#been anxious abt that for a few days. ive been going w my new name for abt a year now w friends and at university

[tkbrokkoli]

just did the Talk abt changing my name in November w my family 😬

[nad-zeta]

Match up! (◠‿◠✿)

hiya!! can i pls get a matchup for ikesen, if its ok? 💞

bi girl i prefer guys! ambiverted intp, gryffindor, n true neutral. i have an older twin sis n i love/hate her sm lmao!!

i have medium-length straight-ish black hair (w/ a side bang to the right) & dark brown eyes!! im 5'5-ish, fun fact: im a filipina!

sooo im a complex daydreamer!! i NEED attention/affirmation or ill feel unwanted/sad. emotional scorpio, im quite sensitive. anxiety, i overthink too much! quiet w/ people im not close w/. easily annoyed but guilty after ‘cause im soft-hearted. im like half funny/playful/kind & half deep/mature/awkward- hopeless romantic! i have a way w/ words, sorta poetic? i wanna be the best! sorta socially anxious, i have a fear of judgement. im not innocent but ppl think i am at first. i look fine but deep down im a big mess. rlly smart & knowledgable. vv passionate, big nerd actually! im like a kid w/ my twin but w/ others im more mature. im the type to do fun stuff and loosen up but would also just cuddle and have long convos. im vv good w/ technology! very imaginative, i come up with stories a lot- around others im very quiet because i literally have no idea what to say. actually a big history fanatic, hehe. i act confident but im not rlly, actually vv insecure and i regret a lot of things.

a habit of mine is that i tend to drift away and just… think? i also tend to care a lot abt my appearance! i get competative but there are also times when im just chill. i get vv embarrassed when i lose control tho n i regret it sm :(( i have loads of trouble asking for help even if i like to help others a lot! i like being organised but i tend to be… chaotic.

hsjsh- fun fact: there are times where im just,, super hyper n say the weirdest things? im good in school but,, im lazy yknow- i love math (surprisingly, i got a natural talent?), science (esp abt stars n space), history, and english (actually my 2nd languange but im very fluent) the most. bilingual but im also learnin french! wanna learn latin too tho but id break down- i have the fear of the unknown, failure, n loneliness! im scared of the future cause its beyond human ability to know,, the only guys ive rlly talked to r family members so my awkwardness goes 100x hsjsjs

oh, i rlly love affection, but i need a lot of space too, tho! girls gotta have privacy- games r a hUge part of my life, so is technology and the modern era! i actually like sports too- not very good at em tho :((

some likes: gaming, jokes (esp corny/stupid/puns), space, stars, weapons (esp swords/guns), philosophy, psychology, testing myself, affection, animals, doing exhilirating things, music, movies, books, writing, astrology, astronomy, learning new things, & mythology.

some dislikes: too much heat, school presentations, creepy dolls, being under pressure, dirty things, blind faith, & annoying people.

tysm! omg i hope this isnt too long- i think this is too long?? yIkes i hope that this is ok!! love ur writing btw! stay safe 💞

Hi hi love! thank you so much for the request! You sound like a wonderful person and omw it soooo cool that you have a twin! I actually think she sent in a request right after you did lol! Anyways sorry for making you wait sooooo long and i hope you enjoy it! @x-joie-x

 So i match you with...................... Mitsuhide

The first time you meet this sneki boy, you were quiet and reserved. War council had just ended and you were named as a princess of the Oda forces. You were super socially awkward, and anxiety was slowly starting to creep in, as the curious warlords started to surround you. It wasn’t until Mitsuhide had pulled you away in a teasing manner to save you from the crowd that you finally started to calm down. He had noticed this new little mouse had been on edge since arriving. However, he didn’t suspect you of being an assassin or spy as, during the whole council, your hands shook, and you could barely speak up against Nobunaga’s demanding and commanding tones. 

Mitsuhide had found you incredibly amusing from the first moment you walked in, you caught this foxes eye. He didn’t know if it was the innocence or naïve purity that just seemed to radiate from you, but for some reason when he was looking at you, he found that he simply couldn’t look away.

It took all of one day for all the warlords to officially drop all suspicions of you. You were just such a sweetheart how could they not instantly love you and feel the need to protect you. You had started helping a few of the maids that first morning after you were named princess. You didn’t want to be a freeloader, so you worked hard to earn your keep and soon, the maids were fighting over who would get to work with you cause all of then just loved and adored you so much. 

