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tag game! get to know me
tagged by: @babysprouseisart
1. what is the color of your hairbrush? I don’t have one! Only combs in variations of dark brown!
2. name a food you never eat. there is no. such. thing. if I haven’t eaten it yet, it’s only a matter of time.
3. are you typically too warm or too cold? too cold
4. what were you doing 45 minutes ago? laundry
5. what’s your favorite candy bar? I love all candy bars! If I really had to choose, it would be a greek snack called 3bit chocolate, which has biscuit, cream and chocolate. Highly recommended!
6. have you ever been to a professional sports game? nope
7. what is the last thing you said out loud? dammit! (I was putting clean dish towels on and dropped one in the open garbage bin ...)
8. what is your favorite ice cream? there isn’t just one ... there just isn’t. but I do love fiordilatte, hazelnut, biscotto, mango and raspberry! (not as a combo)
9. what was the last thing you had to drink? water
10. do you like your wallet? if it’s half full 😂
11. what is the last thing you ate? grilled cheese and a banana
12. did you buy any new clothes last weekend? no
13. what’s the last sporting event you watched? do figure skating videos from competitions dating 20 years ago count?
14. what is your favorite flavor of popcorn? salt and butter
15. who is the last person you sent a text message to? a friend about his son’s birthday
16. ever been camping? no but I’d like to
17. do you take vitamins? yes
18. do you regularly attend a place of worship? no
19. do you have a tan? no
20. do you prefer chinese or pizza? I like both? I suppose Chinese, in the sense that -in theory- I could cook 7 different meals to last me a whole week but would not eat pizza 7 days in a row
21. do you drink your soda through a straw? not really
22. what color socks do you usually wear? ?!?!?! all kinds?!
23. do you ever drive above the speed limit? I don’t drive!
24. what terrifies you? abject loneliness / losing one’s mind (hello, darkness!)
25. look to your left, what do you see? printer
26. what chore do you hate most? cleaning
27. what do you think of when you hear an australian accent? hey! an Australian! (excellent deductive skills there)
28. what’s your favorite soda? coke
29. do you go in a fast food place or just hit the drive thru? if there are drive-throughs in my country, I have yet to find one! But sitting in vs ordering take away largely depends on the mood and on how tired/far from home I am
30. what’s your favorite number? don’t have 1
31. who’s the last person you talked to? my mother
32. favorite meat? all meats are equal but maybe a beef filet mignon is more equal that the others?
33. last song you listened to? meglio stasera with Fran Jeffries
34. last book you read? Le port des brumes by Georges Simenon
35. favorite day of the week? sunday
36. can you say the alphabet backwards? how much time do I have to complete this task? nah ...
37. how do you like your coffee? my friend, my dude, my mate ... I love ALL coffee! And how I like it really depends on the coffee: if it’s a moka, it’ll be with a splash of whole milk and half a spoonful of sugar, le petit caffé is always a noisette, if it’s french press or any type of cold coffee, with lots of milk, turkish coffee always very sweet but no milk ... Unfortunately, it’s mostly the latte-est most watered down decaf for me these last couple of years (due to stomach problems) but I can assure you, that is not what I like.
38. favorite pair of shoes? the shoes I love the most are the ones I wear the least (high heels)
39. time you normally get up? eightish?
40. what do you prefer, sunrise or sunsets? sunset!
41. how many blankets are on your bed? one
42. describe your kitchen plates? the plainest white, except for my soup plates that are really rustic and boldly coloured (and very heavy: better to look at than to use!) This is a weird question ...
43. describe your kitchen at the moment: on its way to becoming tidier!
44. do you have a favorite alcoholic drink? not really, but I do like rum cocktails!
45. do you play cards? for good luck on New Year’s Eve (yes, it’s a thing!)
46. what color is your car? don’t have one, sorry!
47. can you change a tire? nope! (or, more accurately: never tried to. Who knows? Maybe I can!)
48. your favorite state or province? Is this about the U.S.? I’ll go with New York as NY city is the only place in the U.S.A. that I’ve visited
49. favorite job you’ve had? current one!
I have no idea who would like to do this, really! I tag @aliciarm @violet1429 and @lucivar and also anyone interested!
#tag game#get to know me#I apologise for the coffee rant but coffee makes me feel things ...#I miss you caffeine I do
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50 Questions Tag
I was tagged by: @jamiesoleksiak and @u-okay-hen (thank u guys! <3)
1. what is the color of your hair brush? light blue
2. name a food you never eat? ox tongue, pork tails
3. are you typically too warm or too cold? too cold probably (this is a callout post for my housemate matt who refuses to let us turn up the thermostat 😠)
4. what were you doing 45 minutes ago? cooking dinner while listening to music
5. what’s your favorite candy bar? not quite candy bar but i really like quaker dipps granola bars (caramel or peanut butter)
6. have you ever been to a professional sports game? seen a couple Marlies games but never nhl, seen the blue jays play, also been to some pro fastpitch softball games (pan am games in 2015) -- unfortunately sports being played in Toronto are so expensive to go see smh
7. what was the last thing you said out loud? “Fuck, is the Anatomy midterm the same day as the Elec&Magnetism?”
8. what is your favorite ice cream? Halo Top birthday cake, or cookies and cream
9. what was the last thing you had to drink? smoothie!! big smoothie!!
10. do you like your wallet? yessir, love it actually, its nice and big for all the cash i do not have
11. what was the last thing you ate? dinner: sautéed mushrooms and green beans w/ garlic, soy sauce egg, rice
12. did you buy any new clothing last week? nope, have not bought a clothing since before quarantine started
13. what’s the last sporting event you watched? dal vs tbl game 5
14. what is your favorite flavor of popcorn? regular ig
15. who was the last person you sent a text to? i sent my mom a picture of my cooking bc im a whole 2nd year uni student but i want maman to tell me i did a good job
16. ever go camping? yes like 6 years ago lol, went twice with my whole grade 8 class
17. do you take your vitamins? nope
18. do you regularly attend a place of worship? not with this 12-years-of catholic-school trauma no 🥴
19. do you have a tan? spring/summer quarantine and approaching winter means im pasty as hell
20. do you prefer chinese or pizza? if its my mom’s cooking, then chinese. if its my dad’s homemade pizza from scratch, then pizza. (actually just both)
21. do you drink soda through straws? i dont drink pop but i use my reusable straw to drink everything
22. what color socks do you usually wear? whatever colour costco decides to make their socks
23. do you ever drive above the speed limit? LOL i hate driving and i refuse to test for my license 🙃
24. what terrifies you? making important decisions, post-uni life, what other people think of me
25. look to your left, what do you see? 1/4 housemates
26. what chore do you hate the most? yard work
27. what do you think when you hear an australian accent? twoset violin lmao
28. what’s your favorite soda? no pop for me so idk nestea? sprite? maybe
29. do you ever go in a fast food place or just hit the drive thru? go in -- habit i picked up from my parents
30. what’s your favorite number? 33
31. who’s the last person you talked to? probably one of my housemates
32. favorite cut of beef? i googled it i think its called Mongolian sliced beef in english
33. last song you listened to? BLEACH - Brockhampton
34. last book you read? not including textbooks, probably a reread of the foxhole court - nora sakavic
35. favorite day of the week? saturday
36. can you say the alphabet backwards? never tried
37. how do you like your coffee? i dont drink coffee lmao
38. favorite pair of shoes? heeled boots!
39. time you normally get up? like 10 mins before class when i have my way, but usually 7:30am when my housemates start making noise
40. do you prefer sunrise or sunset? sunset
41. describe your kitchen plates? some funky colours idk my housemate got us the set
42. how many blankets are on your bed? duvet + fluffy blanket
43. describe your kitchen at the moment? little student housing kitchen, too many knives
44. do you have a favorite alcoholic drink? peach schnapps + juice, or rum & coke, or literally just any alcohol (im 18 ok, i can’t buy any alcohol i will drink whatever u hand me)
45. do you play cards? i only know kid card games
46. what color is your car? ~ dumb bitch cant drive ~
47. can you change a tire? hell nah
48. favorite state? Canada
49. favorite job you’ve had? i liked working w/ kids at my last job
50. tagging: @floccinaucinihillipilification, @grenawitka, @maybe-seggy-will-be-our-always, @andrewcogliano, @puckshitbitch, @dontpuckwithme, @gemshine
#tag game#BOTH OF U WHO TAGGED ME YALL GET UP SO EARLY WTF???#if i had my way i would never get out of bed#not hockey#just me*#long post
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I was tagged by @whitedeadflower and @spreadthecurse
Thank you!!
50 Questions You’ve Never Been Asked Before.
1. What is the color of your hairbrush? Yellow
2. A food you never eat? Hard boiled eggs. Awful.
3. Are you typically too warm or too cold? Too warm.
4. What were you doing 45 minutes ago? Just getting home.
5. What is your favorite candy bar? Butterfinger
6. Have you ever been to a professional sports event? Oh, yeah. Chicago Cubs, the Bulls, the Bears, White Sox, Cardinals.
