#call me jenna marbles the way i want to be tall

[strawberri-syrup]

nothing hurts my ego more than when someone the same height as me calls themselves short

[themadauthorshatter]

I haven't done one of these in a while.

Solo Red Queen Headcanons Part 3!!!!

Cal cannot stand neon colors.

Don't give Maven caffeine. It doesn't make him hyper, it just makes him restless and start laughing like a madman. He's only allowed tea, but nothing more.

Never, never, never, never, NEVER challenge Cal to capture the flag with paintball guns. Maven learned that the hard way.

Tibe did love Maven. The main reason he wasn't as loving toward him was because he was Elara's son. Had he been Coriane's, the story would be different.

Tibe was on the front when he was told of Coriane's death.

Short version: He did not take it well.

Long version: Everyone backed away from him as literal Hellfire rained over the Lakelander forces, causing a retreat when the flames eventually settled and revealed a very demon-looking Tiberias Calore VI; he ended up burning the first, second, third, and fourth lines to a crisp, all of those because they thought he had run out of strength to continue barbequing them.

Julian has thought about singing the truth out of Elara, and forcing Tibe to see the truth, but decided against for Cal's sake, and because it wouldn't bring Coriane back.

Sara became Cal's healer, seeing him after training or whenever he got hurt working in the garage.

Cal has tried teaching Sara sign language, but she shook her head at held his hand.

Whenever Mare gets mad at Cal, or he does something that makes her mad or have a heart attack, she sprays water on him á la spray bottle.

You know that Jenna Marbles video, 'I Want To Be Tall?' Mare watched it, asked for Evangeline to make her really tall, high heel boots, which made Mare go from 5'2" to 5'10", and then asked Cal to brush out her hair into looking like a fan brush and hit it with a lot of hair spray.

She was genuinely upset when she had to shower and take off the boots, because she'd gotten blisters.

Mare's favorite color is actually a deep navy blue color.

Even after her lessons with Cal, Mare still isn't a good dancer.

Mare's pretty good at oragami.

Mare prefers sour over sweet and will eat a lemon like an orange.

It freaks Cal out, but whatever floats her boat.

Mare discovered her fondness for sour on accident; she swiped a fruit from a stand thinking it was an apple, but found out it was a lemon and hesitantly went in for another bite. She ended up eating the whloe thing, seeds and all.

Cal tried indulging in this sourness, but ended up almost throwing up.

Neither can stand bitter. They tried limes, all Kilorn's idea, and Mare cringed while Cal had a coughing fit.

Mare tried that 'salt in your partner's tea/coffee' prank in Cal, and he stared her dead in the eyes as he chugged the entire mug.

He got a second cup to get the salty taste out of his mouth.

Mare had to teach Cal how to do a lot of things, like cooking and laundry.

He sucks at folding.

How Cal wakes up Mare, camera/phone perspective version:

Gets up, gets dressed, CAREFULLY, AS QUIET AS HE CAN, enters the room and shuts the door before approaching her and shaking her shoulder.

"Mare. Hey, Mare. Wake up," he whispers.

Cue squinty, tired eyes from Mare.

"Please?" 🥺

Mare groans and smirks as she stretches and turns onto her side. "Nooooo, I'm tired. Let me sleep."

"Please? It's nine' and I'm bored."

"... Fine."

How Mare wakes up Cal:

Gets up, gets dressed, and returns to their room. Doesn't bother being quiet as she practically storms toward Cal, full of vigor and rare morning energy.

"Cal, get up."

Cue a groan from Cal, because he's tired and that awakening was too sudden for him.

"Good morning.😊 Now get up."

"Mmm, no."

"CAL." Mare gets up on the bed and gets REALLY close to him, enough to see him squinting at her. She also zooms in and out of his face to be cheeky. "Cal! Get. Up. I'm BORED! " She shakes the phine/camera as she yells, "Entertain meeee!!!!"

He sighs and gets up, daring her to try that again

While spending time together, Gisa told Cal she knew he was Silver the second she saw him. When he asked how she knew, she pointed to his plain clothes and pale skin; not even "high ranking" Reds wear duch clean clothes, and you would have to stay inside your whole life to be as pale as a Silver.

Cal prefers showers over baths; he's had too many close calls with drowning, thank you very much.

Every now and again, Cal brings flowers to Maven's grave.

He's also considered taking a sledgehammer to Elara's gravestone.

Tibe was buried next to his wife.

Cal doesn't NEED sugar all the time, but he will absolutely lose it and kill everyone, if he doesn't have it every once a month or so.

[jemej3m]

leisuring

directly caused by by @mini-minish​‘s andrew in jenna marble’s leisuring suit, i present to you this:

a stupid short fic where andrew is jenna and neil is julien

(based loosely on her videos i want to be tall, i try hot glue crafts, cooking vegan thanksgiving food, giving my boyfriend acrylic nails and how many balloons does it take to lift my dog off the floor and maybe a few others)

*

Andrew frowned at the video. He almost ignored it: He ignored a lot of things on the internet, except for the video suggestions that truly stuck with him. And Neil’s texts.

Even then, sometimes he found himself so lost that spiral that was the internet that even Neil didn’t draw him out.

He’d seen shit like this all over the place already: Shane Dawson, all those pathetic beauty gurus, where edits brought their best (worst?) moments all together for a ten minute long shitshow.

And here was Andrew’s ten minute long shit show. Appropriately titled “andrew and neil annoying each other for ten minutes straight”, it was posted by some random person. Nicko. Weird.

Andrew almost didn’t click on it. Almost.

Then he did, and it unfolded like this:

*

“Andrew,” Neil said, exasperated. “What are you doing.”

Andrew was sat in a dark corner of the house, playing the electronic keyboard. It had a choral overlay, like a church choir was humming along to him. He said: “I want to be tall.”

Neil snorted. “Neither of us have grown since sixth grade.”

He played another chord. “I want to grow a whole eight inches, Neil.”

Neil arched an eyebrow, holding the camera in front of his chest. Andrew looked up at him instead. “You want to grow a whole eight inches.”

“Then I will be average height.” He played his third and final chord. “I want to be tall.”

Neil sighed. “Fine. Come on.”

*

cut screen

[andrew and neil annoying each other for ten minutes straight]

*

“Neil.” Andrew leaned into the study, where Neil was curled into a ball with a hood drawn over his head. He probably had woken up at six-am to go for a jog and hadn’t bothered to shower since, considering Neil was disgusting and nothing Andrew did would ever change that.

Neil looked up from the computer screen and immediately frowned. “Why are you looking at me like that.”

Andrew thought he was looking pretty dead-pan. Fuck Neil for being able to see right through him. “How would you feel - ”

Neil put his head in his hands. “Give me the sweet release of death already.”

“- about me giving you a full set of acrylic nails.”

Neil’s head dropped to the desktop with a loud bang.

*

“Neil.” Andrew snapped. “Neil. Quit that. You’re making a mess.”

“It’s fine.” Neil grinned, flipping a glass bowl and snatching it mid-air with his hand. The camera zoomed into Andrew’s eye twitching, every time Neil threw and caught that infernal bowl. “It’s fine. What’s wrong? Everything’s fine.”

“I fucking hate you.” Andrew growled.

*

“How many times did we have to go back to Party City to get these balloons?” Andrew wondered aloud.

“Six times.” Neil informed him, looking at how his cat (Sir, not King - King was way too hyperactive) was relaxing about three metres above the ground. She was suspended with seventy-two helium balloons, because Andrew wanted to know how many balloons it took to lift their small cat.

“She’s sleeping, ‘Drew.” Neil murmured grinning behind his hand. “Oh my god, she’s so relaxed. She’s sleeping.”

“It’s because King can’t reach her, and thus, can’t taunt her or wake her up.” Andrew looked at the dozens of balloons that now filled their living room with satisfaction. “It’ll be her safe space.”

Neil slung his arm around Andrew’s shoulders, still filming as their cat spun meaninglessly through the air.

*

“Ow!” Neil hissed, inspecting his now inch-and-a-half long acrylic nails. “Ow. What the fuck. What the fuck!”

“Calm down.” Andrew berated him, finishing the acrylic on his second last nail. “You’re being a wuss.”

“I want these off, now.” Neil moaned.

“Well, I don’t have pure acetone, so we’ll see if we can get them off at all.”

“Wait, what?” Neil yelped, glaring at Andrew. He widened his eyes. “What?”

*

“I’m going to give you a Brazilian Blowout.” Andrew menacingly waved his hairdryer around. “You’ll look like you’re compensating for a lack of an emo-phase in your teenage years.”

Neil grinned up at him from where he was sitting. “You never moved on from that phase, did you?”

Andrew almost stabbed him with the hairbrush. “I’m compensating for you.”

Neil settled into the chair. “Do what you want. Just don’t bring the FBI running.”

Andrew snorted.

*

Andrew walked out from the corridor in eight-inch heels, hair sprayed upright.

“Oh, damn.” Neil said, softly, looking at the leather boots and purple trousers that were tight around his thighs.

“Keep it in your pants, Josten.” Andrew said snipily. “Eyes are up here.”

“Don’t worry,” Neil grinned, craning his neck up to look at him. “That orange jacket is really turning me off.”

*

Andrew stared dead into the camera with a hat made out of hot glue to his head. The camera zoomed in. He slowly help up a different piece of hot glue.

“See, Five-Minute-Crafts? I can create random shit out of hot glue, too.”

It read fuck you.

*

“Neil, that’s too much cinnamon.”

“No, it’s fine.”

“Neil.”

“Yes?”

“I fucking hate you.”

*

“I’m angry.” Andrew said.

“Well, no shit.” Neil remarked. “You just spent six hours making a chair out of jeans, with nothing but staples to put it together.” He threaded his fingers through Andrew’s hair as his boyfriend looked up at him in misery. “It’s completely rational.”

*

“Should we bring her down?” Neil whispered. Sir hadn’t woken up from where she was napping, mid-air.

“Why are you whispering.” Andrew said flatly.

“She’s asleep. Don’t wanna be rude.”

“It’s a cat floating in midair. Somehow, I don’t think it cares.”

*

Andrew slowly turned his face towards Neil as he glittered with rhinestones. He’d never felt more itchy in his life, and he’d put on a hundred layers of fake eyelashes once.

“Pass, pass, pass, pass, pass, pass, pass, pass, pass,” Andrew winked at him and Neil grinned. “Smash.”

*

Neil stabbed a banana with his terrifyingly long nails and grinned at Andrew as disgusting banana goop got stuck under his nails. Andrew wanted to retch.

Then he bent down and tried to feed it from the cats, and Andrew hated his boyfriend so much.

*

“Are you satisfied, now?” Neil looked up at Andrew, who was a little unsteady in these eight-inch boots. His head hurt with the amount of hairspray they’d used to stand his hair up, even though his hair wasn’t even that long.

“This is now my permanent state.” Andrew replied.

Neil rolled his eyes.

*

“Guess who’s man isn’t here to be the idiot?” Andrew pointed at himself. “My man. Guess who’s going to compensate for Neil’s idiocy by dyeing his hair bright red?” He pointed at himself. “This bitch.”

*

“Neil.” Andrew said, voice on the absolute edge of losing it. Neil fucking threw a piece of cannoli dough into the deep fryer, getting hot oil everywhere. “If you’re going to go and be a tornado all through the kitchen, then fucking tornado your way out to the living room.”

Neil coughed in his ear on purpose, and Andrew grabbed him by the sleeve.

“Aw,” Neil was laughing too hard to be taking Andrew serious. “You’re no fun!”

Andrew shoved him onto the couch. “Stay there till the deep fryer is off.”

*

Andrew gazed out the window. “The sun has set since I started doing this.” He then turned, gazing straight into the camera. “The sun’s setting on the opportunity for me to do something with my life.

*

Sir lazed on the chair that Andrew sat beside, reading out the mean comments that the internet had spared her. She was the ‘dead’ one, an old cat who barely moved or even blinked, whilst King was the more challenged one, to say the least.

“Oh, look.” Andrew said icily. “It’s a comment from Allison Reynolds herself. Keep talking up your cats, Reynolds. We all know they can’t manage anything more than purely aesthetic function, just like yourself.”

Neil whistled lowly. “Not sure your best friend would appreciate you calling her girlfriend a trophy wife.”

“Is that not what Reynolds is?” Andrew snorted. “My mistake.”

*

Neil made kissy noises. “You lookin’ like a snack.”

Andrew brandished a kitchen knife. “Say that again, I dare you.”

Neil just grinned and mouthed love you.

*

cut screen

[thx for watching]

*

Andrew slapped his laptop closed.

“Neil,” He called over his shoulder. “I’m quitting Youtube.”

His boyfriend leaned over the back of the couch to loop his arms around Andrew’s shoulders and press kisses to his cheeks. “Uhuh. Because I’ve never heard you say that before.”

Andrew grumbled, grabbing Neil by the arms and throwing him over the back of the couch. He partially landed in Andrew’s lap.

“I’ve been jiu-jitsed!” Neil rolled off the couch with a melodramatic thud. “It’s all over. Tell my father I love him!”

“He’s dead and you hate him.” Andrew said flatly. Neil grinned up at him.

“You know me so well.” He sunk into the couch beside Andrew, curling into a ball against his side. “Will you show me this video of us?”

Andrew sighed, opening his laptop. He let himself droop his head down to Neil’s shoulder, somewhat nuzzling into the familiar scent of his shirt.

He’d quit another day.

