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Still thinking about Nicky and Joe letting the old man side come through even though they look 30 and can’t get the image of them shuffling off to bed together dressed like this out of my mind:

157 notes • Posted 2021-11-27 20:15:27 GMT

A ficlet based off a post I made earlier about Joe and Nicky swapping sun/moon imagery with each other. I could imagine canon Joe with rings or necklaces with the moon incorporated into them, or AU Joe with moonstone earrings or moon phase tattoos, but I wasn’t sure what would fit Nicky. And so I wrote this:

“What’s your favourite colour?” Claudia asks, her voice pulling Nicky out of the light doze he’d fallen into as their train speeds through the countryside.

“Hmm? Oh, I don’t really have a favourite colour,” he says, offering the child a rueful smile.

“Everyone has a favourite colour,” she tells him firmly. Nicky laughs.

“How about... blue.”

Claudia grins. “Blue is a very nice colour. Probably my second favourite.”

“What’s your first favourite?”

“Red,” Claudia says decisively. “Like strawberries.”

She pulls down the little tray table from the seat in front of her and solemnly lays out a series of brightly coloured threads, selecting a light and a navy blue from her hoard.

The bracelet making kit had come from Andy, who’d been waiting for them at the train station and had clearly spent too much time in the newsagents.

“It’s a long journey, and kids get bored,” she’d said, giving Claudia a grin as she handed the kit over. Nicky decided not to mention the colouring book and ziplock bag of Lego he already had in his backpack- Andy seemed pleased with herself, and Claudia was delighted with her gift.

“I’m going to make Mama one when I see her again,” Claudia chatters as she starts to tie knots in the thread. “Her favourite colour is purple. She has a lot of bracelets already, but I think she’ll like mine.”

“I’m sure she’ll love it,” Nicky replies, silently relieved that Joe had messaged not half an hour earlier to say that he’d already taken Claudia’s mother to the safe house. Claudia seems blissfully unaware of the danger she and her family are in, and Nicky would like to keep it that way.

Claudia hums as she twists the threads together, and Nicky is almost on the verge of drifting off again when she asks: “What charm do you want?”

Nicky opens his eyes to find that she’s upended the small box of brightly coloured plastic charms onto the table. There are hearts, and rainbows, and animals, and...

“Could I have this one, please?” Nicky asks, pointing to the charm he’d like.

Claudia nods, and threads it onto the bracelet, tying it into place.

“Here we go,” she says triumphantly, holding out the finished bracelet. “Gimme your hand.”

Nicky obligingly holds out his hand and lets her ties the bracelet around his wrist, thanking her as she sits back to already start work on another. He smiles, watching her grab the purple threads, and touches the yellow smiling sun charm on his bracelet as he closes his eyes once again. He’ll be with Joe again soon.

159 notes • Posted 2021-04-22 20:13:08 GMT

Today in niche content no one asked for: The Old Guard as crimes and misdemeanours of my family over the years

Andy: Forged Lebanese driving license that turned into an underserved British license

Nile: Smuggled a shot of vodka into a football game by disguising it in a tampon wrapper

Joe: Scaled the walls of the British embassy in Egypt in order to steal their flag and humiliate them

Nicky: Accidentally stole a hymn book from Church because he got distracted and forgot he was holding it

Booker: Started a Victorian dating agency that scammed people by promising to find them a perfect match but in actuality just took their money and ran

Quynh: Diamond theft

203 notes • Posted 2021-04-27 17:38:37 GMT

@kiaya mentioned that between Marwan’s pecs and Luca’s thighs they make a top+bottom pair, and so pyjama sharing happened:

Andy, Nile was pretty sure, predated shopping lists. Which went some way to explaining why the scrap of paper she handed to Nile a) wasn’t even a list and b) made no sense at all.

“Okayyyy...” Nile mused as she turned the paper round, making sure she hadn’t missed anything. “Well first of all, you don’t just ‘buy an internet’.”

Andy made a dismissive noise and handed Nile another 500 Euro note as if that solved the issue. Nile didn’t have the energy to argue the point, and instead moved on to her next question:

“I’m not sure I can get Pirozhki here either, this village only has one store and it’s pretty tiny. And French.”

“Just do your best,” Andy said warmly.

“And,” Nile continued, hitting her stride, “you’ve written ‘2 pyjamas’ when there are, in fact, four of us.”

“Yes, but I don’t wear pyjamas,” Andy pointed out.

“That still doesn’t add up.”

“Oh you don’t either? Make it just the one set then.”

Nile took a long, slow breath. Maybe either Nicky or Joe already had a pair, or like Andy didn’t subscribe to the notion of night clothes. Either way, asking questions about the ‘list’ only seemed to confuse things further, so she grabbed her jacket and headed out into the cold.

*****

Joe was only wearing pyjama trousers. Nile felt a little bad.

“I’m sorry, did the top not fit?” she asked. “Sometimes people try things on and put them back in the wrong places, I should’ve checked the label instead of trusting the hanger.”

“No, no, it fits perfectly,” Joe reassured her with a smile. “Thank you, Nile.”

Maybe Joe just didn’t like wearing tops in bed. Nile had an ex like that- he always complained about overheating and never wore any sort of tshirt to sleep. She settled back onto the sofa and thought no more of it, working her way through a bowl of what she thought was granola but may well have been bird feed. Her French was a little rusty and the store had been laid out in a similar fashion to Andy’s list: anything and everything spread out in a jumble.

“Good morning, Nile,” Nicky greeted her as he ambled into the kitchen.

“Mornin’,” Nile replied, then froze for a second as everything finally clicked into place: Nicky was wearing the pyjama top. Ah. That made sense.

“What makes sense?” Joe asked, handing Nicky a cup of coffee.

Damn, Nile hadn’t realised she was thinking aloud.

“I just thought it was weird, initially, Andy telling me just to buy one pair of pyjamas for the two of you.” Nile swallowed her bird feed. “But this makes sense. It’s kind of cute, really.”

“Mmm,” Joe agreed absently, his eyes firmly fixed on where Nicky’s top rode up as he reached up for the bowls on the top shelf. He was wearing boxers underneath, thank goodness, but the way Joe’s eyes glazed over it was like Nicky was wearing nothing at all.

“Told you the top fitted perfectly.”

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Bingo prompt 5: pasta. Make of this what you will.

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mrs-daddyissues · 3 years

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~ C H A P T E R 7 ~

~ Masterlist ~

Pairing: Alfred Pennyworth x OFC

Series Summary: Sarabi Nichols is Bruce Wayne’s life long friend that aids in creating weaponry and making outfits. When she was younger she had a thing for Bruce but now her taste has aged. Considerably. Alfred Pennyworth, Bruce’s guardian and butler is more her style now. Despite this knew found liking, Sarabi feels trapped. She can’t talk to Bruce about it and clearly can’t mention it to Alfred. The only person she has is her best friend, Claudia. Sarabi has to fight the things she feels for the older man because he could never feel the same way back, right?

