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fortyflightower · 4 years

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artist ask babey!!😌🤙 the smiths, charli xcx, LANA DEL REY. i could do more. we shall see

CAITLYN YOU MADE THIS SO HARD FOR ME.... thank u but also i hate you 😤 sorry this is so long i just have a lot of thoughts and i don’t know how to shut up. i told you this was going to be a novel and here it is. writers doing nanowrimo wish they were me.

THE SMITHS.... one time i mentioned that i listened to them to one of my art teachers & he asked me what my favorite songs by them were & i completely blanked. it still haunts me to this day but i’m stronger now and i will not make that mistake again

1. back to the old house

this song has everything. the depression. the softness the yearning. ALSO these lyrics...

and you never knew / how much I really liked you / because I never even told you

2. the headmaster ritual

this is the song i listen to when i’m depressed, angry, and considering dropping out of school.

i want to go home / i don't want to stay / give up education / as a bad mistake

belligerent ghouls / run manchester schools / spineless bastards all

this line makes me think of my vid prod teacher 😊😤

3. still ill

had to stop myself from copy pasting all of the lyrics from this one. i also have it on my adam playlist SO.

england is mine, it owes me a living / but ask me why, and I'll spit in your eye

what can i say... i just like the rage and entitlement of this

but we cannot cling to the old dreams anymore / no, we cannot cling to those dreams

no thoughts head empty. i think i like it because it reminds me of that line from ribs by lorde.

does the body rule the mind / or does the mind rule the body? / i dunno

this is so adam core. will not explain any further

4. this charming man

BASIC I KNOW but it was the first song i ever listened to by them (i found it on a gansey playlist on 8tracks back in middle school😔🤟) don’t have any favorite lyrics from this one but the opening is ICONIC.

5. well i wonder

this one.... is SO emo but that’s okay... also the way he sings these lyrics... TOO MUCH 4 me

gasping - dying - but somehow still alive / this is the final stand of all I am / please keep me in mind

honorable mentions are there is a light that never goes out, the boy with the thorn in his side, never had no one ever, cemetery gates, and I WANT THE ONE I CANT HAVE because i’m THAT indecisive

miss Charli XCX... i’m going to be real i don’t listen to her much but when i do i am DOWN TO CLOWN.

1. vroom vroom

i have a playlist called “music to get into a car crash to” and this is the only song on it.

lavender lamborghini, roll up in a blue bikini /bitches on the beaches, lookin' super cute and freaky

Ugh the vibes of this 😩 wish my friends and i could pull this look off

bitches know they can't catch me / (vroom vroom) cute, sexy and my ride's sporty

used this for as a caption for that one tdt drawing i did & i have no regrets. this really embodies the vibes of any scene where ronan & kavinsky are racing.

beep beep, so let's ride

i just think the sound effects are funny

bubblegum-pink ferrari, yeah, I'm so bossy

these are the vibes i would like to embody but never will. also i think barbie & elle woods gave me a primal respect and desire for a pink car.

2. dreamer

nothing to say abt this one except that all i can think abt when i listen to it is that one maggie steifvater copying charli xcx meme. also it’s an absolute banger and one of the songs i blast when i’m going unhinged but in a sexy thot type of way

3. boom clap

this song changed my life when i first heard it on the tfios soundtrack. not that deep but does music have to be? no.

first kiss just like a drug /under your influence / you take me over you're the magic in my veins/ this must be love

boom clap / the sound of my heart / the beat goes on and on and on and on and

HER MIND WHEN SHE WROTE THIS... pop music peaked with this song

LANA. i like listening 2 her music in the winter because the summer depression vibes cancel out seasonal depression like pemdas. she was litchrally my spotify artist of the decade which is so baffling because i don’t feel like i listen to her that much. ALSO every few months i get sucked into a hole of watching concert vids on instagram & it ruins my life.

1. salvatore

the vocals in this... she truly has the range.

I adore you, can't you see, you're meant for me?

catch me if you can / working on my tan / salvatore / dying by the hand / of a foreign man / happily / calling out my name / in the summer rain / ciao amore /salvatore can wait / now it's time to eat / soft ice cream

all of her ooohing and aaahing is great but THIS PART is so sexy. also i almost made a post comparing “dying by the hand of a foreign man happily” & “the choice was death or hurting adam which wasn’t much of a choice at all” but i figured it was too much

2. video games

basic but it’s a classic. also the radical face cover re-ignited my love for this song.