*

thx for readin lmao

[skullsulker]

yeah

rules: answer 17 questions and tag people you want to get to know better!

i was tagged by the fool and buffoon @orcgf ok here we go

nickname/s: sometimes my internet friends call me skully because of my url but ‘noah’ doesn’t really prompt any silly nicknames i guess.

zodiac sign: virgo

height: 5′6″ :^/ *jenna marbles voice* i wanna be tall

hogwarts house: don’t make fun of me. hufflepuff

last thing i googled: eguzkilore. it’s the flower of the sun in basque. i am basque. i was trying to learn about My People last night lmao

song stuck in my head: right now it’s been W.U.G. by chris fleming but earlier today it was Two Trucks

following: 4,881

followers: 2,057 but most of them are porn bots ngl

amount of sleep i get: varies wildly. sometimes a 2-4 hours sometimes 14

lucky number: 4 and all of its multiples

dream job: english professor. lit, comp, creative writing, poetry, whatever. i wanna do it

wearing: a green jumpsuit + black converse + flu mask because california is on fire right now and i have to protect my sweet precious airway

fave songs: everything my chemical romance made in their second and third albums

instruments: nada

random fact: when i was like 16/17 i wanted to join the circus as a contortionist so every night i would try to do crazy bendy shit but i busted my ass all the time. i’m still pretty flexible tho

aesthetic: freshly turned vampire trying their best. catholic imagery. bog witch. crust punk. grunge. neo-emo. chipped, poorly-applied black nail polish. smudged black eyeshadow. impish demon. butch [GENDER REDACTED]. “i don’t know if that’s a man or a woman but either way they are DEFINITELY gay”

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tagging: @divinefaggotry @mezzodical @bruhsephone @tobors @captainsyrobie @thenonbinary-starprince @vampirehoax ;^)

[sabreurs]

rules: answer 20 questions then tag 20 ppl you want to get to know better! i was tagged by @quensty​ in their post here. if u aren’t following her at this point idk what ur doing she’s an angel

name: i go by min usually

nickname(s): too many people i’m friends w call me daddy. i never asked for this

zodiac: *jenna marbles voice* i’m a virgo

height: i’m short okay!!!!! is this what you wanted??? i’m five feet tall!!!! all of my friends have to look down to talk to me!!!! but at least i always have enough leg room, check fucking mate tall ppl

languages: 

nationality: stupid

favorite seasons: there’s something about summer that really just goes off. the way the days hold onto the sun, flowers in bloom, the warmth that doesn’t go away even after nightfall, the open roads, the laughing children... boats... nothing can compare. 

favorite flowers: this question makes me look stupid. every time i’m asked abt flowers i forget every flower that ever existed. lilies are great. lilacs are great. fucking forsythia? fantastic. i've never seen a flower and thought it to be ugly.

favorite scents: pretty much anything that isn’t sickly sweet. amber, jasmine, citrus, ginger, sandalwood, rosemary, mint, cinnamon

favorite colors: if it’s a color of sunset/sunrise, i’m a big fan. also forest greens and ocean blues.

favorite animals: fuckign.. chickens. love them. cluck cluck bitch. also whales they’re just fucking huge and minding their own business in the ocean. also squids. shoutout to splatoon

favorite fictional character: mad respect for ling yao not only is he gay icon but he also delivered the revelation “it looks like he’s praying” which made me GASP when i first saw it. also oikawa tooru saying “remember me and this worthless pride of mine” was a monumental moment of my life it has been literal years since i first saw that scene and i have never once forgotten

coffee, hot tea, or hot chocolate: in the past i have been indecisive, but it’s time that i come clean. the answer is tea

average sleep: f

dog or cat person: no question the answer is cats

number of blankets: as many as i fucken want. next question

dream trip: mountain. hiking. wouder.

blog established: 2014. can u believe that. disgusting

followers: honestly more than i ever thought i would have. hello by the way. i’m friendly but i refuse to start conversations

random fact: i’m putting this in my queue hoping that i’ll think of something cool fun and sexy to say within the month

i’m tagging ​uh whoever sees this and thinks ‘oh that seems fun!’ it is and u should do it

[hellyeahrpmemes]

※ JENNA MARBLES SENTENCE STARTERS, PT. XVI ※

starters from jenna’s 10 most recent videos! feel free to change names/pronouns/zodiac signs/etc.! more jenna sentences

MR. MARBLES IS TOOTHLESS

“Alright, so here’s the deal.”

“He has a small, tiny mouth.”

“This has been a very intensive recovery process.”

“It’s just been a lot.”

“He needs hugs and cuddles.”

“I don’t know what else to say.”

“I feel particularly guilty about this.”

“Life happened, you know?”

“A dog with no teeth is absolutely hilarious.”

“It just felt like the right thing to do today.”

GIVING MY DOGS A BATH WHILE THEY LISTEN TO ROYALTY FREE SPA MUSIC

“Is that too loud?”

“My dogs smell like butt.”

“You are the nastiest of them all.”

“Do you feel relaxed?”

“Yesterday, I racked a 20 pound dumbbell onto my own finger and it basically blew up.”

“I thought I had actually severed my finger.”

“Tough shit, you’re still part of the team.”

“It hurts really bad.”

“Why are you laughing?”

“Do you like this music? It’s royalty free. But it did cost $25.”

“Are you hiding from the problem?”

“Is it $25 worth of nice?”

“I’m actually really glad I’m wearing a rubber glove for some of this.”

“Don’t disturb him, he’s sleeping.”

“You screaming is not part of the royalty free spa music.”

“Do you know where you are?”

“I aspire to live my life the same way.”

“That was some nice, wholesome, selfish fun.”

I WANT TO BE TALL

“I wanna be tall…”

“What are you doing?”

“I wanna be taller than I am.”

“Stop - stop doing that.”

“Turn that off.”

“I’m gonna grow, like, seven inches this year.”

“My plan is to just sleep a lot.”

“They said I could do anything, so I’m gonna grow seven inches taller.”

“I can do anything I want.”

“Can I get a hell yeah?”

“What’s the matter, you don’t like Fur Elise?”

“There’s a lot of room for opportunity to improve in my life.”

“It’s physically impossible, but go off…”

“They said flying was impossible, and here come the Wright Brothers…”

“There’s a robot on Mars right now and you’re telling me I can’t grow seven inches?”

“Not that I leave this house, but, like, if I did, I’d want it to be like, wha-bam!”

“The doctor said I was gonna be 5’7” when I was a baby, and then something fuckin’ happened and now I’m 5’5”.”

“I worked out for the first time just the other day.”

“There’s no shortage of adult stores.”

“I’m gonna need you to do a lot of it for me.”

“Here we are, at the place where my dreams are gonna come true.”

“This is a bad idea.”

“You look very surprised.”

“Is this some form of torture that the universe gave me that I can’t think about things that matter, I can only think about things like this.”

“No no no no no, you put that sentence back in your mouth.”

“You either feel me or you don’t, and if you don’t, get out.”

“Part of being tall is constantly being on the phone.”

“You know what the cruel joke of the universe is? I’m 5’5” and my brother is 6’5”. Tell me how that makes any fucking sense!”

“Tell me how that makes any fucking sense!”

“Keeping things down here is biased against tall people.”

“Being tall equals power, everyone knows that!”

“There’s some sort of energy power here that I didn’t sign up for.”

“I’m a very athletic, intimidating tall person.”

“How dare you expose me! I thought you were on my team…!”

LET’S ABSTRACT PAINT

“I already decided oil paint’s not for me.”

“The only tool that you use is a knife.”

“We can’t really see what you’re doing.”

“I feel like I can do it.”

“I have art fear.”

“It looks easier than it probably is.”

“It’s kinda difficult to get the hang of this.”

“It is definitely much more difficult than it appears.”

“This feels really fun and good.”

“Uh-oh, I think I ruined it.”

“I take back all of my confidence.”

“My too much gene kicked in.”

“Isn’t this part of art, though? Figuring out when to stop?”

“I was gonna say I don’t hate it, but, you know what? I fuckin’ hate it.”

“I feel like I need to trust myself and not do this thing where I try to make it better.”

“I at least salvaged this into something that I don’t completely, viscerally hate.”

“I’m already feeling a little defeated, but I’m not gonna let it stop me.”

“I can do better than this, I know I can.”

“Why is it so relaxing to watch someone else make art?”

“It’s almost like I would do this to relax.”

“I’m jealous that yours is working out.”

“Watching you have success gives me confidence that I can be successful.”

“I’m not sure it’s because I have more confidence, but I’m pretending that I have more confidence.”

“I can do it, and I can stop.”

“My confidence is building, and building, and building.”

“I don’t know what I’m doing.”

“This one is called… Stop It.”

“Speaking of stop it, I should probably do that.”

“I feel so in control now.”

“I’m not used to this feeling.”

“I think you need to stop it.”

“Goodbye, I’m very tall, I have to leave.”

I FILMED MY DOG WHENEVER HE CRIED OR WAS NASTY FOR 24 HOURS

“To our credit, we actually did attempt this.”

“If anyone critiques my tacking-slash-sewing skills, I will cry.”

“I don’t think that my ego can handle that so if you would just please back off, I’d appreciate that.”

“We were up for a treat tonight, weren’t we?”

“Can we just drink our coffee real quick?”

“That’s what I use to wash myself when I shower.”

“You sat on my foot.”

“There’s two ways to go through life. One: you could just sit back and enjoy the ride, or two: you could just scream the entire time the whole thing is happening to you. Both are gonna end up the same.”

“Sometimes I feel like screaming my way through life.”

MAKING FACE FRECKLES ~*WORK*~ FOR ME

“Sometimes I feel like y’all just want me to do something to watch me fail.”

“I’m not gonna fail.”

“That’s not gonna happen. Not on my watch.”

“When you live in a sunless void like Rochester, New York, no one would really make fun of your freckles, because it means you actually saw the sun for a little.”

“I did work at a tanning salon for quite a number of years.”

“Don’t tan your skin.”

“I’m down for whatever.”

“I really know what I’m doing, basically.”

“I’m really not very artistic, even though I try.”

“I’m just gonna sit here and space out for a while.”

“I’m making such a mess.”

“We’re really just gonna go for this one.”

“I might just fuck around and get some sun damage.”

“This is a lot of work.”

“I know when I’m being trolled. Except for that one time when I did a face mask that was just mostly turmeric and my face was very orange. I got got that time.”

“That’s overkill. There’s no way you need to do that.”

“Welcome back to this isn’t fucking working.”

“Even though I live in a place where there is sunshine, it doesn’t mean I’m gonna go in it.”

“When is it time to stop?”

“I wanna look like one of those cute outside people that goes outside.”

“What the fuck is the point anymore…?”

“It only took literally all day and night.”

“This is so impractical, I’m sorry.”

“I love it, but this is stupid.”

TURNING MY BOYFRIEND INTO A BRATZ DOLL

“I just wanna see if I’m capable and able.”

“What if you could hear out of your eyebrows?”

“Well, that took altogether way too long.”

“Worst-case scenario, you ruin it.”

“Don’t, don’t, don’t, whatever you’re doing, don’t.”

“I only fucked up, like, seven times.”

“This is the no-complaints zone.”

“That looks kinda good, though, right?”

“Why did you stop breathing?”

“If anyone makes fun of this, I’m gonna cry.”

“I feel like I’m just ready to disobey my parents.”

“Look at what I’m looking at right now.”

“I don’t know what to do…!”

“It took so fucking long.”

“What the fuck? Julien, what the fuck.”

“I wanted to give in to peer pressure.”

“I’m gonna need to take the longest shower of my life.”

“You did great, you can’t sell yourself short.”

REACTING TO YOUR MEMES (MEME 👏 REVIEW 👏)

“You’re just, like, chaotic energy.”

“He’s such a good sport.”

“So talented. She is so fucking talented.”

“Now you’ve been warned, too.”

“I like this. This song’s a bop.”

“It makes me laugh.”

“You are so much all the time.”

“So many people are enjoying them.”

“You do your thing.”

“This is fucking talent.”

“You’re all really funny and talented.”

“It’s genuinely fun and enjoyable.”

“It’s a happy, happy good time.”

“I will see you guys next week for me doing something stupid, probably.”

“Did you? Did you do that to me?”

BUYING MY DOGS EVERYTHING THEY TOUCH

“To be honest? It’s kind of boring.”

“I guess we’re just gonna try.”

“We got a plant on the way here, because I have a problem.”

“This is racking up very quickly.”

“You’re not gonna be able to fit that in your mouth.”

“It can’t cost much, it’s a sticker.”

“You don’t even know what you just did.”

“Damn, is that what you’re into?”

“Touch something else.”

“Yeah, feels a little wasteful.”

“What the hell was that?”

“Why would you do that?”

“You really just went for it, didn’t you?”

“Thank you for contributing.”

“Well, what do you think?”

“I love my new necklace.”

“He hasn’t moved.”

“I didn’t know that was a thing.”

“It’s too bad I don’t know what in the world that is.”

“Honestly, what is going on?”

“I want 700 Fruit Roll-Ups and Coco Puffs.”

“Don’t make me look bad.”

“They just… wanted it.”

“They just want the biggest thing they can find.”

“It’s just really cute.”

“Are you pleased with yourself?”

“I just got got.”

“That was that. I hope you enjoyed yourself.”

“I’m being attacked. I’m being attacked. I’m being attacked. I’m being attacked.”

I MADE THAT AWFUL JEANS CHAIR

“What are you watching?”

“We’re this for the long haul.”

“You know I will make it.”

“This craft assumes you have four identical pairs of jeans.”

