#bc it is her birthday soon and this pie is her FAVORITE pie. no one else in my cousin's house is allowed to eat the pie when it arrives.

[whoslaurapalmer]

so here's my grandmother's pumpkin pie recipe -- it is her own personal recipe, it's 100% incredible, she stands by this because it "lets the actual flavor of the pumpkin come through, instead of smothering it in all those other spices, you get a pumpkin pie when you're out somewhere and it's all dark because they've used too many spices and you don't even taste the pumpkin, you just taste spice!! with my recipe you taste the pumpkin!!"

for the crust you're on your own though!! I did not get her crust recipe. use the crust recipe or premade crust you prefer, just crimp the edges. she does not pre-bake the crust, but she does keep it cold while making the filling. by putting the pie dish with the crust in her garage. maybe just put yours in the fridge though. please don't put it in a garage.

for the filling --

1 15-oz can of 100% pure pumpkin (she uses libby's)

3 eggs

1 cup of sugar

1/2 teaspoon salt

1 teaspoon cinnamon

1 1/2 cups of evaporated milk

beat ingredients well, pour into pie crust. don't overfill over the crust edges!! (you may have some filling left over.) bake at 425°F for 15 minutes, then lower temp to 350°F for (at least) 45 minutes. check interior by sticking the tip of a knife into the pie filling, and if it doesn't come out clean, give it another 5-10 minutes (but this will also depend on your particular oven, so just keep an eye on it, yknow.) the filling will have puffed up a little as well. cool completely on the counter (the filling will slightly deflate), about 4 hours, then keep it in the fridge (it is basically a custard, after all). I think she believes it'll last an age in the fridge but I would say 3-4 days. you can top it with whipped cream but honestly........you may not even need it. 🥧

[lovelyhan]

Okay, you still have a spot. Great. I thought they'd be filled so, I didn't send anything lmao. Insomnia has its perks.

This is deeply self-indulgent and I'd love more Hao from you. So, hear me out, Minghao with a breeding kink. I feel like it doesn't get enough attention especially given how much that man gravitates towards babies lol. Like he and Reader visit Cheol's and see him with his new baby and, Hao's like oh, wait a minute. I think this is making me feel some type of way.

— terrified ⟢

minghao has a knack for keeping the things you tell him in mind. from your favorite brand of wine to how the idea of bearing children terrifies you—he remembers all of it. so your husband is in a bit of a crisis when he realizes that this newfound desire to start a family kind of clashes with something you trusted him to respect.

★ FEATURING; minghao x f!reader

★ WORD COUNT; 4.4k words

★ TAGS; idolverse, established relationship, hao trying (and failing) to play it cool about the wanting-to-be-a-father thing, brief discussion abt family planning, this is only a little sad bc hao has overthinkeritis, smut (MINORS DNI!)

★ WARNINGS; mentions of pregnancy and childbirth but nothing too graphic

★ NOTES; i scheduled to post this when it hit exactly 12 midnight in rj's timezone just in time for her birthday :> (pls look away if i got the schedule wrong,,,) i'm not really back yet bcs this is a queued post, but happy birthday, beloved. i love you more than i can say directly, so i decided to just write a fic for you instead! hopefully, i can come back and torment you with every other seventeen member BUT cheol soon :3c

★ SMUT TAGS; unprotected sex, breeding kink, creampie, multiple rounds, mating press, hao is just really feral in this yk

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In the height of his career as an idol, Xu Minghao filmed a certain piece of content where he was asked a normal question to which he responded with a slightly controversial answer.

"How many kids do you want in the future?"

"Oh, It's not me who'll give birth, so I can't be the one to decide."

It's a response that made waves on the Internet during the week the video was first posted—a reaction from both fans and casual netizens alike that Minghao definitely did not anticipate that he would receive when they packed up the set several months prior.

It's pretty much the logical answer, isn't it? Sure, he'd love to have kids someday, but the quantity isn't something he should decide on without his non-existent partner's input.

Minghao learns further down the road, when he finally meets and eventually gets together with you, that the number of children isn't the only thing that a couple should mutually agree on.

"I don't really want to have kids..."

You tell him this during a spontaneous date he deigned to take you out on. He just came back from a tour packed with a long list of stops and even if he should probably catch up on some sleep, he opted to have a picnic with you at the park because of how much he missed you.

Your cheeks are stuffed with a few bites of pie, thoughtfully chewing as you wait for Minghao's response to your sudden confession. If he didn't know you as well as he does, he wouldn't have sensed the waves of anxiety rolling off of you in waves—as if you're waiting for him to get mad at you for simply being honest.

Mingao heaves a quiet sigh before he pulls you into his chest—a tiny squeak caught in your throat after swallowing your food.

"Hey, that doesn't make me love you any less," he murmurs, pressing his lips on top of your head. "I know bearing children can be terrifying and painful, so I completely understand."

For a moment, your brow dips, a soft frown tugging at your lips. "I-It's not that I'm terrified... Okay, maybe a little. But—"

Minghao promptly silences your protests with a firm kiss on your lips—one that you find yourself easily melting into given the time and distance that's separated you until this moment. He smiles against your mouth, glad that you can be honest with him about things like this.

"No buts, if you don't want to have kids, that's alright," he murmurs before pulling away. "Maybe we can just get a dog. You're already close with Mingyu, aren't you?"

That makes you snicker. "You're so mean."

It's a brief exchange that Minghao doesn't really think about again for several years. After all, his career as an idol was at an all-time high. As much as he wants to settle down with you and start the next phase of his life, he's certain that he shouldn't step out of the limelight just yet.

But it doesn't take long for time to catch up with him.

One by one, his brothers are off to fulfill their mandatory service and the group's activities are at a momentary standstill. Those who were left behind go their separate ways for a while—Joshua expanding his solo promotions in the US and Jun taking up more brand sponsorships in China.

Minghao chose to stay in Seoul mostly for your sake, and the fact that this city is the only common ground between him and the rest of the boys. When Vernon and Seungkwan enlisted together, it was around the time that Seungcheol and Jeonghan came back with overgrown buzzcuts, while Joshua landed in Incheon for the first time in two years.

It was also the time when you and Minghao got married.

The event was celebrated among close friends and family with only a brief news article about the marriage of SEVENTEEN's The8 allowed by the company to circulate for a while. They did a good job at keeping things hush hush, and Minghao thinks it's only because it's been more than a decade since his debut that they're being so lenient.

But even if they weren't, nothing would stop Xu Minghao from making you his wife either way.

It takes a few more years for all thirteen of them to get back together again, but when they do, the first thing that Seungcheol does is invite everybody to his daughter's first birthday.

Minghao has met baby Suri a handful of times in the past. Seungcheol's wife visits them at the company from time to time, wheeling Suri's stroller into the practice room as her uncles all fawn over her until she's crying. For some reason, the only people the infant seems to tolerate are Jun and Seokmin.

It's pretty much the same scene during the party. Seokmin and Jun are the only ones allowed within a one-meter radius from Seungcheol's baby girl to prevent an incurable crying episode in the middle of the celebration. Soonyoung was not happy with the fact that he can't personally give Suri the little tiger plush he got for her, but Minghao thinks it's for the best.

But then, as everyone was finishing up with dinner, he saw you walk up to Seungcheol's wife with a familiar sparkle in your eyes. You're staring at Suri who's all dressed up for her party with a look of endearment—nearly gushing with how animatedly you're speaking with her mother.

Minghao doesn't think much of it. You and her have always gotten along for as long as he can remember.

What does catch him completely off-guard, however, is the fact that Suri is being handed into your arms and you let it all happen without much of a fuss.

Chan was in the middle of telling him about this martial arts move that he'd wanted to choreograph into a dance but as much as he wants to give the younger man advice, his gaze is completely glued to the sight of you with Suri in cradled against your chest.

It's one thing to see a woman holding a baby. It's another to see his wife do the same thing.

"Hao, look!" You quickly call him over when you catch his eyes in the crowd. "Suri thinks I'm worthy! It's been five minutes since her mom handed her over and she's still not crying."

The sight is so adorable that Minghao abruptly excuses himself from his conversation with Chan to rush towards you with clipped strides. His heart thunders inside his chest as you visibly dote on Seungcheol's daughter, and he isn't sure if he wants to give the feeling a name.

It eventually fades into a barely there throb in his chest when he drives back home for the evening. You quickly fill the silence with your attempts at looking at some properties in this newly opened residential area near the freeway and as always, your husband lends a willing ear.

"It's a little far from your company building, but it's much more spacious than our apartment right now," you chuckle, face alight with the glow of your screen as you scroll through the property's details on your phone.

Minghao hums before pulling over at a red light. "Hm? Isn't our place alright as it is? Why would we need the extra space?"

He half-expected you to answer with something along the lines of, so I can have more space to keep my book collection in or so you can have enough room to practice at home if you want to.

But all you do is let out an uneasy laugh, locking your phone before depositing it in the cupholder on the middle console.

"Y-Yeah, you're right. That was a bit silly of me."

The next time Minghao unwittingly makes the connection with you and the prospect of having kids is when Seungkwan's nephews are in Seoul for a couple of weeks.

While he and his sister are off to run errands every now and again, they typically ask Jun to watch over the kids because out of all the members, he's definitely the only one who can be trusted around children. Even more than those who are actual fathers.

But it just so happens that Jun is all the way in Shanghai to shoot for a historical drama, and for some reason, Seungkwan thought it would be a good idea to drop his nephews off at Minghao's doorstep.

"You're pretty decent with kids and your wife can take care of anything," Seungkwan praises while he ushers four year-old Hanjun into the room and eight month-old Jiren into your arms. "We'll be back for them after lunch!"

It's just as Seungkwan said though: Minghao is pretty decent with kids and you can take care of anything.

