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hellflame-for-a-reason · 3 years

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Private tutoring

Lesson one: The safety check

"I'm sorry if I've done anything wrong ma'am, I hope everything's alright." Tenya Iida carefully approached the desk.

The r-rated pro hero Midnight was sitting in the chair behind the desk, looking at him. "You're not in trouble sweetie, just sit down, rest those pretty little legs of yours."

Tenya was used to people commenting on his legs so he didn't pay any mind to it, taking a seat behind one of the student desks. "What did you want to speak with me about then Ms Kayama?"

"Ugh," she shuddered, "don't be so formal Tenya! You've known me since you were little, what happened to calling me 'miss nemu'?"

"You're a teacher, I'm merely showing my respect."

"Ok well this conversation isn't part of my job so you don't have to respect me; it's either Midnight or Miss Nemu out of school hours, alright Tenya?"

"Yes ma'am," Tenya sighed, bowing his head in respect, "so what is the topic of this conver then? If not school?"

Midnight smirked at that, leaning back and putting her feet up on the desk. Tenya suddenly felt an urge to lecture her but bit it back, knowing that she might not want to be treated like a teacher, he should still show her some respect. "That boy in your class; the green haired one, you like him don't you?"

Oh no, Tenya could feel his face heating up, and clearly it had turned a certain colour too if Midnight's reaction had anything to do with it. She laughed and whooped, "I knew it! Ha! You act the exact same way Tensei does when he's got a crush."

"I…" he stood, the light glinting off his glasses and hiding his eyes, "I have to object! This line of questioning is extremely inappropriate, I must ask you to stop."

"Calm down Tenya, sit down." She sighed, waving a hand dismissively, "I'm not going to say anything about your personal choices, and I won't say anything judgemental about your taste in men out loud. I just want to give you some advice in approaching him, alright?"

A sigh, "alright Midnight, what should I do?' Tenya didn't think he could argue with her much more than he already had, so he just sat down and shut up. Maybe her advice would be helpful, although considering her status, he doubted it.

"Well the first thing you need to figure out is how much do you like him? Are you thinking long term or just a fling?"

Tenya hadn't actually considered that, he knew that he had a rather large crush but he had never really allowed himself to fantasize too much. "I'm not sure ma'am, I never really thought about it."

Midnight sighed at that for a second time, "well I can work with that I suppose, it might be a little more difficult but not to worry, you're speaking to an expert." She picked up some chalk and began to write on the board, "phase one," she spoke as she wrote it down, "finding out if he likes guys and making him think about you more often."

Oh, so they were treating this like an extra subject? Ok then, Tenya could handle this. He took out a notebook, always good for studying, and found an empty page, copying down what Midnight had written. She continued to speak and he took notes in bullet points, "taking notes? Okay great. Now I don't know much about how to tell if someone's gay but personally I think your best course of action is to start the conversation in a group, I don't mean you have to come out. Like… maybe ask a group of people in the common area if they think anyone in the class is gay?"

"But Midnight?" Tenya had spotted an issue with that plan almost instantly, "what if he's in the closet? He might not want to say anything."

"Hm, you have a point there, I suppose you could go the celebrity crush route; get him alone or around people he trusts in a casual conversation and bring up the idea of celebrity crushes, asking him about his. It's probably best to say something yourself at that point, to at least make him aware of your persuasion."

Tenya nodded, that sounded like a really good idea. Obviously he was a little nervous about trying it out but Midnight was an expert so he definitely wasn't going to challenge her authority. He quickly made his notes, wondering if it would seem out of character for him to ask about that kind of thing. "How would I make him think about me then?"

"Show him that you think about him. Send him pictures of animals or flowers or clouds that remind you of him, if you see something in a shop that makes you think of him, buy it for him. Just anything you can do to ensure that his first instinct when he thinks of you is fondness."

He very quickly noted that down, very grateful for her advice, "that makes sense, thank you ma'am. Is there anything else I need to know?"

"I don't think so, no, you may go back to your dorms now. Good luck Tenya." Midnight smiled at him and opened the door for him to leave, she watched as he gathered his things to leave and hummed in thought, "how is your brother by the way? I haven't spoken to Tensei since before his...ah, *early retirement.*"

Tenya froze at that last part, sighing and adjusting his glasses, "Tensei is well, his recovery went well. Thank you for your concern."

"Does he still have the same number?"

"Yes, I believe so."

"Great!" She clapped her hands together, "you have fun, good luck. I'm going to go try out some of my own advice." Midnight chuckled as she pushed him out the door, one hand already reaching for the phone on her desk.

"Thank you ma'am," he sighed, leaning against the door after she'd shut it, he sighed. Great, Midnight was off to hit on his brother whilst Tenya was tasked with doing the same to Midoriya, and heaven knows she's got a lot more experience and skills than him. He's definitely going to need all the luck he can get.

After school finished, Tenya slowly made his way back to the dorms. He sat himself down on the sofa after grabbing a glass of orange juice, allowing himself to relax. Midoriya sat next to him, with Todoroki on the other side of him, "how are you doing Iida? You've been a bit on edge since lunch."

"Ah? Oh yeah, yeah I'm fine… don't worry about it, Midoriya, I'm fine." He sighs, offering a gentle smile, "just thinking about my studies, didn't realise I was behaving strangely." In truth, Tenya was simply nervous about this first step, he didn't know if this would work, but he was definitely risking his own safety to do this. He just hoped it would work, and that if it did work, that it worked in his favour. Sadly he just sat there in silence for an hour, going over the pros and cons of bringing this up. One on hand people would automatically assume he was a homosexual, and correctly so, but that could be dangerous, but on the other hand it might not be. Even if Midoriya was of that persuasion, there was no guarantee he'd say anything, or that he'd like Tenya.

The fear was almost enough to prevent him from saying anything, but he didn't want to disappoint Midnight, so he had to. He glanced over the scene before him; Bakugo and Midoriya were bickering over some stupid thing, probably about All Might, Uraraka and Todoroki were playing noughts and crosses whilst Ashido did Tsu's nails on the floor, Kaminari's nails were currently drying and Kaminari was next in line. It was a lovely scene, not often did their friend groups merge like this and Tenya was almost scared to disturb it. He cleared his throat regardless and didn't meet any of their eyes, "I can't help but to wonder," he paused for a moment, realising that what he was about to say would come out of left field for them, so maybe he should have tried to soften the blow, "do you think anyone in our class is of a different persuasion?"

"Eh?"

"He means gay Bakubro," Kirishima spoke up, leaning back against the beanbag, "I mean, I think I am, yeah I'm probably gay." He shrugged, clearly not believing this to be that big of a deal.

"Why the hell didn't you just say gay then? Stupid fuckin' shitty glasses," Bakugo huffs, crossing his arms and glaring up at Tenya, "well I'm not telling you anything, it's none of your business."

Mina huffed at that, "oh don't be such a dick," she proceeded to smile up at Tenya sweetly, "I'm bi!"

"Same!" Came a chorus from Uraraka, Kaminari and, most importantly: Midoriya. Tenya knew was bi meant, it meant bisexual, a persuasion in which one is attracted to more then one gender. This was a good thing, it meant that he did have a chance with Midoriya, but it didn't necessarily mean he was his type, so obviously more research would be needed.

"I'm a lesbian! Ribbit." Tsu spoke up, smiling and licking her lips before continuing to watch Mina paint her nails a lovely shade of green, with a different pattern on her thumbs.

Todoroki peered over, staring at Tenya with the kind of inquisitive look that almost scared him, "and I'm a homosexual, what about you, Iida? What's your persuasion?"

"For fucks sake! Just say sexuality! God damn, do all rich people talk like this?!" Bakugo didn't seem to enjoy this discussion, and Tenya couldn't blame him; although he was the one who had brought it up, he was beginning to feel slightly uncomfortable. It seemed Midnight had been wrong, this plan would push him into telling his friends his sexuality, but he couldn't feel hurt by that, as that was what he had asked them.

"Mine?" He queried, pushing back having to answer for another second, unsure how to word it, "oh, yes of course… my persuasion…" oh he really didn't want to answer this question, so he continued to stall.

"Yeah, if you asked us that question you gotta answer it too," Kirishima spoke up, still very casual, Mina on the other hand, looked more empathic, smiling softly.

"Iida… do you-"

"I," he interrupted her, not on purpose but he just wasn't registering that she had spoken, "I personally happen to be an, uh… homosexual?" One hand went to the side of his neck whilst the other adjusted his glasses, still not meeting any of their eyes. He wasn't sure how speaking this truth made him feel, he was more then scared of their reactions, despite knowing they were the same.

"Ooohh!" Uraraka piped up, "is that why you started this conversation? Because you wanted to tell us?" She looked so pleased, even proud of him and Tenya felt a little guilty about his less then pure motives for doing such. Although the more he actually thought about it, the more it shook him to his core that he did indeed just officially come out to his classmates.

Oh god.

"I… I suppose so…" he looked at her, head lowered slightly, "I hope you aren't too mad?"

"Why would we be mad, Iida? It's perfectly fine, I think it was quite clever of you to test the waters first." She reached over both Todoroki and Midoriya to pat him gently on the shoulder, he smiled at her in response, glad that everything was fine.

Midoriya beamed at him, "I hope you're proud of yourself, Iida, cause that must have been hard to say."

"It, it was," he nodded, smiling in return. Tenya felt the butterflies that everyone spoke about and he felt fuzzy all over, Midoriya had such an adorable smile and it was almost fatal. This boy would be the death of him.

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pynches · 5 years

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a/n pride month is over but pride has just begun in amsterdam so i had to write this and i’m not sorry at all

mainly pynch but slight henry/blue/gansey

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Kissing one of the most attractive guys Adam had ever seen during his first Pride was not something he had expected beforehand. And yet here he was.

Adam had come out only recently, to Blue first and then Gansey. Blue had coaxed it out of him gently, giving him the reassurance he needed every step of the way there. She had realised there was something bothering him but Adam didn’t know what it was himself until he started daydreaming about one of the other students in his Molecular & Cellular Biology class. A male student.

At first, he had wanted to keep it to himself, something to figure out later when he had more time, but the next time he saw Blue, the words jumbled out of his mouth with no way of stopping it. She had been lovely because of course, she had, she had come out as bi the moment they started dating, so he didn’t expect anything else.

They had sat together with some of her mom’s tea that was supposed to help with clarity and talked until deep into the night. Adam had finally settled on a term to describe himself that he felt most comfortable with: bisexual.

He had then told Gansey, who was more than interested and immediately checked out multiple books from the library that explained what his and other sexualities entailed. Adam felt embarrassed by it but he knew Gansey meant well.

Not long after, Gansey had come out as pansexual.

Since then he had come out to a few more people. Students who asked about his girlfriend, which he corrected with “or boyfriend”, that one lovely professor who always looked at him with kind eyes. It was getting easier every day and Adam finally started to feel comfortable in his own skin.

Pride took place a few months later. Blue had come to his and Gansey’s dorm, her backpack filled with pride flags and self-made outfits, and proudly presented him with chalk in the colours of the bisexual flag.

His first instinct was to say no. He had only just come out and he didn’t know how he was going to react to the crowds, the loud noises, the craziness of it all. Despite himself, he nodded though, knowing somewhere deep in his heart that he wanted to meet his people. Others like him that would make him feel less lonely in the world.

When he saw Blue’s beaming smile directed at him, he knew he had made the right decision.

“You’re gonna look great,” Blue said, carefully lathering his cheek with chalk. “I’m an amazing artist.”

“It’s just some chalk, Blue,” Adam laughed, taking in the slight pout on her lips. “But I’m sure you’re doing great.”

“You bet your freckled ass I am!” Blue exclaimed, never losing her intense concentration. Adam could feel her stare burning through his cheek. “Now hold still and let me finish this.”

When Adam checked himself in the mirror, he couldn’t help but smile. Blue had made the flag perfectly square and the eyeliner she insisted on, turned his eyes into molten gold. He carefully pulled his old t-shirt off and put the crop top Blue had given him on. He then settled the blue and pink flower crown on his head which was also made by Blue and gave himself one last look.

He had never looked more like himself.

Adam stepped out of the bathroom and found Blue torturing Henry this time. Though he received kisses on the nose as a way to keep him quiet.

“She’s going full out,” Gansey said from beside him, a soft smile on his face directed at the two. Adam felt a surge of happiness for them. It wasn’t always easy for the three to be together, they often got shit from other students who didn’t understand the love they had for each other but Adam always saw it as nothing but beautiful.

Gansey got up and pecked Blue on her forehead. He murmured something in her ear and her loving smile turned mischievous.

“Close your eyes,” she told Henry, while Gansey got behind him and cuddled him to his chest.

“Are you seriously tag-teaming me?” Henry asked indignantly but leaned back into Gansey’s chest all the same.

“You’re gonna love it,” Blue assured him and joined them in cuddling for a second. Adam averted his gaze to give them some privacy and fiddled with his phone instead.

He wasn’t jealous of their love, not even jealous of Blue dating other people after they broke up, but he did wish he had a love to call his own. A deep and profound connection with someone that would make your heart race and feel comfortably familiar at the same time.

He had tried, of course. Went on dates with girls, guys, everything in between and out of it, but he never found that spark with someone he was so desperately seeking.

When he finally turned his attention back to his friends, Henry’s eyelids were painted in the colours of the rainbow. It was skillfully done and if he hadn’t been anticipating Pride so much, he would’ve asked Blue to do the same to him.

They finally arrived at the Pride parade half an hour later and Adam didn’t know where to look. There were people with numerous flags everywhere, waving around in the wind. There were people of all kinds happily talking among themselves, couples of all genders kissing each other lovingly, little kids with on the back of their parent’s neck with tiny rainbow flags.

Adam felt overwhelmed but in the best way possible. He felt a hand on his shoulder and looked down at Henry smiling.

“Take it all in man,” he said, patting his shoulder softly. “I felt this way too the first time. Let it all out.”

Adam hadn’t even realised a few tears were rolling down his cheeks. He immediately thought of the flags decorating his skin, but Blue must have noticed the panic in his eyes.

“I used setting spray,” she told him kindly. “I was prepared.”

They walked around for a bit, laughing and smiling at the antics of other people. They lost each other in the crowd but Adam didn’t particularly mind. He would find them again and it was nice to take in the experience without the distractions of others.

Adam was just in the middle of waving at a girl who was proudly waving her Bi flag when he felt soft fingers circling his wrist.

“Are you single?” someone shouted in his ear. By luck, they had chosen his only hearing ear. He turned to glare at the person who rudely asked him that but stopped dead in his tracks.

The guy was around his age, Adam guessed, and a bit taller than him. His pale skin was slightly reddened from the sun yet he was still wearing all black. The tank top he wore had a long cut where the sleeve should have been and Adam could see the muscles rippling under his skin.

When he finally found the courage to move his eyes up, he found intense blue eyes staring back at him. Adam eyed his buzzcut and imagined what it would feel like to touch it. He was so lost in thought he almost missed the dark tattoo that curled from the boy’s neck to his shoulders.

“I asked,” the boy said again, visibly losing patience. “Are you single?”

