#cuz i have a lotta freckles

[justsomeoneintoomanyfandoms]

could i get an obey me matchup perchance :o

i’m bi and i use any pronouns. aries sun, virgo moon, taurus rising and entp

appearance: i’m like 5’9 or something idk also can’t tell if my hair is blonde or brown. i have heterochromia and i gotta lotta moles/freckles. i like to wear bright colors and i rarely wear makeup. im 24 but ppl say i look 16. skinny af but i have been told many times that i have a pixar mom dumpy

personality: a lot of people have told me i am very calm but also chaotic. i see humor in everything so i inevitably become the designated “funny friend” in every friend group 😔 i am silly but i’m also smart and responsible i graduated college with a 4.0 gpa and double honors. i have a bachelorettes degree in animation and now i’m getting my masters in creative writing. i wanna be an artist or writer full time someday but for now i teach college fiction writing and that’s pretty fun too. i like to tease ppl and start arguments but only when it’s lighthearted, i avoid real conflict like the plague cuz i’m bad at standing up for myself/setting boundaries. i also hate asking people for things i don’t wanna be a burden. i wouldn’t call myself a perfectionist but i’ll work at something until it’s more than decent bc i hate letting people down. i love to entertain ppl ^_^ i can be flirty with people i don’t like but when it comes to ppl i am actually attracted to i become smooth spongebob it fuckin sucks

likes: iced black coffee, raccoons, cats, birds, blue flavored things, swimming, acting, graphic novels, hyperpop, shitty b movies, punctuality and respect for other people’s time, nature, long car rides, karaoke, fellow creatives and people who treat me niceys

dislikes: spiders, sand, driving, cooking, germs, bad smells, early mornings, dress codes, email etiquette, people telling me what to do “because i said so”

hobbies: writing, digital art, animating, going on walks, making parody songs, ice skating, making and taking online quizzes

other: i have 2 pet birds 4 younger siblings and i’m horrible at sports/dancing i am not in tune with my body at all, also i suck at math. my love language could be whatever they need tbh but i do appreciate quality time a lot

Hi Anon! Thank you for your request! Sorry it took a while; life's crazy at the moment. I hope you like your matchup!

In Obey Me, I match you with...

Mammon is definitely your best match in Obey Me! You're both funny but can be serious when the mood calls for it.

You're both awful at flirting with each other, much to the chagrin of the other brothers. You can flirt amazingly with anyone else, but when it comes down to the people you actually care about, all flirting skills go out the window. The brothers are so tired of it...

Loves watching B movies with you. They're one of his favourite types of movie so you'll hear no complaints from him when you suggest watching one.

Will do all the driving. He's pretty protective of his cars so he prefers to drive anyway. Mammon would love going on long drives with you; he gets to spend time with you without his brothers butting in.

Will also take care of any spiders around the house. But not without demanding a kiss as payment. Feel free to either give him a kiss or a punch.

Loves watching you work on your latest animation project! It's one of the few times Mammon will sit still for more than a few minutes. He just thinks you're really clever for being able to make what you do.

You will definitely be asked to tutor him. You're good at studying and get good marks and Mammon is the exact opposite. He'll try his best when studying with you but it's still a struggle for him. Just be patient and give him rewards when he does well.

Lucifer hopes spending time with you will make some of your responsibility rub off on his younger brother. He also hopes Mammon's irresponsibility doesn't rub off on you...he can really only handle one person in his life acting like that.

#writing #fanfic #matchup #matchup request #request #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me nightbringer #mammon

[hooterhorror]

Hi. You already know what it is, momma Wic back at it again.

Oc matchups but only cuz you’ll me to and I’m a whore.

So Trisha Oaks. Personality wise, she’s very bubbly most of the time but a nervous talker, meaning she’d probably talk your ear off about anything to distract her from her anxiety. She cries a lot, not when she gets hurt but her feelings do get hurt a lot. She is triggered easily to, and mood can switch from sweet and bubbly to anything negative really, that ends up in her having a complete panic attack and fighting off whoever’s trying to calm her down. She’ll be really distraught about it afterwards and usually gets embarrassed, starts apologizing like crazy. Her best quality her her positivity, to afraid getting upset. Or making anyone else upset. She’s kinda ditzy, an airhead. She forgets everything and anything. She’d forget her own head if it wasn’t attached to her head. She doesn’t remember much. so don’t count on her. She’s a real country gal, and don’t got a problem getting dirty or working hard. Her voice is pretty soft and gentle most of the time, thicc with a heavy southern accent, the angered she get the deeper her voice gets, and the thicker the accent. She’s pretty shy around anyone so she won’t be looking you in the eye at all. he likes to play around, though and gets a lot,y mischievous and sneaky sneaking off and snooping in places she hits no business in. She clumsy and gets injured aloT. She can hurt herself on anything while doing nothing. But she’s ok and definitely won’t let you help her. Always got a bandaid or something holding her together

Appearance. She has Curly red coppery hair that is normally ticked into braids. It pretty long and wild , don’t her waist. She has a prominent tooth gap that she’s pretty insecure about, she’s always trying to hide her teeth. She’s covered in freckles from head to toe, he papa called them angel kisses, but her step mom calls it dirt. She has Big eye that always look kinda freaked out and on edge lie a dear in headlights. They’re a dark mossy green. She’s 5’10, and weighs about 195lbs. She’s pretty strong, and curvy, a sturdy build with thick thighs. Don’t come for me I, drawing curvy women pinups so that’s what she’s based on because I like soft things. She wears denim overalls and a black high neck, mid-sleeve shirt, and work boots (timberlands).

Her hobbies are woodworking, and soldering. She like building things, and fixing things. Makes her feel useful.

Her love language is touch, as in she touches you…don’t touch her though she can’t handle it and it makes her nervous. As for showering her appreciation it acts of kindness. No ones ever done anything nice for her so,she will cry and try to do something nice back in return, or make you something. She does feel guilty that you’d even gone outta your way for her though. Her ideal date is swimming at the lake or, playing a game like tag or hide and seek. She will giggle the whole time so it won’t be hard to catch her.

