Do u know when wolves do THAT face when another wolf snaps at them. okay now do u understand why Shade's cringefailing

(Warning, ooc. This is an AU.)

hello! this is kinda nsfw but can u write a scenario for tsukishima, akaashi, bokuto and ushijima with their fem s/o and they are doing it and they broke the bed 😬

[a/n: I love this request so much! I’m starting to get a bit more confident with my smut writing so it’s no problem☺️ thank you for the request my lovely anon, enjoy! -yours truly, bunnyy -`ღ´- ps. I uhh kinda got a bit too into it with ushijima’s...hehe oops]

Doing the dirty and accidentally breaking the bed w/ a fem!s/o [nsfw]

Tsukishima Kei

♤ he’d be such a little shit about it

♤ he’s been really busy with practice and studying for upcoming finals so he didn’t really have much time for you

♤ so when you sent him that picture of you, half naked in bed, while he was studying...well all patience GONE

♤ “oh hey, you got a text.” He looked up as Kuroo held out the phone to him, confused to see that there was a picture with what you sent

♤ his eyes widened but he tried to act like everything was normal, gritting his teeth as he read your message

♤ ‘I miss you :( ‘ it was simple but paired with that picture...it really riled him up

♤ he figured that Kuroo hadn’t saw anything because he wasn’t making any snide comments

♤ he waited a good 5ish minutes before yawning and pretending to be exhausted

♤ “I’m gonna go, I think I’ve reached my end. See you guys later.” He lazily waved, packing up his stuff and leaving the library

♤ “Ooh hoo hoo~ (Y/n)’s gonna get dicked down tonight!” He laughed his god awful hyena laugh while explaining to Bokuto and Akaashi what he saw

♤ “Kuroo-san, it looks like you’ve also got a text?”

♤ “...eh?”

♤ needless to say, you and Kenma were in the same boat tonight...but anyways

♤ back to kei and (y/n)

♤ “I can’t believe- ah that you’d send something like that...you knew who I was with. You wanted them to see, didn’t you?” He growled in your ear

♤ you were on your hands and knees as he roughly pounded into you from behind

♤ “No! I-“ you choked out a moan when a particularly harsh snap of his hips jolted you forward.

♤ “I didn’t want them to see...ah fuck! K-kei please.” You whimpered as you felt your core tighten, you were almost at your end

♤ “Hmm...too bad I don’t believe you.” He gripped your hips in a bruising hold and continued his rough movements

♤ his name fell from your lips like a mantra

♤ your arms were tired from holding you up so you opted for laying against the pillows

♤ “I should punish you for what you did and not let you cum? Or maybe I should edge you until your sobbing for me. I bet you’d like that since you’re such a needy little slut for me.” He chuckled darkly.

♤ “yes! I-I’d love it kei! P-please I-“ the loud slap and stinging sensation from your backside cut you off. “I’m s-such a needy s-slut for y-you!”

♤ the way your broken moans desperately left your lips made him smirk

♤ of course that was until...

♤ * ᶜᴿᴬᶜᴷ *

♤ you thought you were hearing things but when your bed started to sway a bit more than usual, you realized what had happened

♤ “K-kei! Kei wait-“ you were cut off by your own moan, the pleasure was too intense to focus on the current problem. “T-the bed-“

♤ he heard it too but he pretended not to

♤ the fact that he caused something like that went straight to his ego

♤ it wasn’t until you were both done showering that you figured it out

♤ “hey uhh did your bed always kinda...dip in the middle?” He tried to feign innocence

♤ the both of you were stood beside the bed

♤ the frame had obviously been cracked since it did, in fact, have a weird dip in the middle

♤ “No...it never did.” You sighed, resting your head against his shoulder

♤ “Oh...whoops.” He’d shrug, “I guess I’m just that good.”

♤ you looked up and saw the look in his eyes

♤ cue to you smacking him upside the head

♤ “you knew, didn’t you?!”

♤ “what?! Pfft no, of course not.”

Akaashi Keiji

❀ i can’t really think of a situation where he would be going THAT hard

❀ but he had been away for a training camp for about a week and a half

❀ he hadn’t realized that he had a missed call from you until he back on the team bus when he saw that he had a voicemail message from you

❀ plugging in his earphones was definitely a smart idea

❀ he was able to keep a neutral expression as he listened, though the slight blush on his cheeks might have been a giveaway had anyone been paying attention

❀ “I know you come back today but- ah~” your whine went straight to his cock

❀ “I just couldn’t wait a-any longer.”

❀ he could hear the wetness of your arousal

❀ the image of you splayed out on your bed, propped up against your pillows

❀ thighs spread lewdly as you played with yourself

❀ “ah fuck, I missed you so much baby...”

❀ that was all he could take as he paused the message and turned off his phone, shrugging off his jacket and casually folding it in his lap to hide the raging hard on that was tenting his sweats

❀ by the time he got to your place, he used the spare key you had given him and he quietly made his way inside

❀ peeking through the crack of your door, his mouth watered at the sight of you touching yourself

❀ he so badly wanted a taste

❀ he made you come twice while going down on you, making sure to clean you up with his tongue each time

❀ you watched in anticipation as he stroked himself a few times before teasing your entrance

❀ “Please Keiji...I want you so bad~”

❀ that was really all it took for him to bottom out on the first stroke

❀ he choked out a moan when he felt how tight you were, his fist was nowhere compared to the real thing

❀ this time around he had no chill as he pulled out, all the way to the tip before mercilessly slamming back in

❀ he had set a quick pace, folding your legs against your chest to get a better angle

❀ he always enjoyed watching how he disappeared within you

❀ he reached down and ran his thumb over your swollen clit, the action making you clench around him

❀ “no, please it-ah it’s too sensitive. Keiji-“ he had started to play with your little bundle of nerves even more

❀ “geez (y/n) it feels even tighter...ah fuck!”

❀ it felt like you were sucking him in with each thrust

❀ “I don’t think I-I’m gonna last much longer.” He groaned

❀ both of you had come at the some time

❀ he continued his thrusts to help your ride out the high

❀ you squeaked when a rough thrust met your hips, eyes widening at the loud crack and the shift of the bed frame that followed

❀ “d-did I just-“ he couldn’t even finish his sentence

❀ he was so flustered once the realization finally set in

❀ “I’m so sorry love. I guess I got too carried away.”

❀ he had leaned forward and buried his face in your neck

❀ you were still on a high and he was being too cute to be mad

❀ you’d just yell at him tomorrow

Bokuto Kōtarō

☆ you knew what you were doing

☆ you had gone out to get coffe with him and Akaashi but you had been shamelessly flirting with the pretty setter

☆ he knew that it was just you playing around but he couldn’t help but feel jealous

☆ usually he’d just go all depresso mode until you switched your attention to him but not this time

☆ and that’s what you wanted, just for him to be all cute and pout for some attention

☆ boy did you miscalculate

☆ he was glaring at both you and Akaashi while he waited in line

☆ his friend was making you giggle and smile

☆ all things that he, your boyfriend, should be doing...not Akaashi

☆ once the order was in, he went to sit down besides you

☆ a blush started to creep up your cheeks when you felt his hand grip your thigh

☆ you glanced at Bokuto but he had no telling expression on his face as he listened to Akaashi who was, thankfully, sitting across from the both of you

☆ once the order was called, he volunteered to get the drinks

☆ leaving you with a mad Bokuto

☆ “are you enjoying your little date with Akaashi? Hmm?” He leaned in, whispering into your ear. “should I leave the two of you alone?”

☆ from afar, the both of you seemed like a normal, lovey doves couple. Whispering sweet nothings to each other

☆ you gulped nervously

☆ “answer me.” He dug his nails into the soft skin of your thigh, it wasn’t painful but it did leave a pleasurable ache that ran up to your core

☆ “n-no, I uh- I was just-“

☆ “just what? Trying to make me jealous? Maybe you want me to bend you over the table and fuck you right here in the middle of the coffee shop. Fuck you so good in front of all these people so they know who you belong to.”

☆ the mere suggestion made your cheeks burn a bright read, your arousal much more presant

☆ he chuckled as he watched you clench your thighs together

☆ once he saw that Akaashi was coming back, he pulled away from your ear and sat back up, hand still gripping your thigh

☆ “oh? (Y/n) are you okay? You seem a bit flushed?

☆ “oh w-well I um-“

☆ “she was saying how she doesn’t feel very well. We might have to cut this short so I can take her home.”

☆ “hmm that would be a good idea.” Akaashi nodded thoughtfully, “you should get to bed and rest.”

☆ oh you were gonna be in bed all right, you were gone be in bed for about a week

☆ cause if you think you’re gonna be able to walk...well think again

☆ “Do you think Akaashi could fuck you like this?” He grunted, he had a hand buried in your hair and tugging so your back was arched

☆ “n-no, no one could e-ever make me feel as g-good as you Ko!”

☆ neither of you heard this one

☆ your senses completely overwhelmed by each other

☆ his last thrust had knocked the headboard against the wall, both of you had felt the jolt as the bed dipped

☆ “would you look at that?! I fucked you so good I broke the bed!” He cackled

☆ you didn’t have the energy to scold him so you just shrugged it off and figured you’d deal with it later

daddy Ushijima Wakatoshi

♡ daddy toshi is aware of his own strength so he always held back from going too hard with you

♡ that was until ya’ll tried something new

♡ he was a little apprehensive about it at first since he was a little confused on how that would work

♡ good thing he’s a quick learner

♡ “a-ah Toshi...you feel so good~” You were currently riding his glorious thighs (i wish ╥﹏╥)

♡ he said nothing as he flexed his muscles, the new sensation making your own thighs quiver

♡ you were holding onto his shoulders for dear life as he had your hips firmly in his grip, rocking back and forth

♡ I feel like he has somewhat of a praise kink cause of how he grew up so...the fact that you’re getting pleasure from something that he worked his beautiful ass off for is turning him on more than he thought

♡ just hearing you whimper out his name and seeing you basically fall apart because of his thighs like damn

♡ you’re in for a real treat

♡ I think this would definitely make him blush so he leaned forward and started to trail soft kisses down your neck, nipping and sucking to leave little hickies everywhere

♡ one hand running up your side to cup your breast, making sure to run his thumb over the hardened bud

♡ when he could feel you start to come undone, he’d flex his thigh once more and lift his leg up just a bit so it was more angled

♡ he held you close as you came down from such an intense climax, breathlessly you placed random kisses on the crook of his jaw

♡ ”t-thank you baby, that was amazing”

♡ you were caught a bit off guard when a quiet chuckle left his lips

♡ you thought you guys were done???

♡ lol nope

♡ he scooped you up as he got up from the bed and tossed you onto it, there was a small creak since he had done it a bit more forcefully than usual but neither of you were paying attention

♡ your mouth watered as you watched him undress, the urge to run your tongue over those magnificent abs was too strong

♡ he could see you bite your lip as he pulled down his shorts and underwear, the way your eyes were locked in on the way the tip of his length bumped into his lower abdomen

♡ “lay down.” He calmly instructed, you were a bit confused but did it anyway

♡ you thought you were just gonna give him that super suction gawk gawk 3000

♡ you didn’t expect to be three orgasms in and still have him ram into you to give you a fourth

♡ there were tears streaming down your blushed cheeks at the complete overstimulation you were receiving

♡ it was too much but you didn’t want it to stop

♡ he gripped your leg and hooked it over his shoulder, your mouth opened in a silent scream

♡ “how does that feel, love?” His voice was thick with lust, he loved the expression on your face

♡ it was down right sinful and it was definitely way better than any of the ahego manga that Tendo had shown him

♡ “So g-good Toshi! S-so fucking good~! I want- ah!”

♡ “tell me what you want princess, come on. Use your words.” He groaned, he was also close. He had been holding back but it was proving quite difficult, especially when...

♡ “I-I ah fuck, I want you t-to cum ins-inside me Toshi! Please, I need it-“

♡ congratulations, breeding kink unlocked

♡ this made him snap

♡ just the thought of releasing his seed inside of you made him completely lose it

♡ “You’re so sexy baby, I-“ His moans increased as he slammed into you. “I’m gonna cum...shit.”

♡ one particularly harsh thrust and he bottomed out, painting your insides with his release

♡ neither of you seemed to notice the break

♡ he stayed inside of you just for a bit before completely pulling out and laying besides you

♡ the noise the bed frame made as he dropped besides you made you very suspicious

♡ “Toshi...”

♡ “yes my love?”

♡ “I think we broke the bed...”

♡ “Oh.”

♡ thus lead to the both of you going to the furniture store to buy a new one and lead to the embarrassment you felt when Wakatoshi told the salesperson the two of you broke the bed while having sex when they had asked for the reason why the two of you were buying

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I switched to calling him Shoyo since everyone except Kageyama calls him that but I’ll probably go back to Hinata in a different part (also bc Natsu is technically a Hinata so)

•

“A letter!!” Natsu announced from the door, her feet slapping against the wood of the stairs as she made her way to Shoyo’s room. “Nii-chan!!

“Coming!”

Natsu bounced on her heels impateintly, listening to the rustle of Shoyo’s sheets. Shoyo yelped and then began hissing something she couldn’t quite make out, and then after a few minutes of relative quiet, Tobio and Shoyo shouted at each other before Tobio stormed out, barging past her without patting her head like usual. Natsu wondered if he had a fever, since his face was the color of steamed crab.

Huh, so did Shoyo. Maybe they were both sick?

“Nii-chan.” She proffered the letter, shifting her weight.

Shoyo shook his head, his flush lightening enough that it only stained his cheeks. “Thanks, Natsu,” he said, smiling as he ruffled her hair. She grinned up at him and turned on her heel, padding over to the kitchen to rattle off what she learned in school the day prior to their mom.

The letter Shoyo held was from the “Kenma” that had made a contract with him the month before, with a simple wax seal of a cat with headphones on. The envelope was crisp and pristine, although the penmanship of the address lines was constantly fluctuating between beautiful and scribbly.

Shoyo glanced around, making sure Kageyama wasn’t nearby, then retreated into his bedroom, ignoring the tangle of sheets that had collapsed to the floor during the earlier...incident... and instead settling into his desk.

‘Hello, Shoyo.

There’s more funding in the envelope inside the one you pulled this out from. Have fun with it, I guess.

I was wondering if you want to meet up with me at some point. I’ll leave my contact stuff at the bottom of this letter... Leave the scary guy you who follows you around at home please. I don’t want to get murdered.

Anyway. We can discuss the details for the date meet and greet when we meet up over text, if you want to actually do that.

Kenma.

XXX-XXX-XXXX’

Shoyo found the wad of bills and decided that he’d make sure ‘Kenma’ would let him pay for food and stuff for when they met up, guilt gnawing at him for taking charity. It wasn’t like he wasn’t giving anything for it, but he didn’t actually feel any difference in his mana supply—not that he could even actually tell that there was mana in him. Maybe the contracts just weren’t taking as much as he thought they would be? —Like everyone taking five yen when he has a billion yen: pretty much negligible. (—Thank you Tsukishima for using that word. Hinata just hoped he wouldn’t use it to describe his test score increases relative to his grade again.)

Shoyo snagged his phone off the nightstand (pointedly ignoring Kageyama’s beside it), tossing himself onto his mattress and kicking his feet as he sent a greeting.

•

Kuroo had himself draped over Kenma’s bed, scrolling idly through messages Lev sent to their groupchat and rolling his eyes. He glanced over at the partial-blonde, who was so close to the TV, Kuroo wondered if he’d eventually pass through the screen and actually enter the game.

Beside his head, Kenma’s phone flashed and pinged, and he’d never seen Kenma move so fast. The game was paused and Kenma was lain beside Kuroo in an instant, his eyes flicking across the screen with overwhelming intensity.

“Did a preorder drop or something?”

Kenma completely ignored him. Kuroo tried to quell his urge to annoy his best friend with dramatics.

The shorter spent five minutes reading whatever message he had received, probably rereading it multiple times if Kuroo were to go off the fact that Kenma hadn’t scrolled.

Finally, after an agonizing period of tense silence, Kenma’s thumbs got to work, typing and retyping words. Kenma mouthed the sentences and scrunched his nose periodically, probably noticing syntax errors.

It was a little bizarre, since Kenma didn’t usually care about what he wrote or how he wrote it. Kuroo once had to read the words “skin $100 said no moth,” with his own eyes, and the message still sometimes haunts him. (Kenma meant to type, “My mother said no to buying the $100 skin,” but didn’t correct himself afterward.)

“Do I add a ‘please’ when saying where to meet me or is that desperate?”

“Do you actually want my opinion or are you talking to yourself?”

Kuroo sighed as Kenma continued his pondering, muttering about lines from a few otome games. Kuroo leaned over and scanned the message, as neither of them had ever been particular about privacy, biting his lip to keep from laughing.

“Hey,” Kenma snapped, falling out of his deliberations. He rolled over and away, which led to him slipping to the floor.

Kuroo burst into cackles, only catching his breath after Kenma tossed a remote at his head. “W... Who’s got ya all riled u-up?” he tried to inquire, panting.

“None of your business.”

“Is ‘Shoyo’ a special friend I should know about?” Kuroo waggled his eyes, dodging an amiibo that sailed through the air and left a noticeable dent in Kenma’s wall.

“N-No.”

