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pagingevilspawn · 3 years

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Thanks for getting back to me so quickly! I’m the one that asked about the fic recs ☺️ could you please do a fic where jolex have a cute tickle fight with all the fluff in the world?? Thank you 🙏🏼

oh, darlin’, don’t you ever grow up

this took so long to fulfill like holy crap. I’m so sorry about that. I had to improvise a bit, because jolex is so not the tickling kind of couple and much more of a ‘slap dat booty’ kinda pair you know? But hey, i don’t think that anyone is complaining about jolex babies, right?

again, thank you all SO MUCH for 100 followers! i still can’t believe how crazy that is! this is super fluffy so yeah, i hope you enjoy it! also, tickle scenes are so much harder to write than i expected...

Alex Karev peeled his bloody surgical gloves off with a relaxed sigh, taking off his gown and tossing it into the bin while simultaneously telling a resident to finish closing up for him. When he gets back to the scrub room he leans against the sink, hands taking hold of the sturdy metal, closing his eyes for a minute because it feels like he can finally breathe.

His surgery had gone on for seven hours. The kid on the table crashed twice and had lost so much blood at one point he didn’t think the boy was going to make it. Luckily, thanks to skilled hands, surprisingly helpful residents, and Meredith Grey, nine year old Mike Harper was going to be okay. He removes his scrub cap from his head, tucking it into his pants and running a hand through his hair before turning on the faucet and putting his hands under the water, scrubbing off with the bar.

He shakes his hands dry, little water droplets flying here and there before exiting the room, traveling down the brightly lit halls of the surgical floors until he reaches the elevator. He clicks the button for the ground floor, where the parents are waiting. From there it was routine procedure. He tells the couple that their kid is gonna be alright, they cry tears of joy, they thank him, they ask when they can see their son, he informs them that they’re closing up right now, so he should be relocated to the PICU soon, and they thank him again before sitting back down.

Alex makes his evening rounds on patients, goofing and joking with them until he’s done and can finally head home. He’d been on call for the past sixteen hours, and all he really wants to do is go home and see his girls.

Unfortunately, he learned from the nurses that Jo was pulled into an emergency surgery a few hours earlier, and had yet to finish, so he didn’t know how long it would be until she was done. He changes out of his scrubs and into his regular clothes, bidding a short goodbye to Meredith, who laid sprawled out on the attendings lounge couch, grumbling that she was trying to sleep and he was making too much noise to allow her to do so.

Adjusting his old, ratty jacket on his shoulders, he slips his phone, wallet, and keys into his pocket, making his way up to the daycare where the littlest Karev was waiting. The worker, Patricia gives him a warm smile, sliding the sign out sheet across the counter.

“Hey Doctor Karev! Picking up I'm assuming?” she gestures towards his attire, making him nod in response.

“Yeah. I know Jo usually finishes first on Fridays, but she got called in at the last minute.” he says, which earns him an understanding chuckle.

“Well, I’ll be right out. She was just taking a brief nap, but don’t worry, she’s only been down for about fifteen minutes or so.” she reassures him.

He nods, shoving his hands in his jeans, pulling out his phone and checking the time. 7:23 pm. It was getting closer to his daughter’s bedtime, so it would make sense that she would start to be getting tired. Alex smiles at his lockscreen, a picture of him, Jo, and their little girl at her two year old birthday party a few months ago. Jo had gone all out, decorating their yard with extravagant streamers, decorative backdrops, and a huge bouncy house. In the picture that stared back at him, Jo and their freshly two year old toddler were both wearing pink, Jo’s in the form of a sheer blouse, and their daughter’s in a frilly dress that Jo spent way more money than she should’ve on. Alex matched, wearing a pink tie and white button down. He had refused immensely at first, but after much pleading from the tiny girl, he gave in. Because what kind of father could say no to puppy dog eyes?

“Daddy!” he sees the little bundle of blue run towards him, causing him to sweep down and pull her into his arms, bunching the thick fabric she was wearing.

“KK!” he exclaims, matching her enthusiasm, taking the backpack from Patricia, giving a silent nod to her as a way to say both ‘thank you’ and ‘goodnight’.

His daughter bounced in his arms as they made their way through the door, asking to be let down a few seconds later. Donned in a Cinderella dress up gown and purple converse, Katrina Karev started to race down the hallway in all her glory, the mini ponytail that Jo had done that morning swinging from side to side as she prompted Alex to come catch her. He lets out a small laugh, jogging to catch up to her before she can potentially get in the way of nurses coming in and out of rooms, scooping her up again, making her let out a loud squeal and turn into a fit of giggles.

“C’mon Kitty-Kat, we gotta go home.” he places her on the ground, holding her tiny hand in his. “No running. What have Mommy and I told you?”

Katrina sighs, puffing out her lips dramatically. “No running in hossal.” she grumbles. She had trouble pronouncing words that had a sharp sound to them, like ‘p’, ‘t’, and ‘j’, but both Alex and Jo found it quite adorable.