Adam could only dumbly nod. The boy’s lips turned upwards into a cutting smirk and pulled him along to the outskirts of the parade. He could hear the chanting before he even saw the protesters standing behind the fences. The boards they held all said the typical cliche and homophobic things they always said.

“Being gay is a sin!”

“God hates gays!”

“Adam and Eve!”

Adam would’ve laughed from the sheer absurdity if it wasn’t this upsetting to see. This was a day for him, for his community. Not for people who took one book out of context.

Anger coiled low in his stomach. How dare they ruin a perfect day like this. Did they really have nothing better to do?

“I know,” the boy said, eyeing Adam. “It makes me fucking angry too. That’s why we’re doing this.”

“Doing what?” Adam asked, struggling to keep up with the long legs of the boy next to him.

“Giving them the performance of a lifetime,” the boy said dangerously, stopping right in front of the protesters. He leaned in and it took Adam some time before he finally realised what was happening.

He had every chance to pull away.

He stood on his tiptoes and held on for dear life instead.

The boy’s lips were soft and oh so gentle. Adam lost himself into the feel of them entirely, to the point where he didn’t even hear the shouting of the angry protesters anymore. The only thing he could focus on was this beautiful boy. His smell, the taste of his mouth, how his fingers felt tangled into his curls after his flower crown was knocked off.

The kiss deepened and somewhere, far away, he heard cheering. But Adam was more focused on the fingers tracing his bare midriff and the way the boy sucked his bottom lip into his mouth.

They pulled away and Adam subconsciously followed the boy’s lips. He opened his eyes and got one last glimpse of the boy smirking at him before the stranger turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

He didn’t even realise phones were pointing at him until it was too late. Adam smiled sheepishly and hauled ass, frantically looking for his friends.

When he finally found them, he nearly launched himself in their arms and blurted out the entire story. His friends were silent for a few seconds before Henry sighed.

“Are you saying your Pride was infinitely more successful than mine?”

Gansey rubbed his back in a comforting manner but Blue turned to him. “Why is it such a big deal? You’ve kissed guys before.”

“I felt it!” Adam exclaimed, pulling a full belly laugh from Henry. Even Blue and Gansey couldn’t contain their smiles.

“Tell me, Parrish,” Henry wheezed, “what did you feel exactly.”

Adam looked down and kicked some pebbles with the toe of his sneaker.

“Adam?” Gansey asked, sobering up immediately.

“The spark,” Adam sighed. “I felt the spark.”

“Oh no,” Blue said softly, hugging Adam tightly with as much power as her tiny body could.

“We have to find him,” Gansey said resolutely. Henry, Blue and Adam all eyed each other. They knew this side of Gansey all too well. The Gansey that stays up hours passed midnight because there is so much research he wants to do and not enough time in the day. The Gansey whose mind won’t shut up and he has to do something or he will go insane. The Gansey who lives off coffee and his mint plants and barely eats or drinks anything else because there is not enough time.

Telling this Gansey no is not an option.

Lucky for them, it didn’t take long to find the mystery guy at all.

One of the videos people had taken of the entire spectacle, got viral on Twitter. Within a few hours, the video had 25K retweets and nearly 70K likes. Adam couldn’t watch himself making out with someone but his friends could.

Gansey recognised him immediately.

“Ronan!” he had yelled excitedly, shoving his phone in Adam’s face. The video was open and paused just as the mystery guy was tracing Adam’s belly.

“Lynch?” Adam asked, his eyebrows shooting up. He had heard Gansey mention his best friend from high school many times. Gansey had told him about the drag racing and the alcohol but also about the farm he had and the crow that followed him anywhere.

“I’m calling him right now.” Gansey shot up with his phone already pressed onto his ear. Adam let his head fall forward onto the table in front of him and let out a deep sigh.

“There, there,” Blue said, patting his head gently. Adam tried to smile at her but he felt nervous. Would everything be different if he and Ronan talked to each other? He felt the spark, the cliche fireworks in his entire body that he used to roll his eyes at, when they kissed. Talking was an entirely different thing, though.

“He’s coming,” Gansey said, holding his phone triumphantly. “It only took me six times to reach him.”

Adam let his head fall back on the table again.

There was heavy knocking on their dorm room and Adam had locked himself up in the bathroom. He felt his stomach twist and when he looked down, his hands were shaking. Even when he went on dates with people, he never felt this nervous beforehand and this wasn’t even a date.

He could hear Gansey open the door and say, “I didn’t even know you were going to Pride! I thought you were spending time with Matthew”

“He had tests or some shit,” he heard a deeper voice reply, one he had dreamed of ever since they met. “So I went instead.”

“You should’ve called.”

“I figured I would find you somewhere,” Ronan said, audibly bored with the conversation. “You, Cheng and the maggot are hard to miss.”

Adam breathed in, counted down from three and unlocked the door to the bathroom. He stepped out, fulling expecting to be disappointed but Ronan was just as beautiful as he remembered.

His lips looked sharp, pulled back into that knife-edging smirk of his but Adam knew what they felt like on his own. He should have felt threatened, by the stories Gansey told and the way Ronan looked, the way Ronan looked at him but there was something oddly familiar about him.

Ronan seemed at a loss for words and Adam felt very much the same. Gansey coughed awkwardly and left the room, leaving the two of them standing in the middle just staring at each other.

“Couldn’t get enough of me?” Ronan finally asked teasingly, cutting the deafening silence.

“You wish, Lynch,” Adam retorted, unable to hold back a smile.

The next year, when Pride rolled around again, they all went together. Even Gansey’s new friend Noah went along.

Adam felt just as overwhelmed as the first time but this time, with his fingers curled around Ronan’s it felt comfortable and familiar.

Ronan kissed his temple and smiled down at him. He then pointed at something in the distance and Adam had to squint to make it out.

“GOD HATES PRIDE”

Adam laughed and grinned at his boyfriend. “Shall we?”

“I don’t think we have another choice.”

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axelsagewrites · 5 years

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Raphael Santiago*Attractive

Ship(s): Raphael X Shadowhunter!Reader

Request: nope

Warnings: Insecurities, self doubt

Masterlist HERE

Wattpad HERE

(Y/D/N) = your dog's name

(Y/F/D) = your favourite drink

Being a shadowhunter had serious perks and downfalls. I have above human abilities, cool, I put my life on the line daily, not so cool, shadowhunters are naturally prettier, awesome, but I'm not one of the shadowhunters, not so awesome.

I'd grown up not thinking about appearances. My family was too busy teaching me to be a shadowhunters and good person than to brush my hair and what colours matched my eyes. I was always clean and when the formal occasion arose, I was able to clean up and look smart. But what I noticed as I grew up was, I wasn't pretty.

My parents had been transferred to the New York Institute when I was young, and my family followed them. They were then requested in Idris when I was 15 and I decided to stay in New York. My family was hesitant but Maryse and Robert said they'd look after me. My parents didn't trust this since they were always away at clave meetings and barely spent time with their own kids since they learned how to use a microwave. What convinced them was Alec telling them 'we'll look after (Y/N). We're a team'.

The team he referred to was Alec, Jace, Isabelle, and me. With Alec being a couple of years older plus the other two of my parents relented. I was beyond happy to stay with my friends and not break up the dream team.

But I was 15, so was Isabelle, Jace was 16 and Alec had just turned 17. We were teenagers who were all beginning to notice other people's beauty. Or as Jace called in as a dorky 16-year-old 'rocking bods. Everyone else developed, grew, shrunk, changed, cleaned up, and started buying their own clothes.

I tried to look good. I went shopping with Isabelle, Alec told us all how to shave since his parents weren't around to teach the girls or boys, and Jace helped me work out. Eventually, I stopped caring. All the guys flocked to Isabelle, and all the girls ran and stumbled over each other to Jace and Alec despite having no chance with the later. It's not even that I didn't pick up crushes, it's just no one had any.

Isabelle said I didn't know what I was missing out on when I said I'd given up on love oh so dramatically at 17. I was glad I didn't know since then I wasn't missing it. I was 17 and had never been kissed and I told myself I was okay with that.

Later on, Clary came along, along with the whole valentine crisis, and thank my lucky stars she wasn't a girl to talk about crushes and soppy romances. Simon, of course, flocked to Isabelle like a bee to honey and Jace had a similar effect on Clary. Alec met Magnus and I adopted a dog. Seemed reasonable.

During the drama with Valentine, no one really cared about other people's love lives, begin to concern with the increased risk of death, but then suddenly Valentine was dead, and Sebastian was gone. Everything went back to normal. I was 19 and alone. It was lonely.

When we went out to clubs and bars, they all had someone beside them, and I was 7th wheeling. Hanging out with everyone made me feel like a creepy uncle who'd never settled down. Then the questions started.

"(Y/N) have you met the transfer from England? Quite the catch," Isabelle asked as we sat around Magnus' apartment. Alec had invited us over for drinks and Magnus pretended not to enjoy our company. Simon shot Isabelle a funny look and she rolled her eyes.

I almost copied her. "Yeah, I suppose. They seem like a good shadowhunter I guess," I avoided the question. My dog, who I had decided to bring with me so I could walk him after, tensed up.

"Yeah," Alec walked in from the kitchen, sitting on the armrest of my chair. "Not bad looking either,"

Magnus hummed, "Seconded,"

"I guess,"

"Maybe you should ask him out," Jace said.

I sighed, "Maybe you should mind your business," the room fell quiet, "Not only did Jaden say they had a girlfriend back home," Isabelle slumped back in their chair, "but maybe I don't want to date some random transfer,"

"(Y/N) ..." Magnus started but hesitated for a minute. He and Alec shared a look before he continued, "I hate to ask but what's your sexuality? Gay, straight, freewheeling bisexual, ace?" he listed a few and I felt my face grow hot, "Just so we know how to help you get...experience. If you want any that is,"

"Unbelievable," I muttered "Really? is it so unbelievable to you that I don't want your help? Maybe I want to find someone on my own and not force it?" At this point (Y/D/N) jumped out my lap and I followed shortly, putting their leash on them.

"Where are you going?" Isabelle asked but she didn't stand to stop me.

I looked over the room where 3 happy couples sat, "Somewhere where I don't need a partner to be accepted," And with that, I stormed out.

I kept my storming pace up until I reached the bottom of the stairs. No one was following me. I sighed and looked at (Y/D/N) who, if they were a person I reckon would've been shrugging. I felt alone.

My footsteps were slow and happened without me thinking. I opened the door and started walking the streets, unsure of what to do. Was I happy being alone? Would I be happy with someone else? Id not even had my first kiss yet. Thoughts seemed to dance around my mind, inviting more to join in.

It was getting dark, so I quickly put on a night vision rune. I had a seraph blade on me, so I wasn't worried. I didn't care much either.

The streets were busier than I would have liked, and I kept bumping into people whenever I passed a club or bar. This time when someone bumped into me, I felt a cold shiver go down my arm. I turned to see who it was, but he was already staring back at me. "Raphael?" I said unsure if it was him or whether I was about to embarrass myself in front of a random vampire.

"Yeah. (Y/N) right?" he asked, moving to let people passed. I nodded, "On a mission?" he asked.

"Nope just out."

"With a dog? At 10 at night?"

I looked down at (Y/D/N) and sighed, "Yeah I guess,"

The grumbles of those trying to get passed us must've caught his attention, "Why don't we move to the side," he said, already guiding me out of the crowd.

We stood, a few paces away from the bar's door where people had swarmed, and my hand gripped the leash. "So...how've you been?" this was awkward. We'd met during the war but never really spoke. I'd be lying if I said he wasn't attractive, but my mind always went back to the fact I wasn't.

"Not bad. Valentines gone so..." the normally smooth and somewhat cocky vampire seemed subdued. "I'd offer to catch up over a drink, but you've got..." he pointed down my dog who sat by my feet just staring at him.

"(Y/D/N)" I told him, "Yeah maybe not the best time for a walk,"

Raphael hummed, "I'm not that into dogs. Too wolf-like,"

Was that a thing? Were vampires that against werewolves that it went to dogs too? "I suppose but (Y/D/N) isn't even a little wolfly,"

"Like their owner? I do remember you being catty when we first met,"

"Well, you had just kidnapped a mundane,"

"What can I say? Desperate times," he smirked, and the corners of my lips tugged up.

I'd opened my mouth before thinking, "We could always buy a drink and sit outside?" I waited for the rejection that had followed every time id hinted at something with other people.

This time his smirk seemed to twist into a smile, "I think there is a corner shop down there if you don't mind the walk,"

Before I knew it, I was sitting with Raphael in an empty park at midnight drinking out of a cheap bottle of (Y/F/D). around 1 I got a call which I ignored till another two followed, "You should probably answer that,"

"I know," I said through a smile I hadn't been able to drop since it started, "Hello?" I said into the phone. Isabelle proceeds to freak out on me how I wasn't back at the institute and I had ignored her texts and that I had to get back soon.

I hung up and Raphael gave me a small smile "Hometime?" he asked.

"Yup" I sighed, tossing my empty bottle into the bin.

Raphael stood up and extended a hand to me. I accepted his help, though I obviously didn't need it, and we began walking to the institute though he didn't drop my hand. I didn't mind either.

We still talked as we walked and when I saw the top towers of the institute come into sight, I felt disappointed. "We should do this again sometime," Raphael stopped. I noticed how it was just before institute grounds.

I wanted to smile but held off, "Really?"

Raphael let out a laugh and I felt myself dying inside. He quickly stopped his laughter, "Sorry it's just...I'd love to do this again. Really. you're quite...entrancing,"

"Really?" I asked, looking down at the ground. I knew I was blushing, another downside of being a shadowhunter.

"Yeah. Really," When I looked up, he was smiling. I'd never felt more contempt. We exchanged numbers and set up a time. "It's a date then," Raphael grinned. "Night (Y/N), (Y/D/N)," he crouched down to pet them. "Looks like dogs have grown on me," he said before leaving.

I stood there as he walked back down the path. He stopped at the pavement and turned back to wave. I lifted my hand as a mini-wave as (Y/D/N) barked. As I turned to walk back in, I thought about what he'd said. It's a date then. A date.

"Where have you been?!" Isabelle screeched when I walked in. I didn't care. A date.

#shadow #shadowhunters #shadowworld #shadowhunter cast #shadowhunters imagine #tmi #tmi imagine #the mortal instruments #the mortal instruments imagine #raphael #raphael santiago #raphael santiago imagine

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Music rattled the rain-spotted windows like a whirling hurricane. Red, blue and gold lasers of light cutting the smoke-stuffed darkness. It smelled like liquor and sweat- Aizawa despised the place, but it was Mic's birthday and he was trying to be more... sociable. A decision he already regretted. Yagi was there too, the two of them sharing a similar distaste; Midnight, who seemed in her element, dancing around with the smush of bodies like a nymph and Hizashi's friends from the radio show, who seemed to absorb the mind-blowing airwaves like much-needed nutrients.

"Come on, guys!" Hizashi slung his arms around Aizawa and Yagi, screaming into their already-beaten ears. "Have some fun!" he shoved two nuclear waste coloured drinks into their shocked hands and darted away, fluttering among people like the sociable butterfly he was.

"Do you drink?" Aizawa asked, leaning close to Yagi's ear. "I shouldn't," he eyed the concoction nervously, "But I suppose one or two couldn't hurt... my stomach has been behaving itself recently."

