#now ive cleaned up all the cat doodles..
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the love cats are complete!
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#cats#artists on tumblr#illustration#heartcore#hearts#my art#these took longer for me to touch up than I had anticipated aaa#now ive cleaned up all the cat doodles..#kiki and jello#now i need to listen to the song#and also close my computer and not look at it ive been on it almost all day
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hi kokichi! id appreciate a kin match up! i’m adding this after i’ve written the whole thing, and it turned out a lot longer than i’d plan. if this is too much for you let me know and i’ll shorten it as needed! thanks for running this blog, and i hope your day - evening - night is going wonderfully.
i have a light and cheerful personality. i’m also shy, so i mainly speak when spoken to. ive had the same group of friends for as long as i can remember. i can’t say we’ve gotten so close we know everything about each other anything like that, but when i’m with them it’s just a comfortable place i can relax. my position in the group would be the ‘baby’ of the group. i don’t really like being called a baby, but i can’t think of a better term for that haha. but, everyone in the group is very nice to me. i get a lot of physical affection from everyone there, and they’ll buy me pretty much anything. of course, i’ll attempt to return the favor when i can. but not having much money myself, i’ll usually make them something. i’m messy with most things, so it doesn’t turn out as good as i’d like it most the time but they still seem to appreciate it.
outside of that group, i consider myself pretty friendly. i invite girls i think would have fun with us to join our group outings, as well as people i think just need a friend. it isn’t uncommon for me to get denied though, and i’ll continue trying unless they told me to stop asking all together. besides that, i get overwhelmed in social situations easily if im not the one leading them. i can also be really emotional, i don’t handle yelling well and failure of doing anything is really overwhelming for me. i find crying in front of other embarrassing, but it’s not uncommon for me to do that.
i have pretty negative sides to me though. i can occasionally be kind of manipulative and spoiled. i love getting gifts, it makes me feel like someone really cares about me. i keep every gift i get and i kind of hoard them. but, if there’s something i’ve had my eye on for a while that’s where i can be manipulative. most people would do anything for me if i act nice to them or smile at them, sometimes people feel bad after seeing me cry. as a result they’ll usually buy me a gift out of pity, appreciation, even sometimes just to get me away from them. of course, i appreciate these gifts all the same but every time i look at them i feel guilty. this is usually when i’ll take what money i have and buy them something i know they will enjoy. while the usual reaction is feeling guilty i will admit i’ve kept some pretty expensive gifts while not doing anything in return.
as first impressions, people mostly see me as child like and emotional. the emotional part is pretty true. i cry easily, especially when i fail something or can’t meet my own expectations. the hardest things for me to deal with are goodbyes. even if it’s just someone moving a town over i get really close and attached to them the second i hear they’ll be leaving soon. every time someones left, it’s been pretty abrupt. i’ve been told it’s probably because they don’t want me to be sad, or they don’t wanna see me cry. but it just hurts more. sure i’ll cry, but at least i’ll get too legitimately say good bye. even if i barely know someone, everyone is pretty fine with being affectionate with me. some people treat me more like some cat than an actual person, which can make me uncomfortable sometimes. the most extreme case is being pulled onto the lap of someone i just met, in a diner no less. it was embarrassing, and i’m sure it looked ridiculous. while i’m very short myself, sitting on top someone whose only a few inches taller than me probably looks awkward. i put a fair amount of effort into my appearance, usually going for a ‘cute’ loook above anything else. this usually includes big hoodies with thigh highs or a cardigan and a skirt. people have told me i have delicate features, but i’m still confused if they meant it as a insult or compliment. for now my goal is to improve myself, i understand that i won’t always make the best choices and that i’m not that good of a person sometimes. so i’ll work hard to be a better friend to those i know and welcome people who may be lonely.
as for my interests, i enjoy technology. that’s vague, but what i mean is everything i do usually happens on the internet. i have my phone on me at all times, and sometimes i’ll digitally doodle and stuff like that. id like to make an app one day, maybe an app that’ll help people like me. i’m kind of a scatter brain so an app to help people stay organized would be great. i know there are many like that out there but i would like to make a unique one. i also like building PCS, they’re expensive though. i’ll make/help someone make them if they bought all the parts for it. basically, anything to do with tech i’ll love. i also play in band, percussion to be specific. i also collect things such as old knickknacks, but that’s mainly because it’s a family tradition. i also learned how to clean fragile things like that. i’m unsure on whether or not this will help you, i’m an INFP when it comes to MTBI personality types.
wehh, this ended up so long im sorry about that.
I kin assign you with...
Kokichi Ouma
Firstly I thought of Kokichi Ouma, Kokichi is usually presents himself as cheerful and happy infront of the others. He probably has the same friend group for a while basically like DICE. His appearance was made to look more like an innocent like child or in your case "baby" If he's with the right people he could probably get a lot of affection, which is something he overall just craves as well. He probably could also buy you something if you ask him, most likely not just doing it out of the blue. He tries to make friends sometimes and ends up getting denied easily though, Shuichi being an example towards the very end of the game. Though of course he didn't really stop trying until after the 4th trial I believe. He could probably get caught off guard if he isn't the one starting a conversation which could overwhelm him, but he won't show you that. He usually ends up crying when yelled at even if it's crocodile tears, he could also just over exaggerate it so you don't know if it's real or fake. He definitely has a manipulative side, using his innocent looking looks to his advantage to try and get what he wants, which he usually can end up succeeding. He can definitely be seen as child-like as well. If someone he knows is leaving he'll probably do his best to spend time with them before they do leave.
Chihiro Fujisaki
Secondly I thought of Chihiro, Chihiro is definitely a sweet and cheerful person. Though they can be pretty anxious at times. They'd probably tend to stick to people they know just so they'd have some sense of comfort. Theu definitely would be called baby by their friends and they'd probably buy them a few things. Chihiro obviously doing their best to give what they can back to them. Even if it was something after they cried. They'd probably also give Chihiro a lot of affection to make sure they know their loved. They're pretty friendly and if they build up enough courage they'll probably talk or invite someone to hang out with them. Chihiro can get overwhelmed easily and especially in social situations. They're pretty emotional too and can't really handle being yelled at and probably get upset over their failures. Chihiro doesn't exactly like crying infront of others though it's not uncommon for them. Chihiro can definitely be seen as child-like and emotional and probably can't handle goodbyes very well. Chihiro loves anything to do with technology! Whether it be coding or just straight up making something all together if they're able too.
Ibuki Mioda
Lastly I thought of Ibuki Mioda, Ibuki is definitely more of a cheerful or happy person she'll like to stick to people she knows, but will definitely branch out and try to be friends with anyone she thinks need it. She'll also be pretty persistent about it untill she's told to straight up just stop. She probably recieves a lot of affection and gives a lot in return. Whenever someone gives her something she'll do her best to return the gesture with a small gift or something she makes up on the spot. Though some of her attempts can come out pretty messy. She definitely can be seen as child-like as well due to small outbursts she may get. Ibuki will hate staying goodbye to people and will get clingy or really affectionate and probably be upset for a while once they actually leave. She probably also takes a good amount of time into her appearance due to multiple piercings and her hair. She also loves music and will do pretty much anything she can that will revolve around it. She's also probably a hoarder of things.
I hope you're satisfied with your results!
You don't have to worry about it being long, I've had multiple about this length or longer so it wasn't a problem! I hope you have a good rest of your day, evening, or night as well!
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Damirae week day 1: Amnesia| You got me (crazy)
He was devastated.
It was only 1 month before his wedding with Raven but things doesn't go as they plan, his fíancee where having her ultimate showdown battle with her father, he almost lost her. Lost in time and space.
She's trapped in forgotten dimension, and thank god he has done some research to get her back with the help of other superheroes including John Constantine but....
Something went wrong. When he retrieve her back, the time and space travel were having difficulties due to the interference of her brothers who are still alive.
Raven, who is now inherit her father's crown and title as Queen of the Under Realm used almost all of her power to prevent the assault but whiplash happens when the power hit the barrier of time tunnel and almost hit Damian. Raven quickly shield him by wrapping her arm around her fíance and whisper to him that she loves him.
The shock from that whiplash made them stumbled and landed at the timeline just after Damian departure to fetch Raven from the ruin of Azarath.
The rest of the heroes who just watch him departure now puzzling as he comeback like it was a short distance walk journey. As Damian regain his senses, he quickly ask for medical team to take care of Raven who are now limping in his arm as she was heavily injured by the blow of her own power.
"I know Raven could heal herself in a miracle way but this damage on her head causing concussion, perhaps it may lead to memory loss. Let us hope that it wasn't a big blow. " said Cyborg as he analyze the Mistress of Magic at the sick bay.
