#good ol' tumblr tags eh

[ghost-ofsaturn]

hi tumblr, i have ran from twueiter dot com too

[icewindandboringhorror]

Baby boy brother birthday photos from last year that I just realized I never uploaded!

[jumpy-buggy-33]

Haha nothing like good ol people on tumblr asking you what your name is

Eh long story short there was this SUSSY person who tagged me and a mutual and uh.

Yeah no i hit block when the eh asked my name😘

I mean it’s already on here but still💀

[enniewritesathing]

discussion post #2 (i think?)

This may have been a small update but More Things happened and we gotta talk about it. (Or, I'm gonna talk about it.) More like a ramble, really.

Thoughts? Comments? Concerns? Speculation? Let's talk about it. 🤔

Behind the Scenes stuff:

first off, I wouldn't have the ability to even remotely do ANY of this part without @anothersimsstory's CC conversions and I'm glad I had the foresight of downloading it when I did. (they didn't delete their shit or anything but you know how it is sometimes) and the monitor by Theraven (I don't think they have a tumblr? they have a forum tho), and the EKG leads by @jellypawss. It really pays to make niche CC!!

I had to make swatches for the monitor since it is an important visual thing... but it was wholly contingent on me finding something that's close to actual vital signs and I looked everywhere but they were all stock images and obviously didn't work for what I needed. I then had to search high and low for for it, but I found it. For real!! I had to use TWO laptops (one for settings and the other for the actual monitor) and I screenshotted it, slapped it into paint to save it, make it a swatch, rinse/repeat for I think 15? idk how many

you may think, Ennie, that's a bit much, and I say, my attention to detail game is insane when it doesn't need to be but dammit, the visuals have to make sense from a glance. That and the offchance of someone who knows read the monitor would point something out about it. That said! I tried parcing out what EtCo2 is but all I got from it is was "high number bad".

seriously, I spent... a Stupid amount of time setting that up. 🅱️lease clap for me -- I can safely say that I don't think anyone else would go that far.

I told myself after finishing The Incident I was not gonna be doing 5/6 rigs all in one shot again. (🤡)

The lighting situation drove me up the damn wall and after a point, I just said fuck it. What I didn't anticipate was the stark contrast of John and The Werewolf talking and the memory in terms of setting. It's really cool, I think.

I fretted over this part the whole time because I didn't know what order I wanted and what I was going for, but I think I escalated it properly.

For The Werewolf's veins, I had to do the ol' S4S shuffle, but they are a combination of 3, maybe 4 and ofc had to make outfits for the progression, which is why he's still rocking the half-sleeve look (and from an age/timeline stand point makes him 21/22ish). You know what, let's look at them again!

it's a good look

Speaking of... I had to make a lot of The Werewolf solo poses and I found out that uh, it's all in the brows; they can completely change the meaning. It's bad enough with the angles and the general body language. (Or maybe not? Eh.)

Another visual thing -- The Big Scene... that one, I had going back and forth with it until I decided going all white for The Werewolf's eyes (or lack of pupils). It was far more striking and way scarier than the 'blank' eyes I tend to go with.

seriously, I contemplated on tagging it as a jump scare.

Oh! and the shaking of 3 pics, that was spur of the moment because I really kept going back into the post and something was just missing. I have a (cracked) PhotoMosh and I played with the setting a bit and bingo.

It is probably my favorite post so far. I had to settle with the fact that it's not gonna be the one to be spread around. Or any of it really.

Story Stuff:

There's so many crumbs in this! So. Many. There's even a loaf of bread or two. If you tell me what you're picking up on and you're on some kind of track, you get a cookie (🍪). (I'm serious, btw)

John's clearly shook. This may be the first time we've really seen him like this. And The Werewolf is nonchalant... (I will admit John looks very pretty when he's like this lol)

...or is he? I think there are more cracks in the dam than you'd think. A while back in a post that's somewhere on this blog, but John has a tendency to play with his hands when he's anxious.

Another thing that I just noticed is that they didn't really look at each other; I wonder what that's all about?

I've said it once and I'll say it again; even though they share the same body, John and The Werewolf look very different from one another, and I think that's neat.

Jordan being real about taking advantage of the fact that they're getting paid $$$ and they'd be dumb to not take up the offer.

I had to remember that Brian did not know John was a werewolf at this point in time, or even begin to really put 2+2 together. I call it a bit of genre blindness, helped by the fact that this didn't happen all the time. He just rolled with it. Also, wow he looks very young without his tats; ofc this was the college years and he was beginning to fill out/eating good.

Mark is the smartest dude in the whole story. He said, nope, nuh uh, I'm OUT. IYKYK.

There were so many pics I wanted to take of Daniel punching The Werewolf right in the solar plexus (or thereabouts it might've been slightly lower than that). As they say in the FGC, he failed to block that overhead.

I'm glad I decided to leave in the fact that The Werewolf couldn't see too well.

The Werewolf blew his vocal cords out screaming. He said that shit with his soul. Rarely do I go with the funky text with him since that's his "big scary werewolf" voice (that and he rarely speaks like that). My man said "I'll make you suffer my pain." Beautiful. Can't wait to see how that plays out.

That said, The Werewolf did work himself up to the point of nearly killing himself on accident. But as Charles predicted, his body hit the emergency button and shut that shit down.

I spent the most time worried about this part because it needed to get the point across without it being so... cheesy?

also, I have to say? The Werewolf is a Swearwolf. *rimshot*

The Fucking Around part has ended... The Finding Out part is really going to be fun to watch. (I mean, you can already do this if you haven't but now you have way more context.)

There's something about The Werewolf that's becoming apparent (to us). He's still holding back on his actual feelings. Not only that... he hasn't gotten to John himself and I think that's where it's really gonna go down. John knows this; he's not naive to think that he didn't have a role in all of this too. Something to think about.

Charles is a flat out Nasty Man (very derogatory) and yet, I kinda enjoy writing it.

I do love how he is formal with names, "dear ____" and referring to John's formal name Johnathan.

which I always forget this mfer is named Johnathan. Nobody calls him that.

[susgas-shenanigans]

I've been thinking about this again and I don't really think that the solution to "where could i post all of my art" has been fixed by a silly ol tag. Yea, posting my really old art is solved like this i guess but ehh

I just want a social media account where I could grow in, but which one is the problem. Tumblr is the one that I'm using the most recently but eh it does kinda feels like an echo chamber... Twitter, just no. I turned my twitter account into a gimmick account where I occasionally post silly drawings of Hop. Mostly because I know more Hop fans in twitter than any other social media, and it's also just where most of my Hop fanart is, so I just deleted the tweets that didn't really fit how I want the twitter account to be known for, and boom a place where I post Hop Pokémon ◉⁠‿⁠◉ Threads, I can't rn because I'm europeaon and that app is blocked for us, woo... Instagram, my art isn't so asthenicly pleasing it's mostly fanart of not that popular characters. BUT most of the people I know from real life— I have their insta... yeah no, I don't want to get bullied for the rest of my high school days because Jessica saw my shipart and thought it was really wierd, nah. Pinterest nope, it barely even counts as social media, people don't really connect and start friendships through Pinterest pins. It mostly used for artist to get inspo or get robbed because there's stolen art EVERYWHERe. Deviant art, I missed the train with that one. Youtube, you don't really get fame from posting on the community tab unless you also upload art-related videos, but videos are a whoole different thing from just drawing one thing and that's it,, so nope. Amino is dead rip... Sketchers United is actually good and you can also post your art uncompressed, but it's dying aswell.........

god I can't find a social media for me

and why am I even trying, I can't be social fo shit from how neo i am. I really do need a media place

i want to post most of my old art so I would have a place to look at them again.. erm so i hope nothing bad happens uhhnbdv

[dangerliesbeforeyou]

ok so last year i made a list of ‘things i did in 2020 that i’m proud of’ so... i thought, hey let’s make this a tradition!

so to see out 2021 i’m going to list some things i achieved which i’m proud of!

(btw this isn’t a tagging game or anything, but if any of y’all wanna also do this feel free to tag me cos i’d love to see what y’all are proud of!!!!!!!! let’s head into 2022 with some good ol’ fashioned positivity eh? 

1) got a job!!!!!!! that actually pays regularly!!!!! (albeit only for 6 months but... still!!!!!) 

2) in said job, i did several of my first art murals which i am INCREDIBLY proud of!

3) accepted & became so much more comfortable with my gender expression (& embraced my genderqueerness lol.... yes that is a word shut up)

4) spent a lot of time on tumblr (which i know doesn’t sound like something i should be proud of, but this place has always been my lil haven and i interacted with so many wonderful people (a lot for the first time) this year and y’all just made this year so much more bearable THANK YOU THANK YOU <3)

5) watched 52 films this year (many of which i’d been wanting to for ages!) along with loads of great series!!

6) recorded 8 songs (covers & originals) and overall have really been working on improving my singing ability

7) did a lot of art, a lot of which i genuinely love!

8) my art got featured on tumblr radar which is honestly a high that i still havent come down from & it happened in like... january time lol

9) came out as bi to my mum! (shit i totally forgot i did this tbh pfft... she was completely fine with it but it was still a massive moment for me lol)

10) got involved in a couple projects, one of which has my art featured in an actual museum exhibition catalogue which is fucking INSANE lol 

Overall, as shit as this year has been for everyone, I am so proud of so much I’ve been able to do... which makes me cautiously hopeful for next year lol <3

Happy new year peeps!

[boogiewrites]

Mae Flowers Ch. 8

Characters: Alfie Solomons x Mae LeBlanc (OFC)

Summary: A modern, magical Alfie Solomons AU. Alfie takes Mae out to celebrate a milestone in her magical work. It turns into an evening of deep conversation and bonding, learning about one another.

Warnings/Tags: Language.Magic/Supernatural.FLUFF. Bonding. Talk of being soul mates. Support/Love. Talk of confidence issues and mild bad memories.

Click on my screenname then go to Mobile Masterlist in my bio for my other works and chapters. (Had to do this since Tumblr killed links, sorry.)

“Go throw something on that makes you feel like celebratin’ and we’ll go out ‘n do just that.”