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Warnings: Sexual innuendo, swearing

Word Count: 4019

Author’s Note:

In this chapter a classic DC character appears (they won’t be a recurring character, just a little nod). I want to preface this by saying I do not own the rights to that character and have also changed their backstory slightly. There’s also a couple of references to previous Batman films. One other thing, I am returning to work in the next few days and that means that my posting schedule with be much less consistent, sorry. Also apologies this chapter’s a bit long but still, I hope you enjoy!

The process of getting Sarabi and Claudia ready for the gala was both stressful and relaxing at the same time. The whole operation took at least 7 hours and the gala started at 7, so they had 9 hours from the time they got up.

It started with the two girls cleaning Sarabi’s bed from all of Sarabi’s previous experiences. They then had a warm bubble bath each and Claudia instructed Sarabi to scrub every inch of her skin.

The two girls then got dressed in simple clothing and Bruce welcomed in his private spa technicians. The lady was named Frida and she had a sidekick Jonathan that was in training. Claudia planned to get Jonathan’s number before quickly realising he was much more interested in Bruce. Sarabi had to hold in her giggles at Claudia’s disappointed face.

Sarabi and Claudia both got their nails done, Claudia’s a dusty sand colour and Sarabi’s a deep red. They each got every follicle of hair removed from their bodies and then a cleansing facial.

After the spa part was taken care of, they bid farewell to Frida and Jonathan and had lunch. It was already 1 o’clock and Bruce was busy looking over the final decor for the mansion.

Sarabi’s mind had been completely distracted from Alfred with everything that had been going on but as soon as she and Claudia stepped foot in the dining room it all came back to her. Alfred wore an apron over his clothes as he dished up their lunches. Sarabi’s heart started beating so fast like a rabbit running from a fox. Claudia noticed her sudden behaviour change and tapped her shoulder.

“Relax girl, I’m right here,” Claudia assured her as the two sat down.

“Thank you, Alfred, this looks amazing,” Claudia’s mouth practically watered at the display in front of her. Claudia rarely got treats like this and she worshipped Alfred’s cooking as much as Sarabi.

“Thanks, Alfred,” Sarabi then dug into her plate of pasta.

“You are more than welcome, ladies. If you need me I’ll be in the ballroom. Master Wayne is being the picky bastard that he is,” Alfred dissed Bruce and Sarabi couldn’t help but laugh.

“Alfred!” Bruce’s voice screamed and Sarabi rolled her eyes. His voice was so whiny and loud. He was clearly stressed because of this gala.

“Master Wayne, I’m coming! Calm the hell down!” Alfred yelled back before turning back the women.

“See what I have to deal with?” Alfred fixed his glasses before rushing off to Bruce.

“Thanks again, Alfred,” Sarabi commented to his retreating form.

“My pleasure,” Alfred turned his head around, bowed slightly and ran off to the ballroom as Bruce continued shouting the house down.

Sarabi gaped after Alfred and kept looking at where he had been just a few seconds before.

“Sarabi!" Claudia waved a hand in front of her zoned out face to get her attention.

“Wow, you must really be in love,” Claudia commented and Sarabi snapped her attention back to her.

“I am not in love. I am infatuated,” Sarabi corrected but couldn’t meet Claudia’s gaze. Sarabi didn’t know if she was in love.

Whenever she saw Alfred her breath came out heavier and her heartbeat quickened. She also became immediately turned on without him needing to do anything. She had no idea what it was she was feeling but she didn’t think it was just lust now.

“No darling, infatuation is short-lived, this has been going on for way too long to just be an infatuation,” Claudia explained with a shoulder shrug.

“Right now it doesn’t matter. Tonight you’re gonna blow him away and maybe get some, you never know,” Claudia beamed as she spoke and Sarabi’s body filled with hope.

“Who knows?” Sarabi finished up her pasta and the two girls talked for longer than they should have. They only had about 5 hours to get the rest of their looks put together and knowing Claudia, she’d take all the time she could get.

It was a good decision on Claudia’s part to start getting ready at 10 o’clock as makeup and hair, on both of them, took a collective 4 hours. Sarabi still can’t believe she sat there for 2 and a half hours while Claudia fussed over what the hairstylist and makeup artist should do. Claudia ended up having her hair parted on the right and curled lightly. She also placed it on her left shoulder. She looked effortlessly and classically beautiful. Claudia had such a unique and model-like look, it was astounding. Claudia also wore more very simple makeup with some golden shimmer on her eyes.

Sarabi was much less fussy about her look but Claudia made up for it by fussing for her. She said it had to be perfect and nothing short of it. Sarabi opted to have her naturally curly hair but part it the same as Claudia. She also had very light makeup but decided to wear a deep red lip to go with her dress.

Once their hair and makeup were done, it was time for the outfits to come together. It was 6:30 and Claudia planned for the two of them to be fashionably late. Claudia had this all planned out like it was a spy mission.

“I’m gonna go down first and find Bruce and Alfred. I’ll tell them that you should be down any minute and then there you are. You come down that staircase like you own the joint, which you will,” Claudia further reiterated her point with large hand motions.

“Don’t you wanna walk down together?” Sarabi asked, confused. She thought they’d be much more powerful together.

“No, because how will we know if Alfred is watching? You need him to be watching. Cause once he sees you and your assets, he’ll swoon,” Claudia reassured as she stepped into her dress. Sarabi helped her pull it up and was stunned by Claudia’s effortless beauty. The dress Claudia wore was gorgeous. It was a golden, spaghetti-strapped Jovani gown with a sweetheart neckline.

“Wow, I look hot but not as hot as you. Let’s get you dressed,” Claudia spun around quickly before picking up Sarabi’s gown.

“Holy shit! You’re gonna look so hot,” Claudia assisted Sarabi in getting the dress on and Claudia’s mouth dropped. Her eyes bugged out and she gasped.

“Sarbi! You look stunning! You look perfect,” Claudia moved aside so she could peer in the mirror and Sarabi didn’t even recognise herself. It was a Lora tight-fitting, multiway red gown that accentuated her silhouette. She sported it with both straps coming straight down over her breasts and there was a small court train behind her. It was made of satin and shone in the light.

“Fuck! I do,” Sarabi marvelled at how extraordinary she looked.

“How are we doing for time?” Sarabi asked as the nerves started building up again. She was anxious to impress Alfred but was also scared about the other men and how they’d drool over her.

“Gala just started,” and just as Claudia answered, a large bout of laughter filled the house.

“There they are,” Sarabi put on her silver diamond high heels and her silver necklace with an eye-catching ruby in the centre. She also put on her matching earrings while Claudia put on her limited accessories.

