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ghostboneswrites2 · 2 months

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Sick of You pt.2

Second part to this request.

Summary: Reader saves Daryl's ass again and finally gets the respect she deserves.

18+ MDNI || Warnings: TWD Typical violence, profanity, over the counter drugs

Things have gotten better since your heated exchange with Daryl in the woods. You two haven't grown any closer, but you don't feel the need to avoid him anymore. The most you get is a curt nod when he passes you by. You're fine with that, though.

Today is your rest day, so aside from morning and afternoon inventory, you don't have any chores on your itinerary, which you are grateful for. Most people get rest days once a week, but you tend to be forgotten in that regard, so yours aren't nearly as frequent. Your only plans for the day are to sleep, eat, drink, and repeat. That is, of course, until;

"Hey, (Y/N)? I hate to ask, but everyone else is swamped with work today. Daryl was supposed to be back hours ago. I'm worried something might've happened." Rick asks, leaning on the bars of your cell. You reluctantly uncrust your sleepy eyes and stare down at him. "It was supposed to be a quick in-and-out at the pharmacy just a few miles down the road due south. It's a small town, barely any walkers last I was there. Think you could go and see what you see?"

You sigh and sit up. "Sure." You croak.

"I really wouldn't ask if--"

"It's okay. Really. I don't mind." You wave him off. You do mind, actually, quite a bit. However, it's only fair if you're the only one not working.

"I'll load a car for you. Just get yourself ready. I'll have all the supplies you need in the car." He says. You nod and he walks away. With a groan, you yawn and stretch before quickly throwing on your cleanest jeans and least stained shirt.

"All loaded up." Rick informs you as you approach the vehicle. "Water, snacks, weapons, some tools if ya need 'em."

"Cool." You nod. "Thanks. I'll be back."

"Be safe."

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The town was not clear of walkers. Not at all. There was a swarm of them around the little drug store where Daryl was supposed to be, and judging by how desperately the walkers clawed at the building, you could only assume he was trapped in there. God damn it.

"Shit." You mumble as you slowly drive by the building. A few walkers turn their attention to you, but not enough. Then, you remember the Bon Jovi CD Rick had tucked away in the glove compartment. "Hell yeah." You smirk to yourself as you stop the car and slide the disc into the player. You crank the radio as loud as it'll go. The first song that plays feels ironic, as it's called Wanted Dead or Alive. You shrug it off and honk the horn, revving the engine, trying to gain as much undead attention as you can.

"Come on you dead fucks!" You call out of your cracked window that you inched down for airflow. "Come and get me!"

The dead begin to peel away from the building, inching toward your car in a swarm. Before you can get buried too deep in corpses, you press the gas, driving just fast enough that they couldn't catch up, but not so fast they'd lose interest.

For the sake of spirit, you belt out the lyrics you know. Any extra noise to draw them after you.

"I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride.. I'm wanted dead or alive.. Wanted dead or alive"

You can't help but laugh at the stupidity of the situation. The song, the walkers, the way you're singing. It was like going on a road trip with a divorced dad or something. As you peek in the rearview mirror you realize just how many of them were after you now. At least twenty, maybe more. There was no way you'd be able to fight them all off, not even with Daryl's help. You resort to taking a turn down a random street, hoping it would circle back to the main road and you'd be able to lose them that way.

Luck is not on your side today, though. The road turns out to be a dead end. What are your options here? This puttering little car wouldn't survive a rogue assault if you tried to mow through the herd. No, you'd have to get clever, and fast, because your car is stopped and they're getting close.

In a fit of quick thinking, you throw the bag Rick packed for you over your shoulder and make a run for it into the trees surrounding the street. You leave the car running with the music blaring. Hopefully that will keep the bulk of them focused on the car while you make a break for it.

The plan works for the most part. Any of them that followed you into the trees are too far back to be an immediate concern, and the few stragglers in the woods that are being drawn to the sound of the radio are easy enough to take down if they get too close for comfort.

You dodge branches and fallen logs as you bolt through the trees back toward the main road. When it's in sight, you're relieved to see only a small amount of walkers remained. You don't worry about them. Instead you backtrack to the pharmacy as fast as you can, hoping Daryl will still be there waiting for you so you don't have to try to get back to the prison on your own without wheels.

Your chest is starting to feel tight and hot as the cardio catches up to you. As you slow to a slow jog, you peer over your shoulder. Five or so walkers are behind you, but you have enough distance on them to ignore them for the time being. You decide to keep your slow jogging pace. The pharmacy is in view now. All you have to do is keep going forward, so you do.

When you make it, you're completely out of breath. The vehicle Daryl took that morning is still there, so you know he hasn't left, and if he did he's on foot, which wouldn't be smart. You tug at the doors but they don't budge. You look back down the road. The walkers are a bit closer now.

"Daryl!" You call at the glass, hoping he hears you. "Daryl let me in!"

You slap at the glass but there's no movement from inside.

"Shit!" You exclaim. The walkers seem to be moving faster now that you're beginning to panic. You run around the building to see if there's a back door you can slide in through. There is, but it's locked. "Damnit!" You shout, kicking at the metal door. You know it won't open, but you figure maybe the banging of your boot against the metal will inspire Daryl to let you in. Speaking of, why isn't he letting you in? "Daryl! You okay in there?" You call for him. You don't have time to wait for a response.

Snarling bodies are creeping around the corner of the building. You pull your knife from your belt and ready it as you back away slowly. You can't decide if you should take them on or not. There are only a few, but there's still only one of you. "Fuck it." You mutter, lunging to stab one in the skull before backing away again.

You continue this maneuver as you circle the building. You keep your distance, lunge at one, then back away again. When you make it around the front again, you see movement from inside. "Daryl!" You call out. There are only two walkers left. You can take them, but you can't take the rest that are sure to find their way back to you.

The door swings open, and a bolt flies into one of the walkers. With haste you take down the last one and retrieve the arrow before you run inside. Daryl slams the door behind you and locks it.

"The hell you doin' out here, girl?" He hisses.

"Saving your ass, Dixon." You cross your arms triumphantly. "Which, I did a pretty damn good job at."

He ignores your gloating and drags you away from the glass, crouching with you behind the sales counter.

"The herd. That was you?" He asks.

"Yup. Bon Jovi came in clutch, if I do say so myself." You grin.

"Huh." He nods. "Well, we still got another problem."

