#the best thing about these two is you can put the most sappiest love songs

[allofthebeanz]

Beanz's Xena/Gabrielle Video Rec

Alright, so my interest in Xena has once again sparked to life, so I thought it'd be cool for some video recs of our fave girls Xena/Gabrielle :D

You Are My Way

I've Loved You Before

She Keeps Me Warm

Because You Loved Me

All Coming Back

Please Remember

Breathe Me

The Story

Never Let You Go

#beanz rambles #video rec #all incredible #the best thing about these two is you can put the most sappiest love songs #and it works #one of the best ships ever! #xena #xena/gabrielle

[deanie1987]

THE WEDDING POST!!!!!!!

Okay, I have now watched the episode in full like 8 times and it has been absorbed into my bloodstream and I feel stable enough to finally comment on it. For the most part I loved it and it delivered nearly everything that I wanted, even if it was delivered differently than I hoped for/imagined. There were definitely some missed opportunities I thought, but there really was nothing that I outright hated and I was pleasantly surprised for the majority of the episode. Here are some random thoughts as I was watching:

- I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again - Lip chewing gum is hot as fuck

- I knew I was in for a special episode when Ian showed up in a towel followed shortly by Mickey in a towel. They have been hiding Mickey’s thicc sixpack all season and unveiled it here as wedding gift to the viewers.

- Cam’s line reading of “Mickey” when Liam asked who was going to wear white, sweet baby jesus. Why does it always sound so good coming out of his mouth?

- I love all the brother scenes. Carl clipping his toenails, Ian griping and then Carl wiping them on the floor was hilarious. Although considering it was his room, what does Ian care? But I love that he did. Very anal (no pun intended) big brother vibe there. Liam hightailing it out of the room the second Mickey walked in and headed toward Ian was a mood. The shit this poor boy has seen.

- I also loved everyone asking Ian about his meds, especially Carl. That really got to me for some reason, as did everyone giving the reason that it was going to be a stressful day. Like they weren’t asking to be assholes, they were just concerned and wanted him to have a good day. Little did they know how stressful. I liked that Ian didn’t get made, but you could still sense a tiny bit of annoyance.

- My second notice that this would be a different kind of episode was Mickey asking if Ian took his meds and then touching him gently under the chin and saying “good” in a very, very deep and low voice. Um....holy shit that was beyond sexy to me for some reason. Like I almost felt like I was intruding. The way Ian’s eyes were fixed seemingly on his chest/tattoo and then the way Mickey forced him to look up at him.  Wow. Ahem.

- Ian obviously thought it was sexy as fuck too because he yanked him by the hips and grunted and pulled him in for some more caresses. So yeah, this was a lot different than the “hey what’s up bro?” scenes we had been getting. I mean there wasn’t a tongue kiss, but I appreciated it. I also appreciated that Mickey and Ian had no problem not only seeing each other before the wedding but showering together and messing around too. Poor Carl, he needs to take not of Liam’s reaction. 

- Along these sexy lines, there is no way that anyone should find the violent biting/hitting scenes sexy. Like no way that Ian saying “you gonna make me hit you again?” and manhandling Mickey’s wrists to the ground and saying “you done?” in a softer voice while straddling him and then throwing the gun to Carl and telling him to get the cuffs, was sexy. And it definitely wasn’t sexy that Mickey finally calmed down and looked right into Ian’s eyes and nodded. Like, no way, we shouldn’t be romanticizing that shit. Okay? Ok. Ahem. Ha Ha 😅

- I could not survive Kev’s keg boot camp, but I will take his comment about Depeche Mode-loving Gen Xers” as a personal shout out because I put their song “Somebody” at the very top of my Gallavich playlist. It is the cheesiest, sappiest song known to man and my girlfriends and I would play it on repeat and get weepy in high school. And it fits Ian and Mickey perfectly and even out cheeses that Ed Sheeran song. See Gen X can do more than irony.

- Obviously I loved Mickey’s handcuffed speech, but I wish that there had been a reference to that terrible cursed episode in season 3. Not the rape, but the fact that Terry forced Mickey to marry a woman and that it basically ruined their lives and set Ian and Mickey on a destructive course. Nearly everything that they went through started with that terrible day. It was definitely subtly reference and I definitely think that Ian was thinking of it, but I wish it had been stated more clearly.

- I love that Sandy was wiling to go to jail to get Mickey his wedding. I love that Debbie was possibly willing to marry Mickey to get him his wedding as well. I definitely loved all of the Gallaghers rallying around to help.

- The tie scene was beyond cute and this was the kind of scene we have been waiting for and both Cam and Noel delivered. I love how sincere Mickey was in this episode and how straightforward and reverent this conversation was. The kid conversation, Ian telling Mickey exactly what he wants and Mickey revising his statement in response. It was a perfect statement and this scene was so intimate. I truly didn’t think we would get this before the wedding so I’m thrilled that we did.

- Why does everyone keep referencing the combination of Mickey and Ian’s genes? Do they know where babies come from? Have they read too many Mpregs? 

- I loved the shot of them first arriving and the mention of the chairs. Mickey’s “I like how the gold captures the light” made me giddy. Then the long shot of them sort of taking in their surroundings and the impact of the day. The other shot I liked was them at the alter with a bit of the “deer in the headlights” look. You got me John Wells, you sneaky bastard.

- I loved everything about Kevin this episode even if it is beyond tacky to propose at someone else’s wedding.

- I had to mute the Gay Jesus crows singing “We Shall Overcome” because ugh and cringe, but Ian having a cult at his disposal may come in handy someday. I hope he thanked them and let them glory in his presence for a little bit. I also liked that Carl and Geneva were so familiar with one another. Lol.

- All of Ian’s interactions with his siblings were perfect. I wanted but didn’t get a scene of Ian asking Lip to be best man and also a best man speech (or any speech for that matter) but the “soft motherfucker” scene was adorable and very moving. I love that the only person besides Mickey that we have every seen Ian say ILY to was Lip.  That is pretty appropriate and the kisses were sweet too. I, too, am a soft motherfucker and that swell of music to At Last got me. 

- I liked how nervous Mickey was walking down the aisle, and I was happy that Sandy was there for him. But I sort of felt that him walking down the aisle on someone’s arm was a little too “bride” for me and I think I would have preferred to see him walk down the aisle by himself while grinning and walking his patented BDE Mickey walk. But his solemnity and serious was an unexpected choice and I appreciate them going with it.

- FRANK!!!!  Oh my god that’s where my tears started. I was really hoping for a Frank/Ian scene but his tears will have to do. Wow, I just wish that Ian could have seen them. The utter disdain the two have for one another usually makes me laugh, but it felt wrong to me in this episode, at least from Frank’s side, so I was glad that it seemed that Frank’s emotion got the better of him. I definitely think that the spectre of Monica had something to do with it, but it was there.

- SPEAKING OF MONICA...wahhhhh!  My favorite scene I think. It is no surprise that it comes when Ian is watching Frank and is sitting next to Debbie. I”ve already said this before but Debbie was the perfect person for Ian to talk to about this. I love how Ian still calls Monica “mom” and Debbie still called her Monica. And she was right, Monica would have loved everything about that day. Emma Kinney did a remarkable job in that scene, and she looked beautiful. The chemistry of the actors was palpable and it was just so nice to see. I also loved Ian’s slight laugh as he felt himself tearing up and then his choked voice as he said he should dance with his husband. Waahhh. Followed by Debbie’s sweet, sweet smile and then Ian finding Mickey, who had been dancing adorably and looking around for his boy. Then the way that Ian clung to him and collapsed into him, while the perfect and cheesy song played.  WAHHHHH!!!

- Also can we give it for Debbie yet again. Not only did she miss the ceremony in order to save the day, but she missed Franny walking down the aisle.  That is commitment and sacrifice and we appreciate it!

-I had hoped for personal vows, but I am at least glad that they recited them and didn’t just say “I do.” Once again, Mickey’s earnestness and seriousness surprised and delighted me, 

- I loved Ian grabbing Carl on his walk down the aisle. As I mentioned, every scene of Ian and his siblings was character appropriate and I loved this one too.

- Them having 120 people at the wedding was kind of dumb and ridiculous, but I did appreciate how true to life the variety of outfits was at such an event. From ripped jeans to gold lame dresses LOL. 

- That last scene of them was cute too. The hand holding, the nudity, the TATTOO again and Ian’s hand hovering near it. Mickey caressing and pinching Ian’s arm, their TWO rings, the hideous room and their tired, happy, sleepy voices. Perfection. I don’t love how Terry’s murderous rage is somewhat played for laughs, but I admit that I did kind of chuckle at their expressions when they heard the tires screech and then the last shot of them looking at one another while the jaunty music cut in. It was very, very, very much like a rom-com.

So there was a lot to absolutely love this episode, but there were a few missed opportunities as well.  I mentioned the lack of personal vows/family speeches and lack of any significant Frank/Ian interaction, but other than that the only thing that really bothered me was the lack of any Fiona or Mandy mention. That was actually a huge missed statement and it would have been easy to do. I find it more believable that Fiona would miss the wedding than Mandy, but to not mention either of them was a bad move, IMO. I liked Sandy and the role she played, but she doesn’t make me forget Mandy, show. And the lack of Fiona mention just makes me think JW was being petty toward ER.  But beyond that, THEY ARE MARRIED AND HAPPY AND SUPPORTED BY A LOT OF PEOPLE!!!  HALLELUJAH AND PRAISE GAY JESUS!!!

#whew #that's a lot #i'm still feeling a lot #is it season 11 yet #gallavich wedding #shameless 10x12

[hyunsracha]

poetry —  kim seungmin

word count: 2k

summary: why are crushes so difficult?

“why are crushes so difficult?”

this was kim seungmin’s dilemma.

he flops down on his best friend’s bed, glaring at the romance movie posters plastered on the walls.

“what’s so difficult about them, minnie? they’re fun! you get butterflies and blushy and you start trying to write poetry...all that fun stuff?” his best friend, hwang hyunjin, didn’t even look up from his notes to speak.

hyunjin was the sappiest, most love-filled person seungmin knew. he loved romance movies and dating and being in love.

seungmin, on the other hand, had never had a crush before. sure, he’s been attracted to people, but no …. poetic thoughts.

“p-poetry?”

“yeah. do you….oh my god.” hyunjin stood from his desk chair, “do you write poetry about y/n?”

“n-no!”

“KIM SEUNGMIN.” and he pounced. he landed right next to seungmin on the bed, hands coming out to smack at the younger boy as he squealed.

“show it to me, show it to me!!!! i’m your best friend, minnie!”

“WHICH IS WHY IT’S WEIRD GET AWAY FROM ME-”

hyunjin huffed, his bottom lip jutting out.

“fine. but you’re really whipped, you know.”

“yeah. tell me about it.”

“okay! well, for example, today y/n came into the lunchroom and you spilled your milk-”

“HYUNJIN I DIDN’T MEAN- okay.” seungmin sighed, turning to face the boy he ‘unfortunately’ called his best friend, “what do i do?”

“have you ever thought about, i dunno, confessing?”

“eat my shorts.”

hyunjin went back to his desk, returning his attention to his math homework, “then sit and be in love and fucking Perish.”

it wasn’t seungmin’s fault he didn’t wanna confess!!

maybe he would confess if everyone else wasn’t >:(((

he understood that you were like … super pretty and nice and smart and perfect in every way (◕ ◡ ◕)

but it was like someone new confessed to you Every Day

even people from other schools!!!! >:(((

one day, he was leaving the school, and he saw you on the sidewalk with a boy from ur school’s Rival School

and the boy was blushing >:( and he had a flower in his hand >:(

but u rejected him!

just like u rejected Everyone

and he didn’t understand,,,

u could have Anyone U Wanted

whatever! he liked u better single

it meant he still maybe had a chance :(

to be honest, seungmin doesn’t remember when he first starting liking u

maybe it was when you two got paired up in chemistry and you knew Nothing about chemistry

“okay so put in one drop of the clear.”

“w-what’s in the clear?”

“it’s water, y/n.”

“oh!” and you blushed and seungmin’s heart went JFSGJSKH

or maybe it was during hoco when he was just chilling, drinking some punch, chomping on a cookie

and you came up to him :((( all shy :((( and u looked SO GOOD

and you asked him to dance with you

yeah he choked on his cookie a little bit but then that boy was ON THE DANCE FLOOR

surprisingly, seungmin Did know how to dance

being best friends with the co-captain of the dance team since kindergarten has its perks!

u were a lil shocked too like that mf just Took You In His Arms and started swaying and u were like HUH????

when did seungmin become a MAN

he didn’t, he’s just a very sophisticated Boy.

hyunjin thinks seungmin started liking you when you first met

seungmin thinks hyunjin is fucking stupid

he was FIVE and all seungmin cared about when he was 5 was sour gummy worms

“isn’t that all u care about now?”