The two girls turned and looked at each other. They nodded which was a mutual sign of their readiness to steal the spotlight.

They waited for a while, just doing small touch-ups here and there.

“It is now 7:14, in about 5 minutes or so I’ll text you to walk down. Good luck, you’ll rock it,” Claudia gave her a large hug before walking down to the party.

Sarabi could feel the nerves gradually build up as she stood there waiting for her text. She hated living to impress a man but this was the only reason she was there. She wanted Alfred to feel the same things she had been feeling for the past weeks. For Alfred, she made an exception. She was going to this gala for one thing and one thing only, to impress a man.

Just then she got a text from Claudia.

They’re ready. I requested this song by the way. Steal the show xx

Sarabi could hear Feeling Good by Michael Bublé start playing and she snickered. Claudia stood by the fact that walking to this song screamed power and Sarabi didn’t disagree.

Sarabi made her way to the staircase and peered around the corner. She could see a clear path from the top of the stairs of Wayne Manor to Claudia, Bruce and Alfred’s spot in the ballroom.

Sarabi’s breath caught in her throat when her eyes spotted Alfred. He was dressed in a simple black and white suit with a red and black bow tie. Even though it was simple, he made it look like the most sophisticated and classy thing on the planet.

She breathed out heavily and then harnessed all the sexual feelings she had for Alfred. She used these to fuel her confidence as she made her way to the top of the stairs. She leant into her right hip and looked around the ballroom with her head held high. She noticed the many men and women who turned to look at her.

Sarabi’s skin glowed under the chandelier and the satin of her dress gleamed with it. She looked ethereal, like a Greek goddess but also dangerous, like a vampire or siren looking to capture the hearts and souls of men. She looked and walked like a seductress. But there was only one man on her mind and she locked eyes with him as she stalked down the stairs slowly, deliberately.

Every man and woman in the room watched her make her way down the grand staircase. The song, her outfit, everything about her was exquisite, graceful and demanding. She commanded the attention of everybody in the room and those who were facing the other way felt the sudden urge to turn around as well. Each step she took, another head turned in her direction until every person was under her spell. Sarabi loved the power she had and enjoyed how each person was lost for words.

Alfred also couldn’t take his eyes off Sarabi and it seemed like he was caught in a whirlpool, not being able to pull himself out of her grasp. His jaw dropped as she looked at him with the same intensity. Alfred always found Sarabi beautiful, she was easily one of the most attractive women he had ever laid eyes on but tonight she blew all the competition out of the park. She looked powerful, dangerous and dominant. Alfred was hexed by her and trapped in her spell. She was a sweet siren singing a song in the water and he had followed her in and drowned. He had drowned in her beauty and had no complaints whatsoever. She held all the power over him and he let her take up all the room in his mind.

Alfred felt nervous but excited as she strutted towards him slowly, knowing exactly what she did to him. Sarabi revelled in the power she had other Alfred at this moment. She could see the way he licked his lips and watched her intently with his deeply inquisitive brown eyes.

“Sarbi, my God you look beautiful,” Bruce commented, handing her a champagne glass.

“Thanks, Bruce. You look like shit,” Sarabi joked while taking a sip of the champagne.

“Just kidding, you look amazing as always,” Sarabi exaggerated her movements and Bruce scrunched up his nose mockingly.

Sarabi looked at Alfred and watched his eyes look over her body carefully. He didn’t miss an inch of her, he took in every little bit. Sarabi had her intended effect as Alfred’s tongue tied itself into knots. He didn’t know what to say but when his eyes made their way back to Sarabi’s, she smirked and Alfred blushed lightly. ‘She caught me!’ Alfred thought as he panicked internally.

“Miss Nichols, you look stunning,” Alfred was hypnotised by her very being and Sarabi smirked brightly but could feel her mouth go dry at his compliment.

“Thank you, Alfred. You look good yourself,” Sarabi commented, snatching all the breath from his lungs. Alfred nodded quickly before downing the rest of his drink.

“Thank you, Miss Nichols,” he croaked out quickly before grabbing another glass of champagne.

“Sarbi, you have taken the words from my mouth. Sarabi, the light of my life, fire of my loins,” Claudia quoted as Sarabi chuckled.

“Claudia, what the hell are you even saying?” Sarabi looked at Claudia but kept an eye on Alfred. He was still transfixed and trying to gain his urbane, charming persona again.

“It’s from the book I’m reading but you look hot as hell,” Claudia gave her the flattering remark as she also finished her drink.

“Thanks, Claudia, you have set fire to my loins as well,” Sarabi laughed with Claudia at her misquote.

“I think you’ve set fire to a certain somebody’s loins,” Claudia observed as she whispered to Sarabi.

“Shut up,” Sarabi blushed at the thought of Alfred being turned on by her but she knew it had to be true. Nobody acts like Alfred just did if they weren’t turned on to some extent.

“Ma’am, would you care to dance with me?” A man asked from behind Sarabi. She turned around and nearly choked on her champagne. It was some old, balding man with a beer gut. He wore a simple suit and reeked of way too much cologne. He wore even more than Bruce.

Sarabi looked back at Claudia for help. She had been at the gala for less than 5 minutes and the men in the building were already asking her to dance. Claudia gestured with her head and gave a small thumbs up. Sarabi cringed but turned back to the man with a smile. She looked Alfred’s way and noticed the way his jaw clenched.

“Of course,” Sarabi took his hand as he led her out to the dance floor.

While they danced he asked a million questions. He asked how old she was, what she did for a living, how she knew Bruce and so forth. He was the most boring man on the planet but Sarabi didn’t want to piss him off.

“Do you mind if I step in?” A younger man around Sarabi’s age questioned and the older man pulled Sarabi closer to him. This man was tall and skinny with pale skin. He wore a green suit with black gloves and a pair of thick-rimmed glasses. From the suit alone Sarabi could tell he was eccentric and would fit right with Claudia. He wasn’t bad looking, just not her type.

“Can’t you see we’re busy,” the older man stated and Sarabi pursed her lips in annoyance. This younger man noticed that and put a hand on the man’s shoulder.

“I think it’s time for the lady to move on,” the younger man was persistent and grabbed Sarabi’s waist and pulled her away.

“Fine, you can have her anyways,” the older man walked off defeated and Sarabi started dancing with the young man.

“Edward Nygma, and you are?” Edward asked with a kind smile.

“Sarabi Nichols, nice to meet you,” Sarabi thought the man was cute but her eyes were set on another man.

They danced around the floor and Edward kept his hand chastely on her waist, unlike the old man who tried countless times to move it lower. He seemed gentlemanly enough but something about those dark eyes said otherwise.

