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barnesafterglow · 2 years

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in the heat of the moment

summary: your boyfriend doesn't treat you right. bucky knows he won't make the same mistake

pairing: boyfriend's dad!bucky barnes x f!reader

word count: 3.2k

warnings: age gap (not explicit stated but reader is 21, bucky is 40), infidelity (on reader's end), shitty bf, smut (MINORS DNI) [mention of masturbation, oral (f receiving), fingering, hand job kinda, pussy job (i hate saying that), penetrative sex, porn with plot with feelings]

a/n: apparently the thought of kinktober awakened something in me, because i sat down and wrote this in one sitting after not being able to finish anything since may. smut is always out of my comfort zone, but i always need the practice. make sure to reblog and comment if you enjoyed this!

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You knew it was wrong. You knew you should at least break up with your boyfriend first. It was terrible. You both were terrible. But that didn’t mean you were going to stop.

You knocked on the door of the Barnes’ house, already annoyed. Jacob had promised you a movie night, and of course his car wasn’t in the driveway when you pulled up. You only even knocked on the stupid hope that maybe he was here even if his car wasn’t. But even as you walked up the front steps, texting him to ask if he was home, you already knew the answer.

He had just texted you back sorry babe as the door opened. You nearly dropped your phone at the sight in front of you - Mr. Barnes in a sweat soaked shirt and a pair of shorts with an inseam that shouldn’t look so good on a man his age. Half of you wanted to turn around and run back to your car, the other half wanted him to invite you in. Like an angel and devil on your shoulder, each whispered to you, but you knew what you really wanted.

So when he said, “Oh, hey. Jake’s not here, but you can go ahead and come on in,” you brushed both imaginary friends off you and stepped through the doorway.

“Thanks, Mr. Barnes. Jake bailed on me and I had no clue until I got here.”

As you followed him into the kitchen, you tried not to stare as his back muscles moved under the grey of his t-shirt. You wiped at a wetness on the corner of your mouth and hoped the drool was just a figment of your imagination

“How many times have I told you to call me Bucky?” he asked as he pulled a bottle of water from the fridge, taking a sip. This time you couldn’t help stare as a bead of water trailed down his throat.

You shook your head of the filthy thoughts spiraling - like how it would to have that shirt stick to the skin of your back as he bent you over the kitchen counter and fucked your brains out - and scoffed.

“Probably as many times as your son has been an asshole,” you muttered under your breath.

“What was that?” But the half smile on his face told you that he knew exactly what you had said.

“Nothing Mr -, I mean Bucky.” That half smile turned into a full grin that nearly brought you to your knees.

Bucky was, for a lack of better words, a certified DILF. He’d raised Jacob since his mom up and left them when he was three. They had moved to your hometown a year ago, and unfortunately caught Jacob’s eye immediately. At first he was sweet, always doting on you, bringing you little gifts at work, making you smile. Then somehow you ended up here, almost a year later, and you had spent more time with his dad than you had him in months. Every time you came over and Jake had found better plans, Bucky insisted he cook you dinner so you didn’t make the trip for nothing.

Usually, he packed it up and you took several nights worth of meals home with you, but on occasion he would ask you to stay, and you ended up talking for hours.

For a while, you felt weird that you got along better with your boyfriend’s dad than your own boyfriend. Now, you showed up even when you knew Jake would cancel, just to see him for any amount of time.

It started off innocent, really it did. The talks were casual, mundane, about things like how your degree was going and what he was up to at work. Then one night it took a different turn.

You were already two glasses of wine in, even though you should have known this was coming. Jake had forgotten a lot, been distant lately, but you thought for sure you could count on him for your birthday.

Instead, you sat on the couch in his living room for well over an hour, texting him periodically, with no response. You had finally given up, making a move to stand and leave, when Bucky walked through the front door.

His hair was in a disarray, his tie already loosened and the top few buttons of his shirt undone. You knew it must have been a stressful day if he was coming home this late. He took one look at your mascara stained cheeks, and gave a nod towards the couch before disappearing into the kitchen.

You obediently sat back down, and a moment later he emerged with two glasses and a bottle of wine. He poured a healthy amount in each and you both drank the first down in silence. When he poured a second glass and handed it to you, he finally spoke.

“My idiot son?” It was more of a statement than a question. He knew how his son had been treating you, and no matter how much he tried to talk some sense into him, nothing changed.

You nodded, afraid that if you voiced the words then you would crack. The tears were already pushing against your eyes, willing you to let them free. Instead, you swallowed them down and chased them with a healthy sip of wine.

When you had drained half the glass, you finally looked at Bucky, staring into his eyes.

“Your son fucking sucks, Mr. Barnes.” In anger, in frustration, in whatever other emotion overtook you as the wine opened your system, you squeezed your eyes tight and a tear slipped out. You moved to wipe it away, but Bucky was already there.

In a split second, he had moved across the couch and was closer to you than he had ever been before; his thigh pressed close to yours and his thumb stroking the soft skin of your cheek.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered, like he was telling you a secret. “You deserve better.”

You wanted to pretend you imagined the flicker of his eyes down to your lips, that it was the alcohol making you see things. That would make everything easier. But you couldn’t ignore the cool touch of his hand on your thigh, just below where the hem of your dress ended.

“You deserve someone who’ll treat you better.” He sucked in a breath, contemplating his next words. “In every way.”

His fingers inched higher, daring to slip under the fabric, pushing it up just a fraction up your leg. Your eyes flickered from your lap back to his flushed face, dark eyes staring back at you. He wasn’t hiding it now - his gaze on your lips was clear, and he leaned close enough that you could taste his breath. Just another moment and he -

The front door swung up and you both sprung apart. You stood up quickly, and saw Jake walking into the living room on unsteady feet. When you moved forward to help keep him upright, he all but collapsed in your arms. It wasn’t until you had dragged him halfway to the couch that you realized you had no explanation for the two glasses and a half empty bottle of wine. But when you finally laid him down, there was no trace of them - or Bucky - almost like they had never been there at all.

You had planned to break up with him then. It was the last straw of the last straw of the last straw. You knew it as soon as he wasn’t there to greet you that night. But then Bucky snuck through your mind and tugged on a string you couldn’t ignore. So instead of breaking up with your shitty boyfriend, you kept him around for the sole purpose of getting to see his father.

You figured it was only fair after everything he had put you through.

Now, you had to shake your head to get rid of the memory. But alone in your bed at night, when your hand slipped under the sheets and your breaths quickened, all you could think about was that hand on your thigh, those eyes boring into your own.

“Do you want a drink?” His voice pulled you from your own head and you looked up. He was extending his arm, the water bottle still in his hand.

You started to shake your head, declining him, when a rampant idea took hold. So instead of doing what you knew you should, you took the bottle from him. It was ice cold in your hand, and you winced at the thought of what you were about to do.

When you lifted the bottle to your lips, you purposely tipped it too far, letting the cool liquid spill down the front of your top. You yelped from the sudden cold - and you were sure to Bucky it sounded like surprise - and pulled the bottle back, “accidentally” spilling more. You shrugged your jacket off, letting it fall to the floor, and stood in front of Bucky in nothing but a thin white tank top - now soaked completely through.

He had made a move as soon as he heard you shriek, scrambling for a dish towel in a drawer, but when he turned to hand it to you, he couldn’t take his eyes off your chest.

You hadn’t worn a bra, so the entirety of your breasts were on display, so much that he could see the color peeking around your pebbled nipples. He lightly bit his bottom lip, pressing the towel lightly to your exposed skin, curiously careful not to go any lower, though his staring never stopped.

