#{ but anyways im back and this is late as per fuckin usual with me

[neosy]

interlude: wage this war

berate me, belittle me, make me seem weak; tear my name from the walls of my successes and make me another fucking pawn.

his teeth dig into the gag in his mouth so hard he can feel his canines prodding from each side, almost shredding into the fabric with the working of his jaw, the grinding of his skull. 

on his knees with a gun to the back of his head he becomes aware of his position as the victim, as someone who was caught, a mercenary not of much use as a hostage. he's fucking embarrassed, frustrated, and angry, so fucking angry it whites his vision, it vibrates under his skin, it makes him almost shake, his wrists fighting his restraints, body restless as he forces it into his submission, to remain as still as possible. he fights his will, not to be subservient, but to exemplify his patience, his understanding of the situation. 

he might not trust jaewon entirely, suspicions always prodding at his mind, but watching him press a gun to kafka’s head was almost humorous, he could almost laugh, cold and bitter, disdainful. he wouldn’t disturb the captain’s plan because he wasn’t fucking stupid, but something about the thought of being used as leverage for the little thief of all people pissed him off. he didn’t like being the ass end of a trade, he didn’t like the idea that he could die in the place of someone else just because. he wanted to cause pain, destruction, a storm inside of him brewing so powerfully he felt like being possessed, losing control in the waves of his misery and ire. 

so simply pushed to his feet like cattle, herded forward towards his crew like fucking property.

the tension in the room could kill, and he could feel the intensity of it mixing with his own, a cocktail of disaster and chaos, every singular being damp with it, soaked in the preface of catastrophe, trigger fingers heavy. they say you can feel when a storm is about to break, the air chokes you, the atmosphere crackles and shakes with electricity before lightening is ready to strike. just the same, he tenses, he feels it like a shockwave and then there is the boom of what could’ve been twenty guns going off almost at once.

neo ducks immediately, slamming his body into whoever has their gun to his head, shaking them off and finding a cover, everything moving so fast he almost finds himself struggling to keep up, if just for a moment. the blasting of guns, the yelling, kafka cuts his wrists free and neo doesn’t bother to thank him, not even turning his direction as he pulls the gag from his mouth. 

as soon as the restraints are gone, the rooms energy hits him hot with adrenaline, and he sets off like an animal. ducked behind the crates he grabs the closest body he sees aiming it’s gun at his crew mates and drags them back with him, arm caged around their throat to cut off their oxygen, letting them fight. neo could’ve escaped in that time, he knew he could’ve, but he refused to be one of the people to leave the battlefield without spilling blood; a hostage he barely stomached, a deadweight he refused, knuckles whitening as the mans hands pressed against his face, brute force hitting him and trying to get away. neo attempted to pry the gun from his left hand, while the right caught him in the face, a hard pressure as he seemed to try to grasp at neo’s jaw, pressing under his mouth. the gun fires wildly in a random direction, the flourish of bullets firing nearby masking the sound, the yells of direction and the sounds of bodies and tearing flesh. 

so neo does what any man would do, and angles his head to dig his teeth into the skin, ripping in so forcefully blood pools in his mouth, teeth almost hitting the bone of the man’s pointer finger as he rips away as if he is feral, knee digging itself into his side, swift kicks to knock the air out, when finally the gun comes free, but he doesn’t use it. he tosses it to the side momentarily, the spat hidden by stacks of crates as he waits for his fight to dwindle, the energy to lessen on the man in his hold before releasing his throat, climbing on him with heavy breaths, and slamming the man’s head into the ground. once, twice, three times, over and over until it caves in, a piss poor excuse for a skull, blood over his hands and chest, dripping down his chin and staining his teeth, body covered in chunks of what must’ve been brain and matter, hideously stained red and black. he wasn’t as invested in escaping in that moment as causing pain, burning anger, his roots of violence and torture singing songs in his veins, skipping through the playground of his bones and muscle memory, making him insane with it.

he knew he only had minutes to spare, grabbing the gun and using cover as he withdrew, firing through the beginnings of his escape.

