#It's important to me that you know those fictional hugging gals are dating

[dogwithanaxe]

I'm thinking of possibly making a secondary blog for art... In the meantime, have some old sketches n stuff ig

I wanna post more of my art, but I feel like it'd be weird to just post art on here. That's why I wanna maybe make an art blog. I probably wouldn't post there as often as I do here, not that I post here often, but every once in a while maybe. Some of these have filters to make them a bit more visible, as the lighting in my room is very bad. Most of these are just sketches on notecards to get through boring classes

#It's important to me that you know those fictional hugging gals are dating #These are all over a year old #I too am over a year old #art #nonbinary #lgbtq #queer #long post

[benbarnesfanforever]

Guns N’ Roses Series- Part II

Hey guys!  Sorry it’s taken me so long to update this, but my life has been crazy busy since the beginning of the new year. 

A/N.  This chapter is mysterious, fluffy and smutty all in one.  There is lots of SMUT towards the end of this chapter.  I thought about revising it, but what would The Punisher fanfic be without some Billy Russo SMUT?  As always, if you are not into SMUT, please do not read this chapter or skip the ending.  Parental discretion advised for anyone under the age of 18. 

Acronyms:SMUT= Sexual fiction, ATF= Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms and explosives, Y/N= Your name, Y/L/N= Your last name, SAC= Special Agent in Charge.

tags: @andreacvjetkovic

I apologize that I have lost some of my tag requests!  If I’ve missed you and you’d like to be tagged in the next story, please dm me!

Enjoy!

Billy arrived to work at 6 am, his usually time to report to Anvil. He was still surprised that you left him hanging high and dry the night before, especially after you both connected so well and your chemistry was so strong.  Billy knew that he messed up when he implied that you were incapable of handling yourself in tough situations. It wasn’t because he doubted your capabilities, but because he had a genuine interest in your well-being and safety. You were just too stubborn to see it, especially because you’ve been told your whole life by your two older brothers that “you can’t” or “we’ll do that for you.” Being the youngest and only daughter to your parents, your family always protected you from harm. Your brothers made it hard for you to find a decent boyfriend because you knew that if you brought anyone home, they would be murdered by your brothers.  These poor guys never even stood a chance at meeting your father.  Everyone was so scared of your father, even your brothers. You couldn’t understand why though because he was such a caring and loving person to everyone who came in contact with him, although you know what he used to be capable of when he was part of the Italian mob.  Your mother never wanted you or your brothers to know what actually went on behind closed doors of the mob, but the three of you were very capable of putting two and two together and figured out quickly what was going on.  Your father was a good man and never intended to join the mob, but he was forced into it, and later he was released without any harm done to him or his family.

You had a great life growing up.  You sometimes questioned why you wanted to join such a stressful task force or why you wanted to take on jobs that were extremely challenging for you.  What were you trying to prove?  You got sick of hearing that you were beautiful your entire life.  You were also brilliant and graduated from high school and college at the top of your class as a valedictorian. You were a perfectionist and didn’t want the world to think that you were successful because of your beauty and charm.  You earned your credentials and deserved to be treated with respect.  You weren’t going to let some chauvinistic man like Billy Russo come and shut you down after you worked so hard to achieve your goals.  No, that wasn’t going to fly.  Billy was going to respect you and you were going to see to it that he never belittled you again.

You arrive to Anvil at 7 am sharp, even though your start time was 8 am.  You wanted to get an early start to begin reviewing the firearms as quickly as possible.  Your mission for the ATF was to identify the type of military operation Billy was running at Anvil, your mission was to identify why Billy hired you to certify so many firearms in such a short period of time, and most importantly, your mission was identify Billy’s connection to Frank Castle, and identify who murdered Frank’s family and why.

You walk into your office and immediately notice the beautiful bouquet of red roses awaiting you. The beautiful stems sat in a large glass vase with a red ribbon wrapped around the outside.  There was a small card that read:

Welcome to Anvil, (Y/N).  I am sorry that things started off on the wrong foot the other night. I hope we can start over and continue getting to know one another.  

Billy

You smirk, followed by an eye roll. It was going to take more than just two dozen roses for you to give into this man again.  You almost threw the card into the garbage when you felt a presence enter your office.

