it takes two [peter parker]

➽ pairing: peter parker x fem!reader (y/n) ➽ word count: 3.0k ➽ summary: an accidental discovery leads peter and you to discuss poly-nylons, tony stark, and aunt may’s burnt meatloaf.   ➽ warnings: awkward teenage feels, fluff, all that good stuff ➽ a/n: nerdy little peter melts my heart uwu. enjoy!

“Hey, Y/N. Y/N!”

I turned to see Peter fumbling with his books, and I extended my arms to catch them. “Hey, Pete,” I chuckled. I looked at one of the books in my hand and saw the official autobiography of tech giant Tony Stark, and I laughed. “We get it, man, you’re in love with Tony Stark.” 

“I’m not,” Peter said quickly. “Just wanna read up on my boss.” 

“Right,” I said with a click of my tongue. “The whole internship thing. That seems like a pretty sweet gig, Pete.”

“It’s…” Peter began and nodded. “It’s alright.”

“What do you actually do?” I asked, placing the biography of Peter’s one true love back on his stack of books. “Do you do paperwork? Or Mr. Stark’s laundry?”

That elicited a laugh out of Peter. Peter Parker and I had been friends for a while, since we were lab partners in eighth grade biology, and I had been one of the first people he told about the internship. As excited as he was to get it, though, he never really talked too much about it. “I do…” He began. “Um… Stuff.”

“Well, yeah, that’s what I’m asking,” I said, shouldering my backpack. “What kinda stuff?” 

“This and that,” Peter shrugged. “Sorta whatever needs to be done.” 

I nodded slowly. “Uh-huh,” I responded. “Well, since you’re not gonna tell me, I’ll tell you some big news.”

“Sure,” Peter said. “What is it?”

“I got an interview for MIT,” I grinned, and joy overcame Peter’s face. His arms instinctually went out to hug me, but his stack of books went tumbling to the ground around us. He paid it no mind and hugged me tightly anyway, rocking us as he embraced me. Peter gave amazing hugs; that’s one thing nearly everyone can agree on. 

“That’s awesome, Y/N!” Peter exclaimed. “When is it?”

“Friday evening,” I said. “And I’m freaking out really bad. Do you think you could help me prep?”

Peter had already bent down and begun to retrieve his books. “Why me?” He asked. “A-Ask Flash, he’s on the debate team.” 

“Because I don’t want to ask Flash,” I sighed. “I want to ask you. God, Pete, you got an internship with Stark Industries! Why wouldn’t I ask for your help with interviews? I mean, I assume there was an interview process…” 

“Um, sorta,” Peter said. “Yeah, yep, there was.”

My eyes narrowed. “What was that turn around?” I asked. “‘Sorta’ an interview, but also yes?” 

“It wasn’t a, uh, a typical interview,” Peter said. “I met Mr. Stark’s head of security before him.” 

“Wait, hold on!” I cried. “You’ve met Tony Stark?” 

“I told you about this!” Peter smiled. “We went on that company retreat!”

“Th-The one to Berlin?” I asked. “You met Tony freaking Stark in Berlin? How’d I not know this, Peter?”

“I remember telling you,” Peter said. “I missed those days, and I texted you asking about homework, and you told me we had a test and asked how the retreat was, and I said that it was awesome and I met Tony Stark.”

“I don’t remember that,” I said. “But come on, Petey! Please help me prep for this interview, MIT is my dream school!” I grasped his arm and pouted at him, and I said, “For me?” 

Peter rolled his eyes jokingly. “Sure,” He said with a smile, as sincere as always. “Just come by tonight, I’ll get Aunt May to order a pizza or something and we’ll work it out.” 

I hugged Peter tightly. “Thank you!” I giggled. “Hey, save me a seat at lunch, yeah?” 

“Umm, Ned’s brought a few pieces of his Death Star,” Peter began. “It might take up a lot of space.”

“I’ll help,” I said. “If you don’t mind, that is.” 

“S-Sure,” Peter said, the tips of his ears turning pink. “We could use your smaller hands for some of the more intricate parts of the build.” 

“Great,” I said as the bell rang long and high for classes to start. “Crap. I’ll see ya, Pete!” 

The day passed as slowly as any normal school day would. I didn’t have a math club meeting that afternoon on account of our faculty sponsor being sick, so I was able to go home before I went to Peter’s. I gathered all of my MIT stuff from my desk and shoved it into my bag, and I opened my computer for a minute before my mom inevitably made me come to the living room. Twitter was already open (I didn’t pay great attention during last period physics), and I clicked around the trending page for a moment before seeing, at the very bottom of the list of trending topics, something called the “Man-Spider”. It wasn’t being talked about too much, but it was a trending topic in my area; knowing that someone would probably ask about it at school tomorrow, I clicked on it. 

It was a shaky phone video of a man in a blue and red suit on the rooftop of a building that was adjacent to the videographer. “Hey, you’re that Man-Spider from YouTube!” the videographer yelled. 

“Call me Spiderman!” The suited man replied back, his voice echoing around the street. 

“Okay! Do a flip, Spiderman!” 

The so-called Spiderman flipped backwards, eliciting a whoop from the videographer. The video ended there, and I huffed out a quiet laugh. Peter was really into gymnastics; he would like this video. I tagged him, @pparker101, figuring that he would watch it before I got to his place. 

When I finally got myself up and made my way across the borough to Peter and his Aunt May’s apartment, May answered the door. She was a tall and thin woman with long hair that she usually pulled up, and she smiled when she saw me. “Aw, hey, Miss Y/N,” May said. “What’s going on?”

“Peter’s helping me with an interview thing tonight,” I said. “Is that alright?” 

“Oh, sweetheart, of course,” May said, waving her hand around. “Where are you interviewing?” 

“MIT,” I replied. “The actual interview is on Friday, but, since he’s got that internship with Stark Industries, I figured he would help me prepare.” 

“Oh, good job,” May said. “Yeah, Pete popped out to get a sandwich, but you’re welcome to wait for him. Are you hungry? I’m making meatloaf.”

I had known May for long enough to know that it was safest to skip out on the meatloaf. “Oh, I’m alright,” I told her. “I ate before I came.” 

“If you change your mind…” May sang and scrunched her nose at me as she smiled. “Pete said that you helped him and Ned with their Death Star build today; how was that?”

“Pretty great,” I smiled. “It was a lot of pieces and we’re not finished yet, but all working together was pretty sweet.” 

“I bet,” May replied. “All of you are so smart, I could never do that, even with instructions.” 

My phone buzzed in my pocket and I pulled it out to see Peter replying to me on Twitter with a simple :). “Thanks, May,” I said. “Um, I think I’m gonna go set up in Peter’s room.”

“Alright, Miss Y/N,” May said and gave me a quick hug. “Have fun.” 

Peter’s room was messy as always, discarded projects all over the place, and laundry piled in the corner of his bottom bunk. I sat down on the edge of the bottom bunk and started to extract my papers and things to practice, but there was a weird sound from behind me. It was quiet and I almost missed it, but the cool breeze that hit my shoulder helped alert me to the fact that the window was open. I turned over my shoulder, expecting to see the widow accidentally unlatched and opening, but instead I saw something completely different: my best friend crawling on the ceiling. 

I couldn’t form words. I wasn’t convinced that I was actually seeing what was happening. Peter was attached upside down to his ceiling, wearing a weird onesie-looking outfit with alternating red and blue panels. He was quiet as he crawled to the other side of the room, and he extended his hand, his middle two fingers and thumb folded into his palm, and a string of white shot from his wrist and attached to the corner of the door. Peter tugged the door closed with ease, as if he had done it before, then he expertly flipped from the ceiling and landed on the carpet with the grace of an Olympic gymnast. His back was to me, but, now that I saw him better, I saw that he wore the exact same outfit that the Man-Spider wore in the Twitter video. 

“Holy shit, are you the Man-Spider?” I cried, and Peter flinched. He turned to me, his face stricken with panic, and I saw a black arachnid symbol in the middle of his chest. “You are! Holy shit, Peter--” 

“Dude, shut up!” Peter hissed quickly. His hand came up to his chest and he pressed on the spider symbol, and the tight suit loosened and fell off of his body. “I-I’m not the Man-Spider--”

“Spiderman!” I recalled from the video. “Peter, what the actual fuck--” 

“Shut up!” Peter pleaded, rushing to me and pressing his hand against my mouth. He was right on top of me, his chest nearly touching mine with each breath, and his dark eyes were wide at me. “Y/N, you… You can’t tell anyone. Please!” 

I shifted my head in order to remove his hand. “Are you serious…” I began. “You’re Spiderman? Wait, how did this happen? Was it the Stark internship, did Tony Stark do this to you?” 

“I’ll explain everything,” Peter whispered. “Just, you really cannot tell anyone.”

“Does May know?” I asked quickly. 

“Are you kidding me?” Peter scoffed. He reached down and grabbed a shirt and began to dress himself; I had noticed that, after the suit came off, he was only in boxers, but I figured that it was better not to say anything. “If she knew, she’d go ballistic.”

I sighed heavily and sat down on the bed once more. “Make this make sense,” I groaned, pressing my head into my hands. “Did this happen to you? Did you make it happen? Is this a Bruce Banner thing?” 

“No,” Peter said quickly, and he sat down next to me. “Look, it’s a really long story, but the basics are that I was bitten by a radioactive spider and now I can do weird things. Like, things I never was able to do before. I’m really strong now, Y/N, and I just… I can do that.” He said and pointed to the ceiling. “But Tony Stark found out about me somehow and he tapped me to help him in some sort of weird fight with him and Captain America. He made me that suit! It’s really cool!”

“It is!” I said quickly. “So, are you, like, an Avenger now? Is that what the Stark internship is?”

Peter paused for a moment, and his cheeks turned pink. “Yeah, I mean…” He started. “Basically, yeah, I’m an Avenger.” 

“Oh my God,” I laughed. “That’s awesome, Peter! But… Why would you keep this from me?” There was no point disguising the hurt in my voice. That was it, plain and simple. “I thought we told each other everything.” 

“We do,” Peter said. “I just… Mr. Stark told me to keep this a secret. He said that anyone who knew could be in danger. I didn’t want you getting hurt.” 

I chewed the inside of my cheek. The secrecy hurt and it wouldn’t stop for a while, but my excitement overshadowed that. “This is super cool, Peter,” I laughed. “So, the thing you just shot, do you-- Like, does your body make that? Like a spider? Was that a web?” 

“Yeah, it’s a web,” Peter smiled widely. “But my body doesn’t make them. That would be super gross.” 

“Sorta, yeah,” I agreed.

“Nah, it’s, uh,” Peter began and rushed over to the forgotten suit on the floor. “It’s a poly-nylon substance that’s loaded in these web shooters that Mr. Stark made me. They’re super strong and take three hours to fully dissolve. They come out of this shooter that I wear on my wrist.” He lifted up the silver web shooter to show me, and I grinned at it. 

“That’s awesome,” I chuckled. “Wait, does Ned know?”

“No,” Peter said quickly.

“MJ?”

“No.”

“Liz? Betty? Flash?”

“You’re the only one,” Peter reiterated. “Nobody else knows. Mr. Stark, Happy, Pepper, everyone at SHIELD, and you. You’re the only outsider.”

“This is…” I began. “This is really cool, don’t get me wrong, but isn’t it dangerous?” 

“Yeah,” Peter nodded. “I mean… Yeah. Everytime I go on a mission, I’m not really sure if I’m coming back.”

I sighed and rubbed my neck. “Don’t take this the wrong way, Petey,” I started. “But I really don’t like this. The idea of my best friend being an Avenger is super cool, but it’s scary as shit. I can’t lose you, Pete. Nobody gets me like you do, and I don’t know what I’d do if you died and I didn’t know why.” 

Peter was quiet as he came back to sit down next to me, his web shooter still in his hand. He toyed with it for a moment, then placed it in my lap. “I’m sorry,” he said. “I don’t know what else to tell you. I’m sorry.” 

“Don’t apologize, Pete, you didn’t do anything wrong,” I said. “You were doing what you were told was right. If anything, Tony Stark needs to apologize to me.”

Peter scoffed. “Good luck with that,” he said. “You’re cool. Ya know that?”

“Me?” I chuckled. “You’re freaking Spiderman, dude! You’re cooler than everyone at Midtown! So, is Peter Parker, like, your alter ego? Like Batman?”

“Batman isn’t real,” Peter said pointedly. 

“The point stands, ass,” I said and shoved his shoulder, eliciting a laugh from him.. “By day, you’re a nerdy high school student and, by night, you’re an Avenger?”

“Sorta,” Peter shrugged sheepishly. “I guess, I mean… Not to brag, but--” 

“Brag away!” I said. 

“I’m supposed to be helping you with your interview,” Peter began. “I think maybe we can table this until later. Yeah?”

“Fine,” I said with a pout. “Let me get my stuff…” 

I turned to retrieve my papers and everything that I had brought, and Peter’s hand returned to my lap to grab the web shooter. The fates, though, decided to throw a wrench into our casual moment, because the ajar door burst open to show May. Before I knew what was happening, Peter had shoved the web shooter down between my thighs in an attempt to quickly hide it, and he pressed his lips to mine. I caught on instantly; his hand between my legs only made sense if we were kissing. It was an easy cover up, something to get May out of the room, and-- honestly-- probably something that May had been suspecting all along. 

“Oh!” She exclaimed and backed out of the room, and Peter gave me a tight grimace. I could almost hear him stuttering out an apology. “Sorry, guys! I didn’t mean to--”

“That’s about my luck, huh?” Peter said loudly and laughed. “It’s-- Ah, shit-- Sorry, May!” 

“No, don’t be sorry,” May said from behind the door. Peter pulled the web shooter from between my legs and grabbed his suit, and he shoved them under the blankets behind me. “Don’t let me interrupt... Whatever that was. Peter, please remember to use a--”

“May, hush!” Peter cried, and I saw genuine embarrassment rise in his cheeks. “We’re not-- We weren’t--” 

“We were just kissing, May!” I said quickly. “Nothing else!” 

“Right,” May said. “Have fun. Meatloaf’s burnt, so, if you guys want something to eat, we can get Thai. Or you two can get Thai and I’ll stay here--” 

“May!” Peter groaned. 

“Right, I’ll leave you two alone,” May said, and Peter and I held our breath until we were sure she wasn’t at the door anymore. 

“God, sorry, Y/N,” Peter mumbled, pushing his hair out of his face. “It’s the only thing I could think of--”

“No big,” I said. “But I’m sure May thinks we’re dating now.” 

“She’s thought that since eighth grade,” Peter said and rolled his eyes. “Now she has ‘proof’.” 

“I mean…” I started. Too late to go back now. “I’d be lying if I said that I hadn’t thought of it before.”

“Us dating?” Peter asked. 

“I know you like Liz and MJ, so it’s always been…” I started. “Never mind.” 

“Sure, I like Liz and MJ,” Peter said. “But I like you too. Like, in a different way than I like Liz and MJ.”

“Like, in a girlfriend way?” I asked. 

“Yeah,” Peter said. He was looking down at his lap, obviously abashed and not wanting to look at me. “You’re really funny and smart, and you’re super pretty… Mr. Stark thinks you’re cute too.” 

“Tony Stark knows about me?” I asked. “He thinks I’m cute?”

“N-Not in a creepy way,” Peter said quickly. “When I went to Berlin, I brought a picture of you in my luggage, and Mr. Stark-- Well, Happy found it and he told Mr. Stark, and he said that you were pretty… Encouraged me to ask you out… Gave me… Ahem, pointers on how to ask you out.” 

“Really?” I grinned. This was amusing to find out. Tony Stark knew who I was. That was almost as cool as finding out my best friend was an Avenger. “What’d he say?”

“Some really gross stuff, to be honest,” Peter chuckled. “Nothing I’d ever say to you, not even jokingly. But… Whatever. Anyway. MIT interview--” 

I leaned in towards Peter and kissed him again, and I felt his smile against my lips. He kissed me back, his arms wrapping around me and tugging me close, and, when the kiss broke, I whispered, “So, does Spiderman have a girlfriend?”

“I’m sure he can get one if he wants to,” Peter said. 

“Does he want to?” I asked. 

“Duh!”

Secret Voight S2 Part 4 (Jay Halstead)

Summary: With the team now knowing you are Voight's daughter. That's one problem down but Voight still doesn't know about you and Jay. Unless he already knows.

Words: 2748

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Requested: Heavily

A/N or Warning: mentions of r*pe, murder, and torture.

