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meltwonu · 3 years ago

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〚 💜 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕡 💜 〛| [CHAPTER 10]

this chapter pairing; fratboy!scoups x (fem)reader x fratboy!jungkook

genre&warnings; fratboy!au, dom!scoups, dom!jungkook, dirty talk, degradation, name-calling, weed, high!fucking, sloppy seconds, taking videos/photos, honestly pwp LOL. YAAAAAA WOW first DD chapter of the year so u kno I had to make it extra sloppy ksjhdfjskfh 😵‍💫🥴 I kept thinking about those clips of them during ISAC when I wrote this so y’kno hehe I also wrote this after a few drinks so it’s a bit on the short side but also y’know dkjjksf lol 😭✨ I’m a mess but y’kno what we are going to go into 2022 living our best lives y’all and the ‘b’ key on my macbook is still broken so that’s that on that (I also need new glasses 😞) ☠️😮‍💨 Enjoy ch 10, I love u and stay hydrated! I’ll pop back in tmr night to answer some inbox msgs! ❤️‍🔥💕

chapters; 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - ?

You only date Jungkook for the weed.

“O-oh, fuck, yeah, S–Seungcheol–”

And maybe his roommate too.

Jungkook takes a long drag of his blunt as he watches you ride Seungcheol’s cock, reverse cowgirl, from the foot of the bed as he keeps one hand wrapped firm around his own cock and the other holding the blunt.

The party at the frathouse had ended hours ago and left the three of you bored and drunk out of your minds until Jungkook decided it was time to bring out his best stash - laughing and giggling as the three of you had quickly burned through most of it before any of you had even gotten undressed.

“Goddamn, she’s so fuckin’ wet… I can feel her dripping and soaking my fuckin’ lap.” Seungcheol groans and readjusts his hold on your waist as you alternate from swiveling your hips and bouncing up and down in his lap.

You didn’t even remember how long you’d already been riding him.

Not that you cared when he was filling you up this good.

“She always is,” Jungkook murmurs; leaning in closer until his lips are only centimetres from your own, “So you’re lucky I let you go first this time.”

He smirks and lets you take a drag from his blunt - watching as your eyes flutter shut from the rush of sensations washing over your body.

This was how it usually ended up for the three of you, afterall.

Jungkook would invite you over for the party, Seungcheol would join in once it was over and the three of you would end up in Jungkook’s bed one way or another.

Sometimes for hours before any of you got up to leave.

“I want him to, ngh, c-cum inside me, Jungkook… Then I want you to f-fuck me, a-ah, too… Okay?” You let out a high pitched moan when Seungcheol thrusts up into you; his cock slamming into your g-spot as your walls tighten around him, “Fuck, he’s fucking me–me so g-good… I can f-feel him in my s–stomach… He’s, mmngh, fucking me s-so deep…”

Your head feels fuzzy as you try to focus on Jungkook but all you can focus on instead is Seungcheol’s cocky laugh from behind you as his grip on your waist tightens.

“I always fuck you good, sweetheart~ You’re so cute when your legs are shaking and you can barely talk~ Now, be a good girl and let me fill you up with my cum~ I’ve been holding out for too long now~”

Seungcheol helps guide you as Jungkook watches and polishes off the blunt; placing the remnants in an ashtray near-by as he reaches for his phone instead.

“Lean back, baby, I wanna see the way your pretty ‘lil cunt is stretched around Seungcheol’s cock.”

You nod feverishly in return, throat dry as you do your best to give Jungkook a good view.

The camera shutter goes off quickly as Jungkook takes as many pictures as he can - taking a few videos of Seungcheol’s cock pumping in and out of your pussy as the three of you let out a chorus of moans and whimpers.

“Fuck, ‘m really gonna cum… Take some good pictures of her cunt filled with my cum, Jungkook~”

The two of them share a laugh as you whine and cry out both of their names; walls tightening around Seungcheol as he holds you down against himself while he cums inside of you.

“Oho~ You really are cumming so much inside of her… It’s already spilling out of her ‘lil pussy~ Making such a big fuckin’ mess for us to clean up after, huh?”

Whimpering, the warmth washes over you as Seungcheol’s cock throbs inside of you and you can only wait as you continue to swivel your hips and work him through his high.

Sometimes they’d let you cum all night and sometimes they’d make you wait - this time, they left you to your own discretion but you wanted to wait for Jungkook to cum with you as he quickly shimmied in closer.

“Okay, fun’s over ‘cause it’s my turn now~”

He grins at you, lip piercing making you lick your own lips as your eyes flit to his tattooed arm.

“Goddamn, she’s so fuckin’ attracted to you, Jungkook. She takes one look at you and she’s fuckin’ clenching around my cock so hard.” Seungcheol laughs as he helps lift you up slightly - cum dribbling down from your hole and dripping back down onto his cock as Jungkook wastes not a second more and quickly sheathes himself in your pussy.

“Oh–f–fuck…!”

Your body hovers over Seungcheol and the two of them hold you suspended - body swaying as you do your best to balance yourself from falling into Seungcheol’s chest.

“D’you hear that, sweetheart? You’re so fuckin’ wet, I can hear Jungkook’s cock when he thrusts inside that slutty ‘lil pussy of yours~”

Your eyes roll to the back of your head as Jungkook’s cock slams into your g-spot, much like Seungcheol’s as your walls only try to suck him in deeper each time he bottoms out.

“God–god, fuck, fuck me h-harder! Make me, ngh, cum…” Your mouth hangs open in pleasure while Jungkook laughs.

“Yeah? You want it harder? You wanna be our good ‘lil fucktoy, hmm?” He licks his lips - playing with his lip piercing as you mewl. “Always so goddamn wet and desperate for cum. You don’t even care that I’m fucking Seungcheol’s cum deeper into this pussy of yours, do you? ‘Cause you just want more and more~ We’ll blindfold you next time and have you guess who’s cock is inside you before we let you cum~”

Your legs start to tremble; teeth chattering as you feel globs of Seungcheol’s cum being forced out of your pussy with each snap of Jungkook’s hips.

“Y-yes…! Please, please… Need your c-cum inside m-me, Jungkook… Make a–a mess out of my p-pussy…”

“Cumslut. Always begging for us to ruin this cunt of yours~” Seungcheol teases.

“Ngh, please, I want i-it…”

Jungkook’s pace doubles; impatience finally getting to him too.

After all, he’d been sitting and watching you and Seungcheol for a fair amount of time before he’d gotten his turn.

“Should we have Seungcheol fuck you after I cum inside you, baby? We should take turns fucking each other’s cum deeper inside this cunt of yours ‘til you can’t take it anymore~”

You can feel Jungkook’s cock throbbing inside of you and you let yourself give into the pleasure - mind going blank as you finally succumb and let your orgasm wash over your overstimulated body.

