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beverlycrushr · 3 years
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So, tell me, what will you write in your journal tonight? “Friday, went to the Lower Rooms, wore my sprigged muslin dress with blue trimmings, and looked very pretty, though I say so myself.” — Northanger Abbey (2007) dir. Jon Jones
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  All Better?
Will had known from the age of six that he'd grow up to be a doctor. He could pinpoint the exact moment the idea was planted in his head. It was one of his fondest memories and never failed to make him smile. Sometimes, when he was stressed, or sad Will would think back on it and almost immediately feel better. Guess childhood memories had that effect.
 Reaching out with his hand to tightly grip Jay's, Will let out a shuddering breath. Tears blurred his vision as he tried to recall those memories up now. Anything to help reconcile the image of his brother's prone and broken body laying before him. Anything to help drown out the continuous beeping of the heart monitor in the corner. He supposed that it should grant him a small amount of comfort but unfortunately all it did was remind how much of a failure he was as a brother.
 So instead, he imagined the beeping turning into the sound of Jay's laughter, echoing down the hallway of their childhood home. His small and unsteady feet trying their hardest to keep up with Will as they ran around the furniture.
 At the respective ages of five and two, both brothers were bundles of boundless energy. Unfortunately for Jay, he hadn't quite developed the fine motor functions required to weave his way around all the furniture and toys without bumping into something. Will could still remember the exact feeling of horror he had, when upon turning around to gloat victoriously from atop the couch, he saw Jay trip over the edge of the rug and smack the ground with a loud thud.
 Jay went chin first, sliding a few inches across the carpet. Both boys were silent for a few seconds before Jay's face scrunched up in pain and he let out a loud wail. Will frantically slid off the couch and ran towards Jay, praying their father wouldn't wake up. He had just gotten home from a graveyard shift a few hours ago and was supposed to be watching them while their mother was at a doctor's appointment, but as soon as the door had closed behind her, their father had rounded on Will. The instructions had been clear. 
 "You are responsible for Jay and you will under no circumstances, wake me before my alarm goes off."
 Panicking slightly, Will pulled Jay onto his lap as best he could. Jay was clutching his chin with a hand and sobbing, his face red with anger. Gently Will pulled Jay's hand away from his chin, frowning at the rug burn. 
 "It's ok," Will said confidently. "I can make it better, but you have to be big like me and not cry. We don't want daddy to wake up. Can you be big like me?" Will asked.
 Jay smashed his lips together tightly to keep from crying, chin quivering. He ended up looking more grumpy than brave but Will wasn't about to mention it. Slowly they stood up, Will grabbing Jay's hand and pulling him towards the bathroom. 
 With great determination Will managed to help Jay climb up and sit on the edge of the tub, just like their mama did when she cleaned up Will's scrapes and cuts. Giving Jay a quick kiss on the head, Will climbed up onto the counter, grabbing all the necessary items before sliding back down onto the floor. 
 "You're doing a good job," Will reminded Jay when he started to sniffle again. "Don't worry, it'll be all better soon."
 Will opened the bottle of rubbing alcohol and tried to carefully pour it on the rag he held. Unfortunately it ended up spilling more onto the floor than the rag. Jay giggled slightly at the mess, laughing harder when Will stuck his tongue out at him. It was nice to hear Jay laugh, knowing he was the one that made him feel better.
 "Be brave," Will said. "This is going to sting but then you get a bandaid. We even have blue ones." Holding the bandaids out for Jay, Will took advantage of the distraction they provided, and quickly dabbed the rag across Jay's rug burn, praising him so he wouldn't start crying again. Once that was done Will blew gently across the wound until it dried and applied a blue bandaid. He examined his handy work for a second before adding a bunch more, just in case.
 "All bedder?" Jay asked, staring wide eyed up at Will when he was finally done.
 "Mmhmm, all better." Will confirmed with a nod of satisfaction. Mama would be proud of him right now. "C'mon let's go get some popcorn and watch tv." 
