#but not when I’m w family or my dog nope that’s sacred time
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color/scent association, tagged by @s-k-y-w-a-l-k-e-r
under the cut because im longwinded af
red/orange: I’m combining these because there is a particular shade of burnt red that is unconsciously my favorite color, over half my clothes feature this color (the other half are pink), and it’s because it’s the shade of my grandparent’s carpet. Both my grandparents favorite color is red and they bought the house in the 60′s, though that doesn’t excuse them for picking this truly hideous carpet color. But it was my favorite place, my favorite smell in the world growing up. Taking my micro-machines down the river of hot lava stairs safe inside the micro-machine floating aircraft carrier was a memorable pastime. The light through the front windows faded parts of the deep red carpet to a bright bright orange, so it really was like fire (and the orange matched their truly god awful scratchy orange couch that felt like sitting on a burlap sack). My grandparents loved this ugly carpet so much they kept it for 55 years and when I asked her what she would miss the most when moving out of her house, my grandma answered the carpet because no one makes carpet in that shade of red anymore.
yellow: I feel like lemon is the too easy answer here, but I really love that JR Watkins lemon hand soap. I’d never tried it until I lived in Nick’s sister’s house so now I kinda associate the smell with that time - clean, bright, airy, plus bonus dog, in a 1950′s brick house with a crumbling two story staircase climb to the entrance that was like a death trap when covered in ice. The tiny kitchen there was like the social center of the house, so many roommates and we all ended up there at various times and ALL hours of the day (Sarah was ALWAYS baking and half of it was for fundraising for her dance company and the other half was always Kale Chips which was the most disgusting snack yet I pretended to love it for her sake) - I met Nick at 3am on thanksgiving day after I finally came home from work to find a stranger sitting on the kitchen floor eating pie. The second place I have seen this lemon hand soap is my favorite organic cafe near ohiopyle where I’d stop and get mayo free coleslaw every time I drove out to the country to sit and write by the river rapids - which also reminds me of Nick because of him being a ‘dirtbag’ river guide for a good chunk of his life in PA.
green: Freshly cut grass, which seems like an easy answer, but after living away from the pacific northwest for a time I’ve come to realize that the pine tree forests smell VASTLY different than any other forests. I miss it desperately. One of those things where you grow up thinking it’s normal, and everybody lives perpetually surrounded by the smell of pine needles until you move away for ten years and discover that nope, its not. Kind of like how I thought floating bridges were the norm and was shocked to discover seattle was one of the only places to have them.
blue: Chlorine in the neighborhood pools my friends and I practically lived in all summer during grade school.
purple: i actually can’t think of anything for purple...
pink: Lavender, which seems backwards since it’s not purple but I heavily associate pink with clothes, and all my clothes smell as much like lavender as I can get. My grandma on my mom’s side grew up in 1930′s Oklahoma farm country during the dustbowl, and her dad was a pest control man (there’s a photo of her as a teen here on this blog somewhere where she’s in her dad’s truck - the ugliest photo of her I’ve ever seen and the only one where my mom claims I actually look like my beautiful grandmother) - anyway, to keep bugs out of their own house my grandma and her mother used to sew little lavender satchels and hide them in the drawers. They used the prettiest scraps of fabric, and even edged them with lace sometimes. Much much later my grandma gave a few to me to put in my clothes drawers and my tiny child brain decided they were Much Too Pretty to be used in drawers so I repurposed them into doll pillows. But the ones she gave me were pink satin with white lace and always smelled like lavender. There’s other reasons lavender and pink became kind of a sacred smell for me after the Hell Year but I’m not gonna get into that lol.
brown: Those huge wood pilings on the side of docks - specifically the ones used near the ferries that travel to and from Whidbey Island. This is a distinct smell, but it’s not unique and I’ve smelled it in other areas but the Mukilteo Ferry will always be the original for me. The smell and color associated with such things like The Center For Wooden Boats which I grew up around thanks to my mom while also being NOT ALLOWED to sail for reasons my mother never explained (she knew how to sail, my grandpa lives on a sailboat down in the carribean for fucks sake)(when i told nick about that i thought nick would understand i was saying i never wanted to leave family behind like that, not that he’d take it as life advice), and also associated with that one specific railroad bridge that crosses the lake sammamish bicycle thoroughfare which Sanjeev used to live along that I think must have been built out of the same type of old weathered wood and I spent many days running past it, also also associated with the Edgewater where my cousin got married on the same day as the local Hemp Festival so the smell of ocean and old wood was mixed with the smell of marijuana, and tons of high hippies were cavorting through the streets in front of the hotel and the Myrtle Edwards Park (my mom’s favorite park - my dad’s side of the family only liked this park because it was within walking distance of the Old Spaghetti Factory) and the entire wedding party walked from the church at Holy Names Academy down to the hotel for the reception, and we all got mixed up in the revelers. And I was walking with grandma and grandpa and at least five different people stopped to declare how splendid my grandpa’s fancy pale blue suit looked. This was before pot was legal in washington, btw.
