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❝I am not a Valyrian Sex God.❞
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part 03 | pucker up, buttercup
chapter summary:
[ The line of friendship dances in uncertain waters when you and Aemond play the fake dating game a little too well. Helaena reveals much more than meets the eye to Aegon, and vice versa. Oh, and Alys. Hi Alys! ]
[ 5,399 ] [ series masterlist ] | best friend's brother!aemond targaryen x f!reader, ft. cregan stark x f!reader & aemond targaryen x alys rivers,
contains— mostly fluff, a wee bit angsty, a little smutty - profanity, i swear a lot sorry too shhshs - no use of y/n - no gods, no kings, no betas.
a/n— thank you so much for the love this little fic is getting so far!! it truly warms my heart that you people enjoy my twisty, crackpot humour and my version of a modern au for these characters!! as much as i am grateful for george for making these characters and these stories, i have to say what propelled me to write is the beautiful community i found. truly, from the bottom of my heart. ❥ fandom is built on community. i would not have had the courage to start writing fanfiction again if not for ya'll. so thank you so much. for the consumers and the creators. you, us, are the beating heart of fandom. please take care of each other. + comment, reblog & like at will, mwa ♡
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"Please tell me I haven't inhaled so much drugs in my system that I am hallucinating our— and I say this with a lot love, okay you know what? No. Our Nasty Little Bitch of A Grudge Holder we call, lovingly, a brother, is not dating the hottest friend you have? Hel? The hottest friend you told me if I ever came anywhere near, you'd rip me a new asshole? How is Aemond's asshole still intact?? Or does our brother just have a gaping fun-house slide down there? Hello? Hellooo, pay attention to meee. This is so rude, why didn't I call Daeron?"
"Because Daeron knows nothing and I know everything?" Hel snorts, finishing up re-naming Aemond's contact from CURRENT DUMB BRO to NASTY LITTLE BITCH OF A GRUDGE HOLDER, before turning to Aegon on her laptop.
Like she predicted, Aegon is already pouting, leaning back on what Helaena remembers is their grandfather's rum-coloured leather office chair. In his office. In Oldtown.
After a quick stint in Ibiza, it seems Helaena's brother had found himself back in the country, and worse— back in their grandfather's office. Without him in it.
"Grandpa's going to kill you." Helaena snorts. "How'd you even get inside his house?"
"This is not the first time I have been faced with a locked door, baby sister."
"You broke a window didn't you?"
"I really, really had to piss."
She rolls her eyes. Hard. "You are a boy. You can literally just pee anywhere."
Aegon flutters a gasp and a hand over his chest. "Excuse me? I may have a penis, but that does not mean I have to be uncouth. For shame, Helaena. Also disgusting. But that's not why I called." He steeples his fingers as he leans forward, pressing his elbows against the nice mahogany desk. "What the fuck is happening over there? I'll be there by tomorrow and I'd like to know what the fuck is happening before I start—" he wiggles his eyebrows salaciously, " — shaking things up."
A dark look crosses Helaena's usually amiable pretty face that has Aegon leaning back. "If you do anything— and I mean anything — to ruin what I have going on, Mother may help you for I certainly won't. The Stranger will look like an old friend, Egg, don't you fucking dare."
"What the fuck," Aegon exhales, wide-eyed and horrified. "Have you been watching M. Night Shyamalan movies again?"
"No," she lies. "I'm doing this for my OTP."
 "Oh my god, you're the one who roped them together?" Aegon strangles a sigh. "Lae-lae, we've talked about this. No matter how much you think they're cute, Aemond—"
"— Aemond and Alys broke up."
"Then they'll be together again before the weekend's out." Aegon rolls his eyes. "It's Aemond."
"Not like this." Hel shakes her head. "I got her to agree, Egg. And they're like... Gods, the pictures don't do them justice. They're magnetic. They make plans at the apartment, Aemond is there all the time— my OTP is happening."
"You are playing god between two people you care about."
"What else am I supposed to do?! They're obviously so hot for each other, and now that Alys is out of the picture, and she's there, right in front of him, Egg, you should see how it is between them. The energy. It's crackling. They have inside jokes, they're so comfortable with each other, and I will have the most beautiful nephew and niece—"
"—Helaena Targaryen," Aegon admonishes with finality. Hel quiets. Often times, the siblings forget Aegon is quintessentially the oldest sibling. They had never been close to their father's actual firstborn— the age gap is wide and there's just... too much complicated family fissures in between that it feels awkward, even when they're relationship is okay, to interact or consider Rhaenyra anything past a cousin you see every other holiday because you have to, much less now that their father's dead — so Aegon is their big brother.
And though they see it in bits, in flung comet pieces that you see preciously once every few hundred years— the vibe of big brother grasps the edges and reminds the younger siblings.
Sure, he's a dick. Sure, he's a whore. Sure, he's their mother's least and most favourite headache— but Aegon is their big brother.
"You cannot play puppeteer like this. This can blow up in their faces. And they care for each other. Their friends. If this blows up in their faces, it is going to hurt."
"I know that," Helaena says quietly, pout pinched but face mostly cleared. "You don't think I don't know?"
"I think you've already outweighed your chances and your choosing a possibility."
Helaena looks truly scolded at that point, and it juts a guilt down Aegon's stomach. But Aegon likes you. Maybe not like in the way that his brother likes you— in that intense, possessive way he gets with people and things he care about because there are so few of them — but he likes you. And he loves Aemond on a bad day, and likes him on a good one.
And Aegon knows, as a superior power about crashing and burning, that this is going to hurt both of you in ways that he truly doesn't think Helaena understands.
Because he isn't blind (as his brother) (bad joke?) (probably) to what he sees in Aemond's gaze when it looks at you. Sure it's possessive, sure it's the same way he looks at most people he keeps close to his heart.
But he was the one who saw how Aemond looked at you before Alys came into the picture. Before it morphed into nothing but platonic; morphed close to how he looks at Helaena. In that soft, I'm So Glad This Person Exists I Would Kill Literally Everyone For Them.
Aegon always thought he looked at you like he wanted to devour you. Etch you into his skin until your shape is in red marks across white plane. He looked at you like I Would Kill Myself If You Asked.
It was the possibility of devotion dipped in insanity. Aemond had so few things, much less people, who so vocally, physically, and emotionally cared for him without addendums.
The only real reason he never did anything before was because you were Helaena's best friend. Helaena loved you. And he couldn't destroy that alongside the fact that you might leave his side.
And then Alys happened and that focal point moved.
Aegon knew his brother. Not as intensely, and maybe that's the reason he could see it. To see clearly past the intensity and recognise its edges. Aegon knew his brother in his marrow.
"When this crashes and burns—"
"If!" Helaena quips stubbornly. "If it crashes and burns. Come home. You'll see, Egg. Aemond just needs to see."
"And what if she doesn't reciprocate, Lae-lae? She's not hard to love, and this is Aemond." Even Helaena knows his feelings, once taken root in whatever form, can blossom.
Helaena smiles softly. "Come home. You'll see. I can see it. I've seen it. The possibility of them, and it's so pretty, Egg."
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It's really not all that pretty, fake dating.
Maybe it could be, but Aemond Targaryen is such an ass.
"This is not like The Devil Wears Prada fashion montage," you grumble, pinching off the big, 60s, yellow sunglasses off your nose to glare pointedly at the man sat on lounge chair. "All the zippers and tugging— this is not as pretty! And I look ridiculous! I don't wear dresses like these, Aemy!"
"You don't look ridiculous, you look like my girlfriend." He makes his emphasis with an inch raised eyebrow and pouty lips twitching not to laugh. "That's the point, is it not?"
You make a drawl huff. It's not just that his words were right— that's what the past hour has been, roaming around all these big named fashion brands where the staff just knows Aemond Targaryen, if not just by him sauntering in with all the swagger of an asshole you'd walk the other side of the street to ignore, then by the flash of his black card (or three, 'cause what the fuck is money to Targaryens holy shit) — but the way he's sitting as he appraises every look he's chosen for you.
He's lax, as could be in his usually perfect posture, with his hips in the middle, and one leg braced down whilst the other is raised to his other thigh. A confident man's sitting position, with an arm over the length of the sofa, balancing a champagne a trying-to-suppress-her-giddiness staff gave him.
At your disapproved glare— down on your nose at him because you're standing over him, lording over him, as he's sitting down — and he's smirking up at you. As if the power dynamics don't shift by whoever is looming over the other.
Aemond doesn't need to stand to make you feel all fluttery with a smirk and a strong gaze against your body. His eyes gaze from the bottom of your heeled toes, slow, slow, slow, until it reached the top of your head.
Surely you've only imagined his gaze lingering on certain parts of you that now felt hot and tingly.
Surely.
"Plus," he continues with a hum. A sip of champagne. "Isn't this your idea?"
"Yes, but—"
"Didn't you tell me that I should prepare the kind of outfits that Aemond Targaryen's girlfriend would wear—"
 "Yes, but I—"
He leans forward, taking pleasure in arguing with you, as he settles his elbows on his knees, pressing both of his feet flat on the tile. He's looking up, still, but his eyes are intense and the corner of his mouth is twitching from a grin he's trying to fight.
"And even when I told you that didn't matter, that whatever you wore would be fine, you insisted?"
"Because I thought it'd be fun!" you growl and he falls in faint, amused laughter. His eye is sparkling and there's a joy to him that makes you giddy. You truly have missed Aemond as you know him. "Because I wanted a fun dress-up montage, but nothing about this is fun! Why are you choosing so many goddamned zippers, and they're all so fucking tight?"
You plop beside him, stealing his champagne. Staff look away, trying not to ogle too much between you two. As you take sips of his drink, his hand, still over the sofa's arm, begin drawing idle circles on your exposed shoulders. It warms you and calms you down, melting further in the seat beside him.
"I liked the dresses," he finally murmurs. "The ones before this. The flowy fabric ones."
"Those are summer dresses," you say though don't know why.
"Hm," he hums. "You look pretty in them."
You look up at him and he's looking at you, a small smile on his face. The proximity is too near to be proper but not near enough if you're fake dating. You study his silver lashes and the scarred flesh.
"Thanks."
"We'll get them. Is that alright with you?"
You snort softly. "You're paying, Aemy. You can do whatever you want. Can't believe this is how your dates with Alys usually went."
Hatching plans meant unloading information about his former relationship with her. Going through their relationship so you could understand it better, better proportioned the good and the bad, and secretly, make him see the red flags that should jump out in clear, plastic red.
"Not at first." He's looking away now, but his finger is still drawing circles. There's a wistful tone to his voice, like seeing through a dream and a memory. "But when it got... bad, it seemed like the only time we weren't fighting was when we were in public. Almost subconsciously, whenever things got tensed, I'd offer to take us out. Do anything outside of our bubble. Money isn't an issue, and before Alys said she felt like a... cheap whore than a girlfriend, buying things for her, spending time looking through things to wear, to match almost, was safe."
"Gift Giving," you mutter with a nod. He turns.
"What was that?"
"A love language." He cocks his head. You sigh. "I mean it's stupid and not really theoretically accurate, but for fun, there's five types of love languages. People do this test thing and sort of box up the kind of love language you want to receive and what you give— but truly, in my opinion, a true kind of love demands all five for it to work."
He hums, intrigued. "And what are the five?"
"Words of Affirmation, Quality Time, Physical Touch, Acts of Service, Gift Giving. But, you know, all of those should be given by a partner, in increments they can do for you. There shouldn't be a boxed fixture of what your relationship could be."
You shrug, standing up and stretching. You don't see him looking at you in the way that he has been for the past few days, and he doesn't know the tingles and feelings you keep between a smile and a sigh.
"Love looks different for everyone but it should have the same concept."
"And what concept is that?"
You turn to him, smiling. "That if you truly love someone, you can try anything. Love doesn't demand things that you do for the simple reason that you love the person enough."
"Love can be complicated," he says, and he's not arguing, not really. He isn't begging for you to understand. He is simply saying.
"Love can," you agree. "As most things are complicated. But it doesn't have to hurt."
It's a boundary line, the way he blinks, remembering why you're here together, why he gets to touch you in intimate ways, why he gets to pay for clothes, why you spend this time with him. A jolt. A shock.
You don't press and he doesn't retreat. The line exists not just to remind, but to stabilise any projections. Any dangerous tones.
You simply smile, nodding at the time. "Dinner date, babycakes. We can't be late for reservations."
"We can be late for a few minutes," he says, remembering echoes of how Alys sometimes got late. It isn't really her fault; there are days when she's too busy at the law firm, too busy with a meeting or two, or still finishing up her makeup because she doesn't like going to dinner in her work clothes.
"Sure, but we're here together and I know how much you hate being late." You snort.
"I don't hate it."
"Sure, but you got that eye twitch you do when you're annoyed," you tease, tapping your own eye before you wink at him and skip away.
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For the past few days since the bar incident, by your suggestion, you and Aemond had pour out the intricacies of how Aemond and Alys' relationship worked whilst hiding your true intention of making him see its faults and corners, and at the same time, continue on with the charade of dating him.
It's been a packed week or so, going to your shifts at the bar, meeting with Cregan once and a while (boy had been busy, and he found the entire thing with Aemond incredibly hilarious).
You answered no question mark in regards on who the hand was, only sent a winky face or a kiss blowing emoji. You continue to post minute representations of your no-longer-single status in brief intervals, making sure that you never name him. You never publicly give him a recognisable body.
But for those that knew, knew.
It really wasn't that hard. There were only so much pale, toned hands, so much body builds you can hide with your hand covering his general face that you can hide without people making smart guesses. There wasn't a lot of pale, toned people around you after all.
But in your refusal to name him, the question continues, and so does Alys silent observation of every post. The only story she had liked had been the very first one.
You often wonder what she thinks, before your mind is devoured once again with everything else.
To be fair, as often as you had both been seeing each other lately— and it has been the most often you have been seeing of him — there were still things outside of Aemond and Helaena plans. And Aemond still had UNI to focus on.
"You know, I often forget you're still in university," you say now, comfortably warm in Aemond's car. All fresh leather seat and crisp new car smell despite knowing that Aemond's had this unit now for at least a year. He maybe rich, but he knew what he liked and took care of them.
He shoots you a quizzical look before looking back at the road. The city is bathed in a gorgeous stream of oranges and pinks, tie-dying glass buildings and bustle of city roads. When you look at him, you smile softly at how pretty the light hits him.
"Why is that? Do I look that young?"
"Your vibe is so old man on a nine to three, cigar breaks by four, and whiskey sours by seven pm."
He makes a disgruntled sound at the back of his throat. You laugh. "I would like to think it's my altruistic classicism. A timeless endeavour."
"Sure, old man," you tease then sigh. "Reality is, I'm so much older than you. I'm hanging out with a child. On my free day. Is this what it means to reach low status?"
"I am not a child." His reply is sharp, cutting, almost offended.
"You're in college."
"And of legal age? You're only four years older."
"Oh, right."
"What?"
You smirk at his dark look. "You like 'em way older."
His face, much like his gaze, heats up. You're imaging it when the ride turns red, the car slows to a stop, and he is looking at your lips. Surely it was, because you got transfixed with the way his tongue darts out to wet his lips. A slow, tantalising movement.
It feels like an eternity stretched within three seconds. The light turns green and both of you turn away.
Well, there's been that. A few times. But it doesn't mean anything. Aemond is in that transition of trying to rid himself of bad habits, of being freshly single once again, and you know he and Alys get in on frequently. This had been a conversation a few days back, on a couch, smell of grease and pizza around the room while Murder She Wrote played in the background.