 Will smiled slightly to himself at the memory. Their mother had come home an hour later to find them cuddled up on the couch watching cartoons and shoving their faces with popcorn. He had been so proud of himself that day and any other time he'd needed to patch Jay up. His younger brother had been a bit of a wild child, always getting himself hurt trying to do dangerous things.
 After that day though, Jay wanted to do everything Will did, looking up to Will like he was a hero. Will wished he could have lived up to Jay's expectations, been the hero he needed. He didn't feel like a hero much right now, he just felt like a failure. 
 "It's not your fault." Connor's voice sounded from the doorway. 
 "You don't know what you're talking about." Will snapped back, purposely refusing to look at the other man. His grip on Jay's hand tightened when he heard Connor make his way into the room, standing at the edge of the bed.
 "I do actually, because no matter how hard you try you can't control someone else's actions. You didn't make your father push Jay down a flight of steps, just like you didn't make Jay go over there."
 Snarling in anger, Will whipped around to glare at Connor. "Don't you dare try and blame Jay for this. I should have known something would happen and stopped it, that's my job as his brother. I'm supposed to protect him."
 Connor held his hands up placatingly, "I'm not blaming him and I'm not blaming you, no matter how much you think you deserve it. You had no idea something like this could happen. Your father, the one who pushed him, didn't even know. It was pure bad luck Jay fell the way he did."
 Will shook his head, "Doesn't change anything, I knew that one day our dad would go too far." He turned back to face Jay. "Dad was already pissed that he was being moved into a new place, I shouldn't have let Jay go help him alone. I can't make this better. I can't fix the fact that our father almost killed him."
 "I know I'm not going to be able to change your mind on that but I'm sure as hell, that your brother is going to be pissed when he wakes up and sees you like this." Connor forced Will to look at him. "You can't go back in time and stop this from happening, but if you want to help your brother then you can stop wallowing in self guilt. The only thing that can come from that is hurting yourself and Jay because lord knows, he is exactly like you. He sees you suffering and he will feel just as guilty as you do now and he sure as hell doesn't need that extra stress."
 Connor didn't want to be mean to Will right now but no one was doing anything and he couldn't just sit back and allow Will to self destruct. They may have their arguments but Will was still his friend and what else are friends for, then to be there, lending a helping hand to pull you back onto your feet when you need it most. Right now, Will definitely needed that hand.
As much as Will wanted to argue that he should be suffering alone with Jay, he knew Connnor was right. Jay would spot his guilt from a mile away and ignore his own health just to ease Will's suffering. They were too much alike for comfort sometimes. "I need him to be alright." 
 "He will be," Connor said confidently, even though he knew better. "He is already showing remarkable improvement from when he was brought in. The swelling around his brain has reduced to a comfortable enough level for them to remove the drain later tonight. You might be stubborn as hell but I'm pretty sure Jay has you trumped there. No way in hell he'll let this take him out."
 Will let out a weak laugh. "Your right. That pains me to say, by the way."
"I generally am," Connor said, feeling slightly better now that Will seemed to be coming out of his funk. "I'll be back to check up on both of you later." He gave Will a comforting pat on the back before making his way out of the room, stopping when he heard Will call his name.
 "Thank you," Will said. "I needed to hear that." Connor nodded his head, leaving as quietly as he arrived.
 Will turned back to his brother, focusing all his attention on the injured man. He leaned in, whispering in Jay's ear, "I promise you that no matter what happens, I'm always going to be there for you. I know I wasn't there for you after I left for college but I'll never leave you again. You just have to come back to me." Will choked out the last sentence, bowing his head in prayer. 
 A few hours passed until Jay was taken to have the drain removed. Will stood in the hallway watching them take his little brother away. He knew it would be a while before they returned so he found a spot where his co-workers couldn't find him easily. Natalie had been eyeing him with great concern and he knew she wanted to talk to him but right now he just needed a moment alone, to gather his thoughts before Jay came back. Finding an empty room to hole up in, Will sunk down with his head between his knees, allowing his mind to wander to better times again. A time when he had been there to protect Jay.