7. What is the last thing you said out loud? “Can you not? Get down! Stop it!” to my cat.
8. What is your favorite ice cream? Chocolate.
9. What was the last thing you had to drink? Water
10. Do you like your wallet? Yep. Much more functional than the last one.
11. What was the last thing you ate? Veggie Straws
12. Did you buy any new clothes last weekend? I can’t even tell you the last time I bought new clothes.
13. The Last sporting event you watched? No idea lmao Cubs winning the World Series??? lol
14. What is your favorite flavor of popcorn? Garrett’s Chicago mix.
15. Who was the last person you sent a text message to? Monse
16. Ever go camping? Once...
17. Do you take vitamins? Nope.
18. Do you go to church every Sunday? Fuck no lmao but don’t take that response as me shitting on anyone who is into their religion
19. Do you have a tan? Nope
20. Do you prefer Chinese food or pizza? Pizza
21. Do you drink your soda with a straw? I don’t like straws period. Except with iced coffee.
22. What color socks do you usually wear? I have a wide variety of different colored socks and none of them have one that matches.
23.Do you ever drive above the speed limit? Always by at least 8
24. What terrifies you? My parents negatively comparing me to my aunt over things that aren’t actually negative.
25. Look to your left, what do you see? A radiator
26. What chore do you hate? Laundry
27. What do you think of when you hear an Australian Accent? Steve Irwin
28. What’s your favorite soda? Sprite
29. Do you go in a fast food place or just hit the drive thru? Drive thru
30. Favorite cut of beef? I don’t eat much beef.
31. Who’s the last person you talked to? My friend Lesli
32. Last Song you listened to? The Thing That Should Not Be - Metallica
33. Last Book you read? My Friend Dahmer
34. Favorite Day of the week? Thursday
35. Can you say the alphabet backwards? Yep
36. How do you like your coffee? Two tablespoons of cream and two teaspoons of sugar
37. Favorite pair of shoes? Black slip on sneakers
38. At what time do you normally go to bed? 1-2 am
39. At what time do you normally get up? 7-8 am
40. What do you prefer sunrise or sunsets? Sunsets
41. How many blankets are on your bed? One
42. Describe your kitchen plates? They’re planets
43. Do you have a favorite alcoholic beverage? Rum and Coke
44. Do you play cards? Not really
45. What color is your car? It’s like a wine color
46. Can you change a tire? Nope
47. What is your favorite state/providence? Oregon
48. Favorite job you’ve ever had? Movies and music section of the library as a librarian clerk
49. How did you get your biggest scar? I fell on a brick and it put a gash in my leg that was pretty deep, but it’s still a fairly small scar and mostly not noticeable at this point because I’ve had it for 20 years.
50. What did you do today that made someone else happy? It was my friend’s birthday today so I got her weed and a new pipe. She was pretty happy about it.
I’ll tag @honeycombalgorithm @niandra-la-des @legzeppelin @miserychain @ashtoashesdusttodust @breadpunk7 if you guys wanna
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I was tagged by the awesome @rogers-wateringcan also... what kind of medieval torture method is this?
50 (yes fifty!!) Things You’ve Never Been Asked…. Let’s lighten the mood & have some fun! I always enjoy reading these and seeing a quick glimpse into my friend’s lives. (Just copy this & change the answers 😁)
1- What is the colour of your hairbrush?
Red... metallic red.
2- Name a food that you never eat.
Turkish
3- Are you typically too warm or too cold?
*sighs* This is weird but I'm typically too cold because I have to, I'll explain: If my hands are a bit warm or too warm means i'm dying of heat... but if my hands are as cold as ice, I'm perfectly fine... yeah weird.
4-What were you doing 45 minutes ago?
Playing acoustic guitar.
5-What is your favourite candy bar?
I don't know, maybe all
6-Have you ever been to a professional sports game?
I stinks in sports
7-What is the last thing you said out loud?
'Sorry' to my guitar because I accidentally hit him.
8-What is your favourite ice cream?
Cookies and Cream
9-What was the last thing you had to drink?
Coke
10- Do you like your wallet? (What kind of question is that??)
I don't have one... I use backpacks and pockets.
11-What was the last thing you ate?
Brown rice
12-Did you buy any new clothes last weekend?
No... obvious reasons
13-The last sporting event you watched?
Last Boca Juniors match (Is an Argentinian football team)
14-What is your favourite flavour of popcorn?
Sweet
15- Who is the last person you sent a message to?
my sister
16-Ever been camping?
Never
17-Do you take vitamins?
Yessss
18-Do you go to church every Sunday?
Nononono I mean, I tried because I used to have religious friends and I wanted to be good with them but with the time I discovered that I was such a satan-rebellious thing
19-Do you have a tan?
No, 'cause I have a very fragile skin and I burn every time inested of tanning.
20-Do you prefer Chinese food over pizza?
No, I prefer Pizza and I prefer Japanese food.
21-Do you drink your soda with a straw?
Who in the world does that?
22-What colour socks do you usually wear?
A pretty ones, with Disney characters.
23-Do you ever drive above the speed limit?
No, but my boyfriend does.
24-What terrifies you?
Fail... and the darkness.
25-Look to your left, what do you see?
My guitar and a ghost... I'm joking.
26-What chore do you hate most?
Emmm I don't know... all :)
27-What do you think of when you hear Australian accent?
OHMYGOD MARRY ME AND TALK TO ME ALL DAY...
28-What's your favourite soda?
All... with flavour
29-Do you go in a fast food place or just hit the drive?
Fast food.
30-What is your favourite number?
I don't have one... It used to be 6 but since Ginger's death is not anymore.
31-Who's the last person you talked to?
Mom
32-Favourite cut if beef?
All >:)
33-Last song you listened to?
Hard Lovin' Man- Deep Purple
34-Last book you read?
Le Spleen de Paris- Charles Baudelaire
35-Favourite day of the week?
Ruby Tuesday
36-Can you say the alphabet backwards?
Yes
37-How do you like your coffee?
*Steve Marriott singing in the background* blAAAAACK COFFEE
38-Favourite pair of shoes?
Texan boots or boots in general... Converse boots, Vans boots etc.
39-The time you normally get up?
9:00 and 10:30 am
40-What do you prefer, sunrise or sunsets?
Sunrise... it's always better
41-How many blankets on your bed?
Just one
42-Describe your kitchen plates.
White with name of foods in the edges
43-Describe your kitchen at the moment?
Clean... surprisingly
44-Do you have a favourite alcoholic drink?
Whiskey and Rum... it's like water for me.
45-Do you play cards?
Of fucking course... my life is based on playing cards
46-What colour is your car?
I don't have
47-Can you change a tire?
Yess yesyes (ironically i don't have car but I know how to do it)
48-Your favourite state?
Mmm i don't know I never remember them
49-Favourite job you've had?
Oh well, In Argentina I used to work in a company named Lalo y Cia. They do entertainment (Magic, fancy dresses, birthday parties, weddings etc) and I used to dress up in a Fox costume or a Bird and play with the kids and make them laugh. And that company, every year, does an expo for kids and sometimes I was in charge (in a high charge) so I dressed up like a dark princess or something like that to sympathize with the kids, drawing with them... a lovely job.
50-How did you get your biggest scar?
My wrist got caught in a sharp wire and I cut myself from the palm of my hand to the wrist.
I'm sorry @lovely-menza @thespiritofvexation @loveisaburningthing @missus-beastly
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oh heeeeeeeeeeellloooo everybody 😈 it’s your resident little shit, bc everyone is always yelling at me for something. idky bc i don’t do anything. SDJFKHDSJKFHDS
hennyways, it me adding another ball of a mess to this rp, next to ky, ouuufffff, but thank you to @dcniros and @alanncs for letting me bring a deniro. I’m very excited. so keep reading, like this, or hmu on discord or something! <3
new york’s very own Adriano Deniro was spotted on broadway street in Gucci Ace GG high-top sneakers. your resemblance to Lorenzo zurzolo is unreal . according to tmz , you just had your twenty first birthday bash . while living in nyc , you’ve been labeled as being manipulative , but also versatile. i guess being a virgo explains that . 3 things that would paint a better picture of you would be speed driving along empty streets, cigarettes at 3am and drinking limoncello by the beach . ( cis-male & he/him )
Basic Information
Full Name: adriano marco deniro
Nickname(s): baby deniro, addy, adri, adrian
Age: 22
Height: 6′2 ft
Date of Birth: september 13th 1997
Zodiac sign: virgo
Hogwarts house: slytherin
Ethnicity: italian
Nationality: italian-americian
Gender: cis male
Pronouns: he/him
Orientation: heterosexual
Religion: agnostic-catholic
Language(s) Spoken: italian + portuguese + french + german + english + spanish
Accent: has an italian accent that blends well with english
Favourites
Weather: summer
Colour: red
Music: ultimo, logic, travis scott
Movies: fast and furious franchise
Sport: what is that? LOLOL
Beverage: negroni, limoncello, rum
Food: florentine steak and potatoes
Animal: lions, eagles, bears.
Family
Father: arnaldo deniro
Mother: vittoria deniro
Sibling(s): an older brother, and 2 sisters in between. adriano’s the youngest !
