#i was having a small breakdown about this last night in the gc

[miamierre]

snow white!charles and prince philip!pierre where the rest of the seven dwarfs are charles' monaco friends (lc8 gc) and the kingdom of ferrari was thriving before the stepmom (christian horner because he's vain as fuck) arrived in the picture. charles had to go in exile after horner put out a bounty on his head and the only reason he escaped to the small coastal town of monaco was because every ferrarista loved their prince charles too much to ever harm him, even the hardened assassins (insert some reason on how charles did something that threated horner's claim to the throne). arthur couldn't risk going against horner because charles had forbade him to and lorenzo was helpless too.

[middle part of the story which vaguely resembles snow white except it's kinda like going back home for charles as his father was from there but it's his first time visiting. he nearly falls in the dock because he's clumsy and joris saves him and hence introduces him to lc8, with whom charles lives.]

then horner sends out his trusted witch (marko) with the poison apple....[] and is killed but unfortunately charles is in a deep sleep. only his true love's kiss can wake him up.

news travels fast, and it reached pretty quickly prince pierre, from the kingdom of alpine. (I swear I was not trying to connect this to 2019). pierre and charles had been lovers, when they were barely out of their teens, they were set to get married even. however queen pascale forbade it at the behest of horner (who was courting her at the time, before they got married). pierre was devastated at their rejection but he wanted to get married still and convinced charles to run away with him. cue to the night of their running away, when charles showed up, he showed up without his bags. his princely duties were weighting on him, on how his people needed him, he couldn't bear to be selfish even though he would never love anyone but pierre. pierre had tried talking him out of it, but charles just gave him one last kiss, told him that maybe in another life they can live a simple life, live for themselves and their love, but it can't be this one.

pierre had become somewhat of a recluse after this, so it was a surprise to everyone when he set out to find charles.

anyways, charles wakes up after pierre kisses him, pierre tells him that he is an idiot and was wrong and that they can live a simple, loving life as husbands, just that their princely duties will still be theirs to bear. after emotional goodbyes, they set out to ferrari, to expose horner and his magic which was draining ferrari's people's energy. except when they get their, horner somehow already knows about this, and is prepared. he has taken arthur and enzo hostage and in the ensuing fight (where half the guards turn their back on the royal emblem, to support their true prince), charles and pierre are separated. horner gets to charles first though and charles being charles, throws himself in the fire in hopes of freeing his brothers and when he is cornered and just about to be killed, pierre finds them and drives his sword through horner's heart.

etc etc etc, the balance is restored, lorenzo becomes king and makes sure charles and pierre get wed, surrounded by all the ferraristi, the kingdom flourishes more than it has ever before and everyone lives happily ever after

I AM SO SORRY FOR THIS WORD VOMIT

katie said something in her tags that inspired all of this so also that

and thank you for being the constant piarles breakdown fan who gets me

BESTIE OH MY GODDDDD i needed popcorn reading this oh my god PERFECTION!!! LIKE!!!! the "piarlify every fairytale" agenda is alive and well i am so soooo so so so in love w this in every WAY. likeeeeee

truly i dont even have anything to add you have packaged this BEAUTIFULLY. i am going to think about it all afternoon 🥺😭❤️ i love that even here theyre inevitable. that charles can still choose duty over pierre despite loving him w/his whole heart, that pierre can give up on the world after charles couldnt choose him over the world, and STILL they find one another and save each other because it's THEM. im gonna cry

also @whoreforpierre you really are magic w/your tags for inspiring this!!!!

#GIVE ME ALL THE PRINCESS PIARLES AUS!!!!! #anon i love u and ur beautiful brain im kissing it so much THANK YOU for this MASTERPIECE #god. yall have such genius brains fr #piarles #10 x 16 #AU tag #ask reply #Anonymous

[omegalomania]

i mean fundamentally. like when you take it all into consideration, if you leave all the other stuff out and think about it from a pure narrative/thematic perspective - not allegorical, not metaphorical, none of that - ybc is about love.

the youngblood chronicles is about four guys who have such a sincere and complete faith in and love for one another that nothing, literally nothing - not cults, not violence, not heartbreak, not brainwashing, not insanity, not death - could truly destroy that.

it’s about four guys who love each other. just love each other. and it makes them the most powerful thing in the world.

#*making poasts #i was having a small breakdown about this last night in the gc #multiple gcs actually. i was going through a moment #like...logically sure the thing makes vague sense at BEST #but i dont need a story to make sense. i just need it to mean something. #and god this one means everything. #it sticks the emotional landing. it has a core and a theme and it carries it through #i think about all those group shots at the end in the final video and how there are more of them in srar #than there are in ANY OTHER PART OF YBC. COMBINED. #like this is INTENTIONAL. #i think about how forgiveness between the four defenders is immediate and unconditional #and that ending shot...the four of them soaked in gore facing down the thing that wants to destroy them #it is them against the world. and they are stronger than everything thats tried to tear them apart. #it makes me lose my mind. it really does. #the way nothing was capable of destroying them. not truly. not in any way that really mattered. #because they had each other. they had each other god they HAD EACH OTHER fucking help me PLEASE

[leavetwn]

* AMANDA CAMPANA, NOBINARY + SHE/HER/THEY/THEM  | you know RAMONA GALLO, right? they’re TWENTY-THREE, and they’ve lived in irving for, like, TWENTY-THREE YEARS? well, their spotify wrapped says they listened to CRYING ON THE BATHROOM FLOOR BY MUNA like, a million times this year, which makes sense ‘cause they’ve got that whole COLD PIZZA AS A HANGOVER CURE, TALKING SHIT ABOUT CUSTOMERS IN THE BREAKROOM, LONGING FOR WHAT COULD'VE BEEN,  thing going on. i just checked and their birthday is AUGUST 17TH, so they’re a LEO, which is unsurprising, all things considered. ( claire, 22, est, she/her )

HEY , BESTIES ! happy new year (the way it’s 11:55pm here so barely) !! my name’s claire and i’m 22. i’m livin in the est timezone, and my pronouns are she/her. i’m bringing y’all a mess of a muse 😈 because well  ,,, it’s what i’m best at. if you’re feelin ramona & wanna plot, just go ahead and like this & i’ll hit you up. i usually plot on discord, but if you prefer the tumblr ims, that’s no problem at all. anyway, lemme stop waistin time and get to introducing you to ramona. * tw: mentions of cheating & alcohol. 

