#i don't have a scrunchy. i used to have one (1) back from when i had an undercut and wore my hair in a bun but I've lost it

[tkbrokkoli]

my mullet is long enough in the back to tie it into a little pony tail 🥰

[scarletwinterxx]

this is how you fall in love - jeon wonwoo imagine

idk what to say except wonwoo is such a precious precious precious human🥺 i hope you're happy everyday, wonu🤍

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When you say your life turned technicolor when you started dating Wonwoo, you meant it both literally and metaphorically. Before him, life for you was black and white. A 24 hour rotation of the clock.

To put it simply, you just lived life as it is.

It's still a mystery to you how you manage to land yourself a wonderful boyfriend like him, there are moments it doesn't feel real. How could it be when your man looks and acts like he stepped right out of a fairytale book specially written for you.

"Hey pretty, I got something for you"

He swears gift giving isn't his love language and he knows you don't like getting such grand gifts, but time to time he brings home little trinkets that reminds him of you or something cute that he thinks you'll like.

Just the other week he got you shoes that matches the one he has, but yours was in pink. Very cute, you told him. He remembered you telling him you needed new shoes but couldn't decide what to get, you saw the pink version of his' and thought about getting those but you never got to doing so.

So a few days after that, he surprised you. The smile you had on was worth every dollar he spent. You even went on a walk with your matching shoes on.

Today it's something else. This time it's a cute yellow hair pin, perfect match to the scrunchie he got you before.

"You know my favorite color is purple, right?"

He chuckles at your question. Of course he knows. At this point there's little he doesn't know about you, from your little quirks, to your pet peeves to all your favorite, he have those all listed in his mind like his own commandments.

It also happens to be his favorite color too, so that helps

"I know, I just pick that one so I can easily spot you" he takes the seat beside you on the couch, throwing his arm on the back of the couch making you rest your head against him.

"Huh?" you ask, looking at him

"Just when I don't wear my glasses, everything else is blurry but atleast I can see the color. That way I know it's you" he smiles, playing with the yellow scrunchie on your wrist

"So you're telling me, you keep getting me yellow stuff so you could see me?"

He nods

You look at him before a smile breaks out of your face, taking Wonwoo's cheeks between your hands to squish them. Cuteness aggression taking over.

To some, Wonwoo might seem like a cold person, very nonchalant but that's the exact opposite. If you get to know him more, he's a big softie and likes to play practical jokes every now and then. One of the many things that made you fall in love with him was how easy it was to smile when you're with him.

Falling for him didn't feel scary. From your past relationships it always felt like a part of you was lost, like you're not you're own person anymore. But with him, it's different.

Wonwoo let's you be you. You feel loved just by being you.

"What got you thinking, pretty? Lost you for a second there" he whispers

"Just.. things"

"Want to share?"

It's cute he still asks, even after dating for some time he still asks if you want to share whatever thoughts you have in your mind instead of just making you say it. From day 1 he let you set the pace, no matter how slow or how fast you want to go he'll be right beside you happily holding your hand.

He tucks your hair behind your ear, cradling your face in his hands and you think this is where you feel the safest, the most secure.

"Just you, still wondering what I did in my past life to deserve you"

He shakes his head, leaning down to give you a kiss on the forehead. "I should be the one asking you that. I'm just happy I get to love you like this"

He watches you watch him, he knows you're still having an internal debate. Thoughts bouncing around in your head, sometimes that happens and he's always there to shut any doubts.

"You love me, correct?" he asks, you quickly utter a confirmation making Wonwoo smile

"You said, anything I love you'll learn to love too. Correct?" he asks again, you nod at his question

"I love you, more than anything in this universe. I love even the tiny flaws you think you have. To me, all those things are just... you. These cheeks? I love seeing them the moment i open my eyes in morning, pressed against the pillow making you look like a sleeping angel. These hands? I love how they hold me, keep me grounded when it gets too loud. Your laugh, especially the one that don't sound like anything because you're laughing too hard and you're so happy I cant help but smile too and make me want to make you laugh like that everyday."

He holds your hand in his, eyes looking straight into yours as he says the words. Each and every one of them is the truth and nothing but the truth.

"You, all of you I love. This mind, the one that keeps you up at night, makes you worry about the future that have yet to come and everything that could go wrong, I love that too. That's you, you and your nagging, your ups and downs, your mood swings and bad days. I'd have it all" He frees your hand so he can reach up to flatten the crease between your brows. You feel his fingertip ever so gently land on your forehead.

"Just once, even for a second I wish you see yourself through my eyes and know just why I look at you the way I do. If only you can feel what I feel because there isn't any word in any language to express it. Not yet anyways" he breathes out.

Before you, Wonwoo's life was monochromatic. Like a black and white silent film. And when he met you, that's when it all changed. He started to laugh a little louder, smile a little wider. You're the color of his life, not the overwhelming kind of color but instead the exact hues he loved.

"Do you ever feel overwhelmed with how you feel about me?" you ask him. He can hear the genuine wonder in your voice, instead of sugarcoating it for you he tells the truth because he would never know how to lie to you.

"Sometimes, I overthink too" he lets out a chuckle before continuing "Like what if one day I become too much, but I can't help it. I just want to do everything for you. Sometimes, I feel down. I don't want to make you feel that too so I just..." he trails off

He didn't need to say anything else for you to understand.

"Then will you tell me if you're having bad days too? I can take it." you tell him

"Love, I-" he pauses "I'm sorry. I know I'm not the most vocal person, I just don't want to burden you with my problems" he breathes out. His hold on you tightening.

"I'm your partner, I'm your girlfriend. Am I not?"

"You are"

"Didn't you tell me once you'd marry me"

"I did, and I will" he smiles, recalling that conversation in his head.

"Then talk to me, I don't care about the baggage, I don't care if they're too heavy. I'm here. You share your joys with me, then that's double the happiness. That goes the same with your sorrows, you tell me all about it so it's half the pain"

He smiles, heart filling up with more love for you he didn't was possible.

"You can tell me, you don't have to give it all to me. I just want to know if you're okay, or angry or worried or sad. I just want to know how to be there for you like you are for me" you tell him, tracing his features with your fingertips.

He hugs you even tighter, afraid of letting any space get between the two of you. "You being here is more than enough for me. Knowing I'm coming home to you is enough for me. You are more than enough for me, my love"

You didn't expect your afternoon to turn into love confessions but you wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.

[imreadydollparts]

If I had the right mindset for making videos this would be a video, but.

I don't.

Anyway.

There are a few little tricks to get from this severely matted mess:

It is worse than it looks. Most of the knot is under that scrunchie.

To this:

All smooth.

But first, you have to get through this:

Doll grade kanekalon hair is very fragile and often if the doll has been roughly handled and her hair has become matted, there is a ton of broken hair stuck in the matts.

I know that this was broken hair and not crumbling hair because the individual strands did not break when tested by giving them a gentle yank. Crumbling hair will break into little bits when you do that.

Sometimes when huge amounts of hair come out like this it's because one plug pulled free and the neighboring plugs are now loose and also pulling free, but this was not the case for Barbie today.

I also know just from experience. I've been doing this for a while. It gets to a point that you just know. You can feel it when it's crumble vs breakage combing out or if it's plugs coming out.

The first trick is using metal combs. It just works better with plastic hair. There is no mold line or seam on a good metal comb.

Second trick is to have the right flat iron.

Both the combs and flat iron are here:

I used the Tervixx, which is the second listing on that post, at 120F. Kanekalon is a low-heat fiber, meaning it will melt rather easily. That Conair can do Kanekalon, too, on setting 1, but the Tervixx is much narrower and that makes it easier to get to the scalp on dolls with shorter hair.

You want the hair to be damp but not dripping wet, lead it with a flea comb (also shown there), and go nice and slow giving the hair time to get hot and pliable while being pulled by the comb, to get the best results.

With a lot of breakage, you'll end up with something like this:

It's going to look rough. There are a lot of ends. To get rid of that rough appearance, you hold the section of hair tightly near the longest ends, then gently push the shorter hairs back toward the scalp with the other hand. You're not trying to tease the hair, just push surface hairs that are short toward the scalp. This part I'd like to record so you can see how gently it's meant to be done but can't brain making videos and working at the same time.

Then, keeping the longer hairs pulled back tightly, carefully snip those short hairs as close to the scalp as you can get with sharp, tiny scissors while being careful not to cut the long hairs. I use cuticle scissors.

Or you can pluck them right at the scalp with good tweezers.

And you'll end up with this:

So the tricks are hairline trimming. metal toothed combs, and a good, variable temp flat iron.

I haven't fixed her bangs, yet, so don't look too closely at them.

[transvampireboyfriend]

part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - part 4 - part 5 - part 6 - part 7 - part 8

A few joints and some charades rounds later, they all start yawning.

The night gets cold and they start walking back to the cabin.

Argyle and Nance go first, complaining that it's too cold for them to keep trying to guess or make hand gestures themselves. They grab their trash bag and head back.

The fire burns down into embers as the rest of them play a last round of charades.

The game turns into a music discussion and then that turns into Steve and Eddie sharing music with each other, discussing  the albums their moms played when they were little, while Jonathan and Robin excitedly discuss music instruments and how they first learned to read music sheets.

They don't even notice that Robs and Jon get up to leave until Robin calls back to Steve.

"You better not be too loud when you come back, Dingus, I'm going straight to bed" she says,

It's her way of saying 'we're leaving, so you and Eddie can be alone'.

Steve loves her so much. He gives her two thumbs up and she laughs.

"You know I never imagined our musical meeting point would be Billie Holiday," Eddie muses, not moving from his place next to Steve,

Steve's smile grows wider and he tears his eyes away from Robin to turn back to Eddie.

"I feel like it makes sense" Steve says,

"Yeah?" Eddie asks.

