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The Hypothesis - Sebastian Sallow x Female!Reader
Summary: The hand on your throat was gentle but firm, and your stomach flipped at the vulnerability of it all. You weren’t even sure you had it in you to do what he was asking but Merlin, did he make it sound enticing. Somewhere in your brain the sixteen year old version of yourself was combusting. How many times since starting school had you fantasized about Sebastian? About the two of you tangled in sheets and lost in the euphoria of one another? You could scarcely believe some of the fantasies your hormonal teenage mind had conjured up, but you had never considered anything as bold as this.
Alternatively summarized as pure, shameless Sebastian smut
Word Count: 5.5k
Warnings: 18+, aged up characters, explicit content
Full fic can be found here on Ao3
It was easy for you to tell when things were getting bad again.
At first you had chalked it up to your menstrual cycle, as embarrassing as that was. It wasn’t unusual for you to get headaches or chills, or even act outright cruel when it was that time of the month. But the more time passed, the worse things got, and you knew the night you woke from a nightmare with red bolts crackling over your arms that this was decidedly not your period.
Isidora’s magic now lived inside you, as volatile and unpredictable as it was powerful. Absorbing it had changed you on a molecular level- you were no longer the sixteen year old girl who had arrogantly believed she could wield a magic darker than the Unforgivable Curses. You knew with each passing day you were drifting further and further from the person you used to be, falling victim to your darker impulses routinely. Less of your excursions beyond the castle walls ended peacefully. In fact, you often sought out fights. While most of the Ashwinder camps and Poaching Rings had been taken care of in the years since Ranrok, there were always stragglers.
You took a disturbing amount of pleasure in ripping those people apart.
All due in large part to Isidora’s magical goodie bag you’d elected to open. The accumulated power demanded to be used, and at this point it took everything in you not to lose control in the middle of your classes. Despite the sheer magnitude of your abilities, you had never felt weaker. Your magic had never been something you had to war against in your own mind, and you certainly had never perceived it as a threat to yourself.
Now though, you weren’t sure.
The only person you’d been able to confide in about it all was Sebastian. Sebastian, who had made good on his promise to you and Ominis to stay the good course. Sebastian, who had worked harder than anyone to coexist with the demons you knew still raged in his head. He was, quite literally, the only person you could imagine sharing your turmoil with. Picturing Ominis’ particular brand of disappointment at your revelation had made you sick to your stomach for a week before you had banished the idea entirely.
Sebastian, though. His sharp eyes had darkened when you’d told him the truth of what you’d done below Hogwarts and how you feared losing control. The way you tamed the raging fire inside of you with fighting and blood. The piercing regret you felt at ever taking this cursed power out of the repository in the first place. He had only looked at you with curiosity, maybe even a little admiration, before gathering you in his arms.
“I won’t tell a soul, you have my word.”
The Slytherin boy had come to you with an idea shortly thereafter. A hypothesis if you will, he had said. With instructions to meet him in the Undercroft after ten, you’d made a point to fly out towards the Clagmar Coast in the hours before dark. Regardless of Sebastian’s so-called ‘hypothesis’, you didn’t want to risk feeling… overwhelmed, when you met with him. The power from the repository had a way of buzzing in the back of your mind, steadily getting louder if you chose to ignore it. If taking out a few scattered Poacher camps quieted it down some, you would happily do so.
By the time you returned to Hogwarts, there were no students milling about. It made for a peaceful trek to the Undercroft, allowing you to gather your bearings and blink the fog from your mind. While you didn’t plan to put much stock into Sebastian’s unknown idea, the least you could do was hear him out. If whatever he wanted to suggest was something that could make existing with this power more bearable, you were willing to try. It scared you to think about what you would become in a few months, or in a year. Would you even be the same? Or would you end up a husk of your former self, controlled by the very magic you had been hell bent on taking in the first place?
It seemed like the most plausible outcome.
The iron gate clanged back into place behind you as you stepped into the Undercroft. Noting the dim lights and rearranged crates towards the back, you scanned the room and found no sign of the boy who had summoned you.
“Sebastian?”
Footsteps sounded to your left, and you looked in time to see Sebastian push off the wall and make his way towards you. Immediately you noticed he was missing his cloak. Then you saw his white button up and dark trousers, and you realized you had never seen him so dressed down. His stride was full of purpose, a predatory glint in his eyes as he came to stand less than a foot away from you.
Instinct screamed at you to move back. In your experience, anyone getting that close to you usually meant they were going to try and kill you. But this was Sebastian, you reasoned, and mentally chided yourself for even letting the thought cross your mind. So instead you tilted your chin up to meet his penetrating gaze.
“Care to enlighten me as to why we’re down here after hours?”
His eyes flicked between yours for a few seconds before they began roaming, wandering down your stiff form. You still wore your travel gear, a black cotton ensemble with a small leather chest plate for protection. You’d crafted a sheath for the modest dagger you kept strapped to your thigh in case of emergencies, and the scarf you’d wrapped around your neck for the evening hung precariously off your shoulder.
Sebastian brought one of his hands up to your cheek, his fingers hovering slightly over the scar left from your battle in the repository years ago. “I told you. I want to test my hypothesis.”
“Right,” you rolled your eyes and willed the churning in your gut to subside. “And we would get so much farther with that if I knew what you were talking about wouldn’t we?”
A ghost of a smirk danced across his features, giving you whiplash. What was he thinking? And what the hell was he planning?
He finally brushed the back of his finger down your cheek, the touch barely there. The featherlight feeling caused goosebumps to break out all over your skin. He trailed it lower, under your chin and skimmed the line of your jaw before you felt his digits splay across the slender column of your neck. There was no stopping the startled gasp that left your lips at the brazen action, and Sebastian seemed to take a deep rooted pleasure in it.
“I want to believe that you’re out of control because you’ve been in control for too long,” he started to say and tugged you closer. “All that power simmering beneath the surface, it's all you can focus on, isn’t it?”
There was no chance in hell you trusted yourself to speak, so you nodded.
Now he was smirking, “I want to see what happens when you give up control. When you stop holding the magic back and just let it flow through you instead. Don’t be afraid of what’ll happen if you let yourself feel it— rather, open yourself to the experience. But I think we both know you’re far too uptight for that, and you’ll fight tooth and nail against your better urges, so I want you to let me take control. Let me steer the boat for a while. You just sit pretty and relax, sound good?”
The hand on your throat was gentle but firm, and your stomach flipped at the vulnerability of it all. You weren’t even sure you had it in you to do what he was asking but Merlin, did he make it sound enticing. Somewhere in your brain the sixteen year old version of yourself was combusting. How many times since starting school had you fantasized about Sebastian? About the two of you tangled in sheets and lost in the euphoria of one another? You could scarcely believe some of the fantasies your hormonal teenage mind had conjured up, but you had never considered anything as bold as this.
Dumbly realizing you’d been gaping up at him like a fish, you gave his wrist a testing squeeze before nodding. “Alright… how?”
He smiled down at you in earnest, that lust filled look in his eyes deepening by the second. “Now where would be the fun in telling you?”
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Butterflies was no longer an appropriate term to describe what you were feeling. No, at this point it was more akin to a hurricane tearing you apart from the inside, your anxiety heightened at having been rendered so helpless. Sebastian had wasted little time in whisking you over to the chaise lounge tucked behind the rearranged crates after you’d agreed to essentially let him fuck you. Because that’s what this was, right? He had yet to speak the words but his eyes communicated his intentions well enough. He had gotten to work quickly, tugging his tie from his pocket and coming to stand behind you. You had felt the silky material drift over your eyes before Sebastian knotted it snugly behind your head.
Blindfolded.
It hadn’t even been a full minute with it on and you were already shaking, the unknown aspect of everything you were about to do riddling you with undue stress. Sebastian zero’d in on your discomfort right away, sliding his arms around you from behind and pulling you against him.
“Just relax, I promise you’re safe with me. We can stop at any point and if you don’t like something I do, tell me.”
His thumbs traced burning circles against the thin cotton of your shirt. With him holding you this way, it was impossible to overlook the hard expanse of his torso pressed against your back. You were overcome with the unique scent of him; cedar and pine, and that telltale musk you could only identify as Sebastian. Unable to see, it felt all the more intimate having to rely on your other senses.
You forced a shaky breath into your lungs and held it for a second before exhaling. “Okay.”
One of his hands abandoned your waist to trail under your shirt, relishing in the soft skin he felt waiting there. Deft fingers skimmed over your ribs, then your breasts, and you inhaled sharply as he took one of your nipples between his fingers and pinched. “So responsive. Have you ever let anyone touch you like this?”
As though to punctuate the question, Sebastian moved down your breasts to feel along the plane of your belly to your nether region. His hand slipped beneath the waistband of your trousers, his fingers ghosting over where he knew you wanted them most, and he chuckled at the disappointed sigh you let slip. He nestled his chin into the crook of your neck so his breath tickled your ear as he asked, “Has anyone ever touched you here?”
Shamelessly your hips twitched closer to Sebastian’s hand, desperate for some kind of stimulation. You were pathetic. Crumbling in his hands— as if you had even been put together in the first place. He drew his hand away from your aching core, clicking his tongue at you, and slowly guided you towards the chaise lounge. He continued to feel over your abdomen with his arms securely wrapped around you before stopping short of the cushions. “Good things come to those who wait,” he chided. “Or are you so desperate to be filled that you’re content to ride my fingers?”
“Fuck, Sebastian.” You didn’t recognize your own voice. It sounded reedy- airy. Like you were already out of breath and he’d simply been whispering sweet nothings in your ear.
You felt as he untangled his arms from your waist, then he spun you around and gave you a light shove. The backs of your calves connected with the lounge behind you, and with a barely contained yelp you collapsed onto the velvet surface.
Sebastian was on you in an instant, his lips claiming yours like he had been starved of your very essence as he hoisted you further up the cushions. His hands were demanding, gripping your hips with such fervor as he kissed you that you were certain he’d leave bruises. You felt him slot his knee between your thighs for better leverage over you, but when he leaned forward to trail wet, hot kisses down your jaw, his leg pressed against that bundle of nerves at your core.
There was no helping it, you moaned into Sebastian’s mouth at the sensation. Your sounds seemed to stoke the fire, given how he tightened his grip and practically rolled his hips against yours. He was clearly as eager as you were.
Sebastian broke the kiss first to sit back on his heels as he perched on your lap, your body effectively caged beneath his strong legs. His hands roamed over you, taking loose articles of clothing with him as he went, starting with your scarf. “You’re so fucking perfect like this. So willing and pliant.”
He let the flimsy fabric flutter to the floor before his fingers were tugging at the strings that attached your leather chest plate to your shoulders. That was pried away and discarded along with the rest of the strappy accessories that littered your form. A gasp ripped from your throat as Sebastian’s hands found your breasts beneath your shirt again, kneading and squeezing the skin in a way that had a familiar feeling building within you.
“I’ve always wanted to know what it would be like to lay with you. How you would feel, what you would look like falling apart on my cock. I want to see that facade slip- I want to watch you flustered and panting and full of my cum, begging for more.”
Without a shadow of a doubt, your brain was short circuiting. To hear such raunchy and filthy promises dripping from Sebastian’s mouth was enough to have you clenching your thighs around his knee, desperate for any kind of friction to accompany the wetness pooling there. He took note of your wriggling instantly and pulled his leg back, leaving you aching and mewling like a mongrel in heat.
“Ah ah ah, that’s not very patient behavior now is it?” You could hear the grin in his voice as he slid away from you. The chill of the Undercroft covered you instantly, goosebumps breaking out over the exposed flesh of your torso.
“P-please,” you heard yourself moan. You had no idea what you were even asking for, but you felt Sebastian’s warm hands begin to trail up the tops of your legs, towards the waistband of your pants, before swiftly yanking them down to your ankles. You could feel your face flushing red, the sheer intimacy of being exposed to him in nothing but your undergarments enough to make your heart pound against your chest and drown out the incessant buzz of magic in the back of your mind.
His ministrations were thoughtful, seeing as he didn’t skip over an inch of skin. Soft, plush lips pressed against your inner thighs, eliciting a shiver from you, before he moved up higher to your naval. He placed another kiss there as his hands roamed up to remove your thin top. It took no time at all, and before you knew it you were laid bare before your most trusted companion.
“You’re beautiful,” he said to you, causing you to flush deeper. “I’m serious. You’re perfect. All of you is perfect–”
You felt his thumb roughly press against your clit through your underwear then, and you gasped as you arched your back into his touch. “Right here especially. This perfect pussy, so wet for me and we’ve barely even started.”
The slow, easy circles he traced against your most private area wasn’t enough. He was holding back on purpose, deriving some sort of twisted pleasure in denying you yours. Fighting the urge to buck your hips into his hand, your chest heaved with the massive breath you took in.
“Questions? Comments? Concerns?”
“I’m going to kill you if you don’t get on with it, Sallow.”
You felt his body rock above yours as he barked out a laugh, removing his hand entirely from your clit, much to your dismay. “Is that so? Maybe I should quit while I’m ahead.”
“No! Merlin, please— don’t stop, I just… I want—“ you blushed from embarrassment as you tripped over your words. The effect this man had on you…
Sebastian chuckled and started to move so that he no longer caged your body to the lounge, and you instantly missed his weight and warmth. It didn’t last long, however. Before long he had slithered down to kneel in front of you, and you felt as he grabbed your waist and pivoted you so your legs dangled over the edge of your seat. The spark of arousal you felt at being so easily manhandled didn’t escape you.