the crackle of the machine gun rings alarming, every body in the room hiding for cover and he sees several things happen at once; he sees crew members escaping back to the ship, bodies cowering and falling on both sides, he sees their captain walking out into the gun fire like he’s the fucking messiah -- he sees chaos in it’s most potent form, blood and flesh and there’s something almost cathartic, welcoming and disastrous. 

then jaewon, their captain, their leader, their fucking jesus christ reincarnated does what he always does, no matter how bitter neo is to admit it, he pulls through. it’s like he’s dying for their gorram sins, his fucking disciples watching with bated breath as his bullet meets it’s target and the boss battle ends, the highest vantage of danger falling and leaving leeway to a much safer escape, a less daunting trek home. neo doesn’t think much of it, pretends he doesn’t feel much about it either, but he finds himself at least somewhat hoping jaewon doesn’t die. the fucking cockroach that he is, neo doubts that he will, but finds comfort in that fact that even if he does, by some miraculous occasion, drop dead, well, at least it looked really fucking cool, didn’t it? 

he let’s the destruction flood itself, lets mina and other members of the crew cater to the fallen as he’s simply just far too self involved, too baited and angry to feel concern, to go out of his way for them the same way they did for him. he returns to the cargo bay intact, of course, with the exception of his pride.

later, after they safely escape, he considers packing his things.

[tomdiddlyumptious]

T.H| My Mortal Enemy

Summary: you really dont wanna dance with him

Warnings: uhhh language per usual other then that idk-

A/n: I actually wanted to create a series with princess!reader but i wasnt sure.

A LOVE TRIANGLEEEEE OMFGGGGG prince!tom x princess!reader x timothee chalamet

“Y/n suck it up” “suck what up?” “Your stomach” you took a deep breath in and grunted when she pulled thhe strings of the corset.

“Fuck you” you sighed, holding onto your stomach while she laughed “you have to dance with him, theres no way around it” zendaya said, tying the strings together while you complained.

“Im not dancing with him! Ill just dance with timothee” you commented, wiping the sweat from your forehead before she grabbed the hoop skirt, telling you to step into it.

“You’re becoming queen and toms becoming king. There’s literally nothing you can fucking do” she muttered, picking it up and putting it on your hips, quickly closing it. “Im not happy with that”

“Honey please. Clearly” she glared at you, and you smacked your lips and raised your hands in the air, the detailed white skirt, small roses and small patterns, coming over your head and down ontop of the hoop skirt.

“Beautiful” she smiled, looking at you in the mirror while you stood there shoulders slumped. “I look like one of those creepy baby dolls”

She hit you in the back making you stand up straight “you wont get anywhere with that attitude, you go in there with confidence and your head held high. For tom..... i dont know what hes gonna do but dont let that ruin your mood”

“Thanks that means so much-“ “shut up” she ordered, eyeing you as you kept your lips sealed tight. She grabbed the heels and bended down on her knees, snatching your foot making you almost fall.

“You know i couldve had someone else doing this for me. You dont have to-“ “i need you to look your best, princess” she muttered, slipping the shoe on and doing the same with the other.

“Im not marrying that scoundrel, harrison” he said, his helpers helping him while harrison watched, laughing at him. “If you wont i will,” “shut up” “you dont even like her” “so?”

He stared at harrison with daggers, while harrison played with a smirk on his face. “It cant be that hard. Just a dance and youd never have to make contact again” timothee shrugged, swirling the ice in his glass.

“You dont know i feel towards her” tom whispered. “Well you obviously hate her, but shes the most beautiful woman in this palace, everyone thinks so!”

“Eh id rather marry zendaya” “zac will kick your ass” harrison said, “thats besides the point” “tom just be quiet” tim said and tom furrowed his eyebrows at him.

“You literally talk about her all the time. If you have such a problem let one of us dance with her” he offered. “Why would i do that?”

“Because you hate her!” They both shouted at him. “I-i dont hate her....i just have se negative feelings about her”

“Then why do you talk about her all the fuckin time?”

He didn’t know how to answer that. He didnt know if he loved you or hated you. It was whatever he felt in the moment.

And that left him with a sigh and a shrug “i dont know”

“You look absolutely stunning!” Zac said, his arm wrapped around zendaya while Had a smile in her face. “She thinks she looks like a doll, a creepy one”

“Welp that isnt gonna get you anywhere...” “exactly what i said!” “Can i please take off these heels?” You asked hopping on one foot to scratch the back of your ankle.

