#I’m 5’6 with shoes ok
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Me, learning that most of my mooties are taller than me despite me thinking my 5’5 ass was tall
@ghost-1-y @xxsabitoxx how dare y’all be younger but taller than me
#I’m 5’6 with shoes ok#even taller considering I wear platforms or heels on the regular#IM TALL IN MY FAMILY OK
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THERES SO MUCH I WABT TO SAY ABOUT THIS /POS
rant in the tags
nevermind I reached the tag limit. sigh. ok well there’s more I could say but in conclusion GOOD I LIKE THIS AU👍👍
Overdue info dump/reference sheet on my stupid fartsy pantsy lotf au (I call it ‘Lord of the Flies if William Golding Locked the Fuck in’ or, ‘Locked In Au’ for short ����) please be nice to me
Misc infodump that’s more to do with world building/designs ⬇️
Designs:
Not everything is particularly “set in stone”, these are kinda rough designs I’ve been working on. They might change in the future- might not. But that’s okay! I tried to make them distinct and more realistic, unfortunately my art style comes from drawing anime characters all my life so that didn’t really work out. Please think that Jack is ugly… my friend says that I made everyone conventionally attractive and I did not mean to- please think Maurice and Jack are ugly I’m begging. Also I’m aware Piggy is a bit thinner than he’s meant to be… I’m working on it. Hopefully the more I draw him, the more weight accurate he’ll be.
Also I’m keeping the heights in inches. Fuck you, I love my country 🇲🇾🇲🇾🇲🇾🇲🇾🇲🇾🇲🇾🦅🦅🦅🦅💥💥💥💥
World Building:
This is an au where their little plane didn’t crash and they took a trip to America for a choir show! Other kids besides the choir got to go on for good behavior/good grades. That’s where they all met and they all became friends :3 I am very boring, and enjoy slices of lives. I only wish for them to have a simple life living in late 1950s Britain and going to boarding school with each other.
I’ll post more about them, if you have any questions please use my ask box! I love looking through it
Bye bye
#‘share the same bed’ oh they’re so roommates. they complain about sharing a room all the time even though one of them signed up for it#on the rooming sign up sheets#i love you bitter Ralph#RAAJ THATS SO COOL#Simon praying with his rosary and Roger stopping himself from asking him to be more quiet#Roger would purposefully blow smoke on people. knowing they hate it just for the reaction#that’s like a third of the reason he smokes#‘5’4. pathetic’ ☹️#im. im a five four man.#5’6 if I wear my shoes though so HAH!! NORMAL HEIGHT☝️#it’s ok piggy I still love you 😞😞#‘thinks Jacks opinion is better since he likes boys’ IM GONNA CRY#is Maurice the type to find out your gay and go ‘but you don’t like ME right. because I’m a guy. right’#because he thinks it’s different if you’re gay#also piggy def puts all his pride into student council#it’s like his one way of proving himself#and also letting out his resentment and frustration about his own personal lack of control/respect in life#yes I am projecting#also Sam n Eric being slightly different is more accurate than you think!!#it’s because of epigenetics:3#your DNA is quite literally influenced by everything in your environment. Even your mental state#so it makes sense they’d become slightly different as they different experiences#my best friends are identical twins and they still have many physical differences:D#also also. don’t worry I think Jack is a little skrunkly#you didn’t make him too conventially attractive or anything#Simon being a gay ally is so real#and aro ace Simon?!? HELL YEAH#jack being the vice president and always trying to usurp Ralph for it#Ralph not caring. just ‘shut up I’m trying to work’#doesn’t think anything will happen until suddenly it’s election week and Jack has plastered promo posters of himself in the hallway
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Obey me! height headcanons
This isn’t revolutionary but I couldn’t stop thinking about this, especially asmo’s. For reference, I’m 5’2 and almost all of my shoes have platforms or are raised in some way because I like pretending I am taller than I actually am 💋 although in this case I think I’m winning for once (please tall people let me know what it’s like, the tallest person in my family is my dad at 5’5)
While I half wanted to make them unnaturally tall but I kept them within human possibility since these were their humans forms
1. Beel
100% the tallest, a beefcake of a man. Perfect for a boost up high, like during hanging up decorations or cleaning. When it’s the twins birthday, it’s a struggle to hang up the decorations. Nobody is as reliable as him. I imagine he’s about 6’3 or 6’4. The best for using scary dog privileges, going anywhere with him guarantees elite treatment. It would be so easy for me to get piggy back rides cause he wouldn’t want to leave me behind
2. Lucifer
He can’t be that far behind. I imagine him at like 6’2. Part of the reason people are scared or HoL is because of his height. Me personally, I’m scared by anyone I have to look right up at and he definitely falls in this category. Lucifer would make me shit my pants. At least Beel isn’t consult scowling and yelling. Would definitely use his height to my advantage, like making him clear a path for my through a crowd or to tell the fast food worker I wanted no pickles on my burger.
3. Levi
I definitely picture him as a taller dude, but nobody can every guess because he has terrible posture and is always staring down. Like, tall Levi is doing something for me. Lanky little gamer guy that no one knew was actually like 5’10 because 95% of the time he’s at home and the other 5% is when he’s playing a game.
4. Belphie
Another one I picture as lanky, but is constantly asleep so people don’t realize. He’s always curled up somewhere. Another sloucher 100%. He still insists on being carried around by Mammon even though he’s taller. Probably 5’9 or 5’10
5. Satan
I feel like he’s the Mr. Average in the height department. He’s the only brother who’s a demon, so it makes sense to me that he’s the most normal. Not that being super tall or short is bad, but he would fit in the most (which is saying a lot). I think he’s about 5’8. Demons are probably tall since it’s harder to intimidate a human if they’re taller than you. Nobody dares to comment on this, though. If they’re not Mc, you’re probably going to die which lucky us!! we are mc
6. Mammon
Short king! Not the shortest but I feel like him being not super tall adds to his appeal as a tsundere. He’s just short and (pretending to be) angry. I think he’s 5’6 or 5’7. He gets made fun of his height by his brothers even though Asmo is shorter. I like to think he also likes shoes that make him taller, it seems very him. he’s just cute ok <33
7. Asmo
He’s not that short but he just happens to be the shortest in their family. I imagine him about 5’6 which is funny to me to think this twink is taller than my father. I’m foaming at the mouth thinking about sharing a wardrobe with him, and if you happen to been a similar height to him, then it’s like you just won the lottery. I’m dying to have a mini fashion show with him 😭 it’s kinda funny to me to think that Asmo, who I personally think is the shortest, is stronger than Beel, who’s universally agreed to be the tallest. Height isn’t everything is what I learned from this
#obey me#obey me!#obey me levi#obey me satan#obey me x reader#obey me belphie#obey me asmo#obey me beel#obey me mammon#obey me lucifer#headcanons
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Hi!! ive always wanted to do a matchmaking request for the lost boys <33
* Physical appearance-
i’ve got wavy blue hair, cut up to my ears, basically brahms hair cut but grown out! i have green/brown eyes, and i have so many beauty marks all over my body. i’m 5’6, and have ear piercing + a septum! i have -5 vision so i need glasses ;-;
* Style-
as of right now i dress like a dad or that one uncle, cargo shorts, over sized tshirt, hawaiian shirts or hoodie, rings and necklaces [lots of thrm] earrings and nose ring!! i always make sure i have cool socks on tho, gotta keep up the style!! i usually carry a canva messenger bag with me. for shoes it’s probably doc martens!
* Favorite food
spinach, pickle flavoured sun flower seeds, ramen, calamari, rice, simple foods mostly
* Gender preference -
any gender works for me! i just tend to lean more towards men <3
* 1-2 hobbies -
i absolutely love crafting, no matter what it is, i want to make stuff! it’s not really a hobbit but i love taxidermy, when i did my first rat i fell in love with it and want to do more, so anything relating to death is a bobbie for me 🫶
* Music tastes-
sad love songs, metal music, fnaf music, french music,, it’s very all over the place right now here are the most listened to songs from me! loosing my mind - dennis domian, atlantis - seafret, ça va - emile bilodeau, we’re not gonna take it - twisted sisters, it’s a little of everything yknoe
* Favorite animal-
i think my favorite animals are between sharks, the stoplight loose jaw fish, frogs, rats and worms!!
* Favorite movie/genre -
For genre it’s horror all the way, but for favorite movies? my favorite movies are the lost boys, scream, labyrinth, 9, ferngully, dead poets society and the last unicorn!
* 1-2 personality traits -
im childish, but gruesome thinking, and i have terrible adhd and can basically remember nothing
* Gender
i have no gender 🫶 but i lean towards male pronouns
* Fandom (max 3) - which movie/tv show
the lost boys please!!
* How many characters?
1. 1 fandom: maximum 2
3. 2-3 fandoms: maximum 3
whoever you see fif
* Zodiac sign
i’m a taurus✋
* 1-2 traits you look for in partner
in a partner i just really want someone who will love me for me, that’s understanding and will get i habe my ups n downs, but also someone who’s down to do stupid stuff when the time comes yknow? i’m a really big person on giving gifts to people, so someone who could possibly match that energy❓
here’s some extra info about me tho
i’m aro-ace! the type of aromatic that’s cupioromantic, and a mostly sex-repulsed asexual. now the sex repulsed part is mostly towards myself, i don’t wanna see other people or myself naked, watchjng sex scenes is less bad, still weird to me tho,, i speak frnech since i learnt it when i was also learning english! so i’m sorry if my spelling is off or there’s mistakes 😭 i have writing issues shsishshs
this is so exciting i hope i gave you enough info!!
Ok before I get into this: YOU ARE SO COOL. YOURE LIKE A COOLER VERSION OF WHO I WANT TO BE. Pickle flavored sunflower seeds are amazing, but I always accidentally eat the shells haha:] don’t worry your spelling is great, also I wish I was taught another language when I was young, my mom hired a Chinese teacher and I remember 1 song, but we stopped when I was 4 (started at 2) and I don’t remember anything else<\\\3
I Ship You With….
Marko! You want someone who also likes giving/receiving gifts? HE IS YOUR MAN!!! Holy shit he’s gonna give you so many gifts you won’t be able to move around your home.