“I know,” he finished for you. “Believe me, I know exactly what you want. But you’re letting me steer remember? It wouldn’t be very nice to go back on your word now, would it?”
You almost told him to hell with it, screw his hypothesis. You foresaw yourself flipping the two of you over so you could take exactly what you wanted from him whether he liked it or not. But then you felt his mouth dance over the thin cloth separating your wet heat from his soft lips, and the fight evaporated from you as the tip of his finger slipped under the fabric and tugged it away gently.
This damned tie would be the death of you— you’d never wanted to look at someone this badly. The urge to snatch it off was intense.
Sebastian trailed his fingers around your sex, the teasing touches working you into a frenzy as he took his time toying with you. His other arm came up to press down on your hips, preventing any unwanted jerking or bucking on your part. You were completely at Sebastian’s mercy, your mouth hanging open in a silent plea.
When his lips closed around your swollen clit, you kicked your head back with a cacophony of sounds. Your cries seemed to fuel Sebastian as he kissed and licked at your center with reckless abandon. The feeling of your muscles tensing beneath him— because of him— drove him wild with lust. The arm bracing your hips pressed down harder as he probed your entrance with his tongue, and there was no stopping the drawn out moan you released at the feeling.
As you fell apart before him, Sebastian drank in the sight. Your cheeks were flushed with desire, chest heaving with the sharp gasps and pants that fell from your lips. He could see the hair along your arms standing on end, and your kiss-swollen lips mouthed a slew of words that never came out.
He knew then he was addicted to you. There would be no stopping what was to come after this.
Quickly, and rather mercifully you might add, Sebastian replaced his tongue with one of his slender fingers, curling it upwards. It reached far deeper than before, the feeling making your toes curl. Letting your head tip back so hit the back of the lounge with a thunk, you heard and felt Sebastian chuckle against you. Taking your relaxed posture as a good sign, he pumped his finger a few times before tentatively adding a second. The stretch was uncomfortable at first, but with his skilled mouth making quick work of you, the discomfort vanished.
“F-Fuck Sebastian, I can’t much longer, I’m— fuck—“ he silenced you with his tongue, never lessening his attention against your center as he felt you progressively get tighter around his fingers. The grip he had on you would surely leave bruises, but the thought of Sebastian’s marks lingering on your naked body pushed you clean over the edge.
With a cry of ecstasy you came around Sebastian’s fingers, the stars dancing in your eyes blinding against the steady darkness of his tie. He held you through your orgasm, relishing in each tiny twitch that slipped through your limb body. His mouth stayed on you, overstimulating you until you found the strength to palm at his shoulder.
He broke away with a wicked strand of saliva dangling between the two of you. The sight sent another bolt of arousal through him, his neglected cock straining against his trousers.
A few beats passed, the only sound in the Undercroft that of your ragged breathing. Sebastian finally released your waist and scaled the lounge, caging you between the cushions and himself. Cupping your jaw he brought your lips to his, and the taste of yourself on his mouth had you sighing into the kiss. You felt like putty as Sebastian’s warm hands roused you from your post coital state. His tongue delved deep into your mouth, exploring and tasting every inch he could as he lightly pet your hair back.
Breaking apart took an eternity, but at some point Sebastian opted to get on with things and stepped away from the lounge. You wanted to protest, but then you heard the metal buckle of his belt clink in a way that told you more was yet to come. The muffled sound of clothing being shed had heat pooling in your gut once again. Your knees pressed together instinctually.
Watching you fall apart was as magnificent as Sebastian had always imagined it would be. Better, even. Seeing your body overcome with pleasure had imbued him with a sense of self-fulfillment that he only wanted to expand upon. Recalling your trembling legs on either side of him, your nails digging into the cushions of the lounge, and your unruly hair tumbling all around you; it only made Sebastian want you that much more.
“So fucking perfect,” he murmured, and you whimpered.
In a split second Sebastian was ravaging you once again. You gasped as he curled those strong arms under your hips and yanked you down so you were flush with his achingly hard cock. Fuck, did you want to see him. The sheer size of him felt intimidating, his thick shaft pulsing with obvious desire against you, and you heard him groan at the feeling.
You were positive his hands left scorch marks along your thighs as he gripped them, willing himself to maintain his composure and not slam into you all at once. An inherent, primitive part of him demanded that he fill you, mark you, claim you, all for himself.
On cue you wriggled in Sebastian’s grip, and your slick rubbing against the sensitive head of his cock was all the go ahead he needed.
Despite his baser urges, Sebastian moved slowly as he aligned himself. He teased along your entrance a few times, committing your stuttered breathing to memory, before gingerly pressing the head into your tight heat.
“F-Fuck darling, you feel incredible,” he breathed the quiet praises along the smooth skin of your leg, leaving a chaste kiss there before inching his cock in deeper. “Feels amazing.”
The intrusion felt so right in a million different ways. You could barely keep one thought in your mind before twelve more came and replaced it. At this angle you could feel every part of Sebastian sheathed inside of you. His fingers were nothing compared to his cock; it filled you in all the right places, rubbing tantalizingly along your sweet spot as he pulled out nearly all the way, and plunged back in.
“Fuck! S-Sebastian, you’re so big—“ his hips snapping against yours dragged a cry from your throat, and your hands fisted uselessly against the cushions beneath you.
Sebastian took note as he set a steady rhythm, grinding his balls against your ass with each rough pass of his cock. He released his hold on your leg, letting it fall against the seat as he gathered your wrists in one hand before pinning them against the back of the lounge.
You were spread wide for him like this, with your hands restrained above your head and both legs knocked to the side. Sebastian’s free hand came to fist in your hair, tugging your head to the side to lick a wet stripe up the flushed column of your neck. He bit and sucked at the skin there, the sensation of teeth and his tongue laving over the bites too much for your fried brain.
When he released your hair, you momentarily missed the sting of his grip before you felt the pad of his thumb press down on your clit.
You didn’t even know what the hell you were saying. Words were definitely falling from your lips but aside from Sebastian’s name and a flurry of curses and moans, the rest got lost in translation. It was too much— without your eyes to take in the scene, your other senses were working in overdrive. Your sweat slick skin prickled, and you felt a shock pass between your and Sebastian’s conjoined hands above you. His grunts and shouts of your name pushed you closer to that familiar coiling in your gut.
“Please please please— Sebastian I need to see you, please let me look at you. I can’t much longer— fuck—“
You heard an animalistic growl reverberate from deep in Sebastian’s chest before you felt him let go of your wrists and tug his tie over your head. The sight that greeted you was nothing short of sinful, as far as you were concerned.
Gone was the lanky, boyish-cute Slytherin who you’d first met in your fifth-year. Sebastian was wholly a man now. His broad shoulders were well defined from years of dueling, and the muscles along his back were rippling with each concentrated thrust of his hips. The taut stomach you could now see made your mouth water, your fingers itching to trail down that patch of hair that led to where you were connected. His dark stare was trained solely on you, watching how you reacted as he drank in the hazy, fucked out look in your eyes. You reached for him then, and Sebastian let his fingers intertwine with your own before he shifted so you were flat across the lounge with his delicious weight pressed against your core.
He began to move faster then, the force of his cock ramming into you causing you to slide up the lounge until your head bumped the arm rest and he was fucking noisy cries of his name right out of you. Tears pooled at the corners of your eyes, your second orgasm being dragged out of you, and you frantically began rutting back with the slightest give you were allowed.
“More darling?” Sebastian sputtered out a broken moan in your ear, “You want more?”
“Yes! Yes yes, please Sebastian please, give me everything— fuck—“
With a rough growl, Sebastian was pulling out of you entirely, leaving you whimpering and mewling your displeasure before his hands were back on your waist. You were boneless and completely at his mercy as he dragged you back down the lounge, looping one of his strong arms under your back so you were arched towards him as he rammed his cock back into you, not even pausing to draw breath before he was fucking you straight through the surface, brutal in how rough he was pounding into you but fuck— if it isn’t exactly what you needed.
Your spine rounded further off the lounge as you flung your head back and wailed for Sebastian, your nails coming up to claw at his back and over his shoulders then down his arms, leaving angry red stripes in their wake. Your voice was so much needier, so much raspier than Sebastian ever remembered hearing it. As he thrusted into you with reckless abandon, his free hand trailing up your chest and gripping your throat again, squeezing just hard enough to pull you on to his cock with more force, and when your eyes flew open with a choked gasp, he saw the red sparks crackling behind the irises.
When you finally came, you screamed, long and loud, and Sebastian knew better than to stop now, so he picked up his pace, fucking you through your orgasm while he chased his own. It didn’t take him much longer, the tight heat of your pulsing cunt more than enough to send him spiraling over the edge with you.
Sebastian came with a grunt, the tempo of his hips faltering before he ground his cock deep within you and you felt him empty inside. The final sensation brought you higher than you ever thought possible, and through your closed eyelids you saw flashes of red all around you.
Sebastian opened his bleary eyes and was greeted by one hell of a sight— you were glowing. Literally. Red sparks of lightning seemed to dance over your entire body, fizzling out at the top of your head and the tips of your fingers and toes. You were so caught up in the euphoria of your come down that you barely noticed Sebastian had stopped moving until you felt his hand on your cheek.
You cracked an eye open at him, the blissfully fucked out look on your face overshadowed entirely by the unique coloring to your eyes. They were glowing red, too.
“Holy fuck,” Sebastian whispered, his voice gravelly. His eyes were unblinking as they roamed your naked body, taking in the sight of Isidora’s power slipping out around you both, charging the air and tickling his skin in the areas you were still connected.
You realized it then too, raising your hand to your face in time to watch the bolts of magic recede back beneath your skin. The residual glow behind your eyes faded, leaving a calm silence in its wake. Your head felt clear, the constant buzzing you’d grown accustomed to nowhere to be found. When Sebastian took your hand in his you found yourself searching his expression for any signs of fear or repulsion at your unintentional revelation.
Instead you simply saw pure adoration.
“That was incredible,” he practically purred as he pulled out, and you instantly missed the feeling of being filled by him. “I’ve never seen anything like that before.”
Despite your better judgment, you couldn’t help but feel self-conscious that he had seen anything at all. You pushed yourself up, drawing your knees to your chest to wrap your arms around yourself protectively.
“It’s not incredible,” you murmured. “It’s unfortunate. It’s a terrible reminder that I should have left well enough alone. I’m a freak.”
“Hey,” his hands were so gentle, so at odds with the rough nature they had exhibited not even five minutes earlier. “Don’t say that, please. You’re not a freak. You did exactly what you thought was right– if you hadn’t we would all probably be dead right now. But if it’s any consolation, I meant the sex was incredible. Not that you glowing wasn’t incredible too– I mean, you’ve always been beautiful. The magic just gave you a little extra flare.”
You couldn’t help but chuckle softly at his reassurances. Of course Sebastian of all people would find something positive to say about the unknown, ancient magic that thrummed in your veins.
He let his hands drift from your shoulders to cup your cheeks, pulling your half hidden face out of your knees to kiss you deeply. The action said everything words couldn’t, and you found yourself leaning further into his touch, chasing the warmth that you so desperately craved.
After a few languid moments Sebastian asked, “How do you feel?”
You knew what he meant. “Better. A lot better, actually. Usually it feels like there’s something… sentient at the back of my mind. It’s always there, but not now. It’s quiet.”
That trademark grin of his appeared in a flash, and you knew then that you had fortuitously inflated his ego. “So you’d say my hypothesis was valid? Does that mean this can be considered a treatment method in the future?”
A bark of laughter escaped you as you reached up to swat his shoulder. “Don’t get ahead of yourself, Sallow. Some things have to be earned.”
Sebastian leaned forward to kiss you again, the feeling of his lips on yours chasing away any lingering doubts or concerns. Maybe your magic would worsen. Maybe it really would change you entirely if you gave it enough time. But until that day came, so long as you had Sebastian with you, the thought didn’t seem quite as scary. Perhaps with him by your side, you could find an alternative and right the wrongs of the past.
Only time would be able to tell.
#sebastian sallow#sebastian sallow x you#sebastian sallow x reader#hogwarts legacy#hogwarts legacy fanfic#sebastian sallow oneshot#im just tagging this into oblivion dont mind me#my writing#sebastian sallow smut
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Get-to-know-me asks: orchid, mahonia and nutmeg, please? :-)
orchid ⇢ what’s a song you consider to be perfect?
Oh, what a question...I can't possibly pick one. I'll try and go with a safe choice : one of my favourite songs is the Oblivion cover by the metal goddess that is Floor Jansen . https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zG-ptrlJ4pM&ab_channel=FloorJansen
I think that the cinematic quality of this piece with her vocals take it into just another level of awesomeness. <3
Speaking of Floor, I HAVE to say that the live rendition of Ghost Love Score https://youtu.be/JYjIlHWBAVo?si=ry-8L8KP2R6aZD7A&t=479
has transcended in the place of legends <3
mahonia ⇢ what place, thing, activity inspires you most and how do you express yourself when it does?