Her ideal partner is someone patient, because you’d need a lotta patience dealing with her, always somehow hurting herself, or loosing something, or forgetting something, or crying over something, or just being upset.

She’s bisexual. Closeted, [cuz her stepmom, and she wasn’t really taught about it] she/ her pronouns.

This was so painful to write

I LOVE U MOMMA WIC ty for dropping this in!!! 💞💞

Omg Trish has always been a huge fav of mine eeee!!

Thomas Hewitt.

Trish and he contrast, but in a way where they harmonize. He's quiet, she's a chatterbox. She's ways what he can't, and he's there to reel her back in. Somehow and someway this large and usually intimidating man can do easily tame that fiery red head. She remembers to take a deep breath and steel/ground herself. Sometimes his hand clasping hers is what it takes to settle her fired off nerves.

Where he falls short, she excells, and vice versa. Thomas is so used to upsetting and disappointing people like Hoyt that it's kind of numbed him. He flinches when he's yelled at and called names, sure, but he doesn't chew on his bottom lip or shrink down like she might when faced with some form of rejection.

This man is built like an ox, and seeing her sturdy figure is somewhat assuring. He feels much more comfortable hugging her or holding her hand. He's a bit clumsy the first few times, but he loves to braid her hair for her!!! it means so much to him to see that she kept the bows in that he braided in at the ends. It's an eyesore, but Thomas isn't a man with a fashion sense if you couldn't tell-

He jumps the first time she tries to show affection towards him. Eventually he'll grow to accept it but returning that affection takes some leaps rather than steps. It starts very slow, because Thomas is a bit like an easily startled animal. It's easier on his poor soft boy heart when she brushes his hand with hers before grabbing it. Eventually, during down time, they'll have a very soft quiet moment together where they'll relax and he'll gently play with her hair, but he's still shy! poor baby! But he understands and is very careful with her boundaries above all else, he waits until she's comfortable to return the affection if he happens to be ready first.

Thomas's love language is quality time. He'll spend every moment with her he can. While he might not take a dip with her in a nearby lake, he wouldn't mind a small game of tag! the farm lands are dangerous though, but just imagine him wrapping his big strong arms around her when he catches her and spinning her around before setting her down! It's so cute <3

Thomas is very patient. I doubt he'd ever even snap at anyone. Unless Hoyt is edging him into it, but Luda Mae is always there to reel him back in and shout at Hoyt. I imagine Trish does the same for him too! She doesn't let those things get to him, and in turn he's so patient with her. Her more hyper nature doesn't bother him, if anything it livens the Hewitt home up! He does find it hard to keep up with her, but that's not something that'll tick him off or bother him. He knows she's there for him and he's always there for her too, both of them taking it one step at a time with one another.

"Tommy look at this thing!"

"Tommy Tommy, ya busy?"

"Hey hun, you ever wonder about [such and such thing]".

He might not be able to untangle her hyped up brain, but he doesn't mind that! He loves her and how her mind works, even if there aren't a lot of coherent thoughts going on at all times ❤️

#thomas hewitt #slashers #fluff #texas chainsaw massacre #texas chainsaw 2 #matchups #slasher matchups #slasher x oc #oc #thomas hewitt x you #tcm #matchup #req #💜wic. #🗝️—tunas matchups.

[mirrorballparkers]

peter parker dating a swimmer would include..

a/n: i’m s swimmer and i love the concept of peter dating an am ugh cutie

words: 2.5k. just a baby gc that i whopped up cuz idk it’s cute

warnings: fluffy and bad writing ye

being a swimmer and dating peter would include

• lots of jokes about you being princess ariel from the little mermaid

• even though it was a swimming pool and not the ocean

• “are there any undersea creatures spider-man should know about”

• “i mean, unless you count the pool cleaner.”

• “why? is he a mermaid?”

• “......yes, lets go with that, babe.”

• he’d be so supportive over u and being on the swim team

• peter thinks it’s so cool and interesting to be with someone who’s also athletic

• you know he’d love you no matter what, but you being an athlete, especially a swimmer, really was something he found cute and very interesting about you

• “can i go to one of your meets?” he’d ask you, those chocolate brown eyes looking so promising and loving

• “pete...i dunno, they’re kind of boring.”

• “nothing that has you is boring, not ever.”

• you were a bit hesitant, not because you didn’t want peter to come, but a swimsuit for this stuff in particular wasn’t exactly. flattering. or cute.

• but because of his sweetness and wanting to be a supportive boyfriend, you said he can come

• after the first meet, becaus ehe was so proud and so in awe, he went to every single swim meet and practice followed by

• after every practice, which ended late most of the time

• peter would come by to walk you home and bring you a warm towel that he put in the dryer for a few seconds and bring you some snacks and some water

• “hey, you!” hes greet you and wrap you up in a towel and give you a billion little nose pecks

• peter had no shame for being literally soaked after due to you just getting out of the pool

• everyone thought it was adorable, even your coaches

• he always there to give you warm hugs and wrap you up tight

• massages. so so many massages.

• swimmers get a lot of shoulder pans and back pains due to the amount of muscles they use for every stroke

• and without a doubt, peter was right there to help with with every little shoulder or back pain you had

• his massages were so heavenly

• peter was the most supportive boyfriend EVER and he wanted to be there for every little thing you did. he wanted you to know he was your biggest fan for everything and this was just a lil thing he was proud of

• he would go to the meet with ur parents!! how sweet!!