"Probably the change of medication," Aizawa noted. It had been a struggle to get the man to visit the hospital again, worried about stressing Midoriya before his provisional license exam, but it had been for the best and they had gave him a different mix of meds that seemed to work better with less side effects. "Cheers," he clinked their glasses unceremoniously, both of them looking far too miserable to be at a party.

Midnight was swaying on the dance floor with a curvy, red-haired beauty, moving in time with the music and grabbing at each other. "I didn't know Nemuri was attracted to women," Yagi nodded towards the pair, his nose practically skimming Aizawa's cheek. "She is bisexual, I believe," Aizawa confirmed. Remembering the many conversations Midnight had attempted to pull him in about his own sexuality, to which he had shot down. He didn't feel any kind of label stuck... and sex was the furthest thing from his mind, most of the time.

Yagi sunk back the drink, pale face lit up fiery-red under the lights. Wincing, he coughed, wiping his mouth and letting his slim face slip into a smile as he noticed Aizawa staring. "Try and keep up," he quipped. "With an old man like you? Easy," Aizawa dead-panned, following suit and sinking his drink in a second- the pit of his stomach burning on impact. "Tastes like death, doesn't it?" Yagi laughed at him. Apparently his face gave him away.

Hizashi was dancing with Midnight now, swinging her round and they were both flushed and cackling. A slim hand grabbed at Aizawa's waist, jolting him from his thoughts. Spinning round, his eyes met a bright, green gaze. A brunette with the body of a fairy, hair folded into mythical braids and a flowing gown tracing her curves. "Can I buy you a drink?" she practically purred, pulling him by the scarf so he was pushed against her, perfume suffocating his senses.

"I-" he choked out in surprise. "No- no thank you," he patted her shoulder lightly in attempt to wriggle away. "Well then, come and dance with me!" she grabbed at his hand, the other hand pressing against his chest in a way that made him feel like a trapped animal. "Excuse me," Yagi tapped her shoulder and she pulled back like she had been burned. "Oh, sorry!" she looked between the two of them with a expression Aizawa couldn't place. "I didn't realise!" she covered a growing blush and darted away, disappearing into the sea of shadowed bodies.

"Realise what?" Aizawa scratched the back of his neck, Yagi blinked, shrugging, "I don't know either. I was just going to ask her if she wanted to an autograph... you looked a little stuck." Aizawa hid a slight smile, "Well, not that I needed your help or anything- but thanks." Nightclubs were strange places; Aizawa was having this confirmed second after second. "Okay, come on," he grabbed Yagi by the shirt sleeve. "I am not drunk enough for this shit."

Bum-bum-bum of the bass music radiated across the surprisingly large building and they trailed in between bodies, caught between couples dancing languishly or engaging in some kind of kissing, towards a far-too-lit-up bar, shining bottles of iridesent glass bottles hung like potions. Aizawa ordered for them as Yagi hung back, staring around and feeling far too old to be at such a place. It made him think about young Midoriya. God, in a couple of years he will likely be frequenting such places. The thought made him frown.

Aizawa handed him a short glass, glistening dark liquid and beads of ice splashing inside. "Whiskey," he explained. "What is with the look on your face?" Yagi blinked, he hadn't realised he was even making a face. "I suppose I am thinking about when it's time for the students to come to places like this," he glanced around. Aizawa let out a dry chuckle, the sound unfamiliar and bizarre. "Don't be such a mother hen," his eyes crinkled at the corners. "I'm not!" Yagi began to argue, stopping short when Aizawa raised his eyebrow incredulously.

"Okay, okay," he conceded, holding one hand up and tipping back half of his drink with a fluid motion. "We are at a party and here you are worrying about the students," Aizawa still found it awfully amusing. It wasn't exactly at the top of his worries- the kids growing up and having fun, instead it was if he had sufficiently trained them all to protect themselves well enough not to die in combat. Yagi probably worried himself sick.

"There you are!" Midnight threw herself between them, drinks sloshing. "Why are you both hiding away over here? Come on, dance with me," she laid sloppy kisses on Yagi's cheek, he wriggled. It was tickley. "Fine," the blonde finished his drink, making both of his friends raise their eyebrows in surprise.

Yagi allowed himself to be swallowed up by the crowd and Midnight led, a fast-paced dance song resonated in the sharp speakers, an ethereal female voice calling out and Midnight took his hands, leading their movements. Oh God. His head begun to swim. It had to have been years since he had drank more alcohol than a couple of sips. Allowing his body to fall in sync with hers, she fed off the energy of the crowd, but Yagi was just happy for the physical support as his muscles deflated. Blinking around, he spotted Aizawa taking shots with Hizashi at the long booth they had booked opposite the dance floor. This was a situation he didn't ever think he would be in, Yagi laughed into Midnight's bare shoulder.

He supposed he was having fun.

Aizawa located Yagi in the corridor after a bit, the music muffled like they were under the sea. He was stood by a huge fish tank, neon back-lights making them look like small aliens. Bubbles mirroring shooting stars. "We thought we had lost you," Aizawa slunk up beside him, cheeks pink and sweat damp hair. "Sorry, I just needed a breather," Yagi apologised, fixated on the tank, "I didn't do much of this sort of thing when I was young."

"Busy off saving the world," Aizawa moved to stand beside him, finger tracing the creatures through the glass, "I didn't either," he added. They made eye contact and Yagi felt a weird, choking feeling in his chest. Idly he hoped the alcohol had not started to kill him. Almost immediately, Aizawa gave him a look. "Are you feeling okay? Do you want to go home?"

"No," he grabbed Aizawa by the cuff of his black sleeve. "Let's go and find the others."

More alcohol seemed to follow, sweaty bodies, the buzzing music and the all-too-loud singing of Hizashi and his friends. A press of lips on lips and then a aching darkness in his skull. Aizawa opened his eyes the following morning, blinking around at the familiar sight of his apartment living room... completely trashed. Oh God. His head. Had he been knocked out during the night? Hissing, he tried to push himself up off the sofa, only to find a body laying on top of his, face on his chest, but thankfully fully clothed.

"What the-?" he rubbed his eyes, rolling the blonde head over to see Yagi drooling all over his jumper. Lined up with his body exactly mirroring Aizawa's, long feet hanging off the end of the sofa. A raging blush began to bleed into his pale cheeks, the skinny man was fucking heavy. "Yagi," he hissed, trying to wake him up.

"Be quiet!" A voice across the room groaned. Hizashi was curled up inside Aizawa's sleeping back beside the fireplace, pizza box lying beside his head. What the fuck? A dark-haired figure was curled up on the armchair, a red-haired girl in their arms. Midnight. Why on Earth was all of his colleagues in his apartment?

"Go home," Aizawa moaned back, his head felt like he had been Texas-Smashed right in his skull, stomach queasy and pinned to the sofa, unable to move. The warm body on top of him wriggled and mumbled softly. He was far too old for this. "Yagi," he said again and the blonde blinked, waking up to similar confusion more than likely. "Where am I?" he coughed out dryly, wriggling around until he ultimately must have realised the embarrassing position he was in, curled up like lovers with his friend and colleague.

Sputtering out some English curse-words, Yagi made a bolt to tear his body away, his lanky limbs getting trapped in the throw blanket slung across them, ending up in a pile on the carpet.

Hizashi groaned at the ruckus, hypocrite that he was and Midnight, silently awake, hiding a grin as Yagi made a dash to the bathroom to puke, Aizawa trailing behind him tiredly.

Idiots.

#all might #bnha #bnha fic #eraserhead #erasermight #erasermight fic #toshinori yagi #aizawa shouta #erasermic #contact part 3

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hvckleberried · 5 years

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yeah, he’s smoking inside. fucking sue him. miles leans back against the countertop and watches these idiots actually work. he takes a long drag. blinks. are you gonna, like, help at all, man? his exhale’s elongated; he watches his own breath fade into the rafters.

“ oh, does this bother you ? ” he asks, feigning concern. even cocks his head to the side for good measure. he lifts the cigarette in question to confirm their distaste. the other boy nods. miles’s forefinger taps against the cig and flicks ash onto his stupid west ham high shirt. and there it is. the smirk.

“ my. bad. ”

or, alternatively : ‘tis i, linc, with *dj khaled voice* anotha one !! greetings & salutations to huckleberry jeremiah vernon. call him MILES or he actually might kill you.

[ m i l e s v e r n o n –– OPEN FLAME .

✔ oc + wc┊❝ ( aria shahghasemi. he/him &. cismale ) eighteen year old huckleberry jeremiah vernon was listening to "paint it, black” by the rolling stones when the field trip buses turned around. rumor has it he spent two years in juvie & is the unbeknownst father of becca’s child, but who knows if that’s true? what we do know is that their friends describe them as alluring & deft, even if they’re known to be a little anarchic & noxious from time to time.

( &&. general information )

full name: huckleberry jeremiah miles vernon

nickname(s) or alias: miles, vernon, fuckleberry finn ( west ham football team, freshman year ), that asshole, the scary one, the kid ( his foster parents )

preferred name: miles. call him anything else and it’s your funeral, fuckface.

current age: eighteen

astrological sign: scorpio

gender: cismale

preferred pronouns: he/him

sexual preference: bisexual

romantic preference: biromantic

home environment: the kiersney household. a manor-like three-story at the edge of west ham’s easternmost woods. it looks like ikea ate pier 1 imports and fucking barfed up its bones the next day. statement walls. matching furniture. modern art on the walls. his foster parents have a motherfucking sculpture in the front foyer. it’s sickening. suburban. tame. tidy.

current occupation: student. delinquent.

language(s) spoken: english. i’ll-wring-your-neck-with-just-my-eyes. spanish, barely.

native language: english.

current relationship status: his knuckles kissing your face.

( &&. background )

reason behind name: huckleberry jeremiah vernon won his name in the lottery of misfortune: at least, that’s what his aunt used to say to the young boy. he doesn’t know a lot about his parents. enough to know they were royal fuck-ups, crackheads with nothing better to do than fuck and get high and have an accidental kid. they thought it’d be a hilarious form of payback: this monster takes nine months of their precious time, so they’d make his life hell. simple. so when his parents died when he was just an infant, his aunt had the opportunity to change his name. shift the tide. but she couldn’t bring herself to go against her dead sister’s wishes, however fucking twisted up she got because of her bad-news boyfriend. she took huckleberry in and insisted on calling him by his birth name until, at three years old, he was sent home from school with a drawing of his aunt with x’s for eyes. “ my auntie if she keeps saying it ”. from that day forward, he was jeremiah. then miles. only miles.

birth order: first and only for his biological family. the second-youngest of his cousins, when he lived with his aunt. they had a massive falling out after he returned from juvie. she chucked him out like he was rotten meat. the oldest ( or perhaps same age ) as his current foster brother.

ethnicity: what’s it to you. iranian-american

nationality: american.

religion ( tw: death, acts of violence ): fuck that shit. there’s no god. if there were a god, it’d be fucking him. this wasn’t always miles’s view; it started when he was 4, and accidentally killed his aunt’s cat in front of his cousins. they always hit people when they were doing something wrong in cartons! the cat was trying to steal his cheese stick. so... he hit it with a book. his aunt she made him go to bible camp that summer, where he was vilified for his name. “huckleberry’s a dingleberry! hahaha! where’s tom sawyer, huh?” whatever god there was wouldn’t let him have this name. or this life. he wouldn’t have let his parents die: huckleberry would later find the news clipping. “ bronx couple found shot dead in stolen vehicle, ruled double-suicide. ” religion’s the opiate of the masses. it’s how pansy people sleep at night. young huckleberry wasn’t allowed back at church after he dropped one of those big candles and watched the altar go up in flames. fine by him. he started playing with fire. messing with the wrong people. getting wrapped up in sketchy city boy shit. any shred of faith left in his body was torn away when he and his older buds planned to rob a bank: miles was 12; his cohorts ( ty & presley ) were 18. miles did most of the electronic work: hacking the cloud, derailing the security system. they stormed the fucking bank of america. one of them whipped out a gun. miles... stabbed somebody in the shoulder, to get them off of ty. he watched that security guard die, that day. but not before his bullet ripped through ty’s head. juvie happened. two years. aggravated manslaughter. he got off easy, as a minor. presley’s still behind bars. so, yeah. there’s no motherfuckin’ god out there. and if there is? he can kindly suck miles’s dick.

political views: politics. are. bullshit. go cry to somebody else about your opinions. there’s 7 fuckin’ billion people on this planet and you think your thoughts on zoning laws and gun control matter? cry him a fucking river.

financial status: he’s secure, because of his foster parents. he keeps testing ‘em, to see if they’ll fuckin’ send him back. broken merchandise; we want a refund. but they don’t, so he... just keeps taking. stealing money from their wallets. selling expensive shit from the house to buy good shit. pocket knives. lighters. alcohol. a gun.

hometown: bronx, new york city, new york. now it’s west ham. fuck that.

level of education: high school junior. because of his time in juvie, he entered school in west ham as a freshman at 15. he’ll turn nineteen before his senior year. not that it matters. he’s already planning his escape. he’s lifted enough money to skip town soon, go back to new york. avenge ty’s death. he’s got the other security guard’s details, from that day. it pays to be skilled with a keyboard. he’s brilliant, when he wants to be. sharp-witted. his idea of a prank last year was sending an anonymous tip in to the school saying the whole place might blow. hacking the database to make it look like it was sent from a real address. he’s still surprised people aren’t more fucking grateful. he secured them a stupid day off. he’s also known to hack into the cloud to get test answers, and sell ‘em to people that don’t completely make him want to punch them.

( &&. physical appearance )

looks like (or face claim, if applicable): aria shahghasemi. he’s got these midnight black curls. piercing gray eyes.

height: 5′10. but don’t let that get your guard down.

figure/build: lean and muscular. won’t be caught dead in west ham’s stupid gym, but he’s fit. his foster parents put in a whole boxing studio in their basement just for him. he’s been known to get into fights, throw punches. it was their way to kind of, like... get his anger out. joke’s on them; he’s not giving it up. that shit’s his.

hair colour: black.

hair length: mid-length. curly, so it looks shorter than it actually is.

eye colour: gray.

glasses?: no. just shades.

skin tone: olive. smooth.

tattoos: he got one in juvie, on the side of his right wrist. a cross. makes him laugh. irony. he’s in the process of self-tattooing fuck between his left forefinger and thumb, but only the jagged f is there right now. it’s a process. he can’t stomach the needle.

piercings: one diamond stud in his left ear. it’s about the side of a pencil eraser. stolen.

birthmarks/scars/distinguishing marks: a few faded cross-hatches near his hairline, from fights that resulted in stitches. a six-inch line across his chest. knife. a few patches of scar tissue from burns on his palms. all juvie.

dominant hand: left-handed. you can tell because that’s the hand he always uses to flick his lighter on and off, on and off. he’s always playing with that damned thing.

if painted, what color are their nails?: who do you think he is, fuckin’ bowie? jesus.

usual style of clothing: black on black on black. did i mention black? black t-shirts, leather jackets, denim jackets, dark jeans, boots. wouldn’t be caught dead in fuckin’ sneakers. failed gym because he wasn’t about to put on dowdy shorts and t-shirts just to run around a glorified prison for 30 minutes every day. oh, there’s a pep rally? we’re supposed to wear centurion colors? fuck you.

frequently worn jewelry: he wears a thin gold chain around his neck every day. sometimes he’s got rings.

describe their voice, what accent?: his voice is very punchy, low. cat-like. glimmers of some new york peppered in here and there.

what is their speaking style (fast, monotone, loquacious)?: clipped. acidic.

describe their scent: amber. tobacco. smoky.

describe their posture: he stands tall, defiant, aloof. chin always tipped up in the face of oncoming threats. his whole body’s a proverbial middle finger to the world: yeah, i’m here. bite me.