It was quite clear that Kuroo did not believe him one bit, his Hyena-like laughter rippling through the air. “You’re lying—your ears are red! Your blushing so hard!”

“Shut up!” Kenma hid under the covers at the foot of the bed, trying to look back at his phone. Kuroo, deciding that he was fine with dying there, poked at Kenma’s head, seeking amusement from teasing the half-blonde.

“Huh?” Kenma was stock-still, not even moving when Kuroo prodded at him. “Kenma, you okay? Are you dead?” The blankets were raised, Kuroo peering upside-down at his friend.

Dead seemed like an understatement—after all, at least then you would see the life draining out of the body. No, Kenma appeared as though his soul was sucked out with a vacuum and his body sat empty while his spirit struggled against the vacuum bag.

Kuroo snatched Kenma’s phone out of his hands, his friend not twitching or reacting at all. The only indication that Kenma was still existent was the slow paling of his skin.

“What’s got you so.... Oh. Well... Yep, that’ll do it.”

The last line of his message, which he probably was intending to delete—or at least rewrite—simply read, ‘I look forward to our date.’

•

“He won’t think that you wanted it to be a date if I come,” Kuroo explained as he shoved Kenma toward the cafe, still quite sympathetic of his poor friend’s pain. Kenma had his hood pulled up and kinda seemed tempted to drift into traffic, so Kuroo just kept a better hold of his shoulders as he drove him forward.

“Maybe he’ll take pity on me and stab me with a teaspoon.”

“Maybe you’ll be less morbid, how about that?”

“We both know that’s very unlikely.” Kenma managed to open the door before Kuroo flattened him against it.

“True,” he sighed. “So, you see him?”

Kenma glanced around, fingertips rubbing against his nails within his pockets as he sought out Shoyo.

After a moment of peering around, he spotted sunrise eyes and a mane of flame, as well as the scent of full, unfettered magic wafting through the air.

“There,” Kenma breathed as Kuroo straightened, eyes fixating on the summoner. Kuroo whistled to himself.

“I’m counting myself lucky that you’re not territorial.”

Kenma squinted at his best friend, though he let his withering glare fall exasperatedly. “I’m getting there.”

Kuroo’s smile grew with mischief. “Too late.” His tongue slipped across his upper lip.

Across the cafe, Shoyo shivered, glancing around and catching their predatory gazes. Unlike prey, his eyes didn’t waver, and their excitement only grew.

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This got a little longer than usual—I got carried away bc I love writing disaster Kenma 😂 and also Natsu is super adorable so I’m including her more 💖💖

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i have a lot of trouble writing benrey in my fics— how did you experiment with his characterization until you were satisfied with it, and what other benny interpretations do u enjoy from other fic writers? i love the way you write him, his dialogue feels so authentic and believable.

AW thank u......it always makes my day to hear something nice about the way i characterize ppl......there were a lot of things i did to try to nail how he talks and thinks. thank u for asking this b/c i have a Lot to say about this subject

the first thing is, obv, watching the series. i have to include this one b/c i feel like quite a few ppl in this fandom.....like.....havent. there is a certain way of characterizing him as an Epic Mischievous Gamer that is, uhhh, very much a fanon thing that ppl see on tumblr and imitate and flanderize all to hell. but, like, im an obsessive little weirdo who will rewatch things over and over again to take notes on characters’ behavior and dialogue and i really gotta recommend just sitting back and listening to how benrey talks.

hes not dropping gamer references constantly. hes not making every single sentence out of his mouth some obnoxious quip. hes slow on the uptake and drops conversations entirely if he doesnt care about them. he has never once said “cringe” before and whenever i see a fic that has him doing it multiple times i feel minutes shaved off of my lifespan. the #1 tip i can give here is to not have benrey talking in fucking 2010s gamer lingo every time he opens his mouth. please

(i feel partially responsible for the spread of this kind of characterization. my first 2 fics have him doing stuff like that every once in awhile. sometimes i debate going back and changing them, but like, benrey saying “poggers” one time aside, i think they hold up pretty good. so i havent. something something historical accuracy)

the more i wrote about him, the more i tried digging into the aspects of his character that i found the most appealing. some people are really into his polite side. i am really into his bullying side. so i would watch the bits where benrey really has his “gordon bullying” mode cranked up to 11 and make note of how he acts, how he talks. trying to replicate it. “benrey saying epic random shit to piss gordon off” is much less his vibe than, like, demeaning gordon, and i feel like the bathroom skit is the ultimate manifestation of this. it is genuinely my favorite bit in the whole series b/c its so ideally representative of their weird-ass dynamic. this fuckin high school bullying LARP in the middle of a public restroom. god in heaven

the less you lean on the crutches of “gamer lingo” and “wacky non-sequitur”, the more it forces you to think about how he behaves. what motivates him. and generally, like, he operates on his own wavelength. he doesnt fully understand everything thats going on around him and selectively chooses what he tunes into. and, most importantly, he just wants to play games, man. benrey likes goofing off with the science crew and playing mind games with gordon. he fails to understand the gravity of his actions a lot of the time b/c hes not human, and hes not operating under the same social guidelines.

(this is the part where people like to speculate exactly what kind of non-human he is, and i think this can be helpful for setting up his motivations! me, personally, i am of the opinion that hes just a video game guy made real. kind of like a live-action cartoon character. so hes operating on video game logic a lot of the time, and doesnt grasp that consequences for actions are different for normal people who cant noclip or respawn. a kind of lack of empathy that manifests in him being capricious, indifferent, detached......purely oriented around “getting his job done” and “chilling” and, naturally, “fucking with gordon freeman“.)

ultimately it boils down to distilling just what i like out of their interactions and trying to Manifest it repeatedly. i go crazy about their actual canon interactions and i want to write things that hit the notes i like: two guys who are mutually kind of obsessed with one another, for better or worse, and engage in a lot of play fighting (and, you know, genuine fighting, too) as a sublimation of it. best frenemies, if you will.

i think that a lot of the problems people have in writing benrey is that they kinda just project whatever attributes they want in a lover onto him. like, man, i like cute shit as much as the next guy, but do you really think that the dude who bullies gordon freeman while hes having a panic attack is gonna tenderly stroke gordons hair and wipe his tears and tell him that everythings gonna be okay? no, dude. even when benrey expresses any kind of concern, he does it in a way that communicates that he doesnt understand the gravity of whats going on and he doesnt “get” why gordons lying on the ground yelling, or why gordons howling in pain after getting his arm cut off. he is not an empathetic guy. hes actually kind of a creep!!! a lil freakjob! the weirdness and the lack of humanity are what make him hot!!!!

and this is what makes it own so hard on the rare occasions he does show empathy! its the same reason why its so cute when gordon stops bitching for 0.5 seconds and tries to be nice! theyre earned moments, not character defaults. and cutesy/lovey-dovey shit with these two is definitely doable, but i would love to see more of it take into account the fact that these are two dudes who fucking suck and who especially suck at being emotionally open with each other.

as far as characterizations that i really like........okay. full disclosure. the biggest reason ive been losing my shit over the catmaid freemind fic is b/c the author is one of the few people who really taps in to what i like about benrey, and what i like about his relationship with gordon. hes teasing. he likes to use his perceived authority to bully people. hes weirdly protective of gordon. but hes also just, like, a chill dude who wants to play video games. and he legit likes gordon and expresses affection for him in some of the most in-character ways ive ever seen

like. deliberately spilling milk on the couch and flatly going like “oops.” b/c he wants gordon to sleep in his room......playing nurse by doing fuck-all apart from giving gordon powerade while hes sick and keeping the volume on his video games low......kicking barmey under the table for making fun of gordon being dogboyed.......it is all exceptionally cute shit and its delightfully in-character. i feel so bad for the author b/c im a frenrey head and i am primarily reading it for those two. but god they do it so well.......im hooked. im obsessed

thank u again for asking this and for the lovely compliment ^q^ i hope this answered your question......i have spent entirely too much of my life thinking about my favorite half life funny guy

Memories to be made: Chapter 2

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It’s the second chapter already, since I’m too keen to post it after such a warm welcome from my mutuals. 

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The heavy rain was falling from the dark clouds for more than two hours now, making them feel like two years instead, the big droplets clattering against the window, leaving damp smudges on the clear glass. It just didn’t wanted to go away. It might have stopped for a moment, when she was heading here, to the restaurant, giving her a chance of arriving for her date mostly un-soaked.

How the fortune decided to smile and wink at her, letting the sun shine, peak shyly from behind the obscure clouds, right in the time when she was trying to get to the restaurant on time, the tube’s schedule wasn’t helping and the thought of taking a cab was still too terrifying for her to do it all by herself.

Whole sky felt like a terrible misunderstanding.

Just like her whole life now did.

Day turned into the night, the gloominess wasn’t really helping in going out. Even if it was supposed to be a date with the softest and purest boy she has ever met.

Emelia was happy to see him nonetheless. It was the thought of growing closer, as well as opening up to him, that frightened her the most.

It seemed like the tea advertisement was stalking her everywhere she went. The tall billboard was placed across the street, but she could see it perfectly from the spot in which they were sitting in the restaurant.

In love? Give Tea a Chance.

The slogan sounded to her like some sort of a joke now.

Emelia couldn't be in love with Keanu. It was too soon for any major emotions to appear. But it was clear that she'll give him a chance, even though it will be hard for her to simply let him in.

Letting him in meant that she would have to tell him about her past and about the horrific incident that made her unsure about who she really is.

Along with her memories she lost her identity. She could easily say that she officially and astonishingly unwillingly became a part of the Bourne stories franchise, and she was playing the main role in them, but the small crumpets of her past, which she was rummaging through once again this morning, didn’t helped in the recovery of her memories.

She woke up at 9 a.m., jumping out of bed with the aftermath of another nightmare still stuck in her head, while the heavy droplets of rain were pattering against the big window of her bedroom. Another terrible night filled with visions from her past, scraps and bits she couldn’t sew together, but everything was haunting her consistently night after night.

How terrified she was.

Terrified by her own self. Everything seemed unreal, especially the hazy memory of her mother leaving their house and never coming back, even though she waited for her every second, every day, every week, every month, until the whole year didn’t passed and her dad simply told her that “momma isn’t coming back”.

After all those years, this moment filled with peculiar emotions she felt that day, was one of two things she was able to remember right now. And now, after everything that happened, the memory of her mother leaving them, saddened her even more than it genuinely did when she was four.

“Where are you now, darling?” His warm voice, embraced her like a tight warm hug. She turned her head to look at him, his face too close to hers now. Noticing how his eyes widened as he just stares at her, licking his chapped lips she reflexively scratches her neck through the fabric of her flimsy turtleneck and then just looks away, gluing her gaze to the plate of sushi that the waitress placed few moments ago in front of them.

Emelia was so lost in her own thoughts again, blindly rummaging through the depths of her memory, she hasn’t noticed any single thing that happened around her.

Keanu dared himself to slide his body closer to her along with the chair he was seated in. And he did, surprised that she hasn’t flinched away like a frightened deer in the headlights, moving her chair away from him in a hectic movement. She just stayed there, but looked away, her eyes glued to the window he had behind his back now, scanning the tea advertisement again and again.

He had to admit, that his stare was way too intimidating for something they could’ve called a first date. The whole situation felt hopeless, even though he wasn’t really hoping for anything.

Keanu wasn’t that type.

All he thought about was to hold her hands, that always seemed to be freezing judging by the way she was pulling the sleeves of her turtlenecks basically all the time she was around him. Hide her palms safely inside of his, like they were the most precious treasure in the whole world.

Yes, all he wanted was to hold hands with her. Quite simple, yet still impossible, gesture.

Maybe the night will end with a shy peck of her rouged lips pressed just for a second to his cheek that probably will be flushed long before she would find the guts to even think about doing it.

“I’m sorry, I-I just feel like I’m losing my mind” she mumbled with her mouth filled with another piece of salmon nigiri. He just pressed his hand to his forehead, then ran his fingers through his hair, absolutely unable to find the right words to give her a decent answer.

She swallowed the mouthful and just sighed, taking a sip from the glass.

Did he really ordered plum wine?

“Do you want to talk about it?” He blurted out, without even thinking and his face went red right after realizing what he just said. He’d rather just press his face into his palms and scream into them, he just made himself sound like a fucking douche.

Emelia was silent, too busy munching on the delicious pieces of sushi that she had right under her nose placed on the wide marble-like plate.

Later on, when she’ll arrive home, she would be standing in front of the mirror that’s hanged on the wall in her bathroom picking out the bits of rice that got stuck in the hole in one of her teeth.

She’s ought to see a dentist. It wasn't a painful cavity yet, but surely it was a pain in the ass. This morning, when rummaging through all of her stuff, she spotted a business card with a number to one of the dentists she was visiting frequently. At least she assumed that, after seeing few dates with hours scribbled down on a piece of paper that was attached to it.

She really need to see a dentist soon.

The cogs in her brain were working at their highest efficiency, trying to come up with something clever to say, not just telling him about that damned accident and bursting into tears right after, like she did too often. He still was a stranger, after all, even though she felt that the atoms of her body were connected to those in his.

Strangers.

That’s what they were now. No matter that they were sitting too close to each other, their hips touching, his hand dying to touch her arm, to stroke her cheek, gently caressing her soft skin, to brush away that wild strand of her auburn locks that refuses to stay tucked behind her ear and keeps falling onto her face.

Taking another sip of the wine she finally turned with her whole body to him, placing the glass back on the table and leaning with her elbow onto the back of her chair.

“It’s kinda complicated and…” a scratch of her neck, her fingers pressed firmly to the fabric that she had wrapped around it, rubbing the spot harshly, “I-I don’t know if I can trust you.”

Keanu chuckled nervously, taking his own glass in hand and downing the content of it in one big slurp.

“Absolutely not going to tell people your secrets after our date” okay, he finally admitted that this, in fact, was truly a date and it made them both feel lighter now, like someone just took a heavy weight from their chests.

His Adam’s apple was bobbing up and down in his throat, eyes not leaving her face, waiting for any type of response in inner panic now.

He could’ve chosen better words, fuck.

Would her eye flinch, brow furrow or will she just remain silent till the evening ends?

She tilts her head backwards, hand pressed to her neck, fingers sliding under the hem of the black fabric. Keanu lean closer to her and just took her hand in his, pulling it away from her skin. Emelia stares at him in shock, stunned, unable to bable a word. Her heart races up, thudding against her chest, her face probably in the same shade as her nails painted with the Russian Red.

“D-don’t do it, darling” he breathed out, stroking the top of her hand with his fingers, “I notice you do it every time when you’re feeling stressed or uncomfortable.”

“I-I’m… erm… sorry” she takes her hand abruptly away from his touch and a piece of Keanu’s heart gets torn apart.

The look on his face changes, the brightness in his eyes dulled now, smile disappeared from his face and he just stared at her blankly now, not even bothered by blinking. She feels this thigh knot in her stomach, that urges her to do something, to fix the gesture that he took as unpleasant.

There was nothing wrong with what he did, but he would be still thinking about this tiny detail when he’ll arrive home late in the evening. And every other little thing he did wrong tonight, screwing up his chances for holding her hand again.

It was a small gesture of showing her that he care, but it was too sudden, too alarming, it scared her, made her feel uneasy. In fact she was dying to touch him, run her own finger through the fluff of his hair, stroke his cheek, lay her head on his shoulder. But she had to do it all at her own pace. Not in a rush caused by the plum wine running in their systems and clouding their minds, making them say words and do things that would never happen when they’re sober.

The intimacy was a hard one for her. It was the fact that her own body was a surprise to her, she had to get use to it again, explore it herself first and then give it away to someone, to a special man she still hoped she’ll be able to meet, after two screwed up relationships. Funny how she remembered there were two of them, but she couldn’t put her finger on the names of these men she loved before.

She had to get along with all of those new scars she had carved not only on her skin, but also on her soul and her mind. It was a long, extremely bouncy ride down a steep hill, laden with emotions, bits and crumbs of her past she wasn’t able to recall just yet.

And her mind was similar to a black hole, filled with only scraps of what she was able to call her memories. Frustrating, it all was too frustrating, not being able to remember who she really was.

Emelia gaze is glued to him, her eyes not leaving his face. Keanu is still waiting for some sort of a response, her mouth slightly agape like she wants to say something, but remains silent, not a single vowel leaves her rouge lips.

Finally, after few more seconds of the most painful silence he ever experienced in his whole life, he decides to turn away and grab the pair of chopsticks that are lying on the table right next to their plate.

She laughs.

No, no, she bursts with laughter, the sincere sound of it fills the whole place, echoes in his ears, drenches his whole body, pierces right through his soul. His head turned to her, doe eyes wide, confused a bit. Her nose crinkled, those tiny wrinkles visible all around her eyes, dimples in her cheeks looking even cuter then they did for the first time he had the chance to see them.

“What?” Keanu asked, shaking his head to the side, corners of his own mouth curling upwards, unable to keep a straight face while looking at her smiling like that.

“It looks like you’re about to stab the sushi, not eat it, while you hold them like that” she pointed to those two pieces of bamboo he’s holding in his fingers, “just… let me help you with them” moving her chair even further to his she leaned over, pressed her arm close to his and wraps her fingers around his hand.

