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#just about hmmm.... 24 years too late
jakelandryshorts · 9 months
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Military Test Subject
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(AI art created by Jammer Link)
“Hot damn!” General Smith shouted when he saw the recruit. “You boys really outdid yourselves!”
“Thank you,” Andrew smiled at the praise. It’d been over a year of testing, but they finally found a compound that would actually work and be good for application. They were given Kyle Briggs nearly a month ago and he was a pretty standard soldier. Maybe even considered to be on the weaker side. It wasn’t even a week before they started to notice changes.
He’d gained almost 15 pounds of muscle and grew another inch taller. The physical trainer said this was unprecedented. He’d been sworn to secrecy, yet the scientists had quickly learned that wouldn’t have been necessary. They found him sneaking off with the test subject and having sex. It was noted that the physical trainer was the happiest bottom they had ever seen. Even though he had sworn up and down that he was straight when they hired him, he said it was impossible to think about anything other than the subject’s cock slamming into him.
By week three, it was nearly impossible to separate the two. The subject had grown another three inches and gained an additional 45 pounds of muscle. He defended his lover with all his strength. More terrifying was that many of the soldiers who were told to separate the two mentioned understanding how the physical trainer must have felt. They longed to go back in there. It was about two or three days and the soldiers were found still trying to emulate sex with the test subject.
No other soldiers would volunteer to be in the same room as the subject.
By week four, he’d gained another 100 pounds and five inches taller. He looked like an absolute monster. Any goal that they had set for him was easily smashed down. They had to weigh him over the intercom and the physical trainer was more than happy to help get the measurements, however no one else was allowed into the room with them. The week after that, there were no noticeable differences to his weight changes.
“Well then!” General Smith slapped his knee. “Let’s go meet him!”
“W-what!?” Andrew jumped out of his seat and stumbled through the room to block the door. “Sir. That’s not a good idea.”
“Is he violent?” General Smith asked.
“Violent? No. It’s just—”
“Son, I’ve been in this field a long time. I don’t need you to tell me how to meet my recruits,” General Smith pushed Andrew to the side.
“Sir,” one of the general’s guards said. “Shouldn’t we listen to him?”
Andrew nodded furiously. His voice was stuck as he was never very good at talking to his superiors. “Yes! Please! You don’t under—”
“Nonsense. If you’re going to chicken out as well, then I’ll just go meet the new recruit on my own. Out of my way.” General Smith pushed Andrew fully to the side and opened the door. Andrew held his breath and then pushed the door closed.
“Hmmm?” The guard’s eyebrow raised. He felt his cock harden in his pants as he looked at the test subject. His hand instinctually went to touch his dick.
Andrew let out a sigh. “Don’t worry, it’ll hopefully wear off in about 24 hours. But it’s too late for him…” He pointed his thumb over his shoulder at the general. For a second, the bodyguard didn’t believe the little man, but he quickly realized that his eyes hadn’t left the test subject’s body since the door had been opened. That strange musky scent hung in his nose and his pants had come undone, revealing his fat cock. “Let’s get you out of here so you aren’t tempted anymore. And I’ve got to make a few phone calls.”
Someone handed the guard an impressively sized dildo. The bodyguard would have been mortified at any other time wondering how someone could fit this inside them, let alone the insinuation that he would. But his hands happily ran up and down the silicone rod as he thought about the impressively built man on the other side of the glass wall. He followed the man and struggled not to look back at the test subject.
However, General Smith was still being monitored as he walked through the subject’s area. Sweat started to drip down his forehead and the sharply dressed man quickly started to undo the top buttons of his uniform. “Hot damn!” the general cursed. “They sure as hell love to pump the heat up in here…” He wiped his brow as he approached the subject.
The subject sat up from the bench press he’d just been using. His eyebrow cocked. A wry grin appeared on his face. “I don’t find it too bad,” he answered. A thick layer of sweat covered his body. The hair on his chest matted to his pecs and abs.
“That makes one of us,” General Smith laughed as he continued his approach. He didn’t even notice as he stripped off his military jacket, kicked off his shoes and undid his belt. The feeling of the somewhat cool air on his body felt so good that he just left them on the floor where they fell. “I’m General Smith. I’m your new boss.”
“Oh?” the subject laughed. Mostly because the general’s hard cock looked to be throbbing in his underwear. “I see…” The subject stood up.
General Smith never considered himself to be a small man. At 6’1” and a little overweight 220 pounds, most people were a bit shorter than him. However, he had to crane his neck back to get a proper look at this beast of a man. General Smith barely even came up to his chest. His eyes had move to bring the man fully into view. He gasped.
“Y-yes,” General Smith tried to regain his senses. It didn’t help that his hand was pleasuring his cock. He reached it out for a handshake. “With a man like you on board, I doubt we’ll need much of a military.”
The subject laughed at the joke and accepted the handshake. His hand completely engulfed the general’s. It looked more like a gorilla hand over a human’s. The subject quickly pulled the general into a hug. General Smith’s face landed directly between the subject’s massive pecs.
The general took in a deep breath. He didn’t even realize that his hips bucked or feel the wet stain forming in his underwear. His mind was far too focused on the man in front of him. The strong powerful scent that completely overwhelmed him. His senses didn’t take in anything other than the man. His hands groped the powerful muscles and felt their strength.
“They don’t let many friends come in here…” the subject complained. “I’m happy to meet you.”
“And I’m happy to meet you…” the general moaned. He wasn’t even fighting it anymore. His hands tried to touch every inch of the powerful man in front of him, groping and grasping at whatever he could get a hold of. Of course, the subject was happy to comply, flexing his arms and legs as the general’s hands tried to grasp around it. It was an impossible task as the human was far too small.
The subject chuckled as the general pulled out the subject's hefty sized cock. The small man was trying desperately to find a hole for it to fit in. “Your hands are fine,” the subject said. The general’s face beamed as he started stroking the monster sized cock. It had to be well over a foot long and thick as the general’s arm.
General Smith instantly started stroking it. His whole body had to get into the motion. But he looked like he’d never been happier in his life. The subject stood tall, flexing his body as his cock was milked. Loud deep moans rumbled the building. He was fully into it. All the way up to the point that he coated the general with his cum. Big splashes hit the general in his face and rolled down his body.
“Excellent job…” the subject praised. The general tried to get started again, but the subject stopped him. “You need to take a rest.” He lifted up the man and cradled him in his arms as he took him over to see the physical trainer. “You two will be working together for a while. I can’t wait to actually fuck him.” A devious smile overtook the subjects face as he watched the two men cuddle together.
The subject turned back to the scientists. “You know you can always give me more friends to play with.”
Over the next week the subject grew another inch and gained 15 pounds of muscle.
(More Stories over on my Wordpress https://jakelandrystories.wordpress.com/)
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blackbird-brewster · 5 months
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20 Author Questions
Tagged by @danielleitloudernow TY!
1. How many works do you have on AO3?
Still accredited to my name? 135. Total works on AO3 that I've written (including Anon & Orphans) -- somewhere around 150?
2. What's your total AO3 word count?
1.1 MILLION!?!?!??! FUCKING WILD.
3. What fandoms do you write for?
Criminal Minds (124). But also have some Thrilling Adventure Hour (4), Grey's (3), and a few other random fandoms where I've written one thing ever.
4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?
Caged (Kudos: 635)
The Disposition of Emily Prentiss (Kudos: 511)
I Won't Give Up (Kudos: 441)
A Series of Unfortunate Events (Kudos: 359)
i can't be wrong (to be craving you) (Kudos: 312) OMG I had no idea this fic had that many?!?!!
5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
I respond to every single comment I get!! Since I can't actually reach through the screen and hug every reader who leaves a comment, a reply is all I have!
6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
Hmmm, Angstiest ending specifically? I would say 'The Five Horsemen of the Silent Chasm'. (Ends in major character death)
Angstiest overall fic? DEF, DEF, DEF my Jemily saga -- i can't be wrong (to be craving you)
7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
I've written so much tooth-rotting fluff tbrh. Some cute shit that comes to mind:
Quiet Love (Jara Wedding Fluff!)
Always You (Temily proposal)
I Know a Place (Jara)
8. Do you get hate on fics?
I get entitled comments sometimes. To which I always reply, because I think it's important for other readers to see how not to behave in a comment section. This recent interaction comes to mind:
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9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
OF COURSE I DO!!! Lately, I have been writing a lot of smut because menopause has turned me into a 24/7 horny gay. All my fics are Femslash and I also write F/F/F threesomes because I have multiple OT3s 😇
10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?
