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darlingyanderes · 3 years

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Hello! If it's alright, could I request an Omegaverse scenario? I was thinking Alpha!EraserMic capturing an Omega Vigilante who's usually cold and stubborn like a feral cat, but when her heat hits she's just all over them and desperate for attention.

Thanks in advance ♡

Thank you for your request! Yet again my two braincells thought ‘EraserMic?? That’s such a familiar name, but who is it again???’ smh lololol I hope you enjoy what I wrote for you :)

Warnings: NSFW, omegaverse, heat

Word count: 691

Trapped - Yandere!Alpha!Aizawa Shouta x Fem!Omega!reader! x Yandere!Alpha!Hizashi Yamada (NSFW)

Cursing, (Y/N) quickly turned another corner in the maze of tight alleyways. She loved helping others in need, especially if heroes are bothering them, but it turns out she’s the one in need of help right now.

She should’ve guessed that helping others escape from a robbery would’ve gotten her attention from heroes, but she didn’t guess that they’d be so determined to catch her. She swore she’d been running for almost 30 minutes now but there was still no sign of her pursuers giving up. To make it all worse, she’s been having a weird fever all day too.

(Y/N) quickly stopped in her tracks before she faceplanted into a brick wall. A dead end.

Just my luck.

Shifting her weight on this foot and that, she turned around, but she could already hear two sets of footsteps approaching rapidly. All the gears in her head were working overtime trying to think of ways to escape, but the fever made it hard to think about anything.

Suddenly, her legs felt weak. (Y/N) rested one hand against the wall to keep herself from falling over, cursing up a storm due to yet another stroke of bad luck. A strange warmth enveloped her entire body, making her skin tingle.

With wide eyes, her head shot up. It hit her. This wasn’t a fever at all. God, she’s totally fucked. Did she forget to take her meds?

“Finally caught you, kitten.”

Oh, she’s really fucked. She didn’t have to turn around to know who that voice belonged to; no one other than Eraser head, the annoying creep who’d been stalking her for the past few months. If he was here, then a certain other person would surely be there too.

As if he read her mind, Present Mic pitched in: “Aren’t you in a precarious situation?”

(Y/N) turned around, only to see that the two of them were already too close for comfort. She glowered at them and tried to use her quirk to get them away, but of course Eraser head was quick to stop her. When she tried to hit instead, he simply slapped away her hand with a shit-eating grin. “You’re weaker than usual.”

He suddenly pushed her against the wall, pressing his knee between her legs. The overwhelming scent of an Alpha’s pheromones made (Y/N)’s mind go completely blank. Her heart started beating when he whispered in her ear: “I wonder why that is.”

Her knees stared buckling as she looked at him with cloudy eyes. Present Mic closed in on her as well, snaking a hand around her waist and teasingly playing with her hair. “I thought you were always so cold, (Y/N) dear. What happened to your sharp claws and those insults you like to call us?”

As he spoke, his hand trailed up higher until it enveloped her breast. Even though he barely touched her through the fabric of her shirt, she gasped and moved her chest into his hand. When Present Mic started properly groping her, (Y/N) bit her lip to supress her moans. The scent of two Alpha’s so close to her made her heart beat like a drum and the blood flush to her face. She could barely stop herself from grinding against Aizawa’s knee that was so agonisingly close to touching her core. It didn’t matter anymore that they were two disgusting heroes; she craved them, like an omega craves an alpha.

Present Mic raised an amused eyebrow. “Look at you, melting in my hands like a good little slut. You want it, don’t you? Tell us how much you want it.”

Before she could react, Aizawa’s knee shot up and slowly started rubbing (Y/N)’s nub. (Y/N) started mewling and couldn’t stop moving her hips to get more friction. Through her moans she managed to utter: “Please, please, I want it so bad!”

Aizawa growled in her ear: “What do you want? Tell us clearly or we won’t know.”

Shoving all of her embarrassment aside, (Y/N) exclaimed: “I need your cocks, right now! Fuck me silly and fill me with your cum!”

Aizawa gave a knowing look to Present Mic before saying: “Your wish is our demand.”

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nabesthetics · 2 years

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Having feelings about a RP starter (in which Alastor is internally freaking out about asking Lucio on a date even though it’s like 3 weeks post-route smh) so I made a lil sketch of the outfit. I probably won’t refine it further but who knows

Alastor paced back and forth between railings of the bridge leading to the entrance of the Palace. His heart was thumping in his chest and he kept fidgeting with a button on a sleeve of his shirt as he glanced at the doors of the Palace. With a forced sigh he stopped on one side of the bridge and released the button from his hand, opting out for holding onto the railing instead. The last thing he wanted right now was tearing something off his clothes – a courtesy of Nadia that he was finally convinced to accept. The outfit, together with dark navy pants and a lighter jerkin with silver accents, was custom-sewn and thus very… well-fitting. More fitting than Alastor usually wore, as he often preferred looser clothing to hide his figure somewhat. He almost felt exposed despite being covered from neck to toe, every elaborate clasp of his jacket securely closed.

Oh no that’s too many elaborate clasps.

Another deep breath. That was something he’d only have to deal with if it became an issue.

Portia was assuring him that he looks fine – “amazing” even according to her – and Alastor tried his best to trust her judgement that was likely more objective than his own.

That late morning he told Lucio, who was still seemingly half-asleep, to meet him on the bridge around six in the evening. For the sake of his own fraying nerves he left a note with the same request, adding that Lucio might want to wear something without high heels this time. With that cryptic invitation done, he left for the remainder of the day to set up his little plan and prepare himself by taking a thorough bath with mildly scented soaps, dressing up and inevitably receiving a short “pep & Pepi” talk from Portia once his anxiety began getting the better of him.

Unable to sit still even with a cat on his lap, he left early and has been staying on the bridge since half past five, semi-successfully trying to keep himself from slipping back into excessive worrying. Alastor eased his grip from the smooth stone, a couple of silver clips keeping his hair from falling onto his face as he leaned forward onto the railing. He watched his own rippling reflection in the water underneath, focusing on the sounds and smells of a calm warm early evening.

Maybe he should’ve picked a different meeting spot.

#OC: Alastor #Dragoat #Nabesimart #I haven't written anything in like a month aa #Nabs writes #pffft yeah figured I'll just post the text

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spencerspecifics · 4 years

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Okay i got this idea while talking to @criminalmindsvibez earlier and I just h a d to write it out

Imagine: the team taking one of those “teamwork building” days during the fall and Hotch has no clue what the team could do together to build their teamwork morale because they’ve literally had to save each other from murderers in a time sensitive manner so like??? Wtf are they supposed to do? Solve a jigsaw puzzle? So Garcia gets the task of figuring out what to do and she decides pumpkin patch/corn maze because fuck it. It’s fall.

-they get to the pumpkin patch, immediately Rossi is like “I don’t need to buy a pumpkin. It’ll end up rotting on my doorstep”

- Garcia points out that doesn’t help the team morale so he better quiet down

-he shuts up, they get inside the farm area and the entire team is just sorta standing around cuz when is the last time any of them went to a patch??? They aren’t sure of where to start. There’s stands that sell apple cider and hot coco and kettle corn and there’s some hinky dinky country music playing in the background. It’s nice but they have no clue where to start

-Garcia decides to take over, because fuck it, she got put in charge of this, and Hotchner looks like a fish out of water. Put him in a beauracratic setting and the man knows how to operate, but this? He looks so lost, it’s almost funny. Garcia’ll command this group of idiot life savers.

- she decides the team should start in the corn maze, that sorta helps the team morale. They gotta find a way to get out, after all. Spencer doesn’t want to go in until he sees a map of it, though, so he can check where they are. So they have to awkwardly go to an employee and ask where the map of the corn maze is located

-Derek finds it in a pamphlet that the employee handed to him, he gave it over to Spencer, who gladly accepts it and stares at it for what feels like two seconds before being like “ok let’s go”

-even though finding that damn map took like ten minutes because the pumpkin patch has so many customers so employees are all over the place. So everyone is like “goddamnit dude” at spencer before moving ahead into the maze

- Derek and Garcia take the lead, Spencer in the middle, then J.J. and Emily towards the back, with Hotch and Rossi in the very back.

-Hotch doesn’t wanna have to take charge of how to get through the maze unless absolutely necessary

-J.J. and Emily just end up having some very much needed girl talk while Garcia and Derek bicker about which way to go

- “Get a babysitter so we can have a girls night” “I’ll do that when you call that hot british dude that you met at the bar last week back” “I don’t need him. I have Sergio.” “Cats don’t replace real relationships with people, emily.”

-meanwhile Derek and Garcia aren’t sure which way to go. “Let’s take a left.” “No, we just went that way. We should take a right.” “That just keeps us in the middle, doll ” “isn’t that what we want?!”

-Meanwhile, the entire time, Spencer has been thinking of the turns and loops and steps they’ve taken and calculated exactly where within the maze they are based on the map

-Eventually Spencer takes charge, after Derek made them take two dead end turns, “Guys- no, we’re towards the edge of the maze. The quickest way to the end is through the center, so we need to go back and take two rights, then a left.”

-Hotch and Rossi are just walking through in silence for the most part, taking in the scenery around them. The crisp autumn air, it’s nice. They do break their silence for conversations. They speak about Jack’s upcoming soccer game, and how tiring it can be to work with children.

- “I’ve never been more grateful that my three ex wives and I never ended up with kids- god, it’s enough going to see Jack’s stuff and help coach the team.” “You have no obligation to show up if you don’t want to, Dave. If it’s too much I understand.” “Aaron, I would rather get arrested for a murder I didn’t commit and convicted before leaving Jack’s games.”