His chocolate eyes roam Steve's face and Steve is reminded of him doing the same thing that week when they (officially) met, Eddie's mouth smiling around his name and making Steve's heart skip a beat.

"Yeah. Somehow." Steve says, thinking of songs that are way too romantic for him to be thinking about right now.

Eddie smiles too, his nose is all red from being outside all day and Steve wants to touch it, wants to feel the little bit of sun that now lives in his skin. Instead, he basks in being the sole focus of his attention.

He sees Eddie's eyes drift up, where his bandana is still sitting against Steve's hair.

"Do you need it back?" Steve asks, "Do you have an emotional connection to this thing?" he teases,

Eddie snickers, "If I didn't before-" he trails off,

Steve feels butteflies flutter about his stomach, he tries to hide his giddiness and elbows Eddie's side.

Eddie laughs and sways with it before he straightens up again,

"No, but, what I was thinking was-" Eddie starts, reaching up to tug on the scrunchie that he's wearing, letting his hair fall down to his shoulders again.

Steve's smile fades as he watches the strands fall around him, Eddie is so pretty, Steve wants to comb his fingers through his hair, use it to tilt his head back. He catches a whiff of strawberry shampoo and tries to stop himself from eagerly breathing it in.

"Since you seem so happy grabbing my things," Eddie's saying, "maybe you could take care of this for me?"

He holds the scruchie up and doesn't wait for an answer, grabbing one of Steve's wrists.

His fingers are warm against Steve's cooling skin.

"Nance would kill me if I lose it, so it's important that I don't." Eddie explains, placing the accessory on Steve's wrist and holding it there,

"Do you think I could trust you with it?" Eddie asks, his eyes finding Steve's again.

His eyes draw Steve in, he feels hypnotized and the question feels weighted, like Eddie's not just talking about the scrunchie.

Steve feels like he's standing at the edge of a precipice, he's always let himself fall in way too deep, way too fast. But somehow, now, with Eddie, it doesn't feel like a dangerous thing.

Enough time has passed that he trusts Eddie. Really, he did since the beginning, but now, Steve feels like he knows him, and trusts what he knows of him, and he wants Eddie to trust him too.

He licks his lips and answers "Yeah. You can." his voice is weighed down by the significance of what they're saying and he hopes his half-whisper lets Eddie know he means it, for this and for anything else he might be asking.

Eddie half-smiles, a small thing that Steve's never seen before and feels sweeter than all the s'mores they've eaten tonight.

"Thank you." Eddie whispers, leaning into the space between them almost imperceptibly, but Steve notices.

He realizes he's smiling back and leans in too, their shoulders brushing. They're both focused on the others' lips, breathing shallowly, and just as Steve's about to close the distance,

"Guys! can you bring back the popcorn bowls?" Nancy yells from the cabin,

Startled, they both immediately jump apart.

Steve clears his throat so hard he ends up coughing a little.

Eddie sighs heavily.

"Would've thrown them into the fucking fire, if we still had one," he grumbles under his breath,

Steve snorts and feels his cheeks burning up as he chuckles. Eddie looks at him and joins in.

"GUYS!" it's Jonathan this time, making them both jump in their seats again.

"Yuh-huh! Coming!" Eddie yells back, he turns to Steve and shakes his head, rolling his eyes like they're the most annoying thing to ever happen to him.

Steve loves his theatrics. He bites his lip to keep from laughing out loud.

Finally, Eddie gets up from his seat, picks up the bowls and looks at Steve again.  When he finds him beaming, Eddie winks. Steve wants to melt into the ground.

"Come on," Eddie says, jerking his head to the side,"before they come drag us by the ears,"

Steve huffs. He wipes his hands on his thighs, trying to sober up.

When he stands up and grabs their cooler, Eddie extends a hand out to him, an uncertain look on his face.

Steve doesn't hesitate to take it, interlacing their fingers together.

⋆ * ⋆🌙 ⋆ * ⋆

Eddie feels a current of energy go through him when Steve interlaces their fingers.

He feels jittery with it, wants to swing their hands back and forth, but settles for swiping his thumb over Steve's wrist as they walk, his finger softly jostling the scrunchie he put there earlier.

After a few paces, Steve subtly steps closer to Eddie. His sleeves are still rolled up all the way and Eddie can see him shivering a bit.

"You cold?" Eddie asks,

"Mmhm." Steve confirms, "Why? are you gonna throw another vest at me?"

It catches Eddie off guard, startles a laugh out of him and leaves Steve looking so smug, squeezing their hands.

"I'm not sorry," Eddie says, "you wore that thing for hours,"

Steve grins, "Still do." he counters, his smile is so bright, Eddie can't get enough of it.

"Hmm," Eddie nods, "it looks good on you", he adds,

Steve looks up at him and their eyes get stuck together for a few steps.

Until Eddie has to go and trip over nothing.

"Fuck." Eddie mutters under his breath, immediately jumping into a wide stance so he won't bring them both tumbling down.

"Oop. Careful" Steve says at the same time, extending the hand holding the cooler in front of them to prevent Eddie from falling over.

Steve looks at his stance then, and apparently finds it funny, "Are you okay?" he asks, his honeyed eyes telling on the laugh he's holding back.

Eddie softly yanks on their joined hands in protest but can't help the smile that mirrors Steve's.

"Don't. Laugh at me." Eddie chuckles,

"I'm not! " Steve laughs,

Eddie shakes his head and resumes their walk, dragging Steve along by their joined hands.

Steve catches up quickly, now boldly pressing their sides together.

"Almost there" Eddie tells him, feeling a bit helpless because he was gonna offer his jacket, but now he feels silly.

"I think I'll make it" Steve whispers, copying Eddie's earlier motion, rubbing his thumb against Eddie's palm.

His skin is so soft and warm, it makes Eddie want to drag Steve's hand up and place it against the back of his own neck. He tries not to shiver at the thought.

When they get to the cabin, Eddie opens the door for Steve and is rewarded by a squeeze of his hand before Steve lets go.

Steve's amber eyes shine in the front porch's yellow light and he whispers a small 'thank you' as he goes in before Eddie.

Eddie thinks if Steve doesn't stop being so sweet, his heart is gonna fly out of his chest.

part 8

[dr-xanders-diary]

Our beginning.. I love you.. 2

Watching you turn over after another session of; sweating, moaning, intertwined pleasure: sex. You grabbed your phone to check the time, a small bead of sweat trailing down the side of your temple, and down your cheek, you're worn out, face flushed and still shaky. 'God you are so gorgeous..' The smell of sex lingering in the air as I lay on my back, my chest slowly rising and falling steadily, catching my wind. Before we slowly get up to clean ourselves and make the bed before we settle for the night. It's been a year since we first started dating. Specifically 1 year, 6 months, 10 days, 9 hours, and 45 minutes. Yes, I counted every moment with you, because I love you.

I've had the liberty of dropping you off to work on many occasions, and picking you up for dates, and events that you enjoyed. You've come to my apartment on few occasions, luckily, for me you prefer spending time together in your own space, as I enjoy spending time at your place as well. Not for the reasons you'd think. I do enjoy being in my space with you, but there is just so much lingering things, secrets, that I can't have you uncovering. Not yet, not ever. A small collection of you, hidden in not so well hidden places. Small things, things that I noticed you wouldn't miss, things that can be blamed on the dog, or misplacement, and the laundry mat. So far I have; a night shirt, a hair scrunchy, a pair of earrings, a bracelet, necklace, a note from your journal, a book of yours, underwear.. These are just a few small things that I have of you. Things to keep me focused, to remind me of you. Things that help me, when I'm missing you. A little- motivation, so to speak.

Especially when you're out with your friends. Don't get me wrong I do think you should have friends, and spend time with them, but your choice of friends-. Well they are interesting at best, and shitty at worst. Darling.. you need new friends. Better friends, you shouldn't have to settle, just because you've known each other for years. Your friends need to take accountability for themselves. To admit, they are the cause of their own mayhem. But one friend of yours, that I know shouldn't be trusted around you, is John.

John, charismatic, athletic, funny, and a little bit too kind. He likes you, he-.. loves you. I can see it in his eyes, in the way he looks at you, he swears you're 'just friends'. But I know. I know the difference in how you look at a friend, versus when looking at someone you are so deeply in love with. His love, almost borders on obsession, he's dangerous. You, should know this. From the first time we met; I knew when he shook my hand, the way he gripped my hand, forced a smile and said "It's nice to meet you ******* (x)" through gritted teeth. I knew that he would be a problem, one that we couldn't get through, one that I would have to take care of, because he is a danger to us. He could take you-, away from me. And we don't want that, I don't want that; I've made you happy, I've given you safety, and comfort. Don't you want to continue to be happy? And safe?

That's why, I've finally decided to take matters into my own hands. Especially with his constant vague threats of stealing you away from me. You're not some object, you're a person, but; you're my person. I will be damned if he ever tried to take you away from me, he would have to kill me. And John, John is in for a big surprise when he gets home. Unfortunately for him I know exactly where he lives, and I know his dirty little secrets-, or at least I thought I did.

I made my way into his apartment while he was out drinking with you and your friends, taking matters into my own hands, I had planned to plant some of your belongings that he had touched the last time he stopped by your apartment on his couch and coffee table for you to see when everyone came over from drinking. But when I got inside and started to look through some of his things, making my way to his room, I saw something. Your clothes, a book of yours and your missing pillow case laid on his bed, with tissues littered on the floor.

'Fucking gross John..'

We looked everywhere for your items for weeks before giving up. 'This fucking bastard. A secret I didn't expect. I knew you were dangerous John. ' And your things were right here in Johns' apartment this whole time. Right then I heard it, the taxi pulling up and your voices echoing from the alley. 'Fuck I'm screwed if they see me.' I peeked out of the window to see you, and two of your other friends staying in the cab, John making his way to the apartment building stumbling and laughing.. Alone. Perfect. We can talk alone and I can tell him to fuck off properly. Or so I thought.