It was a simple enough request. But one Mae was having a hard time with. She watched the grass and soul gather in the antique tub's drain, washing the sweat from the sun off her warm brown skin. Wiggling her yellow-painted toes, she took a few deep breaths to ease the sense of anxiety building and give the many potted and ivy plants in the bathroom a good dose of co2.

She stood before her full-length mirror in her room whose colors all deep jewel tones made her feel at peace. A mix of malachite, amethyst, and a pop of color with citrine soothed her as she adjusted her dress. Mae wasn’t the “going out” type. Like most, she had a dress that had been dormant in her closet for ages. The one that you bought on a whim when you had some manic episode where you swore you’d start going out and dating and having fun like everyone said you should. But it just sat in the back of your closet. A reminder of money wasted and goals not met.

She frowned, her dark curls against her shoulders only covered by the thin straps of the bold red dress. Her hands moved across her body, a pudge to her stomach, her hips wide from her pear shape and her breasts barely enough to fill out the cups of the dress. It reminded her of the “hot girl” dresses in 90s movies from when she was younger. Cinched in a baby doll cut and the rest hugging her body in a way she was unfamiliar with showing off. Her denim cut-offs and a tank or shop t-shirt were her go to outfits. She never purposely dressed up to seem more attractive, it was function over fashion for her at this point in her life. The last time she’d gotten “dressed up” had been when Ruth and Nancy set her up with a “nice boy” from their church. What a bust that had been.

She let herself take a deep breath to gather what confidence she could and it only deflated into a sigh. She let her head fall back and made silent protests with clawed hands and an angry face before stomping and glaring at her reflection. Why couldn’t she just feel...good? She was a so-called powerful witch but all she saw looking back at her was an unsure girl. Not the confident woman she wished she was. Her chest aches a bit, a pit in her stomach as sadness came and went, flashes of failed attempts at dates and moments others killed her hard work at feeling confident in one single comment.

“Okay…” she exhaled forcefully. “This is as good as it’s going to get.” She flops her hands to her hips and decides maybe a cardigan would be an acceptable addition to the outfit. She could cover up a bit, but it wouldn’t look like she was trying to hide. Yeah. That’d work. She found comfort in the extra layer, adjusting it over her cleavage as she exited her bedroom.

Alfie stood relaxed and confident as always. He looked up to her, hazy blue eyes under a heavy brow of ginger tinged hair. He blinks slowly and watches her unsure movements. He could very literally see the dark haze of uncertainty around her but only a blind man couldn’t see how shy she felt.

“Why’ve ya got a sweater on? It’s blazin' out.” Alfie asks with a furrowed brow as he sees her usually sunny disposition missing.

“If you think it’s hot now I have some bad news about the summers in the south.” she answers back, a clear deflection.

“I know it’s hot enough to melt ya bollocks to your leg down ‘ere but that’s not what I asked now was it?”

Her face falls into a defensive expression. “It’s part of the outfit.” she says and averts her eyes from his.

“Mae. Now, what would be the point in lying to me? When I don’t even have to get into that noggin of yours to read it.”

“None I guess.”

“So why are ya?”

“Because I don’t wanna get into it,” she states with an attitude-filled head shake. “I’m just trying to...get through this night out you wanted to do.”

“Nope.” he says with a clap of his hands and moves her over to the couch. He squats in front of her and stares her down. “We don’t lie to each other Mae. Not only is it pointless it serves no purpose for growth. And that’s why we’re together. So I’ll ask again.”

“Just read my mind if you wanna know so bad. Since you can just poof everything into existence without trying.” she snaps back.

“You’re acting like a teenager, Mae. You’re a grown woman.”

She glares at him because he’s right. “I’m wearing it because I want to hide. Is that what you want to hear?” she blurts out.

“The truth yes but I never want you to feel poorly.” he pats her knee. “Why?”

She huffs out, feeling her face be red with embarrassment and hurt and anger. “Because I don’t… I’ve never worn this and it’s tight and I’m not… I don’t wear things like this because it’s something hot girls wear and I’m not that.”

“No, you are not.”

His eyes blink and go wide at his response.

“You are a beautiful woman. Not some slaggy young thing. You are of substance. Of...principal and power.” He sees the tears prickle up in her eyes from her rush of emotions. “You also look lovely in that dress. Red suits you. It’s a shame a woman like you would lack confidence when you owe the world nothing. You gracing these mortals with your visage is a gift they do not deserve.”

“You’re just being full of shit now Alfie.” she groans.

“No. No Mae darling I am not. I said no lies did I not? I stand by that.” he raises her chin with his calloused index finger. “I understand that your big big soul is feeling lots of things in this little human body of yours. I know you’ve been hiding it from me and I commend you for trying to handle it all on your own. But the purpose of us existing my love is to NOT have to deal with these burdens alone. Now tell Alfie what is wrong so he may mend it.” he leans in to kiss her forehead and hug her. It was too much for her little heart to handle. “Let it out little one.” he shushes as she sniffles and pretends she doesn’t want to sob and wail.

“I just feel so… boring. So not confident and I don’t like what I see when I look in the mirror. Nothing is where I want it. I don’t look how I should. I don’t-” she hiccups and he wipes away her tears.

“Says who? Who told you you had to look any certain way? Some old rich white man behind a desk who doesn’t give a shit about you and only wants your sorrow to make more money off of things you don’t need based on self-hate? Who do these negative emotions serve eh? Not you. And you are all you have to be concerned with. You are as you are. As you are is how you should be. There is no “supposed to” in reality, Mae love. There is only a culture that hates women. And you are so very fuckin' far above their standards and expectations I cannot even begin to tell you. You are otherworldly. A soul full of sunshine and vulnerability. Things most humans hide from. You are growing and with that comes those damned waves of emotions. This is why we do the shadow work, yeah? We accept all parts of us, and release what no longer serves us? I’m not just talkin’ out me arse love. I promise.”

“You...really?” she sniffles.

“Not to force any standards of beauty upon you my darling little sunspot but you are the most beautiful soul I have ever encountered and will ever encounter. To me you are perfection and I hope one day to make you see that as well.”

She begins to cry again and he takes her back into his arms. “You’re so nice to me-ee-e.” she stutters.

“Only honest pet. You created life with your thoughts today Mae bug!” he squeezes her upper arms. “You are so powerful. And you’ve barely scratched the surface. Now let's dry those tears, right? Let’s take off this shroud of negativity you call a jumper.” he chuckles and takes it off her and then pats her cheeks with it.

“It’s a sweater you cockney bastard.” she lets out a giggle that he answers with an amused snort.

“There she is.” he bops her on the nose. “A smart mouth and cheeky disposition was something I always did favor in a woman.” he muses and helps her up from the couch. “And you are a clever little thing. Far too smart to feel so low about yourself.”

“Thank you.” she says quietly.

“Now chin up pumpkin. We are going to go out and have a wonderful time, yeah? Celebrate your progress and the simple fact it is a beautiful evening and we just so happen to exist at the same time. That’s enough cause for a drink and a good meal.”

“You’re… very good with words.” she says as he fusses with her curls and wipes away any running mascara from her eyes.

“Thank you. Ol’ cockney bastard like me has to have something going for him, eh?” he grins.

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Mae sat back and enjoyed the breeze in Alfie's antique car that resembled more of a boat to her. It was long, a bit excessive but it did suit him. Something quirky for a man that looked like some sort of mystical cult leader in dress and charm. He could feel the calm around them now. The late evening air humid but the breeze made it tolerable. With her head laid back in a nest of curls and her eyes closed the golden light of the sunset highlighted the round highs of her face. A round heart-shaped face with doll eyes and high cheek bones and a button nose sat in the middle of all the delicate softness. He smiles softly, glancing over and seeing her take in the day's last touch of sunlight as it sets.

“You seem to be doing better.” he speaks softly and pats her knee to break her from her half-hearted moment of meditation.

“I am.” She answers softly.

“You seem like the type to enjoy solitude and silence more than the company of others.”

“Yeah. When I was young I wanted to have ‘my’ people so bad. My own little group. But then I got used to being alone. Now I prefer it.”

“When other's lower vibrations drain your energy it’s hard to want to be around that. We can work on shielding. But tonight is about a good time. What is a good time for you Mae? What is that moment you just sit and relish in and appreciate?”

She tilts her head in thought. Blinking slowly she tries to find her happy place. “In the morning on Sundays. I’ve slept well and have the day off. I’ve got my favorite mug and I’m in my little spot in the sunroom. It’s raining and Percy is asleep on the bench. My music is playing in the kitchen. Outside is quiet and all you hear is the rain. You can forget you live around people on those mornings. Everything foggy and dewy and the sheets of rain run off the glass ceiling.” She lets out a content exhale. “That’s my favorite time.”

“Lovely innit. Life’s simple pleasures.” He mused and scratches his chin. “I believe I can work with that.” He nods. “I know a little hidden beer garden I believe you might enjoy. We'll go there.”

“A beer garden?”

“Yeah.” He says obviously and confused by the questioning inflection in her voice.

“What’s that?”

He turns and blinks rapidly at her for a moment before looking to the road. “You dont-?” His brows furrowed in question. “You don’t know what a beer garden is?”

“Would I be askin' if I did?”

He lets out a small snort of amusement. “‘Spose not. A pub-a bar outdoors. This one's in the old part of the city.”

“I don’t go there much because of the tourists.”

“No tourists where we’re going. Not exactly Bourbon street.”

“So an outside bar? Do they call those beer gardens? Weird.”

“Well, I think you not having tea in every restaurant is weird.”

“We got sweet tea.” She grins.

“We are not having this argument again Mae. That abomination is NOT tea. It’s sugar water in a cowboy hat.”

She lets out a giggle that warms him, recalling an almost argument on sweet tea and good British char one night before bed. Mae didn’t see what the big deal was. But she was promptly informed by Alfie it’s because she was a bloody yank so she never would.

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The place he took her was off the beaten path. A small old white building with a courtyard in the middle with small iron tables and canopies. It was quiet and rustic and full of plants along the walls and in decorative planters. It felt green and wet and lush and alive and she felt oddly at home. A gentlemanly pulling out of her chair before he sat, his crystal pendants glinted in the sun around his neck. They lay at the edge of his vest, a dark and worn fabric over his usual worn in white button ups.

