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Heya Ash!! Oof you're giving me a project lol thank you so much for the ask!!!
1. How big is your mods folder?
That is a really great question. I couldn't tell you off the top of my head, but it got to the point where I had to put all my mods on a thumb drive and only move them around as I need them because I'm computer was running so terribly. So I'd say it's a lot 😅.
2. How would you describe your style?
Uh, I would say very graphic novel type vibes. I'm a huge graphic novel buff and the story I'm actually working on I intended to be a graphic novel, but it really got away from me and is much too big for that now (not a brag, just my legitimate crack head antics) so when I got into Sims editing the thought was always to kind of keep the drawn/comicbook-y feel to it.
3. What is your favorite challenge?
Thus far it's been the stereotype challenge ! It was a lot of fun and I got to do it with four of my OCs who ended up fitting the criteria pretty well! I just think it came out really well both as an edit and as my OCs.
4. Do you make CC?
Aahahaahahahhaahahaah!!!!!! No. I tried to make poses one time! One singular time and it ended so poorly that I decided to swear off making anymore off my own CC for the distant future. Maybe I'll try it again, maybe I'm scarred for life, only time can tell!
5. What type of CC do you hoard?
I had answered this one before, but I FUCKING LOVE POSES!!!! And like I said I didn't have the best experience making my own so I prefer to use downloaded ones. But I never really clean out my poses in case I need them for something else! So my pose folder is astronomical at this point.
6. What default eyes and skin do you use?
You know.... This really is a question I should have the answer to but I'm totally drawing a blank right now so I'll go ahead and put a link to the eyes here and the skin here when I can look it up! ✌
7. How many URLs have you had, and what are the meanings behind them?
On this blog I've only had the one? And I feel like it's pretty self explanatory, I love Morgyn because 1.) They're the absolute best 2.) Untamed magic? Yes ma'am! 3.) They're gender fluid / nonbinary like me!! And 4.) They're an absolute snack!!!! So it was a perfect fit for me.
8. Who is your favorite gameplay blog?
Why would you do me like this??????? I can't choose!!! I love them all and I'm friends with all of them because they're absolutely amazing people that I love so much!!! I don't have a favorite! 🥺
9. Favorite story telling blog?
Please see above answer!!!!! I LOVE YOU GUYS ALL SO MUCH I AHDHAHSGA I CANT!!!!
10. Who is your favorite CC creator?
I don't really want to answer this one either 😭 but I think the only person I know that makes CC is the awesome @barbieaiden they made a really kick ass emo glove CC that I absolutely love and you should check out. (Sorry if the rest of you make CC I'm sure I've probably seen it, probably even downloaded and reblogged, but this is all I can think if right now 💜) Also my go to for all pose stuff is the glorious @katverse they do incredible poses for pretty much anything you could think up, highly recommend.
11. How do you edit you photos?
This is certainly going to get a few gasps, but I make all of my edits on my phone!!!!! I use just a basic free photo editor app and kind of bend it to my will to get what I want out of it! I'm really bad at figuring out stuff like Photoshop and I'm not willing to pay the expensive price when I can do it and get just as good as a result as I want from something free easy and portable.
12. What's the last screenshot you took?
Once again it has to do with an edit I'm working on so here's the last one I put up if you're interested.
13. What do you do when you are unmotivated?
Honestly, this! Editing and the Sims are my escape from the real world. It helps me when I'm having a hard time with my anxiety because it gives me control over something, it helps me a lot with writer's block I can't tell you how my stories have been inspired because of it. But I guess if I'm bored in the game I usually just start a new save or play another game for a bit, I always come back after like a day though! To be fair I haven't been doing this long enough to feel unmotivated yet, maybe we should revisit this when I've been doing this longer than two months 😅
14. Who is your current favorite Sim?
Ugh!!! As you guys have found out about me I don't like to play favorites......... But if I had to say maybe my OC Parker's Sim, he just came out perfectly and is just spot on.
15. Who is your current favorite Sims that isn't yours?
Guidry!!!! He's frickin' hilarious and just so great. I honestly didn't expect them to put as much into him as they did but I'm glad they did!!! He's the best!! He's no Morgyn, but he's pretty great too.
16. Recreate someone else's Sim in your style.
So this sounds like a lot of fun! But I really don't want to change anyone else's Sim, I know how much we all put into them and they're basically like our babies. They mean a lot, so unless I get explicit consent from someone saying I can use their Sim in my style I'm going to pass out of respect this time.
17. Do you talk about the Sims with people in your life?
Yes! One of my really close friends is the whole reason I'm into editing and mods and stuff! She showed me everything I know and is totally awesome for that. (@jennifermakesstuff on Instagram, go check out she's absolutely amazing and a crocheting god, go do it)
18. How many packs do you own?
.......... I don't want to answer this..... It's honestly a problem..... But I have them all.... Minus the star wars one I just I cannot bring myself to get it, it just looks terrible. But yeah I collect the packs and it's a problem 😅 but if you need advice on what pack to get next I'm your person!
19. How many posts do you have on your blog currently?
141 👀 I uh.... I have nothing else to say about that lol
20. How many drafts do you have currently?
Too many. But they're all like ask games and stuff for my OCs so yup!
21. How many posts are currently in your queue?
Only two 🙃 I need to get back to editing so I can hopefully have some more but I'm sick right now so... Maybe it's time for me to start that gameplay I've been threatening.
22. Have you ever moved blogs?
Okay yes, but not intentionally but I've moved three times? I had a blog for when I first started on tumblr it was for music stuff but I forgot to pass code to it so now it's just there, the other one I had was for my art & make up stuff but it wasn't doing good at all so I just turned it into my personal blog, and then from there I moved to this one! Also I'm avoiding my personal one like the plague right now because of a whole disaster that happened with someone I followed and I don't have the balls to unfollow them so I'm just pretending that account doesn't exist 😅.
23. Are you in any Sims related discords?
Yep! This one right here by the very amazing @clumsyghostie I'm really new to discord so it's the only one I've been apart of (EVER) but everyone has been really nice and friendly!!
24. What are your thoughts on the most recent pack? (Paranormal)
I like it! It added more to the gameplay than past packs have, but I always felt it left something to be desired in the way of CAS and build mode. Spoilers starting here if you care: Also it would've been cool if you could have had more interactions with Temperance like you can with Guidry, and if the specters did more that would be cool too. Either way I think it's good, I wouldn't say it's groundbreaking for the game experience, but it is fun.
25. How many hours have you played the Sims?
Let's find out 3,215 hours 😅 that's board line a problem hahaha if my math is right (it probably isn't because I'm gay and bad at math) that's a hundred and thirty three days straight? Jesus I might need help lol.
26. If you play gameplay, do you play with mods?
I used to! But I play on a regular laptop so it can't really run gameplay mods unfortunately so unless I'm doing edits my game is vanilla.
27. What's the furthest you've gotten on a challenge?
So I'm really bad at challenges! My favorite lately has been rags to riches it's a lot of fun but I always get bored after they get married and pregnant :/ I never know what to do after that because like the challenge is over but I'm so invested in these Sims 😅
Thank you again for the asks! This was a lot of fun 💖 I know I answered all the questions just now but feel free to send me an ask for whatever you want! I love interacting with you all, you're all so amazing 💖💖💖
#get to know the simblr#get to know me#izzy answers things#izzy speaks but i really shouldnt#lilypixels#love ya ash!!!#ask game#ask#send me an ask if you want
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Coming Home - Harry Styles One Shot
Request: Harry and Y/N grew up together and are pretty close friends. They both always had a bit of crush/feelings for the other, but never actually dated. But maybe now they��re older that changes?
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Coming back home for any period of time was always something you looked forward too. Waking up in your old childhood bedroom, helping your parents make breakfast or dinner, walking around at all the awesome hangout spots you spent your childhood days at, but most of all coming back home was your favorite when you were there the same time as your best friend, Harry Styles.
You and Harry were next door neighbors since you were about eight or nine. You thought he was annoying and he was, but he grew on you, and so did your friendship. As you both entered teen-hood, you started seeing your best friend as more than a friend, but you never told him of your feelings because one you weren’t exactly sure of them yourself and two you didn’t want to tell him only for him to say he didn’t feel the same way.
And of course, you didn’t really the chance anyway because eventually he auditioned for the X Factor and he was thrown into the world’s biggest band. Now, he was no longer apart of that band, but he was just as big as a solo artist. Despite all of this, you two still remained close friends, which also meant your feelings did as well.
But still, you never acted upon them. You knew Harry wasn’t shallow, but knowing who some of his ex girlfriends or at least girls he had dated previously, didn’t really give you a ton of confidence in pursing a relationship with him. It’s not that you didn’t think you were beautiful or good looking, but it was more the fact that they were famous and you weren’t.
Well, you weren’t technically famous. You were a well known blogger and photographer, but you weren’t making millions. You had started a blog when you were in university, it was mostly about books you were reading or had read, your favorite music, etc. But then when you decide University wasn’t for you, you took up learning more about photography, which is what really put you on the map.
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You had arrived to your parent’s house while they were still at work. You ended up unpacking since you would be there for the next week. The weather was quite nice outside, so you decided to enjoy it. You grabbed your camera and headed out on a nice, leisurely walk. You had walked down to the pond that was near your house and started snapping photos along the way.
Of course, you had one of those modern, expensive cameras, but the camera you loved using the most was the vintage camera Harry had given you for your birthday a few years ago.
You loved coming to the pond because it was always private and you and Harry had plenty of picnics and chats while throwing rocks into the water. There were birds flying over the water and you quickly started snapping away. You were so wrapped up and focused on what you were doing, you hadn’t heard the crunching of leaves and sticks behind you.
In fact, you hadn’t realized someone was behind you until they poked your sides, causing you to whip around. Your hand stopped just a few centimeters from their cheek, when you realized it was Harry standing there with a smirk on his face.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” You snapped hitting his arm instead.
“Ow!” He groaned rubbing his arm. “I’m sorry.” He laughed.
You glared at him, “What are you even doing here?”
“Weeellll, aren’t we miss fucking rude?” He said. “Here I thought you’d be excited to see me.”
“I’d been more excited had you not snuck up on me like a fucking crazy person,” you mumbled.
“I’m sorry,” he said opening his arms.
You rolled your eyes wrapping your arms around his waist in a hug. He smiled kissing the top of your head.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were going to be home?” You asked.
“Because then it wouldn’t have been a surprise,” he smiled. “I actually just pulled up and saw you making your way out here, so I followed you.”
“That literally sounds like something a stalker would do,” you said.
“Eh,” he shrugged.
“How long are you here for?” You asked.
“About two weeks,” he said. “It’ll be the last time I’m able to come home before tour starts. All the craziness for the starts soon, so I wanted to make sure I saw my Mum for a bit.”
“Always the Mummy’s boy,” you joked.
“Damn proud of it, too,” he smirked.
You shook your head with a laughed, “Anyway, I’m happy you’re here,” you smiled. “I have missed you.”
“What was that?” He smirked.
“Oh piss of,” you rolled your eyes. “You know you missed me, too.”
“Yeah, I guess I did,” he said.
You smirked unwrapping your arms from around him and sitting down on the ground, while Harry joins you.
“I never get tired of coming here,” you smiled.
“Me either,” he said. “Sometimes when I’m really stressed, I wish I could just come here for a bit, you know.”
“I do know,” you smiled. “But I do have to say, it’s weird coming here without you.”
“I agree,” he nodded.
A few moments of silence passed by, when Harry cleared his throat.
You looked over at him, curiously, “Something on your mind?”
He bit his lip and ran his hand through his hair, “There’s always something on my mind,” he laughed.
“You know what I mean smart ass,” you rolled your eyes.
“I want to tell you something,” he said.
You turned to face him, “I’m all ears,” you said.
“You are without a doubt my best friend,” he said. “One of the only people who has supported me and loved me and been there for me for ages. You’ve never looked at me different or treated me differently. I’m still just Harry to you.”
“Always,” you smiled. “You never have to worry about that.”
“I know,” he smiled taking your hand. “But there’s something I’ve been keeping from you since I was fourteen.”
“Oh god,” you said. “What’s going on?”
He took a deep breath, “I’ve always, sort of, kinda, always had a crush on you,” he blushed.
Your mouth dropped as you looked at him, “Uh-what now?”
He groaned running his hand over his face, “I have feelings for you. I’ve always had.”
You hit his arm, “What the fuck, Harry!”
“Ow! What?” He whined. “Why are you always hitting me?”
“Because you’re annoying,” you groaned. “Why didn’t you ever say anything before now?”
“I don’t know,” he blushed. “I guess.. I was just worried it would ruin our friendship or something.... and I guess I would correct since your first reaction is to hit me.”
“Only because I’ve always had feelings for you, but never said anything because I never to the vibe that you liked me,” you groaned. “God, we could have been married with like three kids by now, had you said something earlier,” you joked.
“Wait? You’ve liked me this entire time, too?” He asked.
“Well, yeah,” you said.
“Then why didn’t you say anything?” He asked.
You sighed looking down.
“Hey, you can tell me,” he said squeezing your hand.
“It’s just... it’s stupid really, but I was comparing myself to the girls you’ve been with in the past, and I didn’t think I could be in the running,” you admitted.
He sighed pulling you into his lap, “Why would you think that?”
“Because I’m a girl and it’s what we do,” you mumbled.
“Well, there’s no comparisons,” he said. “Because you’re beautiful, you’re amazing, you’re my best friend, you’re everything to me, etc, etc. I love you as my friend... and I’m pretty sure I love you as more than a friend, too.”
“Wow,” you whispered. “I uh. I was not expecting you to say that.”
“That makes two of us,” he whispered.
“So, what does this mean for us, now?” You asked.
“That depends,” he said. “On what you want it to mean.”
“Should we give this go though?” You asked. “Is the timing even right? You said it yourself you’re going on tour in a few months.”