I knew if you were with friends you'd go out to get food and talk with your friends for several more hours and end up staying the night at one of the girls houses.

When John made it into his apartment you pinged my phone, 'We're going out for tacos and drinks might be home late or tomorrow'.

Great timing babe.

John looked up from where he stood putting his keys on the kitchen counter as he heard the ping, and stared at me. His eyes filled with resentment, hate, jealousy, bewilderment. "You.. What the FUCK are YOU doing here ******* (X)?!" The drunkenness seemed to begin to wear off as he made his way toward me, as I stood by his couch. "John, you took things that aren't yours-" Before I could finish speaking, John swung his right fist at me, barely missing me. Fuck this bastard, he wont go down without a fight. "You saw-.. I'm going to KILL YOU". He shouted as he reached for my throat to try to strangle me.

We grabbed ahold of each other, and tossed each other around his apartment, making a mess of it as we exchanged blows and dragged each other around the apartment, knocking things over. Hitting and kicking, strangling each other. Until he finally knocked me into his dresser, where I hit the mirror instead of Johns face. Filled with rage I grabbed the small dresser lamp, I yanked its cord out of the wall as I turned, gripping it in both of my hands, and smashed the lamp over Johns head. The metal of the lamp vibrating from the impact with his skull, "No John.. I'm going to kill you." I said hoarsely as he stumbled back, blood slowly dripping down his face as he tried to get his feet steady. 'I am sick of this man..' So I charged at him, and slammed the square metal base of the lamp into Johns cranium.. over and over and over again, until he fell and went limp against his bedroom closet door.

Splattered with blood, filled with adrenaline as I stood over Johns freshly beaten body, I stared at him, only to kick him in the dick. No response-, well at least I know he's dead, right? John could have been so happy, if he just stayed away from you. But he just couldn't help himself, but who can blame him, you're wonderful. You are perfect. And now, I've killed a man, for you, there is no turning back now.

I finally was able to respond to your text, telling you it's okay and to have fun; before I had to get back to my current project: getting rid of John. I spent the next several hours cleaning up any trace of me and all of your things I had brought, and all the blood while John laid in his bathtub, lifeless. Waiting for me to dismember him and dispose of his body.

I've had issues growing up, and often went hunting with my dad, so cleaning up this sort of mess wasn't new for me. But cleaning up this mess; of a person, that was a bit new for me. But I couldn't blink an eye if I wanted to get through this.

That's one thing I had to learn growing up, you just have to stomach it and get through it. But I learned something new about myself, or something about myself had been solidified; confirmed.. during this specific night, and I'm not quite sure I like it.

After cleaning up, I spent well needed time attending John, and his body. "You were wrong John, you were never going to kill me.. Finally alone time, to talk to you John, to have a rational conversation. About how you're going to leave me and my lover alone.. forever. You're going on a nice long trip to Cancun, my friend. In lots and lots of little pieces.."

Stuffing his body into airtight spill free baggies was the hard part, there was just so much of-, John.. Packing him into numerous boxes to ship out was the easy part. Finding his phone and taking the next few weeks off from work was well difficult; his phones password was rather complex. 'John wasn't so simple after all huh, funny how things turn out..' I took his passport, his wallet and phone and put them in their own airtight baggie. I changed into his clothes, put a hat on from his closet, spent an hour driving to another town to get shipping labels and filling out Johns information to look like he shipped himself and well.. the rest is history.

By the time I got home after getting rid of his clothes, it was 9am. And you were safe, and sound asleep, probably at Stacy's house on her couch. Don't worry dear, John will never.. ever.. bother you or us again.

Finally I got to see you again after a nice shower, and help you nurse your hangover when I picked you up and took you to your apartment. We spent the day watching your favorite shows, laughing, we walked your dog, cuddled kissed, talked about your night and had sex.. life was exactly how it should be, how it will be forever. I will do anything and everything to maintain our peace, because..

This is just our beginning..

I love you..

[shopwitchvamp]

Ok, so who all wants to see some ancient designs?? Thought this might be fun since there's so many new people around lately, and even the not-so-new people may not know about these! Here's the first 3 skaters I ever made, back when I was still Syppah's Cute Creations mainly doing amigurumi crochet:

Creepy Eyes is a true OG that's been around since about July 2015! It isn't very popular on skaters or joggers since I stopped doing cons, but it's still going strong as midis and maxis. I've also used the pattern on eyeglass cloths, face masks, scrunchies, tights, zipper bags, and more. I don't think I'll ever fully retire it, haha. The other two up there are Rainbow Narwhals and Cute Eyes (original light pink version below, got the hot pink version above as a misprint afterwards).

The next ones I got that no longer exist were Rainbow Candy, Double Rainbow Candy, and Happy Bees:

tiny prehistoric pics because i can only find them in my old old etsy's sales history, haha As you can see, besides Creepy Eyes the vibes were incredibly different. I wanted to make clothing that could go alongside my ˜”*°•.★·.·´¯`·.·★𝓀𝒶𝓌𝒶𝒾𝒾 𝒶𝓂𝒾𝑔𝓊𝓇𝓊𝓂𝒾 𝓅𝓁𝓊𝓈𝒽𝒾𝑒𝓈★·.·´¯`·.·★.•°*”˜ even though my personal style and fashion interests were/are much more goth. That leaked through again with the Guro Guts skirt next.

The first ever Guro Guts skirt was made just in time for Halloween 2015 In 2016, plushies were still my main focus and for a number of health reasons I was essentially dead that whole year. I don't think I added any new skirts at all..

The next big addition to my skirts was in April 2017 with this set:

Demon Summoning and Vampire Night have survived until this day. Good Medicine on the top left was only made in this colorway for a short time before I switched to a purple & pink version that I also kawaii'd up. Vaporwave and Angel Summoning are both pretty much defunct as of 2021.

2017 Blue/Red Good Medicine, 2018(2019?) Purple/Pink Good Medicine. Both are discontinued

In late 2017, I separated out my clothing shop from my crochet shop and started going all-in on a more goth leaning aesthetic. Witch Vamp (originally "Witch Vampire") was truly born. A lot of designs from that time are ones you'll still recognize today

The only other one that's pretty much gone these days is Rainbow Galaxy. I used to have it in skaters and joggers, but it's another one that wasn't as popular online as it was at cons. They're also like A Lot especially for my generally goth-ish shop

Rainbow Galaxy Skater (designed in 2017), Rainbow Galaxy Joggers (2018 or 2019.. unsure, haha) I last ran preorders with Rainbow Galaxy in 2021, but I don't think I got many orders. I've just let them fizzle out since then. But the skirt semi-lives on in the glorious mistake that is the Bomb Pop Skater

Originally I had 3 of these because a few Rainbow Galaxy Skaters got printed without any yellow. But like, what a good mistake! Since then I've ordered them this way on purpose. EDIT: Another discontinued skirt was the Black Widow's Web. Idk even when I made it first. 2018? But it died in 2021.

Next casualties, between 2020-2022 I discontinued a few more joggers due to slow sales:

Astrology Joggers, Creepy Eyes Joggers, Dark Galaxy Joggers (actually the 2nd version. V1 was a bit too.... phallic with the goo drips lmao) So after that, I think the main casualties have been *item types* rather than designs. I've dropped a lot of things (lanyards, zipper bags, wallets, all-over-print tshirts, tights, pvc charm keychains, and soon enamel pins) because they were great for cons, but don't really sell online. Or because they became obsolete (skirts w/out pockets).

It's been a long journey! And if you go all the way back to my crocheting days, I've been at this whole "self-employed" thing since the day I turned 18 in 2008 and was able to open up an Etsy shop (had other jobs too back then tho, like I was a pharmacy tech for 2 1/2 years). Hope you all enjoy seeing these designs from the old days and learning more Witch Vamp lore!!!

[batz-surveys]

14.

1. Do you think it’s cute when you’re going down the road and see a dog with its head hanging out the window? Yes, of course. I will always be excited to see a dog riding in a car, because it's adorable. But also, because I know how excited my dog gets when we take her for a ride.

2. Do you know what a capo is? I didn't, but I looked it up, and now I do. To save those reading the time, here's the definition: a device that is attached to the frets of a string instrument to raise the pitch of each string.

3. When was the last time you wrote down a schedule? I haven't had to do this for a very long time. My schedule for work is always the same, and since I'm a routine kind of person, my at home schedule is just burned into my brain anyway. I do have to write down To Do Lists though.

4. What does your favorite hair tie/accessory look like? I love my black velvet scrunchies. They make me feel a little luxurious for some reason.

5. When was the last time you used a touch screen monitor? At work on Wednesday - the laptops we use to do lesson plans for the kids are touch screen.

6. Do you have a favorite kind of milk? 2%, whole, etc? I've used almond or soy milk for almost the entirety of my life at this point. I cannot stand the smell of cow's milk. I'll eat things made of cow's milk, like cheese or ice cream, but I will practically gag at a glass of plain cow's milk.

7. Have you ever tried Parmalat milk? Nah, I've seen it in stores though.

8. Are there any buttons on your keyboard that you don’t know what they’re for/never used? Haha, yeah. The laptop I'm using is still relatively new to me, even though I bought it back in June. It's a gaming laptop, and I've never owned one before.

9. Have you ever had to take prenatal vitamins? I didn't HAVE to, but I wanted to take them to see if they would help my hair grow. They did, but I stopped because I really believe they were making my periods incredibly heavy. A month or two after I stopped taking them, my periods became normal again (well, what I'm used to anyway).

10. Do you have anything unusual tacked onto your walls? Haha, yes. Our gallery wall is all art that both my husband and I painted, as well as some features from our moms. The art is weird and not traditional at all. I also have a giant neon colored bat sign from Target's Halloween collection this year, and I won't be taking it down just because Halloween is over. Like, I love it so much, I would actually get a version of it tattooed on me because I love the colors and I love bats.

