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cierrabiscuits · 3 years

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Koutaro Bokuto x Fem Reader: Eligible Bachelor

Summary: Some of the MSBY team are scheduled at a charity event and are auctioned off for dates, you being the manager go with them. The team is well aware of your crush on Bokuto and put a plan in motion. What’s the worst that can happen.

Words: 5.1K

Warnings: Angst if squint, happy ending, MSBY 4 being sold as dates for Charity.

Authors Note: Hello! This is my first time posting a fic so go easy on me, I hope you all enjoy it and get a good laugh out of it like I did! This is part of a collab with @ambershaydeoffical! Please support all the talented writes who participated.

Update: I made a route for Sakusa! Find that here

Update: I made a route for Atsumu! Finda that here

Story

“Alrighty boys are you ready to go on in?” You said staring at the four well dressed men behind you.

“No, and I want to go home.” Sakusa adjusted his black facemask. He wasn’t keen on coming to this event whatsoever.

“Sakusa I know, but I really need you! Besides what would you be doing anyway? It's Valentine's day and you're as single as single gets. Live a little. Maybe you will find your Mrs.Clean tonight! Ya never know!” You said as he rolled his eyes and scoffed.

“Omi-Omi don't be that way. Our lovely manager here worked hard to get us this opportunity, and it's benefiting a charity you scrooge.” Atsumu smacked Sakusa’s back.”I think your just upset because you know all the ladies are going to bid on me.” The blond setter smirked at the very pissed Sakusa who just glared at him.

“NOoO It's going to be me who gets all the bids. I still have my tan from Brazil and I’m alot cooler than all of you.” Hinata piped up, proudly adjusting his tie that had little volleyballs on it.

“Well if we don’t get our asses in that building, aint none of y’all getting any bids, besides I’m freezing to death,” You said rubbing your arms. The dress you wore done little to protect you from the cold night.

“Take this please, I don’t want to freeze to death. I like you warm and alive.” Bokuto, who's been oddly quiet, spoke up wrapping his grey tux jacket around your shoulders leaving him in his blue button up. You could smell his cologne on the jacket, you could drown in this and wouldn't complain. Your cheeks ran hot and you managed to let out a “thank you” through chattering teeth.

“Okay let’s get going.” You said wrapping the jacket tighter around you as the boys followed you like baby ducks. Bokuto walked up beside you while the two boys bickered over who would have the most bids in the back, Sakusa wanted no part in it and stayed to himself. You look at Bokuto who seemed nervous. You decided to hype him up a bit before he went into emo mode. “Bokuto you are going to have some gorgeous high profile women coming after you tonight, I’m jealous of them.” You didn't lie, you had the biggest crush on Bo, ever since you took the job as the MSBY manager. You never have a frown on your face next to him- until now. You knew he’d have a woman, that's not you, by his side tonight. You’d bid on him until your bank went in the negative but you don’t get paid like the women at this event do.

“You wait and see, I’ll have the most beautiful one by time the night is out.” Bokuto said, smiling at you. You felt a pang of sadness creep on you, if he only knew.

The warm air of the ballroom felt nice against your cool body. You gave Bokuto his jacket back, you secretly wished you could keep it forever. You took in your surroundings, the ball room was filled with women in designer dresses and you could see the small stage in the middle of the room.

“Guys I have to find the event coordinator and see what time you guys need to get on stage. Please be on your best behavior, there are cameras everywhere. Atsumu keep the drinking to a minimum, Shoyo for the love of God go to the bathroom now, Omi keep these fools in line and you better be nice to people and last but never the least Bokuto, If you dance please be careful, I don’t want to take you to the ER again because you hit the Cha cha slide too hard. And with that I’m out. I’m counting on you guys.” You said giving them a thumbs up as you got lost into the sea of people to hunt the event coordinator.

“Thank you so much Y/N! Everyone is looking forward to the auction. We have some models and a couple pop stars who will be in the line up as well as a few volunteers . I want your boys to go at the end, as they say ‘always save the best for last’.” The coordinator spoke over the bustling crowd. She went over the rules and where they needed to go and what time to line up. You soaked in all the information the bubbly coordinator was giving you. “I have to go let the rest of the people know the game plan. Please have your guys here and lined up in half an hour. Thank you again!” And with that she disappeared into the crowd. Now here came the hard part.

You scanned the large ballroom to find your heathens. Sakusa would be the easiest to find because he is most likely on one of the four corners in the building. Hinata was most likely with Bokuto, and Atsumu was a wild card, he could be at the bar, maybe even on the dance floor trying to impress girls with his dance moves(That suck by the way). You recall the time you found him passed out in a bush drunk off ass at a gala last year. You make up a game plan, you would get Bo and Hinata first, then find a hopefully sober Tsumu and lastly get Sakusa (you figured it best not to drag him around the ballroom) You spot Bokuto’s tall figure next to a snack bar, and as you figured Hinata was with him. They were both stuffing their mouths with meat kebabs and other foods like wild animals, they sure love to eat you thought.

“Bokuto,Hinata, they are getting ready to line everyone up, wait for me over there.” You said pointing towards an area that was not too terribly crowded.

“HEY HEY HEY Y/N try one of these things, they are so freakin good.” He shoved a cake pop in front of your face. You took it from the gray haired boy.

“Thank you Bo, but we really need to go.” You took a bite from the cake pop. “Wow that is really good.” You said finishing it in one bite. You heard some snickers from a group of girls, they made a smug comment about you eating it all at once. You normally would throw hands but you had an image to uphold. You shouldn't let it bother you but it did.

“Hey don’t let that bother you, besides I like a girl that can eat.” Bokuto said, patting your head. He is literally the human version of sunshine.

“Thanks Bo. But really we need to get the move on, I still have to hunt Tsumu down. Can you and Hinata wait for me over there.” You said pointing to the area again.

“Roger that.” They said unison.

“I’ll be right back.” You said going back into the crowd. You checked the dancefloor first and he wasn't there(You were relieved he was not.). You made your way to the bar and found him surrounded by women who were mesmerized by his thick accent. You waved him down and he nodded and turned his attention back to the group he had attracted.

“It looks like It's time fer’ me to go, make sure you all bid for me. I’ll be a waitin’” He said getting up and following you. The women he had been entertaining giggled as he walked away.

“Look at you being a player. I didn’t expect that from a man who yells at girls when they cheer for him.” You leaned into him so he could hear you over the crowd.

“I’m just tryin’ to raise some money, it's strictly business. My heart belongs to volleyball for the most part.”He said winking at you. He truly is just a fool in love with the sport.

You led Atsumu to the group and went to retrieve poor Sakusa. You looked around for a few minutes and felt a tug at the back of your shirt. You turn around and see Sakusa towering over you.

“This is new, I’m used to finding you sulking in a corner.” You said staring into his black eyes.

“I watched you gather everyone up, I figured I would come on over to make it easier for you.” He began to walk towards the rest of the group.

“I guess being 6’4 has its perks huh Omi? You're like a watchtower.” You said looking up at the tall spiker.

“Yeah, guess so.”He said playing with one of his dark curls.

“Okay we have everyone, so you guys are going last, I’ll leave who goes first to you guys. Now let's go get lined up.” You lead them to the stage and let them line up. Atsumu insisted on going first, Hinata would go after him, then Sakusa and lastly Bokuto.

“You owe me some umeboshi after this.” Sakusa said, taking his mask off and putting it in the pocket of his tux.

“Sure thing. I'll even throw in a thing of nice smelling hand sanitizer for the trouble.” You crossed your arms and smirked at him.

“I’ll hold you to that.” He said, filing behind Hinata.

You looked at Bokuto who appeared to be a nervous wreck. He had a small layer of sweat on his forehead and his hands were shaking slightly. “Hey it's going to be okay, I’ll be right here.” You said pulling out your handkerchief and dabbing the sweat off his forehead. “You're amazing and dare I say you're the best looking one.” You said making him blush.

“Ummm HEY.” Atsumu said glaring at you, obviously butt hurt from your comment. Sakusa was unamused and took it upon himself to kick Atsumu. That gave you the opportunity to turn your attention back to the nervous male beside you. Before you could comfort him the loud speaker cut you off.

“Ladies and gentleman, would you please give your attention to the center stage, the date auction will begin momentarily.” The coordinator announced causing everyone to tense up a bit.

“Come on guys loosen up a bit, I’m going to be in the front taking pictures for our instagram page. So show off a little! Show them you are proud to be a part of such an awesome volleyball team!” You hyped them up one last team. “With that being said I want a group picture so bring it in guys.” You said pulling the camera and ushering the athletes into the frame. “Say cheese.” Atsumu wrapped his arm around Sakusa who didn’t have the chance to push him off, Bokuto gave Hinata bunny ears. It was a chaotic photo, but It caught their true essence.

“I want a picture with you before you go Y/N. Pleaseee.” Bokuto gave you puppy dogs eyes and you couldn't deny him.

“Sure Bo. Atsumu here.” You handed him the camera and got beside Bokuto. He wrapped an arm around your waist and held you close to him. You could feel his muscles through the tux that fit just a little too good.

“Aww you look like a cute couple.” Atsumu teased as he brought the camera up to snap a picture. You couldn't make a comeback as embarrassment washed over you. You looked up at Bokuto who had a blush adorning his handsome face.

“Y/N I’m going to do something, don’t get mad.” Bokuto said, picking you up bridal style before you could even protest.

“That’s what I’m talking about!” Atsumu said, snapping more pictures.

“Bokuto put me down, I'm heavy!” You shriked gripping onto his tux.

“No you're not. I could carry you around all night like this if you wanted me to!” He smiled down at you! You felt your face light up like a Christmas tree. No matter how big or small you were, Bokuto always made you feel like a princess.

“As much as I’d love you to, we gotta get this ball rolling.” You said as he gently placed you back on your feet. “I’ll be taking that.” You said snatching the camera from Atsumu who was smirking. He seemed to be hiding something from the way he was acting. He is definitely sus you thought. You waved the boys goodbye and made you way to the front of the crowd. You got the camera ready as the spotlight of the stage flickered on.

“Thank you all for coming out tonight! We hope you are ready to see the heartthrobs we have lined up for you!!” The announcer said setting the tone. “Valentine's day is all about love and being with one another. So if your single, ladies, pull those yen out and let’s get to business!” The crowd cheered and applauded as the auction began.

You didn’t pay much attention to the men coming on stage, your only worry was the last 4. You scrolled through the camera to see the pictures Atsumu took of you and Bokuto. Bokuto had such a wide smile on his face in the pictures, your smile was just as big, even though your face was full of panic in the one where he effortlessly picked you up. You’re pulled from your day dream when you heard the announcer’s voice.

“We have some special guests tonight from the MSBY volleyball team! We’ll start first with Miya Atsumu!” The announcer said as Atsumu walked on the stage like he owned it. He flipped his hair and looked at the group of women he serenaded earlier and blew them a kiss. You got lucky and snapped a picture of it, he may be annoying as hell but he knows how to get women. He had about ten women fighting over him, his bids kept going up and up. After a cutthroat battle he was sold for roughly 200,000 yen. He smirked and walked off the stage. You couldn’t help but chuckled to yourself, he’d be one of a kind if he didn’t have a twin.

“Up next we have Hinata Shoyo!” She said as the tangerine headed boy shly walked on stage. He looked confident for the most part and he thankfully went to the bathroom before this. He had on one of his classic charming but cute smiles. You could hear girls behind you talk about how cute he was. His skin was glowing under the spotlight thanks to the Brazilian sun. His bids went up high, he ended up being sold for 120,000 yen. He waved at the audience and bounced off the stage.

“Let’s welcome our next bachelor who just so happens to be the tallest one tonight, Sakusa Kiyoomi!” You watched on edge as Sakusa walked out, he didn’t seem nervous but he wasn’t all that interested either, he stood in the middle of the stage like a statue. To make matters worse he wasn’t smiling. You grabbed his attention for a moment and smiled as wide as you could and pointed at your face, you felt like one of the psychotic moms from toddlers and tiaras but you had to do something or he wasn't going to get any bids. You mouthed the words “Smile please” at him and he finally took the hint. He had an awkward but cute smile on his face finally. You relaxed a little and resumed taking pictures. His bids began to go up and quick. Sakusa looked at the exit of the stage and smirked at someone and turned his attention back to the crowd. You could only guess he was looking at Atsumu who was probably pissed at how high Sakusa’s bids were. Sakusa was sold for a whopping 500,000 yen. You know Tsumu’s ego was damaged beyond repair right now. Sakusa bowed and left the stage.

“Now let’s end this night right! We have one more contest so let’s welcome Bokuto Koutarou to the stage!” You felt your heart drop and the announcer said his name. You had to watch someone you loved dearly be bid off to some rich girl who would probably steal him away. You tried to knock away negative thoughts but you couldn’t help it. He looked sinfully good when he walked on stage. What nervousness he felt was gone and now it’s nothing but his overwhelming confidence. He carefully watched one specific area of the crowd. You snapped pictures of him (a lot of them being for your personal collection) as he walked around the stage flexing and showing off. His eyes met yours a lot and he seemed to be smirking at you. But his attention always went back to the one area of the crowd. You heard his bids go up, one particular girl was bidding for him like her life depended on having him. Her voice came from the direction he kept starting at. He looked nervous when anyone but her called out a bid. You began to get ate up with pure jealousy, you wish you could take him off the stage and run away with him right then and there. The bids kept going up and up and the girl that kept bidding on him got him for 150,000 yen. He looked ecstatic. He looked at you and smiled before he went off stage. Your heart dropped and you wanted to leave, but you still have work to do.

“That concludes the auction tonight! If you won you can meet up with your bachelor over here on the left.” The announcer pointed towards the group of men. You made your way to find the guys so you can take more pictures and let them know where you’ll be when they get done.

“You guys did awesome!” You said running up to them. They gave you a soft smile. You notice Bokuto was MIA. “Umm guys, where is Bo?” They hesitated for a second but your conversation was cut short as the boys dates for the evening came up.

“Sakusa was it?” A well dressed man walked up to the tall volleyball player. You noticed a small girl clutching his dress shirt. She couldn’t be any older than 8. “This is my daughter, she wanted someone to dance with her but in all honesty I’m trying to make some business deals while I’m here, keep her company for me.” The man patted his shoulder and slipped some extra money in Sakusa’s shirt pocket, leaving him slacked jawed.

“All the umeboshi your heart desires, a big box of the nice face masks you like, and whatever else you want, just please be nice to this poor girl. She looks sad.” You whispered into Omi’s ear trying to persuade him a little more.

“I didn’t come here to babysit, but I guess I can.” He said low enough that the girl couldn’t hear. Omi peered down at the small girl, she actually had moles on her face kinda like he does but on the opposite side.

“Umm hi.” She said looking up at the tall man. She seemed nervous. You nugged Omi in the side to get him to say anything.

“When was the last time you washed your hands?” He asked the girl and you could have choked him. The girl giggled at his statement.

“I wash my hands all the time! Look my mom even bought me this!” She pulled out a small key chain with a rabbit on it, attached was a small bottle of hand sanitizer. “Would you like some?” She said opening the cap. Sakusa held his hand as the small girl poured some into his hands and she gave herself some as well.

“Good.” Sakusa said, pulling his mask from his pocket to put it back on. The little girl grabbed his hand and dragged him to the dance floor. You knew this was way out of his comfort zone, but he was still doing it.

“Omg your hair is so cute! Can I touch it?” You whipped your head around to see a young bubbly girl talking to Hinata.

“Umm s—s sure.” He said nervously as the girl ran and hand through his hair. You couldn’t help but laugh a little. The poor baby seemed so embarrassed. The dance floor was filled with couples and the girl dragged Hinata to the dance floor before he could even get her name. You turned to Atsumu who looked like he had seen a ghost.

“Young man I’m getting my money's worth tonight so let's go dance.” An old lady who you thought resemble Baba Yaga from spirited away stood in front of poor Atsumu.

“Yes ma’am.” He said, forcing a smile. He looked at you pleasing eyes that screamed “please save me Y/N”. You shook your head at him.

“Pay attention to me boy, I paid good money for you.” The old lady said whacking Atsumu with the cane she carried.

“Yes ma’am, sorry ma’am.” He said walking with the old woman to the dance floor. You had to turn your head and laugh, between Sakusa getting stuck babysitting a kid and Atsumu being stuck with a senior citizen after talking all that smack, it was priceless. You guess them ladies Atsumu talked to must not have liked him that much.

You searched around for Bokuto to make sure he got his date for the night, you were also curious who she was and how pretty she was. You felt that jealousy creep back on you. This was going to be a long night. You finally spot Bokuto talking to a drop dead beautiful girl, she looked familiar but you couldn’t quite place her. She and Bokuto seemed to be having a good time, she was laughing at something he had said. Your heart shattered. You look back up to see Bo making eye contact with you. All you could do was smile and get lost in the crowd before he could see the stray tear falling down your cheek. You needed to get outside for a bit, you felt like you were suffocating. You fought the crowd and finally made your way to the exit. You pushed the metal door open. The cold night felt good against your hot skin. You walked down a path in front of the building and tried to collect yourself.

“Another year alone and single.” You blurted out to yourself. You find a small bench and decide to sit down for a bit. The night sky brought a sort of comfort to you. The stars twinkled and the moon casted a peaceful light. The cold was getting to you but you were afraid to go back in. You mentally couldn’t handle it.

“PARKOUR.” You felt your soul leave your body as you saw a shadow jump over the bench you were sitting on. You flinched back ready to fight off the attacker only to be met with Bokuto standing in front.

“BO you scared me to death!” You said inhaling a deep breath and clutching your chest.

“I’m sorry my parkour was so awesome it scared you.” He said, taking his jacket off and draping it yet again around your cold body. Your nose flooded again with the scent of his cologne. It’s calmed you down in a bittersweet way. “But angel what are you doing out here, you’ll get sick if you're not careful.” He kneeled down a bit and pulled the jacket around your cold body more.

“I could ask you the same things Mr. Parkour, you have a beautiful woman in there waiting on you, so stop wasting your time on me.” You said trying to hold it together.

“Well I’m more concerned with the real beautiful one sitting right in front of me.” He said grabbing your shaking hands. Your eyes went wide with what he said.

“Bo I’m confused?” You said looking into his golden eyes.

“Well that woman you saw me with is not really my date, yes she did bid on me, but she was never my real date. She is actually the guy who owns our gym's daughter! She agreed to bid on me, but in return she wanted a date with Atsumu’s brother and he agreed to do it! The team helped me do this so I could be with you tonight, but I guess it didn’t go as smoothly as I planned. I’m sorry I made you sad.” Bokuto sat beside you on the bench,

“Bokuto are you low key confessing to me?” You looked over at him and he smiled and shook his head.

“Yes and let me do this properly.” He cleared his throat and held his hand out for you to grab, which you gladly accepted. “Y/N please let me be your date tonight and from here on out please!”

“So like boyfriend and girlfriend Bo?” You said wanting to make sure you got the message right.

“Yes Y/N, please be my girlfriend. All that flexin on the stage was for you baby!” He stood up and flexed again making you laugh. “But in all seriousness, I freakin love you. So what do you say Y/N?”

“Yes. I would love nothing mo-“ Bokuto cut you off by lifting your body into his strong arms. You giggled as he swung you both in circles. He slowed down and seen you finally smile again

“Now that’s a pretty sight, you're not going to be sad on my watch anymore. Now we better get back inside before we freeze to death!” Bokuto wrapped an arm around your shoulder as you two began to walk back. “Wait I have something for you!” He dug through his pockets and pulled out a small jewelry box and handed it to you. You opened it and there was a necklace with a small owl charm and a “B” charm next to it.

“Bo this is so cute! Can you help me put it on!” You said handing him the necklace. He struggled to get it on but finally got it. The silver was cold on your skin, but you didn’t mind at all.

“Omi actually helped me pick it out, believe it or not. He said if I would have went alone I would have got something stupid.” Bokuto said, sliding the jewelry box back into his coat pocket. You hate to admit it but Sakusa going was probably a good thing.

“Bo I really love it, thank you.” You said leaving up and kissing his cheek. “Now let’s go back, I’ve got to check in on everyone.” You walked into the ballroom with your arm hooked around Bokuto’s bicep.

You scanned the room to see if you could find any of the guys and the only one you could see was Hinata laughing with his date. They seemed to be hitting it off pretty good. “Bokuto let’s go get something to drink.” You both walked towards the bar, you see that girl who bid on Bokuto sitting next to Osamu. They both seemed to be having a good time.

“Thank you again! The planned worked Y/N is my girlfriend now!” Bokuto walked up to them and showed you off.

“I’m so glad!” The girl said, clasping her hands together. “You are a cute couple.”

“Speaking of a cute couple.” Osamu chimed in and pointed towards his brother Atsumu who was being dragged around by that old lady. “I may have given her some free Onigiri vouchers and a few hundred yen to bid on him.” The twin laughed at his brother's despair.

“Your evil, but I like it.” The girl said as they clinked their drinks together.

“You guys enjoy it, we still have to hunt for Omi.” You bowed and clung back on to Bokuto.

After circulating the ballroom a few times you finally find Sakusa and the little girl sitting at a table. Sakusa looked dead tired and the little girl was stuffing her face with cake

“Omi you look like a tired dad.” Bokuto said bursting out laughing at his teammate.

“I see your plan worked.” Sakusa said, looking at the necklace through tired eyes.

“Yes it did now this cutie is all mine.” Bokuto said peppering your cheek with kisses.

“How disgusting, when you grow up don’t date idiots like him.” Sakusa looked at the child who just nodded her head. It was hilarious to see Omi so out of his element. “That was directed at you Bokuto not Y/N.”

“Omi, he is a idiot but he is my idiot.” You patted Bokuto's back.

“Omi-Omi let’s go dance some more. I like this song.” The little girl tugged on his jacket.

“Fine.” Omi sighed and followed her dance floor.

“Now that we know everyone (for the most part) is okay let’s dance!” You said leading Bokuto to the dance floor.

You danced to every single song and Bo didn’t break anything when the cha cha slide came on. He swung you around all night without a care in the world.

“Let’s end the night with something nice and slow.” The Dj said putting on (Insert your favorite slow song)

“May I have this dance pretty girl?” Bokuto asked, holding his hand out to pull you closer to him.

“The Macarena may have wore me out, but I guess I have enough wind in me for one last song.” You teased wrapping your arms around his neck. He pressed a kiss to your forehead and began to slowly dance you around the room.