While waiting for lunch to cook in the kitchen, you both do your part in entertaining the children—Minghao pointing out different shapes and animals in the picture book from Hanjun's backpack while you quietly feed Jiren the baby formula that Seungkwan's sister prepared in advance.

So distracted with the sight of your soft gaze transfixed on the baby in your arms, Minghao barely notices it when the soup he's prepared starts to overflow from the pot. You scold him for being so distracted before he shuffles into the kitchen with his tail between his legs.

As he salvages what's left of the soup, Minghao tries to pull himself together. Sure, it's been a few years since you two tied the knot, but you made it clear years ago that children wasn't on the table when it comes to the two of you.

It's something that you both agreed on even before marriage, and Minghao isn't about to break your trust by saying he suddenly wants kids all because seeing them in your arms makes his brain short-circuit. He has more tact than that.

"Is it just me or are you acting a little weird?"

For some reason, you choose later that evening to corner him in the quiet of your bedroom. Minghao was just getting ready to sleep when you turned to face him with a frown.

"Weird how?" he wonders, praying that you wouldn't single him out like you probably will.

"I don't know, you were looking at me funny when I was giving Jiren his formula," you point out. "You only do that when you want something from me."

Your words make him sigh. Of course his wife would catch onto every nuance of his actions—even from his stare alone.

"And what do you think it is that I want?"

"Xu Minghao, we're already married. Cut the games and just tell me what's on your mind."

God, he really couldn't love you any more than he does now.

It takes several minutes, but you and your husband eventually migrate to the living room—cups of hot chocolate in hand as you patiently wait for Minghao to open up about something he's been keeping to himself for a while now.

He's rightfully nervous—hands clammy around the ceramic of the mug that matches yours. It's Game of Thrones-themed with a dragon's neck acting as a handle. You kept insisting at the souvenir shop that its selling point was the unique design, but Minghao was pretty sure you were excited by the fact that the printed text changes color depending on the drink's temperature.

With that memory suddenly drifting into his mind, the tension ebbs from his shoulders. Though he tends to forget, you're the last person who'll condemn him for what he's about to say to you.

"I've been thinking of starting a family with you," he admits—hitting his point straight to the roots. "But... I always brushed it aside because I know how you feel about kids. I don't want to force you into something you don't want."

It's in times like this where silence is more deafening than actual noise. It rings in Minghao's ears as you watch the steam rise from your mug and your husband lets himself stew in his anticipation, wondering how you'll choose to respond to his honesty.

Will you laugh at him? Will you be angry with him? It's a subject that the two of you rarely broach with each other, so he isn't quite sure how to handle whatever reaction you'll grace him with.

What Minghao never would've expected, however, is for you to crack him a relieved smile.

"Me? I thought you didn't want kids because having one would be detrimental to your career," you chuckle, taking the first few sips from your hot chocolate. "And you always kinda shrugged it off whenever I tried to ease the topic into the conversation."

"I did?" Your husband scowls. "When did I do that?"

"After Suri's birthday party? When I was showing you a couple of new houses?"

Oh. Oh.

"Shit," Minghao mutters, embarrassed. "I almost forgot about that. I'm sorry, love. It didn't occur to me because you said that you didn't want to have kids—"

"One time," you interject with a groan. "That was one time, Hao. God, can't a woman change her mind about wanting kids with her husband?"

He blinks. "But you said you'd be terrified."

"No, you said I'd be terrified. As an educated guess and to some extent, you're right. But it's not the having-a-kid part or the childbirth part that terrifies me, Hao." You let yourself breathe for a couple of seconds and it comes out shaky. Minghao has to resist the urge to reach out to embrace you.

"What terrifies me is becoming a mother."

The silence of the living room thickens when you say the words and Minghao feels his chest flutter with that same feeling from the first time he saw you cradling Seungcheol's daughter in your arms. Despite the questions swimming inside his head, your husband keeps his silence and lets you continue.

"Like, yeah, the pregnancy is going to be hell and god knows whether I'll even be alive after giving birth, but..." You hesitate, refusing to meet Minghao's eyes for reasons that elude him.

"Raising a child so they would grow up to become a good person is even more daunting to me... What if I accidentally teach them something wrong? What if they end up hating me because I can't keep up with whatever trends kids would come up with in a few years? What if they love you more than they love me?"

Minghao laughs airily. "Is that last part really a necessary measure?"

"It is," you insist before breathing out a laugh of your own. "Urgh, you get the point! It's just that... I'm not against having kids, but the responsibility that comes with raising one overwhelms me whenever I think about it."

"You know you're not in it alone, right? I'm your husband. Of course I'll be here to support you however I can," Minghao sighs before finishing the rest of his drink. "Whether you want kids or not, I'll go with either choice because I want what you want, yeah?"

"Yeah. I do know that. I think I've always known, but at the same time, I didn't want to tie you down," you murmur, tracing the handle of your mug with a small pout. "If we have a kid together, they might take up the time meant for your schedules. I never want to burden you like that..."

Your husband sets down his mug on the coffee table, carding his fingers through his hair with a disbelieving sigh. You were starting to fear that you might've annoyed him by accident, but when Minghao leans closer so that your eyes are leveled, you realize that is far from the case.

"Baby, our wedding rings are literally tattoos," he reminds you while reaching for your hand—pressing the inked fingers together. "I'm as tied down as I can be and you've never heard a peep out of me after all this time, yeah? So don't you ever think you or our future kids would be burdens to me."

Playfully, you raise an eyebrow at him. "Kids? Plural?"

"Hey, like I said—"

"Yeah, yeah, you want what I want," you interrupt with a roll of your eyes. "I get it Hao, you're a gentleman. But what if I told you I want you to fuck me on this couch right now and give me your kids?"

The wording is so crass that it could only be seen as a joke, except the reaction it incites from Minghao is leagues more intense than a mere joke would. The mental image injects a rush of corrosive want straight into his bloodstream and Minghao swears it makes him a little lightheaded.

Your husband lets out a shuddering sigh. quickly lunging after you to pluck the mug out of your grasp and safely place it on top of the coffee table. When you look up at him so prettily as he cages you on the couch, the sight makes his cock twitch with anticipation.

"Then I want that, too."

Logically speaking, you and Minghao can't just flip the switch and go into full babymaking mode after a heartfelt conversation and a bunch of impulsive decisions.

For one, you were still on birth control. It would take some time to wean yourself off it and you'd have to ask your doctor if it was safe to stop taking the pills at this point in your life.

Next was that Minghao and the rest of the guys are going to be preoccupied with their latest album—one where all thirteen men are back together after years of being separated. It'll go on for a couple of months and maybe a year if he's going to take their tour schedules into account.

And because he doesn't want to be absent in any milestone during your hypothesized child's life, you and your husband mutually decided not to actively try for a kid just yet.

But that doesn't mean you can't pretend.

"Fuck, baby, your cunt's gripping me so tight," Minghao groans, nearly hissing as he slides his cock against the velvety heat of your walls. "You want my load in you, pretty? You want to me to pump you full until it's dripping out of your pretty pussy?"

With coherence having long left your mind, you arch your back even higher as your husband continues to plough you into the mattress. "Y-Yes, yes yes! Hao, feels s-so fucking good!"

He chortles quietly and even with your cheek pressed against the sheets, you can still picture the smirk plastered on his face. "Pretty baby's in love with my cock. You just can't get enough of me, can you?"

"More," you whimper, the muscles of your pussy tightening around his length as he plunges in and out of your sopping entrance. "W-Want more, Hao. Need you to fuck me harder..."

Your husband is quick to comply with your wishes, gathering your hair with one hand while keeping your hips in place with the other. Minghao slams his hips brutally against yours, making stars dance in the seams of your vision as the head of his fat cock bullies its way into your leaking hole.

He's so deep, you can feel him prying your cervix open with a promise that you'll be filled to the brim if you behave tonight. And with all those years of being a professional dancer under his belt, it's no surprise that he's got enough stamina to wreck you more times than you can handle.

The first orgasm blindsides you completely. He'd just been whispering both sweet and filthy nothings into your ear when it washes over you like a tidal wave—inevitable, inescapable.

(Doing so fucking good for me, love. Taking my cock like a good, good wife. You'll take my cum just as well, won't you? Keep it inside so it'll take and you'll be swollen with my child. Then everybody will know you're mine.)

The second time it happens is mere seconds after Minghao's own orgasm. His thrusts have started to lose their practiced cadence and even if you've been in this situation countless times before, the euphoria that sings in your veins makes it feel like the first time all over again.

Minghao's cock twitches before his cum spurts in thick ropes inside your tight cunt—filling you with a warm sensation that has you biting down his neck to stifle your moans. The motion of his hips slows to a crawl as Minghao feels you clamp down on his length. Your pussy gushes around him with a delicious grip that brings him dangerously close to another orgasm with how good you feel around him.

"Fuck, baby," he swears, voice still hoarse with need despite the fact that he's fucking you into overflowing. "I love you. There's no one else I'd want to have a family with."

"T-There better not be," you say cheekily before Minghao is flipping you around so that you're lying on your back. The sensation of his cum dripping out of your ruined pussy makes your skin tingle with excitement, and the fact that his ravenous gaze is trained on your body isn't lost on you.

"Be a good wife for me and hold your thighs up," he whispers lowly and it takes you mere seconds to comply. "That's my girl."

You preen at his praise—no matter how pathetic it would make you seem. After all, if there's anyone who get reduced you into a cockdrunk mess, it's most certainly your husband.

Minghao doesn't waste any more time, he pumps his cock into full hardness for a few moments—refractory period be damned—before gliding the head of his cock against your slit. Your thighs twitch every time be brushes against your clit, making you cry out with desperation as he gloats at your misery.

"Minghao," you beg, trying your best to hold your thighs up just like he asked all while he's taking his sweet time admiring your pussy. "Fuck me more. Want you to fill me up even more."