“You definitely know how to catch people’s attention, don’t you Sarabi?” Edward queried as Sarabi caught sight of Alfred. He looked mad in every way. His jaw was still clenched and he grasped his champagne glass so hard in his hand it might smash. ‘He’s jealous,’ Sarabi celebrated in her head as Alfred kept a stern eye on her and Edward.

“I clearly caught yours,” Sarabi commented quickly and Edward smirked at the snark response.

“I actually wanted to ask about your friend there in the gold dress,” Edward moved his head to the side and Sarabi smiled knowingly.

“Ah yes, Claudia Flynn her name is, I think she’d like you too,” Sarabi was glad to set up Edward with her bestie but she wanted something from him too.

“Do you think you could introduce me?” Edward looked Claudia’s way and Sarabi watched his eyes glinted with lust.

“Most certainly but I need you to do something for me first,” Sarabi smiled as Claudia looked bored out of her mind.

“Within reason, what is it, Sarabi?” Edward was a much better dancer than the older man from before. He had at least some rhythm that Sarabi could easily keep up with.

“There is a man in here I have my eyes on and I want you to help me-”

“Make him jealous? Easy,” Edward finished her sentence and Sarabi nodded.

“Are we in his eye-line?” Edward inquired and Sarabi gave him another nod.

“Move your hand lower,” Sarabi demanded and Edward complied, moving his hand close to her butt. Sarabi glanced at Alfred and if he were a cartoon steam would be blowing from his ears. Sarabi loved having the switch flipped for the night where he was the one having trouble controlling his feelings.

“Move closer to me,” Sarabi pulled him in until their bodies were practically rubbing against each other. To an onlooker, they looked like they were having a very sensual moment and Alfred was one of them.

They danced like this for a while until Sarabi took it a step further by locking eyes with Alfred. While she looked in his eyes, she whispered something in Edward’s ear.

“It’s working, thank you,” Sarabi made it look much more sybaritic than it actually was, brushing her blood-red lips against his ear.

“No problem as long as I get to meet, Claudia,” Edward whispered back and Sarabi gave a light giggle.

“I’m guessing that was for him?” Edward asked, slightly confused.

“Yeah, I’m gonna pretend you’re saying something really funny,” Sarabi started laughing uproariously while a man started talking to Alfred.

She watched gleefully as Alfred tried to keep his attention on the man he was talking to. Sarabi’s orbs locked with his and she let them do all the talking. She hoped that Alfred would get what she was trying to get across and from his loss of exasperation and now just desire, she was pretty sure he did. She looked away before she got trapped in their beauty.

“It worked, let me introduce you,” Sarabi grabbed his hand and led him over to Claudia who’s eyes bugged out.

“Claudia Flynn meet Edward Nygma, Edward meet Claudia,” Sarabi introduced the two and gave a wink to Claudia.

“I’ll let you guys get acquainted,” Sarabi added cheekily before letting them talk to each other.

Sarabi stepped away with a large grin. She hoped Claudia had some fun tonight. Sarabi then felt a light tap on her shoulder. She turned around to find Alfred standing there with his calm and collected charisma back.

“Would you care to dance, Miss Nichols?” Alfred held his hand out for her and she took it gratefully.

“It would be my pleasure, Alfred,” Sarabi let Alfred lead her onto the dance floor. He pulled her in so quickly it stole the breath from her lungs. Their chests touched as Alfred placed his right hand dangerously low on her hip and held her right hand out to the side. Sarabi wrapped her left hand around his shoulder as they waltzed to the beautiful melody playing from the band.

“You seemed mad before, Alfred, do you not like Mr Nygma?” Sarabi asked with the right amount of sarcasm to tease him.

“No I do not like Mr Nygma, he is not a good person. I don’t think he’d be very good for you,” Alfred responded staring directly into her eyes. The eye contact made Sarabi’s insides churn with desire. This desire directly manifested itself in her eyes for Alfred, and only Alfred, to see.

“And how do you know which boys are good for me?” Sarabi held the bait over his head hoping he would jump and take it. It was fun to tease Alfred and she wanted to see him crack.

“I know a lot of things, Miss Nichols, I am incredibly experienced,” Alfred whispered down into her ear, his breath trailing goosebumps down her neck.

“Is that so? Well, what was wrong with that handsome Edward Nygma boy?” Sarabi interrogated, hoping that Alfred would whisk her away to her bedroom and ruin her. The thought of Alfred defiling her as he did in her dreams made her core pulse with need. She was trying to regain control but was slowly being pulled towards Alfred’s magnetic force field.

“He used to work for Gotham P.D. as a forensic scientist before he got fired for hiding evidence. He served a small sentence and now is some sort of scientist. He’s suspicious and untrustworthy,” Alfred elucidated as he whisked her around the dance floor.

“Well I thought he was quite charming,” Sarabi lied through her teeth. Edward was nice but not that charming, she just wanted to push Alfred’s buttons.

“Well you seemed a bit distracted and it wasn’t by his charm, was it?” Alfred spun Sarabi out and back into his chest. Sarabi nearly whimpered at the control Alfred was exerting over her but she kept it under wraps. His manhandling was exciting her more than she expected.

Just as she thought her body couldn’t heat up anymore, the music changed to a Latin beat.

“The tango, my favourite kind of dance,” Sarabi added with a hint of sultry before wrapping her leg around his and bending her back. She swung around until she came back up to meet his eyes, fired up with passion.

“I quite like tango as well, Miss Nichols, do you know how to do it properly?” Alfred squeezed her hip tighter as he moved them faster around the dance floor.

“I have taken some classes, though I heard it’s pretty hard, I didn’t do too badly,” Sarabi answered while Alfred spun her around with the expertise of a professional dancer.

“Have you done this before, Alfred?” Sarabi inquired curiously. She never took Alfred as the dancing type but by the way he moved, he must have some sort of background.

“Oh many times, Miss Nichols but I do have to admit I’m a bit rusty,” Alfred confessed while dancing so well that the other dancers started taking notice.

Alfred and Sarabi continued the sensual dancing they were doing. Their bodies moved with the perfect fluidity like they had done it many times before. Their bodies moulded together on the dance floor like they were made for each other. The dance was making Sarabi feel elated beyond compare. She was finally having a passionate moment with Alfred, even if they were just dancing.

The music came to a stop, disappointing both Sarabi and Alfred. They both wanted this moment to last forever, having never shared something so hedonistic and lascivious. Alfred, being the gentleman he was, grabbed her hand and led her away from the crowd of men waiting to ask her to dance.

“Not too hard is it?” Alfred teased as he handed a champagne glass to Sarabi with a sly smirk. She took a sip and slowly and seductively wiped her lips clean. She watched as Alfred’s eyes flickered to her lips and a surge of yearning filled them. Sarabi knew what her next play was so she looked down to his crotch and slowly back to his eyes, making sure he saw her look. She moved closer and placed her lips next to his ear.