He’s a vampire, so who is he to judge anyone? As long as someone is not a hateful bigot or an asshole, he’ll find a way to vibe. He himself struggles with anger issues, so he understands mental health a bit and does his best. Besides Paul, he’s the boy most likely to do stupid shit with you, mainly bc he enjoys being a gremlin.
Lil personal hc here: Marko is Trans, so when it comes to you not having a gender, it’s the equivalent of someone not having blonde hair to him: he doesn’t care. He’s just happy to have you as a partner
Marko is very used to being around Paul, so ADHD and childish behavior doesn’t bother him, and he’s gonna encourage your gruesome thinking as much as he can.
His favorite things about your style is your hair, socks and piercings, certainly begging to re dye it himself and buying you guys socks. He buys 2 pairs, takes one of each pair, and gives you the remaining two. He loves to do this instead of matching things in the normal way.
He is an artsy dude, focusing mostly on clothes himself. But once you tell him about taxidermy? He’s on his hands and knees asking you to show him how. He obviously knew what it was, just for some reason it never connected in his head that it’s a real thing ppl do.
On dates he takes you to local flee markets/ art shows to get things and make art out of whatever thing inspires you too.
After one of his favorite pigeons passes, he will ask if you could taxidermy it for him and keeps it safely in his room.
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Can I have your height headcanons of these characters pls: Lin, Carlos, Shaundi, Viola, and Kiki
sure can !
lin: 5’3” (i’m unwavering on this. with shoes sometimes she’s like 5’5” but don’t be fooled)
carlos: 5’5” (we love a short king)
shaundi: 5’2” (she’s tiny ok. not taking criticism. we know the boss has to bend down to talk to her. she seems much taller than she really is in srtt but that’s bc she’s wearing big ass boots)
viola: 5’6” (kind of tall compared to the others, but only average height)
kiki: 5’8” (i hc that kiki is trans and already hit a bit of a growth spurt before transitioning. there are tiny differences between she and viola, and though outwardly they claim to be identical, kiki still owns and loves these differences)
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jesus christ that’s a lot but okay
I assume this is how you play?
1. whats your favorite thing in your room? this is a good question, probably my stuffed animals
2. how tall do you wish you were? like, 5’5? 5’6?
3. what color is your hair? dirty blonde
4. whats a rare fear that you have? worms. I cannot fucking stand them. it’s the way they move why is itlikethatstopittheyFUCKINGMULTIPLY
5. are you single? no
6. has your heart ever been broken? yes
7. what was your favorite thing as a kid? organizing my toys, and owls.
8. favorite coping mechanism? rocking :3 or denying it
9. whats your favorite love language? okay idk if this is receiving but I show it as gift giving/words of affirmation, and I like receiving quality time and words of affirmation!
10. how often do you get nervous? all the fucking time (diagnosed generalized anxiety core <3)
11. if you had three wishes, would you use them? yes
12. if you could be fluent in any language which one would it be? assuming I can keep my current language (english), sign language if it counts, otherwise French so I can ace it in school or Japanese
13. where do you wish to live? canada or something idk
14. what's something surprising about you? i’m not that interesting
15. when did you last shower? last night
16. when did you first join tumblr? shit idk I believe early this year MAYBE late last year i’m baby to this app
17. do you want any tattoos? if so, where, what, and why? okay Im getting one on my arm, matching with my dad; every night we say “I love you to the moon…” “…and back” so that’s what we are getting, and i’ll probably get a semicolon at some point.
18. whats the most prominent dream youve had? it was this horrifying lucid dream where I told my 2 best friends it was a dream and one turned into a demon the other tried to gaslight me. haunts me.
19. whats your dream job? i want to run my own salon or do something with physiology, but I think i’ll be a school counselor
20. whats your ideal date? ok ok ok picnic, secluded spot of a park, watch the sunset, painting. (all of those at once ofc)
21. what do you wish you could do better? play tennis i’m so bad at itttt
22. what country would you live in if you could? I have no clue
23. whos the best person you know? I know too many cool people for that. let’s go Z, M, J, R, C?
24. have you ever walked into something you shouldnt have? 🙁
25. whats your favorite holiday? christmas..I just love the vibes of it man
26. when have you been most embarrassed? I don’t wanna talk about it 😞
27. whats your favorite halloween costume? last year I did kuromi, kinda cool tbh
28. what are you best at? I think i’m good at acting, I can cry on demand and shit (without touching my eyes at all)
29. do you know how to tie your shoes? YES?????????????? WHO IS ON TUMBLR BUT CANT TIE THERE SHOE (unless disabled, obviously)
30. do you have siblings? ya, older sister
31. if you could know one thing about the future what do you wanna know? if I still know my current friends well
32. whats a dealbreaker for you? if they use any of the following as insults genuinely : gay, autistic, retard
33. whats your favorite current class? i’m a fucking nerd so like math or art
34. how many people have you dated? 3 technically but i’m gonna say 2
35. how often do you wash your hair? daily, it’s otherwise a total mess
36. do you daydream? what about? yes, I actually cannot share what
37. where do you go to be alone? my room, lol
38. which parent do you like more? you can’t do this to me bro
39. whats the one standard you hold yourself to? you can feel whatever, but you can’t take your emotions out on people.
40. whos voice do you enjoy? my girlfriends 🤧
41. if you could announce one thing to the world what would it be? “ur mom” or something really deep.
42. whats one thing you wanna do but havent yet? go zip lining!
43. what do you wish you never did? I wish I never left that sleepover
44. do you believe in life after death? nah, not really
45. do you prefer book over movie? I get too bored with both, lets go book tho.
46. whats your favorite season? summerrrr
47. whats your favorite time of day? midnight, or like, 3 am, or 2 pm
48. do you have a beloved stuffed animal? my pink bear! he’s like 2 or 3 feet tall, I won him at a fair, i’ve had him since I was shorter than him. (I think you can guess what he looks like)
49. whens a time you wish you acted differently? oh there’s so many, lets go with my tennis awards banquet last week.
50. what's something you wish that you never bought? this one pen that broke the NEXT DAY. still angry. {its been 3 years}
51. do you have your own room? yep
52. whats your favorite book? under my reading level ofc, but the someday suitcase makes me so emotional
53. who's someone you hate? this girl, K, who has feet pics of everyone, hits my best friend, and says L to serious shit.
54. whats your best hottake? it doesn’t matter what pronouns 10 year old emily uses, an this is form someone who actually can’t use neopronouns and just uses they or there name, how the actual FUCK does it effect you
55. whats your favorite game? probably any of these : sally face, fran bow, little misfortune, there is no game 2
56. whens a time you felt real genuine fear? when I was trying to shower and my sister banged on the door screaming and crying hitting so hard the room shook is one instance.
57. are you a morning person? absolutely not
58. do you drink enough water? …….
59. how different are you from the little kid you used to be? very
60. do you enjoy tumblr? yes
61. have you ever had a tumblr experience that made you wanna delete the app? nah not yet lol
62. whats your least favorite game? uh, idk
63. were you a markiplier fan? no
64. how do you respond to compliments? *nervouse giggle*
65. whats something that would make you fall in love? free bread
66. do you believe in marriage? eh I probably won’t get married
67. do you have a crush on someone? yesnt
68. do you like tumblr? mhm!
69. were you a voltron stan? who?
70. whats your favorite ship? ugh okay so any of these : huskerdust (hazbin), hananene (tbhk), oneminexotori (komi)
71. whats your favorite song? I don’t have one atm, sorry
72. do you like loud crowds? NO WAY
73. have you ever created conflict on purpose? well duhhh
74. how do you sleep? I don’t
75. do you bite your lips? yes :’)
76. do you use chapstick? ofc
77. do you have any pets? yes, dog named marley!
78. what color are your eyes?hazel
79. what's something you wish you could change about yourself? my stomach
80. have you ever had surgery? no thank god, might end up having to for my scoliosis
81. whats your least favorite animal? I don’t have one
82. whats somethina that voure really bad at? speaking. I stutter. it has actually led me to accidentally curse in front of my teachers and on top of that say a fucking SLUR. words don’t work right :( /srs
84. do you have an sqishmellows? mhm! a lot, hello kitty ones too!
85. do you enjoy fast food? yes
86. do you like soda? affirmative
87. what grade are you in? N/A
88. do you wear any jewelry? yes, mainly bracelets and necklaces!
89. what socials do you use? tumblr pinterest yt discord
90. whats your lowest grade in school right now? a D in band (don’t ask)
91. whats the latest youve stayed up till? 6 am
92. did you ever have bangs? yes
93. what trends did you hate? hot take but clean girl makeup
94. whats your favorite item of clothing? ohhh, my zip up hoodies
95. do you like dinosaurs? YESYESYES
96. whats your opinion on body hair? natural and gorgeous
97. whats your least favorite time? 12:21 pm
98. do you make a wish at 11:11? yes
99. do you have your phone on military or regular? military, suck it up losers
100. have you ever been to church? I used to go, yeah
101. are you Igbta? NOOOOOOOOOOOO (yes)
ask game
1. whats your favorite thing in your room?
2. how tall do you wish you were?
3. what color is your hair?
4. whats a rare fear that you have?
5. are you single?
6. has your heart ever been broken?
7. what was your favorite thing as a kid?
8. favorite coping mechanism?
9. whats your favorite love language?
10. how often do you get nervous?
11. if you had three wishes, would you use them?
12. if you could be fluent in any language which one would it be?
13. where do you wish to live?
14. what’s something surprising about you?
15. when did you last shower?
16. when did you first join tumblr?
17. do you want any tattoos? if so, where, what, and why?
18. whats the most prominent dream youve had?
19. whats your dream job?
20. whats your ideal date?
21. what do you wish you could do better?
22. what country would you live in if you could?
23. whos the best person you know?
24. have you ever walked into something you shouldnt have?
25. whats your favorite holiday?
26. when have you been most embarrassed?
27. whats your favorite halloween costume?
28. what are you best at?
29. do you know how to tie your shoes?
30. do you have siblings?
31. if you could know one thing about the future what do you wanna know?
32. whats a dealbreaker for you?
33. whats your favorite current class?
34. how many people have you dated?
35. how often do you wash your hair?
36. do you daydream? what about?
37. where do you go to be alone?
38. which parent do you like more?
39. whats the one standard you hold yourself to?
40. whos voice do you enjoy?
41. if you could announce one thing to the world what would it be?