You had left Jay in your apartment while you go talk to this Joe guy. His file said he always went to the same bar. You walked into the bar and spot him sitting alone. Joe gave you a once over. "Last time I drink with one of you, I ended up in jail,"

    You scoffed and ignored it. "I know how this works, you took care of Justin inside and now you think he owes you. Justin doesn't owe you jack shit. You hear me? Jack shit,"

    Joe takes a sip of your drink. "You can't arrest someone for hanging out with friends,"

    You looked Joe. "No, but I can arrest you for the drugs I'm going to find in your car. Don't fuck with me,"

     You were sitting in Intelligence the next day and Voight hands out a case file to everyone. You opened up the file and saw that there was two girls that were raped, murder and their ears were cut off. Voight cleared his throat. "They're calling him the Riverwalk Killer. Mayor is flipping out on the superintendent, who us flipping out of the Chief. None of that matters to me. Two women are dead and went through something hoffic. It isn't going to happen again,"

      Antonio looked up from the file and addressed the team. "There were no witnesses. Area control searched every crimes scenes and found nothing on physical evidence,"

    Ruzek looked at Dawson. "Pods?"

    Voight pointed at no one in particular. "Detectives from New York SVU are in route right now to help out,"

    You looked back at the file. "They also had two victims killed in their city two days apart,"

     Voight nodded. "Traffic camera picked up a male, white, 5'10 wearing a hoodie following both victims. but they couldnt get a clear visual on his face,"

   Jay looked at Lane. "What about sex offenders?"

     "Nothing pops out. Plus, no DNA yet off ant of the victims,"

    Voight walked to his office but stopped and looked at us. "We aren't waiting for that. We get proactive m. Boots on the ground. I want everyone working the river for suspicious behavior. Dress the part,"

     You were walking on part of the river while the team walked the other part. Well beside Voight and Lane, they were in the surveillance van. Antonio had came through the radio saying that he saw a suspicious person and was walking towards Jay. Jay being Jay ran after him and chased after him.

    After running his name, you guys didnt like him for the crime and still took him in to see if he had any information. He said that there was a guy around five in the morning that he remembers giving off the vibe of either a cop or a criminal. 

    It was an hour after you talked to the guy from the park and the detectives from New York were now here and you all had introduced yourself. Rollins was standing next to the board, also near Voight. "The only connection we can see is a trade show convention in New York at the time of the murder us here in Chicago now. Its at the Rittenshiuse convention center,"

    Voight looked at Lane. "Lane,"

   "On it,"

   You crossed your arms and walked over to your desk and leaned on it. "Who is this guy? What are we looking for?"

    Rollins looked at you and then to the rest to them team. "This guy had been elevated ri serial killer status. I mean, in terms of the rape and murder, there are five types of different profile psyches. I think we are looking at the anger retaliatory rapist,"

    Ruzek nodded but looked confused. "Why the ear? I get that hes a sadistic son of a bitch and everything, but us he trying to establish street cred or?"

    Tutuola, the other detective from New York who was sitting next to him answered. "Ususally a souvenir or a trophy m. Sometimes, they make a shrine,"

     Voight nodded. "How long do we have you for?"

    "As long as you need us,"

    --

    Lane does his magic and finds fourty five men who were at both conventions and showed him to the guy you took in eariler. He ID a Jeffery Baker which you and Jay were now waiting for. He was in a panel and its set to release at anytime. Jay looked at you. "Have you talked to Justin?"

   You looked at him. "Kinda been busy with you know the case,"

   "You need too. Voight is gonna kick my ass, if he finds me,"

    You walked up to Jay and grabbed his chin gently. "He won't find out and when I see Justin next, I will kick his ass, okay?"

   Jay was about to kiss you, but he looked behind you. "There,"

    You looked over and saw Jeffery walking out of the room. You and Jay walked over to where he was. "Jeffery Baker?"

    He looked up from his phone and looked at you two weird. "Yes?"

   "Detective Voight and Halstead, Chicago P.D,"

    Jay walked up next to you. "Apparently, there's been some damage to your hotel room. Housekeeping made a complaint,"

    Jeffery looked at you. "I didn't recant damage,"

    Jay placed a hand on Jeffery's back and pushed him to start walking. "Great, we can clear that up at the station,"

    -

    Jay and you were now sitting in one of the interview rooms with Jeffery. Jeffrey wasn't saying anything more than what he was answering.

    "How long have you been in town?"

    "Five days,"

   "From St. Louis?"

   "Yep,"

   Jay asked him a question now. "Have you been to the Riverwalk?"

   "What does that have to do with my hotel room?"

   "I'll ask again, you been to the Riverwalk?"

   "I have?"

   "When?"

   "I have a suspicion that I'm not here about a hotel room,"

     You didnt break eye contact. "What else would you be here for?"

     "I havent the foggiest,"

"I'll ask again when and what time where you down at the Riverwalk?"

"Do you guys got Internet here? Theres a great video on YouTube from this law-school professor called 'dont talk to the police' no ooffense,"

    Jay slammed his hand on the table and walked over to where Jeffery was sitting. "You're not in St. Louis, anymore. We have two rape-murders in the last few days, and your gonna answer some questions about that,"

Jeffrey had this stupid smile on his face since you took him in and Jay was getting tired of it. Frankly, you too. "Wipe that stupid smile off your face,"

Jeffery dropped his smile and then looked at Jay. "I will remove the smile as requested, to tell you very seriously, that you have the wrong guy,"

You were about to say something when there was knocks on the door and Antonio pops his head in and nodded at you two you to come talk to him outside in the hallway. "There's been another rape down at the Riverwalk. Victim survived. She's at Med,"

You and Dawson decided that it would be you and him that goes and see this vicitm at Med while Jay worked on getting infromation from Jeffery.

You walked into the room where Vanessa was, She looked at you and you saw how badly beaten this little girl is. Her one eyes was completely swollen shut. There was briuses and cuts all over her face. Your heart shattered. "Hi, Vanessa. I'm Detective Voight and this is Detective Dawson, and we're here to try to-"

Before you even could finish the sentence, she talked. "I'll do whatever I can do to help you catch him,"

"Thank you,"

Dawson walked up to the front of her bed while you were sitting in a chair next to her bed. "Can you take us through what happened?"

Vanessa nodded. "I'm on the soccer team at school, so I liked to get a run in after practice and out of nowhere, this guy appears in a brown hoodie with a mask,"

"Did he say anything?"

"Just to shut up and not to scream. He then, took me down to a dark area under the stairs and thats when he did what he did,"

"Is there anything you could see on him scars, a birthmark, a tattoo?"

"No,"

"Weight? Height?"

She looked at Antonio. "About your height, a little bigger. He had dirty blonde hair and brown eyes,"

"Anything else that could help idenity this man?"

"When he took his knife out something kicked in. We just had this self defense class at school, and the instructor said htat if you don't remember anything else, you should slap, grab, twist and pulled. That's what I did.

You were happy that her school did this class. It saved her life. "I glad you did. Where you able to leave a mark?"

"I got my thumbnail stuck in his eye and that when he fell out of me and I ran,"

You placed a hand on her shoulder gently. "You did amazing. Thank you for helping us,"

After you got done with Vanessa, you and Antonio drove back in slience as you were too heartbroken to talk. You went and told Voight about what Vanessa said, and kicked Jeffery. You were now in the break room when Jay comes in and shuts the door alone. You heard the door shut and you looked over and saw Jay was there. He walked up to you and place a hand on your cheek. You leaned into it. "Are you okay?"

You shook your head. "She's only 19 and she was beaten brutally. She wants us to tell the person who did this that they didn't break her. Let me tell you, that little girl is something else,"

Jay didn't say anything but pulled you closer to him and wrapped his arms around you. You allowed yourself to relax in them but the moment didn't last long because you heard the door start to open and he quickly let go of you and in comes Ruzek which told us that we were needed in the lobby. Rollins was the first one to address the team. "Okay, if the prep was rational, he would skip town knowing that the heat is on. There's a good chance he's still in town, so most likely he's angrier,"

Tutuola nodded. "He probably has a good idea that he left DNA under the victim's thumbnail and that's he gonna be I.D soon, so he's gonna need to strike soon while he still has a chance,"

Voight looked at Tutuola and then to the rest of us. "All right, hospital and clinics, check with foot patrol down at the Riverwalk. Beat the buses on this guy,"

----

Burgess was the one who found Neil Vance and he's likely the prep. The team was outside the hotel that he was staying at while Al and Ruzek were inside the hotel. You and Jay of course was in one car. "What if Voight does find out?"

You rolled your eyes as you were getting tired of this convestion. "I don't know. We'll cross that bridge when he have too. Stop brining it up right now as we have an important case we are working on,"

You guys were there for a good half an hour before Al comes over the radio about how Jeffrey Baker walked into the hotel and Voight told Al and Ruzek to take him.

We were now back in Intelligence, sititing the lobby area. Antonio was looking over the details of the case. "Baker is from St. Louis. Vance is from Shreveport. Not sure how they met,"

Tutuola answered Antonio. "Some deviant chat room most likely,"

Jay was the next to talk. "Baker travels for his conventions. Maybe Vance meets him there. Baker's the lookout while Vance does the crime,"

Rollins was looking at the board. "It's a dyad. Both partners plan and commit the crime together, but htere is usualy a dominant-submissive relationship,

Tutuola nodded towards his partner. "Like the Columbine killers, the D,C snipers. the Menendez brothers and those two yahoos who blow up the boston marathon,"

"Yeah, the dominant force is psychopathic and/or sadistic. The submissive partner is depressed. He's dependent. The leader is going to be charamastic, you know, enthusiatic. He's looking for a follower to manipulate, while the subordinate he's vulerable. He feels lost. He needs someone to lead him,"

You walked up to the board and pointed at Jeffery. "Guarnteed, Baker is the dominant one,"

"Where's Baker right now?"

Jay looked over at Voight annoyed. "Interview room. He's all lawyered up,"

"Not for long. Put him in the cage,"

As Jay was walking over to you, you heard Tutuola ask Kevin and Ruzek what the cage was but no one answered him so he looked very confused. You had to sniffle a laugh with a cough. Jay looked at you werid. "You okay?"

You nodded. "Yeah,"

"Laughing at Tutuola's question about the cage?"

"More like his reaction when no one answered him,"

Jay smiled and chuckled.

After maybe thirty minutes of being in the cage with Voight, Baker gives up Vance and said that he is meeting him at Navy Pier. When we got there, we all spreaded out. You all mainly stayed on the Pier but Ruzek went towards the water. Al and Jay went on one of the boots. After a good ten fifteen minutes of looking for him, Ruzek comes over the radio and he is clearly talking to Vance but he doesn't want to let him know he is talking to the team. Voight asked twice where we was at and Ruzek hinted at where he was which was the Marilyn Yatch. You took notice of the woman he was holding hostage. You ran over where the Yatch was and got there just as Voight did. You walked over to your father. "Call SWAT,"

Voight shook his head and put his radio to his lips. "There's no time for that. Halstead and Olinsky, move into postion,"

Vance noticed that the team was standing there watching and address us as a group. "We are going to back out of here. The moment I see someone flash metal at me, she's dead I mean it!"

Ruzek put his hands out trying to calm down the sitution. "None of that needs to happen, all right. We're not going anywhere,"

Voight radioed. You got the shot?"

You heard Olinsky come back. "Affirmative,"

"Take the shot,"

Olinksky takes the shot and within seconds Vance drops to the ground as the woman screams. You ran over to her and comforts her.

--

You were finishing up reports after you came back from the Pier. Everyone else had left before Voight, Tutuola, and Rollins. Voight was in his office with the door shut and Tutola was in the car waiting for Rollins to come. "I have a couple of questions for you,"

I looked up from the report and saw Rollins was standing in front of you. "Go for it,"

Rollins looked towards Voight's office and before she could even ask you, you knew what the first question was going to be. "Yes, he's my father and no he didn't have anything to do with me being place in Intelligence,"

"Well that's one question answer. By the way, I didn't think he did,"

You nodded. "The second question?"

"Are you and Jay-?"

Your heart sped up as she started. "No,"

Rollins, clearly didn't believe you. "Just be careful. Dating your partner or having feelings for him doesn't end well,"

----

Its been a few hours since the case was finshed and you were at your apartment waiting on Jay to come over with take out when you heard someone knock on the door. You get off the couch and you walked over to the door. You opened it and noticed that it was Justin. He walked past you into your apartment. You weren't really expecting Jay for a good ten to twenty minutes. Justing turned around and looked at you and his entire face screamed scared and worried. You walked up to him. "Are you okay? What's wrong?"

Justin couldn't figure out to say. "I just um, um I just. I didn't want to but I had to you know?"

He looked down at his hands you looked down at this and place his hands in yours. His hands were bloody. "What the hell did you do?"

1032

survey by danceamydance

Have you ever witnessed a birth? Never have. I wasn’t present when my mom gave birth to my younger siblings and other than that there’s been no reason for me to be around for the birth of my other younger relatives.

What pattern does the closest tissue box have? I don’t have one in my room, but the one in our bathroom is brown. I think. I never actually checked even though I use it everyday lol.

Where did you lose your virginity, if you have? I truthfully didn’t really keep note of what counts as the first time because we had already been fooling around quite a bit. I’d guess either a hotel room or my room, or maybe hers. The one thing I can remember was that I was 18, so there’s that.

What color car(s) do your parents drive? We have two white cars and one teal. I still don’t know why my dad got a teal car when none of us in the family are into colored cars, but according to him getting the Vitara in white would’ve looked like an FX (a form of public transport here), so I’ve learned to make my peace with the teal car lol.

What are your views on getting rid of the penny? I can’t relate, because we don’t use pennies.

Which Asian country would you most like to visit? Aside from the ones I’ve already gone to, I’d love to take a trip to Thailand, Vietnam, Sri Lanka, and India.

Have you ever had a nosebleed? Nope. I fear the day I get one; I’m scared of blood haha.

How far away do you live from your birthplace? Maybe around 30 minutes without any traffic. A realistic drive to Manila would take me anywhere between 1 to 1.5 hours.

Do you have bangs? Yep, and they’re starting to get pretty long as well so thanks for reminding me that I’ll have to trim them soon. I want to get rid of them already as I’ve had my fun with them, but NO ONE HAS SEEN ME WITH BANGS loooool so they are still staying. 

Are you a good driver? I wanna say I’ve been better through the years? Hahaha the consensus is that I drive a little crazy, but my friends still always pick me to drive them whenever we go somewhere because everyone apparently still finds me the safest driver to ride with despite my temper on the road. Having a tiny car, being bullied by bigger pickup trucks and SUV through the years has helped toughen me up.

Have you ever kissed someone underneath the mistletoe? No. My ex and I always celebrated Christmas separately, with our own families, so we never got the chance to do this.

Do you watch the Olympics on the television? No. It’s not really something that interests me.

What was the scariest experience of your life? The time I nearly crashed into a car that I didn’t realize was stopped in the middle of the road while I was going 80 kph, and having like 3 seconds to hit the brakes.

Do you have a Tumblr account? I mean...

Are your nails painted right now? What color? Nope.

Have you ever played truth or dare? Several times, though I always pick truth because I’ve never had a problem saying it. I also hate picking dares because my friends would usually make us do dumb things, like dance, or worse, make out with someone in the circle.

How long is your driveway? Not very.

Are there any tv shows you keep up with religiously? Mmm it used to be The Crown, but I probably won’t be watching it for a while despite the new season because 1) I used to watch it when my past relationship had still been smooth-sailing, so watching it would just remind me of that; and 2) Gabie loves the shit out of Gillian Anderson and she was brought in for season 4 lol. 

Right now my focus is on a new Korean drama called Start-Up, which is currently ongoing and is so fucking good. Nam Joo Hyuk is also there, so it’s a sweet bonus for me <3

What is your favorite iPhone app? I’m using YouTube the most these days, so it may as well be my favorite.

Where is your mother right now? She’s at work.

Do you know anybody named Carl? I don’t think so. The only person that came to mind is an uncle named Carlo who I haven’t seen in more than a decade. My dad’s college group used to be super tight-knit and I used to be friends with his friends’ kids, so it’s sad to see them kinda grow apart and notice the others be more reclusive over the years.

Are you more of a night owl or a morning person? Morning person. Ugh, work is changing me as a person haha.

What is your favorite song at the moment? Saw You In A Dream by The Japanese House has taken the top spot again. It’s just too goddamn good of a song.

Do you have a weak stomach? Very. I’m awful with car rides, bungee jumping, fair rides, you name it.

Have you ever been to a party where people were drinking underage? Hmm, yes. Kaira’s 18th birthday – it was held in May but most of the people at her party weren’t going to turn 18 until the end of the year, so it was a lot of 16 and 17 year olds drinking. I had just turned 18 then, so I allowed myself to take my first sip of a margarita.

How many stores are in the mall closest to you? Malls here are generally packed compared to what people may have in the US or other countries, so even though our local mall isn’t anything notable, it still holds 200+ stores.

Do you know anybody who has been diagnosed with cancer? Yes, but they’re all outside of family. My mom’s side is very weird about cancer and never share information about family members who may have it and only ever refer to it as ‘the c word,’ so I may have more relatives who have cancer than what is made known to us.