“Good morning, Ms. (Y/L/N).” Billy says, staring at you intensely.  He couldn’t help but look at you lustfully as your beautiful locks fell over your exposed cleavage.  You wore a white collared blouse tucked into a fitted black penciled skirt. Your legs were crossed behind the desk, your skirt hugging your curvaceous thighs.  Billy let out a large exhale, almost causing him to lose his breath. He stood at the doorway, studying your face seeking an approval to enter.

“I take it you don’t fancy red roses.”

You look up at Billy, your red plumped lips giving him a side smirk.

“Thank you, Mr. Russo. The roses are lovely, but I am not the one to fall for flowers and fancy lines.  It’s gonna take a lot more than that to tame this gal.”

Billy smiled.  He was always up for a challenge, especially if it meant that he had another chance with going out with you.

“So you aren’t saying no to my plea of us continuing to get to know one another?”

You began to smile.

“I’m not saying yes either.”

“But you aren’t saying no, so I still have a chance.”

Your smile widens, and so does Billy’s.

“Alright Mr. Russo. Enough of the date talk.  When will my orientation begin?”

“It’ll begin after you promise to have dinner with me tonight, 6 pm sharp at the Porterhouse. Best steaks in town.”

“I don’t eat steak.”

“They have seafood.”

“I’m allergic to fish and shellfish.”

“Then I guess you’re shit out of luck then.” Billy laughs.

You laugh too.

“Fine, but don’t hold your breath. I may get tied up here at the office.”

“Not if I have anything to do with it.  In my office in 30 minutes Ms. (Y/L/N)”

You smile.

“I’ll be there.”

“That response better include dinner tonight.  See you in thirty Ms. (Y/L/N).”

You smile.

Billy winks at you as he leaves your office.  

Billy was charming your socks off.  He spent a good amount of time orienting you on Anvil, its mission and purpose.  You had to stay focused and not let your attraction to him get in the way of finding out more about his relationship with Frank Castle and how he could help you find him.  This mission was very important to you because you knew Frank’s family personally. His father and your father were in the “business” together.  The family lost touch after your father left the business, but your father stayed in touch with Frank after he returned from Afghanistan. Frank’s father, Vincent (“Vinnie”), was killed shortly after your father left the business.  Rumor has it that the mob killed him, but his killers were never found.  Some of the mob members’ families questioned why your father was released from the mob so easily and why Vinnie was killed. Your father never talked about it much, but it seems that whatever the relationship was between your father and Vinnie, it was a very loyal one.  Vinnie took his secrets to the grave and you had a feeling your father would too.  Your families were from the same hood and Frank attended the same high school as you and your brothers in Brooklyn.  He was known as Frankie Castle.  You didn’t dare tell your SAC (your boss at ATF) about your connection to Frank, otherwise, he would not have allowed you to take on this case. Frank was younger than your eldest brother but older than you and your second brother. You were all in different grade levels, but you would say hello to one another at school in passing.  You would see your brothers talking to him from time to time, but Frank was a guy who pretty much stayed to himself.  His family really suffered after Vinnie’s passing.  He didn’t have very many friends while your brothers were the most popular guys in school.  Billy must have really shown love and loyalty for Frank to let him into his life, especially since he appeared to be so reserved all throughout high school. Frank did not appear to be a bad guy, just a guy who suffered some traumatic losses in his life and was now seeking revenge to those who killed his loved ones.  You haven’t seen Frank since he graduated from high school. You heard from your parents that he joined the military shortly after high school, got married and had two children. Your father tried to stay connected to Frank as a promise to Vinnie.  Frank turned down many invitations for family dinners and gatherings when he returned from the war, but he did appreciate your father staying connected to him and being there through his tragic losses.  Your parents even attended Frank’s wedding and became close to his wife and his children.  When you heard that Frank’s family was murdered, that devastated your family, especially your parents, more than anything.  How could someone kill a man’s wife and children? It was even more devastating when you heard that Frank passed away shortly after the death of his family on a shipping dock, chasing after Colonel Ray Schoonover (aka the Blacksmith).  What a tragedy. Your father went through a slight depression after Frank’s death. Vinnie was like a brother to him so knowing that his only son and his son’s family were deceased devastated your father.  Frank’s mother ended up moving away and placed in a mental institution in Pennsylvania.  When your father discovered that Frank was still alive, you made it your mission to find him. You researched his time in the service and discovered that he was connected to Billy Russo, his best friend in fact.  When your SAC told you that an agent was needed to investigate this case, you jumped at the opportunity to take it.  You wanted to find Frank and get to the bottom of who murdered his family, even if your life depended on it, for Frank and his family, and as a promise to your father.  

