#GOSH i hate drawing plaid

[the-real-jojo]

okkkkk she's off to school now

[mysamcedesmadness]

Soooo... She’s Gone

Ladies, I have one more chapter of this story and I’m gonna wrap it up. Thanks for reading, but I intended this joint to be a one shot and I don’t want to drag it out further than the next chapter. I honestly just wouldn’t know where to go next. I appreciate all of the feedback and the support, Loves.

Soooo… She’s Gone

The day that Henry was dreading was finally there. They had a wonderful prom. They had a graduation that Charlotte didn’t want to give a speech at, because she hated public speaking with a passion, but had to for the sake of tradition. She started kinda miserably, (because she kept stumbling over her words and forgetting the speech that she spent weeks memorizing and had recited the night before, flawlessly in front of a bed full of stuffed animals). But, a room full of peers, teachers, and parents was far different. It wasn’t until Henry cheered from his seat, “Give it to ‘em, Char!” That she finally snapped back into her confidence and found her voice and her words. They had several kickass graduation parties and an awesome summer. They were together virtually nonstop. His parents didn’t mind that she spent nights, so long as they weren’t too loud and as long as they were responsible and safe. Her parents were a little bit more hesitant about that, but let her know that they trusted her to be smart. (Of course they did. They always trusted her).

Now, she was getting ready to get on a plane and wouldn’t be back for months. He’d be naive to think that wouldn’t affect them. That wasn’t what he thought at all when he fought off tears as she cried onto his plaid and wondered why he wouldn’t talk to her about this day before now? “I didn’t wanna ruin the time we had left.”

“That’s selfish,” she muttered. He rubbed her back. It was selfish. He knew that she liked to communicate about things and that she probably needed to discuss them officially..  but in his mind, he could only imagine her breaking up with him before flying away to a new life. He had to hold off on it as long and as much as possible.

“I’m sorry, Baby,” he whispered.

“Not you’re not!” She fussed as they announced her plane boarding. She pulled away from the hug and shook her head, “I’m not prepared for this. I tried really hard, but you and I have unfinished business. How am I supposed to focus?”

“Just..  don’t worry about us. School is more important.” He winced as he said that. Truly, nothing was more important to him, but he had to say something to ease her mind, after drawing out their separation.

“Okay,” she said sadly. She grabbed the handle of her luggage and began to walk away, not turning her head from him. He seemed so cool and she’d thought he’d be the one blubbering today. Maybe she overthought her importance? He’d just said himself not to worry about them. But, what did he even MEAN by that? Don’t worry because we’ll endure and we’ll be fine, or don’t worry because he certainly won’t be because we’re done? See, THIS is why she kept trying to discuss this with him!!!

She waved and vanished through the door. Whenever she got on the plane, she was seated on the window with these redheaded twins next to her. She had to cross them and one helped her put her bag away. The one on the end kept trying to talk to her over his brother in the middle. She just wanted this trip over already.

Henry watched the plane leave and whenever he got back to the Man Cave, stood in the center of the room and announced, with such defeat, “Soooo… she's… gone.” He quickly retreated, wiping his eyes and the others just watched. Nobody wanted to bother him.

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Charlotte adjusted quickly to her new surroundings. She and those twins were heading to the same campus, which she thought was bananas,but welcomed the possibility of new friends.

When she and Henry video chatted, she asked him if they could finally talk about the “crappy situation” they were in.

“Go for it,” he said.

“I wanted to tell you that I’m not going to be trying to do anything like what we’ve been doing with anyone else. I’m gonna be focused on school.. but I’ll understand if you have other options.”

Henry raised an eyebrow, “Is that you officially breaking up with me, or you extending a pass to cheat, which I never asked for?”

“It’s me extending the ball to your court. I’ve told you my intentions. That’s all that I can think to do for us.”

“Well,my intention was to have you be here and for us to be together. So, it doesn’t matter to me if you want to be together or apart, because we aren’t even together. I’m not interested in doing stuff with anybody else. But since you brought it up, maybe that’s what you want. You want to see other people?”

“I brought it up because I figured that’s what you would do. You did it to Chloe. You did it to Bianca. And NOW, you’re older and more accustomed to the physical fulfillment of a relationship…”

“Wow.”

“I’m trying to be realistic.”

“Well, you’re being hurtful and untrusting.” She held her head. “I don’t want to cause you any pain, Char. So, maybe… We can be together when we’re together and when we aren’t, we aren’t.”

“So, if I’m visiting, we play house, and if not, the mouse will play?”

“What is it that you want me to do? You’re the one who moved across the country!”

“The fact that I gave you months to discuss this with me and you avoided it only to attack me not that I’m too far away to come smack you is very small of you, Henry. I thought that we were better than this.” Someone knocked on her door and she sighed and said, “Hang on.”

“Hey… You okay? Sounded like you were fussing with someone,” Henry heard some dude asking.

“I’m fine. Thanks for checking on me. Where’s your twin? I never see you two apart.”

“He got placed in a different dorm, but at least I’ve got you here.”

“I gotta get back to my call.”

“Ok. If you need anything, I’m right next door and my door will always be open.”

“Cool. Thanks…”

She appeared again and Henry couldn’t help but wonder, “Who’s Mr. Nice Guy?”

“Met him on the plane and I guess we’re neighbors now,” she explained, as quietly as possible.

“He likes you. Is he..  Do you find him attractive?”

“To be honest, I hadn’t paid him much mind and furthermore, we’re not gonna be discussing other people with each other.”

“So, he is other people, then?”

She forced a smile and said, “If it’s gonna be like this, I don’t want any of it, Henry.”

“That’s best,” he said.

“That’s best for you?” She asked, her lip quivering.

“For you, I guess.” He shrugged and an alert sounded in the background. “I have to..”

“Yeah, go… Goodbye, Hen.”

“Bye, Char. You… you know that I’m still gonna love you, right?” She nodded, then disconnected the call before her tears started.

.

And she stuck by what she said. She didn’t date anybody. A semester passed, and she still hadn’t even gone out on the town. But, get studies were important. She did hang with the twins in her neighbor’s dorm when his roommate was out. It was cool to have a couple of dudes away from her dudes, though Jasper informed her to never refer to the twins as “her dudes,” in his presence.

Her first visit home, Henry managed to avoid her the entire winter break. She knew he was doing so and she knew he was perfectly fine because she felt his gosh dang pulse every night when she put on her ring before bed.

She visited the Man Cave and Ray didn’t even make fun of her. Instead, he complained about the new girl in the cave. She didn’t meet said new girl, whose name Ray couldn’t remember, but whenever she asked Jasper, he turned pale and pretended not to know of what girl she spoke…

She asked him to give Henry the ring back and let him know that for future visits, she wouldn’t be coming to the shop. (Not if that meant Henry avoiding her, or worse, seeing him there with her “replacement.”)

So, the next semester, she decided to try to relax a little bit and at least go on a date or two. That turned into an oddly satisfying, if not sorta odd polyamorous relationship with the twins. She’d never considered such a thing before, but now that she had, it definitely fulfilled her.

Though, whenever they wanted to bring in more, a few months later, she shrank back. Maybe in the future, but she was about to be a straight A sophomore and two boyfriends had been quite enough. They remained friends and she wished that Henry could have been half as mature as either of them.. but GIRL, Henry was a year ago. Let that ish go.

.

She came home for the summer and Piper begged her to hang out. She didn’t want to come to the house, but Piper swore, “Henry and Babe aren’t here.” Babe?

“Babe?”