“Order whatever you like darlin' this is a treat for you.”

“I’m gonna order sweet tea.”

“Cheeky bugger.” he smirks and keeps his eyes on the menu.

“I’m not sure.” She says quietly.

“When I say order what you like I do mean you could order the whole fuckin' thing.”

She blinks and thinks a moment. “What if I actually did?” Her big curious eyes have a smile to them as she looks his way.

“I wouldn’t have to worry bout cookin' dinner for a tick then would I?” He answers with a playful nod her way. “I think I’ll go with seafood.” He says after a long pause. “No point in wastin' bein so close to the water eh? Perhaps calamari to start. Fried, of course, because you lot can’t just leave things be.”

“Never had that.”

“Hmmph. Guess you will be tonight.” He affirms with a nod.

“We could get the variety appetizer. I haven’t tried escargot either.”

“A day of firsts calls for a night of the same.” He declares confidently to her. “We are here for you Mae. Indulge.”

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They sit among multiple plates and drinks, the frosted glass of the table growing cool as the sun sets and the garden lights and music turned on. A little candle was lit on the table for “ambiance” the waitress said with a wink. Mae tried to hide a blush but ALfie felt the ruffle of energy come from her and hid an amused smirk.

“Can I have some of your-?”

“Yes, of course, scoot ya bum over here.” Alfie chuckles and pulls her chair next to him. With their arms pushed together she lets out a small but audible content sigh. She continues to pick at his appetizers and he at hers. A vibrating calm between them as they touch.

“Nice innit?”

“It’s really good.” Her answer is muffled by the food in her mouth.

“The food is yes but not what I meant.”

“Wat.” She says with stuffed cheeks and wide questioning eyes.

“This.” He holds his hand out palm up on the table.

She looks at it and blinks.

In his head, he hears. “What the fuck?” And he laughs.

“Put your hand over mine Mae bug.” He chuckles as he holds her hand a few inches above his own. She holds in and swallows, she gives a small shiver in response. He touches his fingertips to hers.

“It tickles.” She giggles and slaps his hand.

“Not into tickling?”

She shrugs. “Not really? Not really had it done before.”

“How’s bout this?” He asks with a nod of his head, lacing their fingers together and resting

“Mmm.” She hums and smiles at him. “That you or the alcohol?”

“Can’t take credit completely. Can’t feel it myself without you.” He says it matter of factly but he feels the sentimental response like warm honey through his veins.

She studies his face a moment and then their hands, taking her time and connecting and disconnecting, tips then palms, moving to put as much skin to skin as she can. With their arms and shoulders pushed against one another, she speaks softly in realization, “It's when we touch.”

He makes a grunt of agreement. “What’s it feel like for you?” His curiosity gets the better of him.

“It’s...good.” She says after a pause.

“You can be more descriptive than that.” He scolds playfully.

“Than what’s it like for you?” She sass's back and takes a drink with her free hand.

“There was a place...long long ago I lived alone. Which is what I preferred. I got away from my old life, a pipe dream to be sure. But it was the happiest I had been before...this life. Feels like that relief. But without the loneliness.” He looks at her and she once again has tears in her eyes. “Oh come now love do your eyes ever dry?” He laughs and dabs at her cheeks.

“That’s better than I could ever put it.” She says and smiles. A sniffle and she squeezes back. “It’s our souls right? They missed each other this much? It’s like I feel warm down into my bones.”

“We missed you more than even my silver tongue can express.”

She lets out a heavy sigh. “I must’ve missed you too. Because this feels…” she smiles sweetly and puts her head on his shoulder, only feeling more contentment. “Feels right.”

“Like morning sunshine. Warm and dare, I admit,  happy.”

“Probably Like a good hug or like when Ruth makes me a pie when I’m sad.”

“I do suppose that would be rather good.”

“The best.” She smiles as she rests her cheek on him. “Man… people are missing out. This is like drugs.” She softly laughs.

“Why did you say it's probably like a good hug? Odd way to put it.”

“Well… people say hugs from people you love or miss are the best.” She pauses. “But I don’t know that I’ve ever had one of those.” She admits.

“I admit I don’t know how you aren’t beloved by everyone. A sunspot like yourself should know of everything good and pleasurable in life. You deserve only the best Mae. And if I can help it I’ll help you feel the love you’ve deserved. Show you how to open up. You are a white witch after all, you radiate love.”

“Guess it’s all going out and not stayin' in” she mumbles and gives him a half-smile. It was a rather good observation.

“So many things you haven’t done yet” Alfie muses as he feels her inexperience in her thoughts.

“I can… feel you up in there.” She pulls away and shakes her head, curls bouncing. She shivers. “That’s so strange I can… feel you in there now.”

“You’re learning how to.”

“It kinda… feels like you’re scratching an itch in my brain.”

“Because I mean no harm, only help.”

“Does it hurt if a bad person is trying to get in my head?”

“For a sensitive little bean like yourself, I would assume so. It’s all about intention. As I’ve said. I see loneliness and fear of missing out and I want to alleviate it. So with good intention brings good feeling.”

“What are you seeing?”

“I don’t want to upset you, darling.”

“It’s my head it won’t upset me.” she snorts.

“I see you alone at a school dance. On the bleachers. Watching everyone else dance together.”

“Yeah. That is a bit upsetting.” She shrugs. “But a long time ago.”

“It was...the first time you felt a real romantic rejection and alienation.” He squints his eyes as he saw a small underdeveloped Mae in an out of style hand me down dress hiding tears as a boy she thought might’ve liked her looked at her and laughed with his date that was the opposite of what she looked like.

“Yeah… it got easier after that.”

“Shutting out everyone else isn’t easier Mae it’s self-sabotage.”

“Well.” She says thoughtfully. “It made it hurt less.”

He looks down at her with understanding. She was so full of life and emotion and she was robbing herself from fear and it made him sad for a moment to see her potential being stunted due to the hateful actions of others. “I’m here to show you how to master your emotions to unlock your potential, love.”

“That sounds...exhausting.” She looks down at his hand and rubs its embrace with her thumb.

“Nah. We can start small.” He insists with a look around. “Let’s start by checkin' something off your list.” He implores as he begins to rise.

“Like what?”

“I’m going to give you that dance.” He states obviously

“I don’t...I’m not a dancer.”

“Neither am I?” He laughs. “It’s about the experience. With it grows your confidence. It’s simple, I’ll show you.”

“I know HOW I just…” she glances around. “I don’t wanna in front of people.” She whispers

“I can fix that. Make it so no one notices us.”

“You can do that?”

“I can do most things you could ever imagine.” She looks around the small courtyard and weighs her options. He stood with a steady hand outreached .”I could even SHOUT ABOUT HOW ICED TEA IS SHIT...and no one can hear.” He grins.

Her eyes go wide but see's no one even glances their way as she rises to her feet. “Are we invisible?”

“No, just an illusion of the mind.”

“Can I be invisible?” She asks as he pulls her to the open center of the patio space.

“I can show you how to be very elusive. Although I don’t know why you would want to be.”

“Because I’m shy. Crippled with anxiety. Full of trauma. Where do you want to start?” She answers honestly but with a chuckle.

“We’ll start with this.” He pulls her close and minds his hands to keep it PG. She was skittish enough without adding physical affection to the mix.

She slowly gives in to his affectionate embrace. A simple back and forth and distanced as she’d wanted in her memory. He can feel the remnants of hurt the memory left around her, her yellow energy turning blue. “I know it means nothing when a man says these sorts of things, and only time will prove it to be true but you don’t have to worry about me rejecting your true self Mae. You do know that?” She looks up at him, knowing she must’ve been very bad at hiding her fear. “As cliche as it is we were made for each other and I have no intentions of abandoning this partnership.” He pauses and she lets out a heavy sigh. “I know love it seems like everyone has left you that’s said that. But I won’t yeah?” He gives her cheek a gentle playful stroke.

“Thank you. For trying to help me.” She says softly, feeling a warmth that wasn’t from the summer evenings still wet heat. “For being nice while I’m… still all...fucky.” She grins and lets out a soft laugh. “I know I’m grown but I feel like such a child sometimes. I’m kinda glad you can read my mind because with feel like I don’t even know what’s going on in there sometimes.”

“You’re going through a...magical puberty Mae and you’re doing wonderfully. I only celebrate things worth it and today-and your work was. Excess innit? Folks like us aren’t meant to be about it. It’ll go to our heads.”

“Good thing I don’t have to worry about that.”

“Your powers are just beginning and you’ll grow as they do. You’ll come to understand yourself and the things you’ve been through as lessons. You have so much power within you little one you’ll be astounded one day looking back at your life before. We have so much to gain, and it’s worth these emotional outbursts your human self insists on having.”

“You make everything sound so fancy and purposeful.”

“It’s just the age and accent dear.” he grins.

“You’re very wise.” She insists with big soft eyes. “I’m glad you’re my person. I need someone to keep things straight like you do.” She leans in and hugs him but doesn’t pull away.

He smiles down at her, a flutter in his stomach for this small gentle creature being accepting of him despite the dark monstrosity he had fancied himself for so long. “You’re too kind Mae.” He places a kiss on her bouncy head of curls and settles into a comfortable embrace.

She sighs and surprisingly to him cozies up to his chest. “I like these Feel Good drugs” she grins as he holds his hand to her bareback with her head on his chest. “I’m glad you’re here.”

“Course. Always will be.” they both feel it warm and encompassing them both. A moment of being on the same page and the barriers between them thin.

———

They stuffed themselves on seafood and local beef and ease was between them now that hadn’t existed before. A bit of honesty went a long way with Mae. Her nature was very trusting in general and optimistic, so Alfie's reassurance left her feeling much more relaxed than she had in a long while. Alford was practiced at restraint as Mae was not. So he could not only feel but see in her eyes as they parted for the night to go to their rooms that she didn’t want to separate. He found it very endearing of her to want him around. He would as always have her make her own choices in her own time. Make her ask for the things she wanted. So instead of making the giant step of sleeping in the same bed, platonically, mind you, he simply whispered a soft intention as she snuggled into her own bed and yearning for that comfort he gave her now.