Cousins: alanna deniro + atlas deniro + ? deniro
BIOGRAPHY
adriano was born in Florence, Italy, the youngest child of four from arnaldo and vittoria deniro. the last name itself gives away what his family is all about. they’re prestigious, boujee, and automatically adriano was given a rep before he could even breathe.
arnaldo is oldest of the second generation after arnaldo sr and corina, therefore he was actually offered the family company but instead decided to venture off into doing his own thing, wanting to make another stamp for the deniro family. he invested in buying out Ferrari instead. buying out ferrari was a smart move for arnaldo because he got a dip into buying out other italian sports car companies - currently in works of buying out alfa romeo and maserati.
even if adriano was born in italy, he has dual citizenship with america due to his family being in both countries and he often visited New York City growing up.
needless to say, adriano grew up around cars. ever since he was little he loved them, the way they looked. when he was 8, he drove a 1957 Ferrari 250 GT California and crashed it into a tree. no one will ever let him live that down bc he’s an idiot for it, but he rlly wanted to, and it wasn’t a hard crash anyway.
adriano’s always lived on the edge of life, you tell him to do something, and he’ll do it. he’s a very independent kid, he likes being on his own, doing things his own way. he thinks his way is better than everyone else’s. this kid is super self critical and strives to be the best, especially since his family has such a prestigious rep, it makes sense, and he just wants to earn up to the name, even though he doesn’t say it, or portray it. it’s just something within him he always feels he needs to do. he’s young and stupid though, right now he’s really into partying, drugs, and doing reckless things. he doesn’t listen to anyone but himself.
growing up in italy, he got away with literally everything, and a lot of that was street racing. it gives him such a rush to pull apart beautiful cars and adding parts to them to make them better, faster, stronger. he loves to hear the strong sound of the muffler. he’s one of those idiots on the streets, and not surprisingly he’s VERY good at racing. when he’s behind the wheel it’s like everything shifts and his brain goes into some analytical mode. there is a system to racing that adriano can’t explain into words, he just knows it. he’s good, but it doesn’t mean he hasn’t been caught, because he has, a lot of times.
adriano has been arrested for street racing, being plagued on multiple tabloids often that his dad is overly frustrated with his youngest son being the troubled kid. it’s not like he had a hard childhood - besides having to live up to the deniro name and being told he had to make a name for himself. it’s just that, even if he wants to amount to something, he’s also sick of it and wants to rebel, so he turned to streetracing, and he doesn’t care about consequences.
one thing for sure though, is that adriano is a VERY skilled artist. in order to get his mind off of cars, his mom hired a personal teacher that would teach him everything about art, whether it was sketching, sculpture - anything of the sort. he’s really good at it, and the only place besides racing where he can let out his frustrations. leonardo da vinci is his icon, which is weird, but that’s him. he’ll often fall asleep on top of sketchbooks filled with charcoal drawings and have little sculptures around that he’s built. he’s just never opened up about his art with anyone, though people know he’s good and always encourage him to do more with it. if he wanted to be a creative director, he would be really good at it that he often gets asked opinions on things for fashion shows, events, and everything. but again, not something he thinks he wants to pursue.
because he’s gotten into so much trouble, his parents have sent him off from Florence to Rome thinking it would help sort him out, it didn’t, so his dad is ultimately sending him off to New York City, thinking maybe a new change of country will be even better for him, but adriano isn’t so sure. nothing he can do about it though.
SO, Adriano is pretty new to new york, arriving on Christmas Day 2019 to fuck shit up leggo
SKILLS + PERSONALITY + CAREER
besides racing, cars, and art; adriano is versed in a large set of languages and skills. he was always learning due to his parents not wanting him to left out in anything.
he’s pretty laid back, but highkey very judgemental, sometimes he doesn’t know when to shut up. he’s those kids that you know mean well but you just want to punch because they’re so annoying.
he hates being called a baby even though it’s what he is. he’s a perfectionist, very much a clean freak, but he’s very reliable.
even if he hates being a deniro sometimes, he loves his family, highkey looks up to those older than him - but again, will never say it bc he’s a little shit.
Right now, he’s just moved to new york, but he’s been working with fashion brands, thinking up new ways to present their lines during the upcoming fashion weeks. (that fenty fashion show? adriano’s creative directing work right tHERE)
it’s ineveitable that he’s attractive, so sometimes when he feels like it, he’ll model for brands and magazines, but that’s pretty much it.
adriano’s not rlly one for relationships unless you want to get hurt. he will always tell you he’s a piece of shit and you’re about to get into a mess. if you’re okay with it so is he.
he doesn’t really have feelings for other people, often gets into trouble bc of it too.
he just arrived to new york, so he’s not rlly looking for work right away.
HMU FOR PLOTS COS YOU KNOW I GOT PLENTY~
#is this long or#dkjghdfjkhgksfjd#wealthyhq:intro#this is all for now#but i might add more later#fgjhdfjghsd
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30 Day Character Challenge
Under the cut are 30 in depth questions to answer IC or from an OOC perspective to help develop / flesh out your character. Credit to the original authors for these questions - I just couldn’t find the original. I answered these in 2016 and wanted a one shot list for some alts. Feel free to do these one a day or however your mood strikes you!
Day 1: Describe your character’s childhood. Did they get along with their family? Any fond memories or maybe even things that bring back nostalgia? Does your character have any mementos from their childhood they still hold onto fondly?
Day 2: Growing up, whom where your character’s role models? What did your character want to do when they grow up? What were your character’s hopes and dreams?
Day 3: Did your character have schooling or mentoring while growing up? If so, did they enjoy it, whom was their instructor, what was the subject(s) they did well at? If not, why not and does this effect your character in the present?
Day 4: List and describe some of your character’s family: Uncles/Aunts, Parents, Siblings, Grandparents, Cousins, Sons/Daughters, Nieces/Nephews, and even close friends that could be considered. Bonus: Draw a family tree. Which ones influenced your character the most or at all? Which relatives does your character NOT get along with and why? IF your character’s family is unknown, then describe the family they wish to create or daydream about.
Day 5: What is one thing your character wishes they could change in the past and why? (If nothing comes to mind, then what is something your character would like to erase from their past and why?)
Day 6: List some events in your character’s life that has changed them, for the better or worse. How did your character meet with these events? Did your character accept the change in their lives or struggle?
Day 7: Describe your character’s happiest memory, be it a dream or an actual event. List sounds, tastes, touch, and what the setting was like.
Day 8: Oh no! Your character accidentally drank a magic potion, turning them into their favorite animal—what is the animal they transformed into? There is an open door that leads to the nearby forest and several different colored potions left on the desk. What would your character do?
Day 9: It is time to list some of your character’s favorites. List their favorite: places to travel to, favorite cuisine, favorite pub (if they are of age, of course), favorite color, favorite WoW holiday, and favorite faction leader.
Day 10: Does your character have any criminal record. If no, why not? (Example: It is not in your character’s nature.) If yes, list them starting with the earliest in glorious detail.
Day 11: What is your character’s weaknesses and flaws? What is their strengths and things they are excel at? Maybe something your character is training towards or currently learning?
Day 12: Describe your character’s shoes in great detail, one pair that they use or treasure the most. Where did they get them from or who gave them to your character? When or where does your character wear them? Then write a small blurb about what would happen if your character lost them.
Day 13: What is your character’s daily routine, from the early misty mornings to the star-speckled night? How strict is your character to following this routine? How does your character respond to their daily routine being disrupted?
Day 14: Music time! Pick and link one song that describes the following for your character: their day in general, party anthem, really long gryphon ride, and battle music.
Day 15: List three of your character’s most valuable and favorite possessions. How did your character obtain it or whom gave it? Do they hide these items for other people or proudly display them? What would be your character’s reaction to one of them breaking, missing, or stolen in front of them?
Day 16: Your character accidentally swallowed a deadly poison. (I mean c’mon, who leaves that stuff just lying around?) Your character has 24 hours to live. What would they do with their time? Be detailed. And then, psych! Turns out the goop your character ingested will only bring about a high fever, bloating and horrible gas, along with blotches of an incredible itchy rash. What is their reaction to not dying and mentioned side-effects?
Day 17: What is your character’s dream house? Doodle it or find a photo online. (Please, make sure you credit where you got the photo.) What are some features for the home would your character insist on having? Where would this home being located in Azeroth?
Day 18: *sniff sniff* Describe how your character smells. Do they wear perfume or cologne? If so, what is the frequency of use? Do others compliment your character’s scent or do they run the other way? Does your character has a strong or soft smell to them?
Day 19: Does your character trust easily? Whom do they trust the most? Name at least one individual. What did this individual do to earn your character’s trust? What causes your character to lose their trust in someone?
Day 20: Gif time! Find a gif that reflects your character’s reaction to the following: your character’s surprise birthday party, a rogue stealing your character’s most prized possession, winning a lottery, and being summoned before a fraction leader (your character does not the reason, so it could be a good thing… or a bad thing.)
Day 21: Does your character have any mannerisms, quirks, habits, or any other characteristics that define them? How noticeable are they? Does your character try to hide them or they even notice it themselves? Do other characters find these annoying or tolerable?
Day 22: Does your character have a spouse or significant other? If so, describe them how your character sees them and list some shared core values. How did the two character’s meet? What are their favorite things to do together? Include a link of a song that reflects their relationship. If your character is not in a relationship, what does your character look for in a potential lover/partner? Why are they currently single and does this effect your character at all? Describe the perfect date and setting for your character.
Day 23: Describe your character’s room in great detail. Is it messy with clothes flung around or is it neat and tidy with everything in a certain spot. What color are the walls? How many windows? What color are the curtains? Are there any houseplants or herbs? Any rugs or furs on the floor? How large is your character’s bed and is it comfy? How many pillows and blankets? Are there any bookcases? Any photos of friends and family members? Is there a certain theme to the room or an aesthetic your character tries to stick to? If there is a photo that best describes your character’s room go ahead and use it (make sure you credit the photo!).
Day 24: Emotions are something that every human/humanoid faces in one form or another. What makes your character blind with rage? What makes your character calm down? You’re your character wear a mask to hide their emotions or pain? Describe an emotional situation that made your character cry or upset them the most in their life thus far. How did your character overcome this? What makes your character truly happy? How often is your character happy? Do others effect your character’s happiness?
