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restinslices · 2 months

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How do you think the long haired men of Mk (Bi-Han, Kuai, Liu Kang, Raiden, and Kung Lao) would feel if their partner did or played with their hair? You can choose of its paragraphs or bullet points

We’re finishing these requests bit by bit!

Off topic but I downloaded Spotify after not having it for years and why tf do I have to listen to 5 unskippable ads to listen to music? Who decided this? And y’all adding songs I didn’t ask for to my playlists. Go deep down to hell.

Bi-Han

I’ve always said that Bi-Han isn’t fond of physical touch but I don’t think he’d be against his partner playing with his hair

I feel like his reflex reaction is to hit whatever touches him unexpectedly so warn him beforehand

Or get hit

It’s all on you

Any sort of affection he prefers to do in private. Same goes for this

Idk why but I think when Bi-Han is stressed, he takes his hair out of a bun then puts it back into a bun

If his partner wanted to do that for him instead, he’d appreciate it

He’d mainly enjoy it when you two are alone and not really doing anything

His mind is always moving 60+ miles a minute. Running your fingers through his hair or taking his bun out and putting it back in will slow his mind a bit

It's calming but I don't think he'd ever ask for it himself

He doesn't really ask for affection at all tbh

When it comes to doing his hair, it's either a bun or straight down. He doesn't really do anything else and he's a party pooper

He'd arguably enjoy this more than typical affection, like kissing and cuddling

Kuai Liang

Honestly I think all the guys would enjoy it

Kuai Liang specifically enjoys his partner helping him wash his hair

Could he do it himself? Yeah.

But he enjoys spending time together and it helps him relax

I'm pretty sure Kuai Liang’s hair is only long enough for a bun or a weak ass ponytail

He has his pride so that ponytail shit is not happening

A nice shoulder massage and running your fingers through his hair is ideal relaxation after doing whatever bullshit the day brought

I don't think he has any complaints against it

He sees affection as a positive and since this is a way of showing affection, he's ok with it

Plus it relaxes him like I said

You can possibly get away with putting accessories in his hair

If you did it when he was asleep, I don't see him immediately taking it out. He'd humor it

This man has a wife for a reason y'all! He's a lover! He's enjoying any sort of affection and he's playing with your hair as well

You guys can do each others hair as a way to spend time together

Unless you're bald

Maybe he'll rub your bald head. idfk

Liu Kang

Another lover

This man just wants to live his life and have a special someone and they will not let this man have either. His life is nothing but tragedy

So with that being said, he’s accepting any kind of affection

Doing his hair would be more fun than doing Kuai Liang or Bi-Han’s hair because his is longer

His default style is the top knot but he’d be alright with you doing his hair in different styles

Multiple buns, braids, ponytail(s), ect

And when I say braids, I do not mean fucking box braids. Do not piss me off

He wouldn’t keep it in for long but he wouldn’t take it out immediately

He thinks it’s cute

When it comes to playing with his hair aimlessly, he also wouldn’t mind

As long as you’re not twirling his hair while he’s tryna fight or focus, he won’t mind

Did I mention this man is touch starved?

Everytime his life looks like it’s starting to get better, some bullshit happens

So please love on him

Twirl his hair with your fingers, run your fingers through his hair, randomly start braiding his hair, offer to help wash his hair, do all that lovey shit

Raiden

Raiden only has enough hair for a mini bun and idk how long his hair is when it’s down

So he doesn’t have inches like Liu Kang does

When it comes to doing his hair the options are limited

I think he’d be neutral on it

He’d prefer other ways to show affection but he doesn’t dislike you playing with his hair

He’d prefer hand holding or sitting close to each other. Stuff like that. So he doesn’t dislike someone playing with his hair, it’s just not his favorite

Prefers it in short doses

Idk why but I feel like at some point the feeling of fingers in his hair would drive him a bit nuts

Y’all gotta take halftime

As for doing his hair, you’re more than welcome to put it back in its usual bun but that’s all he got

Him, Liu Kang and Kuai Liang I think are lovers fr so I think they appreciate affection the most. Especially physical affection.

If you wanted to do the accessorizing thing, you could give him a special ponytail holder and he’d use it

That’s all the main thoughts I have about him tbh. He likes affection so he’s not against playing with or doing his hair, but he has other preferred methods of affection

Kung Lao

I need us to be fr just for a second-

Kung Lao has the shaved sides and undercut. The only hair he really has is that mini ponytail

He has SOME hair but I can assume he probably has the shortest out of everyone on this list

And so I must say, he would feel mixed

Because on one hand he’s like “what are you even playing with? This is kinda weird. Can’t we do anything else?”

And on other days when he’s feeling it (why the change? Depends on the day) he��s like “make it enough”

Majority of the times he’d feel like the first scenario I brought up

Idk, I feel like someone toying with your little pony would throw anyone off

Maybe there’s a skin and his hair is down and I haven’t seen it, but I’m assuming his hair is pretty short. Out of the ponytail it’s maybe just reaching his shoulders?

Another situation where if you wanna put it in the usual pony, you’re more than welcome to

Will also wear any ponytail holders you give him

Will wear any little accessories but doesn’t keep them in for a long time

If you wanna put his hair in a little bun, he won’t protest, but you’ll look away and he’ll put it back in his default style

It’s not that he doesn’t like it. He’s just used to that specific style. When it’s changed, it makes him feel off

Also multiple other characters have buns. He doesn’t wanna be like these other hoes

I am now realizing how short this is-

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hp-hcs · 6 months

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IM SO GAY FOR THEO ITS INSANE, Theodore Nott x ftm Reader PLEAAASE. Your fics got my kicking my legs and twirling my hair fr. Everytime i see you update I get so EXCITED

you are so fuckin sweet cmere lemme mwah 😚💋

this one is not particularly good nor coherent, cause it’s really late and i have no idea how my eyes are still open ngl but this request was just SO GOOD i couldn’t wait till tomorrow xx

scars — roommate! theodore nott x ftm! post top surgery! reader

how is this man allowed to exist istg

Warnings: reader has had top surgery, the author has not (yet); may be inaccurate idfk

requests r open mfs. be like this rad anon. request.

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You turned off the water, stepping out of the shower. After drying off, you realized you’d made a mistake.

You’d forgotten a shirt.

Not that big a deal, right? Wrong.

Two large scars cut their way across your chest. A source of pride for you, but one that still made you a bit self conscious nonetheless.

You could hear your roommate, Theodore, banging around just outside the door. You started to mentally panic.

Theodore didn’t know you were transgender. You’re fucked.

You cursed under your breath, buttoning up your pants and running a hand through your hair as you considered your options.

You could wrap your towel around your chest? No, that’s even more obvious.

You could ask him to hand you a shirt? But then he’d want to know why.

You could just hide in the bathroom until he goes away? That’s pathetic, no.

Cursing whatever higher power that gave you the wrong fucking body to begin with, you decided on your last real option:

4. Just act confident.

That was the stupidest option yet.

You chewed your lip, sighing before unlocking the bathroom door and stepping out into your dorm room.

Maybe he just won’t notice?

“Hey, Y/N, have you seen m- oh.”

Nevermind. You’re fucked.

Theodore stared at you. He was half dressed himself, standing there in only his plaid pajama bottoms. A quick spike of envy hit as you imagined what it would be like to have a body like his, one that you could just walk around shirtless in like it was no big deal.

It didn’t help that your roommate was also hot as hell.

Theodore’s eyes flicked from your face to your chest, then back up to your face. His mouth hung open slightly as he studied the large scars.

“U-uh…m-my sweater. Have you seen it?” He awkwardly recovered.

“On your desk,” you supplied, passing by him and picking your shirt up off of your bed where you must’ve left it.

He didn’t make any move towards his desk, still just standing still. “Er…Y/N…?”

You pulled your shirt on and started doing up the buttons. “Yeah?”

“What’s- what’re those from? Your scars?”

His hand suddenly came to rest lightly on your shoulder, startling you. As you turned to look at him, he snatched his hand back. Although you looked deep into his eyes, you saw no judgement, only curiosity.

“Top surgery.”

His hands, seemingly of their own volition, moved up to clasp over each of yours, effectively stopping you from buttoning your shirt up further. He slowly pulled your hands away from the row of buttons, letting go of your hands once they reached your sides, then unbuttoning the few buttons you’d managed to get done.

Fuck, that’s hot. You’re fucked.

Your shirt hung open, and he took the opportunity to push it off your shoulders. Your heart hammered in your chest, and you were convinced that you must’ve you stopped breathing minutes ago when he paused, his fingers hovering over one of your scars.

“Can I?” He whispered.

You nodded, unable to say anything. He rested his hands on either side of your ribcage, smoothing his thumbs over the ends of the scars.

You shivered, standing still so that he could continue. He held onto you like you were a prized treasure; something to be revered.

“Fucking gorgeous, Y/N,” he mumbled, seemingly more to himself than anything. “Prettiest boy in this whole damn school.”

Mouth hanging open in shock, you thought nothing of it before you were leaning forward and pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth.

Pulling away, your cheeks heated up. Theodore’s eyes were blown wide, and his thumbs continued their motion across your ribs. He leaned forward himself and kissed you properly.

His hands left your torso, instead coming up to cup your face. He kissed you with slow, promising passion, crowding into your space and practically enveloping you in himself.

You eventually pulled away to gasp for air, and he chased after your mouth with his own.

His cheeks were flushed, his hair a mess from where you’d been running your fingers through it, his lips swollen and red.

He looks absolutely gorgeous.

Yep. You’re fucked.

#harry potter #fuck jkr #hp #hp x male reader #x male reader #gay #x reader #theodore nott #theodore nott x reader #theo nott x reader #theo nott #trans reader #trans #transgender #i love him #hes just so babygirl

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femzai · 8 months

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“ you are, by far, the brightest star. ”

⋮ sigzai hcs as a first post !!

⋮ this was a req by a friend tho!!

⋮ (first time postin on tumblr…)

⋮ i’m halfway thru bsd so.. no spoilers pls!

⋮ i don’t kno shit abt sigma so this will be fun

— ˗ˋ ୨୧ ˊ˗ —

dazai

aint he like… THE CUTEST LOWKEY WITH A SIGNIFICANT OTHER…??

(as a femzai truther, shes everything to me so… forgive me if i use she/he on him its like reflex!!) dazai definitely jokes/teases with him so much, till sigma gets a bit annoyed and he starts like scoffing going, “ I.. solemnly swear, I will never do such a thing again! ” and then clutching his chest as if shes gonna die while holding onto sigma as a apology LMAO

i’ve seen the clips on tiktok with the dance scene and they are the cutest genuinely.. probably if they were sharing a home together, dazai definitely initiates a dance every time a good song comes on like a radio or speaker :))

i feel like in that little asylum they are in (idfk ouu) dazai makes do with it! flirting casually, touching and holding sigma close.

she’s definitely like the sorta guy to know origami, i feel like theres scraps of paper from the little asylum they are in. 100% making paper crafts for sigma with the stupidest smile on his face.