You arrive at Porterhouse a 5:55.  You walk into the elegant restaurant and find Billy sitting at the bar drinking a bottle of Dos Equis beer.

Déjà vu.

“Fuck he looks so good.” You say to yourself.

You sit in the seat at the bar next to Billy.

“Good evening, Ms. (Y/N/L).” Billy says, looking you deeply in the eyes as he takes another sip of his beer.

He couldn’t take his eyes off of you and you couldn’t take your eyes off of him either.

“Good evening, Mr. Russo.” You say, sliding off your heavy petty coat and hanging it on the back of your chair.

“How long are we going to play this ‘Mr./Ms. game’?  Can I please call you (Y/N)?”

You smile.

“I never said you couldn’t call me (Y/N).  That was all your doing….Billy.”

Billy smiles.

“That’s more like it.”

He pulls himself closer to you, reaching for your hands.  You raise your eyebrows.

“(Y/N), I’m really sorry for what happened the other night.”

You roll your eyes.

“Why would you insult me like that?  Do you really think a woman’s purpose on this earth is to be beautiful and give head?”

Billy’s eyes widen.

“Umm…hell yes!!” Billy says excitedly to himself.

Billy felt a burning sensation go through his pelvis, then he cleared his throat and faced you.  

“No, not at all, (Y/N/).” Billy let go of your hands and faced the bar.  His eyes began to swell with tears, and you were stunned to see him get so emotional, so quickly.

Billy didn’t want to hurt you and start a relationship that he wanted to build with you off on the wrong foot.  Yes, Billy offended a lot of people, hell, he killed a lot of people too. But there was something very special about you that kept him close.  He wanted to fix the tension and clear the air so that he could get closer to you, but there was also something on his mind that he wanted to share with you.  

“Billy what is it?” You ask, placing your hand on his muscular back.

Tears began flowing from Billy’s dark eyes and he wipes the tears with a napkin.

He pulls himself together before speaking.

“I….I…lost my sister 8 years ago in combat.  She died in the war in Iraq.”

You covered your mouth. You could not believe that Billy shared something so personal with you, and that he was showing you his vulnerable side after just meeting you a day prior.

“Billy, I am so sorry.”

“No, don’t be.  She died doing what she loved, fighting for our country.  Jennie was a brave lady.  She reminds me a lot of you (Y/N/).”

You continue looking into Billy’s beautiful dark orbs.

“God this man is so beautiful.”

 “So, if I came across as an asshole the other night, I sincerely apologize.  I just don’t want you to get hurt or lose your life the way my sister did.”

Now you felt like an asshole.

“Billy, please, you don’t have to apologize.  I am sorry for your loss, and for the way I overreacted.  I have two protective brothers and a very protective father.  I couldn’t imagine burdening them with the pain that you and your family had to endure.“

Billy looks up at you with the most hurtful looking puppy dog eyes.

You cup the side of his bearded face with your hand, rubbing his perfectly trimmed stubbles.  

“Thank you, (Y/N). But it’s fine.  I’m not telling you how to live your life or what career path to take.  I’m just giving you advice from a man who lost someone so dear to them.  I don’t wish this pain upon my worst enemy.”

You look at Billy.

“Not even Frank Castle?” You blurt out accidentally.

Billy looks at you coldly. You almost don’t know what to say or do next.

“Mr. Russo, your table is now ready.” The hostess of the restaurant says as she approaches you both.

Saved by the hostess.  

You remove your hand slowly from Billy’s face and you both continue starring at one another as you grab your coats, as if you were trying to figure out what the other person was thinking.  

“Right this way.” The hostess leads you to your table, overlooking Manhattan and the Brooklyn bay bride.  

Billy holds your seat out for you as you sit down.  Despite being a little taken back by your last comment or question, he never stopped being the gentleman that attracted you to him in the first place.  

“Your waiter will be right with you.”  The hostess says as she pours you both a glass of water and hands you both a menu.

You try to hide yourself behind the menu, pretending to look at it but all of the words were meshed together.  

Billy pulls the large cardboard menu down just enough to see your big beautiful eyes.

“Why would you think that Frank is my enemy, (Y/N)?”

You look bewildered.

“Well….for starters, I don’t know anything about your relationship with Frank, other than you both being in the marines together and you assuming a higher rank than him, even though he was in the service longer than you.”