“Semi-hard I’d say,” Sarabi teased back with a lecherous wink before walking away, adding an extra sway to her hips. Which left Alfred in a puddle of confusion, frustration and lust.

<<CHAPTER 6<< ~ ~ ~ >>CHAPTER 8>>

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corneliaswalls · 3 years

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Thank you to my dear lover @dependsonwhospitching for tagging me on this one, and also @cowboylarries and @harrysuits for tagging me as well, you all are lovely 💕

===Picrew + screenshots===

Picrew: I don't know what am I supposed to say about it, but that's kinda me, hi!

Lookscreen: I have the one and only, my dear vitya, is a draw by @qulfeeh and I just love it so much, it's been there for a while lol

Last song I listened to: to be fair, I don't even know that song haha it was on shuffle last night while I was studying and well, there you go

Last pic I saved: Gojou! Hahaha lovely man, I don't have the url but the author is in the draw I think, so beautiful.

=== four songs i've heard today ===

I haven't even listened to one yet haha but i'll put the ones i've been obssesed with lately

1.- Montero (call me by your name) - Lil nas x

2.- Yes girl - Bea Miller

3.- Verbatim - Mother Mother (I blame tiktok for this one)

4.- Kaikai kitan - Eve

=== seven comfort films ===

1.- The emperor's new groove (it's just TENG, Vera and I against the world)

2.- Titanic (yeah, I know, sorry! I see young leo dicaprio and I go wild)

3.- Love, Rosie (again, I see sam claflin in any movie and I go wild)

4.- Ratatouille (aka the best pixar movie and you can fight me on this one idgaf)

5.- The longest yard

6.- Shrek 2 (honestly all of the shrek movies, they're just neat I guess)

7.- Cinderella (idk but she's an icon)

=== get to know me ===

Name/ nickname: Alejandra and for nicknames Ale, Alex, Jandra, Al

Star sign: Pisces (yup, rumours are true, I cry a lot about e v e r y t h i n g)

Favorite bands/groups: Ofc not one direction

Favorite solo artist: Taylor, Louis, Harry, Katy Perry is great, Bowie, etcccc

Song stuck in my head: montero is on a loop inside my brain rn

Last movie: scent of a woman

Last show: jujutsu kaisen lol, I just finished it today!

When did I create this blog: last year? I used to have another one that I created in 2013 I think but fandom became too much and I just deleted it but here we are again!

What do I post about: Larry, taylor, my weird hyperfixations

Last thing I google: a microwave brownie recipe hahaha I was hungryyy last night

Other blogs: I don't have any

Do I get asks: meh, sometimes, mostly hate anons that I just ignored LOL

Why did I choose this url: my favorite Taylor's song is cornelia street, my favorite Louis' song is walls and bam! Corneliaswalls (so smart)

Following: no idea

Followers: no idea

Average hours of sleep: like 4 hrs?? 5 in a good day

Lucky number: 8

Instruments: I wish lol

What am I wearing: sweatpants, one of my dad's tshirt that I stole and the always trusty tpwk hoodie

Dream job: idk, maybe something related to what am studying rn but I also want to open a coffee shop one day, sounds nice

Dream trip: prob Japan, I'm that kind of person haha

Favorite food: pasta, pastapastapasta, any pasta. And those salad bowls that have like hundreds of things, yeah those are fine as hell

Nationality: mexican (arriba el centroooo)

Favorite song: rebel rebel - Bowie. I am who I am thanks to that song and man

Last book I read: red, white and royal blue, I think? Was good

Three fictional universes you'd like to live in: in one where I'm a millionaire, that's it.

Anygays, that was fun!! Now you know me a little bit more? I'm tagging @gettingdizzyoh @strongbabycali @skyfulloflarry @imbellarosa but please feel free to ignore if you want it. 💕

#tag game

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fancycolours · 3 years

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I was tagged by my good friend @baycitystygian Thanks Heather!

Rules: answer 30 questions and tag 20 blogs you’d love to know more about!

Name: Lexie

Nickname(s): Lex, Mrs. Lamm, Chicago, Chicago Queen, and Sunshine

Gender: Female

Star sign: Libra

Height: 5′3″

Time: 6:15 A.M.

Birthday: October 1st

Favorite bands: Chicago, Tears for Fears, Styx, The Beatles, The Beach Boys

Favorite solo artist: Robert Lamm

Song stuck in my head: “Another Rainy Day In New York City”- Chicago

Last movie: I haven’t watched any movies in a very long time.

Last show: The news... lol.

When did I create this blog: June of 2014.

What do I post: Classic Rock, cats, and aesthetics are like the main things. Idk, just whatever I dig really. I see something I like and go “Ooo, gotta throw that on the blog!”

Last thing I googled: Emojipedia. Where I get all my emojis I use.

Other blogs: Nope! This is the only one!

Do I get asks: Occasionally~ Love it when I do! My mutuals are the grooviest and so kind!

Why I chose my URL: I was really into British Invasion bands and Sixties music when I first joined this website. So I chose a URL to reflect that. I’m always tempted to change it but I can’t bring myself to do so because I’ve had this one for so long, y’know? It’s my brand, man... Guess I’m attached to it?

Following: 390

Followers: I’ll leave it up to you to take a guess. ;P

Average hours of sleep: Anywhere from 5-8 hours.

Lucky number: 25... or 6... or 4... Just kidding! I don’t have one. *finger guns*

Instruments: My voice is my instrument! (I love to sing! haha.) Real talk though, I would love to be able to play the piano and bass guitar. Those are my dream instruments right there. And my favorite instruments too.

Dream job: I want to be a singer in a band! Let’s go with that! Also want to own my own antique store or record shop someday. One can dream, right?

Dream trip: England, Ireland, California, and Chicago (the city) lmao.

Favorite food: Chicken, Pizza, Pasta, Salad, and French Onion Soup.

Nationality: American

Favorite Song: All of Chicago’s songs are my favorite ofc. I mean, come on... I live and breathe their music. Most people should know this by now. The audacity!

Last book read: I haven’t read any books since High School... You kidding me? lol.

Top three fictional universes I’d like to live in: Never really thought about this. Honestly I don’t have anything in mind. I would absolutely love to time travel back to the 1960s and 1970s though. Can I just say that?... I’m saying that!

I’ll tag: @herownsunshinefactory @beatlesgirlfab @good-evening-mr-kaplan @imcompletelylost @mazzellyo @gingermoonrising @eyeofthedevils @hoppkorv @piecesofmybackpages @evacuateplanetearth and whoever else wants to do it!