“Yeah, that one girl. Can you believe that she comes to Swellview to see him and works as a temp in that stupid junk shop. She’s a video game maker… why even stoop to that level?”

“For a boy…” Charlotte said, heartbroken AF, but determined not to show it. “Okay. Well… we’ll have a sis slumber party.”

They were hanging out in the living room when Henry came in and froze, seeing Char there, with two French braids in a pair of pajamas on his couch. “Hey, Hen!” She said, trying to remain neutral. She failed. Her voice was high and her heart was beating so fast that she thought she might pass out.

Henry waved his fingers weakly, then the door opened behind him and he kicked it shut. They all heard Babe yelp, “Ouch!”

Charlotte’s eyes went wide as Henry opened the door and said, “Sorry. You gotta go.”

“What do you mean?”

“Can’t hang out tonight.” He shut the door and locked it, then rushed upstairs. Charlotte tried not to laugh. Piper got up, went to the door and said, “Awww. That was really mean of him to do to you. Just because Charlotte is in town, he can’t spend time with you? The nerve.”

“Charlotte’s here?”

“Yep. Spending the night. He didn’t tell you she was back? She’s here the whole summer!” Babe rushed off and Piper waved at her and shut the door again.

“Wow. You really played that up. Don’t like her?”

“She’s not you,” Piper said.

Charlotte was going to claim that things were over between her and Henry, but their reactions to seeing each other was enough for her to know that wasn’t true. However, she had to know what was up with her and Babe and as soon as Piper was asleep, she went to confront him about it. That resulted in the two of them “being together when we’re together,” because neither of them seemed able to control not touching each other, among other things.

Babe got on a plane that very night and Henry didn’t even know because he was wrapped around Charlotte when that text was sent.

Charlotte woke up in his bed. He was gone, but that pulse promise ring was back on her finger.

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She didn’t come around him too much for her summer visit. She worried that she wouldn’t think straight if she did. Whenever she made it back to school, they went back to not talking after a summer of not being able to resist each other.

Perhaps next summer, she could take a break elsewhere. Her parents had tried to get her to take an overseas trip the summer before college, so she checked with them and they were definitely still in support of her doing so. So, another year passed, she went to Europe. Another passed, she went to Asia. Her senior year, she came home for Christmas and Henry was in NYC. She figured with Babe. She didn’t dwell on it. It wasn’t the first time he’d went to her. Anyway!

Post graduation, she knew she had to hunker down. She still needed her master’s degree and wasn’t sure yet how she was going to do it, but the time away from Henry was long and weird. She wondered how he was and texted him to ask.

Hen, it’s Charlotte. How are you?

The question tortured him. He was just strumming his tattoo and thinking about her moments before she texted. Dang universe must’ve nudged her.

Fine. And yourself?

Not fine. I miss you. I’m sorry…

He sighed and gave her a call. “Hey… now, when you say that you miss me… You mean like you miss that we used to be close and now we barely speak?”

“I mean everything. What happened? Why did it go down that way? What was so wrong with being together when we’re together?”

“We weren’t together enough…” they both held the phone. “Are you alone right now?”

“I’m always alone,” she said.

“No.. I meant are you single?”

“I usually am. Henry, in the past four years, I’ve had three boyfriends and both those relationships didn’t make it three months.”

“You said three, then you said both…”

“Long story. But..  you… I mean you were in NYC for Christmas. Were you there with Babe?”

He laughed, “What? No. We aren’t like that. I mean.. we’ve seen each other socially, but never seriously. I haven’t been able to have one serious relationship in all the years that you’ve been gone. I compare everyone to you. I miss you. I’ve said your name in my sleep with someone else lying next to me, apparently on several occasions.. I’m never getting over you. That’s just the truth. I was in New York to apply for a full hero status. Had to tell my parents that I was thinking of going to NYU.”

“Well??? Did you get it?”

He smiled, “Yeah. Your guy’s a full blown hero now.”

“I’m proud. Can we see each other when I come home?”

“Sure. I would have loved to see you more, but you were..  travelling.”

“Yeah, I was avoiding you. When I last saw you we kept going to bed together!”

“Okay? So, why’d you ask me what happened to us when you know that you ran from me?”

“I ran because I was afraid it was unhealthy. You’d already broken up with me and had started seeing Babe socially.”

“I still loved you and you knew that. I still do.”

“Well..  I'll… see you soon…”

“Not soon enough.”

[rogueofsoup]

Honestly, I've noticed a whole new way of how I personally treat myself. This site actually helped me realize I have ADHD (and eventually that I'm genderfluid), and it taught me to appreciate the little things in life so I'm not so upset at the lack of big things and so I'm not as upset by the omnipresent bad things.

I have people I can celebrate my little joys and little victories with. I have medication so I can focus more and do more of what I need to in life. I've even learned to become less hateful and more loving, of both myself and other people.

I'm slowly coming to accept my body type. Still not perfect, but I don't avoid looking at myself in a mirror. I've also learned the occasional dysphoria I feel is an actual thing that means I'm not necessarily cis, and that feeling like I'm faking it generally means I'm really not.

I've even learned to see so many things I saw as "cringe" before actually be pretty ok. I've even learned to appreciate the Furry community, because of how well they treat their artists! They very much care about the service artists provide, and honestly Furries wouldn't be a thing without artists. The term "Furry" doesn't even have as bad a connotation in my mind as it did before, and I'm honestly trying to get better at drawing animals just in case I need commission money to help pay for college expenses like food and medication and stuff. Sorry for the whole paragraph about Furries, that's kinda one of the biggest changes for me.

In addition to that, I've started seeing the stuff that got kids like myself and pretty much all of my siblings bullied in middle school actually be really cool now. I've always thought it was cool, but people always seemed to think it was cringey. But now people are seeing "the phase" people went through and are going "OH MY GOSH THAT ACTUALLY LOOKS REALLY COOL WHY DIDN'T YOU LIKE THAT PHASE" and honestly? It's really nice. That's the kinda stuff I wanna wear and have wanted to wear for so long. I wanna wear fishnet fingerless gloves and stockings, I want my hair to be blue, I want an Invader Zim shirt, I want a plaid skirt or jeans covered in doodles, I want long sleeves you can poke your thumb through, I want tall black boots with spikes in them, I want black eyeshadow (I have black lipstick, but the virus ain't really optimal lipstick time). This site helped me even wear a corset and a friggin CLOAK to school MORE THAN ONCE in highschool before the virus. It felt powerful. It felt good. Yeah, people made fun of me. But this site taught me that it wasn't my fault. Hell, this site taught me to ignore my fucking principal telling me it was my fault, and my mom was on my side.

This site is not nearly as toxic as it used to be. I'm glad to see how much it's changed. Sure, there are still some problematic parts, but I'm glad there's enough to teach me to be a more tolerant, loving, fashionable, LGBTQIA+, Neurodivergent person.

Thank you to everyone who helped. You may not ever read this and you may not ever know it's you, but thank you.