"What is it?"

"The car. Someone siphoned the gas out while I was in here grabbin' the meds.Didn't even hear 'em. Tried to start it up and it wouldn't crank, so I got out and saw the gas tank open."

"Shit." You throw your head back. "I had to ditch the other car to evade the damn freaks."

"Alright." He sighs. "We just need a plan, and fast. Before that herd circles back."

"Okay." You take a breath. "So, no vehicle, herd incoming, need a plan... Why don't we just book it? Run as fast as we can through the trees before the walkers come back. The prison is only a few miles away. We can be back bye tonight."

"Nah. No idea how many of 'em are out there, or who else is out there. Walkers don't get tired, we do." He shakes his head.

"Well, do we really have another option?"

"Guess not." He nods. "Here." He holds out a packet of pills. You examine the label.

"Caffeine pills?" You press your brows together.

"Worth a shot. Might keep us goin' longer." He shrugs. You nod.

"Good idea." You say as you pop two pills out of the packet and swallow them. You pull a water bottle from your bag and chug it, offering it to him when you're done. He takes two pills for himself and takes a few swigs of water before you pack the bottle away and stand up.

"Ready?" He asks.

"Yeah, but first I gotta ask. Why didn't you let me in the first time I tried?" You wonder.

"Passed out. Walker was in here, caught me off guard. I hit my head. Stayed up long enough to lock the doors. Woke up to you bangin' in the back."

"Oh." You nod. "I'll forgive you this time."

With that. the two of you run out of the back and into the trees behind the parking lot. You follow him, assuming he knows where he's going, and don't stop until you can't run anymore.

By that point its nightfall.

"Daryl." You pant. "I can't anymore."

He slows down and leans on a tree, propping his hands on his knees while he catches his breath.

"Okay. We walk from here." He agrees.

"Here." You offer him some water, which he gladly takes. You drink some too before tucking it away again. You stumble behind him as the two of you walk, exhausted from sprinting and coming down from the caffeine rush.

"So." You begin.

"So?"

"So... I showed you what I can do." You gloat.

"Yeah." He sighs. "Ya did good, (Y/N)."

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fictionalwh0ree · 2 months

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✩ 1.5k celebration ✩

thank you guys so so sooo much for 1.5k

for the next couple days, i'll be taking requests on any character i write for

ive collected prompts from different prompt lists, they're just under the line

send a request with one of the following prompts and the character and i'll write a little blurb!

ly <33

prompt list

✩ you're blushing prompts by @thepromptswhisperer

“You’re blushing.” “Yeah, so? Never seen anyone fall for your charm before?”

“Are you okay? You look a little…” “I’m fine!”

“Are you actually blushing?” “No! Shut up.”

A smiles fondly when B starts to blush and draws them closer, allowing them to hide in their embrace.

“This never happened, do you understand?! If I find out you mentioned this to anyone, I’ll…”

A touches their own heated cheeks (, maybe to confirm that they really are blushing. Not that they didn’t already know.)

“I’m not blushing. It’s from the cold.” “Yeah. Sure.”

✩ the sweet early morning things by @novelbear

sleepy, playful smiles as they both take in eachothers messy morning appearance

"you look your cutest like this." "but i just woke up." "i know what i said."

snuggling into the others neck to shield their eyes from the sunlight

peppering small kisses all over their face to wake them

"your morning voice is so hot." [laughs] "what?"

waking up a little earlier than usual, meaning they get the luxury of snuggling further into their blankets and lover to go back to sleep.

accidentally falling back asleep, too entangled and comfortable in one another's warmth.

✩ make 'em swoon by @creativepromptsforwriting

a subtle wink

holding them close by their hips

pulling them on their lap

smirking in a way that suggests more

hugging them from behind

a kiss pressed to the neck

lips brushing against their ear

whispering to them like they're alone in the world

✩ valentine's prompts by @scealaiscoite

“you really planned this?! remind me how you’re single, again?”

“has it occurred to you that we’ve spent more valentine’s days with each other than with people we’ve actually been dating?”

“wow, someone’s looking good. hot date, or what?”

“ i wanted to treat you how i should’ve before.”

“you really thought i wouldn’t remember what you like? please, give me a little credit.”

“i understand if you don’t want to, but i wanted to tell you that i planned a few things for us today.”

“i couldn’t think of a better night to show everyone how in love with you i am.”

✩ in between by @keyotosprompts

"was that a good conversation?" "oh... yeah. it was great" "great." [and there's this thick, awkward silence afterwards].

person a and person b are dating, and person a just finished a conversation with someone person b was jealous of. when they get home, person b is a bit more clingier and so much more touchy. cue a's teasing and b hiding their face in the crook of a's neck.

^ "so... are you finally gonna admit you were jealous?" "uh, no, because i wasn't" (b says as they press kisses to a's neck and hold a close to their body).

"and i love you. i love it when you do the double-tuck thing with your hair when you're nervous, does [person c] notice that? do they know that when you shove your hands in your pockets, you're really just doing it so you can fidget without anyone knowing? or, what about the way you look at people–" and person a is in total shock the whole time.

person b is sulking after seeing person a reunite with someone they've been close to since forever (think family friend...yikes). person a thinks it's adorable and goes to "comfort" b by peppering their face with kisses and giving them words of affirmation.

✩ phrases/actions that have my legs divorcing by @loveisanimaginarydagger3000

Watching in awe as your partner slides their finger into their mouth with your cum on it.

“Yeah?” They say with a hint of teasing to their tone, “And what if I do this?” They say, changing their rhythm slightly and hitting your weak spot.

Toying with a piece of clothing, whether that be the collar of your shirt, slowly undoing your belt, sliding a finger under the waistband of your underwear before letting it snap back against your skin.(The last one ahhhh)

“If you want something, you have to use your words.”

“Remember who’s in charge here baby, I’d choose your next words carefully.”

“I’m sorry, what was that? I couldn’t hear you over all the noise you were making.” (Someone write an enemies with benefits to this I beg)

✩ fluff prompt list by @acourtofswiftiesandshadowdaddies

“You look really good in my clothes”

“I could just stare at you forever” “Creep”

“I wish you could see the way I see you”

“This isn’t just a(n) [object], it’s a promise”

“Come back to bed”

“My parents love you”

“Our kids are gonna be *mwah*!”

