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gra-sonas · 2 years

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I’m a day late, but life happened, and somehow the fic just wouldn’t write itself. Rude!

HAPPY [BELATED] BIRTHDAY, @prouvaireafterdark, I come bearing Malex birthday fluff as a gift. ILU ❤️❤️❤️

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“Shhh, kiddo, we have to be quiet. We don’t want to wake up your parents before the cake is ready.”

Melinda Leonora Sanders clapped a tiny hand over her mouth and stared at her grandfather with wide eyes.

Sanders chuckled. “It’s alright, sweetheart, I don’t think they’ve heard. Do you have the gift for your dad?”

Mel hadn’t dared to remove the hand from her mouth yet, so she just nodded. She held up her other hand and showed Sanders a carefully rolled-up piece of paper with a huge pink bow.

“Excellent, your daddy will love it. Come on now, time to knock on their door and wish your dad a happy birthday.”

Mel jumped up and walked down the hallway to her fathers’ bedroom. She stopped at the door, turned around, and waited until Sanders arrived. He was holding the plate with the birthday cake in both hands.

“It’s alright, Mel, you can knock now.”

The little girl barely made a noise on the hardwood door with her small hand, and yet they heard “Come in!” from the other side of the door loud and clear.

Mel opened the door and entered the room. “Daddy, Daddy, it’s your birthday! Grandpa has a cake and I made a present for you,” she yelled excitedly.

Alex and Michael were still in bed, but they were both dressed in t-shirts and sweatpants and sat propped up against the bed’s headboard.

“No way, it’s my birthday? And you made a present for me?” Alex asked. He smiled so wide, his cheeks hurt. He opened his arms wide and Mel ran up to the bed and jumped into Alex’s arms.

Thankfully, Michael’s telekinesis was faster than their daughter, and he managed to flick the gift out of her hand before it could be crushed between her and Alex. Michael caught the paper roll in one hand.

“Dad, there’s room on Alex’s nightstand, you can put the plate down there,” Michael said to Sanders.

The old man did as Michael suggested. When he turned around, Michael pulled up a chair from the opposite corner of the room with a thought. “Sit down, this might take a while.”

Thankful for the chance to watch the birthday celebrations unfold from a more comfortable position, Sanders plopped down into the chair.

Alex and Mel were still hugging, but Alex looked over her shoulder and mouthed “Thank you” in Sanders’ direction. The old man nodded and smiled.

“Daddy, you have to open your gift now,” Mel insisted.

She settled down in Alex’s lap and made a grabby hand gesture at Michael. “Papa, can you please give me the gift I made for Daddy?”

“Of course, here it is,” Michael said and handed her the paper roll.

“Uncle Greg helped me put the bow around it. Isn’t it pretty, daddy?”

Alex kissed the top of Mel’s head. “Very pretty, and it’s pink. My favorite color!”

“I know, that’s why I asked for it.”

Michael had it on good authority that Alex’s favorite color was actually moss green, but ever since Mel had been old enough to identify colors, her fathers’ favorite colors had aligned with whatever color she liked best at any given moment.

Alex removed the pink bow and unrolled the piece of paper. Mel was decent enough at drawing for a four-year-old but he still let her explain the picture to him.

“Look, this is our house, and that’s Papa’s garden. And there’s grandpa, and this is you and Papa.” Mel pointed at all the details.

“It’s absolutely wonderful, I love it so much. Who’s that?” Alex pointed at a little girl in a pink dress in front of Alex and Michael.

“Daddy, that’s me, don’t you recognize me?”

“Oh, that’s you, I wasn’t sure at first because the little girl is petting a dog. Who’s that dog?”

Mel turned around in Alex’s arms and looked at him with soulful eyes. “That’s the puppy I’ll get for my birthday.”

Alex’s eyes widened. “A puppy? For your birthday? Mhm, I don’t know. Michael, what do you say?”

Michael looked at the picture, then he looked at Alex and their daughter. “I’m not sure. Your birthday isn’t for another 6 months, that’s a pretty long time.”

Suddenly, the doors to the large walk-in closet opened, and a large wicker basket floated through the air. It landed in front of Mel with a soft thump. She looked at it with wide eyes, then squealed when she realized that a fluffy brown puppy was snuggled up on a cushion in the basket.