(pm seymour, I'm lookin at you and yer perfect chonky waifu who helped me more than you even know with my body issues)

I haven’t been on tumblr for quite as long as a lot of people but over several years I’ve noticed this interesting gradual sorta,, shift in the general culture? that it went from this mostly depressed, nihilistic outlook where people would regularly joke about hating themselves and being hopeless and depressed, to a wave of vehemence of “STOP hating everything actually the world is Good and you deserve love!!!” type posts, to now, where those aggressive ‘PSAs’ have faded away and instead I regularly see people romanticizing simple things like stars and hot tea and rainy mornings, and waxing poetic about their friends, and just trying to put love out there. and I don’t know exactly what that means (someone who knows more than me could probably say something smart about generational expression and trauma or popular perception of mental health and whatnot), but I do know that it makes my heart very full to see people learn to love the world and themselves by extension, and a whole userbase adopting healthier coping mechanisms, and therefore teaching the younger users to do so as well. I might just be following different people, but I really do think we’ve grown. everyone has grown. five years ago it wasn’t unusual for the next post on my dash to be a scathing commentary on why nothing matters or an anon ripping into someone they barely knew or someone complaining about how pathetic their interests are. now I have mutuals who get excited and spam reblog art of cows and friends I see tagging each other in pictures of frogs and strangers writing paragraphs about how much I matter. it makes me happy. idk. just an observation I wanted to make. I think people are good and everyone’s just trying their best at the end of the day

[anata-wo-kudasai]

Chapter 5 - Magic

Quick as she was, Kairi’s sorcery still left much to be desired. She was already two firagas into destroying a standard dining chair when four blue tables floated above her head.

She got to work on the set, dodging out of the center of the dining room to the southeast corner where she could ice blast two tables from one angle. But by the time she had finished off one blue table, a yellow sofa and two red benches had swirled into the assortment.

Soon the room was a cyclone of primary colors, swirling and spinning and gaining speed around her. She blasted random spells in every direction, ducking from a chair that swooped too low and dodging a drawer that had flung off of a purple dresser. She didn’t even know what purple was supposed to be.

“Kairi?” Merlin called from the doorway. “Are you still in here?” The wizard raised his arms high over his head and halted the furniture in midair.

“I thought maybe I’d do a little more training on my own today.” She sat up, panting, and covered in sweat.

“You’ve certainly met the requirement for ‘a little,’” Merlin speculated. “Have you been in here since our session ended this afternoon?”

“It never hurts to practice!” Kairi replied sanguinely.

“That, my dear, is false. Or have my lessons not been sufficiently disciplined?” Kairi lifted herself up and stood alert, ready for anything. “To become stronger, one must also have rest, both physically and mentally, to renew and endure. You can’t learn while wearing yourself too thin.”

“I understand Master.” She had been hoping for an impromptu physical lesson, but alas came another mental one. “I won’t be too much longer.”

“I admire your tenacity, dearie, but I will not let you torment yourself with these absurd expectations.” Merlin waved his wand and the furniture popped like giant bubbles, sprinkling into nothing. The old, oaken dining room table reappeared in the center of the room. “Now, there are a few old friends of mine eager to meet you. They’re waiting in the foyer. Do go out and greet them, will you dear?”

A gust of wind hurried her out of the dining room and slammed the door behind her. Kairi huffed, shooting a glare at the solid oak. She can walk using her own free will, she thought, facing the grand, vacant hall.

“Hello?” She called out to no one. The foyer lay bare as it had always been. Without the faintest idea who Merlin would permit her company, she assumed the matter to be important. She hoped against hope it would be her friends. Surely, though, that was only setting herself up for disappointment, so she let that thought go.

“We will keep it simple, and practical to boot. We’ll put her in trousers. Yes, yes trousers! Short like her skirts- ah.. what do they call them in this world?” Voices reverberated off the walls. Kairi looked all around her, but there was no way to tell where they were coming from.

“Shorts. But her eyes-“

“And of course the ensemble will be pink-“

“But she likes skirts. She’s always worn them. They suit her, and she is darling in them.” A third, more genial voice chimed in.

Three glowing orbs, one red, one blue, and one green appeared out of thin air before Kairi. The light grew rapidly, exploding magic dust that glimmered into three fairies, each with their respective color.

“What if she dressed in blue? We’ve never seen her in blue, and it would bring out her beautiful blue eyes.” The blue fairy argued. The red fairy sighed emphatically.

“I really don’t think she-“

“Ex-cuse me?” Kairi broke in softly.

“Oh, hello my dear! It’s so nice to finally meet you.” Said the red one. “We were sent by Master Yen Sid to provide for you suitable attire fit for a keyblade wielder. You may call me Flora,”

“Yes! Yes, we have known you and your friends for quite some time, yet we have never been properly introduced. My name is Fauna.” The kindly green one added.

“I’m Merryweather.” Said the blue fairy. “Gosh, you are lovely.”

“Yes, such radiant light,” cooed Fauna.

“Yes, of course, dears, she’s still one of the seven, which is why we mustn’t stay long.” Flora instructed. “A certain rotten fairy could be tracking us this instant.”

The self-made leader levitated at once and flew around the room, drawing the curtains, shielding all view of the outside world and locking every door. Fauna ascended from where she stood, lighting the chandelier directly above her as Merryweather handled the wall sconces.

“Now,” Flora gleamed, a twinkle in her eye, “let’s get to work.”

After bidding her farewells to her dear new friends, Kairi found herself walking through the large double doors, through the ruins of the courtyard and into the dense, dark wood. The breeze tickled her neck, and her new short hair made her feel light and free. Her custom-made dress was more flexible than the school athletic attire she had brought from home, weather and flame resistant yet surprisingly breathable. She couldn’t wait to unlock and experiment the various abilities the fairies spoke of. She had seen Sora transform hundreds of times, so it shouldn’t be too difficult.

She followed the thin sunlit path shining through the colossal pines, over the rope bridge, and up the slope until, at last, she saw the freckles of blue sky guiding her towards the clearing. Off the side of a cliff rolling hills and sprawling trees outstretched as far as the eye could see. Pink and yellow flowers sprinkled the grassy slope, almost glowing in the setting sun. There, perched on the jagged rock sat a tall redhead in a heavy black cloak.

Over the past few weeks, since that day at Central Station, Axel had taken to coming to this spot after training to contemplate. Kairi joined him sometimes, shooting the breeze and occasionally talking battle strategies. Something had shifted in their dynamic, she felt far more comfortable being alone with Axel, they were like friends.

“Hey Axel,” Kairi greeted.

“Hey! Liking the look,” said Axel with a small smile, “you cut your hair too.”

“Mhmm” She smiled as she twisted from side to side, displaying the mismatched frilly plaid and black pleated patterns on the sides of her skirt. It was a small detail, but it made the dress feel one thousand percent more her, a little quirky and unexpected- and was caused entirely by accident.

She had spent almost an hour with the good fairies, happily contributing ideas and openly expressing her opinion. Apparently, Sora was never too involved with his own sartorial choices, which didn’t surprise Kairi in the slightest, and Riku was never around when those decisions were made for him. Kairi, however, had a wonderful time, giggling at their incessant squabbling over the most insignificant details that, to them, was in some ways unavoidable. Kairi nodded and took a seat next to Axel.

“Oh! And I got better shoes too, like you suggested! Look!” Kairi held up a boot and rotated her ankle around. “I asked them to give me combat boots like you. They didn’t know what that meant, took a little explaining, but eventually, they made me these!”

“They?”

“The Three Good Fairies- they’re friends of Merlin. They did all this. They had to fly off, though, but they promised to visit again soon.”

“Our Rose was one of the seven pure lights.” Fauna had told her while running a brush through her hair. “You probably met her- erm, Princess Aurora?” Kairi remembered, but she never had much time with the other girls. “I used to comb through her long golden curls like this all the time.” Fauna had sighed then, away in her memories.

“Someone’s happy,” Axel observed. “Perhaps that bracelet really works.”

“Or perhaps the fairies gave me a little more magic.” She said with a grin.

“Oh really? What’d they do, cast the spell ‘glee’ on your boots?”

“No, but they did make them water, fire, and time-travel proof.”