As pedantic as this might seem, what always makes me feel inspired are things around nature : sunlight, springtime, the sea. What I missed a lot with the messy working hours of my job is that I got to see very little of either in the office. The best thing that came out of the covid situation was remote working, and being able to just take my laptop and work outside :)
Besides feeling just happy with the above, they always get me in a creative mood. Like, I'd wish I'd have a canvas and paint all the colours of flowers and spring. My favourite kind of vacation is just spending hours by at the sea :)
nutmeg ⇢ how’s your room/home decorated? do you have a specific theme or style going on?
Oh that's an interesting one. Im very much a pinterest girl , like home decor is my passion and all ( insert relevant meme here).
I'm very much into clean lines & neutral colours and a touch of minimalism. To give you an idea, the living room is a combination of white, grey and black accents. Dark wood elements ( bookcase, dinner table etc). So a very austere look altogether, but it makes me feel calm, you know? I cant stand colour palettes that are very colorful, I dont want to have things stuffed with lots of decor pieces... it just doesnt ...feel right in my mind. Of course this is a personal preference, and each to his own!
The bedroom decor is inspired by a winter day : white, dark blue , little accents in gold and crimson flowers for decor here and there :)
I hope this doesn't sound too pretentious but you just happened to hit one of the things I'm passionate about :D
Thank you for tagging me! <3
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character picrew game!!
was tagged by @quotidian-oblivion like 6 months ago thx for the TAG
Rules: Make a couple characters (or just one! as many as you want/have time for) from your WIP. Use whatever Picrew suits the vibe best—just make sure to link it. Tag a couple people to do the same.
I used the same template Quo did. This one
im doing this for my murder most unladylike wip which is untitled at the moment , ACTUALLY DONE!!! (also like 4 months ago i forgot i did this) it is called spreading our ashes in the sun and you can check it out of ao3 by clicking on the title just here!
It features my favourite people - the cambridge crew! (specifically Harold and Bertie) [includes exam mental breakdown and tea]
now this fic takes place right after an exam and like in the 1930s (technically, I did my best) so theres not much room for fun costumes and such so ill be making two versions . 1 - as in how they appear in fic and 2- another version which is just how the characters mentally would dress (excluding stephen and alfred which only have the latter) (i have included analysis to go along with the picrews as well)
this is going to be long bc i like extracting meaning from the smallest things and like referencing my fic obvi so its under the cut!! also spoilers for the fic as well
Harold
fic picrew
Harold has not thought of changing his clothing since coming out of that exam, he is only clenching his teeth so hard it might explode which is why he is wearing a plain jumper over a shirt. the circular glasses are the most south asian thing ever (for me at least) , so thats a reference to that. he is very much trying very hard not to express his emotions, because he knows in the grand scheme of things it is only a "small issue" it doesnt really matter , the past is in the past and he should be done with it. but really he cannot stop thinking about it (shown through how there are stars in the background like explosions you can say but are faint). the white i think was also a reference to the "hot white breathe" of panic. green in regards to this references bile. he is somewhat disgusted with himself i think, and also haven't not eaten his stomach is not feeling great. the scars i think were references to his "night climbing" pasttime , but also in my notes i mention a doorway - who knows what that was about but.
feeling picrew
HE IS EXHAUSTED that is the crux. he is mentally lying on his bed , drifting and then crying into his pillow and curling into his blanket. i always imagine harold with frog-esque things becuase he is very cottage core to me (and also like part of the me thinks he really loves the creatures living in the bottom of the garden), (also gardening is a theme within the family ala my bad gardener george headcanon ,as those on the discord know) . but on another level it is also Harold trying to cling onto comfort, which he cannot get in the actual fic , because he is denying himself it. the scars on his face match up with the actual fic version , his hair is messier from mushing his face into a pillow and he is wearing a cardigan because i think of him as a knitter or that sort of craft aligned and when he is stressed he creates clothing (but thats technically not in this). there was additional purpose behind the sepia filter as well, that i cannot remember at the moment. but right now it reminds me of how harold feels somewhat like a faded photograph destined to a dusty cupboard past his prime (as i say in the additional tags it is much like the outro of olivia rodrigo's teenage dream - "they all say that it gets better/ it gets better the more you grow/ they all say it gets better/ it gets better but what if i dont?")
Bertie
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Bertie here is trying to give a comforting smile at Harold, however his smile is wobbly, becuase he has also have other things on his mind (reeling from a letter from stephen, terrifed of hurting harold and on another level making him more upset (its bc of stephen) but also just being "urgently concerned" , bertie is full of multitudes). this is also referenced by the background in which according to my old notes before finishing this fic is a reference to now Bertie is also exploding with emotion , except with worry instead of panic.
with new eyes however , i think it also reflects how Bertie is also hiding his emotions as well (colour choice to me blends into the background more) because he is so focused on the task at hand, it is natural to him that his other emotions are set to the side in the background so to speak.
onto more miscellaneous details
-he has a scrape across the mouth from a childhood accident and has a cut across his cheek from his shared night climbing pastime. ---he also has sticky outy ears because i say so -he has the twinkle in his eyes because it is goddam Bertie Wells and he is full of charm and charisma, it is the same twinkle somewhat of the one that Felix, his uncle is reported to have. (he has been trying for years to have it , he has not noticed he kind of already does. nobody has told him)
another note: the green is bertie colour (because his "green trousers" and the blue harold but they have each others because they care for oneanother alot and are focusing on the others concern . harold feels like a very blue person to me (also besties)
feeling picrew
literally not much here other than a more visual manifestation of what he is actually feeling. background is darker bc he has also the holdover from being whipped up wiht emotion since reading the letter form stephen. brighter stars is a "fizzing like a rocket" reference
the moustache change is an oversight, but now i like to think that its a manifestation of how much he feels like hes aged since the events of arsenic for tea and his relationship with stephen (this is like literally pulling stuff out of nothing but like still). the heart breaking , kinda goes two ways: breaking for harold as shown in the fic and also somewhat breaking from stephens letter (also referenced through the picrew through the shooting stars on his shirt like their relationship which was actively not really healthy, and very quickly crashing and burnt through)
although that isnt explicitly shown throughout the fic i did want Bertie's inner turmoil to be an undercurrent throughout.
the pjama shirt according to my old notes has soemthing to do with how raw Bertie is feeling throughout the fic besides him just being worn
Stephen
Stephen is interesting, as although he's very much explicitly not in the fic he is very much guides Bertie's actions throughout. i honestly dont know why i decided to create him as a picrew as he isnt in the fic but i guess i wanted 4 picrews.
background is a grid bc mans in JAIL LIKE HE DESERVES.
hair is two coloured because i always thought stephen with black hair but the in the books hes got brown? so now hes got two coloured hair bc i wanted to pay homage to that.
stephen was always the type of person to be somewhat perpetually upset with Bertie or actually something or rather , and in Bertie's mind that is the image that is left of him, which is why he looks like hes sulking.
he's sweating because he actually does feel quite guilty and Bertie cannot find in himself a way to fully hold a grudge against him at least thats what it says in my old notes
now, i actually have no idea why he would be sweating maybe prison is hot
clothing - couldnt find prision clothes and wanted some sort of variation so orange on orange is what you get
Alfred
i have no notes post this point so we are in the vast deadlands now.
jacket literally just feels like a jacket alfred would wear in a modern au, same with the shirt also the eyebrow he would have a slit eyebrow
the heart i think is something to do with the fact that alfred actually really cares for harold (whether harold knows it or not)
only thing i truely remember is for the spotlight background its yellow because he's the one who goes "why the hell are you in the dark" and makes them turn on the light
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and thats done i guess hoped you enjoyed this
#this has been in my drafts for an AGE#ahoys thoughts#fic done and dusted#my writing#mmu fic#murder most unladylike#mmu#harold mukherjee#bertie wells#stephen bampton#alfred cheng#mistletoe and murder#mam#the Cambridge Crew#mmu discord server#ahoy screamz
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A lil updates and thoughts going on rn! Mostly about art again :') putting it under read more tho bc it got away from me again all rambly lmao
Hooo wheee! Life has been a little busy huh. Finally going to work again even if it is pretty much part time, other hobbies im keeping up with, trying to keep up on life admin and its going almost well! Shame im realizing i havent worked on my drawings in well over a month now 😅
Part of me is slightly dreading going back to them rn bc ive spent hours and hours on them already and they still need many hours before i post them....
You know that one guy on like tiktok/youtube shorts whos a really friendly old artist with a hobbit hole studio and does like 1hr paintings that look incredible? Obviously i dont expect myself being rusty and also not with years and years of experience to do the same but wouldn't that be the dream? To be able to just create and be done and happy with it in just an hour or a few and move on. How sad it is how many things i have started and not finished, outting in hours and hours where it doesnt really make even a super significant difference.
Also its that dinluke positivity week thing (god i hope this doesnt show up in the tag lmao sorry) i was really hyped months ago thinking its great prompts and great time to partake in my favourite fandom especially before february 2023 inevitably changes the scene in some way! But all of a sudden mid november is here and thats kinda terrifying! I have no clear idea for any of them, nothing im like desperate to draw and my current drawing doesnt really fit them either. Im thinking maybe i should try like, giving myself idk 2 hrs max to just make something beginning to end and if i hate it its ok i dont have to post it. But maybe i will and it could be fun! Sure i am too tired to properly do anything but idk, even making one post could give me excitement and hype for things i used to enjoy and something that isnt just real life and like job related.
To be fair i could also go for the much more guaranteed dopamine boost and play a video game ive been thinking of playing again for months. Sure i dunno which to choose and im not like super inclined to anything even tho i would like to play multiple of them again, just playing alone is a little boring i guess.
The more i spend just overthinking the quicker my sunday will be over and ill have to do next week and god knows ill be busy!! I should try drawing bc its there floating in my mind and could be easier to slip in into the day routine to do a little here and there rather than like, playing skyrim for 30 mins loll. Or oblivion bc for some reason ive been missing it. Or battlefront, even tho that is really hard to play without really trying my hardest and getting readjusted to the pace of it
Alright ok im gonna set up my digital art stuff, im gonna challenge myself to sketch something on theme for all the prompts and see what ends up catching my attention. If i can do 1 or even a couple of them thatd be really really neat!
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interview
zhongli / female reader smut fic
degrading, dirty talking
idk how to tag lol
vvvv vulgar i am ashamed
"fuck, zhongli—" you moaned pathetically as you felt his cock slide into you in a slow, gentle pace that absolutely drived you insane, your breath shallow yet heavy, with your back pressed against the cold, wooden surface of your shared apartment's dining table. your boyfriend had just come home from a job hunt, and was expecting a call from one of the places he had visited, so to pass some time, he had decided to have his dinner almost immediately upon his arrival, his dinner being you, in the table instead of the bedroom, and with how im using this analogy to describe him just eating you out for his meal, its rather appropriate to have it in the dining room in this context.
his hands were underneath your thighs that were dripping with hot sweat, keeping them hoisted up as his hips moved slowly and steadily, whines leaving your lips from the fucking tease he was being. a scowl crosses his face, and he bends down to sink his teeth on the soft flesh of the underside of your thigh, not caring when you let out a pained yelp. he knew you liked the pain, anyways.
"arent you being a greedy little slut right now? do you want me to ruin you that bad?" he pulls out of your dripping cunt until only the tip of his cock is in, and without any warning, slams it back in until he's ball deep inside you, your back arching when you feel his cock hit the deepest parts of you. your hands move up to claw on his toned, almost rock hard arms, leaving red marks in your wake as tears filled the corner of your eyes from the pleasure of the sudden movement that he kept repeating without giving you time to even catch your own breath.
"didn't i teach you how to fucking wait? just how deprived are you from cock, when you've just had it last night?" he growls into your skin before rutting into your cunt in a rough pace, the unanticipated action making you scream his name in ecstacy. you were already in cloud nine by this point- zhongli filled you up so good; so well to where you wouldnt even think of anything else but him and his cock. he messed you up in the best ways possible, and you knew you could never go back once you had a taste of him.
you could hear the belt around his pants clinking to the pace of his thrusts inside you, and the cold metal slamming against the back of your thigh added to the many sensations you were feeling, considering he didnt even bother taking off his own clothes except for his coat and blazer while he stripped you off of everything, with the exception of his favorite sweater that you had worn, seeing how much of his scent lingered in the cozy, soft fabric of it. he loved seeing you in his clothes, but the hem of the sweater, however, was already up to your neck to expose your chest that had been bouncing to the rhythm of his hips. the cold air made your nipples hard, but you barely cared.
he bends down, cups your right breast with one hand, and swirls his tongue flat around your hardened bud, his other hand keeping your legs up in place. your hands that were adorned with sweater paws reached up to stroke his hair, and he looked up with a smile, moving towards you to lock your lips together in a heated kiss that held an overflowing amount of passion for each other. well, it was like that until a sudden ring of someone's phone interrupted your kiss with zhongli.
he pulls away with a string of saliva connecting you and him, and he grabs the ringing phone from his pocket, checking the number and immediately answering it, not pulling away from you as he spoke.
"hello?" he asks with his usual deep and calming voice, as if he hadn't been fucking you into oblivion just a few seconds ago. he puts the phone on loud speaker, and listens to the caller's voice closely.