Damian Wayne who is now disgruntled with a twist felt in his stomach by the memory of seeing Raven being hit by the whiplash played over and over inside his head although they already in their safe haven. When Cyborg said hoping it wasn't a big blow, he mentally frown. It is a BIG one.
Its been three days she's in coma, he patiently waited by her side though, sometimes Bruce and his other Bat fam come and asked Damian to come home to get some rest and filling his stomach with some food. As he watch his fíanceè who is now unconcious on a clean white bed with bottle of IV punctured in her arms and the beeping sound of pulse monitor counting her pulse rate as well as her blood pressure, the sight itself has killed his appetite somehow, there is a long sofa nearby, so he decided to rest his tired shamrock eyes with a power nap.
Damian drifted to sleep eventually, Dick silently put a wooly nightwing-ish design blanket on his brother for comfort, thus, he and Kory took their turn to keep their eyes on Raven.
********
Damian's dream were unpleasant which he end up awake with heavy sweats and panting and he thought, perhaps, it was the effect from the time and space travel. As he looked at Raven's bed, her face seems peacefully sleep despite all the beeping sound, machine were made.
Slowly he approach the bed and and sit on the chair has been recently placed there, perhaps either by Dick or Kory. He rest his arm and his head at the edge of the bed while his finger tracing her palm and slowly wrap around her finger, then kiss her knuckle.
He sighed as he stared at her that shown tranquility and peace. Seems like the sleepiness hasn't deserted him yet leading to few noded then he slowly land his head in the palm of unconcious Raven.
In a sudden, something awoken him. A twitch. He open his eyes as he seen her hands. Yes, more responds!
He grab it with both of his hands discreetly and placed on his cheek as he observed her eyelashes begun to fluttered. His heart almost jumped as he seen her eyes opened. With all the hope and excitement, he take his breath and about to say something until...
"Who are you? And why are you hold my hand? "
*******
It's been months.
Raven now hang out at the justice hall after she's awaken is a good sign but the only thing that bothers him, she... Doesn't remember about their relationship and their engagement.
She knew him, the 'Damian Wayne' for his infamous brat attitude but what she didn't know that, both of them were suppose to be married two months ago and damn, he's a mess.
Sometimes she caught him staring at her while shes reading at the library, sometimes when she walk in the garden.
Did they strike a conversation? Well, he tried but something kept holding him back like his father emergency meeting in Gotham, Jon's calling from space mission. An ordinary person might throw their tantrum about it but Damian Wayne accept that now its not their time to have a deeper conversation. Yet.
******
She felt peaceful as she taking a stroll at the garden. The flowers, trees, grass, all of them seems like in heavenly. She remember something new today. A showdown. Something like that. She's fighting with something big.
It does ignite her magic and alter her appearance into the damn Queen of Darkness. She still wonder, how did she end up on earth if she's already seal the dimension for good? She sighed and took a few step ahead and there, she saw him. A guy with complex aura surrounding him. Some of them are dark, some are sad, and the rest are bittersweet.
She's been wondering why she always bumped into him. Is he stalking her? Could it be, since he's the son of Batman. Maybe it's in their blood, she mentally chuckled.
"Hey, you! "
He look at her then slightly sneered. "I have a name."
"Uh, Sorry, Mr. Damian Wayne. "
"It doesn't have to be THAT formal. "
Raven accidentally let out her snort. Quickly, she cover her mouth. She'd be damned if he heard... What? Is that a smile?
Before she's about to say, his face change to his usual sour expression within nano second. "State your business then. " his stern voiced heard after a long silence.
"Oh uh... " she caught off guard.
"Well, nothing. Just wondering..." then her eyes caught up with a book he was holding that has pencil scribbled, more like doodling. "What are you doing?" she casually walk to him, invading his personal space.
She could feel the intensity of his eyes as he gaze at her then shifted to the tree view. "Some research. " he blurted out automatically.
"Oh? " She was curious though. Everytime when she meet him, it feels like her body drawn to him like almost wanted to embrace every single of his being. She quickly discarded the thought. 'Damn twilight,' she cursed under her breath for reading cheesy supernatural novel.
"You seems tense?" Damian close the book and tidy up his tools.
"I don't know. I kind of trying to put up some missing puzzle of my memory. " Raven rubbed her chin as she stared blankly at Damian's shirt. Unintentionally.
Damian, uncomfortable of being stared, cleared his throat that made Raven jumped abit from her short daydream.
"You need help?" Damian, volunteer himself.
"You want to help me? " Raven in disbelief as the Son of Batman offered himself. This is rare.
"I could help to sketch out by the description, who knows, it might help you remember something," said the dark hair man as he casually dust off his pant and shirt.
"Well... Let's go! " Raven, unconciously take his hand. She realise with sudden unusual movement as her eyes went wide just a second and slowly let go of him. "I'm sorry. I... Don't know what is happening. But it seems we kinda really close before I've lost my memory," she tried to laugh. Trying to make it less awkward.
When she saw his face, She saw something in his eyes; a melancholic, sad, and heavy gaze, of wanting to be acceptance.
"Perhaps. "
He turn his back on her, "Follow me."
Raven, bit her lips to keep her from being nervous, followed him as they making their way to Damian's specialize facility. A laboratory.
When both of them enter the building, everything seems familiar to her. All the passage, the door, the interior design; It feels like home. Damian put his sketch tool on work bench nearby the super computer and pulled out the chair and offer Raven to sit.
"I'm just gonna go fresh up abit, then we'll start the session. "
"Got it."
"And... " Damian paused as he tried to remember something.
"Don't touch anything on that table. " he point out an area where it filled with microscope and some are advance machinery. Is that a laser?
"I am not a child, Damian Wayne. " Raven pouted.
"Then act like an adult. " Damian huffed and disappear into his room.
"Jerk." as the young lady fold her hand and sit on the chair quietly.
*****
Its been 20 minutes, she looks at the clock then at the room where Damian disappear. She's rocking her chair back and forth while her eyes roaming everywhere.
Suddenly, she saw the sketch book on the table where Damian left earlier. The dark color seems intriguing for her to open its content. To reveal the mystery.
'I hate being curious cat but.... Why not take a little peek? ' her heart begging her to see. Raven take a deep breath then slowly she lean on the table to take a closer look on Damian's sketch book.
Slowly she open those black leather cover, and she almost fell off from her chair! The first drawing who greet her is her own potrait. Realistic and detail drawing of her face.
Her heart is pounding fast. 'What did I do to this guy? ' then she open up the next page. There were several person she could recognise like Dick, Kory, Mari, some old man, his other brothers and Bruce.
When she flip for more she saw her again, this time she was hanging out with a creature, a fluffy beast with batwing and ring on his nose.
As she flip, she saw her, sketches of her in simple line, sometimes in complex mesh and shade. Different expression, even with dialogue. 'Did i ever said some of these line? ' as she read it because some of them are cheesy and romantic.
After almost all pages, her shaky hands close the book. 'Who is this guy to me? ' Raven feeling confused and nervous and her eyes looked at his door. This time, she need to see inside for some answers.
She trust her instinct as she walked to his door. She gently knock but... No answer.
Her hand slowly twisted the door knob and open the door.
She actually went into Damian Wayne's room. This is crazy, and her body made its own decision as if she's done it thousands time. She'll definitely in big trouble.
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She's in his room. HIS ROOM!! Carefully she walking around, she saw a potrait of her hanging on the wall opposite to his bed. It was really her, in precise color. She felt her heart jump a little. "I don't think we're bestfriend. This is much more.... " her whisper trailed off as she mesmerized with his work.
"Are kidding me? What are you doing in my room?!"
Raven wince when she heard it.
"Look, I'm sorry. I know i'm kinda bit annoying but your work did took my breaaaaaAAAAA!!!! "she quickly close her eyes.
Oh, dear. Damian is in towel stood in front of her as he just come out from his shower. Ah, no wonder he took a long time.
"What part you don't understand about..."
"Well, I didn't touch anything on that table. " Raven defend herself as she keep her eyes closed.
She could heard him sighed. "I did say 'act like an adult.'"
"Well, Damian Wayne. Try to elaborate what act like adult means!" Raven then turn around from looking at him.
"Like talk to me like a person. Not like a GODDAMN idiot who didn't look at me."
"I am not an idiot! " as she's annoyed as she facing him.
"Good. "
However, she tried not to focus on him, his wet hair, those intense green eyes and his uncovered torso. Damn...
Damian crossed his arm. Amnesia or not, she has violated his personal space, not that Damian would care but still!
"I have so many question to ask. " Raven almost whispers. "About the picture, the sketch, this familiar building. I... " she rub her arm as she try to sort out her mixture feeling. Embarassed, confused, happy, excited. What's with all of this whenever she's with him?
Damian arched his brow as he listen attentively. Tt, Of course she has seen his sketches.
"I feel... Happy whenever i see you. I feel like i want to hug you, some sort... Ugh this is sound insane." she closed her face with her palm. Damian definitely gonna call her pervert especially in this situation.