11. Do you have a favorite drummer? My husband! But besides him, definitely Aron Mellergård and Branden Steineckert.

12. Do you like to earn your own money or do you prefer that your parents/family buy you things? I do like to earn my own money, but I won't lie and say being spoiled by my husband sometimes isn't fun for me, haha.

13. Have you ever heard of the man with rubber skin? No, that sounds kind of scary.

14. Does anyone in your family play in a band? What band? No, not anymore. My husband was the frontman for a local metal/prog-rock band a long while ago.

15. Why do you think a lot of girls claim to hate the color pink? Literally every woman I know loves pink, except me. I don't hate it, but with the exception of the Kirby merchandise I own, I don't have many pink things because it's just not a color I gravitate towards.

16. Are there any symbols that have personal meaning to you? i.e: dice, a necklace, etc. What are they? The first gift my husband ever gave me. It was this cheap, little red gem shaped like a heart, on a chain that's tarnished now. He gave it to me on our first real date (we knew each other a while before as we were friends first) since it was Valentine's Day and he didn't want to show up empty handed (not that I would've cared). I still have it in my jewelry box after all this time and I'll never get rid of it.

17. What’s the biggest spider you’ve come across? Omg. I don't know what kind of spider it was, but it was the hugest spider I've ever seen in my life. I'm pretty sure it was a wolf spider now, because I googled if those spiders live in the state I live, and they do. I remember the night I saw it in full. I say "full" because we had this small, medium-ish sized hole in the wall of our laundry room, and sometimes I would see legs sticking out of it, and this had to be that spider. I was like fifteen or sixteen, and I used to roleplay online (the dorky kind), and I just happened to look up and it was in the corner of the dining room (where our family computer was). I literally stayed up all night, just to watch it and make sure it wasn't going to end up in my bedroom. Like every time I posted a paragraph, I'd look to make sure it was still there. I waited until my dad's alarm went off at 5am, and when he came out his room, I said, "DAD. There's a huge spider, please, please get rid of it." And like it was nothing at all, my dad got the broom, put it up to the spider and somehow got the spider on the broom, and then he threw it outside over the balcony (we were in an upstairs apartment). I swear the thing was the size of my hand.

18. Have you ever been bitten by anything poisonous? No, thank goodness... *knocks on wood*

19. What brand is your remote? RCA - etc. I think it's just a generic one modeled after the one that goes to our LG tv. The other is the Fire TV stick remote.

20. Do you know anyone who has been knighted? No.

21. Have you ever heard of the band Goatwhore? Haha, no, but now I have to check it out because with a name like that, it's gotta be metal. -forty seconds later- Yep, I was right. I gotta show my husband this band after he's done getting dressed, I'm sure he'll like 'em. Update: He knew about them already, because of course he did.

22. Have you ever met someone who thinks they are a rockstar because they can play Guitar Hero? Haha! Yes. I had a friend Alex a long time ago, and when we would all get together and play it, he would take it so seriously. I remember my old best friend James played that one Dragonforce song basically perfect, and Alex got so pissed that James did better than him because he had been practicing it so long - way longer than James had.

23. Which Mario game would you say is your favorite? That is, if you even like Mario? Definitely Mario Kart. But as far as the screen scroller Marios, I would say Super Mario World for Super Nintendo. The game is just so pleasing to the eye to look at, plus you get Yoshi!

23. Do you have one of those creepy family members that no one really talks to? Nah, not really. If anything, that's probably me because I'm pretty anti-social at big family gatherings.

24. Do you have a DeviantART account? No.

25. How many quarters would you say you had on you right now? None, I don't own any change.

26. Have you ever seen any Bruce Lee movies? Yes! Haha, I remember watching some of Fist of Fury at a fucking Halloween party one year when I was younger. I thought it was so strange that that's the movie that was on the television, and not a horror film.

27. Ever started watching a movie, then forget why you watched it in the first place? I honestly will watch movies based on the summary, but I will also stop watching the movie if I think it's terrible. Like recently, I watched this movie on Netflix called Tarot...and I only had 30 minutes to go, but I had to shut it off because it was so bad and I was losing interest.

28. When was the last time you used a hot glue gun? I've never used a hot glue gun.

29. Do you have a junk drawer? Of course, doesn't everybody?

30. Have you ever gotten wasted off cough/cold medicine? No.

31. Did you know that if your baby’s gums are hurting you can rub whiskey into them to numb them? I've heard that before, but I don't think I would every recommend giving a baby alcohol.

32. What’s your opinion on thoroughbred racing? The thought of all that the horses probably go through just to be "the best" really breaks my heart. And the fact that if they're no longer able to race, or they break something, that they're more than likely going to get put down is even sadder.

33. Ever watched Jerry Springer just to remind yourself that your life isn’t as messed up as theirs? Hahaha, jeez, not for that reason. I used to think it was just entertaining to see, and question how people could act like that in front of millions of viewers and a live audience.

34. Have you ever had acne? If not, you’re so lucky. Had? Listen, I'm a 36-year-old woman and I still get acne if I eat too much sugar or it's the week before my period. They didn't tell us anything about that in sex ed. I figured when my acne cleared up as a teenager, that was it. Nope, I got surprised when I turned 27 and got adult acne and although my face is usually clear, too much junk food and my hormones will definitely humble me month to month.

35. Have you ever been spelunking? No, and as cool as it sounds, I'll probably never do it.

36. Ever walked into a facility of the opposite gender - like restrooms? Yeah, I've used the men's room several times at concerts or even busy restaurants. Sometimes you just can't wait, and I'll be damned if I'm going to wet myself because of the body parts I have.

37. Ever lost your car in the parking lot? If so, did you use your car alarm to find it again? I don't have my own car, but I'm sure my husband has done something to this effect after leaving a concert or something while I was with him.

38. If you’ve ever ridden a roller coaster, which one was your favorite? I have before, I can't remember the name of it. It was at Carowinds though.

39. Has there ever been a Christmas where you had to do without gifts-wise? I don't think so. My parents always made it work, even though that's not the kind of kids my brother and I were. We didn't care about Xmas too much, because we honestly got things throughout the year based on our behavior and our grades. But one that sticks out is the Xmas of 2006. We had recently moved into my parents' current house after they bought it, so money was really tight. It was just me living there with my parents at the time, and my dad bought me two CDs after asking around what someone who likes my kind of music would like in the music section of Walmart. I nearly cried, because it was really just the thought that was so sweet - and he actually did a great job because it was Incubus' Light Grenades and Hawthorne Height's If Only You Were Lonely. Both bands I liked, and I remember opening them and my dad seemed sad that that's all he got for me, but I was so appreciative.

40. Do you type with capital letters and proper punctuation? I try.

41. What’s so cool about Sweden? It produced Dirty Loops, so I mean, it's gotta be a cool place.

42. What’s your favorite piece of your silverware and why? I don't really have one? What an odd question.

43. If you’ve ever had a crush, what is the most embarrassing thing that has happened to you around him/her? Haha, I don't embarrass easily around my husband anymore, but in the beginning of our relationship when we started getting intimate, one time in the middle of it, I farted. That honestly wasn't even that embarrassing to me but trying to hold in my laugh was. And he didn't even say anything and just kept going, which made me want to laugh even more. So not long after, he finished, and I just busted out laughing because if I'm anything, I'm very immature about farts. We look back on it and laugh now, but man, he thought I was laughing at him.

44. Have you ever pet a tarantula? Actually, I have. I didn't have a phobia of spiders until I was in the eighth grade (so like 12, 13) when I was walking home from the bus stop with my dad, and I walked right into a banana spider's web. I mean, I had spider-on-face contact...and from that moment on, I was and continue to be scared of all spiders (except for the cute little jumping ones we sometimes get).

45. Have you ever been to the Olympic Games? No.

46. Have you conquered any fears recently? No.

47. If you’re in school, and have a bookbag, what does it look like? I’m not in school, but I use a bookbag for work. It's a Loungefly X-men (in chibi style) patterned one, with a light blue background. The kids at my work get a kick out of it, and I love X-men. I've been using this since I received it as a gift from my MIL for Xmas years ago.

48. Have you ever shopped for clothes at a thrift store? If not, why is that? I used to mostly buy my clothes at thrift stores as a teenager. We had a Goodwill basically across the street from our high school, and my friends and I almost always went there, and then to Subway for a $5, after school. From what I hear, now Goodwill prices are basically like new clothes prices. Now, my closet is full and sometimes I'll just shop secondhand online like from Poshmark or Mercari if there's something specific that I need, that I can't find in the stores.

49. Let’s say you win a trip to Australia (if you already live there, then you’ll go to Russia.), at any city of your choice. What would you like to see first and why? Probably Sydney, because it's the first one that popped into my head, and because they have the Sydney Opera House and I've always wanted to see that in person. The architecture on the outside is crazy, I can only imagine how it looks inside.

50. Have you ever written your own Bucket List? If you haven’t seen the movie, it’s a list of goals to accomplish before you die. Sort of. As a teenager, I used to write Summer Bucket Lists with friends, and we'd try to attempt to complete everything on it. The last year I did that was when I turned nineteen, I believe. Man, this survey had me reminiscing so many things!

[deada55]

That One Time

crossposting: ao3

synopsis: Minnie thinks she remembers life as an Explosion with two older sisters, a notoriously intense celebrity father, and one of the most stylishly self-directed mothers in the world.

for kloktober day 1, favorite character or OTP.