You see that little girl struggling to keep up with Omi’s big steps as he attempted to dance with her, he was at least trying you thought. Hinata was slow dancing with his date of the night, they both seemed comfortable and content with each other. Atsumu was still with that granny but he seemed to have accepted defeat as he danced around with her. Osamu danced with the gym owner's daughter and made it a mission to kick his brother when they got close enough, he even messed him up enough to cause the old to hit him with the cane again. You felt Bokuto's grip tighten and he dipped you down enough to finally kiss you on the lips. He pulled away and brought you back up to continue dancing.

“ I love you Y/N.” Bokuto spoke softly in your ear.

“I love you too.” You said as the song faded out.

“And one more thing Y/N” Bokuto said, leaning down to whisper in your ear. “I told you I would have the most beautiful girl here.”

Fin

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lavenderrpages · 5 years

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TAGGED BY: @zanehcltz (the lovely peach. ) TAGGING: @thenneveriwrit @0fpeaches @silentiumxamoris

NAME: Kili, not like the dwarf, but pronounced like the Jenner. STAR SIGN: Virgo. HEIGHT: 5′4...and a quarter. ( it counts. )

PUT YOUR SPOTIFY ON SHUFFLE. WHAT ARE THE FIRST 6 SONGS THAT POPPED UP?

Glory & Gore- Lorde

(Girls) Run the World- Beyonce

Mama- Spice Girls ( L O L )

On + Off - Maggie Rogers

Holy- King Princes

The less I know the Better- Tame Impala

*That was interesting as hell. My spotify has so many damn songs saved in my library, I was actually scared to see what came up.

EVER HAD A POEM OR SONG WRITTEN ABOUT YOU? Yeah, one time someone tried to rhyme my name with ‘coffee’ ....didn’t swoon me, bro. If you can’t rhyme, I aint got the time.....wut WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU PLAYED AIR GUITAR? Ohhhh shit. I’m disappointed in myself to say probably a couple months... WHO IS YOUR CELEBRITY CRUSH? pffffft who isn’t...? Sigh. I am a sucker for middle aged actress’s soooo lets just spit a few; Jessica Chastain, Cate Blanchett, Sarah Paulson, Rachel Weisz, Vera Farmiga... I also stan Maggie Rogers, Danielle Haim if we want to drift into music. WHAT’S A SOUND YOU HATE; SOUND YOU LOVE? I hate when people smack their food. That like semi- smacking noise? haha... I also am not a fan of screamo/metal music it actually terrifies me. I think because I correlate it to haunted houses, because that’s what usually plays and I hate scary shit. I LOVE the sound of rain. Music to my fucking ears. Also, Billie Eilish’s voice, and the sound of the drive thru at Taco Bell asking me what I want to order. DO YOU BELIEVE IN GHOSTS? lets not talk about it, paranoid. HOW ABOUT ALIENS? again. Lets not discuss, unless Dana Scully is coming my way. DO YOU DRIVE? LOL no, not anymore. I’m also a bitch, a little bitch...as i am sure you’ve all figured out from every answer I have given so far. IF SO, HAVE YOU EVER CRASHED? Yeeeep. Actually got in a horrible accident in the beginning of December. (which is why i took a hiatus.) It was really fucking ugly, and I was out of work for two months and some odd days. I’m telling you, I never thought I would complain about not doing anything, but for two months bed ridden fucking SUCKED. Really sucked, (can’t tell you how many times i watched harry potter...) but everyone is alive!...Fuck you to the asshole who hit us though. Dont drive intoxicated! ( psa. ) --and also wear your seatbelts! WHAT WAS THE LAST BOOK YOU READ? dabbles of random poetry books I have. I don’t really ever read them start to finish. If i need a little fix, i select one from the collection and just randomly open to a few pages and read a few poems. DO YOU LIKE THE SMELL OF GASOLINE? I turn my nose up at it, but i don’t mind it. It makes me feel like its bad to breathe in so i kinda hold my breath. lol. WHAT WAS THE LAST MOVIE YOU SAW? Greta. I think. WHAT’S THE WORST INJURY YOU’VE EVER HAD? probably the car accident bullshit. Nearly shattered my pelvis, and bruised my femur bone, (not walking sucks.) hit my head ( got a little harry potter forehead scar.. ) DO YOU HAVE ANY OBSESSIONS RIGHT NOW? I feel like I always do. -or maybe some not obsessions, but more so passions. DO YOU TEND TO HOLD GRUDGES AGAINST PEOPLE WHO HAVE DONE YOU WRONG? i I don’t like grudges. I’m not a fan of toxic, negative behavior. I learned long ago that its not best to stay stuck in the mud. I live for positive vibes. Negativity is draining on everyone. IN A RELATIONSHIP? Why yessssssss.

#( ooc. )#( wtf is any of this. im srrryyy )

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personagf-moved · 5 years

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alphabet & soft questions ✨

I was tagged by my bb’s @prksjmiin (alphabet ask) and @joonieblossoms (soft ask) and i didn’t want to make two separate posts so im gonna apologize in advance bc i decided to stick both posts together :’) dkdkkdkd yall aint gotta read everything but if u do ily and im sorry i write novels on novels dlfksdkf

i’ll tag @koyasdad, @1ovegf, @joonlit, @sleepyyyoongs, @constellationstars and @capgi 💘

honestly feel free to do either one or both or none if u want dkkdkdkd i just wanted to tag u guys bc ily

Alphabet ask:

a // age: 21

b // birthplace: new jersey!

c // current time: 1:17 am

d // drink you had last: coffee

e // easiest person to talk to: my brother when he isnt being an absolute fool

f // favorite songs:

aint it fun - paramore

trivia love

honey - kehlani

abbey - mitski

moonlight - ariana grande

g // grossest memory: i was in the city one time and a bird shit on my forehead. i think about it at least twice a week

h // horror yes or horror no: H O R R O R Y E S B A B E E E Y Y Y Y Y Y Y im the absolute worst person i’ll dead ass watch a scary movie/video or read horror stories by myself just bc.

i // in love: with my whole ass soulmate namjoon. i luv u string bean man

j // jealous of people: im not even gonna try to lie i am a very jealous person and i am so sorry about it but i really cant help it lmfao. blame my scorpio venus i guess

k // kids of your own someday: when i say i have been thinking about this everyday.........! i wanna have it all i want the kids the white picket fence the dream house everything. i cant wait to be a mommy one day and love n support my bb’s :’)

l // love at first sight or should i walk by again: we a whole ass fool on main and believe in love at first sight!!!! i really do believe soulmates are a true thing and if a love is destined to be across an infinite span of lifetimes and universes then it will always find its way back. when you know, you know, and i genuinely believe that.

m // middle name: padilla

n // number of siblings: 1 older brother, 1 half brother (older), and 1 half sister (older)

o // one wish: to find true love

p // person you last called: my manager bc i had a work question lol

q // question you’re always asked: “why are you like this” (usually friends @ me when i wild out...which is like everyday), “are you mad?”, “how old are you REALLY?”, ��how’s your brother?” (bc he ghosts all family n i have to speak on his behalf like always fsdfjksdf)

r // random fact about you: i once used a horrible bootleg copy of the force awakens to make a star wars crack video dubbing the part in shrek when he first meets donkey over the scene when rey first met bb-8 and it went viral and has like 200,000 notes and even had articles written about it. also i had a weird fascination with jar jar binks and danny devito when i was in high school and i had a habit of making either one of them my icon on school accounts so i could make people laugh when they emailed me or saw me in a word document skfkkkfkf

s // song you last sang: “abbey” by mitski :’(

t // time you woke up: exactly 10 this morning and it was weird bc i picked up my phone and it had JUST turned 10 when i looked i was so shook lol

u // underwear colour: she be black

v // vacation destination: paris bc im a basic bitch :’) also japan/all asian countries. i wanna connect with my roots more :/

w // worst habit: yeeting the fuck outta people’s lives when i think they’re getting too close/when i get overwhelmed. im sorry im a flighty bitch @ anyone i’ve ever ghosted :( i love anyone who’s ever tried to talk to me and its never ur fault, i just get the urge to escape sometimes and i’m trying to fix it

x // x-rays: omg @ tori dead ass me too tho, i had x-rays when i broke my arm when i was around 6 :o

y // your favorite food: my mom’s spaghetti! and sushi. also i love any and all filipino food but specifically i like nilaga and kare-kare oooo baby

z // zodiac sign: we’re a proud libra sun

Soft ask:

What’s the smell of your shampoo?

we got them fruity scents up in here we keep that shit smellin like a goddamn strawberry field take a fuckin whiff babes

What’s your aesthetic?

the moon and stars, soft pink and purple sunsets with a burning red on the horizon, sunrises as well, paintings and generally all art revolving around flowers and the celestial, pretty pastel pink and yellow, the sound and smell of rain falling against the window while being curled up in bed uwu

What’s your favorite time of the day and why?

lately it’s been night time. i generally get more creative and feel more at home during the night. i miss being a morning person tho.

What do you most like about the beach?

not a lot fklsjdjfkslkdflksdlkf i usually only go to get a tan and walk the boardwalk with my friends, but if i had it my way i would never step foot in the ocean for the rest of my life sdjdjdjdjsj we dont trust her!!!!!!!!!

What do you worry about constantly?

when i’m gonna figure out what i wanna do with my life lol. i took a year off to think about it but all i ended up doing was working myself to exhaustion and getting comfy in a work only mindset and now i’m only even more confused about what i want to pursue. i’m just glad im going to chicago next week because i feel like a change of setting for even just a week could give me a much needed reset on my mindset going into the next year. i worry about the future but the problem is i worry about the present too lol. oh well, we’ll figure it out!

What is a song you’ve cried to before?

oh boy...

trivia love

moonchild

first love

she used to be mine - waitress soundtrack

20 something - sza

26 - paramore

the letter - kehlani

landslide - fleetwood mac

when you see my friends - mayday parade

and many........many many more...... skskskks music is my main emotional outlet so naturally im gonna cry over anything that reflects my heart

What are some relaxing tips for your followers?

as The World’s Number One Most Stressed Out Human Being™️ i am definitely in no way fit to give advice on how to relax LMFAO

but i guess something that always works for me is putting on music i KNOW will make me sing a long or make me happy to distract me from the nerves i’m feeling. also putting on my favorite comfort movies to make me feel better (they’re big fish, scott pilgrim vs the world, and spirited away btw lol)

What are some things that make you tear up?

the ending of coco, seeing my mom cry, or anyone i love cry tbh, when children are neglected/abused, thinking about the world i’ll have to bring my future children into and how i’m going to be able to teach them to stay strong and bright in the face of it, lyrics that hit too close to home, absolutely anything tbh i cry easy

What is your favorite from each sense?

sight - the view of my cherry blossom tree against a pink sunset in the spring of my childhood home, a person’s eyes and how they light up when they smile, especially when they crinkle as they laugh

smell - the earth after rain, a forest in autumn

taste - my mom’s cooking, good coffee on an early morning

sound - beautiful melodies and harmonies to accompany them, a baby cooing, birds chirping at sunrise

touch - my pillow when its nice and cool, a cat’s tummy, a baby’s cheeks, fingers running through my hair

What is an alternative reality you’d like to live in?

one where im married to namjoon n we have a lot of smart musical prodigy babies who have his dopey smile and i live comfortably in our big ass home in korea where i raise our babies n get that good pipe down every night like i should

jk i wanna live in a reality where magic is real and i can cast spells and live my best life as the true witch that i am

What are some troubles you face on a daily basis?

for starters im ugly as shit so theres one

if we mean practically then i have really bad knees and i recently busted them again so its been really hard getting up and down stairs lately and bending over

but idk theres not really much. emotionally i just tend to get withdrawn and timid in public so it can be hard for me to speak up when i go out

What is one scene from a book that makes you really sad?

unfortunately i haven’t read as many books lately as i did when i was younger...so a lot of my memories are from books that i read like as a kid lol......THAT BEING SAID i think rue and finnick’s death in the hunger games was truly heartbreaking to read, the spine of my copies of both books have cracks on those pages bc i had to read it several times just to really believe it. also i thought it was written so heart wrenchingly well that i had to go back. also in looking for alaska when pudge, a man who loved to know people’s last words, realized that he would never know alaska’s last words. im also really thankful for that book bc it introduced me to wh auden’s poetry and to this day he’s still one of my favorite poets of all time.

Say something to your followers:

thank you thank you thank you thank you THANK YOU for following me and for some reason deciding to stay after how many times i act up on the daily. all jokes aside i really appreciate every single one of you no matter the number and i sincerely hope that you always have love and joy in your heart and that 2019 treats you well. i HONESTLY mean it when i say that i am always here if you guys want to talk or send me things or roast me or talk shit seriously i wanna hear it all and talk about it all i think all of you are so interesting and so beautiful and i’d love to get to know more about you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU GUYS! yeet!

#this is soooo long im so sorry oh my god

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Sugar Fall and Morailegence

Plush (JS/MI)Yesterday at 6:08 PM

(blood ment.)

Your name is Jay Harley and you have just started to wake up after being knocked out by Stitch. Clutching your bleeding head you lift it too fast and see stars, almost hurking right then and there. Some common sense has seemed to leak back into your head despite you laughing at this moment. You push yourself up onto the wall and teleport out into the hallway, you hit the floor immediately clutching your mouth. You won't be able to teleport this much like this.

Crawling over to a wall you pull out your phone and shoot Doze a text before pulling yourself up the wall, your claws digging into the drywall. You start to stagger off, laughing manically under your breath, a raspberry red bloodstain following your trail against the wall.(edited)

Mabs (PI/02)Yesterday at 6:42 PM

Your name, or at least what you call yourself is Doze. John Doze usually...it's kind of a fun play on words. At least you think so. At least you would if you weren't a bit upset right now. Upset at having been stuck in spot while everything has been going tits up, upset that you weren't fast enough to get far enough so you could be with Clover. Upset you aren't with Clover now and are making him worry even more probably. And upset that you know you're on your way to do something stupid but here you go.

It'd have been one thing if Jay had just been candy crush cackle-mad...but the combination of her messages was more than concerning. You didn't know if these Tricksters were immortal...but if they were and Jay wasn't working right then perhaps not. And you already have a life of regrets you have forgotten, letting Jay possibly bleed out in the manor alone was not one of them you wanted to add to the mist.

Leaving your hiding spot, you begin to make your way through what felt like an empty manor, making your way to where Jay last said she was.

Plush (JS/MI)Yesterday at 6:52 PM

You had staggered farther down the hallway since messaging Doze, you had to stop to do that or otherwise you would of fallen down right there and you weren't sure if you could get up again from that. Everything hurt and hurt a lot, ever since Clover cracked you a good one you hadn't started to heal like the other tricksters and man did it suck to some point. You keep staggering on despite your pain, it's something you were trained to do. Keep on carrying on, you could even stagger home after getting shot if you really wanted too, but right now with the glitching back and forth and feeling like something.. someone was hunting you down again. You were way to terrified to focus on ignoring the pain, you just wanted to reach Doze.

Your blood trail skids down for a second as you crouch/crawl your way to the other side of the wall so you can continue towards the Lounge. Having no idea what is keeping you moving or why you do keep moving instead of staying still, you keep trekking along. Making it to the start of the stair way you crumple to your knees an lean against the banister, "Fuck making it down those.. Hahhaha!" You chuckle under your breath and lean your head against the railing, "Please get to me furst Dozey.~" Churring you close your eyes for a second, you just need a breather, yeah. Just a few minute rest.

Mabs (PI/02)Yesterday at 7:00 PM

You see the bloodtrail first, momentarily wonder if this is how Trace feels when he's tracking folks down. Probably more exciting for Trace. Less terrible for Trace. He gets to see people, you just get to see blood. As you round the corner, you see the figure slumped by the bannister. Wellp. Here goes nothing and everything as you get closer.

"Ey. Ey Jay. What do you say. Lets go on out and have have a really nice day." You say softly as you get closer.

Plush (JS/MI)Yesterday at 7:11 PM

Your bent puppy ears flick as you hear Doze's voice an you groan, looking up slowly an over at him. One of your eyes is held closed, you didn't want to get blood in it. He gets to see it in full and somewhere in your mind that upsets you, having him see you like this. A new jagged wide scar from the left side of your fore head to your right cheek, and absolutely covered in blood. You grumble softly, and try to stand up, shaking tiredly as you do so and nod at Doze, stars flashing in your vision.

"Mmm.." You stand up fully and rock back and forth before grinning brightly, "Oh really!? I would LOVE that!" Your being glitches for a moment and a more calmer tone takes place, "Anywhere away from Stitch and them would be fine with me honestly."

Mabs (PI/02)Yesterday at 7:18 PM

A noticable frown at the blood. Oh no...you can't be mad at Clover for doing what he had to do...but its still painful to see. Pulling out a large blue scarf like you were some kind of magician, you start to wrap it around her head and injury. "Ye ye...sure thing. Lets getcha outta here. Ye aint allowed to get anymore badass lookin scars today."

With careful slowness, you lean down to scoop her up in your arms. "I gotta couple places where I do some of my other business that I can take ye to. Stitch ain't the only one know knows his way about medical equipment. Kek." It's true...while Stitch's job was patching people together....yours was often taking them apart. As slow as possible. Making sure they stay alive for as long as possible. Torture ain't worth it if the person bleeds out in an hour after all.

Plush (JS/MI)Yesterday at 7:28 PM

You are touching the scarf lightly a soft smile on your face when he scoops you up. You let out a yelp of surprise and cling to him before laughing. You grunt and shake your head at that, trying to keep the candy syrupiness out of your brain. You lean away from him an whine, "I don't want to risk turning you." Frowning an wobbling a little you set your head against his shoulder, your breathing ragged an chest shaking with each breath.

As much as you wanted to make sure he didn't touch you because of the risk, you just didn't have it in you to fight against it. You nod and grumble softly, ears drooping, "Yeah.. That sounds Peachy! Urk sounds pretty good, I'm all there for it." You allow yourself to rest against him and you find yourself smiling again, man he makes you feel so safe and calm it's absolutely wild.

Mabs (PI/02)Yesterday at 7:33 PM

"Iffn I'm gonna get all hit with this crazy kittykat bullshit, I'd rather do it helping ya get to safety than getting kerfuckle kissed by some sappy assed sons of bitches. Priorities yo. Maybe I'll end up being the act three goes out like a hero sucker kek." You grin as you cautiously take her down the stairs and head towards the garage. Fuck there's blood everywhere and while you have some tools here if folks are on the hunt and she's scared to want out...best not to push it in case she glitches bad.

"Sides. Prolly ain't gonna work on me. Know why? Cause I already happy as shit. Know why times two? I already got everything I need to be fuckass happy. I got Clover. I got you. I got skills to pay the bills. And I even got a dumbass fuckface I get to dunk on once all this is over. Bread and Circuses all the way. Why the fuck would I need anything else to be happy." Part of you is saying it for yourself, as you ignore how much her blood smells like raspberry taffy.

Plush (JS/MI)Yesterday at 7:48 PM

You genuinely laugh at his words an grin up at him through your daze, "Yeah it fucking sucked lemme tell ya." You glitch a bit, your grin more manic like, "Got my forehead SMOTHERED is kisses be DOC!!!!" You practically slap yourself on the forehead, right on the wound and glitch back, "Never thought I'd see the day he would do something like that. Shit felt cursed." You snort an laugh softly.

You find yourself gripping Doze tighter as he descends the stairs, you didn't want to fall, in fact now would be the damn worst time for that. You look up at him surprised before nodding, "You got that right. Damn I honestly didn't want this." You feel yourself frown heavily before you glitch like crazy, grunting you hide your face behind your hands and mutter to yourself, "Okay, Okay. No sad feels I got it jesus FUCK!" You bury your hands and face into Doze's shoulder to get yourself to calm down again, "Oof.. Sorry sorry. Looks like trickster me doesn't like thinking about sad shit."

Mabs (PI/02)Yesterday at 7:57 PM

"Sounds like Trickster you is a godamn pussy." you snort. "Do you think we'd be where we are without the sad and the bad? It's that sad and bad shit that makes all the good shit special. If I wanted something fuckin happy without purpose I'd just load up on a dozen how may i serve you mlord click with yo dick games or something." Carefully opening the door, you note which cars are gone and which remain before getting a set of keys for yourself.

"That said. Think about some happy shit. This ain't gonna last forever. And then! We're gonna have some fuckin fine dining on the fanciest daki pillows. Can watch the best of vine videos till we're cry laughing like dipshits." A wide smile. "Don't need no candy ass magic to have a great time. We're gonna show that candy ass magic that its just a punk ass bitch that only wishes it could have as much fun as we do when you and I are in full swing."

Plush (JS/MI)Yesterday at 8:12 PM

You laugh into his shoulder and nod, your gummy like hair bouncing with the movement, "Such a pussy, gotta be what you eat." You crack up more and bite your lip, snorting and laughing though your nose. "God the way you say things are great, honestly never a dull moment around you." You purr, then stop and blink surprised that you can even do that. With a soft oh shit and a tail wag you go back to purring, looking out and watching Doze do his thing.

"Hell yeah you tell it Doze. We are gonna have a damn good time." You glitch heavily for a moment as you grumble lowly, "I don't need no damn candy to be happy with the people I love an care about." Stars brightly flash in your vision again and your ears flick back and down, "Ough fuck that's bright." You squeeze your eyes shut for a moment and shake your head as you chill out again.

Tilting your head you look up and blink at Doze with a confused smile, "Are we leaving the mansion?"

Mabs (PI/02)Yesterday at 8:15 PM

"Ye ye. Gonna have a good time." You nod as you head over to one of hte cars. "Also ye. Gonna take ya to my baddass tat parlor. Show you my sweet as fuck studio. Finally can give you a bonafide tour of the place."

Helps that you also have some other tools there for your other jobs. Though thats a bit more of a hush hush matter. "Maybe if some place is open we can get some snacks n shit. Just chillin about while I help patch ya up."

Plush (JS/MI)Yesterday at 8:25 PM

"Oh man that sound great. Gonna be honest my candy side has been wanting a tattoo on the fucking ass and I'm all kinds of fucked up to agree with her on that point." You grab onto Doze's shirt as you wobbly lower yourself out of his arms, with a grabby hands motion you more of fall onto the car than grab it. You glitch with that jostle and grin wide, "Honestly!!!! What's so BAD about tattoos!~ Doc won't be seeing my ASS and I'm all UP for some rule breaking FUN!!!!~" A huge part of you is glad you got out of Doze's arms at that moment. You really didn't know how much longer you could of held the fake candy happy side back.