You got annoyed with Hideyoshi when he first found you helping the maids, as he was 100% started micromanaging you. You lost you cool and raised your voice at him, TBH Hideyoshi didn’t think anything of it, but it wasn’t until you had pitched up at his manor an hour later to apologize for being so rude to him that he realized what a sweet and sensitive person you truly were. Of course from that moment onward you had gained yourself a big doting brother.

All the Oda forces agreed that you were too sweet and naïve for your own good, so Mitsuhude was assigned to give you princess lesson to prepare you for your new life as Oda princess. You were super excited when Mitsuhide had told you that he was going to teach you a variety topics such as economics, politics, history and self-defence. You even managed to impress the sneki boy, by getting all the questions correct on the first test he had handed you. You had found that first test incredibly easy as you were a bit of a history buff, and all the questions had been based on Nobunaga’s history. This low key shook the sliver kitsune a little bit, as this proved that not only were you pure and naive but you were also super smart. You kind of reminded him a little bit of Mitsunari, a cleaver professor with their head in the clouds. 

Mitushide praised you for your ability to pick up on concepts quickly and work diligently as a student, “I dare say little one, you are the best student a teacher could ask for.” You spend masses amount of time with sneki boi, and through that time you realized just how sweet Mitsuhide truly was, although he was a massive tease leaving you a blushy mess almost every day after lessons with his teasing comments. And naturally, the more time Mitsuhide had spent with you, the more in love he fell. It was also noted by the fellow warlords that, Mitsuhide always wore a soft gentle expression when it came to you, and in your experience he had been a kind gentle patient teacher. SO naturally you found yourself more and more drawn to this mysterious man.

Through all the time spent with the kitsune, you found yourself opening up more and more. He was one of the few people that got to see your playful side. You now would make the puniest, corniest jokes he has ever heard, leaving this kitsune in a fit of laughter mid-way through a lecture. Not only that, but he loved loved loved your competitiveness side. 

This side of you slowly started to surface after the 3rd or 4th self-defence lesson when you started challenging the kitsune to rematches whenever he would pin you down, ultimately beating you in your little makeshift sword fight. Boy oh boy, don’t even get me started on the shooting lessons, once you were able to fire the rifle, you were straight-up challenging this boy, the best marksmen around to a shoot-off. “Come on Mitsuhide, the first one to get 100 bulls-eyes in a row wins, and the loser has to buy tea.” Needless to say, you always lost and even though every day you would make that exact bet, Mitsuhide would always insist on sticking you for tea and lunch as reward for being such a good student. 

He really enjoyed spending time with you and would absolutely insist on holding your hands whenever the two of you were on your way to the tea house together after your lessons. “I can’t have my clumsy little mouse tripping and falling now can I.” Every day without fail, he would say that to you as he wraps his big hand around your small one, while leading you to your favourite tea house.

The two of you would talk about everything and anything over tea, these topics ranged from you making stupid jokes, to talking about random topics such as philosophy and psychology. Either way, Mitsuhide loved to spend time with you. He would always listen to and hang on to every word you said, storing every word in his memory. 

You were his precious little mouse, and he knew you were an extremely sensitive creature. If anyone dared say a single bad word to you or make you sad, they would face the wrath of this very protective kitsune. Like one time, one of the visiting daimyos had talked down to you for accidentally bumped into him. You were busy cleaning the windows when you accidentally lost your balance and bumped into him. He was so disgusted that a mere maid had touched him. He started yelling at you and insulting you, this escalated to such a point that he even had his hand raised ready to hit you for getting dirty window water on his shoes. That’s when sneki boi decided to intervene. Mitsuhide legit stood protectively in front of you with his rifle pointed at the man’s heart, with the full intention to shoot. “Golly me it appears like you are quite the troublesome little mouse, my dear.” He then turned his sharp gaze towards the daimyo “I do suggest you apologize to the Oda princess, lest you want to answer for your crimes directly to Nobunaga.” The man simply scoffed and walked away. Mitsuhide then turned to you and enveloped you in a warm hug while kissing the top of your head, “Are you alright, my dear little mouse?” Mitsuhide looked into your beautiful eyes and gently took your hands in his, “Come little one, I have something I wish to show you.”

The two of you walked hand in hand to Mitsuhide’s manor, Mitsuhide led you out into his garden, where you saw something so beautiful you could cry. The garden was filled with flowers and candles and in the centre was a table set up, with a feast laid out op top of it. 