I have written crossovers in the past! Two of my favourites are a TAH x Addams Family one : Beyond Belief: When Family Calls and a CM x Community crossover where Emily and Frankie Dart are estranged twins: Words Left Unsaid
11. Have you ever had a fiction stolen?
Not so much stolen, as I've seen parts of my own personal fanon lore being used in other fics sometimes. Which I find endearing. Me and @otahkoapisiakii have so many Jemily HCs that we often share the same background details in our fics and then, sometimes, readers see these things and mistakenly think they're canon.
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
Yep! I've had a few fics translated into other languages. I think one was translated to Polish and another to Mandarin. Also, I think there's one in German somewhere too.
I LOVE when people ask to translate my works! It's such an honour.
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
TONS. I think me and @otahkoapisiakii (Phoenix_falls on AO3) have about 6 or 7 we wrote together.
14. What's your all-time favorite ship?
That's an impossible question. My longest loved OTP will always be MSR. My most written OTP is JJ/Emily. My current favourite ships are JJ/Tara & Tara/Rebecca.
15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
When I retired from writing in 2015, I left behind a WIP (To Catch an Unsub). When I came back last year, I vowed to try and finish it. I re-wrote a lot of what had already been posted and managed a new chapter even -- but after nearly eight years, my writing style now is far different than when I started out in 2015. So I tied up the cliff-hanger and marked it as complete, because I know my heart isn't in it to continue that one.
16. What are your writing strengths?
I have a really good understanding of the characters, I know what makes them tick, their motives, their insecurities and I think that makes them feel more authentic in my works.
I'm also a very fast writer. Both physically (my typing speed is absurd), but also just being able to bang out 10k in a day when I have an idea.
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
NUMBERS AND SELF-IMPOSED RULES! I used to have this thing (I still struggle with it, but less so now) where I'd be like 'Every one-shot or chapter can't be more than 4k words'. Or if it's a multi-chap fic it has to be at least x amount of words minimum.
When I started writing completely for myself, those rules stopped holding me back. Now, I write until I'm done writing. Thus why Fooled Around (and Fell in Love) - Part 3 is going to be around 200k long when it's done.
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?
If I use another language, it's usually French because I at least speak a bit of it and don't have to use Google translate or other horrible tools that butcher nuance.
I have a Spanish speaking character in Part 3 and that made me really have to dig out my limited Spanish speaking skills for her scenes. Which are probably grating to fluent speakers (apologies!)
I think the best thing you can do if you want to use a language you don't speak is to talk to people who do speak it. It helps make the dialogue more genuine.
19. First fandom you wrote for?
Bones! During the WGA 2007 strike, I decided to fill the gap of TV hiatus with my own story. I wrote 'She Was My First' (Angela/Brennan) and posted it to LiveJournal (where I was in tons of Bones groups).
Since then, I ported it to AO3 around 2014. And now, it's the most read Angela/Brennan fic on there.
Fun Fact: Someone randomly leaving a comment on this fic last year was the reason I came back to writing!!
20. Favorite fic you've ever written?
I get this question a lot and I think my answer always changes because I love different fics for different reasons. So here are some of my top ones:
Fic I Love Everything About: Fooled Around (and Fell in Love) (Series)
Fics I Consider to be My Most Important: Head Full of Doubt & Journey Through the Silent Chasm (Series)
Fic I'm Most Proud of Writing: i can't be wrong (to be craving you)
My Comfort Fic (the one I re-read the most): Between You & Me
TAG YOU'RE IT: (no pressure!) @storiesofsvu || @gaelic-symphony || @ellegreenawayslover || @tedwinisconfused || @jenny-from-the-bau || @unitchiefs-blackbirdphoenix
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transuncletaylor · 5 months
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I realized that I'm coming up on 10 years since I cut my mother out of my life. I was 24 years old when I did that, practically a baby. I'm 34 now and my life is completely different. A life I have worked so hard to build for myself and even though I'm not doing okay right now, it's far better, brighter, and more amazing than it was 10 years ago
Behind the cut: just me rambling positively about what I have made of myself
I went no contact towards the end of January 2014. I didn't have a driver's license, I relied on my friends to drive me from time to time. I walked everywhere or took one of the few buses my small city had. I was making $11 an hour and struggling to get by, luckily rent was only $256 for an old townhouse that had no insulation and freezing in the winter. I didn't know what I wanted to do with my life back then. I was just starting to see the trauma and start that long journey to healing. I was depressed, constantly anxious as my baseline, I was so lost and confused and for the first time, I had true autonomy and choice but no idea what to do now that the strings were snipped.
That year I got into a grad program, I moved back to my hometown where the university was. In those 10 years I have gotten my master's degree, I got to study abroad like I had always dreamed of in Hong Kong. I learned to drive and got a car. I got to travel both solo and with friends across the country and the world. I fell in love a few times and even though it didn't work out those few times, I cherish the time I had with them and all that they had given me.
I got a job at a prestigious university in my field, studying to become a foreign service officer. I got to plan and put on speaker events on campus, my greatest one was a conference in Shanghai on the subject of environmental sustainability in Asia. I walked away after two years when I realized this wasn't the life for me. I wasn't happy and thriving and ended up in the hospital at one point. Cause, you know, fuck the government.
In those 10 years, I got to volunteer with the local rabbit rescue as a bunny butler and the rabbit taxi service driving rabbits across the state as they journey across multiple states to their new home. I got into the tech industry and have bounced around from a few companies, but found my passion in helping people.
I have my own apartment now, making a decent enough wage, enough for me to live on, save some, and give some to the community when I can. I like to commission artists to draw Zuko or Zukka holding a rabbit(s). I know what it's like to struggle, to not have food or rent money, and so I made it part of my life to give my time, knowledge, comfort, resources, money, whatever, whenever I can. Because that's all I want, to be the person I wish I had when I was younger. And that includes the present me too, I work on being gentle with myself, care for myself now, advocate for myself.
In those 10 years, I have gotten to adopt a few rabbits. I have three now and they are the sweetest assholes. Toffee is my sweet boy, he's blind now, but he's as happy as he's ever been. He loves his giant boyfriend who's 3x his size. Kiwi is my troublemaker and cuddle bun who will let me know I'm late to dinner time. Dusty is my little diva, Mr. Prissy Paws as I like to call him. He's here to look cute and make me laugh when his grumpy butt gets happy during dinner time and he does his happy dance.
I have gotten to learn about myself in those 10 years. I got to realize my gender after one too many times looking at Sokka art and being like hmmm, why do I want to be him??? I started drawing around that time and wanted to make a comic about me, but wanted me to be a boy. Then my himbo brain made the connection as I was driving to my sister's house for new years eve. I learned that I wasn't a fuck up for an adult and that really I just had ADHD this whole time.
I got to know so many amazing and beautiful people and learn who loved me back. I got to heal so much and even though I think there's still plenty left to heal, I have made it so far. I have reconnected with my aunt and uncle, learned the family lore, I became the cool fun uncle to my sister's kids.
My body is looking more and more how I want it and I hate it less now. My arms are slowly becoming covered in beautiful tattoos, my hair is growing out, I'm going to the gym to get stronger (so I can outrun the cops and punch n*zis in the next county over and to be able to pick up and carry Kiwi, he's heavy as fuck).
I learned to draw and be creative, something I had always struggled with because I wasn't good enough and wasn't perfect the first time. But I kept with it cause it brought me joy and peace while I drew and it brought me joy to share it with others.
And even though I'm not doing okay right now and had gone to a behavioral health urgent care recently, I'm sitting here reflecting and looking behind me to see how far I have come. How many mountains I climbed, how many steps I have taken, how long ten years have been. I was just 24 when I decided I wanted to make a change and now I'm 34, a transformed man, barely recognizable from the young woman I was.
If you made it this far, thank you 💜
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winryrockbellwannabe · 2 months
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hey AJ! ☺️ love your blog makeover as always 😉 1, 5, 12 for the things i always want to know about people asks? 👀
Zestyyy!!💖💕 (sorry im answering this super late, chaotic week)
Also, tysm <33 i still kinda had my doubts about it at first, but now i love it. glad you like it too💜
any recurring childhood dreams?
Not to sound concerning, but i had (and still have) recurring nighmares about being murdered lol. So, yeah, there's that lol. I actually don't remember most of my dreams unless they are especially weird/scary. I also used to dream a lot about ppl in my life but acting like the characters of whichever book i would be reading then. But i guess it isn't a recurring dream, more of a recurring dream theme.