“I, uh,” His words stuck in his throat. “I can grab you a spare shirt if you want to throw that in the dryer.”

“Thank you so much, Bucky,” you said sweetly. Then, before you could talk yourself out of it, you peeled the soaked tank top off and let it fall on the tiled floor.

One of his hands gripped the counter so hard his knuckles were white, while the other clenched into a fist, trying desperately not to reach out and touch you.

“I’m feeling cold from the water.” You took a small step forward, placing one hand lightly on his chest. The heat radiating off of him was a godsend. “Do you think you could help warm me up?”

You could see the thoughts racing through his mind, trying to decide if this was real, if it was a trick, if it was worth it. And he had his answers in the same instant; yes, no, a thousand times yes.

Before you could even begin to question yourself, he had you caged against the kitchen counter, awe in his eyes as he looked down at you.

He still didn’t touch you anywhere except his arms that crowded your body, but you could tell he wanted to. So you gave him a push, slowly moving your hand under the hem of his shirt, feeling the smooth, hard expanse of skin there. You stroked gently, trailing your hand down until they brushed the waistband of his shorts.

It was like a spark lit up in him, and he dipped his head to capture your lips with his own. You immediately moaned into it, your surprise causing you to grip the band of his shorts, pulling them down enough for you to feel the heat of him.

His hands moved, finally, off the counter, to your sides. They squeezed lightly, like he was testing the waters. But you didn’t want timid or careful; you wanted what you had been craving for longer than you wanted to admit. So you pushed your chest against him, your still hardened nipples brushing the soft fabric of his shirt. His hands moved again - one grazed the side of your face, slightly possessive and guiding your kiss, and the other moved to grip your breast. It was a dizzying mixture of dominance and care, and you didn’t think you had ever been so turned on in your life, let alone from just a kiss.

Sick of wasting time, you let your hands move up to tug his shirt, getting as much off of him as you could in the position you were in. When he caught on, he pulled away from you long enough to pull it up and over his head. You were almost as mesmerized by the sight of him topless and he was with you, and you blinked dumbly until he placed a finger under your chin, forcing you to look up at him.

“You have no clue how much I’ve wanted this.” There was emotion radiating from him that you couldn’t name; all you knew was it turned your core into molten lava.

“I think I might have an idea,” was your response, and you pulled him down for another kiss. This one wasn’t like the first - wasn’t slow and searching. No, this one was hot and desperate, all the tension from months of time lost bursting open and shattering across the kitchen tiles.

You looped your hands back into your waistband, trying to get them off, but he pulled away, biting your bottom lip lightly as he did.

“Wanna do this right,” he murmured, lips still close enough that you could feel the moment of them as he talked.

“I don’t care. Just -”

“I do,” he interrupted, a touch of a growl in his voice. Then, without a second of hesitation, he picked you up and threw you over his shoulder as if it was the easiest thing in the world. You squirmed at first, until he placed a light swat to your ass, and then you let him take you wherever he wanted.

When you felt the soft plush of a mattress beneath your back, you didn’t even have time to register the fact that you had never been in his room before. His hands were already on the button of your jeans while he bent down to kiss you again. Once he had them off your legs, he pulled you to the edge of the bed and kneeled before you.

It was nearly enough to make you come at the sight. Here was this beautiful man, one who could have anyone he wanted, kneeling before you like he was ready to worship. His hands roamed your legs, then he let his mouth follow the same trail. He bit lightly on your inner thigh and he spread you further, until you were fully exposed to him.

He watched you in amazement, bringing his hands up to touch you lightly - to spread you apart and see you glisten with wetness for him. You wiggled your hips a bit, almost uncomfortable with the attention you were receiving. Then his lips met your core and any other thought you had was lost to the wind rustling outside.

His expert tongue and the beautiful feel of beard burn was enough to have you panting, gripping the thick strands of hair on his head.

“Bucky,” you gasped. “I’m gonna -”

But he didn’t let you finish your sentence. Instead, he pushed two fingers into you, and you clenched down around them, unable to hold yourself back. He didn’t stop as you rode your high; he let his head rest on your thigh, looking up at you, keeping the pace of his fingers until you finally came down.

When you could finally begin to relax, he pulled his fingers from you, moving so his body hovered above yours.

“Open.”

You obeyed immediately - something about him made you do it without question - and he gently rubbed his fingers on your tongue. You closed your mouth around him, cleaning your own release from him, and when he pulled them out he immediately replaced them with his own lips.

“Knew you’d be fucking perfect,” he said, and you weren’t sure whether it was to you or himself. You didn’t have time to dwell on it because he was moving you like a ragdoll again, positioning you on your back, your head resting in the fluff of pillows, and he placed his body weight over you.

Almost immediately, your hands went to his shorts, wanting desperately for them to finally be off. And he obliged you, more than ready to give you whatever you wanted.

He quickly pulled the shorts off, and once he was back on the bed, he stood on his knees in between your legs, stroking his painfully hard cock. You reached out almost timidly to replace his hand with your own, and at his low groan, you picked up the pace, twisting your wrist and squeezing lightly. He bit his lip harshly, trying to hold back a damn near whimper at the feel of your hands finally on him.

Then he gripped your wrist, stopping you from ending it too short. Again, he laid his body over yours, careful not to crush you, and you felt the length of him rub against you. Both of you moaned into the kiss you shared - you at the feel of him brushing your sensitive clit, him at the slick feel of your wetness coating him. He moved his hips lightly, keeping that momentum going, until the thrusts started to speed up, and his tip caught at your entrance.

“Please, Bucky,” you gasped, moving your hand to grip him, guiding him to where you were willing and waiting. “I want you so bad.”

Unable to resist - not that he would ever want to - he finally sunk into you. Inch by inch, you whimpered at the sweet mixture of pleasure and pain that the stretch of someone so big brought. Bucky had his forehead pressed against yours, breaths heavy and trying not to hurt you. Once he was fully seated inside you, your eyes met his, and a slight nod gave him permission to move.

He started thrusting into you, gradually at first, alternating between kisses to your lips and trailing them down your jaw and neck; it was like he couldn’t bear to go a moment without his lips pressed to you. Then, as the intensity grew, so did his movements. It wasn’t long until you were moaning without restrain, every breath a mixture of his name and whatever expletive your mind could come up with. You wrapped your arms around him, scratching red lines down his back as he buried his face in the crook of your neck.

He was mumbling something over and over, his grip on you tightening.

“Come for me, Bucky. Please, I want you so bad. Fill me up.” He moaned, lifting his head to meet your eyes again, when you said the words that sent him hurtling over the edge.

“I’m yours.”

Nothing could have prepared either of you for the intensity of the shatter. Both of you exploded in sync, sparks flying, flames igniting, threatening to burn the goddamn world down. Bucky was an out of body experience, where your only tether was the feel of his body against your own. He lit you up from the inside; threatened to consume you.

And you would let him.