You adjust the scarf on your head, still grinning and teleport the Kitsune mask to your hand. With a wink at Doze you laugh, "You really don't need to WORRY about this side of me! When I promise something it goes STRAIGHT to my HEART." You do the cross my heart and hope to die sign and hope in the car, glitching as you do so. You sigh, "I'm a bit tired, I'm sorry I can't calm that side down as much as I want too."

Mabs (PI/02)Yesterday at 8:36 PM

You give a nod as you close the door for her. "Ye ye I trust ya Jay. Like you've never lied to me in all yer life why would I think you'd do different now. Candy or not yer still you." With that you hop into the drivers seat, stirring the car's engine to life. "Never understood why he was against you getting tats. Like shit I'm covered in em and most of the guys got'em. Specially since what you were describin is pretty classy." Pulling out of the garage, you start to drive off at a fairly amicable pace. Go figure, you're the only person in the Felt who drives at the speed limit or under. Noting the sky and grass, you shake your head. "What a trip huh."

Plush (JS/MI)Yesterday at 8:44 PM

You hum and rub your head, you keep opening the wound up like and absolute idiot. "I don't know either." You grab the handle on the seat and lay back, enjoying the slow ride. "I said dick near him once and like-" You laugh before you can even finish, patting your chest lightly, "He fucking said I was banned from sex." You wipe your open eye, and shake your head. "I think he's trying to keep me...." You open your eyes wide and glitch out like crazy before sitting up quickly and gasping for breath. "Fuck fuck fuck, stop doing that... keep me to himself. Doesn't want my loyalties getting all fucked up and shit." You sit back again groaning, "Like I would even be able to with how damn loyal the animal side of me is." You scrunch your brow and nod, "You know what. Yeah! Let's get me a fucking tattoo! Damn prove it to him! I ain't no DAMN THIN LINED person! I don't fucking BREAK!" You pump your fist into the air.

Mabs (PI/02)Yesterday at 9:06 PM

There is a laugh as you turn a corner. "That's the problem with loyalties really. Make em too rigid they're gonna rebel. You'd think after raising a shit ton of kids he'd have figured that one out but he's always after his white whale of the perfect example." There is a shrug. "The other thing about loyalties, they gotta be about trust. You can try day in day out to force loyalty but...if you can't ever really be sure they're loyal and trust them...yer gonna keep just putting that pressure on until they break." Another laugh. "Well tell ya what. I'll die on that hill with ya when this is said n done and you still want it. Fuckit I'll take the tank for that why not. I ain't gonna do it right now tho cause yer pretty damn hurt and I got some principles. Don't do tats when someone's drunk or doped up, also don't know if that'll end up causing some troubles in her state."

Plush (JS/MI)Yesterday at 9:23 PM

You nod slowly and sigh, "I, oof.. everything is so muddled in my mind I feel like I'm swimming through a swamp. I don't even feel like this after getting drunk what the hell. Yeah, I get what you are saying, I don't know if he trusts me or not to be honest. I think he just expects me to be 100% loyal to him, and like yeah I am but cutting me off from things that I want isn't the way to go on ensuring that I stay loyal. It's not like I'm gonna betray yall, I can't." You shove your kitsune mask onto your face and flinch when it pushes into your wound. You close your eyes behind the mask and laugh, "Thanks Doze, I do want it, a lot actually, but I won't let you take the heat for it. Can't in fact. My problem" You grin behind your mask, "I'd rather have you protected than deal with something I asked fur." You reach over blindly and pat his shoulder, "I understand that policy, be best too honestly-" You glitch, your candy brightness taking a hold again and gripping on hard. "Hehehe!! Yeah! Don't wanna mess up and get LOTS of tattoos!" Jesus give me a break can't she just come to an agreement with you already and mellow out. You touch the wound and tilt your head, perhaps that will be fixed when you are all fixed up. The crowbar seems to have split you in two like a damn cherub.

Mabs (PI/02)Yesterday at 9:34 PM

"Wouldn't be surprised if Doc doesn't trust anyone, even himself. Ain't anything against you, just how he be I guess." Or maybe he has a hard time trusting because he knows even if the ends justify the means the betrayals he gave are ever likely to return to his doorstep one day....but you don't voice that part. That ain't your business to say. "Psssh." You grin back as you glance at the masked face. "Bitch please. We innit to winnit. If I'm out here risking candy toxic shock fer ya you think I'm not gonna take a dunk in the tank if it comes to it. I ain't lettin ya be the only one to take that heat." Glancing at the streets, you dodge some rather huh...well ain't this getting crazy with the decor. Be funny if those stuck behind when this was all over. But you're just about to your parlor at least and this part of the city seems a ghost town.

Plush (JS/MI)Yesterday at 9:47 PM

You sit back up, dragging the seat with you as you turn and face Doze, some good ass feeling jams right here damn, gotta pay full attention. "Hmm!~ The tank? Oh those Goop Tubes! Hehe!! Snow put me in one of those before I forced myself out of the grey magics! Those things are ABSOLUTLY terrifying!!!!" You laugh and glitch lightly, "Damn things are hell thats what they are, first time in one." You shake like you are trying to get water off of you and stick your tongue out, your mask following suit, "If we get dunked together we can chill together then, the after affects isn't something to deal with on your own." You look over your shoulder to the world out side and it finally hits you how much everything has gone to shit, "Wow... I missed this? Where is everyone...?" You don't like this one bit, you feel yourself slightly shift towards Doze as you murmur out, "Thank you... for staying at the mansion and for coming for me.. I didn't know how bad it got."

Mabs (PI/02)Yesterday at 10:23 PM

The laugh turns to a cackle. "Ye ye the goop tanks. They sure are something ain't they." You give a nod as you pull into parking lot for the parlor. Giving a slow glance for any trouble, you step out of the car with shotgun in tow. You had no problems blasting some candy coated jackass across the wall if it came to it. As you get the door, you shrug. "Ye ye....shits gone to utter fuckin hell. Rip in the sky's bigger too it seems." You comment as you point up. "There's a few holdouts of folks trying to wait it out or stay safe but who knows how long its gonna last." There's a frown. "....think before I left I saw something about losing Trace to it. Probably means we're all gonna be kerfuckled considering he can track us down one by one in time."

Plush (JS/MI)Yesterday at 10:31 PM

You hop out of the car and decide it would be easier to float then walk, in which you to. You float after Doze humming sweetly as you do, "Oh yeah!! That was my fault.~ I did this SICK NASTY move on Snowman and made her hit the pavement after she made me eat pavement! I was a cherub then though!! And my other side on that note is rather WORSE than this one." Your mask winks, the eye that opens is full of flashing different colours, it's rather hypnotizing actually. You straighten out and look around grinning, "Well hell has some interesting tastes!~" You turn back around and float into the Parlor, "Trace went mad happy then? That's unfortunate." You settle your tippy toes on the ground and drag them as you float around the place, "Hmm.. Wouldn't Nepeta and Fin be in trouble first. Do you know if anyone has gone to help them?" You look back at Doze.

Mabs (PI/02)Yesterday at 10:41 PM

You step inside after her before locking it. It's a pretty nice setup, sterile and well kept with paintings mural'd on the wall. You noticably frown. "Hopefully. Maybe. Not sure. It's Trace. And he's got probably some similar setups to what ya'll been having so he can prolly chase forever." The frown deepens but you shake your head. "Nothing to do bout it here." You lead her to one of the backrooms. "But I can at least getcha fixed up a bit, so that counts for something maybe. Have a seat over there and we'll get this all started up." The chair looks relatively comfortable, obviously designs with tattoo clients in mind who would have to likely be seated in themf or hours.

Plush (JS/MI)Yesterday at 10:48 PM

You put a hand on his shoulder worriedly and pap him, "Fin says my teleporting messes up the trails, If need be I can get us the hell out of here and keep you safe." You glitch and your mask grins as you float over and sit down, "Like I sai-i-id!~ I won't turn you." You tilt your head all cutesy like and look around, "What do you plan on doing? Oh uh shit You are gonna sew my face all up and shit huh? Oh damn." You clutch the mask tightly to your face before slowly taking it off, your thick syrup blood sticking to it, "Oh gross why the fuck did I put that on again." Saying fuck it to the mask and placing it in your lay you shakily reach up for the blue scarf, not really able to see what you are doing.

Mabs (PI/02)Yesterday at 10:57 PM

You're washing your hands before putting on some latex gloves. Gotta be pro and sterile about this stuff. "That's good too know. Maybe be the ultimate ace in the hole really. Aight. Gonna try to get that cleaned a bit and see what damage we workin with. Gonna sting for a few until the local antiseptics kick in. Then prolly just gonna feel weird as fuck." You roll up a wheelie chair along with a tray of tools, bottles, and a pan of water as you help carefully remove the blue scarf, taking time to try to dab and wipe away the blood on her face as you keep gauze on hand to apply pressure in case it starts pouring blood again. "Gonna have to see what I'm workin with first but looking like you may need a bit of stitches as is. Gotta say Clover kind of cracked ya good."

Plush (JS/MI)Yesterday at 11:09 PM

You move your hands out of his way and close your eyes so he can do what he needs to, "Yeah, Though I can't say that I'm mad at him. It helped me break through... and since my trickster ass lunged for him I say I deserved it yeah." You scrunch your face slightly as your pain receptors flare up from your wound being cleaned. With how thick your blood is at the moment it doesn't pour blood as much as it slowly slides down your face again like syrup on pancakes. "Stitch's meaty damn cherub claws got me on the shoulders too, I didn't mention those because they don't hurt as much as my face does. They can honestly probably heal on their own." You force yourself to sit rigidly still for Doze so you don't cause him to mess up. The would is deepest on the top left part of your skull and kind of just drags through across your face. The condition of your eye is unknown, you still have yet to open it, honestly fearing the worst after getting use to having it closed this long. With out her effigy healing her up, she would need stitches for the left side of her face, the right side could heal properly on its own.

Mabs (PI/02)Yesterday at 11:16 PM

You methodically rinse and clean the wound, applying a dab of numbing agent as you go. The blood's a bit weirder than what you're used to...but almost in a good way since it isn't pouring out faster than you can clean. "I'll give em a checkout once I finish up the worst of it here. No sense in leaving a job half-assed n shit." There is extra precaution around her eye, probably would need her to rinse that out at the sink afterwards. "Oof...ye....looks like her gonna need some stitches pupperoni. Fortunately I can likely do it without it ending up looking like Stitche's face. Gonna likely have a mark when its all done though. Gonna look like one of those baddass anime babes with the sword three sizes too big for her."

October 16, 2018

Plush (JS/MI)Today at 12:10 AM

"Oh alright, you gotta point. Plus I shouldn't just leave them to bleed everywhere huh." You pause an snort under your breath, "Is it weird that I kind of want to lick my blood, shit looks hella tasty but also gets all of your teeth rotten in under two seconds." You reach up and carefully tie your hair up and out of your wound. "Alright, I'm fine with that, needles don't bother me too much and with how damn fine your tattoo work is I trust that you will definitely hold to that." You tap your fingers on the chair, feeling honestly kind of bundled up, "Say, anything you want to do after this, can like.. satisfy the damn candy side of me and shit so I can mellow out." You flick your ears an look at him, "Honestly think you out of anyone would be able to help me mellow out so I don't cause any more trouble." You grab your tail and bap it between your hands, something to do so you aren't sitting still and jittering out, "I feel safe an calm around you." You laugh softly and grip your tail.

Mabs (PI/02)Today at 12:18 AM

"Can't deny its too weird. I mean be lying if I said it didn't smell fuckin delicious." You smirk. "But then perhaps I ain't the best judge of what is delicious considerin my appetites." You give some of the area near the wound a couple test pokes to ensure that the area was good and numbe before sterilizing the needle. "If any of this starts to hurt lemme know and I can dab more numbin shit on it. All about that comfort here." You slowly get to work, hands working with a precise smoothness to them that your powers have granted. "Hard to say really. Problem with things is yer gonna be a-ok no doubt no problem but pretty sure me being out and about is the worst thing I can do. Trying to keep out of the radar in all of this shit. Whatcha candy side hankerin for?"

Plush (JS/MI)Today at 12:40 AM

"Will do..!" You swipe some blood off of your mask and look at it, "Hm. What's wrong with your appetite?" You raise the blood up to your nose and sniff, damn that did taste delicious. Like you just snorted a whole can of koolaid up your nose. Resist the temptation to lick it... You don't even flinch as he starts, you more of relax even more, glad to have someone stitching you up. "Hmm I don't know. Nothing to crazy honestly. I'm chill with just hanging out with you and letting myself mellow out and fall out of this trickster state. Kind of tired of it honestly. I only need one good head bashing for me to be done with something." You say fuck it and give the blood on your finger a little lick and scrunch your nose up, that was like opening a whole box of pixie stixs and downing them with the wrappers on. "If you want to go back to the mansion after this I'm up for that. The tricksters seem to be turning their heads from that place fur now."

Mabs (PI/02)Today at 12:51 AM

"Some folks get really nit picky about what is and ain't cool to eat. Like sure no problem killin a pig or a cow and making ground up burgers. But then folks are like can't eat rats. Can't eat this. That is gross. But like...at the end of it all, meat's meat yanno? Ain't no chicken gonna care what happens to it after its dead, same for every other thing. Carapaces, trolls...folks...in the end we're all about the same." As you talk, you carefully make small stiches up the wound, taking pauses to clean and dab and add a bit more numbing agent to it as you go. "Chillin sounds good to me. After this we can prolly vamoose to one of my layday locations. Keep all my dvds there n shit. Watch some movies. Hang out in pillow land. Take 20 naps. Its my fav place to just go and pass time by doing shit all. Prolly best not to get back to the mansion anymore. Tho I'll understand if you wanted to. "

Plush (JS/MI)Today at 1:04 AM

"Yeah yeah I get that. Gonna be honest, when I was younger and not really uh hm.. mannerized? I would go in the back yard and dig up the moles an just-" You laugh, "Wasn't pretty. So I understand what you are saying, I don't think anything is wrong with that." As he moves away from your left eye you open it, it's entire colour has changed to a dark cherry red. "Hm." You pat your cheek under it and your ears flick back as panic races through you. "..." You close it again and say nothing on the note of not seeing your fingers from that eye. "Yeah that sounds good. I could use a good rest after this honestly." You smile softly at him, "It will probably be for the best to go there too. Does anyone else know about these layday places?" You shake your head slightly, "The mansion will be fine. I doubt anyone but us could navigate it honestly."

Mabs (PI/02)Today at 1:12 AM

"Ah hell I'm not younger and I'm still not mannerized. Elbows on all them fuckin tables. Kek!" You grin wide as you are starting to finish up the last of the stitches. "Moles pretty alright, though small things got like not much good meat on em so they're a bit a pain. Like the sunflower seeds of the meat kingdom." You dab up the last of the mess around the stitches before applying some Hello Kitty bandages over them. "Nah. Chances are once this blows over I'll move it again elsewhere. Always good to have little somethings that you can call your own. And ye ye...highly doubt that the mansion is in any danger. Prolly safer than most of the folks in the city."

Plush (JS/MI)Today at 1:33 AM

You snort and shake your head, "Yeah they are, no way would they satisfy me now. Little dirt creatures." You reach an gingerly pat your head and sigh, "Oh man, that is much better. Thank you." You blink a few times before wagging your tail happily. "I feel like I can think again- Though still being full candy decked out is concerning. How long does it take to go back to normal?" You wave your hand in front of your left eye again and make tsk noise when nothing happens. No worry right? It's just from the head injury, vision should come back soon enough. "Ohh alright then yeah, that sounds like the safest place to go right now." You nod with his thoughts on the mansion, agreeing. You place a foot under you and float up and back, away from the chair and reach back to where Stitch scratched you, "Hmm..?" Not feeling anything you twirl for a second trying to look before floating over to Doze. "So... I'm thinking... Wounds from the crowbar as trickster doesn't heal but wounds from other things do because even though I bled the claw marks are gone."

Mabs (PI/02)Today at 1:40 AM

"No problem. Always glad to help...glad its helpin ya some." You roll back a bit as you start to put stuff away. "Not sure really. Most grey shit tends to be like....few days. Week tops? Who knows though. It'll sort out when it does tho." "Oh?" You tilt your head and notice that yeah, despite the streaks of red there was no indicator that injuries were ever there.. "Huh...kinda cool. Guessn' its a good thing to know. Gotta admit, the outfit is kind of fuckin adorbs as well. Though still think green is a way better color on ya." You take a few minutes to clean up and wash some tools and offer to let Jay wash her mask, noting her eye. "Ah dang looks like you may have bust a vessel in there. Hows yer vision?"

Plush (JS/MI)Today at 2:30 AM

Your ears flick back as he asks what you didn't want to hear. "Uh. My right eye is perfectly fine but uhm.." You wash your mask and put it on easily afterwards. "As for my left eye, I can't see out of it at all." You look over at him and shrug as you touch the floor with both feet, "Oops? I hope it temporary... How do I deal with the busted vessel though uh hm that sounds more important." You let down your hair and bounce it around before curling your tail over it. "Mh! I like my original wardrobe but I wouldn't mind being this pink or having this fun gummy hair."

Mabs (PI/02)Today at 2:37 AM

"Ye ye. Prolly will be fine. Prolly just gotta wear a badass eyepatch for a while to let it rest up and shit." You were hopeful if only because that was one of the many things you had no idea about. With a smile, you lean over and whisper the location of your hidey hole. Appears to be an abandoned bunker just a bit outside the city. "The hair is pretty baller gotta say. If it wasn't for the utter fuckwittery wouldn't have been against this whole thing but shit its just a fuckin mess."

Plush (JS/MI)Today at 2:52 AM

"Oh damn, look like a sick pirate. I even have a Halberd for it, go straight into conquer the sea times." You smile worriedly behind your mask and decide to throw the fear behind you. Best not dwell on it when you guys are about to chill the hell out and wait out the rest of this hell. You tilt your head as he tells you its location, your ear flicking and with a nod you put a hand on his shoulder. "Oh god yeah, I would be totally for this style if the manic shit wasn't behind it." You teleport to the location he told you, and blip back out for a second to teleport the car back home. Maybe that would fuck with the trails even more. Haha have fun Trace. You flash back in next to Doze and wobble a bit, "Damn that was the biggest fucking thing I ever teleported. Straight migraine damn, never teleporting a car again unless absolutely necessary." You look around the place as your vision stills and look around, "Ooh shit, maximum comfort, what movies do you have?"

Mabs (PI/02)Today at 2:59 AM

"Hell yeah. If things go tits up we can just steal a boat and sail uh...actually we could steal a space ship and be badass fuckin space pirates." You laugh as you finish cleaning up.

A teleport in, she's gone, then back...and looks pretty wobbley. You hold out an arm to prop her up. So far you haven't been feeling any of the effects of sugarfication...who knows maybe your slow ass time shit is making it hard for it to stick in small quantitites. The outside looks pretty ramshackle and barren, but after a couple corridors you find yourselves in a fairly comfortable looking room. Large throw pillows, some tacky beaded curtains for giggles and a nice entertainment system with fridge. "Ah shit I got a bit of everything. Like to keep up on the Earth flicks going down. Guessn I'm already a pirate as is kek. Got some cute Disney shit, some action movies, some crazy ass giant animal attack stuff, this kind of sweet ass nature documentary...even a couple rom coms though they're kind of fuckin tropey as shit."

Plush (JS/MI)Today at 3:49 AM

You pause at the beaded door way for a minute and tilt your head, pawing at them and laughing softly at the noise they make. You eventually get your arm stuck in them and have to teleport out to fix them, snickering as you do so, damn you gotta get some of these things. And I just realized you said beaded curtains but we thrive in idjit land here. You wonder around the place, getting yourself use to it before low floating back to Doze and setting down again to listen to his movie list. You snort at his joke and nod, "Pirate buds." You raise your hand for a fist bump but hesitate.. he's already touched you and not changed, this should be okay right? You look back down at the movies. "You got any tacky horror movies? I love those things."

Mabs (PI/02)Today at 3:59 AM

"BPBFs...Best pirate buds forever. Kek." You smile and shoot her a finger pistol with your index and middle finger outstretched. Two was your gimick, think of it as a double barrel pistol wink or something. Bumping her paw digits with the fingers, you sit down next to her to think. "Oh hell yeah. The tacky ones are the best. So many of the modern ones are just way too fuckin serious. Gimmie that stupid schlock of dumb college kids summoning zombie devils anyday. We can take bets who gonna die next." Normally you'd recommend a drinking game of it but between bloodloss and her state probably not a good suggestion. "Got a few that have like a whole series. You know you got the good shit when you have like 6 sequals each shittier then the last. Can just que up and marathon."

Plush (JS/MI)Today at 7:59 AM

You laugh an nod, the bestest of pirate buds. "Honestly, and yeah, I can already vote for all of them. The blonde hair girl goes first." You look over the movie titles an think about his idea, "Yeah a marathon of these should be time killing enough huh? I'm up for that, you can choose which to marathon since I picked the genre." You float away from him and around the room, setting things up to make this biggest and most comfiest looking pillowfort in the world. You even go out quickly to get some dope halloween bat and spider lights, absolutely halloweenpimpping the place out. You have to take a moment, your head screaming at how much you've done to it today. You'll soon be at your limit for teleporting for the day, better save those for more important things. Like escaping. You nest into the pillows, churring and getting everything more fluffy and comfortable for the movie. "You got any drinks or popcorn for the movies?" You hum and float back towards Doze, setting down next to him, the pillow fort finished.

Mabs (PI/02)Today at 3:26 PM

"Gonna suggest then hmm...critters marathon. Nothing like tiny lil monchy fuzzums from space. " You grin as you pull out some soda from the fridge and get some chips. "Way ahead of ya. Aint a movie night without the snackrifices." You give a nod of approval to the halloween decor and pillowfort. "Nice nice. Ultimate Spoopy comfy town up in here now." Sitting down, you use the remote to start up the first movie as you settle in close. At this point you were pretty confident that being close by was not going to change you.

Plush (JS/MI)Today at 5:49 PM

"Hell yeah to both of those." You settle down next to him and tug a blanket onto you lap, your tail swishing slowly as you smile and watch the movie. When you watch movies you tend to blank out the world around you, even when you move your self you don't really register it. So as the movie goes on and you two talk off and on you don't pick up your drowsiness. You don't even pick up when you lean on Doze, draw your knees in and wrap the blanket tighter around you, your eyes drifting closed. You nod off for a few seconds and blink yourself awake, there was some things you wanted to get off your chest before passing out. You turn towards Doze with a tired hum and smile softly, "I wanted to thank you, truly, out of that crazed state of mind. You didn't have to risk yourself to help me at all and the fact that you did really means a lot to me." You rub your good eye as your tail thumps softly against the pillows. "And in the car with the tatts, sayin you'd go down with me, all the time you've calmed me down. Being there for me when few to no others were.." You rub a hand through your hair, pausing a moment as sleep starts to tug at you again. "You mean a lot to me Doze, I'm lucky to have you around." Instinct hits you straight in the heart as you use your left hand to hold up half a diamonds with your pointer an middle finger, the classic morail sign, and you don't even register you do it. "You're a damn great dude.." You continue to sleepily ramble as you move your other hand off your face an look at him with a genuine smile.