black: whatever the fuck the smell of all the collective music events Naeem threw was...so - alcohol? smoke? sweat? weird air? I don’t even know, but I’m nostalgic as heck for it. Half the time the parties were just a black void for dancing but you sure could smell it. It’s not exactly a smell I can describe but it’s one I recognize. Cramped dark rooms, weird paintings on the wall - naked people / black light owl / hipster wallpaper, shitty beat up flooring, crowds of people half who feel familiar, quirky lighting, racks of bicycles hung from the ceiling in one instance, fog and a long artificially elongated room in another, music videos that rarely make sense but are good for something to stare at instead of making conversation (dancing monkeys?), an underground art deco bank vault door, disco balls, brick houses with narrow wooden decks behind alleys to cool off on, snow, and THAT SMELL.
tagging @aboutthatmelancholystorm , @lollki , @revolverwaffle bc i saw you online for a min old friend, and @lieblinggs
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Terror Of The Ancient Noah Mask
Date: 02/12/18
Words: 2048 *snorts*
Warnings: Klance, Inuyasha AU, Crappy.
Tag: @moonsworllld ; @xarphay ; @skydisneylover ; @mutantgurls ; @spooky-the-owl
A/N: I love Inuyasha, I love Voltron. I love Lance. his is not very good, but I really wanted to write it~
This is episode 11 of the anime!
With his bicycle ready to go, Lance carefully looked around him, trying to spot any red in the middle of the green forest. He was alone, thankfully, no signs of the hothead nearby. With a short relieved sigh, he started pedaling with everything he had, which was a lot, mind you, in direction of the well.
Sadly, Lance didn’t have much luck.
“Wait a second, idiot!”
Lance was able to stop before he rolled over the boy, although a part of him told him he should have just rolled over that annoying dog. Said dog was standing there, looking like the angry bastard he was, violet eyes flashing with a temper.
“You’re going back to that weird world?! Are you trying to run away?! We have shit to do!”
“Oh, out of my way, mullet dog! I have exams to take and I can’t afford to miss them!”
The fact was that Lance had to keep his grades up if he wanted his Exchange Program to go on without any difficulties. He was already risking a lot by not attending class for so long, and maybe Mr. Shirogane was destroying his reputation with all the weird diseases he used as an excuse. Because life couldn’t be hard only in Feudal Era, no, it had to be hard in his world too.
“Well, fuck that! I’ll destroy this so you can’t run away anymore!” Keith—the half-dog—grabbed a large rock, ready to destroy the wooden well. Lance didn’t hesitate.
“Keith, sit!”
Keith stubbornness was no match for Lance’s consecutive commands of “sit”, the boy falling face first on the floor, the rock falling on top of him. He groaned, cursing Lance in between his groans of pain.
“Who said I’m running away, dog?! I’ll be back in three days! Stay here!”
With that, Lance was gone inside the well.
“Why didn’t you bring the dog man with you?”
“No way, that mullet head is impossible to deal with! It was a bother to even come here without him stopping me!” Shoving the last bit of food in his mouth, Lance huffed, “Talking about coming back, Mr. Shirogane, I am glad you worry so much, but can you not throw sake in my head next time?”
The old man only laughed heartily, petting the family cat, Black. Lance smiled softly, it was hard to be angry with the man. He reminded Lance of his own grandpa, all wise eyes and cheekily knowing smiles. Finishing his meal, Lance thanked Mrs. Shirogane, Mr. Shirogane’s daughter, for the food, messed Tsuna’s hair, Mrs. Shirogane’s son, washed his dishes and went to his room to put on his uniform.
It would be a long day at school.
At least his hair didn’t smell like sake anymore.
After a very embarrassing conversation with his friends about his really bad health, and an even more embarrassing encounter with who could be the cutest boy in school about his very poor health, Lance could say with absolute certainty he was done.