 Will had never been one for violence, that was more Jay's area, even for someone who came from Canary Ville. Sure, he knew how to throw a swing or two but he'd rather avoid it if he could. Unfortunately it was something the bullies in his grade had noticed rather quickly. They'd throw a punch once or twice, maybe say some rude things, but it never really bothered him that much. Most of it never even phased him enough for more than a passing thought.
 Jay on the other hand took great offense to it when he found out, which wasn't until his freshman year and Will's senior year. It was just dumb luck Will had been walking by when he was close enough to hear Jay confront one of his bullies. Now Jay, unlike his older brother, loved to get into fights. He might not have been large in size, his growth spurt came a little late in the height department, but he didn't take shit from anybody and loved to have a chance to prove himself. So of course when he decided to take care of the people messing with his older brother he had to confront the largest one of the bunch. A large jock who looked like he might be taking steroids.
 Will had heard Jay's yelp as he went sprawling to the ground, struggling to stand back up when the jock's foot kicked him in the side. He went back down to the ground, wind knocked out of him. Will's entire body seemed to burn with anger and all he could think about was beating the living hell out of the asshole attacking his brother. At the time he was unaware that Jay had started the fight, not that it would have mattered, and simply assumed the jock had decided that Jay was an easy target like his brother.
 "Hey!" Will shouted, dropping his things and running towards the fight. 
 "Well would you look at this, your brother wants a beating too." The jock smirked down at Jay, completely ignoring Will. The smile was knocked off his face when Will spun him around delivering a swift punch to the nose. The bully  howled and stumbled back, surprised that the other male had actually hit him and that it hurt so much. "You bastard! You're going to pay for that!"
 "Fuck you," Will yelled, hitting him with an upper cut in the solar plexus, knocking the breath out of him. As the jock gasped for air, Will quickly punched him in the kidney and his body spasmed for a second. Blinded with anger, Will hit him again and again screaming obscenities, until someone was pulling him away.
 "Will! Stop!" Jay yelled, pulling his brother away from the whimpering mess on the ground. 
Will panted heavily for a second, taking a moment to catch his breath, before noticing the large crowd that had gathered around them. 
"We gotta go before a teacher shows up," Jay urged, continuing to tug on his older brother's arm. Will allowed himself to be pulled away from glaring at the writhing mess on the ground. "That was so cool, I knew you could take him."
  Will groaned at his little brother. "Did you plan this?" He wouldn't put it past the little brat, Jay was surprisingly conniving when he wanted to be. 
 "Of course not," Jay said with a smirk. "We should probably skip the rest of the day. I doubt he'll rat on you but it might be better not to test it." 
 Will chose not to respond but allowed Jay to lead him off campus. He watched as Jay chatted on about how cool Will was, his smile bright as could be even though he was obviously going to have a nasty black eye tomorrow, if not within the next few hours. Jay bruised easily, their mother said it was because his skin was so pale. 
 They made their way to a nearby park to sit down for a few minutes, while Will examined Jay's head. "Why did he go after you?" Will finally asked. 
  "Well," Jay started sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head. "I might have started it."
 "Seriously? C'mon man you're like half his size, why would you do that?" Will asked, feeling frustrated.
"Because he's an ass to you! He can't just treat you like that, someone had to stop him."
Jay yelled, quick to defend himself. He might have miscalculated his abilities but Will showed up and everything had been fine, better than fine. "You kicked his ass, Will. Why were you letting him mess with you if you didn't have too?"
 "Because it doesn't bother me and despite what dad says, fighting isn't the answer to everything." Will flopped onto his back on the grass once he was sure Jay was going to be fine. "Besides. I got lucky. I surprised him and knew enough anatomy to know where to hit him. Probably got lucky hitting the right spots too."
 Cocking his head to the side, Jay looked curiously at his brother. "What do you mean? What's anatomy got to do with punching a dude."