“What on earth is ‘time-travel proof?’” Axel asked. Kairi winced.

“I was hoping you could tell me.” Axel shrugged and shook his head, dumbfounded.

“Well, looks like you’re well prepared for anything Merlin could throw at you.”

“Mmhm! Hey, maybe next time they’re around you can ask them for some new clothes.”

“Hmph. I don’t even know what I’d wear. Feels like anything else at this point would look ridiculous on me.”

“Not as ridiculous as black leather in this heat.”

“Hey, this suits me. Brings out my vibrant hair.” Axel tossed his head to the side and flipped his spiky locks. Kairi chuckled.

“Whatever you say.”

“Heh. Seriously, what’s gotten into you?” asked Axel. Kairi held up her foot again and gestured to her boot. “No,” he shook his head, “it’s more than that.”

Kairi had argued the benefit for many of the additional functions the fairies had deemed necessary, stating that she wouldn’t have much use for them, always being hidden away and all.

“Nonsense!” Flora had countered. “The power you possess is one-of-a-kind, strong beyond even our understanding. They’ll make use out of you.”

“Yes,” added Merryweather, “Thank goodness Aurora doesn’t wield a keyblade, I’d hate to think of her off fighting everyone else’s wars.”

“Hush,” Flora then commanded, “Don’t talk about war, you’ll scare the poor girl.” But Kairi didn’t feel scared. She was emboldened, on her path, going in the right direction.

“Just-“ Kairi began, “All of this. I feel like destiny is on my side.”

“Hmph. Well, that’s good for you,” Axel sneered.

“Don’t you believe in Destiny?”

“How do you people say things like that without a shred of sarcasm?”

“Is that a no?”

“It’s an- I don’t know. I guess I’ve been destined to live, though everyone around me changes. If I do have a touch of fate, I think I’ve pretty much used it all.”

“Well, that’s a ridiculous assumption,” Kairi smiled, “how could you possibly know that?” Axel considered for a moment.

“The cat had nine lives,” he replied, “what happens when it reaches the tenth? And what if the cat finds himself alone, lost in the darkness, without any of the cats he cared about? What’s a cat to do?” Her smile faded.

“I get that.” There was a moment of silence. Kairi leaned back on her palms and stared at the sun. “I’d like to get a cat someday, though I like dogs, too.” Axel laughed.

“Is that all you got out of what I said?”

“No,” Kairi tittered, “I know what you said, but it’s rather cynical, don’t you think? I mean, you’re on the side of the light now, right?”

“Well, yeah...”

“Then destiny is on your side, too. The light will never fail you.” Kairi took a beat, remembering. “Even in the deepest darkness, when all else seems lost, there will always be a light to guide you. Believe in the light, and the darkness will never defeat you.” She grinned and pointed to her temple. “Got it memorized.”

“Hmph. Is that something they teach in princess school?”

“No,” Kairi traced the outline of a large cloud in the shape of a whale. She remembered, vaguely, how terrified she and Sora felt whilst trapped in such a monstrous beast. “My grandmother used to tell me that all the time.”

“Grandmother?” Axel asked. Kairi didn’t say anything, only nodding soberly. “Sorry,” he said after an awkward moment, “I didn’t mean to kill your mood.”

“It’s okay,” she chirped, “you didn’t.” Still, it seemed as if there was nothing more to say. The whale had dissolved, scattered into a sea of clouds.

“Say, Kairi,” Axel began, “have I ever told you why the sun sets red?”

The next morning began like any other. Kairi dressed, brushed her teeth, washed her face, and combed her hair before descending the grand staircase where she would normally find Merlin waiting in the open dining room with breakfast on the table, prepared by the various animate objects under his employment. But things took a different turn today; the foyer didn’t smell of tea and toast, the dining room doors were closed, and Kairi found nothing and no one on the other side of the double doors.

“He’s outta town,” Axel said, coming out of the kitchen with a slice of burnt bread. “This was on the table,” he said, handing her a piece of parchment paper.

My dear pupils-

It appears there are urgent matters that need my attention abroad.

As a safety precaution, I cannot disclose my whereabouts.

I shall return shortly, I trust you two will get along until then.

Eat, get enough rest, and don’t dilly dally!

Resume with your daily exercises as if I’m there. I’ll know if you don’t.

Be well, my lads.

-Merlin

“Hm,” She contemplated, returning the letter, “I wonder what was so urgent.” When she pulled her arm back, a sharp pain pierced through her armpit to her shoulder blade. “Ouch,” she winced.

“Something wrong?”

“It’s my swinging arm, I think I slept on it.” She said, rolling her elbow back in circles. “My cure spells work only so well, best when conjured right after taking a hit, but they don’t quite get to these chronic aches.” She relaxed her arm and shook it off. “It’s not that bad though.”

“Here, try this,” Axel said, pulling a green vile from his coat pocket. “But don’t drink too much, it might make you nauseous. It’s pretty strong stuff, meant to be shared.” Kairi accepted the potion, uncorked the stopper, and took a tiny sip. The pain instantly melted away. Kairi studied the label, Mega-Elixir. It must have cost a small fortune.

“Okay, seriously, how are you so rich?” She asked incredulously.

As part of their welcoming package, Merlin had given both of them a neatly organized basket containing the essentials; two potions, one hi-potion, one ether, one elixir and a pouch containing 40 munny. The master always halted his attacks long before either of them were in fatal danger, and healed them frequently throughout the rigorous exercises. Their sore muscles and aching joints that persisted afterward, however, had to be attended to themselves. Both Kairi and Axel’s supply was gone by the end of the first week.

“I know how big a payout the master’s fake heartless give.” She said, folding her arms and tilting her head to the side.

“Yes, but I bet you don’t know how much real heartless give.”

“Real heartless?” Kairi stiffened. “Where?”

“Relax, they’re not here, but there are a few in the real Twilight Town.”

“What?” Kairi asked, “How did you?” Kairi looked around her, as if someone may be eavesdropping. “When?” She whispered.

“Weekends, before you guys get up.”

“Is that allowed?”

“Haven’t asked. Easiest just to assume it is.”

“Well if there are heartless there, it might be dangerous! Do you know why the heartless are there? Someone could be summoning them!”

“Easy! The place has always been infested with something or another. Nothing your miracle worker boyfriend could change.”

“He’s not my...“ Kairi evaded it, “Are you sure it’s safe?”

“Yes,” he affirmed. “No one can track me while I have this on,” he pulled on his collar, “and I stick to the woods. Tons of heartless, they don’t even see it coming.” He grinned. Kairi thought a moment.

“Can I come?” She asked.

“I don’t know about that,” he replied, rubbing his temple.

“Oh come on!” She said, determined. “You said yourself that it was safe.”

“Safe for me. I don’t know if it would be safe for you.” Kairi smirked.

“Easiest just to assume it is.”

[madelinecoffee]

An Unexpected Meeting | Part 2

Summary: Part 2: Lucas and Riley are going great. He wants to ask her to move in, but it doesn't turn out how he planned it.  A/N: Part 2, you all have @grapes-day and @frankchurchillsaysrelax to thank for me writing a part 2. Christine encouraged me a while ago to try my hand at a multi-fic and Fai persuaded me to continue this story onward. Pairing: Riley x Lucas, Maya x Josh(mentioned)  Words: 3,035 Part 1 

Zay’s not even surprised when he heads to the kitchen this particular morning to see Riley in one of Lucas’ college shirts and pajama shorts glasses on her face and hair in a bun cooking pancakes. Her and Lucas had been dating for around 4 months now, they got together shortly after their unexpected meeting and she basically lives with them. Her Uncle Josh and Maya had been dating for a while but in the recent months they had been spending a lot of time at her shared apartment. While the brunette loved that they were so in love and finally together without Josh pushing the ‘3 years’ excuse on Maya she did not need to be witness to the physical displays of love they were fond of showing in her apartment. It lead to her spending more nights in Lucas’ bed than her own, and spending the majority of her time with the boys.

