#gotta drink h2o but man

[fbfh]

Good morning, I loved your stories about Leo x reader (especially where she is the daughter of Poseidon) you helped me with a story that made me angry about Leo and reader (and calypso about homewrecker, I don't think Leo is like that especially because of his dad )a question how I read if someone tries to flirt with their beloved mermaid (reader daughter of poseidon) :3

babes I am literally sobbing!!!! /pos honestly calypso would be a homewrecker if anyone wanted her. which no one does lol. and you are completely fucking correct our beloved Leo would NEVER. Esperanza raised him WAY better than that. if someone tried to homewreck him he would legitimately laugh in their face.

aaaaaaah leo x daughter of poseidon/mermaid!reader is a personal fave of mine <3 the vibe is sinkin in by cody simpson. one thing you and Percy both inhereted from your dad is extreme levels of both sass and loyalty. Leo knows this. Annabeth knows this. everyone knows this. apparenlty everyone except some douchebag frat bro playing beer pong with his buddies when you came back from swimming. (thankfully you were gifted something from your dad that lets you keep your land legs and only switch to h2o just add water mode when you want to. it's a gorgeous pair of anklets decorated with pearls, sea glass, starfish, and sand dollars.) once you get close enough to the shore, you say the word to switch to your land legs (terr) and feel your tail, your glimmering opalescent scales dissolve into sea foam. once you break the surface and walk up the beach to Leo, you hand him all the shells and cool rocks you found. you're always giving him little trinkets like that but it makes his heart jump every time. Leo tucks them carefully into his tool belt, and kisses you on the cheek before walking away to get you something cold to drink.

frat bro sees you in you, glittering and glowing wiht the ocean behind you, and he's just... drawn in. you have a very siren like aura, so you're pretty used to this. he uses all of his weak attempts to rizz you up, but you remain painfully unimpressed the whole time. when Leo gets back, he just laughs.

"I gotta hand it to you, man," he says to the frat bro as he hands you your favorite drink, "you got good taste."

the guy is very confused, but you're both just biting back a laugh. Leo knows why this guy is even still hanging around you, it's because you were waiting for him to get back so you can watch Leo do what he does best - roast the living shit out of guys who keep trying to flirt with you in the most hilarious and creative ways possible. it's always delightful, and once he really gets going you can't help but jump in with some classic child of poseidon sass. roasting people truly is your and leo's love language.

[diagonal-queen]

HEYYO ME AGAIN!

Also

NOPE!

WATER!

YOU NEED THAT GOOD OL H2O!

Also omg milooo i love miloo but they changed the straws to like paper straws for us so its a literal struggle to drink it now😭

Also IF BLOG SLAPS,THEN YOURS ABSOLUTELY PUNCHES THE DAYLIGHTS OUTTA PEOPLE!LIKE THAT TIME ATSUSHI ABSOLUTELY DECKED AKUTAGAWA!

Also please drink some actual water bean water is good too just stay hydrated?

Also

-jaya

💓💓💓💓💓💓 DWKJahkdhkdsgjhhgdjkhgsg THE MOST TERRIFYING OPTIMISM OMG (that little guy is cute tho i cant tell if he's a sugar glider or what but he's v cute (bold of me to assume his gender tbh but in my eyes everything i see is just a lil guy, including myself)) you're really feeding into my love of cute lil critters man T-T i appreciate that

heh i've had some regular un-beaned water today we're all good <3 YOU HAVE TO AS WELL THO YOU GOTTA STAY HYDRATED AND SHI OTHERWISE WHO IS GONNA WRITE ALL THOSE BANGERS

nahhh they give you straws for milo?? our fast food places are givin us paper straws as well, a bitch can't have her hungry jacks ice coffee without sucking it up through a deteriorated tube T-T

I'M GLAD YOU LIKE MY BLOG AND THINK IT'S LIKE ATSUSHI I KINDA GET IT BECAUSE BOTH ME AND ATSUSHI WILL PUNCH TRANSPHOBES (and we both got crippling self-hatred and no dad lmao kin moment)

[romangodfreyownsmyass]

50 Questions Tag

Thanks for the tag @dragsraksllib 💜💜

What color is your hairbrush? Black

Name a food you never eat: any kind of meat.

Are you usually too warm or too cold? Always too warm.

What were you doing 45 minutes ago? Writing fanfics 😬

What’s your favorite candy bar? Milky Way

Have you ever been to a professional sports game? Yes like six years ago😂

What’s the last thing you said out loud? Shit

What’s your favorite ice cream? Anything from Ben and Jerry’s my man

What was the last thing you had to drink? Coffee

Do you like your wallet? What kind of a question— never mind. Yeah I guess so

What’s the last thing you ate? A pb+j. Yes I know I’m so fancy

Did you buy any new clothes last weekend? Nah but I got some books!!

What’s the last sporting event you watched? An old rerun of a boxing match with Muhammad Ali

What is your favorite flavor of popcorn? Buttery and salty as fuck

Who’s the last person you sent a text to? My sister

Ever go camping? I used to a lot. Not anymore tho

Do you take vitamins? Yup. Something for my hair. I can’t remember exactly.

Do you go to church every Sunday? Not every Sunday

Do you have a tan? Nope. I’m pale af

Do you prefer Chinese or pizza? Uhhh pizza

Do you drink soda through a staw? Nope

What color socks do you usually wear? Black

Do you ever drive above the speed limit? Don’t we all?

What terrifies you? The ocean!!! What the hell is going on down there?!?!

Look to your left, what to you see? My doggy 🥺

What chore do you hate the most? Yard work 😫

What do you think when you hear an Australian accent? Cleo from h2o 😂 “Don’t look at the moon emmer!!”

What’s your favorite soda? Vanilla Coke or grape soda

Do you go in fast food or in the drive through? Drive through all the way

What’s your favorite number? 3

Who’s the last person you talked to? My dad

Favorite cut of beef? I don’t eat beef

Last song you listened to? Dumb by Nirvana

Last book you read? The Long Walk by Stephen King

Can you say the alphabet backwards? Let’s see... Z Y X uhhh no I can’t

Favorite day of the week? Friday ofc

How do you like your coffee? Black for hot coffee and with cream for iced coffee

Favorite pair of shoes? Black sneakers

Time you normally wake up? Oh man I gotta expose myself now... like 1 pm. But I got up early today!