“Sleep well little one and may the morning find you as sunny as it.”

She hears him in her head and sighs, a happy one this time.

“Goodnight Alfie.” She murmurs, trying to send the thought his way and not knowing if she succeeded. But she had.

@jaegeeeeer​  @brianaisasongbird​ @hardygal69​ @emerald-bijou​ @captstefanbrandt​ @coolgh0st​ @tinastarkandco​ @xstylishmileage​   ​ @peakys-mystic @likedovesinthewnd​

[saschagemruler]

Before you delete the message because I know you might think this might be a hate ask- it’s really, genuinly not. I came here to say I’m sorry. (I’m sending this through ask because I feel like maybe dming might be a bit of an overstep- or maybe just weird at this point, if that makes sense)

I don’t think you are a bad person. It’s not like you need my validation or anything- but that’s not my point— I made that post in haste. I saw the desc, and panicked and just wanted to warn other people, and while I’m not apologizing for warning, I am apologizing because I did it in the completely wrong way. There’s no excuse for how aggressive I became, or the tone I made it in. I read your response to it and yeah, you’re right, and I can’t believe I actually became a Notorious Tumblr User in the way I responded. I went to your blog (genuinely, not in a creepy way or like I was trying to get dirt) and I also want to apologize for the added stress I gave you on top of all the other stuff you’re going through. I’m sure you didn’t need that on the day of your test.

I’m going to delete the post I made. You don’t have to respond to this or become chummy with me, but I just want you to know that I’m sorry for the way I acted. And thanks, for pointing that out— I’ll have to fix how this site has made me react to things.

......imma be totally honest here I didn’t even get this ask bc I blocked you the day you made that post. Not out of malice or anything but because I was emotional and didn’t wanna deal with drama.

Before I go into a very long and rambly answer to this full ask:

No hard feelings dude ✌️ we all make mistakes and jump to conclusions, I’m a 16 year old who’s been on the internet since I was like 12-14 and I had this EMBARRASSING argument with someone over something so stupid and honestly that still keeps me up at night. Trust me you ain’t the only one.

Now the rambly part bc I cant help myself:

Again, I never got your ask so when I saw/heard that your post was deleted... I just kinda laughed my ass off. Not at you or anything, but at the situation. You see, one I was very emotional at the time and I was very relieved to not risk getting anon hate. And two, in the last two fandoms I was in, Hazbin (I know it’s controversial, I ain’t forcing anyone to like it) and Vilainous, where the main characters are like... extremely bad people. Which means the type of fanfiction content of severe angst is commonplace, and often sought out! So the whiplash is kinda funny to me because “duh. It’s a kids show and everyone is a good guy/goofy villain! Of course they ain’t gonna be used to me just... casually planning my best course of action to hurt the main characters let alone having me address real and serious issues in my writing”. That’s not an insult to rottmnt fandom btw, different fandoms have different preferences as a whole, rottmnt just happens to be of the kind where most people probably don’t want that type of angst on their dash.

And I can totally understand jumping to conclusions, y’all are probably used to gross stuff being put in the tags and after rereading my summary I got hit with the good ol’ “......shit this gives off the wrong tone”. So I actually thank you for that!

And I unblocked ya not to start up drama but because I was like “eh I don’t really need to block them”

So yeah, that’s all, thanks for the apology! And if you ever do wanna talk about rottmnt or whatever, my askbox and DMs are always open

[mytsukkishine]

Tag Game

Tagged By: @ionfusionpunk

- thankuu. i love playing these kind of stuff, reminds me of those good ol’ tumblr days lmao

Nickname: senpai. kidding 😂

Zodiac: Sun Leo 

Height: 5′8 (177cm) it saddens me how i’m taller than tom holland

Hogwarts House: Gryffindor 

Last Thing I Googled: parts of yukata (ahahah shh)

Song Stuck in My Head: Stay by Post Malone

Number of Followers: uwu

Amount of Sleep: depends :c

Lucky Number(s): 8??

Dream Job: own my own bakery (yes i bake aha)

Wearing: my old high school shirt and black shorts lol

Favorite Song: Right now, any Ariana Grande

Favorite Instrument: ukulele & love-hate relationship with piano

Aesthetic: Rainy night with me in my pj's while playing Sims 4, or writing away~

Favorite Author: Sadly, I'm not a book person, I’m more like those peeps who make fanfics ahaha

Favorite Animal Noise: soft bark of my doggo uwu

Random: I just knew that I was allergic to cats just this year when my friend and I went to a cat cafe and I couldn't stop sneezing, so I thought it must be my allergic rhinitis acting up but it turns out, I'm also allergic to cats :c

Tagging peeps I found awesome, but no pressure guys, feel free to scroll by ehe :D

@nki-stories, @wenjoyrenes, @paradoxicalunicorn, @narantine , @anniemaar

(and anyone who wanted ^.^)

[valkyriesfavore]

ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS  /  GET TO KNOW THE MUN

nicknames: nothing notable, but i was called "Aerith " sometimes in college because I happen to look similar to her ( even the bangs that have a mind of their own) and have a similar personality.

zodiac: Virgo

height: 5'4"

timezone:  EST

sexuality: Straight (( i actually never caught on to the sub-category/micro labeling thing on tumblr if I'm being honest... No offense to any one who does! Just.." eh, I like men and mutual respect and a good ol slow-burn with banter. " ))

favorite bands / artist: Goo Goo Dolls.

song stuck in my head:  " Never Really Over" , Katy Perry.

last movie i saw: The Nice Guys

last thing i googled: MTV'S "Fear" episodes (( think "fear factor " meets 90s big brother" meets ghost adventures ))

do i get asks: here and there

following:  7? (( its a newer blog and I'm using it to dust off my character writing skills. )

followers: 35

what i’m wearing: standard summer girl clothes lol (( shorts and a breezy top)

dream job: Author, or a character designer/ writer for an animation studio like Disney or a video game company, such as Blizzard or Square Enix. ( art and writing go hand in hand for story telling for me)

favorite food: oooooo... BLT

favorite animal: Wolves

play any instruments:  only one in my family who does not XD (I was the art kid, my sister and cousin were both in band until they graduated college) But I've always loved the guitar and piano.

eye colour:  Blue-Green

hair colour: Brown with a gold undertone.

languages you speak:  English, and really patchy celtic and Italian with a sprinkling of jappanse from my "weebo" days. And ... whatever I remember from Hebrew school.

random fact: I literally caved into my genetic disposition for liking country music after 26 years because Mccree from Overwatch. I like making character Playlists when I write. (( I'm city- raised, but my dad's side of the family are actually farmers.))

I'm also the daughter of an inter- faith family. Half- ass Irish Roman catholic (( with some Scottish and German thrown in) and Half -ass Eastern European Jew ! ( December is a chaotic gift giving whirlwind!))

Tagged by : @dustysixshooter

[lesbian-octoling]

Hey guys, Xeno drama ((you know, about the banner and hate and whatnot)) below the cut if you don’t wanna see it!!! 

@mrkamabo--co Hello! I don’t know if you’re ever going to see this, but. It’s here.

First of all, yes, it’s me! lesbian-octoling, rhi-draws-things, whatever you wanna call me. I’m making this because I’ve heard through a friend of mine that I trust that you are a relatively good person, and while I don’t agree with everything you’ve done, I figured i might as well try to clear things up between us.

First off-

I’m sorry.

This is a 100% genuine, formal apology. I am sorry your medical issues are acting up, I understand completely. I had and almost identical use (albeit with chemical imbalances making me throw up, instead of breathing/heart issues, but both caused by stress), so I get it.

I’m not here to stress you further. In fact, I’m here to try and resolve the issue. I don’t want you to feel the way you do, and I don’t want to start more drama. I should know, i’ve been receiving nasty shit for a while. If you don’t want to read this- that’s okay! Don’t stress yourself, dude.

I just feel like this is important, because we never actually talked- and lack of communication often leads to violence.

But there are a few thing I wanted to address- first and foremost, the ‘xeno free zone’ banner, and the tags.

#‘you’re a coward cuz u wanna draw them with t^ddy’#i don’t do that in the first place lmao#and if you’re going to say:#'its actually scientifically accurate!’#nope it really isn’t #why?#why would squids/octopi evolve to have digigrades/muzzles/claws on their hands?#why would they look like goats with their eyes and muzzles?#they would have flat fish face!#have squid/octo hat heads!#like the third stage in their canon evolution!#exaggerate that if you want scientifically accurate squidlings/octolings/inklings!#otherwise.. yall just makin them into furries tbh#note: i have a surplus of fursonas#k peace

Ah, I hope you don’t mind me going off a bit, but I did want to say things!!!

Muzzles: Inkling beaks, IRL, are very long! they just look flat because.. well, squids are long! But if you put that into something shaped like a human head, they need a bit more room to stretch out.

Claws: they’re not actually claws, they’re hooks! Just like real deep-sea squids have hooks made of chitin that can retract back into their tentacles, which is why i made them like that. As you can see when they go back into heir squid forms, their arms and legs ARE just evolved tentacles!

Here’s a cool example of the hooks, as compared to some of my squid hands:

‘goat noses’: This is because… it’s not a nose! A real squid breathes through it’s siphon, which is one, large hole. That’s why their nose is like that- it’s not two nostrils, it’s one hole, but flattened down so it’s not just a big ol’ hole in their face. If it was, things might get into it, like dirt or bugs or.. i dunno.

Digigrades: admittedly, this is just because it’s fun, and theres no reason they shouldn’t. Any other similarities to cats is just… coincidental, really, as cats and squids have a lot of similarities (liking the sun, chasing lights, etc).

Eyes: Actually, this was a mistake. When i FIRST started getting into splatoon i was like ‘wait squids have horizontal pupils right’ and only found out later that no.. that’s octopi! But oh well, it was a bit late, eh? live and learn.

I’m not saying its fully scientifically accurate- hell, course it’s not! But its more biologically accurate than having them being made of ink. Mostly, I just think it’s fun, cus I’m a budding biologist and I think it’s cool to explore these concepts.