5. weirdest phase you went through as a kid
Hmmm actually idk. I was a pretty chill kid. My mom would definitely say my weirdest phase was when i was writing gay fics everyday (mostly for percy jackson lmaoo) bc she really thought it was concerning. In my opinion, my weirdest phase was definitely when harry potter was on my mind 24/7 and i actually stole the character's personality. like, i would be obsessive about answering questions in class just like hermione and tr to have that kinda know it all energy - a phase that changed to act dreamy and quirky like luna lovegood. definitely one of my weirdest moments and my friends still make fun of it lmaoo
12. a book you would recommend to anyone who would listen
ZESTY WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?!??!?! just one?!?!?😭😭
Like, my main rec would be Pride and Prejudice just bc to me it's so insane that a 200 year old book is still so relatable rn and it's a safe answer - if the person i recommended this to ends up hating P&P i'll take it as a red flag lmao Also, maybe The Secret History. Idk, but i feel like the main character was written in such a way to be easy for anyone to relate to him, so it made me think about how much would i do to fit in with a group of friends, and to stay in said group. And the things we do bc of our pride and obsessions. Idk, that book changed my brain chemistry and i most desperatly want to reread it (but i lent it to a friend and they haven't return it yet.....😭)
Tysm for the ask!! <3 (and pls if you hate those books don't judge me lol)
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ohmyrashi · 2 years
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hi y'all i know this blog has been dead for like literal years at this point but i just had the most Classic Trope-Filled Omo Experience and i feel the need to share
so basically the plan for the day was: go get lunch at a nearby cafe, then ride the train an hour into the city and walk to the library to do some writing
had a glass of water right before heading out of the house, literally paused on the front steps like "hmm should i pee before i go" but then was like "nahh i just went like 15 minutes ago i'll be fine" (the most famous of last words)
headed to the cafe and had a 24 oz green tea lemonade w my lunch bc it's hot out. (this is not foreshadowing at all, trust me.) could definitely feel myself starting to need to go a tiny bit so was gonna use the cafe bathroom before i left... but then there was a line of like 3 or 4 people that appeared not to be moving at all, and I really didn't need to go that bad at that point and also got a late start today and didn't want to get to the library too late so was like "fuck it, i'll pee when i get there and headed out"
(the omo-loving-fuck in me was also definitely like a tiny bit like. >:3c hmmm be a shame if i didn't pee before getting on an hour long train ride.....)
so went and got on the train, listened to my tunes, and as you can imagine, started needing to go worse and worse over the course of the ride 😳 started out w my legs apart bc I was holding my backpack between them, very much had them pressed together/was shifting around a bit by the time i arrived at my stop. at like 7/10 already quickly turning into an 8/10
so all i had to do was walk the 10 minutes to the library and piss right? Wrong. here's the most "this story sounds like it was made up but it actually happened" twist: there's a Big Event happening in a couple of days in the middle of my town that they're getting set up for, and all the construction/set up going on forced me to take a detour the long way around, with my bladder getting fuller and fuller all the while 😨
two further things that sound like embellishments but did actually happen on my way to the library:
got stopped by some sweet older ladies from another country who were there for the Big Event as tourists wanted me to take their picture, and then because i was friendly they started asking me a bunch of questions about myself/the area after i took the picture and i was actually quite enjoying chatting with them but also secretly starting to get rly desperate and trying not to squirm!!
excused myself and kept heading towards the library, def at a 8 or even a 9 out of 10 at this point, my bladder was very much full of water and tea and demanding to be emptied and i was kinda sucking in my breath though my teeth and grimacing despite myself. then, WHAT DO YOU KNOW: there was one of those little restroom trailers already all set up for the upcoming Event, with no one in line!! except even as i was hopefully approaching a part of me was like "it's not the day of the Event yet so these are gonna be locked aren't they." pulled on the handle and... yup. locked. steps from a toilet and i couldn't even use it 🚻❌😭 which very much just teased me and made things worse
so at this point i really, REALLY need to go and there's nothing left to do with my aching bladder but to speedwalk to the library, which I do, dodging through the crowd which is annoyingly already here even though the event isn't for a couple days, and i can't think about anything else other than how much i want to pull down my shorts and piss, to the point that i am fantasizing about ducking behind a corner and squatting in the grass, even though realistically it's way too crowded to get away with that
FINALLY, finally made it to the library and, blissfully, there was nothing else standing in my way 😮‍💨 made a beeline to the restrooms in the lobby and there was a free stall waiting for me and i had one of the loveliest, most satisfying pees i've had in a long time 🥰
and now i'm here, typing this all up in the library when i'm supposed to be working on a project, squirming again but this time from how horny this all made me 😉 (and also cause i already need to go a little again lmao)
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cyanide-latte · 2 years
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I am super late to returning the favor on the fun questions ask and I don’t wanna say a number someone’s already said so if there are any you haven’t answered yet but want to, those are the ones I’m asking 😛😉💜
Alrighty then~!!
24. what’s one thing you’re proud of yourself for?
Sticking to writing fic and really working to improve my skill and craft at it. I was pretty ruthlessly torn down multiple times from ages 12 to 14, and around 14, my [former] best friend (who turned out to be extremely abusive) dealt the hardest blow to my already shattered confidence, telling me I couldn't write worth shit, my ideas were boring and I should give up, and proceeded to make me feel worthless. I stopped writing for 5 years because of that. (Things got worse between us during that time and even though we stopped being friends after high school graduation, it took a year before I started considering writing again.) If you ever see me babble on about DC comics stuff on here it's because DC is the reason I started writing again, so I've still got a lot of love for it, even if horror is my current hyperfixation. Something in me started healing when I began my first DC fic, and while I do wince at it a lot now, for being 19 years old and 5 years out of practice and without any true confidence? It was still good. And I've never given up getting better since then. Writing has always been the only thing I really consider my true talent and it's a passion, and when I don't write a little bit a day my mood tends to plummet. I love writing and I'm proud of myself for sticking with it.
34. any pet peeves?
Lord there's probably too many to name but a generalized major one is that I can't stand irl when people display an egregious lack of common sense and logical thinking. There's so many things that, if people just bothered applying a little more brain power, they could figure out for themselves or avoid problems with.
36. are you an open book or do you have walls up?
Hmmm... I suppose that depends on who you talk to? I tend to think I'm fairly open, but I've had plenty of people tell me over the years that trying to get a straight answer out of me about many things. Like trying to pull a tooth but the patient is an alligator in a bad mood, is what I've heard before. So perhaps I'm somewhere in the middle, depending on the matter at hand.
2. show us a picture of your handwriting?
>>;; well, uh... I kind of do like 90% of my rough drafts by hand and that means there tends to be a lot of crossing-out and ink blots but aaahhh...have a cropped snippet from a very self-indulgent DBD oneshot WIP with my s/i and Pinhead for an example of my handwriting?
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Tentative tag here for @neurodivergent-selfship in case you wanted to see?
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magnetiix · 2 years
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12, 18, and 24
Munday Meme (still accepting!)
12. Have you any old muses that you’d love to bring back?
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((No, actually! Not on Tumblr, at least. My oldest muses here are Moon and Mags, and everyone else is fairly new, having been added only late last year shortly after I returned from my hiatus. I do have two inactive muses on Tumblr who really never got off the ground in the first place (King and Wind Man), but I don't really have much interest in bringing them back.))
18. Are there any AU’s you’d like to explore but haven’t had the chance to yet?
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((This is a dangerous question. In short, the answer is very much yes. I'm mostly waiting to get some more motivation and time (school is bleh) to clear up my threads first. I'd say I have... mmmm, three or four? Most of which are for Moon, but one of them is for another muse.))
24. What about your muse are you most proud of?
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((I can answer these for all four on this blog!
For Mags, it's honestly just. this is a little weird but I do genuinely take a lot of pride in how much people seem to like him, despite the fact that he's super unpopular compared to other Third Numbers such as Snake, Shadow, and Gemini (the big three of the Thirds, as I like to refer to them). I've noticed that, likely thanks to Archie, people tend to make him a lot softer than I characterize him when they do muse him, and I like to think that makes my Mags unique and refreshing. I love him lots.
For Quick, it's... hmmm. I honestly would have to say it's his manner of speech or lack thereof. I'm sure it's very obvious, but I like to talk a lot. My muses tend to talk a lot too. He does not. It's a challenge to restrict myself and have to really like, force myself to try and convey as much meaning in as few words as possible, and I'm very happy with how I've been doing so far.