i say you the bestest / lean in for a big kiss put his favorite perfume on / go play your video game

there’s a video of her singing this live where she’s on a swing and she waves her hand when she says “go play your video game” and i think about it every single day

he holds me in his big arms / drunk and i am seeing stars / this is all i think of

this part makes me want to be held 😪

it's you, it's you, it's all for you / everything i do / i tell you all the time / heaven is a place on earth with you

honestly so romantic. what else can i say

3. off to the races

this is my favorite to see live videos of.. the little dance she does to it has me feeling some type of way 🥺😪 one of the classics. lana slapping the roof of this song like “this baby can fit to much daddy kink, drugs, and sex in it”

swimming pool / glimmering darling /white bikini off with my red nail polish

my old man is, a tough man / but he got a soul as sweet as blood red jam / and he shows me, he knows me, every inch of my tar black soul

the imagery of this... UGH

4. california

THIS ENTIRE SONG IS TOO GOOD. i don’t even know what to say abt it except that lana really went off with nfr

you don't ever have to be stronger than you really are / when you're lying in my arms, baby / you don't ever have to go faster than your fastest pace

you're scared to win, scared to lose / i've heard the war was over if you really choose

5. old money

this one makes me cry the hardest out of all her songs because it’s so sad and desperate

blue hydrangea, cold cash divine / cashmere, cologne and white sunshine / red racing cars, sunset and vine / the kids were young and pretty

once again the imagery in her songs is UNPARALLELED.

the power of youth is on my mind

this makes me think abt that lorde quote abt how teenagers sparkle or whatever

and if you call i'll run, run, run / if you change your mind, i’ll come, come, come

bonus: music to watch boys to

SORRY i needed to put this one on here. this one should be near the top but i completely forgot abt it until it came on shuffle play & i don’t feel like renumbering the entire list. this one truly is a ronan song i don’t make the rules (the music to watch boys to is the murder squash song). once again it’s the imagery of it all that gets to me.

i like you a lot / putting on my music while I'm watching the boys / so I do what you want

live to love you / and i love to love you / and I live to love you, boy

nothing gold can stay / like love or lemonade / or sun or summer days / it's all a game to me anyway

diet mountain dew didn’t make it onto this list but i have 2 pairs of heart shaped sunglasses because of it so it has a special place in my heart... lanas impact

other honerable mentions are the greatest, fuck it i love you, venice bitch, dark paradise, BURNING DESIRE and cherry because it’s the only good song on lust for life

#blah blah blah #would put this all under a read more but i do not have a computer on me 😪#SORRY THIS IS SO LONG #truly nobody cares about this but i have opinions #asks

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tnystrk-exe · 6 years

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Science Fair

Bruce Banner X Reader

Teacher AU

May had to work the late shift and felt awful that he couldn’t attend the function he worked so hard to be apart of, so you offered to take Peter to his school’s invention fair. She had been grateful, not expecting the offer. So, Friday, you picked Peter up for the night.

“Yeah! So Ned and I made this soda dispenser!” The eight year old explained, excited to show off his invention to someone other than his aunt and teachers, “I really hope you like it Ms. LN.”

“I’m sure I will,” you said, just as excited, “Who doesn’t like soda dispensing?”

“No, but it’s special! You know how at parties, it takes forever to get soda because you can only,” he covered his mouth, “I shouldn’t tell you, so it can be a surprise.”

“I’m sure it’s really impressive, Pete.”

Peter led you over to the school’s cafeteria. There were projects surrounding the edges, making an easy pathway to get from one presentation to the next. He let go of your hand and ran towards a slightly shorter boy. You decided to stay back and let him have his time. It must’ve been early because there there were only five kids at there stations out of fifteen.

Two men walked up to you, pleasant smiles on their faces. “Hello, I’m Mr. Stark,” he offered you his hand.

“Hi, I’m Dr. Banner.”

You smiled back, shaking both of their hands. “I’m, YN. So, you two are Peter’s teachers?”

Mr. Stark noticed a couple more parents walk in and he patted his coworker on the back, “You got this.”

“We head the science department and run a couple of clubs for the kids,” he explained, “Stark specializes in robotics and technology. I tend to stick to chemistry.”

“That’s really cool of you two, sometimes I hangout with Peter and May. All he talks to me about is his clubs. He really loves science doesn’t he?”

“I wouldn’t doubt it,” Dr. Banner chuckled, “He’s one of the most enthusiastic students I’ve ever taught. Peter is insanely talented in science. It’s great.”

“So, you said you were a doctor?” You asked, slightly wondering why he chose to teach at an elementary school, “If it isn’t rude, may I ask why you teach here?”

He nodded, it was one of the questions he was asked the most, “Yes, I am. Lots of people think it’s strange. I teach a couple of classes at the college three times a week, on non club days. College students are great, but kids are just so eager to learn. Y’know? It’s refreshing.”

“I can respect that,” you nodded, “Sounds like a packed schedule.”

“It is, but I love my work.”

You gave Dr. Banner a quick once over when he shyly looked away. His hands fidgeted the whole time he talked. Honestly, he was cute. The gray in his hair slowly taking over from the black and a shadow of a beard on his cheeks. He blushed slightly, when he tuned back to see your wandering eye. You smirked slightly, laughing to yourself about being caught.

