#I HAVE TOO MANY OF THOOOOOOSE

[ardenssolis]

name:  ♡ nailah (shi)

height:  ♡ 4′11′’

nationality:  ♡ american

favorite fruits:  ♡ mangos and strawberries!

favorite seasons:  ♡ fall

favorite scents:  ♡ fresh linen and fresh baked bread

favorite animals:  ♡ ducks, foxes, and bears

tea  / coffee  / hot cocoa:  ♡ hot cocoa

average hours of sleep:  ♡ once upon at time I actually slept 6 -7 hrs. Now it’s like 2-3 hrs on a good day FSDFSs

when was my blog created:  ♡ april 12, 2017

random fact:  ♡ I take choices in games too seriously and will take forever to make a decision kfjhdfs. Like in the Dragon Age series for example, I would put off playing the game when I reached a scene that you had to make a hard choice like --- in Origins, you have to choose between allowing this desire demon to keep a Templar in this illusionary world where his family wasn’t murdered by bandits or something and he’s happy but ultimately he’s going to die overtime because that demon is literally draining his life, or attempt to stop the demon, and thus, be forced to fight them and kill the Templar as a result since they will manipulate him. IT WAS SOME HARD STUFF I WAS SWEATING.

favorite foods(s):  ♡ spaghetti, macaroni and cheese, empanadas

favorite vine:  ♡ WHAT ARE THOOOOOOSE?

sexuality:  ♡ asexual

pronouns:  ♡ she / her

favorite book series:  ♡ harry potter, abhorsen

favorite video games:  ♡ final fantasy 6, suikoden 2, metal gear, mass effect, resident evil, persona, and fire emblem.

favorite subject:  ♡ english and sociology

guys or girls:  ♡ both!

last time I cried:  ♡ that damn ‘a dog’s purpose’ got me a few days ago---

what I should be doing:  ♡ MANY THINGS PROBABLY.

tagged by: @aesthial, @ofviper, @aemiliiu, @endsavior (KJFHKDFS)

#;tagged #;ooc jabber #;mun things

[hazelmariewrites]

WIP Questions Tag

Thanks for the tag @ren-c-leyn!

1. Describe the plot in one sentence.

A successful young witch partners with the enemy to save Chicago from an underground city of hungry vampires.

2. Pick one sight, smell, sound, feel and taste to describe the aesthetic for your novel.

Sight: A dark, cobblestoned street barely lit by street lamps.

Smell: Freshly dug dirt.

Sound: Heels clicking on a hard surface.

Feel: Cold marble.

Taste: Black tea with sugar and honey.

3. Which 3+ songs would make up a playlist for the novel?

Based on mood, not lyrical content:

Jesus Christ- Brand New

Vanities- Sparks the Rescue

Riverside- Anges Obel

We Are Sick- From Indian Lakes

4. What’s the time period and location in which the novel takes place?

Set in current day Chicago and Elithia, a fictional underground city.

5. Are there any former titles you’ve considered but discarded?

Oh god many. The Witch’s Burden was something I came up with quickly as a working title, but nothing else has felt remotely right so I think it’ll probably stick.

6. What’s the first line of your novel?

“The fairy was being a huge pain in my ass.”

7. What’s a dialogue you’re particularly proud of?

Ugh its so hard out of context, but I feel like the line “What’s not to like about mass suffering? I feel fantastic about it.” really shows off Theo’s sarcastic personality.

8. Which line from the novel most represents it as a whole?

I think that line has yet to come!

9. Who are your character faceclaims?

Lol what are thoooooose

10. Sort your characters into Hogwarts houses.

Hmm just by instinct I would say Jack and Magda are both Hufflepuff, Rebecca is Ravenclaw, and Theo is Slytherin.

11. Which character’s name do you like the most?

Definitely Magda! I’ve been dying to use that name for a while and it felt so right for her character.