-Garcia ends up falling back with the girls, where the conversation shifts to Prentiss talking about how much the corn maze reminds her of the children of the corn movie

-“ew! Why did you have to say that! All their parents end up dead! That’s so sad!” “Garcia, it’s the corn that reminds me of the movie” “Well duh- we’re in a cornfield! But don’t think about that movie. Think about something nicer.”

-Prentiss is drawing a blank on nice fall themed things, so J.J. pipes up with “what about that Charlie Brown movie?” Garcia points out that doesn’t take place in a corn field

-“well. Only corn field movie that’s coming to mind is children of the corn.” So emily continues to talk a bit about it to J.J., all while making Garcia want to run away because “Ew no it’s such a sad movie! Let’s talk about something nicer!”

-Meanwhile Derek and Spencer are solely up front, Spencer is using that big dumptruck of a brain of his to know exactly which turns to take. Derek’s just walking alongside him, trying to weasel from flirting into conversation casually

-“how about after this I get you some cider, pretty boy?” “Do you know cider on average has to ferment for fifteen days?” Spencer isn’t really listening, if that isn’t already obvious. He heard what Derek said, but he’s just thinking of every next twist and turn they have to take to get out. So he isn’t very conversative

-meanwhile the girls have changed conversation topics to what kind of pumpkins J.J. should get Henry (this conversation change was obviously brought on by Garcia) “you should get him a cute tiny one! That would be so adorable” emily on the other hand is saying to get one bigger than him “wouldn’t it be funny to have a pumpkin taller than henry?”

-J.J. doesn’t know which size pumpkin she’ll get for Henry. But she lets emily and Garcia sway her opinion in both directions, because a comically large pumpkin would be funny. But one as small as Henry would be adorable

-meanwhile the old men duo in the back are still just enjoying their walk. Hotch had mentioned how Jack would’ve loved to come to the patch, before silence fell over them again. Rossi asked a few moments later if Hotch knows if jack’s school would be taking a field trip to the patch, “I’m not sure. I’m assuming they will.” Rossi doesn’t say anything more, but he secretly plans on double checking that, emailing the school, and explaining that he and Hotch would like to be volunteers on the trip. He’d like to see that happen.

-Derek hasn’t fully given up on his flirting game with Spencer. But he’s holding off for now, as Spencer is way too focused on the maze layout. So much so that he started mapping out in his mind where the best spot to place a body would be as an unsub. “If someone was to drop a body in here- the ideal location would be the upper left sides second dead end. Geographically, it’s the farthest point from landmarks and least traveled area within the maze.”

-Garcia hears that and butts in, “No murder talk! No dead body talk- there is no dead body! Today is supposed to be a good day! Shut off your brain for one day, Spencer”

-Spencer doesn’t say anything more about the best spot within the maze to dump a body, though Derek is sure Spencer is bored and thinking out a billion separate scenarios within the maze. Mazes were good for hiding and concealing things, after all

-Garcia accidentally mishears Spencer’s directions of “turn left” and she walks directly into the wall of corn that the maze is made out of

-the team all stops for a second to help her untangle herself out of that before promptly laughing at her

-ok Derek and emily laugh the most, emily tells her to steal an ear of corn “It’s not like they’d miss it. It could be compensation for running into it”. J.J. and Spencer sorta stand there chuckling a lil bit, Hotch and Rossi are more like “as long as you’re all good we should continue on” but they had little smiles on their faces too

-They finally get out! The employees at the exit are like “good job, that was very fast!” And everyone on the team is like “thanks we tried” meanwhile Spencer is standing there thinking “no y’all didn’t I did it cuz I memorized the maze smh”

-the team stays as a unit after that. It wasn’t on purpose, but they all had the same thing in mind, the pumpkin patch

-they walk over there, it’s not too far, immediately Spencer makes his way over to the large containers of pre-picked pumpkins, gourds, thise tiny as hell pumpkins, those white pumpkins, and those red pumpkins. He’s one second away from grabbing a pumpkin at random from the container so he can grab a pumpkin and go, when Derek is like “Hey man what are you doing? You’re not picking from the patch”

-Spencer then has to awkwardly explain how the only times he ever went to the pumpkin patch was in elementary school before he skipped ahead grade wise and the kids in his class made fun of him that day really bad. Like they called him names and left him “trapped” in the corn field (tho he had seen a map and was able to figure his way out easily that time.) and so whenever he has to buy a pumpkin he just gets them from the grocery store because he gets anxious at the thought of coming to a pumpkin patch

-immediately the entire team is like “wtf man you should’ve told us!!! Do you want to leave??? We should leave” and Garcia is immediately like “Spencer I am so sorry oh my god I didn’t know” and he has to sorta awkwardly be like “No it’s ok. I wanted to come. I want to try and get a better memory than last time.”

-Derek pats him on the back for that, “You’ll get much better memories this time, I promise. But let’s get a pumpkin from the actual patch instead of from these containers”

- Derek makes it his soul mission to make sure spencer now has an amazing time in the pumpkin patch. So he stays with him the entire time as they walk around, inspecting pumpkins for just the right one

-meanwhile the girls are looking at the biggest pumpkins possible. Namely Prentiss, she wants to get a big one. “Can you even out that out front of your apartment door?” “I don’t know but I’ll make sure it stays until it rots”

-Hotchner is busy looking for a pumpkin he could bring home for jack to carve, though he does guess that jack would be making his way to the pumpkin patch with his class too. It couldn’t hurt to have a third pumpkin to carve.

-Rossi doesn’t want a pumpkin, he’s already decided that they’re messy and smelly and he doesn’t even like pumpkin seeds or pumpkin pie enough to warrant the mess of cutting and getting the pumpkin guts out. So he just stands and watches

-Garcia notices that immediately and is so not happy with that “you’re serious about not getting a pumpkin?” “I told ya” “ughhh Rossi- you could get a tiny one!” “I don’t wanna carve and deal with a mess” “you don’t have to carve a tiny one!”

-“what’re you thinking pretty boy?” Derek asked Spencer, who had been staring down the same pumpkin for like two minutes, which was definitely unusual. Spencer doesn’t answer, leaning down and picking the pumpkin up instead. “Does it have any abrasions on it?” He asked Derek, as he turns it over in his hands to inspect it. “Not that I can see, no”

-Spencer decides on this pumpkin, and they find some wheelbarrows provided by the farm to put his pumpkin in, they give Hotch the duty of rolling the wheelbarrow around as they meander away from the rest of the group

-Spencer then is like “oh shit. Wait Derek. Your pumpkin. We need to find you one.” Derek just laughs a little bit and is like “I’ll find one lol but you gotta come with me” so Spencer agrees as they go to find one for Derek

-Garcia ends up nearby the tiny pumpkins, deciding to buy at least three to litter her front doorstep with

-she is so distracted she doesn’t even realize rossi making his way over. “You’re right. Those ones are way too small to carve.” He says, she just agrees, “Yes, so you should get some!! C’mon. Get that festive spirit.”

-Hotch shows up pushing the wheelbarrow from behind, listening to the tail end of rossi and Garcia’s bickering match. “You should get some, Dave. It would look nice.”

-That makes rossi cave. He mumbles out a “fine. The things I do for you all, I swear” before picking two up and putting them in the wheelbarrow, next to Spencer’s pumpkin.

-Garcia is b e a m I n g she is very happy with the fact she got this fall grinch into getting a pumpkin. So much so that she ends up getting a fourth tiny one, because damnit they’re too adorable.

-Hotchner still hasn’t found a pumpkin for him and for jack so he’s standing in the patch, still surveying like a lost old man. Garcia and Rossi end up helping him.

-Meanwhile J.J. and emily are looking through the medium sized pumpkins to find something for will and Henry. “I’m thinking a medium sized one, because then it’s sort of a mix of what you and Garcia said.” J.J. explained to Prentiss, who nodded along in agreement.

-the team is all pretty quiet at this point as they try to find their own pumpkins. Derek finds his, a large one that’s very vertically elongated. He takes it back to the wheelbarrow, with Spencer trailing along behind him.

-Hotch finds two round, smaller sized pumpkins. And he decides that those are his, they look great and would be easy enough to carve, so he grabs them up, getting them back into the wheelbarrow

-J.J. finds a medium sized pumpkin for Henry, and two smaller ones for her and will. Meanwhile Prentiss is like “Hey Jayge that Charlie Brown movie is applicable now since we’re in a pumpkin patch” Garcia hears that and is like “y e s good fall vibes yes”

-they finish up in the patch, everyone putting their pumpkins into the wheelbarrow as they head towards the checkout

-Derek pays for Spencer’s pumpkin, saying it’s not a problem

-Spencer literally can’t stop blushing at that even tho it’s the most mundane thing e v e r and it’s adorable

-the team gets their pumpkins sorted and paid, before taking the wheelbarrow back towards the stands that sell cider and hot coco and kettle corn.

-the girls go off to get hot chocolate, Dave and Rossi go to get some bags of kettle corn, and Derek and Spencer go get cider

-“If you make hot coco with anything but milk, it’s evil” “emily what about lactose intolerant people who use water?” “They’re on thin ice.”

-Spencer thanks Derek like five times in a row for helping him get a pumpkin and buying it “you didn’t have to-“ “you better stop talking before I buy you a cider too, pretty boy”

-Derek does buy him a cider in the end, which isn’t any surprise

-Dave and Hotch argue over which type of kettle corn is the best. “It’s caramel, Aaron. Why on earth would cheddar kettle corn be good?” “It’s savory as opposed to sweet, it’s better” “That doesn’t matter if it tastes bad!”

-Garcia ends up coaxing the hot coco barista lady into adding a shit ton of extra chocolate sauce and stuff to her drink

-so much so that it’s literally too sweet for her but she dug her grave she will fuckin lie in it like a winner

-J.J. and emily immediately make fun of her, “I can see the regret in your eyes!”

