#and it comes out this kinda tropical pink orange color

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oh hey real quick while it's still in season: mix approximately 1 part cranberry ginger ale and 2 parts Monster Pipeline Punch over ice. Thank me later.

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Last night in one of my play-by-post D&D games, one character asked the rest of us what our favorite colors were. And that got me thinking... what about the rest of my characters?

I love little character-building activities like this. I often start sessions I DM with questions like "What if your character's favorite pizza toppings", because a) it's fun and b) I think it helps people get in the headspace of RPing more well rounded characters with fun little quirks they can play off of. And who knows, maybe those details will come around again later!

And perfect excuse for a monologue about my OCs that nobody asked for! Without further ado, here is everyone's favorite colors:

Ariel Carterson (fire genasi sword mage from my long running 4e campaign) - Being the most self-inserty of all my characters, her favorite color is blue, particularly those that tend towards turquoise-y hues.

Anwyn Shorekeeper (triton druid ambassador and mom-friend) - Bright, sunny yellows. Second favorite color is pink. She's always liked tropical corals and fish and it totally blew her mind the first couple times she saw the same colors above water and realized how different they look without all the redlight filtered out by the water column.

Alabama Janes (tiefling swashbuckler relic thief archeologist) - Purple, obviously. She's purple, and she's the best color.

Zivanka Vitu (undead warlock from an in-progess Curse of Strahd campaign) - Hasn't thought about favorite colors in a long time. Isn't this kind of childish? But, fine… dark red, I guess.

Bibiki (rambunctious squirrel-child) - Blue! Also shiny things.

SallyJon von Joe (grandma gnome bard from a comedic Sonic-themed oneshot) - She likes bright, noxious purple. She likes neon orange. She like lime green. She likes them all mixed together and splashed across unapologetically clashing grandma clothes.

Haviv ben'Hillbrook (halfling druid from a halloween oneshot) - Midnight blue. He finds it a calming color.

Four Stars by North (elfin hippie stoner monk, my first character) - Listen, man, I saw this lichen the other day and you wouldn't believe it, it was like this... pinkish-yellowish-grayish-green, you know? But not like, boring colors, it like made you think about how the plants and the rocks and the sun are, like, all connected... you know like symbiosis. Yeah. So pretty.

Dr. Titus Birrdano Amontadillo, Ph.D., M. Ed., M.Sp., Ph.D, E.Tc. (anthropologist, probably also a fraud) - Green, my good friend! A healthy color for the psyche and the soul!

Gorthan Frim (quadruple agent/ex-con forced into overseeing a historical records project from a Lexicon game I'm DMing) - Their favorite color is whatever you want their favorite color to be. Or whatever it will help them get approved for parole sooner.

Speed round for some one shot characters: Kaneq likes lavendar, Ellie Camwlyn likes silver, Weebles doesn't like to stand out so favors greys and blacks, Haviv ben'Hillbrook finds midnight blue a calming color.

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Yay that was fun! I hope I didn't leave anyone out. Kinda fun to see all my lil' character creations hanging out in one post together :3

Feel free to chime in and tell me all of your characters' favorite colors!

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Man and Wife Pt.01

The Perv

Pairing: Bucky x Reader          Word Count: 4,841

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, small injuries, language, stranger sex

A/N: This fic is written for Kari’s Sebastian Stan Challenge. This might continue past this initial piece. I’m not sure yet. It works well on it’s own but I’m kinda eager to explore this. If you like it, leave me a comment! Or not. Either way is cool. If you happen to reblog, thanks so much for helping me spread my work!

What is the most awkward way that you can meet someone?

Somewhere on that very long list must be the way you met James Buchanan Barnes.

You’d been eager to get out of the house. This summer had been one of the hottest summers in the last hundred years. With heat indexes reaching about a hundred and ten degrees.

New York isn’t the hottest state and hadn’t seen a record-breaking heat since the 30s. That had been in the city.

Here upstate, it was even less likely. What the hell is happening?

Seeking a reprieve from the intense heat that made your skin glisten and sticky with salty sweat, you and four friends had jumped into your baby blue 1964 Volkswagen van and headed for the newly opened Ocean Dome—a three story water park sealed within a large climate-controlled bubble.

“Damn, Y/N, when are you going to fix the stupid AC?” A short girl with short wavy blonde hair asks with irritation.

She’s got her right foot resting on your dash and she kicks it hard with that foot in frustration.

“Hey!” You yell. “Leave my baby alone! She’s trying.”

You reach out and gently caress the faded and cracked faux wood dashboard.

“I’m sorry, baby, I’ll stick jelly beans up her nose when she’s sleeping.” You promise.

The blonde scoffs, laughing at your protectiveness with your unrestored vintage. She turns her gaze towards the back, the other three girls, all with varying styles and lengths of dark hair, are laughing loudly as they gossip.

“Did we need to bring all of them?” The blonde asks you.

“Case, we need to start at least trying to get to know our neighbors.”

“Why?” Casey settles into the passenger’s seat, relaxing more. “They’re sorority brats living off daddy’s money.”

“They’re not in a sorority.” You say with a laugh though a house full of fifteen girls is weird outside of that context.

“There’s like a football team of them in that house.” Casey argues with a laugh in her voice.

You glance into the rearview mirror as the girl sitting in the row furthest back stands up and pulls her shorts down pressing her ass to the back window to flash the car behind you.

You almost want to tell her to stop but you don’t want to seem like a square. They’re not paying any attention to you or Casey and don’t hear you talking about them.

“Look at them.” Casey complains. “They’re like wild animals.”

She shifts in her seat to turn to look at them better, tugging at her seatbelt.

“Hey! Are you going to wipe your butt oils off that window? Get your nasty ass off the glass.”

The girls just laugh harder as the third pulls her shorts back up and settles back down into her seat looking rightfully chastised.

“Sorry, Y/N.” The girl says.

“It’s okay…” You try to remember her name but she’s already talking to her friends and paying you no mind.

“I hope they drown.” Casey gripes.

“Case!” You laugh, the seriousness on Casey’s face drawing the amusement out of you like no one else can.

The water park is packed. Really packed.

“Maybe we should have come on a week day?” You wonder and are suddenly shoved forward as the three brunettes you’d brought hurry past you and disappear into the crowd.

“Ugh, good riddance.” Casey grumbles. “This place is new. And it’s summer. I doubt it’s going to get any less packed for a while. Besides, now’s the time to come while everything is still working.

“Yeah.” You agree and let your eyes rove over the first floor.

It’s the largest out of the three levels with a pair of large wave pools at the center. One actually creates large waves where people can surf and seems rather dangerous. You’re definitely avoiding that one. The second with the much smaller waves, is full of families with kids and young teens in neon yellow, pink, purple, and green tubes. They float casually, lazily as they enjoy the cooler temperatures of the water.

To the right are four long lines that flow up towards the third floor where two large yellow and orange slides weave down back towards the bottom floor into a smaller but deeper pool than the wave pools. There are also green and blue slides that flow onto the second floor into what you can see is another pool on the other side of a tall modern steel and plexiglass banister.

You can see people in bright bathing suits weaving around the second-floor pool towards small stalls where one can buy drinks and snacks.

Here on the first floor, the back wall is taken up by a large tropical themed restaurant, tube and board rental stations, the largest set of bathrooms in the park, and the lockers.

To the left of the two wave pools is a large expanse of space at the center of which is a large splash bad with a huge red and white beach ball, hollowed out with small kiddie slides flowing down from several sides.

Two fake palm trees spew water up into the air where it falls on toddlers and small kids as they giggle and splash. All around this kiddie section are hundreds of lounge chairs and umbrellas with small tables attached. As you scan the area, you can see that there’s hardly an empty seat.

Finally, around the outer walls of the first floor and going through the center space between the wave pools, is a winding Lazy River with bumper to bumper tubes and people milling about in the easy flowing turquoise water.

This one ride’s water is different in color from the sterile and chlorinated water of the other attractions. The large sign of its entrance advertises with large brightly colored words sticking out of the top right corner, ‘True Caribbean Waters’. Which really just means it’s a saltwater river.

