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2, 3, 9, 10, 12, 13, 15, and 16 for Roses and Thorns?
2. when in canon does your self insert come in? do you have a scene in mind for your entrance?
Welllll, technically she comes in thousands of years before the events of the anime start, but she also comes in about… oh, a year? Six months? Before the events of the anime occur as well! Then she shows up probably around the halfway point of the anime as well—as one of those episodes where Leo meets one of the strange people living in Hellsalem’s Lot! She’s definitely the weird person of the episode, and she’s deeply amused by being considered the weird one. She is, though. Extremely, extremely weird, but very nice :)
Her entrance would probably include her somehow causing a massive accident of sorts via her chasing down some creature, only to just barely avoid accidentally killing Leo in the process. Because of that, she loses the creature and she almost begins to yell at Leo—before losing all the anger she had immediately because Leo seems like a nice young man (direct opposite to her doing the same with Despair, then immediately calling him a bitch-bastard to his face. Despair’s a lot easier to be mean to than Leo). Hijinks ensue as Leo and co end up seeing Chrysi again and again, with her chasing some new case each time. She goes through, like, 13 cases over the course of the episode.
3. how do the other characters generally feel about your self insert?
I think Leo would just think she’s insane, but ultimately very kind! He doesn’t see her a threat—just a convenient friend in the city :) I think you’d be able to sense that there’s more to Chrysi that she’s not saying, which makes you a little wary, but ultimately the same conclusion is made!
Zapp tried to flirt with Chrysi exactly once, before she tried to break his wrist. He backed off after that. Zed is like “Finally, some good fucking conversation.” KK AND CHRYSI ARE BESTIES, IDK HOW IT HAPPENED EITHER, BUT THEY LOVE HANGING OUT WITH EACH OTHER. Klaus and Steven actually don’t really notice Chrysi, which is intentional on her part—she wants to keep her organization secret from everyone, even those in charge of Libra.
Daniel treats Chrysi like his little sister 😭😭😭 But she keeps blowing him off, and he’s a little sad about it (but he’s never going to admit it out loud). He just feels protective of her, since she had a breakup so nasty that she quit her job to cope :((
9. who are your self insert’s closest friends?
YOU and also Adam <33 Adam knows too much about her health condition to NOT be a friend at this point, tbh. OH, also Connie, because I want to give Despair one of Azure’s besties as one of his friends too—which means that Connie’s Chrysi’s new bestie as well!!
10. how do the other characters feel about your self insert and f/o’s relationship?
NOT GREAT. Everyone thinks Chrysi can do so much better than Despair.. Plus, her boyfriend kinda almost completely destroyed the city?? UHHHH, girl, maybe you should turn him into the police? Unfortunately, Chrysi and Despair are soulmates :///
12. how would the fandom view your character?
I can see it being 50/50. Lots of people would think she’s cool and funny and pretty, and others would hate her because she’s dating Despair :// Out of the people that hate her because she’s dating Despair, half don’t like her because she chose to be with the villain even though she’s a “good” person (because the messy emotional journey Chrysi’s going through would be glossed over), and the other half don’t like her because they don’t want Despair to be dating her.
13. does your self insert have any information about their family?
Chrysi has a mother (Aria) that slowly faded over the course of her life, and who is now under the care of Atticus (Immortal Librarian). Her father (Clarence) went missing before she was born, and he is presumed dead. She wound up being raised by her older sister, Nessa, who doesn’t like Chrysi much. She loves her like any sister would, but she doesn’t like Chrysi. She’s got complicated feelings, but she would do anything to protect her sister (ruh roh, she would not like the fact that Chrysi’s dating Despair). Chrysi’s niece, Emery, on the other hand, adores Chrysi! Only an 8 year age difference between them, which makes them feel more like sisters than aunt and niece. Then Chrysi has two nephews who like their aunt, but they don’t see her much :)
15. how does your self insert play a role in the plot of the story? do they help directly defeat the villain, support the heroes, etc.?
Um. Hm. She’s a side character, I suppose. She tried to help stop the Second Great Collapse, but she didn’t want to see Despair hurt, so she wasn’t exactly giving it her all. She mostly helps Leo whenever she shows up though, since she tends to have nothing better to do—plus, she does like to help people a lot :)
16. freebie! name a fact about your self insert you want everyone to know.
Chrysi’s memories of her past life with Despair come back very, very slowly, and they’re all super fragmented!!! She doesn’t get the whole context most of the time. She just knows that Despair loved her deeply and he would do anything for her. Most of the time, that’s all she feels she needs to know. The other part of the time, she’s deeply curious about everything that she did back then—like being an oracle of the gods. Like, that sounds cool as hell. She wishes she could remember more of that.
#i feel like chrysi is in a grey area when she’s in a relationship w despair#like she’s a good person but she allows bad things to happen regardless#and i think that nuance would fly over ppl’s heads#.asks#m.filly✨#s.chrysidespair
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my asks are getting longer and longer, i’d like to apologize to all of your followers 😭
aw that’s great! honestly it’s my own fault for choosing to work weekends 😭 usually it’s not too much, only a few hours, but this weekend i’m gonna be busy 9am to 8pm saturday and probably many hours on sunday too… and then i have two weekends of work from 11am on friday to 9pm sunday 😶 lovely
yeah tbh emotions and honesty is more nice the boring pr stuff, but there has to be some kind of rationality. not carlos going off on twitter over nothing 🫣
welllll what can i say…. my probably longest & most expanded like daydream world is one where liam and i have been best friends ever since we were little kids in new zealand… having raced each other ever since forever and we were like always bound to fall in love 🤪 i shouldn’t go into more details but… i may think about it quite often 😶 maybe like every day 😶
i’d say that since oscar isn’t blonde, it means that my feelings for him go even deeper? since it’s not the hair color i usually go for? 😁 okay but about liam and his smile… there maaaay be a fic in my drafts that started off by me having one single thought, that thought being “no smile has ever been more contagious than liam lawson's.” because in my mind it’s true, i don’t care what other people think 🤷♀️
the streamer era was lovely, there’s just something about the blonde waves flowing out from under the headphones… and like this? lord help me? the glasses??? 😵 i didn’t include liam in my like intro post bcs i only put current f1/2/3 (just like i didn’t include any other freca drivers, reserve drivers etc)(honestly idk why i did that, not like i won’t write about others…) and i think i’ve mentioned him in like 2 posts before…. trying to stay loyal to osc i guess 🫢 but with liam in f1 idk if i’ll be able to help it…
i have stayed up late & woken up early to try to find a free stream to watch him in japan but it has never worked 🥲 i mean the whole alpha tauri circus is chaotic and the fact that yuki has only taken three points all season does look good for liam… like the bar isn’t super high 🫣 i’d be overjoyed if he got his first points this weekend, but also heartbroken since i can’t watch live, lmao! but my fingers are crossed 🤞
(please i’ve been looking at your reblogs and posts and just giggling to myself for such a long time 😭 truly the power of a pair of good hands! and speaking of hands… i know someone else who’s got pretty alright hands…. 👀)
Omg super long one I LOVE IT 🥰🥰
Don’t your worry about it, small community and they can take it or just unfollow lmao
Why did you such a thing? I would never choose weekends over weekdays 😭 that’s just a crime for real 😭 oh damn you’re going to be knackered after that long shift ☹️ what an awful working schedule tho, depressing 😢
Gimme the emotions and not the dry pr answers I want to see how you really feel! Omg they’re still grilling Carlos for that hahaa
CHILDHOOD FRIENDS TO LOVERS AWWWWW🥹 that’s so cute 🥺 you should write it tho maybe 👀👀 you really should go into details cuz now I’m really invested 😭 you can’t keep me hanging like this cmon! Gotta love all the daydreams haha I have a few too 🫣
Trueee he’s a pretty brunette with oh so soft hair… I want to run my fingers through it, it looks so damn fluffy and soft awwwww BUT I’ve seen an edited pic of Oscar with blonde hair… and let me tell you he could pull it off perfectly 😩😩 ITS TRUE CUZ SAME!!! a draft??? Don’t tease me like that, very interesting now 👀 I see him smile and I smile too, just adorable 🫶🏼
The messy blonde hair stuck under his headphones 😩 him running his fingers through it every damn second… THE TANK TOP HE WORE SOMETIMES🫠🫠🫠 showing off his massive arms…. Especially when he touched his hair….😮💨😮💨😮💨😮💨 yeah I loved that era😩😩 same, I don’t have him listed either but maybe next year??👀 ufff Freca.. I gave up on it, I’m overwhelmed with four series already don’t want to get involved to more 😭 having a Liam pfp means you could post about him too 😌 ohhhh so Liam in f1 >>> Oscar in f1?? That’s interesting 🤔
Yeah I got a link for Superformula stream so I try to watch the last round if I don’t forget and I’ll be not dying by sleep deprivation 😂😂😂 cuz my sleeping schedule is the worst! Oh yes! It’s going to be interesting to see how he’s doing in Monza now. But also he beat Yuki no? Okay Yuki had the penalty but also he was right behind him so 👀 and at some point he did have difficulties to switch something on the car and they had to help him explain 😭 fingers crossed 🫶🏼
(Awww nooo way I’ve been noticed by you for a while 🥹🥹🥹 indeed 😮💨 ohhhh spill the tea honey 👀👀)
#asks#Jackie 🧡#buttercup 🥰#we’re going all crazy on these asks haha#it’s getting longer and longer 🫶🏼#Liam#Oscar
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The Bakugou Kids - Bakugou Katsuki
(Dad)Bakugou x (Mom)f!reader
Warnings: Fluff, Crack, Cursing
Summary: Bakugou and Y/N love their son with their entire beings, but sometimes, parents need a break. Especially when those parents are responsible for creating a literal demon spawn. He is kind, well behaved, and cute of course! But he does have Bakugou blood in him. With Y/N already away on a girls trip, Bakugou has to find out how he’s going to deal with his (now) many, many kids.
A/N: You passed down your duplication quirk down to Katsuo.
BAKUGOU’S MASTERLIST
“Are you sure you’ll be okay?” You asked your husband as you stood at the doorway. “Katsumi may be a calm baby but she’s still a baby. And Katsuo’s quirk just kicked in and it is mine. I would know how difficult it can be to manage.”
“Stop worrying, Babe. It’s just a duplication quirk. And he’s only 5, how powerful can it really be?”Katsuki said, wrapping his arms around you. “Just go on your little girl’s trip with Ponytail and Racoon Eyes. I can handle the brat.”
You looked at your husband with a raised brow and smile before rolling your eyes and giving him a kiss. “Alright then. I’ll see you in a few days!”
With that, you walked out of the house and into the cab to meet your friends at the resort. Katsuki chuckled before walking back into the house to find his son napping on the couch. His spiky, blonde locks were all messed up with bed head while his E/C eyes he inherited from you remained shut. Katsuki walked over to his newborn daughter and picked her up while he took a seat next to Katsuo’s sleeping form, rubbing at his soft hair until he woke up.
“Can’t be all that bad, right Katsumi?”
The baby girl merely cooed with sparkling ruby eyes that mimicked her father’s.
—
Wow. Wrong. He was so wrong! It had only been 2 days since your departure but things had already gone so wrong! When you said your quirk was difficult to manage, Katsuki thought it would be difficult for Katsuo to manage. Not him!
Katsuki should’ve known his son would’ve taken the opportunity to act out while his mother was away. He had always been your little angel while Katsuki saw him as his little gremlin. With Y/N gone, Katsuo has been pushing all kinds of limits. Limits that had Katsuki beat.
Katsuo had been fortunate enough to inherit a quirk. And not just any quirk, but your quirk. Duplication. Basically, he can create copies of himself. When you were his age, you could only create 4, max. Katsuo was different though. He had Bakugou blood flowing through him. He was advanced the second he was born. So now, Katsuki was stuck looking after Katsumi, Katsuo, and Katsuo’s 16 other copies.
“Aye! Number 15, you’re gonna break that lamp! 11 and 8! Don’t wrestle in the mud! Go take a bath! NUMBER 3 GET OFF THE KITCHEN ISLAND! KATSUMI!” The adult blond screamed, looking for his infant daughter, eventually finding her sleeping in her little rocker on the living room floor. “Oh right, you don’t talk yet.”
Katsuki sighed as he slumped down next to his daughter, and leaned his back against the couch. He looked around the room and saw the 17 Katsuo’s making a ruckus around the house. All he could do was question how the hell is 3 month old daughter could possibly sleep through all this.
Katsuki almost lost all hope for humanity until a knock was heard on his front door. Knowing exactly who was there, he quickly got up from his place on the floor and ran to the entrance. “You idiots are finally here!”