Day 25: What guides your character’s morals and values? What does your character believe in for a higher power? If so, what deities do they worship? How does your character worship their deity? Would your character go to great lengths to please their deity? Do they incorporate their religious beliefs into their daily lives? If they do not believe in a higher power, what is your character’s reason not?
Day 26: Medical Evaluation– Did you character have any childhood illnesses? Has your character ever broken a bone and/or black eye? Does your character have allergies? If so, list them and your character’s reaction (swelling, hives, difficulty breathing). Does your character get headaches or migraines? What causes them and does your character do anything to help them or prevent them? Describe what your character would do if they got a cold. Would any of your character’s friend or family nurse them back to health? Does your character suffer from any mental illnesses? If so, how does your character cope? How does it affect their daily life? Does your character seek medical assistance for their mental health? Why or why not? Does your character have any physical disabilities? How does it affect their daily life?
Day 27: Its gif time again! Find one gif each that best represents your character for the following scenarios: your character eating their favorite food, your character seeing their best friend after being away for a long time (tag them too!), your character spots a large and hideous spider, and why is all the rum gone?
Day 28: What does your character take with them when they go on adventuring? Describe your character’s adventure attire. What does your character look like in casual wear? What are some similarities and differences between the two? Does your character have and ever used formal wear? Why or why not? (Bonus: photos for visuals and aesthetics for your character’s outfits. Make sure to credit photos or use personal screenshots in-game.) Does your character dress to impress, comfort, or whatever they find on sale? Where do they like to shop for their clothing? Do they have clothing tailored and altered? What do others think of their attire?
Day 29: What are some goals in life for your character? What is your character doing actively to obtain these goals? How different and similar are they from their childhood hopes and dreams?
Day 30: You (Yes, you!) sit down right beside your character. Your character looks over at you. Write an interaction between the two of you. What would you discuss? What advice would you give your character? What advice would they give you? Would you two get along, be indifferent, or hiss and run away? What are some similarities and difference between you and your character?
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Amen, Amen • Like You're Made of Glass
Catch Up : Reckoning | Rum on the Fire
Character(s) : Noah Marshall, Jane Marshall, Matt Pivouz (OC)
Rating : MATURE. THIS STORY WILL NOT BE NSFW, but it will be dealing with mature themes, such as death, possession, mental illness, suicidal thoughts, murder, and other graphic elements. Language warning. Please read at your own risk. I’m issuing a general trigger warning for the entirety of this story.
Time : This takes place 14 years after Jane’s death and roughly 5 years after the events in ILITW. Noah is 22 years old.
Word Count : 5,138
Author’s Note : The perspective switches happen more often in this chapter and will from here on out. Teeny warning for emetophobia. Happy Halloween! 🎃
Key : Perspective switches will be marked with ** | Time jumps will be marked with –
Disclaimer : I do not own any characters other than Ula Santiago and Matt Pivouz (and Remy.) I’ve added a bit of a flare to others for the sake of this piece, but they do not belong to me.
Tag List : @teamtomsato @nuttatulipa @lovethemarshalltwins @europeanguy @spectrelier @breaumonts @fullbeaumonty @choicesatnight
"...Love, soft as an easy chair..."
Noah stirred in his bed, half awake, the scent of cinnamon pancakes wafting through from the kitchen. A gentle, dreamy voice came from the other room, the familiar tune a lullaby for his already wary head. The curtains had been drawn allowing sunlight to fill the room. Noah began to flutter his eyes open, but instead winced and turned over, tucking his hand underneath the pillow.
"....Love, fresh as the morning air...One love that is shared by two.."
Noah's brows furrowed, rubbing his face more into the pillow, drawing the blanket over his head.
"I have found with you..."
He opened his eyes, listening.
"....Like a rose under the April snow.."
Noah darted up, scanning the space around him, heart pounding in his chest.
"Mom?"
**
"...I was always certain love would grow.."
What the hell? It's eight in the morning. How did she even get a key? How did she - Jane?
"Come on, sleepy head! Pancakes!"
She just...what?
I'm swinging my legs off the bed, it's like a magnet is embedded into my core, pulling me to follow her. God, please don't let this be a trap. Why am I praying? I don't even...
"Mom? Jane?"
"In here, honey!"
Everything shifts, and all of a sudden, in in my parents house again. I hear bassy steps behind me, and it's Jane, running down the hallway, almost tackling me when she crashes into me for a hug.
"Morning, Janie."
"Mornin'!" she says, her hair looks like a rats nest, all tangled up on the back of her head. She's rubbing her nose up and down, a weird quirk she always had. Mom's humming now, that same song. She always sang this to us, especially on Saturday mornings. She'd make pancakes with the season, fruit in spring and summer, cinnamon and nutmeg in the cold months. Only one thing is missing from this picture -
"Hon, come sit down. Breakfast is ready," mom's saying, setting plates in front of Jane and me, Dad still glued to the TV in the living room. I guess nothing's missing after all.
"In a minute!"
"Mama, do we got syrup?" Jane says, swinging her legs off of the chair. These moments are always so weird, seeing her so small and me being....me. Watching it unfold like a film but being inside of the screen. Banging on the surface from within, but nobody can hear me. They're all too focused on the story.
"Noah, you know your shirt got a hole in it?" Jane's outstretching her arm, pointing at my chest. I'm bending down to look, but she flicks my nose before I can see the absence of this 'hole.' She starts to giggle. "I got you!"
I'll laugh, too. "Yeah you did!"
Jane's telling a story, but I don't hear her words. Instead, I'm focused on her movements, how her hands talk with her. She's reaching them up to mimic a dog's ears, scrunching her nose... laughing. And now she's looking at me, chewing her pancakes, asking me something. Okay, okay, let the sound in. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.
"Did ya?"
"Sorry Janie...I spaced out."
"You went to space?"
No. I wasn't listening. "Uh....yeah."
"Yeah right Noah! Where are your moon boots then? I said did ya know that Dan's mom is gonna get a bounce house?"
"She is?"
"Yep, for the party."
Dan's mom did get a bounce house for his birthday party one year, I think when we were five. I don't remember this conversation, I don't remember these moments. But how many have I forgotten? How many memories are now just phantoms in my head? I think of Jane in her best moments. She haunts me in my worst. I wonder how many more there are of each of them... One of us will run out of moments before the other. I fear that will always, in every possibility of my outcome, I will run out first.
**
Noah's body jolted as he awoke, coughing over the side of his bed. No cold sweats or headaches came from this dream, which for him, was borderline miracle material these days. It was still dark out, time lingering around four in the morning. He sat up, blindly feeling around the floor by his feet for his pack of cigarettes, finding them in a pile of clothes. He lit one, taking a long drag while simultaneously shivering. Shaking his head, he shuffled into the hallway to turn the heat on.
He reached over, feeling for the thermostat switch, when his fingers hit ice in the shape of fingers. Noah froze, closing his eyes and counting to seven in his head. With no light in the room apart from the cherry of his cigarette, he reached for the light switch that he'd flipped so many times in the darkness, but couldn't find it.
What the hell?
To his left, there was a shuffling, a raspy groan coming from the living room. Noah caught his breath, reviewing seconds in his head, and thought of the pillow fort. He quickly turned the corner, flicking the lights on.
Nothing. No one.
Noah pressed his back against the wall, rubbing his eyes. He looked around again, enough light in the hallway to illuminate the space where the thermostat was. He turned to flip it on, petrified in place when his finger hit the switch and lined up next to someone else's. This time, though, Noah was face to face with it, staring into sinister, incessant darkness, nothing and everything all at once.
He took a deep breath, his eyes glazing over. He didn't speak, he didn't fight - he just fell to the ground, his knees crashing to the floor, a cracking sound splitting in the air. The darkness encased him, spiraling into his nostrils and throat, holding him down as it filled his lungs.
He gasped, and the room filled with light. Noah choked on his own breath, nearly falling to the floor over the side of his bed.
What in the fuck was that nightmare?
A loud knocking came from the front door, Noah's face scowling in annoyance. He sat up, reaching for his cigarettes. His fingers didn't find them at first, moving to the clothes pile he'd dreamt of. He grabbed the pack and walked out of the room, mumbling under his breath. "Fuck this."
**
"Um?"
Matt is at my door, holding a coffee out to me. It's still pouring rain.
"Hi. Can I come in? I didn't bring an umbrella and this wind is wicked."
Take the cup, idiot. Move aside.
"Yeah." Double lock this fucking door. Say thank you. Sit down. Act like a normal human being. Breathe.
"You good?" Matt's asking, sitting on the couch. This room is a mess, I wasn't expecting-"Noah?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." No, I'm not.
"What's eating you?"
What isn't? Isn't that where we are now? I want to tell Matt that the darkness is, that Jane is, that this entire world is. I want to tell him that I actually might be scared, but that? That is weak. And me? I'll never be weak again, not if I can help it.
"Fine. Don't tell me. Drink your coffee while it's still hot." He's drinking his, cozy in my house, not a care in the world. What a hand of luck.
Why can't I tell him? This is maybe the one person alive who will hear me, who will believe everything I say. Why can't I trust him? Even enough to say something about the dream. Drink your god damn coffee, Noah.
"I..um, I'm sorry."
"What?" Matt looks at me like I just spoke a language that doesn't exist. "What are you sorry for?"
Sit down. Breathe.
"I haven't talked to anyone about Jane before."
"Better late than never, right?"
