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rosiehufflepuff · 3 years

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Headcanon : Hufflepuff -fem - and Slytherin(or DRACO ) go to book fair in muggle world

Hufflepuff ran to Slytherin in excitement almost tripping over million of stuff -SLYTHERIN!!!!!!!!!-

Slytherin almost having a heart attack watching Hufflepuff running to him -DUMMY U ALMOST BROKE EACH PART OF UR BODY NOW!!-

Hufflepuff shoves a poster in the boy face. Explaining how she got it from her half blood friend however as soon as he saw it , the expression changed to disgust in a sec - …….muggle …….stuff?- -NOOO IT ISNT ANY MUGGLE STUFF ! IT IS BOOK FAIR!!-

Hufflepuff kept whining to Slytherin about how it is amazing !! And how they need to go !! Cuz all the book they dreamt of , was there !!!

- Hufflepuff ….you wanna me to go , wait In line …. and rub elbows with muggles …?!! Aho .. UNFORTUNATE.....I DONT DO THAT !!- waving Hufflepuff away as he talked with full disbelieve

Frowning at Slytherin who was admiring his thousands something Galleons rings in his fingers , she gets hit by idea !! grinning as Cheshire , she opens her mouth with the most wicked thing that can hit her fav Slytherin - oooookay as you wanna ….I’m going to ask Gryffindor to come I’m confident that he would love it soooooo much -

Knowing the impact of the word “ Gryffindor “ on the boy , she speaks it out as his blood boils and his eyes shot up large , NAH UH !!! NO WAY HE IS HANDING HER , ON A BLOODY GOLD PLATTER TO THIS ANNOYING “STAR KID “ !!!!

-NO I CHANGED MY MIND !!! - smiling cheerfully more than she should be , she learned that her fav Slytherin wouldn’t take the concept of Gryffindor replacing him , now with determination asking about everything , they settled about “ the mudblood event “, according to the dramatic boy words .

The next day they go to their meeting area ( where no Slytherin can see cuz “ the status “ ) , as Huff reaches ,she drop her jaw at the Slytherin , she can’t help but stare at his attire

-are you done staring? - Slytherin couldn't help but rub his face in attempts in trying to cover his blush at her gaping -what the hell…… are you wearing ….? - the Slytherin blinks at Hufflepuff , what kind of concern is that ??? - uhhhh…..clothes ??-

as cunning as Slytherin can be , he is not reading between the lines as the girly hoped so -ummm but it is just a book fair …that is kind of fancy... Don't you think?? -

Slytherin couldn't help but roll his eyes hard, that he swears to merlin !!! that he almost saw his brain at the word “ fancy “ , him going to the muggle world doesn’t mean he need to look unpresentable !!!

He sigh as he explains to Hufflepuff how that is not fancy and that is ordinary

Hufflepuff blinks non stop looking at the definition of a “ ordinary look” of the boy in front of her, then she shifts her eyes at herself and her very casual outfit

-we look as odd as night and day …- Hufflepuff whispers to herself however the words didn't pass the strong ear of the boy in front of her , leading to sharp scowl at the words ..........at how she thinks of them with this huge contrast , he despises that !! “-are we going or not - by this words , Hufflepuff and Slytherin go to the Muggle world .

As both are waiting in line , million of adoring eyes is staring very hard and non stop at the wealthy blonde boy in full black , all this happening next to our Hufflepuff , she couldn't help but think -wow I feel like I’m standing next a celebrity .....the whole realm is staring ...- as she took a fast glimpse to the icy Slytherin next to her - i feel like a standing mosquito next to a butterfly ............ or would it be Scorpio though ..............GAH!! still TT -

Hufflepuff couldn’t help but think of that ! ....merlin … she swears she saw people are flushing red just by looking at the Slytherin!!

Slytherin was getting so fed up with these gazes by the minute passing, no matter how much he bloody glared , they didn't stop , in the very unlikeness , they seemed to like it !!! what is wrong with these mudbloods!!!

.........but he kind of liked the attention…… he wont admit it tho... but still it was his time with Hufflepuff !! FUCK OFF !!

As they enter finally….. to Slytherin knees ……they almost fell off…. …. the warm female grabs his hand saying she doesn't wanna lose him in the mid of the moving crowd, very oblivious to the effect that she has on his heart doing “all odd stuff “ according to him, he has to visit a healer about that issue ….

Hufflepuff can’t stop running around the store going all wild and jumpy about all the books she is seeing from continuing of books either her or Slytherin has or new one she heard about -SLY DID YOU SEE THAT !! -SLY U NEED TO CHECK THIS !!”

on the other hand sly was just keeping eye on her while checking slowly the shelves himself , giving her a hum from time to time , as he tries to find anything he likes .

finding a book with weird cover , he starts to run his gazes through the first pages of his new found treasure , knowing that he got at least something from this mud blood world , his eyes look up for his Hufflepuff .

-Hufflepuff I’m getting this book - as he searches with his gaze range , his intense eyes couldn't find a trace of her , almost giving him a minor panic attack , he calls for her again .

panic and anger at himself taking over , He storms to the nearest worker and grab them by arm giving them a glare with venom dripping with each word -look here I had a girl with me and she is gone ! ........I swear if you didn’t find her I’m going to show you what a bloody nightmare really Is .......that you wish you were-“

before continuing the venom , Hufflepuff warm voice cut Slytherin icy tone , and also probably saving the worker from getting a scare or hexed .

Slytherin turns to Hufflepuff as he calms down his panic ,however his emotions of being upset speak up in form of -where were ya ?!!” with a sigh , the girl in yellow explains that she told him that she is going to bathroom but it seems that he didn’t hear ,

her eyes moves to the worker that is being held as prisoner by the Slytherin , you request him to leave the poor worker arm as people started to group up to attend the drama , giving the best Hufflepuff smile she can, apologizing to the worker saying that her friend wasn’t used to going out much , excusing herself as she dragged the Slytherin to corner in the dark till the heat of the mummers go off

-why are you apologizing!! You did nothing wrong !!- -SHHH-

after some time of both sitting in the corner and calming Slytherin anxiety , both went to collect the the chosen books and as they are walking out

-see I came and behaved too , now u will read me the book I chose !! - Slytherin teases Hufflepuff as she rolls her eyes - yeah except you almost gave a heart attack to poor Muggle ! You will read it yourself !!- as she walk before the Slytherin sulking behind

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HIIIIIII!! So this my first time ever doing something like that !! I could not decide on draco x hufflepuff or slytherin x hufflepuff!!so both I guess ?!

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surveys-at-your-service · 3 years

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Survey #416

“don’t pray for me when you’re the one to blame / don’t think of me when you go up in flames”

Does your town/area have a farmer’s market? Do you ever buy your vegetables there rather than grocery store? Not close enough for us to actually go there for groceries, no. If you had a significant other and somehow got a chance to kiss your celebrity crush, would you still go for it? Well no, given Mark's been in a serious relationship for like six years, and I'd feel disloyal to my partner. I can just dream about it, ha ha. Do you tend to be attracted to people that are more similar to you in interests and mannerisms or do you tend to be attracted to someone opposite/complementing to you? I tend to be drawn to people I'm more similar to. What is a talent that a lot of other people desire or value but you really don’t care to have (e.g., singing, etc.)? *shrug* If someone asks you to hang out, but for some reason you’re just feeling lazy/don’t want to go anywhere, do you ignore them, make up an excuse, or just tell them the honest truth? Tbh, odds are I'm making up an excuse. Would you like to meet an alien? That would depend on its motives. It might have wisdom to share, or it may be nefarious, in which case I don't wanna meet it obviously. If so, would you trust them enough to go back with them to their planet? That's a no no matter how it acts. Trust issues, my friend. And that's with humans. What do you think is at the end of space. It's kinda science that space is infinite... Do you like D&D or Magic: The Gathering the most? I've never played D&D because I know I would be way, way too awkward to actually do it. M:TG is fun, though. What is your favorite Disney movie? TLKKKKK. What’s your favorite book series? Wings of Fire tops the list right now, but Warriors will always have a very special place in my heart. What’s something you wish they’d build in your neighborhood? Idk. Do you usually keep ponytail holders around your wrist? No. I don't even wear my hair in a ponytail because it's too short. Sunny D or orange juice? Orange juice. I have to be in a very specific mood for Sunny D. Can you snap out of a bad mood fast? Nooooo, unless something drastically good happens. How can a person tell if you’re mad or annoyed? My face will probably give it away, mixed with me being short and snippy or more awkward than normal because I'm trying to not be a bother. What’s something you enjoy that’s outside your age level? Certain TV shows. When your friends come and hang out at your house, what do you get up to? The only friend I have that I hang out with once in a blue moon is Girt, and we'd usually play board games or watch TV. Do you think it’s ignorant for people to have unprotected sex when they’re not ready for a child? Yes. Like yes, I'm pro-choice so won't look down on someone getting an abortion, but I still think you should be willing to act to prevent things from getting to that point where that procedure is chosen. For it or against it, abortion is a serious decision and should be treated as such. What were your favourite things to do as a child? My favorite thing had to be video games, specifically Spyro, and I also adored Webkinz and Neopets on the computer. I also loved playing make-believe with my toys like every other kid. I loved watching Dad play video games, too. I've also been a drawing fiend since I was very little. If you were shopping with your best friend, and they picked an outfit that was completely unflattering, would you tell them? I honestly don't know if I would. Her being comfortable and happy in it is what matters, anyway. Do you prefer using air-con or having the windows down when you’re driving on a hot day? Team A/C for sure. I hate the feeling of wind just slapping the hell outta your face and making a nest out of your hair. Can you ever manage to finish three courses when you go out to eat at restaurants? No. What would you say your favourite farm animal is? Pigs! They are so incredibly misunderstood. They're very intelligent, CLEAN (I know, can you believe it?), silly, and happy animals that I just adore. Is your ex currently in a relationship and if yes, how do you feel about that? Idk if "the" ex is with anyone, and it's for the better I don't, probably. Which one of your friends should be a stand-up comedian? Girt. Is your mom a better driver or your dad? Oh yeah. Dad tailgates like a motherfucker. What's your least favorite genre of music? Either rap or country, idk. Do you like poems? I do. Do you enjoy drawing? I have a love-hate relationship with it. I LOVE when something comes out the way I wanted it to, but if it doesn't, I feel very disappointed in myself and bash it into my head that I could do better. Do you even have any drawing talent? So I'm told. Have you ever seen The Sound of Music? Yes, in elementary school's music class. Ever seen Beetlejuice? If so, did you enjoy it? Oh yes, that was one of Jason's favorites. I liked it. How do you deal with oppressive heat? Complain, sweat my ass off, do anything I can to cool off that doesn't involve taking clothes off. What’s one thing that people definitely CAN’T count on you for? To remember pretty much anything whatsoever. What about something they definitely can count on you for? An ear to listen and a shoulder to cry on. How do you feel about your handwriting? I like it. Is there a store that bothers you immensely for some reason (people who shop there irritate you or the employees who work there are rude, etc.)? Uhhhh I don't think so. What’s something you complain about frequently? If I'm hot, or my legs hurting. If you’re home alone and someone knocks on the door, what do you do? Ignore it. I'm not answering. What’s one book that you have read that will stick with you forever? Johnny Got His Gun by Dalton Trumbo. It's an anti-war pacifism novel, which is something I'm very much passionate about. Would you ever get one of those old school “mom” tattoos with the heart? No. I know with certainty I want a tribute to my mom when she passes, but definitely not that design. Are you a Giants fan? I don't care for sports, but the NYG always make me think of Jason's dad, who is like, obsessed with them. So I guess I feel a bit of warmness towards them just for memory's sake. Last time you went pumpkin picking? Never. Do you prefer eating corn straight off the cob or corn already taken off the cob? I think corn on the cob tastes better with all the butter and spices you can put on it, but I do enjoy off the cob too because it's just so much cleaner. Would you want your family to go on Wife Swap? Well, I live with my mom and she's divorced, so... I don't have to worry about this. How old is your current e-mail address? God, I've had it since I was a kid. Last time you conversed with someone in a language other than English? Not since taking a test for German in high school. Last video you favorited on YouTube? Oh my god, it was this video from my favorite reptile channel (Snake Discovery) of them taking their pet tegu to the park. She clearly had SO much fun. Now mind you I very rarely favorite things, so yeah, I adored the video. Do you like chocolate with coconut filling? Noooo, I'm not a coconut fan at all. What was the first thing you ate today? Mom made bacon, yuuuuum. Do you know how to play Mahjong? No. Mom loves it, though. Do you have any skirts longer than knee-length? I don't own any skirts. What’s the farthest you’ve gone with someone you weren’t dating? Just flirting. Ever had a promise ring? No. What about one of those “I’ll wait until marriage” rings (I think they’re called purity rings or something)? They're called abstinence rings, and yes, in HS. Funny how looking back I was definitely breaking that vow while I wore it lmao. What is the shortest time you’ve heard of people being together before getting married? My late grandma and her second husband got married SO fast. Like they were together for probably a couple months (maybe less?), then boom, the news came that they were engaged. Are any of your friends currently pregnant? Facebook friends, yes, which are mostly composed of old friends and acquaintances from school. One poor girl very recently got into a bad wreck, but thank goodness she and her unborn daughter are okay. Have you ever played golf? I loved playing putt-putt when I was younger, and then Jason and I once had a mini-golf date. It was really cute. When was the last time you waxed anything on your body, if ever? It's been some years since I used to wax my eyebrows. Have you ever been in a car accident? Yes. A minor one, but still. Can you honestly say you love the last person you kissed? Yep. Are you smiling in your Facebook profile picture? Yeah. Would you ever go on Fear Factor? Noooo. I would NEVER get past day #2 where they tend to do the disgusting shit, and I'm way too out of shape to do the wild stuff they do. What colour was the last mask you wore? Blue. Can any of your friends sing well? Which one has the nicest singing voice? Oh yes, Sara has an absolutely beautiful voice. When was the last time you had a nightmare? I had two last night, actually. I have this habit of taking my APAP mask off in the middle of the night because it's a nuisance, and I never remember doing so. When I do that, I'm much more prone to have nightmares because the mask helps my sleep apnea, which causes my nightmares/terrors. Where do you see yourself in ten years? I do NOT want to imagine this. It's either going to be beautiful or a fucking catastrophe, of that I'm sure. Does your family have traditions? Just pretty ordinary holiday ones. Have you ever met anyone half-way famous? Tez is famous, as far as I'm concerned. :') I also have some musician friends trying to make it, but idk how far they've actually gotten in the industry. Is there a celebrity that you are related to? No, just ancestors. Would you call your last relationship a mistake? Definitely not. Would you ever take up a job in photography? Ugh... that's the fucking dream. But I'm massively losing hope. Do you throw out your assignments once you’ve gotten them back? When I was in school, it depended on whether it would serve as good study material or not. Who was the last person you messaged on Facebook? My old friend Jenna messaged me a few days back just to say she was thinking about me and wished me well, which I really appreciated. Of course I messaged her back wishing her the same and all. Have you ever developed a crush on someone the first day you met them? Don't believe so, no. Do you have any friends who never shut up about their boyfriend/girlfriend? Well, I used to. She vanished. Have you ever showered with a member of the opposite sex? No. Don't want to. I want to be alone when I shower.

#survey #surveys #random questions #lyrics: ''thoughts & prayers" by motionless in white

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mrsbhandari · 4 years

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Uhhhh 12, 23, 29 for Ajay x Mc?