42. whats one thing you wanna do but havent yet?
43. what do you wish you never did?
44. do you believe in life after death?
45. do you prefer book over movie?
46. whats your favorite season?
47. whats your favorite time of day
48. do you have a beloved stuffed animal?
49. whens a time you wish you acted differently?
50. what’s something you wish that you never bought?
51. do you have your own room?
52. whats your favorite book?
53. who’s someone you hate?
54. whats your best hottake?
55. whats your favorite game?
56. whens a time you felt real genuine fear?
57. are you a morning person?
58. do you drink enough water?
59. how different are you from the little kid you used to be?
60. do you enjoy tumblr?
61. have you ever had a tumblr experience that made you wanna delete the app?
62. whats your least favorite game?
63. were you a markiplier fan?
64. how do you respond to compliments?
65. whats something that would make you fall in love?
66. do you believe in marriage?
67. do you have a crush on someone?
68. do you like tumblr?
69. were you a voltron stan?
70. whats your favorite ship?
71. whats your favorite song?
72. do you like loud crowds?
73. have you ever created conflict on purpose?
74. how do you sleep?
75. do you bite your lips?
76. do you use chapstick?
77. do you have any pets?
78. what color are your eyes?
79. what’s something you wish you could change about yourself?
80. have you ever had surgery?
81. whats your least favorite animal?
82. whats something that youre really bad at?
83. do you have an sqishmellows?
84. do you enjoy fast food?
85. do you like soda?
86. what grade are you in?
87. do you wear any jewelry?
88. what socials do you use?
89. whats your lowest grade in school right now?
90. whats the latest youve stayed up till?
91. did you ever have bangs?
92. what trends did you hate?
93. whats your favorite item of clothing?
94. do you like dinosaurs?
95. whats your opinion on body hair?
96. whats your least favorite time?
97. do you make a wish at 11:11?
98. do you have your phone on military or regular?
99. have you ever been to church?
100. are you lgbtq?
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Dec 6th
🎁Hiiiiii💚
Awww your cats 🐱 💖 I love when people are cat lovers! The last of us (I only think Pedro Pascal is 🔥 in the show, anything else no thanks…it’s a hot take I know lol) , game of thrones, bridgerton and the witcher (Henry Cavill🔥) are my favorites too.
And Ooo those pictures of Jake 😮💨 *sighs* that man… Ok back to the questions:
You said you’re from Texas, have you ever been to a fair? The fairs close to my city are just ok. I love the deep fried Oreos though!
How tall are you? Do you wish you were taller or shorter?
How would you describe your clothing style/aesthetic?
Lastly….
What gvf masterclass videos brought you the most joy?
🎁💚🎁💚🎁💚🎁
Your Secret Santa 🎄
i enjoy pedro very much in the last of us too lol aside from his looks i think he plays joel very well and i also just love joel’s character. so sad henry wont be geralt anymore though :(
jake is so <3333
i have been to the fair! i grew up right outside of dallas, so our schools would get free tickets for the students. id like to go as an adult to enjoy it more bc we couldn’t really afford the rides and food when i was younger. plus now i can drink lol. big tex is really fucking huge btw, it’s kinda terrifying. i also went to a small fair in my college town in oklahoma which was fun! ummm my senior year of high school they took us to a renaissance fair and that was cool as fuck, i wish i appreciated it more back then but of course i was caught up in high school bs lol
i’m 5’2, almost 5’3. i wish i was a little taller, just like 5’5 or 5’6 maybe. mainly bc i cant even reach the top shelves in my own home and thats annoying lol
oh boy i don’t even know. clothing wise, im all about comfort unless im going out. i would wear leggings and a crewneck everywhere or nike shorts and an oversized shirt if it was acceptable. white low top converse are my everyday shoe. i dont think i really have a clothing specific style honestly. lots of skinny and flare jeans, boots and cute crop tops with jackets for going out. as for aesthetic… hmmm its a mix of things. whimsigoth, dark academia, kinda cottagecore… idk i dont really stick to a certain aesthetic, i kinda just do whatever (aquarius rising for you lol) but i think those best represent me atm
hmmm honestly they all brought me joy. they were all funny in their own way. i guess the blooper reel since they’re all in it if that counts lol
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Here you go!!:
I’m pale, sort of auburn-blonde, green grey eyed, 5’6” and fairly slender but with big boobs and hips.
I'm very passionate, always smiling, empathetic, sarcastic, smart, and easy going. I hide behind my humor so people can’t get too close, and I overcompensate my shyness by talking to everyone, so no one believes I really am. I’m riddled with anxiety and massively self critical and can be stubborn and proud. I feel like inevitably I’ll disappoint everyone, so I’m always waiting for the other shoe to drop. But I try to always put others first, and I like to challenge myself. I’m fiercely loyal once I let someone get close to me.
I love animals, especially dogs (I have 9, plus 1 geriatric cat and 8 chickens). I also love learning about anything and everything; I spend a lot of free time listening to lectures. I’m an avid traveler and reader (mostly fantasy). Music is very important to me, and I listen to just about every genre from every era. Drawing and painting are my catharsis, but I love doing anything creative, which has led to me starting a million hobbies and quitting when I get bored.
I’m an INFP-T, enneagram 4, Libra, Slytherin.
You’re really amazing!! 😍😍
Ok let's get into this... First of all this is so late but I've been in a depressed state for like two months straight. It's. Fine. However;
I ship you with.... Eugene Sledge
You both can be fairly soft and vulnerable around each other.
He understands that you have a tendency to be overly self-critical which results in him throwing random affirmations your way !!
You two definitely read together, not the same book but together. Let me paint the picture; You two sit together in a field of flowers and just read. There is no expectation of conversation just each other's presence is suffice.
Whatever you listen to he will also try to listen to.
He'll even read facts about band members so when a song plays he can tell you a fact about the band. Which can lead into a whole discussion.
He buys you art supplies every month.
Like it's just a way to remind you of his love, so he will buy something without being promoted.
I think Eugene is...an understanding person which can be reflected in how he treats your emotional woes.
He will make sure to take care of you when you feel blue.
In other words, you've struck gold.
Oh, you know what, now that I've said that. I'm giving you a song I think would summarise your relationship; You are gold by the national parks. Good song. Good band.
Okay once again, I want to reiterate how terribly bad I've felt for having this on hold. I have literally thought of this ship before going to bed, kicking myself. Like I said, I was depressed but I wish I would've done this soon. It was highly unfair to you. I hope this is nice and I hope you find it. I'm so sorry.
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Halloween Party Swap:
The Halloween party between all the cool kids was just a few days away, and the winner of the costume party would supposedly get to bang Christine, she was the baddest bitch on campus, 5’6, D sized tits, the type of girl who had access to “mommies and daddy’s” money, everyone knew she had a lot of work done but that didn’t change from how fucking hot she was
How ever I didn’t really have a costume picked out… one of my buddies told me about this magic spell that could swap people’s bodies, reason he told me is cause he was gonna swap with this Chinese student who had a thick accent, and just go full stereotype and wear one of those straw hats the rice farmers use to wear in Asia, while also carrying around a rice cooker, asking people if they wanted rice
A few other people were running with this idea and so a lot of people already knew that not everyone is gonna be who they seem, so if they enter the contest they just gotta tell their real names
Now don’t get me wrong, my friend had a pretty good and pretty hilarious idea, it would really be hard to top that, but I think I could manage
I met up with the biggest nerd on campus, Davis, and told him about the party, he told me he already knew but also knew he wasn’t invited
“Bro if you help me with my costume, I’ll get you in, I promise” I said trying to convince him to come
“Ok, ya cool, I’d love to go to a party, what’s your costume” Davis said excitedly
“Um well you see Davis… I was hoping you could be my costume” I said continuing to explain the situation to him
He didn’t seem to buy it at first
“ so your telling me, you wanna swap bodies with me, dress extra nerdy, just to win some contest to fuck a chick?… quit fucking with me, everyone knows it’s not possible to swap bodies, and that magic doesn’t exist. grow up.” He said walking away
I continued to walk behind him and ask”come on bro, some of my other friends have already done it, why not, I mean you’d get to be me for a couple days”
“You know what?” He said stopping and turning around
If you want my body and can somehow use magic to swap us, sure I’d love to be you Brad ” he said turning around and continuing to his next class
“You won’t regret it” I yelled
Later that night before bed I starting looking at the spell online that my friend sent me, underneath it in some of the smallest font a computer can make, was a list of side effects
I had to zoom in just to see them, only thing that stuck out is if both individuals cum inside their bodies, the swap becomes permanent…
Now typically I would just, not jerk off in Davis’s body, but I’ve herd the stories, and apparently bro is a premature cummer, I’m talking like, just looking at too hot of a bitch could make him cum
So I did the only logical thing someone in my shoes would do, I went into my girlfriend’s drawer (well, she’s not really my girlfriend, but like a long term fling), and grabbed a chastity lock that my girl likes to use on me when she’s feeling extra kinky that night, and locked my cock in it and hid the key
It was a tight fit while soft and absolutely hurt while hard but I guess that’s the price he’ll have to pay if he wants to be me for a couple days
I proceeded to do the spell and nothing happened
I texted my friend who already did it with that Asian guy and asked what was up. He told me it takes effect while we’re sleeping, he then asked who I’d be swapping with, when I told him, he was a bit upset but proud of my idea “ dam bro, that’s a good one, I wish I would have thought about that”
So I decided I guess I should go to sleep, no better way to kill time right haha? I just wanna win this competition so bad so I can fuck Christine
The next day I woke up in a dorm that looked nothing like mine, all my posters of nude girls were gone (which I typically take down when I have girls over) and my posters of cars and shit
I instantly thought and new that it had to worked I got up feeling extremely boney and rushed to a mirror, the face that greeted me was this
Now typically someone that’s a hot certified fuck boi like myself would be upset they got swapped into a nerds body, but I was ecstatic. I mean ya I was ugly as shit and these braces looked fuck, man who in college still wears braces haha .
But man, I’m so gonna win this competition I said, getting dressed in a rush, not bothering to check out my crappy body.