Katsuki pulled in his 3 friends, the boys of the Bakusquad, and slammed the door shut. The 3 friends all stood in shock at the sight of the house. Not that it was overly messy or anything. It’s just that there were about 16 more figures in the house that aren’t usually there.
“You gotta help me!” Katsuki said, running infront of them, shaking his best friend’s shoulders. “I love my kids! I do! I love Katsuo, I swear! BUT I DIDNT SIGN UP TO BE A FATHER OF 18 FREAKING DEVILS!”
“Okay! Okay, relax man. We’re here.” Kirishima said, patting his friend’s shoulder as he wept. “How the hell are we gonna take care of 17 little Bakugous?”
“Right? We thought 1 Kacchan was a lot. Then you brought another one into the world, who apparently brought some unannounced friends.” Kaminari joked.
“They’re demons!” Katsuki exclaimed. “This has to be some fucking Karma for the shit I did. I knew I should’ve listened to my old hag better. Now shits came back to bite me in the- HEY! PUT YOUR SISTER DOWN! SHE’S NOT A FOOTBALL!”
Katsuos number 7 and 5 placed a sleeping Katsumi back in her rocker with an annoyed pout before running off to play something else.
“Welllll, there’s nothing that 3 cool uncles can’t fix!” Sero enthusiastically said. “Hey kiddos! Who’s ready to have some fun?”
All the mini blondes stopped their movements, some freezing mid-air, and looked to the slim man. They all shouted in joy at the sight of their uncles and ran to pounce on the 3 men, including their father. From the point of view of the boys in the Bakusquad, it looked like a Bakugou stampede.
“Run, run, RUN, RUN, RUUUNN!!!!” Kaminari screamed as the boys all ran for their lives to escape the herd of Katsuos. This was going to be an interesting day.
—
Safe to say after the day had passed, the boys of the Bakusquad were completely exhausted. Sero had half his clothes torn, Kirishima’s hair fell from it’s great spikes and even lost some red hues, Katsuki’s eye bags had never been heavier, and Kaminari was just straight knocked the fuck out. They were all thrown across the couch as Katsumi rested in Katsuki’s arms.
“What do we do?” Kirishima exclaimed.
“I don’t know.” Katsuki said, looking at his scrambling son(s). “There’s just too many.”
“And we’ve already lost a soldier.” Sero said pointing to Kaminari’s sleeping form. Katsuki and Kirishima followed his gaze and bowed their heads in respect towards the defeated Kaminari.
“Well now what? Is Bakugou just supposed to live like this for the next 3 days?” Kirishima asked.
“Hell no. If I do, there’s not gonna be anymore Katsuki. I’ll just be some body without a soul because my damn gremlins sucked it outta’ me.” Katsuki said with his head dropped down.
“Well how do we get them to calm down?” Sero questioned.
“I don’t know. They’re all mini me’s. Nobody could get me to relax.” Katsuki said in defeat, but that’s when Kirishima had a lightbulb go off for him.
“Except for Y/N!” The red head said, popping up from his seat on the couch.
“Uh, if you haven’t noticed Shitty Hair, this all started because she’s away on her trip.” Katsuki said with sarcasm as he looked at his friend as if he was an idiot.
“I know that! But Y/N wasn’t the only one to tame you, Bakugou!” Kirishima said in excitement.
“So then who else?” Katsuki asked.
“You know,” Kirishima smirked. “Denki’s favorite person. Y/N and.........”
It took Katsuki a second before his eyes popped when he finally got it. “No!”
“Yes!” Kirishima said.
“No way! We’re not going to her!” Katsuki complained.
“Who?” Sero asked.
“Nobody!” Katsuki screamed.
“Oh it’s somebody alright! Somebody who was able to tame the beast in Bakugou the second he was born!” Kirishima said.
“Who?” Sero asked. Katsuki finally sighed before he gave in, realizing this was his only hope for sanity. He grabbed his phone and made a quick call before explaining to his dark-haired friend.
“The demon of all demons...”
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The door opened to reveal a tall standing brunette and an elder feminine blonde.
“...My mother.”
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The boys of the Bakusquad all sat lined up on the couch as Mitsuki stood at Katsuki’s end and smacked her son’s head.
“You idiots! Y/N leaves for 2 days and all hell breaks lose?!” Mitsuki screamed at the 3 young men.
“You old hag! Quit hitting me! Ima’ grown man for crying out loud!” Katsuki screamed as he rubbed his head. Masaru simply bounced the sleeping Katsumi in his arms as he watched the scene play out.
“Well if you’re such a grown man then why can’t you manage your own kids without your wife’s help?!” Mitsuki argued, leaving Katsuki silent as he grumbled. The eldest blonde sighed before continuing. “Alright listen, I’ll watch these little devils for the next few days until Y/N comes back. I’d love to spend some time with my grandbrats. Why don’t the 3 of you go take a break and-“
“THANKS! Let’s go losers!” Katsuki said dragging his friends to the exit. Mitsuki and Masaru only laughed at their son’s behavior as they began tending to the kids.
The boys of the Bakusquad all quickly walked out of the house and headed for their cars as they all walked together.
“So, where to?” Sero asked.
“We could go head up that new resort in Tokyo!” Kaminari suggested.
“Naahhh. That’s where Y/N’s having her girl’s trip. Wifey would kill me if she saw me there instead of at home with the kids.” Katsuki said with his hands in his pockets. Kirishima raised his brow at this.
“Oh? So then, maybe we should go back and-“
“You know, on second thought,” Katsuki said with wide eyes once Kirishima made the suggestion. He took his hands out of his pockets and placed them behind his friend’s backs to keep them moving. “Maybe she won’t kill me..if I’m lucky..and wish..upon a shooting star....a million times over. Hah.....yeah. TO THE RESORT!”
As they walked, Kaminari attempted to look at the house once more, prompting Katsuki to turn his friend’s head back around. “No, no, no, don’t look back, they can smell fear.”
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Miss Caroline, can we have your thoughts in this season of Euphoria???
Welllll
Here's the thing. I was spoiled for much of this season, and I do think that colored some of my perspective... but not all of it, by any means. And I think it was a solid season, overall. Contrary to popular belief--better than season 1.
Season 1 of Euphoria, was imo, really laying the foundation for what the show would be on a tonal and plot level. It was a bit uneven in this regard, it meandered a lot... At times, I almost gave up on it because I felt like it didn't really have a plot and was just here to shock people (the Kat plot was a major issue I had with season 1 for this reason). But I still liked it overall, I liked the actors--and mind y'all, I watched season 1 live. There wasn't any clue to where that shit was going, I wasn't spoiled for anything, it just unraveled before my virgin eyes.
I actually felt like season 2 had more of a... point. Issues like Rue's addiction and the complexity of Rue and Jules's relationship were confronted more head on. We got more into the generational trauma behind characters like Nate and Cassie. The world was expanded somewhat with the introduction of Laurie (who........ still seems like a loose thread, and I was a little surprised that the show didn't get more into that, but I'll address that later). I never really understood the critique about exploitation in s2, because honestly? S1 felt more exploitative. The sex scenes were arguably rawer in s1; the Kat plot existed, which was.... mostly exploitation. And I didn't understand the complaints about how messy the characters were in s2, because... shit, they were pretty fucking messy in s1, weren't they? Much of the messiness seemed like a natural extension of where they already were--Cassie seeks validation from men and she also hates herself and wishes to be punished, so of course she hooks up with a guy who will fuck and validate her while also punishing her in an emotional sense by being Maddy's ex, and in a very literal sense because he is Nate oh my god. Rue and Jules's relationship was never fucking good in s1, so it only got worse in s2 because neither of them actually addressed their actual issues with each other and more importantly with themselves (Rue replacing drugs with Jules when she could; Jules seeking affirmation of her femininity from cis women in a similar manner that she did with men in s1. Naturally, as neither of them actually fixed their own internal wounds, Rue turned again to her true addiction, and Jules returned to seeking that affirmation from men--though I also have to say, wild to me that people ever thought Jules saying she had no interest in men was a forever thing, because I genuinely saw that as Jules *choosing* not to be interested in men while figuring her shit out as a teenage girl).
I think one of the things I liked most about the finale, actually, was Rue saying that Jules was her first love... Or was she, because Rue was so fucked up on drugs when she was with Jules that she didn't know. I actually ship Rue and Jules very hard, but I always struggled with what the show wanted me to interpret their relationship as. In s1, it sometimes felt like Jules wasn't so much into Rue as she was into being loved, and she didn't know how to express love in a manner that wasn't romantic or sexual. In the same sense, I couldn't tell how much of Rue's feelings for Jules were about Jules, and how much of them were about the drugs... And it was kind of validating to see that Rue doesn't know either. I don't know if it's the end for those two forever, but I do know that they can never know if they actually truly love each other until they are both in a much healthier place.
I don't know why anyone ever thought the show was trying to redeem Nate Jacobs lol. Even after the finale, I don't see that as Natedemption at all. Rather, Nate turning his father in to the cops was a more reasonable, less jail time-involving version of executing the fantasy he had when he was in the hospital. He dreamed of his father dying--that was his true happiness, not being with Cassie. By having him put away, he gets the same thing. He gets to be the alpha. Nate is a horrible character, but I do find him kinda fascinating in that he's a clear... I don't know if the medical term would be sociopath or psychopath, but he's something. I always felt like, even when he was being seemingly "genuine" with Jules, his feelings for Maddy, Jules, and Cassie were more about how the girls reflected his fantasies, and reflected his mental image of himself. The feelings were ultimately about him. The only person who I think Nate has genuine emotion about, that isn't just about feeding his own fantasies or ego, is Cal. I didn't feel like Cal's mea culpa to Nate was particularly earned, as the last time we saw him he was basically like "fuck all y'all I wanna go suck dick Nate you're a monster".... But I think that the conclusion the show came to, that Nate is an abuser who was essentially abused, is valid. Because I think we can recognize that many abusers have suffered abuse (as is often the case in real life) without excusing the abuse they inflict. It's understanding the source, not excusing the actions. I think that Nate turning his dad in had nothing to do with getting justice for his victims--it was about getting justice for Nate. It was revenge, pure and simple, for the very real torment that Cal inflicted on Nate, which was the veeeeeery indirect result of the pain Cal felt throughout life.
I do think Maddy could've had a stronger arc this season. I appreciated her growth and self-awareness, I think she's a wonderful character, and I actually think her scenes with Minka Kelly were very revealing. But there could've been more, and I wanted more. And of course I wanted more with Kat--I 100% believe that Barbie and Sam had conflict which led to her leaving the set and him cutting her scenes down. However, I don't know the circumstances that led to this, and tbh... If you leave set (twice, allegedly) yeah, you probably will get your storyline cut down somewhat. It's not very different from me refusing to do my job and having my hours cut. I really like Barbie, I get it, Kat's one of my favorite characters, it sucks... But I'm not going to jump to conclusions on either Sam or Barbie being the GREAT EVIL of that situation until I have credible information on it. Either way, it doesn't seem like Barbie wants to leave the show at this point.
Now... Lexi. I love Lexi. I ship Lexi and Fez. I do not think I love Lexi for the reasons that fandom loves Lexi at large lol. I think Lexi is a fucking freak of nature, and I say that affectionately. I think she is pretty much exactly what Cassie said she was in the finale--living out her life through others, because she has not lived it out herself, and she's jealous. There's something incredibly real and raw about that, which is why I have affection for Lexi. I think she's very much like a nerdy, poor, Blair Waldorf type without the confidence--a bit desperate to prove herself and be loved and receive the accolades she thinks she deserves, while always being very conscious of the people who overshadow her. The play was truly a psychotic piece of work. No matter what kind of beef I have with my sister, I can't IMAGINE airing her shit out like that. Or Maddy's, or Kat's... Or fuck, Nate's. Nate is a fucking psychopath and I don't feel bad for him as an individual, but it is a little weird to me that we were all applauding a character being outed like that. I mean, I get it, but... I don't get it. I get why someone like *Maddy* and her friends would be like "you get what you get", and I'm not gonna cry for Nate, but it's just one of those things where... Idk, it was weird. A principles issue, I guess.
But what was truly odd to me was that people got over it and clapped for her? Like? I get that Maddy appreciated the Nate callout, but it's like... She still aired your shit out. I don't know why Kat would EVER be okay with Lexi after having her dom plot exposed. And Rue was just... okay with those incredibly intimate moments being exposed? That was inconsistent for me. I didn't get it. And sure, the school at large may have not recognized the characters (though a lot of people did, right? Like Maddy and her clique seem popular and well known at least, rumors would've had to spread about them) but once it became clear that this is what Lexi was doing... I feel like people would've thought that was weird in general? I don't know, the EVERYBODY CLAPS conclusion of that arc was very off to me.