Aligning them correctly in his hand she fixes the position of his fingers; placing his middle finger between them, his index finger on the top chopstick and pressing the bottom one onto his ring finger.

Her hand is cold, but not colder than their plum wine; every time her fingers touched his own he felt how the electricity flickers down his arm and all the way to his spine, the tingling feeling spreading all over him.

Running his other hand through his hair he turns to her, “You can teach me a lot of things, darling”, she is still smiling and when she looked up at his face, their gazes met, eyes stuck together, something he can’t properly name urges him to kiss her, right here and right now.

He hovers his face an inch closer to hers and she doesn’t flinch backwards. She just keeps her eyes glued to his, blinking almost in slow motion, her long black eyelashes moving in a butterfly-like flow.

So he does it once again, getting closer and closer bit after bit. And he stops, seeing how her brows furrows, but a smile stayed glued to her lips.

Oh, how he’d sell his soul to the devil himself, just to kiss her once, just to press his mouth gently to hers and see how they taste.

Reaching to the plate with her own chopsticks, she takes a piece of tuna nigiri in them and moves her hand between their faces, pressing the piece of sushi to his lip. Emelia giggles, seeing his reaction, how he rolled his eyes and gasped, but opened his mouth eating it nonetheless.

“You should start eating, unless you want me to have the whole dinner for myself and stick to just keeping me company” stuffing her own mouth with another piece she munched on it wiggling her brows to Keanu.

“Maybe I like to be fed” he mumbled between chewing, “by you” he adds after swallowing the rice-y delish.

“Quite the fetish” she chuckled, eating another piece, then taking a long sip from her glass. 

He glanced at her between swallowing his bites and reaching for another ones. It seems like she’s more relaxed now. At least she stopped scratching this one spot on her neck, that’s what he noticed so far.

Impulsive behavior, that was it. A way of copying with stress. Unpleasant mannerism.

She cleared her throat and his eyes immediately left his glass which he was filling with more of the plum wine. His gaze jumped back onto her face, studying every little detail that can possibly change about it.

“The problem is” she says leaning in, “if I kissed you, I don’t think I’d be able to stop” Keanu flinched closer to her, pressing his face towards the touch of her hand that simply brushed the rice stuck in one corner of his mouth.

There’s not much he can do now, so he just laughed at his own self. Such a fool he is, a fool for her.

“Who says you have to stop?” He casually reached for his glass and took a sip from it, their eyes stuck together, as he’s the one wiggling his brows now making her laugh.

“This white shirt really suits you, Keanu” the way his name rolls off her tongue, the way she accents the K and punctuates every single letter sends a shiver through his whole body and down his spine. And again she moves even closer, even though their chairs are pressed together now, almost stacked on top of another, reaching deep down herself to find the proper amount of courage to brush his arm with her fingers.

“I want to take things slowly” she breathed out, touching lightly the skin under the rolled sleeve of his shirt and then slid them down the bared part of his arm. He tensed in the moment Emelia pressed her fingertips to his skin, every muscle in his body stiff.

His mouth was agape, his eyes glued to her every movement, inhaling the view of her index fingers dancing on top of his arm, tracing the outline of his veins. She’s like a little child now, that explores the world for the first time, touching and playing with everything that’s in reach of her tiny hands.

Gulping the lump that formed in his throat he speaks finally, his eyes stuck at her, “So this first date is about touching my arm?”

“Yes” looking up at him she smiled, her dimples showing up again, the gesture like sun - lightning up the whole place, making them all forget about the gloomy weather and the heavy rain that’s still pouring outside, trying to make a point.

“Then touch my arm anytime you want. Emelia, your hands… they are lovely, you should be playing piano with those fingers” Keanu touches the top of her hand with his own calloused fingers, dancing with them, like he was playing a part of some tune his mind just made up.

“I think I did, I-I might have...”

“You did?” his confidence just grew, so he slides his hand from her own to her clothed arm, but she shudders, moving her limb away from his touch.

Now he regrets being too confident. She set the peace and he has to stick to it without rushing anything or making her do things she doesn’t want to.

“Back in the past…” sliding her fingers up and down she tickles him a bit, a small giggle leaving his mouth.

“If you want to get back to it lemme know, I think I can help with it” he smiled at her, the greens of her eyes so bright they transfer him back to juicy fields in the spring.

“I will… I will think of it. Thank you, Keanu” removing her hand from his arm she reaches for her wine glass and keeps it high in the air, “for everything you’ve done so far, even though you might think that you’ve done nothing at all. It’s all in the details, really” he grabbed his own glass and bumped it with hers, the awkward clinking sound making them both laugh.

“No, thank you, darling. For this lovely evening and for everything that will come” they both take a sip from their glasses, smiles still glued to their faces.

How lovable the dimples in her cheeks make her look, when her face is so bright, the corners of her mouth curved all the way upwards, not a single bit of worry visible on her face.

Her smile has the ability to change his life, to turn it around and make it all about her.

thank u, next pt. 2

Pairing(s):Timothee Chalamet x fem!reader

Warnings: angst (i love pain what can i say), kind of fluffy? (my idea of fluff is just softer angst fmknfsknfns)

Word Count: 2,043 

author’s note: ok im ACTUALLY back this time LMAO. yall wanted, so yall shall receive. enjoy :-)

p.s. it’s not essential to read part 1 before reading this as i wrote it as a stand alone, but if you want a little more context check out pt. 1! :)

It was early on a cold Sunday morning, and I had just stopped into my local cafe for some much-needed caffeine. I stuffed my frozen fingers into my coat pocket and rushed inside to escape the chilling New York air, and was immediately bombarded with the bustling sounds of the shop.

“The usual?”

I was pulled out of my thoughts and looked up to see the barista smiling widely at me, already plugging in numbers. 

“Yes, Vivian, thanks,” I said softly, fishing out a crumpled ten dollar bill from my pocket. She handed me my change with a bright “Coming right up!”, and a few minutes later I was standing with a bagel and a coffee in my hands, wondering where to eat. 

I ended up deciding on the second-floor seating- the designated study area. It comprised mostly of adults typing away furiously on laptops, quickly downing shots of espresso and periodically letting out exasperated sighs. I sat down at a little table in the back and took a bite of my bagel, people-watching. My eyes laid on two teenagers in the corner seated on a little beanbag chair. The boy’s fluffy hair meshed with the short pixie cut of the girl he was laying beside, both nose deep in a book. The girl pointed at something in the thick novel, and the boy nodded, quickly jotting down something in a journal. Curious, I inch towards them to see if I could get a glimpse at the title, and my body freezes when I read it. “The Complete Works of Edgar Allen Poe.”

TWO YEARS PRIOR 

“’ The Complete Works of Edgar Allen Poe? Could you get any more pretentious?”

Timothee let out a hearty laugh as he settled into his chair and brushed his brown locks away from his face., He watched Y/N thumb through the stacks of books arranged haphazardly in his bedroom, lingering on those she found interesting. His eyes trailed down her body, settling on her dirty, doodled-on Converse. 

“Sick shoes,” he chortled, feigning surprise when she flipped him off. 

It was only the second time Timothee and Y/N hung out, and Timothee impulsively asked if she wanted to come over after they spent hours walking around the NYC streets, talking about everything and nothing. He realized how much it sounded like he just wanted to bang her, but (although he did want to do that eventually) he genuinely just ached to spend more time with her. She was funny and blunt and made random weird jokes and just made Tim feel warm and fuzzy all over.

“Huh. Never really pegged you as a self-help book kinda guy,” she muttered, so quietly that Timothee almost couldn’t hear her. But he did.

“Well, what kind of guy do you peg me as?”, he asked, leaning forward in his chair with a grin on his face. Y/N turned around, rolling her eyes when she saw that shit-eating smirk.

“The kind who probably asks every girl he likes to come over to his apartment so they can ‘talk about books.’“ she says with air quotes, walking towards him. Timothee rolled his eyes as she stationed himself in front of him, her legs pressed together in between his spread ones. He said nothing, lightly grazing his hand on the fabric of her jeans. 

Y/N looked down at him and instinctively started running her hands through his hair, her nails scratching at his scalp. He looked up at her with a confused yet entertained look on his face.

“I can’t help it, I like your hair” Y/N giggled, letting her hands sit at the back of his neck.

“Well, I like you,” Timothee said, moving his hands from his jeans to her hand, gently interlocking their fingers. Y/N said nothing for a couple of moments and Timothee looked up at her, nervous.

“Shit, that might’ve been too soon, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to-” 

Timothee’s words were cut off by Y/N pressing her lips against his.

PRESENT TIME

“Hey, lady, your phone is ringing,”

I shook my head and realized that my phone was, indeed, ringing at full volume and every person within a 5-foot vicinity was giving me the death glare. I scrambled to stuff my bagel in my purse and let out a rushed “Sorry!” as I grabbed my coffee and sped down the stairs and out of the cafe. Once I was outside, I let myself rest on the window and looked to see who was calling.

‘An unknown number. Weird,’ I thought. ‘I’m pretty sure I blocked all those telemarketers.’

I answer the phone call with a short “Who’s this?”

The line is silent for a few seconds until I hear something I thought I would never hear again.

“Hey, Y/N it-it’s me, Timothee.”

My breath hitched and soared back into my body. Everything came running forward- the late night talks, getting McDonald’s at 4 A.M, the kisses, the hugs, the night he left. 

Left. He left me.

“What the hell do you want?” I spat. Silence fell again, and I shifted against the cafe window, ready to hang up the phone. Then, I heard a deep sigh through the phone and something I didn’t expect- crying. 

“Please, can we talk in person. I ... need to see you,” he choked out. I shut my eyes hard, feeling tears welling beneath my eyelids. No matter what, him crying always made me cry. Always.

I wasn’t going to crack, though. 

“I don’t deserve this, Tim,” I laughed with no humor. “I just started to get used to having a life again, and you just call me out of nowhere asking to see me? You ruined me, T. I don’t owe you a damn thing.”

“Of course you don’t, that’s not what I meant, I-I’m sorry this was stupid. Sorry, sorry,” he rushed out with a quiet voice and the phone call disconnected. I let my head hang and a shuddered breath left my mouth, trying to wrap my head around what happened in the last minute. 

I knew I didn’t deserve this, so I deleted his number and went on with my life. I found another boy who cherished me, respected me, and loved me. I had kids, grandkids, and great-grandkids. I had peace.

I wish that were the truth.

3 DAYS LATER

Paul Anka’s “Put Your Head on Your Shoulder” was the first thing I heard when I pushed open the double doors to my local diner. The 50s-themed restaurant was a favorite of mine, and the food was to die for. I glanced over at the modern-style jukebox to get a glimpse of the time.

2:14 A.M. Jesus.

The diner was empty, and the bored teen behind the counter looked at me with lazy eyes when I approached him.

“Table for two, please,” I asked kindly, giving him a small smile. 

“You with the weirdo?” he questioned unenthusiastically, pointing over to a booth in the corner. I turned, confused, to see Timothee hunched over a cup of coffee. I felt my pulse quicken when he looked up, his dark eyes meeting mine.

“Yeah, sadly. Thanks,” I mumbled, dragging my feet as I trudged over to the booth. I took in a sharp breath when I saw Timothee up close.

His eyes were bloodshot red, dark circles prominent coating his undereye area. His face was sunken and his cheekbones were a lot more prevalent than I remembered. His billowy shirt barely hung on his frame, his collarbones peeking out from the top. I cringed; he looked so unhealthy and broken that I couldn’t bear to look at him anymore. I settled into my side of the booth and kept my eyes on my hands in my lap.

“I know I look a little rough around the edges,” he muttered, a bashful tone to his voice.

“Well, little isn’t exactly the word I would use,” I joked, not being able to stop myself. Timothee looked up at me and laughed, his hair bouncing along with him. I chuckled along, looking him in the eyes. I’m not sure how many moments passed where we were just gazed at each other, taking it all in.

“Are you guys ready to order, or...,” the teen from before came up to our table with his hands crossed over his chest and an annoyed look on his face.

“Uh, yeah, I’ll take a slice of cherry pie and a root beer,” I said, glancing at Timothee from above the menu to prompt him to order.

“I’ll just take another coffee.”

“Don’t know why’d you come to a diner just for coffee but whatever,” the teen said before snatching our menus and walking away. Timothee shook his head and I couldn’t help but snort at the kid’s actions. 

“He’s probably pissed that we are coming in to eat at two in the morning,” Timothee hypothesized. I hummed in agreement, the smile on my face falling when I remembered the situation I was in. 

An awkward silence took over the booth and I focused my eyes on anything except for the curly haired boy in front of me. 

“Look, Y/N, I know this is kind of shitty for me to ask you out to eat and bring up all these bad memories but I just needed to talk to you. I’m not even asking for forgiveness, or for us to get back together, I just,” his voice trailed off and I peeked at him, his head low and his lips pursed together.

“I feel like shit. Like, absolute shit for what I did to you. Not only did I make the biggest mistake of my life, but I was a huge dick about it. I’m sure nothing I say can ever make it better, but I just wanted you to know that I’m sorry. God, I’m so fucking sorry,” he cried, pushing his hair back and violently shaking.

“Christ, Tim, relax, you’re gonna make yourself sick breathing like that,” I hesitantly placed my hand on his face, making him look at me.

“Breathe, T. Breathe”

Timothee closed his eyes as he focused on taking in healthy amounts of air. I moved my hand to take it off of his face and he quickly reached up to put his hand on top of mine, leaving it on his damp cheek. 

“Timothee-”

“I love you, Y/N. With everything I have, every bone in my body,”

“Then why did you cheat on me?”

I think he was shocked I actually brought it up and said those words out loud. I jerked my hand back and put it back in my lap.

“Hmm? That’s why we are here, remember?” I sneered.

He took a big breath and his head bobbed against the back of the booth as he leaned back. 

“Honestly? I have no fucking clue. You had all these great opportunities at university and you were out so much and I felt so... neglected, I guess?”

“So, it’s my fault. Incredible,” I scoffed, grabbing my purse.

“No, no, no, of course not, wait- don’t go yet. Please” he scrambled to grab my hand.

I yanked it back and stood up.

“It was good to see you, Timothee. But I never need to again,” I tried to get out the sentence without crying, but I choked on the last word.

“Please, remember when you said we can fix this? I need us, I need you. I can’t live without you,” he begged, tears flowing down his face. I closed my eyes and exhaled quietly in an effort to catch my breath. In a few quick moves, I pressed my lips against Timothee’s temple, then dug fifteen dollars out of my purse and threw it on the table.

“That should cover the food. Goodbye, Tim,”

My name left Timothee’s mouth multiple times with increasing despair as I turned my back to him, making a beeline for the store. 

“The food’s about to be ready, dude,” the teen behind the counter said as I had the handle on the door. “You can’t wait a couple minutes?”

“Give it to the weirdo for me, please,” I said over my shoulder as I walked into the night, not knowing that would be the last time I’d ever see Timothee. 

All the personal asks plz

Alrighty then!

1. Any scars?

Mhm, pretty much all the scars I have are burns. One is from burning the side of my arm on an iron my mom had  standing upright that I brushed against trying to reach something on the counter behind it and I’ve got one or two other scars from my culinary class on my hands from trying to put a tray in the oven and bumping it on the rungs above the ones I was putting it on. I burnt my hand day one of actually cooking. Yes I’m a disaster.

2. Self harmed?

Absolutely not. One, I’m too scared of pain, and two, I have uh… An unpleasant history involving someone else threatening self harm to make me do what they wanted, so… It’s a really sore spot for me.

3. Crush?

I honestly have no idea.

4. Kissed anyone?

Nope

5. Coke or Pepsi?

Neither they make me physically ill

6. Someone you hate?

There’s a LOT of assholes at my school but the person I hate the most is probably my dad for reasons.

7. Best Friends?

Mhm! I’ve got a handful on this site but my IRL best friend is @theansweris-a. She doesn’t really get on tumblr anymore but if you’re reading this I love you friendo and have a good day! :D

8. Have you ever done alcohol or drugs?

hahaha fuCK NO. I’d rather not get addicted to something that can and will kill me and throw my money at people to sustain it. If someone offered me either I’d probably flip them off whilst slowly backing up and getting tf out of there because NO.

9. What’s your dream job?

Author/Illustrator with some VA work and Video Game directing on the side.

10. Ever been in love?

I have. It was with someone I didn’t have a chance with and who would be an absolutely awful lover to me since we weren’t compatible emotion-wise so I let it go. It was hard, but I did it.

11. Last time you cried?

Last Sunday trying to explain to my mom why our preacher and the church we go to has completely fallen out of my favor for it’s very loud blatant ‘LGBT people are bad abortion is evil insert other white conservative stuff here’ ‘cause she doesn’t know I’m LGBT+ (and it’s going to stay that way) and I was trying to explain to her why I would never say invite my LGBT friends to church because they would be mercilessly persecuted by people who call themselves followers of God then spit in his eye by doing the exact opposite of everything he’s asked of them. Yes I still feel really strongly about this.

12. Favorite color?

Cyan!

13. Height?

How coincidence, I just got it measured today! 5′6, FINALLY OFFICIALLY TALLER THEN MY MOM MUHAHAHAHAHA

14. Birthday?

November 17th!