“sour gummy worms AND Y/N!!!”

so yeah, seungmin was #whipped

AND THE POETRY THING KSJGSKGJ ok hear him out

it was 4am and he had spent like 30 years studying for a chemistry test and he was stressed to the Max and just wanted to lay down

and when he lays down, his mind naturally turns to U

and in his sleep deprived state his mind was just . Mush .

so he dragged his body back to his desk and just ~wrote~

yeah, he couldn’t look you in the eye the next day but he got his feelings out.

he couldn’t help his crush on u, especially when u were in his group of friends

hyunjin, jisung, felix, seungmin, you, and jeongin

sound like chaos? because It Is.

u and seungmin have basically become the parents of this little friend group

“jeongin let me see what u have”

“a knife”

“NO”

and

“How did jisung get on the ceiling.”

“FELIX TOLD ME I COUDL BE SPIDERMAN”

“JISUNG GET THE FUCK DOWN”

of course, being the parents meant a lot of … Teasing

especially from hyunjin, bc he was the only one who knew about seungmin’s crush

hyunjin: so when’s the wedding :D

seungmin, halting his onion slicing: Excuse Me?

you: hehe whenever seungmin’s ready!!  i know he wants to go to law school first!!

seungmin, chopping onions at LIGHTNING SPEED: HAHAHA OKAY Y/N

you always said things like that and it made him JFKDJK

one time the others were teasing him bc he dyed his hair red and they kept calling him cherry and u just went:

“so WHAT if he looks like a cherry he’s my CUTE cherry” and u grabbed his hand and glared at everyone like -__________-

seungmins brain: WHW-WW LIPSTICK

seungmins heart: H UHU H MECEHRY

seungmins mouth: YOU- WHAT - HUH- ME?

and after that :(((( u started calling him cherry :((( even after he dyed his hair again :((

back to the main point: seungmin’s whipped and he doesn’t know how much longer he can take this but he Won’t Confess

hyunjin’s got a plan!

he calls it How Does Y/N Feel and he swears it’s a secret

it’s not, he wrote it on his whiteboard in pretty pastel markers

“what’s this plan of yours, sweetie?”

“MOM CAN U GET OUT IM A SECRET AGENT”

“ok mr secret agent come downstairs and eat your peas”

“MOM”

so basically his plan was to ask if u liked seungmin but hes VERY EXCITED ABOUT IT OK

“hey y/n~~~” he sang as he sat down next to you in geometry.

“jinnie!!! how are you today :D” ugh look at you, an angel.

“good, about to be better...or worse.”

“why?”

“i need to ask you something.”

“Ominous!”

“do you like seungmin?”

“ya.”

hyunjin: OUSUGH?

you: how did u say that out loud

“YOU LIKE SEUNGMIN-”

you slapped a hand over his mouth, “KEEP YOUR FUCKING MOUTH SHUT JESUS CHRIST-

i thought you knew i like him??? like...i’m not hiding it?”

hyunjin knew seungmin wouldn’t believe it if he just told him

so he was audio recording the whole thing on his phone :) what a sneaky dude

so after geometry ended he fuckign NYOOOMED to english

“SEUNGMIN SEUNGMIN SEUNGMING HSJG SJISEUGMGING”

“dude did u do crack or something holy shit-”

“SHUT UP LISTEN TO THIS.”

“if this is another one of your boyfriend’s songs i swear to god-”

but he put in hyunjin’s earbuds (not airpods) anyway

“t-this isn’t jisung….”

and he Listened

I Thought You Knew I Like Him.

“are u fucking with me jin. is this a fucking skit i swear to god if you're MESSING WITH ME-”

“they don’t even know i was recording them.” hyunjin giggled, the snake.

“oh so you’re a total douche.”

“i just did you the hugest favor and you just called me a douche...okay! friendship cancelled, give me my phone, put your stupid airpods back in-”

“don’t call them Stupid!”

“sorry, i can’t hear you, i don’t have my STUPID AIRPODS IN!”

seungmin couldn’t concentrate for the entirety of english

your words kept swirling around his brain, and he resorted to just doodling hearts on the margins of his papers.

and then he went to Chemistry!

there you were :((( in your cute little lab coat and safety goggles :(((

seungmin didn’t think anyone would ever pull off a lab coat and goggles like you did

“h-hey y/n…”

“hey cherry! ready to make some chemistry? :D”

he inhaled, knowing that there was a chance he was going to regret his next statement for the rest of his life:

“i think you and i already have enough chemistry.”

now it was ur turn to JKSGJKH

you flushed a bright pink, turning to your lab table to hide the shy smile growing on your face

“yeah?” your voiced cracked a little bit

and seungmin knew

“yeah.”

class went by quickly, with the two of you exchanging Looks before quickly looking away

and then you had lunch! and since you ate lunch together, you walked together

this time, You wanted to be the daring one

so you were walking through the halls side by side

and after a minute you just …. Held His Hand a little bit

and he squeezed your hand in return and your tummy felt like JAOGHNJ

then you entered the cafeteria and your friends’ eyes immediately went ZOOM on your interlocked hands

“W-W-W-WHAT IS THIS?” jeongin, the poor baby, spluttered

“are you out of the loop? they’re in love!” jisung was practically shooting heart eyes at the two of you

“no one tells me anything.” jeongin pouted

“are we Not In Love, jisung.”

“jinnie u know i love you but this is FRESH and it’s FUN let me ogle.”

“JISUGN???”

felix just smiled at you two, patting the space next to him, “i always knew this was gonna happen.”

“what are you losers talking about?” seungmin asked.

“yeah, nothing happened. seungmin and i are just friends.”

“you- just- HUH????”

“he hasn’t asked me out yet.” you shrugged, pulling your lunch box out of your backpack.

seungmin gasped, dropping your hand to cover his heart, “do i have to?”

“i deserve it, you animal. i’ve only been waiting since middle school.”

MIDDLE SCHOOL???

well, this was a shock.

“MIDDLE SCHOOL???”

“yeah? you kicked that dude in the shin for me. it was nice. no one’s ever done that for me before.”

“t-the shins? you started liking him over a shin kick, y/n?” felix deadpanned.

“i was like 13 can you shut the fuck up? i don’t just like him because he kicked a guy in the shins for me.”

“oh? why else do you like him?”

“we’re not having this conversation right now, jeongin.”

“oh hell yes we are.”

“SEUNGMIN??”

but he just :D at you and you were whipped so :///

“Okay! i like him because he’s...just a good guy. like he’s smart and he’s funny and he’s….really cute and he would probably kick jisung in the shin if i asked him to.”

“i would.”

“bet!”

“okay!”

“hey what no- OW SEUNGMIN!” jisung whined, pulling his leg up on the seat

“kiss it better jinnie-”

“jisung no.”

“JINNIE :((((“

you grinned, looking over at seungmin.

he was already looking, and you could practically See the heart eyes he was sending you.

did it make you super flustered? yeah. did you mind? not really.

“so,” you leaned in closer, speaking quiet enough so that your friends couldn’t hear over whatever they were yelling about this time, “you gonna ask me out or not?”

“i’ll walk you home?”

“i’ll be waiting.”

the rest of the day went by Painfully slow

but after your last class, there he was !!!!

and he was walking you home !!!

and he held your hand !!!!

“let me get something from my house real quick.” seungmin lived closer to the school than you did, so you always passed by his house.

you waited on the porch while he ran outside

he came back in a minute, flushed and holding a folded piece of paper.

“here.” he shoved the paper in your hand, taking your free hand in his and dragging you along.

“MINNIE let me read this!!!!” you whined.

he sighed, stopping on the sidewalk to let you read it clearly.

you had to reread a few lines because they were just so pretty.

you didn’t expect something like this from seungmin, he was usually so direct and not so flowery.

but it was beautiful.

“why are you crying WHAT’S WRONG IS IT BAD-”

“SEUNGMIN HHHHHHH” you launched yourself at him, wrapping your arms tightly around his waist.

and he held you just back as tightly.

“so uh. do you wanna like….go out with me or something?”

“yes, you big dummy. i would love to.”

#seungmin #kim seungmin #stray kids #skz #seungmin scenarios #kim seungmin scenarios #stray kids scenarios #skz scenarios #seungmin imagines #kim seungmin imagines #stray kids imagines #skz imagines #stray kids seungmin #skz seungmin #seungmin x reader #kim seungmin x reader #stray kids x reader #skz x reader

[kingdomofkitten]

The Wedding: Part 8: The Event

There he stood. Petrified. It wasn’t like this was not warranted. Marriage itself is a very stressful thing. All the time, effort, funds, everything is on the line for this one day. If one piece is off, it all comes crashing down. Everything has been building up to this. Will she say “I don’t”? Will she run out? Will HE run out? He can never tell.

“You aight, hombre?” He heard a voice call out, a familiar voice from a fennec fox. Fenneko, standing as a minister. The fact Haida had to bear witness to such a thing is nightmare inducing. “Um, yeah. Just...kinda nervous, I guess.” “Ah, I don’t blame ya. It’s a nerve-wracking day.” She replied. “But I wouldn’t worry about it, dude. You’ve known her long enough to know she would never stand you up.” He looked around, in contemplation, before responding. “...yeah, I guess you’re right.” Suddenly, everyone looked towards the end of the aisle, and stood up. “Here she comes, look alive.” The small minister told the hyena, as their sights turned towards...her. Retsuko. She began slowly making her way down, in a dress that helps make her shine even more than her natural beauty already emitted. Her head is tilted down, but even still, he could see a smile coming from her, with such a warmth to it. With his ears, he could hear the organs playing Here Comes the Bride. But in his mind, he was hearing all sorts of music playing at just the mere sight of her. Kiss From a Rose, Can’t Help Falling in Love, I’ll Make Love to You, Your Smiling Face, 214, I Don’t Mind, all the sappiest love songs he could think of, just playing all at once. He was in a state of shock, and euphoria. He was in love.

Haida took her hand, as she stood in front of him, with a wonderful combination of glowing eyes, and a bright smile. “Hi, sweetheart.” Said Retsuko, in the sweetest, most loving voice he ever heard. “Hi, Retsy...you look wonderful.” His words were only responded to by a bashful laugh, and a blush on her precious face. “Oh, stop, you look way better than me!” She exclaimed, causing Haida’s face to turn similarly red. “AHEM! Shall we get started?” Said Fenneko, casually looking at the engaged couple. Retsuko could only look in shock, at her dear friend as the one to wed them...but they both nodded.

And then, the fennec spoke.

“Dearly beloved! We are gathered here on this most joyous of occasions, to celebrate the union of Retsuko….um...yes, and Haida…...ya know, I never bothered to actually ask what the hell your last names were. Bah, who cares. Ya know, for all these years knowing these two, I knew, deep down, two very important things. One, they wouldn’t be anything without me.” That got a massive amount of laughter from the audience. “I mean, I ain’t joking, but alright. But two...that no matter what obstacles stood in their way, other people, life events, themselves...they were tailored made for each other. I ain’t a strong believer in destiny, to me, it’s just a cheap way to justify even the most mundane things in life. But if someone told me it was destined that they would be together as they have been...not gonna lie, I’d buy it. There is something deep within them that, I think, pulls them through. Maybe it’s their own hearts...maybe it’s their kid, I dunno. But somehow, someway, they managed to persevere throughout many of the hard times. Of course, those are not over yet. They probably still have quite a bit to go through. But hopefully, with a love like theirs, we probably won’t have to worry in the slightest about that. As long as that love stays strong, things will turn out just fine. But hell, you guys are probably getting sick and tired by me rambling on about them, let’s hear what they have to say! You two like to get your vows out of the way?”

Retsuko cleared her throat a little. “I-I’ll start, if that’s okay with you,” she said to her groom. “Of course! Go right on ahead.” The reassuring tone from Haida comforted her considerably, as she began her vow. “Haida, I remember it was just a couple of years ago, I didn’t really know you too much, and I wanted to get married, and have kids, so I didn’t have to work another day in my life...well, two out of three ain’t bad.” She joked, resulting in more laughter from everyone. “Jump ahead a few years, and now I am still working at my job, yes, but I am also a mother to an absolutely wonderful baby boy, and will very soon become the wife of the most amazing man I’ve ever met in my life. Ever since I’ve really gotten to know you, it feels like every day has something new about it, it’s like a brand new adventure every single time. The fact that you and Ikari are always by my side during it all really does mean a lot to me. I say this with no stretch whatsoever, you really changed my life in all the best of ways, Haida, and I cannot thank you enough for that. I vow to be a loving, and faithful wife, to be by your side whenever you need me, and to help make sure our son has a bright future ahead. I love you so much, I can’t wait to become your wife, and...sorry it took so long for us to even start a relationship in the first place.” The vow ended with her laughing very bashfully.