Ok! Thats all I gotta say. I just wanted a chance to explain myself, s’all! As for the banner itself… while it may have been joking in nature, I do think it was a bit rude. Kinda like swinging a bat at a hornet’s nest, yeah..? Like you said- “but yknow tumblr be tumblr, and i honestly expected This™”… you gotta watch out what you say sometimes. You could’ve made it more obvious that you were joking- putting ‘XENO FREE ZONE’ with bit red X’s and ‘feel free to reblog :)’ just has.. a very mean tone to it, and it rubbed a lot of people the wrong way, regardless of your intentions. It really didn’t sound like a joke, to a lot of people, including me.

Though, maybe, we’re all just a bit wary- I’ve been receiving asks telling me to- quite literally- kill myself, multiple times, over this. I also know several friends who have gotten the same messages (a few of which don't even draw xeno, but simply because they are my friends). I think me (and other xeno artists, though I cannot speak for them) have a right to be wary, when we’re so used to being bashed. A lot of people are scared, and it doesn’t make what some people said right, I’m just… telling you why that massive backlash happened.

And by ‘massive backlash’…. if I’m being honest- and I don’t mean to make it sound trivial- a lot of the responses to those posts weren’t truly mean. Some people sent a clown meme, a lot of people responded with ‘why are you hating us, were just having fun’. A few were pretty mean, yes, but I could count them on one hand. These were light hearted in nature, and nothing like some of the truly nasty things that could’ve been said. You wouldn’t believe the things I’ve received in my inbox…

I think a lot of this could’ve been avoided if your post right after had simply been an apology. Instead of playing the victim card, simply say ‘ah, that last post was a joke- i sincerely apologize, and I might’ve worded it poorly’. That’s it. And it could have been avoided if you said, in the tags ‘this is a joke post don't take it seriously’. But instead, you went on the criticize xeno aspects. Not saying you’re wrong, but pointing out why so many people took it the wrong way.

But.. the main thing I wanted to address was this post.

I.. can’t say I’m in the right, but I can’t say you are, either. I probably shouldn’t have made that post- but it was meant more as an off-hand joke. I didn’t mention you at all, as I didn’t want anyone to hate on you. It’s more of a running joke for my blog of ‘sexy tartar’, which is why it was funny enough that I brought it up.

#can’t feel safe#when i put an opinion out there#its easy.. to ignore a post yknow…? It’s also easy not to make a joke like that. Again- maybe you intended it as a joke, but it’s like one of those shitty april fools pranks where you tell somebody something bad happened. We got scared. Doesn’t make it right of us, but it doesn’t make it right of you, either.

But the ONLY thing I’m truly angry about- if you saying that ‘you, a minor, don’t feel safe because you’re being shat on by an adult’. The reason this makes me mad is because… I’m 18. Barely. And you’re 17. I’m… not even a full year older than you. I’m still in high school. The way you worded it made it sound like i’m a 32 year old getting off on sending hate to a 13 year old- and that’s not even close to the case. That is not cool, dude.

Anyway. Sorry about that, though I hope you can see why I’m.. unhappy with the wording. I’m trying to solve things here, not make them worse, ha…

And.. yes, I did block you. But not so you wouldn’t find out. You can still see my blog; i know this. I blocked you because I’ve been getting hate anons for the past few weeks, and I can’t be too careful with who I block. I’m tired of people telling me im ‘ruining the fandom’, so I tend to block at leisure, or when I have suspicion. And a big ‘ANTI XENO’ banner is reasonable suspicion, yes…?

Again, I apologize for that post, but i was not doing to to spite you, just because I found it funny. I didn’t contribute to the spreading of hate to you in any way- I am very anti-hate messaging, and very pro ‘block and ignore if you don’t like them’. Which is.. what I was trying to do, but I didn’t want to leave us on that sour note. I did not encourage anyone to ridicule you on your post, or send you any sort of messages and asks.The only people I complained to were my girlfriend and a select few close friends, who i KNOW would not participate in any sort of hate spreading.

I’m not asking you to be friends with me. I’m simply trying to clear off any misconceptions- I’m fully welcome to hearing what you have to say back. But…

All in all, I think the gist of what im trying to say is that we all made mistakes, and we should both own up to them. I’m very sorry about your heart condition- I sincerely, 100% hope you get better. And I’m hoping that by talking it out, we can clear things up and not let it stew..? I know that sometimes these things tend to eat at me until I fix them, and that is all I’m trying to do.

I’ve unblocked you for as long as it takes for us to resolve this issue, if you would like to move to DMs, or to discord. Either works. Or.. don’t respond at all, if you don’t want.

Have a nice night, and I hope you feel better!

[ravens-rambling]

Loved (part 2)

A/N: I know this isn’t what I said I was gonna do but I had most of this written and thought this would work perfectly in with this little series so idk take another part

this idea came from thomas’s Q and A live stream he did awhile ago and I couldn’t get the idea out of my head

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IVuvvf6k70c&t=4460s - go watch it if you haven’t its adorable

this properly isn’t as good as the others but eh I tried 

I’m already done with the final part that I said I was gonna do just got to edit it out so I should be able to post it in a few days! 

summary: They start to notice Virgil isn’t getting too much sleep lately so his family decides to step in and help! 

WC: 2,977 

ships: no ships just more family comfort <3 

warnings: hurt/comfort, touch starvation, sleep deprivation, so much fluff your teeth will fall out

Tag list: @frostedlover - if you want to be tagged in the future let me know! 

They all start to notice.

The past few days Virgil's sunken in cheeks and eyes. The fact that his skin was paler than normal. And that he wasn't eating as much as he did before, which Logan said was already pretty low amounts. That didn't settle well with Patton to see one of his kiddos suffering. He was the first one to notice the change in Virgil. And the first one to speak up about it.

"Virgil, kiddo, you doing okay?" He asked one-morning making breakfast and as of late Virgil there with him in the kitchen either tapping away at his phone or helping him get something. It bothered Patton that he was up this early. Normally he was the last to wake up out of all of them. He wanted to reach out and hold his hand but he could tell he wasn't up for any physical contact this time. Or really any time as of late.

Virgil simply shrugged and mumbled under his breath, "I'm fine Patton."

And that was that.

By the way, Virgil's tense shoulders were he could tell he was already done with this conversation.

Just thinking about how pale he looks now. How he's not eating enough. Sent Patton's bottom lip quiver in worry. He can't let this go on anymore. He has to do something to help his dark, strange son out.

At first, he tried to think up of a plan. But nothing he could think up would work for Virgil, he thought. Everything was just so...Patton and not Virgil. He knew he won't like any of his ideas.

So he turned to the rest of his family for help. 

He kept thinking that all he wants to do is hug his dark son but the scene flashed in his mind of just a few weeks ago. Patton trying to hug him through his attack and all that happened was more terrified screams coming from Virgil's mouth. It sent shivers down his spine as it kept flashing in his mind. All he can do is hold his hand at the moment...

Finally, he asked the question over dinner which to Patton's sorrow, Virgil didn't come down to eat with them. Now he's getting really worried about him. He really hopes that he's able to help him soon, one way or another. Virgil always joined them for dinner before...

"He for certain has signs of not getting enough sleep as of late. It could be his worries acting up again for whatever reason this time. I'm not certain how we can help him though. I have read recently that some psychologist has noticed in their patients that having something to represent their anxiety calms people down. Or maybe we can try-"

Before Logan finished his words Roman raised an eyebrow. "A physical representation of their anxiety? Does that really work?"

Logan adjusted his glasses a bit, "I'm not sure. It seems to work with some people. I'm not sure what that can be. It might not even be his own anxiety rather his body getting used to being touched, it might be adjusting to his new changes. Maybe having something there to help him through this is what he needs."

It brightened up Patton's heart to see the rest of his family care so much about Virgil. They have come so far in such little time. That's when it hit him.

"A plushie! We can give him a plushie!" Patton suddenly yelled out causing Roman to jump a bit.

"A plushie? I guess that would work." Logan simply said.

"Oh! I have a perfect plushie of dashing ol' me! We can give him that! Oh..wait it can't leave my room since I thought it up.."

"Roman, why do you have a plush of yourself?"

"Why to give to my fans of course! I've been meaning to take that idea to Thomas. You know people will die for it."

Before Logan could say anything back Patton shook his head. "No no. It needs to be more special than that. It needs to come from all of us."

"Oh yes something from the hearts of all of us! That way it would be like he is getting hugged by all three of us!"

"I assume then we are making this stuffed animal? Does anyone knows how to sew except for Virgil?" Logan said adjusting his glasses. He remembers that Virgil actually loves to sew, once he caught him sewing late at night in the living room. When he asked why he was doing it Virgil quietly mumbled that he liked to do it cause it kept his hands busy when he was stressed.

They both got dead quiet looking to the table before shrugging. Logan drew a long sigh before saying, "I do have some books about it in my room but I've never sewed myself before."

They both nodded and instantly got to brainstorming on what animal they are going to make. Of course not caring that none of them can't sew but they will learn if it means helping out their family member.

It didn't take long for Logan to find the books and was heading downstairs to find that Virgil's light was still on, seeping through from under the door. A light sigh escaped him. It even hurt him to see Virgil like that, despite the fact that he hates to even think about emotions. He truly hopes that this stuffed animal helps him out somehow... The only thing he could think of other then this is to sleep in the room with him and that won't work as any of them can be in his room for longer than a half hour. Plus that Virgil refuses to sleep downstairs unless he accidentally falls asleep, properly cause he only feels safe in his room. Another light sigh made his way past his lips as he made his way down the stairs and with a slight smile rushed forwards to help them two brainstorm some more.

It didn't take long before they came up with an idea. They were not kidding when they said they wanted it to be to have a part of all three of them. There was even a tiny bit of Virgil in it as well.

Once they were done brainstorming now it was the hard part. Before long it was a few hours into the night and they weren't even done making the legs. Logan checked the time and saw that it was close to midnight. Without even mentioning it he knew they were going to stay up all night making this. Silently he made a cup of coffee for each of them handing it over to them with a silent glance.