“Fuck…!”

It only takes a few more skillful thrusts and your walls fluttering around Jungkook for him to follow suit; hips stuttering as he, too, cums inside of your hot cunt.

“Goddamn, now she’s going to have two loads of cum dripping out of her slutty ‘lil hole, huh? So filthy and messy~”

Seungcheol peers down as far as he can - grinning at the way Jungkook’s cum is already dripping from your pussy too.

“I’m gonna have to get payback for that, sweetheart.”

“H–huh…?”

You can barely focus, eyes hazy and mind muddled as your entire body feels electric with the pleasure buzzing all throughout.

“You’re letting all of Jungkook’s cum drip down onto me too, y’know? What are we gonna do about that, hmm?”

“I, hic, d–dunno…”

Jungkook chuckles, eyes dark as he watches your blissed out expression as your ride out the rest of your high.

He did always think you were the prettiest when you were cumming.

“Let’s roll another blunt and find out, shall we, baby?”

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livexdolan · 4 years ago

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The Cage - Part One

A/n: so hi! This is a UFC based fic about Grayson Dolan. This is an AU with an OC. There is no face claim as of now but they might change idk. I’m not going to ramble lol I’m just very very nervous. Anywho please enjoy and let me know what you think! There will be many parts to this series by the way lol so this part is kind of slow but just wait aha

Word Count: 5924

Warnings: fluff, mentions of death, explicit language, and triggering topics (maybe?) mentioned

“I’ve always wondered what it’d be like to be famous- never telling anyone but I’ve always wanted to know- wanted to get in the head of someone famous and see what they go through- but I could’ve never guessed this was how I was going to find out.

It all started when I was 22, fresh out of college, with a crappy assistant job at a publishing company in Los Angeles, California. Having been stuck at this job for almost three years and never even having my articles read, I was starting to lose hope that I would never be more than an assistant. Until one day…”

“Lily! Get in here! And bring me a coffee!” I scurry to Mr. Lane’s office, clutching the coffee I had just gone and grabbed for him, stopping by my desk to grab my notebook and pen.

I opened his glass door and put his coffee down on his desk, pushing up my glasses as I opened my notebook and clicked my pen, looking up at him expectantly, waiting for him to say what he needed me to do. He looks at me, his eyes bright at first but quickly losing their color and he sighs as though he’s already exasperated, “What is this?” He holds up a copy of a story I had put on his desk.

Oh jeez, another rejection. I push my glasses up again and start to stutter out an explanation in a quiet voice, “Well, I-I heard you talking to some of the reporters about need-needing a new story for next week's issue and well, I-I already had an idea so I thought I’d-” He cuts me off with a quick raise of his hand and a stoic look on his face, giving nothing away.

“Look,” he sighs and rubs his face with both hands before continuing, “It’s not a bad story, but it’s a half-baked idea. That’s your problem. That’s why you haven’t gotten a byline yet- you can never deliver a full idea- let alone a full article, do you understand?”

I look down, refusing to let him see my cheeks burn red and my eyes water. This is what he says every time I give him an idea. “Do you want to be a journalist?” He questions.

I make eye contact with him quickly lifting my head and squaring my shoulders to try and seem more confident, “More than anything, sir.”

“Well then, I have a proposition for you.” He gets up from his chair, his tall, lean body going to perch on the corner of his desk as he looks up at me his blue eyes sparkling with a mischievous glint, “I’ll give you a lead, and if you can follow through and get me a full 12000-word article by Monday, you can keep your job and I might throw you a lead here and there. But if you fail to deliver…” He pauses momentarily, thinking over his next words carefully, “you lose your job.”

I gasp and try to reason with myself for a second, making a mental pro-con list before replying quietly, “What’s the article on?”

He shakes his head and smirks lightly, filling my stomach with more unease, “No, you have to agree to the proposition. Then, I will tell you the story.”

Can I do this? Can I risk everything? I mean, that’s what my life’s been so far, a lot of risks and sacrifices. But is this a sacrifice I’m willing to make?

What would mom do? I sigh, “O-ok. Okay, I accept. Now, what’s the story?”

He claps his hands together excitedly and looks up at me with a boyish grin, he moves swiftly behind his desk and grabs an envelope, handing it to my shaky hands, “Grayson Dolan, he fights tonight here at the arena, go with a press pass, get an interview with him and ask him a couple of questions. Oh, and make sure we get a quote.”

I stare at him open-mouthed, frozen to my spot, “What? The Grayson Dolan?! You and I are both very aware that he refuses to do interviews. This isn’t even possible.” I say without trying to raise my voice too much.

Jace just leans back in his desk chair, lacing his fingers together and putting them behind his head, “Not my problem- it’s yours now. If I don’t have that story in my hand Monday morning, just pack your things up and leave, got it?” He smirks up at me.

I just silently walk out of his office and back to my desk, sitting down and putting my head against the cool wood surface. I don’t know if I want to cry or punch myself in the face.

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“And then he told me that if I accept- but fail to give him a story- I lose my job!”

“Wow! I never liked that guy, you know. He gives off such- such a douchebag vibe.”

I can’t help but chuckle at my dad’s voice dropping a little, he hasn’t been big on cursing since mom passed. At first, it was weird because both my parents cussed when I was growing up. But after mom passed, dad decided that, ‘there’s enough hate in the world’ and that he’s not going to add to it with foul language.’

“I know Dad, but what am I supposed to do?”

“Don’t accept it! You should never risk your whole career on whether or not some guy is feeling up to an interview!”

“Ok, one-” I start, “it is not just some guy! This is Grayson Dolan! And two,” I lower my voice and chew my lip, a bad habit I picked up in middle school, “I already agreed.”

“Of course you did!” he sounds exasperated and I pull my phone away from my ear a little out of reflex, “You are just like your mother, you know that?” he sighs and the line goes quiet.

“Daddy?” I whisper into the phone. He stays silent. It’s my turn to sigh and fall back onto my couch. I mutter into the phone, “He wouldn’t tell me the story until I accepted. I have to go get ready, I’ll talk to you after the match. I’ll be sitting ringside so look for me, ok?”

“Ok, I will. I’m still not happy about this.”

“I know Dad, you’re not happy with two-thirds of the things I do.”

That gets a reluctant chuckle out of him, “I guess you’re right. Good luck, by the way. If anyone can get an interview out of Dolan- it’d be you. And if you can’t, your childhood bedroom would love to have you back.”

“Ha-ha. Thanks. I love you.”

“Love you too baby, I’ll see you soon?”