“...my turn?,” asked Haida, which solicited a “yes, dum-dum” from Fenneko. “Oh! Alright...well, firstly, don’t feel too bad, took me forever to get you a ring, so I think that makes us even,” he said with a smirk, causing Retsuko to laugh. “Secondly...I didn’t really think about it until a few days ago, but under most circumstances, this probably wouldn’t ever happen. I wasn’t exactly the most...stable dude. My crush on you all those years ago kinda put me in a few rough spots, I won’t lie. In most cases, I probably would’ve found, if we were ever a thing, that we didn’t work out in the slightest, and that I wasted so much time. But that didn’t happen. The moment you and I began going out, I felt...better about myself. More selfless, cheerier, more energetic, more focused. I can’t recall the last time I went into work with my chest clenching up, or my brain going all over the place! You managed to take a broken wreck like me, and fix me until I was a new man. I often wish I could repay you in any possible way, and kick myself for not being good enough...but you never seem to mind, and you don’t know how grateful I am for that. Taking care of Ikari with you has been one of the greatest honors I’ve ever had put upon me, and will probably continue to be that way for a long time. I cannot promise I will be the best husband in the world. I’m hardly the best boyfriend. But if it means I get to start every day with your incredible smile, and our pride and joy bringing us all the happiness in the world, I’m willing to do the best I possibly can. I vow to be a caring, and loving husband, to never turn my back on you, and to be there whenever you need me. I love you with all my heart, Retsuko, and I cannot wait for what awaits us.”

By the time both were done, their eyes were wet with tears, as both look at each other with the biggest smiles possible. “...guys, c’mon. You’re at an event, no need to get emotional,” said Fenneko, causing the two to laugh out out, before continuing. “Well, in any case, let’s get those rings on ya!” As they put the rings on their fingers (courtesy of the ring-bearer...Ikari), it really does start to sink in...this is happening. They are actually going to get married. And now...the moment everyone knew was coming. “Do you, Retsuko, take this lumbering oaf, I mean, Haida, to be your lawfully wedded husband, through good times and bad, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?” “....I do,” said Retsuko, with a small sense of joy upon saying those words. “And do you, Haida, take this death metal singing freak, I mean, Retsuko, to be your lawfully wedded wife, through good times and bad, in sickness and in health, until death do you part? ….and even then, knowing you, you would desperately try not to part with her upon death?,” Fenneko joked. “I do,” said Haida, rather warmly.

“Well, then, by the power invested in me, and put upon my two closest friends, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may now kiss the bride….kiss her, ya idiot.”

Haida very gently lifted Retsuko’s veil before being jumped by the red panda, who proceeded to give him the biggest kiss she could possibly give. He wrapped his arms, and returned the smooch, all while a roaring applause calls out to them. Not that it mattered to them. As far as they were concerned, they were together, in their own little world of love. As soon as the kiss broke, they could only stare into each others’ eyes, tears streaming down, and just laugh. “We did it!,” exclaimed Retsuko, repeating that phrase until Haida began joining her, nuzzling his face up to hers. He picked her up bridal style, and began walking up the aisle, outside the doors, to a bunch of cherry blossom trees. “Ah...it’s really beautiful out here, huh?,” asked Retsuko. “It sure is...but it doesn’t hold a candle to yo-“ “Retsuko! Haida! Wait!” The two turn, and see Tsunoda and Fenneko run up to them. “W-what’s wrong?,” asked Haida. “Well, firstly, ya gotta throw the bouquet, Retsy. That’s kind of a thing in weddings.” “Oh, okay!” Retsuko responded to Fenneko’s request by simply dropping the bouquet into the fennec fox’s arms. “There! Now you and Tsunoda can get married!” Tsunoda laughed at the gesture, while Fenneko just looked at them, unamused. “...ha. Funny. Secondly, we kinda forgot to get a wedding photo of you guys, so we need to do that quickly. We figured you guys would want Ikari, but since he refuses to let go of the ring pillow, I’m gonna have to ask that you guys take off your rings, and put them on the pillow when we get it set up, so it doesn’t look like he’s just grabbing a pillow for no reason.” “Oh. Sure!,” said Haida.

The four quickly look around, before finding a view of the lake, with cherry blossoms blowing around, a bunch of petals already on the floor. “Perfect!,” Tsunoda exclaimed, running over, and picking up Ikari, to put him in front of his parents, clinging tight to the pillow. The couple quickly handed the rings to Fenneko, who put them nicely onto the pillow, while the child began crying, possibly from being overwhelmed. “Ah, great. Um...pacifier? Anything?” “Oh, there’s one in my pocket!,” Haida revealed, grabbing one out, and handing it to Fenneko. She quickly plants it into the child’s mouth, subduing him enough to get the photo. “We only got one shot, so let’s make it count,” the fennec fox said, as she stood back enough, phone camera at ready. “You guys good to go?” The hyena and red panda looked at each other, love brightening up their faces tenfold. Suddenly, Retsuko draws her cheek up to Haida’s. “Ready, Fenneko!”

It was here, when Haida finally let it sit in. Retsuko was his wife now. The mere notion of that would’ve sounded like some distant dream not too long ago. He often wondered what that day would look like, and here it was.

Was he sure this wasn’t a dream? Surely an angel like Retsuko would never settle for a lowlife like Haida, right? That only seems reasonable.

But no. It was very much real.

It was real...

“Smile!”

*click*

...and it was perfect.

So, I mentioned how stressful the whole final chapter would be, given I want to get it done before Season 2 premieres...then I magically wake up at 4 in the morning, and decide to write it out. Funny how that works, huh? Well, anyways, there is an epilogue left, but otherwise, this IS the last part of this story. I want to thank all of you for being so patient with me, a lot of stuff has happened since the beginning of writing this, to today. A lot of work, a lot of laziness, a lot of illness and most surprisingly, a lot of stress. Yeah, while writing this wasn’t very stressful, events going on, either in my life, or in my social circles, kinda left me in various stages of stress. But, I think a large chunk of that is gonna die down now. Hopefully, anyway.

A GINORMOUS shout-out to @skeletonguys-and-ragdolls for the wonderful picture you see. Diana, thank you so, so, SO much for helping to make this thing that much more special to me, and for being as patient as you were during this whole thing. I want to apologize again for taking so damn long.

So! Where to now? Answer....well, firstly, get the epilogue done. That’s kinda the main thing. But also! Considering Season 2 is coming out (and yes, I did catch a bit of the trailer on Netflix...I like to think it helped increase my stress a little bit. :P), that raises the question....will the Ikariverse also include Season 2?????

Fuck no, I already had to kinda retcon things to get the Christmas special in there, you think I’m gonna sneak in a whole season? Get outta here.

BUT! Chances are ELEMENTS of Season 2 will be in there. I know Retsuko’s mom in the series will probably not appear, because....well, I already wrote in Rie, and I’m too lazy to change that. But other characters may still very much appear. We’ll just have to see. Until that comes, I probably will just write shorter, sillier adventures. I still need to write Gori and Washimi meeting Ikari, I think....actually, come to think of it, there’s a lot of stuff I need to write. Should probably get on that. :/

Until then, guys, have yourselves a wonderful day!

#aggretsuko #Aggressive Retsuko #retsuko x haida #Retsuko #Haida #Fenneko #Tsunoda #Ikari

[harryseyebrows]

Hmm I dunno. Maybe he asks Jeff if he wants to be in the delivery room with him, and Jeff is like ... do u want me there?? And then Harry’s like um yeah obviously. Or there could be something more climactic. Like Harry goes out for dinner with a male friend, and Jeff gets sort of twitchy and weird and jealous. And they get in a fight when Harry gets home, like Jeff makes a comment about their sleeping situation and Harry’s “date” and Harry’s like “it wasn’t a date because I love YOU”

why not BOTH. so harry has to decide like.. how he wants to do things lol and because jeff goes with him to is appointments, jeff is present when harry discusses it with his OB. c-section? he’d rather not; major abdominal surgery just really lacks appeal for him. epidural? yes, because he’d like to avoid as much pain as possible. hospital or birthing center? a hospital makes him feel more safe, but he won’t exclude the possibility of a center, either. all of these things make jeff’s head spin a bit, because it’s really happening. not right now, obviously. but there’s a light at the end of the tunnel. they’re going to have a baby. one little person thats made up of all the little parts of the two of them. he can barely wrap his head around it. but harry’s sitting next to him, casually talking about ‘bearing down like you’re having a bowel movement’ and its just totally bizarre. a baby. the whole process seems really intense and scary and embarrassing and he knows that harry isnt a very shy person but he wonders if he’ll want jeff in the room with him. so he asks. and a mild argument ensues but NO DRAMATIC REVEALS YET!!!

perhaps when harry goes on his little outing, he’s roughly 8 months and some weeks along. thoroughly pregnant. while he’s getting ready, jeff makes some comment like ‘are you sure you should be going out like that?’ because its january in london (harry wanted to have the baby at home - not LA home, but home home; and of course, jeff followed) and it’s slippery out and cold and well. jeff just really doesnt like the idea of harry going out with some random guy (he’s not actually a random guy, he’s a small-scale producer that harry is considering working with) when he’s carrying their baby. harry, for his part, mostly ignores jeff’s sourness. he gets dressed in relative silence - he doesn’t ask for help when he tries to wiggle into his elastic waist jeans, even though he almost falls over twice. he simply slips on his coat and boots and leaves with a curt, ‘there’s stuff for pasta in the cabinet.’ jeff tries to watch TV while he’s gone, but he’s too restless to focus. can’t stop thinking about harry and that guy, blake or brian, whatever his name is, putting his hand on harry’s forearm or touching his lower back. he does end up making pasta and it helps distract him a bit, but his mind is still going a mile a minute. he’s mostly relaxed until harry walks through the door two hours later and then jeff’s frustration and doubt and anger, if he’s being honest, are all renewed, fresh like a recently picked scab. 

‘have fun?’ he asks, voice snide and mean in a way he never is with harry. ever. 

harry is in the middle of putting his coat on a hanger. ‘what?’ he asks, eyebrows furrowing. his cheeks are very pink, from the cold. he should’ve worn a scarf. 

‘on your little date. did you have fun?’ jeff places extra emphasis on the word ‘date’, lets it clang out of his mouth like a bullet. 

harry rounds on him. he wobbles for a second because his center of balance has been off since month five, but he casts an imposing figure, his green eyes turned hard and fiery. that’s another thing that’s changed. Pregnant Harry is different from Not-Pregnant Harry; now he always seems ready for a fight. 

‘excuse me?’

jeff shrugs, feigning innocence. ‘is he nice? did he pick up the bill?’

harry’s boots clack loudly on the hardwood as he storms over to where jeff is sitting. ‘what’s your problem?’ 

‘just looking out. wanna make sure that we get the vetting process done early. so that when you guys start playing house we don’t run into any surprises.’

he doesn’t know where any of this is coming from. everything is oozing out of him like lava - hot and molten and burning. he watches as harry visibly flinches, stung. 

‘you’re being an asshole right now,’ harry spits, and jeff catches the moment his lower lip starts to tremble. ‘it was a business meeting. i wanted to talk to him about doing a song, you absolute dickhead.’

jeff wants to wash himself down a sink and turn on the garbage disposal. he knew all of that. really, he did. but he had to go ahead and let his insecurities get the best of him. and now he’s made harry upset. 

he stands and puts his hands up in surrender. ‘h…’ he tries, but harry shakes his head. 

‘no. don’t touch me. don’t even– i don’t even want to look at you right now.’

jeff feels that like a punch to his solar plexus. he nods, because he deserves it. 

‘listen. i’m sorry. i shouldn’t– i didn’t mean those things.’

harry’s eyes are glistening now, and he hastily scrubs at them before any tears can fall, turning so block jeff’s view. ‘yes you did. otherwise you wouldn’t have said them.’

jeff swallows. ‘well. i shouldn’t have said them. it’s not fair to you. i– even if it wasn’t just… for business. you’re like. allowed to see people.’

out of everything, that gets harry’s attention the most. his head whips around so quick jeff worries about him snapping his neck. he sounds borderline hysterical. ‘what?’

‘i just–’

‘what are you on about? do you hear yourself?’

‘you–’

‘no. be quiet. you’ve done enough talking,’ harry says, chest heaving as he breathes quickly. ‘i dont know if you’ve noticed or not, but im pregnant. im having your baby. we moved in together! we literally live under the same roof. sleep in the same bed. i make you coffee in the morning. and im not doing that because i want to play house. i do it because i–’ his face scrunches up. he looks at the ground and lets out a huff of humorless laughter. ‘because i love you. not anyone else. you.’

jeff drops heavily back onto the couch. he puts his head in his hands. can’t believe how badly he’s fucked this up. because surely harry can’t mean present tense. no, after this? jeff might as well start packing his bags now. 

‘harry,’ jeff says to his own socked feet. ‘im sorry.’

harry doesn’t move. doesn’t make a sound. he lets jeff marinate in his own gloriously-proportioned mistake. 

jeff continues, chancing a glance upwards. ‘i can go. if you want. im sure you dont want me around right now.’ 

harry sighs and throws his arms up in exasperation. ‘did you not listen to one thing i just said?’

‘but–’

‘i only want you around. that’s the whole point. even when you make me really, really fucking mad and say stupid, shitty things.’

this is it. jeff wrings his hands together. he stands up and takes a few steps forward, but leaves some space between them. his whole body is tingling, both from harry’s admission and his own, that’s sitting just on the tip of his tongue, ready to be catapulted out there into the open. 