Mabs (PI/02)Today at 6:07 PM

This was nice. At this point you've become so used to the faint smell of candy that it doesn't even register. Just you and Jay, watching hokey movies. After a bit you realize her banter is slowing as she slowly starts to drift, and you don't bother to try to stop that. It's been a helluva day and fuck she probably could use fourty winks. Need that rest to recover, heal, and all that jazz. As she starts to talk, you tilt your head and give probably one of the rare smiles that isn't a wide grin or an amused smirk. "Ey. That's what I'm here for. We're innit to winnit. Better or worse. A daring duo. And as I said, rather go down trying to do somethin than wait for the kickback in Die's fuckin closet. Which, by the way...best hiding spot in the mansion. Kek." You note the hand gesture, and reach up to match it. "Pching! Could say the same for you. Well not the dude part. But yer amazing Jay. Through and through. Can't imagine the mansion or a world without'cha. Clover has my hearts but yer a sparkly diamond in my eyes." If the threat of candy dandification wasn't there, you'd prolly have given her forehead a kiss. Instead you just ruffle the back of her gummy soft hair with your free hand.

Plush (JS/MI)Today at 6:43 PM

You laugh softly, locking this moment, this memory in your mind. Something to recall when you need to. Your tail thumps quicker as he ruffles your hair an completely accepts your pale feelings and returns them too. Your worst day turned to the best day. You churr softly, and just like that, being around him, realizing and being the best damn pirate morails, your sugar high self dissipates. Leaving behind good old Jay, just way more tired this time. You smile genuinely at Doze as you snuggle against him as you start to drift off again, "Hmm I wouldn't want it any other way, damn diamonds for life.. Best fuckin morail to have." Your breathing steadies and slows as you fall asleep snuggled against Doze. Your last thoughts before slipping into dream world are quick, you are going do your damn hardest to keep Doze safe from this trickster mess, you are so ever happy to have a morail and one you connect with on so many levels, you.. you are happy actually happy for the first time in a long time. You fall asleep smiling and for the first time in 15 years you dream something calm and something happy.

Mabs (PI/02)Today at 6:54 PM

You blink, as the sugar disspates and sitting next to you is the familiar Jay you know and adore. "Same. Same here. Besties for the resties of our lives." You lean over to gently kiss the top of her now normal head.

"You get some rest. I'll keep an eye and ear out for trouble..." You say as you gently pet her head while she drifts off to sleep. Despite all the shit going down, you can't help but feel...pretty dang good. Cause heck, this will all blow over eventually. For now, in the tiny little room in the nowhere land, things are alright. And that's all you needed for now.

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WHAT’S THE BIGGEST SURPRISE YOU’VE EVER HAD?

Friday night October 16 2020 @5:50pm

1. WHERE ARE YOU FROM? Wisconsin

2. WHERE DO YOU LIVE AND FOR HOW LONG? i’ve been in wisconsin my whole life of 24 years. lived in my hometown all the way til i moved to college. after i finished college i decided to stay in the town i went to college in for work purposes

3. WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE THING ABOUT WHERE YOU LIVE? the different options around town of where to shop, eat, and other fun things to do

4. WHAT DID YOU LOVE THE MOST ABOUT THE TOWN YOU GREW UP IN? the lake. i love the fact that the lake was only a 5 minute drive and i was able to go there whenever i wanted. but also, the memories of the town.

5. DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS? not anymore

6. WHAT WAS YOUR 1ST PET’S NAME? thumperlina for my big fat brown bunny

7. WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE SEASON? fall

8. WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE MOVIE? i watch a lot of movies so i dont really have a favorite

9. FAVORITE MOVIE IN THE PAST 5 YEARS? avengers infinity war. avengars endgame, crazy rich asians, knives out, and maleficent 1 and 2

10. WHAT’S A MOVIE THAT YOU LAUGHED THE HARDEST DURING? ouf, i dont remember

11. WHAT’S A MOVIE YOU CRIED THE HARDEST DURING? avengars, crazy rich, and also while you were sleeping but that’s a drama

12. WHAT’S THE BEST-ANIMATED MOVIE EVER CREATED? the good dinosaur

13. FAVORITE TV SHOW? my two all-time favorites are one tree hill and the office

14. FAVORITE TV SHOW THAT IS CURRENTLY ON? chicago pd and fire

15. WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE RESTAURANT? olive garden?

16. WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE FOOD? chicken alfredo, really good sushi, fried rice, curry

17. LEAST FAVORITE FOOD? any seafood --> shrimp, oysters, clams

18. WHAT TOPPINGS DO YOU GET ON YOUR PIZZA? pineapple and ham. hahaha yes, im that kind of person

19. FAVORITE BEVERAGE? coffee, strawberry lemondae

20. FAVORITE DESSERT? cheesecake or red velvet cake

21. IS THERE A DESSERT YOU DON’T LIKE? pumpkin pie

22. CAKE OR PIE? cake!

23. WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM? mackinaw island fudge, mint chocolate chip, strawberry cheesecake

24. WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE CONDIMENT? honey mustard

25. WHAT DO YOU GET FOR BRUNCH? crepes with nutella and strawberries

26. IT’S 4 AM ON A SATURDAY NIGHT, WHAT DO YOU EAT? fried noodles with two poached eggs

27. WHAT ONE THING DO YOU HAVE IN YOUR FRIDGE AT ANY GIVEN TIME? eggs

28. WEIRDEST THING YOU’VE EVER EATEN? duck and this one indian thing i dont remember

29. WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE BAND? one direction and tenth avenue north

30. FAVORITE SOLO ARTIST? liam payne, harry styles, niall horan, louis tomlinson, zayn malik. hahaha and ed sheeran, halsey,

31. FAVORITE NONLIVING MUSICIAN? --

32. FAVORITE LYRICS? “and if the whole world was watching, i’d still dance with you” “baby im falling. head over heels. looking for ways to let you know just how i feel”

33. FAVORITE SONG OF ALL TIME? theres no way i could choose

34. FAVORITE ALBUM? again ^^

35. WHAT’S THE LAST SONG YOU LISTENED TO? currently singing like to the “while you were sleeping” ost right now “it’s you” by henry

36. IF YOUR LIFE WERE A SONG WHAT WOULD THE TITLE BE? beauty in disguise

37. WHAT SONG WOULD YOU PROBABLY BE CAUGHT DANCING ALONE TO? any of my current favorites right now

38. IF YOU COULD SING A DUET WITH SOMEBODY WHO WOULD IT BE? halsey. that would be so cool

39. IF YOU COULD MASTER ONE INSTRUMENT WHAT WOULD IT BE? guitar

40. WHAT IS YOUR GO-TO KARAOKE SONG? ugh, i hate karaoke

41. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU CURRENTLY READING OR THE LAST BOOK YOU READ? probably back when i was rereading one of the “to all the boys i’ve loved” trilogy

42. WHAT’S A BOOK THAT YOU PLAN ON READING? prayer by tim keller. i just ordered it online and it should be coming in on monday

43. WHAT’S A BOOK THAT YOU READ BECAUSE EVERYONE ELSE WAS READING IT? twilight series. haha

44. WHAT’S A BOOK THAT YOU READ IN SCHOOL THAT POSITIVELY SHAPED YOU? mhmm...i dont remember. not that it posititive shaped me but the great gatsby was really interesting. also, when i was student teaching, i read number the stars with my kids and it was a great historical fiction book to read

45. WHAT’S A BOOK IN SCHOOL THAT YOU HATED? i didnt hate it, but there was this one book we read in ap lit and as a project, my friends made the movie version of it

46. WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE BOOK? to all the boys trilogies

47. WHAT’S A BOOK YOU WISH YOU HAD WRITTEN? ^^

48. DARK CHOCOLATE OR MILK CHOCOLATE? i like both but if i had to choose, then dark

49. UNDERWATER OR OUTER SPACE? underwater like in a submarine or something were i knew i was safe

50. DOGS OR CATS? dogs for sure

51. KITTENS OR PUPPIES? ohh, puppies of course

52. DOLPHINS OR KOALAS? dolphins! i really wanted to swim with dolphins when i was in florida but it didnt work out in our schedule

53. BIRD WATCHING OR WHALE WATCHING? whale watching

54. WHAT IS YOUR SPIRIT ANIMAL? i dont really know. probably a sea otter. haha theyre so chill and they stick around with their peeps

55. TO BE OR NOT TO BE? aint that the question to be answered

56. IPHONE OR ANDROID? iphone

57. TWITTER OR INSTAGRAM? insta

58. VINE OR SNAPCHAT? snap. i never had a vine but i remember watching a few vines. well i guess tik tok is the new vine now

59. WHO SHOULD EVERYONE BE FOLLOWING RIGHT NOW? Jesus. haha kidding not kidding

60. WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE APP? WEBSITE? probably youtube

61. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL? psych

62. WHAT WAS YOUR BEST SUBJECT IN SCHOOL? psych and math

63. WHAT WAS YOUR WORST SUBJECT IN SCHOOL? ap lit

64. WHAT SUBJECT WOULD YOU TEACH IN SCHOOL? psych or a lower level math class

65. WHAT IS ONE THING YOU WISH YOU KNEW IN HIGH SCHOOL? enjoy what you love doing as much as you can

66. WHAT ADVICE WOULD YOU GIVE YOURSELF AT 13? girl, be confident. you are beautiful. you are smart. and you are enough. dont worry about what others think and dont worry about the future because i got you.

67. HOW TALL ARE YOU? 5′0

68. WHO IS YOUR FASHION ICON? eh, no one really

69. WHAT’S YOU FAVORITE FASHION TREND? well since right now is fall, i really like long cardigan with cute booties

70. WHAT ARE 3 THINGS YOU ALWAYS HAVE IN YOUR BAG (BESIDES PHONE AND WALLET)? phone charger, hand sanitizer, and a mask. haha oh covid days

71. WHAT IS A CURRENT TREND YOU HOPE DOESN’T EXIST IN 100 HUNDRED YEARS? masks

72. WHAT’S YOUR MUST HAVE FASHION ACCESSORY? eyebrows done? haha my clothing fashion is pretty simple so i dont really have accessories but maybe a watch i guess

73. HEELS OR FLATS? depends. on a day to day then flats but for special occasions then heels

74. DIAMONDS OR PEARLS? eh, i guess i like both

75. BLOW-DRY OR AIR-DRY? usually air dry unless i need to be ready asap

76. WHAT COLOR DRESS DID YOU WEAR TO PROM? i didnt really attend my high school dances. my first and last hs dance was homecoming and that was only because i was on the homecoming court. i wore a red strapless dress

77. FAVORITE COCKTAIL? sex on the beach, mimosas, strawberry daiquiris, margaritas

78. WHAT DO YOU USUALLY ORDER AT STARBUCKS? white chocolate mocha. either hot or iced depending on the weather

79. COFFEE OR TEA? coffee. i tried to drink more tea but i always resort back to coffee. haha

80. HOW DO YOU LIKE YOUR COFFEE? i usually make my coffee at home. i just put in a mocha or caramel kcup then add in creamer. some days i’ll add in half and half or some chocolate/caramel syrup

81. WHO IS A PERSON YOU WANT TO HAVE COFFEE WITH? megan markle. odd but why not

82. WHAT HISTORICAL FIGURE DO YOU WANT TO HAVE COFFEE WITH? general vang pao

83. IF YOU COULD LIVE IN ANY HISTORICAL DECADE, WHAT WOULD IT BE AND WHERE? probably the 90s

84. WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE COUNTRY TO VISIT? havent left mine yet. haha

85. WHAT’S THE LAST COUNTRY YOU VISITED? my own. haha

86. WHAT’S A COUNTRY YOU WISH TO VISIT? somewhere in the east. maybe like france or italy or korea or taiwan

87. WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE STATE TO VISIT? florida

88. WHAT’S THE LAST STATE YOU VISITED? michigan

89. WHAT’S A STATE YOU WISH TO VISIT? colorado, new york, california

90. WHAT’S THE BEST VACATION SPOT? bora bora! ouuu someday for me i hope!

91. WHERE DOES ONE GO ON A PERFECT ROAD TRIP? honestly, anywhere. just gather your friends, pack up, stock up, and drive

92. FAVORITE CITY? right now, probably orlando

93. PILATES OR YOGA? i like both but if i had to choose then yoga

94. JOGGING OR SWIMMING? swimming!

95. FAVORITE WAY TO WORKOUT? ugh, at home

96. LEAST FAVORITE WAY TO WORKOUT? at the gym lifting weight. i always feel so awkward

97. BEST WAY TO DECOMPRESS? shower, then dinner and movie in bed with a glass of wine

98. WHAT’S THE BEST FIRST DATE IDEA? dinner and a drive to a fun spot

99. WHAT’S LOVE? genuine love towards someone regardless of their flaws, always

100. MAJOR TURN ON? neck kisses, vlines, touching

101. MAJOR TURN OFF? bad hygiene, rudeness, cockiness

102. WHAT’S THE WEIRDEST THING A GUY HAS DONE OR SAID TO TRY AND IMPRESS YOU? stalk my facebook and screen shot my old posts and send them to me OR ignoring my non-subtle hints that i have a boyfriend and do not want to hangout alone to “netflix and chill”

103. WHAT’S THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT SOMEONE WHEN YOU MEET THEM? their smile and personality and how they made me feel

104. DO YOU BELIEVE IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT? nah

105. BEST GIFT YOU EVER RECEIVED? im not really a big gift person but my mom gave me a micheal kors winter jacket

106. LAST GIFT YOU GAVE A FRIEND? i bought some baby shower gifts to my boyfriend’s brother and sister-in-law’s baby, baby Grace :)

107. BEST GIFT TO GET FOR SOMEONE? like a generic gift? probably wine or a watch depending on the occasion

108. WHAT’S THE BIGGEST SURPRISE YOU’VE EVER HAD? my boyfriend coming to visit me last christmas because i was so stress out and i thought we were suppose to meet up around christmas but he had his own plans that i was not aware of which then made me even more stress when i found out his plans but overall it was a very nice surprise and definitely helped me destress afterwards

109. WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE COLOR? white

110. LEAST FAVORITE COLOR? probably brown

111. WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE TYPE OF FLOWER? i dont think i have one

112. WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE COMEDIAN? dont have one either

113. WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE ACTION STAR? chris evans, tom holland

114. BEST SUPERHERO CREATED? captain america

115. IF YOU HAD ONE SUPERPOWER WHAT WOULD IT BE? to teleport

116. WHAT’S YOUR KRYPTONITE? too much snow. haha

117. BIGGEST PHOBIA? deep waters and heights

118. FAVORITE DISNEY MOVIE? dont have one

119. FAVORITE DISNEY CHARACTER? ^^

120. FAVORITE HOLIDAY? christmas

121. WHAT’S YOUR BEST HALLOWEEN COSTUME? a dead bride. haha

122. WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE PLOT-TWIST? whenever my favorite characters in a tv show gets killed off

123. IF YOU COULD DO A FLASH-MOB WHERE WOULD IT BE? new york, like how cliche and iconic that would be

124. WHAT’S THE COOLEST THING IN YOUR BEDROOM? my pineapple lamp

125. IF YOU GOT A TATTOO WHERE WOULD IT BE? probably on my side or somewhere on my arm

126. WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE CURSE WORD? shiiiiiiiiiit

127. WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE BOARD GAME? exploding kittens not really a board game but close enough

#beautyindisguise00 #gettoknowme #q&a #survey #questionnaire

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boopboopbichie · 6 years

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It’s midnight and I just finished this so it has not been read through bc aint nobody got time for that. Besides I need to go to bed because I have school tomorrow, but I hope you enjoy this anyway. wordcount: 2563 warnings: fluff(?), alcohol(?), some slight angst I guess.

So I might rewrite this at some point idk. I hope you like it. Eddie opened a door to reveal Richie on his doorstep looking like a million bucks. Eddie’s lips curled up into a smile and he leaned in to give his boyfriend a peck on the lips.

“Hey Eds”, Richie smiled at him, when he pulled away again and Eddie rolled his eyes. “Don’t call me that”. Richie just chuckled and grabbed Eddie’s hand, making Eddie smile again as they walked to Richie’s car. Eddie had told him several times, that he could just text him when he was parked in front of his house, but Richie insisted on knocking the door and opening the car door for him every single time he picked him up. Said it kept the romance alive. Eddie thought it was kinda cute but he never told Richie so. They got in the car and Eddie shivered. It was mid december at it was freezing cold outside and it had been snowing the other day. Eddie liked winter. He liked when it was cold. He always got so sweaty and disgusting in the summer. Also Richie looked extra cute in the winter, wearing beanies and knitted sweaters. Richie noticed Eddie’s shiver and turned up the heat in the car a bit when he had started it. He then started pressing buttons on the radio to try and find some music. Eddie watched him the whole time a small smile on his lips. Richie was beautiful. He was truly beautiful, his curly almost black hair falling in his eyes, small freckles covering his nose and cheeks. When Eddie wanted to read Richie’s mood he always looked him in the eyes. Richie’s eyes could tell you anything. When he was happy, like now, his eyes sparkled like a million stars. Every time Eddie saw that look in his boyfriend’s eyes, he felt like he could pass out. When Richie looked at Eddie, his eyes got soft and kinda lazy. Like he closed them a bit. Eddie loved it. But when Richie got sad, his eyes got so soulless and Eddie hated it.

Richie finally found some music, Pink Floyd as always, and he then looked at Eddie, his eyes turning soft and lazy. Eddie felt his heart swoon and he leaned over to kiss him on the nose. Richie blushed and grabbed Eddie’s hand. “So. Eddie. Where do you want to go?”, he asked, voice happy. Eddie shrugged and brought Richie’s hand to his mouth to kiss it. Richie blushed again and ran his other hand through his hair, smiling softly at Eddie who had leaned back in his seat, his and Richie’s hands on his thigh. Richie started driving, sending glances Eddie’s way every now and then. “There’s a party that Bev invited me to. Wanna go?”, Richie then asked and Eddie hesitated but then nodded. He hadn’t been to many parties and the ones he’d been to he’d been bored because he hadn’t been drinking. But what was the worst that could happen? He’d have fun?

They arrived at the house where the party was held fifteen minutes later and Richie parked the car. He then turned in his seat and looked at Eddie with excited eyes. When Richie got excited his eyes became wide and wild. That was Eddie’s favorite. He leaned over to kiss Eddie’s forehead and then got out of the car. Eddie didn’t even bother trying to open his door himself, he knew Richie would pout until he got back in to let him open the door for him, so he just waited patiently until Richie had walked around the car and opened the door for him. He smiled lovingly at his boyfriend and grabbed his hand. “Ready to have fun spaghetti boy?”, Richie asked jokingly and Eddie scoffed and pushed him away from him. “Do not call me that, asshole”, he said, but he couldn’t fight the small smile that crept onto his face. Richie just winked at him and pulled him into his side again and together they walked into the house.

Eddie instantly felt out of place. He was probably the only person in the entire house who was not wearing Doc Martens or had any form of piercing or tattoo. He moved closer to Richie, Richie gladly putting his arm around him. He looked up, saw Richie’s excited eyes and suddenly he felt alright again.

“Richie! Eddie! You made it!”. Beverly swung her arms around them, the smell of beer coming from her mouth as she planted a big wet kiss on Eddie’s cheek. Eddie wiped the spit from his cheek but Beverly didn’t seem to mind. She just smiled drunkenly and them and Eddie couldn’t help but love her. “Hi Bev. Where’s the beer?”, Richie asked, his hand squeezing Eddie’s shoulder softly. He always did that when he talked to someone that was not Eddie. Eddie didn’t know why he did that, but he liked it. “In the kitchen, that way”, she answered and pointed in the direction of the kitchen. Richie nodded, kissed her cheek and then started walking. Eddie followed, not wanting to get lost in this house. It reeked of alcohol and Eddie tried to breathe through his mouth instead, but it didn’t help much. When they reached the kitchen, Richie grabbed a beer from the fridge and took one more out which he held out for Eddie to take. Eddie did, earning a smile from Richie.