“You can’t just staple everything together. It doesn’t work.”

“I know for a fact that this is not really going to work.”

“Who is this chair for?”

“I’m the only person I can think of who this chair’s for.”

“I just want to talk.”

“I feel like we would get along.”

“As horrid and terrible and awful as it is, it kind of fucking rules.”

“I know we shouldn’t make it, but I’m gonna make it.”

“This is the best I could do.”

“This much money, you could buy a chair.”

“Literally no one I’ve ever known has four pairs of jeans period, let alone ones that they don’t want.”

“I have two pairs of jeans and resent both of them for being uncomfortable.”

“How are you allowed to just post make believe things on the internet?”

“That’s not gonna work, it’s gonna fall apart.”

“I’m getting hot and angry.”

“Don’t touch it, it’s very delicate.”

“They probably started off with something simple and just turned into absolute madness.”

“Yeah, I’ve got 30 pounds of Poly-Fil, said no one but Jo-Ann Fabrics.”

“Did you check the pockets? You’ve always gotta check the pockets.”

“Alright, well, maybe we’re onto something.”

“It’s coming apart already…”

“Here’s our semi completed circle of hell.”

“$140, this cost to make.”

“It’s so sharp I’m gonna cut myself.”

“It’s ugly, it’s stupid, it’s infuriating, it makes me so angry. That’s why it belongs in my house.”

“It’s not a chair. It’s a bunch of jeans stapled together.”

“This is really getting up there with one of the more frustrating things I think I’ve ever done.”

“Everything keeps falling apart.”

“This is a fraud, this is a lie.”

“Mathematically, it makes no sense.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever been more angry.”

“I hate it. It doesn’t even work.”

“If we breathe on it right now, it’s gonna fall apart.”

“It’s the worst thing in the whole world and it cost $140.”

“I’ve never seen you in a physically relaxed position less relaxed than you are right now.”

“You know why I’m so mad? ‘Cause this is fucking comfortable.”

“It’s honestly kind of sick.”

“Why did they have to staple it?”

“Don’t you sabotage me like this.”

“Where will I sit now?”

“You can’t handle this butt.”

“You are doing that on purpose…!”

“I have a great idea.”

“I didn’t appreciate it as a chair, but I appreciate it as art.”

“We had a pretty good time here today.”

“You can’t just staple denim.”

“It was $140. It wasn’t worth it.”

[mintiemarmalade]

GET TO KNOW ME TAG

Rules: Post a picture of your simself with your traits and answer the questions so your followers can get to know you better!

I was tagged by the lovely @surreysimmer, @racingllama​ + @storylegacysims​! Thank you so much bbs. ♡

I tag @pixeloasis​, @simsiecakes​ + @gottacatchemallsims​.

This has literally been sitting in my drafts halfway finished for the past week. Tbh I completely forgot about it until @storylegacysims​ tagged me this morning. 🙈

Anywhooo, this is my simself. I’ve given her the geek, goofball + foodie traits. (Truthfully, glutton would probably be more accurate but your simself is supposed to be a better, more ideal version of yourself, right?)

Questions below the cut ↴

1. What is your name?

Kayla

2. What is your nickname?

My family calls me Katy / Katy bug, for some reason.

3. Birthday?

June 17, 1994

4. What is your favorite book series?

Harry Potter, duh.

5. Do you believe in aliens or ghosts?

Yes

6. Who is your favorite author?

J.K. Rowling, duh.

7. What is your favorite radio station?

Octane, Pop2K, and PopRocks on Sirius XM.

8. What is your favorite flavor of anything?

Chocolate, banana, or pumpkin.

9. What word would you use often to describe something great or wonderful?

Lovely, wonderful, superb, idk all are viable options.

10. What is your current favorite song?

I honestly don’t even know.

11. What is your favorite word?

TUFT

12. What was the last song you listened to?

Misery Business by Paramore (I have my beloved throwback playlist playing.)

13. What TV show would you recommend for everybody to watch?

Boy Meets World - I firmly believe that the world would be a much better place if everyone had Mr. Feeny as a teacher.

14. What is your favorite movie to watch when you’re feeling down?

Harry Potter or pretty much any Disney / Pixar movie.

15. Do you play video games?

Way too much, if I’m being honest.

16. What is your biggest fear?

Being alone, rejection, socializing, tight / crowded spaces, etc. I’m a big scaredy cat, okay. Leave me alone.

17. What is your best quality, in your opinion?

I’m hilarious. I’m incredibly caring and loyal.

18. What is your worst quality, in your opinion?

My crippling anxiety.

9. Do you like cats or dogs better?

DOGS but cats are nice too.

20. What is your favorite season?

Fall - I sweat less and all the bugs die.

21. Are you in a relationship?

N O P E

22. What is something you miss from your childhood?

Innocence, being naive to how terrible the world actually is.

23. Who is your best friend?

Hannah ♡

24. What is your eye color?

Green

25. What is your hair color?

Auburn

26. Who is someone you love?

My dog

27. Who is someone you trust?

Hannah

28. Who is someone you think about often?

My sims

29. Are you currently excited about/for something?

CHRISTMAS

30. What is your biggest obsession?

The Sims, probably.

31. What was your favorite TV show as a child?

Boy Meets World

32. Who of the opposite gender can you tell anything to, if anyone?

Aaron and Joe, I suppose.

33. Are you superstitious?

Nope

34. Do you have any unusual phobias?

Fun fact, butterflies cause me a lot of anxiety for some reason. Conveniently, I found this out while in a one of those butterfly sanctuaries at the zoo.

35. Do you prefer to be in front of the camera or behind it?

Behind. I’m quite literally the least photogenic person ever.

36. What is your favorite hobby?

Playing video games, eating, sleeping. Do those count?

37. What was the last book you read?

I... actually don’t know?

38. What was the last movie you watched?

Crimes of Grindelwald.....

39. What musical instruments do you play, if any?

I mean, not to brag or anything but I played the recorder in fourth grade~

40. What is your favorite animal?

SLOTHS

41. What are your top 5 favorite Tumblr blogs that you follow?

You can’t make me choose.

42. What superpower do you wish you had?

Teleportation

43. When and where do you feel most at peace?

When I’m with Hannah tbh.

44. What makes you smile?

Making other people smile / laugh.

45. What sports do you play, if any?

Sports hurt.

46. What is your favorite drink?

Sweet tea

47. When was the last time you wrote a hand-written letter or note to somebody?

I have no idea.

48. Are you afraid of heights?

My fear of heights is directly correlated with my probability of falling.

49. What is your biggest pet peeve?

People who are rude to food service / retail employees.

50. Have you ever been to a concert?

Yes

51. Are you vegan/vegetarian?

I could never.

52. When you were little, what did you want to be when you grew up?

Teacher

53. What fictional world would you like to live in?

Stars Hollow

54. What is something you worry about?

Literally everything.

55. Are you scared of the dark?

Sometimes, it depends.

56. Do you like to sing?

Like to, yes. Am I any good? Not at all.

57. Have you ever skipped school?

Yes

58. What is your favorite place on the planet?

Wherever my friends are.

59. Where would you like to live?

I care less about where exactly and more about having the people I love near me.

60. Do you have any pets?

Yes, one doggo named Neville.

61. Are you more of an early bird or a night owl?

NIGHT OWL

62. Do you like sunrises or sunsets better?

Sunsets

63. Do you know how to drive?

Yes

64. Do you prefer earbuds or headphones?

Earbuds - headphones make my ears feel claustrophobic.

65. Have you ever had braces?

Nope

66. What is your favorite genre of music?

Early to mid 2000′s punk~ I never outgrew my emo phase, sorry mom.

67. Who is your hero?

My mom

68. Do you read comic books?

No

69. What makes you the most angry?

Seeing those I love get hurt / taken advantage of.

70. Do you prefer to read on an electronic device or with a real book?

I prefer the experience of a real book but I do appreciate the convenience of an electronic device.

71. What is your favorite subject in school?

Psychology

72. Do you have any siblings?

One brother + one sister

73. What was the last thing you bought?

Christmas presents!

74. How tall are you?

5′4

75. Can you cook?

I mean, I can follow a recipe sometimes.

76. What are three things that you love?

My mom, my friends, and my dog.

77. What are three things that you hate?

Tomatoes, socks, and loud noises.

78. Do you have more female friends or more male friends?

Well, I guess more male friends, with a ratio of 2:1. (I only have three friends lol.) Unless we’re also counting internet friends, then the females far outnumber the males.

79. What is your sexual orientation?

Straight

80. Where do you currently live?

Southern Illinois

81. Who was the last person you texted?

Hannah

82. When was the last time you cried?

Probably yesterday over something stupid. I cry a lot lol.

83. Who is your favorite YouTuber?

Jenna Marbles

84. Do you like to take selfies?

Not really, no.

85. What is your favorite app?

DISCORD

86. What is your relationship with your parent(s) like?

Mom - decent. Dad - non-existent.

87. What is your favorite foreign accent?

All of them. Accents are so cute OMG.

88. What is a place that you've never been to, but you want to visit?

Japan

89. What is your favorite number?

2

90. Can you juggle?

Lol no.

91. Are you religious?

Yes

92. Do you find outer space or the deep ocean to be more interesting?

SPACE

93. Do you consider yourself to be a daredevil?

Not at all

94. Are you allergic to anything?

Deathly allergic to sulfa - the doctors almost killed me when I was a baby.

95. Can you curl your tongue?

Yes

96. Can you wiggle your ears?

Nope

97. How often do you admit that you were wrong about something?

This is complicated because I doubt myself a LOT but I’m also incredibly stubborn.

98. Do you prefer the forest or the beach?

Beach

99. What is your favorite piece of advice that anyone has ever given you?

On the last day of my senior year, my history teacher left us with two words of advice before we departed: 1) never tattoo your face, and 2) don’t give your kids a stupid name. It still makes me laugh whenever I think about it.

100. Are you a good liar?

NO

101. What is your Hogwarts House?

HUFFLEPUFF ♡

102. Do you talk to yourself?

Pfft she and I have full-blown conversations sometimes~

103. Are you an introvert or an extrovert?

More accurately, I would consider myself an ambivert.

104. Do you keep a journal/diary?

I’ve never been able to keep up with one.

105. Do you believe in second chances?

I do, and it kicks me in the ass more often than not.

106. If you found a wallet full of money on the ground, what would you do?

Try to return it.

107. Do you believe that people are capable of change?

Yes, but the person must be willing to change.

108. Are you ticklish?

Yes

109. Have you ever been on a plane?

Once, when I was five.

110. Do you have any piercings?

Nope

111. What fictional character do you wish was real?

CatDog, I have so many questions~

112. Do you have any tattoos?

No

113. What is the best decision that you've made in your life so far?

To love myself

114. Do you believe in karma?

I don’t know, maybe.

115. Do you wear glasses or contacts?

Glasses - I’ve never worn contacts.

116. Do you want children?

Eventually, yes...

117. Who is the smartest person you know?

Aaron’s a pretty smart dude, I suppose.

118. What is your most embarrassing memory?

My existence in and of itself is embarrassing tbh.

119. Have you ever pulled an all-nighter?

Many, many times. I stay up for 48+ hours sometimes~

120. What color are most of you clothes?

I own a lot of blue apparently.

121. Do you like adventures?

Yes, as long as they don’t involve any strenuous activity.

122. Have you ever been on TV?

Not that I know of.

123. How old are you?

24

124. What is your favorite movie quote?

I honestly don’t know.

125. Sweet or savory?

SAVORY

[girls-scenarios]

#girlsscenariosanswers

1. First Kpop song you ever listened to?

Kitty: I don't quite remember but I believe it was either Gee or I Got a Boy #iconic

Nan: Nillili Mambo by Block B!

Kiwi: It was I Am the Best by 2NE1, or Fantastic Baby by Big Bang. I don’t really remember.

2. First bias/bias group?

Kitty: I think it was probably Sunny and SNSD but I can't fully remember

Nan: Zico and Block B

Kiwi: Probably Dara and 2NE1, but I got into 2NE1, f(x), and Sistar around the same time.

3. Top 5 recent songs

Kitty: Hyuna - Babe, Sunmi - Gashina, Paloma Faith - Crybaby, Sarah Close - Only You, Rake It Up - Yo Gotti

Nan: Dua Lipa - New Rules, Sunmi -Gashina, Prettymuch - Would You Mind, Dean - What 2 Do, Loona Odd Eye Circle - Girl Front

Kiwi: Sunmi - Gashina, G.Soul - Tequila, AKMU - Dinosaur, Hoody - Hangang, Primary ft. Soyou - Right?

4. Favorite album

Kitty: WJSN - Happy moment

Nan: Odd/Married To The Music by Shinee

Kiwi: Eclipse by EXID

5. How many albums do we own

Kitty: I have around 34

Nan: Between my sister and I we have about 40 albums!

Kiwi: I don't own any physical albums, I'm broke.

6. Favorite genre to write

Kitty: My favorite is definitely Au's, like any type but specifically fantasy or soulmate.

Nan: Probably fluff but smut is also fun to write

Kiwi: I like slice of life and comedy. Throw in an au of some sort and I'm happy.

7. Favorite request we’ve done so far

Kitty: I think my favorite requests were the 'Idols as...' questions, they were just so fun and interesting

Nan: I really love the Taeyeon fake texts I did but all the fake texts Ihave really loved!

Kiwi: I really enjoy doing reactions, especially for f(x). But my favorite scenarios to write are college au's, especially Sana's.