‘i–’ his voice nearly breaks. he swallows and tries again. ‘i love you. too. i mean, in general.’

harry’s still royally pissed - jeff can feel it coming off him in waves - but he can’t conceal the way his lips wobble as he tries to fight a smile. 

‘you’re an idiot,’ he says. ‘a complete idiot. i cook you dinner and ask to cuddle all the time and wash your hair in the shower sometimes. and you thought i was doing all of that, for what? just to be nice?’

‘i didnt know what to think! one minute you’re all comely and sweet, and the next you’re yelling at me because i put a spoon in the wrong drawer.’

‘ive got a baby sitting on my bladder! im hormonal! and you’re the one who did it to me!’

jeff’s throat goes dry. now is not the time to be thinking about that. 

in a few short strides, harry closes the gap between them. well, as much as he can when he has almost a whole foot of belly jutting out from his middle. he grabs jeff by the wrist and brings his hand to the curve of his stomach, just under his ribs. it only takes a few seconds for jeff to feel tiny thumps under his palm and fingers. 

harry cups him around the back of his neck with his free hand. up against jeff’s ear, he softly says, ‘even without this… without them. id still love you.’

jeff presses his forehead against harry’s. ‘i didn’t ruin things, did i?’

harry moves jeff’s hand, so it’s resting over his heart instead. ‘no. this is yours, too.’

LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOO THATS THE SAPPIEST SHIT IVE EVER WRITTEN OH MY GODDDDDDDDDD IM GONNA PUKE!!!!!!!!!!!

#my fic #Anonymous

[cclaudias]

desi adam hcs

his name’s adam because he’s an nri(non residential indian) and all nris are big white weebs, so his parents thought it would be “good for him“ if he had a white name that whites could pronounce.  

he’s bengali but he doesnt know bengali at all. the only word he knows is mach, which means fish, and its hindi word is machli so...

also, you’re literally not bengali unless you can recognize the word fish in at least 20 different languages.

adam’s watched every single khan movie from the 2000s, like every other indian kid and when his 15 yo cringy romcom loving ass watched dilwale dulhania le jayenge he cried and obviously knew every song by heart. 

adam in class, singing softly:  ~Tujhe dekha toh yeh jaana sanam || Pyaar hota hai deewana sanam || Ab yaha se kaha jaye, hum || Teri bahon mein mar jaye hum~

shiro, who has a huge crush on adam and just needs an excuse to talk to him: that sounds nice. you have a really nice voice.

adam, blushing: 

shiro, also blushing:

shiro, trying to make his pining ass less obvious: btw, what does it mean?

adam:

adam:

shiro:

adam: haha it’s in punjabi. i don’t know. 

its in basic elementary hindi btw and its one of the sappiest most romantic songs ever.

when he first takes shiro and keith to india the first time its wild (its also their last time, Shiro's to terrified to go there again).

on their first day, everyone adam knew in india was there to greet them. his extended family, his relatives, his neighbors, his long lost family members. their house was so full people barely had place to move. 

it didnt help that shiro was famous. he was the face of the garrison and all the children knew him. he had children attached to his arms for days. the smallest of them all, a 1 yo named aliya, gets oddly attached to keith. the baby’s adorable, but keith doesn’t know what to do with it.

aliya: *comes and stands in front of keith*

keith: *awkwardly smiles at her*

aliya: *bursts out crying and runs away*

keith: ????

aliya: *comes up to keith and stands in front of him again*

adam: i think she wants to to carry her.

keith, scrunching his face up in confusion: but why is she crying?

adam: you smiled at her.

keith: so?

adam, not having the heart to tell keith his forced smile looks hideous: maybe try smiling at her more - naturally.

keith: what do you mean?

adam: i mean stop acting so fucking emo all the time, your act’s frightening a baby.

keith, deadpanning with narrowed eyes: what act?

he eventually gives up and picks her up. she’s quiet at first but then she slaps him. he stares at her with his eyes wide open and she giggles and slaps him again.

keith: adam, she’s hitting me!

adam: i told you to smile at her properly, stop glaring at her.

keith, whining: but she’s laughing!

keith turns back to her and glares at her. she stares back at him, her thumb in her mouth. when keith opens his mouth to speak, she pulls her thumb out of her mouth stabs her drool-covered thumb in his eyes.

keith, dropping her immediately, with tears in his eyes: THIS IS WHY I DON’T LIKE BABIES! 

adam watched keith avoid each of his cousins narrowly and decides that since this kid's his now, he'll have to face this family one day or another. 

adam: keith, will you come with me for a minute? I need to talk to you about something.

keith and his naive non-indian ass, thinking: oh thank god he's getting me out of his family mess.

adam, leading keith to a room full of indian adults ready to smooch and hug him: oh hey guys, this is shiro's little brother keith. 

every single auntie in the room, rushing to keith to pull his cheeks, smooch him and laugh: he’s so cute! omg his cheeks are so chubby!!! oof you’re so fair!! my god this boy’s so shy! 

keith's never followed adam anywhere since.

shiro: keith, they were just being nice.

keith, on the verge of crying. again.: one of them slapped my BUTT shiro!

when they’ve settled in a few days later and met every single human being in kolkata they need to, adam takes shiro out to the marketplace. he’s not going to go to the mall and sacrifice his bengali pride even for his bf, so now their just walking along a really crowded street with millions of stalls put up all around them. 

adam’s here to buy apples and chikoos but he wants to treat shiro to things he’s been longing to eat since his last visit to india. 

they first drink daab (coconut water) and then then adam drags shiro to the sweets shop.

adam: this is where you’ll get the best things you’ll ever eat. we’re eating jalebis first because the rasgullas are sweet and it’ll lessen the jalebi’s sweetness.

shiro, surprised to see his bf so excited about sweets: i thought you didnt like sweet food.

adam: these are JALEBIS, takashi!!

when shiro bit into the jalebi, he knew why his bf loved it so much. 

on their way out, shiro asks adam if they can have one of the food stuffs being sold at the stalls.

shiro: adam, we didnt to any food stall. they're literally the most populated stalls here.

adam, following his gaze to find a pani puri stall: takashi. babe. those are foods that can only be digested by indian stomachs.

shiro, completely confused, but now more curious: i wanna try some.

adam: im telling you. its a bad idea.

shiro, rolling his eyes: sure, sure. i think my stomach can handle this. 

adam: takashi. remember when we were taught about avoiding street vendors in second grade.

shiro:

adam: it was made specifically for these. 

shiro finally manages to drag adam to the stall.

adam: are you sure you want this?

shiro: why are you being so dramatic about this?! Yes.

adam to the vendor: bhaiya doh plate golgappe dena. (he asked for two plates of pani puri)

adam eats only one, but they’re fucking delicious and he’s never had them before so shiro ends up eating six. he keeps trying to feed adam who just shakes his head. 

when they’re sitting in the auto rickshaw, shiro asks adam why he was so insistent on not eating those. adam just leans back and lays his head on shiro’s shoulder

adam: you’ll see.

and shiro did.

he had diarrhea for three nights.

shiro, just coming from the washroom and realizing he needs to go back in: why is it only at nights, though???!

adam, shaking his head: you’re in india, takashi.

when they’re in the airport (shiro: finally 😩), keith’s jumping around because he really needs to pee.

adam: can’t you hold it till the flight?

keith: i’ve been holding it the whole way!! i can’t!

adam, sighing: fine. the washroom’s that way.

keith comes back, more still than he should be after relieving himself, his eyes a bit wide.

keith:

shiro: what’s wrong? are you okay?

keith: the washroom...

adam, shaking his head: be grateful you’re at the airport. at least the washroom’s decent.

both shiro and keith looking at adam:

adam: what?! i told you to hold it till the flight. 

shiro: what’s wrong with the washroom?

keith: it’s... not. very sanitary. 

adam: *snorts on the water he just drank*

shiro and adam’s favorite date nights are at home (and its not because of adam’s stingy indian ass). they both make one indian and one japanese dish and adam loves this because it’s domestic and economical (he can’t help it. he’s indian. stinginess runs in his blood. its painful to use a dollor he knows may save him someday.) (he also knows there’s going to be no such day but its always good to stay safe).

on some nights when they’re feeling particularly romantic, adam will play some romantic hindi song and they’ll dance to it. now that shiro understands hindi, he’s almost spooked at how romantic these songs are.

they’re dancing to tum se hi one night and shiro has his arms wrapped around adam, whose hands are on shiro’s shoulder. adam then leans against shiro and rests his head on shiro’s shoulder, in response to which the other man presses a kiss against adam’s temple. 

moments like these work as a stark reminder for adam. its in these moments knows he wants to spend the rest of his life with shiro. waking up for work with him in the mornings and spending the weekends watching crappy romcoms and slow dancing would just be a part of his everyday routine and there’s nothing he wants more. 

when shiro pulls away, he’s a bit startled. 

adam: is everything okay?

shiro, looking ready to shit: ah yea. just um, wow, we’ve been together for so long.

 adam: *quietly raising his eyebrows at his bf*

the song ends then and adam’s surprised to hear the next song. his eyes widen as he turns to shiro. 

adam: is that...?

shiro, nodding and laughing quietly: you lied to me. it wasn’t in punjabi.

adam, who was staring and the speakers connected to shiro’s phone, now whips his head back to shiro who bends down on one knee: shiro. what are you doing?

but he already knows what shiro is doing. and his heart’s racing and he somehow has tears in his eyes as tujhe dekha toh plays in the background.

shiro, pulling out a ring with shaky hands: adam, i’ve known and loved you for eight years now-

adam: you’re seriously proposing to me with thiS SONG??!!

adam doesn’t realize that his statement made shiro panic because he’s in the midst of asking god how he managed to find a man who thought any song from dilwale dulhania le jayenge would ever possibly make a good proposal song. once his holy conversation with god is over, he turns back to shiro, smiling and takes his hand to tug him up then proceeding to kiss him hard till they’re both out of breath. 

adam: i’ll marry you but promise me to never choose a hindi song for the wedding. my cousins will be there. 

#i have more but this is it for now ig #vld #adashi #adam #shiro #keith #adashi hcs #voltron #whatthehellmyra #for people who aren't desi #its ok to rb #myheadcanons

[istheresomebodywhocanimagine]

Hey! If it’s not too much, may you ship me please ( Queen and Bo Rhap)? I’ve always had a dream of owning a motorcycle but keep postponing it. I don’t even have a license but am not giving up. Usually I’m the quiet one who tries to avoid attention at all costs. I’ve been bullied at school so I don’t think I’m loveable at all. I act as the Ice Queen who mocks all feelings and love but am actually a really emotional person, I guess I’m a good actress because I never show the darkness in me 💋

hello hi

motorcycles are so badass but also terrify me hehe

ships below the cut!!!!

For Queen, I ship you with Roger Taylor!

You and Roger are so mutually symbiotic when it comes to relationships - you direct all of the attention to him, and he gratefully accepts the spotlight, partially because he knows you prefer the background, and partially because he’s a Leo and Leos are such attention whores (in the best of ways).

In regards to emotion, you and Roger are very similar, but with different causes. While Roger pretends to mock emotion/sappiness for prideful reasons, you tend to mock them as a defense mechanism. Roger is the only person able to dismantle this defense mechanism, and he’s secretly the sappiest little shit there is, but you know not to tell the boys or he’d have a cow.

First meeting? You first met Roger at a motorcycle/car show, where he’d wandered off to the cycles for a moment and found you admiring one of the models.

Seeing a pretty lady there intrigued him, and since Leos are no strangers to confrontation, he approached you almost immediately. Although women weren’t sparse at the shows, he rarely saw one by themselves, especially around the cycles.

“Is this yours?” he asked, assuming you were the owner due to your proximity to it.

“Who, me?” you asked, looking around before smiling bashfully and shaking your head. Attention was not something you regularly seeked, or ever got used to. “Er, no. I wish, though.”

“Oh, d’you have one already?” he asked, stepping over and running his eyes along the bike before meeting yours, his eye contact unwavering and confident.

“No, just really want one, honestly.” You ran your fingers along the handlebars, then raised your eyes back to his and smiled. “Do you own one?”

“No, no,” he laughed, tugging at the end of his hair as he gave you a charming smile. “I’m a car man myself.”

You raised an eyebrow, questioning him as you moved your hand off the cycle. “Then what brings you over here? If you haven’t noticed, these aren’t exactly cars.”

“Really?” he asked jokingly, making a mock face of surprise. “I had no idea.” It only lasted a moment longer before both of you started laughing, and he shook his head before crossing his arms, sighing with a smile. “No, I just came over here to look, but then I got distracted. I saw a pretty lady looking at a motorcycle and kind of lost focus, had to come and talk to you.”

The unabashed compliment brought a red tinge to your cheeks as you smiled bashfully once again, looking down out of shyness. “You use that line on all the pretty ladies you see at auto shows?” you asked, using up a remarkable amount of your courage to tease him.