-the team finishes up buying their drinks, pushing the wheelbarrow out to the parking lot.

-“See, not so bad for a team morale building day after all!” Garcia says happily, she’s glad her idea was a success

-it was. The team is happy, they got hot sweet drinks and bags of delicious food, not to mention a shit ton of pumpkins they shove into the trunk of the SUV

-Spencer’s happy he made new memories at the pumpkin patch, Derek was just happy to help build those for him.

-Garcia’s happy her day went so well, emily is glad she got a pumpkin to carve, J.J.’s happy she got good pumpkins for will and Henry, Hotch is happy that he’s not stuck in a stuffy office building in an uncomfortable suit talking about another murder investigation, and Rossi is happy to be with his found family on a day out

-it was a good day at the pumpkin patch :)

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randomchick29 · 6 years

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50 Facts About Me (THANK YOU FOR 50 FOLLOWS!)

So... as promised in this post, I’m doing 50 facts about me because 50?! people followed me and my crazy masa obsessed cat mom ass. Thanks for enjoying my messed up commentary/rambles! Great, now I’m starting to sound like a youtuber that just wants money lmao sorry. Enough mushy stuff, and onto ze list!

Possible trigger warning: I’ll try to keep this as positive as I can, but there may be some things that can trigger some people (including but not limited to mental health, abuse/bullying, eating disorders etc.) If you are not comfortable with those topics, don’t read this.

1. My real name is Robin (middle name starts with Y and my last name starts with G)

2. I live in AZ

3. I LOVE FOOD. Part of the reason why I love masa and luka tbh... But seriously, food is great.

4. My fav foods are crab, ham, and burgers. See why I can’t become vegetarian 😂

5. I HATE onions with a passion.

6. My fav animals are owls, cats, hedgehogs, snakes, and whale sharks.

7. I have two dogs and used to have a cat (extremely long story short: My cat is in the “care” of an abusive psycho that isn’t allowed near me so I can’t see her ever again :/ but my sisters can) I still love Lucky (my cat) to death. She’s a sweet kitty (most of the time) and I miss her so much ❤️

8. My dogs are named Tucker and Bella. They’re both miniature schnauzers and they’re crazy. Tucker is a sweetheart, but he DOESNT. STOP. BARKING. He has a bit of a jealousy issue. When Bella gets attention, he starts barking and/or pushes her away from the human 😂 He hates when his people hug. He will jump on them and bark and growl. He also has stuffed animals that he LOVES. He uses them as pillows and carries them around. Bella is a lazy piggy ass. All she does is sleep and eat (like me haha). Half the time she’s too lazy to get up and go outside, and only responds when there’s food (once again, just like me 😅) They absolutely love each other though. Tucker licks her and grooms her and Bella follows him around and it’s just the cutest thing.

9. My lucky number is 9 because my birthday is 9/29 and my adoption day is 9/9 (see what I did there hehe get it? fact 9 is about my lucky number 9? no? okay...)

10. I’m adopted from an orphanage in (Eastern?) China

11. I have 2 sisters. They’re both in college but everyone who sees us on the street thinks I’m the oldest because I’m taller and curvier. One is 21 (but everyone thinks she’s like 16) and the other is 19 (people think she’s like 10 😂) No, none of us are blood related.

12. I’m 5’ nothing...

13. I’ve always been heavy for my height and age. I was and still am judged because of how much I eat and weigh. Because of this, I had an eating disorder in 4th grade and have always hated myself and envied my sisters for their tiny asian bodies.

14. I used to do tennis, dance, and swimming. I haven’t done any sports since then.

15. I can play 3 instruments, and tried many others. I played piano for 10 years, violin for 2, and French horn for 6 months.

16. I am EXTREMELY double jointed in my fingers

17. I have a fused tooth

18. My fingers bend back at the first knuckle way farther than most people’s

19. My hair is REALLY long and grows really fast. It goes to around my hip/tailbone area as of now.

20. My shoe size is a 7

21. My fav colors are red and green

22. My first fictional crush was Link. I was 8 at the time. We’re still going strong 7 years later.

23. Only a few months ago did someone top (wink wonk) Link: MASAAAA

24. My first otome was Shall We Date? Love Tangle after I saw an ad for it on trivia crack. My first route was Ryan. My fav is Nolan.

25. I still love MM, but I don’t have the time OR space on my phone to play (SORRY ZENNY)

26. I got in huge trouble when I was 10 coz I made a bunch of accounts that my mom didn’t approve of. I made an email, twitter, pottermore, quizilla (I miss that site smh), etc. And I did it MULTIPLE times. After she took the computer from me, she found out my DS had internet too. I didn’t have my DS for a long time. She would give it back after a while, and ID GO ONTO THE INTERNET AND YOUTUBE EVERY. DAMN. TIME. I got my DS back on Christmas in 7th grade coz I got games for it and she trusted me enough (and I had a phone by then so yay trust...?)

27. ...the twitter accounts still exist... I’ve looked back at them and I wanna kms holy crap it was bad. Lesson: 10 year olds shouldn’t be on twitter.

28. I love Harry Potter and The Inheritance Cycle (Eragon series). My fav HP book is Order of the Phoenix, and my fav IC book is Eldest.

29. My fav Zelda is a tie between Skyward Sword and Wind Waker

30. My fav Pokémon are Garchomp, Shaymin, and Breloom

31. We used to have so many games and systems. We had like 100-200 games, 2 gamecubes, 3 GBA’s, 4 DS’, 2 wii’s, and prob more 😂 We got only $150 from gamestop.

32. My fav youtubers are Chuggaaconroy, Rachel & Jun, and Glam & Gore.

33. I learned about sex through fanfiction (specifically, The Lemon of Zelda (pretty sure it’s been deleted tho coz I can’t find it))😂 I never got The Talk.

34. I may have looked at yaoi at school before...

35. I’m pansexual

36. Biggest turnoffs are arrogance, possessiveness, and bad hygiene.

37. Biggest turn ons are good chesticles and sense of humor.

38. I’ve had ONE bf and I dumped him after a day coz he wouldn’t stop calling me and I was scared of my mom. The thing is, we both liked each other for a LONG time and to my friend I was like “Yo ask who he likes” coz he was acting all sus and SHE TOLD HIM I TOLD HER TO ASK HIM and he’s like YA I LIKE ROBIN and I’m like WTF IS WRONG W YOU to my friend. Then he told me in class and it was really cute and I accepted. Then broke up w him OVER TEXT not even 24 hours later 😂 Dumb 7th grade ass

39. I’ve always been bullied because of how awkward and weird and annoying I am

40. My fav anime is Ouran

41. The only thing keeping me alive in freshman year (this past school year) was otome. Specifically Masa. My mind: What would Masa do without his kitten? Who would he chase through Azuchi? Who would be the pretty pillow/futon when he’s drunk? Damn, I love this man agh

42. I can reach my back much better than most people. I don’t need a back scratcher because I can reach my whole back.

43. I’m obsessed with makeup and nails, and used to love music, reading, and art.

44. My real baes are Huang Jing Xiang (fellow Chinese SPOTTED!) and Kato Kazuki

45. I sweat A LOT. I have to have a STRONG fan coz ac isn’t enough to keep me from sweating too much. And I live in AZ, so it’s even worse...

46. I still sleep with my baby blanket. I put it over my pillow coz it’s so soft (and I don’t have any other blankets)

47. My fav movie is Heathers (WELL FUCK ME GENTLY WITH A CHAINSAW)

48. I have HORRIBLE eyesight but I don’t like wearing my glasses coz the arms give me a headache and I don’t like them period

49. I love bad puns too much (I would make one here, but I don’t wanna be PUNished) 😂

50. I’ve gotten caught drawing... and writing... some NSFW things at bad times...

AAAAND DAS IT! Sorry it was more negative than I thought it would be, but I’m a really boring person with a boring life filled with drama and... That makes no sense does it. A boring life doesn’t have drama... I’m dumb. Should’ve stopped at DASSIT. Ok, I’m actually stopping lmao baiii 😊

#robin rambles #thanks for 50 followers #50 facts about me #trigger warning #ikesen #ikerev #date masamune #ray blackwell

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jihoonslattee · 7 years

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Songwriter!Daniel

it’s been so long since I did a songwriter AU! i feel so bad because this has been sitting in my draft patiently waiting for me to write but- anyways I hope you enjoy!

you had always known that daniel loved his cats

you had always heard him gushing about what his cats had done the night before to your other classmates (specifically seongwoo and Jisung who always seemed so interested)

but one day after the music class that you both were in you were on the way to the music room (for some reason they made the music and the actual music classroom different) you heard singing/rapping coming from the room

you investigate bc why not

and you open the door slightly and you see Daniel at the piano playing a melody that seems really relaxing

but then

he starts singing about his appreciation for his cats and just cats in general

and you are so close to laughing but then you stumble a little and the open opens slightly and makes a noise with causes Daniel to whip his head a full 180 and stares right into your soul

“what are you doing here?”

“ah sorry I also wanted to use the music room. I’ll go now.”

you are about to shuffle yourself out of the room awkwardly but Daniel stops you

“wait, you don’t have to leave”

you turn back around and just sit down at one of the chairs that is at a reasonable distance from him

“so i’m guessing you heard me singing about my cats?”

“yeah, I thought it was pretty creative though! I didn’t mean to eavesdrop.”

he just just chuckles and turns back around towards the piano

“do you wanna hear the rest of it? You’re already here so why not?”

‘maybe he’ll leave once i listen to it’ you though

“sure”

he starts playing and singing and some of the lyrics are questionable? Like you’re wondering how you didn’t hear it before

Once he finished he turns around and gives you a grin and you give the same grin back to him

“my cats are giving my life everyday and i wish I could do more for them?”

