#that was such a good Yennefer season too gosh

[spielzeugkaiser]

I wanted more of them! Where are my yenskier besties 👉👈🥺

#the witcher #the witcher season 3 #jaskier #yennefer of vengerberg #art #that was such a good Yennefer season too gosh #I love her 🥺

[h3rmitsunited]

Some witcher s2 spoilers reactions below the cut now that I finished watching the entire season in one sitting

Just as a precursor I have only read the first two short story books and none of the like regular ones and haven't played the games so I'm basically going into this mostly blind

This season like really got into the like complicated world building stuff, like conjuction orbs spheres wild hunt the whole like political back and forth and forth and back and all that and I was like okaaay so what is going on. Like context could pick up on most of what things meant but there was just a lot of like witcher jargon dropping this season

I really enjoyed geralt and Chris relationship, like geralt like immediately turning into protective dad was cute. It was quick but he's like I decided to find this kid and now I'm her dad so this is what's happening now.

Ciri like doing her own shit and like having the self destructive reckless tendencies and pushing herself hard to try to keep up and feel safe was good too and I liked the witchers just bringing her in and training with her even if they could be boorish men

Yennerfers storyline was wild as shit though. Like the mess with fringilla and her not being able to use her magic and having to rely on her manipulation and talking and just like everything with cahir and tissaia.

Also like fringilla and Francesca were giving me vibes like why couldn't we have had powerful magic girlfriends raising a little elf baby together. Did not realize that filavandrel was the dad until later when she was like stay and I was like huh okay.

The witch hut stuff was a little weird though just like motivation wise with yen and fringilla and Francesca it was I don't know it was just like hard to kind of follow why things were happening like they were

Loved jaskier my sweet boy. When that elf in the sewer said that first thing about the sandpiper I got so excited because I was like oh yes there he is at last. And yes, personally I would have loved more jaskier because shut up but like fiiinnee I'll deal and like I liked the rest of the parts and the actors and everything and I know people are going to get their pants all shoved up their butts about anything related to the bardy boy because they want to be all people that like him are ruining the show blah blah blah but like can you not... thanks.

Anyways jaskier loved his and yennefers scenes this season. Him checking on her in the last episode after she'd got the witch thing and just like running his hand over her wrist and them just having their little head butts but when he saw how burnt out (literally) she was when she showed up and he like put on the soft insults just to give her something normal and then her getting off the boat to go after him! Oh my gosh and then him trying to go back after her before she disappeared. My heart. They're both softies and I loved it

I thought the fight scenes were cool this season too the one at the temple stuck out to me as being a good one with the way they filmed it and everything that table flip when the camera followed like damn

Also like I did not realize that fucking eskel was just gonna die like immediately like wtf. I saw all the hype and the fucking fanfics and everything and I was like cool new dude and then he just gets tree'd to death does that happen in the books too? I'm assuming more of them die but like at this point in the story...

Edit: after two seconds in the eskel tag can confirm this was not a thing in the books and this character was very bad no good so my feeling like this was weird and out of place was pretty justified and I am sorry to ya'll that liked the character and saw him get utterly and completely fucked over.

Little quips were fun. Geralt and ciri both being like yeah I read books asshole lol all of jaskiers lines yennefers giving no fucks half the time geralt giving more fucks and being exasperated dad

Cough joey batey shirtless scene anyone cough cough sorry what?

Geralts goddam thighs yennefers boob dress Lamberts majestic hair

Roach 😭😭😭😭

Did they have the r*pe thing in the grain of truth story in the book? Like that ending to the first episode after like feeling bad for nivellen and getting to know his story and then they just drop that, and like I remember reading it obviously they changed things since it was pre ciri but I don't remember that part...

Anyways my brain is still processing all that 8 hours of watching this show. But just initial reactions. What did everyone else think?

#the witcher #the witcher spoilers #the witcher s2 #initial reactions #dont read if you havent watched because spoilers

[kyndaris]

Look at this Trove! Treasures Untold!