“Brucie, dear, I understand talking to a beautiful woman may be more interesting than me, but I need you right now buddy,” Tony called out from the center of the cafeteria. The kids laughed, chorusing ‘Dr. Banner has a crush.’

Okay, so now you both were blushing. Banner scratched the back of his head, giving you a shy smile before walking off to Stark.

“I’d like to thank you all for joining us today. The kids have been working very hard the past two weeks. So if we could all walk to table one,” Bruce stammered slightly, leading the way to the first station.

Peter and Ned finally had their turn five presentations later.

“Have you ever been at a birthday party and it just takes forever to get a soda?” Peter asked the crowd.

“Well, the waiting has come to an end with,” the shorter boy who you assumed was Ned started talking as he and Peter dramatically pulled the blanket off of their invention.

“The soda fountain 3000!” The shouted together.

The group of adults clapped politely and the kids stepped closer. Now it was evident why Ned and Peter’s table was set up over a tarp and a small kids pool. Next to small pipe system that was made sat a bottle of Diet Coke and mentos.

“Now you see? You can pour six sodas at once!” Peter stated, eagerly setting up the cups under pipes. Ned grabbed a bottle of Diet Coke and set it up under the main pipe.

“Warning though, Mountain Dew and orange soda don’t react as well,” Ned shrugged, “So, you’re stuck waiting forever for those.”

Peter handed Ned a handful of Mentos. “Go ahead.”

“Really? Alright yes!” The crowd laughed at Ned’s enthusiasm as he shoved the Mentos into a shorter pipe at the top and Peter quickly covered up the opening when Ned pulled away.

The Mentos reacted quickly, messily filling up the cups as some of the drink spilled onto the floor. “Tada! Six cups filled up and ready!”

Both of the boys got three cups and handed them out to people in the crowd. “Here you go, Ms. LN,” Peter gave you a big smile, giving you a cup.

“Thanks, Pete.”

It was time for Mr. Stark and Dr. Banner to ask their questions about the kids experiments. “So, Ned,” Mr. Stark said, stepping forward, “I can’t figure out at all how all of this works, really it keeps me up at night. Mind explaining it to me?”

“It’s actually really easy Mr. Stark! Look, you put the Mentos in here,” he pointed to the very top, “But you have to be careful, because if you don’t cover it up and it just shoots to the sky. Sure raining soda would be the coolest ever, but it’s easier to drink in a cup. Now there’s the pipe system. Seven, one for the bottle and six for the cups. The main one is smaller so that there’s enough force to push the soda out to the farthest pipes. That’s it, Mr. Stark.”

Stark put a hand over his chest, sighing dramatically, “I can finally rest. My life is complete.”

“Peter, can you tell me about the reactions happening?” Dr. Banner asked, “I just, I can’t seem to remember anything at all right now.”

“Oh! Of course Dr. Banner,” he gave his teacher a polite smile, “Well, there’s carbon dioxide basically dissolved inside of the soda right? The Mentos bring down the activation energy levels and cause a reaction that turns it back into a gas state. The gas bubbles start to get bigger and bigger and the pressure in the bottle just builds up until...Boom!”

“No way! Thank you for reminding me, you really saved me there Pete. I thought I was going have to give up my job at the college.”

“You can’t! You’re the smartest person I know Dr. Banner.”

“I am wounded. Come on group, let’s get to the next presentation. Parker just broke my heart.”

The group went to the next table. Peter went over to Mr. Stark, “I’m sorry, I hurt your feelings.”

“What? No kid,” he fondly ruffled Peter’s hair, “I was joking. We had to go to the next presentation any way. You’re good.”

Peter nodded and went back with Ned, playing close attention to the new presentation. The presentations passed by quickly after you saw the one you wanted to see, sure the others were interesting, but Peter’s was the one you were hyped up for. That paired with the fact that his salt and pepper haired teacher kept catching your eye made it difficult to concentrate.

“I’d like to thank you all for coming,” Mr. Stark said, grabbing everyone’s attention, “You may leave now if you wish, though we would like to ask for more time. Dr. Banner and I thought a small pizza party would be great for the kids to celebrate their accomplishments.”

A couple of kids and adults shuffled out. Peter went to your side, “Okay, we can go Ms. LN.”

“What? You don’t wanna stay? Your friend is still here.”

“N-no, it’s fine. I know you only promised to stay for the fair, let’s go home.” He grabbed your hand and started to pull you toward the door.

“Pete, it’s cool. Go have some fun, there’s nothing else planned for tonight unless you want to grab some ice cream after all this.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah, you worked hard. Go celebrate.”

Peter gave you a quick hug, saying thank you before running off towards Ned. You slacked off to the side, not exactly wanting to mingle with the group of parents, and obviously not wanting to embarrass Peter in anyway. Though Peter was a good kid and probably wouldn’t be embarrassed by anything you did.

“What was your favorite presentation?” A voice pulled you out of your thoughts.

