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Chapter 5
WC: 1526
Rated: M
Chapter Tags: angst, mentions of physical congenital defects, name calling, Freud, mention of psychological disorders, mention of disabilities
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Maybe it was naïve of you to hope for an apology from him after the incident in the classroom. He was a dick, after all.
Six weeks into the term and things had not gotten better, but in fact much worse. Every little thing he did drove you up a wall. He would talk to himself out loud about who knows what. He would ask you your thoughts and opinions on the theories he studied, and then try to challenge everything you said. He would make you feel small as he spoke down to you or he would laugh at your ideas. He would ask for help with the dumbest things too, like picking up pens and typing up all his notes. And worst of all, he would just watch you. It probably wasn’t really all that creepy, he didn’t actually give you those vibes, but you felt like a bug under a microscope.
The only time you could tolerate the doctor was when he was giving his lectures. It was like he was a totally different person. Gone was the calculating and stubborn doctor, and in his place stood a thoughtful, passionate, intellectual that tried to see the world from as many facets as possible. He was so incredibly open minded. You'd even seen him crack a smile or two.
You wondered what he might be like if that was his personality all the time. Would the two of you get along better and argue less? Would he think more highly of you, and not just as some dumb assisstant? You doubt it.
“-And then he handed me a stack of notebooks and asked me to type everything up. All his handwritten notes. Like oh my god, get with the times and just type them the first go yourself.” You were set upside down on Bitsy’s bed. This week Kreizler had amped up your workload, so of course you had to vent to your friends.
Feeling the blood pool in your head you roll over and sit up with a huff. “He’s just so strange… and he’s left handed but to the extreme. I don’t think I’ve seen him use his right hand once the entire time we’ve worked together. Like how odd is that?”
“Maybe he’s got OCD or something?” Margo, your mutual friend suggests.
You contemplate what she said. Perhaps he did have something else going on? The more you think about it the more you realize he really didn’t ever use his right hand; when he asked for your assistance it was always for a two-handed job. Perhaps… You are broken out of your trance when Bitsy interjects.
“You need to either find a new hobby to distract yourself or you need to hate-fuck the guy already.” She doesn’t look up from her phone.
Her comment catches you so off guard you choke on your own spit. Margo pats your back as you overcome the coughing fit. “Bitsy what the actual fuck?” She just gives you a ‘what?’ look. Clearly she’s grown two heads to even consider suggesting that to you.
“It’s not so crazy. You like older guys, you said it yourself that he’s smart and he’s cute. Maybe this is what you both need. Get out some frustration.” She tosses her phone to the bed. “And to be honest I’d like to be able to talk to you about literally anything other than how much you can’t stand the ‘good doctor dickwad’.”
Your mouth is gaping at her in your shock. Her words settle in you like a bag of rocks. “Oh my god I really do talk about him that much don't I?” Shame and embarrassment wash over you as you realize that yes, the majority of your day is spent complaining about Kreizler. “I’m sorry guys, I’ll make an effort to tone it down.”
“It’ll probably help with the stress too if you stop,” Margo adds.
“That and getting dicked down - how long has it been for you?”
“Yeah no,” you get off the bed and walk out of the room, “I’m not answering that.”
“Too long then!” Bitsy calls after you with a laugh.
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He really thought he had been doing better with you. He couldn’t say you were his favorite person by any means, but you were proficient at your job and the tasks he gave you. A hard worker. He tried to engage in friendly conversation or to talk about the lessons he was planning with you. As little as you had actually studied psychology he found your insights to be most interesting and enlightening. He actually enjoyed it.
You, on the other hand, apparently did not.
Today was going the usual route - he attempted to engage you in discourse; you were determined to defend and fight your way out of it. Oddly enough, for as much as you loathed talking with him you were always giving him your opinion on things.
“How could you be so base to believe that? We are all individuals with our own wants, needs, and desires, sure, but to only be subject to that? To have no freedom or choice in anything we do or say? It’s ridiculous.” You sat with your arms across your chest, a sneer on your face as you argued with him.
His face remains calm through your tirade. He himself took Freud’s work with a grain of salt, but he was interested in your reaction to his questioning. So he pushed you. “And yet you sit here now with the most basic principle being exhibited - the presence of Freud’s Id hard at work - as you become frustrated and angered by my words. Is that in itself not the desire to let anger take control? Acting without fear of consequence? To be exactly what you now claim is ridiculous?”
You scoff. “No, Doctor, because I’ve chosen to not put up with the bullshit. I choose of my own free will.”
“But what is free will, if not chained to our deepest desires and fears? Us acting on the primal needs within us so out of our control? You have no choice in the matter, only impulse. Nothing you choose matters, you are inconsequential.” Laszlo found that he liked to rile you up. You were more forthcoming in your ideas and defenses; a worthy partner to discuss psychological theory with. But today he had pushed you too far.
By this point you had had enough. His constant instagation had driven you to the end of your rope. In reality it probably wasn’t that bad, and you really weren’t that confrontational of a person. But god, with him you just couldn’t seem to hold yourself back. He drove you up the wall.
“Is that what you want? To study me like your little project, seeing how you can get me to crack? Your own personal basket case to psychoanalyze? What - does that get you off at night or something?” You don’t even care that he’s your boss anymore or how inappropriate your suggestion is. If he can push and push and push without regard to what is considered socially allowed then you’d be damned if you didn’t too.
His face is merely curious, a hint of a smirk on it, as you all but yell at him from your desk. He sits back, a pen in his left hand, his right resting atop the desk. You notice his right thumb twitch.
“What’s wrong with your arm?” blurts from your scowled mouth. You don’t know why you ask. Maybe his idea about being chained to our deepest curiosities, no matter how questionable, had some weight behind it.
"I beg your pardon?" His eyes change the second the question slips from your lips. No longer is he eying you with amusement, but he looks as if he might snap at any second. His face is hard, you can see his jaw clenched under the full beard he sports.
At his reaction you know that you screwed up. You never should have said anything at all. Sure he could be as rude as the day is long, but he wasn’t necessarily a cruel man. He had little moments where he was genuinely kind to you. He even made you tea once.
“I’m sorry- I…. I don’t know where that came from. It was inappropriate of me and I apologize, Dr. Kreizler.”
The silence that overcomes the room is deafening, so unlike the boisterous discourse that was taking place a moment ago. You turn away hoping to resume your work. You even take a moment to pray to whoever is listening that you didn’t just get yourself fired.
“It was a congenital defect.” You turn back towards him, but he does not meet your eyes. He speaks low again. “My arm never developed correctly so it is weaker and has less function. That is all.” You nod at him, swallowing. The look in his eyes does not match what he tells you. He has the look of someone haunted by their past. It is a look you are all too familiar with yourself. You both finish your work in silence.
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foreign affairs | m!blaine hayes x mc (kennedy monroe)
a cut scene from chapter 4; after dionne’s party, blaine and kennedy work on their project a little bit and then not at all.
catch up: knockout (E) / on the ropes (T)
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it would be easier not to be seen together if not for the fact that they’re no where near done with their project. in fact, they’ve barely even started.
there’s also the added complication of their less-than-platonic relationship; they’re far from just classmates, or even friends.
everything feels like it’s gotten out of control so quickly.
but he hadn’t planned for this. he’d agreed to go to vancross because it was that or the campaign trail; when he’d first arrived on campus, blaine had expected to coast through his classes, party until he forgot how pissed off at his parents he was and wait out the boring political drama unfolding back home with a few more years of school.
he hadn’t expected her.
to their credit, his father’s advisors had done their best to warn him. still, he’d slept through so many briefings before packing up and heading out that he lost count -- going to vancross was supposed to be a reprieve from being blaine hayes, a chance to get out from under his parents’ noses. the first daughter of rutherland was a nonissue, hardly part of the equation at all.
...then he’d met her, and she’d called him a jackass with that cute little challenging sparkle in her eyes, and a part of him that had long since been quiet slowly stirred awake again.
and now he’s here: playing it so cool that kennedy is clearly starting to doubt whether he even likes her at all, fidgety and tense where she’s doing her very best to pretend to be engrossed in her textbook, sitting right beside him on the couch in her suite.
her bodyguard is definitely glaring at him, too.
blaine looks away, clearing his throat and nudging kennedy with his shoulder. “hey,” he murmurs, voice purposefully low, “i think i found something.”
it’s only when she blinks at him curiously that he realizes he has absolutely nothing at all to offer her and only wanted an excuse to break the silence between them. he points to a random passage in the book in his lap. “we can use this for our argument.”
kennedy looks down at the section he’s indicated and then stares back at him as though he’s one of the dumbest people she’s ever had the displeasure of talking to. rather than wilt under the disappointment in her eyes, he only smiles charmingly back at her, until she heaves a sigh and says, “maybe you should just work on our citations.”
god, no. anything but that. panicked, he grabs for the book she’s holding before she can retreat silently into its pages, burying her nose in the spine and refusing to look at him like she has been for the last hour. “look,” he starts, tongue darting out to wet his lips. the sudden spike of nervousness that flares up within him is... new, to say the least. he needs a plan. “can we talk privately for a minute?”
she looks past him, quirking an eyebrow at her bodyguard. there’s a beat or two of silent communication between them that makes him feel uneasy and a sharp twist of her mouth before he hears the front door open and shut, and then they’re alone.
blaine exhales, jumping to his feet. “okay -- come on.”
he crosses the room without waiting for a response from her, prying open one of the windows in her kitchen. his head leans out to judge the distance to the cobblestones beneath them; it’ll be a bit of a jump, but he’s had worse. when he looks back at kennedy, she’s still blinking at him owlishly. “uh, what are you doing?”
“we’re ditching your bodyguard,” he grins, more confidently than he feels. it is kind of funny how she’s looking at him, like he just suggested a bank heist. “come on. he’ll be back any second.”
kennedy glances at the front door, then rushes over to meet him at the window. “but -- why -- we’re supposed to be working on our project.”
he arches his eyebrows at her, unimpressed. “and we’re obviously not making any headway. plus, i can tell you’re distracted, and since i’m pretty sure that’s my fault... i want to fix it.” well, those are words he’s almost definitely never said to anyone before. to cover up his own surprise at himself, and how uncomfortably true they ring, he widens his grin and asks, “don’t you trust me?”
as soon as she leans around him to peer down at the length of the drop, he knows he’s won. “not enough to go first.”
blaine winks at her before deciding to hell with it, leaning out the window and jumping down to the ground, wincing when his shoes slam against the pavement. fuck. that probably wasn’t worth a shot at impressing her.
though it is worth being in the perfect position to catch her, when she slips from the windowsill and straight into his arms, windswept and adorable. her trip down had been clumsy and imprecise, with all the grace of someone who had probably never snuck out of anywhere before.
before he can stop himself, he lifts a hand to her face to brush her hair back behind her ear. she smiles at him, as his fingertips graze her temple, and for a moment it’s like they both forget who and where they are.
it’s terrifying.
he sets kennedy down on her feet as quickly as he can, reaching for her wrist to tug her through the courtyard. “come on.”
“where are we going?” she asks, stumbling to catch up with him, “and -- slow down, jesus. i can’t run in these shoes. no one’s chasing us, anyway.”
right. he knows that. he’s done this plenty of times -- evaded his own security detail so frequently he could probably do it in his sleep. he’s snuck plenty of pretty girls around behind guards, including this pretty girl just a few days ago. there’s no reason he should be off his game now.
blaine shakes his head at himself and then slows to a stop, finally dropping kennedy’s wrist back to her side. “well, you can’t ever be too sure,” he muses, pleased to find that they’re definitively alone, no other students or faculty or wayward paparazzi following behind them. “but you’re off the grid, now. how’s it feel?”
kennedy pauses, then unleashes a blinding grin that’s a little bit dazzling. “i see why you do this all the time.”
he hums his agreement, trying not to stare at her smile. “we’re not even at our final destination yet.”
she makes an interested noise that he tries not to find sexy and fails. no one ever said he didn’t have a one-track mind. “where are we going?”
“you’ll see,” blaine promises, his own smirk sharpening as soon as they reach the gate and his hands find it unlocked. some state-of-the-art security.
kennedy falters beside him as he holds the wrought-iron out wide for her. “we didn’t fill out any paperwork.”
that’s true. but it would’ve been impossible to ask for permission when the plan was still only half-baked in his mind, sprung into being just twenty minutes ago. “we’ll be back before anyone notices,” he assures her, “except maybe your shadow.”
kennedy rolls her eyes, but his teasing does the trick. she saunters out of the gate with him without a glance back. “tatum’s just doing his job.”
“right,” blaine scoffs, “that’s all he’s doing.”
there’s a pause that feels just a touch too long before kennedy carefully asks, “what do you mean?”
“i mean --” he adopts the most casual tone of voice he can muster. it still feels like not enough, making him instantly regret dancing around this topic of conversation. “it just seems like there’s something else going on between you two.”
yep. kennedy smirks wide, as obviously delighted as any one person can look. he should’ve seen that coming. “is that so?”