• he’d sit w them sweetly the whole time and ask a bunch of questions but like also be watching you do ur thing and be in awe

• swimming is a hard sport, but peter had no idea it was this hard

• he made sure he had water and snacks on hand at all times, athletes need their energy and his baby bug needed energy

• when it wasn’t your race to swim, you’d sit with your friends and would invite peter to join

• poor baby was really shy at first, being around your friends

• he wanted to seem like a good person and a supportive boyfriend

• but little did he know, he was showing it by just simply being there

• your friends adored him

• not more than you, of course

• you made sure that you included him in every conversation and asked for his opinions so he felt comfortable

• and peter definitely appreciated that. you were such sweetheart to him.

• oh. my god. when it came to the actual swimming part peter was your biggest FAN.

• since he would come to ever single meet, even the ones that were away, he would make you a new sign and hold it up loud n’ proud.

• lotta people in the crowd felt annoyed and even told him to relax with the cheering and holding up the sign

• but he didn’t really care, he wanted you to have all the courage in the word

• and he wanted you to know he was with you every step of the way

• sometimes before an event, you’d get nervous

• so, peter has this little routine with you

• he would hold both of your hands and would make the two of you jump up and down for a few seconds

• just to get all the jitters out of you

• and no matter what, peter always said he loved you before every single race

• after you would get out of the pool peter would have your warm towel waiting for you at the finish line

• and hugs, so many warm hugs

• and a few little kisses on ur bare shoulder, because he was a sucker for the little freckles sprinkled across like baby stars or little flower petals

• sometimes you’d get overwhelmed or disappear and would start crying after a race

• peter was there to hug you for as long as you needed and let you know how amazing you did

• “i-i got fourth, i did awful.” you’d sob into his chest, peter quietly shushing you as he rubs your back sweetly

• “hey, hey, you’ll get em’ next time. it’s growth, baby; all about growth.”

• peter always reminds you that it wasn’t just about the winning, it’s all about the growth and getting better as an athlete and a human being.

• he told you that his uncle ben used to say that, and he would never not believe it.

• peter would never not believe in you

• you were his star

~

taglist: @plushparker @parkers-fidelity @cutesparker @mcuspidey

#peter parker #peter parker headcanon #peter parker x readr #peter parker fic #peter parker drabble #peter parker fluff #peter parker imagine #spider man: far from home #peter parker x reader #spider man: homecoming #tom holland #tom holland imagine

[ranmaruliker]

when you get this you have to answer with 5 things you like about yourself, publicly. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool!!)

oh jeez, uh, five things i like about myself?

uh

1. My hair, i like the color cuz its kinda rare ig

2. My freckles, i have a lotta those lol

3. my accent

4. my loyalty

5. my eyes

#me

[artnerd1123]

*softly* pls, share ur thoughts about ur bois owo

aaa–i didn’t expect someone to ask, heck–ty anon!!! i’ll jus… eh… list em, i guess ;w;

under a cut bc i have,,, many feels about mine bois,,,

ok sO–

Journal stuff:

have i mentioned my werewolf!journal au? no? well that’s a thing bc i’m a sucker for werewolves sldkjfds

journal is a V Talented Boi ™ with a lotta different skills (ex: dance, scepter twirling, very knowledgeable on spell origins/details, various combat forms, as well as misc exercise to keep himself limber)

journal’s fear of failure and general anxiety can be traced back to his home life before he got kicked out

he used to be the leader of all the younger siblings!!!

likes pranking people and stockpiling sweets 

he likes to help out when people need little things done. if he can get away with fixing things or doing chores when people aren’t sure its him, he will. it’s validating to him ;w;

he jus wants approval. he’s like dying for it ;-;

he’s always doin his best!!!

doesn’t like asking for help, but if you notice and go about giving him assistance without making him feel inadequate, he’ll love u forever

down to fight a lotta the time

but usually won’t cuz he’d rather talk about nerd stuff than punch someone (unless they deserve it)

he’s just a really big nerd who could deck u if he wanted but would much rather ramble about spellwork and magic shows, and is always trying (even if he’s trying too hard lskdjfskd)

Roo stuff: 

fluffy freckle kitty i love him sm ;w;

roo might seem like a Baby Child ™, but he’s actually pretty mature

kitten son can pretty much take care of his own physical needs. it’s the need for someone to help him with/work through his anxiety/fear that makes him seem more childlike.

well, that, and his general cheery/bubbly/shy personality skldfjskdf

but he’s a good boi and he’s more mature than i feel i give him credit for!!!

he’s a good listener who really knows how to give advice!!!

the au where familiars feel their originator’s pain is,,, a fun one to use with him,,,,,, 

;3c

he’s my go-to son if i wanna think about completely obliterating someone’s heart in daydream world (sorry bby ;-;) (… kinda >:3)

sometimes he likes to dye himself different colors jus cuz he can

thinking about his feral form in an angsty context??? good stuff >:3

i really wanna do more with that, bc i feel like i haven’t done as much as i’d like

let me  a n g s t  the  b o i

on a lighter note, he really likes cuddles. jus. cuddle the child. pl e a s e

#that got long '^^ #eheheh... #it's all my general thoughts tho :V #so enjoy a... kinda ramble??? ish??? #idk what to call it XD #if any of y'all have additional follow up questions pl ea s e ask them #i'd especially love to talk about roo's feral form ;w; #he's jus a big angery n scared panther boi slkdfjskd #and journal is also a good? #were-journ asks are def welcome as well '^^ #but uhh ye there's a wall-- #hope u don't mind ;w; #arty asks #afw #journal sherman drapht #roo pingere #Anonymous

[kenny-dies-again]

3am me thought this was a good ideas so here we go

My Kenny headccanons (since everyone is making him into this hotshot even tho he's a nasty boy)

Okokok hear me out what if instead of being handsome as fuck he's instead an ugly motherfucker

Not ugly like Kyle but just basic ugly

He gots a lotta moles on his body and a lotta freckles on his face

He mostly has mole on his back and around his face and neck (I personally hate moles but this white bastard surely has a lot)

I know a lotta ppl HC Kenny with a baby face when he's older but I prefer long face Kenny not long like Craig's but just medium long