8. Our hobbies outside of writing

Kitty: I'm a video game and youtube kinda gal

Nan: I really enjoy producing music, dancing, and doing makeup.

Kiwi: I collect dolls and books, and I enjoy taking things apart and putting them back together. I fix things for fun.

9. Any tips for aspiring writers

Kitty: When you're having writers block, don't force yourself to write. You will end up with something you absolutely hate. Give yourself time, even have a break for a little while but it the ideas will come back at some point.

Nan: Don't be afraid to show other people your writing they can really help you become better, And don't give up even if you think you are a bad writer you will be able to improve I promise!

Kiwi: You'll always be your own worst critic. Practice and when you think you've practiced enough, practice some more. And don't be afraid to mimic your favorite writers. Eventually your own style will emerge, but you'll learn many things from the masters.

10. Top 5 favorite girl group choreographies  

Kitty: 4minute - Love Tension, Red Velvet - Russian Roulette, Wjsn - Secret, Oh My Girl - Liar Liar, DIA - Will You Go Out With Me?

Nan: Sting by Stellar, Freak by Good Day (cover dance), First Love by After School, Rewind by Wonder Girls, I’m In Love by Secret

Kiwi: My Copycat by Orange Caramel, Kill Bill by Brown Eyed Girls, Watcha Doin' Today by 4Minute, Short Hair by AOA, and I Swear by Sistar

11. Have you ever been to a concert?

Kitty: Nope lol, England doesnt get a lot of opportunities but when they do come I'm always too late

Nan: I have been to Kcon NY 2016, Kcon NY 2017, Seventeen Dimond edge tour in NY and saw Kard in dc a few days ago!

Kiwi: Nope. Again, I'm broke. Also, I live in Colorado. Groups don’t come here on tour. I plan to go to Kcon eventually though.

12. Top 3 biases

Kitty: Sohyun (Formally 4minute), Xuan yi (WJSN), Jimin (AOA)

Nan: Hanbit (Formerly Mercury) Matthew (Kard) Hyeri (Laysha)

Kiwi: Amber (f(x)) Choa (Formerly AOA) Jeongyeon (Twice) (honestly though I'm a mess when it comes to biases)

13. Ideal type

Kitty: My ideal type is kinda all over the place, I don't actually have one. I kinda just find people attractive that I find attractive (If that makes sense lol)

Nan: I dont really have an ideal type, but i really love Tall girls and have a soft spot of bob haircuts!

Kiwi: My type is probably small girls. Short girls. As you can see by my biases, I have a thing for short hair, but long hair is good too. I like dark eyes and dark hair as well.

14. Dream job, from both childhood and now?

Kitty: I think when I was younger I wanted to be a Vet but now I don't really know, I kinda want to be a teacher but we'll see.

Nan: When I was younger I wanted to be either a doctor or a reporter, now my dream job would probably be a music producer or a politician.

Kiwi: I wanted to be a fashion designer when I was younger, but eventually I realized that I can't sew. Now I'd love to write/direct movies, tv shows, dramas, honestly anything like that.

15. Somewhere you want to visit before you die

Kitty: Soooooo many places!!! But for some reason I really want to visit Sweden

Nan: Im not really sure. I have always wanted to go to Thailand though

Kiwi: Italy or Japan.

16. One cool fact about yourself

Kitty: In the past 17 Years I moved over 10 times (I'm not very interesting omg)

Nan: I have been homeschooled since 1st grade, and I started dyeing my hair when I was 10!

Kiwi: My hair is almost 4 feet long, and super thick. It's also naturally three different colors so it changes hue in the sun from dirty blonde to auburn.

17. Favorite non-kpop song/artists

Kitty: My faves consist of Sarah Close, Frank Ocean, Melanie Martinez and a bunch of old 80s/90s artists. My favorite song right now would have to be Rake It Up by Yo Gotti

Nan: My favorite artists are Bruno Mars, Dua Lipa, and Pretty much and I think my favorite non kpop song is New Rules by Dua Lipa

Kiwi: I like Kelahni, Childish Gambino, and Tame Impala, among others. My favorite song right now is probably Sober by Childish Gambino.

18. What have you been watching recently?

Kitty: I don't watch TV shows but I've been watching a lot of youtube videos from members of the Sidemen, Miniladd, Jacksepticeye and Jenna Marbles.

Nan: I have been watching a Thai drama called Sotus which is super good I recommend watching it!

Kiwi: I recently watched the anime Monthly Girls' Nozaki-kun. I'd recommend it if you need a good laugh!

19. Favorite solo singer?

Kitty: Hyuna!!!!!!

Nan: Anda or Ailee!

Kiwi: Hoody or Suran. Although Lim Kim would be a close second.

20. One thing you really want to say

Kitty: I'm sorry I don't write enough for you all, trust me I really am. It's very hard to keep up with life and this. I always have thoughts of leaving but never make up my mind. But thank you all for sticking around and supporting us, it's made this all worth while knowing people enjoy what we do. I've been here since the very beginning and it's been a long journey but it's been a lot of fun along the way.

Nan: Im sorry life has been crazy and our updates have been so sporadic but thank you so much for sticking with us and supporting everything we have done! And thank you for all the cute requests it really gives all of us a chance to show our talents and have fun!

Kiwi: I wanted to say thank you to everyone for accepting me as an admin and supporting all of us. This blog makes my day, and hearing from you guys makes me smile. Honestly life is hard, but this blog has been my pride and joy. It's made me a little more confident in my writing, and I got to meet the awesome admins on top of that. Thank you guys for giving me this opportunity!

[thelittleredwhocould]

Tagged by @ultimatefandomtrash61​

LAST:

1- Drink: A Pineapple Upside Down Cake from Fiz (Utah-based soda bar; they’re a thing and I love it) 2- Last Phone Call: My grandma 3- Text Message: My manager 4- Song listened to: This one 5- Time you cried: Last week

HAVE YOU:

6- Dated someone twice: Nope. 7- Kissed someone and regretted it- Never been kissed, so... 8- Been Cheated on: Nope. 9- Lost someone special: Yes. 10- Been Depressed: I’m always depressed. Gotta love mental illnesses! 11- Gotten Drunk and thrown up: Nope.

LIST THREE COLORS

12- Olive green 13- Grey 14- Lilac

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU

15: Made New Friends- Yep! 16: Fallen out of love: Nope. 17- Laughed until you cried: Yup! Being tired to the point of lunacy is a lot of fun with a good group of equally tired people. 18- Found out someone was talking about you: Yes. High school sucked. 19- Found out who your friends are: Definitely 20- Kissed someone on Facebook: No? That’s a thing?? Ew

GENERAL

21- How many of you facebook friends do you know in real life: All of them. Whether I talk to them anymore is another matter. 22: Do you have any pets: Not on my own, but my family has a dog. Search “Titus” on my blog and you’ll probably find him.

23: Do you want to change your name: Nope 24: What did you do on ur last bday: Get lectured to the point of tears by my statistics professor and go to the touring Broadway production of The Lion King at the Eccles Theatre for free. 25- What time do you wake up: On weekdays, 7am. On weekend, maybe noon. Maybe. Unless I’m working, then 7am still. 26: What were you doing at midnight last night: Trying to get my classmates to get their shit together so we could film today (didn’t work) 27- Name somethings you can’t wait for: Tonight’s episode of Supernatural, Thanksgiving, Christmas break, the day I finally get to quit my stupid job. 28: When was the last time you saw your mom: Like two weeks or so ago. I miss her. 29: What is one thing you could change: Maybe how fucking tired and unmotivated I am 24/7. 30: What are you listening to right now: @jaebirdie​ is playing Jenna Marbles videos. 31- Have you ever talked to someone named Tom: Yep. 32: Something that is getting on your nerves: People who can’t fucking tag things right. Please don’t use tags that aren’t directly related to your post. All it does is make it harder for people to actually find the stuff they’re looking for. I’m sorry, but I don’t want to scroll through the Sam tag and find endless Destiel stuff, even though I like Destiel. So yeah. Don’t do that. It’s stupid and rude. 33: Most Visited Sites: Tumblr, Canvas, Google Docs, and AO3 34: Moles: I think I have one or two? 35: Marks: I have some scars, but I’m like 90% freckles. Seriously. 36: Childhood dream: To be an author. 37: Hair color: Dark red, but it lights up kinda gold-orange in sunlight and I fucking love it. 38: Long or short hair: Short- like shoulder length- but it used to be down to my waistband. I cut it a while back and lost almost two feet (and yes, I donated it) 39: Do you have a crush on someone: ... Does Jared/Sam count? 40: What do you like about yourself: My hair and sometimes my mouth, for some reason? Idk 41: Piercings: One in each ear. I want a cartilage piercing, but my family would freak so I’m probably gonna end up waiting on that until I’m officially moved out and stuffs. 42: Blood type: A-something 43: Nicknames: Kenzi 44: Relationship Status: Single af 45: Zodiac Sign: Aries 46: Pronouns: She/Her 47: Favorite TV Shows: Supernatural, White Collar, Criminal Minds, Person of Interest, NCIS. 48: Left or Right Handed: Right 49: Surgery: Well, I got my wisdom teeth out. 50: Hair dyed in a different color: Never. 51: Sport: Nope. 52: Vacation: I’ve been to Denver, California (Disneyland, Sea World, Universal Studios, the usual), and Seattle. 53: Pair of sneakers: I’m currently wearing Champions

MORE GENERAL:

54: Eating: I had chili for breakfast/lunch 55: Drinking: Still drinking soda. I have a problem 56: I’m about to: Maybe work on my Blind!Dean AU for Nanowrimo 57: Want: To go to Hot Topic and Icing, but @jaebirdie doesn’t have money today so we’re probably gonna go on Saturday. 58: Get married: Not anytime soon. 59: Career: Well, right now I’m a college student working part time at a Utah-based smoothie franchise, but I want to direct film/TV 60: hugs or kisses: Hugs 61: Lips or Eyes: Both, but I have a particular fascination with lips 62: Short or tall: Average (5′6″) 63: Older or younger: Like, to date? I prefer older guys, but I’m not as particular about women. Just as long as they’re legal, cos I’m 20 64: Nice arms or stomach: I don’t have either, but I like both. 65: sensitive or loud: Usually sensitive, but I’m really loud around people I’m comfortable with or when I get excited. 66- Hookup or relationship: Definitely no hook ups. I’m a relationship person all the way. 67: Troublemaker or hesitant: Hesitant. I’m too anxious to be a troublemaker.

HAVE YOU EVER

68- Kissed a stranger: Nope. 69- Drank hard liquor: No 70- Lost Glasses/Contact Lenses: Nope. Don’t wear others. 71- Turned someone down: Pretty sure someone would’ve had to ask me out for this to happen, and that never happens.

PERSONAL

72- Sex on the first date: No. 73- Broken someone’s heart: Maybe 74- Had your heart broken: No. 75- Have been Arrested: No 76- Cried when someone died: Yes 77- Fallen for a friend: Yes! First/only boyfriend was a friend first.

DO YOU BELIEVE IN

78- Yourself: No 79- Miracles: No 80- Love at first sight: No 81- Santa Claus: Not anymore. 82- Kiss on the first date: No.

MORE

83- Current Best Friend: @jaebirdie and @books-and-icecream and @laughing-at-the-darkness 84- Eye Color: Dark brown 85- Fav Movie: The Martian and Jurassic Park

Tagging: @jaebirdie @books-and-icecream @laughing-at-the-darkness @manawhaat @ilostmyshoe-79 @floweryhanzo @withoutaplease

[purrsephonesims]

GTKM Tag

As far as I know and can see, I’ve been tagged by my precious bby @nooboos! I’m sorry if you’ve tagged me in it and I didn’t see bc tumblr is being a butt :’)

Edit: I just noticed I forgot to tag anyone. So, I’m tagging @skadisim because I’m pretty sure you haven’t done it yet, lol! Also tagging anybody else who hasn’t done it yet but wants to :) 

also just casually gonna put this under a read more again, because it somehow disappeared when I posted this?? tumblr wyd

Were you named after anyone? I mean, kinda? We have a thing called name day in Hungary, where there is a bunch of names listed under each date in the calendar and your name day is whatever day your name is under, it’s pretty straight forward though every time I try to explain it to somebody British they are super confused?? Anyway, my name day is on July 12th, which is also my great-grandmother’s birthday :’)

When was the last time you cried? ehhh, monday.

Do you have kids? Nope and I don’t want any in the near future either.

If you were another person, would you be a friend of yourself? I feel like it’s a bit cocky to say hell yeah, on the other hand it’s kinda sad to say no? I’m pretty sure I would be friends with myself though

Do you use sarcasm a lot? Me? Never

What’s the first thing you notice about people? Eyes, hair and without sounding creepy at all - the way they smell??

What is your eye color?

It’s a fairly bright blue, with a couple of distinct lines of brown

Scary movie or happy endings? Depends on my mood, but usually scary movies

Favorite smell(s)? Little Black Dress perfume by Avon

What’s the furthest you’ve ever been from home? England - Hungary, which is like approx 1800 km

Do you have any special talents? I mean ... I can kinda draw? 

Where were you born? Hungary

What are your hobbies? Sims, sleeping.

Do you have any pets? Noooo, sadly - I really want a puppy or a cat though! 

Do you have any siblings? I have 2 brothers - aged 20 and 12 

What do you want to be when you grow up? Cat

Who is your first best friend? It was actually a second cousin of mine, we were grown like 4-5 months apart and grew up together for the most part? We have grown apart a lot since I’ve moved to England though and barely talk, if at all :’)

How tall are you? 150 cm

Funniest moment throughout school? Ohh, there is too many and it’s too long to list and tell stories - this post is long enough as it is lmao

How many countries have you visited? Ehh, I don’t wanna list countries and have it come off as bragging, but I’ve been to a handful of countries.