You’re not unaware of how almost everyone in the Lazy River is paired off. This is where couples go to lounge and be together, guys pushing their girls on tubes. There are a few families sprinkled throughout, fathers pushing kids or mothers with babies, but the majority are cuddling couples.

“Where are all the other rides?” Casey wonders, exploring the space with her green eyes, just like you.

“Second floor?” You offer.

“What do you wanna do?” She asks.

“Let’s go find a locker.” You adjust the bag on your shoulder. Towels and extra clothes packed in.

You find the lockers by the bathrooms close to the large splash pad and countless lounge chairs. You and Casey manage to get two of them close to each other and after slipping your belongings into the small square space, you make sure to slip your waterproof wrist band on which is loaded with all of your spending money specifically set aside for today.

“So, what now? You want to-? Case?” You look around, searching over the heads you can look over and tiptoeing to get a glance around the taller people. “Casey? Casey?”

However, Casey is nowhere in sight. “Well, shit.”

“Wow chit!” A blonde toddler exclaims as he passes you with his mother.

The mother scowls at you.

“Sorry.” You offer, clenching your teeth. Oops.

Maybe Casey went to one of the wave pools?

Feeling self-conscious of the one-piece suit you’re in—a cute powder pink suit that is much sexier than you’ve ever considered wearing that leaves your back exposed, held together with thick straps that tie at a bow between your shoulder blades—you wander over to the center of the two large pools and quickly scan the bodies drifting up and down with the push of the waves.

No Casey.

A quick walk by the lines by the waterslides tell you that Casey is not a thrill seeker.

You check the bathrooms, the restaurant, the snack stands, and then wander along the splash pad, weaving through the countless chairs.

“Casey?” You call out every now and then, but she never responds.

Yes, coming here had been your idea. Yes, you are enjoying the cooler temperature and the smell of the chlorine. Yes, the water looks inviting, but you hadn’t wanted to be here alone.

You find yourself standing in front of the large arched sign of the Lazy River and sigh. Well, you’re here to cool off, right? Might as well cool off.

You toss your hair over your right shoulder and carefully descend the steps into the surprisingly cold water. You’re very aware of your nipples straining hard against your suit. You release the bar of the stairs and cross your arms across your chest but continue to walk into the water with a gasp.

The cool water takes your breath away, but you keep walking, following the flow of the river. Because it’s the weekend, the park is open late. You and Casey had carefully planned when you’d come to the park to try and avoid the crowds that would surely gather. It had already been late afternoon when you arrived. Now, after an hour of searching, you can see the sun beginning its descent through the large dome of the park, inching closer and closer to the horizon.

It paints the sky burning orange and rose petal pink, the tippy top of the sky fading into a dark plum with the first sparkles of the night’s stars peeking out.

Because it’s getting later, the Lazy River is less crowded now with families and older couples leaving, making space so that you can walk through the water slowly and without bumping into people.

A girl with bright red hair sits in a tube, her bottom disappearing through the center with her long legs gently scratching your arm as she and her boyfriend? Husband? As they pass, without paying you any mind, she leans her head back and the guy she’s with kisses her lips upside down.

You look away, aching with jealousy. You haven’t been kissed in so long!

You reach up and massage your lips as you walk along the artificial floor, the easy flow of the river pushing you gently forward so that you have to fight your progress. It makes your feet slip and slide along the floor.

After about twenty minutes, it starts to hurt. You should have grabbed a tube. By now the dome is lit by artificial light but here in the river, there are dim lights to give the area a soft glow with most of the bright lights reserved for the splash pad and the wave pools. The slides are closed which begin to drive away the more frenzied teens.

The sun is set and the last of the orange sunset fades into darkness.

“Woah, woah! Hey! WOAH!”

Two loud splashes sound around you and you begin to scream but you’re pulled underwater by the weight of a body and another splash.

You gurgle, fighting against the rush of choking water rushing into your throat. You can feel strong hands on your hips, and you’re suddenly pulled upwards out of the brine.

As your head breaks the surface, you gasp in a lungful of air and then begin to cough, wiping at your face to clear it of water.

Those strong hands, one oddly cooler than the other through your suit, are still on your hips.

You force your eyes open, straining against the blur of the water and the curtain of your wet hair as you try and see who it is that’s still holding you.

“Hey, I’m so, so sorry. My friends are assholes. Are you alright?” There’s a slight slur to his words, almost as if he’s drunk maybe? Or tipsy at the very least. His voice is deep though. Sexy if you weren’t so annoyed with having almost been murdered.

The cool hand pushes your hair back and you see a flash of silver as he does it. You’re almost able to process what it is you’re looking at but before you can there’s an outraged gasp.

“We’re what?!”

You feel the body in front of you move towards you forcefully as if he was roughly pushed and he slips. You don’t.

As he tumbles towards you, his face slides down and nestles itself directly into your chest, his angular chin pulling down on the V-cut neckline of your suit exposing more inner side-boob than you like.

Your body rages with an embarrassed fever. You can feel the heat start at your tummy and spread up into your chest, your neck, and your ears. Your heart beings to pound and this guy, whoever the hell he is, has his lips and nose pressed into the soft flesh of your breasts that he must be able to feel your heartbeat.

“Oh my God!” You gasp, reaching down to shove his shoulders away from you.

As he straightens up, you can see the blur of inebriation in his eyes. You have no time to see anything else. “Wow. Breasts are awesome.”

Your hand shoots out of its own accord and you slap him hard across the face then move around him and scurry away.

“Ow.” He says from somewhere behind you while his buddies, whoever they are laugh loudly. “Hey wait!”

You leave them behind quickly, your arms wrapped around your chest as you push yourself faster against the floor. It takes you a few minutes to find an exit and you hurry up the stairs. Dripping wet, you search for the set of stairs that lead up to the second floor and hurry up still searching the less dense crowd for Casey.

Once you reach the second level landing you pass the Bumper Boats and the Flow Rider and the pool where the less intense slides empty into. There are a few picnic tables with a people eating from the snack stalls or simply lounging around enjoying the atmosphere.

By the time you find the third-floor stairs, your right foot is hurting badly. You look down and see a small red stain on the step you just placed your foot.

“Damn it.” You keep going but avoid walking on the ball of your foot, which makes you limp as you try not to put too much pressure on it.

On the third level you find a pool bar. This must be where the adults hangout. Even now there are more people lounging here than there are on the second level. Every submerged stool by the light blue tiled bar is taken. The straw, tropical styled roof that in the daytime must provide much needed shade from the burning midday sun, doesn’t seem as popular to the other people who look up at the sky through the thick glass dome.

It’s littered with stars. The inky black is beautiful, but your foot hurts and you don’t see Casey.

You limp towards a distant corner, away from the people in the pool bar, past the faux stone archway that leads into what looks like a dimly lit cave with multicolored lights from which drifts music.

You head towards the area where the dome connects into the floor, several lounge seats angled towards the glass. They’re empty so you sit down, turning your back on the hustle and bustle of the park.

You pull your leg up, staring at the peeled skin on the ball of your foot. It’s not bad, just hurts because you’ve been ignoring it. Maybe you should have stopped by the first aid office and asked for some band-aids? And maybe bought some sandals in the gift shop?

“Hey.” You know that voice!

You turn and jump to your feet, wincing as you step on your scrape.

“Woah. Hey, sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.” It’s the guy from earlier. And enough time has passed that it doesn’t seem like he’s tipsy anymore.

Now that you’re not speeding away from him, you let yourself see him clearly. He’s big. Bigger than he felt in the Lazy River. He’s at least six feet tall, or close to it. His shoulders are wide, his chest is bare sculpted perfection, and his stomach is cut in deep rivers of glistening muscle. He’s wearing dark gray swim trunks with a large red stripe running down along the sides that sit low on his hips exposing the top of the V of his pelvis.

He sees where your eyes roam and he pulls his shorts up higher and quickly undoes the string holding them up and ties them on more tightly.

Your neck burns again, this time because you’d been caught admiring his physique. It’s kind of hard not to. Of course, this admiration quickly adjusts to curiosity as you eye his left metallic arm. Now that you see it more clearly, it’s dark, not silver like you’d thought. It’s almost black with small flecks of gold throughout.

Once again, he follows your gaze and quickly pulls his arm behind his back.

“Is this what it felt like for you with my head shoved between your boobs?” The man asks, feeling exposed.