 "Hit a guy in the solar plexus you knock the breath out of them, hit them on the kidney it will kinda paralysis them with pain. At least that's what I got from the book." Will looked over at Jay staring at him in awe. "Don't give me that look, it's also really dangerous. You can seriously hurt someone and I shouldn't have done it. So don't go trying it on someone, you little maniac."
 Jay smiled innocently, "Who me? I would never."
 "You're a menace," Will groaned.
"I know but I'll always have you to make it all better," Jay replied with a cheeky grin.
  The door to the room he was in opened, distracting Will from the memory.  He looked up to see Natalie standing in the doorway, silently asking to join him. Sighing, he waved her in, patting the spot next to him.
"I'm going to be ok," Will informed her. "Just needed some time to get myself together." 
"I know." Natalie sat down next to him, reaching over to hold his hand tightly. "But if you need someone to lean on, I'm here. You might have to be strong for Jay but you don't have to be for me." 
 Will gave her a watery smile, clutching her hand tighter in his. "Thank you. I might have to take you up on that when Jay starts driving me up the wall about getting back to work."
They laughed with each other before falling into a comfortable silence. Natalie broke the quiet, "They wrapped everything up a few minutes ago, they should be bringing Jay out soon. All the scans are looking good so far."
 "Do you think I'll have to tell him what happened?" Will asked suddenly.
 Natalie faltered for a moment before giving Will a weak smile. "You might have too, or someone else could do it. Connor or I, maybe Voight?" 
 "Lord, no. Not Voight." Will shuddered. As much as Voight might care about his team, gently breaking bad news to someone was never going to be something Will could imagine him doing. Although, being a cop probably required it fairly often so he might actually be good at it. Still though, this was Will's job. "I should be the one to tell him."
 "Ok." Natalie stood up, offering a hand to help pull Will up. "Should probably get back there, wouldn't want to miss your spot next to his bed. I hear it's the most wanted seat in the hospital right now."
 Laughing, Will allowed Natalie to help him to his feet. "His team only dreams they could have that spot, I'm almost certain I nearly grew roots there earlier." 
 The two laughed together as they made their way back to Jay's room. Seeing his brother already back in the room, Will quickly made his way to the chair beside him and grabbed his hand again. He heard Natalie get a call for an incoming trauma, so he settled down as comfortably as possible to wait out the time until Jay woke up. A few visitors came by, mostly the intelligence unit, but other than that Will was left alone with his thoughts until he finally fell asleep. 
 A sharp painful yank came from Will's scalp causing him to swat the air. "Stop." The tugging continued, growing incessantly more annoying every time. Whining, Will swatted the air again in an attempt to make it stop.
 "Willll, oh Willll, wake up you weirdo." Jay's voice slurred. 
Will shot straight up at the sound of his brother's voice, quickly remembering where he was. "Jay! Oh, thank god."  
 Jay smiled dopely up at his brother. "They gave me the good drugs."
 Will had trouble keeping his laughter at bay watching Jay act so completely out of character. "I can tell, you seem like you've been awake for awhile."
 "Yup," Jay continued to smile brightly, even though he was obviously falling asleep already. "I told'em no, good drugs, but they said yes, good drugs. You think Voight is gonna be mad they gave me drugs." Jay started speaking in a whisper. "Drugs are bad."
Will couldn't keep the smile off his face, just so happy Jay seemed to be completely fine mentally. He bent his head giving the back of Jay's hand a kiss, ignoring the whines about cooties, thanking every deity out there that Jay was ok. 
 "Get some more sleep," Will ordered, noticing Jay struggling to keep his eyes open. 
 Jay nodded sleepily, "Everything's going to be all better?"
 "Yeah, everything's going to be all better," Will promised, brushing Jay's hair gently out of his face as the younger male drifted off to sleep. If there was one thing he'd learned thinking back on his past, it was that he may not always be there to prevent Jay from getting hurt, but he sure as hell would be there after. He would never abandon Jay when he needed Will, because after all, what else are big brothers for?
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writer-tron3000 · 3 years
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Todoroki x reader - ”The Day You Read My Mind”
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One day, Todoroki was hit by a mind-reading quirk; but what happens when he finds out what’s going on in his partners’ head?