You gave the shy man a smile, “I don’t know, Dr. Banner, I’m definitely biased. I’m pretty sure, that Peter kid and his friend pulled a pretty cool show.”

He laughed at your response. “Please, call me Bruce.”

“Bruce it is then.”

“They did do very well, I’m proud of them. Tony really helped them break out of their shells. Their first run at this presentation with just Tony and I, you should have seen them, they were so nervous.”

“Props to Tony then. They looked like seasoned presenters.”

“So, tell me about yourself.”

“I moved over here two years ago,” you nodded, “Decided I needed a change. Life just because, something I didn’t want it to be, so I pushed the restart button. Started up a new job about six months ago, met May, Peter’s aunt, and that all landed me to this exact moment to talk to a pretty cute doctor.”

He blushed, laughing softly, and looking anywhere but you. “Good chain of events?”

“A very good chain of events.”

Before he could respond, there was the sound of an explosion at the display tabled, followed by soda sprayed everywhere.

“It’s not my fault! Penis Parker left all his stuff out!” A boy complained near Peter’s display, two empty Mentos wrappers on the floor beside him.

Bruce and Stark immediately went over to assess the mess made. Neither looking angry, just more so frustrated. The boys parents followed suit ready to argue.

“As Flash stated, that boy should have put his things away. S-“

“As stated in the contract that you signed, allowing him to join the club, he has to be respectful of other people’s property,” Bruce interrupted.

“Furthermore, he agreed to be respectful of other people,” Stark added. Ignoring Flash’s parents, he looked at the boy, “Go apologize. It was uncalled for.”

The boy took a step in Peter’s direction before his father grabbed him by the arm and led him out of the cafeteria. Soon more people started filing out. Peter came over to you, visibly uncertain with what he was going to ask you.

“Uhm, Ms. LN, is it okay if Ned comes over with us while you watch me for the night?”

“Yeah. Of course, I’m okay with it. Is May usually okay with it?” He nodded, excitedly, “Then I see no problem. Can you point me to his parents so I can run it by them, that I’ll be watching the two of you?”

Peter took you over to Ned’s mother. The two of you had a quick conversation and then traded numbers incase anything arose. She left and the boys went back with the diminishing group of kids. You looked over and noticed Bruce trying to clean the spilled soda the best he could with a couple of rags.

“Hey, you. Need some help?” You asked walking over.

“N-no, uh, Tony went to find a mop. I’m just...” he shrugged, looking up at you from where he was kneeling, “I think I’m spreading the mess more than anything.”

A small smirk played on your lips as a line popped into your head. Should you say it? No, but he just had such a cute blush. “How about I get on my knees and help you out anyway?” That did it. You laughed softly and kneeled down and took a rag from the clean pile and started trying to clean the mess up. Banner was a bit of a flustered mess as he started cleaning with you.

“Did you break my Brucie?” Tony asked, a bucket and mop beside him, “Look at him. He’s practically short circuiting.”

“Nope! I’ve done nothing,” you answered, gathering up all the dirtied rags and setting them down in the kids pool set up under the table. “Maybe, your friend is prone to short circuiting.”

“Mhm,” he nodded, watching Bruce amused, “Both of you scatter. I have a mess to clean up and a wife to go home too. I promised a date night and I’m cutting it pretty close.”

You looked at your watch, “Actually, I should get the boys home soon. Nice meeting you Stark, Banner.” You shook both of their hands and walked off. “Ned, Pete, what do you two say to Star Wars and some ice cream?” The boys cheered and raced off toward the exit. “Bye again, Bruce.”

He waved back, sheepishly.

“I can’t believe you let her go without getting her number,” Tony hit Bruce on the upper arm, “She was into you.”

Bruce held up the hand you shook, showing Tony the piece of paper you slipped into his hand. “I did get it though.”

“She stole my moves straight out of my playbook.”

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notdepressedjusttired · 6 years

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Can you??? Answer??? All the Soft Asks??????

This is gonna take a while ;;;;;

🌸Blankets: Have you been in love?

Yes.

🌸Stuffies: How did you meet your best friend?

I have 3 of them??

My oldest friendship dates back to Kindergarten. His name is Joshua, he gave me a flower, and told me I was pretty. I still talk to and hang out with him. I tease him a lot because I’m older than him by 7 months but he’s like;;; 6’ tall? I love him with all my heart though. We’ve been through a lot of shit together.

My current IRL best friend I met my freshman year; her sophomore year of high school. We actually only passed by eachother during passing period, but we both had the same nerdy Doctor Who bag. I had said I like her backpack and she was about to say thanks, but she burst into laughter after she saw we had the same bag. A few weeks later we were both cast in our school’s first musical of the year and she hasn’t been able to get rid of me since. We’ve gone through almost too much together if I’m being honest…

My BEST FRIEND BEST FRIEND is @thighkyuu We met on here over a year ago after one of us was having a bad night; I can’t remember which, but we must have talked til like 4 AM. We bonded over Mysme, anime, music, our philosophies about life, our depression and anxiety ((fucked up as that may sound it’s true)), just all kinds of things. We’ve both been through our separate traumas over the course of that year, but we were there for eachother. She’s been my only constant over this year and I would do anything for her.