12. Describe each character’s daily outfit.

Okay there are too many characters to do everyone but Rebecca cares more about comfort than style so she usually is a leggings/T-shirt kind of gal, except for when she’s working. She takes a lot of pride in being a detective, so when she’s on the job she looks the part with slacks and a nice blouse.

13. Do any characters have distinctive birthmarks/scars?

Theo has a scar that I can’t elaborate on because it gives away a major plot point, but Rebecca is known for her face full of freckles.

14. Which character most fits a character trope?

Oh god they all do. I’m a sucker for tropes and well used dynamics. Rebecca is your classic tortured girl turned badass, and Theo hides his pain with humor. Of course I’ve added my own twists and tweaks, though (:

15. Which character is the best writer? Worst?

I’d say Theo, probably. He’s a big fan of literature and he’s had plenty of time to practice.

16. Which character is the best liar? Worst?

Jack is probably the best, because he’s cool and confident with what he says. Rebecca is definitely the worst. She’s too emotional.

17. Which character swears the most? Least? 

Again, Rebecca, because she’s horrible at keeping her emotions under control.

18. Which character has the best handwriting? Worst?

Magda seems like someone who would have good handwriting maybe? Jack’s is probably worst.

19. Which character is most like you? Least like you?

They all have their little pieces of me, but which pieces I’ll never reveal (:

20. Which character would you most like to be?

Sweet Magda. What a lady.

Tagging: @clarissalopeswriter @byjillianmaria @snowdropwrites @jessica-shouldbewriting @writerfromthesea

#wip #the witch's burden #tag game

[savetheblackpaladin]

I like how you headcanon that all these cuties are virgins cuz I do too lol. Of it isn't a problem, could I request some Lance relationship headcanons? You decide on what they can be (I don't know what I want and I'm embarrassed about it lol). Have a nice day!

Oh don’t you worry, I have a lot about Lancey Lance (but here’s only a few bc I’m lazy and cooking while writing this) And i’m just throwing this out there but Hunk totes got laid in high school and at the Garrison. Lance was pretty jealous

Doesn’t believe you at first when you agree to go out with him

“Yeah, haha, that was a joke! I know you wouldn’t really go out with me, we’re great just being friends and we shouldn’t jeopardi–wait what?”

“I said ‘Yes’? As in, Yes Lance, I will go out with you?”

“Oh….I didn’t–what?”

He’s processing. He was so ready for you to turn him down. He might have prepared a few scenarios

Might have a Hershey’s kiss in his pocket. Just for if he got the nerves to ask you out by asking you if you wanted to kiss. And when you said ‘ew, no’ he could whip out the candy. bam. a Kiss!

Practiced the Yawn and Shoulder Wrap™ for during a movie. He wanted to be subtle.

“So, Allura said we were cute together and I was like ‘Whaaaaaaaat?? Gurl, you crazy!’ haha Isn’t that crazy???? Unless….”

But finally it clicks that you’re blushing and fidgeting with your fingers because you actually like him too!

 “Holy quiznack…you’re my boy/girlfriend…I DID IT!!!”

totally grabs your hands and pulls them into the air while he screams that last part

He’s so excited

“Prepare to be wooed”

“Lance, I’m already wooed. That’s why I…you know what. Yes. I am prepared to be wooed. Whoo away.”

You may never hear your name during standard conversation again

he lays it on thick with the nicknames

Boo, Bae, Darling, Babe, Baby, Sweetheart…you name it. he uses it

after love confessions he throws Love an mi amor

Sweetheart is his favorite though, Cutie is the close second

He usually only says your name during sexy times or when referring to you when talking to someone else (but he can also not, it depends on what he’s feeling)

Constantly in awe. Catch this nerd just gazing at you randomly with this lovesick look on his face

“What are you looking at????”

“Just you… I’m so lucky.” He’s so sincere.

His flirting is now solely reserved for you. Be prepared for pick up lines.

“Lance! Why are you–? We’re already dating??”

“Doesn’t mean I can’t use pick up lines, babe.”