Nod. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. I tell him about the dream, feeling eyes on me from the hallway again. I don't have to see them to know exactly what's there.
"It's like I can still feel it curling into my body, like a toxic snake filling me with poison."
Matt's standing up, pacing.
"Talk about some inception type shit. I'm sorry, man. Look, I don't know how, but we will end this. I've got a feeling in my soul about it."
"Get those often?"
"Enough," He's rolling his eyes, smiling at me. "Don't be a smart ass."
Shrug. Drag. Coffee. Is this my life now?
"Do you have any food in this dump?"
"You're a fucking angel with these compliments. I look like shit, I live in a dump."
"Are either of those things lies?" Matt's opening cabinets, letting them bang closed on their own. He won't find anything. I can't remember the last time I was concerned with groceries.
"Do you not eat?"
Shrug. "I do."
"Black coffee isn't a food group."
"I eat."
"Noah, seriously. You aren't doing yourself any favors by starving."
Truth is, I'd rather starve than spend the night heaving in the alley, the watchers feeding on making me barf my guts out. I'd rather have hunger pains than the singing Jane leaves in my veins.
"Come on," Matt's standing by the door, looking out the window. "There's a corner store a block away. We're getting you some food before the rain starts again.
That corner store is where I walk every day, sometimes twice a day, to satiate my nicotine addiction. But I'm shaking my head, I can't do it. I can't risk it.
"I wasn't asking you." Matt tosses my hat at me, plopping back onto the couch. "Indulge me."
I don't know why I'm saying it, but fuck, I guess I am.
"Fine."
**
Noah stood up, stretching over his head. Matt waited patiently by the front door, relaxed against the wall. His foot caught in a plastic bag handle, knocking his knee into the corner by the hall. He jerked down, grabbing it, inhaling sharply.
Matt's brows creased, his eyes locked on the deep scarlet and violet pattern down Noah's knee.
Had that been there before?
"Noah, what happened?" Matt pointed at Noah's fresh bruise, wincing. "That looks gnarly, are you alright?"
Noah turned away, quickly continuing to his room. Matt rushed over, putting his hand up so Noah couldn't close the door.
"Dude, back off!" Noah yelled, backing away.
"How am I supposed to help you if you won't tell me what's going on?"
Noah squared his shoulders, seeing red. "Why are you even trying? Why do you even want to? You don't know a single thing about me! You see some guy on the news a couple years ago and just so happen to remember his face exactly? You remember my name? You show up at a bar down the street from my apartment? How did you even know my address? Why did you come here?!"
"Because I don't want you to die, Noah! You're worth something. You need to know that."
Noah paused, grasping the door handle. He looked at Matt, thinking for a second, and closed it.
Matt went back to the front door, lingering for a moment, waiting for Noah to come out of his room. When he didn't, Matt ran a hand through his hair and buttoned his long, black coat, walking out into the rain.
--
**
How many cigarettes was that? Four? Chain smoking. I'm a chain smoker, I guess. Mom always said I'd become one, one of her many ideas of who I'd be. Mediocre, sad, unsuccessful. At first I wanted to prove her wrong, but these ghosts had other plans. Now who am I, other than a ghost, myself. A phantom. A whisper. Dressed up as myself, a living shadow of everything I could never become. A poet. A chef. A restauranteur.
I wanted to be a voice, a shout, a resovior of proof for one too many of those wrinkled old flesh sacks who stood around Jane's tulip pink casket, snickering my way, and at eight fucking years old, hearing whispers that the wrong kid died. Pretending not to hear whispers that the wrong kid died.
Instead I became a footnote, a drowned out exhale in a forest fire. I'd fix my tie and fake a smile, thanking the phonies who stood in front of my face and said, "I'm sorry for your loss, Noah. I know how hard this must be."
They never knew. They never could have.
Tell me more about wanting to throw yourself in front of her, take her place. Tell me more about her voice calling out to you, that god damn whistle screeching in your ears. Tell me more about being shrouded around your twin sister's corpse as the light in her eyes faded to black. Tell me how her voice sounded as it broke away. Tell me how she never left. Tell me she loved you. Tell me everything will be okay. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven.
I need a cigarette.
**
Noah stepped into the living room, checking out the window for rain. There were dark clouds ahead, but no precipitation, so he stepped out into the afternoon. His foot hit something, almost tripping him. A paper bag sat on the doorstep, a sticky note attached to the side. Noah bent down to grab it, and scoffed as he read it.
Noah
Seriously, please eat something. Take this to the church so nothing bothers you. I'm sorry I over stepped.
- Matt
Noah balled the excess from the top of the bag in his hand, tossing it onto the couch behind him, putting his shoes on as he closed the door.
The corner store was only down the street, visible from the edge of the road where the apartments were, but Noah hated the walk. He used to love them, the feeling of brisk air filling his body, the sound of cars going by, faint bass playing from within them. These days it was just another route full of obstacles, voices to ignore, people to pretend he didn't see. But when you're a chain smoker, you'll do anything for a nicotine fix, that subtle groan of anticipation as the match strikes. That's what he did, anticipate.
Stare at the ground, imagine gray streets, devoid of life and a surplus of blood stained porches. Withered. The flicker of a ghost in an old haunt. The end. The beginning. The road to the fucking corner store.
**
I hate the way the bell rings when I walk in here. this store is always empty, reside from old stickers line the door like nobody around here knows how to wipe down a surface. Maybe I should take my own advice, since I live in a fucking dump. Fuck Matt.
"Same as usual, Noah?"
Remy owns the store, and weirdly enough is the only person I've ever seen behind the counter. His beard is long, full, matches his mane of hair. I wonder how he moves so freely, that much hair would weigh me down, probably. More than I already am.
I'm fucking starving.
"How much are these?" I'm pointing to candy bars, as if sugar could help me in any way.
"Two thirty nine," he says, playing on his phone. Does he even know what I'm pointing to? Does he care? Or is he like me, zoning out, auto pilot switched to 'on.' Think he sees his dead sister? Think he wants to suffocate, too? $2.39 is a rip off. Plus, I don't really have extra.
"Uh..yeah, the usual." I hand him a fiver, he slides me my pristine new pack of Camels. Perfect transaction.
"Noah?" coming from the isle behind me. Do I dare? Should I give it the time of day?
"Noah? I'm scared."
But I can't ignore her. Not when she says that.
Jane stands in the isle closest to the door, her hands behind her back. I'm kneeling down, my knees feel like gravel. Push it away. One, two, three-
"Noah? What are you doing here, niño?"
An instant. One second before my shoulder becomes a cesspool of nails, digging through my muscle and embedding into my bone. Ula's hands are blades in my skin. Clench my jaw. Stand up.
Say something, fucker.
"I dropped a quarter, it's no big deal."
"Oh! You had me worried, Noah. Here, let me give you..." Ula pulls out a ten dollar bill. "I thought I had one but I don't!" She's laughing. Her laugh is wholesome, like a mother's should be. Like my mother's used to be, before the death of her precious daughter and the divorce from her hell bent husband. Before she lost her sunshine. She always reminded me that I was rain, dark, cold, desperate. Somber. Exhausting.
I'm shaking my head. "Thanks Ula, but I'm fine. I just came for these," I'm holding up the pack. She nods, smiling sweetly.
"You like the empanadas?"
"Empandas!"
"Yeah, they were delicious. Thank you."
"Would have been better with that spicy sauce of yours. You'll make this again for me soon, yes?"
I haven't made it in two years. I hardly remember what even goes in it. But I nod, because Ula has become a beacon of hope for me. Maybe in another life, she'd work with me at Baby Jane's. In another life, there'd be a Baby Jane's.
--
**
Back at his apartment, Noah plopped onto the couch, nearly smashing the paper bag of food that Matt had left on his porch. He yanked it out from beneath him, peeking inside. He checked the clock on the wall, laced his shoes back on, and headed out to the church.
--
**
I could stare into this bundle of trees for hours. When I look just right, I can see Katai. I can see Jane. I can see the memory of my group of friends, young and fearless, stamped into the air in cinders and smoke. The images always dissipate, but they also always burn, a brand in my arm. Ignite in my veins. Boil my blood. Just walk through. Just get it over with.
How do people run marathons? For me, even taking steps across a clearing is heavy, as if cinder blocks are tied to my ankles. Therapy will teach you cool new tricks about taking steps. Just work it out, they say. One foot in front of the other is prosperity, you're moving, as long as you're moving forward, you're not living in your past. Don't live in your past. They don't teach you how to walk on glass.
My dad used to say that our eyes are the window to our soul. That seems pretty fragile. If we all crack, become pieces of stained mosaic, if we all cut our hands on the shards, will we crumble? It only takes a gust of air to make a paper man fold. What's your kryptonite when you're made of glass? A pebble? A marble, crafted of your own material, spun with color and beauty. Souls are all just glass fragments, pieced together by bandaged hands and one too many scars. God, I don't want to shatter.
What is it about these woods that makes them normal? Just bark, leaves, whistle of the wind. What makes them less dreary? Here I feel almost weightless, here I feel whole. This church is like an anchor, one with broken windows and crumbling bricks but one that feels like a home. It feels inhabited, by more than just my bones, perhaps the thoughts and fears Matt has left here.
That's another thing you'll never be told in therapy or in school, souls leave traces. I can sense my own traces leaving me, my soul becoming less and less full. They stay on sidewalks slick with rain and the hallway in my apartment, they get left behind when Jane appears. They're consumed, taken, just like me. Just like me.