However, I do love Lexi with Fez. And I do not think it is a case of a tender love in which they shall hold hands and tenderly kiss. Fez telling Lexi that he thinks the play is a GREAT IDEA!!! that will not cause ANY CONFLICT!!! is 100% because he wants to touch her boobs, and that's valid. I enjoyed their antics immensely.
I knew Ashtray was marked for death early on, partially because spoilers and partially because no shit Sherlock, but it was still sad to see him go out. I foresee a dark!Fezco arc. Sincerely awaiting the reveal that Fez or his grandma sold Lexi's dad drugs, and for Lexi to be all "BUT DADDY I LOVE HIM" and become Fez's like, moll while they fuck on a grimy couch.
Anyway, that's how I feel.
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👀 hi if its ok to request, how about a lil fic with fem mc/asra in which asra gets a very nice rimjob from mc? a sort of, him riding her face kinda thing? maybe, he finishes on her chest or something..i dunno. ive been really enthralled by just. the idea of eating that Magician Ass yknow? thanks!!
One Asra Ass-Eating Face-Riding Extravaganza Coming Up!
Content warning: ~Lemon~, ass eating.
man hear me out for a second but if asra can make his hands hot or cold u think he can fucking flavor his butthole we are not going to explore that in this post but its a thought for your consideration————————————————————————–
She was practically dragging Asra through the halls of the palace at the end of the day. Asra was staying at the palace for a few nights to help the Countess, Julian, and his parents with the new aqueduct project. She was able to come visit him tonight, though, and she wanted to waste no time getting settled in his loving arms again.
Closing the door behind them, Asra scooped her up and planted delicate kisses on her face. She blushed and wrapped her arms around his neck, happy to finally be with him again. She buried her face in the crook of his neck, wholly entranced by the feeling of his warm skin under her lips as she gave kiss after kiss. She was pulled out of the moment when she heard a low gentle moan from Asra’s throat. Pulling away from his neck, she flashed him a sultry look.
“Do you like that?” She whispered the words while trailing her finger under his chin. Asra bit his lip and nodded, a light blush spreading across his cheeks.
“The things I want you to do to me….” He looked off over her shoulder, seemingly resigned to the fact that they wouldn’t happen. She placed her hand on the side of his face and kissed him firmly on the lips.
“Welllll,” she said, dragging her thumb across his lips,”they’re not expecting you back until morning and you do have this big, plush, bed in here.” Asra raised his eyebrows in near-surprise. He leaned in and kissed her with a smile playing on the corners of his lips.
“Sometimes I forget how lucky I am that I finally get to be with you.” He mumbled his words and blushed furiously. She took his hand and led him over to the edge of the bed, pushing him down playfully.
Asra put his hands around her waist and pulled her into his lap. He left teasing bites along her neck; with each one she let out a loud gasp. As he took some skin between his teeth, sucking gently for a long moment, she moaned much more loudly than she should.
“You’re going to let the whole palace know what we’re up to in here, aren’t you?” he teased.
“If that’s what you want, I’m sure I can manage it.” She giggled as Asra’s face turned red to the tips of his ears. “But if not….you could, oh, I don’t know, sit on my face and shut me up.” Flustered, her words came out in a rush and she bit her lip in anticipation of his reaction.
“I might just have to take you up on that.” There was a glimmer of excitement in his eyes. He helped her slide her garments off and threw them into a messy pile on the floor. By the time she laid down in the bed, Asra’s clothes were also scattered haphazardly around the room in his haste to get them off.
He climbed on top of her and gave her a few more passionate kisses while her hands ran through his hair. With a satisfied smile he turned around and knelt down with one knee on either side of her head. She grabbed his hips and gently lowered him to her face. Gently spreading his cheeks, she got to work with her tongue, swirling it in circles around the opening. With every move of her warm tongue, Asra let out a gasp, slowly starting to grind his hips into her face. Asra was soon hard himself. He grabbed his cock in one hand and put his other hand on her chest for balance as he stroked himself as well.
The faster she moved her tongue, the faster he moved his hips until he was moaning loudly himself with every sway of his body. She pressed her tongue in harder, eliciting a loud noise from the back of his throat. Asra kept gasping her name over and over as she dug her nails into his hips, pulling them hard onto her face. The bed they were on creaked and groaned with every movement but neither of them cared.
“Ahh, fuck,” Asra nearly yelled out. He was close and they both knew it. She worked putting renewed pressure on him with her tongue while he moved his hand quickly up and down his length. With a last guttural moan of her name, Asra finished all over her chest.
Breathing hard, Asra flopped over next to her with his head near her knees, lacking the strength to even right himself. They laid there together breathing hard for a moment, gently stroking the other’s leg. She got up and fetched a cloth to clean herself off, before going over and cleaning Asra off as well. He didn’t seem to be in any state to be able to walk yet. She settled in next to him and they curled into each other’s arms.
“There is one bit of bad news though.” Asra’s eyebrows raised up.
“Hmm?”“I can talk again.” She winked at him as they both burst out into laughter.
#Anonymous#asra#asra x mc#asra alnazar#asra lemon#lemon#the arcana#asra the arcana#the arcana game#the arcana asra#mine#hope this is what you wanted!
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Kagaminette headcanons
just a few headcanons i came up with because i love these two too much ajskjask someone send help (also my first time doing headcanon things so I hope they’re good??)
Ships: kagami x marinette and some adrien x nino
first of all, they definitely indulge in each other's hobbies
kagami teaches marinette fencing and a bit of martial arts because "you never know when you might need to defend yourself" and when mari is better than she expected she's just ten times more impressed but also "how did you get so good?? those skills are not beginners luck" and mari just...sweatdrops
but they have a few fencing rounds together and yes kagami defeats her every single time but mari is surprisingly decent so it's not too one-sided. it's thanks to her superb reflexes
of course, when they stop and kagami runs a hand through her hair mari melts and is like ohhhhhh no she's hot
kagami knows what she's doing come on this girl never hesitates
and when it comes to fashion, mari helps style her girlfriend for events where she's usually the plus one herself
she always makes kagami shine though and kagmai's always like "hey save the best clothes for yourself" "nope they're definitely yours"
kagami is the best model in marinette's opinion
she's unnervingly still when mari takes measurements and mari is so thankful for it until she looks up and meets kagami's intense gaze and is like oh no she's hot x2
kagami is just thinking "how is she so cute when she's focused oh my god stop great just great she's bleping she's bleping like a cat"
she barely even notices mari's noticed her but really even if she did, she wouldn't care because like...this girl is sure of herself and loves any opportunity to fluster marinette
sometimes tho, kagami talks about ladybug when ladybug and chat noir do a particularly great save that day
and she unintentionally goes on - well not on and on but mari knows her well enough to know when kagami really respects and admires someone
and when kagami talks more than like, five minutes about ladybug, mari just slowly gets more and more flustered
warning bells are ringing and of course tikki in her purse can hear it but she's not worried about anything other than marinette's obvious flustered reaction. it's quite funny
kagami notices and is like "oh i didn't mean anything mari. you're the only one i have eyes for" and mari's not sure if it's better or worse that kagami thinks she's jealous of...well...herself
still she finds it amusing that her 'competition' is .... well. herself once more
kagami is a flirt too
they go on another ice skating date this time with just the two of them and the ice rink is much more crowded but it's fine because kagami's got her hand in mari's or her arm around her waist and she spins mari a lot and gives her a lot of intense stares
And if its a movie date kagami doesnt even bother with the yawning trick she just wraps her arm around maris shoulders nonchalantly and basically forgets her arm is there but mari does NOT forget poor girl is burning up and then kags is like "are u okay mari?" And she takes her arm off to better turn to her and mari is like "yep im fine totally fine!!!" But inside shes like "..pls..put ur arm back.."
mari hates and loves it because half the time spent on dates is just her blustering and blushing
but
but
on the rare ocassion that mari gets kagami flustered
oohhhh boy
kagami is Shocked and she's thinking "thank you lord that this girl is my girlfriend how did i get such an amazing girlfriend thank you" and she tries to hide her shock but it's not working
mari is sooo proud of herself in those moments
she's thinking "i actually made her flustered omg!!!"
tho really, it was all alya's idea - alya's pick up lines and 'training'
alya: girl we need to get your flirting game up
mari: i...really dont think we need to
alya: hustle up. alya's flirting lessons one oh one have begun
it's a mess of smolders and smirks and two-eyed winking but by the end, alya's lessons pay off and mari pulls off a smolder that gets kagami fuming in love
on the other hand, kagami is the one to give lessons to adrien
"first lesson, adrien. learn to figure out if they're just a friend or more than that for god's sake"
adrien is SufferingTM
kagami offers firm advice but... this boy doesn't really... want to use any of it
and his firm insistence that "nino is just a friend!!!" just makes kagami want to rip her hair out
but when adrien and nino finally start going out, the two fencers talk about their significant others loads during matches
it's a mess
"marinette made me another scarf today it's so cute" kagami says as she thrusts forward with her sabre
"really??? that's great!! nino made me a playlist of songs. i still don't understand how he gets them to be so right" adrien replies as he flips backwards in the air to dodge (because he obviously can)
the rest of the class stares in wonder
and if mari and nino come to watch
if it's mari there, kagami defeats adrien effortlessly and vice versa if it's nino
oh but heaven help if they both come
they did once
and the two were so desperate to Impress that the match went on forever. it was more intense than the first one they ever did
mari and nino both pledge never to watch together again
also concerning lila and chloe and stuff
Kagami does Not Tolerate Any Of Their Crap
if they so as much as glance in mari’s direction wrong, she’s whipping out her sabre that she keeps somewhere because reasons and mari’s like nooonn onono it’s okay
hell hath no fury like kagami when she learns that lila threatened mari ooh boy
(and this is since i believe that chloe would have gotten a better redemption arc if well...certain people had cared about the storyline and actual character development)
so even after chloe is ‘redeemed’ and working to become a better person and even if marinette is like “it’s okay now kagami. that’s all in the past!!” kagami does not trust her yet
if they have a group outing kagami subtly makes it that chloe stays on the opposite end and that the two are never left alone
but she really makes sure that no one is left alone with chloe because marinette’s friends are...welllll not really her friends too, but marinette’s friends are people to care about at least
so kagami’s a bit protective but when she knows the extent of how much marinette is used for her kindness she’s just....she does not want her girlfriend to be used anymore
they help each other in that account
kagami helps marinette be a bit more ‘selfish’ and learn to put her happiness equal, if not in front of other’s happiness and to ‘never hesitate’ and marinette helps kagami to be a bit warmer to those she’s just met and have had a bad first impression on and to wait things out a bit just in case because whilst never hesitating may be good sometimes it’s not good for all things
so from what we’ve seen i think we can gather that kagami’s family is like, high pressure and all?? if that’s the word because of kagami saying stuff like “second chances don’t exist in my family” and all (i’m paraphrasing tho...oof reminds me of adrien too much. are all the rich families in miraculous just gonna have bad homes....)
so i think when kagami meets tom and sabine she’s shocked
she hides it well but it’s so....different from home... especially when they all have snacks in the lounge and they all eat on the couch whilst talking and it’s so informal but so....nice
and kagami learns a bit of baking
she’s stiff at first because it gets messy
and marinette notices a bit of dough on kagami’s face and it’s so out of place from her girlfriend’s usual neatness that she just laughs and kagami starts to laugh as well and it finally breaks the tension in her and then baking becomes fun and they do it like every week because kagami lowkey demands to do it and she buys all the ingredients herself
they make some new products for the bakery actually!! after a lot of experimentation and adjustments, tom and sabine find one of their cake recipes too good to hide away
and the two spend a whole afternoon trying to name it
or more like, kagami puts in loads of suggestions because again she never hesitates (im sorry i mention that too many times) and that’s great for brainstorming and all but half her suggestions are.....
“the sabre” “will people actually...eat something like that...”
“the ladybug” “the cake isn’t even red and black themed!”