“Nooo! Come on!” Zendaya urged and you groaned, walking with them following behind you.

The ball room was.....beautiful. Fancy tables and chairs everywhere, the special table on the other end of the room for the king and queen.

The room was filled, cheers and glasses clanking, laughs leaving people lips. And then someone cleared there throat loudly, when you looked over it was your beloved mother, “the queen is here!”

She walked over, the room quiet as gasps left people lips, muttering things like “since when does y/n wear ball gowns” “she looks stunning” and things like that.

Her hand found yours and you did a small smile, letting her pull you wherever as zendaya and zac found thier table.

She pulled you to your fancy table. “Now y/n i need you to behave” “but maaaa!” “No excuses! Make everyone proud okay, i know that boy can be a handfull”

“How do i look?” He asked, running offly late. “I mean you arent trying to impress anyone-“ “you look great” tim cut harrison off, patting toms shoulder “so can we please leave”

And you sat there, bored, for once in your life time crossing a leg over the other and helping yourself with cherries while tom watched from afar, his mother walking him over.

“You look wonderful y/n, both of you do” she smiled, rubbing toms shoulder and looking at you. “Thank you ms. Holland”

“Please- call me niki. Were gonna be a family after all” she said, making tom roll his eyes and bite his lip, looking away then looking back. “Yeah we are” you smiled and like that it was only you two.

“I dont like you” “and what makes you think i do?” You questioned, raising an eyebrow while he crossed his arms “the least you can do is act like a gentleman, as far as anyone knows we are happy together” you said making him nod, sitting up and clearing his throat.

“Sooo.....wife” you cringed at his words but let him continue “how are we gonna do this?” You only shrugged “we can sleep in separate rooms or something” “sounds like a plan” he genuinely smiled at you, handing you another cherry as you squinted your eyes at him.

“I dont know if you poisoned this” you flicked it back at him, making him let out a small gasp before throwing it back “you arent worth my time, i would waste a dime trying to kill you” “i dont know if i should take that as a complement or not” your eyebrows furrowed and he sighed, looking away from you.

“You know, i dont know why they have such a problem with each other” harrison said to tim, currently at their own table, throwing grapes at one another and cracking jokes. “I dont think we’ll ever find out” he said in response, eating one of the grapes.

AnD iT WAs TiMe TO daNCE

The strong piano played, filling the halls as everyone watched you and tom.

You both maintained eye contact, his hand tight on the side of your waist as yours was tight on his shoulder, squeezing each others hand that was shared in each others.

“Im never doing this again” he whispered, basically nose to nose with you. “Do you think i want to?” You rolled your eyes. “I dont care if you want to! I just know im not doing this”

“Well grea-“ he dipped you and you almost gasped, frightened making tom silently chuckle before lifting you back up, now chest to chest.

“Your a fuck-face” you muttered. “You love it” he shrugged, “why are we doing this anyway”

“I dont know, why do you hate me?” He asked making your jaw drop. “Why do you hate me?!” You aggressively whispered.

“They look happy” zendaya said, zac, haz and tim all circled around the same table as they watched intently “ehhh” they all let out at the same time, in their own bubble, tim leaning back in the chair and Harrison slump with his legs open, zac resting his face on his knuckles as he silently blowed spit bubbles.

“I hate you because you hate me!” “I only hated you because you hated me!” “Bullshitttt” he bit his lip and you aggressively stomped on his foot with the edge of your heel.

He let out a small whimper and a fuck you making you have a smile on your face. “Dont cuss at me” “im pretty sure my foot is bleeding, fart face” “shut up” “but you literally called me a fuck face!”

“Shush!” He still whimpered in pain when he moved, “im sorry” you said, feeling guilty. He did a small smile “that isnt gonna make my foot better is it?”

“Well what the fuck do you want me to do! Kiss it?” “That wouldn’t be so bad” you groaned and looked away from him, to keep yourself from looking at him you easily pressed your head on his chest, making his breath hitch and his heart spead up, the piano relaxing a bit so you both moved slowly.