“Dad,” my stomach drops at his hopeful voice and I can’t bring myself to tell him the truth, “Maybe, bye.”

I hang up the phone before he can say anything and I sink into the couch.

I wake with a start, my neck sore from the back of the couch. Oh no. I grab my phone in a haste, I turn it on and my whole body sags in relief when the time shows up; 6:45.

I have about an hour and a half to get ready, that’s enough time!

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

Wrong. Very wrong. I feel a wave of heat wash over me, igniting my anxiety as I look at the time on my phone; 7:45.

I quickly put on my normal, light makeup consisting of moisturizer, skin tint, blush on my cheeks and nose, giving me an almost sunburnt look. I shape my eyebrows a little, fix my glasses, and put on my chapstick. I quickly brush out my short, wavy hair and clip back the front parts. I shake my head slightly to get my bangs in place and do one last check in the mirror before heading to my closet.

Too pink. Too casual. Too tight. Too- ugh where did I even get that from? I start moving the hangers faster, getting frustrated with my lack of options. I move past a pastel purple dress- wait. I go back to the dress and grab it off the rod, holding it up in the light.

When did I buy this? My eyebrows furrow as I look at the beautiful and delicate dress that I must’ve forgotten about. I pull it off the hanger and slowly put it on, saying a silent prayer that it fits.

I smooth the soft material out and look in the mirror. I’m pleasantly surprised by how the dress fits. It’s silk with spaghetti straps and is a lilac color with little flowers all over it.

I don’t have time to overthink my outfit now. I throw on my roommate’s white Timberlands, grab my black purse, making sure my ID, wallet, and phone are all tucked safely inside. I grab my press pass and put the lanyard around my head carefully.

Taking a deep breath, I walk out to the living room where my roommate is sitting waiting for me to come out.

I clear my throat and try not to look too awkward. Ryan looks up from her MacBook and gasps, tossing her laptop onto the couch next to her, she moves over to me, her long legs gracefully walking around the coffee table.

She investigates every part of my outfit, making me feel small and self-conscious. Before I can stop myself, I start rambling in a quiet tone, “Is-is this too much? Do you th-think it looks okay?”

She grasps my shoulders and a wide smile makes its way onto her face, “Of course, you look amazing!” I smile at her and she winks at me, “When that pretentious ass sees you- he might want to do more than just let you interview him.”

I snort and roll my eyes and she laughs, “Yeah right,” I mumble.

She walks over to our coat rack and pulls off a small black cardigan, “Here, I know it gets cold in there,” I smile gratefully and take it from her, folding it over the crook of my arm and taking a deep breath.

I start to walk towards the door and she calls my name, I look back at her as I open the door, “You look hot Lil- knock ‘em dead,” I smile at her and nod, walking out before I get sappy.

I pull into the busy parking lot of the arena and gulp down my bubbling anxiety. I find a parking spot, towards the back of the lot seeing as I don’t get bothered by having to walk a little. I go up to the line, seeing a sign that says, ‘PRESS ENTRANCE HERE’ I smile at the worker looking at me and pointing to the Press sign and then at my pass hanging around my neck, he nods.

I go towards the other entrance and show a different security guard my pass and he opens a door for me, I smile up at him, “Thank you-” I glance at the small name tag, “Don.” He blushes slightly and coughs.

I blush too and walk through the door quickly. I realize that I’m ‘backstage’ and can hear the fans cheering for one of the main card fights happening. I check my small watch and see that it’s going to be another hour or so before Grayson Dolan fights.

I take another deep breath and start walking forward, trying not to look like a lost puppy and failing when a man wearing a UFC crew shirt comes over to me with furrowed brows, “Who’re you looking for?”

I look at him, his deep voice vibrating against the walls, “Grayson Dolan,” I answer back.

He gives me a once-over and I try not to make a face when he meets my eyes and smirks, “Oh, he’ll like you.” I furrow my brows but decide not to question it as he points down a long hallway, “Four doors down, take a right, then the last door on the left is him- the one that’ll say, Grayson Dolan.” I thanked him even though he was a bit rude, and made my way down.

Once I turn down the hallway I see someone sitting outside one of the rooms on a single chair. I make my way closer and my heart drops into my stomach when I see it’s a girl sitting outside Grayson Dolan’s room, “Hello? Are-Are you okay?”

The girl looks up at me from her phone and gives me a once-over, except it’s different from the way the worker did- she looks annoyed with me. She stands up, her high heels making her about an inch or two taller than me, “Who are you?” She asks, crossing her arms over her chest, pushing her cleavage up.

I cough to clear my throat a little, taken back by her abrasive tone, “I’m a reporter- Are you okay?”

“I’m perfectly fine, and if you’re here for Grayson Dolan- he won’t talk to you.”

“I- I’m sorry, why do you say that?” The woman steps closer to me and I try not to gag at the smell of her cheap, overused perfume. I step back from her and she straightens up slightly, glowering at me.

“Just run along, maybe you’ll understand when you’re grown,” She says, looking back at her phone, when she glances up and sees I’m not leaving she rolls her eyes, “Grayson Dolan doesn’t talk to reporters. I wouldn’t be surprised if you weren’t actually a reporter anyway, you’re probably just here to fuck him, huh? Get in line,” She laughs.

My whole body feels like it’s on fire. I don’t understand why she’s being so rude and malicious towards me but I have to get this interview. I can’t let people like her bring me down anymore. When she gives me a fake smile and sits back down, I decide to be the bigger person. Not snapping back at her and ignoring her. Because she doesn’t know me and she doesn’t know what I’ve been through.

The door opens before I can say anything anyways and we both look over, startled. A man looks over at us, then turn and glances back inside the room before he nods, looking at me, and asking what my name is, “Lily Taylor, here with Ace Publis-” I try to tell him but he cuts me off opening the door wider and my eyes widen as he tells me to come in. I try to keep from laughing when the girl asks if she can come in but he just shakes his head at her, I turn around quickly before he shuts the door, “If I were you- I wouldn’t lie to others and say you’re around his age, it’s very obvious that you’re old enough to be his mom,” And the door shuts on her shocked face.

I realize my heart is pounding in my ears and that is probably the meanest thing I’ve ever done, “I should probably apologize,” I whisper to myself and jump slightly when I hear a deep chuckle.

“What can I help you with, Ms. Taylor?” My shoulders tense at the familiar voice and I turn around slowly, facing a couch with a very amused Grayson Dolan sitting on it.

“I- I’m so sorry for being so rude to her. I didn’t mean to be.”

“Why do you think I’d care about her? She’s been sitting out there for two hours,” He laughs and I think he caught the raise of my eyebrow but ignores it, “I asked you once, Ms. Taylor, I don’t like repeating myself.” He reminds me of his question.

