamed of having a restaurant. So when you find this old restaurant in town for sale, you don’t even think twice.

Traits: Foodie, Good, Outgoing Aspiration: Friend of the World or Master Chef (I went with the first since for master chef you need to be in the culinary career) Career: Restaurant Owner (requires Dine Out) Rules: - Master cocking skill - Master baking skill - Have a 5 star restaurant (requires Dine Out) - Have at least 5 friends - Have a dinner party at least once a week, or once a season Cook all meals in the household

#sdv4 #katesdv4 #sdv4rules #rules #stardew valley challenge #sims 4

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vannahfanfics · 5 years

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The Tale of Carina

Category: Hurt and Comfort

Fandom: One Piece

Characters: Carina

Requested By: Anonymous User

Author’s Note: Honestly wasn’t sure what to categorize this as, because it’s a little different than what I normally write, so that’s the best I could come up with. XD I hope you all still enjoy it despite the fact it’s not a romance; it was an interesting character study for me, at least. Happy reading!

As she lounged in a lovely flower-printed blue silk hammock stretched between two palm trees swaying in the continuous salty breeze, her curvy frame clothed in a luxurious white bikini and a piña colada in her bejeweled hands while she watched the glimmering red sun sink slowly below the gently rolling waves, Carina for the first time truly felt like she was in paradise. She pursed her lips in a smirk as she stirred the alcoholic beverage contained within the half-pineapple container; it was the thief’s future that she had always dreamed of, retired on a tropical island with more money than she knew what to do with.

After bidding Nami and the rest of the Straw Hats farewell while making off with Gran Tesoro’s casino ship, Carina had torn the massive structure apart acquiring everything valuable. It was true that he had no stash of gold hidden within his dreamlike nightmare of a vessel, but there was still plenty of money and jewelry and fine clothing to be had upon it. Once she had acquired everything she had wanted, she sold off the casino vessel and all the contents she did not wish to take with her, and instantly became a multi-billionaire. Perhaps the “ethical” thing to have done was to sink the ship, tainted with the blood and tears of hundreds, into the sea, but she was a woman with needs and material desires, after all. Sometimes, though, when the nice things and hundred-Belli bills were not enough to eclipse her mild guilt, her mind would wander to the ship’s fate. Was it now simply an honest casino- or as honest as one could be-, or had it devolved into a slave vessel once more? Carina hoped not. She knew the pain of being owned.

It happened shortly after her departure from Nami all those years ago; she had narrowly escaped the clutches of the vicious pirates they had run afoul of and fled to a boisterous port island along the Grand Line. A small child, homeless and surviving by picking pockets, a human wrought low- she slunk about the streets amongst others of her ilk, raucous and brutish pirates, bloodthirsty bounty hunters, amorous prostitutes, dipping her hands where she would to make off with Belli and valuables. She had managed to acquire the basic things an urchin required in its rough life, a scratchy blanket and flat pillow nestled in an alleyway with a construction of discarded furniture and sheet metal to stave off the pouring rain, a little oil lamp to provide a small burning flame when the nights grew bitterly cold, a picture book she read two hundred and sixty-eight times and told herself she never tired of. Most of her Belli she spent on food, because she at least managed to hold onto enough pride not to dig through the garbage. Of course, she had to defend her humble home from those unwilling to do what it took, and earned herself several bruises, bloody noses and black eyes, broken knuckles and pale white scars. For almost a year she persisted like that, merely getting by- that is, until she was caught with her fingers in the wrong purse. Like a whirlwind had whipped her away to a foreign land, Carina suddenly found herself a slave.

It could have been worse. She could have been forced to work in mines, or serve as the packhorse pulling the nobles and their shopping for the day in their carriages, or worst of all, thrust into the seedy underworld of the child trade… No, Carina was one of the fortunate of the unfortunate; she was a maid. She was of tender age and could not meet the physical demands of scrubbing endless stretches of floor, climbing rickety ladders to dust crystal chandeliers at the peak of domed ceilings, sweeping and mopping and serving tea and cakes- plus, she maintained her rebellious attitude. If she allowed them to whittle her down to an obedient, meek member of the help, she would be nothing. It did not go unrewarded, though; many times Carina lay in her bunk, her face or behind stinging with vicious slaps, her back bleeding from tears from the whip’s sharp teeth, her feet blistered and sore from the day’s work. Years went on like that, and Carina grew from a disgruntled child to a young woman- but she never forgot, the taste of the open sea and the freedom of the salty wind, the feeling of smooth jewels and the glitter of gold… and she never relented.

She was fourteen when she first stepped foot on Gran Tesoro’s grand casino ship. Her owners had of course heard the fuss, and needing to be among the highest of the high and knee-deep in the latest trend, they had booked a week-long extravagant getaway on the sailing resort. Carina had been the chosen of the help to come along, though she could never reason why; perhaps they feared if she was not under careful watch, she would pilfer their home and make off, which was not entirely unreasonable. Still, it was not an awful experience. The suite adjoined to her masters’ was quite an improvement over her humble maid’s berth in the mansion, outfitted with silk sheets and a down comforter over a mattress seemingly made of the clouds themselves, a full-sized bathroom luxury soaps and shampoos with a claw-foot tub you could sit a giant in, and all the other furnishings from her wildest dreams. Upon one night of staying there Carina decided that she never wanted to leave, and fate answered her wish.

Surrounded by so much money and wealth, Carina’s thieving nature began to itch terribly. Her masters were so involved in their own gloating and pandering that their watch waned. If she could procure a gold watch or two, a stack of Belli, a string of pearls, some diamond earrings, anything at all in that mountain of hypocrisy and excess, surely she could buy her way out of her situation. She was actually making some headway, flitting about the slots nicking something here and there, until her masters came looking for her. Carina had panicked then and darted off, laden with her burden of near-freedom- and crashed right into the master of the casino ship. Her goods went scattering, coins arcing through the air, pearls spilling from her dress, bills flying about her like a hurricane. Her heart jumped in her throat, lodged there like the massive emerald brooch that clunked to her feet as she landed on her behind. Her masters were screeching in the background while the people around raised a fuss as they realized their items were now scattered about the lavender-haired girl, but Carina had eyes only for the man towering above her.

It was the first time that someone had truly smiled at her in such a long, long time.

“Are you all right, little one?” The care in his voice seemed so genuine, and the hand that he held out to her seemed so welcoming. Carina felt tears flooding her eyes as she extended her own shaking one to grasp his, and his touch was gentle as he eased her to her feet. Her masters were upon her in an instant, red-faced and enraged, but Tesoro quickly shoved her behind his towering, engoldened frame to shield her from their ire. “I’ll buy her from you.” Carina’s eyes went as wide as china plates as he so easily announced it. Her heart began to drum in her chest. Was she only going to be passed from one slaveowner to another? “I’ll buy her freedom.” Freedom. The word danced like dissolving sugar on her tongue; how long had it been since its taste had graced her senses? She looked up at her savior with wide, grateful eyes, entranced by him and his generosity.