“That’s right. Because Mommy and Daddy’s friends are working really hard to help everyone, and we don’t want to get in their way, right Kat?” he reminds her of the rules, because as much as both he and Jo wished that they could say that their child was perfectly well behaved, she wasn’t. It was simply what having a kid was like. He’d never met a child who listened to every word their parent’s said, followed every rule, and never talked back. And despite what so many different television programs liked to show, it was completely normal for kids to be that way, no matter how crazy it drove the adults.

Kat murmurs in response, taking on her Dad’s grumpy persona. She wanted to run! She’d been inside of daycare with Scout all day, playing with blocks and crayons, which meant that she was stuck sitting. She wasn’t allowed to play tag in the circle room, no matter how much she asked Miss Lynn.

The duo makes their way to Alex’s car, unlocking it before lifting her up and strapping Katrina into her carseat, brushing back a couple strands of hair that had fallen in her face. He slides his way into his drivers side, revving up the car when Kat speaks from the back.

“Music Daddy, music!” she cheers, a crooked grin across her face as she bounces around in her seat.

Alex lets out a breath. As much as he loved his daughter, listening to the same exact Disney princess songs over and over were less than enjoyable. So far this week, he’d heard Let It Go twelve times, You're Welcome ten, and Be Our Guest seven, and those were just the most popular ones. He begrudgingly picks up his phone and puts on Into the Unknown, thankful that this was only his second time hearing it in the last couple of days. He swore that if Kat asked him to listen to Dyawne Johnson singing that damn song one more he was going to hurl himself out of the car.

Little hums come from the backseat during certain parts of the song, and when the chorus plays through the car he mentally prepares himself for the yells that were to come. Poor Kat couldn’t sing, but he wasn’t going to tell her that. What kind of monster tells his two year old daughter that she sounded like a dying cat? Katrina Karev was good at a lot of things, (math, spelling, and playing dress-up just to name a few) singing just wasn’t one of them.

With a more than relieved sigh he pulls into the driveway, turning off the car, and therefore the music. Whatever tiredness the toddler was feeling before had gone down the drain, so he knew it would be a while before he would be able to get her to bed. Kat unbuckles herself, getting out of the car and playing hopscotch with the homemade chalk version she and Jo made on the walkway up to the house’s door. She hops from one foot to the other, and Alex had never been more grateful for the fact that she had a good sense of balance. The last thing he wanted was Jo to come home to a bloody kneed Kat and have to explain to her that she fell while doing hopscotch. Honestly, he didn’t even think kids played that game anymore, but when Jo pulled out the sidewalk chalk a few days prior and started drawing, Kat was immediately hooked, and used every opportunity she could to hop across the little squares. Jo laughed when she saw how entranced the girl was, telling Alex that she had been the same way when she was a bit older, and the only thing that got her through some of the tougher houses was when she would go down the road and create a hopscotch game of her own. It became such a comfort in fact, that the tradition continued until she was a teenager. She told him that it would only seem right to share that little bit of joy from her childhood with her daughter.

They make their way up the steps and Alex unlocks the door, flipping on the light switch as soon as it swings open. Chilly air greets them, since the house hadn’t been in use since earlier that day, and the temperature had been in the low fifties the past week in Seattle. He lets Kat toddle up the stairs, walking over to the thermostat that sat the hallway and cranking it up, knowing that if there was one thing his wife liked coming home to more than her family, it was her family in a warm and toasty house.

“KK, you hungry?” he calls from the kitchen, being able to faintly hear footsteps padding around upstairs. He winces when he hears something thud to the ground, but assumes it was either Kat or her backpack.

“Yeah!” the girl cheers from upstairs, causing Alex to chuckle and pull out some box mac and cheese from the cupboard. Kat had been a particularly picky eater lately, much to her parent’s annoyance, and had acquired a taste for a very limited amount of foods. Thankfully, she still liked mac and cheese, which was one of the few things both he and Jo could cook. Alex had gotten significantly better at cooking over the past year or so, but Jo was just as helpless as she was when she was in high school. Either way, both of them preferred takeout, but that wasn’t always an option when they had a two year old they had to take care of.

“I’m making mac and cheese, change out of your clothes, put your jammies on, clean up your room, and it should be done by the time you are.” he calls up the steps, taking Kat heard him when a groan is what he received in response. Kat was all Jo in the fact that she was incredibly sassy, and not to mention stubborn. She was fine with changing into her pajamas, but she hated cleaning up her room. The way she saw it, it was like one big painting, with all of her toys and books scattered around, but to her parents, it looked like a tornado had come and hit her bedroom. No matter how many times the two of them put everything away, a couple days later Kat’s room only seemed to have gotten messier. Maybe they could blame it on the terrible twos, except rather than having her act out behavior wise, it was a complete destruction to her room.

He pours the water into the pot, waiting for it to boil before adding the noodles. He pulls out his phone, skimming through emails and texts while the noodles cook, noticing a text from Jo that says that she just got off and was now heading home.