𝐈. ━━ ˟ ⊰ ✰ 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬 .

full name: ramona gallo.  nickname(s): anything your muse wants to call her tbh. age: twenty-three. date of birth: august 17th. zodiac sign: leo. gender/pronouns: non-binary, she/her/they/them. sexual orientation: bisexual. romantic orientation: biromantic. hometown: irving, north carolina. current residence: irving, north carolina. occupation: employee at zoinkies currently,  a lifeguard during the summer. eye color: brown. hair color/style: had long hair up until her breakup then had one of those breakdowns and cut her own hair into a bob and then her own bangs. i bet it was a mess lol so she probably called her friends or went to a salon the very next day to get it fixed. also highlighted the ends red but her natural color is brown. height : 5′5″. clothing style: simple and comfortable. t-shirts, croptops, turtlenecks, all usually paired with either jean shorts or jeans in general. she prefers to feel cozy rather than cute. tattoos: yes. a small one on her wrist. wants more eventually. piercings: both ears peirced & a navel piercing that she did herself against better judgement lol.

𝐈. ━━ ˟ ⊰ ✰ 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 .

you were born on a scorching hot day in irving , your father says so, anyway. you’re convinced he’s being dramatic. your birth went smoothly; after two previous children, your parents had become disillusioned by childbirth. just another one to add to the bunch, and one that was meant to save a dying marriage. still, they loved you nonetheless. your father, to this day. your mother, until you were ten, and then she up and left without a warning. 

your father keeps food on the table by fixing cars. you spend your days in the hot sun watching him replace parts and continuously try to crank vehicles until they run. he fist pumps every time one does. ‘ how lame, ’ you think, but it’s inspiring how hard he works to take care of three kids. and he does a good job. 

therefore , you spend much of your early life trying to make him proud. you’re smart as a whip, and all your teachers have good things to say about you when it comes to academics. you’re a bit of a troublemaker, though. your father doesn’t mind that too much; he was the same at your age. and he’s proud  —  proud to see you work so hard. 

you spend your teenage years doing much of the same. though , you begin to come home a bit later than usual, and your excuse is that you’ve been at ashley’s or samantha’s, but really all three of you were out partying. you don’t think your father would care (your grades are fine & he wants you to live like a normal teenager) ,  but you still lie about it. why ? well, who knows, maybe you like the adrenaline rush it gives you. like most things, you do them for the thrill. 

you join the swim team. you’re kind of bad , but that’s okay. just like always , you work hard, and you realize that you’re kind of a natural. your father cheers louder than anyone else in the stands. it pushes you to do better. with your good grades and athletics , your guidance counselor tells you you’re a shoo in for a scholarship from whatever university you want. you apply to several. if it’s one thing you hate, its this town. you can’t wait to make it out, and you figure, this might be your only way. 

you’re eighteen, and you’re in love. it’s crazy how love can make you see things differently. suddenly , this town doesn’t seem half bad. all your friends find it cute , and you tell them everything. the things he tells you or the way he makes you feel. it’s a crazy feeling; you never want it to end. 

you throw your cap in the air. finally , high school is over. college is looming. you’ve been accepted to several & received scholarships from at least a few. you lie in bed thinking about it. now, you suddenly don’t want to leave so bad. don’t want to leave him behind. how could someone leave another they love so easily? it makes you hate your mother more.

for the first time, you disappoint your father. you don’t go to college. you don’t give a damn. you want to stay where love is. you’re addicted to the feeling. this lasts for three years. now, you’re twenty-one; you’ve gotten a job at zoinkies, and that keeps you away for most of the day. you randomly decide to visit your boyfriend during a lunch break one day. you find him in bed with someone else. suddenly , you realize love isn’t as addicting as you once thought. what once made the world beautiful now made it hideous. what once made you feel so high had somehow made you feel so low. it was horrible, and you’d realized your mistakes. 

you threw away your future for love. something as rotten and twisted as love. something you swore you’d never let yourself feel again. something that you put away in a locked box with no key. irving was the same place you’d always known it to be. boring, drab, familiar. at least you had your family. that was barely enough to keep you sane, though, and it was hard to feel normal.

you turned to the thing that help. alcohol, partying, any escape at all. you lacked coping skills   —  that much was clear, but you didn’t care. you blamed it on something else entirely. just as your teachers had said, you’re a bit of a troublemaker. you do anything to make yourself feel alive, to make yourself feel free of the hurt. 

it’s two years later now. you’re still not over it in some ways, as regret turns to anger and resentment. you’re bitter. who wouldn’t be? but you feel like you’ve had time to mourn. maybe it’s because you never acknowledged it in the way you should’ve ( it’s still locked away in that box. ) you still have your bad habits. you still work at your stupid job that you hate. you’re lost, but you’ll figure it out. you always do. so, you continue to float , seemingly stuck in the town that you never let go of, and you wonder what comes next. only time will tell.

𝐈. ━━ ˟ ⊰ ✰ 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬 .

still swims but doesn’t have as much time for it. probably not as good, but since she spends the summer lifeguarding, she uses that time to practice & try to get back to where she was. also kinda jaded asf so even if she says she wants to get back into it, she probably won’t lmaoo.

is a horrible driver. how did she get a license ?? not even she knows. def the type to like have a leg up on the dash board, hand out the window, and only one hand on the wheel while speedin idk how she makes it out alive

can take a car apart and put it back together again thanks to her dad. also changes her own tires so let her change your tires. im just sayin 

stays up way too late & would sleep until 2 pm everyday if she didn’t have to work. should probably work on being an adult and going to bed at a normal time but just half the time doesn’t give a fuck so she’s probably sleep deprived a lot. therefore also has a 

character parallels: alice ayres/jane jones (closer, 2004) , clementine (eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, 2004) , fiona gallagher (shameless, 2011-present) , more to be added.

𝐈. ━━ ˟ ⊰ ✰ 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 .

ok but plots really do be making my world go ‘round. 😳 i love em, so literally hmu with anything you’re feeling, and i’ll be down. just wanna plot & write with everyone 💕 but here’s a couple of wanted connections for y’all. i’ll prolly have a most wanted tag sooner or later & i’ma be make a plot page soon.  

* the unholy trinity  — these two are the friends she cherishes most. i’m assuming they’ve been friends since at least early high school , maybe earlier. they went through a lot together. these two were with her through all her relationship troubles. true ride or dies. she’s do absolutely anything for them, and she trusts that they feel the same way. they’re rowdy & wild, do whatever they want, and have a damn good time doin it. also have a gc where they just talk shit and send tiktoks idk just gimme this plsss 🥺

* friends with benefits / one night stands  —  this would probably be the extent of ramona. clearly not over what happened to her the last time 😭, so she’d have plenty of these tbh. she probably wouldn’t think too much about it, but it could be awkward for you muse maybe, etc. 