Billy raises his eyebrow.

“Still no reason to assume he is my enemy, (Y/N).”

“Did you attend his funeral?”

“I was on an assignment.”

“No excuse in my opinion.” you blurt out.

There are a few moments of silence.  Billy sips his beer before speaking.

“Ok, let’s cut the bullshit. You’re a special agent and you have obviously read my and Frank’s profiles. So you want to know our history, you got it. Frank was my best friend in the armed forces.  We met shortly after joining the military.  We remained friends for many years, and lost touch after his family was murdered.  Frank and I spent 8 years in service together.  He joined the service right after high school and I joined after college. I don’t know why we lost touch and I regret it each day.  Frank was my family.  Frank is my family.”

You continue looking at Billy and place the menu down on the table.

“Billy, I am sorry to pry, I just-“

“We’ve been through shit together that I can’t discuss, but we will be bonded forever. I regret not attending the funeral of my brother, but I guess I just didn’t want to deal with the pain, ya know?  Anyway, I just hope he’s somewhere in another world with his family and kicking ass.”

You looked down at the table as you pressed your thumb against your eyebrow. The thought of someone losing their entire family in the matter of minutes is just something that you could not fathom.  It just wasn’t right and something that you could not get around your psyche.  But you weren’t going to tell Billy that you knew Frank was alive and that he had a connection with your family, not until the time was right.

“I’m sorry Billy.”

Billy looks outside the of the restaurant window, staring out of at the bay and bright lights from the building.  You felt a sudden urge to get close to Billy, a need to comfort a man who had it so together on the outside but seemed so lost and fragile on the inside.  You didn’t know how dangerous Billy was, and maybe you didn’t want to know, but all you knew was at that moment, you felt the need to comfort someone who needed you.

You rise from your gray upholstered chair trimmed in oak and approached Billy. You sat on his lap and embraced him in a cocoon hug, and you just held each other in that same position for a good while.

Billy didn’t know why he let you in, he didn’t understand why he opened up to you more than anyone who he ever had contact with.  He didn’t know if you would use his vulnerability against him one day, but at this moment, all he wanted and needed was to feel your embrace and touch.  

You both enjoy a nice dinner and continue chatting about Billy’s career in the military with Frank. You never left Billy’s side during dinner.  You fed each other crème brule for dessert.  Before you knew it, you were sitting on his lap again, drinking your third lemon drop martini.  

You were both feeling pretty good and tipsy at this point.  

How could a man that made you so angry the night before have you falling all over him in less than 24 hours?

There was something soft and tender about Billy’s spirit.  Although the ATF warned you of the possible dangers that you could face working under Billy, you weren’t afraid at all and almost felt safe and secure with him.  

You don’t know how you ended up back in Billy’s penthouse suite, in his bed. You were very tipsy, but somewhat aware of your surroundings. Billy sat down atop of his large king sized bed, with you sitting on top of him in a straddle position.

You both gazed at one another and fell into deep kiss.  You were straddling Billy, but his fingers somehow made their way up your black dress, up your thighs and to your bottom.  His hands finally discovered your sweet spot.  He massaged your sweet spot through your laced panties with his long and slim fingers. You left out muffled moans and gasp as your body took in Billy’s gentle touch.  His fingers felt so good gliding over your sweet spot.  Your laced panties somehow ended up on the floor and underneath Billy’s bed.  He slid his long fingers through your folds, making his way up to that soft bud. You both began to moan in pleasure as he felt the warmth of your sweet spot and you felt the tenderness of his fingers.  Billy began pumping his fingers into you and your moans were getting slightly louder, although they were muffled because his mouth and tongue completely covered yours.  Billy had you in a trance that sent you into a frenzy, especially the way he was pumping his fingers into you and whispering in your ear.  

“(Y/N)…” Billy whispered as he continued pumping his fingers, biting his bottom lip.  

You could not believe that you were giving yourself to Billy so freely, when you were always the one to play hard to get with most men who tried to date you. There was no way in hell you were giving yourself up that easily, but Billy made it very difficult for you to continue being a hard ass.  

Billy inserted another finger slowly into you and you rolled your eyes backward.  Your breathing intensified as you let out short gasps and moans.  

Things were heating up quickly and you didn’t know how much longer you could restrain yourself from climaxing.  

“Cum baby, it’s ok. Let yourself go…give yourself to me.”