“Yes.” You admit. Serves him right.

Finally, you look up at his face and your heart nearly shatters. He’s…he’s just so-His eyes are so blue, and his brow furrowed but they sparkle with amusement and embarrassment?

His chin is covered in scruff. He’s older. How much older? His dark hair is pulled back into a low bun. A recent decision as you distinctly remember the tickle of hair between your breasts when he’d found himself there.

“Sorry.” He says and takes a step towards you.

You take a step back and wince as you step on your right.

“Hey, really, I’m-I’m not going to hurt you. I just wanted to apologize for what happened before. I meant it when I said that my friends are assholes. People think Steve is some goody two-shoes but he’s really, really not.

“Steve?” You look at his arm again and you feel your like you’ve missed a step as you connect the dots.

“You’re Bucky Barnes?” You ask, curious but surprised.

“You know who I am?” He asks, smiling beautifully.

You can’t find your voice, so you nod.

You know this man from history, from the news. This man is famous in a not so good way but also a very good way. He’s a hero although most people see the Winter Soldier. You see both.

He blushes scarlet and reaches to pull his hair loose. He scratches the back of his head and blows a rush of air out through a nervous pucker of his lips.

“Look, I’m sorry about what I said before. I’m not-I don’t-It’s not like I’m some type of-”

“Pervert?” You offer, relaxing and quirking a brow.

He chuckles nervous and glances back towards the pool bar. No one is paying attention to the two of you.

“Yeah.” He admits. “I’m not that.”

Shame. For a moment—maybe you’ve been single too long? You kind of wish he’d throw himself at you but why would he? He’s hot and gorgeous. You’re…you.

Limping back to your seat you sit down and listen as Bucky moves to stand beside you.

“Are you hurt?”

“It’s nothing. I just scraped up my foot walking in that stupid Lazy River. I should have brought swim shoes.” You lament.

Bucky’s cool metal hand suddenly lands on your shoulder and you look up at him.

“Can I see?” You chew your lip and after a second of consideration, you nod.

Bucky moves around to squat down before you, pulling a large waterproof strip of gauze of the like you’ve never seen from his pocket. He also pulls a soft square of gauze and an alcohol wipe.

Okay, how long had he been watching you because there is no way that he just goes around carrying medical supplies in his pockets.

His right hand very slowly takes hold of your ankle, his hot fingers tickling your skin as he pulls your heel up to rest on his right knee.

Your breath hitches as his skin makes contact with yours and you feel a sudden churn of heat in your belly. It sends flutters through you.

Yeah, you’ve definitely been single too long.

“This is gonna hurt.” He warns you but you still hiss at the sudden sting of the alcohol.

He looks up at you apologetically, scrunching up his eyebrows with your reaction.

“Sorry.”

You lose yourself in him as you watch him care for your scrape. Why does it feel so good to be taken care of?

“You’re staring at me.” He says with a smile.

“Sorry.”

“Don’t be. Why are you staring at me?” He wonders, his eyes flitting up towards you then back to your foot.

“You’re really hot.” You admit, so lost in him that you can’t help but just give it to him straight.

His cheeks burn red again, and his ears flush adorably too, but he laughs as he finishes wrapping up your foot. His eyes twinkling.

“I think this is the first time someone has told me I’m hot, just like that.”

“You asked.” You argue.

“I did.” He says, carefully putting your foot down as he meets your eyes. The subtle curve of his lips and the way he still hasn’t released your ankle sends a shiver down your spine. “You’re not angry at me anymore?”

“Angry?” You ask, slightly dazed.

“You slapped me.” He explains.

Oh, shit! You had indeed slapped him.

“You said breasts were awesome after having your face shoved between mine.” He raises his eyebrows, indicating he’s still waiting for an answer. “No. I’m not angry anymore.”

“Good.” He smiles. “Come with me.”

He pulls you to your feet and slowly leads you towards the arched entrance of that fake stone cave. The water is at about four feet here too then slowly gets deeper the further he leads you through it.

The cave suddenly opens into a small lagoon.

“Wow, this is pretty.” You sigh as you look at the too blue water and the carefully crafted ambience, soft ferns and vines decorating fake stones and hanging from the ceiling. You can’t really touch the floor anymore and Bucky is moving forward through the water still holding your hand as you cross into the pink, yellow, and purple lit cove.

On the other side of the cove is a textured vinyl flooring, painted beige to look like the shore of a sandy beach. You can hear deep bass bumping and techno music drifting in from another open archway that winds into a hallway.

“What’s that way?” You wonder as your feet find the sloping curve of the floor.

“A club. The water park people wanted to get their money’s worth, so they opened a club for us adults to drink and party. I should actually be in there. That party’s being thrown by a friend of mine.”

“Really? What friend? Steve Rogers?”

“No. Tony Stark.”

Woah! Tony fucking Stark!

“Is that where we’re going?” You wonder just as Bucky pulls you completely out of the water, but he suddenly twirls you around so that you face him. His hands find your hips and he backs you up quickly until you’re pressed into a small depression in the wall where you’re both hidden from view.

With your mouth slightly open and your eyes searching, you let your heart rage in its beat, rivaling the base of the distant music.

You can feel his fingers adjusting their grip on your hips, sending tantalizing tickles down your legs.

“I’m gonna kiss you, now. Is that okay?” Bucky asks, whispering warmly as he leans towards you.

You nod.

“You gotta tell me it’s okay, baby-doll. I’m not gonna kiss you and then have you slap me again.”

“I want you to kiss me, Bucky. Kiss me.” You beg, mint and pineapple on his breath. Maybe he ate one of those snow cones earlier?

His lips twitch into a smile before he rushes down to kiss you. His lips move softly, warm and tender, massaging your lips into submission.

As his tongue passes through the small opening you left for him, you groan and wrap your left arm around him. You place it on the center of his bare back, stroking the hard muscles eagerly.

Bucky’s metal hand wraps around the back of your head, holding you in place as he explores your depths while his right hand grazes the top of your bottom as he wraps it around you and pulls you up against his chest.

He kisses you until you have to pull away to breathe. It almost hurts your lungs as the oxygen rushes in.

“Oh, God.” You gasp, your body humming as Bucky merely shifts to press wet kisses to your neck.

He suckles on the skin against the hammering beat of your pulse.

Suddenly he wraps his hand down beneath your bottom and lifts you up. Your legs wrap around his waist, moving with instinct as he pushes you harder against the wall.

“Bucky…” You plead, and he rushes back up to meet your lips. “Mmmmm.”

You never do this. Meeting some guy and kissing him? Though, it’s not like you don’t know Bucky. You know of him. You’ve seen him save people. You’ve studied his past in school. You know where he comes from and you know where he’s been.

Bucky breaks the kiss again and pulls back enough to look into your eyes. He thrusts towards you, your quivering gasp ripping through you both.

“Tell me you want me.” Bucky begs, almost as if he needs to hear it.

“Bucky…”

“Tell me, baby-doll. Tell me you want me.”

“I want you, Bucky, please. I want you inside me.” You’re almost shocked to hear yourself say it because this is definitely not something you would do.

You’ve never slept with anyone you’ve just met, ever!

His cheeks burn and his eyes explode into darkness as he lunges forward, thrusting up into you again through his shorts. Just two small strips of clothing, that’s all that’s keeping you two apart.

“Tell me you want me again.” He orders.

“Bucky please…I want you.” You whimper, bucking against his hips and the hard rod barely contained behind his trunks.

Bucky is gasping for breath as he pulls his shorts down a bit at the front, just enough to spring him forward. He hooks his finger into the small fabric of your suit and pulls it aside before he deftly thrusts into you.

It’s quick and intense. It has to be with where you are. Out here where anyone might see you.

You shut your eyes, leaning down to bite hard into the skin of his shoulder. He grunts into your ear and you can feel his hard pelvis smack against you as he shoves himself into you in frantic and needy. It’s rough and volcanic with small but powerful and very quick thrusts.

You bounce against the wall, against his chest, your chest squished against his. When his groans come with every thrust, you know that he’s close. The sound of him making such lewd noises sends you over the edge.

You moan against his shoulder as the coil in your body snaps and you’re sent into ecstasy, biting harder and harder with every wave of euphoria until you taste the warm copper flavor of blood.