“dOn’T judGE”

and from then on you and Daniel become friends because when you thought you left he didn’t because he wanted to pick out some of your lyrics to tease you with.

honestly whatever songs you guys end up writing the other will find a lyrics and just tease the other endlessly about it

“not even an electric flyswatter can keep out the flies from my room”

is one of the lyrics you often tease him with because he actually sang a song about flyswatting for class once and you could’ve sworn the whole class could hear you facepalm as you heard the lyrics.

you even brought an electric flyswatter the other day and pretended to see flies and bugs around daniel and swung it around.

and then there was this time where you were singing about how much you like this cafe and how it always serves the best coffee and how you love the atmosphere

the weird thing was that instead of Daniel showing up the next day and just teasing you about the cafe song

he showed up with your favorite drink that you mentioned???

you were genuinely surprised and ti showed on your face obviously too because daniel looked like he had won the jackpot when he gave you your drink

“you like it?”

“of course I do Daniel you bought me my favorite drink why wouldn’t I be happy?!”

you drank that drink as if it was your last

HAH GET IT BLACKPINK REFERENCE

but anyways you are just happily drinking the drink and daniel is just looking at you with a huge smile on your face

you suddenly notice and you are like

“is there something on my face? oh my gosh is my face a different color than my neck?”

and that suddenly slaps him back into reality like

why was he staring at you for so long?

he was just admiring your face and then he’s like

wait i can’t like her

but he totally does

he’ll deny it until the last possible second because he really likes being friends with you

“oh i was just waiting for your reaction but you’re literally downing the drink like how i down beer during beer yoga.”

“daniel beer yoga is literally your excuse to drink beer. you have a problem.”

“it’s not a problem if i don’t do it often.”

you just laugh it off and keep drinking the coffee.

later that day you over hear Daniel making a song about liking jellies so much that he eats it everyday and your mind is like

“omg?? a perfect way to repay daniel back for giving you your favorite drink?”

so you went out to the local convenience and literally bought out the entire jelly section. you did leave a little bit though but whoever wanted the last jellies were gonna fight for it because you were spending your paycheck on this for him.

the cashier did look at you a little weirdly while you came up to him with your arms full of jellies but he didn’t question it.

so after buying it you rushed over and hoped that daniel was still there and luckily enough he was.

but what you heard him singing about was not about jellies anymore.

it was something along the lines of being so nervous about a girl that he talks to often and how much he loves that way she reacts to things like her favorite food or drinks.

and for some reason your heart just wasn’t having it?

so you kind of walk off with the jellies still in your hand like

“you know what, i can eat this all on my own just fine”

you don’t though since you bought it specifically for daniel.

the next day you try to act as if nothing happened but your mind and heart is still kind of hurting from hearing daniel sing about someone he likes.

but when he enters the classroom your heart starts singing a different song

because for some reason he looks super nice???

like you are just like oof my man be looking good

but then your mind slaps you like

“my man?”

so you change it, my best friend be looking good

and he comes to sit down next to you and just gives you his regular bunny toothed smile which for some reason makes your heart even happier.

“what’s up? you didn’t answer my texts yesterday so i was worried”

and that was the moment you realized that you liked daniel

simply because he cared for you and he always made you happy

you appreciated his presence and the impact he had on your life

“oh my ong”

“did you just make a pun on seongwoo’s last name?”

“that’s not the point-”

you stood up from your chair and just started leaving the classroom.

“uh i don’t feel well I’m gonna go back to the dorm.”

you rush back without hearing anything from daniel.

little did you know you high key disappointed him because he was planning on giving you something today (his heart?? jk he gave that to you a long time ago)

the situation happened there you are kind of just like gonna skip school for a day or two because you cannot believe the new found feelings that you didn’t know existed.

time skipp

surprisingly daniel didn’t contact you as often as you would like

mostly because he was worried that you jsut left class because you didn’t want him there.

daniel was a sensitive boy indeed when it came to his crushes which he didn’t have a lot of

he did kind of cope with his thoughts because seongwoo and jaehwan were with him the whole time

but you were still kind of shocked about your feelings

you wanted to keep to a secret but you also didn’t want to keep it in because you knew that it would just build up more and that it would just come to the point where you were deep in the crush hole and wouldn’t come out for a good while.

daniel was already at the point though

but one day you mustered up the courage to confess to him, (its been like four days but still)

you bring the bags of jelly and you stuff them in your bag while putting on a dress that made it seemed like you were trying but at the same time not.

so you went to class and waiting for Daniel to come

the weird thing was

no one else in your class was coming and you were the only one sitting in there for a good while

which made you worried like

“did they all switch to a different classroom and daniel didn’t tell me? smh when i see him forget the confession ima kick his shins-”

“Y/N?”

you whip your head around and see Daniel standing there awkwardly with flowers in his hand and a large envelope in the other.

“are those flowers for your crush?”

he just nods silently while he walked towards you

your heart was exploding tbh because he looked really good but at the same time you were sad he was confessing to his crush.

“i like you!”

“what”

you didn’t process that you had actually just confessed to daniel without even giving some context first.

you just crouched down and grabbed the bags of jelly and showed him

“ok long story short i was gonna pay you back for the drink by buying jellies for you but then i over heard you singing about your crush so i rushed home the next day i realized i liked you and then didn’t go to school for a bit.”

daniel just stood there wide eyed.

he honestly couldn’t believe what he was hearing

because he didn’t expect you to like him?

he was happy though

very VERY happy

he kind of just cleared his throat and pushed the flowers and envelope towards you

“daniel aren’t you supposed to give this to your crush?”

he nodded his head and made his way over to the guitar in the room

“open it”

(hehe open like from his concept song *moves eyebrows*)

you just kind of looked at him like

“okay if you wanted me to proofread your song you should’ve told me earlier.”

“no you dummy just listen.”

he starts playing and you are following along

until he actually starts singing???

because you start realizing he’s singing about you

and your favorite drink, how he loves seeing you enjoy the littlest things in life

how you both like to tease each other about the songs you both write

and your heart is just warm because wow he just confessed to your right after you confessed to him

and after he is done with the song you just walk up to him and give him a huge smile

“does that mean you are in love with me lover boy?”

he just gives you a nod while pulling you into a hug

“of course and you like me back so it all works out,”

he pulls away from you and starts heading directly for the jellies.

he pulls out a jelly in the form of a ring and brings it over to you

“so will you be my new favorite thing?”

“i thought i always was?”

“you were second favorite to jellies but if you become my girlfriend you will be the ultimate favorite.”

you just giggle to yourself and smile, accepting the offer.

“of course i will euigeon”

“listen i didn’t ask for this disrespect this early into the relationship.”

grabbing the ring jelly you take it out of the packaging and put it in his mouth

“shh it’s okay that’s the only time i will say it”

he just laughs and pulls you back into a hug

“you don’t know how long i’ve liked you for.”

“since you were staring at me drinking the coffee?”

“how’d you know?”

“I don’t know maybe connecting the dots?”

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sadrien · 7 years

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prince of cats

chapter two: this holy shrine

on ao3 || on ffnet 1

i was gonna say something but im in like a really really bad mood right now so i hope you enjoy the chapter

Marinette hesitates for longer than usual at her apartment door. There’s no way her neighbor will be out and about at this time today, she’s never run into him before yesterday. Maybe he just had an errand to run or something. She shouldn’t be nervous about the slim chance of seeing someone she’s exchanged not even half a conversation with.

At least, that’s what she keeps telling herself.

The reality of the situation is that she fell asleep on the couch in the middle of designing an evening dress and had dreamt about his eyes. His eyes! God it’s like she’s a teenager again.

Just as she’d predicted, she doesn’t run into her neighbor. She’s strangely disappointed. Not that she had been looking forward to see him, she just—

Okay. Yes, she’d been looking forward to at least catching another glimpse of him. She kind of wants to hear his voice again, maybe hear him laugh?

For some reason, she thinks it would sound like springtime—

Marinette shakes away those wistful thoughts as she exits the building and makes her way to work. She focuses on the evening gown she started designing the day before and makes a point not to use any green. But she can’t help but think that it would look really nice with green accessories.

Why is she like this?

If any of her coworkers notice that she’s a little off, no one says anything. They probably don’t, they’re all drowning in anxiety as they rush to finish this line, but Marinette can’t help but worry a little whenever she catches herself staring off into the distance thinking about his smile.

Eventually, she gives in and pulls out her phone, texting Alya quickly. She should’ve told Alya yesterday at lunch. It probably would’ve turned out better.

From: fashion goddess To: the Most Beautiful Sos I need help

From: the Most Beautiful To: fashion goddess babe arent u in work??? but as always im here to help and fix everything

From: fashion goddess To: the Most Beautiful Theres a guy and hes cute

From: the Most Beautiful To: fashion goddess idk what i was expecting but it wasnt that

Marinette resists the urge to bang her head against her worktable. She just needs one rant to Alya and hopefully all this will be over. She’ll get over this tiny infatuation and move on with her life. And stop thinking about his gorgeous green eyes and how he’d stared at her when—

Her phone vibrates with a new message and breaks her out of her daydream.

From: the Most Beautiful To: fashion goddess k so theres a guy how can i help

From: fashion goddess To: the Most Beautiful Good question I jsut?? Cant stop thinking about him????

From: the Most Beautiful To: fashion goddess oh wow how come ive never heard about this guy??

From: fashion goddess To: the Most Beautiful Um… I met him yesterday???