“Daddy, Papa, look, a puppy! It’s so cute, can we please keep it?”

Alex hugged her tight to his chest before he let her go and play with the puppy.

“Yes, sweetheart. We can keep him. He’s yours. All you have to do is pick a name. And take him on walks every now and then. Will you do that?”

“Yes, Daddy, of course. I love him already. His fur is so soft. Look, Grandpa, I got a puppy!”

“You sure did, kiddo. I hope you two come over and visit me from time to time.”

Mel turned around to Michael. “Papa, we need to buy a leash for him.”

Michael smiled at her. “There’s a box with a leash, a dog bed, and some toys in the closet. That should be enough for the first couple of days.”

Mel beamed. “Awesome. Can we take him for a walk now?”

“After breakfast. I think we’re all hungry, and I promised your dad to make pancakes.”

“I love pancakes, can you make dinosaur pancakes for me, Papa?”

“Of course. How about we all move the birthday celebrations into the living room. You can play with the puppy and think of a name for him. We can’t call him “puppy” forever.”

Sanders stood up and reached for the basket with the puppy. “Come with me, Mel, give your dads a moment.”

Mel pressed a wet kiss on Alex’s cheek, said “Happy Birthday, Daddy,” hopped off the bed, and followed Sanders out of the room.

Alex turned around to face Michael.

“Well, I’ll call this a successful birthday present,” he said, smiling happily.

Michael kissed him on the mouth. “It sure is. I’m glad we didn’t wait until her birthday. The little fluff ball will be a great addition to our family.”

“It will be so much fun to chase after a rambunctious kid and a rambunctious puppy, absolutely. Good thing the dog trainer the shelter recommended already agreed to work with the little guy,” Alex snickered.

Michael got up and walked around the bed. He held out his hand for Alex.

“It’ll be fine. But now let’s get out of bed, I hear your stomach growling. Let’s go and join Dad and our little girl for breakfast.”

Alex took Michael’s hand and let himself be pulled up from the bed and into Michael’s arms. He snuggled into the warm embrace and unashamedly breathed in the soothing scent of rain and Michael.

“You know, I talked to dad last night. He agreed to take Mel into town for a milkshake at the Crashdown later. He also agreed to take the puppy with them. That's roughly two hours for me to give you my birthday present,” Michael whispered into Alex’s ear.

Alex kissed Michael’s neck. “Sounds perfect to me.”

#prouvaireafterdark #malex #alex manes #michael guerin #rnm fic #malex fic #my fic #walt sanders

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sanchoyo · 3 years

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danny phantom 8-13 thoughts! again, under the cut bc I blew through 6 episodes in one go...

-LOVE THE WAY THE GHOST ZONE LOOKS. but theres fucking ghost cops??? ghost jail??? that SUCKS imagine dying and going to jail in your AFTERLIFE. danny going to JAIL WAS NOT something I expected. but seeing all the enemies together and work with danny to bust out. SO ICONIC I love that actually. and the thing about real world stuff acting as ghosts in the ghost zone is very cool.

-'there are some things more important that hunting ghosts!' mrs fenton says, about her husband forgetting their anaversary (FOR THE 18TH YEAR IN A ROW?? CHRIST) and not about, idk, their son clearly freaked out. she didnt even notice he was gone into the ghost zone!!! he might be a bad husband BUT shes not the best mom. they suck and I don't care about their relationship problems I care about these kids. danny doing his best to clean the house to keep his mom from getting mad at his dad?? hes such a good boy I want to cry, this is not his place, his dad should be cleaning his own shit up!!!

-maddie's butch lesbian sister is living my best life in her lil cabin. also being a snarky bitch to jack. queen. and her getting a 10th anniversary of her divorce. LOVE IT.

-mr. lancer being a cheerleader in his younger years makes perfect sense to me. king shit.

-dr. spectra's cat ears/mullet hairstyle?? sooo cute. I also just love the concept of a ghost just. sucking out people's positivity and feeding on emotions. a great villain. she put danny in a fucking diaper what the FUCK. and keeping it cold so no one would suspect shes a ghost??? INCREDIBLE. and her gay little blob sidekick. wlw mlm evil solidarity.