With one final thrust he freezes and explodes within you in thick flooding warmth.

Your body falls into numbness and you loosen your jaw, turning your head to rest your left cheek there on his shoulder.

Bucky’s left hand comes back behind your head and he strokes your hair slowly, caressing you with fondness.

“What’s your name?” He asks, and you’re shocked to realize you just slept with a man without first telling him your name.

You have all the power here. You could walk away, and he’d never know who you were.

But after today…after what just happened? How could you not see him again?

“Y/N…” You whisper, stroking the center of his back slowly as he continues to support your weight with your legs wrapped around him, still fully buried within you. “Y/N y/l/n.”

He nods.

“Y/N?”

“Yeah?”

“Will you marry me?” He mumbles, kissing your neck softly.

You chuckle and let your breathing slow, but you know he’s not serious.

“I mean it.” He assures you. “Will you marry me?”

“What?” You pull back slowly, searching his eyes for the joke but all you see is warm sincerity.

“I want you. And I know it’s weird because we just barely met but I wanna keep you.”

“Bucky you don’t even know me.” You shake your head, confused.

“Marry me, baby-doll.”

“Bucky…”

“Marry me?”

“Buck-”

“Be my wife.” He whispers, leaning in to rub his lips against your own softly, a feather tease of skin on skin.

God, you can still taste that pineapple!

“Yes.” You relent and he smiles then kisses you hard.

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Melanie Martinez Should Never Change Her Brand

So if you don’t know Melanie Martinez, she’s a singer/song writer who really launch into the mainstream after her 2012 appearance on The Voice. She didn’t win, the good ones never do, but she did catch many people’s attention with her interesting look. Her hair is split right down the middle with one half bleached and one half black, she wore very preppy clothes, and topped the look off with a giant bow. 

Fast forward 7 years later and she has solidified her brand. She’s Cry Baby, a kid at heart with morbid ways of expressing herself. She traded in her preppy attire for what I would describe as puffy, frilly, and pink. Majority of her songs focus on some element of childhood, and she uses this as a lens to express her feelings in her adult life. Nothing better represents Martinez’s brand than her most recent album, K-12.

So the premise of K-12 is Martinez going through each grade level of school starting with kindergarten all the way to senior year of high school. Each song focuses on some element of school life starting with the first song titled Wheels on The Bus. I can only give my personal interpretation for all of these songs, but I'm sure it won’t be too far off from the general consensus. This song is a play on the classic nursery rhyme of the same name and it’s about children being left up to their own devices when the adults aren’t paying attention. This song is very upbeat and lighthearted vocally and instrumentally, but lyrically it’s a bit more mischievous (couldn’t think of the right word so that will have to do). With lyrics like “Now, I'ma light it up and pass it Puff‚ puff and pass it Don't be a dick and babysit, c'mon, just pass it over here” it reminds me of the side of growing up that the parents like to imagine doesn’t happen. The part where you get high with your friends in the school bathroom, or hookup with the kid who sits next to you just because he’s kinda cute. It happens all the time, but parents like to pretend their child is the exception. They are not. 7.8 out of 10.

Class Fight is up next. The song is about two girls fighting over the affections of some boy. There is a common theme that pops up in some of Melanie’s songs, and that is that her parents are awful. This song is no different. During this fight her dad is encouraging a hesitant Martinez to “go for the throat”. I can’t relate to this song in particular but I’m sure someone somewhere can. It’s less than three minutes long but it’s way too repetitive for me, in fact I just looked it up and the phrase “for the throat” came up 38 times. This song is usually one I skip. 6.5 out of 10.

Her next song is titled The Principal and its about a power hungry man who does not care about those he was suppose to protect. In the song she talks a bit about the state of the US with the opioid epidemic and the constant school shootings in the line “Killing kids all day and night, prescription pills and online fights”. In hindsight I should have already known this, but the song is about our president Donald Middle Name That I’m Forgetting Trump. This song was in my top 3 on the album before I even knew it was about Trump, and now I hear it from a different perspective. She’s frustrated and truly angry with this man, and she feels left behind. The post-chorus is just Martinez calling out asking where’s the principal. I never got that part before but now I have a whole new appreciation for this song. 8.2 out of 10.

Show and Tell is the next song and it has the interesting beat. It feels like a slow grandfather clock ticking. While I'm at it I might as well mention that I love the little effects she adds in backgrounds of her songs, like dogs growling, or kids cheering, it’s a nice touch. Okay back to Show and Tell. This song focuses on Martinez struggle with the constant spotlight that is on her, and how the paparazzi can make her feel like an object that is meant to be observed and toyed with. I love the beat on this song, it makes me feel like something is creeping up on me, I always expect some kind of beat drop but it never really comes. 7.9 out of 10.

Nurse’s Office  is the one song off the album that perfectly describes what my middle school experience was like. In the song Martinez wants to avoid the hell that is school by faking an illness and getting sent to the nurse’s office. It reminds me of all those uncomfortable years we all went through growing up. I remember faking a stomachache and going to the nurse’s office during gym class just to sit alone on a mat for 40 minutes and scroll through my phone. The feeling is real and this song captures it. This song sounds the way Alice and Wonderland looks and feels, there is no better way to describe it than that but hopefully when you listen to it you’ll know what I mean. 8.8 out of 10.

Do you remember all the bullshit you had to pretend to care about in middle school? Like when Stacy told Erica that Bethany wasn’t her friend anymore and omg how dare she do that? Or when someone makes fun of your socks for being too colorful, or calls you an attention whore for dying your hair red?  That’s what Drama Club is about, it’s about how words get misconstrued, things get blown up out of proportion, and if you don’t follow the script of life perfectly you asking for drama. Drama in middle school felt like the end of the world especially because half the time you couldn’t tell what even started it. It was tiring, it was senseless, it was frustrating, and I hate to admit but it was painful, and all on that comes through in the vocals. Thank fucking god  we outgrow that all that stuff. 8 out of 10.

Strawberry Shortcake talks about the pressure many girls feel when they are growing into their bodies. People stare, comment, compare, judge, grab, and hurt young girls all the time and blame them for being too tempting. I heard it from my own mother all the time growing up, she told me going out in cutoff shorts is why men will take advantage of me. In the lines “It's my fault, it's my fault 'cause I put icing on top Now, the boys want a taste of the strawberry shortcake That's my bad, that's my bad, no one told them not to grab” Melanie takes on an apologetic tone when talking about her own body. It is only towards the end of the song when she takes on a more confident tone and claims her body for her self. 8.1 out of 10.

The 8th song on the album is a short little song titled Lunchbox Friends. The song’s about fake/temporary friends that only want you around when it’s convenient. I love the chorus in this one because her voice was altered to be a lower and slightly distorted pitch. There’s not much to say about this song but it is remarkable high on my ranking for this album, 8.6 out of 10.

Orange Juice covers the very serious topic of eating disorders and uses orange juice as a metaphor for bulimia. The vocals are very soothing and the instrumentals relaxing. The song is gentle, and the lyrics are of Martinez trying to comfort a friend that is currently suffering from an eating disorder. It’s a powerful song without needing all the force or heavy beats from a traditional empowerment song. 8.5 out of 10. 

Detention is the one song off the album I always skip. The beat is almost tropical and the lyrics don’t have as focused of a message as the rest of the songs. It’s similar to Show and Tell in messaging,  it’s about dealing with fame and having to be on your best behavior to satisfy other people. But it’s always been the song I could do without. 5 out of 10.

Teacher’s Pet on the other hand is a song I have never skipped when it came up on shuffle. The song’s about a student-teacher affair, and how the student has to grapple with the fact that the relationship is wrong on paper but hiding the relationship makes her feel like a dirty secret. Melanie’s voice is sultry and the beat lurking and intimidating. This song doesn’t hit close to home for a lot of people but it does a great job placing you in the students shoes. 9 out of 10

High School Sweethearts is not only my absolute favorite song off the album but it’s one of my favorite songs ever. The beat and vocals starts very slow and romantic until they pick up pace as the song goes on and it becomes more more bouncy. Melanie is asking her sweetheart to treat her right in her own special and dark way. One line that sums this up best is “Step six If you can't put in work, I don't know what you think this fucking is Step seven, this one goes to eleven If you cheat, you will die, die”. It’s a fun song, it’s a sweet song (kinda), and I’m obsessed with it. 9.99 out of 10. 