Warning: Depression, insecurities, self-deprecation, light self-harm
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“Todoroki, you’re late.”
Aizawa’s gruff voice broke into the almost silent room- the only noise being the surprisingly quiet voices of Kaminari, Mina, and Kirishima- as the duel-haired boy had opened the door. Todoroki had only lifted his cold glare to him to hand him a yellow slip of paper; heading to his seat in the back passing by rows and rows of desks.
(Y/N) sitting at their desk looked up at their boyfriend, his cold grey and blue eyes looked more distant than before, (Y/N) could only wonder as class had begun again.
They sighed and turned back to their desk, bringing out a pencil and drawing upon the lined paper of the notebook laying before them. The lines kept blending together, the voice of their teacher drowning out under the thoughts in their head. This morning had not been well for (Y/N)- starting from the moment they woke up, bad feelings of anxiety filling their body, never leaving, increasing even, throughout the day- a good day was rare nowadays.
But at this exact moment, thoughts started to fill (Y/N)’s head...
And not the good ones.
It was heard through jumbled mumbles of their voice, overlapping over another pushing all other thoughts away. Their head started to hurt, a dull pain compared to the one in their chest.
It had started with simple thoughts, the ones about Todoroki; but they soon evolved from their relationship, to their grades, to themselves.
-And little did (Y/N) know, Todoroki could hear those thoughts.
Through the fog of his many classmates’ thoughts one person’s was getting louder and louder; soon blocking out all the others.
Todoroki looks mad; mad at you
Why would he be mad at me?
Because of you obviously! He's only with you out of pity, he probably would have preferred to have dated Momo or even Midoriya
Man, I can't wait for class to be over...
Stupid extras, can’t believe I have to study with them after school
He dosen't love you
He does! Todoroki would never lie about that, he promised
Who keeps their promises?
What the heck was Aizawa talking about earlier? I can't remember, I'm so going to fail
He could pinpoint each voice to a person in his class, especially the one he yearns to listen to. Todoroki could hear nothing but pain coming from that voice; the one filled with hope, trying to fight off these thoughts.
You’re probably going to fail this test
Maybe you'll do so bad you'll get kicked out of Yuuei; if you're lucky enough you could be expelled
Maybe if you weren't so dumb you’d be able to get a C in this class
You are weak
Todoroki stole a glance at the desk beside him, seeing that their hand holding the pen shook not even writing anymore. (Y/N)’s shoulders gave way for instability. The fidgeting of their fingers, shoes, and teeth seemed to increase by the second. Their hands dropped the pen and moved up to the back of their neck, starting to scratch and moving up to grip their hair.
As if the class only lasted a second, the bell rung ending homeroom.
Immediately, Todoroki grabbed (Y/N) aside moving out of the classroom the vacant stairway. Tears made passage to their eyes, not yet falling.
“(Y/N)...” he whispered grabbing them closer into a passionate embrace. “I’m not mad I promise; I'll always keep my promises, especially with you, ” Todoroki muttered, “I know I don't say it a lot, but I love you and will always be there for you.” The duel-haired boy fell further into the embrace as the tension in both of their bodies lessened in each other's presence.
And the tears finally dropped from (Y/N)’s eyes.
They stood there for an eternity, love filling them both. “You always know what to say Shouto, ” they laughed, “ it almost like you can read my mind.”
“About that...”
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korolrezni · 4 years
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My favourite things about Persuasion (but specifically the movie adaptation of 2007)
I don't remember how they are in the book, because I haven't read it in a few years (and also, I'm a bit wine drunk as I write these and my “A” key is not working)
Anne's family being, like "Anne who?" and every other person ever going  "Anne 😍😍😍"
"Is she married Mr Shepperd?"
People being like, Frederick was briefly engaged to a girl in Kensington eight years ago and Anne and Frederick knew each other when Marry was at school (eight years ago) and we think Lady Russel persuaded  Anne to not marry Carles and Frederick did a whole speech about not letting one being led to not do something because they are too weak whiled and STILL not connecting the dots
"Now they were as strangers, worse than strangers, for they could never become acquainted."