15. Eye color?

Milk chocolately-brown

16. Hair color?

Dark brown

17. What do you love?

this is so open ended hjkfjfjkhgkjh okay then I love girls, video games, anime, writing, drawing, reading, and animals.

18. Obsession?

My top 3 in order of obsession; Kill La Kill, RWBY, and Kingdom Hearts.

19. If you had one wish, what would it be?

For every single illness, disease, syndrome, disorder, and so on to have a cure. From Cancer to Asthma. Both because I have so many incurable diseases/disorders and because I know there are people out there who have things so much worse than me in that department.

20. Do you love someone?

I love all my mutals, friends, and most of my family including extended family. 

21. Kiss or hug?

I’ve never been kissed so I don’t know anything about how that would be so I’d say hug because I love hugs!

22. Nicknames people call you?

Derpy, Slurpy, D-Slur, Resident Cinnamon Roll (That’s my actual nickname on a Revue Starlight discord)

23. Favorite song?

this is like asking me to pick my favorite child uhhhhh… This Life Is Mine by Jeff Williams, it just means a lot to me.

24. Favorite band?

i know no bands by name

25. Worst thing that has ever happened to you?

….Okay, uh, this is gonna be really hard to decide because a LOT of bad things have happened to me. I’ll go with the more physical choice because I’d rather not dump too much of my emotional baggage onto yall. One time I was being prepped for surgery and they needed to get the IV in. (for the record I’m shaking pretty badly right now from thinking about this) They had to stab my arm with what they called a ‘Bee sting’ (it wasn’t a bee sting it goes almost down to the bone) that had numbing stuff in it and they were trying to find a vein they could put my IV in but they couldn’t find one (okay now i’m typing really fast so I don’t have to think about this for long) and they kept stabbing my arm over and over again. The thing is I have a serious phobia of needles that sends me into panic attacks, I’ll go lightheaded I’ll lose my hearing and so on. So I was trying to put a brave face on despite my parents not even being there but they would. not. stop. They didn’t give me a break. It was one stab then another then another then another. I was having a full blown panic attack, I was almost crying. Then they seemed to get it. They left me for a bit and my parents came in. My arm started swelling. They HADNT got it. My arm was being filled with whatever my IV was. They came back in with the beesting. They started stabbing me again but on the other arm. I couldn’t keep a brave face anymore after thinking they were finally done. I started to cry and sob and the panic attack I had that day was the single worst I have ever had. It got worse. They missed a vein entirely and instead hit a bundle of nerves. My hand started involuntarily twitching as pain unlike any I’ve ever felt before or until now wracked my arm. I had actual trauma from this, the night after the surgery I kept feeling ghost pains of the stabs in my arms, I had to sleep on my stomach with my arms wrapped around my front just to make them go away. I’m still extremely traumatized of this to this day. I never want to have surgery again. I never want an IV again. 

Okay that got away from me there I’m sorry I kinda was having a panic attack while writing that. Anyways moving on.

26. Best thing that has ever happened to you?

This is gonna sound cheesy but meeting @theansweris-a. She’s the sweetest and kindest person I have ever met in my entire life and I feel so incredibly lucky to call her my friend, though knowing her she’ll see this and reply with ‘No U’ because we always end up in a shouting match of ‘YOU ARE A WONDERFUL HUMAN BEING’ ‘NO YOU’RE A WONDERFUL HUMAN BEING’ 

27. Something you would change about yourself?

I definitely would lose weight. Not because of societies bullshit but because I legitimately want to lose weight so I can actually get strong and build up some muscle, I WANT TO BE ABLE TO OPEN GATORADE BOTTLES GODDAMNIT

28. Ever dated someone?

Nope, I’m closeted and have no interest in even pretending I’m straight by dating a guy, I mean I know some genuinely nice guys (all of them dorks) but they’re all just my friends though they are massive goofballs and I love them very much. (Entirely platonically)

29. Worst mistake?

I… Don’t think you guys wanna know that. It’s nothing bad its just depressing and I don’t wanna be more depressing then I already have been.

30. Watch the movie or read the book?

Depends on which is better, like I’d rather watch the Chronicles of Narnia than read the books because the books are honestly terrible but I’d rather read Percy Jackson than watch the movie because the movies are incredibly unfaithful to the books.

31. Ever had a heartbreak?

Yeah… 

32. Favorite show?

Kill La Kill!

33. Best day of your life?

My cheesiness never ceases but the first time I actually hung out with @theansweris-a IRL at the mall. I remember being SO excited for it but also nervous that how easily we talk to each other wouldn’t translate into real life and I remember spotting her walking up and practically shouting her name before running up and giving her a big ol’ hug whilst crying happy tears (I know i’m sappy shut up) and then when we were let loose to walk around we quickly discovered that we clicked almost immediately and incredibly well it was just the best thing ever. Like, in that one day alone we spent six hours in that mall just chatting and buying stuff and having fun and we left the mall with like three different inside jokes despite it being our first time meeting in person since we first met. Hi my name is Derpy and I’m a big ol’ sap.

34. Any talents?

I’m pretty good at writing, I can type really fast, and I can play the harmonica.

35. Do you wish you could ever start over?

Absolutely not. Things are the way they are for a reason, and even though I’ve been through a LOT it’s because of all that that I’m the person I am today and I wouldn’t trade that for the world.

36. Any bad habits?

Yeah, I’m a nail biter.

37. Ever had a near death experience?

Yes actually, when I was 3 or 4 we took a plane to California to visit some relatives and I almost walked out of the air hatch one the way out, I remember this vividly even though it was a long time ago. If it wasn’t for the flight attendant grabbing me before I fell out, I wouldn’t be here today.

38. Someone I can tell anything to?

@theansweris-a and @my-words-are-light, they’re both really good listeners and have helped me through a lot of stuff.

39. Ever lost a loved one?

My Great Grandpa Ritch died shortly after I was born, there’s a lot of pictures of him smiling and holding me while in a hospital bed and hooked up to oxygen.

40. Do you believe in love?

Oh absolutely, 100%. I mean if you know me you already know that I have just ABSURD amounts of love in my heart and I genuinely believe that it exists.

41. Someone you hate/Dislike?

Wasn’t this already a question?

42. Are you okay?

Mostly, yeah. I have some stuff to work on but I’m honestly at the best i’ve ever been!

43. Relationship status?

I’m a Single Pringle

NSFW Alphabet with:

Jocks |

Jisub belongs to @oofjae

A = Aftercare

While, it has never been Jisub’s thing he has done before, since dating Socks, he’s gotten more into it. Socks is normally dead tired after sex and he’s got to make sure they’re both cleaned up so depending on the type of sex they’ve had, sometimes it’s a long bath or other times it’s the cloth from beside the bed.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) 

Little bit of an odd spot, but Socks loves Jisub’s chest. It’s a place to put her hands when she rides him, where her nails can dig into when he’s on top and a pillow for any time of the day. Jisub likes her neck, it’s just soft and he can bury his head in it or suck little mark onto it. It helps show she’s his.

C = Cum

These two apparently don’t know what a condom is, Jisub will buy a pack of condoms and they’ll use like.. 2 maybe 3 before their expired. They aren’t messy about cum, no facials but Jisub’s not a guy who pulls out (have safe sex kids)

D = Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs)

Socks can lowkey dom Jisub and he loves it. Nothing too extreme but she’s had him blindfolded and cuffed before.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Jisub is experienced as hell whereas Socks is still learning. Jisub knows what to do and has Socks follow along.

F = Favorite position

Cowgirl. Jisub likes the view and Socks has much better grip and control in the position.

G = Goofy(Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Okay, they can get a little bit silly. Like the one time Jisub fell off the bed trying to get his pants off or when the bed broke or when Socks rolled them over and they fell off the bed again. These normally happen when they’re lazy and decide to have sex to pass the time. They also get a good laugh out of things.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they)

Socks waxes herself, Jisub probably doesn’t do much but he doesn’t have much hair to begin with.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Jisub isn’t the most romantic of guys but he can be when it’s needed. Socks is more of the type that makes things all pretty. There’s a few generous and caring moments during sex, lots of kissing and ‘I love you’

J = Jack Off (Masturbation)

This is Jisub’s area, Socks is touring? Fan cams. Socks is away for a day or two? Fan cams. The boy likes to hit it when he can while Socks isn’t home. Although, mutual masturbation is a thing they’ve done before but Jisub couldn’t take it and had to touch her.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

We all know they have a daddy kink, it doesn’t go outside the bedroom but it’s there.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

They’re a bedroom kind of couple. While there’s been the shower and the studio, the bedroom is just secure and they know Chiwon won’t bust in (99% of the time). It also gives Jisub the room he needs to teach her new things.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Socks innocence. Jisub just gets so turned on by it, he’s straight up all on her ass when she’s asking questions about sex stuff.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Pain or butt stuff. It stays away.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

While Jisub is an amazing giver, he loves receiving more. Socks is more than happy to give him a quick blow job, especially while they’re out somewhere and just decided to shake things up in a bathroom stall.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Depends who’s on top. If it’s Socks, she will ride him like there is no tomorrow while Jisub is a bit more of a hard and rough type.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

They aren’t Socks most favourite thing, she likes to draw things out and really explore but sometimes they don’t get a choice. Jisub is fine with them.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

As idols/being in the spotlight, it’s nothing overly risky. They won’t have sex anywhere that they could be caught or film a sex tape but they’ll experiment with things like toys, positions, roleplay..

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Socks has much more stamina (she would have to practice and practice and practice for hours on end when she was at SM after all). Jisub can go hard for a while but nothing compared to Socks stamina. Although, he doesn’t cum as fast as he used to.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Nothing too extreme. They have a vibrator (for Socks), a blindfold, some cuffs but nothing wild.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Jisub can be a teasing little shit but so can Socks. Jisub is more of an edging person, he’ll work Socks up until she’s crying for him to let her cum. Where as Socks.. she has a thing for ice..

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Poor Chiwon.. Socks can be loud as hell, she’s more vocal than Jisub. She’ll partly scream while Jisub is more of a whisperer and grunts.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Socks has a massive collection of lingerie and she’s modelled all of them for Jisub before.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Jisub is a skinny boy, he’s not got some god sized dick. He’s kinda long (about 5-6 inches) but thin. He gets more tone with his moves than his dick size.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

These two can be rabbits sometimes, it’s either really high that you can see the sexual tension or not too much. Depends on if they’ve been away from each other or not.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Socks is a sleeper, she’ll fall asleep right afterwards really. Jisub just cuddles hers and makes sure she’s all cleaned up.

Im in a soft mood yall so here are some soft lucien hcs

Lucien likes when people play with his hair, but he only lets people really close to him brush it (his mother used to brush it for him, and he wants to hold that memory close to heart, so he keeps that act special for special people)

Lucien hums absently. He's not particularly a good singer, but he likes music well enough so he hums while he does stuff

Lucien knows how to play the flute but he rarely does

Lucien's favorite colors are bronze and yellow

Lucien's clothes are always hand-washed (by himself when he can) and are always extremely soft

Lucien volunteers at elderly homes and has tea with them and gossips. He grew used to listening to things he wasnt interested in during his time as Emissary and still make people think he was engaged, so he always goes to see people whose decendants dont for whatever reason and listens to them even if their stories arent interestig

He also likes to play board game with them

Lucien spends a lot of time at physical therapy centers and he volunteers as a free massuse for those who are in pain but cant afford it

He uses his magic (fire to warm the pained joints, or to suck the heat from inflamed ones; sunlight to help the person feel slightly happier and glow) to help ease them and was trained as a massage therapist previously so he knows what hes doing

He also subsidises prosthetics and other creams and lotions for rash and other issues that come along with ahve prosthetics for those who can't afford. (He uses Rhys' allowance to pay for it, because as Feyre was very Clear on in ACoFaS, Rhys is Very Rich)

Lucien also goes to pet therapy for himself #givelucienapet

Also shameless self promotion go ready Dog Eat Dog World

Lucien has clothes in the style of every court but his favorite are Night Court and Dawn Court because of how soft their natural fabrics are and he really likes the flowy-ness of Dawn

I will die on the hill of pescatarian or vegetarian lucien birdiethebibliophile convinced me in bright eyed and bushy tailed fIGHT ME

Lucien is always warm and Feyre likes to curl up next to him when they hang out cuz she's always cold

Lucien paints his fingernails and toes after Mor convinces him to do it more often (jes used to do it and he hadnt painted his nails since but one day he was feeling particularly sad and did it bc he missed her and mor flipped she loved it so mucj)

Mor likes to paint his nails to match hers so sometimes they enter meetings with matching soft light pink nails and the person theyre meeting Knows Theyre Fucked

Mor, Lucien, and Amren also trade make up tips (lucien is a nude-palette kinda guy, mor likes to blow people out of the water with either minimalist designs or full on face, and amren likes sharp smoky and scary looks)

Lucien makes Nesta a cup of her favorite tea every morning when he makes his. Neither of them mention it.

Lucien's favorite time of day is dawn (he likes the softness of the colors)

Lucien also always sleeps way past dawn so the only time he ever sees it is when he stays up all night or vassa gets him up to watch it (shes a morning person, Jurian is decidedly not)

Lucien teaches Vassa how to contour and other fun make-up tipd he's learned over time

Lucien's handwriting is neat and caligraphic

Lucien has really long, thick eyelashes

Lucien gets freckles in the sun and his hair gets lighter

Lucien doesn't burn (but all of the Archerons do)

Lucien and Jurian always touch one another when theyre withing a foot of each other, either their fingers are intertwined or one has an arm aroubd the other's shoulders or one is using the other as a footrest or resting an arm on the other's shoulder or

Lucien has inside jokes with every single Court Royal in Prythian. They call think they're the only ones with inside jokes with him like that.

Lucien sleeps with Lots Of Pillows and Blankets

Lucien still has his baby blanket his mother sent it to him after he left autumn

Lucien has a lengthly skin care regimine which is preformed every night and graciously shared with others

Lucien spends one day a year alone where he pretends that Jesminda is still alive and he talks to her all day and 'spends the day with her'

Lucien loves cuddling.... hes much like a cat: easily touch-starved (but also slightly terrified of touch from certain people-ONLY NICE HCS DIANA STAY ON TRACK-), loves cuddling (favorite is cuddle-puddles though he rarely is in them), also saps warmth from those around him because he usually feels cold despite exuding warmth to everyone around him

Lucien likes to keep his hair down, personally, but usually has to pin it up so he found a bunch of half-up half-down hairstyles to satisfy both

Lucien sleeps with his hair in braids though

ESPECIALLY WHEN HE GOES STRAIGHT FROM SHOWER/BATH TO BED

Sorry just how it is, i dont make the rules

Lucien likes hot chocolate with marshmellows, milk, and sprinkles and anything subpar he wont drink

Lucien likes fruity cocktails but stomaches other ones though usually he just drinks mocktails so he can stay sober and alert while making others unaware he isnt getting wasted

Lucien likes cinnamon and cardmon

Lucien drinks warm eggnog basically every time hes in winter

Lucien's breath always smells like peppermint

Lucien spends time with horses when he has time, not necessarily riding them... just working with them, makes him feel happy (this is heavily inspired by one of my favorite fics in ao3 lately I'm Here to Kick A** by Rose_Eserede, {sorry if u have a tumblr that im not tagging u!! I dont know it!!})

Lucien loves babies. Straight up Adores them. hes a really good uncle to feysand's kids

Lucien always wanted kids but never really imagined he's have more than one--a girl. (Lucien knew what it was like to be a little boy and he never wanted to have that responsibility)

Lucien sleeps on his belly or side (if hes sharing the bed with someone, he clings to them in his sleep like a koala)

Lucien sneezes like a kitten fox

Lucien stretches and yawns like one too

Lucien reads to relax

Lucien likes the outdoors better than the indoors

ishqbaaz 14.08.18 lb

billu jhoot toh dhang ka bola karo. you’re so bad at this.

look at him fishing and trying to get the birthday secret out, the fucking idiot. 

KHANNA YOU’RE A DAMN RUINER. OF EVERYTHING. EVERYWHERE. IN EVERY UNIVERSE. HONESTLY. 

lmao his trying to hide his smile at shivaay’s idiocy tho. there is a limit of farmabardaari and khanna has reached it today. 

LMAO OH BILLU. IT’S ALMOST AS BIG AS THE MURTI. WHY ARE YOU LIKE THISSSSSSSSSS???? 

lololololol. khanna bhaiyya agar anika ke itne khaas dost nahi hote toh aaj unki toh chutti honi thi. 

look at his pride at the pandit essentially calling him a fucking freak.

“yeh aise bohut si cheezein karte hain jo koi aur nahi karta.”

HAHAHAHAHA. 

+10 for khanna’s snort. he really gives no fucks anymore. 

oufffff billu. why are you LIKE THIS? soooo fucking awkward. 

i notice that he’s back to the fun socks though!

“mauka bhi hai, mandir bhi hai, panditji bhi hain, bhagwanji bhi hain...”

is he PROPOSING or.... like... kehna kya chahta hai tu billu????

same, anika. #same. 

btw, how did anika’s terrible cold MIRACULOUSLY cure itself? like literally about an hour ago, she was sneezing up a fucking storm when khanna came to give her all the stuff. kapde badal diye toh zukhaam bhi chala gaya? 

god he’s really trying THE MOST with this fucking dosti thing, isn’t he??? 

it’s really painful to watch like, a 35 year old man have ZERO fucking game like this. GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF MAN. 