Mitsihide had told you that night that he was hopelessly in love with you. He was overjoyed when he had discovered that you like him, was also a hopeless romantic and that you had an incredibly poetic, romantic way with words. You handed him a letter in which you had expressed your feelings for him in the form of a beautifully written poem. You were actually intending to leave the poem on his desk as a way of confessing your feelings. This instantly melted sneki bois heart into a giant puddle and he couldn’t help but pull you in for a sweet kiss. 

After diner Mitsuhide had led you deeper into the garden where a fluffy blankie was sprawled out on the grass, he guided you to sit down and the motioned for you to lookup. Above you, a thousand stares were shooting across the sky in a big meteor shower. Mitsuhide pulled you into his arms and kissed your cheeks as the two of you watched the sky. He always remembered every detail you had told him about yourself, so when you revealed that you loved the sky and the stars, he knew he had to incorporate this rare meteor shower in your date somehow. 

This had sparked a new tradition between the two of you, to stargaze and spend the whole night in deep conversation. These nights were full of love and affection as Mitsuhide would pull you into his lap and just hold you there for hours and hours as the two of you talked and watched the sky

Of course sneki boi also had a bit of a spontaneous side, and would take you on exhilarating trips around Nobunaga’s territories. They were mostly missions but after you had nagged Nobunaga to give you permission to go along on the missions, you and Mitsuhide would finish the official work asap so that the two of you cuties had plenty of time to enjoy yourself in the new environment.

Mitsuhide loves everything about you from your slight messiness, to your love of learning new things. He also knows that his sweet little mouse sometimes needs some space and alone time and will be sure to give you as much alone time as you need to recharge. He knows that you will seek him out when you have had enough of your own company. He will always welcome you back with outstretched arms when you have had enough alone time, and shower you with endless amounts of affection.

Whenever you are feeling insecure or worrying about the future Mitsuhide is right there by your side, whispering words of affection and reassurance in your ears. He makes sure to remind you every day just how perfect you are and just how much he loves you. 

Often you can be found in sneki boys lap with your head resting comfortably in the crook of his neck as he soothingly strokes your hair. Don’t be surprised if this sneaky kitsune drops a few kissed on your nose, cheeks or lips during these quiet and peaceful moments, just as a way to convey how much he loves and adores you.

Other potential matches……………..Masamune 

I hope you enjoyed it dear and i hope you have the best day! 

[jasperisafanboy]

ok so @d--t and i were talking abt prions a couple weeks ago, aka nature’s way o preventing cannibalism, and as such discussions naturally go we got to wondering abt what if rasher got a prion infection. i did some research, decided it would be entirely too goddamn sad and that i wasn’t gonna write it, and then wrote it anyway bc apparently i hate happiness ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ pls pls pls mind the warnings on this one, it’s a doozy. (my pedantry insists i say that if u find any inaccuracies abt how i’ve written creuzfeldt-jakob disease, it’s bc doing the research for this came w/i an inch o giving me a panic attack. literally, the only reason it didn’t happen is bc i realized what was happening before it got bad and stopped reading abt it and left the library.)

warnings: euthanasia, disease, degenerative disease, hospitals, character death, suicide, heavy angst read on ao3!

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The sound of the machines no longer registers in Julian’s hearing anymore, he’s gotten so used to them. One to track Rasher’s heartbeat and blood pressure and pulse, a ventilator, the IV administering fluids and anti-convulsants and mood stabilizers. He’s on oxygen, administered via a tube in his nose. They had to shave his face for it, and Julian doesn’t like seeing him without the goatee. His septum ring is gone too. Aside from the tattoos, he hardly looks like himself. Julian had gotten so used to his piercings, his stupid goatee, his still-terrible taste in fashion. Julian never stopped making fun of the tiger-stripe T-shirt until it became one of the only shirts Rasher could put on by himself, once the disease robbed him of the dexterity in his long fingers. Seeing him in a hospital gown, tucked in bed and hooked to tubes and covered in bruises from seizures that made him fling his bony limbs into hard objects… it’s almost as awful as the idea of him dy—

Julian can’t finish the thought. He swallows hard. After a moment, he rises from his chair and touches the back of Rasher’s hand, lying on the bedclothes. Rasher’s head moves, turns towards him. His eyes open. Without the maw, which vanished like it had never existed when the Scar closed upon Heart’s defeat, his eyes have gone back to the dark brown they’d been when he and Julian met, those years ago on the side of a lonely desert highway. Julian has spent the last five years waking up to those eyes. For a wrenching long moment that only lasts a heartbeat, Julian sees no recognition in Rasher’s gaze. Then Rasher smiles and turns his hand over to take Julian’s in a weak grasp.