“don’t be smug,” he mutters, hunching his shoulders in when a group of random strangers walk past them on the sidewalk.
“no, i’m going to,” kennedy argues, looking unfairly cute as she does the same, mimicking his movements. god, he hates her. “tell me, what do you think is going on between us?”
“only if you tell me why you’ve been so quiet,” he fires back, leading them off down a side street. “you’ve been weird ever since we got back from pavadena.”
“i have not,” kennedy insists immediately, though when he looks her way again while they wait for the light to change so they can cross the street he sees she’s biting down anxiously on her bottom lip. “i’m not even supposed to be seen with you.”
“i know.” he’s not, either. yet here they both are, in broad daylight together, in the middle of town. “so?”
“so, i’m risking a lot, and it’s like, for what? you didn’t even -- you’ve barely spoken to me, too.” she looks embarrassed by the admission, avoiding his gaze while she stares at the sidewalk instead. “when other people are around, you act like... it’s nothing. me and you.”
blaine frowns. it’s unexpected, how hurtful it is to hear her say that in the soft tone of voice she’s using, uncertain and uncomfortable. she shouldn’t sound like that. “isn’t that what you want?”
she sighs, hesitating for a moment before opening her mouth again. “i --” kennedy cuts off abruptly, leaning to the side to peer around his shoulder. with a sheepish shrug, he realizes they’ve reached their destination, and that kennedy’s stopped talking because of the music playing, trying its best to lure them across the street and into the carnival. “oh my god,” she laughs, her whole face transforming from shy to excited so quickly it makes his head spin, “how did you know this was here?”
her reaction is worth any potential disaster waiting for them back on campus. it might even be worth the ass kicking that’s definitely heading his way from that surly bodyguard of hers, too. “doesn’t matter. come on.”
they jog across the street with their heads down, though as soon as they’re actually on the fairgrounds he realizes there’s no need to look over their shoulders; it’s the middle of the day and the carnival is pretty much empty, a wayward toddler being chased by an au pair the only other sign of life on the premises besides a few bored looking workers hanging out of their booths.
“god, i haven’t been to something like this in ages,” kennedy gushes, already dragging him over to a big table marked tickets. “this is amazing.”
the thing is -- he knows exactly what she means. growing up like they did, being who they are, it’s impossible to do anything normal. he can’t remember the last time he had an afternoon out that was as mundane as this one, either. even date night with his last girlfriend had become a production; nothing was ever just dinner and a movie.
instead of acknowledging her gratitude, he shoves her out of the way with his shoulder and opens his wallet for the most tickets the teenager behind the counter will give him. kennedy completely ignores him while he pays, twisted around to look out over the fairgrounds, cataloging every offering with wide, overeager eyes. somehow she makes this traveling carnival that’s absolutely seen better days feel like a luxury destination, and as he passes the tickets over to her blaine finds that his smile is tough to dampen, despite his best efforts to keep his expression contained.
they burn through a good chunk of the tickets throwing baseballs at milk bottles -- mostly because kennedy insists she can knock down more than he can, and that simply won’t do. he refuses to stop until he’s won her the biggest prize they have available, an obnoxiously pink stuffed elephant with giant, floppy ears.
fortunately, there’s still enough tickets left for the fun house and the photo booth and every other stupid thing she wants to do that he pretends to hate but doesn’t, until eventually the sun’s starting to set and he knows their afternoon out is coming to an end.
“we should head back,” blaine suggests regretfully, watching her pick her way through the giant cotton candy he probably shouldn’t have bought for her with a mix of disgust and pride. “we’ve been gone awhile.”
“have we?” kennedy blinks, as though she’s only now noticing how late it’s gotten. “ugh. one more ride -- i have to finish this.”
“you don’t,” he remarks with amusement, noting the tips of her dyed-blue fingers even as they walk off indulgently towards the only ride they’ve yet to approach. “you can just throw it out.”
“that’s quitter’s talk,” she says through a mouthful of melting sugar, chewing with her cheeks bulged out while blaine uses the last of their tickets to get them onto the ferris wheel, which is completely abandoned except for the two of them, as far as he can tell.
once the door is shut and they take off it’s the most alone they’ve been in awhile. the last time they were this secluded was in the kitchen in pavadena, when he’d licked frosting off her fingers and she’d looked at him like maybe she wanted him to kiss her, too -- like maybe she wanted even more than that.
sort of like how she’s looking at him now, doe eyes wide and nervous, the cogs of her mind very clearly turning into overdrive behind them.
it seems so obvious, now, staring at her in the cart. of course she’d wanted him to kiss her on dionne’s birthday. she’d dressed up, searching for a sincere compliment that she hadn’t gotten and invited him to dance in the hopes that if she made the first move he’d make the finishing one, like they’d done before. and he hadn’t even realized it.
so -- he probably is as stupid as everyone thinks he is.
the ferris wheel creaks around them as they slowly ascend to the top, old machinery groaning while they climb higher and higher. it feels like it takes forever for him to sort his thoughts into a sentence that’s actually passable, but for once, he wants to be careful about what he says. “i didn’t mean to make you think i don’t care.”
he hears her inhale. kennedy flicks her gaze out at the view behind him, then bravely looks back at his face. “no?”
“no,” he confirms, shrugging helplessly again. “this is new to me.” even this conversation is beyond him.
but judging by the look on her face, he’s yet to colossally fuck up. that’s good. “me, too,” she admits, leaning in a little closer across the metal bench they’re both sitting on. “it’d be weird even if we weren’t... us.”
except that who they are has nothing to do with why this is so strange for him. kennedy could be from antartica, and he’d still be the unlucky bastard who finally met someone he thinks understands him and has botched talking to her about it at every opportunity.
well, there’s one thing he knows he can still execute perfectly. as the ferris wheel glides to a stop for them to take in the view, the setting sun streaming in picturesquely through the little window in the cart, he leans in and kisses her, hands fanning out low over the small of her back.
kennedy tastes like cotton candy and her hands are sticky when they cup his face -- sticky like they would have been if he’d seen the signs for what they were and kissed her in pavadena like he’d wanted to, if he’d taken advantage of the rare moment alone in the way he was now, crowding her back into the corner of the cart with a grip that he knows is probably too tight.
but she kisses him back just as urgently as he’s kissing her, dragging him in closer and biting at his mouth. she’s kissing him like she’s been thinking about this, too -- like she’s found it even a fraction as all-consuming as he has, late at night when he can’t get to sleep and he’s staring at his ceiling cursing the absurdity of it all.
the moment is gone in the blink of an eye. the ferris wheel lurches back into motion with a sound that would be alarming if he wasn’t so distracted, the cart swaying in the wind as they slowly come down the other side of the circle.
she pulls away despite blaine’s best efforts to keep her in his personal space, his hands still firm on her hips. “blaine,” she murmurs, so prettily he actually has to shut his eyes -- just for a second -- just to catch his breath --
light spills into the cart as the door is wrenched open. they’re on the ground again, and there’s a line of kids waiting for their turn on the ride. going up had felt like forever, but the descent was done before he could even figure out what he wanted to say.
they make their way back to the street silently. blaine is so lost in thought it takes him a minute to realize kennedy is on the phone, wincing and rushing to promise the world to whoever she’s talking to -- that they’d only run out for a little, that she was perfectly safe, that she’d be back soon. tatum, she mouths at him as soon as he catches her eye, though as she talks he finds it hard to do anything but stare at the blue corners of her mouth, where she probably still tastes like cloyingly sweet artificial sugar.
he half expects an ambush to be waiting for them at the vancross gates, but it’s quiet when they head back across the quad. after a few steps in the direction of kennedy’s dorm, blaine’s horrified to find that he’s dragging his feet, reluctant to let what was probably one of the better days of his adult life come to an end.
this is going to be a problem.
they stop on the side of her building, out of sight from any students who may be using the main entrance. kennedy clears her throat, then announces, “well... this was fun. consider me -- fixed. i think i’ll be able to get my head in the game, now.”
he should make a joke. she’s lobbed up the spike perfectly, all he has to do is hit it. he’s done it a thousand times before -- it should be as easy as breathing.
instead, he finds himself staring at her. blaine ignores what she’s said. “it’s not nothing.”
kennedy blinks. “huh?”
well -- saying it once was one thing. repeating it is something else entirely. he shoves his hands deep into his pockets, shuffling his feet uncomfortably. “you. this. it’s not nothing... to me.”
she’s smiled at him a lot since they’ve met, in pretty much every way imaginable: exasperated, fond, excited, alluring. none of them compare to the way she’s looking at him now, her whole face lit up with joy.
the kiss she presses to his cheek is soft, yet still so heavy. there’s a promise of something that makes him feel off-kilter weighted beneath it, and his stomach unknots as he realizes he’s said the right thing. “me either. goodnight, blaine.”
she disappears around the corner, pink elephant tucked up under her arm, half-finished bag of cotton candy dangling from her free hand. he watches her go, shaking his head at himself again and running his fingers through his hair once she’s out of sight.
ideally she’d be out of his mind, now, too, but he’s starting to realize there’s just about nothing that can make that happen and, if he’s being honest with himself, he doesn’t really want it, anyway.
you just went on a date, chirps an annoying little voice in the back of his mind.
huh.
so he did.
for the first time since he came to this stupid school, blaine whistles on the way back to his room.
#blaine hayes#foreign affairs#choices foreign affairs#blaine hayes x mc#myfic#long post#i'm worried blaine is ooc here but ! oh well ! i hope u guys like it
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i will do them all for u 0.o
1. Name
cianna [see-ah-nah]
2. Nationality
mexican irish german romanian hungarian french
3. Age
20
4. Birthday
december 17, 1999
5. Zodiac sign (or your primal zodiac sign)
sun: sagittarius; ascendant: leo; moon: aries
6. Gender
female
7. Sexuality
uhhhhhhhhhhhh idk but i will willingly kiss either gender
8. Your looks (add a picture or describe yourself)
/tagged/my-face
or u could just google pictures of fat rats
9. What do you/did you study?
I’m currently a sophomore nursing major!
10. What's your current job like?/What job would you like to have?
I’m currently a microbiology TA and I love it :)
My dream job would be something with animals, like a vet tech or veterinarian
11. Your birth order
i’m the oldest!
12. How many siblings do you have?
2 younger brothers
13. Do you have good relations with your family?
my mom was my best friend, my dad and i get along better now that i’m in college, my brothers and i get along pretty well & we’re staring to get closer now that they’re getting older n growing up n developing their own personalities lol
14. How many friends do you have?
errrr idk this is a hard question. i have a lot of acquaintances but i’d say i have maybe like less than 10 real friends??
15. Your relationship status
single :D
16. What do you look for in a SO?
funny!!!!!!!!!must be humorous!!!!and sarcastic and a little weird w darker sense of humor so we can laugh n be dumb together!!!!!!! also i would like them to be kind to me and those around them bc mean ppl suck. also they have to like animals. also i would like them to be loyal and trustworthy and 110% in love w me. and for physical stuff idk kinda attractive but NOT CONVENTIONALLY ATTRACTIVE like i personally don't really like the typically ‘attractive’ person???
17. Do you have a crush?
currently in love w the cute chinese boy who lives across from my dorm room even tho i have never even spoken to him n he is totally unaware of my existence!!!!!!!! hahah oops :D
18. When did you have your first kiss?
i mean technically 3rd grade i think but that doesn't really count so like maybe 16????
19. Do you prefer serious and meaningful relationships or casual dating/one night stands?
i mean in the long term i would definitely like to have a serious relationship but at the moment i’m only into casual stuff bc my heart isn't ready to be broken again sknfkjdbnkjd
20. What are your deal breakers?
errrr i’m not sure....cheating is a no no, ppl that are interested in fucking every single person they see is a turn off, DUMB PEOPLE like ppl you can't even have a proper conversation with bc they're so DUMB, and ppl who r mean/judgmental/arrogant
21. How was your day?
ok! accidentally slept thru my math class but caught a glimpse of my crush across campus when he was abt to smoke a cig and i got chipotle n i online shopped a ton from shein
22. Favourite food & drink
deep dish spinach pizza from giordano’s & orange vitamin water
23. What position do you sleep in?
i fall asleep on my left side hugging a body pillow
24. What was your last dream about?
ate a braid of hair and inside the braid was bacon
25. Your fears
not going to make it thru nursing school, not being financially stable as an adult, not having a family of my own, probably more but those r currently top 3
26. Your dreams
i don't have any idk....maybe having like a house of my own and having as many animals as i want?? and i would like a loving partner with a daughter of our own
27. Your goals
survive nursing school and lose 40 pounds and don't die before my cat
28. Any pets?
i have a dog named cherry Cola, a cat named Leto, and a betta fish named Perc
29. What are your hobbies?
writing stories about people in love, listening to music
30. Any cool places in your area?
in my college town??? NO it sucks. in my hometown??? Not really it’s a small lil village with only restaurants and parks. but at home i’m near downtown chicago so that’s cool i guess
31. What was your last awkward situation?
the first thing that comes to mind is my FIRST and so far ONLY encounter with my crush. we live in the same dorm building and i was wearing my nursing scrubs and had no make up on and about to go upstairs to my dorm, and then i heard footsteps and i was like ‘hahaha what if its my crush’ AND THEN HE FUCKIGJNG appeared from down the hallway to go back to HIS DORM [which is RIGHT ACROSS FROM MINE] and i literally STARED at him, then threw open the door and RAN UP THE STAIRS LIKE I LITERALLY DIDNT EVEN HOLD THE DOOR OPEN FOR ME AND HE WAS LIKE SO CLOSE BEHIND ME I WAS JUST SO NERVOUS MY FLIGHT OR FIGHT RESPONSE TOOK OVER AND I FUCKING FLED I LITERALLY RAN AWAY FROM HIM I AHTE MYSELF SO MUCH IM SUCH AN IDIOT!!!!!!!!!