“I know you had a bad day, so I made you cookies”

“I'd be a great parent, I’m just saying”

“You remembered my birthday?”

“Come on, love, let’s get you home.”

#billie eilish x reader #dean winchester x reader #dallas winston x reader

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cavalcleave · 6 months

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A Usual Mission Night

Warnings: Descriptions of blood and gore. | Characters: Monsterwyn, Doc (guest character belonging to @/bunquest) | Word-count: 4,559 | AN: once again Doc has a new job called babysitting. also congrats everyone i had to talk abt the weird shit going on w Wyn's clothes in this one. also also happy late birthday to Maldwyns

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Doc watches the tv in her room, when she hears a knock on her door… it's softer than usual.

She goes to open it, finding a familiar face and sight. Monsterwyn is sleepily standing there, covered in blood.

"Oh! Hello dear." She greets, giving them a warm smile. "You’re back early. I’ll run you a bath and we can get you cleaned up in a few minutes, okay?"

"Okay…." Monsterwyn mumbles, coming inside. Most of the blood is dried and a majority of the viscera is cleaned off of them, but they still leave blood stains on the floor as they head in.

The two of them head into the bathroom, Doc drawing the curtain open for them. "Alright Wyn, you can wait here and hop into the tub while I grab your towel and the bubble soap."

"Yayyy bubble bath… and the fluffy towel…" Monsterwyn sleepily yet cheerily says.

Doc laughs at this, and heads out of the room to grab their towel. She opens her closet to grab it, it's an extra soft light purple towel, folded neatly after its last use.

When she returns, she hears the water running, and she opens a cabinet inside the bathroom and grabs their bubble soap. For now she places the towel on the toilet and the bubble soap on the rim of the tub.

"Do you want me to help or are you…" Doc pauses as she leans over to view them past the curtain, they had drawn it in back to be half closed. "Why are you still wearing your clothes in here again, I thought we talked about this."

Monsterwyn groans, "They're not even reeeeal it doesn't matter… it's a part of me now like how my bones… Are technically made out of my skin… and aren't all there. Maybe it's that my skin is made out of my bones…? I don't know." They say, letting out a yawn as they settle more into the warm water. "You can help though, I'm so sleepy… and get me my bubble bath."

"Alright, alright." Doc says, complying with their demands but not before taking her pinstriped shirt off and placing it next to their towel. Putting the bubbles in their bath and turning the water off when there's a sufficient amount. "You could at least take your boots off, tons of dirt on those I'm sure."

At her request they kick one of their boots at her. Causing her to protest. "Hey, don't throw them at me!"

"Then don't ask me to waste my time when I'm tired." Monsterwyn says, sticking their tongue out and blowing a raspberry at her. They gently toss the other boot over the rim of the tub with another kick. "Happy now?"

Doc briefly sighs, "Yeah, sure… now let's get to cleaning you up."

She helps them clean themself, which goes faster due to them sprouting tendrils to help. Even washing their hair, which makes them purr as she does.

"You were absolutely covered in the stuff, must be nice to get all nice and clean, huh?" Doc asks.

Monsterwyn hums a confirmation. "Stuck my head into a corpse like a vulture does for fun. And then Ace and Spike accidentally broke the water in the combat place again…" They explain.

"How do those too manage to do that so often… it's almost impressive." Doc says.

"No clue, it's different every time. I'm usually too busy mauling someone to notice it." Monsterwyn says, stretching out a bit in the warm water of the tub. "Plus I just focus on getting the job done so I can eat safely, fighting while sleepy is a lot harder… I'd have to resort to just choking em with tendrils, or absorbing them, but that'd make me sleep longer. Plus absorbing them alive is a pain, they don't stop squirming for hours, that hurts y'know."

"Um… yeah… I'll bet." Doc awkwardly replies.

"Yeah… it's kind of awful." Monsterwyn says, leaning their head back, purring. "I'm pretty sadistic and I love causing torturous deaths but sheesh… that takes way too long for so little payoff. I mean for it to really be torture I'd have to end up not falling asleep… I know I snore and stuff but the air flow usually gets cut off since I don't need the air to go anywhere because my lungs aren't really functional."

"Uh huh…" Doc says.

"Why are they telling me this?" Doc thinks.

"Yeah, so that's why I'm not eating people like a snake…." Monsterwyn says, yawning. "And whatever Spike and Ace are doing… I never pay attention to it… I'm just in that rush of slashing, biting, killing… blood…" Their voice slowly quiets down to a mumble as they close their eye.

In response, Doc splashes their face with water. "Hey! Don't fall asleep in my bathtub." Doc exclaims.

Monsterwyn yelps and jolts upright again. Letting out a wail, they start to complain, "But it's cozy, comfy and warm… can't you make it warm forever?"

"Maldwyn, you say this everytime you take a bath in my house. I can't just let you sleep in here, the water will just get cold. I don't know what's so appealing about the tub, don't you like the bed better for being softer?" Doc asks. "Plus I'm not going to boil you in water."

"I know they have low standards for places to sleep but this is ridiculous. They've got to be fucking with me or something." Doc thinks.

"Boil me in a teapot pleeeeease…" Monsterwyn wails dramatically. "It's silly but... it's nice to feel warm all over… y'know? It's so different from a heated blanket…"

Doc makes a mental note. "I should take Wyn to a hot tub or perhaps a sauna… they would love it."

"That's really interesting, Wyn. But you've got to get dry, you're all clean." Doc says, letting the soapy water drain out.

"But Doooooc I was cozyyyy…" Monsterwyn whines, "You're so cruel…"

As the tub empties, Monsterwyn stands up, causing Doc to grab their towel. "Remember, let me give you the towel before you--"

She doesn't get to finish her instruction before Monsterwyn shakes themself off like a dog when it's wet, getting water everywhere.

"I thought I told you to quit that until I give you the towel… there's water everywhere…" Doc says, wiping her glasses clean of a soapy water droplet.

Monsterwyn whines, "I can't help it, it's my instincts giving me that impulse."

"I know…" Doc replies, she can't really get mad at them for it. "Here, dry up." She tosses them the towel.

Monsterwyn wraps themself in the towel, purring and rubbing their face on the soft material. They then step out of the tub, an unmistakable sound of claws against the hard surface of the tub. "Thanks, Doc…" They say. they almost immediately put their boots back on but they remember what Doc said about them being dirty.