YES ABSOLUTELY

12. Is there a wedding? What was the proposal like? Any kind of honeymoon?

There is a wedding! it's a little bit on the smaller side but still beautiful nonetheless. ajay, being Ajay, has a pretty big hand in it all and works very well with Bailey on ensuring it's the perfect wedding for both of them. they also incorporate pieces of ajay's culture into the traditional wedding sense so there's a lot of personal touches into the decorations. the proposal was a slightly larger affair, with it being kind of similar to his promposal in the book. he was directing something and on the opening night, he had the actors change their lines a little bit to give him an entrance so he could propose to her from the stage, as she was sitting in the front row (per his request djfjfjf). she immediately started crying when he came out and brought her on the stage. STANDING OVATION MATERIAL.

also they talked about what they both wanted in a proposal beforehand and Bailey said she'd always loved public proposals and that nothing could be his promposal in high school, so he def took those words to heart and planned to make an even better proposal. they actually had two honeymoons in once! they went to London for a week to visit Bailey's biological family and then to India for a week to visit Ajay's family. don't worry tho, they def made sure to get time to themselves😌

23. how do they hug? kiss? tease? flirt? comfort?

hugs: Bailey is about half a foot shorter than ajay, so hugs for her always feel very warm and encompassing. despite his colder attitude sometimes, he gives full body hugs to bailey. despite their height difference, Bailey also always wraps her arms around his neck. he loves picking her up slightly off the ground because it makes her giggle and he loves her laugh.

kiss: they were both kinda inexperienced when they kissed in high school, but we're perfectly happy experimenting with each other. ajay typically only kisses on the lips while Bailey tends to kiss him on the lips and then spread her kisses to his cheeks and jaw. he LOVES to give forehead kisses doe and I will die by that fact thank u

tease: Bailey teases with actions while Ajay teases with words. light touches to his knee or flirty winks will completely decimate Ajay, while cute jokes and innuendos easily make Bailey short circuit. every once in a while, Ajay will slightly push down his glasses and send her a wink from over the rims, and Bailey can't think straight for the rest of the day.

flirt: Ajay will always roll his eyes and hide a smile at the cheesy pickup lines Bailey comes up with (especially if they're film/theatre related) but Ajay rarely flirts with Bailey in a way people can see. every once in a while, though, Ajay will randomly let a pretty smooth line slip out, usually sending his friends into a frenzy because "DAMN Ajay, when did you get so suave???"

comfort: when Ajay gets upset, he tends to throw himself into his work, so Bailey will comfort him by bringing him food if he needs it or just sitting across the table from him doing her own thing. just her presence is very comforting to him. when Bailey's upset, she likes distractions so he'll always come over and read to her, watch movies with her, or just stay up talking to her for hours.

29. how do they handle disasters or emergencies? minor injuries? sickness?

disasters and emergencies: Ajay will freak out for a split second, then go into director mode. Bailey is more than happy to follow instructions when she can, but since she worked at her parents restaurant, she's used to some things breaking/going wrong, she's also able to keep a level head in bad situations. overall, they're the couple you'd want to be stuck with in a disaster or apocalypse (shameless plug to Take Us Back by @rulesofthebeneath, I highly recommend)

injuries and sickness: Ajay is good at the typical scrapes and colds since Mohit usually goes to him when he needs a band-aid or has a fever, but beyond that, he's hopeless. that's where Bailey comes in; since she's worked at the restaurant, she's sprained shit, twisted shit, and has many burn scars from hot pans, so she's very knowledgeable about how to heal bad injuries. when ajay's sick, she's also always the first at his door with homemade chicken soup. when Bailey's sick, ajay's first at her door with some homemade khichdi and potato fries.

sorry this was so long!! but I love them😌😌😌😌😌

from this list!!

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purplesurveys · 4 years

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So my school is indefinitely shifting to online classes starting this week and we aren’t having class again until April because of the coronavirus. Wild times. Do you watch really old tv shows or movies from the 1970’s or earlier? Not shows, but movies. Gab introduced me to the Golden Age of Hollywood, and it’s really how we became close friends in the first place. It started with Breakfast at Tiffany’s, then Gone with the Wind, then Mildred Pierce, Waterloo Bridge...then it just kinda snowballed from there. I am a fan of a certain old show, but it ran from the mid-1980s to the early 90s – Perfect Strangers. Who’s your celebrity crush(es)? My top 3 would be Kristen Stewart, Hayley Williams, and Beyonce. I don’t like leaving any one of them out haha. What do you think of fake people? Sometimes you gotta do it, dude. Sometimes it’s not about being fake, it’s being polite and civil. What I do have a problem with is being two-faced with people who genuinely see you as a trusted friend. Whats a song you absolutely hate? I can’t fucking stand Demi Lovato’s new ballad, the one that starts off with “I tried to talk to my piano...” I also can’t stand most Halsey songs because of her voice. Ever been to a rave? Nah. I’ve always preferred parties, but I’m not opposed to trying out a rave at least just once.

Are you afraid to name the person you talk the most shit about? Lmao not at all, but only because this Tumblr is private anyway. Patrice. I’d be a little more hesitant if this had a bit of an audience, though. Are you a jealous person? Not really jealous. I’d say envious is more fitting for me. Who do you text the most out of your friends? My girlfriend, def. I message everyone the equal amount on Messenger though because it’s where everyone is. Song playing right now? I don’t feel like listening to music right now. I do have Gabie on video call though, so some sounds on her end serve as background noise at the moment. Has anyone ever mistaken you for someone else? A few times. The weirdest interaction was when a masseuse for my mom came over one evening – and she’s supposed to be a psychic or recognize the supernatural or whatever – and she asked me if I was currently pregnant. Are you really interested in the lives of celebrities like Miley Cyrus?  I’m not invested but if I come across an article, I’d take a few minutes to read. I wouldn’t voluntarily go to gossip websites or buy celebrity magazines though. What would you do if you saw a complete stranger dealing drugs in public?  Probably wouldn’t do anything as I don’t wanna be entangled in shady businesses like that. If you don’t have to be up by a certain time, do you like to sleep in as late as possible?  Sleeping in sounds wonderful, but my body generally doesn’t allow me to. I’m usually fully awake by 8 or 9. What did you buy the last time you went clothes shopping?  I got two of the same Filipiniana-inspired tops but in different colors, one yellow and one black. How many books do you think you read in a month?  Zero. Not really a secret on this blog anymore but I don’t read much, ha. How often do you play video games? What are some of your favourites?  Uhhhh not a lot. I never did get the hang of video games so you will only ever see me playing easy and kiddie ones lmao, like Mario Kart. I tried playing Resident Evil on my own once, couldn’t get through the literal first and easiest mission because I kept dying. Anyway, my favorite may have to be GTA San Andreas - lots of memories with that baby, even though I did always just watch my cousins and dad do all the video gaming. What are a few things that get on your nerves when it comes to Facebook (or your social networking site of choice)?  Boomers sharing pubmats with awful layout/graphics, boomers sharing daily Bible verses, and boomers being stubborn about fake news. Do you keep a hand-written journal or diary?  I used to. But Tumblr’s served as my diary for the last seven or so years now, too. What are three things you’ve started to like lately? BOJACK HORSEMAN, the Cold Brew Malt drink from Starbucks Reserve, and the electric fan we have in the living room that I’ve always found to be too loud and too cold/strong – now that the weather’s beginning to feel warm again, that fan’s been a damn blessing. What was the last reason for having butterflies in your stomach?  Gab requested we video-call tonight because we haven’t seen each other in a while due to the virus outbreak – I hate hate hate video calls and never do them even with her, but because she asked and because she genuinely wanted to, I said yes. If you live with your parents, do you spend a lot of time with them? If you don’t, how often do you go home to visit them?  I live with them. I don’t really spend time with them as I like having my own space. Having them under the same roof is enough for me. Do you need a lot of space in relationships, or are you happy to spend a lot of time with your SO?  I can be pretty clingy so I tend to be the latter, but I’ll also want my space sometimes. What was the last thing you cooked from scratch? Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha Have you ever won anything from those games in arcades?  We’ve hit the jackpot in some arcade games that awarded us the maximum number of tickets those games can give, but afaik we’ve never spent our saved points on big prizes. We just like to keep accumulating the points haha. When was the last time you went out to a fair?  First day of February. Came back for my high school’s fair. How far is the nearest zoo or wildlife park from your house? Do you go often?  I’d say the nearest ‘zoo’ is the eco-park in my school. It’s up a mountain but it’s a pretty quick drive, only takes about 15-20 minutes to get there. And nah dude, I haven’t been there since high school. What are you wearing at the moment? Is it for any particular reason? A tank and a pair of shorts. Do you have anything interesting planned over the next few days?  Ugh no. This virus is making us stay home for THE NEXT MONTH. Hoping I don’t go crazy. What do you do when you can’t get to sleep?  I watch something on YouTube or Netflix, or I browse Reddit. Super effective. Are you a morning person? Or does it take you a long time to wake up properly? Am a morning person. I was kinda forced to be ever since I was 4, considering I lived relatively far from my school which meant that the school bus always had to pick me up way earlier than the other kids. In the 14 years I spent in my alma mater I had to wake up at 5 AM every single day, which can easily explain why I’ve never been able to properly sleep in. How old is your oldest living relative?  I’m pretty sure I still have a living paternal great-grandparent. Not sure about their age, though. Are either one of your parents retired? If not, what do they do for a living?  My mom is a confidential secretary at a hotel. My dad is an executive sous chef. Do you buy a lot of DVD’s, or do you tend to just watch everything online for free?  We used to buy DVDs; we had multiple racks back then. But time is obviously a-changing so I watch everything online now, either through Netflix or through sites that illegally stream movies haha. Could you happily spend the day in your pajamas? Or do you prefer to be out and about doing things?  I’d rather be out and do stuff. Spending the day at home doing nothing can be pretty daunting and claustrophobic. When was the last time you were in a hospital, and what was the reason?  2010, when I had to be admitted for a low platelet count. Does everyone in your household own their own computer? My mom and brother don’t have one. Do you find that your feet get unusually hot at night sometimes? No, this has never happened to me before.

#survey #surveys

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millennium-headquarters · 5 years

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Vacation headcanons

The Major

• first of all needs a lot of convincing to take a vacation.

• like, why should he when he could plan the next war?

• but once you get him to partake, ohh be prepared my child

• will spoil you rotten. Of course, you would get to choose the location. You want a beach in Hawaii? Booked. Want to relax in a hottub? He will rent the whole spa. Boy doesn’t know where to stop

• 10/10 vacation partner. Will enjoy himself almost everywhere as long as good food is provided and you are there with him

• could end up a bit awkward tho the captain might come with him to keep a close eye on him so uhhhh jesus christ Hans stop staring

• his vacation of choice: A nice remote beach with a fancy hotel where the both of you can spend a wonderful week or so

Doc

• what is a vacation and why should he participate

• convincing him to take time off is dare I say almost impossible

• he could work in his lab, why should he sit and burn alive at a beach when he could work in his lab?

• the most you will get out of him is reading some books together or cook, because he will complain the whole time if you drag him somewhere

• movie night is also appreciated. He might be a bit fidgety at first but it will eventually stop when it gets interesting

• his vacation of choice: as mentioned above, not too into it. Prefers to spend time in the base and do something with you (like cooking or experimenting on subjects while he explains to you what he is doing) oh Doc no ew please don’t do that I’m sure this person would like to keep their stomach intact NO WAIT

The Captain

• enjoys some time away from work because almost everybody is constantly annoying him

• not a whole lot of action, no crowded beaches or something like that, no no no he will turn on his heels and go back

• loves going for long walks. Hiking might be a good idea if it is a remote path

• if you visit a cold place, he will either wordlessly hand over his coat to keep you warm or turn into his wolf form and let you cuddle up

• conclusion: big mute husband is great for vacation and also very warm in case you need a heater

• his vacation of choice: A hiking trip in the bavarian forest. Big woods, not too many people, hiking paths and you to keep him company, everything he could want out of a vacation

Schrödinger

• lord help me with this child

• he has so much energy. Expect a lot of amusement parks and watch him jump around like a damn rubber ball

• he is so happy you choose to spend time with him tho, so he randomly tackles you into the ground to rub his face all over yours

• has a difficult relationship with water. Shallow water alright, he will walk around in it. But actually go for a swim? Nope. His tail and ears puff up. Don’t try him, he might scratch you

• knocks out like a light once you get home, but will end up clinging to you like a baby koala if you decide to lay next to him

• his vacation of choice: an amusement park with lots of roller coasters, trampolines and other stuff to keep up with his energy. Also, watch him shove so much candy down his throat that he gets an upset stomach

Zorin

• yeah sure she is up for it, but like most others doesn’t want a lot of stress and shit

• is completely fine with just laying on the beach and watch you search seashells or stuff

• she is so pretty in a swimsuit why is she so pretty someone call 911

• likes to visit some museums if you want to tag along

• will completely destroy everybody who challenges her in any kind of way to, vacation be damned. A match of beachvollyball? Poor teenage boys oh god Zorin stop please one of them is already bleeding and the others aren’t even moving anymore

• someone talks shit in a museum? Watch her destroy them with facts.

• Some creepy old dude catcalls you? Pray. Pray for his soul and his body because she wont go easy on him, like hell is she going to watch someone destroy your good mood

• Protective wife. Can and will rip peoples eyeballs out if they stare at you for too long while you wear short summer clothing

• her vacation of choice: a small beach and/ or a museum, she is content as long as you are aswell and wont force you to listen to history facts if you would rather run around a beach

#hellsing #hellsing doctor #hellsing major #hellsing warrant officer schrödinger #hellsing the captain #zorin blitz #millennium headcanons #hellsing x reader

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queerhargreeves · 5 years

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Hey there! Ily sm💖💖! I just had this request I wanted to ask if you could do... Touch starved!Five and his siblings’ ways of comforting him. (He’s gotta be at least a little (read: a lot) touch starved after being alone for so long with only Dolores the inhuman and the Handler who is like ice)

thank you v much for the request!! i hope this suffices!!

Luther

He knows all too well what touch deprivation feels like

He’s struggling with it himself. He was isolated for so long and now with this new…body, he doesn’t want people to see it. To feel it.

So Luther was the first person to notice the way Five would longingly stare at Klaus’ legs draped across Diego’s lap on the couch or at Vanya and Allison when they walk with linked arms

He first learns how desperate his brother is when he hears him screaming down the hall in the middle of the night

He barges into the room to find his little(er) brother thrashing violently in his bed, a stream of “no, no, no not again” and “please be alive, I can’t, I can’t” escaping his trembling lips

Luther gently shook the smaller man’s shoulder and was immediately met with Five’s blue eyes piercing open at him. He immediately shrunk in on himself looking too much like the 13 year old he used to be

“Hey buddy, it’s okay. You’re back, you’re safe, we’re safe..”

Five leaped up at his bigger brother, wrapping his arms tightly around his large frame as much as his small body possibly could

Luther tensed at first realizing he was only wearing a tank top and pants; He was vulnerable. But he then realized they both were.

Luther didn’t leave his brother’s side until 5 AM the next morning, staying up until Five was asleep and making sure he stayed as such

Since that night, Luther makes an effort to sit next to Five at breakfast. He starts by inching closer to him, noting the way his body language relaxes as he starts to lean into the touch. They’re shoulder to shoulder, thigh to thigh.

Luther eventually reached his arm across the back of Five’s chair, inviting him to rest on his chest. He happily obliges.

Diego

Diego has never been the quickest to pick up on things but one thing he definitely can read is body language

He watches the way Five leans into hugs or the way his hand lingers a little longer than comfortable when passing someone a glass.

Diego starts by ruffling his hair every morning, fully prepared for some snippy remark. But he was met with only a small scoff and a blush. Success.

When Diego sees that Five is particularly moody he’ll just walk up to the angsty boy.

He’s either writing on his walls or his head is stuck in a book or just…completely immersed in something. Once again lost in that incredible head of his. His shoulders tense, leg bouncing frantically.

Diego will simply take the book or chalk out of his hands and wrap the smaller man up in his arms. They’ll stay that way: silent and in each others arms from 30 seconds to 5 minutes at a time.

Allison

If possible, Allison likes going out with Five at least a few times a month.

Sometimes they went to the mall or just to a quiet cafe. She wants her brother to get a taste of the simpler things she remembered being ecstatic to experience for the first time once she left the Academy.

She loves any time she can get with Five. She’d missed her brother. She had forgotten some of his “Fiveisms”. Little things like his insane sweet tooth and clear disdain for romance fiction (which includes her movies)

Sometimes when they’d walk around in the mall, Five would get overwhelmed. Too much noise, too many smells, too many people. It just was too much to handle.

Allison would wordlessly take his hand in his, rubbing circles with her thumb against his knuckles. She never commented on how he wouldn’t let go until they got home.

Klaus

Klaus has always been the most affectionate of the Hargreeves. He was always touching someone in some way. It was casual at this point, but he needed them. When he couldn’t tell who was alive and who wasn’t anymore, he needed to feel a warm body with a stable heartbeat. His siblings never really minded even if they acted otherwise.

Now as adults nothing has really changed. And nothing changed when Five came back either.

After avoiding the end of the world, Klaus found himself struggling with uhhhh…everything. He was often found downstairs in the middle of the night. He’d either watch TV or be found in the kitchen. Always doing something. Keeping busy.