It was so hard for you to let go of your control and independence that you worked so hard to get.  It wasn’t very often that you slept with men who you weren’t in a relationship with.  Letting yourself go and having an orgasm with a man didn’t come naturally for you because you always wanted to be in control. So to feel this close to climaxing from Billy just fingering you definitely had you in a state of bewilderment, but it was exciting to you and you wanted more.  

You couldn’t see anything around you and felt your walls caving in, vibrating intensely.  Billy’s pumping deepened and you were now whimpering like a puppy.  You felt that usual burning sensation that came before an orgasm, and just like that, you climaxed all over Billy’s fingers.  You squealed as your body shook from the intense orgasm.  Your breathing slowed down and you fell into Billy’s shoulders, relaxing on him like a baby.

Billy pulled his fingers out of you and tasted them one by one, enjoying your delicious taste and scent.

“Damn baby you taste so good.” Billy utters to you in a deep husky whisper.

You smile as you continue laying on his shoulder. But Billy wasn’t done.  His pelvis was burning with desire.  He wanted you so badly and need to feel you.  

You moan softly as Billy caressed your entire body.  You were laying on your side in Billy’s large bed as he inserted his manhood into you, pumping hard and slowly into you from behind.  Your eyes remain closed as every cell in your body embraced the extreme ecstasy from Billy’s touch.  You both never felt this way before over someone you just met.  You only made love to a few men in your life, but Billy was indeed the best lover you’ve ever had, and he felt the same way about you.  

“Damn baby, you feel so fucking good.” Billy whispers in your ear as he turns your head to face him and kisses you deeply.

Billy continues caressing your silky body from head to toe.  His hand grips your breast gently and he scales over your waist and thighs. He kisses you deeply. He wanted to make love to you all night long. He wanted to wake up next to you and make love to you in the morning.  He loved every curve of your body.  He loved your hair, your skin, your lips, and your scent. You were driving him wild with every sensation that he felt from your love making.  You both let out soft moans and grunts as the feeling intensified.

“Oooh Billy…..” You whispered softly after he broke the intense kiss.

Billy gripped your shoulders tightly and picked up a steady pace as he felt his climax near, as you did as well.  You both moved together in a rhythmic motion as your bodies clashed intensely against one another.  Your head was turned upright at Billy, looking him directly in the eyes as he continued thrusting into you from behind, his head right next to yours.  

Your moans began to get louder and louder with each thrust.  Again, orgasms didn’t come easy for you being the control freak that you are, but in this case, you couldn’t hold on any longer.  You threw your head back into Billy as you felt your walls tightening and that burning sensation in your pelvis…...again….only this time, the feeling was more intense.

“Ooooohh Billy…….Oooohhh God you feel so damn good…..ooh fuck…..I’m cumming….Oh my God…..oh FUUUCCK!!!!”

Billy is jamming into you wildly, his pelvis clashing intensely into yours.  Billy lifts your right leg and continues clashing into you hard, pursuing his orgasm and you both climax together.  You scream each other’s names aloud over and over as Billy pumps seeds into you and you release onto him. Billy buries his head into the crook of your neck as he continues groaning loudly while shoving into you with his body slowly against the large headboard.

You didn’t get much sleep that night. You and Billy made intense love throughout the night.  He caressed, kissed and tasted your beautiful body all night long, ending it with quick and hard sex.  He had you screaming and moaning softly all through the night. You never knew that sex could be this good, so intense, so passionate.  Billy had you doing things to him that you would never imagine doing to another man. He gave you pleasure that you thought was only imaginable.  Although your body experienced the greatest pleasure ever, your pelvis was actually sore from having multiple orgasms.  

Billy woke up early and prepared you both breakfast. You slept so peacefully with your beautiful curly locks falling over your face.  Billy didn’t want to wake you, so he slipped out of bed and prepared breakfast for the both of you.  

When you woke up at a quarter past 7, you nearly jumped out of bed until you realized where you were. You noticed a tray of food on your night stand and there was Billy, smiling at you in bed, his body half covered with white sheets.

“Good morning, beautiful.” Billy says as he embraces you with a soft passionate kiss.  You felt butterflies burn through your tummy.

“Oh God this man can make me have another orgasm by just kissing me.” you say to yourself.

“Good morning, handsome.”

Billy reaches for the tray of food that he prepared for the both of you. The tray had two plates, covered with poached eggs, oranges, strawberries, and toast.