Doc laughs at this sight, "You're welcome, Wyn. Now, I'll let you dry up. Remember, don't destroy anything in herr, I need all of this. No mirror punching, okay?" She gently reminds them. Before she turns to leave she grabs her pinstriped shirt and takes it with her.

Monsterwyn stares at her until the door closes behind her. Then they continue to dry themself off, delighting at the softness of the towel. After a few moments, they're mostly dried up. They absentmindedly stretch their feet, then recoil, removing one foot from the ground and the bathroom rug on top of it.

"Ugh… that's still weird… textures on the ground are so weird." Monsterwyn thinks, slowly putting their foot back on the rug. "This rug isn't awful though, just wet. Only have to worry about not accidentally clawing it. No idea why Doc tries to make me take my boots off all the time… they're not real… Well… kind of real. But I make sure there isn't dirt or anything sticking to it when I get inside."

Monsterwyn looks down at their feet, they're similar in appearance to their hands in that they're purple and clawed. The only differences being that the purple coloration isn't spread as far and their toeclaws are shorter and stubbier. "I don't get it, it's not like these are cute. I don't have paws or anything. Plus they just make snuggling more dangerous since I can accidentally cut her. But whatever."

They quickly dry off their feet then pick up their boots to take out of the bathroom. "Still don't know what's up with these honestly… my clothes are a part of me and I can absorb stuff through them… but yet I can just take all of it off. My body is weird under all of it but… it can still be separated. I'm tangibly real but… I know my original body has been eaten away at this point, it has to have been… there's no reason why it's so weirdly… Ugh but then how are the colors right? I remember it, my body was paling right before my eyes… and then how does my good eye still look right and the scars…." Monsterwyn thinks, huffing in frustration.

"It's all confusing! I don't get it! I break down living stuff within a day yet somehow I'm supposed to believe that my body hasn't been eaten and this is reversible… ha… It's definitely way too late now. Not that it'd do much good, they're almost all gone… the rest of my kind. I could turn someone but… why would I want to make someone else suffer this fate, I hate it and I'm probably the thing best suited for it." Monsterwyn thinks. "I wish I could meet other people like me… the red king, well… he doesn't like me I think… he pities me more than he likes me. He refused to tell me where the rest of them are… if they're even still alive… and the only other way to meet more is… for them to be born cursed, right? That's an issue too, how am I gonna manage that? Hm, maybe it's best to not think about the logistics of that… I know how that works with people… but how would that work now? We're all goo and stuff…"

Monsterwyn drops their boots on a welcome mat. "Should worry about my constant hunger more, though, even if I'm full now." They think, absentmindedly rubbing their stomach as it aches from how full it is. "Maybe too full, but I guess that's what happens when a wild animal gets to indulge in too many fresh kills. Kinda refreshing to actually have the time to finish, though."

"Should probably start limiting myself, I know I only need one corpse but with that many to spare… It gets tempting." Monsterwyn thinks, yawning as they make their way to Doc's room. "Doing without the pain would be nice though. And Doc isn't gonna skimp out on breakfast… even if it doesn't affect much. Well, if I can even wake up after this…"

Doc looks up from what she's doing, was she reading? ... Whatever they don't pay it much mind. Monsterwyn's first priority was laying in bed and getting comfortable so they could sleep. "Hey Wyn, ready for bed?" She asks them.

"Mmm… pretty much, I think." Monsterwyn replies. "Unless you're planning on surprising me by feeding me more blood… Ha! You'd never give me a taste…"

"And I'd be too afraid of accidentally messing up and biting the wrong place and killing her…" Monsterwyn thinks, as they get on the bed, immediately laying on their back beside her and letting out a sigh of relief.

"C'mon you know I don't have any of your sleep rations on mission days anymore. Annie sends me your schedule ahead of time so you don't get a stomachache." Doc says.

Monsterwyn stretches out a bit, getting comfortable until their stomach groans as it begins to ache again. "Like that stopped me." They say, jokingly letting out a laugh.

Doc laughs with them, but watches out of the corner of her eye as she reads. Hearing them whine and then seeing them put their claws on their stomach and rub it gently, trying to soothe the pain. It makes her think about her temptation ever since they started getting friendly with her, to pet their tummy. Though the first time she tried it they bit her, she'd love to gain their trust to be able to do that.

"Too much to eat huh?" Doc comments, giving them a pet on the head.

"Sometimes we kill so many people… and I can't help it… There's this need inside me to eat and eat. To be fair, my meals before the ZPA were… let's say overly generous scavenging in terms of fill." Monsterwyn replies, letting out a purr. "I only ate two extra this time! It's not worse than the other time."

"I know, I remember. You were out for a few days that time. I didn't know it could go on for that long… you could probably hibernate through the winter like a bear if you had enough food." Doc says. "How do you fit all of that though? It's a ton of meat and organs… and bones? I don't remember if you eat those…"

"Oh I crushed it up inside me, the benefit of being able to do anything with my body is that I can crush my guts up to fit more stuff in there. I should probably stop doing that though… I think I'm eating way too much…" Monsterwyn says, guilt in their tone. "And I eat anything organic, it's just gotta come from a person. Doesn't matter if it's an elf or whatever, humanish stuff. I mean animal stuff digests fine, it just doesn't give me much energy. It just goes poof after at least a day."

Doc hums in thought. "Well, if it only gives you a bellyache then what's the harm? Especially when we know medicine works on you, I could probably find something that could work for you."

"It's only a little embarrassing I guess… I'm like one of those big snakes I'm helpless after I eat… And it makes me look like I've got a big weak bubble on me…" Monsterwyn says, poking a claw at their distended belly. "I guess that's not too bad though since it usually lasts only a day. And you'll be nice about it, because you're my friend, you're not gonna attack me while I'm asleep. One time that happened, sucked tor everyone involved honestly. Burst open, the meal I just ate everywhere and then I had to deal with the new problems and eat new food. Worst thing you would do is like… consider it cute maybe? Maybe play attack my belly but… I guess that wouldn't be too bad right now."

"... Would it, now?" Doc says.

"I suppose it would help with their bellyache, but would they really let me do that now?" Doc thinks.