( &&. legal information )

any speeding tickets?: yep. went 80 in a 25 zone.

have they ever been arrested?: yes. at this point, the west ham police force is really tired of his shit.

do they have a criminal record?: absolutely. various misdemeanors. cybercrimes. property damage, breaking & entering. shoplifting. aggravated assault.

have they committed any violent crimes?: hAs He CoMiTtEd AnY vIoLeNt cRiMeS ??? ( he’s laughing. )

property crimes?: affirmative.

traffic crimes?: should be the least of your concern.

other crimes?: don’t even get me started. the moral compass on this kid is... nonexistent. the answer to the world’s problems is fuck ‘em. anarchy.

( &&. medical information )

blood type: o negative.

date/time of birth: december 3rd. 3:32am. witching hour. ha.

place of birth: shitty hole-in-the-wall crackhouse. his parents dropped him at his aunt’s before freewheeling.

vaginal birth or cesauren section?: vaginal birth.

sex: male.

smoker? / drinker? / drug user?: yes / yes / yes. what can he say? he’s an equal-opportunity employer.

allergies: grizz visser. fuckin’ ass. nosy people. pop music.

ever broken a bone?: his nose in second grade: the other kid got it worse. his hand in fifth grade. worth it. couple ribs in juvie. his arm, when he was a baby. his parents wanted to see if gravity was, like. real.

any physical ailments/illnesses/disabilities: nah. not that he’d tell you anyway.

any medication regularly taken: nyquil, sometimes. helps him sleep.

( &&. personality )

direct quote from them: *blinks at you like you’re speaking swahili*

positive traits: alluring, deft, crafty with computers. sly.

negative traits: anarchic, acerbic, explosive. heedless. noxious.

likes: the flick of the flame. beat poetry. darkroom photography. scared glances. messing with the system. sidestepping boundaries. wintergreen lifesavers. blueberry slushies. ac/dc, the stones, lynyrd skynyrd, sting, the offspring, kansas. buttered toast. milk duds. history. cigarettes: he’s always got one tucked behind his ear.

dislikes: fucking football team. working on yearbook ( detention punishment ). catch him taking photos of those morons with his middle finger in frame. his roots. his aunt, for casting him out. his foster family, for giving him so many chances. he doesn’t deserve them. his name. bright sunlight, hurts his eyes. pistachios. remembering. weak alcohol. fraternizing with the idiots of west ham.

strengths: he’ll figure out your nervous ticks within two minutes of talking to you. he can go hours watching someone ramble and not say a thing, and not break his expression. making others feel small. digging his fingers into your dirt. finding back doors, loopholes, and getting through cybersecurity like a hot knife through butter. baking – but tell anybody and he’ll end you. tying cherry stems with his tongue. making sense of ginsberg. remembering stupid historical facts. pope gregory ix executed cats and that allowed rats to spread the bubonic plague in masses. still fuckin’ like your religion, asshole?

weaknesses: vengeful. his definition of justice is very much based in vigilante action; an eye for an eye. he’s got an aloof disposition, but his past wounds are still seething. empathy. expressing emotions other than anger. patience. impulse control. he can’t hide that you’re pissing him the hell off. swears in front of kids, often. probably slept with your aunt two towns over. can’t lose an argument, ever. even with authority figures.

insecurities: what if he... caused ty’s death? what if that’s on him? is he worth shit? he’ll make himself worth something. he’ll get them back. all of ‘em. he’ll make ‘em pay.

fears/phobias: hates needles. but fucks with ‘em anyway. fears oblivion, but puts up a front like he’s chill with it. fears he’ll never muster up... a purpose. or whatever the fuck people call it. fears this is all he’ll ever be: an eighteen-year-old fuckup with a record, hands that itch to fight, to crush, to destroy.

habits: playing with his lighter. chewing on toothpicks. popping milk duds like pills. glaring at everyone, no one, nothing. everything. laughing in the face of authority. making unprecedented digs at people, just because he can. propping his feet up on the desk in front of him when his teachers ask him to answer questions, twirling a pencil in his hands like he’s god. grabbing a slushie from 7/11 just to have something to do with his hands. messing with the popular kids’ social medias, just for fun. hacking the online lunch menu to see his classmates get fuckin’ pissed when mozzarella sticks are served on friday, not today, sorry. driving to neighboring towns’ parties and hooking up with chicks there. masquerading as a man with a reason. hitting up college parties often. lingering in shadow. living in gray areas. writing his own notes in the front of library books, on the title page, in sharpie. “ fuck you ten thousand ” on the school’s copy of pride & prejudice. “ kindly die, thanks ” in gone with the wind. “ congrats, you’re literate ” in the front of catcher in the rye.

quirks: always sits in the back left corner of the room, near the window. he literally jumped out, sophomore year, when the school security officer tried to bust him for selling pills to a freshman in the hall earlier that day. popping his earbuds in during lectures. maintaining unbroken eye contact with teachers as he does so. getting ~very close~ and speaking ~very low~. purring threats. can never drink lightly. skipping school often, fabricating online attendance to avoid suspension. barely eating the food his foster parents prepare. leaving the table early, unexcused. digging into the leftovers after everyone’s gone to bed. severing ties. if he’s lucky, never makin’ ‘em in the first place. his new yorkisms come out when he’s drunk, or high, or tired.

hobbies: darkroom photography. reading poetry. burning shit. smoking. walking around the mini mart like he’s a hunter in the wild, just to make the clerks uncomfortable.

guilty pleasure: he listens to “lore” and “my favorite murder”. but he disguises that shit, saving the album covers of the podcasts as seether.

desires: to avenge ty’s death. get the fuck outta west ham. to find a reason to be here. a reason why.

wishes: his parents didn’t kill themselves. cowards. they deserved to deal with him. they deserved to be tortured, for doing this to him. he wishes he hadn’t pulled that knife on his aunt. then at least he’d still be in new york city, instead of here, with this stupid fuckin’ foster family that just won’t let him go.

secrets: killed a guy. the reason for his juvie sentence is redacted on his public record. he’s lonely, a lot of the time. and, oh yeah: he’s becca’s baby daddy.

turn ons: no bullshit. sarcasm. intellect. no strings.

turn offs: sentimentality. smileyness. too much perfume. caring.

lucky number: 1. he’s all he’s got.

pet peeves: chewing gum: fucking pellegrino and his damned bubbles. bubbly people. cassandra pressman and the tree-sized stick up her ass. foot tapping. prying. school involvement. slow drivers. slow walkers. slow thinkers.

their motto: “ fuck you very much. ”

( &&. favourites )

food: falafel. shut up.

drink: he brought vodka to school in a water bottle once. diet coke.

fast food restaurant: wendy’s. he likes the chocolate frosties.

flavour: chocolate.

word: fuck. for a vast array of reasons.

colour: black.

clothing: his most worn leather jacket. touch it and he’ll end you.

accessory: the gold chain ‘round his neck. it was ty’s.

candle scent: smoke. tobacco. whatever that shit is, patchouli.

game: fuck games. fuck fugitive. leave him alone.

animal: he has such a soft spot for caterpillars.

holiday: christmas. he likes baking shit. but if that ever gets out, he’ll flip.

weather: pouring rain, with patches of sun in between. it’s rare, but damn. it’s kind of beautiful.

season: summer. fast drives, windows down. no school. no bullshit.

book: on the road, jack kerouac.

artist: aerosmith.

band/group: ac/dc, kiss, guns ‘n roses, van halen, def leppard.

song: we’re not gonna take it, twisted sister.

movie/film: star wars. fuck off, it’s good.

tv show: history docs. he likes those decade pieces on the history channel.

sport: boxing.

possession: his lighter.

number: 1.

person: that’s the dumbest question he’s ever heard. himself. he’s lying.

( &&. skills )

talents: hacking. lying. breaking rules. testing limits. photography. playing people.

ability to drive a car?: yes. recklessly.

can they ride a bike?: yes, chooses not to.

do they play any sports?: tonsil hockey. heartbreaking. boxing.

anything they’re bad at?: empathizing. serenity.

do they have any combat training? why?: yep. his friends in grade school. juvie.

( &&. firsts )

childhood memory: crushing a handful of cheerios in his tiny hands and feeling... powerful.

crush: ava watson. she said she liked his eyes.

email address: [email protected]

job: reception at a local gym in west ham. lasted a day; he punched a guy.

phone: flip-phone. now he’s got an iphone.

kiss: hanna parler. 6th grade. said she’d miss him before he left for juvie.

love: HA. nice try, dick.

sexual experience: josie thwaites. 6th grade. they didn’t know what the fuck they were doing.

( &&. childhood )

best childhood memory?: try again.

worst childhood memory?: seeing ty’s eyes go dim.

what were they like as a child?: angry. electric. not easily tamed.

any crushes growing up?: some. he doesn’t do that now. crushing.

( &&. this or that )

expensive or inexpensive tastes?: expensive.

hygienic or unhygienic?: hygienic.

open-minded or close-minded?: close-minded. his way or bust.

introvert or extrovert?: introvert. buzz off.

optimistic or pessimistic?: pessimistic. optimism’s dead.

daredevil or cautious?: daredevil. caution’s an early grave.

logical or emotional?: emotional.

generous or stingy?: stingy.

polite or rude?: rude. so rude.

book smart or street smart?: both.

popular or loner?: loner. notorious, though. everyone knows who he is. wonders what his deal is. he’s got this... dark magnetism. if you’re smart, you’ll stay away.

leader or follower?: leader. follows his own path. likes disrupting order.

day or night person?: night.

cat or dog person?: cat. despite what his childhood mistakes might lead you to believe.

closet door open or closed while sleeping?: open. come get him.

( &&. social media )

do they have a facebook? twitter? instagram? vine? snapchat? tinder/grindr? tumblr? youtube? yes to facebook and instagram. no twitter, no vine. has a snapchat, rarely uses it. yes to tinder.

if so; name on facebook: miles vernon.

instagram user: milesvernon.

snapchat user: milesvernon.

( &&. musical tastes )

theme song: paint it, black –– the rolling stones.

makes them sad: anything by the beatles. makes him think of his aunt’s apartment. and then he gets angry.

makes them dance: nope. he wouldn’t be caught dead dancing in front of the likes of you. when he’s drunk, anything with a decent beat will make him sway his hips a little.

( &&. miscellaneous )

do they have a fake i.d.?: hell yeah. a couple.

are they a virgin?: ha. no.

describe their signature: chaos. barely legible.

how long would they survive in a zombie apocalypse?: he’d bite a zombie’s fuckin’ head off, if that answers your question.

do they travel?: nah.

one place they would like to live: anywhere but here.

one place they would like to visit: anywhere but here.

celebrity crush: camila mendes. tell anybody and he’ll hunt you down.

what can you find in their pockets/wallet/purse: cigs. lighter. some form of tic tac.

place(s) your character can always be found: in the shadows. on rooftops. places he shouldn’t be.

when does your character like to wake up?: 7:03am. he doesn’t like rounded numbers.

how does your character spend their free days?: reading. burning some stuff. driving out to other towns to do reckless shit.

what’s your character’s bedtime routine?: read some poems. have a cigarette. knock out.

what does your character wear to bed?: boxers, no shirt.

if your character can’t fall asleep, what are they thinking about?: ty’s brains. that knife. juvie. getting back. making them pay.

what is their idea of perfect happiness?: revenge.

on what occasions do they lie?: on what occasions don’t they lie ?

most marked characteristic: his ghost-gray eyes. his smirk. his hair.

what is one thing they’d most like to change about themselves?: only one?

how would they like to die?: in a blaze of fucking glory.

do they snore? no.

can they curl their tongue?: yes.

can they whistle?: yep. he likes doing that yoo-hoo kind of whistle. makes people uncomfortable.

do they believe in the supernatural?: nope. bullshit.

has anyone ever broken their heart?: no.

have they ever broken anyone’s heart?: yes. on purpose.

are they squeamish?: not at all.

have they ever seen anyone die? what happened?: see above: ty. that security guard. he’s sure they won’t be the last.

are they a lightweight?: not at all.

#newhamhq: intro

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the-midwrite-oil · 5 years

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Character Creation Tag!

I was tagged by @megxnswrites . Thank you, and I’m so sorry it took me so long to finish this! This is one of the more unique ones I’ve been tagged in!

(I’m doing this for Kesa, so fair warning that half of this may not make any sense because this story has its beginning in my mind five years ago and it’s been through countless changes since then. It’s hard to pinpoint when specific things came to me.)

1. What was the first element of your OC that you remember considering (name, appearance, backstory, etc.)?

Her backstory and station in life. Kesa has had multiple versions because the premise for this is so old (in my head, at least), but for this specific iteration, the fact that she is the daughter of a lord and destined to marry the king was the first thing to come. She even used to have a different name!

2. Did you design them with any other characters/OCs from their universe in mind?

Yep! I first started thinking about her and Nick (in the earliest, earliest versions of this, they were supposed to fall in love!). Then once I realized that Nick would be the villain, I created Egan. Brija came last, and she ultimately wasn’t very important anyway until I cut another character named Marsa.

3. How did you choose their name?

When I make fantasy names, I just...toss a bunch of sounds together into a form that sounds vaguely name-ish. Kesa was originally named Liya, until I made up the name “Kesa” as a throwaway name for a servant, and I was like, “oh my GOD this is such a better name.” Liya eventually became the name of Kesa’s deceased mother.

4. In developing their backstory, what elements of the world they live in played the most influential parts?

Plot-necessary things, like Kesa’s ancestry and social class. Someone with a different backstory could never have been the main character in the story I wanted to tell.

5. Is there any significance behind their hair colour?

Not particularly. Kesa has always had black hair to me, throughout almost every version I can remember.

6. Is there any significance behind their eye colour?

Again, not really. She just has blue eyes.

7. Is there anything significance behind their height?

I’ve never thought of her height as anything but “average.” There’s nothing special about it.

8. What (if anything) do you relate to within their character/story?

Her need for power, albeit in a lesser way (I’m not trying to maintain hold over a whole country like she is), is something I relate to very strongly. I’ve struggled a lot with feelings of powerlessness because of my own mental illness and background. (If I haven’t gotten into my past yet on this blog already, I will eventually, but basically...my life hasn’t been easy, and I haven’t always had the power to choose anything that happens to me.) Writing Kesa become powerful after being in that same mental state as I was has been incredibly cathartic and freeing. She’s been broken down and dehumanized and made to feel a similar way to how I felt, and after, she’s incredibly powerful.