#tag games

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maade-of-stardust · 3 years

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Thanks to @pamouche for tagging me! Rules: answer these questions and tag some people you are contractually obligated to know better

Name/Nickname: I’m Valentina, but people call me V, Val, Vale, sometimes Tina too (but I hate it).

Gender: Female

Star sign: ☀️ Cancer, 🌙 Leo, ⬆️ Libra

Height: 1.65cm

Time: 12:50pm cet

Birthday: July

Favourite solo artist: Too many! I love Bowie, ofc, but also Harry Styles, Brandon Urie, and many indie artists from my country like Gazzelle and Franco126.

Song stuck in my head: Right now, Blue Jeans by Franco126, this morning was Hide and Seek by Imogen Heap.

Last movie: Yesterday I was watching Knives Out but I didn’t have time to finish it.

Last show: The Big Bang Theory. A classic.

When did I create this blog: Last week lol but I had another one that I created in 2019.

What do I post: Mostly skamverse related thing.

Last thing I googled: High Rise Jeans Zara.

Other blogs: my old one but I don’t use it anymore @universe-n-3276

Do I get asks: Rarely, but I love when it happens!

Why I chose my url: because I wanted something related to my ao3 acc, since it was already taken.

Following: 98 but I’m still trying to remember who I used to follow on my old blog.

Followers: Not many, since as I said, this blog is just one week old.

Average hours of sleep: 8 if I’m lucky.

Lucky number: 17

Instruments: Guitar and Piano, but I suck.

What am I wearing: my pajamas lol

Dream job: Photographer.

Dream trip: North America or North Europe (Norway, Finland, Sweden, Denmark).

Favourite food: Probably cappelletti in brodo, but also carbonara or pasta salmon and vodka.

Nationality: Italy, as if my favorite foods didn’t already give me away lol.

Favourite song: It changes daily.

Last book read: Pride and Prejudice.

Top three fictional universe's I'd like to live in: Skamverse, Harry Potter-verse (magic, duh?!), fictional ancient greek with all the gods and goddesses.

I tag: I don’t knoww! Most of my moots already did it! So, maybe, if they want to do it @cleocc , @invisibleme , @alittleemo and whoever wants to be tagged in it lol

#this was nice :)

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lavendersuh · 3 years

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about me tag

tagged by: @d-nghy-ck thank u B :))

rules: share about yourself, then tag people you want to know better!

tagging: @neoangsthours @rouiyan @smileysuh @crownily do it if u want !

name/nickname: Emily but i’m trying out Em here lol

gender: she/her/hers

star sign: gemini sun, leo moon, scorpio rising aye

height: 5′0″ (153cm)

time: afternoon

birthday: may 28

favorite band: kpop - nct, got7, skz, ateez and bts; other - the aces! a female pop rock band i loveeee

favorite solo artists: don’t listen to a ton of solo stuff other than taemin oops. in other music - taylor swift and carly rae jepsen rn, king princess, banks, lorde, zella day (i love female vocals but then only really stan k-boy groups make it make sense)

song stuck in my head: right where you left me - taylor swift (its so country but god its so catchy lol)

last movie i watched: doc hollywood w my mom!

last tv show i watched: bridgerton! it was so so good aaaah rn i’m watching ‘because this is my first life’

when i created this blog: late 2019 but didn’t really start using it actively til a few months ago

last thing i googled: i’m applying to a ton of scholarships so i googled if its appropriate to use a letter of rec on more than one application lmao

other blogs: @sokkigarden is my main blog and its a dumpster fire of all my interests, @gardener-totheside is where i archive all the fanfic i read on here, and @endorablerey is my star wars dumpster fire since its such a big interest lol

do i get asks? occasionally!! i really appreciate it when i do :D

following: 500 exactly?? lol i need to go through and weed out inactive blogs soon

followers: on this account i have 315, and on my sw and main blogs i have around 275 each

why i chose my url: i love love love the purple aesthetic and i’ve always very much vibed with lavender smells, the plant, and the color. and when i made this url lucas was my ult lol might change it but the links aaaah

average hours of sleep: prob 6-7, 8 on a good day

lucky number: 8! my fam has a lot of birthdays revolving around 8 so it always kinda stuck

instruments: i used to play the flute for a few years in middle school band! i loved it but the pressure to join marching band was killer at my school so i just quit altogether ope

what i’m wearing: a sweater and jeans lmao very typical winter attire for me!

dream trip: literally anywhere i want to travel so so bad!! i haven’t been out of the states, and i was supposed to travel in china for a few weeks last year (but that obviously didn’t happen lmao) and i’m trying to study abroad at a uni in seoul but we will see if that ever happens!! it keeps getting post poned!! other than that i would love to travel through europe, especially france

favorite food: i love pastas and noodles, and RICE, and also chips and guacamole (specifically my mom’s guac), and i love anything seafood wow i am hungry oops

nationality: American

favorite song: hmmm thats so tough lol according to spotify boy w luv is my number one of all time (i used bts and then eventually all of kpop to cope w shit last summer lmao) but i would say fav song is “i would do anything for you” by foster the people, its a song from my childhood car rides around town hehe

top 3 fictional universes: star wars ofc, studio ghibli towns, and any YA fantasy world lol

#tag game

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hermannsthumb · 5 years

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Hi! it's me again, the person who named their cat after Newton. Just wanted to share a thing that happened today I let him out and like 20 min later an older gentleman calls me to say that my dumbass of a kitten had followed him home. I had to drive over there to get him (he was fine btw, the man was really nice and even gave him some food). But like, newmann au where Hermanns cat runs away and attractive stranger Newt takes care of the kitten until Hermann comes to get him.

Anonymous said: i hc that 1 of many reasons hermann loves cats is bc they're like tiny lil mathematicians!! calculating angles n trajectory before they jump, evaluating the way things move etc. no-kaiju au hermann has 2 clever cats n finds out that newt loves cats too, so they kind of hook on to that as a small talk prompt so they don't kill each other. but one day herms has to drop smth off @ newts n finds out his cat is The Most Stupid Orange Boy Ever bc like what did he expect. ofc he loves them both anyway.

i loved both of these messages so much and i love newt and hermann and cats so im....making a little ficlet combining the two (with some stretching of the anon message)...this is SO hallmark channel original its atrocious

Hermann’s never been the type for pets, not even when he was a child. Nor has he ever been the type for caring for really any living thing. He’s not the nurturing type. He had a small terrarium with a turtle as a child (a birthday gift from a relative who’s long dead at this point) and kept a houseplant for a month (a housewarming gift from an overenthusiastic neighbor in the flat next door), but his sister claimed ownership of the turtle when he went off for university and he hasn’t seen it since, and the plant quickly withered and died from lack of natural sunlight.