How far away is the closest McDonald’s to you? We have one literally right beside the main entrance of our village but because our house is at the very end of the village, what should be just a couple of steps away is instead a 10-minute drive for me.

Would you ever meet someone in person that you met online? Yeah I’ve done that with a few people in the wrestling circle. Jila I met unexpectedly while we were both in line for the WWE house show in Manila in 2016; Javi I met when I lent him my Chris Jericho memoir; and Rafie was the one who gave me a free ticket to said WWE show. Rafie’s a local celebrity now and he has such a huge following, so as weird as it is I’m also glad I have that little memory with him before he blew up.

What was the last film you watched? That Thing Called Tadhana, but I was unable to finish it. I’m into TV shows these days and I’ve been all over Start-Up.

Does it snow where you live? Never has.

Have you ever been to an art gallery? Of course, I’m a sucker for those. I always go to one whenever I can; there are a lot of malls here that’ll randomly have pop-up art exhibits, so art galleries here actually aren’t limited to just museums.

What are your neighbours like? A lot of them have kids, that much I know because a lot of them play outside in the afternoon and make some noise. We all keep to each other, though, so I don’t know any more about them; the only time we get together is when the neighborhood organizes its own Christmas party for the community.

Do you visit your town’s library often? I would if we have one, but public libraries are not a thing here. If you needed to go to a library to find a book, you would have to go to a university.

Have you ever had to take care of an intoxicated person? This just gave me college flashbacks haha. Of course I have, and the most notable people for me are JM, Andrew, and Angela.

What flavor was the last ice cream you ate? It’s a red bean ice cream sandwich that also has a bit of vanilla ice cream in it.

Can you do a cartwheel? No but I definitely tried a thousand times as a kid.

Who is the last person you spoke to on the phone? Can I do video calls instead? I haven’t done phone calls in a while. The last people I was on a call with were Ysa and Bea.

^ What did you talk about? Secret work stuff.

Which website do you spend the most time on? YouTube, Tumblr, Reddit, Twitter.

Have you ever kissed someone of a different race? I haven’t.

What can you smell right now? My coffee chocolate chip cookie.

Do you read fanfiction? If so, what fandoms? I haven’t checked on my favorite authors since college, mostly because they went MIA at some point and moved on to different fandoms as well. But when I did, I mostly read ones for AJ/Punk and HHH/Steph.

What accent is your favorite? Man this question is asked a lot...

How did/will you celebrate your birthday this year? Gab gave me a cute digital present, I think I may have spent the whole day playing the Switch, and Hans and Angela sent over a box of sushi for me.

Are you more introverted or extroverted? I’m both depending on the people I’m with. If I’m with a crowd I don’t know all that much, I turn my volume down.

Do you tend to repeat yourself all the time? Yeah. I got it from my mom, who unconsciously repeats stories all the time.

How was the last chicken you ate cooked? Fried.

Is there anybody you always find yourself thinking about? Yes, but it has gotten easier to manage/ignore altogether these days.

What was your last argument about? Haven’t argued with anyone in a hot minute. It was probably my mom as always, but I no longer remember what it could have been about.

Are/were you part of any extracurricular activities in school? I had clubs in high school since it was mandatory. In college, I was in yearbook and a journalism org.

Do you want to get married someday? I don’t know about that anymore.

What colors are on your country’s national flag? Blue, red, yellow, and white.

Would you go back to your ex if he/she asked you? I’m pretty stupid when it comes to this, so yes.

Three Days ~ 32

Catch up on AO3

~*~Sebastian~*~

The train was pretty crowded with people commuting into the city. I can't imagine spending three hours going back and forth to work every day. But right now, I thought an hour and a half with headphones sounded ideal. Processing didn't feel like the right word. I usually think of processing as something you do to deal with a negative or incorporate some insight you just had. Emma certainly wasn't a negative. But I guess process is the right word. A lot had happened in the last four days.

About fifteen minutes out of town my text alert went off. Emma sent me a picture of her in her classroom in front of a bunch of words. I doubt her pointing at baby, boy, and blue was accidental. I sent back the first thought that came to my mind, "Damn."

Next thing I knew I was at my station. I had not processed shit. I'd sat staring at her picture while my music played. Maybe that was processing?

I ducked into a shop to buy a bottle of water before hitting the gym. I was the last to arrive. I was going to get shit for this.

"Mr. Stan, glad you could join us."

Len looked at Don," Leave him alone. He slept in."

"I've been up since five-thirty, but thanks for the support." I dropped my bag close to the wall, "Got a train back from Beacon at seven."

Jackson crinkled up his face, "What's in Beacon?"

"Parents moved there. I was helping them unpack."

I must have smiled or something because Brad jumped on me, "I don't think that’s all you were doing."

I could feel my cheeks turning red. I joined them stretching out. "I did meet a woman"

There was a chorus of, "Oh yeah", from the four other men.

"Don't be like that," I admonished. "I haven't had a real date in forever."

George laughed, "We know. You'd given up."

I laughed too. I'd forgotten about that conversation. It had been George's twentieth anniversary and I'd commented I'd given up getting a date, forget about getting married. "I guess I was too hasty with giving up."

Len put his hands behind his head and thrust his hips, "If you're rusty and need some tips just let me know."

I covered my eyes with my hands, "Thanks, but I’m doing fine."

Hours later I walked into my apartment. Fuck, was I tired. Hadn't gotten much sleep the last couple of days. I smiled thinking about why. Checking out the picture on my phone again, I headed upstairs to shower. I wanted her face. I asked for a closer picture, put my phone on the charger, and hit the shower. Still wet, I fell face down on my bed and was out, not waking up until my manager called. We were going to have dinner tonight. I hung up and I saw I had a text. I closed my eyes and said, “Please."

The look on Emma's face in the picture was sweet with a touch of sexy. Her smile showed off her single dimple, but the slight quirk of her lip was like she had a secret. If I kept thinking about that I was going to get hard.

I was surprised when she responded to my text. It was a short conversation. I like how she'd brought up skipping past the when is it ok to call or text part. I suck at that shit. I think everyone does except assholes who like games. I don't have the time or inclination to figure out if I’ve waited long enough to contact someone. What happens is I'm waiting for the appropriate time, something happens, and I’m outside the window. Which, oddly enough, is exactly what happened with me trying to kiss Emma.

While I say I suck at this shit, I don't suck at all of it. Honestly, I'm a good date. I'm attentive and can be romantic. I like romance. I like how Emma and I started. The touching and talking were refreshing. It was like time stopped. There was nothing but she and I getting to know each other. I know that's not completely true. There were bumps and anxious moments, but that's part of it, part of life. I like how I felt as we maneuvered the bumps. I didn't feel alone. Feeling anxious feels alone. It feels like stuck in your head and you don't want to let the thoughts turn into words because it makes it real. If you don't say it out loud it’s not real. Good and bad with that. If it's not real, it's not real, but if you don't say it out loud no one can help. That’s a double-edged sword too. People think they're helping when they flood you with reasons you shouldn't feel how you do. If only anxiety disappeared with logic. Some people understand, some even know how to help. Then some people use it against you. I’ve known all three types. Even fell in love with the worst type.

The point of all that is to say Emma made it better. Without a pause she did the thing, said the thing, to make it better. By itself, not such a big deal, but when you combine it with everything else. She's smart, beautiful, fun, articulate, kind, sexy, and she makes me feel good. I feel like I've hit some kind of fucking jackpot.

There is an assumption that being famous is a sex buffet. Yes and no. Do you get offered anything you want and a few things you don't? Yes. I got talked into going with several of the Marvel guys to Vegas. I'd heard the stories. There were places one could have no strings sex and little to no risk of anyone talking. I'm not talking about brothels. I mean clubs frequented by locals who knew how to keep secrets. More than one of the guys had "usuals". There is money involved, but it's for discretion, not sex. Yeah, I know. I don't see the difference either. I went, but wound up out of my mind drunk with the faithfully married men. Wasn’t for me. Honestly, I got laid much more in college and the early years. Because once people knew who I was and the offers started I never knew if they wanted me, a story, a name crossed off their "to do" list, a photo op, or were a gold digger. Not that I had any money back then. When you’re shooting somewhere you're not running around fucking locals because you’re busy. And tired. I get up about two hours before call time, so I'm a human being before I get to set. What I'm saying is it's complicated and not easy. A buffet would be easy.

I'm more of a serial monogamist. I like relationships. I like being part of a couple. There are dry spells. There are dates with sex. And there are dry spells. Most recently there's been a friend with benefits. She picked today to call. After the texts with Emma, but before dinner with my manager. We haven't seen each other in, I don't remember exactly, three or four months. It's been a while. Dry spell. Thankfully, this arrangement was not complicated so when I told her I was seeing someone she was happy for me.

The dinner meeting with my manager, Emily, went well. I stayed focused despite the little part of my brain that stayed acutely aware of the time. Volleyball practice was over at nine. Theoretically. It’s a bar league and timing might be loose. She has work in the morning. Probably won't be too late. I should probably stop thinking. If she can't talk she won't answer. Just like all day today when we texted when we could. You know, like functional adults.

Sebastian ~ You home?

Emma ~ Yep

I hit call and waited to hear her voice. "No, no, no."

Click.

Not what I was expecting. I pulled my phone away from my ear and looked at it like it was a foreign object. FaceTime popped up. Oh, okay. I answered and her face filled my screen, "Hey."

Emma smiled, "I'd much rather see you than only hear you."

"This is better." Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail and she was without makeup. She looked like the day we met. "You're beautiful."

"Thank you." She laid her head to the side and shrugged her shoulders, "Why'd you think I wanted FaceTime?"

I pulled my eyebrows down and pursed my lips, "So I could tell you I think you're beautiful?"

Emma shook her head with a grin, "Because I wanted to see your handsome face."

"Thank you." I inclined my head slightly. "How was practice?"

"Brutal." She laughed. "Sand absolutely everywhere. I miss gym floors and shoes. A lot of drills and some three on three."

"Keep going." I liked listening to her talk. She went into more detail while I listened and watched her facial expressions. She was animated with small movements that brought her words to life. I was especially aware of the quirk of her mouth. I was missing her hands and how they talked as much as her words.

"And how was your morning at the gym?"

I raised a hand, palm up, "Didn't you see my Instagram post?"

"As a matter of fact, I did." I had posted a picture of the group with me lying face down. "You looked tired."

"It was a heavy weight day." I entertained her with some of the day’s antics. The comradery made it less exhausting. We worked hard and we laughed often. "I took a nap before dinner with Emily."

"How'd that go?"

"Good." I nodded. "We've worked together for over twenty years now. I start filming in Rome end of July."

"That will be warm."

"Yeah, it will be. June will be the longest I've been home for a long time."

"Lucky for me."

"When's school out?" I was making plans. Pretty global and unstructured, but plan.

"We have through next week to finish up with work. Then it's fun and games. Celebrations of art and music to show off the projects we've worked on but haven’t sent home. Then there’s a day of outside athletic stuff. Relays, three-legged races, carrying eggs, tug of war. All sorts of things to celebrate sending our fifth graders away and the others flying up a grade.  All three weeks away. School ends on Wednesday. Closing ceremony for staff Thursday. Then Friday I am going home to Alpharetta for a few days. then back to do some curriculum work."

"I thought it was summers off." I was a little disappointed. I, like many, assumed teachers were really off during the summer. This wasn’t working with my as yet unmade plans.

"Depends on what’s going on. The last winter we had so many kids out with flu and an ice storm closed school. We decided we wanted to have options like video lessons on YouTube or Google Classroom. Right before school started, we got our curriculum cleaned up. Figuring out what are the necessary things we need to make sure we teach. Then over the school year we've been recording lessons.  After faculty meetings, we’ve spent time organizing them. This summer we just have to finalize and work with IT do develop the web site."

"Wow, sounds like a huge undertaking."

"It has been, but it will be so helpful if a student is out for them to be able to see the lesson that goes along with their makeup work."

"Are all the grades doing this?"

"Eventually. First and third did this year. We’ll help them to learn from our mistakes."

I got an idea, "Does that mean I can watch videos of you teaching?"

She laughed, "If I enroll you in my class. You'd want to watch that?"

"Maybe. I mean you like watching me do my job."

"Ah, Sebastian. Leveraging a movie to be able to see me teach.”

"I'm not going to promise I'll be in class every day. Never was. But I'd like to see what you do? Someday you'll go on set with me and see how boring most of it is." What did I just say? I’m not shooting anything for almost two months. How very optimistic of me.

"Well, there's an offer I can't refuse."

Good answer. "I've got a photo shoot in a couple of weeks. I think it’s the same week you're going home."

"Ooo, where are you going?" Her face lit up with excitement.

"Toronto. It's promo stuff for the film festival."

"I feel like I should know what you have showing there."

I wanted to reach out and wipe away the annoyed curve of her lips. There was no way she could know unless she was poking around the internet. I liked that she wasn't. "I'll catch you up. It’s a love triangle kind of thing. I'm the bad choice." I told her about filming, how much was improv, and the basic plot. She asked questions to clarify and I enjoyed explaining. I never felt like I was being interviewed. Emma wanted to learn about me.

With the conversation, I'd lost track of time. Again. When I glanced at the clock it was much later than I'd thought. I ran my fingers through my hair, "It's like our first date all over again. Talking for hours."

She smiled, "Its a theme for us. I hate to, but I need to go to bed."

"Believe it or not I’d planned on watching the time, so we could both get some sleep. I, at least, took to a nap." We shared a smile, "I'll talk to you tomorrow."

"OK. Good night, Sebastian."

"Night, Emma" She disappeared from my screen and I wasn't very happy. I wanted to keep talking, to keep seeing her expressions. Her green eyes weren't as vibrant on FaceTime, but my memory could fill in the details.

Wednesday was text free and my phone rang at three-thirty. "The children were horrible today."

The exasperated look on her face made me smile, "Could it be their teacher was extra tired today?"

She huffed out a breath, "It’s possible.” Her lips turned to a smile, "Wouldn't change a thing."

"What do horrible children do?"

"Tommy used his folders as frisbees. Annabelle and Brooklyn gave each other tattoos during recess with Sharpies. No one could sit still for lessons or story time. And finally, Marta threw up all over the table and we had to evacuate the room until the custodian got it cleaned up. Room smelled like vomit and Glade the rest of the day."

I had been cringing since the tattoos. "Sorry about the definitely bad day."

Emma nodded, "What did you do today?"

Not much. "Um, long run this morning. Lighter weights today. More core and flexibility. Picked up some Thai food on the way home. Took a shower. Then I started reading a book on female spy units. You called. Now, I’m mostly trying to figure out a way to climb through the internet so I can kiss you. We've still got some catching up to do.”

Do you have a fan/air conditioning on right now? It’s rare that I don’t have at least one on, but during the warmer months, like now, I have three.  When was the last time you sang along with a song? Which one was it? Yesterday while watching my church’s Sunday service live stream. Are you currently wearing any hair accessories? Which ones? I just have a scrunchie at the moment. Have you ever wished you had a different name? Which name would you choose? Nah, not really. Do you often press the wrong keys on the keyboard? I type fast, so it happens. My thoughts are faster than I type, so that will trip me up sometimes as well.

Have you ever customised an item of clothing? What did you do to it?I’ve painted shirts for concerts before. 

When was the last time you got a splinter stuck in you? D: Hmm. I don’t recall.

Do you prefer drawing or painting? Any particular reason why? I don’t do either one, but I do like to color. 

Are you saving up for anything right now? What? Nothing in particular. 

Are you any good at playing pinball? I’ve never played.

Do you own any figurines? Of what? Yeah, I have two Funko Pops.

If you have any siblings, how much rivalry is between you all? There isn’t any. We playfully tease each other and joke around, and we bicker sometimes like siblings do, but there’s no rivalry or issues between us. My younger brother and I are really close, actually.

When did you last have itchy eyes? They’ve been bothering me lately. My allergies tend to act up a little more in the summer months, I think.

If forced to go camping, would you rather sleep in a tent or a caravan? Gah, if I absolutely had to choose out of the two I’d pick the caravan but I’d really rather not go camping at all.

Is it dark outside right now? Yep, it’s 5AM.

How often do you get jealous of other people? What is it usually about? I haven’t felt jealous in a really long time.

Do you prefer framed photos or just sticking photos straight onto walls? I’d frame them if I were going to put up any photos. However, I don’t even really do that. My photos are all on my phone and saved online in various places.

What’s your favourite type of cake? Funfetti, strawberry, red velvet, and white cake. 

Have you ever woken up from a dream and believed it to have been real? Yeah, it’s such a trippy feeling. I’ve had to really think about certain ones because they felt so real. I’ve also had horrible dreams where I’ve woken up literally shaking and sobbing. 

When was the last time you brushed your teeth? Yesterday. Don’t judge me, it’s It’s only 5AM. I’ll brush them later on today.