She’s not complaining though, her and Lucas’ are great and she loves spending time with Zay.  Zay isn’t complaining either, neither him nor Lucas are that good of cooks and Riley loves being in the kitchen. Especially on the weekends, Riley likes to make a nice breakfast for the three of them when she stays over. And today she’s whipping up pancakes.

“Good morning Riley, where’s lover boy?” Zay asks her with a smile as he starts making the coffee for the three of them.

“You mean the hibernating bear? He should be up soon, you know he starts to get up when he smells food.” Riley giggles as she flips the pancakes. True to her word Lucas stumbles out into the kitchen shortly after, just as she’s finishing plating the pancakes. She can’t help but admire him in his plaid pajama pants and old t-shirt; his messy bed head and slight look of confusion only increases his cuteness.

“ ‘Morning’” he greets Zay before he greets his girlfriend with an apprising smile as he sees her in his shirt, “And good morning beautiful” Riley blushes slightly at his words, unable to control the butterflies in her stomach

“Good morning love, I figured you be out for food. You don’t want Zay to eat it all.” Riley gives Zay a playful wink as he gives her a jokingly shocked expression. “I’m going to put these down and wash my hands do you think you could get me some coffee?” Riley asks Lucas with a hopeful look.��

He chuckles and nods his head; her obsession with coffee was a serious thing. She figured she hadn’t gotten hers yet because her hands were covered in flour and pancake. He grabbed her favorite mug and his favorite mug and fixed their coffees. He smiled as he looked at their mugs. He learned about Riley’s obsession with mugs shortly after he met her. If she could get her drink in a mug she’d be immediately happier. Even if it wasn’t hot, she liked her juice or water or wine whatever she was drinking out of mugs. She had a small collection of favorites back up in her apartment, and when Lucas noticed that she was spending more and more time at his he got her a special mug that matched his own favorite. Riley’s was purple with a little teddy bear holding a coffee mug and his was blue with the same design. He had gotten them the mugs after she told him about the loss of her childhood bear and she just about cried at the sweet gesture.

He sat down next to her at the table and grabbed her hand as they all ate breakfast together chatting at laughing.

“So Riley, any other plans for the day? Besides Maya coming over here for diner of course.” Zay asked with as they ate.

“I have to edit some photos for a shoot I did this week. I should probably go home, but my laptops already here so we’ll see where I end up for the day.” Riley answered with a shrug of her shoulders.

“Well you know you’re always welcome here beautiful” Lucas told her giving her head a kiss.

“Yeah you basically live here, I’m surprised you haven’t just moved in yet.” Zay said with a chuckle quickly noticing Riley’s red face and the look Lucas was giving him. Lucas had been trying to think of how to ask her to move in with him for a few weeks, and Zay knew this. In fact everyone knew, Josh had plans to move in with Maya once Riley had moved out the only person who didn’t know was Riley and from the looks of her expression she was oblivious to it. Lucas just wanted the moment to be perfect, and he couldn’t think of a way to make it yet.

They all helped clean up from breakfast and after Riley got comfortable on the coach with her legs over Lucas lap as he and Zay watched TV. These were the moments Riley loved most about being with Lucas, they could just be and it was enough to feel his hands on legs and know that he was there.

It didn’t take her long to finish editing her photos; once she finished she switched over to leaning into Lucas chest giving him a sloppy side hug that Lucas quickly reciprocated.

“Hi” she said shyly as she snuggled deeper into his chest

“Hey Princess” Lucas responded quietly using his fingers to trace the small scar on her cheek. Her cheek had healed nicely after Ryan, but she was left with a thin white scar that no one but Lucas ever seemed to notice. He always touched it so lightly or gave it the lightest kiss. He was currently stroking it gently staring into her eyes as she started into his. He couldn’t help think of how lucky he was to have met her, but hating that Ryan was a part of it. He gets lost in the memory of a few nights ago when him and Riley where lying in his bed.

“I don’t know why.” Riley says quietly to him one night

“Why what princess?” He asks her stroking her arm as she laid her head on his chest

“Why Ryan’s still so hung up on me. We went out twice sophomore year and the dates were both terrible, and I told him I wasn’t interested then either. But he was always making sexual comments towards me or trying to make a pass every time he saw me; it made it hard to be at Zay’s. Its one of the reasons him and Zay stopped rooming together too. And he still won’t leave me alone now. I wish he would just leave me alone.” Riley tells him as she draws little circles on his chest

“What? Wait, you mean you’ve seen him recently?” Lucas tries to keep the anger out of his voice; he doesn’t want Riley thinking he’s mad at her when his anger is solely directed towards Ryan. Riley nods against his chest.

“Yeah…he’s just around. Like I’ve seen him at Topanga’s or by the park near here that I take photos at sometimes. I never stay though once I see him I just leave, he hasn’t done anything but he’s just always around. I just wish he’d leave me alone. I just want to be with you only.” Riley tells him, her voice shy.

“Well Princess we’re together and he’s not going to change that. And I’ll try to keep him away from you. Okay?” Lucas asks her giving her a squeeze

“I know you will, and if does hurt me you’ll just take care of me right? Like you did when we first met?” Riley looks up at him with hopeful eyes

“Of course beautiful, I’ll always take care of you. I’ll take care of you as long as you’ll let me.” Lucas can tell Riley’s getting sleepy and pulls the cover over them.

“Even if I want you to take care of me forever?” Riley asks as she closes her eyes

“Especially then.” Lucas answers giving her head a kiss before he closes his own eyes

Lucas is jolted out of the memory when Zay makes a comment.

“Would you two stop staring into each others stupid stupid eyes? My god.” Riley shoves her red face back into Lucas’ chest as Lucas laughs heartily at Zay.

“Zay, you’re the one who kept telling me how perfect we would be together, now let me enjoy it.” Lucas responded with a raise of his eyebrow

“Touché” Zay grumbled quietly back

A while later Riley was in Lucas’ room trying to figure out which shirt to wear, she wanted to be comfortable but she didn’t want to just be in a t-shirt. She was looking through her drawer in her bra and leggings when Lucas came in. She let out of a frustrated sigh flopping onto to the bed face down. Lucas chuckled lightly as he sat down next to her and stroked her back trying to not get too distracted by the fact that she wasn’t wearing a shirt.

“What’s wrong Princess?” Lucas asked her with a knowing smile. The initial response was muffled. “Princess I can’t understand when you talk into the bed.”

Riley raised her face slightly and turned it to look at her boyfriend, “I said I couldn’t find a shirt in my drawer. And like I know I could go back to my place but just urgh. I should bring more than just pajama shirts to my drawer.” Riley rambled and she felt Lucas get off the bed she sat up and saw him coming back with her favorite blue flannel of his.

“Why don’t you wear this huh? I know you like how soft it is and I know it’ll look better on you than on me.” Lucas told her with a smile and shrug. “Plus I know, Princess, you like wearing my clothes when they smell like me and I wore this a few days ago.”

Riley jumped up and hugged him grabbing the shirt and putting it on. “Thanks Luke, I’ll make sure I bring more shirts next time I come from Maya and I’d place.”  Looking at her then Lucas knew this was the moment.