For Blues, it's definitely the drabbles I do playing into his memories. I love showcasing the Network and Robot Master hierarchy through him, and establishing that was incredibly fun for me. It's something I can't wait to play more into!
And finally, for Kalinka, even though I don't use her often at all I am super proud with the path I've chosen for her. I've effectively all but rejected the whole princess thing for her. I see her as someone who eventually goes to revolutionize society and further integrates robotics and AI into daily life, and as someone who is an innovator of the Navigator system seen from MMX onwards, and you know what? She deserves that. She really does. I'm more than happy to provide and I cannot wait to properly explore that in future interactions.))
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dirty-bosmer · 2 years
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YESSSSS YOU REPOSTED MY FAVOURITE ASKS LIST. Okay: 1, 4, 19, 24, 36, 38 (SORRY I GOT CARRIED AWAY)
OOoooh, thank you bori. Sorry I'm getting to it so late 😩
1. What font do you write in? Do you actually care or is that just the default setting?
Calibri — the default microsoft word font, usually at size 11 or 12 with 6 point spacing after every paragraph.
4. What’s a word that makes you go absolutely feral?
In a bad way - utilize. My academic advisors have ruined this word for me 😩 every time they see it they scratch out its eyes and now It's just no longer in my vocab.
19. Tell me a story about your writing journey. When did you start? Why did you start? Were there bumps along the way? Where are you now and where are you going?
I wrote really shitty poetry in middle school because I was hormonal and sad and thought I was deep lol. It was probably not very good, but I'm too scared to confirm that, and in high school I had zero interest in writing until my senior year. Actually, I did start write Syl's story as part of a companions fic but dropped it like three chapters in (again, not very goof). The turning point for me was the end of the year project for AP Language and Composition. My teacher was super enthusiastic and engaging so I decided "hey let me give this a try." Turns out I was pretty okay!
I did some creative writing in college, but didn't start writing fanfic again until my sophomore year, just for funsies. It was a creative outlet amidst hours and hours in the lab and banging my head against my phsyics book. Now it's something I do almost daily, if not weekly in some form, and I can tell all the practice and the love for reading that I've rekindled is paying off!
24. How much prep work do you put into your stories? What does that look like for you? Do you enjoy this part or do you just want to get on with it?
Oh gee, like no time at all 😭 With Nim, I just started writing and followed the Mages Guild and Thieves Guild questlines for direction, then had to find fun ways to tie them together. I had a vague idea where I wanted to take it for part two, but it has been such A MESS and the lack of planning really shows.
I'm definitely spending a lot more time thinking about it for Syl. In talking with some writing friends, I think I'm going to at least want an outline for each chapter, and I'll try to post updates only when when I have the next two or three chapters written out already. I hope I enjoy it! Honestly, it might be less work for me in the end.
36. They say to Write What You Know. Setting aside for a moment the fact that this is terrible advice…what do you Know?
I saw your answer to this cause I creeped through your blog heehee but it is very much the same. Biology and it's many branches and the toil of academia. Also being an awkward bisexual.
38. What is something about your writing process YOU think is Really Weird? If you are comfortable, please share. If you’re not comfortable, what do you think cats say about us?
Hmmm, I don't know if it's all that uncommon, but I am so uncomfortable by my characters sometimes. Mostly Lucien tbh, but every time I re-read his scenes, I'm like wtf Sonny. Why are you writing this, and then I get so sick of myself I look away lol There are scenes like that with Nim too, where I get so upset with her even though I AM THE ONE MAKING HER DO THIS, but I've come to learn that I must enjoy how horrifying it all is, cause why else would I put them through it? It's like reading that horrible book I was telling you about the other day. It was so frustrating and disturbing and even though it was straight up unbearable at times, I still enjoyed reading it 😂 Is writing supposed to be torturous? because it was for me and I like it because I am 40% masochist.
Lmao I can't believe I put those thoughts out into the world.
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Senior Year Madness
It all begins in the last month of your JUNIOR year in June...
they make you ALL excited because it was "going to be sooooo much easier than junior year" ..right?
WRONG.
but. u didn't know that then. so... u enter Senior year in Aug/Sept in that mindset.
then you're doing ok... that is until senioritis strikes BECAUSE of the "senior year is easy mentality"
....then your grades go down.
on top of that.. guess what. it's OCTOBER-NOVEMBER season.
....college applications abound!!!
..it all ends in November 30th...if all you apply to are public universities....
if private... that ends somewhere in january. if community college? u don't even have to worry about it till after graduation...i think.
anyhow. so i applied to public universities. and got done with all my applications on the last day of november.
cool right?
kinda. for me, anyhow.
some people.. who need higher SAT scores need to take the December SATs.... and sometimes the January ones too.
but I was lazy so.. I didn't. ..now I know I should have. but. oh well. that's life.
so... life continues. your 1st semester ends in DEATH. ..lol...well, close to it. at least mine did.
and u go on to 2nd semester.
then february comes and CSUs start giving their admission results.
..it seems EVERYONE got their SJSU admissions, but i still have no reply... guess that's how it is if you're financially disabled..yes. disabled. LOL.... [i finally got it in April..geesh, seriously? 2 months late? anyhow.]
so. end of february.... u get admission from one csu... but they request your 1st sem grade... of death.
..scared and confused.... u only send them your transcript without the 1st sem senior grade. and u complete your admission.
...but now u worry WHAT IF in July, when they see that grade of death they withdraw your "conditional admission" ?
...hmmm..oh well. that's life. so...you go and forget it for a while.
then March comes. and UC decisions are about. applied in 3? got in in 1... got in in the one that TOLD YOU they were gonna accept u EITHERWAY when u apply.
so. you're all happy and cool. right?
not really. because then your ENGLISH senior project kicks you in the chin and buries you alive for the next 30 days... until the 17th of April..when it's due.
yay. boo.
so. anyhow. back to the UC. you're happy and cool.
april ROLLS fast. with you digging your grave deeper and deeper EVERYDAY with all the tests [both high school and college].. and essays.. and projects.. and to top it all off... college pressure.
so. anyhow. you FINALLY manage to gather yourself and check your college things because the stress of senior project is done. right?
well. 'tis not done. college stress takes over.
so. u find out u need to update your grade in the UC website. the 1st sem grade. so u do... and u explain why you have the grade of death. and promise you'll do better.
so. FINALLY. cool, right? .....NOT.
coz then you have to decide on which college to say yes or no from...by May 1.
what's bad is you don't know what will happen if you say yes to the one that would reject you.
yet, u know u should start taking care of everything because u need to find the housing and stuff for the university.
TO TOP IT ALL OF.
April 21 -- English writing of some sort. Extra credit really. but you need it BECAUSE you want to cushion your grade JUST IN CASE your senior project will become the death of you in June at the day of the finals. oh. and math tutorial. yeah. takes time out of your sched too.
April 22 -- AP Bio test on ch. 43 AKA the test that would MAINTAIN your grade to a C....or doom it forever to a D... thus getting you rejected in the college. [cross your fingers now and PRAY i maintain the grade of get a higher grade or else....I WILL BREAK YOUR FINGER]
ahem.
anyhow.
April 23 -- Book report. Great.
April 24.. should just DIE. Why? hm..let's see. here are the following reasons: a) Trig/Precal test... aka the test that you should get an A or B on... or you get rejected in all colleges u apply to. end of story. great. how to get an A or B when you've never gotten a C? ...miracles happen i suppose? yes. they will. u will make sure of it. [again. cross your fingers... u know the drill]
b) AP Government Research Paper...that nobody wants to write ANYWAY. you and your classmates simply do not see the point. anyhow. it's supposed to be 6 pages long.. blah blah blah
c) AP Biology PRACTICE AP TEST ...not really a hassle. since it will only be for you and your benefit alone. but the fact remains IT WILL TAKE 5 hours of your time away from doing other work.