Their long night was already taking their toll on them. Patton suggested they turn on some TV just for background noise to which they all agreed. Luckily Steven Universe was playing on repeat which Patton was happy for.

At first, they were buzzing away, excitement leaking out of them, but now it was dead silent in the room. They were so concentrated and focused on their tasks at hand they didn't even think about talking to each other, that mixed with their now tiredness didn't help matters at all.

Logan read the instructions while making sure it was coming together right while Patton and Roman worked together to stitch up different parts of the animal together.

It was difficult work to say the least. How Virgil does this on his past time they didn't know. It only brought a small admiration to all of them now.

Before long the sun leaked into the large room. They all were dead silent now as they finished up the last touches. All of their eyes could barely stay open at this point, most of the coffee they had now gone.

With one final stitch, Patton squealed in delight as he finished it off. Roman and Logan groaned loudly as they flopped on the couch in defeat. Roman's hands twitched with soreness and Logan's head was killing him. Patton, on the other hand, was squealing and jumped off the couch only to jump around the room holding the stuffed animal close to his chest in delight.

Roman simply glanced at him in astonishment, "How do you still have energy?" Though he had a small smile on his face, proud of their accomplishment and glad to see Patton so happy.

Logan simply chuckled and glanced towards the time again, "8 AM.. We've been up all night.."

Patton stopped at that and whipped over, "Virgil's been getting up earlier lately. He might come down at any moment."

As if on cue they heard a door shut upstairs and a patter of footsteps. They quickly glanced at each other before eagerly getting to their feet. Within a moment Patton hid the plush behind his back and had a beaming smile on his face. Roman tried to mimic Patton but it only came out as a half smile through his exhaustion despite his excitement. Logan looked dead on his feet while he adjusted his glasses but he tried to look at least somewhat happy at this moment.

The familiar dark form of Virgil came down the stairs his eyes looking at his screen as he was scrolling through Tumblr and had a pair of headphones on. Though when he rounded the corner to see all the other sides staring at him with weird smiles he raised an eyebrow and paused his music. Before he could even open his mouth Patton shoved something in his face. Blinking his tired eyes his eyebrow only raised even more as he saw what it was.

Only confusion was in his gaze.

It was a poorly sewed up plush of a light blue cat wearing a white unicorn onesie with purple eyes holding a sword with a red handle. Virgil just blinked at it in shock his fogged up brain slowly clicking into what was before him. His eyes glanced up to their half-asleep faces then back at the plush only for it to slowly click into what they did.

A snort of a chuckle escaped from his lips as it did, "Oh my god guys..." He said through his chuckle taking the plush very gently in his hands as he was afraid one good movement and a stitch would come loose.

"I love it.." He was going to mention how poorly it was done but honestly, he didn't want to burst any of their bubbles on seeing their faces. A few tears were on the edge of his eyes as he hugged it against his chest.

"This... This is the nicest thing..I've ever gotten..from anybody..." A shaky sigh came from him, "Thank you, guys.." He didn't know what else to say as he glanced up again to see them all staring at him with beaming smiles and Patton about looking ready to bounce around the room in happiness.

"We're so happy you love it kiddo!"

"Yeah, Jack Smellington. You better of liked it." Roman winked at him.

"Well, I'm glad you do as well. We worked quite hard on it after all." Logan sighed as he walked over to the couch his eyes already failing to keep open.

Virgil now got guilty at seeing them this exhausted. They did this for him... They must have seen how tired he was and tried to help him... They grew worried for him...

He's never had to worry about people growing concerned for him. Certainly not enough to where they would stay up all night and make him something, and nothing like this. A few tears came from his eyes before he wiped it away. "I really am grateful but um..you three look like your going to pass out... Why don't you all sleep.." He eagerly said wanting the attention to be put off him.

He hoped when they wake up he won't feel as bad. As he glanced at Patton, that still huge dumb grin on his face, he could tell he wanted to hug him. His hands grabbed in the air by his sides and he kept inching towards him.

Gulping even more at that he ducked his head trying to avert his gaze from the other. He still felt bad that Patton can't hug him. He still wanted a hug from him that's for sure. His heartache was still there, ever present though it has gone down slightly from the past few weeks, he wasn't sure if he was ready for that quite yet.

As Patton saw Virgil looking embarrassed and shied away from him he frowned momentarily before a thought came in his mind. "Oh! Why don't we have a sleepover in the living room! Sure its the morning but since none of us got any sleep so why don't we sleep altogether!" He beamed at them.

Virgil chuckled at that, of course, Patton would want a sleepover. Though he was quite nervous about sleeping down here, he's only slept in his room only. He hoped he would be fine, he rather liked the idea of sleeping with them despite not cuddling with any of them.

Roman nodded eagerly at that and the next moment was heading up the stairs to get blankets and pillows.

Logan simply shrugged and started making room for them all through he was half asleep and making more messes then ever. Truthfully none of them cared about that at this moment though.

Virgil still held the plushie against his chest as before long Roman dragged tons of their blankets and pillows down the stairs, mostly coming from Patton's room as he had the most and the fluffiest out of the four. Though Roman made sure to grab some of Virgil's as well so he would feel safe sleeping in a place that's new. At seeing that Virgil's face drew up in a slightly bigger smile.

Before long there was a big empty space in the middle of their living room and blankets and pillows were tossed around to semi resemble a bed. As they all flopped down getting themselves comfy Virgil, though, didn't know where he could lay that was far enough from them but close enough so he could still be with them.

Patton smiled lightly as he saw Virgil fidgeting above him still holding the plush close to his chest. He looked like a young kid right then. Scooting over and throwing his blankets to his side he patted next to him, "Come on, Virge. It's alright."

Virgil gave a small nod before laying himself down his eyes looked longingly at Patton. All he wanted was to cuddle up into him, rest his head under his chin and breath in his scent. That ache in his chest came back at full force at that thought, so badly that his body shook a bit. Gulping he made grabby hands towards Patton's hands and gripped onto those so tightly he was sure it must have hurt Patton.

Quickly darting away he tried to mumble out an apology but Patton shook his head, "It's alright... Here.." He scooted a bit closer and with one hand held Virgil's hand the other one raised up into Virgil's purple hair massaging it.

A shuttered gasp drew out of Virgil's mouth causing Patton to quickly dart back, "Is that alright, Virge?"

Virgil's cheeks grew hotter as he shook his head, his hand left Patton as he gripped the hand that left his hair and plopped it back on top of his head. "P-Please.." Was all that could mumble out of Virgil's mouth. His cheeks were bright red at this point. That small touch sent fires through his body. But it wasn't scouring fires it was rather soft and gentle, almost like a fireplace.

Patton smiled gently as he started softly massaging his hair again chuckling slightly at the blush that showed up on Virgil's face. He looked too cute like that.

Soft shakes came from Virgil's body but a shy smile was on his face. He leaned his head more into the hand. Soon a soft moan came from Virgil's mouth which caused him to quickly close it and shuffle away.

To which Patton gave a soft giggle, "Aaww Virge... You're too cute! Come here.." He only leaned forward and ruffled his hair some more.

A few soft gasps escaped from him before he grew quiet, his other hand tightly gripping onto the plush as he slowly closed his eyes. Slowly he melted into the touch of the other all the tension leaving his body as he curled into a ball around the plush. And before long soft snores came from that corner.

Patton chuckled, even more, softer this time as he continued massaging his hair.

Roman peeked out from beside Patton and smiled brightly at the sight, "He is too adorable, isn't he? I guess our mission was a success." He pointed to the plush that was being hugged by him.

Logan quietly mumbled from the other corner, "It seems he is okay with his hair being touched now, one step ahead... Can we go to sleep now?"

The others chuckled before quietly saying yes. Patton was pretty sure Virgil didn't know the others were still awake. A soft smile was still on Patton's face as he saw how peaceful his kiddo looked. It warmed his heart that they were helping him out. Slowly he was getting over his fear. His body was slowly getting used to being touched. Sure Patton still wants to hug his dark son, right now he was itching to cuddle up against him, but he knew in due time he would be able to do just that. Even if it took years he will wait.

He wanted his son to be happy, no matter what, after all.

[thelightofthingshopedfor]

have 8 million things to do very soon and I can tell that I'm riiiiiight on the edge of a depression spiral (which is itself at least partly caused by being overwhelmed, dealing with it poorly and becoming more overwhelmed, and hating myself for dealing with it poorly) which is SUPER GREAT TIMING. so obviously I'm making a list, because sometimes that helps.

things I absolutely must do this weekend:

finish the hair repaint on my current Etsy order so I can mail it Monday or earlier

do anything I might need to do for the other outstanding order that the customer also wants in time for Christmas somehow, so that when the parts arrive on MONDAY I can put the thing together and mail it almost immediately (damn well better show up on Monday, which is itself irritating because the site said free 2-day shipping but nobody really means that when they ship to Alaska)

wrap and prepare any gifts I want to mail out because I should also send those no later than Monday, and in fact earlier would have been better, but for some reason every year I'm like "eh, it's fine, there's time" right up until there suddenly isn't

do...whatever I still need to do with Tumblr. import to Wordpress, back up the whole thing to my computer with one of several methods I've reblogged, try to find specific posts I want to save (original posts and anything tagged "fic ideas" will be tedious but at least easy to find; no idea about other stuff)

semi-related: add something to my Dreamwidth profile so it's not...blank

haul some more stuff to Value Village and other donation sites, because I’m about to pick up a bunch of shit that will take up too much space in my car (somewhat related: books, music, movies, and toys are 40% off today and tomorrow, which is unusual for them)

set up the damn tree, like even if we don't put ornaments on it I'd at least like to have the tree up (requires digging it out of the garage, which is a disaster and very much not my disaster)

do something with my dad and sister for my birthday (but first, figure out what and when, and like...I don’t have the mental energy for that)

try to get more birthday donations for SPLC (I went with Trevor Project last year and got several donations without doing much to promote it, so I don't know if this one's getting a lot less because it seems more political, or algorithms are hiding this and a lot of my other posts, or a lot of people have deliberately snoozed me because of my political posts, or...something else, idk)

transfer stuff into my new planner, because my current one is close enough to the end that it's not very useful anymore

other things that don't necessarily have to happen this weekend but should happen in the really near future, both because they need to get done and because they're contributing to my overall mental load that means everything is overwhelming:

figure out how to send in the claim for my car accident last year to my life-insurance-and-a-few-other-things company, because it's worth $50 (should probably also see if I can get something similar for the earthquake, because I think it did fuck up my neck a little more, and $50 is $50 when I'm paying them that much each month)

list other things on Etsy...now that it's too late to take advantage of holiday sales 😖

sign up for actual training with Hazy

also, bug the rescue group again about recent vet info to figure out whether she has any pre-existing conditions and when she needs a checkup (maybe soon, because she seems to scratch herself a LOT and sometimes she gets kind of wheezy)

also also, try to figure out ways to work on her separation anxiety and general hyperness, which I DON'T KNOW HOW TO DO because it's all a gradual process that I don't really have time for, and I have yet to find a smart/puzzle toy or a good chew toy that really seems to occupy her attention so I guess I still need to try more, and apparently mental stimulation through training can be good for anxiety and hyperactivity both so I should really be working on extremely basic commands on my own probably??