“Or Princess you could just bring them all here, and never go back to Mayas.” Lucas told her with a wide spread grin, to which Riley gave him a confused look. He chuckled at her grabbing her hands, “What I mean is, move in with me. You practically live here anyway, lets just make it official.”  

“Yes!” Riley proclaimed jumping into Lucas arms, he was quick to catch her. “Oh my gosh.  I have to tell Maya, Uncle Josh can just move in he basically lives there anyway! We can tell Maya when she comes over for diner! Oh my gosh wait what about Zay is he going to be okay with me moving in?”

“Princess slow down, take a breath. And yes Zay knows, actually all our friends know I was going to ask you. I’ve been trying to find a special way for two weeks. But I just couldn’t wait any longer and you just look so cute in my shirt.” He gave her a kiss on the cheek before she grabbed his face and gave him a soulful kiss.

“I’m so excited! Ah! I can’t wait to tell Maya this night is going to be amazing!”

As the couple expected everyone was excited for the happy couple, Maya was especially happy that Josh could move in with her. Their night was filled laughs and good times. Then there was a knock on the door. Riley sprung up to get it.

“I’ll get it! Since its my apartment now too. Riley stated with a giggle as she opened the door not expecting who was on the other side. There stood Ryan and from the looks of it he had had a few drinks, he had a glazed look in his eyes as he took in the brunette in front of him. He made to grab her arm but she jumped out of the way and ran to Lucas shouting his name. Riley had only told Lucas but she still had the occasional nightmare about Ryan. She had never been a fan of his, but was especially scared of him since the last time he was here.

Lucas was confused as to why his girlfriend was hiding behind him and clutching onto his shirt for dear life. That was until he saw Ryan stumble into their home and it all made sense.

“Riley! And I see Blondie here’s too! Now it’s a party.” Ryan slurred at the group trying to make eye contact with the brunette who had head slightly peaked out under Lucas’ arm. But Riley was having none of it . All Lucas wanted to do was pick this scum of the earth up and throw him out of his home and get him away from Riley. But he knew he couldn’t leave his girlfriend, especially with the way she was gripping his shirt. He was thrilled when Zay stood in front of him and Riley and directed his comment toward Ryan.

“What the hell are you doing here Ryan? I’m pretty sure Lucas throwing you out of our home last time wasn’t an open invitation to come back. And I’m sure after what you did to Riley she doesn’t want you in her home either.”

Maya was quick to back Zay up, “You better get the hell out Ryan. You don’t mess with my Honey and get away with it.” Maya raised her little fist and Ryan could tell by the fire in her eyes that she was not someone to mess with.

“Finnneee I’ll go” Ryan stated with a droopy smile, as he started walking away Maya and Zay moved to the side of Lucas. And Riley came out and stood next to Lucas as he put his arm around arm shoulder pressing a kiss to her head. But just before Ryan actually went out the door he made a be-line for Riley.

Before anyone could react he roughly pulled her by the arm towards him. Riley was positive this was the second time he would be bruising her as he dragged her along. “NO!” Before anyone could react Riley ripped her wrist out of Ryan’s grip launching herself into their coffee table. She cried out in pain as she fell down on her wrist and tears started coming down her face as she cradled it against her chest.  

“That’s it!” Maya rushed over and pushed Ryan out of the apartment and gave him a threating look while telling him, “If you ever and I mean EVER come to their home again I will make sure you never have children.” With that she slammed the door in his face making sure it was locked she turned to her best friend.

Lucas had already pulled her into his lap and was cradling and her soothing, petting her hair and kissing her head. It seemed to be helping because soon her sobs turned to quiet tears.

“Hey Maya can you get Riley some ice? I still want to look at her wrist but I know it needs ice.” Lucas asked while he continued to hold Riley close to him as they sat on the ground. Maya nodded and went to get the ice for Riley.

“Hey Princess I’m going to look at it okay? It might hurt but I want to make sure nothing is obviously broken, okay?” Lucas asked as gently as possible. Riley nodded with a sniffle and watched as Lucas gently took her wrist in his hands. She winced slightly when he moved it. “I don’t think its broken Princess, it might be sprained. But either way the ice will help and I know something that’ll help even more.”

“What will help more?” Riley with a shaking voice

“This” Lucas gently took her hurt wrist and gave it a gentle peck, “There a magic kiss so it’ll heal sooner.” Lucas looked proud as Riley giggled at his lame joke.

Maya had come back with the ice but didn’t want to interrupt their sweet moment, and it seemed Zay didn’t either. He was just standing and watching them in awe. They were clearly perfect for one another.

It took Lucas a moment before he noticed Maya had the ice. “Why don’t we watch a movie while Riley ices her wrist?” Lucas asked as he looked at his two friends, they nodded and everyone settled into their spot. Riley refused to leave Lucas and found her spot snuggled in his lap on the big chair in their living room. He held the ice as they watched The Princess Bride a favorite of the gang. Once the movie was over Maya went back to her apartment, and Zay retreated to his room.

Lucas noticed that Riley was getting sleepy as she struggled to stay awake. He picked her up and carried her to their room. Helping her get changed without bumping her still sensitive wrist. He got helped her get into bed and she quickly snuggled into his chest breathing a sigh of relief. Lucas stroked her hair and gave her head a kiss as they laid together.

“Today was definitely not how I thought it would go, but I’m glad you’ll be sleeping next to me every night from now on.  You’re the only one who helps with the nightmares and I’m sure I’ll have some tonight.” Riley mumbled sleepily

“I’ll always be here to chase away your nightmares Princess, either in your dreams or real life. Today was not how I thought it was going to be either but I’m glad that from now on no matter the day, I’ll get to end it next to you.” He felt Riley smile into his chest and turn and give his arm a kiss but she didn’t say anything. She didn’t need to Lucas knew what she meant. They continued to lie together until they both drifted off, still in each other’s arms.

[kazuza-art]

Ten things about me

I love tag game (a bit too much ? XD) I’ve been tag by @hauntedpoem (really enjoyed reading your 10 things btw <3 ) the main stuff under the cut <3

1. I love my cats too much. Like I’m a real old fashion cat lady. I never go out without a little pouch of dry cat food in my bag in the case I met a starving cat oustide. I don’t go party lat at night or stay sleeping at my friends house too often because I don’t want to let my cats alone too long, I baby talk to them, and THEY ANSWER  ahaha gosh, this is the kind of thing you can only say on the internet XD

2. I love mangas... I have 1300 of them ahaha (neeerd) My entire flat is overflowing with them XD

3. I don’t have a single friends IRL who share at last ONE of my principal interest, like manga, drawing, fanfic, anime, and it’s kind of really depressing >>  and then they ask me why I’m on the internet so much XD

4. I love learning new language. If I had the time, I would learn one every year XD I tried japaneese last year, but I just didn’t have the time to learn all the kanji ç_ç

5. I’m french and a vegetarian and I love my country, but I have to say, the two don’t go well together ç_ç Close to no restaurant who propose a vegetarian option other than the 3 cheeses pizza outside of the capital, doctors who are first class dickhead about it, people and friends who are super judgmental, gosh this is so sad >>

6. I own a card which allowes me for only 20 euros per month to go see as many movies I want, and it’s super cool, because I love movie <3

7. I’m very critical and I’m not sure it’s a quality or a fault. I love to argue about fanfiction, movies, mangas and so on for hours and I often get frustrated with my irl friend because of it. Why would I go to see movie with them if we don’t talk about it after? Like I could just go alone ç_ç ahaha

8. I learn english by reading star wars fanfics. That why I suck at grammar I guess... Well I suck at grammar in french too so maybe it’s not the only reason XD

9. I’ll turn 30  the 24 april, and this bother me a lot XDDD does anyone ever had a post 30 depression? XD

10. I hate sad awfull depressing ending. Like, life is hard, it ends bad a LOT of time, so when I got home with my cats, my plaid and my Ipad, I don’t want to read depressing stuff. Happy ending fan all the way. BUT I love when the character suffers... Like they have to suffers A LOT, for like 300 pages, and ONLY THEN they can be happy ahahaha Hum, that seems weird I know XD

This was fun XD

I tag

@justarandomfangirlsstuff

@simaethae

@alikuu

hi <3

[sapphic-mermaids]

all the lesbian asks

Ty cat!!<33

Femme or butch?