Damian slightly amused, it was like listening to her first confession 8 years ago. Slowly he sit on his chair nearby.
"Why don't you take a seat? " Damian point out the chair in front of him.
"Uh... " Raven still feel nervous about it. Damian, in his towel. Sitting on that chair with arm and leg crossed.
"I won't bite."
She sneered then sighed as she landed on the leathered chair. "This chair is making me nervous. As i was saying..." she put her hands on her chest.
"I don't think you and I were bestfriend, Mr. Wayne. I think its likely more than that. "
Did she Friendzone me? Damian's mind irritated by her statement. How dare she -
"I was so wrong about this, this miscomunication. Maybe I've interpreted it wrong. Maybe I didn't trust my intuition enough. I..I should have trust it but I'm afraid seeing you in sour expression and your cold atittude, i'm afraid that i might only have one-side feeling. "
Yep. Definitely like the first confession, he mentally noted.
"Have you ever heard about don't judge a book by its cover? " Damian leaned on his desk as he close up to her. Seeing her red wine eyes sparkles against the light in his room. Her soft lavender color hair. Her red ruby lip which he missed so much.
"Yeah, i know. But still, who am I to you?" as she dared to look into his shamrock green eyes. Hoping to find the answers.
"I'm afraid I can't answer that, Miss Roth." Damian still exhibit his seriousness. Raven hold up her emotion because something inside her like about to burst open and hell, she felt like she wants to give that jerk a thousand kiss on his face.
"But..."
"Uh?" Raven jumped a bit as Damian held his hand to her.
"You're an empath, right? I want you to feel it." She could feel heavy emotion behind his gaze. Slowly she reached out her hand towards him.
Damian, grab her hand and begun to exhaled.
Raven were drowning.
Drowning with his emotion. Those heavy burden, sadness, bitter and anger hit her like waterfall! After the intense wave, she suddenly felt butterfly in her stomach. This is so warm. This center feeling.
It feels like she wraping herself in a blanket on the cold night, comforting and safe.
When she open her eyes she saw his vulnerable expression. She never seen him in that face before. A longing.
Then, she realise the scar that marked horizontally on his stomach. She touched it, unintentionally. "Home..."
"Home? " Damian almost lose out his emotion in his voice.
"Home is when you go there... " Raven remember the line.
"They have to take you in." Damian continue the quote from his favourite poet.
"This scars... I remember Hell, the titans, YOU. " as she squeeze out her memory.
"I was suppose to stay there, to watch my father but why I'm... " Raven bit her lips. "Why? Why i'm here, Damian? I had to seal the dimension so that they could not harm the other dimension. " her tears start to blooming.
"That is not your home. You deserve more than that hellish place, Raven. " Damian took his courage as he caressed her cheek, wiped out the tears.
"You doesn't seem content with the place. That is not your home. " both of his hand now on both of her cheek while he gaze into her eyes.
"Sometimes Home has a heartbeat, two arms and a soul. " he smiled. "It doesn't have to be a place. " he added.
"I... I.. " Raven getting choked up.
Tears start to rolled on her cheeks and without any hesitate, Damian give her a kiss. Long and still.
She felt everything connected, her memories, his emotion. Eureka!
Things in his room starts to float like its in zero gravity due to the intense emotion she felt. The bliss that makes her wants to reach for the stars.
Both of them withdrawn each other and placing their forehead together, savouring it. "I remember. " she whispers and yet she still cried.
Damian chuckled as he tug her hair behind her ears. He looked at her beneath his long lashes which made her heart fluttered.
"I am home with you. " she repeat her words during their depature from ruin of Azarath before their time travel goes wrong.
"All you need is a kiss to remember? " she can hear his giggle in his words. "A true love kiss. " as he peck her cheek.
"Since when Damian Wayne being cheesy romantic? " she teased him.
"Just come here. " as his arm wide open waiting for her. "I miss you. "
Raven scoffed then gloomped at the young man. "I'm home," she whisper as she bury her face at his collar, inhaled his freshly after shower scent, imprinting in her memory.
"Welcome back. " Damian wrap his arm on her body, it feels perfect. How he miss her so much! He give a kiss and landed his cheek on her hair.
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Thank you @satans-helper so much! Holy shit girl you have *how* many Followers? You seriously rock you sound awesome!
Rules answer 17 questions then tag 17 people you wanna know better
Nickname: well my family calls me doodles and Lulu is my self implemented nickname
Zodiac Sign: I don't actually remember
Height: 5'6 ish, but I have heeled boots that put me up to 5'8
Hogwarts House: Gryffindor
Last Thing Googled: "Effects of Prostitution" (for a project)
Favorite Musicians: Guns n Roses forever!, Greta Van Fleet, Metallica, Led Zeppelin, Audioslave, Rage Agaisnt The Machine, Vitamin String Quartet, Creedence Clearwater Revival, Skid Row, Brandi Carlile, Cake, Primus....
Song Stuck in My Head: Well Ive got 'Out To Get Me' by GNR on repeat right now
Following: about 200
Followers: 21 I think
Amount of Sleep I Get: like 6-7 hours, but I need more I like my sleep
Lucky Numbers: none really
Dream Job: Professional musician! Or writer! Or artist! Or all three! I basically just wanna listen to/play music all day and create cool stuff
Wearing: Ride the Lightning t shirt, jeans I hate but the only ones that were clean, my leather motorcycle jacket, sneakers
Favorite Songs:
'Patience' Guns n Roses
'Heartbreak Hotel' GNR
'Estranged' GNR
'Locomotive' GNR
Basically all guns n roses
'Love Song' Tesla
'Always There' Greta Van Fleet
'Head Over Feet' Alanis Morissette
'Sugar Daddy' Headwig and the Angry Inch (Neil Patrick Harris)
'Trampled Under Foot' Led Zeppelin
'Hit the Lights' Metallica
'Looking Out My Backdoor' Creedence Clearwater Revival
Instruments: I'm a classicly trained violinist, violist, trying fiddle style, learning bass guitar, and love to sing
Random Facts:
I'm kinda a little bit in love with my best friend and it's both wonderful and awful
I'm a crow!
I can hyper-extend my fingers back to a 110º angle
I shaved my head last year
I have 3 cute kitties
Aesthetics: Paint splattered hands, rock n roll cassettes, antique poetry books, incense smoke, a fat sleepy cat, old wooden chairs, Northwestern forset at sunset, hand embroidered Victorian corset
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Puppy Love
Author: liv-andletdie
Rating: Teen and up
Pairing: TP Zelink Modern AU
Notes: Link is a vet at Ordon Veterinary surgery. Zelda is an Aristocrat with a dog who is sick… surprisingly often. Though nothing seems to be wrong with the poor thing.
Available on Ao3
Chapter 6: The Heart to Heart
It had been six days, eighteen hours, thirty seven minutes, twenty six seconds and counting since Zelda had left Ordon. Not that Link was keeping track or anything.
In those six days Link had thrown himself into his work. He’d visited the ranch several times to check on the newborn kids, fought with a particularly fractious cat in order to insert an IV catheter, reluctantly listened to a man’s own heartbeat when he informed him that his dog had a similar heart murmur, consoled a woman who was upset that her duck couldn’t swim (despite the fact that it was a cucco and perfectly healthy), and solved the mystery of one feline friend’s disappearing waste (turns out it was relieving itself in the garage). To say he was exhausted would be an understatement. His only comfort was that, at the end of the day, he could collapse in his bed and sleep until dawn.
So it was surprising that he had given that up in favour of peeling potatoes in Rusl’s kitchen.
To be fair, it wasn’t as if he could just leave. It was a longstanding tradition. Every other week he, Rusl, and Ilia would meet up and have a nice home cooked meal together. This time it was the turn of the elder man to host, and for some reason he had requested that Link be charge of potatoes. It was his job to peel and slice the root vegetables incredibly thin, Ilia had been given the easier job of working with the cucco, and Rusl had the hardest job of all, keeping his rambunctious toddler out of the kitchen while his eleven year old son focused on homework.
Link couldn’t say that he envied him. He envied Ilia. The cucco was far more complicated to prepare than the “dauphinoise potatoes” Uli had requested. All he had to do was cut and peel potatoes, tasks which required very little concentration, giving his mind ample time to fixate on a certain brunette and her stunning blue eyes.
It had been six days, eighteen hours, forty five minutes, twelve seconds and counting since she’d left Ordon, and Link could still hear her parting words, sharp in their formality, cutting through him like a knife.
Goodbye, Doctor Wolfe
“Uhh, Link?”
Ilia’s soft voice pulled him from his reverie. He turned quickly to face her, blue eyes catching on emerald green. Mischief seemed to burrow in the corner of her lips as she held back a giggle. “I think that potato is fully peeled, don’t you?”