“Ok but, seriously? ‘Come here often?’ We live in the castle.”

Also, cuts people off if they try to flirt with him

“Uhm, Okay one second. I appreciate this and all…but I have the best girl/boyfriend right now? So, thanks but no thanks. Hope this doesn’t ruin your chances of joining The Coalition!”

Weekly spa dates where Lance makes a face mask specifically for your skin, hair masks (thank god he found what he thinks is coconut oil), he’ll paint your nails for you, massages for you both!

aaannd of course he’s on his best behavior when he’s giving you a massage (but he’s weak)

but no one wants to bang when the other is wearing a green face mask. (Shiro voice: No, just. No.)

He loves swimming so you’ll probably be roped into it

and if you don’t know how to swim he’ll teach you!

or if you hate water he’ll be happy enough with your company, but he might try every once in a while to get you in

*puppy face* But y/n!!! Don’t you love me???

Gets you a gift from every new planet he lands on

So. Many. Flowers.

And pretty rocks he thought were neat.

If there’s a community then he’ll get you things like jewelry, weapons, books, whatever you like, he get

blushes super red everytime he gives you a gift 

He’s a touchy feely kinda guy

so many hugs

he honestly just always has a hand on you somewhere, even when just lounging. He needs to touch.

The biggest nose kisser! GIVE HIM THE NOSE

When you walk by he’ll reach out to grab you around the waist and tug you into his lap, just cause he wants to hold you

If he’s passing by he’ll give you a passing massage or shoulder squeeze

he can’t walk past you without touching

and if you happen to be bent over looking for something while he walks by? Yeah, he’s grabbing that ass. 

If you do the same to him he turns beet red and starts stammering

definitely can’t take what he gives.

LOVES TO SING AND DANCE BADLY

will put on a song and just serenade you in the worst possible way

and once he’s got you laughing he’ll pull you into his bad dance moves

ironically though, he can sing and dance. it’s more fun to do it bad

Does serenade properly when he decides he needs to tell you he loves you for the first time

which he wants to tell you about one month in, but he knows that’s way too early

waits until about month 4 and he cries

A bit insecure about your relationship. Talks himself down a lot

sees Keith make you laugh once and he’s like ‘Oh no, this is it. It’s all going down hill. Because who doesn’t want to date mullet? He’s super cool and edgy and good looking and–”

You gotta stop him.

He firmly believes you are too good for him.

My poor nugget.

“You sure you still love me? Because–”

“Yes Lancelot. I love you very, very much. Don’t listen to those nasty voices. You. Are. My love.”

“Sounds fake, but okay.”

“Don’t meme me when I’m being serious, Lance.”

You’re biggest supporter and roaster

You walk in the room wearing mismatched lion slippers. Lance: “What’re thoooooose!!?”

You get put in some god-awful ceremonial outfit. Lance: “You are so lucky I love you.”

“Don’t kiss me in the morning. You have dragon breath.”

“Kick his ass baby, I’ll hold your flower!” “LancE! ENOUGH WITH THE MEMES. ”

Lance whenever you do a mundane taskl: “YASSS BABY! SLAY!!!!”

Also Lance: “No, nope, gimme that. I’ve watched you choke on water.”

Overshares late at night when he’s crawled into your bed after a nightmare

Yells “Honey! I’m ho~ome!” everytime he comes back from a mission and makes a beeline towards you for a kiss.

If you get caught in a battle you best believe Lance is 100X more badass than usual

he’s making shots he didn’t even know he could make

and he’s hitting every. single. one.