It had taken quite a while to calm the crowd, who wanted Carina punished severely for her transgression, but after enough money and sweet words had been thrown around, they were satiated and Carina was free- both from their ire and her chains. Tesoro ran a hand through his hair with a heavy sigh as if he had been the one unburdened.

“Why did you do it?” There was no way that someone could be so generous; he had money to throw around, for sure, but there had to be some benefit for him. His eyes flickered down to meet hers and he lifted his hand; so used to a slap being the following action, she flinched and squeezed her eyes shut. Instead of the burning blooming in her cheek, she felt his fingers gently tousling her wavy lavender hair. She cracked an eye open to look at him curiously.

“You remind me of someone I used to know.” The sadness in his eyes struck Carina’s heart like an arrow, and never left. Even to this day, knowing the monster he was, she knew he had become so because he was burdened with unimaginable pain.

From that point forward, Carina became employed by Tesoro. It wasn’t long that she learned the truth of the magnificent, splendorous, tragedy of a ship and began to concoct her scheme to profit off of him and skip out. The Straw Hats had provided a stupendous opportunity for that, and she had gotten to see Nami again, too, and make amends for what she had done to her then. Carina had come onto that ship dirtied by the harshness of fate and her own actions, and she had come away clean, whitened by the promise of a new future.

Thus, Carina’s thieving days were done. She was content to lie in her hammock under the burning sun for the rest of her days in comfort and security.

Carina glanced down at the crystalline white sand as her Den Den Mushi began to ring, and she set the drink down to pick up the receiver. Nami’s cheerful voice rang on the other line.

“Hey, Carina!”

“Hello, Nami,” she smiled as she settled herself comfortably in the hammock. “So, tell me about your newest adventure.”

“You won’t believe the stupid thing Luffy did-“

Though Carina definitely loved her island home and peaceful life, her adventurous spirit definitely wasn’t dead. A girl had to have some way to entertain herself, after all!

Enjoy this oneshot? Feel free to peruse my Table of Contents!

#one piece #one piece film gold #one piece gold #carina #thief carina #gran tesoro #oneshot #oneshots #oneshot collection #fanfiction #fanfic #fanfics #hurt and comfort

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juicylivy · 6 years

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❤ Daddy ❤

Don’t take the title in a dirty way lmao this is an imagine xD

Okay, so, here’s my first imagine on here! I hope you like and please tell me what you think(: I love to read your comments! <3 Just to inform you: I’m gonna post a picture of the boys of how they look in the smut/imagine all the time <3

Here’s how Taeil looks in this! /dies/ :

It’s been a whole year since you and Taeil first declared your love for each other and made the decision to become a couple. Everything was going great; you were happy, living in an apartment together. Your relationship with Taeil had started out to be difficult because he would always be off to work in his studio, working on songs with his bandmembers. You were okay though, you loved Taeil more than you’ve ever loved anyone in your whole life. But it was a bit difficult saying goodbye to him and ‘see you tonight’ since he would most likely first be at home at around evening.

You also knew that if you had time off from your school work, you could go and visit him. It was quite fascinating, watching him work, seeing him try out new tunes with the members and writing down lyrics. He’s said that knowing you were there gave him some sort of peace and harmony with his work.

Everything was as it should be, until one specific morning when you woke up feeling the most nauseous you’ve ever felt in many years. You stormed out into the bathroom and disposed the dinner you had yesterday into the toilet. You had just finished and were now resting your head in front of the toilet in case more should come, when a rather confused and flustered Taeil running into the bathroom, looking completely distraught with his hair pointing in kinds of directions. It would have been amusing to you, if it wasn’t because you felt like vomiting any minute.

“Babe?! What’s wrong? Are you okay?” He hurried over to you, still looking tired, but worried nonetheless. You gave him a weak smile.

“I’m okay,” you replied weakly. “Sort of.” He hugged you and you placed your head on his shoulder.

“Do you want me to stay home and look after you?” He suggested softly, but you shook your head.

“It’s okay, it’s nothing to worry about. Honestly,” you said, taking in a deep breath to try and stabilize your stomach. You looked up at him and smiled at him. He didn’t look convinced.

“But baby… you’re not feeling well! I can’t leave you like this. I’m sure the members would understand if I stayed home to look after you,” you let out a breathy giggle.

“Please, don’t worry about me, if anything happens, I’ll give you a call, okay?” You suggested, and he sighed, surrendering.

“Okay, but you promise you’ll call me, okay?!” he said and pointed his finger at you as he slowly let go of you. You again let out a breathy chuckle and nodded.

“I promise, baby. Now go, I can manage, okay?” You promised and waved your hand at him, signaling for him to go. It took some time before he finally left and left you to your own. You took a deep breath again and tried to stand up slowly. When you had succeeded, you leaned over the sink and looked at you reflection. You looked awful. Hair a mess, eyes droopy, face pale, and body shaking slightly. You sighed and started to brush your teeth to try and get rid of the horrible taste in your mouth. When you were done, you dragged yourself out into the kitchen and looked through the cupboards for some toast you could roast.

While roasting the bread, you went through your brain to think about any possible reason that could make you feel nauseous. You didn’t have any thought as to why, so you just sat be the kitchen table and ate the roasted bread with some strawberry jam.

An idea suddenly struck your head and you dropped the bread onto the plate. You sat completely paralyzed for a good two minutes before you really started to panic. You started hyperventilation and anxiety filled you.

Could that seriously be possible?! You had to find out, so you quickly put the plate in the sink, put the jam into the fridge and then grabbed your bag and jacket, went out the apartment, and towards the nearest shop.

A few moments later you sat by the sink with your head in your hands with you heart beating violently in your chest. You hoped for the best, but still you couldn’t help but to expect the worst. After the time had passed, as the package said, you stood up and checked the 5 pregnancy tests you had taken.

Sure enough, the worst you had expected, happened. You were pregnant. All 5 tests were positive. You stood completely speechless, looking at the two lines on each of the tests and felt as if they were judging you for not wearing a condom that one time. You felt like you had done something terribly wrong. You didn’t know, but you couldn’t help but feel the disappointment he’d show when you would tell him. You could practically see the sadness on his face, and you could hear him say: “We can’t keep the baby… what wouldn’t everybody think? We aren’t married. It will never work.”