9. Are they based off of you, in some way?

Like I explained above, we’ve been through a similar internal journey. But it was entirely unintentional, strangely enough. I’ve been working on this version of this story for almost two years, and I only realized a couple of months ago how close our ordeals have been to each other. I didn’t mean for us to be so similar, and I really didn’t know how to feel about the story after I realized. I’m glad I decided to keep going with it, but there was a time when I debated stopping. Everything in the story feels so much more personal now.

10. Did you know what the OC’s sexuality would be at the time of their creation?

I didn’t think about it very much. I’d say she’s heteroflexible, though. Saying she’s straight doesn’t feel totally right, but saying she's bisexual doesn’t feel right either. (I’m bi.)

11. What have you found to be most difficult about creating art for your OC (any form of art: Writing, drawing, edits etc.)?

Writing scenes where Kesa has lost control of something or is feeling particularly powerless are very hard. It’s like, “I know exactly how horrible this feels, and I’m still doing it to her.” It does make me feel guilty.

12. How far past the canon events that take place in their world have you extended their story, if at all?

I just have a vague mental image of Kesa and Egan one day and they're married and they're ruling together and they have kids and just...Kesa gets her happy ending. Mostly everyone gets a happy ending. I really hate stories that are already dark and then they end sadly.

13. If you had to narrow it down to 2 things that you MUST keep in mind while working with your OC, what would those things be?

1. Kesa’s motivation to become as personally powerful as possible. She believes that that will make it so that no one can control her ever again. 2. The things she’s been through. Her suffering. It shapes her very deeply, so when I’m going between writing earlier and later scenes (I’m editing TBK right now and jumping around a lot), I have to remember that at the very beginning, she’s still scared and weak. She’s not yet the strong, power-hungry person she becomes.

14. What is something about your OC that can make you laugh?

Kesa’s really funny when she’s happy. When she’s happy and surrounded by people that love her and she feels in control of her environment. She’s jokey and fun and she really makes me smile.

15. What is something about your OC that can make you cry?

How selfish she is sometimes. She’s been hurt so many times before that she’s learned to only look out for herself. And it’s not out of malice or anything. It’s a defense mechanism she learned from being abused. It makes me really, really sad to see her scared and weak and alone because she made a decision that only benefitted her.

16. Is there some element you regret adding to your OC or their story?

Not really. If I regretted adding something, I would just...take it out. That’s the beauty of being the writer.

17. What is the most recent thing you’ve discovered about your OC?

She has blue eyes! I have written 90k words in her head, and I had no idea what eye color she had until like...a week ago!

18. What is your favorite fact about your OC?

How passionate she is. When she wants something, it is hers and there is nothing anyone else can do about it.

I’m tagging (sorry if you were already tagged, and feel free to not do this, I won’t mind!): @luna-evans-writes @halrose @sarmarble @writersloth @thesteamgoth @lyntries @touchingmadness

this is not ten but...it is after midnight and I do not give a fuck lmao.

#tag games #character creation tag #character development #the burning king duology #oc: kesa grellend

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guiltipanda · 7 years

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Rules: you must answer these 85 statements and tag 20 people

I was tagged by @petrichor-note. Alright, let’s get to it!

The Last

1. drink: Water 2. phone call: Yesterday. I called to activate a new debit card. I don’t call people if I can help it. 3. text message: Yesterday. My dad texted me to tell me to clean the kitchen. 4. song you listened to:I typically listen to music on Pandora. I can’t really remember what the last song it played was. I feel like it was something by Jack White. 5. time you cried: Man, I cry all the time for no reason, I don’t remember. 6. dated someone twice: I’ve only dated one person. I wouldn’t date anyone twice. 7. kissed someone and regretted it: About a year ago. 8. been cheated on: I’ve never been cheated on. 9. lost someone special: Well, my mom, my grandpa, and my grandma have all died within the past 4 1/2 years. My mom was the first one, and the most difficult. 10. been depressed: Kind of just getting over a bout of depression. 11. gotten drunk and thrown up: About a year ago. (It’s actually really difficult for me to get drunk. Not because I have a high tolerance, but I can’t drink a lot of alcohol very fast due to stomach problems.)

3 Favourite Colours

12. Blue (all kinds of blue, it changes depending on my mood) 13. Uuuhh...aside from blue, I don’t think I have other favorite colors...I’ll just say purple 14. And black, I guess

In the Last year have you

15. made new friends: Yeah. I’ve been making a lot of internet friends recently. 16. fallen out of love: Eh. I don’t even know if I’ve ever been in love with anyone. 17. laughed until you cried: I don’t think that’s ever happened to me. 18. found out someone was talking about you: In the past year? I don’t think so. 19. met someone who changed you: Not in the past year, no. 20. found out who your friends are: I mean...I think I always knew who they were. 21. kissed someone on your Facebook list: Oh shit...yeah, I did...

General

22. how many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: I was about to say all of them, but that’s actually not true. All but one. The other is a penpal. 23. do you have any pets: I have a cat. :3 His name is Ratigan. And I guess I unofficially own the other cat we have, too, cause no one else wants to claim her.

24. do you want to change your name: Nah. 25. what did you do for your last birthday: Nothing on the day of. I hung out with one of my friends later, though. Once you get passed a certain age, there’s no joy in birthdays. 26. what time did you wake up: Like, 10. 27. what were you doing at midnight last night: Sleeping. 28. name something you can’t wait for: Living on my own. 29. when was the last time you saw your mom: 4 1/2 years ago. 31. what are you listening to right now: Nothing. 32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: Have I?? I don’t know... 33. something that is getting on your nerves: I don’t know, lots of stuff. 34. most visited website: Maybe Youtube. Or here...ugh... 35. hair colour: Blonde 36. long or short hair: It’s a little long. I want to cut it. 37. do you have a crush on someone: I sort of had a crush on someone I worked with. But I quit my job, so. 38. what do you like about yourself: I’m smart. I’m self-aware. I’m open-minded, but rational. There’s other stuff. 39. piercings: None 40. blood type: I think it’s B. 41. nickname: Alex 42. relationship status: Single. Not ready to mingle. 43. zodiac: Aquarius 44. pronouns: Feminine pronouns are fine. 45. favourite tv show: I really like dumb comedy shows/detective shows, like Psych, Brooklyn Nine-Nine, etc. Recently my brother got me into Orphan Black, though, which I really like. 46. tattoos: None. 47. right or left handed: Right. 48. surgery: Nope. 50. sport: Sports! I know nothing about sports.

51. vacation: I guess this is my vacation. No school, no work. I do need to eventually find a new job, though.

MORE GENERAL

53. eating: Nothing. I just finished eating ice cream >.> 54. drinking: Water. 55. I’m about to: Idk. Probably waste time on the internet. 56. waiting for: This to finish. 57. want: Lol. Money? Fame? Fortune? I don’t know, a bath bomb would be nice. 58. get married: Not really interested in getting married. 59. career: Oh boy. I want to become an animator, but I also want to be a writer and a voice actor. I couldn’t decide on just one, so I’m going for all three. I’ve gotten some experience acting, and I’m currently planning to go for an animation degree. I write every day. So, yeah. We’ll see how things go, I guess.

WHICH IS BETTER

60. hugs or kisses: Kissing is gross in theory, but the chemicals that are released inside your brain when you’re doing it are nice. Well, if the person you’re kissing is good at it and has good hygiene. If not, it’s just gross. Hugging is better. 61. lips or eyes: Eyes. 62. shorter or taller: I’m assuming this is talking about a partner. I’m bisexual, so. If it’s a guy, I prefer them to be taller than me. Not like that’s hard to do, I’m pretty short. If it’s a girl, I prefer them to be around the same height as me. Although, the last (only) girl I dated was taller than me... 63. older or younger: Most of my friends are younger than me, but not by a lot. I don’t get along with teenagers very well (I never have). I get along okay with people that are only a little older than me. If we’re talking about partners, I prefer people who are around my age or a little older. 64. nice arms or nice stomach: “Nice” is subjective. Does this mean toned? Plump? Succulently slender? How am I supposed to decide based on this??? 65. hook up or relationship: I don’t think I have what it takes to have a hook-up. 66. troublemaker or hesitant: Troublemakers can be more fun, but hesitant people tend to be smarter.

HAVE YOU EVER:

67. kissed a stranger: Nope. 68. drank hard liquor: I’m googling what counts as “hard liquor”.

Oh. Yes, I have. 69. lost glasses/contact lenses: Yeah...I lost my glasses in the ocean... 70. turned someone down: I’ve turned lots of people down. (I swear, I’m not trying to brag.) 71. sex on the first date: Not likely. 72. broken someone’s heart: I don’t think so? 73. had your heart broken: Yeah. 74. been arrested: Nope. 75. cried when someone died: Yeah. 76. fallen for a friend: Eehhh....

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

77. yourself: Most of the time. 78. miracles: Not really. 79. love at first sight: Nope.

80. santa claus: Nope. 81. kiss on the first date: Sure, why not. 82. angels: No.

OTHER:

84. eye colour: Blue 85. favourite movies: I like movies. It’s hard to pick favorites. But I’ll name a few. The Lord of the Rings trilogy, the Cornetto Trilogy, The Princess Bride, Monty Python and the Holy Grail, etc.

Okay, I’m gonna tag @krustalos, @afopy, @mellzw, @chennoir, and...I guess that’s it.

I knew I would never tag 20 people.

#personal #tagged #this thing took longer than I thought it would

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anniejanuaryz · 7 years

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I got tagged

I got tagged in a lot of stuff, sorry for only doing them now! If any of you want to do one of them or all of them, feel free to say I tagged you! So ...

I was tagged by @occulant, thank you, love! <33

A - Age: 18

B - Birthplace: Bavaria, Germany

C - Current Time: 05:01 pm

D - Drink You Last Had: apple spritzer

E - Easiest Person to Talk to: My best friend Paige

F - Favourite Song: too many help

G - Grossest Memory: as a piece of wood got stuck in my wrist yikes

H - Horror Yes or Horror No: horror yes

I - In Love: nope

J - Jealous of People: always, sadly

K - Killed Someone: only in my head

L - Love at First Sight or Should I Walk by Again: should I walk by again

M - Middle Name: shhhh

N - Number of Siblings: one brother

O - One Wish: happiness

P - Person You Called Last: my mum

Q - Question You Are Always Asked: “how are you so tall?”

R - Reason to Smile: my family and friends

T - Time You Woke Up: 01:30 pm

U - Underwear Colour: black

V - Vacation Destination: I wanna go to norway

W - Worst Habit: sleeping in

X - X-rays: many times, I’m a walking mess

Y - Your favourite food: pancakes

Z - Zodiac Sign: libra

I was tagged by @maebeamermaid, thanks, love! <33

RULES: List ten of your favourite characters in ten different fandoms, and then tag ten people.

Draco Malfoy - Harry Potter

Zuko - The Legend of Aang

Renee Walker - All for the Game

Bucky Barnes - Marvel

Lance Sweets - Bones

Spencer Reid - Criminal Minds

Even Bech Naesheim

Nathan Prescott - Life is Strange

Josh - Until Dawn

Malia Tate - Teen Wolf

Tagged by @thecenturionwasawerewolf, @strikingneil and @matthais, thanks, loves! <33

Rules: once you have been tagged you are supposed to write 92 truths about yourself. At the end, choose however many people you want to tag!

LAST…

[1] drink: apple spritzer [2] phone call: my mum [3] text message: ally [4] song you listened to: hakuna matata [5] time you cried: idek? on monday

HAVE YOU EVER…

[6] dated someone twice: what is date, lmao [7] been cheated on: nope [8] kissed someone and regretted it: i’m a kiss-virgin [9] lost someone special: yes [10] been depressed: it’s my constant state, my dude [11] gotten drunk and thrown up: one time

LIST 3 FAVOURITE COLOURS: [12] blue [13] purple [14] dark green

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU… [15] made new friends: yes, here <3 [16] fallen out of love: for that i must’ve been in love before, so [17] laughed until you cried: definitely [18] found out someone was talking about you: that’s not any news, but yeah [19] met someone who changed you: all my friends on here <3 [20] found out who your true friends are: i still don’t know, tbfh [21] kissed someone on your facebook list: kiss-virgin

GENERAL… [22] how many of your tumblr friends do you know in real life: two? it’s pretty private bc i don’t really trust others [23] do you have any pets: yes, a cat named mia, my treasure <3 [24] do you want to change your name: yeah, to malia [25] what did you do for your last birthday: i think sleep, ahaha [26] what time did you wake up: around 01:30 pm rip [27] what were you doing at midnight last night: chatting [28] name something you cannot wait for: travelling [29] when was the last time you saw your mother: half an hour ago [30] what is one thing you wish you could change about your life: everything [31] what are you listening to right now: can you feel the love tonight [32] have you ever talked to a person named tom: nope [33] something that is getting on your nerves: people. life. [35] elementary: i was already tol [36] high school: finally i can leave this prison behind [37] college: they haven’t answered yet [38] hair colour: brown with former blue ombré (it’s greenish now) [39] long or short hair: long hair [40] do you have a crush on someone: nah [41] what do you like about yourself?: i feel with people a lot [42] piercings: do earrings count? then yes [43] blood type: no clue [44] nickname: nat/nati [45] relationship status: single [46] zodiac sign: libra [47] pronouns: she/her [48] fav tv show: teen wolf [49] tattoos: nope [50] right or left handed: right

FIRST… [51] surgery: had none [52] piercing: i got my first earrings with four [53] best friend: my cousin, @she-means-everything and @parttimemoonshine [55] vacation: alpine [56] pair of trainers: idk

RIGHT NOW… [57] eating: nothing [58] drinking: apple spritzler [59] I’m about to: fall asleep [60] listening to: still can you feel the love tonight [61] waiting for: a miracle [62] want: cuddles [63] get married: what [64] career: lol

WHICH IS BETTER… [65] hugs or kisses: kisses [66] lips or eyes: eyes [67] shorter or taller: taller [68] older or younger: younger [69] romantic or spontaneous: romantic [70] nice arms or nice stomach: arms [71] sensitive or loud: sensitive [72] hook up or relationship: relationship [73] troublemaker or hesitant: troublemaker

HAVE YOU EVER… [74] kissed a stranger? kiss-virgin [75] drank hard liquor? yep [76] lost glasses/contact lenses? yep [77] turned someone down: for that someone needs to ask me out first, lol [78] sex on first date? ^ [79] broken someone’s heart? i damn hope so, they deserved it [80] had your own heart broken? many times [81] been arrested? nope [82] cried when someone died? yes? [83] fallen for a friend: shhhh

DO YOU BELIEVE IN… [84] yourself? lmao [85] miracles? sometimes [86] love at first sight? yep [87] santa claus? nope [88] kiss on the first date? definitely [89] angels? maybe

OTHER… [90] current best friend’s name: katrin, abigail, hannah [91] eye colour: brown-green [92] favourite movie: too many

I was tagged by @fannist, thank you, love! <333

One Word Tag

where is your phone? here

your hair? tied-up

your dad? working

your other half? away

your favorite food? pancakes

your dream last night? weird

your favorite drink? coke

fear? mood

favorite shoes? comfy

favorite way to relax? bed

your mood? anxious

your love? food

where were you last night? bed

something that you aren’t? happy

muffins? yes

wishlist item? books

where you grew up? home

last thing you did? tag

what are you wearing? pyjama

something you hate? people

your pets? cat

life? ugh

regrets? many

Tagged by @wesawbears, thanks, love! <33

Favorite Color: blue! Lipstick or Chapstick: chapstick Last song I listened to: “he lives in you” Last Movie I watched: john wick 2 Top 3 characters: ummmm, renee walker, kevin day, malia tate? help? Top 3 ships: kandreil, jerejean, stalia Books/Manga: too many, don’t Top 5 Musicals: I’ve only ever been to one musical and that was at our school, rip me

I was tagged by @maebeamermaid and @aamendoza, thanks, loves! <33

Rules: Answer 20 questions and tag 20 amazing followers you’d like to get to know better

Name: Natalie

Nickname: Nat/Nati

Zodiac sign: libra

Height: 6 ft

Orientation: bisexual

Nationality & Ethnicity: german

Favorite fruit: strawberry

Favourite season: spring

Favourite book: all for the game

Favourite flower: rose

Favourite scent: chocolate

Favourite color: blue

Favourite animal: cats

Coffee, tea or hot chocolate: tea

Average hours of sleep: everything between 4-14 hours

Cats or dogs: cats

Number of blankets you sleep with: one or two

Dream trip: norway, great britain

Blog created: january 2016

#about me #natalie talks #personal

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aemond1eye · 7 years

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92 Truths Rules: once you have been tagged you are supposed to write 92 truths about yourself. at the end, choose 25 people to tag!