"Wait, wait, wait." You sat up, folding your legs underneath your butt, and giving Aemond your full attention with a little 'o' in your mouth.
"Wait!" Helaena calls playfully from her sway to the bathroom. "Imma pee!"
"Take care, my beloved!" you call back, before turning to Aemond with a big, Cheshire grin.
"Can we not dwell on it?" He's flustered but is trying not to show it, looking back to the TV as if he understood why there's a body on the plane.
But wine has been had, spilled and shared, and it's enough for you to grab that fluster and the topic, and smirked.
"No, no, we will talk about it. We shall! We must! Do you mean to tell me that by the end of it, most of the time, you two were just boning? Is Aemy, one of my favourite people in the world, a Valyrian Sex God?? Oh my god??"
"I am not a Valyrian Sex God."
"Okay, girly pop, please." You raised a hand in a 'talk to the hand' motion and he was smiling at you, entranced and frustrated. "Women talk, Aemy!"
There was a flush and Helaena came back. Wine did things to Helaena, and she was stumbling and giggling as she flopped behind you, turning around and encasing you in a koala hug.
"Women talk, baby bro." Helaena nodded sagely. "Even I try not to listen, they talk, alas."
"And Alys has said those hips—"  You pointed a j'accuse finger at his hips, then his mouth. "—and that tongue has done things that can make the Maiden blush."
Helaena groaned behind you're back, a slew of 'ew's escaping her mouth. And you were still being playful, teasing, but Aemond was looking at you, though scarlet, with a deepened expression.
And at that moment, both of you were thinking the same thing.
His chin brushing your thighs, your sighs like music to his ears, and his tongue making you scream.
Warmth pooled, twin expressions share a gaze. Hunger, desire, shame.
The connection was destroyed when Helaena abruptly jolted and fell down the carpet. Because she was holding onto you, you got pulled with her.
"Are you okay??" Aemond asked.
Hel gasped. "I thought I saw Bobby. I think I squished Bobby."
You shook your head. "You didn't. Bobby is spry. Bobby knows to move away."
Aemond's confused face peered down at both of you. "Who's Bobby?"
"The local spider that lives here."
"Of course." And he smiled.
You smiled back.
Helaena giggled beside you but when you ask her, she only shook her head.
And the silence that lulls in the car is like both of you reaching the very same memory and having to sit through the stifle of that drunken interaction about his sex life. He coughs, you let out a breathy giggle.
"I should admit something," he says, parking the car in front of the restaurant. Dusk is settling, sunset in bright red and orange turning to a cool blue and pretty lavender— and when you turn to him after getting out of the car, coddling your jacket close to your body, he looks nervy. Apologetic, almost.
"What? What'd you do?"
He bites his bottom lip. "I know something about this restaurant."
"I would assume. You chose it." Your eyes narrow, giving the black-out floor to ceiling windows a look. The Painted Table is lit up in a scrawled font on top of it.
You step inside, not bothering to turn to his call of your name, and is submerged by the restaurant's vibe. It's a darkened place with meaningful lighting but a casual air, a bar on the side, and an upbeat jazzy music dancing in the air — it looks good. The place smelled delicious.
Nothing about it sparked familiarity to you, but the anticipation from that look of guilt on his face brought you to a high-strung, so when he calls your name again, just behind you, you turn.
"Is this where you had your first date with Alys?"
He shakes his head. "No. No, but—"
"Aemond?"
The voice is familiar, and you don't stop enough to think before you're turning to the low, clear voice that's just a hint of husky, and Alys' green eyes go wide at your appearance.
She's dressed nice, dressed to go out in a black dress dipping low and fabric tangled around her body to show off her curves. Her inky hair was swept to one side and her mouth was bloodred.
Alys Rivers, owner of Aemond's firsts. The woman he seemingly can't let go off.
You smile. It feels fake. "Oh. Hi Alys."
Her shock staves off into a genuine smile that makes you guilty. "Hi, my love. I see you two are together. Always attached at the hip. Dinner?"
Before you nod— or maybe strangle Aemond — he comes forward, taking your hand in the process and lacing it. He's looking at her as if he's setting a challenge when Alys' eyes fall on your intertwined hands.
"Yes," he says. "We are."
"Well... that's good. This place is great. I—" Someone calls her name, she turns back. You shoot Aemond a withering glare you hope conveys how much you're going to beat his ass after this. She turns back, smiling still. There's a pinch between her eyes but it's gone by the third blink. "Well, I have to go. I'll see you both soon, okay?" She turns to you, stepping forward, not minding the Targaryen beside you. "Especially you. We haven't hung out in a while."
"That's true, I've missed you, you crazy witch." And she laughs and you smile, because you genuinely consider Alys to be one of your friends. Not maybe as deeply as Helaena's, or as close, but Alys was an amazing person and you enjoy her company.
Plus, right now the one you're angry about it solely the man holding your hand.
Alys turns to Aemond, and he stiffens. Between them is a complicated look. So many things unsaid, before her smirk softens. "It's nice to see you too, Aemond."
And she turns away, walking back to her table, to her date, when you tug him with you to the bar. As you order a dry martini, he speaks. Calm and soft.
"You're mad at me."
"You knew she was going to be here." You turn to him, arching an eyebrow, hating the way your chest pangs. "You stalked her and brought us here because you wanted to use me."
He shifts, face crumples at the word 'use' and calls your name in a plead. "It's not like that."
You snort, taking a sip of your drink when it arrives. "Don't lie."
"Okay. Yes, I did. I... I made an impulsive decision because I wanted to see how she could go on a date as if we were nothing." Bitterness cripples his words, the smirk on his lips is ironic and darkened in hurt. Your heart hurts for him, but you can't give him a pass just like that. He hurt you too.
"You could've told me."
He raises an eyebrow. "You would be okay with this?"
Your own smile is ironic and darkened by hurt. "You're already using me, Aemy. That was the deal I agreed, for Hel. It would at least lick the wound to have been in the know, and not, you know, got shot in the face with it."
At the first part of your tirade, he looked like he wanted to argue with the using part, but the realisation weighs him because it is true. To him, he is using you. And it's a cheap shot on your part because you were also doing this for him, out of your own free will.
You sigh when he turns away, guilt dipping low.
"You're such a dumbass."
He hums in agreement.
You're aware of a gaze from the tables, somewhere in the ocean of jazz music and chatter, Alys is looking, and you kinda wanna make this good for him. You were already here after all.
Your hand reaches his jaw, sliding across his neck until you reach his nape and fingers tangle with the baby hairs there. His hair had been wrapped into a bun. Sleek and fluffy.
He turns to you, to your touch, in shock. "What are you—"
"Try not to look so surprised," you whisper, stepping close to him until your noses are bumping. "We're supposed to be dating."
And then you slant your mouth against his.
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Stella’s first time alone with Harry
ahhhh!! i've been wanting to write some extras for daddy? and this kind of just came to me. i thought it would be a good first extra to start it off. send in any thoughts or requests you have for this little series!!
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It was very last minute. Y/n had been called into a last minute session and while she usually would bring Stella along, she knew the people around the artist she was working with were going to be doing an abundance of drugs and drinking various alcohols while they worked and she wasn’t about to bring her 4 year old around all of that. She didn’t mind it but her baby didn’t need to see that.
So she called Harry. Ever since they became official and he became a more permanent piece in Stella’s life, he’d been wanting to spend more time with her to bond. He was taking this whole father thing very seriously and Y/n could honestly cry, it was so cute. He wanted to be there when she went to bed and when she woke up. He wanted to make her breakfast in the morning. He wanted to comfort her when she woke up in the middle of the night from a nightmare. It was adorable how bad he wanted her to be comfortable with him.
Of course he didn’t want to overwhelm her, so he knew he had to take it slow and Y/n had told him this a few times now.
She’s still not used to being around someone so often, so it may take some time for her to really warm up to you. She explained. Of course there had been that night on the couch when Harry had confessed his feelings and all of this had begun, but that was kind of a one time thing as she hadn’t done that again. There were times where she still shied away from him, where she wouldn’t let him near her. Y/n had never exposed her to this much male attention before so she understood why Stella was still weary. She would be too if all the sudden her mom started bringing this dude she’d only met a few times around more often.
He had agreed before Y/n could even finish her sentence.
Of course I’ll watch her tonight, Love! What time should I head over?
He was there at 4:45. Y/n had to be at the studio at 5:30. This gave her enough time to make sure Stella would be ok here with just Harry and to make sure Harry had all the right emergency contacts and little tidbits he needed before she had to go.
“Ok baby, you gonna be ok with Harry tonight?” The mother asked her baby, crouched down to her level in front of the door, ready to cancel if the girl were to say no.
“Yeah mommy!” Stella smiled shyly, holding her mom's hand lightly, twisting back and forth. Y/n smiled and nodded, kissing her baby’s forehead and standing to her full height.
Harry stepped up to her, giving her a light kiss on the mouth, pressing his forehead to hers when he pulled away.
“We’ll be ok tonight Love. Won’t we Stell?” He smiled down at Stella, reaching down and pushing back her crazy baby hairs from out of her face. The child giggled and quickly nodded, hugging her moms legs before she shouted an excited bye mommy! and ran back to the living room, where her favorite movie Princess and The Pauper was playing. Harry and Y/n could hear her singing “I’m just like you, you’re just like me. It’s something anyone can see.” although it sounded more like “I just wike you, oou just wike meee, somefin anyone can seeee.” Y/n almost dropped everything to stay home at that. She loved hearing her little Stella sing, and now she didn’t want to miss anything while she was gone.
“Send me pictures so it feels like I’m here with you guys!” Y/n pouted, stepping into Harry’s open arms, resting her head on his shoulder. He pressed continuous kisses to her forehead, rubbing his hand up and down her back. He didn’t want his girl to be sad, but he understood that she didn’t love the idea of leaving Stella, even if she trusted Harry would take care of her. She hadn’t left Stella to go to work in years, she’s not used to it anymore.
“Ok Lovie, you’re gonna be late. I’ve got this, I’ll call you if anything goes wrong, I’ll send you all the pictures, and I’ll be waiting with open arms and a glass of wine when you come home.” His last kiss landed on her lips, deep and passionate, telling her all the things he wasn’t able to say with words. She nodded, leaning into his touch one last time before heading out the door.
Harry took a deep breath once her car had left the driveway, walking back into the living room to see Stella sitting quietly on the couch, watching her movie.
“Hey Stella, mind if I sit and watch the movie with you?” He asked. She shook her head, patting the spot next to her like she had seen her mom do before. Harry smiled and went to sit next to her. To his surprise, the baby laid her head down on his thigh, sticking her first finger in her mouth and let herself drift off to sleep while the movie played. Y/n had told him she usually took a nap right before dinner, which was at 6 for her. He smiled down at her, watching as her little chest rose up and down in steady, even breaths, wishing nothing but good dreams on her.
The man reached for his phone, snapping a quick picture and sending it to his girlfriend.
out like a light🥺 he attached to the message, not expecting a response as he knew she was still driving.
When the clock hit 5:30, Harry gently moved the girls head off his leg and set her up on the couch, sticking a pillow on the edge just in case she rolled around in her sleep, and went to start dinner. When he had first gotten there Stella had requested Mac n Cheese for dinner so he got to work boiling the water and measuring out the milk and everything that needed to be done, periodically checking back to where she was sleeping.
When it was finished he tiptoed back over to the couch, crouching down to her and smoothing her hair back, pressing light kisses to her cheek. Whispering, he said “Stella, m’love, time f’dinner. Wake up, baby.”
The girl stirred, letting out little whines and stretching out her little arms and legs. Her eyes peeled open, still riddled with sleep and he wanted to cooe at her and wrap her up in his arms. She’s just so adorable.
“Mac n cheese?” She mumbled and he breathed a laugh through his nose.
“Yes baby, I made mac n cheese for you.” He brushed his thumb over her small cheekbone, knowing she was always extra cuddly when she first woke up, even with Harry. She extended her arms out to him, a silent plea to be picked up and he obliged because how could he say no to this little cuddlebug? She nuzzled her little head into his neck and he walked them into the kitchen.
Stella was quite small for a four year old so she still sat in a high chair. Harry set her in, knowing she was big enough that he didn’t need to fasten the straps because she wasn’t really a jumpy child, and set a small bowl of mac n cheese with a baby fork on the tray in front of her. She said a quiet thank you just like her mommy taught her when someone does something nice for you and began eating.
Harry watched as she hummed little tunes to herself and ate her mac and cheese, not making too much of a mess.
“Hawwy?” She spoke up after finishing a bite of her food.
“Yes baby?”
“We have ice cweam please?” Harry laughed, seeing the little smirk on her face.
“Does mummy usually let you have ice cream?” He asked, knowing full well she would say yes no matter what the truth was. Just as he expected, she nodded her head feverishly with a big smile on her face. He pretended to think for a moment before agreeing that they could share a bowl of her favorite, double fudge brownie, once she finished her bowl of mac n cheese.
When she did finish, Harry wiped her hands and face off and swept her up into his arms. He set her on the counter, telling her not to move while he got the ice cream from the freezer and a bowl from the cupboard.
Standing next to the little girl sitting on the counter, swinging her legs back and forth and wiggling around with excitement, he scooped enough for the two of them to share and got out a spoon. Stella perched perfectly onto Harry’s hip and wrapped her little arms around his neck while he walked back over to the chair he had been sitting in while she ate her dinner. He settled her on his lap, spooning the sweet treat into both of their mouths so that she wouldn’t make a mess of herself. Ice cream is a little messier than mac and cheese. Stella didn’t make a big fuss even though when she asked nicely to feed herself, Harry said no.
Harry could see that Stella was still tired despite her nap from earlier as she rested herself back against his chest, her eyelids drooping shut every once and a while. She slowly began turning herself around until she sat facing his chest, little hands fisting his shirt and fell back to sleep on him. He chuckled lightly and finished the bowl of ice cream before standing up slowly and laying down on the couch with her sleeping on his chest. He threw the blanket on the back of the couch over them and closed his eyes, savoring the cuddles she had decided to share with him.
Harry’s eyes opened to the sound of Stella’s quiet cries. There she laid on his chest, still asleep but starting to stir around. He sat up, cradling her to his chest and rocking back and forth, smoothing hand up and down her back, trying to coax her out of her nightmare.
“S’ok baby. Wake up Stell.” He cooed into her ear, pushing her hair out of her face. Slowly, her eyelids fluttered open and she took a deep breath, lifting her head off of his chest.
“Hi baby.” He said with a smile, wiping the tears that had managed to escape down her rosy cheeks.
“Hawwy?” She mumbled, nuzzling into his neck, her fists clenching his shirt.
“I’m right here Petal, s’ok. You’re safe.” He whispered. She never talked about her dreams. He figured it was because she was a 4 year old and didn’t remember once she woke up. She just knew they were scary. Whatever it was, he made sure she knew he was there to protect her. That as long as she was with him, nothing could hurt her.
“Mommy home yet?” She asked, keeping her little head where it laid. Harry sighed, hoping his answer wouldn’t further upset the girl.
“Not yet m’love. She’ll be home later.” He reminded her. Stella didn’t say anything, just nodded her head.
Her eyes closed once more and she drifted back off to sleep.
A few hours later, Harry had dozed off again, Stella still cradled on his chest. Y/n quietly walked into the living room, seeing the two of them asleep on the couch.