I proceeded to go to the customs store and by a stereotype nerd costume to add to the “costume” I’m wearing now… white shirt with a pocket calculator, and pants held up by suspenders
As I was checking out at the register I started getting texts from my old body
“Hey um bro, I woke up in your body, I can’t believe it worked, this is crazy, but um, what’s this thing on my cock and how do I get it off, it kinda hurts my dick bro”
I smirked at the texts, I knew he’d want out of my chastity lock
“It’s a chastity lock, keeps you from pleasuring yourself, and you don’t… that’s the price you gotta pay if you want to be me” I replied putting my phone away and walking home with the costume in a bag
When I got home I had numerous texts from Davis, BEGGING me to get it unlocked
“ Brad come on dude, this hurts really bad and since I can’t jerk it, all I can do is keep staring and or adjusting it so it don’t hurt as much, doesn’t really help much but…”
“Brad, help me out here”
I decided to reply back and let him know why I can’t unlock it
“Look Davis, it’s there for a reason, If we both cum, we’re stuck like this and can’t swap back, and I’ve herd the stories about how just a girl talking to you can make you cum, so I’m not risking you jerking off in my body, and then me having a accident or something in yours… plus I’ve hidden the key so don’t think about trying to unlock it, that stays on untill we swap back, got it?”
“Ya got it, you’ve hidden the key so it stays on” he replied back
After that, I didn’t hear from David for the rest of the day…
Truthfully I’ve been holding in the urge to piss and shit all day, so once I got back to David’s dorm, I couldn’t take it anymore and rushed to the bathroom
As I’m blowin it up I have my eyes resting in my arms trying not to look at his junk but I caught a glimpse and had to look
“ no fucking way” I said as I removed an arm and took a look
“It’s so small it doesn’t even hang haha, this thing is pathetic, maybe like an inch soft, it kinda curls into itself” I said as I got done with natures call
“ I wonder how big it is hard” I thought to myself as imagined naked chicks
I watched as it grew to a pathetic 3 and a half inches
“Dam I would hate to be this guy haha” I said as I gave it a quick tug
That was a mistake, I almost blew it right there
“Jesus Christ, that was close, the rumors really undersold him, he’s not a premature cumer, he’s extremely premature” I said getting up making sure to be as careful as possible to not make myself cum.
………………………………………….
The night of the Halloween party came and I went, fully dressed in my nerd costume, suspenders and all
There was a lot of hot chicks around and at some point in the night they announced via the DJ that costume swaps that involved swapping we’re not gonna be counted in this years contest
“Man this is stupid” I said angrily walking to start getting drinks, that was probably the worst decision of the night because after an hour of drinking, I saw my body walk in, in this skeleton costume, now I shouldn’t be mad cause I did say I’d get him into the party, but what had me upset was the skeleton costume had an extra bone. My dick, he must have gotten out of the chastity lock somehow? Maybe he found the key?
I won’t lie, I was already hard from looking at all the hot chicks that I can’t fuck, mainly due to the rules of the swap, and due to how none of them wanna fuck this nerd…
But when I saw my body walk in, in that costume, displaying my dick though a costume I was gonna originally wear, and knowing I was disqualified myself from the contest, I let lose.
I got absolutely trashed, the last thing I remember before blacking out was Davis coming up to me an making small talk
“Hey bro, I herd they’re not counting swapped costumes this year” he said looking down at me
“Ya” I said looking up from my cup “so ima just drink my problems away and swap us back tomorrow night… I see you don’t have that chastity lock on anymore”
“Ya, I found the lock but I decided I’d need a costume and found this in your room, I’m guessing this was your original idea” he said giving his dick a quick pull.
“Ya” I said looking back down at my cup
Davis lightly slapped my arm and said “ aye don’t worry tho, I haven’t cummed yet, kinda hard staying erect for this costume all night haha”
“That’s good” I said, and then blacked out
I woke up in the middle of the night still drunk as fuck and couldn’t think straight
I saw Christine kissing my old body on the couch and got hard immediately
I rolled over to face them and whipped my dick our starting to slowly massage it
“Oh fuck ya, I always knew I’d end up with her” I said
“Christine looked over and without saying a word smacked my body to look this way”
Davis told her “it’s fine, he’s probably sexless and just living out some sick fantasy in his head, I mean maybe we should help him, how about instead of fucking tonight, we can just match him, and you can give me a hand job, and we can call it even if you want”
“Ok” she said putting back on her sexy face and proceeding to start giving Davis a hand job in my body
“Oh fuck this is so hot, a handjob from Christine, it feels so go-O-OD I said to myself cumming in my hand and falling asleep, not aware that I’m not actually me anymore and was just watching from Davis’s real body, not some out of body experience where I watch from the 3rd person
I awoke the next day with my pants down and my hand feeling Crusty,
“Ew, what happened last night?” I said to myself
I looked around and saw my body still on the couch, no longer with a boner, “Jesus how long did he hold that thing” I thought to myself
I reached over and threw a pillow at Davis’s head, waking him up
“ I’m up” he said frantically shooting upright
“Hey what happened last night” I said looking confused “why are my pants down”
“Oh you got drunk as fuck last night and jerked off last night on the couch” he said with a smile
“Oh shit did I? Well good save bro, I owe you one, I think ima get dressed and go home, we should be back to our normal selves tomorrow” I said getting up
“ I don’t think that’ll happen” Davis said standing up
“Woah woah why not?” I said looking concerned
He pointed down at his dick and I could see a white stain
“Did I mention you jerked off to Christine making out with me, and then proceeded to give me a handjob when she saw you jerking to us?” He said with a smile on his face
“How was it, was it worth the cumming” he said seeming excited at me slowly piecing things together
“I-I-don’t remember, you just let her jerk you off bro? Did you finish? Please tell me no”
“ dam that’s ashame, you seemed so satisfied after you lasted way longer than I typically do, you lasted about 2 minutes, there wasn’t a lot of cum at all but, hey, it still happened” he said smirking
“And I won’t say I did cum, but I also won’t say I didn’t, I think the stain in your costume answers that question pretty well hahahaha” he said laughing with the biggest shit eating grin I’ve ever seen
“ man, sorry you couldn’t help yourself last night but neither could I, I mean it’s not all bad tho, I get to stay as a bonafide fuck boi, this couldn’t have ended better for me” he said turning and walking out the door, leaving me to ponder what exactly went wrong last night tripping me in his nerdy body
#Edit I know this is a little out of season but I’ve been saving this story for awhile and just find it too hot not to post, hope tumblr don’t block it, if so it’ll have to wait till my patreon
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ok, i have to know. Please
So what sort of trauma does dad have?
Also how tall is everyone?
“Trauma?” Vermont asked with a frown, “I’m not sure if you’d call it trauma, but... Well, I guess participating in Dad’s wars wasn’t always pretty. Then I was there when the Hartford Railroad Disaster happened... Not fun to helplessly watch. The Flood of 1927 was terrible too. More recently, Tropical Storm Irene, but it’s not like I’m the only one to get affected by storms... I was pretty lonely for the majority of my childhood too, but I don't think that would be classified as traumatic. I’m pretty sure it didn't even leave any lasting effects—”
“Monty!” New Hampshire called, “We’re going to get some groceries. Do you want to come or just chill here by yourse—?”
“WaitnoI’mcoming—”
“Are you sure? Nutmeg’s driving,” Massachusetts explained as he tied his shoe, a distant ‘Ay, f**k you! I’m a great driver!’ sounding in the distance from Connecticut.
“YepI’msuredon’tleavemealone!” Vermont begged as he scrambled to get ready to leave with them.
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“Heights?” Rhode Island grumbled, “Not sure why it’s so important for you people, but I’m 5’—“
“That’s being generous,” Arizona interrupted, looking down at Rhode, “You’re like, what, 7 inches tall?
“…SEVEN INCHES IN YOUR MO—”
HEIGHTS
Rhode Island: 5’ and ready to kill.
Delaware: 5’1 and ready to be morally conflicted about the murder.
Connecticut: 5’3 1/2 and ready to be the getaway driver.
New Jersey: 5’3 3/4 and ready to dispose of the body.
New Hampshire: 5’4 and ready to frame someone else for the murder.
Vermont: 5’4 and ready to be framed by New Hampshire for murder.
Massachusetts: 5’4 and ready to set up a fake alibi for everyone involved in the murder.
Hawaii: 5’4 and ready to have a suspicion that Vermont’s innocent.
Maryland: 5’4 1/2 and ready to be the one who arrests Vermont.
West Virginia: 5’5 1/2 and ready to investigate the murder.
South Carolina: 5’6 and ready to accuse Vermont of murder in court.
Maine: 5’6 1/2 and ready to be Vermont’s lawyer.
Indiana: 5’6 1/2 and ready to sentence Vermont to thirty years in prison.
Kentucky: 5’7 1/4 and ready to be Vermont’s cellmate after being sentenced to fifteen years in prison for eating every bird he saw on the front lawn.
Tennessee: 5’7 3/4 and ready to begrudgingly visit Kentucky every other month.
Virginia: 5’7 3/4 and ready to offer assistance as a detective to Hawaii to see if her suspicions were true.
Ohio: 5’8 1/4 and ready to be the first person to get questioned by Hawaii and Virginia.
Pennsylvania: 5’8 1/2 and ready to warn Delaware about Hawaii and Virginia’s investigation after Ohio tells him about it.
Washington DC: 5’9 and ready to notice how nervous Delaware appears to be and ask him if everything’s alright.
Mississippi: 5’9 and ready to accidentally interrupt the conversation before Delaware cracks and confesses everything.
Louisiana: 5’9 1/2 and ready to carry a message to Rhode Island from Delaware that says Virginia and Hawaii are on their trail.
Alabama: 5’9 1/2, single, and ready to mingle.
Arkansas: 5’9 1/2 and ready to lend Virginia and Hawaii one of his retired police dogs to aid them in their investigation.
North Carolina: 5’9 1/2 and ready to give Alabama the worst dating advice in existence.
New York: 5’9 3/4 and ready to give Hawaii and Virginia their first piece of evidence that indicates Vermont might be innocent.
Iowa: 5’10 and ready to offer Alabama some popcorn and words of encouragement after Alabama’s date stormed off on him due to North Carolina’s terrible advice.
Illinois: 5’10 and ready to tell Rhode Island the perfect people to hire who could go after Virginia and Hawaii to throw them off of his scent.
Georgia: 5’10 1/2 and ready to give Alabama actual dating advice.