How tired are you right now? Pretty tired, but of course here I am at 5AM still awake.

When was the last time you had an argument with someone? What was it about? Bleh.

If there’s a bug in your room, can you sleep or do you need to get it out? Nopeee. If I know it’s there, it’s gotta go.

How long have you gone without sleep? Like, how long since the last time I slept? I’ve been up for almost 16 hours.

Can you drive yet? How good are you at it? Nope.

Do you prefer travelling alone or with people? I’d only travel with others.

Did you listen to the radio today? I haven’t listened to the radio in years.

What was the last baby animal you saw? Baby kittens in a vlogger’s video on YouTube recently.

Generally speaking, is it warmer or colder in your house than outside? Ugh, it tends to be warmer! D: Like, recently it was 70F outside, but like 86F in my house. Wtf??

When was the last time you threw up? It’s been a couple years. I get this really random wave of nausea now and then, though. I hate that feeling. Sometimes it definitely feels like I might actually get sick. 

Do you give people high fives or hugs more often? I haven’t done either one at all since the pandemic, but even before that I didn’t do much of either. 

Have you ever tie-dyed something? I think I did once when I was a kid.

Name something you thought was cool when you were younger but don’t now: Hmm.

How long does it usually take you to get to sleep? Well, for the past few months I haven’t even been going to bed until like 6 or 7ish and it takes times for me to fall asleep. Sometimes I don’t end up falling asleep until like an hour or so later. And I get up a few times as well. D: If it’s too hot, then it’s even worse cause I can’t sleep if I’m hot.

When did you last get a papercut? I don’t recall.

Which do you prefer: Blackboards or whiteboards? Whiteboards. 

What sort of things do you have bookmarked in your internet browser? Well, my Bookmarks toolbar has Google, Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr, YouTube, Pinterest, and two saved PDFs.

Are / were you spoilt? Would others agree or disagree with you? You could say that. I feel like that has such a negative connotation to it; though, like a spoiled brat or something. I’m very blessed, fortunate, and appreciative of everything my parents have and continue to do for me.

What are you wearing right now? Leggings and a graphic tee, as per usual.

What was the last book you read? The Girl and the Hunt by AJ Rivers. I’m about to start, Never Walk Alone by Willow Rose.

French Musical Recommendations?/review (Part 3)

This is a mix between recommendations and shows I don’t like and shows I just know exist but don't know a lot about. Even if I’m not too much a fan of some of the show I would still check these shows out for the fun of it, maybe its not my cup of tea but it is for someone else. Again my French is lacking so if the lyrics aren’t great I wouldn’t really know unless I sat down and read them which I didn’t do.

Robin des Bois (2013): 

what to say about this show... I’ll start with the summary: Robin Hood and Marianne break up pre-show and have their own groups going on. Marianne also has a son with robin but robin has no idea about him. Sheriff of Nottingham starts attacking so Marianne asks robin for help. Also the sheriff figures out about robin’s son and so he imprisons the kid and surprise! there a romance between Nottingham’s daughter and Robin Hood’s son. 

Yep, haven’t seen the show, really don’t mind the plot sounds interesting enough. I’ve only listened to the soundtrack once and all I got to say is that it’s not great. The cast is lovely and look really sweet and friendly with each other, but all the songs really just sound like basic pop. To be clear without understanding the lyrics and just listening to it with not visuals, I found the soundtrack quite boring, so maybe I’m just missing something. My favourite songs are “Le flèche et la cible,” (the piano makes it sound like an anime opening or something, liked the drums too, and the vocals are nice) and “On est là” (it’s a really weird one, I couldn’t put my finger on it but after playing it for someone I got the decisive answer of it is very 80′s, the instrumentals really threw me off but hey it’s catchy). Also some songs had a bass line that also threw me off, just wasn’t expecting it. like the one in “la Providence,” maybe it’s just me. And one last thing about the songs, what the hell is ”Notting hill Nottingham” like that title is also the chorus and I’m just?? maybe if I understood the rest of the lyrics it would make sense? aside from the debatable chorus line, the drums are a blast in this song. Clips and music videos available on YouTube along with a behind the scenes two part video on the official musical’s channel.

Non-Music: well the costumes are ok, don’t love them but don’t hate them either, though friar tuck’s is debatable, from the bits I’ve seen most of the background is done with a screen which is fine, it’s more of a concert style show anyway, I’m a big fan of the ladder trees though, the dancing and acrobatics is probably the highlight of the show (again only saw bits but it looks good)

Dracula l'amour plus fort que la mort (2012): This is different from the Frank Wildhorn Dracula musical, Dracula: A chamber Musical and the Swedish Dracula musical. Unsurprisingly this musical is based on Stoker Dracula telling which I never read so I don’t know how much it follows that text. It was also inspired by the 1992 Coppola film (which again I have never watched). I won’t be too helpful about plot summary but it follows the general novel plot with Jonathan Harker engaged with Mina Murray goes off to Dracula’s castle for work. Things happen, the issue with Lucy occurs then Mina is targeted by Dracula and Harker with the Dr. Seward and Helsing go to kill Dracula to save Mina. There also seems to be a subplot where Mina was Dracula’s lover in a past life, which is shown through dance sequences throughout the show.Music wise it’s mainly rock pop which is up my alley. Personally, just based on music and not lyrics I like “Encore”, “Elles”, “ Le Ciel et l'Enfer” “ La Dernière danse” and maybe “L'Amour et son Contraire”.  The full show is available on YouTube.

Non-music: This show goes hard on edgy imagery. I personally quite liked the general over the top modernish gothic vibe. The dancers are great and quite liked some of the limited palette scene. The opening shadow puppet scene was cool. The only part I really had issue with is maybe the CGI 3d video scene. It was cool at times but the CGI is not great which is not their fault, but kind of distracted me. Also if you watch it there is this scene where Harker is laying in a large Pieta statue (minus the Jesus) and it’s just great. Like edgy church imagery with vampires? sign me up. There’s also this Vampire dream sequence in a bed because of course every vampire musical needs one (Tanz der Vampire if you know what I mean). Harker is in bed and vampire women come out from the bed (the bed itself is a hollow prop where dancers are hiding within and pop out from the holes hidden by the puffy bedding), the bed itself could have been more decorative with posts (like tanz) but still a really cool scene, Almost forgot, Mina and Dracula are played by dancers so they don’t really sing, especially Dracula he does not speak at all. Costumes are fun to look at, some are the best but I appreciated the general look of the show so I’m not that bothered. I strangely grew to like the spiney Dracula costumes, I think the fact he didn’t talk and just danced helped me like the costume more.

Overall, fun show so if pop rock is your vibe this show you should check it out.

Cindy Cendrillion (2002): This show is not good, but I had a blast laughing about it as I watched it so I recommend it. Let me clarify, my dislike is not due to the cast, in general I thought singing and dancing and all that were really good, what gets me is how dated it is now (it is really early 2000’s vibes and some of the plot is debatable). Show is available split into two acts on YouTube.

So the plot is pretty much a retelling of the Cinderella story in a modern early 2000′s setting. Cindy (Cinderella) is the daughter of an recently disappeared Irish pilot. and she lives with her step mother and sisters who are mean to her. She has a passion for dancing the jig, I’m assuming they are referencing Irish step to a certain degree. She goes out in night to dance but her step-mother threatens to kick her out if she doesn’t come home before midnight. A super star named Ricky (Prince Charming) has a Birthday ball and sees Cindy and falls in love. Also Ricky had a model Fiancée Judy who he breaks it off with to pursue Cindy. Spoilers now... Ricky writes a song where one can dance “the jig” to so they hold a competition to find a dancer for it, guess who wins? Cindy.. they fall in love... but Judy realises it’s all over for her and Ricky ands faxes him so mean message then commits suicide by overdosing on drugs. Cindy gets scared and leaves Ricky to Ireland. Ricky tracks her down and they fly away in a spaceship?! honestly this plot is just sure something.

Okay.... um if you read the spoiler section of the summary you’ll know how wild this show is. For those who haven’t warning there is an suicide by overdosing on drugs in the show. Music wise it’s alright, I watched the show but all the songs are quite forgettable because I was so distracted by the plot. Again the vocals are nice so perhaps I just need to listen to audio only, though I’m unsure about some of the lyrics. 

Non-Music: I have so much to rant about this show. First off it’s just weird that her Irish pilot dad keeps appearing in like spiritual form. Also Cindy is not spectacular at dancing, which is hilarious during the jig dancing competition you have actual dancer ensemble members doing cool moves and in general good dancing but at the end Cindy comes stepping around and twirling a bit, the same choreography she does every time she danced the jug in the show and then wins the competition. Honestly, they should of just done full Irish step dancing and had the actress trained in it or to be more practical had a double for Cindy that was obscured to trick the audience into thinking this double was Cindy. The actress was lovely and maybe she can dance but “the jig” choreography was so pathetic compared to the ensemble’s part, even the ensemble part was weird.. maybe I just don’t understand what “jig” dancing is. Also the ending was so random to me, maybe it’s because of my lacking French, I get there were references to space throughout the show but WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT ENDING. Well stage wise it was interesting at parts. I like the large center column piece that had platforms on it that moved around the pillar. Cindy’s love song to Ricky with her in front of a large Ricky Magazine and two screens showing zoom ups on Ricky was weird. Finally, costumes, really dated and tacky but I think they were quite fun. The only complaint I really have is Ricky, he wears this half tank top half leather jacket look, and it’s really a single tiddy out look.

Starmania (1979): Let me start by saying I DON’T hate this show I just know little about it. I’ve watched bits a few years ago and only really recall one song. It’s one of THE French musicals, I mean I wouldn’t know for certain but you’ll see it’s quite popular and covered by newer musicals cast member (like Mozart L’Opera Rock). The photo is from a more recent production which is different from the original costumes. As a show it’s set in a futuristic society so there is some surreal techno outfits and set pieces, which are actually quite cool. It’s pretty much about a gang called the Black Stars who are trying to rebel against a billionaire turned politician Zéro Janvier. There is romance plots, the wiki has more info on that. In general, the singing is great and from the parts I’ve seen it looks interesting despite the show aesthetic being really not my thing. Full versions of the show are available on YouTube, the production done in English is also posted on YouTube. I would say if you are trying to get into French Musicals this is a good one to listen to as well as it’s kind of a classic but I hesitate as the visuals look a bit weird due to the futuristic element (kind of remind me if starlight Express when it comes to costume) but if this isn’t you cup of tea there are plenty of other shows as well.

Résiste (2015): It’s a French Jukebox Musical. It’s one of those one artist jukebox musicals, so all the songs were originally sung by France Gall and written by Michel Berger. It’s about five friends (I think they’re friends), two of whom are sisters. The sisters work with their dad at the family bar/night club. The plot revolves around something tragic happening and the five friends trying to deal and grow from it? (probably something to do with the night club)I haven't seen it so I have no idea what the tragic event is. I didn’t know any of the songs before this musical but it’s quite catchy and fun. Clips of the show and songs are available on YouTube.

Makeover fic. This is for my love. It's long but I lied about this being 2 parts because I'm long-winded. @amethyst1993

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Part 2

The next stop was shoes. Erik grabbed a few pairs including heels, offering to pay since Ken was already spending a lot as it was. He shook a pair of 3-inch chunky heels at her impatiently and she turned her nose up..

“Do I have to? I can’t walk in heels.”

“Do you wanna be a bad bitch or nah? ..Yes? Then put them muhfuckas on and take your time… Keep your ankles straight.” He tried to control his face when her ankle went in and out but a snort escaped.

“I’m glad you find this so hilarious, nigga. You try walking in heels,” she snapped, embarrassed. "This is stupid!"

“Chill, you’re doing good... for a newborn giraffe.” He covered his smirk.

“I’m not doing this,” she sighed with her hands on her hips. Reaching down to take off one of the heels, she was stopped by Erik’s hand. She snatched away and her ankle went out again, but he caught her before she could fall.

“Hold onto me and walk, one foot in front of the other.”

“People are staring,” she whispered nervously.

“Don’t worry about what they’re doing. Worry about walking in them heels… More hips in the walk. You stiff. Get some motion going. Like this, watch me.” Her gave a brief runway walk mimicking the combined walks of all the women he’d been with.. strutting with just enough model and just enough stank to make Ken snort.

“I’m sorry,” she covered her mouth in attempt to stop smiling. Erik rolled his eyes.

“You get the point, now copy what I just did… just like that, boom boom. Don’t be scared of yourself… Shoulders back and chest out,” he said inwardly groaning as her chest popped forward. He averted his eyes. “Yup, you’ve got it.” She was giddy, hugging him tightly and jumping in excitement. “Okay, okay,” he pushed her away gently and she rolled her eyes thinking he didn’t want her all over him, but in actuality he just didn’t want her to feel him get hard. “So you bringing ya ass to class tomorrow. Remember.. posture is key. Walk is key. Know that you That Bitch and you will be.” Ken was overwhelmed with emotion. She stole another hug from Erik, releasing him quickly before he could push her off.

—

She took a deep breath, stepping into her classroom with the confidence Erik had coached her into. She didn’t wear heels, but her ankle strap sandals matched the outfit Erik chose, skinny jeans and an off-the-shoulder pink and off-white floral print blouse. Her hair was down, long and curly past her armpits and with a fresh, clean face and full natural brows arched to perfection, she didn’t look into her classmates’ faces, she simply took her seat as usual. She could feel the strong stares and when she did look up, a few girls complimented her silently with their large smiles. It made her feel good and she smiled back at them individually. The energy that they were giving her, she wanted more of. “You look so good! I love your hair, oh my God,” a girl named Mercedez gushed after class, approaching her and reaching out to touch the soft curls. “Is.. all this yours,” she whispered in question.

“Yep.” Ken had been growing it for years and leaving it alone. Only thing fake on her was her nails, which she was starting to love more and more despite the fact that it was harder to write, type, and wipe. She figured that out quickly though.

“Hey you, when’s your next class? When you free? You wanna go to the caf? My meal plan lit, I got you.” Marquis came up chatting to her in the hall like they were old friends meanwhile she’d never once had a conversation with him. They were nearly strangers! She thought he was speaking to someone else at first until his hand went lightly to her shoulder, barely touching it but still present and hovering.

“Can't today. I got a class I’m rushing to, but maybe Thursday,” she said, rushing off politely. That wasn't the last strange thing to happen. Her next class she shared with Erik and Travis and Travis was acting strangely. Ken heard him whisper to Erik about a new girl being fine.

“That’s not a new girl, nigga, that’s Ken,” Erik replied not so quietly. There was a pause. Ken walked closer to say her hello.

“You lyiiiinnnng,” Travis gaped in awe. “If you Ken, then say something Ken would say.”

“Your-middle-name-Rondalez-you-can't-cook-or-wash-your-own-clothes-you-peed-on-yourself in-the-”

“WHOA chill,” his eyes widened nervously flitting to Erik who shook his head. Travis gathered himself quickly, rubbing his chest. “Okay," he looked her up and down, "But what’s with the, uh,” he gestured to her outfit, “Everything. I mean...” He nodded his approval and Ken started to grin, flattered. “You do look good like this, I won’t lie,” he shrugged still focused on her crazy curves. His eyes were glued to her thighs. "Yeah, you look mad good in fact." Biting his lip, he grabbed her hand holding it up gently, “Turn around for me real quick?” She started to spin and Erik snatched her hand back down.

“Stop that weird shit. Nigga, it’s KEN.” Erik pushed Travis a foot backwards and stood as a barrier.

“KenDRA,” she stressed causing Travis’ eyebrow to raise. He looked around Erik to her. Annoyed, Erik pulled Ken to her seat and made her sit like she was on punishment before returning to smack Travis in the back of the head. Even after the class started, Travis kept looking back, biting and licking his lips, an obvious sign that he was into someone. Ken knew him well having seen him do the same exact thing countless times in the past to various girls. Their friendship did go all the way back to middle school afterall. This was weird, Erik was right. Travis was too close to her, almost like family. She couldn’t do it. She allowed Erik to block his path after class while she made her escape.

Thankfully, Shawn was still the same. "I'm still confused by this.. because you the homie, but you double caked up so it's weird.. You feel me?" He was so straightforward and honest. It was a comfort. "And I don't like Kendra. I knew a Kendra. I don't like that, can I just call you Ken?"

She smirked, "Yeah, you can call me Ken."

Then she saw him. Mr. New Balance from the mall and her little heart was heavy. She still felt the kick of his denial and she started to tuck her tail, but she kept her head high and kept walking past him on the sidewalk to her next class. Surprisingly, he turned altering his route to walk beside her. “Heey, I don’t think I’ve seen you here before and I thought I knew all the pretty black queens at this school.” That sentence made her sick. Not only did he not recognize her but in a twisted way without him realizing it, he was calling her ugly. She looked at him briefly. She was disgusted, all the pain of being denied by him gone.