“the marinette” “no” “!! why not??” “...why”
in the end, they name it something relating to chat noir because it’s chocolate and dark enough to pass as black
kagami secretly sulks because she really wanted to honour ladybug
(chat is ecstatic and was once seen buying a whole cake of it. nadja had lots to report that day)
so marinette responds with helping her make a ladybug themed cake
both of the cakes become a hit with birthday parties
and marinette would never have realised how much trouble it would’ve actually brought her
because when chat made one appearance at a party using his cake, paris went wild
it was never spoken aloud but then ladybug was expected to show up so now she and chat have ‘surprise’ appearances at parties - not all of them of course but they make an effort and marinette knows when a party is happening because the parents obviously get the cake from their bakery
kagami is lowkey so happy though that something she made had such an impact and connection with ladybug
mari is so happy seeing her girlfriend happy but they are not doing that again
#miraculous ladybug#kagami tsurugi#marinette dupain cheng#kagaminette#marigami#marinette x kagami#kaganette#kagami x marinette#kagami tsurugi x marinette dupain cheng#my work#headcanons#th sksks this posted before it was ready#fhsjlakfkald never using the app again
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Little Peter (Part 2)
Peter Parker x Reader || Fluff - (Part 1)
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A/N: Thank you all for your support on the first part of Little Peter! I truly appreciate it. Here’s the second and final part!
Warnings: Just like two swear words I guess. Mentions of events from Endgame.
Summary: After not answering your texts or calls for a whole week, you demand for Tony to tell you where Peter is only to find out that he’s still his kid self.
You stepped on the gas pedal when the Avengers Compound came to your view, fury written all over your eyes. You slammed on the break and parked right in front of the building, not even caring that you almost crashed into Tony Stark’s car. You stepped out and marched towards the entrance. Tony saw you from the inside and immediately his eyes widened with fear.
“Oh shit,” he mumbled under his breath as he jogged to meet you outside. “Hey, (Y/N). What’s up?”
You crossed your arms and tapped your foot against the ground. “Where is he?”
Tony glanced at his watch, trying not to meet your glare. “Where is who?”
“Don’t play dumb with me, Tony,” you rolled your eyes. “Where is Peter? He hasn’t been answering my texts or calls for more than a week and knowing him, he’s probably here.”
Tony shrugged. “I don’t know where he is. Now why don’t you scurry off and-”
“You of all people should know where Peter is. Please just tell me,” you pleaded, laying off your anger.
Tony sensed the concern and worry radiating off of you and he softened. “Alright, promise me you won’t get mad.”
“You know I can’t promise tha-”
“We haven’t switched him back to his regular self,” Tony quickly said, avoiding your arms the moment they flung up.
“WHAT!” you screamed. “Tony, it’s been a whole week! You said you would fix this!”
Tony rubbed the back of neck with shame. “I know, I know. He just won’t cooperate with me,” he shrugged, swiftly turning around to walk back into the Compound.
You rolled your eyes and followed Tony into the building. Immediately you were greeted by a pair of arms wrapped around your waist. Any previous signs of your anger seemed to vanish as soon as your eyes landed on the boy who was giddily squeezing the life out of you. Tony noticed how tight Peter was squeezing you so he practically had to pry his arms off of you.
“Hiya (Y/N)!” Peter grinned once his arms were released from you, showing you his toothless grin that you had forgotten about.
You ruffled his brown curls. “Hey, Peter,” you smiled, crouching down to become eye level with him. “What have you been up to this past week?”
“Welllll,” Peter started, scrunching his face while he thought of where to start, “Mr. Stark has been telling me a lot of stories.”
You raised an eyebrow at Tony, who looked back at you with a smirk. “What kind of stories has Mr. Stark been telling you about?”
“They’re all about you,” Peter excitedly said, deciding to sit on the floor. “He talks about what we’re like in the future. My favorite story that he told me was about how he once saw me killing bugs for you as you threw your shoes at them.”
Your face burned up with embarrassment and you looked up to meet Tony’s amused eyes. “You saw that?”
“You bet,” Tony chuckled. “Have the whole thing recorded. Showed it to Barton and his earbuds basically broke because of your shrieking.”
You stood up and shook your head, using your left hand to cover how red your face was getting. Peter tugged on your right arm and shyly smiled.
“I’m gonna get something that Mr. Stark made me,” he announced, jumping up to dash down the hall.
You laughed and turned to raise an eyebrow at the man, but he looked lost in thought. “Tony?” you asked. “Everything okay?”
“There’s another reason why I’ve kept Peter this way,” Tony quietly confessed, looking behind you to make sure Peter wasn’t back yet. You motioned for him to continue and he said, “The kid saved me. After the fight with Thanos again, I was a mess. It was pathetic. When little Peter happened, well, I had to babysit him which was, first of all, annoying. I mean geez, the kid is more energetic than his usual self. He could run a marathon for God’s sake-”
You crossed your arms and narrowed your eyes. “What’s your point?”
Tony sighed and turned to sit on a nearby sofa. “Kids have this power to make you feel alive again. When this Peter came, he broke everything out of me so I was my real self. Then of course he would break my belongings and I would be upset, but he would laugh as if it’s all a big joke and all my anger disappears. It’s like he saves me from drifting off and becoming someone else.” Tony noticed that you were trying to absorb everything he was saying, but you still had this look of confusion on your face. “Look (Y/N), in these 5 years, we lost a lot. We lost Peter. I cried just as much as you did. Seeing him as a little kid, he just doesn’t know what happened. I guess it’s his innocence that kept my true self alive.”
You looked down and took in what Tony was saying. You hugged yourself and said, “Don’t get me wrong because I’m grateful that this all happened for you, but. .I had to go through this tough week without him by my side. I miss our Peter.”
“I know,” Tony replied, softly smiling at you. “I miss him too. I’ll fix everything today. In the mean time, you need to keep the kid some company so I can actually focus on something this week for once.”
For the past hour, Peter had been holding your hand and leading you around the Avengers Compound. During the little tour, Peter had been showing you around excitedly and not once did his smile fade. His energy had been so infectious to the point where you didn’t even know when was the last time your smile left your face while being in Peter’s presence.
Peter tugged on your hand and pointed to the room that stood before the both of you. “Mr. Stark said that this room is mine. He said I stay here a lot when I’m not at home or with you. I think you’ll like it in here.”
Together the both of you entered the room and you were in awe with how neat the room was. To the right of you were lap equipment that sat on the table nearest to the wall and they were all arranged. Peter’s notebooks were lined up on a bookshelf above the table. On the left lied a couch and a coffee table in front of it with papers neatly stacked atop. There was a TV nearby with another small bookshelf underneath it that held more notebooks. In the back of the room was a brown desk with more papers and a laptop. You were slightly offended that Peter managed to keep this whole room neat, but he couldn’t keep his actual room, heck even his laundry, neat like this in his apartment.
“Mr. Stark and I cleaned this room a while ago. It was really messy a few days ago,” Peter explained when he saw the shock registering on your face.
That explained a lot.
From the door, you noticed that there was a frame that sat on the desk. You made your way to the desk and picked up the frame with a smile.
The frame held two polaroids and they were both of you and Peter. One was a polaroid of the both of you snuggled against each other on a bench in Central Park during the winter. Peter wouldn’t allow you to leave your apartment without you completely bundled up with scarves, a hat, and a coat so you were cocooned with warmth. Peter was equally bundled as you, but you both were still shivering so you guys solved the solution by snuggling for warmth. A lady that sat across from you on another bench, randomly happened to have a polaroid camera with her. She thought that the both of you were absolutely adorable so she offered to take a picture of the scene. You remembered Peter panicking over keeping the polaroid in his jacket pocket so the lower temperatures wouldn’t stop the film from developing.
The second polaroid was from the first time you and Peter went roller skating. It was a total last minute thing that happened when you and Peter’s friends dragged you both along to the rink. You both were a complete mess, tripping multiple times and flailing your arms around. When you two got the hang of skating, MJ snapped a polaroid of the both of you skating and smiling while holding hands.
That’s when it really hit you with a pang in your heart. You really missed Peter. As much as you loved the younger version of him, you needed your version back.
“You miss him,” you heard Peter state from behind you. You turned to face him with a tear threatening to fall. “Older me.”
You nodded with a small smile. “Yeah, I do.” You turned back to face the frame, not knowing what to say to this Peter. You didn’t want him to think you didn’t like this younger self of him.
It was silent for a few moments until Peter broke the silence, “You’ll see him soon, (Y/N). I promise,” he proudly announced, enveloping his arms around you. You melted under his grip, but you suddenly frowned when you realized you couldn’t stay longer. “I’m sorry, Peter,” you apologized, giving him a sympathetic smile. “I have plans to eat out with my friends in an hour so I have to leave now.”
Peter grinned and tightened his grip around you. “That’s okay, (Y/N).”
You laughed and ruffled his hair, pulling away from the hug a few seconds later. “I’ll see you soon, yeah?”
“Yeah, really soon,” Peter enthusiastically replied, his smile bigger than ever.
By the time you arrived home at your apartment after hanging out with your friends, night had already fallen and you were exhausted. You pulled your keys out of your pocket and fumbled with the door’s lock. Your eyes were greeted by an unexpected attack of light once you pushed the door open. As your eyes adjusted to the light, you cautiously entered your apartment and closed the door behind you. It wasn’t like you to leave for the day without turning off the lights.
That’s when you heard something fall, really loud, from the direction of your bedroom.
You swiftly walked to your bedroom, with your phone ready in your hand just in case you needed to call the police. You gently placed your hand on the knob and quietly turned it. You creaked the door open and peaked through the space. There was a blanket covered lump on the floor beside your bed. What alarmed you was that this lump was the size of a human.
You pushed the door open more and you entered the room cautiously. You eyed the lump and made your way to it warily. You crouched down and grabbed the blanket, tossing the it off the figure.
The first thing you saw was a mop of brown hair and you laughed. “Peter, what are you doing here? You really got me scared for a second.” The mop of brown hair popped up and the figure turned its head to face you. “PETER? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?” you exclaimed with excitement. It was your Peter. The Peter that had been gone for a while now and the Peter that you had been missing.
Peter raised an eyebrow and scratched the back of his neck. “Didn’t you just ask that?”
Not even bothering to answer his question, you flung yourself to Peter and squeezed him into a hug. Peter laughed and tightened his arms around you. You smiled and rested your head onto his chest. “I missed you so much,” you whispered, listening to the sound of his heartbeat.
You felt Peter shake with laughter. “You missed me that much, huh?”
You sat up and shook your head with annoyance. “Peter, you were gone for a week. Maybe a little bit longer than that. That’s the longest we’ve ever been apart in our relationship so it felt really new to me.”
“Oh, right,” Peter replied, widening his eyes with realization. “I’m sorry, baby,” he apologized, rubbing your back with a frown. His smile lit up after several moments and he laughed. “Mr. Stark told me that you met my younger self.”
“I did,” you smiled, recalling everything that happened with him. “He’s really sweet and incredibly adorable.”
“Hmm,” Peter grinned, pulling you to his chest again, “he sounds just like me. Would you mind telling me what happened while I was gone?”
“Of course,” you replied, “as long as you tell me what you did.” Peter agreed and together you delved deeper into the night while listening and telling each other your stories.
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★ INTERVIEW THE MUSE
“Squirrel powerrrr!”
► ARE YOU SINGLE? ➭ “Tragically so! But, to be fair, it’s not like I’m really looking for anything. So sorry Spirale hopefuls, but this gal’s off the market.”
► ARE YOU HAPPY? ➭ "Well, sure! Most of the time, anyways. I’m going back and forth sometimes, but I think I’m getting better. No one can be happy all the time.”
► ARE YOU ANGRY? ➭ “Aren’t we all? I try not to wallow in it too much, though. Unless Hazama is involved, fuck that guy.”
► ARE YOUR PARENTS STILL MARRIED? ➭ "Gosh, I sure hope so. I haven’t really been able to contact them in a while. But everything was great the last I heard, so I’m sure it’s all fine now!”
NINE FACTS.
► BIRTH PLACE ➭ "The good ol’ Hierarchical City of Shinatsu. They call it number 11, but it’s number one in my heart!”
► HAIR COLOR ➭ "Just shades of brown. I got these cool stripes though, they run in the family. They are also brown.”
► EYE COLOR ➭ "Brown again.”
► BIRTHDAY ➭ "April 2nd! Let me tell you, I am so glad I dodged that April 1st birthday. Can you imagine what a pain that would be?”
► MOOD ➭ "I’m... just vibin’ right now. Takin’ it easy, takin’ it sleazy. You know how it is.”
► GENDER ➭ "Just a girl. Who is also a squirrel. I only say that because it rhymes.”
► SUMMER OR WINTER ➭ "Gotta be summer! Beach days, bustin’ watermelons, picnics in the shade, it’s all better when it’s sunny out! When it gets cold I just wanna... bury some nuts, for some reason...”
► MORNING OR AFTERNOON ➭ "Morning’s my time, because I just love to watch a good sunrise. Also a nice time to do some training before everyone else wakes up and gets in your way.”
EIGHT QUESTIONS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE.
► ARE YOU IN LOVE? ➭ "Sure! Not, like, a romantic love, though. Was that the question? Oh, then I don’t think so.”