“Y/N,” he said. “I’ve gone on how many tours in the past ten years and never once did we lose touch or go a day or two without talking. Why would that change this time?”
“I don’t know,” you sighed.
“Unless, you don’t want us to give it try,” he said.
“I didn’t say that,” you said. “But I am a little skeptical. What if this doesn’t work out behind us... would we still be able to be friends?”
“I don’t see why not,” he said. “We were friends before, why would that change?”
“You’re right,” you sighed.
“What was that?” He smirked.
“Yeah, I’m not saying again,” you said.
“Aw, come on,” he smirked.
“Yeah, not gonna happen,” you said. “So, bugger off about it.”
He laughed, “So, then does this mean what I think it means?”
You turned to face him, “I guess it does,” you smiled. “Now, are you going to kiss me or what?”
He smiled bringing his hands up your cheeks before pressing his lips against yours.
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Sooo... yeah... I’m not that happy with this update, but I don’t find it too terrible either. Hopefully you agree. Lol. Here’s to hoping I’ll be updating a little more now!
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Shattered Glass
Who?: John Kennex x Reader
What?: YN and John fight, forcing both of them to realize some truths neither were willing to admit.
Word Count: 4724
Warnings: Angst, Intrusive Thoughts, Self-Image Struggles, Portrayals of Depression and Anxiety, Language, Smut, Unprotected Sex (wrap it before you tap it, y’all), Semi-Public Sex, Fluff
A/n: Hey y’all! This started out as a therapy fic for me after I’d had a bad day at work and just sort of snowballed lol. I’d just like to reiterate that this has portrayals of negative self image and anxiety/depression so please don’t put yourself at risk if that’s going to trigger you. I’d like to give yet another shoutout to the absolutely brilliant @bakerstreethound, without whom this story couldn’t have happened. She kept me sane during the beginning and has been the bestest friend and partner anyone could ask for. Ace, I really don’t know what I’d do without you 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜 Finally, I’m not tagging in this one, simply because I’m currently trying to work out a way to organize my tags so that people only get tagged in what they want to be :). Keep an eye out for a post soon with further details, peaches. Oh just one more thing, I’ve been seeing a lot of blogs having their works reposted on other sites without permission, and I’d like to establish here that I do not give anyone permission to repost my works. I’m on AO3 under the same username, but any other sites are not me.
Rough days were standard in your line of work. You'd think that after 3 years in the industry, the last 5 months of which being spent with your current employer, would have you used to the stress. Then again, you weren't sure anyone could get used to the bitch of a co-worker who was causing 80% of your issues. You were higher up in the company than her, but because she'd been with them longer, she seemed to think she could order you around. Going to your bosses achieved nothing, as she was apparently "invaluable" to the company, and didn't bother listening to them anyway. It wasn't a big deal at first, just one of those "ignore them, and they'll go away" situations, but as time progressed it got increasingly worse. Today you were forced to endure her screaming insults and ranting at you about a mistake your partner had made. Your day only seemed to get worse from there, and by the time you got off, you were about ready to blow a fuse. 4 bouts of road rage and a spilled coffee later, and you finally walked through the door to your apartment, slamming it shut behind you. John's head poked around the corner from the kitchen, noodles hanging from his lips. "Jesus. Is the door still standing?" He asked once he'd swallowed. You just huffed in response. He raised an eyebrow as you walked past without giving your usual greeting in the form of a kiss. "Hello to you, too, then." He mumbled. You waved your hand sarcastically over your shoulder.
"Hey," You said. John's concern was written all over his face as he followed you into the living room. He spoke as you plopped onto the couch, placing your head in your hands.
"I'd ask if you're okay, but clearly you're not so-"
"Sorry, Detective, but you must be losing your touch because I'm fine." You said, looking up to offer a strained smile, which was met with a skeptical eyebrow raise.
"Uh-huh, and Richard's being promoted to captain. Don't bullshit me, (Y/N/N). What's wrong?" He placed a hand on your shoulder as he finished. You shrugged it off and stood to your feet, ignoring the incredulous look on his face at your actions.
"I said I'm fine, John. Just let it go." You turned to walk away, but his hand shot out to grab ahold of your wrist. You tried to tug it free, which only served to draw him to his feet. He pinned your arm against his chest, pulling you in close. "Let me go." You said as you continued to struggle against him. Any other time you'd've found being pinned against such a handsome bastard incredibly sexy, in fact, that's probably why he did it in the first place. The notion was like throwing a match onto gasoline, igniting the rage that had been simmering under the surface into a full-on blaze.
"What the hell's gotten into you??" He demanded.
"I told you to fucking let it go, Kennex. In fact, you might as well go ahead and leave altogether, cause I'm not in the mood to fuck you tonight." He dropped your wrist as if scalded and took two steps back to search your face in angry disbelief before replying.
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" You threw your hands in the air in exasperation.
"Oh, come on! I'm not stupid, John. There was never going to be anything serious between us. You're not capable of trusting, let alone loving, anyone after Anna, and even if you were, you'd never choose me." He opened his mouth to reply, but you cut him off. "No, you wouldn't. Put me in a line up with every woman you've ever been attracted to, and the differences are fucking painfully obvious." You took a deep breath before continuing. "I was not, and never will be, anything more to you than convenient, no matter how much I love you. Okay? So, you don't have to pretend to fucking care anymore, John."
"How dare you! I can't believe I'm standing here listening to this bullshit; matter of fact," He paused and gestured as if an idea just occurred to him. "I'm not going to!" He stormed over to his coat and yanked it off the counter before throwing it on. He stopped momentarily to look back at you, mouth open to speak before sighing roughly in frustration. "Fuck this." Without another word, he was going out your door, slamming it so hard behind him that the pictures on the wall fell and crashed on the floor. In a single moment, everything in you shattered like glass. You collapsed in a heap as sobs began to rip through your chest. It's for the best. He would have left eventually, anyway. Why would he want to stay with a useless, disgusting, pathetic thing like you? God, you can't even handle the basic stress of everyday problems, while he's out there still doing his job after everything he's been through. I mean, how weak can you be?? No matter how hard you tried, you couldn't stop the thoughts from invading your mind. Each one cut deeper than the last until you were numb. Eventually you stood to your feet, drained and feeling hopeless. Your body moved on autopilot, carrying you through your nightly routine and into bed. You slept in fits and starts, nightmares plaguing nearly every second. When your body finally gave in to the utter exhaustion, a tiny part of you had hoped that you would wake up to find it'd all been a dream. Most of you didn't want to wake up at all, though.
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Unfortunately, neither part of you got its wish. You did indeed wake up, and you woke up to an empty bed. Your heart broke as you realized just how badly you'd fucked up. You didn't have time to dwell on your failures, though, as your phone was ringing, and upon answering, you discovered you were over an hour late for work. You shot up out of bed and quickly threw some clothes on, rushing through your morning essentials. As you stepped out of your front door, you looked up and saw dark storm clouds rolling in. You flipped through the radio in your car and found out that the storms were supposed to last through the rest of the week. At least the weather matched how you felt inside. Unsurprisingly, your problematic co-worker was standing ready to lay into you the moment you stepped through the doors. It took every ounce of what little strength you had left not to break down right then and there. By some stroke of luck, she was called away by your bosses, and you quickly took off to your desk. Your day was almost typical, until around 2 pm, your phone buzzed with an incoming text. Your heart stopped as you looked at the name on the screen. John. Your hands were shaking as you unlocked the phone to read the message.
Come by my place when you get off. We need to have a serious talk.
All of your fears came crashing down on you at once, punching through your chest like a bullet. You stumbled your way into the bathroom and latched onto the sink edge to anchor yourself. So this really was it. He was breaking up with you. Your hand flew up to press against your chest as the ache there blossomed into raw agony. At least he had the decency to do it in person. He could have just ghosted you. You continued to rub your chest as you typed out a simple 'okay' in response. A quick glance at the time revealed that you still had three hours left in your shift. You took a few deep breaths and splashed some cool water on your face. The last thing you needed was for someone to ask "what's wrong" and you end up breaking down in front of God and everyone. After you managed to calm down enough to return to your desk, time seemed to slow down, until the remaining three hours felt like twelve. You'd also discovered that you'd left your rain jacket at John's the last time you'd spent the night. Still, most of your body was numb by then anyway, so it didn't really matter as you stepped out into what had to be a freezing downpour at the end of your shift. In all honesty you were grateful for the numbness. You almost certainly would have never been able to drive had it not been for the near void that threatened to consume you as you drove through the crowded city. When you pulled up into the driveway, some of the emptiness cleared away, leaving panic in your chest and your whole body shivering as you sprinted to the door. You hardly registered John opening the door and pulling you inside. Your focus was locked on to the way his face moved while he spoke, committed to memorizing every detail while you still had the chance. Your gaze had fallen to his perfectly plump lips when you realized he was saying your name.
"Y/n, can you hear me, sweetheart?" You shook your head to clear some of the fog from your mind. Might as well get it over with.
"Yeah-" You cleared your throat. "Yeah, I can hear you. When do you wanna come by and get your stuff? Or would you rather me just drop it off here for you?" Confusion flooded his features as you finished.
"What are you talking about? Why would I need my stuff back?" Damn, was he so done with you that he didn't even want his stuff back? You dropped your eyes, knowing that you wouldn't be able to hold his gaze without breaking down completely.
"You're breaking up with me, right?" You cursed silently as tears began to stream down your face. Gentle fingers pressed up beneath your chin to tilt your face back up.
"You haven't listened to a word I've said, have you?" You didn't respond, too caught up in the softness of his eyes, and he didn't bother waiting for one anyway. "I said I shouldn't have walked out on you last night. I had some excuse about being tired, but the truth is I was afraid because you were right. I didn't think I would ever be able to love anyone again after Anna." Your heart clenched and the tears began to fall even harder as breathing became difficult. Had you been watching his face, you would have seen the heartache ooze across his features as he watched you break down in front of him. As it were, your gaze had fallen back to the floor, and you jumped when his hand moved up to cradle your face softly. "I was so pissed at myself, and at you for being right, that it wasn't until this morning when I woke up without you in my arms, and it hurt that I realized just how wrong we both had been. You're wrong about me never choosing you. You're smart and kind, and so beautiful you take my breath away when you walk into a room." You hiccupped and fell apart as you processed what he was saying to you. He rushed to pull you into his arms as your knees threatened to give out, and just held you until you could breathe again. He pulled back far enough to look you in the eyes before he continued speaking. "And I was wrong. Because I do love you, and I'm sorry it took me so long to figure that out." You gasped deeply and threw your arms around his neck.
"I'm so sorry too. I never should have taken out my frustrations about work on you."
"It's alright. Do you wanna talk about it?" Part of you still felt stupid about the reason for your outburst, but you felt so safe in his embrace that you found yourself nodding in affirmation. He placed a kiss on the top of your head and let you go. The sudden lack of his warmth sent shivers up your spine.
"Jesus. Why's it so cold in here?" You asked, rubbing your arms. He reached out and took your hand with a grin.
"Part of your surprise." He said with a wink. "Come on. I'll show you." You followed him around the corner and into the main room. You came to a stop as your eyes fell on the mounds of blankets and pillows arranged on the floor. He turned to look back when you stopped, and he seemed disappointed when you just looked at him in confusion. "You mentioned a while back that you loved the sound of the rain on the roof here. I'd figured-" He cringed slightly as he stumbled over his words. "Well, I mean I'd hoped-" He began to rub the back of his neck nervously before he continued. "I'd hoped that we'd be able to work things out, so I went ahead and got everything set up. Since they're calling for the storms to last for so long and all." Deciding to put him out of his misery, you stepped forward and pulled him down into a kiss. All the tension left his body as your lips connected, and you couldn't help but grin as you broke apart.
"I promise to not tell Dorian that you're secretly a big ol teddy bear who remembers tiny details about his girlfriend." You joked. John rolled his eyes, but still had a small smile on his face as he pulled you back in for another kiss. Despite his closeness, another chill ran down your spine, reminding you of your original query. "Doesn't explain why it's so flippin cold in here, though." He looked at you and gestured as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"It's a pillow fort. And you've got the internal body temperature of a small space heater. I'd really prefer to not sweat my ass off." He said. You bit your lip to hide your grin as you nodded gravely before replying.
"That would be a tragedy." He also was fighting a smirk as he slightly tilted his head in agreement.
"Exactly. My ass is a national treasure," He said. You giggled and let your smile finally breakthrough as he gestured in a 'come hither' motion. You began to worry your bottom lip between your teeth as you stepped forward. He reached over and pulled the soaking wet towel from your shoulders, surprise in his eyes as if something had just occurred to him. You stepped forward in concern as his eyes seemed to zone out and darken.
"John? What's wrong?" He seemed to snap out of his trance, and he cleared his throat before gesturing to your body.
"Your shirt. It's soaked. You're gonna catch a cold." You followed his gaze to your chest to discover that his eyes had not darkened in anger or frustration, but in lust. He was right, your shirt was absolutely dripping wet. It was also white. Ah.
"Would you prefer me to take it off?" You joked. A smirk emerged on his lips, sending a shudder through you that had nothing to do with the cold. He nodded and closed the distance between you.
"Purely in the interest of your health, of course," He said lowly. You tilted your head in mock defeat and began undoing the buttons of your shirt slowly.
"Well, I'm sure you know best, Detective." You barely made it half-way down the line before his lips were crashing into yours and his hands taking over to speed through the remaining buttons. He paused before he could push the garment off of your shoulders.
"Is this- I mean I don't want to assume- Or make you think I'm only after-" You cut him off with another kiss and shrugged out of the sleeves. He still seemed hesitant, right up until you nipped at his bottom lip. He huffed out a breathless growl before returning the favor, his hands landing on your bare waist to pull you into him. He swiped his tongue across your lip in a silent request for entrance, which you happily granted. Your hands moved to grip at his shoulders while his own began an exploration of your body, sliding up your spine and across your stomach before dropping from your skin entirely. You whined at the loss of contact, but he quickly made up for it by reaching down and pulling his shirt over his head. He leaned back down and placed a soft kiss on your lips. "Just making things even," He murmured against you. His hands found your hips as he led you to the center of the room without breaking the kiss, but it was his turn to grunt in surprise when you gently pushed him down on the pillows. "What-" He stopped when your hands moved to play with the clasp of your bra.