Monsterwyn hums a confirmation, getting up to climb onto her lap and lay across it on their back. "It could be way worse, trust me. I'd take you fussing over me annoyingly and coddling me over every horrible thing that's happened to me after I ate. I'll take a little embarrassment over that stuff. Plus being with you… I could probably process the way I feel better. Being able to and stuffing my stomach full of meat all the time has been making me feel… strange, but not in a bad way." They say, purring in her lap.

"I mean, worrying about you and caring for you when you can't is just part of being a good friend, and we're best friends aren't we?" Doc asks.

"We're… you consider me your best friend?" Monsterwyn asks in return, blinking in confusion. "... I didn't really do much for you though, I didn't even leave you many gifts yet! I need to do more for you, I've gotta do um… do your work for you…? Wait, that wouldn't work uh… give you lots of gold, and guard you and take you places you need to go faster than your car and do chores for you and serve you forever!"

Doc stares at them for a moment, a little dumbfounded on how to approach… this. "I err… Wyn that's all a bit… extreme. I'm happy with how you are now and how our relationship is. You don't need to do anything for me, if you want to help, you can but… I'm not forcing you to." She says, petting them.

"But I can't just sit around doing nothing! I'm not that lazy, you deserve every shred of my service. Look, I can still do work while I'm full I'm just--" Monsterwyn cuts themself off as they lean back up as their stomach aches once more. They place a claw on it and gently rub it, growling in frustration. "C'mon work with me… look it's fine, it just hurts a little and I'm getting tired but as long as I'm awake I can be of service to you, Sweet Tooth."

"Wyn… you should really rest up. You need it after such a big meal. I know how much one person in you hurts with all the bones poking your guts, two will be just as painful, even if you crushed them up in there." Doc insists, gently pushing them back down with one hand on their chest. Surprisingly, they let her, simply blinking in confusion as she does it. Perhaps not expecting her to do that…

"But… I…" Monsterwyn starts but is forced to stifle a yawn. "I can still do stuff, I just gotta hurry now. Before I get too sleepy."

Doc hushes them, petting them a bit more. "Just rest up, Wyn. You can worry about all this later, you're too full right now. For right now focus on sleeping so you can start digesting this." Doc says, gently patting their distended belly.

"Am not… It's wasting time and it'll digest regardless. I can do something for you right now." Monsterwyn says, crossing their arms and puffing out their cheeks.

"So you don't want to stay cozy in my lap and get pets?" Doc asks, putting a hand on her chest as she feigns shock. "Unheard of! Who are you and what have you done with Maldwyn!"

"That's cheating of course I want pets and to be in your lap!" Monsterwyn whines.

Doc laughs at this response. "Well, All I'm hearing from you when you say you want to do stuff for me is that you don't want pets and to be cozy and warm in my lap."

Monsterwyn wails desperately. "No!! I want pets and coziness!" They shout, while reaching a claw out and gently hitting her cheek, like a cat pawing at something.

"That's what I thought." Doc says, giving them pets on the head. "Now if you want to stay cozy, warm and keep getting pets you're going to stay right here. You're not going to go off and try to do something for me, alright?"

"... Okay." Monsterwyn replies, a bit meekly.

Doc sighs, "I hope I'm not coming off as too harsh to them. I really want to be a good friend but… how am I supposed to deal with this?" She thinks and tries to take her hand back so she can comfortably read, but finds that action met with pleading mewls and a clawed grasp on her arm.

"Don't stop…" Monsterwyn pleads, looking up at her with a desperate look in their eyes. "It hurts…"

"It's okay… I won't." Doc reassures them with a soothing tone in her voice. "Not until it stops hurting, alright?"

Monsterwyn slowly lets go of her arm as she continues petting them. "Alright… Heal it right up…" They say, purring.

"Shh… shh… rest up, now… I'll take care of it. Relax, Wyn it's okay." Doc says reassuringly.

Once more Monsterwyn's stomach aches from being full, causing them to start gently rubbing it again while letting out a groan. "Least it's not as bad as when I ate like 6 people or however many it was… I felt like I was going to burst constantly…" They say.

Doc carefully considers her next words, if she offers to do this, would they bite her for even daring to ask? She knows they don't particularly like belly pets right now, but she isn't sure if it's a trust thing or generally just not liking it at all. She opens her mouth, hesitantly starting to ask. "Y'know it um… it might make you feel better a bit faster if I attacked at the source. It'll still be fine as is but, do you want me to give you some belly rubs?"

"Mmm… I guess it'll be nice to have a soothing feeling at the source…" Monsterwyn says, giving a hum of approval. "Go ahead, I won't bite this time, since you're just helping me sleep."

"Alright, if I'm doing something wrong and you want me to stop, tell me right away, okay?" Doc says, and with that approval gently places her hand on their belly. She decides to start slowly, gently moving her hand around in a circle. The purrs that start because of this being taken as a sign to keep it up.

Monsterwyn's purrs slowly grow louder as they lean their head back and close their eye. "That's perfect, keep it up. Shouldn't be an issue unless you start stabbing me with your nails." They say.

"Got it, don't you worry." Doc replies, slowly going a little faster. Even though she knows the contents inside them don't have too much room to get sloshed around, she's still careful due to Monsterwyn's tendency to also eat bones. Though their body not always having bones in their chest area doesn't help that worry.

"Maybe next time I'll fill myself up with blood so you can shake me around like a soda can…" Monsterwyn says, laughing at their own joke. "Can't fit as much blood without using my whole body as the storage instead though… wouldn't be satisfying like this anymore would it…"

Doc laughs along with them. "That sounds kind of strange though… is your whole body like a big stomach? " She asks.

"Pretty much! If you get stuck inside anywhere in any way I'm technically eating you. One time a long time ago I was doing this big siege on this castle as a giant beast and I was picking people up left and right and absorbing them. It was like… a big feast for me, and I mean I was killing them anyway, might as well eat them, y'know. That was part of how I learned eating live prey whole was super annoying." Monsterwyn explains enthusiastically. "There were so many that I just slept as a big beast instead of turning back and figuring out how to deal with it. There was way too much material in there and crushing it wouldn't help that much. So falling asleep on a destroyed castle as a huge monster was just the only option."

"You can do that?" Doc asks them in awe. She tried to imagine Wyn as a giant monster attacking a castle, and thought about them doing that now. "If you can do that… then why don't you do it again for your missions."