As a multifaceted millennial, you should know that I know quite a lot when it comes to pop culture. After all, I play video games, watch cultured television shows and movies on massive streaming sites and read books. The three hobbies that essentially make me a repository for all things hip and chic. Think of any topic and I can match you with a quote or a meme. Lord of the Rings? Please. In your ear, I’ll whisper, ‘One does not simply,’ or ‘You shall not pass!’ How about Mass Effect, I hear you ask? ‘I’m Commander Shepherd and this is my favourite store on the Citadel!���

My one great foible, of course, is when nobody picks up on the references that I make. The cost of knowing so much is to see it not being recognised by those around me. It is a crying shame that I cannot discuss the Greek gods and goddesses or their many myths and legends.Nor can many appreciate a good old ‘taxation without representation’ chant. 

Do these people live under rocks? How can they not have known about She-Ra and the Princesses of Power? Why does no-one else seem to ship FitzSimmons along with me? Am I the only person that has bothered to read excellent fantasy authors? Why aren’t others jumping at the opportunity to watch Hamilton with me at the Lyric Theatre?

It should come as no surprise that social media, such as Tumblr, are rife with references to television shows and video games and the odd anime or two. But when you spend so much time on the internet, you forget that there are other people in the world that simply aren’t as ‘fetch’ as you are.

Take for example, my work colleagues. Not one could appreciate that I quoted the great Sherlock Holmes by chastising them for their lack of attention to detail. ‘You see, but you do not observe,’ said I in a grand booming voice. They stared at me like I was insane. As if true genius could be sidelined because the poor fools around me knew not what I quoted. 

Even among my family and friends, I have often felt to hide certain aspects of myself. Would they be able to appreciate the science behind Game Theory? What about OutsideXbox or PlayStation Access? Do they even know that there are a group of nerdy-ass voice actors that play Dungeons and Dragons every Thursday (but which I will only get to watch Tuesday morning)?

Honestly, dear reader, you know not the self-restraint I showed when I saw TWO people wearing Sora, Donald and Goofy t-shirts on a train platform on TWO separate occasions. I wanted to march on over, even though one was busy tip tap typing away at her laptop and DEMAND that we talk about the Kingdom Hearts franchise and so that I also drop some epic one-liners like, ‘My friends are my power,’ and ‘You’re not taking Kairi’s heart!’ 

Too often, I’ve played it safe by keeping subtle pieces of geeky memorabilia on my persons. A Kingdom Hearts lockscreen on my phone, Lucario Pokesketch for my train pass, Lightning Farron dangling from my house keys.

True, there have been a few great moments when I’ve spotted my fellows out in the wild. A man wearing a DOOM shirt who had also named his daughter after the infamous Tomb Raider, an appreciator of the intricacies in the Yennefer and Geralt romance and of course all the employees that work in EB Games and Zing. Let’s not forget the discovery that one of the new people in my workplace is an absolute Warcraft nut that smacked down my Medivh impression when I recited the first few lines of the Warcraft 3: Reign of Chaos prologue.

One of these days, I need to scrounge up my courage and attempt to make small talk with other people that share my interests. I mean, aren’t we all socially awkward individuals that can barely string words together? No? Just me? Darn it all! 

In any case, I’m all for more people displaying what they love. And, if you see a random Asian woman intensely staring at your t-shirt, be sure to come over and say ‘hi’ so that we can discuss books, games or even guilty pleasure television shows like You or Pretty Little Liars. To this day, I still don’t know what drove me to watch all seven seasons. I mean...I started because Nolan North and Holly Marie Combs (PIPER! FROM CHARMED) were in it. But I can’t say why I continued after the second season...

And gosh, I can’t believe I also managed to stomach all of Gossip Girl. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?

#personal blog #nerding out

[imnotwolverine]

It’s a 50/50 thing

Henry Cavill x OC Lisa - multi-chapter fic

Author’s note: A little bit of cute fluffy fluff. I’m also slowly adding more imagery to my stories, since I realise they do get a bit lengthy every now and then. Hope you ladies and gents enjoy that. Have a nice Thursday!

Word count: 2.420

Disclaimer: fluff

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This is part 10 of the Tea for Two story. 

Find the Masterlist here. 