I square my shoulders, “I’m here with Ace Publishing & Co., I would love if you could answer some questions for me,” I smile at him, trying to come off as friendly.

His amused expression drops and he scoffs, “You’re one of them? God- here I was hoping you were a die-hard fan. Was going to make you feel very special,” He smirks at me and I scrunch my nose out of habit at his gross words. I quickly stop, realizing I need this, “Frank- show Ms. Taylor out please,” He sighs, and my eyes widen and I stick my hands out and Frank stops moving for a second.

“Wait! Wait! Please I-” Frank huffs at my refusal to move and grabs my arm as I move closer to Grayson, “Please. I wouldn’t be this adamant if I didn’t need this. Please. My career is counting on this moment. Please, I will get down on my knees and beg if I have to, please,” I put my hands in a pleading gesture, hoping he’d take pity.

He holds his hand up to Frank and he lets go of my arm, I sigh and straighten up a little, hoping to gain back some of the dignity I seemed to have lost, “What do you mean?” He cocks his head to the side curiously and I blush, glancing at the ground.

“My boss he uh- he told me that if I don’t get at least a quote from you I can kiss my job goodbye and well, it’s not the best job but I’ve worked my ass off to get where I’m at and he’s being unfair and I understand that this isn’t your problem and I understand why you don’t like to talk to interviewers-”

He cuts me off, “You know why I don’t talk to interviewers?” I look up at him and nod meekly, “Why? Explain it to me,” he crosses his arms and I think he might be upset with me.

I look back down at the ground and take a breath, glancing back up at him through my lashes, “You don’t do interviews because doing an interview is personal and revealing. You’re scar- scared to let the world see who the Grayson Dolan is because you don’t think they’ll like you as much.”

He cocks his eyebrow and uncrosses his arm, sighing, looking away from me to the wall, his tongue pressing against the inside of his cheek as he contemplates for a minute, “You got like 20 minutes to ask me whatever you want, and no stupid questions that all the interviewers ask, okay?” I nod and move to sit in the chair next to the couch.

“Do you mind if I record this? I’d like to keep this paper-free, meaning I don’t have a notebook out and try to write everything down. We’re just going to have a conversation and let it flow. I can stop recording at any time if you say something you’d like erased. I’m not here to expose you, just here to get to know you. As a person. Not as a fighter. I’m not going to ask you anything about how being a fighter’s been or what your inspiration is. I’m going to ask you about you. As a whole. Because the UFC is not your personality,” I explain to him, pulling my phone out and pulling up my voice memos app and looking back up to him, waiting for an answer.

He stares at me until finally, I say his name quietly, hoping he’s okay, he blinks and flushes, shifting, “Sorry, y-yeah, that’s okay. I just- I didn’t expect you to be like- acting like a human.”

I laugh and start recording, “Maybe that means I’m a bad journalist? I don’t know- I feel like it’s easier to connect and get the questions in without papers and cameras and all that other stuff.”

(this part is going to be a dialogue as though we are just listening to the recording)

“That makes sense, and no I can tell you’re going to be great, you treat me like I’m just- a guy, which doesn’t happen often.”

“I bet, you don’t deserve that though. Okay, I’m going to start us off with some icebreakers- so tell me what your childhood dream job was, your favorite ice cream flavor, and 3 things you do on the weekends.”

“Oh, jeez, what is this- first day of 6th grade? Fine- Uh, I always wanted to be a pro wrestler, that was my dream job as a kid. My favorite- vegan- ice cream flavor is probably mint chocolate chip. And, uhm, three things I do on the weekends...okay okay I got it; eat, sleep, workout. Now you.”

“Me?”

“Yes, you, Miss Reporter. If you want this to flow you gotta participate as well.”

“Okay, fine. Uh- as a kid I always wanted to be a veterinarian, and then when I was like 10 I realized I wanted to be a writer. My favorite ice cream flavor is probably mint chocolate chip as well. And on the weekends...I’d probably say; read, watch fights with my dad, and drink tea with my best friend at a cafe.”

“Every single weekend?”

“Yeah, my dad lives on the other side of the country so we do a FaceTime call and watch UFC together. My roommate has a job that takes up a lot of her time during the week so we go to this small cafe by our house every weekend.”

“Wow.”

(this is where the rest of the interview would be but, for later in the timeline, we aren’t going to cover every question she asks him :))

“Okay, now tell me about your family. Where you grew up, were your parents married, did you have a dog, and how do you think this all helped make you the man you are today?”

“I grew up in New Jersey; my dad left when I was 10. I’m allergic to dogs and cats, so I have a parrot named Gizmo. My mom never remarried and my sister lives with her. My brother and I moved to LA when we were 18, with no money, no job, just hope. We went to a gym and asked them if they’d train us. The next thing I knew, my brother was getting a job working at the gym and becoming one of my trainers. I learned how to fight and used my wrestling experience and worked my way into the UFC.”

“You didn’t answer my last question.”

“Yes, I did.”

“No, you told me how you got started in the UFC. I don’t want to know about that- everyone knows that story already. I want to know how you think the things you went through as a child have shaped you as a person.”

“I- I guess- I don’t know, to be honest. I don’t think much of who I’ve become so that question is hard to answer.”

“Why do you say that? You are one of the most accomplished men in America.”

“To others, but this- I wasn’t supposed to be a fighter. Everyone sees me as accomplished but I just feel like this was an accident. There was no great event in my life that caused me to become an MMA fighter- it just happened.”

“You don’t believe in fate, Mr. Dolan?”

“No, I don’t. Do you, Ms. Taylor?”

“Yes, I believe that we all have a path we are meant to follow and that everything happens for a reason.”

“Why?”

“Because- I don’t know- it’s nicer than the alternative to me, I guess. I don’t want to live in a world where nothing has a reason behind it. We’ll move on to the next question. You don’t disclose personal information; relationships, family, children, etcetera.”

“Where are you going with this?”

“Why is that? Are you afraid?”

“Afraid? Of what?”

“The same reason I said earlier as to why you don’t like interviews; you are scared people will see the real Grayson Dolan and not like you as much or think you’re different.”

“Are you like- a profiler or something? Why do you think that?”

“I’m not a profiler- I’m a journalist. It’s my job to look for clues, pick up on the small things about someone no one else would notice.”

“Ok, I’ll accept that. Is it my turn to ask you questions?”

“No that’s not how this works.”

“You said you wanted this to be like a normal conversation, did you not?”

“Yes, I did say that, but-”

“Okay, well, I don’t know about you but normally when I’m getting to know someone- I get to ask questions just like they do.”