"Needy little thing," he chuckles. "You want my kids that badly? If I fuck you too much, you might actually get pregnant, love."

"Don't care," you practically sob. "I want it. I want you. All of you—even your kids."

Fuck. He really, really fucking loves you.

Minghao needs little encouragement after that, gripping his cock tightly as he guides himself back inside you.

The new position makes it easier for your husband to pound into you—the weight of his thrusts pressing you into the bed with enough intensity to make the wooden enforcements of your bed groan from the effort he's exerting. He splits you open on his cock, spreading your folded thighs as far as he can as he drills inside of you with the promise of another load.

"So pretty and pliant for me," he whispers, pressing a soft kiss on your nose all while the squelch of your cunt with each pass of his cock echoes in the bedroom. "My perfect wife. You'll let me breed this pussy once all's said and done, won't you?"

You nod all too eagerly. "Yes, Hao! I'll let you use my pussy however you want. Just please make me come again!"

"So demanding," your husband sighs with a wicked smile as one of his hands trails between your legs. "Hold those thighs nice and open for me, love. You'll feel even better soon."

"W-Wait, I—"

Your protests quickly melt into a hiss of pleasure when Minghao applies ample pressure on your clit—lathering his fingers with your slick before tracing tight circles around the sensitive nub.

He knows you so well, been with you for so long, that Minghao already knows the ins and outs of your body. Your husband claims that making you come undone with his own fingers is a practiced art and that he'll never forget about it until the day he does.

So it's no surprise how quickly Minghao manages to make you unravel at the seams when he couples his intense thrusts with the added stimulus to your clit. You're creaming around his cock in no time—muffling your cries in the crook of your lover's neck as he fucks into you with the intention of filling you up even more.

"I love you," Minghao rasps as he tucks your head beneath his chin, pinpointing the height of his own pleasure. "I'll want no one else but you, baby. No one."

Shakily, through a haze of delirium, you manage to say, "I-I love you too, Hao. I'll always be yours as long as—f-fuck—you'll always be mine."

You twitch violently beneath the weight of Minghao's body and the sight of you so fucked dumb on his cock eventually pushes him over the edge. Your husband comes with a sharp breath, his white hot cum gushing into your pussy until it drips onto the sheets.

It's only when you've come down from that post-coital high that you realize Minghao is looking at you as if you hung up all the stars in the sky. You respond with a weak smack against his chest.

"Don't look at me like that," you grumble weakly. "I might think you're in love with me."

"Y/N, we're already married."

"I don't see how that's a problem."

As Minghao does the honors of cleaning you up after roughing you up all evening, you quickly realize that, really, there's no reason to be terrified at all.

Not when your husband will be by your side every step of the way.

⟢ end notes: i wrote this in a haze so if there are any technical writing errors, i implore you to just ignore them for my sake <3 happy birthday again to my soulmate, rj! i hope you enjoy your day to the fullest and i also hope you like this gift i wrote for you hehe ^\\\^ like hao to the reader, i'll always be w you every step of the way (i'm just a lil busy rn, so i hope you forgive me !!)

[seeingivy]

Heyy Ronnie! It's my birthday today. I was wondering if you could do a reader x gojo fic where reader is kinda sad on her bday? Like people are showing her love but due to bad previous bdays she feels low sometimes during the day? And she feels like she isn't worthy of the love she's getting now after these years (from friends and parents)? Ofc satoru is by her side telling her good things hehe🥹

birthday pick me up

satoru x f!reader

content: good ol birthday fluff, dad gojo w megs + tsumiki, no evil suguru bc idagf this my fake world we are all happy in it

an: MY BELOVED BABIE!!! I SPEED RAN THIS SO I COULD MAKE SURE IT GOT TO YOU ON YOUR BIRTHDAY. as a fellow emo birthday sharer (the stories in this fic are literally taken from my own birthdays that were horrible lol), i hope you find a way to make this day wonderful. spoiler non spoiler for the fic, another year you fight on is always something to celebrate!!! I wish a wonderful year of happiness and love ahead for you sweetie pie, I hope you have a wonderful, wonderful day <3

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as you write up the mission report, your fingers splayed right against your temples trying to soothe the tension, the root cause of all problems in your life - your very ridiculous boyfriend - sets something down on your desk. 

you look up to find a very cheeky grin on his face, teetering on that fine line that he toes between bothersome and endearing as he waits for your response. 

“satoru.” 

“yes, my love?” 

“why did you just give me a muffin with wax on it?” 

he frowns, his upper lip jutting out into a soft pout. 

“it���s a cupcake, baby.” 

“where’s the frosting, master chef?” 

he yanks his blindfold down, a guilty smile pressed on his face. 

“in my stomach. you just took so long on your mission and i got so hungry that i just ate some. just a teeny tiny bite.” 

you lift the sad excuse of a cupcake into the air between you two, glaring at him with your eyes narrowed. he gives you a sheepish smile in response, as he leans forward to press a kiss to your forehead in apology. 

“what’s with the wax in the middle?” 

“that’s a candle.” 

“why is there a candle in my non-cupcake?” 

“it’s august first, sweet thing! it’s the start of y/n month!” he responds, so matter of factly like it’s the simplest thing in the world. 

you now realize what’s happening. and you’re going to stop it in your tracks. 

back in december, you surprised satoru and megumi - deeming the entire month of december  their month and giving them little surprises and gifts for the entire thirty one days. it was more for megumi than satoru at first. 

“megs.” 

“yes, y/n?” 

“what flavor birthday cake do you want, kid? we’ll order it soon so it’s all nice and ready to be picked up on friday, okay?” 

you turn around to find him sitting there with a blank face. you walk up to his side, leaning over so your eyes can be level with his. 

“are you one of those kids who hates cake? we can do ice cream, muffins, even vegetables if that’s what tickles your fancy. whatever you want, okay?” 

and when he mutters out those six words, it stops you in your tracks all together. 

“i’ve never had birthday cake before. i don’t know which one i like.”

after he admitted that to you, you made sure that you and satoru went the entire six miles for him, so that he’d love his birthday, so he could feel special. because of course that asshole toji never did it for him. 

you ordered every flavor of cake so he could pick a favorite (vanilla won) and got piles and piles of gifts with the gojo clan money. and since satoru is satoru, you had to make sure he had his fair share of celebration that month too since they were both born in december. 

you never expected them to do it back. and you didn’t want him to either. and it’s not that you don’t appreciate it or don’t love him for wanting to go the extra mile for you because you do, it’s just that…

you hate birthdays. 

after a string of misfortunes year after year, of counting down the days just to be kicked down, has turned you off from the holiday all together. 

after inviting everyone to your fifteenth birthday at the bowling alley, just to have no one show up. to sit there in embarrassment, convincing your parents for hours on end that people will show up, that they’ll eat the cake your mom spent hours making just to take the entire thing home and get an embarrassing reminder every time you opened the fridge. 

or your nineteenth birthday. when your parents had an important graduation party to go to and your siblings were out of town, when you spent the entire day wallowing in your room, your phone absent of notifications. because no one remembered and those who did didn’t care enough to stay. 

year after year, a cruel reminder that a day that’s supposed to be special, that’s supposed to be about you, is anything but. 

you can make sure that megumi, tsumiki, and satoru don’t feel the same. that their special days aren’t tainted. but yours is already far beyond repair and you’d like to keep it where it is. deep in your mind, where no one can touch it. 

“satoru. can we not do y/n month? i-i don’t want to celebrate my birthday.” 

satoru, for all intents and purposes, looks like a kicked dog. 

“what do you mean? you love birthdays!” 

“i love your birthday, ‘toru. and miki and megs too but i don’t want all that for mine. it’s- let’s just pretend its a normal day. i’ll go to work, we’ll eat dinner, and then you can be nice to me and i can get some at the end of the night, if you know what i mean.” you say, giving him a cheeky grin. 

he brings his hands up to your cheeks, cupping your face in his hands. 

“but it’s your birthday, silly. i’ll let you get some, obviously, but we have to do more than that.” he responds, frowning. 

you lean into his touch, his hands moving to snake around your waist as you sigh into his chest. 

“toru. the best present you can give me is if we do nothing. i-i don’t like to think about my birthday because it makes me sad and i just want to have a normal day with the three of you. i-i don’t expect you to understand but can you just do that for me? is that okay?” you ask, looking up at his sparkly blue eyes, in the few moments they’re free from his blindfold. 

he leans forward, to press the softest kiss to your lips, before pulling back. 

“okay. no birthday.” 

you should have known better that satoru gojo does not take no for an answer. 

--

you wake up in the morning to two very smiley faces and one teeny tiny smile staring at you. satoru, tsumiki, and megumi are all wearing matching purple birthday hats, surrounded in a plethora of streamers in your bedroom. the second you flicker your eyes open, they all pop confetti into the air, the sound catching you off guard. 

“oh my-” 

“happy birthday, my love!” satoru responds, excitedly leaning over to kiss you. he leans too hard because then he’s knocked you over, the two of you tangled up in the sheets and the confetti falling on your bed. 

you sit up as megumi and tsumki climb onto the bed with you, tsumki pressing a wet kiss to your cheek while megumi tucks himself into your arm to give you a hug. 

“how did you even do this while i was still in the room?” 

satoru props himself up to pull one of the matching party hats onto your head and press a kiss to your forehead as he explains. 

“you sleep like the walking dead, babe. we literally popped the confetti once before and it didn’t even wake you up.” 

you take in the room in earnest this time, the three of them intently watching you. there are sparkly gold streamers hanging from the wall, a little handmade sign that has tsumiki and megumi written all over it taped to the wall, and a sweet little tray of your favorite breakfast on the side. 

you turn to your left to find satoru looking at you, that stupid, stupid lovestruck grin on his face as he stares you down. 

“you like it, babe?” 