"hi! this is from the wangsheng funeral parlor. do you mind if we conduct the interview over the phone so you dont have to come over? we're pretty busy at the moment with the influx of interviews." what a cockblock, you thought. just as you were about to pull away, zhongli stands up straight and grabs your hips with one hand, keeping you in place as he turned off the loud speaker and held the phone to his ear, speaking in the most professional voice that shook your core when it reached your ears.
"sure, i dont mind. lets proceed immediately."
you looked up at him with a face expecting him to release you, as he was slowly pulling away until he was out, but you let out a loud yelp when he suddenly slams back in to stuff you full of his cock, the rhythm of his thrusts still steady and deep despite the talking he was doing over the phone.
you couldnt believe it. zhongli was fucking you in the dining table as he had his motherfucking job interview. what would happen if this shit went wrong? you clawed at his arms to grab his attention and make him stop, but he just stared down at you, and was silent for what felt like eternity, before he gave a hard slap to the side of your exposed thigh, his thrusts only getting faster each time you resisted.
you were trying your best not to let out any sounds, but the way his cock was hitting on the spots that made you feel the best was sending you to euphoria. he made you feel so good almost without effort, and this situation in general just turned you on. what if the person on the phone could hear the sounds you made? what if they could hear just how much sounds your cunt was making from how much it had been dripping for him, and only him?
you could have sworn you had came twice or even more, and yet his interview hasnt ended despite you already meeting your release multiple times. and even when you did, he didnt stop for one bit. he had no plans to, anyways. as he spoke about what might be best for the company as an answer to the question, he leans down to mark the skin around your collarbone with a bite, sucking it as if he were to excrete something sweet if he did it hard enough.
you feel something different yet familiar bubbling up your abdomen, and you knew you were about to reach your orgasm again, and since you couldnt take any more of it, you mouth to zhongli to stop, or at least slow down, desperation in your expression. his bright eyes, which seemed to darken, stared down on you as still fucking spoke with annoyance dripping in his voice as he answers, "i think we can negotiate my salary based on my skills and the value i bring to the company."
this was enough to tell you that the interviewer asked a stupid question, and that he was pissed about it, yet remained cool headed despite it. and to take the frustration out, he places the phone between his ear and shoulder, grabs your legs and hoists you up even higher than what you were usually used to, and plunges his cock even deeper into you to the point where you can see his tip poking out from your stomach, the new and foreign feeling making you clench around his cock to which he lets out a low, and deep grunt at.
with only a look towards you as your single warning, he slams down into your tight cunt, the sudden pleasure coursing through your veins in a rush that leaves you feeling lightheaded. you cover your mouth with your hands and scream through the fabric of his sweater, feeling yourself reach your high and release for who knows how many times you did ever since the damned call, your hands shaking from the immense sensation and pleasure zhongli had brought you tonight.
all that had happened, and yet he didnt even fucking stop.
you were an overstimulated mess, and as a last resort, you whine loudly to try and grab his attention for who knows how many times, wanting this to be over already. you couldnt stand holding back your voice, and you knew itd do more harm if they had heard you. but zhongli wasnt having any of it.
he places you back down on the table with him still inside you, grabs his phone with his left hand to hold it up to his ear, and uses his right hand to wrap it around your throat, squeezing the sides in a way he knows you love so much. you gasp when you feel his huge, rough hand around you, and as if that wasnt enough, his hips slam back into you, driving you into a quiet, drooling mess. your eyes rolled back, and amidst the silence, your body shook violently to try and get him off of you, your hole unable to handle any more of the overstimulation he drove you into.
you feel your mind going blank and hazy from the emotions and feelings you had been experiencing. the fear of being caught, the excitement of trying not to get caught, the pleasure of his cock filling you up to the brim, the overstimulation and high of your recent orgasm, and the lack of oxygen is throwing you into an overwhelmed state, and yet here you were, living for it.
your hips shake, and you squirt into his cock, feeling your own release dripping down your legs as you made a mess on the floor and on zhongli's skin. you feel your legs give in and drop to his sides, looking up at him as he continued speaking as if you werent even there. but even if he was acting that way, his lust filled eyes stared at you hungrily, his tongue swiping his lips in a manner that you'd think was purposely trying to rile you up.
"okay, i understand. i'll come in tomorrow, so please take care of me." and with that, he ends the call, and growls lowly, placing the phone beside you. he lifts up your legs, and leans in until your face is just centimeters away from you, a low growl emitting fron him as he spoke.
"just how much did you cum in under 20 minutes? did you enjoy it knowing we could get caught?" his hips rocks itself into you deeply, and stays in that position, your hips shaking. you could feel him fill you up to where your abdomen felt full of him and only him, and you looked up at him, whining at his words.
"fucking whore. you even made a mess on me. did it feel that good, doll?" he opens his mouth and crashes his lips on to yours, quickly moving down to bite the skin around the side of your throat where his hands once were, leaving marks on both sides. he moves up to whisper on your ear, his voice making you tremble as you felt his hot breath whispering such dirty words that you knew he was going to fulfill. guess you were staying at home tomorrow.
"ill make sure you cum all over my cock more tonight, so be a good girl and take me in well. are we clear?"
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not to be aha bad but
#personal#i think one of the worst things right now is the fact that the pieces fell together but in the worst way possible#i am so uncomfortable with myself for everything and i just hate being faced constantly that really all i have to do is just make the move#and ill never be anymore and there will be no more pain and i can just be done with a life that is so disillusioned and haphazard and#lost and exhausted with no real sense of direction outside of a career i cant picture myself actually being good at anymore and the only#thing that has stopped me is the people around me but now we've hit that critical point of realizing that even then in the grand scheme of#things im one person im one fleck of dust in the sand i am a fleeting moment and that if this fleeting moment were to fade away it would#suck for awhile and then what and then itd be fine even though it wouldnt be and i know that and for legal reasons this is a joke haha and#to be honest im not going to do anything because im so fucking scared of myself and ending my future oppurtunities and hurting everyone in#my life so like everythings fine but i dont know what to do because a tumblr#tag post is the best i can do other than just scream into oblivion because ive hit that point where my entire being is just vibrating with#emptiness and confusion and exhaustion and disgust and fear and feelings of being trapped and i dont know how to handle this without just#talking and going in circles and going no where but at least as long as its on something outside of my possession these thoughts i dont#have to address them because i dont know how and nothing feels real anymore and thats the critical point is when nothing feels real and i#just want and need to escape myself also because of how toxic i am handling this because im so fucking bad at just keeping it to myself and#i constantly need a feedback loop to confirm im not losing my fucking mind and that im not just making this up that my pain or whatever i#is visible which is frustrating because then im just a negative pos and i say things i shouldnt and i open up too much and i just#hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm#should i seek therapy? absolutely#am i going to do that? im unsure because i dont feel like i have the right to therapy and that all of this ive had coming and im feeling#these things for a reason of my own undoing.
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COBRA KAI SN 3 SPOILERS
Episode 1:
Can’t stand the fact that they’re trying to make Sam the victim, fuck the white bitch 😤. (okay yeah she’s kinda the victim but like she deserves to be blamed)
I can’t stand the fact that everybody keeps trying to make Robby the villain (ik he’s MIA, but the words they’re calling him make me wanna punt their asses into oblivion 🧎🏽♂️🏌️)
Episode 2:
Kreese is actually fucking sadistic wtf.
fuck men (esp. those that prey on young girls).
cops @ the prison rlly said: “I aint see nothin at all -👄-“.
wow so you can definitely see who is Johnny’s priority! Instead of continuing to look for his missing son, he went to go see Miguel🖕🏻.
and Miguel is like boohoo why’d this happen to me it’s all Johnny’s fault. Uh no it’s partially yours for accelerating the fight. Shouldn’t have gotten in the middle of a fight if you wanted to come out unharmed.
Robby blaming himself for everything and worry abt the others before himself is making me cry my eyes out pls 😭😖.
Daniel fucking Larusso rlly said let’s catch this scared teenage boy off guard and have a cop sneak up on him and arrest him
Episode 3:
I hate that Robby is in jail but he looks hot af
Not the LaRussos blaming Robby’s grudge on him being a teenage. Like you literally had a cop sneak up on a terrified kid and you expect him to take your calls???? I think tf not.
Sksks Sam rlly out here acting like Tory got angry outta nowhere and that she had no reason for being brutal. Yeah having a bad background doesn’t justify bullying but you kinda provoked her. YOU KISSED ANOTHER GIRL’S BOYFRIEND WHILE YOU HAD ONE OF YOUR OWN. SUCK IT UP AND SHUT UP LIL BABY.
Not Robby fighting with guys in prison over their comments abt Sam of all ppl 💀 she’s the reason you’re in there and she cheated, what the fuck are you defending her for?
sad puppy Robby is making me tear up shit I love him too much to see him in pain 😖
God I hate Eli. Imagine being jealous of not being able to creative enough to raise money for your friend so you resort to stealing the money from the only ones able to get money for him 💀.
“Douche clown” BAHAHA.
NOT JOHNNY MISSING OUT ON SEEING ROBBY BC HE WAS WITH MIGUEL HE COULD’VE CALLED AND LET HIM KNOW FUCK JOHNNY
Episode 4:
NOT JOHNNY ASSUMING THAT ROBBY IS THE ONE STARTING FIGHTS (reminds me of Jess and Rory from Gilmore Girls when she accused him of fighting with Dean when rlly he just got attacked by a bird)
I love that Robby is telling Johnny off like PERIODT KING GO OFF
Nah if some idiot wrecked my lego diagram that took me weeks to build, I’d knock him on his ass no hesitation. Idgaf if I got expelled
Not the counselor completely disregarding the fact that Dimitri’s project was wrecked
Every time Johnny enters Robby’s life, he just makes shit harder for him. I feel horrible for my bby
Kreese has a god complex & I wanna put him in the ground 🕳👨🏻🦽👩🏽🦯
Little miss princess got some anger issues oop
Not Johnny making a paralyzed kid get out of bed 💀
THOSE KIDS IN JUVIE BOUTA FEEL MY WRATH MFRS DISRESPECTING ROBBY MAKE ME WANNA SKSKSJSB
KREESE BETTER BACK THE EVERLOVING FUCK AWAY FROM MY BBY ROBBY I WILL NOT HESITATE TO RECREATE A CRIMINAL MINDS EPISODE WITH YOUR BODY GRANDPA DONT TEST ME
Episode 5:
Robby basically telling Kreese to fuck off and tell talk to “somebody who gives a shit” is everything to me I love him
Not Johnny using a sex magazine to motivate Miguel 🤢
If Robby gets back with Sam I will RIOT
Imagine taking pleasure from terrorizing others and children sksksk couldn’t be me
Damn it Robby you shouldn’t be fighting. It’s only gonna make your sentence worse bby. Ik he’s an asshole, but you gotta be the bigger man
The fight in the lazer tag place I- not even gonna comment
YAY MIGUEL GOT SOME MOVEMENT BACK IN HIS LEGS
POP OFF MRS. LARUSSO YOU PUT KREESE IN HIS PLACE
Episode 6:
I’m glad Eli is abt to get the vibe check he deserves
Miguel rlly should choose what he says more wisely like sir you can’t just tell the angry mentally unstable girl that she needs help sksksksk those are words of war to her
Oh Mrs. LaRusso getting in on the action lmao
Episode 7:
Damn Tory rlly wakes up every day and chooses violence uh it was a dream nvm
There’s no fooking way Miguel recovered from a spinal injury so quickly 🙄 also why’d they throw away the wheelchair??? That shit is expensive af
Imagine having a dad that actually feels genuinely bad for not keep up with your life SKSK couldn’t be me
I haven’t seen Robby in a hot minute and I’m getting pissed abt it.
I love when ppl tell Eli off. Gives me a diff kind of joy
tf is Eagle Fang sksksks
@ Kreese: Bye bitch 🥴
Episode 8:
THE DIFFERENCE BTWN THE THREE DOJOS IS SO FUNNY BAHAHAHAH
I cant believe they’re dicusssing Kreese when they’re abt to pick up Robby I- none of these men are fit to be stable father figured to him
Glad Robby told them to fuck off bc when the going gets tough, unfortunately, they will always choose someone else over Robby
But I’m all here for Miguel’s character development. Looks like soon I’ll have a total of 2 characters that I like on this show
NOT ROBBY DEFENDING SAM FOR CHEATING AND CALLING IT A MISTAKE PLS YOU ARE SO NAIVE SHUT UP SHES A STUPID GIRL WHO THINKS SHE CAN GET AWAY WITH EVERYTHING PLS OPEN YOUR EYES
Eyyy go off Miguel preach
Nvm fuck that. I’m glad Robby walked in on Miguel and Sam flirting so he could see she isn’t all she’s cracked up to be. I’m glad he’s telling them off. I just hate that they’re making him out to be a villain, AGAIN UGH
NO NO NO NO NO NO NO IF ONLY YALL COULD HEAR MY SCREAM OF ANGUISH WHEN ROBBY WALKED THROUGH THE DOORS OF COBRA KAI BABY NO YOURE THE GOOD GUY DONT GO WITH THE FUCKING PSYCHOTIC ASSHAT PLEASE
Episode 9:
Fuck fuck fuck I’m terrified for this episode
MERRY CHRISTMAS 🎄
oh shit Ali...
Trouble is in the air....