Five would join him. Klaus would watch him patter into the room and just motion him over on the couch. He’d let his brother rest his head in his lap. Klaus would run his fingers through his soft hair until he fell asleep.

The pair always woke up with blankets draped over them.

Ben

Ben is now able to be around for a few hours at a time after everything. Klaus getting stronger meant he too got stronger.

Ben didn’t just check up on Klaus all those years. He checked up on everyone. But he couldn’t check in on Five.

Five always got along with Ben and Vanya the best - them being a lot quieter and frankly the least annoying of the bunch

So whenever Ben was around, Five gravitated towards him whether he realized it or not.

They’d sit in Five’s room on the bed. Being dead meant Ben had a lot of time to read, so he had an influx of recommendations. And Five was determined to read every single one.

Five would slowly inch closer to Ben until they were touching. At first, it overwhelmed Ben - the touching. Any touch at all really. But he quickly grew fond of the weight of his brothers head against his shoulder.

Ben would sometime spend all of his hours corporeal just reading. And Five appreciated Ben for his time and trust.

Vanya

Vanya took Five’s disappearance the hardest. He was her safe space all those years ago.

Whenever Five heard the sound of her violin, he found himself wandering into her room to listen to her play. He’d missed that sound so much - it was something he held onto so tightly all those years in isolation

The pair would often listen to music together. It varied from 60′s bops to Vanya’s favorite classical pieces

The pair would also go out together!!

Their favorite spot was still Griddy’s. Vanya watched as he stuffed his small frame with as many donut holes as possible.

They’d walk with their arms linked, talking amongst themselves about anything and everything

Whenever Five was having trouble sleeping and Vanya was around, he’d go to her room and she knew what he needed without asking. She’d put on her playlist of Bach cello suite’s and open her bed up to him.

He’d fall asleep in her arms - safe and home. He never had nightmares in her room.

#WOW this got lengthy!!!!#i hope this is ok n what u were lookin for!!!!#five hargreeves #tua #tua hc's #the umbrella academy #luther hargreeves #diego hargreeves #allison hargreeves #klaus hargreeves #number five #ben hargreeves #vanya hargreeves #the umbrella academy hc #five hc #touch starved

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Book 0: The Fool

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Chapter 3: Potent Potions and Promises

“Hey, I have an idea - why don’t you teach me potions?”

It's another hot day in Vesuvia. The Masquerade is tomorrow, and the streets are filled to the brim. Every inch of shade is occupied by either merchants, shoppers, or wares. Those selling refreshments are definitely profiting in this heat.

Miraculously, Asra had found some time to chat. The last few times they had tried to hang out, one of them had been busy with customers. But your friend had soon discovered that right after lunch, everyone was so hot that no one wanted to wander down a narrow street for a card reading. Not now, anyway. Vesuvia’s night markets were another playing field, however.

“What? Me? Teach you?” You're taken aback, staring as Asra laid down, hands cushioning his head. How could you teach him anything? Thinking back to the short tarot lessons, he's always so confident and reassuring with you. Plus he also knows water magic and some basic illusionary magic. What do you know?

“I’m sure you could,” he says with a smile, absentmindedly stroking Oberon’s head.

You find yourself pausing. In order to personally deliver some orders to the palace, your aunt had entrusted the shop to you. While it's closed to any new orders, there are a few she had told you to prep for her to immediately put in a cauldron when she gets back after dinner.

“Uhhhh...” Your hesitation dumbly fills the air. On one hand, you could see yourself having a blast trying to brew a potion with Asra. But on the other…if your aunt found out…

“Oh come on, your aunt isn’t coming back ’til after dinner. That’s plenty of time to make something?” Asra tempted, as if reading your mind’s worries.

Maybe…

“Alright,” you sigh, giving in.

“Cool!” Asra immediately jumps up, excited. Faust also seems to perk up, curious at what you could offer.

You glance at Oberon, wondering if you made the right decision. He comes up to your hand, happily licking your fingers, before climbing up to your shoulder.

Asra rolls up his rug and gathers his things, to avoid theft. You lead the two of you to the back door to the shop.

As your hand grips the handle, embarrassment washes over you. The back of the shop is always so damp and rather untidy. Would Asra say anything? You desperately wonder if the two of you could brew something in the front. But all the tools and ingredients are safely stored in the back, and there is no way you could move the cauldron.

“Something wrong?”

You jump slightly when Asra asks so close behind you.

“Um, i-it might be a little gross. The back’s sort of ended up dark because of all the ingredients my aunt’s collected. So-sorry about that…”

“Don’t worry about it, you should have seen some of the places I stayed before Muriel found that hut in the woods.”

You smile, thankful. You had always been curious about Asra’s story. He had told you bits and pieces, funny tales and brushes with trouble, but not much else. Making a mental note to ask later, you open the shop door.

Once inside, you head over to the ingredient cabinet. Asra blinks a few times to adjust to the darker setting before looking around in slight awe.

“Wow, I can really feel the magical energy in here.”

“You can?”

“Yeah, especially around the cauldron.”

You hadn’t really noticed the magic before; it's just the back of the shop. But thinking about it, spending so much time here probably means that you're desensitized to the energy. To someone else who’s in the shop less frequently, they could probably sense it.

“We’ll have to prep the ingredients before we use that,” you say with a smile, feeling the anxiety from earlier melt away as you watch Asra inspect the stove salamander curiously. How is it so easy to be around him?

“What are we making?” he asks, turning his attention to the ingredient cabinet. Oberon is already out and getting ready to climb to the higher cabinets.

“Just a couple of cooling potions, to help with the heat. Not too hard either, my aunt lets me make them in the mornings to sell to customers.”

“Why aren’t you selling them now? I bet people would be dying for some.”

“Yeah, but she doesn’t trust me with handling money,” you explain with a self-deprecating chuckle. You turn to Oberon, asking him to grab an ingredient that lived up higher.

“Here, you can chop. Half the magic is preparing the ingredients,” you say, offering the prep counter to him.

“It is?”

You open a couple other drawers to grab the rest of the ingredients. “Yep. Here, why don’t you mince these?”

Grabbing the knife, Asra sets to mincing the ingredients. Meanwhile you pour some water into the cauldron, and politely awaken the stove salamander to light the charred hearth.

“If it’s a cooling potion, why do we need to light a fire?”

You let out a giggle, knowing he's trying to be clever.

“It’s still a potion so you need to brew it. It’s like the cold tea those merchants are selling - they still have to use hot water to brew it.”

“So we’re going to stick ice in the potion after?”

You let a laugh escape your lips, which makes Asra smile. If he was aiming to make you laugh, he succeeded.

“No, we just let it cool. The ingredients and magic will do the rest.” You hop over to grab the mortar and pestle, which are carved with symbols that helps channel magic.

“Now try grinding the ingredients down in this. The symbols are supposed to help you channel the magic through the pestle and into the mortar. As you’re grinding, imagine a cooling sensation flowing through your body to get the strongest energy out of the ingredients.”

“Kind of like reaching out to read the cards,” Asra states, looking to you to confirm his connection.

“Yeah, actually, kinda like that.”

With a nod, the white-haired boy turns to the mortar and pestle and let his energy flow. You notice a brief flash of purple from the symbols, signaling that Asra’s magic is being infused into the ingredients, as well as drawing out their properties.

Smiling, you go to check on the cauldron. The water is almost at a boil, you could hear it wanting to start bubbling.

The silence between the two of you is comfortable, the air filled with nothing but the quiet, crackling fire and the sound of grinding. Soon, the water begins to boil. Killing the heat, you call Asra over.

Peeking into the mortar, you hum in satisfaction at his handiwork.

“I did alright?” he asks.

“It looks perfect.” Asra smiles wide before carefully dumping the powder into the hot water.

The two of you use your magic to stir the cauldron, making sure the contents are homogenous. The roiling water soon thickens into what almost looked like dark blue molasses before thinning out into a bright blue solution. It emits a dull, playful flicker of light.

“Wow…this is amazing!” Asra breathes, making you smile.

“Here, you can use this to carry it with you,” you offer, grabbing two empty glass bottles. Grabbing the ladle, you scoop the potions and give both to him.

Asra meets your eyes inquisitively. “Isn’t one for you?”

“Oh, uh,” you feel your voice and heart stammer, suddenly nervous. “I-I figured maybe Muriel would want one? You always mention your tiny hut, so I thought it wouldn’t be too great in the heat…”

He pauses before smiling again. “You…thank you. I’m sure he’d appreciate them.”

I return the smile, feeling nice and warm.

Outside, we both hear the gradual crescendo of the market’s crowd, venturing out as the day cools.

“I better get back to my spot,” Asra says, breaking the silence. “With the Masquerade being tomorrow, there are desperate souls looking for masks, and I’ve got plenty left.” A mischievous smile graced his lips.

You’ve seen, and tried on, many of Asra’s and Muriel’s masks. They aren’t the most extravagant, but anyone could tell that they are each unique and well crafted.

“Hey, once the Masquerade is in full swing, let’s explore the market!” Asra suggests, halting his steps and turning back to you.

The invitation sends a wave of excitement through you. You usually either spend the Masquerade alone, or frantically helping your aunt with last minute orders.

A promising smile droops into a frown. “I don’t know…my aunt may need my help…”

“I can even try to convince Muriel to come along - you can finally meet him!”

You bite your lip, not knowing how to answer. If your aunt finds out…

“Alright, I’ll try to slip out once the sun sets.”

#asra #asra x mc #asra fanfiction #book 0 #the fool #the arcana #the arcana game #fanfiction #muriel #masquerade

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theskyexists · 4 years

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watching bladerunner 2049

great environmentally destroyed earth there

i believe that the blatant humanity of AI in this film - as well as their blatant ability to love and feel empathy (a huge divergence from the book) while still being treated as inferior and disposable objects is a comment on how we do that to Other humans without blinking.

though also, they can project a hologram, then solidify the hologram - but they can’t clean up the damn atmosphere? like really. I guess that can only be explained by an elite trying to stay on top by keeping capital firmly in their own hands. i was looking at those solar farms and just going....how is that bringing in any energy in this dust?

also the problem i have with Ryan Gosling as this lead dude who’s in love with his adjustable AI hologram is that i never buy him as capable of love in that way. ever. at all. (so possibly it’s the right choice? anyway this whole thing is creepy)

yeah it’s supposed to be like: lol this was just a fantasy

‘a sentimental skin job’ - evidence of funerary practice, of altruistic behaviour (of grief, of empathy?) he says sorry even though by society’s standards the robot’s owed no courtesy? then he thinks the dude ate the baby - like thats not more insulting

so what separates robots from humans is not - eating food, drinking liquor, getting hurt, feeling empathy - but the ability to reproduce??? (but doesnt he need to sleep?)

the argument really is that being born = having a soul? lol thats a crazy wall to build a society on but there’s been stupider and more arbitrary ones. again, maybe that’s the point

a LOT of product placement in this.

it keeps to the same formula though. an investigator who is forced to forego his own empathy to ‘do the job’. Meeting with the local robot company, meeting the secretary in charge made to appeal. etc. etc. i think that’s pretty cool.

this building is very pharaoic. great set

eyyy a reference to the book. a lil origami sheep (got what he wanted)

im getting the impression from this film that ‘androids’ haven’t got a metal thing in their body and they’re just clones. which honestly i also got that sense from the book so that makes sense

ah so the android was based on himself (he looks ryan gosling like? or can i not distinguish white guys?). and this one is based on the K’s configuration of Joi.

Naturally the android to be ‘inspected’ is a woman who gets to be naked and weak and shit.

‘Every leap of civilisation was built off the back of a disposable workforce’ - great. (the film does a good job being like: hm yeah but the world is shit now so how is that leap so super ?)

Yikes i mean uh i know it’s like a commentary on disposable bodies and people as chattel and women as ‘reproducers’ but they’re portraying him and all his fuckin self-important self-righteous power-hungry megalomaniac rich bitch speeches as a fuckin sermon worth listening to

and if they don’t take him down in this film i will be mad.

and also i wanted to stab his eyes out the moment he put his hand on her belly but unfortunately i get the sense he’s going to stab HER

but well they’re still sticking with the book formula which is still clever, the Investigator being in love with some AI and then having to kill the android that looks just like her because the company doesn’t keep to the law and shit

- i hope they push just a lil bit different since they’ve clearly established the main premise of the book is the opposite in this film - androids DO have empathy, they DO dream of electric sheep (in this case, electric Joi)

I sure hope ‘Luv’ gets to murder Wallace for what he does to this baby android.

I know he’s a rapist capitalist sadist god complex creepbitch but goddamn i sure hope that the movie MEANT for that reading or i will be mad.

he literally did nothing but creep on a CHILD android and then murder her FOR NOTHING. wow. i’ve never wanted androids to take over and kill a human so badly before. This sure is the opposite of Terminator.

i liked mackenzie davis’ performance here.

‘am i the only one who can see the fuckin sunrise, here?’ uhhhh why are you shouting at the android? like, where the fuck are your human officers and bosses? i love how apparently a police boss can just drink on the job? bc sci fi noir. not that ryan gosling manages that. i JUST noticed that she has bare legs, and now they cut to putting them on display. this is going to end badly (im feeling like there’s going to be some sort of sexual power abuse. edit: she was testing his humanity and he deliberately failed teh test to stop her interest in him)

why the fuck would they implant that memory. (but he thinks that it might be real) (but then how would he have ended up there at the police station)

theres a lot of rain in this world

we now move onto the marginal humans that live in the waste, discarded. and how they destroyed without blinking by a marginal android operating on the orders of the richest man alive.

i have to say that watching this movie makes me so happy about trees and blue skies

the marginal children - processing the waste - sick, abused, enslaved.... here all white...supervisor...black. interesting choice. (all this suffering for ‘civilisation’ - the nickel for the colony ships - this is a lot more spicy than the book - a lot more realistic about who suffers and dies for that kind of thing)

starts to seem like he really is the kid - these ‘orphanage’ stairs look a lot like that memory

Gosling is great for this role bc he doesn’t really have to move his face. but god the pace of this film is so SLOW! had to skip a bit of his slow shuffle to the horse man. ‘ohhh i was a real child, from loving parents, oh no i killed my dad! after killing my mum through childbirth! fuck! im the child that im hunting! oh shit! hey i have a soul!’

you’re special because actually you had agency all along and you’ve been using it to murder people wink

i dont understand the AI bit in this. don’t understand why they would hide him with so much care that he’d know nothing about who he was and kill his dad. like. surely that wasn’t the idea. also if the AI is Wallace’s why can’t Luv hack it. also i really kind of dislike her male fantasy self.

I like this Doctor. she is very very sweet and lovely. i dont really know why nobody would come visit her.

so we can read memories, implant memories, project memories not photo realistically ACTUALLY realistically, we can construct memories from the imagination but we can’t - i repeat - we can’t clean the damn atmosphere?? i mean yes yes yes this is... a perfect example of how capitalism will not necessarily put money into tech that is you know - a good idea for us all collectively but rather into something that can be sold but god DAMN

manipulation eyyyy. already exercising his freedom of mind

really. an android selling sex to an android??? what the fuck lol. it’s a clone implanted with fake memories selling sex to a clone. yeah yeah yeah society has deemed them inhuman purely because they were built but THE POINT IS THEY are human in literally every other sense and controls them through law and brain make-up and then eliminating everybody who grows their brains from baseline? (why are they even paid?? is that supposed to be pavlovian?)

i really don’t understand what this AI is about. i just can’t get over that this really doesn’t seem like a love story

he almost died and then this AI springs sex on him lol. i really. i just really don’t care for this story and that’s possibly because Ryan Gosling is just so fuckin bad at selling any kind of love story like his eyes are always SO DEAD

oh my god im only halfway. oh my god. THIS FILM IS ALMOST THREE HOURS LONG. jfc

this is such an extremely male fantasy it bores me to death. im a dude who’s badass, powerful, controlled, SPECIAL, also told im special by my very humany AI gf who i installed exactly to my tastes, she desperately wants to have sex with me FOR ME because im just so cool and wonderful despite being so tortured and possessing eyes like a dead fish.

let’s spend 20 mins on undressing another two women in this film as we, the viewers, and i, the male protagonist just stand and watch. let’s re-emphasise how she’s just a self-learning ai

there’s light? warm light?

and then they have the women fight each other ? cool cool cool. im not saying it’s not realistic, im just saying it’s boring. i thought Mackenzi was going to proposition K for the resistance

still not sure why Luv hasn’t hacked her already. first time the romance feels slightly real

I guess Luv is indoctrinated. i still like police boss don’t hurt her. i mean obv she’s terrible but so is everybody else. she cried...again. so she kills from anger - not because she had to. she kills her the same way Wallace killed the android. i’d love to read a lil analysis about this. later. women-on-women violence

oh she really DID know where he was but kept it from Luv. why? was she willing to die for him? no. her dignity? maybe. The women in this are mysteries. also why is he still allowed to use the car and drone when he’s suspended. that’s pretty fuckin stupid.

hmm giant statues of naked women WITH heels on posed sexily and unthreateningly. im just saying. this is all super psychoanalysis galaxy brain.

gasp there is a real live bee. thats a book call back

and a classic perfectly intact building

HALF OF THIS FILM IS JUST RYAN GOSLING SHUFFLING THROUGH STRIKING LANDSCAPES AND SETS FROWNING JUST SLIGHTLY

it’s got the opposite problem of the book: it is SLOW AS FUCK

how does he know what a piano is

wow K’s really good at de-escalating. why not just be honest. so he got shot, blown up and then? still fine walking. lol they just gotta show off that he’s still a bladerunner! (where the fuck did that name come from...)

here you’re bleeding in your face. ok? he’s also bleeding from the shotwound maybe? that was definitely implied that he got shot.

and K’s also really bad at asking questions lol. thats because all he ever did was shoot people. anyway this is boring again, these two fighting about nothing - some kind of testerony bullshit about zero stakes - but apparently just screaming at the man will help

also im not sure why he assumed Deckard was the father.

harrison ford delivered that well.