“Oh you've definitely seen me before.”

“I’d have definitely remembered that,” he smiled, “I won't even ask if you gotta man ‘cause I don't care. I'm a wear you down and you gone be mine.”

“That’s funny, I asked you out two days ago and you said you had a girl.” He looked over to stare into her her face and she stopped walking, turning with a stomp to stare him back in his.

“Hm?" It took a while. "Oh damn,” he gasped finally recognizing her. “My bad, beautiful, I ain’t know you was this bad. Forgive me for sleeping.”

“Nahh, nigga," she chuckled humorlessly. "Stay sleep.” She strutted off without missing a beat. She was still irritated as she walked away, but a part of her also felt proud of herself and empowered. She’d denied the guy who’d denied her a couple of days ago and.. she checked briefly over her shoulder.. He was still staring at her as though she hadn't just dismissed him. What was this magic that turned men into even bigger fools? Was this ‘pretty power’?

She went through the rest of the week in a different light. It was a new world of opportunity like her glass ceiling had been raised miraculously. Overall, people of all genders were way nicer and more respectful. It was like living in the Twilight Zone and though she was sick at the duality and fakeness of people, she didn't want to go back to being ignored. She could do anything in this world as a pretty girl. Flirting for the first time with various people was enjoyable. She hadn't felt weird or uncomfortable or denied not once! She was well recieved. It was a mindblowingly freeing feeling. For the first time in her life, she was desirable. She felt that soon she'd even be able to find someone a special someone and start experiencing things like romance and sex. She was too ready, but how would she go about it when she'd never even been on a date?

At home, she took care of her coursework, ate, and then she got in the mirror. Taking stock of her face, body, and hair, she took to YouTube and Instagram watching beauty gurus, hauls, and lookbooks. She did her own research, ordering staple peices of the clothing that she liked from online. She took a trip back to the mall to buy some chokers, leggings, and accessories to mimic the styles she'd seen online. She even got her makeup done at Sephora and bought all of the products used. She watched carefully and soaked in the instructions before returning home to practice, binging on makeup videos. Over the next week, she styled herself and took pictures daily, posting them on her Instagram. Her follower count grew quickly along with the number of likes she recieved. She started getting hearts and eyes in her comments and her DMs wheezed to life. Soon, her packages arrived and she was really able to show out. She pulled a fluffy pink bra, multicolored pants that she adored, heels, a choker, and a matching waist necklace or whatever it was called. She beat her face in her home mirror and took down her hair allowing it to fall full and free. To say that she was feeling herself was an extreme understatement. Couldn't nobody tell her that she didn't look tantalizing and divine with her titties SITTING and her clothes fitting to her figure perfectly. She posed herself happy in the mirror, tossing her hair and loving the skin she was in before deciding that she needed to capture the moment on camera. The shots came out amazing. She loved how confident and fearless she came across and she posted the photos on Instagram, proud of the way she looked. Her IG had become her own personal lookbook.

The next morning, she put together another look that she was proud of. A cropped cream blouse with slight cleavage and bell sleeves, a brown nude miniskirt, and strappy corset heels. Her hair was up in a high bun and she wore large gold hoops. Going about her day, she had various classes and new people to fawn over her as they saw her around. She was getting numbers left and right. She still saw Erik and she gave him dap remembering not to hug him. He pointed out her heels with a grin.

"Oh you a bad bitch, huh? You cute or whatever! You do seem happier. I'm proud of you." He broke the touch barrier hugging her tightly and she happily accepted, but when he pulled away, he switched moods. "BUT.. BUT..," he pointed, "What the hell was that shit you posted on IG yesterday? You thirst trappin now? I DM'd you and you ain't respond. I texted you and you ain't respond."

"Hell yeah I'm thirst trapping," she chuckled, "I gotta find dick somehow. Do you know what it's like going from completely dry to having your pick of the litter?" She hadn't responded to Erik because she'd been so busy responding to various niggas! "I'm trying get these virgin guts smashed!"

"Nooo," Erik cringed, "Kendra... You gotta slow down and take your time get to know niggas, don't just give that shit away. Make them niggas work for it. They don't deserve it. YOU choosing now, so slow down.. the dick will be there."

"But I want it nooowww," Ken whined playfully, pouting.

"Babygirl, you need to wait.. and put on some pants! What's this school's dress code? You might wanna rethink wearing skirts that damn short. I can almost see your coochie. Ass too fat for that."

"...Babygirl?" Ken squinted at him in humored confusion. He kissed his teeth.

"That's all you heard? Yeeeeah, you thirsty. I'm just saying, you doing well and all but you're moving too fast. Just dial it back some. Put some clothes on or something when you on the gram at least.. and at school.

"Really nigga?" She chuckled. He was the one who put her in her first deep v-neck shirt and told her she needed to feel comfortable with herself and now she finally was. He was the one who made her buy lingerie in hopes that she would get laid. What else did he think would happen?

"I'm looking out for you, Ken. You getting the wrong kind of attention and the niggas you talking to.. ain't good niggas. I know things and I'm trying to spare you. They ain't gone tell you they ain't shit. They just gone let you find out for yourself the hard way."

"Mm and who's better, go ahead," she waited. He scoffed.

"I'll show you, gimme your phone... You talking to Dame? Nah not that one... and Charles a hoe, he like white girls. Marquis is a no. I hear that nigga got crabs every other month. Kevin got herpes and spreading it so be careful with these women too. This one broke as fuck and wanna use you. Damn. You don't wanna do any of these you got in your DM's right now... Why Travis ass in here?"

"Ask him! I've got the same damn question. I've been ignoring him." She snatched her phone back staring at the faces. Erik had no reason to lie, but she was still extremely irritated. She looked around and spotted a bookworm type who was cute but in an understated, under the radar type way. A smirk crossed over her lips and Erik turned to look at who she was scoping.

"I'm gonna ask him to take me out on a date and when he says yes, I'm going to have fun on my first ever date.. then I'm going to fuck him into a coma."

"You ain't hear a damn word I just said."

"I did! Have you heard anything negative about him?" He couldn't say that he had. Ken zipped over to the guy who said his name was Byran. She secured a date for the weekend. He said he'd take her someplace nice. She was over the moon with excitement.

---

"You did what," Travis chuckled.

"Told that nigga I'd crack his ribs if he touched Ken and that he better wine and dine her right then drop her ass off and fuck off to a comic book convention or whatever the fuck he does."

"Niggaaa.. She gone kill you for intervening. Why would you do that shit? That nigga look like if you touch him he'll shatter. He prolly shit himself when you threatened him! You sure I ain't the only one feeling the kid, E?"

"I'm just looking out for her, that's all. She hot in the ass right now and she need to slow down."

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Ken wore a short mauve bodycon dress with a matching long mauve jacket and nude brown heels. She made sure her makeup was as clean as she could make it and that her long hair hung down in defined curls, checking her reflection anxiously over and over. Bryon dressed up nicely in a grey suit and orange tie. His suit was a little oversized, but it reminded her of herself. She figured she'd eventually help him to become more stylish as she had, but they could move slowly into it. She could even get Erik involved when the time came. She didn't want to bring that up on her first date, she wanted to get to know him and enjoy herself. He picked her up with flowers and it was an awkward meeting. He looked as though he were extremely nervous and preoccupied. He didn't seem to even notice her appearance and that offended her. She took the flowers and sat them aside, rubbing his arms in attempt to calm and comfort him, but he couldn't be soothed. Discouraged, she asked if he needed to reschedule, but he insisted that they go out. On the good side, he took her out for seafood and let her order whatever meal she wanted. She liked the food and tried to eat slowly, in a way that she'd seen others do. She was concious of her chewing and used her napkin. However, the evening was very quiet. He was very shy and not much for conversation. He barely looked at her. She thought she had something on her face at first, but a trip to the restroom proved her face was fine. At the end of the meal, he payed and drove her back home. She tried to get him to come in, but he was extremely adamant about having a lot of homework to do and in the end, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't convince him. She felt like she'd failed. He didn't call or text and she'd waited. She didn't understand what about her still wasn't good enough for love, so for the rest of the week, she made it a point to stay to herself.. until Erik called her to hang out with the guys.

It was Sunday and Shawn was already there. Travis popped up after. They listened to her boring date story pointing out all of the easy opportunities Byron missed. "He ain't called you back? Texted? Nothing? Yeah he's a dumbass." Travis shook his head. "See, I wouldn't do you li-"

"That's crazy," Erik added cutting him off. "Thought that lil boney nigga would jumped on it. Told you these niggas ain't shit. You gone listen to me eventually." Ken rested slouched on the couch, her thighs wide apart and she belched swirling her soda in her hand. "Cheer up, you dodged a bullet. Just focus on you and the right one will come. Be patient."

She didn't want to be patient. She wanted what she wanted. She wanted what she deserved.

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"Yo baby, yo baby, yo," a voice called on her way to class and Ken turned to see that same negro approaching. New Balance.

"They got black fraternities on this campus? No baby, no baby, no," she rolled her eyes and he chuckled.

"Aw, my thick queen looking good enough to eat. I'd spend hours.. That's my word. You wouldn't be able to do shit but cum. Don't answer yet, just think."

"You wouldn't know what to do with it if you had it. Nigga, do you even know my name," she snapped.

"I'll learn whatever names you want me to. My name is Trent, and you are?"

"Not messing with you!"

"Okay," he smirked. "But maybe you should. Let me take you out this weekend. If not this weekend, next weekend. All my weekends are free.. for you." She stopped walking. He wouldn't give up or leave her alone until she said yes. Exasperated, she faced him.

"You know what? Fuck it. This my Instagram, DM me. I'm not giving you my number."

"Kendra," he said reading her name aloud. "Let me message you now. This weekend, Saturday at 7pm. I can scoop you or meet you."

"Meet me."

"I'll send you the location."

---

The location was a steakhouse and he was already there in a suit that fit and a thousand watt smile. He was attractive, of course, but still an asshole. He seemed to sit that aside though, showing nothing but charm. Soon, she forgot she wasn't supposed to like him and she began to actually enjoy herself.

"Kendra," a familiar voice called and she turned to find Erik dressed up and dapper with a beautiful woman on his arm in red. They looked red-carpet worthy and she was in awe. His eyebrow raised and she knew he was pissed that she didn't tell him about her date. With a sweet smile, she wordlessly tried to smooth it over.

"Hey Erik, this is my date.. uh.."

"Kenneth," he said quickly. She realized she'd never asked.

"Kenneth! Yes, and this is my best friend, Erik." Erik nodded, eyeing Kenneth closely. Ken suddenly felt a chill, but when Erik's date nudged him and gestured with her head toward the door, he excused himself with a polite goodbye.

"I'll talk to you later tonight," he said over his shoulder on his way out and Ken knew to expect an ear full.

"He likes you," Kenneth smirked, "But it doesn't matter because he's not fucking you tonight, I am." Sipping his drink he met Ken's eye waiting for her to oppose. She didn't.

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"Shin Sakura Taisen Rekidai Kayoushuu" Review (Part 2)

SEGA boldly (or is it a risky move?) introduces new Kagekidans that represent new cities with this game. Not one or two, but just THREE for now, with a fourth one debuting later in the Spring TV series. Track 4 to 6 of the album are specifically slotted for these new heroines...

Contrary to reports in various sites that had reported them as such, in my opinion, these are definitely NOT character image songs. Kouhei Tanaka-sensei has openly referenced them as "[City Name] GEKITEI". So these sit in line with Paris Kagekidan's "Mihata no Moto ni" and New York Kagekidan's "Chijou no Senshi". Whatever happens to those teams, by the way? Hmmm...

One might argue that unlike "Shin GEKITEI", only one member sings these songs. But they seem to forget one thing: Sakura Shinguuji sang solo on the first vanilla version of that song. I don't know what the future holds, but there's a possibility that in the sequel(s), we might get another take of these songs that incorporate other members of their teams. For two of them, at least. We'll just have to wait and see. For now, let's embark on a globetrotting journey!

Niji no Kanata (Other Side of the Rainbow) by. Huang Yui (Sumire Uesaka)

As soon as I heard the full version, I wasn't completely sure how I felt about it. Surprisingly, I think I enjoyed the short MV version better. When SEGA started releasing one MV after another, starting from Berlin to this one, "Shanghai GEKITEI" totally stole my attention. I proudly declared it as my favorite of the three. Perhaps because the verses felt more concise (with less instrumental parts) that made it sound more... kickass? Even though it had a somewhat odd lyric, which you will understand why. This full-length version somehow exuded a different vibe. The verses were longer, which was the bit that I'm not too fond of. On the other hand, the lyrics flowed better and made more sense. And then there's an issue with Yui's voice. She had a playful and childlike tone in "Aratanaru". Assuming that's her who got the shortest line in the interlude, of course. I prefer the more gallant take that she used here, but the inconsistency threw me off. Suffice to say, I had to hear it a few times to finally get the hang of it. But goodness gracious, the Chinese vibe, which was even stronger (that should be obvious, I know! Ahaha), never failed to win me over. Just like the verses, the instrumental portions were also longer, thus giving it a slower and elegant pace. That serenading sound of Erhu just hit my soft spot every single time, likely resonating with some part of my genes. Combined that with a blast of modern instruments, and it blew me away. I sure want to see a live orchestra perform this with a Chinese theatre dance to accompany it! Its lyrics, courtesy of Ouji Hiroi, carried a similar message of Teito, Paris, and New York themes. Protect the city, its people, and seize the dream. Why does the title use 'Rainbow', though? Especially considering 7, while being a good number for a relationship, is considered as unlucky in Mandarin (ghost month). The key is in the kanji for 'Rainbow', because it is also known as 'Hong' or 'Jiang', the name of a two-headed dragon in Chinese mythology. And what does the symbol of Shanghai Kagekidan look like? Yep, a DRAGON! So while in Japanese it literally translates as "Other Side of the Rainbow", the context also points to it being "Other Side of the Dragon". Even though it might take me a while to get used to this, and it's no longer my number one, it's an amazing piece nonetheless. I'm old, so I'm not familiar with Sumire Uesaka's pop songs. But so far, I haven't heard her sang a song like this. As Kouhei-sensei had stated, these new "GEKITEI" were composed to challenge the VAs vocal prowess. That seems to be the case here, to which Uesaka did a great job! PS: Wikipedia told me that Uesaka is a fan of Russia. I wonder how she would feel if she was cast as a leader of the Moscow Kagekidan instead?

Entaku no Kishi (Knights of the Round Table) by. Lancelot (Manami Numakura)

Just like the previous song, I had a completely opposite reaction to this as well. It honestly took a while for me to like or even understand the London Kagekidan theme when its official MV first came out. This full anthem also sounds different but in a far more positive light! How so? The second Westminster Bells kicked off, my mouth grinned so wide. Then the music slowly developed into that familiar tone, but continued to build up even more with meticulous touches and flares of fanfare, horns, trumpets, and an electrifying mix of the electric guitar. And suddenly I was transported into the medieval era, with images of brave knights flashing on my mind, en route for a battle to protect the land. Daaaang... Kouhei-sensei totally knows how to make something sound so graceful, yet gallant and rich, huh?! A sensation that young'uns nowadays would easily call 'EPIC'. My lingering issue with this song remains as-is: Manami Numakura's voice. Don't get me wrong, she is a wonderful VA with a unique vocal tone (Kohaku in "Dr. STONE", right?). I'm just not a fan of her singing voice, never was since her Idolmaster days. Even when it's my least favorite part of the song, that tomboy-ish charm blends perfectly with the song and gives it a distinct sound. The end result is something that continues to delight me and puts a smile on my face. Oh, what about the title, you ask? I think it's obvious enough. London Kagekidan is clearly based on the tales of King Arthur. Arthur is (likely, the code-name of) its blond-haired, high priest-dressed Captain, while our female lead here is the loyal Lancelot. It intrigued me when the lyrics, by Shouko Fujibayashi, mentioned 12 knights just like its lore. Does the team really have that many members? Assuming it will feature in the sequel, that would be fun to see. Then again, Idolmaster started out with 10(+1) idols, so I'm sure Lancelot would fit along just fine! Hahahaha... PS: Do you think that echoing bell at the intro and interlude sound convincing? Well, Kouhei-sensei said they actually recorded it at the actual location! Another good reason to appreciate this song.