...April 25 then: 1) part 1 of your SUPER ASS LONG AP Gov test. it's ok..... won't kill u much.... won't make u bleed either.. but IT WILL TIRE YOUR BRAIN. and from all that activity the previous day? you're already dead anyway. 2) LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG trip to LA for a WEDDING. 6-7 hours. car trip. looooooooong. uncomfortable. looooooooong. 3) ...you'll probably sleep late because it's the 1st time in AGES u and your cousins spoke to each other
April 26... 1) u wake up early. as part of the wedding entourage.. u need to prepare. oh. and the wedding is at lunch time. great. the fact your hair is STRAIGHT and LONG.. and you need to CURL it. great. 2) after the wedding = party. most likely till night when u can no longer lift any part of your body due to your extreme fatigue. or when everyone around u starts puking coz they're drunk. yay. [well... maybe the latter was a BIT exagerated. anyhow]
April 27....sunday 1) u get back to your car in that looooooooooooong trip back to north cali. great. again. 2) u have a gov test the next day. oh great. yay.
..and it seems your suffering is over? ..yeah. to yourknowledge at the moment it seems.
well. until May 1st..anyway. or at least April 30th. wow. 3 days break only? you won't be able to revive yourself in time. and u know it.
so. April 30: you stress all day. thinking which college to say yes or no about. in the meantime, in school. ..panoramic pictures. yay. reminds u more of the impending college decision u have to do by midnight that same night.
May 1: u say yes. and say no. then u pray to god and all the saints to HEAR u. oh. and u get the cap and gown. yay. oh. and u need to sign up for that UC test.. if u said yes to the UC one.
so.
May 6th comes. = AP Gov test. the real one. cool. easy. but stressful nonetheless.
then May 10... 1) u WAKE UP EARLY. drag yourself to Los Altos and take the English writing test for the UC. just in case that it the one u said yes to. 2) the test will be over around 11:45. you'll be home by 12:3ish. 3) at some point. u call your friends. and u make plans. IF YOU DIDN'T ALREADY MAKE THEM. u better have though. so if your friends are reading this, they BETTER NOT PROCRASTINATE and help u more with your impending death. 4) prom. at 8. yay. another reason to make yourself a zombie. tired? very? well. who cares. it's a paaaaaaaaaaaaar-taaaaay. 5) oh. and u go home tired. and prolly late too.
...May 11. mother's day. u don't do anything coz you're a zombie in your deathbed remember?
May 12. AP BIO test. great. hopefully. u slept well last night. or your dead. your future depends on this test too. u better get a fucking five. oh. that rhymes.
then all is over....right? well. no. because u won't get your peace of mind because of the fact that it's international week. and the school will be loud all week. oh. and you're president of the french club. meaning u need to manage those crepes you guys will be selling. wow. good luck on that. just don't die..k? you're a bit young in my opinion.
ok. so. after that.. all stresses are gone. just anticipation really. and....lotsa sleep. u need it. u've been going at it for 3 weeks straight. surprise u haven't died yet.
hn.
so. last week of May. u go to your teachers. ask if you won't get the grade of death-- D-- in the end. if no.. then you're back in CSF. if not. well. fuck that shit. [coz that means you've ruined your future... at least till u think of a solution]
so.
if all went well. you're cool and happy and all. if not... well. u get snappy. then eventually u forget about it..right? well. we hope so. u can get pretty mean.....
anyhow.
1st week of June = finals. GAMBATTE!! <-- do your best
2nd week of June = rehearsals + beach day. ah. beach day. takes your mind off of things. yay. oh. and u graduate.
and pretty much. your stress returns. u fear for the college u said yes to. will they accept u? hopefully. they better. or you'll start packing and cross the ocean.
so. July 15 comes along. your grades are given top the college.
then if it's all good. u have more stress coz everything's changing and u need to arrange stuff. move out. all that.
if no. well. who knows. maybe a plane ticket. yeah.
and so....
if you're still alive by august. good job. you've survived senior year. you'll need the survival skills for college too.
if you've already died...well......... hopefully u come back to life at some point. but then naturally u do..u get over things rather easily after all.
so. the end?
meh.
transmission terminated.
i don't care if you're religious or not. pray to your God and help me.
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The original post my 17-year-old self wrote is on deviantart.
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dorefasolsido · 7 months
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16.
1 - Are you interested in any reality TV shows?
No, but I like to watch videos movie commentary channels make on them.
2 - When was the last time you made plans with someone? What are you going to do with that person?
I made plans with two (potentially three?) friends to meet for the weekend. I guess we'll just have a coffee and chill, nothing that crazy.
3 - How often (if ever) do you use moisturizer?
Once in a while. I used to be more regular, but now I use SPF more often.
4 - Name five things you can touch from where you’re sitting right now:
Laptop, balcony fence, bug screen, table, chair
5 - Have you had any of your wisdom teeth removed? What was the reason? (eg. infection, impaction, lack of space).
Yup, the only wisdom tooth I actually had. It was either impaction or lack of space, can't remember exactly.
6 - What was the reason for your last hospital visit?
That was so long ago that I can't remember. Maybe some check up?
7 - Where was the last place you had an itch?
My nose just as I read this question lol. And now I'm getting itchy all over gaaah
8 - If you’re on a long car journey, would you rather drive or be the passenger?
Drive, I think.
9 - What’s the earliest time you’ve had to wake up for work? What about the latest time you’ve clocked off for the day?
I never had to wake up super early for work, but when I was just starting, I'd get up at around 9 AM. However, since I usually work at night, I sometimes clock off super late. A few times when I had deadlines close by, I worked pretty much until 7 AM.
10 - Do you use a laptop, desktop, tablet or phone to take your surveys?
Laptop, it's annoying on the phone.
11 - Are you fussy when it comes to how your surveys are formatted on your blog?
A little bit.
12 - How old were you when you first got internet access at home? Was it broadband or did you have dial-up first?
We had dial-up first, but I'm not sure how old I was. Maybe 5-6?
13 - When was the last time you painted your nails?
I think the beginning of the year. I don't bother normally, but sometimes I'll let my sister do it if she's in the mood and I'm in the mood for something different.
14 - What’s your typical order when you go to Starbucks (or wherever your favourite coffee shop is)?
I usually get hot chocolate.
15 - What’s your favourite thing to have on toast?
I don't really eat toast that way.
16 - Do you have any debt? If so, are you on top of paying it all back?
Hmm, not really.
17 - What was the last thing you purchased with a credit card?
I don't have a credit card.
18 - Have you been to college/university? If so, has your degree been useful to you or was it a bit of a waste of money?
Yup, and yes. I mean, I likely could've gotten this job without my English degree too, but I really think it's a bit of a boost. Plus, my university was free and I loved every second of it, so it definitely wasn't a waste either way.
19 - How often do you travel by public transport?
Whenever I have to go anywhere. So not every day, but a few times a a week for sure.
20 - Do you have an instagram account? If so, how often do you post on there and what kind of things do you post?
I have two, actually. One is like a fan account (though I only follow stuff there, I don't post), and the other is my personal account. On that second one I post from my trips sometimes, but I'm not very consistent at all.
21 - Are you close to your extended family? Do you wish you were closer?
With some of it, not all. I don't really wish we were closer, though. I'm close to those I want to be close with.
22 - Do you prefer to give your pets human names or not?
Hmmm, not quite, but then again, Lucifer is technically a human name?
23 - Do you like having ice in your drinks?
Sure, when it's hot.
24 - When was the last time you went to a BBQ restaurant?
I don't go to those, it works a little different here.
25 - When was the last time you re-arranged the furniture? Is this something you like to do often?
I don't remember, it's not something I normally do.
26 - Have you ever used a fire extinguisher? Would you know how to use one without reading the instructions?
I haven't, but I mean, it can't be that complicated since people are meant to use it on the spot.
27 - What’s the worst thing you’ve ever had to deal with at your job?
Lol casual calls. I'm super awkward with new people, so like, when we talk about professional stuff, no problem, but when you're supposed to be chill and funny, it's my worst nightmare. Takes me a bit to get there.
28 - What was the last thing you used your mobile phone for?
Just checking notifications. There are always SO many, I'm sick of it.
29 - Did you used to play The Sims? What version or expansion pack was your favourite one to play?
Yeees, I played all of the Simses. Sims 3 was (and still is) my shit, I'd get Generations, Seasons, Adventures, University Life and Nightlife and then fuck around for literal days.
30 - What was the last thing you used a lighter for?
I have no idea, it's been so long since I used one.
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3, 10, 22, 24 for adra, charlie, and reese!
adra
3. Describe your muse’s ideal holiday.
probably like ireland or the scottish highlands. touring magical places. i think she'd be happy exploring. bonus if she is with other people (especially safiya). maybe like some bicycling trip or taking the train or something
10. What physical trait is emphasized on your muse?
hmmm she has really wide eyes? and kind of a wide mouth? idk how it answer this question
22. Is your muse a breakfast person? If yes, what do they normally eat for breakfast?
no she's more of a late-night person. but she usually has some like cereal and/or fruit. she likes a lighter breakfast! when she's in the fairy realm though, she'll eat whatever is offered so as not to be rude.