Miguel and Sam 🙄😀
Oh so Robby is back in his sn 1 wardrobe... 🤬
OH I SWEAR FOR FUCKS SAKE IF TORY AND ROBBY GET TOGETHER I WILL STOP WATCHING THIS SHOW FOR GOOD ISTG
PERIODT ROBBY DENY THE BEER A WISE DECISION
Not you making bad decisions again Robby smh we’re trying to keep you out of jail
I repeat... if Robby and Tory get together I am RIOTING
Fuck Johnny
Episode 10 - final episode:
I am the quintessential example of seething anger. If I was an anime character, I’d have steam coming out of my ears and a tic mark on my forehead smh
BAHAHAH DANIEL’S GLACES TO JOHNNY ARE SENDING ME
Tory has got some anger issues that surpass even my own, and that’s saying something
Also why tf are they fighting in Sam’s house??? Like I don’t like her but thats not only trespassing passing on private property, but the damages they’re causing are gonna cost a buttload
I’m just glad that Robby isn’t there to fight. Thank you bby
I LOVE THE MUSIC IN THE FIGHT SCENE WE LOVE SOME ROCK CHRISTMAS INSTRUMENTALS
I love the fact that Eli is realizing how fucking stupid he’s been acting
NO ROBBY DONT FIGHT JOHNNY YOU DONT KNOW THE FULL PICTURE BABY STOP BEING FUCKING DUMB
NO JOHNNY THREW ROBBY INTO THE LOCKERS FUCK IS HE OKAY IS BABY OKAY
DONT EVEN THINK ABOUT IT KREESE DONT PICK IT UP YOU GERIATRIC ASSWIPE
NO ROBBY IS FULLY UNCONSCIOUS FUCK IF I WAS THERE I WOULD BE ABLE TO HELP BC IM FIRST AID TRAINED AND CPR CERTIFIED CALL 911 JOHNNY
YAY DANIEL TO THE RESCUE
I’m still crying over Robby fuck
Everybody over here hashing shit out and Robby is inside the dojo like X👄X
NVM HES OKAY HES WALKING IT OFF
NO GO BACK TO FUCKING SLEEP BITCH BC YOURE STILL NOT THINKING STRAIGHT WHY ARE YOU STILL WITH KREESE GOD FUCKING DAMN IT
Anyways all in all, fuck season 3 gn
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So stereotypical- jacob elordi
No warnings or tags
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I jumped into a high toe touch waving my green and yellow pom-poms in the air, yelling at the top of my lungs "Go leopards go!" , they were a few points away from winning the game.
The crowd grew in volume as the team worked there way to the touchdown line.
The stadium went silent and the tension was so thick that you could cut it with a knife, everyone was on the edge of there seats, watching the one football player, #25 make his way to the touchdown line, i began to bite my fingernails. We needed to win this game.
Thats when he scored the touchdown, the leopard allies went wild, people were ringing bells and the football players were doing chest bumps. Another L for the Lions.
I clapped my pom-poms and did a back flip, cheering with joy.
After a few minutes of celebration people began to leave, that was my cue.
"Come on girls, back to the locker rooms." I said to my fellow cheermates, the all followed me in a single filed order, back to the locker rooms to change.
(tiny time skip)
It was pretty dark, 11:00 pm to be exact, It was an away game and when you have busy parents they will never be able to show, so i have to drive myself. I always had a strange feeling in my guts when it came to walking in dark parking lots but like hey woman things.
I opened my car door and threw my cheer bag in the passenger seat, thats when i heard a voice call for me, i turned around and saw Jacob, the head of the football team, "#25" he was sitting in the back of his truck, drinking a beer.
Jacobs P.O.V
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"Hey." I called out to the pretty girl, she turned her head and looked at me, her eyes widened and her expression grew confused. "Yea I'm talking to you." I would give her a light smirk assuring her that im not some crazy person.
"Hi Jacob." She would come up to me giving me a light smile, "Want a beer? I know your tired" I offered her a beer, "Oh no , I dont drink beer." She waved her hand at it in disapproval.
"I have White Claw if that suits your interest, Princess." A cute, angry face grew, "Im not a princess." I nodded sarcastically and laughed.
She took a seat next to me, snatching the White claw from my hand, I chuckled. "Nice game today." She nudged my elbow "Thanks" i say. The silence was killing me softly.
She then popped open the drink, it let out a loud "szzz" until some of it spilled on her sweatpants and shirt. "Shit." She mumbled frustrated.
We both went to grab the towel, making our hands meet, "Sorry." I apologize, beginning to blush, her hand felt like silk and was small and cute, i could fiddle with her fingers all day. She started to wipe off her hands and her pants and shirt, drying it of the liquids.
"I dont think i really remember your name." I question her, "Was it Y/n" i say with a questionable tone in my voice, she then nodded and gave me a smirk.
"Oh yea! Your in my chemistry class! i copy off your work all the time." I giggle, "Well i suck in that class so good luck." She stated with a small chuckle.
"But you always get good grades in that class, i dont understand." I commented, "I have my ways." she went to sip her drink.
My mind began to ponder, what the fuck does she do to maintain a 95+ thats when it hit, "Oh my god do you suck the teachers dick?" I scrunched my nose in disgust, our chemistry teacher was old and grainy, his dick must be old and shriveled up to. "NO, My parents are very good with there words.." She claimed.
I didn't buy it, not for a second. "You liar you deep throat his dick every day just to keep a good grade." I snapped at her, " And so what if i fucking did, its working aye!" She argued back.
feisty, i like her.
"I already told you my parents are lawyers and lawyers have a great way with there words." she recited, "Okay." I chuckled, finishing off my beer.
The silence grew again.
I glanced at her and examined her body a bit she was shivering and her cheeks were red, the wind blew cold air right at her and her tiny body couldn't take it .
"Here" I turned behind me and grabbed the large blue fleece blanket, wrapping it around her. "Aren't you cold?" She says in a worried tone, i looked her deep into her big eyes, they were full of worry and care.
"Ill be fine." continuing to take another sip of my second beer I was actually really cold but i didn't want to invade her personal space or force myself onto her, The last thing i wanted was for her to become uncomfortable around me.
"You should go easy on those." she said taking the bottle from me. "You need to stay sober and drive."
I loved how she tried to make it seem like she didn't care but she actually cares, a-lot, she reminds me of.. me.
I tried to hide my shivers but that failed tremendously, "Dude just take the blanket with me." She said opening her arms.
I scooted into her arms and she attempted to put the blanket over me, i was twice her size , it was cute watching her throw the blanket over my shoulder repeatedly.
"How about we lay down instead." I said with a light chuckle, "Please." she insisted.
We laid on the back of the truck looking at the beautiful stars in the sky, it was like those teenage indie movies but better acting.
"Even though we just had our proper introduction, i really like you, i can kinda see myself through you." I said in a sincere and empathetic tone.
She turned to me and looked at me with those beautiful eyes, i stared right back at her, "You make me feel safe." her glance went down to my lips then back at my eyes.
The moonlight hit her skin, making it glitter and glow, her lips were pink and plump and kissable, her hair was as soft as silk. Her eyes were dark and full of mystery.
I couldn't resist not kissing her, it was a small smooch before i pulled back. Hoping she would consent to it.
She swiftly leaned in for a longer, more intense and passionate kiss, who knew i would kiss a girl i barely knew for atleast an hour, but at the same time it felt like we have been talking for years before.
I began to tower myself over her, the pace of the kiss quickening, i lightly grabbed her neck and began to kiss around her ears, she let out a light, and sexy moan.
"Do you want me to slow down?" i say with heavy breaths following, "No." she says , attaching her rosy and sweet lips back onto mines.
I lowered my grip down to her full, breasts.
"Please~" she softly begged with a neck roll, the need was filling her up fastly, to keep up I took off the great sweatshirt she had on, revealing her perfect boobs, covered with a dark green laced bra.
We were really about to have sex in a empty parking lot in the back of a black truck, with no regards.
I went behind her and detached the bra with 1 hand, letting it come lose, I connected my mouth to one of her boobs, she let out a whimper as i plastered bright red hickeys all around it.
"Are you a virgin?" I ask, unbuckling my pants. She nods her head no, i give her a mischievous smirk before i tower myself over her again.
I smoothly slid down her pants, following her panties, she gave my sexy and hungry stare which made me even harder.
I threw the blanket over us for some.. privacy, then i slid into her, she let out a gasp at my size. I felt her hands dig into my back as she moaned into my ear, every stroke i gave her.
I began picking up speed, I grabbed her neck with a tight grip and whispered dirty things into her ear, "You feel that baby?" I say sitting up, holding her legs open, i could feel her wanting to close them from embarrassment of how much she enjoyed it, but i held them wide open. She whimpered as she felt like she had no control.
I pressed onto her pelvis area, i could almost feel my dick inside of her.
While she was in a vulnerable position i took the chance to start rubbing her sensitive clit with my thumb, Her breath hitched at the pain so pleasurable.
I pulled out then flipped her around in a swift motion, she let out a squeal from being so startled.
I slapped her bare ass, it jiggled and left a bright red hand print on it in response. I slowly re-entered myself back into her tight insides. I put my hands on her waist to arch her back, giving me a deeper thrust right onto her g-spot, the sound of her cheeks clapping and her screams filled the air.
"Fuck me!~" She would yell in a deeper more erotic tone, I could tell and feel that she was close to cumming. Her insides tightened, perfectly hugging itself around my cock.
"Im gonna-" She said before abruptly stopping herself from throwing her ass back onto me, her legs began shaking and her whole body was trembling "Fuuc-" She said with a gasp, i smirked mischievously as i watched her turn into a slutty mess.
I slowed down for a bit to make sure she didn't get over-stimulated, allowing herself to calm down so we could continue.
I lifted her by her throat, sliding my two long fingers down her throat making her gag, "Suck." i would forcefully demand, she obeyed.
I started to pick up speed once again, i was getting closer to my breaking point. She could tell because she began tightening herself onto me, I couldn't take it any more, I put her back on all fours then grabbed onto her waist again, beginning to pound her into oblivion.
"Fuck!" I would grunt as she squirted all over me, My thrusts became unbelievably sloppy, "Cum in me~" She would politely ask.
After a few more deep and rough pounds i unleashed all of my creamy cum into her, I could barely breathe from the pain of that, but it felt so amazing.
I pulled out of her the juices dripped all over the back of the truck. Tired, I hunched over her, laying my head on her back, trying to catch a breather from what we just did.
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hello there! i was tagged by @ratboyloki to do some games!! ty <3<3<3
rules : spell your url with song titles and tag 10 people.
G - gec 2 ü remix // 100 gecs and Dorian Electra
O - Oblivion // hatsune miku Grimes
L - Love Will Tear Us Apart // Joy Division
D - Dance For Me // Superjava
D - Dead! // My Chemical Romance
P - Problems // Mother Mother
L - Last Dance // The Cure
A - Akasaka Sad // Rina Sawayama
T - Tiger Teeth // WALK THE MOON
E - Exit Music (For a Film) // Radiohead
D - Drunk Drivers/Killer Whales // Car Seat Headrest
D - Dead on Arrival // Fall Out Boy
quarantine asks :
•where are you isolated ??
im back home with my parents and sister.
•what are you currently reading or watching ??
watching : idk i just finished Haikyuu and Fleabag so im empty rn
reading : The Plague by Albert Camus (which was not a smart idea considering. the world rn)
•if you can go outside, what do you like to do during this time ??
i like to go on walks (with facemask obvi) and go on drives too
•any fascinating concept you’re studying ??
im really into linguistics right now idk its fun to think about and a nice break from like. 3 years of neuro-related classes
•what kind of acts of creativity / forms of art are you currently doing ??
drawing....trying to make my animal crossing island look nice
•a song that resonates with your state of mind at the moment ??
california by grimes.......
•favourite impulsive / “bad” coping techniques ??
sleeping all day, we*d but i dont have any rn so :///
•favourite healthy / “good” coping techniques ??
drawing!! going on walks/drives, listening to tunes and singing real loud
rules : bold everything that applies to you & tag 10 people you’d like to get to know better.
A P P E A R A N C E
i’m over 5′5″. i wear glasses / contacts. i have blonde hair (half). i prefer loose clothing to tight clothing. i have one or more piercings. i have at least one tattoo. i have blue / green eyes. i have dyed or highlighted my hair. i have gotten plastic surgery. i have or had braces. i sunburn easily. i have freckles. i paint my nails. i typically wear makeup. i don’t often smile. i am pleased with how i look. i prefer nike to adidas. i wear baseball hats backwards.
H O B B I E S A N D T A L E N T S
i play a sport. i can play an instrument. i am artistic. i know more than one language. i have won a trophy in some sort of competition. i can cook or bake without a recipe. i know how to swim. i enjoy writing. i can do origami. i prefer movies to tv shows. i can execute a perfect somersault. i enjoy singing. i could survive in the wild on my own. i have read a new book series this year. i enjoy spending time with friends. i travel during school or work breaks. i can do a handstand.
R E L A T I O N S H I P S
i am in a relationship. i have been single for over a year. i have a crush. i have a best friend i have known for ten years. my parents are together. i have dated my best friend. i am adopted. my crush has confessed to me. i have a long distance relationship. i am an only child. i give advice to my friends. i have made an online friend. i met up with someone i have met online.