Frederick lifting Anne like she weighs nothing more than a couple of grapes
The boys hugging
Frederick introducing everyone and saying, "Miss... Eliot" to what Harville then asks "Miss... Anne Elliot?" with a knowing look
"And yet were they not all written by men?"  (the book line is much more complete, but this one does the trick)
"(...) is that we love longest when all hope is gone." (plus that shared look  across a table of mostly blissfully unaware people)
Just Harville, who loves his stupid dumb friends most dearly
"Time is a great healer, or so I'm told."
Every time Frederick looks at Anne and looks away the moment she looks back, stupid, I love them
That face Frederick makes when Mr Elliot's gaze lingers on Anne
"Who is that gentleman?"
"(...) There is no one so proper, so capable. Louisa needs no other."
Frederick remembering she loathes Bath and looking down kind of disappointed because she is going to move there (then she mentions Lady Russel)
That whole Harville and Frederick scene, where they go on about Frederick accidentally creating an understanding with Louisa, because he was trying to show Anne he was over it (he was not) and having to hide out in his brother's house (who thinks he is a fool)
"Perhaps she is not the only widow in Bath with little to live and no surname of dignity." THE SICKEST BURN IN THIS WHOLE ENTIRE THING
Frederick raving about her and finishing it with "I have never loved any but her"
That whole agonizing moment when the Crofts visit Camden Place and Anne thinks Louisa and Frederick are engaged (they had us in the first half, not gonna lie)
The soft little "Oh" when she learns he is in Bath
Meeting by chance... soft song... soft looks... soft talking, I'm weak
Talking about Harville's sister, but clearly also about Anne (then Mr Elliot enters the room)
Getting this close to pressing his face against the window to watch her go (with some other man)
Anne beelining to him in Pumps Room ("Shall you be staying long in Bath?" "I don't know. That is to say I am not certain... it all depends...")
"There will soon be another marriage in that family if I'm any judge." "Certainly, if the rumours re to be believed." (Frederick proceeds to storm out before the musicians even begging)
Anne running after him ("This first half, at least, not worth staying for?" "No. There is nothing here worth me stying for. Goodnight.")
admiral Croft sending poor Frederick to ask Anne if she needs Kellynch back because she is marrying Mr Elliot, it is killing him and he thinks it's his fault for not coming clean about his feelings sooner
That look he gives her when she informs him that they are utterly misinformed ("Misinformed? Utterly?", the exact opposite of "you can actually pinpoint the second his heart rips in half")
“Do you remember Lady Russel?” “How could I forget?”
RUNNING TROUGH BaTH
The Note™️: "You pierce my soul. I'm half agony, half hope." "With a heart, even more, your own than when you almost broke it eight years ago." "Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone forever."
Just barely missing Frederick
Charles babbling fading into the background as they gaze longingly into each other's eyes
That tear before they kiss
Honourable mentions:
"I don't blame you, or myself for having been led by you."
Lady Russel's unimpressed "Wow."
Charles wanting to stay by Anne after she fell
"Dead... quite dead."
Giving Anne a double-take and not giving a single fuck bout Elizabeth
Mr Elliot has no rights, but he has TASTE
That "Of course..." Lady Russel gives Anne when she shares the Louisa x Frederick news
Elizabeth face (😮) when Mr Elliot kisses Anne's hand on the Pumps Rooms(?)
Anne not meeting with Lady Darrimple to meet with Harriet Smith
"As it happens I'm going to Bath tomorrow, perhaps now you'd care to join me." with them laughing and hugging
"I'm no matchmaker, as you well know."
Asking someone's hand in marriage by saying you don't want their name to change is... certainly something (he KNOWS he would be MOST FORTUNaTE IF SHE SaID YES OK)
"Good heavens, its Marry."