24. If social media existed in your muse’s universe, would they be on it? Which plattform/s?
she's very active on reddit and insta! but they're like private/under a pseudonym. she has a regular insta too but she's not as active on it as she is on her private ones. she also has twitter she rarely uses, a facebook she SUPER rarely uses, etc.
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charlie
3. Describe your muse’s ideal holiday.
sfgdfsdfg charlie has always wanted to go to either peru or hong kong. both are places that have interesting histories and also famous foods. she'd just want to spend a long time there so she could like....explore and immerse herself and also eat a shit-ton.
10. What physical trait is emphasized on your muse?
she has a pointy-up nose and really really pale eyes, both of which tend to catch people's attention.
22. Is your muse a breakfast person? If yes, what do they normally eat for breakfast?
charlie loves food. genuinely she really likes being someone who likes to eat. breakfast isn't her favorite meal but she def always has breakfast. she likes scrambled eggs and toast but when she goes out (especially for review purposes) she usually gets something with a poached egg and also pancakes or waffles or french toast depending on her mood.
24. If social media existed in your muse’s universe, would they be on it? Which plattform/s?
she ran a successful wordpress blog for years! and now she has a column and self-promos on twitter and ista and wherever else. she's very good at it tbh. or she used to be before robbie. now she's pretty good but less good than she was.
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reese
3. Describe your muse’s ideal holiday.
hm something where they can be athletic. beach or rock climbing or skiing/snowboarding or something. they don't know how to just chill tbh
10. What physical trait is emphasized on your muse?
they've got QUITE the skater booty, and surprisingly broad shoulders. deffo their physique is really the most notable thing about them.
22. Is your muse a breakfast person? If yes, what do they normally eat for breakfast?
they have really strict routines for food and everything. they eat breakfast every day (whenever they get up even if that's like 4pm). what rotates is what they eat--sometimes a smoothie, sometimes bacon and eggs, sometimes breakfast burritos, sometimes omelettes, etc.
24. If social media existed in your muse’s universe, would they be on it? Which plattform/s?
they have some accounts (an insta probably like a reddit and a letterboxd) but they're not great about activity. it comes and goes in waves.
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8. movies or tv shows?
16. most comfortable position to sit in?
20. preferred place to write (i.e., in a note book, on your laptop, sketchpad, post-it notes, etc.)?
21. obsession from childhood?
22. role model?
24. favorite crystal?
45. which genre: sci-fi, fantasy or superhero?
55. favorite fairy tale?
76. what’s your favorite potato food (i.e. tater tots, baked potatoes, fries, chips, etc.)?
85. fairy tales or mythology?
86. cookies or cupcakes?
90. luckiest mistake?
91. boxes or bags?
94. favorite season?
95. favorite app on your phone?
96. desktop background?
98. favorite historical era?
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Some of them are a little too personal... And probably shouldn't be shared. I stopped watching Markiplier a long time ago, but I feel a little sorry for the guy as people kept sending him mannequin photos when he said he found them creepy...
I'm Nenna by the way, changed username about..? 2 years ago?
whoa sorry for the Late As Hell answer, was gonna do this earlier but then I just got distracted from tumblr for weeks. Also some I don't really have an answer for because it's hard to decide... but great to see you again here! 8. Depends on the work, sometimes I wanna watch a story in one 1-2 hour sitting and sometimes I wanna watch more episodes of something? I do end up watching more movies though, because for shows I have to be in the mood for/have the time to watch several episodes in a row 16. Some kind of more casual chill pose usually. Leaned back and just relaxing, though on computer I'm usually leaning more forwards because my drawing tablet is in front of keyboard 20. For quick notes, usually just the notes app on my phone. For writing longer text, computer. Either way, I prefer writing digitally 21. Neopets and Pokemon! 24. Hmmm... one of those fancy multicolored gems probably? pretty 45. Out of these, probably sci-fi? Generally has a more appealing aesthetic than fantasy, while I'm not really into superhero stuff at all (with a few exceptions) 76. Probably fries and potato wedges 86. Cookies, both are good though 91. I'm assuming for storing stuff in? Boxes are more convenient sometimes but bags are much more readily available 94. Probably summer? Nice and warm (as long as it doesn't get too hot and clammy) and it's when the Big Cons happen. I also like winter because snow 95. Cosplanner, for cosplay stuff 96. On my new laptop, it's still just the default BG the computer came with because I haven't gotten around to finding a new one yet (though on my old one it's Yoshi). On my phone, a glitched city for the lockscreen and a "wallpaper not found" glitchy image for regular bg
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hi lovely!! thank you so much for sending this in, and sorry for the delay in answering (was finishing a dumb assignment) 🥰
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19. do you have a best friend? how long have you been friends?
I’m actually really lucky, I’d consider my sister to be my bestest friend and I’ve known her for as long as she’s been alive haha, but I have two really wonderful in-person best friends and some lovely online friends I’ve made too that I’m really thankful for. for my in-person best friends, I’ve known them for two and a half years for the first, and 9 months for the second 🥰
20. what/who do you miss?
I miss a lot of things haha, some deep and some shallow. 
for the deeper ones, I’d say family members that have passed away, friends that I’ve lost, and most of all, my childhood. that was a really wonderful time in my life. 
for the shallower, I used to have really lovely thick hair, but now it’s thinned out. also kinda miss having really beautiful natural blonde streaks all through my hair. and I miss living near the beach, my childhood house was so beautiful and I miss it everyday. 
21. how was your day today?
It was actually really nice! had some lovely chats with friends, got an assignment done, laughed so hard I couldn’t breathe, and am about to go to a friend’s house to eat pizza, cuddle her cat, and talk about a play I’m directing later this year!! 
22. how much sleep did you get last night?
I can tell you exactly thanks to my health app, I got 5 hours and 13 minutes last night, which is actually a lot less than I’ve gotten lately. I’ve been so good, I think my weekly average is 7 hours? so pretty happy with that! never really liked sleeping until I have to get up haha
23. do you believe in aliens?
I honestly have zero thoughts about this. I’ve been asked a few times and people are so confused that I don’t have an opinion but like, I don’t know, it doesn’t feel relevant to me? I hope we’re not alone, though, big star trek fan so that would be so cool. I feel like an alien a lot 😅
24. when was the last time you cried? why?
hahahaha literally a couple of hours ago because of my assignment and the stress that I wasn’t going to get it done. turns out it was completely irrational and I smashed it in an hour or so 🙃
but I’m actually really grateful for tears, I’ve found it super hard in the past to access tears even when I feel deep grief, so really excited that they’re coming a bit more naturally now.
25. what’s your favourite decade?
hmmm favourite decade that I’ve been alive? it’s a tough combination between probably the early 2000′s and... the 2020′s, ironically 😅
the first because my childhood is a really cherished time for me (got a pinterest board based on it and everything), and the 2020′s is where I’ve really felt like I’ve gotten to know myself, and I’m starting to like who that is. 
26. what are some seemingly childish things you like?
oh god, so many! my favourite movies are pretty much all animated, I absolutely LOVE the original barbie films, I like playing nostalgic games a lot, I love colouring in (but only if it’s super easy), and just the other day I bought gold scrunchies to look feel like a fairy character from my childhood. 
I’d say I’m really in touch with the things that I used to love as a kid. I also describe my dress sense as “toddler chic” so that probably tells you enough haha
27. what’s your favourite book? or just one you’ve read a few times?
I’m a massive book nerd and always have been so this is a really tough question. my favourite standalone book from my childhood is “the lost island of tamarind” by nadia aguiar, and my favourite standalone books as an adult are “the night circus” by erin morgenstern, and “the charm offensive” by alison cochrun
aaaand also “loveless” by alice oseman (but tough because it hits home hard because I’m a sex-repulsed demi), and the entire “heartstopper” series 💌
28. how are you, really?
thanks for asking this, people really don’t do this enough!
I’m getting better every day. really starting to feel like I like who I am, and I’m finally starting to attract the people around me that make me feel loved, accepted, and supported. there are still really big struggles and I’m nowhere near loving myself, but I’m trying to be as compassionate as possible and let myself enjoy love as it comes to me, because even though for ages I didn’t think so - I do deserve it. 