“Julian. Hey,” he half-croaks, half-whispers. Julian forces a smile onto his face.

“I didn’t mean to wake you,” Julian says. He dreads the day Rasher wakes and doesn’t say his name. “How are you feeling?”

Rasher looks away, towards the window. “Tired,” he says. “I’m so tired. All I do is sleep, but I…” He trails off, his face contorting slightly. “Damn it. The word, I can’t fucking…” He squeezes his eyes shut. “I hate this.”

Julian holds his hand tighter, strokes his too-gaunt cheek with his free hand. “I know, darling, I know.” Rasher turns his face to Julian’s palm. Julian can see new lines around his eyes, his mouth, deep and numerous as an old man’s. He’s not even forty. Julian swallows against a hard knot in his throat. They’d had five good years with Heart gone and the race defunct, five years of hunting and killing and loving.

Five years. So short, so painfully short.

The nurses had taken Rasher for an MRI that morning, to check the progress of the damage. Julian had waited in the room as he always does; he refuses to look at the results anymore. He’d seen the first few, each one harder than the last. Seeing Rasher’s clever brain increasingly riddled with holes was more than he could handle. It had seemed to take longer than usual, and Julian had been an anxious wreck by the time the neurologist found him. What if something had happened, what if Rasher had died down there, away from Julian? He started pacing in the hallway. But the squeaking of the gurney wheel made him turn, and there at the end of the hall was the neurologist, leading two nurses wheeling Rasher’s gurney. Rasher himself was unconscious.

Julian’s heart had dropped. Had they induced the coma already? Without giving Julian a chance to say—

He strode up to the neurologist in high dudgeon, calling on every ounce of piss and vinegar he’d ever had when he dealt with Heart, ready to rip the neurologist in half for putting Rasher out for what little remained of his life without telling Julian first. The neurologist didn’t bother stopping him, just waved the nurses ahead.

“He had a seizure in the chamber,” she said without preamble. “We’re lucky he didn’t injure himself. We had to sedate him to finish the MRI.”

Every bit of defiance and anger left Julian. It was the second seizure Rasher had had in the last twenty-four hours. He leaned against the wall, put a hand over his face, then over his mouth. He bit his lip hard, tasted copper. He looked at the neurologist.

“How… how long does he…” He couldn’t finish the sentence.

The neurologist shook her head. “I’m sorry,” she said, “but you need to start preparing for the worst. We can induce a coma so that he won’t—“

“I know.” Some little fragments of memory, some remnants of his past life, had come to Julian’s mind when the doctors diagnosed Creuzfeldt-Jakob disease, just enough for him to be properly terrified for his lover. The victim was put into a medically induced coma near the end so that they could pass away peacefully. He’s been dreading that moment since the diagnosis.

The neurologist put her hand on his shoulder. “I’m sorry,” she said again. “I’m so, so sorry.”

“When… when should we…” Julian bit his lip again, this time in frustration with himself. Speaking was his life, once. “When should we induce the coma?”

“The sooner the better.”

Julian felt a sob threatening to claw its way up his throat. He shook his head, though whether in denial that the coma was necessary (he knew it was), at not wanting to make the decision right then (he didn’t), or at everything in general he couldn’t say for sure. The neurologist patted his shoulder.

“We’ll discuss it later,” she said. "I'll give you some time with him. He should wake up in a few hours, if he's going to wake up at all."

That had been five hours ago. The afternoon sun now slants across the hospital floor, touches the edge of Rasher’s bed.

They will never know when or how he was infected. Creuzfeldt-Jakob can take up to fifteen years to manifest even the most subtle symptoms. But even if they had known, there was nothing to be done. Creuzfeldt-Jakob has no treatments, no cure. Rasher was doomed even before the mood swings, the insomnia, the increasing loss of motor control. He developed a tremor a month in, and some whisper of his doctoring days had given Julian fear to see Rasher’s formerly neat cuts turn sloppy. Six months in, and Rasher couldn’t even hold his knife. A door slamming sent him into convulsions. He’s been hospitalized and bedbound for a month now.