But the winter months always hit Hermann the hardest (seasonal depression compounded on top of regular depression compounded on top of Hermann’s semi-self-inflicted aching loneliness), and moving across an ocean and even further away from everything he knows is hardly helping, which is why his new therapist suggested he get a pet. An emotional support pet, he thinks they’re called. Something for Hermann to look after and have as his companion so he doesn’t spend every moment he’s not lecturing at the nearby university staring out his bedroom window at the ice and the frost and the snow and contemplating his own existence and the aforementioned aching loneliness.

So Hermann got a cat. It was either that, or try to make friends, and he’s never been good at making friends either.

It’s a nice little cat, a small grey-and-white tabby, and Hermann took a shine to it immediately at the local humane society when it peered through the cage at him with big brown eyes and mewed. If Hermann were another man, he might say he took a shine to it because it was cute.

It’s a clever cat, and fairly easy to co-habitat with, too. Hermann feeds it twice a day (morning, before lecturing, and evening, after lecturing) and buys it a scratching post and toys so it doesn’t ruin his furniture. In return, the little cat sometimes curls up on his lap as he grades assignments and on the great empty space in Hermann’s bed every night when Hermann lays down to sleep. Often it will lick Hermann’s hand, as if it’s trying to groom him, or present its plush mouse toys to Hermann as gifts in return for a head scratch. Hermann’s rather fond of it, to his immense surprise. He thinks it’s fond of him.

It’s why he’s near frantic now. He had his front door propped open for a single moment--just long enough to balance his cane with his grocery bags--and his cat took the chance and bolted past him down the hallway. By the time Hermann gathered his bearings and tore after it, it was completely gone. No way of telling where it may be, whether it ran up or down the staircase, whether it ducked into the elevator with another renter, whether it’s even still in the complex.

Hermann didn’t even name the bloody thing yet. How is he supposed to call for it?

He heats up a miserable dinner of leftover pasta and considers what to do next. His cat hasn’t a name, but it does have a collar with Hermann’s cellular number and name on it (suggested by the humane society, and Hermann, ever paranoid, was all too happy to go along with it). If someone finds his cat, they’ll surely call him. He hopes.

There are no phone calls through dinner. Hermann is too worried to grade the stack of assignments cluttering up his kitchen table and spends the evening staring out the window at the ice, and the frost, and the snow...

His cell phone rings; Hermann answers it immediately. “Hello?” he says.

“Uh, Hermann Gottlieb?” someone says.

“Yes,” Hermann says. “Yes, that’s me. Hello.”

“I think I found your cat.”

Newton, as the man on the other end of the phone introduces himself, lives a mere two floors below Hermann (Hermann is out the door and in the elevator before he’s even hung up) and found Hermann’s cat wandering the ground floor when he came home from work. Also at Hermann’s university, to Hermann’s surprise, but biology. (Newton is very talkative; he learns a lot aout him very, very quickly.) He hadn’t even meant to take it home, he explains, it just sort of...followed him.

“Maybe he smelled my cat on me,” he laughs, once he’s shown a still-frantic Hermann into his flat. It’s messy and a little cramped, with coffee mugs and open textbooks and half-finished crochet projects strewn about, movie posters and anatomical diagrams and sketches of plants plastered up all over the (lime green) walls. Messy and cramped, and somehow immensely, and strangely, appealing.

Newton himself is strangely appealing, too. He’s about Hermann’s age, short and scruffy, with tattoos and pierced ears and thick glasses, but he smiles brilliantly at Hermann, touches his shoulder and back companionably as he steers him into his sitting room, has a loud laugh that makes Hermann feel warm and pleasant.

(Newton, Hermann admits to himself, is also cute.)

“This your little guy?” Newton says, picking up Hermann’s cat from his dingy couch. He scratches behind its ears, and it starts purring and nuzzling Newton’s chest immediately.

It is, indeed, Hermann’s grey and white tabby cat. “That’s him,” Hermann sighs. “I really am sorry about this.”

Newton smiles. “It’s fine, dude. He and my cat were chilling.” He nods back to the couch, where a fat orange and white cat is chewing on one of the tassels of Newton’s pillows. Hermann almost hadn’t seen it. “He’s such a dumbass,” Newton says, looking at the fat cat fondly, and then turns his smile on Hermann again. “Anyway, wanna stay for a bit?”

Hermann blinks in mild bewilderment. “Stay?” he says.

Newton has not stopped scratching Hermann’s cat behind the ears. “I just made a pot of coffee,” he says. “I have beer, too. Or,” he starts talking faster, clearly embarrassed, “you can just go if you want, obviously, sorry, you don’t have to--”

“I’d like coffee,” Hermann says. “If you wouldn’t mind.”

“Ha! Cool!” Newton says. “Lemme--” He thrusts Hermann’s cat back at him. “Get comfortable. I’ll be right back. Half and half? Sugar? Coffee, I mean, how do you want it?”

“Black,” Hermann says, holding his purring cat with one hand. “No sugar.”

Newton shoots him two thumbs up and scurries off into his kitchen, and Hermann eases himself down onto the sofa next to the fat orange cat. “What an odd little man,” he says to it. It blinks at him, then continues chewing on the pillow happily.

Hermann can’t seem to stop smiling. He catches sight of the window (nearly obscured by gaudy curtains and window gel clings that are five holidays out of season), and--for the first time in weeks--can’t seem to bring himself to care about the dreary grey winter, either.

Hermann leaves Newton’s flat two hours later, warm, happy, his cat tucked under his arm and Newton’s cell phone number (signed with a long string of x’s and o’s) tucked into his shirt pocket, a dinner date looming on his horizon.

(He moves in with Newton a year later.)

#newmann #maria's fanfiction tag #brought to u by my winter depression and my fat orange cat sitting next to me as i type #intellectualpencil

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bangtantannie · 5 years

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Alphabet Tag!

i was tagged by @tinyjhs and @taesangels thank you so much and I’m sorry I took so long 💕 💕 💕

Imma put a line break because it’s lengthy

a// age: 19

b// birthplace: States of United America

c// current time: 12:00pm

d// drink you last had: water (and children’s cold medicine)

e// easiest person to talk to: GOD so many,, I think you know who you are so I won’t drop names cause this post would only get longer

f// favorite songs: Rn? PROMISE BY BBY JIMIN GO STREAM IT’S A GOD SEND; Spring Day, Epilogue: Young Forever, Pied Piper, Waste It On Me, Trivia: Seesaw, Answer: Love Yourself,, You know what, just dm me if you want a full list this gonna take ages (did you see my spotify unwrapped,, pls ya gorl needs variety if she gon dedicate half her life to music)

g// grossest memory: Do y’all wanna know?? Uhhh damb... I shat myself when I was like 4? 5?