* unrequited love / crush  —  here’s a toast to the ones who crush on ramona. it would be an absolute tragedy lmaoo. she’s not really mean about it, but she is 100% certain she’s not looking for any type of relationship. could be really dramatic and messy and those are tha best kind. literally this

* former friends / enemies  —  she’s lived here her whole life, so she’s at least got one. these two just don’t get along/no longer get along for whatever reason that can be plotted out. 

* coworkers   — she works zoinkies throughout the year and picks up shifts as a lifeguard during the summer so your muses could know her from that. could delve into a close friend territory too lmao. they probably just sit in break rooms and talk about rude customers or bossy managers lmaooo.

* literally anything your heart desires — a lot could work. we could even just start from nowhere & have them meet for the first time if they’re newer/just to town. 

#irvingintro #tw alcohol #tw cheating #it is so sick & twisted that i have another one to write i can't believe lol #but it must be done #hi luv me plot with me

[make-it-mavis]

Homesick (Entry #33)

(cw: discussion of addiction) ----------

01/21/88  3:30 PM

Hey.

So… therapy.

Therapy, therapy, therapy.

If you were here, you’d no doubt want to hear how it went. Or how it didn’t go. How much I botched it, or what garbage mumbo jumbo it was. I wouldn’t blame you. Me, going to counselling? Group counselling? No way.

But I would also tell you to hold your horses, because before therapy came detox. Oh, yes. Me and my good friend, withdrawals. Not fun to hear about, I know. Less fun to experience. 

I won’t get into the nitty gritty of how sick I was. I’ve described it enough times by now. Let’s just say that it was twice as bad as the worst withdrawals I had ever had before. It had all the usual intense illness, but peppered with little blackouts. I also practically went insane over the need for GC. But, being confined to my game, there was no way to get any. Fix-it endured a whole lot of my screaming and breakdowns… again. At some point he took away my brush for my own good, and as outraged as I was, I think that mostly snapped me out of it from then on out. I could have my brush as long as I stayed calm. I was being treated like a freakin’ child, but I had to just roll with it. I was too weak to fight him, and I couldn’t be without buffs and without my brush.

As I started to come to my senses, I began to remember and understand the memory that I saw in my trip more and more. But what was strange to me was that I could hardly manage to feel anything over it. I knew for sure that those memories were packed full of emotions that could have wrecked me. But at the time, I felt numb to them. As if they just weren’t a priority compared to all else I’d been dealing with. The whole concept of counselling was taking up a whole lot of space in my brain, and I guess I could only feel so much at once. I suppose I ought to have felt thankful for that, but honestly, I felt kind of guilty.

Why? I don’t know. Maybe I felt like you deserved to have someone hurting over you, even though I’d already offered up so much pain. And even though I knew I still had more to give.

Still, slowly but surely, I recovered. It took the full two weeks for me to fully detox. Even then, I wasn’t at 100%. I was, maybe, 85%. I wasn’t shivering and throwing up anymore, but I still felt like a damp, moldy rag. 

It was around that point that I finally told Fix-it that I would try counselling.

I think he tried his best to play it cool so that I wouldn’t be embarrassed out of my decision by his enthusiasm, but I could tell he was overjoyed. Not disappointing him for once felt… different.

He went to tell Surge as promised, and he came back with a little pamphlet about the program for me to look over leading up to the first session. Just looking at the thing nearly turned me off from the idea, and actually opening it up and reading it was… so much worse.

The program seemed to be built upon twelve ‘steps’ (hurdles, more like): Honesty, Hope, Surrender, Courage, Integrity, Willingness, Humility, Love, Responsibility, Discipline, Awareness, and Service.

Yeah. That’s a lot of gross words.

As if that wasn’t enough on its own, so many descriptions for these supposed steps were so explicitly Devout, like my faith in the Devs would be what pulled me through this whole thing. Reading it, I almost wondered if I was being tricked into some kind of cult, or enlisted in some kind of military conditioning. Everything about it screamed that I would not fit in. At all. It wouldn’t work, I’d just humiliate myself, and I’d be locked up for two years anyway.

I wanted to quit. Really badly.

But one thought of Tapper was all it would take to guilt me back into it.

When I was ready as I’d ever be, I met Surge in our cord station, and he let me know just how things were going to work. Sessions were on Tuesdays and Fridays from 10:30 PM ‘til midnight, and they would be held in the center of Pac-Man. Yeah, Pac-Man, where some of the best GC is, and where I had my last hit that had been so devastating. I pointed out the bad decision to Surge, and he assured me that he was aware of the risks. He had a few volunteer guards attending all the meetings, making sure no one slipped into the maze to get high. Besides, the whole thing was run by that little orange ghost, Clyde. Why? I don’t know. I guess he’s a philanthropist or something. But keeping him in his own game seemed like the safest option on his part, which seemed fair.

I still think it was stupid.

Surge would escort me to and from the meetings, but I would go in alone. He has too much work to do to sit in on a group therapy session for an hour and a half. But then he told me the worst part -- I could not bring my brush and paint can to the meetings. My tools were to remain in my game. They were considered weapons, which, in the right context, they can be. That much was fair. Less fair was the fact that when too much distance is put between me and my tools, my code gets stretched out. I glitch, I get very, very uncomfortable, and am definitely put in a far less receptive state to counselling that I already don’t want to attend. I explained as much to Surge, including the fact that my brush didn’t even have its full spectrum at the time, but it was no use. Defective or not, I’m too powerful with my brush.

It would have been flattering if it didn’t suck so damn much.

But, I agreed to it. I just wanted to get it all over with. It felt so humiliating and futile. I’ve never been the sort to tolerate being locked in with a bunch of losers blubbering about their feelings, or whatever the hell. I automatically reject pretty much any and all advice, just by reflex. I could not imagine having someone tell me what to do about deeply personal, painful feelings and having it help literally anything. Knowing me, it might have just made it worse.

Yet, despite all that, there was a very real, very conscious part of me that was willing to give it a real shot. I was almost at the end of my rope, just holding onto fraying strands. I wanted to get better, I really did. 

So I went into this experience holding onto that will like a lifeline. 

Surge escorted me to Pac-Man that night, and, obviously, I went in alone. Inside, right off the train, there were these two big army guys from Front Line waiting at the entrance of the maze. Seemed like a good choice for guards, with how beefy they are. They walked with me into the dark maze, and as we wove through the bends and corners, I just kept thinking about how easily I could drop both of them and run off for a sweet hit of GC if I had my brush. Which just validated Surge’s decision to ban my tools, I guess.

We arrived at the conference room, and my burly chaperones opened the doors to show me in. When I entered, I jumped. Everyone was already there. A group of around nine or ten sat in a circle, and all eyes among them were fixed on me. Along with the eyes of that little orange ghost himself.