Kurogane no Hoshi (Iron Star) by. Elise (Nana Mizuki)

*standing ovation* This. This IS a SCARY song! And by scary, I mean what a challenge it IS to pull off. Imagine trying to do at least an okay job at this in a karaoke booth? Godspeed. Nuh-uh, I don't think this song will work without Nana Mizuki's powerful vocals. Not just because I'm a fan of her, or have always wanted her to be part of this franchise. But I love Elise because she adds that much-needed heavier tone to the cast. Her brief but scene-stealing lines in "Aratanaru" proved that notion. You could easily recognize her voice amidst the chorus. If you think the short MV version (the actual first 1:20 minutes) that you see above already sounds amazing, just wait till you hear the middle part of this song. It slowed down, with various strings gently swayed you to enter another realm. Then it went FULL OPERA, with a piercing vocal work that would send nothing but genuine shivers to your soul! Goosebumps. All the time. The music had clear influences of Wagner's compositions, and those who are at least aware of classical music (or have seen "ClassicaLoid Season 2" Hahaha) would probably notice that almost immediately. Song of Valkyrie, anyone? Because of that, Kouhei-sensei personally did the arrangement for this number, seeing that it required a full-blown orchestra ensemble. Sensei showed the first part of the music sheets during one of the Teigeki Report, and I had a feeling it must've blown away everyone who saw it. I mean, Seijuurou Kamiyama's VA Youhei Azakami was literally jaw-dropped. He also revealed that Nana went above and beyond on that last high note, hitting it longer than she was supposed to, in time for the grand orchestra finish. Seriously, goosebumps. It is certainly one of the highlights of the album, and you DEFINITELY need to listen to this. Also, this is the only Kagekidan theme that I'm not sure can work as a group song. It IS still a Berlin Kagekidan song, proclaiming the might and power of the team that started it all. But can it be performed by a team of Hoshigumi? Dealing with that complicated lyrics by Shouko Fujibayashi ("...Schwarzer Stern, kurogane no hoshi..."), and fast-paced tempo will undoubtedly leave them breathless. Now I'm patiently counting the days to see Nana perform this in a live concert! Mindblown... PS: By the way, original Hanagumi's "Dream/Yume no 1 Pound" and Kanadegumi's "Enbukyoku, Kimi ni" came to mind when I tried to analyze this song. Presumably due to that middle part, which is true to Kouhei-sensei's style. You'll be hearing that magic touch of him again in some of the next tracks.

Next: the curtain rises for the Shin Hanagumi ladies!

Video is available on SEGA Official Youtube Channel. "Shin Sakura Taisen" is produced by SEGA, and RED Entertainment. Credits and copyrights belong to their respective owners.

Life Online: Guy Tries Makeup and Beauty Products

Fandom: Star Wars (Youtuber AU)

Pairing: Poe Dameron x Reader

Summary: You persuade Poe to try out some of your makeup and beauty products. He's scared yet intrigued.

Internet Famous Masterlist

“Hey guys! So as you can see from the title of this video a guy, aka Poe, will be trying some makeup and beauty products!” You looked at Poe, “So how do you feel?”

“Is it weird that I’m sorta kinda really scared right now?” Poe asked you looking completely scared out of his mind.

You laughed, “It’s not bad! I promise you won’t get that hurt or anything.”

“Oh, o-wait. That hurt? Hol-”

You clapped your hands and exclaimed, “Let’s get on with the video!”

Poe was now sitting at your vanity and you stood beside him, “Okay. So this is gonna be a three products at once kind of thing. So first, I’m going to put some fake lashes on you.” You took them out of the packaging and carefully applied glue to them.

“People actually pay money for fake lashes? But they already have some!”

“People want longer lashes, thicker lashes, Poe. Now stop moving and close your eyes!” Poe groaned as you applied the lashes along his lid. With tweezers, you adjusted them so they would look more natural. 

“Are you done yet?”

You set the tweezers down, “Yep! Take a look!”

Poe turned to face the mirror and he checked out his lashes, “Wow...that’s a lot of lash. It’s weird.”

“Okay, look at me.”

Poe turned to you and saw some weird contraption in your hand, “Woah woah woah! What is that?!”

You rolled your eyes, “Calm down, it’s an eyelash curler.”

“That looks like some sort of torture device!”

“Sit still, Poe! It won’t even hurt!”

“What if you stab me in the eye or something?!” Poe exclaimed pushing your hands away from his face.

You stepped back and sighed, “You’re being such a pain right now! You said you were willing to do this!”

“Uh, that was before I knew you were going to come at me with torture devices!”

You tossed the curler onto your vanity, “Fine. We’ll skip that and go to the mascara. I’m going to coat your lashes in black liquid to make them look more full. Are you going to freak out?”

“Maybe...” Poe muttered.

“Poe!”

“Okay! I’m good!” 

You picked up the mascara and opened it to reveal a tiny brush, “Look up.” Poe did so and he felt you brush the mascara tip along his lashes, slightly tugging them. Once you were done with one, you moved onto the other. Poe snuck glances at you every once in a while. Your face was so close to his and you looked so concentrated. You were perfect in his eyes.

“Alright! You can look!”

Poe turned and his eyes widened, “Woah! They definitely look long and thick,” He wiggled his eyebrows and you scoffed. He giggled and turned back to you, “Now what?”

“Now, I’m going to put some highlight on your face?”

“What’s it for?”

“To emphasize you features. It’s the latest craze.”

Poe nodded, “Alright. Highlight me!”

You giggled and picked up your brush and highlight. You dabbed the brush in the powder and slid the brush along his cheek bones, “Oh my God. You’re looking amazing and I hate you for it.” You moved to his other cheek and repeated the process. You groaned, “This isn’t fair!” You then applied some highlight on the bridge of his nose and the tip. You stepped back and frowned.

“What’s wrong, princess?” 

“You’re prettier than me.” You mumbled.

Poe laughed and faced the mirror. He moved his head side to side getting different angles, “Wow. That really pops. I like it!”

“Please don’t tell me you’re going to use highlight now.”

“Why?”

“Because I don’t want you looking better than me!”

Poe stood up and hugged you, “Aaawww, it’s okay Y/N. Not everyone can look this good.”

You pushed him away and flicked his ear and he yelped, “You’re such a nuisance! Take all that off now!”

“What? Whyyyyy?”

“Because now we’re doing cleansing products.”

Poe frowned, “Okaaaay. Wait, how do I take the la-what the hell?!” Poe stared at you and looked at your hand where you were holding one eyelash, “It just comes off like that?!”

“Yup! Now take off the other one and let’s get on to the next products.” You watched Poe as he slowly peeled off the other eyelash. You giggled at his amazed face.

You both now stood in the bathroom and you were holding the camera. Poe’s face was no covered in black stuff, “Okay. What did I just put on my face?”

“It’s a charcol peel off mask. It’s supposed to remove blackheads and whiteheads from your pores.” 

“And how long do I have to wear this for?”

“Until it dries, so about ten minutes?”

“So what do we do in the mean time?”

“Bathroom jam session?” You suggested.

Poe smiled and nodded, “Bathroom jam session.”

You both proceeded to break out into song, the song being “Waving Through a Window” from Dear Evan Hansen. The acoustics of the bathroom made your voices sound more angelic than usual. You sat in the tub filming Poe as he sang, using your hair brush as a microphone. After that song, you sung “Non Stop” singing every part as much as two people can. 

Your phone’s alarm then went off signalling that the ten minutes was up. Poe felt his face and giggled, “It feels funny. I also can barely move my face.”

“Yeeeaah. That happens.”

“So what do I do now?”

“You peel it off.” You say nonchalantly.

“Oh! Okay!” Poe started to pick at the edge of the mask on his cheek. As he began to pull he hissed, “Ow! This hurts! What the hell?! Y/N!”

“You got this, buddy. Come on! Keep on going.”

Poe pulled more and he stopped, “Y/N! It huuuurts!”

You laughed, “Suck it up! You got a long way to go!”

“I don’t like this! I hate you for making me do this! You just like to see me in pain.”

You shrugged, “Maybe a little.” You then set your camera on the counter and angled it so it captured you and Poe, “You gotta be quick.” You started pulling off the mask in a quick motion and Poe cried out.

“Ow ow ow ow! Y/N!”

You laughed again, “Sorry! It’s like a bandaid!” With a few more quick tugs the black mask was off him. 

Poe moved his face around and rubbed his skin, “That thing is evil. You’re evil for making me do that! Never again!”

“Beauty is pain, my dear friend.”

“Well, it’s a good thing I’m naturally beautiful.”

You rolled your eyes and shoved him. You then picked up the camera, “Alright guys! That’s all for today! Thanks for watching! If you liked this video, give it a thumbs up and don’t forget to subscribe! Rebel-Rousers over and out!”

“I HATE YOU, Y/N!” yelled Poe off-camera making you laugh. You ended the recording and walked to your bed wear Poe was laying down. He kept rubbing his face, “...my face feels smooth.”

“See!”

“Still not doing that again though.”

You grunted as you laid beside Poe, “Whatever, Poe. You big baby.”

does everybody hate my walks down memory lane yet?

This one’s actually a year older than the others. 2009 vs 2017

BASIC INFORMATION Name: chelsea. I mean my last name has changed but my first name hasn’t. Birthday: july 26. -- 274 days till i'm 21!! I guess 274 days till I’m 29? Shoe Size: eight. Nine. My feet got fat along with the rest of me. Hair Colour: dark reddish brown. Several different shades of reddish brown. Plus some grey. Eye Colour: hazel. More like green on the outside, brown on the inside. Hazel would be its own separate color. Relationship Status: taken. Married. Zodiac: leo. Still. School: none. Been done with that shit for a decade now. __________________________________________________ FAVOURITES Colour: green. Green, plaid, black, grey. Male Celebrity: mike lobel. Jensen Ackles. Female Celebrity: sophia bush. Danneel Ackles. Shoes: chucks & flip flops. My grey BareTraps booties. Brand: starting to realllly love old navy. especially when i can get pants, 2 shirts, and a jacket all for 36 bucks lol That’s really broad. Like brand of clothes? I don’t have one. Brand of makeup? Tarte. Brand of shoes? Nike. Brand of food? Great Value idk lol Book: second helpings. The dictionary. JK it’s still and will always be Second Helpings.  Sport: football. Football. TV Show: one tree hill. Supernatural. Gum: bubblicious hubba bubba max blue raspberry. I don’t like gum anymore. Hair Colour on Opposite Sex: brown or black. Brown. __________________________________________________ NAME SOMETHING THAT STARTS WITH A: aftershave...no idea why that popped in my head haha Absolut vodka. B: bubbles. Barnacles. C: chicken. Cheerleading. D: dark. Dartboard. E: entertainment. Elliptical. F: fooooood. Frontierland (spn). G: great. Gyration. J: jizz lol Jell-o. K: knife. that was jo's answer but i can't think of anything else. Kiss. L: latino - where the hell are these words coming from lol Laser. M: mother. Megaphone. N: nicotine. Narcolepsy. O: otter. Outback Steakhouse because I just ate there the other day. P: poker. Petticoat. Wow. Q: quailman!  Quaker Boy. Man I miss that job.

R: reese's cup. Rage. S: shit. Salmon. T: titties? Tupperware. U: underwear. Uganda. V: van. Ventriloquist. W: walker. Wakeboard. X: xylophone - and no you spelled it right lol X-ray. Y: yorkie. Yosemite. Z: zane (hot guy on H2o). Zillow. I’m in the market for a house. __________________________________________________ LOVE Have a Crush: you could say that. Many, on celebrities. Do they like you back: yep. They don’t even know me. Or are you in a Relationship Now: yeah. Married. If Someone Likes You: doesn't matter. It’s whatevs. __________________________________________________ 5.. 5 FAVOURITE MOVIES 1. bring it on. 2. grind. 3. halloween. 4. dirty dancing. 5. degrassi goes hollywood. not so much for the movie, but for the fact that manny & jay got back together. Mean Girls, Bring it On, Grind, Halloween, and Pocahontas. 5 FAVOURITE CELEBRITIES 1. keith urban. 2. mike lobel. 3. sophia bush. 4. hilarie burton. 5. and yes, james lafferty. Jensen Ackles, Misha Collins, Jared Padalecki, Randy Owen, and Johnny Rzeznik. 5 THINGS YOU FIND IN YOUR ROOM 1. pandas - everywhere. 2. bed. 3. guitars. 4. tv. 5. clothes all over the floor. Mini fridge, bookshelves, record player, still clothes all over the floor, and Dave because he’s sleeping right now. Or he’s trying to. 5 THINGS YOU CANT LIVE WITHOUT 1. friends. 2. music. 3. chicken. 4. my phone. 5. beer. Money, Netflix, family/friends, Rockstar, and music. And cigarettes. 5 BEST ARTISTS/BANDS 1. goo goo dolls. 2. poison. 3. keith urban. 4. the spill canvas. 5. firehouse. Goo Goo Dolls, Alabama, Matchbox Twenty, All Time Low, and Sara Bareilles. 5 BEST BRANDS/STORES 1. old navy. 2. arizona/penney's. 3. avon. 4. spencer's. 5. thsirthell. Amazon, ULTA, Hot Topic, Sheetz, and Joann Fabrics just because I get a discount and they have all my Halloween decorations. __________________________________________________ QUESTIONS 1. Have an obsession? a few. Many. 2. Where do you plan to go this summer? road trip down south with mah bee eff eff. Well the Foo Fighters are gonna be in Cleveland July 25, which is the day before my birthday. So I wanna go to that. Also you can do tours of Waverly Hills Sanatorium in Louisville. 3. What Month is it? octoberrr. Obviously since I took this quiz eight years ago today, it’s also now October. 4. Anything big coming up? not really. Hopefully buying a house and moving home soon. 5. Why are you doing this? need something else to do while i watch gymnastics & wait for it to be 4 so i can watch the bills beat carolina. The sound on my tv keeps cutting out and it’s really aggravating so I got on my laptop to catch up on youtube videos but I got sidetracked doing this. 6. Like your parents? no. My dad yes. My mom...ehh, things are slowly improving. 7. Do you sleep with a teddy bear? heffalump. Nope.  8. Do you eat when you're nervous? i eat all the time. I didn’t even read my previous answer and “I eat all the time” popped into my head as soon as I saw the question. 9. Own a dress? surprisingly...i have like four or five...yeah, that's a lot for me lol I have a couple but I can’t wear them because of my skin. 10. Are you a fast typer? quite. 80-90 wpm. 11. Do you wanna have kids? no. Yes. 12. Who do you usually have Christmas dinner with? my parents, my sisters, mark, austen, maranda (now that she's here haha), cindy, and emily. and diane & the kids show up at some point during the day. My family but I won’t be home for Christmas this year. 13. Who do you celebrate New Years with? i haven't really celebrated it at all lately...but this year the crew's getting smashed for sure. I don’t celebrate it. 14. Where do you live? here. Ohio. Unfortunately. 15. Have you made a cootie catcher in your younger years? oh god, so many. Yeah a lot. 16. Plans this weekend? it's over. bowling, shopping, out with people, dinner, out again. Well this past weekend we went to Canton on Friday, I worked Saturday and then we got groceries, and we went home Sunday and came back here Monday. Next weekend I have no plans except work. 17. To your left is: wall, window, fan, cabinet, cd tower, atari stuff. Table, Dish remote, lamp, bottle of water, picture of my sister, some random mail, two candles, and Dave’s wallet/keys/deodorant/Axe spray. 18. To your right is: wall, fridge, pandas, guitars, amp, cabinet. My phone, Vizio remote, sound bar remote, another table with a bunch of crap on it, and the couch. 19. In your pocket is: nothing. Cigarettes, lighter, my debit card, and a Sheetz receipt.  20. Nervous about anything? kinda. Not really. 21. Scared of the Dark? nope. Negative. 22. Have any phobias? several. Driving, bridges, weather, specifically tornadoes even though I’ve never seen one, bees, being in public, the possibility of finding out that I can’t have kids, riding in a car with Dave, planes...I’m sure there are more but I can’t think of them all right now. 23.Your Opinion on Turtles? indifferent. Same. 24. Whats a Store near your house? save a lot, tops, arby's, family dollar, dollar general, the liquor store, CVS, the music store, goodwill, country fair, and all the places on main st. The closest one is a hair salon but idk if that counts as a “store”...probably one of the restaurants on 3rd st or Dollar General. 25. What did you do last march break? nothing? I don’t have March break. 26. Like Gum? only one kind. No. 27. Age you’d like to be? 274 days older than i am. Don’t care. 28. Place you would rather be? i'm good. Bradford. 29. Were you ever obsessed with High School Musical? haha yeah, i was for a while. You betcha. I still love it. Not the third one though. 30. Movie You Would like to see? paranormal activity. For the record, Paranormal Activity was shitty AF. I want to see Thank You For Your Service __________________________________________________ THE END Happy you're done? kinda. I have to poop so yeah I guess. What are you gonna do now? watch tv, watch football, then eat dinner. Poop, smoke a cigarette, and watch youtube videos.