From: the Most Beautiful To: fashion goddess girl

From: fashion goddess To: the Most Beautiful I know I know!!! We ran into each other Literally And he was tall and blond and pretty and was wearing this gorgeous black trenchcoat but thats off topic and he had this cat that for some reason was all sparkly??? And his eyes were nice and I dont even know his name and Im going to stop talking and just send this message so you can judge me

Marinette puts her phone down and focuses on her job for a few minutes. Alya will still be there when this hem is done. She’s surprised to find herself in the zone and is even to ignore a few vibrations from her phone as she stitches. But it’s not meant to last, because as soon as she finishes the hem, she’s reaching to reply.

From: the Most Beautiful To: fashion goddess oh girl uve got it bad for a complete stranger!!!!! im not gonna judge i find random people hot all the time but im not usually this…….fixated on them

From: fashion goddess To: the Most Beautiful Just do it al Call me creepy

From: the Most Beautiful To: fashion goddess ur a beautiful tropical fish mari u poetic and noble land mermaid ur not creepy ur in love

From: fashion goddess To: the Most Beautiful You cant be in love with someone you just met Alya!!!!!!!!

From: the Most Beautiful To: fashion goddess tell that to cinderella!!!!!!!!!!!!

From: fashion goddess To: the Most Beautiful Plot twist this is real life al not an animated disney movie I cant fall in love with someone I met ONCE

From: the Most Beautiful To: fashion goddess not with that attitude

From: fashion goddess To: the Most Beautiful Oh my god Look I dont even know his name

From: the Most Beautiful To: fashion goddess so we make up a name!! lets see……… ive got it chat noir ur prince is named chat noir

From: fashion goddess To: the Most Beautiful Excuse me

From: the Most Beautiful To: fashion goddess he has a cat he wore black chat noir

From: fashion goddess To: the Most Beautiful Youre truly the voice of our generation

From: the Most Beautiful To: fashion goddess ;* k i have to get back to work and i kno u do too (smh using me to procrastinate how dare u (ilysm)) but ill call u later u me and nino can freak out about cute boys k??

From: fashion goddess To: the Most Beautiful Sounds great Thanks <3

From: the Most Beautiful To: fashion goddess of course darling!! have fun with ur fashion ill hear u yell later

Marinette puts her phone away. She can last until tonight. Right?

Thank god it’s Friday.

✦ ✦ ✦

By the time her lunch break comes around, Marinette has been productive enough that she could’ve stayed home and the results would’ve been the same. She shouldn’t be letting something so trivial get in the way of her actual paying job, but apparently she has no control over her own thoughts.

Marinette seriously debates taking the rest of the day off (because that’s really what she’s come to) but acknowledges that, no, that’s a bad idea. She’s an adult with deadlines and will get over it and be productive for the rest of the day.

She does go home for lunch, though. She has leftover takeout in her fridge and an episode of a random TV show to finish. She had stopped paying attention at some point to focus on her designs, but she had been weirdly invested in the over dramatic characters and cliche plotline.

Marinette is digging through her bag looking for her keys when she hears the door next to her unlocking. She freezes, eyes wide, as the door swings open.

Her neighbor hums to himself as he closes and locks the door behind him. He doesn’t even notice she’s there until he turns around and they make eye contact and Marinette goes redder than last winter’s avant garde piece.

“H-hi,” she stutters, clutching her keys tightly in her hand. She can feel the ridges of the key biting into her palm.

He blinks a few times before turning pink. “Oh my god,” he whispers, “you’re the one I completely knocked over and then ran away from yesterday.”

Marinette laughs awkwardly. “Yeah, that was… That was me.”

He rubs the back of his neck. “I-I am so sorry. I really, I just— I had to go grab Plagg before he vanished on me and I wasn’t thinking and then when I got back you were gone and—”

“It’s fine!” Marinette interrupts. At least she’s not the only mess in this hallway. “Plagg?”

“My cat,” he answers.

She raises an eyebrow. “The…sparkly one?”

“Um…” He sighs. “Okay, so I might’ve used a bath bomb and I might’ve forgotten to rinse out the bathtub and Plagg might have gotten into it and might’ve rolled around in the glitter.” He looks away. “So my black cat might’ve been gold.”

Marinette covers her mouth with her hand to stifle a laugh.

“He’s fine!” her neighbor insists. “He got a bath and is hopefully completely glitter free now and also that glitter is made of seaweed so… He’s fine. Sorry for knocking you over.”

“No harm done,” Marinette promises.

His eyes go wide. “I just realized, I’ve been rambling on about my cat and you don’t even know my name.” He holds his hand out to her. “I’m Adrien. I’ve lived in the building for a few months I just…never got around to introducing myself to anyone.”

Marinette smiles and shakes his hand. At least she can tell Alya they don’t have to call him Chat Noir. “Marinette. It’s nice to meet you. And your cat.”

“Nice to meet you too.” Adrien lets go of her hand and she mourns the loss of contact. Pathetic. “I have to run to the store, but maybe I’ll see you around later?”

Marinette nods. “Y-yeah, definitely.”

He shoots her a dazzling smile that melts her heart. “See you then.”

She stares at him until he disappears into the stairwell and continues to stare until the echoes of his footsteps fade. The she opens her apartment door and nearly collapses inside.

She’s going to be lucky if she makes it back to work in time.

✦ ✦ ✦

“Alright,” Alya says, pouring herself a glass of wine. “I’ve filled Nino in on the little situation and we are ready to yell about our tall, blond, and handsome Chat Noir.”

“You better be pouring me some of that,” Nino says from offscreen.

Marinette resizes her Skype window as Alya scoots over so Nino can sit next to her. Alya hands Nino the wineglass. “Here you go, babe.”

Nino takes it. “Are you not going to need another glass?”

Alya picks up the bottle. “Nothing wrong with drinking straight from the bottle.”

Nino shakes his head. “Anyway, tell us everything, Mari. I want to know it all.”

Marinette pulls her legs up onto the couch and crosses them. “Well…there was actually a development.”

Alya and Nino exchange a look.

“Tell me everything,” Alya says.

“Right, so remember when my neighbor moved out a few months ago?” Marinette asks.

They both nod.

Nino shudders. “Thank god too, I hated that dude. He was a massive dick.”

“Okay, well, then that new neighbor moved in and I never had time to meet them?” They nod again. Marinette takes a deep breath. “I just met him.”

Nino groans and Alya buries her face in her hands.

“He’s your fucking neighbor?” Nino asks. “That’s just—”

“You could’ve been gawking him for months!” Alya interrupts throwing her arms out.

“I just—”

“Wait, how have you never run into him before?” Nino asks. “Does he never leave the house?”

Marinette shrugs. “We must have very different schedules.”

Alya sighs. “And this isn’t fanfiction. People don’t just knock on their neighbor’s door asking for a cup of sugar.”

“His name is Adrien and his smile is like the sun,” Marinette waxes, sinking back into the couch. “He likes bath bombs and has a black cat named Plagg and when he blushes he turns the most perfect shade of pink.” She tenses. “I mean—” She glances to her laptop to see Alya and Nino watching her with fond smiles and soft eyes. Marinette looks away, feeling her cheeks grow hot. “Shut up,” she mumbles.

“It’s cute,” Nino promises.

“It is,” Alya agrees. “We haven’t seen you like this in years, Mari. It’s adorable. You’re adorable.”

Nino hums in agreement. “Though it sucks that we can’t keep calling him Chat Noir. I like the nickname.”

Alya scoffs. “Who said I was going to stop calling him Chat Noir? But…” She pulls out her phone. “With a real name, I can stalk him on social media.”

“Please don’t,” Marinette begs.

“Please do,” Nino counters, leaning closer to Alya to see the screen of her phone.

“Nino!”

“Hey! I want to see if this dude is as hot as you say he is.”

Marinette raises an eyebrow. “I’m sorry, are you doubting my judgement?”

Nino shakes his head. “Never. But if he is that hot, I still want to see him.” “I know you have a girlfriend, but I’ve still got dibs.”

“I’d leave Alya if he were hot enough.”

Alya grabs a pillow and smacks Nino in the face with it without even looking away from her phone screen.

Nino laughs and shoves the pillow away. “I love you, Al, I swear.”

“Mhm.” Alya frowns at her phone. “Okay, Mari, just ‘Adrien’ isn’t enough for me to find him—”

“Shocking,” Marinette murmurs.

“Shush I’m doing you a favor. With any luck he’ll be tweeting about how drop dead gorgeous his neighbor is or something. But anyway, I need you to get me some details. A last name would be preferable. But even like a place of work or a school would work.”

“Creepy,” Nino says before taking a long drink of his wine.

“And yet you date me anyway,” Alya muses. She looks up and stares Marinette down. “Last name, Marinette. Got that?”

Marinette nods. She’s going to have to find some non creepy way to do this, isn’t she? “Got it.”

✦ ✦ ✦

Marinette doesn’t wake up until ten in the morning, but she still wakes up exhausted. She stayed up far too late talking to Nino and Alya, Alya still trying to find some trace of Adrien on the internet as Nino and Marinette talked about anything and nothing at all. It’s been a few weeks since the three of them just talked like that, their lives are a hectic disaster, and Marinette’s missed it. They’ve been best friends for years and she definitely misses seeing them every single day at school.

She sings softly to herself as she wanders around the apartment, opening windows to let air in. It’s a surprisingly warm day for late fall, and she’s embracing every minute of warmth that she can.

Today’s a lazy day. She’s decided.

She’s meeting up with Nino and Alya later tonight for dinner and a movie at their apartment, but until then she can just lounge around in her pajamas and watch bad reality TV. Honestly, she’ll probably show up to their place in pajamas too. Not that they can judge, Marinette knows for a fact that Nino doesn’t change out of his sweats if he has a day off.

Marinette stops in her tracks when she reenters her bedroom. She blinks a few times, just to make sure she’s seeing right.

On her window sill naps a black cat, glittering slightly golden in the morning sun.