32. What is your last regret?
errrrr idk i regret a lot of dumb things.......
33. Language/s you can speak
English n a LITTLE bit of Spanish
34. Do you believe in astrological stuff? (Zodiac, tarot, etc.)
i’m really into zodiac stuff and i have got to say they are pretty spot on in accuracy idk
35. Have any quirks?
ummmm ofc!!i am the quirkiest person i know hajnjfxbkjx like if u asked my roommates/friends they’d probably be better at answering this than me bc i don't see anything abt me as quirky but they always tell me i am quirky and do weird things but idk man I'm just existing
36. Your pet peeves
err idk currently its ppl that constantly brag about dumb shit
37. Ideal vacation
somewhere warm with me + the ocean + the loml + unlimited alcohol
38. Any scars?
yeah :D both emotional AND physical!!!!
39. What does your last text message say?
‘ok thats a more than fair statement’
40. Last 5 things from your search history
how many carbs should i eat, chipotle bowl calories, is the grim reaper the angel of death, ceftriaxone adverse effects, red man syndrome
41. What's your [device] background?
lockscreen is a peach-theme background i made and home screen is my weight loss goals
42. What do you daydream about?
the characters in my stories.................and being skinny
43. Describe your dream home
pretty brick house??? flowers outside??? 3 floors--main floor, basement and upstairs??? 3 bedrooms n 3 bathrooms maybe??? master bedroom has its own bathroom!!! and open concept main floor. big kitchen and very homey n warm all around. as for like an apartment i want something cozy and aesthetically pleasing and warm
44. What's your religion/Your thought about religion
i don't have a religion but if ppl do have a religion then thats not my business
45. Your personality type
entj but only bc i got 3% extraverted; i am very closely related to intj tho n i think i fit that one better
46. The most dangerous thing you've done
uhhhhhh probably operating a vehicle while high out of my mind. definitely the dumbest thing i ever did 0/10 would recommend anyone ever doing that
47. Are you happy with your current life?
its ok but it could probably be better. i want to be done w college and skip to the part where i have a successful career and my own home and i can lay up w the loml every night
48. Some things you've tried in your life
alcohol???weed??gummy edibles....
49. What does your wardrobe consist of?
sweaters/sweatshirts/leggings
50. Favourite colour to wear?
black, maroon, peach, purple, gray, idk
51. How would you describe your style?
oh jeez idk i wear whatever i want so like e-girl when i really try and basic white girl when i don't care
52. Are you happy with your current looks?
no i hate everything about myself lol
53. If you could change/add something to your appearance - impossible or not - what would it be?
more freckles on my face....also be thinner n have longer hair
54. Any tattoos or piercings?
my nose and septum are pierced!
55. Do you get complimented often?
kinda by my friends but i always yell at them to stop so they don't compliment like as much bc they know i hate it but they still do it sometimes idk
56. Favourite aesthetic?
i wanna be an e-girl yo!!!!!!!!!
57. A popular trend that you dislike
nobody has a crush on me and i hate it
58. Songs you're currently obsessed with?
pied piper by BTS
59. Song you normally wouldn't admit you like.
anything by BTS lol i used to like be embarrassed for how much i like k pop but now i don't really care lol #stanBTS2020
60. Favourite genre?
rap/r n b/alternative
61. Favourite artist/band/genre?
i listen to every genre except country sooooooo yeah i really like billie eilish, BTS, the weeknd, juicewrld, lil nas x, trippie red, post malone,
62. Hated popular songs/artists?
i don't rlly like selena gomez or justin bieber or taylor swift
63. Put your music on shuffle and list first 5
only - RY X
i.f.l.y. - Bazzi
novacane - frank ocean
jungle - drake
bang! - trippie redd
64. Can you sing or play any instruments?
no and no
65. Do you like karaoke?
no but i like to sing along to songs when I'm alone
66. Own any albums?
haha noooo i got apple music son
67. Do you listen to radio? What stations?
errr RARELY i used to listen to r n b stations tho
68. Favourite movie/series?
idk donnie darko?? i also just finished tharntype n that was really good. also i liked tokyo ghoul. AND GIVEN IS REALLY GOOD
69. Favourite genre of movies/books/etc
i like horror/scary/paranormal/funny movies and i like love stories in books
70. Your fictional crush/es
danny phantom, ken kaneki
71. Which fictional character is you?
uhhhh idk...
72. Are you a shipper? List your otps, if so
frerard, ryden, taekook, mewgulf
73. Favourite greek god?
idk they all kinda suck but maybe hades
74. A legend from where you live that you like
i don't really know any:(
75. Do you like art? What's your favourite work or artist?
i like to look at art! i think van gogh is cool
76. Can you share your other social media?
ig: ciannnna
venmo: ciannnna
77. Favourite youtubers?
i don't really watch youtubers but maybe shane dawson and emma chamberlain
78. Favourite platform?
twitter
79. How much time do you spend on the internet?
too much time
80. What video games have you played? Which one's your favourite?
i once played GTA5 that was fun!
81. Your favourite books (manga also counts)
idk i don't really read anymore:/ i was into the hunger games and the twilight series when i was young. now i kinda read online manga and i really liked BJ Alex and killing stalking. and like for online books the unholyverse series, a splitting of the mind, the anatomy of a fall
82. Do you play board/card games?
no but i like to play checkers and uno and cards against humanity
83. Have you ever been to a night marathon in cinema?
nopee
84. Favourite holiday
halloween is cool also christmas is alright bc gifts
85. Are you into dramas?
i’ve been getting into thai boys love dramas lol sue me
86. Would you use death note, if you had one?
um YES.
87. What changes would you make in the world, no matter how impossible, if you had the power to?
everyone needs to be a little kinder and have a crush on me
88. Could you survive a zombie apocalypse?
absolutely not I'm not physically fit and don't have useful skills
89. If you had to be turned into a paranormal being, what would it be?
vampire duh [or maybe ghost]
90. What would you want to happen to you after your death?
i want to see my mom
91. If you had to change your name, what would be your pick?
idk something cool ... i love the name Daisy
92. Who would you switch your life with for a week?
idk probably kylie jenner
93. Pick an emoji to be your tattoo
idk the alien?
94. Write 3 things about yourself - only one of them must be true
-im very productive with my time management skills
-my favorite color is purple
-i don't get nervous when I'm alone in public
95. Cold or hot?
cold
96. Be a hero or be a villain?
anti-hero
97. Sing everything you want to say or rhyme?
sing if i’m good at it but if I'm not good then rhyme
98. Shapeshifting or controlling time?
shapeshifting
99. Be immortal or be immune to everything aside from natural death?immortal
100. ..... or .....?
......?
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Lasersheith’s Fic Masterlist
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Finished works
AU:
Take It If You Want It | Complete | Ch.13/13 | 57k | M
Tags: Modern AU, Friends to Lovers, Slow Burn, fluff, light angst with a happy ending, pining, irresponsible use of alcohol, side pairing: Mattor, side pairing: Allurance, side pairing: Hidge
Written for Sheith Big Bang 2018!
Keith and Hunk make New Year’s Resolutions to finally tell their respective crushes how they’ve felt for years. Hunk takes all of 3 minutes, but Keith needs… a little longer.
Birthday mishaps, misunderstandings, self discovery, exciting new job opportunities, minor blackmail… a lot can happen in a year. Surely the perfect moment for a years-overdue love confession fits in there somewhere?
Serendipity’s Wings | Complete | Ch.7/7 | 24k | E
Tags: Modern AU, Childhood Friends to Lovers, Fake/Pretend Relationship, bedsharing, fluff, hurt/comfort, pining Shiro, sidepairing: Allura/Kuro, Shirogane twins
When Shiro receives bad news about his grandfather, he immediately books a flight for Japan. Luckily for him, he finds a familiar face in the pilot. It's been a long time since he saw his childhood friend Keith, but they pick up where they left off almost immediately.
Unluckily, his twin brother has decided to jump to conclusions, and now his family thinks he and Keith have rekindled a flame that was never there. Rather than disappoint them in a tense moment, Keith gamely agrees to play along. What are friends for, after all?
Oh Brother | Complete | Ch. 6/6 | 17k | T
Tags: Modern AU, fluff, humor, salt, sidepairing Matt/Allura, one-sided kl
What do you do when your boyfriend is in the hospital and they only let in immediate family? Lie and say you’re married? Not if you’re Keith, you don’t. Thanks to Keith’s inner turmoil, he and Shiro are stuck pretending to be brothers while he recovers. But Keith has to admit, “Mr. Shirogane” has a nice ring to it.
The Gravitas of a Mattress | Complete | Ch. 7/7 | 16k | M
Tags: College AU, fluff, humor, oh my god they’re banging each other’s roommates, sidepairing Latte
From the prompt: My roommate got it on with yours yesterday and I don’t think I can face them for a while after hearing the sounds they made last night. Mind if I stayed with you for a while?
Keith gets sexiled from his dorm room because Matt and Lance won't stop hate-fucking. He decides that it's only fair that he gets to crash in Matt's room if Matt gets to keep him out of his own. Shiro is confused but accommodating. Very accommodating.
Matt and Lance have their own fun side adventure in learning to like each other and play nice. Pidge doesn't like it. Allura might.
Flowers don’t always mean “I love you” | Complete | Ch. 8/8 | 14k | T
Tags: Flowershop AU, Slow Burn, pining Shiro, PTSD, fluff, humor
Takashi Shirogane had fulfilled his dream of becoming a test pilot, but after a terrible accident that left him without an arm and in sudden need of a new career, he moves back home and starts working at a family friend’s flower shop while he focuses on recovering and finding a new direction for his life.
Things are going as well as can be expected until an attractive stranger shows up out of the blue, and keeps coming back. Who's this guy buying all these flowers for?
DDY 1138 | Complete | Ch. 3/3 | 7.2k | T | My favorite thing I’ve ever written
Tags: Modern AU, fluff, humor, meet ugly, disaster gay Shiro, smooth Keith
alternate title: Have you ever seen a man so beautiful you crashed your car?
Shiro learns that it's possible for the best day of your life to coincide with the worst day of your life in the dumbest way possible. He gets into a fender bender due to some distracted driving, and his cute mechanic doesn't make things any easier... until he does.
Hat Trick | Complete | Ch. 2/2 | 6.5k | E
Tags: Modern AU, Frat AU, Frat boy Shiro, Frat boy Keith, light angst with a happy ending, humor, crack played straight
No one has ever seen Takashi Shirogane without a hat on his head, or so the legends say.
...
“I tell you what,” Matt said after Keith told him he'd figure out Shiro's secret, the real secret. “If you find out the true story behind Shiro's hat before your initiation ceremony, I will personally pay your dues until you graduate.”
Keith's eyes glinted as he took another long swing from his beer. The steep price of brotherhood had been one of the few reasons he'd been wary about pledging. “What if I don't?” He asked suspiciously. It hadn't taken long to work out that Matt was an agent of chaos. No matter how confident he was in himself, he had to make sure it was worth the risk.
Matt smirked. “You have to wear a Santa hat to the Christmas party.”
Keith furrowed his brows. The punishment didn't add up with Matt’s smug look. His face paled as the realization dawned on him. “Just the hat?”
Matt's smirk shifted into an impish grin. “I knew you were a smart one.” He said with a wink, sticking out his hand. “Do we have a bet, then?”
Never one to back down from a challenge, Keith took Matt's hand and pumped it twice with determination. “You're on.”
Hey Sugar | Complete | Ch. 4/4 | 5k | G | I’m gonna rewrite this one soon rip
Tags: College AU, fluff, humor, pining Shiro, disaster gay Shiro
Autocorrect can be a beautiful thing. It can also be a Very Bad Thing. Keith accidentally sends a text with an embarrassing autocorrect to the hot guy he's been crushing on all semester.