🌸Fluffy Pillows: What happened in your most recent dream?

Jesus, here comes my voltron obsessed ass.

Okay. So. Everyone knows that I love Keith, I’d do anything for him, so naturally we’re partners. “There is no way you two aren’t twins.” If I remember, I think Lance said that.

Anyway, in the dream, this was before they left Earth. Keith and I were in the shack going over our cork board filled with papers/files stolen from the Garrison, photographs of the strange markings on the cave wall, the rock formations in the desert, and all of this string; we’re covering the board trying to figure out what the hell pulled us out in the middle of the desert. All the sudden there was a flash of light and a huge BOOM. Naturally we both ran outside and saw an alien space craft entering the atmosphere. My first thought of course “I’m taking my hoverbike and explosives from the back.” “I’m taking mine to see what the fuck is in that ship.”

I set off the explosives and get the fuck out of there. It all goes as canon but I’m riding next to Keith on my hoverbike while he has 4 other people on his bike. Im dying from laughter and Keith just looks pissed but then we get to the cliff and we’re both ecstatic about it while 3 of the 5 on his bike scream in terror. The rest goes as canon but I’m tagging along and adding in my 2 cents in every now and again.

When we go to look for Red, Keith can’t get a clear feel for him. Keith knows the general area he’s going to be in but can not figure out which hangar Red is in. Suddenly theres like this ping in my head and I grab his upper arm and start pulling him to the hangar Red is in. We’re both relieved as fuck and Keith goes up to him and asks for entry and Red denies, I look over and see all the soldiers running toward us and start backing the fuck up. “RED OPEN THE FUCK UP!” still no entry, Keith opens the hangar door sucking everything out into space. We’re both freaking the fuck out cause what the hell do we do?! Red comes in. Keith is in the pilot’s seat; I’m standing next to him cause what else am I supposed to do??

Then I woke up.

🌸Scented Candles: How do you relax?

I watch voltron. Sketch Keith. Listen to music. Go on tumblr. You know anti-social fun stuff.

🌸Gem Stones: What’s your birthstone/favourite stone?

My birthstone is Garnet. It is also my favourite stone.

🌸Pyjamas: Describe your favourite pyjamas!

I dont wear pyjamas… I’m usually fully dressed or completely naked when I go to bed.

🌸Fuzzy Socks: What’s your favourite movie?

V for Vendetta. No competition.

🌸Kittens & Puppies: Name of your pet or your ideal pet?

Zarina Karina McBeana The Third. My bichon. She’s turning 11 this year *sniffles* they grow up so fast.

🌸Laughter: What’s the funniest joke you’ve heard?

My ex-boyfriend saying he’s sorry for everything he’s done to me and then asking for me back. I was clutching my fucking sides I was laughing so hard.

🌸Mittens: Do you like the snow?

❄I❄❄L❄O❄V❄E❄❄S❄N❄O❄W❄

🌸Hot Coco: What’s your favourite Starbucks drink?

Chai anything. I’m easy to please.

🌸Soft Kisses: Describe your OTP

We been makin shades of purple out of Red and Blue.

🌸Rainy Days: What do you do on a rainy day?

Sleep. Go on tumblr. Sleep more.

🌸Flower Petals: What’s your favourite flower?

Orchids because I too die if not given the proper attention.

🌸Cotton Candy: What’s your favourite candy?

Albanese Gummi Bears. It has to be Albanese or I will not eat them.

🌸Bubble Baths: Your favourite memory?

Turning around and seeing Sam’s face for the first time IRL at Kamicon a couple weeks ago.

🌸Wooly Scarfs: What song do you think relates the most to you?

Sick of losing soulmates by Dodie Clark. There are many kinds of soulmates. Friend soulmates, romatic soulmates, mentoring soulmates. And I’ve lost too many soulmates in my short life. I dont think I can handle losing any more…

🌸Roasted Marshmallows: Your camping with friends! Describe the forest you’re pitching your tent in.

We found a clearing in the thick of green woods next to a stream. The friendly scent of pine needles reminds me of home. Joshua is pitching tents. Mary Grace is chatting away with Abby and Tina about the mountain we’ve just climbed down. Sam and I find ourselves in the middle of the forest enjoying the smell of the dew drops in the grass as we collect kindle wood. Cosmo is tuning her ukulele when we finish the fire and set up camp. The evening begins creeping in as the sun starts to fade from view. We all stay in a comfortable silence as we look up at the stars and swirling nebula; listen to the sound of the gentle breeze and Cosmo lazily strumming “I can’t help falling in love with you” by Elvis Presley. The air is chilled but everything feels warm.