This time she really did start crying because it was so cute, but also because she was happy that Stella finally had a father figure in her life. She tiptoed over to them, quickly snapping a picture before leaning down and pressing a kiss to Harry’s forehead. He stirred, opening his eyes to see his girlfriend hovering above him with a smile on her face.
“You promised wine!” She feigned a pout and Harry chuckled in his half conscious state, sitting up slowly while supporting Stella’s sleeping frame against his own.
“Sorry darling, I got a little wrapped up…” He smiled. Y/n returned it, leading them up to her room so they could lay her down and have some time to themselves before they turned into bed.
“Mommy?” Stella woke up when Harry laid her down.
“I’m here baby, go night night and I’ll see you in the morning ok?” The mother said, placing a kiss on her childs forehead and tucking her in.
“Hawwy?” She mumbled, causing Harry’s smile to reappear.
“I’m still here baby. See you in the morning, ok?” He asked, placing his own kiss on her forehead. She nodded, falling back to sleep and cuddling into her blanket.
“Did you two have fun?” Y/n asked quietly, cuddling into Harry as they sat on the couch, each with their own glass of wine.
“We had a lovely time. I’m surprised she fell asleep as quickly as she did because she convinced me to give her ice cream.” He chuckled. Y/n followed, imagining the puppy dog eyes her baby probably gave him to get her way.
“Of course she did!” Y/n set down her finished glass, “Sugar doesn’t really make her that crazy so that doesn’t surprise me.”
“Thank you for letting me watch her tonight. I think she’s more comfortable with me now!” Harry beamed, leaning in to kiss his girl since he hadn;t gotten the chance since she’d been home. She leaned into him, indulging herself in the kiss. A content hum resonated from her chest before she pulled away.
“Thank you for wanting to be a part of her life. You will never know how much that means to me!” Y/n pecked her boyfriend's lips a few more times before she suggested they turn in for the night.
Laying her head on his chest in bed, she took a deep breath, letting his cologne lull her to sleep and trying not to get too excited at the little family they were building.
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Turtle tots short: Leo the medic -
“HOOOOOOT SOUUUUP!
The four hatchlings danced to match the final move of their cinematic hero, slashing their fists through the air and kicking out their legs to match the pose so exact that Splinter couldn’t help but stare. This was only their first time watching this particular installment of the long series, and their second time seeing the move, yet they got it perfectly with very little effort. Raphael was the first to drop the pose as the ending scene turned to credits, and that was the signal for his brothers to follow suit and do the same. Then all four started to scramble around excitedly like young boys tend to do while gabbing on to their heart's content.
“Ohhh that alien fight scene was sooo cool!” Raphael squealed, spinning around until he got dizzy and fell on his rump.
“If by cool you mean biologically inaccurate, then sure.” Donatello followed up, shifting his glasses higher up on the bridge of his beak.
“Yeah! You could see the strings!” Leonardo followed up to support Donatello.
Splinter snorted and stood up from his lazy seat, his simple presence calling the attention of all his sons.
“I assure you, my sons, that there were no wires.” His tail curled behind him and he folded his hands behind his back. “Everything you saw in that movie was real.”
“How would you know?” Leonardo pointed at Splinter accusingly.
“Yeah! How would you know?” Raphael repeated loudly.
“Yeah! How woulda?!” Michelangelo copied squeakily.
Splinter closed his eyes and laughed slowly. “Oh, my sons. You insult the master on his work! And I assure you…”
Splinter jumped suddenly into a tailspin, knocking each of his sons on their shell with a powerful whip before he landed in a pose identical to the pose he had acted out in that same movie they had just finished.
“I’ve had much longer to learn the moves.” Splinter stood up in the traditional Lou Jitsu pose. “HOOOOOOOT SOUUUUP!”
The eyes of Raphael, Donatello, and Michelangelo glimmered like stars in astonishment of their father, but Leonardo seemed almost unimpressed.
“Please! You don’t even sound like Lou Jitsu!” Leonardo put his hand on his hip and stuck up his nose pointedly. “Lou Jitsu sounds American!”
Splinter growled. “Well maybe Lou Jitsu just adapted the accent to get more young American boys like you interested in watching him! Now shoo!”
Splinter ushered his sons out of the room as a unit and closed the door behind them. The slam silenced them for a moment before Michelangelo giggled and soon they were all giggling. Michelangelo stuck his arms out like an airplane's wings and started to make plane noises while running around the room.
“Hey! Mike’s got a good idea!” Donatello stated, then zoomed after Michelangelo while copying his motions.
“Wait for meee! Follow the leader!” Raphael ran to get in front and lead his brothers in their airplane game.
“Yeah, whatever. That looks dumb!.” Leonardo only kept up his stubborn resistance for a few more heartbeats before bolting after them to join in the game. “Wait for me too!”
And then they were all buzzing circles around the room, with Raphael in the lead as he always was, guiding his baby brothers to victory.
“RRRRRR! This is Captain Raphael speaking!” Raphael spoke in an announcer's voice, “Just thought I’d tell you, as leader, we have takeoff!” Raphael guided his brothers up and over a couch and under a table, twisting his arms to match his turning as he weaved through the furniture.
The game ended after several extended moments of fun, and Raphael ended up climbing onto the arm of the couch to make himself appear taller.
“Otay everybody! If we’re gonna be as cool and awesome as Lou Jitsu, we need to make our own ninja clan!”
Donatello raised his hand.
“Yes Donna?”
“What is our ninja clan gonna be called? I mean— we don’t really have a last name...”
“Oh yeah.” Raphael frowned and plopped down on the arm of the chair with a huff as he started thinking. “Hm.”
“Oh oh oh!” Michelangelo bounced as he raised his hands, not waiting to be called on. “What about the Splintersons?”
There was a collected mutter of approval and agreement.
“Great idea Mikey!” Raphael declared, standing back up. “Now! As the oldest and biggest and strongest, I’m obviously the leader of Clan Splinterson!”
“And I’m the technician!” Donatello bragged, holding a hand to his chest as he gave a proud smile, “Not to brag or anything!”
“And I can be the therapish!” Michelangelo said excitedly, “Like Factor Gee in the movie!”
“You’d be a great therapist, Mikey!” Raphael praised, then turned to Leo, “What are you gonna be, Leo?”
“I…!” Leonardo started out excitedly but didn't say anything past that. He looked from Raphael to Donatello to Michelangelo, and then huffed. He crossed his arms. “I think this game is stupid. I’m gonna go play barbies.”
“Wha…?” Raphael stared sadly after Leonardo as the younger mutant stomped off to the Barbie Dream House he shared with his brothers, his back turned to the other three as he immediately started to play with Barbie and her sisters.
Michelangelo and Donatello scrambled onto the couch beside Raphael and watched as Leonardo left, equal looks of confusion and sadness and disappointment evident on their faces. A minute later and they had almost seemed to forget about Leonardo, and they were back to playing their airplane game.
Leonardo tried not to make his tears too obvious. He wiped his eyes intermittently as he played with what were usually his favorite toys, but now he only felt numb to them. Especially when he could hear the laughter and giggles of his brothers as they played their Clan game behind him.
Leonardo brought the four Barbie sisters into their Dream house living room and started to place them in sitting positions on their little plastic couch. Barbie, Stacie, and Chelsea fit perfectly snug together on the small furniture but left no room for the final sister, Skipper. Leonardo looked down at the lone doll in his hand. There was no room for her, and he was just like her. His team already had a brave leader and a smart technician and a cute therapist. What else was needed…?
Leonardo flinched at the sound of a heavy thud and he looked behind him to see Michelangelo flat on his back after hitting his head on the table when he hadn’t ducked low enough. Raphael and Donatello were already there around him staring and not knowing what to do. Michelangelo didn't cry at once, but once the shock set in the youngest brother burst into tears.
“Oh no no no!” Donatello immediately clutched at his head, “We’re gonna be in so much trouble!”
“Don’t cry Mikey…” Raphael tried to comfort Michelangelo by gently petting the smaller one's head, but that only the box turtle cry more as he kicked out his legs and screamed at the top of his lungs.
“Here— I got it.”
Leonardo pushed his way past Donatello and Raphael, heaving a medical kit in both arms and flopping it down on the floor beside Michelangelo. He clicked it open and helped Michelangelo sit up straight before grabbing a Nemo bandage. He unwrapped it, placed it gently on Michelangelo’s forehead (though there was no blood, it was still a psychological help), and gave the mutant a gentle kiss.
Michelangelo giggled sheepishly at the kiss and covered his forehead with his hands. Leonardo laughed and gave his brother a gentle hug before helping him to his feet.
“Come on! Walk it off!”
The minute Michelangelo was standing again, he launched himself into Leonardo’s chest for a hug and gave a soft churr of gratitude. He wiped snot on Leonardo’s shell and then looked up to his brother beaming.
“You’re really good at this! You should be our Clan medic!”
Leonardo sucked in a shaky breath at the declaration, his eyes going wide as saucers and his body feeling almost numb. “R… really?”
“Yeah!” Donatello agreed as he and Raphael circled around their younger brothers for a group hug, though Donatello seemed resistant to it at first.
“Every Clan needs a medic!” Raphael said, “And you could be ours!”
“You… think I can do it?” Leonardo started to tear up as he looked around at the excited faces surrounding him.
“Well, there’s two questions you gotta answer first.” Donatello nodded. “First: Do you like doing it?”
“Um… yeah.” Leonardo decided after a moment of thought.
“Are you good at it?” Michelangelo asked, “I think the answer is yes!”
Leonardo laughed. “Yeah— yeah it is!”
Raphael yanked all three of his younger brothers off their feet and hugged them tightly. “Then you’ll be the first and bestest medic in all of Splinterson Clan history!”
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How’d you get into transformers and what made you stay?
Oh oh I love answering this question
SO when I was thirteen, Transformers Armada was airing, and my little brother watched it. One day I wandered in and sat down to watch it with him on a random episode, no idea what was going on, the robots were arguing with each other. I figured I'd watch one episode, forget all the character names immediately, and never watch it again.
Except.
The bad guys were squabbling as they went into battle. Seemed like one of them, the red dude with the wings and the pretty face, was unpopular with the others—he'd screwed up a few times in the past apparently—and he was angry about this, and determined to prove his worth. So he charged into battle against the good guys, wielding two swords—TWO swords! One was glowing and one was made from his OWN WING!—and he was ready to kick tailpipe and take names!
And then the other bad guys abandoned him.
They just teleported out. They'd left the pretty winged guy behind as a diversion, to be surrounded and thrashed by the good guys.
So here I am at thirteen years old, watching the pretty red winged robot with two swords flying above the battlefield, in the rain, going "MEGATROOON HOW COULD YOU BETRAY MEEE?" and I have not felt so much love and pain for a character since I was two years old and watching Iago use his dying breath to save Aladdin from Jafar in that straight-to-video sequel. (It's okay Iago survived.) So I say to my brother "who's THAT?!"
And my brother goes "That's Starscream."
And ya know what, I never forgot his name.
(Years and years later I looked up that episode again and discovered that the Decepticons had left Starscream to the Autobots so that they could break into the Bot base and kill another Autobot and the fact I didn't even remember this murder tells you what a big impression Starscream made on me.)
In case you haven't seen Armada, Armada Starscream is more like BW Dinobot or IDW Deadlock than he is like the typical Starscream: noble villainous warrior, zealously loyal to his cause, so loyal to the cause that he's willing to attempt mutiny if he thinks leadership is being mishandled. Paradoxically, so loyal to his faction's ideals that he's willing to throw them aside and join the enemy in order to pursue his objectives... and while he's over there, gets his eyes opened to the fact that maybe his way isn't the only way. Ultimately sacrifices himself in a suicide attack on Unicron to force Megatron to see that Unicron is a bigger threat than the Autobots and to get him to agree to a ceasefire and alliance. My love for Starscream and his honestly pretty stellar plot arc carried me through Armada.
And then I found out about G1 and Beast Wars, got the DVDs, and loved Beast Wars. And I got Prelude To Energon, an extremely obscure PS2 game set in Armada with graphics and environments that absolutely blew me away and that challenged me in a way no other games had (my prior gaming preferences had been mostly Pokémon) and gave me my first taste of stealth-oriented gaming, still my favorite play style. And then Energon came out and, despite being widely lambasted as one of the weakest series, I enjoyed the hell out of it. And then we got a big blockbuster Hollywood movie!
Transformers Cybertron (the sequel to Armada and Energon) didn't interest me, and my interest had waned enough that by the time Animated came out I couldn't get into it; but after Armada, Energon, Prelude to Energon, Beast Wars, smatterings of G1 (including the movie), and the first Bayverse movie, Transformers was solidified in my mind as a franchise that consistently put out media that I enjoyed, even as widely varied as they were. So even though I lost interest in it for a while, several years later—I think around 2011, 2012?—when I was bored over winter break and needed something to do, one of my first thoughts was "I could check out Transformers again, finally watch through Animated, see what these Prime and IDW are like."
Animated never seized my imagination but it got me deep enough back into Transformers that I started roleplaying in G1 continuity, got deep into Prime, and then IDW kept me in.
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yamayamawrites · 4 years
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Quarantine - RinTori
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Ahh, again, I haven’t written Free! in so long, but it’s so nice to get back to writing it! RinTori was one of my favorite pairs to write, and I hope this doesn’t disappoint! Thank you for the request, @imthehero-me​ !
Quarantining was especially difficult for Rin and Nitori. Just as the call had been made to close down schools and send dorm students home, Rin discovered his parents had gotten sick – and how could he possibly go back home to a sick family and risk getting it himself? Those were his parents’ words, he would swear to Nitori, as he asked if they could quarantine together. Of course Nitori said yes; there was an abundance of space at his house, mostly because he lived with his mom, who was considered an essential employee serving as a nurse at the local hospital. Because of this, Nitori’s mother decided it would be best to stay with one of her nurse colleagues instead of potentially exposing her son.
That was how they ended up where they were now. Nitori lounged on the couch, his head in Rin’s lap, while the two watched television. They spent most of their quarantine time like this, both itching to go swimming but with no outlet but – well, each other. To put it bluntly, Nitori woke up sore most mornings, but not from working out or swimming.
One night, while Nitori showered (without Rin, for a change), his counterpart rifled through the cabinets of the home, looking for something to snack on. Nitori and Rin both had a fear of braving the grocery stores, but still Nitori’s mother had thought enough to stock up on canned and boxed foods – most of which tasted subpar, but at least provided some nutrients. He dug to the back of the cabinet and to his surprise found a bottle of unopened liquor.
When Nitori walked into the kitchen, one towel around his waist and another around his head to ask Rin to dry his hair, he found his boyfriend eyeing the bottle suspiciously. “Hey,” he called, getting Rin’s attention. “You didn’t plan on opening that, did you?”
“Not without you, Ai,” Rin responded with that cheeky grin that Nitori so rarely saw. It was enough to make him blush and want to drop the towel right then and there, but he refrained. The two had already made plans to watch the Jurassic Park movie series that evening, and if they abandoned the idea for sex now, they’d never get around to it.
So, Rin opened the bottle and poured the two of them drinks while Nitori went and put his pajamas on.
They had barely even made a dent in the liquor before Nitori was tipsy, his words slurring slightly and his cheeks pink from the alcohol. He waved a finger at the television every once in a while, boldly announcing the name of the dinosaur on screen – which, after Rin was also beginning to feel the effects of the alcohol, was incredibly funny. They laughed and came up with goofy nicknames for the dinosaurs, as well as picking out their favorites and making bets on who in the movie would die (as if they hadn’t both already seen the movies before).