#bucky barnes #bucky fic #bucky smut #bucky x reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes fic #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes one shot #boyfriend's dad!bucky barnes #mcu #marvel #marvel fanfic #in the heat of the moment #tiff writes

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rinahch · 6 months

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|| PARK JONGSEONG ||

School:

Classmate au - @soobnny

Fluff / wholesome:

Post-nap - @luciathcv // summary: spending a night with bf jay // ☆ ☆

Gingerbread martini - @filmofhybe // ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆

Slow dancing - @www-jungwon // ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆

TFW. - @palajae // ☆ ☆ ☆

Pretty baby - @hoonvrs // ☆ ☆

Special au’s:

Best part - @117luv // synopsis: an embrace from him is all that is needed after a long quidditch practice. // ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆

My father will hear about this - @en-lov // ❛ my father will hear about this, a common sentence heard from the blonde boy. his aura standing out from the rest. why did he started to bully you? and what happens when he takes a specific liking towards you? ❜ // ☆ ☆ ☆

Here always - @soobnny // synopsis. after a failed attempt to get a phone from the teacher’s office, you come back to your barricaded classroom, injured, with jay to patch you up or the “overblown fight because he cares too much” trope // ☆ ☆ ☆

Stuck with me - @yeonzzzn // synopsis: in the middle of the apocalypse, you and jay find each other in a situation of life and death, using the protection of each other to get to the next safe zone. unfortunately for the both of you, things take a turn once secrets get revealed and the fight for survival becomes greater. // ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆

Idol:

Advantages - @yenqa // on jay’s live, fans point out a stuffed animal on his bed, one that seems to be the other piece to your notorious missing pair. as imaginary pieces start to connect for fans, the viewers beg for some kind of interaction. and though you and jay have never met before, why not use this situation to your advantage? // ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆

Situationship:

Up to - @palajae // ☆ ☆

Vampire:

Just bite me, idiot - @yeonzzzn // jay takes you out on a date and spoils you with gifts when the main gift you want is forever… // ☆ ☆ ☆

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coyoteincense · 1 month

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ooo! i have a new interest rn so new scent requests! one for fox mulder and dana scully/general x files vibes and then one for aliens in general! i think it'd be super interesting to see what you come up with :]

omg so sorry for the late answer, my bf is visiting right now so i haven't had a lot of time to reply yet! but here are my thoughts :) note that i haven't actually seen xfiles so this is based off of vibes

for scully:

jasmin rouge by tom ford!

she really gives me a tom ford house enjoyer in general vibe but i learned her actress stated she wore this during an interview and i can absolutely see it. classy as hell and perfect choice imo

now for mulder ... :

french lover by frederic malle

im ngl choosing a fragrance for mulder is a lot more difficult to me. i feel like he'd wear some sort of leather and/or woody heavy fragrance if he were to wear anything

leather by acqua di parma is another choice i'd pick for him! idk why exactly, i just could see a guy like him wearing this

lastly, i recommend indie fragrance maker CherrkasTrunk on Etsy's fan fragrance for him - Files Fragrance

aliens / x-file vibes in general:

okay this is where i can work a little easier because i can get the general vibes and aliens without show knowledge i think (i do really want to watch this show though ik so many people like it...)

fantomas by nasomatto

just....bizarre. smoky, plastic, warm and confusing, like discovering something you feel like you shouldn't have found.

electric dreams by miguel matos

metallic, sweet, plastic. inspired by 80's cyber-futuristic stories. unfortunately it is incredibly hard to get your hands on, which is a shame because it's perfect for xfiles.

blanche bete by les liquides imaginaries

warm, milky, musky. makes me think of a living creature beyond typical human comprehension

matrix metal by the harmonist

clean, soft, yet strange. somewhat ethereal yet grounded in nature simultaneously

the ghost in the shell by etat libre d'orange

citrusy but unsettling. has a clean almost soapy, smooth smell that makes you feel unsafe when it should be comforting. the unknown in a bottle

i hope these give you some ideas!! <3

#request

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hacked-by-jake · 2 years

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Is it weird that now I'm obsessed with Jake and tell everyone my imaginary bf is called Jake? Is it also weird that I screenshot every single interaction with this hacker? And is it even further weird that I'd be happy to meet a real life Jake even if he is wanted by the government and that I'd run off with him?

Afterall, I did tell him "One day would be enough."

No, no and no. None of this is weird, don’t worry. I feel the same way, and so do many others here. And I mean, I recorded the whole game so I can always look it up. That I like Jake, the people I deal with also know. Jake is a great man and I don’t see anything wrong with that. We don’t have to talk about the reasons why we feel this way, do we? As long as you still understand that it is unfortunately only fictitious, everything is absolutely okay. And yes, since I have some followers I have to say this sentence just to make it not too unreal. I don’t like hearing that either, but it’s still important, in my eyes. (Ugh, I feel like a mom xD) But no, it’s not weird, I feel the same way. Jake is just so good and interesting, I think our interest is absolutely normal, understandable and okay. 😌

#mysteriouslover1516 #just talking #jake #hbj dw answers #<3<3<3<3<3<3

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galvanizedfriend · 3 years

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DEFINITELY DEFINITELY DEFINITELY IN FOR THE OUTTAKES, Like maybe a tiny oneshot/drabble collection you update from time to time whenever you feel like with fluff/smut/domestic angst/kc being insufferable/baby eve growing up, is more than welcome, something lighthearted and random if you do not want to delve into s3 which is totally understandable, because that dumpster fire is painful to sit through and especially considering your writing process I wouldnt want anyone to go through that (1)

(2) multiple times, however, one shots that just give us a tiny sneak peek into how eve's family is doing after maybe 3 yrs of relative peace or maybe when eve's a teenager with a bf and klaus going batshit crazy over it, is entrely and wholly welcome, that last fluffy outake you did just engulfs my heart with warmth and tinglies because it's so fcking cute and wholesome, so yeah more of those outtakes are entirely welcome to appear out of nowhere and make our days just a tiny bit fuller. (2)

(3) that being said if you do attempt to write s3 too, i think it's a) gonna take a lot of effor to "fix" and b) it might disrupt the relative peace the second book is apparently going to end with, but is it the most problematic season in dire need of fixing?YES.absolutely, so if you do end up rewriting it, you're a fandom hero and also incredibly patient, I would love to see s3 (would never say no to tw writing) but if you feel averse to it, no pressure, afterll ur in it to enjoy yourself first

Thank you! :) It’s very good to know that you’d be into outtakes. 😊 The only ones I have ever considered are moments that would’ve happened within the story, and some from an imaginary season 3. When i am finished with this fic, depending on how inspired my muse is and also on what the general feeling will be (you never know, maybe people will hate the ending 😂), I’ll consider opening the inbox for some ideas, or maybe coming up with some of my own.

And yes, I have a special hatred for season 3. It’s the one I hate the most, tbh. You can just tell how nobody had any idea where they were going with anything. They were probably under some kind of crazy pressure there and just kept trying different things to see how it would go and it’s so choppy. The story keeps changing direction every two seconds, the characters are totally different from what they’d been presented as so far, the mess they make of Cami is so great I was feeling bad for her and I didn’t even like her. Tristan had the potential to be the best villain out of the bunch and yet he was the one who got axed first, leaving the INSUFFERABLE Lucien and the frankly offensive crazy ex stereotype that is Aurora. It’s insanely bad.

Unfortunately, as my rant probably indicates, I have ALREADY put myself through the pain of rewatching the third season. But all that did was confirm I’m not gonna rewrite that shit into an actual fic. lol I started with the headcanons to kind of see how I’d feel, if there was any hope there, but there isn’t. A better, more creative writer could maybe find a way to fix all that’s wrong with this season, but I am not that person. My headcanons just confirmed that, because even though I tried to kind of move some pieces around, I ended up at the same place with Aurora and Lucien, just with, you know, Klaroline. lol And boy, having to flip Klaus and Elijah in almost every episode is exhausting. And honestly, I just couldn’t be bothered to try that hard. BUT I DIGRESS.

My headcanons are way too long to be posted on tumblr, so I couldn’t even do that. But there might be like a scene or another that I could polish or whatever, if people were interested.

And if you want a rewriting of season 3 that is PERFECTION, I highly recommend Whisper to me, help me remember (I think that’s what it’s called, sorry if I got that wrong, it’s been a while) by @lalainajanes. It’s all you need from TO s3.

