#bf is always saying i should doodle the Good Dogs i see so here is one

[scrixels]

saw the saddest, wettest dog today

[purplesurveys]

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Have you ever seen a comet, asteroid, or any other sky event? I saw the super blue blood moon last January, but other than that you can’t really see other phenomena from this side of the world, which sucks; so I definitely made sure I got a good look at the eclipse because there’s a good chance it will be the only time I would get to see one. Name two celebrities that are over 40 that you'd still bang: Sandra Bullock and Kate Winslet. Do "your mom" jokes honestly ever get old? I don’t know about getting old, but I never found them funny. What is the earliest age in your childhood that you can recall? 3. I woke up in a Winnie the Pooh ‘tent’ that my parents had built for me and my sister in their bedroom and called it camping. How often do you have dreams that actually come true? It’s usually when I’m dreading something that I know is going to happen. Like if I had a big test tomorrow, I’m going to be having a dream of me taking some test. My dreams aren’t psychic, they just like portraying what I already know is gonna take place.

Ever experienced that "deja-vu" feeling? Yes, here and there. If you were the first man on the moon, what would you have left there? Leaving a time capsule on the moon would be pretty interesting. Have you ever had your palm read? Fuuuck no. Have you ever paid for something entirely in change? No, but Gabie does it sometimes when she wants to get rid of all her coins and it annoys me to no end. How much money do you think is hiding in your couch right now? Hahahahaha zero. We never leave any in the couch. Would you rather burn on the sun or get sucked into a black hole? I’ve always found the existence of black holes fascinating. I’m no physics major, but I’d rather know what happens when sucked inside one instead of die a boring death by the sun, the worst thing to ever exist. Have you ever used a sewing machine? Yes. We were taught how to use one in sixth grade home economics, but I hated it so much I never bothered to learn. Do you know how to play rummy? I’ve never heard of that. I have no idea what you’re talking about. Have you ever seen a police car chase? Only on YouTube videos hah. It will be IMPOSSIBLE to have one here–the Philippines lives and breathes traffic. When you got grounded, what did your parents take from you? Everything but my dog. It’s the worst chapter of my life and I never like going back to it, that is the little bits and pieces I do remember from it. Most of it has been thankfully burned into nothing by my brain. Have you ever developed your own film from a camera? No but I super want to experience doing that at least once. Have you ever even used a film camera? I mean I probably did when I was like 3 or 4, but I never got them developed myself. What's the last curse word you said, and why did you say it? I probably said fuck sometime today just because I always do. How do you feel when a random person invites you to their church? This hasn’t happened to me but I like to think I would politely decline. Are you a messy eater? I’ve been better. Before I was haha. Do buffets make you feel uneasy? NO WHAT THE HELL BUFFETS ARE LOVE BUFFETS ARE LIFE. Buffet restaurants are huge gimmicks in the Philippines and we have buffets for every occasion. Does it make you angry when celebrities treat dogs as accessories? Yikes, do they? It would definitely make me mad but I don’t know any celebrity who does this. What word(s), when spoken, makes you giggle just because it sounds funny? ‘Bubbling’ just because of that Drake and Josh episode. Did you ever have to make a bug collection for school? No. Do some American schools make kids do that? What's the last thing you looked at under a microscope? I haven’t looked into a microscope since I was a freshman in high school!!! Man. It was probably like a red blood cell or something. Do you give out your MySpace/Facebook/other URL to everyone who asks? No, unless they’re a friend or I have to work with them for a project. Tell me about your dream last night: I don’t remember anymore. QUICK! Make up a tongue twister: Egh. Do you doodle while you're on the phone and not really listening? No? What is the last thing you stole? I don’t steal. Tootsie Roll Pop or Blow Pop? We don’t have either of those here. What was the last event that made you laugh so hard you cried? Probably something that was said when Gab and I hung out with Anj and Hans. Do you feel that homosexuality is becoming a trend? It was never a trend, it will never be a trend. What does your bf/gf call you, other than your name? I’m not gonna reveal our pet names on Tumblr. Have you ever been in a graveyard late at night? Why were you there? Yeah, a little late. I accompanied Angela’s parents in visiting her maternal grandparents. How many times have you moved in your life? No clue...I know we moved several times when I was a baby. But as far as my memory is concerned, I’ve moved twice. Have you ever read any of the Goosebumps books? YES. My cousin had a bunch of them and I always looked forward to reading my next one. Guess my love for horror started early. What place, when you walk into it, smells heavenly to you? The foresty scent of my alma mater. I love studying in the city now, but I’ll always be a mountain girl. What's the last thing you ate/drank that burned your tongue? The fried squid that I bit into when my family had Chinese for dinner. I was hungry, I wanted to try everything immediately, didn’t blow on the fried squid. What store would you LOVE to work in, just for the employee discount? H&M. At what age should a person stop relying on their parents for money? I’m guessing 25, but I don’t even do adult stuff yet and I have no idea how that next chapter works LOL. Are you a litter bug? Nope. Did you design your own profile, or did you choose a pre-made layout? I've always chosen layouts that were made by others for all the Tumblrs I’ve ever had. Do you have any friends whose houses you refuse to go to? No, I always jump at the chance to go to others’ houses because chances are it’s gonna feel more homey than my own house. When is the last time you planted a tree? Grade 2.