Push the door open, close it behind me. The air in here is fresher than outside, and drier, somehow, despite the raindrops trickling in from the storm earlier. There are four pews remaining, broken and splintered, all spaced apart. I wonder what happened to the rest, why only these remain, why someone came in and selected the others. Were they cleaner? Newer? Were they whole?
I sit in this seat, on this particular pew, and I wonder. Run my hand along the back, with the grain, lean back. Open this bag and eat the sandwich Matt gave me. There is nothing but silence. Nothing but what is. There are no eyes on me. There is no Jane. There is no retching. Screaming. Blood. There is nothing, here on this pew, except me, and the chips in my hand. I can't remember the last time I could eat without counting. Maybe Matt was right. Maybe I can beat this thing.
--
**
Noah gathered the trash from his meal and crumpled it in the paper bag, pushing it aside. He propped his feet up along the pew, pulling his beanie off and leaning back, closing his eyes. He jumped at the sound of what could be a rock hitting the window, walking over to check for vandals. He questioned why, knowing that the church wasn't his property of his responsibility, but he felt a need to protect it, if he could. Nobody in sight, Noah began to head back to his seat on the pew, when a loud clank came from the window again. He turned, a look of confusion on his face, and peeked out the window again. He jumped back in surprise and winced as a larger rock smacked into the glass, leaving a wide chip exactly where his face had been.
"What the fuck?" he whispered to himself, carefully stepping over fallen beams and puddles, grabbing his beanie and pulling it back onto his head. Two more rocks smacked into the window, one of them cracking the pane, making way for the next to shatter a corner. Noah looked back, his face twisted into a puzzle, rolling his eyes as the final rock broke through the glass.
"God damn it, Jane."
**
What? What could she possibly want? To terrorize me some more? Rhetorical. Of course that's what she wants. And I am gullible, like a fool, a mouse crawling back to the same trap repeatedly to get his taste of cheddar. I know the wire is going to snap. I know it will kill me. But fuck, if I don't always go back.
There's nothing out here. No people, no Jane, no idea where those fucking rocks came from.
"Noah?"
What? That voice is unmistakable. It's like being transported back in time, a voice I never expected I'd hear again.
"Katai?"
"Over here, Noah."
Katai is standing in an overgrown garden, I think? Just beyond the church. My feet can't move fast enough. I can't reach them before they're gone, nothing remains when I'm there, when I finally break through this gate, thorns pricking my skin as I shove it open.
"Katai? I'm here! Come back!"
Nothing. Just cement covered in ivy, so much dirt and a weathered bench. Fuck it, I'm sitting. Maybe they'll come back. Maybe this isn't a trap.
**
Noah's feet rested on cement slabs, copper and death colored leaves blanketing the ground. Mud caked to the bottom of his shoes, a cold breeze whipping his hair in the wind. Noah looked around, his thick eyelashes fluttering in the wind, the red around them seeming to heal. He glanced down for a moment, a trace of movement having swept by, his eyes catching on carved words near his feet. He stood up, crouching down to move leaves and mud away from the ground. His body went cold, a moment of shock encasing him. Below his feet, under mud and caked cicada casings, under years of wear and leaves that had settled, was a flat cement headstone.
Noah Marshall
Dear brother, beloved son
2000 - 2008
**
....No. I'm..I'm not dead. Am I? I didn't...what?
There are more. Dirt, mud, my broken fingernails. Blood, breathe one, two, three, four, five, six, seven - Mom. Dig, dig, breathe. Dad. What? Katai. Andy? No, no, no, no, Stacy? No. Ava, Lucas, Lily. Dan. Me.
Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.
Did...that say I died fourteen years ago? I need to read them again. Go back, check again.
They're gone. How could they be gone? Grind my jaw. Scrub my face. Clear my fucking head. I'm not crazy, I didn't imagine that. I couldn't have, I wouldn't have. Fuck, did I? Fuck, fuck, fuck. One, two, three, four, five, six-
"Hey."
Katai. A trick of the light? My mind? Jane's idea of a joke? Don't look up, bury my hands into my eye sockets, seeing splotches is better than seeing red. Better than seeing blood. Better than seeing Katai crumble into ash.
"Do you remember that day you needed help on your language arts project in middle school?"
....What? Katai is sitting next to me. The world is gone. Just pale ivory, warm light surrounding the two of us. It feels like we are on the inside of a lightbulb, radiating a gentle glow.
They put their arm around me, smile. I smile, too. Nod.
"I was in that obscure literature phase." Katai laughs, a small smile on the edge of their lips, "I told you my favorite quote. 'If you get to hell, go down all the way : there's heaven-"
"Everything returns."
"Everything returns."
"I miss you, Katai."
They don't say anything, they're just smiling at me. Soft, warm hands, rays of light shining through their body.
"Everything you can imagine is real."
Katai goes transparent, and so do I. My hands feel metal, but I can't see anything. White. Blinding.
I'm back on the ground, back against the wrought iron fence. There is no bench. There are no gravestones. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. What is this place?
And was it fashioned by good or evil? God or his best friend, Satan? The one who needed the most prayer, who never received any, who would do anything for you so long as you'll burn with him, I'm already burning, I'm already boiling, I'm already red hot fucking branded with Jane's claws at my throat. Maybe he can cut me a deal. Maybe he feels sympathetic for me. Maybe he returns, too.
There's someone here.
**
Noah stood up, nearly falling over as his feet lost their balance. His hand gripped the iron, leaving prints of black reside on his palm. He wiped it on his pant leg, spitting on his hand to clean it off. He jumped over the fence, grimacing as he landed on his left knee. He quickly maneuvered to the other side of the church, where he stopped short, staring in dismay.
A towering derelict building stood in the center of a courtyard, surrounded by statues and small monuments. A cemetery, one that stood for ages, and to Noah's delight, not an illusion. The wind carried leaves across the ground, tangling them in the dense, formerly overgrown, dead grass. The air suddenly chilled, the scent of decay and sulfur in the air. In front of a backward facing stone statue of a praying angel stood a man, his unearthly wailing breaking the silence.
As he grew closer, he noticed the man's black bracelet, his posture, his height. He observed the outfit, the uncanny chestnut hair, the beanie. Extending his arm out, he gripped the shoulder of the man, forcing them to face one another. Noah gasped before stumbling backwards, crashing down to the ground, his back colliding with a tall, ancient headstone.
He rushed his gaze back upward, and for the first time in twenty two years, Noah Marshall locked eyes with himself.
The sound of his wailing was deafening, blood pumping harder in Noah's ears as he drew closer. He forced his eyes open, walking with uncertainty, his mouth agape, lower lip trembling. Ice filled his lungs, his eyes, his heart. His body felt warped, as if it weren't his own. He tried to hold back a sob, choking on emptiness, nothing coming or going.
He watched himself turn toward the backwards angel, hitting his knees in prayer. Noah stared in utter disbelief as the otherworldly, crestfallen, completely oblivious version of himself ran his hands along the angels wings and gown, unintelligibly mumbling to her.
That's when he heard it, the humming. The song his mother sang, low and hypnotic, the sound of a deep growl underneath the poetic tune. Noah slowly circled around to the front of the angel, attempting to drown out his alternate and the volume of his cries.
His vision blurred, when he saw her, his body uncontrollably trembling, chest aching, eyes darting for an out.
The angel's gown, her hands, her hair, all recognizable to Noah, the features he'd know anywhere. Jane. Her face had been crushed off, as if he'd taken a sledgehammer and obliterated it.
**
GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!
One, two, three, fuck counting, left isn't clear, four, five, six, right is jammed, seven-
**
The angel statue doubled in height, and like a glitch, it's arm darted out, clasping a stone hand around Noah's throat. She dangled him in the air, her laugh like the crack of a whip and the outcry after, her faceless head turning to the side.
Noah kicked his legs, his shoes scraping mud onto her cement dress, her screaming and growling a high pitched drill in his head.
**
Is this how it ends? I die at the hands of a statue? I die outside of the only place I've felt safe since I saw her in the facility? I never thought I'd last this long. I never thought I'd be everything I dreamed, anyway. No friends. No life. No Baby Jane's. Now it's here, in front of me, fading away. Maybe when this is over, Katai will be there. Maybe Jane will be, too. The real Jane. Not this monster.
I'm coming for you, Jane. Amen.
--
**
"Noah? Noah! Noah, wake your ass up!"
Matt's hands slam down on Noah's chest, compressions and breaths clouding the air. "Breathe, Noah. Please!"
Noah's chest raised, a loud cough erupting from within. He rolled to the side, clutching his ribs, coughing still. Dark, vein like imprints on his neck and bloodshot eyes, his left eye clouded with broken vessels. Noah sat up, catching his breath. Matt handed him a bottle of water, which he snatched, trying to down it.
"Slower." Matt reached his hand out, pulling Noah to his feet. "Can you walk?"
Noah did a quick assessment of his stature, finally nodding at Matt.
"Let's get inside."
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50 Sentences: Pepperony
Rating: T
Ao3
01 – Walking
Pepper walking in a pair of heels will always be one of Tony’s favorite things.
02 – Waltz
It was the only dance both of them knew how to do when she attended her first Stark Industries affair as his assistant.
03 – Wishes
She doesn’t make wishes anymore, but Tony seems to know exactly what she needs at any given moment these days.
04 – Wonder
He’ll forever consider Pepper one of the seven wonders of his world.
05 – Worry
She’ll always worry about him, even when he’s safe in bed with her.
06 – Whimsy
Pepper prefers Tony’s whimsy to anything else; even when she’s too mad to speak, it always brings a smile to her face.