► DO YOU BELIEVE IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT? ➭ "That’s just called infatuation. How can you love someone you don’t know? Love’s all about getting to know someone inside and out, and the bonds you make over the course of that. I-I mean, if I had to guess!”
► WHO ENDED YOUR LAST RELATIONSHIP? ➭ "Uh, work. I know that’s kinda boring, but our schedules just didn’t match up. No loss, though.”
► HAVE YOU EVER BROKEN SOMEONE’S HEART? ➭ "Gosh, I hope not. But, y’know, I am really hot and unavailable, so the answer is probably a tragic yes.”
► ARE YOU AFRAID OF COMMITMENTS? ➭ "Nahhhh. I mean, probably not? Y’know, I don’t know, I’ve never really had to think about it... Now that I think about it, going out with someone would probably cut into my time with my friends, so would that really be worth it? Oh, I gotta think about this now...”
► HAVE YOU HUGGED SOMEONE WITHIN THE LAST WEEK? ➭ "Man, I hugged someone on the way here! You just can’t have too many hugs! Life’s too short to not let people know you care about them, you know?”
► HAVE YOU EVER HAD A SECRET ADMIRER? ➭ "N-no, I don’t think so. I had a lot of secret haters in the Academy though. Well, it wasn’t exactly secret, but- anyways, let’s move on.”
► HAVE YOU EVER BROKEN YOUR OWN HEART? ➭ "I... I don’t... I’m not really sure how to answer this one. I guess I have, in some ways. I don’t know if it was in a romantic way, though. At least, I don’t think it was. Man, this love stuff’s harder than I thought...”
SIX CHOICES.
► LOVE OR LUST ➭ "Why not both? Both are fun, both are nice. Even if it’s been a while since I did the ol’ horizontal innuendo...”
► LEMONADE OR ICED TEA ➭ "Lemonade, but only because the caffeine in tea is a little much for me. You’ve seen me, right? I don’t need a second reason to be bouncing off the walls.”
► CATS OR DOGS ➭ "All the animals of the world are my kindred spirits! Even... even the snakes. Even though the creep me out, I still appreciate them.”
► A FEW BEST FRIENDS OR MANY REGULAR FRIENDS ➭ "I got both, baby! If I just need some best buds, I got Tsubaki, Noel, Mai, people like that! And if I need someone for a casual hangout, I got plenty of people like that too! Man, it is just great to be me.”
► WILD NIGHT OUT OR ROMANTIC NIGHT IN ➭ "Oof, some extremes here, huh? I do like the nightlife of the city, but I don’t really have anyone to spend a ‘romantic’ night with. You gotta have both, y’know? Sometimes you gotta stay in and charge your batteries so you can burn ‘em all the next day!”
► DAY OR NIGHT ➭ "I know I said morning earlier, but I prefer the night. I used to do a lot of my work at night, so I did a lot of overnight shifts. I guess I’m just kinda used to it now.”
FOUR HAVE YOU EVERS.
► BEEN CAUGHT SNEAKING OUT ➭ "Yes. By Tsubaki. It was very difficult to get past her since we lived in the same dorm.”
► FALLEN DOWN/UP THE STAIRS ➭ "Almost never. You’re probably surprised, right? Well, let me tell you that this tail of mine really does wonders for my center of balance. It’s almost unfair!”
► WANTED SOMETHING/SOMEONE SO BADLY IT HURT? ➭ "...Yeah. And we got her back, so... that was nice.”
► WANTED TO DISAPPEAR ➭ "When I was younger, sure. I always thought that I just had to put up with all the bad shit in my life, and sometimes you just wish it could all... go away. But then I met some people who helped me move past that.”
FOUR PREFERENCES.
► SMILE OR EYES ➭ "This might be kinda corny of me to say, but I love to see people smile. A real smile, like with a laugh thrown in too. Really just warms up the heart.”
► SHORTER OR TALLER ➭ "Well, I’m the tallest of all my friends, not by much though. Most of the guys I know are taller than me, most of the girls are shorter, so... both?”
► INTELLIGENCE OR ATTRACTION ➭ "What, like brains or body? Uh, well... I’d prefer someone who takes care of themselves, and everyone’s smart in their own way so I guess I’d go with the latter.”
► HOOK-UP OR RELATIONSHIP ➭ "Haha, uh. Tsubaki, don’t read this one. I’ve had both, and the former is just a little more stress-free, you know? As long as everyone’s going in without any expectations, it’s just a nice time. Relationships are kinda tricky, I haven’t really had one that worked out.”
FAMILY.
► DO YOU AND YOUR FAMILY GET ALONG ➭ "Oh sure! I love my mommy and daddy, and all my sibs too! Mekoto, Mikoto, Mokoto, Mukoto, and even Mykoto!”
► WOULD YOU SAY YOU HAVE A “MESSED UP LIFE” ➭ "Uhhh, sorta? I mean, first, when I was younger, I had to deal with a lot of hate just because I was a beastkin. That never really ends, you know? And then when I thought stuff was getting to be ‘normal,’ I discovered a giant governmental conspiracy, and my best friends got brainwashed two separate times, and it’s just been very messy overall.”
► HAVE YOU EVER RAN AWAY FROM HOME ➭ "Nope! Not like there was a lot of places to run to down there.”
► HAVE YOU EVER GOTTEN KICKED OUT ➭ "Let me tell you something. Growing up, family was all we had sometimes. And we never turned our backs on each other, not once.”
FRIENDS.
► DO YOU SECRETLY HATE ONE OF YOUR FRIENDS ➭ "N... No. How could I? Even if a lot of them are from noble families, and they’re all humans too, they’ve all been... really good to me. I don’t hate them, it’s just... I can’t ever forgive how some of those people treated me.”
► DO YOU CONSIDER ALL OF YOUR FRIENDS GOOD FRIENDS ➭ "Sure! I wouldn’t want to be friends with someone I didn’t think I could rely on in a pinch. And I’d do the same for them, of course.”
► WHO IS YOUR BEST FRIEND ➭ "Noel! Tsubaki! Those are my top two! I’ve known them for years and years, I love ‘em with all my heart, and I’d do anything for ‘em! If you were to ask me ‘Makoto, what’s your goal in life?’ I’d tell you it’s to make sure that they’re living their best lives! I mean... they saved mine. I owe them everything.”
► WHO KNOWS EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU ➭ "Welllll, Noel and Tsubaki probably come closest... But there’s some things I can’t tell them. Like, you think I can tell Tsubaki how I lost my virginity? That’s probably kill her outright. And I could never tell Noel what I think of her ‘cooking,’ if you can even call it that. That would just break her heart. Besides, no one can know everything about another person. There’s some stuff everyone just keeps to themselves.”
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15 questions meme
tagged by @turianosauruswrex a while ago, thanks!
Are you named after someone? nope, my parents literally found my name in a baby-name book and liked the meaning (something like "of the Lord" or "gift of God").
Last time you cried? haha welllll that would probably be when Endgame came out and what I was getting from my thirdhand accounts was that not only was Loki still dead, the time travel overwrote everything, so what we were left with was a single timeline where 2012 Loki left with the Tesseract, wreaked havoc, gave it to Thanos, and died anyway, so it felt like...you know, it wasn't enough for them to kill my boy, they had to make him evil again and shit all over his memory and it seemed really awful and mean-spirited. also I think I was PMSing so that didn't help, but the result was I spent most of a day genuinely struggling not to cry. the time before that was probably back in November, the first time I walked Hazy, because she looked so much like Scully from behind and I was hit all over again with how unfair it was that he was gone and how much he'd lost over the past year or so even before he got sick. the last time I actually full-on sobbed was October 5, the day he was put to sleep. (I was also trying to get over a cold at the time and could barely talk, so the combination meant I REALLY had a terrible time making myself understood and I used up a damn mountain of Kleenex.) I really don't cry much, and maybe that's not super healthy because I hear it's supposed to be cathartic, but I don't remember ever getting that--it's just messy and I get an awful headache, and I don't so much get to a point of feeling cried out as much as I just get sick of it and make myself stop.
Any kids? lol no. not like, living human children. I do have a "my kids" tag though. and Loki is my disaster child. and some of my action figures are my kids. I always assumed I'd have kids because it's What You Do, so I don't think I realized until at least college that it wasn't necessarily something I wanted, and then I eventually realized it was something I actively didn't want. I don't mind being an aunt, but aside from not having a chance to buy some fun baby gear I've seen (like a vampire-teeth pacifier), there is literally not a single part of the child-making-and-having process that appeals to me.
Do you use sarcasm? possibly too much. sometimes I confuse older people when I say, with obvious sarcasm based on the context, that something bad is great, and then I realize I have no idea how else to convey, like, a tiny bit of dark humor about something bad, and I’m a millennial so I gotta make those Jokes(TM) to cope
First thing you notice about a person? I...don't know. this always strikes me as a weird question because it's like...you mean a random person I walk past on the street, or the first thing I notice when I actually meet somebody? it depends on the person, too, because for instance if some random stranger has really rad dyed hair, I will definitely notice that and probably compliment them.
What’s your eye colour? hazelish, which is a fancier way of saying I used to think they were green but they’re more brownish than that without being outright brown.
Scary movies or happy endings? "both is good" dot gif
Special talents? ummm. I'm pretty resourceful, is that a talent? I'm often the person who goes "oh I have that in in my purse, want to use mine?" when somebody needs a bandaid, ibuprofen, a screwdriver, fingernail clippers, iPhone charger, etc., although of course the drawback to that is I'm kiiiiind of a hoarder and I'm almost incapable of packing light. finding random Loki stuff might count as a special talent at this point, idk.
Birthplace? middle of nowhere Minnesota.
Hobbies? Reading, writing, collecting Loki stuff, attempting to customize action figures, cosplay but I'm not very dedicated or good at it, video gaaaaaames (but I’m also not very good at it)
Do you/have you played any sports? I was on the swim team in Barrow for a while but it was like...not really a competitive thing, just the next thing to do after swimming lessons. also entirely my parents' idea; I mostly hated it. (now swimming is one of the few forms of exercise I don't hate, in part because you can't feel yourself sweating when you're in the water.)
Pets? sweet but dumb Siamese-looking cat named Smocha (smoky + mocha). extremely silly, wiggly, kind of high-strung little dog named Hazy.
Height? 5' 3.75". that three-quarters of an inch is important.
Favourite subject in school? probably English because I pretty much always knew what I was doing.
Dream job? are we talking "literal dream job that doesn't actually exist because nobody would ever pay money for this" or something more realistic? because if it's the latter, I really don't know--I'd like to be a published author but not as an actual job, for instance, and at one point I thought I'd love to write for BioWare but now I think working for almost any game company would be a nightmare. if it's the former, I would like to receive a good salary and benefits to sleep as much as I want, play games, write fic, and cuddle my dog, so obviously that is never going to happen because that’s not a job.
I do not have the brain power tonight to tag anyone, sorry
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Butter Me Up
In which Spencer’s daughter has picked up a few tricks from her mom
a/n: Okay, so this story is my submission for @captainreid‘s 700 Challenge! I was given the word: Blandishment. Which means “flattery intended to persuade” And, obviously, I needed to go the dad!Spencer route because it’s me and that’s what I live for. Hope you enjoy!
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She had her father’s hair, but that was pretty much the only thing Spencer’s 4-year-old daughter had inherited from him. The rest of her personality was entirely from you, which is partially why you assumed she got away with so much when it came to her dad. In the same way that Spencer would bend over backwards for you, he did the same for her and neither of you even really had to try.
Such was the case today. You had gone out to run some errands and spend a bit of time with some friends, and left your daughter at home. Spencer had put her in her room for a bit of quiet time while he got some work done and, so far, she hadn’t made a peep. You had given up on naps a long time ago, but she loved having quiet time when she could read or color or play with the the toys in her room. Some days, you or Spencer would spend that time with her and watch a movie or snuggle up on the couch, but she was just as happy to have that time alone.
Spencer had just finished going over a lesson plan for his next class when he heard her bedroom door open and she scuttled across the floor in her mismatched socks until she was beside him.
“Daddy?” she asked, tentatively.
Spencer kept his eyes glued to the paper in front of him, but answered her sweetly.
“Yes, love?”
“I made you something.”
Now Spencer did look up, opting to exchange the rather dry teaching material for whatever his daughter was holding out to him. He smiled when she handed it to him, looking at the bright colors and shapes that littered the crisp, white sheet of paper. It was obvious she had taken out nearly every single color in the box to add to her creation, and she was beaming up at him while he looked at it.
“Whoa!” Spencer exclaimed, mouth opened in exaggerated shock. “Did you draw this all by yourself?”