You felt tears prick the corners of your eyes. If Taeil didn’t approve of this baby, what would you possibly do? One thing was certain, you didn’t want to rid of the baby, but the reactions Taeil might show, killed you inside. You hid the tests inside your closet, among your clothes and slumped down on your bed and began crying. You cried your heart out until there weren’t any tears left to cry. You stood up from the bed and went to stand in front of your mirror. Slowly you lifted your shirt and put both of your hands on your stomach. Right there inside your stomach, grew your baby. Taeil’s baby. The thought of having a little Taeil running around the apartment happily with Taeil chasing him made you cry once more. It was such a beautiful image. Such a precious thought that you never wanted to get rid of. The thought of Taeil holding your newborn baby, while swaying it from side to side with a smile, made your heart swell so much you thought you were going to combust.

You sat down in front of the mirror still with your hands on your stomach and smiled softly. “Hey there, little baby, I’ve just found out that you’re in there. Don’t worry, mommy’s happy to have you there, but I don’t know if daddy will be… he doesn’t know yet. I hope daddy will accept you and love you the same way mommy does.”

While speaking to your baby, you didn’t realize tears fell from your eyes again and how they didn’t seem to stop. You really loved this baby, and you wished with all your heart that Taeil would too. When you continued to think about the little family you would have, you began to fully cry with sobbing and hiccupping. A thought struck your head and you suddenly remembered something your own mom told you once. The baby can feel the same emotions you do. You tried your hardest to make yourself stop crying, since you didn’t want anything bad to happen to the baby. You took a lot of deep breaths and after 15 minutes max, you finally calmed down and sat up. It would probably be a good idea to tell Taeil. Better now than later. Anxiety went through you as you thought this, but you forced yourself to stop. So now you were packing a bag with the 5 tests and got dressed, putting on your shoes and jacket and then you were off to the studio.

Standing in front of the door to Taeil and his bandmate’s studio made cold-sweat form on your forehead. How were you going to tell him? Well, you guess you just had to take it as it comes and just try to be relaxed.

You turned the door knob and went inside. Inside sat all the members of NCT 127 around the table, while some was standing, with a lot of papers scattered around them and on the table in the middle. When you entered, they all looked at you and a bright smile spread across their faces. They all greeted you and went up to hug you. It was nice get these hugs, it kind of relaxed you and soothed you so it didn’t seem hard to tell Taeil this.

Taeil came out from the group with a loving smile, and you gulped here he is.

“Hey baby, are you feeling better?” He asked worriedly. The thought that ‘feeling better’ meant that you were pregnant, made you nervous again.

“Yes! I-I am,” fuck. You stuttered. You coughed and looked down. This is way more difficult than you thought, but you couldn’t back out now. You had to tell him now or you never would until it was too late.

This is it.

“Taeil honey… there’s something I have to tell you,” you started out shakily and looked up at him anxiety lacing in your voice. Taeil’s smile faded when he heard your tone and he got a concerned expression on his face.

“What is it, darling?” he still stood his ground and didn’t come over to you, which kind of made you happy, because you had to get yourself together and tell him this.

“Well… you remember how I was feeling sick this morning, right?” he nodded, and you continued taking a deep breath. “I did some thinking about i-it and a crazy idea struck me… I then went to-to see if that idea wa-as true... It was, and I thought I had to tell you, since you’re probably curious a-and worrie-ed” Another deep breath. The members were looking intensely at the two of you, but you only had your eyes on Taeil, you couldn’t get distracted now. He nodded his head slowly, taking in all the words you said. Another deep breath and you opened your bag, getting hold of the tests. Before you took them out, you closed your eyes, ‘he’s going to know now...’

“We-well, I hope this answers your curiosity…” you finished and took the tests. You heard a few gasps from the members, but Taeil was still clueless. You were happy they didn’t say anything; this was yours and Taeil’s big moment.

“Two lines means positive…” you added, and you handed them to him. He looked at them confused, but then his eyes dilated and his mouth stood agape. He looked up at you with a confused, yet happy, expression.

“Is-is this?...” he started out, and you nodded, a smile playing along your lips. “This? Is preg-pregnancy tests?!” His voice went up an octave at the end of the sentence.

“Yes, they are,” you giggled now. He looked happy. “You’re gonna be a daddy, Taeil.” A wide grin spread across his face and his eyes dilated even more. He stood there silent for a while, but:

Then it came.

He let out a happy screech and ran over to you and lifted you up, swinging you around. You laughed happily with him.

The members also cheered and celebrated.

Mark yelled: “We’re gonna be uncles!!” and clapped happily and Johnny butted in and they jumped around.

Doyoung and Taeyong began crying and had to sit down.

Yuta and WinWin were completely gobsmacked as to what was going on, but bright smiles were on their faces due to the fact Taeil, you, and everyone else were happy.

Jaehyun was so cute, rolling around on the couch, giggling like a child.

Haechan though. Haechan was screeching very loudly and jumped around the room, while yelling: “it finally happened!!!”

Taeil finally put you down and kissed you all over the face and then kissed you passionately on the lips. You began crying by the fact that Taeil wasn’t mad or upset about the fact he was going to be a dad.

“You’re not upset?” You sniffed and giggled. Taeil laughed.

“Upset? No! I’m the happiest guy on earth. I’m gonna be a dad to our child!” he laughed happily, and his eyes shone so much, you felt like crying even more.

“Thank goodness, I thought you would be mad,” you sniffed and dried your eyes while laughing. Taeil shook his head disapprovingly with a smile.

In the back the members were still cheering, and one sentence caught your ears and you began laughing hysterically: “LETS GET WASTED!” Taeil shook his head disapprovingly even more and even groaned and yelled back: “You’re not old enough, Haechan!” a groan was then heard and laughter too.

Taeil looked at you again and smiled widely. Then he did something unexpected that made your heart melt. Taeil went down on his knees, lifted your shirt, gave it a loving kiss, and said:

“I’m going to take such good care of you, little one. Daddy loves you so dearly.”

#moon taeil #happy birthday Taeil #nct taeil #taeil imagines #nct #nctzen #nct u #nct 127 #nct dream #this is so cute #i died writing it omfg #Tell me what you think!!!! :D <3

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On Conveying Personality Through Chatroom-style Dialogue

A friend of mine shared screenshots of a roleplay he was having via a Discord server, wherein the style was chatroom/texting based. Each character would have a different style of typing completely unique to their person. Though unfamiliar with all of them, I could see what their personalities were like

Like real human beings, a character very much so has a “voice”. I mean that both in the literal sense, through their manner of speaking and what they say, but also through their self expression, interests, and actions. This carries over into the digital realm in ways we may not even notice. Text messages may not be verbal, no, but there are ways to show inflection.