Sunrise or sunsets? Sunrise (when I’m up to see it of course)

How many blankets on your bed? Three

Describe your kitchen plates? The nice ones are grey and shiny. But I usually just use the paper plates

Describe your kitchen at the moment? Very messy ( we’re trying to get ready to move )

Do you have a favorite alcoholic drink? Jack and coke

Do you play cards? Yes. My family loves to play poker so I usually get dragged into a game or two

What color is your car? I don’t have one, but the one I usually drive is black

Can you change a tire? Haha nope

Your favorite state, province, country, etc.? Favorite state is Colorado and favorite country is Sweden (no not just because Bill lives there. Don’t come for me)

Favorite job you’ve had? I’ve never had a job so.... but I’m trying to get one at target! So there’s that

How did you get your biggest scar? I had surgery when I was in... fourth grade? It’s pretty faded by now tho

I’m gonna tag @harryandthatgayvodka @bloodentitled @zeinnorth and anyone else who wants to do this! I’d like to get to know all of you a little more

[dbphantom]

[inhales] fuck it junpai-7 time

I feel apathetic instead of anxious so here’s a ~bit~ from the H2O AU. It’s a good scene with Clay and Zane (and Quietfoot). Personally, I like the bar scene too (takes place 2 scenes before this one) but the intro to that one is kinda self-indulgent and I am not a brave enough boy for that yet. Listen, I’ll be honest, I picked this scene a) because there’s like no H2O content outside a few throwaway lines and you solely borderlands folk can enjoy it without needing to understand the Deep Merfolk Lore and b) I never write fight scenes and I’m proud of it. I know how can a person write borderlands fanfics and not be comfortable writing fight scenes, I’m such a heathen.

Anyway. Context? Uhhh, this is in the past. Meant to elaborate on that one line about Clay and Zane crossing paths on a smuggling job on Junpai-7 (a water planet). I thought it’d be funny if it turned out they were on opposite sides of the job. I’m also a big fan of a one Cutlord Karuu being the resident pirate queen. Because pirates are cool and her name is kickass.

“Where the..?”

Clay blinked open his eyes at the whisper, tried to move his hands to his throbbing head, and realized he was tied up. Yup, if he wasn’t awake before, he was definitely awake now. And, apparently, sitting on the deck of his ship, tied up against the mast, with nothing but the wide expanse of Junpai’s ocean surrounding it.

Well, damn. That wasn’t good.

He pulled against the binds, but they didn’t give- weren’t even in a position to grab so he could untie them. Whoever did this knew what they were doing.

“The hell’s going on?” He snapped at the disembodied muttering, shaking his head to get the exhaustion out. He’d been drugged, and he always hated that. “Domino, you there?”

The same whirring as earlier returned and Clay finally got to see the source- a small drone hovered before him, chirping merrily and spinning in circles.

“Zoomer? Oh! He’s up!”

A figure moved into view and Clay blinked, because he recognized him. The stranger from the bar a week ago. He was still around?

“Hello again! So sorry about this, didn’t think you’d be the one I had to target. But, hey, remember, I promised- no killing!” He showed his hands, free of any weapon, and grinned.

“What the hell, man, I bought you a drink. Where’s Domino?”

“Domino? Oh, the one on the dock? He’s still there, I think. I took us out to sea so the other two couldn’t come back yet. Don’t worry, I’ll be gone soon!”

“What are you here for? It part of that contract?” Clay had a pretty good idea. The one thing every spot of trouble they’d encountered lately was after.

Zane nodded, opening the lid on a crate next to the cabin door and poking around inside. “Yeah, yeah. From a one Cutlord Karuu. Sure you’ve heard of her.”

Clay groaned, leaning his head back against the mast. “Yeah. Pirate queen. She’s been keeping an eye on our ring for ages. Whatever she wants, we don’t have it.” He noticed movement out of the corner of his eye and glanced to look at what it could be.

Quietfoot was perched up on the sails, crouched and following the man below. He held up the alien compass they were supposed to be dropping off in Mariejois and put a finger to his lips.

Clay returned his sight back to the intruder. “So, what are you looking for?”

Zane sighed. “Ah, you know, a small, little, bobbly alien thing. Points north. What’s the word?” He paused in his searching, putting the lid on the crate down and leaning on it. “Actually, it doesn’t point north. Supposed to point to a Vault Key. You know, one of those things everyone’s losing their minds over these days? I don’t get it. But the actual ones point north.”

The hitman frowned and scowled at the drone as it bobbed around the ship, mouthing something to himself.

Clay watched, confused and slightly worried he had noticed Quietfoot above them.

“COMPASS!”

Clay jumped and whispered a quiet curse. “What is wrong with you?”

“Sorry, sorry. Remembered-”

Thump.

The two stopped and looked over to see what the noise was. The Eridian compass was spiraling in a small circle, and the two watched it fall without saying a thing.

“… Huh,” Zane finally managed, and looked up at the sky. “Didn’t think I had that pow-”

Quietfoot landed on top of him, sending him to the floor, and snatched the compass back, stashing it in his digistruct pack.

“Holy-! Where did you come from?” Zane asked after he got his breath back, pushing himself up off the deck with a cough.

Quietfoot had already pulled out his shotgun, and he fired it in response.

Zane’s shield took the brunt of it, a few pellets hitting the wall behind him, and he smirked despite the breath being taken away from him again. “You don’t talk much? That’s fine, I can cover for both of us!”

He tossed out a small disc that landed at Clay’s feet, which then projected another, flashier shield.

“What the hell?” Clay demanded, struggling to get out of his binds in order to help his partner.

“Get it?” Said Zane, hands on his knees as he laughed. “’Cover’? Ah, you guys are a tough crowd.”

Quietfoot pulled the trigger again and the barrier absorbed the blast, burning pellets falling around Clay. He felt lucky he was wearing his leathers today.

Zane grabbed the barrier from midair with a button press and bolted towards the rogue, bashing him with it while the man reloaded. He dropped his shotgun and Zane kicked it away, letting it bounce off the railing of the ship and skid across the deck.

“Come on, just give it up! Don’t make me hurt you!” He got a look at the man’s bloodied nose as Quietfoot steadied himself. “Uh, more. Don’t make me hurt you more! … So sorry about that- you seem like a cool fella.”

Clay glanced down at the electronic disc at his feet, then the flashy light shield, and had an idea. He lifted up his left boot and smashed it down on the thing, watching the sparks fly. The barrier Zane held fizzled out of existence for a split second. The hitman seemed surprised, turning his head to see what was going on with his tech.

“I- hey, I just got that fixed! Quit it!”

Clay grinned. He did it again, just as Quietfoot reared back for a sucker punch to the man’s jaw. The barrier vanished moments before his fist reached Zane’s face. He staggered back from the blow, blinking rapidly and touching the blood now dripping from his split lip. “Ow! What was that for? I’m trying not to kill you!”