#adrien agreste #marinette dupain cheng #adrienette #miraculous ladybug #ml fanfic #my fics #proc ml #prince of cats ml

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lydias--stiles · 7 years

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Thoughts on 6x14 Face-to-faceless

- Why is the possessed black guy in the morgue? What is he going to do? I’m scared. - HE IS NOT EVEN REMOTELY AFRAID - - - more disgusted by the appearance - what. the fuck - wait so is the boy dead? Because I assume they kind of “hollowed” him out so the only thing living in his body where the insects. - oh no he still breathes nevermind - it. is. alive. fuck. everything. - oh my god for a moment I thought the brown haired girl was Allison FUCK MY BRAIN - I’m getting afraid in her place. Involuntarily coming across guys at night makes me anxious. - oh. she’s supernatural. I assumed but I hoped she wasn’t going to die so. - she’s POWERFUL YES GIRL - WHAT - wow okay excuse me, isn’t it illegal for a police offiver to just shoot when the person in matter isn’t doing anything to hurt the authority? She saw her eyes and fangs, but you know, instead of interrogating her she just shot her. I’m not okay with this. The girl could’ve died, but not like this. I don’t get it, why do they fear people now? I swear, these freshmen are WEAK. Liam didn’t exploit them when he found out, he just fucking dealt with it. smh assholes. - ahhhh the CUTE DAD SCOTT SCENE IM ALIVE! - You’re a fucking werewolf Liam. Is he seriously a senior? (jk jk I love him) - oh great, the “hair” has made an appearance. Go to the hairdresser, Liam. - poor Liam. He only saved their asses a few times. Assholes. Why is no one fascinated like Mason was? Or Kira? - Since when... was that always a thing? hearing thoughts? I mean, I remember Gerard talking to Scott in their minds in s2, but still. Like why do they not use it all the time to know who’s the bad guy? - Wait but did Lori die? Or??? Doesn’t matter, as long as I don’t need to see her speak anymore. - Malia speaking the truth. They could’ve killed him on numerous occasions when he was still weak. Hell, in season three he was in a wheel chair! - damn it. - Malia, trying to be professional: “We are when it comes to war.” lol she’s probably seen some war movies in the hiatus. - “face to face” ah, so instead of facing Gerard, they will face the bloody, fleshy monster with no face. Face to faceless. - This is a very interesting season. In the prior ones, it was always just about Scott. He’s the True Alpha, power everyone wants. But now, it’s not just about Scott anymore, it’s about everyone. He needs to make decisions for everyone. I kind of like it. Damn, Ophelia is starting to like 6B. A round of applause, ladies and gentlemen. - oh for fucks sake. You know what I don’t get? Liam has never done anything to them, so why turn on him now? That’s like figuring out someone’s gay and not feel comfortable undressing yourself in front of them. Fucking assholes, you can die. - ah, it’s the Nolan guy with the crazy eyes. Great. - “Someone... something,” fuck off he’s still part human. You’re working with the black guy who’s also not really human anymore. Hypocrite. - Liam don’t fight it, they will expose you. - the testosterone is too much. Either go to seperate corners or kiss, I don’t care. - Liam... why doesn’t he think through - coach Finstock, always saving the day - I hope now the players will realise Liam isn’t a bad guy.Probably not but a girl can hope. I’m terribly sorry for Liam, he loved lacrosse. - wait so is Gerard the buyer of army weapons? - I don’t get it. Gerard wants Scott to flee Beacon Hills but he also wants to kill the supernatural. Perhaps he doesn’t care about Scott, with their history he might realise that with Scott in town, there’s a chance he might lose. If the core pack is gone, (Scott, Malia, Lydia... so small, I’m crying) everyone will die. - I swear to God, Liam, don’t go to the counselor. - oh snap Liam knowssss. Finally putting his intelligance to good use. Lydia would be proud. - seriously? The woman is not even wearing a high neck top. They’re very in style, wouldn’t look weird. She truly is an amateur. - A branch in the woods don’t make scars like that, honey. - Oh my God Liam just give yourself away. How more obvious can you fucking be - lol the intense music. Couldn’t she just be on a jog? - a supernatural genocide. help. - and yay chris x melissa! - “I never told Scott to run and hide.” Great callback to season three: “Lydia would never run and hide.” ”Because of Stiles?” ”Because of Scott.” - I really love this scene. You have both extremes: Chris telling them to flee, Melissa telling them to fight and then Scott comes in between them and tells them there doesn’t need to be a fight. Loved this. - Tamara Monroe? That’s her name? Okay, I will forget it. - dude if the pictures are making you uncomfortable than don’t look at them. - oh snap BAMF!Lydia Martin I HAVE MISSED YOU SO MUCH - She looks so hot by the way - Holy shit. She just confessed. She. Just. Confessed. I don’t know if that is good or bad but okay. I’m getting flashbacks to s4x01 when Lydia and Stiles were negociating with the Calaveras. - Lydia IS IN CONTROL BITCHES - How does Tamara know Lydia is a banshee? - “I’m confused.”, “So am I.” Ah,relationships. - Malia hates this thing called feelings lol - motherfuckers ITS JUST A LAB he won’t kill you in class, has he ever done that? no. so stop whining and use your fucking manners - why don’t you work alone. WHY DONT YOU TRY TO TALK TOT HE CLASS YOU USELESS ASSHOLE. Shouldn’t a teacher find this worrisome? - Oh great, Tamara. - Oh great, people trying to kill Scott. What’s new. - Prediction: Malia followed him. - Oooh, they’re invisible. I understand now. Corey is usefull for once yay! - Can someone kill Nolan please thank you. - Why couldn’t they go through the window though? - Nolan’s look of awe and surprise... can I assasinate him? Because I want to. - Tamara is the leader? The fuck? - “People like me?” yes, Tamara, people like you. They’ve stopped many accidents. If you just wanted to LISTEN. - oh great, a sob story i don’t care about - ah, the beast of gévaudan. lol if she finds out Mason was that - oh she was one of the people in the massacres. Okay. Well, you should’ve been dead, bitch. - Okay I get her reasoning. and that must’ve been traumatic. But just because you had one bad experience, doesn’t mean they all should die. - “He didn’t.” My prediction was correct. - BAMF!Malia has entered the room. - WITH LYDIA HELL YES BITCHES IM READY - LYDIA IN A LEATHER JACKET STILES WOULD BE SO TURNED ON - That’s very good logic, what Parrish is saying. I suppose it’s the subplot, the faceless monster, and that’s what eventually, maybe, will bring the hunters and supernatural together to kill it. maybe. hopefully. - LIAM CONTROL YOURSELF - nOLAN YOU ARE AN ATTENTION SEEKING BITCH DO YOU HAVE DADDY ISSUES OR SOMETHING - i hope these hunters all die because of that thing - yess Liam say that mantra! - ah so this monster isn’t even real. it’s schrodingers cat all over again. What if it’s the corpe of a Wild Hunt? - why are no teachers seeing this? - fuck off teacher - ah Parrish, lovely to see you. Hopefully nothing turns to shit - YESSS COACH HE KOWS WHATS UP I LOVE YOU (i lowkey started crying so thank you Bobby for stepping in) - it symbolises that there are still people out there who care. It’s hope. - is it... dead? - this world? Do they want to put them in the Wild Hunt Universe? - ITS THE GIRL

Next up, 6x15!

#teen wolf #tw #face-to-faceless #mccall pack #thoughts #tw spoilers

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naomi-lafleur · 7 years

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Funerals and Rebels

A/N: I said ukulele way too many times in this Merci @aliyatyson @mila-regan @niara-aldaine @tracie-beauchamp @sophiaravensfromillea and @haidenschreave for rping. Mentions of @baguette-le-chef and @felix-vladmska

It’s been about two days since the accident. I’ve barely spoken a word to anyone other than the maids, and when I do, it’s always monotone. I wander around the palace aimlessly as I watch distressed maids, drained servants, and a (more than usual) bitter Baguette, scurry all over the place. I walk past a portrait of the royal family and stop. I take my hands out of my dress pocket and set my eyes upon Queen Alize. My mind continuously repeats the same thing over and over and over again.

Dead. She’s lifeless right now because of you. You had the chance to save her, just like how you could’ve saved papa, but no. You’re useless, Naomi. You’re usele-

My thoughts are interrupted by Baguette shouting at the trainees in the kitchen. “Oh mon dieu, Tu me fais chier!” (SOrry if it isn’t accurate) It feels as if the palace is overcast with dark, dreary clouds.

Pull yourself together! You have to look cheerful, as always. It’ll make everyone feel better. Hide the depressed Naomi back inside where she belongs.

I take a deep breathe in, wipe away the tears, and turn around. I put on a fake smile and headed upstairs. Luckily, my maids were not in my room at the moment, so I grabbed my ukulele and hid myself in Viola’s old room.

The funeral was the following day. I hated this feeling. This whole fiasco just reminds me more of my dad. Can I just hide here all day?

The last time I attended a funeral was for my papa. I was only twelve years old at the time. I couldn’t even say the eulogy that I wrote for him, because I was sobbing so much that I couldn’t go on. That following year, my life became a wreck. Maman worked extra hours as a photographer, Etienne got more part time jobs, I couldn’t get any further education… Since I was too young to find any jobs other than making my art, Victoire, Lucien, and I scrounged the house for things to sell. When I turned fourteen, we got desperate. We were forced to sell everything that my dad owned. The only thing that I had left of him, was this ukulele that he handcrafted for my eleventh birthday.

This. This is all I have left of him.

I woke up the next morning to a maid’s shriek. She thought that I had been an intruder. You would’ve thought I killed her cat, considering how loud she screamed. After that little scare, I grumpily walked downstairs to my room, where my maids were worried sick. They all gathered around me and started talking all at once. I stared at the wall and sighed. The chatter died down.