"nahi, red waala nahi! red lovers ke liye hota hai!” 

.... is there something special about the yellow roses or has he really deluded himself into thinking that he’s okay with being “sirf dost” with her forever???????

ugh look at him following her around like a fucking puppy. endearing dumbass. 

... i... i just give up. he’s beyond help. 

this poor girl. having to put up with this nonsense on her birthday. 

oh billu. if only you knew what she was thinking. 

“may i?” 

idk what kinda friends you two have in your lives, but i’ve never looked at my “sirf dost” like this, like i wanna french kiss them and adopt+raise puppies with them. but you do you, guys. 

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand the moment’s been ruined. shivaay chutiya hai hi, woh sab theek, but yeh nikhil toh awwal darje ka chomu hai. 

OK FUCKING HELL, FUCKING BEAT HIM UP SHIVAAY. FUCKING THOPDA HI REARRANGE KAR DE USKA. 

ouff oh anika, it’s a shiv mandir. shivji is totally into destruction and shit. let shivaay do his thang and open his third eye at this fucker. he deserves a good beatdown. 

lmao really shivaay? is that what you were attempting to do with nikhil? SAMJHAAOFY him? 

birthday’s been ruined with the rakhail talk. sigh. 

greaaaaaaaaaaaaaat, he’s going to prolong this some more with some more tamaasha. just great! 

gauri is overacting in a bid to get anika to that house. girl pls, every one knows birthday ke din aise pentre are always a bid to get to venue of party.

anika ka toh pata nahi, but this is all the birthday gift *I* want. *rubs my face on his*

LMAO THIS EXTRA AF MAN. HOW AND MORE IMPORTANTLY, WHY THE HELL DID HE GO GET A COMPLETE WARDROBE CHANGE IN LIKE 10 MINUTES???????????/ BIRTHDAY TUMHARA THODI HAI!!!!!!! 

gauri tum toh rehne hi do. no one believes you’re on any other team other than shivaay’s anymore. 

... so she’s completely over the rakhail conversation they had like 10 minutes ago???????? 

why can’t all of nakuul’s dialogue delivery be like this “zindagi mein khushiyaan...” line?  

LOL TELL THE TRUTH SHIVAAY, YOU’VE THREATENED/BRIBED THIS CHACHI INTO BEING NICE, HAVEN’T YOU?????? SPILL! 

lmao yup. that’s a “do as i say if you want to live” face if i’ve ever seen one. 

lololololololol. i love these two and their faces so much. 

every time they cut to shivaay’s deathface getting more and more formidable by the second, i wonder exactly what the fuck he threatened chachi with to get her to say all this. 

anika is such dumbass to fall for this shit. doesn’t she know her chachi at all???????????????????

LMAO HE GOT INSPIRED BY TRUMP AND SEEDHA DEPORTATION FROM THE COUNTRY ITSELF HE THREATENED. 

hahaha, after all that, the most sassy “CHACHIJI!” to top it all off. 

pft, ainvayi ka patronizing scene using sahil and his handicap to show us oh ho yeh kitnaaaaaaaa achcha aadmi hai. chal hatt! 

DANG GAURI TRIVEDI, LOOK ATCHA, PUTTING THE MOVES ON HIM RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIS SISTER. SOMEONE GIVE ME AS MUCH CONFIDENCE AS THIS GIRL! 

lmao prinku’s sweet as pie sassy smile throughout the whole exchange. 

eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, how stinking cute is omki shomki’s shyness though! awkwardly tugging on his shirt, husky unsure “bolo?” 

lol beta suchhhhhh utaavlapann to know. do you liiiiiiiiike her???? hmmmmm??????

LOLOLOLOL. it’s what we alllllllllll wanna know, gauri. IT’S EXACTLY WHAT WE ALL WANNA KNOW.

poor boy. kaise chop ho gayi iski.

OMFG SHE EVEN REACHED OUT AND TWEAKED HIS HAIR. I LOVE HER. 

lolololololol i fucking love how this prinku truly enjoys watching her poor brothers in misery and taking their case. 

om, if you like her and want something to happen why haven’t you made a move eh? number toh hai na tere paas? har kaam woh hi kare? tu kab kuch karega????? 

great, this day and its zillat is just never ending for anika. shivaay ne poore din ke nautanki ka theka le rakha hai. 

GOD SHIVAAY YOU’RE.... UGH. JFC, SO FUCKING EMBARRASSING. YOU’RE HONESTLY THE FUCKING WORST. 

i cannot watch this crappppppp. it’s cringe!max. 

“anika ko aap ke ya kisi aur ki character certificate ki zaroorat nahi.” 

then why are you doing this???????????

yeah you didn’t make anyyyyyyyyy of this better atttttttttttttttttttttt allllllllll, not even a little bit. all you did is associate your name even more inextricably with hers, without specifying any kinda legitimate relationship. neither did you fess up to lying on that day about all the things you said about her. even if they don’t say anything to her face anymore, they’re all going to be gossiping about you two and the nature of your relationship behind her back. allllll you did was strengthen the “rakhail of a powerful man” image for her even more. congrats billu. you played yourself.  

i am this random uncle, who’s like kya bakchodi hai bhai???? hai kaun yeh chutiya? 

OMFG SHIVAAY YOU DON’T HAVE THE SLIGHTEST IDEA HOW INDIAN SOCIETY WORKS!!!!!! JUST SHUT UP AND GO AWAY. LORD!!!!!!!! 

i cannot believe she’s falling for this garbage. honestly. tell me she’s quiet because there’s truly nothing that can be said or done at this point. other than fucking move out to a whole different state or country or something. 

yup. really nailing that repairing her reputation thing, with holding her hand and leading her off all authoritatively in front of all of them. 

... okaaaaaay? and where is this exactly? 

also, what “sirf dost” hang out in semi-dark places like this all by themselves and look at each other like THAT????? 

anika you’re honestly the biggest damn fool ever. are you really thanking him for that fucking tamaasha he did that solved absolutely nothing? i’m so fucking done with how fucking stupid you are in this redux. 

this lighting is really fucking amazing for her skin. she literally looks like the moon. 

ohohohoho “iss pyaar ko kya naam doon” moment. 

oh well, i guess i’m happy for you two and your momentary contentment in things the way they are. 

aw, cute!

suuuuuuuuuuuuure shivaay. that cake is soooooo not what you wanna devour right now. 

you too, missy. i see the way you’re looking at him. I SEE YOU. 👀👀👀

yeah don’t kid yourself baby girl. dat izzat goneeeeee. i mean, the kind you want, with societal approval and shit. best find yourself a new mohalla. 

... he was really just walking around with that SCROLL in his pocket all this time??? 

aaaaaaaaaaaand he ruined it (for her.) 

i toh think he’s doing absolutely the right thing. FOR ONCE in his godforsaken life. 

lmao OU mein bhi he had presented the divorce papers to her in a gift box. if only everyone in indian society had such a healthy, progressive view towards divorce such as shivaay did! 

anyway, what you two need is an annulment, not divorce. 

but... but.... i thought we’d eat this cake off each other later tonight. (still as “sirf dost” tho.)

anika be thinking BUT BITCH I’M A MASOCHIST WHO WANTS TO BE IN YOUR BANDHAN. IN BOTH THE MARRIAGE WAY AND THE 50 SHADES OF GREY WAY. Y U RUINING THIS?!?!?!?!? THAT TOO ON MY BIRTHDAY???????

ohohohohoho, and the angst begins! ab aayega mazaaaaa!!!!!! *rubs hands gleefully*

all the ones u haven't answered yet

Bless you Kate

flower crown: when did you last sing to yourself? 

Now

daisies: what is the greatest accomplishment of your life?

Helping people

black nail polish: do you have a bucket list? if so, what are the top three things?

Kinda. Go to a pride parade being my full self, tell my irl real friends everything, shadow at a really cool interior design place downtown

pantone: describe a person close to your life in detail.

Beautiful. Loving. Sweet. She is full of galaxies and warmth. She is the literal sun. She helps me through my worst nights and is a bright light in the darkness. She has the most amazing eyes, her hair is a beautiful brown, her voice is so kind and soft. She deserves only the best. She is Josh and Halsey level amazing. She is my ethereal dime piece. She is @stillstreetjoshua

moodboard: do you feel you had a happy childhood?

Yes?? I’m not sure at this point, I think I need to be farther away from it to answer that well

stars: when did you last cry in front of another person?

This past spring talking to Dylan about how bad I was feeling

plants: pick a person to stargaze with you and explain why you picked them.

@twentyonequasars She can tell me everything about them and we could just stare at them forever in amazement. It’s so calming and so is Charlie

converse: would you ever have a deep conversation with a stranger and open up to them?

No. I have a hard enough time opening up to my close friends, I always feel like a burden and when I open up, everything comes out

handwriting: if you were about to die, and you could only say one more sentence to one person, what would you say and to whom?

You are worth it. Honestly to anyone and everyone who could hear me

cactus: what is your opinion on brown eyes?

Absolutely beautiful

sunrise: pick a quote and describe what it means to you personally.

“You can start over each morning” I have it right above my bed and It reminds me everytime I’m having a breakdown and I can’t breath and I don’t think I’m gonna make it through the night, I can look up and remind myself that this pain will go away and tomorrow has the potential to be so much better and kinder

oil paints: what would you title the autobiography of your life so far?

Wtf is happening???

overalls: what would you do with one billion dollars?

Give it to friends and people who need it

combat boots: are you a very forgiving person? do you like being this way?

I usually am, I’m very empathetic but if you do something like cheat on someone or say something homophobic or anything like that, they’re out of my life and I have no bad feelings about it, But when someone hurts me, I have a tenancy to forgive them and I don’t always like that

winged eyeliner: write a hundred word letter to your twelve year old self.

You will go through a lot, you will want to die and you will try. But please, remember that you are worth it. High school is a mess but by staying alive you get to meet some amazing people. Yeah, love and heartache sucks but I promise you'll find an amazing person who is there and loves you. You aren't unlovable. Please understand that things happen for reasons we may never know but not everything is your fault, Be creative and don't give up on your dreams. They'll take time but they're worth. Also, you're definitely gay. You got this

pastel: would you describe yourself as more punk or pastel?

tbh I almost want to say pastel punk but probably more pastel

tattoos: how do you feel about tattoos and piercings? explain.

I love them. I want to get a few more ear piercings and plenty of tattoos 

piercings: do you wear a lot of makeup? why/why not?

Not a lot but I want to, I’m just not that great at it

bands: talk about a song/band/lyric that has affected your life in some way.

Twenty One Pilots saved my life several times but I think for this I’ve gotta go with Fall Out Boy cause Folie a Duex is almost always my mood but also their newer stuff gives me so much hope and a will to live

messy bun: the world is listening. pick one sentence you would tell them.

Be kind, keep creating, and have the courage to get rid bad stuff!

cry baby: list the concerts you have been to and talk about how they make you feel.

First concert: Fall Out Boy- tbh Awolnation was so much more pumped but it was so amazing and magical and it gave me so many amazing feelings that I can’t even name

Second concert: Twenty One Pilots- It made me soooo glad I stayed alive. Tyler’s voice was amazing and I cried so many times. I went with my friends Brylee and Kennedy and that made it so much better. I got to see Jon and Judah and The Lion whcih was heavenly. It was all so perfect. While we were all waiting for TOP to come on, some girls a few rows behind us started doing some hand puppets and then other people joined in, and also the entire stadium did the wave several times (like over 30 times)

grunge: who in the world would you most like to receive a letter from and what would you want it to say?

Honestly I would want it to be from @spookyjimrippedmas my mom. Her words are always so beautiful and calming. I would want it to say what she feels about me and how she’s doing and anything she wants to tell me

space: do you have a desk/workspace and how is it organised/not organised?

I don’t, I have my bed

white bed sheets: what is your night time routine?

Wash face, hopefully brush teeth

beaches: if you had to dye your hair how would you dye/style it and why?

I want to find the best color for my hair but right now I’m feeling like I want to do blue or pink after the play. I don’t really know why

lightning: what’s the worst thing you’ve ever done while drunk or high?

Nothing, I have been neither of those

thunder: what’s one thing you would never do for one million dollars?

Be kind to trump

storms: you on only listen to one song for the rest of your life, or only see one person for the rest of your life. which and why?

See one person, Laura, cause she can sing to me and I to her and that would all be awesome

love: have you ever fallen in love? describe what it feels like to realise you’re in love.

Yes. Four times. The first it was scary until I told Dylan and we talked about it, the second was nerve racking cause I was pretty sure he liked me too, the third was amazing cause I knew I was already comfortable with her and I knew she already liked me, And this fourth has been amazing. I feel like i’m experiencing it all over again every time I talk to her. it’s amazing

clouds: if you’re a boy, would you ever rock black nail polish? if you’re a girl, would you ever rock really really short hair?

I don’t feel like either rn but often I feel like a girl so let’s go with that. No, I tried that a bit ago and it doesn’t look good on me

coffee: what’s your starbucks order, and who would you trust to order for you, if anyone?

Mocha, probably Kate or my mom cause they’ve been with me when I’ve ordered

marble: what is the most important thing to you in your life right now?

Umm I think it’s my headphones. They connect me to so many things and I can use them as an escape

((I said I’d post info on my ocs eventually so here it is lol. Also here’s a link to all art I have posted of them.))

ღBasic Infoღ

Full Name~ Sommy Childs/Booker Meaning~ none

Nickname/Preferred Name~ Sommy

Age~ 24

Age They Look~ 17-19, they age way slower than they should

Birthday~ February 13th Zodiac Sign~ Aquarius

Gender~ nonbinary/agender Pronouns~ they/them Sexuality~ aro/ace

Ethnicity~ generic white

Voice~ nasally, annoying. Loud when they're trying to be Extra™, no particular accent

Known Languages~ English

Theme Song(s)~ Young and a Menace - Fall Out Boy, Monster - Imagine Dragons

Theme Color~ bright green

ღPhysical Appearanceღ

Species~ human Skin color~ pale, pallor, a little sickly

Birthmarks~ none

Hair color~ black and green Hair length~ right above their shoulders, slightly curly and choppy, it grows super fast so they’re constantly trimming it, sometimes they get lazy and it grows out pretty long

Hair Texture~ generally kinda greasy, the dyed part is fried

Hair Dye(s)~ green streak on their left side Eye Color(s)~ dark purple Height~ 5′2 Weight~ 120 lbs but it varies pretty drastically

Body Build~ they’re short but they’re pretty strong

Blood Type~ AB-

Freckles~ none Tattoo/Scar/Piercings~ scars below left eye, right cheek, and hands from being thrown out a window. Scar on neck from getting their head almost chopped off by a couple cult weirdos. It gives them a raspy voice and affects their breathing, they just start wheezing sometimes. Scars on palms from themself. Scar on right shoulder from getting shot and scar on left thigh from getting slashed that causes their arm and leg to get stiff if it gets cold or if they don’t move it for a while. Glasses/Contacts/General Eyesight~ no glasses, good eyesight

Dominant Hand~ right

Scent~ coppery or metallic, hair bleach

ღFashionღ

General Description~dark clothes with collars or scarves

◇Formal◇ Switches between dresses and suits. They prefer dresses that they can run in, normally with long sleeves and a collar to cover up scars. ♧Pajamas♧ T-shirt and boxers usually, their favorite sleep shirt is an old Fogbank one ♤Usual Clothes♤ Turtleneck with black jeans and their usual trench coat, also their terribly edgy boots

ღHealthღ

Smoker?~ heavy Drinker?~ yes Drugs?~ used to do party drugs, due to their healing factor though drugs affect Sommy less and less as the time goes on. Endigo still affects them, though they only take it occasionally since it heightens their abilities then wipes them out for like a whole day, also they get pretty sick afterward, like the world's worst hangover. Issues?~ boi u bet

Allergies~ none

Mental Disorders~ none diagnosed

Physical Disabilities~ none Medication?~ sleeping pills, they have to take like way more than the recommended dose

Addictions?~ smoking, drinking Diet~ whatever's cheapest and closest. Since they use a lot of energy healing, they have to eat a lot more than the usual person.

Sleeping Habits~ They really don’t sleep well ever, they have a lot of nightmares. They actually need more rest than the average person so the lack of sleep double affects them. Sommy lives off mostly coffee and energy drinks. They can really only sleep comfortably when they’re around other people they trust. Because of this they always fall asleep when people hang out with them. Most people think it’s pretty rude, Rinnah especially. Sommy never explains why they fall asleep like that either so that doesn’t help anything. Void and Azariah do their best to accommodate this and often just hang around Sommy so they can actually get enough sleep. Neither really mention that they go out of the way to do this because Sommy would probably get super defensive. Sommy secretly really appreciates it though.

ღLifestyleღ

Bus?~ sometimes Train?~ sometimes Car?~ if they can steal one Others?~ would Love to ride a motorcycle

Neighborhood~ Usually a sad motel or a shitty apartment Upper/Middle/Low~ middle? I guess?