-JAZZ FOCUSED EP. YEAAAH!!! her first thought when she saw the ghosts was like 'omg i gotta tell danny :)' and her going to the teacher and also councilor trying to get help for him...shes just 16 but shes trying so hard to help him out :( watching this when youre younger I can imagine ppl are like omg annoying!! but watching this when im older im just like :( jazz baby im SO sorry </3 SHE BODIED THAT GHOST THOUGH. and the fact she didnt tell danny she knew surprised me. like, shes patient and waiting on him to tell her when hes ready!! thats so so sweet.

-christ the parents talking about 'PEELING IT LIKE AN ONION. AND EXAMINING REMAINS' of ghosts RIGHT INFRONT OF DANNY.

-'why am i so depressed and angry all the time!!' DANNY YOURE 14. i mean it IS a ghost this time, but...

-579$ top?? VALERIE NO ITS NOT EVEN CUTE IT DOESNT EVEN GO WITH THAT OUTFIT AAAA. tho this ep is called shades of gray..VALERIE FOCUSED EP FINALLY????! *THUNDEROUS APPLAUSE* I already knew about red huntress from my redesigns, but I didn't exactly know what that entails or how/why, so, it's fun to see the Origins.

-ghost pubby! ghost pubby!!!!! why is the dog a ghost?? the implication that the company had guard dogs and got rid of them...what did they DO. is it just the unfinished business?? of not having that toy it was looking for?? god I hope so.

I feel SOOO bad for valerie tho, my god. her friends are shunning her for what, because her dad lost her job and she had to move??? horrible. (and the fact the dog wrecked the moving van too...) I also love how 'from wisconsin' on the package was an IMMEDIATE RED FLAG FOR ME. WISCONSIN=EVIL NOW. vlads so petty.

-it took valerie like 5 mins to get the hang of hunting ghosts and shes already a much bigger threat than his parents tbh. who've been trying and studying this for years. and a more valid reason <3 love her shes so cute and cool. new daughter alert.

-'i should do SOMETHING to help valerie' no shit danny???

-'who is that, awesome outfit!' -top gay sam moments. i was going to say. before it immediately cuts to sam kissing danny LMFAOOO. don't think I like that, it puts tucker in a weird third wheel position... the next ep involves them holding hands and blushing when danny's cold...URGH No. not a fan ngl. the trope of 'if theres a girl in a trio she has to end up with one of the two guys!!'

-right as I say that they take it to extremes!! and ember shoots him with a love ray gun that makes him OBSESSIVE OVER SAM. AND SHE TAKES HIS HANDS AND SAYS 'YOU DONT FEEL THAT WAY ABOUT ME, I DONT FEEL THAT WAY ABOUT YOU' and her saying she doesnt want to be together like this. and tucker saying 'i always knew you two would get together!!' dont manifest it tucker please. the show pushing for it so hard makes me not want it KSHKJKJD I KNOW its probably canon. it sucks though. im a hater.

-vlad just LURKING AROUND THE SCHOOL GIVING VALERIE GIFTS ASJKDHKJ YOU WEIRD PETTY OLD MAN GO HOME!!!

-EMBERRRRR YOU WILL REMEMBERRRRRR . this is the one thing I kinda remember from when I was a kid EMBERRRRR ilu. top 10 cartoon bops. sams being a hater. popular things are popular for a reason. mr. lancer also being a hater. also everyone wearing her color scheme ..its a really good look, the purple, black, and minty color...

-penguins exist in the ghost zone. confirmed.

-EMBER JUST SHOWING UP AT A RANDOM HIGHSCHOOL TO PLAY?? UNANNOUNCED, MID DAY??? girl get a tour schedule. make some money or smth damn. I know shes probably doing it for the power boost but. lord. anyway if your show doesnt have a concert scene/ep, is it even valid.

-fellas is this gay. (she uses a GRAPPLING HOOK TO SHOOT OUT THE WINDOW AFTER SEEING AN EMBER VAN GO BY RIGHT AFTER THIS SHOT)

-hey, she had an undercut at some point!! my redesign!!! was accurate!! in..a way

-I feel like danny has a lot of pent up aggression ngl, him being heartbroken about sam and immediately going IM GONNA GO TAKE IT OUT ON EMBER. I mean she needs to be stopped I guess But. jazz has the right idea he needs therapy and a HEALTHY outlet.