“Hmm ♪… ! Another flower for you, dear. Do you like it? I think I messed up at a few places .. but does that really matter ? It’s the thought that counts. （╹◡╹）♡”

to mix it up!! to think out of the canon (like the place they r in :3) i feel like dazai doesn’t try to offer sigma to die with her too often, getting a small understanding on how he wants to live still even though dazai himself wishes to die.

playful with the poor fucker, super overdramatic (like i said earlier) (+ super overdramatic with everyone lowkey) but around sigma he definitely tones it down a bit, maybe to not freak him out completely. (i feel like sigma is autistic, staring at him with my big ol’ eyes said it all.)

did you all see how dazai grabbed sigma by his waist? and you know how in number 4 how i said she definitely holds sigma? the waist is his favorite part no questions asked. probably lightly runs her hands around it, then she grabs it casually. a calculated attack and she pretends it wasnt!!!! >_>

hair playing is a thing!! like.. actively!!! twirling a strand or braiding it aimlessly definitely happens.. i swear it does, definitely goes both ways too! it could be a simple touch but it says a lot in terms of love language.

sigma

ahh what to do.. what to doo with this silly.. *shakes him violently.*

based off of his wiki (without spoiling myself fr) i can see him being a bit dependent on dazai (most definitely in a relationship of course), wanting to be there constantly. pretending to not worry until he does behind closed doors

being teased or like being joked with makes him a bit confused or angry, he doesn’t take the teasing lightly but he lets it slide for silly dazai

his like confident little act gets tiring at times for the silly goober, (definitely the autism hm..) unmasking around dazai comfortably when able to. probably enjoying the little moments where he can be himself and see how nothing changes with dazai when he is.

guys.. he definitely secretly enjoys the touch of when the little shit grabs him by the waist. he just complains about it because its always sudden i swear.. like he genuinely lets it happen when he can tell it will, however!! he’ll act surprised every time lowkey..

“..Again? You never rest with this, you know.. And you think you’re sneaky too do you..?! whatever.. It’s not like you’ll stop. (・ω・｀)”

i love half domesticated half the actual storyline, so im sprinkling one in (thanks to my pookie frederick for this one literally.) “sigma taking cats home except that there's almost 15 of them and dazai feels bad saying no.” are its exact words and its so cutesy…

ive seen that anime clip where dazai literally stopd ontop of sigmas back to fix a outlet and i giggled a bit. dazai definitely unnecessarily be asking to get on sigmas back and poor sigma is like.. “Right… ( ^_^ ;; )” but acts of service is a love language for the silly :3

now that i think about it, sigma goes out of its ways to go do things for dazai. maybe like picking something up or whatever, its definitely something worthy doing to show at least some appreciation and it doesn’t go unnoticed i swear!!

the little things in dazais dont go unnoticed either!! i feel like just by being around each other, sigma has just like automatically catches some cues from dazais expression or mannerisms. something about it that makes him understand a bit.. (probably telling when hes gonna be a freaking idiot and try to kill himself AGAIN LMAO.)

- wa wa authors note!!

⋆ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ — whaddya think?? :3 its genuinely my first time so idk.. and im recent in the fandom so ill def do a intro soon!!

i dont have a set aesthetic yet as i dont use tumblr posting optioms but ill find it out soon :) so thats it… >_>

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waterloggeddaughter · 2 years

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first impression: i remember going through i’m pretty sure all of your posts when you first followed me and thinking you passed the test 100% (whatever that even means idfk)

current impression: i go “omg kaley 💚💋🖤🌹🐊💚” and twirl my hair and kick my feet anytime i see you in my notifs

Ooooh baby am I fluttering my lashes and giggling

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sailorhyunjinz · 3 years

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~ Heated ~

Warnings: Hybrid!au, bunny!fem!reader x wolf!dom!Bangchan x kitty!dom!Minho, threesome, consensual sex (YALL BE SAFE), penetrative sex (AGAIN, BE SAFE), reader goes into heat idfk?, jealousy (like a lot), nicknames (bunny, slut), sliiight dacryphilia, blowjobs, fingering, cum eating, creampie.

Word Count: 2,556 words (YO CHILL)

Requested: YE thank u anon *tips fedora*

Note: YALL this is the first time ive EVER written something like this and tbh i didn’t even know wtf hybrids did so i did my research lmao and if this sounds hella uneducated it’s because i am.... i studied biology in school but... not this 😳

Also I CANT FIND ANY GOOD GIFS OF THEM TOGETHER

A bunny, a wolf and a cat in the same space was anything but calm. You knew because that’s how you lived.

“Y/n! We’re leaving” exclaimed Bangchan from the hallway. They had some sort of meeting to attend which they told you about at dinner yesterday. You ran to the hallway in order to say farewell to your two loving boyfriends, that small tail of yours wiggling in the air.

Being much smaller than they were you jumped a tiny bit to reach their lips, kissing them goodbye.

“Be safe!” you yelled out the door as you saw their figures disappear.

“We will!” they yelled back in unison before the three of you giggled.

You were hit by the cold breeze from outside as you closed the heavy front door. Already missing them you sat down on the grey couch, throwing a blanket over yourself and putting on some TV show.

Hours later you heard a distinct chatter getting closer. It was Bangchan and Minho! The door handle of the front door rustled and your ears jerked to the location from where the sound was coming from. The two boys walked into the shared apartment giggling and chatting but something wasn’t right. Your scent never deceived you and in that moment you could have sweared that the smell of another female hybrid was lurking around them. You walked up to them and hugged both the boys, not wanting to make a scene just as they entered. Minho patted you on the head and ears and as you stood closer to the duo there was no doubt in your mind that they had been around another female in her heat since the pheromones change during that time.

“Had fun?” you asked them while they took of their shoes.

“It was alright” Minho said plainly. You were confused by the lack of emotions on his face. He walked straight by you, tail just as emotionless as his face. Bangchan pecked your forehead as your eyes were still glued to Minhos figure.

“What’s with him?” you asked the bigger boy.

“I..I don’t know y/n”. His voice sounded unsure and that only added to your suspicion. The smell of a female hybrid was still hitting your nose and so without thinking you blurted out to Bangchan;

“Were you near other girls?”

He was caught off guard by your brash question. His shaking pupils and flattened ears gave you an answer which made your blood boil.

“I can smell it on you Bangchan, don’t lie” you said with a stern voice while you looked up intensely at the boy.

He was frozen in place and couldn’t form a sentence before you slammed him towards the wall. Maybe slammed is a overexaggeration, more like pushed because he was double your size.

“Ok y/n! We might have...hugged a female and then realized she was going through her heat but we didn’t mean it!” he blurted out, scared of the fact that your ears were now tight against your head.

Now you understood why Minho had run off in such a hurry. When another female was in her heat it could trigger other hybrids as well and you felt the effects right away. Not only were you aggravated but helplessly rubbing your thighs together.

You stepped aside letting Bangchan go to which he did the same thing as Minho and hurried out of your sight. You stood there dumbfounded and horny. They had caused a problem and now they were going to have to fix it. Stomping, you made your way to the room from where you heard anxious chatter which was the bedroom.

“BANGCHAN AND MINHO!” you flung the bedroom door open and the chatter died down. You were met with two pairs of freightened eyes staring at you from the bedroom floor.

“Uhm...y-y/n... are you sure that you aren’t going through your heat right now?” Minho said hesitantly not wanting to annoy you even more.

You bolted to the cat-like boy and with a handful of this t-shirt you threw him against the wall, nearly knocking down a picture frame. Yet again, ‘threw’ being an overexaggeration but what wasn’t an overexaggeration was your temper.

Minho’s breath hitched as his back hit the wall Bangchan was still glued to the floor, not moving in fear of pissing you off even more. You looked Minho dead into the eyes but you were immedietly flustered as he smirked, responding to your eye contact with his slightly yellow cat eyes. The smirk turned into a insulting laughter as he licked his lips. His shadow was cast on you which made you appear small in comparison. The catboy approached you slowly, his fluffy tail standing up and wagging from side to side. Your ears got low as you backed away from him, still looking into his yellow marbled eyes. Bangchan’s gaze moved along your movements and stopped when you were blocked by the bed and couldn’t move away any longer. You sat down on the bed making you even smaller as Minho towered over you. His soft tail brushed against your arm sending a shiver down your spine. His ears twitched once before he bent down, feeling his warm breath against your cheek as he looked you into those innocent bunny eyes.

“Good bunnies don’t act like that, isn’t that right Bangchan?”

Your eyes shifted towards the wolf-like boy that had now stood up and was getting closer to you. You clenched your thighs together as you felt bare under Minhos intense gaze.

“Look at our little bunny, feeling desperate?” Bangchan cooed as he spread your legs with his foot, leaning towards you just like Minho.

“It’s n-not fair!” you proclaimed, leaning back on your hands against the bed and gripping the bedsheets, squeezing the fabric tightly.

“What’s not fair? It’s not our fault our little bunny is such a slut and heats so easily” he purred towards you. He wasn’t wrong.

Bangchan sat down beside you, feeling the weight of the bed shift. He snaked his big hands up your thigh eventually reaching your sopping cunt. You grinded against his hand and tried to gain some sort of friction between his warm hand and your clothed pussy. Minho grinned before he crashed his lips onto yours and once again his smugness shoked you. The kiss was wet and sloppy in contrast to his teeth that were sharp. You moaned in the kiss as Bangchan had slipped his hand underneath your panties and was now feeling your wet folds.

“We’ve barely done anything bunny” he growled against your ear as his canines poked out of his mouth. You shuddered, not only from Bangchans voice but how his two digits entered into your aching cunt at the same time Minho was swirling his tongue around yours.

Bangchan took off his clothes and then yours while the kiss advanced. Minho tilted his head and cupped your face into his hands as he rubbed his thumbs across your cheeks. You broke the kiss to catch a breath of air but before you knew it Bangchan layed you down on the bed, hovering above your naked figure. In the corner of your eye you saw Minho slowly undressing, his hardening member springing out of his underwear.

Bangchan attached his plump lips on yours that were slightly swollen from the intense kiss earlier. His hands roamed free on your body and kneaded your breasts firmly. The small whimpers that came out of your mouth only teased Bangchan more, now sucking purple marks onto your neck and boobs. Eventually he reached down to your throbbing cunt, kissing it a couple times before flattening his tongue against your folds. Moaning, you grabbed a fistful of his thick hair, pressing his face nearer. His tongue worked like magic as it twirled around your enlarged clit, feeling his sharp teeth from time to time when he softly nibbled on it. His tongue jabbed at you needy hole, making wet sounds everytime he did that. The pleasure was immense which was seen by the way your legs shaked. Bangchan saw the pained expression on your face as you were struggeling to part your legs and decided to give you a helping hand by pinning you things down to the bed, slowly tracing his fingers up and down them. Just as you arched your back Minho appeared and tapped Bangchan on the shoulder as a sign to move away. Bangchan nodded and sat further down the bed, pumping his raging erection as his eyes watched how Minho’s face got closer to yours. Those vertical slits in Minho’s eyes never failed to make you scared. His soft fingertips traced downwards as he stared at you and as his fingers reached your cunt that was sucked dry moments earlier he inserted two fingers without any precautions making your ears lurch up.