“Fine. What do you want to know?”

“I want to know...if you’ll go out with me?”

“What? Like on a- like on a date?”

“Yes, a date, Ms. Taylor.”

“Uh- I don’t know, maybe, I-”

“30 minutes to the fight, Dolan! Gotta get you warmed-up!”

(the story is back to normal now)

“So?” He questions as he stands up and I try to gather all my stuff. Trying to push down the butterflies while I stop the recording. I just continue to get more flustered, especially when he puts his hand out for me and I shyly take it, he pulls me to my feet and I stare at him through my lashes.

“I- sure. On one condition,” I smile slyly up at him and he raises an eyebrow at me, I ignore the unfamiliar feeling between my thighs at the look on his face and continue quickly, “You have to win this fight. I’ll be in the front row watching. If you win- I’ll go out with you.”

He smiles and then chuckles, “I thought you were going to make it hard? I could win this fight in my sleep baby, I’ll let you know the time after the fight, just stick around, yeah?”

I snort and roll my eyes, ignoring the pull on my heart when he calls me baby, “I’ll be there,” He smiles at me again and I jump a little in surprise when I feel his warm, large hand on the small of my back, he opens the door for me and leads me into the hallway.

I try not to laugh at the face of the Instagram model when she sees Grayson’s hand on me, “I’ll be looking for you in the front row, just so you know.” He teases.

I smile at him and kiss him on the cheek, “I’ll be the one cheering the loudest. Knock Em dead!” I walk away quickly and glance back seeing him standing there, his right hand gently going up to touch the spot I kissed and we both blush. My heart drops into my stomach when he looks over and sees the model. I have to turn the corner and get to my seat so I don’t see how he reacted. He wouldn’t sleep with her right after asking me out, would he? My subconscious snaps back; you barely know the man! Maybe he does this all the time! I push her down and ignore the bad feeling in my gut.

As I sit down in my seat, everything that just happened hits me and I slouch into my seat, what. the. fuck. I’m going on a date with Grayson Dolan! I got an interview with Grayson Dolan! I kissed Grayson Dolan on the cheek! I bite back a smile and take out my phone, taking a video showing me smiling at the camera, then flipping the camera around and showing off how close I am to the octagon. I sent it to my dad quickly.

He responds almost immediately.

*From Daddy: Wow!! So cool! Have tons of fun! Not too much though! Not ready to be a grandpa...yet ;)

I snort and roll my eyes, responding and then turning my phone off when the lights in the arena dim.

*To Daddy: Lmao, shut up. I’ll try to have fun though! The main card is starting! I’ll talk to you later, love you <3

After I watch a few of the fights before Graysons’, I take some pictures and jot down some information about the fights and who won, knowing it’ll add more substance to my piece.

I watch as the whole arena transforms and the whole place is bursting with barely-contained energy and the place goes dark. Suddenly, lights start beaming and music starts playing, I smile at the Kid Cudi (each fight he uses a different Cudi song) choice for tonight- Enter Galactic as it blasts through the speakers everyone goes wild, Grayson moving swiftly to the octagon with his head low and singing the song softly to himself. I can tell he’s not the same Grayson I was talking to, he has flipped the switch- as he told me he does- and is now The Grayson Dolan- UFC Fighter and Champion.

He takes his shirt off and I blush at his tan skin, the rippling muscles making my brain go straight in the gutter. The ‘doc’ pats him down and puts vaseline on his face. I try not to laugh at how weird he looks with his eyebrows slicked down.

He makes his way into the octagon and I see him scanning the front row when his eyes land on mine. I smile at him but he just gives me a curt nod in response before turning away. I’m taken aback by his attitude but I know he has to stay in his fighter mentality.

The other fighter, Dominick Reyes, comes in and he has a good amount of people cheer for him but the majority of the arena boos when he comes out. I know that having some of how this fight goes in my article will make it look better because it’s such a big deal, so I jot some notes down, some about Grayson and some about Reyes.

I subconsciously chew on my nail, scolding myself when I realize what I’m doing. He’s going to win. I tell myself to calm down, I’ve never been to a fight before so the chaotic and anxiety-filled energy around me must be getting to my head.

The ref announces them both, and then they go to the middle, Grayson goes to touch Reyes’ fist, but Reyes pulls back and smirks at Grayson, “C’mon pretty boy,” he sings.

Grayson’s jaw clenches and he starts moving around the octagon, Reyes slowly falling into a pattern of chasing him around. Grayson continues to step to the right until suddenly, he moves to the left, and Reyes doesn’t see it. I watch in astonishment as he puts all of his power into the punch, hitting Reyes perfectly on the temple. Reyes drops to the ground and Grayson’s about to follow him to the mat but the ref stops him, officially calling the fight. Grayson looks over at me, my mouth hanging wide open and he smirks, winking at me.

That asshole just winked at me.

I stand up quickly, cheering loudly with everyone else and he shakes his head, turning back to his team as they run into the octagon to hug him. Once Grayson is done with everything and the crowd starts shuffling out, Grayson comes over to me, “D’you see that?” He smiles and I smile back.

“Yeah, yeah, I saw,” He chuckles and grabs my arm pulling me into him.

I gasp as I hit his hard, sweaty chest, “You’re sweaty,” I scrunch my nose up and try to pull away but he tightens his grip, staring down at me with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“You owe me a date,” He responds and I roll my eyes, ignoring the hammering of my heart at how close we are to each other.

“What time and where?” I say, acting bored.

He chuckles down at me, “I’ll pick you up at 5:30. This Saturday. Just bring your beautiful self and don’t worry about anything else.”

“What’s the dress code?” I raise my eyebrow and he shrugs.

“Whatever you want to wear, although I’ll tell you right now they might frown upon you wearing lingerie or something like that.”

I snort and as he moves away from me a little and we start walking behind his team I realize that I’m a lot colder than I realized, rubbing my arms subconsciously and realizing that I left my sweater in the car damn it.

Grayson notices me rubbing my arms and bumps my shoulder, “You cold?”

“A little. I have a sweater in the car, I’ll be fine.”

He frowns as he opens the door to his dressing(?) room, “I have a jacket you can wear.”

He goes over to a chair in the corner and grabs a big, soft black jacket with DOLAN on the back and the UFC and Reebok logo on the front. I shake my head, “No, r-really it’s- it’s okay,”

“Just take it, you can give it back later, s’not a big deal, I don’t need it. I’m way too hot right now.”

He hands it over to me and I look down at it in his hands and then glance back at him, crossing my arms. He rolls his eyes and comes over to me, putting it on my shoulders and looking down at me, “Just wear it. Please?” He whispers and I flush, seeing that if I moved too fast our lips would be touching.