Fighting back the slight confusion at her words, he looked down to the vegetable in his hands. There was a large sloping dent in the side where he’d been relentlessly going over it with the peeler, Potato shavings were all over the cutting board in front of him, and starch coated his fingers and palms. Dropping the peeler on the countertop and the potato in a pile with the others, he turned back to face Ilia.
“Here,” she sighed, handing him a clean kitchen towel from the drawer. He nodded sheepishly in thanks, wiping his hands on the rough towelling before returning to his work. He could hear Ilia moving around behind him, her gentle footsteps echoing like thunder in the silent room. She seemed… frustrated about something, but he couldn’t put his finger on what. He was about to ask her what her issue was when she landed against the countertop beside him.
“You’re going real slow,” She sighed, an overdramatic tone curling over her breath. He fought back his own smile at her act.
“Don’t you got a cucco you need to prepare or something?”
“Cucco’s all done. I’m just waiting on you and your potatoes.”
“Well,” Link gestured lamely to the cutlery drawer behind him. “Get a knife and start cutting ‘em up if I’m so slow.”
Ilia pushed herself away from the counter, the sound of forks and spoons clattering against each other filling the air in her absence. Link knew she was trying to make as much noise as she could. He was always the more quiet of the two, prefering to let Ilia do most of the talking, but even he knew that he’d been a little quieter than normal recently. Ilia appeared beside him once more. She gave him a slight nudge with her elbow, wordlessly asking him to move along a little before beginning her new task.
The two continued to work silently, the quiet hanging heavy in the air. Beside him he could sense Ilia getting more and more wound up, tension seeping into her shoulders, her back going ramrod straight. Glancing at her out of the corner of his eye, he could see her chew on her lip before dropping her knife.
“Are you gonna tell me what’s bothering you or do I have to play a guessing game to find out?” She blurted, cheeks immediately going red in a blush. Link felt himself stop in his own task, the peeler falling from his hand to clatter against the counter.
“What?” he breathed. “Ilia... I’m not… There’s nothing-” She cut him off with a raised hand, her shoulders dropping. She looked as exhausted as he felt.
“You’ve been acting off all week,” She started. “You’ve been quiet, more so than usual. You’ve been throwing yourself into your work, sleeping as soon as you get home.” She seemed to get smaller, her body folding in on itself as she lost the strength to stand. “It ain’t healthy Link. I’m just… I’d understand if you don’t want me prying into your business, but… I’m worried about you. What is it? What’s going on?”
“Ilia it’s… I’m fine”
He wasn’t fine. He was the furthest from fine that he’d ever been, and that was saying something. He was distinctly “Not Fine”. If you were to look up the definition of the word “Fine” in the dictionary you would find, written below in small print, “The very opposite of Doctor Link Wolfe”. It had been a week and he was still wallowing in his sorrows! Sorrows that he wasn’t even sure he deserved to wallow in. So what! He wanted to cry, You didn’t get to take Zelda out for coffee boo hoo. It’s not like she would have wanted to go out with you anyway.
“I’m not fine.”
“I gathered.” Ilia rested a hand against his shoulder, her thumb brushing against his collar bone. She looked ready to launch into a motivational speech, to start telling him that everything was going to be alright, that happiness was just around the corner, and whatever other saccharine phrases she could think of. But instead she simply squeezed his shoulder and fixed him with a sympathetic yet knowing look. “Zelda?”
“That’s so crazy, how did you guess?” He snarked hearing Ilia laugh beside him.
“Well, short of you doodling her name in your notebook, you’ve been sighing like a school kid with a crush for weeks.” She wrapped her arm around his shoulders, pulling him against her side. “Everyone was waiting on you to ask her out. What happened with that?”
“I didn’t ask her out,” He muttered, eyes fixing on the potatoes in front of him. They still needed slicing.
“You didn’t? what?” Ilia gasped, the sound far too loud for his sensitive ears. “Why not?”
“Because, Ilia,” He pulled away from her, craning his head back to try and protect what was left of his hearing. “I never got the chance to! And now I probably never will.”
Ilia put her hands on her hips, fixing him with a confused look. A manicured eyebrow raised slightly as she tilted her head to the side. “I thought you had plenty of chances,” She said, words slow as if she was trying to figure out a difficult puzzle. “You were at her house often enough.”
“That’s different,” he defended, roughly picking up the vegetable he’d abandoned. “I couldn’t ask her out when I was at work. What if she’d said no? Then the whole thing would have been awkward, not to mention creepy.”
“How would it have been creepy?” Ilia asked, trying to focus on her own potatoes.
“It just would have been! Like… imagine you had a dog and you loved it with all your heart. Then you thought the dog got sick and you called the vet and they just flirted with you and asked you out! It’d be weird,” Link roughly peeled the potato in his hand, slamming it down on the chopping board when he was done.
Ilia was silent for a moment, the only sound was the gentle slicing of potatoes. Link was convinced that she’d dropped it, that she was done questioning him about his failed attempts at romance with Zelda Freaking Harkinian, and that she was happy to just focus on the, frankly ridiculous, Dauphinoise potatoes. And then she spoke, her voice soft and full of an innocent and genuine curiosity.
“What about the park?”
Link fought back a cringe. The park. Oh man, the park. He’d not expected to run into Zelda when he’d gone for a walk. But then Naru found him and he couldn’t just ignore her! What kind of vet would he be if he didn’t return the husky back to her owner? And then Zelda had let him stay and she’d talked to him and he’d had a really, really great time. He’d been so close to asking her out and then…
“What about the park?” He tried not to sound angry as he reached for a knife to help Ilia with her potato slicing.
“Well, that would have been a great time to ask her out,” She explained, her eyes not straying from the food in her hand. “You weren’t technically on duty so it wouldn’t have been…creepy.”
Link brought the knife down on the potato with a little more force than was necessary. The park would have been the perfect place to ask her out, or at least get her number. There was no threat of imminent danger, no awkward work talk, just two adults and a husky in the sunshine. Two, single, adults. Two adults who weren’t in romantic relationships and- why didn’t he just ask her out?!
“I was going to,” he defended, hitting the knife against the chopping board. “Then someone called me about a Goat and I had to leave.”
Ilia at least had the grace to look sheepish. “It’s not my fault! How was I supposed to know you were busy wooing Miss Harkinian?” she reached for a new potato, stifling the giggle that threatened to rise as Link’s ears turned scarlet. “You still had enough time to ask for her number before you left.”
Enough time, Link decided, was a matter of situation. It was relative. If you had ten minutes you had “enough time” to make instant ramen, but you didn’t have “enough time” to eat it. And that’s not even taking into account the amount of time needed to boil the water or get the cutlery out. Even if the packet says “ten minutes” it takes a lot longer than that to accomplish the task to a high standard. Do you have time to make and eat half cooked noodles in ten minutes? Yes, but why would you?
He would admit that, theoretically, he had had “enough time” to ask Zelda for her phone number before he left. It would have been easy to say, “Hey let me get them digits real quick,” before running off, but would it have been successful? No one wants to eat half cooked ramen, and no one wants to get rejected when asking for someone’s number (especially if that person is Zelda Harkinian!) He may have had “enough time” to ask but would he have had “enough time” to get a positive answer?
His head hurt.
Scooping up the potato slices into a bowl, he pointedly refused to look at Ilia. She was waiting for his response, for him to either agree or disagree with her. Link wondered if he had “enough time” to get her to drop the conversation before Rusl came back.
“I didn’t ask for her number,” he muttered, taking his chopping board over to the sink to rinse it. “She asked for mine.”
It probably wasn’t the best thing to say to get Ilia to drop the conversation, but he wasn’t going to deny that it was worth it to hear her excited cry of “NO WAY! REALLY?!” ring out through the kitchen.
“Don’t get too excited,” he warned grabbing the kitchen towel to dry his hands off. “She only wanted my work number. Y’'know, for emergencies”
Ilia seemed to deflate at his words, shoulders sagging as she let out a mournful sigh. He wasn’t so sure what she had to be upset about, he was the one who almost made a fool of himself in front of the girl he liked (the girl he liked, goodness how childish could he sound?)
“I guess that makes sense,” Ilia muttered to herself as she lined a gratin dish with the potato slices. Link took a step back to let her work, she was better at organising things neatly than he’d ever be, and while the dish would probably taste the same no matter what he still didn’t want to serve Uli and Rusl ugly looking food. “She’s a busy lady, makes sense she’d want to just be able to call up when somethings wrong and…” She froze, potato in hand. Link could see her eyes flicker as she tried to work something out, her eyebrows drawing together in confusion. “That ain’t right.”
“What ain’t right?” he asked, leaning against the counter near the sink. Ilia seemed to be still working it out, potatoes and seasoning left abandoned in front of her.
“Well,” she started. “You said she asked for your work number right?”