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< Go back to part 9

The end credits rolled over my dark laptop screen. It was evening and the house smelled of our activities today. Meaning: sweat, sex, pizza, in that order. We had not even bothered to put on any clothes today - Henry had simply slipped in my fluffy pink robe when Kal needed a pee break - and right now we had ended up more then satisfied and mildly sleepy, in my bed, watching a movie. Or should I say our bed? I looked over at Henry, who was scrolling through some memes on his phone, smiling occasionally. Cute dork. And as if he hadn’t completely bruised me with his love making yet, I once more felt my loins fire up. Gosh. We were like horny teenagers who’s parents weren’t home for the day. 

Thinking of…parents. Hmm. My eyebrows knitted together at the uneasy thought of meeting his parents next week. At the fucking London premier of this Witcher season. Talking of a bad moment. But I guess we might as well get it over with…

‘What are you thinking? I can almost hear the cogs and wheels turning in your pretty head dear.’ Henry hummed, finally looking away from his screen. He looked so devilishly beautiful with his dark long curls messily framing his strong features, those satisfied, loving blue eyes lingering on my face. His body was propped up against some pillows, the duvet barely covering his private parts. Henry raised an eyebrow as he saw my eyes linger down his abs. ‘Again?’ He purred, chuckling softly. ‘Oh..oh no. I was just..thinking of meeting your parents.’ I said, sucking in my lips - something I did whenever I felt a bit uncomfortable. ‘Hmmm.’ Henry rolled on his side, pulling my face closer so he could place a kiss on my forehead. ‘Are you nervous?’ He asked honestly, looking down into my eyes. GODS why did this man smell so good. Okey brain. Not now. ‘I ..eh..think so. A bit. That’s normal right?’ I rolled onto my back, looking at the ceiling. ‘Especially since it’s going to be at the ..premier.’ I added, sighing softly.

Henry let a hand travel over the soft skin of my arm before finally resting it on my hand, which I had folded over my belly. He hesitated a moment, putting away his phone on the night stand, then propping up his head on one arm. ‘I eh…maybe we can…’ He halted his words, studying my face as I kept looking at the ceiling. ‘Are you upset?’ He said softly. I looked back at him, a reassuring smile playing softly at my lips. ‘No…I know you can’t help it. It just happens to be the way it is.’ I shrugged, staring back at the ceiling before closing my eyes, breathing out softly. ‘Sweetheart..’ His hand cupped my face, turning it towards his in a gentle manner before placing his hand back on my belly. I kept my eyes closed. ‘Hmm?’ I hummed. ‘Look at me.’ He begged softly. I instantly opened my eyes, seeing a flash of insecurity and hurt in his eyes. ‘Bearr…’ I whispered, also cupping his cheek. ‘Oh!…You do know I really want to meet your parents? And that other then a slight inconvenience, it really isn’t the end of the world that I’ll be meeting them there?’ I searched his eyes, but saw he had closed off his emotions again, trying to be strong. Why did he keep doing that? What happened that he got so insecure about this?

I sighed as he remained quiet, then continued; ’You know. I’ve had some rather..interesting meet-the-parents moments with my exes. The best one yet is probably when I met the parents of a german ex boyfriend. He was a musician and I had, on a whim, decided to join him to one of his shows in Germany. He had said his parents weren’t home that night, so we’d be staying at his parents place. It saved us a whole night of driving, so that seemed like a solid plan. Little did we know that his parents were to be having a family brunch the next day, and they’d be bringing grandma and some aunts and uncles..you guessed it; at his parents house. We had been sleeping in since we’d gotten home around 4-ish..and just while I wanted to go pee - wearing only his shirt - I was welcomed by his grandmother who also wanted to go to the toilet. MAN. That was…embarrassing. Yes. Embarrassing.’ I smiled, remembering the look on that grandma’s face all too well. Henry chuckled, nodding. ‘I’ve once introduced a girlfriend to my parents, just hours after finding out she was leaking pictures of us to the press, spreading lies about us being betrothed. I don’t know if that was wise..but..I didn’t want to ruin the night. She didn’t even know that I knew. Gosh…’ He sighed, looking down at his hand down on my belly. ‘That sounds pretty fucking awful.’ I sighed in turn, looking at his face as the heavy furrow in his eyebrows slowly released, his face relaxing. He looked back at me. ‘You sure have had some..interesting girlfriends huh?’ I said.