Education Level~ didn’t finish high school

Occupation~ hitman, works for Adelaide, professional older sibling to a bunch of mutant kids

Past Occupations~ bodyguard, courier

Dream Job~ FBI agent

Income~ $30,000 minimum each job

Goals~ not be such a terrible person, make a difference in someone’s life, help all the kids their parents fucked over, kill Adelaide 

Living with~ their own self-destructive ass, later they sorta kinda move in with Void.

ღTraitsღ

Optimistic or Pessimist~ pessimist Dangerous or not~ dangerous Daredevil or Cautious~ daredevil Introvert or Extrovert~ extroverted introvert Unorganized or Organized~ unorganized Logical or Emotional~ wants everyone to think they're very logical but they actually get emotional quite a lot Workaholic or Relaxaholic~ neither Confident or Shy~ tries to present themself as confident but it's just false bravo Stressed or Relaxed~ can get overwhelmed easily especially if they’re tired, which is all the time. Normally they’re pretty good at compartmentalizing stress but not all the time.  

Timid or Assertive~ assertive but in the most asshole way possible

Loud or Silent~ loud Naughty or Nice~ naughty (not sure how I feel about this wording tho) Bookworm or Not~ not Philosophical or Realistic~ realistic Believer or See to Believe~ see to believe but boi have they seen some shit

ღPersonalityღ

Usual Mood~ Tired™, grumpy, existential despair Habits~ scratching their skin off because they like to watch it heal, falling asleep around others, nail biting (like their hair, their nails grow super fast as well)

Values~ really skewed sense of justice, everyone is bad in some way, they blame themself for their parents' mistakes and do their best to try and fix it at all times Social Skills~ bad, like really bad. They usually come across as arrogant or sarcastic though they can act pretty well if needed. So it's more like they can fake social skills if they care enough but normally they don't

Strength~ good fighter, loyal, very rel8able if you get to know them, would die for you if they could actually die Weaknesses~ bad, mean, addictive personality, won't take their problems seriously ever, blames themself for too much shit, would fight you over nothing Soft Spots~ people who actually care about them, fuzzy socks, cats (they like to feed the stray cats that hang out in the alleys where they stay) Angry when~ someone goes after their friends/family (cliché, I know), being mislead, gaslighted Relaxed when~ with friends, in quiet places, cats Nervous when~ in large crowds, asking people for things, talking about themself

Phobias~ crippling loneliness, the inevitability of life, people they care about hating them

Pet Peeves~ people misgendering them, people hitting on them, people touching them in general, loud drunk guys

Likes~ fighting, funny socks, sitting around with people they like, when they actually get real sleep, cats, they love cats

Dislikes~ nightmares, themself, most of the people they work with, Murder Mom

Natural Talents~ fighting, being weird

Skills~ being the unwilling older sibling to a bunch of random mutant kids

Secrets~ they’re kind of a depressing open book if you ask the right questions, they would tell you most things about themself, they just get really anxious and nervous when they do it

Biggest Secret~ the fact that they’re still alive and who their adopted parents are (they’re hiding from Booker)

Does Anyone Know?~ Void

Regrets~ their entire life

ღFavoritesღ

Color~ bright green, black, muted greyish colors

Season~ fall

Holiday~ Halloween

Food~ anything home cooked

Animal~ cats

Book Genre~ mystery/thriller

Movie Genre~ horror

Music~ emo bs, Fogbank but only on the dl

ღLeast Favoritesღ

Color~ any bright color that’s not green

Season~ Summer

Holiday~ Valentine’s day

Food~ gas station sushi, they keep buying it and it keeps making them wicked sick

Animal~ rats

Book Genre~ romance

Movie Genre~ romance

Music~ sappy love songs

ღPowerღ

Type of Power~

Hemokinetics: they can control their own blood and any they touch. Usually, they form stake-like weapons since they're the easiest to make though they can make sharp edged weapons as well. Anything complex takes more energy and focus. They can only lose so much before they pass out from blood loss though they can absorb other people’s blood. Sommy can also sense injuries and illness in others and track people. They can also warm and cool their body temperature which allows their emo ass to wear their trenchcoat in the middle of summer.

Healing Factor: they heal faster than a normal human, but not at Deadpool or Wolverine levels. A cut or scrape takes anywhere from a minute or two to an hour or two to heal, bigger wounds take maybe a couple days. Cracked bones take about a day and broken bones can take up to a week depending. The problem with their healing is they can heal wrong very easily, like shattered bones can cause bone fragments to get lodged in muscle or joints which cause a lot of pain and they’re really hard to get out, bones can heal crooked which means Sommy has to re break them. When they were younger, they healed by producing a lot of scar tissue which is why old injuries still affect them/get stiff and stuff. They assume they got some bad internal injuries when they were a kid because they just get stabbing pains or they cough up blood. They know they can’t die from this but it scares the fuck out of Void. Sommy also can’t really have surgery or anything unless they counteract their healing ability, which they can do but since they still have old internal injuries they get pretty fucked up from that. They’re immune to blood borne illnesses but they can still get colds, the flu, stuff like that, they just recover faster. If they get too injured and don’t have enough energy to heal, their body starts to eat away at itself, if it gets too bad they go into a coma like state.

Other: They’re immune to mental manipulation from other anomalies, often the result is the feeling like someone is scraping at their brain. It’s not unbearable just uncomfortable and annoying. This goes for all anomalies.

Flaws~ they have to keep account of how much blood they've lost or else they will Die™, their healing factor will fuck them up if they’re not careful Accuracy~ relatively accurate? Control~ they're really good at the crude stakes and blades but anything too complex is difficult even if they're not fighting, though they get better with practice, they’re working on a claw thing

ღWeaponღ

Choice of Weapon(s): •hunting knife •handgun •shotgun, if they wanna get fancy Favorite/Main Weapon~ handgun Control~ pretty good Accuracy~ they are a great shot Flaws~ they always frickin run out of ammo because they never bring enough, they usually have to use a gun or something if they don’t plan on killing the person because they’d rather not show them their freaky blood power

ღRelationsღ

Mother~

Carol Childs. Sommy's birth mother, she was not ready for a kid and didn't want one either. She mostly liked to watch Sommy react from her yelling at them. She wasn't pure evil but she didn't have many good qualities either. She was the enforcer and the business part of the family business.

Joyce Booker. A police lieutenant, Joyce turned to adopting kids after witnessing too many shipped off to foster care. She tried her best in raising Sommy and Ophelia, giving them all the help she could think of, though she could be too over enthusiastic and overbearing at times. Sommy regrets not telling her how much they appreciated her. She was the kind of mom that the kid thinks is a little embarrassing but everyone else thinks is really cool.

Father~

Lyle Childs. He was a master scientist, the creator of the drug that caused Sommy’s powers. Sommy would have loved to hate him but he didn't interact with them long enough for them to know anything about him. Though Sommy did look him up after they were adopted, reading up on all of the terrible stuff he did.

Craig Booker. He was a quiet man, always worried about saying something wrong. However, he did love his children and tried to express that as much as he could, even when Sommy had gotten into Another fight and he had to go pick them up early from school again. Sommy liked just sitting with him because they felt like they didn't have to talk or say that everything was great.

Sister~

Ophelia Booker. She was 3 years older than Sommy, however, they both got along like they had known each other forever. They could talk to each other about all the stuff that had happened to them. Ophelia supported Sommy any way she could and Sommy did their best to lend a hand in Ophelia's cyborg rights activism. Even after they ran away, Sommy still donated to her cause every year. People would try to convince Ophelia that they were dead but she wouldn't listen and continued to look for Sommy for years. She was eventually rightfully pissed off when she found out they were still alive and had been hiding from her for years.

Cousin~

Connie “Void” Greenglass. Sommy and Void didn't really talk outside family get together's before Sommy disappeared. To be fair, Void was 3 years younger than them. However, they reunited after Sommy found them 7 years later. In that time, Void was working as a reporter, mostly writing fluff pieces, waiting for a big story. Sommy brought them the story of a criminal empire that had its fingers in almost every facet of the city. After minor convincing, Void agreed to write the story as long as they managed to dig up enough evidence. In their “investigation” time they saw more shit than they ever wanted. One of the worst times was when Sommy got their side ripped open by the guy they were supposed to be following. Void is a bit of a doormat and doesn't really call Sommy out on a lot of the shit they probably should. They also promise Sommy not to tell Ophelia about what they've been doing, which really does not go over well when Ophelia eventually finds out.

Friends~

Rinnah Iyver. Sommy and Rinnah don't get along due to their clashing personalities and the fact that Sommy's super annoying. Also due to the fact that Rinnah knows they’re involved with Endigo. Since her father was killed due to her mother’s inability to pay back her debt owed to Loorka, and her mother was in debt because of her drug addiction, Rinnah tends to blame the substance and anyone related to it. However, they both kind of have to get along because Sommy is best friends with Rinnah’s brother and Rinnah is dating Sommy's sister.

Cypher Nox. Sommy has a weird feeling around him, like someone’s scratching the back of their brain every time he talks, also they can't shake the feeling that he looks really familiar. Despite this they both get along well enough, often bonding over traumatic childhoods which Cypher is really cryptic about.

Viper Anguis. Sommy deemed Viper the “coolest” of the group. They often join him and Cypher for a drink. They also like to spar with him because he's a skilled hand to hand fighter due to his experience in an underground fight club.

Lacy Rosecrans. Sommy met her after hearing reports of weird mass mood fluctuations. After investigating the area they found Lacy, an anomaly with empathic abilities that she couldn’t control. Since she was one of the first anomalies Sommy had found at that point, and the most understanding and, well, normal, they bonded pretty quick, Sommy being like an older sibling to her. They both talk often and Sommy will do whatever is within their power to help her when she occasionally loses control over her abilities.

Asher Iravit. One of Void’s closest friends, after he told them about his ability to turn invisible, Void introduced him to Sommy. Ash is a bit too goofy for Sommy but they get along well, especially with having Void as a sort of buffer. He’s often called to “babysit” Sommy by Void when they’re especially worrying them.

Margot Mentior. She’s a counterfeiter who provides Sommy with passports, fake IDs, and other documents. They both met when she tried to ask Sommy out at a bar, after declining, Sommy and her began talking. They found out both their jobs were outside the law and Sommy did their best to warn her about Adelaide. Margot appreciated the advice and offered Sommy a discount if they ever needed her services. They stayed in contact and she is one of the few people Sommy trusts almost absolutely.

Best Friend~

Azariah Iyver. Sommy saved his life after he was attacked by a couple assholes. He lost an eye but probably have lost more if Sommy hadn't stepped in and kicked their asses. After recovering, Azzy realized he had never thanked the person who had saved his life. Using his computer skills and connection to other hackers, he tracked Sommy down. They didn't remember saving him and he didn't bring it up. They talked for a long time online. They told him about Adelaide and he convinced them to do something about her. Azzy is probably the only one who believes Sommy has the capability to change for the better.

Enemies~

Adelaide Creed. Originally Sommy viewed her as a parental figure. She taught them the ins and outs of the criminal business and started to groom them to be the second in command of her empire. After a while though, Sommy realized that she really wasn't as nice as she had originally seemed. They realized she was a monster. Adelaide had made Sommy her project and spent her time gaslighting and manipulating them into what she wanted.

Other~

Needlehands. He's a back alley monster doctor who does as much experimentation on his patients as he does actually fixing them. After his creator died, Needlehands tried to continue his work. He met Sommy when they were bleeding out from, what looked like, a half decapitation. He was amazed how they were still alive and patched them up. After finding out about their abilities, he just wanted to study them further. Needlehands made a deal with Sommy, he'd fix them up and help them out and they would let him look into what actually happened to them in regards to their abilities. After a while, Needlehands began to get really protective over them so now Sommy has a monster dad. He also helps Sommy research Endigo, its effects and a way to counter it.

Lewis “Trace” Harvey. He's a mediocre hacker employed by Adelaide. Sommy started blackmailing him to get him to do things for them. He's a disrespectful, insensitive asshole but Sommy has to put up with him if they want anything techy. However, after they meet Azzy they planned on killing Trace to make sure he didn't spill any info on them. Lucky for him, Void stepped in to watch him which they later regret.

Hydrea “Drea” Vannie. She is obsessed with Sommy, constantly trying to be their girlfriend. Too bad for her, Sommy absolutely despises her. They would love to kill her but Drea’s dad is a high ranking politician and she's also employed by Adelaide. Sommy assumes she was hired just to annoy them as Adelaide has said she finds her “very amusing”.

Johnny Clayborn. He also works for Adelaide and is one of the few people that genuinely scare Sommy. After he first got hired, Sommy was tasked to follow and observe his methods. Turns out he’s a cannibal that eats most of the people he kills and dissolves the rest. His love of zombies and weird, quiet nature really doesn’t help the unbelievably creepy vibe he gives off at all times. Sommy tried to hide the fact that he scared the piss out of them, especially when he kept inviting them for dinner.

Crushes~

none

Past Relationships~ none

Current Relationship~

none

Relationship Status~

single, forever

ღLifeღ

Birth/Infancy~ Sommy's birth parents were about as criminal as you could get. Involved in drug cooking, they were both hailed as geniuses due to their creation of a new drug, named Endigo. Taken as an adult, the side effects could vary from sleep paralysis type hallucinations to seizures. However, children exposed before birth and who have suffered traumatic events can develop brain anomalies leading to strange abilities and for some reason, strange eye color.

Childhood~ Sommy was involved in their parents' drug manufacturing, doing small tasks like packaging and the like as soon as they were able. They saw more than their fair share of shit during that time though they don't remember much. When they were 9, their parents were caught and arrested. Sommy seemed to be headed for an orphanage when they were adopted by a couple, the Bookers. Mrs. Booker was the Sergeant involved in the arrest of Sommy's birth parents. Along with new parents, Sommy now had a sister as well, Ophelia Booker, she was 2 years older than them. The Bookers did their best to take care of Sommy and help them recover. Teenhood~ Sommy was a handful as a teenager. They were rebellious and often lashed out at those around them because they didn't know what else to do. Their parents tried to curb this behavior by signing them up for fighting classes, hoping that they wouldn't have to fight other kids then. In this time Sommy's powers were also developing, though they keep this mostly to themself in fear of being seen as a freak, especially by their new family. They didn't want their irrational fear of being abandoned because of being so terrible to come through. At the age of 16, both Sommy's parents were killed in a home invasion gone wrong. They were out with their sister at the time. They always suspected there was more to it than that though. A lot of evidence just didn't add up. Infuriated by everything getting swept under the rug, Sommy ran away hoping to find out the truth. AdultHood~ After killing the man who was directly responsible for their parents' death, Sommy realized that they couldn't go back home to Ophelia like this. They viewed themself as a horrible person and was at a loss of what to do with their life. They felt like they didn’t deserve their adopted family’s love so they started using the Childs name again. Spiraling down, they started taking jobs as bodyguards for low lives and then that escalated to doing hit jobs. During that time, they made friends with a monster of a back alley doctor nicknamed Needlehands who did just as much experimentation on people as he did actually patching them up. Obviously, Sommy raised him up to be their father figure. They also fell into business with a woman named Adelaide Creed. She ran an empire on the backs of criminals, getting her hands on anything she could use to further her power and wealth. As more of a personal project, she warped Sommy's sense of purpose and self-image and gaslighted them until they couldn't remember the person they used to be. She wanted Sommy to be her successor, especially after finding out about their abilities. Eventually managing to snap out of the bloody haze they had been in for seemingly years, Sommy realized how much of a monster Adelaide really was. They decided they needed to tear her down from the inside. It was around this time that Sommy started to notice vague reports about kids with strange abilities. Realizing there were more people like themself, Sommy started looking for answers, eventually realizing it was their parent’s drug that was causing the anomalies. They took it upon themself to help these kids and keep them out of the government’s, or anyone’s radar. By blackmailing a chemist with reports of him falsifying results causing children's deaths, Sommy managed to get a sort of reverse version of Endigo that nullified abilities for a short while. They still had all their parents research that they had stolen years ago. Sommy killed the chemist after he gave them instructions on how to make the stuff. They then set out to help as many kids as they could because if they weren’t gonna do it who was? They also saw it as fallout from their parents, which fell on them to clean up.

OldHood~ Sommy continues to deal with the anomalies even after they outlive everyone they had known. Due to their healing ability, they can’t really die and just focus on moving forward and doing what they can.