There are many, many ways to show meaning through text. Here are some that I’ve picked up and utilized with my own characters:

Sentence structure

all lowercase sentences VS Grammatically correct

Lowercase gives off the feeling of someone familiar with others or willing to become familiar. It lacks the tension of formal writing, complete with its capitalization and proper periods ending sentences, and feels very casual and approachable. It may also be a sign of someone who doesn’t care much about perfection, a lazy person, or an easy going individual. Seems like a lot of internet regulars prefer this kind of typing style.

“im dying

‘deafening horrorcore rap’ ok i listen to literal noise and idk what this even is”

Using a properly capitalized and punctuated style is very formal, like one would see in a book, an official email, etc. It’s more serious and stern than lowercase is and may imply an older, more mature person typing...or maybe just someone trapped on their phone at the mercy of autocorrect.

"I am always happy to see you, even if you are not feeling your best.“

“It's nice here.

Quiet.”

There’s a certain respectful steadiness to it as well. It can be calming to read at times.

Punctuation VS Lack of punctuation

End-stopped lines come with both a pause and a bit of a pointed and direct feeling. It strengthens both lowercase and grammatically correct styles, but in different ways. In conjunction with “proper” writing, it’s less noticeable, merely giving the reader a moment’s pause. In conjunction with lowercase, especially if the one typing isn’t keen on using periods, it can come off as stern, serious, passive-aggressive, or angry.

“whatever.

it's less excruciating than it would be without it.”

Removal of punctuation is a different story. Typically just shown with lowercase, it leaves it with that casual feeling intact, or like one’s sentences are more like quick thoughts or questions. Removing them from grammatically correct sentences does ease off some of the tension, implying someone with a more neutral-positive tone while still being more mature.

“I’m not terribly good with conversation”

And then there’s the run-on sentences from those who type small novels per response. Usually complete with multiple and’s. It’s a sign of nervousness, enthusiasm, or oftentimes a younger character...

“actually i don't know much about it i just happened to see something online and it's apparently only manufactured overseas exclusively for this one particular shop and they made the original design and initial product i guess”

Oof.

Proper spelling (or lack thereof)

The better the spelling, the more the likelihood of the person being older, calmer, or neutral. There’s also a sense of being well educated or careful about one’s typing. Perhaps a confident air may exude from what they say, too.

“Can you come help me for a moment?”

Those who make a lot of mistakes will simply confuse words for other words, forget apostrophes, or type too fast to notice things missing or in the wrong location. Some just don’t really care enough or are too tired to deal with it. Too much focus and people know what they mean anyway. Probably.

“i laug hso hard hes come runin

he thougt i aws dyin”

It can also happen in very emotional situations, in bouts of laughter, crying, rage, or when one is drowsy, medicated, or sick. It tends to stand out when one’s style is suddenly very, very different and tips others off to something being wrong.

Younger characters, especially kids, also make spelling mistakes all the time depending on their age, whether due to sounding out words or just in a hurry to reply.

Short sentence fragments, single words, and lengthy paragraphs

Sometimes people with rapid-fire thoughts, who are excited, busy, stressed, or angry, will take to quick and short responses (sometimes of many fragments in a row). These show a similar feeling as do lines of poetry. Stacking small fragments on top of one another adds emphasis. The reader has to read them one by one rather than as a straight sentence. On its own, the word or fragment stands out and becomes more important.

"well

yeah thats

what i was tryina do

but i mean”

I’ve seen it used used for storytelling from one person to another in larger chunks of things, quick responses, for poetic value, and in irritation or passive-aggressiveness.

In full sentence conversations sent in short bursts, it’s also allowing the reader pause to read each comment without it feeling like a novella. Though it can also feel like someone is obnoxious, rambling on and on as the notifications keep coming, or has a lot to talk about and keeps thinking of more.

Then there are those who type rather large responses all at once instead of hitting the enter key with every sentence:

"Whoever did it was quite thorough; either the power in that area of the lab was cut while we were distracted or they tampered with the security cameras, because that footage is missing. But, we have some theories now. It had to have been someone with direct access to the laboratory. I hesitate to place blame on any of my coworkers...they're all my trusted companions and friends! And yet...”

It’s concise and a solid, complete story in one spot. Could be someone who loves to talk, could be someone who didn’t want a response before they were done talking. It’s also commonly seen by middle-aged texters who want to say everything they can all at once.

Exclamation points and Question marks

Simple one here. Question mark for a question or confusion, exclamation point for emphasis or an exclamation. But when a person adds multiple to a sentence it can convey more of the person’s feelings;

“are you okay??”

Here is someone who is very concerned. Multiple question marks can imply things such as worry, stress, disbelief, and shock. There’s a sense of hurry and tension. Perhaps the person on the other end is frightened, easily afraid, or tends to have an overwhelming reaction to things.

“oh!!! it’s nice to see you!!!”

!!!

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Meanwhile, multiple exclamation points convey much more friendlier, happier tones. Often such things as surprise, excitement, happiness, friendliness. Users typing !! as a punctuation (like I tend to do) may do it as an assurance or to show how thrilled they are to talk. Occasionally !!!! is tacked onto an angry statement to be more of a shout, but I see it less and less.

Chatspeak and Internet habits

Shortenings of words have been a regular thing for ages. It’s easy, convenient, and gets the point across quickly. But the internet has taken it to a new extreme, where sentences can be almost entirely compromised of them.

“wtf r u talkin abt?? gdi man idk wuts even happening rn”

A character wanting to be quick to respond, always on the ball, always involved, may be more likely to utilize and understand chatspeak. They’re the social butterfly of the group. It’s also a sign of a long-time internet lurker who’s aware of what the lingo is, and how to use it. A complete lack thereof points toward either an older user or someone who’s unused to social media.

The more memes, the harder someone is trying to fit in. Or maybe they’re easily amused or just absorbed things from their friends without thinking about it. The comedian of the group is going to know the best ways to use them.

Smilies and Emojis

:D D: :DDD // :3 3: >:3 :3c // :o :O O:<

These kinds of smilies have always struck me as the most friendly. Whether used in devious ways or with genuinely heartwarming intentions, the playful, lightheartedness of the user really shines through these.

"not a bad way to spend a lazy day :D”

“it's also my birthday :3″

It’s got just the right vibe to punctuate a sentence that’ll leave the reader feeling that the person likely means no harm or wants to be friendly, positive, or encouraging. I’ve met a lot of people that use these and turn out to be very kind or considerate people.

:), ;), ((((: and related

A long time positive, friendly smiley.

"You said you've known them a long time? I think they would understand. :)”

And yet these days I tend to associate it with passive aggressive statements, plotting, slyness, devious behavior, or anger. Older users may be inclined to use :) as a means to show their emotional state, but newer users seem more inclined to do the opposite. The more parentheses there are, the more upset the person, it seems.