🌸Bird Songs: Name 5 things you love

Keith Kogane, friends/family, music, theater, sharp objects.

🌸Old Books: Do you read? If so, what’s your favourite book series?

I do read. My favourite book series continues to be the hunger games. My favourite solo book is The fault in our stars.

🌸Warm Hugs: Who would you love a hug from right now?

My choreographer Kristina Lewis… She took her own life 2 years ago… I’d do anything to bring her back and tell her how much I love her…

🌸Clouds: What’s the best shaped cloud you’ve seen?

It was the shape of a hippo! I was so excited.

🌸Fae: Describe yourself as a fairy

Little shit. Sets things on fire all the time. Makes people’s lives a living hell. Wears red and black clothes only. Definitely one of those fairys that have dragon kind of wings.

🌸Holding Hands: What was the name of your first love?

Daniel.

🌸Cupcakes: Favourite cupcake flavour?

Vanilla bean. I’m a very plan person.

🌸Tealights: Describe a romantic date perfect for you

At home, Pizza and candy boxes everywhere, blanket pile, lights off, movie marathon, cuddling, forehead kisses, raspberries being blown into the neck and cheek, smiles, giggling, flustered faces.

🌸Gardens: What’s the sweetest gift you’ve received

My tech teacher bought me these beautiful detail brushes ((for those of you who dont know I was head painter at my old school)). They’re my most treasured possessions.

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insomniac-arrest · 7 years

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The Valentine is You

@lapidot-week for Valentine day (again haha)

Lapis is a singing candygram sent to Peridot’s apartment to sing. Peridot didn’t order a candygram.

Peridot had a plan. A good plan, one experts would agree with, wikihow article worthy: take the day off, don’t go outside and rewatch all of the x-files. No one could argue that it wasn’t a superb idea.

She liked to think of herself as someone with many superb ideas.

So that was how she was going to spend the day, and there wasn’t really nay-sayers. However, things seemed to find her outside of her neatly planned insulation.

She had a full bag of chocolate covered potato chips, two mountain dews lined up, and her fluffy socks that didn’t get fuzz in between her toes. She reclined into her couch and exhaled.

The Flukeman arc was always worthwhile.

She was in the middle of a scene that was frankly poorly lit and had the sound design of a metal worker discovering Studio One for the first time. She was considering turning the volume at least partially down (maybe off?) when a knock came at the door.

Peridot frowned, her eyes darting to the front door, another fastidious knock a erupts, Peridot’s frown deepened. She wasn’t expecting anyone, in fact, she was planning on quite the opposite.

She considered pretending she wasn’t home when her TV gave out a particularly loud screech she’s sure even her elderly downstairs neighbor heard. Another persistent knock sounded.

“Amethyst?” Peridot called out weakly from her comfortable spot on the couch- carved out directly from her ass and a good amount of determination. Amethyst was, in theory, spending the day in Empire City with Pearl (seeing some sort of theater thing and probably holding hands like their fingers might fall off).

“Hello,” A voice called through the door that was definitely not Amethyst, “I have a delivery for a,” The flat voice paused, “Room number 212.” Peridot raised an eyebrow, that was her. The young woman knocked again, “If you could just open up.”

Peridot narrowed her eyes, that sounded like the dialogue of a serial killer. Or maybe just the fact she had been watching too much Criminal Minds mixed with said X-files.

Peridot eventually, eventually, scrapes herself off from off the couch, stretching and getting the feeling back into her legs, she stumbles to the door.

She peaks through the eyehole first, thinking her mom might have sent her flowers, if even she did have to arrange it all the way from Minnesota from a woman who hated computers. The girl, on the other hand, did not look mother approved.

She had electric blue hair that framed her face in a short messy bob, an array of sloppily applied make-up that’s colors shouted ‘blood bath on pink street.’ Peridot peered down, trying to get on her tiptoes to see more. The girl was at least holding something.

Peridot took her time opening the door, keeping her face neutral as she peaked out. She was a little taken back again: the girl wore an impossibly short striped dress that was red and white, pink tights and very high go-go boots. Actual go-go boots. She noted a pair of heart earings and similarly shaped boxed in her hand.

She looked like a 70s pin-up girl who walked out a Valentine's Day shop. Peridot’s eyes go wide, oh no, Valentine’s Day. She goes to shut the door.

The girl takes a deep breath in and something Peridot never could have expected began, singing: “Oooohh, you took my heart on quite a bender when you went sunbathing in December, that bikini of a lifetime looking like a good time gal ready for a-”

Peridot shut the door.

“Oh, come on buddy.” The girl behind the door complained.

“I didn’t order anything!” She says shrilly through the lock, “Especially not like this.” “This is room 212, right?”

“I mean yeah,” Peridot says as she thinks about her stained Daft Punk t-shirt and baggy boxers she was wearing.