“For you, gorgeous.” Billy hands you your plate and begins feeding you strawberries.  He looked so happy, like a bird that had been freed from its cage, like a color blind man who could suddenly see the beautiful colors in the world after wearing a new set of glasses.  

You’re silent for a few moments. It seemed so surreal that you were in this beautiful man’s penthouse, in his bed from a passionate night of love making, and now being served breakfast in bed.  This whole arrangement seemed too good to be true.

You didn’t want to ruin the moment by bringing up Frank Castle, but you needed to get more information on Frank to begin your investigation.  

“Billy….what if I told you that Frank Castle was alive and well.”

Billy turned to you slowly, with a deeply cold look of rage and shock.

#benbarnes #binbons #billyrusso #billythebeaut #jigsaw #guns n roses

[wearetakingthehobbitstogallifrey]

Thanks for the tag @themoonslayer!!

the last

drink: water with lemon in it

phone call: talking to my mom about how I didn’t want a second date with a guy

text message: “OMG that video is amazing!!!”

song you listened to: Not Gonna Die by Skillet

time you cried: tears threatened my eyes? reading a fic by @camsthisky.  I wept like a baby? watching Scarlet Heart Ryeo Episode 16 with my mom...you know, the episode where those two people die and that one guy has to kill the other guy...

dated someone twice: nope...three first dates and everytime I was like nah

kissed someone and regretted it: haha yeah no never been kissed 

been cheated on: can’t get cheated on if you never have someone to be cheated on by

lost someone special: yes

been depressed: yes

gotten drunk and thrown up: no thank heaven.  I’ve gotten tipsy a few times, and one time I was maybe slightly more?  it was at a wine tasting at a Ren Faire and it was outside and SUPER hot and I hadn’t eaten in a while and when I walked I felt REALLY weird like the world was not exactly stable and I ended up hanging on my bestie’s arm and giggling at everything she said

three favourite colours

purple

green

probably silver or black

in the last year have you

made new friends: yes :) 

fallen out of love: nah

laughed until you cried: maybe?  laughed myself silly oh yes  

found out someone was talking about you: found out a coworker was getting annoyed with me but the feeling was mutual so *shrugs*

met someone who changed you: Ahn Min Hyuk :D (hey, it doesn’t say fictional characters don’t count) this man is beautiful and sweet and handsome and sarcastic and precious and hilarious 

found out who your friends are: just rediscovered the fact that my friends are truly amazing 

kissed someone on your facebook list: Nope

general

how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life? All of them?

do you have any pets? My family has a black lab named Smokey (middle name O’Reilly, because we are half Irish and we give our dogs middle names, because when you are really mad at them you need to whip out their full names, and three names is better than two) we raised this dog from birth and he is my brother/son/sweetheart and I love him to death and he loves me and it is a beautiful relationship and we cuddle all the time

do you want to change your name? Absolutely not!  I love my first name because I was named after St. Monica who is awesome, and also I love having a name that is not as usual and doesn’t have twenty different spellings 

what did you do for your last birthday? My friend took me to see Doctor Strange!

what time did you wake up? 9:15 AM

what were you doing at midnight last night? doing my end of shift work at the restaurant I work at every Friday night

name something you can’t wait for: The Last Jedi I need it NOW and I need Ben Solo reconciling with his mom NOW and I need the evolution of Reylo NOW

when was the last time you saw your mum: last Sunday, when we watched Gilmore Girls together :)

what are you listening to right now? the wind blowing the leaves in the tree outside and the ticking of my ceiling fan

have you ever talked to a person named tom? my parents’ elderly neighbor

something that is getting on your nerves: when people say: Kylo Ren is abusive to Rey (newsflash: no, they are enemies, not lovers), when people ignore Tim Drake, when people hate Jason Todd, when people ship the Batbros together like holy heck going through AO3 and seeing all the Dick/Dami fics makes me want to vomit.  also please do NOT ship Bruce with his kids ugh

most visited website: “tumblr, unfortunately.” SAME.  also AO3

hair colour: dark brown with reddish tints

long or short hair: an inch or two below my shoulders.  It is nice for summer but I want it to grow back because I miss making my hair as elvish as possible

do you have a crush on someone? like 35 fictional guys...