“man don’t u love it when the power’s out in the middle of the night it’s just (((: really great thanks (((((:”

Then the ;) smiley comes off more specifically flirty and a bit playful. Doesn’t seem to change much there.

“if i find a good chance 2 hook u up ill do my best ;)”

The bane of my teenage existence. It’s a more old school sign of laughter, rarely seen in today’s world due to falling out of favor and becoming associated with, “LOL Rawr XD Tacos I’m So Randoom,” culture. But time to time you do see it. Mostly with sarcasm but sometimes with genuine intentions.

“xDddddDDD

It was a good joke. XD”

A character using it genuinely comes off more playful, and to me, personally, as an older person who’s genuinely unaware of the associations with the smiley itself trying to show how they laughed without using LOL.

Letter/Character smilies

Y’know, things like .w. and ._. or owo, where the letters or symbols make a face. These are fairly popular, it seems. I don’t like using them myself, but know a few who do use them.

"I'm sorry that they can be mean qmq”

It’s a different feel from the others. There’s something soft to it, almost a gentleness. When these or Japanese characters are used, there’s more whimsy. It’s cute and almost a bit feminine. It may convey an open person or give the impression that said person is easier to talk to.

Though honestly I can’t see uwu and owo as anything but heavily sarcastic. I’ll be honest with you.

Emojis

The first rule of Xurkitips club is that we don’t talk about Emoji Movie. Just putting that out there riiight now.

Used sparingly by most for fun and for emphasis. Characters may use them to be lighthearted, aesthetically, joke, or to make a conversation more flavorful. The use of emojis may determine a character’s personality; I find that characters who use hand emojis like 👌 are rather laid back, those who use 🙃 do it passive aggressively, and we all know what kind of person uses 🍆.

Then there’s what in common terms known as, “The DudeBro”:

[MFKNSTARBOI]: the thing i never undstood about hair is why people buy shampoo like regular soap not good enough for you LMAO 😂😂😂

[gostones]: .

[BIGDICKTOYOTA69]: what the fuck man

[ahogekun]: do... you not use shampoo

[MFKNSTARBOI]: aaaah you guys got sucked into big shampoo as well 😔

[MFKNSTARBOI]: When it comes to horses 🐎 the stars in the sky ✨ or just man to man no bullshit advice 👬 IM youre guy 😤😂

I think this one speaks for itself.

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insarations · 6 years

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these are actually hella fucking cute y’all

1: when you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk? more cereal

2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day? oh yes :) but gotta get me some hot chocolate or blanket

3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books? usually just a scrap of paper or whatevers close

4: how do you take your coffee/tea? i put soy milk and sugar in my coffee....just sugar in tea

5: are you self-conscious of your smile? ya :/ well at least if my mouth is open...I have terrible teeth

6: do you keep plants? no

7: do you name your plants? noo lol

8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings? painting/drawing/crafting..sometimes writing or poetry

9: do you like singing/humming to yourself? very much

10: do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach? usually side, sometimes back

11: what's an inner joke you have with your friends? too many to name

12: what's your favorite planet? hmm...never thought about it strangely. saturn for looks. but mars cause idk..it holds the most possibility

13: what's something that made you smile today? my cats

14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like? uhhh....idk

15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is! A day on Venus is actually longer than a year on Venus... wrap your head around that ;)

16: what's your favorite pasta dish? ooooh all of them lol but probably lasagna... ooh or alfredo

17: what color do you really want to dye your hair? just darker...dark brown or black

18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up when i made us play hide n seek in a hotel room and i hid behind a curtain. or when i peed on my friends foot cause she got stung by a jellyfish XD

19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it? I used to :/ I dont' really anymore..probably should

20: what's your favorite eye color? um idk really it depends on the person..I usually like brown or blue. not that green isn't nice but again depends on the person lol

21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that's been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces. ugh I really don't use bags or purses or anything like that much. currently my black vans drawstring

22: are you a morning person? nah, never will be. i'm used to getting up early but still hate it

23: what's your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations? SLEEP

24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets? yes..a few people

25: what's the weirdest place you've ever broken into? umm i dont think ive broken into anywhere

26: what are the shoes you've had for forever and wear with every single outfit? i got rid of all my own shoes but the ones ive had a while i wear the most are my black slipon vans

27: what's your favorite bubblegum flavor? mint

28: sunrise or sunset? sunset

29: what's something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing? only she could do it, cant even explain lol

30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared? more than a few times

31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks. I LOVE SOCKS lol absolutely not all white socks. I like fun patterned socks..especially my vans no shows... sometimes sleep with them on

32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends. oh gosh dont let me start

33: what's your fave pastry? uggghh too many. recently something amazing I tried... lobster tails from carlos bakery. but really..any pastry lol

34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it? lots of them. the main one I can think of is a small little grungy horse named Wickee lol...got him at this amusement park called Wickee Watchee... idk where he is atm :/

35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? do you use them often? ooooooh yesssss...from time to time

36: which band's sound would fit your mood right now? 21 pilots

37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean? I mean I like it clean.... but it's messy most the time anyways lol

38: tell us about your pet peeves! ugh so many. the #1 thing probably is when I'm walking like in a store and someone just stops right in front of me..like i'm tryna get somewhere please move haha but otherwise I just had selfish spoiled people and attitudes and people who think they're better than everyone else

39: what color do you wear the most? black and gray

40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what's it's story? does it have any meaning to you? um honestly I don't have any jewelry besides my liprings. There is this necklace that was my grandmas but I don't really wear it anymore

41: what's the last book you remember really, really loving? It's called Pawn by Robin Roseau

42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it! Starbucks. it's amazing. it's life. that is all.

43: who was the last person you gazed at the stars with? this girl

44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything? um hmm on and off lately and I think i'm getting there again...but probably really completely like...last spring

45: do you trust your instincts a lot? as much and often as I can

46: tell us the worst pun you can think of. oh you don't want me to do that

47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe? donald trump. oh food. hahahahah omg. i thought it said thing. hahahaha. i cant even answer now.

48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today? roaches. yes still same. I HATE THEM

49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought? eh neither like or dislike..rarely ever buy cds never records. But I did recently buy the Gwen Stefani Christmas album ;)

50: what's an odd thing you collect? nothing really odd. oh well.... unique boxes. I guess thats strange lol

51: think of a person. what song do you associate with them? so many songs.