“You’re dating Inai?!”
“No.”
“I think he likes you!”
“I know, Taira.”
“Well? Don’t you want to date him?”
“I’m not really interested in dating right now.” It was a complete lie, of course. It is not that Lance didn’t want to date, it is because how could he explain to his boyfriend or girlfriend the reason they couldn’t go out in the next month it’s because he has to go back in time to collect pieces of a super powerful glass ball?
Yeah. No.
Ushijima Amari, Akagawa Taira and Yuhara Natsumi were three kind and funny girls that were glued at the hip even before Lance came in the picture. They had promptly welcomed Lance in their group, and he was forever grateful. He hated feeling like a fish outside water.
Staring at the honestly horrendous slippers Inai Hachiro gave him, Lance wondered if the boy was somehow related to Mr. Shirogane, remembering the old man’s weird medicines and whatnots.
“Could it be… that you are already dating someone?”
“No, no, no! Nope. Not dating. Single as they come.”
“Then, then! What’s your type?”
Lance sighed, knowing they wouldn’t shut up unless he gave them something to satiate their hunger for gossip. He loved the girls, but they could be pretty annoying when they wanted. Not as annoying as Keith, but almost.
“Someone who’s not violent or selfish… Also, someone accepting and affectionate.”
The complete opposite of Keith, go figure.
While Romelle prepared some herbal medicine for a sick villager, Keith grunted. Hot pain pierced his spine every time he tried to get up. That rock really did a number on him.
“Keith, stop laying around and go find information of the Jewel fragments.”
“Shut up, you old witch! Go eat some grass!”
Keith swore that day, laying on the floor of the old priestess’ house, that he would punch Lance in the face as soon as that boy came back from his world.
“Can I sleep here today?” Tsuna asked, interrupting Lance’s studies.
“Of course, if you don’t mind the lights being on.”
That day could, at the very least, be called weird. A sudden fire in one of the deposits, Mr. Shirogane getting hurt and being found passed out with sacred seals all over his face and even inside his mouth, then suddenly one of the firemen trucks taking off like a madman was driving it. As if it wasn’t enough, Mr. Shirogane had recovered the conscience for enough time to mutter some random words about the Meat Mask and how no one should touch it.
Lance surely didn’t blame the boy for not wanting to be alone.
“Something weird is happening, I think. Grandpa wouldn’t do something so weird.”
The older boy opened his mouth to agree, but the sudden noise made him change his plans. Grabbing the flask were he kept the Jewel fragments—it was an instinct to immediately search for them when something happened—, Lance threw himself on Tsuna, protecting him from pieces of what once was a wall.
The basket of a firetruck was struck inside his room, and from it came out something. A creature made of melted blackness, with no defined form. It seemed to leak away and yet gravitate towards its center, that center being a white mask in the middle of the blackness. Painted eyes stared at Lance, carved smile sending shivers down the boy’s spine. The creature’s voice came, smooth and monotone.
“The Jewel… give me… the Jewel…”
“A demon! In this time?” Lance thought, eyes widening, “Must be the jewel’s presence!” As soon as he reached that conclusion, the boy lifted Tsuna in his arms and ran. He had to get out of that house. He had to get Keith. He had no means to fight at the moment, dressed in his cotton pajamas and comfy slippers. He should’ve brought his bow.
He would do that if he survived to see a next time.
Lance did not stop running when the monster attacked, dogging to the best of his abilities. He was glad Mrs. Shirogane was visiting her father in the hospital, he really didn’t want to think what would’ve happened if she was. Stopping for a moment, he put Tsuna down. His bleeding hand-when had he cut himself?—left a trail of blood on the boy’s shirt, but they didn’t have time to worry about it.
“Tsuna, I need you go to the well and get Keith.”
“And you?”
“I’ll distract it until Keith gets here. Please, Tsuna! Go get Keith!”
With that, Lance started to run in another direction, attracting the monster’s attention to him. All he could do was to hope for Keith to come quickly.
If anyone asked, Keith was not anxiously expecting Lance’s return while staring intently at the bottom of the well. He was not.
“How about of going after her instead of staring at the end of the well?”
“Shut up, stupid fox, isn’t it time for you to go to bed?”
“I’m just saying, you should go after her, you know, actually be productive?”
“Pidge, you have five seconds before I kick you back to where you came from.”