Somewhere in there, Rin had decided on a drinking game while they watched: every time a dinosaur appeared on screen, they would take a drink. This didn’t last long, because both Rin and Nitori were already quite drunk by the time Rin even suggested it, and neither of them had the cognitive capacity to connect the image of a dinosaur on the screen with the fact that oh, yes, now is the time we should drink in this drinking game.
At the start of the third movie, Rin’s attention shifted from the series to Nitori. When Nitori tried to grab his face and turn it towards the television, Rin snapped his jaw playfully at Nitori, which gave the boy in question a marvelous idea. “Rin senpai, you look like a dino! Y’know, a big dino!”
“Eh?” Rin laughed. “Like a big, big one?”
“Like a t-rex!”
Something about that statement pleased Rin, and before Nitori could really process what was happening, Rin pulled his arms into his t-shirt sleeves and switched which holes his arms went through. “Now I really look like a t-rex!” he laughed, almost obnoxiously, and Nitori followed suit.
It took about two full minutes for the boys to recollect themselves, rolling around and wiping tears as Rin made mock-dinosaur noises. Nitori, his head hung over the end of the couch, looked up after he finished laughing so hard. “Well, Rin senpai, if you’re a t-rex, what does that make meee~?”
Rin tapped his chin (which looked funny enough to send Nitori into another giggle fit) and thought long and hard about what animal Nitori would be. “You…are…” his forehead crinkled in concentration. Finally, his eyes snapped open. “A duck! A rubber duck!”
Rin pumped his fist into the air as if he’d just finished doing laps with record time.
“Eh~? Why a rubber duck?”
“’Cause you’re cute and soft and fun to cuddle and there’s rubber duckies on your pants.”
Nitori burst out laughing again, and Rin followed suit, also hanging his head off the couch. Both of their faces were flushed both from hanging upside down and drinking a bit too much alcohol for one sitting, but they continued to watch the Jurassic Park movies in that position – at least, until Nitori decided to start a tickle fight with his boyfriend. The action of moving on top of Rin alone was enough to make the two topple off the couch, Rin going head first into the ground, and Nitori immediately felt terrible.
“Oh – ah, Rin senpai – I’m so sorry, are you okay?”
Rin was fine, but had his arms been properly in his shirt, he most certainly could have caught himself. Somehow that made the whole situation funnier. Rin laughed as he sat up and pushed himself to his feet without his super-short arms. “I’m gonna get ya, Ai!” he called in a giggly, determined voice, and Nitori pushed himself up quickly (bad idea – his head started rushing) and ran down the hall, laughing the whole way.
Neither of them knew how long Rin chased Nitori around the apartment like that; all they knew was that when they woke up the next morning, Rin was on top of Nitori in the bathtub. Both had massive headaches, and the hangover they endured was pure hell. Nitori promised himself he’d never drink ever again after throwing up the third time that morning, and he was sure he could have kept that promise if it wasn’t for the camera roll on Rin’s phone.
For some reason, Rin had video taped the couple goofing off and running around the apartment, Nitori quacking like a rubber duck (for some reason) and Rin snarling and acting tough, like a t-rex. What really got Nitori, though, was when Rin dropped the camera and Nitori could see the way his arms were through his shirt; suddenly a wave of memories from the night before had him laughing while he sat on the cold bathroom floor.
“Oi, Ai?” Rin called softly from just outside the door. Rin didn’t have it nearly as bad as Ai, but he still suffered from a headache. “Are you delusional in there? What’s up?”
Nitori slid Rin’s phone under the door. “Your camera roll,” he explained, finishing laughing just as he felt more liquor threatening to come up from the night before.
A few moments later, Rin was chuckling in that soft, sober way he did with Ai. Everything seemed so gentle with Ai. Nitori wondered absently if Rin had ever cared for anyone in this same way after his stomach settled. No, he thought, as Rin opened the door and gave him a towel, some pain reliever, a water bottle, and a few pieces of toast. Rin couldn’t have cared this much for anyone else, because if he did, Nitori was sure Rin would tell him about it.
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Aniplex Online Fest - How to Produce an Anime - Notes!
1:00 PM - 2:00 PM (PDT) | Aniplex Live Stream | Sunday 5 July 2020
Panel Description: Anime producers will talk about behind the scenes of anime production. Master of Ceremonies/Host: Hisanori Yoshida Guests: Shizuka Kurosaki (Aniplex, Producer) Masami Niwa (Aniplex, Producer), Atsushi Kaneko (A-1 Pictures, Producer), Toshikazu Tsuji (CloverWorks, Producer)
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Credit: Casea Mhtar | @madamekrow & Peggy Wood | @peggyseditorial
How Do You Produce An Anime?
Here’s the process for an anime: first proposal, the script, the storyboard, the key animation, painting, compositing, editing, and recording and that’s when it’s ready to be shown.
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Step 1: Planning
There are mainly three different ways that proposals tend to come in during this planning stage. The first is when the publisher tells us about one of their hit products (games, a manga, etc.) and they ask us about adapting it into an anime. The second is when we find a series we like from a light novel or manga we’re reading already. Like, “Hey, this is cool!” Then we ask the publisher/get their permission to make the anime. The third is when a producer from an anime studio, or a director, or a staff member brings us something that they personally want to do. These are the most likely ways we come to a proposal for a new series and, of them, the third probably happens the most often.
Next comes the decision stage. A few more patterns emerge when we’re discussing whether to adapt or create an original series.
With originals, you are starting from scratch so the project is much more involved and time-consuming. Generally, a lot of staff members are involved and all of them want different things and, on top of that, the producer’s job is to make sure it does well. That it sells well, that it’s received well, that the team feels good or great about the project, and so on. So we have to find a way to respect everyone’s vision, while also guiding the project to profitability, which is pretty demanding. This also includes what I want to do as a producer. It’s fun to create something from scratch, but it also comes with so much risk. For example, originals don’t have a built-in fanbase, they don’t have the same support.
Shizuka Kurosaki provides an anecdotal example of a series he started 8 years ago that he is still working on from time to time. According to him, the series is still nowhere close to being produced. It’s just a sign of how hard it is to get it all to come together, especially when things change as time goes on.
Adaptations are different but still tough and demanding. First, you have great source material. Naturally, there are fans of the source material with what they want for the original. When we depict it through anime, there are things that were fine in the source but have to be changed for animation. We are pretty sensitive about how the original’s fans would see the results of our decision-making. Needless to say, that is a struggle that we don’t face when creating an original anime.
One of the hardest parts about adaptations is that novels and manga, which are largely still images and text, as opposed to anime, which is video, all have different rules of depiction. And when the time comes for us to make changes, we’re presented with options. Depending on what the scene is, certainly, some viewers will say, “Why couldn’t you just stay faithful to the original?” However, there are also times when changing it to be more anime-like gives it a shot of energy absent from the printed version. There's really no right answer so the process is like groping around in the dark and hoping that you find what works.
Producers don’t tend to have a lot of free time and when they do, like Masami Niwa mentioned, it’s mostly spent on things that will help at work. For example, reading what’s trending in novels or manga, watching movies, and even other animes from other companies. While it may seem like entertainment and is often enjoyable, these all serve one’s work as a producer in the field.
Step 2: Scripting
Generally, a “scenario meeting” or script meeting is held first. It’s when we look at what a writer has come up with and plan out some “book reading time.” For adaptations, it means reading the source text(s). Additionally, the planning producers and animation producers hold these meetings where the discussions start with talking about the potential series and gathering the team/assembling our staff. We already have a director in place by the time we have the first script meeting. The script is only done once the staff, including the director, gathers and is written.
Live-action scripts have hardly any screen direction when compared to anime scripts. Anime scripts are packed full of exposition. In the case of live-action scripts, if it’s like an ordinary office story. You pretty much recreate normal life. Whereas in an anime script, even if it’s an ordinary office story, there might be an employee with mind-blowing supernatural abilities. To depict something that doesn’t exist in real life, you need screen direction. And in the eyes of someone from another industry, I think it would seem like a really complex script because of the sheer amount of detail regarding action, layout, and such.
Step 3: Storyboarding
The storyboard is drawn from the script. Normally, the director draws the storyboards. But since the number of episodes keeps increasing for TV series, lately we’re seeing several storyboard artists dividing the labor.
Here are some samples of storyboards from Saekano the Movie: Finale, one of Toshikazu Tsuji’s past projects shared with the panel:
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Envelopes like these, sometimes referred to as “shot envelopes” contain the layout drawings and artwork that become the key animations and in-betweens of individual scenes. By the end, all the materials that make up each scene and the finished ones are all inside one of these envelopes.
This is what storyboards look like:
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This is an excerpt from the live performance scene at the top of Saekano the Movie.
Using Saekano the Movie as an example--it was a tad difficult to associate the “live scene” of the script to the animation. In the script, the directors and team have endless discussions of what they want to see within however many seconds of the animation. This is described to the animators, the people who is actually drawing the actions/storyboards/etc., who only remember parts of the conversation or only get a few words and they have to create these complex drawings after hearing the phrase “live scene.” Sometimes there is a lot of direction in those discussions while in the original novel it may just say, “they fought, they won,” but the battle leads into an epic space war.
Producers are always excited to see the storyboards. They know it must be a lot of work, hard work, to get them but they’re amazing. Animators sometimes get mad at the scripts and the different “grammar” of the adaptations between the novel and the anime script, but they do great work. To the producers, it's almost the same feeling as a fan seeing the anime for the first time.
Back to the Saekano the Movie example, in the live performance scene above, the animator that was asked to draw the scene knew how to use the instruments being played. That experience is indispensable in some cases as it helps make the movements more accurate and realistic. In the worst case scenario, producers sometimes go with motion capture or use recordings of live performances that are then 3-D rendered for the key animations.
Step 4: Key Animations
Key animations are a part of the storyboard. They are often more detailed images used to depict specifics in individual scenes, with other frames used for movements happening in between. They are often discussed and detailed during and post conversations between the animator, director, super director, and the producer.
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The above is an example of a key animation. It’s not something that stands on its own, rather, they’re made out of multiple drawings. This is where she utters the “meee” from the lyrics (Saekano the Movie). This key animation is to clarify that she’s saying “meee” from the lyrics as the shape of her mouth changes. The words on the page are helpful, but not necessary.
Next we see a sample of timesheets (image below).
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Time sheets are like a blueprint. This is a 3-second shot described in a timesheet and it contains all of the information going into that 3 seconds.
At the top of the timesheets are numbers and that’s where they write where they want the key animation positions to be. Since this is a live performance scene, it ends on a unique shot, and for normal shots, they’d insert some dialogue, or time a movement there. There are also instructions for Compositing. The timesheet is filled with all these details.
There are all kinds of key animations, and a key animation that’s cleared every step in the process is what we call an in-between.
Step 5: In-Betweening
In-betweening is creating the materials that fill up the spaces between the key animation positions. Since anime is all about movement from point a to point b, we have several pages to make characters and items move in-between the two points.
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(Image from: https://boords.com/animatic/what-is-the-definition-of-an-animatic-storyboard)
The above is an example. On the left, you see and anamitc--which is essentially a storyboard shown in order to create the story. The frozen frames make up the key animations prior to details. On the right, you have the fully animated piece. All of the movement seen in-between those key animations seen on the left, come together to create the moving animation seen on the right is an example of the in-betweening discussed here.
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Going back to the time sheet--if you look closely you can see numbers going vertically which say 1-2-3-4 etc. Those are key animations. And the tiny dots you see in between, those are in-between animations. So drawing between the first and second key animations is the job of the in-between animator for this scene.
Step 5: Painting & Compositing
Next comes painting and composition--it’s where all the colors are applied. Years ago, this used to be done with real paint. Today though, this process is usually done digitally and it’s done for every frame (all of the in-betweens, key animations, etc.). The painting process includes Compositing. It’s not until after it’s been Composited that it’s truly finished.
During compositing, all of the different piece of paper shown in this panel so far are transformed into the animation you later see. Compositing gets the timesheet you just saw, with the materials for the backgrounds and cells, the animations and such, and then they work from that blueprint to create the full animation.
In the images seen above from the Saekano the Movie example, what you’ve seen is less than a single second but it took that much work to get there. As the producer, sometimes it’s your job to step in and help if the animators taking on that workload get overwhelmed.
Animators probably leave their personal mark somewhere on the key animations they create, something that only they know about. So if that storyboard can be thought of as a blueprint for drawing, then the key animations have their character settings, and they’re drawn by diverse people with unique intentions. That’s what we try to go for, and it’s really great to be able to see it all before anyone else as a producer. Like a character who’s never made a gesture like that in such a situation in the original story, but then when a certain animator draws that character, you’ll see that gesture and it will bring life to the image. If you start looking, it’s pretty endless. But seeing all these personal stamps is what makes it so intriguing. As long as it doesn’t stray far from the story, it’s not usually a problem for the producer. It what makes anime adaptation so enjoyable for one of the panelists.
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Final Step (6): Recording & Editing
After the visuals are done, comes the sound production and voice actors. Once you find the people for the roles needed, they move onto recording, and then background music is added, and finally you get the finished product that viewers see. Editing happens then too, though it also happens throughout the process as things are added and taken out over the course of production.
An example of the finished product: 
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The producer can change the whole feel of the show as they often make executive decisions on music, editing, marketing, etc. They have to oversee the process, as we’ve seen throughout the panelists’ discussion on the production process. It’s worth understanding from an analytic point of view as you see how their styles, focuses, and insight can influence the creation of a series.
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His Second Chance Part 4
Bucky x Reader
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Bucky comes back from Wakanda with Steve, ready to begin his recovery from his days as the Winter Soldier, but there’s one thing he doesn’t take into account - you.
Warnings: Smutty thoughts, anxiety, language, angst, fluff.
Word count: Approx 2200
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Bucky was quite pleased with himself as he sat at the kitchen island next to you, hand intertwined in yours as you anxiously bounced your leg. Rock music blasted in your ears as you absentmindedly chewed on your lip. You’d had a nightmare and Bucky was the only other person up at four in the morning, so you took the opportunity to calm yourself in his presence.
 You and Bucky had been holding hands a lot lately, it wasn’t romantic, it was more of a comforting and friendly way of letting each other know that you were there. Bucky certainly enjoyed the attention and he was getting used to the feeling of someone touching him without pain involved. He found himself looking for your hand sometimes, even waking up and looking forward to running his thumb over the back of your silky soft hand.
 Honestly, Bucky had no idea why you were so content around him all the time. He barely spoke and when he did it was mostly grunts, one word answers or very short sentences and he had a way of always sounding like he’s annoyed or deep in thought. But for some reason, you were so comfortable to be in his presence and so relaxed, which confused the hell out of Bucky. Why would you feel comfortable around him? He thought himself a monster, he’d done awful things with the hand you held. Sometimes he looked down and still saw the blood staining his hands, but that seemed to be a fading illusion now and he gladly watched that melt away, hoping one day he wouldn’t see it again.
 That didn’t mean that things were normal again though. No. You were quite happily showing Bucky everything he’d missed, technology, TV shows, movies, the whole works, but it was so overwhelming and Bucky was reaching a tipping point. He wanted to keep you happy, god that gorgeous smile you had every time you successfully showed him something or he tried a new thing or rediscovered something was wonderful, but it came with a price. Bucky was increasingly uncomfortable with the progression; it was too fast but he just didn’t have the heart to tell you to slow down or stop and take a breather. You were so sweet and kind and he really didn’t want to disappoint you and he struggled to think of a way to approach it gently with you because he knew you didn’t handle confrontation well. He certainly didn’t want you to think that he either didn’t appreciate your efforts or that he was telling you off.