what do you like about yourself? I love.  I love stories, I love characters who tear my heart out, I love nature and all the little beautiful things like leaves and stars and the smell of corn, I love people, I love my friends and family and would literally die for them

piercings: Five.  Two in each ear lobe and one up in the cartilege (is that the helix piercing I can’t recall).  I had my naval pierced twice but it migrated out each time :(

blood type: O (+?)

nickname: Gal, ninja, years ago some coworkers called me Moni, my nephews and niece called me Merica for a while after one of them couldn’t pronounce my name :D

relationship status: Single

zodiac: Scorpio

pronouns: She

favourite tv show(s): aha aha.  So many.  I just started Akayona right now and love it to death

tattoos: Not yet

right or left handed: Right

surgery: never thank heavens

sport: I did bowling in middle school and high school and did Kyokushin karate in college

vacation: favorite?  I used to go to Surfside Beach with my family, and on e time I went to DragonCon with my bestie.  good times

pair of trainers: huh?  like sneakers?  I have a pair of Nike and a pair of New Balance for working out or hiking.  otherwise I avoid em like the plague.  barefoot or flipflops is where it’s at

more general

eating: this is too vague!  um ice cream? spaghetti?

drinking: vanilla chai tea, apple cider, Mike’s Hard Lemonade?

i’m about to: go to the gym

waiting for: the Last Jedi. DC to put out their streaming service.  Young Justice season 3.  the casting of Nightwing, so that I know whether to keep being excited or to rage rage and punch a wall

want: patience and a little more concentration so I can finish my thesis

get married: perhaps some day.  Marriage is so beautiful and the idea of loving someone like that is something I would cherish, and I would love having kids, and I also think I want to adopt?  But I also want to let things happen according to God’s will and time.  If He doesn’t want me to marry it shall be well

career: trying to be a novelist here

which is better?

hugs or kisses: Hugs are the bomb, but kisses are good too

lips or eyes: Eyes

shorter or taller: I like being short but I like guys who are tall. height difference for the win

older or younger: Older or same age I guess

nice arms or nice stomach: ? idk.  I am maybe slightly superficial so both? :/ but yeah, hair is probably even more important

hookup or relationship: Relationship for sure

troublemaker or hesitant: is this about me or who I am attracted to?...I am confused

have you ever

kissed a stranger: Nah son

drank hard liquor: Yes, I prefer hard liquor over beer most days...when I even drink...which is like maybe once a month, and like one, maybe two drinks

lose glasses/contact lenses: I lose my glasses every day when I take them off and go shower and then I am running around my room like where the heck?!

turned someone down: Yeah...a couple guys have asked me out who I was just NOT interested in

sex on the first date:  No.  I think sex is a beautiful, special thing and I want to wait till I get married 

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had your heart broken: ...yeah

been arrested: haha no.  and somehow I even got out of a ticket when I was going 20 over the speed limit in a residential area (i was cruising and not thinking and forgot the speed limit had recently changed)

cried when someone died: yes

fallen for a friend: oh yeah.  twice.  

do you believe in

yourself: Most days

miracles: absolutely

love at first sight: attraction at first sight, though I do think that some people have the gift of genuinely loving someone very quickly

santa claus: I did till I was like 7 or 8 and then my parents explained they left the gifts under the tree and that we had to keep the idea of Santa Claus in our hearts and that since I was in on the secret I had to be Santa Claus and a secret keeper for my little bros.  It was so fun and exciting and joyous

kiss on the first date: I studiously avoid getting kissed on the first date.  though it was maybe because I quickly decided I was not attracted to the guy

angels: yes.  I  believe in them with all my heart and am so grateful to God for them.  In particular I love my own guardian angel, who has comforted and encouraged me many times, and I swear is the only reason I have not crashed my car or been in a car crash several times over

other

eye colour: Hazel

favourite movie: Lord of the Rings (all of them), Star Wars (all of them), Harry Potter (all of them) and so many it is impossible to name them all.  one of my recent favorites was King Arthur The Legend of the Sword

Well this was really long so I won’t tag anybody but if you wanna fill this out please do so and tag me so I can see it!

#tag games

[chaipastels]

Do all of the asks!! :3c

Oh dang alrighty then, lets go-

Blush : What do you do when you have a crush on someone?

–Do my best to hide it and pray to the stars that it goes the fuck away so I can go on with my life because I hate having emotions and the people who I end up liking almost exlusively are explicitly not into me and I care more about respecting their boundaries than taking a chance about asking out somebody who has shown little to no signs that they would ever want to be with me in any capacity past friendship, which is an important kind of relationship that I value and do not want to fuck up just because my heart is a fucking moron ✌Tldr; be a coward and do nothing about it

Kiss : What’s the sweetest thing someone has done for you?