[euphxmia-pxtter-blog]

"We live together and you need to borrow my phone to make a text to our mutual friend. When you pull up their name there’s a lengthy convo about how I’m in love with you and it’s terrifying and ‘no I’m not going to tell them’ so I pretend that I didn’t see it and slowly you start building up to telling you I feel the same with little gestures" for sprace? thank you!!

((Okay, so the prompt mayyyy have gotten away from me a little at the end there, but I hope you'll still enjoy this!!)) Spot Conlon was a generally stoic person. Cool, calm, and collected- that was his motto. That wasn't to say he didn't have emotions or that he never expressed them, because he did. But his expressions tended to be subtle; you might miss them if you weren't paying close attention. But one day his steady facade was absolutely shattered, and it all started with five words: "Can I borrow your phone?" He had just entered the living room, approaching his flatmate, Racetrack Higgins, with a favor."Just for a minute," he elaborated. "I dropped mine in the toilet 'cuz I'm a fucking idiot, and I've gotta text Elmer about how I'm supposed to dogsit this evening- he said something about 'very specific, important instructions' that I have to follow or reality may collapse or something." Race rolled his eyes."El and that damn dog, I swear to god. Yeah, you can borrow it." He handed over the device, and Spot slid to the lock screen."I don't know your- wait..." He bit his lip as he considered the possible passwords. After a minute, he tapped out 'RASE'. It worked."How did you do that?" Race asked incredulously. Spot rolled his eyes, but his smile was affectionate."It's easy to guess your codes because you're /such/ a cheesy dork. R.A.S.E- Race, Albert, Spot, Elmer." Race fake-glared, and Spot turned back to the screen. Elmer was already the most recent contact, so Spot just clicked on the conversation... and froze. He was looking at Race and Elmer's most recent texts.ELMER: honestly, dude, you should just ask him out already. I know he likes you backRACE: but what if he doesnnnnnntRACE: I mean, we live together. he's one of my best friends. what happens to all that if he finds out how ridiculously in love with him I am??ELMER: idk bro, but if anyone could work through that you guys can. and I'm still super sure he's into you, just sayinELMER: I g2g, but hang in there, you'll figure it out Spot was stunned. Race was... in love with him? That was crazy! How could Race- how could someone as smart and clever and funny and /good/ as Race- like someone like him? God, he had no idea what to do with this information. His first instinct was to immediately blurt out that he felt the same way, but that would mean telling Race that he'd read his messages and that was... that didn't feel like a good idea. He stole a glance at Race, who was lying on the couch and doodling on his own arm in pen. Spot pressed his lips together to stop from grinning too widely at how cute Race looked doing that. Steeling himself, he quickly typed out,RACE: Umm, this is Spot. I broke my phone so I was texting about dogsitting today but... It took a few minutes for Elmer to respond. Then,ELMER: hOLY SHITELMER: you saw the texts?^^^RACE: Um, yeahRACE: Only I don't know what to do now.ELMER: well do you like him back??RACE: Of course I do! Anyone would be insane not to; I'm surprised Al hasn't sent you screencaps of my endless borderline-poetic ramblings about Racetrack Higgins. It drives him nuts.ELMER: :OELMER: BETRAYED by my own bf wowRACE: Nah, I asked him not to tell. He was just being a good pal. I mean, did he know about Race?ELMER: nope. well, he never got confirmation anyway, but it was, like, pretty fucking obvious RACE: Not to me.RACE: But what do I do now?ELMER: you tell him, dumbass.RACE: And admit I read his texts?ELMER: it was an accident, and he'll find out anyway when he sees all thisRACE: I was going to delete it after.ELMER: orrrrrrrrr you could just tell him you love him backRACE: Ughhhh fine. I hope you know how much I hate you though.ELMER: if course babe ;PRACE: Bye. Spot closed the conversation