#yokan answers #certifieduceraunophile

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bookscapadesblog · 3 years

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Rules for Being a Girl by Candace Bushnell and Katie Contugno (SPOILERS)

I just finished this book about 20 minutes ago and boy do I have some things to say (a lot apparently judging by the size of this post sorry not sorry) That being said, do not read past the flames if you don’t want it to be ruined!

Honestly I’m just gonna jump right into this in a stream of thoughts

Right from the beginning, literally like page 2 this book was relatable when they introduced Bex as the cool and hot younger teacher that everyone had crushes on. If you didn’t have one of those at your school please tell me where you went because my middle and high school had at least 5 I can think off the top of my head

Page 4: Marin’s bf pinches her side when she walks up to their lunch table. Ok cool. My bf pokes me in the side and I do the same all the time. Totally normal.

AND THEN his friend is like “checking to make sure she isn’t getting fat?” And my mouth dropped open and I was like wtf that’s RUDE.

And then I thought about it and realized I have literally heard so many jokes like that from so many guys and it just registers a little differently when you’re reading it on a page.

Me going through my memory banks for every slightly sexist joke I’ve heard in my 25 years of life:

When Bex offers to drive Marin home I’m literally thinking that is so fucking weird why would he do that you’re an idiot you could lose your job

And then he tells her “hey don’t tell anyone I could get in trouble” and I’m like oh you’re a terrible person you know exactly what you’re doing 😑

As soon as Chloe started acting cold about Marin knowing Bex was writing a novel and hanging out with him during her sisters chess tournament I knew something was up. But was it just normal jealousy that her BFF got to hang out with the hot teacher 🤔

Ok. Ride offer #2. You’re literally asking to be fired dude. And then you’re going to take her to your apartment? That’s not weird or anything.

When Bex kissed Marin I was literally sitting there like 🤢 and her stream of thoughts are probably similar to every girl/women who has ever experienced unwanted advances from a guy

My heart was literally breaking when she was replaying it in her head and trying to think about whether she should tell someone but like “it’s just Bex it’s not that big of a deal” so then I was thinking about how this book better end with his ass in jail

AND THEN when she tried to tell Chloe and she basically victim blamed her and told her she was being dramatic and stuff I was like nooooo 😭😭😭 please support your friend

After finishing the book Chloes reaction made sense since she was being manipulated by the same disgusting POS. So now I hate him even more

The part when their principle brings up the poor girl to go through EVERY SINGLE uniform violation in front of everyone was awful

Personally I never had any issues with dress code but that’s because in high school (and still mostly tbh) I had zero fashion sense and was usually in jeans or sweats and a T-shirt 🤷🏻‍♀️

But just like in this book, the dress code was geared to “stop girls from distracting boys with their clothes” 😒😒😒😒😒😒😒

Marin’s editorial for the newspaper titled “Rules for Being a Girl” was spot on. Chances are if you’re a woman you’ve experienced every thing she mentioned at least once. I want to photocopy it and throw it at every male i come in contact with

Obviously Bex was not going to like it because he felt personally attacked by it. Which...ya know...if the shoe fits 🤷🏻‍♀️

And then her boyfriend was such a Dick about it and asked her if she was on her period and then she DUMPED HIM

I was over here like:

And then she calls Bex out for his list of short stories only having white male authors. Like YOU TELL HIM

Side note: this made me think of one of my favorite short stories from English class: The Lottery by Shirley Jackson. Very dark but very good

The part where Marin is helping her sister with her hair and get ready to go out and she convinces her to wear her glasses was so important to me. I’m a big sister too and I’ll be damned if I ever see either of my sisters changing themselves for a man

Ms. Klein is the teacher I would have wanted to be if I was any good at science. Unfortunately I am not so here we are...

Also would like to join a feminist book club (or any book club really) when we’re allowed to see real people again

I like that even though it’s only briefly mentioned, they bring up the fact that there is very little support for girls sports in high school (and honestly college and professionals too).

Gray is the cute, feminist bf every girl needs. He is so supportive. But also I LOLED when he got caught for watching the handmaids tale movie instead of reading the book

Marin’s parents were also so supportive of her and placed all the blame exactly where it belonged...on the pervy teacher

When Bex was investigated and didn’t get in any sort of trouble after Marin told the principle I was disappointed but not surprised which is sad

When Chloe got angry at Marin and started pulling away I kinda guessed that she was seeing Bex

When Marin didn’t get into Brown because of Bex I was so angry. And then he had the AUDACITY to say she tried to ruin his life?!? SIR YOU RUINED YOUR OWN LIFE TRYING TO HOOK UP WITH YOUR STUDENT

He deserved worse than her painting on his stupid car

Pushing Jacob into lockers? Yes keep going

Me at this point:

I was sad when she freaked out and broke up with Gray but understood where she was coming from but still I was like 🥺

Learning that Chloe had been in a relationship with Bex wasn’t a surprise but still sucked. Their editorial together was a powerful move since he was in charge of the school paper

I’m glad Chloe pressed charges and hope Bex, though imaginary, spends lots of time in prison and his life is ruined 🥰

Basically this was a great Women’s History Month read and I’d recommend it to any one and everyone. It does a great job of showing the subtle sexism women and girls experience that’s become so completely normal people barely bat an eye.

Anyway, girl power, ovaries before brovaries, chicks before dicks etc

#books #reading #bookblogger #young adult #read ya #booklr #rules for being a girl #candace bushnell #katie cotugno

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magilitness · 6 years

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just jumbled thoughts as usual

Sometimes I wonder whether I truly love someone or was it just hormonal. I can’t differentiate it because I am always in denial. I deny my thoughts whenever my heart racing like crazy whenever he is near me, whenever he laugh and have an eye contact with me. I don’t know was it love or could it be that I was just being hormonal? I try as much as possible to be neutral around him like I used to when he wasn’t single. I’ve read somewhere that the first attraction from a person is availability. I try so hard to not control my smile or laugh when I’m around him because I wanted to convince myself that he would just see me as a friend, nothing more. Isn’t it better to be in love secretly rather than being vulnerable and tell the world about how you feel towards someone?

Sometimes, I also wonder what if you fall in love again with someone after your marriage? Marriage is a gamble, my mom said that. You would never know whether he is the right one or not and you might regret later but what else can you do? One thing I know about my heart is that it will only fit one special guy. But, I don’t know when will someone I like will like me back. Maybe yes, I should have more confidence in myself. Maybe confidence is an attraction that I don’t own.

Okay, let me be clear about one thing. If I befriend with a guy, it was because I purely wanted to be his friend but in case for this guy, he is just fcking perfect. He is someone that I want to have in my life. His personality and attitude towards things are just something that I wish I can learn from. It’s just unfortunate because there are so many things that would hinder my imagination from coming real. Maybe, it’s better to keep the feeling as a secret crime, maybe I would still learn from him that way. The things that I feel might just be hormonal. I don’t know what’s love anymore. Maybe because I don’t really have it in me. I need to know myself, to love myself so that I can speak up for myself. Also for me to know and differentiate between imaginary love and real love. Between the thin line of friendship between a male and a female to whatever the society categorised what a male and female should be in a relationship. I need to say this out loud so that it would sound sane in my mind and by saying it out loud, means writing for me. I need to put this somewhere out there for me to know that I am doing a vulnerable thing like putting up myself to the public even though this blog is only known to my close friends. A person said that she adore me because of my bravery but I don’t feel the same. The truth is, I am a coward of my own life. I am a big loser. Sometimes I feel like I need people to listen to me and do what I wanted them to do because sometimes I feel like people do not take me seriously. There is always something wrong with me whenever I’m being hyped, it’s either my behaviour is too annoying or my voice is just too high pitch that I sound like a child instead of a mature adult who supposedly can control herself in public or whatever maturity really means. Ugh, sucks.