I nod softly and he steps back. I take a deep breath and put my arms through the sleeves and the jacket immediately warms me. I relax into the warmth and pull it tighter around me and he smirks, “Like you in my clothes.”

I blush and look down, “I- I should be goi-going,” I point my thumb at the door and he bites back a smile.

“Yeah, I’ll see you Saturday then?”

I nod and stutter out a response as I walk back to the door, “Y-yep! 5:30! Wait- I didn’t give you my address o-or my phone num-Ow!” I yelp in surprise when the door handle digs into my lower back and he can’t hold back his laugh as he walks over to me, trapping me between him and the door.

I swallow at his large frame covering me up, his arms resting on each side of the wall by my head, I can see his large biceps and the veins running up his arms in my peripheral vision. He smirks and leans down, “Check your pocket,” he says softly and I look up at him with furrowed brows.

I slowly move my hands to the jacket pockets and after digging around a little I feel a small piece of paper in the right pocket. I pull it out and open it up. I glance up at him in surprise at the digits scribbled onto the paper.

“H-How did you- why-” He cuts me off by moving away from me, my body on fire from how close he had been to me.

I move off the door when he motions for me to move and he opens the door, “Ms. Taylor,” He says, trying to hide a smirk.

I scoff incredulously and walk past him, stopping outside the door in the cold hallway, I turn back to look at him before I walk away to go have a panic attack in my car, “Mr. Dolan.”

A/n: okayyy so I know it’s bad and I’ll be editing it soon but I’m posting this on an ipad lmfao so please cut me some slack.

Tag List:

@pineappledols @episkygrant @georgia302 @dolan-habits @leahs-existentialcrisis @persistence-ofmemories @bubsdolan @ohdolans @vinylhazza @vintagedolan @astrodolan @zeusgrayson @deeperdolan @blindedbythelightt @dolsobsessionz @evergreendolan @dicedols @plantbasedgray

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iamnathannah · 4 years ago

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Longing with a Cherry Tomato on Top | Chapter Twenty-Eight| Part One | Innocent & Unknowing

Title: Longing with a Cherry Tomato on Top | Chapter Twenty-Eight, Part One | Innocent & Unknowing Author: Nate Pairing: Paris/Rory, varying POVs Spoilers: Nothing to be spoiled show-wise, as we're well into my alternate universe here. Rating: R (sexual situations, allusions and recalls about past mental and physical abuse of a minor) Disclaimer: Despite all of us wishing she didn't at this point, Amy Sherman-Palladino still owns the Gilmore Girls, along with Dorothy Parker Drank Here Productions, Hofflund-Polone, and whatever entity in the AT&T Deathstar now owns Warner Bros. Television (currently WarnerMedia). All other products mentioned within are the property and trademarks of their respective owners, and no disrespect is meant or implied. And yes, the mention of the setting in the end of this part was exhaustively researched and is completely true to where it is in Hartford. Archiving: AO3, RalSt, FF.net and aff.net. Since I have had so many issues with other sites shutting down after posting my work, from now on you must explicitly contact me to archive this story and promise to maintain your posting venue for more than a year. If you intend me to help start a Prory/Gellmore site, you need to commit to it for the sake of our fandom. Summary: It's the first Christmas Day for Paris and Rory together, and the Gilmore girl begins to understand why December 25th has never been easy for her upper-class girlfriend beyond not observing it due to her religion. Author's Notes: I'm posting this 2½ years after I promised a new chapter, and I do apologize for that, whole-heartedly. But I don't think any of us expected that 2020 would be spent since March inside most of the time, wearing a mask outside in public (including going to college), and that we wouldn't have struggles with unemployment and trying to find things to do. I hate to admit...my muse died for this story for about a year because I didn't feel well mentally. Coronavirus (and everything going on with it politically and our 'president') has not helped either. I'm getting help so hopefully in the future I can focus on this story (along with improving my life overall in general) and get it out to you faster. But as it is...I'm just one person, and I hope you do understand what goes into the process of writing it. During this time I also got a new MacBook Pro...so I'm learning how to work with MacOS. As someone who has been all-Windows since 3.11, this is a change I'm getting used to for sure (but it's so much easier to work with text!).

Also...the reviews of certain people who think I am a 'man-hater' (LOL!) also got me down and made me feel maybe I was too hard on Dean in the last chapter. But being in my friend circle, I think I got him right, and I reject those types of reviews out of hand in the future. You are reading a fic about Paris and Rory as a couple. Do you really think I'm going to be neutral on how awful and possessive Dean was? I've warned you multiple times before where I'm coming from. I'm going to say this now; if you're a fan of Dean or Christopher, please don't bother me any further. I'm not going to change my views that they're horrid men, and I won't waver on that going forward. Thus, I take back my early statement in a past AM that 'I mean no harm to Dean'...a statement I made in the mid-2000s before I wised up and found my current friend circle. And I stand 100% behind how he was in the last chapter.

And as for chapters...going by my word count, we're going to end up with this 'chapter' being around 130,000 (!) words, so I've decided over the next month, up to Thanksgiving, I'll be releasing it over about four-six parts rather than in one chunk, so you can pace yourself. That way...you have something to look forward to, and I can hopefully look forward to your feedback and criticism, which I will take, in any form.

For this chapter, I'd like to thank everyone who has stuck by me for the decade and a half plus reading this story loyally, and even those who are still discovering the show just now and have only strengthened the flame for Gellmore. One of them is anxiouspunk on AO3 (or on Tumblr, @paris-geller-was-straightwashed), who has posted a lot of amazing fic with our favorite duo in all the eras of the show (outside S6/7), including with their children. They are an amazing writer, and I'm glad to know them. Through our shared fandom, I've also gotten to know Lena (@lanafannabanana on Tumblr) over the last couple years, and I would recommend their Good Girls stories and if you just love obsessing over Rachel Weisz and Christina Hendricks. As always, Danielle and Taylor are always my rock, and I thank them for being here for me as all this has gone on. Also @dollsome-does-tumblr on Tumblr for being the one cranking out so many Gellmore gifsets (and some great fic herself)...thank you for your service!

The biggest reason I agonize over this chapter...is it establishes my overall headcanon for Paris and her most special of days, along with more of her family background beyond ASP's 'she has a mean mom'. I read too many stories where Mitchum is Worst Father Ever to Logan, and Paris always spoke with love about her dad (despite the S6 tax mess which just felt like ASP wanting to write another character and dragging Liza with her). Over the last two decades, this is how I imagine how she came into the world, and how despite it all, she does have a support system with her family. I wanted to post something for not only the 20th anniversary of Gilmore Girls, such a special show to be, but for the day Liza Weil first came onto our screens as Paris Gellar. Though I did not actually watch on October 12, 2000 (my first episode was Rory's Dance two months later, thus I had to back-track and be thankful the WB aired reruns...in January...on VHS...remember those?! Video on demand and stacking rights are a lifesaver!), I still hold Paris close to my heart, and telling this story as a love letter to her character and what might have been with Rory is what I hope to leave behind in this world proudly one day.