Quietfoot lunged for his shotgun while Zane was distracted, finishing the reload from his crouched position on the deck.

“Shite,” Zane muttered when he finally looked up, as his barrier still hadn’t returned after Clay reacquainted his foot with the projector. He pulled out another device and pressed the button on its side, and then there were two of him standing side-by-side.

Clay blinked.

Quietfoot blinked.

One of the Zanes grinned and the other one waved.

“What the…” Clay managed. “How many tricks do you have?”

“Enough,” said one, and Quietfoot pulled the trigger on him.

The deck behind him gained a nice fourteen hole pattern, with splinters to boot.

“You know,” said the other, “we don’t have to do it like this. You can just give me the compass and we’ll all go on our merry ways! I’ll even untie you, Clay,” he said, turning his head to grin at him.

Quietfoot whirled around, pointing the barrel of his gun at the talking one and keeping an eye on the other, who was studying him, just in case.

The other opened their mouth to speak and Quietfoot took no chances, quickly firing off his gun. That one stumbled back, shield audibly breaking from the hit. “… Ow!” He wheezed, doubled over from the blow to his stomach. “That’s gonna bruise tomorrow.”

Quietfoot had reloaded while Zane was lamenting over his new injury, and lifted his gun to shoot once more. The hitman looked up and suddenly- instantly- he was standing straight, glaring at the other man.

No, Clay realized. That was the clone- the dude could switch places with it. Oh, now, that was just unfair. And also explained a lot.

“That’s the double!” He warned Quietfoot, who nodded, quickly removing his finger from the trigger, and turned to face the real one. But the original was gone, having dashed off somewhere while his attacker was distracted.

“So,” came a whisper from next to Clay, taking cover behind the mast from Quietfoot’s shotgun. “What do you see in this guy? I mean, not to be rude, but he’s not very hospitable, is he? Or did I do somethin’? ‘Cause, honest, no hard feelings here- just work.”

Clay’s head whipped around to see Zane standing with his back against the mast, peering out from behind it. “What in the- how did you-? Damn it, man, if you’re going to scare me, at least let me fight back first!”

“Oh,” he sucked in a quick breath through his teeth. “No can do. I’m trying to not kill you guys, remember?” He snapped his fingers and his drone buzzed down from its place above them, settling on his shoulder with a small wiggle. “You can play dead, though! It’s like a game!”

Quietfoot had advanced on them while they were talking and Zane grinned at Clay when the man rounded the mast. “Gotta go!”

“Quit running!” Clay yelled, struggling against his binds and kicking his feet as Zane darted out onto the deck again.

“Hell no! He’s got a gun!” The Hitman laughed.

Quietfoot sighed and re-rounded the mast, entirely done with the intruder and stopping first to assess Clay’s whole situation. At the moment, Zane was no threat, just a nuisance.

“You want help?” He asked.

“Holy shite,” Zane said, popping up next to them. “He can talk? For real?”

Quietfoot shot him, but it didn’t do much since the man simply teleported away and popped back up behind him seconds later, leaning over his shoulder.

“Wow! I can’t believe you can actually talk,” Zane rambled with a grin as Quietfoot undid Clay’s binds. “Do you just not like to, or is it something I said? Because I was asking Clay earlier if it was something I said and I’m just not sure. This whole thing we’ve got going on right now is only work, you get that, right? When I’m done with my contract, we should all get a drink together. You all seem like a pretty cool group of fellas. Like your friend, Domino! I remembered. Haven’t met the other two, but they seem neat. I like your shapeshifter- I know what that’s like. Must be cool to do it on command.” He paused momentarily, brain seeming to catch up with his mouth as he blinked. “Uh, I know what the tricking people’s like. Not the- not the other thing. So, what do you say?”

Clay pulled his hands loose and rubbed his wrists with a quiet mutter of thanks, then pulled his pistol from his digistruct pack as he stood. Quietfoot readied his shotgun and the two turned to face Zane, who looked particularly dumbfounded.

“Is that a ‘no’ to the drinks?”

“Listen, man,” Clay said, pulling the hammer down on his pistol and pointing it at him as he backed up towards the railing. “You’ve got three seconds to sit down and shut up, or else things are going to get really, really bad for you. I like your style, don’t get me wrong,” he admitted, “but nobody messes with my crew. And, here’s the thing: I think I don’t want to see your brains lying on my deck, so sit the hell down while we get this ship back to port.”

“Alright,” Zane said, raising his hands above his head with a grin. He held his clone’s device in one hand, and his silver digistruct pack in the other. “You got me.”

Clay glanced down at the man’s hip, because he could have sworn his digistruct pack was black.

… It was.

That wasn’t his.

Quietfoot cursed from beside him and began reloading his shotgun, pack blatantly missing from his belt. Clay understood, then, why the man didn’t stop Quietfoot from untying him and instead decided to talk nonsense. He went to take the shot for his partner, but the stupid drone flew over and latched onto his arm, throwing off his aim.

“Kidding. I was kidding!” Zane tossed his digiclone device into his own pack and saluted them with two fingers and a grin, hopping backwards onto the railing and balancing there for a moment. “This was fun! Seriously, let’s get together later!”

“What the hell are you doing? Get off that!” Clay yelled, still struggling to get the robot off of him. “Don’t be an idiot!”

Going overboard on Junpai-7 was a death sentence- everybody who lived and worked here knew that. But the hitman? He was just some stranger from Pandora. He’d have no idea the consequences. And Clay did, admittedly, have a soft spot for the guy, despite his thievery and overly talkative personality; he wanted to make him pay a little, maybe even recruit him into the rogues when all was said and done, not watch him get brutally ripped apart by sea kings and flash whirlpools.

But Zane didn’t seem to care about what Clay said. He looked him in the eye, did a dramatic, sweeping bow, and dropped backwards with a grin and a whistle.

The bot relinquished its death grip on Clay’s arm and flung itself over the railing of their ship with reckless abandon. The clone, too, vanished after a second, as did the broken barrier disc lying forgotten on the deck beside a smattering of bullet holes.

The two rogues were left staring at the place the man was standing, until Clay broke their stupor by rushing to the railing and leaning over.

There was nothing in the black waves.

Clay had half expected them to be pink with blood, or at least see the hitman struggling to stay afloat in the brutal current, but it was like he had vanished into thin air. What, was this another one of his tricks?

“Stay alert,” Clay told Quietfoot, who nodded. “Don’t know where he went.”

“That’s just great. He better not still be on the ship- I’ll blow his damn head open. Now we’re out twenty mil and all my guns. Sorry, Clay, I should’ve untied you sooner. Might’ve been able to get the bastard at the start if we were both up and at ‘em.”