Check Yes Juliet | Complete | Ch. 2/2 | 2.8k | T
Tags: College AU, fluff, humor, mistaken identity, Shirogane twins
Who knew a little Shakespeare knowledge could get you a midnight kiss from the hottest guy at the New Years party? However, young men’s love then lies not truly in their hearts, but in their eyes... Just ask Keith.
Melt | Complete | Ch. 1/1 | 1.4k | G
Tags: AU modern setting or Post-canon, domestic fluff, established relationship
It's way too hot outside, and the AC is busted. Short and sweet domestic fluff featuring Spot the fluffy wonder and a trip to the store for some much needed ice cream.
Canon-Verse:
The way you looked at me | Complete | 17k | M
Tags: Amnesia, crack played straight, one sided fake dating, shiro is a mess, humor, fluff
Keith wakes up in the hospital and he's not sure of much, except that he and Shiro are definitely together. Shiro doesn't have the heart to correct him- much to their friends' amusement.
It’s not you, it’s me (also it’s you) | Complete | Ch. 3/3 | 7.5k | T
Tags: Canon-verse, pre-kerberos mission, humor, miscommunication, disaster gay Shiro, Matt is a Bad Friend
Keith catches Shiro doodling hearts in his notebook. When asked who the hearts are for, he blurts out Matt's name so he won't have to confess his feelings for Keith. Now Keith has made it his mission to help Shiro woo Matt at all costs. Matt is very unhelpful.
The Sweetest Apology | Complete | Ch. 1/1 | 2.3k | Gen
Tags: College AU, fluff, humor
Everyone hates those tiny little desks every college feels the need to cram into huge lecture halls- they're way too small and there's never enough of the left handed ones. Keith thinks he scored big time getting the only left handed desk in his new class, but didn't realize he'd be stealing it from a classmate who's missing his right arm... How do you even apologize for that?
Not the right time | Complete | Ch. 1/1 | 2.3k | T
Tags: Canon-verse, angst
fic request: Sheith and "It is always not the right time for us, isn't it?"
They've had so many chances to tell each other how they feel, but for Shiro and Keith it just never seems to be the right time.
Ringing in my ears and one on my finger | Complete | Ch. 1/1 | 1.5k | T
Tags: soulmates, shiro is trying, fluff, humor
Canonverse soulmate AU: Colleen notices a soulmark on Shiro's finger...
Head over heels | Complete | Ch. 1/1| 1.5k | G
Tags: Canon-verse, established relationship, fluff, humor
Keith's lost an entire Saturday to detention because Iverson is jerk. What better way to get revenge than a practical joke?
from the prompt "Shiro getting caught up in Keith pranking Iverson"
With a little help from my friends | Complete | Ch.1/1 | 1.4k | G
Tags: Canon-verse, pre-relationship, everyone loves Shiro, thirsty Keith
A malfunction in the engine room has left the castle a sweltering nightmare. Hunk has deemed it time for a team underwear party, but Shiro's nervous about his scars. His friends help him feel a little better.
p=mv | Complete | Ch. 1/1 | 1.4k | T
Tags: Canon-verse, humor, meet ugly
The story of how Keith and Shiro met at the Garrison.
Or, the first time Keith saved Shiro.
Or, how a concussion led Shiro to the love of his life.
Or maybe it was all 3.
Love, Shiro | Complete | Ch. 1/1 | 1.3k | G
Tags: Canon-verse, fluff, established relationship, humor, kerberos mission
Shiro and Keith decide to write each other letters while Shiro is away on his mission. This is a collection of some of Shiro's.
Getting there | Complete | Ch. 1/1 | 1.3k | T
Tags: Canon-verse, hurt/comfort, Shiro whump, fluff
A lot of things changed in the year they were separated, but Keith's feelings aren't one of them. Shiro needs a little convincing after everything that's happened, especially with how much of an obvious physical toll it's taken. Keith is happy to oblige.
Just In Case | Complete | Ch. 1/1 | 1k | G
Tags: Canon-verse, humor, fluff, established relationship, pre-kerberos mission
Shiro is accidentally late for a morning inspection because he spent too long snuggled up with Keith. His commander isn't super thrilled about it.
Series: It’s killing me when you’re away | Complete | Works 4/4 | 4.8k | T
Tags: Canon-verse, Keith’s time in the desert, angst, pre-kerberos mission
Keith’s devastated over losing Shiro
Tumblr Drabbles
Sheith Month 2018 | Canonverse Pre-Kerberos | 20k | G-T
My collection of prompt fills for Sheith Month 2018. All of them are pre-kerb fluff and/or humor!
As Many Drabbles As It Takes | Mix of settings | 10k | Ch. 14/? | M
Collection of sheith drabbles and prompt fills originally posted on Tumblr!
Posted WIPS:
Series: Easier with you | Ongoing | Works 6/? | 15k | M
Tags: Modern AU, Veteran Shiro, Veteran Keith, hurt/comfort, PTSD, Mutual Pining, Shiro Whump, Shiro & Matt, Allura/Matt,
Shiro's just returned back from the military, having been medically discharged from service after losing his arm. Matt is his best friend and is trying his best to help him deal with the loss. He convinces Shiro to go to a VA support group that will end up changing his life.
Best laid plans | Ongoing | Ch. 1/? | 2.3k | T
Tags: Canon-verse, crack, humor, fluff
Was Keith proud of the fact that petty revenge was his first thought upon being given an amazing stealth suit? Not particularly. But was he going to let that stop him from enacting said petty revenge? Absolutely not. Turns out, Karma isn't so much a bitch as a… well, you'll see.
Or, how to attempt to counter-prank your buddy and end up stuck as a cat, a memoir by Keith Kogane.
We’ll fix it in post | Ongoing | Ch.1/? | 2k | T
Tags: Modern AU, Barista Keith, humor, mistaken identity, Shirogane Twins
Shiro is a producer on the hit animated show "Voltron: Warden of the Cosmos" and a huge fan of it himself. Keith is a new barista at the coffee shop across from his studio and a lover of his show. A fortuitous meeting leads them on the path to romance, but there's just one problem: Keith thinks Shiro is his brother, Ryou, voice actor for Keith's favorite character on the show.
#samwrites#long post#way too long#why am i like this#fic masterlist#if anyone has organizational ideas for this beast please please dm me i'm drowning#updated september 2nd#sheith
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answers to anon
Is a kiss considered cheating? yes
Have you ever faked orgasm? i don’t think so
If you could have one superpower, what would it be? FLY 100%
Do you think you are going to be rich in 7-8-9 years? haha definitely not
Tell us some funny drunk story. i’ve only been ‘drunk’ once and it wasn’t super exciting or anything. i remember running around in circles in the grass w/ my friends seeing how many i could do before i fell down or threw up lmfao
Why are you no longer together with your ex? well, i’ve had quite a few ex’s and none of them are even SLIGHTLY comparable to my current girlfriend. tbh no one ever could be in any way. she’s my soulmate and i wouldn’t trade her for the world.
If you had to choose one way to die, what would it be? in my sleep, in bed with my gf holding my hand.
What are your current goals? to get through the next 6 months or so without too many hurdles, and to do exceedingly well with the certificate i’m planning to get in order to get a full-time job so i can live by my gf (:
Do you like someone? obviously yes ^^
Who was the last person to disappoint you? probably one of my old friends
Do you like your body? i’m beginning to honestly
Can you keep a diet? if i put all my effort into it, i’m sure i could manage. i just don’t want to lmao.
If the whole world listened to you right now, what would you say? love yourself first
Do you work? yep
If you could choose only one food to eat to the rest of your life, what would it be? probably either cheese or potatoes
Would you get a tattoo? already have one, want soooo many more
Something you don’t mind spending all your money on? presents for my girlfriend or my friends
Can you drive? yes, i wouldn’t have a relationship if i couldn’t tbh
When was the last time someone told you you were beautiful? uhhh idk
What was the last thing you cried for? a stupid reason lol
Do you keep a journal? yeah sorta
Is life fun? sometimes
Is farting in front of people irrelevant? it’s funny ?? lmao
What’s your dream car? definitely a 67′ chevrolet impala
Are grades in school important? yeah i mean, they weren’t my biggest priority when i was in high school, but they are pretty important if you’re wanting to get into a 4 year college and whatnot.
Describe your crush. she’s fucking stunning. so intelligent. extremely sweet and kind. overall the most amazing woman i’ve ever known. (besides my mom ofc)
What was the last book/movie that really impressed you? the glass castle. great movie.
What was your last lie? probably about eating lunch - i always tell my gf or mom that i ate, when sometimes i don’t (not because i’m restricting myself but because i’m either too lazy to make food or because nothing sounds appetizing).
Dumbest lie you ever told? i haven’t told many crazy lies or anything that i can remember..
Is crying in front of people embarrassing? nah, at least not to me. i always try to tell my friends, “crying is good. we all need to do it. don’t worry about looking dumb because you won’t to me.”
Something you did and you are proud of? uhh well it’s not a huge deal but on my last trip up to see my gf, i gave this lady at the grocery store a ride to her house because it was pouring rain and she lost her keys. i felt really bad, i wasn’t gonna make her walk home with a whole cart of groceries (she had a limp and was on the older side) and although it wasn’t my safest idea, it was still nice and she called me her savior like 100 times and said i was an angel from heaven, so that was sweet. (:
What’s your favourite cocktail? i don’t drink lol
Something you are good at? umm idk tbh.. i’m pretty decent at basketball????
Do you like small kids? yes as long as they’re respectful and sweet
How are you feeling right now? pretty good!
What would you name your daughter/son? son: atticus / daughter: mable
What do you need to be happy? music
Is there some you want to punch in the face right now? yes always
What was the last gift you received? i think it was when my friend zoe surprised me with sweet-tarts on my break at work and it was so nice. i love her sm.
What was the last gift you gave? it’s technically not a gift but i just mailed some random cute stuff to my gf and she opened it on skype like an hour or so ago (:
What was the last concert you went to? green day in st. louis, missouri!!
Favourite place to shop at? either h&m or old navy
Who inspires you? morgan freeman tbh
How old were you when you first got drunk? like 16 i think
How old were you when you first got high? probably early 16 also.
How old were you when you first had sex? 17 i think ?? or i had just turned 18
When was your first kiss? we don’t speak of that
Something you want to do until the end of this year? bANG MY GF
Is there something in the past you wish you hadn’t done? ohhh so many things
Post a selfie. ok i will
Who are you most comfortable around? honestly cami
Name one thing that terrifies you. the ocean
What kind of books do you read? the typical basic-as-fuck teen novels
What would you tell your 12 year old self? don’t spend so much time on any of those people. you’ll lose them all in like 5 years. it’s so fckn sad but true like… i am not friends with a single person i was friends with back then.
What is your favourite flower? roses bc i’m baSIC-AS-FUCK
Any bad habits you have? uhhhh overthinking, comparing myself, not eating when i’m stressed, talking to people that aren’t worth my time, giving too many damn chances.. the list goes on and on.
What kind of people are you attracted to? idk nice people?? people who have the same sense of humor as me. idk like if you like trump,,,, we probably wouldn’t work out lmao.
What was the last thing you cried for? i think i already answered this but it was over someone i’m no longer friends with. idk it was earlier today & not worth it.
Is there something you don’t eat? Some food that truly disgust you? PINEAPPLE
Are you in love? very
Something you find romantic? i like random notes or texts or cute shit to remind you that the other person is thinking about u
How long was your longest relationship? it is the current one i am in - 1 year and over 8 months so far.
What are 3 things that irritate you about the same sex? uhhh idk this is a weird question for me
What are 3 things that irritate you about the opposite sex? again ?? it’s weird ??
What are you saving money for? i should be saving it for moving away lmao. but i’m using most of my money on christmas presents for my gf, friends & parents.
How would you describe your bad side? HANGRY
Are you actually a good person? Why? idk think so ? maybe ? but sometimes i think i’m the worst person ever so ????
What are you living for? my future plans with my girlfriend honestly & cause i have the sweetest niece now (’:
Have you ever done anything illegal? yeah
Do you like your body? some of these questions are repeating lol ^ it’s also Q #11
Have you ever made someone feel bad about themselves intentionally? yeah but not directly i don’t think :/
Ever sent nudes? all day erryday
Have you ever cheated on someone? nah
Favourite candy? anything sour especially sour jolly ranchers uggfuugfgf
Is there a blog you visit every day, or almost every day? Tag it! @wulfwire it’s my alpha gay (; she’s da best, go follow her !!!
Do you play any computer games? What is your favourite game? i don’t really have time to play anymore ://
Favourite TV series? THE OFFICE UHGGHHFGHD
Are you religious? Does God exist? i used to be christian and believe in god and whatnot, now i guess you’d call me agnostic?? like i believe in *something* but not in ‘God’ necessarily.