Once the noodles were done, he pours in the cheese packet, followed by the milk and butter. He felt his mouth water, hunger from the day finally catching up to him. He was grateful that the box was large and Kat was so young, so that meant he could steal some of her dinner, and thankfully still have enough left over for Jo if she wanted some too. The last thing he had to eat was a small snack before his surgery hours ago. When the food finally came together, he turns off the stove, picking out a pink plastic bowl from the cabinet for Kat and a regular glass one for him. It was kind of funny how much their cupboards changed once they had their daughter. Half of what they owned was plastic and princess themed, cheap little things bought from places like the ninety-nine cent store. They quickly realized that the printed patterned bowls and cups from dollar stores worked just as well as the ten dollar four pack they purchased. Plastic spoons littered the drawers rather than just metal, little stars and hearts on the end of them different than tiny, intricate designs that they had gotten used to, since after their honeymoon they realized that one of the gifts they were registered for was real, fancy silverware. He liked those plastic spoons much more though. After all, the smile Kat got on her face when she asked for a princess spoon or fork never failed to melt his heart.

Just as he placed Kat’s bowl on the island counter, the little girl comes bumbling down the stairs, dressed in her favorite Cinderella nightgown and stuffed monkey clutched in her hand. She practically runs to her stool, making grabby hands so Alex knew she needed to be picked up. He does so, placing her in the seat before she digs into her food, smiling as if it was the best mac and cheese she’s ever tasted. She shovels the food into her mouth, getting it all over her face, finishing it even quicker than Alex, all while talking about her day in daycare in only a way a parent would be able to understand.

He laughs to himself, wetting a paper towel and wiping off her face, which proves to be a struggle because Kat couldn’t stop giggling. “Go put on some TV, I’ll clean up in here and we’ll watch something ‘till Mama gets home.” he ruffles her hair, messing up her ponytail, and Kat wastes no time before scurrying off the chair and dashing into the living room, climbing up on the couch and turning on the television, an old episode rerun of Max and Ruby playing.

Alex finishes up in the kitchen, washing the bowls before putting them in the dishwater and starting it, since it was now a full load. He walks up the stairs to his and Jo’s room, throwing on a pair of pajama pants and a shirt before settling down on the couch, pulling his daughter close to him. Kat immediately snuggles into his side, taking a tiny fist and bawling it into his shirt, something she’d been doing since she was a baby. (Katrina would always be a baby in his eyes, it didn't matter how old she got.)

Around halfway through the episode, he feels the little hand unclench his shirt, fingers start to violently attack his neck in strokes. He lets out a laugh, looking towards Kat, “What are you doing silly girl?” he grins.

“Tickling you Daddy!” she cheers, continuing to try to get a laugh off of him.

He opens his mouth dramatically, eyes widening as he takes in her delighted giggles. “Oh, Kitty-Kat, you don’t know what you’ve just done,” he sighs. Kat stops, looking up at her dad, confused.

“You’ve unleashed,” he meets her eyes, breaking out into a wide smile, “the tickle monster!” he pulls her towards his tickling her feet, sides, and neck all at once, the little girl's loud laughs filling the air.

“No tickle monster daddy!” she squeals, squirming around, trying to stop the attack on her sides, laughs echoing off the empty house.

At that moment, Alex makes eye contact with a grinning Jo, who was just stepping through the front door. At the sound of her daughter’s laughs she felt wide awake, and she knew that by Alex’s mischievous look she could join in on the fun. She silently heads toward the couch, plopping down and starting her own fingers assault on the little one’s sides.

“Mommy help!” Kat squirms once she sees her mom, looking directly at her with eyes that were a mirror image of her own.

Jo pulls the girl into her arms, planting a big kiss on her head, leaving behind remnants of her cherry chapstick. “Mommy’ll save you KK,” she grins, only to bite her lip and pull away.

“But Mommy is a tickle monster too!” she flips Kat around with ease, bringing her little feet up to her face and blowing raspberries on them like she did when she was still a baby.

“No no Mommy no!” the girl giggles, thrashing around in a failed attempt to wiggle out of her grasp. Just to her luck, her dad decides to join in again, giggles turning into loud laughs that came from her little belly, a grin so wide neither one of them had ever seen it before.

“I’m gonna eat you!” Jo presses little kisses all up the girls, legs acting as if they were bites, making her laugh even more in the process. Jo gnaws at the skin, making pops with her lips and clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth. “Mmm,” she hums face scrunching up playfully, “delicious” she grins, the sound of her daughter giggles filling her ears until it was all she could hear.

Alex and Jo share a look. This was one of those moments, the ones where all they wanted to do was just pause time and stay in this one freeze-frame for the rest of their lives. It was moments like these they wanted Kat to stay this way forever, this perfect age and unconditional love she had for everything.

But for now, these pure, unfiltered moments of happiness were all they would need.

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thenightmaregrrl · 2 years

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Orion's Body- A Transformers Shattered Glass Fanfic- The Prologue

Sunlight peeked through gray clouds, shining into a room in a correctional facility that was occupied. A mech was sitting in front of the window, his armor dull and gray like the clouds, only small patches of blue appeared on his sides, his blunt digits weaving yarn around a pair of metal rods welded together. Behind him laid gifts of stuffed animals, letters, and religious statues of Primus. Many letters stated that if he accepted Primus into his spark, he would heal, he always lets out a dry chuckle whenever he reads them. Others are mostly from horny mechs and femmes wishing he would become their jailbait boyfriend. Those are crumpled up and thrown into the corner in disgust.