Kenny has shaggy hair lol

He's a tall lanky dude I know I love me some short Kenny but just hear me out tall Slenderman looking ass

Idk I just like tall Kenny

He gots fucked up teeth I mean he still has the tooth gap but the rest are also fucked

He gots scars not those cool anime scars but just scars he got while trying to pet a raccoon he found at the dumpster at 4am

He likes to wear baggy clothes alot of ppl HC him wearing thottie clothes and I agree but I just like this better

He got a pig nose turnt up kinda

Long legssss

The feature that pops out more is his smile yeah I said what I said ppl with fucked up teeth also have pretty smiles

The dimples also help with his perfect smile

He has icy blue eyes his eyes are mostly hooded cuz he is so tired and from smoking that pot

You know damn well I was gonna put potsmoker Kenny

He's the type to smoke 6 joints a day

Also he never Vapes I mean NEVER

Vapes are too expensive as it is and y'know his parents be making crack and pot so he steals some from them

To add on on why he has icy blue eyes, well when he was a wee little baby he had dark Navy blue eyes but Everytime he died the color would fade so by the time he's 40 or much older his eye gonna be white

Idk it's just a small HC of mine that I really like either that or I also like the Everytime he dies he changes his eye color

He has tanned skin kinda orangey since he's always outside in the hot sun helpin out and about

Also Kenny is a messy boy like he can have stains on an expensive ass Hatsune Miku shirt that the boys pitched in to buy for him on his bday and not even care and use it as a regular old shirt he found in the trash

He also purposely looks trashy by cutting his jeans one leg to short and cut a tank top just so it can be a crop top

He's a fashion disaster basically

Anyways this is too long might make a part2 since I'm tired and it's 4am not sure, but I could literally write an essay about Kenny's clothing style and how much of a nasty boy he is

#sp hcs #i did this at 3am while eating my sixth empanada #i feel like shit never eat food passed 7pm #anyway i hc kenny as an ugly boy but with pretty features #kinda like craig #so enjoy my shity hcs uwu #kenny mccormick #south park headcanons #srry its long dont know how to put read more #i wrote these just to remember i might draw some of these scenarios

[avengers-avenging-spiderling]

I was nominated by the loveliest mutual ever @hellmorrhoids ♡♡♡ (this is 2 days late im sorry)

Here it goes:

Coffee or Tea

Early bird or Night owl

Chocolate or Vanilla (they're both so good I cant choose)

Spring or Fall

Silver or Gold ( actually depends on my mood cuz I love them both)

Pop or Alternative

Freckles or Dimples (freckles are actually so cute?? really cant understand why a lot of people hate it)

Snake or Sharks (Id have a much bigger chance to live while im on land cuz ya girl doesn't know how to swim😂😂)

Mountains or Fields (I have a fear of heights so..)

Thunderstorm or Lightning (makes me feel like Thor's taking pictures of us ya know. lmao)

Egyptian mythology or Greek mythology (they're both so interesting and fucking hilarious cant choose)

Ivory or Scarlet

Eyes or Lips

Witch or Fairy ( I actually think witches are more powerful than fairies??? idk lol)

Opal or Diamond (cuz birthstone)

Butterflies or Honeybees (thing is theyre both beautiful but I wouldn't get anywhere near them or I'll die)

Macarons or Éclairs

Typewritten letters or Handwritten letters (tis kind of things make me feel loved and appreciated idek why)

Secret garden or Secret Library (why have a garden when you can have acess to lotta books?)

Rooftop or Balcony (uhm, wind? Movie feels really)

Spicy or Mild ( I tried the spicy noodle challenge -SamYang challenge- and I cried real tears after eating ONE noodle. but I do love a bit of spice sometimes you know)

Opera or Ballet (Id probably sleep but anyway)

London or Paris (only for the big ben I swear)

Vincent van Gogh or Claude Monet

Denim or Leather (once again it varies from moment to moment)

Potions or Spells ( anything for Hogwarts)

Ocean or Desert (please dont get me here)

Mermaid or Siren

Masquerade ball or Cocktail party (dream)

Uhm.. so that's it! Im gonna tag some mutuals too I guess?? Anyway much love to y'all ♡♡♡

@absolutegeek23 @my-babies-are-ash @itlookslikeyouneedadoctor

[notalk-justthought]

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Hehe okay originally I was gonna answer these in an audio post, and I did that, then it turned out to be very quiet and it was 15 minutes of me being awkward af and fully answering like 15 questions soooooo yeah

1: Talk about the first time you watched your favorite movie. 

one of my favorite movies is Train to Busan and I thought it was gonna be a regular zombie movie, but I ended up crying at the end,,, I wasn’t ready

2: Talk about your first kiss. 

I can’t cuz it hasn’t happened yet :I

3: Talk about the person you’ve had the most intense romantic feelings for. 

uhhh there’s like two people? but the first one was a crush in 6th grade so maybe it wasn’t really love? idk, then the last one was like last year,,, the 6th grade crush was on this guy I had known since elementary school and idk why I had a crush on him, but 11 year old me liked him,,, but now he’s engaged which is wack cuz we’re both in our early 20s…. then the most recent crush where I had intense feelings for,,, she a gay meme,,,,ye

4: Talk about the thing you regret most so far. 

one thing that I regret so far in my life is my first relationship for a couple reasons….

5: Talk about the best birthday you’ve had.

OH MY GOD my 15th birthday was lit, so my bro invited like 3 of his friends over (my bday in July 4th) and one of his friends brought those fireworks that shoot off into the sky then explode and it was awesome

6: Talk about the worst birthday you’ve had.

I can’t think of a bad birthday, they just kinda happen lmao

7: Talk about your biggest insecurity.

uhhh tbh I can’t think of my biggest insecurity right now

8: Talk about the thing you are most proud of.

I’m proud of living this far in life 

9: Talk about little things on your body that you like the most.

I have like freckles on various places of my body, there’s like 5-10 of them,,, uhh I have this cool birthmark on my finger that’s cool idk what else

10: Talk about the biggest fight you’ve ever had.