Tagged by: @fakelov thanks dude

Tagging: @wlwraven @sunshinechristen @ambivalent-ghost @bisexual-inej @sarsastark @fightmewayne @bisexualpinkranger @morimurs @torontos @mattecontour and anyone else who wants to

LAST…  [1] drink: water  [2] phone call: I called my cousin alicia on accident  [3] text message: “alright gucci” -jorge  [4] song you listened to: growing pains - birdy  [5] time you cried: uuuuh I think a few weeks ago??

EVER…  [6] dated someone twice: no  [7] been cheated on: I think? never got actual confirmation but I’m p sure  [8] kissed someone and regretted it: no  [9] lost someone special: no  [10] been depressed: mate I’m depressed right now  [11] gotten drunk and thrown up: no

LIST 3 FAVOURITE COLOURS:  [12] forest green  [13] the shade of orange the wildflowers that grow near my house are right now  [14] u know when roses are not quite red but u can’t exactly call them pink either? that

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU…  [15] made new friends: yes they’re great  [16] fallen out of love: yep  [17] laughed until you cried: yes those are my favorite laughs  [18] found out someone was talking about you: I don’t remember  [19] met someone who changed you: yeah  [20] found out who your true friends are: yep yep [21] kissed someone on your facebook list: what’s facebook

GENERAL [22] how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: don’t have a facebook  [23] do you have any pets: YEAH I have 2 dogs they’re both huskies kato and logan, and a cat (the light of my life) marshy  [24] do you want to change your name: I always used to but now ive kinda just excepted it’s there and it’d be a huge hassle  [25] what did you do for your last birthday: honestly cannot remember I think I just smoked w some friends and got pizza  [26] what time did you wake up: 8:15am I hate  [27] what were you doing at midnight last night: watching imposters  [28] name something you cannot wait for: last day of high school in 3 weeks  [29] when was the last time you saw your mother: last night before I went to sleep  [30] what is one thing you wish you could change about your life: i wish my brothers weren’t assholes  [31] what are you listening to right now: my ceiling fan is pretty loud atm…  [32] have you ever talked to a person named Tom: yeah my dads college roommate, also I have a friend named tommy idk if that counts  [33] something that is getting on your nerves: the bitchass kids in my english class like shut up for 2 seconds please  [34] most visited website: the site I read comics from probably  [35] elementary: our mascot was a golden bear, I got there all the time bc it’s where my mom works  [36] high school: 3 more weeks can’t wait for it to be over I’m tired [37] college: havent started yet but I got in [38] hair colour: black [39] long or short hair: long  [40] do you have a crush on someone: I have 3 and they’ve all been at it for at least 2 years when will they let me live  [41] what do you like about yourself: im good at sports ig  [42] piercings: just one on each ear but I want to get double piercings  [43] blood type: I don’t know? my dads b positive so maybe that  [44] nickname: family calls me mandy  [45] relationship status: single  [46] zodiac sign: leo  [47] pronouns: I have literally no sense of self and don’t really mind any pronouns but she/her or they/them is what I use  [48] fav tv show: ??? the last airbender ig  [49] tattoos: eventually  [50] right or left handed: left at first, now right, hopefully ambidextrous eventually

FIRST…  [51] surgery: got my tonsils out when I was 3  [52] piercing: ears  [53] best friend: my kindergarten-4th grade best friends were miranda and lila  [54] sport: soccer  [55] vacation: went to disneyland a few times as a baby but first I remember is the grand canyon when I was 4  [56] pair of trainers: I was a baby idk

RIGHT NOW… [57] eating: pancakes in about 2 minuets  [58] drinking: water  [59] I’m about to: have breakfast  [60] listening to: andi mack is on tv rn  [61] waiting for: my pancakes to be ready [62] want to: eat my pancakes [63] get married: someday  [64] career: idk I’ll probably be an engineer

WHICH IS BETTER… [65] hugs or kisses: hugs  [66] lips or eyes: both  [67] shorter or taller: taller  [68] older or younger: older  [69] romantic or spontaneous: spontaneous I hate romance  [70] nice arms or nice stomach: ARMS  [71] sensitive or loud: sensitive  [72] hook up or relationship: depends on the person  [73] troublemaker or hesitant: troublemaker i need entertainment

HAVE YOU EVER…  [74] kissed a stranger: yeah  [75] drank hard liquor: yeah  [76] lost glasses/contact lenses: no thank gd  [77] turned someone down: yes [78] sex on first date: never been on a date  [79] broken someone’s heart: i don’t think so  [80] had your own heart broken: nah  [81] been arrested: nope  [82] cried when someone died: nope  [83] fallen for a friend: nope

DO YOU BELIEVE IN…  [84] yourself: sometimes  [85] miracles: a little  [86] love at first sight: nah  [87] santa claus: no  [88] kiss on the first date: sure  [89] angels: maybe?

OTHER…  [90] current best friend’s name: karamvir, jasdeep, jacob  [91] eye colour: dark brown  [92] favourite movie: power rangers

#me #update I think I fixed the formatting I had to write line breaks after every question I hate this hellsite

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ravensfreckles · 7 years

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92 Truths

Rules: once you have been tagged you are supposed to write 92 truths about yourself. at the end, choose 25 people to tag!

Tagged by: @unvoidance (thanks so much lovely!!) Tagging: i’m not tagging 25 ppl lmao but i will tag @storyteller1212 @bisexual-inej @wildlittlebirdd @ztrek808 @bellamyfiguero

LAST… 

[1] drink: slurpee

 [2] phone call: my sister

 [3] text message: my mommy

 [4] song you listened to: 6lack - luving u

 [5] time you cried: i have no idea

HAVE YOU EVER…

 [6] dated someone twice: yes

[7] been cheated on: nope

[8] kissed someone and regretted it: nope

[9] lost someone special: yes

 [10] been depressed: um yeah kinda

[11] gotten drunk and thrown up: nah

LIST 3 FAVOURITE COLOURS:

 [12] purple

 [13] rose gold/gold

 [14] literally like all pastels lol

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU…

 [15] made new friends: yes i love all of you!!

 [16] fallen out of love: no

 [17] laughed until you cried: no

[18] found out someone was talking about you: no

[19] met someone who changed you: not really

 [20] found out who your true friends are: yes

 [21] kissed someone on your facebook list: ugh unfortunately yes lmao

GENERAL…

[22] how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: pretty much all of them

 [23] do you have any pets: i did but omg i think we’re getting another dog SOON PLS OH GAWD LET IT HAPPEN LOL

 [24] do you want to change your name: i used to but not anymore

 [25] what did you do for your last birthday: um just went out to eat with my family

 [26] what time did you wake up: 8:30ish

[27] what were you doing at midnight last night: reading fanfiction lmao

 [28] name something you cannot wait for: the day i finally get my license!

[29] when was the last time you saw your mother: yesterday

 [30] what is one thing you wish you could change about your life: not too much in particular i like my life the way that it is but maybe just go back and fix past mistakes

[31] what are you listening to right now: bruno mars - chunky

 [32] have you ever talked to a person named Tom: no

[33] something that is getting on your nerves: my favorite tv shows making dumb decisions

 [34] most visited website: tumblr lmfao

[35] elementary: probably the most fun i had going to school lol

[36] high school: i met my bestest friend when i moved!

[37] college: major anxiety and depression but i kinda want to go back

[38] hair colour: brown

(39] long or short hair: short

 [40] do you have a crush on someone: naah

 [41] what do you like about yourself: im super nice and sweet and a great friend!

 [42] piercings: my ears

[43] blood type: oh gawd i totally forgot

[44] nickname: rach

 [45] relationship status: im single yo

 [46] zodiac sign: taurus

[47] pronouns: she/her

 [48] fav tv show: right now it’s into the badlands!

 [49] tattoos: none yet but i would love to have a few

 [50] right or left handed: right

FIRST…

 [51] surgery: i was born prematurely so ive had like feeding tubes stuck in me and just a few years ago got a scar removed because of that

 [52] piercing: ears

[53] best friend: was a girl named liliana

[54] sport: basketball, i hated it

[55] vacation: i think to the bahamas

 [56] pair of trainers: what...?

RIGHT NOW…

[57] eating: just ate some bomb lasagna

[58] drinking: cranberry juice

 [59] I’m about to: catch up my on subs on youtube

 [60] listening to: nothing at the moment

 [61] waiting for: jane the virgin to come on at 9

[62] want to: build stuff in ts4

[63] get married: yes

 [64] career: therapist or something in tech

WHICH IS BETTER…

[65] hugs or kisses: hugs!

 [66] lips or eyes: eyes

 [67] shorter or taller: taller

 [68] older or younger: older but not too old

 [69] romantic or spontaneous: romantic

 [70] nice arms or nice stomach: im a sucker for a nice pair of guns!

 [71] sensitive or loud: sensitive

 [72] hook up or relationship: relationship

 [73] troublemaker or hesitant: hesitant

HAVE YOU EVER… 

[74] kissed a stranger: nope

 [75] drank hard liquor: no

[76] lost glasses/contact lenses: no

 [77] turned someone down: yes

[78] sex on first date: no

[79] broken someone’s heart: maybe

 [80] had your own heart broken: no

[81] been arrested: nope

 [82] cried when someone died: yes but tbh i cry all the time lol

[83] fallen for a friend: it was a small crush but yes tho i never told her bc we were friends + she had a bf

DO YOU BELIEVE IN…

 [84] yourself: yes u gotta when no one else will!

 [85] miracles: yes

 [86] love at first sight: yes and no??

[87] santa claus: not anymore

 [88] kiss on the first date: i would totally

 [89] angels: look my grandma is an angel always watching down over me so YES

OTHER… 

[90] current best friend’s name: YUE!

 [91] eye colour: brown

 [92] favourite movie: the cinematic masterpiece that is captain america: the winter soldier!

#me #tag meme #long post for ts

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fifthscarf13 · 7 years

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LOOK WHAT U MADE ME DO MARTA

I ain't tagging anyone cuz I honestly don't think I even know 3 people in here but imma do this for u sister marta. YA WELCOME BÉTCH. LAST… [1] drink: tea [2] phone call: no clue [3] text message: Rita ( aka Richard Parker) [4] song you listened to: shape of yew [5] time you cried: ahhhhh probably last week? Idk HAVE YOU EVER… [6] dated someone twice: ya I guess? Idk.  [7] been cheated on: no  [8] kissed someone and regretted: nah #NORAGRÊT [9] lost someone special: SÍ [10] been depressed: Depends  [11] gotten drunk and thrown up: no but I do throw up a lot LIST 3 FAVOURITE COLOURS: [12] blue [13] greenish blue [14] blueish green IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU… [15] made new friends: I'm an antisocial, self isolatory bug so no wtf that would've been strange  [16] fallen out of love: I used to like lapas and now I don't so yes  [17] laughed until you cried: god that seems awesome, take me there  [18] found out someone was talking about you: don't recall  [19] met someone who changed you: if they really changed me I wouldn't know [20] found out who your true friends are: I LAVE YA MARTA YAS @larryaura [21] kissed someone on your facebook list: oui  [22] how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: all [23] do you have any pets: she's not my pet, I'm HER pet. She does whatever she intends  [24] do you want to change your name: yes actually. I'm thinking maybe Fiogialetta Amerlichia Tasso. Or Kim. [25] what did you do for your last birthday: literally nothing at all. Cuz I hate doing anything related to social events and I'm scared and I run and I hide and nope no take me away I'm out shhhh FORA XÔ [26] what time did you wake up: 9 [27] what were you doing at midnight last night: on the streets in Rome  [28] name something you cannot wait for: having a dog and being the pope [29] when was the last time you saw your mother: olá mamã. [30] what is one thing you wish you could change about your life: I'm not sure Bc I'm pretty fucking awesome...maybe being more confident would help. [31] what are you listening to right now: the sound of a bus outside the hotel and my dad using his computers keyboard [32] have you ever talked to a person named tom: no I hate u tom get away [33] something that is getting on your nerves: school  [34] most visited website: instagram [35] elementary: it was nice  [36] high school: it's not aweful but id rather die some days  [37] college: hopefully I'm gonna be great and fabulous when I get there and imma own that shit down  [38] hair colour: brown  [39] long or short hair: medium [40] do you have a crush on someone: depends on what u call a crush Bc HAY LAUREN HOWS U. [41] what do you like about yourself: ma mainde  [42] piercings: nope [43]blood type: that old one where u have to eat more protein. Yeah. That one [44] nickname: Bibi [45] relationship status: elgnis [46] zodiac sign: Sagittarius  [47] pronouns: She/her [48] fav tv show: modern family and friends [49] tattoos: none [50] right or left handed: Right FIRST… [51] surgery: tirei as amígdalas  [52] piercing: none [53] best friend: Isabel 😭😭😭 I miss how we used to be. But she cool, she cool.  [54] sport: kickboxing  [55] vacation: madeira  [56] pair of trainers: no clue [57] eating: nothing [58] drinking: nothing [59] i’m about to: go study physics (ha u thought. Imma procrastinate till I die) [60] listening to: nada [62] want: ok so my parents are cool and they are chill right now but I wish I could swap them with my friend and we would all hang out in this rad hotel room with 2 huge fucking beds and we'd go explore the city together tomorrow and it would be awesome  [63] get married: I'm not sure what I'm supposed to write in these questions Bc I legit only copy pasted from you marta. But imma just say "seems cool in some cases" [64] career: I wanna be rich and happy WHICH is better [65] hugs or kisses: hugs foh sowh  [66] lips or eyes: eyes [67] shorter or taller: taller  [68] older or younger: oldeeeer  [69] romantic or spontaneous: spontaneously romantic. That's the shit right there  [70] nice arms or nice stomach : OMG ABSS (or just nice stomachs if we are talking about girls) I love torsos in general yass  [71] sensitive or loud: sensitive  [72] hook up or relationship: I don't think hook ups are not my thing  [73] troublemaker or hesitant: ehhh isso é mau na mesma... trouble maker mas sem ser mesmo trouble Bc I hate getting in trouble so please don't get me in trouble  [74] kissed a stranger: no señor  [75] drank hard liquor? Ye [76] lost glasses/contact lenses? Nop  [77] turned someone down. Sim  [78] sex on first date? Txxx every time wooooo [79] broken someone’s heart? I don't think so?? [80] had your own heart broken: not really.  [81] been arrested? nah [82] cried when someone died? Yes but it's rare  [83] fallen for a friend: was he really a friend?? Did i really "faaaall" for him? 🤔 don't think so. But he's one of my besties now DO YOU BELIEVE IN… [84] yourself? Yes [85] miracles? Yes [86] love at first sight? Yes [87] santa claus? No. He's bisexual so he ain't real (according t my dad bisexuals ain't real... [88] kiss on the first date? If ya want to [89] angels? yeah OTHER… [90] current best friend’s name: MATTAAAAA @larryaura love u . Rita deleted hers so... [91] eye colour: Marron  [92] favourite movie: that one where that thing happened and then they do that and then the other ones to that thing that leads to that other thing and in the end they do that.