“Only the prettiest,” he quipped back immediately, not even missing a beat as he smiled pleasantly, watching for your reaction. The wider smile he got out of his comment satisfied him, and before you could even process what was happening, you’d given him your number and promised a date later on in the week. That date led to more dates, including auto show dates, and eventually to you becoming his girlfriend.

As I said before, you and Roger are both only your true selves emotionally around each other. One day, when you��d both had particularly bad weeks, you remembered talking to Brian on the phone - he’d called to see if Roger had shown up at your shared flat, as he’d stormed out of the studio.

“He was being such a prick, making fun of John’s song for being cheesy, and then I make fun of how ridiculous he’s being and he goes bonkers.” You had to laugh at that, shaking your head and moving to hold the receiver between your shoulder and ear as you pulled the kettle off the heat, moving it to another part of the stovetop.

“I’m sure he’ll be here soon,” you replied simply, putting some tea in to steep as Brian sighed, letting out a grunt in agreement.

“Well, best of luck to you if he does show up. He’s a nightmare right now.” 

“I’ll let you know,” you laughed softly, hanging up the phone before going to get down two mugs. Sure enough, Roger came storming through the front door in a huff, grumbling incoherently as he threw his coat down in the hallway and kicked his shoes off. As he did, you pulled out the cream and sugar, trying to compartmentalize your bad day as you were sure to get an earful of Roger’s bad day first. Later, you told yourself. I’ll listen to him right now.

“Fucking righteous cocks, all of them,” Roger muttered as he came into the main part of the flat, searching for you before finding you in the kitchen. When he saw that you had tea ready, his demeanor softened a tick or two and he sighed, coming into the kitchen and wrapping his arms around your waist from behind, hugging you tightly as he buried his head in your neck. “Hi.”

“Hello, Rog,” you replied fondly. You couldn’t help it - even if you weren’t having the best day, his presence was enough to calm you down and make you forget all of the horrid problems you were facing day to day. “Do you want some tea?”

“Of course,” he murmured, kissing your shoulder in thanks before helping himself to some tea, the both of you ending up curled up on the couch together as you drank it, Roger venting in between sips.

“I just thought John’s song was a bit sappy, that’s all I said, and then Brian’s riding my arse, saying I’m being ridiculous, and then they all started ganging up on me.” There was a permanent pout on his lips as he spoke, and he was visibly upset by what had gone down. This side of Roger, the sensitive side, was rare for the boys to see, but it had become a regular in your life, so you knew how to tread lightly as you spoke.

“It’s alright, Roggie. You can all sleep it off tonight and maybe you can go back in tomorrow with a few ideas of lyric changes for his song? Yeah?” Roger nodded, letting out a long exhale before he wrapped his arms tighter around you, sitting down his tea.

“What about you, love? I haven’t asked you how your day was, sorry I’m an awful boy toy.”

“Not my boy toy, boyfriend,” you laughed, shaking your head as you snuggled into him. Then you let out a sigh, letting the smile slowly fade. “It wasn’t great. Boss was on my case all day, telling me I was a ‘detriment to the company’ for asking for a deadline extension. The usual, but I just turned in my extension request and let it be.”

“You need to get a new job, that place isn’t good for you.” He frowned as he spoke, rubbing your arm, and you shrugged as you pouted your lips, looking eerily similar to your boyfriend just moments before.

“Don’t want to go anywhere else, need to save up.” 

“For what?” he asked, a small grin suddenly lighting up his face, and you knew he was about to say something adorably stupid or just plain stupid. “Oh, for your motorcycle?”

“Shut up, Rog, you know I want one still! You can’t hate a girl for dreaming.”

And for BoRhap, I ship you with Ben Hardy! Wow you got the Rog Duo sorry it worked so well

Ben would for sure be the most into your whole motorcycle thing - Ben’s a decently rugged guy, so the fact that his girlfriend is into something so badass would be uber exciting for him.

But as rugged as he may be, the machismo doesn’t go much farther in past his exterior. Sure, he has some virile qualities, but Ben is literally a freaking sweetheart, and he makes sure that you know that he treasures you so much.

I think you two would meet at a bar. Hear me out:

You’re out with a couple of friends who wanted to cheer you up - you’d had a bad week at work, and compartmentalizing it all had led you into a sour mood that they decided needed a remedy in the form of a night out.

Ben is out with the BoRhap boys, and acting a general fool because they’d all decided to get piss drunk since tomorrow was their day off from interviews. 

But Ben acting a fool while you were leaving a barstool led to him knocking your drink out of your hand and directly onto your white shirt. 

You would have shamed yourself for wearing a white shirt, because the liquid was starting to seep in and quickly become somewhat transparent, but you didn’t have time to get upset with yourself, because in a moment a horribly embarrassed blonde man was apologizing and practically fawning over you. Meanwhile, your friends stared on in shock while his friends jeered at him, giving him hell for being clumsy. Neither of you paid much attention to them, though.

“Oh, Christ, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to, here, let me buy you another drink,” he rambled, laughing pitifully at himself as he grabbed a few napkins for you, briefly meeting your eyes with an embarrassed look and a red face.

“No, that’s okay, I should have been watching where I was going,” you replied, your voice a bit quiet while you tried not to drool over the man, who could have easily doubled for a Greek God, as he handed you napkins to wipe your shirt off. But it was a fruitless endeavor, and you blushed as your green bralette started to show through, shaking your head and crossing your arms over your chest.

Right now, you were getting an inordinate amount of attention from him, his friends, and your friends. You could have died on the spot, but he came to the rescue.

“I am seriously so sorry, here!” He chuckled at himself, pulling off his jacket and handing it over to you so you could cover up before calling for the bartender. “What were you drinking?”

“Bourbon and coke,” you replied, pulling his jacket on with a grateful smile and zipping it up as you turned back to the bar. “I’ll pay for it, don’t worry about-”

“Nonsense. I spilled it, I pay for it,” he interrupted, flashing you a toothy smile before ordering your drink for you. 

After that, you’d spent the night talking to him, mostly forgetting about your friends, and he’d sent you home with the jacket, using it as an excuse to get your number and pick it up from you some other day. Which, he used as an excuse to meet you on a date. And he conveniently kept forgetting the jacket with you, continuing to use it as an excuse the whole while.

But you didn’t mind - a sweet, sexy guy finding dorky excuses to hang around you? Yes please.

And he used the jacket to ask you out, actually. He met you down by the river one night, and you two had decided to take a walk, arms around each other while you wore the jacket. Somewhere in there, he snuck a note into the pocket, then asked if you could give him a receipt from the pocket, claiming he needed it to balance his checkbook, and when you pulled it out, it was a note asking you to be his girlfriend, which got a very bashful, yet very sure affirmative.

It did take him a while to break down your walls, even after that. As you said, you’re quite a guarded person, and Ben really wasn’t. He was more of an open book with his thoughts, words, and emotions, always finding an eloquent way to express them. So, he took it upon himself to start helping you find ways to channel that emotion.

Kissing your head as he entered the flat, he gave you an affectionate smile before hanging up his coat and going to pull off his shoes. “Hello, love. How was your day?”

“It was fine, yours?” you replied, wrapping your arms around his waist once he’d put his shoes up. He took your face in his hands, slowly scanning over your expression before playfully scowling.

“Fine?” he asked, prying a bit, and you rolled your eyes, leaning into his touch a bit as you scoffed.

“Can’t I just have a fine day? Why does everything have to be so deep?”

“Because your words say fine, but your cute little frown says you’re pissed at your boss for the fiftieth time in a week.”

“Damn it, you know me too well,” you groaned, hiding your face in his chest as he chuckled lightly.

“How about we do this?” he started, wrapping an arm around you and leading you to the couch before pulling you onto his lap, curling up with you. “I say one thing that happened in my day, and you say one thing that happened in yours... sound good?”

“Yeah, yeah,” you agreed reluctantly, a light pout playing on your lips as you curled into his chest. “Go ahead.”

“Well, I dropped my coffee on my way into the interview today.” He then raised an eyebrow, urging you to reply, so you did.

“I brushed my teeth today.”

“Okay, smart ass, two things,” he laughed, tickling your side gently and making you laugh with him before he wrapped his arm around you again. “1. I meant something irritating, like someone you can talk through. And 2. you do that every day... at least I think. God, I hope so.”

“Ben, you shit, of course I do!”

[animeotakupooh]

This is my third tag by @fornarniaandforthefandom . Thank you for tagging me in these and I am sorry they took so long!

I tag - @merlionmen (you have to do everything. I am sorry) @darling-vixx @day6imagines @fic-fuelledtrash @chronicfangirling @suga-daddy-69 @wonshiks-tiddy @yixingminseokjongdae @kpop-loving-noona and basically anyone else who wants to do this fun tag.

Rules: List your top 5-10 biases and then answer the questions below.

Bias List (in a random order) -

1. Yunho (TVXQ)

2. Luna (F(X))

3. Taeyeon (SNSD)

4. Jaehwan (VIXX)

5. Wonshik (VIXX)

6. Solji (EXID)

7. Seulgi (Red Velvet)

8. Shownu (Monsta X)

9. Wonpil (Day6)

10. Jaehyeon (The Rose)

I am putting the questions under the tag so that you can’t cheat :P

Rules: Choose the bias that you think is most likely to do these actions or be in these scenarios, and explain why

01: Explains a date idea so excitedly and loudly that you have to shut them with a kiss

Jaehwan and Wonpil. Most definitely those two. Maybe even Jaehyeon if he is excited about that particular date.

02: Buys you a giant teddy bear that can’t fit through the door to your room.

Wonshik and Yunho XD. I’d do this for all ten of them though. 

03: Buys you chocolates a day early and “accidentally” eats half of them.

All of them! But I wouldn’t mind even if they ate the entire thing because I don’t like chocolates 

04: Makes a romantic song for you and then gets shy when they show it to you

Kim Wonshik. Fo sho. I doubt Wonpil would be shy about the song.

07: Has to be talked out of taking you lingerie shopping in the middle of the goddamn day

...

I never paid close attention so I actually don’t know the answer to this question.

08: Makes you wear matching couple outfits and go out in them

All of them except Jaehyeon. And I would reject the idea if Wonshik was choosing the clothes because I am principally against neon purple.

09: Wants to learn a couple dance with you

Yunho! He is a main dancer after all uwu I think Shownu too

10.  Gives you a signed photo of themselves and calls it “the best gift you’ll ever receive.

Taeyeon and Jaehwan. i can bet my life on this.

11: Wants to spend the whole day napping in bed with you

All of them ;___; I am so soft at this idea ;__;

12: Takes you on a “romantic” date to the amusement park and then SCREAMS while on every ride

All of them XD Every time I say all of them, I am starting to think I have a type xD

13: Takes you shopping and spends WAY too much money on you

*side eyes VIXX biases*

14: Posts embarrassing photos of you to social media with a sappy/teasing caption.

Solji and Ryeowook. Probably Luna too.

15: Tries to teach you to play an instrument with them 

Wonpil and Jaehyeon. Keyboard and bass swag~

19: Sends you valentines day memes spontaneously throughout the day 

Shownu. I think we’d quietly agree that valentine’s day is a little too excessive and that simple gestures are enough. And hence spend time making light hearted fun of it.

20: Puts up mistletoe and tries to claim that it’s not just a Christmas tradition 

Jaehwan. It can only be him.

21: Goes on a romantic movie binge with you 

Seulgi, Solji, Luna and Taeyeon and we make it a girls date night with unlimited wine ice cream. yessssss.

22: Tries to make you breakfast in bed and nearly burns down the damn house 

I don’t know how well all of them can cook tbh but some of them... really are health hazards and not humans in the kitchen...

23: Sends you the sappiest/sweetest text possibly ever and gets upset about the one typo they made 

that is me @ all of them. 5 lines of sappy message followed by ten corrections followed by ten lines lamenting typos in said corrections.       

#this was long #but fun

[imaginesfromdiahell]

Can you do some Sakimaki headcannons? ^^ How they act with their S/O is fine. Thanks!!! HUGE fan btw. I love you guys! You're so amazing!!! ❤ And because Mod Rosie adopted Azuza, I'd love to babysit xD I'LL BE THE BEST BABYSITTER TO EVER LIVE I SWEAR!!!

Hi, yes, hello, this is Mod Rosie, I’ll need a babysitter when I return to college so that sounds like a solid plan my man

anyway here’s ur headcanons

Shu

He would be significantly more expressive.  And by that I mean not very much, but noticeably more emotive.  

He’s surprisingly pretty good at communicating.  He just says what’s on his mind whenever he feels like it and is very, very direct about what he wants.  It’s good, but it can be flustering from time to time.

Not very fond of pet names.  He’ll accept some modest ones like “babe” or “dear” but if you call him Shu Bear he might murder.

Most of all, he’s definitely more emotional, at least around his s/o.  He wouldn’t be scared of expressing himself, whether that be in joy (like sending really, really adorable pictures of animals or his favorite composition at the time) or sadness (like crying).