Everything sucks in adulthood. Now I am not really sure why exactly I feel excited 10 years ago, to enter adulthood, to live on my own blabla. Is everyone like me? Immature, naive thinking. No, certainly not. There are people who got matured since their teenage years, or even before that.

As I got older, I know that I have not tried so many things, have not visited so many places and not experiencing a good love life as what I have always imagined during my younger years. I have read somewhere that love when you’re ready, not when you feel lonely. Not until you are comfortable to be alone can you have someone in your life to fill the void that you think comes with physical fulfilment. I think I am too comfortable to be alone now that I think having someone by my side would be a trouble for me, even though, initially, I think my soul needs to be loved by someone and I need to love someone unconditionally. I enjoy watching movies in the cinema alone, go to eat at the restaurant alone, I know that I am enjoying my life even though I don’t have someone to accompany me. I know that I am capable of making myself feel happy without someone who calls me his. There are times when I feel like I do not want to get married. For some people, marriage is just a legal contract between two persons who promise to leave their wealth to the other person when they die. I don’t share that idea of marriage but I do think that marriage is for committed people. Forget the case where people got into arranged marriage, I’m talking about the marriage that two genuine person who meet each other in their 20s or 30s and in love enough that they choose to promise each other to be loyal and truthful to each other to get into a legal relationship called marriage. If I can give a definition not one that’s defined by my religion, I would call it ultimate decision in life that someone has to make. Anyway, now that I write about these things, I feel a tremendous feeling that actually I think I am alright being like this. Although I do like him. I should not expect that he will like me back for whatever reason he has, right? Why would I spend the time to think about how should I change to be more attractive to just attract the attention of this one person. As long as I am happy with the quality that I have, I think I’ll be fine. It does not mean that I don’t have something in me that I want to improve, it’s just I think, maybe if I being satisfied with the things that are not in my control,i.e: the person you like to like you back, I’ll be happier. Having a bf is not everything either so I should not worry about it. When the time comes, he will appear in front of me LOL okay, I shall not expect anything about this matter because I might be disappointed later.

Jodoh is His mystery. I shall let myself be surprised and shall not be wondering about it. When the time is right, anything can happen. I hope for the best. May the odds forever in my favor.

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onlyjihoons · 7 years

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concert sonata;p.j.h

synopsis: you bring your boyfriend along to a dance concert to support your best friend, and unbeknownst to you, your dance classmates and annoying cousin are there to tease you and your boyfriend.

warnings: childish banter, sinful amounts of fluff

genre: fluff

a/n; ok tbh i had this idea as soon as i came back from my friend’s concert,, shy jihoon and bf!jihoon cough @ myself is also something i want to see too!!!! and also for the lack of pd101 scenarios on tumblr :”) p.s i had a hard time choosing between jihoon and daehwi and my loyal ass and my friend picked jihoon,, im sorry daehwi i promise you will have a fic of your own too

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“Please?” You donned on your cutest puppy-dog eyes as you pleaded your boyfriend to accompany you to your best friend’s dance concert.

“No.”

“Why?” You frowned.

“Do you want your boyfriend to get caught having a girlfriend?”

“No one can see your face in the theatre, as long as you don’t freaking wink at people, Jihoon,” You rolled your eyes.

Jihoon snorted, “What has my wink got to do with this?”

“You’re the wink boy, who knows how many hearts you stole with that stupid wink,” You huffed, folding your arms.

An affectionate grin spread across Jihoon’s lips, as he hugged you lovingly, “I’m kidding babe, I’ll come with you.”

“Really?” Your eyes brightened up, as he giggled at your cute actions.

“Yes, I will.”

You placed a sweet peck on the boy’s lips, “You’re the best,”

Jihoon winked, “I know.”

With that, you pulled away instantly while rolling your eyes once again, “I’m breaking up with you.”

“Thank god you don’t dress as bad as people describe you to be,” You muttered under your breath as you spotted your boyfriend walking your way.

Jihoon was in a simple white stripped pullover with classic skinny ripped jeans, a pair of round framed glasses sitting on the bridge of his nose and a black beret nestled comfortably on his head. To be honest, he actually looked good as compared to the “fashion terrorist” label that was thrown onto him.

“Babe?” Jihoon waved his hands frantically in front of your face, “Why are you staring at me like that? Do I look bad? I can go home to change--”

You placed a finger on his lips, shutting him up, “Shh, you look fine. Okay, correction, you look good.”

“You’re not lying to me right?”

“Nope. I’m serious.” You shook your head as you smiled.

“I swear if people stare at me weirdly I’m--”

You silenced the doe-eyed boy with a sweet peck, which made his eyes dilate as big as saucers as the tips of his ears began to turn red.

“I’m hungry, let’s find something to eat~” You linked your arms with your now stunned boyfriend(with a stupid grin plastered on his face), as you dragged him around the mall to find food to fill your growling stomach.

“I told you no one would recognise you,” You assured Jihoon with a pat on his back when the lights in the concert hall dimmed.

Jihoon hummed, as he placed his arm around your shoulders droopily. Your heart was palpitating wildly, even the slightest display of affection from Jihoon could make your heart run wild. Nonetheless, you nestled your head into Jihoon’s shoulders, as the curtains were raised to commence the first performance.

Just as Jihoon was about to place a light peck on your forehead, you heard someone whisper your name from the back. You whipped your head around, it was your classmate in your dance class. Jihoon turned his side slightly, but he whipped his head back facing the front as soon he saw your alarmed expression. It totally slipped your mind that your dance friends were there to support your best friend too. You may have ditched them to have dinner with your boyfriend, which you were slightly guilty of.

“Y/N!” Your friend smirked, “Who’re you with?”

“Uhh my...” You bit your lip to come out with the best relation you could think of, “cousin!”

Unfortunately, your friend didn’t quite buy that, as she whispered playfully to the rest of your classmates seated beside her, “I don’t think your cousin will kiss you in a concert hall, at a dance concert.”

“Fine... he’s my boyfriend okay?” You huffed, as they giggled a little too loudly for your liking, “Let me enjoy the concert in peace will you?”

You turned your head back towards the stage, and slumped in your seat, as heat rose up to your cheeks. Jihoon saw your dejected expression, he interlocked his hand snugly into yours, as his thumb drew calming circles on the back of your palm.

As soon as the emcee announced an intermission, you dragged Jihoon out of the concert hall as fast as you could towards the toilets, in hopes that you wouldn’t bump into your friends.

“Luckily they don’t watch Produce,” You sighed as Jihoon placed a comforting arm around your waist, “ Or you’ll be dead.”

“They will find out about me, sooner or later,” Jihoon grimaced, “And I’m not worried about it at all, about them knowing that I’m on Produce.”

“What about your company?” You pouted, as you waited in line for the toilet, “Aren’t they against dating?”

“I told them about it,” Jihoon confessed, “They were fine with it, honestly, I was shocked when they supported it.”

“Please don’t tell me to break up with you when our relationship goes public,” You squeezed his cheeks playfully.

“I won’t,” Jihoon laughed as he pried your hand away from his cheek. A buzzing sensation could be felt in your bag, you frowned as you fished for your mobile phone. If it was your friend, you were ready to hang up. But it wasn’t her.

It was your cousin.

You never really hated your cousin, to be fair. 3 years younger than you are, she truly tested your patience to your limits. The thought of your cousin attending your best friend’s concert slipped your mind as well, since it was her school’s dance concert, after all.