“satoru, you didn’t have to, i just-” 

he clamps his hand over your mouth, feigning his best serious look. 

“i held off for the other twenty four days of august babe. i had so much planned and i threw it all out for you. but you’re going to let me have this one day and do everything i say because it’s your birthday.” 

“shouldn’t you listen to me because i’m the birthday girl?” 

“i only accept that rule when the birthday girl isn’t being stupid.” 

“hey, you just-”

“did you like it, y/n?” 

you place one of your hands in megumi’s hair, who's still tucked into your side, as you crush satoru’s hand in your other hand.

“it really is sweet. thank you. i’ve never had anyone do something like this for me before.” 

satoru gives you a satisfied smile as he leans forward, pressing another kiss to your face. 

“get used to it. you’ve got like fifty more birthdays with me.” he responds, hopping off the bed as he sets the tray in front of you. 

--

satoru wasn’t kidding when he said he was going to go all out. because after breakfast, he takes the three of you out on the town, to go bowling. which is something you were originally against, because in all honestly, you haven’t returned to an alley since your fifteenth birthday. 

but he drags you in by the wrist and you have so much fun that you forget about the entire thing. satoru’s cheater ass runs down the alley when his ball went into the gutter, tsumiki spends the entire time looking for a pink bowling ball and can’t find one, and megumi gets way too excited about the all you can eat nachos that he accidentally ate too many and almost threw up. 

the entire thing is so silly and so genuinely fun that you don’t think about sitting in the alley alone as a kid even once. you’re laughing too hard to even remember.

and when you get home, your entire apartment is decked out this time and all your friends are jumping out at you the second you walk in, pressing warm kisses to your cheek and wishing you a happy birthday. 

of course he did a surprise party. satoru rents out a karaoke machine, makes them all play a game about who knew you best (nanami won, satoru was pissed), made you open gifts, and brought you a real cake with frosting and candles on it. 

and the entire thing makes you so happy, you could cry. 

you stand by the half eaten cake as everyone winds down in the foyer, stuck in their own conversations. and the entire day, the entire ordeal that satoru went to plan this makes your heart squelch as you watch it in front of you. 

but there’s some part of you. thirteen, fifteen, nineteen year old you that still sits in your head. that remembers that pitiful feeling of being alone on your birthday and convinces you that this is a one time thing.

that it’s the exception, not the rule. that your birthday is nothing to celebrate, still. 

you feel a hand snake around your waist and a pair of lips on your neck as satoru wraps himself around you, his voice warm on your neck. 

“did you enjoy today, birthday girl?”

“yeah. I love you, ‘toru. thank you.” 

you lean to the side to press a kiss to his cheek, before you focus back in on megumi and nanami’s very intense chess game that’s going on. 

“princess.” 

“hm?” 

“i know you. tell me what’s going on in that head. you wanted chocolate instead of red velvet, didn’t you?”  

“well, when you put it like that-”

“red velvet and chocolate are the same. it’s just dyed a different color!” 

you laugh as you turn around in his arms, knotting your knuckles together around his neck. 

“no, satoru. you made it perfect and i loved every second.” 

“then?” 

“it’s just weird, love. i’m not sure how to explain.” 

satoru leans down to put his hands around your waist and lift you up onto the counter. you’re both level height now, your face a few inches from him as you try your best to explain the block in your chest. 

“i love that you did this for me, please don’t think i didn’t. but some part of me can’t help but feel less than right now.” you whisper, his eyes washing over in concern. 

“less than what?” 

“i just mean- this is the first time someone has done this for me and i-” you respond, your voice cracking as those hot tears fall out of your eyes. 

he brings his hand up to your cheek, his touch warm. 

“sweetheart. you know you deserve this right? big fancy birthday parties? breakfast in bed and handmade decorations and birthday cards?” 

you can feel the tears pouring out of your eyes even harder at his words, his voice so soft that it makes every untouched wound in your mind hurt. 

“i-i know everyone deserves it logically but it’s just been so many years and no-no one ever wanted to do it for me that i just-no one even cared and i still feel like they don’t-” 

satoru brings his hands around your waist as he leans the majority of his frame into yours, his mouth hovering right by your ear. he’s whispering soft words into your ear as he tells you to calm down, his hands rubbing small circles into your back. 

“y/n. your birthday is very special to me.” 

you bring your hands up to your eyes as you wipe your tears away, pouting at him through the redness on your face. 

“why’s that?” 

“everyday, i’m grateful you were born. that you’re in my life, that you’re with me, that you’re in this world.”

he brings your knuckles up to his mouth as he presses a soft kiss, a beaming, warm smile on his face. 

“the day you were born should always be celebrated. with this intensity, if not more. it’s another day that you, another year that you’re on this earth here with me. with us, living and breathing.” 

he presses a kiss to your cheek before whispering the final words in your ear, that shatter your resolve completely. 

“what is there not to celebrate, sweetheart? it’s just another year i got to spend with you. another year i get to watch you push on past what bothers you, to stay soft when everything around you is hard. another year you keep fighting. that is always, always something to celebrate.” 

you wrap your arms around his neck as he pulls you into his hug, the hold so tight that you can physically feel the pressure in your chest. you must have stirred up some commotion with your crying because they’re all standing at your side now, irritated looks on all of their faces.

“you made her cry, asshole.” shoko says, rolling her eyes at him. 

“you give us a whole lecture about how this day needs to be treated like a national holiday and then your dumbass made her cry?” suguru says, pinching the bridge of his nose. 

you pull away from your hug, laughing at their insistence as satoru starts defending himself, and you can’t help but feel it. 

excited for your birthday next year. 

because you know satoru and you know he’s already planning out the ten miles for y/n month for the next year.

--

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[sillymizu-13]

Ok these suck bc when I wrote these it was like 1am but here they r anywayyy

-Nemona once tried cleaning up pennys dorm as yk like a nice gesture but she ended up ruining an insanely specific organizing method penny used for her collectables (for figures she had them in rainbow order; for snowglobw it was rainbow and categorized by theming) and then Nemona had to watch penny fuck up(/sillie) her cleaning while they told her about the 'right way' to organize things

-Nemona is formerly banned from Arvens kitchen (almost set him on fire (papyrus I burnt the water/ref)) but surprisingly not Penny's. penny also really likes to bake but is shit at cooking (the fuck do you mean "add some of this" how much??!!? (she needs specific instructions or she's dead on the floor)) also is the designated cake maker for birthdays. they also definitely tried teaching Nemona how to bake and it went decently well. Nemona did get sick though because she kept eating the cookie dough

-on the topic of baking Penny's favorite thing to make is apple pie (is that a pjs- gets fucking shot gets brutally killed)

-SPEAKING OF PJSK,,, they are so nenean/mizumafu to me

-before they were dating Penny started leaving notes (and occasionally some candy) at Nemona's door and she thinks she nnever got caught until Nemona mentions one time opening the door and seeing penny running down the hall like she was running a marathon

-pennys also insanely fast at running (downside is that she literally dies for the next 2 hours afterward)

-id like to think Nemona like vaugely knows a bunch of celebrities and actors and shit and Nemona's like "hey penpen do you like [insert popular artist in the Pokemon universe]" and they're like "no??? who the fuck is thay". on the other side penny was saying something about Hatsune Miku (probs a concert or a cool figure they saw) and as soon as Nemona askked who Miku was penny freaked the fuck out. "YOU DONT KNOW FUCKIGN HATSUNE MIKU!?!!? WHO ARE YOU??!!" and then explained what and who Miku is for the next hour

-also penny definitely has a shitton of Miku merch like posters all over their walls and a while spot in her shelving thingy just for miku

-(penny) has probably gotten Nemona into some weird ass game nobody even cares about except for them

-either penny is asleep all day and makes everyone think it's dead or stays awake for like a week straight and passes out at her desk

-love how opposite of each other they are. Nemona loves pokemon battles and is really loud all the time meanwhile penny mostly just kind of has them like pets and doesn't talk too much. sun and moon (pokemon reference,,) idiots,,,,…, <3333

-i wanna talk about their confession but there's so many ways it could go. all of them involve it being penny the one to confess on Valentine's day because erm idk I'm just attached 2 that idea <3

-one confession scenario I'll share: penny begins leaving candy and notes (and occasionally flowers) at nemona's door at 6am sharp once every week. after a few weeks of this, Nemona comes up with a plan to catch the mystery person (who Nemona assumes is some random guy who just kind of wants her cause her familys rich blahh) so as soon as the knock on her door comes she's read and swings it right open to reveal penny there, standing up from putting the stuff at her door. before Nemona even says anything, penny runs off. then their relationship is kinda muddled 4 a bit before they date party popper emojiii

-(more of an angsty thing ooo) penny tends to get physically aggressive when she's angry. she tends to take it out on walls, pillows, other things she can kick/punch easily. once penny and nemona got into a fight over something stupid and accidentally ended up hurting Nemona. she then proceeded to not talk to Nemona for the next like week and lock herself in her dorm. only reason they talked and made up is because Nemona had to force herself inside of Penny's room. ok yeah sorry for being silly I'm really attached to this happening (probs cause it happened in my canon or smth but hey what do I nose/ref)

-Nemona's love language is probably words of affirmation and Penny's is physical touch (and probably gift giving she'd defo give Nemona some cool rock she found and like a puzzle piece she stole from a puzzle of Arvens. like hey babe here's this cool stick I found <3)

-they both use pet names for eachother but Nemona probably uses them more tbh. aside from more normal ones (dear, honey, darling, etc) Nemona calls penny her star and occasionally her moon) and penny calls Nemona her sun/sunflower. Nemona also calls penny penpen but it's more of a silly thing rather than an actual nickname. same with penny calling her 'mona

-penny is a hoodie stealer (on purpose) Nemona is a clothes stealer in general (on accient)

-penny totally does the hand flap thingy but she also wears bracelets so whenever she's excited she turns into like a maraca idk

-id like to think both believe in ghosts. Nemona is more afraid of them (like more traditional ooh spooky ghost yk) and penny is just like yeagh they probably exist

-penny is simultaneously very afraid of the dark and needs to have her light off at all times otherwise ough too bright uaggh "'sup dungeon master," Nemona says, walking into Penny's dorm. "I will kill you if you call me that again."