What was the last book you read? Did it impress you and why? i haven’t read in so longgggg
What do you think about vegetarianism/veganism? i mean, you do you. i know for a fact i couldn’t do it because i’m so picky and depend on dairy products so i know i could never go vegan and idk man it’s just so much work.
How long have you been on Tumblr? since july of 13′ so wow. over 4 years… 0.0
Do you like Chineese food? ehh. i’m trying to like it more!
McDonalds or Subway? mcdonalds probably.
Vodka or whiskey? neither bleh
Alcohol or drugs? drugs ?? i guess - only if weed counts ??
Ever been out of your province/state/country? yes many times
Meaning behind your blog name? don’t wanna talk about it
What are you scared of? lots of things; insects mainly, and open water - like not even just the ocean, but even lakes and ponds too.
Last time you were insulted? i can’t remember ?? damn, that’s a great feeling
Most traumatic experience? probably the time i was having seizures for 5 years straight. thankfully i’ve been seizure free for about 6 years now.
Perfect date idea? something corny or cheesy idk. i love simple things like going to a park and talking for hours and eating ice cream and laughing about nonsense.
Favourite app on your phone? tumblr for sure, or 8-ball pool *cause i’m such a cool kid*
What colour are the walls in your room? navy blue
Do you watch Youtube? Who is your favourite youtuber? always and forever a fothermucker (; @jackskellin
Share your favourite quote. “i’d rather be hated for who i am, than loved for who i am not.” - miles mckenna
What is the meaning of life? who knows, man. just enjoy the ride.
Do you like horror movies? eh not really, i’m a total baby. but my new friend is probably gonna end up making me like them cause that’s all she watches.
Have you ever made your mum cry? What happened? yeah probably a bunch of times. we used to fight all the time. we both weren’t mentally great a few years ago. mainly due to my dad dealing with being an alcoholic. we’re much better now, thankfully.
Do you feel lucky or special in a way? yeah i definitely feel lucky a lot of the time.
Can you keep a secret? always.
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In The Shade - a RvB fic
Grif can tell Sarge what they weren't doing parked in the shade for 2 hours.
Rating: M // Length: 2549 words // Pairing: Grimmons
Tags: some sappiness, some nsfw, some angst, who knows where i was going with this one? not me!
“What were you doing parked in the shade for two hours?”
“Well, I can tell you weren’t doing...”
"I'm stopping here, I need to catch my breath." Grif said, driving back behind a huge pillar of rock and into the shade it created. "You know, you have a really good arm with that stuff. I never would have thought you could hit that foot-shaped boulder with the dynamite. Where did you get that stuff anyway?"
"Sarge keeps a large stash of it by his nightstand... I always thought it was kind of odd, but since I'm the only other one allowed in his room since he hates you and Donut can't even find his way around the fucking base, I can borrow some whenever I want to," Simmons was speaking with a matter-of-fact tone as he fidgeted with his helmet. He stopped as he finished his sentence to face Grif again. "Why does he hate you so much, anyway?"
"Some people just make mistakes, I guess. I'm pretty awesome, so I mean, it's his loss." Grif was crossing his arms now, and Simmons narrowed his eyes behind his visor and sighed dismissively. "Yyyeah, nevermind, I remember why.. Okay. Anyways, I'm starting to get a bad feeling about parking here." Looking down at the floor of the jeep below him, he couldn't pinpoint what was making him feel weird.
"What? Why? Simmons, don't tell me you miss Sarge that bad already, we've been gone like fifteen minutes."
"Huh? No! Don't be stupid, it's the jeep, it sounds different."
"Sounds different? Man, you're hearing things now. You're losing it for real."
"No, I'm not." Simmons was losing patience for his orange-armored teammate. Though, honestly he had none to begin with.
"Loosen up, Dimmons. We're just stopping for a little bit anyways." Grif was having none of it and slid down in his seat, putting his hands behind his head and closing his eyes. He fully intended to take a nap.
"Wait, 'Dimmons'?" Simmons asked, unsure whether to even be offended.
"Yeah, Dimmons. Like, dim. As in not bright. See? You didn't even catch something simple like that. Dimmons."
The maroon-armored man just stared at him. "That is the dumbest thing you've ever come up with. It's almost impressive." he remarked. Grif didn't respond, just sunk lower in his seat.
So the silence began. It had been about five minutes and all the sound there was was the low rumble of the Warthog; And five minutes of silence is a long fucking time in Blood Gulch. Simmons was fidgety from the feeling of anxiety regarding the Warthog, but Grif couldn't be more relaxed. Simmons looked around for something to do. His sight caught the dynamite again for a second, but he decided that wasn't the best idea. He briefly thought about how he wished Grif was even capable of having second thoughts like that. The Warthog shifted as Grif sat up some.
"I'm bored."
"Let's go back then. The jeep is being weird."
"It's the same as it was ten minutes ago, Simmons. Just let it go,"
"I'm serious!"
"You're always serious, could you take it easy for a while? Jeez, I should expect nothing less from the kiss-ass." Grif sneered. Simmons groaned.
"Fine, but when something goes wrong- not if, when- you do not get to blame it on me. And I get to say I told you so."
"Fine. Tightass."
Ten minutes went by. Vague conversation led to deeper questions and discussions about things going on in the Gulch. Simmons seemed way more into the discussion than Grif unless Grif was the one talking. It was actually sort of nice; It was refreshing compared to the constant ridiculous grumbling and bickering. They were both thinking it.
“So, what I’m saying is, honestly, who fuckin’ cares which side of the canyon we’re on, whichever color we’re wearing or anything like that?” Grif threw his hands up in a heated shrug, nearly knocking one into Simmons’s helmet. “Jesus... Yeah, I mean you’re right, it’s pretty goddamn stupid.Especially given that it’s a canyon, with no fucking merit to have control over anyway. Not to mention the fact that you’d do the same amount of not working on either side.” Simmons agreed, holding Grif’s hand away from his helmet. The orange tinted soldier pulled it away and shifted in his seat to face him more.”Dude, I don’t even know what you guys look like.” he stated with a voice of discontent. That clearly had been on his mind for a while. There was a pause.
“Take your helmet off.”
“What? No! Why? You take your helmet off!”
“Okay, fine. Show me yours, I’ll show you mine.”
“Don’t say it like that. Why would I do that? I’d probably die if I did.”
“Why would you die? Stop being a baby and take it off; Look, same time,” Grif put his hands on the sides of his helmet, ready to pull it off. Simmons knew Grif may be lazy, but that never stops him from being stubborn as hell when he wants something. He can be stubborn as hell about being lazy as hell. But right now, he wanted him... Wait, that sounded weird. Scratch that. Simmons caved.
“Fine, same time. God this is so fucking stupid.” he remarked, but his hands went up to his helmet anyways. “Ready?”
“Okay, one... Two... Three!” Grif counted down and Simmons pulled off his helmet. Only Simmons.
Grif hadn’t pulled hard enough to get it off the first time, and then stopped trying as he got... Distracted. Simmons’s tan skin and red hair are what he saw first, then his out-of-focus brown eyes, then, oh god, his freckles. Grif’s eyes were wide behind his visor, and suddenly his helmet was really hot. Simmons was just pissed off and embarrassed, glaring at him for fooling him into being the only one without his helmet. He reached over and put his hands on top of Grif’s on his helmet, ready to pull it off. “No, I’m not being the only one to do this, fuck you. Take that thing off, asshole. That’s not fair!” Simmons was pulling on the helmet, but from his angle it wasn’t exactly easy. Grif snapped out of it. “Okay, okay, fine, Jesus... Let go of me! I’m taking it off!” he knocked Simmons’s hands away and slid his helmet off of his head. His brown hair bounced down in a fluff. Simmons grabbed his glasses from where he’d put them in his armor and slid them onto his face.
Their eyes met, and there was silence. Simmons looked him over; His dark skin and the hazel eyes capturing him in an instant. Grif had a couple of tiny moles on his face, one under his left eye and one right above his jawline... It was cute, Simmons thought. Then he realized what he was thinking and now both of their faces were hot.
Staring at eachother was a strange experience. Both of them didn’t want to look away, but also didn’t want to seem weird. Not to mention now both of their cheeks were hot. It was getting to where they were aching to put their hands on the other’s face to closer examine it. Grif cleared his throat. “Uh. You wear... Glasses?” he asked, speaking up after what seemed like ages. That made Simmons look down and away a bit. “Yeah, my visor has the prescription I need though, so I only carry them around in case my visor cracks or something. I’m honestly surprised it hasn’t with you guys around. It’s good to be prepared.” he explained. Grif was amazed to finally put this voice to this face. Simmons thought the same. “So,” Simmons said, thought he started it and had no idea where he was going with it.
“Yeah. So. Uh, this is usually the part where I’d initiate truth or dare or something. If you were a girl.” Catching himself with that remark, it sounded more forced than ever. Are you kidding? Who knows how many years of sexual tension they had built up with their bickering and with Grif’s occasional gay remark, and how could we forget Grif’s calling Simmons gay. Of course he’d propose something as childish as that. Simmons knew something like that was coming eventually. He rolled his eyes, looking away from him and crossing his arms. “That’s the dumbest thing you could have said right now.” he said, not meeting his eyes. He looked troubled. Grif furrowed his eyebrows and looked at him, trying to see his face better again. “Uh, are you okay dude...?” he asked, kind of confused, but sounding more impatient as he wanted to see his face more and now the guy’s fuckin’ hiding it or something.
“Yeah, of course I’m fine? Why wouldn’t I be okay?” Simmons replied defensively. He seemed insecure about his appearance, though Grif had run into some hints towards that before. “Is this like... Like when you hide in the bathroom and cry, and then I go in there and the mirror’s all cracked up from you punching the shit out of your reflection?” he asked bluntly. Simmons tensed. Ouch. Grif sighed. “I don’t know why you do that. I think you look good, honestly. You know, for a dude.”
Simmons bit the inside of his cheek, looking back at Grif as he put his hand on his shoulder. Grif patted there, looking at him. “Cheer up, jackass. I mean, look at me. You could be this unlucky.” he said with a little laugh. “This is the only time I’ll admit you’re hotter than me. Hope you recorded that because I’m not saying it again.” Simmons’s face was hot again.
“Oh yeah. I got that on recording for sure.” he said, and Grif huffed.
“Good, then now you have something new to jerk off to when Sarge won’t tell you ‘Good work, Simmons!’“ he teased.
Simmons groaned. “God, you’re unbearable.”
Grif moved a little closer to him. “Hey, uh.” he had no control over the words that were leaving his mouth, they poured out like a waterfall pieced together from rash thoughts, “So, I mean, we’re alone, and I know you like what you see, and if I admit that so do I, do you think that maybe uh... We could do something about that?” he was looking at Simmons while he leaned kind of closer. Simmons’s eyes widened.
“What? Dude, and you call me gay all the time? That was gay. You want to do gay stuff with me?” he was in awe, taken aback by Grif’s proposition, but Grif took it as him shooting him down.
“Fine, okay, yeah, nevermind.”
“No,wait I uh. Okay, sure, I’m not really... Opposed. I guess. God, this is stupid.” his cheeks were burning, and he didn’t even know what Grif had in mind. Grif didn’t hesitate to take advantage of the yes before Simmons changed his mind, grabbing the ginger by the front of his armor and yanking him closer, kissing him immediately. God, they’d both forgotten what human contact felt like, and, well, Simmons never knew. Not kissing anyways. And definitely not more than that. Simmons was so tense that Grif broke away from the kiss to speak again.
“Dude, chill the fuck out, we’re the only two in the middle of this desert. Your secret is totally safe with me.” he said mockingly. A look of bewilderment crossed Simmons’s already distressed expression.
“What? My secret?! This was your idea!” he argued, and Grif of course ignored that completely and kissed him again, closing his eyes. Simmons couldn’t help but give in, allowing himself to, as Grif said it, ‘chill the fuck out’. He melted into the contact and his eyelids fell half shut. He leaned in slightly closer and put his hands on the sides of Grif’s face, then moved one to the orange soldier’s hair. This wasn’t happening, he thought, he’d wake up with a boner any minute now, he was pretty sure of it. Though, it just kept happening. It was still happening. Still. It’s really happening. Oh god, he thought, this is really happening and I have no idea how it works. Simmons grew tense again and Grif just moved his hands to wrap around Simmons’s middle and pull him closer. Simmons broke away and opened his eyes, looking at Grif, who then also opened his eyes.
“Are you okay?” Grif asked him, not trying to overstep any weird boundaries with him or something... Boundaries were something Simmons had a lot of, many of which Grif overstepped on a daily basis. But these would be in a whole new category.
“Yes I’m... I just don’t really, uh. Know how to do this.” he admitted, though he was aware that this was common knowledge.
“You’re doing fine, just-” Grif was interrupted by the Warthog sputtering under them and promptly falling out of commission completely. “Oh, god damn it. You have got to be kidding me.”
