UNECESSARILY DETAILED DISLIKES
MUSE NAME: Erik
LEAST FAVORITE NICKNAME: “La Mort Vivante,” the name he went by for his “act” in the freak show.
LEAST FAVORITE SEASON: Summer -- it makes it harder to cover up when he goes out.
LEAST FAVORITE - HOT OR COLD?: Hot
LEAST FAVORITE HOLIDAY: He doesn’t really care for holidays in general, but if he had to pick a least favorite, it would probably be Christmas.
LEAST FAVORITE FOOD: The porridge his mother would feed him almost every day.
LEAST FAVORITE FLAVOR: Insects -- a delicacy in certain places he traveled to; he didn’t care for them too much.
LEAST FAVORITE DRINK: Fermented mare’s milk (Kumis)
LEAST FAVORITE SCENT: The scent of decay, formaldehyde
LEAST FAVORITE SOUND: A poorly tuned instrument, a well-tuned instrument played by an unskilled musician, Carlotta’s singing
LEAST FAVORITE TV SHOW: We’ll go with novels I guess for the time period -- he hates sappy romance novels (tragic romance is okay though). For a modern AU, he can’t stand reality TV and things like Hallmark movies.
LEAST FAVORITE AREA OF SCHOOL: He’s never really cared for mathematics.
LEAST FAVORITE ASPECT OF HIS JOB: Having his requests be ignored by the managers.
LEAST FAVORITE TRAIT IN OTHERS: Stupidity, laziness
LEAST FAVORITE PLACE: The freak show, his childhood home
LEAST FAVORITE THINGS TO TALK ABOUT: His mother, his past, his face
LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT HIMSELF: His face
LEAST FAVORITE DAILY CHORE: Cleaning up the rats and mice Ayesha kills
LEAST FAVORITE TYPE OF CLOTHING: Casual day/work wear; he dresses formally almost constantly.
LEAST FAVORITE SUPERPOWER: Mind control
LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT BEING IN LOVE: Having it be unrequited
LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT DEATH: Being forgotten
TAGGED BY: @firstsorrow (ty!!!)
TAGGING: @seraphicsoprano , @misdae , @eritvita
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what flower have you blossomed into?
a wallflower, quietly standing still
“it takes as much time to build walls sturdy enough for wallflowers like you and me to lean against as it does for us to bloom.” ― ayokunle falomo, thread, this wordweaver must! — you're comfortable with being left alone, yet perhaps there are slivers of empty cracks you wish to fill with joy. staying at the side lines, on the side walk, by the wall... these are all places you are used to being in. you're trying to find a way to grow in other places, farther away from what you've always known. the inner child within seeks to reach further out into the world. perhaps it's scared, has some anxiety, and wishes to cling onto the past... but only time will tell — your beauty is nevertheless a silent and distant sort, lingering.
tagged by: @extraordinarygrrls (ty!!)
tagging: @firstsorrow , @lovely-lotte , @seraphicsoprano , @misdae
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