-tucker singing > my singing

-girls cant be gamers -tucker and danny sexist moments. her being chaos in the game OWNED.

-TUCKERS HAT IS A BERET??? I THOUGHT IT WAS A BEANIE. SAM CALLED IT A BERET. WH.

-it was actually nice of lancer to let danny retake the test, and he go to play games again. smh. epic cringe gamer moments compilation. and driving him home!!! I actually like him as a character. anyway teachers like lancer are SO appreciated. I was failing middle school because of mental problems, and felt so dumb and got embarrassed by teachers who would just get onto me instead of bothering to ask what the real problem was, but when I was taking my ged classes I had a wonderful teacher who kept reassuring me that I was smart, and I got honors!! danny is SUCH a little shit to him (understandable, 14, but) but seeing them getting along better and danny putting in effort. SO CUTE. THATS MY SON, STUDYING HARD!!!! and being so PROUD OF HIMSELF!!! 91!!! BITCH!!! A- is STILL AN A!!!

-'why dont they ever realize thats me in a dress' mr lancer i am CRYING. i realized.

-technus being my ghost grandpa who cant game asking tucker for help. bless his heart. his out of date old ppl lingo circles back to being endearing <3 tucker not recognizing him despite the like, lack of any kind of serious disguise...I do love their lil in-game outfits....sam being the tank rules. I like technus' spider design also. more characters need to be giant freaky spiders, imo.

-finding your gf a new host because she cant maintain her ghost body outside the zone? amazing. using jazz as the host? ILL KILL YOU. jazz immediately accepting a ride home from a guy she just met and letting him know where she lives. letting him IN THE HOUSE??? nooo girl no lets use common sense </3

-sooo cringe the parents were like 'good job for spying on your sister' tho wtffff. doesnt matter if hes a bad guy, thats fucked. everytime these parents BREATHE im like. these are MY kids now <3

-BAD LUCK BEING A THEME OF THE 13TH EPISODE. thats super fun. johnny 13 being his name is so. iconic. your last name is a NUMBER? also goth tucker. I actually love the look. everyone looks good goth. 'the ladies love the eyeliner and onyx nail polish' sam you are sooo right every man needs to at least try those two things. im a lesbian and I agree. same, danny, your bff is gnc af

-LOVE kitty's design. and just, the concept of a ghost with a bike. couple goals, except yes stay away from jazz.

#danny phantom #sanchoyorambles #s1 is only 20 eps?#i can probably #finish within a week #i like binging shows asdf #ive been watching it all night #gonna work out now #dp thoughts

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tessiete · 3 years

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HELLO. *Yeets at you with no expectations or pressure* The grass reached for the sky in uncoordinated brambles. Flowers sprouted in the voids, gasping in relief in the sun. If one was to lay within it, they would be completely hidden. "I thought I might find you here, little one."

OH HI! No, I’ve not completely forgotten about prompts, and yes, I will post at midnight again.

I fear no gods.

Anyway, thank you @kyber-erso for letting me make this about my boy, the Korks, and his dumb grandpa.

ILU Your gorgeous prose is such inspiration!!! (It was the only part @lieutenantmittens praised :sunglasses:)

Let’s have a title....um...

TO FORGET OURSELVES

The grass reached for the sky in uncoordinated brambles. Flowers sprouted in the voids, gasping in relief of the sun. If one were to lie within it, they would be completely hidden. Qui-Gon Jinn, however, was a large man, and though he crawled forward on his belly, and twisted to lie on his back, his knees still arced above the grassline like ancient monuments on a foreign plain.

"I thought I might find you here, little one.”

Beside him, couched like a barah fawn in a nest of broken reeds, and soft needle greens, Korkie Kryze grumbled out a paltry welcome. He snapped the twig in his hands then launched the pieces into the air above him. They arced high, then fell out of sight, disappearing into the long grass surrounding them.

“No one knows this place,” the boy countered. “It’s secret.”

“Ah,” Qui-Gon said, suitably chastened. “Do I need a chain code, or civil chit to stay?”