“Julian?” Rasher’s voice isn’t any stronger than it was when he woke up, but it pulls Julian from his woolgathering like nothing else on earth could. “I want you to. To. Shit. When you say you’ll do something, no matter what…”

“Promise?”

“Yes. Promise me something.”

“Anything. Whatever you ask, I’ll do it.”

The pain in Rasher’s eyes is beyond heartbreaking. “Kill me,” he whispers. “Please. I can’t…”  He draws a shuddering breath. “I know I’m dying anyway. But I don’t want it to be because of this.”

Julian’s knees go weak and he leans hard on the bed railing. “Rasher—!”

“I know you can. Please, Julian, please. You promised.”

I can’t, Julian thinks wildly. I can kill the doctors, the nurses, the other patients. I can kill an orphanage worth of children without batting an eye. I can kill anyone, anywhere, anytime. But I can’t kill you!

“Rasher, I—“

“You’re the only person I still recognize,” Rasher says. His voice has gone tight and thin, like he’s trying not to cry. “The doctor, the nurses, I see them every day and I have no fucking idea who they are! Every time I see them it’s like meeting them for the first time. The MRI techs introduce themselves every time I’m there, even though they’re there every day, because I don’t recognize them and they know I don’t recognize them! I don’t—“ His voice breaks. He swallows several times and stares up at the ceiling. His eyes are shining. Finally he says, in a voice like shattered glass, “I don’t want to lose you too.”

Julian covers his mouth but it does nothing to stifle the sob that breaks loose.

Five short years.

“I-I don’t care how,” Rasher says. His voice is barely audible over the machines. “Smother me, poison me, break my fucking neck, I don’t care. Just. Please, Julian, please. I see how everyone looks at me. They know what I have. They pity me and I can’t stand it. Please, Julian.”

How could he ask this of Julian? How could he beg for death at Julian’s hand? He knows how high he is in Julian’s regard, how Julian would burn down the world for him, how he could ask anything of Julian and he’d give it, because he’s the only person in the world Julian loves as much as himself. But to ask this? Even in mercy?

The heart monitor is beeping rapidly in time with Rasher’s heart, which Julian can practically see pounding in his thin chest. He’d actually started to fill out before the decline started, but now he’s lost that weight and then some. The reality of Rasher’s suffering imposes itself on Julian. He’s asking Julian to kill him because Julian is the only one who would. Julian is the only one who knows, truly knows, how terribly the disease has hurt Rasher and that the damage goes deeper than the holes in his brain. Rasher had been an apex predator once, a man who would hunt the human race to extinction to satisfy his bloodlust. To be reduced to a broken shell of a man confined to a hospital bed,  unable to hunt or even to string coherent thoughts together on the bad days, at the mercy of everyone around, to be pitied instead of feared, to go from a wolf to a defanged dog…

Julian releases Rasher’s hand and takes a step back. For a moment, panic floods Rasher’s eyes. He thinks Julian’s going to abandon him. That alone hurts more than anything: Julian would never abandon Rasher. He goes to the cabinet across the room. There are empty syringes in there, he knows. He finds one, unwraps it, tucks it into a waistcoat pocket. Then he goes back. He goes around the bed to the various IVs that run to Rasher’s other hand and arm. The panic in Rasher’s eyes fades quickly, replaced by curiosity and, for the first time in the better part of a year, hope. Julian takes one IV tube between his thumb and forefinger. He stares at his fingertips for a moment, wishes he hadn’t stopped painting them black. It would be appropriate right now.

He looks at Rasher. Rasher’s staring at the IV tube with something like the old hunger, the old desire for death. Rasher’s eyes meet his, and he nods.

“Thank you,” he whispers.

Julian kinks the tube. He holds it for three seconds, long enough for a substantial air bubble to form. He releases the tube. The bubble slides along, inching closer to Rasher’s arm.

“Good-bye, darling,” Julian says, his voice cracked. His vision blurs, and he blinks furiously to clear it. He doesn’t want to miss…

The bubble goes into Rasher’s arm.

Air embolisms are not always fatal. They can be treated, and the pressure can be relieved, and the patient will live. But Rasher’s system is already failing. He can barely even breathe on his own anymore.

The sound of the heart monitor flatlining is the loudest thing Julian’s ever heard.