His daughter nodded, proudly, placing one hand on his knee so she could lean in closer and look at it with him.
“That’s you, daddy!” she said, pointing to a very obvious stick-figure looking object in the middle of the page. “Look, you’re wearin’ your Snoopy tie and crazy socks!”
Spencer chuckled as he nodded along with her commentary. The tie he had on in the picture didn’t resemble the cartoon dog whatsoever, but it was clearly covered in little white blobs that he assumed were meant to represent the animal. She had drawn his “crazy socks” almost up to his knees. One was bright pink and the other striped like a blue and yellow candy cane. It wasn’t all that far off from real life, other than the length. His hair, too, was not all that far off. She had drawn it messy and curly, framing it around his face and almost down to his chin.
“What this part?” Spencer asked, pointing to some wispy lines near the top that looked a bit like letters but not fully formed yet.
“It says, ‘I love you daddy an’ you’re the best daddy in the whole world’.”
Spencer wrapped his free arm around her and brought her up until she was seated in his lap. He leaned over and placed a smacking kiss to her forehead.
“Well, I love you too. It’s beautiful, munchkin. Thank you.”
He expected that to be the end of it, but his little girl wasn’t quite finished.
“Do you know why I wrote that, daddy?”
“Because you love me?” Spencer winked.
“‘Cause you do a lot of fun things with me, an’ you’re really nice and smart, and mommy says you’re handsome.”
Spencer laughed, looking down at her with an amused look on his face.
“Oh, she does, does she?”
His daughter nodded, keeping the most serious face she could.
“I think you’re handsome too, daddy. And I love you because you read me stories and play wit’ me, and make me macaroni and cheese ‘cause you’re the best daddy ever.”
Despite feeling his heart melt at her words, Spencer couldn’t help but wonder if there was an ulterior motive at work. You would often start listing things you loved about Spencer right before you went into your spiel about how you would realllly love it if he went out and picked up some ice cream for you, or gave you a back rub because he was “the best husband in the world”. Spencer knew well enough by now that his daughter had picked up a few of those tricks.
It was when she wrapped her little arms around his neck and started kissing his cheek that Spencer realized he was in for more than he bargained for.
“Are you trying to butter me up?” he asked, chuckling as he helped her balance on his knee.
She pulled away and looked at him in confusion.
“I don’t want to put butter on you, daddy. That’s gross.”
Spencer laughed, kissing her again.
“It means you’re trying to get me to do something for you by telling me all the things you love about me so I’ll be more likely to give in. Your mommy does it, too.”
She scrunched up her nose and Spencer knew he had cracked her.
“What is it that you want, munchkin?”
“Welllll....can we go to the playground an’ then for frozen yogurt?” she asked, putting on her best sweet voice. She leaned in a bit closer with her big, puppy dog eyes and started batting her eyelashes at him. “Pleaaaaseee? Pretty please, daddy?”
“Where did you learn how to do puppy dog eyes like that?” Spencer asked, smirking. “You really are your mother’s mini-me, aren’t you?”
He stood, lifting her up into his arms, and walking over so he could pin her drawing on the fridge.
“Tell you what,” he said, “it’s almost dinner time so if you can be a big girl and help daddy make dinner so mommy doesn’t have to when she gets home, I’ll take you to the playground later this evening and we can get a special treat afterwards, okay?”
Her eyes lit up, nodding enthusiastically and presumably a bit in surprise at how little persuasion it had taken. Spencer sat her down on top of the counter, poking her tummy as she let out a giggle.
“There’s one more thing I need, though,” he said, wiggling his eyebrows. “If I’m taking you to the park, I’m going to need a little payment from you first.”
“Do you want the money in my piggy bank?” she asked. “I have a quarter.”
“Nuh-uh, not that kind of payment.” He puckered his lips. “One kiss, please.”
His daughter grinned and leaned in to press a very enthusiastic and over-dramatic smack to his lips. Spencer caught her in his arms, blowing raspberries all over her face and neck while he tickled her sides, sending her into a fit of giggles.
Yeah...he didn’t need a lot of persuasion when it came to his girls.
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You’re a masterpiece
My prompt
Your boss paid me to paint something on the walls. There are so many details, my hands hurt and I stand most of the day. You felt bad for me and gave me a coffee. As you came to see my work I decided to take a sip but i didn’t look at the cups. It was water I used to clean my brush and now it’s on your face.
May has you paint a mural in the apartment
A/n Long time no see. There is another a/n at the end but for now enjoy =)
You have lived in your apartment building your entire life so you knew everybody and their business.
Progress was being made until there was a slam in the room next door that shook the whole wall. The wall you were painting. The wall the ladder was fragilely leaning on.
You screamed holding onto the ladder and the paint.
“Fuck fuck fuck fuuuuuuucccckk” Curses flew quietly out of your mouth as the ladder stopped moving and you had spilt only minimal paint on your hands and floor. Thank GOd you had put a tarp down.Slowly and carefully, as to not spill any more paint you, went to wash your hands of the paint because you wanted to be extremely careful with this mural and wiping your hands on your paint jacket and pants were not going to cut it.
“May!!! Was that you?” You shout as you finish washing your hands. You went back to the wall and back up the ladder. There was footsteps and then the door flew open
“Who’s here?” Brown eyes and floppy hair entered the room holding a kid-sized baseball bat
“The name is Y/n”
“What are you doing here?” he asked as you turned back towards the wall
“May hired me to paint a mural in this room.” You said going back to your stroke. “ Also can you be careful with whatever you just did? The thump against the wall almost threw me and the paint off the ladder.”
“Yea sorry I didn’t know. She didn’t tell me she was getting her room painted.”
“It’s all good no harm was done.” You scraped some paint off with a different tool to make sure there were no drips
“So should I go? Do you need anything?” He asked.
“Nah just carry on with your life. Pretend I’m not here.”
Hours passed and you had started the detail working from the top to the middle. you were bent sideways while painting because the area of the detail was low enough to not need a ladder but high enough to not be on your knees.
“How is it coming along?”
You stood up straight and your back cracked when you did.
“WEll I am about half way there.”
“Are you going to come back tomorrow?”
“No I can finish it tonight.”
“Its ten o’ clock”
“Are you kicking me out?”
“What?! No I was just wondering. May isn’t going to be back tonight.”
“Good then she can get surprised tomorrow.”
“Ok well I’m going out for the night.”
“Have fun with that. Be careful there are tweakers out there.”
“I will. I’m locking the doors. Don’t unlock them for anyone. I have the key.”
“I doubt I’ll be leaving this room very much.”
He smiled and walked out.
It seemed like forever and you didn’t end up finishing until 3:07 in the morning. Hair in a messy bun and paint flecks were everywhere on your clothes. Your whole body was tense and you were just cleaning up tiny details at this point. Needless to say, you nearly had a heart attack when the door slammed open.
You screamed and flinched at the noise.
“Shit I almost spilled.... Oh hey Parker.”
“Hey Y/n I brought some coffee.”
“Thanks thats really sweet.” You said taking the coffee and popping the lid off to smell it.
“So is the mural all done?” He asked leaning on the wall as he said it.
“Welllll... I suspect im going to have to do a bit of touch up on the paint you just leaned on, but other than that its coming along pretty good.” You retorted as Peter’s eyes became wide with realization as he stood up straight.
“OH MY GOD IM SO SORRY I THOUGHTY/N IM SORRY”
You laughed setting down your coffee. “ Its ok Peter you didn’t smudge as much as I thought you did. You have paint all over you now though.” you inspected the damage. If you weren’t so sleep deprived you would’ve been yelling.
“This will come out right?”
“I mean you have to put it in the wash right away....” You said and instantly Peter started stripping his sweatshirt off and he didn’t have a shirt on underneath.
dear lawd
“Y/n?”
“Yea..”
“The mural?” His face flushed fuschia noticing your more than obvious staring.
“Right.” You snapped your attention back to the mural. “Make sure to put it on warm water when you wash it.”
“Got it.” he walked away without another look from you, but the back of your neck was burning.
sorry this kinda sucked and was short but if you want a part 2 of this lemme know
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A/N SO a somewhat quick note. I have not been writing recently because..... life tbh. Between school has been the top priority and I haven’t been able to write in a while. That being said with summer coming I am free to write and will be hopefully be posting 2 or 3 times a week but I need some prompts so if you guys have requests or a list that would help especially with characters. I have a few ideas since infinity war came out...... jeez that movie killed me. ANYWAYS see you later lovelies.
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You get to do 1-100 as well~ huehuehue ♥
Alright, alright. FINE.
1. What is you middle name?JoAnn. It’s a mixture of my mom and dad’s middle name.
2. How old are you? 26. Yuck. I am getting too old. Someone save me.3. When is your birthday?May the 4th be with you. :)4. What is your zodiac sign?Taurus5. What is your favorite color?Red. :)6. What’s your lucky number?Prooooobably 7. 7. Do you have any pets?Not at the moment. No. 8. Where are you from?Lame state called Indiana.9. How tall are you?4 foot 11...10. What shoe size are you?Uhhhh. I can wear a size 4 in little girls. O.O11. How many pairs of shoes do you own?Like one. 12. What was your last dream about?Hahaha, I am DEFINITELY NOT telling you how that dream went. ;)13. What talents do you have?Well, not to brag, butttttt. I can play piano, guitar, and flute. I am pretty great at video games too. I can sometimes draw as well.14. Are you psychic in any way?Not really..15. Favorite song?Do I have to choose? There are too many good songs out there. O.O16. Favorite movie?Ohhhh shit. Uhmm..I really like The Notebook. Buuuut, there are a few others I absolutely love. One of them being The Skulls [has Paul Walker in it]. Let’s see. The Fast and Furious series. Plus many, many more. 17. Who would be your ideal partner?Welllll, I am currently talking to someone right now. He wants to make this a long term thing. I wanna scream, but I am staying as calm as I can. He is so sweet, he is up front about everything, he makes me a priority, he is supportive, he is just...gosh. It’s so hard to explain, ya know? 18. Do you want children?I’ve got one kiddo, but I do want to try again. At least for one more. 19. Do you want a church wedding?No. I want a beach wedding. Just the sound of the waves crashing upon the sand while we say our vows. The wind blowing in our hair. I am going to stop myself..I don’t wanna get too caught up in the moment lol. 20. Are you religious?Not really. 21. Have you ever been to the hospital?Plenty of times. Let’s see. I got my tonsils removed, I broke my left wrist, then my right. I had my kiddo, and I don’t remember what else I was there for. 22. Have you ever got in trouble with the law?Nope. 23. Have you ever met any celebrities?Yes. Nolan North, Troy Baker, Jonny Cruz, Markiplier, Jacksepticeye, Raab Himself. Gosh, there are many more. 24. Baths or showers?Either. 25. What color socks are you wearing?Grey.26. Have you ever been famous?Nope. :) 27. Would you like to be a big celebrity?Uhmmm, not really? But then again, I wanna be a voice actor/band manager soooo. 28. What type of music do you like?Metal, some rap, rock, anything besides country [ew]29. Have you ever been skinny dipping?Nope. Never. 30. How many pillows do you sleep with?Four. 31. What position do you usually sleep in?Tummy. 32. How big is your house?Not very big. Big enough for me and my kiddo though. :)
33. What do you typically have for breakfast?Cereal. lol. 34. Have you ever fired a gun?Nope, but hoping to be able to here soon. 35. Have you ever tried archery?NO! BUT I WANT TO! May do that here soon too.36. Favorite clean word?Sunshine.37. Favorite swear word?F U C K38. What’s the longest you’ve ever gone without sleep?A week. 39. Do you have any scars?Yes. One where my sister hit me with a tennis racket when we were younger. XD40. Have you ever had a secret admirer?Yes. 41. Are you a good liar?I hate lying. Therefore, the only time I lie is when I need to. 42. Are you a good judge of character?Yup, sure am. 43. Can you do any other accents other than your own?God..uhm, somewhat of a british one? 44. Do you have a strong accent?Some people say I have a VERY strong southern accent. 45. What is your favorite accent?British 46. What is your personality type?No idea. All I know is that I’m nice lol. 47. What is your most expensive piece of clothing?LOL. A Redbubble shirt. 48. Can you curl your tongue?No, but my sister can. 49. Are you an innie or an outie?What do you mean by this? Like my belly button orrrrrrrrr? Cuz my belly button is an innie???50. Left or right handed?Left. :) 51. Are you scared of spiders?Uh...who isn’t?52. Favorite food?No idea to be honest. O.O53. Favorite foreign food?None.54. Are you a clean or messy person?I can be both. 55. Most used phrased?Fuck me.56. Most used word?Fuck. 57. How long does it take for you to get ready?Like 5 minutes lol. Unless I am putting on makeup, then 10. 58. Do you have much of an ego?I can. 59. Do you suck or bite lollipops?You know I do that suck. XD60. Do you talk to yourself?In my head, yeah. 61. Do you sing to yourself?All the time. 62. Are you a good singer?People think I am, but I don’t think I am. 63. Biggest Fear?Heights. 64. Are you a gossip?Nah. 65. Best dramatic movie you’ve seen?Gosh, I can’t remember the name of it. 66. Do you like long or short hair?Hmmm. On me, short hair. On guys, medium to long hair. 67. Can you name all 50 states of America?Yes, if there is a map in front of me. XD68. Favorite school subject?History. 69. Extrovert or Introvert?A little of both?70. Have you ever been scuba diving?Nope, but wanna go!71. What makes you nervous?Oh gosh. Seeing my love again after 12 years, tests, heights.72. Are you scared of the dark?I have to have a TV on, or I can’t sleep. I wouldn’t say I am scared of the dark. 73. Do you correct people when they make mistakes?Nah. Just my sister lol. 74. Are you ticklish?I WILL go into survival mode if tickled. 75. Have you ever started a rumor?Nope. 76. Have you ever been in a position of authority?Nope. 77. Have you ever drank underage?I had a fuzzy navel at like 15. If that counts.78. Have you ever done drugs?Nope. 79. Who was your first real crush?The guy I am talking to now. 80. How many piercings do you have?None. Thought I do wanna get my eyebrow pierced. :) 81. Can you roll your Rs?“Sometimes. 82. How fast can you type?Almost 100 WPM. 83. How fast can you run?Not very fast. 84. What color is your hair?Brown. Or as it says on my ID ; BRO85. What color is your eyes?Also; BRO86. What are you allergic to?Codeine. Cinnamon. 87. Do you keep a journal?Yup. I wreck it though. 88. What do your parents do?Hell, I don’t know. My Dad works with meds, I don’t know what my mom does because I barely talk to her. 89. Do you like your age?NO. But then again yes. 90. What makes you angry?People who aren’t nice. 91. Do you like your own name?Eh, sort of. Not really.