“Zip it, you two! Miss Naomi, are you alright? Your eyes are as red as tomatoes… have you been crying?” I sniffled and gave them fake smile. “Of course I’m alright, why wouldn’t I be? A-And I probably just have allergies.” I said, dismissing her statement. They gave me a slight nod and began to dress me up for the funeral. I ended up wearing a simple black satin and velvet knee high dress, with a pearl necklace. I put on a pair of black heels and head downstairs.

I entered the Great Room, filled with thousands of guests, murmuring quietly. I take a seat beside Mila and Niara. My eyes wander around the room, and see Elaine crying on Haiden’s shoulder. Sadness fills my heart. How could something this tragic happen to such a wonderful family? I suddenly have trouble catching my breathe. I reach my arm out and grab Mila’s hand, which somewhat calms me down. As my heartbeat starts to go back to it’s normal rate, the eulogies begin. For the next 2 hours, I sit there in silence. As everyone cleared out of the room, I sat there unfazed, staring at the photo of Queen Alize.

I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry that I didn’t prevent this, this tragedy. I feel fortunate enough to have gotten to meet you and I apologize. May you rest in peace.

I felt much brighter the next morning. The cow balloons that I asked Eleanor to order, had finally arrived. I cheerfully walk down the hallways, in search of Haiden.

“Hey Haiden! After hours and hours of searching, I finally found it!“

He looks at me in confusion. “Found… what exactly?”

“Close your eyes first,” I said.

“Happy late birthday! Here are the cow balloons I was talking about,” I explain, referring to the joke I made on his birthday.

“Wow… that’s something. Thanks.”

“So how are you holding up after the incident?” I ask.

“Oh, uh… “ He says hesitantly.

I realize my mistake and apologize. “I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have brought it up. I’m so stupid,” I mutter.

“No, you’re not.”

“I should’ve known better than bring up this topic.” I shake my head. “You’ve already got so much to deal with and I’m just making it worse.”

“No, no, it’s fine, really. You can’t really make it much worse.”

“Well if you ever need anyone to talk to, just know I’m always here. I’ve gone through a loss too.” I sigh..”.. not as bad as yours, but it always helps to have someone there.”

We continue to talk, until I change the topic.

“Hmm… are you hungry? I’m craving crepes, and coincidentally, they’re the only recipe I can make without burning the whole kitchen down. Do you happen to be allergic to crêpes?”

“Um, I think I’ll be good. As long as there’s no fire.” Haiden said, jokingly.

“Don’t worry. I’m pretty skilled at using a fire extinguisher if I say so myself” I laugh.

“Now I’m nervous.”

I roll my eyes. “If your pants catch on fire, I’ll make sure to blast you with it.”

“Yikes. Let’s do this, then.”

I grab Haiden’s arm and drag him towards the kitchen. “C'mon, let’s go.”

We begin to get the ingredients.. “Okay first we’ll need… *looks in cupboard* Some flour, eggs, salt, sugar, and… butter”

“I don’t trust myself enough for the eggs, so I’ll get the other stuff.”

“What’s the worst that could happen? We got,” I look at the carton. “9 other eggs to experiment with. Come on, just try to crack one.” I say, handing him an egg.

Haiden cracks it, get shells in it, and accidentally drops some out of the bowl. I laugh and start to pick the shells out of the mixture. I hand him a bigger bowl to try again. He does the same thing, but doesn’t spill any of it this time.

“Wow congrats you didn’t spill it this time!” I exclaim, continuing to crack the other two eggs.

“This should go down in history books.”

“Yes, this is a such a monumental moment.” I pretend to tear up.”You will be known as the egg king by the people “

I accidentally crush a shell with my hand and start bleeding. I grab a unicorn band-aid out of my pocket and stick it on my finger. “I know, I know, you don’t have to say it. It’s very fashionable. Okay, you can start measuring the sugar and salt”

“ I was just going to ask why you had one on hand, but I won’t.”

“ You never know when it’ll come handy… but normal band-aids don’t work, only unicorn ones do”

“An exact science, I’m sure.”

“Absolutely. I think next we need the flour…” I struggle to carry the large bag of flour onto the table, and it plops on the table which gets everywhere.

“Haha I think you got a little something on your nose.” I said, gesturing to his nose.

Haiden crinkles his nose and wipes it on my face. “Now you have some”

I grabbed more flour and threw it at him, which turned into a full on war.

“This was a new suit.” He contemplated for a second before grabbing the bag of flour and dumping it on my head.

Nuh uh. He did not just do that

I laugh and grasp onto as much flour as I can from the mountain on my head and charge at him.

“Oh my I’m so sorry” I chuckle. “There was flour in my eyes… hmm I wonder how it got there.” At that moment, I realize that I was still on him, so I blush, roll off, and lay next to him.

“Can we just stay down here all day?” I ask.

“In flour?”

“Well we’re already covered in it. Whats a little more going to do?”

“We could set it on fire”

“I think its hot enough down here already. *pauses* oh god that sounded awful”

He laughs. “It definitely did”

“My bad. Sometimes I need to think these kinds of things through.” I roll onto my side to look at him “…You know you still have something on your nose, right?” I boop his nose.

“You know you still have something… everywhere”

I dust the flour off his cheek and lingered there momentarily. “Yeah, I wonder whose fault that is?”

“Yours”

“I believe that’s incorrect. If I recall you dumped the flour bag”

“Yes, but you dumped it on me which made it substantially worse.”

“Sure buddy. If that’s what you want to believe.”

Why did you call him buddy? Smh Naomi, smh

“That shall be the truth.”

“Is that how the truth works? I always thought differently.”

“Possibly.”

“So while we’re down here, why don’t you tell me a secret?”

“How forward. Uh, a secret… I like my milk first, then my cereal.”

You monster

I pretend to gasp. “That’s not a secret, that’s a sin,” I say matter of factly.

“I keep my sins secret.“

“What other kinds of sins are you talking about? Do you also straight up bite kit kats without breaking them apart?“

“Obviously”

“Haiden Schreave, what kind of man are you? Well, besides one that I like..”

Bleh. You did not just say that, Naomi. Give me a minute while I go puke.

“A threat society, I’m sure”

“ ”*laughs* I doubt that. You’re about as threating as a kitten. Wait aren’t you scared of cats?”

“Um, terrified, yes,” He states.

“You sure are a character, I’ll give you that.”

“You are too, Flour Girl.”

“Thanks, but it’s actually pronounced Lafleur.” I wink.

“Oh, my mistake. Laflour.”

HAHAHAHA DEAD

“So tell me a better secret, Haiden *pauses* What are your feelings for me?”

“What are yours for me?”

“Nonexistent until you tell me yours”

“Ouch.”

“Well, Haiden, I do like you. A lot actually… I just want to know if you return those feelings.” My face turns a bright shade of red.

“Of course I like you, but…”

Here comes the bad news…

I bite my lip. “…but what?”

“You seem like you just see me as a friend, you know?”

Did he just use reverse psychology to friend zone me? Good luck with your cow on the farm, Naomi. You’ll need it.

My lip starts to quiver and I mumble. “C'est dommage… Well, I’m sorry you feel that way”

“Naomi…”

Hide depressed Naomi. Hide her away.

I smile sadly. “It’s LaFlour, remember?”

“Laflour, I apologize. Are you upset with me?”

I stand up, brushed myself off, and wiped a tear away quickly. “ It’s… fine, let’s just finish these crepes. If one thing is going to work let it be these crepes.” I smiled.

“Naomi… LaFlour. You are such a wonderful person. You’re so positive and accepting. Don’t let a stupid boy make you cry.”

Too late

“Just to set the record straight, I don’t think of you as just a friend.” I offer him my hand to pull him up.

He accepts my gesture. “I know. But you still shouldn’t cry over me. Wasted tears. Cry over sad movies and dogs and really, really good food. Just… not over boys or me or anyone because we’re all trash bags.”

You’re not a trash bag, Haiden.

We discuss more about cows and trash, and then finish up the crepes. My heart shattered that night.

This shouldn’t be a surprise. We all knew it was going to happen.

A few days after that, Niara and I were wandering around the palace, when we heard some loud whispers. We turned the corner and, much to our surprise, see Aliya, Sophia, and Tracie.

Niara runs towards them. “What’s going on?’

“Rebel Attack!” Tracie screams.

“I am keeping my promise! No one will get hurt!” Sophia exclaims.

I stare at them in confusion and repeat Niara’s question. “Wait, what is happening?”

Aliya finally acknowledges us and waves awkwardly. “Oh no. Hi Naomi, hi Niara.”

Mila lets out a frustrated sigh and mutters to herself.

“Look, it’s kind of hard to explain, but there’s going to be running a lot of rebels through these halls any moment, and we need you to go the bunkers.” Aliya explains.

Tracie and Sophia continue to fight about attacking.

In a midst of the argument, I interrupt. “Uhhh, so where do we go?”

“Yes bunkers. Fast!” Sophia says.

I cannot make out a word they are saying with everyone talking all at once until Niara grabs my arm. “You’re dying with me, almond.”

Nuh uh. I am not willing to die over here. I already lost my chance with Haiden, so I just want to live a quiet, and peaceful life on a farm with a cow.

“Why you gotta make me die too?” I whine. “That is just rude.”

“There’s a rebel attack Niara,” Tracie says.

Sophia gets frustrated and drags Mila and I away.

Tracie pipes in. “I’m not part of it, by the way.”

“We’re not really trying to hurt anyone, we are getting supplies for the lower caste” Aliya tries to explain.

“Well… uh, I do not want to die,” I say, trying to hurry this along.

I look every which way, trying to make out a sentence in their conversation.

“Haiden is most likely already in the bunker”

“Listen to Niara!”

“Yes Aliya planned it, so it must be right”

“One question,” I ask calmly.