52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far? uh hmm.. probably the spongebob mocking one lol

53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? heathers? beetlejuice? pulp fiction? what do you think of them? honestly..dont kill me...no

54: who's the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face? myself XD

55: what's the most dramatic thing you've ever done to prove a point? gotten out of the car and walked a mile home XD

56: what are some things you find endearing in people? just being genuine and truthful and sweet and trying to be funny even if you're not really

57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. how did it make you feel? did you dramatically reenact the lyrics? BEAUTIFUL. I didnt actually listen but I did in my head. BEAUTIFUL SONG

58: who's the wine mom and who's the vodka aunt in your group of friends? why? uhhhh..... dont really have a group of friends XD

59: what's your favorite myth? hmm too much thinking

60: do you like poetry? what are some of your faves? depends, most the time...the Footprints poem

61: what's the stupidest gift you've ever given? the stupidest one you've ever received? given um...idk I used to get a buncha stuff from the dollar store for my fam every year lol received? a rock from my ex bf -_-

62: do you drink juice in the morning? which kind? nah not really a juice person

63: are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be? yes organized

64: what color is the sky where you are right now? black

65: is there anyone you haven't seen in a long time who you'd love to hang out with? yesss....

66: what would your ideal flower crown look like? uhhh eh..not for me

67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel? either calm or sad or sleepy or a combo

68: what's winter like where you live? it's florida. not usually cold. this week is as cold as it gets...low is like 38 but usually it doesnt even get there

69: what are your favorite board games? clue, monopoly is alright too

70: have you ever used a ouija board? no

71: what's your favorite kind of tea? not huge on tea but I like mint, or something fruity like berry or lemon or peach

72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you'll forget it? with certain things

73: what are some of your worst habits? leaving drinks or bottles half finished out or like letting my room get messy

74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns. funny. sarcastic. sometimes an asshole. good time. gorgeous. fun.

75: tell us about your pets! They're two cats, sister, Lamb and Rue...they're 2 and 1/2 years old..and sweet and mischevious and fluffy and soft and cuteeee and I love them more than anything

76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren't? not really

77: pink or yellow lemonade? dont really like lemonade much but they dont make much a difference to me

78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub? fanclub :)

79: what's one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you? wrote a song for me

80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color? if so, why? white..nah I didnt choose

81: describe one of your friend's eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of. honestly my minds going black lol im tired

82: are/were you good in school? yes for the most part..had my moments but overall good

83: what's some of your favorite album art? so many I could name. coldplays is always really colorful and abstracty. and imagine dragons.

84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones? already have two. want a lot more..too much to name and i dont even know still what all i want

85: do you read comics? what are your faves? nah

86: do you like concept albums? which ones? YAS. many. but first came to mind, Skillets Rise

87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives? Silver Linings Playbook. Paper Towns. Shrek. All the disney movies. Avatar. Wizard of Oz. many more

88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy? all of them haha... pop art, impressionism, renaissance..just all of it all special in they're own way

89: are you close to your parents? eh idk i cant explain..neither close nor distant. like we live together and talk alot but not really the close relationship as some do..im very different from them

90: talk about your one of you favorite cities. Knoxville. the city I went to college in... interesting place with lots to do..best of both worlds. beautiful mountains and hills and views. but also the downtown areas are cool..lots of fun stuff

91: where do you plan on traveling this year? going to savannah ga for my bday. not sure where else yet but i'm sure there will be other places. i'd really like to go to phoenix..boston..new orleans..california..portland ugh so many places

92: are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch? CHEESE AF

93: what's the hairstyle you wear the most? just up in a bun which is boring but its too messy and long to put up with lol

94: who was the last person you know to have a birthday? my dad

95: what are your plans for this weekend? nothing really so far. probably will go to lunch or something with my friend

96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot? procrastinate

97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house? myer briggs- INFJ (advocate) sign- aquarius house- ravenclaw

98: when's the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it? legitimately...like 3 years ago...hated it...too much walking and pain XD

99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them. ugh sooooooooooo many. pretty much any song by skillet or gwen stefani/no doubt recently..dusk till dawn by sia, new rules by dua lipa... also songs by ben howard..lots of indie stuff

100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why? 5 into the future... i've already lived my past, and i've made a lot of progress...wanna jump to even more progress hopefully

#survey #survey questions #random survey #cute questions #many questions #random questions

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feathers-and-scales · 6 years

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Lotli for the ship meme

Ultimate Ship Meme

General:

How long will they last? - *evil angsty cackling* I mean they gonna last p long, only for one of them to die too soon >3

How quickly did/will they fall in love? - At least a year, after Amoxtli stopped being oblivious and after Lance toned down on the terrible pick up lines moving to awkward dork

How was their first kiss? - learning experience.

Wedding:

Who proposed? - Lance, very nervously

Who is the best man/men? - H/unk, K/eith, Sh/iro, Co/ran all of Lance’s brothers and male cousins.

Who is the braid’s maid(s)? - Pid/ge, A/lura, some of Amoxtli’s female friends.

Who did the most planning? - A/lura and C’zestia

Who stressed the most? - probably Lance, but Amoxtli had her own share of nerves

How fancy was the ceremony? - There were two ceremonies. One was on Earth with just friends and family and second one on Khanos, the official one for all to see and that one was: Back of a pickup truck | 2 | 3 | 4 | Normal Church Wedding | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Kate and William wish they were this big.

Who was specifically not invited to the wedding? - Zar/kxn XD

Sex:

Who is on top? - generally switch but Am more of then is on top

Who is the one to instigate things? - Lance

How healthy is their sex life? - Barely touch themselves let alone each other | 2 | 3 | 4 | Once a couple weeks, nothing overboard | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They are humping each other on the couch right now

How kinky are they? - Straight missionary with the lights off | 2 | 3 | 4 | Might try some butt stuff and toys | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Don’t go into the sex dungeon without a horse’s head

How long do they normally last? - hmm, Am has a lot of stamina, so their foreplay generally involves getting her more tired/to his level... I think after couple years together they go from couple hours to most of the night?

Do they make sure each person gets an equal amount of orgasms? - not really? just make sure each are satisfied in their own way

How rough are they in bed? - Softer than a butterfly on the back of a bunny | 2 | 3 | 4 | The bed’s shaking and squeaking every time | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Their dirty talk is so vulgar it’d make Dwayne Johnson blush. Also, the wall’s so weak it could collapse the next time they do it.

How much cuddling/snuggling do they do? - No touching after sex | 2 | 3 | 4 | A little spooning at night, or on the couch, but not in public | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They snuggle and kiss more often than a teen couple on their fifth date to a pillow factory.

Children:

How many children will they have naturally? - none

How many children will they adopt? - a couple

Who gets stuck with the most diapers? - if they get a child that young then something tells me it be Lance

Who is the stricter parent? - Amoxtli

Who stops the kid(s) from doing dangerous stunts after school? - Sh/ro

Who remembers to pack the lunch(es)? - both

Who is the more loved parent? - Lance a lil bit more

Who is more likely to attend the PTA meetings? both but Amoxtli more

Who cried the most at graduation? - Lance

Who is more likely to bail the child(ren) out of trouble with the law? - Lance would try if Amoxtli didn’t have the murder look on her face.