92. Have you already thought of baby names, and if so what are they?Nope, not yet. 93. Do you want a boy a girl for a child?I already have a boy, I would very much like a girl. 94. What are you strengths?Things in life that doesn’t kill me. 95. What are your weaknesses?My son, and my love. 96. How did you get your name?My Dad named me. 97. Were your ancestors royalty?Apparently they were. 98. Do you have any scars?I thought I already answered this one?99. Color of your bedspread?Grey with yellow, blue, orange, and black stripes. 100. Color of your room?A nasty ass pasty white color.
#long post#good lord this took me longer than i wanted lol#but it was fun#:)#thank you for asking#bxptist
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gem, honey, wiggly, tootsie x
♡ gem - who are your favorite tumblrs? ♡
⏤ oh no don’t do this to me. i love all my mutuals tumblrs, that is how i started following them in the first place, right? but, in terms of aesthetics (bc i try to keep this blog more aesthetic than kpop but taeyong is my aesthetic); @tsarizu // @dreamirene // @hycna // @somilovebot // @flowrbud // @hyokko and that’s all that come to mind right now lo siento
♡ honey - coffee or tea? how do you take it? ♡
⏤ water. i don’t really care for tea, and coffee, no matter how much sugar is added to it, is too bitter for me.
♡ wiggly - are you a messy or tidy person? ♡
⏤ welllll, okay so when it comes to things school related (so my homework, binders, folders, highlighters, etc.) are all tidy! but like,,,,,, my room,,,,,. sis. I’m a pretty messy person but i am also a clean person this is important to note. messy and dirty aren’t the same things,,, i am v clean.
♡ tootsie - what kind of friend are you? ♡
⏤ i like to believe i’m a good friend. i listen well and empathize a lot, and i am very willing to sacrifice my time or money for my friends. i also randomly compliment my friends via several long texts, and i am very openminded so i usually like what my friends like, im also very supportive but will be honest when my friends are making a bad decision. but i lack in some places, like i can’t constantly talk to my friends / hang out with them bc I’m very introverted, and i get friend jealous and butt hurt pretty easily.
#( anon if u decide to come forward ill add you to my growing list of favorite people )#( no pressure though )#( thank you for the ask all the words you chose were so cute )#anon#/asks
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G&M: Chapter 5 - Bonus Scene
Did somebody order an extra helping of kink shit with my OCs? No? Welllll, here you go anyway! Feat. the girls this time.
Based on [this here fic]
kink shit content: post-stuffing; belly rubs
non-kink shit content: tfw u have a crush on ur friend but don’t wanna make things awkward; also that friend is straight and ur not oops
Kara was being a good friend. That was all.
That was why Malia was pressed against her side, stumbling and hiccuping like that cute girl Kara had helped home after the Solstice Festival a few years back. That had been a good night—the shimmering heat, the sticky feeling of skin against skin, shared bursts of tipsy laughter.... The fact she and that girl had slept together a week later and enjoyed a passionate fling over the rest of the summer also sweetened the memory a bit.
This was a whole different situation, of course. Because Kara was just being a good friend. And rather than being drunk on elderberry wine, Malia was stuffed with so much food that her tummy was sloshing audibly. Even with Kara’s help, she had to stop to groan and catch her breath every few steps as they climbed the stairs from the common room up to their dormitory.
“Ooh, gosh...” she panted as they reached the landing. “I really think I’m gonna explode.”
“Come on, Mal, you’re almost there! You want to lie down, don’t you?”
“Ugh, yes. I could sleep for a year....”
“So let’s get you to bed.” Kara gently tugged at her elbow, and Malia groaned and followed, docile with fullness and impending slumber.
Kara gently deposited Malia on her bed. The mattress creaked as she sank onto it.
“You’re the best, Kara.... I honestly think I’ll just sleep in my clothes. I only have to....” Malia fumbled in her hair, trying to free it from its messy bun. “Could you possibly help me with this? The hair clip was a gift from my mother, I would hate to ruin it.”
She bent her head, and Kara obligingly unfastened the clip and pulled it free. It was a pretty thing, adorned with thin twists of silver in the shape of crystal-studded vines. Kara would never dream of wearing something like that herself, not in a million years.
“It’s cute,” she said aloud. “Very you.”
“Oh! Thank you, I’m glad you think so! Just put it on the—hic—dresser, if you don’t mind.”
Kara had never been in Malia’s room before. She was not surprised to see that although they’d been living at the school for less than a week, the place was perfectly decorated and organized. The top of the dresser was covered with a bit of lace cloth, upon which sat a brush and several small glass jars of hair oils and skin creams. Behind it, a cluster of books stood between a pair of ceramic bookends. They had titles like Markets and the Monarchy and Historical Perspectives on the Joining of Zlott.
In the mirror, Kara could see her friend sinking back into the pillows. She looked sleepy and dazed. Her eyes were half-lidded, her cheeks flushed, her long black hair falling loosely around her face. One hand rested on her belly, which was swollen out into a rounded bulge that rose and fell gently as she breathed.
She had eaten so much. Kara was pretty sure that tiny girl was holding more food than the two boys sitting downstairs combined, a feat she’d accomplished with terrifying, single-minded ferocity. She wanted to increase her stomach capacity and so here she was, too bloated to move. Malia seemed incapable of doing things by halves. Maybe that was why it felt so special, to see her like this, all soft and sated and luxurious and cute...
Kara glanced down guiltily. It would probably be wisest if she just left as quickly as possible.
Then again, as her Great Aunt Janice always said, a little stupidity now and again keeps life interesting.
She put the hair clip down and went to sit on the edge of Malia’s bed. “Feel better now that you’re horizontal?”
“A little.” Malia hiccuped spectacularly. “Ooh… but that last tea cake was too much… my tummy was already aching, I really shouldn’t have….” Her hands found the sides of her belly. “Gosh, Kara, it’s so big! Even after the Banquet, it wasn’t this big.”
“Ha! That’s because you’ve been filling yourself up all day.”
“Hmm, I suppose you’re right. I must’ve eaten… what was it, four sandwiches at lunch? And those apples during afternoon lecture? And all those strawberries and tea cakes… on top of two helpings of dinner…. two big helpings, ooh....”
“Don’t forget the almond tarts. You must’ve had half a dozen of those.”
“Oh, right.” Malia closed her eyes. “No wonder I’m so heavy and full. Ugh, my poor tummy.... Feel it, Kara.”
Kara froze. “Um, I—”
“Seriously. Feel how hard it is.”
Against her better judgment, Kara placed a hand on Malia’s belly. It was warm and firm and round. Just a slight bit of give, and then an unyielding tightness under the smooth, soft skin. Malia sighed at her touch, shifting slightly on the bed, and a tide of shivering warmth swelled in Kara’s guts.
Oh Creator, this could not be happening. Kara had walked down dead-end streets before. She knew exactly how awful it felt. There was no hope, Malia was one of the straightest girls she’d ever met. And their friendship was off to such a good start.
“Crazy, right?” Malia said.
“…Yeah. You feel really full, Mal. Does it hurt?”
“Yes. But… is it strange if I say that it’s not a bad kind of pain?”
“No. That’s not strange at all.”
“What you’re doing is helping too.”
“What I’m—? Oh. Shit.” Kara realized that she’d unconsciously began to rub over Malia’s tummy. She pulled her hand away like she’d been burned.
“No, no, keep doing it...” Malia mumbled, and like some kind of idiot, Kara obliged. “I feel really good like this.”
And I feel really good like this, Kara thought privately. Here, just the two of us, me rubbing your tummy....
She shoved that thought down quickly and said, “I always thought there was something really pleasurable about the way you feel when you stuff yourself. That heavy, sleepy, indulgent feeling. I always liked eating because of that.”
“So that’s why you’re such an exceptional di-mage, huh?”
“Me?”
“Yes, you.” Malia opened one eye to look at her before letting it flutter closed again. “You’ve cast twice already and none of the rest of us have managed it yet. You’re a natural.”
“Heh, well... keep eating like this and soon I’ll have nothing on you.”
Malia’s lips curled into a soft smile. “And I do plan to keep eating like this.” A heavy sigh escaped, and she settled more deeply into the pillows. “You’d better watch out, Kara Baker... ‘cause I’m coming for you....”
Kara found herself speechless. Which was okay, because Malia was clearly more asleep than awake.
An infinite, perfect illusion of a moment passed. Then Malia snored quietly, and Kara was jolted back to reality. She jumped up, feeling a little creepy and a little guilty and like maybe Malia would not want her touching her belly if she could see what was running through Kara’s head.
She stood in the middle of the room for a moment, trying to gather her steaming, scattered thoughts. Then she picked up the blanket from the foot of the bed, draped it over Malia’s sleeping form, and left the room, shutting the door quietly behind her.
#stuffing kink#belly rubs#this sorta evolved from me trying to get into kara's head a bit more#typical that I get distracted from actually continuing the fic :P#ginger and mint#I made this
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All of em, fuck me up with those autumnal asks
oh lore
lantern - how did you meet your best friend? What were your first impressions of each other?
well on the first day of kindergarten she walked up to me and asked, “Do you like Pokemon?” I asked what Pokemon was. My first impression was ‘??’ and hers was, I’m assuming, righteous outrage on my behalf
frost - if you could give some advice to your younger self, what would you say?
don’t paint your kougra halloween. paint lution. you fucking fool. you goddamn fucking fool
maple - is there a hobby / skill that you’ve always wanted to try but never did?
always wished i could do sean-nos dancing but… [gestures at leg]
harvest - what fictional character do you most identify with? Why?