‘Interesting..yes.’ He sighed again, before wrapping his hand around my waist to pull me closer. ‘Oh sweet Lisa. I don’t know what I did to deserve you.’ He hummed in my hair, placing a few kisses on my temple. I chuckled, wrapping my arm in turn around his large body, our other arms now trapped between our bodies. ‘Dinosaur arms.’ I laughed, wriggling the fingers of my trapped hand. He laughed in turn, wrapping his fingers around mine before his other arm pulled me even closer, almost crushing me against his chest. I continued, the sound slightly muffled by his chest: ’And you deserve every bit of happiness and love, dear bear. You are a kind and gentle man. You are patient, smart, funny. You show you care about the people around you. And you always give more then you take. Sometimes too much maybe. Sometimes you don’t even allow yourself to have needs.’ I spoke. I felt his breath choke up a bit, but I couldn’t move away to see his face, his arm keeping me flush against his chest. ‘You okay?’ I asked softly. He nodded, hiding his face in my hair. ‘Thank you.’ He said, before finally easing his arm into a loose embrace, his lips brushing against mine. ‘Thank you for being here with me. And thank you for being yourself. I guess I can get a little insecure and try to push these memories away by keeping myself busy.’ ‘Well..you sure are a BUSY man, mr. Cavill.’ I smiled, before laying another kiss on his lips. Our eyes met for a quiet moment, just looking at each other, our arms entangled. ‘Thank you for telling me.’ I whispered, keeping my gaze on his eyes. He nodded before rolling on his back again, looking over his right shoulder to find a softly snoring Kal.

‘Let’s go to sleep.’  

‘Yea..let’s.’

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It was Friday. Henry had barely been at home. And if he was, he was constantly calling or reading and writing emails. I on the other hand had little to no work. The Witcher project was wrapped up for this year and my next job wouldn’t start ‘till the beginning of the new year - a whole month from now.

Instead I had busied myself with meeting up with friends here in LA. It felt like ages since I last spoke to them. One of them had gotten a girlfriend..which in the nerd community is HUGE, and another had just started a new job. I had paid them a visit last night, soon finding the whole friendgroup cramped up in a small dungey apartment. It had felt so good to be around them again. I had almost forgotten what it was like to have no cameras constantly pointing at me. Just drinking wine, playing boardgames and chatting. Life with Henry sure was weird, when I came to think of it.

I heard the front door click open and looked away from my laptop. It was about 4 pm and I hadn’t thought I’d see Henry again until we were actually at the premier here in LA. Kal sprinted off to greet the friendly intruder. ‘Honey, I’m home.’ Henry chanted from the small hallway, before appearing in the doorway of the living room. He was smiling from ear to ear. ‘Hey you.’ I said, moving my laptop to a spot next to me on the fluffy couch. I sat up to get a better look at Henry. ‘What are you doing here?’ I said, raising a surprised eyebrow. ‘We wrapped up a little earlier then expected and I just wanted to see you two…’ He gave Kal another ruffle through his fur before he stepped into the small living room, leaning over the couch to kiss me. His eyes were dragged to my laptop screen. ‘Shopping huh?’ He chuckled, picking up the laptop and taking the seat there, before placing the laptop on his lap. ‘Yea..I had thought that that one fancy dress I own would be more then sufficient for this whole Witcher premier thing. But alas..I suddenly got myself into attending TWO Witcher premiers. Surely the fashion police will have my head if I appear in the same dress twice..in less then a week’s time.’ I chuckled. Henry smiled.

‘Found anything you like?’ He said, mindlessly scrolling through the page - had I ever seen a man shop for women’s dresses? - I chuckled. ‘A few, you can go to the checkout. I’ve added some dresses there so I can make up my mind later.’ I moved in closer, hooking an arm around his and laying my head on his shoulder. I could feel the gentle flexing of his arm as he moved his fingers over the small trackpad of the laptop. ‘Why don’t you just get all of them?’ He asked genuinely. ‘Oh, Mr. Cavill, I don’t feel like dragging around 10 dresses in my tiny suitcase, thank you very much.’ I laughed, before moving up a bit and kissing his cheek. ‘Well, in that case I’d say the black and white one.’ He nodded, as if that was his final decision. ‘Yennefer would approve.’ I smiled, moving my hand to close the laptop and get his attention.