Clay shook his head. “He was a real crafty son of a bitch, don’t feel bad. ‘Sides, one of those Vault Hunting bastards was bound to be strong enough to get what they wanted eventually.” He sighed, putting his pistol away. “Domino was right, it’s probably for the best we don’t get involved in all this alien stuff. Maybe twenty mil is a small price to pay to learn that.”

“Maybe,” said Quietfoot, looking out at the water. “May-be.”

[leninouche]

5 things tag

@sastrugie tagged me ! Thanks!!

5 things on your desk

- laptop

- coloured pencils

- fairy lights shaped like small houses

- letters from friends

- the Prince of Persia Dvd

5 things in your bag

- the phenomenal book: The Devil in the White City

- a water bottle shaped like a milk package

- Lebkuchen

- coughdrops

- purse

5 favourite meals

- wraps

- smth called Bombay Potatos

- potatos with white cheese

- tomatos with feta cheese

- fries

5 favourite drinks

- Earl Grey tea

- blackcurrant everything

- coffee

- water

- handmade iceteas with cool stuff in it, the ones you get in mason jars and restaurants

5 favourite movies

- The Man From U.N.C.L.E.

- King Arthur (Guy Ritchie version)

- Prince of Persia

- A Knight‘s Tale

- The Hobbit and LOTR films

Last 5 songs listened to:

- Six the Musical (all of them)

- December‘s Traditions (Frightened Rabbitt)

- Roman Holiday (Nicky Minaj)

- Wo noch Niemand war (Frozen 2 but the Mark Forster version because boy??? You can sing??? Huh??? Wow???))

- Talk to Me (Cavetown)

Last 5 Shows watched:

- H2O Just Add Water

- Dark

Hhh otherwise none oops. I‘m not much in a series mood at the moment

Last 5 Google searches:

I think they get deleated automatically but definetly some sort of Lyrics, pics from the Highlander series for reference, Big Time Rush music videos.... that‘s what I remember

5 favourite Songs:

- A Nightingale Sang in Berkely Square

- Total Eclipse of the Heart (Bonnie Tyler)

- Roman Holiday (Nicky Minaj) (dont @ me)

- Cry To Me (Solomon Burke)

- Mama‘s Gun (Glass Animals)

And many more oops

5 favourite Anime:

- Yuri On Ice

- Ouran High School Host Club

- Free!

- Hiiro no Kakera (mostly for the nostalgia tho)

- gotta list Fairy Tail because I Had A Phase

Heyyy that was fun!!

I‘ll tag: @queer-cosette @endorstoiii aaaans everyone reading this that wants to do it too

[maxrockthatassky]

@sadmurderdad ur braver than me!!!! i hope you didnt get burnt too bad tho :( i havent gone out yet lol im not gonna they r saying today is my towns hottest day recorded - the last recorded day was 46.5 n its 47 today :(

@crewdlydrawn :( :( enjoy ur cold winds my friend im gonna get ice packs that will melt in 5 mins 

[amphetameme-queen-blog]

If you slip up...

Here’s my master list of how to take care of yourself after a b/p, stay strong my lovelies!

1. Physical Damage Control

Teeth -

It's usually a warning sign to have bad teeth as someone less than seventy years old. It's a 'classic' symptom of bulimia and I've heard a lot of (rookies) swear by brushing their teeth. DON'T FUCKIN DO IT MAN. I used to b/p anywhere between three to ten times a day at my worst, but I always kept a handy supply of TUMS or antacids on me. Your teeth become weakened when you b/p in the first place, so the abrasiveness of toothbrush bristles tends to wear down on your enamel. I never brushed my teeth after I would purge, and I've been b/p'ing on and off for about four years now. Like I said - ten times a day at the worst. I went to the dentist last month and they said that my teeth were like, perfect. It was actually shocking. Thank god for chemistry I suppose.

So how does it work? Well, the calcium carbonate (the main ingredient of TUMS) neutralizes the hydrochloric acid (stomach acid) on our teeth like it would in our stomach. It's basically a high school chemistry equation.

CaCO3+ HCl -> CaCl2 + CO2 + H2O.

The symptoms you'll get (after an antacid) is basically just burping up the CO2 lol. It's much more preferable to tooth decay, might I say. OH and if you don't have any antacids on you, baking soda works in the same way. Just put a teaspoon of baking soda into water, swish it around your mouth, and spit it out. It doesn't taste great, but you could probably mix it with a little alcohol-free toothpaste so it tastes more minty. I highly recommend against swallowing baking soda because it will most likely irritate your stomach and make you even more nauseous, and not in an emetic way. (Ana butterflies don't get any stupid ideas it's not gonna work like you think). Swallowing baking soda just makes you kind of uncomfortable, really.

Y'all need to floss too. I sound like I've got a major stick up my ass, because who actually flosses flossing is for old people and l0zers fuck that shit. Nope. Flossing once before you go to bed helps your teeth against yellowing, in my experience. I wouldn’t recommend flossing post-purge as your gums tend to be much more sensitive. ‘Cuz who’s trynna get gingivitis yeah no one.

Sinuses -

​Remember that time you (regrettably) b/p’d on rice? And you felt that rice grain up there and took a napkin and blew fuckin snot rice into your napkin, like the sexy beast you are?

Yeah I remember that too.

It’s pretty apparent that stomach acid anywhere besides your stomach is a recipe for havoc. The stomach acid eats away at the mucous membranes in your nose, leading to constant sniffling, loss of smell, and chronic sinus infections. Even if you don't feel irritation in your nose immediately following a b/p, the acid can still lead to damage.

So how do you remedy this?

From my experience, the Neti-Pot saline rinse is the best bet. You can use the one that looks like a tea kettle or the one that's a squeezy bottle - both do the same thing. I have the squeezy bottle and it's really simple to use. You add water up to the fill line

And then you pour the saline packet into the bottle and mix thoroughly (just shake the bottle). Be sure to use FILTERED DRINKING WATER because tap water often contains heavy metals like copper or iron, which isn't good for your nose. Then put the plastic bottle with the saline-water solution into the microwave for approximately 35 seconds, and be careful to make sure it isn't too hot. Make sure it's just slightly warm and then screw the cap on tightly. Lean over a sink and gently squeeze the bottle into one nostril until the water comes out the other. Don't worry, it doesn't provoke the dreaded “oh god there's water in my nose I feel like I'm drowning” feeling. Your sinuses are connected and because the water is warm (like body temperature) it won't come as a shock to your body. Repeat the process on both nostrils until the bottle is done.