‘to strangers’ i fuckin hate ryan gosling i don’t know if its because hes a bad actor or because his interpretation is so shit

so Deckard left, Rachel died in childbirth (really? lol. god do i want to fuckin consume a woman’s story about goddamn dying in childbirth) and Sapper left him at the orphanage? but how the fuck did he then get slotted into police service all official like??? doesnt make sense except Mackenzie’s network’s got something to do with it

ok so it was implied but now confirmed taht androids come with enhancements

oh nooooo she kills his love :( awww. i can’t feel for him at all lol

but she almost kills the kid she so badly wanted to find

i wonder why she’s so sadistic. probably because she learned from wallace. but all the womb - woman - beautifying - controlled by man - in fear of him - in thrall of him - killing other women again and again sadistically while killing men coldly is uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

i just dont care for it you know

also this AI woman turned out to have NO role in the movie except to lavish attention on this dude (make him seem capable of love except ryan gosling can’t move his face) and then be fridged lol

so why does she let him live? fuckin bullshit

look, i like the aesthetic and the world but god the director is wayy too in love with it - SPEED THIS SHIT UP

so actually - if Rachel died in childbirth how is she holding the baby in the pic

“That baby meant that we are more than just slaves”

This could be really cool - like - taking back the means of reproduction!!! This is how we will become a PEOPLE. Freedom through female fertility as a symbol. But because uhhhhh this is all a Male Fantasy it feels decidedly icky and not like that at all. Like, why did they make the kid male? That...makes no sense? if Rachel was the only one who could bear children bc of her ...genes? Why the fuck would you centre the story on somebody who cannot take up that legacy, cannot be that symbol? It’s totally weird

OHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OH!!!!! ok lol.

he thought he was the kid but the girl is....but uh then why was there an exact copy. as a red herring? THEN HOW DID HE GET from the orphanage to the fuckin police???

Is Luv supposed to be the girl though? because they keep killing all the female characters so it’s like, uhuh. it’s not mackenzie bc like thatd be silly huh. i mean it would be stupid but they could pull that

if they think he can get at deckard, why not get him to shoot wallace

how did he get a fuckin police car lololololol

ah these super high tech hoovercars have zero defenses against ??? what is he even shooting at them?

Luv’s actress does something very interesting to her voice when she gets emotional or shouts orders - kind of monstrous and inhuman

well he certainly hit them perfectly

WHERE DID HE GET THE POLICE CAR?

“I’m the best one” yeah - i.e. so I cannot be killed by my master as he’s made me do to so many

why do they always INSIST on men killing women by choke. don’t be so fucking stupid. if she can push his head under water she can punch his lights out. SHE LITERALLY JUST HAD A KNIFE - SHE COULD HAVE STABBED HIM IN THE EYE

why would she waste air grunting. she doesn’t even fake him out. i know they’re human so thats counter-instinctual but like, she’s supposed to be an incredible fighter. it’s the same thing with how they have her do all these kicks and he stays standing because women = agility, men = endurance, and then he punches her once and she goes flying. THEY”RE ANDROIDS HARRY. WHY WOULD YOU BUILD GENDER BULLSHIT IN???

so how many women did we see die extremely explicitly and/or aesthetically and/or plot/significantly so far? raechal (childbirth), the android baby (one cut to the womb), the police boss (one cut to the womb), AI girl (one crunch), Luv (one shot and one strangle-drown).

Ryan Gosling can get shot, blown up, killer punched 7 times, get blown up again, have his lung get perforated by schrapnel, be kicked to shit 5 times. he gets a bandage on his nose and takes it off again so thats a total reset apparently. He’s then shot again, kicked to shit again, sliced in the hand, stabbed in a place thats clearly deadly, half drowned - and he STILL KILLS THIS ANDROID WOMAN. HE STILL KILLS THE BEST WALLACE HAS EVER MADE.

WHAT?!!??!?!!

the men get shot from a distance, bombed from a distance, shot from a distance.

im sorry but this sucks.

and then ryan gosling swims all the way to land.

lol why does this script try to convince me that in this advanced fuckin tech society they wouldn’t be able to check for Deckard’s body??? and then he brings him to a place that’s monitored??

oh right the Doctor was the daughter. so.....they lied about her auto-immune disease? she knew that she had given him her memory? why did they do that? im still not clear on that???

how tf and whytf would they send the girl to the orphanage and let her get beat up by some boys, and only then send her to some perfect chamber

ryan gosling always plays such emotionally constipated characters - they never wanna have anything good

THAT’S IT!?!! they’re not going to explain shit?? they’re implying K just died?? leaving Deckard to get picked up by police and Wallace to find the Doctor and and THEY DIDN’T EVEN KILL CREEP EXTROARDINAIRE FUCKING WALLACE???

All they did was kill the abused slave by fucking choke?????

#anyway this was one of the worst movies i ever saw it's literally just cool tech and cool sets and shit acting and sexism #my stuff #vidi

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kinksonyeondan · 5 years

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Touch Yourself

Genre: Smut Pair: Hoseok X Reader Word Count: 1,913

"Five, and six, and seven, eight, one..."

You and Hoseok have been practicing non-stop for four and a half hours. Your face was drenched with sweat and the bottom of your feet was aching. But you never stopped for a break, you knew that Hoseok liked everything to be perfect. So you sucked it up and kept going, even though you knew that you were going to be sore tomorrow.

You can see his slim figure moving across the dance floor in the mirror. His black and white shoes were moving at a quick speed, making his feet look like nothing but a blur. You knew under his bucket hat, was his light brown hair, soaking wet.

He always choreographed complicated dances, but you always loved a challenge. You can tell he wanted to do his very best to impress his sunbaes at the award show happening a week from now. He wanted to showcase gracefulness and power, in a clean-cut manner. He put his faith and trust in you, that's why you never stopped.

For Hoseok.

"Okay, let's take a break," Hoseok breathed out, his chest heaving up and down.

"Finally!" You whimpered, collapsing on the floor. The hardwood actually felt comfortable against your back, making you stretch. He gave out a cute chuckle, rolling your waterbottle towards you. You extended your limp arm and grabbed your bottle of water. You sat up, crossing your legs, drinking half of the water.

You let out a huge gulp of air since you drank it all in one go. You laid back down on the floor, turning your head towards the large mirror. Hoseok was sitting down on the couch, his head was thrown back, exposing his Adam's apple.

"You're gonna kill me one of these days," you whined, smiling at him through the mirror. He sat up, his elbows leaning on his knees, "Don't worry, you'll get rewarded soon enough." He gave you a seductive wink, laying back into the couch.

Fuck, such a tease.

Of course, you always imagined him fucking you more than once. He's just perfect. It's so hard to not jump him and let him pound into you. You know you can't do that because you'll probably get caught and kicked out of the company. So you just suck it up and ignore your lady boner.

Hoseok POV

Ugh, I just want to fuck her like there's no tomorrow.

Ever since she started training here, all of us guys had a thing for her. Obviously, the younger ones were more hormonal and would talk to her, flirting. The many of the other girls were also cute and all, but you can straight out tell they just applied to get a chance to talk to us, even try to seduce us into sleeping with them. They don't care about dancing as we do, as I do.

She caught everyone's attention. Especially mine. When I was given the opportunity to showcase a dance for the award show, I immediately chose her. I can't stop thinking about her.

She looks so good, I can't restrain myself...

She wore black, high waisted shorts with a loose, white crop top. Her hair was tousled everywhere, giving her a sexy look. She also had white knee socks with black combat shoes. Her outfit just complimented her body perfectly. Like if she planned this all along.

Your POV

You crossed your legs, not knowing what to do next. You just laid there, waiting for Hoseok to say something. Suddenly, he got up from the couch, walking towards the door. You thought he was just leaving without saying a word, but he locked the door instead. He looked up to the ceiling, heaving a huge sigh.

What's going on?

"Touch Yourself."

Your heart stopped. Did he just tell me to touch myself?

"W-wait, what?" You stuttered, trying to see if you heard correctly.

"I want you to touch yourself, while I watch." He said seductively, sitting back onto the couch.

In a normal situation, you would've slapped him and run out the door. But it was Jung freaking Hoseok. The guy you have been fantasizing about since forever.

Without hesitating, you slowly crept your hands in between your inner thighs, rubbing them together. Your legs were slightly bent and your fingers slowly unbuttoned and pulled down the zipper of your shorts. You lifted your legs, sliding them off. You revealed your white underwear, almost positive that the bridge was moist.

You opened your legs wide, staring into his eyes through the mirror. You pushed your underwear aside, gently stroking your clit. Your body jolted a little, making your back arch, "Uhh..."

You started rubbing yourself with your middle finger. Your index and ring finger spreading your labias. You bit your bottom lip, moaning quietly. You occasionally shut your eyes, the feeling of electricity traveling down your spine.

When you opened your eyes, you saw Hoseok slowly stroking his member, his mouth hanging open. "Fuckkk" he would mutter, his tongue swiping through his sexily parted lips. It turned you on, even more, helping with the build up towards your orgasm.

"Use your fingers..." he commanded.

You immediately added two fingers inside your core, letting out a loud grunt. You couldn't help but use your other hand to tease your clit, making you feel even more sensations throughout your whole body. Whimpers escaped your lips, making his cock throb in excitement.

"Faster," he told you, wanting you to quake with pleasure for his amusement. All you could hear was the wet noises you made with each quick pump of your fingers. Along with a quiet echo of your moans mixed with his. His husky groans sent you over the top, almost reaching towards your climax.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," you cried, your abdomen exploding with pleasure. You rubbed your legs together, riding out your orgasm. You dropped your legs, rising up your cum covered fingers. You made a scissor motion with your index and middle finger, strings of cum stretching in between.

Your dark, alluring eyes gazed into his beautiful, caramel brown eyes. You licked your fingers clean, making Hoseok hiss. You smiled innocently, biting into the center of your bottom lip.

He walked over to you, his member tucked back in his supreme briefs. You knew he was struggling and desperate inside, wanting to be sucked off. The thought made you laugh a little.

He grabbed your hands and picked you up with ease. His warm hands cupped the sides of your face, his lips devouring yours. You held the sides of his sweater, enjoying the feeling of his desirable lips connecting with yours. He forcefully pushed his tongue into your mouth, exploring every corner. You moaned into the kiss, making Hoseok go berserk. He would place wet pecks along your jaw, sucking on the soft skin on your throat.

He began leading you to the back wall, slamming you into it. You gave out a heavy grunt, loving his aggressiveness. His hands roamed all over your stomach, making his way towards the rim of your crop top, taking it off in one swift motion. He went back to your lips, not waiting a second longer. You pushed him off of you, breathing heavily, "Take off your shirt."

He smiled devilishly, taking off his sweater and yanking his shirt over his head. His tan, engraved abs were exposed, making you bite your lip in anticipation. You traced the sheath in between his puzzle-like abs, gripping his loose shorts at the end. He grabbed your chin in between his index and thumb, bringing your head up. "My eyes are up here..." he licked his lips, going back for another passionate kiss.

You felt his hands roam across your back, unhooking your bra with ease. He let the straps fall off your shoulders, gradually pulling it off your arms. The mixture of the cold air, but the hot atmosphere made your nipples go erect. He attacked your breast, circling one with his tongue and violently pinching the other. You yelped, giving no mercy towards your sensitive nubs.

His hand traced down towards your womanhood, digging his hand into your underwear. You felt his middle finger slid in between your labias, teasing your hole when he got to it. He rose his head, his mouth hovering above your slightly parted lips. He quickly pumped his finger inside, making you scream. "Ahhh-mmph!" He plastered his hand on your mouth, adding another finger.

"You have to be quiet...or else we'll get caught," he purposefully sped the pace of his fingers, feeling your desperate moans vibrating into his hand. You couldn't handle the pleasure any more, just thinking: if his fingers made you shake, how will his cock feel? Before you can realize anything, his head was already ducked in between your legs, his pink tissue swirling around your swollen nub.

You banged your head on the wall, your hand smothering the bottom half of your face. You had a hard time keeping your eyes open, your knees threatening to snap. Trying not to look like an idiot, you used your free hand to grab a fistful of his hair, making him grunt and grin into your womanhood. You unraveled onto his face, your mind groggy from the intense pleasure. "H-hoseok..." you gasped, "I can't..." Your legs finally gave out, your back slightly sliding down the wall.

He lifted you up, walking towards the couch. He hovered above you, distracting you with his smug grin and mesmerizing eyes. Without warning he plunged into you, making you lose your voice. He hissed quietly, "Fuck, you're so damn tight..."

His pace was slow, but his thrusts were strong, never failing to take a moan out of you. You were right, you were gonna be sore the next day, but not from dancing. You were so sensitive to the point that it hurts, your mind not able to function the non-stop feeling of ecstasy. He sped up the pace, the couch moving slightly.

"Ugh...mmmm.....uhhhh," you can feel the familiar sensation you felt not long ago. You felt the fire become bigger and bigger, now almost full ablaze. You dug your nails into his back, your legs wrapped around his waist and your back arched. Reading you like a book, he said, "Cum for me..."

His sultry voice alone was enough to make you explode, making your walls clench around his member. His thrusts were starting to get sloppy, hinting that he was close. His breathing was starting to get shallow, drops of sweat dripping down his temple. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" He pulled out, pouring his seeds across your abdomen.

Fuck. That was fucking intense.

He grabbed his towel and cleaned you up, laughing at himself. "Why are you laughing?" You said in disbelief. He sighed, staring at you lovingly. He cupped both sides of your face and planted a warm kiss on your forehead. He kept his forehead against yours, "That was fucking intense, that's why." You pulled back abruptly, "Right? That's what I was thinking."

"I can't believe it, you're just so beautiful!" He squealed, squeezing your cheeks together. You laughed, admiring his bright, fanboying personality. Fuck, you're gorgeous. You leaned in for another kiss until you heard a knock on the door.

"Hyung! Are you in there?! Why is the door locked?!" You can clearly tell it was Jimin, and he was violently twisting the doorknob.

"Shit!"

#bts #bts jhope #jung hoseok #fanfiction #kinksonyeondan

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steveshcrringtons · 5 years

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Snapshots

paring(s): Jughead Jones x Amy Andrews

warning(s): uhhhh....none? Small angst I guess.

Word count: far too long. 2314

Author’s Note: This is like the first thing that I’ve written for Amy like just her. It’s kind of crappy, but I just wanted to get something written down for her backstory since the only people that knew her backstory were myself and @spider--bae. So, here is Amy’s backstory with Jughead.

tagging: @spider--bae @foxesandmagic

Age 4

It was a normal day at the park like any other. Amy and Archie were in the sandbox with Betty. They were the three amigos, and it was practically impossible to split up their trio. Amy had made friends with everyone at the park, but she chose to stick by the side of her brother and their neighbor. However, after a while, Amy noticed that there was one boy who was playing by himself in the sand. He wore a knitted hat on his head that was far too big. Amy hated to see anyone by themselves, and she always wanted to be friends with everyone, so she took it upon herself to befriend the dark haired boy.