The damn fox just smirked, amused by the dog’s temper. Keith opened his mouth to growl out some insult when his nose picked up a familiar smell and his head snapped to look back at the bottom of the well. Pidge looked at him puzzled.
“I can smell… Lance’s blood.” Pidge widened her eyes, staring at what to her was just a normal well. Keith didn’t waste time, preparing to jump inside, “Pidge, go back to Granny Romelle, I’ll go find Lance,” Without giving her time to answer, he jumped.
“… That idiot is so in love with Lance.”
If anyone asked, Keith would admit being a bit surprised at finding the boy that Lance lived with crying while trying to open a hole in the well’s floor. Not sure how to deal with kids, Keith smiled cockily, hoping his show of self-confidence would somehow calm the boy down.
“What’s the matter? You seem troubled.”
In a few minutes, he was jumping from rooftop to rooftop, the boy on his back. He could smell Lance’s blood clear as day, even with the overall weird smell that world had. The hanyo disliked the smell a lot, Lance’s smell wasn’t made to be tarnished with blood, his own or otherwise. Keith could feel a growl trying to rip through his throat, whatever made that boy bleed would bleed twice as much.
He almost sighed in relief when he saw the boy alive and relatively well.
“Sankon Tessō!”
With his claws he opened the way by slaying the strange glob monster in half. Getting near Lance, he let Tsuna get down, who immediately hugged the blue-eyed boy.
If anyone asked, Keith was not glad the boy was ok.
“Don’t worry, Tsuna,” Lance said, trying to make the boy stop crying, “Keith will help us now.”
“Dunno about that.”
“What do you mean, mullet?” Lance soft gaze rapidly turned into a glare.
“I may help if you apologize.”
“Apologize? For what?”
“Don’t tell me you forgot!” Keith pointed accusingly at him. “You almost destroyed my back with your sit command and now you’re asking for help as if nothing happened?!”
“Oh, that! Well, I’m sorry.”
“You aren’t being sincere!”
“Just help us already, mullet dog! That thing has a fragment and I can’t fight right now, so stop whining like a kicked puppy and fight!”
“Who are you calling a kicked puppy, stupid boy?!”
Their fight was cut short when the monster’s body came together again. Lance informed Keith about the mask being the center of the creature, the half-demon taking out his sword, ready to fight despite his last fight with the Cuban. It’s not like Keith was actually planning to leave the humans to fight the demon alone. The mask did had a fragment of Jewel.
“I am the Meat Mask… centuries ago, I was carved from the tree trunk that received a fragment of the Jewel… I have been devouring people since then… I want a body… a body that won’t deteriorate quickly…”
Lance shuddered, muttering about creepy masks and stupid glass balls. Keith let a growl finally get out at seeing the boy’s fear.
“I don’t know how many people you’ve devoured until now, but you’re way too fat!”
To think all it took was a swing of the Tessaiga to end it all. The mask was gone in a flash of light, the fragment falling in front of them. Lance was quick to grab it and put in the flask with the rest of the fragments.
“Hey.” Lance turned to look at him, bluest blue eyes soft and thankful, “You okay?”
“Thank you, Keith.”
“Tch, whatever.”
If anyone asked, that was not a blush on Keith’s cheeks.
“Can I ask you one more thing?”
“Hm?”
“Take us home? I have exams to take and Tsuna has to go to school too.”
“What am I?! Your horse?!”
“Oh, c’mon, mullet dog! Just take us home before I get late!”
“No!”
“Keith!”
Tsuna could only watch as Keith begrudgingly let Lance hop on his back, the two still bickering.
“Tsuna, come on!”
“I’m coming!”
#voltron#inuyasha#inuyasha au#clara writes#voltron lance#vld lance#vld pidge#vld keith#original character#klance
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@wlwnora tagged me
Here Are The Rules: answer these 85 statements and tag 20 people
Fool Lineup (i have no idea if this is avas own addition or if the original ask meme had fool lineup from the start. both are good): nat tagged most of the people i know :c @pyrruby @rosezone @angel-maki @tsunamifalls @hope-png and anyone else ive forgotten/wants to do it!!