An hour later, Eddie had had four beers and he was in the middle of his fifth, so he was pretty tipsy, when two guys came over to talk to Richie. Apparently Richie had a lot of friends here, that Eddie didn’t even knew existed. He watched as they whispered something to Richie, patted him on the back and started walking towards the door to the backyard. Richie then leaned in so that Eddie could hear him. “Hey Eds I’m gonna go outside for a minute ok? Stay here, I’ll be right back”, he smiled, but Eddie couldn’t read his eyes, which freaked him out a bit. He just nodded though and smiled when Richie kissed his lips before wandering off. Eddie looked around, taking another sip of his beer. He felt really out of place again, now that he was alone. Everyone looked so intimidating and he wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear. But he wasn’t going to follow Richie. If Richie wanted him to follow him, he’d have told him so and besides. Eddie wasn’t a clingy boyfriend. He could have fun by himself, sure he could. So he got up, despite Richie telling him to stay, and walked into the other room to find someone he might know. He spotted Beverly quickly and made his way over there. When she saw him her face lit up and she grabbed his hand and dragged him into a circle she was standing in. “Hi Eddie! Guys meet Eddie, Richie’s boyfriend”, she smiled and twirled him around. He giggled and waved to the people in the group. They all looked really nice and he forgot how out of place he looked and just talked to them for around forty five minutes. Bev left at some point and Eddie went with two of the others to the yard because they had to smoke. He respected that they didn’t do it indoors even though it seemed like everyone else did. When they got out he shivered and wrapped his arms around himself, eyes on the fire lighting the cigarette. He bit his lip and tilted his head a bit to the side. Never in his 16 years of life had he ever as much as touched a cigarette. He knew Richie smoked cigarettes, but he never did in front of Eddie and he always told him to never begin. “Want one Eddie?”, Alex, one of the guys, asked him and Eddie shook his head. “No thank you. I don’t smoke”, he answered politely. Alex shrugged and wrapped his arms around himself also. “So. You and Richie. How long have you been together?”, Daniel then asked, nudging Eddie with his shoulder. Eddie smiled at the mention of Richie’s name and felt the heat rise to his cheeks. “Almost two years”, he answered, biting his lower lip. Daniel nodded, smiling and took a hit of his cigarette, blowing the smoke away from Eddie. “And he’s treating you right?”. “Yes! Yes. He’s the best. I love him very much”. Eddie loved talking about Richie. He could talk about Richie for hours. About his cheeky grin, when he did or said something he knew could get him in trouble. About how he made Eddie feel like he was flying when he looked at him. About his thick hair that Eddie always braided because it made him relax. About how his eyes fluttered in his sleep. About how beautiful he looked with the moonlight shining in through the window in the night. “Speaking of. Isn’t that loverboy over there?”, Alex then asked and Eddie looked in the direction he pointed and felt his stomach drop. Richie was sat on a piece of wood, his arm around a chick who was also wearing his denim jacket, something that did not look quite like a cigarette between his lips. Eddie frowned and looked at the two boys again. He felt like he had been punched in the stomach. Truth was. Richie was gorgeous, everyone could see that. Richie could get whoever he wanted and Eddie was always so scared he’d get bored and leave him for some punk girl who was much more fun than him. “Yeah”, he mumbled, his mood suddenly very low. “But that’s not… A cigarette is it?”, he asked, hoping they’d tell him it was. Alex send him an apologetic smile and shook his head. “No. That’s a blunt my friend”, he said, placing his hand on Eddie’s shoulder. Eddie felt angry all of a sudden. He then nodded to himself shortly and straightened his back. He needed to pull himself together. Richie was allowed to do whatever he wanted, Eddie didn’t own him. Besides. He trusted him. So what if he had his arm around some girl. Richie loved Eddie, he knew he did. “Is it too late to accept that cigarette?”, he asked, hesitantly. Alex’s lips turned into a smile and he pulled a cigarette out of the package and handed it to Eddie. “Here ya go kiddo”, he chuckled and Eddie smiled at him shortly. “Ok, I’ve never smoked before, so I have no idea what to do”, he said, embarrassed and Daniel put his arm around him and took the cigarette from his hand. “Ok, let me light it for you then”. He dropped his own cigarette on the ground and then placed Eddie’s between his lips and lit it. He then handed it back to Eddie. “You just put it in you mouth and breathe in. It might burn a bit”. Eddie nodded, did what he was instructed and then broke into a coughing fit. Both Alex and Daniel laughed and this and patted him on the back softly. “There there. Try again, that happens to most people the first time”. Eddie tried again and this time he didn’t cough as much. It still hurt though. Fifth hit he took was successful and he couldn’t help but feel like it was a victory.

He finished his cigarette and Alex handed him one more, which he took. This time he lit it himself, with help from Daniel and he had forgotten all about Richie again. Until his eyes darted around the yard and he saw Richie whispering something to the chick, that made her giggle. He felt the anger again and he started walking over there. He stopped when he was right in front of them and then coughed to make his appearance known. Richie looked up and so did the girl. “An hour ago Richie. An hour ago you left me at the couch, telling me to stay there and that you’d be right back. An hour. And then you’re sitting out here, smoking weed and flirting with some random girl?”, Eddie asked, sounding much more jealous than he wanted to. Richie removed his arm from the girl and stood up. “Hey Eddie. Chill out. You looked like you were having fun with Bev so I just thought I’d leave you be”. Eddie scoffed and moved his hand when Richie tried to grab it. “Bev left me thirty minutes ago”. Richie just shrugged and his eyes caught the cigarette in Eddie’s hand. “You’re smoking now?”. His voice came off a bit pissy but Eddie didn’t care. He had no right to be pissed. “Actually yeah. I am. Might make it a habit of mine”, he answered and crossed his arms in front of his chest. Richie raised an eyebrow and shook his head to himself. “Stop being a brat Eddie. You’re acting like a five year old”. Eddie scoffed and took a step closer to Richie. “I might be acting like a brat, but I didn’t leave my boyfriend at a party to suck some ugly chick’s ear”, he spat out making Richie’s eyes go wide. “Would you chill? Christ. You can be such a stuck up sometimes, fucking hell”. “Take me home”. “What?”. “Take me home or I’m going to fucking walk home”.

Eddie did realise that Richie had every right to say no, but he knew Richie would never let him walk home alone in the night. So he just nodded and started walking, Eddie following.

The tension in the car was terrible, but Eddie wasn’t going to give in. He was angry at Richie for leaving him at a place where he was completely out of place to go flirt with some girl. Richie sighed and glanced at Eddie, who was sat with his back as much as possible to Richie. “Eddie you’re being extra”, he said. Eddie ignored him and looked at his nails. Richie then stopped the car. “Stop it! I’m sorry I left you ok? I’m sorry I left you and I’m sorry I put my arm around that girl ok? I’m very sorry, but she’s just a good friend and she was cold. Jesus Eddie, she has a girlfriend. So I’m sorry you got angry but you had no reason to be”. Eddie turned around at that, tears in the corners of his eyes. He suddenly felt very stupid. “I just love you so much and I’m always so scared I’ll lose you”, he whispered, making Richie’s eyes soften. Richie reached over to wipe the tear that had slid down Eddie’s cheek. “Eddie…. Eddie please don’t think like that, ever. I’m one hundred percent sure, nobody have ever loved someone as much as I love you. I’d die if we weren’t together, literally. I’d never ever leave you, ok? Please try to remember that”. He then leaned over and pressed his lips to Eddie’s. Eddie nodded shortly and sniffled. “Thank you Richie. And I’m sorry I acted out, I was being dramatic”. Richie laughed at that and nodded. “Indeed you were my love. But that’s something I love about you. You’re always very dramatic”.

That night Eddie slept over at Richie’s house. He didn’t sleep much though. He stayed awake and watched Richie sleep, counting the boy’s freckles for the hundredth time.

#reddie #richie tozier #eddie kaspbrak #it (movie)#it (2017)#it

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salty-yu · 7 years

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day 3 - apocalypse surprise!!! its still oihina surprise pt.2!!!! i aint proofread

also did i forgot to mention its another sad ending & someone dies

ao3 link

One night, when they're curled up in their hideout, Hinata says, "it's kinda fun, y'know." Oikawa nearly smacks him for making light of this fucking destruction, but manages to reign in the turmoil inside of him to fix Hinata with an unamused stare. Hinata snorts, fingers tightening protectively around the barrel of his rifle, and elaborates, "before started, I was having the worst time of my life."

And Oikawa gets it, understands how not everyone had a pretty decent life like he did before the world fell into complete and utter chaos. So he let's Hinata's somewhat disturbing comment slide, in favor of peeking out of the only window in their hideout. Their hideout is, in simpler terms, a fucking tree house. The only thing that makes it real special is that Oikawa and Hinata had spent weeks digging a wide and deep trench around it, hadn't even bothered to do more than that, because god already knows the undead are as dumb as cardboard boxes.

In the dark of the night, Oikawa can hear the screams of the occasional runaway, the revolting groans of those who once lived, and a multitude of other not-so-pleasant sounds. The sky is brighter now, the stars seemingly on blast. There's really no need for streetlights when the stars are out. Hinata tells him there never was a need for lights on Earth because the stars have always been this bright, they were just never visible because of the man-made brightness. It's one of the first realizations Oikawa has, suddenly aware of how much mankind had taken away from nature.

He guesses this apocalypse is the universe's way of checking them back in place.

There's a walled city somewhere on the coast of Japan, where the rich had all traveled to right away when news of the revived dead had reached the headlines. Of course, other civilians were allowed into the city if they passed all health checks. The possibility of even the smallest virus coming into the safe haven was unfathomable, and many were turned away if even the smallest symptoms of a cold appeared. Oikawa proposes they travel there, so they do.

The trip is sure to be a long one, so Hinata takes extra care to pack as many granola bars and waters into their small bags. The first obstacle they face is before they even leave the confines of their tree house. Oikawa says it's best to travel with light clothes, and pack another set if necessary. Hinata says it's best to wear multiple layers, because if they were to be attacked and bitten, it would be harder for the teeth to break through multiple layers. They settle on a medium of two layers, and packs third set into their bags.

They leave on a sunrise, guns clutched in their hands, bags tight around their shoulders. The undead hardly make appearances during the day, as the strong UV rays hurt them (or so the scientists claim). Still, they're on the defense for the first few miles, before they reach a gas station and Hinata abruptly announces his need for a potty break. Oikawa stays put outside for a moment, before ducking into the desolate convenience store and snagging as many small food items as he can. There's a gun shot from somewhere in the building, and Oikawa freezes in place, before hastily shoving the snacks into his pockets, and rushing outside.

When he gets back to where he had last seen Hinata, the younger man is standing at the door of the bathroom, glancing at the floor nonchalantly. "What the hell happened?" Oikawa questions, grasping Hinata in his arms to examine him. His big brown eyes meet Oikawa's in confusion, before something akin to understanding forms, and he snorts.

"Sorry," he says, voice rough but soothing, "there saw a cockroach."

The first emotion to flood Oikawa's systems is an overwhelming sense of fondness for this shrimp. Then he sighs in relief, fingerless gloves brushing Hinata's bangs back, before gently slapping his cheek, fixing Hinata with an unbelieving expression.

When they're a few days into their trek, and Hinata has started complaining about how horrible his gym shoes are, they stumble upon a holy grail with air conditioning. In the midst of a town, there' a tall, kind of decaying, building twinkling just at the horizon, and Hinata jumps eight feet when he sees it. "It's a Walmart!" He exclaims, and they rush inside. They almost forget to do a complete scan of the room, until there's a groan from around a shelf, and Oikawa rushes to shoot the brains of one of those monsters through. After that, they're careful again as they wander through the huge store.

It's like the heavens answer to ever single one of Hinata's requests, because they somehow stumble into the shoe section right away, and Hinata manages to find a new pair of shoes he likes, and are in his size. Oikawa doesn't have much luck, settles on a black pair of trainers, and calls it a day. "Don't I look amazing?" Hinata calls from where he's modeling his new shoes. Oikawa agrees, hypes Hinata up as he prances around with his new kicks, before they both dissolve into a fit of giggles.

When they go to leave, Hinata sets a stack of neat quarters on the check out, flashes Oikawa a soft smile, and says, "what? I'm not going to completely steal these."

"Holy fuck," Oikawa grunts, pushing the butt end of his gun into a brain-eater's head, hears the sickening crunch, before rushing over to where Hinata is fending off another two. He's shorter than the two monsters that surround him, but faster, and he swings around a bat they'd recently picked up like a toddler just learning the basics of baseball. Oikawa figures it doesn't matter how he swings as long as he lands a hit. Oikawa loads his gun up again, aims at a leg, and shoots. There's a disgusting groan from one of Hinata's attackers, and Oikawa rushes over, kind of does the same lead-up he did for his volleyball spikes, before landing hard on a head.

He mopes the destruction of his new shoes.

His thoughts are cut short when Hinata shouts, and Oikawa quickly returns into fighting mode. The undead figure is slowly beginning to overpower Hinata, but they don't get far before Oikawa presses his gun to the side of its head, pulls the trigger, and watches the writhing body go limp. It's silent then, except for their panting breaths, and Oikawa clamps a hand down of Hinata's shoulder. "You good?" He questions.

Hinata looks down at the blood covering his body, not even his, and says, "just dandy."

"Can we take a break?" Hinata asks a few days later when they're walking through the blazing sun again. Oikawa shrugs, as if saying, why not. They're ridiculously ahead of schedule, even through all the necessary "shopping trips" Hinata made them take along the way, and Oikawa knows they'll reach the walled city in a few more days, tops. They've been traveling for a little over a week now, and with each step they take, he can almost smell the sea.

"We can rest all of tomorrow if we want," he says, glancing down the highway they'd been walking on. Upturned cars and smoke blur his vision, and the beating rays of sunlight don't help much either. He raises a hand to shield his eyes from the light, narrows them at a highway sign. "But I reckon we don't," he tacks on, "the longer we travel, the dirtier we'll be during the examinations."

Just as he's about to suggest they continue, there's a wrenching sound from behind him, and whirls around to find Hinata slouched over and dry heaving. He rushes over, taking a water bottle from Hinata's pack to push into his hands. Hinata really can't take it anyway, too busy throwing up absolutely nothing. Oikawa runs a list of all the food they'd eaten that day, recalls the fucking apple tree Hinata had climbed, and swears under his breath "No more grabbing shit off trees," he spits, but his actions contradict his words, and he cards his fingers through Hinata's wild hair.

Hinata doesn't argue back, gives what Oikawa assumes is a nod, before he heaves some more. The only thing that really comes out of his mouth are strands of saliva, and Oikawa hopes he feels better before they reach the walled haven.

"It sure is cold," Hinata says the next day, when the sun sets uncharacteristically early, and he's left tugging his shirt closer to his body.

Oikawa hums, squinting into the distance. "Is it?" he murmurs, not really paying attention. They're coming up to another highway sign, this one finally with the name of the city they're traveling to, and Oikawa thanks the heavens. "'M not really cold."

"Well I fucking am," Hinata huffs, and swings his backup around until he's wearing it on his chest. He unzips t, and ruffles through it as they walk, until he comes up with the hoodie they'd each stashed into their packs. Oikawa snags Hinata's bag from him to help, waits for Hinata to tug the hoodie over his shoulder, before shoving the bag back into his hands. "Better," Hinata sighs, and falls into step with Oikawa again.

They haven't even walked another whole mile yet, when Hinata starts complaining about the cold again, fingers buried deep in his sleeves. He almost looks cute with his big sweater and red nose, and Oikawa's heart skips a beat. They stumble into another one of those highway gas stations, and decide to all it a night. Hinata snuggles into Oikawa's side, teeth chattering loud, until he dozes off, and Oikawa is left on guard.

"Hinata, watch it!" He shouts, his voice cracking, when another group of undead beings crawl out of an upturned car. He quickly tugs Hinata behind him, aiming his gun and knocking two out right away. He gets busy with another one, fingers digging into decaying flesh in an effort to push it off of him, and he almost had it, until another one, torn at the waist, comes dragging itself at Oikawa and manages to grasp his ankle. He tumbles down then, fighting with the two, until he finally gets the upper hand again and is shooting at them both.

When he's up and running again, he remembers Hinata, and turns wildly around to look for him. Just as he catches sight of the bright head of hair, he hears the sickening moan of another bastard, and his heart nearly falls when he sees the wretched monster not even a whole foot behind Hinata. "Hinata!" He yells, points his gun, nearly faints at the empty clicks. He sets to loading his gun, eyes alternating between the weapon and Hinata, and he's about to lose his mind at Hinata's slow ass reaction, when the figure walks right past Hinata, sickly pale hands reaching for Oikawa.

Oikawa's brain is in overdrive, and his fingers finally push the load of bullets into the gun. He quickly cocks his arm at the enemy, and with one loud crack, the body is on the floor, and the air is quiet again. When the situational panic finally fades, he glance at Hinata with wide eyes. Hinata seems even more confused than Oikawa, and his own expression is reminiscent of a deer in headlights. "What the hell," Oikawa murmurs, stuffing his gun into its hip slot, before rushing over to Hinata. "What the hell," he's repeating, hands grasping Hinata's shoulders, and looking over him. "Why the hell did that zombie just walk right fucking past you?!"

"I-I don't know," Hinata gasps, eyes wide and a little mad. "I don't know, I don't know," he cries, hands reaching up to card through his hair.

If there's one thing Oikawa's learned from this apocalypse, it's that the whole group can't be panicking at once. In their case, only one of them can be panicking at a time. So he sets his hysteria aside in favor of dealing with Hinata's. "Shh," he soothes, allows his own heart rate to slow again, before pulling Hinata snuggly into his chest. "It's because you didn't move," he explains, probably to both of them, "they don't attack what doesn't move, right?"

"Aren't these pretty?" Hinata exclaims when they stumble into what used to be a new square. He's marveling at a patch of fire lilies growing on an abandoned flowerbed. Oikawa saunters over, crouches next to Hinata, until he's eye level with the flowers too. The inside of the petals are a soft orangey color, almost like Shouyou's hair, that fade into a flaming red. He picks one, and Hinata says, "heyyy, flowers have feelings too, y'know."

He ignores him in favor of setting the flower in Hinata's hair, the stem easily gliding into the depths of Hinata's bright trusses. Hinata himself falls silent, eyes wide as they watch Oikawa. "There," Oikawa says when the flower is safely nestled, and flashes Hinata another smile. The inside orange compliments Hinata's hair, and the bright red compliments the flush on Hinata's cheeks. He looks absolutely lovely, then.

When they finally reach the walled city, Hinata cries in relief, and Oikawa hides his own alleviation with laughter, tugging Hinata closer for a hug, the shorter man muffling his wet sobs into the crook of Oikawa's neck. Oikawa laughs because he hasn't felt this safe in so long, and they haven't even gotten in yet! He turns to cover Hinata with a complete hug, their bodies pressed tightly together from chest to thigh. "We made it," he sighs into Hinata's sweaty scalp, something that should be gross, but doesn't feel like it because its Hinata, for goodness sake.

"Thank you," Hinata cries while they wait in a line for the health examinations, and he still hasn't let Oikawa let go of him. "I thought I was gonna die," he admits, one hand loosely wrapped around Oikawa's hip. He sniffles. "I'm weak, and I'm not a fighter, and-and," he stutters, more fat tears trickling down his cheeks. "I woulda died without you," he sobs, burying his face into Oikawa's chest again.

"There, there," Oikawa says, gently patting his head. "It's all good now, Hina-chan," he comforts, pressing the softest of kisses to his forehead. Hinata nods into his chest, and his shaking shoulders slowly come to a stop. "They're going to give us a nice little house, where we'll live together," he says, imagining how good things will be for them now. "We're going to live together forever," he says, and then murmurs, "I love you, y'know?"

Hinata shakes ins his arms again, and Oikawa just barely catches the, "I love you," he mumbles back, before Hinata's dissolving into another quiet cry. All Oikawa does then is run his hands down Hinata's back, brushing Hinata's hair back to press the softest of pecks to his temple.

There's a red light going off somewhere at an examination table to his left, and Oikawa mentally laments the failure of fellow civilian who couldn't pass the examination test. He wonders what type of symptoms that person was showing, and a sense of pity settles in his chest.

The flashing comes to a stop, only to start up full force again, this time even louder, and there's security guards in hazmat suits rushing towards Oikawa's left again. Oikawa can't help it, turns his head a little to peak, but al he sees is the bright yellow of the suits surrounding a screaming figure. Poor soul. He turns back to the medic checking him. Another second ticks by, and suddenly, he realizes he recognizes those screams. His head whips around to do a double take, standing on his toes in an effort to see who's being removed, desperate to prove his brain and ears wrong.

He's about to let it go, push it off as some paranoia, when there's a tuft of orange peeking through all the rubber yellow, wild brown eyes looking around frantically. Oikawa's heart drops, and he's surging forward, hands slamming down on the plastic walls of his medical area, banging on the surface until his medic, and a few others are reaching forward to detain Oikawa. "Where are they taking him?" He shouts, watching as the men in sits wrestle Hinata out of Hinata's medical room, past the waiting lines they'd spent hours in, and out of Oikawa's sight. "Why are they taking him?" He cries, craning his neck in a last attempt to see his Hinata.

"That patient has been found with traces of the apocalyptic virus in his DNA," someone says, and Oikawa's heart is hammering in his chest, pounding in his ears.

"No," Oikawa breathes, flashes of Hinata flickering through his mind; his blindingly bright smile, his bell-like laughter, his brown eyes wide with fear, his clothes drenched in blood, neither of them knowing whose it was, marking it off as a zombie's. "No," Oikawa repeats, and the memory of the undead completely ignoring Hinata comes to mind. "No!" He screams, and tears leak down his eyes.

He and all the healthy civilians are herded into an area afterwards, and it takes two security men to grab Oikawa. He doesn't put up much of a fight anymore, letting them drag him over to a large door outside of the walls. They pass even more examination lines, more security men, a line of kneeling people all the way at he far edge of this make-shift camp. Infected civilians. His head travels down the line, catches sight of a bright head of hair with a flower peeking through it at the very beginning of the line, and his heart aches in his chest.

His precious companion is being sent back into that wretched world, he realizes, and whimpers. The security men drag him on, and he trips, feet scudding against the dry land. He glances up again, and notices the two men in dress suits at each end of the infected line, and almost misses the glint of a silver gun. His eyes widen, and he watches as the men load their guns. What are they doing, he panics.

He's shoved into a new area, and the guards let go of him. He quickly whirls around, eyes frantically searching the area again, until they finally land on the suited man by Hinata. "Hinata!" He shouts, surges forward only to be pushed back into his area. The man loads his gun, and a set of doors begin to close before Hinata, just as the first gun shot rings through the air.

#oikawararepairweek2k17 #oikawa rare pair week 2k17 #oihina #oihina fic #oikawa x hinata #oikawa tooru #hinata shouyou #hinata dies lol oops #writing #writings

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sapphicluxanna · 5 years

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1-100 pls 🌹💕

BABE. oh my god. okay here we go, it’s gonna be long!!

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

2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day? I love winter and everything about it, I’d rather be cold than hot

3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books? post it notes, receipts, I’ve used flowers a few times, really anything that’s in reach

4: how do you take your coffee/tea? tea with a little bit of milk and honey, coffee depends on the day? typically with a lil bit of vanilla creamer. when I make my ‘fancy’ coffee at home with frothy milk on top I always top them off with a dusting of cinnamon

5: are you self-conscious of your smile? always

6: do you keep plants? ye! I have a succulent/cacti terrarium, some sunflowers, jasmine, african violets, tomato plants, hanging planters, and a few more I forget the names of!

7: do you name your plants? not the ones I have currently

8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings? I love ink. I haven't been able to paint with ink in a while, but the movement of that and watercolor are just.. freeing? I dunno how to explain it. that and drawing using ink, every mark you make is permanent and I just kinda zone out when doing it

9: do you like singing/humming to yourself? aight listen. my future s/o is gonna have to deal with this a lot. shower? singing. car ride? singing. cooking? singing. y'all aint getting a break even if I sound like a dying cat

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

11: what’s an inner joke you have with your friends? I cant think of many at the moment but uhhhh. hmm. a few guys and I play a game together and I run the group (in rdr2), and we don't let people join it if their horse’s tail isn't braided so we’ll hunt them down and kill them instead

12: what’s your favorite planet? neptune looks beautiful

13: what’s something that made you smile today? the fact that you wanted to know more about me

14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like? lots and lots of plants, kinda modern, a few fish tanks, smells like lavender and coffee

15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is! mars has the biggest known volcano!