He wants to break down and give voice to the incredible grief he’d never imagined feeling, a grief so loud and large it’s like an animal tearing him apart inside. But he knows he has no time for grief; doctors and nurses will be arriving any second, summoned by the alarms from Rasher's heart stopping. They won't try to revive Rasher, since he and Julian signed a DNR, but they might try to stop Julian, and he has no intention of leaving this room alive. As fast as he can, Julian rolls up his sleeve. With motions once long-practiced but now beyond rusted from disuse, he finds the vein in his elbow. He takes the empty syringe from his pocket and pulls the plunger back as far as it’ll go. He holds it to his skin, then pauses. He looks at Rasher’s corpse. For the first time, Rasher looks at ease. His brown eyes are closed.

He looks wrong, lying alone.

Julian climbs up next to him, snuggles close. He pushes the needle into his vein and depresses the plunger. He hopes it’ll be enough air to be fatal. He knows this time when he dies, there’s no coming back. When Heart fell the Scar closed, and when it closed he lost his ability to reincarnate. His spare bodies became merely corpses. This is the final death.

He’s never looked forward to anything more in his life.

He puts an arm over Rasher’s waist and tucks his face into the crook of his neck.

The pain in his chest is catastrophic in its intensity, but he can only smile as the world goes dark.

[evieoftheisle-remade]

for the honesty hour thing, do all the even number ones 😎

AAAAAAA ily thanks for all the questions, now hopefully all my answers make sense pff

2. Are you outgoing or shy?

Depends on who I’m with! If it’s a small group I can be really outgoing, and especially around my friends. In school I tend to be really quiet and hardly talk at all.


4. Are you easy to get along with?I like to think so? Sometimes I could see myself being a little overbearing or disagreeable.


6. What kind of people are you attracted to?NICE PEOPLE, if you’re nice to me I’ll cry.


8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind?Hmmm dunno, my ex I guess tbh.


10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with?My best friend Talia! We hung out at lunch today which was rad bc we hardly have time, and we talked abt feelings.


12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now?-Cry Wolf— The girl and the dreamcatched-Howl— Florence and the machine (Oh my gosh wolf theme here jeez)-Rainclouds— The arcadian wind-No guts, no glory— Cassio monroe-Jump into the fog— The wombats


14. Do you believe in luck and miracles?Kinda, yea!


16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?Bruh


18. Do you still talk to your first crush?HOoh man who even was my first crush? Nah i dont think so


20. Do you like your neighbors?OMG my neighbors are a nice elderly italian couple whos son still lives w them, and he talks rlly loud and gruff and loves comic books and is like a friendly lumberjack and theyre great


22. Where would you like to travel?Anywhere sounds nice w friends! Road trips are def my style, just place to place yknow.


24. Favorite part of your daily routine?The couple hours before my sister and I go to bed, when we just chill in her room and draw or talk!


26. What do you do when you wake up?Bathroom probably lol


28. Who are you most comfortable around?My sister 100%


30. Do you ever want to get married?Maybe, idk


32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with?NAH


34. Do you play sports? What sports?I dont play sports lol


36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them?YA


38. Describe your dream girl/guy?Idk, someone nice who makes me smile and I can make smile. Idc


40. What do you want to do after high school?cry


42. If your being extremely quiet what does it mean?I’m probably in a mood, sometimes I just detach bc something minor upsets me and it takes me a while to find a voice/personality again


44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean?BOTH SOUND TERRIFYING but im gonna say ocean yea ill stay on earth thx


46. What are you paranoid about?My dad finding my blog or hearing me talk abt really personal stuff he wouldnt approve of


48. Have you ever been drunk?Nupe


50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore?Grey


52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself?Make my voice normal lol


54. Favourite store?BARNES & NOBLE OMg


56. Favourite colour?
ALL maybe pastel purples/pinks??!!


58. Last thing you ate?
Pasta lol


60. Ever won a competition? For what?Cant remember asdffg. I won a camp competition and the trophy was an old icee machine theyd spray painted silver. my teams names all got written on it.