Wisconsin: 5’11 and ready to be one of the perfect people to be hired to go after Virginia and Hawaii to throw them off Rhode Island’s scent.
Florida: 5’11 and ready to be another one of the perfect people to be hired to go after Virginia and Hawaii to throw them off Rhode Island’s scent.
Missouri: 6’ and ready to set Alabama up with one of her friends.
Oklahoma: 6’ and ready to be the one who visits Vermont in jail and explains what Hawaii and Virginia are doing, including that he thinks the real murderer might of sent some people after them.
North Dakota: 6’ and ready to help Vermont and Kentucky make an escape plan so they can all ditch prison and help Hawaii and Virginia before it’s too late since North Dakota got arrested for drugs and had nothing else to do.
Washington: 6’ 1/2 and ready to give Alabama a high-five after his date went well.
South Dakota: 6’1 and ready to hide North Dakota, Vermont, and Kentucky from the cops.
Nebraska: 6’1 and ready to help Rhode Island hire an assassin to take down Virginia and Hawaii.
Kansas: 6’3 and ready to overhear Nebraska’s conversation and warn Virginia and Hawaii so they could lay low.
Idaho: 6’3 1/2 and ready to help Alabama pick out an engagement ring for his lover after two years of dating.
Utah: 6’4 and ready to officiate Alabama’s wedding.
Minnesota: 6’4 1/2 and ready to give Alabama a toaster as a wedding gift.
Michigan: 6’6 and ready to be the cop trying to track down the escaped inmates.
Wyoming: 6’6 1/2 and ready to be the one digging up more evidence that Vermont’s innocent for Virginia and Hawaii while they're laying low.
Oregon: 6’7 and ready to be the one who helps Wyoming piece the case together.
Colorado: 6’8 1/2 and ready to ignore all the storylines to just chill and smoke pot the entire time instead.
Nevada: 6’10 and ready to find Wyoming’s body after the assassin got to him and Oregon.
Arizona: 6’11 and ready to be the one Rhode Island originally murdered.
New Mexico: 7’ and ready to bring North Dakota, Vermont, and Kentucky back to jail.
Montana: 7’3 and ready to be the hired assassin.
California: 7’6 and ready to arrest Florida and Wisconsin for going after Virginia and Hawaii.
Texas: 8’8 and ready to arrest (with Michigan, Arkansas, and New Mexico’s help) Montana, Rhode Island, Delaware, New Jersey, New Hampshire, Pennsylvania, Nebraska, and Massachusetts after they were found guilty for the murders of Wyoming, Oregon, and Arizona after Vermont was proven innocent.
Alaska: 10’ and the ready to be the one Virginia and Hawaii go to to prove Vermont’s innocence.
#countryhumans ame#countryhumans#statehumans#ch america#ch ame#ch#ch usa#countryhumans america#countryhumans usa#Screw Quebec
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i know that i‘m a little behind with my inbox requests but i will come around to finish them soon !! i just to be a little selfish with this self indulgent fic of sal<3 enjoy, fuckers. the next post will hopefully be henry bowers once i get to finish it-
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•warning: gore, angst
Sal never imagined that he would be scared to see her. The steady dripping and the weight in his hand made him uneasy as he stared at the door for a moment - probably not more than ten seconds or maybe it was twenty minutes, he didn’t know. He barely remembered stumbling out of Room whichever-the-fuck. Sawwy Face. I’m proud of you, Sal. Fuck.
Sal‘s hand hovered over the door knob. She probably left it unlocked again. Sal always told her to lock up at night but he knew her too well. She would stay up way too late just to pass out on top of her covers or tangled up in it from her determination to find the best position to lay in. He knew because of course he did. Sal would be the one to come over more often than not when his bed was just too cold and his night terrors just too real at night. He would slip under her covers, holding her against his chest and whisper sweet nothings into the dark room if it made her stir. No matter how bad it was, he didn’t like to wake her up - no matter how much he wanted to be the one to be held and caressed, soothed and lulled into sleep. Eventually he settled with her presence alone, lying on the rough carpet next to her bed, tracing her hand hanging off the bed with his eye. The carpet usually hurt his tender side if he rolled over in his sleep and he woke up with a rash too many times. It made his prosthetic sit on his face uncomfortably for days. She would scold him for sleeping on the cold floor but he was giddy for her kisses and they always followed immediately after - the softest butterfly kisses on his scars and they were better than any cream she bought him for the rash but he let her apply it on his face anyway. Sal never told her how gross a moist face felt under the prosthetic. It made her happy so it was ok.
He stared at the bad paint job on the door. The shadow he casted on the room number plate taunted him as he turned the knob. A wave of her scent faintly hit him under the ever lingering smell of copper as soon as the door creaked open. The shitty hallway lights barely lit up the room. He shuffled the knife handle in his clammy hands as he entered the apartment. He knew that her bedroom was the first brown door. He could find his way to her blind and he knew that if he didn’t go now he would never go. It was so quiet as he approached the closed door. So quiet as he pushed the door open. The janky blinds were only half closed, letting the moon cast its light into the room. It was so dull now. Everything in Nockfell was dull now or maybe it always was this way. Maybe the bright moments were only so bright because they were moments he shared with her. Sal’s foot nudged against a soft pile of her clothing as he stepped foot into the familiar room, a room they would jokingly call their detached house when they were in their late teens, sharing a cigarette on her unmade bed surrounded by each other’s clothes until he promised her that one day he will give her exactly that but real. Not some run down apartment with wet walls. She told him that anything was fine but he chased that pipe dream anyway.
His blood caked shoe kicked a stray sock back into the pile, smearing blood on it along the way. Whose blood? But it was fine because she only piled her clothes by her door if the next day was laundry day. Tomorrow was laundry day, it was going to be ok. He slowly lifted his head back up to look at her, tangled up in her favorite blanket. He didn’t understand what made the blanket so special. He never liked the way the fabric felt on his skin until Ash told him that the blanket matched his hair color perfectly and she just missed Sal after he moved in with Todd, missed the way he would drape his arm over her, missed the way he would stay up until she was sound asleep even though he was the one who saw nothing but death when he finally closed his eyes. It made his chest ache a little and he made sure to send her a SMS almost every night. But now she looked so peaceful - as if he could just lay down next to her and wake up to a normal day. A day before he killed 12 people that watched him grow from the 5’2 kid with pigtails in the 5’6 man with hair hanging loosely over his shoulders because he liked how she would sit behind him to brush his hair while he drowned himself in his college classes.
He didn’t lay down, didn‘t have the chance to dwell on that thought as her phone gave a shrill pinging sound into the dusty air. His head snapped to the small nightstand. It was cluttered with a lamp and some stray pieces of paper and sticker packs ranging with designs for kids like hello kitty and sanrio characters - no, he didn’t care that hello kitty already was a sanrio character, no matter how often she would tell him - to band logos like korn and sanity falls. She would randomly ask Sal to stick them on his mask. He would say no because it was hell to get the residue off afterwards. She would pout like she always did, and he would cave like he always did. In the middle of a paper pile sat her phone, blinking with a notification.
Anniversary <3
Fuck. Sal swallowed hard. His prosthetic clung to the sweat layer on his face. Or was it just the tears? Both? Was it blood? Maybe it was all but the rusteling of fabric made him painfully aware that it was the least important worry right now. She was stirring and as soon as he got a good look of her face he saw the tell tale sign of her waking up - the scrunch of the nose and the fluttering lashes. Ah fuck.
“Sal?“ Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck. “Sal? What is it?“
He opened his mouth just to close it again. Not that she saw it anyway. Slowly, she pushed her upper body up onto her elbows, finally blinking up at him. It was dark but her breath caught in her throat when she finally took in the man looming over her bed. “Is- Is that blood?“ He didn’t know when but he stopped breathing, just holding everything inside to ground himself but was it worth it when the oxygen felt like acid slowly corroding everything it touched - every square inch from what lining was left inside his nose to his throat all the way inside his lungs? The corruption would split him open again again again again and eat her whole the second his fingertips grazed her familiar skin. Skin he painted with his own, skin he kissed, skin he was about to split before it split him. If he just didn’t touch her would it be ok? If his skin wouldn’t touch her this time would she still be there tomorrow? Sal finally released the air trapped inside him against his mask as she sat up, sucking more air in as she clutched the blue blanket.
There was a moment of silence, of nothing, of her exhaling shakily with a fear in her features that rendered him completely still, of him just staring at her wide eyed and breathing erratically now. A silent moment for her to consider any possibility to get the fuck out this room and for him to find it in himself to finish the job. He couldn’t but funnily enough she gave him the final shove by kicking her legs out of the blanket and throwing herself off the creaking mattress past Sal - or trying to. He saw it coming the moment her hands twitched and shoved the frayed hem away. Sal just had to extend his right arm for her to fall into it with a yelp. He slung it around her waist tightly, afraid it would bruise her, and slammed her back into the mattress. It knocked the wind out of her for just long enough to straddle her body, arms pressed up against her sides by his thighs and it left her kicking wildly. It was just like the times they would wrestle on the bed because it made her laugh. She wasn’t laughing this time. She was yelling. He knew because he saw her mouth hung open, tense and afraid. But he only heard noise and he felt bad that he couldn’t make out her words, if they even were words. Sal swallowed. Would he make it worse if he told her that he loved her now? Would she just thrash out his grip if he held her with blood coating his hair, blood dripping from his fake chin and nose, blood making the knife handle a little too slick to hold properly? He didn’t want to find out so he settled with wiping the back of his hand on his jeans and putting his other hand on her stomach to catch himself from the way the room spun around him. She flinched. She never flinched from his touch before.
His hand yanked up the tank top covering her stomach, all the way up to her ribs. She was breathing so hard that her skin kept stretching and shrinking to make room for her expanding ribcage. Was she still screaming? She was. His hand flew up to her face by instinct, pressing against her mouth to muffle her screams to throaty groans and whimpers as she struggled to focuse her eyes on him. He knew she was trying to slip out his name. He didn’t know how, he just knew.