“Hi, I’m Amy. Can I play wif you in the sand?” She questioned once she had waddled over to him.

He looked up at her, a confused look on his face before he shrugged, “Sure.”

Amy sat down beside him as she started to play with the sand, “Whas your name?”

“Jughead.” He was quiet in his response, clearly insecure about the nickname.

Amy’s eyes went wide as she looked over at him, “Das a really funny name. I like it!”

The boy smiled in relief that she liked his name. He was quiet, but while they played in the sand together, she did most of the talking for him, which he really appreciated.

“Would you like to come meet my brover?” Amy asked after a while.

Jughead pondered the decision for a moment before he nodded, causing Amy to smile as she jumped up from her spot and tugged on his hand. She pulled him over to the sandbox where there was another boy with red hair and a girl with blonde hair that looked at him when Amy came back.

“Dis is Jughead. Jughead is my new friend.” Amy introduced, “Jughead, meet my brover Archie, and our neighbor Betty.”

From that day forward, Jughead and Amy were practically inseparable. Every day they played together at the park, whether it be chasing each other around the playground, reading books together, or just playing in the sand together. They were the best of friends, never to be messed with.

Age 10

“We have to be quiet, Ames.” Jughead said, pushing the VHS into the player as they sat in front of the TV in her basement, “My dad says I’m not allowed to watch this scary of a movie yet. He says I’m too young.”

The two had decided it was a good idea to sneak down to Amy’s basement and watch It for the first time. Amy and Jughead hadn’t watched very many scary movies together yet, mostly just Goosebumps, so this was a huge step in their friendship.

“If my dad catches us, Juggie, we’re going to be in big trouble.” Amy stated.

Normally, Archie would be watching the movie with them, but lately he had decided he’d rather do more sportier activities. Whereas Amy and Jughead would rather read and watch scary movies together. Jughead pressed play on the player before he moved back to sit on the couch next to Amy.

Throughout the movie, the two stayed relatively quiet. There were a few moments where Amy hid behind a pillow and Jughead would hold her hand to get her through the scary part. It was nice, and Amy could feel her cheeks growing warm whenever he’d hold her hand.

However, one scene in the movie was enough that even Jughead holding her hand couldn’t stop her from screaming out in terror.

“Amy, shush, it’s okay! It’s just a movie.” Jughead assured as he hugged her.

“What the heck is going on down here?” Fred asked, rushing down the stairs. He noticed the movie playing on the screen, “Are you two watching It? That movie is way too scary for you two!”

He was quick to shut the movie off before he looked at Jughead and Amy. Both of them had guilty looks on their faces.

“You two were supposed to be asleep over an hour ago, and now I find that you’re watching a movie that I know you have been told you’re too young to watch. What do you have to say for yourselves?” He scolded.

“Sorry, Mr. Andrews.” Jughead said sadly.

“Sorry, Dad.” Amy responded at the same time.

“Amelia, you know better, you’ll be lucky if I don’t ground you.”

“Mr. Andrews, it’s not Amy’s fault. I begged her to watch the movie with me. We thought we could handle it.” Jughead admitted.

Fred paused for a moment before he crossed his arms, “Well, you two better not let it happen again. Now, both of you off to bed.” He stated, ushering the two children upstairs.

Amy went into her room, saying a quick goodnight to Jughead and her dad before she climbed into bed, waiting to fall asleep. She knew Jughead would be asleep in Archie’s room. Not feeling comfortable sleeping by herself, as she was still scared, she waited until she heard her father go into his bedroom before she climbed out of bed and walked down to Archie’s room. She slowly walked over to where she knew Jughead had set up his bed for the night and climbed under the covers next to him.

“Ames, what are you doing?” Jughead whispered so he didn’t wake up Archie.

“I’m too scared to sleep by myself, Juggie. What if Pennywise comes to me in a dream. Don’t let him get me, Jug.” She took a hold of his hand as she pleaded to him.

“I won’t let anything hurt you ever, Amy.” He replied before he gave her a small smile.

The two woke the next morning facing each other, still holding hands. It made both Amy and Jughead’s hearts speed up just the tiniest bit as they came to the realization.

Age 12

Lennon and Amy were quiet as they drank their milkshakes at Pop’s. The two had just finished their last day of seventh grade. It would also be Amy’s last day of school in Riverdale.

“Are you sure you don’t want to reconsider?” Lennon asked after a while.

Amy frowned and nodded, “I don’t want to leave my mom by herself, Lennon.”

“Have you told Jughead? He’s going to be so lost without you here.”

Amy felt her heartbeat speed up at Lennon’s question, “I’m going to tell him tonight when he comes over for movie night. He’ll be okay. He’s got you and Archie.”

“Neither of us are you.” Amy rolled her eyes lightly at the brunette’s words, “If you aren’t staying for me, you should be staying for him. Everyone knows how you feel about him.”

“Yeah, except him.”

***

“Alright, I’ve got the popcorn and candy. What movie are we watching?” Jughead asked as he sat down on the couch in the Andrews’ basement.

“The Princess Bride.” Amy replied with a grin causing Jughead to roll his eyes.

“You’re lucky I like you, Andrews.”

Amy’s heartbeat rapidly increased at his words, knowing that he didn’t mean them in a certain way other than he enjoyed her friendship, but one could have hope.

She grinned over at him before she picked up a handful of popcorn and started to eat them piece by piece after pressing play on the remote. She didn’t want to think about the fact that this was likely the last movie night she would be having with Jughead for a while. She knew it would only bring down her mood and that Jughead would definitely know that something was going on with her. She just decided to take it lowkey throughout the movie, so she could tell Jughead when it was over.

After about twenty minutes into the movie, Jughead reached up and grabbed the remote before he looked over at Amy,

“Alright out with it.” He stated. Amy gave him a confused look in response, “Normally you’d be reciting the movie word for word. What’s wrong?”

Amy hated that just that one thing meant that Jughead could read Amy like a damn book. He knew he so well it was scary sometimes.

“I was waiting until after the movie to tell you because I didn’t want to ruin everything, but I guess I have to tell you know.” She stated, turning her body so she was facing Jughead. She took a breath before she looked up at him, “My parents are splitting up, Juggie. My mom is moving to Chicago.”

“Oh, Ames, that’s awful I’m sorry.”

Amy held out her hand to stop him from speaking more, “I’m not done.” She paused before frowning, “I’m going with my mom, Jug.”

“To like help her move out there and stuff? Is Archie going?”

Amy could feel tears in the back of her throat as she shook her head, “No, Juggie. I’m moving out there with her. Archie is staying here.”

“What do you mean you’re moving out there? What about your dad and Archie? What about Lennon?” He paused as he frowned at her, “What about me?”

“I can’t just let my mom go out there by herself. She’d be leaving her only two children.”

“And splitting up you and Archie is a better plan?!” He exclaimed, standing up as he started to pace around the basement.

Amy let him pace and come to terms with what she was telling him before he stopped and turned to her,

“When are you leaving?”

“Next week.”

“Next week?! You’re going to just drop this bomb on me and then leave?”

Amy frowned as she stood off the couch, hurrying over to him to comfort him. She went to reach out for his hand before he pulled away.

“Juggie, please don’t be mad at me.”

“Be mad at you? Ames, I’m devastated. You’re my best friend, and you’re moving to Chicago, and you just want me to deal with it and act like you mean nothing to me.” He shook his head as he frowned, “Sorry, I can’t do that.”

By now the tears were flowing down Amy’s face as she looked up at him, “I don’t know what else to do, Juggie.”

He sighed before he cupped her face in his hands as he looked down at her, “Stay, Ames. Stay here with your dad and Archie...stay here with me.”

“I can’t, Jughead. She’s my mom.”

That was when Amy noticed that Jughead was also crying. She had no idea that this would hit him so hard. She figured that he had Lennon and Archie and Betty, and he would be okay without her there. She could feel her heart breaking at the sight,

“I’m sorry.” She said softly as she pulled him in for a hug.

Age 12 - Goodbye

Amy sighed as she put her last suitcase in her mom’s car. She had already said goodbye to Lennon earlier that morning over egg sammies. There were definitely a lot of tears shed and promises to keep in touch no matter what. Amy had said goodbye to Archie when they packed up the car. Amy cried but Archie stayed strong. Lastly, Amy had said goodbye to her dad after Archie with a promise that she would call him that night when they arrived. Jughead had yet to show up, and Amy couldn’t stall anymore despite her best efforts.

She put her headphones on as she got in the car, ready to get this long drive over with. She waved to Archie and her dad as her mom pulled away from the house slowly. Amy felt like she was saying goodbye to her whole life, and yet she hadn’t even gotten to say goodbye to her whole world.

Amy looked in the side mirror as her mother drove down the street. After a moment, Amy saw something coming into view, causing her heartbeat to speed up as she recognized who it was.

“Mom, stop the car.” Amy stated as she looked over at her mom.

“What?”

“Stop the car!”

Mary put her foot on the brake and slowed the car to a stop. Amy tugged off her seatbelt quickly before she got out, leaving the door open as she ran toward Jughead. He skidded his bike to a stop before getting off and rushing over to Amy, pulling her into a tight hug,

“I’m sorry I waited until the last minute. I was in denial that you were actually leaving.” He apologized instantly.

“I thought you weren’t going to say goodbye.”

“This isn’t goodbye, Ames. This is a see you later, because I refuse to believe that I will never see you again.”

The two pulled back slightly, looking at each other with small smiles. Jughead opened his mouth to speak before he closed it quickly, his smile turning to a frown.

“Amy, I…” He drifted off for a moment as he looked down at her.

Amy’s heart was beating a thousand beats a second as she waited for him to continue.

“Have a safe trip. Call me when you get there.” He finished.

Amy frowned as she felt her hopes fall and shatter before she put on a fake smile and nodded before hugging him tightly,

“I’ll see you later, Juggie.” She said before she pulled away and started to walk back to the car.

“Did he tell you his feelings for you?” Her mother asked when she got back in the car.

Amy felt a tear fall down her face as she shook her head, starting at the reflection of Jughead still in the side mirror,

“No. He told me to call him when we get there.” Amy replied quietly.

“I’m sorry, Honey.” Mary stated as she held her daughter’s hand in her own.

Amy sighed before she pulled her hand from her mother’s, putting her headphones back on,

“It’s fine. Let’s just get back on the road.”

#amy andrews #jughead jones #Amy x jughead #jamy #riverdale fanfiction #my writing

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bluejaytaco · 6 years

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Superhero AU (8)

Still going strong! Read it here under The Failings of Project Millenium on AO3 or see everything under the Superhero AU tag here!

He could hear some kind of girlish giggle.

For a moment it was as if he were floating alone in a void. Nothing touched him; it was almost like he was falling in slow motion.

Jounouchi looked up and found his eyes locked on a woman in a cat mask. Through it, he could see glowing blue eyes. He looked around to see the void he was floating in was attached to her.

She gently placed him on his feet but continued to float herself.

“Hello.” Her voice was young and soft. Her long pale hair flowed in the air as if they were in water. She looked like a ghost in a black mask.

“Uhhhh,” Jounouchi said, at loss for real words.

The giggling came back. It surrounded him.

“You are a good person, Jounouchi Katsuya. And your influence on all of us has been a great one.”

“All of you?”

She nodded and finally touched the ground. “With the presence of Horus and Ra, we can finally see all the outside influences. The people who changed us without the need for the powers within.” She touched his chest. “Sadly, to communicate as I do now and to survive that last attack, you needed to gain something from... well, Set is fond of calling him 'Patient Zero.' When he's not present to hear it, of course.”

“Lady, I don't wanna sound rude or anything, but you're confusing the Hell out of me.”

“In time, it won't. The Mother can see it; we will all find peace.” She sighed and shook her head. “And that includes you with your feelings for Set.” She lifted her mask.

Jounouchi lost all the air in his lungs. She was beautiful. As pale and delicate-looking as a lily. She looked like the statue of a goddess he'd seen in books come to life. Maybe that's exactly what she was; he couldn't be sure.

She smiled kindly and took Jou's face in her hands. She gently pressed her forehead to his. “They referred to me as Subject Bast. From now on, I will help guide you.” She released him a second later and backed up. “Take care of him, Jounouchi Katsuya.”

Jounouchi opened his mouth but all the words fled as he felt a familiar sensation of waking up. She was fading and getting further away. “Hey, wait!”

Jounouchi blinked dumbly as he stared up at a stark white ceiling. He could feel the bed against his back and a mask on his face.

Hospital. He was in the hospital. That made sense.

He turned his head to see a chair pulled next to his bedside. Kaiba was sitting by, legs crossed and head propped up on his fist. His eyes were closed and his breathing was at a soft, even pace.

Jou snorted. “So, you can't turn it off either.” He looked back up at the ceiling and smiled. “Typical.” By the light outside, it looked to be dawn. If that was the case, it was possible Kaiba sat there the entire night.

He would expect that out of anyone else. His sister, Yugi, even Ryo. But Kaiba? Not anymore. Not after...

Jounouchi's smile tensed and quivered as he felt a sob escaped. He blinked the tears from his eyes. “You're such an asshole.”

Kaiba slowly opened one eye but said nothing.

Yugi paced in the waiting room. By this time, he'd chewed his fingernails to nubs as all the concern for his best friend flooded in and bounced around his brain. Everyone else had left after a bit of persuasion. Shizuka was pulled away with the promise of an update as soon as Jounouchi woke up. Ryo had to fill Bakura in on everything that happened. Anzu had to go back home to talk to the police about the situation. Mokuba was convinced to leave by Kaiba before the older one walked into Jounouchi's room, despite the doctors and nurses attempts to kick him out.

Atem was dragged away by one of Kaiba's men with Mokuba but was back at the hospital an hour later. He leaned against the wall and watched Yugi. “He's going to be fine.”

Yugi let out a soft laugh. “Yeah, I guess.” He turned and looked at Atem. “Who was that?”

“B-” Atem pursed his lips and thought better of calling the other by his name. No reason for this to spread too far. “Anubis.”

Yugi tensed at the name.

Atem looked down at the floor. “He's... another one of the results from the Project. The most dangerous one of all.”

The story he was told flashed in his mind as Yugi nodded. “Grandpa told me... He tried to kill you.”

Atem snorted and smirked. “He failed.”

“But you're still afraid of him because of that...”

The smirk faded.

“...And now Jounouchi is laying in a hospital bed because of him.”

That hit much harder than Yugi may have intended. Atem swallowed thickly. Jounouchi had done what he could to protect them. Uncaring that, out of everyone in that house, he was the one who probably could have used the protection. Atem sucked in a deep breath. “Your grandfather was right not to trust me.”

Yugi blinked and turned to look at Atem. “Yeah, I guess he was in a way.”

Atem pursed his lips into a thin line.

“But that doesn't mean you get to leave and forget about me.”

He blinked and looked back up. Yugi was staring at him, eyebrows furrowed and a deep set frown.

He uncrossed his arms as Yugi stepped closer and got in his personal space. A warm feeling pooled over him.

“We're too far in this to pull back now.”

Atem blinked before he remembered himself and relaxed. “I guess you're right.” He shoved his hands in his pockets. “Even if I stay away from you, Anubis could find you.”

“I was more referring to the fact I don't want to break this off but yeah, I guess that works too.” Yugi pulled back as a blush found its way to his cheeks.

Atem felt his face heat up as well. “Are you saying you care more about our friendship than you do about Anubis coming to kill you?”

“Crazy, isn't it?”

“A little.”

Yugi laughed softly and shrugged. “I guess that just describes me perfectly.”

The door to the waiting room flew open. They both looked over at Kaiba and the CEO glared at Atem. “I thought you went home.”

“I came back when Mokuba went to sleep.”

He sneered. “Of course you did.” He turned his attention to Yugi. “The idiot's awake now. He wants to make sure you're okay.”

“Make sure I'm okay?!”

Kaiba gestured to the door and Yugi immediately ran in. He then turned and looked at Atem when the third party was out of earshot.

Atem looked back up at Kaiba and sighed. “Alright. I'm willing to consider that Bakura could be Anubis.”

“Oh? Am I allowed to have that one? How kind of you.” He ignored the dirty look from Atem and glared into the middle distance. “What happened can't be allowed to happen again.”

“It doesn't have to. We know where Bakura went. We can get the mask back and destroy it.”

“We should also consider terminating the wielder as well.”