I've had actual chunks of food come out of my nose before, and I'm like, “shit, that would have just been hangin out in my nose the entire time?” So it's really important for preventing sinus infections or acid damage to the nasal cavity.

​Electrolyte Imbalances -

​If I had a dollar for the amount of times I've seen THAT PICTURE of the dead bulimic girl I would be richer than Donald Trump. Yeah, she died from gastric rupture blah blah blah but I always see blogs referencing that picture with the danger of heart failure and death in bulimics.

Despite how frequently I used to purge, I'm not dead yet! Hurray I guess! I used to get serious heart palpitations after a long day of purging, but I could mitigate some of those side effects with proper hydration and electrolyte drinks.

I ain't talkin no purple Gatorade shit either. Gatorade isn't as hydrating as one would think. It's made for athletes who are working out and sweating, and releasing salt through their skin. Gatorade replenishes the sodium and sugar, but if you're not working out/sweating a lot, the extra sodium could cause water retention *panics* The best option for electrolyte-replenishing is coconut water, in my opinion. It's naturally high in potassium, which is the principle electrolyte lost by vomiting. Pedialyte takes a close second for hydration because it's designed to replenish electrolytes, like if you have the flu or something. You can buy Pedialyte over the counter at most (American) pharmacies.

Electrolytes are important in muscle contraction, which includes the heart. This is why many bulimics die from heart attacks

Of course, the best way to get potassium is through potassium-rich foods. Some examples:

Avocado

Acorn squash

Spinach

Sweet potato

Wild-caught salmon

Dried apricots

Pomegranate

Coconut water

White beans

Banana

Source: Dr. Axe

Y'all also gotta be mindful of your magnesium too. Magnesium is lost (most notably) through diarrhea and thus laxative abuse. Here's how to remember the electrolytes:

Potassium is lost through Purging and Magnesium is lost by taking Mega Shits.

I'm laughing bahahah but I shouldn't be because the magnesium thing is no joke.

2. Psychological Damage Control

The Post Purge Freakout-

​Quit playin. You know what I’m talkin’ about, that anxiety like fuck fuck fuck what did I just do I’m a worthless human I deserve to-

Stop.

These thoughts seem real, like ground-breaking realizations that affirm your worthlessness and desire to continue hurting yourself with ED behaviors. Diffusing these thoughts feels like the hardest thing to do in the moment, of course, but self-care is one of the most important factors in preventing another episode. I’m not trying to be some over-simplifying, self-righteous therapist who thinks that mindfulness is the only way out ‘it’s all about positive self talk, honey!’ Nah fam, anyone who’s dealt with the vicious cycle of bulimia knows it’s not that fuckin’ easy, and so I’m not trying to sugarcoat the fact that post-b/p self-care can be really goddamn difficult.

The best post-b/p self care I’ve implemented is putting on cozy pajamas (if you’re at home) and just taking a five minute break from what you’re doing to listen to music, draw/write, or go on a short walk. Let yourself feel comfy and secure, like being wrapped in a warm fuzzy blanket. Give yourself just five minutes to collect your feelings, and realize that a past slip-up can’t determine the future. Because that’s all it is - in the past. What’s in the past is done, and no amount of hateful self talk or self-injury will change that. But what you do in the present is what matters. Think about it as a fork in the road -

“Okay, so I just binged and purged, I have urges to hurt myself or compensate for what I just did, but what will happen if I don’t do either of those things?”

Nothing.

You might panic. You might cry. Let the tears come, if you are in a safe place where you feel you can do so. We know that the day might have sucked, but time stops for no one. The next thing you know, it’s the next morning. The sun is shining through your window, you are alive and your body is resilient. BOI IT’S A NEW FUCKIN DAY! YESTERDAY WAS A CAN OF SHIT, BUT YOU KNOW WHAT, TODAY DOESN’T HAVE TO BE. The important thing is that you lived through those horrible feelings, and you’ll remember that. You’re stronger, more resilient, and persistent than you think. You don’t even have to be in recovery to apply this. That’s not what I’m getting at. If you’re pursuing a goal, whether it be eating at regular intervals or meeting a certain calorie limit, there are going to be times you might mess up. And good god, it is absolutely okay.

Imagine yourself going to bed the next night, realizing that you had your first binge free, purge free day since you could remember. Knowing that you fought your urge to b/p will help you remember that next time, “hey, I’m stronger than my urges.”

I guess what I’m emphasizing here is self-forgiveness. I know a lot of people’s ED’s are driven by self-hatred and you’re all such beautiful human beings who deserve to love yourself as others love you. Wow. That got really deep real fast. But hey, I’ve been through it all.

~

Yo. I'm gonna add more to this, but only if people are interested in my ED-related writing. I'm actually working on a blog right now but I figured I might as well post some stuff here for feedback. PLEASE comment I would love to hear from you guys. 'Do I write like a sappy self-help book'? 'Is it relatable and/or helpful?' Let me know in a comment or DM what you're feelin about it. Sending hugs!

[mercedesbarnes]

H2O

Summary: You challenge Bucky not to laugh on your day off.

Pairing:  Bucky x Reader

Warnings: fluff, humour of the pun kind

Word Count: 1,491

A/N: this is my first fic ever posted here! I’d love any feedback, comments, questions, etc.  I’ve done this water challenge with friends, and let me tell you, it gets pretty crazy. 

I hope you enjoy!

“Wait…explain it to me again.”

“It’s called the Water Challenge, you have to fill up your cheeks with water.“

“And then see how fast I can drink this whole thing?” Bucky held up the water pitcher. “Newsflash, doll, my bladder can only hold so much.”

You giggled.  “No, you hold water in your mouth—I do it too, don’t give me that face—then we’ll try to make each other laugh. Whoever laughs and lets all the water fall out loses.”

“Where’d you find this?”

“Buzzfeed.”

“Of course it was Buzzfeed,” Bucky sighed, shaking his head slightly.

You were sitting crossed legged in the living room, movie cases strewn haphazardly on the coffee table and plates everywhere.  The team had left for a quick two-day mission, leaving you and Bucky alone in the tower. It was something you relished in, loving how you had Bucky all to yourself.  The two of you were best friends but recently your thoughts around him had taken a…different route. A more-than-friends route.

Taking the pitcher you filled both of the glasses with water and handed one to your opponent.

“But isn’t this better than another day filling out the paperwork Bruce left us?”

“True.  And I get to spend it with you,” he said, poking your nose with his index finger. You could feel yourself blush, so you busied yourself with smoothing down the carpet.  

Your lack of attention was a mistake. You yelped as he flicked his half-full glass at you. Mouth in a gaping ‘O’, you said, “I see how its going to be! What happened to Skeptical Bucky?”