16: what’s your favorite pasta dish? stupidly basic, but chicken parmesan

17: what color do you really want to dye your hair? I’ve always wanted to impulsively dye it some shade of blue just for a few weeks

18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up. I got ridiculously drunk off tequila at a house party and was given my first mojito, thought he picked leaves off the tree out back and threw them in so I dug them out and threw them around the yard in disgust. I have a very vague memory of this but they always give me crap for it

19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it? I have a couple! one is my bujo where I keep lists of things like self care ideas, favorite movies and books, quotes, friend stuff, etc. another I use to draw in and like to recreate van gogh sketches, others are private

20: what’s your favorite eye color? y'all ever really see brown eyes? oof

21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that’s been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces. I don't have this?

22: are you a morning person? I could be if I woke up next to the right person

23: what’s your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations? netflix binging, reading, aquarium shopping, walks with my dog in the woods, making stupid pancakes, and league with a babe

24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets? it takes time for me to trust people, so probably all my life at some point with a girl. as for family? no

25: what’s the weirdest place you’ve ever broken into? I’ve locked myself outta my place a few times and had to go through the window

26: what are the shoes you’ve had for forever and wear with every single outfit? several pairs of sandals and slides!

27: what’s your favorite bubblegum flavor? just regular mint?

28: sunrise or sunset? watching the sunset on a blanket in the grass with a girl I care about

29: what’s something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing? her voice gets a lil louder and she talks fast when she's excited about something and its flipping adorable

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

31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks. I love fluffy socks and patterned socks and ones with dinosaurs and stuff and I love socks so much, don't sleep in them though

32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends. we played a drinking game based off how we did in a split screen game, one drink for every kill, got v drunk that night

33: what’s your fave pastry? I love baclava but I’m horribly allergic to walnuts

34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it? I still have it! my dad went down to south carolina a lot and I was, and still am, very much in love with alligators. I think I was six or something but he came home with this giant garbage bag and was moving it like there was an animal inside and when I opened it, it was a giant stuffed alligator. he's currently sitting on my bed, but seems a lot smaller now

35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? do you use them often? I really wanna get into using thicker paper for letters with pressed wax seals and pressed flowers

36: which band’s sound would fit your mood right now? I don’t really focus on individual bands too much tbh, I bounce around a lot within genres. anything happy and country atm

37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean? I’m tryna keep it cleaner, better habit to make myself get into

38: tell us about your pet peeves! people smoking around me (I don't care that you smoke whatever, I just ask you don't do it around me bc it makes me feel sick), a group of people that takes up the whole sidewalk going incredibly slow, people that cut me off in traffic without turn signals, people who f around in the tsa line and don't get ready then stand there for ten minutes taking everything off for the scanner and hold us up, “there” and “their” and “they’re” misuses, etc. jeez, didn't realize I had so many and that's not even all of them

39: what color do you wear the most? blue?

40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what’s it’s story? does it have any meaning to you? I love my claddagh ring, my mom and sister both have the same one and we all match. currently not wearing it bc it was like 100 degrees F then other day and it burned my finger?????

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

42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it! I like this lil coffee shop about half an hour away, every drink has an individual and funny name and the workers are nice

43: who was the last person you gazed at the stars with? I honestly can’t remember, but I could really go for this right now

44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything? uhhhh it’s been a bit? lotta stressors recently

45: do you trust your instincts a lot? I try to, should've listened to them regarding some stuff and I didn’t

46: tell us the worst pun you can think of. what do you call a blind dinosaur? a do-you-think-he-saurus.

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

48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today? santa and the dark, no on both accounts now

49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought? no, I just use apple music

50: what’s an odd thing you collect? I dunno about odd, but I keep seashells and shark teeth I find on beaches

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

52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far? uhhhh I’m bad at keeping up with when these come out but probably the “wait was anyone going to tell me ___ or was I supposed to find out in this ___”

53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? heathers? beetlejuice? pulp fiction? what do you think of them? I haven't seen these sorry!

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

55: what’s the most dramatic thing you’ve ever done to prove a point? I honestly cannot think of this right now

56: what are some things you find endearing in people? when they get excited about something, when their eyes sparkle a bit in sunlight, when they’re touchy (only certain ones), compassion, weird hobbies and interests, etc

57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. how did it make you feel? did you dramatically reenact the lyrics? it’s an experience. listen with headphones on high or don't listen to it at all

58: who’s the wine mom and who’s the vodka aunt in your group of friends? why? I guess I’d be the wine mom bc I don't drink heavily too often with my friends cause I’m usually the dd, vodka aunt would go to my friend S cause hell she puts that shit away fast

59: what’s your favorite myth? I love greek mythology

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

61: what’s the stupidest gift you’ve ever given? the stupidest one you’ve ever received? a lil cat bank that grabs a coin with its paw and drags it into the box and a potato, respectively

62: do you drink juice in the morning? which kind? not usually

63: are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be? I kept all of my books on a shelf before the move but idk what imma do with them now bc I have no room for a bookcase so they're kinda messy rn

64: what color is the sky where you are right now? pale blue and cloudy

65: is there anyone you haven’t seen in a long time who you’d love to hang out with? a friend who moved away a few years ago, I miss her

66: what would your ideal flower crown look like? oooooh. hmm. lots of blues and pinks and purples with lil twisty brown vines?

67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel? I love them, 10/10, perfect.

68: what’s winter like where you live? we either get 3 feet of snow overnight or a dusting, there’s no in between

69: what are your favorite board games? I cant remember the last time I played a board game??? I liked the game of life and monopoly when I was a kid

70: have you ever used a ouija board? nope

71: what’s your favorite kind of tea? whatever happens to be in the cabinet!

72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you’ll forget it? I have the memory of a goldfish

73: what are some of your worst habits? letting people get away with things they've done to me, being too lenient with people that make me uncomfortable, etc

74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns. they’re such a good friend and we have enough years built into our friendship that we can go a few weeks without talking and be right where we left off. they’re kind and caring and ready to help people when they need it

75: tell us about your pets! my cat is an 8 year old lil grump, but he gets so freaking affectionate and lovey too. he knows when I’m anxious and will come up and sit on my chest and purr. my dog’s a ball of jumping energy, she's always excited and happy, she’s only 2 so hopefully she’ll mellow out. then my clownfish are flipping adorable even though they try to bite my fingers when I’m working on the aquarium

76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren’t? unpacking and socializing with family

77: pink or yellow lemonade? pink lemonade

78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub? I don't care about them really, but the facebook minion memes passed around by moms gotta stop

79: what’s one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you? one of my exes surprise got me flowers sometimes, while the relationship just didn't work that was a cute action

80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color? if so, why? they’re kinda beige-ish? I just moved here and I don’t wanna repaint them

81: describe one of your friend’s eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of. hmm. one of my friends’ eyes are like the leaves on the forest floor, an assortment of greens and browns blended together with the occasional fleck of gold when light filters through the trees

82: are/were you good in school? I’m okay? In high school I was in honor classes and stuff and I've made the deans list a few times in college so far, but honestly I think I’m just average. I have a lot of issues with math and it’s why I couldn't go into one of the fields I was considering. I get overwhelmed quickly

83: what’s some of your favorite album art? tbh I don't look at this kinda stuff but I know kesha’s rainbow was good?

84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones? ye! I want a small humpback whale on my left inner wrist, they mean a lot to me and I finally got to see one in person just last year. then I have some scars on my thigh I’ve been tossing around the idea of getting a tattoo to cover up, but idk if I would or what I would get

85: do you read comics? what are your faves? no sorry! I always wanted to when I was younger but I got psyched out by guys who would say they're not for girls who I never took advantage of the comic shop a family friend owns

86: do you like concept albums? which ones? I dunno what this is and I’m too tired to google it but imma guess its about music? to which I say I’m v bad at keeping up with everyones stuff

87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives? the princess bride, star wars, lord of the rings, the sound of music, indiana jones (NOT crystal skull, it sucked), jurassic park, and a lottttt more.

88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy? impressionism, post impressionism, and expressionism

89: are you close to your parents? ish.

90: talk about your one of you favorite cities. I absolutely loved st. malo in france. I need to go back. it’s a giant walled city on the water and it’s just beautiful. I sat and watched an artist on the street for a while and bought two of his paintings afterward, gotta figure out where to hang them in my new bedroom. the air smelled amazing, it rained a lot when I was there but I still loved it and I wish I’d had more time to really explore than I did

91: where do you plan on traveling this year? I wanted to go to sri lanka to see my family but I don’t think it’s gonna happen, but I’ve got my fingers crossed for pennsylvania cause reasons

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

93: what’s the hairstyle you wear the most? I braid it overnight and wear it down during the day!

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

95: what are your plans for this weekend? I think I’ve got another family party to go to? feel kinda done with my fam rn though

96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot? I literally just installed 2 years worth of updates this morning, so yeah, I procrastinate updates quite a bit

97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house? idk what the first thing is but the others are scorpio and slytherin!

98: when’s the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it? oh wow I can’t remember, but imma say yes? I wanna hike with my dog at some point

99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them. somebody to love, la mer, and some others

100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why? 5 years into the future. I hope that future me is happy and comfy with someone she loves surrounded by their plants, aquariums, pets, and love.

#this was #so long #youre adorable ily #lack of emojis due to typing on my computer #oof #answered

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punkscowardschampions · 5 years

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Tommy & Ali

Chatting ‘bout Christmas, boy troubles, pregnancy AND THE FACT THE BABY IS TOTALLY NOT DREW’S LOLLOLLOL

Tommy: Oi! 😼 What you gettin da cos like even I feel cheeky considering socks for 2 years running Ali joined the chat 3 hours ago Tommy: I was gonna go full rivers of whiskey cept I'd probs drown myself in it before the bottle was in the bag 😂 Ali: So you should, elf on the shelf! Socks should only ever be an add-on prezzie, even if they're DEAD comical, like. Ali: Speaking of elf on the shelf, would you be willing to come round mine every day at the crack of dawn (aka JUST before the kiddos will arise like horrible demon krakkens from the depths) so I can arrange you in comical positions and situations? Ali: They love that shit. I on the other hand want to murder the CEO of whatever company/the high-key mum mafia that made this shit popular again. Ali: I've got me thinking cap on for the old man for ye...Hmm Ali: (and how rude to get cuffed for the season and not even get to the part where you get a bomb-ass present/someone to tout around the family functions...rude. You not actually at the bottom of a bottle quite yet though, yeah? Doing the obligatory welfare checkup here) Tommy: Excuse you miss money bags! 💰 just 'cause you're one of the rare artists who ain't starving like! some of us don't have boyfriends who cook or paying audiences Tommy: so yeah obvs! Gotta keep in shape just in case don't I? catch me pirouetting across your patio bitch Tommy: Green's my colour these days and red's always been signature Tommy: I'm alright (love you for asking!) how's you? Tommy: Genuinely Ali: Oh yeah, 'cos father will flip his shit if the price tag ain't AT LEAST three figs... 😏 Silly billy, and oi, oi! My student loan ain't kicked in yet ...I'm on a gap yaaaaaah though, darling, I've simply GOTTA act like a frivilous rich bitch. Deal with it, you're still the shady bitch of the fam, okay? 😘 Ali: Yaaasss, you're gonna have to drop a couple of pounds to fit in that teeny costume but a day in the life of a TRUE star init, babe? I believe in you Ali: Bet you didn't come here to be called fat, did you? How fucking cheeky is that forreal Ali: Colour of luck boy 🍀🍀🍀 Ali: Hmm, ngl I'm in a bit of a...situation, and I ain't talking I've forgot to order a turkey Tommy: Imagine...jog on old man just 'cause went for the quantity with the sprogs doesn't mean you'll get quality back soz Tommy: try it but good luck trying to get your little uns to deal with you being the spoilt one 😂 Tommy: well since I got the 🍀 its 🤞 Tommy: feckin hell has caleb forgotten kids are for life not just chrimbo again? Tommy: I'll deck his halls if he's being a prick Ali: That'll show him! That's what you get for bringing me into this world, whole lotta backchat and not an ounce of grattitude, take that! Ali: Join me 'cos I'm sure that's what mum feels I've got her Ali: We did Rio's first Xmas morning, and 2nd, at home! It really is Caleb's fams turn Ali: I can't help that its Junie's first, evidently I ain't planning this shit woman! Ali: #contraceptionwhomst? #pulloutnhopeforthebest #itswhatgodwouldwant Ali: And it ain't like we're not coming over for a second dinner, we fat as hell, get wid it and pass the gravy Ali: Catch me in the tesco throwing tantrums with Rio on the reg tbh #twocanplayatthatgamehoney #childrenraisingchildren Ali: Nah, although loving all the macho threats of violence when my honour is at stake as of late...Is my drama letting you live up to your full brotherly potential? Welcome... Ali: TMI, give a shit, but I'm late on and I've thrown up a few times, not from the mother's ruin, like Ali: hahahahahama'sgonnakillmeisn'tshe Ali: whatthefucklike Tommy: Who you kidding you're the blatant fave & lbr if the lord's got his specs on should be even more so for following her shining example like Tommy: honor thy father and mother and all that Tommy: who doesn't love a mini me Tommy: especially one who can sing every sperm is sacred with perf pitch Tommy: Amen! this aint 1850 pass the roasties gdi! Tommy: all we want for christmas is carbs Tommy: OH MY CHRIST NOT AGAIN Tommy: 😧 Tommy: I know you're on your gap year but no need to be so literal Ali: Ha, please! Not Tess Vickers' fave. Da's, obviously, as he is mine, (babe). You and Joe are the momma's boys, always have been, you needy little babbas. Ali: A woman who doesn't love herself...damn, too deep, reverse, reverse! Ali: You'd be surprised how annoying an all-singing-all-dancing constant reminder of all your best and worst bits is Ali: Usually the best, which is happy-making magic, but when its the worst...GOOD LORDT. Plus its a reminder of the same in your other half, and we all like to overlook that shit now, don't we? *sips tea* Ali: God I am gonna go HAM with my 'cravings' this Chrimbo...what timing! Maybe I did plan this after-all Ali: but no, I did not Ali: But yeah...this is a thing I'm processing, thought I'd drag you down with me 🤷 Tommy: I was gonna be all like not with him probs dead in a ditch and me one audition away from getting cosy in a cardboard box but I better swerve too dont wanna spend the season with the samaritans on speed dial Tommy: you and fraze are the success stories savor it Tommy: honey I've got a mirror Tommy: and near constant feedback from them in the know Tommy: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Tommy: that's calebs chrimbo gift sorted then yeah? Ali: Lordy, I know we're Irish but there's no need to be that fuckin' maudlin, Tommo Ali: Oh, you wanted an idea for Da but that is SO Fraze's prezzie Ali: Just tell him that, all day. Money can't buy that kinda happiness Ali: The spirit of the Holidays Ali: Them in the know don't know shit Ali: I mean...gift or curse? Ali: We've only just got back on track, this is probably going to derail the whole damn caboose Tommy: everyone's a critic and there's only one shane macgowan I hear ya Tommy: I reckoned you meant a mirror for a sec I was like uh huh he's got that one covered love 😏 Tommy: Hey! That's mine covered 🙋 just repeat that back to me Tommy: those clueless cunts Tommy: Nah he'll be buzzing esp if he gets another girl Tommy: there's only one Rio but he's shameless ha Tommy: leave the cursing for ma she'll be doing plenty once she's done stuffing your stocking with contraceptives Ali: Mhmm, save it for the improptu karaoke when we're all feeling merry on the day, like Ali: Lmao, he'd live in a 360 degree view changing room if he could Ali: How millenial of us! Lets just gift each other with positive affirmations Ali: Maybe...Gah Ali: Whatever, whether he deals or doesn't, doesn't change the fact I am with child again and yeah, Caleb's reaction is the least of my worries Ali: I'm going to be going to Uni abroad with 3 kids...damn Ali: If I don't get locked away for my own good, of course Tommy: 😇 Will do Tommy: I reckon that's the goal when he 'makes it' Tommy: scrawl it on my personalised starbies cup and have done babe Tommy: You're grand it'll just be one hell of a plane ride Tommy: 🍀 & 🤞 Tommy: OH SHIT WAIT Tommy: the whole Caleb reaction thing has me thinking...not to be rude but Tommy: it is his yeah? Ali: It better be Ali: Aside from the Drew incident I didn't shag anyone else Ali: and we used a condom Ali: I mighta been several sheets to the wind but I hadn't lost my whole goddamn mind Tommy: thank christ for that Tommy: imagine trying to play happy families with that twat Ali: Amen Ali: Yeah that isn't the life I've signed up for Ali: Bitches forget I already got a ring on my finger, like Ali: Legal or otherwise Tommy: Beyonce is here for your union Tommy: good enough for me Tommy: low key proud of ya not to be an enabler but like Tommy: I'll happily hooray you getting Drew to put something on it too god knows where that fuckboy's been Ali: Thank you! I will take that hooray because I literally had to mum Ro's arse and tell her to do the same every time Ali: AND had to do it in such a way it didn't sound like I was saying as much, like, your boyf is a cheater and we all know it sweetie Tommy: ugh 😷 glad you did though I hear your next door nemesis had to get herself to the clinic sharpish & i don't reckon she'd spread gossip that'd make her out to be riddled Tommy: 🦀🐛 Ali: 🤢😤 Unsurprised on both their behalf there but low-key furious Ali: he knows how that bitch treats Ro, and always has done Ali: there's being a cheat with any random hoe and then there's that...is it me or is that next-level careless? Ali: To the point it looks like he's doing it to hurt her, I'm sure he's just ignorant but, like, what the fuck?!!? Tommy: RIGHT? Tommy: like I don't doubt she ain't telling him all the ins and outs of her childhood drama but still Tommy: even with more brains than biceps he's gotta have a clue or two Tommy: OOOPS ACCIDENTAL COMPLIMENT Tommy: I'm offended on my own behalf Tommy: almost as cringe as once thinking he was hot 🤓😳 kms Ali: Yeah but it ain't like he's not been here...and she's still a cunt to Ro now, so Ali: Tries to be to me but who's listening, Bitch I'm deaf all of a sudden??? Ali: Hahahahaha Ali: He's attractive, to the point its kinda fact more than opinion so I don't think you're alone on that score Ali: If the notches on his bedpost are anything to go by...and I fucked him so can't be judging, consider your sins absolved, no hail mary's needed, maybe a few bloodys when I next pin u down for an IRL debrief? Ali: Oh wait, a bitch can't...I'll make it a Virgin Mary...WHEY! Tommy: True and I know he ain't got a bitch muted 'cause I aint rn either 👀 & my specs are on when I'm scrolling Tommy: I see what I see Tommy: 😞 Tommy: Fuck it lets go dancing Tommy: bounce that bump while you still can Ali: 'Course not, gotta 'low the bitch to slide into dem dms on the reg, if for nothing else than the ego boost Ali: 😒 Ali: I need that, lets go lets go lets go, its been TIME since I got to go out and not take the bubs Ali: I'll have to see who can have 'em though... Ali: Can't be mum, really selling how responsible a parent I'm gonna be to 3 by throwing 2 at her and fucking off to partay Tommy: SAMSIES...not that I'm going out with 2 kids on the reg but y'know Tommy: we on it 💃 Tommy: Dial up their daddy Tommy: he'll step up while we step out I'm sure Ali: Sure, just the one, like #oosh! toosoonforbants? Ali: Can but try, I'll get back to you when he replies Ali: Ooh, what are we gonna wear Tommy: I've got my elf cossie if I can only squeeze in Tommy: you could pin a red letter on if you've got something that won't clash 🤔 own that guilt like a good catholic 📿 Ali: Ooh, festive AND appropriate for my situ, I like it. Tommy: A for advent sweeties 😘 Tommy: can you cut my hair though I looking like the grinch if he was a blonde blue eyed dreamboat Ali: And Awesome! And Ali! And Ass! 😎 Ali: Obvi, you never could rock the long hair look, remember that dark period in time 😂 Ali: Can I try something slightly new tho? 🤔 Tommy: why the feck not gotta at least look ready to mingle like Tommy: 💔😂 Ali: Dubo not gonna know what's hit it and ya mans gonna know what he missing when I'm done with you! Promise Tommy: I'll hold you to it Tommy: no pressure Tommy: oooh maybe we could go shopping 😀 Ali: You know I'm winning boys back like its my business Ali: well, boy singular but that's enough, right? #greedybisexual Ali: I am always down for killing time snapping up killer #lewks, lets do it man Tommy: yaaaaaaaaaaas Tommy: careful I might hold you to that too #tipsfrommybabysiskms Ali: baby be wise tho 💞 where u at i'll come get u Tommy: about a lot of things yeah 👍 nws I'll come at you I need the exercise #aintforgotyoucalledmeafattylike Ali: alright well, RUN FORREST RUN Tommy: 🏃

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lostlegendaerie · 7 years

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Six Fics of 2016

someone. someone tagged me in this. multiple someones tagged me in this while my PC was broken as shit so fuck. i dont know but i Wanted This, so. originally by @secretlystephaniebrown !

So I thought I’d pick 6 fics of mine written during this year, grab a favorite quote from each of them, give a short explanation of why it’s one of my favorites, and then tag 6 people to do the same! Let’s get some self love rolling as we head towards the end of this year!

and yeah i did write other fandoms this year but its like mostly RvB and Entirely in space, so.

6. Save and Restore - York & Delta, canon compliant

“That’s a-- dirty word, D.” A light, airy chuckle follows; one he remembers following an exchange with Carolina years ago. It sounds so much younger than the rest of York’s words, and he realizes he may not have anything more recent. “Better-- clean it off.”

“I… beg your pardon?”

“Nah, it’s free.”

i mean im Mostly so fond of this one because it was how I met @agentyorkdakota my moon and stars, but i also really enjoyed just getting to play with language a lot with this? like i’m pretty sure i’ve discussed this before but for a senior year project i worked a lot on a play called The Skriker where the title character kind of... used mixed metaphors and all sorts of jumbled language to communicate and it just. stuck with me. this language that was kind of cobbled together and makes sense but doesn't and yet does? so that was def a highlight of mine working on this fic. (also it placed me in the Angst War, a feather in my cap if there ever was one)

5. blow you like a popsicle stand - Tucker/Wash, canon compliant

He swallows his fear and creeping horror and lifts the lid. Buried under the crystalline ice of the remarkably still-functioning freezer is a collection of brightly colored little packages, all about the size of his hand.

“What.”