Korkie frowned. The dry litter crinkled beneath his head as he shifted to consider Qui-Gon with all the seriousness of a Mand’alor.

“No,” he decided. “Just a password.”

“Oh,” Qui-Gon said, nodding sagely. “What is it?”

“I can’t tell you,” Korkie sighed. He kicked his feet out straight, flinging a handful of needles into the sky to emphasise the impossibility of Qui-Gon’s request. “You have to guess. Otherwise it’s not very secure, is it?”

Staves - small brown and green slivers of yesterday’s sunlight - fell like confetti around them, pricking the skin of his cheeks and brow. He closed his eyes, as beside him, Korkie flinched away to shield himself.

Once recovered, Qui-Gon considered his options.

“What password shall I guess?” he asked.

“If you can’t guess it, then you don’t know it, and you can’t stay,” Korkie decreed.

“A fair judgement,” Qui-Gon said. “But I am so very old that perhaps I just forgot it. Would you be kind to an ancient, aged fossil such as myself, and give me a clue?”

Korkie sighed again, loud enough that he nearly gave it voice, just to be certain that Qui-Gon was quite aware of the inconvenience of his request. Still, he relents, and he cupped his hand to Qui-Gon’s ear to breathe the secret between them.

“Oh, I see,” the Jedi said. He opened his mouth, and exhaled, the confidential code a near corporeal thing in the world before Korkie slapped his hand across his mouth, preventing the sound from escaping.

“You can’t say it out loud,” he cried. “You have to whisper it to me. Otherwise anyone might hear it.”

So Qui-Gon held his own hand to the boy’s much smaller ear, and murmured the password back.

“Okay,” Korkie said, satisfied. “You can stay.”

“Thank you,” the master replied.

For a while, they lay in silence, staring up at the wide expanse of sky above them. The firmament above was a bright blue, but to those two votaries it appeared bruised, and dark as the heavy dome of Sundari arched high to dim the effulgent rays so that mortals, too, might bask in them.

Between them, there was perfect accord, both content to rest in the company of the other. There was a meditative peace in the sound of grass, and in the touch of the sun. But, at four, Korkie had little patience for the beauties of the world. Instead, he was much preoccupied by his own troubled thoughts, and unlike the heavy evergreen needles, they refused to settle softly beneath his head.

“It isn’t fair,” he houghed, another twig straining to reach the escape velocity of their orbit.

“That is true about many things,” Qui-Gon agreed. He reached his hand to the earth beside him, digging until the litter gave way to fine silt. It ran over his fingers like silk, weighed down by the oils of his skin, and left a dusting over his palms. “What, in particular, are you most troubled by, my boy?”

Korkie sighed again. His sighs contained whole systems within the bounds of their expulsions. He rolled to his side, facing Qui-Gon, curling his legs, and tucking his hands beneath his head. His entire aspect was bent toward the consideration of his most serious complaint.

“It isn’t fair that Bebu must leave again when you only just got here.”

Qui-Gon rolled to face him, equally considerate.

“Well, that’s not entirely true, is it?” he asked. “After all, your father and I have been here for nearly four months. Since before your mid-break. And we shall not be leaving until after Holyhod Day. That is quite a long time, don’t you think?”

“If I were in school the whole time,” Korkie agreed. “But break doesn’t count. And plus, I was in school for some of it, so I didn’t get to see you as much.”

“Your buir saw you every day, Kiorkicek,” Qui-Gon said, quite firmly. There would be no slighting of his own evergreen, and erstwhile padawan by anyone.

Korkie felt the justice of Qui-Gon’s correction, and thrust his lower lip forward in tremulous defiance.

“I said, not as much.”

“So you did,” agreed Qui-Gon, quick to acknowledge his own fault. “Forgive me. Go on.”

“I am only saying,” continued Korkie, “That it isn’t fair that Bebu is going so soon, and taking you with him.”

“As I am the elder, perhaps it is I who is taking him.”

“That doesn’t make it better,” Korkie said.

“No, I suppose not,” Qui-Gon said. It was his turn to sigh, as he rolled to his back once more, and stared up at the sky, watching it ripple behind the glossy dome, like light over water. “Do you know, when your father was little he used to lie in the grasses at the Temple, just like this, and look up at the vaulted claricrystalline of the Coruscant day?”