What was your favourite/worst subject in high school? My worst subject was definitely Literature both in Hungary and England. My favourites were probably Maths, Art, History & English just because I was good at them!

What is your favourite drink? animal? perfume? I’ll just say my favourite non alcoholic drink bc gotta keep it PG - Nothing beats Cherry Coke. My favourite animals are cats/big cats, but I adore most animals and reptiles. As I previously mentioned, my all time favourite perfume is Little Black Dress by Avon :’)

What sports do you play/have you played? I played volleyball back in Hungary, so that counts I guess?

Who are some of your favourite YouTubers? yikes, I have a lot of favourite youtubers. TheSimSupply, Cryaotic, Pewdiepie, Zeuz, SimlyNailLogical, Jenna Marbles and so on. 

How many girlfriends/boyfriends have you had? I’ve only had a couple of serious relationships, the rest I don’t really consider actual relationships (like less than a couple of months). I also have my lovely wifey @nooboos ♥

Favourite memory from your childhood? I have a quite a lot of memories I’m fond of that involves my first doggo. 10/10 He was a good boy

How would you describe your fashion sense? ... ehhh, Simmy keeps calling me emo, so I guess that? My wardrobe literally consists of flannel shirts, turtlenecks and high waisted jeans. 

What phone do you have? Iphone 6s 

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The More Things Change: Ch 8

The More Things Change

by Aivaeh

Disclaimer: Familiar characters, plot elements, and settings belong to L.J. Smith, Julie Plec, and the CW. The author of this work of fanfiction has made no money from it. Summary: I have no idea how it happened, but one morning I woke up in the world of The Vampire Diaries. Which, aside from the insanity of waking up inside a television show made real, might not be so bad—if I weren't stuck in the body of vampire magnet and doppelgänger herself, Elena Gilbert. Pairing(s): OFC x Damon, OFC x Stefan, OFC x Elijah, OFC x Klaus Rating: M Warning(s): Graphic descriptions of violence on par with the show itself. References to sex and drug use. Mind control and all the issues of consent that go along with it. Character death. Master List External Links: AO3 | FF.Net | Wattpad

Chapter Eight

“Uncle John,” I stuttered.

John strode beyond the arch. “Good to see you.”

“Awesome,” Jenna muttered. From her pinched expression, her disgust couldn’t have been clearer if she’d advertised it on a billboard.

John dismissed Jenna with a glance before finishing his stroll to the island. Stopping beside me, he met my stare and smiled.

My own tight-lipped smile wobbled. “What are you doing here?”

“That’s what I’d like to know,” Jenna added.

John’s attention stayed with me. “I got your text. It concerned me.”

“Oh.” My hand fell onto the counter with a little thump. “I lost my phone a few days ago. Someone must’ve found it. They’ve been texting weird stuff to everyone.” I gestured to him with my other hand. “I should’ve called. I didn’t realize you’d gotten them too.”

John’s elbow settled beside me. “Huh.” His stare dug into mine, as if he wanted to burrow behind my eyes and into my head. “You know who took it?”

I rolled my shoulders. “No idea.”

“Where’d you lose it?” he asked.

I thought about lying, but the way his eyes kept so steady as they refused to leave mine, even to blink—“The woods,” I confessed. “By King.”

“The woods?” The sour notes were gone from Jenna’s voice, replaced by concern. “What were you doing in the woods?”

“Shortcut.” My fingers curled against the countertop. My nails pressed against the marble until the pressure pinched the back of my fingertips. “I’d planned on visiting the cemetery. See mom and dad. But I changed my mind.”

“The woods are dangerous, Elena,” John said.

“Especially now, with all the attacks,” Jenna added.

I nodded, swallowing. I brushed my hair back behind my ears. “I know. I’m sorry. I won’t do it again.”

“I should hope not,” John said, frowning. “Still. It’s a strange thing to text.”

“Tell me about it. You should hear the heckling I’ve gotten at school over it.”

His unblinking stare swept over my face again before he straightened up. “Well, I’ve got some other business to take care of in town. It may take me a few days.”

“Fantastic,” Jenna muttered.

John sent her another disinterested glance. “Isn’t it?” He turned back to me as Jenna glared. “I’ll be around to help out with—” he took in the kitchen with a sweeping gaze, “anything.”

“Sounds good.”

Jenna glare swung to me, accusations of betrayal in the narrowing of her eyes.

I lifted my bag. “I’d like to catch up, but I’ve got homework.”

“Don’t let me keep you,” John replied. “We’ll have time to talk later.”

I forced my cheeks to pull the corners of my mouth higher. “Great.” Hiking the strap over my shoulder, I walked out as calmly as I could. I kept that calm pace all the way up the stairs and into Elena’s room.

Swinging the bag onto the bed, I lunged for the phone. Stefan’s bright yellow post-it easy to pick out among the rest of the clutter. I was about to dial when a swore I heard a click over the dial tone. I paused, staring at the handset, paranoia whispering all kinds of possibilities into my ear. I let my hand drift back to the power base, standing the cordless inside.

This was far, far too soon for ‘Uncle’ John to appear. Did he already know the Salvatore brothers were back? They had both been in the area since the death of Elena’s parents. Maybe word had reached him. Or Isobel.

Or Katherine.

But before they’d waited for the tomb to be open. Was it only John who’d come back, or had he told Isobel? Did Katherine know? Would she care?

Things were moving so far afield, I had almost no idea what was going on anymore.

Sleep wasn’t going to be an option now. Too worried John might be listening to the phones, I decided to do what I’d said, and start on Elena’s homework.

It managed to occupy my time for a few hours. Long enough that I guessed it’d be safe to leave and deliver a warning in person.

As it turned out, the Boarding House had an online listing, along with a map. I printed the latter off, stuffed it in my pocket, and headed downstairs. I left a note saying I’d gone to see Caroline to help with festival preparations, figuring she’d be a safe enough alibi. Grabbing the keys from the holder hanging on the wall next to the door, I hurried out to the garage.

The Salvatore Boarding house was about ten minutes from Elena’s, along the same route I’d taken to get to the falls. Which meant I’d had to cross Wickery Bridge. I wondered what Elena would have thought each time she went to see Stefan. Did she remember going over? Hitting the water? Waking up without parents? Or did she manage to put it from her mind?

Somehow, I doubted the latter.

A few minutes past the bridge, there was a small turn off that lead down a private drive. Like so many places in Mystic Falls, the narrow lane was surrounded by trees. Their heavy, arching branches formed a tunnel of leaves above the winding little road. Sun dappled light danced along the dashboard as I drove beneath them. Paved concrete crackled beneath the tires.

Further ahead stood the red brick manor that was the Salvatore Boarding House. Staring at the timber-framed façade, another rush of déjà vu hit me. I marveled at the size of the building. Two wings opened outwards at slight angles from its center, as if the house were extending its arms. I followed the curving driveway to park off to the side near the front door, a few feet short of the massive overhang, and got out.

My heeled boots clacked against the drive. Gaze sweeping across the well-kept grounds, I wondered if Zach was the one out mowing the yard and trimming the shrubs or if he hired someone to do it. Did he get a stipend for upkeep? Did he have a job? He hadn’t stuck around on the show long enough to learn very much about him.

After Zach’s death, the brothers must’ve hired someone to do it. Or compelled. I couldn’t picture Damon on a mower or holding a set of trimmers. Not unless it was to skewer someone.

As I neared the heavily shadowed porch, the pulse of a heavy bass beat pulsed through the walls and a large window a few feet away. Wondering which of the brothers had the stereo on blast, I worried they might not hear me knock. Approaching an old-fashioned wooden door, I looked around for the doorbell before noticing a length of red rope attached to a literal bell.

Reaching up, I took hold of the braided cord and gave a few tugs. The bell chimed sweetly but, as I’d worried, wasn’t much of match for the thumping bass.

I stood, uncertain if I should ring it again or maybe walk up to the window and try to get their attention, when the door swung in.

“Elena?” Stefan asked, surprise lending an almost boyish openness to his face.

“Stefan. Hi.” Now that I was here, I wondered if I wasn’t overreacting to John’s appearance. I reached up and swept my fingers through my hair, meaning to comb it out. It ended up falling forward and covering up half of my face instead.

Stefan opened the door further. Beyond him, the wail of an electric guitar and clash of drums joined the throb of the bass. Stepping onto the threshold, Stefan’s face had fallen back into his usual somber mien. “Is something wrong?”

“Yes. Well, maybe.” I wished I’d thought to bring a purse. I ran my hand over my hair again, trying to brush it back. “Probably.”

Amusement tilted his mouth into that slight smile I adored. Sadly, it slipped away almost as soon as it had appeared. “Now’s not a very good time.”

“I’m sorry.” A tingle that started at the base of my neck quickly spread up and across my face. “I shouldn’t have bothered you—”

“You’re never a bother, Elena,” he was swift to say. His hand tightened on the edge of the door before he stepped back, pulling it with him. “Would you like to come in?”

It wasn’t lost on me that he was inviting me inside his home when I had refused to do the same for him. “Thank you,” I said softly, quickstepping over the threshold.

It should have felt cavernous. The ceiling stood four times as tall as me. And yet, between the dark wooden paneling, the dim lighting, the paintings, rugs, cabinets filled with antiques, tables and chairs—it felt filled. No matter where my gaze roamed, there was something to look at. From the side table and mirror pressed next to the door, to the richly patterned rug at my feet that ran the entire length of the hall, to the oil paintings adorning the walls.

The music I’d heard from outside pulsing behind a closed door a few feet to the left from the entrance, where I guessed the main sitting room from the series was. “What’s that?” I asked.

Stefan’s eyes flicked upwards as he folded his arms across his chest. “Nothing important.”

Okay. Before I could say anything more, someone came striding out of another open doorway off to the right side of the hall. I might have thought it was Damon but for the dark blonde hair and larger frame. “How much longer is—”

Zach, Stefan and Damon’s descendant, stopped at the sight of me and frowned. “Another?”

“No, Zach,” Stefan was quick to correct, arms falling to his side. “This is Elena Gilbert.”

The irritation in Zach’s expression transformed to curiosity. “Miss Gilbert.”

“Elena,” I corrected. Answering to that was weird enough, but I was starting to get used to it. The same couldn’t be said for Gilbert.

“You said something might be wrong?” Stefan prompted.

Remembering my reason for visiting, I grimaced. “I came to warn you. Uncle John’s in town.”

Weariness settled over Zach’s features. “Johnathan Gilbert?”

I nodded. “And he knows, Stefan. About vampires.”

“This isn’t good.” Zach turned to Stefan. “If he starts suspecting—”

“I know,” Stefan frowned.

I took a step forward, close enough I could’ve reached out and touched Stefan. “You’ve got to convince Damon to leave or lay low.”

“I’ve got to do what now?”

Damon’s voice lured my sights to the previously shut door. To the pale but sculpted chest and rock-hard stomach whose muscles pointed below a pair of low-slung jeans clinging to his hipbones. And the two hands pressed to either side belonging to a blonde and brunette leaning against him. The two girls were in nothing but underwear, bite marks on full display. Damon’s arms were slung over each of their shoulders, a half-empty bottle of dark amber alcohol in one hand.

The contents of my stomach turned to lead. “What’s—who’re they?”

Damon glanced between his hanger-oners. “Oh, how rude of me. This is Ama—no. Um, Emil—wait. Amelia?” The blonde looked up and made an affirmative noise while her hand slid lower. “And this,” his head turned to the side other side, where the long haired brunette clung, a slow smile spreading over his face, “is Natalie.”

Natalie giggled.

“Girls, this is Elena,” Damon said, pointing with his bottle. “Elena, these are the girls.” Damon’s eyes rounded as he added in a staged whisper, “Kappa Theta Phi.”

I stared. Stefan’s head dipped down as his lips pinched together until they looked like one pale line. Zach’s frown carved deep grooves into his face.

I shook my head and turned back to Stefan. “Whatever.” His green eyes lifted to meet mine, surprised. “If John suspects anything—”

He glanced at Damon before focusing on us. “He won’t,” Stefan assured.

“What? No judgy, ‘Oh Damon, you can’t feed off sorority girls! It’s not right!’?” Damon interjected as he waved his bottle at me. Well, my general vicinity. His aim didn’t seem to be at its best.

I ignored him. “The Gilberts have journals that talk about vampires and their history in this town. You two might be in it.”

“Not even a, ‘Don’t hurt them, Damon, please!’?” He huffed.

The three of us traded glances. “You think he suspects?”

“I think you should treat him as if he does,” I said, careful to keep my eyes from looking away from Stefan’s. “Better safe than sorry.”

“Great!” Damon pronounced with morbid cheer. “Let’s kill him!”

I whirled around and marched up to him. Eyes brightening, Damon’s smirk flashed. “You’re not killing my Uncle, Damon! Or my Brother. Or my Aunt. Or any of my friends!”

“Hmm. I don’t know, Elena. If he’s a threat—”

“I don’t care. I’ll never speak to you again.” I threatened.

Damon stared down at me. “What do I care.”

I knew better than to fall into that trap again. Once burned and all that. I turned my back on him and returned to a high-browed Stefan. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Stefan escorted me to the door. Unable to help myself, at the first step past the threshold, I turned a bit to say, “Occupied?”