Being the filial niece you were to your aunt, you grudgingly picked up the phone.

“Hello?”

“Y/N!” Your cousin chirpped, “Are you at Y/B/F/N’s dance concert?”

“Yes I am,” You admitted, “What is it?”

“Where are you?”

“I’m...” Jihoon pointed to the male toilet, which was currently empty, and mouthed, “I’ll be back.”, you nodded as you grimly replied your cousin, “ at the toilet near the cafe.”

“I’ll see you there in 3 minutes.” With that, she hung up the phone.

“She’s so rude...” You mumbled.

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As you finished doing your business, you were greeted by your smiling cousin. You smiled back out of manners, as you pushed the tap knob harshly to wash your hands.

“Are you here for Y/B/F/N?”

“Yeah I am.”

“Are you with your friends?”

“Sorta.”

“Sorta?”

“I’m actually here with my boyfriend,” You gritted your teeth, “And yes, my mom knows about him.”

“Really?” She raised her eyebrows, “You’re not bringing up one of your another imaginary “oppas” to shake me off, aren’t you?”

“You’ll know when you see him,” You smiled sweetly as you exited the toilet with your cousin.

“Babe, what took you so long-- oh.” Jihoon complained as soon as he saw you, then kept quiet when he saw your cousin beside you.

Your cousin’s jaw went slack, you smirked, she was definitely not expecting the Park Jihoon to be your boyfriend, at all. You knew that she was an avid viewer of Produce, by the various snaps on her snapchat story.

“Meet Jihoon, my dear cousin, and meet my cousin, Jihoon.”

After the concert, Jihoon was still a blushing mess when he met your cousin, and he toned down on the skinship a whole lot. You smiled, shy Jihoon was cute, and you haven’t seen him in a while. Your friends saw him as well, they all wished you and Jihoon would last forever, and all those sappy stuff. That made him a lot more shy, hiding his face in your shoulders, unable to face anyone.

“You’re so cute when you’re shy,” You hummed as you hugged your shy boyfriend.

“Shut up,” Jihoon whined as he pouted, making you giggle.

“Nope, not gonna shut up,” You stuck out your tongue as Jihoon’s jaw dropped.

“What if I can shut you up?” Jihoon stopped in his tracks, holding your hands in his.

“How?”

“Like this,” Jihoon leaned in swiftly, softly kissing your tinted lips. You smiled into the kiss slightly, as Jihoon pulled back slowly.

“Did that shut you up?” Jihoon looked at you earnestly.

“For the sake of you, yes.” You smiled.

For the first time in 2 hours, Jihoon’s face was decorated with a grin of endearment, all the way home.

#park jihoon #produce 101 scenarios #produce 101 season 2 #produce 101 #maroo entertainment #fluffy writes

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thats-pucking-amazing · 7 years

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Wisdom Teeth Trouble (Artemi Panarin)

“We’re gonna get married,” you crooned in a singsong voice. “Me and my love.”

Your best friend giggled from the passenger seat and turned to look back at you. “Who are you going to marry Y/N?”

Your vision fuzzed briefly before you refocused on her face. “Artemi Panarin silly. He’s my boyfriend.” Both your mom and best friend cracked up in laughter. You narrowed your eyes at them “What’s so funny?” You didn’t understand why that just made them laugh harder.

“Did you just try to ask what’s so funny?” Y/BF/N wandered.

“What do you mean try? I’m not drunk.” You crossed your arms across your chest.

“No, you’re not drunk but you’re definitely high.” You gasped at the words of your mother.

“I would never in my life do the drugs mother. I am an innocent Christian lady. I have never even looked at a real life marijuana.” A fresh round of chortling went through the car. “Artemi wouldn’t laugh at me,” you pouted.

“Your imaginary boyfriend?” Y/BF/N teased.

Your mouth dropped open. “He is not imaginary. See?” You showed her your phone. “He’s right there.” You blindly jabbed at the screen.

“Oh, Y/BF/N that’s her favorite hockey player. She doesn’t seem to realize that he doesn’t know who she is,” Your mother whispered to her. She bit her lip as she realized you’d heard what she said. “Uh-oh. I think she’s upset.”

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE DOESN’T KNOW ME!?” You shouted. “He’s my boyfriend. We’re supposed to get married.” Whimpering you petted your screensaver and looked back towards the ladies in the front. “He loves me right?”

“Of course he does, babes.” Y/BF/N quickly reassured. “He loves you very much.” You drunkenly nodded at her affirmation. As your vision faded to black you heard a faint whisper. “This is soooo going on Youtube.”

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“I still can’t believe you put that online.” Y/BF/N and you were talking over brunch in the local diner. “It had over two million views!” You hissed.

“I don’t know why you’re so upset. That’s two million people who know who you are. That have seen your pretty face.” She pinched your cheek as if to prove that it was indeed a cute face.

“No, what they saw was me high on painkillers with a swollen face and gauze in my mouth.”

“That’s just an added bonus.” At your look she shrugged. “Maybe just a bonus for them,” she added sheepishly. You sighed and leaned back in your seat. It’d already been shared over five thousand times, there was nothing you could do.

You pulled out your phone and checked the video views again. It was almost to three million and it had been up for less than 72 hours. You opened Facebook and your heart sank.

“Y/BF/N THE FRICKIN’ NHL JUST POSTED THE VIDEO!” You shouted!

“Really?! That’s so cool!” She quickly opened her phone. “I mean…that’s so awful for you.” You made a face that showed your feelings on her fake sympathy.

“You’re in so much trouble.” You downed the rest of your now lukewarm tea and stood up. “I have to get to class. Talk to you later?” She nodded her affirmation and you walked out into the brisk fall weather.

As you walked toward class your phone rang. It was a Chicago area code, but not a number you recognized. As you often did, you answered, purely because you would wonder who it was if you didn’t.“

"Hello?”

“Yes, may I speak to Y/F/N Y/L/N please?” It was a male voice on the other line.

“Speaking. May I ask who is calling?”

“Yes, my name is Adam Rogowin. I’m the head of the Blackhawks PR team. I have an offer for you.” Did you hear that correct?

“I’m sorry. Did you just say you were on the Blackhawks PR team?” You questioned.

“Yes,” he chirped back. “Anyway, back to my offer. I’m sure you’re aware of how popular that video of you post wisdom teeth removal is…”

Your face screwed up. “Unfortunately, I am.”

Adam gave a light chuckle, “Well, the rest of the PR team and I loved it. So, we were wondering…if you would like to come to a game, sit in between the benches and get to meet some of the players before the game. Free of charge.”

“Are you kidding me?!” You gasped. “You’re kidding right?”

“No, I’m completely serious. Would tonight’s game work? We’d like to strike while the iron is hot.”

“I would love to. Can I bring my friend?”

“Of course. Please arrive at the UC by 3:00 to provide ample time.”

“Yes sir. Thank you so much!” You hung up the phone and quickly dialed Y/BF/N. “You won’t believe what I have to tell you.”

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You and Y/BF/N walked towards the doors of the UC. You were practically shaking with excitement. The door was opened before you got there by a thin man with dark brown hair.

“Hi, I’m Adam. We spoke on the phone earlier.” He shook both of your hands quickly and began to lead you down the hall. “So, we’ll be having some cameras there to take video and pictures. You can talk and take pictures with the players for about an hour and then we’ll take you to your seats for the game.”

“That sounds fantastic. Thank you so much.” You earnestly told him.

“I think the person we both owe thanks to is your friend.” You looked towards Y/BF/N who smiled at you smugly. You stuck your tongue out at her before Adam opened the door. Inside were some of your hockey idols. They quickly rose to greet you and Y/BF/N.