“Right”
“Okay,” Ilia turned, leaning against the counter to face him. She crossed her arms over her chest, her mouth set in a determined frown. “Did she know that you don’t have a personalised work number? That you just use the surgery’s number?”
Link shrugged. How was he supposed to know what Zelda knew and what she didn’t know? It wasn’t like he’d interrogated her at the park for information or anything. ”I guess” was the best answer he could come up with. “I mean… if she’s called the surgery before, then she’s seen the website and knows I just use the number on there… why are you looking at me like that?”
Ilia’s grin had returned. A marvelous, wonderful, grin that Link was normally in love with… when it wasn’t directed at him. She looked like she was about to burst into laughter or a childish “I told you so” song at the first chance she got. It scared him.
“Say that last part again,” She prompted pulling her bottom lip between her teeth.
“If she’s called the surgery before then she’s… oh,” realization hit him like a pile of bricks, knocking him down and pinning him to the kitchen floor. Zelda’s called the surgery before, she has the number. She wasn’t asking for my work number was she? “Oh shit.”
Link heard a loud gasp almost drowned out by the sound of an eleven year old giggling. Turning sharply he saw Rusl enter the room, a disapproving look on his face as he carried his son over his shoulder. Colin, for his part, was laughing so loud that his cheeks had gone pink.
“Language,” he chided, dropping Colin to the floor “we got little ones in the house, Link”
“I’m sorry,” Link muttered, a hand coming up to rub the back of his neck. Ilia stifled her own laughter behind her palm, ignoring the annoyed look Link shot her way as she went back to work on layering the potatoes in the dish. “I didn’t see you there.”
“It’s alright,” Rusl sighed, moving to put the cucco in the oven. “Just watch out next time.” He clapped Link on the shoulder, giving him a quick squeeze as he moved around him to the cutlery drawer. “How are those potatoes coming?”
“Great, thanks to me,” Ilia smirked, walking over to the fridge to get the cream. Link stuck his tongue out at her as she went past.
“I had it,” He pouted. “I’d have been done by now if it wasn’t for you”
“You’d still be peeling the same potato if it wasn’t for me,” She said as she slammed the door to fridge shut. Rusl gave her a warning look as he handed the cutlery to Colin. “He was too busy pining over his crush,” she explained unable to hold back the shit eating grin that curled over her lips.
“Link’s got a crush?!” Colin exclaimed, pausing in his task of laying the table. His pale blue eyes lit up with mischief and Link felt his blood run cold at the sight. Middle Schoolers, he thought watching Colin’s grin grow with every passing second. They can smell weakness.
“I don’t have a crush!” He lied, feeling like a petulant child as he crossed his arms in a huff. Beside him Rusl let out a bellowing laugh, a hand coming around to hit him squarely between the shoulderblades.
“Who is she, son?” He asked through his chuckles.
“No one!” Link cried “There isn’t anyone...I don’t… I’m not-”
“It’s Miss Harkinian!” Ilia piped up, a musical giggle leaving her lips. Link endured another rough shoulder pat from Rusl. Colin looked confused as he continued setting the table. “She asked for his number,” Ilia continued practically bouncing on her heels. “Tell him what happened, Link”
Link’s blood turned to ice at her words, freezing solid in his veins. Rusl was looking at him expectantly, the once comforting hand on his back now pushing him head first into an awkward situation. He wanted to avoid this, wanted to run and hide but he was sure that the three of them would find him in a heartbeat.
“What happened, Link?” Rusl asked giving him another less than gentle pat to his spine.
Link looked around the room, eyes darting from Ilia to Rusl to Colin. Each of them stared back at him, waiting for him to say something, anything! They reminded him of a pack of wolves on the hunt. Bloodthirsty and ruthless.
“I...I gave...She asked…” He felt his throat dry up, his palms getting sweaty as he clenched his fists. This wasn’t going to be fun, but it would be better to bite the bullet now… wouldn’t it?
“I wanna preface this by saying that she asked for my number in case of an emergency! So before y’all try to make fun of me, just know that I was only doing what she asked.” He swallowed down the lump in his throat, rolling his shoulders back and bracing himself for the incoming onslaught of teasing. “I gave her my business card.”
“Well,” Rusl said, drawing out the word agonisingly slowly. A smirk hid in the corner of his lips, just barely visible as he spoke. “That seems like the right thing to do if she’s asking for your professional number.” The smirk grew larger, the light of it shining in his eyes. “Was she asking for your professional number?”
There it is, Link thought, The question I’ve been asking myself for the past week.
“Yes,” He replied automatically, fixing his gaze on the kitchen floor, his eyes trailing over the grooves between the tiles. It really needed to be swept, perhaps he should do that after dinner to save Uli a job.
“Are you sure?” Colin piped up. He’d seated himself at the head of the table, elbows resting on either side of his plate. He looked innocent enough, all pale blonde hair and baby blue eyes, his chin resting on his open palms while he kicked his legs below the table. A cunning facade, no doubt. But Link knew too much, he’d grown up with him.
“I’m… I’m pretty sure, Colin,” he sighed. He wasn’t sure, far from it. He kept replaying the moment in his head over and over. She’d paused. Zelda had definitely paused. She’d left a space between asking for his number and clarifying that it would only be used in an emergency… had she?… had he?... No. No, it couldn’t be.
“Are you sure you’re sure?” Colin said, matching his father’s smirk. It was a look Link had seen fairly often in the past eleven years. Gotcha.
“Miss Harkinian’s called the surgery before,” Ilia sounded wistful as she carried the potatoes over to the oven. “That’s the one thing that’s confusing me”
“Oh yeah,” Rusl crooned, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “That is confusing.”
Link could feel his father figure stare at him, the smirk no longer hidden as it curled proudly over his lips. “I wonder why she’d need a number she already has?... unless-”
“Alright, I get it!” Link cut in, already exhausted from repeating the conversation with Zelda over and over again in his own head. “I messed up, I had a chance, maybe, and I blew it.”
It hurt to admit it outloud. He’d thought it countless time over the past week, but he’s always followed it up with, It’s not like she was interested in me anyway. It hadn’t made him feel better about the situation but it certainly hadn’t made him feel worse.
But this! The idea that she liked him back, that she wanted him as much as he wanted her, and that he blew it for the both of them. Well, that stung.
Rusl pulled him into a hug, resting his chin on the crown of Link’s head. “You didn’t mess it up” he said, the smirk in his voice replaced with a genuine, if bittersweet, smile. “There’s always a chance you’ll see her again.”
Now that would be something, Link thought as he let himself get pulled into the embrace. A heavy sigh escaping him as he rested his forehead on Rusl’s shoulder. “Shiiiit” a sardonic laugh passed his lips. “There’s always a chance”
“Come on what did I say?” Rusl sighed, his own laugh bubbling up. “Little ears are present”
“Oh it’s okay I’ve heard worse,” Colin called from the table causing Ilia to erupt in giggles and snorts.
“From who!?”
“From Talo. He knows a lot of bad words.” He sounded almost impressed as he leaned back in the chair, balancing it on it’s back legs. Ilia gave him a slight reprimanding look causing him to pull his seat back into the upright position.
Reluctantly, Rusl pulled away from the hug, giving Link another pat on the shoulder as he did so. “I’ll have to have a talk with Jaggle,” he sighed running a hand down his cheek as he turned to his youngest son.` “Go get your mother, let her know dinner will be ready soon.” The three of them watched as Colin raced off, the sound of his footsteps dimming as he ran through the house on his quest.
They rested in near silence for a moment. The only sound was the gentle hum of the oven as their dinner cooked. It was peaceful, calm. The perfect respite after a week of stress and shouting and heartbreak and loss. If Link closed his eyes he could imagine that he was standing in the past, back before he’d ever heard of Zelda Harkinian, back before he’d fallen for her, and back before he’d lost her. He could imagine, for a second, that the ache in his chest wasn’t there, and that it was just another family dinner.
“I meant what I said,” Rusl spoke, voice low as if to preserve the calm that had settled. “There’s always a chance Link. Don’t give up hope just yet.”
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Actually hyped for this chapter? What happened I got super excited for it! Looks like I'm getting back into my flow at last! Really quite proud at how it turned out and a massive thankyou once again to @electragoob and @andelynk for helping me out, and @zeldasdiaries/ @missdellarosa for being incredibly supportive and wonderful <3
And that's to you all who are sticking with me through this!
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GOOD AFTERNOON. ARE YOU WILLING TO GO ON RECORD FOR THE DAILY PROPHET?
hello, my name is brittany, i am 26 years old. almost 27 in less than a week. i currently work 5 days a week, except weekends. i usually inform admins of when i will be absent or when i’ll be busy. est is my timezone and i go by she/her pronouns.
i’m also moving soon, but my motivation is STRONG here.