Cooking:

Who does the most cooking? - Lance after having some classes with Hun/k

Who is the most picky in their food choice? - Amoxtli

Who does the grocery shopping? - both

How often do they bake desserts? - often

Are they more of a meat lover or a salad eater? - Amoxtli is the exclusive meat eater. Lance likes to diversify.

Who is more likely to surprise the other(s) with an anniversary dinner? - Lance, Amoxtli also tried to make small surprises

Who is more likely to suggest going out? - Lance

Who is more likely to burn the house down accidently while cooking? - Amoxtli

Chores:

Who cleans the room? - Amoxtli

Who is really against chores? - neither

Who cleans up after the pets? - no pets

Who is more likely to sweep everything under the rug? - Lance

Who stresses the most when guests are coming over? - Amoxtli

Who found a dollar between the couch cushions while cleaning? - Lance

Misc:

Who takes the longer showers/baths? - Lance

Who takes the dog out for a walk? - neither

How often do they decorate the room/house for the holidays? - every holiday, mostly for Lance to feel more at home wherever they are.

What are their goals for the relationship? - stay together, fight together, love each other.

Who is most likely to sleep till noon? - Amoxtli, she has hard time adjusting to 24hrs day cycles.

Who plays the most pranks? - Lance

#frecklesandspice

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cjwritesfanfiction · 7 years

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Part 2/???

Trigger warnings: Blood, violence, guns, ect.

I’m not sure what to put for the summary honestly XD

After the whole incident that happened on the rooftop that night, Alex was a paranoid mess. Every time a wind gust made his house creek, he would jump up and grab his gun only to realize no one was there at all. Needless to say, he didn’t get much sleep last night and needed decent coffee to keep him going throughout his work day. When Alex wasn’t at work being a hitman, he was at work being a political science professor at a community college. Most of his students came from bad homes and could barely afford school. Alex would help them the best he could. He would encourage the students who had potential to keep at it and help the students who struggled pass his class. It helped with those moral eating feelings he had inside whenever he knew he was killing an innocent person at night. . .

A bell rang when Alex walked into to Madison cafe. Madison cafe was a small cafe tucked between a Starbucks and a Banana Republic on 120th Street. Tourists usually overlooked it to get to either shop, but that was one of the reasons Alex liked it so much. It had great coffee and it was hidden away from the other hipster shops on the busy street. It was absolute paradise. The barista, Thomas, smirked at him when he came in and slid over a coffee labeled with Alex’s name.

“Saw you coming from across the street. You look terrible.” Thomas muttered softly seeing the dark circles under Alex’s eyes and the way Alex drug his body inside. Alex scowled and took a drink of the bitter coffee.

“You look terrible everyday.” He muttered back almost incoherently.

“Awe, that’s not an Alexander Hamilton grade insult. It’s like you’re not even trying.” He chuckled and leaned across the counter setting his chin in his hand. “Spend all night grading again Dr.Hamilton?” Alex grumbled and took another sip of his coffee before glancing over to Thomas.

“Something like that. How’s the hubby?” He asked in a desperate attempt to get Thomas do all the talking so he could wake himself up. Thomas absolutely loved his husband. He even named the cafe he owned after his husband to show his love. Although Alex never met the man, he knew that Thomas loved him very much. Thomas’s face lit up and he smiled lost in thought.

“Good, but his co workers have been picking on him lately. I don’t know how someone can pick on Jemmy. He’s the sweetest person I’ve ever met.”

Alex rolled his eyes and smiled taking another big gulp of coffee. He wasn’t sure why, but the coffee was making Alex more tired than awake, which was odd. Usually, coffee perked Alex right up in the mornings. He looked down at his mug and the Earth started to sway. He gripped the counter to keep himself upright. Thomas stopped droning on about his husband and smirked when he saw Alex start to sway back and forth.

“Alex, you okay?” he asked. Alex shook his head feeling like he was about to throw up.

“I’m not feeling too well. I think it’s the coffee.” He said sitting down. There was no way he was going to remain upright when the room was spinning like a tornado. Thomas started to chuckle, and Alex did his best to look at him hoping that the room would stop spinning. Staring at one thing only made it worse. Alex’s stomach dropped. It was like he was stuck on a merry-go-round and couldn’t get off.

“The drug must be working them.” Thomas purred and leaned over the counter with dark eyes. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong. Alex’s body started to shake as Thomas walked over to where Alex was sitting. The footsteps sounded strangely familiar and the breath on the back of his neck was haunting. “Now, do you want to tell me what you really did last night Alexander? Were you, I don’t know, up on a rooftop by any chance? Pinned under a masked man? Exposed to the enemy?”

Alex’s heart raced. There was no way that Thomas saw him unless he was the man from last night. Alex came to the realization that Thomas was Antonio’s dog from last night. Thomas was the one who saw his true identity. Thomas knew everything about Alex. He knew where he worked, where he lived, his last name everything. He had to convince Thomas that it wasn’t him. There was some mistake in Thomas’s reasoning. Alex had to convince Thomas that there was no way that a community college teacher from Brooklyn was the same man who had shot at Thomas from another rooftop the previous night.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I was grading papers last night.” He said inching towards his backpack lying in the open end of the booth. He had to get out of here before Thomas did anything else to him. If he could just make it to his backpack. he could get to his pistol that was inside the largest pouch. Thomas laughed and grabbed Alex. He threw Alex across the room away from his backpack. Alex groaned in pain and started to crawl towards his backpack. The drug would make it impossible to walk.

“Bullshit. I know what I saw. Now, this can go one of two ways.” Thomas chuckled and kicked Alex in the side. Alex yelped and fell back onto the ground. Thomas kicked him again and Alex screamed curling up in a ball. He was so pathetic. “You can cooperate and not get hurt, or you can try your best to get to whatever is in that backpack of yours. Either way, you’re getting captured, so I would choose the latter.” Thomas said.

Alex growled and glared at him. He was never one to go down easily. He got on his hands and knees and sprung his little body at Thomas. He clawed, punched, and kicked Thomas causing the barista to swear and throw Alex across the room. Alex hit a booth and groaned before realizing that it was the same booth where his backpack was. Both of the men’s eyes widened in realization before they pounced for the back pack.

Alex grabbed it and took out the gun as quick as he could. Unfortunately, Thomas also reached for the gun at the same time. Both of them wrestled on the ground for a couple of minutes trying to get complete control of the gun. Alex had it for enough time to take the safety off before Thomas grabbed for it again. It went off a couple times causing the people in the streets to scream and run away from the scene. Alex finally gained control of the gun and aimed it at Thomas only to find the larger man was no longer there. At some point, Thomas had ran to the back of the store where bakery goods were man. Alex took a moment to catch his breath and slow his beating heart before slowly walking behind the counter to find the other hitman.