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post-futurism · 7 years

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tagged by @artemiscephei

Name: Tamsin

Nickname: Tam, Tam-tam, tamtamarooney, tim-tam, tammy (although i don’t like that one so much) and Tmac

Gender: lady

Star sign: pisces

Height: errr i always forget the measurement in inches, but i’m 178cm.

Sexual orientation: Pansexual (i appreciate people who clarify that they're bisexuality includes all genders but i think the word intrinsically means 2/bi/only female/male so i prefer to identify as pan.

Hogwarts House: so i’m not like the biggest harry potter fan, and i never looked hugely into which house would suit me best… in my earlier years i wanted to be ravenclaw but the more i think about it i would totally be hufflepuff. except that i hate yellow as a colour generally haha so idk. aesthetics are a huge part of the decision obviously~

Favourite colour: i love red to wear, and i love mint/sea green in idk.. objects? i am also really digging all shades of pink atm.

Favourite animal: whales for sure. but also cats tbh.

Time right now: 10.37pm est.

Cat or dog person: cats! i’m low key scared of big dogs, i mean, like, i’m kinda tall but i don’t like it when dogs jump on me. i like dogs where the owner has looked after it well, too. like if it doesn’t smell too bad or have mangy fur or anything. idk i’m such a cat person, i’ve always had cats my whole life.

Favourite fictional character: oh no this is so hard. i love many many characters! i don’t have an absolute favourite, i don’t think. so i’ll list some i’ve liked recently i suppose. um, Lorne Malvo (Fargo), Roy Tomlin (Midnight Special), – oh you know what? i just thought of someone who i LOVE and it’s Nora Durst (The Leftovers) - such an incredible show! (Rosie if you’re reading this, PLEASE watch it omg). I really admire her, she knows herself and does what she needs to do. she’s ambitious, but also a bit too quick in decision making which often leads her to extreme circumstances. idk ig i really empathise with her a lot, i feel like she is me haha she even says some awkward stuff in front of people that’s so something i would say. Like, the show is absolutely incredible, there are so many interesting characters and relationships but i just love nora the most.

Number of blankets I sleep with: it has to be only one all season. in summer i sleep with 1 sheet, the thinnest one as possible just because i like to have something light covering me. and in winter i have this one feather filled doona which is warm enough that i don’t need any other blankets. if it is particularly cold, i might have another blanket on top of the doona but that normally presses the blankets down and makes it feel really heavy and i hate that feeling. lol, sorry person who tagged me in this! i hate feeling like i’m being weighed down by lead!

Favourite singer/band: also an impossible question! I’m going to go by my most played stuff from my phone. Cloud Control, Is Tropical, Big Black Delta, Foals, I Break Horses, Trevor Something, M83, BRMC, Yeasayer, but a lot of these are up in my most played because often when i’m writing i make a playlist of 2 or 3 songs and have them play on repeat to set the mood. But Cloud Control’s song The Smoke, The Feeling is definitely my favourite ever i think - a hard thing to say, but i always come back to that song and it’s beautiful every time.

Dream trip: I do love driving holidays. A family member is going on a scenery seeing trip in NZ and it just sounds wonderful, driving around these beautiful areas and staying at little cottages by lakes and having walks and things. I’d love to do that, and take photos on film cameras that may or may not work. and when you’re in the car you can listen to chill music… idk i love driving holidays.

Dream job: to be leslie knope tbqh. idk i am about to start a degree in city planning and ideally i’d like to work in designing sustainable transport options or be actual leslie knope and save areas to develop into parks that the whole community can use. I’d like to design playgrounds too? that wouldn’t be an optiion in my degree but it’s something i’ve always been interested in. I’d love to help save green spaces in cities and help reduce traffic and congestion if possible, and make it generally a better place to live- for people and for the earth. I want to work with town councils and help them with sustainability projects, both environmental and social. i want to dismantle the idea that cities don’t have communities. i want to help design cities that don’t have harmful effects for people including removing anti-homeless people/vagrancy architecture which is disgusting. disgusting! i want to work with aboriginal people and learn from them about town planning in the modern era. i also want to be a writer and just make money off writing and not actually publishing anything. i heard in some scandinavian country you can get paid for being an artist and you just have to be producing work, you don’t have to be selling it, per se, just be making it and you can live. like. that’s the dream, but impossible in australia - or maybe not? i want to also support australian artists and i want to see more ausralian film and tv come out of local productions. i want australia to be supportive of the arts! make ourselves more cultural and tourist-y through the works we make, rather than making money from coal that we mine. lol idk what this answer has become i have a lot of dreams ok ok.

When did your blog reach its peak: err idk i think probably when i was making graphics/edits and stuff i was getting more followers, occasionally they get popular again when a new season comes out eg with my black mirror edits. i have a few posts which really went off, and they made my follower count rise. i think lately it’s just from getting into vaporwave and making vaporwave content and going through the tag more. idk i’m almost at 3k and i don’t really know why so many of my followers have stuck around tbh lol most of them must be bots

What made you decide to make a tumblr: hm i had just moved to canberra and a couple of my friends had it. i just thought it was cool how you could make personal posts but also purely aesthetic ones and have other people’s posts on your blog which wasn’t something easily done in the LJ days. My blog is sooo different to what it was at the start though. i orignally posted pastel wafty kind of fashion photography things, of the russian doll supermodel era looks and i never wanted to reblog memes or text posts in case it made my theme look weird but now idgaf. or i do give a fuck bc my theme actually does start to look crap and so i reblog a bunch of vaporwave stuff to even it out lol.

Why did you pick your url: well i changed it from black-tapestry around the time i was committing seriously to the futuristic aesthetic. i didn’t want a username with a hyphen in it, but i liked post-futurism because it’s an actual word, kind of thing. an art form, an oxymoron too which i always found interesting. just like post-modernism, how can art be beyond what is already beyond, or what hasn’t happened yet? idk i just love those two ideas - the oxymoron part, and the futurism aesthetic part. i don’t think i’ll ever change my url tbh.

Tagging: @pocketful-of-posies, @shy-grass, @kimpine, @thoktus, @stayblaqk, @asciibutt, @comorbidities, @twoflower888

#thanks for the tag :)#memes #ask memes #about me #long post

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caricature-of-a-witch · 7 years

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20 followers meme

I was tagged by @jem-scribbles and @acreasy1, which, thank you both so much!

Name: Veronika

Nickname: Niki, Nikili, Bread (if you ask the wrong person at least)

Gender: Female

Star Sign: Aquarius

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual, I suppose.

Hogwarts House: Gryffindor (which doesn’t make even the tiniest amount of sense, that’d be the last house I’d ever fit into)

Favorite Color: Green, in most cases. Sort of depends on what the colour is for though?

Favorite Animal: To cuddle: cats. To find fascinating: snakes. (I’d also cuddle them if I could but I don’t know any snakes personally.)

Time Right Now: 00:09 am (I never know if midnight is 12 am or 12 pm, to be honest)

Average Hours of Sleep: Eh. Average. I don’t know? If I’m lucky about seven, if I’m unlucky about four or five, mostly somewhere in between.

Cat or Dog Person: Cat person, though I love both.

Favorite Fictional Characters: Oh dear. The Doctor (Nine and Ten so far), Rose Tyler, the Master, Loki, Natasha Romanoff, the Joker, Harley Quinn, Poison Ivy, Sam and Dean Winchester, Castiel, Elphaba Thropp, Sherlock, Count von Krolock (from “Tanz der Vampire”)… basically this is a compilation of the characters I most often want to hug? (except for a few who are too badass to hug.)

Number of Blankets I Sleep With: One. In summer just with the… cover? You know, the thing around the blanket, like a bed sheet. Just for the blanket. I don’t know the word for that thing, this is embarrassing.

Favorite Singer/Band: I… don’t think I have a favourite currently, I can’t think of anyone specific >.< If we just reduce it to musical singers I’d go for either Pia Douwes or Willemijn Verkaik.

Dream Trip: I’d say London with my girlfriend but I already did that so I guess it doesn’t count, though I’d like to repeat it. Generally… I’d like to see Norway. And New Zealand. And Egypt because pyramids. Somewhere in the Caribbean to, maybe, the pictures always look so pretty… but as long as I can take my girlfriend with me I’ll go anywhere.

Dream Job: Actor or writer, really. I’m a walking cliché, aren’t I...

When was this blog created: Some time in… early 2015 I think. Can I look that up anywhere?

Current Number of Followers: 103 (thank you so much, by the way, I don’t know what possessed you to even do that)

When did your blog reach its peak: So far that was probably… when I posted that Doctor Who re-writing of the song The Lion Sleeps Tonight @colourinside and I did once? Otherwise it’s a rather calm blog, I’m afraid, not much going on except reblogging.

What made you decide to get tumblr: At some point I figured that it’s the first place to go if you want anything about fandoms. When I first created an account I didn’t get it at all and didn’t do anything with it, but I tried again a year later or so and, well, here I am, so sorry for that.

Tagging 20 Followers I’d Like to get to Know Better: If you’ve done it already and I didn’t see, I’m sorry, I wasn’t on Tumblr much the last few days! Also please just ignore this if you don’t want to do it! Otherwise, I’ll tag... @a-suitable-girl, @surfs-updude, @ilikefluffycats, @almostafunnyhuman, @demigod-superwholock, @tearfvlcas, @deanfudgingwinchester79, @niceven-silace, @cumberbabe-mishamigo, @its-rhodonite, @thatoneweirdmusician, @mojowoho, @scotchjolras, @acciolunas, @100000bees, @clairlestrange, @the-girl-who-exists, @starryeyedkat, @darya-the-fangirl, and @lijahlover (and everyone else who wants to do this okay, plus @colourinside gets a honorary tag because I already know her quite well but maybe she’d still like to do this)

#tumblr things #me #seriously if you don't want to be tagged by me just tell me and I won'tdo it again #I always feel like I'm annoying #20 followers meme

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lorainelaneyblog · 7 years

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‘They stole my pate, my eye glasses, and my sound card, and left six hundred dollars in my wallet.’

‘The sound card was broke anyway. You should never let a gangster play with your electronics. And I’m sorry about the eye glasses, she was blind, [ ], blind, and we knew it because we tried them on with their flippy handles, and, though we felt bad, felt obligated to keep them in order to see if she called, as was the Italian tradition we had heard about, but we were French. I was an exotic dancer, thin, [ ], and she loved me, she loved me, it was always in her eyes, and she would say, over and over again, 'I think you look better like this, because you were too thin. She even said, ‘You’re hotter now.’

‘”I am a pimp," he wants to say, says 50 Cent.

‘I’m incorrigible, and then I abandon them, I’m kidding, Loraine, I’m kidding, Loraine. Go on, please.’

‘He has erectile dysfunction, but he made love to me once.’

‘Fuck you, Loraine, fuck you, Loraine, fuck you, Loraine.

He continues. ‘And, I had to admit, I was--’

‘With the plaid minis again,’ says her [ ].

‘--too dominant for dancing. And she said it first, she said it. I banged one man and thought I should fag out. Fag out totally, but I was so popular with women, I was too busy getting laid all the time. My dick, my precious penis, because I am funny--.’

‘You mentioned that, in your mind,’ [ ] says.

‘Funny.’

‘He is.’

‘Why?’

‘He talks French the whole time.’

‘With [ ]?’

‘Right. And only turns to stroke me or make some type of come on, he says “I’m young,” though he is in his late thirties, and he has erectile dysfunction.’

‘As I was saying, when I got tired, driving, I’m a driver, I would take speed, and got caught, and she said, “Oh, I guess you were tired.”’

‘I laughed inside myself, I did, because I knew she didn’t care because she believed in drugs and driving.’

‘Welbutrin rage.’

‘Oh, I see.’

‘Road rage. I threw an ashtray at the wall, and was in the car giving the finger to people.’

‘[ ] laughs again. You’re incorrigible.’

‘Yeah,’ says 50 Cent, sardonically. These, the sex life is a drag, [ ], but her life was/is colourful. I’d like to be a part of that but--’

‘But?’

‘Ha ha.’

‘What? Are you getting my sister or not, because I am perfectly situated to kill you. Three.’

‘Fourteen. And a woman. War is hell, Loraine.’

‘Does she advocate it or what, for her tough men?’

‘She knows they must stand up to men, but I always made more headway with bisexuality.’

‘[ ] laughs again. "Funny, 50. You are funny. I will say that I have been listening to you and I will say you are the funniest fuck since my sister and you two deserve each other, in all the best ways. Sorry about the money comment, I could hardly formulate a sentence, you were so gracious. You were saying.’

‘I wasn’t crying over that, I was crying over the money.’

‘Oh.’

‘It just sucks when you are poor and everyone knows you are doing drugs.’

‘True,’ says 50 Cent.

‘Exactly, Loraine,’ says God. ‘This is not a myopic (look it up), it’s a report. Neil was right--.’

‘Don’t you find God so interesting?’

‘She has sex with me, she will again, I feel sure.’

‘God making his move.’

‘You have the sense he will wait for ever and yet somehow you think you must be wrong.’

‘Funny, Loraine. [ ] is killing himself.’

‘You too are like Abbott and Costello.’

‘We would rather be dick and vagina.’

‘Seen. Seen. Sorry, 50.’

‘We hate it, but God is and Loraine is afraid of nothingness, as am I. I have asked, Loraine, and God says that you are afraid you will never hear from me. You are, he says. It’s true.’

‘Yeah.’

‘Oh I see, because--’

‘They had filters there, and people liked that.’

‘Because, I think you mean cartridges, that’s what they’re called. High end pens are heavy, for style, but bad for writing and Zebra, the pen my sister is bragging about, became famous fast for a sleek pen with lots of available cartridges, and no design changes.’

‘I bought four.’

‘Packs?’