Stefan’s interest fell on a tall potted shrub placed off to the side. “Drive safe.” The door slipped shut.

The music resumed, loud enough to rattle the windows.

A foul mood settled over me as I left the Salvatore Boarding House. Damon partying it up after almost killing Jeremy—what a dick. I mean, I knew he was a real bastard during the early part of the first season, but it seemed like he didn’t care at all. At least he’d regretted breaking Jeremy’s neck.

And all the stupid games he’d played with me since chasing me into that store. Then, first chance he gets, he picks up a couple of sorority girls for feeding and who knew what else.

It wasn’t my problem. In fact, maybe he’d back off. Start stalking Natalie and leave me alone.

I fumed, and the slow churning anger in my belly kept me wide awake all the way to Elena’s. But after parking and navigating the sidewalk to the kitchen door, it was as if I had weights around my limbs and eyelids. Exhaustion had caught up, and I thought I might finally fall asleep.

Unfortunately, John’s greeting of, “Elena,” from a seat at the dining room table let me know I wasn’t about to get away that easily.

He had a stack of papers in front of him, but he set them aside as I walked in the door. “Ready for the festival tomorrow?”

Remembering my excuse, I nodded. “Ready as we’ll ever be.”

“Good.” John settled back in his chair. “I’m glad you’re taking such an active role in the community.”

“Thank you.” I glanced towards the archway and the staircase that lay beyond.

“As a founding family, it’s important for the Gilberts to remain invested in Mystic Falls,” John went on.

I wondered why he didn’t live here, then. Why he’d left the task of caring for Elena and Jeremy all up to Jenna. But I kept my mouth shut and smiled.

John returned it with a thinner, briefer version. “I was thinking about the time Miranda signed everyone up for the Founder’s Day Bar-B-Que some years back. You were ten? Maybe eleven. And you were so eager to help at the grill. Your parents wanted you manning the concession table, pouring lemonade and coke. But you were stubborn.” He flashed a grin. “Grayson ended up beside you the whole day, flipping burgers and turning hotdogs.”

I nodded, though I had no clue what he was talking about. “Yeah. Dad was pretty great.”

John turned serious. “Yes, he was.” He waved at the chair beside him. “Then there was that summer vacation at the lake house when you were six.”

Taking the hint, I sat down.

He reminisced for an hour. The time we all did this or that. When I’d done this or that. It surprised me how much John had to say about the past with his brother’s family. I suppose it shouldn’t have, but on the show, the only thing he’d said in relation to the family alluded to their history of vampire hunting. He talked a lot about Elena growing up. Knowing that John was her biological father, it was nice to learn he’d kept an eye on her.

Having trouble keeping my eyes open, I yawned. John frowned. “I’m keeping you up.”

“I didn’t sleep well last night.”

He turned back to the table in his seat. “I’ll let you catch up, then.” He said, sliding the stack of papers towards him. “Goodnight, Elena.”

“Night Uncle John.”

He went back to his paperwork as I stood up and pushed in the chair.

Finally back in Elena’s bedroom, I can’t say I was too surprised when the light failed to turn on. “Elena,” I sighed. “Stefan’s looking into it. Trust me, I don’t want to be here anymore than you want me here. So, please. Ease up?”

The light stayed off.

Frowning, I crept towards the bathroom by the light that leaked through the curtains. I had to feel for the doorknob.

The light switch didn’t work in there, either.

Irritated, I turned on the shower, waiting to make sure I had the hot water on. I undressed and walked over to the hamper, making sure the clothes didn’t end up on the floor. Taking a moment to lock the door leading to Jeremy’s room, I stepped into the shower.

The spray abruptly turned ice cold.

Swearing, I stepped back, hitting the wall. Catching a narrow shelf molded into the shower stall saved me from slipping down onto my rear—or worse. “Dammit, Elena!”

Reaching through the spray, I endured streams of freezing water cascading down my skin to find the valve. I wrenched it the opposite way. The cold receded into warmer water once again, relaxing my skin. I breathed a sigh of relief and reached for the shampoo, determined to finish before Elena turned the cold water back on.

I’d gotten the conditioner worked throughout my hair when the spray turned scalding.

Shouting, I about tore down the shower curtain to get out.

Naked and dripping water all over the floor, I stared where the water splashed against the shower curtain and wall. Listening to the steady patter left me all too aware of the darkness surrounding me. Adrenalin had flooded my veins, set my heart to pounding. Swallowing, I crept to the front of the shower, carefully reaching in. A wall of steam hit my face as the curtain opened. I felt for the valve and shut the water off.

“The hell, Elena?” I asked the dark. “You want to burn yourself?”

There was no answer.

I grabbed a towel and hurried back into the bedroom. Leery of the unfamiliar surroundings, I padded to the bed and climbed into the middle. The room’s furnishings were indistinct, edges that surrounded shades of darkness. My imagination conjured shapes within. Forms of misshapen bodies and faces. Eyes that watched me.

Or maybe it wasn’t my imagination. A thought that terrified me and kept me up well into the night despite my exhaustion.

Then the nightmares came.

My fears didn’t slip away with morning’s light. I woke with terror’s claws ripping through my thoughts. Same as every morning since waking up in this messed up world. Frustratingly, I couldn’t remember what put it there. My dreams didn’t fade but disappeared, quick as a vampire.

I did my best to brush aside the lingering fear, readying myself for the day—sans shower. Descending the stairs, I envisioned a quick breakfast. I hoped to talk to Stefan about last night. See if he’d discovered anything new about spirits and hauntings before school.

Those tentative plans flew out the window as soon as I entered the dining room.

The table was laden with breakfast food. There were fluffy brown pancakes and golden waffles. A plate of crisped bacon beside a spread of steaming sausages. Eggs sunny side up and scrambled. Two plates of toast. Jars of jam and a bear full of honey. A pot of coffee beside a pitcher of orange juice.

Aunt Jenna sat in the middle, eating with the most grudging expression I’d ever seen in front of a spread of food. The reason why welcomed me while carrying a skillet of sizzling hash browns. “Morning Elena,” John greeted.

I gazed over the cornucopia of food. “What’s all this?”

“Got up early. Felt like doing a little cooking.”

A little? “This is enough to feed ten people, Uncle John.”

Leaning over the table, he used a spatula to ladle the hash browns onto an empty plate. “We can warm the rest of it up throughout the day. Have some tomorrow.” The spatula clattered against the edge of the pan as he straightened up. “It’ll get used up.” He nodded at the spread before striding back into the kitchen. “Dig in. I made some of everyone’s favorites.”

Not one to look a gift breakfast in the mouth, I slid into the seat. I didn’t realize how hungry I was until I started loading my plate. I was almost halfway through by the time Jeremy made his way down. It was then that conversation between him and John filled the room with sounds other than the clinking of silverware.

I was finishing up some toast when I heard a telltale rumble. It shouldn’t have surprised me that, after warning him to stay away from John, Damon’s camaro came purring up the driveway. It did, but it shouldn’t have.

Knocking on the door, though, was brazen even for him.

Jenna’s chair scraped across the hardwood as she moved to stand. Mine skidded and clattered as I jumped up. “I’ll get it!”

Everyone stared. I fought to right my chair and shove it back in place before scurrying off.

I didn’t quite sprint to the door, but it was a near thing. I could’ve punched the smirking face I found on the other side if I thought it’d do any good. “Damon,” I hissed, “the hell are you doing?”

“Morning to you too, Elena,” he declared as he entered unimpeded.

Before I could say anything more, his arm slipped around my waist. Pulled forward, Damon’s swooped down, pressing his lips to mine.

It wasn’t a full kiss, only a light brush, barely enough to feel the soft skin of his lips. But by the way my body lit up, it might as well have been a lusty french kiss. The last of the lingering fears from that morning were swept away by the way he pulled every bit of my attention and focused it into that moment, on him. The coolness of the leather jacket he wore, its zipper pressing into my chest where he pressed against me. The strength in the hand curled around my waist. The warm breath caressing my face.

An impish grin curled against my mouth as he took my hand, fingers intertwining between mine. Still reeling from the sensations he’d inflicted upon me, we moved. It was all too sudden for me to stop, like slipping on a patch of ice.

In the archway, hands together, Damon drew me beside him as the rest of the Gilberts observed our appearance. Jenna’s forehead crinkled in concern. John set down his fork and knife before picking up his napkin and dabbing the corners of his mouth. Jeremy studied Damon like an old polaroid.

Damon’s smile was a thousand watts of charming. “Elena,” he said, swinging my hand closer to him. “Introduce me.”

I’d rather present a rabid raccoon straight from the trash as the new family pet. It’d be safer. “This is Damon.” His hand squeezed mine, stopping right on the edge of uncomfortable. “My boyfriend.”

“Little old, isn’t he?” John questioned.

Given the fact he knew exactly who Damon was, he wasn’t kidding.

Damon cranked up the winning smile. “I’m twenty-five.” John set a hand on the table, eyes never moving off Damon. “And Elena is more mature than I am most of the time.”

“Hardly comforting,” John replied flatly.

A nervous laugh tumbled from Damon. I didn’t believe it for a moment. “No, I suppose not.” He ran his free hand through his hair. “That’s why I wanted to meet you all. Let everyone get to know me.”

“Have we already met?” Jeremy asked, still staring at Damon through narrowed eyes.

I tensed. Damon’s lips pursed as if he were thinking about it. “I might’ve run into you before.”

I dug my nails into his hand.

John rose out of his chair and walked around the table, stopping in front of Damon. “I appreciate you taking the time to introduce yourself to the family, Damon.”

“Thank you, sir.” I worked hard not to gape at the earnestness beaming from Damon. “I just wanted you all to know I have nothing but the best intentions for Elena.”

Liar!

“That’s good to hear,” John replied, extending a hand.

Smiling and releasing my hand, Damon took John’s. The two shook.

I fought hard not to gape too openly. “I should… get my bag.”

I took the opportunity to escape. Voices emanating from the dining room chased me all the way up the stairs. I snatched my bag up from its spot next to the desk, wondering what the hell Damon’s latest game was. Irritation smothered any residual sparks from Damon’s kiss.

By the time I was tromping back downstairs, my expression must’ve shown my annoyance. Damon bid everyone goodbye and, practically immortal being that he was, took my hand despite my scowl and led me out the door.

“Try to look a little happy to be with me,” he said out the corner of his mouth.

My scowl deepened. “I told you to stay away from John.”

“If you have a better way of avoiding suspicion then being out in the daylight, dating his niece, I’m all ears.” Damon shot back.

But John knew about Damon and Stefan. Knew their history. Their weaknesses. I didn’t know how to tell Damon this without revealing the truth. The only reason he wouldn’t attack me was my resemblance to Katherine. What would he think if he knew that I wasn’t really the girl he saw? That I was plain, so much so I was easily overlooked. I couldn't compare to an Amelia or a Natalie, let alone an Elena.

I’d have my throat ripped into right away.

I wish I could say I was braver than that. Selfless enough to put others before my own fears. But I did the cowardly thing and kept quiet.

The ride to school was silent except for the music pumping through the speakers. Damon looked thoughtful the whole way but didn’t share any of those musings with me. As he pulled up next to the sidewalk leading from the parking lot to the school, I made sure to escape the car before he had a chance to do anything… weird.

I didn’t see Bonnie or Stefan. After sharing a brief hello with Caroline, I ended up walking to my locker and class alone. It wasn’t until a minute before the bell rang that Bonnie wandered into class. Her smile was brief before she was focused back on her notebook.

Once again, Bonnie took off before I was done gathering up my book and notes. Frowning after her retreating back as she hurried off down the opposite hall, I wondered if she was avoiding me.

The thought troubled me all the way to my locker, where I found Stefan. He smiled as soon as our eyes met. “Hey.”

“Hi.” I concentrated on the cool metal dial of the lock so that his face wouldn’t distract me. It would be embarrassing to forget my combination after having admitted I didn’t know my own phone number.

“I called some of my,” he paused, “older friends.”

Locker door creaking open, I glanced at him and waited.

He frowned. “The ones who’ve gotten back to me don’t know anything beyond rumors. No one’s dealt with any spirits directly. I’m waiting to hear from a couple others, but,” he shrugged.

My hopes fell. “Oh.”

He ducked until he caught my eyes again. “Hey. We’ll figure this out. My friends may not know anything, but someone does. I’ll keep digging.”

I nodded and summoned a smile.

But I couldn’t forget the sudden beat of scalding hot water the night before.

The thought ironically haunted me throughout the rest of the school day. Between Bonnie’s sudden silence and hurry to get away from me, worries about Elena’s increasingly unfriendly activity, Uncle John’s appearance, Damon’s weird scheme, and Stefan’s failure to learn anything—my day was already looking crappy.

Catching sight of the camaro and its leather-clad occupant waiting for me didn’t help my mood.

“How was school?” he asked, lifting his hand in a wave before shifting the car into gear.

Looking over, I wasn’t surprised to see Stefan standing near the door, watching us drive away with his brows pressed low over the bridge of his nose. If the vampire beside me wasn’t so temperamental and prone to attacking innocent bystanders, I’d tell him to grow up. Act his age, whether apparent or actual.

“Just great, Damon.” I rubbed at my eyes. Despite having gotten some sleep, I was still tired. Classes hadn’t exactly imbued me with much in the way of pep, either. “I’ve got to meet Caroline and Bonnie at the park.”

“What for?”

Did he care, or was he bored enough to ask? “I’m helping pass out programs for tonight’s festival.”

“Ah. Night of the Comet.” Damon’s lips twisted into that devilish grin.