An orderly came over and knocked on the open door, “Rec time’s in 15 minutes, Megatron.”

“Grassy ass, Rung.” Came the sarcastic reply, the orderly merely sighed and left.

Megatron, legal name Megatronus, got up and stretched, around his armor was scars from what seemed like a heavy battle. He put on the standard clothes for inmates at the facility, orange pants and an orange shirt. He glanced at a framed photo perched on the windowsill, it was a winged mech that was white and red flashing a dopey smile. He slowly trudged out onto the recreation field. Around him were bots playing Go, board games, badminton, or sitting on a bench.

‘Welcome to the Mental Olympics.’ He thought bitterly, he walked to a tetherball that looked rather pathetic, and took a swing, the rope snapped and the ball bounced into a corner. He merely watched.

Soon lunchtime came in, bots were eating from metal trays and plastic cubes full of oil. On Megatron’s tray was simple metallic pastry that wasn’t even cooked, he sat at the window and stared at it, not touching his small portion of food. This brought some unwanted attention.

A nutritionist approached him, “Just one Toastie today, huh?”

Megatron looked at him and said dryly, “I like Toasties.” It was clear he didn’t want to be disturbed.

The nutritionist didn’t notice or didn’t care, instead they continued, “Well, that’s good I don’t think a Toastie is gonna provide enough energy for your day I recommend more complex-”

They weren’t able to finish their sentence as Megatron delivered a powerful kick to their chest that sent them flying onto a table. They fell to the floor with a grunt and looked up at their assailant, Megatron merely glared.

“I recommend that you shut the fuck up!” He snapped, then hurled a loogie at the nutritionist, who spat a bloody tooth.

Orderlies came in and restrained Megatron who put up a struggle while everyone else cheered in the lunchroom. Hooting and hollering died off as Megatron was carried from the lunchroom to a solitary cell. He was unceremoniously tossed in, he scrambled to the back of the wall and soon let out an angry scream as the door was slammed shut.

He soon sat there, and began thinking. Eventually music started chiming in, a tune that was familiar to Megatron, a tune that he despised.

‘Primus, I hate this fucking song.’ He thought to himself angrily.

Soon he began thinking, he wasn’t always this cracked, he used to be normal, then when the killings began he began to feel loose around the edges or something.

And then his mind drifted back into the past… back to a time where he wasn’t locked up with batty inmates and sub-par food. Back two months ago…

#NightmareWrites #nightmarerants #Orion's Body #jennifer's body au #transformers shattered glass

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thidwicktails · 5 years

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Blast from the past—my friends made (awesome) music and I helped with the artwork

#thidwickdoodles #forgot i helped with this project #music rec #modern lunacy #toasty t & keys

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datura-tea · 7 years

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randamhajile said: Behind Blue Eyes by The Who

but my dreams / they aren't as empty / as my conscience seems to be // i have hours, only lonely / my love is vengeance / that's never free

yeah boi!!!! that’s so sad i love that

#im loving all these music recs keep em coming dudes #randamhajile #toasty

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excelsi-or · 4 years

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21/02/20 - nightmares (woozi)

w.c. 1k (fluff)

Black Lives Rec: Check out The Terrell Show on YouTube. Terrell does song association on his channel with various artists from gospel to pop to soul. He’s had well known guests like Tori Kelly and Jojo on (I initially found his channel three months ago through Jojo’s episode). But I love the show because of the lesser known artists he brings on like Candice Boyd and Inayah Lamis (her album S.O.L.A.R is fantastic). He also had DeAndre (from American Idol; his album Black Denim is amazing) and Kevin McHale (from Glee). It’s a feel good show and I have a whole playlist dedicated to all the songs and artists that I’ve collected by watching it.

January 10, 2020

February 21, 2020

Running through every door, she weaves through tables and around people. Every window is shut and jammed. She circles around and notes a small hallway that has a door. There’s stomping going on through the entire ship. The two people she’d run onto the ship with have scattered. It’s literally every man for himself.

Cold water... a window... the dock...

Cops... death... screaming...

Dead... dripping wet... eyes gouged out.

With a deep inhale, her eyes snap open. She looks around the dark bedroom. Behind her, she can hear Jihoon snoring softly. She pushes one of the extra blankets they’d been using last night off her to cool down and then tries to sleep again. But her mind keeps conjuring up those dead people with red eye sockets, some mouths open, all of them soaked in ocean water. The image is too vivid to let her sleep again.

So she rolls over to grab her phone. On her side, so that the light doesn’t affect Jihoon, she scrolls through social media.

Fifteen minutes turn to thirty, thirty to forty. And then Jihoon’s arm reaches for her and tugs her closer. This is the first time she’s been awake when he’s done this. She leans her back into his chest, curling into herself to keep the blue light of her phone away from his eyes.