Simmons’s eyes grey wide and he moved back from Grif, though he stayed in his arms how he was being held. “I knew it! I knew there was something wrong with the jeep and you didn’t believe me, and now it’s dead! We’re dead!” he yelled in his usual panicked voice that came out when anything went wrong. Grif held onto him tighter. “It’s. Fine. Jesus, Simmons, you’d think by now you’d learn how to let something go but here we are, in the middle of sharing a fuckin’ moment, and you’re intent on yelling about something that doesn’t matter.”
“It does, matter, Grif! A lot!” he was this close to jumping out of the car and running back on his own, but something was keeping him from that. And it wasn’t the fact that Grif had a hold on him like he was the last person on the planet. It was the fact that it was Grif, and that we was in this situation. With him. “It’s... Fine, it’ll be... Okay...” he slowly calmed down, resting back to where he was before.
“Thank Christ... Uh, so where were we?”
“Don’t say it like that.”
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A while later, and I mean a while, they arrived back to the others. They had a few more marks under their armor than they did going in, and under their helmets they wore wide, knowing grins. They both knew it’d be back to normal soon, though. Approaching them was none other than Sarge.
“Grif, Simmons, where’ve you two been?”
Simmons straightened up. “Our patrol didn’t go exactly as planned, Sarge.”
Yeah, I’ll say, Grif thought with a dumb smirk on his now chapped lips.
Sarge furrowed his brows beneath his visor and was paying closer attention now. “Did you find something? Wait a minute, where’s the jeep?”
Grif took a breath. This was gonna be interesting to explain away. “Yeeeah, it’s like this.”
#red versus blue#red vs blue#rvb#grif#simmons#grimmons#rvb fanfic#this might be inconsistent#i dont want to reread it again because i might begin to hate it and end up just deleting it and i need to get it out here#i forgot about it for a bit actually
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100 questions
I was bored af and tried to do these questions.
1. Is a kiss considered cheating?
ya.
2. Have you ever faked an orgasm?
Not one I could think of
3. If you could have one superpower, what would it be?
probably flying
4. Do you think you are going to be rich in 7-8-9 years?
hopefullyyyyy
5. Tell us some funny drunk story.
Oh my god I know so many but a bunch of friends and I were celebrating midsummer and we had this wooden cross which we’d decorate with branches and flowers and one of my friends (he’s got long wavy hair) stole my flower crown and carried that cross halfway home through half of the town we live in and it was like half past 1 in the morning and the people on the streets were shouting ‘oh my god it’s Jesus’ all the time and that was freaking hilarious
6. Why are you no longer together with your ex?
long distance isn’t cool
7. If you had to choose one way to die, what would it be?
I don’t think of shit like this often but I’d like to have it quick and simple
8: What are your current goals?
becoming a pro in photography (concerts mainly) and drone videography (basically shooting aerial footage for music videos and movies, that would be the most rad thing)
9. Do you like someone?
I actually like a lot of people
10. Who was the last person to disappoint you?
ugh, there are a few people who do that frequently but mostly band members
11. Do you like your body?
parts.
12. Can you keep a diet?
Nope I’m pretty weak regarding food
13. If the whole world listened to you right now, what would you say?
Stop fucking killing each other and try to love everyone regardless of their origin or religion or sexuality or views
14. Do you work?
I study Scandinavian Studies but I’ll be working as an aupair in Finland starting in August 2017
15. If you could choose only one food to eat for the rest of you life, what would it be?
This is the toughest freaking question anyone has ever asked
16. Would you get a tattoo?
I actually have 5
17. Something you don’t mind spending all your money on?
concerts, cameras, things that make me genuinely happy
18. Can you drive?
what? A car? A person insane? Like a fucking champ
19. When was the last time someone told you you were beautiful?
my best friend aka Julienne that gorgeous shining bean
20. What was the last thing you cried for?
my dad being my dad
21. Do you keep a journal?
I have a scrapbook where I put random little things like receipts from vacations or stuff like that in and I also print out mini photos for it
22. Is life fun?
What kind of question is this? Life’s an up and down
23. Is farting in front of people irrelevant?
as long as they don’t hear it and you can smell it away
24. What’s your dream car?
VW Golf R in metallic dark blue
25. Are grades in school important?
As long as you don’t fail the class entirely or get kicked out of school it’s fine. Grades are so fucking overrated these days
26. Describe your crush.
Ahahahaha he’s suuuuch a dork, especially whenever he’s drunk haha no but seriously he’s a dork and he get’s pretty touchy then
27. What was the last book/movie that really impressed you?
uhh, can’t rememberrrr
28. What was your last lie?
I really don’t lie often but maybe I said I wasn’t feeling well just to avoid going out with some friends
29. Dumbest lie you ever told?
I think there are a lot of dumb things I told so I can’t really think of one specifically right now
30. Is crying in front of people embarrassing?
depends on the people but generally yes even though it shouldn’t be
31. Something you did and you are proud of?
my photographs of band members
32. Favorite cocktail?
Not tasted all of em but I love Mojitos
33. Something you are good at?
sleeping, eating, taking photos, being dumb
34. Do you like small kids?
depends on the kids
35. How are you feeling right now?
stuffed with lunch and tired but generally fine because life’s good
36. What would you name your daughter/son?
daughter: Ebba
son: Heinz-Ewald!
37. What do you need to be happy?
music, positive vibes and photography
38. Is there someone you want to punch in the face right now?
I’m a very non-violent person so nope.. maybe Trump tho
39. What was the last gift you received?
my grandma bought me a new handbag yesterday and it’s fabulous
40. What was the last gift you gave?
frozen flavoured water to my beloved Fachschaft
41. What was the last concert you went to?
A Finnish band called ‘Wake The Nations’, I had the pleasure to take pics for them there hehe
42. Favorite place to shop at?
C&A, H&M
43. Who inspires you?
Sawyer Hartmann & Logan Henderson, actually a lot more human beings
44. How old were you when you first got drunk?
I’m pretty good with alcohol so I have to drink a ton to get drunk and I’m a poor student so basically I was 20 (and I still am 20 lol)
45. How old were you when you first got high?
never got there
46. How old were you when you first had sex?
never got there either
47. When was your first kiss?
2013 lol
48. Something you want to do until the end of this year?
staying in Finland haha
49. Is there something in the past you wish you hadn’t done?
A lot of embarrassing things honestly
50. Post a selfie
there are photos of me on this blog come on
51. Who are you most comfortable around?
my best friends of course!
52. Name one thing that terrifies you.
insects
53. What kind of books do you read?
none honestly
54. What would you tell your 12 year old self?
“Nick Jonas won’t marry you and never fall for boys, they won’t value your good heart”
55. What is your favorite flower?
white roses
56. Any bad habits you have?
I have many, can’t choose
57. What kind of people are you attracted to?
ugh, I deffo don’t have a specific type of person, it really strongly depends on the person. It can be the metalhead in one of the other Fachschaften and it also can be the hot model or the mysterious musician whose head is in the clouds 99% of the time. As long as the person treats me right and isn’t suuuuuper weird it really can be anyone.
58. What was the last thing you cried for?
didn’t we have that question already
59. Is there something you don’t eat? Some food that truly disgusts you?
Yaaaaa. I hate mushrooms, any sort of fish, snails, insects, basically all that stuff that Germans don’t eat, and oh yeah we have that thing called blood sausage here which is the most awful thing ever
60. Are you in love?
all the time
61. Something you find romantic?
lying in the grass at night time staring into the sky and talking is something I wanna do with someone special
62. How long was your longest relationship?
6 months? long distance I mentioned that
63. What are three things that irritate you about the same sex?
- why do girls bath their faces in tons of make up EVERY SINGLE DAY like I don’t even wear more than mascara EVER
- why do girls have to be so disgusting when it comes to public toilets and stuff
- arrogance
64. What are three things that irritate you about the opposite sex?
- superior behavior
- beards
- can’t think of the third rn
65. What are you saving money for?
for my further studies in October 2018
66. How would you describe your bad side?
bad..?
67. Are you actually a good person? Why?
I always try to be nice to people and approach them without any prejudice and I try to make people feel good in my presence
68. What are you living for?
music and photography haha
69. Have you ever done anything illegal?
I parked illegally a couple times lol
70. Do you like your body?
check out question 11
71. Have you ever made someone feel bad about themselves intentionally?
I strongly hope I haven’t
72. Ever sent nudes?
lmao nope
73. Have you ever cheated on someone?
In my mindddddd lol
74. Favorite candy?
Ferrero Rocher. I’d die for them.
75. Is there a blog you visit every day or almost every day? Tag it!
nopeeee I’m sorry I’m lame
76. Do you play any computer games? What’s your favorite?
I used to play Rollercoaster Tycoon and Sims 2-4 a loooooot
77. Favorite TV series?
Riverdale!!!! And the old German series ‘Wege zum Glück’ which is such a soap opera but I’m a sucker for it still
78. Are you religious? Does God exist?
There have been so many “coincidences” that make it hard to believe he isn’t existent. And also there’s so much positive stuff in my life right now, I think he led me where I am right now.
79. What was the last book you read? Did it impress you and why?
I read a Swedish book from Henning Mankell about murders and it was cool
80. What do you think about vegetarianism/veganism?
everyone is allowed to eat what they want, I don’t even careee
81. How long have you been on tumblr?
since 2011/12, not sure
82. Do you like Chinese food?
every now and then, yes.
83. McDonalds or Subway?
Megges!
84. Vodka or whiskey?
V!
85. Alcohol or drugs?
only done alcohol so that’s it for me
86. Ever been out of your province/state/country?
of course!!!
87. Meaning behind your blog name?
it’s my favorite song by the Swedish band called ‘DNKL’
88. What are you scared of?
not finding someone to spend the rest of my life with
89. Last time you were insulted?
I tend to suppress things like this
90. Most traumatic experience?
being taken away from my grandparents regularly when I was young
91. Perfect date idea?
it has to do with sunsets and the ocean
92. Favorite app on your phone?
Instagrammmmm
93. What color are the walls in your room?
white
94. Do you watch Youtube? Who is your favorite youtuber?
I love the vlogs from Lex&Los and I am obsessed with the videos of the Swabian comedian Dodokay.
95. Share your favorite quote.
boy there are so many I can’t even come up with one right now
96. What is the meaning of life?
finding that one passion and doing everything to live that passion every day
97. Do you like horror movies?
N O P E
98. Have you ever made your mum cry? What happened?
probably my birth has made her cry at some point
99. Do you feel lucky or special in a way?
the way some bandmembers treat me is truly something special hehe yes
100. Can you keep a secret?
for sure!
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para || Friday and Cuddles: Brobastian, 1/27/2017
Tagging: @sebadasssmythe @wmhs-marleyrose @mr-blaindersonand @squaredancing-weston
Time: Friday evening to Saturday morning, 27-28 January 2017
Setting: Lima Memorial Medical Center, Lima, OH
Summary: Blaine decides to take Marley home for a shower and food, and leaves Brody in charge of babysitting Sebastian in the hospital-- away from the waiting room.
Headcanon Part Three (A) of Three
"We'll be back." He turned back around. "Well, I guess we should go, see if Brody's still down in the waiting room and see if I can either get him up here or to go home and get some sleep."
Sebastian presses his lips together. He's avoided asking for Brody thus far, hoping that the idiot would come up of his own free will, but apparently not. By all rights, he should be telling them to send the older teacher home - but Sebastian needs to see him. To... thank him. Or something. All he knows is that he wants to /see/ him. "Send him up." Only for a little bit. He's not going to force him to sit and wait with him or anything. Why he's even still here is beyond Sebastian - but he can't say he's not grateful.
Blaine, probably a little too dramatically, threw his hands up. "THANK YOU." He didn't even wait for an answer as he grabbed Marley's hand and pulled her through the door. As they passed Brody, Blaine stopped quickly. "He wants you. So will you /please/ go see him?"
Marley let out a soft sigh, because leaving wasn't on the table, but she had to go. She was kind of glad he said he wanted to see Brody, and she hugged Bas tightly, before heading out the door, a bit surprised by Blaine's excitement. She stood there awkwardly as Blaine told Brody Sebastian wants to see him, and she shifted, tucking back her hair. "Thanks again.." She mumbled, looking at him almost longingly, before swallowing and looking away.