the last
1. drink: water mixed w/ raspberry stuff
2. phone call: my brother
3. text message: ami
4. song you listened to: Zelda: OoT/TP- Lost Woods(Saria's Song)/ Sacred Grove Piano
5. time you cried: yesterday
6. dated someone twice: whoops yea
7. kissed someone and regretted it: nope ive never kissed someone
8. been cheated on: yyyyea
9. lost someone special: YYYYYYEa
10. been depressed: i am known for being depressed
11. gotten drunk and thrown up: new years
3 favorite colours
12. pastel pink
13. pastel blue
14. that pretty orange color idk what its called
in the last year have you
15. made new friends: oyea
16. fallen out of love: nah
17. laughed until you cried: yeah i cry a lot
18. found out someone was talking about you: yeah
19. met someone who changed you: big yes
20. found out who your friends are: idk what this means but probs
21. kissed someone on your Facebook list: my fb is basically just family so no
general
22. how many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: 3 and the rest is family so im too lazy to count
23. do you have any pets: ye
24. do you want to change your name: kinda but im worried abt what my mom would Do
25. what did you do for your last birthday: im p sure i just slept
26. what time did you wake up: 6:10
27. what were you doing at midnight last night: snnnnnzzzzz
28. name something you can’t wait for: meeting my friends and this day being Over im so tired
29. when was the last time you saw your mom: last night
31. what are you listening to right now: 1 Hour of Relaxing Zelda: Breath of the Wild Music
32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: yea
33. something that is getting on your nerves: Hip Pain and sadly these dogs im not good w puppies
34. most visited website: tungle and google
35. hair colour: light brown
36. long or short hair: short its just above my shoulders
37. do you have a crush on someone: ye ye ye my gf
38. what do you like about yourself: my eyes bv everyone says i have nice eyes
39. piercings: ears
40. blood type: A or O
41. nickname: kate, kait, kaitee, kb, valerson, koki is old but koki
42. relationship status: gay and taken
43. zodiac: sagittarius. aquarius moon and cancer rising
44. pronouns: they/them
45. favourite tv show: uhhhhhhh… i honestly dont watch many tv shows unless u count like….. anime……… in which case bnha (same nat)
46. tattoos: none. id only get one if i can find a nice easy spot where i dont feel mch pain (same enat)
47. right or left handed: right
48. surgery: none
50. sport: soccer, softball, baseball, football, tennis, volleyball, golf, and cheerleading (all of these are Death)
51. vacation: Georgia, North Carolina, Virginia, D.C, Kentucky, upstate New York
52. pair of trainers: ??
MORE GENERAL
53. eating: nothing rn
54. drinking: coffee
55. I’m about to: finish this and then play botw
56. waiting for: sleep & my mom to get home
57. want: My Cool Friends to be here tbh
58. get married: mmm….. maybe idk (same nat)
59. career: i want.... coffee shop but probably teaching or doing something w kids even tho i dont rlly like kids :/
WHICH IS BETTER
60. hugs or kisses: hugs
61. lips or eyes: eyes
62. shorter or taller: idc
63. older or younger: ://
64. nice arms or nice stomach: again idc
65. hookup or relationship: relationship
66. troublemaker or hesitant:i would be a troublemaker but i have anxiety(sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssame)
HAVE YOU EVER:
67. kissed a stranger: no
68. drank hard liquor: no scary
69. lost glasses/contact lenses: many glasses but ive always found them eventually
70. turned someone down: yes. same guy four times( meeee too nat)
71. sex on the first date: no
73. had your heart broken: a lil
74. been arrested: almost
75. cried when someone died: yeah
76. fallen for a friend: yea
DO YOU BELIEVE IN:
77. yourself: not really
78. miracles: ye
79. love at first sight: not really no
80. santa claus: no
81. kiss on the first date: probably not
82. angels: kinda for certain reasons
OTHER:
84. eye color: blue
85. favorite movie: spirited away or uhhhh aladdin or uhhhhh moana or uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh a lot
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194.
1) Do you bite on straws, lollipop handles, or ice cream sticks?
>> I do.
2) Do you enjoy lacing shoes?
>> I really don’t have a feeling about it one way or the other.
3) In what type of area was your first sexual encounter?
>> A bed.
4) What kind of socks do you prefer and do you wear them to bed?
>> Ones that cover the ankle but don’t go up too far. In summer I prefer ankle socks. I could never wear socks to bed unless I wanted to die of discomfort.
5) What color is your toothbrush- or do you practice hygiene at all?
>> LOL yes I practice hygiene, and my toothbrush is white and purple.
6-7) Do you enjoy interior or outdoor spaces, and what kind?
>> I like both...
8) Where is your mother’s side of the family descended from?