The suggestion was met with silence.

“Atem,” he growled in warning.

“Kaiba, we can't just kill him.”

“Why not? He has no problem trying to kill us. We'd be doing everyone a favor.”

“Not Ryo.”

“Ryo can go with him. Thousand yen says he knew about all of this. Two thousand says he's one of us.”

Atem grunted and looked away.

“I don't hear you arguing.”

He shoved a hand in his pocket and pulled out two bills. He glared at Kaiba as he pushed it into his hand. “I'm not an idiot, Kaiba.”

“Are you sure?”

The glare deepened. “I won't hear any more of this. We take the Anubis mask but Bakura lives.”

“I didn't come here to negotiate with you.”

“No, you came here to tell me how things would be, then you're suddenly surprised when I don't agree. This isn't a negotiation because I won't let it happen any other way; plain and simple.”

Kaiba let out a snort. “Then you better be there to stop me.” He turned to walk away.

“Why? Because you'll finally become the monster your father was trying to create?”

He froze as his hand pressed against the door. He stared at the glass. In the reflection, he could make out the faint lines of Atem. He had crossed his arms.

Kaiba's fingers curled into a fist as he pushed off the door and glared darkly at Atem. “How dare you-”

“Also! Just for your list of people with my abilities within them? Jounouchi can be added as of today. I'm sure he'd like to know what your father planned for people like us.” Atem stood his ground, arms crossed and feet firmly planted.

Kaiba's eyes widened just a fraction. He sucked in a breath to calm himself and took a step back. “Alright, I'll humor you. Give me one good reason why Anubis shouldn't be terminated on sight.”

“Murder is illegal?”

“Do you think I really care about the legal system? Try again.”

Atem clenched his jaw and looked away for a moment. “Alright, consider this; we're all still alive despite Anubis attempting to kill us all.”

“I fail to see-”

“All of us, including Jounouchi, will walk away despite Anubis being specifically trained to kill all targets on sight.”

Kaiba stared at Atem.

“There's a reason for that. A reason we can't find out if Bakura is dead.”

“That's... a little more valid.” He looked back at the door leading to Jounouchi's room and crossed his arms. “I'd also like to ask him a few questions, now that you mention it.”

“I had a feeling you might.”

Bakura was preparing for a bath when Ryo stormed into their apartment. He didn't think anything of the change in pressure or how cold the water suddenly felt against his skin.

He barely even jumped when the bathroom door flew opened and slammed against the wall hard enough to make the surface crack. He just looked back at the other blankly and waited for him to regain his composure.

Ryo glared at him through his bangs, left eye glowing softly.

“Can I help you?”

“Are you mortally wounded?”

Bakura looked over all the wounds on his body. He was bleeding in a few places but it was nothing substantial. He shook his head. “No.”

“You're about to be.”

He smiled at the other boy. “It's cute when you think you can scare me.”

“Do you have any idea what you've done?”

Bakura shut off the water and sighed. “I made the presence of Anubis known.”

“You nearly killed our friends!”

“Don't sugarcoat this and try to make me feel part of the group. Your friends; not mine.” He wrung out his hair and grabbed for a towel.

“Jounouchi was hospitalized because of this!”

“He shouldn't have been in there to begin with.”

“You're such a-!” Ryo was interrupted by the sound of someone at the door. His eye glowed again for a moment before they widened. “Hide.”

Bakura frowned but didn't question it for long as Ryo ran from the room as the knocking got louder. He wrapped the towel around his waist and opened an exit for himself.

Ryo sucked in a deep breath before he opened the door and feigned surprise. “...Kaiba? Atem? Is everything okay?”

“You know damn well it isn't.”

Atem shot a look at Kaiba. “What he means to say is... we know about Bakura and his abilities.”

Ryo nodded. “I... kind of figured. Would you like to come in?” He stepped away from the door, knowing the other two would follow.

“Sorry for the intrusion.”

Kaiba sneered at Atem. “This really isn't the time for you to practice your etiquette.”

“Ryo did nothing wrong. There's no need to be rude to him.” He didn't bother to look back at Kaiba as he walked into the apartment and found Ryo in a small kitchen.

“Have a seat.” He gestured to the couches in the other room.

Atem did exactly that and watched Ryo prepare what looked to be tea.

Kaiba wasn't so keen on the other's hospitality. “We're not staying for pleasantries. Where's the other one?”

“I haven't seen him since last night. He most likely knew you would seek him out and decided to stay away from home.” He walked out with two cups and placed them on the table.

Atem frowned. “So the mask would be with him.”

Ryo nodded. He looked between the two. “Is that what you're here for? The mask?”

“Ryo, if you know of his abilities, then you must know to have that mask back in the hands of its user is very dangerous. It might be only a matter of time before he begins to become unstable.”

Kaiba crossed his arms. “Moreso than he is right now.”

Ryo looked at them in confusion for a moment. Then, something dawned on him and he nodded. “I see. I understand the concern.” He sighed. “As soon as I see him again, I'll do everything I can to get that mask back.”

Kaiba nodded. “See to it that you do. That thing should have been destroyed with everything else from that asinine project.”

Atem gave Kaiba another look before he turned to Ryo again. “Thank you for understanding. I apologize for taking up so much of your time.”

“It was no trouble.” He walked the two back out and stared at the door for a moment. Only when he was sure they weren't coming back did he open a small dark tear in the world. He knew Bakura would see the light and come back.

It only took the other a few seconds. “Well? What happened?”

“They want the mask. They say it shouldn't be back in the hands of Anubis.”

Bakura chuckled and crossed his arms. “Well, they're not wrong. But it also should've never been made in the first place.”

Ryo didn't say anything more as he walked back into the living room and lit a small, black candle on an end table next to a lone chair. He didn't need to ask for Bakura to step closer. As soon as the candle was lit, the other's hand was in his left, thumb moved and rubbed against his wrist.

The world around them was consumed by darkness. The small flame was the only source of light, despite the three glowing beings. Two men and one woman stood by with masks in place.

Ryo turned and frowned at them. “Where's Bast?”

They looked at one another before. The woman in a cow mask spoke up first. “We haven't seen her since... uh...” She glanced at Bakura.

Bakura glared at her. “Since when, Hathor? Use your words.”

“Since you decided to attempt murder. Again.” The taller man in an ibis mask growled right back.

“See? Thoth gets it.”

Ryo shot Bakura a look then returned his glance to the three.

“She worried quite a bit about Set. I wouldn't doubt she is with him.” The last remaining spirit chimed in. His mask was smoothed over with a dark green tint to it.

Ryo looked at him, unsure. “She's always been worried about Set. What would cause her to so suddenly seek him out?”

One by one, they all looked at Bakura.

Bakura blinked and frowned at all of them. “What?”

It was then that it dawned on Ryo. “Jounouchi.”

Hathor let out a soft hiss. “She did mention Jounouchi. I just kinda thought she was envious.”

“Did she say anything else before she left?”

“No. She just kinda went away when... the fight was over.”

“Osiris,” Ryo turned and frowned at the one in the green mask, “did she speak to you about anything?”

He shook his head. “Bast was silent during the battle.”

“But she has been very quiet as of late.” There was a frown in Thoth's voice.

Ryo nodded and looked down. “She... she's always been protective of Set. Something must've really scared her. Something worse than you.”

He didn't even need to glance for Bakura to know he was talking to him. He just squeezed the other's hand as Ryo looked back up.

“There... is still one of us unaccounted for,” Hathor said, very softly. “Maybe she's afraid he might come back.”

“We're working on that.”

“But can you blame her for wanting to attempt to protect him? I'm surprised none of us are attaching to Horus in the same way.”

“There's little need for that. Horus can handle himself quite nicely.” Osiris looked at Bakura. “As you already know.”

Bakura snorted. “We're not here to talk about me.”

“Not today, at least.” Osiris glanced back at Ryo. “We all have our fears surrounding the future for you four living. This fear has even made its way to The Mother.”

Bakura sneered at the title.

Ryo ignored it and just nodded. “I understand. But there's very little need to fear.”

The three of them stared at Ryo.

“Ra...” Thoth stepped forward. “There's a very large need to fear so long as he's still out there.”

Ryo bit his lip.

Bakura narrowed his eyes as he felt a hitch in Ryo's pulse. “That's enough.” He pulled his hand out of Ryo's.

The darkness faded as light took over and the spirits disappeared from view. As Bakura put out the candle with his fingers, Ryo stared at the spot where he'd seen Thoth just seconds before. He held his left hand to his chest. “They're not wrong.”

Bakura glanced at Ryo and growled. “They never are.”

“Dude, stop worrying so much! I'm fine!”

“You're a little too fine. Are you sure you're not in pain?”

“That's what these bad boys are for.” Jounouchi shook a still full container of painkillers before he adjusted his sling.

Yugi still didn't look convinced.

“Seriously, let's just talk about something else for a while. Kinda sick of thinking about my broken bones and being out of work.”

Yugi nodded and looked down. There was another question he wanted to ask but almost wondered if Jounouchi might prefer talking about the broken bones again. He eyed Jounouchi carefully. “So. Kaiba spent a lot of time in your room. Have you two...?”

Jounouchi grimaced.

“...Sorry.”

“It's fine. Just,” he sighed and shook his head, “no. Nothing's happening between us. Not since, you know, that night.”

For a moment, Yugi just watched his friend in silence. He was almost afraid of the look on his face at the mention of Kaiba. But, he couldn't help himself. There was pain on both sides. “He was really worried.”

“Yeah, well, so was I when I woke up in the middle of the night to some red light trying to blind me and he wouldn't tell me what the fuck was going on.”

Yugi frowned.

Jou blinked then looked away. “Sorry. It's just... frustrating.”

“Do you ever think about trying again?”

He snorted. “About as often as you think about asking your eye candy out.”

“Don't try to change the subject.” He tried to hide his rapidly heating features.

Jou smirked. “I'm not. I'm just saying a lot.”

He didn't look back at the blond for a moment. He just leaned back and sighed softly. “I really think you two should talk about this.”

He shot Yugi a look of warning. “Oh yeah?”

“Yeah. You two obviously still care about each other, so-”

“How about the day you actually ask out Atem is the day I talk to Kaiba.”

The two stared at one another for a moment. Then, Yugi pulled out his phone. His eyes stayed locked onto Jounouchi's, only glancing down at the contacts briefly.

He brought the phone up to his ear.

The other end barely rang. “Hello, Yugi!”

While looking directly at the blond, Yugi did everything he could to make it seem like he had nerves of steel and something like this isn't going to faze him. But inside, as soon as he heard that voice, his stomach tightened. “Hey, Atem... listen, I was thinking we should go out sometime.”

“... outside of class, you mean.”

“Yeah.”

“With no friends.”

“Yep.”

“... just the two of us.”

His poker face was slipping. “Yeah.”

There was a pause on the other end. Then, it all seemed to dawn on Atem. “Is this going to be a date?” There was a hint of... something in his voice.

“Y-yeah?” He had to keep it up. Nerves of steel despite the flutter in his stomach.

“Yes. I would like that.”

“Cool! Uh, so how about Friday at six?”

“That sounds perfect.” There was a smile in Atem's voice.

“Great! I'll come by your place around then!” With a quick goodbye, Yugi pulled the phone away from his ear and gestured to Jounouchi. “Your turn.”

Jou stared at him then leaned back and looked away stubbornly.

Yugi frowned.

“It's just... hard, you know?” The blond spoke through a tight throat.

The frown deepened. Yugi nodded. “Yeah. I know.”

After Yugi hung up, Atem simply stood in the hallway and stared straight. He felt lighter as the giddiness took control. He could feel an energy move through his body that demanded some kind of outlet. A jump for joy, a scream of some kind, something.

He didn't even realize he was hopping until Mokuba stepped out of the game room and raised an eyebrow at him. “You came out here so you could dance?”

Atem paused as he tried to regain his composure. He coughed into his fist. “Let's return to the game now.” He maneuvered around Mokuba and walked back into the room.

Mokuba followed him with his eyes. A smile slowly worked its way on his face. “So, what made you sprint out of here? Leaving in the middle of a game isn't like you; thought you were going to be sick.”

“It was just a phone call. Nothing more.” He picked up his controller.

The young Kaiba walked over and studied Atem's face. He raised an eyebrow as the other leaned back.

“What?”

“It was Yugi.”

Atem blinked as his face started to heat up.

“He called to ask you out, didn't he?”

The heat increased and he looked away.

“God, I'm good!” Mokuba grinned and pulled the controller from Atem's hand. He flipped through the menu before he landed on a game. “You know, normally I'd take this opportunity to thrash you considering you're so gaga over your upcoming date-”

“Gaga?”

“-but I'm feeling nice today. So, I want you to play this game I've been meaning to test.” He handed the controller back to Atem and pushed the other back onto the couch. The screen was already full of strange little shapes, all of which moved and bent as he pressed buttons.

He worked with the shape as he tried to learn the game's true objective.

Mokuba plopped down on the couch next to him with a drink in hand. “So, when's the date?”

“Friday.”

“Cool. That gives us plenty of time.”

“For what?”

“Grooming you so you're not a romantic disaster like Seto.”

Atem looked at Mokuba in confusion. It took him a moment before a frown took over his features. “A romantic disaster?”

Mokuba just grinned. “Don't worry. Yugi'll be swooning.”

Atem couldn't help but be worried.

#puzzleshipping #puppyshipping #violetshipping #jounouchi katsuya #seto kaiba #yugi mutou #atem #ryo bakura #thief king bakura #mokuba kaiba #superhero au #ygo fanfiction #writings

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surveys-at-your-service · 3 years

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Survey #396

“every time i leave, you say you won’t be there, & you’re always there”