Henry sighed in mock annoyance, then put the laptop on the coffee table before patting his lap. ‘Come sit.’ ‘Me?’ I asked, a bit confused. Had I been naughty? ‘Yes you.’ He said, finally glancing over at me, a playful grin on his lips. I obediently climbed on his lap, wrapping an arm around his shoulder to steady myself. ‘Well daddy..what is it?’ I quipped playfully. His grin grew wider. ‘I have…’ He looked me in the eye. ‘..A proposition.’ I felt his hand snake around my waist. ‘I have been discussing a lot with my management team. Discussing about ..the future.’ I felt my stomach do a summersault as he spoke. Future? I remained quiet, looking expectantly at him. He however didn’t seem phased by my silence, as he continued: ‘I wish to make a bit more room in my schedule, so we at least have a good chance of ..making this, us, work.’ His eyes searched mine. I felt my cheeks flush. ‘What are you trying to say Hen?’ I asked feebly. ‘I’d like to say that I want to split our schedules. We both have jobs we love. Both have time consuming, very demanding jobs. So how would you feel about going 50/50? Half of the year you’d follow my footsteps. The other half of the year I follow you.’  

It took a good few seconds before it sank in what he was saying. What this would mean. What he was sacrificing. ‘Oh my.’ I finally stammered, the surprise in my face more than evident. He smiled, one of his hands languidly caressing my back, giving me the time to mull it over. ‘…Really?’ I asked, still not completely believing what he just said. ‘Really really.’ He laughed happily. ‘Will you agree to that?’ He asked, his eyes searching for an answer in mine. ‘Heck yes! Uh..well… at least…only if your managing team has not set out a murder for hire contract to get rid of me.’ I smiled, wriggling in excitement on his lap. He laughed out loud. ‘Don’t worry. They’ll have to get past me first.’

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I remember when I first met Henry. I had caught Kal somewhere in the Hollywood hills, his leash dragging behind him through the rough bushes. I had called the number on his tag and not long after Henry had shown his face. I swear, within those first 20 minutes of knowing Henry he had shown me more than a hundred facial expressions. So cute. But my favourite facial expression of his was still the dorkily staring one. The one I had first seen when I had looked around one last time before disappearing behind the steep curb of his house, that first day we met.

It was tonight that I was once more graced with the presence of THAT face. The exact moment being when he finally found me standing far away in the crowd of the premier’s reception. He was mid-conversation with one of the scenario writers when his eyes caught a hold of mine. The way his breath kind of halted, his mouth slightly drooping and his eyes glazing over with admiration.

I waved.

Gosh. What is wrong with me. I don’t know why I waved, but I guess I waved. You know, the type of silly, excited waving that is totally not appropriate for the situation. And just like that he awoke from his silent stare, only to break out in such loud laughter, I think half the room looked up to know what was so funny.

It was then I realised we were both just silly dorks. Like two peas in a pod. And I was more then a little glad that he was willing to be my other half. The 50% to my 50%.

Henry had made his way over to me. ‘Hi.’ He smiled. ‘Hi.’ I smiled in turn, still feeling a blush on my cheeks, before feeling his fingers gently tug up my chin, his body pushing closer to mine.

It was the first time he kissed me at a public event.

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Part 11 > 

#henry cavill fanfiction #henry cavill fanfic #fanfiction #bed #snuggles #fluff #fluffy #henry cavill #50/50 #sharing #season premier #the witcher #witcher #teafortwo

[angel-e-v-a]

POSITIVE 20 QUESTIONS TAG GAME

I was tagged by @fierydeans, thanks so much darling, this is fun!!! ❤️❤️❤️

1. Name 4 fictional characters who showcase your personality the best, with explanations if you want.

Ouch, that’s hard, I have a very weird personality. 

Temperance Brennan from Bones: For one part. I love to read, watch documentaries, have a scientific approach to life and little to no knowledge of popular culture and can appear unintentionally cold and offensive, but in fact am anything except cold.