>> All I know is that she’s from Haiti, so I gather the rest of the family is too.
9) How old were you when you realized that you loved film or music?
>> I don’t think that’s something I can really... realise, like a random thunderclap one day. I’ve been emotionally dependent on music for literally as long as I can remember. I don’t remember when film gained importance either, I mean the first movie I saw in theaters (The Prince of Egypt) had the most profound effect on me and that kind of thing has been happening ever since, but I never really thought about what that meant or anything.
10) Do you spend much time in a car every day?
>> No.
11) What do you occupy your time with on flights?
>> Listen to music, read, stare at the clouds and just enjoy being in the air, nap.
12) Do you ever miss belt loops?
>> No.
13) Do you enjoy the irony of good pop music?
>> The... what? How is that ironic? Please, tell me.
14) When was your last major illness? What was it?
>> I don’t think I’ve ever had a major illness.
15) Do you get gum on the bottom of your shoes or are you “barefoot and pregnant?”
>> W... what???? What
16) Do you sleep in the same bed as someone else?
>> Yes. I’ve been daydreaming about that Pleasantville type setup lately. She’s a great lass and all but our marriage will not survive her inability to be still and my ridiculous sensitivity to movement (and need for space), lmao.
17) Do you drool on your pillow or are you dry?
>> I don’t usually drool.
18) Do you dog-ear pages in books?
>> Sure, sometimes. I don’t regard books as sacred objects, sorry. Their content? Absolutely! The object? Nah.
19) Name one defining moment in your life.
>> Hmm. What hasn’t been a defining moment in my life...? Life is just defining moment after defining moment, for me.
20) Is the place where you live dark or full of light?
>> Somewhere in between.
21) Are you dark or full of light?
>> I am a singularity. I swallow light and it continues to burn somewhere deep inside of me, but I exude darkness, and most people probably think that’s all I’m made of. Sometimes I do, too.
22) What’s a made up word of yours?
>> I don’t think I’ve made up any.
23) If you could be any kind of underwear, which would you be?
>> No thanks.
24) Do you use Q-Tips?
>> Yeah.
25) What do koalas make you think of?
>> I just think they’re adorable. And evil. Cute evil, my favourite.
26) Ever gone out with somebody you didn’t like?
>> No.
27) What hero or heroine do you most relate to in history, fiction, or song?
>> Hmm.
28) What makes you dizzy?
>> Spinning around a lot?
29) Are your parents liberal or conservative?
>> ---
30) Do you like your teeth? Did you have braces?
>> They’re fine. Nope.
31) What scares you that shouldn’t?
>> Hmm.
33) Name a garment that makes you feel like The Shit.
>> This coat I have. It’s technically Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them merch??? For some reason? But whatever, it just looks like a fly ass coat.
34) What do you want to name any possible future children?
>> Hmm.
35) Do you compulsively listen to any certain song?
>> Right now, nah. But it happens sometimes.
36) What are you always losing?
>> My damn patience with myself. It’s a problem. I’m working on it.
37) Do you fight with people in your head moments or even years after confrontations happen?
>> Sure.
38) You’re a fish. Would you eat the stinky flakes or swim into the motor?
>> What the fuck.
39) Are the flakes stinky to the fish?
>> I don’t know, I’m no fish.
40) Do you hate a certain body part?
>> Yeah, this whole reproductive system bullshit.
41) What do you love about life today?
>> The second season of Atlanta is on Hulu. I might watch another episode after this, I don’t really have the desire to do much today.
42) Do you ever realize how ridiculous you’re being yet continue on anyway?
>> Oh, fucking absolutely. It’s a problem.
43) Are you a dog or cat person?
>> I’m... not much of an animal person, I’m starting to realise. Like, I love dogs, and I’d definitely rather keep company with a dog than a cat, but where most people look at a pet and see “friend, companion, family” or whatever, I see “work, more work, cleaning, work”. :/ So I guess that means I’m not a pet person. I can’t even make connections with animals, god damn.
44) Do you have a theme song?
>> I have a theme soundtrack.
45) How do you like your eggs?
>> Fried and on top of a skillet breakfast.
46) Would you admit to disliking a piece of art in a gallery?
>> Sure, if I was with someone. I wouldn’t just shout it to the walls, lmao.
47) Plants or animals?
>> Hmm.
48) Are you happy with your height?
>> I’m fine with it. It’s never bothered me.
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