Butch!!

Do you have a “type”? If so, describe itMy type is someone who is caring and compassionate!! If they’re butch that’s also a plus, and if they have short hair

Plaid button-ups or leather jackets?Plaid button ups!! I think they’re so neat

Describe your styleI either look like an 80′s kid or i wear a button up lmao

Describe your aestheticI love anything pink!

Favorite article of clothing?I have a blue and green flannel that i love!!

Favorite pair of shoes?My timbers!! They make me feel butch

Current haircut?I have curly hair that’s short on the sides and long on top!

Any haircut goals for the future?Yes i would like to shave my head at least once

Describe the best date you’ve been onMy ex took me to prom and it was a lovely time!! We slow danced and she kissed me and it was v romantic!!

Describe the worst date you’ve been onI’ve never been on a bad date tbh?

Single? Taken?I’m sadly single ://

If single, what are you looking for in a potential girlfriend/wife?I’m looking for someone who’s compassionate, caring, is good at communication, make an effort to talk to me, and who’s funny!!

Do you want kids?Maybe? It depends tbh, also i’m 17 lmao

If you could live anywhere in the world, where would you live?Anywhere where it’s cold, wet, and it snows

Favorite lesbian movie?The handmaiden!!

Favorite lesbian novel/story?The Miseducation of Cameron Post is a lovely book!

Favorite lesbian song?American Beauty by Girlpool is currently my jam

Favorite lesbian musician?Syd or Mary Lambert!

What lesbian stereotypes do you fit into, if any?I’m a butch dyke who doesn’t shave

Ever been assumed to be nothing more than a gal pal?Yeah :/

If a woman wanted to woo you, what would a surefire way to accomplish that?Writing/drawing me something, making a playlist for me, giving me flowers, nudes, just something that requires thought put into it!

Be positive! What do you like most about being a lesbian?Girls are great 10/10

Are you more of a cat person or a dog person?I like dogs but cats are also v cute!!

Turn ons?When someone likes me back :// neck kisses, lingerie, dominance, and some other things im not comfortable sharing here lol

Turn offs?Yelling at me when angry, lack of effort, lack of communication, just being a dick in general

Do you usually ask other women out or do you wait for them to ask you?I’ve done it both ways! I don’t mind asking someone out but it just takes me awhile

What is your dream career?Being a storyboard artist!!

Talk about your interests or hobbies!I like to play the ukulele, skate, draw, and sculpt!!!<3

What is the most attractive quality a woman can have?kindness!!

Do you love easily or does it take time for you to warm up to someone?I love pretty easily tbh

Ever fallen for your best-friend?Nope!

Ever fallen for a straight girl?Yes it’s the worst tbh

The L-Word: yes or no? (love it or hate it?)I haven’t watched it!!

Favorite comfort food?I like ice cream!!

Coffee or tea?Tea!!

Vegetarian? Vegan? None of the above?None of the above

Do you have any pets?I have a v beautiful dog named belinda!!

Early-riser or night-owl?I use to be an early riser but now I’m a night owl lmao

What is your sign?Gemini ://

What is your Myers-Briggs type?ENFP!

Who was your first lesbian crush?It was my friend kinney in 8th grade!! She also liked me at some point, but we’re both geminis so it probably wouldnt have worked out :// we’re still friends tho!! I love her!

At what age did you know you were a lesbian?Around 16?? There were a lot of signs, but I think what really convinced me was one time i held a guy’s hand in english and when i thought he took it as romantic, i wanted to throw up bc i was so anxious,,

At what age did you come out (if you have)?I came out to my friends in 8th grade lmao

Are you crushing on anyone at the moment (celebrity or otherwise)?YES and she’s lovely!! She brightens up my day and oh my gosh she’s gorgeous and i’m so lucky to know her!!

Talk about how your day wentI was really sad in the morning but i’m okay now,

Talk about your dreams/aspirations for the futureI want to work on an animated TV show at some point!!

[wheres-the-bear]

Hello, It’s Me (100 Questions)

These were fun! If you’re new, hi. My name is Ashley, and I hope you can learn something about me :)