Brody is still in the waiting room-- still thinking about leaving. Soon. What little sun is visible is going down. How long has he been here? And suddenly there was a clattering of footfalls as Blaine and Marley raced in front of him, causing his eyes to widen in surprise and his heart to to jolt, "Oh my god-- what--" he starts, expecting the worst, but luckily Blaine's expression is a little too...enthusiastic? for bad news. Or at least normal bad news-- instead Brody is being asked to babysit. "Oh, I can't--” he stammers “-- I'm actually--" Blaine cuts him off, insisting that Bas can't be left alone, and they'll only be gone for a little while, and Brody feels his stomach twist. Bas wanted to see him? Why the hell would Sebastian want anything to do with him? But Marley looks dead on her feet in his clothes, and Blaine is forceful, and so Brody nods and //finally// manages to shift into a stand, his muscles groaning as they finally change position
"Um, sure, yeah," he tells her, meeting Marley's gaze for a moment and then letting his eyes drop down. He wants to say something, do something to comfort her, but every time he gets close he ends up doing something stupid, so he keeps the distance intact. He swallows thickly, nodding again before turning to the elevator and beginning the trip up the stairs
He doesn't even know what he is going to say. He's been so worried-- so frustrated. All of that anxiety and terror that he's been pushing back down since this morning is suddenly beginning to boil in his veins as it seemingly gains momentum with his strides, and by the time he reaches Sebastian's room, he’s actually pretty damned pissed again
"When I said do something about it, I did //NOT// mean to stand outside shirtless in the snow in front of her house and get freaking pneumonia." Maybe not the best first words of greeting they've had in almost a month, but Brody has a lot of conflicting emotions, so give him a break.
Sebastian knows he should be thanking the older man - or apologising, or something - but the first thing he does when the other walks through the room is scoff and roll his eyes, ignoring the warm feeling that settles in his chest at the sound of the asshole's voice. "Good to see you, too, Brodes. Glad to see my misfortune hasn't softened you any."
Brody shouldn't be yelling-- Bas looks like hell, although he at least has some color back to him and is dry and is breathing more normally. But still-- the guy's in a hospital gown, face pale, with a freaking needle sticking out of his arm. Brody shouldn't be angry at him. But he was so goddamned worried, and he's fighting the impulse to reach over and kiss the guy and...he's just got a lot of feelings right now.
Instead, he manages to lower his voice and settle by shaking his head, face still turned down. "What the hell did you think you were doing?" he demands, his eyes betraying the fact that he's not nearly as angry as his voice implies.
At Brody's question, Sebastian thinks he catches something in Brody's eyes, but his own eyes fall to his lap as he twists the shitty hospital sheets in his hand. If he doesn't find something to occupy them, he'll end up reaching out for Brody, and that would be... weird, because why the hell would he do that? He lets out an unsteady breath and shrugs. "I was drunk."
At the incredibly stupid answer, Brody lets out a loud exhale, rubbing a hand roughly across his tired features. "I'll never get sick," his voice parrots back sarcastically. "I'll be //fine//. What part of //Ohio// and //winter// was beyond you?" His chest is too tight-- he's not sure he can breathe really. Brody bites down hard on his lip, because it's just...it's hard. Not just dealing with Sebastian being stupid, but more so when he's just around Sebastian being //Sebastian//. He misses the damn asshole, and he hates how they're this close and yet he can't do anything, because he's determined to do the right thing for once. "You know, you scared the shit of m--Marley," he quickly corrects himself. "And, Blaine, and everyone," he tacks on lamely.
Sebastian groans, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Fine. On this one occasion, you were right, okay? Congratulations. Must be a big moment for you." The conviction in his voice is a little weaker than usual, and he's pretty sure he's fooling no one, but at least he can say to himself that he tried. He shrugs again. "Didn't mean to. Alcohol makes us do stupid things." Like attempt to tell a girl who isn't good enough for you how you feel, apparently. Or forget that you had a spare key to her house. Or, you know, make taking your shirt off in the middle of - as Brody so calmly put it - /Ohio/ in /winter/ seem like a good idea. "I already apologised to Blaine and Marley." Not that it was enough, but what else can he do?
Far from feeling vindicated, Brody just feels awful that Bas has actually proven him //right//. Against his better judgement, he steps further into the room, his legs brushing against the bed as he watches Bas shrug. "Or it makes you try to do something smart, but in the dumbest way possible?" he suggests, hand resting on the blanket covering his leg. "Yeah, I know." He wonders if Bas is pointedly avoiding apologizing to him or if he just really doesn't warrant an apology. It was Marley who called him over anyways; that's hardly Bas' fault. If anything, Brody wouldn't want it, since he still feels stupid for challenging a drunken Bas to doing something in the first place-- what had made him think that was a good idea //at all//? "Just...promise me you won't do something like that again? I'm not sure how many of these ass-end of the night calls I've got left in me. I'm an old man Sebastian," he reminds him, trying to inject a little humor in the heavy conversation. "We can't handle these kind of things."
"Smart thing would've been to leave it alone," Sebastian replies, knowing all too well that he's pretty much admitting the reason that he'd been at Marley's in the first place. So fucking stupid. He gazes up at Brody, huffing. "If you're gonna stay for a bit, you could at least just sit down." He gestures to the space beside him on the bed that had been earlier occupied by Marley with his head. It has nothing to do with the fact that he wanted Brody closer to him, obviously. Although the traitorous part of his brain can't help but muse that the comfort wouldn't go amiss right now. /Shut up/. He should apologise. He knows he should. But the words seem to just get caught in his throat, and he swallows them back down. He lets out a puff of laughter at Brody's statement, though, and the humour in it slightly loosens the knot in his chest. "I'll try. Wouldn't want to push you in your fragile state." He seeks out Brody's eyes, swallowing. "Thanks for... you know..." he nods, giving another (slightly awkward) shrug. It's the best he can manage right now.
And there it is. Well, not really, but Bas was pretty much as close as he was going to get to ever admitting what all three of them knew anyways. Brody wishes he had it in him to push the guy further-- Bas could be a great boyfriend; Marley was so much better when he was around. But honestly? Brody was beat down from the whole thing. And if Bas was out getting himself killed, he just didn't want to push the guy even further. And maybe-- //maybe// -- a tiny part of him just...doesn't want to talk about Marley right now. They always end up fighting when they are talking about Marley. Right now they aren't fighting, and it’s nice-- soothing, really. So Brody just shoves aside all attempts at matchmaking or even knocking some sense into the guy who already looks like he's been knocked around pretty hard, and let’s it go. That doesn't mean he isn't hesitant, when Bas invites him to sit. Brody shouldn't even be in here-- he is making things worse, more complicated, and getting closer to Sebastian isn't going to help. But the poor guy is just...sad, just sitting there, stuck in a crappy little twin bed, and Brody's chest twists a little. He guesses he can just stay for a minute, he rationalizes. Maybe get him to go back to sleep. And then once he does he'll move over-- no big deal. Brody's bigger than Marley, who was obviously wrinkling the sheets beforehand, but he slides next to the idiot carefully anyways, half-hanging off the bed as he makes sure not to disturb the other. The only way he can really manage is by putting himself at an angle, his back resting against the wall just behind Bas' shoulder, arm carefully resting behind him, hand dangling in midair-- not touching. That'd be...intimate-- weird. Not them at all. But he finds a tolerable position and breathes deeply, pretending the best part of the air isn't the scent of Bas' hair so close to him he could just bury his face in the haphazard mess. He smirks at the guy's laugh-- it helps. "Seriously man; I'm one slip up away from ending up in an old folks home with my grandpa-- do you know what they serve at those places?"
Those green eyes hit him, and Brody's pretty sure he forgets how to breathe for a minute. Bas just isn't cut out for this thing, but Brody appreciates the effort more than he'll say. Out loud though, he just gives a half smile and shakes his head dismissively. "It's whatever," he tells him. "Don't worry about it." He'd do it again-- he knows he shouldn't, but he also already knows that no matter which of them calls, at whatever time for whatever reason, he'll always come running. "I'm just glad, you know..." you weren't dead seems a little extreme, and that I could help seems too personal, so he just lets the words hang by themselves.
In all honesty, Sebastian's just grateful that Brody doesn't push the subject. This is the first conversation that they've had that hadn't surrounded Marley, and it's nice. He's missed this. He lets out a breath when Brody sits next to him, and his body automatically shifts a little closer into the heat. Which... what is he doing exactly? He has no idea, but his body isn't quite willing to move away. The comfort soothes him a little bit, so he doesn't comment and tries not to think about what exactly /this/ means. "I'd rather never find out, Brodes," he replies with a weak chuckle, which catches the back of his throat, forcing him to shift away from Brody as he falls into a fit of chest-racking coughs. It doesn't take him long to seek out his heat once more though once it eventually ends, his head spinning a little bit and eyes drooping. He's too weak to even stop his head falling against Brody's shoulder blade as he shifts to get a little more comfortable. He lets out a trembled breath at the implications of Brody's words, giving him a short nod. "Yeah. Yeah, me too." He'd been reckless, but it didn't mean he was suicidal. He really didn't think it'd go /this/ far.
Brody gives a quiet inhale of surprise when Sebastian sidles next to him, contouring with his body. He didn't even figure Bas liked the whole snuggly-spooning thing-- not that that was what they were doing. The guy is just sick, and probably just gravitating toward the heat source, right? And yet his hand slides down, carefully rubbing up and down his arm in a soothing gesture. It is...a little weird-- not something Brody usually does with guys-- or at least not ones he'd slept with-- but it wasn't //bad//. He breathes again and let his muscles relax a little further into the tiny bed.The older man laughed with him, but his ease is abruptly cut off by Sebastian's coughing fit, he bolts upright next to him, arms hovering as he tries to figure out what to do, how to help. After a minute though, the episode resolves on its own, and Brody lets out a sigh of relief as Bas leans back into him, Brody having slid a little further into the mattress so that there was no longer any gaps between them besides the fabric of the blanket. Brody pulls him in as his head droops, swallowing thickly as they both acknowledge the might-have-been. Bas' voice shakes a little, and between the gentle stroking now reduced to just his thumb trailing up and down between Bas' exposed skin and just under his flimsy hospital gown Brody worries how that thing is even supposed to be keeping him warm? "So, did you insist on the pantsless look then?" he jokes softly, keeping the conversation light and quiet as he closes his own eyes, just taking in the other's scent. He wasn't going to ever get a chance at this again-- why not just take it all in for a minute? "Or were the nurses yet another gaggle of fans that thought you'd look better wearing as little as possible?"
When Brody's hand brushes over his arm, Sebastian exhales slowly, eyes sliding shut. It feels nice. They've never done anything like this. Well, obviously, because it was just sex, right? Although that thought seems... off, considering the position they're caught in right now. He furrows his brows, but brushes it from his mind.The position only gets more intimate when he falls back into him, though, and god, Sebastian can't bring himself to move. His chest is still raw, and he may or may not be wheezing a little bit, but he can't quite tell. As Brody's thumb drags over his arm, though, he can't exactly bring it in him to care. Not like he hadn't already lost most of his dignity last night, anyway, right? "Oh, that was entirely the nurses. Can you really blame him though?" he replied with a light chuckle, grateful that the conversation hadn't stilted any by their position. It's just comfortable. Which... is even more weird. Not that it's necessarily a bad thing. It's just... well. Nice.
He sounds sick. Well, no duh he sounds sick: he //is// sick. He almost died last night. It twists Brody up inside, and he instinctively pulls Bas closer; not that there's really any space left. But it was scary-- it's //still// scary, to think about what could have happened if Marley hadn't come home when she did. If Brody hadn't picked up the phone. Bas still feels hot, though not clammy anymore at least, but he'd rather keep the guy warm until he starts really complaining. Brody gives a soft laugh along with Sebastian. "No, not really. I mean, if some hot guy came into my section desperate to take off his clothes, I'd probably make it a little easier too." He shifts slightly, trying to get more comfortable. He suddenly feels a wave of exhaustion that he hadn't noticed before-- how long has he been here? "So, anybody come by yet that's lived up to the hot doctor-slash-nurse fantasy?" he asks with a smirk. "I've only been here a handful of times, but I feel like I keep missing them myself."
When Brody pulls him closer, a hum of contentment escapes Sebastian. He's not sure what prompted it, but he's hardly complaining. Which... yeah, okay. He could be a little bit needy when sick. Not that he got sick very often - although, far be it for him to deny it now, because, yeah - a little hard when he's in a hospital gown and hooked up to an IV. Because... he nearly got himself killed, and scared the shit out of his friends in the process. Not his finest moment, even /he/ has to admit. His shoulders shake with a quiet chuckle. "Sadly not. If you wanted to play doctor for me, I wouldn't mind, though." He can't really help himself - although he's really just all talk right now. He's not sure he could even get aroused if he tried in this state. Which is good, because - well, hospital. "Or maybe it's time to bring in the chaps and give me a show. I'm sick, after all. I deserve some form of entertainment."
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1. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU HELD HANDS WITH? - my little sister!2. ARE YOU OUTGOING OR SHY? - id be pretty outgoing if i didnt have social anxiety but yeah,, im shy af3. WHO ARE YOU LOOKING FORWARD TO SEEING? - AAA DREN IS COMING OUT IN THE SUMMER!! Allynah will also be hanging out with us for a bit while theyre here, too!! im so excited to hang out with both of them oml4. ARE YOU EASY TO GET ALONG WITH? - id hope so ? idk tho5. IF YOU WERE DRUNK WOULD THE PERSON YOU LIKE TAKE CARE OF YOU? - theyd probably be drunk too but yeah i think so? id probably take care of them more fhgdhf6. WHAT KIND OF PEOPLE ARE YOU ATTRACTED TO? - man,, fuck if i know,,, everyone, really?