"We're not even yet, Detective." You said coyly. You barely got the garment off before he was tugging you down on top of him and into another breathtaking kiss. A moan escaped your lips as he nibbled your ear, trailing kisses down your neck. You brought a finger up to his mouth, stopping his assault. "We're not done yet, detective." You were smirking and trailing your hands across every bit of his skin you could reach, but you were partly just trying to hide the way you were trembling at having him so close. Another part was just reassuring itself that he was really there, not believing that he was finally truly yours, that you had the broken-hearted detective beneath you. It all felt like a dream until he ground up against you and whispered in your ear.
"Please, (Y/n)," He didn't even finish his sentence before you were climbing off of him to quickly remove your pants and underwear. He followed your lead and, to your surprise, pulled you back down on top of him once he'd finished. You uttered a whimper as he brushed up against your soaked folds, but it turned into a full-fledged whine as he slowly guided you down onto his length. He cursed and his eyes fluttered closed once he was fully sheathed inside you. You both took a moment to breathe and adjust to the sensation, and he finally looked at you when his hands began to guide your hips. "I love you." You leaned down to claim his lips again, tears threatening to fall at the words you'd never thought you'd hear him say.
"I love you too." You said, pulling back to meet his gaze once again. Such a small declaration, yet it made every movement, every touch, feel different. It was slow and passionate, so contrary to the fast and rough pace that was the norm with John. You couldn't bring yourself to look away from his deep hazel eyes, full of love and adoration, as you moved in perfect sync together. He rose with every fall, hitting so deep inside you that you knew you'd be feeling him for weeks. Your hips began to stutter as the sensations threatened to overwhelm you, and without missing a beat John flipped the two of you. A yelp escaped your kiss swollen lips as his nimble fingers slipped between the two of you to rub deliciously at your clit, and you could feel yourself rapidly approaching your orgasm. "John- please- don't stop!" He seemed more than happy to oblige, maneuvering to thrust impossibly deeper as his lips found your ear once again.
"You gonna cum for me, beautiful? I-" Whatever sweet nothing he had planned to say was choked off into a moan as your orgasm hit you. Your walls clamping down around him dragging him over the edge with you as he worked you through until you were whining with oversensitivity. He finally slid out of you and quickly retrieved a towel to clean you up. When he'd finished, he laid back down beside you and wrapped an arm around you, resting your head on his chest. You hummed in contentment as he began to stroke your hair, nearly drifting off before an idea occurred to you.
"John?" You mumbled against his chest.
"Yeah?"
"Do you still have any of that hot chocolate mix I gave you?" A small laugh rumbled in his chest as he responded.
"Yeah. You want some?" You lifted your head up to smile sweetly and nod your head.
"Yes, please!" John shook his head with a smile and placed a quick kiss to your temple before extracting himself from your embrace. You booed when he slid his boxers back on, earning another grin, this time accompanied by a wink before he headed off into the kitchen. Amongst the quiet, you finally registered the sounds of the rain still hammering against the building, the constant drumming a soothing backdrop to the cozy situation you found yourself in. You stood and slid back into your panties before moving to stand in front of the window. You also grabbed one of the blankets to protect against the chill that pervaded the air around the glass. Looking out, you could barely make out the disturbances the rain made to the surface of the water through the darkness, and yet you still found yourself mesmerized by the beauty of the view. You were drawn out of your reverie when John's voice sounded out behind you. "So, tell me about work. Is that woman causing problems again? What's her name, Kar-" He said as he entered the room. When his voice cut off you looked over your shoulder to find him staring at you with wonder in his eyes. You quickly looked out the window to see what he was staring at but couldn't spot anything particularly special.
"What are you looking at?" You asked, turning back right as he walked over to you. He didn't respond; instead, his hands found their way inside your blanket to grab your hips and push you back against the window. Mild panic set in before he finally spoke up. "John?"
"You're so beautiful." He said, dropping his head to kiss along your neck. You huffed in disbelief and reached up to push against his shoulders.
"You're crazy," Your pressing did little to dissuade him from his task, and you couldn't help but smile as he continued to mutter praises into your skin. "John," You chuckled as he continued to nuzzle into your neck. "Stop it, you're fogging up the glass," Your protests were growing half-hearted though, as his hands began to wander, and his lips trailed softly over your skin.
"And?" He questioned, pulling you back enough that your blanket fell to the floor before moving back forward so you were pressed against the icy cold glass. You yelped at the shock the temperature difference gave your system, trying to shove him back and pull him closer for warmth at the same time, both to no avail.
"I was enjoying the view," You said, breathlessly in a last-ditch attempt to persuade him. He pulled back to look you in the eyes before he responded.
"I've got a much better one right in front of me." His lips found yours and you melted against him. The kiss bordered on desperate, almost as if he was afraid you'd disappear. His hands left a trail of goosebumps behind as the heat of his skin emphasized the chill in the air, sliding up your arms and down your back before moving to play with the skin just beneath your waistband. A whine left you as he dipped his fingers inside to tease at your lips, sliding around and deftly avoiding everywhere you wanted him. Just as you were about to pull back and tell him to stop teasing, he thrust two fingers deep inside you, drawing a surprised gasp from you. "So wet for me," He mumbled against your lips as he began to thrust his fingers inside you. Each pass brushed up against your g spot until you were practically seeing stars and begging him for more. Suddenly, his fingers were gone, and you opened your eyes to find him licking your juices off of them. You let out a desperate whine.
"John, please, please fuck me." You said, reaching out to palm him through his boxers. His hand grabbed your wrist before you could touch him, though, and he spun you around.
"As the lady wishes." He leaned in and said against your ear. He reached down and pulled himself free from his boxers. John didn't bother to remove your own underwear, instead just sliding them to the side before slowly working his length inside you. You groaned in relief as he began to thrust slowly, pulling out and pushing back in to make sure you were ready. His cock dragged perfectly against every sensitive spot you had, sending pleasure shooting through your body and making your toes curl. Seeming satisfied with your preparedness he began to pick up his pace, hitting deeper inside you with every push. You yelped as his fingers found your nipples, tweaking and pulling on the sensitive buds as you moaned out his name. A hand left your skin and reached up to swipe across the glass, revealing your reflection. "Look. Do you see how fucking gorgeous you are? So beautiful, and mine." He nipped at the skin beneath your ear as his hand moved down your front to rub harsh circles on your clit. You threw your head back against his shoulder, eyes falling shut at the added sensation, but a sharp bite made them shoot open again. "Eyes open, baby girl. I want you to watch as I make you fall apart around me." Your eyes found his in the reflection, and you moaned at the way his pupils were blown wide with lust.
"Please, John, I need more-" You gasped deeply as his thrusts began to pick up speed, knocking you up onto your toes and forcing you to throw your hands up against the glass for support. Your reflection revealed how utterly wrecked you were, and the sight sent you flying over the edge with a scream of John's name. He buried his face in your neck as he continued to thrust, chasing his own release and prolonging yours as you gasped and sputtered, unable to form words thanks to the electric waves of pleasure flowing through you. Just when you thought you couldn't handle anymore, John's thrusts faltered, and he came with a deep groan. He rested his forehead on your shoulder as he waited for his breathing to return to normal, mumbling 'I love you's and pressing kisses into your heated skin. Out of nowhere tears began to flow down your cheeks, a quiet sob escaping you. John immediately noticed, and carefully pulled out of you before turning you around to run his hands over you in concern.
"(Y/n), what's wrong? I didn't hurt you, did I? I'm so sorry, sweetheart-" The panic in his voice made the tears come harder, and you struggled to voice what was happening.
"No, you didn't hurt me-" You hiccupped. "I just- don't deserve you." Confusion crossed his face as he processed what you were telling him.
"What? You-" He seemed to come to a decision, and he went and grabbed his phone, quickly pulling up the dial pad. "Here. Call your work and tell them you're taking the rest of the week off. If they ask why then tell them police business."
"What? John, I can't just-"
"You've got tons of time off saved up, right?" He cut you off, still holding the phone out.
"Well yes, but-"
"Then, by law, they can't stop you from taking it." You closed your eyes and took a deep breath, trying to control your breathing and stop the tears.
"Why are you doing this?" You asked, finally looking up at him.
"Because I want to spend the next 5 days showing you just how amazing you are." He said, so confident, so resolute, that you found yourself reaching out to grab the phone.
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Love working with you, Mr. Raines
Chapter 1
Summary: In this AU Adrian it's a simple human that hired a woman called Amy Brushnell. Their life twisting together in a way they never thought could happen.
Pairing: Adrian Raines x MC (Amy Brushnell)
Words: 1.102
Warning: in this chapter, none.
Note: First thing! This is the first official chapter of what I posted a while ago as "Office secrets" and now I changed it name to this one. And second thing! This is my first serie ever! So be patient with me during the process lol But also be completely honest about what do you think! Also let me know if you want to be add or remove from the tag lists!
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Amy Bushnell was a normal 24 year old woman who worked from 9 to 5 in a corporation as the CEO's assistant. She lived with her roommate and now friend Lily in a small apartment in New York Freaking City, her dream since she was in highschool. Everything was great and perfect, her past hadn't followed her from her hometown, her work was awesome and her new friends made her feel loved, a new sensation in her life. There was only one small, tiny problem. Adrian Raines. He was the kind of man she thought only existed as a fictional character, the kind of man she thought she would never meet and he was her boss. And she was falling for him.
She had been working for him four months when she started seeing him not just as her superior but as the man beneath the CEO. She was at her desk, distracted, rereading an email for the third time without comprehending a single word, remembering when her phone rang earlier. She knew she hadn't answered, she knew how things used to work and, regardless after a moment's hesitation, she went to the hallway and took the phone call. She had promised herself that she would stop exposing herself like this, why was she so weak? She put her head on her hands, heavily sighing as a couple of tears fell from her eyes and landed on the desk. She tried to take a few deep breaths and calm herself, Nicole, the VP, already disliked her, god knows what could happen if she found her crying in the office.
A hand took her shoulder and she froze, scared. However, even if the hand was strong, the touch was gentle and she lifted her gaze slowly, only to find a pair of blue eyes watching her with a little concern. Only four months in her new job and she already was screwing things up with her boss. Classic Amy. She quickly dried her tears, feeling her cheeks hot with embarrassment, as he continued watching her, his gesture serious but his eyes warm and almost sweet.
"I'm so sorry Mr. Raines, I--"
"Please, call me Adrian." She liked that and a tiny almost imperceptible smile blossomed on her lips. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, yeah! I'm f-fine!" Why was her voice this pitched? She needed to be on her A game, no making him sorry for her or worse, think it was a bad idea to hire her.
"You were crying." His voice calm, without angry signs in it. "Something wrong?"
"It's nothing, really… I shouldn't bother you with this kind of thing."
"Amy" This was the first time he called her by her first name and a warmth that had nothing to do with her crying, filled her chest and made her cheeks even more red. "Come to my office, please."
She stood up, her palms sweaty as he led her to his office, closing the door behind them.
"Would you like a cup of coffee? Or tea maybe?" This wasn't the first time they were alone in his office, she worked directly with him but something in the air felt different this time.
"Uh, a cup of coffee is fine" He took two cups and went to a corner of the office were a luxury coffee machine was set up.
"Please, sit." He pointed to the couch and she obeyed, he handed her the cup and she sipped it, tasting the most amazing coffee in her life. "Normally, I like to know the people who work with me, especially this close. I'm truly sorry I haven't done it with you until now."
"Oh! It's okay, Mr. Rai-- Adrian." He smiled at her and she found herself staring at his smile. She took another sip of her coffee tearing her gaze away from him.
"Are you satisfied working here?" His tone was friendly even if his office and obviously expensive, tailored suit made him intimidating.
"I really do" She genuinely smiled for the first time in what seemed like hours. "Your company is doing so much good and I'm so happy to be part of it."
"I'm glad." His eyes looked inside hers intensely, like he was trying to see beyond her surface. "Is it okay with you if I ask you a few more personal questions?"
"Uh, sure" She felt her hands getting sweaty again and carefully put the cup on the table between them. Something on her face probably showed her fear or nervousness because he smiled again.
"Don't worry, it won't be that personal." His smooth voice eased her nerves. "How do you like NY? Your resume says you are from Oro Valley."
"Yeah, it's a small town in Arizona. To be honest, I love NY, it was hard at first, of course, but I wouldn't change it for anything. This city has a magic of it's own. My favorite place in the world, at least for now"
"It's my favorite city as well." He said with sincerity in his voice. She didn't know why but there was something about him that made her feel like she could trust him, that made her feel safe, a feeling she wasn't used to.
They talked for a little more, he asked the basics about her, where she was living, if she missed home, how long she had been in NY before she started working with him, his gaze never leaving her eyes, when he looked at her above the edge of the cup her heart jumped inside her chest. At the end of the meeting, he led her towards the door, but before fully opening the door, he stopped her by putting a warm hand on her back.
"Amy, I don't know why you were crying earlier and I have the feeling that you don't want to share that but please know, my door is always open if I can help you with anything."
"You say that to all your employees?" She questioned smiling but, after a moment of realizing what she said, her cheeks flushed red and her eyes widened a bit. She didn't know why she asked him that, was she flirting with him? "I mean--"
"No, I don't." His lips quirked into a smile. "See you tomorrow, Amy." His eyes intense on hers.
"Good night, Adrian." She left the office and headed to her desk, as she picked up her things and headed home, she still felt the pressure of his hand on her back, the blue of his eyes on hers and his beautiful smile carved on her mind.