62. Been arrested? For what?NO OMG


64. Tell us the story of your first kiss?I have two tbh. My technical first kiss was this girl who sprung it on me w/o asking, i was still dating another guy at the time. it was surprising and a little intense, it freaked me out and i hate remembering itWhat i like to call my real first kiss was w the guy id been dating at the time, he kissed me after band practice and both our dads were in the room but it was really cute and sweet


66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends?
I LOVE ALL MY FRIENDS and i love them all so much. All my real friends ive known for so many years, and most of my tumblr friends are pretty new but i have so much love for all yall


68. Twitter or Tumblr?Tumblr. twitters cool but it confuses me haha


70. Names of your bestfriends? Katie, courtney, chris, stef, & talia !


72. What colour are your towels?Uuuuh is it bad i cant remember? Red? We have a few colors cuz their all old and dont rlly match


72. How many pillows do you sleep with? (??? theres two 72s omg lol)HELLA


74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have?I have a pillow pet and a toothless build a bear lmao, and theres probably like 4ish other merch plushiss that i love


76. What colour is your underwear?pink pff


78. Favourite ice cream flavour?coffee!!


80. What colour pants?Dark blue denim!


82. Favourite movie?Hmm Descendants probs heheh. Or HTTYD!


84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street?Ive only seen mean girls, and that was like years ago hahaha


86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo?NEMO


88. Last person you talked to today?My sister ;3;


90. Name a person you love?YOU BB


92. In a fight with someone?Na bro


94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have?Like 5ish that i use regularly, probably more tho


96. Favourite actress?


Hummm Dove cameron lol


98. Do you tan a lot?YES in the summer yea


100. How are you feeling?Tired & a little anxious


102. Do you regret anything from your past?YA always


104. Do you miss anyone from your past?A friend i used to have in middle school and freshmen year lol, but he moved


106. Ever broken someone’s heart?Not that i know of. maybe.


108. What should you be doing?ENGLISH HW ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ WHAT CAN YA DO


110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt?Mmm


112. Who was the last person you cried in front of?Katie (My sister), I bet. Yikes.


114. Have you ever been out of your province/state?YA


116. Are you listening to music right now?Radio in the car! Idk the song, its pop but its new so i dunno it yet


118. Do you like Chinese food?Yea


120. Are you afraid of the dark?SOMETIMES BRO


122. Is cheating ever okay?NO??? NO!!!


124. Do you believe in love at first sight?Not really


126. Are you currently bored?Luckily anxiety is occupying me idk if “bored” is quite the word for it


128. Would you change your name?Hmmm maybe maybe not, idc. 
If I changed it it be to something like peter or even nico

130. Do you like subway?Eeeeh


132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?This questions repeated i think but my friend Talia!


134. Can you count to one million?WH i mean theoretically… ye..s?


136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed?Open, so the cat can get in/out


138. Curly or Straight hair?Mines p straight


140. Summer or Winter?Summer


142. Favourite month?March


144. Dark, milk or white chocolate?MILK CHOCOLATE


146. Was today a good day?It was pretty good yeah!!


148. What’s your favourite quote?

“Comparison will kill you” idk who its by


150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line“He didn’t have the time to dawdle here like this now”

[drashleighreid]

Odd numbers yo!

1. How do you define your sexuality?

i sit pretty comfortably w queer and gay because theyre so broad. i feel pretty ok w referring to myself as a lesbian too. 

3. At what age did you first come out?

i actually have no idea i feel like i started thinking about it and discussing it with friends at maybe like 17ish?? but it was never a ‘coming out’ per se... the most vivid ‘this feels like a coming out’ moment was probably with my host mom where i was actually anxious abt it and i was probably like 20 but id been pretty intensely open ab being gay w friends n on the internet before that. the concept of ‘coming out’ has never rly sat well with me and ive never felt the need to do it to feel any kind of closure. 5. How out are you? i mean i dont really hide it but i dont talk about it all of the time either. ive never really ‘had the talk’ with my family just because ive never really seriously dated anyone and i dont see the point behind telling them and making a big show about it just for the sake of saying something because i feel like that’s just exacerbating the idea that theres something wrong w not being straight and that there even *needs* to be that coming out moment it just feel unnecessary to me. but im not ashamed of it and i dont hide it. 

7. What is your current relationship status?

waiting 4 my chl*e beale tbh 9. Do you have any LGBT relatives?

a cousin i was really close to growing up is gay. 11. How often do you wear flannel?

sometimes lol i used to quite a bit but i havent for a while 13. Do you wear skirts and dresses? If so, how often?

yeah i usually wear skirts and dresses when i go out somewhere. 15. Do you have any tattoos? If so, what of and where?

not yet17. Have you ever been to a gay bar or a gay club?

yes many times lol19. Have you ever had a crush on a straight girl?