“Are you awake?” he mumbles.

She looks back at him. His eyes are still closed. “Yeah,” she whispers, turning back around. “Had a nightmare. You sleep.”

The arm draped around her slips underneath her shirt and his hand rubs circles against her skin. “Nightmares?”

“Yeah, I’ll be fine. Just need to keep my mind off it.”

His voice doesn’t rise louder than a whisper. “Talk to me.”

“You have to go in early.” She pats his hand through her shirt. “It’s okay. Sleep, Ji.”

“I’m not tired anymore. See?” Jihoon opens his eyes wide and she can’t help but roll her eyes in response. She shuts off her phone and tosses it to the edge of the bed. Then she turns under his arm. His fingertips graze her spine, but not even that can calm her right now.

Jihoon notices how tense she is and looks down at her. The room is dark, but he can make out shapes. And he can see her eyes. She’s watching him, gaze on his face. “What?”

“Looking at you makes it easier to not think about the dream.”

“Ah.” His eyes close and he goes back to rubbing her back. “If that makes you feel better.”

They’re quiet for a while. While sleep tries to drag him under, he can’t feel her relaxing in his arms. “What’s keeping you awake?”

“The dead people.”

“Were you listening to your murder podcast again?”

“I stopped listening before bed after last time.”

She’s taken to tracing shapes on his chest and it’s making him drowsier. “I told you studying late would exhaust your brain too much.”

“Midterms and lab reports.”

“Well, it’s Saturday tomorrow. You have all day to study for it.”

“Easy for you to say.”

Jihoon knows. Music always came easy to him. While he had to pull late nights during school, he knew that even if his knowledge didn’t transfer well to paper that the music he was producing would make up for most bad grades. It doesn’t work quite so well in a science degree.

“Study until I get home and then we have that party at Seungcheol hyung’s house. You can relax then.”

She sighs. Whatever she’d been doing had clearly not put her to sleep. It was putting Jihoon to sleep instead. Her arm wraps around him and she squeezes him tighter, her cheek against his chest. He can imagine her forcing her eyes closed, trying to get whatever images in her head out of there.

“You have a fast heartbeat,” she comments.

“Do I?”

“Weird since you sound like you’re going to pass out.”

“Mm.”

Sighing, she starts to wiggle away from him. “I can’t sleep. I’m gonna—”

“If you get up, you’ll never get to sleep.”

“I don’t want to keep you up though,” she whines.

“I don’t mind. Come back here. Tell me about the dream.”

“No, you hate when I talk about stuff like it.”

“Jagi, you need to sleep too if you’re going to study all day tomorrow.”

Reluctantly, she shares the dream, starting with a car chase scene. When she’s through, Jihoon’s pretty awake.

She gauges his expression and rests her forehead against his chest. “Told you, you wouldn’t like it.”

“Well… it makes sense why you can’t sleep.”

She moves higher on the pillow so they’re face-to-face. Her breath is warm over his skin. Gently, he covers her shoulder with the blanket. He has moved the second layer onto his side. While he prefers being toasty, he’s learning that she gets restless in her sleep if she’s too warm.

Now he understands that it’s likely nightmares.

“How often do you get nightmares?”

“Happens more in the winter.” She stretches her right arm over her head and then drops it between them. “And your apartment isn’t as temperature controlled as ours.”

“You mean Gyu likes it warm.”

“Seungkwanie lets me leave it cold at night.”

“Should we sleep at your place until spring?” Jihoon runs his hands up and down her skin, this time her side. The talking seems to be soothing her, because he can feel her relaxing under his touch.

She shakes her head. “You like your bed too. Spring’s almost here anyway.”

“But—”

“This is my first nightmare in a while.”

He doesn’t tell her that he pulls the blanket off her when she gets restless at night.

“I’ll be fine.”

Jihoon decides to leave her be. He lifts his arm to invite her closer, hearing her words slurring. She scoots towards him, an arm slipping over his side. He breathes deeply, another trick he’s learned works with her. Eventually, her breathing evens out.

All Jihoon remembers before falling asleep is pressing a kiss to her head and the face of Will Smith with his eyes gouged out.

Next: February 28, 2020

#woozi imagines #woozi scenarios #woozi #lee jihoon scenarios #seventeen scenarios #seventeen imagines #seventeen #svt #tabilrn

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lorenzo-of-slytherin · 5 years

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I was tagged by @complaininginthedark

Rules are you answer the 30 questions then tag 10 people.

1. Nickname: Lorenzo, Countess of Sangria, The Red Baron, Orrence

2. Gender: Would prefer not to have one if possible, she/her pronouns

3. Star sign: Pisces and it’s shit!

4. Height: 5 ft 2.5 or 158.75 cm. The decimals are important.

5. Time: 18:47 here (GMT)

6. Birthday: Pi Day!

7. Fave bands: I listen to a really random variety of music including a lot of classical and ‘world’ music, some pop, operas, quite a lot of metal.