To end this novel of an author's note (last paragraph, I promise!), yes, I'm going to please say vote safely and carefully on November 3 if you're in the United States, or before then if you can. Mail your vote (or put it in a government-endorsed safe dropbox), and please don't waste it on a rapper or former pageant owner who is disrespectful to those sacrificing their lives to keep everyone safe, despite his own suffering he learned nothing from. I (and everyone I know) would like to wake up looking forward to January 20 at noon, knowing our country's future is bright, rather than four more years of...this. And so much bigotry. I usually tease about this...but if you're a bigot, please click out of this story and move on to anything else. You are not welcome here.

That said, on with the story. Title inspiration from "Fear" by Sarah McLachlan.

AO3 | FF.net

#gilmore girls #gilmoregirls #fanfiction #femslash #paris x rory #rory x paris #gellmore #rory and paris #paris and rory #longing #longing with a cherry tomato on top #paris geller #rory gilmore

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audreys-hepburn · 4 years ago

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i was tagged by @loveswitch (thank you tagging me, courtney!!!)

1. what is the color of your hairbrush? it’s just a plain black brush.

2. name a food you never eat: i’m such a picky eater, so there are many foods i’ll refuse to eat, but bratwurst is the thing that comes to mind first. the thought of me biting into the casing makes me want to gag.

3. are you typically too warm or too cold? always warm, that’s why i never use blankets.

4. what were you doing 45 minutes ago? i was taking a survey.

5. what’s your favorite candy bar? cookies and cream or cadbury milk chocolate

6. have you ever been to a professional sports game? i’ve been to a couple of rockies games.

7. what is the last thing you said out loud? 'good job’

8. what is your favorite ice cream? ben and jerry’s half baked

9. what was the last thing you had to drink? thanks for reminding me that i haven’t actually had anything to drink lol. i’m getting up to get water right now.

10. do you like your wallet? it’s pink and cute but i’m due to buy a new one.

11. what is the last thing you ate? chocolate animal crackers.

12. did you buy any new clothes last weekend? i bought a sweater for myself.

13. what’s the last sporting event you watched? football.

14. what is your favorite flavor of popcorn? white cheddar, but only from a specific place here in denver.

15. who is the last person you sent a text message to? my mom.

16. ever been camping? unfortunately. it was gross and i hated it.

17. do you take vitamins? not vitamins, but i do have to take iron pills for anemia.

18. do you regularly attend a place of worship? not anymore.

19. do you have a tan? not this year lmao, i haven’t spent any significant amount of time outside.

20. do you prefer Chinese or pizza? i love both, but if i could only have one food for the rest of my life, it would pizza.

21. do you drink your soda through a straw? nope.

22. what color socks do you usually wear? i rarely wear socks and if i do, they’re usually white.

23. do you ever drive above the speed limit? maybe like 5-10mph over.

24. what terrifies you? i guess dying, not being in control.

25. look to your left, what do you see? my phone, a house plant and my macbook charger.

26. what chore do you hate most? I HATE THE DISHES I HATE THEM WITH A PASSION but guess who gets to do them every single day...

27. what do you think of when you hear an Australian accent? adelaide kane.

28. what’s your favorite soda? sprite mixed with fruit punch that only wendy’s can seem to perfect or raspberry fanta from one of those weird soda machines at qdoba.

29. do you go in a fast food place or just hit the drive thru? we ain’t steppin’ out of the car in the year 2020, but i normally only use the drive-thru anyway.

30. what’s your favorite number? 3, 5, 15

31. who’s the last person you talked to? my mortgage company dhfkdhf how’s that for adulting

32. favorite meat? chicken

33. last song you listened to? craving you by thomas rhett.

34. last book you read? currently reading ‘the vincent boys’ by abbi glines but the book before was ‘the fade’ by dimitria lunetta.

35. favorite day of the week? friday because it’s my cheat/no exercise day.

36. can you say the alphabet backwards? not really.

37. how do you like your coffee? give me a raspberry mocha or mocha frappuccino and i’ll love you forever.

38. favorite pair of shoes? a pair of dark purple suede booties. i’ve had them for like four years but they’re so cute and i can’t part with them.

39. time you normally get up? 7am.

40. what do you prefer, sunrise or sunsets? sunsets.

41. how many blankets on your bed? one.

42. describe your kitchen plates: basic white plates from target.

43. describe your kitchen at the moment: a little messy, dishes in the sink, spices and cereal boxes lining up the counters and and iron skillet i’ve been neglecting to clean since last night sitting on the stove.

44. do you have a favorite alcoholic drink? i don’t really drink.

45. do you play cards? nope.

46. what color is your car? black.

47. can you change a tire? yes.

48. your favorite state or province? my favourite state is probably washington, i used to live there and i hated the people, but damn, the view of mt. rainier from my front porch was breathtaking.

49. favorite job you’ve had? i worked at a bookstore as a teenager, absolutely loved it. i did love my last job solely because my co-workers were amazing.

tagging: @startingthecase @chrisheavans @emmamackeys @rinasupremacy @magnusedom + anyone else who is interested :)

#tag game

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purplesurveys · 5 years ago

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How fast can you say the alphabet? I can say it quickly without my accent failing me, I guess? I’m too lazy to time it. What are you allergic to? None. How many serious relationships have you had? Just one. If you could read one person's mind, who would it be? I wouldn’t want to target one person like that. I’d only be picking my dog’s so I can hear what he thinks of me, ha. If someone dared you, what dare would you be afraid to attempt? Eating/drinking anything rotten.