“Let me finish then. Unless Vanessa is out or something, are you her roommate?” Peridot sniffed, “I don’t know any Vanessa’s.” She chewed on her lower lip, “This is Peridot.” Lapis groaned and seemed to walk around in circles, “Fine, I’ll be right back!”

Peridot exhales and lets her shoulders drop. She couldn’t believe she just had to run in with things like this, on the one day she was trying to forget the outside world.

She blows air out her nose and shuffles to her kitchen, she might as well drink something while she’s up. She was thinking of switching to beer.

“What do you mean this is the right place?” The girl was yelling, undoubtedly into her phone.

“Do your job Lapis!” A voice like a blow horn responded loud enough for Peridot to hear, “You’re on your last legs. Every customer so far reports ‘lack of enthusiasm.’”

Lapis. Huh. Peridot can’t help but listen in as she nurses a Heineken she just opened.

Lapis grumbles some more quieter words into the phone and then, to Peridot’s dismay, she comes back to the door.

“You don’t have to be shy! Let’s just get it over with.” Lapis was still talking to her, “I don’t want to do this any more than you do, but if you write me a good review…”

Peridot shook her head, “I don’t even know you! I didn’t order a, uh, singing, telegram.” “Candygram.” Lapis correct. “And at least take the chocolates, they are half melted by now anyway.” Peridot hums, she did like chocolate. She reaches for the doorknob, “This is pre-paid?” “Uh-huh, guy named Ethan. He likes you or something.” Lapis said languidly. Peridot hunches over and cracked the door open, “I doubt that, but I accept.”

Lapis blinked and opened her mouth, “Oooohh, you took my heart on quite a bender when you went sunbathing in December, that bikini of a lifetime looking like a good time gal ready for the camera. I never felt more lively, when you took me out diving, took off all our clothes made our ancestors roll in their graves. VANEEESSAA-” “No singing!” Peridot pulled at her hair, she didn’t want some romantic love song from some weirdos she didn’t know. And Lapis’s voice was the theme song to a hospital flatline.

“Oh come on,” Lapis pouts, “You think I wear this hat for fun?” She pointed to the tiny heart-shaped hat perched crookedly on her head, “We finish the song. Candy. Probably some love-making, bada-bing bada-boom.” Peridot sighed and folded her arms across her chest, “I’m single.” Lapis shook her head, “Well, I mean, if you respond to this guy-” “And gay.” “Oh,” Lapis’s face goes slack and she blinks and couple times, she itched that back of her neck and she let out a little giggling laugh that reminded her of a cricket. “Well. Damn, this one hell of a situation if you really aren’t-” Another door opens from the other side of the hall, “Is there someone singing, uh, Vanessa?” A tall brunette in a short night dress and a full bodice creeps into the hall. Lapis’s face lit up.

“Yes! Yes I was. You wouldn’t happen to be her?”

The woman cocked her head to the side, “Yes I am, I mean, a Vanessa. I was wondering about all the noise out here…” “Well, I think I have something for you!” Lapis looked to be gearing herself up to get five stars on her report card.

Vanessa frowned slightly and Lapis took a deep breath in and began afresh her jaunty tune that Ethan obviously spent a while composing: they swam, went Disney world, cursed out his racist grandfather. A strange song overall. Lapis put her whole body into it and Peridot watched from off to the side, she might as well, right?

Lapis belted out the lyrics with something close to enthusiasm, but Peridot noted that Vanessa’s bottom lip was quivering.

Lapis finished with a wide yowl of Vanessa’s name and getting down on one knee to present the box of chocolates. “Someone cares about you a lot, happy Valentine’s Day!”

Vanessa stared at her blankly, “Who’s this from?” “Uh,” Lapis’s eyes darted around. “Ethan.” Vanessa’s mouth was in full-quiver now and her eyes looked to be glistening slightly, Lapis seemed to be taking note. “Well, I’ll just be-” Vanessa grabbed the box from out of Lapis’s hands and tore it opened, she looked at the candy’s in what appeared to be horror and then tossed the contents of the box onto the floor. And onto Lapis.

“I told him not to! I told him to cancel any plans! Now he’s just trying to hurt me!” She cried and threw the box at the opposing wall, spraying melted chocolate pieces around, “I can’t believe he would do this! I can’t believe-” Vanessa was sizzling, “You.”

Lapis was looking down on the smudge of chocolate on her top, she finally looks up, “I, uh, this is just a part time job.” “Tell Ethan that he’s not funny!” Vanessa turned hotly on her heel and slammed her apartment door as she left, Peridot flinched at the sound. A dark head popped back out, “And tell him it’s double over!! Triple over.” The door was hurled shut again. Peridot stood uselessly in the middle of her doorway. This is why I was staying indoors today she told herself.