8. Fave solo artist: Tchaikovsky, gay icon and wielder of cannons.

9. Song stuck in your head: It’s the Weekend by Kovacs. (actually it’s Thursday, sad times)

10. Last movie watched: Red Dragon

11. Last show watched: Parks and Rec

12. When did I create my blog: 2013 I think!

13. What do I post: animal pictures, fun facts, memes, feminism

14. Last thing I googled: agender wikipedia (was not sure how to answer Q2).

15. Do you have any blogs: As per tumblr staff: “nice porn blog you’ve got here, would be a shame if anything... happened to it.”

16. Do you get asks: Not in years! Most of my followers are inactive these days, or porn bots. I think I’m following a lot of inactive blogs too. Part of why I’m not on here so much lately.

17. Why did you choose your url: um, it me?

18. Following blogs: 183

19. Followers: 252

20. Fave colour: Red

21. Average hours of sleep: aiming for 8.3, rarely achieving it.

22. Piercings?: Ears, if it weren’t for my job I’d think about eyebrow.

23. Instruments: Piano, double bass, the occasional HONK on an alto sax. I also used to be in a few choirs.

24. What I’m wearing: Pink pyjamas with pink glittery Bambis on; they were a gift.

25. How many blankets do you sleep with: A 14 TOG Winter Duvet and an electric blanket because I like to be Toasty.

26. Dream job: CEO of the charity WWF or maybe holidays/excursions director for a cruise ship.

27. Dream trip: Food tour of India (at least 6 weeks required).

28. Fave food: Epoisses de Bourgogne. Look, I’m making no apologies for my personality at this point. It is what it is.

29. Nationality: British, supposedly, but I’m thinking of emigrating, not that that changes one’s nationality per se.

30. Current fave song: Libiamo ne’lieti Calici from La Traviata.

@osbornelius @teashoesandhair @you-had-me-at-e-flat-major @macroglossus @swingsetindecember @pyotr-ilyich-daddy @fleamontpotter @allthedances

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kingfindekano · 6 years

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tagged by the lovely @jeffreycombs!

last

1. drink - iced tea

2. phone call - my dad i think

3. text message - claire in the dnd gt

4. song you listened to - make your own kind of music - mama cass elliot

5. time you cried - yesterday when one of the main show themes played in Lost

ever

6. dated someone twice? - nooooooo

7. kissed someone and regretted it - no

8. been cheated on - not physically no

9. lost someone special - yep & two of them to the same type of cancer. lung cancer can fuck all the way off

10. been depressed - yes

11. gotten drunk and thrown up - nope

fave colours

12. forest green

13. sky grey

14. stormy blue

in the last year have you…

15. made new friends - yes

16. fallen out of love - never been in love in the last year

17. laughed until you cried - nearly every day rip

18. found out someone was talking about you - not in a negative way

19. met someone who changed you - does that bus tour guide in scotland who made me realize what an absolutely MASSIVE thing i have for scottish accents count

20. found out who your friends are - i’ve never had a “now i know who my real friends are” moment; i’ve been very fortunate in the friend department lol

21. kissed someone on your facebook friends list - nope

general

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know irl - like 93%

23. do you have any pets - not anymore alas. my dad has 3 labs tho & i get to see them when i visit his house

24. do you want to change your name - frequently but it’s too much of a HASSLE

25. what did you do for your last birthday - i don’t remember

26. what time did you wake up today - 8:16

27. what were you doing at midnight last night - reading newmann fics & bouncing around various social media apps. cackling about this one dog picture i saw on peyton’s blog

28. what is something you cant wait for - the next episode of rpdr allstars 3!!!

30. what are you listening to right now - Welcome to the Rock (from Come From Away)

31. have you ever talked to a person named tom - not that i recall

32. something thats getting on your nerves - popcorn chewing noises

33. most visited website - the tungle probably but i go on reddit a fair bit

34. hair colour - dark dark dark brown

35. long or short hair - long

36. do you have a crush on someone - an all-encompassing crush on ben linus from Lost and elizabeth olsen. also jeff goldblum

37. what do you like about yourself - intelligence, music/writing ability, good listener, thick hair that’s useful for keeping my head/neck toasty even tho the house is freezing. also that one freckle on my lip

38. want any piercings? - a second set of ear piercings would be rad

39. blood type - A positive

40. nicknames - rose/hannah rose

41. relationship status - single

42. zodiac - taurus sun, libra rising

43. pronouns - she/her

44. fave tv shows - LOST, TURN AMC, star trek, rpdr, merlin, torchwood, spn, stranger things, parks and rec, the office

45. tattoos - none

46. right or left handed - right

47. ever had surgery - for wisdom teeth

48. piercings - just ears

49. sport - volleyball & the 50m dash away from my responsibilities

50. vacation - my last vacation was a graduation present we’d saved up for for a while–a trip to London & Scotland that was SO GOOD. prob going to zion national park for a few days next!

51. trainers - what

more general

52. eating - just had some carrots & half a loaf of trader joe’s pretzel bread

53. drinking - iced tea, immediately followed by beet/apple/carrot juice from central market, which was a MISTAKE. those aftertastes do. not go well together.