07 - Waste/Wasteland
She was the first person to figure out exactly how to understand the wasteland that was his unusual mind.
08 - Whiskey and rum
Tony learns the hard way that Pepper can hold her liquor with the best of them, and contrary to popular belief, she prefers whiskey and rum over margaritas and cocktails.
09 – War
He made his fortune off of it for so many years, he wasn’t surprised when the board of directors tried to push him out of the company when he declared he wanted out of the weapons game; he was, however, pleasantly surprised when Pepper rose to his defense, the first person to support his efforts for a new era for Stark Industries.
10 – Weddings
It’s at the top of the list of affairs that both Pepper and Tony actively try to avoid; not because neither of them has thought about it, (they have, extensively), but because they both know that it would paint an even bigger target on Pepper’s back.
11 – Birthday
Tony’s birthday has become a substantially smaller affair since the events of the Stark Expo, but he never misses the chance to throw Pepper a party, even if it’s just the two of them there.
12 – Blessing
She will never stop being grateful for the blessing in disguise that was Tony’s arc reactor.
13 – Bias
They both agree that their daughter is the most perfect thing in the world; then again, they are just a bit biased.
14 – Burning
Pepper quickly got used to Tony blowing something up in the lab at least once a week; the smell of burning equipment, (metal, rubber, plastic, etc.), no longer bothers her as much as it used to.
15 – Breathing
She lies awake in the middle of the night sometimes, just to make sure that he’s still breathing, that the light from his arc reactor is still there.
16 – Breaking
Pepper feels her heart breaking the moment Obadiah and James pulled up to Stark Manor without Tony in tow; she doesn’t experience a feeling quite like it until she watches him fly a nuclear warhead into a portal above New York on live television…and doesn’t see him fly out again.
17 – Belief
Tony doesn’t believe in God; if anything, he has a firm belief in Pepper Potts.
18 – Balloon
The first year Pepper was working as Tony’s P.A., he ordered a helium balloon for her birthday; Pepper still has it, now deflated and pressed in the pages of a scrapbook.
19 – Balcony
He finally gets over his hero-complex and, remembering her love for Shakespeare, proposes to her on the most romantic balcony his money can find.
20 – Bane
Tony will forever be the bane of her existence…and she really wouldn’t have it any other way.
21 – Quiet
Pepper hates it when Tony gets too quiet; Tony is loud and vibrant and brilliant, and silence only comes when he sinks too far into himself.
22 – Quirks
She quickly becomes accustomed to the thousands and thousands of Tony’s little quirks, but it isn’t a few weeks after they start dating that she realizes that at some point he learned hers as well; such as the way she always adds the slightest hint of caramel and vanilla to her coffee.
23 – Question
One of the very first lessons Virginia Potts learns after being hired as Tony Stark’s personal assistant is not to question what Tony does in his workshop; the answer will in all likelihood not make sense to anyone not of either genius-level IQ or frat-boy stupidity.
24 – Quarrel
Tony insists that he and Pepper don’t fight, they quarrel, and yes there is a huge difference, thankyouverymuch.
25 – Quitting
Pepper makes a habit of quitting Stark Industries at least once a month after she becomes CEO, because Tony is always there to woo her back.
26 – Jump
She trusts Tony to always catch her.
27 – Jester
For too long, he was a Jester in an empty court…until he met a Queen with strawberry-blonde hair and blue-grey eyes.
28 – Jousting
Pepper quickly nixes Tony’s idea of challenging Thor to a medieval joust when the Renaissance Fair rolls into town.
29 – Jewel
The jewel of Pepper’s collection is not, in fact, an actual jewel; instead, she keeps hidden in the back of her closet the very first arc reactor that saved Tony’s life two very important times.
30 – Just
Some days she lets him ghost her out of the office, onto the jet, and to some unknown place and just…be…for a day.
31 – Smirk
Tony knows he’s in trouble by the way Pepper smirks.
32 – Sorrow
He doesn’t express sorrow often or easily, so when he does, Pepper always makes sure that he has a shoulder to cry on instead of a bottle to drown in.
33 – Stupidity
She doesn’t understand how someone to brilliant can make such amazing decisions of stupidity.
34 – Serenade
Tony serenades her in private, with words whispered against skin and songs sung quietly in the dead of night.
35 – Sarcasm
His wit and sarcasm seem to disappear in her presence, something she will never, ever, take for granted.
36 – Sordid
They both have sordid pasts, but somehow the broken pieces fit together and the past doesn’t seem to matter so much anymore.
37 – Soliloquy
Tony will never forget the morning he woke up to hear Pepper quoting one of Shakespeare’s soliloquies in her sleep.
38 – Sojourn
They sojourn to Malibu every summer, in the house they rebuilt together.
39 – Share
She is the only person he has ever shared his heart with, both metaphorically and literally.
40 – Solitary
Tony hates crowds, having been thrust into them too many times as a child, but he hates being solitary so much more since Afghanistan; Pepper will always be plenty enough to ease his tension.
41 – Nowhere
Their honeymoon lasts one month with only JARVIS and no work or world-saving while they waste away on some island in the middle of nowhere.
42 – Neutral
He will never be able to remain neutral when it comes to Pepper.
43 – Nuance
Tony notices the slight nuances in her actions and emotions and personality before Pepper even has time to consider the possibility.
44 – Near
Tony insists that he will only attend board meetings when Pepper is near him as soon as he makes her his assistant.
45 – Natural
Pepper is a natural when it comes to business, but Tony pays for the college classes anyway just to shut up the too-nosy reporters.
46 – Horizon
They will always look towards the horizon together.
47 – Valiant
Tony makes a valiant effort to remember her birthday every year; but the one thing he never forgets is the anniversary of their first kiss.
48 – Virtuous
She will forever insist that he is one of the most virtuous men she knows.
49 – Victory
Pepper’s victory dance after a busy day of successful meetings is one of the things that made him fall even deeper in love…and brought with it the revelation that he wanted to marry her.
50 – Defeat
Tony will never admit defeat, not until he is broken and beaten and crawling on death’s door; and that’s what Pepper is most afraid of.
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i was tagged in 3 tag games in the last day or so and instead of making 3 separate posts in which i tag much of the same people, i decided to consolidate. i love you all who tagged me.
uh....idk if i have anyone to tag? you guys kind of covered everyone i WOULD tag. i guess @flowerparrish, @colormekorrasami, @jordanetalaredead, @megayest, @twin-ace, @lakesandquarries, @peachy-shrimp, and @hotdamnlookatthispan.... if any of these look interesting, you should totally do them!
okay everything under the cuuuuut
tag game number one: tagged by the sweetest human, @carrie-frances
what’s your favourite song(s) to sing/hum? this is a tough one? currently i’ve been singing You by Keaton Henson a lot and also Ophelia by The Lumineers. Let Her Go by Passenger is another goodie for singing lately. Oh and Lost Boy!!!! by Ruth B.
what’s your favourite flower/tree/plant? I love nature wow. My favorite tree is definitely a Weeping Cherry Tree or Willow. My favorite flowers are sunflowers and roses! Plants in general, I just really love cacti? It’s a product of having family I adore in Arizona haha
what do you always doodle? hm... cats, mostly
how do you take your tea/coffee? With plenty of splenda and some milk
favourite candle scent? Vanilla, mostly. just sweet things
what perfume do you wear? body sprays from bath and bodyworks, usually vanilla or peach
what’s your go-to dance move when you’re alone? i have zero clue haha
favourite quote? i don’t know off of the top of my head! perhaps the one i have tattooed, from star wars. “luminous beings are we, not this crude matter.”
favourite self care routine? putting on good smelling lotions. reading a book. snuggling oliver. calling someone i love.
fuzzy socks or house slippers? both! but mostly fuzzy socks
what colour are your eyes? just plain ole brown
what’s your favourite eye colour on others? idk? i think blue or green but i adore brown eyes on everyone
favourite season? why? autumn, i like the colors and the clothes and the smells
cheek, neck or nose kisses? cheek! but the real MVP are forehead ones
what does your happy place look like? the beach but without all the people. or a quiet forest with light filtering in
favourite breed of dog? i’ve always loved boxers the most, and cavaliers
do you ever want to be married? if so, what colours would you pick for your wedding theme? yes, i think i do? i don’t know what colors, it’s always changing. i think it depends on the person i’m with because their input would matter. i’d want the colors to be whatever colors they think of when they see me and vice versa
cursive or print? it’s a solid mix but mostly print
favourite weather? raining and warm, but not thundering
tag game number two: tagged by the amazing @dancyon
— What was your last…
1. Drink: iced tea
2. Phone call: my aunt calling with some hard news
3. Text message: my aunt with an update
4. Song you listened to: love me by the 1975
5. Time you cried: yesterday and i’m gonna cry later today @ love, simon
6. Dated someone twice: yeah
7. Kissed someone and regretted it: for sure
8. Been cheated on: by two different people, apparently im easy to cheat on
9. Lost someone special: sadly, i’ve lost a few
10. Been depressed: lmao got that good good depression goblin
11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: god yeah whoops sorry friends
— Fave colours
12. purple (any shade really)
13. blue (any shade really)
14. soft yellow
— in the last year have you…
15. Made new friends: ahhhh!!!! yes i have ♥
16. Fallen out of love: hhhhhhhhhh
17. Laughed until you cried: probably
18. Found out someone was talking about you: oh yeah
19. Met someone who changed you: yeah, in more ways than one
20. Found out who your friends are: idk???? kinda yeah
21. Kissed someone on your facebook friends list: uh i think i have my ex still
— General
22. How many of your facebook friends do you know irl: majority
23. Do you have any pets: my boy @ollycat and then my dogs and cats @ my parents house
24. Do you want to change your name: i actually did but now i’m back to my birthname bc being NB is one big ???? of what do i want
25. What did you do for your last birthday: oh shit well w my friends i got drunk on rum, dressed up like a pirate, and played d&d. and then fam was the usual cheesecake factory adventure