Your brows furrowed as you looked at him with a pleasurable expression on your face but he just smirked that teasing smirk yet again. His fingers pumped in and out of you at the same pace that Bangchan was pumping himself. His tip was coated with a drop of precum and his girth made your mouth water. When Minho’s fingers started reaching your g-spot you tightly shut your eyes as moans spilled out of you like liquid. He kissed you on your forehead before pulling out his fingers, leaving you empty. You groaned at the loss of contact but was quickly filled up again when Bangchan alined his member with your hole before sliding into you with ease. His tail brushed again your leg as he started pounding into you, not giving you any time to adjust. Minho couldn’t just sit there and jerk off, he needed to get into the action as well and so he yanked you by the hair, almost gripping your ears and rested his dick on your swollen lips. You looked up towards his cat-like face and hesitated because Bangchans was already sending you into overdrive. Minho saw the hesitation in your eyes before scoffing and saying;

“you wanted this slut”

He was right. You mouth was longing for his length. All hesitation washed away as you started sucking him off. First licking the tip before sinking down on his shaft, feeling him twitch inside your wet mouth. You were trying your best, bobbing your head up and down with speed but as Bangchan thursted into you harder and harder you couldn’t help but to occasionally let out a broken moan against Minho’s hard dick. This pissed him off. He pulled your hair, moving your face closer to abdomen as you choked on his dick.

“Suck it properly” he hummed before letting you go harshly. You coughed and moaned at the same time, all kind of sounds dribbling between your red lips.

Bangchan was close and you knew by the way his thrusts were getting more aggressive but just as a scream of pleasure was on it’s way out of you he pulled out. White ropes of cum covered your stomach and hipbone as Bangchan milked himself out of every drop, groaning and biting his lip while doing so. Minho pulled you up by your arm and harsly flipped you around on all fours. Now it was his time to have fun. His rock hard member entered your fuck out hole making you grip the sheets firmly, knuckles turning white. Even if he was smaller than Bangchan his dick sure wasn’t as it filled you up to the brim, the sensation of being stuffed coaxing a few whines from you. Minho held you by your hips and thrusted into you at an animalistic speed, the sound of skin slapping against each other filling the room. Your moans sharpened Bangchan’s ears and before he knew it his limp dick was hard yet again. Your head hanged down as you tightly shut your eyes, trying not to scream whilst gripping the sheets but you felt Bangchan’s hand cup your chin, lifting it up to face him. Looking up you saw his broad figure, his member right infront of your face. The look in his eyes was endearing, being a wolf hybrid he is often misinterpreted for being evil but you knew the love he had for both you and Minho. He stroked your cheek with the back of his hand before sliding two fingers across your lips. Without command you started sucking on them, earning a smirk from the wolf-like boy. Upon removing them a loud pop was heard and he instead replace them with his dick. Minho’s thrusts made you jerk forward, Bangchan’s dick hitting the back of your throat and accidentally choking you. Tears burned in the corners of your eyes but you kept looking at Bangchan through those tear stained eyes because his eyes were filled with love, reassuring you. The difference in pace and attitude almost broke you. Minho’s dick twitched inside of your cunt, his member fitting perfectly between your velvety walls while Bangchan was taking his time, gently moaning and looking at you, stroking your ears backwards as he admired how pretty you looked with his dick stuffed in your mouth with drool spilling from the corners of those petal-like lips.

Minho was going even faster, your boobs bounced with his movements and made you choke even more on Bangchan’s dick. He glared at Minho with narrowed eyes, angry that he made you uncomfortable and such a mess beneath him. Minho being the smug cat that he is didn’t care. He wanted to see you even more wrecked and so his last couple of thrusts were hard, pounding into you almost like a piston. Minho was getting more vocal, letting out groans and breathy moans. As you looked at Bangchan with a fucked out expression with his dick in your mouth Minho came inside of you. The white liquid coated your insides and make a squelching sound as Minho rode out his orgasm with small nudges into your pussy. Minho’s length was pulled out of you, his cum leaking in drops down your thighs. Bangchan’s head rolled back as his girthy dick twitched in your mouth once before his cum spewed down your throat. His canines poked out once again signaling pleasure as he patted you on the head. With a loving expression you looked him straight in those narrow eyes and swallowed, your adams apple bobbing from the action. He smiled down at you and pulled you up for a kiss as Minho’s cum was still dripping down your leg.

Bangchan pulled away from the kiss and layed down on the bed panting. Minho stepped inside the bedroom with a towel in his hand which he threw at you.

“You did well” he said shallowly before he muttered something under his breath. “Didn’t deserve it”.

Bangchan frowned towards the boy. “y/n always deserves it, shes our bunny after all” he said while wiping you down as you giggled when the touched your sensitive parts.

“Yeah but if you try to dominate me once more you won’t be able to walk” Minho said as he layed down onto the bed, pulling you closer to his slightly sweaty body.

“I-.. I won’t” you murmured but the three of you knew it was a lie.

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golbrocklovely · 4 years

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the chosen daughter // colby brock - chapter twelve

A/N: i know a lot of us are still mourning the death of corey. i am too. i figured maybe this will be a nice distraction from everything. hopefully this brings you some happiness, even if it is just a for a moment. let me know what you think, i’ love to hear it. have a good one :)

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taglist: @far-to-many-bands , @idfk-tbh-oops , @muted-mayham , @ughwhyislifesohard , @justtanerd , @ashyoungxblood , @cmburgos

trigger warning: cursing, mentions of turning into a vampire, drinking mention

word count: 2190

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I groaned as I sat up in bed hastily, wiping the sweat off my forehead and chest. This was the third time this week I had woken up from a weird, reoccurring dream.

I keep dreaming about Kat, but... it isn't her. It's someone that looks extremely similar to her, like her sister or something. In the dream, I'm running after her in a forest. It's like she's guiding me somewhere I need to be. I always feel like someone is chasing after us, but I never feel confident enough to turn around. I just keep running, my feet unable to keep up with her. She's always calling to me to keep going. And then suddenly, I wake up.

It's weird enough she looks like Kat, but the fact that she isn't is causing slightly more concern for me.

I slowly trudged over to my bathroom, flipping on the light. I gazed at myself in the mirror: my hair a mess, a light sheen of sweat resting on my skin. I sighed as I splashed some cool water on my face and neck.

Suddenly, letters popped into my head. They were all jumbled around, and I felt a deep urge to write them down. I rushed back into my room, grabbing a notebook and pen. I started to jot down the letters I can see in my mind: I, O, A, A, R, X, M.

I look at all the letters. Nothing came to my mind as I stared at them. I began to try and rearrange them. After a couple of tries, I came up with a name.

"Xiomara..." I whispered to myself.

That's the girl from my dreams.

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I exhaled as I looked up at the Trapp Haus building. It was weird to be here. The last time I was, I was inside Colby’s head and we almost kissed. That was over a week ago. I was trying to keep my distance, trying to get back to a normal life that I had prior to all this.

That was fucking unlikely, but a girl can dream.

The only reason I was coming back here was because I needed to know about Xiomara. I had a feeling the boys would know since they were the most knowledgeable about things dealing with vampires.

As I slowly got up to the apartment, I could hear a bunch of voices. I slowly opened the door and everyone’s heads turned to me.

“Well, look what the vampire dragged in!” Kevin grinned, his hands resting on his hips.

Sam nodded his head. “We were starting to get worried about you.”

Mike shrugged as he leaned again the kitchen counter. “I was kinda hoping she wouldn’t come back.”

I glared at Mike, holding back an eye roll. “Thanks Mike.”

I glanced around the room, seeing everyone that was here. Kat and Sam sat on the couch, cozying up against each other, Jake was sprawled out on the opposite couch, eating an apple. Kevin and Mike stood in the kitchen.

And finally, my eyes landed on Colby, who was by the window, twirling a stake between his ringed fingers. He hadn’t even acknowledged me, keeping his gaze out the window.

Ouch.

“So what can we do you for, Jade?” Kevin chuckled.

I replied. “I have a question about something. Um, it might be nothing, but I figure you guys would know if it is something or not.”

“Well, now I’m thoroughly intrigued.” Mike deadpanned.

“What is it, Jade? What’s on your mind?” Jake questioned, taking a bite of his apple.

“Do you know if the name ‘Xiomara’ is important?” I answered.

The room’s heaviness became apparent, no one’s eyes wanting to look at me, as everyone fell silent.

Mike suddenly spoke, his voice low. “How do you know of Xiomara?”

“I dreamt of her... I think. Or at least her name.” I admitted.

“No human knows about Xiomara unless a vampire told them. We like to keep her a secret.” Colby finally chimed in from the window, turning to me.

“Who told you about Xiomara?” Kevin asked.

I shook my head. “No one.”

“Well, obviously some vampire did.” Colby stated.

Mike accused. “Maybe it was you, Colby.”

“What? No, I didn’t.” Colby responded, his face scrunching up.

“She was inside your head a week ago. Maybe she saw something about Xiomara.” Mike argued.

“No, I didn’t see anything about Xiomara.” I continued, “Besides, I still don’t know who she is.”

“Xiomara is the reason why vampires exist.” Sam revealed, cutting everyone off.

I exhaled, surprised. “Oh…”

“Maybe we should have one of the vampires explain the vampire lore, yeah?” Mike remarked.

Sam rolled his eyes. “Be my guest, Michael.”

“Thank you, Samuel.” Mike smiled sarcastically, his body facing me. “Xiomara was a witch that was to be killed back in the 16th century in a village somewhere in Europe. She cursed the king and queen that were putting her to death, turning them into vampires. She’s the reason why any of us exist.”

“You’re forgetting that she was the maid of the king and queen and they found out about her being a witch.” Kevin mentioned.

“Why did she turn them into vampires?” Jake queried.

Mike informed. “She didn’t want to die, obviously. She gave them a choice: either let her go and she would turn them back to human, or kill her and be vampires forever.”

“Didn’t the king and queen have a daughter or something?” Sam suggested.

“If you believe that, then you would have to get into the idea of ‘The Chosen Dau-’” Mike started.

Kat interjected angrily. “How about we stop talking about fucking Xiomara?”

Everyone fell silent again, their eyes falling onto Kat.

“Whatever.” Kat mumbled, jumping up from her seat and leaving the apartment, pushing past me.

“What the fuck was that?” Mike hissed.

“Dude, c’mon…” Sam grumbled.

“I’m gonna go see if she’s alright.” I motioned, leaving the apartment and going down the steps.

As I walked into the empty club, I saw Kat behind the bar, getting a drink. She stared up at me as she continued to pour the alcohol into her glass.

I joked, smiling awkwardly. “I won’t tell Kevin.”

“I don’t care if you do.” She grunted.

“…Did I do something wrong?” I puzzled.

“Why the fuck are you asking about Xiomara?” Kat barked.

I stepped back. “I was just curious about the name. I didn’t know she was an important person.”

“Do you know most vampires hate witches because of Xiomara? Are you trying to get me killed?” She fumed.

“What? What are you talking about, Kat?” I fretted.

“I knew I shouldn’t have used my powers in front of you. Dumbass Colby getting himself almost killed…” She took a huge gulp from her drink.

“Is there something wrong with people knowing you’re a witch?” I inquired.