That’s right. He needed the comet to open the tomb, along with Emily’s amulet. He must already be planning on attending the Founder’s party.

He’d also attacked Vicki tonight in the show. My stomach twisted at the memory of her tearful cries as Damon taunted her, tipping her back and forth on the ledge of the Grill’s roof. “You’re not coming, are you?”

“Guess I’ll have to.” Damon glanced over, though his eyes were hidden behind his sunglasses. “Since you’ll be there.”

“Don’t waste your time on my account.”

“It’d look a little odd if your new boyfriend didn’t show up to spend the evening staring up at a romantic comet with you,” he pointed out.

I frowned. “How long are you going to play this game, Damon?”

“Hmm. Until it no longer suits my greater agenda,” he said, completely nonchalant. As if this was a perfectly normal thing to share in conversation.

“Greater agenda,” I repeated. Pretending to date Katherine’s look-a-like until he got Katherine herself. What a screwed-up bastard.

Staring out the side of the car, I watched the buildings slide by. I was beginning to recognize some of them. Not from the show, but from my time here. It’d only been a few days, but it felt so much longer. And shorter.

By the time we reached the park, I saw Caroline and Bonnie’s cars already parked across from the Grill. I frowned. I’d gotten into Damon’s car before either girl had left the sidewalk at school. Had Damon taken a longer route?

Why?

The question pestered me as we rolled up into an empty parking space, not far from theirs. Damon slid the gearshift into park. “I’ll be back later tonight.”

“Whatev—” he leaned over before I could pull on the door’s handle. Shock and Damon stole the rest of my voice as his mouth met mine for the second time.

This kiss was not the light brush of this morning. Damon’s lips caught mine, gliding along until his nose slotted into place beside my own. Fitted together, his work began in earnest. A hundred and forty years of practice focused on me. I tumbled into the spell his mastery of the art weaved around me until I was all tangled up in Damon.

As if his kiss performed alchemy, my worries transformed into want. A heady, furious want that stole my control. For those precious moments, the knowledge of what an exceedingly bad idea this was melted away under a fire stoked by his kiss. I leaned further in, my hand finding its way to his chest.

Before I could do more than tilt my head, Damon slowly moved back.

At some point, I’d closed my eyes. Opening them, I saw Damon, lips plump and red and shining, watching me. The hunger in his eyes—I had to look away.

And I saw Bonnie and Caroline standing a few feet away, outright staring at us.

As if the lust had been a mere catalyst, anger reignited with a roar. I shoved away from him and shouldered the door open, launching myself out. I was about to walk away but the thought that he was using me until he could get Katherine back made me mad enough to forget my senses. Whirling back around, I glared. “Another show.”

Damon, lips glistening, fixed me with bedroom eyes. “Get back in the car, and I’ll take you where no one’s watching.”

What was wrong with me that my first impulse was to do it? Let a killer, one I’d seen attack someone, who was constantly threatening the people I knew, take me someplace secluded?

Unsure who I was more furious with, Damon or myself, the camaro’s door slammed shut with a bang.

This world was twisting me up. He was twisting me up.

Those dangerous lips of his slipped into a bitter smile. As if he’d called my bluff but wasn’t pleased about it. Settling his sunglasses back on, Damon lifted his fingers from the steering wheel and rippled them in a wave.

I was tempted to flick him off but had cooled down enough for good sense to reassert itself. Or what passed as good sense, anyway. I was starting to doubt if I had much at all. I stuck to the sidewalk, walking to where Caroline and Bonnie stood, doing my best to ignore the growling camaro behind me as it pulled away.

Caroline shot me a little smirk at my approach. “So how is he?”

“I still haven’t slept with him, Caroline.” And I never would.

Surprise wiped the smugness from her face. “Couldn’t tell by that kiss.” She glanced to the side. “Right, Bonnie?”

Bonnie’s lips gave a half-hearted twitch as she shrugged. “I guess.”

I crossed my arms. “We’ve got programs to hand out, don’t we?”

Caroline frowned but dropped it. “Yes.” She handed me a stack from yesterday.

By unspoken agreement, the three of us headed in opposite directions. I wandered over to the corner across from the clocktower and the Grill.

The park itself was more of the town square. A few city’s blocks worth of real estate covered in cut grass and clusters of trees for shade. It wasn’t large, but like the rest of Mystic Falls, it was picturesque in that postcard view kind of way. A few tables had been set up already, some serving food and drinks, others featuring local crafts like handmade jewelry and knitwear, and even a table for face painting. Games were going on, everything from horseshoe and cricket to frisbee golf. As the afternoon passed, more and more people began to trickle in, and the park began to fill up.

I strolled my corner, handing out flyers to anyone who passed by. Most everyone had a friendly smile and seemed to know me—or, rather, Elena—by name.

I ran out of programs a half hour before sunset and wandered back towards the last place I’d seen Caroline and Bonnie. Neither girl was there, but a few yards away Matt sat with Tyler with some of the other players and a handful of girls. I couldn’t tell if they were all from the cheer squad, but supposed it was a safe bet that more than a few were.

Loathed as I was to deal with Tyler, Matt was a good guy. Of course, he wasn’t quite over Elena, if Caroline had been right. Still, they’d been friends, and would be again if anything from the show could still be depended on. Besides, he would know how Vicki was doing. I decided to put a toe in the waters, and if things were too awkward, I could always head off to try one of the games or browse the craft tables.

Hands in my jacket pockets, I climbed the small hill up to where a few picnic tables were gathered. A cooler sat on the ground. I doubted very much if the cans hidden inside sleeves were sodas. Some of the players sat on the table along with Tyler and Matt, the rest were either playing a small game of catch or standing around talking.

“Hey, Matt,” I said as I approached the table.

“Elena. Hi.” A sweet smile appeared on Matt’s face.

Tyler took one look and shook his head, turning away and taking a swig from the can in his hand.

“How are you doing?”

“Alright.” He motioned towards the cooler. “Want something to drink?”

“No, not right now, thanks.” I rocked on my heels, wondering what to say to someone you were supposed to have dated but had no memory of actually doing so.

“Feel free to grab something if you change your mind.”

I smiled.

“Where’s your new boyfriend?” Tyler asked, turning to stare over his shoulder.

Some of the shine left Matt’s face, but he didn’t look away or otherwise leave the conversation.

I brushed my hair back behind my ear. “Not sure. He said he’d be here later tonight.”

“You two meet through Stefan?” Matt asked.

I shook my head before putting my hand back into my pocket. “Actually, I spoke to Damon first. We ran into each other.” Before Matt could attempt to go above and beyond ex-boyfriend to friend duty, I asked, “How’s Vicki?”

Tyler snorted before Matt could answer. “Should ask your brother.” His eyes narrowed. “He was selling Vicki pot last I saw her.”

Shit.

Matt and I shared a frown.

“Maybe I should go look for him,” I murmured.

“You think?” Tyler replied before his can sloshed as he lifted it up for another drink

Matt shot his friend a ‘cool it’ look over his shoulder before turning back to me. “Need help?”

“Nah.” I was pretty sure I’d find Jeremy lurking around Vicki at the Grill. “Thanks.”

“No problem.”

I felt Matt’s eyes lingering as I made my way down the knoll in the general direction of the Grill. It was only a few minutes’ walk. The sun was starting to sink, cooling the evening air. The streetlamps had come on and the first few lightening bugs were out. It wouldn’t be long before the comet made its appearance.

I checked for a clear space in traffic and hurried across the street. I was close enough to hear the pulsing beat of music thrumming out of the Grill. With a buzz of ozone, a nearby light flickered when a familiar voice called, “Elena.”

“Uncle John.” I walked further along the sidewalk, until I reached the steps that led down into a small side alleyway.

Uncle John was standing at the bottom beneath a light hanging over what must have been a back entrance to the Grill.

I hoped he wasn’t waiting for vampires.

John had a contemplative bend to his brow and mouth. “I expected you to be at the park with your friends.”

“I thought Jeremy might be hanging around the Grill,” I explained, leaving out the selling of drugs bit. “I wanted to check in with him.”

John grinned. “Always looking after your little brother.”

I gave an awkward smile, rolling my shoulders forward. I didn’t think I’d done a very good job of keeping Jeremy safe lately.

“I won’t keep you from your friends.” He pushed off the wall. He glanced over my shoulder before focusing back on my face as he walked over to stand in front of me. “I wanted to tell you that you girls did an excellent job.”

“Thanks, but all I did was hand out some programs. I’ll tell Caroline and Bonnie you said so, though.”

“You’d be surprised how much a personal welcome can mean,” John said. “Don’t sell your efforts short, Elena.”

I gave another close-lipped smile. “Alright.”

His eyes flitted back behind me. “Suns almost down. Won’t be long before the comets visible.” He took a hand from his pocket and gestured towards the street. “Let’s get you back to your friends.”

I nodded and turned to climb the steps.

Even when my arm hurt from the sudden pressure of John’s grip, I still didn’t expect to be yanked off my feet.

It wasn’t vampiric strength that wrapped around my shoulders, pinning me against his chest, but it was more than Elena could wrest out of. I drew a breath, intending to scream, but sucked in a mouthful of wet cotton instead. A sickly-sweet smell came with it, one that curled up into my sinuses, sinking wherever its tendrils spread.

Oddly, it was the darkness that crept like incoming fog around the edges of my vision that panicked me. In that moment between awareness and unconsciousness, a terrible foreboding arose. Something was coming for me. The same thing that came every night.

And it terrified me more than the man dragging me further into the alley.

[kirawritesaboutevanstan]

Get to know me? 200 follower celebration thingy.

SORRY FOR SPAMMING TODAY.

Already did a thank you but then I saw this fun one, and I thought why not make one?? So yeah. Get to know me I guess? I don’t even know if anyone will see this or even read it hahah. But whatever, here it is. A ton of random questions that I’ve answered.

 What is your name? My actual real name is Amalie, but I tend to use Kira online for reasons.

Are you named after anyone? No, I don't think so.

When was the last time you cried? A few days ago

Do you have kids? If no, how many do you want? No kids and I don't know whether I want any.

If you were another person, would you be a friend of yourself? Yeah I’m cool.

What position do you normally sleep in? My stomach hugging a worm made of my blankets, one arm stretched out over my head. Just to really mess up my neck and spine you know.

Do you use sarcasm a lot? Way too much.

What’s the first thing you notice about people? Their eyes?

What is your eye color? Green

Scary movie or happy endings? Happy endings for sure.

Favorite smells? Lavender, flowers, and citrus.

What’s the furthest you’ve ever been from home? Egypt.

Do you have any special talents? I can sound like a seal dying?

Where were you born? Denmark near Copenhagen

What’s your zodiac sign? Do you believe in it? Scorpion and no not at all

What are your hobbies? Drawing, writing and watching Netflix.

Do you have any pets? Yes, two Giant African land snails.

Do you have any siblings? A big brother, he is cool.

What do you want to be when you grow up? I have no idea??

How long have you known your best friend? About 3 years I think, she's great.

How did you meet your best friend and why did you become friends? We moved in together alongside some others, very hard to explain, but she kind of forced me to friends with her ( a good way) And now I love her.

Who was your first best friend? A girl called Kimbely, we aren't friends anymore though.

How tall are you? Around 5,3

Things about someone that you find attractive? I have a thing for hands. I like beards, long hair, broad shoulders and big chests I think. Not that picky but I kind of have found a theme in my crushes. 

Would you like to meet any of your Tumblr friends in person? Yeah, sure one day.

What is the least favorite thing about yourself? I’m very insecure and tend to panic a lot, also I don’t stand up for myself.

Funniest moment throughout School? We once tied our teacher to a chair and pushed her out in the hallway. She was laughing with us.

How many countries have you visited? 8-9

What was your favorite/worst subject in High School? Loved English and Danish. Hated Math.

What is your Favorite drink? Animal? Perfume? Soda, Pepsi Max. Alcohol, cider. Animal, Owls or tigers. Perfume, I don't know.

What would you (or have you) name your children? I like Noah, Liam, Valter, Emma, Alma, and Mathilde.

What Sports do you play/Have you played? I have tried a ton but never stuck with any of them.

Who are some of your favorite YouTubers? The yogscast, Game Grumps, Cody Ko, Dodie and Jenna Marbles.

How many Girlfriends/Boyfriends have you had? Zero.

Why did one of your friendships end? Because she was a lying cunt.

Favorite memory from childhood? I have no idea.

A random memory from your childhood: Uh, I once broke a tooth because I faceplanted a log. I fell a lot as a kid.

What was the last dream you remember having? I dreamt that I was in Sweden with my family and Chris Evans for some reason and he kept asking me out, insisting that my eyes would be pretty on a Sunday or Monday, those were the only days he had time to take me out. We never got around to it before I woke up, but he was very interested so that was nice. And I got really annoyed because my internet wouldn't work and I wanted to text my friend to tell her that Evans asked me out.

How would you describe your fashion sense? Black and floral.

Name 5 facts about your appearance: Uh, plus size, short, tends to wear black, usually wears a bandana in a messy bun and I have glasses.

What phone do you have? (iOS v Android?) Android, Samsung.

Tell us one of your bad habits! I sometimes pick my nose? gross I know.

3 things that upset you? Not being understood, being ignored and being lied too.

3 things that make you happy? Being listened to properly, writing and spending time with animals.

How is your relationship with parents? Very close to my mom but not that close to my dad.

What’s on your mind? Way too many things.

What’s your talent? Do I have one? probably not.

What’s a band you’ve been obsessed with lately? Twenty one pilots, I love them and have for a few years.