We made it. The final song is call Recess. The song reminds me of what would play at end of a movie after the happy ending and when the credits are rolling. The song is about prioritizing yourself and your happiness and not letting others take advantage of you. It’s the perfect ending to the album and it’s a neat little song. 8 out of 10.

Final Ranking

13. Detention

12. Class Fight

11. Wheels On the Bus

10. Show and Tell

9./8. Drama Club/Recess

7. Strawberry Shortcake

6. The Principal

5. Orange Juice

4. Lunchbox Friends

3. Nurse’s Office 

2. Teacher’s Pet

1. High School Sweetheart

[muthaz-rapapa]

StarPre: Zodiac Forms

Now that I’ve got the good quality official art, c’mon, did anyone seriously think I would not ramble about the zodiac forms in another long post? :P lol

Crap, I should be studying my Japanese since I’m traveling to Tokyo next week (GONNA GO VISIT THE PRECURE STORE, WOOOOT~!) but I want to get this post out first cuz I know I won’t have time or internet access to do it later.

So let’s do this!

Taurus form – BRAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDSSSSSSSSSS

8D

This one I like best out of Star’s two forms (but Pisces is awesome too!) for that reason but I also love how they changed her short tutu-style skirt into an asymmetric, flowing one. And that cow pattern is to die for~! <3

The butterfly earrings and horns are a very nice touch as well! *chef’s kiss*

Pisces form – I can’t explain why or how Hikaru pulls off the mermaid look so well…but she just does, okay?

Maybe it’s the twintails.

Anyways, super cute! Adding a touch of blue and deep magenta to the overall light pink theme really makes her look more tropical.

Then there are the sea accessories and ugh! Sometimes when I look at this, I’m reminded of Mermaid Melody except the way Star is designed here looks a lot more fun.

Before I get into this, I just want to say that we can now celebrate Lala’s bubble shorts blooming into space dresses! Aaaaaahhh~ <D

Leo form – Y’know when I saw Lala go “RAWR!” in the movie trailer, I was like “This is it, if this is the last thing I see, I’ll be happy I lived”, hahaha!

Lion imagery is just so cool, y’know? (as Gelato can testify)

The wild hair, the crown.

Yeap. This pretty much confirms it. Lala is Space Queen. ;D

Cancer form – I’m simultaneously gushing over her crab hair, how much I love this shade of yellow green and giggling mad that she resembles a jellyfish more than a crustacean. xDD

*sigh* Really, I think Lala’s forms turned out the best. They faithfully captured the aesthetics of the Star Princesses while retaining Milky’s original design and without making it overly gaudy, too.

Lala, you are perfect! <3

Libra form – Normally, I would say that’s too crazy for even crazy magical girl hair but then I remember Felice’s Alexandrite form and how extra that was in all its Mother Nature floral glory…

…and I just shut my trap.

Still, it seems like Libra form had the least effort put into it.

I mean, yea, they moved some colors around (more like seeped the orange into the ombre of Soleil’s hair) and extended the reaches of her dress but it’s practically the same thing save for Libra’s hairdo…which looks more like a wig she put on that anything.

That’s just it. The dual cornucopia there catches your attention right away on how…fake it looks that it’s as if the rest don’t matter as much. Which is sad cuz the Libra Star Princess is perhaps one of the best Star Princesses based on what little personality we did get from each of them. And I just wanted to see something more creative for her form, that’s all. :(

Maybe it’ll look better in motion? We’ll just have to see if that happens in the movie. As of right now, this still picture isn’t really helping my impression of it.

Scorpio form – Much better. Absolutely adore the slimmer cut and my, does Elena look downright gorgeous with a ponytail! <D

I’m always reading about how “full of passion” Scorpios are and while I don’t let those descriptions get in the way of appreciating their characters, have to admit that “passion” was the first word that came to my mind when I saw Soleil in this form.

She literally looks like a goddess of sunsets. Beautiful.

Capricorn form – Still not sure if I’m the type of person who favors something just because I so happen to share a quality or trait with that one certain aspect of a character…

And I freely admit that the Capricorn form is not the best of bunch (though it’s definitely not the worst)…

…but it looks unarguably lovely regardless and I love it with all my heart because me is a Capricorn, after all~ <3

The tiny hearts themselves may be a bit much but it’s part of Capricorn Star Princess’s design so honestly, I have zero problem with it. They’re adorable~

Then I kinda squealed because Selene traded her umbrella/lamp shade skirt for a fancy bed canopy! LOL xDD

But most of all, it’s simply wonderful to see Madoka with wavy hair (AGAIN WITH THE HAIR!). Ooooo, gotta love that transition from light purple to fuchsia! X3

Like I said before, they made the Cures’ respective color schemes and the Star Princesses’ color schemes quite compatible. But that’s a given since they’re within close range of each other anyway.

Sagittarius form – Ok, I may have said Lala’s forms looked the best but I believe the Sagittarius form alone can blow everyone else’s out of the sky.

I mean, look at her! Isn’t she friggin’ STUNNING?!

The long side pony tail (*SCREAMS*), the mature vibe the long gown gives off and most of all, MADOKA HOLDING AN ACTUAL BOW AND ARROW AND LOOKING LIKE A WARRIOR MAIDEN DESCENDING FROM THE HEAVENS TO PURGE THE EVIL FROM THIS WRETCH WORLD!!

HAAAAAA……I dunno why I get so emotional over form changes, I just do.

Alright, first things first. This is not the place for me to spill my grievances about Cosmos in general so rest assured, I won’t do that. But I am allowed to say one thing.

Toei. I don’t understand your incomplete logic.

Cure Cosmos is a rainbow Cure. You either give her all twelve differently colored forms or you give her none at all.

Seriously, it makes no sense that she gets four zodiac forms, leaving the other girls with only two when we could have had:

1) the original starters with three zodiac forms each

2) Cosmos with either twelve (because SHE’S THE CURE OF EFFIN’ RAINBOWS!!) or one exceptionally glorified rainbow super form (with seven cat tails because RAINBOWS!!)

This is less about midseason Cure privilege (which Cosmos has heaps of) or the fact that they won’t be able to fit so many forms in an hour long special (it’s movie budget so piss off!) and more about not doing your math right to get the best, maximum output! xP

*sigh* Ok, petty raging done (for now). Moving along…

Aries form – As some of you may know, I’m not a fan of Cosmos’ rainbow skirt but I find I can easily overlook that (along with the cat ears, the flat top hat décor, the weird braids and the dorito clips) to appreciate the full picture.

And the Aries form may just be my most favorite out of Cosmos’ forms. Since Aries is the ram constellation, the white wool trim looks appropriate, especially against the crimson of her outfit. Frankly, I think Cosmos looks better in this red design than her normal blue-rainbow Cure form.

Then there’s the poofy (kyaa~!) hair that just acts so well as a backdrop to the ram horns.

Mm, yes, definitely my favorite. *nod nod*

Gemini form – Again, where the fuck were you when Met Gala was happening this year?!

Like, this would not only fit right in with the camp theme but could’ve won best dressed that night!

The only thing I’d consider getting rid of is the rainbow but then it’d probably look less campy so maybe not.

Anyways, I was the least fond of this form when I first saw it but the more I look at it, the more I’m learning to like it…??

The red cape (and cherry earrings) provides a sharp contrast to all the green going on, too.

Virgo form – Azure blue complements light pink and white in a very angelic sort of way. Pretty~

Cosmos’ hair also looks delightfully charming when it’s curled and has a flower decoration in it.

…That’s all I have to say, really.

Oh no, wait.

It’s extremely odd to me that Cosmos gets two zodiac forms that correspond to other Cures’ birthday signs and she doesn’t even get the form of her own birthday sign.

Hikaru’s is Aries and Elena’s is Virgo. Look who got those forms.

Yuni’s sign is Libra. That form went to Soleil instead.

…WHAT IS UP WITH THAT?! >:/

Aquarius form – Is it just me or do the rainbow pleats actually work here?