So he stomached it for you. To make you proud.
But it hurt.
 Bucky watched you pull out an earbud and pick up your tea. “Feelin’ better?” Bucky asked. Brooklyn accent is coming back, nice Barnes. “Yeah, thanks Buck.” You nodded; eyes trained on the mug, voice quiet and flat. Lie. That was a lie. “Sure?” He asked, squeezing your hand a little. You looked up at him, cheeks flushed red as you locked eyes. His blue stare bore into you and somehow just with the look he gave you, you gave up the truth as if his blue irises were silently coaxing it out of you. “No.” You sighed. “Want to talk?” Bucky asked, grunting it out more like. His voice was hoarse and gravelly from sleep still. You shook your head, swallowing your tea down, your brow beading with a cold sweat and you sniffled a little.
 You had stolen Steve’s jumper, the sleeves were way too long on you, so you used the floppy excess to wipe away the tears that threatened to spill, trying to keep yourself from actually crying. Is she… Crying? Oh no. “Please don’t cry.” Bucky whispered; he hadn’t meant to say that out loud and you looked up at him in surprise, cheeks burning even brighter, the blush creeping across your nose and ears now. Really? Did you just? Yep you just said that out loud. Good restraint. You gave Bucky a watery smile as a few tears escaped your eyes. No, please don’t cry, pretty girl. He really cared, your heart soared when you saw his concern for you, but your eyes disobeyed you causing your tears to run freely. “I’m here.” Bucky’s gravelly, deep voice soothed you.
 Was this helping? Please be helpful. You’re not very creative Barnes. All you did was squeeze his hand as you sniffled, wiping tears away roughly with your sleeve. Please be more gentle with yourself. Bucky almost took over wiping away tears for you, but he refused to use his metal hand and his flesh hand was already doing the job of holding your delicate little fingers. How do I make this better? How do I make her smile again? Um- uh- what if I-. “(Y/n), sweetheart?” Steve paused at the doorway as he saw you crying and barrelled into the room in his workout gear. Oh fuck off Steve. “Sweetheart, what’s the matter?” Steve asked, pulling you close, your hand slipping out of Bucky’s. NooOOO. I was doing that. Goddammit Steve. Bucky huffed out loud after he lost contact with your hand. Well that was rude, I was handling that just fine. I think. You wept into Steve’s shoulder, crying out as you pawed at his shirt, clutching it in your little fingers.
 Bucky didn’t quite catch himself in time before he growled, pulling the attention to him by accident. “Sorry, I just- uh.” Bucky scratched the back of his neck. You whimpered as you cried into Steve’s shoulder. Well fucking done you idiot. Use. Your. Words. My god. “Fuckin’ shut up.” Bucky growled at his inner voice angrily, making you flinch in your seat. Oh no, fuck meee Barnes. Sweetheart, pretty girl I’m sorry, I wasn’t talking to you, I swear. “Sorry, I-.” Bucky grumbled.
 “What was that Buck?” Steve sounded stern as he held you tightly. Oh no, protective Steve mode. This might end badly. “I swear Stevie, I swear I didn’t mean to, the voice in my head, I- I just.” Bucky stuttered, god he sounded weak, small, panicked even before he dropped his face into his hands. “I wanted it to stop.” Bucky all but whimpered into his hands. Bucky was well and truly confused when he felt your hand wrap around his wrist. He just scared you, didn’t he? Why were you coming to comfort him? “I’m sorry.” Bucky whispered. He was so quiet he wasn’t sure you’d even heard him. “I’m sorry, I’m a fuckin’ monster, god.” Bucky stressed, more at himself than to anyone else. Before you could even try to comfort him further, Bucky was bolting out of the kitchen, your teary, red eyes trailing after his retreating form as he left.
 “He thinks he scares you.” Sam poked you in the arm as you sat on the sofa next to him. Oh, that’s not good. “Does he?” Sam asked, concern evident in his voice when you didn’t respond. “No.” You answered immediately. “Steve’s been with him for a while.” You glance over at the archway that lead into the hallway. Steve had gone to talk to Bucky hours ago when he initially ran off, the commotion caused Sam to finally rouse from his sleep and the two of you had been going about your day as best as you could together. But no matter what you did, your mind wandered back to Bucky. He thinks he scares you, that worried you, how often did he think that? You sigh, Sam’s arm finding it’s way around your shoulders.
 “You like her, don’t you?” Steve asked, Bucky stayed completely silent. Of course I like her, have you SEEN her? “You gotta try talking to her properly, man. You hardly know her and I can see you’re head over heels for her already.” Steve nudged him in the side. Was it that obvious? Had you noticed? “I know, I know, she just makes me so… Nervous.” Bucky admitted, sighing. He just wanted to be able to get the words out, tell you how goddamn pretty you were, tease you about your beautiful little butt, tell you how beautiful your hair is. He wanted to ask you how your day was, compliment your cooking, go out for walks with you, talk about your hobbies, understand whatever the hell a videogame was and make fun of your stupid Captain America hoodie – in a nice way, of course. There was so much he wanted to do but he just couldn’t.
Can’t do it, I can’t do it.
“You can do it Buck.” It was as if Steve read his mind. “You survived seventy years in Hydra, you survived so much, you can do it.” Steve reassured him, just above a whisper.
He would try. For you.
 It wasn’t until the evening that you finally saw Bucky again. Your day had felt so empty without him around and you had to refrain from throwing yourself at him when he finally reappeared. Bucky was having a hard time not staring at you, the amount you walked around in the tiniest amount of clothes. You’d left your room to get some water before heading back to continue your videogame for the evening and you only wore a loose top and underwear. Even worse, you had no bra on and Bucky could see your perfect little nipples poking through the material of your shirt. Truthfully, you had absolutely no idea what you were doing to him, you had no clue that he found it incredibly sexy. You were totally oblivious to the way Bucky’s gaze latched onto your beautiful nipples when you stepped into the light or the way that his gaze would trail over you.
 Holy- wow. “Hey, uh- sorry about earlier.” Bucky grumbled out, a small smile twitching on his lips for a second before he resumed his usual blank expression. “I’m really sorry.” Bucky went on. Good, okay, maybe elaborate. “Really sorry.” Elaborate. Bucky mentally face palmed. “You make me nervous.” He blurted out quickly, eyes wide, lips pursed together tightly. I said elaborate, not fucking confess something weird, what is wrong with you Barnes? You blinked up at him through your thick lashes. “Oh… I’m sorry.” A look of sadness crossed your features before you turned away to continue into the kitchen to refill your bottle. “No, not like that.” Bucky trailed after you.
 Fuck, why are you so bad at this? If this was the forties you’d charm the socks off her. She’s not wearing socks, okay the top off her, then. Oh now that was an image. Bucky shook his head before drawing in a deep breath. “I didn’t mean it like that, it’s just, you’re so-.” Bucky cut himself off as you stopped at the sink, glancing up at him, confusion on your face. “I’m so what, Bucky?” You sounded quite unimpressed. “So, um.” Nice to me, so sweet. Bucky shifted awkwardly as you lifted the tap and ran the cold water for a moment before sticking your bottle under the stream. You looked at him and tilted your head. Bucky squeezed his eyes shut. Say it, say the thing, c’mon Barnes. “Pretty.” The word fell out of his mouth and Bucky looked surprised. That wasn’t what he’d planned to say at all. A blush crept onto your cheeks, a shy smile curving on your lips as you avoided his eye contact.
 Idiot. What the fuck are you doing? “You think I’m pretty?” You squeaked. “That’s why you get nervous?” You ask, turning off the tap. “Sort of.” He nodded. What kind of answer is that? sOrT oF. C’mon Barnes, where’s the charm? “Yes, no, yes. Other reasons too.” Bucky stumbled over his words. That wasn’t what I meant by charm… Whatever that was. Oh god, why can’t the ground just swallow me whole? You made this so fuckin’ awkward. “Other reasons?” You giggled a little, your blush intensifying. “Yes.” Bucky replied simply, nodding curtly. “You’re nice.” Bucky huffed and shut his eyes. You’re nice? Are you five? A little giggle passed through your lips as you blushed madly. “I think you’re nice too, Bucky.” You grinned up at him. “And handsome.” You said just above a whisper and Bucky wasn’t sure if you’d meant to say that or not since it was so quiet. What? She thinks… You’re handsome? Nope, definitely can’t be true, look at the hunk of metal and the scruffy hair, I’m tired, old, damaged. “Very handsome.” You clarified quietly, as you shyly looked away, body twitching in the direction of the open archway back into the main space.
 I might have just made this worse. Now you’re gonna struggle even more to tell her when this is all too much, to slow down. God, why was this so goddamn hard? Why can’t you just be with the pretty girl and go back to normal life at the flick of a switch?
But Bucky knew it wouldn’t happen like that.
It couldn’t.
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COMFORT MEDIA POST HAHA
my comfort media is SOOOO embarassing its sooo cringe cringe is dead but my comfort media is CRINGEE okay so.. god theres no good place to start so ill go w least offensive first
- titanic
ive simply seen it so much i was so obsessed with the titanic when i was a kid that the librarian ordered more books about it when they got new ones every year for me personally bc she knew id check out all the titanic books over and over she literally told me one time when the titanic movie would be on tv and what channel even though it was airing at like 11pm-2am but i think it was so my parents wouldnt get mad at me seeing me watch it bc s3x scene she was literally the coolest so all that makes me <3
- rick and morty
IM SORRY IM SORRY IM SOOOO SORRY its just so familiar and ive seen it since i was 11 so i dont even like it that much and only admit to having seen some of it but its comfort bc i can turn my brain off and relax and its familiar
- futurama
SAME SHIT SEE ABOVE
- twilight zone
ive seen it since i was baby so its just part of a constant in my life and the first time i watched it like start to finish was during quarantine b4 qe knew it was quarantine (school was "temporarily" out) and i was going thru some things uncorrelated to quarantine but in short like i wasnt eating and i was having major identity crisis and i would only eat like tortilla w cheese dipped in ranch but even that made me sick so i would just stop eating it and watch twilight zone
- thomas and friends
THIS IS THE BIG ONE im not even embarrassed!!!!!! i had totes of the toys when i was a kid the metal take a longs i have the old ones on vhs i still watch them i always watch it idc the narrators (ringo starr, alec baldwin, johnny morris...) their voices literally make my mind tinglingly numb like post jerk off numb and i will unironically rant abt the beauty of the sets the sunsets they made and the softness of the grass and trees and their voices idc idc idc i watched it all thru hs and still do to this day sue me!!
- sword art online
first anime i watched didnt even know what anime was i was in middle school something abt it got my attention so solidly i stared at the screen in my dark ass room in my chair thinking of and doing nothing else i literally was so isolated back then and had no friends i literally lost months of my life to sao and i watch it when im bedriddenly sick bc i do the same thing ebery fckng time i watch it my mind just glosses over like a glazed donut bc it just takes me back to that
- carrie
this one is more recent i only watched it start to end the first time out of nowhere last year but since then something abt it just. makes me feel like crazy time im insane now i will stay up for days after watching tht movie
- regular show
i mean do i even need to explain... i seen it since i was very young and its like ingrained in my brain literally the reason i say yea-yuh and i didnt even like. intentionally i just realized when i rewatched it recently that i say it and that must b the reason why
- heathers
i have watched this movie on endless loop since i was about 12 i know every word i literally can talk along with it without looking its just... the music, the cinematography in some scenes all is just.. too much 4 me
- john dies at the end
idk i walked in on my dad watching it late at night when i was like 10 and he let me stay he didnt say a word so i just. i couldn't tell u what its abt bc i always fall asleep in the first 20 mins bc its comforting bc i just remember it and watched it
honourable mentions
- steven universe
OKAY NOTHING MORE CRINGE THAN SAYING SU IS COMFORT MEDIA MAYBE but listen. ive been the same age as steven since the air date and idk what cosmic nightmares done this to me but its like so much of the like. lessons taught were pertinent to my life at the time and i literally grew up w steven LITERALLY THE SAME AGE our birthdays are less than a month apart so i just connected with it so hard and the reason its only an honourable is bc i dont think ill ever watch it again. literally ever. its too personal to me bc so many of the conflicts and lessons i made such a personal connection to and drew parallels to that it literally is actually painful bc i just remember all that junk when i watch it ajshhdis horrid! dont blame me tho i was like 13 and going thru stuff w no one to talk to abt it no friends rlly and it was just my outlet :/
- digimon!
i never watched it truly as a kid but i watched it in middle school! and got so into it but then i stopped and forgot everything abt it so when i watch it now its very relaxing and i just like feel whole akdjjs bc its a very good thing from middle school era even tho middle school era was HORRIBLEEE FOR MEEE THE EMOTIONAL TURMOIL THE FAMILY DRAMA THE EVERYTHINGG but except digimon ❣ it just doesnt quite hit the comfort media mark 4 me
- jurassic park!
i rlly love this series and ive seen it as long as i can remember but idk that its rlly comfort media moreso just a series i rlly like... the BOOK is DEFO comfort for me tho its one of the only books i remember reading all the way thru by choice as a kid
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What’s your favorite ice cream flavor?
Do you like sushi?
Are you vegan or vegetarian?
Would you ever go vegan or vegetarian?
Do you believe humans should change their ways to help salvage the earth?
What are some things you’re doing to help the earth?
What are some of your hobbies and interests?
Do you like to write?
What do you do when you’re in a creative rut?
If you’re feeling stressed, what do you do to make yourself feel better?
Have you tried any products from LUSH? Did you like them?
What do you consider self care?
Last time you used a face mask?
Favorite skincare products?
What are your holy grail beauty products?
Have you ever cried in the shower?
Have you ever slipped in the shower?! Did you get hurt?
What’s your go-to perfume/cologne/body spray?
What are your top 3 favorite fruits?
Are you more of a green juice or fruit smoothie person?
How do you make yourself cheer up when you’re in a really crappy or sad mood?
What did you dream about last night?
What do you usually find yourself daydreaming about?
How did you meet your best friend?
Who’s the most important person in your life?
Describe your dream date.
Talk about a fun & happy memory you have.
If you had one wish, what would you wish for? (And you CAN’T wish for more wishes!)
Does Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol make you want to cry? (Cuz it makes me wanna cry LOL)
What are some names you’d wanna name your kids?
Talk about a memory that makes you laugh.
Last time you cried tears of joy?
Tell us about a time you were really, really proud of yourself.
What’s one of your biggest accomplishments?
What is something you’re currently looking forward to?
Do you love yourself? (Doesn’t matter what you say anyway, you’re awesome and worthy of love always and forever.)
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Guys can anyone suggest me some good books to read and also songs. Even kdrama or tv shows or movies , pretty please…..