One word that describes you? Awkward.

What're your favorite quotes? This too shall pass. 

Any pets? I’ve got two Giant African land snails. Hence the blog name.

What is the farthest you’ve been from home? Egypt.

How do you start a conversation? I have no idea. I'm an awkward anxious bean.

Who do you miss right now? Sebastian Stan?? No, I don't know. Does my cat count? He was cute.

Are you an extrovert or an introvert? Introvert definitely. 

Are you left or right handed? Right-handed

Do you consider yourself a good cook? I’m decent.

Does your name have a special meaning? Hardworking

If money were no object what would you get for your next birthday? Probably new bed sheets and clothing, maybe things for my apartment.

If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be? London maybe.

Have you ever been admitted to a hospital? Why? Does a psychiatric ward count? I took an overdose. Tmi sorry.

What’s your favorite thing to have for breakfast? I like freshly baked bread.

What’s your favorite gadget? My laptop? It’s sick.

What’s your longest relationship so far? Haven’t been in one.

Post two selfies. Wow, rude. Uh okay.

Here is my face with one of my snails? 

And just my face? 

[chemicalmiraclee]

1-134

sorry for the delay my dude i havent been home today

1. name: Jenna

2. age: 20

3. 3 fears: heights, squirrels, talking to people lmao

4. 3 things i love: coffee, working out, girls

5. 4 turn ons: a good connection, good conversation, eyes, smile

6. 4 turn offs: bad listeners, no connection, nothing in common, boys

7. my best friend: Raieeee

8. sexual orientation: gay

9. my best first date: i went to my exes dorm room and we didnt really do much we just layed in bed and watched netflix and talked and enjoyed each others company and it was wholesome and innocent and perfect

10. how tall am i: 5′2

11. what do i miss: a person

12. what time was i born: i have no idea

13. favorite color: tiffany blue or seafoam green

14. do i have a crush: nope

15. favorite quote: “You miss 100% of the shots you dont take.”- Michael Scott

16. favorite place: Montauk, LI

17. favorite food: lately mozzarella sticks

18. do i use sarcasm: sometimes if im feelin moody

19. what am i listening to rn: a band called Homesafe 

20. first thing i notice in a person: uhhh maybe their eyes

21. shoe size: 7

22. eye color: green

23. hair color: dark blonde? light brown?

24. favorite style of clothing: oversized ugly sweaters that were $3 on etsy or like various band merchs

25. ever done a prank call: noo

27. meaning behind my url: its a Moose Blood album

28. favorite movie: i just saw The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo and that was pretty cool

29. favorite song: right now its Houdini by nothing,nowhere.

30. favorite band: lately ive been feelin Have Mercy, but also Sorority Noise

31. How i feel right now: drained, stressed

32. someone i love: my mom, my dog

33. my current relationship status: single as hell

34. relationship with my parents: pretty decent rn but thats rare so that could change 

35. favorite holiday: either christmas or easter

36.  tattoos and piercings i have: lilacs, an arrow and a lotus flower; five on my ears, nipples septum and nose

37. tattoos and piercings i want: im hopefully getting a mountain tattoo soon; im good with piercings fornow but i do want to stretch my ears again

38. reason i joined tumblr: idk im gay and sad

39. do me and my last ex hate eachother: i dont hate him but idk if that feeling is mutual

40. do i ever get goodmorning/night texts: lololololol no?

41. have i ever kissed the last person i texted: nope

42. when did i last hold hands: last night my dog reached for my hand with her paw HA

43. how long does it take to get ready in the morning: not long maybe like 10 minutes 

44. have you shaved your legs in the last three days: yes 

45. where am i right now: bed

46. if i were drunk and cant stand whos taking care of me: raieee

47. do i like my music loud or reasonable: reasonable

48. do i live with my parents:yup

49. am i excited for anything: i get paid this week thats exciting 

50. do i have someone of the opposite sex i can tell everything to: sure

51. how often do i wear a fake a smile: too often

52. when was the last time i hugged someone: today

53. what if the last person i kissed was kissing someone in front of me: i dont care lol

54. is there anyone i trust even though i should not: maybe idk

55. what is something i disliked about today: i didnt have time to work out like usual

56. if i could meet anyone on earth who woul it be: bernie sanders

57. what do i think about most: idk my mind is alwasy racing

58. whats my strangest talent: i can put my leg behind my head

59. strangest phobia: too many to list im scared of everything

60. do i prefer to be behind the camera or infront of it: behind it 

61. what was the last lie i told: idk 

62. do i prefer talking on the phone to chatting online: i hate any form of phone call unless im really comfortable with the person

63. do i belive in ghosts/aliens: ghosts sure but aliens nah

64. do i believe in magic: no

65. doi believe in luck: maybe

66. whats the weather right now: freezing

67. what was the last book i read: Salt by Nayyirah Waheed

68.do i like the smell of gasoline: yes honestly

69. do i have any nicknames: Jenna

70. worst injury ive ever had: nerve damage and 10 stitches in my finger

71. do i spend money or save it: spend

72. can i touch my nose with my tongue: nah

73. is there anything pink in 10 feet from me: yes my victorias secret perfume 

74. favorite animals: lately hedgehogs forwhatever reason

75. what was i doing last night at 12am: probably netflix

76. what do i think satans last name is: this is such a random question

77. whats a song that always makes me happy when i hear it: its basic but riptide is a happy song

78. how can you win my heart: just do all the talking and let me sit there and listen bc i dont like to talk

79. what would i want to be written on my tombstone: here for a good time, not a long time

80. what is my favorite word: bumblefuck

81. my top 5 fav blogs on tumblr: @keepyouinmindfromtimetotime, @keepyouinmindfromtimetotime, so on and so forth (self promotion)

82. if the whole world were listening to me right now what would i say: idk not much

83. do i have relatives in jail: no

84. superpower of choice: mind reading or teleportation

85. what would be a question id be afraid to tell the truth on: oooh idk this could have multiple answers

86. current desktop picture: like marbly blue

87. had sex before: yes 

88. bought condoms: noo

89. gotten pregnant: nope

90. failed a class: lmao yes

91. kissed a boy: yes

92. kissed a girl: many a times

93. kissed in the rain: yes

94. had a job: yes i am a barista 

95. left the house without my wallet: yes

96. bullied someone on the internet: no its usually the other way around

97. had sex in public: uhhhh

98. played on a sports team: yup

99. smoked weed: yes

100. did drugs: nah

101. smoked cigarettes: yuup

102. drank alchol: yes im drunk whle typing this

103. am i vegetarian/vegn: used 2 b

104. been overweight: nope

105. been underweight: very

106. been to a wedding: yes

107. been on the computer for 5 straight hours: yes lmao

108. watched tv for 5 straight hours: yes lmao

109. been out of the country: no :(

110.gotten my heart broken: too many times

111. been to a professional sports game: yup

112. broken a bone: yes

113. cut myself: ya

114. been to prom: no 

115. been in an airplane: yes i hate it

116. fly in a helicopter: no

117. concerts ive been to: too many to list idek

118. had a crush on someone of the same sex: yea haha

119. learned another language: i took italian in hs

120. wore make up: sometimes

121. lost my viriginity before 18: yes

122. had oral sex: sure 

123. dyed my hair: yes its been blue, purple, pink, red, black all of the above

124. voted in a pres election: yes

125. rode in an ambulance: nope

126. had surgery: i dont think so maybe once when i was little

127. met someone famous: yes

128. stalked someone on social media: i mean define stalking. like ive looked through peoples instagrams? 

129. peed outside: literally never

130. been fishing: yup

131. helped with charity: yes!

132. been rejected by a crush: id have to put myself out there to be rejected which i dont do so no

133. broken a mirror: too many times

134. what do i want for my birthday: uhhh idk 

[coffeesippinbooksniffer-blog]

  Top 5 Reasons Immortal Guardians make the Best Book Boyfriends

Hello!  Thank you for joining me.  I’m here today to celebrate the release of BLADE OF DARKNESS, the seventh book in my Immortal Guardians series. If you like powerful preternatural heroes, strong heroines, action scenes that will keep you flipping pages well past your bedtime, and romance that is alternately steamy and sweet and laced with humor, then I think you’ll enjoy this book.

To whet your appetite for Aidan and Dana’s story and to give you a glimpse of what you’ll find in my Immortal Guardians series if you’re new to it, I thought I would mention the Top 5 Reasons Immortal Guardians Make the Best Book Boyfriends.

  1

They love strong women.

Ethan sent Heather a grin. “I keep trying to tell you, honey, immortal males aren’t stupid. We LOVE strong women.”

Aidan smiled at Dana. “We really do.” And the affection that accompanied his words as he stared down at her made warmth unfurl inside her.

 —Blade of Darkness

  “You’re a strong, beautiful woman who knows her way around a blade.  I find that” — he drew in a deep breath as his eyes traveled over her with a heat that scorched her — “incredibly appealing.”

—Étienne, Darkness Rises

  “You’re beautiful, you’re smart, you think quickly in a crisis, AND you kick ass.  Do you have any idea what a desirous combination that is?”

—Ethan, Shadows Strike

  “Beautiful, brave and possessed of violent tendencies.  I like her.”

—Marcus, Darkness Dawns

  2

They like to laugh and tease.

“You think I’m a geek now, don’t you?” Aidan jested.

She relaxed a little more. “No.”

“First I say caboose. Now, this.”

She smiled. “Actually, I thought your caboose was cute.” Her eyes widened. “THE caboose,” she corrected hastily. “I thought THE caboose was cute. You’re SAYING it, I mean.”

He winked. “I prefer the first one.”

She laughed. “I bet you do.”

—Blade of Darkness

  3

They’re fiercely protective of those they love.

“I’m okay,” Aidan whispered. “We both are. I’ll never let anyone harm you, Dana. I vow it. I’d give my life to protect you.”

—Blade of Darkness

  “No one will harm you, Heather,” Ethan vowed.  “They would have to go through me first.”

She smiled.

“What?”

She gave him a titillating once-over.  “You’re hot when you’re all tough and protective.”

He grinned.  “Stop tempting me.  Chris is on his way, so I need to keep my head.”

—Shadows Strike

  4

They kick ass.

Lisette gasped as Zach tore through the vampires like a tornado.

Holy sh**, he’s fast! Richart thought and took a step forward, his fascinated gaze glued to the tempest below.

It didn’t take long.

Zach stilled in the center of the pack, knees bent, blades dripping, face marbled with blood.  Seven vampires sank lifelessly to the ground, their bodies spread around him like the petals of a flower, as the virus went to work and they began to shrivel up like mummies.

—Night Unbound

  5

You just never know what they’re going to say.

“You look a bit like you want to hit me over the head with the bread basket.”

—Aidan, Shadows Strike

  “All right.  All right.  Settle down.  We’re all glad Sarah stabbed Bastien in the ass.”

—Seth, Phantom Shadows

  “For some reason, admitting that makes me feel like a naughty school boy caught peeking up his teacher’s skirt.”

—Bastien, Phantom Shadows

  “What did you think I would do? Ask her if I could braid her hair after we gave each other facials and painted our toenails?”

—Marcus, Night Reigns

  “I SUCK at dating.”

—Aidan, Shadows Strike

  “I did NOT need to see that.  I mean I REALLY did not need to see that.  Jenna, honey, grab one of my daggers and poke out both my eyes.”

—Richart, Night Unbound

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Dana Pembroke has been able to glimpse the future of those she touches for as long as she can remember.  But she never saw Aidan coming.  When the tall, dark Celt with the charming grin yet world-weary eyes walks through her door, the future she sees for him is one full of violence, danger, deception… and passion.  Because amidst the terrifying battles that unfold in her visions, she also sees herself in Aidan’s arms and in his bed.  Dana knows she should keep her distance, but the tender moments and laughter they share entice her even as she finds herself thrust into a world of vampires, immortals, and other preternatural beings.

Immortal Guardian Aidan O’Byrne has been hunting and slaying psychotic vampires for nearly three thousand years, so visions of bloody battles don’t trouble him.  The battles Dana foresees, however, show Aidan’s brethren turning against him, so he can’t help but feel alarmed.  While he spends as much time as he can with Dana, struggling to decipher her dire predictions, Aidan finds himself utterly smitten. Hope rises that he has finally found a woman who can banish the darkness and loneliness that plague him. But when vampires begin targeting Dana and a powerful enemy spawns chaos, will fate grant them time to find happiness together?

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  Author Bio:

Dianne Duvall is the New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author of the Immortal Guardians series and The Gifted Ones series. Reviewers have called Dianne’s books “fast-paced and humorous” (Publishers Weekly), “utterly addictive” (RT Book Reviews), “extraordinary” (Long and Short Reviews), and”wonderfully imaginative” (The Romance Reviews). Her books have twice been nominated for RT Reviewers’ Choice Awards and are routinely deemed Top Picks by RT Book Reviews, The Romance Reviews, and/or Night Owl Reviews.

Dianne loves all things creative. When she isn’t writing, Dianne is active in the independent film industry and has even appeared on-screen, crawling out of a moonlit grave and wielding a machete like some of the vampires she creates in her books.

For the latest news on upcoming releases, contests, and more, please visit DianneDuvall.com. You can also find Dianne online . . .

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Blade of Darkness Blog Tour with Dianne Duvall Top 5 Reasons Immortal Guardians make the Best Book Boyfriends Hello!  Thank you for joining me.  I’m here today to celebrate the release of BLADE OF DARKNESS, the seventh book in my Immortal Guardians series.