-ooh nother confession thing Penny totally gave Nemona an Applin and kind of forgot only people back in galar really do that so Nemona's really confused and penny has to explain the entire thing while really embarrassed and trying not to collapse onto the floor

these characters are from pokémon if i’m not mistaken? idk because i haven’t watched in a while but the names ring a bell

also i agree with half of these lmao especially the love languages!!

[shhhh-im-secret]

hello! i saw that your requests are open and this is the first time i request something like this 🥺 but is it okay if i request a kenma-nii where he's being too cutesy and love dovey with his secretary, and starts ignoring his lil sis.. and the reader just distances herself bcs jealousy and bcs it's fucked up and she's just really sad and becomes cold bcs what else can she do ;( can it end in fluffy smut pls?? hahdks sorry dhsjak and thank you!

Yes of course! Thanks for the amazing request!

So Sorry about super long wait!! I really hope you all love it!! Also it’s just dry-humping btw very cute and sweet because I love Kenma-nii so much

18+ tw:incest

Kenma is oblivious, he’s never noticed your growing affection for him, the way you always followed him around like a quiet little shadow although school, even now, he lets you live with him and you’re always accompanying him to any business he may have, and of course he enjoys it, never having to be lonely, but knowing each other so well there no such thing and uncomfortable silence, until today that is.

You sat sideways in a plush chair in his office, playing your handheld, you normally tagged along with kenma to work, but today he was much busier then usual, leaving to to lounge in his office while he did things, soon enough you hear giggling coming from outside the room, curious you peep through the blinds only to see kenma, face flushed and actually talking to a girl, but not any girl, she’s beautiful, full bodied, and kenma keeps smiling at her. You turn back to your handheld quickly, not be able to bare watching anymore, you knew it was wrong to feel like this, like your heart was broken, like kenma was betraying you somehow, but you couldn’t help it, you almost start to cry before beings scared by the office door opening, “hey, I’m done okay, let’s go home..” Kenma pokes his head in the doorway, you quickly gather your bag and follow behind him.

The whole car ride was uncomfortable silence, you didn’t feel like playing any games, pretending to have fallen asleep right as kenma finally goes to ask if you’re okay. He ‘wakes’ you once you get home, offering to carry you inside, an offer you’d normally jump at, but your heart hurt to much. “No thanks Nii-chan” you quickly scurry off to your room, leaving kenma confused and worried. You spent the rest of your night alone in your room eventually falling asleep. In the morning Kenma goes to wake you up, and bring you along to work with him again, the past few days have been more stressful then normal, having you by his side always soothed him, “Imouto, wake up, We’ll have breakfast on the way,” he calls through the door, “N-no, you go, I’mma s-stay home,” you respond, voice trembling slightly. He wants to push the issue, worry spreading through him, but his alarm sounded, “o-okay, but we’ll have dinner tonight okay?” He promises, “Okay” you agree, then you were alone.

The day passed quickly enough, making yourself busy with your games and tv, though sick jealousy gnaws at your insides, you know it’s wrong but Kenma’s all you need and want in life, but all day your forced to think about him at work as his full figured secretary hovers around him, giggling and throwing her lose waves over her shoulder, a hand touching his arm. The mental image causing rage to boil, you toss your controller across the room in a fit, before sinking to the floor, and sobbing woefully, all you wanted was for kenma to love you as much as you did him. Your cries drown out the sound of kenma’s car pulling into the garage. He quickly comes inside, leaving the food on the counter he got your favorite meal from a fancy restaurant he took you for you birthday once, and apple pie to share. As he approaches your room, he can hear your soft sniffles and hiccups.

You yelp as your door is ripped open, kenma’s lithe form on the other side, his eyes wide with worry, “I-imouto!! Why are you crying, are you okay?!” He quickly approaches, fussing cutely over you. Your eyes are wide, "Mmm." You sniffle before averting your eyes, face flushed in embarrassment . "It's going to sound kinda dumb but I guess I just feel a little l-lonely. That's w-weird, isn't it?” Kenma shakes his head, sitting on the floor next to you “b-but why would I feel lonely, I’m always around you, but... I just don't know." You wipe at your face with your sweater sleeves, “t-that new secretary m-made me j-j-jealous,…” you mumble ashamed, kenma’s eyes widening at your implication, a hot shiver running down his spine, as he reaches out and takes your hand in his own.

Your soft noises seem to ease the tension Kenma feels, his shoulders relaxing, as he leans forward slightly to press into the kiss, which makes it more enjoyable. You open your mouth more, and so does he, you make a small sound when you feel the wet touch of the tip of his tongue briefly before it disappears. He pulls back then, looking at you intensely and suddenly gripping your sides tighter. His face is flushed, guilt and shame swirl wildly in his heart, but your soft smile erases it all and this time he’s the one to capture your lips, almost to enthusiastically as he toppled the two of you and practically pins you to the plush carpet below.

The next thing you know, the kiss feels different than before, too. Your entire body reacting for him, toes curl, and hands gently gripping the front of his shirt as he kisses you deeper. He pulls back, pupils blown wide He looks so handsome, cheeks flushed all the way to his ears, pink lips spread as his warm breath puffs across your face, and bangs messed up, strand sticking to his forehead. The look he gives you sends a warm shiver down your spine,

He leans in again, lips just brushing yours, mumbling quietly "Need more please,," he never wants this to stop, finally able to give into his ever growing feelings for you, and kisses you again and your hands slide from the his chest to the back of his neck, lacing into the shorter dark hair of his undercut. Kenma slides a hand down your thigh, soft fingertips tracing delicate patterns across your skin before cautiously slipping his fingers underneath the thin fabric of your sleep shorts, resting on your bare ass, hips grinding down against your own, your eyes flutter as you whine into his mouth. Kenma continues to hump against you, making sure to grind against you clit with each thrust, causing you to tremble underneath him, he begins to kiss down your neck, sucking a soft bruise into the skin below your collarbone, murmuring words of adoration against your skin. Your hands tug harshly at his hair as your back arches off the floor, hips circling slowly, while you pant softly, keening as kenma’s hands move to cup your chest under your loose shirt, thumbs expertly bushing against your hard nipples. He sits up, tugging on your shirt softly, you let him pull it off quick to shake your chest at him, giggling cutely.

He almost drools at the sight of your exposed tits, eagerly leaving open mouthed kisses and bites across your chest. One of his arms wrap around your waist, pulling your hips tighter against his own, panting, grinding in sync to your twitching hips. Your sweet moans raise an octave, body shaking, and eyes rolled back as Kenma dryhumps you to completion, your warm juices soak through his pants, and has him cumming as well. Kenma collapses on top on you for a moment, marking you wheeze, before rolling to his side. You turn to him, your foreheads pressed together, staring at each other, you start to giggle “make me your assistant instead Nii-Chan” you grin, Kenma laughs softly, “fine, fine, you baby, let’s go eat dinner.” He mumbled as he slowly stands up, and pulls you to your shakey feet.

[anarcoqueer1994]

One of my favorite HCs is Steve's birthday always being overlooked bc it was the 4th of July. But Bucky never forgot and treated the festivities like they were all for Steve. I literally write stories about this all the time. Here is part of one bc I'm in a sappy mood.

Steve’s 5th birthday was a big one. He was excited because he was a "whole hand old." Sarah was excited because against all odds, her son was still alive. He was tough and she thought he deserved the best birthday ever. Everyone was so focused on the 4th of July activities throughout the neighborhood, though, no one else seemed to notice Steve’s birthday. Sarah did her best to make Steve’s birthday fun anyways, making him his favorite dinner, and baking him an apple pie for dessert, another one of his favorites.

She had invited some kids over too, but sadly knew that probably no one would come. Not only was it the holiday, but kids could be mean to her small boy. She knew that people often judged books by their cover, and not a lot of people wanted their children to play with the sickly looking child. And not alot of kids even wanted to be his friend, no matter how kind Steve was to them.. It broke her heart.

"Mama, is anyone coming?" Steve asks as he clumsily sets the table, wanting to set down more plates than just his and his Sarah's.

She gives him a sad little smile, kneeling down to his level, resting her hand on his shoulder. "Probably not, sweetheart. They gotta spend time with their families for the holidays. Maybe we can do something next weekend?" She says softly, hoping that children would show up if she had a party not on the holiday.

Steve sadly nods his head. "Okay." He flashes her a smile, putting on a brave face. Steve was a good kid and never wanted his mom to feel bad. Even at his age, he knew she did her best.

They had just sat down to eat, when Sarah heard a knock at the door. When she opened it up, to her surprise, there was Bucky, smiling up with a missing front tooth. He had a box clumsily wrapped in newspaper. He obviously did this himself. She smiles back "Bucky, sweetie, does your mama know you are here?" They live in the same tenement.

"Yea, she said since I was 6 now, I can walk here by myself. Did I miss Stevie's dinner?" He keeps that bright smile on his face.

"No, you are just in time." She steps aside so he can come in. As soon as Steve sees him, he hops off his chair and runs to his best friend, pulling him into a hug. "Bucky! You came!" Sarah's heart melts watching how happy her son is.

Still hugging, Bucky says " Course I came, silly!"

Bucky pulls back before shoving the poorly wrapped box into Steve’s hand. "Here! Open it!"

Steve wastes no time tearing off the newspaper and opening the box. Inside was a handmade card and a diecast car. Steve looks at the picture. It is two stick figures holding hands. One was blonde and the other brunette. Around them was a heart. The words "hape brthda"(happy birthday) were written across the top.