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Hey i was wondering if you could do one where the readers band is on tour with all time low and at night she sings herself to sleep and jack listens to her and starts developing a crush on her? You can change it up a bit so it doesn’t suck but thanks :)
AN Hey guys! Sorry it’s been three years since I’ve posted lmao. I think I’m slowly coming back to these. For one thing I’m at my job, and I work graveyard so I’m bored as hell. For another, I really miss creative writing. I’ll update you on my life if you want next time I visit this, but other than that, hello! I won’t be updating the halloween imagines for the time being, especially since I’m trying to come back to this. I know I had one (1) request to update the side blog fanfics I had going on, but as for now, I’m going to try to do it one at a time. @ my motivation? Where r u (and im so sorry i cannot sleep i cannot dream tonighttttt) Anyways! Also I just realized that it was Creeper who were atl’s opening band on the european mainland tour for lyr and now im emo all over again. The text conversation is in the story already, I just felt the need to make it for you lol
Your POV
I knew we were going on tour with All Time Low. Our manager knew we were going on tour with All Time Low. My bandmates knew we were going on tour with All Time Low. We all were well aware, and now the fans were too. But holy shit, is it surreal. Starting from nothing, playing a max of ten people, then going to 1,000 cap rooms, oh my god is it fucking incredible. Not to mention All Time Low have been my heroes for as long as I can remember.
I’m in a pop punk band, and I play the bass. I’m not quite a singer, but I can do back up. I have three other bandmates. One sings, her name is Maria, one plays guitar, that’s Drew. And we have Allison on drums. Altogether we’re pretty badass.
I had heard in the industry that Jack was a bit of a flirt. Having Drew in our band, we didn’t think much of it. Granted, Maria was engaged, and Allison’s gay, so it’s not like either of them were available. But I knew of Jack’s wiles, so I knew to stay on my toes. We were touring in Europe around the mainland for Last young Renegade, All Time Low’s new album, and it was my band’s first time being in Europe, so we were stoked. We were up at like 8 am, exploring around the city. Though trying to fall asleep is critical, especially jet-lagged. I don’t know about most things, but what I do know is anytime I go anywhere, even if it’s in the same time zone, I’m always jet-lagged. Maybe I’m just always tired?
So we arrived in Copenhagen, Denmark, the first stop on our European tour, and we meet the guys at their bus, and I’m a little star struck. Alex Gaskarth and his iconic hair. I’m not saying I’m in the fandom, but Alex’s brown hair is nothing short of iconic. Especially when it’s longer. Huge throwback to Timebomb era, and hooo boy. That was an era to be alive. Alex was wiping down the table in his bus, muttering about these “good for nothing men, who can’t even pick up after themselves.” Jack is behind him opening the fridge, then opening the cupboards, then opening the fridge, then opening the pantry, I smiled a bit at that. Zack and Rian weren’t anywhere to be found, at least from what I could see, staring down the bus’s hallway. We were to be dragging behind them in our small little van pulling a trailer. Drew coughed, and Alex looked up. “Guys!” he smiled, throwing away his wipe. “You’re here!”
Jack looked over from his rampant searching of food and smiled at us as well. I felt my face grow hot, but tried to brush it off like I was alright. I kicked my other food and looked down at the ground to try and forget I existed for a bit. I noticed Maria smiling at me, probably knowing exactly what was going on. She knew that Jack has always been a celebrity crush of mine since 2008. “What’s up,” he said to us, nodding in our direction.
“We’re in GutterPunk,” Drew responded, usually taking initiative. “Nice to meet you guys. We’ll be on tour with you throughout the mainland.”
“Sweet!” Alex smiled, and came over to us, probably intending to shake our hands. “What’ll you be riding around?”
“We kind of don’t really know yet? We have to go pick up the rental van and trailer soon. We just wanted to meet you guys.”
“Well I’m Alex,” he said gesturing to himself. “And that fiend over there is Jack.” Jack paused from his cupboard raid and waved, then went back to it. “Hope to enjoy your guys’ music and energy out there.”
“Stoked, dude.” Drew shook his hand, and turned to walk away, out of the bus. We were all standing in his way. So he had nowhere to go.
“I’ve been a fan since middle school!” Allison told him, also shaking his hand. “Y/N and I have always dreamed of touring with you guys. It’s been a dream, really. You’re a huge inspiration! At least half of it. Tre Cool has always been my biggest, but don’t sweat it. He’s a fucking god on drums.”
“Here here!” came a voice in the back.
“That’s Rian,” Alex chuckled. “He always makes himself known at any mention of Green Day.”
I thought I had seen Jack peak over at us when Allison mentioned my name, but then again, it was all happening so fast, I didn’t have any idea as to what was going on. I tucked my hair behind my ears and introduced myself to Alex. We talked a bit before we had to go to the rental agency and get our modes of transportation. It was to be about a month in the van with these guys, tightly packed. Thank god we weren’t a ska band.
After a couple days on tour in Europe, I was getting my bearings. I started to get a feel of how it would be like throughout the month. It was a show every night for a couple days, then we’d have one or two days off. Our van broke down the fifth day, and we were ready to call it quits, me being on the verge of tears, and Allison kicking the wheel of our shitty van rental. Alex graciously offered to let us stay in their bus, but we all refused, trying desperately to figure out another way to travel. He insisted.
“Are you sure this is okay?” Maria asked him as we gathered our stuff in their bus
“Oh, it’s fine!” Alex waved us off. “You’ll just stay with us. It’s not fair that we get this huge ass bus for four of us and you guys all have to share that tiny van. Make sure you get your money back though, because that’s bullshit. Jesus Christ, man. I told Fueled that we should’ve just shared a tour bus but they’re all about ‘separating bands’ or whatever. Why we ever signed to this record label I’ll never know.”
“It was your idea,” Zack chimed in. We all laughed. “Well it was! After going to Hopeless, twice, Alex wanted to branch out. Which we all agreed to anyway. It was funny though, because he complained about it every chance he got.”
“I’m well aware of that. But Fueled by Ramen seems to forget that we were once small too! Power to the little people!”
We all laughed again and gathered in their bus to prepare for the next night which was to be a day off. I was nervous, because this meant that Jack would be just down the hall, if you can even call it that, from me. It reached 1 am that night after the show, and we had all gathered in our beds to try and sleep so we could get out and do fun things around France.
I always used to sing myself to sleep to calm my nerves, and after about an hour of tossing and turning, it seemed like that was my only option if I wanted to sleep. I started off by humming softly, in case I would wake anyone up. After about ten minutes of that, and no sounds of stirs happened, I sang quietly. First was Lullabies, which is my go to song to sing when I need to sleep. Something about the line “Sing me to sleep, I’ll see you in my dreams” makes me feel at peace. After I finished with that, I heard the quiet patter of feet. I stopped for a bit, to wait to see if it came again, and when it didn’t I started again. Snuff by Slipknot is another one that calms me down, and I sang that, but right at the bridge I heard the patter again. I drew back the curtain, and saw Jack standing there. He looked scared to see me notice him, and promptly turned back towards his bed, and didn’t look back at me.
I frowned but pulled the covers up. I guess he doesn’t actually want to get to know me. I closed my eyes to try for the.. Was it the fourth time? Third time? I lost count. But I tried once more to sleep. Then I heard the pang next to me of a text message.
I promise I wasn’t trying to listen to you sing.
It was from Jack. We had all exchanged numbers at the beginning of the tour. My thumbs danced over my screen as I thought of what to say.
Don’t worry about it
I just heard it and then i couldn’t stop
It’s fine, jack. Really
Your voice is really pretty tho
Can we talk tomorrow?
I have something I need to tell you
What could he possibly need to tell me? I was freaking out. And now I can’t sleep even more. Fuck. This was going to be a long night.
I mean I’m awake right now
I can’t really say it right now
Well, what the fuck does that mean? I sigh and then turn around and face the wall. The bus was moving, but I felt like my stomach was moving ten thousand times faster. Him talking to me like this is the first real conversation he’s had with me. Most of the time he avoids me. Whatever it is, I guess I can wait. I prepared for a long sleepless night after that.
When I woke up, everyone was bustling about, getting ready for the day off. “Jack! Y/N!” Rian called down to us. I guess neither of us had gotten up. “We’re going out to breakfast!”
I moaned in recognition, and heard nothing from Jack, so I assumed he had gone with them. I threw my covers off and went straight to the bathroom. When I got out, I saw a tall lanky man with bed head staring at me.
“Uh. Hello.” I said stupidly.
“Hey, uh. About last night.”
“It’s fine if you don’t want to say anything. I get it. I’m a backup singer for a reason.”
“No that’s not it! Um.” He stopped talking to look down at his feet. “Look. I know this is weird. Especially since I hardly know you. But, I’ve actually been following your band for a while. And dude, you’re like insanely hot. And then I find out you’re a good person too? Last night, hearing your singing it made me realize.. Fuck, this is so stupid. It made me realize I’m in love with you.” With the last uttering of those words, he looked up at me. “Sorry.”
“Are you fucking serious?” I raised my eyebrows, completely awestruck. Jack Barakat, the celebrity crush of my teen years was telling me he was in love with me? When it looked like he in fact, was not kidding, I immediately blushed and looked away. “Dude. I’ve been in love with you since I was like 14.”
A smile lit up his face as he started talking really fast, rambling. “Oh my god! Really? Holy shit okay, so like we can go get breakfast with the others, or we can go get breakfast by ourselves, we could walk down the Seine, we are in France after all. Holy fu-”
I started laughing, but grabbed his hand with mine, since he was waving it all around. “Slow down there, I can barely keep up. Let’s go get breakfast first, and talk this out. You’ve basically been avoiding me since I got here.”
“Well yeah, I didn’t really know how to strike up a conversation.”
I chuckled. “This is weird, huh?”
“So weird.” He nodded in agreement. I realized I was still holding his hand, but I didn’t let go. Instead we walked off the bus, headed towards the cafe for breakfast. My heart was in my throat but this felt right. After the initial break of the ice, he wouldn’t shut up, but I loved hearing his voice. He could talk for hours on end if he really wanted to.
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(prompts) the one you said "steven taught andrew how to use chopstick" or in the cake episode from season 1, Andrew make a wish when they broke the elbow in the last cake and Steven ask for it but Andrew said it didnt come true, maybe Andrew wish that Steven would fall in love with him lol Im bad in English so i hope u will get what i mean thanks
Hi anon! Thank you for the ask! I did the Chopstick one and it’s posted somewhere on my blog! Anyway, here’s your second one!-Working so close with the guy you have a massive crush on is probably the worst thing that can happen to a person. Maybe I'm exaggerating with that but, for me, it's very true. It's worse when you're caught on camera staring at said crush and the entire internet can tell that you're hopeless. Everybody can tell but him. It's horrible. I mean, I was new to Worth It compared to him as he had started it with Keith and only asked me to fill in for him because he was too busy with the Try Guys stuff to do it. Now, I had to suffer and spend more time than I should with him. Staring longingly across the office was different than 'heart-eyes’ staring at him in a restaurant while he sat practically in my lap.It was especially like torture when I was sat right up against him as we ate cakes romantically together. Romantic is a loose term for it, more like, romantically from my end and friendly on his. I was hopelessly in love with him as I watched him take awkward bites of his food.He's eating a cake that I can't remember the price of and I'm staring very unsubtly.Suddenly, Steven reaches across me. “Look!” He gets one of the fondant ribbons from the cake and holds it between us.“What?” I him as I'm snapped out of my trance. “Grab this side and we pull it, break it like a wishbone and make a wish!” He smiles at me and my lips pull into a tight grin “Alright.” We pull and it snaps.I wish that Steven felt the same.I look at him and he looks at me. “What'd you wish for?” He asks.I shake my head at him and give a tense smile. “It didn't come true.” I laugh to release the tightness in my chest at the end and it's taken as a joke. I smile at the camera and play it all off.I always manage to play off my hurt and my feelings. I'm quite good at it. After so many years of running from my attraction to men, I have to be good at it or I'll have to except that I'm not straight and I'll have to come out and I'll have to be myself. I'm not really ready to become my real self. I don't think I'll ever be ready.Once the shoot ended, Steven had to drive me home. He'd picked me up early from my house and we went to breakfast with Adam.Adam went his separate way when we got back to the office to get ready to leave and drop off the rest of that cake.“Want to grab dinner?” Steven asks as we pull out of the BuzzFeed parking lot.“I don't know,” I sigh. “I kinda just want to go to bed.” “You have to eat dinner, Andrew.” He rolls his eyes like a mother.“I just had way too much cake.” I shake my head. I couldn't be with him much longer. Something about that whole 'make a wish!’ thing was bothering me so bad.“Well, I'm bringing you to eat. You seem bummed out so, we're going to my favorite place.” He pats my leg and I flinch.He doesn't notice. “I… Steven, please. I just want to go home.” “Too late.” He says, turning onto the street that was the opposite way to my house.“That place is so far away. Bring me somewhere close. I don't want to be out. I want to go home.” I protest.“Too bad. You're in a bad mood and I'm determined to cheer you up.” He gives me a big grin.“You won't. Sleep will fix it, so, let me go home.” I slump in the seat and he just shakes his head. “Nice try, 'Drew.” He shuts down the argument and I mentally regress into a puddle in my seat.This restaurant is about two hours out if the way and honestly, I don’t think I can handle that. I don’t even get to think about handling this before I hear; “Uh oh…” come from Steven.I look up and realize were about thirty minutes from our destination and our car has died.My head falls back and my hands cover my face, causing me to groan loudly. “Goddammit, Steven! Goddammit! I said I wanted to go home and now look where we are!” I yell at him and he just reaches over and touches my upper arm.“Calm down, Andrew. I’ll call triple-A and Adam to come pick us up. It’s fine.”“It’s not fine but, whatever. Just call triple-A and leave me here to seethe over you not listening to me.” I cross my arms and lean against the window.He sighs, muttering something under his breath before calling Adam and explaining the situation to him before calling AAA.I vaguely listen but, I can’t get my head out of my ass for a millisecond. I was so head over heels for Steven that it kind of hurt even having to look at him. “Are you alright?” I hear his voice asking, soft and sweet, more so than usual.“Fine.” I grunt in reply.“Okay, well, I know you won’t tell me what’s bothering you… We have two hours to kill. Let’s talk.” Steven presses on.“What about?” I grunt.“Do you have plans this weekend?” He offers and I shrug.“Sleep? Be stressed and contemplate my existence?” I give him and he sighs. “You?”“I was thinking of watching a show on Netflix.” He says.“What one?”“Not sure yet.”I sigh and rub a hand over my face. “How’s your girlfriend?” I feel the tightness in my chest get worse.“Um, well, her and I broke up about a month or two ago.” Shrugs Steven lightly.“Oh, I didn’t know… I’m sorry.” I offer up as my heart decides to pound. “It’s fine. I wasn’t happy with her anymore.” He says softly.“Hey,” I sit up a bit and glance his way. “What did you wish for earlier?” I ask, realizing I hadn’t done so before.“When?” He cocks his head to the side and my heart leaps to my throat.“Uh, the fondant ribbon thing.” I inform.“Oh! I wished for things to fit together. Things have been weird lately.” He smiles at me. I’m heartbroken by his words.“You okay?”“Yeah! I’m great! I’ve just been dealing with some weird stuff, you know?” He chuckles. “You never told me what you wished for.”“Oh, um… My feelings to be reciprocated. It didn’t come true. Doesn’t matter.” I try to dismiss.“Feelings for who?” “You.” It just slips from me and he jumps. He stays silent for a moment, stuttering out a sound that wasn’t of human language.“Me?” He croaks after a while of sputtering.“I-... I don’t even know why I said that.” I frown and rub my face with both hands.“Did you mean it?”“Of course I mean it! Have you seen the way I look at you!? God, I just… I don’t want to have feelings for you, I just do,” I fall back to the seat, tipping my head upward. “I’ve had weird, um… Crushes on guys but, I don’t want to… You’re different and these feelings won’t go away even when I try to stop them… I’m sorry, Steven. I’m so sorry.” I shake away the ache pressing behind my eyes.“You-... Andrew, you’re gay?”“Don’t call me that! I’m not that.” I insist but, his fingers lace with mine, causing me to gasp.“It’s not bad to like guys, Andrew. I mean, I like you too… What’s so wrong with that?” I peer over at him and he’s smiling at me like an idiot. As always. So fucking sweet looking.“People treat people like us, like we shouldn’t be alive.” I whisper.“What does it matter? If they treat us like shit, you and I can kick their asses. You and me against the world,” He squeezes my hand. “I always say, what’s the point of living if you aren’t happy?”I sit up again and glance at him. It’s silent other than our breathing and we’re just staring at each other. Steven reaches up and touches the side of my face, brushing his hand over my light beard.He leans towards me, not stopping until our lips are nearly touching. “Is-... Is this alright?” His voice wavers as his mouth brushes mine with each word, every syllable, every moment of his lovely pink lips.“It would be better if we…” I lose my words as I move myself forward barely a centimeter before our lips meet and my hand finds the back of his neck. I grunt against him as he clumsily falls forward and jabs a hand into my stomach.“Sorry!” He laughs falling away from my lips.“You idiot!” I grin at him and his eyes meet mine. I grab his cheeks and smack a kiss forehead.“You love me.” He jokes, per-usual.“I do. I really do.”