We’re dealing with water and the droplet beads attached to the ends really reminds me of the rain so that’s probably why.

Cosmos’ hair also looks mega good in waves, too.

And the stars~! Exquisite!

On another note, again she always comes as a strange package because if cats in general hate water, then pairing Cosmos up with Aquarius is the biggest mismatch of them all, them both having a blue theme be damned. xD;

~~~~~

*SIGH* Finished!

…Or not. One last thing. There’s always one last thing.

It’s just a real shame that these forms are exclusive to the movie. I mean, I know we all have our opinions on whether or not Form Changes are actually useful in the tv series (I don’t care, I just like looking at them and that’s reason enough for me)…

But the stock footage was severely underwhelming for StarPre so having these in the show may have done some good to alleviate that feeling.

Also, the Zodiac forms have a much closer relation to the space motif than the Twinkle forms do. Seriously, the most noticeable things about the Twinkle forms are the tiaras and it’s weird because we already have the Star Princesses. So WHY do we need to put tiaras on the Cures? They’re not aiming to become princesses themselves, they’re channeling the powers of the stars (aka the Zodiac princesses!) so they should take on appearance respective of the star signs!

Again, I really don’t understand Toei logic.

……AND ONE MORE THING! OMGODD

Is there anyone out there who tried to draw what the first four Cures would look like in the forms that went to Cosmos? And if there is, may I see them? Please, pretty pretty please please please?!?!?

[liquideyeshadow]

review & swatches: nomad cosmetics’s antilles palette

hey guys!! i’m gonna review the antilles palette from indie brand nomad cosmetics. under the break is the product breakdown, swatches, and my general first impression on the palette.

ok so i’ve been exposed to a lot (a LOT) of indie beauty brands, but i don’t think nomad cosmetics is on a lot of ppl’s radars so let’s play catch-up for a sec. this brand was formed by a duo whose love of travel is uhhh, very evident. every collection is themed after various international locations. for the most part, they’ve released eyeshadows, although they’ve got a decent number of cheek products as well. they’re cruelty-free and seem to be v transparent re: their business practices if you were wondering abt that. their products afaik are only available on their website; they’re not one of those indies that got picked up by retailers like ulta or anything .

product breakdown:

the antilles palette was, i’m pretty sure, released in a 2018 summer collection. don’t quote me on that ‘cause i’m not 100% sure. it retails for $37, which, in terms of non-drugstore palettes, falls on the low-to-mid end. definitely not the most expensive but i still got it on sale lmao. below i’ve got shots of what the packaging looks like:

so!!! cute packaging is a Huge Thing for me. it’s not like a deal-breaker or anything, but i do appreciate it. the vivid design of flamingos and pineapples and other tropical imagery that’s on both the cardboard sleeve and the cover of the palette itself gives a rly fresh, summer-y vibe. which is smth i sorely need during these frigid winter months. on the back of said cardboard sleeve they’ve got some little blurb abt the inspiration for the palette, and the layout/shade names. 

onto the palette itself, they’ve got a little 5 by 2.5 inch mirror on the inside of the cover. there’s fifteen shades total in the palette, and they’ve got this pretty embossing of palm trees. it’s nice when powder products are embossed, it’s just a shame i’m gonna mess it up after i use it like twice. :’) ANYWAYS i actually very much enjoy the color layout. it’s a lovely balance of warm and cool tones, and they all seem very. Bright? i know it might be an issue for some ppl, that there aren’t any base/transition/contour colors (except maybe that sienna shade in the top left), but honestly? i’ve got one (1) neutral palette that i use to play support roles for all my eyeshadow looks, and i don’t necessarily need more y’know? so it works for me, personally. if you do mind that you’re gonna need to bring in something else to complete any look you make with this, you might wanna skip out on this one.

swatches:

(left to right: secret harbor, blue lagoon, grace bay, el floridita, curacao nights)

(left to right: champagne reef, glistening waters, playa flamenco, seven mile beach, diamond waterfalls)

(left to right: happy reef, the baths, pink sand beach, mahogany bay, rum punch)

overall first impression:

okay well!! the idea of this palette is riiiight up my alley. i love all these summer season palettes that tout ocean-y shimmers and vibrant sunset mattes. i noticed the eyeshadow was very... soft? and i found that in this palette the satins and shimmers swatched absolutely beautifully. (i was esp impressed by blue lagoon & champagne reef.) as a whole, the darker colors swatched well. the ones that i found had more trouble were the purple mattes and the lighter yellow/orange shades. which kinda sucks because i got excited by happy island in particular, but i know that mattes do have a tendency not to swatch well---even the ones that perform well on the face. 

when i did test them on my face, those shades still couldn’t get quite as pigmented as i wanted them. i’m gonna have to play around a bit more w/ different primers and stuff to see if i can bring them to how i’d like them. however, those aforementioned ocean-y shimmers and those neon pink shades? amazing. they were like this acidic punch of color, and i’m gonna get a real good amount of use out of those once i’m able to break out my beach wardrobe again. 

in general, i like this palette a lot!! conceptually and in terms of its color selection, i love it. and in terms of performance it’s pretty decent too!! i look forward to working with it. i’ll see if i can put together a look and post a tutorial soon. 

Arbitrary Numeral Rating: 8/10

alright so yeah!! i think that’s where i’m gonna end this. i’m gonna have to come up w/ better conclusions whoops. stay cute, y’all !!!!

[feral222]

98 questions

Thank you @hunbunnybby for tagging me aaaah 💖💖

1. Full name: my first name is sophie

2. Nicknames: /

3. Birthday: september first!

4. Age: uhm old/

5. Zodiac star sign: virgo

6. Moon sign: sag

7. Ascendant: aquarius

8. Venus: virgo

9. Gender: female

10. Pronouns: she/her

11. Sexuality: ???????????????

12. Myer-Briggs type: enfj or entj i cant remember aah

13. Relationship status: relationship 💖

14. Best friend: good question :)

15. Religion: next question :)

16. Favorite color: pink, red, orange and light blue

17. Favorite music genre: oh. hiphop. i guess

18. Favorite band/artist: besides being slightly overobsessing over lil pump, brockhampton And bts ofc, i listen to lil peep and other useless weird music, also german hiphop/ cloudrap, i am basically trash when it comes to music. oh and lana

19. Favorite song: top 5 bc i Can't decide: bts - baepsae, brockhampton - zipper, lil peep - star shopping, lana del rey - cherry, yung hurn - rot

20. Favorite holiday: christmas, i love getting presents and i love food, and i love being cozy

21. Favorite tv show: gossip girl or dance academy or avatar

22. Favorite youtuber: probably amber scholl i love her

23. Favorite perfume/cologne: i'm poor, i have body sprays wow. i love coconnut and i love warm scents

24. Favorite season: late spring early summer, the first really hot days where ur filled with joy about the hot weather and just drown urself in ice tea

25. Favorite flower: pansies and roses

26. Favorite gemstone: rose quartz

27. Favorite roller coaster: /

28. Favorite fruit: peaches, strawberries, watermelon

29. Favorite vegetable: in german its called kohlrabi, i translated it and its the same in english apparently. its the best. you can eat it raw like a snecc, or stuff it, or just cook it. i love it

30. Favorite icecream flavor: lemon, or cookie dough

31. Favorite candy: anything with caramel or vanilla

32. Favorite restaurant: /

33. Favorite fast food restaurant: K f c their mashed potatoes are??? heavenly

34. Favorite starburst flavor: /

35. Favorite pizza topping: sweet corn and mild chillis and mozarella ofc

36. Favorite chip flavor: saltyyyy

37. Favorite non-alcoholic beverage: ice tea. flavoured water with like peach or tropical. gimme that cancer juice. waldmeister lemonade, god tier drink.

38. Favorite alcoholic beverage: mama russia :) and also i like baileys, and gin n t is very drinkable lol. at the end of the day i drink everything but i hate everything hard except for vodka, like i hate whiskey and rum its disgusting

39. Favorite video game: zelda or tboi

40. Favorite board game: /

41. Favorite city: p a r i s, where i wanted to go this year. but now bts tickets (!!!!!sdkjfghasdiufhzaisudfz THEYRE COMING TO GERMANY) are more important so goodbye summer vacation :)