Also, if you don’t expect cuddling in bed with his s/o you are very, very wrong.  Shu is extremely cuddly when alone with his s/o.

He’s not a fan of PDA per se, just because he thinks that when other people do it, it’s gross.  That being said, if he wants to hold his s/o’s hand, his s/o’s hand will be held.  End of story.  On that note, he likes holding hands.

Reiji

Reiji is a ton more sarcastic around his s/o.  Lots of dry and dark humor.  It’s basically the stuff he would sort of chuckle to himself when doing busywork alone, but now he has someone to listen!

That being said, he tends to ramble on a lot.  He really likes it when his s/o just sort of sits there and listens to him, because he has a lot to say, and no one aside from him to really give a shit.  He’ll never admit it under normal circumstances, but he appreciates that immensely.

He MELTS under praise.  Even if he seems to be completely unphased, it’s not true.  He is lying.  Even calling him cute simply destroys him.  This poor boy has been neglected his entire life this is a literal blessing to him.

He’s definitely a lot more lenient with his s/o than anyone else in the godforsaken mansion, but he’s also a lot stricter when it comes to his s/o’s safety.  This can cause a lot of fights, and Reiji, since it’s about the person he loves, can get very emotional in them.  He genuinely means well, for once, so the best one can do is sit down and talk to him.

He will start petty disagreements over nothing just to pester his s/o.  You think that blazer is red?  No bitch, it’s blood orange.

He avoids PDA entirely, as he sees it as impolite, but you can bet your ass that if he’s sitting next to his s/o on the couch, his arm will be around them.

Ayato

Definitely a ton more open with his s/o.  A lot less of the “I’m the greatest” schtick, since he can trust them with anything.  He has no doubts that his s/o will love him for who he is, so he tends to let his guard down a lot.

He smiles a lot more!!!! How could he not!!!!!! He’s just so god damn in love!!!!!!!!! The living embodiment of the “i love my fuckign girlfriend” meme.

EXTREMELY physical, and I don’t even mean this in a sexual way.  He just loves physical contact.  It’s reassuring to him; he knows it’s not a dream, it’s real, he genuinely has someone he’s in love with that loves him back.  Whether it’s by hand-holding, arm around their shoulders, hugging, or anything else, Ayato is always attached to his s/o.

Very doting.  If his s/o was in a bind, he would move mountains to help them.  Number one most supportive boyfriend.  Would literally put his entire being on the line for his s/o because god damn he is just so fucking in love.  As you can see, Ayato never does anything half-ass, romance included.

Definitely not the traditional romantic; unless his s/o really wanted it, he would never do like fancy candlelit dinners and shit.  He focuses more on what he thinks he and his s/o will enjoy the most.  He’d probably also enjoy lazy nights at the mansion a lot, too.

Would definitely write the sappiest love songs and serenade the FUCK out of his s/o. 

Kanato

If you expected the yandere to tone down, you’re wrong.  It tones the fuck up.  He’s highkey extremely possessive and gets jealous easier than any of the other guys.  His s/o’s hanging out with another boy???who is this boy????where is he from????can I kill him immediately this second????? It would definitely cause a lot of arguments, but he means it out of love.

TEA PARTY DATES

Kanato’s favorite thing is resting his head in his s/o’s lap, with his s/o stroking his hair.  They don’t even have to be talking; just the two of them there enjoying each other is enough for him.

Surprisingly also very supportive, but in a more destructive way.  S/o wants a new job?  Okay, shred up every other application so they have to hire you.  S/o wants to be the new student council president?  No problem, just sabotage the other candidate.

That being said, he does genuinely listen to his s/o, and would probably (begrudgingly) tone down the shit if they were angry.  He’d still get highkey frustrated and take it out in other ways though.  Like baking!

Bakes apology cakes because he is not very good at expressing himself in words.

Laito

Hopeless romantic.  Is anyone surprised?  Nope, and neither would his s/o be when they discover his bedroom lit by only candles with rose petals on the bed.

Number one best listener!  He listens to everything with genuine care and tries to give the best advice possible!  Unfortunately, his plan usually involves intercourse in some way shape or form so it never really works.  Like, ever.

He cares about the little things.  It’s not that he’s obsessed or living in a bubble, he just really wants his s/o to be happy.  He’ll do almost anything for his s/o, aside from maybe murder depending on the day.  Well, killing in the name of your s/o is kinda romantic, so maybe.

Loves seeing his s/o in expensive things.  Fancy clothes, fancy jewelry, fancy shoes, fancy ;) lingerie ;) so he tends to spoil them quite a bit.

Contrary to popular belief, his mind is not always in the gutter.  It’s like, usually at least half a step away, but he genuinely enjoys going on casual dates that don’t lead to intercourse, like stargazing.  He loves stargazing.

Probably the only brother actually into PDA, so here’s to hoping his s/o at least doesn’t mind it.

Subaru

This boy makes a conscious effort day in and day out to be as gentle as possible at all times.  He’s scared to even hug his s/o too hard.  Once he gets past that initial fear, in private, he is by far the most affectionate out of the brothers.  If he and his s/o have time alone to cuddle, no if and or buts.  It’s happening.

He only gives gifts on anniversaries and holidays, but his gifts are always extremely well thought out and have some sort of meaning to them.  He puts a lot of effort into picking something he thinks his s/o would genuinely love.

Pal, Subaru would die if called by a pet name.  Darling, sweetheart, honey, love, he melts every single time and gets this cute little giddy grin on his face.

Subaru is all-around very cautious about what to do with an s/o.  He always asks before doing anything.  Even something as little as holding their hand.  He’s all about keeping them as comfortable as possible.

He’d definitely try to be super romantic but probably fall short of something traditional and beat himself up over it, but it always ends up being sweet and well thought out.  He just wants the best for his s/o and tries very hard to make everything special.

He also isn’t a huge fan of PDA.  Too shy.  Plus lord knows Kou would not shut up about it if he saw Subaru being super duper fucking adorable with his s/o.

#diabolik lovers #dialovers #diahell #imaginesfromdiahell #shu sakamaki #reiji sakamaki #ayato sakamaki #kanato sakamaki #laito sakamaki #subaru sakamaki #sakamaki brothers #imagine #headcanons #ask #iimysteriousii #rosie #headcanon

[purplesurveys]

298

In the last picture taken of you, how did you pose? I had chopsticks with sushi in one hand and simply smiled for the camera. What was the last area that was bleeding on your body? My vagina. What is your star sign/zodiac sign/whatever? I’m a whatever. Does your personality match the characteristics of your sign? Astrology isn’t real. Reading the memes were funny at the beginning but once several of my friends started taking it seriously I just couldn’t hang around that long anymore lmao. What color was the last limo you saw? Did you ride in this limo? There aren’t a lot of limos here in third-world Philippines, my friend. I’ve never been in one myself.

Add up all the digits of your cell phone number. What do you get? 49. When was the last time you took a picture of yourself that you liked? I think it was Thursday...I hate taking selfies, but I was at the beach that day and wanted to see if I got any darker. I liked the lighting so I took a photo anyway. What was the best thing that happened to you yesterday? I finally got a new freakin’ backpack. Describe to me your favorite hat. I don’t really wear hats. What song do you feel emotionally attached to and why? When It Rains by Paramore. It’s my go-to song when I’m sad. And it doesn’t feel like a song that’s just trying to fit into the emo mold that was big in 2007. It’s a real song. It’s genuine. It saps anyone listening to it of happiness. It’s exactly how I like my Paramore music. How did you score on your last quiz? I haven’t seen the score yet but I’m pretty sure I passed that chemistry quiz I last took. Do you think you look better in gold or silver? Silver. What band do you think has the sappiest lyrics? No idea. I was never into the bands everyone was into in Grade 6. I’m taking a shot in the dark, but maybe Mayday Parade? Sleeping With Sirens had their sappy lyric moments now that I think about it; so did All Time Low. On the other hand, what band has the best lyrics? I’m gonna be biased obviously: Paramore and Against Me! Would you rather be on a nude beach or at a concert? Ok seriously? Have you ever been caught passing notes in class? I was never onboard with that, but I did get caught with a note once. A classmate was trying to pass one to me and while all the others weren’t seen, it was the moment when the note got to me when I was caught. Safe to say I was pissed because I nearly got in trouble for something that I didn’t even support. Speaking of which, does your teacher read those notes out loud? Nope, not that I remember. It’s been nine years though; my memory can be faulty. Do you have more male or female teachers this year? All of them are female this semester, which is almost like a breath of fresh air to me considering I had mostly male teachers in my first two years of college. What is your New Year's resolution? I don’t make resolutions. Do you have auto correct on your phone? It’s an option, but I never have it on. Apple hates the Filipino language and will always change whatever Fil word I’m typing to a random English word. Are you friends with the class clown? Yeah, I still keep in touch with the class clown from high school. That concept’s way gone in college. You just sprouted wings! What do they look like? I’m just hoping that they’re wings that draw the least attention to me. Do you know anyone who suffers from depression? Yeah, me and nearly every friend I have. What is the weather like today? Was it any different yesterday? It’s sunny but it’s being weirdly nice by not being overwhelmingly hot? I’m not sweating in my house and that’s a good thing. Would you rather be 13 years old or 30 years old? 30. 13 is peak puberty. No one wants to go through that a second time. Have you ever made a fake Facebook account? If so, why? No. I don’t even like Facebook. If you were an Eevee, what would you wanna evolve into? I never really thought about that, I always wanted to be a Chikorita. Or do you not have any clue what I'm talking about? xD See previous answer. Complete the sentence: Love is like a... I’m not feeling witty enough this afternoon. What color was the last dress you wore? Why did you wear it? Blue. I hadn’t worn it in a while and thought I wanted to put it on again. What flavor was the last piece of gum you chewed? Mint. Here's a personal one. How many times do you pee a day? Like, twice at most. I don’t go to the bathroom a lot. Have you ever had your significant other fall asleep on you? Yup. She’s always the first one to fall asleep. Your stomach vs Chinese food: Which one would win the battle? I’ve never had a problem with Chinese food so I can’t relate to this question or what it’s trying to imply. Have you ever kissed someone while you were sick? Did they get sick? No because I never get sick. I do, however, kiss my girlfriend like normal when she gets sick since my immune system’s a 15/10 anyway. When was the last time you witnessed someone throw up? Several months ago. What was the last text you sent and who did you send it to? “Very pretty” Besides texting, what else do you like to do on your phone? Twitter, Reddit, keepiing my phone games up to date. Did you ever used to watch the show 'Teen Titans'? Occasionally. Cartoon Network was never my favorite though. Name me a random word that starts with 'O'. Octopus. If you had to die right now, what would your last meal be? I’d get all the sushi options from this fancy local restaurant we have called Torch. 

#survey #surveys

[theproofinthisong]

WALLS REVIEW

i’m back for my review of walls!!

kill my mind: the perfect opening for the album & to announce the new era. i remember listening to it for the first time and my jaw dropping because i didn’t expect that sound & at the same time, it made total sense. it’s not my favorite genre personally but this track is so audacious and amazing. it’s probably the one that is the most different from louis’ previous sounds (in the band or solo stuff) and he’s giving us LIFE with the pop punk bop we always dreamed of. his voice is unique in every song but it especially stands out in this one, particularly at the beginning of the track. it’s such a fierce catchy and energetic track, you want to scream it at the top of your lungs. this is the type of song that makes the crowd lose its shit live. can’t wait to see it. the gimmicks in this one (the aaaah aaah part and the kill my kill my at the end mostly) are so clever, you hear them one time and boom, they can’t leave your mind, it’s witchcraft. i love the contrast between the very high and very low notes, they’re just perfection. AND THE BELTING!!! it’s hot. the earlier pop inspirations are pretty much there and it’s such a wonderful tribute. no wonder why louis loves this track so much. it’s gold and very very bold. 

don’t let it break your heart: see, the first time i listened to the new tracks (at ccme), i was instantly captivated by defenceless & habit. dliby was not a favorite instantly. but it became one. i don’t know why THE FUCK i didn’t pick as a favorite right on the spot. because it is a godsent. like hell!!! the nostalgia!! the raw emotion!! the hope it’s giving you!! the goosebumps!! and OH MY GOD louis’ voice in his...one of his best vocals. like period. it’s so soft and so strong at the same time. it’s so full of feelings, like the vulnerability!! the song speaks to me so much. AND OH MY GOD THE ALBUM VERSION!!! the single one was already extraordinary but the album arrangment makes it even more perfect and delicate!!! the writing in this one makes me cry, it’s so to the point and honest, like you can feel his heart beating in it. it’s the kind of music you carry with you. i know decades from now, it will remind me of my youth and the happy times i had back then. god i’m already sobbing.