She huffed. “It’s not people I’m worried about. It’s vampires.”

“So, vampires have killed witches before.” I noted.

“Exactly. On top of the whole Xiomara thing, there is a belief that if a vampire drinks a blood witch dry, they can obtain the witches powers.” She described.

“Blood witch?” I raised an eyebrow.

“A human that is born a witch. Not many of us still exist.” Kat sighed.

“You’re a blood witch.” I repeated.

“Why do you think I’m a vampire now?” She confessed bitterly, downing the rest of her drink.

I squeaked. “You were turned?”

“Well, no. I was killed, or… almost killed. A vampire-witch is extremely hard to come by, since it’s technically an abomination.” She retorted, striding over to a seat at the bar.

“Do they not know?” I took a seat next to her.

“Sam and Colby know now. And you. You guys are pretty much the only people that know.” She divulged.

I questioned. “Mike and Kevin don’t?”

“I’ve known them for a long time, about twenty years, but I’ve never told them.” Kat disclosed.

“Why?” I asked.

“I trust them, but the last time I trusted a vampire, I got turned.” She murmured, “And now I’m this.”

“Oh… I’m sorry.” I uttered.

“You can’t tell them.” She insisted, looking into my eyes suddenly.

“I never thought about it.” I assured.

She paused, humming. “Good. I already begged Sam not to either. Colby said he knows most witches don’t speak about their powers to vamps, so he knew not to say anything.”

After a moment of us not speaking, she turned back to me. “Did you really dream of Xiomara?”

I confirmed. “Yeah. Well, I didn’t know it was her. I just saw a woman in my dreams. It wasn’t until today I got the name ‘Xiomara’.”

“A lot of vampires don’t like talking about their lore. I don’t know why, but maybe it’s a way to keep information away from humans.” She commented.

“Or anybody that would use it against them.” I pulled at my necklace, fixing it.

Kat’s eyes landed on my necklace. “That’s so pretty.”

“Oh, thank you. I’ve had it for forever.” I beamed.

“Obsidian crystal, right?” She guessed.

I shrugged. “I think so.”

“I use crystals from time to time. I don’t know why but that looks weirdly familiar.” She requested, “Can I touch it?”

I smiled. “Sure.”

Kat lightly placed her fingers around the crystal. A vision abruptly clouded my mind, like it was playing out right in front of me. I could see Xiomara again, running in the same forest. This time, a dark black mist was following behind her, almost swallowing the forest whole. She turned towards me.

“Something’s coming for you.”

Kat ripped her fingers away from my necklace, stumbling off her bar stool. I did the same, feeling like I was jolted back into my body.

After a breath, I stuttered. “D-did you see that?”

“Of course I saw that!” She whispered, “Why did she look like me?”

“I don’t know. I didn’t want to bring it up, but that’s how she looked in my dreams too.” I confided.

We both stood there for a moment in silence, just trying to catch our breaths.

So much for normal, right?

She stood up straight, letting out a deep, annoyed sigh. “Let’s just go back upstairs. Don’t tell them what happened.”

I agreed. “I was thinking the same thing.”

We slowly walked back upstairs. As we reentered the apartment, Sam gazed at us. “What were you two talking about for so long?”

“Girl stuff.” I sassed.

“Oh boy, we got company.” Colby broke in, staring out the window.

Sam called. “What do you-”

“Oh my God, she’s here!” Kat gasped.

Kat rushed to the window and looked at the parking lot below. I slowly followed her, peeping down. A baby pink mini cooper drove up, a girl got out quickly.

“Tara’s here.” Colby announced.

“Tara?!” Jake stammered.

I watched as he jumped up and rushed to the bathroom, looking at himself in the mirror and fixing his hair and clothes.

“Aw Jake, your girlfriend’s here.” Kevin laughed.

“Tara’s his girlfriend?” I muttered.

“No, they’re not dating. Jake and her had a fling a while ago. Now Jake’s in love with her.” Colby teased, leaning towards me.

“Cute.” I giggled.

The apartment door busted open, everyone turning to the noise.

Tara smiled brightly as she took off her sunglasses. “What’s up fuckers?”

Tara was short, her hair in a part updo. She wore a black tank top, plaid red pants, and high black platform boots. She had a light smirk on her face as she glanced around at everyone.

Well she seems fun.

Kat screamed as she ran up to Tara, hugging her tightly. “Oh my God, I haven’t seen you in forever!”

“Same here! I gotta start coming out to L.A. more often.” Tara belted, squeezing Kat back.

Jake came out of the bathroom, his eyes immediately on Tara. He shook himself off, sauntering over to the kitchen and leaning against the counter coolly.

What is he doing?

“’Sup Tara.” Jake spoke as Tara and Kat ended their hug.

“Go fuck yourself, Jake.” She smiled sweetly.

Her eyes landed on me swiftly, her eyebrows raising. “You’re new.”

“That she is.” Mike pointed out.

“I’m-” I began.

She interrupted. “No no. I got this. Let me ask the spirits what your name is.”

Tara took a deep breath in, closing her eyes delicately. A purple aura appeared around her. I watched as she tried to focus it on me.

She stood still for a moment, and then dropped her arms dramatically. Her aura disappeared as her eyes glared at me. “Why can’t I see your name?”

“Don’t take it personal, Tara. No one’s powers work on her.” Colby crossed his arms, his back against the window.

She stared me down intensely. “I’ve never met someone like you.” Then in a blink, she was grinning again, her eyes mischievous. “I love it. Nice change of pace.”

“Oh. Cool.” I half-smiled.

She strutted into the kitchen, passing Jake. “So, Kevin, when does the club open?”

He looked down at his watch. “In five hours.”

“Let’s make it two. I want to party.” She sang, smirking.

<< CHAPTER 11 || CHAPTER 13 >>

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Imagine being able to hold Thors' hammer

Summary: Yeet, idfk I'm in a car thinking this up so yEAH—

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You were the main one to usually tidy up after the messes that the rest of the avengers made in the tower; that included repairing destroyed parts of it. After all, it was the least you could do to repay Tony for letting you in as one of the family. Unfortunately, being let into the family also meant being the main target for idiot or cruel pranks cast upon you by the rest of the team. It was hard to get used to at first, but you eventually made way to accept that everyone were just as goofy and carefree on the inside as they were on the outside— They never meant you any harm.

Today was no different. Long story short: some idiot tried to attack the tower, lots of collateral damage to the tower, you going to clean up the tower. “[Name], you know I have money for a reason, right?” Tony asked, walking underneath the ladder you stood on with a coffee mug in hand. “Yeah but fixing things is my specialty. Consider it a second hobby besides helping you guys kick the shit out of bad guys.” “Language.” Steve groaned, relaxing into the couch. A smirk graced your face. “Figured you'd say that.” Tony took a seat at the dining room table.

“That guy was... Tough.” Clint exhaled an aggravated sigh. “Yeah, tell me about it.” Natasha added. “Are you all okay? I can fix you some cup of tea if you'd like.” You said, waving your hand upwards to have a multitude of tools make their way to the walls and initiated the cleanup. “No, no, [Name]. It's quite alright.” Bucky dismissed, still wondering how you could be in such a happy-go-lucky mood after what the hell just happened.

You reached your left hand downwards, expecting one of your tools to fly into hand. “Uhhh, I can't seem to find my hammer. Can someone get an extra from the closet?” At those words, an idea popped into a certain gods mind. Now he sure enough wasn't the mischievous type compared to his brother Loki, but Thor did enjoy teasing you as much as everyone else did. Clint stared at him with that knowing look in his eyes, fully aware of what the deity had in mind. It was quite obvious to everyone what Thor was thinking, and most of them groaned in dismay or laughed in agreement.

“You honestly can't find any other way to act smooth, can you?” Tony remarked with a sip of his drink. Unlike the others, the capabilities of Thors legendary hammer Mjolnir hadn't been leaked to you at all. And since you hadn't the slightest clue to whatever Thor was brainstorming, this only worked to his favor. “Of course he can't. The only way he knows how to is by telling his long tales of being a god and whatever.” Sam stated with a wave of his hand. To elaborate on what they were saying— Thor may have developed a small l̶a̶r̶g̶e̶ liking towards you. Just a little bit. But honestly, he wasn't the only one.

“You guys just can't leave the poor girl alone for one minute, can you?” Wanda laid back into the recliner while making said comment. “Hey, I'm not the one thinking it up.” Bruce waved his hands around in defense. “Nor am I.” Clint added before doubling with a, “But just in case, 30 bucks saying she'll hold it.” Que the loud and obviously ticked off groans from Steve. “That's a really low move,” He grumbled, throwing his left arm atop of his face. “..... 50 saying she will.”

Bucky threw a pillow at his companions stomach, scolding him for indulging in this idiot plan to make you swoon for Thor. “10 on her not holding it.” Until giving in himself for why not sakes.

Before they knew it, the team was all making quiet bets deciding whether or not your palm could properly wrap around the handle of the legendary hammer without falling. The good news if you couldn't hold it was that Thor could catch you —due to the weight of the hammer knocking you off balance and sending you quickly gravitating towards the floor— in one arm and his hammer in another, looking dashing and being seen in your eyes as ‘hero’. And even if you could hold it, to which he HIGHLY doubted, he'd be getting paid. It was a win-win on either side.

Snickers and moans, followed by a few discouraging comments courtesy of Sam, flew around as Thor aproached the ladder you stood at with Mjolnir behind his back. “[Name], I have the hammer you seek-” Once he turned his eyes up, he immediately dragged them back down to the floor with a crimson stroking his usual pale skin, not wanting to come off as ungentlemanly for staring at your rump. A cough came from his mouth as you opened a free hand and held it out, expecting the hammer to be set into your palm. “Thank you Thor.” Oh goodness your voice was like catnip to a catnip-starved street feline. He absolutely adored it with his entire heart and soul. Almost made him feel bad for what he was about to do. “E-ehem! You're deeply welcome, my dear [Name].” He said, pulling his weapon from behind him and holding it by the base, setting the handle within your palm. His head clocked back towards the team, who either gave a look of affirmation or one of disagreement to his action.

Thor sighed, his fingers releasing grip of the iron block and opening his arms out, ready to catch you.

Nothing happened.

It went dead silent in the tower, the only sound being you hammering the nail into the wall to finish hanging the picture. The amount of jaws that dropped was immesurable. Thor turned his head round to witness the shocked expressions written over his team mates faces. Oh yeah, they looked like all hell had been loose. Deciding to dart his gaze upwards to where they all directed their sights, he joined the rest of the avengers in this awestricken state.

There you were, twirling the hammer in your hand innocently as you wiped the sweat glands forming on your forehead. “There we go. Good as new.” You remarked with a chirp, pushing the picture frame to be straight and neat. You slid down the ladder as the tools fell back into your small toolbox, the top closing itself instinctively with a satisfying snap. “This is quite the odd modeling for a hammer. But nevertheless, thank you for the help. If I had moved, it might've been raining wrenches and iron bits, heh.” A gloved hand, your hand exactly, scratched the nape of your neck as you giggled nervously. Due to your close-eyed grin, you were unable to catch glimpse of Thors' undescribable expression that painted his face.