42. Favorite dog breed: everyone, but the extra fluffy ones? Special

43. Favorite animal: moths. cats, deer

44. Favorite number: 2

45. Coffee or tea: tea

46. Vanilla or chocolate: vanilla

47. Leather or denim: denim

48. Short or long sleeves: short, or long sleeves rolled up

49. Patterned or plain: both :)

50. Floral or plaid: neither

51. Black or white: both

52. Makeup or no makeup: makeup

53. Tumblr or Twitter: tumblr

54. Facebook or Snapchat or Instagram: ig

55. Phone or tablet or computer: phone

56. Liberal or conservative: bruh its 2018 not 1918

57. Sunrises or sunsets: sunrise

58. Are you vegetarian: no

59. Are you vegan: no

60. Are you allergic to anything: cats. i cri

61. Are you polyamorous: no

62. Have you been out of state: ya

63. Have you been out of country: ya

64. Have you kissed a boy: ya

65. Have you kissed a girl: no

66. Have you kissed an enby: no

67. Have you broken a bone: no

68. Have you been to the emergency room: ya, infected a fresh thing with all the blood and juicy things :)

69. Have you ever been high: not yet

70. Have you ever been drunk: ha i had 2 blackouts this year already :)

71. Have you ever been in a band or choir: ya

72. Have you ever catfished someone: no

73. Do you have any siblings: ya

74. Do you live with your parents: no

75. Do you have more than 100 followers: ya

76. Do you have more than 1,000 followers: no

77. Do you have more than 10,000 followers: no

78. Do you smoke weed: no

79. Do you drink: too often but not often enough. once a week or every 2 weeks is ok

80. Do you have a job: kinda

81. Do you own any musician/youtuber merch: i own merch by: marina and the diamonds, yung lean, lgoony, miyavi, yung hurn, eeeehm more probably

82. Do you have any internet friends: ya n i luv u

83. Do you play any instruments: i wish

84. Where did you go/are you going to college: i am rn :)

85. College major: textiles and clothing

86. Names of all your group chats: dont have friends apparently oops

87. Tap the middle autofill button 10 times:

88. What time zone do you live in: +1 i think? europe time

89. Your best friend’s sign: /

90. Your 2nd, 3rd, and 4th closest friends’ signs: my close friends are pisces, aries, gemini, sag

91. Your crush’s sign: my boi is a cap

92. Your mom’s sign: leo

93. Your dad’s sign: aquarius

94. Your sibling(s)’ sign(s): leo

95. Your enemy’s sign: i hate leos.

96. Your ex(s)’ sign(s): /

97. An ex best friend’s sign: leo

98. Tag 5 people to participate: idk who to tag. i tag @kanashii-yunikon and @slowtofu <3

[ted-hyung]

hello !! i heard u liked jinseob so id like to req some lol its kinda bizarre but a jinseob promposal au where woojin wants to ask seob out to prom but he has no romantic sense and his friends dont make it any better for him lmao

hi hello holy shit how long have you been waiting, anon-sshi?

here have fl00f and a concept I dig the most: park woojin not being a clueless bean aka me borrowing his on-stage personality LMAO. I hope you’ll like it. tell your friends about it, give kudos and comments on AO3 and give likes and reblogs here lmao oppa had a good time writing this

will always be inspired by these:

“you’re serious about this.”

“uh, yeah.” woojin nods, easily, to answer his best friend’s constant, exaggerated reaction ever since woojin declared that yes, i’m serious about this last week.

woojin doesn’t bother checking whether jihoon is still trailing behind him or not, eyes never leaving the plushie section where literally every disney characters ever exist are staring back at him. mickey mouse, winnie the pooh, piglet, that orange fish… hmm, but where’s the one woojin is looking for? he’s pretty sure it’s—she?—from disney, though, that female rabbit in a cop costume. he did his research and according to a pann post, this huge toy’s store at coex mall is selling that female rabbit in a cop costume plushie.

what’s her name again? julie? julie hope?

“but, seriously?” jihoon asks, again, with the same amount of wonder like the first time, and woojin hums, touching buzz lightyear’s head as he passes by.

“yolo, i guess?” he glances at jihoon who’s grinning so wide the apples of his round cheeks are the cutest among all of these polyester cuties.

“duuuuude, alright alright,” jihoon chuckles, pouncing at woojin’s back like a tiger cub. “i’m totally supporting you. sorry if i had doubt, i mean, i wasn’t even sure this guy really existed until last week!”

he’s a gemini through and through, though not necessarily having split personalities. woojin is already used to jihoon’s change of heart and mind and which spanish football clubs he’s rooting for during their ten years of friendship.

“chill, bro.” woojin tickles the underside of jihoon’s chin with his fingers. “just help me find the female rabbit in a cop costume.”

“judy hopps-noona? dude, she’s on the front display.” jihoon says, stopping on his tracks with his arms still around woojin’s shoulders. “i saw her placed next to nick wilde-hyung.”

right, woojin forgot that jihoon is disney slash pixar supremacist. jihoon could recite word after word of that red talking car animation and woojin doesn’t exactly mind every time jihoon forces him to sit through amazing two hours-ish storytelling because jihoon is his english class savior for the past ten years.

he lets jihoon tugging him back to the storefront, their clasped hands causing quite a fuss for a couple of giggly girls who happen to look twice at their direction; most likely at jihoon’s face and jihoon’s ugly neon pink-neon yellow shoelaces and jihoon’s glaring purple colored jansport. woojin? woojin has black hair, tanned skin, and a generic black backpack, totally out of anybody’s radar.

judy hopps-noon—judy hopps is indeed placed on the front display, side to side with a red fox in green, tropical shirt. jihoon picks up one of judy hopps plushies, greets her politely, and asks woojin to take his picture with her.

woojin doesn’t even blink at jihoon’s antics. it’s been ten years, remember? he does as he’s asked, directing jihoon to tilt his head a little bit to the left, ignoring the camera shutters coming from not-so-sneaky giggly girls from before. also another recurrent episodes of being park jihoon’s best friend for the past ten years, so woojin is not even fazed at all by the girls’ bold action.

after a couple of different cute poses, jihoon says, as he types some clever caption for his new instagram post for his fifty thousand something followers, “you know, judy-noona has a cute carrot pen in the movie. it can record voices, so she used it to record her convo with nick-hyung as a blackmail material.”—his tone so nonchalant as if he didn’t just save woojin from any future embarrassment because even though woojin said i’m sure about this, well, he could do some assistance from inanimate objects.

here’s the thing:

the hanlim kid is definitely not a girl.

here’s another:

it’s not like woojin has a traumatic experience with girls whatsoever. the older girl who was in the dance club together, the one who agreed to date him because she had a dare with her classmates to see who could score a boyfriend the fastest? nah, she wasn’t a big deal. it happened when he was just a naïve freshman and he managed to add another reputation to his name beside being park jihoon’s lifelong sidekick—which is actually an insult, according to jihoon himself who’s always ready to fight anyone when it comes to woojin’s wellbeing.

anyway.

so woojin got his dancing skill acclaimed by the whole school as he’s very active in the dance club, like, he helped the team won high school regional dance competition upon his first two months and his fancam that the dance club’s supervisor uploaded to the school’s website got a little bit viral. he was that good—still is! if you listen closely you could hear jihoon protesting—and woojin, who didn’t really stand out in middle school except for his cute snaggletooth, finally understood how awesome it was to bask in the acknowledgement, especially from that older girl.

woojin didn’t understand when she explained. he didn’t understand why jihoon was so furious at her he had to physically prevent jihoon from marching to her class, she was a senior for god’s sake, with his jaw clenched tight and his then chubby cheeks flaming red in anger. he didn’t understand anything, letting go was easy because what is love? what did he know about love when he was sixteen? what does he know about love now that he’s older and not necessarily wiser because he’s going to ask a hanlim kid, who’s definitely not a girl, to go to prom with him?

jihoon wasn’t aware about the hanlim kid because he always sleeps on their way to school, head lolling left and right but never landing on woojin’s shoulder. the bus is never crowded from where they get on. the hanlim kid always takes the window seat two seats ahead of woojin and jihoon’s ten minutes after them, while his handsome and cute friend with curled hair will get on three minutes after him, and they will get off the bus five minutes later right in front of hanlim multi art school, leaving woojin and jihoon for another ten minutes ride to seoul gangseo.