two of us: honestly, there are no words for this one. it’s above everything. it’s without a doubt louis’ most personal and gutwrenching track. it’s not the one i listen to the most because it’s painful and so real. you can feel every crack, every hurdle, every tear, every ounce of desperation, every bit of newfound hope. i have a personal connection to this one because i experienced what louis is talking about. i lost my dad when i was 16, a little younger than louis. and oh my god the words he uses to talk about it and his grief is what i felt and still feel. those songs where EVERY WORD could be applied to you and your situation almost never happen. it’s a miracle. so yeah, it hurts to listen to it. but it also makes me really happy. i feel understood, i feel a kinship to him. and while i have no doubt everyone can relate to this song and have it resonating with them, losing a parent is a very specific kind of grief. and i never saw someone describing it so well in a song. his voice is so angelic in this. it’s so controlled but at the same time it’s on the verge of collapsing everytime and never does. god. if i had to pick a song to have as a tattoo, i will pick this one for sure. what a masterpiece.

we made it: BLOODY WE MADE IT. one of the most IN YOUR FACE larry songs out of walls (even if they all are) and i’m dying. it’s easily in my top 3 of louis’ songs performed live. THE POWER. THE CERTAINTY OF IT ALL. like his voice is so assured in this while still being able to be vulnerable and fragile. HOW?? HOW CAN YOU DO IT?? it’s one of the sappiest love songs i’ve ever heard but those are my weakness and fave. what a beautiful declaration. the lyrics are...well i still can’t believe they’re real. he deadass told us everything about his relationship with harry and how they were able to overcome all the obstacles thrown in their faces. in terms of melody, it’s a 10000000/10. you can’t help but sing it with him. it’s wonderfully produced, like the best kind of pop. it has a bit of those oasis vibes (walls and dlibyh also have them) which i’m a HUGE fan of. it’s such an effective single, like i can’t even count the times i listened to it. fucking treasure.

too young: another case of a song i adored the minute i listened to it, but it wasn’t as intense as with others. now it’s truly one of my most cherished tracks out of the album. the opening lines simply kill you, it’s whispered, it’s tender, it’s!!!! too much for my heart!! i’m swooning. i love that he doesn’t push his voice there, it stays at a low level and it makes it even more louder, in a way?? you feel like he’s speaking to only one person (who?? i wonder...), it’s so intimate i almost feel like intruding?? it’s a fucking gift. in terms of writing, it’s also one of my favorite because there are no filters. it tells the story without fear. louis just spilled his whole heart out in his track and that’s so fucking admirable. a jewel we need to protect.

walls: FIRST THE FUCKING INSTRUMENTAL. it fucking ruined me. someone said this song was like a late night conversation and it’s true. walls is probably the song that shows his personal growth the most, like louis couldn’t have written this song five years ago. it’s so grown. it’s so wise. so full of life and conclusions you made. it’s peaceful. it’s reassuring. i don’t know how a song can make you feel all of that but it does. and the lyrics are one of his best. it’s so significative at times (the goodbyes line for example), but metaphorical also (the cardboard full of clothes lines IS GENIUS and the walls one...obviously the best) and opening the song with a sentence and ending it with it is...pure magic. it’s clever but not only. it shows how much he went through and how he’s healing from it and how it helped him, in a way. and the voice. liquid honey. bye.

habit: legend snapped when he included the princess park line. what a chaotic larrie. i expected nothing less from him. i love the melody, it’s so catchy and happy!! it’s kind of a break after the rollercoaster you just went through. very needed. i’m still having a breakdown over it though. it’s such a cute ballad and beautiful love song. you just wanna move your head to it, it makes you truly happy. sunshine in a song form. like i’m smiling rn. and you can hear louis smiling while singing it too!!! it’s...wow. he’s able to communicate his feelings in a manner no other artist can. i will never get tired of it.

always you: we did our waiting. we were fucking starved. now we’re being fed babes!! miss always you is so iconic. the melody is ingrained in my brain after hundred times of listening to that damn snippet. the things i would do for louis. i love what he does with his voice in this, like he’s changing tones and going from one note to another like a champ. this song is so fucking hard to sing and louis is the ONLY one who can master it. shows how unique his voice is. i’m in love with the high parts and the chorus. dang. that’s a song. tell me that this song isn’t THE SHIT. it’s iconic as fuck. and it’s so lovely. still haven’t recovered from all the baby and home mentions. ALSO the legs wrapped around me line??? kill me please!!! i do not thank you.

fearless: now that’s an adjective that comes to mind while talking about louis. the verses aren’t my favorite melody wise but omg the bridge and the chorus!! he did that!!! it’s also the song where he’s singing the lowest (that head voice bitch) and omg. for now it isn’t in my top but i know it will grow on me and i can’t wait.  the lyrics are amazing nonetheless.

perfect now: we know it’s louis’ least favorite track and it’s mine too. it’s still louis though so still amazing. just like fearless, the verses aren’t my favorite part but same, the bridge and the chorus are wonderful. it’s pretty soft. also this is a song about harry (you steal the scene and it’s unrehearsed??) but some sentences can be applied to family and it’s such a nice & encouraging track to listen to when you think about the people you love. it’s very happy. makes you feel loved and exactly where you should be. and as always, his voice is to die for in it.

defenceless: to the surprise of exactly nobody, it’s my favorite song out of walls. it was love at first sight. you cannot explain it. it just is. in terms of writing, it’s my personal favorite (especially “sleeping on our problems and we’ll solve them in our dreams” which is pure poetry...the talent, the impact...i’m dying. also i put this quote everywhere i could, i’m OBSESSED with it). it tucks at your heartstrings, like it’s a very hopeful song but at the same time it’s full of memory of heartbreaks. i could bawl talking about it. harry and louis’ situation is impossible to describe and to comprehend. the things and contradictory feelings they had to face..i can’t even imagine. but he gives us a full glimpse of it in this song. and it’s so fucking brave to be this honest. it takes so much courage and trust. and i’m just in awe. artistically speaking, it’s a fucking tour de force. but like personally, what it means to louis...oh god. i’m dead. and THE MOTHERFUCKING FALSETTO. louis almost never uses it and oh my god. it’s breathtaking. it’s what you hear when you enter heaven. no one, fucking no one, has this kind of falsetto. it’s so special. it makes me wanna die. it’s too much for my heart. my god.

only the brave: it would have been ALSO my favorite song out of walls it it was longer. because it’s...i’m speechless. also very oasis but very louis. and sorry, but it’s better than oasis will ever be. there i said it. the lyrics are objectively the best out of the album, like i’m a slut for metaphors and they’re everywhere in here. i don’t know how to qualify it really but it has this anthem like quality? i can see the arena and thousands of people singing it back to louis. it reminds me of home in the sense that it’s subtle but very blatant at the same time. like he wrote this for us gay people. that ache is there. the pain. the underlying anger. but the optimism. knowing the hurt but never wishing to go back. the vocal control is incredible in this, i’ll say it again, but the ability to switch to chest voice to head voice back to back...he’s one in a billion. there is an intention behind every line and you can feel it piercing your soul. gimme rest.

4 years in the making. i’m so glad i waited and was besides Louis through it all. i’m so fucking proud i could cry. it’s a masterpiece of an album. it has everything. simply everything. i couldn’t have dreamed something better. the voice, the melodies, the lyrics, the emotion, the confidence, the range, the diversity of sounds, the different influences and the way he’s able to bring the best out of them and make them this, the old pop vibe of it while remaining extra modern..it’s pure art. it’s what art should be. making you feel every emotion the artist wanted you to. no one does it better than louis. god. thank you.

#walls #my posts

[worthlesspride]

For the fic related requests, the first thing that came to my mind was Oikawa making Iwaizumi watch one of his k-dramas. Those two watching Makki and Mattsun was one of my fave bits of the fic :) I'd also love to know what makes Iwa call Makki and Mattsun super romantic! I'm also super curious about Oikawa and Semi in the past and also the idea of Semi trying to train Goshiki really tickles me.. I'm going to stop now.. suffice to say I loved WYCF and look forward to anything extra!

Thanks so much for the ask! I think I’ve covered everything. They’re all below, in no particular order. I had to do a cut because I wrote you several essays. 

Semifrowned down at the drink in his hand. He already felt the threads of hispatience unraveling. “Tsutomu?”

           “Yes!”

           “What drink did I ask for?”

           “A tequila sunrise!”

           Semi cut his eyes up to Goshiki, wholooked as if he was holding his breath as he awaited Semi’s response. “What isthis?”

           Goshiki looked at the drink and thenback up at Semi. “It’s a… a tequila sunrise?”

           “Are you asking me or telling me?”

           Goshiki’s face fell. “I don’t know?”            Semi closed his eyes and tooka breath.

           He still wasn’t sure why Ushijimahad thought it was a good idea for him to train Goshiki. His temper was notsuited for this. “What kind of liquor is in this, Tsutomu?”

           “Vodka?”

           “It’s a tequila sunrise,” snappedSemi. He put the drink down on the bar a little too hard; a bit of alcoholsloshed over. “Tequila. Why would youput vodka in a tequila sunrise?”

           Goshiki flinched back and stutteredover himself. “I-I am sorry, Semi-san! I didn’t mean to! I thought… Okay,tequila, okay. Please let me try it again! I promise I can do it! I am sorry!”

           “Stop yelling,” said Semi. The drinkhad spilled over onto his fingers and he wiped them on the leg of his pants.“It’s fine. You’ve only been doing this for a week. It’s okay to makemistakes.”

           Even if those mistakes were thedumbest ones Semi had ever seen.

           He took another breath and tried tocalm himself even more. He couldn’t lose his temper on Goshiki. He didn’t thinkthe kid would ever recover.        

           “I’m sorry,” said Goshiki again. Helowered his voice only slightly.

           “Just go read through the studyguide I made you,” said Semi. “We open in less than an hour. It’s Friday, soit’s going to be too busy for me to do everything myself. I’m going to needyou, Tsutomu.”

           Goshiki lit up like a Christmas treeand returned to full volume. “Yes! You can count on me, Semi-san!” He turned onhis heel so quickly that he nearly stumbled and rushed off toward the back ofthe building.

           Semi propped his elbows on the bar,hid his face in his hands, and breathed a sigh of exasperation.

           Footsteps approached, and longfingers danced lightly up the length of Semi’s spine.

           Semi didn’t flinch. “What?”

           “Look at you, raising up ourprecious baby bird,” cooed Tendou. His fingers went higher, threading gentlyinto Semi’s hair. “He’ll be ready to leave the nest any time now.”

           “If I don’t end up killing himfirst.”

           “Now, now,” said Tendou, the grinevident in his voice. “You know you like Tsutomu. It’s impossible not to likehim.”

           “I like him alright,” said Semi.“It’s just having to deal with him that’s the problem.”

           Tendou’s hand fell away. He leanedback against the bar. “You’re doing fine. He’ll be slinging drinks like aprofessional in no time.”

           Semi dropped his arms and stood straight,frowning up at Tendou. “Some people are unteachable. He might be one of them.”

           “You’re being dramatic.”

           “A tequila sunrise,” said Semi,gesturing toward the drink on the bar. There were several other mixed cocktailsscattered about, all of them made improperly. “With vodka.”

           Tendou shrugged. “Sounds alright tome.”

           “I think our customers won’t agree.”

           Tendou reached up to flick a pieceof hair away from Semi’s forehead. “I think you worry too much, Semi-Semi.”

           Semi scowled at him.

           “Anyway,” said Tendou, “isn’t itbetter to deal with Tsutomu than Shirabu?”

           Semi barely held back a twitch.“Yeah, I guess.”

           “It’s fine,” said Tendou. He took astep forward, into Semi’s personal space, and grinned down at him. “Besides,you’re the best bartender I know. If anyone can train Tsutomu, it’s you.”

           Semi rolled his eyes, but his badattitude weakened as Tendou leaned closer, his breath sweeping across Semi’slips. “You know what Ushijima said about PDA at the club.”

           “I don’t see Ushijima,” said Tendou,slipping a hand around Semi’s waist. “Do you?”

           Semi’s mouth tugged into a smirk. Hetilted his head back, felt the first brush of Tendou’s lips, and then:

           “Semi-san! I have a question!”

           Tendou stepped back, and Semi took acleansing breath.

           He couldn’t lose his temper. If heyelled at Goshiki, the kid would be crushed.

           Goshiki was trying. He couldn’t helpit.

           “What, Tsutomu?”

           Tendou smiled, more softly thanusual. “You’re doing great, Semi-Semi,” he said quietly, as Goshiki half-joggedtoward them. “I’m so proud.”

           Semi rolled his eyes, but couldn’thelp the soft warmth in his cheeks as he turned away to help Goshiki.

Why Iwaizumi thinks Makki and Mattsun are too romantic: 

1. Ontheir two-month anniversary, Matsukawa sent roses to Hanamaki while he was onshift. It was a classic bouquet of a dozen red roses, and the card was a simplecollection of XOXOs.

 2.They got matching tattoos. When Iwaizumi asked, Hanamaki agreed to show him. Hestarted to push his pants down, and Iwaizumi decided he didn’t want to know,after all.

3.They use disgusting pet names for each other; sweet cake, cherry blossom,sunshine, doll face, sugar lips.