“I’ll get going to the outside now. Y-you all have fun!” With that you dashed through the living room on your way to the balcony, opening your eyes and taking notice of everyone's faces. “What's wrong? I can always lend an ear if need be.” You chuckled, leaving them all in wake of those words.

“She held it.” Clint was the first to speak up amongst the group, putting a wall between the quietness. “She actually held it.” His mouth was wide enough to stuff and entire pie in as he said that. “She actually held it.” Sam took a long hard stare at his drink, eyes furrowing. What the hell was in it? He wasn't drunk right now, right? Oh well, whatever was in it -or left in it- was gone, down his throat. Natasha just smirked in a know-it-all fashion, retorting “That's what you all get for underestimating the power of [Name],” “Aka the power of unrelenting kindness.” Wanda and Nat did a little fist bump. “Name's worthy... Totally didn't see that coming.” Steve said sarcastically with a smug look. He already foresaw the hammer within your threshold long ago after witnessing what a charismatic young lady you were, always willing to help whenever.

“See, this is the part where I wake up because I know I did not just let a 200 go to waste.” Tony said, pinching his cheeks. Everybody was stuck in conversation, dishing out surprised comments or bragging about the money they got simply from the bet. However, Thor wasn't making any comments at all. No gasps, no inhales, nothing. Just nothing. It was blatantly obvious that he was the most stunned of all. Bruce smirked. “What's the matter Thor? Someone finally picked up the claimed ‘unholdable’ hammer and now you're quiet?”

“To be honest, [Name] is probably the worthiest of us all.” Peter said. “I mean, she has a heart of gold. Literal gold.” He fawned over how much of a sweetheart you absolutely were. Pietro nodded in agreement. “She's a gracious girl with nothing but purity within her.”

It goes without saying that this whole idea of ‘worthy’ didn't define as much to everyone as it did to Thor. So many roads were being laid out before his very eyes revolving around you. This had so many different meanings, so many different futures. You could take place as a ruler of Asgard. You could possibly transend and become a goddess. The head attached to the mop of blonde hair was sent into a ditzy. He was in this state of rethinking literally everything that's eved occured in his life. His emotions were a mix of shock, rage, joy, and so much more— all of them swirling n him and creating a feeling he didn't even know existed. There was no way to even give it proper words. “Hey, Thor.” Rhodney snapped his fingers, eliciting the other to awaken from his daydream. “Oh, yes?”

“So, whatcha gonna do now?”

“What do you mean?”

“[Name] held your hammer. This obviously means something besides the fact that she's boiling with love to spread.” Bucky said. “Isn't there something more to it...?”

“I have to marry her.” Thor said without hesitation. “What?” Everyone in the room perked their heads up. “Asgard must be ruled over with those the hammer deems worthy, and [Name] is without a doubt worthy.” Oh how Steve was happy that he didn't pull the hammer off the table that time when they were all drinking. “Awww, so you finally get a shot to kiss wittle old [Name]y-waymey.” Tony mocked, making fake smooching noises. “He wasn't ever going to make a move on his own, I think it's good that the hammer got involved.” Pietro commented.

“Jeez it's blazing hot out there.” Speak of the devil, there you were, emerging from the outside with sweat running down your body, your clothes almost soaked in the substance. “I could use a drink right about now.” Waltzing your way to the fridge, you bent down and picked out a small glass of water, chugging it down in one gulp and releasing an ‘ahhh’ of satisfaction.

Thor felt something hit his head; A pillow. Glaring at the one who threw it, the god sighed at Clints childish act yet got the message. He inhaled, mustering all the courage he could and walking up to you. “Uhm, lady [Name], I could really-” “Hey Thor. Here's your hammer back.” You turned and greeted, opening his palm to place the hammer in it. “W-wait, you knew this was mines...?” He asked questioningly. “Yup. You always walk around with it after all,” A light laugh emitted as he took the time to process this. “It's pretty light for a hammer that only gods can pick up. Does that make me a goddess?” Everyone overhearing this in the living room snickered. No doubt about it, Thor was going to go crazy.

“Wellll, I guess since it's your hammer, that technically makes me your goddess!”

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Curious Conundrum (Part 25)

Prompt: You’re John Watson’s sister. One day you decide to visit your brother for lunch, only to meet the infamous Mr. Holmes…

Word Count: 3032

Warnings: language, flirtation, sexual innuendos (maybe? idfk), murder/crime/case related stuff, angst, jealousy…

Notes: Beta’d by @carryonmyswansong Not only did she beta, but I literally couldn’t have written half these scenes without her help. She contributed majorly, even wrote some parts of scenes. I am forever in her debt.

Also, this starts AFTER Season 2, episode 1. I don’t follow all the episodes, but it does follow the timeline and hit some major events : )

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Reservations made, vendors paid, outfits picked up, certificates ready, and it was the day of the wedding, finally. Sherlock had gotten up before you, shockingly.

He’d been composing a song on violin for them and you had absolutely loved the way it’d sounded. Secretly, you hoped and prayed if you two ever got married he would do something similar but you would never bring up the idea of marriage to him.

You were busy texting Mary, grabbing your dress, heels, makeup, and accessories, and box of wedding goods while he had his recorded violin music going.

“Y/N, will you come here?” he called from the living room.

“What is it?” you asked as you stepped in.

“Dance with me?” he requested, his dreamy eyes alluring as he held his hand out. Even though he was in his pajamas and robe, he still looked like the best dance partner you could ever ask for.

“I--Sure,” you breathed, gliding over to him and taking his hand. Without much warning, his other hand snapped over your waist. The sensation awoke feelings in you you hadn’t felt in a long time.

You and Sherlock had been living together, sure, and the touching was slowly but surely coming back. Holding hands was more frequent, and you kissed nearly every day, but the sex had yet to come. That was something you’d been really scared of.

Being this close, smelling his aftershave, your chests pressed together… It was hard to resist him before, and growing even harder right this second. The two of you began dancing, twirling, and he dipped you just as Mrs. Hudson walked in, making you blush.

“Shut up, Mrs. Hudson,” he snapped casually as she stepped in.

“Sherlock,” you chided, still holding on to him.

“I haven’t said a word.”

“You were formulating a question. It’s physically painful watching you think,” he remarked.

“I thought it was you playing.”

“It was me playing.” He let you go and paused the music. “I am composing.”

“You were dancing,” she noted, walking in with a tray, smiling.

You blushed and nodded. “He’s road testing his new song,” you informed.

“Oh, you two look so cute together. I’m so glad you finally moved in, darling. Sherlock really missed your company--”

“Why are you here?’ he suddenly demanded, turning to face her.

“I’m bringing you your morning tea, you’re not usually awake,” she noted.

“You bring me tea in the morning?” he asked before plopping into his chair and you went to stand behind him.

She giggled. “Where do you think it came from?”

“I don’t know. Just thought it sort of happened.”

“Your mum has a lot to answer for.”

“Mmm, I know. I have a list. Mycroft has a file.”

She sat across from the two of you, grinning ear to ear. “So! It’s the big day then!”

“What big day?” Sherlock asked before you playfully tapped him.

“The wedding!” she stressed. “John and Mary are getting married!”

“Two people who are currently living together are about to attend church, have a big party, go on a short holiday, then carry on living together. What’s big about that?” he asked.

“Marriage changes people.”

“No it doesn’t,” you and Sherlock said in unison. He looked up at you with a half-smile.

“Well you two wouldn’t understand because you’re not married.”

“No, but we live together. Just because the government doesn’t recognize it and I haven’t taken Sherlock’s last name..” you insinuated slowly, “doesn’t mean we don’t understand.”

Mrs. Hudson continued to talk about her friend and their wedding day, about how marriage changes you but you personally couldn’t imagine it. So two people who love each other make it legal, what could it possibly change? In the meantime, Sherlock had nearly thrown Mrs. Hudson out of the flat. His nerves were just a jumbled up mess. You had half a mind to offer him a cigarette, but thought better of it.

Sherlock looked over at John’s chair, a solemn expression touching his face. It didn’t take a genius to see what had suddenly bothered him.

“He’s still your friend, Sherlock, just like he’s still my brother. He’ll have time for all of us,” you assured softly.

“Right,” he said, his tone making it clear he was changing the subject. “You need to take all of those things to Mary and I need to finish this song.”

“You’re in the mood for kicking people out today,” you noted with a smile.

“I’m in the mood to do our jobs,” he remarked lowly, his tone making you quiver.

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The day went off almost without a hitch -- well the first part. Getting Mary into her gown, getting the veil on, the makeup and hair artist helping her. You and Sherlock walking down the aisle when it was your time, trying to keep your eyes off him in a tux.

He looked good in pajamas, great in his business casual, but god damn did he look delicious in a tuxedo.

The lot of you were getting your pictures taken, when you noticed one of the bridesmaids, Janine, had leaned over to Sherlock during the photo session to whisper and talk. He nodded for a moment, and then gestured to some guests. For some reason, this action went up your spine.

After the photos, you were shown over to the garden room where John and Mary greeted the guests one by one. Once you got inside, everyone started to mingle. You stayed by Mary’s side, as your duty was practically written law to be there. She assured you to go off and have fun, but you felt it would be best if she needed help that you were right there.

While you stood there however and tuned her and John out, your eyes washed over the crowd, searching for your boyfriend. There he was again with Janine. The two were huddled closely, talking lowly as their eyes moved about the room. The more they talked, the more they seemed to grow fond of each other. He turned to her and gave a small look of satisfaction, and she gave him a look of adoration.

The sight alone sent flames to the top of your head.

Time drug on as you tried to stay by Mary’s side, but it kept getting harder as you watched Janine practically like a shadow on Sherlock. Every time, you wanted to nearly rip your heel off and beat her with it.

Normally, you wouldn’t have had this sort of reaction, this level of jealousy. But those awful words Sherlock had spoken to you before… well, they still resonated. He’d assured you time and time again they weren’t real, but how could you be sure? Maybe Irene Adler had given up on him? Maybe he’d settled for you? Maybe now that he had a taste of a real romance and relationship, he was ready to move on from you. As if you were training wheels - the first set, just the thing to get him broken in, ready for the real thing, then as soon as you weren’t needed, off you went.

You tried to reason, think logically, tell yourself they were just talking. People could do that after all, just talk… But this was your boyfriend, this was the man who had put you through hell and back, this was the man that was supposedly hard to woo, anti-social person. Yet here he was fraternizing.

You shook your head as all of you had taken a seat at the wedding party table, Sherlock next to you, Janine on your left. If she even looked at him funny, you’d break a glass over her face.

They commanded attention for the Best Man and Sherlock realized that was him. A slight look of panic shadowed his face before you squeezed his hand and he stood up, ready to speak. The room was still applauding as he got things ready.

“Ladies and gentlemen, family and friends… and… um, others,” he stammered, looking out onto the quiet and awkward crowd. “A--a--also…”

Your insides twisted for him. It was your job to stand before people and talk nearly every day, but not his. He never had to talk to a lot of people at once, and if he did, it was usually to brag about himself.

“Telegrams,” you suddenly whisper, hoping to push him along and help.