26. What time did you wake up today: uh around 8 something officially?
27. What were you doing at midnight last night: i think i fell asleep before midnight? if not i was watching Critical Role
28. What is something you can’t wait for: my next tattoo!!
30. What are you listening to right now: just the sounds of my grandparents house
31. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: I have an ex named Tom and a Grandpa named Tom
32. Something that’s getting on your nerves: just like....everything about this breakup and stuff i guess
33. Most visited website: god uh...tumblr and twitter????
34. Hair colour: naturally a dark brown with some reddish in it. it’s currently died as close as possible to that
35. Long or short hair: medium?
36. Do you have a crush on someone: no currently i’m avoiding all romance like the fucking PLAGUE
37. What do you like about yourself: i’m pretty tenacious
38. Want any piercings: nah, i’m more the tattoo type
39. Blood type: ..............why
40. Nicknames: bird, birb, kbird, kbirb, broseidon
41. Relationship status: single
42. Sign: aries
43. Pronouns: they/them
44. Fave tv show: on air right now it’s b99 and the good place. in general, buffy and gilmore girls
45. Tattoos: i currently have 6 and i want sooooo many more
46. Right or left handed: left!!!!
47: Ever had surgery: tonsils and stomach yeah
48. Piercings: none
49. Sport: none currently but football (soccer) will always have my heart
50. Vacation: currently in arizona!! i’ve been all over though, i miss mexico a lot
51. Trainers: what does this....mean....like.....shoes???????
— More general
52. Eating: currently nothing?
53. Drinking: iced tea currently
54. I’m about to watch: LOVE, SIMON AGAIN BITCH!!!!!!!
55. Waiting for: life to feel right
56. Want: a nap, like always
57. Get married: okay your answer of “if i get past my commitment issues and find someone that loves me, sure” was fucking perfect
58. Career: teacher!
— Which is better
59. Hugs or kisses: hugs
60. Lips or eyes: eyes
61. Shorter or taller: taller
62. Older or younger: older
63. Nice arms or stomach: arms
64. Hookup or relationships: relationship
65. Troublemaker or hesitant: hesitant
— Have you ever
66. Kissed a stranger: nope
67. Drank hard liquor: hell yeah
68.Turned someone down: in high school yeah. and like once in college
69. Sex on first date: ........im an ace baby
70: Broken someone’s heart: supposedly
71. Had your heart broken: mhmmmm
72. Been arrested: nah, just brought home by cops
73. Cried when someone died: yeah, i cry at everything but especially death
74. Fallen for a friend: ..........only friends tbh
— Do you believe in
75. Yourself: trying to? cullen says my heart’s vibranium
76. Miracles: some days i do
77. Love at first sight: probably not, i used to though
78. Santa Claus: not anymore
79. Angels: i’d like to
— Misc
80. Eye colour: brown!
81. Best friends name: i mean..... jenny, ellie, michelle, and cullen? plus like max and jor, of course
82. Favourite movie: i guess the princess bride is the Most Favorite of All
83. Favourite actor: my MAIN MAN, hugh jackman
84. Favourite cartoon: danny phantom right now
85. Favourite teacher’s name: in HS it was mrs haley and in college it was dr trainor....grad school so far it’s been jen lynady
final tag game: tagged by the cutest, @blurredmxnds
bold the statements that are true
APPEARANCE:
I am 5'7" or taller
I wear glasses
I have at least one tattoo
I have at least one piercing
I have blonde hair
I have brown eyes
I have short hair
My abs are at least somewhat defined
I have or have had braces
PERSONALITY:
I love meeting new people
People tell me that I’m funny
Helping others with their problems is a big priority for me
I enjoy physical challenges
I enjoy mental challenges
I’m playfully rude with people I know well
I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it
There is something I would change about my personality
ABILITY:
I can sing well
I can play an instrument
I can do over 30 pushups without stopping
I’m a fast runner
I can draw well
I have a good memory (lmao about some things???)
I’m good at doing math in my head
I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute
I have beaten at least 2 people in arm wrestling
I know how to cook at least 3 meals from scratch
I know how to throw a proper punch
HOBBIES:
I enjoy playing sports
I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else
I’m in an orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else
I have learned a new song in the past week
I work out at least once a week
I’ve gone for runs at least once a week in the warmer months
I have drawn something in the past month
I enjoy writing
I do or have done martial arts
EXPERIENCES:
I have had my first kiss
I have had alcohol
I have scored the winning goal in a sports game
I have watched an entire season of a TV show in one sitting
I have been at an overnight event
I have been in a taxi
I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year
I have beaten a video game in one day
I have visited another country
I have been to one of my favorite band’s concerts
RELATIONSHIPS:
I have a crush on a celebrity
I have a crush on someone I know
I have been in at least 3 relationships
I have never been in a relationship
I have asked someone out or admitted my feelings to them
I get crushes easily
I have had a crush on someone for over a year
I have been in a relationship for at least a year (on and off)
I have had feelings for a friend
MY LIFE:
I have at least one person I consider a “best friend”
I live close to my school
My parents are still together
I have at least one sibling
I live in the United States
There is snow right now where I live
I have hung out with a friend in the past month
I have at least 15 CDs (somewhere in my things)
I share my room with someone
RANDOM SHIT:
I have breakdanced
I know a person named Jamie
I have had a teacher with a last name that’s hard to pronounce
I have dyed my hair
I’m listening to one song on repeat right now (i JUST ended my thing w this)
I have punched someone in the past week
I know someone who has gone to jail
I have broken a bone (just a toe)
I have eaten a waffle today
I know what I want to do with my life
I speak at least 2 languages
I have made a new friend in the past year
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1. what is the color of your hairbrush? // Purple and black
2. a food you never eat // Sushi
3. are you typically too warm or too cold? // Warm. Especially my feet!
4. what were you doing 45 minutes ago? // Watching Knives Out with my Mum and Sister
5. what is your favorite candy bar? // Rocky Road bar. It’s marshmallow and cashews covered in chocolate!
6. have you ever been to a professional sports event? // Yes! NHL, NFL and CFL
7. what is the last thing you said out loud? // Something about being lactose intolerant
8. what is your favorite ice cream? // Grape!
9. what is the last thing you had to drink? // Strawberry milk
10. do you like your wallet? // Yes I think it’s cute! I got it on sale at the coach outlet when I was in Florida
11. what is the last thing you ate? // Cherry twizzler pull n peel
12. did you buy any new clothes last weekend? // Last weekend no. But last Thursday I bought a new sweatshirt and t shirt
13. the last sporting event you watched? // The Boston vs. Philadelphia game on Tuukkas Birthday when he got a shutout!
14. what is your favorite flavor of popcorn? // Usually just salt and butter. But sometimes I like to ass ketchup or dill seasoning
15. who is the last person you sent a text message to? // My Mom
16. ever go camping? // Yes but a very long time ago
17. do you take vitamins? // Nope
18. do you go to church every sunday? // Nope
19. do you have a tan? // Nope
20. do you prefer chinese food or pizza? // Pizza
21. do you drink your soda with a straw? // If it’s a fountain pop yes. But if it’s out of a can no.
22. what color socks do you usually wear? // I don’t wear socks
23. do you ever drive above the speed limit? // When I do drive some times
24. what terrifies you? // The unknown
25. look to your left, what do you see? // A couch with my headphones and some papers
26. what chore do you hate? // Dishes or cleaning the bathroom
27. what do you think of when you hear an australian accent? // I have no idea tbh
28. what’s your favorite soda? Coke zero, diet dr pepper and orange fanta
29. do you go in a fast food place or just hit the drive thru? // I usually go in, but lately it’s been the drive thru
30. who’s the last person you talked to? // My Sister
31. favorite cut of beef? // Medium rare steak?
32. last song you listened to? // Gold Dust Woman by Fleetwood Mac
33. last book you read? // The Saturday Night Ghost Club
34. favorite day of the week? // Usually Friday, but right now the days of the week don’t really exist
35. can you say the alphabet backwards? // haha NO!
36. how do you like your coffee? // I’m a holiday Starbucks coffee drinker
37. favorite pair of shoes? // My Boston Birkenstock’s or my Arizona Birkenstock’s
38. at what time do you normally go to bed? // 2:30-3am
39. at what time do you normally get up? // Noonish
40. what do you prefer, sunrise or sunsets? // Sunsets
41. how many blankets are on your bed? // One
42. describe your kitchen plates. // White with some goldish floral pattern around the outside
43. do you have a favorite alcoholic beverage? // Malibu rum with pineapple juice or cherry whisky with orange juice
44. do you play cards? // Only Dutch Blitz and occasionally solitaire
45. what color is your car? // I don’t have a car
46. can you change a tire? // Nope
47. what is your favorite state/province? // Favorite state Massachusetts and favorite province Alberta
48. favorite job you’ve had? // Probably the job I have right now
49. how did you get your biggest scar? // From a french fry basket at McDonald’s
50. what did you do today that made someone else smile? Said something funny to my Mum about our dog Joey
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