INCREDIBLE. TO START THINGS OFF, PLEASE IDENTIFY YOURSELF.
please provide us more information about your character in this format:
was that KATIE STEVENS walking around the halls of hogwarts? i wish it was them, but it was really just MOLLY PREWETT, the SEVENTEEN-year-old SEVENTH year student at hogwarts. they come from a PURE BLOOD family, and people tend to describe them as COMPASSIONATE, CHEERFUL, AUDACIOUS and FINICKY. they can be seen around hogwarts hanging in the GRYFFINDOR common room and in GRYFFINDOR COMMON ROOM. i hear they’re planning on JOINING THE ORDER once the war starts and that they’re planning on KEEPING QUIET ABOUT IT. i can’t wait to see how this turns out for them.
NO, SWEETIE, DON’T GIVE ME THAT FORMAL TREATMENT. I WANT TO KNOW MORE, WHO ARE YOU REALLY?
these were headcanons for another rp & a few other things. most of this is very much a modern day molly! be warned it is A L O T !!
molly prewett
+compassionate: feeling or showing sympathy and concern for others.
+generous: showing a readiness to give more of something, as money or time, than is strictly necessary or expected.
-protective ( more accurately overprotective which will be defined here ): having a tendency to protect someone
-imperious: assuming power or authority without justification; arrogant and domineering.
-bossy, +fun-loving
-sassy, feisty
walking through the candle lit halls of hogwarts is ,one, molly weasley; mob of dark red hair sweeps the back of her robs. sass escapes her throat with out faltering. far too confident for her own good, molly's smile can brighten even the darkest common room. an iridescent glow flows from her aurora, molly is kind-hearted, caring, and wants the best for those she believes are important to her.
i. growing up with two brothers never was a burden to molly, it was easy to assume of the bossy mother figure. both mother's brought out a different side in the tiny red-head. in her entire life mother had never adored two beings more than her brothers. even when they were arguing over who was the better witch/wizard they'd all break bread as if nothing had happened.
ii. molly's heart is too big for her body for to carry; she has so much love to give, it shines in the iris' of her eyes. though she is this caring girl, it usually only develops more & more for those closest to her. trying her best to give every one a slice of the warmth she has to give.
iii. watching someone across the room, molly has a sixth sense, she can tell when they're an amazing person. usually watching for body language & cues to help her on her way. more often than not, molly finds someone remarkable to become friends with. to turn someone down it would have to take a lot for her to pluck up the courage. hoping to keep strong ties with everyone.
iv. being of a pure-blood family molly tries her best to follow by her family's example. blood is rather important to the prewett family. despite this molly has no problem with those who are of muggle born or half-blood.
v. molly could talk about any topic for a long period of time. sometimes she becomes so passionate about something, it sticks. it is physically impossible for her to contain her excitement.
vi. while being very talkative molly can keep any secret. she believes that loyalty is very important to any friendship. to be a loyal friend is something molly wholeheartedly believes in. betrayal is a sin in her eyes.
vii. molly was most excited to meet the ghosts of hogwarts especially nearly headless nick. who became quite a good friend to her as the years went on. they exchange civil chat about things while molly walks to designated areas.
viii. enjoying strolls passed the great lake always gives the redhead a shot of adrenaline. especially during the late hours when everyone is asleep in their beds. molly really loves the sense of adventure when going somewhere that is essentially off limits.
ix. meal times are a favorite pass time for the redhead; she rather likes home-cooked meals. the sense of being together really warms the cockles of her heart. a good conversation at dinner can really put her in the right mood when she returns to her dorm.
x. molly is one who has always known what she's wanted. once she's transfixed on something, her mind, will never be changed. she is far too passionate to give up on someone or something.
xi. being a friendly to humans is not the only thing molly is good at. she adores the animals in her life. picking out her cat for hogarts was the happiest she had ever been. animals are so pure according to molly. they know nothing of the world & know not hate. when alone molly loves to play with her black cat named gemma.
xii. muggle life had never fascinated the witch until the moment professor dumbledore introduced it to hogwarts. everything really blew the redhead away; she vowed to figure everything out, wanting to be in the know of everything muggle.
xiii. currently has her sites on a red iphone for her future phone.
xiv. never believed she was much of a girlie girl, nor did she really know what it meant. when social media came into play molly really found herself enjoying online shopping. taking every opportunity to see what was in trend. not that she felt there was enough beauty to fit in such beautiful clothing.
xv. loves to listen to music whilst alone; dancing, though, terribly is something she also enjoys.
xvi. sometimes suffers from bouts of insomnia. in the early hours of the morning molly usually finds herself finishing whatever lessons or homework she did not finish the night before. usually she gets four to six hours of sleep. sometimes eight when she's having a good night.
xvii. takes pride in her witty/sassy/feisty retorts.
xviii. owns a necklace with an 'm' pendant in honor of her name. she rarely, if ever, takes it off.
xix. some classes force molly to daydream out of boredom. or sometimes her hand begins to doodle to keep her mind straight. becoming easily stressed when unsure of something is the norm for molly.
xx. halloween is her favorite holiday to celebrate at hogwarts. christmas is her favorite when heads back home to see her family.
xxi. when she found netflix the first show she ever binged watched was sherlock. becoming so engrossed in what was going on. sherlock holmes has since been her favorite character. the mystery of it all really intrigues the witch.
xxii. when feeling frustrated, molly will write in her diary. describing every little thing that has gotten to her. in detail.
xxiii. isn't really much bothered with many things. however, it's always her mouth that gets her into trouble. being careful is not molly's strong suit.
xxiv. other things molly does in her free time: sew, reading, cleaning to calm herself, and write letters to home.
xxv. though she is not the smartest in her class ( according to her ) molly rather loves to get her school work done. some subjects just rather bore her to tears. molly always strives to do her best in the subjects she dislikes. she always excels when subjects are her absolute favorite.
AND HOW IS SCHOOL GOING FOR YOU?
Charms Club.
LOVELY. THAT IS ALL FOR NOW, BUT BE SURE TO STAY TUNED IN CASE ANY MORE QUESTIONS POP UP.
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literally do them all lmao For the strawberry: a lizard person, a little gray alien, an orb, and the Burger King himself For mr horse: ur opinion on the Charmin toilet paper bears
thank you so much anon fuc ily
🐰 what is one secret that you’ve never told anyone?
yikes startin out w a hard one then um when i was a kid i had such a stressful emotional time that it caused me to wet the bed until i was like 12 or 13? it was fuct up
💗 if you could hug anyone, who would it be?
probs my crush or my friend jacob bc he gives gr8 hugs ♥♥
🐹 what are some of your favourite Pokémon and why?
Lugia bc when i was little i had a card that was all holographic and it had lugia on it. i never really got super into pokemon lol
🌠 if you were in charge of the world, what would the world look like?
oh god it would be a mess
👀 what was the most recent vivid dream that you had?
honestly the only one coming to mind is the one i had as a kid where this creature opened up its head and ate my sister and im still scared of going outside in the dark to this day bc of it
☀️ what do you like the most about your best friend?
i have multiple best friends but theyre mostly all there for me whenever i need them? like one time jacob drove from the other side of town to give me earbuds bc i had lost mine
😘 talk about your crush or partner
GOD my crush is a literal angel???? like????? hoy fuk i love her so much she’s so sweet and kind and caring and she just radiates light and love and i got to kiss her on new years ♥♥♥♥
💁 if someone was rude to you, would you be rude back?
depends on HOW rude they were. like,... i was nice to my ex for so long lol
🌟 what do you like about yourself? (must choose at least 3 things!)
i like my nose, freckles, and the fact that im Nice
🐾 what are you scared of most? how will you overcome it?
well its being abandoned by everyone i love and guess what thats starting to happen and im coping lmao
🎁 what never fails to make you happy?
this video
💙 what annoys you about some people?
if they chew with their fockin mouth open i die
😤 do you get angry easily?
nope i actually am pretty slow to anger lol
🐇 what do you always daydream about?
do intrusive thoughts of people coming on to me count
🌻 if you could change 3 things about the world what would you change?
well no offense but republicans would be illegal. sent off to an island not allowed to communicate with the rest of the world lol, strawberries would be in season year round, and weed would be legal bc i cant think of anything else
🍓 send me 4 names: kiss, befriend, kill or marry?
kiss: orb ♥♥befriend: lizard person kill: k i l l t h e b o r g (burger king) marry: gray alien
✈️ what is your dream city and why?
ive not been to any good cities so i dont know
☕️ talk about your ideal day
hanging out with all my friends, they dont all hate each other, we all watch movies in a big cuddle puddle and im in the middle of it ♥♥
🌸 are you an introvert, ambivert or extrovert?
definitely an ambivert.