The hour passed quicker than you would have liked but you got to talk and take pictures with almost all of the players. The only one you ironically hadn’t seen yet was Artemi. As you finished up taking pictures with Artem Anisimov you saw Y/BF/N head out signalling that she was heading to the restroom. You vehemently thanked the players once again as the door opened. You turned around expecting to see Adam, ready to take you to your seat, instead you came face to face with Artemi Panarin.

He gave a sheepish smile before speaking in Russian, “Sorry, I’m late. My alarm was too quiet.”

Anisimov turned to you, “He said-”

You interrupted. In Russian. “I know what he said. I’m double majoring, Russian is one of them.” Anisimov smiled at you before gesturing towards Artemi who was looking at you.

“Hi, I’m Y/N.” You said.

“I’m Artemi.” He gave a slight smirk. “I liked your video.” You groaned and leaned your head back.

“That was so embarrassing. I promise I don’t actually act like that.”

The smirk became more pronounced, “Am I still your screensaver?”

Your face flushed to match the color of the jersey you were wearing. His jersey. “I mean technically, Kane is in the picture, too.” The two of you exchanged some more teasing banter before Adam eventually came to lead you to your seats.

Giving Artemi one last smile you turned to follow Adam. A hand grabbed yours. You turned back to face Artemi, who hadn’t released your hand yet.

“Will you meet me after the game? Go get a late dinner?” He asked as his cheeks slightly colored.

“I would love that.” You couldn’t wait.

Let me know what y'all think!! I really enjoyed writing that. Let me know any requests you have! DM or comment, it doesn’t matter to me.

*This has not been edited*

#NHL #chicago blackhawks #artemi panarin #panarin #imagines #player x reader #humor

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raganandhersurveys · 5 years

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7/23/19~LXXXII

Do you ever eat when you aren’t particularly hungary?

•yeah sometimes i eat when i’m bored which is habit i should probably break

Have you ever gone up a mountain on a train?

•can’t say i have

What is your favorite hot beverage?

•cappuccino

Do you have an alter ego? Describe them:

•yeah buttttt let’s not talk about it ;)

What was your imaginary friend called when you were a child?

•i don’t remember if i had one or not

Can you see the stars at night where you live?

•yeah for the most part

Where do you live?

•nc

Is there anyone you just can’t get out of your head?

•my bf :)

Do you prefer cats or dogs? Why?

•i hate this question because i’ve had both and loved them equally. all of my pets have been very affectionate and sweet

One thing you’d like to achieve this year?

•good grades all year

Food: Are you more adventurous or do you stick to what you know?

•depends on my mood honestly. sometimes i’ll try new stuff and sometimes i won’t

Are you a hoarder of useless items?

•not really

What color do you think suites you best? Is this your favorite color?

•yellow,olive green, and some shades of purple. my favorite color is tiffany blue so no

Is there anything(out of the obvious) that makes you feel really ill?

•certain foods like meatloaf

Do you know both of your biological parents?

Which one do you prefer?

•yes and i love them equally

If you could intern anywhere, where would you choose?

•either the life of an actress because that’s my ultimate dream or a family therapist which is what job i’d like if the acting doesn’t work out lol

When was the last time you wrote so much your finger ached?

•writing the rough draft of an english paper like 3 months ago

Do you store a lot of pictures you’ve taken that no one else has seen?

•yeah cause i usually don’t show people my camera roll lol

Do you prefer film or digital pictures?

•i love both honestly. like film pictures will last as long as you have them and are more sentimental but digital ones are easier

When was the last time you felt inferior?

•when i went with my bf to the gym lmaoooo. he goes every day and i only go like twice a week

Do you bump into things often?

•yeah i’m pretty clumsy

When did you first start using the internet?

•like 4 maybe

Were you ever a member of the Scouts/Girl Guides/Something similar?

•nope

Do you prefer camping or staying in hotels?

•definitely hotels

Do you have any family traditions for certain holidays? Which?

•we always see christmas lights at christmas. and we usually put up our christmas tree the first weekend in november. other than that everything else’s is probably pretty normal

Do you prefer lip balm that tastes or smells of something? Or maybe neither?

•it really doesn’t matter to me

What is something you think about yourself that nobody agrees with?

•i think i’m pretty funny bahaha but ya know ig not really :))

What about something people think of you that you don’t agree with?

•if anyone ever says i’m really pretty i’m like ‘uhhh you lookin at the right person?’

Do you enjoy flying? What’s your (least) favorite part?

•i really do! i don’t like the cramped space tho

What colour are your eyes? Do you like them?

•hazel and yeah i do

Have you ever had braces?

•nope

Name one of your hobbies:

•acting

How minty is your toothpaste?

•not super minty

What design is on your calender this year?

•i don’t have one

Do you collect anything? What?

•i have a lot of jewelry but i don’t really collect it

Do you keep a diary? What sort of things do you write in it?

•this kinda is my diary lol

Are you prone to headaches?

•omlllll yesssss. it seems like i get one every other day

Do you enjoy clowns/street performers or are they creepy to you?

•they’re super creepy to me

What is your favorite type video game?

•mario kart lmao

Do you believe everything you hear or do you take it with a pinch of salt?

•honestly it depends on who says it and how crazy it sounds

What’s the weather like where you live?(All year round, not today)

•so.fuckin.humid

Have you ever had a teacher who would just babble about nothing?

•bahaha yes. my fave teacher tended to do that but it was more like small debates about topics so it was very interesting

Do you ever look at a word and think that it looks odd?

•yup

Do you prefer getting news online, from a paper, or from the TV?

•the couple of times that i actually look at the news it’s online

The shoes you wear the most often: What do they look like?

•my birkenstocks are tanish green color

When was the last time you climbed a tree?

•i honestly don’t think i ever have

Did you enjoy playing HopScotch when you were younger?

•yes

Are you good at keeping your house clean?

•well i don’t own a house since i’m 16 but i do keep my room clean

Can you play any instruments?

•unfortunately not

Do you prefer chocolate or fruity flavored candy?

•i guess chocolate

#survey #82

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kasnudel · 7 years

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1, 8, 9, 10, 12, 18, 22, 24, 25, 26, 29, 30, 32, 36, 47, 51, 58, 59, 65, 73, 79, 86, 96, 97 please? (you dont have to answer all of these)