“Awwww” everyone said together making tom blush hard, your arms came up to circle his neck while his silently made its way to your waist. “Y/n why are you doing this?” He asked, whispering in your ear as you let out a small “i dont know”

“Well- can you n-not?" “Not what thomas?” “Be all bubbly with me!” You looked up at him with your eyebrow raised “im not being bubbly”

“Yes you are!” You sighed in response “but dont you feel better! Not everything has to be so negative” “well this is bluntly awkward” “well then stop making it awkward!”

“Yeah they are in love with each other” zac said, everyones eyebrows furrowed as they looked at you both, a different look and vibe coming from the both of you.

The piano slowly ended, you and tom panicked.

“Kiss me!” He ordered. “Why would i do that! We barely even get along!” “As far as they know we are a happy cuddle” he mocked your voice. “Im still not kissing you” “if you dont kiss me im gonna kiss you”

“Fine-“ “hurry up!” “You sound loke you really wanna kiss-“ before you could finish he pressed his lips on yours, his hand pulling you closer as his other hand came up to the side of your face, and SUPRISE you fucking kissed back!

Although you both you never would never admit it, you both loved the kiss.

Your lips where soft and to your suprise his lips werent chapped, his hands were gentle on your face as you also pulled him closer, your arms still circled around his neck.

Everyone at the tables jaw dropped, zendayas more but that didnt change the subject that you both kissed, and it looked like you both were gonna sit like that till end of time.

“No fucking way” haz muttered, looking at everyone else’s expressions and they were the same.

An audible noise came when you both pulled away. “That- that uh....wasnt s-so bad” he did a small awkward chuckle. “Yeah.... i uhhhhh”

“Uhhh” you both looked away from each other before tom pulled you back to your private table.

“Im still shocked” tim said, everyone agreeing as everyone else clapped for them. “So they just decided to love each other” zac shrugged, “yeah something like that”

After that whole thing was done, daya, tim, haz, and zac locked you all in toms bedroom for questions. “What is this about?” You asked, taking off your heels and getting undressed infront of everyone.

“You and tom” his eyebrows furrowed as he started to get undressed himself. “What about it?”

“Uhhh helllooo! Are we gonna act like that fucking kiss DIDNT happen?” Daya waved her hand in the air, before crossing her arms. You and tom silently looked at each other “it was his fault”

He smacked his lips and threw himself on his bed, throwing a tantrum, kicking air. “I thought we werent gonna tell anyone!”

“So you admit it!” Haz said, a wide smile on his face as he clapped his hands. “Zendaya the corset please” you said, she came over and undid it for you. “Can i have a shirt please?” You asked, looking back at tom and he nodded getting up, searching through his drawer.

“SINCE WHEN WERE YOU BOTH BUDDY BUDDY?” Tim said, and tom shrugged “I guess we just feel differently about each other”

“And it was because of that kiss wasn’t it?” Zac smiled while daya had a childish look on her face. “It’s happening! Give me my money!”

“You guys betted on us?” You asked, thanking tom when he handed you a shirt. “Wait wait wait wait, what the actual fuck. What in the fucks is going in here because this is confusing!” Haz said, getting a headache “i swear if that kiss never happened they would be ripping each others head off”

“Zendaya more loose please!” You said and she eyed you, “help her tom” she said, crossing her arms. “Uhhh...okay” he shrugged, walking over to loosen it more.

“HUH?” Everyone shouted, watching as he loosened it and then made you turn around to loosen the front. “Somethings not clicking-“ “no because this isnt adding up”

You put the shirt over your head and pulled the corset off of you under your shirt, he helped with the hoop skirt since you already took off the actual skirt.

“Im really confused” zac said, sighing as everyone who betted gave zendaya 100 bucks, including him.

“We all are, zac” tim muttered, crossing his arms as he watched you both communicate. “Tom when your done lets talk!”

And timothee and tom went outside of the room, tom leaning against the wall as he waited for him to speak. “Youre only doing this because we said something about her, right?”

“I dont know what you’re talking about, timothee” “yes you do. Youre only doing this because you know i have feelings for her” “I actually didnt know that but okay”

“Yes the fuck you did” tim pushed him, toms eyebrows furrowed as he pushed him back. “No i didnt” tim pushed him to the floor, a large thud heard making you all whip your heads to the door, hearing a punch made you walk slowly to the door.