A E S T H E T I C S
i have heard the ocean in a conch shell. i have watched the sunrise. i enjoy rainy days. i have slept under the stars. i meditate outside. the sound of chirping calms me. i enjoy the smell of the beach. i know what snow tastes like. i listen to music to fall asleep. i enjoy thunderstorms. i enjoy cloud watching. i have attended a bonfire. i pay close attention to colors. i find mystery in the ocean. i enjoy hiking on nature paths. autumn is my favorite season.
M I S C E L L A N E O U S
i can fall asleep in a moving vehicle. i am the mom friend. i live by a certain quote. i like the smell of sharpies. i am involved in extracurricular activities. i enjoy mexican food {a given}. i can drive a stick-shift. i believe in true love. i make up scenarios to fall asleep. i sing in the shower. i wish i lived in a video game. i have a canopy above my bed. i am multiracial. i am a redhead. i own at least three dogs.
i’m tagging @moonnddust @tonyrights @reaumantic @lokisfatpussy @shrimpcolors @vampgf @thranduilsbitchboy @pyropian @flower-femme @dorotheawlw @soumic @noobmaster69loki @jobaisnotreal
and anyone else who wants to do all/some of these ask games
#tag games#mutuals#as always ask me if you dont wanna be tagged#and als u doont have to do it i just like you guys#<33#alysa.txt
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50 questions you’ve never been asked
i’ve been tagged by the lovely human @marauders-groupie so i will do it for her
What is the color of your hairbrush? boring white but it has glitters in it
Name a food you never eat? eggs which always seems to shock people
Are you typically too warm or too cold? am i just the right temperature baby but if i had to pick one probably warm?
What were you doing 45 minutes ago? dragging j*ssica h*rmon to filth on multiple social media platforms and reconsidering each and every of my life choices that have led me to stan a show with a cast from hell
What is your favorite candy bar? if i had to pick a kitkat, or if bueno counts im going with bueno.
Have you ever been to a professional sports event? hmm for my lifeguarding job ive been to a lot of events so if thats a thing then yeah
What is the last thing you said out loud? “een block kan ie krijgen” which is basically me saying my useless father can fuck off back into oblivion<3
What is your favorite ice cream? EVERYTHING EXCEPT CHOCOLATE AND BLACK SESAM<3
What was the last thing you had to drink? coke
Do you like your wallet? i.. dont have one
What was the last thing you ate? chocolate chip cookie
Did you buy any new clothes last weekend? noooo im tryna limit everything i buy cuz i have so much stuff and i need to safe money and like the environment?
The last sporting event you watched? actually it was rugby i think i did it for kisha
What is your favorite flavor of popcorn? sweet
Who is the last person you sent a text message to? samm we were both ranting about how much the 100 cast deserves early on-set baldness safe from like three exceptions
Ever go camping? no not for real camping bugs scare me but i love nature so maybe i should try it someday. would love to go camping in canada
Do you take vitamins? no
Do you go to church every Sunday? absolutely not
Do you have a tan? nope
Do you prefer Chinese food or pizza? chinese i only like a very specific kind of pizza
Do you drink your soda with a straw? sometimes
What color socks do you usually wear? multicolored
Do you ever drive above the speed limit? sometimes but max 5 km/h
What terrifies you? the state of the world and the desensitivity of humanity. and s7 of the 100
Look to your left, what do you see? a wall
What chore do you hate? dishes i hate touching wet stuff and especially wet food is a phobia
What do you think of when you hear an Australian accent? a few things cross my mind. bob and eliza. crocodiles? the girl from the bachelor pretending she had an accent to be interesting.
What’s your favorite soda? coca cola. used to be addicted but these days ive been toning down
Do you go in a fast food place or just hit the drive-thrus? drive thru or takeout
Who’s the last person you talked to? my mom, about my dad bugging me
Favorite cut of beef? uhm like? steak? idk what this question means
Last song you listened to? poison and wine by the civil wars while breaking down over bellarke
Last book you read? life of the party by olivia gatwood but its more poetry then fiction but its a book!
Favorite day of the week? usually friday i think
Can you say the alphabet backwards? in what world would that be a useful skill?
How do you like your coffee? i dont
Favorite pair of shoes? i have these really cute snakeprint neon heels i wanna bust out someday soon
The time you normally go to sleep? NORMALLY? well i work in shifts so thats not really a question i can answer but i’d say usually 2-3 am or even later. or i dont sleep at all. or i sleep all day.
The time you normally get up? again i work shifts so ranges from 05:00am to 12pm to 09pm.
What do you prefer, sunrise or sunsets? sunsets. i just enjoy nighttime
How many blankets on your bed? uhm like seventeen i have a lot of primark blankets with different patterns
Describe your kitchen plates: brown and white
Do you have a favorite alcoholic beverage? i love red vodka redbull but thats like crack cocaine and then i’ll just end up crying over bellarke for four hours so i try to keep it to a bare minimum
Do you play cards? no sometimes uno? does that count?
What color is your car? black unfortuntately i wanted a cool color
Can you change a tire? no
Your favorite province? whats a province? cant be assed to google it so im going with country and i really love indonesia
Favorite job you’ve ever had? the one i have now for the job itself but i really loved lifeguarding because of all my coworkers who i loved dearly
How did you get your biggest scar? biggest scar... probably from an iron i walked into when i was like 8 its on my stomach
What did you do today that made someone else happy? made some people laugh during desperate times that are t100 cast opening their mouths when it costs zero dollars to stay quiet so there’s that<3
I’m tagging: @obviesbellarke @wolfheartgirl @probably-voldemort @talistheintrovert anyone else who wants?
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tumblargh literally cant find my tags to replace them so i have to do this shit manually i guess? fun. anyway im just reformatting them so dont mind the copy/paste.
` ♰ friends. ⁞ death is out hunting. ◞
` ♰ psa. ⁞ intentions known ‚ i won’t resist. ◞
` ♰ ship aes. ⁞ mending the pain inside your head. ◞
` ♰ megan. ⁞ lay them to rest on their death bed. ◞
` ♰ travis. ⁞ i’ll be your friend just for tonight. ◞
` ♰ promo. ⁞ let your demons die. ◞
` ♰ out of. ⁞ shameless sal fisher apologist. ◞
` ♰ ic. ⁞ so i alone will be left surviving. ◞
` ♰ main v1. ⁞ the bologna incident. ◞
` ♰ main v2. ⁞ in this life or the next. ◞
` ♰ crack. ⁞ like some kind of ghostnabber. ◞
` ♰ answered. ⁞ there wasn’t any other way. ◞
` ♰ inbox. ⁞ just beyond the fog. ◞
` ♰ about. ⁞ static surrounds my mind. ◞
` ♰ chara study. ⁞ standing at the threshold of oblivion. ◞
` ♰ aes. ⁞ god-awful dread in my heart. ◞
` ♰ dash com. ⁞ scream until the sky breaks apart. ◞
` ♰ save. ⁞ souls destroyed beyond repair. ◞
` ♰ sp. ⁞ someday i’ll make it out of here. ◞
` ♰ queue. ⁞ 18:33. ◞
` ♰ self. ⁞ born beyond death itself. ◞
` ♰ larry. ⁞ please come back to life. ◞
` ♰ ash. ⁞ she did all that she could. ◞
` ♰ todd. ⁞ one of the kindest people i know. ◞
` ♰ audio. ⁞ show me what i can’t see. ◞
` ♰ four horsemen. ⁞ march on little sinners. ◞
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Sneak Peak: Birthday wishes (Beckett x MC)
Author’s note: This is short sneak peak in my new story that will be out in the next couple of days. This my interpretation of what Beckett may do before Birthday party with their friends. Also this is based on the prompt I received from @darley1101 like ages ago 113: “ Where did all these puppies come from?” I hope you will like interpretation I wrote.
Also big thanks to @fluffy-marshmallow-heart who kindly listened to my mumbling and rode the pieces I send her.
Taggs: @boneandfur @darley1101 @elles-choices @fluffy-marshmallow-heart @tmarie82 @walkerismychoice @feartheendlesssummer @too-many-choices-too-little-time @scgdoeswhat @littleblossom-18 @damienazarionos @harrington-sinclaire
Maeve ran through the field of shining flowers, her long golden hairs bouncing and light summer dress fluttering in the wind. This was the first time in months, when she was truly happy: no pressure from exams and study, no nightmares and shadow monsters, but more importantly she had a person who loved her the way she is with all her flaws and baggage. And he had asked her to meet him at their secret spot where he showed her for the first time the golden potion’s miracle.
Easily, she ran up to the bridge filled with sunlight. Golden sunbeams bounced off the bridge rails as if playing “tag” game with each other. Maeve smiled gently noticing lonely figure leaning against the bridge beam looking in the shimmering waters. He was deeply absorbed in his thoughts, fiddling with something nervously, totally oblivion to the fact that he is not alone anymore.
- Guess who, - murmured Maeve softly, stealing up from behind and covering his eyes. Her warm breath caressing his skin, her lips are close to his ear grazing along earlobe. She can feel how his breath hitches and pulse quickens from the simple touch.
- Hey, Birthday girl, - he whispers gently, taking her hands in his and turning to face her, encircling his arms around her slim waist and pressing soft kiss to her lips curled in the smile.
- So why did you wanted to see me? And don’t tell me that you simply missed me. I will never buy that the Beckett Harrington we all know and love would ditch his study time to spend it with his girlfriend just for simple pleasure to see her.
- What??? Why…? - he stumbles over his words, - And for your information I… I missed you in fact, - he could feel the blush rising up his cheeks from his hasty confession.
- Beckett, what are you up to, - purred Maeve raising her brow in warning, - Do you really think I didn’t noticed everyone’s strange behaviour this whole week? - she smiled at him seductively, biting her lower lip and slightly tilting her head to the side letting her hair to flow over her shoulder.
- Shit, - muttered Beckett under his breath, his lips parted and his eyes following her rosy tongue running over hers seductively, - I told her you will noticed and I’m not the best distraction, but Shreya insisted, - he whispered guiltily, dropping his head, but still following the tip of her tongue tracing the outline of lips making them to glisten, - Are you angry?
- Do I look like one? - spoke she with mischievous smile, - besides, whatever you planned will give me the opportunity to spend today with you. You … you did not change your mind because I saw through you? Didn’t you, - anxiously asked she, looking up at him with eyes full of hope.
- Mae, I definitely didn’t change my mind. And I missed you so much, - breathy whispered Beckett to her ear and than kissing her on the lips softly, - Besides, I have planned something just for you. I hope this will make some of your birthday wishes to come true, - he murmured.
- I missed you, - spoke Maeve closing her eyes, her head safely tucked under Beckett’s chin and his hands firmly enclosed around her waist. She wanted to stay in this moment forever closely pressed to him, inhaling his scent. But before she could protest, he gently released her from his embrace placing soft kiss to her forehead and taking her hand in his, interwinding their fingers.
- Follow me, - and before she can say anything, he gently tugged her after him to the shimmering gold portal in front of them. When they come through it to the other side she blinked from the bright light filling all space and dazzling with its brightness. Her breath caught in awe, when she started to take in her surroundings. She looked at the miles of sand and ocean in front of her. The sand was softly golden, warm and comforting. The turquoise ocean was stretched in every direction to the horizon, gently caressing the shore. The bright blue sky was filled with sunlight and falling into the ocean was breaking into a mosaic of reflected colours. Her eyes got wider, while her face lit with happiness and sparks of recognition flew straight through her.
- Where are we? Are we…?, - she asked, her voice shaking and her eyes veiled with tears, when childhood memories start to flood her.
- This is Aruland, - he replied softly tucking strand of hair behind her ear and brushing the tears from her eyes with his thumb.
- How do you…, - her voice almost breaking from overpowering emotions and she cannot complete her sentence.
- I… I may have spoke with Shreya and Professor Swan, - confessed Beckett looking guiltily, - if you don’t like here, we can…
- No, - he quickly interrupted him, - I love here. This place… this place reminds me of my parents, they used to bring us here before everything bad happened. I loved there. I just… I never thought that I will see this place ever again. Thank you.
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get to know me tag!
tagged by @literalite (thank u lamer clone!) n im not tagging anyone bc.............. every1 i think i know has already been tagged so thats calm, there r 125 questions below!
1. WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME? Pat[REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED]
2. WHAT IS YOUR NICKNAME? pat
3. BIRTHDAY? 23rd of nov!!!!! <3 (2001)
4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE BOOK SERIES? hmhmhnnnn,,,,, lotr, the hobbit, harry potter, anything from the grishaverse,,, idk man i like books a lot,,, the raven cycle,,, hnmgmg,,
5. DO YOU BELIEVE IN ALIENS OR GHOSTS? aliens 100% i believe in them! ghosts? i mean... i half kind of do half dont but my kind of ghost aint the same as the usual idea of a ghost yanno? mine r nicer <3
6. WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE AUTHOR? leigh bardugo, tolkien, i would say j.k rowling but shes trash! her books r good tho ://
7. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE RADIO STATION? ??? idk so im gon pretend this means podcast and in that case im listening to the black tapes rn!
8. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE FLAVOR OF ANYTHING? matcha or strawberry!!!!!!