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get to know the writer tag
tagged by @the-color-of-roseblood, @ghost-possum, and @thevajunglebook. thank you for tagging me and i’m sorry it took this long.
i’m bad at coming up with questions so i’m not going to do the 10 questions. but i am going to answer the questions that were listed. also this is an open tag, so anyone who wants to do it can do it.
rules: answer 10 questions, create 10 new questions, and then tag 10 people
from the-color-of-roseblood:
1) We always talk about favorites. What’s your least favorite book?
hmmm. one book i’ve always hated is the scarlett letter. we read it in school and it was awful.
2) Do you have a favorite place to write? What’s it like there?
i didn’t really have a favorite place to write until recently. a few months ago i finally got a desk and i’ve been in love with it ever since.
very, very cluttered. there’s all kinds of stuff piled on it. on one side i’ve got soda cans, plastic bottles, my phone; the other side is junk food, my glasses case, a couple of necklaces. i have an old sugar plum fairie barbie on the top shelf that i tried to sell, that nobody wanted even though i had it for like $5 (i might post a picture of it later bc it’s super pretty).
3) Do you have any artistic endeavors other than writing? If not, what else would you most like to learn to do?
back before the writing bug really bit me, i used to draw all the time. now i barely ever draw unless i get really inspired.
hmmm, i don’t know. maybe sign up for duolingo and learn other languages?? other than that i don’t know.
4) What’s your favorite holiday? Why? Have you ever written a story involving that holiday?
halloween is my favorite, followed closely by christmas just bc i love the tacky decorations and the music and the movies and pretty much everything about it.
looool i have tried to write fics involving these holidays, but they never come out how i want them to and i’ve kind of given up on it.
5) How do you fight writer’s block?
silly answer: drink so much caffeine i ascend to the astral plane to get advice from the writing gods.
actual answer: there’s not really an easy way to answer this. sometimes i see writing posts that are like, “you have to write every day!!” and i’m thinking y’know that’s not always possible. whether i’m out of inspiration/ideas, or i’m in a depression spiral, or i’m tired from work, or maybe i’m just not feeling that particular project. it’s not a sin to need a break from your wips, bc even though it’s happy work it’s still work. and there’s no shame in needing to take a breather to get yourself sorted out.
on days when i’m ready to write, i do different things to get myself pumped up for my wips. i’ll make playlists, make aesthetic boards, sometimes i torture my mutuals with rambles about my ocs or tag them with little excerpts from the project. i really like making an aesthetic tag so i can go and look at all the pretty stuff that makes me think of the wip, so i can remind myself why i want to write it in the first place.
6) At what point in a WIP do you decide to send it to your first beta readers/reviewers?
probably not until i’m at least done with a second draft. the first draft needs to have all those plot holes filled, all those loose threads woven back together, characters need developing. showing a beta reader my first draft would be like taking a person to a room filled with beginning sketches of people where they’re still just shapes instead of having any defining features.
7) What’s your greatest inspiration?
i don’t think i have one lol.
8) A lot of writers have certain things they like to describe - food, clothes, fights, party scenes. What’s your favorite thing to describe?
emotional scenes where characters talk about their problems and they hug and maybe even cry. i’m a terrible person.
9) What’s your approximate ratio of reading to writing? How do you find time for both? Do you do both on the same day, or split it up?
you’re going to judge me for this, but i haven’t been reading actual books lol. the last few months i’ve just been reading fanfic oneshots with like the occasional multichapter fic thrown in. my attention span has been terrible.
10) What books would you recommend to someone to get them into reading?
i think it depends on the person. what i might find compelling, someone else might find super boring.
from ghost-possum:
1. What is your favorite book in a genre that you don’t tend to write? If you do fantasy/sci-fi, what’s your favorite romance? If you write literary, what’s your favorite paranormal YA?
i don’t really like writing stuff that doesn’t have some kind of paranormal element. so i guess i’d say my writing enemy that i like reading is real world drama.
my favorite books that are like idk period pieces i guess?? are Anne of Green Gables and Pride and Prejudice.
as for stuff that’s based in more recent times, there’s a ya series i really like called tiny pretty things that’s about a group of ballerinas competing against each other for spots for prima ballerina?? and there’s a lot of drama and backstabbing. it’s kind of a dark series.
2. What book would you love to see turned into a movie or tv show? Any particular reasons why?
i can’t think of anything right now. maybe green angel by alice hoffman?
3. Have you ever written a character with a certain real-life person in mind. Was it someone you know in real life or someone famous?
some of my ocs were originally based off acquaintances, but as i kept writing them the characters changed so much that they became pretty much unrecognizable.
4. If your latest WIP had a color scheme, what would it be?
paper heart would be red, orange, pink, and purple. the colors of a sunset with the threat of darkness falling over everything.
5. What do you eat or drink while writing (if anything)?
s’mores poptarts if i’m too lazy to get up and fix myself something. chips. different sodas: cherry coke, sunkist, grape fanta.
6. What do you do to restore your inspiration when you’re not writing?
watch movies/tv shows. listen to podcasts or music. look at cool pictures.
7. Coffee, Tea, Booze, or ALL THREE?
coffee and booze. i’m not a big fan of tea.
8. Who is your favorite visual artist?
uhhhh, does studio ghibli count? their artwork is so appealing to look at.
9. Do you have any other creative pursuits outside of writing? What are they?
maybe learning other languages??
10. What is your favorite trope, the one you will always fall for and never get enough of?
AAAAAAAAAAA, ENEMIES TO FRIENDS TO LOVERS.
from thevajunglebook:
1. Describe your WIP as a cross between two movies.
i’m trying to think of what paper heart would be, but i’m drawing a blank. this needs to be its own game where someone else guesses what movies your wip is the lovechild of.
2. What’s your favorite part of writing communities?
cheering on and also being cheered on during the writing process. getting to read all these wonderful stories written by wonderful people. knowing other people are suffering just as much as i am lol.
3. If you could collaborate with any writer (whether friend or idol), who would it be and what would you work on together?
i am terrible at collaborating with other people lol.
4. Do you prefer reading/writing standalones or series?
i love reading series, but i’m not good at writing them lol. yet somehow i always end up writing series.
5. Who is your ultimate OC otp(+)?
canon: for the next three days verse it’s between leana/yvonne and jason/bella for otp status. my ot5 is carter/matteo/violet/tiffany/nina.
for defect i’d say my otp is joe/alec. also ethan/noah later on down the line.
ot3: ned/alec/sage
ot4: ned/alec/joe/ray.
au: joe/ned/carter
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for the graveyard of the forgotten it’s definitely orrinaz/eliya/amnayel.
6. If your OC(s) joined tumblr, what type of blog would they run?
i wish i could answer this question with the dedication it deserves. i feel like their blogs would have a lot of memes and shitposts with some aesthetic stuff thrown in.
7. If you could write an adaptation of any story, which would it be?
while i have zero desire to write an adaptation for a story, i’ve always liked the idea of a movie version of Green Angel by Alice Hoffman. mostly bc it’s surreal, a little weird, post apocalyptic, and it would just look really cool.
8. What common writing tips never work for you? And/or what uncommon advice do you swear by?
anything that’s like, “if you don’t write everyday, you’re not a real writer!!” like chill dude. just bc i’m not cranking out 1,000 words a day like some lean, mean, writing machine doesn’t mean i’m not dedicated to what i’m doing.
9. Do you research before, during, or after writing sessions?
it depends. sometimes i get to a point in a fic where i’m like, “uh oh” and i go into a research spiral trying to find this one specific thing. thinking ah yes, this is the specific thing i need at this very moment that i probably could do without.
10. Have you had a writing epiphany that totally revamped your WIP?
if only. there were a few game changers in the next three days series that changed things for the better:
- the way carter and matteo first met lmao.
- violet’s existence.
- sage rescuing and then leaving violet and carter.
- carter and nina’s bromance.
- alec and carter, and also joe and matteo being siblings.
- tiffany seeing ghosts.
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tagged by @enzaymada thanks!! i nearly did this last night drunk as hell but there was just enough sober me in there to Stop
under the cut
the last:
1. drink: water (i don’t get hungover but hoylshit my mouth tasted so bad this morning)
2. phone call: @chewytriforce called me!! we met up because she was in town!
3. text message: my friend who was even more shitfaced than me wants me to delete the 10+ minute video i took where he asks if it’s going on snapchat 4 times, gets pissed off that jay-z officially cheated on beyonce, tries to explain the wisdom of some random financial book (he’s going to school for business), and gets yelled at to sit down by our host on multiple instances
4. song you listened to: “give me hope” by new politics
5. time you cried: shit man….probs like a fuckn month ago lol
ever:
6. dated someone twice: no i’m literally dating my first person now
7. kissed someone and regretted it: not quite yet but i’m sure some day
8. been cheated on: god i hope not
9. lost someone special: mhm
10: been depressed: since childhood
11: gotten drunk and thrown up: nope! stomach of steel (my sister says that our genetics make us impervious to hangovers/throwing up but we black out easier lol so idk if that’s a great trade)
list three favorite colors: red, deep blue, pale green
in the last year have you:
15: made new friends: hella
16: fallen out of love: not really, idk what love is lol
17: laughed until you cried: nah
18: found out someone was talking about you: people are always and never talking about me so maybe? everyone fuckn gossips i’ve just never been in a spot where that gossip’s been ridiculously negative
19: met someone who’s changed you: i mean, probably, i’d have to look back on this year further down the line to be sure, though
20: found out who your friends are: this year was the year that i left behind all the fakers my guys!
21: kissed someone on your facebook list: boi doesn’t have social media so he can’t see me be stupid on all occasions
general:
22: how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: i’d say all of them but occasionally i’ll see someone that i friended in 8th grade who i have no fuckn clue
23: do you have any pets: little mutt named zuko!