“You knew i had feelings for her and you took her away from me, you dont even like her!” “What?” You whispered, looking over at zendaya before they all rushed to the door, ear hustling.

Tom tackled him to the ground, aggressive punches thrown at his face until tim rolled both of them over, now his turn. “I hate you! You were never there for her! Made her mad- sad- and everything that she doesnt fucking deserve!”

You decided it was time to come out, opening the door and telling them both to stop, Zac pulling tim off of tom and Harrison holding tom back.

Tom sent daggers at tim while tom did the same. “And now she likes you. Ive been working so fucking hard to win over her heart but you- you have to ruin everything” tim finished, pushing zac off of him before turning to you.

“I hope youre happy” he scoffed and walked passed, flipping tom off. “Wait!” You said, chasing after tim while tom looked back, jaw clenched as he watched you run off.

“Y/n leave me alone” “i just want to talk” you caught up to him, both of you power walking. “I never knew you had feelings for me timothee! If you would’ve told me sooner I would’ve never done the thing i did today” you said, looking at him while he still looked ahead, before he looked at you.

“Im not mad at you y/n. He-he knew that i had feelings for you and he took advantage of it, i-i” he sighed and you pulled him into a hug, “im sorry”

I dead ass dont know if i should do a part 2 or not. THIS IS WHY I SAID I WANTED TO MAKE A SERIES- IM SO MAD AT MYSELF-

[spellcastersjudgement]

Jaden nd bastion for that domestic ask thing? >:3c

THE OTP YES i have so many feelings and everyone needs to hear me sob over the nerd baby and his superhero 

also that icon is the content i look for on this hellsite well done 

who is the big spoon/little spoon Jaden is the little spoon!! he prefers being the big spoon tbh he likes curling up against bastions fuckin ripped back but jaden always falls asleep first because he has to get this twelve hours or else he will be a grumpy boy but bastion?? bastion stays up all night drinking coffee and doing god knows what bc he’s the type of guy thats like ‘hey jaden im gonna go read a bit before i got to bed’ and then he fuckin stays up all night because he has no self control lmao so when it’s like 3am and he’s finally put down his book or finished dicking around on the computer he finally gets in bed and he doesnt want to wake up his husband (yes theyre married in my mind ok im love them) so he just lays down and pulls the human kuriboh to his chest and falls asleep 

what is their favorite non-sexual activity the standard answer is Card Games but besides dool masters they like to go on drives and look at stars and talk abt whatever. bastion is a chemical engineer and jaden’s his professional duelist trophy husband so they dont get to be together as much as they want bc jaden’s tournament schedule so when they’re together they gotta make it count u know so bastion will pick jaden up from the airport and they’ll just start driving out of the city talking about DM or what bastion’s been up to or whatever’s going through jaden’s mind (an enigma lmao) and then when there are no more streetlights to make it difficult to see the stars they’ll pull over and lay on the hood and cuddle and keep talking. it’s like 4am before they finally go home and since they’re going to sleep at the same time jaden finally gets his chance to be the big spoon 

who uses all the hot water in the morning getting jaden to shower is a fucking struggle he’s like a cat. living in the slifer dorm made him accustomed to being a generally gross person in general so he lives off dry shampoo and body spray so he doesn’t smell like hassleberry after a workout so that leaves bastion to take all of the water because he showers every morning after his run and insists on h is hair being perfect and well taken care of. like the guy has at least five different hair care products in the shower at all times while jaden, even though he’s dumb thick rich, buys that 3-in-1 crap he and syrus used to make stretch for a month back in college. jaden is also known to stick his kuriboh hair under the sink and shake it out like a dog because he is a gross boy that usually gets up about ten minutes before he has to leave so there’s no time for an actual shower and we’ve gotten away from the actual question but the tldr is bastion stands under the hot water he’s got one of those mirrors to shave in the shower while he’s doing his deep conditioning treatment and has a pore strip on his nose for beautiful ™ skin 