So, is it gif with a hard G or soft G? I used to say "jif," but now I pronounce it as "gif." If you use libraries, what is the largest overdue fine you’ve ever had? *shrug* Do you ever borrow things other than books from the library? I remember back in the day, they used to offer educational computer games, and I bought a dinosaur one as a kid that I was madly obsessed with. Are there still any movie rental places left where you live? Just Redbox things outside of some stores. Do you ever buy secondhand books (or DVDs, video games, CDs)? Yeah; Ebay is my friend. Or do you prefer them to be brand new? I mean yeah, but it's not a massive deal to me so long the thing is operational or not falling apart. Do you ever write fanfic? Of what? Nah. Do you ever READ fanfic? Of what? Also nah. Do you have a favorite classical composer? No. Have you ever had multicolored/rainbow hair? No, but I would LOVE to. What kind of hats, if any, do you like to wear? I don't wear hats. What is your #1 deal-breaker with friendships? If you're manipulative, byyyyyeeeee~ Who is your favorite character on Bob’s Burgers and why? (If you watch it) I've seen some episodes, but I don't actually watch it. Have you ever had a retro celebrity crush? Like a crush on an “old” celebrity who was most famous a long time ago or is long dead? Audrey Hepburn, for one, is drop-dead GORGEOUS. When you buy/receive new clothes, do you instantly wear them or wash first? It depends on what I bought and where it's from. What’s the weirdest item you’ve seen for sale on Ebay? Idk. Are parents to blame for what their kids do on the Internet? No; kids make their own choices. I do, however, believe the parents should monitor what they do until they reach a certain degree of maturity, as well as the child's history with what they've done on the Internet. Do you use acronyms to remember things? Sometimes. Do you take pills like Tylenol for the littlest aches and pains? No. Only if I'm really in pain will I take Ibuprofen/Advil. Don’t you think Crocs are ugly? Big time. I don't know why they're in vogue now when they used to be so widely hated. When was the last time you went roller skating? Oh, it's been years. Who was your favorite Ninja Turtle? I was never into the franchise. Horror flicks make you: laugh, scream, or squirm? I prefer the ones that make you uneasy. I'm not a big fan of the nasty ones, and I want to feel on edge when I'm watching a horror film, but it's EXTREMELY rare I become legitimately scared. If you could become a doctor, what would you specialize in? Uhhhh. Maybe genetic disorders. What’s the cutest thing a little kid has ever said to/in front of you? I'm sure it was something my niece or nephew said, but I'm unsure of what. They've said many adorable things. Did any characters from TV shows scare you as a kid? Which one(s)? FUCKING KING RAMSES FROM COURAGE THE COWARDLY DOG. FUCK he gave me nightmares. What’s the saddest thing you’ve heard on the news recently? I was very saddened to hear about the giraffe that died giving birth. Do you believe that acupuncture works? I'm not educated enough on this subject. Have you ever been hypnotized? No, and I don't believe it's possible to be. What’s the first food you can smell when you enter the mall? The soft pretzels, omg. That little stand is my favorite part of our local mall. They make DELICIOUS pretzels. What is the worst hurt you’ve ever experienced? Jason leaving. Are huge muscles gross or sexy? Like serious body builders, it's gross to me. I prefer a natural musculature. Have you ever fished and caught something weird? I know I have, but what isn't coming to mind. Do you use an umbrella when it rains? Unless it is absolutely pouring, no. Do you like getting caught in the rain? No. What is the hardest part of cleaning for you? It requires physical exertion and I am INCREDIBLY weak with non-existent stamina. Do you have any fake flowers in your room? No. Do you own any succulents? No. What is your favorite thing about spring? The only thing I like about spring are all the flowers. What is something you find hard to draw? HANDS. UGH. Was it sunny for your senior prom pictures? Sigh. It was a beautiful sunset. I REALLY wish I didn't delete all those pictures from existence. Have you ever seen a double rainbow? I've seen like, a triple rainbow. What’s one thing you want to learn how to make? Your ordinary meals. I really want to be able to cook my own food from scratch. Do you have stomach issues? Maybe TMI, but it's been questioned but not fully examined that I may have IBS. My stomach is very sensitive. When was the last time you apologized and didn’t mean it? I'm not sure. Do you prefer to be the “talker” or the “listener” in a conversation? The listener. What’s a movie that you think everyone should see? Johnny Got His Gun. If you could have any hair color, what color would you want? Either pastel pink or light creamsicle orange. When was the last time you saw your “first love”? February of 2017. Who’s the smartest person you know personally? My best guy friend Girt. What makes them so smart? He's just very intelligent. Book-smart. Are there any bands/artists that get you all emotional? Ozzy. He and his music are so important to me. What’s your favourite aunt or uncle’s first name? Robert. Have you ever done a first aid course? No. What time do you generally wake up in the morning? It varies from like, 6:00-8:30ish. If you could have one superpower, what would it be? Definitely shapeshifting. I'd love to be a druid, man. Do you ever make surveys? If so, are they long or short? No, but I combine them because I don't like surveys that are too short by my standards. When is the next time you’ll change your hairstyle? Will you color it? Honestly, probably never. I love my current hairstyle, but I most certainly plan on dyeing it maaaany more times. As a child, what was your favorite game to play? I was hooked on the first three Spyro games. I would play 'em over and over. Do any of your siblings have significant others? Do you like them? My older sister is married, and I am NOT a fan of her husband. He's WAY too conservative and bigoted and racist and misogynistic, etc. etc. He's wonderful as a dad, like holy shit he loves his kids, but his beliefs are abhorrent. Dad's daughter is also married, and her husband is awesome. Mom's eldest daughter is also married, and her husband seems cool. My brother has a fiancee that I've never met. Do you believe in the concept of global warming? No fucking shit I do. It's impossible to logically deny, especially as the years go on. When was the last time you took a picture of something? Was it yourself? I took some pictures of this beautiful hydrangea bush outside the TMS office a few days ago. When drinking soda, do you prefer bottles or cans or poured in a glass? Cans, because it stays colder. Do you wear deodorant? Um, yes? If you had a pet pig, what would you name it? Probably something very unoriginal, like Wilbur. Do you like Led Zeppelin? I LOVE "Kashmir." "Stairway to Heaven" was madly important to me, but yeah... I can't listen to it anymore. Like seriously, I haven't in years. Do you like hugs? I do. Have you read the Constitution of the United States of America? Only the Bill of Rights for school. Do you have your own computer or use a family one? I have my own laptop. Do you take out the trash? Sometimes. Is there a calendar in the room you’re in? Outdated meerkat ones. What is your best friend’s name? Sara Jane. :') Have you ever seen a real-life cop chase? Maybe? What is your favorite shape? Circles. Are pigs adorable or dirty? They're precious! And pigs are actually a lot cleaner than people think, if they're not muddy. Anything moldy in your house? Not to my knowledge. Our old house had a serious mold problem, though, which is the primary reason we had to move. Especially with Mom having cancer at the time, she needed to be in the most sterile environment possible. Have you ever been in an earthquake? No. Do you enjoy history? No. Are you watching TV right now? No, but rather GameGrumps on YT. Could you ever be a mortician? True shit, it actually doesn't seem THAT bad. Can you solve a Rubik’s cube? Never seriously tried. How many pets do you have? Just two right now. Are you more close with your mom or dad? My mom. Who is the person that has impacted your life the most? Jason. Or Mom. Have you ever had a pet fish? Yeah. Poor things, they had terrible husbandry. I've learned a hell of a lot from a YouTuber/streamer that is like obsessed with fish about just how misinformed people are on how to take care of various fish. Your goldfish in that little bowl died for a reason, you know. Do you believe in ghosts? Yes. Do you prefer tea or coffee? Both suck. Have you ever vaped? No. How did your parents meet? They were co-workers. What was your first word? "Dada." Have you ever had a kinky dream about a celebrity? ... I mighta lmao. When was the last time you had Nutella? A long time ago. It reeeeaaaally needs to stay out of my house, because I will eat it straight out of the jar. Name someone with a sexy sounding voice. So I don't know where this was, but Mark was once credited in something as "if chocolate had a voice" and I was like YOU FUCKIN BET YOUR SWEET ASS.

#survey #surveys #random questions #lyrics: ''jet city woman'' by queensryche

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crimsonrevolt · 6 years

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Congratulations Chloe you’ve been accepted to Crimson Revolt as Sybill Trewlawney!

↳ please refer to our character checklist

Your application was such a treat to find in our inbox, Chloe! From the expanded traits to the wonderful headcanons you gave, your Sybill is so wonderfully fleshed out. The love you have for her is amazing and we all loved just how well you captured her - ‘she’s always been unafraid to march to the beat of her own drum‘ completely sold us. It’s so clear to see from you application just how much you’ve thought about the role that Sybill has to play in the war and gone into so much detail about her involvement with Aversio it’s such a pleasure to see! We think that Sybill will fit in just wonderfully and we cannot wait to have you both in our roleplay!

Application beneath the cut

OUT OF CHARACTER

INTRODUCTION

Chloe, she/her, GMT, from England

ACTIVITY

Well it’s been a little while since I’ve actively roleplayed so I might start out a little rusty, but given the preference you have for longer threads and your lenient activity limit I’m sure I’ll be around fairly often, like three times a week at least. (to give you a number I’d say like 7/10 on the active scale)

TRIGGERS

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HOW DID YOU FIND US?

I was looking through the hp rp tag, and to be honest I was looking specifically for a Sybill Trelawney to play that I felt was actually a good representation of her character and also sat within an rp that had a good plot aha

WHAT HARRY POTTER CHARACTER DO YOU IDENTIFY WITH MOST?

Maybe a cliché but I really loved Ginny (in the books of course, don’t EVER get me started with the mess they made of her character in the movies dear god) she was spunky and confident (and ginger like myself, which tbqh has made me slightly bias in favour of the whole Weasley clan. Like you’re telling me not only do they deal w/ shit for being blood traitors but they redheads too??? Hard knock life, my man.) And of course my dear Sybill, who was just trying to be understood in a world that wasn’t quite ready for her.

ANYTHING ELSE?

Nope

IN CHARACTER

DESIRED CHARACTER

Sybill Trelawney

FACE CLAIM

Alycia Debnam Carey isn’t an fc I’ve ever worked with before but after browsing her tag and doing a little research she seems an excellent choice for Sybill in my opinion, and since she’s your chosen fc too I’m sure you’d have no problem with me picking her. (I am also partial to Juno Temple as Sybill, but I kinda feel that’s getting a little overdone)

REASON FOR CHOSEN CHARACTER

Uhhhh this is just a general comment but I really love that you’ve made Sybill a big of a fighter and actually self confident like all the time I see her portrayed as this scared little thing and I don’t think that’s accurate, like I’ve always felt that (at least in her younger years, before the world beat her down a bit) Sybill would have been a passionate and confident woman with faith in her gift and a desire to set the world to rights. Her words aren’t always tactful, sure, but I think everything Sybill says she says because she thinks it needs to be heard.

When I first read about this Aversio group you’d created I wasn’t sure that putting Sybill in with such people was the right choice but after a little thought the idea really grew on me. I think Sybill’s visions have forced her to witness so much death and destruction that she has been powerless to prevent, and who wouldn’t be made angry like that? Who wouldn’t grab the first chance that came along to take back some of that power, to try and defend the people she loved? Sybill is part of this group for all the right reasons. She’s fighting for freedom and safety, but she’s not naïve, she doesn’t think the order sitting around and just waiting to form counter attacks are doing enough. I also feel she was something of a loner in school and despite being quite clever was never really invited into or considered for the order and so perhaps this comes from the ever so slight niggling urge she has to prove herself, because despite being a hippy dippy seer she’s also capable of affecting change and taking part in things. (If anything her visions and prophecies have only made her more determined to change the world, for she will have seen how truly tits up everything could go.)

I just have a longstanding love for Sybill, she’s always been unafraid to march to the beat of her own drum. Like, refusing to take on the name ‘higglebottom’ and so causing the end of your own marriage?? That’s hardcore. That’s a woman who won’t take no shit. Yeah, I love Sybill and I am forever searching for an rp with what I feel is an accurate representation of her. This is getting long so I’ll wind it down now, but if you’d like to hear anything more about my love for Syb pls just do message me lmao.

PREFERRED SHIPS // CHARACTER SEXUALITY // GENDER & PRONOUNS

Sybill has always been wary of romance and love. With her gift it is easy to see the multitude of ways things can fall apart. Not only that, but it is hard to find someone with complete faith in this gift of hers, someone who truly believes all her madcap ramblings and feels the power of nature and the universe as much as she does. (Of course, she would only ever settle down with someone who believed in this power as much as she did and yet like her was not afraid to question it.) Sex is different to romance, though, I think Sybill views sex as something much simpler and it’s very much a pleasure she indulges in without ever feeling guilty about it. Honestly I think she can be quite the flirt when she wants, not ashamed of her desire to lure a man or woman into her bed for the night, because why should we deny ourselves such a simple craving? We shouldn’t.

As far as ships go I’m very happy just to go with the flow, nothing prioritised. Sybill goes by she/her pronouns, did consider them/they for a while but after some contemplation in the forest realised her energy was decidedly feminine in its nurturing and care, even if it was a little wilder and more adventurous. (Sexuality I touched on a little above, i feel like she’d be very fluid about it and call herself bisexual if pushed on the subject)

CREATE ONE (OR MORE!) OF THE FOLLOWING FOR YOUR CHARACTER:

-EXPAND ON THE TRAITS

Self-assured- Sybill has gotten comfortable with her gift of sight, and by extension- since she’s long felt like that was the most drastic aspect of her personality- the rest of herself. She’s confident in who she is and the doubts of others can no longer throw her off her chosen course.

Free-spirited- spends a lot of time out in nature, but its much more than that. Sybill is very unassuming and so as long as what/who you are is not a cause of harm (for example, unless you are a death eater) she is quite happy to not only let you continue with your life and hobbies, but likely also interested in learning about it. She is happy for you to be in love, she is happy for you to mindlessly fuck, she is happy for you to abstain and spend all your time writing. As long as your soul is good and warm, you can be counted as a friend of Sybill’s.

Crafty- well, there’s the obvious definition of her being artistic which is true, Sybill likes to paint and tell fanciful stories and take one mans trash to make into her own treasure. But her crafty mind also makes her quite statistical, she can wriggle her way out of almost any problem and really earns her keep as one of the strategic minds of Aversio.

Genuine- Another fairly obvious I feel. Some of the stuff Sybill says may be odd, but she means every word of it. This applies to her actions too. She has not one conniving or manipulative bone in her body, she never lies. Everything Sybill does is honest and true to the core of who she is.

Dreamer- constantly lost in her own world. Idealistic almost to a fault, often too optimistic about the future. Sometimes too optimistic about the present and so gets herself into dangerous situations just because she underestimated the circumstances.

Emotional- oh GOD if you criticise Sybill’s shoes she will CRY for a week. If you call her pretty in passing it will make her smile all year. Let me be clear here I don’t think Sybill holds grudges or has preferences, but I think she remembers everything that people do and everything impacts her as much as it did at the time it truly happened (does that make sense? Every time she remembers that Lily once complimented her hair it fills her with the same joy as the initial compliment did, for example.) I think this is why her gift takes such a toll on her, every bad thing that happens (whether it really ends up happening or not) affects her psyche terribly.

Dramatic- it’s very up and down with Sybill. I think being dramatic is good and bad, because every small show of kindness is an absolute joy but also every little negative moment or action is the worst betrayal imaginable. Nothing is done in halves by Sybill.

Weird- I mean self explanatory. She talks to plants, she’s constantly blabbering on about the energies of nature and the universe. She relies too heavily on her inner eye to guide her rather than just watching and responding. It’s a weirdness she’s comfortable with but that doesn’t mean everyone else is so ok with it, sometimes she makes people uncomfortable with her frank statements and odd habits.

-A FEW HEADCANONS

Sybill can play guitar. Yeah, she loves music, I think she plays guitar really very well and finds it quite relaxing (can’t think about anything else if you’re trying to master difficult songs y’know) but it isn’t a talent she often shares.

She writes poetry too, doesn’t call it that, just calls it writing. Often times her visions and prophecies can be a lot to digest and so writing about it all can help to sort her crazy imaginings from what might actually be possible.

Not adverse to substance abuse. She lives alone, and sometimes being part of Aversio leaves her incredibly amped up and angry, so it can be difficult to sleep. A few glasses of whiskey or a couple of joints sort that problem out, though.

Can get aggressive with fellow Aversio members. See she knows they can handle it and all the negative energy has to go somewhere (where else would she take it out? Nature? Absolutely not.)

She meditates because it helps focus her inner eye.

-A FEW POTENTIAL PLOT POINTS

This aggression with Aversio members might be an interesting one- like, does she think some of them are really just death eaters afraid to admit that? Are some of them scared of her? Do they think she’s too pushy with the people she’s supposedly aligned with? Yeah, lots interesting to say there.

Of course as an Aversio member there’s always the chance that the order or DE might find out that she’s part of such a group and try to sway her one such way (the DE would have no chance, and i don’t really see the order being much luckier, though she may be willing to form some kind of cooperation with them.)

There’s always the chance of her abandoning everything to just live in the forest.

More prophecies or visions! Are they always accurate? Who knows?!?!?! No one really.

IN CHARACTER QUESTIONNAIRE

The following section should be looked at like a survey for your character. Answer them in character and feel free to use gifs. Or, if you’d rather, answer them in third person or OOC without gifs. Answers do not have to be extremely lengthy.

♔ If you were able to invent one spell, potion, or charm, what would it do, what would you use it for or how would you use it? Feel free to name it:

I think I’d like to invent a potion that would make me immune to all poisons. To be honest, that’s one of the few things that forces me to buy actual food from shops and stops me from living purely off the foods nature provides. I’m quite worried about being poisoned by something not meant for me you see, so if I had a potion that meant no such poisons affected me I would live only off the bounty provided by nature.

♔ You have to venture deep into the Forbidden Forest one night. Pick one other character and one object (muggle or magical), besides your wand, that you’d want with you:

I think Xenophilius Lovegood would make for very good company. He’s easy on the eye and we’re both the types who see more in the world than most people do. I don’t suppose i’d pick anyone for their ability to keep me safe- I’m quite capable of that, thank you. Rather I think I’d pick Xenophilius because we would not run out of things to talk about. Ad far as objects go, maybe a sword? They fascinate me to be perfectly honest- so violent, so pretty- and I think it would be most useful should magic fail me.

♔ What kinds of decisions are the most difficult for you to make?

Who to send on missions or counter attacks. It’s never very easy to decide if you need stealth and logic or aggression and strength, you know? And always I am so fearful that by sending the wrong type we will do more harm than good.

♔ What is one thing you would never want said about you?

That I am a liar. That’s easy, people can say much about me as long as they always believe I am true.

WRITING SAMPLE

Sybill could not sleep. This was not a rare occurrence. More often than not she’d use alcohol or drugs to knock herself out for the night, acutely aware of all the work that there was to be done the next day and so too focused on being alert for that to be concerned with her own body. Tonight, however, she chose the forest. And drugs. There was a lovely little wood right by her house (would Sybill move anywhere without nature close by? Of course not.) And so she meandered through the trees until a small clearing came about, settling herself with a joint and her notebook for a sleepless night.