I was planning to unveil some fankids when AOTD came out... and then I promptly killed them! I still think about them sometimes, and I hope I don't get slammed for writing nategail in the year of our lord 2023 after AOTD did a really good job at showing us what ought to happen in situations like that, but I think their family would have been funky and sweet.

full text under the cut:

Minnie was on the edge of her seat watching her family’s faces twist and search around for one another as they waited in the dead center of a mile of three-lane standstill traffic. Driving a hellcat didn’t make anyone immune… The point of the trip was to recreate something Lyssa did years ago: When asked what she wanted for her thirteenth birthday, she threw up her hands and cried out that all she wanted was a normal family. So, they rented an AirBnb within a five minute walking distance from their paternal grandparents’ house and spent two and a half weeks eating, living, and vacationing like a family of “regular jackoffs.” 

Lyssa was back from Brown for spring break, and helplessly scrolling social media and trying not to be embarrassed that sitting behind her agitated dad (seething behind the wheel) looked better than taking GHB in Amsterdam like some of the Birkin-toting business administration girlies who called themselves her friends when they read her last name on the panhellenic “rush” interest form. The classes were tough, the readings were long, but aside from being asked for money or to give her father ziploc bags of slimy sex toys when she went home for the holidays, she enjoyed her new phase of life. For the trip, she pulled out some jeans and camisoles and some foam sandals from a couple years ago to make the best of their casual trip. Since she couldn’t do readings or answer emails in a moving car, she was scrolling through a grainy scan of an old Ayn Rand lit crit.

Kenzie looked and acted a lot more like her father, fidgeting and making comments about the people who had given up on civilization altogether and stepped out of their cars. Her snapchat and her instagram stories were being populated by views of the O MPH speedometer she took while her mom wasn’t blocking the shot. Without anything to post, she had nothing to do, and whatever she had coming through her headphones wasn’t entertaining enough. Time is money, and money all depends on content… Kenzie was convinced of her potential to make enough money to live on outside of the inheritance she could expect from their father, and it came at the cost of almost anything fun. Her grainy meal replacement smoothie had melted into a cloudy soup in the cupholder. She reapplied her lip gloss, pulled down the top of her stylish celery green athleisure co-ord and flipped through TikTok.

Mom wasn’t as sensitive as Lyssa, and had been returning emails the whole time they were en-route to the aquarium. Up at the front of the car, the parents had been in a gentle match of social ping-pong, with pokes, small talk, his firm hand resting on her leg or her moisturized fingers, shining like bronze, squeezing his shoulder. She re-tied her curly hair back with a scrunchie (Tampa water had pissed her hair right off… different water meant different products, and it’d been a long time since she had to face the “ethnic hair care” section at a Walmart) and made a face when Dad tried sucking air out of his empty coffee cup for the fourth time.

When she went into the bathroom at the gas station about an hour ago, he ducked in after her and bought three bottles of Johnny Bootlegger. When she came outside, he was finishing off the third one around the corner of the building. Minnie saw her glance over there, but all she did was pull the car around so someone else could get to the pump. 

Now, in the jam, all he did was shake. At least, for now… There were times where it lasted five minutes, half an hour, or a week or two at a time, then left quickly, or left and came back, but periodically he’d be shaking for one reason or another. Since his eyes weren’t yellow, he wasn’t slurring his speech, and he wasn’t confused, his daughters knew they could rest easy and stand by; it would pass, it always did. As unnerving it was to see someone so big in every way crumble at the drop of a hat, there was a shared understanding that nobody was enjoying it or causing the sky to fall out on purpose, especially not him. The girls understood their job to stand by and stay the course, whether it meant minding their own business or sending cards to hospital rooms when they can’t be there.

“Fucking… cocksucking-” He touched the gearshift like there would be a point in taking it out of park. Mom laid her hand over his.

“Relax, Nathan. We don’t have anywhere to be. Oh, look-”

Someone walking around leaned against Lyssa’s door, talking to someone else in the lane beside them.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” 

“Yeah, Dad, what the fuck is he doing?” Kenzie had her phone out and rolling. If her mother wouldn’t have explicitly prevented her, she would have been streaming their whole vacation live, but instead she had to take a chance and was shooting for her Instagram story. “Can you see anything?” She fixed the way her fringe laid in case she had to flip the camera around, but a couple hairs got mixed up in her eyelash extensions and had to be guided out.

“He’s just fucking… talking, I guess.” All the time, he was scrutinizing the surround and peeking into the vehicle’s blind spots (their window tint helped them avoid paparazzi and unfriendly agitators well, but one could never be too careful in a luxury car sitting in the middle of the interstate in Florida). He snatched some sunglasses from the console and pulled his hair onto the right side before punching the horn and watching the guy jump forward so suddenly that he tripped. The man caught himself from that, but his momentum sent him stumbling into someone else's rearview mirror, until he finally hit the asphalt.

Minnie laughed so hard it hurt. By the time she was slowing down, her sisters were starting up again just because she was still struggling to say anything other than “He went- Oop!” and howling. The guy’s popped-out eyes and wobbly feet were absolutely stuck in her mind like a commercial. 

Giggling, her mother turned around. “Are you ok, Minnie?” 

Kenzie was re-playing the video she took of the whole thing, which included Lyssa forgetting and dropping her phone when she heard the horn. It was all caught in the same shot for Kenzie, and she couldn’t have been happier to catch her sister like that. Lyssa was griping and feeling around for her phone in the floorboard.

“Yeah, mom!” She grinned from the third row and spat a curl out of her mouth. The whole car of green-eyed shower drain murderers (anything you eat is subject to having at least one long hair in it, curly or straight) settled into satisfaction with the jest and the renewed sense of ease it left behind… they didn’t have anywhere urgent to be, and they were a normal family, as normal as any family was, in the middle of the heat of the world.

But Minnie sat back. Her solitary reflection in the globby puddles of nickel, clinging to the earth like scabs, took the thought with it. Had it ever happened? Like a play, like a streak of light, like seeing without remembering, the memory passed like a train, so visually overwhelming and then definitively ended, disappearing into the distance and shrinking all the while.

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

Veronica + apocalypse AU

this ask is SO old. but–

1. Dear diary, the answer was hell. We were never going to make it to prom. Hell is much easier, though, because we were already headed toward it before Heather ever died. Even JD couldn't have known. I definitely didn't. Westerburg High is gone. So's Heather Duke, I think. Bitch that she might have been, she still didn't deserve to die. None of them did. I haven't prayed since Heather's funeral but I'm doing it again now.

2. Westerburg is one of many. Veronica is so caught up in bloodied hands and a boy who was a bomb that she misses the ones falling all around, darkening the sky. Ms. Fleming even goes silent when she realizes what's happening, foam finger falling from her hand as she gestures wildly to call the gawking teenagers inside. Heather Mac has a panic attack in the bathroom she was about to kill herself in, and Martha Dunnstock falls, her scooter tipping over in the chaos.

Veronica catches Martha even though soot gets on her purple sweatshirt, and they stake out a corner underneath the bleachers next to the goths. Teachers are screwing with the P.A. system to try and address the school, but feedback nearly pops a few eardrums. Betty Finn stands stock-still in the middle of the room for five minutes watching a smoke-darkened blue form settle a round, purple one, and when she realizes what's missing (the little sunshine, yellow-bright cheerleader to everyone but herself), she goes and fishes Mac out of the bathroom stall herself.

3. Dear diary, I miss my parents. They never really knew me, or at least not the me I really am, but they knew me, you know? They're my parents, and I don't even know if they're still alive.

It's been two weeks, and there's a new quartet at Westerburg — me, Heather Macnamara, Betty Finn, and Martha Dunnstock. I didn't realize that taking Chandler's scrunchie from Duke would be the last thing that ever happened to her. I don't even know how she died. Maybe she panicked and ran outside. I hope it wasn't painful.

I still have the gun from with JD, and his knife. I hope I don't have to use them. Everyone's been pretty civil, so far, and the teachers have organized people pretty well. It isn't the cutthroat culture we had under the Heathers. I don't know what it is now, but I think I'm helping build it.

4. Westerburg High School becomes a center point in the midst of a falling world. Heather's red scrunchie becomes a beacon for everyone who gathers there — Veronica Sawyer started a war, and came out the victor. Veronica Sawyer is a tragedy in oversized sooty clothes. Veronica Sawyer has the respect of everyone in that mangled gymnasium by virtue of a dead girl's hair tie and a living one's voice. Veronica Sawyer is a dead girl walking who made it through a bomb and a gunfight and stalks through the school halls with a cigarrette and smile for anyone who needs it. She never had a chance to tell anyone the war was over because a bigger one began just after hers ended.

Veronica Sawyer stands on a blocky speaker and says "Listen up, folks!" and they all do.

"We're all freaks and we're all damaged and we're all terrified, and that's alright."

She turns to the girl sitting on the stage, clad in purple, who nods, and Veronica nods back.

"We have a stovetop and we have Jiffy Pop and we have a movie Martha rented a month ago. Tonight, whatever else happens, we're going to watch a movie. Something with a happy ending."

5. Dear diary, my teen angst BS seems really stupid nowadays. Even Heather's death, even Ram and Kurt, all that seems so long ago and so, so stupid. Everything got so big so fast and I don't know when my world blew up, except that it started when JD did. I wish I'd spent more time softer, before, instead of having to go through all that and the end of the entire fucking world to figure it out. I wish I'd been better before, been nicer to Martha and to Betty and to Mac and not just because they're all I have. Now we all have each other, though, and I don't know if that would have happened otherwise. So.

I think my parents are dead. They may not have understood all the time but they loved me. If they were still around, they would have come looking by now. It's nearly Christmas.

At least we still have electricity. One of the younger boys found decorations in one of the storage rooms, so we have lights everywhere we can reach. Ms. Fleming brought the cinnamon candles from her office/bedroom into the gym yesterday, so it smells like the holidays, too. I don't know if anyone will have gifts, but at least we have the lights. We can still make it beautiful.

~ V.