1) What's your middle name?Iona8) What's your hair colour?Brown but sometimes I'd like to think that it looks a little ginger9) What's your eye colour?Brown but sometimes I'd like to think that there's a little green in them (it's weird I know)10) Do you wear contacts/glasses?Yes I wear glasses. I've had to wear them since I was about 4 I think12) What's your favourite animal?I really like snakes, especially cobras, anacondas and black mambas (my patronus is actually a black mamba) but I also really like seals especially harp seals18) What's your sexual orientation?I'd say asexual but I really have no idea22) What were you like when you were a kid?I was a very weird kid. I can't quite put my finger on why but I think it's because I was very awkward and when I was around 4 or 5 and maybe even a bit older I couldn't always communicate my thoughts to my classmates so I said something that wasn't quite what I meant and people then thought I was even weirder than I am24) What last made you laugh?We were watching this old music programme and U2 came on and my dad just said "careful" and I just cackled like the weirdo I am (if you don't understand I can explain but it really isn't that funny)25) What's your favourite word? I have no idea but if I have to choose I'd say Rhabarberbarbarabarbarbarenbartbarbierbierbarbärbel and it's basically just a long german word that functions as a tongue twister26)What's your least favourite word?Geek. It's a bit strange because some people might describe me as one but I really prefer the word nerd. Another word I don't like is liquid and again I can't put my finger on why.29) What's your starsign? Capricorn ♑ (I think that's the symbol for capricorn)30) What are your favourite books? I started reading a Series of Unfortunate Events and I really like the style. I also really like the whole Harry Potter series and also the Ranger's Apprentice32) Do you like to dance?I went to a dance course type thing for 8 years and it was fun but the last two years didn't feel like I was doing it because I enjoyed it but because I had been doing it for so long and it would've been weird if I stopped. And I only dance when I know I'm on my own and no one can see me. 36) Do you have any phobias?No. I am scared of a lot of things but I wouldn't call any of them phobias.47) Have you ever had a crush on a fictional character?Yes? Kind of? It was more " I want you to be my friend" than "I want to date you"(It was Quicksilver)51) What's your favourite type of food?I really like Gnocchi with gorgonzola sauce but I also really like rice pudding or Lebkuchen or just any other kind of biscuit58) What talent do you wish you had been born with?The ability to express myself properly and explain my thoughts in words so other people can understand what I'm trying to tell them. I still can't do it properly and it often just results in me not saying anything59) What's your saddest memory?I'd have to say that it's this one time when I was 7 or 8 and I went outside to go to school but then I saw that one of our rabbits was dead. I could go into a little more detail but that isn't exactly nessecary 65) What are three things most people don't know about you?I have whole story in my head and I would really like to get it done but school gets in the way and I can't always put the scenes into wordsI haven't been sure if I'm actually a girl or not for nearly three years now and I'm not sure if I should tell anyoneI'm not sure if this counts but when people meet me for the first time they kind of assume that I'm into calm music or smooth jazz or classical music or things in that kind of direction. But when they find out I really enjoy bands like Metallica or AC/DC they assume I only like music in that direction. But that also isn't true because my taste in music is so broad that I like things from mumford & sons to Adele to muse to Metallica and rammstein. 73) If you have a bf/gf what is your favourite thing about him/her? There is a distinct lack of boyfriends/girlfriends in my life so sadly this question is irrelevant79) If you had to go back in time and change on thing, what would it be?I haven't really thought about it so I'm not really sure what to say but I guess it would've been better if my younger self hadn't been such a dick all the time86) Have you ever had an imaginary friend? Not as far as I know. Unless toys count because then yes. Many in fact96) Describe yourself in one wordIntriguing 97)Describe yourself in one sentenceI'm not the biggest fan of people, but if I feel like I can (try to) speak my mind around you I will at first doubt that you actually enjoy my company and then open up to you in ways that I have trouble doing around everyone else.Well that was fun. It made me think about parts of me that I hadn't really given much thought so these things are actually pretty useful for me aswell so thanks for all those questions. (There might have been some kind of glitch but I have no idea what to expect so I can't really warn or apologise for anything)

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27, 30, 31, 36, 40, 41, 45, 46, 57, 65, 66, 83, 113, 114, 117, 124, 128, 136, 148, 149, 152, 168, 171, 175, 180, 187, 197, 202, 209, 217 have fun~ :))

27. Do you have any “rules” about food?

no meat. other than that, i don’t care.

30. What do you think you’re really good at?

giving advice? i think a lot of people have told me i give good advice.

31. What do you think you’re really bad at?

i’m bad at consoling people when they cry. i always struggle to find words that they want to hear.

36. Has someone ever spread a nasty rumor about you?

nahh. i’m super boring and tbh, i’m not close to people enough that they’d have anything to say.

40. What do you think about the most?

I....actually have no idea. Probably about whether I have homework or not LOL

41. Share 2 habits:

I can’t sleep without the bed being made and

I never wear clothes that show a lot of skin. idk i just feel uncomfortable showing too much skin. ;;

45. Is your life anything like it was two years ago?

absolutely not. i don’t even think my life is the same from a month ago.

46. Do you replay things that have happened in your head?

if it was painful/humiliating, then yes unfortunately ;;

57. An unknown fact about your life:

i didn’t start doing my eyebrows until about two months ago.

65. Weird things you do when you’re alone:

i talk to myself. a lot actually and it’s a little scary so recently i’ve been trying to stop myself

66. Something you do without realising:

i start thinking of imaginary and completely unrealistic/nonsensical scenarios and then zone out of conversations.

83. What is your favorite flower?

i love chrysanthemums and sunflowers. Q_Q

113. Something you’ve lied about.

my grades. i always feel a sense of shame if i’m not doing well in a class.

114. Have you ever felt replaced?

no because i don’t make enough of an impact on people that they I would feel replaced. (i’m not being depressing but i rly do tend to live life this way)

117. Story of your first kiss?

my bf had asked me out the night before and during lunch the next day, we took a walk in the back of the school and he kissed me near the swimming pool.

124. Do you believe in soul mates?

i believe in having many soulmates so sort of but not really!!!

128.Are looks important in a relationship?

i want to say no, but they play a role in the initial attraction for me!! but after that they hardly matter o:

136. If the person you like says they like someone else, what would you say?

“i hope it works out with the person you like!”

148. Is there someone you will never forget?

mmmm i don’t forget people who i’ve been close to in the past. probably the first boy i ever liked enough to feel sad about when rejected.

149. Say five ways to win your heart:

omg i don’t even think there’s 5!!

having a good sense of humor/being funny

lots of skinship/flirting a lot

complimenting me on small things

smiling a lot or just being positive whenever possible ;;

this is all s.coups. literally just be s.coups that’ll win my heart.

152. What is the sexiest thing someone could ever do for/to you?

ahHhH like...taking care of me? like cooking for me or cleaning for me when im least expecting it

168. The last time you felt jealous, and why?

my roommate because she doesn’t have to worry about money or how expensive things are.

171. Do you forgive betrayal?

if it was for my own good, then yes. otherwise no.

175. A description of the person you dislike the most:

someone who isn’t straightforward, someone who talks behind the backs of people they are friends with, someone who is rude to others for no reason whatsoever and starts fights when things could have been settled in a more civil fashion. someone who begs for attention. someone who disregards their parents ESPECIALLY when they’re making shitty life choices. someone who pokes fun at people’s insecurities. someone who uses racial slurs and hides behind the “POC” excuse. okay lots of things but typing this out is literally making me angry.

180. Share a relationship story:

my boyfriend doesn’t know his way around indian food very well. he basically went to an indian restaurant like 2 weeks ago with a friend and was trying to describe to me what he ate. he said “a triangle” and so i thought he was talking about SAMOSAS. and he shook his head saying that he knew it wasn’t a samosa. in the end i deduced that hE WAS TALKING ABOUT MASALA DOSA. I LAUGHED UNTIL I FELL ON THE FLOOR IN TEARS AND HE WAS SO ANNOYED WITH ME BDSF\SDHVBF

ok sorry this story is way funnier if you know what im talking about

187. A song that’s been stuck in your head:

“give me everything” by pitbull (kill me)

197. If you had to go back in time and change one thing, what would it be?

my attitude towards learning when i was in high school! i think a lot of my problems would have been nonexistent had i changed my attitude towards school and learning!!!

202. What is the first curse word that comes to mind?

“fuck”

209. A drunken story:

none actually! i’ve never gotten drunk. my ROOMMATE however, got so drunk at a party once that when she got home at 2 am and i was SLEEPING, she held my hand and kept telling me she loved me and i kept begging her to let me sleep LMFAOOO

217. Do you believe in fate/destiny?

well i believe in karma and the theory technically expands into fate/destiny to an extent, so yes!

send me some personal ass questions

#personal questions #Anonymous

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