what they order from take out this one ties in a lot to my sageshipping BrOTP headcanons (on god there needs to be a brotp ask so i can scream to the world my love for bastion/alexis friendship) but the bit of background is that bastion and alexis would always order from this indian place that was open real late at night when they were in grad school together (no delivery at duel academy cause its an island u know) so it has a special place in his heart. jaden is a wimp when it comes to spice but since bastion loves it they order it anyway and the people that deliver the food know to make it wimpy baby spicy for jaden so he doesn’t end up sweating half his body weight up and crapping out lava four hours later 

what is the most trivial thing they fight over oh god they dont fight a lot because they love and appreciate each other’s eccentricities but if they’re going to fight its going to be over who’s doing the driving. they both love cars, bastion likes taking it apart and modifying them and whatnot and jaden likes the aesthetique (though his aesthetique is painting flames on a corolla jaden u lil shit smh) and they both like to go fast so when they go out they bitch abt who gets to drive. bastion tells jaden he doesnt appreciate the feel of the machine and jaden says bastion drives like a fucking old man so they end up settling the matter with rousing game of rock paper scissors 

who does most of the cleaning NEITHER OH MY GOD theyre both total slobs. bastion’s desk and home office is covered in his notebooks and duel monster cards, his walls covered with god knows what (formulas, dates, to-do lists, grocery lists) the guy just grabs the sharpie and starts writing because he’s afraid of forgetting something if he doesnt get it down right then. jaden lives in filth he has three day old bowls of cereal at his desk and uses used napkins as tissues he is certifiably NASTY. anyway they hire a housekeeper to make sure the entire house doesnt fall into disarray and she’s like their surrogate mother making sure they eat more than takeout and coffee and making sure the house smells nice. they call her Mama Cheryl (good middle aged mom name) and she’s the embarrassing mom at jadens local tournaments the kind that prints out huge pictures of his face and wears shirts with Neos on them and cheers for her boy v loudly. again we’re away from the question but i have a lot of headcanons abt this i’ll probs put in my dissertation lol 

what has a season pass in their DVR hmmm this is an interesting one…i like to think jaden loves crime shows because they’re heroes and he likes watching the good guys ™ win in the end. his favorite show is psych (which u all should watch its hilarious) but since that ended a while ago he’s been in to criminal minds and SVU because he likes watching the really diabolical criminals get caught. bastion never knew his mans was into such dark stuff until he opened the season pass thingy and got quite the heart attack because he thought jaden was all butterflies and flowers and funny stuff but bastion had to learn the duality of man the hard way. bastion doesn’t watch television that much but his guilty pleasure is vikings on the history channel and stuff on the discovery channel because he loves learning what a nerd 

who controls the netflix queue jaden is the one that likes to watch netflix the most but i wouldnt say he’s in control per se. they’re usually down for watching what each other likes but in the end jaden will sometimes end up superseding bastion because dammit bas we are not watching a documentary about the dead sea scrolls you dont even believe in god and bastions like fine youre cute we can watch Castle (even though thats not on netflix but i wish it were) 

who calls up the super/landlord when the heat’s not working jaden. jaden all the way. bastion brings up a a wikihow article about how to fix the hvac system and he’s like I CAN FIX THIS and jadens like ily babe but you work with chemicals not with this kind of thing ur gonna break it like the time u tried to fix the sink and fuckin clogged the shit out of it we are calling Cheryl and Cheryl’s like jaden im a housekeeper call someone who actually does this for a living. anyway while theyre waiting for the professionals to get there bastion tries to demonstrate he knows what he’s doing he is smort by writing the steps and shit on the wall and jadens like youre so cute but no dont touch the heating system. he has to distract his lil nerd by asking him about what deck he should use for his next tournament or what the probability of drawing three polymerizations on the first turn is and bastion loves talking about math so jaden keeps asking questions until the system is fixed (he doesnt remember much of bastions mathematical explanations but bastion looks so cute with his eyes all bright and shiny talking about statistics) 

who leaves their stuff around BOTH they are slobs. jadens a bit worse if we’re being honest because while bastion leaves his papers and cards around schmaden schmuki leaves his underwear and food and cups in the living room and is prone to stripping off his clothes for one reason or another and just laying on the couch watching ESPN with his goddamn pants on the floor and saying they were constricting his knees or some shit when bastion asks why he feels the need to be half naked all the time. bastion had his own room in college so he doesnt quite understand why jadens comfortable just answering the door with a trail of clothing behind him because most people that dont know him assume he’s been getting bizzay but nah he just be Like That