[macaroni-rascal]

Okay, I may only have time to drag the ice dancers' fashion missteps this weekend, we'll see, but if you haven't watched yet, it's all spoilers all the way down from here, so read on at your own risk lol.

Molly and Dmitre surprisingly have a lot of rights this season. Their programs suit them well, her romper is fabulous and fits her perfectly, and his simple outfit is what I was talking about with Evan - you don't need to overthinks this, it's enough. A really good outing for them, they're so cute, it's just that only the last 1/3 of their RD woke the audience up. The earrings and the cross AND the pink scrunchie are a bit much, though.

Emilea is a spectacular dancer and truly the Lia of ice dance, and she was the stronger partner here. The costumes, though - the bodice of hers was shoddily done, and his top looked like a Confederate flag coloring page. I hate all MJ programs except LaLa's and this one's no exception. This girl seems to be immune to Igor's coaching so far, so we'll see, she might actually survive.

I have a huge soft sport for Alicia and Paul, and not just because they're smoking hot. They have some of the rawest talent in the entire field, but unfortunately it's coupled with some major limitations. I know they've lost a lot of training time throughout their partnership, but their levels on step sequences aren't improving. What Paul gained in speed and power in Montreal he lost in the quality of his turns. The program has a lot of the pitfalls of a first-time choreographer, there's a lot of random pointing at the sky and just basic movement. A bit of a muted performance from them, but at least their butts didn't touch the ice, which in itself is a victory for them. I get what Tracy was saying when they debuted at the senior level about their lack of variety of movement. The costumes were unmemorable but fine and I liked her hair. He needs to figure out his facial hair, it unsettles me. MF's coat is atrocious.

W/L with the best program of the event and by far one of the best of the season. They understood the assignment. Their entire looks are a vibe, the costumes are amazing and I love her grey hair tips. We've seen them far stronger this season, a bit of a dodgy outing for them here. They do a bit of a complicated and confusing entry for what the lift ends up being. They and Romain with the aubergine coat take the best dressed title here, shame about the score.

This German team is consistently one of the worst dressed, which is why I can't hold it against them - they must not have other options. Solid attack as always but the music overpowers them while still somehow falling flat. She isn't pushing at all when they're skating in hold. I love their rotational lift but they've been doing it for years.

Pate/Bye might just be the most quintessential Igor team there ever was. While she was performing her little heart out, they were probably the most flat-footed team here. Their skating is so small and devoid of power. I liked the musicality of their final two elements, they were indeed placed exactly on the music. Her costume was decently made but the details get lost from a distance, and his was truly just a zip-up tracksuit top. I don't understand what the hair has to do with the theme, but it looks like neither do they.

The Brown babies looked truly effortless and in a just world they would've won this event. Just completely smooth sailing from them, incredibly consistent, flying across the ice but always in control, defined free legs and decent extension, I just literally have no notes aside from the non-costumes. Flawless unison and togetherness, just riding those edges like they stole them, and at a back-to-back GP too! The USFSA better put all their eggs in this basket for Salt Lake because they've been gestating some literal rocks.

I usually like Alli and Saul, but to me, they've been stuck in a creative rut recently and they're giving us stuff we've already seen from them, including the outfits. The costumes are really well-made and clearly thought out, but the pattern on her jacket turns into a blur and the tassels on his are a liability. Her hair is too long and distracting. Just an overall sluggish performance from them and like the Germans, they couldn't keep up with the music. A couple of cool moments in the programs but no real free leg to speak of and they spent a lot of time on two feet. I still like them, I just expected more of them.

Okay, I'm gonna preface this by saying that I'm prejudiced against Piper and Paul because I can't stand their personalities, which is why I'm glad their program and costumes are horrendous, thereby justifying my dislike and further proving that I have impeccable taste. This program makes about as much sense as an out gay man skating with a registered Republican, but here we are. The mismatch of the outfits is so stark, it's as if she's a piñata and he's just the stick it's suspended from. I guess she couldn't decide if she wanted to be a peacock or a beetle, so she went with both. The leggings are too tight and an awkward length, so they shorten her. The boatneck blouse (and we know how I feel about those) with sleeves that just end randomly over a training bra is just a hot fucking mess, the stones make her boobs look uneven, and I'm pretty sure Scott wore his costume for the SD at the 2014 Nationals. But what was even worse than the clothes was the program and skating. Such stiff backs, such locked hips, such lack of extension, such small skating - take your pick! They're such awkward movers, I don't understand how they ended up in this discipline. When they threw themselves onto the ice, I wished they hadn't gotten up to continue this torture. And was her hair done by Hello Kells? Because it looked like one of her unintentionally messy buns. Their posture was awful and her position in the lift as ugly as the earrings that are a completely different green from the rest of her outfit. They'll get run over by the tricked-out garbage truck that is Bock again this year and they'll deserve it. There are literally only 2 good programs between the top 5 teams this year - the Canadanes' RD and the Italians' FD.

Speaking of teams that haven't given us anything new in years - Lilah and Lewis. Sigh. The music is a bop but overdone and the shameless rhythm violation that they refuse to correct and continue to not be penalized for feels like a slap in the face of all the other teams that made an honest effort. I'm pretty sure Steve Angello wasn't dropping tracks as a baby. In fact, I checked, and this mix came out in 2004, so what gives, ISU? What's the point of assigning a theme if you aren't going to enforce it, you frauds? F/G did this thing again where he literally lifts her and positions her on the correct edge because it's the only way she can hit one. And the grabbing of the ponytail on the "keep your head up" lyrics - an abomination. The costumes are hot but they can't make up for what's becoming a shameless display of privilege at this point. I think Lewis would've looked better either in a vest or just if the jacket wasn't so sharply cut off at the bottom. I just want to split them up and put Lewis with Olivia and her with Tim, could you imagine? Perfect matches. The sparkly pink mesh gloves are a vibe, though, I'll give them that, but I definitely wouldn't give them a score in the fucking 80s because not even their music is.

We'll see if I'll bother with the other disciplines today, it'll depend on whether they decided to werk or quiet-quit. Hope you had a lovely date!

"She's a piñata and he's just the stick it's suspended from" took me the fuck OUT Fashionista Nonny, oh my god that was so funny. I laughed so hard I started coughing.

A pleasure to read you amazing opinions as always, thank you for sharing!

[agapovheir]

[A drabble I wrote a few days ago]

When Nikolai wakes, it's still dark out. Or… not. When he goes to rub the sleep out of his eyes, last night's eyeliner staining his knuckles, he finds his face engulfed in curls. It's daylight. He forgot to tie his hair back last night and now it's going to look like shit until he washes it again. He grabs for a scrunchie and pulls it back into a low ponytail, then grabs for his cell phone to respond to Ken.

Nothing to respond to. Their text history is a series of increasingly threatening text messages sent by Nikolai between 1 am and 6 am. No response back from Ken. Goddammit. He considers, briefly, texting an apology. He decides Ken doesn't deserve one if he can't even send a simple text back. He considers, also briefly, throwing his phone against the wall as hard as he can. He tosses it down on the bed instead and collapses back onto his pillow. It's too goddamn early for this. He still doesn't know what time it is. He didn't check.

He blindly grabs half a joint out of the ashtray beside his bed and a diamond encrusted lighter. Inhaling smoke, he decides maybe he's not mad at Ken anymore. He grabs his phone. Doesn't apologize. Texts "good morning, heart emoji." Sends a selfie with a glowing smile, cropped close enough to keep his flat on one side hair a secret.

Only when he reaches the end of the joint does he drag himself from bed. He uses the bathroom, brushes his teeth, and applies lip gloss before setting his sights on his hair. The curls aren't going to behave after the way he slept on it, there's no point in trying. Instead he detangles as much as he can with his fingers, runs gel through it, and styles it into two tight french braids. Presentable, until he can find time to wash it.

He returns to his bed and his phone. Still no text from Ken. He rolls a fresh joint in pastel pink paper and lights it before he can really get angry. Ken's phone is probably dead. Or he's out with someone else.

Nikolai pops in a wireless earbud and makes a phone call, to the part time cashier at the coffee shop across the street from Ken's apartment. They partied together once or twice; Nikolai has a taped confession of the lengths he's gone to to avoid paying taxes and child support. Real low stakes shit. Still high stakes enough for him to be willing to commit some real crimes to keep it hush hush.

"Is he home? Did he bring anyone home with him last night? What- yeah, hi, hello, how are you? Fuck. Is he home or not?" He takes another drag of smoke to avoid hanging up on his informant and pulls open a food delivery app on his phone. He's way too hung over to cook breakfast right now. He loads up his cart with an inordinate amount of eggs, pancakes, and sausages from a cheap chain restaurant.

"Call me immediately if there's any updates. Keep an eye on it." He doubles the order in his cart. Enough to share, just in case Ken drops by.

"Then work late! I don't want you going home at all! Keep a fucking eye on it!" He hangs up without a goodbye, assuming his instructions were clear enough. Fuck, the 'hang up' button is unsatisfying. He misses his old flip phone. This thing doesn't even have a place to clip charms.

He adds a big enough tip to his order to get priority over anything else the potential delivery driver might be doing. He's starving. Texts are open again. "Hey, come over! I made breakfast! Heart emoji."

[bee-snail]

Weirder Asks

Who is/are your comfort character(s)? (i know but don't want to get punched :P)

7. Hair-ties or scrunchies?

12. What kind of day is it?

31. What kind of music keeps you grounded?

(And one more since I know the answer to the first haha)

43. What's your take on spicy foods?

HEHE you have learned :] ty for the ask!