💧 when was the last time you cried?
fuck????? i dont remember???? my eyes welled up yesterday does that count
🎵 name 5 songs you love at the moment
in no particular order: 1. Come On Eileen 2. Insomnia (by Dirty Heads) 3. Birdhouse in Your Soul4. Ana Ng5. Moving On (by James)
⚡️ if you had any superpower, what would it be and why?
pyrokinesis so i can light all abusers on fire lol
💛 if you could talk to your younger self, what would you say?
Listen, kid, there’s a reason you hate yourself and there’s a reason you wanna die all the time but lemme tell you, it ain’t worth it. those hospital stays aren’t worth it. you might not believe it but you’re over 250 days clean! didn’t think you’d make it this far, huh? you also made it to 18 years of age. you’re gonna be okay, kid.
💚 who are you jealous of and why?
myself when i’m in a nice mood bc like??? shut yo nice ass up
💎 which one would you rather have more of: intelligence, beauty, kindness, wealth or bravery? why?
bravery honestly. i have reasons but i dont have words for the reasons rn
🙊 what are you ashamed of?
um that secret i told the fuck
🌺 which languages do you know? which do you want to learn?
i know English and tiny bits of French and i’d love to become fluent in French and Italian?
🍀 if you could be any fictional character’s best friend/lover, which fictional character would you be?
i wanna be best friends with mike wazowski
☁️ talk about your dream universe.
???????
💜 which acts of kindness are you going to do today?
it’s a bit late but did do some dishes for my mom cleaned off my desk so i could start painting again :>
🐬 if you could transform into any animal/magical creature, what would you be and why?
new c/r/yptid: Lance Cube.
🍄 talk about someone/something you really dislike
y’know when ur eyes just start crying when the rest of u is fine?? like wow i didnt know i was supposed to be emotional but ig????
😣 talk about some things that have been making you depressed/angry/anxious lately
i’m anxious because my doctors office isnt giving my medical records to the michigan works people im working with so they cant open a case for me, making it so they cant help me find a job bc of my mental illnesses
🍪 what did you want to be as a kid, and what do you want to be now?
i wanted to be a veterinarian but now i wanna be a zookeeper
🍰 what are some of your favourite sugary foods?
i loooove peach rings and sour patch kids and !!!! strawberry shortcake
🍑 what are you obsessed with?
animal crossing tbh i love it so much
💘 what happens to you when you’re stressed?
i get auditory hallucinations and i just start crying no matter what stressed mood im in. angry stressed? crying. happy stressed? crying. anxious stressed? crying
😪 what are you sick of?
having kidney disease??? ?
🙀 are you an adrenaline seeker?
i mean? sometimes? but yall gotta talk me into going on roller coasters
💥 what are some unpopular opinions that you have?
red beet eggs are my LIFE if i could eat them daily i would die, peppers are fucking gross, and tea is fucking gross unless its Tea
☔️ would you consider yourself a good person?
i like to think i am a good person?
😊 what do you like to do as hobbies?
draw & sing!!!!
🎤 what’s the last song you hummed or sang by yourself?
You Ain’t No Saint by Aaron West and The Roaring Twenties
🐝 what’s your worst trait? how are you planning to improve it?
I’m annoying. I plan on improving it by shutting my ass up
🎨 what do you always doodle when you’re bored?
i draw people and eyes mainly. and the occasional hand
🐻 what’s stopping you from chasing your dreams?
i’m too shy and bisexual for this
🌷 what’s your mbti personality and why do you think it suits you?
fuck i dont remember i just know i have the same one as Fox Mulder and thats why it fits me lmao
🐶 send me 3 fictional people and I’ll choose my favourite!
...u didnt give me 3 ppl....
👑 who are your favourite celebrities and why?
mothman because he’s my boyfriend
🐴 opinion on __? (Charmin Toilet Paper Bears)
they wipe my ass for me
🍋 do you consider yourself an emotional person?
i used to be. now im not so sure.
📚 share 3 books that you love and your favourite quote from them.
yall i’ve only read 3 books
😔 what do you always do when you feel sad? does it help?
i usually mope around and sleep a lot. it doesnt help usually.
😌 what thoughts keep you going when you’re sad?
Death Anxiety
🌍 which country do you live in?
USA!
🐧 describe yourself in 3 words
needy, petty, and damaged
🐵 which quotes changed you?
“What’s your Fursona” - @thebpdevil“Your job is to break death’s heart”
💭 do you keep a diary?
I keep a bullet journal!! i think thats kinda similar
💫 who inspires you?
honestly my dad??? but also idk :/
👻 do you believe in ghosts and why?
hell YES because i am one
🎀 what’s your fashion sense like?
department store clearance section & band merch
🎬 what are some of your favourite films?
Heathers, Taken, Girl Interrupted, and if u watch the OA in one shot it counts as a movie i’m counting it
🍦 what is one treasured childhood memory?
Throwing mashed potatoes at my sister.
🐱 what’s your dream pet like?
Cat snake (ferret) who loves to cuddle and doesnt bite :-)
🐼 if you could meet anyone, who would it be?
probably???? um???? Patrick Stump or Pete Wentz honestly.
HOO THIS WAS FUN AND IT TOOK OVER AN HOUR TO DO THANK YOU
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I'm glad I didn't upset you :) Now please be so kind as to answer 1-100 of those questions. -waits patiently-
Oh boy, youre in for a very long post, im warning you all....Also have fun looking up the questions! 8)1. Blake2. 223. March 9th4. Pisces5. Blue...6. 137. I do, its a cat his name is Fluffy, and i love him to death. He is my little shitlord.8. Louisiana9. Im either 5"6" or 5"7" not really sure10. Honestly this is hard to answer since it depends on the brand, but the ones i have are like a 1211. Literally 212. Its been this really weird reoccurring dream, that i dont wanna talk about at the moment! Sorry!!13. Is lazy a talent? but in all honesty care taking is a talent and im glad to be one when i can for literally anyone.14. Ive had my moments, whether it was something i saw in a dream, or just something i could call out on spot on accident.15. As of late this is a hard one to answer, but i can still say without a doubt, Bridges in The Sky by Dream Theater.16. Shaun of The Dead, and Hot Fuzz. I couldnt pick between them.17. Honestly, if i want to think about ideal partner, all i need from them is Trust, Loyalty, Humor, and a fucking cute smile thatll melt me every time i see it. 18. Yes two is the limit.19. Hmm maybe, i never put alot of thought into marriage, but if i decide to do traditional.20. Nope..21. Plenty...22. Oh boy have i...23. Technically? Ive chatted with a few people who the current society would consider as "famous" and they are all lovely people.24. There is a time for both, i prefer Showers though!25. Black, all of them are black.26. Nope, or at least i hope not if i am then i made a mistake.27. No, i can barely handle people, so knowing the paparazzi is waiting for me somewhere worries me.28. I really like Jazz, but im pretty open to all types.29. Yes, the time it happened was not fun, but yes.30. Two, it use to be four.31. On my side, or like on my stomach, its usually the way i get comfy quickly.32. Not very, like its big enough for me, bout a medium sized one story house.33. I dont really wake up for breakfast or fall asleep around the time for breakfast, so yeah.34. Yes, i have actually.35. I wanted to, but i dont think id make a very good bowman.36. I dont have a favorite "Clean" word.37. Ass, it never ceases to amuse me as a word.38. Five Days... maybe longer when i was younger, insomnia is bad.39. Plenty, mentally and physically.40. Im sure i do, if they see this. Hello, youre more than welcome to just drop in and say Hi! Make yourself known.41. If the situation calls for it, ill do what i have to with words, but id prefer to not have to lie.42. Yes, while id prefer to not judge, sometimes its needed to keep myself safe.43. I mean im sure i could, how accurate it is thats another story.44. Nope, my voice is pretty bland when it comes to an accent.45. The Australian accent, its like music to my ears.46. If i dont know you too well, im pretty cold and dead, if i do know you, im pretty warm and generally fun.47. Its a winter jacket, that hasnt seen any use at all from me.48. Yes, i can in a few ways but nothing super impressive.49. Innie.50. Im ambidextrous, but still Left hand dominant.51. Not really, they can be cute sometimes.52. Pineapple Pizza53. Honestly just Italian food in general.54. A little of both actually.55. It always ends with "im gonna shit myself"56. Fuck and the many variations of it.... not proud of that one but you know.57. Not very long, i dont like to keep people waiting if i dont have to.58. I can be pretty cocky, but its only on things i know are accurate.59. Bite.60. Only when i do something seriously stupid.61. Yes, its relaxing and you can never beat singing in the shower.62. No, probably not, i sound really monotone normally so i can only imagine how bad my singing is.63. Letting down all those who put trust in me. 64. Nope, im not a gossip.65. I havent seen very many of those, so i dont know if ive seen a best one. 66. Both, Both are very good.67. No, no i cannot. I only remember the ones i have friends in, or the ones i want to visit.68. Photography, it was available at the high school i went to and was actually the one i enjoyed the most out of everything i took.69. Introvert70. Nope, never done that.71. Large groups of people.72. Nope, i walk in it alot.73. I have a few times, but only if its something that legit bothers me, other than that ill leave it be cause i make alot of mistakes too.74. You know it.75. Nope, dont care for rumors, and dont want to care about rumors.76. Yes, a few times its very stressful but someone has to do it.77. Yup, have not been drunk underage though.78. Nope, havent touched them dont plan on it. Its not for me.79. It was a girl named Kelsie, had the biggest crush on her, till middle school.80. I dont have any piercings, thought about them years ago but lost interest.81. No, i cant roll my R's i never could, and never figured out how to.82. Decently fast.83. I havent ran since some point in highschool, so ill say not very.84. Dirty Blonde.85. Gray86. Im not allergic to anything i know of yet.87. I use to, but it was a journal of doodles, instead of writing about things, id just doodle the emotion i felt or was feeling.88. My dad works for an oilfield company, and my mom is, just a stay at home mother.89. Yes, yes i do, complaining about my age wont make me younger so.90. Myself, mostly.91. Its pretty good yeah, when im not being called a spice by accident.92. Maybe a few years ago i would have had an actual answer to this, but currently, ive put no thought into what id name my future children.93. Id want a girl, but if its my own flesh and blood ill take what i get.94. My humor, my knowledge, my ability to stay calm in a terrible situation, my way with words.95. My way with words.... Animals, generally anything cute is a weakness to me. My depression.96. I was named after my great uncle, but i got his middle name as my first and his first as my middle.97. From what i remember being told, on my mother's side we were related to english royalty.98. This one repeated, but, Yes both mentally and physically.99. Its like a Creme colored pinstripe.100. Its Blue, my room is blue.