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played literally all of the half life games a few months ago for the very first time and uughhf... i have a stock pile of drawings ok. im absolutely obsessed with this game oh my god
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babyminssii · 2 years
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Oh welcome back! Love your blog. Please comment on Jimin’s birthday video, and the ‘want some ramen’ and that can’t-believe-it-happened hickey and all ❤️
Ah thank you! 😊 oh gosh anon 😂 it’s been a very busy couple months hasn’t it. I think if i had to rank just these 3 moments it’d go:
Jimin Bday Vlive
Hickey TM
Ramen
The Ramen comment definitely had me (and plenty of others) do a hard PAUSE. Cause it just sounded so suggestive considering what that phrase is known for over there?? Lol but then the rational part of my brain kicks in and thinks, in context, they commented plenty of times about being hungry and eating so much at that time of night (early am). So them laughing after JK suggested it could have been innocent lmao but who am i kidding.
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Moving onto the moment we all can’t believe was actually aired?? Admitted to out loud?? PROUDLY i might add. We really got footage of jimin apologizing for sucking on JK’s neck ‘biting’ JK (pretty sure he wasn’t sorry lmao). All because JK picked him up bridal style and began spinning him around and wouldn’t put him down… When they were drinking together at night alone… Cause that is totally a normal thing for a pair of ‘bros’ to do 🧐
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We can’t even make this up 😂. It literally came from their OWN mouths that this happened. And JK’s face when he pointed it out again lol i cannot. They weren’t slick and anyone with a brain would know that’s not how bite marks look lol especially a whole day later. And they could have just ignored it and not brought attention to it but for whatever reason they felt the need to shine a bigass spotlight on his neck. In fact they have professional makeup artists on hand basically 24/7, plus we all know JK is handy with makeup as well.. so this bite story inclusion had to be purposeful. Wild.
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And then we come to my favorite moment of the year tbh (at least it has the most of my attention as of right now). Jimin’s Birthday vlive.
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EYE-
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DO WE SEE HOW IN LOVE THIS MAN IS?! Okay let me clam down lol
Where do i even begin 😅 that whole part of the live was something to watch. I couldn’t believe it was happening in front of my salad and i’ve been around since 2016. I’ve witnessed plenty of moments happen real time and yet this one felt the most intrusive? Like excuse me should i leave? I don’t think i’ll ever move passed how shy jimin has been when it comes to those two lately. And this live was THE perfect example of that.
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Starting from the fact that I recognized that studio space as jimin started the live. I had my suspicions that were definitely confirmed by hobi later lol. And when Jimin dialed the phone, the minute he opened his mouth i just KNEW it had to be JK on the other end. HIS VOICEE. It was so gentle and soft and honestly sounded the way one would talk to their significant other. and then we all got our answer when he put him on speaker. The blatant flirty tones, the back and forth banter over JK working out and him teasing that he was too busy to come join jimin, only to agree to come 2 seconds later. And then he legit walked into his studio a minute later??? Either he teleported or he was making his way down to jimin the whole time they were on the phone as if he knew he’d want him there. Jimin saying he missed him and that he felt better having him there 😭
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But the cherry on top of it all was when hobi came in and asked THE question we all wanted to know. Just why was jimin in JK’s studio hmmm?? According to hobi it’s a ‘public’ space (that needs a code to get in but okay) but i’d like the two lovebirds to answer that question next time 😏.
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Anyways I didn’t mean for this to get as long as it did lol but it was a loaded ask anon. Hopefully you enjoyed my rough commentary on these moments 😊
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More Than Today (Richard Winters x Reader)
So this has been in my wips for MONTHS. But here we are! I know its also been a hot minute since I’ve written any BOB fics. Sorry, friends. Hope you enjoy!
Warnings: a couple swear words (thanks Nixon)
Words: 2750
Tag List: @happyveday @evelynshelby @sydney-m @saritanotserena
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Paris. 
City of Light.
City of Love. 
 Dick Winters just wished the soldier behind him would stop bumping his chair as he laughed at another dirty joke. 
 It had not been his idea to be here. Apparently Sink thought he needed a break. Nixon and Welsh ganged up on him, practically forcing him to pack his bag and get on the train. 
 Now that he was here though….it was nice. 
 He would never admit how many steaming, hot baths he had taken since finding his hotel room. Plus, sleeping in a real, soft bed- his bones sang with joy at the reprieve from the hard, army cot it had been subjected to for years now. 
 Tomorrow morning he was supposed to be leaving. His last 24 hours in Paris. Truthfully, he had done nothing, just rest. Both physically and mentally. He knew if he returned without having visited some kind of touristy place, both Nixon and Welsh would be furious. Though, he would have to have a conversation with Nix. It was not until Dick started unpacking that he found the box of condoms Nix must have slipped into his bag when he was not looking. 
 Sometimes he wondered why he put up with the man. Even that thought made him smile. Somehow him and Nix, they just clicked. Completely polar opposites but maybe that was what allowed their friendship to take root and grow. 
 The soldier behind Dick laughed loudly, rocking his chair back with the movement and knocking into Dick once again. He grimaced, just saving himself from spilling coffee onto his Class A uniform. He knew he outrank the man behind him and all his friends, he could easily say something…. but that seemed like a battle not worth fighting. 
 He quickly finished his small cup of coffee, relishing the actual bitter taste of the drink verse the watery stuff the army supplied. Standing up, he pulled out the change from his pocket, ready to leave a tip for the nice waitress. 
 "There you are!" A feminine voice called out with a distinctly British accent. 
 Dick lifted his head, knowing she was not talking to him but still curious. But then the strangest thing happened. He looked up and met her eyes as she walked past the few other tables. A blinding smile lit up her face and he felt his heartbeat stutter at how beautiful it was. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the others sitting around watching her with interest but her eyes remained solely focused on him. 
 When she came to his side, she gently placed a hand on his forearm and lifted up slightly on her toes to press a quick kiss to his cheek. "I'm so sorry I am late, love. I lost track of time. Do we still have time for a cup or shall we go?" She easily asked, as she slid down into the extra chair at the table. 
 He stood frozen for a moment, his mind questioning everything that just happened. Thankfully, his body went on autopilot and he sat back down in his chair. "Uh…. it’s fine."
 "Lovely!" She beamed, waving a hand to get the attention of the waitress. 
 As he stared at her, his mind finally seemed to feel the tension hidden just below the surface of her overly-sunny disposition. Her hands laid in her lap, a white-knuckle grip on her small purse though. A friendly smile remained on her face but her eyes kept shifting warily over to the other side of the street, like prey keeping a predator in its peripheral. 
 Confused and now concerned, he peered over to where her eyes kept shooting. Two men stood across the street watching her with sullen expressions. Their uniforms informed him they were US army, the chevrons on their sleeves stated they were both sergeants. 
 Dick turned back to her and lowered his voice, even though he guessed over the noise of those around him, the men would not hear. "Ma'am, are you alright?"
 "Wait." She said sharply, even though her smile never faltered. Then the waitress approached and the woman ordered a cup of tea with enthusiasm. Dick found himself ordering another cup of coffee per her insistence. 
 Finally, the waitress walked away, having had a brief conversation about the lovely color of lipstick she wore with the woman across from him after taking their orders. 
 It was then the woman peeked across the street once more. Whatever she saw, Dick watched the tension ease out of her. He glanced over to see the two men making their way back down the street. 
 "Bloody hell." She muttered, dropping her face in her hands. 
 "Are you alright? Were those men bothering you?"
 "Mmm? Oh, no, well yes. They kept following me even after I told them I was meeting my fiancé. I am so terribly sorry I dragged you into this, it was either find someone to pretend to be my fiancé or find an alley nearby and stab them. I quite like this dress and would prefer not to get blood on it today."
 He just stared at her, unsure how to take her answer. He would have thought it was a joke but with the way she casually answered, as if stating the sky was blue, he assumed she was serious. "Um, right." He coughed, not quite sure where to take the conversation from there. Luckily, she seemed to notice. 
 "Is there somewhere you need to go? I truly am sorry for holding you up. I'll pay for your coffee when the waitress returns, it's the least I can do. Don't feel like you have to stay here just for me."
 "No, no. It's alright, ma'am. I was just…." His voice trailed off. 
 She smiled softly at him, folding her hands in her lap. "Are you stationed here in Paris?"
 At that moment, the waitress returned with their ordered drinks. 
 "No." He answered her prior question, watching her take a sip from her cup. His own cup sat between his hands but he felt no need to drink it yet. "My CO demanded I take a 72-hour pass."