Steve picks up the car, turning it over in his hands. He recognizes it as one of Bucky’s, his favorite actually. He reaches out, trying to give it back. “Buck, you don’t have to give me one of your toys.”

But Bucky pushes the toy back towards Steve’s chest. “No, I want you to have it, Stevie. Cause I love it and I love you. See, I even drew a heart because my dad gave my mom a heart necklace because he said he loves her. So I drew a heart because I love you.” Bucky grins, cheesy as ever.

Steve smiles back, equally as bright. “Love you, too, Bucky!” He says before pulling the brunette boy back to the table with him for dinner.

Sarah knows she should stop this, talk and explain to her son and his friend that that kind of love is for a boy and girl. But she can’t do it. Not right now. She can’t take away the smile that Bucky puts on her child’s face. So, she stays quiet, hoping for their sake that they grow out of it. Steve keeps that picture and the card in his bedside drawer for a long time after that.

[kingneptunesthinninghead]

In your opinion, which fast food place has the best fries? i love me some mcdonald’s fries.

Are there hurricanes where you live? they happen every once in a while

What do you hate the most about yourself? I'd really rather not get into this right about now. same

What song are you listening to right now? nothing but catch fire by 5sos is stuck in my head.

What was your first concert? brad paisley 🤠.

What’s your favorite Johnny Depp movie? willy wonka and the chocolate factory

Who did you last say “I love you” to? My sister. probably same

Do you like pumpkin pie? it’s about the only pie i DO like.

Do you know anyone named Austin? no one i like

Do you know anyone who is having a baby? my friend just gave birth to a baby about a week ago

What was the last thing you cried about? i cried in the car on the way home from work last night while listening to jet black heart lmaooo.

Do you prefer regular or chocolate milk? i dont drink milk.

Do you think you are an argumentative person? Definitely not. agreed, i’m conflict avoidant to a fault

How many deep dark secrets do you have? i dont think i have any

What was the spiciest thing you’ve ever eaten? the hot wings from bonchon were pretty f’n spicy

Who last called you sexy? i dont remember

Would you class yourself as a good role model? i think for the most part

Are you scared of the dark? sometimes i am

Do you have a motto? nah.

Who did you last see on webcam? my club committee from school

Do you need a haircut? i just got one about a month ago so not atm

How would you react if your mother told you that she was pregnant again? that would be impossible considering she’s in menopause and has her tubes tied

You log into Facebook and see the red ‘1’ notification next to the message icon. Who do you want it to be? no one i hate facebook

Would you rather exercise alone or with other people? most of the time alone but sometimes i’ll exercise with my sister or in a structured workout class

What is the most difficult or involved video game you’ve ever played? any bc i suck at video games

Ever watch the show Supernatural? nope

Ever heard of flavored honey? If so, what’s you’re favorite flavor? i’ve heard of it but never tried it

Do you remember what your favorite show was when you were little? i went thru hardcore icarly and victorious phases, also LOVED spongebob

Do you put anything besides cheese on grilled cheese sandwiches? sometimes i’ll do bacon on mine

When it comes to books, what do you think is the “perfect” amount of pages? the length of a book has never deterred me from reading it, ever.

Would you ever be interested in going scuba diving? maybe

Out of all of your friends/relatives, who would you say has the best vocabulary? not to toot my own horn but me

Are any of your fingers or toes deformed? What about the nails? no

When is the last time you cried? didnt i already answer this

Would you ever date somebody that has been divorced more than once? mm prob not

What are some stereotypically nerdy things that you like? i guess marvel and space would count

Have you ever attended a wedding that ended where the bride and groom didn’t actually get married? What happened? no but i’ve attended several weddings of people who have quickly divorced

What scares you the most about becoming a mother (hypothetically, if you don’t want to have children)? raising them to be a good well adjusted person.

Would you ever want a job in fashion? What would you enjoy about that type of job? prob not

Would you ever be a surrogate mother? nope

What do you think would be the best and worst parts about being a twin? i would love having that strong of a bond with someone and having someone to go thru life with but i would also feel like i never had anything that was truly mine esp in early childhood

Do you feel that your childhood was more rough compared to others around you? my childhood was great compared to a lot of peoples and i’m extremely thankful for that

How would you react if you found out today that you were actually adopted? i would feel betrayed that i’d lied to for 20 years

Have either of your parents ever cheated on one another before, that you know of? How would you react if you found out today that one of them cheated? not that i know of and again i would feel crushed and betrayed

Do you like cleaning and organizing? when i’m in the mood for it

How would you react if you found out you were infertile? If you don’t plan on having kids to begin with, what is a long-term goal you’d be crushed to find out was impossible to achieve? i would definitely be upset bc i want to have at least one biological kid but in the end i would find just as much joy from adopting a child and giving them a loving home.

Would you take your dream job if it were out of the country? it depends on what other factors are in my life at the time

Have you ever been robbed? no

Is anyone close to you an alcoholic? my friend at college and that’s not even a joke that’s genuine. i think he’s getting the help he needs tho which is good

Have you ever dumped anyone? no

What kind of tea do you drink? I hate tea. same it tastes like dish water

Do you know anyone in a gang? No, and I hope I never do. same

What’s the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for you? omg i still remember this bc i was blown away by how sweet it was. so in 9th grade i had one friend in my pe class and idek how we started talking but we just stuck by each other bc we didn’t have anyone else and we sat at our own table right by the teacher’s desk in health class and we actually became pretty close friends throughout the year well anyway i mentioned my birthday was coming up and she asked me what i wanted and i was like no you don’t have to and she was like do you want flowers and i was like sure why not and i didn’t think she was gonna actually do it but then on my birthday she shows up to health class with these beautiful purple flowers and i was so shocked that she actually got them for me so yeah i’ve never forgotten that ever. she moved away after that year and i never saw her again but i hope she’s doing well

What is your orientation? Gay? Straight? Metrosexual? straight but i have questioned before.

Have you ever done anything really dangerous or illegal with friends? nothing too wild

Name three feelings you’re feeling right now: bored, content, excited

And the reasons for these feelings? bored bc i’m at work, content bc i like the way my life is going rn, excited bc i get to go back to school and see all my college friends soon.

How do you feel about your life right now? pretty pleased at the moment

Is it easy for you to like yourself? Why or why not? no. it’s a conscious choice to like yourself that you have to make everyday and some days that choice is easier to make than others

What subjects come naturally to you? English, some aspects of science. agree with this, i’m very good at english and i understand some science

What subjects do not? MATH

Do you read more fiction or more non-fiction books? fiction but sometimes i like a good non fiction book.

How has today been for you? pretty good nothing too exciting

What did you do? watched tv and went to work

Are there any candles lit in the room you’re in? no

Are there any lava lamps near you? nope.

Do you like cats or dogs better? Cats. agree i have 4

Are any of your friends a pothead? yes, several

What’s a goal you’re trying to accomplish soon? start working out consistently again and get into therapy.

Are you a high maintenance person? nope

The last time you yelled as loud as you could, what was the reason? i was at a karaoke night

Have you ever been heartbroken? yep

Who did that to you? my ex crush

Did you go through an ugly stage as a kid? ohhhh yeah

The last type of sandwich you made or ate: a ham and cheese sandwich with pepperoni and mayo

The last time you spent most of the day in bed: when i was at school and i had stayed up until 6am the night before.

The last friend or acquaintance you made: my coworker

The last thing you took pictures of: a rainbow

The last time you were scared: when i thought a car was following me the other night

The last thing you looked up online: manic panic hair dye.

The last thing you disagreed with: i don’t remember.

Does your house have a separate laundry room? yep

Do your parents still help you financially? yes, a lot

Does your car have a backup camera? nope.

Have either of your parents ever been in trouble with the law? not to where they’ve been arrested

Have you ever had a pet that lived to be really old for its breed/species? my childhood cat lived to be 18 which was pretty impressive.

What was the last strong scent you smelled? my cat’s fart

Have you ever told someone to their face that they were ugly? no way

Is your bed against more than one of your walls? nope

Have you ever been attracted to someone’s parent? um yes some people i know have dilfs i’m sorry

Have you ever pole danced before? no

Have you ever broken into someone’s house? no.

Have you ever seen a live bat? yup at a beach house in the obx

What is the most amount of money you’ve spent on a meal before? i bought bonchon for my friends and i one time which was just about $100

Have you ever taken a woodshop class? no

How much time do you spend on Facebook, if you have one? as little time as possible.

Has a teacher ever made you hate yourself/your work? i had one math teacher in high school that consistently made me feel dumb bc i needed extra help to understand the concepts and couldn’t do mental math that fast so didnt like her

Have you ever been on the barrier or front row at a concert? closest i’ve been was second row

Are your parents supportive of you? yep

[newsie-softie]

Big Brother!Jack Kelly au

ok i felt the need to write this au bc i desperately wanted to read one, but unfortunately there is a MAJOR lack of any of these!!!!

(disclaimer: i’m not much of a writer so this is gonna be ROUGH, just bare with me hehe.) (follow up note: if you are a writer and want to take & edit this, PLEASE DO!!! just tag me pls so i can see your masterpiece)

okay here we go folks:

The sun was beginning to rise, its rays peeking out from just above the skyline of Manhattan and spreading out onto the floors of the lodging house. I was already awake and laying in my bunk - I was in one of those moods where I couldn’t sleep because I was too excited for the day to begin.

As quietly as I could, I jumped out of bed and headed for the sinks to wash up for the day. My mind was racing, “Do I have everything I need? Are the other guys awake yet? I need to wake up those idiots. God, they better be awake, they know how important today is, they just have to be up. Immediately after I make sure they’re up, I need to run over to the parlor and make sure everything will be set for this afternoon.” 