HEY DIGITAL PEEPS AT TUMBLR!!!!! IT'S UR FAV. DIGITAL PEEP: mkgtweety!!!! 4 MY MOMMY'S DAY POST THIS YEAR I THOUGHT I WOULD SHARE A PIC FROM BACK IN THE DAY OF ME AND MY MOM!!!! {i call her "mommy" so #dontjudge!!!! have been calling her that ever since i can 'member and i'm 35 years old!!!! she will alwayz be "mommy" 2 me!!!!} THE PIC THAT U C ABOVE WAZ TAKEN BACK IN THE DAY W/ MY MOMMY AT HER BABY BROTHER'S {my uncle!!!!} WEDDING RECEPTION!!!! {as u can c i waz skinny minne back in the day!!!! and i think i waz 18 1/2 years old in the pic if i'm rite!!!!} I BELIEVE THE PIC WAZ TAKEN IN: "01" I CAN'T 'MEMBER!!!! LET ME START TELLING U 'BOUT MY MOMMY: SHE'S THE OLDEST OF 6 KIDS IN HER FAM!!!! {there's 3 gurls and 3 boys!!!! i looooooove all my aunts and uncles and my cousins!!!!}, GRADUATED HIGH SCHOOL IN: "75"!!!!, THAT SAME YEAR SHE WENT 2 BEAUTY SCHOOL AND FINISHED EARLY!!!!, WORKED HER WHOLE LIFE EVEN STILL 2 THIS DAY AS A HAIRDRESSER AND NAIL TECH AND DOES PEDICURES!!!! {i like 2 think that my mom makes me look good!!!! as u can c from the pic above!!!! she did my hair 4 the wedding and she also put the highlights in my hair at the time so my hair waz looking bada$$ at the time!!!!}, IN MARCH OF: "79" SHE WENT 2 A CLUB 2 C A BAND AT THE TIME CALLED: "SHAKER" {the band played dance music/funk music stuff like that!!!!} AND ON BREAK SHE SAW A MAN WHO WAZ THE DRUMMER FIXING THE LIGHTS ON A BREAK AND SHE SAID SUMTHING SARCASTIC 2 HIM AND HE DIDN'T GET IT AT 1st BUT  THEN WHEN HE THOUGHT 'BOUT WHAT SHE SAID HE LAUGHED!!!! AFTER THAT THEY SAT AND TALKED OVER DRINKS DURING THE REST OF HIS BREAK B4 GOING BACK 2 DO ANOTHER SET OF MUSIC W/ THE  BAND AT THE CLUB!!!! SHE COULDN'T WAIT 2 GO BACK 2 THIS CLUB THE NEXT WEEK 2 C THE BAND AND THE DRUMMER IN THE BAND!!!! THE FOLLOWING WEEK WHEN SHE HAD MET HIM AGAIN THEY HAD THEIR 1st DATE: A MOVIE AND A PIZZA FROM THIS GREAT PIZZA JOINT NEAR WHERE I LIVE AT!!!! AFTER ONLY DATING A FEW MONTHS HE ASKS HER 2 MOVE IN W/ HER!!!! AND SHE SAID, "YES I WILL!!!!" AFTER DATING 4 ONLY 2 YEARS THEY WALK DOWN THE AISLE AND SAID, "I DO" 2 EACH OTHER AND AS I LIKE 2 SAY, "HE PUT A RING ON IT CUZ HE LIKED IT!!!!" THIS MAN BECAME HER HUSBAND IN: AUG. OF: "81"!!!! 2 YEARS LATER IN APR. OF: "83" THEY HAD A CUTE LITTLE GURL AND THAT LITTLE GURL IS ME  {mkgtweety} AND THE GUY IN THE STORY IS MY DAD!!!! MY MOM AND DAD HAVE KNOWN EACH OTHER 4 39 YEARS NOW AND HAVE BEEN MARRIED 4 36 1/2 YEARS NOW!!!! {they will have been married 37 years this aug!!!!}, IN: "87" {when i turned 4 years old!!!!!} MY MOM LEARNED THAT HER DAUGHTER {that's me, mkgtweety!!!!} HAS A LEARNING DISABILITY AND IS 2 YEARS LEARNING DISABLED!!!! IT MADE HER SAD THAT SUMTHING WAZ WRONG W/ HER CHILD BUT THEN SHE BUCKLED DOWN AND SAID IF MY CHILD IS LIKE THIS THEN I WILL STILL LOOOOOOOOVE HER NO MATTER WHAT!!!! SHE KEPT MY CHILDHOOD AS NORMAL AS POSSIBLE!!!! WHEN I WAZ IN THE 4th GRADE I DEMANDED 2 KNOW Y I ALWAYZ FELT "WEIRD" LIKE I ALWAYZ FELT "DIFFERENT" AND I DIDN'T KNOW Y!!!! SHE THEN SAT ME  DOWN AND TOLD ME EVERYTHING 'BOUT MY LEARNING DISABILITY!!!! IT FINALLY MADE SENSE AT THE TIME AS 2 Y I WAZ THE WAY I WAZ!!!! SHE WAZ MY: "MAMMA BEAR" WHEN IT CAME 2 MY EDUCATION 2 MAKE SURE I WAZ LEARNING RIGHT AND WHATNOT!!!!, WHEN HER CHILD NEEDED SURGERY DURING CHILDHOOD {i had tubes placed in my ears when i waz little [i've had them removed a few years later after the surgery!!!!], i had 2 eye surgeries cuz i had crossed eyes when i waz little so i had 1 eye surgery done then when my 1 eye need more work on it i had another eye surgery 4 it!!!!, then in: apr. of "94" i had "palate" surgery cuz when i talked i had2 much air coming in2 my nose so i had 2 have surgery 2 fix the hole in my "palate" then i outgrew the 1st surgery so in: sept. of:"99" i had another 1!!!! when i outgrew that 1 i had last surgery ever in: apr. "01" and this last time fixed my: "palate" problem!!!! ever since this last surgery i've never need ne more surgeries!!!!} MY MOM WAZ RITE THERE BY MY HOSPITAL BED HOLDING MY HAND RIGHT AFTER I HAD EACH MY SURGERIES!!!! SHE WOULD TAKE OFF WORK JUST 2 B BY MY SIDE!!!! {now my dad would go 2 work or take off of work and if he went 2 work he would come right 2 the hospital after work waz done!!!!} ALL I WANTED IN THE HOSPITAL WAZ MY MOMMY!!!! THERE'S NOTHING LIKE A HUG OR JUST HAVING UR MOMMY BY UR SIDE MAKING U FEEL NOT SO SCARED NEMORE!!!! {i'm not a fan of needles or hospitals!!!! i waz really, really, really scared!!!! u would b 2 if u were just a little kid who waz 7, 8, 9, 10, or 11 years old!!!!}, WHEN THE KIDS ON MY SCHOOL BUS OR IN SCHOOL PICKED ON ME MY MOM ALWAYZ SAID THAT, "THEY WERE KIDS WHO DIDN'T KNOW BETTER AND THEIR MOMMIES DIDN'T KNOW HOW 2 PARENT THEM RITE AS WELL!!!!" I'D JUST BRUSH IT OFF AS THAT!!!!, WHEN I TOLD THAT I WANTED 2 WORK W/ CHILDREN AND WANTED 2 B PRESCHOOL TEACHER SHE LET ME DO IT!!!! NEVER TOLD I COULDN'T DO IT!!!!, WHEN I WAZ WORKING ON MY GOLD AND SILVER AWARDS IN GURL SCOUTS SHE WAZ RITE THERE BY MY SIDE CHEERING ME ON AND HELPED ME BY MAKING SURE BOTH PROJECTS WERE PROFESSIONAL AND "BOMB A$$" 4 THE GURL SCOUT COUNCIL!!!! AND CUZ OF THAT I MET THE CRITERIA 4 GETTING THE AWARDS!!!! WHEN I WAZ AT THE PINNING CEREMONY AND MY MOM SAW ME GET MY PINS I SAW HER CRYING HAPPY TEARS CUZ HER DAUGHTER WHO HAS A LEARNING DISABILITY SAW THE HARD WORK  I PUT IN2 MY PROJECTS 4 MY AWARDS AND IT PAID OFF!!!! KINDA LIKE: "LOOK AT WHAT MY CHILD DID!!!! I'M SOOOOOO PROUD OF U!!!!" MY MOM NEVER MADE ME FEEL LIKE MY LEARNING DISABILITY WAZ SUMTHING 2 B ASHAMED OF!!!! SHE ALSO SAID THAT, "GOD MADE ME SPECIAL AND THAT SHE WOULDN'T TRADE ME 4 NOTHING!!!!", THEN ON MAR. 12, 2018 I GOT TESTED 4 AUTISM AND FOUND OUT THAT I'M A HIGH FUNCTIONING AUTISTIC!!!! SHE HAD WONDER 4 AWHILE IF I WAZ AUTISTIC AND NOW SHE KNOWS BUT STILL LOOOOOOOVES ME 4 WHO I AM!!!! MY MOMMY IS BEST MOMMY IN THE WORLD 2 ME!!!! AND NOW BACK 2 THE PIC AT ABOVE AS U CAN C MY MOMMY LOOOOOOVES 2 WEAR AND STILL DOES 2 THIS DAY SILVER JEWELRY!!!! HER FAV. KIND OF JEWELRY IS INDIAN KIND!!!! U KNOW ALL THE TURQUOISE STUFF AND WHAT NOT!!!! SHE HAS RINGS ON EVERY FINGER!!!! {still does!!!!} AND WEARS ALL THESE DIFFERENT SILVER BRACELETS ON HER WRISTS!!!! {still does!!!!} WEARS GLASSES AND LOOKS BOMB A$$ WEARING THEM!!!! {still does!!!! she can't wear contacts cuz of the hairspray and whatnot at the shop and she says they r just 2 messy 4 her 2 use and whatnot!!!!}, ALSO IN THE PIC U CAN C SHE HAS LONG ALMOST BLACK PERMED CURLY HAIR, WHICH, SHE LOOOOOOOOOVED HAVING 'TIL A FEW YEARS AGO WHEN HER HAIR WAZ BREAKING OFF AND WHATNOT FROM THE PERMS AND WANTED A CHANGE OF A NEW HAIRCUT SO SHE HAD HER HAIR CUT SHORTER AND LOOOOOOOOOVES IT EVEN MORE NOW!!!!, I KNOW SHE IS PLUS SIZED {SHE STILL IS!!!! AND IF U SAY SUMTHING NOT NICE OR MEAN 'BOUT HER I WILL SLAP U SILLY!!!! I MEAN IT!!!!} BUT THAT'S FROM A THYROID ISSUE SHE HAS AND IT MAKES IT HARD 4 HER 2 LOOSE WEIGHT!!!! SHE HURT HER KNEE A FEW YEARS AGO WHEN SHE SLIPPED AND FELL ON HER KNEE AND WHEN SHE WENT 2 THE DOCS THEY TOLD HER SHE HAS ARTHRITIS IN BOTH KNEES {now she's never had a knee problem b4 until she fell and hurt her knee!!!!} AND THAT SHE'S BONE ON BONE AND WILL HAVE A KNEE REPLACEMENT SUMTIME!!!! THROUGH ALL OF THE KNEE PAIN SHE IS HAVING AND EVEN THOUGH SHE IS PLUS SIZED I STILL LOOOOOOOOOOOVE HER 2 DEATH!!!! SHE SUMTIMES HATES THE WAY SHE LOOKS BUT I STILL LOOOOOOOOOVE 4 WHO IS AND WHATNOT!!!! I MAY FRUSTRATE HER AT TIMES OR ARGUE OR GET  MAD WHEN THINGS DON'T GO MY WAY STUFF LIKE THAT BUT SHE STILL LOOOOOOOOOVES ME AND I STILL LOOOOOOOOOVE HER!!!! AND SHE STILL LOOOOOOOOOVES MY DAD, HER HUSBAND JUST THE SAME AS SHE WHEN THEY 1st MET BACK IN: "79"!!!! THEY MAKE EACH OTHER LAUGH ALL THE TIME, HAVE QUALLS JUST LIKE NE OTHER MARRIAGE BUT THEY SAY THEIR: "I'M SORRIES" AND WHATNOT AND STILL THEY LOOOOOOOOOOVE EACH OTHER!!!! THEY R EACH OTHER BESTIE AND LOOOOOOOOOOVE ME JUST AS I AM!!!!! SO 2 WRAP THIS POST UP: "HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY MOMMY" UR THE BEST MOMMY IN THE WORLD 2 ME AND WILL B 4EVER!!!! GO MOMMY!!!! HAVE THE BEST MOMMY'S DAY EVER!!!!

CANDICE EDIT THIS UGLY SHIT WHEN U HAVE THE FUCKING TIME

this is an ugly unedited one it has been in my drafts for like 2 months already. so whatever i just posting it. ill edit it if i have the time. thins is is i actually edited half way and MY FUCKING COMPUTER FUCKING CRASHED SO I GAVE UP  and yeahhh ill just post this ugly unedited one and ill edit it again WITH PROPER ENGLISH WHEN I HAVE THE TIME. idk i just cqnt see stuff in my drafts i just havre to post it and yewah wtf.

this unedu=ited stuff is just me writing key poiunts about my day and not like urghhhhhhh i hate this commmmmm. normally i would describe more but i dont want it in my drafts anymore so ill edit it when im free OKAYYYY.

1/3 

Hahahahahah lmao this was the date when i got tgt with K 3 years ago.(omg i still rmb, but tbh its nth special i just rmb useless stuff pretty well)  Never wanted to date a guy again even i with crushes back in sec sch. but anyways, today i went to Sentosa w/ B and he seemed to really like the artificial fiels alot but it was like in the afternoon so it was still kinda hot and yeahhhh. Like it would be much nicer at night. There will be like alot of stars and fireworks too and it will be more windy and cooling idk but it will be nicer at night and i want to spend the night w/ B there again. Oh yeah anyways ystd B bought me the batgirl lego keychain and B told me that batgirl had sex with batman and im shoooked.

2/3 and like today we planned to go to his house anddd then go to parkway parade to some lego secret chambers shop. i went out early cuz my junior wanted to pass me her lego characs but she couldnt make it so i was alr at bishan so i just went to tpy and wait for bryan o wake and meet me so i called him at 11am but he woke up and shouted at me so i just like nvmmmm so i went to the library and went window shopping around tpy and i also went popular 1pm i didnt want to call him up but i was like ugh nvm and called him.. and yay he finaally woke up wna read tuesday with morrie, all the fifty shades of grey and in grey's pov n miss peregrine's home for peculiar children but we still went to parkway parade anyays and he asked me to watch letters from iwo jima so i watched it at night and bryan wanted to watch the breakup list on toggle but it kept playing ads and it just wouldnt play the video so b got alittle pissed 3/3 logan, training (our 8th movie)

4/3 finishing crocheting my first thinggg the bear thing shoud i give it to bryan would he want it so today b was vvvv kinda excited this video thing with ck and cez and im like vvv happy for him cuz he can do smthing he rlly likes with cool n funny ffriends. also he said that he didnt want us to go public at first cuz he was afraid that ppl might tease us he said he was afraid i might be ffrustrated but tbh i was hella frustaratred i dont see the point of hiding our rship but im glad werre like opene now and so at night i went to ikea and b messaged me but i was busyt walking and i didnt recieve his msg but i didnt like lock my phone so it was read. but like it was in my pockets and like my mom doesnt allow me to play my phine whenever im walking but yeah anyways b was angry hat i didnt reply him. we sorta quarreled awhile but we were kinda okay after that i guess. wtf sia today midnight i have to distribute stuff to the homeless ppl in bugis and i was wearing a short paanyts and my mom tied this weird looking scarf i swear i look like some carzy hobo youngster wtf.

5&6/3 sneaked out of house, slept over at his house and after that i went to tpy first while he showers, ate and went home early to pack for camp stuff wna stay over at his house again it was fun we tried to watch moanna but was kinda sleepy

7/3 day 1 of camp. slept with b outised tgt

8/3 day 2 of camp (-met javier and sihui -every camps i go i get very angry -shoulder, water balloon) larn cpr and aed the skit thing worst grp ever

9/3 day 3 of camp water activities we won

10/3 tkd training

11/3

-wtf nxt week go msia (wanted to go work) -quarreled with bteh. cuz i cant go out but he wants me to go out -yyour suffering defines you without it yore a void -japan and korea with bryan -my parents -i want more lego charac -money - i cant wait for tmr for ilighhtsss i want to take like alooot pictures tgt with bryannnn styled hair -nicole choo idk why im still so insecure like i know pretty clearly that im decent looking. decent looking enough to make friends, have a job and not get ostracised in society. and well if you arent good looking enough you'll be made fun off/ostracised in society and thats how humans work. and now everywhere you see are pretty girls and how can any girls feel not insecure. Okay, i have a flat and fat nose. i want to have a sharper and thinner nose like michelle. i have pretty small boobs and i want boobs like naomi. my shoulders are too wide from playing softball, i want a smaller width shoulders like grace. my tummy isnt flat i want a flat tummy. and thing is those are pretty famous girls in like sg and im not even talking abt kim kard or emma wats or like jennifer lawr. omg i dont even know where im going with this im just literally typing all my thoughts down. okay and the boys here???? they all follow those people and im pretty sure they compare them over the normal girls in sch. omg what am i even talking abt. i feel silly even typing this out. but okay if your beauty standards doesnt reach like the norm in society you srsly wouldnt have friends. unless youre realllll rich or your sense of humor is rlly rlly great.