I don’t get into fights

11: Talk about the best dream you’ve ever had.

Already answered

12: Talk about the worst dream you’ve ever had.

where I either died or was being stalked

13: Talk about the first time you had sex/how you imagine your first time.

my first time is gonna be awkward, I can guarantee that

14: Talk about a vacation.

I went to puerto rico this past summer and it was nice, we stayed in airbnbs, drank a few mojitos, swam in the ocean, saw a lotta cats, dogs, and horses… it was nice.

15: Talk about the time you were most content in life.

uhhhh idk probably like 6th grade lmao

16: Talk about the best party you’ve ever been to.

HOKAY SO this was after volunteering at this camp I had been volunteering at for the past couple years (this was two summers ago) and my bro gets invited to the end of the summer party with the rest of day camp and took me with him. so we went, we played some beer games, had pizza, had snacks and whatnot and it was just a fun time… okay that’s the ONLY party i’ve been to

17: Talk about someone you want to be friends with.

I wanna be friends with this one girl who lives across the hall from me, we have talked once because we have a mutual friend, but she seems cool

18: Talk about something that happened in elementary school.

already answered

19: Talk about something that happened in middle school.

a lot of shit happened in middle school,,,, there was this one guy I knew who wanted to be a werewolf, I balanced a bunch of stuff on my head, i had mini crushes on girls I didn’t realize were mini crushes, shit was wild

20: Talk about something that happened in high school.

there was this one time during 11th grade in chorus class where the alto section was talking about how weird nipples are right? so when we were practicing going on stage for the chorus concert and such and we were backstage, one of my friends was like “hey do you wanna see how weird my nipple is?” and I was like “sure!” and then she showed me her boob,,, it was a gay time

21: Talk about a time you had to turn someone down.

I turned down my friend once when he asked me cuz I didn’t like him

22: Talk about your worst fear.

one of my worst fears is being alone, like romantic wise,,, 

23: Talk about a time someone turned you down.

I’ve never been turned down because I’ve never asked anyone out,,,, okay I GUESS I did kinda ask this one girl to pride, but she agreed….HOLY SHIT that was a date…. I’m so dumb,,,

24: Talk about something someone told you that meant a lot.

My friend Daria sometimes writes little letters to me when we give each other presents and it’s about how grateful she is to have me as a friend, and it always means a lot

25: Talk about an ex-best friend.

there was this one friend I had and we were friends since like 6th grade and we were in so many classes together and we were both into anime and idk it was a fun time, i mean, online, it would seem like we’re still friends since we like each other’s insta posts and say happy birthday to each other still… her birthday is coming up… idk it’s weird cuz we haven’t talked since the beginning of our last year of highschool

26: Talk about things you do when you’re sick.

I do the same things I do when I procrastinate, listen to music, watch youtube, sleep yknow. also I only get sick like 2-3 times a year soooo

27: Talk about your favorite part of someone else’s body.

uhhhhhh my friend Daria has nice thighs,,,,

28: Talk about your fetishes.

UHHHHHH no

29: Talk about what turns you on.

………….imma name two,,,, neck kisses and dirty talk……

30: Talk about what turns you off.

cigarette smoke, mean personalities,,, other stuff I can’t think of

31: Talk about what you think death is like.

already answered!

32: Talk about a place you remember from your childhood.

I remember my mom, bro, dog, and I would take walks to the lake where the town gets water from and such and when we’d get there, Sam would start climbing up this steep hill with his climbing gear and our dog would sniff around,,, we haven’t done that in years…

33: Talk about what you do when you are sad.

cry or talk to myself about why I’m sad/crying

34: Talk about the worst physical pain you’ve endured.

foot cramps, but now I’ve had so many that it doesn’t hurt that much :/

35: Talk about things you wish you could stop doing.

I wish I could stop procrastinating, I’d get so much done and be so much happier

36: Talk about your guilty pleasures.

I like watching anime abridged series a lot,,,

37: Talk about someone you thought you were in love with.

First, what is love? lmao second, uhhh I don’t think I’ve been in love? idk

38: Talk about songs that remind you of certain people.

I can’t think of songs, but certain bands remind me of people, like The Growlers remind me of my friend Audra, MCR reminds me of my friend Ellie, Rainbow Kitten Surprised reminds me of my bro

39: Talk about things you wish you’d known earlier.

uhhh how to study is one of them, time management is another

40: Talk about the end of something in your life.

the end of me thinking about the bad things that happened in my relationship/friendship with my ex was really freeing, like knowing that what caused that was both of us was good to know and it was definitely a turning point. I literally didn’t stop thinking about it until I figured out it was both of us who did each other wrong. I’m glad that I did cuz that would’ve held over me for even longer.

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[mofoxwriting]

Fallen Sun Day 2

NaNoWriMo Day 2 writing below the Keep reading!! Read day 1 first!

Wolf sighed and watched Calsfer march off. There was no stopping him now that he was heated, and she knew that.

Calsfer’s fist knocked heavily on the door, not shy of his labored breathing. He stopped after a few seconds and stared at the door. Shuffling could be heard within. 

“What?” Alala yawned as she opened the door. She didn’t get the chance to open her eyes before the fish was pushed into her face. 

“This!” Calsfer barked.

“What the--” Alala took a step back before she glared at Calsfer. “Oi! It was a prank!”

“It’s disgusting!” Calsfer argued. “I have work to do, Alala. I don’t have time for this!”

“Ya really can’t take a joke, can ya?” Alala asked flatly as she watched Calsfer turn red. "C'mon Cal, can't ya smile for once?"

"You're a jerk, Alala! Why should I?" 

"'Cuz ya've aged ten years since ya got on this ship."

"And all thanks to you."

"Cal, take a break from all this serious matter."

"Take a break? And what? Let the ship sink? Yeah right. I would like to die on land at the very least."