Ain’t nobody touching his baby

even jumps in for a little close combat, working seamlessly with you to take enemies down

pulls you in for a desperate kiss after they’re all dead

You can’t be sad when dating Lance, he notices immediately and makes it his mission to brighten your day

if you do something super cute Lance will practically squeal, scoop you up, and twirl you around  before putting you back in your spot with a kiss

He’s a good boy who just wants to spend time with his babe and spoil them

#lance X reader #lance mcclain X reader #voltron scenarios #voltron headcanons #voltron imagines #lance mcclain

[dandyligerburningbright]

Tagged by @destiny-islanders

What’s your favorite song(s) to sing/hum? Lately it’s been “Day By Day” from Godspell 

What’s your favorite flower/tree/plant? My lil weeb heart wants to say sakura, but I got a soft spot for lilacs

Favorite colors? Blue, green, gray and black

What do you always doodle? *shrug* I don’t really doodle, it’s either all or nothing. Should probably change that.

How do you take your coffee/tea? With enough milk and honey to give the promised land a run for its money

Favorite candle scent? Cedar, sandalwood, frankincense, etc

Sunrise or sunset? Sunset

What perfume do you wear? I wear deodorant. 

Favorite quote? Too many. A good contender: “Every hero needs to be part nightmare.” -- N.D. Wilson

Favorite self-care routine? Routine? Me? I just kind of switch my brain off at the end of the work day. The same thing isn’t guaranteed to make me feel better all the time.

Fuzzy socks or house slippers? Regular socks mostly, fuzzy socks when it’s cold. Slippers feel too much like regular shoes and I don’t usually have both feet on the floor at home.

What color are your eyes? Brown

What’s your favorite eye color on others? I’m supposed to have a preference about other people’s eyes? 

Favorite season? Why? Fall. Cool, less humid, colorful, atmospheric.

Cheek, neck, or nose kisses? WHAT ARE THOOOOOOSE?!

What does your happy place look like? Sitting on the back porch of a late afternoon/early evening, with the sun shining and the air at just the right temp so you’re not fighting it in either direction.

Favorite breed of dog? Newfoundland, Corgi, Borzoi (though I’m not much of a dog person, never owned one)

Do you ever want to be married? If so, what colors would you pick for your wedding theme? On good days I do, so yes. But I haven’t really thought that far ahead to think about colors. (I don’t believe in making plans, y’all, they don’t work for me.)

Cursive or print?  Cursive

Favorite weather? Warm but not humid

Tagging: @rithmeres  @scribblingstoryteller

[princeadams]

Meme Queen Adam™

A series of several short scenes depicting Adam being complete and utter meme trash. Crackfic. Meant to be a joke (obviously, since memes didn’t exist in 18th century France) based on many conversations about how Adam is probably a total meme queen in the Tally Hoes chat. Credit to @uncledisney for the Heelys idea, and also @vcmpira, @gastt, @waiting-here-for--evermore and the rest of my Tally Hoes for a lot of the ideas in this fic.

As the days after the transformation passed, Adam became increasingly more happy and confident and comfortable with himself. Because of this, certain...aspects of his personality returned. Mainly his tendency to be complete and utter meme trash. Belle didn’t know how to react to this when it initially arose, whereas the servants simply groaned, not seeming surprised by Adam’s newfound sense of humor. Some of the servants even adopted the jokes as their own, although most of them tried their best not to encourage Adam. A week after the curse had been broken, Belle and her prince held a ball for the castle and any villagers that wanted to attend. He dressed somewhat similarly to the way he would have in the past - fashionable and royal, but still understated compared to the wig and makeup he used to wear. One slightly over-the-top thing he had allowed himself to wear, however, were a pair of blue heels to match his suit. 

When he walked into the kitchen to check on the food being prepared for the celebration, he saw a small Chip running wild amongst the busy cooks. Chip stopped in his tracks when he saw the prince, and for a moment Adam was afraid that Chip still feared him. However, Chip simply turned his gaze towards Adam’s feet, pointing. “What are THOOOOOOSE,” he yelled. 

Adam laughed, patting the young boy’s head. He was learning well. 

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From a distance, Belle could hear the distinct scraping and scratching of the wheels of Adam’s shoes on the castle’s marble floor. She sighed heavily, knowing he had once again found them.