12/3 didnt quarrel but we  were obv upset with each other it was a fun day tho when to see i lights took alot pictures ate llaollao no money

20/3 best s ever went home after it bteh gg aunts house today

his flight will be tmr 21/22 job interview got the job bryaan in flight abt cosplay how i dont have frinds

25/03 bryan found my private twitter accnt                                    bteh tole me abt a girl he liked when he was in korea idk if anyone realised but ive got a really really really bad habit. its weird really. but its a thing ive been doing since young and i never talked to anyone about it before. so actually, when im nervous, or stressed out, or just couldnt take my mind off smthing, i would like start peeling or plucking my nails. okay many people do this but, i ahve a weirder one andddd omg i think i will regret saying this. So actually, i pluck i my hair when im nervous, stressed out or just thinking abt smthing i cant ignore. so back in primary 4 i was doing this math practice paper and i couldnt do any those 6marks big problem sums and i was fking stressed out. and well my habit of plucking my own hair started really really young. and at P4 my mom saw me crying

26 toc competition firdst fight win second fight lose how i dont wna fight nationals cuz my weight cat all got national player lose my chance to win gold cant even get silver r came today

29/ power rangers

30 wanted to go coney island with rapheal and jill and bryan but it rained so we went to lan and gamed without jill bryan pushed me and i banged into someone in the end see museums some forest thing the ligths vvv pretyy

28/hotel

31/ hotel went to work after that talk about work made bryan that key chain clp diner and dance

1/4 learn bst bts for club crawl played boomberang didnt workkk aot is out!!!!!!

2/4 today i need to go mountbatten cc to practice my poomsae my poomsae lousy i dont think i can pass at first try anyways president of stf is milan quey idk if i spelt his name properly but yeah. before that ate yellow sub with B will nvr eat there again portion is small yet expensive and food isint so nice at all but since i get to eat with b im vvvv gladdd

3/4 today i went early to B's house. after that met up with madeline and shirlyn to watch boss baby and the movie was quite nice i thought i wouldnt like it and then we ate pepper lunch and omg osaka is a vvv small place like shirlyn went evrywhere i visited like a a year ago

4/4 AND I WOKE UP WITH BTEH lose his doibok and he couldnt find it my maid threathened to take a mail for my mom cuz she lazy walk and she wants me to do it but i was late

5/4 there was demo training we played table tennis for awhile and bteh is good at it, ok maybe its just that i suck at it but yea theres was fmo so we slacked at tg until demo tng started so at night he said hes tired but idk that he wanted to sleep soon and he was like stop it and i was like stop wat but he ttly just shut me off and then i got pissed cuz i would nvr do that to him

6/4 i had to meet herman but like after meeting him timetable i realised i forget to bring my wallet somethimes im torn in beteen like just not gg out with bteh cuz i have no money to eat or spend his money again he keeps saying its okay but its really not okay im just not comfortable like someone spending so much on me i owe money so he told me his specs broke ttly

One of the things dreams do for us is prepare us for worse case scenario. The dream that is closest to reality about a loved one leaving us prepares the mind for the pain that can be inflicted upon us. It creates a probability. That means it could happen, it means it’s a fear you have, and being such your mind protects your psyche in a way to allow you to feel the emotions of the event, even though the event never occurred.

13 reasons why felt like  th main charac like back in sec sch all i wanted was just to finish my olevels and go to poly so i can be a whole new person. someone who i wanted to be withouht anyone laughing at me

1au away from sol 1au measurement unit like light or smthing sol is latin from sun porbbaly it

Someone subjected me to it, so I'll return the favor. Do them all, yes?

*horrible but joyous raptor noise*

200: My crush’s name is: The pineapple one.199: I was born in: 1997198: I am really: Confused about things and such.197: My cellphone company is: AT&T and they kind of suck but not too much.196: My eye color is: Usually a bluish-gray, more gray in the winter and more greenish in the spring. Not vividly, still mostly gray.195: My shoe size is: 12.194: My ring size is: I think I have an Ace Ring in 13? So that, I guess.193: My height is: 6′0″-ish.192: I am allergic to: A hecking lot of types of medication.191: My 1st car was: A Hyundai that had it brakes rot out, the lower control arms snapped, and now it doesn’t have power steering. I just got my second car 2 months ago.190: My 1st job was: Alright.189: Last book you read: Legends of Localization: MOTHER 2. Super awesome.188: My bed is: A bed!187: My pet: Icha, a retired police dog. 186: My best friend: Dan. I have not talked to so many of my other friends in so long, I need to get better at that.185: My favorite shampoo is: I dunno, the stuff I use? I don’t study the bottle.184: Xbox or ps3: Wii U, to be completely honest. Hopefully the Switch is awesome.183: Piggy banks are: A typo based on a type of coin bank made of a certain type of clay.182: In my pockets: Actually nothing right now.181: On my calendar: I have class in Chicago tomorrow. :\180: Marriage is: Not something I plan to do.179: Spongebob can: Please get canned already? Fairly Oddparents, too. Actually, that one first.178: My mom: Is a mom.177: The last three songs I bought were? Two songs from the Diablo Swing Orchestra (probably the coolest hecking band ever) preceeded by Ballroom Blitz.176: Last YouTube video watched: A bunch of trash TF2 joke weapon demonstrations.175: How many cousins do you have? I dunno, like three or four immediate cousins?174: Do you have any siblings? An older and a younger brother.173: Are your parents divorced? No.172: Are you taller than your mom? Yes.171: Do you play an instrument? Nope.170: What did you do yesterday? My best.[ I Believe In ]169: Love at first sight: Nope.168: Luck: I got all the bad stuff.167: Fate: If y’had a chance t’chainge yer faet, wood yeh?166: Yourself: What a funny story, Mark!165: Aliens: I mean, somewhere out there. They’re probably, like, bacteria, but I mean whatever.164: Heaven: I like to imagine the afterlife is one giant void where you just wait to come back and you get to see all your past and future lives but forget everything immediately upon being resurrected as a new human.163: Hell: See immediately above.162: God: If you do, that’s cool. 161: Horoscopes: Read six of them. Chances are, more than one fits you well.160: Soul mates: Nope.159: Ghosts: Nope.158: Gay Marriage: I mean, do whatever. If its not immoral and illegal and everyone involved is okay with it, then cool.157: War: It never changes, but I kinda wish it would. Why is it this hard for people to support each other. 156: Orbs: They don’t exist because nobody has ever seen a perfect sphere in real life before.155: Magic: There are people who claim this is real?[ This or That ]154: Hugs or Kisses: I dunno?153: Drunk or High: Having a height advantage to your opponents makes it that much harder for them to seek adequate cover and that much easier to defeat them.152: Phone or Online: I hate the call quality in the US.151: Red heads or Black haired: You don’t see that many actual natural gingers out there.150: Blondes or Brunettes: I mean, I’m blond, so there’s some bias.149: Hot or cold: The cold. LA would kill me.148: Summer or winter: Specifically the first month of the winter. Past that its gray and sludgy and horrible.147: Autumn or Spring: Spring.146: Chocolate or vanilla: Chocolate.145: Night or Day: The nighttime makes everything feel forbidden. I shouldn’t be out this late, I shouldn’t be doing this this late, etc.144: Oranges or Apples: Oranges. Citrus is awesome.143: Curly or Straight hair: I dunno.142: McDonalds or Burger King: Burger King has the better chicken nuggets, but both aren’t that great. In this town, its Culvers, Portillo’s, or you eat the DIRT you find in the GROUND.141: White Chocolate or Milk Chocolate: Like a 60% dark chocolate. 70% tastes great at first but the aftertaste is horrible, afraid to go darker than that. Heard 100% is the worst.140: Mac or PC: PC, since I make games using software that runs on 139: Flip flops or high heals: Mages with a high heal yield are always welcome in the party.138: Ugly and rich OR sweet and poor: I’ve kind of had it with the rich at this point.137: Coke or Pepsi: Regular coke but Cherry Pepsi. Crystal Pepsi is also back but my life was ruined when I found out its just regular Pepsi with no coloring.136: Hillary or Obama: I would gladly take either of them right now. Barack seems like he’d be a dad friend.135: Burried or cremated: I want to be burned to ashes and thrown from the mountains.134: Singing or Dancing: I dunno.133: Coach or Chanel: Coach was a playable character in L4D2 and thus is infinitely more useful.132: Kat McPhee or Taylor Hicks: Who the frack are these people.131: Small town or Big city: I’ve kind of had it with the city.130: Wal-Mart or Target: Target. Or, for white people with minimal senses of humor, Targét (Tar-zhey).129: Ben Stiller or Adam Sandler: Stiller is meh but never reaches Sandler levels of awful.128: Manicure or Pedicure: [SOUNDS OF LITTLE INTEREST]127: East Coast or West Coast: The East Coast has HP Lovecraft’s home.126: Your Birthday or Christmas: Both seem to end in familial drama.125: Chocolate or Flowers: Chocolate is dang wonderful. Can’t take a handful, eat the tulips. Y’just cahn’t do theat.124: Disney or Six Flags: Six whole flags. Great America has the Viper and its the closest you will ever get to a life-changing moment. 123: Yankees or Red Sox: I am indifferent towards New York or Boston, doubly so concerning Baseball.[ Here’s What I Think About ]122: War: Like, really guys, talk out your differences and treat people with respect. Its not that hard.121: George Bush: He would have made a brilliant painter or a decent comedian, but for some reason he ended up as president. But now he’s paining portraits of veterans wounded in the wars he started, so there’s that.120: Gay Marriage: Of course.119: The presidential election: 2016 was a terrible year, can we just fast forward to an election where two decent, respectable human beings are being voted for on election day.118: Abortion: Every woman has their reason, and its not the right of men to get to decide what happens.117: MySpace: ‘sead.116: Reality TV: Ech.115: Parents: Its a toxic environment.114: Back stabbers: I get you want that double critical hit, but please don’t stab me. I just want to grab the papers. End TF2 joke.113: Ebay: I dunno?112: Facebook: I had a video of a chick being forced down a grinder suddenly load and go full screen the last time I used the app. Yeah no.111: Work: Cash money.110: My Neighbors: My next door neighbors are absolutely wonderful people. The people past there are pretty bleh.109: Gas Prices:  They’ve been higher, they’ve been lower.108: Designer Clothes: Heck.107: College: I have the presidential scholarship and have taken the maximum out on all possible loans and I cannot afford to live on-campus.106: Sports: Nah.105: My family: I am always feeling much better and more comfortable when spending time at a friend’s house than my own house.104: The future: Kinda losing hope, kinda just wish I had the skills to make great games quick and then just live in peace somewhere nice, kinda want to get struck with construction equipment, etc.[ Last time I ]103: Hugged someone: I couldn’t tell you, its been, I dunno, a decade or so?102: Last time you ate: 11:something today.101: Saw someone I haven’t seen in awhile: Spent some time at a friend’s place Friday. Haven’t gotten to speak with them in such a long time, felt nice.100: Cried in front of someone: I dunno?99: Went to a movie theater: The last film I saw in theaters was Godzilla and I lost interest when Walter White died.98: Took a vacation: Absolutely never! I was in Florida for a few weeks a few years ago (2013, I think?), but it barely counts because half of it was rainy days, Minecraft, and Nostalgia Critic.97: Swam in a pool: Couple years ago?96: Changed a diaper: If this answer becomes anything but never I will have seen too much.95: Got my nails done: Never.94: Went to a wedding: Never.93: Broke a bone: Pretty sure never?92: Got a peircing: Never.91: Broke the law: I once forgot to stop at a stop sign nobody else was at. Take me away, coppers, throw me in the slammer.90: Texted: I think Friday night?[ MISC ]89: Who makes you laugh the most: Dan.88: Something I will really miss when I leave home is: Not having anywhere to be. 87: The last movie I saw: I watched The Adventures of Tintin for like the 9th time. I wonder how that film stands up in black/white. I heard really good stuff about Mad Max: Fury Road in B/W.86: The thing that I’m looking forward to the most: Switch Switch Switch SwiTCH SWITCH SW85: The thing im not looking forward to: The hatred spiraling around the 45th President. Actual Nazis spoke of their goals and were praised on national TV. One of them got punched and is afraid he will become a meme. What the heck is going on. How much Nyquil did I accidentally drink. Is this a dying dream. Please let it be.84: People call me: Really needy and obnoxious. Or that might just be me.83: The most difficult thing to do is: Have one good day. Friday was the first one since probably October.82: I have gotten a speeding ticket: Nope, but I did get one because my brakes went out and I hit the bumper of the car in front of me. 81: My zodiac sign is: Gemini, but it really doesn’t make a difference.80: The first person i talked to today was: Dan.79: First time you had a crush: Quite a while ago. It was the orange one and it was alright. Pineapple is the better flavor though.78: The one person who i can’t hide things from: Dan.77: Last time someone said something you were thinking: I dunno.76: Right now I am talking to: A Tumblr text post.75: What are you going to do when you grow up: Design dem vidya gaems. 74: I have/will get a job: I have a job? Its my second one, been there 3 months.73: Tomorrow: I’LL72: Today: Is almost over.71: Next Summer: I’ll be out of school until September again?70: Next Weekend: Will be practically the end of the month? What am I supposed to put do--69: I have these pets: I have one (1) dog.68: The worst sound in the world: I have been woken at 2 in the morning by someone loudly blaring “Now look at this NET!” at me as a joke. 67: The person that makes me cry the most is: I dunno, Speilberg? Because he won’t make thAT TINTIN SEQUEL--66: People that make you happy: Dan and the other ragtag band of friends I have.65: Last time I cried: Like ~a week ago?64: My friends are: @eishkrooked​ @virtifrication-order​ @ahogehope​ and my non-Tungle friends Steve, Byron, Haley and Sam.63: My computer is: More expensive than my first car.62: My School: Costs far too much.61: My Car: Is alright.60: I lose all respect for people who: Justify killing or dehumanizing a lot of people quickly.59: The movie I cried at was: Wreck-It Ralph. Because I am a loser.58: Your hair color is: Blond.57: TV shows you watch: Actually between stuff because everything is over or on hiatus.56: Favorite web site: Steam, I guess?55: Your dream vacation: As many of my friends as possible and we all go to somewhere rad, I dunno where though.54: The worst pain I was ever in was: I once had a coughing fit at 1AM that caused me to spit up some blood and it hurt so bad I collapsed on the floor and cried myself back to sleep. But Death’s gonna have to bare-knuckle box me for my life, he tried to kill me with life-threatening pneumonia twice and that did bugger all. Come at me scrublord, I’m ripped.53: How do you like your steak cooked: Medium-well.52: My room is: Barely my room.51: My favorite celebrity is: JK Simmons.50: Where would you like to be: Somewhere nice.49: Do you want children: Not really, no. Maybe adopt some? I dunno.48: Ever been in love: Nope.47: Who’s your best friend: This is like the third time this question has appeared.46: More guy friends or girl friends: More good friends.45: One thing that makes you feel great is: Ever get to steal, like, all the stars in a Chance Time? That power changes you.44: One person that you wish you could see right now: I want to know how Haley is doing. She moved off to Minnesota after graduating high school and has not been online in like have a year. 43: Do you have a 5 year plan: I barely have a five-day plan.42: Have you made a list of things to do before you die: I could die at any minute, lists just leave “I could have___”s everywhere.41: Have you pre-named your children: Nope.40: Last person I got mad at: It took Arin 4 hours to make it to the end of Paper Mario: Thousand Year Door’s first major boss. FOUR HOURS.39: I would like to move to: A nice flat somewhere just outside Chicago.38: I wish I was a professional: Game dev because then, again, good things made quick.[ My Favorites ]37: Candy: York Peppermint Patties, also a fan of Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups.36: Vehicle: Can Tesla just do a cheap electric car already? 35: President: Obama is definitely top of the list. Amazing public speaker, total dad.34: State visited: Illinois.33: Cellphone provider: If only Metronet could do phones.32: Athlete: JK Simmons got ripped, I can include him.31: Actor: See above!30: Actress: Ashly Burch (Ms. Pauling in TF2). 29: Singer: Lynda Carter became a freaking phenominal jazz singer between the 70s and Fallout 4. Probably the best part about that game.28: Band: Diablo Swing Orchestra, hands down.27: Clothing store: The cheapest one I can get good-quality stuff at.26: Grocery store: Jewel? I dunno, don’t hassle me.25: TV show: Gravity Falls deserves all the awards.24: Movie: This might come as a surprise, but the Adventu23: Website: Steam? I dunno.22: Animal: Samoyeds and Malamutes. Japanese Akitas come in third.21: Theme park: Six Flags is pretty rad. 20: Holiday: According to the store I work at, Italian Market is a holiday and now its my favorite holiday.19: Sport to watch: Not a sportwatcher.18: Sport to play: Used to spar. That was rad.17: Magazine: Rest in peace, Nintendo Power.16: Book: Journal 3 is such a fabulous blend of so many good things.15: Day of the week: Monday, actually. I don’t need to commute, my brothers are out of the house, I can record or work on personal projects, etc.14: Beach: Not a fan of beaches.13: Concert attended: Have not attended any live whatsits.12: Thing to cook: Pasta. And then I have it all. Because its pasta.11: Food: Read above.10: Restaurant: It depends. Subway is cheap, Corner Bakery Cafe is right inside Union Station and their Mac and Chee is awesome, but if money is no object, then I’d go for Olive Garden because “endless pasta” are two words that get slung around in there.9: Radio station: I hate the FM radio.8: Yankee candle scent: Fresh-cut lawn.7: Perfume: Nah.6: Flower: I don’t have an answer.5: Color: One of those deep, vivid blues. Something like Tumblr’s but with some more saturation.4: Talk show host: Nah.3: Comedian: SungWon Cho or Barry Kramer.2: Dog breed: 22 has all the answers you need.1: Did you answer all these truthfully?  I could be a jerk and say I answered one of these incorrectly, but nah, they’re legit. Or are they? They are. Or are they?

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