Did you see that? (HARRY STYLES)

You were a blogger, you posted videos on a website called youtube as a job. It paid really well so you go lucky with that, but, it also helped you meet your best friend. Harry Styles. Your channel was getting big at the time. A company had asked you to interview the band of one direction for their new album release “Made in the A.M”, you obviously the job just so you could meet the handsome boys. As soon as the day came you were super nervous, you put a red bleached flannel and black tank top with a black bracelet that would show a little bit, then light blue ripped jeans that made your butt look amazing. Your Hair was in loose waves and you had very natural makeup on. You made it to the set of the shoot, they gave you little flash cards with the questions you were supposed to ask the boys and when a small game you guys were going to play at the very end. They sat you down in a teal seat across from a teal couch. You stared at the card trying to remove the nerves. After ten minutes of you just sitting there, you heard a group of British voices getting closer. You snapped your head up as Niall, Harry, Louis, and Liam made their way over to you. Your mind began racing, Niall gave you a small smile as he gave you a hug. “Hi, I’m (Y/N), I’ll be hosting this interview today,” you said as they each gave you a hug and said there name as if you were just meeting them. “So, what’s the plan for this?” asked Liam as he sat down in the chair. “Well, I’m first going to ask you some questions, then we’re going to play a fun game to end it off,” you replied. They all nodded their heads. “Ready to film?” “Yep!” “Ok, We are filming in 3..2..” The camera guy point to you. “Hey, Guys! It’s (Y/N)! Today I am joined by the handsome lads of One Direction!” you basically yelled at the camera as the boys waved at the camera. “ I am going to ask a couple questions, forgot to tell you earlier but some of these questions are group ones and other are specifically for one person.” “Should’ve told us that earlier! We would’ve tried to be more prepared!” laughed Niall sending laughter through the whole room. The questions went great. You didn’t have to ask anything super awkward. “Now! Time for the game! The game is called “Who said it?”, basically you each get a piece of paper and a pen. You write something that you would say. You hand all the papers to me and I choose a paper and get to read it out loud. Whoever guesses who wrote that gets a point and we will play for 4 rounds because there are 4 of you. Got it? Good! Let’s play!” The game was a lot more fun than you thought it was going to be. It was the last round, Harry, Niall, and Liam were tied. “Louis! You need to get a point this round, buddy! You’re falling behind!” you laughed reaching for the papers. “I know, I know, I think I’ll get it this time!” he smiled at you. As you-you were looking through the papers you saw that they 5 papers in the pile. You about to say something until you saw the little piece of paper said You should text me after, love :)        -Harry You blushed at the paper and you put it next to you so the camera couldn’t see. At the end of the whole game, Liam won. They ended the video said thank you to you and the boys. When you were hugging them good-bye Harry was the last one, as you wrapped your arms around his neck he whispered in your ear, “I mean what the paper says.” You pulled away and put the paper under your phone case. He smiled and walked away with the rest of the boys. Getting home felt like forever, Harry’s voice kept replaying in your head, you were still dazed from the whole experience. You got into your same apartment in L.A. and quickly sent a text to Harry. He replied even before the text was sent. You two started talking and that’s how your friendship was created.    Sadly, the boys never really approved of your guy’s friendship. They always told Harry they should hang out with someone who “would help his career”, Harry didn’t care, you two still hang out whenever he was in town behind the guy’s backs. This time you two hung out it was different Harry had just started his solo career. You two were going to hang out for real without any seeking around. You phone lit up.    Harry- Almost to your flat    You- Okay, Meet you downstairs You ran downstairs to meet up with Harry. “Love!” you heard a voice say you turned around and saw Harry leaving a black car running towards you with his arms open. “Harold!” you replied running towards him. He wrapped his arms around your waist as your arms tightly wrapped around his neck. You pushed away and gave him a huge smile. “C’mon you’re going to love where we’re going.” He said grabbing your hand and pulling you to the car. You got into the driver car. Harry told you where to go and where to turn to make it to your destination.  It was around 9:45 at night, you pulled up to a dark cemetery. “Um, Harry? Are you sure this is the right place?” you mumbled. “Yes, of course, it is, C’mon yer not scared are you?” He asked flashing his bright green eyes at you. You gave him a worried smile and pulled your attention back to the cemetery. Harry jumped out of the car and ran over to your side, opening your car door. Stumbling from the nerves you got off the car. Harry had a stupid grin on his face the whole time looking back and forth between you and the cemetery. “Wait, I got you something.” He said going towards the trunk of the car. You looked around worryingly, slowly your head turned away from the car to stare at a lamp post. A figure appeared, it looked a person sitting down, legs crossed on right under the light. “Harry? Look!” you exclaimed walking towards Harry digging in the truck. “Yes?” he asked popping his head out. “Do you see the per-” you looked away for two seconds and the figure was gone. “I swear there was someone under that street light.” you told him. Harry chuckled, “You’re just scared, don’t Worry you’ll be fine, here take this.” He held out a black sweater, you’ve seen this black sweater before it belonged to Harry. He had gotten photographed many of times. You slid it over your head, it was huge it went past your knees in lengths and the sleeves basically dragged across the floor. Harry’s scent brushed past your nose as you slipped it on, it was quite the relaxing smell. “See, don’t you just look cute as a button!” He flashed you the same cheeky grin he had on his face earlier. The comment made you smile even through the horror that was filling your body. Both of you walked into the cemetery, you made sure you were close to Harry as possible. Harry wanted to find a giant tomb people would sneak into for fun. He was silent trying to remember what he read online about it. Flashlights from their phone were the only things giving light off at the moment. Harold looked back for more than a couple seconds, a lady walked towards some tombs behind them, he carefully watched the lady remembering what Y/N had said earlier. The Lady walked behind a tomb and vanished. Harry snapped his focus back in front of him. “Are you Okay? We can go back if you want? We can come back during the daytime?” you asked noticing Harry drastic change in mood. “I’m alright, love, you just want to get out of this.” He replied trying to keep his cool. You two walked for another 5 min until the tomb Harry was looking for. Y/N looked back for only couple seconds like Harry did before, she saw the lady look down at the tomb from before. “H-harry, look it’s her again.” the fear in your voice grew as you pulled Harry’s arm closer to you. You felt Harry’s body tense up as he looks towards the lady. “Maybe, she’s, um, just visiting, C’mon.” Harry reached down holding your hand tightly. He kept walking while you followed, but you didn’t remove your eyes from the lady. The Lady looked up from the tomb and stared right at you, chills were sent down your spine. Your grip on Harry grew tighter and tighter, you probably broke his hand. The lady slowly started walking towards you, progressively she got faster and faster until she was sprinting towards you and Harry. “HARRY! SHE COMING THIS WAY!” you yelled yanking him around. “Shit, Run, Y/n, RUN!”. You didn’t think twice you ran up the hill as fast as you could with Harry following right behind you. As you two we’re running the steps got faster and faster. Harry ended up running in front of you to lead the way. You two jumped over tombstones and ran faster than you ever have. Y/n could hear the footsteps right behind her. Then a cold hand reached for the back of her neck but missed. The fingers grazed against your warm skin. You screamed and dropped to the floor in a panic, causing Harry to stop. Your breathing got heavy. “What happened? Y/N answer me. What happened?” He asked trying to catch his breath from running. “She-She touched my neck. She tried to grab me.” you wheezed. Harry looked around and the lady was nowhere to be seen. He didn’t say anything, he just picked you up from the ground, you wrapped your arms around his neck, crying into his chest from the fear. He slowly walked over to the car, so, he could hear were the lady was coming from. Harry kept circling in place as he walked, on the third time he circled around he saw the lady crouched behind a tomb watching them, He walked backward never removing his eyesight from her. A car drove by, he was only a few feet away from the car. The street light lit up the lady’s face, her skin was thin, she looks boney as if she hadn’t eaten for years. She stood up making her way over to him, slowly. Harry ran super fast with you in his arms in the car. This made you cry harder because you knew she was there. You just kept your face buried in his chest and pulled tighter around his neck. Soon enough, you were in the black car’s passenger seat with Harry, turned on the car and speeding away from the cemetery.

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Lights, Ready, Action

Idol: Amber (f(x))

Prompt: Can I request amber scenario from f(x) where her gf is a YouTuber and they do a q&a?

Writer: Admin Kiwi

A/N: I’m not sure if I did this exactly right, but I hope it’s okay! Please enjoy!

Amber sat on your bed, swinging her legs as she watched you set up the camera where the two of you would be recording in front of your desk. At her feet, Jack Jack and Gongju played tug-of-war with each other, using an old toy they had just found while chasing each other under your bed. Most of what you were working on was the lighting from the two lamps situated a bit behind the camera itself.

“Exactly how long does it take to get the right lighting? I usually just set the camera up in the same spot every time and hit record.” You rolled your eyes without malice as you left the camera and walked over to the lights once again, shifting them around a bit.

“Yeah, but your videos are always darker than mine. My viewers are used to quality bright lighting.”

“Then leave the lights in the same place instead of moving them after each video.” You turned to look at her, exasperated.

“Amber, I film in multiple places. Also, they’re too big and bulky to leave up, they’d take up too much room.” Amber laughed and flopped back onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling. 

“Fine, fine. Wake me up when you’re done moving the lights. I guess we can start filming the video tomorrow.” You playfully slapped her leg, making her mock pout in your direction.

“Quit being dramatic, the lights are done now.” With a slight groan, Amber sat up and stretched her arms above her head, watching as you walked over to your desk and took a seat in one of the chairs. Then she stood, shaking her hair out and walking over to you.

“So what are we doing again? A Q&A video?” You nodded, handing her a paper with some of the different questions you’d chosen out of the ones that had been asked by fans on Twitter as she sat down. “Wait, is this a couple Q&A?” You grinned and nodded.

“Yep! Okay, let’s start!” Her mouth dropped open, but you jumped up and hit “record” button on the camera before she could say anything else. “Hello everyone! It’s (Y/N), back again with another video. Today, I have with me the lovely Amber Liu.” You gestured to her, and she sat up, grinning and waving at the camera. “As many of you have seen from my post on Twitter, we’re doing a couple Q&A today.” Amber nodded, looking at you from the side of her eyes.

“As many of you know, but I only found out just now,” she said in a playful tone. “Thank you to everyone who sent in questions,” she added quickly, laughing when you whined and shoved her shoulder gently.

“You could have looked at Twitter, it’s not like it was some huge secret,” you huffed, turning back to the camera. She wrapped an arm around your shoulders and leaned her head against yours, grinning cheekily and winking at the camera.

“She loves me.”

“No I don’t. Not anymore. Ship cancelled.” You pretended to stand up, but she pulled you back down, wrapping her other arm around your waist.

“Sorry, you’re stuck with me.” You looked at the camera and couldn’t help the smile that spread across your face as you bit your lip, hoping the blush on your face wasn’t obvious.

“Since Amber is holding me prisoner, we might as well get on with the Q&A,” you said. Amber looked down at the floor, where her piece of paper had fallen.

“It’s so far away now though.” Rolling your eyes, you grabbed your piece of paper from the desk and looked at the first question.

“The first question was asked by ambiism on Twitter. ‘Amber, what attracted you to (Y/N)?’” You could feel your face heating up again as you read the question, and wondered whether this Q&A was a good idea or not, suddenly a bit shy. Amber hummed and rested her chin on your shoulder, arms still wrapped around you, although more loosely than before.

“Well, honestly it was a lot of things. We met at a mall, because I saw her eating ice cream. She had it all over her lips and she was laughing and I thought she was just so cute. Oh, and she looked ho-.” You quickly brought your hand up to cover her mouth and cut her off, then yelped when she lightly bit at your palm. Making a face, you brought your hand down from her mouth and wiped it on your pants.

“You’re gross. It was almost cute, until you added the last part.” She wiggled her eyebrows, but you ignored her. “Next question! It’s from a user named krysaluna. ‘What’s your favorite thing to do together?’” You looked up from the paper at at the camera. “Well, we keep each other entertained when we stay home together. It’s fun to just stay home and chill.”

“Yeah. And (Y/N) likes to randomly burst into song and dance so there’s no dull moment here.” You stuck out your tongue at her playfully.

“Jokes on you, they already knew about that.” Amber leaned over and took the paper, looking over some of the questions for herself.

“Oh, here’s a good one. four4walls asked, ‘Favorite date spot?’ We like to go to movies a lot. Movies are pretty great, you can hold hands and eat popcorn. Plus, it’s rather dark inside so people aren’t constantly trying to take pictures or get near you. Most of the time people don’t even realize we’re there because we sneak in right as the lights turn off and people don’t care to squint at our faces.” You nodded.

“It is really great to be able to go somewhere and be treated like normal people,” you agreed. “But I also really love going on walks at the park nearby. We’ll go walk the dogs, and people usually give us our space. Although we do have pictures taken, Amber’s fans are really awesome about not crowding us too much.”

“My fans are the best,” Amber said with a grin, sending a thumbs-up to the camera and finally sitting up straight, although one arm still remained around your shoulders. “You guys are really great too, really supportive and respectful.” You smiled widely and rested your head on her shoulder instead.

“Definitely, although I know all of them are getting ready to type ‘ewww, gross’ down in the comments below because we’re being so intimate. I know about the fanfiction you guys write, I know you all love it.” Amber gestured at the paper.

“Speaking of fanfiction. That was the next question. shakeyourbrass asks if we ever read fanfiction of ourselves.” You laughed sheepishly and covered your mouth a bit in embarrassment.

“I’ve read a few. The cute ones! I don’t delve into the other side.” Amber ruffled your hair, smiling fondly, and you closed your eyes out of habit.

“That’s cute. I don’t usually read any unless they pop up somewhere and it sounds good enough to read. I’ve a few because of that. In one I died of cancer and you grieved by getting a dog that was me reincarnated. It was kind of weird.”

“I’ll be sure to get a dog in your memory if you die,” you joked, sitting up straight again and fixing your hair before smiling and waving at the camera. “I think that’s all for today! Thank you to everyone who sent in questions for us to answer, and as always, please like and subscribe if you haven’t already. Thanks everyone, and I will see you in the next video.” Amber waved at the camera as well, and continued waving even as you got up to turn it off, making you laugh. “You can stop waving now, dork.”

“What’s wrong? Am I not allowed to wave at the love of my life?” You blushed and covered your face, whining loudly.

“Don’t say stuff like that, it’s so embarrassing!” Amber got up and stepped over to you, beaming cheekily and pulling you into her arms.

“I know. You’re so cute, you know that?” You made a face at her, but returned the hug.

“I know. You got lucky.” Amber laughed and pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“Yeah. I know.”

It seemed like the transcripts of some of Chronos' videos were lost, so I went ahead and redid them myself.

I strongly believe that my mom was being monitored and harrassed by Youtube, Universal Pictures, and their affiliates, due to a secret, of sorts, she had uncovered within the original trilogy of Jurassic Park films Let me start by saying as early on as I can that I am not crazy - never been diagnosed with schizophrenia, [????] disorder, or any other mental illness. I'm just good at noticing patterns I've always been a big Jurassic Park fan. [near illegible, but I tried my best] I saw the first[firat?] film in the [??] when I was five years old, [etc] It's possible that Youtube's part in the harrassment campaign may have started with the removal of her various tribute videos to Jurassic Park after her passing but those may also merely be the result of the vast machine that is the automated copyright-takedown system. As big of a JP fan as I am though... [yes, just one word gets its own entire block.] [The next two slides are both on screen for like a second or less each, and both very hard to read.] I was never as [Jebus??] into the franchise as my mom was. She would watch the entire trilogy [something something] weekend [something] month She would buy JP-branded oatmeals and sugary cereals, long after her doctor advised her to steer clear of these for [sdffghjh] tribute videos [sasfsds] like those Linkin Park anime music videos, [there seems to be another line below this in smaller text, but all that can be seen due to the "Lost World" logo is an 'n'] I started noticing their absences toward the end of 2015 Without access to her Youtube password [again, the logo obscures a second line of smaller text] videos s[asdf] eate[n???] on her old laptop I contacted Youtube many times regarding the videos, but have only recieved canned auto-responses and unhelpful, yes sympathetic responses from actual employees after pressing the matter

Sudden huge increase in views... I hope anyone reading this is good with computers. Can you help a dude out? Anyone with experience in the "Eratas" or "Erratas" system, if you could send me a message I'd be extremely grateful. I realise reaching out to my Youtube viewers is a stretch, but hey I guess it's worth a shot, right?

This is the current automatic transcript of the song lyrics- note the address is gone.

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And here's the transcript for the QnA video, copy-pasted from KYM because it's under a spoiler tag on that page and thus won't archive. I don't know why KYM thinks this video was deleted, as it's very much still available.