The back of the store was crowded with a lot of junk for Thomas to hide behind, which Alex found annoying. The other thing that Alex found annoying was that Thomas had shut the lights off when he ran back here making it even harder for Alex to locate him. He looked behind an oven and didn’t see Thomas, which he didn’t know how to feel about. Thomas could be anywhere in the God forsaken cafe. Thomas knew this place like the back of his hand, which gave him the upper hand. Alex swore silently to himself and braced himself against the oven feeling the effects of the drug again. He slowly lowered himself to the ground and squinted his eyes, trying to see better in the dark room. His head was spinning and he was starting to slip in and out of consciousness. He had to find Thomas and kill him before he was unable to. He stood back up and trudged along feeling his body lag behind him,

Alex turned another corner and found a room neatly tucked in the back of the store. It was hidden behind a shelf where different baking things were neatly stacked. If the room was lit up, you probably wouldn’t be able to see the doorway. Only in the dark could you make out the outline of a handle. It would be the perfect place for Thomas to hide. Alex moved the shelf and opened the door pointing his gun inside. However, the only thing Alex saw inside was a dead body in the middle of the room. The body had been neatly wrapped in a sheet and the wounds had been covered so there was no blood evidence left on the ground. Alex was confused. Why would Thomas choose this place to store the bodies? It didn’t make any sense. . . Unless there was a way to the ally from this room.

Alex let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding and quickly ran to the other door on the other side of the room almost falling onto the ground. On the other side of the door, there was a car packed in a dirty ally. An ally cat meowed at him and continued to groom himself on the top of the dumpster. Alex smiled. He was going to escape. Suddenly, Alex heard a gunshot and felt a sharp pain in his arm. He screamed and fell onto the ground holding his right arm, which had been shot. Familiar footsteps walked towards him and hit him in the temple with the butt of a gun. A voice behind him sighed as Alex’s world started to tunnel in.

“Why do you always have to do things the hard way?” The voice asked. The last thing Alex had seen before he passed out was the silhouette of a man holding a gun above him. . .

#bodies au #hamilton #alexander hamilton #thomas jefferson #let me know what you guys think #still in the works

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flutegirl0422 · 7 years

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Do multiples of 3!

I think I got all of them! Gonna put it under a cut since it’s a lot xD

Ask me questions!

3. Who are you looking forward to seeing?I’m going back to our office inJacksonville in a few weeks and I’m looking forward to seeing my trainingbuddies again!

6. What kind of people are youattracted to?Honestly, talent plays a big part in it. Also apparently I like guys who lookreally good in feminine makeup (see: Will Roland and Zach Kornfeld forexamples)

9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable?It depends? If it comes up toooften, like if that’s the only thing someone talks about or if it’s reallygraphic it can make me uncomfortable but not typically

12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now?- Despacito by Luis Fonsi ft. Daddy Yankee- Words Fail from Dear EvanHansen- I’m Cool by Sam Salmond- Michael in the Bathroom fromBe More Chill- Break Your Halo by Andy Black

15. What good thing happened this summer?I got a new job!

18. Do you still talk to your first crush?Not at all. No idea where he is.

21. What are you bad habits?I’m terrible at picking up my house until I have to.

24. Favorite part of your daily routine?I like taking my shower in the morning

27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker?Nah, I like it how it is.

30. Do you ever want to get married?Eventually, yes

33. Spell your name with your chin. rfen cz

…..i tried

36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them?All the time. I do it like it’s my job.

39. What are your favorite stores to shop in?Torrid, Target, Disney Store, Hot Topic

42. If you’re being extremely quiet what does it mean?Depends? I wouldn’t say I’m a super talkative person, I tend to keep to myselfunless I’m in a social setting, but if I’m unusually quite I’m probably tiredor upset. Usually tired lol

45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning?Possibilities? Like I don’t think I actively think this way but I feel likeevery day is a fresh start, and while there are things that I know will likelyhappen, like work and meals and

48. Have you ever been drunk?Nope!

51. Ever wished you weresomeone else?Fleetingly. But more and more I feel that I want to be *like* other people, andemulate them, rather than become them.

54. Favourite store?I think this was already asked? But generally it’s probably Target.

57. Favourite food? MAC AND CHEESE

60. Ever won a competition? Forwhat?I have! When I was in dance some of the groups I competed in took first placein the regional competitions we did, and I got second place in the region for atap solo I did to (and this is 100% true facts) The Naked Mole Rap form KimPossible.

63. Ever been in love? Not really. I think I thought I was once, but I think I loved the idea morethan the actual person.

66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends?Most of my tumblr friends are my real friends so I guess it’s about the samelol

69. Are you watching tv rightnow?Nope!

72. What colour are your towels?I have several, but most of my towels are white

75. Favourite animal?It used to be snakes, but now I don’t know what it is. I still like snakes, butnot as much as I used to…help me find a favorite!

78. Favourite ice creamflavour?Cake Batter

81. Favourite tv show?Currently airing: The FlashAll Time: Greek

84. Mean Girls or 21 JumpStreet?Mean Girls only because I haven’t seen 21 Jump Street

87. First person you talked to today?Mom

90. Name a person you love?Dad

93. How many sweatpants do you have?I don’t have any legit sweatpants but I have like 3 pairs of athletic pants

96. Favourite actress?Probably Anne Hathaway

99. Have any pets?nope

102. Do you regret anything from your past?Not really. I’ve done things I’mnot proud of but I don’t regret how everything shook out.

105. Ever been to a bonfire party?No…not too many of those in Arizona lol

108. What should you be doing?Cleaning probably

111. Do you have trust issues?Some, yeah

114. Have you ever been out ofyour province/state?I literally just got back from a trip out of state lol

117. Do you like chicken noodle soup?I do, but I’m picky about it. If it has too much celery I’m not a fan

120. Are you afraid of the dark?Nah

123. Can you keep white shoes clean?Thanks to band I know I can!

126. Are you currently bored?No because I’m answering all these questions lol

129. What your zodiac sign?Gemini

132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?I think my friend Kat

135. Dumbest lie you ever told?omg….someone asked me the meaning of 0422 in my username and I didn’t want totell them so I said it was because 2+2=4 but it’s backwards and I added thezero because 422 was taken. (I’m a terrible liar)

138. Curly or Straight hair?I have curly hair, but I don’t have a preference aesthetically

141. Night or Day?Night

144. Dark, milk or white chocolate?Milk

147. Mars or Snickers?Snickers because I’ve never had a Mars bar

150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the firstline on that page? “But…that’s impossible!” Icried.

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