1. In order of [most comfort] to [least comfort]: Zhan Tiri and Hector of TTS; Neito Monoma from BNHA; Raphael from TMNT 2012 and Rise of the TMNT; Donatello from Rise of the TMNT :]

7. Either one is fine for me, but I never had a scrunchie because hair ties are just cheaper hahshehe.

12. Eeeeeeehhhhhhh it was a pretty cool day, then it got very annoying, then I forgot abt the annoying part and it was a cool day again, then I got reminded of the annoying thing and now I'm just annoyed. But I am enjoying the asks! So I'd say very 40/60.

31. It really just depends on my mood. It's either very energetic songs, really theater/musical songs, romance songs, or sad songs. I often listen to the sad songs; but the theater/musical and energetic songs are making my playlist these days :] !!

43. They're really cool, and they were my lifeline back when COVID was a thing and everything I put in my mouth either had no flavor or tasted HORRIBLY. Meat, a primary thing in my diet, tasted horrible. I used pepper to make the food bearable! But overall I don't eat spicy food very often, even if it's pretty cool to have some every now and then

[imperial--orthodoxy]

You know the drill:) :) :)

1-50 weird asks and GO

who is/are your comfort character(s)?

I don't know if "comfort" is the right word, but right now it's probably Ichigo Kurosaki from Bleach and...Boromir from LOTR. Ichigo is currently my favorite main character period and Boromir is....well. He's a deeply flawed character that tries and fails and tries again and manages to do good at the end of his life and I hope I'm able to do the same before I die.

lighter or matches?

I'm a certified pyromaniac, so the answer is yes. I prefer lighters for cigarettes and cigars though, whereas matches, I like launching them off of the lighter strip.

do you leave the window open at night?

Up north, open. Down here...closed. Permanently closed. I hate the weather down here.

which cryptyd being do you believe in? All of them. Skinwalkersmustdieskinwalkersmustdieskinwalkersmu

what color are your eyes?

Blue/Grey

why did you do that?

You think *I* know???

hair-ties or scrunchies?

...niether

how many water bottles are in your room right now? ....none

which do you prefer, hot coffee or cold coffee?

Hot tbh

would you slaughter the rich?

some of them

favorite extracurricular activity?

back in school it was band tbh and I can and should be bullied for it

what kind of day is it?

today was a long day at work unfortunately

when was the last time you ate?

just a couple of bars when I got home since it's a fasting day

do you love the smell of earth after it rains?

yes

are you a parent? (all answers qualify)

(sorta, not to term yet)

can you drive?

Yes, ignore my friends that say I drive like a maniac I am completely fine I am not an adrenaline junkie I am not -

are you farsighted or nearsighted?

near sighted

what hair products do you use?

whatever is on the shelf. I used to use old spice but I think it's been giving me a reaction lately

imagine we’re at a sleepover, would you paint my nails?

....I don't think you want me to do that

do you say soda or pop?

yes

something you’ve kept since childhood?

a lot of my books tbh. some of those are in uh...not great shape to my shame

what type of person are you?

I am a piece of shit

how do you feel about chilly weather?

winter supremacy or die

if we were together on a rooftop, what would we be doing?

sniping off politicians

Ideally if there's not a lot of light pollution I do love looking at stars

perfume/body spray or lotion?

spray, since I'm lazy

a scenario that you’ve replayed multiple times?

only all of them

about how many hours of sleep did you get?

Like....5?

do you wear a mask?

nyet

how do you like your shower water?

warm

is there dishes in your room?

no

what type of music keeps you grounded?

church hymns tbh

do you have a favorite towel?

nah

the last adventure you’ve been on?

Hmmmm....good question. The last big one was the honeymoon to Colorado

is there a song you know every word to by heart? They're all metallica songs but several

what’s your timezone?

Central US

how many times have you changed your url?

a stupid amount of times

someone in your life, other than a relative, you’ve known for 10+ years?

Not you yet, but all of my best friends from high school are still my friends now with 3 of them even being my groomsmen

a soap bar that smells good?

I...don't know actually lmao

do you use lip balm?

nyet

did you have any snacks today?

yes

how do you take your coffee?

depends - if it's typical shit coffee, cream and sugar. If it's good coffee, black

an app you frequently use besides this godforsaken site?

Bleach Brave Souls, does that count?

what’s your take on spicy foods? I love them

you get a free pass to kill anyone, who is it?

*REDACTED* nice try FBI

can you remember what happened yesterday? More or less!

favorite holiday film?

This is cheesy as fuck, but probably The Polar Express or Year Without a Santa Clause

what was the last message you sent?

I think it was me letting my coworker to let me know if I could do anything for him since his mother passed away

when did you first try an alcohol beverage?

Uhhhhhhhh....I think it was as a teenager from my Grandfather, or wine from my mother

can you skip rocks?

I can't, unfortunately. I ain't gonna lie, I'm kinda retarded

can i tag you in random stuff?

No you fuck - OF COURSE YOU CAN

ALSO YOU'RE LUCKY I LOVE YOU

[pyrettawychwiggin]

Pyretta's Answers:

1. Who is/are your comfort character(s)?

I have a few; Daine & Numair from Tamora Pierce's 'The Immortals' series, Crow from Destiny 2, Julian from The Arcana, Lara Croft (just like, in general). The list goes on 😅 These days, I've been hyperfixated on Nanami Kento from Jujutsu Kaisen 🥴❤️‍🔥

2. Lighter or matches?

Lighter, but matches will do.

3. Do you leave the window open at night?

I don't think that's wise, no. If I could trust that some crazy person wouldn't take advantage, I probably would, though - I love the air flow.

4. Which cryptic being do you believe in?

Would you count the fae? If not that, definitely skinwalkers.

5. What colour are your eyes?

Green-ish, with kind of a hint of hazel sometimes.

6. Why did you do that?

I was in a very dark place in my life - I'm just glad I got out of things before I did something stupid.

7. Hair ties or scrunchies?

Back when I had hair long enough, I loved my scrunchies. I had a lil' collection going. Nowadays I rock a short style - more comfy.

8. How many water bottles are in your room right now?

None, actually. Usually I have one or two in there, though.

9. Which do you prefer - hot coffee or cold coffee?

Iced and packed full of sugar.

10. Would you slaughter the rich?

#EatTheRich (the mega-rich, anyways. I don't see anything wrong with someone who has lots of wealth; it's the multi-billionaires that I think are wholly unethical)

11. Favourite extracurricular activity?

Making/listening to music for sure.

12. What kind of day is it?

Gloomy, actually. Something in the air has myself and everyone I know feeling 'off.' Ah well. Another day tomorrow - sun'll come out eventually.

13. When was the last time you ate?

A couple hours ago.

14. Do you love the smell of the earth after it rains?

It's one of my favourite smells, actually.

15. Are you a parent?

I think I have a tamagotchi still lying around here somewhere... 🤔

16. Can you drive?

Yep. I only started driving a few years ago, but I finally got a move on anyways.

17. Are you nearsighted or farsighted?

I'm more near-sighted than far-sighted, but not at a point to need glasses or contacts (yet).

18. What hair products do you use?

I love the Amika brand shampoo, conditioner and dry shampoo. Aside from that, the only other hair product I use is Evo's 'Salty Dog' salt spray.

19. Imagine we're at a sleepover - would you paint my nails?

I mean hey, sure - I just can't guarantee I'll paint them well 😅💅

20. Do you say soda or pop?

I say both, actually - no rhyme or reason, I just kinda blurt our whichever comes out in the moment 😅🥤

21. Something you've kept since your childhood.

A mix CD from my late first boyfriend - I've had it since 10th grade.

22. What type of person are you?

I'd say 'sentimental.' Sometimes delusional with my tendency to lean into escapism - it leads me to be a bit of an idealist, and I can have unrealistic expectations sometimes.

23. How do you feel about chilly weather?

I don't mind it, really - it's when the air is so cold it hurts my face that it starts to get old.

24. If we were together on a rooftop, what would we be doing?

Stargazing and listening to some tunes for sure - with any luck, we'll catch some northern lights. Also snacks. We always need snacks.

25. Perfume/body spray or lotion?

I don't really use perfume - maybe on occasion I'll use a body spray from Bath & Body Works or something, but lotion I use every day.

26. A scenario that you've replayed multiple times?

The last hour I spent with my grandfather. I feel like if I had really known that was going to be the last hour, I would have had so much more to say.

27. About how many hours of sleep did you get?

Six, give or take? Which is a lot for me.

28. Do you wear a mask?

I do, but I'm a dental assistant, so that just kind of comes with the gig. Other than that, I wear masks when I am feeling under the weather, but need to be out in public for whatever reason, or if I'm in a place where masks are required by the business/health code standards.

29. How do you like your shower water?

Wet? (Ha) Nah, I usually like it at some semi-extreme temperature; either hotter than hellfire, or glacier cold.

30. Are there dishes in your room?

Nope.

31. What type of music keeps you grounded?

Some nice acoustic indie tunes; maybe some lo-fi tunes.

32. Do you have a favourite towel?

I do love my blue striped beach towel ♡

33. The last adventure you've been on?

My last adventure.... Drumheller with my partner, actually! Last year 🦖🦕

34. Is there a song you know every word to by heart?

Every song from Evanescence's 'Fallen' album, but there are many songs outside of that, too.

35. What's your timezone?

Mountain Standard Time.

36. How many times have you changed your url?

Only once, I think. As far as I can remember, anyways.

37. Someone in your life other than a relative that you've known for 10+ years.

My non-blood brother and sister - my lifelines.

38. A soap bar that smells good.

I don't use bar soap, actually. Just liquid soaps. I usually go for unscented stuff, but rain/ocean-scented is usually a good bet for me.

39. Do you use lip balm?

Erryday - specifically, I love Burt's Bees and Barefoot Venus.

40. Did you have any snacks today?

Yep! Doritos and a Pepsi slurpee this afternoon. Aside from that, it's been all celery, carrots, cucumbers and oranges.

41. How do you take your coffee?

Iced and sickeningly sweet; like, more sugar than coffee, probably.