Monsterwyn shrugs, "Takes a lot of energy, It'd need to be worth it. Plus my attention would be split between tendrils to grab people and destroying whatever I need to destroy. If Annie needs that kind of power she'll need to make it damn well worth it. Plus I like being myself… and hunting my prey as an equal is satisfying. Being a giant monster is cheating basically."

"Why join the ZPA if you can just do that though? You could destroy and eat whatever you wanted." Doc asks.

"Probably wouldn't have ever worked out for me honestly." Monsterwyn says with a yawn. "This place is absurdly advanced, and electricity is everywhere, I'd stun myself into submission before destroying that much."

"You amaze me with how much you can just do on a whim, Wyn. Yet you're here getting bellyrubs because you ate one too many guys." Doc says.

Monsterwyn yawns again, "Not much of a monster if I'm not threatening… and super dangerous…" They mumble, starting to seem half asleep.

"I guess so… how do you keep making so much goo anyway?" Doc asks.

"Got a ton of reserves I think…? I don't know what happens to things when I eat them… either way… got a ton of it… makes it taste sweet." Monsterwyn says.

Although she's sworn they're talked about it before, she gets curious. "How sweet? I can't imagine it being sweet… you're very… bitter to me. That's what I think at least."

"I don't really know… I can't taste it… that's just what people tell me…" Monsterwyn says, voice growing soft as they get sleepier. "I guess you could taste it but… but that's a bad idea… It's poisonous. Annie would get mad if she found out I poisoned you…"

"Yeah… uh….. yeah." Doc agrees. "I guess Annie's gonna have fun experimenting with that."

"Not even mentioning the... mind control thing… gets complicated…" Monsterwyn mumbles.

"The huh? Wyn, stay with me, the what?" Doc says.

"I can take control of people with the goo… I don't know what to tell you… I'm tired… I'll explain it later." Monsterwyn says.

"Later is in a day." Doc says.

Monsterwyn yawns again, "Well too bad, you gotta wait. It's not that bad of a wait anyway." They say.

Doc sighs, "I guess that's true. Don't forget or I'll surprise attack you forever!" She says, suddenly giving their swollen belly a slap, causing them to yelp in surprise.

"Okay! Okay I won't! I promise, now I'm gonna head to sleep. If anything happens and you need me just wake me up, okay?" Monsterwyn says, getting more comfortable in her lap and turning on their side to curl in on themself.

Seeing no reason to keep them awake, Doc gets back to reading, keeping a hand on their belly to give them more rubs as they fall asleep.

"They have so much weird stuff going on with them… one day they'll finally tell me all of it." Doc thinks. "I guess for now I don't really have to worry about it… but I'm becoming something of an unofficial handler of them more and more lately…"

That would have to be a problem for future Doc, as she's rewarded currently with Monsterwyn starting to snore, they've finally fallen asleep. One of the most dangerous people she's met, simply curled up in her lap, having been lulled to sleep by her touch soothing a bellyache. It was oddly touching in a way, they had become friends so quickly after all.

But she shouldn't get too hung up on it, she still has a lot of time to relax until she has to go through an ordeal to get in bed in a way that won't disturb them. Again, though, a problem for future Doc. For now, all is peaceful, only the subtle sounds of a page turning and their constant snoring break the silence.

And she wouldn't have it any other way.

#original writing #monsterwyn #zpa monsterwyn #guest character #doc

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mango-dolphin · 3 years

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yo are the TMA bitches awake right now. can i pspsps some of y’all over to give me sfw sketch suggestions. i want to procrastinate on sleeping

#tma #the magnus archives #requests #i am so sorry that i'm doing this on like my main account #where my art is only merely tagged and i just go ape shitt on reblogs #well not recently. recently my brain has been like 'no reblogging we die like men'#so not many reblogs #anyways yeah i am begging u #martin ''knife'' blackwood is my favorite character :)#tim stoker is also my favorite character. they work together #my second favorite character is *reads hand* all of them #anyways yeah let's go #if i get requests like after i go to sleep then i'll draw 'em on the weekend

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slasher-trasher · 3 years

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So, i need to clear up drafts but i have several good ideas so :D!

SO crossovers ig. ¯\_ (ツ)_/¯ If anyone wants me to make one of these a long fic just request it.

Slashers x S/O who gets there dreams invaded by Freddy Krueger!

Warnings: bl00d, sw3@r!ng, murd3r ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Micheal Myers:

"AHHHHHHHH" you tossed and turned yelling. He immedatly got up looking at you as you screamed. He wondered what the hell was going on. He thought you had a very scary dream and watched you for a bit.

He grew concerned when you got tiny cuts on your neck and started bleeding out. He tried waking you up, shaking you.

You woke up screamnig and holding your neck sobbing. He held your arm, slightly concerend.

"There.. there was this guy!" you said trying to get out of shock. "He was wearing a red and green sweater or something"

He thought you were crazy, but you didn't cut yourself, so i guess it was real. He patched your wounds, hoping you'd get better.

He wanted to kill Freddy if it was the last thing he did.

Jason Voorhees:

"AHHHHH GET AWAY FROM ME" you said screaming and pushing, what seemed like nothing to Jason. He was severly startled, and a light sleeper already, so he fell out of bed. He looked over at you concerned, shaking you, of course Freddy scratched you and he knew immedatily who it was. He shook you waking you up.

You sobbed. "Baby.." you cried holding his arm, that was holding a glass of water and First Aid kit, "Th-there was this guy" you sobbed into his arm as he patched you up.

"I know who it is, I'll get him for you" he signed after he patched you up. You nodded ust holding onto him. He'll keep you safe, no matter what. His mother knew Freddy was in your dreams, and she knew shit was about to go down...

Chucky:

He was laying, watching tv or whatever, dolls can't sleep... All of a sudden he heard your screaming and fell off the bed.

"God damnit, peaice of shit" he said getting up, he needed your help getting back up so he just yelled your name, he looked over and saw you were oosing blood out, he got scared. "y/n.. y/n" he got a lit ciggerette and burnt your hand, waking you up.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" you yelled seeing chucky, you grabbed him and then the first aid kit. "chuck, there was this guy..." you said opening the first aid kit in shock. You quickly put a gauze on your neck to stop the bleeding.

"you okay?" he asked sitting in your lap. he was even more concerned when you didn't answer back. "I can kill 'em"

He didn't lie, he may bully you but he loves you.

Lester Sinclair:

He got home late, so he was terrffied hearing screaming from inside. He burst through the door to see the sheets drenched in blood.