“He’s still here, but it’s still a challenge, and I plan to win.  Got a problem with that doll?” An evil grin spread across his handsome face.

“Nope. Cause I’m going to win.”

“Mhm, keep telling yourself that. Let’s talk stakes.”  

“Okay.”   You watched him shift to refill his glass, your eyes gravitating towards his lips.  Then your mouth opened, and you surprised even yourself with what came out.  “If I win, you have to kiss me.”

The pitcher stopped as if time was frozen.  “And if I win?”

“Then I have to kiss you.”

Courage. Can’t say it’s not spontaneous.

Water dripped agonizingly slow into the cup, yet when your eyes met Bucky’s again, his were a shade darker blue than before.  “Sounds reasonable. Ready?”

You sat up straighter and both of you lifted your glass in a ‘cheers’ motion before downing it. The water sloshed around in your mouth; thank the stars you weren’t thirsty or this challenge would have been torture. You started off simple, wide then narrowed eyes, crossing them to look at your nose. Small smile. No water.  

Bucky’s turn.  He waggled his heavyset eyebrows to imitate the wave.  You arranged your face to show that he had to try harder.  As much as you wanted that kiss, you weren’t going to lose on purpose.

Back and forth the two of you devised creative ways to make each other laugh, but to no avail.  Bucky was a surprisingly good competitor; it wasn’t your first time playing the challenge, and truthfully you had been expecting to win right off the bat.  Time to up the intensity.  

You flicked his cheek, resulting in a hollow sound that nearly made you lose it when paired with his shocked expression.  Knowing Bucky as well as you did, you could imagine what he was thinking.

‘Did you just flick me?’

‘Whatcha going to do about it, old man?’

A jet of water was sprayed at your face in answer.

‘Alright.  No more Mrs. Nice Y/N’

You reached out and started to tickle his sides, an action that made him recoil back. Or so you thought. Movement happened, and suddenly Bucky sat smugly on your legs, pinning you to the ground.  Never breaking eye contact, he reached teasingly for the water pitcher and dangled it right above your face. His smirk was simultaneously as hot, and as terrifying as hell.

‘Nonononono’ you tried to wiggle out from under Bucky----splash. You were utterly and completely soaked, as was the couch and the carpet beneath you. You sighed in resignation, pretending to be annoyed by Bucky’s muffled laughter. He was close to breaking…and off-balance, pumping his fists in premature victory, if you had anything to do with it.

You used your training to flip him over so you were straddling him.  Grabbing a pillow off the couch, you promptly dropped it from your height onto his head.  To add insult to injury you spit all your water on your best friends’ face after he pushed the pillow off.  

“Who’s wet now!”  

This time Bucky couldn’t hold it in and he gasped out his water; you could feel his laughs resonating through your legs, and you realized what a compromising position you were in.

Apparently, Bucky was thinking the same thing.  His hands moved to rest on your waist, one warm, one cool; your eyes watched as his sinful tongue flicked out to make his lips more inviting. The mood of the room had quickly switched from playful to something deeper, more intimate.

“Well, doll. I think I won.”

“Yeah…guess you did.”

You both knew what that meant. The courage from earlier crept back. Your fingers weaved their way into his soft locks, and you finally leaned down so those captivating blue eyes were closer closer, parted lips closerclosercloser—

“Good evening Mr. Stark, welcome home.”  

A ding of the elevator and F.R.I.D.A.Y.  startled you enough to tumble off Bucky. You scampered onto the couch before the team could come down the hall.

Why oh why did they have to come back now? You stole a nervous glance at the boy you were about to kiss not ten seconds ago.

Slowly, Bucky pushed himself up to lean against the opposite couch, cleared his throat, and used both hands to push back his hair.  That tongue swiped at his lips again and it was all you could do to stay on the couch.  You swore you could see an expression of frustration cross his features when your teammates emerged from around the corner, but you were probably just hoping.  Really hoping.  

“Hey you two,” Steve greeted.  The chorus of ‘hellos’ followed from the rest of the team. Sam and Tony whizzed over the fridge, Nat took a seat at the island, and the others drifted off to their respective rooms.

“Hey,” you said.  Your fingers fiddled with the bottom of your pants and you fought to keep your attention on Steve’s report of their success.

“It was an open-and-shut case, we just went in and the scientists confessed immediately,” he said, “it’s actually nice to have people cooperate with us for once.”

“Less discus,” Tony mumbled through his sandwich.

Clint returned to sit on the couch.  You and Bucky exchanged an alarmed look, all awkward gone--he ducked his head away, shoulders shaking. You had to cover your mouth with your hand for fear of bursting out laughing.

“Why is the floor so wet?!”

“Blame Buzzfeed!” you yelled, grabbing Bucky’s hand and escaping to your room.  

“That game was absolutely ridiculous, Y/N,” he chuckled, shutting the door behind him. “I’m soaked.”

“Gives a new meaning to ‘within spitting distance’ huh?”

He took a few steps closer. “You know what? I think I’d prefer to be within kissing distance.”

Your heart skipped a beat; you didn’t hope after all. “Well, currently, we have no other options.”

Bucky titled his head. “Was that a water pun?”

“…maybe.”

“You’ve gotta stop doing that,” he laughed slightly and looked up at the ceiling.

“Doing what?” you asked with a taunting grin. Bucky reached out and tucked a loose piece of hair behind your ear. His hand lingered, cupping your cheek.

“Saying things that make me want to kiss you.”

Your heart was beating so fast you were sure he could hear it. Feel it too, since he leaned in so his forehead rested against yours.

“What if I told you not only was that one pun, it was two.”

“Then I’d have to do this.”

Bucky lowered his lips to meet yours, the moment you had dreamed of for so long.  The kiss was soft and gentle and chaste at first. Then Bucky’s arms encircled your waist, and you reached up and tangled yours around his neck, adding more pressure to your lips, deepening the kiss.  Your parted lips opened further, allowing your tongues to earnestly say hello. Finally you pulled apart, arms still around one another.

“I’ve been wanting to do that for so long...”

“Me too,” you breathed.

“I think I like winning.” The corner of his mouth twitched up in a lopsided grin.  

“Don’t get used to it, I demand a rematch.” You bumped his nose with yours. “But later,” you said, pulling him in for another kiss, “we haven’t completed the stakes yet.”

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tagging some of my favourites and inspiration because I’m new and I really admire you :) 

a big thank you to @fxckmebuck for being amazing with writing, and all the tips and encouragement! 