“What? Oh, oh right,” he noted. He picked up the cards and said, “First things first. Telegrams. Well, they’re not actually telegrams. We just call them telegrams. I don’t know why. Wedding tradition. ... because we don’t have enough of that already, apparently.”

You cringed at his words. You knew he loathed weddings, marriages, all of it, but he needed to keep in check his negativity on John and Mary’s day.

He read off the cards. He got through about three before he started to sum up their intentions and toss them onto the table.

“Bit of a theme – you get the general gist. People are basically fond.”

You adjusted nervously in your seat next to him.

“John Watson. My friend, John Watson. When John first broached the subject of being best man, I was confused.”

He then went on to recall the humorous conversation, one that you had not been present for, but now wish you had been.

“I confess at first I didn’t realize he was asking me. When finally I understood, I expressed to him that I was both flattered and ... surprised. I explained to him that I’d never expected this request and I was a little daunted in the face of it. I nonetheless promised that I would do my very best to accomplish a task which was – for me – as demanding and difficult as any I had ever contemplated. Additionally, I thanked him for the trust he’d placed in me ... and indicated that I was, in some ways, very close to being ... moved by it. It later transpired that I had said none of this out loud.”

To this, you and your brother gave a laugh, granting an opening for others to do so as well. After this anecdote, Sherlock pulled out the index cards that you had suggested and then he began leafing them out onto the table. All the while muttering “Done that bit.”

Finally, he set on with the speech. “I’m afraid, John, I can’t congratulate you.”

You stilled, remembering that you had helped him with the speech and that was not in there.

“All emotions, and in particular love, stand opposed to the pure, cold reason I hold above all things. A wedding is, in my considered opinion, nothing short of a celebration of all that is false and specious and irrational and sentimental in this ailing and morally compromised world. Today we honour the death-watch beetle that is the doom of our society and, in time – one feels certain – our entire species. But anyway ... let’s talk about John.”

“Please,” your brother urged gently.

"If I burden myself with a little help-mate during my adventures, it is not out of sentiment or caprice – it is that he has many fine qualities of his own that he has overlooked in his obsession with me."

You couldn't help but smile and look down at your lap at that one.

"Indeed, any reputation I have for mental acuity and sharpness comes, in truth, from the extraordinary contrast John so selflessly provides. It is a fact, I believe, that brides tend to favour exceptionally plain bridesmaids for their big day. There is a certain analogy there, I feel, and contrast is, after all, God’s own plan to enhance the beauty of his creation."

At this, you grinned to, cocking your head slightly, wondering where on earth he summoned talks of God.

"...or it would be if God were not a ludicrous fantasy designed to provide a career opportunity for the family idiot."

Ah, there it is.

"The point I’m trying to make is that I am the most unpleasant, rude, ignorant and all-round obnoxious arsehole that anyone could possibly have the misfortune to meet. I am dismissive of the virtuous, unaware of the beautiful, and uncomprehending in the face of the happy."

A sad look shadowed your expression for a moment.

"So if I didn’t understand I was being asked to be best man, it is because I never expected to be anybody’s best friend. Certainly not the best friend of the bravest and kindest and wisest human being I have ever had the good fortune of knowing."

A round of awws went around the room and you wanted to join them.

"John, I am a ridiculous man redeemed only by the warmth and constancy of your friendship. But, as I’m apparently your best friend, I cannot congratulate you on your choice of companion."

For a moment, you wondered if he'd shattered the somewhat beautiful speech he had just built. But before you could assess the damage, he spoke again.

"Actually, now I can. Mary, when I say you deserve this man, it is the highest compliment of which I am capable. John, you have endured war, and injury, and tragic loss ...so sorry again about that last one. So know this: today you sit between the woman you have made your wife and the man you have saved – in short, the two people who love you most in all this world. And I know I speak for Mary as well when I say we will never let you down, and we have a lifetime ahead to prove that."

To your surprise, you were tearing up. Sherlock had somehow managed to insult everyone in the room, even himself, and yet say the most eloquent and loving thing. And that is why you loved him.

“Ah, yes. Now on to some funny stories about John…” but he looked up and realized everyone was misty eyed and quiet. “What’s wrong? What happened? Why are you all doing that? John? Y/N?"

You couldn't say much so Sherlock turned back to John.

"Did I do it wrong?"

"No, you didn't. Come here." He embraced Sherlock warmly , your heart glowing with love at the sight before you.

After that, Sherlock started to go into some of their cases together, all of the noteworthy ones. Then he moved on to the bachelor night. The recollection of it tickled you, even with Molly in the story. It was a rather hilarious night, while Sherlock had tried to control their party, you’d treated Mary to a night of drinking, clubs, dancing, and then back at their house, loads of gifts.

He finally reeled in the speech to an almost close, as he said, "Ladies and gentlemen, pray charge your glasses and be upstanding. Today begin the adventures of Mary Elizabeth Watson and John Hamish Watson. The two reasons why every single one of us is ..."

But suddenly, he stopped, frozen. He stared forward a moment and you looked over at him, worried. Before you could react, he’d let go of his glass and it fell to the ground around your feet, shattering. You should’ve jumped back to protect your exposed feet, but your worry for Sherlock kicked into overdrive.

“Here today,” he finished. A waiter offered him another glass but you could tell, his demeanor had changed. It’d been subtle at first, but with every growing second it was more evident. Something was wrong.

“Ladies and gentlemen, people tell you not to milk a good speech – get off early, leave ’em laughing. Wise advice I’ll certainly try to bear in mind. But for now--" he put a hand on the table and launched over it. If you weren't so concerned for whatever was going wrong, it would've aroused you, that level of agility. “Part two! Part two is more acton-based. I’m gonna ... walk around, shake things up a bit. Who’d go to a wedding? That’s the question. Who would bother to go to any lengths to get themselves to a wedding? Well, everyone. Weddings are great! Love a wedding.”

Meanwhile, he was pacing up and down the tables, eyeing everyone.

You leaned over to John. “What’s wrong?”

“I don’t know, but something,” he acknowledged, both of you having your eyes on him. The two of you watched on in worried anticipation as he continued to pace. He muttered, mumbled, ranted, and rambled. He got Lestrade to leave to go to he bathroom.

You gasped. Someone was here. Something was going to happen. Something...fatal.

Just as you worked it out, Sherlock confirmed your fear by saying, “Oh! Ladies and gentlemen, can’t stand it when I finally get the chance to speak for once, Vatican Cameos.”

Those two words sent chills down your back. You knew very well what they meant, and John did too. He informed Mary and Sherlock seemed as if he was going to snap. In fact, he kind of did. He slapped himself twice and you couldn’t help but stand up, ready to go see if you could help him.

He continued to work out his theory aloud as he walked all over the room until he finally came up to the table and said, “Major Sholto is going to be killed. I don’t know how or why, but it’s going to happen.”

John kissed Mary, told her to stay there, then followed Sherlock. You and Mary looked at each other, speaking with your eyes for a brief moment before the two of you jumped up and traced their steps.

The four of you ran to the Major’s room as Sherlock explained that the man was in grave danger. However, he wouldn’t open the door for them. He demanded Sherlock solve it, but Sherlock claimed he couldn’t back then so he couldn’t now. John accused him of being a drama queen, and that unless ‘the game is on’ Sherlock can’t work properly. With this information, he was able to start sorting through possibilities, until he finally realized how he’d a murder had already been attempted on Major Sholto.

After reasoning with the Major, he finally opened the door and all of you rushed in to help him.

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Personal

1-How are you? Fine

2-Post a picture of yourself. No thanks

3-Do you ever wish you were someone else? YES

4-What is your entire name? I am not disclosing that

5-How old are you? 21

6-Age you get mistaken for: I always joke that it’s anywhere from 12-15, but realistically probably around 18

7-Your zodiac/horoscope and if you think it fits your personality: Pisces, and yes

8-What did you do on your last birthday? Absolutely nothing

9-What is one thing you would like to accomplish before your next birthday? Be a good captain of my dance group

10-What is your hair color? Black

11-Have you ever dyed your hair? Yes, I have brown highlights

12-What is your eye color? Dark brown

13-If you could change your eye color, would you? Yes

14-Do you wear contacts/glasses? Yes

15-Your opinion about your body and how confortable you are with it: I don’t like my face, my body is ok other than being too short

16-Have you ever considered plastic surgery? What would you alter about your body? I wouldn’t actually do it but yes, and it would be rhinoplasty

17-Say 8 facts about your body: 5′1″, size 5-6 (US) shoe size, somewhat flexible from dance, strong/large thighs but chicken arms, reached my final height at age 12-13, nearsighted since age 8, I have external tibial torsion from ballet, very prone to insect bites

18-Do you have any tattoos? No

19-Do you have any piercings? Yes, two per earlobe

20-Left or right handed? Right

21-What’s your sexual orientation? Ace

22-Do you drink? I have, I don’t really like to

23-Do you smoke? No

24-Do you have any pets? No

25-Where do you work? Currently not employed

26-Something you are working on right now: Choreography for a dance next year

27-Do you have any “rules” about food? I’m very very very picky

28-Where are you from? Maine, US

29-What would you say is your best quality? I don’t tell secrets

30-What do you think you’re really good at? I’m a fairly good dancer, photographer, video editor

31-What do you think you’re really bad at? Actually putting effort into my work and studying, I really should be getting better grades than I get

32-What talent do you wish you’d been born with? More strength and flexibility for dance

33-Are you a bad person? I can be

34-Are you nice to everyone? Noooo

35-Say 3 facts about your personality: INFJ, I think you can figure out two others based on that

36-Has someone ever spread a nasty rumor about you? I don’t believe so

37-What is your ideal bed? Why? At least a queen size

38-Did you wake up cranky? Today? No, I don’t think so

39-Do you sleep with a stuffed toy? No

40-What do you think about the most? How much I wish I was someone else

41-Share 2 habits: I twirl my hair and pull strands out that aren’t 100% straight, I grind my teeth

42-What you want to be when you “get older”? Idfk

43-What are your career goals? Idfk

44-What is your ideal career? To not need one lmao

45-Is your life anything like it was two years ago? No way

46-Do you replay things that have happened in your head? When do I not?

47-Have you ever had an imaginary friend? I don’t think so

48-Say 10 facts about your room: Currently in a dorm room bc I’m at college, boring af, white walls, not very decorated since I’m moving out soon, the door is not soundproof at all, Australian outlets, small but honestly not too cramped, no curtains, air conditioner, huge windows

49-Do you have any phobias? Spiders, heights in some situations, being alone in a public area

50-Have you ever been to a psychiatrist/therapist? No but I really should go...

51-Are you allergic to anything? If so, what? Not explicitly declared by an allergist, but insect bites

52-Ever broken any bones? No but I had my first sprain a month ago!