24: do you want to change your name: i give my parents a lot of shit because i’m the only person in the family with a name with no meaning, but i honestly love my name
25: what did you do for your last birthday: stayed up til midnight listening to sad songs (i’m such a cliche ahaha)
26: what time did you wake up: kept waking up throughout the night but i’d estimate officially like 7 (the earliest i’ve woken up since summer started)
27: what were you doing at midnight last night: spilling drinks on the host’s couch lmao
28: name something you can’t wait for: happiness, dango (the only dango in the nearby vicinity is in fucking san francisco i’m finally going on the 14th)
29: –
30: what is one thing you wish you could change in your life: how uncertain the future is rip
31: what are you listening to right now: nothing, it’s 8:30 am
32: have you ever talked to a person named tom: I HAVE TOO MANY TEACHERS NAMED TOM
33: something that is getting on your nerves: everything at all times but you just learn to ignore it
34: most visited website: probably timbl.hell (i hate myself)
35: –
36: –
37: –
38: hair color: black
39: long or short hair: right now it’s right in between long and short but i’m growing it out
40: do you have a crush on someone: i’m dating a person
41: what do you like about yourself: everything i’m fuckin amazing
42: piercings: i just have the normal earlobe, but i want my doubles + cartilage + nose eventually
43: blood type: i’ve been meaning to find out but idk
44: nickname: my name’s too short
45: relationship status: have a boi
46: zodiac: aries
47: pronouns: she/her
48: favorite tv show: don’t rly have one but i love the shows i grew up with so like atla or tt
49: tattoos: no but i want the moment i turn 18 (sorry mom)
50: right or left handed: right
51: had surgery: just the wisdom teeth like 2 weeks ago and i learned i get nauseous easily
52: –
53: sport: i used to play soccer and i miss it
54: –
55: vacation: around the world
56: pair of trainers: 1
more general:
57: eating: boutta eat some eggs
58: drinking: nothing
59: about to: Eat Some Eggs
60: –
61: waiting for: my lazy ass to get a job
62: want: to have a good time
63: get married: eventually with the right person yeah
64: career: i have some goddamn high aspirations i can tell you that
which is better:
65: hugs or kisses: hugs tbh i’m very tactile
66: lips or eyes: eyes
67: shorter or taller: shorter! i’m like 5′1″ on a good day so tall = mountain
68: older or younger: older but only by a little bit (i’m at that odd point where i can’t relate to anyone older than me bc they’re all going to college)… younger works too but by even less (1 year at most)
69: –
70: nice arms or nice stomach: Arms (tactile)
71: sensitive or loud: i’d have said sensitive before but like,,,,,,, i’m friends with the Most Sensitive and he’s fuckn annoying at times
72: hook up or relationship: relationship personally but i could hook up (as long as it is clearly defined as such)
73: troublemaker or hesitant: troublemaker lol
have you ever:
74: kissed a stranger: no
75: drank hard liquor: literally 9 hours ago
76: lost glasses/contacts: i lost a pair of glasses in the fuckn indian ocean once
77: turned someone down: no one likes me
78: sex on the first date: nah
79: broken someone’s heart: i reiterate, no one likes me
80: had your heart broken: not quite yet
81: been arrested: no
82: cried when someone died: yeah
83: fallen for a friend: i have a mental block when it comes to that shit,, the moment you move into p close friend territory i can’t find you attractive
do you believe in:
84: yourself: i have to otherwise i’d just die
85: miracles: nah but luck usually has my back
86: love at first sight: nah
87: santa claus: no
88: kiss on the first date: yeah
89: angels: i believe in angels/something good in everything i see ♫ ♪
other:
90: current best friend’s name: uh one starts w a T, one starts w a K
91: eye color: brown
92: favorite movie: uh i don’t have one i’m kinda boring lol
tagging: hm i tagged ppl p recently so i’ll just tag the ones that can’t fuckn get mad at me for it hella @imus @angeleic @xihari @chewytriforce (u can do this on ur art blog if u want ur hella followers would Love It)
#i remember doing this on facebook like freshman year what he fuck#sidenote last night i made a joke abt watching girls scissor on netflix#and the host started doing moose hands#and he had stated he was bi like five minutes prior#and i couldn't fuckn tell if it was like#a secret gay hand signal or something#i think i failed whatever test he had set up fuck#txt#tags#i forgot the read more at first whoops#tag game
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Clichés: Chapter 2
Someone asked me to tag them in this so they could know when it was updated...but i’m a moron and didn’t write their url down. So if you wanna be tagged/mentioned when there’s an update, send me an IM or an ask. I’ve added a button on my blog that will allow you to read Clichés in chronological order.
Once your blush faded away and you were composed enough to not look like an idiot that was in love with their boss, you went to go talk to your other boss, the one that you weren’t majorly crushing on. Not that Jack Morrison wasn’t attractive with those stunning blue eyes and sexy blonde hair and fit, muscular body with arms that probably felt like heaven lying in… what was the point again?
You walked up to him just as that bitchy reporter was leaving. You could see the frown on her pretty face as she huffed and turned away, walking towards the elevator with purpose. Jack groaned once she was out of sight, those blue eyes you had just been thinking about rolling in annoyance.
“Didn’t think she was ever gonna leave.” He huffed, turning around and sitting on top of your desk. You moved to stand beside him, offering a comforting smile.
“How’d it go?” You asked him, eyes darting to the mug of coffee resting dangerously close to the corner of your desk. The coffee you made that morning was no doubt cold and gross by now, but if it spilled, you’d have to clean it up. Or the janitor, Jamison, would and he could be a little intense. Luckily Jack seemed to notice the mug on the brink of suicide and picked it up before he accidentally knocked it over.
“She didn’t take it well, but she’ll be out of our hair for now,” He informed her, “‘World’s Okayest Secretary’?” He read the text on the mug, deep chuckle escaping his lips.
“Yes, it was a Christmas present from Mister Reyes.” You recalled the memory fondly.
You had been working on the morning of Christmas Eve, boredly typing away at your computer, checking through the bosses schedules and making sure their appointments were correct, all the usual stuff, when Gabriel showed up at your desk. He knocked his fist against the wood of your desk to capture your attention. It had startled you, but you were always happy to see him (and think about him. Which happened a lot. Especially at night, whenever you were lonely…). He moved his hand from behind his back and showed you what he was holding. It was hard to tell what it was from the shape, as the red and white christmas tree ornament decorated wrapping paper made it look like a crumpled newspaper inside another crumpled newspaper. He handed it to you with a huge a grin that took your breath away (God you wished he would grin at you like that all the time) and you were so stunned it took a moment to take it from him. It took even longer to unwrap the present, tape gripped at every turn, corner, and curve. When you finally managed to discard the wrapping paper, you let out a sharp laugh. A white, slightly misshapen mug with the words ‘World’s Okayest Secretary’ painted in large block letters. When you looked up at him, his grin practically blinded you. You stuttered out a thank you, face flushing when you realized you hadn’t gotten him anything because you deemed it inappropriate. After telling him that you hadn’t gotten him anything, he laughed, deep and rumbling, echoing to your very core. It felt like butterflies had been caught in a tornado in your stomach. The feeling got stronger as he rubbed his hand on your head and told you it was okay, that the best present would be you continuing to work hard.
It was then that you started to think maybe your crush wasn’t so much of a crush and more of you being hopelessly in love. And then you started planning what to get him for Christmas the next year.
“Y/N?” Jack calling your name snapped you out of your trip down memory lane.
“Oh, sorry, what?” You asked, embarrassed that you had been so entranced in your memory you didn’t hear your boss talking to you. Jack didn’t seem to mind, and offered a kind smile before uncrossing his arms and standing from your desk.
“I asked if you’d like to get a drink with me?” He repeated.
What. Wait. What? Was he asking you on a date? No way, right? No way. Yeah totally no way, he’s just being nice.
“There’s this nice bar a short walk from here. It’s already almost 7, I say let’s call it a night and celebrate another day of work survived,” He joked, “Besides, I could really use a drink after talking to that girl.”
Yeah, he wasn’t asking you on a date. No way. Just… co-workers out drinking.
“Oh, sure.” You agreed, eager to leave work. Free drinks didn’t sound bad. Maybe it’d help get your mind off Gabriel. Or you could do the opposite and ask him about Gabriel, or inquire about the whole marriage situation.
Jack grinned, teeth shining bright as always, eyes crinkling with joy. He was very much like a golden retriever. The thought made you giggle as you walked to the elevator with him, stepping in and hitting the button to the lobby floor.
The bar was a lot more quaint than you thought it would be. You figured it would be something fancy, but it was rather average. It was still nice; dim lighting, bartenders in suits, colorful drinks with fancy umbrellas, quiet alternative rock music playing in the background, well furbished booths, stools, and tables. Not like the rundown shitshow you were used to.
Jack, clearly familiar with the place, lead you to free table in the back of the bar, away from most of the people. Ever the gentleman, he pulled out your chair for you and if you keep blushing like this, your face will turn red permanently.
“I’m gonna get us a drink. Any idea what you’d like or should I surprise you?” He asked, gesturing to the bar with a nod of his head.
Fuck, you had no idea what to order.
“Uh, surprise me?” Your meekness made it sound like a question, and you mentally reminded yourself to work on your confidence. Which was currently very lacking. Well, work on faking the confidence at least.
Jack didn’t seem to care, and offered a quick nod before turning to the bar and hailing the bartender's attention.
‘This isn’t a date. This isn’t a date.’ You thought to yourself, silently watching Jack interact with the bartender as he leaned on the bar. Your eyes trailed down to his ass. ‘I really need to stop looking at his ass. I can’t believe I have to work for two incredibly attractive men. If only this were some romantic movie. A rom-com or something. Two handsome CEO’s pinning over an average girl… such is the dream.’ A huffed laugh escaped your lips at the thought. That stuff only happened in movies and fanfiction. Terrible movies and fanfiction, full of clichés and cheese.
When he returned, it was with a glass of scotch in one hand and an obnoxiously multi-colored drink with a crazy straw in the other. He sat down in the chair across from you and slid the colored drink your way.
“One of this place’s specialties. Super fruity and not a lot of alcohol.” He explained, watching your reaction as you took a sip from the crazy straw. It was definitely very fruity. It tasted more like candy than alcohol. It wasn’t too bad, though. Just… different. It kinda tasted like you had taken a bite of every fruit in existence at the same time, had half a teaspoon of DayQuil, then drank koolaid made with 60% koolaid powder, 5% water, and 35% sugar. Still, you plastered on a smile and thanked him. At least you could keep the crazy straw, even if you did get diabetes.
“So how are you holding up with all the changes?” Jack inquired, striking up a conversation.
“It’s a little hectic. Not too much has changed, just double the workload.” He made a humming noise and oh shit you just casually complained about work to your boss. “Not that I'm complaining or anything! I mean, I can handle it! It’s not a big deal.” You quickly explained, voice getting higher as you tried to defend yourself.
Jack chuckled and took a swig of his scotch, swirling it around in the glass as he swallowed, enjoying the soothing sting it left.
“How-How about you? How’s working with Reyes, side-by-side?” You asked, “Especially with that whole ‘gotta get married in six months or we’re fucked’ thing.” You added casually, the instant regret of asking rising to your face.
Jack looked at you surprised and curious, not expecting you to bring that up, let alone know about it.
“Gabe told you about that?” He asked, the surprise clear in his voice. You didn't understand why it surprised him. You would have found out eventually. It seemed unlikely that something like this would go under the radar of the press.
“Yeah. Uh, should he not have?” Now you were concerned. Was it supposed to be some super secret thing? Did he only tell you because he was stressed out? Jack’s easy going chuckle soothed your nerves slightly. You took another sip of your drink to try and relax, immediately remembering it was mostly sugar and fruit and not nearly enough alcohol to provide any soothing effects. You tried not to let the gag escape your lips.
“No, no,” he started, “It’s fine. I just… didn't expect him to tell anyone. He’s not really fond of the idea, if you haven't noticed.” He took another sip, actually it was more of a chug. When he set the glass back down, it was empty.
“He’s not like… dating anyone?” Holy shit why did you ask that. You shouldn't have asked that.
Jack looked at you with a raised brow, a small smirk curling his lips. He knew. He knew, he knew, he knew. He knew that you are so sickeningly in love with Gabriel.
“No. Far as I know, he’s single. But he doesn't like being forced to mingle by his dead father.” He explained as he watched your expression intently. You tried so hard not to show your relief and to just play it off as professional curiosity. Instead, you just giggled at his attempt at a joke.
“Gossiping about my father, eh chicas?”
Speak of the Devil.
Don’t worry, there’ll be more Gabriel in the next chapter lol.
#overwatch#gabriel reyes#Gabriel Reyes/reader#reader/Gabriel Reyes#reader insert#reaper#reaper/reader#reader/reaper#reader#reaper x reader#reader x reaper#office au#cliches#clichés
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Rules: tag 20 followers you want to know better
Tagged by: @principessabel; sorry took me so long XD; I kind of forgot until I remember vaguely I got tagged something and I got scatter-brained but yeh haha;; also I remember very vaguely I got tagged for something similar by I thiiiiiiiiink (was it you @aochii9113, i thinkkk? I remember you did tag me but i just can’t remember what ‘tagged meme’ thing it was ;w;;; so so sorry) but anyway yeah moving onnn
Name: Jasmine
Nickname: lord where do I begin XD uh Jas, Jassy, Jazzy, Jaz, Jas Jas, Jasmine the flower, Jasmine tea, Jasmine rice, flower, tea
Gender: female
Star sign: Gemini
Height: 160cm - yas I is smol XD which reminds me I think bout as small as Chuya even
Sexual orientation: Biromantic asexual. Took me a while to really come to terms.
Hogwarts house: I.....actually do not know because I haven’t watched Harry Potters for so long so XD really..not sure.
Favorite color: Blue, sky blue, purple, maroon and lime green (strangely).
Favorite animal: UNICORNS AND DRAG-- I mean, I like all animals! I really do XD Except...except.... *thinks* Yeah actually I like all animals. But specific favorites would be cats and horses.
Time right now: 11:26AM
Average hours of sleep: depends; if insomnia hits, 1 to 2 hours maximum. But my usual would be around 2 to 4 hours. Longest I had was 6 hours. Which may explain why I’m more like a forced early riser because much as I want to go back to sleep, I just can’t. So I wake up very early but very tired/drowsy.
Cat or dog person: I have both XD 7 cats and a dog. And I hate/love all of them but ultimately love all of them. They’re all fluffy demons. ALL OF THEM I TELL YOU.