shit that's right I also need to figure out if I want to get her on VCA Care Club and do research for pet insurance that might be better than the one we had for Scully

get myself back into a better Planet Fitness habit, because I didn't go at all this week and I've definitely dropped off in the last few weeks, which is partly because I've been busy with other things INCLUDING THE GIANT EARTHQUAKE but partly because the main reason I was good about it before was that I literally tricked myself into wanting to work out so I could listen to The Adventure Zone, and once I caught up on that, nothing else I've tried (MBMBAM, occasional TAZ updates, Night Vale) has quite filled the gap of "hilarious goofs + suspenseful long-form narrative" that makes me actually want to work out, so...either I need to figure out how make myself go without that motivation (mixed success so far or I wouldn't be talking about it or feeling guilty about it) or find another podcast I want to binge. and try to figure out if there's any point to asking them to stop playing so many news channels (especially Fox two or three times and fucking OAN once) at the TV bank for the cardio machines, because that is...honestly another thing that makes me not want to go

related: somehow find a way to make myself do my core exercises regularly, because slacking on those and slacking on Planet Fitness is probably part of the reason my headaches and neck and general constant exhaustion have maybe been worse lately, AND ALSO start regularly doing the exercises that are supposed to help with my newish hand/wrist pain, all of which sucks because a big ol' theme here is me having a hard time forming un-fun new long-term habits (exercise, going to bed earlier) that are crucial for improving basically every part of my life and not worsening the health problems i already have

TYPE UP MY DAMN NOTEBOOKS and organize everything so I actually know how much I have in my current WIPs; now that my computer is back there's no excuse for not doing this

also like...write. in general. now that I have a Christmas-related idea I'd kinda like to do and I also want to do a Yuletide treat, and maybe Avengers: Endgame isn't really a deadline for lots of other fics but also it kind of is

actually organize my backups so they're not a disaster and it's not a crisis next time I have computer problems (plus like, I'm going to need everything backed up when I upgrade)

research and buy a CPU, motherboard, SSD, and maybe new PSU, ideally without spending a horrendous amount of money

make more progress in SWTOR because there's no guarantee how long it's going to be around and tbh it's ridiculous I haven't finished all the class storylines despite having been a subscriber for like. SEVEN YEARS

unfuck my iTunes library YET AGAIN

find a therapist, because I've probably been needing one for a while but a huge theme in all of this is being overwhelmed because I have too much to do and don't know how to deal with it, and then getting into guilt and self-loathing because I dealt with it badly and it got worse, and I'm increasingly sure it's my not-really-diagnosed-or-treated ADHD starting this old, old cycle to begin with and that means it's even more important to find a therapist who will actually. do stuff. with the ADHD. instead of just kinda...dropping it.

slight problem though, adding yet another regular appointment means less time for...everything else and that doesn't exactly help with being overwhelmed, so it's like...a disincentive to pursue it

the only thing I really want to do:

sleep for about a year

[kitkasimba]

A long time ago, I was tagged by the lovely @maybeicanbesaved​. Sorry for taking forever... Thank you!!! ♥

last:

1. drink - Milk.

2. phone call - A random phone number.

3. text message - Papa Murphy’s........ haha.

4. song you listened to - I’m listening to Twenty One Piolot’s new album Trench right now. The current song playing is Smithereens.

5. time you cried - Wednesday most likely.

ever:

6. dated someone twice?- Kind of.

7. kissed someone and regretted it - Oh yeah, but lesson learned, right?

8. been cheated on - Somewhat, yes.

9. lost someone special - Yeah...

10. been depressed - Yes...

11. gotten drunk and thrown up - Noooope!

fave colours:

12. Purple!

13. Burgundy!

14. Black!

in the last year have you…

15. made new friends - I have! I’ve become better friends with people, too.

16. fallen out of love - NO THANK YOU.

17. laughed until you cried - Ooooh yeah. Good times.

18. found out someone was talking about you - Yaaaa...

19. met someone who changed you - YES.

20. found out who your friends are - Oh yeah.

21. kissed someone on your facebook friends list - Yeeeeaaaah...... hehe ;)

general:

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know irl - Like 95% of them.

23. do you have any pets - Three kitties: Callie, Aries, and Griffin.

24. do you want to change your name - I’ve grown to like it.

25. what did you do for your last birthday - My partner took me on some adventures with my best friend, I got a tattoo, I went to Coldstone for the first time, and we went to Red Robin for dinner!

26. what time did you wake up today - 7:52 am. I was waiting for @girrlscout​ to launch her new products around 8 am!

27. what were you doing at midnight last night - Driving home from work.

28. what is something you can’t wait for - For more free time... HAHA.

30. what are you listening to right now - Trench album by Twenty One Pilots.

31. have you ever talked to a person named tom - I guess you could say I have.

32. something that’s getting on your nerves - Work tbh. Lack of communication and low motivation.

33. most visited website - Google calendar, my email, and tumblr.

34. hair colour - Brown with golden and red highlights.

35. long or short hair - Medium. My hair is growing!

36. do you have a crush on someone - I’ve got a big ol’ crush on my human 😍💕

37. what do you like about yourself - I’m a fan of my nose, eyes, hair color, and my eyebrows have grown on me a lot over these past couple years.

38. want any piercings? - I think I’m content with what I’ve got... If I were to get anymore I think it would be a piercing or two on my left cartilage, but I’m good for now!

39. blood type - AB+

40. nicknames - Ash, Ashie, Pretty Kitty, Love, Nala, A-Dawg (previous supervisor), Ashley-Washley (parents), AshFlo. There are a couple others that I can’t recall.

41. relationship status - Suuuuper in love with my partner 💕 sooo.... taken :)

42. zodiac - Cancer, yooooo. I got the tattoo to prove it ;)

43. pronouns - She/Her/Hers.

44. fave tv shows - Pushing Daisies, Parks and Rec, B-99, The Bold Type, Jane the Virgin, Atypical, Stranger Things, Super Store, Riverdale, Bates Motel, The OA (I enjoyed it), Broadchurch, Scream, Broad City, The Good Place, Bob’s Burgers, Teen Titans, Over the Garden Wall, Avatar the Last Airbender, A Series of Unfortunate Events... and so many more. Those are just ones I’ve enjoyed recently (AND FOREVER).

45. tattoos - Okay, I have five total tattoos, but I want so many more! First one is my Lion King tattoo on my back, left shoulder. It’s the Rafiki drawing of Simba and around him in all caps it says, “Remember who you are in the Circle of Life”. Second one is on my left outer arm. It’s the constellation of cancer, which is my zodiac sign. Third one is on my right outer wrist. It’s a song title from JoJo’s album Mad Love, and it says, “I am.” Fourth one is on my left inner arm. It is an equilateral triangle that appears right-side up when I look at it but upside down when someone else looks at it. The bottom and left lines are black while the right side is a rainbow (or spectrum of color). Fifth one is on my right inner arm. The outline is the state of Oregon and inside is a picture of Tillamook Head at sunset, a photo I took in my home town on New Year’s Eve in 2014.

46. right or left handed - Right handed.

47. ever had surgery - Yes. Ankle

48. piercings - I have a hoop in my left nostril, triple helix with studs on my right ear, and a cartilage hoop on my left ear. Oh, and my lobes are pierced.. just once!

49. sports - I haven’t played sports since high school, but I enjoy them for fun from time to time. I enjoy badminton a lot!

50. vacation - I’ve been on quite a few. I’m going on one in two weeks with my fam to Crater Lake and Wildlife Safari.

51. trainers - I’m a Pokemon Trainer! ;) Team Valor, but Soul Instinct.

more general:

52. eating - Nothing at the moment. I’m craving some Chinese food though.

53. drinking - Nothing... I should drink some water.

54. i’m about to watch - I think I’m good for the moment. Earlier I watched the new episode of the Good Place and Superstore, though.

55. waiting for - My Love to get home so we can go get my cartilage jewelry changed.

56. want - Chinese food, a burger, financial stability... ya know, the simple things, hahaha.

57. get married - Someday 💕💕💕

58. career - Counselor someday? I dunno. I’ve been debating this a lot since I’ve graduated undergrad. I want to work with the LGBTQ+ community in some way though.

which is better:

59. hugs or kisses - I love hugs, a lot. Kisses are pretty great, too, though.

60. lips or eyes - Eyes.

61. shorter or taller - Taller, probs. I’m already fairly short, but average.

62. older or younger - Younger, but only like by 2 years though. Any younger and I feel weird about since my sister is 3 years younger than me.

63. nice arms or stomach - Neither? But if I had to choose I guess arms.

64. hookup or relationship - Relationship, please.

65. troublemaker or hesitant - Uhh.... hesitant, I guess?

have you ever:

66. kissed a stranger - Nah.

67. drank hard liquor - Yeah.

68. lost glasses - Unfortunately...

69. turned someone down - Yeeep.

70. sex on first date - No thanks.

71. broken someones heart - I think so.

72. had your heart broken - Oooooh yeah.

73. been arrested - Nope.

74. cried when someone died - Yeah.