Sal didn’t look at her as he brought the knife closer but he felt the way she tensed and pressed backwards into the mattress, away from the knife, away from her murder boyfriend on their anniversary. He wanted to guide her through but there really wasn’t a way around it. It would definitely be worse if he confessed his undying love to her like he wasn’t about to scratch out the undying part, like she wasn’t already dead meat. He would have to be quick like with Soda. He wanted to throw up. It was so easy to just plunge the knife through the ribs but where was that sweet spot on an adult woman? Fuck. He let her shirt fall back down, clutching her left shoulder instead to push her deeper into the mattress. He didn’t mean to but he automatically looked into her eyes. She was crying, pleading with him the way he didn‘t let her plead with her words. Nothing but fear, confusion and adrenaline pooled in her eyes, overflowing as tears down her temples. Her eyes never held so much resentment against him. His were bloodshot, hollow, wet with old tears, staring back at her without any expression like a void opened behind the only good eye he had left to shield his pain.
Sal thought about the time Ash told him how to pierce an ear. “Breathe in, hold it and push it through while exhaling. Won‘t feel a thing.“ Maybe he was stupid, delusional. Maybe he was clutching the last straws. But he filled his lungs and held his breath for just a few seconds before exhaling and shakily pressing the tip of the blade down. God, she was screaming so loud, it pierced through every static in his head, heaving and twitching as blood soaked her shirt, soaked her blanket and sheet. His hand slipped off the wet handle, leaving the blade buried in her chest about six inches deep with two sticking out. Why was she still thrashing? Why wasn‘t she fucking dead yet? Sal panicked as he yanked the blade back out, making her blood coat his mask as it sprayed out from the force. His heart was beating in his throat in an attempt to finally stop hers. Her blood felt like it was scorching his skin off his flesh, his flesh off his bones and he thrusted his knife back inside all the way, dragging it down, tearing her chest in two as he finally reduced her screaming to gargling chokes, sobs and broken calls that he sometimes identified as variations of his name.
“You killed her, bud.“ I know. “Her mother told her to leave your sorry ass, yknow? But she offered you her pinky and you cut it clean off, fucker.“ Yeah. She should have done that. “You’re going to die, rotting in a cell to live with the guilt.“ I deserve it.
Sal watched the light drain from her eyes while the blood drained from her gaping chest. His home he was longing for since 1984, it crumbled like her mother predicted, maybe not under for the reasons she expected. The static in his ears left, offering a moment of silence until there were too many voices screaming behind him.
“You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us. You killed us.“
“I loved you. You killed me, Sal.“
He clenched his eyes shut. The voices whispered, cried, screamed. Her voice was the loudest by just calling his name with a smile on her face and their hands intertwined - calling his name with fear in her eyes and his fingers curled around the knife sticking out of her chest. He finally shuffled off of her, dropping onto the blood soaked mattress next to her, staring. She was screaming. Not his name, just screaming so loud it made his ears ring until he couldn’t bare it anymore. Sal pulled her close like her used to do on the nights approaching August 16th. He laid her head against his chest, draped an arm over her back and rested the other on her hair. It felt wet. The knife handle uncomfortably dug into his stomach but he rested his chin on her soft hair. Sal always thought it was his prosthetic that made him whole. He felt lost without it, bare and incomplete. The nightmares manifested into real life fears. Nightmares like his scars just opening back up, ripping him apart all over again. But now she was gone and the mask did nothing to stop the feeling of falling apart under her weight on his chest. He felt like splitting apart inside the shell that was him, Sally Face, filling his prosthetic with gore until it started to seep out the eyeholes like it was seeping out her open chest. But right now he wasn’t Sally Face. He was Sal Fisher, assailant and guilty for the mass murder of 13 tenants in Addison Apartments.
Sal studied the top of her head in silence, watching her own blood drip from the tip of the mask‘s nose to be soaked up by her hair. She always took relatively good care of it and scolded him for not doing the same until they fell into the routine of her brushing his days old knots out of his hair as he let his fingertips ghost over his guitar. He was always so relaxed as she searched his hair for split ends to cut off every few months. He loved it but now he wasn’t sure if he would ever get a hair cut again. He mindlessly leaned against the headboard. His prosthetic started to itch from the sweat that stuck it to his skin. His prosthetic that scared her at first. They were 15 and she just moved in five months after Sal arrived with his dad. He wasn’t offended when she would quickly walk past him in the hallways. It was fine to just be strangers until Ash brought her along at school and she laughed at everything he said. It was a week of this until Larry decided to be the best wingman ever. He made it his mission to get them together before gradation. And like a true Johnson he stuck to his plan because Lisa didn’t raise her son to be a quitter. True to his promise, he convinced Sal after eight months of pining to finally make his move on her. They were 16, bordering onto 17, when Sal very awkwardly asked her on a little trip to Lake Wendigo.
“Would you go to the lake with me? Not- Not as a date, yknow. I mean, unless you wanted that. It’s not a date though.“ - “Yeah, I’d like to go, Sal.“
It was absolutely a date. Larry tried to tickle a high five out of Sal after hearing the news but god, he was so embarrassed, pressing his clammy palm against his prosthetic to will away the heat in the mask.
“So“, Sal started as they sat on the edge of the water, tossing pebbles into the large lake. “So“, she mirrored, digging her shoe into the mud. “I asked you to come here because Larry told me to.“ He quickly shook his head probably because Larry told him that he should leave that detail out. “I mean- I mean, it was my idea. Yeah, it was. I wanted to tell you something. You know how Ash told you about how I‘m weird about touching and hugging as a heads up to not freak me out? Yeah, I don‘t really like that usually. But- But I don‘t care about the way you touch me.“ She saw the way his throat bobbed once he realised how mean that sounded. “Not that I don‘t care, uh, I just don‘t mind. I dont mind when we ride in the back of that shitty cramped car that Ash lends from her aunt.“ Sal started to fiddle with his sleeve. “And it was kinda sweet how Larry taught you how to inhale smoke. You were, like, really excited about getting cancer but it was- cute. How you were proud when you got it. Sometimes you do these small things and they just make it really hard to breathe. And it‘s not your fault or anything. I- Larry said I would know what to say when the time is right. But I guess there is no right time.“ He rubbed his neck nervously. “Say it, Fisher“, she said, much too quiet but his head snapped towards her. Her face was blank of any expression but her eyes glimmered and gleamed like those gemstones she told him about before. He didn‘t know the name. “I can‘t- I don‘t know how.“ He couldn‘t look away as she put her weight on one arm, leaning towards him. She was scooting closer and Sal felt his heart beat behind his face. “Go out with me“, he suddenly blurted out, stopping her dead in her tracks. “Please“, he added breathlessly before she took his hand, intertwining their fingers. She loved how his long fingers rode up her hand, how cool his touch was.
“Sal, please. I know Larry has seen it before.“ She trailed behind her boyfriend of roughly one month on their way to the buildings elevator. “I didn’t mean to. It just slipped off.“ His voice was so distant as he pressed the button, watching the number close in to the 1st floor. “Do you not want to?“ There was a brief silence as she stood behind him, sounding so small and it made his heart ache. “That’s not it, love“, he tried to offer but she didn’t answer as the elevator doors slid open. She pushed past him into the empty space, he followed. She waited for him to press their respective floor numbers but didn’t say anything else. The doors closed again when Sal faced his girlfriend. “Listen. It’s not- easy.“ She didn’t reply, only shuffled in place a little as her sole scratched across the elevator floor. “I do want to. I want to kiss you but-“ He cut himself off. They both knew how he felt about his face. They both knew she was being unreasonable but could he blame her? He held her hand in public after two weeks of dating because he was anxious. He held her in private a week later while watching a movie with her. But he refused to kiss her. She resorted to kissing the lips of his prosthetic and it made his stomach flutter but she just wanted more. She wanted real. On the rare occasion that he slept over he slept in his mask, taking the pain of the hard shell pressing into his tender side all night instead of sharing the most private moment with her by showing her his everything. He felt like an asshole, sure. But the thought made him want to vomit into the small space.
“I said that I would let you go at your own pace but at this point, you’re in parking on the side of the road, Sal. You can‘t hide from me forever.“ Her words stung like daggers. “I’m not hiding. This is my face. I will show you my past, I promise.“ He stepped closer, offering her his pinky. He found it silly when she first brought up pinky swears but it became their way of showing they were serious. “Really?“ She searched for something in his one functioning eye, a lie. But there was only warmth for her so she curled her pinky around his. “Really. You aren’t my past but you’re my present and will be my future.“
She flushed at that. He knew how this sappy shit fucked with her head and they held onto each other’s pinky when they reached her floor. Sal walked her to her door in silence but his heart was lighter than when he stepped into the elevator. “So“, she started. “See you tomorrow, Sally.“ She turned around only to feel his lips on hers and his hands gripping her shoulders to keep her in place.
The punch was horrible sugar water, the snacks went stale an hour ago, the jocks snuck in booze so a good amount of soon to be graduating kids were drunk off their ass, Larry was high and sharing his spliff with Ash and holy fuck, the music was ass. But it was the best night of Sal’s life - their prom. Him and Larry always said how stupid prom was, how they wouldn’t dress up and how they wouldn’t go in the first place. And now here he was in dark blue dress pants and a button up, holding two cups of the most disgusting juice he ever got to taste. And he loved every second because she kissed the gap between his mask and his ear, whispering a little “thank you“ for holding onto her drink while she used the bathroom. And god, his heart jumped in shapes that weren’t even known to man yet at how utterly, completely, deeply and horrifyingly pretty his girl looked. His throat ran dry everytime he had the chance to look at her in that dress. He knew that she went shopping for it with Ash, he needed to thank her for that some other time.
“You‘re pretty.“ She could barely hear him over the music and it was the eleventh time he said it that night. She still giggled, taking his hand to lead him to the crowd of students. “Will you dance with me?“ His knees felt weak at her question, how she held his hands, how she looked at him with the love he never thought he would be able to receive. “Anytime“, he croaked as they both found the rhythm of some badly mixed song they already played last year but he would never get the song out of his head again as he lost himself in her movements.
The night went beautifully until it didn‘t. The moment the beats got heavier and the crowd got louder Sal found himself get bolder until his mask had no more grip and the buckle just gave up. Suddenly everything was silent around him with his mask on the floor and seconds felt like minutes before his hands flew up to cover himself. He heard how she called out to him, felt how she lead him out of the gym to escape into the much less crowded hallway.