"His admiration for you is sincere, as far as it goes." even this awful manipulative man, who thinks of no one but himself, knows Anne is the best and has genuine feelings for her, ugh
HaRVILLE
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purplesurveys · 3 years
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survey by mickey-mouse
Who was the last person you couldn't take your eyes off of? I haven’t been feeling that way towards anyone, be it from real life or someone on the internet or a celebrity, for a while.
Do you drink the milk from the bowl after you eat all the cereal? I’ll try to drink some of it, since I do think milk tastes nice haha, but I keep it in moderation so that my stomach won’t end up being too upset.
Have you ever kissed anybody accidentally? Oh wow, how does this even happen? Hahaha but no I haven’t.
Who was the first person to wish you a Merry Christmas last year? Most likely a family member. My friends and I usually greet each other late into the evening.
Do you think it'll be the same person this year? It will probably be family again, yeah. I just can’t tell which one would be first.
Is your display picture in black and white? None of my profile photos on all social media are.
Do you know anybody who has had an online relationship? I don’t think so. I have some friends who met their SOs through dating apps, but I think all of them have since seen each other in person. I’m not sure I know of anyone whose relationship has been entirely online/virtual so far.
What food are you always in the mood for? No matter how full I am, I will always take a slice of pizza or two if it’s ever served at a table. That or chicken wings or spicy tuna salad.
When was the last time you played Guitar Hero? Safe to say more than a decade ago. I had always preferred Rock Band since I found it more fun that switching instruments was a main part of its gameplay, whereas you were stuck with the guitar on Guitar Hero.
What friend could buy clothes for you and not have to worry what they bought? Angela. We have nearly the same sense of style and we find the same things cute, so if I ever had to make a friend control my wardrobe for the day I will likely trust her the most.
1 thing that your guy best friend doesn't like about you: I don’t have a guy best friend. Hans is my closest friend of the opposite sex; while I don’t think he dislikes anything about me, I’m sure he thinks I’ve acted dumb about love and relationships many times before. Which is fine, we’re very honest and blunt about those things and I actually appreciate it when he gets brutally honest with me.
How about your girl best friend? Again, I don’t know if Angela doesn’t like a certain trait of mine but she’s well aware of my past stupid decisions i.e. staying in a harmful relationship.
Do you loan your friends money? No, but I’m ready to lend to my closest friends should they ever be in need.
Are Lucky Charms really magically delicious? I dunno, I’ve never tried.
When was the last time you had Lucky Charms anyway? See above.
Who is the last person you called long distance? I don’t do video calls with friends living in other countries, mainly because I’ve grown apart from them haha. My mom will sometimes start calls with relatives living abroad though; I believe the most recent one was a group video call with my dad’s side of the family, which included an uncle who lives in New York.
Do you sleep with a nightlight? No; I would find this too distracting and bright.
Is Lil Wayne really the best rapper alive? I never thought he was one of the best to begin with. Some of the songs he’s featured in are fine but I don’t like his slurred style of rapping very much.
What is the first text in your inbox? Like...the very first one in my inbox? I scrolled all the way down and it’s from Frances - an orgmate who has since disappeared off the face of the earth and blocked all her friends on social media lmao - asking about an org-related thing three years ago. Wherever she is, I hope she’s doing okay.
Are you taller than your siblings? I am the eldest yet smallest child in the family. My relatives get a kick out of it, which is fine because I do too HAHA
What are the first letters of your friends first names on your top 8? Myspace? Was never active on it.
When was the last time you almost cried from laughing? I can’t pinpoint an exact moment for you but this happens a lot when I watch 2 Days 1 Night, so this has probs happened recently.
Do you have “photoshoots” with your friends/family members? Not with me as the subject – I’m very camera shy and turn into an awkward stick once I’m asked to pose. But I love taking photos of loved ones, especially an SO.
Are you generous? To a fault.
Are you excited for Thanksgiving this year? I don’t celebrate that.
Are you excited for Thanksgiving ANY year? Yeah, I still don’t celebrate that.