See, tomorrows attack did not directly involve her. It was more an urban stealth mission, not really her style, and so she saw no harm in turning up to the meeting a little tired and out of it. Hey, she was usually ‘out of it’ as far as the others thought anyway, and so what was the harm really. So for this plan she had taken more a strategic role, using her gift to her advantage to help plan the timing, who she be where and when they should be there. It was something of an arduous task to be honest, left her a little drained to look so closely at individuals, but Sybill would never complain about it. Her inner eye was a gift very few possessed and she intended to use it to it’s full potential.

Besides being out here among nature’s glory with her writing and a joint would be sufficient to restore the balance of her energy. She took a drag and sighed into the quiet night, shifting to lay on her back and feel the full flow of the earth against her body. Her fingertips tingled and her toes curled. God, you know what would really help her sleep? Sex. But so few were as interested in no strings in the same way she was. Still willing to form a connection and truly bon with each other, just not so insistent that such a bond be permanent. It was okay to need someone only for a night or two. The summer she’d bounced around muggle music festivals had spoiled her, obviously. Maybe most wizards were so interested in commitment because it carried on the family name.

Not that she could blame them for such. Cassandra Trelawney had claimed the gift skipped three generations after all and by golly the family had seen to it that her point be proved. The idea made her giggle, bright energy pushing out against a dark sky.

Whatever the case, she was antsy and restless and worried about tomorrows plans. Worried about tomorrows’ people. If things went wrong those few were the ones who would pay most dearly. She closed her eyes, trying to feel the influence of the universe move through her and search for the answers she desired. Would tomorrow be okay? Had they chosen well? The universe, as it so often was in what it considered small affairs, had little more to offer than a small reassurance that Sybill wasn’t driving towards utter disaster.

#Accepted App #illness and timezones worked against us but we're thrilled to have you!

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mischievousmarvelousmagical-blog · 7 years

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oh, tall is the tale of the mischievous one / who fished out all the islands and captured the sun / his deeds and tasks i will unmask / so that you'll understand / that before there was a clark kent / there was a hawaiian superman

Archetype — The Hero Birthday — February 14, 1997 Zodiac Sign — Aquarius MBTI — ENFP Enneagram — Type 2: The Helper Temperament — Sanguine Hogwarts House — Hufflelin Moral Alignment — Chaotic Good Primary Vice — Pride Primary Virtue — Patience Element — Water

[tw brief mention of abuse]

Overview:

Mother — Kai Akalana (nee Hale) Father — Lani Akalana Mother’s Occupation — Waitress/singer-entertainer Father’s Occupation — Fisherman Family Finances — Poor Birth Order — Youngest Brothers — Malo (28) the Serious One, Mana (26) the Sporty One, Moke (24) the Smart One, Mele (22) the Soft One Sisters — sisters-in-law Other Close Family — Alani (27, sister-in-law, Malo’s wife), Gabrielle (10, niece, Malo and Alani’s daughter), Sailor (7, nephew, Malo and Alani’s son); Hayley (25, sister-in-law, Mana’s wife), Jasper (4, nephew, Mana and Hayley’s son); Odelia (23, sister-in-law, Moke’s wife); Fawn (2, niece, Moke and Odelia’s daughter). Best Friend — Celia Gorgon Other Friends — Lymantria Khan, Periwinkle Frostbrittle, Annette Grant why are all of these women? Dipper Pines and Kovu Sauda his roomiesss -- also a lot of OCs tbh Enemies — uhh bad guys Pets — None D: but he totally wants one Home Life During Childhood — Hard and busy; Maui usually got up at the crack of dawn to go out on the fishing boat for a few hours before school. His father was a very stern man and he and his father had a lot of conflict. His mother is a delicate lil lady and his father was often mean to her and Maui hated it. Also all his brothers picked on him for being scrawny. Town or City Name(s) — Hana, Maui; Hawa’ii What Did His or Her Bedroom Look Like — He shared with Mele, it was always messy. Painted blue but very sparse because they couldn’t afford lots. They had bunkbeds. Maui had the top. Rotated sleeping on the couch tho bc there were only four beds. Any Sports or Clubs — He reallyyyy wanted to be on the soccer team, but he was too busy with fishing and helping out at the restaurant and his father wouldn’t let him. Favorite Toy or Game — He like to play pranks on people. (I’m terrible at coming up w pranks so pretend I listed a few good ones). Schooling — His father didn’t hold school in very high regard so Maui dropped out when he was sixteen to work on the fishing boats. Favorite Subject — uhhh none of them tbh Popular or Loner — Kind of in the middle. Everyone knew who he was and he could flit from friend group to friend group but he never had any close friends Important Experiences or Events — Becoming Maui, when his father told him that he had to quit school in order to help out, one time his dad hit his mom that was p traumatizing Nationality — Hawaiian (American, he guesses.) Culture — Polynesian Religion and beliefs — pretty agnostic, but likes the old legends

Physical Appearance

Face Claim — Bob Morley Complexion — He still gets the stray pimple every now and then but all that salt water was A+ for his skin. He’s got lotsa freckles on his nose and cheeks. Nice tanned skin. Hair Colour — Black Eye Colour — Brown Height — 5’10 Build — broad shoulders, def more upper body strength than lower but all around rather fit, on the shorter side but holds himself well Tattoos — MAUI written on the inside of his right forearm. One that completely covers his shoulder with an intricate combination of music notes, fish hooks, shark’s teeth, and enata (or people). He also had artistic representation of waves and wind as a band around his left ankle. He also has a little cat that moves around his body, but generally likes to curl up in the crook of one of his collar bones. Piercings — none Common Hairstyle — Floppy and messy. Maui never brushes his hair so it’s just a tangled curly mess and tbh Celia probably has to trim it so it stays outta his eyes otherwise he never would. Clothing Style — jeans + t-shirt + sneakers bam Mannerisms — talks with his hands a lot, is literally always smiling, gets fidgety when he’s thinking a lot or is nervous Usual Expression —

Health

Overall (do they get sick easily)? — he’s pretty healthy, tho he gets colds in the winter bc he’s not used to the cold Physical Ailments — fit as a fiddle Neurological Conditions — tbh maui is probably one of my most mentally healthy (don’t mean he’s right in the head tho hehe) Allergies — none! Grooming Habits — he’s a typical boy. He showers...sometimes. Like every other day, maybe every day ehhh. Does laundry when Absolutely Necessary. Sleeping Habits — sleeps like a goddamn rock. Goes to bed late, wakes up early, but he can go back to sleep sometimes and then he’ll like sleep all day Eating Habits — will eat anything and everything in sight. I don’t think there is a food he doesn’t like Exercise Habits — Maui swims--a lot. If it is cold he goes to the pool at the gym. He also jogs, lifts weights, tries to stay generally fit, but he’s also pretty naturally fit. Emotional Stability — honestly?? Maui is so stable?? Emotionally? He has a lot of growing to do, but he doesn’t fight it really, and though he isn’t always true to the emotions he’s feeling, he can recognize them. He’s got a lot of toxic masculinity but that is really the only thing super holding him back. Oh, and his narcissism probably (which is kinda fake anyway) Body Temperature — He runs pretty warm but when it is cold outside, so is he. Sociability — Maui is really extroverted, and he can also adapt to almost any situation. His ultimate goal is for people to like him, which means he always does his best to get people to like him. Addictions — none tbh Drug Use — he actually doesn’t do drugs (used to smoke pot on the rare occasion but lowkey he was too afraid of if his dad found out.) He will smoke a lil weed on a v rare occasion. Alcohol Use — He drinks at parties and he can get pretty drunk, but he rarely drinks otherwise and is pretty responsible tbh

Your Character’s Character:

Bad Habits — the fact he’s narcissistic. Also he puts a lot of pressure on himself. Can sometimes not think before he speaks and tease people who shouldn’t be teased and then hurt their feelings. He can be a bit brash, but endearingly so, for the most part. Good Habits — tries to take care of people, takes good care of his body. Best Characteristic — his friendliness! Worst Characteristic — his #fakeness Worst Memory — honestly?? Winning the maui competition, he carries a lot of guilt. Best Memory — ...winning the maui competition. Look it is complicated. Proud of — being Maui Embarrassed by — the fact he literally is the worst Maui ever Driving Style — actually Maui is a really good driver, if not a bit of a speed demon. Strong Points — the fact he is able to manipulate himself to suit people’s needs Temperament — the chillest. It is really hard to rile him up and make him mad. Almost too chill Attitude — friendly! Weakness — his secrets and crippling self doubt lol Fears — that people will know he’s fake and he can’t help them Phobias — doesn’t have any Secrets — that he cheated to win the Maui competition Regrets — cheating to win the Maui competition lol Feels Vulnerable When — he actually emotionally connects w someone lol Pet Peeves — people who aren’t willing to help themselves/people that give up Conflicts — wanting to be the Best Maui Ever while also knowing he cheated and is the Worst Maui Ever Motivation — to live up to the name of Maui; for people to like him Short Term Goals and Hopes — to help people! Long Term Goals and Hopes — to be the Best Maui Ever Sexuality — why is this here??? He is straight lmao Day or Night Person — day tbh Introvert or Extrovert — extrovert Optimist or Pessimist — uhhhh an optimistic pessimist? idk

Likes and Styles:

Music — he likes lots of stuff, kind of alt rock--but also lots of hawaiian music. Some oldies. Everyone likes the beach boys. Also loves stuff he can dance to! Books — maui lowkey does not have great reading comprehension so he doesn’t read for fun really Magazines — ones that he’s in Foods — all foods but he lovesss fresh fruit Drinks — anything really tbh but he’s gotten real turned onto hot chocolate in the winter Animals — anything aquatic really but his fave is probably iguanas. Sports — all sports! Soccer is his fave tho Social Issues — maui is...learning. I would love for him to like become a feminist but he’s a long way away. Though he is p aware of like--POC issues, since he comes from a marginalized community that is like used for their culture to up tourism and is considered ~~exotic Favorite Saying — “A ship is safe at harbor, but that’s not what it was built for.” Color — Blue! Clothing — typical boy, normally just a t-shirt/jeans Jewelry — none really tho he has some wooden bracelets he wears Games — maui doesn’t game a lot Websites — or surf the web unless it is to google himself lmao TV Shows — eh, he doesn’t watch tv a whole lot Movies — again, doesn’t watch a lot but prolly likes action films Greatest Want — to be needed; to help people Greatest Need — to realize he’s fine just the way he is /pets

Where and How Does Your Character Live Now:

Home — Room 421 on PrideU’s campus. Roommate: Dipper Pines. Flatmates: Kovu Sauda and Declan Craig. Household furnishings — typical dorm stuff Favorite Possession — his hook! Most Cherished Possession — also his hook lol Neighborhood — lives on campus Town or City Name — Swynlake Details of Town or City — small town; magick-friendly etc Married Before — nope Significant Other Before — has never rly dated Children — lol no Relationship with Family — despite the fact his brothers and him fight all the time, he really loves his brothers and is pretty close to them. Is definitely a mama’s boy as the baby of the family. Has a tense relationship with his dad. He also loves his nieces and nephews. SO. MUCH. Car — he had a jeep back home that he shared with Mele and his mom. He misses his car Career — ...a demigod? Dream Career — a demigod. Dream Life — being the Best Maui Ever Love Life — has lots of hook ups, he is satisfied with this Talents or Skills — is a great swimmer Intelligence Level — he’s actually really smart despite not being book savvy Finances — he’s got a stipend for being Maui, but he still has to be careful in order to make ends meet. His family is very poor, but is now being taken care of

Your Character’s Life Before Your Story:

Past Careers — worked on fishing boats/sometimes as a busboy at the restaurant his mom works at Past Lovers — a couple girls, but not that many, no serious relationships Biggest Mistakes — cheating and being a general shit Biggest Achievements — becoming Maui!

#about #character sheet #inspiration #im so satisfied w this #i love my maui

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xmichaeljacksonx · 7 years

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Tagged by @lafilledereves like 10 years ago but finally got a chance to do it

Favorite poet: Maya Angelou

Favorite painter: BOB ROSS

Favorite Shakespearean Heroine: N/A (I don’t do Shakespear sorry)

Favorite God/Goddess: Aphrodite

Favorite Flower: Red Rose

Favorite flavor of cake (& frosting if you have a specific one): Carrot with cheesecake frosting

Favorite book you’ve read in the past 6 months: The Perks of Being A Wallflower

The last movie you watched that touched you deeply (in whichever way): Me Before You

Favorite fabric to wear: Cotton

Favorite perfume: Acqua dell’angelo (I’ve nursed the same bottle for years because I don’t want to run out. Yes I know I can buy more but shipping from Italy takes ages)

Favorite breakfast: Eggs over easy so I can dip my toast in them with bacon OMG IT’S THE BOMB

Favorite Jane Austen OTP: (Also N/A)

Favorite shade of eyeshadow/lipstick: Eyeshadow: Shimmery browns. Lipstick: Burgundy

Briefly describe your dream home: Two story with a basement, modern stainless appliances, 50s red retro accents in the kitchen, movie posters in the living room, more than one bathroom, king size bed, no neighbors, deck.

If you could be any fantasy type creature: MERMAID

If you could create one potion/spell/curse etc. what would it be and why: Uhhhh I’d cast a spell so the world could finally see eye to eye and wars would end and there wouldn’t be two opposing sides to anything anymore

If you could marry your celebrity/fictional crush right now, who would it be?: TBH I wouldn’t want to. I’d want them to be my best friend though.

You can travel back to any moment in time but you can’t come back to the present. Where do you go?: ooooo I’ve always wanted to know what living in the 1950s was like. Also the 1980s.

Dream beach vacation?: The Bahamas because I’ve never been in the tropics before

Favorite candle scent?: Maybe cinnamon spice. Anything that smells like a country cottage in the winter

If you could dye your hair any color- what would it be?: I’ve always wanted to try red velvet/ burgundy. Look up JBunzie. Her hair.

Favorite spice? What do you like to add it to?: CLOVES IS THE BEST ESPECIALLY PUMPKIN PIE

Hero or Villain? Why? What are your abilities?: I’d like to think I’m a hero. Heroes always win in the movies. They look fabulous as well. I’m good with my words and understanding people so maybe I can get into their mind.

Day or night? Why?: I love a beautiful sunset and starry sky. And It takes me ages to wake up in the morning but I’m super awake at night. Also my hair always looks bomb when I’m ready for bed so like wtf

What is the last/current thing that struck inspiration in you?: Gosh, I remember my philosophy professor said “You are the physical, tangible product of love. You are the creation of two bodies becoming one.” I just found that so beautiful and calming idk why.

If you could completely surround yourself in one color, what would it be and why?: Lilac purple. It’s subtle, calming, and pretty.

What kind of garden would you grow/are you growing/would you like to grow? (Cactus, Herb, Floral, Veggie etc.): I love flower gardens. We have many at our house. But the satisfaction of picking that tomato you’ve been watering since seedling is super amazing

Best way to fall asleep?: Breathing in aromas on cool sheets with fluffy blankets

Favorite sound: Tree frogs and crickets

Favorite type of jewelry? (necklace, earrings, bracelets etc.): Necklaces

Film festival or music festival?: Music is life

Favorite non-”traditional” holiday?: Halloween

If you could only eat either popsicles or ice cream for the rest of your life, which would you pick?: Ice cream. But if I had another choice, frozen yogurt

If you could road trip anywhere right now- where would you go? Name any specific places you’d like to visit on the way there if you have any: I want to go to a lake, or a bay, and have a picnic and roll up my shorts to walk in the water. No specific body of water, so hidden gems are nice

You can only wear pants or skirts for the rest of your life, which do you pick? (pants includes shorts, skirts includes dresses): SKIRTS I AM VERY GIRLY

Favorite male Nicholas Sparks character (besides Noah cause duh) you’d date?: Ben :)

You can only eat one style of food for the rest of your life… which do you pick?: Italian. Because. I am.

You have an animal side kick- what type of animal is it?: TIGER

Favorite amusement park?: Any waterpark

Favorite season and why? (be as specific as you want!): Either spring or summer. Spring because of all the beautiful flowers and colors and it’s not too hot, but also summer because there isn’t much rain and it’s warm and cozy

THAT WAS LONG I’M SORRY BUT NOW YOU KNOW SOME PRETTY INTERESTING THINGS ABOUT ME ♥

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