“Sal? Honey, look at me.“ Sal wasn’t sure if she was whispering or yelling. Everything was muffled by the intense nausea building in his stomach. He was too scared to reply because the bile was threatening to boil over and just spill onto her shoes and the skirt of her dress. His already impaired vision swam with tears as he felt fingertips gently trace the back of his hands. Sal swallowed a sob as he allowed her to pull his hands away but he didn’t pick his head up. His wild hair dropped over his face like a curtain and it was the only thing blocking the tears from just pouring until he reached the privacy of his room. “Please, love. Please. Let’s leave, please“, he choked out with a thick voice. A voice that deep had no business sounding that small. Sal felt a familiar comfort on his face as she gently pressed his prosthetic to his skin. He let her buckle it onto his head before finally looking at her. “It’s ok. Let’s go home.“ Sal nodded, taking her hand and letting her guide them outside into the pouring rain.
“Ah shit“, they said almost at the same time. He stayed under the roof for a moment, unsure if she wanted to ruin her look in the rain but she already stepped into the rain and pulled him along. She was still so beautiful, it made him ache. “I’m sorry“, he breathed into the droplets hitting his mask. “You can’t control the weather. It’s ok, I don’t-“ He tightened his grip on her hand. “I ruined your prom night“, he blurted out, making anything she wanted to say die on her tongue before she could discover what it was. Sal felt a little resistance as she stood still but held his hand tight enough to make him stop too. “What is-?“
“Sal, will you finally dance with me?“ His breath caught in his throat. She looked like she was sculpted from the image of a goddess, dripping in rain with mascara running down her face and her dress clinging to her skin. His first response was to close the gap between them, pulling her close. They didn‘t mind the cars driving by because tonight the world belonged to them even if it was only for a few hours.
“Anytime.“ She was warm despite the steady rain prickling her like needles. It was like she was his source of light and warmth that refused to let him go cold again. She was so warm.
She was so cold. Sal pressed her harder into his chest, digging the knife’s blade in her squelching flesh and the handle just above his ribs. He didn’t mind. He wasn’t the one facing the sharp end after all.
Flashes of red and blue dully lit the room’s walls from the outside, siren’s pierced the aching silence. The room never felt this cold before. He never told her about the building being haunted. He never told her about the cult. He never told her that he wasn’t mauled by a real dog. He wanted something normal for once. And it was the best thing he ever had because she was his only pilar that no man, no ghost, no freaky demon could bend or chip until Sal crushed his Eden.
When the cops busted the door off its hinges he realised he never got the chance to show her his notebook full of songs he wrote for her.
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Hello lovely! Could I get a dead by daylight matchup? Could you match me with a killer please, thank you 🥺
I’m non-binary with they/them pronouns <3 I’m pansexual with a preference for males 👉👈
Appearance: I’m 5’6, slightly fluffy right now, but overall strong. I have icy blue eyes, short fluffy hair (originally my hair is dirty blonde/ ginger, but I dye it crazy colours constantly) right now its white & brown. My hairstyle looks very much like Quentin Smith’s. I’m extremely pale, I practically glow in the sunlight. I have a birthmark in the middle of my cheek, and smile lines. My lips are naturally very full and rosy, but my smile is odd and literally goes “w” 😭 I have birthmarks all over actually nvhchfb shh-
Fashion: I wear darker clothes, mostly with a red and black aesthetic. My usual shoes are my black, lace-up doc martens, accompanied with black high waisted jeans and a t-shirt with a design on it or a button-up shirt. I’ll change my style depending on my mood really. My other favourite outfit is of course my boots and jeans then a fluffy lighter coloured sweater like pastel yellow or periwinkle. I’ll wear outfits inspired by characters occasionally!
Hobbies: I enjoy skateboarding, hikes, swimming, reading, listening to music, singing (I’ve been told I’m good at it?), writing, cooking, watching horror movies, videogaming, and doing photography! I spend most of my time with my pets! A dog, cat, and two lizards :D
I’ll sometimes write notes on human anatomy/psychology since I’m a forensics student and its my main interest :)
Personality: I’m naturally very quiet and tend to be shy around strangers. I’m a very caring person, if I see someone get hurt my first instinct will be to see if they’re ok. I’m also very loyal, I’ll be there for my friends and people I love no matter what. I’m very creative, I occupy myself with artistic hobbies and problems are usually easy for me to work through because of it. I can empathise with people quite easily, thats how I make friends very quick! I’m very observant, I find it simple to figure out people’s personalities quickly. Finding someone’s true intentions is never an issue. I’m very polite, even if I don’t find someone particularly pleasing, I won’t be rude to them. Don’t let my outside personality fool you.. I’m quite silly and love to joke around and tease friends! I “revert to being a five year old” once in a while and will get very loud, puppy-like energy. (Sometimes I’ll grab onto my friend’s arms and hide behind them when i’m like this lol). I’ll blabber on for hours about random things and get distracted by a dog or other animal and then have to talk about that hfhfhfb. I’m generally just friendly and will make friends easily.. I’m the one to make friends with the kid who no one talks to 👉👈
The downfalls to my personality? I have horrible social anxiety and have panic attacks around large crowds. Sometimes if I feel like i’m annoying or a bother I become very distant/quiet. I’m very clingy and get distressed if my friends seemingly “ignore me”. I’m super touch starved and will literally beg for hugs or attention from my friends. I can also get a bit temperamental if I get overworked or stressed. I try not to snap at people, and friends know to leave me alone for a bit. (Hugs or tea will fix this issue)
Likes: Animals, music, art, true crime, horror, psychological horror, books, Victorian era styling, Halloween, sweets, sweaters, cuddles!, affection, rain, fall, naps, warm tea, the outdoors, plushies, and wacky earrings.
Dislikes: Hot weather, rude people, being alone for long periods of time, being misunderstood, spicy things, and deep murky waters (other than a pool).
Weird facts: I can name any dog’s breed if you show me a picture :D! I speak Italian. Uhm I squeak when I’m excited lol. I am extremely flexible, and have accidentally scared people like that…
Thats all! Thank you so much and I hope you have a lovely day! <3
I match you with Frank, Julie, Susie, and Joey aka Legion!
Your attire caught Julie's and Susie's attention. You obviously had good taste, and they could tell by how you took care of your hair also. Not to mention, your smile was SO cute, but they couldn't just go and suggest to the guys that they should all secure you merely by your style.
Little did the girls know, the guys had taken notice of your interests. Not only are you cute when you act all shy, but Frank sees potential in you when you rush to save David from the hook and you manage to lift the huge man and patch his shoulder. Joey appreciates the loyalty you show.
You emphasize four of them. Frank how badly he was usually treated in foster homes. Joey came from a rich family but wanted to be a person of his own and not just the heir of a rich family. Julie wanted freedom and a bigger more meaningful life while Susie just wanted the gang to stick together and always be friends.
You see past their walls, lies, and sweet talk so it's hard for Frank to manipulate you, but the rest of the gang just suggests that they should all be honest with you. So when they approach you and ask if you would be interested to be with them, you blink before blushing and asking if you could learn to know them first. Which is totally okay with them.
You're shy, they get it and they do their best not to alarm you. Julie and Susie told the guys to be more sensitive around you, but the young men just laughed and told the girls that you are tougher than you let them see.
These four Killers absolutely LOVE IT when you cling to them in fear or out of shyness. They feel like you trust them.
Frank and Susie are huge dog fans. Frank likes how loyal they and he bonded with this misunderstood Pitbull in one of his foster families. Sadly, he had to move to another home and leave the dog he bonded with behind. Susie loves cute dogs, but her taste is a little funny. Not everyone thinks Bull Terriers are that cute as she says they are.
They love watching old horror movies with you, because you tend to analyze the killers or ghosts or demons and it's honestly fun for them to hear your take on things.
#matchup#dbd#dead by daylight#frank morrison#frank#joey#susie#julie kostenko#legion#the legion#legion susie#legion joey
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Hi!!! I was wondering if I can get a ship for txt, nct, and ateez pls? I’ll really try not to make this long, but it’s hard sometimes lol.
Anyways, I’m an 18 year old 03’ liner and I’m 5’6. As for looks, I’m african american so i have dark skin, brown eyes and cinnamon colored hair. I cut my hair really short above my ears. I look rather young for my age (unfortunately). I’m rather slim and i have long legs and arms so people say I look even taller than what i am. I have large round eyes a big forehead, a button nose, and thick(ish) lips with round cheeks(ok now i understand why ppl think i’m vv young 🙄) But nowadays i’m more confident in myself and it’s no longer an insecurity of mine. I’d like to say i’m very stylish yet i can’t pick an aesthetic for the life of me.
To sum up my fav aesthetic/style, i would have to say something that’s dark but sophisticated. Like dark academia, but add a bit more of an alt/goth style to it. I like listening to visual kei and rock music, but to be honest, I love all music, even country some times.
I’m from the south of usa, so that has influenced how i am A LOT. I usually don’t have an accent, but whenever i feel a really strong emotion, I get a really strong southern accent and it’s kind of funny. I also tend to go outside without any shoes or socks. I like playing with my pets outside the most, I have two dogs (one is a rottweiler and one is a bull dog), my cat (just a black cat) and my bird. I love love love animals. I love everything to do with nature as well, i feel a deep connection with nature, and once, i even cried while watching bees pollinate flowers help lol.
My psychic said my aura was multiple shades of green, which i think it fits, seeing that green auras represented healers and earth lovers. My dad tends to call me a hippie lol. Astrology wise, I’m a leo sun, leo moon, and scorpio rising. My personality type is INFP-T. My friends say i’m quite funny, and they like to point out, “she’s really really smart, but like everyone, she has her dumb moments, but her dumb moments are the dumbest of the dumbest.”
I’m very sensitive, and not in the “i’m always crying way”. Yet, when i do cry, i tend to cry over the smallest of things, like the bee one. I cry over animals being cute, and I cry when i’m rlly rlly excited. Yet if i’m rlly sad, i can’t cry for some reason, and i’m just 😐. But, I try my hardest to comfort others and help others because there seriously is no other happiness in the world that makes me more happy than making others happy.
I like to talk a lot, as well (as you can see), and i’ll talk about every topic. I tend to talk most about child birth and genetics weirdly enough, it’s so interesting to me. But i also love to talk about astrology, space, and conspiracy theories. I’m highly spiritual. I’m also highly creative. I love drawing, singing, dancing, acting, all of that. Drawing has always been my strongest suit before i somehow got bored of it, but i still draw every once and a while.