?? people have crushes on NOT straight girls?? wild. 21. Is your nose pierced?

it used to be a couple of years ago23. Will you wear a dress for your wedding?

yeah, sure. 25. Have you ever watched The L Word?

ive seen like the first season. i didnt get into it unfortunately. 27. How do you feel when someone uses the word gay to mean stupid, dumb, or boring?

ur so 2000 and late29. Have you ever been to a pride festival?

no ! :( 31. Have you ever participated in the National Day of Silence?

no33. Have you ever worn any men’s clothing?

yeah35. Do you consider yourself a feminist?yeah

37. Are you religious at all?im open to it but not really, no. 

39. What is your ideal first date?

coffee. 41. How outdoorsy are you?i like the outdoors, i love hiking and the beach etc but im also high maintenance and need 2 be clean and comfortable after it lol so camping n stuff isnt really my thing.43. How much makeup do you typically wear?i go through phases. im comfortable wearing no make up and dont usually wear much of it in day to day life. sometimes i just do my brows. sometimes i got that full face of poppin highlight and contour whom knows. 

45. Are you more feminine or more masculine?

id say more feminine47. Have you and a girlfriend ever been mistaken for sisters?

no lol49. Have you ever wished you were completely straight?there probably were times when i was just realising it and was scared where i did but not in recent years.51. Do you wear any combat boots, Doc Martins, or Timberlands?yes lol all three. ive been living in my docs

53. How athletic are you?

i enjoy exercising55. What is your opinion of septum/bull nose piercings?i think theyre fine. i wouldnt get one but i appreciate them on other people

57. If you are not a lesbian, about what percentage of the time do you find yourself attracted to other females? i dont actually experience attraction very often but when i do its always women and it always kicks me on my ass

59. Have you ever liked or dated a girl with the same name as you?nope

61. Are you a virgin?wow ! 

63. Have you ever been told that you are too pretty to be gay?

i dont think so65. Have you ever driven an SUV, Jeep, or a pickup truck?no lol i always wanted a jeep tho

67. Agree or disagree: Everyone is at least a little bit gay.hm... its hard to say. i def think attraction is more of a spectrum and some ppl are more closed off to the idea but i dont know other peoples experiences

69. Boobs or butts?

butts71. Do you have a favorite lesbian movie?most lesbian media sucks ass. i actually really enjoyed the movie ‘below her mouth’ tho thats the first one that comes to mind73. From 1-10, how attractive are women who wear glasses?ok i dont like this rating system tbh alsdjlakj it makes me uncomfortable the next few questions all get 10′s because all women are valid and beautiful 

75. From 1-10, how attractive are curvy/plus-size women?77. From 1-10, how attractive are masculine butch women?79. From 1-10, how attractive are tall women (i.e. around 6 feet or taller)?81. Has a girl ever dumped you for a guy? Have you?

no83. Do you wear any hats such as snapbacks or beanies?i wear beanies sometimes 

85. Would you ever date a trans girl?yes87. Have you ever had a crush on a woman who’s much older than you?L O L. people have crushes on people their own age ?? wild. 

89. Do you have any opinions on LGBT people in the military?no different than my opinion of anyone else in the military. no one should be discriminated against because of reasons like this is ridiculous. 91. Have you ever been told that you look gay (i.e. like a lesbian)?one time in highschool this girl told me i seem like a lesbian because i never ‘dress cute’. i wasnt her friend, never saw her outside of school, and we had a uniform and all wore the same thing but true, cool. 

93. Is there such a thing as “good” lesbian porn?

its out there but hard to find. 95. How often do you wear a bra?

always bc i am a big titted lass97. If you could live your life all over again, would you still be attracted to other women?

yes its my favorite thing99. What advice would you give a girl who is struggling to figure out her sexuality?honestly probably shit advice but dont stress so much. i know some people are more comfortable with labels and defining it all but i think its far more complex and fluid than that. my understanding of my identity is constantly changing and fluctuating w my life experiences and i learn more nd meet new people every day who open up new doors and help me understand more abt identity and life. honestly its calm just have a good time and try 2 enjoy urself beb do what feels right and comfortable and dont think so much. 

thank you for sending these and helping me procrastinate my life ! xx have a nice evenin lovely