My mind kept going at a million miles a minute until my train of thought was interrupted by a pat on the back. “Hiya Jack,” Bumlets says behind me, “Are ya almost ready to go? Crutchy, Race, Skittery, and I already snuck all the decorations downstairs, behind Kloppsman’s desk.”

I gave out a sigh of relief. Good, the guys are up. “Yeah, just gimme a minute, would ya? I want to look my best for my sister.” The 4 of them nod, and let me know that they’d head over to the parlor to begin set up.

Today marks exactly 1 year, 3 months, and 18 days since the strike was over, but most importantly, it’s my little sister’s 10th birthday. Ever since our parents left to go out west, I’d been stuck here with the other newsies in the lodging house, while Anna had been staying with a friend of hers from school. The family couldn’t afford to keep both of us, so I insisted they take Anna. We don’t get to see much of each other, usually just on our birthdays and holidays, and the occasional visit to Medda’s. But today she finally hits double digits, and I just knew I had to do something special for her.

I finally get to the parlor, and I see that Race and Crutchy are setting up some games, Bumlets is hanging streamers, and Skittery’s spreading out balloons. It’s not much, but hey, you can only do so much on a Newsie’s salary. Denton said he’d bring over a cake, and Medda offered to bring a few snacks. I’m so lucky to have such great people in our lives.

Just as the last of the decorations are being put up, Davey, Les, and Sarah walk in with a wrapped present in tow. “Uh... What’s this Davey?” I ask.

“Oh you know, nothing big. All the Newsies chipped in a little bit to buy Anna a new doll and some clothes to go with it. We didn’t really know what else to get her, so this is the best we came up with,” he chuckles.

A smile spread across my face as I pat Davey on the back, “It’s perfect, Dave. Thank you.” Dave takes the gift and walks over to put it down on a table, and I pause a moment to properly greet Les and Sarah.

For the next 3 hours, everyone in the parlor scrambles to make sure everything will be perfect for Anna. I send Les to grab a couple of the other younger Newsies and go to Anna, to keep her occupied until the party is ready to start. I give him specific directions to not return with her until 12, noon. In the mean time, we make sure that Kid, Specs, and Pie Eater have already taken charge of the rest of the Newsies and that they’re already out and selling their papes. Today was a special one, and I wanted everyone involved in my sister’s birthday, and if that meant the boys got an earlier start to their day just so that they’d be done and ready to go to the party by noon, then so be it.

Time races by and before I knew it, it was 11:55 - the party was supposed to begin soon. I holler at everyone to stop what they’re doing, and wait a second until I had all eyes on me. “EVERYONE! Anna will be here in 5 MINUTES, so soon we’ll need to hide!!” Suddenly, the parlor was in chaos again. Boys everywhere were frantically trying to finish whatever task they had at hand, and leap from place to place to find somewhere to hide. I look over and see Medda and Denton laughing hysterically at all of the commotion and for some reason that gives me a little bit of peace. I check the time again and it’s 11:59, so I dart over to close the door, shut the curtains and crouch down right near the door, so that I’m the first face Anna sees. Right at noon, I could hear Les’s voice outside - leave it to Les to always follow my directions. The door opens up, and the entire room erupts in hoots and hollers, “SURPRISE!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANNA!!”

Curtains fly open and lights turn back on, and it’s hard not to see the shock on my girl’s face. I laugh at her expression and grab her in a hug. “Happy birthday, munchkin, are ya surprised?,” I whisper to her.

“Surprised? Jackie, I think that’s an understatement. You did this?”

She steps back from me in awe and is immediately engulfed by a crowd of Newsies. Anna takes turns with each of the boys, giving them hugs and saying thank you to each of them. I back away from the crowd, but I don’t dare to take an eye off of Anna. She’s so graceful, and kind; she gets that from our mother, you know. The boys love her, she’s like a sister to each of them, too.

As the party goes on, everyone has a great time. We all eat together, and play games, and recall our favorite stories about Anna. Les hands her the gift that they all bought for her and from the moment she first lays a finger on it, she just doesn’t want to let it go.

After some time, Anna walks up to me and whispers in my ear, “Jackie, can I talk to you outside?” A flash of worry runs through my veins; did she not like the party after all?

“Sure munchkin, let’s go.” She takes my hand, and I follow the small girl outside. There’s a couple of chairs right outside the door and we each take one. “Is everything alright? Did you not like your birthday party?”

“The party is great. I’m really happy that you and the boys and Sarah and Medda and Denton did this for me. I think this may be the best birthday ever... But... Jackie, I miss mama and papa,” Anna says, in a hushed voice, “I wish they were here to celebrate with me. With us. I wish we could be a whole family today. That’s what I wished when I blew out my candles.”

I sighed, knowing that deep down, I’d wished the same thing. “I know munchkin... I know... I wish the same thing.” I pull her up out of her chair and sit her in my lap, hugging her to my chest. I wish I had more to say to her, but I just don’t have the words, nor the heart to do so.

“Well, we’ll be your whole family today, Anna.” The two of us look up at the voice - it was Davey, standing at the door. “I’m sorry, I know you two probably wanted privacy, but I had to come out here to take out the trash, and I couldn’t help but hear your wish.”

Anna looked up at me, as if to ask if it was okay for her to stand and give Dave a hug. I nodded, and she leaves my lap to share the biggest hug with him. I stand up after a moment, and the two of us lead her back into the parlor.

“EVERYONE LISTEN UP,” shouts Davey over all the noise, “PLEASE, LET’S RAISE A GLASS!” All voices die down, and everyone takes their cups and raises them up. “To Anna!,” David shouts.

“TO ANNA!,” the crowd echos.

“To another 10 years!”

“TO ANOTHER 10 YEARS!”

“To our Newsie family!”

“ TO OUR NEWSIE FAMILY!!!”

Everyone shouts and cheers and takes a drink from their cup, and suddenly the world ain’t so bad. I glance over at Anna, who’s been lifted up onto Bumlet’s shoulders, her smile being the biggest one I’d ever seen on her face.

Yeah... the world ain’t so bad after all. Happy birthday, munchkin.

[alien-origins]

I was tagged by the one and only @swaggyt-enthusiast thank u honey pie!!! 💝 💝

Rules: You must answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people.

THE LAST 1.Drink: water (stay hydrated) 2.Phone call: mom 3.Text message: my class group chat 4.Song you listened to: snälla bli min igen - veronica maggio 5.Time you cried: yesterday, I was really frustrated with myself 6.Dated someone twice: nah 7. Been Cheated on: no 8.Kissed someone and regretted it: yeah 9.Lost someone special: yuppdido i have 10.Been depressed: 24/7 my dude i love life 11.Gotten drunk and thrown up: no, ain’t about that life LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS:

1: red  2: pink 3: pastels IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU… 15.Made new friends: yeea some 16.Fallen out of love: yeah 17.Laughed until you cried: too many times  18.Found out someone was talking about you: mhm lol snakes 19.Met someone who changed you: yeah but idk how much tho 20.Found out who your true friends are: not sure actually 21.Kissed someone on your Facebook list: more than one 22.How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: all of them 23.Do you have any pets: sadly no i’m nagging about getting a cat or a dog but my mom refuses, i had pet rats when i was younger tho and they were so cute i want another :((( 24.Do you want to change your name: yes??? but i suck at names so idk what i’d take.  25.What did you do for your last birthday: i was on my internship at bea szenfeldt and we were about 10 interns plus bea and we had fun, celebrating a little with a watermelon cake (literally a watermelon with candles in it). Everyone in my family were sick so we didn’t go out but i ate a lot of sushi. not the best 18th bday but it fit me 26.What time did you wake up: 6am 27.What were you doing at midnight last night: sleeping 28.Name something you cannot wait for: moving out and getting puppies 29.When was the last time you saw your mother: 5 minutes ago getting an ice cream in the kitchen 30.What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: the amount of money i have. i’d be happier if i had more money,, the amount of gucci i could buy 31.What are you listening to right now: hädan efter - veronica maggio 32.Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: not that I know of 33.Something that is getting on your nerves: my classmates i hate them all honestly  34.Most visited website: tumblr 35.Elementary: walked past my old school 36, High School: i guess i’m still in high school??? (gymnasium) 37.College: soon my dudes 38.Hair color: pink 39.Long or short hair: past my shoulders  40.Do you have a crush on someone: wu yifan 41.What do you like about yourself: my boobies 42.Piercings: four lobe piercings and I always have hoops bc im a hoe (two regular, one next to the other on my left ear and on the very end of the lobe on my right like tao) and a tongue piercing 43.Blood type: idk lol I think I have A 44.Nickname: Krys, mom 45.Relationship status: single and in need of cuddles 46.Zodiac sign: aquarius  47.Pronouns: she/her/mom/angel 48.Favorite tv show: i don’t really watch TV but how i met your mother and fresh of the boat (ancient aliens) 49.Tattoos: not yet!! planning my lil bunny tattoo tho 50.Right or left hand: right, masturbate with my left

FIRST… 51.Surgery: nope 52.Piercing: ears (7 y/o i think) 54.Sport: football! or soccer as you americans say 55.Vacation: Mallorca  56.Pair of trainers: ???????