woojin has his plan laid out neatly. he puts judy-noona in an unassuming paper bag. he makes sure that he puts the carrot pen that has his voice recorded in the same unassuming paper bag. no one is paying him any attention when he sits on the hanlim kid’s usual seat to transfer judy-noona and the carrot pen there with jihoon filming his action for his very own future blackmail material. nick-hyung is sure a bad influence for his best friend.

now they wait on their usual seat at the back of the bus.

“dude, good fucking luck!” jihoon says in his uncharacteristic high-pitched voice he only ever shows to woojin and to any disney slash pixar characters. “i fucking hope he says yes!” and yes, jihoon tends to curse a lot when he’s too excited.

woojin has just stored the unassuming paper bag in his generic black backpack when the hanlim kid boards the bus. ah. the familiar deep ache in his chest once he sets his eyes on the slim figure is a loud sign that woojin made the right decision, one that was inspired by seoul gangseo’s school prince mark lee, his dearest classmate, who got asked out to prom by a buff kid from seoul gangseo science. that’s why woojin is confident in his plan to ask the hanlim kid, someone from outside of seoul gangseo, to go to prom with him.

what woojin knows is that it’s not love. he likes looking at the hanlim kid who started boarding the same bus woojin and jihoon take for the past two and a half years just right on the start of twelfth grade semester. he thought the hanlim kid looks like some concept he couldn’t pinpoint what until he saw judy-noona in an advertisement, with eyes so round and big, cute button nose that would scrunch whenever he laughs at his curly hair’s friend jokes, and red, full lips that complement that would pout as he complains about homework and assignments.

it’s not love.

but if you ask woojin if he’s always looking forward to his morning rides to school then he would answer yes without any hesitation. if you ask woojin if he thinks the hanlim kid would look good together with him in matching prom suits, then he would answer of course they would have you seen that face? and if you ask woojin if he’s ready to be turned down by the hanlim kid, woojin would shrug because honestly that thought never crossed him at all; in his vivid vision, he can only see himself having a good time with the hanlim kid at prom, secretly laughing at jihoon who will go with someone—definitely not kwon hyeob, their handsome classmate—sulking for the rest of the night.

woojin sees nothing but closing his high school year sweetly with the hanlim kid, ahn hyungseob.

who’s currently staring at him with his big, big, round eyes widened and his red, full lips open in a small ‘o’, long fingers clutching judy-noona and her carrot pen gently to his chest.

jihoon squeals, curses out loud, and covers his mouth with both of his hands.

woojin grins.

this is it.

[spacefuneral]

92 Questions Tag

Tagged by @marshcrone (thank uuuuuuu <3)

Answer the questions and tag 20 people.

I don’t normally tag ppl on this blog but like: @spacetacular, @webkitten, @vullok, @bonusdisk, @tra-law, @i-say-spooky-you-say-scary, @impaxt uhhh that’s about all i can think of rn but if anyone wants to do it just tag me~

THE LAST: 1. Drink: water 2. Phone call: my mom and i talked about financial woes 3. Text message: i think dub sent me a text to come downstairs lmfao 4. Song you listened to: to be alone with you by sufjan stevens 5. Time you cried: i cried yesterday in the shower lol im a crybaby HAVE YOU: 6. Dated someone twice: no 7. Kissed someone and regretted it: yes and i still hate him! (~: 8. Been cheated on: probably 9. Lost someone special: yah kinda it’s whatever 10. Been depressed: chronically my dude 11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: yknow i dont think ive ever puked while drunk LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS: 12. uhhh in no particularly order i guess: mint 13. pastel pink or purple 14. soft orange hues IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU: 15. Made new friends: yah 16. Fallen out of love: hmmm with something im sure. waka flocka maybe 17. Laughed until you cried: probably im a chuckle fuck 18. Found out someone was talking about you: uh idr 19. Met someone who changed you: i dont think so lol 20. Found out who your friends are: i know my pals 21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: i kiss someone on my fb list everyday my dude she’s called My Girlf GENERAL: 22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: probably like all of them save for a few old rp pals 24. Do you want to change your name: i wanna change my last name for sure 25. What did you do for your last Birthday: i went to my parents’ i think and ate w/e steak at a Joe Crabshack-esque Maine specific food place but it was fun 26. What time did you wake up: 1pm bc i got up at 9am and was like Nope 27. What were you doing at midnight last night: going 2 bed but i think dub and i talked about fucked up animals for a while 28. Name something you can’t wait for: dinner 29. When was the last time you saw your mom: my birthday last year lol 30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: no more sad 31. What are you listening right now: dub’s lil star wars game that’s impossible to pay attention to bc they speak alien and the text is so small i need 2 wear my glasses 32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: ??? yes?????? why do you know all of them? 33. Something that is getting on your nerves: atm? nothin’ 34. Most visited Website: probably tunglr LOST QUESTIONS 35. Mole/s: i have a bazillion freckles and moles 36. Mark/s: i have just under a bazillion scars 37. Childhood dream: pop star. or a doctor. 38. Haircolour: i have no idea it’s confused 39. Long or short hair: lol i cut my hair like one of my ocs, that is 2 say it’s short and p gay 40. Do you have a crush on someone: how doesn’t?? but i will not turn into an owl and fly away from love 41. What do you like about yourself: gets drunk and doesnt get hungover 42. Piercings: nah 43. Bloodtype: A+ 44. Nickname: fish tropical fish fish tropical fish fish 45. Relationship status: dating an emo lead singer from 2008 46. Zodiac: libra 47. Pronouns: like whatever 48. Favourite TV Show: uhhhh well ive been watching a lot of Downton Abbey but idk if it’s my fave. I kinda stand by Bee & Puppycat even if it never updates. 49. Tattoos: nope 50. Right or left hand: right 51. Surgery: yah i’ve been fucked up a lot in the past from like a dog and my own stupidity and stuff u kno 52. Hair dyed in different color: ive had red, orange, and green tho the green was supposed to be more blue but nah it was green and i luved it 53. Sport: baseball 55. Vacation: beach or snow 56. Pair of trainers: im w/ kieren idk what this means?? u mean my favorite pair of shoes??? them’s my boots

MORE GENERAL:

57. Eating: i wish 58. Drinking: water 59. I’m about to: this 61. Waiting for: dub to say she wants to get food 62. Want: food god damn it i am a simple man 63. Get married: LOL idk maybe......................... 64. Career: im gonna be a book editor yeehaw WHICH IS BETTER 65. Hugs or kisses: nothin’ better than a good hug 66. Lips or eyes: how cna i pickt heyre both delicious. 67. Shorter or taller: idgaf 68. Older or younger: i have limits on both ends but idc otherwise 70. Nice arms or nice stomach: i love me a tummy 71. Sensitive or loud: idc 72. Hook up or relationship: im married leave me and my wife alone 73. Troublemaker or hesitant: a lil bit of hesitant but probably a huge dollop of troublemaker HAVE YOU EVER:

74. Kissed a stranger: nah 75. Drank hard liquor: yah 76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: not permanently 77. Turned someone down: yeh 78. Sex in the first date: yah i guess technically idk if it was a date but sure 79. Broken someone’s heart: idk like they can say that all they want but i dont believe my presence was ever permanent enough to actually break their heart 80. Had your heart broken: you know what no, not really, bc everything’s always worked out in the end by some miracle 81. Been arrested: nope 82. Cried when someone died: noooo. i went to a celebratory wake and got drunk off of alcoholic sherbet tho. 83. Fallen for a friend: yah both the ppl i’ve loved were my friends prior DO YOU BELIEVE IN: 84. Yourself: lol 85. Miracles: i suppose! in some form, sure 86. Love at first sight: eh 87. Santa Claus: what....... where’s my free presents and/or coal then 88. Kiss on the first date: yah i think ive kissed mostly everyone ive kissed like immediately 89. Angels: i dont know lol that’s not something i can pretend i know anything about OTHER: 90. Current best friends name: i got a whole crew of best friends 91. Eyecolour: why is this here. i got fish eyes 92. Favorite movie: anna karenina i guess!!!