“I know!” Tucker replies, with exactly the kind of enthusiasm than ensures Wash he does not know, “I can’t believe it either. Ice cream! Here! On Chorus! Man, Caboose is gonna flip out when he sees this.”

Wash is tired, and adrenaline-tingly, and by this time he should just always expect to be betrayed and disappointed but here he is. He pulled a door out of a crumbling concrete wall for decades old ice cream sandwiches. Couldn’t save the lives of kids under his command, but sure. He can demolish a building in a fit of panic.

“What,” he repeats again, trying to shove all of his feelings into one ambiguous syllable. But Tucker just hip-checks him out of the way, flourishes his sword with a buzz of light, and carves a path through the ice to a red and blue package.

this one was done in a swap for @playerprophet (whom i also love and tag in this, there you go) and was just. okay. listen. l i s t e n. if i’m gonna write porn im gonna write specific porn. i’m gonna write mildly kinky porn with new shit y’all aint even knew you liked so someone can find me at a con and tell me to my face “oh yeah you wrote the iceplay fic” and i can be like “y e s” but also i can barely scrub the Feelings out of anything i write, so. SO. this was a pretty lighthearted excuse for Porn and it went over really, really well. so im Happy.

4. Golden Boy - York-centric, semi-canon compliant

Not that York can go back, now; not that there's anything left to go back to, with the entire project turning on itself in a disjointed, cumulative sort of cannibalism as every man, woman, or construct fights for themselves. And he’s not entirely blind to the fact that being wired to Delta on a neurological level makes the Director’s treatment of the AI feel infinitely more personal; makes it easier than it should have been to turn his guns on people he’d worked with for years. No. He’s not blind, not in that sense anyway.

But if he’s going forward, he wants to understand in full what he did in the name of science and progress.

this fic once shared a name with @littlefists ‘s epic because it was literally the first thing I wrote in the fandom and I Wasn’t Into Tuckington So I Didn’t Know, and i swear to GOD this is the last time i bring this up but i worked so fucking hard on it, it has Combat and Betrayal and Introspection and World Building and while i’ve gotta better grip on canon now I still really, really enjoyed this fic as an explanation for how York, of all people, could have gone so low in OOM

3. Overflow - Tucker/Wash, canon compliant

His thoughts about Tucker have often felt like a glass of water that’s just a little too full. He moves carefully so they don’t slosh around and make a mess of the place, barely keeping it all inside . And he’d thought that, once the newness of the whole ‘ sure we’ll risk lying to the faces of UNSC police to keep you out of prison even though you’ve done next to nothing nice for us your entire life ’ gratitude thing wore off (it didn’t, not entirely, it still pops up sometimes in the worst of moments and chokes him like the noose he should have gotten) the level would go down.

[...]

Tucker does something to him. Tucker finds ways to make him forget, at least for a little while, all the ways he’s fucked up. Even if it’s just finding more tolerable faults, like how the stick Washington has got shoved up his ass does wonders for keeping his back straight. Tucker talks loud enough to drown out the ghosts of everyone he underranked but outlived, listens enough to make his hard-won experience and advice mean something, and he is terrified for the day that everything overflows.

this was birthday fic for @strangestquiet that i actually took a day off from work to ensure i completed it in time but just. anyway. i’m pretty proud of it because it’s Big and it’s Coherent Mission Fic that managed somehow to tie into a little bit of preexisting lore. i’m also unfortunately very fond of all the little OC children bc i’ve constantly had tons of trouble with original characters and even tho no one else seemed to notice them i had fun and i love them all. but just in general i feel like i had a good balance of humor and feelings and also imagery? but as far as the latter goes it falls short of...

2. gethsemane - implied Shepard/Vakarian, Archangel-centric, game-compliant

On his last trip out of the Citadel, tying off loose ends, he bought a pack of playing cards from a human vendor. He had memories - they’d been fond once, but were souring like milk left in the sun - of losing miserably to Shepard and Williams at some gambling game. Leaving gifts on the graves of the departed wasn’t exactly the norm for turian culture, but neither was it strictly a human one either.

The flowers around the small crystal pillar were already wilting with neglect when he arrived. There might have been other tributes left there, but security had loosened until it fell away, slack like discarded clothes. Garrus left the cards there, under the shimmering list of names of casualties from the attack on the Citadel, and took the next transport ship as far away from Widow as possible.

okay so like. whenever possible i love to put good imagery in fic and like. understate emotions when i can and just in general do the literary version of the color saturated wide shot, you feel me? like the pullback with the characters in silhouette but you can still understand everything they’re feeling? anyway i feel like this fic really nailed a lot of my own personal goals for just Vivid fics. can’t wait to write more mass effect fic but it’s gonna be Hard to meet the standards i set for myself with this one.

1. Throw Away the Key - York/Carolina, Alternate Universe

Carolina fights to find the best angle for her umbrella as gusts of wind swat rain at them in little bursts, but by the time her car gives a satisfying click they’re both uncomfortably wet and she’s run out of things to say. Thankfully, he hasn’t.

“We have got to stop meeting like this,” York reflects as he withdraws the metal blade, inch by careful inch. “This is getting a little absurd. Like, bad soulmate romcom Hallmark movie levels of coincidence.”

“Not my fault if you keep breaking the law.” She’s a little surprised by the movie analogy, but decides against teasing him for his choice in films.

“I am bending it, at best.”

listen i’m fucking neck deep in all the complexities of longfic hell and this sure isn’t the artsy stylistic stuff that i can be proud of (or regret) later on down the road but i’m trying. i’m trying to write something massive and happy and so far it’s working. i can’t say for sure if it’s actually Good because i get to see all my messy drafts and stops and starts that the rest of you are spared, but I wanted so badly to write A Good Longfic for the Y/C fandom and with that, at least, I feel like I’m doing well. if nothing else, literally nothing else at all, i am proud of myself for trying this and i hope that it can continue to give people joy long after it’s done and i’m gone.

i’m gonna go ahead and tag @therewithasmile @sinelanguage @lady-of-rohan @flecksofpoppy @owaire and of course @playerprophet but if you’re reading this and wanna do it go right ahead!

#saro's writing #fic meme

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Parachute

Working at a museum could not be any more boring. I can't believe I spent eight years in college to get a degree which granted me the honor of having a job where I sat around a dusty building all day and occasionally had to recommend restaurants to slack-jawed tourists.

The only saving grace of my job at the National Mining Hall of Fame and Museum was Ezra. Ezra was a chew-spitting volunteer who said he was 105-years-old whenever you asked him. He probably wasn't actually that far from that age and was the only person working in the museum who had ever actually been anywhere near a working mine.

Ezra spent his entire working life in the mines of rural Colorado and had the scars and stories to prove it. He technically was an unpaid volunteer at the museum, but he may have been the most valuable employee at the place, being the only person who truly knew what working in a mine was all about.

I always made sure to walk by Ezra's usual post next to the entrance when I came in with my morning coffee each day in hopes he would jump into a conversation with me. He didn't always bite. If he made a disparaging comment about my doctorate, it meant he was in the mood for talking, if he just nodded, it meant he wasn't.

"The good doctor is in," Ezra's rustic drawl stopped me once I walked into the museum on a brisk Fall morning.

"You know you're the only person who has ever called me doctor, Ezra? Even my parents don't."

"What cha got there in that paper cup ranch hand? Foam macchiato or somethin girly? Better if I call you ranch hand than doctor?"

"Ranch hand is fine, making fun of my Starbucks isn't."

Ezra let out a thick cackle.

"It's okay, I drink coffee too, just take it screamin hot and black. I got a question for you though chief? You got any plans for lunch?"

"I just brought a sandwich, nothing too exciting."

"Perfect, meet me on the back porch at noon, I got a surprise for you."

I spent the entire first half of the day thinking about nothing but my lunch date with Ezra. I never saw a single person invited for lunch with him, so it was a pretty serious honor. He usually spent every lunch sitting on the back porch, chain smoking Winstons and somehow chewing at the same time despite likely being in his 80s. A lot of us would go look at him to marvel for a few moments, especially since he would do this no matter what the weather, just throwing on a Carhartt jacket in the Winter.

I have to admit I was pretty nervous. I braved a stiff, mountain wind when I walked out with my turkey sandwich to break bread with the old man. He greeted me with a smoky smile lined with Copenhagen.

"Doctor ranch hand, take a seat."

I sat down next to Ezra on the edge of the porch, gazing out at a picturesque view of The Rockies. He tore at an old piece of fried chicken next to me before he cleared his throat and spoke up.

"I'm dying ranch hand."

I didn't respond, wasn't sure if he was joking.

"Now that might not come as a surprise to you, considering I am an old bastard, but it does to me. Thought I was invincible since I had been doing all this bad shit all my life and living. But I went to the doctor for the first time since I was a little kid yesterday. My stomach was hurting like hell. Turns out I got some kind of cancer down there. Probably from swallowin so much chew. But regardless, aint got that long."

"Oh, I'm so sorry," I said, breathless.

"Now you're probably wonderin why I'm telling you this, but there's one last thing I want to do in this world and I think you might be the only one around here who isn't too yellow to help me. Think you might like it."

"Okay."

"There's an old story about those hills up over there," Ezra pointed off to the mountains. "About my family and I want to see if it is true before I die and see if I can help out my granddaughter with some money. But I need help from someone younger, kills me to say it, and I don't know nobody else roudn here but maybe you who could do it."

"Okay."

Ezra looked over his shoulder, spit out a thick spew of chew and lit up another Winston.

"I come from the ol Foley clan. You've probably seen stuff about them in the museum here. My great granddad, he started the first mine in this part of Colorado and it was the only mine before the McCord family showed up. Well you may have heard about it before, but the Foleys and McCords, they became The Rockies' version of the Hatfields and McCoys. They fought like hell back then, old man McCord eventually killed my great grandaddy with a gun, but my grandpa, he eventually got that old bastard back. Poisoned him right up."

Ezra looked up over to the mountains on the dewy horizon with glassy eyes.

"I always heard the McCords buried that old man up there in a valley way up in those mountains in an old family graveyard. I heard they buried most of his fortune in gold right up there with him in that cold ol box. Cemetery's supposed to be almost impossible to find and a hard as hell climb, but his bones are still supposed to be up there with all that gold. I've always wanted to see if I could get up there and find it. Make me a killing. Give it to my granddaughter over in Salt Lake. This might be my last chance."

Ezra looked over to me with those same glassy eyes.

"You have any interest in trying to get an old man a little gold before he dies ranch hand?"

I couldn't believe I was actually doing it until I walked out of my apartment with my heavy pack of supplies lashed to my back. The cold of the morning tried to convince me to head back inside and spend the weekend watching Netflix in the warmth of my place, but the look upon Ezra's face and the romantic notion of chasing gold up in the ancient valleys and peaks of the Rockies intoxicated my 25-year-old brain.

I was to meet Ezra at the start of the Granite Mountain trail just a stone's throw from the museum. I prayed not to run into anyone as Ezra and I were calling in sick to leave Friday morning and have time to get to the cemetery and get back down by nightfall on Sunday.

A chuckle shot out of me when I arrived at the trailhead to see Ezra wearing just a t-shirt underneath some Carhartt overalls and a knit hat with a small backpack even though the temperature was around 40 degrees. He returned a laugh when he saw me lumbering over with my huge pack towering over my shoulders.

"What you got in there on your back? A five-star hotel?"

"Tent, food, clothes, some mountain climbing gear in case we need it."

"Well, you are prepared if you are anything. If it was just me I would just haul my dying ass up there with some chew, sunflower seeds and a Hustler."

We shared a laugh before Ezra led me to the trailhead and we slipped into the darkness of the cold forest.

The hike was instantly, lung-breakingly uphill. I huffed and puffed and had to remove my jacket because I was starting to sweat profusely. Yet somehow the geriatric, cancer victim who ascended the peak with me didn't seem to be phased until he accidently dropped his Copenhagen over a ledge.

"You ever hear of Ezra's ghost stories?" Ezra broke up the soundtrack of me wheezing and him spitting that scored the first couple hours of our hike.

"Uh, yeah."

I had heard about Ezra's ghost stories, but I regretably never went to one. They were always after hours at the museum and I wasn't about staying late at work. From my understanding, they were a series at the museum where Ezra told the historical ghost stories of the era and the mines and they were actually really good.

"These hills are full of those old scary stories, you know? Some of them are downright nasty. A couple of them I even seen."

"Really?"

"Well, the biggest of them all is where we are going?"

"The Old McCord Cemetery, I had heard a tiny bit about it before. I always heard it didn't really exist."

"Like hell it doesn't exist."

Ezra whipped a photo out of his pocket. Glossy, wrinkled and faded, I guessed the photo was probably from some time in the 70s. The photo showed a picture of a handle-bar-mustached man who bore a distinct resemblance to Ezra. The man stood in the ruins of a graveyard. Tall dead grass dotted with crumbling stones and rotten wood, the little area couldn't have been much more than ten yards in each direction before it went right back into thick woods. It was hard to make exactly everything out the photo was so faded, except for the man's eyes. They almost seemed to glow off the page.

"That's my dad, up there in that cemetery. They found the bastard's camera down at the bottom of the ravine. Never found him though."

"Are you being serious?"

"Yep, November second, nineteen-seventy-four. We knew papa was heading up into the mountains, but we hadn't seen him for a week and the sheriff came over, said they found his camera at the bottom of Elmer's Cliff, but that was it."

"Holy shit, man."

I was quickly not starting to feel good about this whole thing. I thought about turning around, but was worried about leaving Ezra up there all alone and wasn't even sure how to get back down. I pressed on.

"They always said the damned graveyard was haunted by the old dead McCords. If you found it, you would never come back. Sounds like BS, but that picture I showed you is the only known photo of the thing and the man who was in it disappeared without a trace after he stepped in that god forsaken place."

My skin grew cold even though I was still sweating from the challenging climb.

"You don't really believe that, do you?"

"I might say I didn't, but my daddy didn't go up there with anyone."

Ezra looked back at me with sweat finally starting to break upon his tanned and wrinkled forehead.

"So who do you think took that picture?"

I didn't have a response, just thought about walking back down the mountain again. Maybe I could make it out of the forest before nightfall?

"But I would be lying if I said that was the worst story about these mountains. We're about to come up on the coyote farm."

I had heard of the coyote farm, but I let Ezra elaborate.

"This old trail used to be the only way through this little strip of Colorado to get onto Utah in the Winter when the snow was high, but I wouldn't even think about trying this thing past the first week of November, would give you about a fifty-fifty shot at making it. But those old folks back in the day didn't think twice about it. About half would freeze or starve to death. Take your pick. But the real story is, it wasn't that simple. That was just a good alibi. The real story is this Mueller family, old German bastards, lived just down the hill and they knew a lot of people would die up here, so they would come up all the time and steal the leftover bodies for their food. Then, once they got a taste for it, they started straight up stealing people off these trails. They would take them over to their farm. The people still on the trail would say they would hear what they first thought were coyotes howling in the night, but it was really the folks plucked off the trail by the Muellers screaming into the night in pain as they got treated like breakfast pigs on their farm. You might hear the howls tonight. Probably actually coyotes now, but that still don't make it feel at least a little bit troublesome."

I didn't even respond to Ezra's story, I had actually heard a somewhat similar variation to it once at a park in Wyoming at a summer internship, I figured every region had their own version of it.

Ezra finally stopped for the first time in hours. He turned to me with a drooling smile and wide eyes.

"If you aren't too afraid, I was thinking we could set up camp pretty soon before the sun starts to set. Not too far from the farm?"

Ezra and I set up camp around an old fire pit on the edge of a cliff which looked down at the valley below where the museum and town lied. I couldn't believe we had climbed so high in just one day, it felt as if we were now up on the edge of the Earth. The air was razor thin. I was almost light headed.

We had just finished off a dinner of pork and beans and Potter's Crown whiskey Ezra drank straight and I splashed with Pepsi, making Ezra laugh. It had to barely be nine p.m. but Ezra and I both seemed to already be ready to go to sleep the way you do when you camp.

I sent up a tent next to the fire and saw the first crack in Ezra's tough guy façade when he said he would sleep in there with me. Earlier he said he was just going to sleep next to the fire.

Not too long after dinner, we retired to the tent. Exhausted from the day, we both immediately collapsed into our sleeping bags. I was ready to fully drift off to sleep when Ezra's voice stirred me.

"I wasn't going to sleep in this ol pup tent. But I gotta tell you, something got me real spooked out there."

I was suddenly wide awake.

"What?"

"Someone was watching us out there when we were eating dinner."

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"Just sitting out there in the woods. Big guy, beard, he was sitting about ten yards out in the trees looking at us."

"Seriously, stop fucking with me man. I'm not as good as you with this shit."

"I'm not making it up. Got even me a little scared. Maybe it’s the cancer playing tricks on my brain, or the whiskey, but I could see him out there. Just outside of the light of the fire, just looking. Nothing else."

"Fuck you."

"I don't think we got anything to worry about. I think he's just an old mountain man. Just wants us to know he's there. Probably has a cabin around here, probably grows marijuana or something, just wants to get us on edge so we don't got peeking around. Don't worry. Look."

I looked across the near darkness of the tent to see a revolver glimmer for a moment.

"I got us covered if we need it, but we won't. Sleep tight."

Of course it wasn't easy to drift off to dreamland after Ezra finished the day with those statements, but a couple of hours after bedding down, the strain of the day finally outweighed my fears.

Sleep came to me.

I don't think I was out long before I woke up again, still in the pitch dark. A howling sound from off in the distance was just loud enough to poke me out of my slumber. I wiped my eyes and stayed frozen in my sleeping bag with my ears honing in on the distant song.

After a few seconds of careful listening, the sounds became unmistakable. They were of someone moaning in pain, howling. It was the siren song of the old coyote farm I had heard about before. These sounds would not be possible to confuse with the wails of a wild dog though, they were clearly the sounds of a human being tortured – deep, guttural, pleading, begging to die.

The howls came from what seemed like a safe distance, but I wasn't sure if that was going to be good enough for me. I would have to at least wake Ezra so he could ready his gun if need be.

I slipped out of my sleeping bag, braced against the cold of the night mountain air and squatted down next to Ezra's bag.

"Ezra," I whispered.

There was no response, I reached down to give him a gentle nudge, felt nothing.

I flipped open Ezra's flannel sleeping bag to reveal an empty sack.

I looked over to the door of the tent to see it flapping in the wind and bitter cold washed over me.

The fear, colder than the mountain air, made me so stiff I didn't want to move, but I knew it was the smart thing to do. I trudged out of the flap opening of the tent and approached the last simmering ambers of the fire.

"Ezra," I whispered out into the night as I scanned the surrounding forest for any signs of light.

There were none. Just darkness and an eerie breeze that pushed around the trees high above like they were in a mosh pit.

"Ezra," I whispered a little louder this time.

No answer, but looking out into the darkened distance of the thick forest, I saw something come into frame. A flame. A torch of sorts. It was too dark to make out who was carrying it, but the torch was sifting through the trees, zig zagging along a trail in my direction.

Then in a flash. It was gone. I was staring at darkness again. I heard a hideous laugh trickle out of the woods behind me.

Oh fuck this.

I ran as fast as I could back into the tent and dove at my pack. I started stripping it of everything I figured I didn’t absolutely need until it was about as big and heavy as a standard backpack. I threw it on my back, clutched my hunting knife and crouched facing the opening of the tent. I zipped up the opening just to where I could peer through a tiny hole.

I tried to keep my breathing in check when I saw a dark figure step past the opening of the tent and stroll up to the fire, his back facing me the whole time. All I could see was a shaved head, black shirt, black pants, black boots and a long, shimmering knife hanging down out of a hairy, greasy palm.

The figure stopped just in front of the fire and unzipped his pants. He proceeded to piss on the last of the fire and let out a heavy sigh.

Once the ashes cooled, the figure walked past the fire and headed over to the cliffside where Ezra and I threw our empty bean cans. He stuck his head over the edge and looked down for a few moments.

The figure let out a snickering laugh, reared back for a moment and then did a graceful swan dive off the cliff.

"Holy shit," I muttered to myself.

I let the zipper of the tent down just a little bit further. I had enough of this and I was sure whatever was out there wasn't going to be thwarted by a little bit of nylon if it wanted to get to me.

In one swift move, I rushed out of the tent and started running in the direction from where Ezra and I had come. I was going to run all the way down the mountain in the middle of the night.

At least that was what I thought until I saw the face of the bald man I just watched jump over the cliff.

Standing still in the path I was taking down the mountain, the black-clad man, had a pale hairless skull, but his lack of hair was far from what was most alarming about his head. That was his mouth. His mouth jutted out in a canine snout as opposed to the friendly gaping hole of a human mouth. The man looked to have all the features of a human, except for possessing the mouth of a coyote.

I screamed and ran back the way from where I had come. I was running out of breath, but kept chugging along as fast as I could because I could hear the feet of the bald coyote man gaining on me from behind.

I ran directionless for what had to have been a few minutes until I realized I had no clue where I was and my lungs were going to exploded. I slowed to a gallop and started better taking in my surroundings.

The trail I was on cut through the thick trees with an uphill grade, but it changed a little bit just a handful of yards ahead of me. It appeared to lead into a wood-framed mine, cut into a wall of thick rock.

I gulped down the last of the oxygen I had and raced out the last of the distance like a racing horse closing on the final furlough until I was completely enveloped in pure darkness in the mine.

Once inside, I whipped my flashlight out from my pack and steadily kept moving forward until I clicked on the light and illuminated the world around me.

I was walking through a tight mine shaft, the rock above me gave me just a handful of inches of space to pass through. I couldn't yet see an opening ahead of me, but I had yet to hear anyone follow me in. So at least I had that going for me.

What was not going for me was what was printed all over the walls. Painted in fossilized blood were desperate clawings and scratches reaches all the way up and down the shaft.

I pulled my flashlight away from the terror, put my head down and staggered on until a bitter cold wind swept through the shaft and almost knocked me over. I grabbed hold of a waist-level boulder to my side to keep my balance and catch my breath for a moment.

My lungs huffed and puffed for a few moments until I felt the rock shift from under my weight. I whipped my flashlight down and saw the rock moving away from me in a slow roll, as if it was steadily tumbling down a hill, but we were on flat ground, I jumped away and dropped my flashlight in the process.

In the bouncing light of the flashlight, I caught a hideous look at what I had assumed was the boulder. Instead of a dusty rock, it was a hardened, molded-together, twisted clump of bodies – like a human ball of yarn. I stared at it just long enough for the pale face of a woman to blink at me before I collected my flashlight and sprinted away up the shaft.