53-Ever come close to death? No

54-Things you like and dislike about yourself: I like my personality but I hate my appearance

55-A random fact about yourself: Excluding my adoption bc I don’t remember anything about it, studying abroad is the first time I have ever left North America

56-What are three things most people don’t know about you? I used to play a couple instruments when I was younger but not anymore, never been to Europe, I have a specific pillow that I always have to sleep with

57-An unknown fact about your life: Ok so I TECHNICALLY have two older step-siblings from my dad’s side, but I do not like them nor do I have a relationship with them so I just say I don’t have any

58-Share something about yourself others might think is weird: My music taste

59-Five weird things that you like: They’re pretty nerdy; wildlife, astronomy, psychology, geography, demographics

60-Do you have a facebook? If so, would you add the person who sent you this? Yes I do, and no one sent me this I just found it

61-Do you have any pictures on your Facebook? Just a profile pic, I deleted all other pics I’ve ever posted

62-Describe yourself in one word/sentence: Socially uncomfortable INFJ who just wants to go to bed

63-A quote you try to live by: Idk

64-Leave me a compliment: Thanks for making this survey

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~~~~~~~~~~Favorites

65-What is your favorite thing to do? Watch YouTube videos

66-What’s your favorite color? Blue

67-What’s your favorite band/singer? I don’t have one right now

68-What’s your favorite movie? I don’t like movies

69-What are your favorite books? I don’t read enough to know

70-What is your favorite quote and why? Idk

71-What is your favorite word? Idk

72-What is your least favorite word? Idk I have a lot

73-What is your favorite type of food? Pasta

74-You favorite ice cream? Vanilla

75-What’s your favorite animal? Emperor Penguin, koala in a close second

76-Dogs or cats? Dogs

77-Describe your favourite texture: Cotton

78-What is your favorite flower? Idk

79-What’s your favourite scent? And on the opposite sex? Clean laundry lol, idk on the other sex

80-What is your favorite season? Tie between summer and fall

81-What are the top five places you wish you could go before you die? (not in order) London UK, Paris France, Copenhagen Denmark, Auckland NZ, Perth Australia

82-What are four things you can’t live without and why? Laptop, phone, DSLR camera, headphones, all their chargers; I think you can guess why!!!!

83-Which mythological creature are you most like? Why? Idk

84-What’s your favorite television show? Idk I don’t really watch TV

85-Favorite place to shop at? The grocery store! Lol jk, idk

86-Say 2 facts about your favorite things: They’re all electronics?

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~~~~~~~~~~Family, childhood and places

87-Say 4 facts about your parents: They’re technically my adoptive parents, 11 years apart in age, larger age gap to me than most parents to their kids, wealthy

88-Are you more like your mom or your dad? Mom

89-Do you have any siblings? See #57

90-Say 9 facts about your family: Technically my adoptive family, mom’s side is Italian and Irish, dad’s side is Norwegian and German, I have a zillion and 3 cousins on my mom’s side, I know literally no one on my dad’s side, one of my cousins on my mom’s side is my literal soulmate I love her so much, I’m pretty sure I’m the only adopted family member on both sides, 3 of 4 grandparents are still alive, I feel pretty disconnected from my family for the most part

91-What’s your relationship like with your family? See last fact in #90

92-Say 7 facts about your childhood: Jesus what’s with all these fact questions?; I had a good childhood for the most part, I was more outgoing as a kid than I am now, then again I had 0 mental illnesses as a kid lmfao, I had a nasty accident at age 5 that left me with my trademark “eye dimple”, I played a LOT of computer games, I moved at age 9, I miss my childhood

93-The best and the worst childhood memories: Best memory is playing outside with friends or my parents and being carefree, the worst memory is that I was quite a crybaby at times

94-Say 6 facts about your home town: I honestly have no idea

95-Are you going out of town soon? I’m currently out of town! Will be back in less than a month

96-Where would you like to live? The major city right next to my town is pretty nice

97-What would your dream house be like? DREAM house would be a mansion with a lot of cool stuff, but that’s not realistic so I’d like a nice apartment in a good area

98-Where would you go on your dream vacation? I guess you could say I’m currently on my dream vacation, Australia!

99-Where you want to be right now? Anywhere except the school I’m at

100-Top three places to visit: That I’ve been to? Ok so that would be Sydney Australia, Newport Beach California, Maui Hawaii

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~~~~~~~~~~Friends

101-Would you ever smile at a stranger? I have

102-Do you prefer to be friends with girls or boys? Girls

103-Who is someone you never tire of? Honestly not sure, I get sick of people very easily

104-Do you have someone you can be your complete self around? Pretty damn close to it when I’m with my mom and one friend, but I’ve never been 100% around anyone

105-Who is your most loyal friend? The friend noted above

106-Is there anyone you can tell EVERYTHING to? Not EVERYTHING, but my mom is pretty close

107-If your best friend died, what would you do? I’d be devastated

108-A reason you’ve lied to a friend: I didn’t want to hurt them, or I was so ashamed of the answer that they could NOT know

109-Have you ever felt replaced? Yes

110-Say 5 facts about your bestfriend(s): I honestly don’t know if I have a best friend

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~~~~~~~~~~Relationships

111-The last person you hugged? A friend last week because it was her birthday

112-Who was your first kiss with? Some guy I went to high school with

113-Do you like kissing in public? I have never done that, but probably not

114-Have you ever kissed someone older than you? No

115-You have a preference for boys or girls? Technically ace, but boys

116-Is the male or female body closest to perfection? I’m more attracted to men

117-Do you believe in love at first sight? I think it could happen

118-Do you believe in soul mates? It’s possible

119-What is your idea of the perfect date? Idc as long as I’m spending time with the person

120-Based on past relationships or crushes, describe your perfect boyfriend/girlfriend: The only people I’ve ever actually fantasized about are YouTubers so...

121-What is the first thing you noticed in someone? Usually the way they present themselves (are they angry, happy, relaxed, easy going, etc.)

122-Are looks important in a relationship? Not the most important, but they help

123-What’s the most superficial characteristic you look for? I don’t mind if someone has not had braces, but if their teeth are REALLY bad then that’s kind of a turn off

124-What’s your opinion on age differences in relationships? I can’t go more than 10 years

125-Would you ever date someone off of the Internet? Probably not

126-Five guys/girls whom you find attractive: Dan Howell, Phil Lester, Shayne Topp, Damien Haas, Tyler Scheid

127-Do you have a crush on anyone? No

128-A description of the girl/boy you like: I don’t like anyone

129-Say 1 fact about the person your like: I don’t like anyone

130-If the person you like says they like someone else, what would you say? Cool...

131-When was the last time you told someone you loved them? Never done it

132-Do you think someone has feelings for you? Haha nope

133-Do you think someone is thinking about you right now? Haha nope

134-Have you ever cried over a guy/girl? No

135-Have you ever wanted someone you couldn’t have? No

136-Anyone you’re giving up on? No

137-Have you ever liked someone you didn’t expect to? Yes

138-Have you ever liked someone who your friends hated? No

139-Have you ever liked one of your best friends? No

140-Has anyone told you they don’t want to ever lose you? Lol nope

141-Is there a boy/girl who you would do absolutely everything for? No

142-Is there someone you will never forget? Probably the dude I kissed

143-Say five ways to win your heart: Be authentic/yourself, don’t hide things from me, accept that I’m not perfect and have bad days, accept that I need to be alone a lot, know that I will test whether I can trust you by talking about weird things

144-What turns you on? A really nice smile

145-What turns you off? If you come off as a douchebag or if you don’t look like you take care of yourself (poor taste in clothes, smell bad, etc.)

146-What is the sexiest thing someone could ever do for/to you? Go somewhere with me that I consider extremely nerdy or weird for most people

147-What’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done for you? Idk

148-What’s something sweet you’d like someone to do for you? Idk

149-Have you ever written a song or poem for someone? Have you had one written for you? No

150-What’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever done for someone? Yesterday I gave some encouraging words to someone who’s been through a lot lately

151-Are you in love? No

152-Are you in a relationship? No

153-If you have a boyfriend/girlfriend, what is your favorite thing about him/her? Don’t have one

154-Are relationships ever worth it? I think they can be

155-Is there someone mad because you’re dating/talking to the person you are? No

156-Can you commit to one person? Yes

157-Do you think you can last in a relationship for 6 months and not cheat? Yes

158-Do you ever want to get married? I’m not forcing it but if I meet the right person then sure why not

159-Do you think you’ll be married in 5 years? I honestly have no idea, I can see myself as either

160-Future names of your children: I don’t have any bc I don’t want kids

161-Do you get jealous easily? Yes

162-The last time you felt jealous, and why? I’m usually jealous of someone who I believe is a better dancer than myself

163-What is your definition of cheating? Actively pursuing someone else

164-Have you ever been cheated on? No

165-Do you forgive betrayal? Never been betrayed, but my guess is no

166-Have you ever cheated on someone? No

167-Why did your last relationship fail? Never been in one

168-Things you want to say to an ex: I don’t have an ex

169-A description of the person you dislike the most: I have a lot of people I don’t like, I don’t think I can pick just one

170-If your first true love knocked on your door with apology and presents, would you accept? I don’t have one

171-How many boyfriends/girlfriends have you had? Zero

172-How long was your longest relationship? Never had one

173-You’ll love me if… Idk

174-Share a relationship story: Don’t have one

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~~~~~~~~~~Music, movies and books

175-How often do you listen to music? All. The. Time.

176-What kind of music you like? All kinds except most rap and country

177-Do you like to dance? I fucking love it

178-What was the first concert/show you attended? I don’t remember

179-Have you heard a song that reminds you of someone today? Yes

180-Share a song that takes you to a certain memory in the past: Currently listening to Doctor’s In by Pond, which reminds me of a field trip I took about a month ago

181-A song that’s been stuck in your head: I don’t think I have one stuck in my head right now!

182-Put your music player on shuffle and write the first ten songs that play: Remedy by Little Boots, Hold My Heart by Tenth Avenue North, Test Drive from How to Train Your Dragon, Fine. by Carah Faye, Run Run Run by Dragonette, Exogenesis Symphony Part 2 by Muse, Mr. Saxobeat by Alexandra Stan, Concerto in F from An American in Paris, Information Overload by Grabbitz and Pierce Fulton, When I’m Away by The Colourist

183-A book you want to read/have recently read: I haven’t read lately and can’t think of one that I want

184-Describe your dream library: Idk

185-Last movie you just watched: I don’t remember

186-Do you like watching what type of movies? I don’t really like movies but if I had to pick, documentaries

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~~~~~~~~~~Situations and crazy things

187-You’re in a tattoo parlor about to get inked. What are you getting done? Not interested in tattoos, but if I had to pick it would probably have something to do with either wildlife or Australia

189-What’s something you can see yourself going to jail for? Internet stalking

190-If you could be any character, from any literary work, who would you choose to be? Idk

191-You’re given $10,000…under one condition: you cannot keep the money for yourself. Who would you give it to? My parents

192-If you had to go back in time and change one thing, what would it be? This is morbid, but I would be born as someone else

193-If you were an element on the Periodic Table, which would you be and why? Idk

194-If you had to delete one year of your life completely, which would it be? Sophomore year of college

195-You’re an Action Movie Hero. What’s your weapon of choice and the line you scream when defeating your arch enemy? Idk

196-If you could design an amusement park ride, what would it be like? Idk

197-What is the first curse word that comes to mind? Fuck

198-What the last party you went to was… and when the next will be… I went to a birthday party last week, idk when the next one will happen

199-Halloween costume idea? This coming Halloween I’m currently thinking of going as a koala

200-What are you supposed to be doing right now? Studying lol

201-Currently wanting to see anyone? Parents in a couple weeks!