1: When you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk? I usually have more milk than cereal. 2: Do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day? Depends on how cold the air is and strong the breeze. lol 3: What random objects do you use to bookmark your books? Receipts, movie tickets, slivers of notes. 4: How do you take your coffee/tea? Coffee: cream & sugar. Tea: Agave & a little bit of cream. 5: Are you self-conscious of your smile? Nope :) 6: Do you keep plants? Yes. 7: Do you name your plants? No. 8: What artistic medium do you use to express your feelings? Usually writing. Sometimes drawing or painting. 9: Do you like singing/humming to yourself? Yes. 10: Do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach? I sleep on my sides. 11: What's an inner joke you have with your friends? Oh my, so many! 12: What's your favorite planet? Always loved Neptune & Uranus because of their colors. Be mature. 13: What's something that made you smile today? Being an absolute loon to try to get my husband to smile. 14: If you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like? Oh my gosh - modern, light and airy, with lots of plants and contrasting elements. 15: Go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is! Most of the book The Martian is accurate. 16: What's your favorite pasta dish? A Stanley Tucci recipe with homemade sauce, tomatoes, and basil. 17: What color do you really want to dye your hair? I’ve always wanted a lighter, warmer blonde or, on the extreme end, teal. 18: Tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up. I tripped over a ropes course wire in 8th grade and f*cked up my knee. Ever since then, it’s been a running joke that something so simple caused such catastrophic damage. 19: Do you keep a journal? What do you write/draw/ in it? I keep a mental health BuJo, and I loveee it for keeping track of my habits and thoughts. 20: What's your favorite eye color? I really love dark, chocolate brown eyes. But I am appreciative of all eye colors. 21: Talk about your favorite bag, the one that's been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces. My plaid North Face backpack my mom got me right before college. I’ve taken it out of the country, it’s sat in libraries with me as I’ve studied and wrote. I love that thing. 22: Are you a morning person? Yes. 23: What's your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations? Watch TV and movies, eat junk food, stay in sweatpants. Preferably staying in bed for a while. 24: Is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets? Of course. My husband. 25: What's the weirdest place you've ever broken into? I can’t say I’ve ever broken into anything or anywhere. 26: What are the shoes you've had for forever and wear with every single outfit? Black flats from Payless Shoes. 27: What's your favorite bubblegum flavor? Spearmint or Winter Mint from Orbit. 28: Sunrise or sunset? Sunrises inspire me more, for sure. 29: What's something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing? Any time they laugh and can’t stop, I think it is the absolute greatest thing. 30: Think of it: have you ever been truly scared? Of course. Every near car accident or actual accident, I’ve gotten terrified. 31: What is your opinion of socks? Do you like wearing weird socks? Do you sleep with socks? Do you confine yourself to white sock hell? Really, just talk about socks. My husband collects socks, so I enjoy finding fun pairs for him. I’m a simple, short black sock kind of person with the occasional unique fuzzy sock on cold winter days. 32: Tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends. Nothing crazy. But some of my most meaningful conversations have happened in those early morning hours. 33: What's your fave pastry? I have a huge sweet tooth, so I can’t even claim a favorite. 34: Tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. What is it called? What does it look like? Do you still keep it? I had a lot of stuffed animals as a kid. To be honest, I couldn’t tell you what I used to call them. My favorite was a stuffed giraffe though. 35: Do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? Do you use them often? Yes and yes! In my bullet journal. 36: Which band's sound would fit your mood right now? John Mayer, Where the Light Is to be honest. 37: Do you like keeping your room messy or clean? Clean! But most of the time, it’s messy. 38: Tell us about your pet peeves! Loud chewers. Dripping faucets. People who are terrible drivers (no blinkers, aggressive and irresponsible, etc.). Egos.  39: What color do you wear the most? Jewel tones - emerald, royal purple. 40: Think of a piece of jewelry you own: What's it's story? Does it have any meaning to you? My wedding band and engagement ring are probably my two most prized pieces of jewelry, followed by a pair of diamond earrings my late grandmother gave me when I graduated from college. 41: What's the last book you remember really, really loving? The Kite Runner was the first one that came to mind, but that wasn’t the last book. 42: Do you have a favorite coffee shop? Describe it! Rooster Moon, by my house. It’s a little hipster establishment with cute decor, indie music, and great coffee! 43: Who was the last person you gazed at the stars with? My husband, I believe. Probably on our honeymoon? 44: When was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything? Thankfully, I have those moments often. Last weekend, over MLK, was probably the last time. 45: Do you trust your instincts a lot? I try to, yes. 46: Tell us the worst pun you can think of. “I put my grandma on speed dial. I call that Instagram.” -_____- 47: What food do you think should be banned from the universe? Canned asparagus. 48: What was your biggest fear as a kid? Is it the same today? Spiders, or wet, loose hair. Both are still pretty terrifying. 49: Do you like buying CDs and records? What was the last one you bought? I like buying CDs, but I don’t do it very often. The last CDs I purchased were Beyonce’s Lemonade and Chris Stapleton’s Traveler.  50: What's an odd thing you collect? Shark teeth? I don’t really collect anything anymore. 51: Think of a person. What song do you associate with them? My husband, and I think of “Kings and Queens” by 30 Seconds to Mars. 52: What are your favorite memes of the year so far? I haven’t seen many? 53: Have you ever watched the Rocky Horror Picture Show? Heathers? Beetlejuice? Pulp fiction? What do you think of them? I’ve only seen Beetlejuice and it was a long time ago. I remember thinking it was weird. 54: Who's the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face? My hubby - he was in an accident recently and his beloved truck was rendered totaled. 55: What's the most dramatic thing you've ever done to prove a point? Did my research!  56: What are some things you find endearing in people? Little actions that require observation. 57: Go listen to Bohemian Rhapsody. How did it make you feel? Did you dramatically reenact the lyrics? Of course. My cousin and I used to sing a scream-o version of it, and it cracks me up thinking about it every time. 58: Who's the wine mom and who's the vodka aunt in your group of friends? Why? Britney is the wine mom and I’m probably the Vodka Aunt. Or Alissa is the Vodka Aunt. 59: What's your favorite myth? Nessie the Loch Ness Monster. 60: Do you like poetry? What are some of your faves? All-time fave has always been “The Kiss” by Sarah Teasdale. 61: What's the stupidest gift you've ever given? The stupidest one you've ever received? I can’t say I’ve ever given or received a gag gift. 62: Do you drink juice in the morning? Which kind? Not usually, but if I do, it’s Apple Juice. 63: Are you fussy about your books and music? Do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be? I leave them be. 64: What color is the sky where you are right now? It’s a lovely dark blue. 65: Is there anyone you haven't seen in a long time who you'd love to hang out with? Anyone from college, tbh. 66: What would your ideal flower crown look like? Oh my, cafe au lait dahlias with some poppies for color! <3 67: How do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel? When they’re few and far between, inspired. 68: What's winter like where you live? So far, very mild. Lots of rain. We normally have a few big snowstorms though. 69: What are your favorite board games? Apples to Apples, Phase 10, and Uno. 70: Have you ever used a ouija board? Nope. 71: What's your favorite kind of tea? Lady Grey or Earl Grey. 72: Are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you'll forget it? Yes, absolutely. 73: What are some of your worst habits? I crack my knuckles. It drives my boss crazy. 74: Describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns. They are super caring, in tune with God, would give anything for those they’re close to. I admire them and their family so much for their resilience and strength. 75: Tell us about your pets! I have a cat. Her name is Bagheera - she is a black and brown striped tabby. And she’s a big meanie. Unfortunately /: Nice to me, not to other people. 76: Is there anything you should be doing right now but aren't? I should be taking a shower. 77: Pink or yellow lemonade? Classic yellow :) 78: Are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub? I like them. I’m not really passionate about loving or hating them. 79: What's one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you? Definitely any surprise trip or flowers, a phone call with a serenade, a random trip to watch stars. 80: What color are your bedroom walls? Did you choose that color? If so, why? They are eggshell or ivory. I didn’t choose them -- we just haven’t painted them since we’ve moved into our house. 81: Describe one of your friend's eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of. The water of Magen’s Bay in St. Thomas. 82: Are/were you good in school? I was alright, more on the “good” side, I guess.  83: What's some of your favorite album art? The Chainsmokers’ singles lately have been on. point. 84: Are you planning on getting tattoos? Which ones? I can never commit to any, so I doubt I’ll ever get one. 85: Do you read comics? What are your faves? The last time I read/bought a comic was when Captain America: Civil War came out. Before that, hardly EVER. It was all about Get Fuzzy in elementary/high school. 86: Do you like concept albums? Which ones? I don’t even know what they are, tbh. lol 87: What are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives? Into the Wild and The Secret Life of Walter Mitty. 88: Are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy? Whatever movement Albert Bierstadt was a part of. 89: Are you close to your parents? To my mom, yes. 90: Talk about your one of you favorite cities. I love London. I love how it feels, the energy, the history, the elegance and architecture, the tradition. I love it. 91: Where do you plan on traveling this year? Nowhere special. Maybe the Outer Banks for a long weekend?  92: Are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch? Barely sprinkles. I like the sauce better :) 93: What's the hairstyle you wear the most? Either air-dry or up in a pony tail. 94: Who was the last person you know to have a birthday? My uncle, whose birthday was Feb. 19. But my stepdad’s is on March 3 and my mom’s is on March 9. 95: What are your plans for this weekend? Sleep, church, movies. Pizza. lol 96: Do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot? I usually procrastinate. Lame. 97: Myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house? Myer Briggs is INFJ/ENFJ. Zodiac: Cancer. Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw. 98: When's the last time you went hiking? Did you enjoy it? Oh my. It’s been a while, but yes. I thoroughly enjoyed it. 99: List some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them. “Wonderland” by Taylor Swift. “Halocene” by Bon Iver. “Blinding” by Jakwob. “Feel So Close” by Calvin Harris. 100: If you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? Why? Definitely 5 years into the past because I would have done things so much differently as a teacher. I would have been more open to ALL of my students and taken advantage of the time I had to get to know as many of them as possible instead of just a small few. The future should be unknown - I’m excited about that.