“Bebu did? Like me?”

“He did.”

Korkie screwed up his mouth, riddled with scepticism. “No, he didn’t,” he said. “This place is much too dirty for Bebu. He always tells Belli that I look ‘a wild creature unfit for civil tables’ when I come back like this.”

“And what does your mother say to that?”

“She says she loves wild and untamed things the best. And Bebu always laughs, and -” he added, leaning near to confess - “he never gets actually mad when I get mud on his trousers or his tunics. He just pretends.”

“Well, I tell you quite truly,” Qui-Gon murmured back. Korkie’s eyes were brightened with expectation. “When your father was not much older than you are now, he used to hide in the grass in the Room of a Thousand Fountains and look at the sky.”

“Really?”

“Really, really,” Qui-Gon vowed. “And I can recall several instances where he found himself covered in muck up to his ears!”

“You’re tricking me,” Korkie said.

“I am not,” Qui-Gon denied. “On one occasion, he dropped your mother into a great puddle of mud, and she was covered, too!”

“And then what?”

“What do you think,” Qui-Gon said, his eyes glinting with mirth. “He reached in to help her out, and then -”

“Then?”

“Then she pulled him in after her!”

At this, Korkie burst into a riot of laughter, so bright and clear as to startle a flock of dozing echo’lanaar from the trees.

“Bebu was covered in mud!” he shouted, alive with joy. “And Belli, too! They must have looked so silly!”

Qui-Gon grinned. “They did,” he swore. “Quite silly. Much sillier than you look when you go home covered in needle greens or clay. And do you know what else?”

“What?” Korkie asked, falling silent and reverent again, caught in the grip of Qui-Gon’s voice.

“Every time we left the Temple he missed his home, and his friends, too. Just like you miss him when he’s gone.”

“It’s different,” Korkie said, feeling slightly betrayed by the way Qui-Gon has turned back to beckon his troubles join them in this den. “Because he left his friends. His friends didn’t leave him.”

“What is the difference, Kiorkicek, if everyone is still parted?”

And that is something he had not thought.

Korkie frowned, trying to puzzle it out, but Qui-Gon spared him the struggle because the lesson to be learned was difficult enough for a master, fully grown, never mind a boy hardly older than a few revolutions of the earth.

“Don’t you think that your Bebu misses you?” he asked. “Don’t you think he’s sad when you’re not there?”

“Maybe,” Korkie conceded. “I don’t know.”

“I do,” Qui-Gon said. “And I can promise you that when you are here, and he is there, he always wishes you close.”

“I don’t think so,” Korkie said. “Because if that were true, then he wouldn’t leave at all. He’d always be here, and he wouldn’t care about there.”

“But he has many duties and responsibilities to do there,” Qui-Gon countered, his voice soft as the brambles below. “You know he saves lives. You know he frees people. You know he changes whole wide worlds, Kiorkicek. And he can’t do that from here.”

Korkie breathed deep, and exhaled. Needles scattered. The curving back of a tiny strill appeared in the dirt beneath his finger, gaining a wide jaw and a long tail as Qui-Gon watched, and Korkie thought about things.

“Are you sure he misses me?” he asked, at last.

“I am certain,” Qui-Gon said.

“How do you know?”

He looked at Qui-Gon then with such belief, such faith, and all at once, the Jedi saw another little boy who’d looked at him much the same for years, who also hid in brambles when upset, who also longed for the reassurance of desire, and he knew that this time, he would not hold back.

“I know,” he said, his voice solemn, and his gaze steady, “Because when your father is here, and I am there, I miss him just as much.”

#korkie kenobi #qui-gon jinn #obi-wan kenobi #satine kryze #obitine #my fic #prompt fill #thank you

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augstd-blog · 7 years

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92 statements tag !!