Any plans for the weekend? I had plans to start a new series and spend a lazy day watching YouTube videos, but we haven’t had internet all day today and it’s felt quite deflating to have the first day of my weekend taken away from me. I’ve been running on data which is...fine, I guess, but I can’t use too much if I don’t want to keep paying for it. That said I’ve only been able to do surveys and stream music today. For tomorrow, I wanna go to a coffee shop and perhaps even treat myself to ramen because I’ve been craving.
Do you lay your clothes out the day before? Before Covid happened I planned out my clothes the night before, but I didn’t lay them out.
Who was the last person you bought a gift for? Andi; got them a dress and a skirt.
What was the last song you had stuck in your head? My Limb has been repeatedly playing in my head all day.
Are you ignoring anybody currently? Not ignoring, more of I’ve already given up on them.
Do you curse at your parents in a different language? I don’t curse at my parents in any language, lmfao.
Do you get the mailman a Christmas gift every year? We don’t have mailmen, buuuuut the maintenance staff in my village (trash collectors, security guards, those in charge of trimming the grass, etc) will usually hand each household an envelope in time for Christmas. My family and I help them out and place a certain amount in all envelopes.
Are you afraid of lizards? They are very common visitors in homes here so no I’m mostly not. They move very fast and get freaked out when they see humans though, so sometimes I’ll be shocked by them suddenly scurrying away.
How legible is your signature? I don’t make it legible at all so that it’s difficult to replicate. I actually get a lot of comments on it because my signature is mostly a lazy scribble and I don’t actually spell out any part of my name, which exactly fulfills my goal of making it hard to copy.
Do you think anybody else has a bedroom EXACTLY like yours? I actually live in a neighborhood where the houses are the same models, so I can confidently tell you that there are around 10-20 bedrooms that look similar to mine. But as for being styled and furnished exactly like mine, I doubt it.
How hot are your neighbors? Lol uh I don’t pay attention to this particular trait. All my neighbors are your typical suburban families with young kids, anyway.
Do you have pictures of clouds on your cell phone? A lot. I like looking up at the sky from time to time.
Do you send compliments through text message? Sure, when it’s appropriate and only with close friends.
Do/did your high school theme colors match? I never thought they didn’t go well together, that much I can say.
Do you own any Nike shoes? Several.
Have you ever rode in a VW Bug? Never.
How about a Mini Cooper? Never have, would absolutely love to.
What was the last fast food place you got food from? Yellow Cab. I got two pizzas and pasta for my family.
When you invite people to your house do you usually hang out in your room? I never invite people to my house because it’s too far compared to where most of my friends live, and it would only be a big hassle for everyone. As for my room, the only people who’ve been in it are Gabie and Angela/Hans, the latter only once.
Have you ever seen your crush/current bf/gf cry? I don’t have any of these.
Do you own any Spongebob merchandise? I’m pretty sure we have a Patrick plushie we continue to keep around.
Do you have any food traditions with any of your friends? My orgmates and I frequented a certain bar near our university; we went there whether it was to celebrate the end of an exam-filled week, or if we simply wanted to spend an ordinary Thursday with a few drinks. A few months ago they were in danger of closing because of the pandemic, but I hope life has been kinder to them recently.
Do you like Gwen Stefani? Erm, not particularly. Some songs of her I like, but I’m not a passionate fan.
Do you know anybody with a thick Jamaican accent? No.
Are you closer to your mom’s side of the family or your dad’s? Mom’s. Aside from being able to see them more often, our humor is also similar.
Have you ever been to a haunted house? I’ve stared at one, but never gone inside haha.
Yes or no: red eyeliner? Do whatever you want with your face and makeup, man.
Yes or no: red lipstick? ^ Still applies.
Would you ever own a pet black widow spider? No.
Do you wear holiday themed clothing? I don’t think I own any, so no.
At 6:00 tomorrow night where do you think you’ll be? On my way home, or preparing to head home, I hope.
Is it night or day right now? Evening.
What time did you get up today? Like 5:30. I fell asleep on the rooftop and got to see the pretty sunrise and the sky gradually change colors :)
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