"Y/N! are you okay!" he said shaking you, waking you up. you were gasping for air, teriffied.

"Lester" you cried grabbing his arm crying. He wrapped a cloth to stop the bleeding. He rubbed your back gently, "it's okay, im here now" he said in your ear trying to calm you, it worked a bit. "you wanna tell me whats wrong?"

"there, there was this guy, with kives for fingers" you cried, you told him everything, he didn't know what to do, so he told his brothers hoping they'd do something.

Vincent Sinclair:

"NO AHHHHHH" is all he heard before waking up, first instinct to shake you awake. You woke up scared. He saw you were in pain and he grabbed the First Aid tending to your wounds.

"Vincent.. there was this guy... he has this sharp glove" you cried into his chest. He was confused and he made you draw it out on his sketch pad, no matter how good you drawing skills are he can still make-out what you saw.

He cuddled you intill you felt better, he wanted you to feel safe with him, and of course he stayed awake with you. He asked Bo for help on what to do, but they didn't know what to do.

Bo Sinclair:

"PLEASE GET AWAY FROM ME" you yelled. He thought you were talking to him so he felt bad, scooting away from you... wait... why were you bleeding?

"Y/N... you're bleeding.." he said softly shaking you a bit, you tossed and turned scaring him to death, "Y/N!!!! Are you okay!!!" He yelled so loud Vincent could probably hear him.

You woke up sweating and scared. he tened to your wounds immedaitaly, to the best of his abilites, you sobbed into his arm, trying to find comfort. "There was this bacon man in my dreams..." you said shaking.

"Thats a pretty vivid nightmare-" he joked before you cut him off

"It wasn't just a nightmare, I was hurt here, in relaity. Not just the dream world" That just made him shit his pants. What if he's next?

Brahms Heelshire:

"AHHHHHHHHHH GET AWAY NO PLEASE" you yelled pushing away from nothing. He was scared to say the least...

"y/n" he said, nerouvesly

"AHHHHHH NO PLEASE" you yelled, he noticed you were bleeding and shook you really hard, waking you up with a loud yell, shaking the manor. He put his hand over the wound, to try and stop the bleeding, you eventually did it yourself, stopping the bleeding.

He akwardly hugged you, trying to make you feel better, to which you hugged back, still in a bit of pain. "what happened" he says in his child voice

"A man was chasing me, and hurting me"

"wow..." he said, slightly curious, "tell me more"

And so you did, you showed him what you saw and everything. The next day he kidnapped Malcom and made him fix it, poor Malcom, he had no clue what the hell to do. You freed him, at least.

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ravixen · 3 years

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Hi! May I request baseball player!Joshua x reader au with bullet points? I've been obsessed with sports themed media recently lol, maybe the reader could be either a fan or just a normal person, it's up to you. I would just love to see some sports!svt :)

baseball!joshua

➔ au!ramble || requested || sports!au

➔ warnings: y/n has a mom and a dad || notes: what is UP, i love sport!aus. irl sports? hm, it depends. anyway, head empty. thoughts filled with josh as a baseball boi <33

he's a professional baseball player scouted right out of high school. your dad works as one of their coaches, so you've crossed paths with him and the other players before

you're not really interested in talking to any of them, though. despite your dad's attempts at drawing you into the sport, it never stuck - you find it boring

doesn't mean you can't rattle off facts and figures in your sleep. it comes with being half-raised in the stadiums

someone once heard you mention baseball and challenged you to name the starting rotation of the pledis team, not knowing who your dad is. gatekeeping jerk. without blinking, you list all the players and members of the staff because you can

they gape at you, finally making the connection between your last name and your dad's. needless to say, they don't bother you again, except to ask for season's tickets like a leech

the first time you have an actual conversation with joshua is pretty tragic, actually. your dad was supposed to drive you home after practice, but the players are staying so long that you decide to catch a cab instead. you have a big test tomorrow, and a noisy batting range is not the ideal environment for flash cards

out of the corner of your eye, you see joshua step out of the gym, wiping sweat from his hair with the towel around his neck, but,,,someone didn't clean up after themself,,,

before you could warn him, he trips with a loud crash and a pained groan

ok ok ok no big deal. you'll call for a ride after you check on him. he's probably alright, if not a little embarrassed

but he's not getting up. he's laying there, clutching at his leg, which is a really bad sign

"the infirmary isn't far," you say, easing him into a sitting position. "do you want to go there? can you walk? or I can run to get someone, if you want?"

"no, I can - walk." he lets you help him up. sucks in a breath when he tries stepping on his injured leg. you throw one of his arms around your shoulders, curl an arm around his waist, and guide him to the infirmary down the hall

just your luck, though. the medic isn't in. he sits on one of the examination beds as you pillage through the cabinets. you've seen your fair share of injuries

"the best I can do for now is get you some ice to numb the pain. the medic will be better at figuring out what you need after." you toss him the ice pack. "I'll text my dad to let him know you're here."

he nods his thanks, expecting you to leave. so when you settle into one of the chairs and pull out a stack of index cards, his eyebrows rise to his hairline

"you're staying?"

"well...yeah. I'm not leaving you here alone. who knows, you might slip on a band-aid or something." a half-smile to take the bite out of your words.

oh, so you got jokes, huh?

he holds out a hand. "pass 'em over."

"huh? these?"

"since I got you stuck here, I might as well return the favor by testing you. as long as it's not a foreign language or something."

"but your leg-"

"is fine if I don't move it." he wiggles his fingers. "my phone's going to die and you're going to make me wait in silence until someone comes?"

good point

thing is, joshua's voice isn't very loud, so you keep scooting your chair closer. and closer. and closer before deciding to just sit next to him

that's how your dad finds you, side by side and looking way more comfortable with one of his players than he wants. took him long enough to check his phone - he always gets too absorbed in training to answer texts

joshua's injury ends up not being too serious, but he definitely needs to sit out for a few weeks to recover. and wow, since you're a sUpER heLPfUl person, you come to the stadium more often to keep him company, sitting on the bench as everyone else practices on the field

it sucks because his first game was coming up, but now his debut's pushed back

"what, nothing to study for today?" he asks the first time you sit down next to him

"no, but I brought cards if you get bored of watching the others."

he turns to face you fully. "I'll play if you don't mind losing. I'm pretty good at card games."