‘Two packs.’

‘Still using them?’

‘But why though?’

‘You’re not using it enough dummy, wait, save your cartridges, the police didn’t steal those--’

‘We liked that she had Zebra, and we knew that [ ] was stealing her pens because she could never find a pen, and she suspected him for picking them up and not returning them, yes, she did, yes, she did, yes, she did.’

‘How did you know?’

‘We saw, with infrared cameras, she would be hunting, and he would have taken one. Yes, we did. Yes, we did. Yes, we did.’

‘Ok. This is why I correct the children. I hope it will stick and they will be, I thought smarter, but now I realize--.’

‘Ah. Proper English and a brother sister moment.’

‘Fuck it.’

‘Yeah’ they both agree. ‘Brother. No names though, people worry with your prolific material, but so far so good.’

‘She mentioned me once,’ says Nikki. ‘I was supposed to be Whitney or something.’

‘Scary. Blogs. Too fast.’

‘K,’ says 50 Cent. ‘Music is too fast too. You don’t realize it but music moves at a lightening pace, yes, collaborative minds with nothing to stop each ego and--’

‘Oh, I see.’

‘--money.’

‘Yeah.’

‘You liked that song with Alicia Keys? Do you remember it?’

‘Party people, 50. And something positive about a new day.’

‘Right, you forget lyrics. She forgets, Alicia Keys, she has brain damage.’

‘Your ether little girlfriend that you wax on about?’

‘Her. I’m 50′s She, annoyed me, Loraine. As did 5 Minutes With 50.’

‘Why did that annoy you?’

‘I thought you were insulting me, though God assured me otherwise. As did Third Wife, the anthem had a--.’

‘No. If I Had To Live Without Fifty.’

‘Oh fuck. I hated you, Loraine, for thinking I was too weak to gang bang. Weird. Now, who’s the baby?’

‘I had no idea.’

‘Funny. She gets me, cracks me, breaks me open, and is a paramour like no tomorrow. I’m not surprised she had over a hundred clients, not at all. My little girl did. We counted one time in a month and a half. I thought six weeks, that is why I’m smart, because I notice trends too. And Vitamin Water is mine, [ ], but I sold it to the makers of Monster Energy Drink because they made me an offer I couldn’t refuse. And I have climbed. I’m prolific.’

‘He brags in new and wonderful ways.’

‘I see.’ Giggling. ‘Okay, okay, mercy.’

‘Beg For Mercy is an album cover. Am I going to pick up your sister? I am 50 Cent. She had some fucking nerve turning me on my head with a few choice phrases. She made me cry for a month, a month, a month of weeping from big, old, 50 Cent, womanizer, pimp, killer, fag.’

‘Oh, I see. I had no idea your self opinion had sunk so low.’

‘Not in the army. On civvy street. And in the hood. I killed a girl who stabbed a line up man, the last man, and then got raped to death for her trouble.’

‘Was he--?’

‘No.’

‘Oh, I see. I had no idea.’

‘When you said, “That’s what God was preparing me for.”’?

‘The numbers of dead and wounded.’

‘Ha ha ha, according to your book.’

‘Loraine is bored. Loraine is tired. Loraine needs beer. She needs my dick in her mouth. No, she doesn’t mind. She misses my antics.’

‘[ ] said she will do anthing for me, is all,’ says Eminem. I said “Why?” She said, “Because,” and I quote, “she is the real, true, whore. I read her book Eminem, people are inflammatory like that, but—.’

‘It is closing down, Loraine. It’s old C++ . There’s a new C++, which activates forms like crazy which means that you can interact constantly with software all the time. That is what keeps saving your passwords.’

‘I thought it was cookies or something.’

‘Why does everyone, to a last man, say “cookies” weirdly?’

‘Because it’s so funny.’

‘Oh, I see. Whatever. Forms. Suffice to say. Yes, surveys. You noticed the element?’

‘Yes, I thought it related to cookies but Dreamweaver had forms.’

‘It did,’ says [ ] [ ]. ‘It times out so quickly. I felt bad.’

‘Thank you, but don’t. I loved it. All of it.’

‘Web design?’

‘Software.’

‘Not html?’

‘doesn’t know Dreamweaver. Not half and half, eh wot, Loraine?’

‘No, not all all.’

‘Oh.’

‘All front end.’

‘”End user,” it’s called.’

‘We’re computer illiterate.’

‘Do you remember coming on when I would tell you to?’ asks 50 Cent. ‘And why did you stop two hours before midnight?’

‘Well, my body was perfect, I was exhausted.’

Laughs. ‘Oh, right.’

‘Thigh highs.’

‘Of course. White?’

‘Natural.’

‘Eminem is killing himself. She figured that out. Yes, she did, yes, she did, yes, she did, my baby.’

‘How are you beasts going to share my sister?’

‘No. He musn’t, Loraine, doesn’t he realize how soft we all are to our women. [ ] is a center polygamist, Loraine.’

‘Oohhh. They also stole my razors.’

‘Yeah.’

‘Boo hoo.’

‘Why is he so great with his no hard on? I had the sense, well, it was explicitly stated, that he wouldn’t commit by a self gesture accompanied by, “I’m young!”

‘Oh, funny.’

‘Did you ask?’

‘I said, “Don’t fall in love with me. I’m in love with someone else.”’

‘I regret not asking who to this day, because we coulda laughed, yes, I’m a gangster.’

‘My sister’s a girl gangster, she is.’

‘She is, [ ], I was as-ton-ished by what I heard, start to finish, but now, I’m bored, may I retire?’

‘Sure. Get her though. It’s so cute, two slutty hearts beating as one.’

‘LOL.’ (Me.)

‘I wanted to tell that [ ] thought you were a lovely girl, and the hottest thing since sliced bread, even though she had “a big nose, ugly even,” he said.

‘When she had that nose job, people couldn’t believe what they were seeing, and she as a poem about cosmetic surgery,’ continues the drummer, ‘in which she writes: “gives you the chance to be the person you’ll never be.”

‘People are studying her in school, [ ]!’ he says. “in Vancouver, you don’t know this, Loraine, excuse me, you two lovebirds:’

‘”No,” she’s whining. “I don’t want to go home afterwards.” in deference to thirty thousand dollars. She was a dreamy child, one guy got into trouble for talking to her at the shoreline.’

‘Enough, enough, stop. Honestly, we are barfing over this. [ ] wants to know if you are gross with assholes.’

‘In theory.’

‘Oh, I see. You’ve bum fucked though?’

‘ie. them. Yeah, a lot, with the gloves.’

‘Are you good?’

‘Yes, I’m good.’

‘I let [ ] do that a little and I protest because she is too forceful. Are you gentle?’

‘She’s a pussy cat. We’re going to kill her.’

‘Okay. Soft, gentle, highly erotic, I was just checking.’

‘She’s good. She licks like a pro.’

‘I’ve heard that around, joking. “She did well in prostitution,” our [ ] said, in front of [ ] and [ ], incidentally, who replied, “Good for her.” He said, “Yeah, I didn’t think she could do it, but she did it. Yup. She did alright. She has kept the wolf from the door for thirteen years now, on her back. Well done, Loraine, and, by this time, he is laughing. And then he says, “And [ ] was a denier,” I did not think he knew such a word. “But she came around when she saw Loraine was better off, calmer, less depressive and morose.”’

‘I have to admit it, it’s actually true,’ she said. ‘I did, Lane. I’m sorry I’ve been so crazy but I thought--goes to her God--that you were egomaniacal for these men until I read your poems. You only hit on Lloyd, in your letters, etherwise, you suggest he has a friend for you. You didn’t slut on the ether to get him, as I thought. I thought you slutted in real life I mean, with whoever, and all your friends, and it bugged me. And I finally got the courage to read and your humility really helped me.’

Everyone is applauding.

‘Thank you.’

‘People would be disgusted by how many times she would compliment herselves in a twenty page journal, but then some realized, the intellectuals, we assume now, that she was just talking about herself, and, when they said so, people were embarrassed and [ ] was one, Loraine. You were in love and she was saying, she’s so stuck up, you’d never believe it, the way she looks at me sometimes, supercilious.’

‘Uncle,’ says 50 Cent.

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1. Do you ever doubt the existence of others than you?Literally all the time it drives me crazy like what if everything I care about isn't even real 2. On a scale of 1-5, how afraid of the dark are you?2, I'm not fussed about the dark unless I've just seen a horror or something's freaked me out 3. The person you would never want to meet?Donald Trump ew4. What is your favourite word?Ryan because it's the name of the person I love. Lmao soppy but I also can't really think of anything 5. If you were a type of tree, what would you be? One of those tall ones with the thin branches which kinda looks like its about to fall apart but somehow never does 6. When you looked in the mirror this morning what was the first thing you thought?Ah shit I didn't take my makeup off very well last night 7. What shirt are you wearing right now? A gryffindor pj top I got for Christmas. Kinda makes me feel like a traitor to my only true house hufflepuff 8. What do you label yourself as?Sexuality wise bisexual 9. Bright room or dark room?Bright room, then I can see everything and just yeah 10. What were you doing at midnight last night? Watching Friends 11. Favourite age you've been so far?Any age without responsibilities 12. Who told you they loved you last? Ryan before he went to sleep 13. Your worst enemy? Tarah because she's hurt me more than anyone 14. What is your current desktop picture? One of me and Ryan from Christmas a year ago, outdated but still so cute 15. Do you like someone?You'd hope so16. The last song you listened to?Stressed Out-twenty one pilots 17. You can press a button that will make one person explode. Who would you blow up?Donald Trump and hope that all his advisors are with him18. Who would you really like to just punch in the face?My brother but only if he's done what we aren't sure of 19. If anyone could be your slave for a day who would it be and what would you do?Taylor Swift but she wouldn't be my slave we'd just spend the day together and go shopping and just have the best time 20. What is your best physical attribute?My eyes 21. If you were the opposite sex for one day what would you look like and what would you do?I would look awful as a guy omg. I'd probably have weird brown hair and just look very average but not like I'm supposed to be like that. I'd masturbate because come on, have sex and just enjoy a ton of male privileges like getting paid more for the same job etc 22. Do you have a secret talent? If so, what is it?I can't think of any 23. What is one unique thing you're afraid of? Being alone. It's not unique but I'm genuinely afraid of being left all alone one day with no one with me24. You can only have one kind of sandwich. Each sandwich ingredient known to humankind is at your disposalSo I'd have a baguette with chicken and ham, melted mozzarella and sweetcorn with BBQ sauce 25. You just found $100! How will you spend it? Either use it as spending money on holiday next month in Spain with Ryan or save it for uni next year 26. You have a free plane ticket to anywhere in the world but you have to leave immediately. Where do you go? To see @awkward-is-a-life-choice of course ❤27. An angel appears out of Heaven and offers you a lifetime supply of the alcoholic beverage of your choice. "Be brand-specific" it says. Man! What are you gonna say about that? Even if you don't drink booze there's something you can figure out...so what's it gonna be?Defo jägermeister 28. You discover a beautiful island upon which you may build your own society. You make the rules. What is the first rule you put into place?Real equality for everyone29. What is your favourite expletive?Fuck, you can use it in so many ways 30. Your house is on fire, holy shit! You have just enough time to run in there and grab ONE inanimate object. Don't worry, your loved ones and pets have already made it out safely. So what's the one thing you're going to save from that blazing inferno? The bracelet my uncle got me for Christmas 4 months before he died 31. You can erase any horrible experience from your past. What will it be? The time when I was more depressed than ever 32. You got kicked out of the country for being a time-travelling heathen who sleeps with celebrities and has super powers...check out this cool shit...you can move anywhere else in the world!I'd go to America and be an outlaw with @awkward-is-a-life-choice it'd be ace 33. The Celestial Gates of Beyond have opened, much to your surprise because you didn't think such a thing existed. Death appears. As it turns out, Death is actually a pretty cool entity, and happens to be in a fantastic mood. Death offers to return the friend/family member/person/etc. of your choice to the living world. Who will you bring back?Who will I bring back from the dead? My uncle 34. What was your last dream about?Meeting Taylor Swift. It was so cool 35. Are you a good....[insert anything you'd like here]?Who knows 36. Have you ever been admitted to the hospital?Nope 37. Have you ever built a snowman?Of course 38. What is the colour of your socks?I'm not wearing any right now 39. What type of music do you like?Mostly pop 40. Do you prefer sunrises or sunsets?Sunrises are prettier but I'm never awake for them41. What is your favourite milkshake flavour?Caramel42. What football team do you support?Literally none I couldn't care less 43. Do you have any scars?A few. A couple of faint self harm scars, a scar on my thigh from work, one on my finger from an umbrella when I was 11, one on the back of my knee from falling on a broken garden lamp, some chicken pox scars and I think that's mostly it 44. What do you want to be when you graduate?I'd love to be a writer when I finish my degree but I know that isn't practical so I want to teach English and Creative writing to college and sixth form kids 45. If you could change one thing about yourself what would it be? I'd love to not have anxiety even though it's a part of me now 46. Are you reliable?When it matters, yes47. If you could ask your future self one question, what would it be?Are you happy?48. Do you hold grudges?It depends. If you've done something small I'll get over it pretty fast especially if I love you. But if you've really fucked me over then wooow you've messed up because I'll probably never let it go 49. If you could breed two animals together to defy the laws of nature, what new animal would you create?I'd mix an elephant and a snow leopard to make an snelephard or something like that and dhdhdhd it'd be so cute 50. What is the most unusual conversation you've ever had?Having to explain to a customer what gravy is when he's never had it or had anything like it and getting v stressed out51. Are you a good liar?Not in the slightest 52. How long could you go without talking?Longer than you'd think. If I didn't see anyone a while. If I saw Ryan I'd really struggle but probably just lay my head on his chest for a while and smile to myself 53. What has been your worst haircut/style?When I had a bob with a box fringe omg WHY. Never again it was such a bad look sjdjdj54. Have you ever baked your own cake?Of course did you even have a childhood if you didn't bake 55. Can you do accents other than your own? Lmao no 56. What do you like on your toast?Usually butter. Sometimes jam, or nutella. If I'm at my Nans honey, and once or twice marmalade 57. What is the last thing you drew a picture of?I doodled a flower whilst on the phone to the bank 58. What would be your dream car? One of the new minis. When I graduate and get a teaching job I'm 100% buying a mini 59. Do you sing in the shower? Or do anything unusual in the shower? Explain I always listen to music when I shower it makes me smile. Sometimes I sing but rarely. If I'm feeling really anxious and like everything's on top of me I'll just sit in there and feel the water running over me and remember that I'm alive 60. Do you believe in aliens?Not like we've shown them in films etc but I think that there has to be life out there somewhere. To have infinite universes and galaxies and everything and only have our planet have life on would be really sad 61. Do you often read your horoscope?All the time but I don't take it very seriously 62. What is your favourite letter of the alphabet?S. It just kinda flows and is doing its thing 63. What is cooler: dinosaurs or dragons?Dragons omg the purest coolest beings 64. What do you think about babies?They're so lucky to have their whole lives ahead of them. A blank slate. Also the cutest things I could honestly cry at babies and legit always cry at emotional giving birth scenes on TV. I want to be a mum so so much

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