and passed the phone back to Race, realizing a second too late that he still didn't have any information about his petsitting responsibilities. Ah, well. His friend was already back on the phone, probably playing a game or something. "Hey, Race?" He lowered himself onto the couch, and Race immediately swung his legs onto his lap. Spot grinned."Yeah?""I..." Spot actually had no idea what to say next, so he blurted the first thing that popped into his head. "You have pretty eyes." His own eyes widened in horror when he realized what he just said. Race squinted at him, but there was humor in his gaze."Spotty, you doing okay? Feeling sick or anything?" Spot snorted, simultaneously embarrassed by his words and warm and fuzzy at the use of the childhood nickname."Doing just fine, Race-man," he responded with Race's pet name. Race grinned."So your /perfectly healthy/, perfectly sane-""Questionable.""- self thinks I have pretty eyes?" Spot wasn't blushing. Absolutely not. No chance.... Okay, maybe he was."Yeah, I do," he said, trying to keep his voice steady. He forced himself to hold his roommate's gaze. Race must have seen something in his eyes, because his grin softened into a gentle smile."I like your eyes too," he said, "but my /favorite/ thing about you-" He tapped Spot on the nose. "-is your freckles." Spot smiled widely, surprised but delighted. Very few people noticed the smattering of freckles against the tan skin of his nose, cheeks, and shoulders. "Really?""Yeah. They're like little stars or the paint speckles at the PC." Spot was sure his smile had turned goofy by now. The Pottery Castle- or PC, as they called it- was their favorite place to go on their bi-monthly Best Friend Fun Days. They hung out with Albert and Elmer too once a month, but on the other weeks they went just the two of them, and on those days they almost always went to PC. Neither of the others knew about it."Is that why you always use the speckled paint?" Spot asked, not daring to believe it."You bet it is," Race answered. Even knowing how his crush felt, Spot was stunned. He racked his brain for some way to hint that he saw Race as more than a friend. He could compliment him again, or he thought he'd seen something in an online article about body language, or something about gifts? The ideas sped through his brain so fast he couldn't process, and before he could stop it, Spot's body acted of its own accord. He just leaned over and kissed him. Race stiffened in surprise, but a moment later he melted into the kiss. Spot felt Race smile against his lips, and a joyful giggle rose up in his throat. The kiss was soft and slow, and when they pulled apart their foreheads rested against each other. Their eyes met. "Hi," Race murmured. "Hi," Spot whispered breathily back. They both giggled. "That was...""Long overdue," Race finished, and Spot nodded. He leaned back against the couch cushion."I think you should know that I saw-""I know." Spot's eyebrows shot up."You do? How?""I'm telepathic, didn't you know?" Spot rolled his eyes, chuckling. Race grinned. "Oh, alright. You forgot to delete your messages to Elmer like you meant to." Spot slapped his forehead lightly. "Well, shit." Race shrugged."Not like it didn't work out in the end.""Fair enough." Just then, the phone rang. Race answered it."Jim's whore house- you got the dough, we got the hoe!" Spot snorted and shoved him. Race rolled his eyes, taking the phone away from his ear."It's for you anyway. It's Elmer." Spot took it."Hey, El, what's up?" Elmer sounded agitated when he answered."I'm hoping this is why you originally texted thirty minutes ago, but it's date night and Albert and I reeeaaaally wanna leave, so if you're planning on watching Buttery like you promised, could you kindly get it your ass over here?""Shit, dude, I'm sorry. On my way!""Great. Oh, and... did you get that thing sorted?""Fo'shizzle.""I'm hanging up on you for saying that." The line went dead. Spot grinned at the phone, and then at Race."Hey, any chance you wanna dogsit a spoiled-rotten golden retriever with me this evening?" Race grinned back."I thought you'd never ask."