42. An app you frequently use aside from this godforsaken site.

Well, Instagram and TikTok (like most of the world). Aside from that, I use my Artful Agenda religiously. I used to be a big fan of paper agendas, but I needed to switch to electronic for convenience, but I liked that I could still get the same customization and fun options of a paper agenda with it. So now, it's my only real 'every day' app.

43. What's your take on spicy foods?

I wish my tongue wasn't so weak so I could enjoy them more, but alas 🥵

44. You get a free pass to kill anyone - who is it?

Honestly? No one.

45. Can you remember what happened yesterday?

Pfft, I can barely remember what I had for lunch this afternoon, much less what happened yesterday 😅

46. Favourite holiday film?

I've always enjoyed watching Sleepy Hollow, Corpse Bride, and Hocus Pocus around the Halloween season. As for Yule, I'm leaning towards Krampus, Elf, Love Actually, and The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe.

47. What was the last message you sent?

A single-emoji text to my dad that says '🗿'

48. When did you first try an alcoholic beverage?

I think I was 16/17 years old. Nothing crazy, just a bottle of Corona.

49. Can you skip rocks?

Not well, but I can. Sometimes 🙃

50. Can I tag you in random stuff?

As long as it's not:

• racist/sexist/homophobic/transphobic, etc.

• AI art

• spam

• just harmful to someone like, in general

Then by all means, lol

here’s weirder asks

who is/are your comfort character(s)?

lighter or matches?

do you leave the window open at night?

which cryptyd being do you believe in?

what color are your eyes?

why did you do that?

hair-ties or scrunchies?

how many water bottles are in your room right now?

which do you prefer, hot coffee or cold coffee?

would you slaughter the rich?

favorite extracurricular activity?

what kind of day is it?

when was the last time you ate?

do you love the smell of earth after it rains?

are you a parent? (all answers qualify)

can you drive?

are you farsighted or nearsighted?

what hair products do you use?

imagine we’re at a sleepover, would you paint my nails?

do you say soda or pop?

something you’ve kept since childhood?

what type of person are you?

how do you feel about chilly weather?

if we were together on a rooftop, what would we be doing?

perfume/body spray or lotion?

a scenario that you’ve replayed multiple times?

about how many hours of sleep did you get?

do you wear a mask?

how do you like your shower water?

is there dishes in your room?

what type of music keeps you grounded?

do you have a favorite towel?

the last adventure you’ve been on?

is there a song you know every word to by heart?

what’s your timezone?

how many times have you changed your url?

someone in your life, other than a relative, you’ve known for 10+ years?

a soap bar that smells good?

do you use lip balm?

did you have any snacks today?

how do you take your coffee?

an app you frequently use besides this godforsaken site?

what’s your take on spicy foods?

you get a free pass to kill anyone, who is it?

can you remember what happened yesterday?

favorite holiday film?

what was the last message you sent?

when did you first try an alcohol beverage?

can you skip rocks?

can i tag you in random stuff?

[ratsetflummi]

All of the odd numbered weird asks! (But feel free to skip any that you don’t want to answer of course 😅)

1. who is/are your comfort character(s)?

currently artemis entreri, previously strahd von zarovich

generally there seems to be a theme of mentally ill little bastards with a bunch of trauma who are suffering from The Curse™ and who just kind of want to die but can't

don't read anything into that

3. do you leave the window open at night?

i leave it tilted (because i got the good european windows that you can tilt), so the murderers don't get in, but i also don't suffocate

5. what color are your eyes?

blue

7. hair-ties or scrunchies?

i'm bald

but back when i still had long hair i only ever used hair-ties

9. which do you prefer, hot coffee or cold coffee?

ideally lukewarm, but i'll also take cold. i'm very sensitive to heat, so hot coffee just kills me

11. favorite extracurricular activity?

i haven't been in school in almost a decade. and back when i was still in school i never did any extracurriculars. i always wanted to do theater, but my anxiety was way too bad to actually sign up for it back then

13. when was the last time you ate?

two hours ago. i went to my parents' place to bake a lemon tart with meringue, and i ate a piece of that before i left

the tart in question:

15. are you a parent? (all answers qualify)

only to a pair of little idiot cats

17. are you farsighted or nearsighted?

nearsighted, but i only have to wear my glasses at university, for everything else my eyes are still good enough

19. imagine we’re at a sleepover, would you paint my nails?

yes, and they might not even look horrible, i've been getting better at that lately

21. something you’ve kept since childhood?

the only thing that comes to mind is my fear of dogs. had that since i was a child. as far as like objects go i'm pretty sure everything's been replaced at some point

23. how do you feel about chilly weather?

love chilly weather, the chillier the better, bury me in snow and i will be happy (i am currently suffering from summer)

25. perfume/body spray or lotion?

body spray

27. about how many hours of sleep did you get?

more than i usually get recently, which is to say about 7 hours. the cat i'm currently cat sitting keeps screaming me awake way too early in the morning, but last night i finally caved in and put in some earplugs, so i actually slept more than five hours for once

29. how do you like your shower water?

warm. not scalding, but i refuse to step into a cold shower

31. what type of music keeps you grounded?

metal. a strong baseline and drums help me calm down. which sounds like a joke, but it really isn't

33. the last adventure you’ve been on?

i'm currently living at a friend's place out in the middle of nowhere, because she's on vacation right now and i agreed to take care of her cat, and going back and forth from my place to hers takes for fucking ever. and honestly just figuring out how to live out here is an adventure of its own

35. what’s your timezone?

i would have sworn that it's gmt+1, but apparently it's gmt+2? or cest. my friends in the uk keep calling me a bloody future person because i'm one hour ahead of them

37. someone in your life, other than a relative, you’ve known for 10+ years?

only person who i still talk to is thisfairytalegonebad on here. we weren't technically actively talking until we did our finals at the same time, which was only 7 years ago, but fairy is the reason why i'm even on tumblr in the first place, and that was 11 years ago

39. do you use lip balm?

nope, my lips always feel worse when i try

41. how do you take your coffee?

with ridiculous amounts of milk and sugar

43. what’s your take on spicy foods?

i can handle a bit of spice, but too much will kill me

45. can you remember what happened yesterday?

i had to think long and hard about it, but i think i reconstructed most of it

the highlights are going to university, doing a horrible job drawing my friend's old dnd character during a lecture, visiting a friend at work on the way home, failing to kill a boss on elden ring for like two hours, talking to friends on vc, and doing a way better job redoing the drawing

the drawings in question (from 2021, yesterday morning, and yesterday night, in that order):

(yes, that is jarlaxle's hat. well, technically jack axel's hat, who was my pc in dragonheist, and who totally wasn't just the jarlaxle we have at home when mom says that we have jarlaxle at home)

47. what was the last message you sent?

asking my mom whether she has finally applied for the new job she was looking at and whether her coworker has actually quit yet. that was five days ago, she hasn't answered yet

unless we're talking discord messages, in which case it was me talking about what i'm gonna cook for my friends when i go visit them a month from now

49. can you skip rocks?

absolutely not. i've tried a couple times, but i never actually got anywhere

[brwnii]

SLEEPY EREN JAEGER X ALL NIGHT READER

MODERN CANONS

Imagine: You remain up all night and don't go to bed until who knows what hour, so sleepy Eren tried to stay up with you but couldn't resist having to shut his eyes every two seconds.

- On certain nights, it could be difficult for you to fall asleep at this hour, so instead of going to bed, why not stay up all night?

- But if it’s school night or etc.. then we need our rest :,)

- Yet Unlike not going to bed—there’s Eren our sleep tired German boy

- Who would go to bed around 10 or 9:30 just for his liking but not this night tho

- He gonna be a night howl just for us tonight 😼✊🏽

- Eren, our sleep-weary German boy, however, prefers to stay up late because y/n suddenly wanna makes joke to him saying “all right titan isn’t getting late? Don’t you have a bed time?” 💀

- And Personally..Eren I wouldn’t take that joke if I was you

- So during washing up for bed Eren made a deal to y/n if he could stay up all night like past 3 or 4 than y/n would have to do whatever he wants

- You took in that offer 🤝

- It was now 11:00 pm and Eren would NOT STOP YAWNING

- It was like every 10 secs that boy gotta yawn

- Eren was half awake leaning his head against the headboard while you were distracted by your phone skimming through TikTok. You look at him every 1 min to see him still awake nearly keeping his eyes open But open them eventually

- He’s a slow talker when he’s tired

- “Y/n…can.. you…past..the remote” he yawn every each word

- You did kinda felt guilty and tried to turn down the bet “Eren, it’s really not a big of deal you know I was just joking around just go to sleep ok?”

- But he can be stubborn sometimes so he said No

- It’s was now 1 am in the morning he still awake scrolling through the channels at some point

- When you returned from the restroom and saw him watching some television and not dozing off, you were genuinely impressed, but you still felt a little bad.

- “Erennn”

- “Hm?”

- “Go to bedddd you won—now sleep”

- “No..” you grumpily groaned.

- At 1:30 Eren was fighting for his life

- He would not stop dozing off he was starting to drool from drifting off from the screen he was whatever watching.

- Poor boy was actually tired

- So after you came back from the kitchen there was Eren.. sleep and sound on the bed with one leg over your side and the other his side.

- You’ve won 🏆

- But then you just chuckled and walk over back to the bed moving his leg from yours side and slide both of you into the sheets.

- He noticed your appearance and move closer to your chest hugging you tightly.

- His hair was all over the place you used your own scrunchy to tie it in the back kissing his forehead as a goodnight kiss -

- because actually you felt tired too.

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*This is just a head canon not everything I said it’s true it’s just a fun imagination I thought about last night*

Thanks for your giving time to read this

I’ll try my best to check any errors of grammars that I made.

Till then thank you again have a good summer and stay tuned for more ☀️

©brwnii