@buckyywiththegoodhair @avengerofyourheart @bovaria @wndas-romanoff @thejamesoldier @caplanbuckybarnes @softcorehippos @papi-chulo-bucky@buckybarnesismypreciousplum @mangosoldier 

(let me know if you want to be untagged)

[anaetudes]

Tag game! (another one)

I was tagged by @scientificarum and @mymedstudentjourney (thanks!!) i won’t make another 11 questions or tag people because i made one of these recently, so i’ll just answer the questions! :)

Rules: post the questions you answer, you don’t want people to be confused. answer the 11 questions i will ask at the end of the post, and then write down 11 more questions for the people you tag to answer. tag 11 more people

scientificarium ones

What’s your favorite piece of clothing you own or owned? a green hoodie with a smile saying “have a nice day” and my stamped mom jeans

What’s your favorite drink? h2o! gotta be hydrated haha

What do you consider to be your best find? at the moment the pastel mildliners pack i ordered which were 7€ w/ free shipping

Are you usually early or late? late, very late

What are some small things that make your day better? having those me moments where i can relax like reading a book with some background music or taking a bath after a hard day

What would be your first question after waking up from being cryogenically frozen for 100 years? “where am i?”

What age do you wish you could permanently be? idk but probably 20?

What’s your favorite genre of book or movie? futuristic dystopias or sci fi

What is the most annoying question that people ask you? are you really 17? how can you be in sciences? 

What is the most interesting place you’ve been? a library in lisbon which has a massive printer in the middle of it and you can actually go inside of that printer and it was a wonderful exhibit of tiny handmade machines that tell a story about time traveling

What do you hope never changes? my way to be

mymedstudentjourney ones

What is your favorite place to study? my room or the local library

Do you have a bucket list? nope, me and lists don’t get along

What’s your biggest goal? my biggest goal this year is to pass maths

What would you like to learn just for fun? maybe programing 

Favorite quote?  “behind a great man there’s always a great woman”

Make a recommendation of a book.  i didn’t read nothing recently so i am afraid i have nothing to recommend, sorry :/

What do you do to get your mind out of school work?  i practice karate, go to scouts, write to vent things off, watch series, read some books...

If you could pick one fictional world to live in, what would it be?  i actually don’t know hahah but i guess it would be the miraculous world ¯\_(ツ)_/¯  

If you could choose three different destinations, which ones would you choose?  new york, paris and tokyo

What do you like most and least about your personality?  like the most: idk; like the least: my stubbornness and my magical to put me down no matter what

What’s the last thing that made you smile? honestly? a drabble of my otp i read 5 minutes ago

[eastwesttreaty]

Water is miraculous omf. I never really had an acne problem even in high school, but I just became so lazy these past few months and I drank nearly zero water everyday, like a couple weeks ago I’m pretty sure I didn’t drink water at all one day, and my forehead just broke out super badly, but now I’ve been drinking 60-80oz of water a day for a little over a week and mAN OH MAN it’s looking a lot better. Like I know drinking water really does help with acne but I just never had a chance in my life to experience the magic of that sweet sweet h2o. Drink water my friends, you gotta do it forever

[pnisawesome]

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[drxgonpxn-a]

Pick one of your muses.

Fill in the questions/statements as if you were your muse in a new post. DON’T REBLOG!

Tag some people to do this meme~

TAGGED BY: –  @mechanicallyunrealistic

1. What is your name?

     “ Depends on who’s askin’ ! Though Kai’s fine. “ 

2. What is your real name?

     “  Kaida Sasaki Hykean. It’s a mouthful, and it doesn’t roll off the tongue, but it’s cool. “ 

3. Do you know why you were called that?

     “ Nope. I mean, the Sasaki part is due t’ my bloodline, Hykean ‘cause my pops. Kaida though? I think it was a name they came up with when they were drunk ‘r something. “ 

4. Are you single or taken?

     “ Single as a can of pringles ! “ 

5. Have any abilities or powers?

     “ Dude, I literally just ran here. ‘m the fastest Ibrida alive man. That ‘nd I got some kick ass fire magic and shadows. “ 

6. Stop being a Mary Sue.

     “ Aaaah that was a time to want to die. When I was young and stupid. And siblings with a  Link - wannabe. Seriously though, I can get defeated pretty easily now. I ain’t no Ebony Dark’ness, man !  “ 

7. What’s your eye color?

     “ Red like an apple ! .”

8. How about your hair color?

     “ Red, probably ‘cause I eat people’s souls! -- Not really, but I mean, that’s what they say ‘bout gingers after all. “

9. Have you any family members?

     “ My pops ‘nd uncle Minoru, then there’s good bro Satoru ‘nd bad bro Hiroshi. Oh -- and do family friends count? ‘cause I mean, I gotta’ lotta friends th-that I see as family, y’know? “ 

10. Oh? What about pets?

     “ I had a pet rock once. “ 

11. That’s cool I guess, now tell me about something you don’t like.

     “ Eh ? Well, alcoholic dickbags, oh and veggies.... FUCK those things. “ 

12. Do you have any hobbies/activities you like doing?

     “ Runnin’ a’round and playin’ video games, ‘nd eatin’ .... ‘nd eatin’ some more. “ 

13. Ever hurt anyone before?

     “ Mhnm. “ 

14. Ever….killed anyone before?

     “ ... I try not to, but sometimes even heroes slip up. “ 

15. What kind of animal are you?

    “ A pureblood Ibrida ! Basically, a loooooong time ago, these humans thought it was a good idea to FUCK a dragon. Little did they know, they’d make an evolution chain of grumpy butts. “ 

16. Name your worst habits.

     “ Heh... I uh... Skip. “ 

17. Do you look up to anyone at all?

     “ A lotta’ people. ‘specially a certain mute dumbass. “ 

18. Gay, straight, or bisexual?

     “ The world may never know. ”

19. Do you go to school?

     “ Heh -- hehe....  School, y-yeah right... that doesn’t exist... What day is it today ‘gain? “  

20. Do you ever want to marry and have kids one day?

     “ Eh, maybe. “ 

21. Do you have any fanboys/fangirls?

     “ I better have a damn fan base man ! I’m workin’ my ass off t’ be cool so someone’s gotta be payin’ attention right? “ 

22. What are you most afraid of?

     “ Bein’ alone... “ 

23. What do you usually wear?

     “ A hoodie full of junk food, some nice loose fit sweatpants and m’ choker, and gloves! “ 