7. DO YOU THINK YOU’LL BE IN A RELATIONSHIP TWO MONTHS FROM NOW? - fuCK NO lmao,, id love to be but its unrealistic8. WHO FROM THE OPPOSITE GENDER IS ON YOUR MIND? - opposite gender dbdsfdhgdsf9. DOES TALKING ABOUT SEX MAKE YOU UNCOMFORTABLE? - it depends, really?? on like who im talking to and how in depth it is? casual mentions of it are chill with me but if its very specific like,, things they like and/or have done before im,, im good dude10. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU HAD A DEEP CONVERSATION WITH? - fuck idk11. WHAT DOES THE MOST RECENT TEXT THAT YOU SENT SAY? - ‘HELLO ILY’12. WHAT ARE YOUR 5 FAVORITE SONGS RIGHT NOW? - oh shit uhh probably?? Someone in the Crowd from La La Land, Under My Skin by Jukebox the Ghost, I Know by Tom Odell (even tho it makes me Sad? ????), LGBT by Cupcakke, and We’ll Meet Again by Vera Lynn13. DO YOU LIKE IT WHEN PEOPLE PLAY WITH YOUR HAIR? - YES but i always feel super self conscious about it too oh boy14. DO YOU BELIEVE IN LUCK AND MIRACLES? - nah15. WHAT GOOD THING HAPPENED THIS SUMMER? - uhh i cant remember last summer very well rip but this upcoming summer Dren is coming out here for two weeks!!! and thats a v good thing B)16. WOULD YOU KISS THE LAST PERSON YOU KISSED AGAIN? - lmao N/A17. DO YOU THINK THERE IS LIFE ON OTHER PLANETS? - hell yeh but its not as advanced as we are/hope18. DO YOU STILL TALK TO YOUR FIRST CRUSH? - lmfao no i lost contact in like 3rd grade rip19. DO YOU LIKE BUBBLE BATHS? - i havent had one in years so im not sure?20. DO YOU LIKE YOUR NEIGHBORS? - yeah they all seem really nice but ive never met any of them21. WHAT ARE YOUR BAD HABITS? - Everything I Do22. WHERE WOULD YOU LIKE TO TRAVEL? - ooh anywhere, really?? travelling seems so heckin cool. id love to go to Canada and Amsterdam and Italy n stuff,, just anywhere23. DO YOU HAVE TRUST ISSUES? - l m a o24. FAVORITE PART OF YOUR DAILY ROUTINE? - going to sleep25. WHAT PART OF YOUR BODY ARE YOU MOST UNCOMFORTABLE WITH? - everything26. WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN YOU WAKE UP? - dissociate and/or go back to sleep27. DO YOU WISH YOUR SKIN WAS LIGHTER OR DARKER? - eeh my skin is hella pale so if it was just a little bit darker thatd be chill B)28. WHO ARE YOU MOST COMFORTABLE AROUND? - uhh fuck idk probably Dren and Allynah?29. HAVE ANY OF YOUR EX’S TOLD YOU THEY REGRET BREAKING UP? - N/A lmao30. DO YOU EVER WANT TO GET MARRIED? - maybe?? im not sure31. IF YOUR HAIR LONG ENOUGH FOR A PONY TAIL? - yeah but some pieces dont fit in it32. WHICH CELEBRITIES WOULD YOU HAVE A THREESOME WITH? - no thanks my dude33. SPELL YOUR NAME WITH YOUR CHIN. - ksatre
34. DO YOU PLAY SPORTS? WHAT SPORTS? - im Super unathletic,, id like to play a sport but i dont. im struggling in p.e. lmao35. WOULD YOU RATHER LIVE WITHOUT TV OR MUSIC? - tv36. HAVE YOU EVER LIKED SOMEONE AND NEVER TOLD THEM? - haha yeah every damn time37. WHAT DO YOU SAY DURING AWKWARD SILENCES? - i just laugh or stay silent38. DESCRIBE YOUR DREAM GIRL/GUY? - okay this is gonna sound crazy but.. th- they Like Me Back,, i know, Whoa..39. WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE STORES TO SHOP IN? - Target ?? it just feels really familiar for some reason,, prob bc i used to go there a lot as a child40. WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO AFTER HIGH SCHOOL? - die41. DO YOU BELIEVE EVERYONE DESERVES A SECOND CHANCE? - no42. IF YOUR BEING EXTREMELY QUIET WHAT DOES IT MEAN? - i dont have anything to say, im having a panic attack, or im holding in whatever i want to say43. DO YOU SMILE AT STRANGERS? - yeah!44. TRIP TO OUTER SPACE OR BOTTOM OF THE OCEAN? - SPACE45. WHAT MAKES YOU GET OUT OF BED IN THE MORNING? - i dont lol46. WHAT ARE YOU PARANOID ABOUT? - everything, my dude,, everything47. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN HIGH? - no48. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN DRUNK? - yes49. HAVE YOU DONE ANYTHING RECENTLY THAT YOU HOPE NOBODY FINDS OUT ABOUT? - no? i dont think so?50. WHAT WAS THE COLOUR OF THE LAST HOODIE YOU WORE? - black51. EVER WISHED YOU WERE SOMEONE ELSE? - constantly52. ONE THING YOU WISH YOU COULD CHANGE ABOUT YOURSELF? - Everything?53. FAVOURITE MAKEUP BRAND? - lol fuck if i know54. FAVOURITE STORE? - already answered above ?55. FAVOURITE BLOG? - i like that one blog that posts unflattering pictures of cats (im not gonna tag them tho rgdgfsdf)56. FAVOURITE COLOUR? - yellow57. FAVOURITE FOOD? - peaches or coffee tbh58. LAST THING YOU ATE? - cereal59. FIRST THING YOU ATE THIS MORNING? - cereal60. EVER WON A COMPETITION? FOR WHAT? - no i dont think so61. BEEN SUSPENDED/EXPELLED? FOR WHAT? - nope62. BEEN ARRESTED? FOR WHAT? - nope63. EVER BEEN IN LOVE? - fuq that, idk64. TELL US THE STORY OF YOUR FIRST KISS? - n/a
65. ARE YOU HUNGRY RIGHT NOW? - no66. DO YOU LIKE YOUR TUMBLR FRIENDS MORE THAN YOUR REAL FRIENDS? - what is the difference tho,, if we mean online vs offline then yes my online friends are better but theyre still my Real Friends ya feel67. FACEBOOK OR TWITTER? - twitter68. TWITTER OR TUMBLR? - tumblr69. ARE YOU WATCHING TV RIGHT NOW? - no70. NAMES OF YOUR BESTFRIENDS? - Dren, Allynah, Grace, Eli, Allison71. CRAVING SOMETHING? WHAT? - nope72. WHAT COLOUR ARE YOUR TOWELS? - we have a lot of different colors72. HOW MANY PILLOWS DO YOU SLEEP WITH? - two73. DO YOU SLEEP WITH STUFFED ANIMALS? - no74. HOW MANY STUFFED ANIMALS DO YOU THINK YOU HAVE? - none75. FAVOURITE ANIMAL? - cats76. WHAT COLOUR IS YOUR UNDERWEAR? - im too lazy to check77. CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA? - vanilla78. FAVOURITE ICE CREAM FLAVOUR? - mint chocolate chip for sure79. WHAT COLOUR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING? - black80. WHAT COLOUR PANTS? - red81. FAVOURITE TV SHOW? - the walking dead probably82. FAVOURITE MOVIE? - CAPTAIN AMERICA: TFA83. MEAN GIRLS OR MEAN GIRLS 2? - theres a second one?84. MEAN GIRLS OR 21 JUMP STREET? - ive never seen 21 jump street,, so mean girls85. FAVOURITE CHARACTER FROM MEAN GIRLS? - DAMIAN86. FAVOURITE CHARACTER FROM FINDING NEMO? - Squirt87. FIRST PERSON YOU TALKED TO TODAY? - n/a88. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO TODAY? - n/a89. NAME A PERSON YOU HATE? - m e90. NAME A PERSON YOU LOVE? - see #7091. IS THERE ANYONE YOU WANT TO PUNCH IN THE FACE RIGHT NOW? - ME92. IN A FIGHT WITH SOMEONE? - no93. HOW MANY SWEATPANTS DO YOU HAVE? - one pair i think?94. HOW MANY SWEATERS/HOODIES DO YOU HAVE? - two95. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? - if a musical counts, then Heathers. if not then i think how to train your dragon 2?96. FAVOURITE ACTRESS? - Lauren Cohan probably? idk97. FAVOURITE ACTOR? - andrew lincoln or chris evans98. DO YOU TAN A LOT? - nope99. HAVE ANY PETS? - YES i have four. three cats and one dog100. HOW ARE YOU FEELING? - sleepy101. DO YOU TYPE FAST? - yes102. DO YOU REGRET ANYTHING FROM YOUR PAST? - everything ??103. CAN YOU SPELL WELL? - fairly104. DO YOU MISS ANYONE FROM YOUR PAST? - yea105. EVER BEEN TO A BONFIRE PARTY? - we’ve had small parties with a little bonfire but ive never been to a BONFIRE PARTY,, i wish106. EVER BROKEN SOMEONE’S HEART? -probably not107. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN ON A HORSE? - uhhh i dont remember?? maybe?108. WHAT SHOULD YOU BE DOING? - i actually have no obligations right now,, thank god109. IS SOMETHING IRRITATING YOU RIGHT NOW? - me110. HAVE YOU EVER LIKED SOMEONE SO MUCH IT HURT? - yeah i have bpd111. DO YOU HAVE TRUST ISSUES? - this was already asked112. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU CRIED IN FRONT OF? - my brother i think113. WHAT WAS YOUR CHILDHOOD NICKNAME? - just? Kate? or i think Petuna was one too114. HAVE YOU EVER BEEN OUT OF YOUR PROVINCE/STATE? - yeah115. DO YOU PLAY THE WII? - we had a wii one time but i only used it like twice116. ARE YOU LISTENING TO MUSIC RIGHT NOW? - i was but then it ended and now its just silent and i didnt even notice.. im gonna change the song117. DO YOU LIKE CHICKEN NOODLE SOUP? - yes118. DO YOU LIKE CHINESE FOOD? - yes119. FAVOURITE BOOK? - perks of being a wallflower120. ARE YOU AFRAID OF THE DARK? - i get paranoid yeh121. ARE YOU MEAN? - yeah122. IS CHEATING EVER OKAY? - no u piece of shit123. CAN YOU KEEP WHITE SHOES CLEAN? - no dgfsfs124. DO YOU BELIEVE IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT? - infatuation, maybe, but not love125. DO YOU BELIEVE IN TRUE LOVE? - no126. ARE YOU CURRENTLY BORED? - nah this is keeping me busy127. WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY? - being included128. WOULD YOU CHANGE YOUR NAME? - im not sure? probably not129. WHAT YOUR ZODIAC SIGN? - sagittarius130. DO YOU LIKE SUBWAY? - sure131. YOUR BESTFRIEND OF THE OPPOSITE SEX LIKES YOU, WHAT DO YOU DO? - opposite sex,, and heck, if anyone liked me id doubt it and/or panic132. WHO’S THE LAST PERSON YOU HAD A DEEP CONVERSATION WITH? - idk but this was also already asked133. FAVOURITE LYRICS RIGHT NOW? - I wanna take you somewhere so you know I careBut it’s so cold and I don’t know whereI brought you daffodils in a pretty stringBut they won’t flower like they did last spring134. CAN YOU COUNT TO ONE MILLION? - i could but i dont want to135. DUMBEST LIE YOU EVER TOLD? - i dont remember136. DO YOU SLEEP WITH YOUR DOORS OPEN OR CLOSED? - closed137. HOW TALL ARE YOU? - 5′6138. CURLY OR STRAIGHT HAIR? - i have curly hair139. BRUNETTE OR BLONDE? - im a brunette140. SUMMER OR WINTER? - summer141. NIGHT OR DAY? - day142. FAVOURITE MONTH? - october probably?143. ARE YOU A VEGETARIAN? - no but id like to try it some time144. DARK, MILK OR WHITE CHOCOLATE? - milk chocolate145. TEA OR COFFEE? - coffee but both are good146. WAS TODAY A GOOD DAY? - idk i just woke up147. MARS OR SNICKERS? - ive never had a mars bar so snickers?148. WHAT’S YOUR FAVOURITE QUOTE? - “you’re not a sad story. you are alive.”149. DO YOU BELIEVE IN GHOSTS? - idk150. GET THE CLOSEST BOOK NEXT TO YOU, OPEN IT TO PAGE 42, WHAT’S THE FIRST LINE ON THAT PAGE? - How can you use a topographic map to interpret information about an area?
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