It turns out Adam was somewhat inventive himself, and as a boy had found a way to make something he’d dubbed “Heelys,” boots with a single wheel on each heel. When he’d found them a week ago, he’d wreaked havoc on the castle, skating around and bumping into every corner there was in the palace. When he’d slammed into a cabinet and managed to break one of Mrs. Potts’ teacups and bust his knee open a few days before, Belle decided enough was enough and hid them from him.

He found them maybe three hours later, and from that point on it was a tireless game of hide-and-seek between the pair.

Belle approached Adam in the ballroom where he was gliding around in circles, a look of utter exasperation painting her face. “Adam, you need to stop before you hurt yourself,” she warned, and at that moment Mrs. Potts hurried into the room.

“Oh, Miss Belle! Did you move the Heelys? They’re not in -” she paused when she saw the answer to her question spinning in circles in front of her. “Master Adam, you gave us quite a scare last week! For the love of all things good, would you please put those things away?” Adam abruptly stopped wheeling, turning to face the two of them. He simply shrugged and then whisked away, shouting: “They see me rollin’, they hatin.’” 

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One night, Belle and Adam lay in the West Wing under the covers, his arm against her waist and her leg wrapped around his torso. It was improper, they knew, but they’d both had their nights plagued with awful dreams once the excitement of the curse faded and they realized all that had happened to them. So, they decided they were allowed this, that they deserved to feel one another in the middle of the night when both were sure at one point they’d lost the other forever. Belle was startled awake just before the sun came up, once again expecting to find herself weeping over the Beast’s cold body. Instead, she felt Adam’s chest softly rising and falling under her arm. She raised a hand to stroke his hair, a habit she’d found comforting in these past days. Somehow the feeling reminded her of the moments they’d spent together before the curse broke, when he’d danced with her, when she’d fallen asleep beside him in the library, when he held her as she cried after they’d visited the attic in Paris.

Adam’s breathing remained even, his face peaceful. She moved her hand to his cheek, feeling the smoothness that wasn’t there before, but noticing his the elegant curve of his cheekbone, something she could see even under his fur as a Beast. She smiled to herself, snuggling her head in between his shoulder and neck, pulling her body against his in attempt to be as close to him as possible. “I love you,” she whispered, hoping he would somehow hear it in his dreams. Instead, she felt his jaw tense as though he was smiling. He sleepily whispered, “Ayyyy, lmao.” Belle chuckled, seeming completely unfazed at this point by her fiance’s ridiculous sense of humor. “You ridiculous, dramatic man.”

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A month had passed since Adam had last used his Heelys and the castle felt at peace. No dishes were broken, no bruises were received, and all was relatively calm. At least, it had been, until one day Cogsworth heard the sound of wheels rolling in the hallways near the West Wing. At first, he’d hoped it was just Mrs. Potts tea cart, but it wasn’t the same rattling noise.

“...Oh no. Oh no. No, no, no, this can’t be happening again…” Cogsworth panicked as the sound moved closer and closer until the doors to the hallway burst open, Adam with one foot on a scooter, the other raised behind him. It appeared he'd found a replacement for the Heelys that Belle had hidden far too well this time. 

“Master! Stop this at once!” Cogsworth shouted, and Adam merely laughed, moving to roll around Cogsworth before wheeling out of the room.  “Master, just you wait until Belle finds out about this!”  “Yeet!” Adam howled, lifting two hands off the handles and dabbing before he slipped and fell into the corner of the doorway, leaving a dent in the frame. He quickly picked himself up and hopped back on the scooter, gliding away.

Lumiere walked in, simultaneously shaking his head in disbelief and smiling. “There he go...dat boi,” he whispered. Cogsworth looked at him, his eyes filled with horror. “Not you too, Lumiere.”  Lumiere glanced at Adam, then back at Cogsworth. “Lol BYE,” he screeched, chasing after Adam. A distant shout of “yeet” could be heard throughout the entire hallway.

Belle was not going to be impressed by this.

#beauty and the beast #batb #beauty and the beast fanfiction #batb fanfiction #tally hoes #my fic