I also like playing sports, as i’m naturally athletic. I did ballet, tap dance, gymnastics, track and field, cheerleading, soccer, and softball. (i think cheer is a sport and i’ll argue with anyone on that). I’ve lived in america, germany, and south korea, and i want to travel to so many more places as i grow older.
As for relationship stuff, I’ve never been in a relationship. I’m scared of boys to be honest. I was bullied in school a lot for being “ugly” and it was always by boys so i’ve never really had the best experience with them. I’m still trying to gain my confidence so that i could try dating.
My ideal type is someone smart (though i don’t hate himbos lmao), but i like someone smart and mature. I like someone who works hard, but not someone who’s too serious. With people, i like to have those love/hate relationships lol like we make fun of each other but we also have our soft moments. As for looks, i don’t rlly have an ideal type, yet there’s a couple things that i would go for. I like someone who’s taller than me, has bigger hands than me (mine are 18cm 😥), and has nice legs (i tend to like thicker legs, but i don’t discriminate). I do think smaller guys around my height are so cute too tho, like UGH I CANT CHOOSE.
My ideal date would probably be anything other than going to a restaurant. Maybe later on in the relationship that would be fine, but to be honest, i’m very awkward and shy at first, so it would just be weird. I find that doing something fun together really let’s you find out more about a person rather than just talking. So maybe an amusement park, or even doing an escape room together.
As for love languages, i’m not a very touchy person. Sometimes, i’m STARVING for a hug, but most of the time i don’t like to be touched. I think my love language is acts of service, and idk what’s it’s called, but just trying to find out abt someone. Someone would really know i like them when i ask for their whole zodiac chart, personality type, weekday of birth, everything.
Tbh, i’m very much like a tsundere. I don’t like showing affection very much, and i’d rather insult the ppl that i like than compliment them. Though, this is probably the reason ppl think i don’t like them when i first meet them. Sometimes i might get rlly mushy and cute and stuff, but most of the time, i’m just not used to showing affection, so i feel kinda uncomfy when i do.
Ok, that’s all, i really hope it wasn’t too much for you to read, i tend to get carried away ❤️ have a nice day ily
୨୧ 𓂃 : 🐇 :┊ i ship you with . . .
💌 — huening kai ♡ txt.
𖥻 the last thing a relationship with hyuka would be is boring. he gives off very "best friend who also happens to be your boyfriend" vibes, so there would be a lot off playing around and goofing off. he can be affectionate but also likes his space, like you, so you would be able to find a middle ground. he would like is your relationship was light and fun, teasing each other and making fun of each other. if you ever felt insecure, he would make you feel better in a less "let's talk about it" way and a more "ugh you're so silly, why would you think that when you're perfect??" way.
💌 — johnny ♡ nct.
𖥻 johnny is a chill and laid-back person, so conversation with him would come easy. there wouldn't be an awkward stage with him because johnny is a pretty smooth talker and he would make it easier for you to talk to him. johnny would NEVER make you feel insecure, if anything, he'd be the type of boyfriend who would be hyping you up all the time, even when you're doing absolutely nothing. johnny loves music too so, while he might make fun of you a lil for listening to country, he would love vibing to music with you. we all know johnny is mf hilarious, so he could definitely joke around with you and insult you playfully often ! plus johnny is a sexc tall boy and he has legs for days D:
💌 — hongjoong ♡ atz.
𖥻 hongjoong has the perfect balance of being mature and hardworking while also being playful. he knows how to take a joke and return the favour by teasing you, so i think in that aspect, you will have an easy-going relationship. he also will definitely be so supportive of you, and will be there for you whenever you need it. the kind of dates he would prefer would be more indoor ones, especially just in his studio !! he would show the amount of affection you're comfortable with, never pushing your boundaries or pressuring you.
♡ 𓄹 ࣪ ˖ i hope you like this !! and also, i just wanted to let you know that you are so so beautiful, okay, ilysm <3 boys suck, pls ignore them >:( thank you for sending this in, stay safe ^_^
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Thank @gampyre and @phoxphyre for the tags!!
Nickname: don’t really have one in RL. My fandom one is CSCB.
Zodiac: Gemini
Height: 5’6
Countries I’ve been to: ok let’s see. I have to think this through. Canada, Bahamas, Jamaica, England, France, Belgium, Holland, Germany, Monaco, Italy, Greece, Bulgaria, Bosnia and Herzegovina, Turkey, Egypt.
Last thing Googled: vacation rentals in Santorini because a girl can dream, ok?
Song stuck in my head: Don’t Look Back in Anger by Oasis. Blame my Spotify daily mix 1.
Wearing: a tie-dye t-shirt and a pair of my ubiquitous black yoga pants. (My phone autocorrected yoga pants to yoda pants which is a no.)
Favorite author: oh no. This is where I endeavor in vain to narrow it down to two or three and fail miserably. Ok. J.R.R. Tolkien (yeah, yeah I’m sure you’re so surprised), Neil Gaiman, C.S, Lewis, Rainbow Rowell (I know, no surprise here either), Guy Gavriel Kay. The ones that each have their own shelf in my bedroom bookcase.
Favorite instrument: to listen to—classical guitar or harpsichord.
Favorite song: yeah this is impossible. I have a lot of favorites.
Aesthetic: uh. I wear a lot of black? I don’t wear a lot of super bright colors—more muted darker jewel tones I guess. I wish I wore more jewelry but years in the OR made me wary of it. I don’t like losing things.
Home aesthetic: warm tones, browns and beiges, and greens. High ceilings. Art by people I know, who used to teach with my parents. Lots of bookshelves. Lots.
Favorite animal sound: is this a thing? I have never thought of this. I have no idea. Cat purring I suppose.
Something I’ll admit to on tumblr but not in real life: that I have a tumblr in the first place. And that this is a side blog.
And three bonus questions, since it says 17 but I’ve answered 14 . . .
Languages I speak: English, Greek, remnants of almost-forgotten French. I aspire to learn Italian.
Fun thing I did today: made hot chocolate cookies.
Frivolous thing I impulse bought for myself during this pandemic that I don’t regret: a pair of fun shoes.
Tagging @amphipodgirl @aristocratic-otter @bazzybelle @ninemagicks @fight-surrender @sourcherrymagiks @carryonmylovelies @aroace-genderfluid-sheep @letraspal @makedonsgriva
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tag game!!
rules: answer the following and tag some people you want to get to know better. If you don’t want to answer certain ones, that’s ok! :)
@placate-flakeout thank you for the tag! Sorry I took so long to get to this 😅
name: crazybutgood
gender: female
star signs: Gemini sun, Virgo moon, Taurus rising
height: 5’6
wallpaper: a photo I took of a lit up building in the evening
house: according to Pottermore, I'm in Gryffindor. One other quiz said I'd be a hat stall tho haha
ever had a crush on a teacher: no
coolest halloween costume: ahh I don't celebrate Halloween
fav 90’s tv show: Full House
last kiss: none. Don't think I ever want to tbh
fav pair of shoes: these black and white slip on shoes from Charles and Keith
been to las vegas: Nope. Never been to US
stupidest thing i’ve ever done: hm I genuinely don't know or remember. I generally think things through before doing them ahaha
fav fruit: peach, passion fruit and kiwi
fav book: I am the Messenger by Markus Zusak
all time fav shows: The Mentalist, Queer Eye, Good Omens
last movie i saw in theaters: Soul
Tagging anyone who'd like to do this! 💕
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Tag games!
Tagged by @4-sun, thanku :D
Tagging: @mich-aela @chxrmbxg @sweetdreamroll @hotshot-deserves-more-love
10 songs, 10 people
Rules: you can tell a lot about a person from the type of music they listen to. Put your favorite playlist on shuffle and list the first ten songs, then tag 10 people. No skipping!
Playlist: everything
Touch My Body by SISTAR
End of a day by JONGHYUN
Kiwi by Harry Styles
i wanna be your girlfriend by girl in red
Yam Yam by No Vacation
VLACK N VLUE by SAAY
I Can’t Stand The Rain- Instrumental by SUPERM
Coming of age evermeomy by Park Ji Yoon
WINE by SURAN feat. Changmo, prod. by SUGA
To the moon by TAEYEON
Aesthetic challenge
Rules: to make your own moodboard, go to Pinterest and search:
Favorite color + aesthetic
Favorite color + outfit + aesthetic
Favorite color + shoes (choose ones that go with your style)
Favorite color + an accessory that you like
Type a word that identifies you + quote (choose one that goes with you)
Favorite celebrity + favorite color (if you don’t find anything, then search favorite cartoon)
Type your favorite hobby
Favorite color + aesthetic again
Favorite color + favorite word + aesthetic
Get to know the blogger tag game
Rule: answer some questions and tag some blogs you’re contractually obligated to know better!
Nickname: Kat
Gender: female
Star sign: aquarius
Height: 5’5.75 (but let’s say 5’6 lol)
Birthday: January 29
Favorite bands: bts, stray kids, nct, red velvet, and SHINee
Favorite solo artists: j-hope, dean, Taeyeon, jonghyun, Taemin, iu
Song stuck in my head: so faded by bevy maco
Last movie: live action film of Saiki K
Last show: true beauty! I’m not rly into romcoms but I liked this one :D
When I created this blog: omg in like April 2016
Last thing I googled: how to see tumblr archive
Other blogs: none
Do I get asks: barely lmfao
Following: 291 😳
Why I chose my url: I searched up aesthetic username ideas and I created this one
Average hours of sleep: ok this is tricky bc I’m in hybrid school so I’ll sleep for around 4-5 hours before I go to school in-person but on virtual days and on the weekend, I’ll sleep for 8-10 hours
Lucky numbers: none bc I don’t believe in them lol
Instruments: piano and voice
What I’m wearing: my pajama shirt (my choir shirt) and black leggings
Dream trip: Seoul, busan, jeju island, and Tokyo
Favorite food: I can’t choose one so I’ll present two instead: ice cream and noodles
Top 3 fictional universes I’d like to live in: 1Q84, Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse, and uhh my imaginary life haha
Favorite song: mushroom chocolate by quin & 6lack
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