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OKAY, THAT IS IT! THIS IS THE FINAL STRAAAAWW! I've had it with all you frickin trolls, and all you frickin haters, and all you frickin stupid fan-fricks! YOU GUYS ARE THE ONES THAT RUINED CARTOONS FOR EVERYONE! Can't you see that?! What the frick are you guys DOING!? Asking for all this fricking garbage? WHY DO WE NEED ADVENTURE TIME? WHY DO WE NEED REGULAR SHOW? WHY DO WE NEED ANOTHER SPONGEBOB MOVIE? WHY DO WE NEED A- A FANBOY & CHUM-CHUM REVIVAL?! WHY DO WE NEED ALL THAT?! CAN'T WE HAVE A PROPER 90s STYLE CARTOON SERIES, FOR CRYING OUT FRICKING LOUD?! You guys killed the Rocko series! All you frickin' FAN FRICKS, and your FRICKING FANTASIES SPEWED OUT AT YOU BY FRICKING POOP MERCHANTS! I'M TIRED OF ALL YOU FRICKS! I'M SO FRICKING MAD, AND I'M...So fricking mad! I mean, you guys, YOU GUYS, HAVE OFFICIALLY MADE ME LOSE MY MARBLES!! WHY CAN'T YOU GUYS JUST ASK FOR A PROPER 90s STYLE CARTOON SERIES?! THIS IS A NIGHTMARE! [Sammy throws a chair against the wall] I'm sure NO Rocko fan predict- would predict that...the ADVENTURE..the Adventure Time fantasizers would RUIN EVERYTHING! And now I bet by now CA- CARTOON NETWORK has got a frickin' PROBLEM SOLVERZ movie in development. With frickin' PAPER RAD! 'cause you FRICKIN' FRICKS just CAN'T EVER BE QUENCHED. YOUR A- YOUR MY LITTLE PONY FANTASIES CAN NEVER BE QUENCHED, CAN THEY? YOU FRICKING FRICKS!' When will you learn, WHEN WILL YOU LEARN, THAT YOUR ACTIONS HAVE CONSEQUENCES?! YOU GUYS KEEP ON ASKING FOR AN ADVENTURE TIME MOVIE! AND YOU'RE RUINING THE CARTOON WORLD, HAS IT ALREADY SUFFERED ENOUGH?! AND IT'S STILL SUFFERING! WHAT THE FRICK?! PARENTS JUST CAN'T HANDLE...ROCKO IN THE MODERN WORLD, CAN THEY? ALL CAUSE, WE HAVE TO HAVE THINGS CENSORED! WE HAVE TO HAVE THE BEST JOKES TREATED AS THE WORST! WE HAVE TO HAVE...WE HAVE TO HAVE THREE SLIGHTLY INCOMPLETE EPISODES, DON'T WE?! ANOTHER HALF-ASSED DVD SET!!! HUUUAAAAAAAGAAAHHHGH! [incoherent squealing while Sammy flails his arms around and jumps up and down] YOU FRICKIN' FRICKS! I'VE HAD IT, I'VE FRICKIN' HAD IT! YOU GUYS HAVE OFFICIALLY RUINED EVERYTHING! YOU'VE RUINED THE SPONGEBOB SERIES, THE ROCKO SERIES IS DEAD, 'CAUSE OF THE SPONGEBOB FANBASE! I WILL FOREVER HATE THE SPONGEBOB FANBASE, THEY RUINED EVERYTHING! [Sammy kicks his closet door repeatedly] RUINED...EVERYTHING! [Sammy slams a basket against the ground] I HATE THE SPONGEBOB FANBASE. I... HATE THEM! [Sammy slams the basket against the ground again] [deep breathing from four minutes of screaming] Why's the Spongebob fanbase have to BE LIKE THIS? Oh- Why does the cartoon fanbase have to be so numb-skulled?! Can't you guys FRICKIN' ACCEPT, THAT WE NEED A PROPER GOLDEN-AGE STYLE CARTOON SERIES?! HOLY FRICKIN' FRICKS!!! HOLY FRICKING FRICKS! Why can't we have UNCUT ROCKO'S MODERN LIFE DVD SETS?! Is that so hard to ask? Why can't we have a Futurama sequel? Or, uh...a Futurama prequel?! Or, uh...even a new South Park movie? WHY CAN'T WE HAVE THAT?! [Sammy kicks closet door again] WHY DO WE NEED, AN ADVENTURE TIME MOVIE?! WHY DO WE NEED THAT? WHY? TELL ME? TELLL MEEE! TELLL ME NOWWWWW! [Sammy growls like an animal] CURSE YOU STUPID... FRICKS! You guys RUINED it! You ruined it with your fricking fantasies, your ADVENTURE TIME FANTASIES. "Oh yeah, let's see. GIVE US more Adventure Time. GIVE US more Regular Show. Give us more bland and humorless jokes. THAT'S WHAT COMEDY'S ALL ABOUT, HUH?" "RIGHT! RIGHT DISNEY CHANNEL, RIGHT! GIVE US... FRICKIN'... MORE HANNAH MONTANA CLONES, YEAH, WE NEED MORE OF THOSE!" Sammy kicks wall "As if this sitcom wasn't enough, or THAT sitcom! Oh, oh! While you're at it...While you're at it, why not frickin' give us more LIVE ACTION SUCKFESTS?" WE ALL NEED THAT HUH? WE ALL NEED THAT? WE DON'T NEED CLASSIC SATIRE, RIGHT? WRONG!!! Why do you guys have to ruin it with your fantasies? Why does it have to be like this?! I mean, for MONTHS, I've been giving everyone my ideas of a cartoon sitcom... in the style of Rocko's Modern Life, which... is personally the BEST NICKELODEON SHOW! Okay? I mean NICKELODEON NEVER ACKNOWLEDGES Rocko's Modern Life, it makes me so mad! I mean, why doesn't that show get attention, even Ren & Stimpy does! This makes me so frickin' mad. YOU STUPID... FANS HAD TO RUIN EVERYTHING WITH YOUR ADVENTURE TIME FANTASIES! Holy frick! "Oh, give us more Adventure Time! Give us more Regular Show! Give us more washed-up new episodes of The Simpsons! Give us more Problem Solverz! Problem Solverz revival! Yeah! Give us more trash!" YOU GUYS ARE ALREADY ASKING FOR MORE TRASH! "Oh, frick Futurama, give us more Adventure Time!" NOOOOOO!!! YOU FRICKIN' FRICKS! YOU GUYS HAD TO RUIN IT! YOU GUYS HAD TO RUIN IT! WHY? WHY WHY? WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE LIKE THIS? [Sammy coughs from screaming] Why does it have to BE LIKE THIS? [Sammy kicks the wall again] Why... why? WHY? WHY? You- You stupid fans! The Adventure Time fanbase is just getting me frickin' WORKED UP! [Sammy kicks the wall yet again] All 'cause, they can't give us something actually ACCEPTABLE! JUST WHAT THE FRICK, oh what the frick? This makes me so mad! You guys ruined everything with your Adventure Time fantasies! YOU GUYS ARE FRICKIN' IDIOTS! [Sammy begins stuttering] [Sammy begins throwing various Wii U and other games at his closet door] WHY'D YOU HAVE TO RUIN EVERYTHING?! WHY? WHY?! JUST WHY? WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE LIKE THIS? [Sammy throws some plushies on the ground] I'm tired of this! I'm tired of this! The CARTOON UNIVERSE IS RUINED THANKS TO YOU GUYS! You frickin' fricks! Holy frick, why's it have to be this way? [Sammy growls like an animal again] I HATE THE SPONGEBOB FANBASE, NICKELODEON IS RUINED! WHY CAN'T YOU GUYS LAUNCH A REBUTTAL AGAINST TELEVISION, TO HELP US BRING BACK THE TRUE CLASSICS? WHY'S IT HAVE TO BE THIS HARD?! [Sammy stomps his foot] You... frickin'...FRIIIICKS! [Sammy throws one last plushie at the ground] Frickin... Fricks! Frickin... FRICKS! [Sammy hits his pillow repeatedly, then knocks over his camera with it] [Scene cuts to Sonic art with Sammy's voice in the background] AND LIKE I WAS SAYING EARLIER, NICKELODEON NEVER ACKNOWLEDGES ROCKO'S MODERN LIFE! WHAT THE FRICK? WHY CAN'T THEY EVER FRICKIN' ACKNOWLEDGE THAT SHOW? THEY NEVER FRICKIN' GIVE IT THE LOVE IT DESERVES! YOU ALWAYS SEE THEM IDOLIZING FRICKIN' SPONGEBOB AND REN & STIMPY! It's NEVER ROCKO'S MODERN LIFE! WHAT THE FRICK? If we just tried to make a brilliant show like Rocko's Modern Life, I bet that could rejuvenate the cartoon landscape! You frickin' fricks say "oohhh, Rocko's excellence can't be matched." IT CAN BE FRICKIN' SURPASSED, IF HUMANITY WOULD JUST FRICKIN' COOPERATE AND FRICKIN' GROW SOME BALLS! Holy frickin' fricks! What the frick is wrong with you guys? Why's it have to be like this? Why can't you guys ASK FOR SOMETHING WORTHWHILE?! WHY'S IT HAVE TO BE LIKE THIS...Uhh, HOLY FRICK I HATE ALL YOU FRICKIN' FAN FRICKS! And like I said, it's always Spongebob and Ren & Stimpy! Those shows always get acknowledged, it's never Rocko's Modern Life, that's the best Nickelodeon classic! Holy frickin' fricks, it's not Invader Zim, it's not- it's- it's not Fanboy & Chum-Chum like some of you say, it's not Fanboy & Chum-Chum! You frickin fricks come to my channel and say "Ooohh, Fanboy & Chum-Chum is the best Nickelodeon show!" I know it's just you frickin' trolls, tryin' to frickin'...tryin' to frickin'....tryin' to frickin'...mess with me! What the frick! What the frick, y-you frickin' trolls just need to GET OFF MY CHANNEL RIGHT NOW! You frickin' fricks, I hate all of you, why's it have to be like... this? Why can't you guys just frickin'...Why can't you guys just frickin' be good people? And...the Spongebob fanbase. CURSE THE SPONGEBOB FANBASE! YOU GUYS ARE ONES THAT RUINED THE SERIES, YOU RUINED THIS ENTIRE SERIES. Holy frickin' fricks! And guess what? You frickin' fricks...okay...you know what...Avatar is doing much better right now! I mean, when fans requested...when fans requested a sequel series to Avatar, NICKELODEON FRICKIN' DID IT! Why can't Cartoon Network be the same? I thought that when Symbionic Titan was announced, it was going to stay on Cartoon Network. But guess what? Instead, we get...The Problem Solverz! Okay, I'm sorry...I'm sorrry...that...Okay, I actually don't hate The Problem Solverz THAT much. I'm sorry. I'm just getting worked up 'cause of you frickin' Rocko haters! Holy frickin' fricks! I mean, this makes me SO MAD!' You frickin' fricks just ruined everything with your frickin' Adventure Time fantasies, YOUR FRICKIN' ADVENT- [Sammy breaks down in tears] YOU FRICKIN' FRICKS RUINED EVERYTHING! [sob] YOU FRICKIN' ADVENTURE TIME FANTASIES! [sob] WE CAN'T GET A FANBOY & CHUM-CHUM REVIVAL YOU IDIOTS! 'CAUSE THAT WAS WHAT KILLED NICKELODEON IN THE FIRST PLA- [sob] YOU FRICKIN' FRICKS! YOU GUYS HAVE TO RUIN EVERYTHING! I HATE YOU FRICKIN' TROLLS, FRICK YOUUU! [scene switches to Sammy on the floor, in tears and with a blanket on him] Please, cartoon fans, I beg of you! PLEASE STOP SUPPORTING ADVENTURE TIME! And support my idea... of a full revival of the 90s classics! PLEASE! Please...please! All Rocko fans out there, we can assemble... and heal Rocko for good! WE DON'T HAVE TO LISTEN TO THESE ADVENTURE TIME FANTASIZER-ZERS! THESE FRICKIN' FAN FRICKS, WE DON'T HAVE TO FRICKIN' LISTEN TO THEM! Please cartoon fans please! [Sammy writhes around on floor] STOP SUPPORTING ADVENTURE TIME, STOP RUINING CARTOONS! YOU FRICKIN' FAN FRICKS RUINED ANIMATION! [Sammy writhes around again] FRICK, FRICK, AHHH FRICK! [Sammy hits his foot and holds it in pain] FRICK! FRICK FRICK! THIS IS FRICKIN' STUPID! GRRR CURSE YOUUUU! CURSE YOU CARTOON FANBASE!
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Get to know me tag!
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I was tagged by the wonderful and amazing @racingllama! Thanks a lot! This was a lot of fun!
RULES : Post a pic of your simself with your traits and answer the questions!
I think my traits would be: clumsy, dog lover, and geek!
I now tag @sweezlee, @coliemoon4sims4 @chimaerae @nadi-nadi @artemisa02 @newerquality @electricsoftie @caramellet @petitesimss @redyuyu @sailing-simmer @markslatina @blurri-sim-kid @ilovesaramoonkids and anyone who wants to do it!
1. WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME? Aidee
2. WHAT IS YOUR NICKNAME? Heidi, Pimpo, Bro, Loyis:)
3. BIRTHDAY? February 21!
4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE BOOK SERIES? aNY. I love books. I love romance, action, comedy. Anything.
5. DO YOU BELIEVE IN ALIENS OR GHOSTS? None, but I do believe in alien ghosts.
6. WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE AUTHOR? I’m gonna get killed for this but... Veronica Roth?
7. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE RADIO STATION? 99.9 I love Delilah
8. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE FLAVOR OF ANYTHING? Sweetsweetsweetsweet
9. WHAT WORD WOULD YOU USE OFTEN TO DESCRIBE SOMETHING GREAT OR WONDERFUL? AmazeBALLS :D.
10. WHAT IS YOUR CURRENT FAVORITE SONG? Ehrm... that’s a hard one. Paper Crowns by Alec Benjamin
11. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE WORD? Doggo
12. WHAT WAS THE LAST SONG YOU LISTENED TO? Paper Crowns by Alec Benjamin xD I’m I too predictable?
13. WHAT TV SHOW WOULD YOU RECOMMEND FOR EVERYBODY TO WATCH? Devilman Crybaby, don’t judge me!
14. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE MOVIE TO WATCH WHEN YOU’RE FEELING DOWN? Nothing with dogs in it, or I cry
15. DO YOU PLAY VIDEO GAMES? Yep! I play Zelda and hORROR RPG’s
16. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR? (incoming cliche answer) being forgotten.
17. WHAT IS YOUR BEST QUALITY, IN YOUR OPINION? I can sense when people don’t have good intentions, that’s why I have almost no friends.
18. WHAT IS YOUR WORST QUALITY, IN YOUR OPINION? Read above answer!
19. DO YOU LIKE CATS OR DOGS BETTER? Cats.
20. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SEASON? Winter because of Christmas and my Birthday!
21. ARE YOU IN A RELATIONSHIP? I am told to say no.
22. WHAT IS SOMETHING YOU MISS FROM YOUR CHILDHOOD? I could be days without showering without feeling guilty!
23. WHO IS YOUR BEST FRIEND? Loyis, but she’s in Germany right now. And I’m not, which is sad.
24. WHAT IS YOUR EYE COLOR? Brownish black? Blackish brown?
25. WHAT IS YOUR HAIR COLOR? I grabbed one hair and it was black, and I grabbed another one and it was brown, now my life is in shambles..
26. WHO IS SOMEONE YOU LOVE? LOYISSSS COME BACK TO MEEE
27. WHO IS SOMEONE YOU TRUST? EHEM. LOYIS COME BACK TO ME.
28. WHO IS SOMEONE YOU THINK ABOUT OFTEN? AHHHH *throws myself to the ground* (loyis)
29. ARE YOU CURRENTLY EXCITED ABOUT/FOR SOMETHING? Yep! Answering these questions!
30. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST OBSESSION? Sims, anime, my dogs. That’s my laifu.
31. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE TV SHOW AS A CHILD? I loved the shows everyone now considers bad, like Johnny Test or Kick Buttowski, but Dragon Ball Z was my childhood.