“Make-it Mavis,” he called calmly. “Welcome.”

I did not feel particularly welcome, not with the nervous looks and spiteful glares pointed my way. I just stood there, waiting to be told what to do. I was not interested in pleasantries. I just wanted to do the work and go.

Sensing that, Clyde nodded to an empty chair next to him. “Come, sit. Don’t be shy.”

I wanted to throw a retort at him, but I just went with it. Every time I got the urge to screw it all up, I remembered Tapper, and hot shame in my belly put me back in line. I had to do everything I could to ensure that I would never do something like what I did to his game again. I had already spent too long thinking your blood was on my hands. I did not need to throw someone else’s into the mix.

I walked into the fluorescent-lit meeting room and took my seat, and noted immediately that the space around it was far more generous than anyone else was getting, like even the chairs were scared of me. I felt so low, so hot, so embarrassed. I was in a massive hole that I’d tunneled my own way into, putting me on the same level as all those other miserable suckers. I was only there because I had been too weak to stop myself from taking my last buff. I couldn’t stop berating myself over it all. I was lethargic, sweating, ashamed, with my code stretched clear across the arcade. At least the cold metal chair felt pretty good on my feverish ass. I had that going for me.

“Alright, everybody,” Clyde addressed the group in a non-threatening voice, “let’s open up this evening by welcoming our newest member, Make-it Mavis.”

Silence. There were a few hesitant murmurs, so quiet that I definitely would not have heard them if the room was not already silent as the grave.

“Come on now,” Clyde prompted gently. “Say hello, everyone.”

I folded my arms and sighed. “They all knew I was coming,” I grumbled to Clyde, before saying to the group, “Yeah, I know. I’m here. And you don’t like it. Well, TS, ‘cause neither do I. Better learn to deal with it.”

“Actually,” Clyde responded, “there is some truth in what you’re saying, Mavis. None of us wanted to find ourselves in these situations, but everyone in this group did. And maybe we don’t understand each other as well as we could, but that’s just because we don’t know each other’s stories. That’s why we share them here, so we can recognize that addiction arises from a feeling that all living beings share -- pain. We are stronger against pain when we are united, rather than divided.”

There were a few appreciative claps. I wanted to blow my brains out.

“Everyone did know you were coming,” he told me. “But why don’t you give us an introduction in your own words? Maybe let us know why you’re here?”

He was already placing way too much trust in me. Still, I sighed loudly and stood, looking out over the group. Some were big, some were small, most I’d seen in passing, but all were looking at me with full understanding of who I was. An introduction felt superfluous and quite daunting at that point.

"You…" I said slowly, leading into a sigh. "You all know. Or you think you know. There's no point. Just-- just forget it and get this rollin', okay?"

I sat down.

There was no applause, not even awkward and scattered. There was only silence, while some glared at me and others squirmed anxiously. Even Clyde was silent for a moment, but I could see him studying me out of my peripheral.

He then spoke as pleasantly as ever, “You’re not feeling ready to share. That’s alright. Everyone’s expected to participate, but we go at our own pace. Remember that there are no judgments here, and nothing leaves this room.” He then addressed the group, “Why don’t we welcome our newest member with our own introductions? We’ll go clockwise from my left.”

The introductions began, and I made a painful effort to listen. For the most part, they seemed to be the same basic sob story. The unplugging on the 7th put the fear of Litwak in them, and buffs were the only way to escape the existential horrors they had been plunged into. It was supposed to make me feel welcome, but it seemed to just piss me off. It felt like a punishment. I was supposed to sit in a room with a bunch of random losers and pretend we were going through the same thing. All of them could go home after the meeting and have a life waiting for them in the morning. They had roles. They had purpose. They probably still had plenty of sprites who loved them. I didn’t see how I could stand to benefit from the same treatment as sprites who had not gone through the hell I did. Sprites who could walk down Game Central free from harassment or attempts on their life. Who were not being blamed for a tragedy they had nothing to do with. Whose dead best friend was not being remembered as the most hated, corrupt, murderous sprite in history, while they barely had the space to mourn.

But as they carried on, I began to hear things I didn't understand. There was grief in their voices. Some said that buffs were their only escape from how much they missed someone. They talked about loved ones and game mates being lost to the 'Roadblasters incident,' and at the time, it made no sense to me. Up until that point, I thought that you, the twins, and all of Roadblasters were the only casualties. But according to these sprites, some were 'mowed down,' 'caught in the blast,' or even 'burned to death.' Apparently, you'd killed a handful of innocent bystanders somehow, which is… I mean, I’m not gonna lie to you. 

That’s horrible.

Obviously, I remembered none of it. Well, I thought I didn’t. But there were things buried in my brain that burned like coals with every story that came. My mind didn't feel right, like it was suddenly struggling against the hold of reality, desperate to fly into another time. I felt so distressed by what I was hearing, so physically ill, that my sensitive, stretched-out code glitched slightly. Not enough for anyone to notice, but enough for my hand to clip into the seat of my chair where I was gripping.

That was just what I needed. Another way to humiliate myself. It kept me distracted from the harrowing stories, at least, as I tried to find a subtle way to tug my hand out of the pixels of the chair.

Then... she spoke.

The sound of one of the group member's voices startled me so deeply that my hand glitched free again. Her voice was not abrupt or loud or frightening -- in fact, it was fairly low, just a smoky, raspy mutter. But I felt it wriggle down into the crevices of my brain, trying to connect with a memory.

I looked at her, but it did not help much at first. I had never seen her before, as far as I could recall. She was a bipedal insect creature, modestly bigger than me, with a dull, lavender carapace and yellow wings folded behind her. She had huge red eyes that took up most of her head, but her tiny slit pupils never seemed to look my way. I still remember exactly what she said.

"My name's Worluk, and I'm an addict," she said, as if she had said it many times before. "Senseless violence killed a sprite I considered a sister. I can't just accept a reality where that's allowed to happen. Where someone so innocent can just die and there's nothing I can do about it. Everything's wrong. There's nothing I wouldn't do to make it right. Buffs took the edge off, but… they didn’t end up righting any wrongs."

As she spoke, I watched her serrated teeth and mandibles move, and stared at her weird spindly fingers that gave me some disembodied, distant ache. I knew her voice, I swore I did. But it sounded off-key. Out of context.

She finished her speech, "Committing crimes alone is one thing, but, then I got my friends involved and, y’know… that’s on me."

Then it hit me. It hit me like an ice-cold tidal wave made of everything I'd been through, everything that had led me to that moment. The nightmares. The trips. The echoing voice in my head that blamed me for your death. I should have recognized that voice the second I heard it.

It was hers.