I heard the ball let out a hideous gasp as I tore away with my flashlight frantically ripping through the darkness. My meager light seemed to reveal more of the same on the ceiling above me but I could at least see the hint of what may have been an opening dead ahead about 40 yards in front of me.

I ran as fast as I could to the opening until I heard a familiar voice call at me from further back in the shaft.

"Ranch hand."

I whipped around to see the silhouette of Ezra wobbling about 10 yards behind me. His eyes shimmered in the beam of my flashlight when I ran it up and down his body.

"Where you going ranch hand?"

I squinted at Ezra. Something was off about him. It looked like him at first glance, but he barely seemed to be able to stand and his eyes were too bright, his skin too pale. He was an old man, but looked like a dried out mummy standing in front of me.

I slowly started to back away when I saw Ezra's skin crawl like it was alive. He burst out into a smile and spit a jag of tobacco at my feet. I looked down at the filthy tobacco for a moment. It slithered in my direction like an eyeless slug.

My eyes snapped back to Ezra. His skin turned from a crawl into a disgusting slither. He appeared to be made up of dozens of flesh-colored snakes.

He winked at me before he let out a soft hiss. I turned back around and ran for what I hoped was the shaft exit. My light beaming ahead of me, my hopes were high as it looked like it was illuminating swaying trees which got closer and closer and I thought I could smell the fragrance of pine trees tickling my nose.

I could barely breath, but pushed on until that little opening in the distance seemed to never get closer again. I was running as hard as I could, pumping my legs and arms and spitting out wind, but the opening seemed to be stuck about 20 yards ahead of me until my legs gave out from exhaustion and I fell to the dirty ground.

Simply out of gas, I felt like an elephant on one of those Discovery Channel shows that finally just gave into the herd of lions tearing at its flesh and laid down, ready to give up. I closed my eyes tight and waited for the next stomach-turning monster to step up to my heap of a body.

But I never felt that presence arrive. Instead, I felt a sudden rush of cold and heard the sound of an owl hooting in rhythm as if it was some kind of woodsy alarm clock.

I flicked my eyes open and was shocked to see I was back in the woods, surrounding by the swaying trees and the pale moonlight. I shook my head for a second and sat up just a bit to gain a better view of my situation.

It first appeared I was simply in just a clearing in the woods, but a further scan revealed a sprinkling of crumbling headstones of faded cement and crosses of splintered, rotted wood all around me. I was in the fabled McCord cemetery Ezra and I had been searching for.

I didn't even care though. All I wanted to do was go home, or die.

I was just going to lay there, until I heard the owl cry out one more time and watched it swoop down right in front of me and land on one of the crosses in front of me. Looking even more aged and beaten than Ezra did back in the shaft - the owl was missing about half of its feathers, splashed with dried blood, painful scratches and had one eye that didn't appear to open. It stared at me from its unsteady perch until its one good eye shot a look behind me.

I followed the old owl's gaze behind me to see I was resting just a few yards away from a steep cliffside which descended down into the great valley from which we had ascended the day before.

The owl shot me a wink with its good eye and took off back into the dark seclusion of the forest.

I took another deep breath and laid there in the tall grass staring at the old headstones and crosses. I was so exhausted I almost felt drunk. It seemed like my eyes were playing tricks on me when the ground before me, around the various cemetery plots started to shudder.

I watched in tired horror as the dirt in the plots cracked open and pale hands, feet and heads started emerge from the dirt. In just a few seconds, I could see about 10 cold blue bodies of old country prospectors emerge from the earth - still clad in shredded, dusty frontier garb. One by one, they laid their shining eyes upon and started to crawl upon the broken ground in my direction.

The surreal image froze me for a second, but my body twisted away just as the first of the dead miners reached me and I turned to face the windswept cliffside. I quickly saw my salvation or untimely end was going to come in the form of a thick rope which hung off the edge of the cliff and dangled endless feet down the side of the mountain.

I crawled over to the side of the cliff, grabbed hold of the rope and swung myself over the ledge of the cliff. I swiftly started working my way down until I felt I had a good distance between myself and the horror above me.

Feeling the slightest hint of escaping safety, I looked back up to the brim of the cliff to see 10 sets of cold dead eyes staring down at me just below the brims of tattered cowboy hats. I absorbed their gazes just long enough to fuel myself with the fearful adrenaline my muscles needed to keep moving down and continued on down the mountainside.

The climb down took the rest of the night. I found myself on solid ground just around sunrise and found a slightly-familiar path which led me to the trailhead after just about 20 more minutes of painful steps.

I collapsed upon the trailhead sign when I finally reached the end of my journey and almost knocked the thing over. I rested there for a few minutes with the rising sunlight just starting to trickle through the trees and warm my near frozen body.

The emerging sunlight didn't just warm my body, it also brought the world around me to life with the sound of tweeting birds, foraging rodents and brought a bright sheen to an object at my feet – a fresh Polaroid tucked just below my filthy boot.

I bent down and picked up the picture.

A glance revealed it to be a black and white shot of the McCord cemetery from which I escaped. Standing in the middle of the cemetery with a shovel, a handful of gold bars and an ear-to-ear smile was the unmistakable image of Ezra.

I tucked the photo into my front pocket and headed into the rising sun.

Originally published by Thought Catalog on www.ThoughtCatalog.com.

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nxctvrnaltrippyhippie-blog · 7 years

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Getting to know some of me

1: Name: Danny 2: Age: 19 3: 3 Fears: Lonliness, Death, Waste 4: 3 things I love: Adventures, Food, Doggiess 5: 4 turns on: Talkative, Compassionate, Different 6: 4 turns off: Close minded, Two-Faced, Selfish 7: My best friend: No one.. 8: Sexual orientation: Tbh, I only fall in love with woman but the pleasure of what a man holds for some reason turns me on 😞 but once it happens at the end i feel disgusted and dont even wanna look at him .-. Nor fall in love. The desire pops up but to love a guy no.. sounds weird but trust, it even confuses me.. 9: My best first date: Honestly wish someone would ask ME out for once ;-; it would be the best just having someone ask me o": 10: How tall am I: 5'1 ;-; 11: What do I miss: Enjoying life 12: What time were I born: What is this 13: Favorite color: Omg 14: Do I have a crush: Yeah.. i guess.. its weird..😞 15: Favorite quote: not sure atm 16: Favorite place: my beddddd or in cuddles 17: Favorite food: ITALIAN 18: Do I use sarcasm: No i rather speak to people in precise terms when they ask “what” to a dumb question. Jk, hell yeah im sarcastic. 19: What am I listening to right now: Empty Camps by Cemeteries 20: First thing I notice in new person: Personality or Smile. 21: Shoe size: 7 22: Eye color: Brown 23: Hair color: Black 24: Favorite style of clothing: My own kind of style 😋 25: Ever done a prank call? Yes 😑 27: Meaning behind my URL: I like psychedelics and weed and i love to love, plus i dont sleep 😂 28: Favorite movie: I dont really watch movies tbh 29: Favorite song: Luna of Claiming 30: Favorite band: Circa Survive 31: How I feel right now: Crazy 32: Someone I love: My dog ;-; 33: My current relationship status: She isn’t my gf and she is straight.. i am in love with her i guess…. i guess.. but she does not feel the same.. but she wouldn’t like it if i saw other people.. 😞im so dumb but its really confusing. 34: My relationship with my parents: My dad was abusive and me and my mom are alright, just not close like some moms and daughters are lol. Its weird. 35: Favorite holiday: Does the Fall count 36: Tattoos and piercing i have: Tattoo on my neck of 3 purple moons, Gages, and i have my mouth and nose pierced many times but i fucked them up or school in the past (bitchass dresscode) 😭 37: Tattoos and piercing i want: Split tongue, eyebrow, cheekbones, Chest piece idea i had since 8th grade, moon and sun on my arms with falling stars ending the shoulders, sunflower on my leg with an eye, many ideas tbh 😂 38: The reason I joined Tumblr: Stop posting my feelings and personal thoughts and agreements on other media with friends who just see me as a depressed whiney little baby so now they think im better cuz i stopped expressing to them how i feel ((: now they complain i dont talk and i need to.. too late. Thought i could trust them and that i would never be a burden how they arent for me .. i was wrong and for that here i am. But god i do love tumblr and i dont regrer it. 39: Do I and my last ex hate each other? Yes.. she doesn’t care about me and never did. How she ended it showed that evil shit i didnt want to see. Now idk.. 40: Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts? From lucero sometimes.. 41: Have I ever kissed the last person you texted? Yeah. 42: When did I last hold hands? I dont know 43: How long does it take me to get ready in the morning? Just to get ready i could get ready in like 5 minutes but if i have all morning ill spend it all changing outfits till my whole closet is rampaged 😭 44: Have You shaved your legs in the past three days? Not in MONTHS 😂 45: Where am I right now? My bed 46: If I were drunk & can’t stand, who’s taking care of me? Lucero..? My mom..? 47: Do I like my music loud or at a reasonable level? LOOOOUUUUD 48: Do I live with my Mom and Dad? Mom and stepdad 49: Am I excited for anything? I guess art if i make it 50: Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to? No XD aint no dude wanna hear about my feelings unless he likes me lmfao 51: How often do I wear a fake smile? Everyday /: 52: When was the last time I hugged someone? Idk 53: What if the last person I kissed was kissing someone else right in front of me? Idk… it would break me.. but i should have seen it coming if it did .. 54: Is there anyone I trust even though I should not? No.. idk.. 55: What is something I disliked about today? Everything.. 56: If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be? My love. 57: What do I think about most? Being happy 58: What’s my strangest talent? I honestly don’t know lol 59: Do I have any strange phobias? Bugs bugs bugs ugh i reeeeallly hate bugs 😭 im scared a camera watches me idk if thats a phobia. 60: Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it? Either or 61: What was the last lie I told? Im doing good c: 62: Do I prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online? Video chatting maybe idk maybe a call tbh idk ill freak out unless i known you foreverrrrr i csnt talk on the phone with anybody tbh. Or even talk idk Dx 63: Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens? YESSS 64: Do I believe in magic? YESSS 65: Do I believe in luck? Sometimes 66: What’s the weather like right now? HOTTER THAN SATANS BALLS IN CALI 67: What was the last book I’ve read? Milk and Honey 68: Do I like the smell of gasoline? Yesss /.0 69: Do I have any nicknames? Le Dan Dan, Dannehhhh, Mac Daddy Danny, Nena 70: What was the worst injury I’ve ever had? Brain 😂 71: Do I spend money or save it? SPEND 😭🔫 72: Can I touch my nose with a tongue? Nah ): 73: Is there anything pink in 10 feet from me? No 0.0 74: Favorite animal? PUPPERRRRS 75: What was I doing last night at 12 AM? I don’t remember 76: What do I think is Satan’s last name is? Satan Natas 77: What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it? Capital Cities Safe and Sound 😂 78: How can you win my heart? Be there for me, take me on adventures, love me when i cant and let me love you when you feel you can’t.. be crazy wildin with me lmao. Patience with me. 79: What would I want to be written on my tombstone? Idk ): 80: What is my favorite word? “Nah” 😂 81: My top 5 blogs on tumblr: idunno ;^; 82: If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say? Treat me the same way i treat you, and we will see. 83: Do I have any relatives in jail? Not that i know of 84: I accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow me with the super-power of my choice! What is that power? Self-trip on my own without needing tabs 😂 85: What would be a question I’d be afraid to tell the truth on? How do you feel 86: What is my current desktop picture? Ganja girl animation. 87: Had sex? Yes 88: Bought condoms? Yes 89: Gotten pregnant? Noooooo 90: Failed a class? Many 91: Kissed a boy? Yes 92: Kissed a girl? Yessssssss 93: Have I ever kissed somebody in the rain? Yes 😭 94: Had job? Yommmp 95: Left the house without my wallet? Many times 96: Bullied someone on the internet? Fuck no .-. 97: Had sex in public? Yes 😂 98: Played on a sports team? No 99: Smoked weed? ALL DAYY ERRDAYY 100: Did drugs? Why yes 101: Smoked cigarettes? Still do 102: Drank alcohol? Once in a while 103: Am I a vegetarian/vegan? MEAT LOVERRRR, Althought respect for vegetarians/vegans 104: Been overweight? Yeah. 105: Been underweight? Idk lol 106: Been to a wedding? Noo e.e 107: Been on the computer for 5 hours straight? Maybe 108: Watched TV for 5 hours straight? No 109: Been outside my home country? Once but mexico =.= 110: Gotten my heart broken? Yeah 111: Been to a professional sports game? Yeah i think 112: Broken a bone? Helll nooo 113: Cut myself? Yeah 114: Been to prom? Lol no i didnt go 115: Been in airplane? Fuuuuuuck noo 116: Fly by helicopter? I wishh 117: What concerts have I been to? Too anxious to attend one 😞 118: Had a crush on someone of the same sex? Of course 😂 119: Learned another language? Yeee 120: Wore make up? Yes 😑 121: Lost my virginity before I was 18? Yeah ); 122: Had oral sex? Yepppp 123: Dyed my hair? Hellll yeeee 124: Voted in a presidential election? Yomp 125: Rode in an ambulance? Many times 126: Had a surgery? Nopee 127: Met someone famous? Nopee 128: Stalked someone on a social network? Yeah xDDx 129: Peed outside? No e.e 130: Been fishing? No ;-; 131: Helped with charity? I am charity jk 132: Been rejected by a crush? Yeahh once xD 133: Broken a mirror? Yes ._. 134: What do I want for birthday? Loveeee Send me some? <3

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survivormidwayatoll · 7 years

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RITES OF PASSAGE (JURY)

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Andrew

sorry for voting you out but it had to be done or my other potential allies like ash and sara and ricky could have potentially prioritized you over me and I’m strategically needy so ya ass had to go but ily <3

Ash

MY DUO. MY LOVE. You were a shady bitch sometimes you know that ? Honestly had I known you were getting blindsided I probably would've voted you too. But you're my best friend and I loved being your duo

Billy

Dude… wtf happened? I know what you can do, and I’ve seen how you can talk your way out of any situation. So how in the world did you get out this early? I’m sad that we didn’t get to play together sans being on a tribe (that meant nothing) together. But I’m glad we did get to play again.

Shea

I was so happy to see you go because it was you or me, and man, to see you walk out was just like validation, like LOOK AT THAT SHEA, YOU CAN DO SOMETHING IN THIS GAME! I'm sorry it had to be you but it was great to have the blindside of a strong veteran player under my belt. Love you!

I wish I could have stayed in a lot longer, but I’m proud of what i was able to accomplish. It was so much fun crushing dreams every round in the warzone like… Billy you missed out! I’m also glad I made some new friends WOOOOOO

#ItsAWarzoneItsAWarzone

Andrew

im not gonna get all sappy with ya but playing this game with you for the time that we did was kinda super awesome. we did THAT finding the pistol and idol and keeping them hidden from these shady mofos. I wanted to be chaotic duo with you so bad but I’m hoping we get another chance in the future. getting to finally play a duos season with you was super fuckin awesome and i couldn’t have asked for anything more, but we will co-win our next season <3 giraffes RISE

Ash

I'm not gonna lie I don't remember why we voted you out and I also don't remember if I even went to that tribal so sorry

Billy

Awe, this was our chance! My Malibuddy! We were FINALLY going to play together and actually do the thing, but divine intervention took a turn for the worst. Another time I guess, keep being cool bud.

Shea

I'm very sorry for how you had to leave this game, I got filled in on the circumstances and it was probably the only time in this game I was actually emotional, because I felt for you. I hope you're doing better.

Andrew

rip i wasn’t even there but i aint gonna lie I’m glad you were severed from jordan. was i hoping it would be jordan and not you? yes! was i mad y’all got separated anyway. no! but you did get done dirty tru. ily wife <3

Ash

your blindside hurt. A lot. That was when the game really fell apart for me. I did manage to pick up the pieces but your presence was severely missed

Billy

I love you as a person, everything about you is everything I look for in a friend. I’m glad we have each other, and I was so excited that we finally got cast in a PI season where we had the possibility to play together the whole time. I think lines were drawn pretty early, and you and I fell into a weird cross area, and unfortunately, others saw you as a bigger threat than I saw you and they pulled the trigger while I watched. I’m not so innocent, as I consciously helped, but it was not something I ever want to do again, and I hope you understand why I did what I did, even though it was just a vote.

Shea

I love and adore you, I had such a strong connection with you on a personal level and I was so pissed when you got voted off. I hope you're doing well, love you girl, and I can't wait for this game to end so we can TALK MORE and I won't feel like I'll get in trouble

Andrew

i know you had to leave for your own reasons and you know we all respected that <3 you’re amazing and ily and I’m glad we got to align for the time that we did. you’re a star and amazing and deserve the world and if there was one thing that brought this cast together for even a second, it was all of us coming together to show our love and support for you <3

Ash

I love you and I'm beyond glad that you seem to be doing okay

Billy

I don’t have words for how amazing you are. I wouldn’t have asked to have played Dynamic Duos ™ with anyone else, from any other game I had ever played. You’re my best friend, and you’re AMAZING at Survivor and you were making it to the end of this game. There weren’t many people who didn’t want that, and the people who did want you gone would not have gotten past your friends. Had situations not been the way they were (which come first, and you’re so strong and amazing and I love you), you would still be here. Know that. I love you with all of my heart, and I’m so glad that we have a PI legacy together that’s not only iconic, but it’s ours. <3

Shea

Again, really sorry for how you had to leave the game. You were a super nice person to talk to and get to know and I hope you're doing better.

Andrew

GOODBYE SPONGEBOB GOODBYE GOODBYE ngl that blindside where you had an idol in your pocket was WILD but you were playing a really good game that wasn’t even that messy so you were a major contender to win if you got to the end at that point. sorry friend but JORDO OUT!

Ash

Practically my other duo. Thank you so much for being my closest ally throughout the game as well as my closest friend

Billy

You and I had a very similar pre-merge situation. We both didn’t really have to do much, and we were never really in danger pre-merge. While I would have enjoyed working with you, because we found that you and I work well together sometimes, it was apparent our games didn’t match up. I appreciated you keeping me safe, but the problem was there was no trust between us. You were still lying to me (poorly may I add, lol) and I knew that while you had kept me safe the times you did, and I tried to as well, you would have turned on that deal faster than intended. I’m sorry, and ONE DAY we will work together in PI. But you have to trust me for me to trust you…

Shea

I was surprised that you went home, and despite my immediate reaction, It was a good thing for my game because you didn't have my best interest in mind. You're way smarter than people give you credit for and I really enjoyed gaining a friendship in you during this game.

Andrew

THATS WHAT YOU GET FOR PLOTTING AGAINST ME AND THE QUEEN STAYS QUEEN

Ash

You're lovely and I apologize for your blindside

Billy

Karen I love you, you know that. I had your back, and you know that. Until a little birdie told me that you wanted JP in this game and sold out your friends for seemingly no reason. I knew you were coming for me the round you left (and I truly am sorry we didn’t get to talk, I actually was at the movies seeing GOTG2) But I know once your mind is made, especially when Ricky wasn’t there to help talk to you, I knew that once you were set on me leaving, I was leaving unless I targeted you. But outside of the game, you’re absolutely one of my favorite people ever.

Shea

I'm sorry how your vote went down, unfortunately the cycle I really started getting close to you was the cycle where you had to go. I didn't intend it to be like that, I just knew I rather you go than Billy and had to push for that because I didn't think I could ever beat you in the end.

Andrew

okay so i can’t believe I’m saying this but WE ACTUALLY WORKED TOGETHER FOR A SUBSTANTIAL AMOUNT OF TIME ! ever since carson had gone i knew you had my back, but the thing was i don’t think you ever believed i had your’s? seeing as you’re gonna see these after the season, i will say first thing that your suspicions were incorrect. i wish you had trusted me more and i am sorry for flipping the vote on you, but you was a threat.png. i am glad we got to play together again tho and ily <3

Ash

I cannot express how much I hated voting you out. Like, people can vouch. I actually cried. You're so so wonderful and I wish we hadn't been on opposite sides

Billy

Your elimination wasn’t even remotely something I saw coming. When you initially thought you were leaving, you weren’t and I knew that. I didn’t want you scrambling and potentially ruining your chance. But a the rainbow idol bitch slapped you and it was out of left field. I was so glad we got to finally play together, and play as close as we actually got to play. I think it’s good that some of our more “one sided” friendships (Like Kait and Brian) went out early, because it made sure that we stuck with us and not with others. Ilysm, and I’m so so so glad that we finally got our time together.

Shea

You're the reason I'm sitting here, You pushed for me to get on this season and there was a lot of pressure I put on myself, because I didn't want to let myself down but I also didn't want to let you down. We didn't work together, we just couldn't unfortunately, and I knew I wanted you gone and the moment that idol got played and it turned out to be Rose Quartz, I was overjoyed. I'm sorry you had to go out like that, but you had the most twisted tribal I've ever seen and that will never be forgotten. I hope I didn't let you down.

Andrew

WELL FUCK. this is the one thats the saddest and the one that i hate the most. i know we’ve talked everything out so I’m not gonna repeat the super emotional baggage here. you know that i love you to the moon and back and you know that i wanna see you succeed but this game got a really messy blurred line when i heard you wouldnt have minded seeing me go. writing your name down to eliminate was a really surreal experience i hope i never have to feel again. but i am glad our friendship is surviving through this. if a survivor game ever ruined a friendship as good and valued as this one for me i probably wouldnt be able to live with myself knowing i lost someone like you in my life. love ya dood <3

Ash

Honestly I love you and I'm not sure why I was so terrible at talking to you but oh well ! That's what hoenn is for !!

Billy

Our relationship this time was much different than the one in Johto. We were together, on the same tribe, (do the first couple days in the Warzone count?) and playing together from the very first day. I knew what you were thinking (at least I hope I do) for most of the game, and I watched you play and AMAZING GAME. You ran the pre-merge, whether you think you did or not. That was YOUR Warzone, and everyone knew it. You are just as much of a social threat as the rest of us were, because until the last round (The ugliest round) I don’t think anyone saw you as that big of a target. You had a solid alliance, with various people that wanted each other out over you. Which was smart. You knew what to say to what people to pit them against each other and it was an amazing strategy. I solidly believe that you were winning this game. It’s unfortunate that the round you left was a knife fight, and I know we’re good. But I can’t feel bad about writing your name down, when I gave you another option and you still wrote mine down. Nonetheless, I’m so fortunate to have watched you evolve from Rakiura to here. You’re such a great player, and one of my favorite people outside of the game.

Shea

#survivorwarzone #rop

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