"oh yeah? you've never played against me before."

you visit often, and your dad is so conflicted because part of him loves that you're spending more time at his home away from home. but can you also pay attention to the sport and not just the cute boy :'((( pls,,,,,and JOSH, can you pls stop flirting with his baby,,,,,

time passes, and josh is finally getting back into training for his debut. asks you to attend his first game

you do, of course. your dad has a seat saved for you at the home stadium, but he always has to beg you to come. your parents' reaction when you show up in the family area without giving them a heads up??? you wish you had a camera to capture their faces

you settle into the chair like it's nothing out of the ordinary

aw crap i forgot to mention what position josh plays uhhhhh let's say pitcher for now??

anyway, he gets up on the mound and the game isn't starting yet, but before he winds up

he points to you with a boyish grin, hair ruffled beneath his cap, and yells: "remember your promise!"

your mom turns to you, like, promise???? what?? but you're not listening. you're watching pledis's newest star shake out his nerves. other than a win for the team, there's something else on the line

one. the crowd claps and whistles

two. the bleachers shudder under everyone's stomping

three. the cheers of the stadium echo in your ears

joshua hong, making his pitching debut on this fine spring day, managed to get a strikeout on his first try...and a date with you

#seventeen scenarios #jisoo scenarios #joshua scenarios #g: svt #m: jisoo #t: auramble #s: request #sportsau #anonymous #ravixen

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nakunakunomi · 3 years

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Wootwoot! We made it you guys! May 4th is my one-year anniversary on Tumblr. With some ups and downs and over 300 requests written, I'm gonna go ahead and say it was a successful year!

Monday until next Sunday I will do another Mini HC event, like we did for valentine! Open for all my fandoms, with mystery prompts to choose from.

Until then, I wanted to do a sleepover event. Unlimited asks and interactions for the weekend cause I feel like I haven't talked to a lot of you in a long while!

You can send me any classic sleepover question

Kiss, marry, kill

Would you rather

Top 3/5/10...

Questions about me

Questions about my anime, writings...

Theories (keep em spoiler free though!)

For this event, I will engage in a little bit of selfship talk if anyone were to be interested. Ask me about my F/o's and tell me about yours! Dynamics, habits... anything!

Questions about OCs

If you need some inspiration, I have included a couple of lists below the cut with questions id be 100% okay with.

Also, if you just want to chat, tell me about your week, a funny thing that happened to you, or a fun fact (i love fun facts especially if it's creepy or an animal fact)... A N Y T H I N G is welcome! There is no limit to your asks, spam me if you want! ♡

Look forward to talking to you guys!

Ps, I'll tag these #1yearSleepover if you want to block something against spam

Questions for OCs - Specify which one! Taken from here

1. How many different places have they lived?

2. What is their dream vacation?

3. What is their favorite color?

4. What is their favorite book?

5. Have they ever cheated on anyone before?

6. Have they ever been cheated on?

7. How many partners have they had?

8. What is their favorite food?

9. Are they a liar? Are they good at lying?

10. Introvert or Extrovert?

11. Have they ever been arrested and why?

12. Who would they sacrifice their life for?

13. What are their spending habits?

14. Do they like hot or cold temperatures better?

15. Are they religious?

16. If they could describe themself in one sentence, what would they say?

17. Do they have any overused catchphrases?

18. What makes them laugh?

19. Have they ever lost anyone close to them? How did it affect them?

20. Do they have a fast reaction time, or slow?

21. How do they react to praise?

22. How do they react to criticism?

23. Are they indoorsy or outdoorsy?

24. What are their biggest pet peeves?

25. Do they have any type of handicaps? How do they manage them?

Other ask game - taken from here

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

2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day?

3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books?

4: how do you take your coffee/tea?

5: are you self-conscious of your smile?

6: do you keep plants?

7: do you name your plants?

8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings?

9: do you like singing/humming to yourself?

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

11: what’s an inner joke you have with your friends?

12: what’s your favorite planet?

13: what’s something that made you smile today?

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

15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is!

16: what’s your favorite pasta dish?

17: what color do you really want to dye your hair?

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.

19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it?

20: what’s your favorite eye color?

21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that’s been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces.

22: are you a morning person?

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

24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets?

25: what’s the weirdest place you’ve ever broken into?

26: what are the shoes you’ve had for forever and wear with every single outfit?

27: what’s your favorite bubblegum flavor?

28: sunrise or sunset?

29: what’s something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing?

30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared?

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.

32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends.

33: what’s your fave pastry?

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?

35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? do you use them often?

36: which band’s sound would fit your mood right now?

37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean?

38: tell us about your pet peeves!

39: what color do you wear the most?

40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what’s it’s story? does it have any meaning to you?

41: what’s the last book you remember really, really loving?

42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it!

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

44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything?

45: do you trust your instincts a lot?

46: tell us the worst pun you can think of.

47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe?

48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today?

49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought?

50: what’s an odd thing you collect?

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

52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far?

53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? heathers? beetlejuice? pulp fiction? what do you think of them?

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

55: what’s the most dramatic thing you’ve ever done to prove a point?

56: what are some things you find endearing in people?

57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. how did it make you feel? did you dramatically reenact the lyrics?

58: who’s the wine mom and who’s the vodka aunt in your group of friends? why?

59: what’s your favorite myth?

60: do you like poetry? what are some of your faves?

61: what’s the stupidest gift you’ve ever given? the stupidest one you’ve ever received?

62: do you drink juice in the morning? which kind?

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

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

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

66: what would your ideal flower crown look like?

67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel?

68: what’s winter like where you live?

69: what are your favorite board games?

70: have you ever used a ouija board?

71: what’s your favorite kind of tea?

72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you’ll forget it?

73: what are some of your worst habits?

74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns.

75: tell us about your pets!

76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren’t?

77: pink or yellow lemonade?

78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub?

79: what’s one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you?

80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color? if so, why?

81: describe one of your friend’s eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of.

82: are/were you good in school?

83: what’s some of your favorite album art?

84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones?

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

86: do you like concept albums? which ones?

87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives?

88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy?

89: are you close to your parents?

90: talk about your one of you favorite cities.

91: where do you plan on traveling this year?

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

93: what’s the hairstyle you wear the most?

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

95: what are your plans for this weekend?

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

97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house?

98: when’s the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it?

99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them.

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?

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