My attacker, the ringleader of the attempt on my life in Dragon's Lair, that sick, disgusting psychopath who broke my brush and carved your name into my skin, was sitting just across the room from me.

The blood in my veins froze. My heart clenched. I could feel every sick, weak muscle in my body tighten with intent to spring, like an animal with prey in its sights. I stared at her, and she finally met my gaze coolly.

I thought getting through counselling was going to be hard before. I had no idea.

#fanfiction #fanfic #wreck it ralph #make it mavis #original character #homesick

[lilywoood]

Small Bump 4/?

Hi guys I know I have been a bit absent, I know I said it would be up on Wednesday but I had some issues, I had a breakdown and it’s all better now thanks to the support of my followers, thanks to the support of my GC friends/family I’m back stronger, so here it is part 4 of Small Bump hopefully y’all like it ♥️

Tag list: @diazbuckleysworld @felicitous-one @gxtop @cherishingstydia @translucent-bisexual @impossiblealice @profangirl1999 @zola9612 @sergeant-barnes-and-his-captain @meloingly @shipping-queen @my-name-i-we@reecedaddario @fyeahhipsterdoctor @evan-diaz-buckley@duckcollectorus@graciemma16@snorlaxishere@fandomfullofgayness@zeethebooknerd @nilshki @adamngoodbuck @reenessie @hardychick89 @thegreatgherkin87

If you want to be part of the tag list just hit my askbox ♥️

Words count : 1161

Song : You found me - The Fray

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He needed time, he needed time to recover, needed time to accept the change in his body, in his life...

It had been a week since he learned about his pregnancy, five days since his ultrasound and three days since they last saw him at the firehouse....

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He felt like they were a whole in his heart, a wound so deep he thought he could never recover, he was still processing everything that happened in the past week, still trying to accept that Eddie and he created a life, created something pure and defenseless, something that would need them, depend and them, look up to them...

It was overwhelming, life changing, amazing and frightening all at once, Buck couldn’t help but wonder if he was going to be good enough, wonder if he would screw this up like everything he screwed up before, he wondered if he was going to be a good parent, he never had good one, never had parents to look up to, he just had Maddie, he wished he’ll be as strong as brave and loving as Maddie had been when they were kid, he prayed that his kids would love him, he prayed that some day Eddie would love them..

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“Hey it’s Buck I’m not there for the moment but leave a message and I’ll call you back”

Buck was slowly withdrawing himself from everyone and that worried Bobby.

It’s been the tenth time in three days that Bobby tried to reach Buck, he’d left at least a dozen voicemail, sent him a thousand text and called him a hundred times but nothing, something was wrong with Evan Buckley and Bobby Nash was set on finding out what it was....

It was Sunday afternoon meaning that Bobby was off and that Harrison was dealing with the team right now, he’d shared his worry with Athena who told him that she also tried to get in touch with the youngest Buckley without success.

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He’d remembered how alone he felt that day at the ob/gyn office, remembered the whisper and pity looks it was haunting him in his sleep, it made him numb, made him realize that appart from Maddie he couldn’t count on anyone, he couldn’t count on the person he needed the most...

He heard his phone ring for the fiftieth time that day but he couldn’t bring himself to answer it, the numbness, the self wallow made his body to heavy to raise up and go and respond to whomever was calling him.

The phone finally stopped his bugging noise, he sighed in relief, thinking that maybe just maybe the person understood he didn’t want to be bothered right now, oh how wrong he was because mere minutes after the last ring of the phone his doorbell was annoyingly pressed forcing him to get off his couch and making him dizzy in the process.

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When the door to Buck’s finally opened Bobby noticed two things, the first was how tired, small and disheveled he seemed, he looked like a ghost, his beard and hair had grown a little in the past few days, his shirt was messy but not tainted that brought Bobby to the second realization, Buck had lost weight again, he seemed thinner and paler, he was holding himself and shivering because of malnutrition cold, Bobby frowned at that and entered the condo without letting the younger man protest.

-What happened to you Evan, Bobby frowned busying himself with cooking, you called sick three days ago and didn’t took time to send any of us a text telling us what was wrong, he sighed, not even Eddie, he turned confusion clear in his voice.

He noticed of course he noticed how Buck seemed to wince every time Eddie’s name was put in a sentence, he noticed how the two men seemed to avoid one another, how the tension between them both was suffocating, how the glim Eddie had put in Buck’s eyes disappeared.

-Does it have something to do with how you and Eddie are avoiding one another like the plague, Bobby questioned setting a plate alfredo pasta in front of him.

-More or less, the blond admitted playing with his food.

-I remember someone telling me that sometimes it’s ok to ask for help, Bobby smiled sitting on the opposite chair, Buck you know you can tell me anything, he breathed, I’m not just your captain, he coughed, I...you’re like a son to me Evan so whatever is bothering you, whatever is making you sick or sad you can tell me and we’ll find a solution together like a family, he added patting his hand.

-I...Bobby I screwed up so bad, Buck chocked tears falling down, I screwed up and I don’t know what to do, he stuttered, I’m...I’m lost Bobby and the only thing I can do right is crying, he chucked drily, I’m such a failure, he croaked drying his cheeks.

-You’re not a failure, Bobby affirmed signaling for Buck to follow him in the living room, listen whatever it is we will find a way to make it right, he stated reassuringly, we’re a team and we have your back anytime, he added.

-I’m pregnant Bobby, Buck whispered looking down ashamed, I’m pregnant and I’m afraid I’m going to screw my kids up, he teared again, I’m afraid I’m going to be like my folks, I’m afraid of not being able to care for them, he panicked, god Bobby I’m not fit to be someone’s parent, he trembled hiding his face in his hand.

Bobby immediately took him in his arm, rocking him until he felt Buck breathing even, until he was sure he calmed down.

-No one is born a parent Buck, he assured, you learn to become one, you learn from your parents mistakes and your kid learn from yours, he smiled, it’s a cycle, he added, but if you might know I think you’ll be a great father that kid is lucky, Bobby beamed.

-You think so, Buck sniffed a timid smile on the corned of his lips.

-I know so, Bobby insisted, still it doesn’t explain why you’ve been avoiding Eddie...Bobby trailed before realization hit him, Eddie is the child other dad, he asked.

-It was a one night thing, Buck gloomed, he left without a words the morning after and I pretended that I forgot so he’ll stop being awkward, he sighed tiredly.

-Evan, Bobby started before being interrupted.

-I’m not ready to tell him yet, he croaked, I’ll tell him I know I have to tell him but not now, he pleaded, I’m still processing it, time isn’t running out yet, he grinned.

Bobby nodded smiling in return and accepting his surrogate son decision, they spent the rest of the day catching up and discussing how Buck condition was going to impact his job, how a lot of changes had to be made, how everything was different now...