"Geeze Cal, take a breath, would ya? We ain't gonna sink. Ain't no damage was done ta the ship."

"You... You know that was a double negative! What did you do?" 

Alala watched Calsfer as he became unreasonable. She sighed and crossed her arms as she let him stew in his frustration. "We got one of the railings damaged by a gunny. Can't even be fixed until we get ta port an replace it." She was calm in her tone, knowing it was best to appease him rather than push her luck.

"Then, the gods only know what else happened. Leave me alone and let me work!"

Alala friends as she watched Calsfer leave. She sighed one last time and pitched up the fish to take to the kitchens.

"Kale, is this still usable?" Alala asked as she entered the warm room. She set the fish in the counter and looked at the water spirit.

"I... I believe so. How... Where--"

"Nabbed it this morning ta mess with Cal. Might need a good scrub, but can't be that bad."

Kale was rooted to the floor as he processed how boldly Alala walked in. He watched her glance around the area, but she stayed relatively nonthreatening. "Thanks... Would you... You..."

"Nah, this is your favorite fish, ain't it? Makeup somethin' nice for yerself, on me."

Kale blinked at Alala, his pearly eyes wide. "Thank you, ma'am." 

Alala waved to him and happily strode out to the halls again, nearly running into Wolf.

"You really should stop antagonizing Calsfer, " Wolf began kindly. There was no disappointment in her voice, but it was etched into her face. "He is just doing his job."

"I know, but the poor boy is so uptight that he's more rigid than the mast. What's a little fun gonna hurt?"

"Alala, " Wolf's tone shifted. "No."

Alala sighed. "Sorry, Wolfie. I just think that after what, two an' a half years now, he'd lighten up."

"I think you should take everyone's suggestion and talk to him."

"He won't talk ta me! Never has!"

Wolf sighed. "I can't have a crew without discourse, can I?"

"We're pirates, Wolfie; we revel in discourse."

"That's a new word for you, Lala, " said a sleepy but sly voice. Both women looked over to an opening door where Bel stood. His soft green eyes flickered with his magic as he looked between the two. His messy black hair stood in all directions. While taller than Calsfer, he still was short when he stood next to Corrion. 

"What word?" Yawned Les as he too appeared in the doorway. He was much taller than Bel. His blond, nearly white hair was also a mess. Brown eyes met Bel's with a smile. Human though he was, he was not a force to be reckoned with. 

"Revel, " Bel quoted back to the other. "You know, I'll bet she's been reading."

"Lala, reading?" Les covered a chuckle. "Well, if she's been reading, I'll eat my boot."

"Real cute, " Alala smirked at the duo. "And looks like it's boot for breakfast, Les, I have been reading a bit. Figure I'll surprise the crew a bit with some fancy lingo."

Les guffawed at the statement and shook his head. "Whom are you attempting to impress, oh First Mate? What poor individual has captured your soul to invoke such a feat that you must undertake? Do their eyes truly meet yours, or are they merely a fantasy of yours? Do tell, oh maiden of blood, do tell."

"Don't be throwin' all that 'round just 'cuz I've been readin' a book, ya Silver Spoon. I'm bored. It's read or play puzzles, and I ain't got patience for puzzles."

"I see, I see" Les playfully tapped his fingers on his stubbled chin. "No hero of fate has swept you yet off of your feet, so the words of which you learn are for yourself."

"An you've got a lotta say about it. Ya can't just leave a cat to her business, can ya? I ain't tryin to bother you or Bel, there when you two sneak off."

"We aren't stopping you," Bel smirked at Alala, "we just don't think you would be interested."

"I don't wanna know." Alala frowned but couldn't keep the facade as the pair laughed. Her smile cracked over her face, and she chuckled along.

"Why are you all up so early-" Falcon opened his door, a yawn taking over his last word.

"The sun has been up for an hour, Falcon, we all slept in, " Wolf informed him.

Falcon was easily the tallest of the crew, having to dip his head in the hallway to stand. His hair was pale, a greenish tinge to it. His teal eyes were bleary as he tried to take in the faces around him. Freckles covered him so densely that his sun-pink skin was brown. It was near impossible to tell that he and Calsfer were half brothers. 

"Really?" Falcon asked. He tossed his hand back and beckoned at his sheet covered window. A rush of air pulled around those in the hallway, and the cloth was ripped from its hold, bathing the room and open door in bright sunlight. “Well, wouldn’t you know.”

“Good Gods! Warn someone before you go opening windows!” Bel said suddenly, shielding his eyes. Before he could lash out his own hand, wolf grabbed him, stopping him. The magic Beltran had summoned sparked from his fingertips and Alala winced as one of the wooden panels on the wall thrust sharply out of its binding, curving to hit the others. Luckily, it didn’t go far.

“Not in here, Bel,” Wolf said sternly, gently giving the mage his hand hack. “It’s too small of a space.”

Bel puffed a sigh and looked away. “Fine,” he said. “Fine, I’ll be good. But really, Falcon, you need to warn us!”

“Sorry, dude,” Falcon laughed nervously. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

“I am sure you will,” Bel muttered under his voice before slipping back into his room.

“He’s just a little cranky this morning,” Les assured. “He didn’t sleep well last night after the raid. I think his surge got to him more than he’s going to admit.”

Wolf nodded gently to Les. “Well, you’re the expert in cheering him up,” she said kindly. “You’ll know what to do better than us.”

“Captain, don’t say that,” Les said, though he flushed. “You’ve known Bel way longer than I have. I know you have some tricks to cheer him up.”

“I may, but you know just as many as I do. Now, be sure to let him know breakfast is in ten minutes, okay? Maybe a good meal will help.”

Les nodded and went back into the room with Bel, shutting the door behind him.

“Don’t tell Cal ‘bout this,” Alala said, staring that the panel. “Fal, you and I are fixin’ this right after chow, got it?”

“Yeah, got it,” Falcon nodded, though looked ashamed.