4. Anytime they get coffee, Matsukawa always has the barista draw a little heart inthe foam of Hanamaki’s drink.

5. Onetime, Mattsun was so focused on his phone that he completely ignored everythingIwaizumi was saying. Iwaizumi looked over his shoulder and found a screenful ofhim arguing back and forth with Makki about who loved each other the most.

6.Hanamaki sent Matsukawa identical roses on their three month anniversary, withanother collections of XOXOs.

7. Duringshift change, they leave obnoxious notes for each other on the patrol roombulletin board.

8.Once, Hanamaki left his phone at Iwaizumi’s place. Iwaizumi picked it up tosend Mattsun a text to come get it, and was greeted by a history of sexting thatincluded detailed descriptions of touching each others’ faces and discussinghow beautiful each of them were. Iwaizumi barely stopped himself from throwingthe phone in the garbage.

9.When Oikawa dragged them all to karaoke, Hanamaki serenaded Matsukawa with thesappiest love songs that Iwaizumi had ever heard.

10.Once, Iwaizumi received a picture message from Matsukawa, followed immediatelyby an urgent text of “THAT WAS MEANT FOR MAKKI. DON’T OPEN IT.” Iwaizumiintended to delete it, because he had no interest in seeing Matsukawa’s dick.Oikawa insisted, and they were gifted by a picture of Matsukawa’s bathroommirror, steamed over from a hot shower, little hearts and doodles drawn in thesteam.

((Allof these things are done intentionally because Makki and Mattsun get greatpleasure from Iwaizumi’s reactions.))

Althoughhe didn’t like to admit it, Oikawa knew exactly what Semi was doing.

           He’d known for a while; much longerthan he cared to think about. He’d denied it for so long that he’d nearlyconvinced himself it wasn’t happening, but some things were impossible toignore.

           Finding a stash of cocaine in hiskitchen cabinet was one of those things.

           Oikawa had been quite calm about it,because although he’d been in denial, he’d already known. It wasn’t a surprise.

           He’d taken the drugs out of thecabinet, calmly walked into the bathroom, and dumped the powder in the toilet. Aftera single flush, there was no proof that the cocaine had ever existed. He buriedthe bag at the bottom of the garbage can and went about his day as if nothinghad happened.

           He was calm about it, but Semicertainly was not.

           Semi came home late, which had beenhappening more and more often. Oikawa heard him come in and open therefrigerator. There was beer, but Semi probably didn’t grab one. He had beendrinking less; likely because he’d replaced the need for alcohol with the needfor something else. There was the sound of a cabinet opening, a long pause, andthen the cabinet door slammed shut so loudly that Oikawa winced.

           Footsteps stomped closer and Oikawaresumed brushing his teeth, staring blankly at himself in the bathroom mirror.Semi threw the door open as Oikawa spat in the sink, the taste of minttoothpaste clinging to his tongue.

           “Welcome home, Semi-chan,” saidOikawa, forcing a smile. It looked out of place on his face, like someone hadjammed a puzzle piece into the wrong place. “How was your day?”

           “What the fuck, Tooru?”

           “Not so good, then,” said Oikawa. Heleaned close to the mirror and pulled his lips back to check his teeth.

           Semi grabbed his shoulder and spunhim around, slapping his hands onto the sink on either side of Oikawa, caginghim in. Semi was a little shorter, but the intensity of his glare made up forthe difference. “What. The. Fuck.”

           Oikawa kept his face impassive,though his heart thundered in his chest. “You’re going to have to be morespecific, Semi-chan. You’re not giving me much to work with here.”

           “Where is it?”

           Oikawa tilted his head. His bloodran hot with panic, but he made himself raise a causal brow. “Where is what?”

           “Don’t play dumb with me,” snarledSemi. “Where the fuck is it?”

           Oikawa had only seen Semi like thisa handful of times.

           All of them had been in the pastmonth.

           “I’m still not certain what youmean,” said Oikawa, “but if you’re talking about the drugs that you draggedinto my apartment without my permission, then consider them gone.”

           Semi’s face contorted, scowldeepening, eyes flashing. He pulled back, fists tight at his sides, and for afleeting second Oikawa thought he was going to hit him.

           Then Semi turned on his heel andtook a single step away. “This isn’t your apartment,” he snapped. “We livedhere together, Tooru.”

           “That doesn’t mean you can stashyour drugs here. I’ve told you I’m not okay with this.”

           “And I’ve told you it’s not a bigdeal,” said Semi. He turned back toward Oikawa, and his expression was only alittle tamer. “I’m only selling to make some quick cash. We can barely affordto pay rent. I want us to have nice shit, you know? I want to get a nice place,and a car, and not have to worry about scraping together enough to eat for theweek. Once we’re okay I’ll stop.”

           “We’re okay now,” said Oikawa. Hewanted to step closer, but he was a little wary. He cared about Semi, but whenhe got like this, he was a little frightening. “Everything is fine, Eita. I’mhappy the way we are. I don’t need anything else.”

          ��“Well I do,” snapped Semi. “I wantmore. We deserve more, and I’m going to get it for us. I’ll stop soon, okay?”

           “Selling it is one thing,” saidOikawa, quietly, “but using it is a different story. You’ve got to stop doingthat now, Eita. It’s messing with you.”

           “I’m not using,” said Semi. Thewords were angry, bitter. “I might take a bump every now and then but it’s nota big deal. It’s not like I’m addicted or anything.”

           Oikawa should have swallowed hisnext words. “Then why are you so upset that your stash is gone?”

           Semi looked up at him, and his glarewas poison. “Because you need to stay out of my shit. It’s not your business,Tooru. Don’t fucking do it again.”

           He stormed toward the bathroom door.

           “Where are you going?” said Oikawa,following despite himself.

           “Don’t worry about it.”

           Oikawa stumbled into the living roomjust as Semi slipped back into his shoes. “You’re going to get more, aren’tyou?” said Oikawa. “You can’t stand the thought of going a night without it. Doyou see what you’re doing to yourself, Eita?”

           “Fuck you,” snapped Semi. “You don’tknow anything about it.” He slung the door open, but hesitated before hestepped outside. He looked over his shoulder at Oikawa and said, “I’ll be backlater.” He paused, considered, and added, gruffly, “I love you.”

           Oikawa felt his heart break in hischest. His throat went tight and the tears pressed at his eyes, but he simplyshook his head and said, “Yeah, sure. I love you, too.”

           Then Semi was gone, and Oikawa droppedonto the couch and sobbed.

           Oikawa should leave. He knew heshould. Everything between them was wrong lately. The drugs were the problem,and Semi clearly wasn’t going to stop using them anytime soon. It was in hisbest interest to get out before things got worse.

           He wiped at his eyes and took ashuddering breath.

           He should leave, but he couldn’t.

           Oikawa thought about when he and Semihad first started dating, and the way Semi looked at him like he was somethingto be admired. He thought about all the flowers Semi had bought him, which hadbeen dried out and preserved in a wooden box in the wardrobe. He thought aboutthe way Semi had held his hand and smiled at him and kissed him like he was somethingto cherish.

           Oikawa should leave, but he caredtoo much about Semi to do it.

           Maybe things would get better.

           Maybe they would go back to normal.

           …and maybe they would only getworse.

           It was a good thing Iwaizumi lovedOikawa so much.

           If he hadn’t, he was pretty sure hewould’ve hated the moron.

           Oikawa gasped much too dramaticallyfor the situation and seized Iwaizumi’s arm in a death grip. “Iwa-chan! Hedidn’t die in the car crash! He came back!”

           Iwaizumi looked at him blankly, thenslowly returned his focus to the TV screen.

           This drama was the singular mostidiotic thing Iwaizumi had ever seen, and he’d seen a lot of stupid things.            

           “Of course he came back,” saidIwaizumi. “They all come back. It’s the same characters doing the same thingsover and over again. Don’t you think it’s a little bit predictable?”

           “How dare you.”

           “I’m just saying, these shitty soapoperas are-”

           “Don’t finish that sentence,Iwa-chan.” Oikawa folded his arms with a huff. He tried to scowl, but it lookedmore like a pout. “This is prime entertainment. It’s a masterpiece.”

           Iwaizumi fought against an eye rolland barely won. He settled more comfortably into the couch and bumped hisshoulder against Oikawa’s. “Fine. It’s a great show. I love it.”

           Oikawa slipped him a sidewaysglance. “Don’t patronize me.”

           “I’m not.” He tugged at Oikawa’scrossed arms, freeing one of his hands and fitting their fingers together. “Ifit makes you happy I like it. It’s fine.”

           Oikawa’s pout lessened. He squeezedIwaizumi’s hand and again focused on the television. “I wonder how his daughterwill react. She should be happy, but then again, the sex scandal he had beforethe wreck might have pushed her away.”

           “Doesn’t really matter,” saidIwaizumi with a shrug. “There’s no way that’s his actual daughter. Her dad isthat guy with the bad haircut. Her mom had a secret affair with him fifteenyears ago.”

           Oikawa turned his head slowly, hisface blank. “No, she didn’t.”

           “Well they haven’t admitted it yet,but it definitely happened. It’s all in the context. Remember that conversationthey had a few episodes ago? They dropped hints all over the place.”

           Oikawa’s mouth fell open. “What thehell, Iwa-chan? You’re spoiling the show!”

           “I’m not spoiling it if it’sobvious.”

           “It’s not obvious! Get out of myhouse.”

           “I live here, too.”

           “Getout of my house.”

           Iwaizumi snorted and wrapped an armaround Oikawa’s shoulders. Oikawa resisted the embrace, but the struggle washalfhearted. He sank into Iwaizumi’s side with a huff.

           “I hate you, Iwa-chan.”

           “Love you too, Tooru.”

#ask #wycf #writing #janespendlove #iwaoi #matsuhana #tensemi #oisemi? #or maybe semioi #idk what to call them

[suckitsurveys]

In the last picture taken of you, how did you pose? I was sitting down, holding my newborn niece with my other niece leaning against me.

What was the last area that was bleeding on your body? A zit I popped accidentally.

What is your star sign/zodiac sign/whatever? Virgo.

Does your personality match the characteristics of your sign? For the most part, yes.

What color was the last limo you saw? Did you ride in this limo? I saw a white SUV-style one the other day. Was definitely not in it.

Add up all the digits of your cell phone number. What do you get? 33.

When was the last time you took a picture of yourself that you liked? A selfie? I took two test shots in the mirror at Lane Bryant to show Mark two shirts I was getting and ended up liking them enough to put on Instagram. This was last Friday.

What was the best thing that happened to you yesterday? Thai food.

Describe to me your favorite hat. Pink bunny ears. AKA Louise’s hat from Bob’s Burgers.

What song do you feel emotionally attached to and why? There are so freaking many of those, dude.

How did you score on your last quiz? I’ve been out of school for a bunch of years.

Do you think you look better in gold or silver? Gold.

What band do you think has the sappiest lyrics? I don‘t know.

On the other hand, what band has the best lyrics? Again, I don’t know.

Would you rather be on a nude beach or at a concert? What concert?

Have you ever been caught passing notes in class? I think so.

Speaking of which, does your teacher read those notes out loud? I can’t remember ever having a teacher who did that.

Do you have more male or female teachers this year? -

What is your New Year’s resolution? Not be unhealthy hahahahahah.

Do you have auto correct on your phone? Yes.

Are you friends with the class clown? -

You just sprouted wings! What do they look like? Purple and glittery.

Do you know anyone who suffers from depression? Mhmm.

What is the weather like today? Was it any different yesterday? Cloudy and in the low 70s. It wasn’t very cloudy yesterday if I remember.

Would you rather be 13 years old or 30 years old? 30.

Have you ever made a fake Facebook account? If so, why? Nope.

If you were an Eevee, what would you wanna evolve into? Vaporeon or Espeon. 

Or do you not have any clue what I’m talking about? xD -

Complete the sentence: Love is like a���  ...beautiful flower. But it can also be dangerous, like a tiger with a gun.

What color was the last dress you wore? Why did you wear it? Grey. It’s a comfy shirt dress thing. I wore it because I love it?

What flavor was the last piece of gum you chewed? I have no idea.

Here’s a personal one. How many times do you pee a day? I don’t keep count.

Have you ever had your significant other fall asleep on you? Mhmm.

Your stomach vs Chinese food: Which one would win the battle? My stomach, sure. But I don’t really like Chinese food, so.

Have you ever kissed someone while you were sick? Did they get sick? Yes and yes oops.

When was the last time you witnessed someone throw up? Hmm. I heard Mark throw up a couple weeks ago.

What was the last text you sent and who did you send it to? I don’t feel like typing it all out but it was to Kayla about going to see her.

Besides texting, what else do you like to do on your phone? Instagram, games, YouTube.

Did you ever used to watch the show ‘Teen Titans’? No.

Name me a random word that starts with ‘O’. Octopus.

If you had to die right now, what would your last meal be? Crab legs, lobster tail, baked potato, garlic bread.

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