#buddie #buddie fic #small bunp buddie #buck x eddie #eddie x buck #evan buckley #eddie diaz #buddie hurt comfort #buddie angst #angst #mpreg #bobby nash #dad bobby #911fic #911onfox #tv: 911 #911 fanfic

[niggangel-archive]

tagged by @plantainjoon tysm ily g

RULES: Answer these 85 statements about yourself, then tag 20 people.

umm @joonsbf @hobisbff @gothasc @agustwink @agustboobie

last

1. drink - dr. pepper

2. phone call - my sister

3. text message - uhhh???? my friends on their gc 

4. song you listened to - purity (feat. frank ocean) - a$ap rocky

5. time you cried - ahhh like two months ago? mental breakdown aksj

ever

6. dated someone twice? - nah

7. kissed someone and regretted it - definitely lmfaoo

8. been cheated on - lmao kinda? i went out w this guy when i was 7 yrs old and we forgot we were dating so like...technically he cheating on me vice versa jsdhakj 

9. lost someone special - yeah

10. been depressed - oof i wish it were past tense

11. gotten drunk and thrown up - mmm no

fave colours

12. Crimson Red

13. Midnight Blue

14. idk the....dark-ish gold colour 

in the last year have you…

15. made new friends - yea!!! joined so many discord servers, really thankful discord has brought me to meet so many ppl

16. fallen out of love - mm i can’t tell when i fall in love? but i just stay loving people honestly

17. laughed until you cried - nope

18. found out someone was talking about you - yeah smhhh

19. met someone who changed you - mmhm, but really i just take influence from a lot of people 

20. found out who your friends are - idk what that means ajksdhakjs?? i think so yeah !

21. kissed someone on your facebook friends list - akjska no

general

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know irl - all of them lmfao, except from like 3

23. do you have any pets - no, never had any :(

24. do you want to change your name - Yes please or have an official alias. I want to have Luno added officially to my names :( my deadname is too feminine

25. what did you do for your last birthday - went out to eat ! got some cash! and food !

26. what time did you wake up today - 5:40AM but i left my bed at 7:30AM 

27. what were you doing at midnight last night - making dora au theories and uhh what one normally does to distract them from sad nigga hours lmfaoo

28. what is something you can’t wait for - summer holidays a bitch wants to SLEEP. also university because i’ll really be able to be in control of my identity.

30. what are you listening to right now - thinkin about you by frank ocean

31. have you ever talked to a person named tom - yeah, these twins that went to my old school. tom and harry. lmfao white ppl

32. something that gets on your nerves - i hateeeee deliberate ignorance, slut shaming, FAT SHAMING PEEVES ME....also when people talk to me when im nonverbal jaks

33. most visited website - what website u think we on rn fool

34. hair colour - Negro, tho its acc darkass brown but whatev

35. long or short hair - long but....bc over the years i didn’t know how to undo my hair and used Scissors in the wrong places......Questionable

36. do you have a crush on someone - i think but like????? lol idk

37. what do you like about yourself - my taste in general...for music...art....also my imagination. i also like my height jaksaksj.

38. want any piercings? - hmmm no. maybe nipple piercings though 

39. blood type - they aint tell my mum bc they thought niggas would kill me if they knew bc of some bs thing they learnt abt africa sooooo idk

40. nicknames - jay ! JJ (been called that since childhood lmfao), jéjé (french variation of JJ, fam calls me that), jonifoh (no one types that they say it outloud, jenji & bibi

41. relationship status - single

42. zodiac - sagittarius !

43. pronouns - he/him

44. fave tv shows - power puff girls, my wife & kids, outnumbered, the fresh prince of bel air

45. tattoos - SO MANY, but i want like 3 crown tattoos, one on my left hand, one on my chest and another on my leg. but really i just want small symbols and artwork all over but like, nothing Big

46. right or left handed - right handed

47. ever had surgery - um as a kid yes, sth to do with my chest and breathing

48. piercings - 0

49. sport - basketball is my no.1 right now and dance !

50. vacation - haven’t been in a while, but my fam minus my dad last went and did an inter rail trip round europe

51. trainers - idk they from sports direct tho

51. favourite pair of shoes - my timbs lmfao

more general

52. eating - i had an omlette my sis made me, so nice

53. drinking - nothing but imma have some water

54. i’m about to watch - planning on watching fullmetal alchemist or hellsing this summer !

55. waiting for - tumblr to reply to my support :( and me to get my shit together lfmaoo

56. want - a job and clothes (so money !!)

57. get married - hellllllll noooooo

58. career - some computer scientist in whatever that does music prod. on the side

which is better

59. hugs or kisses - hugs

60. lips or eyes - lips

61. shorter or taller - truly don’t care, but shorter

62. older or younger - older

63. nice arms or stomach - arms

64. hookup or relationship - hookup

65. troublemaker or hesitant - troublemaker

have you ever

66. kissed a stranger - no :/

67. drank hard liquor - yes and God

68. lost glasses - yeah lmfaoo

69. turned someone down - yeah

70. sex on first date - there was no date lmfao

71. broken someone’s heart - idk, maybe? 

72. had your heart broken - no i don’t think so

73. been arrested - nearly lmfaoo

74. cried when someone died - oh yeah, real badly

75. fallen for a friend - that’s literally all i do lmfaoo

do you believe in

76. yourself - yes

77. miracles - no....but in religious context yes.

78. love at first sight - nahh

79. santa claus - PLEASE i mean. there are many santas!! anyone can be santa

80. kiss on a first date - yeah, but i don’t hold much...meaning to kissing lol

81. angels - yes

other

82. best friend’s name - a lot of ppl i consider to be my best friend so: siyoung, carlena, rachael, emily

83. eye colour - brown

84. fave movies - moonlight (2016), pacific rim 2, spirited away, howl’s moving castle, grave of the fireflies,  

85. fave actor - whole of the cast of moonlight

#dino.txt #tag game #mutuals #abt me #long post

[spilledkauffie]

Hamilton HC Masterlist!