Rules: you must answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people

thank u so much @f1owerseokie !!! ilu :D

The Last:

1. Drink - iced tea that had a lil mint in it

2. Phone call - uhhhh i think my grandpa? i never call Anyone

3. Text message - “can ur mom give me money” to kel kfgjkdfjg

4. Song you listened to - sexuality by taemin bc relatable rn

5. Time you cried - last night

Have You Ever:

6. Dated someone twice - nope

7. Kissed someone and regretted it - ive never kissed a Single Human

8. Been cheated on - i hope not ?

9. Lost someone special - yes :(

10. Been depressed - ofc jgkdfjgf

11. Gotten drunk and thrown up - im holy ive never drunken alcohol

List 3 Favorite Colors:

12-14. pink, green, beige

In The Last Year Have You:

15. Made new friends - a lottle

16. Fallen out of love - never been in lov kjkjgfd

17. Laughed until you cried - mhmm

18. Found out someone was talking about you - did u mean: every day

19. Met someone who changed you - yes

20. Found out who your friends are - YES

21. Kissed someone on your facebook list - ew no

General:

22. How many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: all of them except one (1)

23. Do you have any pets: a doggo n two grumpy cats

24. Do you want to change your name: uhh not my first name but my last

25. What did you do for your last birthday: i ate red velvet cake and playing board games w my family

26. What time did you wake up: 7:30am

27. What were you doing at midnight last night: talking abt being gay 2 nadia KJKFJG

28. Name something you can’t wait for: a new phone oh my God

29. When was the last time you saw your mom: like. 30 mins ago

30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: the fact that my father is my father oops

31. What are you listening to right now: the sound of silence (not the song, literally just silence)

32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: uh. no?

33. Something that is getting on your nerves: how hot it is

34. Most visited website: probably youtube

38. Hair color: medium brown i guess kjgkfdjg

39. Long or short hair: i hav short but i wish it was long

40. Do you have a crush on someone: yes no maybe idk

41. What do you like about yourself: my eyes :D

42. Piercings: i used to hav ear piercings but then they closed up rip

43. Blood type: i honestly hav no clue

44. Nickname: mug and muggo and megaphone r my most used ones

45. Relationship status: single

46. Zodiac: libra drag me

47. Pronouns: she/her

48. Favorite tv show: i dont hav the attention span for tv shows dfjgkdfjg

49. Tattoos: zero (0)

50. Right or left handed: rightttt

51. Surgery: no but soon possibly

52. Piercings: yall think ur slick adding another piercings q ?

53. Sport: i played soccer and a little volleyball

55. Vacation: anywhere LITERALLY

56. Pairs on trainers: im american idk what that means

More General:

57. Eating - i do it ?????

58. Drinking - liquid

59. I’m about to - watch yt or look for more dramas 2 watch later (or both)

61. Waiting for - the sweet release of Death™

62. Want - a smoothie hnnngggg

63. Get married - no

64. Career - whomst is she

65. Hugs or kisses - hugs i guess

66. Lips or eyes - eyes

67. Shorter or taller - taller bc i, a short bitch, need me a tol

68. Older or younger - irrelevant

70. Nice arms or nice stomach - arms ??

71. Sensitive or loud - loud

72. Troublemaker or hesitant - hesitant ????????

Have you ever:

74. Kissed a stranger: nope

75. Drank hard liquor: im holy as previously stated

76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: i lost my Sister’s does that count

77. Turned someone down: multiple times rip

78. Sex on the first date: im 11

79. Broken someone’s heart: i hope not

80. Had your heart broken: romantically no but platonically yes

81. Been arrested: nO

82. Cried when someone died: mhm

83. Fallen for a friend: a little bit yea

Do You Believe In:

84. Yourself: uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

85. Miracles: nope

86. Love at first sight: no its fake

87. Santa claus: yea i love my boy

88. Kiss on the first date: if u liked them beforehand yea maybe

89. Angels: uh. kel n maya ?

Other:

90. Current best friend’s name: oukel

91. Eye color: green

92. Favorite movie: uhh nothing

im tagging @yoohkook - @2minari - @sharkbait-rin (u hav 2) - @y8n-gi - @se1fcare - @sleepy-sugakookie - @agustcd - @taeqyung - @17tae - @iloveyoojung - @cypherpart420 - @iloveredvelvet - @ilysmyoongi - @813jm - @wiinnie - @yunkigguk - @1kth - @4hyyh - @btslesbian - @hobisluvr

#only do this if u want to !!#i understand bc its so long hnngg #i just felt like tagging some of my fav mutuals !!!#thank u again casper !! ilu #.tag

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