“It was a rough night for everyone,” Alala assured him. “I’m dreading when Corry wakes up. He’s going to catch something on fire.”

“I didn’t think we did that bad,” Falcon muttered. 

“Nah, we’ve done worse, but I don’t think any of us were expectin’ ta see so many guards out. I wonder what’s goin’ on to warrant it?”

“Don’t know,” Falcon shrugged and looked to Wolf.

“I am sure we’ll learn eventually,” Wolf said. “You two get cleaned up. I’ll see you in the mess room.”

The pair waved to Wolf as she walked off, continuing to discuss what the event was.

------

The mess room soon filled with the crew, including Corrion and Collie, who seemed the most upset with the night previous. Bel had calmed down and was happily creating parlor tricks from his fingertips, turning a few cards blue, green, and pink as he spun them, suspended in air. Les laughed, entertaining his tricks and egging him on. Kale had joined Wolf at a table, silently eating the fish Alala had caught. Alala was sitting at Wolf’s other side, observing. Calsfer and Falcon sat across from one another, Calsfer complaining about his morning thus far, while Falcon happily stuffed his face to avoid continuing the conversation. Perdido sat next to Calsfer though, and assured him as best as he could, though his efforts seemed to fall on deaf ears.

“How’s the fish?” Alala asked Kale as she saw him relax in the group.

“Oh! It is good,” Kale said, snapping up to look at her.

“Good,” Alala smiled. “Glad I could help ya out. Hey, any more memories come back yet?”

“Oh, no,” Kale admitted. “Not yet. I am sorry.”

“Sorry? Kale, it ain’t your fault. Ya can’t force ‘em.”

“But I haven’t recalled anything for a year now!”

“Then we’ll keep waitin.”

Kale sank back into himself, looking like he could cry.

“We will get through this, Kale, together,” Wolf assured to him kindly. “Until then, don’t beat yourself up over this.”

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[smallfry-exe]

smile and dearest

♦︎Smile : What do you find attractive?A kind personality, they gotta be nice n understanding, especially in a time like this cuz damn. Tall, adorable freckles, sparkling blue eyes, the nicest ass, cute smile, all of which belong to my beautiful dove~ @frecklesofdeath♦︎Dearest : What item is most dear to you?I have a lot of prized possessions, I have two bracelets on my left arm that I almost never take off,, I have a lotta stuffed animals but most importantly an eevee that my boo gave me and a moose from my lil bab days

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[mirrorballparkers]

flower girl

[ peter parker] pt. ii (ish)

the official(ish) second part to flower boy!

summary: who says boys don’t deserve a bouquet of their favorite flowers once in a while?

authors note: a lot of you sent me so many kind messages about ‘flower boy’ and some even asked me to somewhat make a part two, which i thought was the CUTEST idea cuz pretty boys deserve pretty flowers. also i’m tired. enjoy:)

words: 1.7 k

warnings: lotta cute shit, lotta bad writing

~

peter parker wasn’t much for receiving gifts.

he received birthday presents from aunt may and ned, but nobody has ever given him something simply because they thought of him. he was fine with that; he thought, maybe he was just someone who wasn’t thought of quite often. he was just going to have to deal with it.

he was all about giving; never an ounce of hesitation when giving you sweet things such as candy, a bottle of water, some brownies that his aunt made - peter was the most generous boyfriend in the entire world, and you often wondered why he didn’t receive as much as he gave. he always brushed it off, but deep down he sometimes felt like it would be nice to be thought of like others were.

after giving you a simple bouquet of daffodils on that one lovely spring afternoon, it became sort of a weekly ritual for peter. he’d go into the same floral shop, greeted by the same kind woman, but bought you different flowers each time. every single friday. sometimes they were daisies, sometimes they were roses - they were always a symbol of how much he loved you that week - which was always a lot.

it had been something he was used to, peter would bring them to you every friday after school, behind his back with a shy smile plastered on his adorable face. and there’s always be a sweet, handwritten note. he loved seeing your smile, it was his favorite thing in the world and it was something he wanted to continue seeing for the rest of his life. peter felt like it was better than any silly painting he’d ever saw.

the note would depend on how he was feeling in particular that friday. sometimes, he felt silly, and maybe drew you a cute dog that he saw on patrol that reminded him of you. or, there were often times, more likely than any other, where he felt the need to pour his whole heart out and tell you how much he loved and adored you. either way, he’d sign it off the same as always. never any different

“yours forever,

peter parker. <3”

always in the same blue ink pen, his very lovely and dorky penmanship, matching his personality perfectly.

you weren’t very good with words, as peter wasn’t either, but in the end it all tied together and the both of you were still able to express your feelings somehow. but, he knew, you were his - and he was yours.

sunday morning; it was sunny, bright, and filled with butterflies and birds in the air, and lots of room for promise and love. fortunately for you, it was the weekend, so it would be much easier for you to bring him flowers without making a scene at school. you were on for later that afternoon to go on a little picnic, as you do eac sunday just to catch up before the hectic week made its way, the excitement and love filling the air like a warm scent of vanilla. the sun shining from the clear window outside laid perfectly on each bouquet, making the entirety of your body feel light, elegant, and warm.

you ventured on a tiny area near the park, where your favorite flower shop was located at. you went there frequently just to admire the aroma and smell of the lovely variety of flowers, taking in the sweetness and innocence the place gave. you weren’t quite sure what to get, but you were also worried about the fact that you were going to give your boyfriend flowers anyway. it’s not very common to give boys stuff that’s primarily for girls, or what people think is only for girls.

the sun shining from the clear window outside laid perfectly on each bouquet, making the entirety of your body feel light, elegant, and warm.

you greeted the polite owner in your usual timid fashion, stuffing your hands into your pockets as you figure out what flower was perfect for your boy. a while back, you had a small conversation with peter about his favorite things. when you asked him his thoughts on flowers, without hesitation, he told you his favorites were peonies. to think that a boy had a favorite flower, was silly to most. but to you, it was so cute and sweet — just like him.

it wasn’t long until you found the sweetest and prettiest looking set of peonies, perfect for your boy. you hold them in your hands, carefully, and walk over to the kind cashier. avoiding eye contact, you hand them the money.