Because I love you all! just kidding, it’s because Kauffie didn’t sleep last night so she made this, but I do love you ♡  Titled for what they include! Some include more than one and are under several. Not in any particular order. Other masterlists: Main | Preferences | Spooky  

King George III: Being married  Types of kisses Hands nsfw + fluff SFW Alphabet NSFW Alphabet

Alexander Hamilton: Playing hard to get Significant other having kids already  How he kisses Comforting you after a panic attack caused by yelling Southern s/o Tomboys s/o Depression + Anxiety s/o Breakdown due to work s/o Horny s/o Rollerblade date Insomniac s/o Seeing you in a breathtaking dress Small but ‘fight me’ s/o With pets Cons of dating Proposing Being turned on Coming home to reader asleep Waking up next to S/o with their sweatpants on Seducing someone S/o in their dress shirt, dancing around Seducing their already lover Being smooth with his words to you Clingy s/o S/o worries he’ll go back to Eliza Sleeping with Alex (non-sexually) Doing s/o makeup SFW Alphabet NSFW Alphabet SD!Alex Comforting after a long day Finding his father? Equestrian reader  Reader doesn’t want kids Silent hugs Day before the wedding How protective Asking about BJs What allergy would they have

Philip Hamilton: Shy!Philip Small,shy,insecure s/o Hands nsfw + fluff Being close to Philip after Reynolds pamphlet  Going to Disney / wedding day / when you’re sad When you’re sick Kink talk S/o waiting until marriage  Talks without thinking Prone to fainting s/o Christmas time Jealous Valentine’s Day As a husband S/o has food poisoning Drunk s/o NSFW Alphabet Wet dreams Comforting after a long day Silent hugs Day before the wedding

Thomas Jefferson: Playing hard to get Significant other having kids already Significant other being pregnant Comforting you after a panic attack caused by yelling Depression + Anxiety s/o How he kisses Shy appearing, but freak in the sheets s/o Breakdown due to work s/o Rollerblade date Horny s/o Proposing Cons of dating Waking up next to Small but ‘fight me’ s/o Hands nsfw + fluff S/o with their sweatpants on S/o in their dress shirt, dancing around Depressed reader Jealous/protective of reader Significantly short s/o S/o having an anxiety attack, immobilised Doing s/o makeup S/o speaks French NSFW Alphabet NSFW Alphabet Lovesick With a baby

Lovesick!Thomas: Part 1 // Part 2 Original Drabble Asked out on Valentine’s day by reader Going on a date First time First kiss One year anniversary First fight Pregnant reader NSFW Alphabet

Hercules Mulligan: Significant other having kids already Comforting you after a panic attack caused by yelling  Playing hard to get Kink talk Horny s/o Rollerblade date Depression + Anxiety s/o Breakdown due to work s/o Insomniac s/o Seeing you in a breathtaking dress How he kisses Being turned on Small but ‘fight me’ s/o Southern s/o Tomboys s/o With pets Proposing Cons of dating Coming home to reader asleep Waking up next to Seducing someone S/o with their sweatpants on S/o in their dress shirt, dancing around Seducing their already lover Doing s/o makeup S/o on period NSFW Alphabet Comforting after a long day Equestrian reader Silent hugs Day before the wedding How protective Asking about BJs What allergy would they have

James Madison: Yandere!James (I tried) Significant other having kids already Significant other being pregnant Breakdown due to work s/o Hands nsfw + fluff Comforting you after a panic attack caused by yelling Insomniac s/o Depression + Anxiety s/o Rollerblade date Proposing Pros + cons of dating Rained out date NSFW Alphabet

John Laurens: Significant other having kids already First date Playing hard to get Face riding nsfw Horny s/o Being turned on When you’re sick Breakdown due to work s/o Seeing you in a breathtaking dress Comforting you after a panic attack caused by yelling How he kisses Depression + Anxiety s/o Rollerblade date With pets Insomniac s/o Small but ‘fight me’ s/o Southern s/o Tomboys s/o Proposing Finding out you’re pregnant With pregnant reader Coming home to reader asleep Cons of dating Waking up next to Christmas time Seducing someone S/o with their sweatpants on S/o in their dress shirt, dancing around Seducing their already lover Doing s/o makeup NSFW Alphabet Comforting after a long day Equestrian reader Silent hugs Day before the wedding How protective Asking about BJs What allergy would they have

Badboy!John:  Christmas time Valentine’s x innocent reader

Marquis de Lafayette: Significant other having kids already Playing hard to get Small but ‘fight me’ s/o Horny s/o Being turned on Rollerblade date Insomniac s/o Depression + Anxiety s/o Breakdown due to work s/o How he kisses Shy appearing, but freak in the sheets s/o Seeing you in a breathtaking dress With pets Tomboys s/o Southern s/o Comforting you after a panic attack caused by yelling Cons of dating Proposing Waking up next to Christmas time Seducing someone Coming home to reader asleep S/o with their sweatpants on S/o in their dress shirt, dancing around Seducing their already lover Unconfident reader Sexually shy s/o Loud, talkative s/o Doing s/o makeup After someone cheats S/o on period S/o speaks French SD x how they met Stripper!Laf s/o visiting him at work NSFW Alphabet Comforting after a long day Equestrian reader Silent hugs Day before the wedding How protective Asking about BJs What allergy would they have

Gladiator!Laf HCs: pt.1 Winning the reader  Swords How they met Sneaking out to see him

Samuel Seabury:

Cons of dating NSFW Alphabet

George Washington: Significant other being pregnant  Horny s/o Random Hcs Waking up next to  Cuddles / Kisses N+SFW Alphabets

SugarDaddy!Gwash: Sugar!Daddy / Drabble / General HCs SD x insecure reader drabble SD x insecure reader SD x readers unsupportive fam SD x reader who’s worried about finals SD x reader who’s seductive without knowing it SD x reader who got hurt SD x reader after a fight SD x reader has anxiety attacks

Aaron Burr: Significant other being pregnant Rollerblade date Breakdown due to work s/o Being close to Philip (daughter)  Depression + Anxiety s/o Comforting you after a panic attack caused by yelling Proposing Christmas time  NSFW Alphabet

Poly!Hamilsquad: Kinks in bed Chubby s/o Drunk s/o S/O who doesn’t like Valentine’s  Pregnant reader Bookworm s/o Energetic s/o S/o who doesn’t like to eat S/o who dances around to music S/o with substance abuse Hot headed reader Depressed s/o Seeing s/o crying S/o insecure in clothing How they fight Lingerie surprise Selectively mute s/o Reader stealing kisses

How they met (Roman AU)

Poly!pegulette (? Peggy + Herc + Laf): What it would be like to be the shortest Coming home to reader asleep

Poly!GCS (? King G III + Charles Lee + Seabury): General HCs

#spilledkauffie #HC MASTERLIST #I won't be home until 11:40pm (my time) so here ya go!