Lucifer from Supernatural: I’m a very bitter bean who’s in more than an instance almost ruined her life and everything else around me because I’ve little to no idea what’s forgiveness. I variate between being very emotional and wanting to burn down everything. I love annoying people who annoy me. Also, family blows. Plus, I literally don’t know how to shut up and pay attention to me, I’m bored sums up 50 percent of my personality. 

Yennefer of Vengerberg from The Witcher: I’ve never been shy a day in my life. I want everything. My biggest dream was to be important to someone, and I also had big self esteem issues on the account of my physical look. I’m super nice and sweet, but only with chosen group of people. Otherwise, I’m that snarky bitch™ .

Dean Winchester from Supernatural: Now, we may not share life views, and I’m definitively not the person that loves flirting, but gosh, do we share a temper. Besides, we have same taste in movies and music, we both don’t hold ourselves back and do what we want to at the moment, whether it’s too eat junk or drink until stupor. Also overly protective, and very much not above crude jokes and random childish innuendos.

2. Aesthetic

Too wild and messy for one. Blog consist of whatever I love/drool on. 

3. Favorite musical/play?

Hamlet or Richard III. How am I supposed to decide?

4. What is the best compliment you’ve ever received?

People telling me I’m the smartest/one of the smartest people they met. It doesn’t do good to my ego or social life, but certainly the only type of compliment that makes me truly content. 

5. How many times have you been in love?

Umm, five times? Though, three of those were more obsession than love. Only two of those experiences were positive, both in term of relationships and emotions, with my ex-boyfriend who I lived with for almost a year, and we parted just because we had nothing more in common, and with my husband, on the account of him being as sane as I’m. 

6. Embarrassing story or fact about yourself that makes you laugh now?

Oh hahahahah, my, I have a lot of those. I once got so drunk on moonshine I just fell asleep at the table and woke 24 hours later. Friends were unsuccessfully trying to wake me up with loudest music all day. The other time my husband (boyfriend at the time, we knew each other for few weeks), made pirozhki and I, who weighted only 35 kg at the time, ate 40 of them!!! Imagine that! 40!!! I vomited all over the apartment, vomited all night and thought I was legit gonna die. And the first time I went to a Chinese restaurant (the worst thing it was with my boss) I loved the food so much, I was just ordering random things from the menu, up to the point the waiter could barely contain laughter when bringing plates. I got so bloated that when I left the place, I had to take of my skirt in the middle of the street because I couldn’t breathe. The luck is I had the tunic, which I sometimes wore as a dress with thighs, and sometimes as blouse with wide belt and skirt, so I wasn’t naked or flashing undies, but man, were people looking at me thinking I’m legit gonna strip bare in the middle of the street.

7. Favorite Disney/Pixar movie?

Hmm, I don’t really like many of them. Toy Story I think.

8. Favorite flower or plant?

Not much of a plant person. But I love roses, and poisonous flowers, and adore venus fly traps. 

9. What’s your favorite holiday?

Birthdays. The only holidays I accept. 

10. Name three things that made you laugh or smile this past week.

I just laughed like mad when recalling the embarrassing stories.

My dog doing dances to get more food, because it’s never enough.

I’m teaching my husband to play chess, because it’s not fair, I have nobody left to play chess with me and I miss it so much. And it’s quite hilarious, especially since he can’t stop thinking he gets a bonus move if he eats my figure.

11. What song would you play to introduce yourself to someone?

Look What You Made Me Do!!! It’s so me.

12. Name something that truly makes you feel peaceful even at your most stressed moments.

It’s usually books and shows and movies I like, and making gifs, but for the last couple of months, whenever I get to the point of blowing up I just watch over and over again that one blasted season of The Tomorrow People. Oh and since coronavirus, I got myself Yu-Gi-Oh! Legacy of the Duelist Link Evolution and can’t stop drinking with more than couple of days pause. It’s the year 2020 and all I’m doing is playing Duel Monsters and getting drunk, it feels like I’m back in my teenage-hood, somebody kill me pls.  