Favorite fictional characters: Mmmm hmmm... well, if by ranking honestly it’s Chuya, Dazai and Sebastian. Otoge rankings would beeee Impey, Toma and Dui. This is kinda hard because for me Chuya is top and king husbando, everyone else are boyfies and waifus in the harem XD. But aaanyway my other fictional biases include: Hakurei Reimu, Marisa Kirisame, EE.VE.RY.ONE from Bungo Stray Dogs, Toma from Amnesia, Impey Barbicane, Saint-Germain, Van Helsing and Arsene Lupin from Code: Realize (goodness me I am still working on that essay LOL), Genjyo Sanzo and Kougaiji from Saiyuki, Kiryuin Satsuki from Kill la Kill; Gouda Takeo, Makoto Sunakawa and Yamato Rinko from Ore Monogatari, Shizuo Heiwajima from Durarara!!, Kotobuki Reiji and Ichinose Tokiya from UtaPri. Fukuyama Jun from Devil Lady, Midou Ban (Get Backers), and..... whoa quite a lot honestly. Especially mostly the ones named are the ones that have a lot of impact through my childhood and life. Everyone so far named are either queens, princes, princesses, dukes and duchesses but CHUYA IS KING AND EMPEROR WHOOPS LOL.
Number of blankets I sleep with: One, because like @principessabel mentioned how it’s hot in Phil, it’s like daily inferno and walking in oven here in MY. I’m a roasted potato here.
Favorite Singer/band: I can’t answer this for sure because I have so many to name so I’ll just say my entire itunes playlist consisting of 68,950 songs is my life source.
Dream trip: Mmm I’ve been to Seoul for a month and it was quite enlightening as well as life learning experience - plus it was during the autumn season so GOD YES THE COLDDD - there had been talks about going there again so that’s one. However, there’s a definite plan on saving up and planning to go to Japan this year - so hopefully if I’m starting my degree very late, health in decent condition and financially well I’ll be able to go to Japan with my sister, because really if I don’t travel to Japan sooner I have a feeling when I get older my health will be in decline to go anywhere and do anything within limits. I also aspire to visit as many European countries >w<
Dream job: Writer. That’s about it. Although I also aspire to be an educator. ... For writing. XD
When this blog was created: Four years ago. Around September 2013.
When did your blog reach its peak: Took me some time to remember this because I think what it was my ‘Voltage Inc text messages’ that took this blog to its peak - I started accepting requests, and then later it was the fanfics for Voltage Inc otome. I’m mostly not too involved with the fandom community as much due to a lot of fall outs and some personal disputes but I still love otome so I mostly just really enjoy it by myself in this blog and with closer friends rather than mixing around like I used to - But I admit I’ve met great people and great friends, some stayed and some drifted. When I got into Bungo Stray Dogs, I’ve never really paid much mind to think how I’d socialize around here again but ever since I posted some Chuya and BSD here and there, wrote fanfics, and started to self-indulgently post pics of my merch and especially my beloved Chuya shrine, I’ve got acquainted with many of you lovely people (including the ones who tagged me in this) so again I just want to say that honestly, my blog wouldn’t have reach to any peaks without a lot of you - followers, friends, mutuals and even just visitors of this blog alike. So once again, thank you so much.
What made you decide to make a Tumblr: I’ve always like blogging ever since Livejournal era but I haven’t found something that could really make me stay. When I got into mobile otome gaming aka start of voltage inc love, I saw so many cute and funny to serious and thought-provoking posts on Tumblr, I decided I wanted to make my own and there we go XD. Now this Tumblr is like my main go-to blog for any blogging to non-creative and creative writing plus a lot of shitposting ahem
why did you choose your URL: I started this main blog as ‘sunnydewdew’ but due to, as I had mentioned, personal disputes and some fall outs plus I just didn’t want to be closely associated to the kind of messy dirty history with ‘sunnydewdew’, I changed to ‘euphorica-smiles’. ‘Euphoria’ has always been my favorite word (another is mellifluous), but it felt weird to put ‘euphoria-smiles’ XD;? Euphorica is nonexistent but I wanted something that goes well with ‘smiles’ because smiles don’t always mean happiness - it can mean sadness or even ambivalence, which is what this blog is made of as well. So I was like ‘Ah okay nevermind, euphorica-smiles would sound nice I think’ andddd there we go. Was thinking of possible url name change but like ehhhhh I don’t wanna confuse people and it would be really annoying to keep changing urls for wtfs really.
Not gonna tag anyone because too many of you lol so uh if you guys wanna do this, feel free! :3 consider yourself tagged
#tagged meme#tagged#personal#misc#ES-misc#this was kinda fun haha#though I need to learn to downsize my written thoughts a bit lolol#thanks for tagging meeee
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hey,,,is there any way you’d maybe do all 150 get to know me questions ?
sure, sorry this took so long! have fun reading anon <3
1. Who was the last person you held hands with?
ahhh i think my skateboarding coach cos i was getting frustrated lol
2. Are you outgoing or shy?
both?? depends on where i am
3. Who are you looking forward to seeing?
my work friends hehe
4. Are you easy to get along with?
yeah i think so
5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you?
i dont currently like anyone so
6. What kind of people are you attracted to?
just people i get along with, and who get my humour
7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now?
probably not but who knows
8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind?
Ravi from izombie bc that's what im currently watching hehe
9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable?
no not really
10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with?
a friend at skateboarding
11. What does the most recent text that you sent say?
’heheh love u more’
12. What are your 5 favourite songs right now?
Ugly - The Veronicas, Watermelon sugar - Harry Styles, Homecoming Queen - Thelma Plum, Take Me - Aly and Aj, Dont Start Now - Dua Lipa
13. Do you like it when people play with your hair?
YES I FUCKING LOVE IT
14. Do you believe in luck and miracles?
yes
15. What good thing happened this summer?
this summer has only just started here, so nothing yet
16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?
fuck no
17. Do you think there is life on other planets?
yes
18. Do you still talk to your first crush?
no
19. Do you like bubble baths?
not really, i get bored really quick
20. Do you like your neighbours?
sure
21. What are your bad habits?
uh probably not talking about my feelings
22. Where would you like to travel?
anywhere and everywhere
23. Do you have trust issues?
yes
24. Favourite part of your daily routine?
going to sleep
25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with?
my tummy :(
26. What do you do when you wake up?
check the time, maybe go back to sleep
27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker?
ahh not really
28. Who are you most comfortable around?
my skateboarding fam
29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up?
hell no
30. Do you ever want to get married?
at this point in time, i dont see the point
31. If your hair long enough for a ponytail?
yeah a short one
32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with?
Brie Larson and Scarlett Johansson duh
33. Spell your name with your chin.
jazdcde
34. Do you play sports? What sports?
i skateboard that's about it
35. Would you rather live without TV or music?
fuck that's a hard one, maybe music??
36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them?
yes duh
37. What do you say during awkward silences?
nothing
38. Describe your dream girl/guy?
Brie Larson
39. What are your favourite stores to shop in?
skate shops
40. What do you want to do after high school?
i left high school 6 years ago and i still have no idea
41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?
depends on the situation
42. If you're being extremely quiet what does it mean?
im thinking, or zoning out.
43. Do you smile at strangers?
yes
44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean?
space
45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning?
food or if i need to pee
46. What are you paranoid about?
nothing???
47. Have you ever been high?
no
48. Have you ever been drunk?
yes
49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about?
god yes
50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore?
black
51. Ever wished you were someone else?
yes
52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself?
my mental health
53. Favourite makeup brand?
dont wear makeup
54. Favourite store?
1991 skate shop
55. Favourite blog?
all of the fanfic blogs I follow
56. Favourite colour?
yellow
57. Favourite food?
snacks
58. Last thing you ate?
pancakes
59. First thing you ate this morning?
pancakes
60. Ever won a competition? For what?
yeah I won a few online ones, I won a PSP and a DVD once
61. Been suspended/expelled? For what?
got suspended for punching a kid in high school
62. Been arrested? For what?
no
63. Ever been in love?
i dont think so
64. Tell us the story of your first kiss?
my straight best friend (at the time) was drunk and kissed me in the middle of the gay club we were at, then proceeded to kiss everyone else we were with
65. Are you hungry right now?
no
66. Do you like your Tumblr friends more than your real friends?
sure
67. Facebook or Twitter?
twitter
68. Twitter or Tumblr?
Tumblr
69. Are you watching tv right now?
yes, im watching izombie
70. Names of your best friends?
Aleesha
71. Craving something? What?
no
72. What colour are your towels?
black
72. How many pillows do you sleep with?
four
73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?
no
74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have?
10??
75. Favourite animal?
turtle
76. What colour is your underwear?
black
77. Chocolate or Vanilla?
vanilla
78. Favourite ice cream flavour?
cookies n cream
79. What colour shirt are you wearing?
white
80. What colour pants?
black
81. Favourite tv show?
Law and Order SVU
82. Favourite movie?
not a huge movie person so idk
83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2?
mean girls
84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street?
21 jump street bc brie Larson duh
85. Favourite character from Mean Girls?
Janice
86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo?
Nemo
87. First-person you talked to today?
Aleesha
88. The last person, you talked to today?
My Tumblr dom lmao
89. Name a person you hate?
i dont know??
90. Name a person you love?
fam
91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now?
sure is
92. In a fight with someone?
not exactly
93. How many sweatpants do you have?
4 pairs?
94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have?
too many
95. Last movie you watched?
Cadet Kelly
96. Favourite actress?
SO MANY just go through my blog
97. Favourite actor?
and just look at my blog hehe
98. Do you tan a lot?
not purposefully but im outside a lot
99. Have any pets?
YES, two gods and three cats
100. How are you feeling?
fiiine
101. Do you type fast?
yes, too fast sometimes
102. Do you regret anything from your past?
no
103. Can you spell well?
hell no
104. Do you miss anyone from your past?
yes of course
105. Ever been to a bonfire party?
yes
106. Ever broken someone’s heart?
yeah :(
107. Have you ever been on a horse?
yes did not end well
108. What should you be doing?
getting reading to leave for a job provider appt
109. Is something irritating you right now?
yes the fact I have to go to a job provider appt
110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt?
yes
111. Do you have trust issues?
yes
112. Who was the last person you cried in front of?
my fam
113. What was your childhood nickname?
moose
114. Have you ever been out of your province/state?
yes
115. Do you play the Wii?
yes
116. Are you listening to music right now?
no
117. Do you like chicken noodle soup?
yes
118. Do you like Chinese food?
yes
119. Favourite book?
looking for Alaska
120. Are you afraid of the dark?
not really
121. Are you mean?
if i need to be
122. Is cheating ever okay?
no
123. Can you keep white shoes clean?
sometimes
124. Do you believe in love at first sight?
no
125. Do you believe in true love?
unsure
126. Are you currently bored?
yes
127. What makes you happy?
sunny days, and hanging with a friend
128. Would you change your name?
no
129. What your zodiac sign?
Sagittarius
130. Do you like subway?
yes
131. Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?
‘sorry mate im gay, girls, only zone’
132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?
mate at skateboarding
133. Favourite lyrics right now?
‘watermelon sugar, hiiigh’
134. Can you count to one million?
maybe but dont wanna try
135. Dumbest lie you ever told?
‘im straight’
136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed?
closed
137. How tall are you?
174cm?? so like 5ft 8 maybe??
138. Curly or Straight hair?
both
139. Brunette or Blonde?
both
140. Summer or Winter?
both
141. Night or Day?
night
142. Favourite month?
December
143. Are you a vegetarian?
no
144. Dark, milk or white chocolate?
milk n white
145. Tea or Coffee?
coffee
146. Was today a good day?
somewhat
147. Mars or Snickers?
mars
148. What’s your favourite quote?
smile more
149. Do you believe in ghosts?
yes
150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page?
‘show me a picture’
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I’m bored so I did (less than) 150 questions lol
1. Who was the last person you held hands with?
Lol nobody. Wait maybe my best friend I think.
2. Are you outgoing or shy?
Uh well if you got to know I’m pretty outgoing, but I’m yeah shy as heck
3. Who are you looking forward to seeing?
JESUS MY LORD AND SAVIOR
4. Are you easy to get along with?
To be honest, not really.
6. What kind of people are you attracted to?
Independent people. People who have a clear vision that is not clouded by society who has goals and all that good stuff. AND if he could play piano or cello or some instrument like that, it would just be a bonus but not a requirement.
7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now?
Ha ha . . . no
8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind?
BLAKE LIVELY I LOVE YOU
9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable?
No. It’s going to sounded perverted, but I actually don’t mind at all. I wish I could have more than a 30 sec conversation about sex, but yeah . . . no one I know is up for it.
10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with?
My best friend when we were talking about how fucked up our mental health is.
11. What does the most recent text that you sent say?
“I ate a whole pint of ice cream for lunch”
12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now?
Zella Day-Compass, Say Lou Lou- Feels like we only go backwards, Rihanna- Lemon (her verse only, I didn’t like NERD’s that much), alt-j - In Cold Blood, Ladies’ Code - Rain
13. Do you like it when people play with your hair?
Yeah :)
15. What good thing happened this summer?
I’m not pregnant, I binged watch two seasons on Netflix, and . . . I have eaten a whole pint of ice cream.
16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?
I have never been kissed before, so that’s . . . something, I guess. I’m a loser
17. Do you think there is life on other planets?
I hope there is. I hope the aliens believe in me.
18. Do you still talk to your first crush?
Lol, no. He’s in France, I think. Wait, or was it London? Anyways, that motherfucker is somewhere else and I could care less.
19. Do you like bubble baths?
Yes. Yes, I do.
20. Do you like your neighbors?
No, they lowkey scare me. I think they hate me.
21. What are you bad habits?
Uh . . . procrastinating a bit. I don’t have a lot of bad habits, I think.
22. Where would you like to travel?
Korea or Austria
23. Do you have trust issues?
Yes. I have been told that I have a lot of walls.