Lapis was still kneeled down, looking dazed, “I hate my job.” Peridot chuckled and looked around the place, “I don’t blame you.” Lapis finally stood up and appeared to try and brush herself off before glancing up, “Think she’ll give me a good review?” She asked with a sardonic tone. Peridot gave her an unsure smile, “Uh, how good is your job security?” Lapis groaned and walked over to the wall only to thunk her head against it.

Peridot looked her up and down, “It’ll be alright?” She tries. Lapis turns around and looks ready to melt down the wall, instead she looks at Peridot.

“Do you have any more of those?” Lapis points to Peridot’s Heineken, “It could make the walk back more tolerable.”

“Uh,” Peridot shuffled her feet and glanced at the floor and then the ceiling, and definitely not at Lapis’s short skirt, she backs up, “Sure. Yeah. Come in.” Peridot could be a good samaritan, hell, she figured she was pretty much a good person in general.

She stepped aside and Lapis plodded her way into the dim apartment. This isn’t how she imagined the night would go- not even in her stress dreams after chugging nyquil.

Lapis leaned bonelessly on Peridot’s counter, she examined the place. “Mind if I wash this?” She points to her shirt, “The price is more than half my rent.”

Peridot nods mutely and opens her fridge, “Yikes. Sounds like a dream job.”

“You have no idea.” Lapis reassures her flatly and Peridot handed her a beer.

She apparently had to get back to the temp business in a bit, but Peridot asked her how she got into the business and it was a long story. Lapis told her she was pretty much fired/quitting.

Peridot didn’t know what to think about that, but did like the sound of her voice though and the fact she hadn’t commented on Peridot being alone in her boxes on Valentine’s day. She was also pretty warm from the alcohol when they opened a bottle of her cheap wine after the beers.

They ended up sinking into her couch not watching anything as they looked at the ceiling.

Lapis hummed, “I can’t believe people pay for this service.” Peridot glances at her and places another chocolate covered chip in her mouth, “I can’t believe people cry over relationships.” Lapis flicks her eyes toward her and raises an eyebrow, “Seriously?”

Peridot shrugs and looks away, “Brain chemistry.” She spits, “Hormones, drama, deluding yourself.” She shifted in place, “Whatever you want to call it, culture blows up something that’s supposed to be personal.” She snorts, “Love is just another commodity they sell.” Lapis laughs and stretches her arms above her head, “You are something else.” Peridot grins, “Oh I know. Best in my firm you know.” She tries to catch her eye. Lapis rolls over, “Let’s be bros then. To hell with brain-chemistry-hormones-drama.” Peridot laughs with her and they fist bump.

They drink some more wine and sprawl out further on the couch.

Lapis was staring at the ceiling again, “You know people are just trying, right?” She sounded far away, distant, “The like people. They try and show it, they do their best. I wouldn’t throw it all down the river boxer-girl.”

Peridot heaves a sigh and puts her feet up on her coffee table, “Everyone’s trying their best, sure, yeah, yeah.” Lapis turns over and reaches her hand out, “It’s only fun when it starts I guess.” Peridot shrugged, “My parents have been together fifty years. They have fun.” “Fifty years? And you’re still a cynic!” Lapis crows and then pokes her in the forehead, “Oh my God.”

Peridot leans on Lapis’s shoulder as she takes another swig of wine, “Maybe I’m a little bitter.” “You think?” Lapis says dryly and Peridot almost bites her.

“Hey, I didn’t even get a card or a kiss from anyone in my grade.” She admits with a pout, “For twenty-five years. Or, you know, ever.” Lapis gives a low chuckle, “That’s just how life is.” Peridot hunches over in the shoulder, “I think that justifies my bitter then.” She felt a soft hand on her chin, it was tipping her head up, Lapis was leaning down, “No excuses after this then.” “Wh-” Peridot was able to make a brief sound before Lapis pressed a soft off-center kiss to her mouth, soft, soft and red. She didn’t dislike it. In fact, you could say quite the opposite.

She leans into the touch, gentle and warm in the low lights and sweet mulberry wine on their lips. Peridot feels a little bit too soft for just strangers just passing by.

She let’s the moment pass like a sailboat on the calm breeze, her chest is tight and throat even tighter. “Well...” She clears her throat and gives a short laugh, “Alright then.” Lapis stretches up toward the ceiling. “Now you can’t say that never happened. I’m a walking Valentine, and there's your kiss.” She smiles at her, open and sweet, the first she had seen from the girl, Peridot smiles back.

Peridot exhales and puts her head on Lapis’s shoulder again, curling up her legs fondly, “So they hire you for wish-fulfillment huh?” Lapis shrugs and looks away, “Brain chemistry, hormones, drama, a little bit of fulfillment. All in the job description.” They turn on the TV, which just ended up on CNN and Anderson Cooper stared ahead at them as they fell asleep only half-past seven and both of their phones buzzing off in the distance somewhere.

It wasn’t how she imagined it at all. But she got someone’s number in the morning and a better story to tell Amethyst the next day.

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