9. WHAT WORD WOULD YOU USE OFTEN TO DESCRIBE SOMETHING GREAT OR WONDERFUL? thats swag (i began using it ironically but now i cant stop)
10. WHAT IS YOUR CURRENT FAVORITE SONG? uhhh eve or the wonderful world by mark joshua! orrr shiloh by little chief!!
11. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE WORD? grinned
12. WHAT WAS THE LAST SONG YOU LISTENED TO? walking back to georgia by jim croce
13. WHAT TV SHOW WOULD YOU RECOMMEND FOR EVERYBODY TO WATCH? honestly.... drop dead diva... im sorry.... but tbh i dont watch tv all that often!! ACTUALLUY HECK i would def recommend merlin the bbc tv series and ofc sherlock the tv series but keep in mind both those recs will rip out your heart MULTIPLE times,
14. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE MOVIE TO WATCH WHEN YOU’RE FEELING DOWN? .......... im down all the time lolol but tbh all the harry potter films + the 1st fantastic beasts movie, all the lotr films and all the hobbit films AND sherlock both the rdj and jude law films and then the bbc sherlock christmas special the abominable bride
15. DO YOU PLAY VIDEO GAMES? yah! my all time favourite game is tes oblivion!! it has been my fav since i was 6!
16. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR? my life not working out the way i want to!! i want my life to be happy and long and spent with the people i love and not having 2 worry abt money or health!!!
17. WHAT IS YOUR BEST QUALITY, IN YOUR OPINION? i think maybe my ability to find everything funny??
18. WHAT IS YOUR WORST QUALITY, IN YOUR OPINION? my temper is beyond vicious honestly like im not kidding my temper is.... disgusting
19. DO YOU LIKE CATS OR DOGS BETTER? birds
20. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SEASON? winter
21. ARE YOU IN A RELATIONSHIP? nah!
22. WHAT IS SOMETHING YOU MISS FROM YOUR CHILDHOOD? im still a kid im only 17!!! and uh,, i miss the innocence!! i miss being oblivious!!
23. WHO IS YOUR BEST FRIEND? i dont have one!
24. WHAT IS YOUR EYE COLOR? brownn w/ a bit of green!
25. WHAT IS YOUR HAIR COLOR? dark brown!
26. WHO IS SOMEONE YOU LOVE? my parents and my family!
27. WHO IS SOMEONE YOU TRUST? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
28. WHO IS SOMEONE YOU THINK ABOUT OFTEN? jude law, sebastian stan, emma stone
29. ARE YOU CURRENTLY EXCITED ABOUT/FOR SOMETHING? back to school shopping!! also i get to eat fried chicken and cheesecake tonight because even tho my birthday was yesterday im celebrating it today!!!!
30. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST OBSESSION? stationery??? video games?? FOOD??
31. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE TV SHOW AS A CHILD? jane and the dragon!
32. WHO OF THE OPPOSITE GENDER CAN YOU TELL ANYTHING TO, IF ANYONE? i dont know what a male is sorry
33. ARE YOU SUPERSTITIOUS? a baby bit only
34. DO YOU HAVE ANY UNUSUAL PHOBIAS? n’aw i dont think so!
35. DO YOU PREFER TO BE IN FRONT OF THE CAMERA OR BEHIND IT? i mean... if i weren’t as ugly as i am id love to be in front of a camera doing fun acting stuff or whatnot! but bc i am ugly im usually behind the camera + i do film at school!
36. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE HOBBY? lettering/calligraphy!
37. WHAT WAS THE LAST BOOK YOU READ? what if its us by becky abertalli + adam silvera (its so cute but the ending was.... not satisfactory...)
38. WHAT WAS THE LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? fantastic beasts the crimes of grindelwald!!!
39. WHAT MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS DO YOU PLAY, IF ANY? used 2 play piano, accordion, and violin! but i dont do tht anymore!
40. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ANIMAL? bird!!
41. WHAT ARE YOUR TOP 5 FAVORITE TUMBLR BLOGS THAT YOU FOLLOW? too many 2 pick from !!! im srry!
42. WHAT SUPERPOWER DO YOU WISH YOU HAD? gdgs all of them!!!!! maybe the power to warp reality bc i could do anything then?? a reality where im married to jude law or emma stone? done, a reality where i have all the powers in the world? done
43. WHEN AND WHERE DO YOU FEEL MOST AT PEACE? a cliff somewhere where its cold and the water is vicious underneath!
44. WHAT MAKES YOU SMILE? babies, animals, happy couples, pregnant people, old people, a lot of things really!
45. WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY, IF ANY? i used 2 do karate but now i dont do sports!
46. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE DRINK? idfsng idk! strawberry milkshake maybe?? matcha boba??? milk!!
47. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU WROTE A HAND-WRITTEN LETTER OR NOTE TO SOMEBODY? last week!!! i love handwriting!
48. ARE YOU AFRAID OF HEIGHTS? nah!
49. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST PET PEEVE? ppl who r rude for no reason and also ppl at school who just pick on other ppl for no reason looking at you rahni teagan and the other f*ckheads!!! hope u die literally i know thats a horrible thing to say but you all deserve it
50. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN TO A CONCERT? i went to two twenty one pilot concerts!! the first one was in the forum in melbourne and then the other one was a few years or one year later and it was in a sold out stadium!! both were in the mosh! and then idk if this counts as a concert but i went to and did the meet and greet for dan and phil’s first tour! i dont like them anymore tho ! ://
51. ARE YOU VEGAN/VEGETARIAN? no way in HELL!!!!
52. WHEN YOU WERE LITTLE, WHAT DID YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GREW UP? a lot of things!!! famous actress, spy, war general, prime minister, pro wrestler, explorer, cartographer, filmmaker, architect, interior designer, dragon, PIRATE
53. WHAT FICTIONAL WORLD WOULD YOU LIKE TO LIVE IN? i know this is a bad idea but honestly the harry potter universe PROVIDED i had magic!! bc like,,, yah
54. WHAT IS SOMETHING YOU WORRY ABOUT? a lot of things! my future mainly lol :(
55. ARE YOU SCARED OF THE DARK? no but i gotta say sometimes in the middle of the night when i wake up and the undefined shape my clothes sitting on my desk chair looks like That i get a bit worried yanno it looks like a demon im not gonna lie
56. DO YOU LIKE TO SING? ya but i dont htink im any good at it!
57. HAVE YOU EVER SKIPPED SCHOOL? only due to sickness, funerals, or holidays!
58. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PLACE ON THE PLANET? my house! OR the cliffs of moher :o)
59. WHERE WOULD YOU LIKE TO LIVE? in some old old old european castle in the middle of nowhere on a mountain and next to the sea
60. DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS? nuu :( but i do feed a lot of birds that come to my house and ive named them and love them even if the lorikeets dont love me back which is fine!!!! :(
61. ARE YOU MORE OF AN EARLY BIRD OR A NIGHT OWL? early bird i guess
62. DO YOU LIKE SUNRISES OR SUNSETS BETTER? sunsets??
63. DO YOU KNOW HOW TO DRIVE? yes! but i dont have my full lisence only my learner’s permit!!
64. DO YOU PREFER EARBUDS OR HEADPHONES? headphones (noise cancelling!!)
65. HAVE YOU EVER HAD BRACES? yup!! they were green!!
66. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE GENRE OF MUSIC? soft rock, indie folk, indie-everything mainly except for indie-rock,,, country music dont hate my i love country music as long as its certain country music!! aint having none of this keith urban rubbish in my house!! we only listen 2 the james taylor brand of country music in this house!!! so i guess country folk. folk music in general is my jam!!! i love ballads as well and ofc blues!! theres so many more jbdsgjbas but i cant possibly list all of it!!!
67. WHO IS YOUR HERO? the idea of me living out the future i want if that makes sense!
68. DO YOU READ COMIC BOOKS? yah!!
69. WHAT MAKES YOU THE MOST ANGRY? a lot of things honestly!!!! 2 many to list im really passionate!
70. DO YOU PREFER TO READ ON AN ELECTRONIC DEVICE OR WITH A REAL BOOK? real book but i read more on electronic devices bc its easy and i dont have to worry about lights !!
71. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL? idk!!!!!!!! maybe history!
72. DO YOU HAVE ANY SIBLINGS? nup!! im an only child thanK GOD
73. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU BOUGHT? movie tickets to crimes against grindelwald last night!!
74. HOW TALL ARE YOU? i think im like 176cm??
75. CAN YOU COOK? only if i have a recipe! but i can make really good drinks (non alcoholic ofc!!)
76. WHAT ARE THREE THINGS THAT YOU LOVE? rainy weather, good literature, my family
77. WHAT ARE THREE THINGS THAT YOU HATE? hubris, wrath, pococurantism
78. DO YOU HAVE MORE FEMALE FRIENDS OR MORE MALE FRIENDS? female
79. WHAT IS YOUR SEXUAL ORIENTATION? ?????????? who knows
80. WHERE DO YOU CURRENTLY LIVE? australia!!
81. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TEXTED? my group chat
82. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED? my birthday yesterday lol
83. WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE YOUTUBER? dont want youtube tht much anymore tbh
84. DO YOU LIKE TO TAKE SELFIES? nah
85. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE APP? procreate
86. WHAT IS YOUR RELATIONSHIP WITH YOUR PARENT(S) LIKE? incredibly close with both parents but fight with my dad like cats n dogs
87. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE FOREIGN ACCENT? irish or strong strong american or posh english also scottish
88. WHAT IS A PLACE THAT YOU’VE NEVER BEEN TO, BUT YOU WANT TO VISIT? israel, republic of ireland, and so many more places like nksgskbgs i cant list them also all the nordic countries
89. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE NUMBER? 3
90. CAN YOU JUGGLE? no
91. ARE YOU RELIGIOUS? nah
92. DO YOU FIND OUTER SPACE OF THE DEEP OCEAN TO BE MORE INTERESTING? both!!!!!!
93. DO YOU CONSIDER YOURSELF TO BE A DAREDEVIL? daring in terms of i like to do things that could potentially kill me for the adrenaline rush but not daring in terms of introducing myself to other ppl lol
94. ARE YOU ALLERGIC TO ANYTHING? nah thank GOD
95. CAN YOU CURL YOUR TONGUE? oui
96. CAN YOU WIGGLE YOUR EARS? non
97. HOW OFTEN DO YOU ADMIT THAT YOU WERE WRONG ABOUT SOMETHING? ill happily admit i’m wrong provided the other person wasnt a douchebag about it but even then ill admit im wrong! aint no shame in recognising ur wrong ma dude
98. DO YOU PREFER THE FOREST OR THE BEACH? dont like the beach but i love the sea?? so forest i guess bc i dont like sand
99. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE PIECE OF ADVICE THAT ANYONE HAS EVER GIVEN YOU? "two things stand like stone, kindness in another’s trouble, courage in your own” - adam lindsay gordon
100. ARE YOU A GOOD LIAR? an excellent one, but i dislike lying and value honesty so!!
101. WHAT IS YOUR HOGWARTS HOUSE? ssssss slytherin!
102. DO YOU TALK TO YOURSELF? ya
103. ARE YOU AN INTROVERT OR AN EXTROVERT? cop out answer here but it depends on the situation
104. DO YOU KEEP A JOURNAL/DIARY? yes
105. DO YOU BELIEVE IN SECOND CHANCES? depends
106. IF YOU FOUND A WALLET FULL OF MONEY ON THE GROUND, WHAT WOULD YOU DO? try and find the owner and track em down but if i cant ill hand it in to the place where it was lost
107. DO YOU BELIEVE THAT PEOPLE ARE CAPABLE OF CHANGE? yes
108. ARE YOU TICKLISH? yes
109. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN ON A PLANE? yes
110. DO YOU HAVE ANY PIERCINGS? ears but theyre closed up!!
111. WHAT FICTIONAL CHARACTER DO YOU WISH WAS REAL? thorin oakenshield
112. DO YOU HAVE ANY TATTOOS? nah
113. WHAT IS THE BEST DECISION THAT YOU’VE MADE IN YOUR LIFE SO FAR? ? idk man
114. DO YOU BELIEVE IN KARMA? no, too many bad people are living good lives right now
115. DO YOU WEAR GLASSES OR CONTACTS? nope! perfect vision here my dude!
116. DO YOU WANT CHILDREN? in the future i want 1 child only
117. WHO IS THE SMARTEST PERSON YOU KNOW? my little cousin
118. WHAT IS YOUR MOST EMBARRASSING MEMORY? a Lot
119. HAVE YOU EVER PULLED AN ALL-NIGHTER? a few times only, but i value sleep
120. WHAT COLOR ARE MOST OF YOU CLOTHES? black and green
121. DO YOU LIKE ADVENTURES? hell ya !
122. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN ON TV? audience member for the xfactor!
123. HOW OLD ARE YOU? 17
124. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE QUOTE? “so comes snow after fire, and even dragons have their endings.” -tolkien OR “always seek the giant.”
125. DO YOU PREFER SWEET OR SAVORY FOODS? savoury
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17 questions bc i got tagged by @dear-future-ai for some reason!
1. nicknames: clo, cwover, cwover bway, toe, stink/smel (interchangeable)
2. zodiac sign: taurus
3. height: ~9.989 bananas
4. hogwarts house: not doing this one i hate harry potter and have no interest in anything associated with it ^w^
5. last thing i googled: bananaforscale
6. song stuck in my head: We All Lift Together by Keith Power
7. number of followers: 41? i think? i dont feel like checking but i love yall
8. amount of sleep: usually more than 5 hours but less than 10, it fluctuates very rapidly and i am suffering!