[bunnyboys]

Ok so @pinkislouder, @loveloveolivia and @teamnouis tagged me in this and i love you all very much ♥️ (I'm doing this on my phone bc obviously my laptop just died rip so sorry if it looks shit) Rules: Once you have been tagged you are supposed to write 92 truths about yourself. At the end, choose 25 people to tag! THE LAST… 
1. Drink: fanta i think, i didnt want to but there was nothing else 2. Phone call: at work probably but thats boring so i think it was floor yesterday 3. Text message: the niall larries gc about elk her drama its hilarious 4. Song you listened to: cold (sak noel remix) - maroon 5 5. Time you cried: Lmao last night, when i had this one hour breakdown. It was ugly HAVE YOU EVER… 
6. Dated someone twice: I have never dated in my LIFE 7. Been cheated on: gonna take the same answer as amber, my friends yes 8. Kissed someone and regretted it: more like not kissing someone and regretting it 9. Lost someone special: yes 10. Been depressed: ha, very much 11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: enough times for sure LIST 3 FAVOURITE COLORS: 12. soft pink 13. dark green 14. bordeaux red IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU… 
15. Made new friends: definitely online and outside of the interwebs 16. Fallen out of love: cant say i've ever been in love so, no 17. Laughed until you cried: too many times to count 18. Found out someone was talking about you: oh :) enough times :) 19. Met someone who changed you: i guess, but in a good way 20. Found out who your true friends are: definitely 21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: yup for sure 22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: like 95% 23. Do you have any pets: not anymore :( i have cacti now :) 24. Do you want to change your name: nah i'm the only female cornetto in this family and will stay that way until i die 25. What did you do for your last birthday: basically same story as amber, went to our favorite bar, got free shots from our favorite bartender, got shitfaced, oh and in the morning floor was there and we hung around with my family 26. What time did you wake up: 5:15am bc work rip 27. What were you doing at midnight last night: probably reading fic and telling myself to go the heck to sleep 28. Name something you cannot wait for: to meet @rogueandeskimo and see harry tbh 29. When was the last time you saw your mother: uhhh i think its been 3 weeks already idk 30. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: Move the fuck out and get myself away from this toxic ass family 31. What are you listening to right now: my neighbours outside, its amusing 32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: I actually had a crush on a boy named tom when i was like 6/7 didnt work out, LUCKILY 33. Something that is getting on your nerves: the fact that my laptop jUST DIED and like lets not go deeper into this 34. Most visited website: Tumblr and twitter, a surprise 35. Elementary: it was good, it was weird but a good kind, very carefree 36. High School: the best and worst time of my life, no exaggeration 37. College/university: college was good, learned a lot about myself very important 38. Hair colour: orange, ginger whatever you wanna call it nowadays 39. Long or short hair: shoulder length 40. Do you have a crush on someone: yes if niall counts 41. What do you like about yourself: Not much atm but i guess i kinda look ok sometimes and i can be funny at the right moment 42. Piercings: nope 43. Blood type: wouldnt know if my life depended on it (ha medical jokes) 44. Nickname: my last name, cornetto, ams, am, ginger, theres more on this list 45. Relationship status: couldnt be more single 46. Zodiac sign: capricorn 47. Pronouns: she/her 48. Favourite TV show: gilmore girls, grey's anatomy, orphan black, friends, jessica jones 49. Tattoos: none yet 50. Right or left hand: right FIRST… 
51. Surgery: never had one, did break a lot of bones tho so i walked around with a cast every other 6 weeks 52. Piercing: none 54. Sport: Handball, did it for atleast 7/8 years before i quit, still love that sport to bits. Loved swimming also, was very good at it but like never did competitions 55. Vacation: my parents took me somewhere to germany as i remember but i also remember going to disneyland paris bc my aunt and uncle just got married and i was their braidsmaid at the age of 4 i dont remember which one happend first 56. Pair of trainers: probably some vintage ass shoes my mom found, they were red tho i think 57. Eating: my dinner, it was a salad. My brother left me some chocolate tho so i'll probably eat that in a bit bc well i had a salad for dinner what do you expect 58. Drinking: nothing 59. I’m about to: sleep probably 60. Listening to: not sure yet, maybe harrys album maybe mitam maybe my summer playlist 61. Waiting for: good things to finally fucking happen 62. Want: to be in greece right now thank 63. Get married: Maybe one day, if i find the right person 64. Career: all i've been thinking since dropping out is how much i want to have my own b&b somewhere on the countryside in england, beautiful perfect YOUR TYPE… 
65. Hugs or kisses: I havent kissed anyone in ages jesus but i'm also a very big cuddler, no one really knows this about me i guess but i love it so i'm gonna say hugs 66. Lips or eyes: Lips fascinate me IM SORRY I KNOW ITS WEIRD dont ask lets move on 67. Shorter or taller: shorter but i dont mind anyone having the same hight as me, i dont even mind anyone taller but that doesnt happen much anyway 68. Older or younger: i prefer older but doesnt matter much actually 70. Nice arms or nice stomach: this is a stupid question it doesnt fucking matter 71. Sensitive or loud: loud for sure, love what amber said. Give me someone like louis 72. Hook up or relationship: atm i dont care but i'm definitely a relationship person 73. Troublemaker or hesitant: troublemaker, bc i can be quite hesitant eventho im very adventurous HAVE YOU EVER… 
74. Kissed a stranger?: i .. have not 75. Drank hard liquor?: sure enough 76. Lost glasses contact/lenses: only a couple sunglasses 77. Turned someone down: godsjs enough times 78. Sex on first date: not sure if you can count it a date and we already knew eachother for years but anyway yes 79. Broken someone’s heart: idk probably 80. Had your heart broken: ohhh yeah 81. Been arrested: no 82. Cried when someone died: yes 83. Fallen for a friend: hahahah :) DO YOU BELIEVE IN… 
84. Yourself: I'm trying my friends 85. Miracles: I'm not sure i believe in miracles i do believe that some things happen because thats how they were supposed to be 86. Love at first sight: I dont, as amber said attraction at first sight, yes definitely 87. Santa Claus: Uh duhh, havent you watched his movies?! He's out there 88. Kiss on the first date: how can you not believe in this???? I believe in this the MOST 89. Angels: harry and louis literally exist how the FUCK can you not believe in angels OTHER… 
90. Current best friend’s name: (i HATE US but same as amber AGAIN) i dont call one person my bestfriend anymore, i have a small circle of bestfriends 91. Eye colour: green/greyish i guess 92. Favourite movie: 10 things i hate about you, clueless, the batman trilogy, catws Soooooo this took me longer than i planned, anyway lets tag @hunkyniall @yslsaint @givelarryachonce @actualhumansunshine @nowayoutalongwaydown @iicfhome @celestineal @bananasnouis @loveableirishman @peppyniall @bus1pride i want to get to know y'all, if you dont want to do this trust me i get it dont worry xxx

#thats not 25 ppl but idc #also amber i couldve barely changed anything in this fucking thing #i hate us #anyway this is gonna look ugly when i post it iM SORRY