24. Do you love someone?

     “ The world may never know. “ 

25. When was the last time you wet yourself?

     “ I dunno. It’s been a while. “ 

26. Well, it’s not over yet!

    “ I gotta get up ‘nd stretch though m’ dude. “ 

27. What class are you?(High class, middle class, low class)

     “ Uh ... What’s that again? “ 

28. How many friends do you have?

     “ Whatcha’ gonna do? Steal my friend requests? Fight me. “ 

29. What are your thoughts on pie?

     “ Um... Um what’s that one pie with meat in it? “ 

30. Favorite drink?

     “ Good ol’ H2O which means water. “ 

31. What’s your favorite place?

     “ Heh, up above the clouds on a sky - scrapper right before I dive off or the woods. Woods are nice. “ 

32. Are you interested in someone~

     “ No . “ 

33. What’s your bra cup size and/or how big is your willy?

     “ Eh ? ..... Oh.... Uh.  .  It doesn’t exist m’ dude. “ 

34. Would you rather swim in the lake or the ocean?

     “ Which one won’t freeze me to death? “ 

35. What’s your type?

     “ Tsundere’s who are too kind for this world. “ 

36. Any fetishes?

     “ ‘ell no. “ 

37. Seme or uke? Top or Bottom? Dominant or Submissive?

     “ N a n i ?  “

38. Camping or indoors?

✦     “ Campin’! “ 

39. Are you wanting the quiz to end?

     “ Well I do need a snack  .  . . “ 

40. Now it’s over! Tag some people: 

 “ Nah bro, people should do it ‘f they want to. “ 

[studying-succulents]

92 Statements

tagged by @h2o-phd and i did this instead of my homework 

LAST:

1. Drink: as in alcohol?? me? no, i’m too young. Other - blackcurrant tea

2. Phone: my mom, to ask her to pick me up from band camp

3. Text message: thx – A friend of mine, saying thanks for helping me with college applications by describing me in one word (which was risky, but dedicated)

4. Song you listened to; iBand, my marching show for this year

5. Time you cried: last Thursday, so much anxiety. but i got a hug from a cute strong boy, so it was worth it. 

HAVE YOU:

6. Dated someone twice: haven’t even dated anyone once 

7. Kissed someone and regretted it: nope, haven’t kissed anyone 

8. Been cheated on: can’t be cheated on if you don’t date 

9. Lost someone special: yes 

10. Been depressed: yes

11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: nope 

LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS:

12. green - like a plant 

13. teal 

14. soft yellow 

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU:

15. Made new friends: yeahhh, you need friends in full IB

16. Fallen out of love: yep

17. Laughed until you cried: not that I remember??  I don’t have emotions 

18. Found out someone was talking about you: yeah!! people keep thinking I like other people, but  I’m just really affectionate

19. Met someone who changed you: nope.

20. Found out who your friends are: I've known who my friends are for like 2 years, i’m good at this 

21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: the only people on my facebook list are my family and band kids, so lol no 

GENERAL:

22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: all of them! (again, all band kids, and family)

23. Do you have any pets: 2 dogs, Suzie (a lab) and Stella (a pit bull)

24. Do you want to change your name: no, I’m good man

25. What did you do for your last birthday? nothing? I was still in school, I think I had band rehearsal. I got some presents, and we went out for dinner that weekend 

26. What time did you wake up: it’s 6:20! gotta be on the field by 7:30 

27. What were you doing at midnight last night: sleeping to get away from this world 

28. Name something you can’t wait for: to play in the stands for our game Friday Night!

29. When was the last time you saw your mom: right before I went to bed, so like 15 mins. ago

30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: to be less anxious and more confident in myself 

31. What are you listening to right now: the crickets outside and the Daily show

32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: NO - Tom's are evil 

33. Something that is getting on your nerves: the rookies in band camp not looking at the drum major, and stepping off on the wrong foot. THE RoOKIES  in general 

34. Most visited websites: tumblr, amazon, hulu 

35. Mole/s: like one on my back 

36. Mark/s: birthmark on my left bicep 

37. Childhood dream: to be an astronomer - then i learned how much math was involved 

38. Hair color: dirty blonde - More brown, but I have blonde streaks in my hair from the sun

39. Long or short hair: medium!

40. Do you have a crush on someone: yeah,  but I like always have a crush on someone because I’m needy

41. What do you like about yourself: i’m really caring and a mom of my entire band 

42. Piercings: just earring piercings

43. Blood type: A+! 

44. Nickname: Swis 

45. Relationship status: single af

46. Zodiac: Gemini

47. Pronouns: She/her.

48. Favorite TV Show: VOLTRON

49. Tattoos: I would love some tattoos of my dog and some plants 

50. Right or left hand: right

51. Surgery: nope

52. Hair dyed in different color: nope, never, don’t want to ruin it. 

53. Sport: does marching band count ( no, it doesn’t) 

54. Favorite accessory: my gray flannel that is 3 sizes too big

55. Vacation: cabin on the lake, maybe in the mountains 

56. Pair of trainers: shoes? 

MORE GENERAL:

57. Eating: lots of carbs and proteins 

58. Drinking: tea and water!

59. I’m about to: go to sleep with my dog

61. Waiting for: myself to get all tired 

62. Want: to t a l k and h u g people for hours 

63. Get married: yeah that be cool, out in the spring, summer, outside in a courtyard with lots of plants 

64. Career: Ecology things! WHO KNOWS 

WHICH IS BETTER:

65. Hugs or kisses: hugs that are really tight, and you’re being cradled, but maybe kisses are better??

66. Lips or eyes: eyes

67. Shorter or taller: taller

68. Older or younger: older

70. Nice arms or nice stomach: BIG ARMS - I”M WEAK FOR BOYS AND GIRLS WITH NOICE ARMS 

71. Sensitive or loud: sensitive, i need to be the loud one 

72. Hook up or relationship: relationshipsss

73. Troublemaker or hesitant: Hesitant, gotta be careful 

HAVE YOU EVER:

74. Kissed a stranger: no man

75. Drank hard liquor: nooooo

76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: nope, i’m better than that 

77. Turned someone down: once, in the 7th grade, over skype 

78. Had sex on the first date: nope

79. Broken someone’s heart: i don’t think so?? 

80. Had your heart broken: like once 

81. Been arrested: No, i live in a lawless society 

82. Cried when someone died: no, i haven’t lost anyone yet 

83. Fallen for a friend: ME ALL DAY 

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

84. Yourself: yes, most of the time  

85. Miracles: noooo

86. Love at first sight:  no, i think it’s like at first sight 

87. Santa Claus: i wish 

88. Kiss on the first date: i don’t think sooo 

OTHER:

90. Current best friend name: ROSE and Elizabeth 

91. Eye color: GREEN! (I love my eyes) 

92. Favorite movie: The Little Prince, and Holes 

tagging @katestudyblr @cjm-otstudies @starynightstudies @memorisu