MORE GENERAL… 57.Eating: rice cakes and bread 58.Drinking: water 59.I’m about to: do some embroidery  61.Waiting for: krisho to reunite  62.Want: money 63.Get married: when i find someone that’s right for me 64.Career: designer if i can 65.Hugs or kisses: hugs :(( 66.Lips or eyes: eyes 67.Shorter or taller: taller (but i like hanging around ppl that are 5′2 or shorter so i dont feel that small) 68.Older or younger: older, i’ve always been hanging with ppl older than me and a lot of people (((especially boys))) can be really immature and i’m tired and a old soul 70.Nice arms or nice stomach: nice arms 71.Sensitive or loud: a lil of both, maybe loud tho  72.Hook up or relationship: i like the concept of relationships but it’s a lot so hook ups 73.Troublemaker or hesitant: hesitant troublemaker 

HAVE YOU EVER… 74.Kissed a stranger?: no 75.Drank hard liquor?: yea 76.Lost glasses contact/lenses?: nah don’t use em 77.Turned someone down?: i think? 78.Sex on first date?: tinder dates are for sex are they not??? 79.Broken someone’s heart?: i think so (sorry) 80.Had your heart broken?: i’m dead inside 81.Been arrested?: kinda?? 82.Cried when someone died?: mm 83.Fallen for a friend?: like a girl crush yea DO YOU BELIEVE IN… 84.Yourself?: i do 85.Miracles?: mhm yeah 86.Love at first sight?: maybe 87.Santa Claus?: nah m8 88.Kiss on the first date?: if it feels right then yes 89.Angels?: i am one so yea

OTHER…. 90.Current best friend’s name: cassie 91.Eye color: grey/blue 92. Favourite movie: devil wears prada

i tag the usual friend & family (also some mutuals bc i need to fill in) ;(( 💗 💗  @honeyixings @sassybookshelf @kai-aaah @monbebes @crownkingzyx @niniandnoodul @04gf @princeksoo @theparallelline @potchanyoyo @joonmeow-ing @chogiwapark @bulba-suho-r @slavemin @joon420 @cuntykai @prankchanyall @wheatleyoppa @softparkchanyeol @bright-black-blunder

THE LAST 1.Drink: 2.Phone call: 3.Text message: 4.Song you listened to: 5.Time you cried: 6.Dated someone twice: 7. Been Cheated on: 8.Kissed someone and regretted it: 9.Lost someone special: 10.Been depressed: 11.Gotten drunk and thrown up: LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS: 1.  2:  3: IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU… 15.Made new friends: 16.Fallen out of love: 17.Laughed until you cried: 18.Found out someone was talking about you: 19.Met someone who changed you: 20.Found out who your true friends are: 21.Kissed someone on your Facebook list: 22.How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: 23.Do you have any pets: 24.Do you want to change your name: 25.What did you do for your last birthday: 26.What time did you wake up: 27.What were you doing at midnight last night: 28.Name something you cannot wait for: 29.When was the last time you saw your mother: 30.What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: 31.What are you listening to right now: 32.Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: 33.Something that is getting on your nerves: 34.Most visited website: 35.Elementary: 36, High School: 37.College: 38.Hair color: 39.Long or short hair: 40.Do you have a crush on someone: 41.What do you like about yourself: 42.Piercings: 43.Blood type: 44.Nickname: 45.Relationship status: 46.Zodiac sign: 47.Pronouns: 48.Favorite tv show: 49.Tattoos: 50.Right or left hand: FIRST… 51.Surgery: 52.Piercing: 54.Sport: 55.Vacation:   56.Pair of trainers: MORE GENERAL… 57.Eating: 58.Drinking: 59.I’m about to: 61.Waiting for: 62.Want: 63.Get married: 64.Career: 65.Hugs or kisses: 66.Lips or eyes: 67.Shorter or taller: 68.Older or younger: 70.Nice arms or nice stomach: 71.Sensitive or loud: 72.Hook up or relationship: 73.Troublemaker or hesitant: HAVE YOU EVER… 74.Kissed a stranger?: 75.Drank hard liquor?: 76.Lost glasses contact/lenses?: 77.Turned someone down?: 78.Sex on first date?: 79.Broken someone’s heart?: 80.Had your heart broken?: 81.Been arrested?: 82.Cried when someone died?: 83.Fallen for a friend?: DO YOU BELIEVE IN… 84.Yourself?: 85.Miracles?: 86.Love at first sight?: 87.Santa Claus?: 88.Kiss on the first date?: 89.Angels?: OTHER…. 90.Current best friend’s name: 91.Eye color: 92. Favourite movie: 

[arsenicfrosting]

1-92?!

Alright sorry for taking forever but here ya go:

1. How many bruises on you right now? Not as many as usual. I always seem to have multiple bruises on my legs 2. You talked to an ex today, correct? Correct 3. Have you stayed in a hospital? Too many times 4. Is trust a big issue for you? I don’t put much trust in anybody so I guess that means it’s an issue?5. Did you hang out with the person you like recently? Does my dog count6. What are you excited for? Turning 21 next month7. What happened tonight? I snuggled with my son and didn’t want to put him to bed bc he was being so cute and cracking us both up8. Do you think it’s disgusting when girls get really wasted? No?? I’d be the last person to judge ppl for excessive drinking lol9. Is confidence cute? Cute is an odd word for that but sure10. What is the last beverage you had? Water with ACV11. How many people of the opposite sex do you fully trust? Nobody lmfao men r trash12. Do you own a pair of skinny jeans? Several but I can’t stand wearing anything other than sweats or leggings13. What are you gonna do Saturday night?Nothing special 14. What are you going to spend money on next? Probably cigarettes 15. Are you going out with the last person you kissed? “Going out” lol this isn’t 7th grade but no I’m not in like a ~legit~ relationship 16. Do you think you’ll change in the next 3 months? Of course. Probably not for the better tho :)17. Who do you feel most comfortable talking to about anything? Nobody, not even myself!18. The last time you felt broken? Shit when’s the last time I DIDNT feel fucking broken19. Have you had a soft drink today?No20. Are you starting to realize anything?I’m realizing that if shit in my life doesn’t change drastically soon, I’m not gonna make it21. Are you in a good mood? I’m sober so that would be a big NO22. Would you ever want to swim with sharks? Fuck yeah hopefully they would eat me as a snack that would be so cute23. Are your eyes the same color as your dad’s? Yes (hazel)24. What do you want right this second? I want to be in the woods with a rack of beer n some deer25. What would you say if the person you love/like kissed another girl/boy? “Nice how was it”26. Is your current hair color your natural hair color? Yes27. Would you be able to date someone who doesn’t make you laugh? I don’t think I’d be able to date anyone in general28. What was the last thing that made you laugh? My sister told me about a podcast she was listening to about a girl who had period sex and afterwards the sheets were covered in blood so while the dude was in the bathroom she shoved them in her backpack and RAN OUT but then at the subway station some cops were doing bag searches and she ended up going back to the guys house WITH the cops to assure them she didn’t commit murder or something LMAO29. Do you really, truly miss someone right now? Not really30. Does everyone deserve a second chance? No31. Honestly, do you hate the last boy you were talking to? Nope32. Does the person you have feelings for right now, know you do? Idk33. Are you one of those people who never drinks water? YES lmao I only drink hella water the day after getting fucked up34. Listening to? My sister watching Jane the Virgin35. Do you ever write in pencil anymore? Ew no36. Do you know where the last person you kissed is? Yeah37. Do you believe in love at first sight? Well yeah like when my son had just popped out and we immediately looked at each other..that’s the realest love at first sight I know of38. Who did you last call? My sons dad39. Who was the last person you danced with? My kid40. Why did you kiss the last person you kissed? Why not yo41. When was the last time you ate a cupcake? A couple weeks ago I made vegan carrot cake cupcakes and they were goooood42. Did you hug/kiss one of your parents today? Noo43. Ever embarrass yourself in front of a crush? My existence is embarrassing so I mean probably 44. Do you tan? Not even a little45. If you could, would you take back your last kiss? Nah46. Did you talk to someone until you fell asleep last night? No47. Who was the last person to call you? My therapist48. Do you sing in the shower? Yes49. Do you dance in the car? No 50. Ever used a bow and arrow? Yes 51. Last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer? My senior photos like 3 years ago52. Do you think musicals are cheesy? The cheesiest. I hate them53. Is Christmas stressful? All holidays stress me out 54. Ever eat a pierogi? Yeah55. Favorite type of fruit pie? Apple56. Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid? Teacher or veterinarian 57. Do you believe in ghosts? Yes58. Ever have a Deja-vu feeling? Often 59. Take a vitamin daily? Vitamin D 60. Wear slippers? No61. Wear a bath robe? No those are so weird to me62. What do you wear to bed? A T-shirt and sweats63. First concert? Lady Gaga Born This Way Ball64. Wal-Mart, Target or Kmart? Target WhaT the hEck65. Nike or Adidas? Neither66. Cheetos Or Fritos? Fritos67. Peanuts or Sunflower seeds? Peanuts68. Favorite Taylor Swift song? Who?69. Ever take dance lessons? My mom tried to put me in a hip hop dance class and I panicked the first day because I didn’t want to do it and she was forcing me and she got mad haha so no70. Is there a profession you picture your future spouse doing? I will not have a future spouse71. Can you curl your tongue? Yes72. Ever won a spelling bee? No73. Have you ever cried because you were so happy? Yes, when I got a Lady Gaga CD for my 14th birthday and when my son was born74. What is your favorite book? “She’s Come Undone” by Wally Lamb75. Do you study better with or without music? Without76. Regularly burn incense? No77. Ever been in love? Yes78. Who would you like to see in concert? Radiohead79. What was the last concert you saw? Kimya Dawson I think80. Hot tea or cold tea? Both81. Tea or coffee? Coffee 82. Favorite type of cookie? Any as long as they’re vegan83. Can you swim well? No84. Can you hold your breath without holding your nose? Yes85. Are you patient? Depends on what it’s for86. DJ or band, at a wedding? DJ87. Ever won a contest? When I was like 8 I did a fundraiser and won a bike and when I was in treatment 3 years ago I whooped ass in a Rock Paper Scissors contest it was iconic88. Ever have plastic surgery? No89. Which are better black or green olives? The big green ones with garlic stuffed in them oooooo90. Opinions on marriage? Dumb. But it works for some ppl so hey91. Best room for a fireplace? Living room or basement 92. Do you want to get married? Fuck naw