“for someone sweet?” she asks, handing you your change as you held onto the flowers with all the hope in the world.

“oh, he is very sweet.” you smiled, thanking the dowdy woman, and ventured off into the spring aroma.

~

“have another strawberry, cutie.” peter offers, popping one in your mouth, booping your nose, causing tiny giggles to escape your lips.

happiness fills his heart as peter hears your adorable laugh, not being able to wipe off his shy smile. the sun beaming onto his fair skin, his freckles were almost too perfect to not look at, every single one of them looking like a field of flowers. which had instantly reminded you, the flowers were sitting carefully in your backpack.

“you know, my lips are gonna be stained red by the end of this date, pretty boy,” you look up at his brown eyes, which symbolizes hope and love to you.

peter sighs heavily, but in an calm and peaceful way, because you always made peter feel the two, “guess i’m gonna have to kiss the sweet strawberry away then, my sweet strawberry.” it was cheesy, so cheesy - but it still made you blush mad, and peter adored it so much. he leans in slowly, planting a sweet kiss on your strawberry stained and blueberry lipgloss lips.

“blueberry, not sure i like that with the mix of strawberries.” peter squints.

“you’re the one that can’t aim, dork.” you teased lightly.

“hush, you. i wanna kiss ya again, if i may.”

“oh my god, shakespeare. just kiss me,” you joked lightheartedly.

before peter leans close, he notices a look on your face; a good one, there’s never a look that isn’t good, every look you have is perfect to him. but this, this was your thinking look. and peter has to know what you were thinking.

“whatcha thinking about?” he raises an eyebrow, lightly brushing his fingers across your shoulder, tracing every detailed freckle he saw, almost like a painting. you were his art. his beautiful art.

you shrug, sheepishly, knowing that what you were thinking was incredibly corny and cheesy, but it was what was on your mind and you knew it wasn’t going to go away until you spoke up.

“i-i just have something for you, that’s all.” you responded, leaning back to grab your backpack.

“whatever it is, i know i’ll love it. not as much as i love you, though.”

 peter rests his cheek in the palm of his hand, his eyelashes flutter as his eyes never left your cute face as he watches you open up your bag, carefully pulling out the bouquet of peonies. you were so incredibly grateful that they didn’t get squished at all.

peter’s sweet, baby brown eyes lit up like all the stars; his heart had its own flowers that were blooming as every second passed.

“peonies...they’re my..”

“favorite flower, yeah.” you finish, a giggle escaping peters lips.

“but..why? what’s the occasion? not that i don’t love that you did this, like, thank you so much, but why?”

you sigh with apprehension , “i-i know it’s kind of silly, i mean a girl giving a boy flowers, yeah it’s weird, but i figured since every friday you give me a different bouquet, i could maybe do the same for you..every sunday?”

“heyy, i could care less if it’s because i’m a boy, i think it’s cute that you did that for me, babe,” he giggles, “y-you know i don’t care about the whole getting things in return, right? i do that because i want to, and i want you to know how special and sweet i think you are.” he finishes, rubbing your arm serenely.

you shrug, “well, then i’m doing the same here. i want you to know how important you are to me, how sweet you are, how cute,” taking a long, nervous breath and closing your eyes, you finish the sentence without skipping a beat. “and...h-how much i love you.”

it’s been said before, many times, and peter knew that. but you had never said it before, and have always wondered if he thought you didn’t feel that way. it was the most perfect and beautiful moment do so.

peter held the bouquet with compassion, admiring the beauty of the flowers .but, of course, nothing was as lovely or beautiful like you. he’d never met anyone as kind as you, of course there was Aunt May who was the queen of kindness, along with Ned, but you, were something different. you had a presence that just made peter want to be a better person, to see the good things and to take risks. to talk more, to listen more; to be with the ones he loved, and you were one he loved.

when you love someone, it’s more than just words; it’s what you do and how you do it. you were shy, very shy, and had a hard time with expressing your true thoughts and feelings, especially with peter. this was a moment, like many, that went right through peters very enlarged and sweet like sugar heart and he got the message perfectly. he didn't receive much, always a giver, but this was perfect.

it had a pastel pink sticky note attached, and in writing, it said, in pink ink,

“for someone sweet. (and, a bit of a dork)

yours forever,

y/n <3.”

you drew hundreds, maybe thousands, of little hearts around the tiny note and that was something peter adored.

after a few moments of comfortable silence between the two of you, peter holds his hand out for you, something that always made you smile, he was always so kind and cared about how you felt, always hoping it was okay with you that he did stuff like kiss you, or in this case hold your hand. “you know, you don’t need to actually tell me,” peter spoke sweetly. “i already know every second i’m with you how much you love me.”

“hmm? how?” you tilt your head slightly.

“just….by being you, and letting me be me. listening to me ramble about the stars or spider-man, or holding me when i’m said..you don’t even have to say it, your actions remind me every day.” peter tells you, his hand reaching over slowly, cupping your cheek ever so gently and rubbing it with the pad of his thumb. “i’m so, so in love with you. and...i-i don’t ever plan to stop.”

“do you plan to finish that last strawberry?” you quip.

peter pouts slightly, but ends up giggling a bit, “have it, cutie. you’re the only sweetness i need in my life.” he boops your nose, setting the flowers carefully to the side.

even though it made you blush, you just scoff as you pop the last strawberry in your mouth, “you fucking dork. my god, pete.”

“only yours?” he smiles, remind you of a sweet puppy.

“only mine, sweet petey.”

peter didn’t have to ask, but he did anyway. he knew he was yours, and you were his. for the rest of your lives, you’d be having sweet moments like these; they’d never get old, and you’d never stop falling in love with each other.

ever.

~

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