“Yes?” Sophia says.

“WHY ARE YOU GUYS ATTACKING THE PALACE!” I yell.

“GOOD QUESTION” Tracie responds.

The rest seem to ignore me.

“But indeed, the Prince is found more important than the Selected, so that’s why we wanted to check to get you to the bunkers in time.” Aliya says.

“REBELS ARE STUPID”

“Hey don’t call me stupid”

“Finally some common sense”

“How can I know to trust you?”

“Don’t pin it all on me, there’s like a whole team and all”

“Because we spend months together in this Palace? And we are here, and no guards yet”

I put my hands on my forehead. Oh mon Dieu. Is this really the time to be arguing? I grab Niara and Mila.

“LET’S JUST GO GUYS!” I exclaim.

“Naomi! Let go!” Niara screams.

“Thanks Nana. Here we go,” says Tracie.

“DO YOU WANT TO DIE?” I ask.

After much more bickering, we finally agree to go to a safe room.

Suddenly, I get a gut feeling. The realization hits me like a brick.

M-my ukulele

I sprint up the stairs without any warning or hesitation. Niara tries to grab my hand but it fortunately slips out of her grasp. “ALMOND, COME HERE!” She shouts.

If something happens to this ukulele, I will die with it. I will sacrifice my life for this instrument if it’s the last thing I do. I-I can’t lose this.

More and more tears roll down my eyes as I wipe them away. Gasping for air, I finally stumble into my room. I see a Northern Rebel rummaging through all my personal items. They wouldn’t touch my stuff, my ass. My eyes focus on the ground and see the picture of family ripped in half. I see his grimy hands holding my blue ukulele and I lose it.

The whole situation was a blur. I was so focused on getting my stuff back, that I couldn’t remember what happened. All I knew for sure, was that I hook kicked him, which then resulted in him going unconscious. I grabbed all my stuff and headed towards the safe room nearby. As I ran, I heard 2 men, presumably rebels, on my tail. I tried to escape them by turning a corner, but I got shot in the shoulder. I fell to the floor faced down, accepting death.

This is how I’ll die today

Gasping for more air, I heard someone running towards me. I had assumed that it was a rebel, who was going finish me off, but I heard a grunt and a man whispering to himself. I felt the man carry me into the safe room.

“C'mon, c'mon, c'mon. You’re going to be okay, alright? Someone will come save you. Someone wi-”

I tried keeping my eyes opened to see if I knew him, but his voice started to fade off. I heard the door slam, and then I was knocked out.

I woke up in a pitched black room with an aching pain in my left shoulder. In that moment, I remembered everything that happened. With my good arm, I reached out to turn on the lights. The light bulb flickered and lit up the whole room. I looked around, in search of a medical kit.

Beans, water, spare light bulbs, a clock…

I stared at the clock in confusion. I’d been asleep for 2 hours? Eventually I bandaged myself up the best that I could. I covered my bleeding finger with a unicorn band-aid that I had in my pocket and sighed. I sat there, blaming myself for everything.

You saw Cressida… You thought it was your imagination… If you just told someone, the queen wouldn’t be dead! If you hadn’t told papa to go into town and get you more paint… he wouldn’t have died. Everything… is always your fault. Everyone will leave you one day, just like how grandma did… and Viola… and how Haiden will.

I sat in the corner of the safe room in silence. I couldn’t move. The pain from my shoulder was still killing me even more, because I hadn’t been able to get the bullet out alone.

It’s been well over three hours already. Why isn’t anyone saving me?

I start to lose consciousness again.

Just… just wait a few more minutes, Naomi. They… they will come for you. Stay awake. You have to stay awake. You may not wake up this time.

Just as I lose hope and my eyes begin to droop, I hear a loud creaking sound. The bright light shines into the dim room, and I see a man in front of my face.

“Are you alright?”

I recognize him from somewhere. “I-I’m fi- “ My head drops. ”Oh I’m a-alright”

“You’re clearly not.” He carefully puts me in his arms and carries me to the hospital wing. Apparently not gentle enough, because he accidentally brushes my injured shoulder and I yelp in pain.

His eyes widen and then I remember. It’s Felix Vladmska. “I’m sorry, love. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“It’s alright. C-can you please get my ukulele and bring me t-to um… to the hospital wing? T-Thank you for sav-saving me.”

My droopy eyes shut and the last thing I remember, is Lavender running towards me.

#this fic sucks #my apologies #selectionoc #challenge 5 #naomi

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luxurose · 7 years

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92 truths

rules: once you have been tagged you are supposed to write 92 truths about yourself. at the end, choose however many people you want to tag!

I was tagged by: @louehangel who is rlly cute and who is apparently tryin to get me to expose myself 👀

long post so under the cut!

LAST…

[1] drink: water [2] phone call: my grandma haha [3] text message: my flatmates [4] song you listened to: “var” by sigur rós [5] time you cried: probs yesterday I cry all the time no shame

HAVE YOU EVER… [6] dated someone twice: no [7] been cheated on: I don’t think so aha [8] kissed someone and regretted it: yes [9] lost someone special: yes [10] been depressed: yes [11] gotten drunk and thrown up: yeah a lot of times especially when I was about 16. I really didn’t know how to stop back then lmao

LIST 3 FAVOURITE COLOURS: [12] red [13] dark purple [14] lilac

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU: [15] made new friends: yeah [16] fallen out of love: nope [17] laughed until you cried: yes [18] found out someone was talking about you: yes lol my flatmate but it wasn’t so bad [19] met someone who changed you: hmm no I don’t think so [20] found out who your true friends are: lmao no [21] kissed someone on your facebook list: yes actually smh

GENERAL: [22] how many of your tumblr friends do you know in real life: none ??? [23] do you have any pets: yes at my parent’s house, a cat and a dog who do Not get along [24] do you want to change your name: nope [25] what did you do for your last birthday: uh I stayed home alone all day watching fresh prince of belair, went out for a meal with family and drank nearly a whole bottle of wine, took my little sister for a cocktail, and then passed out in the car on the way home lmaooo a good birthday for me [26] what time did you wake up: ten because fridays are my lie in day [27] what were you doing at midnight last night: work I should’ve done weeks ago [28] name something you cannot wait for: to go home this afternoon [29] when was the last time you saw your mother: too long ago [30] what is one thing you wish that you could change about your life: um I wish I was doing a different degree lol [31] what are you listening to right now: a beethoven playlist on spotify hah [32] have you ever talked to a person named tom: yes?? [33] something that is getting on your nerves: my flatmates :’) [35] elementary: I guess this means primary school which was good for me [36] high school: um not the best time in my life lol [37] college: I went to sixth form not college which was a Huge mistake and I should’ve left that school as soon as I got the chance lmao although I think this means uni in england which i’m at now which is .. not great either lol [38] hair colour: auburn becuase I dye it [39] long or short hair: hm mid length?? [40] do you have a crush on someone: what’s that [41] what do you like about yourself: my hands ?? is that weird lol [42] piercings: two in my ears, my nose, and I used to have a double helix but it was uncomfortable to sleep on so fuck that tbh [43] blood type: no idea honestly oops [44] nickname: don’t really have one?? some of my old high school friends call me by my last name [45] relationship status: uhh single [46] zodiac sign: gemini [47] pronouns: she/her [48] fav tv show: hm right now i’m watching how to get away with murder bc I love viola davis idk about my fav I love too many [49] tattoos: not yet !!! [50] right or left handed: right

FIRST… [51] surgery: never had one [52] piercing: ears [53] best friend: hm the girl I used to live next door to probably or my little sister :’) [54] sport: I danced for 10 years like professional ballet but I had to give it up when I was 16 [55] vacation: I went to fuerteventura when I was about 5 and all I remember is getting a bee stuck in my eye and my grandma having to get it out hahahaha [56] pair of trainers: no idea wtf haha

RIGHT NOW… [57] eating: nothing [58] drinking: nothing [59] i’m about to: do a presentation about prism adaptation to my seminar group lmfao kill me [60] listening to: beethoven still [61] waiting for: my flatmate to get out of the shower [62] want: to go home [63] get married: not anytime soon lol [64] career: hahahahahahahaha

WHICH IS BETTER… [65] hugs or kisses: hugs I guess [66] lips or eyes: eyes [67] shorter or taller: taller [68] older or younger: older probably hm [69] romantic or spontaneous: spontaneous [70] nice arms or nice stomach: wtf idk [71] sensitive or loud: loud to make up for how quiet I am [72] hook up or relationship: lol neither rn [73] troublemaker or hesitant: uhhh a bit of both I guess

HAVE YOU EVER… [74] kissed a stranger: yes [75] drank hard liquor: yes [76] lost glasses/contact lenses: no [77] turned someone down: yes [78] sex on a first date: lmao [79] broken someone’s heart: apparently but we’re friends now haha [80] had your own heart broken: not romantically [81] been arrested: haaaaha [82] cried when someone died: yes [83] fallen for a friend: hahaha bye

DO YOU BELIEVE IN… [84] yourself: sometimes [85] miracles: not really [86] love at first sight: hm nope [87] santa claus: no :’) [88] kiss on the first date: yeah I guess [89] angels: no

OTHER… [90] current best friend: either a girl or a boy who’ve been my best friends since we were about 13 [91] eye colour: greeny blue too mary omg ;)) can you believe our eyes are ~larries [92] favourite movie: um too many but probably moulin rouge??

I tag @louieofc and @fireprooof if they feel like it bc they’re the ppl I see the most on my dash n they’re cute!!

#thank u for tagging me!!#this was fun and it took aaaages #so thanks for the accidental distraction from how anxious I am about this presentation thing :')))#hope you don't mind me tagging you #💕✨💕✨#personal #my 1d #tagged

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