54. i’m about to watch - Lost

55. waiting for - writer’s block to vanish

56. want - the cloudy, cold weather to stay

57. get married - yes

58. career - who knooooowwwwsssssssssssss

which is better

59. hugs or kisses - kisses

60. lips or eyes - eyes

61. shorter or taller - taller

62. older or younger - older

63. nice arms or stomach - stomach

64. hookup or relationship - relationship

65. troublemaker or hesitant - hesitant

have you ever

66. kissed a stranger - nope

67. drank hard liquor - nope

68. lost glasses - no

69. turned someone down - yes

70. sex on first date - no

71. broken someones heart - not that i’m aware

72. had your heart broken - i guEss

73. been arrested - nope

74. cried when someone died - yep

75. fallen for a friend - in love? no. had a passing crush? yes

do you believe in

76. yourself - yes

77. miracles - yes

78. love at first sight - nope but i do believe in a Very Strong Connection at first sight

79. santa clause - omg

80. kiss on a first date - sure

81. angels - yeah

other

82. best friend’s name - adjfjfd i couldn’t say one bc i’ve got around 5 people i consider Best Friends

83. eye colour - blueish. sorta grey or green depending on the day

84. fave movie - either chocolat or mad max fury road

85. fave actor - michael emerson. he’s so COMPELLING

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#me? too lazy to tag 20 people? it's more likely than you think #personal #thanks for the tag!! <3

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get to know me tag!

i didn’t get tagged by anyone but i wanted to do it because it’s fun lmao. this is my simself and i picked for my traits family oriented, dog person, and a perfectionist

1. what is your full name? peyton

2. what is your nickname? my family calls me ‘boo’ but most of my friends call me pey

3. what is your zodiac sign? virgo!

4. what is your favorite book series? probably the percy jackson series

5. do you believe in aliens or ghosts? definitely

6. who is your favorite author? hmhm there’s a lot i love sylvia plath, emily dickinson, harper lee

7. what is your favorite radio station? there’s this one that plays classic rock that i listen to a lot and then another that plays just christmas music which is pretty great

8. what is your favorite flavor of anything? vanilla

9. what word would you use often to describe something great or wonderful? rad, awesome, nice

10. what is your current favorite song? the feeling again by brendan maclean or love of my life by queen

11. what is your favorite word? toasty

12. what was the last song you listened to? dark side of the gym by the national

13. what TV show would you recommend for everybody to watch? parks and rec

14. what is your favorite movie to watch when you’re feeling down? empire strikes back, raiders of the lost ark, spirit: stallion of the cimarron (one of the best movies of all time)

15. do you play video games? mainly just sims and animal crossing and hogwarts mystery

16. what is your biggest fear? death, hospitals, being alone

17. what is your best quality, in your opinion? i’m really passionate and loyal

18. what is your worst quality, in your opinion? i can be selfish and controlling

19. do you like cats or dogs better? they’re both too good for this world but i have a special place in my heart for dogs

20. what is your favorite season? winter or fall!

21. are you in a relationship? nope

22. what is something you miss from your childhood? just feeling happy a lot of the time, being surrounded by friends and never really stressing about the future

23. who is your best friend? my dog zoey

24. what is your eye color? blue but its like yellow around the iris?? idk what’s that about

25. what is your hair color? blonde

26. who is someone you love? my family and my dogs

27. who is someone you trust? my mom

28. who is someone you think about often? cory monteith - i miss him

29. are you currently excited about/for something? probably the holidays- i love this time of year and animal crossing switch!!

30. what is your biggest obsession? dogs, CAPTAIN MARVEL!!!!!

31. what was your favorite TV show as a child? dora the explorer, tellatubbies, the wiggles

32. who of the opposite gender can you tell anything to, if anyone? my brother

33. are you superstitious? sort of but i’m trying to be less because it kind of messes up my life

34. do you have any unusual phobias? being alone i guess

35. do you prefer to be in front of the camera or behind it? depends on the day tbh

36. what is your favorite hobby? reading, writing, listening to music

37. what was the last book you read? i’m currently reading emily dickinson’s collection of poetry

38. what was the last movie you watched? i think it was jurassic world

39. what musical instruments do you play, if any? none

40. what is your favorite animal? i love so many!! dogs, cats, elephants, dolphins, polar bears, all of them really.

41. what are your top 5 favorite Tumblr blogs that you follow? i don’t have a top 5 rn i just like scrolling through new blogs and seeing new content

42. what superpower do you wish you had? telekinesis for sure

43. when and where do you feel most at peace? in my room or in my car driving at night

44. what makes you smile? dogs!!

45. what sports do you play, if any? none - i am the least athletically inclined of my siblings

46. what is your favorite drink? coffee!!