32. WHO OF THE OPPOSITE GENDER CAN YOU TELL ANYTHING TO, IF ANYONE? I’m not allowed to answer this question or I’ll cry
33. ARE YOU SUPERSTITIOUS? Only if my grandma is present. She makes everyone superstitious, she is a witch, in the good sense.
34. DO YOU HAVE ANY UNUSUAL PHOBIAS? I’m afraid of flushing the toilet. Don’t ask! Yes, I do flush the toilet.
35. DO YOU PREFER TO BE IN FRONT OF THE CAMERA OR BEHIND IT? Yes.
36. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE HOBBY? Anything in front of a computer.
37. WHAT WAS THE LAST BOOK YOU READ? The Psychoanalist by I don’t remember who, but his style is a little too slow and descriptive!
38. WHAT WAS THE LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes of Grindelwald. Now I’m in love with Newt. He’s mine now.
39. WHAT MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS DO YOU PLAY, IF ANY? None, but my brother is a musical prodigy so that’s something.
40. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ANIMAL? Not dogs.
41. WHAT ARE YOUR TOP 5 FAVORITE TUMBLR BLOGS THAT YOU FOLLOW? Everyone! Every single person in the sims community is super talented!
42. WHAT SUPERPOWER DO YOU WISH YOU HAD? I request mind reading.
43. WHEN AND WHERE DO YOU FEEL MOST AT PEACE? When I sleep, when I’m not thinking.
44. WHAT MAKES YOU SMILE? My doggos, specially all of them.
45. WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY, IF ANY? Ice skating but it hurts a ton
46. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE DRINK? Milk
47. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU WROTE A HAND-WRITTEN LETTER OR NOTE TO SOMEBODY? What’s that, “hand-written” you speak of?
48. ARE YOU AFRAID OF HEIGHTS? No, I am heights.
49. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST PET PEEVE? Stupid people (me)
50. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN TO A CONCERT? Yep, it’s kinda like a tradition in my family to go to one every year!
51. ARE YOU VEGAN/VEGETARIAN? No.
52. WHEN YOU WERE LITTLE, WHAT DID YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GREW UP? A veterinarian, but I couldn’t!
53. WHAT FICTIONAL WORLD WOULD YOU LIKE TO LIVE IN? Whatever world Bleach is set in. I wanna marry Ichigo Kurosaki.
54. WHAT IS SOMETHING YOU WORRY ABOUT? Yep, everything everything everything
55. ARE YOU SCARED OF THE DARK? Nope, I am darkness
56. DO YOU LIKE TO SING? Sure, but I can’t, I sing like a sick cat.
57. HAVE YOU EVER SKIPPED SCHOOL? What’s that “school” you speak of?
58. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PLACE ON THE PLANET? My room
59. WHERE WOULD YOU LIKE TO LIVE? In Japan! Anywhere in Japan! Just in Japan!
60. DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS? Yep! I have three fake huskies
61. ARE YOU MORE OF AN EARLY BIRD OR A NIGHT OWL? Both. I never sleep. What’s sleep?
62. DO YOU LIKE SUNRISES OR SUNSETS BETTER? Sunsets, I prefer nighttime!
63. DO YOU KNOW HOW TO DRIVE? Nope, I honestly should learn.
64. DO YOU PREFER EARBUDS OR HEADPHONES? Earbuds, they’re cute and tiny.
65. HAVE YOU EVER HAD BRACES? Yep, I’m in fact wearing  them right now! How did you know?
66. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE GENRE OF MUSIC? Early 2000′s scene music.
67. WHO IS YOUR HERO? My dad
68. DO YOU READ COMIC BOOKS? Yep. All the time. I am a comic book
69. WHAT MAKES YOU THE MOST ANGRY? NOT FINISHING STUFF. I MUST FINISH THIS THING.
70. DO YOU PREFER TO READ ON AN ELECTRONIC DEVICE OR WITH A REAL BOOK? A real book! I like to hold them and the smell!
71. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL? Recess
72. DO YOU HAVE ANY SIBLINGS? I have between 1 and 3 brothers
73. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU BOUGHT? A snack! It was yummy
74. HOW TALL ARE YOU? 1.55 inches.
75. CAN YOU COOK? Nope, who needs food anyways?
76. WHAT ARE THREE THINGS THAT YOU LOVE? My dogs, my life and myself!
77. WHAT ARE THREE THINGS THAT YOU HATE? My dogs, my life and myself!:)
78. DO YOU HAVE MORE FEMALE FRIENDS OR MORE MALE FRIENDS? I don’t know, I haven’t counted them!
79. WHAT IS YOUR SEXUAL ORIENTATION? Who needs labels?
80. WHERE DO YOU CURRENTLY LIVE? Juarez, Chihuahua. You’ll never find it.
81. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TEXTED? The love of my life!
82. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED? Right now. I’m crying right now.
83. WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE YOUTUBER? Joanna Cedia. I stan.
84. DO YOU LIKE TO TAKE SELFIES? I guess?
85. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE APP? Tumblr!
86. WHAT IS YOUR RELATIONSHIP WITH YOUR PARENT(S) LIKE? I think it’s pretty good!
87. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE FOREIGN ACCENT? German.
88. WHAT IS A PLACE THAT YOU’VE NEVER BEEN TO, BUT YOU WANT TO VISIT? Germany, i’d like to see my grandpa’s home country!
89. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE NUMBER? 42. It’s the answer to everything.
90. CAN YOU JUGGLE? Yep. No. Im juggling right now.
91. ARE YOU RELIGIOUS? I guess not.
92. DO YOU FIND OUTER SPACE OF THE DEEP OCEAN TO BE MORE INTERESTING? The ocean. It is a beautiful void.
93. DO YOU CONSIDER YOURSELF TO BE A DAREDEVIL? No, I’m too wholesome for that.
94. ARE YOU ALLERGIC TO ANYTHING? Nope!
95. CAN YOU CURL YOUR TONGUE? Yes!
96. CAN YOU WIGGLE YOUR EARS? No, but I know someone who can!
97. HOW OFTEN DO YOU ADMIT THAT YOU WERE WRONG ABOUT SOMETHING? I’m never wrong!
98. DO YOU PREFER THE FOREST OR THE BEACH? The forest!
99. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PIECE OF ADVICE THAT ANYONE HAS EVER GIVEN YOU? Never leave things unfinished!
100. ARE YOU A GOOD LIAR? Nope. I can’t do that.
101. WHAT IS YOUR HOGWARTS HOUSE? Hufflepuff. We rock.
102. DO YOU TALK TO YOURSELF? No! Stop exposing me!
103. ARE YOU AN INTROVERT OR AN EXTROVERT? I’m definitely an introvert!
104. DO YOU KEEP A JOURNAL/DIARY? I have tried! But I’ve never been able to complete one.
105. DO YOU BELIEVE IN SECOND CHANCES? Yep.
106. IF YOU FOUND A WALLET FULL OF MONEY ON THE GROUND, WHAT WOULD YOU DO? I don’t know. I know I wouldn’t keep it!
107. DO YOU BELIEVE THAT PEOPLE ARE CAPABLE OF CHANGE? Definitely.
108. ARE YOU TICKLISH? Yes. A lot. Don’t touch me.
109. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN ON A PLANE? Yep!
110. DO YOU HAVE ANY PIERCINGS? My ears!
111. WHAT FICTIONAL CHARACTER DO YOU WISH WAS REAL? Ichigo Kurosaki! Let me marry him!
112. DO YOU HAVE ANY TATTOOS? Nope! But I’m planning on getting some!
113. WHAT IS THE BEST DECISION THAT YOU’VE MADE IN YOUR LIFE SO FAR? I don’t know, my life isn’t over yet.
114. DO YOU BELIEVE IN KARMA? Yep!
115. DO YOU WEAR GLASSES OR CONTACTS? Glasses but you’ll never catch me wearing them!
116. DO YOU WANT CHILDREN? No.
117. WHO IS THE SMARTEST PERSON YOU KNOW? My dad, I think.
118. WHAT IS YOUR MOST EMBARRASSING MEMORY? I’ll not tell you!
119. HAVE YOU EVER PULLED AN ALL-NIGHTER? I never sleep. I always pull all-nighters.
120. WHAT COLOR ARE MOST OF YOU CLOTHES? Void.
121. DO YOU LIKE ADVENTURES? YEP! Let’s go on one right now!
122. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN ON TV? I guess, even accidentally. Maybe everyone has been on TV.
123. HOW OLD ARE YOU? 18
124. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE QUOTE? “What if it doesn’t work out? Ah, but what if it does?”
125. DO YOU PREFER SWEET OR SAVORY FOODS? What is savory? I onLY KNOW SWEET!
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11 Questions
I was tagged by @gizzwhizz
Rules: Answer the questions you’re given at the end, write 11 of your own, and tag 11 people.
I’m so bad at doing these, mostly because I feel like I’m so boring why would anyone want to know about meee? lol but I love all you peeps so I’m going to try my best to talk about myself more  ♡
I’ll tag @saturnvalleycoffee  @prompuff  @dirtyhecker
1. What is your favorite TV show and why (cartoons and anime count)?
I guess it would have to be FRIENDS. It’s been 14 years since it ended and I STILL watch it. It was the first show that really made me bond with my mother and sister since that was the only thing we could all watch together. 
2. What is your favorite thing to do on Saturday night? 
Play video games! I spend all week communicating with people for my job, the best thing for me is to unwind and not be sociable lol. 
3. Any games you’re excited for this year?
Shadow of the Colossus looks beautiful I cant wait to experience the remake!  And i mean helllooooo Kingdom Hearts 3 please!? XD
4. Do you have a book that you’ve read over and over?
I’m going to be THAT person and say Harry Potter. No other book phased me the way that series did. It left a huge impact on me growing up and holds a lot of special memories  ♡
5. Who was your favorite teacher?
I was lucky enough to grow up with a group of really strong and confident ladies who mentored me throughout my years from 2nd grade through 10th grade. They were all friends together and so I spent time with them growing up even when they weren’t my teachers anymore. 
6. What is your favorite piece of trivia you know that most people don’t?
I can’t think of a random piece of trivia at the moment, but I will own at Disney Trivia :)  Its actually kind of scary. I also have a weird knowledge of Movie/Video game orchestra soundtracks, so if the Jurassic Park theme or Metal Gear Solid theme were to start playing, I would know instantly ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
7. What’s your favorite season?
Winter.  I love snow and how quiet it can get  ♡
8. Have you ever traveled to another country? Is there a country you’d like to go to?
I’ve been fortunate enough to travel with my family since I was able to walk. I’ve been to the Caribbean Islands, France, Italy, Greece, Mexico, Spain. I am dying to go to London, Thailand, or Bali
9. Have you made any friends through fanfiction/fan art/fandom in general that you don’t think you would have made otherwise?
I have FFXV to thank for that :) I’ve been in a couple fandoms now where I had never talked to anyone or no one ever reached out to me. I’m incredibly shy, but when it comes to supporting others and letting them know their content is amazing, I try my best to tell them (it’s the least I can do after all the hard work they put into creating something!) And this past year, for the first time ever I’ve spoken to sooo many incredible people! Mostly it’s been them reaching out to me and me trying not to be a blubbering gushing dumb dumb. If it wasnt for FFXV I don’t think I would be friends with these people, and I’m so grateful that they reached out to me :’)  (you know who you are!!)  ♡ ♡ ♡
10. Do you listen to Podcasts, and if so what are your favorites?
Yessss!  Love a good Podcast!  So I had finished one a couple months ago called Dirty John.  If you love a good Crime/Thriller story, this one made me zip through it all in one day.  It’s only 6 episodes long, about 45 minutes each, and it tells the true story of a psychotic man that charms his way into different women’s lives. It’s fricken insane! Deals with a lot of dark stuff so please read up before you listen if that type of content is hard for you.
Another good Podcast station is “The Moth”.  If you check it out, I highly recommend It Was the Best of Times, It Was the Worst of Times.  Only 9 minutes long, this is a beautifully heartbreaking story that had me ugly crying in my car during traffic  ♡  The Moth has a library of other short stories that are wonderful to listen to as well!
11. Is there a movie you could always watch and never get tired of?
Ever After ♡ The Lord of the Rings ♡ Harry Potter ♡ The Lion King ♡ The Fountain ♡ 
Questions for the people I tagged:
1. We all have our annoyances, what is your biggest pet peeve?
2. What is your favorite food item?
3. As the only human left on Earth, what would you do?
4. What is one of your favorite smells?
5. Name one of your guilty pleasures ;)
6. What quirks do you have?
7. If you could live in a game or movie universe, where would you most like to live in?
8. Which of your scars has the best story behind it?
9. Recent google search, what was it?
10. What is your favorite Disney movie? (If you don’t like Disney, what is your fav. movie?
11. Are you currently addicted to any video games at the moment?  And if so, any recs?
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witchlightsands · 7 years
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Brightshipping prompt: sleepy cuddles. ~ls xx
I love these sleepy boys???---A Star Wars binge watch date (the prequels, of course) seemed like a good idea until it was midnight and you were only halfway through Attack of the Clones. Micah and Lloyd looked at each other. "We could just agree to finish this one and then sleep?""You're asking me to be rational. That is something I know I cannot do." Micah smirked. Lloyd laughed. They finished the prequels at around three thirty a.m. Micah had pulled the "yawn and stretch to wrap an arm around your significant other's shoulders" trick at least five times throughout the course of the movies, but the last two had sounded more like actual yawns. Lloyd leaned over to grab a blanket. Micah leaned against him. "No blanket needed. Cuddle with meee."Lloyd threw the blanket over himself. Micah took the liberty of wrapping himself in it too. "Your breath smells like popcorn," Micah murmured, cuddling against Lloyd's side. "I'll take that as a compliment?" Lloyd was not very coherent when he was tired. "Tomorrow we're watching the original series.""It is tomorrow." Micah pointed out. "Hey. I have to tell you something important.""What?"Micah leaned his head against Lloyd's shoulder. "I love you."Lloyd kissed the top of his head. "Love you too. Now let me go to sleep."
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fmrcheerios · 7 years
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question 1 - 170 >=]
Haha I knew it, but fair enough! Let’s do this xD
1: How tall or short do you wish you were?I love my length, but 1.75 cm was better. 
2: What’s your dream pet? (Real or not)EL TIGREEEE.
3: Do you have a favorite clothing style?My clothing style changes a lot. I love that my style is a combination of casual with a vintage twist in it. 4: What was your favorite video game growing up?Super Mario and Tekken! 
5: What three things/people do you think of most each day:Food, sleep and chillings with my beloved ones. 6: If you had a warning label, what would yours say?Cepat, cepat! 7: What is your opinion on [insert person/thing here]?Opinion on what? I am mostly open-minded about things. The biggest thing I want is that the person or thing or whatever is happy with it. 8: What is your Greek personality type? [Sanguine, Phlegmatic, Choleric, or Melancholic]Sanguine I think. 9: Are you ticklish?Yes. 10: Are you allergic to anything?I used to be allergic for cats, but luckily I don’t have troubles with it. Sometimes I am allergic for dust. 
11: What’s your sexuality?Straight. 12: Do you prefer tea, coffee, or cocoa?Tea or coffee. 13: Are you a cat or dog person?Both. 14: Would you rather be a vampire, elf, or merperson?Elf! 15: Do you have a favorite Youtuber?I used to watch a lot videos of iiSuperwomanii but I like the videos of @fieldhouses​ and @gewoon-ellianna​! 16: How tall are you?1.69. 