202-Why you follow me? I don’t? I literally just found this survey somewhere

203-If you met me what would you do? Idk who you are

204-Leave me a ridiculous question: Who are you?

205-Leave me a cute message: Idk

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~~~~~~~~~~Opinions and beliefs

206-Is the cup half full or half empty for you right now? Empty rn

207-Do you believe in fate/destiny? Certain aspects, yes

208-What you wish for on 11:11? I don’t wish for anything

209-Do you consider yourself lucky? What’s your good luck charm? I do consider myself lucky at times, I don’t have one

210-Do you believe in aliens or life on other planets? Yes

211-What is your religion, if any? Technically Christian (idk what type), though I don’t actively practice Christianity

212-Would you go against your moral code for money? No

213-What’s more important to you: strength of the body or strength of the mind? Mind

214-How important you think education is? Very important

215-If you were the president, what would you do? Get rid of capitalism

216-If you could change one thing in the world, what would you change? Capitalism

217-Is it the thought that counts? Or is that phrase circumstantial? Idk

218-If you only had 24 hours to live, what would you do? Celebrate (lmfao I know that’s crude but I have depression)

219-Which movie character do you most identify with and why? Idk

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220-Are you a procrastinator or do you get things done early? I am quite the procrastinator if I’m not interested in the task, otherwise I’ll do it ASAP

221-Post a photo/draw a picture/write a poem (pick one) of a moment of personal significance: No thank you

222-Say 5 things you love unconditionally: Kind of running out of steam to answer this

223-What motivates you in life? I’m not gonna die anytime soon so I should do something useful (sorry that was also crude)

224-Something that you’re proud of: I’ve accomplished some good things

225-Five words/phrases that make you laugh: Dingus, dingleberry, twat, meme, dank

226-Share the story of something that makes you smile: Whenever I see a new YouTube video that I know I HAVE to watch

227-Something you always think “what if…” about: What if I wasn’t abandoned at birth and not adopted

228-What was something you used to enjoy, but was ruined for you? What’s the story behind that? Thought I’d enjoy seeing a show at the Sydney Opera House, then I fainted while on a tour of the venue so I can never go inside the building again (seeing it from outside is ok)

229-Describe one of the most awkward experiences of your life: I MAJORLY MAJORLY offended someone (in Australia nonetheless) a couple months ago

230-Something/someone that you miss: My house

231-Are you over your past? Nope and I probably never will be

232-What is your saddest memory? Idk I’ve had a lot

233-One of the hardest moments in your life: Dealing with my parents when they’re acting like children

234-Is there something that happened in your past that you hate talking about? YES

235-What’s something you want to do that you’d be embarrassed to tell other people about? Idk

236-What was your most embarrassing moment? Falling into a split from slipping on stage during a rehearsal

237-Share one of your fears/insecurities: Very insecure about my appearance and being adopted

238-Something you’re currently worrying about: If I’m gonna pass my final exams

239-Have you done something you regret very much? Yes

240-If you could take something back that you said or did, what would it be? Idk I’ve done a lot that I regret

241-Does anyone hate you? Probably

242-Do you hate anyone? Yes

243-Are you good at hiding your feelings? For the most part yes, but I do have outbursts (that smack myself about later)

244-What’s something you hide about your personality? I fake being social enough that people don’t think I grew up sheltered

245-How do you approach social situations? See above

246-Are you a social or an antisocial person? Very antisocial

247-Are you an introvert or an extrovert? Very introverted

248-Do you care if people talk badly about you? Yes but I know I shouldn’t give a shit

249-How do you deal with criticism? I’ll rant to my mom, or just bottle up my feelings

250-How you hope your future will be like? I just hope I’ll be happier than I currently am

251-What’s something that scares you about the future? Idk wtf I want to do with myself

252-Five items you lust after: Electronics, enough said

253-One thing you’re excited for: My parents to come back to Australia so I can leave this shitty university and go traveling again

254-Describe the most terrifying/strangest/beautiful dream you’ve ever had: I’ve had dreams about giving birth, and I once had a dream that I was going to have sex but I woke up while I was in the middle of foreplay

255-Have you ever had a crush on a fictional character? Not fictional, but I have had crushes on celebs

256-Who is your celebrity crush? I’ve gone through a lot of people, but it’s currently Damien Haas

257-Make a confession: I need to study, help pls

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1-20 I LOVE U FAITHY

1. wake her up with kisses lesbian or play with her hair w her hair while you wait for her to wake up lesbian

uuuuhhhh why not both.. probably wake her w kisses

2. x files lesbian or twin peaks lesbian

twin peaks!

3.pit bull or corgi lesbian

PITBULL LOVE U ROSIE BABY

4. sweet tooth lesbian or saturates-everything in hot sauce lesbian

hot sauce. not that much of a sweet toothed gal

5. sunflower lesbian or white lily lesbian

SUNFLOWER LESBIAN!

6. rose gold lesbian or white gold lesbian

uhhh i dont rlly know what the difference is but uh my phones rose gold

7. dunkin donuts/starbucks lesbian or strictly local cafe lesbian

uhhhh tim hortons cuz i dont have a lotta money and im canadian

8.sunrise lesbian or sunset lesbian

sunset

9.emily dickinson lesbian or maya angelou lesbian

idfk i read a maya angelou poem in grade 10 english so i guess her who tf is emily dickinson

10. dark sexy ball gown or cute bright ball gown lesbian

DARK SEXY BALL GOWN..

12. high waisted shorts lesbian or loose rolled up jeans lesbian

my favourite pair of jeans are like high waisted loose jeans so idk how to answer this

13. 60′s chic lesbian or 60′s hippie lesbian

probably hippie

14. band lesbian or orchestra lesbian

band lesbo

15. choir lesbian or garage band lesbian

garage band. choirs r scary

16. twirl her around lesbian or get twirled around lesbian

twirl her around im a romantique woman

17. sit com lesbian or artsy independent dramatic romance film from france lesbian

okay so how i see this question is.. but im a cheerleader or blue is the warmest colour. and my answer is but im a cheerleader so sitcom.

18. Bicycle lesbian or bus lesbian

bicycle if im not tired! i got a big yellow bike i just rode it to the record store like an hour ago

19. jelly fish lesbian or dolphin lesbian

uuhuuh dont like water but like.. if i were to look at one.. jellyfish

20. biology or physics lesbian

bio!

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silvershadow1398 · 5 years

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Bold those that apply

Appearance I have/had piercings besides the ears. I want piercings besides the ears. I have many scars. I tan easily. I wish my hair was a different color. I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color. I have/want a tattoo. I can be self-conscious about my appearance. I have/had braces. - invisalign I have more than two piercings. Embarrassment Disney movies still make me cry. I’ve laughed so hard I’ve cried. I’ve glued my hand to something. I’ve laughed until some kind of beverage came out of my nose I’ve had my pants rip in public. I’ve touched something sharp/hot/etc to see if it would hurt. Health I’ve gotten stitches. I’ve broken or dislocated a bone. I’ve had my tonsils removed. I’ve had my wisdom teeth removed. I’ve had chicken pox. Travel I’ve been to Florida. I’ve driven/ridden over 200 kilometers in one day. I’ve been on a plane. I’ve been to Colombia I’ve been to Cuba. I’ve been to Niagara Falls. I’ve been to Ottawa I’ve been to the Caribbean. I’ve been to Europe. Experiences I’ve gotten lost in my city. I’ve seen a shooting star. I’ve wished on a shooting star. I’ve seen a meteor shower. I’ve gone out in public in my pajamas. I’ve pushed all the buttons on an elevator. I’ve slapped someone. I’ve kissed someone underwater. I’ve chugged something. I’ve crashed a car. I’ve been skiing. I’ve been in a musical. I’ve auditioned for something. I’ve been on stage. I’ve caught a snowflake on my tongue. I’ve sat on a rooftop at night. I’ve pranked someone. I’ve ridden in a taxi. Honesty / Crime I’ve been threatened to be arrested. I’ve broken a law. I’ve done something I promised someone I wouldn’t. I’ve done something I promised myself I wouldn’t. I’ve sneaked out. I’ve lied about my whereabouts. I’ve cheated while playing a game. I’ve been in a fist fight.

Death I’m afraid of dying. I hate funerals. I’ve seen someone/something die. Someone close to me has attempted/committed suicide. I have attempted suicide. I’ve thought about suicide before. I’ve written a eulogy for myself. Materialism I own over 5 rap CD’s. I’m obsessed with anime/manga. I collected comic books. I own a lot of makeup. I own something from Pac Sun. I own something from The Gap. I own something I got on E-Bay. I own something from Abercrombie. I thrive on compliments. I thrive on hate. Random I can only sing low key. I’ve stolen a tray from a fast food restaurant. I open up to others easily. I watch the news occasionally or always. I don’t like to kill bugs. I sing in the shower. I’m a morning person. I’m a sports fanatic. I twirl my hair. I care about grammar. I love spam. I’ve copied more than 30 CD’s in a day. I bake well. My favorite color is either white, yellow, pink, blue, red, black, purple, or orange. I would wear pajamas to school. I like Martha Stewart. I laugh at my own jokes. I eat fast food weekly. I’ve not turned anything in and still got an A in a certain class. I can’t sleep if there’s a spider in the room. I’m really ticklish. I like white chocolate. I bite my nails. I’m good at remembering names. I’m good at remembering dates. I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.

People ..used to ask if I was anorexic/bulimic. ..called me fat. ..have said that I’m skinny. ..have said that I’m ugly. ..have said that pretty. - mostly friends ..have spread rumors about me. ..force me to eat. ..say I eat too much. ..say I eat too little.

Eating I’ve lost weight. I’ve gained weight. I’m at my thinnest. I’m at my biggest. I’ve lost weight and kept it off. I’ve lost weight, but gained it back. My weight affects my mood. A lot. I diet. I’m vegan/vegetarian. I exercise. I’ve fainted from exhaustion. - not exhaustion lmao

Family I’ve sworn at my parents. I’ve planned to run away from home before. I’ve run away from home. My biological parents are together. - idfk I have a sibling less than one year old. I want kids. I’ve had kids. I’ve lost a child.

Relationships I’m engaged. I’m married. I’m a swinger. I’ve gone on a blind date. I have/had a friend with benefits. I miss someone right now. I have a fear of abandonment. I’ve gotten divorced. I’ve had feelings for someone who didn’t have them back. Someone has/had feelings for me when I didn’t have them back. I’ve told someone I loved them when I didn’t. I’ve told someone I didn’t love them when I did. I’ve kept something from a past relationship. Sexuality I’m a cuddler. I’ve been kissed in the rain. I’ve hugged a stranger. I’ve kissed a stranger.

Bad times I regularly drink. I can’t swallow pills - I can swallow little ones most of the time I can swallow numerous pills at a time without difficulty. I’ve been diagnosed with depression at some point. - not yet I have/had anxiety problems. I shut others out when I’m upset. I don’t have anyone to talk to when I’m upset. I have taken/take anti-depressants. I’ve slept an entire day before. I’ve plotted revenge.

#about me

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