who remembers to buy the milk jaden do because he drinks milk in his coffee. bastion drinks it black so if theres no milk its like eh whatever but jaden is a mess without his caffeine and he hates how bitter and gross it is when theres no milk in it so even if jaden’s not the one going to the grocery store he’ll write it on the wall so bastion will remember it because his mans dont check his texts that often but anything on that wall he fuckin remembers and jaden doesnt understand why he be Like That 

who remembers anniversaries both! they are dumb thick in love with each other and they like to plan little things to do for the anniversary of their first date, when they made it official, their wedding, etc. jaden is much more extravagant and will do something like jump on the bed until bastion wakes up and then drag him out for breakfast and get atticus to sing a really off-key renditions of classic love songs and bastion blushes so hard and its so cute it should be criminal lmao. bastion will get jaden a cute little gift like one of those pictures where the artist takes a photo and paints it so they can hang it on their wall. or bastion will fine tune his duel disk or get him a new card for his deck. they are in big gay love and i love them so much 

thanks for this ask on god i just wrote 1800 words of tutorship feels i have a problem lol 

[foundcarcosa]

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Can you remember your first day of school? >> Nope. Who’s your best friend? >> Can Calah / Garth. Do you watch the Disney channel? >> No. What’s your favourite movie? >> The Fountain and Interstellar are tied. Would you rather jump out of an airplane or go scuba diving? >> Jump out of an airplane (assuming it’s in the skydiving sense and not just... straight-up killing myself), and not just because I can’t swim.

Do you get bored looking at other peoples’ holiday pictures? >> I don’t look at people’s holiday pictures, generally, unless I follow them on Instagram or something (in which case there’s not usually so many photos that I have time to get bored). Do you give money to charity? >> No. What can you hear right now? >> A :wumpscut: song (She’s Dead). What does your last received text say? >> “Do you want James Jonathan” (Jimmy John’s) Is there anything annoying you right now? >> Not really. What did you last have to eat? >> Rice pudding. Are you more into music or movies? >> I’m into both. Do you like making surveys? >> I used to, but I’d rather just take them. When was the last time you went to a swimming pool? >> Aside from the one in the backyard at Sparrow’s parent’s house, which I’ve never actually used myself, the last swimming pool I was near is the one at Easton Mountain. Can you ride a bike? What age were you were you learned? >> Yes. I don’t remember. Would you rather have a pet snake or a pet turtle? >> Either is good, but I really love snakes. Do you have, or would you like to get, any tattoos? >> I have three and of course I want more. Have you ever seen a band live? Who was the last you saw? >> I’ve seen a lot of bands live. The last one was Trans-Siberian Orchestra. What’s the weirdest thing you’ve ever found in someone’s bedroom? >> I don’t know, I don’t find myself in other people’s bedrooms lately. What colour are your socks? >> I’m not wearing any. When was the last time you went outside? >> Uh... Are you too hot or too cold right now? >> No. Do you have any musical instruments in your bedroom? >> No. Do you like Batman or Robin more? >> I don’t care for either. Did you ever love Pokemon? Do you still? >> I never got into it. Do people who use massive amounts of emoticons annoy you? >> Sometimes, but that’s because I can get irritable about random things. I don’t take it out on them, though, because it’s usually not even about them. Have you ever talked to your parents over an IM programme? >> No. Do you like painting? A picture or walls? >> I never got into painting. Do you have any fairy lights in your bedroom? >> Yes, they’re my primary source of light in here because they’re not garishly bright. What does your washing powder smell like? >> I don’t remember. Do you have a dishwasher or do you do dishes by hand? >> We have a dishwasher, but it’s not in use. Are there any cobwebs in your room? >> Probably not. Do you keep a diary? >> I keep a dreamwidth, but I keep not updating it. What made you laugh last? >> Sparrow. Have you ever used a pick-up line and had it work? >> Nah. Do you read Texts From Last Night? How about FML? >> No. Are you wearing any jewelery right now? >> Yes. Do American / British spelling differences annoy you? >> No. Do you like the smell of lavender? >> Yes. Have you ever entered a modelling competition? Would you? >> No and no. Did you keep any drawings / stories from when you were younger? >> Since the cloud and all of that didn’t exist when I was a child, all that stuff is gone. The oldest stuff I have (so, from my early twenties) is my first deviantART account, which is blessedly still up, and I refuse to delete it. Who did you last have an argument with? >> I don’t remember. When was the last time you cooked for yourself? >> I mean, I made couscous earlier... that’s not really cooking. When was the last time you wrapped a present? >> Christmas last year. Do you have a safe? >> No. What’s the scariest thing to happen to you so far? >> Uh. What was your last dream about? (or your daydream if you don’t remember) >> I don’t know. Do you own a baby names book? >> No. Do you read TV magazines? >> No. When was the last time you saw a relative? >> I mean, I see them on facebook all the time. I haven’t seen one in person in almost a decade. What time is it right now? >> 10.52p EST. Do you shout out the answers at quiz shows? >> Sometimes. Usually I don’t shout. Have you ever been in a TV audience? >> Yeah, I had some friends in the Avenged Sevenfold fandom that I used to go to FUSE show tapings with. We sat in the audience for The Sauce quite a few times.