24. Favorite part of your daily routine?
Nothing. Maybe eating?
25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with?
Shit, everything. My midsection makes me nervous. Like I hate my pouch and my thighs. Like the side of my thighs are HUGE.
27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker?
Lighter, just because it’s difficult for me to tan evenly throughout my skin.
28. Who are you most comfortable around?
My mom.
30. Do you ever want to get married?
No. I don’t think any would really love my insecure ass. Besides . . . I don’t know I just don’t really believe in love anymore because I know so many people that have split up and my dad isn’t particularly very loving. So, I don’t know. I just don’t want to get stuck with someone who becomes abusive or finds out he doesn’t love me at all. I don’t think love will play a role in my life.
31. Is your hair long enough for a pony tail?
Lmao no. Okay, so I kinda look like a boyfriend, ya know what I mean? I have really short hair. And I have this beanie, glasses, and plaid look. So I kinda look like boyfriend material. I don’t know what I’m saying.
32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with?
God yes. James Mcavoy and Bill Skarsgård.
36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them?
Hmm. I don’t think so. I have a hard time keeping something like that secret.
37. What do you say during awkward silences?
Nothing. . . I just internally cry.
38. Describe your dream girl/guy?
Uhhh. Jesus, I don’t know. Every time I think I find my type, I always fall for the guy who is the exact opposite. So I guess my dream guy/girl would just be accepting of how fucked up I am and would be okay with sharing his/her own feelings and all that mushy stuff.
40. What do you want to do after high school?
Join cirque du soleil. So yes. I want to join the circus. But I want to join as a cellist. After watching my first Cirque Du Soleil performance, I fell in love. And it felt like somewhere I belonged. Somewhere weirdness or being different was accepted and present as being ideal.
41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?
Yeah . . . I have really bad trust issues, so sorry no. I have been let down too much to give out second chances like peppermint.
42. If your being extremely quiet what does it mean?
I’m either tired/depressed/thinking deeply/just want to be tired/shy/or angry. It doesn’t really matter.
43. Do you smile at strangers?
That sounds fucking creepy. No, I do not.
45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning?
The thought of flunking Trigonometry always gets my blood flowing.
46. What are you paranoid about?
Everything. Why? Do you know something I don’t?
47. Have you ever been high?
Uh. . . when I got really sick, so I took a bunch of medicine and I couldn’t think properly. But nope. NOT ON THIS CHRISTIAN BLOG.
49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about?
Yeah, I hope no one finds out I ate all of the pretzels.
50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore?
Black like my soul.
51. Ever wished you were someone else?
Yes. I wish to be Ryan Reynolds, so I could be married to Blake Lively. Or vice versa because I would be alright with that.
52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself?
My self-esteem.
59. First thing you ate this morning?
Y’ALL I ATE THE SPICIEST RAMEN ON EARTH AND I HAVEN’T BEEN OKAY SINCE 9 O’CLOCK THIS MORNING. I CAN’T FEEL MY TONGUE. But it was awesome.
60. Ever won a competition? For what?
I won an debate competition in class for being the best debater. So . . . that says something about my personality.
63. Ever been in love?
Yes. and for that reason I will never be in love again because that was fucking insane and emotional. like I experienced more emotions than I wanted to.
65. Are you hungry right now?
I always am.
73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?
Yes.
74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have?
5 and I have problems falling asleep without holding something.
75. Favourite animal?
Probably a Zebra.
76. What colour is your underwear?
Nude color, ya little pervert.
77. Chocolate or Vanilla?
Vanilla is superior.
78. Favourite ice cream flavour?
OHH WAFFLES AND MAPLE SYRUP IS MY SOUL
79. What colour shirt are you wearing?
Grey.
80. What colour pants?
Jean color (?)
81. Favourite tv show?
ARRESTED DEVELOPMENT
87. First person you talked to today?
Me. Then I screamed at my little brother for not waking forty minutes late.
88. Last person you talked to today?
My dog.
89. Name a person you hate?
My Dad. My ex-crush, Jack. My ex-best friends, Heather and Paige. 85% of the kpop fandom. . . oh wait you meant only one?
90. Name a person you love?
JAMES MCAVOY AND BLAKE LIVELY. I LOVE YOU
91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now?
me
92. In a fight with someone?
Yes. Always. Constantly. Frequently. When am I not?
93. How many sweatpants do you have?
five?
94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have?
Enough.
98. Do you tan a lot?
no. I’m pale as fuck.
99. Have any pets?
Yeah, I have a cat and a dog.
100. How are you feeling?
I really don’t know. I guess fine?
101. Do you type fast?
yes
102. Do you regret anything from your past?
Yes, the things I said to my ex-boyfriend. I wish I could tell him that I was sorry.
103. Can you spell well?
yaeh no
104. Do you miss anyone from your past?
Yes, my ex-boyfriend and my ex-best friends.
105. Ever been to a bonfire party?
yeah, but I don’t really enjoy them.
106. Ever broken someone’s heart?
Okay, so I do it unintentionally, but I somehow manage do it. And I’m really sorry that I do.
107. Have you ever been on a horse?
I used to ride them, fam.
108. What should you be doing?
Taking a trigonometry test.
109. Is something irritating you right now?
110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt?
yes. and that emotionally scarred me from loving anyone else again like that, so I keep up walls to block out as many people and I developed many unhealthy coping mechanisms to deal with the pain such as obsessing over celebrities and kpop idols so I never have to be reminded of the pain. so . . . yeah :)
111. Do you have trust issues?
fuck yeah
112. Who was the last person you cried in front of?
My mirror . . . so i guess me?
113. What was your childhood nickname?
Miss Z
114. Have you ever been out of your province/state?
116. Are you listening to music right now?
Yup, I’m listening to 4minute.
117. Do you like chicken noodle soup?
well . . . I’m vegan
119. Favourite book?
OHHHH, this is a really difficult question. First book that comes to mind is To Kill a Mockingbird.
120. Are you afraid of the dark?
Kinda
121. Are you mean?
I think so?
122. Is cheating ever okay?
No, fuck you if you think it is.
124. Do you believe in love at first sight?
Nope.
125. Do you believe in true love?
Nope.
126. Are you currently bored?
Yes.
127. What makes you happy?
Raised sugar levels that are daringly close to type 2 diabetes.
128. Would you change your name?
Probably not. But I would like to add a pronunciation guide next to it.
129. What your zodiac sign?
Sagittarius
131. Your bestfriend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?
This happened to me. I just couldn’t bring myself to date him. I told him I liked him, but I kept it on the friend level. So . . . I friend zoned myself.
133. Favourite lyrics right now?
MY BABY ~ Yanan (Shine)
RING DING DING ~ Shinee
136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed?
closed.
137. How tall are you?
165 cm or 64 inches
138. Curly or Straight hair?
WAVY, BITCH.
139. Brunette or Blonde?
Brunette. Because I’m Brunette.
140. Summer or Winter?
Neither. I hate them both.
141. Night or Day?
Night
142. Favourite month?
October
143. Are you a vegetarian?
Vegan :)
144. Dark, milk or white chocolate?
Dark chocolate
145. Tea or Coffee?
Tea. Specifically oolong tea or peppermint tea.
146. Was today a good day?
Not really. Well, sort of.
148. What’s your favourite quote?
All happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way
149. Do you believe in ghosts?
Nope
150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page?
what has for centuries raised man above the beast is not the cudgel but an inward music: the irresistible power of unarmed truth, the powerful attraction of its example.
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100 questionsIs a kiss considered cheating? YesHave you ever faked orgasm? YesIf you could have one superpower, what would it be? Mind reading 😈Do you think you are going to be rich in 7-8-9 years? No, I'll be drowning in student debt lol. Tell us some funny drunk story. Don't have one! Found out the bad way that I'm allergic to alcohol :( Why are you no longer together with your ex? I made school my priority instead of him so he didn't feel loved enough..If you had to choose one way to die, what would it be? In my sleep pls or anyway without pain What are your current goals? I just wanna hear back from this internship dude 😭 I just wanna know did I get it or nah cause that job is goals. Do you like someone? Yes Who was the last person to disappoint you? An ex-friend Do you like your body? YesCan you keep a diet? Yes If the whole world listened to you right now, what would you say? Hey, you are all loved. Don't forget that. Do you work? Yes. Two jobs. If you could choose only one food to eat to the rest of your life, what would it be? Hot wings and celery Would you get a tattoo? Yes. Planning on getting one in January for my 20th birthday. Woot woot. Something you don’t mind spending all your money on? My parents' happiness or charity. Something good for the world. Can you drive? Uhm, yes but a friend told me "Asian drivers, no survivors" so...When was the last time someone told you you were beautiful? Two weeks ago What was the last thing you cried for? A friend Do you keep a journal? Kind of. It's a private blog called Jenournaling. Is life fun? Hell yeah when I'm not working haha Is farting in front of people irrelevant? No. Only in front of best friends haha. What’s your dream car? Audi R8 or BMW i8 ❤️❤️❤️ Are grades in school important? YesDescribe your crush. He has nice eyes and a caring soul. He's funny and smart. Everything about him is soft... his tone, his facial features, his hair..No words can really describe the giddy and peaceful feeling I have when I'm around him. What was the last book/movie that really impressed you? Slevin What was your last lie? Can't remember... haven't told many lies in a longggg time Dumbest lie you ever told? Uh.... I don't know. If i lie, i try to make sure it doesn't sound dumb...?Is crying in front of people embarrassing? In front of strangers, yes. Close friends? Nah. Something you did and you are proud of? Creating a digital fragmented collage about cultural identity and getting published! What’s your favourite cocktail? Moscow mules if that's considered a cocktailSomething you are good at? Kayaking & Eating & Definitely sleeping :) Do you like small kids? The cute, good ones. Not the spoiled ones that run around the house and doesn't listen to anyone. How are you feeling right now? Fullllll. I just had dinner. What would you name your daughter/son? Not really sure... maybe X and let them change their name when they're 18. What do you need to be happy? To be ok alone Is there some one you want to punch in the face right now? Kind of, yeah. but I don't think I can ever hurt anyone again :( What was the last gift you received? An orange milkshake from Arby's :) What was the last gift you gave? A metal plaque saying World's Greatest Teacher to my manager ❤️What was the last concert you went to? Charlie Puth Favourite place to shop at? ZaraWho inspires you? Lucy Liu How old were you when you first got drunk? Never got shit-faced before How old were you when you first got high? Never got high How old were you when you first had sex? 18 When was your first kiss? Hmm.... I don't remember. It was a while back... like... 12? 14? Something you want to do until the end of this year? Follow a plant based diet Is there something in the past you wish you hadn’t done? Yes. Don't we all have that? But no regrets though... everything that has happened has made me who I am today Post a selfie. Uhhhhhh.... ok will do. Who are you most comfortable around? Mah 2 Best friends :) Name one thing that terrifies you. Cockroaches What kind of books do you read? historical for work and usually they're almost always borderline conspiracy What would you tell your 12 year old self? Be more considerate of others, you asshole. What is your favourite flower? Lily's breath Any bad habits you have? I bite my nails when I'm nervous What kind of people are you attracted to? Smart, humble individuals who aspire to do something great with their lives. What was the last thing you cried for? A friend... is this a repeat question? Is there something you don’t eat? Some food that truly disgust you? Yes... duck fetus, also known as balut and insects. Are you in love? I wish. I heard it was great. Something you find romantic? Just sitting somewhere quite as we watch the skyline 🌃 How long was your longest relationship? Ahhhhh.... official relationship would be 3 months.. and unofficial would be something that's been on and off for about 4 years What are 3 things that irritate you about the same sex? Chattiness, judgmental, liesWhat are 3 things that irritate you about the opposite sex? Cockiness, doesn't understand the female mind, cowardiceWhat are you saving money for? Traveling How would you describe your bad side? Dark and twisted. Depressed. Sad. Are you actually a good person? Why? To an extent. I try to live a good, simple life. I don't really mess with anyone and stay in my lane. I've been drama free since junior year of high schoolWhat are you living for? I want to do good for the world and humanity. Have you ever done anything illegal? Maybe Do you like your body? Yes. This is totally a repeat question. Have you ever made someone feel bad about themselves intentionally? Yes and if I see them again I want to say I'm sorry :( Ever sent nudes? HAHAHAHHA. yes.Have you ever cheated on someone? No Favourite candy? Swedish fish Is there a blog you visit every day, or almost every day? Tag it! Nope. Do you play any computer games? What is your favourite game? LoLFavourite TV series? Elementary Are you religious? Does God exist? No and maybe? What was the last book you read? Did it impress you and why? Ecocide. Yes! It's eye-opening. Just read the back cover summary. What do you think about vegetarianism/veganism? Trying to be vegannnnnnn How long have you been on Tumblr? Years... on and off Do you like Chineese food? Hell mother fucking yeah and DIM SUM. McDonalds or Subway? Subway Vodka or whiskey? Whiskey Alcohol or drugs? Drugs Ever been out of your province/state/country? YesMeaning behind your blog name? It's just me man. What are you scared of? Being forgotten. Being a failure. Last time you were insulted? Haha... every day :( Most traumatic experience ? Getting bit by a dog and then going to some weird voodoo doctor ._. When I was freaking 4. Still have nightmares sometimes. Perfect date idea? Oh, anything' cool as long as we're laughing and having fun! Favourite app on your phone? Tumblr :) What colour are the walls in your room? Beige Do you watch Youtube? Who is your favourite youtuber? Yes. Jenn Im Share your favourite quote. There's too many!! Here's one from one of my favorite poems! "Do not go gentle into that good night, Old rage should burn and rave at close of day." What is the meaning of life? Make good with the life you have. Do you like horror movies? YesHave you ever made your mum cry? What happened? Yes. I was crying Do you feel lucky or special in a way? Lucky to be where I am in life Can you keep a secret? Always.
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