–This winter break my best friend’s family basically adopted me. Like, I literally lived with them all month and it was wonderful. They’re family to me and I honestly don’t know how I would have been able to cope without them.

Cuddle : Which one of your mutuals do you really want to hug right now?

–Not really feeling physical contact at all right now tbh

Heartbeat : What fictional character do you love?

–There’s no way you can expect me to pick one character out of all of the casts of characters I love, my dude

Romance : Perfect date?

–Hmn I talked about this in the last ask so I guess another cool date would be going on a road trip! Nothing long, maybe somethin that would be somethin you could drive to and back in a day or two. Like, from where I live you could drive to Niagra Falls, stay the night in a hotel, and drive back no problem. It could also be fit into one day if you’re in a rush. Doin that could be a pretty nice way to spend time w/ your datemate

Joy : What truly makes you happy?

–Theres nothing like being with your friends and finding new and inventive ways to destroy entire nights just goofing off and having a good time, escaping from all your worries for a little while. Full bellies, full hearts, lots a laughs

Happiness : Who are your kin?

–Yes

Love : Are you, or have you been, in love before?

–I have been in love before, yeah. Not anymore.

Beloved : What do you love the most about yourself?

–My hands.

Sweet: Favorite love song?

–Oof this is a hard one I like a lot of love songs uuh-Right now its probably “Would you be so kind?“ Or “In the Middle” by Dodie

Cute : What’s your aesthetic?

–ffuck if I know. Sad art gay, I guess

Thoughtful : If you could change your name, what would you call yourself?

–Trying to change my name to Mike atm. If I had to choose a name other than that It would probably be Aspen

Charming : Who helps motivate you?

–My friends, usually. My counselor is pretty great too.

Beautiful : Who is your ideal significant other?

–A wonderful monster gal from some other plane of reality would be lit

Affection : Who do you ship?

–I am one of those gross multishippers when it comes to most fandoms, not gonna lie. If you can make a case for it that doesn’t completely disrespect the characters identity or like, involve some unacceptable element like pedophilia then, it’s probably cool in my book.

Kind : What Pokemon would you be?

–uuuuuhh shit dude idk I was a munchlax and a mudkip in the PMD games so we could go w one of those?

Heart Beat : You’re getting coffee with a celebrity, who is it?

–I dislike coffee a lot, but I guess I would want to talk to Gordon Ramsey. He’s terrifying and I’d like to listen to what he had to say about the place’s drinks

Giggle : Do you believe in love at first sight?

–Absolutely not. No. Shit doesn’t work like that. You can have good chemistry with someone right away but there is no way in hell that you can love someone right off the bat.

Laughter : Who can always make you laugh?

–Honor. She’s one of my best friends and she knows how to make me laugh even when I’m in a total slump. I appreciate her more than I know how to put in words

Smile : What do you find attractive?

–Creativity, wit, cleanliness, respect. Good laughs.

Warmth : What is your happy place?

–There’s this place a friend of mine took me to once. It used to be a rock quarry, but they converted it into a little walking path. You can go off the trail and go down into where they used to but the rocks. Theres a narrow path you have to go down, barely wide enough to fit my shoulders length, and you cant really see any of it until you get to the bottom. Coming out of there, you can see everything has grown in. Theres trees and small plants and moss everywhere. The rock faces stand stories above you and its just, so beautiful. It felt so peaceful. We explored that place for hours, and I felt so at peace there. I’d like to go back some day.

Huggable : What are your favorite flowers?

–Peony flowers are really beautiful,,

Soul Mate : Who is your best friend?

–Ryanne. I’ve known her since the 5th grade, no idea why the fuck she’s put up with me for so long.

Unique : What qualities do you look for in other people?

–uuh I guess to not be a dick and to be interested in some of the same stuff as me?

Trust : Do you trust people easily?

–No. It’s very difficult for me to trust people. I’m a paranoid anxious wreck.

Dearest : What item is most dear to you?

–Other than my phone? Probably my ring. I got it during a really bad time in my life and it reminds me that I can get through anything.

Well, that was a lot, sorry it took me a few days to get to anon, hope you learned what you wanted O:

As always, Thanks for asking!! 💚