17: If you had to change your name, what would you change it to?Flora. 18: How much do you weigh? [Only ask this if you know the user doesn’t mind!]I don’t know, but I think I am at a reasonable weight. 19: Do you believe in ghosts/spirits?Yes. 20: Do you like space or the ocean more?Both. 21: Are you religious?Yes. 22: Pet peeves?A ginger cat called Resie or sometimes Gerrit. 23: Would you rather be nocturnal or diurnal [opposite of nocturnal]?Both I think. 24: Favorite constellation?Lupus. 25: Favorite star?Ursa Major. 26: Do you like ball-jointed dolls?I love the art, but I don’t want them in my room. 27: Any phobias or fears?I am afraid of failing in life, clowns and big spiders. 28: Do you think global warming is real?Snow in Africa and Suriname, tropical autumns in Europe… OF COURSE! #eatthatTrump29: Do you believe in reincarnation?Sometimes. 30: Favorite movie?Run, fatboy, run! 31: Do you get scared easily?Yes, especially with horror/thriller movies. 32: How many pets have you own in your lifetime?Two. 33: Blog rate? [You’ll rate the blog of the one who’s asking.]I love your blog @beyondtomorrow​! :) My little sestraaa. 34: What is a color that calms you?Red and blue. 35: Where would you like to travel and/or live?The whole world. I used to have specific places, but I just want to see the whole world. 36: Where were you born?The Netherlands. 37: What is your eye color?Brown. 38: Introvert or extrovert?I think extrovert. 39: Do you believe in horoscopes and zodiacs?Yes, sometimes. 40: Hugs or kisses?I am a big hugger, but I love both! 41: Who is someone you would like to see/visit right now?My Spanish guapa friend Ana which I am going to see in a few days!! :D And of course my two sestras @fieldhouses​ and @beyondtomorrow​! 42: Who is someone you love deeply?My parents, family and friends. 43: Any piercings you want?Nope. 44: Do you like tattoos and piercings?Yes, but I don’t want them on my body. 45: Do you smoke or have you eiver done so?Of course, sometimes. 46: Talk about your crush, if you have one!He is complicated but a sweetheart. 47: What is a sound you really hate?The speed of the train. Especially when you are waiting for the train and a speed train passes by. 48: A sound you really love?Nature and piano. 49: Can you do a backflip?Yes. 50: Can you do the splits?Not on purpose but accidently yes. 51: Favorite actor and/or actress?My list of favroite actors may be big but it’s because they inspires and amaze me by the different storries they tell. My list for now is: Tom Hiddleston, Morgan Freeman, Simon Pegg, Clint Eastwood, Benedict Cumberbatch, Chris Pratt, Anthony Hopkins, Bridget Regan, Gina Rodrigez, Tatiana Maslany, Evelyne Brochu, Abbi Jacobson, Ilana Glazer, Meryl Streep, Viola Davis, Charlize Theron,  Maya Rudolphs, Melissa McCartney, Kristen Wiig. 52: Favorite movie?Since this question is already asked I do my second favorite movie: Memoirs of a geisha.   53: How are you feeling right now?Stressed but also calm. 54: What color would you like your hair to be right now? Brown-black. 55: When did you feel happiest?When I am having a good time or eat delicious food. :356: Something that calms you down?Running or feel good movies/series. 57: Have any mental disorders? [Only ask this if you know the user doesn’t mind!]No. 58: What does your URL mean?FMR are the initials of my name. Cheer means I am happy I have Tumblr, and Ios sounded nice. 59: What three words describe you the most?Clumbsy, funny and chaotic. 60: Do you believe in evolution?Since I watch Orphan Black I honestly don’t know. 61: What makes you unfollow a blog?Irrelevant posts or die hard porn shit. 62: What makes you follow a blog?Same interest or just because I think you rock! 63: Favorite kind of person:Everyone that has a special place in my heart. 64: Favorite animal(s):Tiger. 65: Name three of your favorite blogs.@gewoon-ellianna​@beyondtomorrow​@fieldhouses​And I am doing more friends because I have more favorites! @helloafflatus​@oldvictoria​@birdasaurus​66: Favorite emoticon::D
67: Favorite meme:YAS QUEEN, YAS! 68: What is your MBTI personality type?Sensing of intuition.69: What is your star sign?Virgo.70: Can your dog roll over on command, if you have a dog?I think we work something out together. 71: What outfit out of all your clothes do you like to wear the most?High-waisted pants. I love them! 72: Post a selfie or two?Doing this on my crappy laptop and erased all my pictures soo check my insta or future selfies that will come up soon! ;)73: Do you have platform shoes?Yes black and white. 74: What is one random but interesting fact about yourself?I can eat a lot. Challenge me. 75: Can you do a front flip?I used to. 76: Do you like birds?Yes, as long as they don’t attack me. 77: Do you like to swim?Yes. 78: Is swimming or ice skating more fun to you?Both are fun! 
79: Something you wish didn’t exist:Racists, war and murder. 80: Some thing you wish did exist:Peace all over the world, witches, flying bisons, magic and dinosaurus. 81: Piercings you have?Just one in each ear. 82: Something you really enjoy doing:Sleep, eat, chillings. 83: Favorite person to talk to:My cat. 84: What was your first impression of Tumblr?How does it work? Gurls help meee! xD85: How many followers do you have?Uuuh 390 I think. 86: Can you run a mile within ten minutes?Yes. 87: Do your socks always match?Most of the time.  88: Can you touch your toes and keep your legs straight completely?Yes.  89: What are your birthstones?Saphire.  90: If you were an animal, which one would you be?Hippogriff. 91: If a flower could aesthetically represent you, what kind would it be?Difficult one..I think roses.92: A store you hate?I can’t think of one right now. I do dislike stores  when people are constantly checking what you are doing or picking. 93: How many cups of coffee can you drink in one day?One or two. Sometimes three. 94: Would you rather be able to fly or read minds?Fly. 95: Do you like to wear camo?Not a big fan of it. 96: Winter or summer?Both. 97: How long can you hold your breath for?1 minute (I just counted).   98: Least favorite person?My boss and the whole Kruidvat community. 99: Someone you look up to:My parents. 100: A store you love?Music stores. 101: Favorite type of shoesMy red vintage shoes 102: Where do you live?At my parents. 103: Are you a vegetarian or vegan? If so, why?I am a meateater but I eat a lot of veggies. Sometimes I have days when I don’t eat meat. 104: What is your favorite mineral or gem?I don’t have a favorite, they just have beautiful colors. 105: Do you drink milk?Yes. 106: Do you like bugs?Nope. 107: Do you like spiders?Nope. 108: Something you get paranoid about?If I am not on time for my appointments or when I have so much to do but not enough time. 109: Can you draw:Yes.110: Nosiest question you have ever been asked?I can’t think of one right now.. 111: A question you hate being asked?Are you from India? 112: Ever been bitten by a spider?Noooo :/ 113: Do you like the sound of waves at the beach?Yes. 114: Do you prefer cloudy or sunny days?Both. 115: Someone you’d like to kiss or cuddle right now:My cat. 116: Favorite cloud type:Clouds that are bright or with a pink/purple color. 117: What color do you wish the sky was?White or pink/purple. 118: Do you have freckles?No but I loved to have one. 119: Favorite thing about a person:Humor. 120: Fruits or vegetables?Both. 121: Something you want to do right now:Relax. 122: Is the ocean or sky prettier?Both are pretty. 123: Sweet or sour foods?Both. 124: Bright or dim lights?Dim lights. 125: Do you believe in a certain magical creature?Yes! Like… The Hippogriff since I saw Harry Potter 126: Something you hate about Tumblr:The debats of important stuff that goes on and on. Or shippings that don’t excist. 127: Something you love about Tumblr:The power of supporting each other. 128: What do you think about the least?My future. 
129: What would you want written on your tombstone?A kind, strong person or something like that. I don’t know. My name is also good enough.. 130: Who would you like to punch in the face right now?My work in general or stupid customers. 131: What is something you love but also hate about yourself?Stubborn. Like it is something I love but also hate a lot. 132: Do you smile with your teeth showing for pictures?Yes. 133: Computer or TV?Both. 134: Do you like roller coasters?YASS. The more the better! 135: Do you get motion sickness or seasickness?Sickness. 136: Are your ears lobed or attached?I don’t know, lobed? 137: Do you believe in karma?Yes. 138: On a scale of 1-10, how attractive would you say you are?Whahahahahaha. 7, I think. 139: What nicknames do you have/have had?Floo, Florro, Flora, Sjenkie, Tjon-A-San, Floradix, Ouwe, Jut, Kluns. 140: Did you have any pretend or imaginary friends?Yes. TOBYYYY. 141: Have you ever seen a therapist/shrink?Yes. 142: Would you say you are a good or bad influence to others?Both I think.. If it’s about food or my favorite series. :DDDD143: Do you prefer giving or receiving gifts/help?Help. 144: What makes you angry? People that aren’t honest or not being treated equally. 145: How many languages do you speak fluently?Three languages. 146: Do you prefer boys, girls, and/or non-binaries?I like men, but I don’t have anything against the sexuality of people. If you are happy with it, then it’s fine by me. 147: Are you androgynous?No, I am more a tomboy. 148: Favorite physical thing about yourself:My huggs. 149: Favorite thing about your personality:My positivity. 150: Name three people you would like to talk to right now in person.My beloved onesss (3+). 151: If you could go back into time and live in one era, which would you choose?The 70′s/80′s 152: Do you like BuzzFeed?Sometimes. 153: How did you meet your spouse/girlfriend/boyfriend/partner? [If you have one.]Via my car theory class. 154: Do you like to kiss others’ foreheads or hands for platonic reasons?Yes sometimes. 155: Do you like to play with others’ hair?Yes. 156: What embarrasses you?My awkwardness against cute guys. 157: Something that makes you nervous/anxious:If I have to confront someone with a topic that is very harsh or waiting for my results. 158: Biggest lie you have ever told:I have super powers.159: How many people are you following?A lot. 160: How many posts do you have on your blog(s)?A lot. 161: How many drafts do you have on your blog(s)?A few. 162: How many likes do you have on your blog(s)?A lot. 163: Last time you cried and why:A few weeks ago and it was about my mother. 164: Do you have long or short hair?Long hair. 165: Longest your hair has ever been:I think I was eleven or fourteen. 166: Why do you like, dislike, or have neutral feelings about religon?I like religion. Just believe what you want. 167: Do you really care how the universe and world was created?Yes.168: Do you like to wear makeup?Lipstickkkk. 169: Can you stand on your hands or head for more than thirty seconds?I tried and nooo. 170: Did you answer the questions you were asked truthfully? Judge by yourself!  :)
DAYUMMMN I did it! 170 questions answered.  BAMMM!  
xx. 
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fystarlust · 7 years
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all the cute crush asks 👀💕
1: Do they drink coffee?no she hates it, even the smell
2: Are they left or right handed?right handed
3: How do they do their hair? Facial hair? (If they have it)runs her fingers through it a bit, bc if she brushes it it goes poofy, i tie it up for her when i can and she always brushes it through before she showers
4: What’s their favorite animal?theres probably more than one but one is dogs
5: What is their relationship status?with meee💁🏼
6: What is their favorite band/singer?fave bands are: bts, all time low, imagine dragons, the maine and two door cinema club
7: Are they more a cat or dog person?a dog person
8: What does their laugh sound like?high pitched, sometimes she wheezes n its the funniest thing it starts me off too
9: Do they know multiple languages? Which ones?well she knows some words in japanese bc of all the anime she watches but just 1 language fluently
10: How old are they? How old are you?she is 19 years and 5 months, i am 19 years and 3 months
11: One word that describes them.r u kidding i cant think of just one wordloveofmylife there
12: Do they have any pets?not currently but we’re getting a hamster together next week
13: What is their favorite TV show?adventure time
14: What is their favorite movie?oh lord shes watched practically every movie to exist but one of her faves is the harry potter series
15: What car do they drive?they do not yet
16: What ethnicity and/or nationality are they? white british
17: Where did you meet them?school in year 7 :’-)
18: What was your first meeting like?i honestly cant remember this was like 8 years ago
19: What is their zodiac sign? Are your signs compatible?she’s a sagittarius, im a pisces, and apparently we are compatible yes aww 
20: What month is their birthday?December
21: What is your favorite outfit on them?luv me some pj shorts ;)
22: Are they good texters?yes v good
23: Your favorite feature about their appearance.i just love her facE?? i adore her cheeks
24: Your favorite thing about their personality.how caring, compassionate, patient n loving she is, plus everything else
25: Do they make you laugh?all the time
26: Do you make them laugh?i do
27: Are they good huggers/ kissers?yes to both
28: What is your favorite “flaw” that they have?a flaw that she considers herself to have r her legs n tum but i love😍😍😍
29: Are they nice to strangers?yes, strangers (particularly parents n grandparents) love her HAHAHHAH
30: What is the funniest thing they have ever said?theres so many but one thing that comes to mind is when she sent me a text saying ‘this girl just walked in n she looks like her parents have loads of money n shes embracing other cultures by wearing ugly clothes that were made locally n shes travelled everywhere n does english bc she wants to be a journalist on vegan recipes’ 
31: Saddest?when she says she hates herself
32: Weirdest?ive lost track, too many
33: Cutest?lost track again everything she says is cute
34: Ever dreamt about them? What happened in the dream?always, dream jess isnt nice to me sometimes HHAHAH but she makes up for it
35: How tall are they? How tall are you?shes 5ft1 im 5ft2
36: Do they have a booty?yes👀🍑
37: What are their hobbies?reading, writing, watching anime, playing sims
38: What are their talents?reading (that girl reads like matilda did), writing, building houses on the sims like idek how, shes a good cook, 🤞🏻✌🏻👀, makes me v v happy
39: What would your dream date be with them?to go abroad together
40: Does anyone know about your crush/love?yes a lot of people
41: What do you guys have in common?we love sims, love films, love cartoons, loVe buzzfeed unsolved n other youtube videos, zoo tycoon, animals, big hoodies, our want to rescue animals, have loaads of dogs, our taste in houses, we prefer savoury food over sweet, love music (although our taste is different), would take a day cuddling over anything else, still sleep with cuddly toys, n lots of other things
42: Do they go to the gym?nope
43: Do they go by their given name?well its jessica but she goes by jess, unless shes been rude then i call her jessica
44: What is their favorite color?black HAHAHHA
45: How far apart do you live from them?she lives about a 5 min walk from my house
46: What song reminds you of them?a lot of lovey dovey songs
47: Do they listen to a lot of music?yes
48: What do they smell like?i cant describe it, just like home n love
49: If they were in a book (protagonist or antagonist or supporting character, up to you) how would the writer describe them?they’d be someone who wants the best for everyone n would try to keep everyone happy but then would forget to focus on making themselves happy, but theyd be loved by everyone ❤️
50: How often do you see them?everyday near enough
51: The last text/ message they sent you?honestly think im ill
52: The last thing they said to you in person?i love you
53: What is the most embarrassing thing that’s happened to you in front of them?probs having a booger HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA
54: Do they have any tattoos or piercings?she has her ears pierced
55: What color are their eyes?blue
56: What is their clothing style?casual n comfy
57: What is one thing that makes them really special?she just loves so hard n would do anything for me
58: Will you tell your crush your feelings?hey jess i love you
59: How long did you know them before you started falling for them?about 6 years
60: Was there a defining moment when you knew you liked them?yes like 2015
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