h// horror yes or horror no: no? Yes? It’s been a hot minute since I saw a horror

i// in love: Crushes? Sure,, But love, no, not since I was 10 [I can tell y’all if ur interested but long story short some of the things he’s told me really stuck and i liked him for 4 whole ass years down to the day we said our goodbyes forever :’) ]

j// jealous of people: I’m not proud of it, but yes, I do have my moments even if I hate it with a passion because ik they’re good people i wanna shower them in love

k// kids of your own someday: Ofc! But I also wouldn’t mind adopting :)

l// love at first sight or should i walk by again: walk by again because i gotta be sure it was love at first sight

m// middle name: Y’all don’t even know my last name :/

n// number of siblings: an older bro

o// one wish: Honestly,,, one birthday where I go to sleep thinking wow, today was a day with genuine happiness

p// person you last called: my mom because she lost her phone again

q// question you always get asked: “Can you help _?”

r// random fact about you: If something hits too close to home, I get real quiet (lol this took a depressing turn whoops)

s// song you sang last: JIMIN’S PROMISE GODLKSJKLD

t// time you woke up: 10:30am…. (i’M TRYNA GET AS MUCH SLEEP AS I CAN SO THIS COLD CAN GO TF AWAY)

u// underwear color: candy cane (I’m not gonna explain)

v// vacation destination: I want one massive trip of meeting all of my online friends

w// worst habit: taking on too many problems that aren’t mine irl

x// x-ray: have I had one?? Do ultrasounds count? (It wasn’t for a pregnancy bls)

y// your favorite food: Potatoes, Pasta, Noodles, Sushi, Rice

z// zodiac sign: Pisces!

Tagging: @namjoonieftw @officialjoon @yoonchangi @carrotgguk @rmonochild @joonsplaylist @sugadrop @goldenmahnae @ultmay @writersrealmbts @ve1vetyoongi @bang-tan-fan @bloomsuga @bfjooonie @knjclubie @crankybangtan @tatavangogh @namseoktual @adoreyoongi @mainaisikyunnhoon @hopeseason

#tag game #tagged #hal's honesty hour #this was fun #wow i'm gonna be blessing y'all today #gonna end the year with a B A N G #Mae #ur gonna be happy

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hearttoshu · 6 years

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~Get to know me tag~

Tagged by : the v v pretty and beautiful and wonderful and dear @lycheechann

Rules : Answer 30 questions and then tag 20 blogs you’d like to know better (lol)

(under the cut due to length)

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Nicknames

I mean my full name is Jessie but people only really ever call me Jess here which I like better anyway so ^~^

Gender

female

Zodiac

aquarius

Height

about Jihoon’s height so 165cm

Age

18 (yes I’m old haha)

Time

2:19am

Favourite bands/Solo artists

(there’s too many to list so I’ll just say a few of my all-time favs)

Seventeen (ofc)

BTS

Got7

Nu’est

Song stuck in my head

Love Maze by BTS (I’ve been listening to their new album a lot so ^~^)

Last Movie I Saw

was it infinity war? I don’t remember I don’t really have the time... :(

Last Thing I Googled

5′5 in cm LOL (double checking because us Americans feel the need to use the imperial measurement system when no one else does haha)

Other Blogs

@ask-svt-hearteu - we answer q’s as svt and write stuff and make moodboards :D

@my-heart-to-you - just my multi fandom blog where I post random stuff

@mydeershua - lq svt and Joshua screen caps and soft edits of icons

@flowers-and-svt - a blog full of flowers and Seventeen

@shuaandhearts - (this one I made today lol) it’s going to have pictures of Joshua with those cute little photo booth heart edits because I saw a bunch of blogs like that for Jimin and Yoongi (my biases in bts) and I wanted to make one for Josh

Do I Get Asks

sometimes and they always make my heart melt

Why I Chose My Username

hmm 33 because that’s how many people were in all the groups I was stanning and so literally it’s my “heart to 33″

Following

600 lmao

Average Amount of Sleep

4? idk

Lucky Number

8, 13, 17 (8 because my birthday, 13 because Svt, and 17 also because Svt)

What I Am Wearing

a fuzzy panda pajama shirt and red jeggings

Dream Job

this changes every time someone asks me but a photographer ^^

Dream Trip

someplace breathtaking

Favorite Food

ice cream haha (?) or pasta idk

Play Any Instruments

ukulele

Favorite Song

right now? it’s a few because it usually changes depending on what’s been out or what I’ve been listening to recently so right now it’s the Truth Untold by BTS

others rn: pied piper (bts), call call call (svt), bad boy (red velvet), fake love (bts), the entire last three seventeen albums OOPS, so what (bts), latata (gidle)...

Play(ed) Any Sports

if PE sports in school counts

Hair Color

black about from my roots to an inch or two and then a reddish but mostly really dark brown because I dyed it but you can’t really much tell rn

Eye Color

dark brown

Most Iconic Song

in what context? I think all of svt’s title tracks and songs like A by got7 are iconic to me because they’re what I listened to when I first got into kpop but if you mean in all of music history of all genres I really don’t know haha

Languages You Speak/Are Learning

english (fluently)

cantonese (I can speak it a bit and I can fluently understand it because it’s the language my parents use at home)

mandarin (bc cantonese is just a dialect and I’ve been to chinese school before not that I learned to read or write I mainly just understand lol like Joshua with Korean)

spanish (but I basically forgot thanks education system for my three years of a foreign language)

korean (I can read and write Hangul but understanding is just limited to a few common phrases and words haha)

Random Fact

I picked biological sciences as my college major because idk what I’m good at and yea idk just I don’t know anything lol.

Describe Yourself as Aesthetics/Things

a clock in an empty quiet room tick tock tick tock, rolling gray rain clouds blanketing the sky, neon purple and blue lights in an otherwise pitch-black place, teardrops in the shower, a field of flowers, coffee and cream on a rainy day with water droplets hitting the window, that one twinkling star you see after the clouds clear from the rainy night sky, hand-holding and sleeve tugging, sweater paws and blanket forts with fairy lights strung across the outside, a cold night breeze rustling the lace curtains, stolen kisses and fuzzy blankets and a tear-stained pillow, a bustling night in the city while you stop and click click the shutter of a camera

(sort of just a random collection of things)

I’ll tag @urijeongcheol @woahwonu @bloatedboo @djstarzx @jetaimeyoongi @malikani @13thmonthsdance @mintdae @dyegu @sweetwonpil @multyfan1458 @kwonsoonshine and any others ^~^ (btw I’m reeeeeeeeeally sorry if you don’t wanna do this you don’t have to or if you have already done it, some of you I want to get to know better and some of you I bother too much ahhhhh soory again you don’t have to completely up to you!)

#tag #about me #get to know me tag #personal #tagged #lovely mutuals^~^#i'm always terrified people are going to be annoyed by me lmao #ANYWHO #ily ;-; <3 #currently finishing this at 3:24am whoop whoop

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