75. fallen for a friend - Yeeeeaaah, SUCH FUN.

do you believe in:

76. yourself - I try....

77. miracles - I like to believe so.

78. love at first sight - Yes and no.

79. santa claus - not for a while now.

80. kiss on a first date - sure, if we click.

81. angels - Eh, sure.

other:

82. best friend’s name - They know who they are, and that’s all that matters.

83. eye colour - Brown.

84. fave movie - THE LION KING.

85. fave actor - JoJo, Logan Lerman, Demi Lovato. I’m not too invested in actors.

I’ll tag... @sass-and-chocolate, @golddipped, @khlovgoth, @heartinthesand, and @kitkatkat18 <3

[redeemed-gunslinger]

Guns and Roses

Name: Grant Cousland Nickname: Gunslinger, Captain, “Pain-in-the-ass” Gender: Male Romantic Orientation: Straight Preferred Pet Names: Cobb Relationship Status: Taken Favorite Canon Ship: Grant and @patiencekindnesscourage. One of the best pairings I’ve roleplayed in tbh. They both have so much chemistry, and it fit so well with the story I had going for Grant at the time, and there are so many parallels between them it almost feels like a well-written romance from a good book.

Favorite Non-Canon Ship: For meme value: The Bounty-Hunting duo of Grant Cousland and his Gilnean husbando Alexander Falconridge (no tumblr).

Opinion on True Love: “It’s a rare thing, but I know it’s out there. A right shame it’s out of reach for most folk, makes the whole world cynical, eh? Thousands of folk before have said this, but... you know it when you see it... I’m lucky enough to have felt it twice in my life.”

Ideal Physical Traits: “Always said that it didn’t matter much. Pretty is pretty, eh? I know when I see it, but I’ve been told I have a thing for blondes, which ain’t entirely wrong, and an old friend of mine said I have the “tendency to chase women that’ll kick your ass.” Which ain’t wrong either...”

Ideal Personality Traits: “I like a kind woman, someone that’ll stand by your side, and stick with you thick, and thin. Also like a woman that ain’t afraid to stand her ground, and get her hands dirty.”

Unattractive Physical Traits: “Lack of independence, eh? If a woman can’t stand on her own how can she stand by your side when things get tough? Also needless cruelty, disloyalty, callousness.”

Ideal Date: “Me, her, a bottle of bourbon, and a quiet place with open sky... ain’t nothin’ better.

Do they have a type?: “Guess it’s stubborn women... I like a girl that can hold her own.”

Average Relationship Length: “I was married to my wife Amber for nearly five years, and we were together three years before that, sneakin’ away in secret to spend alone time together. With Liri... only six months, and so far with Cherry it’s been a little over four -- though it feels like we’ve known each other for a helluva lot longer.”

Preferred Non-Sexual Intimacy: “Lazin’ back with the woman I love tucked against my arm. With that kind of quiet that you don’t quite mind, because the company is just that damn good.”

Commitment Level: “Ain’t one to mess around. When I’m with a woman I’m with her.

Opinion of Public Affection: “If you really love somebody than you shouldn’t be afraid to show it, eh? Just... don’t go doin’ it out in the open where everyone can see.”

Past Relationships?: “First there was Amber. My mother saved the life of some wealthy Baron in Westfall, and he took me in as his ward to repay her. Gave me an education, and he had a daughter... beautiful spitfire named Amber. We fell in love. Like in those ol’ storybooks, eh? Common farm boy marryin’ a beautiful noble girl. Her father didn’t approve, but we did it anyway. He got used to it anyhow when he saw our son.”

“Then... after Amber was murdererd I went years without the company of another woman. Liri came along durin’ my privateerin’ years. She was an Elf -- Quel’dorei -- quiet, had a hard time talkin’ to folk, and buildin’ friendships. I reached out to her. She was a member of my crew, eh? It’s what any captain would’ve done, and from there she ended up sleepin’ in my cabin. I wasn’t the man she thought I was though. She wanted someone hard and ruthless, someone that wouldn’t bend. I wasn’t that man. She left without a trace one night. Haven’t seen her since.”

“Now there’s Cherry... and Cherry is... there ain’t any words that’ll do her justice, really. She’s the only person that ever made me think of a bright future. I could talk about her for hours frankly, but... I reckon you wouldn’t want to here me ramble on, and on...”

Tagged by: @gaz-gnarledmane @patiencekindnesscourage

Tagging: @leora-strauss @kas-flew-east @evelonholmwood @nym-wildseeker @olliehaldstan @unabashedrebel and whoever wants to do it

[catfishmaster]

tagged by @cyanidekyanite. thanks friend

tagging: whoever, idk who to tag bc idk who’s already been tagged. i could have been tagged before and not known it bc tumblr sure as hell isn’t telling me if i’ve been tagged in posts. thanks a lot tumble

Have you ever been in love? I thought so at the time, but nah.

Who is your favourite artist? uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh @aseraphfell​ and @nastyfaace are my favourite artists

What is your favourite musical genre? this is hard to pick. i like all kinds of music really, like my taste is pretty mixed its just like. a bunch of different artists and individual songs i enjoy. my favourite band is metric so… whatever fucking genre that is is probably my favourite

Have you ever had a pen-pal? on the internet yeah. like, we’d talk exclusively in long six paragraph messages and we’d talk about books and stuff. but other than that, nah

Are you single or in a relationship? single

What colour are your eyes? brown

What is your favourite word? none that i can think of. cataclysm is a good one

Do you play any instruments? none really. i had piano and guitar lessons when i was a kid but i dropped them pretty soon after

What is your favourite colour? purple.

Do you have any nicknames? catfish is a nickname i guess. fish, terrie uh. none other than that

What is your favourite flower? buttercups

What qualities do you find attractive in a person? i like girls who are tough and boys who are sweet. generally just kindness and bravery really that’s pretty universal. and dimples.  

Do you have any pets? a cat and a dog

Have you ever traveled outside of your home country? yeah, i went to vietnam when i was fourteen.

What language(s) do you speak? english

Who was your first crush? uh. i had a crush on my best friend in grade one even if it’s taken me ten years to realise that. for fictional um… can’t think of one. dawn from pokemon i guess

Do you wear glasses? nope

What is your favourite pastry? danishes are my favourite i think

Do you prefer swimming in a pool or the ocean? pool. i always nearly drown in the ocean. though like, further out into the ocean is nice. just not the beach

Bright, dark, or pastel colours? dark bc i’m emo

What is your favourite social media app? tumblr I GUESS

What is your sexuality?   bi and ready to die

Do you have any siblings? yeah

What is your favourite scent? food. freshly baked apple pie for specifics.

Where do you want to travel to? wherever my friends are tbh. i want to visit people.

What is your favourite film? Heathers, Batman: Under the Red Hood and Spirited Away are all tied for that place.

Who do people say you look like? my father. james from the end of the fucking world. i was told i looked like L once. basically creepy pale white kids.

Who is your best friend? i have a few best friends

What is your dream job? actor. comic writer would be pretty satisfying too. mostly bc current DC writers make me want to SCREAM

Do you know how to drive? i know how to drive myself into a lake. probably

Who is/was your favourite teacher? i really liked all of my drama teachers. bianca and natalie in particular. i also liked my year nine humanaties teacher a lot too bc he was a cryptid whose teaching style was like “Today we’re learning about Mao. Did you know I once fistfought him in a Denny’s parking lot? It’s an interesting story, it was in 1954 and”

Are you a feminist? yes

What is your zodiac sign? capricorn honk honk

Do you enjoy reading? yeah but i often struggle to find the energy and focus to continue doing it. it’s something i need to get better at. i’m currently midway through good omens

Do you have any hidden talents? i think i’m good at reading people and telling when people are lying. also singing, i guess? but i don’t do that anymore. idk i’m kind of a talentless hack.

Have you ever dyed your hair? nope

What is your favourite thing in your bedroom? my bed bc i sleep in it

What is your biggest fear? having to let go of the people around me. which is a pretty selfish fear but eh. also this is pretty Edgy but i scare myself sometimes

Can you whistle? yep

Do you make your bed every day? nah, too depressed for that bs /dabs

Do you have any tattoos or piercings? nope

Have you ever been on a roller coaster? i have, when i was little. i thought it was a pretty lax one at the time but it was apparently really intense. i was always fucking terrified of roller coasters but i want to try to go now that i’m older

Surfing or skateboarding? surfing bc i’ve done that

Are you a dog or a cat person? probably leaning closer to dogs but i love both.

What is your favourite animal? owls are good feathery friends with big ol eyes.

What time do you typically go to bed and wake up? 2am and anywhere between 7am and 1pm

What is your favourite memory? this is always really specific and i never really have an answer for it. idk, memories are memories. i have a few happy ones but they’re personal.

How tall are you? 5′11. i might be taller though, i haven’t checked in a while.

What is the best gift you’ve ever received? my cat of course.

Do you have a garden? i did but then it all died because my entire family is impossibly lazy

Do you like bugs? not really. ladybugs are wholesome though. i also really like snails but they’re not bugs they’re just tiny slimy boys

What is your natural hair colour? dark brown.

What is your favourite food and drink? pancakes i think. and vanilla milkshakes are probably my favourite drink though i really like bubble tea and properly made ice tea too so.

Do you want kids? someday, i think. not really sure i’d be good at it but i’d like to.

What is/was your favourite class? drama and production was always my fave. less so theatre studies. i think currently my favourite is screen & media bc i end up doing more actual acting in it than theatre

What colour shirt are you wearing? dark blue.

If you could time travel, what year would you go to and why? there are several people in the past i would kill. hitler, columbus, trump, captain cook, my dad’s legal guardians etc. ancient China and ancient Greece also seems pretty cool i’d like to check that out

What is your skin colour? white. i’m pretty pale

Hugs or kisses? both is good i like affection even if i rarely know how to deal with it

Have you ever drunk alcohol? yeah. with my friends though, never alone. and not often

Have you ever done drugs? i’ve smoked weed once. it was interesting

Netflix or youtube? uh. both. though i use youtube more nowadays but not as much as i used to so.

Ice cream or frozen yoghurt? ice creams

Succulents or flowers? succulents