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Emoji Asks
🐰 what is one secret that you’ve never told anyone? i dont really have any that ive never told anyone ?
💗 if you could hug anyone, who would it be? my damn self. that bitch deserves a hug
🐹 what are some of your favourite Pokémon and why? Raikou ultimately, because the uniqueness and individuality it embodies. Sylveon for mostly same reasons
🌠 if you were in charge of the world, what would the world look like? gay probably
👀 what was the most recent vivid dream that you had? i havent dreamt recently enough for me to remember anything
☀️ what do you like the most about your best friend? she’s always willing to support me and give me answers
😘 talk about your crush or partner: pass lol
💁 if someone was rude to you, would you be rude back? only if they were someone in which deserved it ??
🌟 what do you like about yourself? (must choose at least 3 things!): my style, my individuality, and my so-called “evolved” mentality
🐾 what are you scared of most? how will you overcome it? rejection and abandonment, and as i went through it recently, i overcome it by occupying myself with things that make me feel like im a valuable, worthwhile human being
🎁 what never fails to make you happy? listening to music i like or online shopping/browsing
💙 what annoys you about some people? incompetence or inability to work well with others despite differences
😤 do you get angry easily? if youre someone i value then no but if youre someone i rarely talk to or dont know that well then yeah
🐇 what do you always daydream about? myself in the future, who i’ll be with and what i’ll be doing, whether im successful or not
🌻 if you could change 3 things about the world what would you change? overall disputes with views on current issues, more quiet places, less stealing and robbery
✈️ what is your dream city and why? San Francisco or Los Angeles, mostly because every time I’ve visited each I feel a connection with the atmosphere there
☕️ talk about your ideal day: waking up at 7am, taking a shower, grabbing starbucks, drawing something amazing, watching a favorite movie, going shopping with my friends, and going to bed with comfy fluffy blankets
🌸 are you an introvert, ambivert or extrovert? ambivery but i lean towards extrovery mostly because im not too shy around anyone anymore
💧 when was the last time you cried? yesterday bc my stepmom stole 60$ from me (:
🎵 name 5 songs you love at the moment: Rooting for My Baby- Miley Cyrus, Dirty Sexy Money- The Struts, You Have a Hold on My Heat- RVR, and That’s What I Like- Bruno Mars
⚡️ if you had any superpower, what would it be and why? shape-shifting, because i find it interesting how you could be multiple things and change into others at will
💛 if you could talk to your younger self, what would you say? FOR THE LOVE OF GOD COME TO TERMS WITH YOUR SEXUALITY
💚 who are you jealous of and why? anyone who has rly good makeup and a lot of it because... pls
💎 which one would you rather have more of: intelligence, beauty, kindness, wealth or bravery? why? bravery, because thats something id say i lack a lot and probably wouldve helped me in the past
🙊 what are you ashamed of? my family
🌺 which languages do you know? which do you want to learn? i know english and spanish but learning french sounds ight
🍀 if you could be any fictional character’s best friend/lover, which fictional character would you be? Augustus Waters mostly bc he seemed so awesome to be around and just an overall good influence on mood
☁️ talk about your dream universe. basically something aesthetically out of vaporwave that sounds so cool ( i hate vaporwave music though please spare me)
💜 which acts of kindness are you going to do today? i cleaned my house so there u go
🐬 if you could transform into any animal/magical creature, what would you be and why? a rly fat orange cat, bc i love orange cats and being a fat lazy cat just sounds so awesome. no responsibilities (,:
🍄 talk about someone/something you really dislike: i fucking HATE when people think they can walk all over me or just say something to get me to shut up. like, honestly im stronger than that
😣 talk about some things that have been making you depressed/angry/anxious lately: my future, even though i daydream about it a lot it scares me to think it could all be something i never wanted or not something that will help me achieve my dream
🍪 what did you want to be as a kid, and what do you want to be now? i wanted to be a teacher up until middle school, but now i want to be some sort of artist (maybe work for cartoon network or produce designs for cartoon characters?)
🍰 what are some of your favourite sugary foods? i LOVE ice cream and chocolate covered pretzels. lollipops too
🍑 what are you obsessed with? The Weeknd and what whole dark glowy aesthetic, but also the rosy, gold aesthetic. I also love sailor moon and some animes
💘 what happens to you when you’re stressed? i break down almost? not that badly, but i fear that ill never get the work done or what i have to do is too overwhelming
😪 what are you sick of? being treated like nothing less than shit by my own family
🙀 are you an adrenaline seeker? in some ways yes but i wouldnt do certain things to feel adrenaline (sky diving, bungee jumping, rollercoasters)
💥 what are some unpopular opinions that you have? i like miley cyrus’ new music (some-most of it), cold is better than warm, ugly, conceptual art is better than pretty, flat art
☔️ would you consider yourself a good person? in most aspects yes, but i do see myself become a bad person at times
😊 what do you like to do as hobbies? i mostly draw i guess
🎤 what’s the last song you hummed or sang by yourself? i dont believe you by p!nk
🐝 what’s your worst trait? how are you planning to improve it? i am the WORST at explaining or venting my feelings, mostly because theyre just hard to describe and when i do i feel them so strongly theres nothing to do but feel them rather than talk about them
🎨 what do you always doodle when you’re bored? eyes and little cats or characters
🐻 what’s stopping you from chasing your dreams? the fear of ruining my school career
🌷 what’s your mbti personality and why do you think it suits you? enfp????? i think it perfectly describes me because im extroverted and feeling as heck
👑 who are your favourite celebrities and why? Dakota Blue Richards (shes beautiful and just all around a great person id like her to b my gf), Abel Tesfaye (The Weeknd, he’s such an awesome person and he makes even better music)
🍋 do you consider yourself an emotional person? ABSOLUTELY. i get super happy then super sad and i always am sympathetic and empathetic, i dont cry at movies/books tho ?
😔 what do you always do when you feel sad? does it help? i listen to sad music when im sad, and if i find a song that i actually like ill start listening to songs i like and i usually feel better
😌 what thoughts keep you going when you’re sad? that better things will come and that im a person that is so different from anyone else
🌍 which country do you live in? america
🐧 describe yourself in 3 words: emotional, generous, creative
💭 do you keep a diary? i did when i was younger but i feel like i should
💫 who inspires you? my friends
👻 do you believe in ghosts and why? i somewhat do but not the possess, evil type. just roamin in the afterlife ??
🎀 what’s your fashion sense like? i dont have any specific taste but i do like color blocking and windbreakers, along w embroidered pants and boots
🎬 what are some of your favourite films? Big Eyes, Kill Bill Vol. 1+2, Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter, and Burlesque
🍦 what is one treasured childhood memory? my dad taking me to preschool one day and i had headphones on watching spongebob and i had a hot chocolate in my carseat cupholder. the life tbh
🐱 what’s your dream pet like? a big fat cat that just lays with me and is basically my partner in crime, or a huge dog that is playful and also fluffy
🐼 if you could meet anyone, who would it be? Nicki Minaj because I bet she’s so good to be around
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