47. when was the last time you wrote a hand-written letter or note to somebody? probably the beginning of this year? when i lived away from my family i wrote them a lot of letters

48. are you afraid of heights? no but sometimes when i’m up super high i get paranoid i’ll jump on accident (if that makes sense?? lmao)

49. what is your biggest pet peeve? people who blame their problems on everyone else, people who can never admit they’re wrong, ignorance

50. have you ever been to a concert? yes! hannah montana and marina and the diamonds

51. are you vegan/vegetarian? nope

52. when you were little, what did you want to be when you grew up? i 100% believed i was going to be a movie star in hollywood or be on broadway

53. what fictional world would you like to live in? hogwarts for sure

54. what is something you worry about? literally everything

55. are you scared of the dark? not really

56. do you like to sing? yes especially in my car

57. have you ever skipped school? yes pretty much all of senior year

58. what is your favorite place on the planet? that’s hard!! san francisco maybe or washington

59. where would you like to live? in a little cabin in the woods with like twenty dogs and goats and cows and cats

60. do you have any pets? two dogs whom i love so much

61. are you more of an early bird or a night owl? both unfortunately

62. do you like sunrises or sunsets better? sunrises

63. do you know how to drive? yes

64. do you prefer earbuds or headphones? i don’t have headphones currently so earbuds

65. have you ever had braces? nope and my dentist yells at me all the time for it

66. what is your favorite genre of music? classic rock currently but i’m trying to listen to all genres (except country - sorry)

67. who is your hero? anyone who fights for social justice

68. do you read comic books? sometimes

69. what makes you the most angry? donald trump, americans (i am american so i annoy myself), people who choose to be racist, sexist, terrible people

70. do you prefer to read on an electronic device or with a real book? real book

71. what is your favorite subject in school? history

72. do you have any siblings? yes two

73. what was the last thing you bought? i think it was my mom’s christmas present

74. how tall are you? 5′6

75. can you cook? i am very good at making spaghetti and that is about it

76. what are three things that you love? family, dogs, music

77. what are three things that you hate? donald trump, littering, people who take advantage/abuse others

78. do you have more female friends or more male friends? definitely more female friends, i have trust issues with men that i’m trying to work on

79. what is your sexual orientation? i’ve only ever liked men but you never know!

80. where do you currently live? hell :) jk i’m not gonna say

81. who was the last person you texted? my mom

82. when was the last time you cried? yesterday when i got my car stuck on a curb and couldn’t move it

83. who is your favorite YouTuber? furrylittlepeach

84. do you like to take selfies? mhm

85. what is your favorite app? twitter

86. what is your relationship with your parent(s) like? pretty good - we disagree on a few things but i’m close with both of them

87. what is your favorite foreign accent? this is kind of a weird question lol idk - i love new york accents especially that one video of the guy yelling at the cat with big eyes

88. what is a place that you’ve never been to, but you want to visit? the smithsonian and scotland!!

89. what is your favorite number? 8

90. can you juggle? not as of right now

91. are you religious? nope

92. do you find outer space of the deep ocean to be more interesting? both but i would really love to see what is at the bottom of the ocean, like what creatures (*cough* mermaids *cough*)

93. do you consider yourself to be a daredevil? depends but yes more so as i’ve gotten older

94. are you allergic to anything? yes a LOT of things

95. can you curl your tongue? no :(

96. can you wiggle your ears? no again :(

97. how often do you admit that you were wrong about something? often! i’ve gotten a lot better about it thankfully

98. do you prefer the forest or the beach? both

99. what is your favorite piece of advice that anyone has ever given you? my parents telling me i could drop out of college because my mental health was so bad (thanks mom and dad!)

100. are you a good liar? for the most part

101. what is your Hogwarts House? gryffindor (ya okay i know we have a bad rep i’m sorry)

102. do you talk to yourself? all the time

103. are you an introvert or an extrovert? introvert

104. do you keep a journal/diary? yes

105. do you believe in second chances? depends on what you did but yes for the most part

106. if you found a wallet full of money on the ground, what would you do? i have a very guilty conscience so i would probably try to find who lost it

107. do you believe that people are capable of change? yes if they really want to

108. are you ticklish? mhm

109. have you ever been on a plane? yup!

110. do you have any piercings? no

111. what fictional character do you wish was real? probably hermoine granger so we could be besties or percy jackson or omg captain marvel because i love her

112. do you have any tattoos? no but i want to get some!!

113. what is the best decision that you’ve made in your life so far? to drop out of my old college which was terrible for my health and go somewhere new where i can be with my family also to see a doctor about my mental health

114. do you believe in karma? sort of - i feel like i see bad stuff happen to good people all the time but i don’t see bad stuff happen to bad people all that often

115. do you wear glasses or contacts? neither

116. do you want children? somedays yes, somedays no

117. who is the smartest person you know? my brother is pretty smart

118. what is your most embarrassing memory? probably getting food poisoning at the movie theater and puking/pooping myself on the way to the bathroom (thank you thanksgiving food)

119. have you ever pulled an all-nighter? i think so?

120. what color are most of you clothes? black/autumn colors

121. do you like adventures? yes!

122. have you ever been on TV? i want to say yes but i honestly can’t remember

123. how old are you? 19

124. what is your favorite quote? either “at the end of the day, we can endure much more than we think we can” by frida kahlo or “i feel there is nothing more artistic than loving people” by vincent van gogh

125. do you prefer sweet or savory foods? both!

#get to know me tag

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