 "Mmm….so you are one of those?" She laughed lightly at the look of confusion on his expressive face. "A CO who actually cares about his men, focuses on making sure they are taken care of, instead of spending time with the other officers wasting all his money on booze and women."
 "Um…." He could feel a warmth spreading over his face. Hoping to hide it, he brought his cup to his lips and took a sip. 
 "It's alright, sir. We need more officers like you in this damn war. What's your name?"
 That he could easily answer. "Lieutenant Dick Winters, Easy Company, 506th, Parachute Infantry Regiment, 101st Airbourne."
 "Pleasure to meet you, Lieutenant Winters. I'm y/n y/l/n. So Airbourne, hmmm? I've heard about you. Tell me about your training."
 And somehow Dick found himself telling her about Currahee, about the jumps at Mackall, the field drills in Upottery, even laughing about Sobel's antics with her. 
 Eventually, their cups ran dry. 
 "Where are you off to now?" She asked pleasantly.
 Dick answered honestly, feeling relaxed in her presence. "I'm not sure."
 "Well, it so happens I was on my way to visit the Notre-Dame Cathedral. Would you like to join me?"
 "Sure."
 Dick insisted on paying for both of their drinks, claiming his mother would read him the riot act if he allowed a woman to pay for her own. As they walked away from the cafe, she slipped her arm through his like they had done it a million times. Instead of feeling embarrassed or uncomfortable at the unexpected physical touch, he found himself smiling down at her. 
 What started off as a day without any intended plan, just enjoying not being on the front line or behind a desk writing reports, became one of the most enjoyable days of his life. After the Cathedral, they wandered along the Seine, stopping at any shop or attraction that caught their eye. She regaled him with different facts or histories of places they saw and other locations in Paris. Before the war, she had spent some time in Paris and now, having returned as a translator, she felt it was even more important to remember those things that the Nazis tried so hard to destroy. 
 Soon conversations turned to their own experiences at home, his in Pennsylvania and hers in London. The more they talked, the more he found himself attracted to her beyond the physical. She was a breath of fresh air amongst the smog of war. A ray of sunshine to remind him that above the dark clouds of War, the sun still resided. But even if the day was spent in laughter and companionship, a war still brewed outside. A painful reminder to what Dick's priorities should be. So, he promised himself that he would enjoy her company now, but once he left Paris, he would put her out of his mind. His men and the war came first. 
 As night settled over the city, they walked side by side back to her hotel. It was not too far from his own, thus he refused to listen to her protests and told her he would escort her back for her own safety. 
 "Well, this is me." She stopped in front of the lovely hotel. "Thank you for escorting me."
 "It's the least I can do. You spent the whole day being my tour guide."
 "That sounds dreadfully boring. But you'll have stories to share with that Nixon friend of yours. Though he may be more impressed if you bring him back a vintage bottle of wine."
 "No, he only drinks Vat 69. Lord knows where the man keeps finding the stuff."
 "Besides your footlocker?"
 "Yeah, besides that." He chuckled at her jest and the mischievous smile on her face. As they stood there, smiling at one another, he found himself wishing they had more time. That perhaps he had met her before or after the war and had been able to court her properly. For now though, he would cherish their time together. "Thank you for today."
 Her smile held a hint of sadness in it, as if she lamented their separation just as much as he did. "I pray our paths will cross again." 
 "Goodnight, y/n."
 "Goodnight, Dick."
 He stepped back, lingering a moment longer to gaze at her. After, he turned and started to walk away. The hour was late and they both needed to sleep. It was less than 8 hours until his train was to depart in the morning and he knew it would be wise to enjoy his soft bed one more time before returning to a hard, army cot. 
 "Dick!" 
 He spun around, surprised to see her walking towards him, her heels clicking loudly on the sidewalk. 
 "Is everything alright?"
 Without acknowledging his question, she pressed her lips to his in an eager kiss. Dick liked to consider himself a gentleman, never to take advantage of anyone, especially a woman. In this moment though, as all thoughts fled under her touch, his body reacted on instinct. His arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her flush against him while their lips parted, deepening the kiss. She moaned into his mouth, tasting like the wine she sipped on at dinner, her hands tightly gripping the lapels of his uniform. Heat coursed through his body as their tongues tangled together. He felt hypnotized, unable to pull away, to maintain propriety. Nor did he want too. She nipped at his bottom lip and his knees almost buckled underneath him. This moment was pleasure and fire, something he never experienced before….and something he wanted to revisit over and over with her. 
 After only a second and eternity combined, they both pulled back with swollen lips and breathless. Rising on her toes, she gave him a quick peck on the lips, a single flame compared to the bonfire they just lavished themselves in. Swiftly, she stepped back, running her hands over her dress. 
 "Goodnight…. don’t tell Nixon about this."
 He nodded, almost shyly, mind still reeling from their shared passion. "Yes, ma'am."
 With a playful, flirty wink, she twirled around and headed back towards her hotel, her heels clicking loudly on the ground. 
 Dick watched her walk away, lips still tingling and residual flames teasing his nerves. His eyes traced over her form, hoping to memorize it, to be able to always savor this moment. Looking up to the heavens, he silently prayed that one day, their paths would cross, one day he could perhaps pursue her, one day he could feel her lips against his again. 
 *****
 "So, you still haven't said much about your time in Paris." Nixon prodded, sipping from his canteen that certainly was not water. The intelligence officer had been relentlessly interrogating his friend about his pass for the past week. 
 Dick rolled his eyes, not even glancing over. "Not much to say, Nix."
 "You had to have done something! Come on! It's Paris!"
 "I saw the Notre-Dame."
 "Hey, that's something. Stop pressing him, Nix." Welsh butted in with his typical lazy grin. He reclined in the extra chair next to Nixon. "He did return the condoms."
 "For Pete's sake." Dick muttered as he listened to the two men laugh. He stood looking out the window of his office, overlooking Easy Company below being drilled by Lieutenant Dike. Again. There was something to be said about being prepared but this went beyond that. 
 "Harry, how long have they been out there now?" He asked, not removing his gaze from his men. 
 Welsh sighed, glancing at the clock. "About two hours now."
 "Right, come on. Let's go relieve them."
 The other two scrambled to their feet, following Dick out of his office and down through the labyrinth of the HQ building. Lieutenant Dike had come with high expectations but the more Dick watched the man, the more worried he became. 
 "You're too soft on them." Nixon teased, trailing behind him.  
 Dick gave a quick salute to some officers they passed, never missing a step as he responded. "They aren't learning anything by marching back and forth out there besides ways to murder their CO."
 "Was that a joke? Holy fuck. Did you hear that, Harry? Dick made a joke! Paris changed you."
 "I heard. Still in shock." Welsh deadpanned. 
 Dick sighed good-naturedly as they stepped outside the building. Slipping his cap on, he started in the direction of his newest Lieutenant. The footsteps of his companions falling in step behind him. 
 "Dick!" 
 His feet screeched to a halt. He knew that voice. Whipping around, he was greeted by the sight of her. Someone he thought he would never truly see again. A beautiful, blinding smile on her face as she hurried towards him. His heart rapidly pounded within his chest, giving away his shock and joy at seeing her. 
 "Y/n? What are you doing here?" He could not help sweeping his eyes over her, surprised to see her in a WAC uniform. Though it did nothing to diminish her beauty. 
 "I was asked to be a translator and help with deciphering coded messages." She answered casually as if she had not just revolutionized his world. Standing in front of him, she motioned to the army camp around them. "Is this where you are stationed?"
 "Yeah, yeah, it is."
 "Oh, that's lovely. We'll be able to see each other again. I am late for a meeting otherwise I'd love to chat. Could I see you tomorrow for a cuppa?"
 "Um, sure. Yes."
 "Perfect. I'll find you in the afternoon." She raised up on her toes and gave him a quick peck on the lips, causing his mind to short-circuit. "It's good seeing you, Dick."
 With that she spun on her heel and sashayed away, leaving all three men standing there shocked. 
 "Who was that?" Nixon demanded, gaze never leaving her retreating form. 
 "Y/n…. I met her in Paris."
 Nixon smacked him on the arm. "You bastard, you said nothing happened there."
 "Nothing happened." Dick tried to defend, even if the excuse sounded weak in his own ears. Besides, for him, something certainly did happen. 
 "Probably should have kept those condoms, Dick." Welsh said, clapping him on the shoulder with a chuckle. 
 And for a brief moment, Dick wondered if he was right. 
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