9. lucky numbers: idk 666 i guess
10. dream job: i dont dream of labor 💕
11. current outfit: shorts and undies baby a bitch loves to be comfy
12. favorite song: i dont have a favorite and im tired of trying to say i do so instead im just gonna tell u to go listen to the pokemon black/white elite four battle theme
13. favorite instrument: kalimba
14. aesthetic: idk i like a lot of aesthetics and dont wanna get into the whole "_____-core" thing even though terms like dirtcore are funny
15. favorite author: whoever wrote the dialogue for that one murder mystery dinner party quest in oblivion
16. favorite animal noises: really low effort/relaxed ones from any animal so like when dogs boof instead of bark and when cats mrrp instead of meow
17. random fact(?): idk is this like about me or just in general? uhh im pretty good at beating bosses in video games on the first try and also capitalism sucks and needs to die, theres one fact about me and one in general
now, i dont have 17 people immediately in mind to tag that wouldnt get annoyed by this so just go ahead and do this if u see it and honestly dont worry abt tagging a bunch of people either just tag who u want :3 *bites u*
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Tag Thing #2
I was tagged by @juhaku-inspired
Thaaaaank you Natasha :D Im reaaaaally bored right now and it is a decent way to spend my time. I will do the same, answer everything x’‘D
What’s your favorite flower?
I don’t like flowers that much but I enjoy the smell of evening primrose and jasmine.
What would you say is your “trademark”?
Hmm my glasses and piercings?
What’s something that fascinates you and why?
Music mostly, why? I need to explain it really? What’s more beautiful than music? Nothing can touch you like your favourite melody does !!!
What song describes your aesthetic?
I have never thought about it, maybe..... The Show Must Go On by Queen. It’s a piece that always meant a lot to me and it brings me the most beautiful memories of my times as a teenager.
What is your favorite word and why?
About word, Im not sure, but I use a lot the phrase “Άντε στο διάολο” everyday which means “Go to hell”, what I wanna say is that I use it even to scold simple objects x’D
Do you know the meaning of your name? If so, tell me!
Im not sure if it means something specific but in Greek my name “λουίζα” is a kind of herb, I think it’s called “verbena” in English or just “lemon grass”
Any hidden talents? If so, what is it?
Better keep them hidden hehehe (if I have any I hope it has to do with music x’‘D)
You’re amazing and I hope you’re having a wonderful day! Just a compliment to make your day, you may proceed now ♡
Oh thank you whoever you are :’D Wish the same fo you !!!
Use this space to say whatever you want (tell me a fun fact, something that happened and you want to share, vent, anything! Use it as you please)
Eehm...... today I finished with my exams and Im officially on summer holidays and Im very happy cause this University year was one of the worst, it was so tiring for me not only physically but mentally too.
Tell me something you love about yourself
My tolerance
What’s your Hogwarts house and why?
Hufflepuff. Because that’s what the personality test decided x’‘D
(So I guess these are the questions that YOU had to answer but anyway Im answering too x’‘D)
What’s something you ever wanted to do?
Travel too and I wish my plans for abroad of this and the next year will come true.
Do you like that crunchy part of the pizza or do you don’t eat that?
EXCUUUUUUSE ME that’s my fav pizza part !!! I steal it from my mom’s plate and my brother’s too EEEEEEEVERY TIME what do you mean IF I LIKE IT ?????! x’‘‘D
Do you have a song that you never get sick of? If so, what is it?
They are so many but I think Holy Wars ...The Punishment Due by Megadeth is one of the most important.
What question do you hate to answer?
"When are you gonna take your degree? Arent you a little late?” AT YOUR FUNERAL ASSHOLE !!!!! THAT’S WHEN !!!!
What is the most memorable class you have ever taken?
It was the lab of Power Electronics which hurt me mentally because my professor was a very demanding & strict person uuugh...
Describe something that happened to you and you still find no explanation to it.
More like why some of my old best friends stopped talking to me. Police is still searching for answers.
Have you ever had any surgeries? If so, which ones?
Only one for my teeth.
What is your favourite commercial?
A new one that’s about bank cards (who cares) but it has to do with a dog that has lost his owner and a young woman is taking care of him until they meet again and in the end, the owner of the dog makes her a portrait of the woman and the doggie as a gift.
When was the last time you went to the cinema? What film did you watch?
3 months ago? I watched Fast and Furious 8.
What is the longest you’ve been without sleeping?
I have been forced to stay awake many nights just to study. So Im able to be sleepless for more than 35 hours. My no-damn-sleep-at-all game is strong just gimme coffee.
What was the first thing you thought today after waking up?
"Fuck”
@juhaku-inspired questions:
-What inspires you?
I dont know....nothing? x’D Maybe the people around me
-What song holds the most meaning to you?
As I said The Show Must Go on by Queen & Don’t Cry by Guns n’ Roses for the same reason
-Anyone you like? (haha)
Nope I have no time for this x’D
-Favorite thing about the world?
Music? Food? Dogs?
-Favorite thing about yourself?
As I said my tolerance and patience
-Which fictional character do you relate to the most?
I seriously have nobody in mind x’D
-Favorite video game? And if it applies, favorite class to play in video games?
You already know it’s TES Oblivion x’‘D and you already know it’s Warrior x’‘D
-Reason to smile? (trick question, the answer is cause you exist & I love you muahaha)
You are such a sweetheart my dear x’‘D I love you too 💕
So it‘s time for MY questions?
1. If you were in a band, what would your role be? (Singer? Guitarist? Bassist? etc)
2. If you could have a fictional character as your sibling, who would you choose?
3. Share something in your language !!! (If your mother tongue is English maybe try something in the language you are learning or you wanna learn)
4. If you could bring a dead famous person to life, who would you bring back?
5. What’s the very first thing you do/say when you meet with your best friend?
6. If you were forced to wear only 1 color for the rest of your life, what would you choose?
My tags: @judal-is-my-spirit-animal @everyoneis-alone @xo-shahad @hyperzephyrianlives @mochibat @devilinhighheels @integrathegreat @murasakihime @vitrielle @minhyriath @repairing-shi @harmonicstupidity @luciells @kneedeepindreams
Im really sorry for bothering you with the tags these days, guys. This is a big post so you can answer only my questions or the first ones or all of them or none of them I dont know x’D
(THAT’S A HUGE POST DAAAAAAMN LOUIZA WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!!!!)
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tagged by @1runw1thwolves212
RULES: Answer all the questions, add one of your own and tag as many people as there are questions
1. COKE OR PEPSI: Coke
2. DISNEY OR DREAMWORKS: Uhh, I want to say Dreamworks, but Mulan is my all-time favourite animated film and that’s Disney so...?
3. COFFEE OR TEA: Tea.
4. BOOKS OR MOVIES: LORD I DONT KNOW?? I love both considering I’m a book AND movie buff wtfff
5. WINDOWS OR MAC: Windows, jesus christ I am not a fucking casual why is this question even here when Mac is obviously inferior to the gaming prowess of Windows.
6. DC OR MARVEL: LMAO fuck DC. MARVEL ALL THE WAY YALL
7. XBOX OR PLAYSTATION: X-BOX. AGAIN, THIS IS A WEIRD QUESTION WHEN X-BOX IS CLEARLY SUPERIOR.
8. DRAGON AGE OR MASS EFFECT: OH LORD. MASS EFFECT BECAUSE OF ANDROMEDA I GUESS - THIS QUESTION IS WEIRD CONSIDERING THEY ARE DIFFERENT GENRE OF GAMES BUT I’D JUST LIKE TO PUT IT OUT THERE THAT OBLIVION WAS THE GREATEST VIDEO GAME OF ALL TIME.
9. NIGHT OWL OR EARLY RISER: Night owl fam
10. CARDS OR CHESS: I’m the rad at both but chess for sure.
11. CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA: Vanilla. (Strawberry flavouring whoops both their asses so)
12. VANS OR CONVERSE: I don’t fuckin know. They’re shoes. I mean I want a pair of Yeezys if that coults.
13. LAVELLAN, TREVELYAN, CADASH, OR ADAAR: WHAT IS WITH THE DRAGON AGE REFERENCES?? IDK MAN MY CHARACTER RIGHT NOW LIKES LAVELLAN SO ILL GO W/ THEM.
14. FLUFF OR ANGST: ANGST
15. BEACH OR FOREST: Forests! Then again, I remember as I child I went to this empty beach and it was storming and I was sitting on a precipice looking over it all whilst the waves were going crazy and that’s always stuck with me because idk?
16. DOGS OR CATS: fuckin snakes. but i like dogs.
17. CLEAR SKIES OR RAIN: i want it to be storming.
18. COOKING OR EATING OUT: cooking (when someone else does it)
19. SPICY OR MILD FOOD: depends on the dish.
20. HALLOWEEN/SAMHAIN OR SOLSTICE/YULE/CHRISTMAS: Halloween!
21. WOULD YOU RATHER FOREVER BE A LITTLE TOO COLD OR A LITTLE TOO HOT: SON, SON. I AM LITERALLY THE WARMEST PERSON I KNOW I WAS LITERALLY IN THE SNOW ONCE IN ONLY A SINGLET AND PANTS AND I WAS STILL WARM. I ALSO HATE THE HEAT SO THERE.
22. IF YOU COULD HAVE A SUPERPOWER WHAT WOULD IT BE: Read the comics with Legion in them. THAT’S THE POWER I WANT.
23. ANIMATION OR LIVE ACTION: idfk
24. PARAGON OR RENEGADE: renegade
25. BATH OR SHOWER: baths because i can drown myself
26. TEAM CAP OR TEAM IRONMAN: TEAM CAP (BUT I WILL NOT TOLERATE TONY HATE YOU FUCKS)
27. FANTASY OR SCI-FI: HARD QUESTION. BOTH.
28. DO YOU HAVE 3 OR 4 FAVORITE QUOTES IF SO WHAT ARE THEY: I love quotes and thus I have far too many to list, but I find that this one by J.R.R Tolkien is one that is always playing on my mind: “So comes snow after fire, and even dragons have their endings.”
29. YOUTUBE OR NETFLIX: Don’t have Netflix, so YouTube.
30. HARRY POTTER OR PERCY JACKSON: HP.
32. STAR WARS OR STAR TREK: STAR TREK, BECAUSE WHEN I WAS GROWING UP AS A LITTLE MIXED KID I COULD RELATE TO THE STRUGGLES OF SPOCK.
33. PAPERBACK BOOKS OR HARDCOVER BOOKS: Hard cover!!
34. FANTASTIC BEASTS OR CURSED CHILD: FANTASTIC BEASTS.
35. ROCK OR POP MUSIC: I hate rock music and pop music. I like Rock ‘n Roll WHICH IS COMPLETELY DIFFERENT TO ‘ROCK’ A.K.A GO SEARCH UP CHUCK BERRY (R.I.P)
36. WHAT IS THE MOST IMPORTANT THING IN YOUR LIFE: I’d say my parents but they aren’t things. Perhaps my journal or my PC? I think mainly my cash lol. I’m unsure.
37. THE LAST BOOK YOU READ/THE ONE YOU’RE CURRENTLY READING: The Help by Kathryn Stockett and now I’m reading The Blind Side by Michael Lewis!! I def recommend yall check ‘em out.
38: SONG THAT MAKES YOU SMILE/SONG THAT MAKES YOU CRY: I’m not going to add the song that makes me cry because I dont want my friends to read that lol, plus Im uncomfortable with crying anyway. A song that makes me smile.... Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go - Wham! I guess is probs the no. one contender. I don’t know, I’m not in-tune with my feelings.
39. SUSHI OR WAN TAN SOUP: Sushi
40. SPRING OR AUTUMN: Both. Spring, because that’s when my tulips seem to be happiest! But they grow best in Winter. If it were a competition between all the seasons, let it be known that Winter will always win.
41. DRAWING OR WRITING: I like both, since I do calligraphy often and that ties in with drawing and writing. But if I had to choose I’d choose choose writing.
42. SINGING OR DANCING: I’m bad at singing and I absolutely, with 100% of my being detest dancing. So, by the great power of deductions, y’all can see that my answer is: singing.
43. TV SHOW/MOVIE/BOOK THAT’S LIKE YOUR HAPPY PLACE, SOMETHING THAT ALWAYS MAKES YOU SMILE: I’m in far too many fandoms, but something to do with LOTR, The Hobbit, HP, MARVEL, STAR TREK, etc. Would do the trick!
44. FIRST GOOD CHILDHOOD MEMORY THAT POPS INTO YOUR HEAD: I am four. My nose is cold and my ankles are submerged in clear, running river water. It’s Autumn. The leaves around me are falling and it is quiet and I am alone and I had never felt so free in my life. It was the first time I had ever felt something I couldn’t describe, and I remember how clearly I felt like I was ancient, like I had lost something old and powerful. I remember my heart felt heavy in my chest and I remember that I felt too solemn to be so young. I felt so sad but I felt so whole and those are contradictions I think, but I felt them anyway.
45. IF YOU COULD VISIT ANY HISTORICAL TIME PERIOD, WHAT WOULD IT BE AND WHY? The 40s, so I could contribute to the war effort, and I would try and save as many Jewish people as possible. I’d save my grandmother specifically, she didn’t die in the Holocaust but she was scarred beyond repair and it was heartbreaking.
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