TRANSCRIPT: [start of video] I’ve been fairly reluctant to really ask anyone for help since the nature of ] like pre[ classic paranoid nutjob ramblings - algorithms controlling things behind the scenes, weird stuff in that vein. But I would never waste anyone’s time with stuff like that. In the past couple of years I’ve asked for help from friends in programming and business circles. but over time, friendships fade, people move, people stop talking to you. You know the drill. As such, I’m very grateful for the help people are giving and I’ll try and answer as many questions as I can here. Cork Top writes: Q: "So with this video, are you essentially trying to see if this system called “Erratas” or “Eratas” will attempt to take down the video because it’s some system/algorithm that takes down videos that… I don’t know, include the term “Eratas”/“Erratas” in them? Which is why you used asterisks for letters in the word in the description, to see if the system could detect text on videos?" [Cont…]

A: Thanks for writing, Cork. Yes. I don’t know much about programming or computer systems, so I’m not too savvy about how to trick them. All I really know about Erratas is that it’s used by dozens of companies. (“recent”, as in, within the last 5 or 6 years) they seem to use it as a copyright-enforcement tool which works as an excellent [?] if you want to take down other things as well. But it has its limitations, and I’m fairly sure that my “test video” helped ferret those out. Maybe. The original Jurassic Park trilogy is excellent, by the way, I highly recommend it. The second film is my favorite, in spite of its flaws. Frank Horrigan writes “what is the erratas system? any documentation?” A: Thanks ]ing, Frank. “Erratas”[?] is something I [?(I’m not sure if there’s a word here or not)] crossed paths with over the years, and in[scope[?] disturb[??(this word MIGHT be “disturbance,” or it might be “disturbs me”)] … The fact that it went after my mom in her twilight years is either evidence of its enormous and uncaring[?] reach in other words, a coincidence, or it means it’s specifically still coming after me after all these years, and to be frank, both options freak me out equally. 3M and Unilever were early adopters, which shows the versatility of the system. Too much faith is put into computers in general, and WAY too much faith was put in Erratas. Lots of people lost their jobs. And Aaron4420 [referring to a YouTuber who posted on one of his videos], it’s easy to talk shit from behind a computer screen but takes a real man to back it up so suck my dick through a straw [end]

rip aaron4420

Would/Do you like having brown eyes? Meh. I wish I had blue or green, honestly. Do you spend a lot of time on the internet? I sure do. Could you live without the internet? Well yeah, but I wouldn’t enjoy it. Have you bought anyone a Christmas gift? Yes, many. I love buying gifts for my family. Do you have a Christmas tree in your house now? I have a mini one in my room. I said I was going to put my decorations away this year (they were up all year last year), but I have yet to do so. :X

How do you feel when someone hates on Apple? I’m an Apple gal, so. Do you have an Iphone? If so, which one? Yeah, an iPhone XR. Favorite flavor of jello? I don’t like jello. I see. Do you have long toes? No. What is one of your favorite compliments to recieve? I don’t receive compliments all that often, so any is nice. Even though I’m awkward af. Do you compliment other random people? No.  Could you see yourself buying a truck as your go to vehicle? No. What kind of car do you want? Something less than $100,000. I don’t know. I don’t even drive, so. What kind of gift would you appreciate for your birthday? I appreciate any gift I receive. Can you type fast? Yes. Can you type without looking at the letters? Yep. Did you take typing classes? Yeah, my freshman year in high school. It was required. What do you use Facebook for? That’s about as social as it gets for me, ha. Even though I don’t interact much with anyone apart from liking or reacting in some way to posts. I at least can see what others are up to. What do you look like in your profile picture? On Facebook? It’s a photo of my mom, brother, and I at Disneyland. I’m wearing a pistachio green Disneyland hoodie, a rose gold Disney hat, and my hair is in a low side pony tail. Do you love cartoons? I like the ones from my childhood.  Name a band that you like. There’s several, but fine I’lll name 2 that instantly came to mind: Linkin Park and Coldplay. Name a genre of music you don't like? EDM, techno, clubhouse music. What genre of music do you listen to around the house? My main Spotify playlist has a shitload of songs of various genres.  You think it's wrong to tell a person ____. Anything mean and hurtful. What kind of compliments have you given? Uhhh usually about something they’re wearing or an accessory they have. Would you rather give or receive? Give. Do you paint your own nails? It’s been a few years since I’ve painted my nails. Do you like acrylic nails? I’ve never had them. What is your favorite red lipstick? I don’t have a favorite. Red lipstick is nice, but I haven’t worn any lipstick in such a long time. What are your favorite colors to wear? I wear a lot of black, but I like some pops of color. What colors do you NOT wear? Brown and neon. Where do you shop for most of clothes? Hot Topic, BoxLunch, and Kohl’s.  What are you favorite clothing stores/shops? ^^^ What kind of shoes do you like? Adidas. Describe your style in one word. Comfy casual, ha. Describe your current personality in one or two words. Awkward. What is your opinion on weed? I think it has a lot of benefits. Are you afraid of child birth/pregnancy? Child birth sounds rather unpleasant. What are you favorite bottoms to wear? Leggings. They’re all I wear. Do you like dresses? I haven’t worn a dress in years.  Would you rather be called a geek, a nerd or a dork? I’m all of those. Do you eat cake with a spoon or a fork? Usually a fork, but a spoon works as well. What age will you be next? 31. Did you graduate high school? Yes. Do you make youtube videos? If so, leave your URL. No. Do you flat iron your hair? I haven't in years. What physical features do you wish you had? ( name 2 ). Nice teeth/smile and blue or green eyes. Would you ever get plastic cosmetic surgery? If it were for reconstructive purposes.  Ever broken a bone? Yeah. What are you favorite youtube videos to watch? Lots of ASMR, but also some vloggers and lifestyle/entertainment videos. What is your favorite sex position? ;) I wouldn’t know. What color will you paint your nails next? I don’t plan on painting my nails anytime soon. It’s been years since the last time. What is one of your favorite Disney movies? Alice in Wonderland. If you could meet a real life Disney character who would it be? Haha I get so excited meeting the characters at Disneyland. I’m such a kid. And a dork. Are you afraid of ghosts/hauntings? Well, there are evil spirits and that’s scary.  Do you like to play computer games a lot? I like playing the Sims. I go through periods where I’m obsessed and play all the time and then not play for a long time. I last played over a year ago. Are you a sore loser? No. What is your favorite game to play with family/friends? I love board games. What is your beer of choice? I don’t drink anymore, but I was never fond of beer. What do you plan to buy next? Food. Do you like shopping? Yeah. Online shopping, especially. What is one of your favorite things to do on the weekend? I don’t do anything different. Here, I'm giving you $500 dollars to one store, where would you spend it? Hmmm. I’d have to think about it. Would you look good in a Beetle car? I wouldn’t want one. Do you play slug bug? I did when I was a kid. You know, it’s been forever since I’ve seen one. I feel like I saw them all the time and then they just disappeared.  What kind of computer are on? MacBook Air. You are attracted to ___. Alexander Skarsgard. Do you like glitter? It’s pretty, but also a huge pain. Have you ever owned a Ouija board? Noooo. I don’t mess with stuff like that. Do you like to text? Over talking on the phone, yeah. I’m not a big texter, though. If you had to be an animal for Halloween, what would it be? A cat. Do you have more dry skin or oily skin? Dry. What kind of shampoo do you use? Be specific. It’s a salon shampoo for red dyed hair. Do you have acne? I get a couple pimples once in awhile. I used to get it a lot when I was a teenager and in my early 20s. You're glad that you don't ___. have school anymore. You're glad that you do ___. have my family.  Your favorite cuss word? I don’t have a favorite. Are you obsessed with any superheros? I love Marvel films. Do you read comic books? No. Do you like the Sunday paper and why or why not? I used to when I was a kid cause I liked reading the comics. I haven’t read an actual newspaper in yearssss. I mostly read the news online, but I also watch it on TV. Do you have cable? Yeah. What's a show you wish that was still on air? True Blood. Do you listen to the radio at all? I haven’t in quite a long time. My parents and brother play their Spotify in their cars (and I’m in their cars).  Do you like hip hop? Yeah. Do you like pretzels? Soft pretzels with cheese are good. Do you like snow? Yesss. What's your favorite thing about your favorite season? Name the season. I love fall and winter. Everything about it is lovely. Name something that starts with the first letter of your first name. Snacks. Name something that starts with the first letter of your middle name? I don’t wanna. And your lastname. Fruit. Do you have pets? If so, what and what are their names? Yes, I have a 3 year old German Shepherd/Lab mix named Princess Leia. Are you a religious person? Yes. Do you like pina coladas? I’ve never had one. Do you like coconut scents? Yeah. What is your favorite Bath and Body Works candles? Their autumnal ones. Would you spend 20 dollars on a candle? Nooo. What is the goriest thing you've seen in real life? Roadkill.  Do you look in the mirror a lot? Nooo. I avoid it as much as possible. When I do, I keep it short.  What brand of toothpaste do you use? Sensodyne.  What is a dessert that you DON'T like? Pie or pudding. And one that you love? Cheesecake, cupcakes, brownies, donuts, and muffins. Twilight or Harry Potter? I liked both.  Would you rather be a vampire or a mermaid? Vampire I guess. Do you have a favorite number? 8. Had a crush on somebody that every1 around u thought was ugly? I mean, I’ve found people attractive that my friends didn’t and vice versa. We all have different tastes.  Are you happy with your physical features? No. P.E or Math? Ew, neither. Math or Science? Neither. Creative Writing or Art? Creative writing. When you doodle, what are you usually doodling? Usually hearts and random words in cursive. What is something that you like that is really cheap in price? Ramen? Haha. Like the packs you get at the grocery store for less than a dollar. What is something that you like that is kind of expensive? Apple products. Those aren’t kind of expensive, they’re hella expensive. What do you do when someone is really rude to you in public? I wouldn’t do anything towards them, I’d just talk a lot of crap later ha. Do you argue with your significant other a lot? I’m single. Have you ever had a really painful breakup? Yes. Which is better smoking or vaping? Neither. Do you write in print or cursive? Print. Do you have neat handwriting? No. My handwriting is awful. What do you like to write with? Pens. Do you keep a journal/diary? This is it. Do you eat salads? What do you like in your salad? If you do. If not, what is 1+1? I like them, but it’s honestly been a few years since I’ve had one. Anyway, I just like lettuce, spinach, shredded cheese, olives, croutons, green onions, carrots, and hard boiled eggs with ranch on top. Back when I could eat spicy food I would add pepperoncinis and/or cayenne pepper. If you HAD to change your eyecolor, what would you change it to? Blue or green. What is one of your favorite colors? Rose gold. Do you prefer to be pale or tan? Don't say in between. I’m very pale due to anemia, malnutrition, and I like never go out in the sun. I wish I were tan. I used to be. Favorite thing to do on your phone? YouTube, Spotify, Twitter, Facebook, Snapchat, Instagram, Kindle, and play some games. What magazines do you like? I don’t read any.  What is your favorite book? I couldn’t possibly choose just one. What is your favorite thing about Christmas? Everything. I love Christmastime. I'm giving a ticket to wherever you want, where would you go? Oh man. I’d really think about that before making a choice. Here's $5, what do you do with it? Put it towards food later. Cool. Cool. Favorite flavor of Ice Cream? Strawberry. Least favorite flavor of ice cream? Chocolate. Do you prefer white or black electronics? Uhhh depends. What is your favorite deodorant? I use Secret. Are you a good kisser ( make out )? Probably not. I’d be very rusty now....it’s been a long time. A stranger comes up to you and gives you a big hug, what do you do? Uh, I’d quickly back away and be extremely uncomfortable. I’d be like wtf? That would catch me completely off guard. Do your eyes tear up when you're nervous? Sometimes. Have you ever gotten the shakes in public? Yes. What do you like to order from Starbucks? Usually a caramel macchiato or a white chocolate mocha, but I do enjoy some of their seasonal drinks. Vanilla or Chocolate? Vanilla. Apples or Bananas? Bananas. Fruit or Veggies? I don’t eat much of either one. :X Water or Milk? Water. Regular Milk or Chocolate Milk? Ew. Would you milk a cow given the chance? No. What kind of underwear do you like? Hipster/hip huggers whatever you wanna call ‘em. Where do you shop for your underwear? A few different places. Chicken or Fish? Chicken. I hate seafood. Firm pillow or soft pillow? Soft, but firm.  What are you wearing when you go to sleep? Leggings and an oversized shirt. That’s all I wear now all the time. Do you take any meds? If so which and why? Pain medication.

My road to Fandom

It was 2013 when I was in my fourth year of college when I first saw them. It was one of my dorm mates who showed me their video (she's a die hard K-POP fan), I'm not really interested though. I'm more of a western band or singer fan back then and I can't really understand K-POP songs so I didn't pay much attention to it. The first person that caught my attention was V (Kim Taehyung), I think I really like his face back then, but that was it. I didn't even search them on the internet after that.

Fast forward to year 2016, me and my officemates traveled to Korea. Some of them are asking me, 'who is BTS? My niece/cousin is asking me to buy some merchandise of them as a souvenir?' But I always replied that I've heard of them but I'm not really sure who they are. So I've always advised them to just look them up on the internet. I didn't realized that this trip will become one of my regrets in life. Why? Because I didn't know back then that I'll became a huge fan of BTS. And yes I didn't bought any merchandise of them during that trip.

Few months have passed, it was around June of 2017, when I came across a video of V, the only member that I know during that time, I was laughing my ass while watching. It was a fan made compilation of his silliness. Since the videos on that app is on auto play, and the videos that are showing are related to the first one, I kept on watching and it was as if I'm watching a gag show.

After that I got curious to their music. I still don't recognize the other members. I still only knew V, and still got confused when he's with the other members because for me they look the same that time. The first music video that I watched was Not Today, and I was like, 'ohh! I like the beat though I'm not gonna buy it since I can't really understand anything'.

Then I watched more of their videos not the MV though, those videos that are showing their silly sides. Then my knowledge of them widened a little. I can already recognize V, Jimin, and Jungkook. Yep! I became a fan of maknae line first. They're too crazy, and it was too funny watching how they interact with each other. 😂

More funny videos, and I came across a video, that triggers my Fandom. It was a video of Suga (Min Yoongi, My ultimate bias), buying a gift for their fans to be given on his birthday on their mini fan meet. It was so touching for me since it was the first time I saw an idol make that much effort to give a gift to his fans during his birthday. Usually it was the other way around. And seeing him make an effort to write a letter to each one of the gift was really something. 😍 Plus the maknae line helping him is too cute for me to handle.

Then I started watching their videos, and came across Fire (Burning up) (sorry I don't really know how to write this in Hangul, so I'm writing the English translation. 😂) And I was like, OMG!!!! LIKE OH MY GOSH! MIN YOONGI IS SUPER COOL! HIS SO HANDSOME! SO CUTE! SO SEXY! *insert everything that describes MIN YOONGI. And yes I can only identify four members here. FYI the timeline is still in June 2017. 😂 I think it was only a week since I started watching their videos.

I continued watching their MV's and searching infos of them on the internet, and finally able to identify the 7 members. 😂 😂 It still takes a lot of effort from me, since I'm not really good in remembering faces. 😂 😂 Their was a time while watching the MV of Spring day, that I thought that everyone in the MV was Jungkook! 😂😂 To be honest, til now I really don't know how I made that mistake. Even Suga who is my Ultimate Favorite among them was Jungkook in my eyes that time. Now that I'm looking back, I really think that I am the worst in identifying a person. 😂 😂 But then with few more videos I've come to identify them, even with different clothes, hairstyle, even their pre-debut photos. I've come to love Jin-oppa's old man Jokes, even if I find it too corny and I really love his dancing, his too cute when he tries his best. I've come to love Namjoon's seriousness and silliness. His cute side, even his destructive side. 😂 I've come to love Hoseok's loudness, even though at first I was really annoyed. 😂 Jimin's sexiness and cuteness. Arrgh that two faced guy. His just too adorable and sexy, I cannot unsee him, really. Jungkook, the super talented one. Really? What else can you not do? Taehyung, the alien. I really want to go inside your brain to see what you're really thinking. It's a real mystery for me. And of course Yoongi-oppa, his savageness is really something. I really like him being straight forward. I really think that his sooo real everytime he speaks. 😁

And now after 5 months of being a fan, my phone is full of their photos, only their songs are downloaded in my Spotify, my wallpaper and lock screen is them, my picture in my mobile legend account is Min Yoongi, I am voting in MAMA and was pissed when the votes for them was lessened due to the clean up that MNet has made, I'm always streaming in YouTube, Spotify, I have an account on vLive and their the only one I'm following there, I've created a Twitter account in order to follow them since that's the account that they are more active, I've turned on all the notifications that are connected to them.

Now I was so pissed because I just found out that the hotel that we stayed at Gangnam was just a few blocks away from Bighit's office. If I was a fan back then I might have been there. If I was a fan back then, I might have bought every merchandise that I've seen. I was so pissed, but then I realized that I can always go back to Korea, I can always support them and watch them, I can always cheer for them, I can buy their merchandise online, because I will be an ARMY NOW AND FOREVER. I WILL ALWAYS BE THERE FOR THEM. I WILL ALWAYS CHOOSE THEM OVER ANY IDOL THAT WILL COME. ❤️

I LOVE YOU BTS! ARMY FIGHTING!