13. What do you, did you, or would you study at college?

I'm a vet technician by profession (the one I learned for, never worked as one a day, I somehow wound up being a translator), but what I wanted to study the most is forensic medicine. However it was a no no (nobody wants to specialize those, they are needless around here). Now I just wanna scrape enough money to enroll either molecular biology or biochemistry and not let myself get intimidated by the fact I’m bad at math. I was bad at math before, but I still had top grade in chemistry. Surely college can’t be much worse.  

14. This is kind of a weird one, but which outfit of yours makes you feel most like yourself?

My leather jacket, tights, black shirt and black boots. The blacker, the better. 

15. What is a quote you live by?

You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist. ―  Nietzsche

16. Name the funniest playlist name you have.

I don’t name them. Pah. Too lazy

17. Make a reference to an inside joke you have with someone you love with zero context.

It’s not dead enough.

18. What is a message you would give your younger self if given the chance?

Please, stop trying to off yourself and drinking all your money. Also stop being a total douche with everyone, not everybody hates you.

19. Who is your favorite family member? (If you have no good blood family members, feel free to mention someone in your found family)

My husband. He’s technically the only family member I have now, unless you count the dog, and a bunch of uncles who don’t really care and it’s mutual.

20. What’s a secret dream of yours?

World domination. Admit it’d be cool.

Thanks again, @fierydeans, I had loads of fun doing this!!!

Tagging: @blakechaos08 @stormborndean @brieflymaximumprincess @mrsimoshen @smolrowena @cherrypierowena @honeyeddeans and everybody who wants to do it. 

#tag game

[brienneofqarth]

answer 20 questions and tag other people you’d like to know better!

i was tagged by @asolitaryrose​​ thank you ♥♥♥

1. name: Gabriella

2. nicknames: Gaa, Gab, Gabri, Bri, Frugi depending on who i’m with + a couple others :P

3. zodiac sign: capricorn

4. height: 180 cm / ...5′11? i think?

5. languages spoken: italian, english, rusty french, basic german, veeery distant memories of latin, ancient greek and arabic (i guess sicilian counts too? maybe?)

6. nationality: italian

7. favorite fruit: grapes, strawberries + any summer fruit, it’s my favorite thing about summer if not the only good thing

8. favorite season: autumn

9. favorite scent: that rain one, yes. the sea, coconut, roast chestnuts, certain types of homemade food (which is half the reason i love cooking) and herbs (basil is love basil is life)

10. favorite color: red in any shade, olive green, bright purple

11. favorite animal: elephants! and gyraffes and camels and dogs and wolves

12. favorite fictional character: oh wow, how can i choose one? catelyn stark, regina mills, leliana, isabela, yennefer of vengerberg, dana scully, oscar françois the jarjayes and about a hundred more ladies. it’s all about the ladies here.

13. coffee, tea or hot chocolate?: coffee ftw! i don’t mind the other two though

14. number of blankets you sleep with: i can go from the lightest sheet in summer (just to have some kind of cover on or i won’t be able to sleep lmao) to the biggest fluffiest duvet in winter, but it’s generally just one

15. when your blog was created: 2011... those were dark times

16. favorite subject: anything to do with ancient civilizations so like, roman+greek history/literature in high school and archaeology/anthropology later, plus any foreign language i could get my hands on lol

17. currently watching: Harlots and Sharp Objects, although i’m a bit behind on the second one because there’s only so much stress i can handle in a week

18. favorite band: i don’t listen to bands very often right now, i’m more into various kinds of instrumental music with some opera sprinkled on top. But i do like Muse and oh so many bands/artists from the 90′s, especially female-fronted bands

19. instruments played: when i was little i studied piano for a year but couldn’t go on, which i still regret a bit. later on i picked up (electric) guitar, then switched to bass as soon as i could afford to buy a decent one and i haven’t put it down since.

20. favorite book: oh gosh this is the hardest one, there are so many! I’ll go with my first favorite book, which is Il Nome Della Rosa by Umberto Eco. Honorable mention for ASOIAF and A Storm Of Swords specifically, Crime And Punishment, Paula, Il Fu Mattia Pascal, Rebecca and more recently anything by Gillian Flynn.

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