Have you ever entered the lottery? Won anything? >> I’ve only done scratchoffs. Won a few dollars. When was the last time you were so angry you thought you would burst? >> When Sparrow’s mother hugged me without permission at Easter. I don’t know if “angry” is the right word, per se, but it’s the closest analogue. Do you skip breakfast? >> Sometimes. Are you in anyway close to reaching a personal goal? >> I don’t have any. Do you prefer crosswords or word searches? >> I prefer crosswords. Have you ever drawn on a wall in your house? >> No. Felt-tip pens or highlighters? >> I mean, that’s like comparing apples to oranges. Do you like making collages? >> I don’t dislike it, I guess. Have you ever kept a scrapbook? >> No. What’s your favourite video-game? >> I play too many to have a favourite. Do you remember any inside jokes from childhood? >> No. Do you think you’re a geek? >> I don’t really know what a geek is, so. Have you ever made up a word? >> Definitely. Do you get nervous speaking to people you don’t know on the phone? >> Yeah. I’ve never been able to talk on the phone without wanting to scream. Are you scared of anything irrational? >> I have very specific anxieties related to... whatever too many drugs and too much Dark Tower did to my head. I can’t really explain them out of context.

Can you calm yourself down or do you just get all panicked at things? >> Most of the time I just use distraction. Trying to calm myself down just leads to thought loops, and listening to Can Calah is hit or miss (because sometimes I just thoughtloop at him instead and he gets exasperated lmao). Do you need to wash your hair? >> I don’t think so. Moisturise, definitely. What are your plans for tomorrow? >> Wake up dumb-early to take Gus to the vet with Sparrow. Then come back home and wait until it’s time to go pick him up. Other than that, I have no idea. Have you ever forgotten how to spell a really simple word? >> Yeah. Do you have a passport? What’s the picture like? >> No. Have you ever had a full fringe? (bangs) >> I’ve had at least two wigs that had a fringe. Is there anything you would never admit to liking? >> No. What time did you get up this morning? >> 6 or so. Have you ever been so hot you took a freezing cold shower? >> I doubt it. I don’t take shocks to the system very well. Do you own a plaid shirt? >> Sure. Do you have a fan in your room? >> Not currently, because it’s not the season for it yet. Do you know where your parents are right now? >> No. Can you brush your teeth without getting toothpaste all over your face? >> Yeah. Do you have tiled floors in your house? >> No. Do you listen to any movie soundtracks regularly? >> Not regularly, but I have several of them in my iTunes library. Do you bruise easily? >> No.

What would you love to learn to do? >> Nothing comes to mind at the moment. Do you watch movies based on the actors or the movie plot? >> Both. Some movies I won’t watch unless an actor I like is in it (stuff like Free State of Jones, which was really fuckin good but I would have never picked it up if it wasn’t for my wild-eyed grunge god Matt McConaughey). Some movies I’ll watch even if I don’t know anyone in it, just because it looks that interesting. Sometimes the combination of both actors I like and plot hook does the trick. Sometimes it’s none of the above, and I just watch the movie because it’s there.