[sweats nervously] uh. well. adrien but i don’t want to say why bc i’m a sensitive baby
fireside - if you had your dream wardrobe, what would it look like?
honestly pretty much this exact wardrobe but my mom magically stops complaining about it
cider - a food that you disliked as a child but now enjoy?
tbqh there are none? if we can do beverages then uh. i used to prefer diet coke to diet pepsi. would still drink diet pepsi, just didn’t love it as much.
amber - share an unpopular opinion that you may have.
i don’t like soulmate aus ú_ù my great shame
fog - how well do you think you’d do in a zombie apocalypse scenario?
welllll, it depends if they’re runners and how contagious the zombie thing is. i can’t run for shit but i’m very, very good at hiding, and even better at beating the shit out of stuff that’s trying to kill me, so. if they sprint and all it takes is a bite? i’m fucked. but if they have to actually kill me first i’ll make it a while.
jack-o-lantern - if you could look like any celebrity, who would you choose?
i wouldn’t tbh
spice - have you ever encountered a house that you believed to be haunted?
nah
orchard - share one thing that you’d like to happen this autumn.
the neopets plot!
crow - which school subject do you wish you had an aptitude for?
wish i could do chemistry tbh. not enough to actually go out and learn chemistry, but i wish i’d taken it in highschool or something, you know?
bonfire - describe your dream house.
tudor style… cottage-esque, but bigger to hold all the secret passageways and shit. garden/forest. lots of climbing plants.
cinnamon - if you had to live in a time period different than the present, which would you choose and where?
the future, after the revolution
cobweb - (if you’ve graduated) do you miss high school?
yeah, kinda. mostly i miss hanging out w my friends every day. y’all are alright
cranberry - what’s one physical feature that you get complimented on?
oh, my hair. it’s always my hair tbh. v eye-catching.
maize - share the weirdest encounter you’ve had with a stranger on the street.
one time a guy came up to me at the transit center and gave me a four leafed clover, then gave me his phone number for “purely platonic purposes”
quilt - how do you take your tea (or coffee)?
to the trash! [airhorn sounds]
pumpkin - do you think that humans are inherently good or bad?
i think good, tbh. to get a bad person you have to actively try and fuck ‘em up
moonlit - are you a neat or messy person? Is your room / house orderly?
my lifestyle has been described in the past as “organized chaos,” which is to say, i’m a hoarder, but i’m v neat
flannel - have you ever gone on a bad date?
hoo! yeah. that was uh… that was an experience.
cocoa - if you could have any type of hair, what colour and cut would you have?
i mean this is mostly good but i wouldn’t say no to a little more red u know
ghost - is there someone that you miss having in your life?
i miss my cat, man. he’s not even dead he’s just sitting on a chair too far away for me to pet. he’s so far :(
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[MERECK]
[4;45PM]: I just want to do what feels good and right. And not overthink.
[4;45PM]: And right now I’m laying naked on my bed.
[4;46PM]: I’m warm. I don’t even have energy to get dressed.
[JONATHAN]
[4;45PM]: Not overthinking is good, but you do have to think at some point.
[4;45PM]: Anyone that walks in could get a show. You should cover up unless you’re trying to make me jealous of your bunk mates.
[4;46PM]: I’d bring food and leave it outside your cabin but if I know what cabin you are in that might prove difficult overall.
[MERECK]
[4;47PM]: Well yes if you aren’t thinking you’re dead.
[4;47PM]: I’ll just stand there with my dick in the window. And you can put a bagel around it.
[4;48PM]: ;)
[4;48PM]: Stranger?
[JONATHAN]
[4;49PM]: Not necessarily. Some people live their lives mindlessly and not questioning.
[4;49PM]: That wouldn’t be the thing I would put around it.
[4;50PM]: ;)
[4;50PM]: What’s up, poet?
[MERECK]
[4;51PM]: what would you put around it, Stranger?
[4;51PM]: Am i a bottom?
[JONATHAN]
[4;52PM]: Probably my mouth.
[4;52PM]: That worries you?
[4;52PM]: You don’t have to be, no. I always felt bottom and top defines more than your positions, it says something about your attitude. Most people are both.
[MERECK]
[4;53PM]: damn.
[4;53PM]: No. just was curious because it seems like… the trend with our… experiences.
[4;53PM]: Most are both?
[JONATHAN]
[4;54PM]: What can I say? I can’t resist when it’s you.
[4;54PM]: They have. Do you want to be one?
[4;54PM]: Yes. From what I know, which is limited in it’s own right, most take turns.
[MERECK]
[4;55PM]: Did you really just say that?
[4;55PM]: I just got dressed too.
[4;55PM]: I like that. Taking turns. I say this because I feel like it’s going to happen.
[JONATHAN]
[4;56PM]: Sorry, was that too much?
[4;56PM]: Oh, I see. Well, maybe for the best. You need food if you’re going to sustain yourself through all our recent activities.
[4;57PM]: You really feel that way?
[4;57PM]: You say these things and I get ridiculously hopeful.
[MERECK]
[4;58PM]: No. I like it. And that’s where I am nervous.
[4;58PM]: Dinner then back to the room. Maybe it’d be better if we texted tonight so I don’t have to worry about anyone overhearing.
[4;59PM]: you get hopeful about fucking me?
[JONATHAN]
[5;00PM]: I can stop if the nerves ever become too much. Just know that. You have that control.
[5;00PM]: I’m sitting in the cafeteria already, it’s fairly crowded.
[5;01PM]: Mostly about being with you, but that too. :)
[MERECK]
[5;01PM]: I know. Thank you. [5;02PM]: Is it?
[5;02PM]: Supposedly Dax is there.
[5;02PM]: Which means sneaking booze into our lemonade.
[5;03PM]: Stranger. :)
[5;03PM]: ❤️
[5;03PM]: Got me sending heart emojis.
[JONATHAN]
[5;04PM]: No problem.
[5;04PM]: I don’t see him but he could be on the other side of the room.
[5;05PM]: That sounds like you’re going to be tipsy though. ;)
[5;05PM]: Seems like you’re sunk, poet. Sending heart emojis.
[MERECK]
[5;06PM]: ❤️💕
[5;06PM]: 😉
[5;06PM]: Maybe tipsy would make me feel more relaxed.
[5;06PM]: Find Dax and ask him for a shot.
[5;07PM]: Yes I am. UghhhhhHhhhhhh.
[JONATHAN]
[5;08PM]: 😌❤️
[5;08PM]: You feel that nervous?
[5;09PM]: Are you trying to get me drunk, poet?
[5;09PM]: I think I’m sunk too.
[MERECK]
[5;10PM]: Yes I am that nervous.
[5;10PM]: Mayyybe. Or maybe I wanna see who walks over to Dax.
[5;11PM]: Yeah? 😍❤️💜👨❤️💋👨
[JONATHAN]
[5;12PM]: I have to admit something.
[5;12PM]: I’m nervous too.
[5;13PM]: Oh really? I could do it, but then you will know who I am and I won’t know who you are.
[5;13PM]: 😚
[MERECK]
[5;14PM]: yeah? About what,
[5;14PM]: God you are cute.
[5;14PM]: what would you say if you already knew who I was?
[5;15PM]: 💚❤️💜💕😍😋
[JONATHAN]
[5;16PM]: About all of this. Whether you’ll like me, how this will all go.
[5;16PM]: Why am I cute?
[5;16PM]: I would say that’s probably impossible because I don’t know anyone as amazing as you.
[5;17PM]: I’m smiling like an idiot.
[5;17PM]: 😊👨❤️💋👨💚
[MERECK]
[5;17PM]: awww. Cutie.
[5;17PM]: you are cute because you get me. You understand. And you are sweet and kind.
[5;18PM]: I bet you have a cute smile.
[5;18PM]: 💕❤️
[JONATHAN]
[5;19PM]: I guess those are as good reasons as any to be cute.
[5;19PM]: But I get the feeling you’re just aiming to make me go beet red so you can find me.
[5;20PM]: I don’t know, suppose it’s alright. I bet you have that easy handsomeness about you.
[MERECK]
[5;22PM]: Nooo. I would never do that to you.
[5;22PM]: I don’t know how true that is.
[5;22PM]: I don’t think I’m handsome. I don’t know.
[JONATHAN]
[5;23PM]: You sure about that? You aren’t curious about me?
[5;23PM]: I know how true it is.
[5;23PM]: Every part of you I have seen so far is incredibly attractive.
[5;23PM]: You should have some confidence in that.
[MERECK]
[5;24PM]: I am quite curious about you. Tell me all the things.
[5;24PM]: well. Thank you. I appreciate that.
[5;24PM]: but I don’t know. I’m not great, Stranger. I don’t wanna disappoint.
[JONATHAN]
[5;25PM]: What do you want to know about me?
[5;25PM]: Don’t worry, I don’t think you could ever disappoint me in that way.
[5;25PM]: I’m not that shallow.
[5;26PM]: I’m more concerned with liking who you are.
[MERECK]
[5;27PM]: Everything? Is that an acceptable answer?
[5;27PM]: Yeah? Well. What if you don’t like that either?
[5;28PM]: Okay dinner is a go. Dax has tequila tonight.
[JONATHAN]
[5;29PM]: It is, but I need a place to start or else this could get messy.
[5;29PM]: Poet…
[5;29PM]: Haven’t you been paying attention? I already do like that.
[5;30PM]: Well, I expect you to be trashed very soon.
[MERECK]
[5;31PM]: Stranger…
[5;31PM]: you sure?
[5;32PM]: I don’t know. We will see. He’s already poured two shots into my lemonade.
[5;32PM]: Are you still in here?
[JONATHAN]
[5;33PM]: Yes, poet, in sure I like the man who has spent all this time getting to know me.
[5;33PM]: Who has been willing to understand me and is kind enough to help a person he didn’t even know.
[5;33PM]: Seems like you’re well on your way.
[5;34PM]: Yes, in still in here.
[MERECK]
[5;35PM]: Why wouldn’t I want to know you? You’re special.
[5;35PM]: I chugged it down.
[5;35PM]: it’s weird we are in the same place. Again. I looked around.
[JONATHAN]
[5;36PM]: See? You’re far too kind. There’s plenty of people who wouldn’t.
[5;36PM]: You’ll definitely be feeling that.
[5;37PM]: Admittedly I did the same until I realized I know what Dax looks like and that means I could probably figure out who you are.
[MERECK]
[5;38PM]: Come get some tequila.
[5;38PM]: Well. We got a lot of people around us.
[5;38PM]: Who wouldn’t want to know you, Stranger?
[JONATHAN]
[5;39PM]: If I come get some, you’ll know it’s me.
[5;39PM]: Maybe that’s why I didn’t see him right away.
[5;40PM]: Plenty of people, poet. Try everyone.
[MERECK]
[5;41PM]: I’m not everyone then.
[5;41PM]: True. Well. Take a guess. Which one am I?
[5;41PM]: Still so weird we are in the same room at the same time.
[JONATHAN]
[5;42PM]: No, you never have been.
[5;42PM]: I have no idea. You’re definitely not any of the blondes. It’s hard to figure it out when I’ve only seen your chest.
[5;42PM]: Maybe if you took off your shirt.
[5;43PM]: Would be even weirder if I approached Dax. I’d be inches from you.
[MERECK]
[5;55PM]: This is a dangerous game we play, Stranger.
[5;55PM]: One that kinda scares me.
[5;55PM]: but excites me, too.
[5;56PM]: I am kinda feeling those shots.
[JONATHAN]
[5;57PM]: Part of me wants to go over and let you see me.
[5;57PM]: Just to know I was close to you. Even for a minute.
[5;58PM]: You think you’re going to be acting up because of them? What kind of drunk are you?
[MERECK]
[6;01PM]: You could walk by. Probably even brush against me. People keep doing that.
[6;01PM]: Whys it so crowded anyway?
[6;02PM]: Depends.
[6;02PM]: sometimes I’m a stupid drunk. You know? I just say dumb shit. Then sometimes I’m emotional.
[6;03PM]: And sometimes I’m just tired. Like now.
[JONATHAN]
[6;04PM]: Don’t tempt to go over there. I might actually do it.
[6;04PM]: I don’t know why it’s so crowded. Maybe people are just hungry.
[6;04PM]: I see, so no rambling emotional mess tonight. Just a lot of sleep.
[MERECK]
[6;09PM]: just so we are clear, I did not condone that behavior from Dax just now.
[6;09PM]: Bloke and his bloody speeches.
[6;09PM]: I don’t know how he hasn’t been kicked out of camp yet tbh.
[6;10PM]: also I don’t know. We will see. If we wind up talking a lot like… I wanted to. Might be a mess.
[6;10PM]: I would be totally fine with you brushing past me. Touching me. Not knowing.
[JONATHAN]
[6;12PM]: I couldn’t really hear him. What did he say?
[6;12PM]: It’s a miracle. Though I bet he would say it was his charm.
[6;13PM]: Well, whatever you’re comfortable with, poet. We don’t have to talk if it’ll work you up.
[6;13PM]: I have the urge to go over there now just on the off chance that I might walk near you without knowing.
[MERECK]
[6;16PM]: you’re better off. He was crude.
[6;16PM]: Something about being single. And a terrible ode to camp.
[6;17PM]: No. I want to talk if you want to.
[6;20PM]: welllll it would be really off chance now. I’ve left. Though perhaps I walked by you.
[JONATHAN]
[6;22PM]: Guess it’s good I didn’t hear then, that sounds like a bit much.
[6;22PM]: I’m up to talking if you are. Just… what are you looking to talk about?
[6;23PM]: I was just leaving too. For the best that the temptation was taken away.
[6;23PM]: I’m not sure I could have resisted.
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