How do you like your eggs? Scrambled or over easy. What's your most expensive piece of clothing? Probably my shoes. Most of them are several thousand bucks. What was your last big achievement? The last objectively big achievement I made was finishing the first half of my thesis and getting the go signal to finish the rest of it. But if we’re counting tiny steps that feel like big achievements, it’s having an article published in my org’s publication this week. I co-wrote it with JM and Rick, but it still feels nice to get to say I was productive during the quarantine. What famous person's memoir would you like to read? I’m willing to read anyone’s biography/autobiography since it’s one of my favorite genres. But at the moment I’m probably most willing to read something about Kim Jong Un since it’s generally hard to find material in North Korea as it is, and it would be fascinating to hear about their life and culture there. Have you ever had a "false alarm" moment, what was it about? Sure. A few months ago I was in Manila for a workshop and my car wouldn’t start when it was time to drive back home. Pressing any button on the key fob wouldn’t work and I couldn’t open the doors, so I was pretty much just locked out. I was already stuck there for a while and I was starting to panic, so I called up my parents to ask for help and they were already getting dressed to drive all the way where I was. Right before they left the house Jhian was mysteriously able to make stuff work and opened my door and I gave my parents the happiest “false alarm” ever haha. Do you know how to ride a bike? I don’t. My dad recently pumped air into the wheels of the bike that we have in the house so I can practice riding it throughout the quarantine, but I just can’t. I never did learn what my friends say when they tell me to just “find my balance.” If you could breed two species together what new animal would you create? No thanks. What 5 world leaders would you make sit down in a room to discuss issues? Isn’t that already the point of UN? If you were in the hospital who are the two people you'd want by your side? Gab and my dad. When was the last time you cried and what made you cry? Ooh ya got me. With this quarantine not letting me go anywhere and giving me new experiences, I’ve had no reason to cry lol.

The last most vivid reason I remember crying was that one Wednesday in February where everything went wrong – Andrew and I got red marks all over our thesis and we got practically yelled at over how bad our work had been so far; accidentally spewing peanut sauce all over the said thesis draft immediately after it was returned to us; almost losing this one thing for the org that I 100% WAS NOT allowed to lose, and having to ask Andrew to go back to campus at mid-fucking-night just to retrieve it and feeling shit the whole time for asking that of him; and having to deal with an unresponsive source for an article I needed to write and finish ASAP. I cried nonstop until like 2 AM that night. If you could ever take a street sign, what sign do you want? It’d be such a pointless steal, so no thanks. What is your favorite ride at any amusement park? Haha anything mild and for kids tbh. My stomach can’t handle rides. Have you ever raised money for charity? I haven’t spearheaded any fundraisers but I’ve donated for some, like whenever workers from exploitative corporations go to UP to visit some classes, talk about their struggles, and ask for support. How do you feel about growing older? I’ve got little time to be scared of it because getting old just happens all the time and constantly. I just take it for what it is and learn along the way. What wild animal scares you? Probs lion. I’ve never seen one in real life and movies and shows have conditioned me to think they’ll attack any human that comes close enough, soooooooo no thanks. I’d love to be corrected and to find out that they’re big softies, though. Do you think actors and athletes are overpaid? I can argue that for some actors, but definitely not athletes. Athletes bust their ass day in and day out and are in constant need of training, transportation, and the adequate gear, equipment, etc. Some actors just have to sit pretty and they wouldn’t even be good at it. Have you ever been alienated, if so for what? This was me for most of what you’d call middle school. People were starting to be more conscious of trends and using it as a basis for who to hang out with, so while everyone had a Blackberry, got side bangs, and listened to The Summer Set, I was struggling to fit in a place where my love of wrestling would be accepted. Of course there was none, and I felt left out for a while.

More recently, this was also me in applying for AIESEC but I’ve already touched on that a couple of times here. The alienation was so bad my friends and I just resort to laughing about my experience whenever it gets brought up. Have you ever not returned something you borrowed and if so what was it? I have a couple of Gab’s jackets, but she doesn’t mind me keeping them since I get cold quicker and more often. When you pack your lunch, what's your favorite packed lunch? Loooove when my dad makes curry for me to bring to school. What was the one most important thing you learned from your parents? It’s impossible to start at the bottom and work your way to the very top. I’m constantly worried about staying at the bottom, so it’s always comforting to see how far they’ve come.

On a parenting note, I’ve learned that I should talk to my future kids the way they are – kids. Ever since I can remember my mom has always gotten mad at me as if I was already an adult, so it’s made me permanently terrified of all adults/the idea of pissing anyone off. She would always just get mad, banging stuff around, and never explain to me what I did wrong, so to this day I get very self-punishing when I feel like I’ve done something wrong but don’t exactly know what it was I did.

How fast can you run? I used to be good as a kid which is what landed me on the track team in grade school, but I didn’t enjoy running so I did it less and less every year. Now I’m just meh at it. Have you done something you worry could come back to haunt you, what? Nothing that bad, no. What is your most favorite feature of your favorite electronic device? I’m very happy with the battery life of my laptop, considering how 1) my old Macbook Air only had a battery life of one hour, and 2) the laptop I had before had a damaged battery to begin with so I couldn’t even use it/bring it anywhere unless it was plugged in. The 10-hour battery life for my current one is a fucking dream for me lmao. If you had to build a small ark, what 7 animals would you save? All the endangered ones so like an elephant, Philippine eagle, panda, orangutan, tiger, and a rhinoceros. I’d save the last slot for a stray dog. What is your favorite Christmas or holiday tradition? I love going over to my mom’s cousins’ place and have our tradition of exchanging gifts singing My Monito/Monita. What novel would you love to be transported into to live out your days? I prefer non-fiction, soz. What is your favorite hiding place? MY CAR. It’s seen my worst breakdowns, my sleeping sessions in the middle of the day, and the days where I’m okay but simply need a break from everyone. If I feel like being alone I just head inside, recline my seat, and tune out the whole world. What is something your parents love that you actually love too? Indian food. Have anyone ever said "I love you" and you couldn't say it back. This is me with my mom. I’ve stopped saying “I love you” ever since I came to terms with the fact that she has brought a lot of trauma into my life and it would be unfair to the both of us (mostly me, heh) if I said it back. Have you ever ridden a camel? I haven’t. It would be very difficult to find a camel on this side of the planet.

What's been the hardest loss you've had to take? My grandfather and Nacho. What emotion is your least favorite and the one you are not in touch with? I hate feeling embarrassed obviously, but I’m regularly in touch with it because there’s always at least one event a day where I fuck up and I feel extremely embarrassed. Do you think facial moles or freckles are cute? I don’t mind them. They’re not a common facial trait where I live, so I’m more fascinated by them than anything else. Would you ever pick up a hitchhiker? I’ve read too many accounts of serial killers where hitchhikers were involved to feel skeptical about them but I know I’d also feel bad if I ignored them. I honestly don’t know what to feel about them as I don’t live in a hitchhike-y area.

What was your funniest computer or phone wallpaper? Eh, I don’t really pick wallpapers to find them funny. If you're searching for a relationship, where is your go place to look? Unapplicable for my demi ass. When and where are you happiest? Either anywhere with Gab or Skywalk with my orgmates. What was your favorite age, so far? 16 has so far been the year with the least fuckups. What is your favorite part of the day? Typically, it would be the moment I realize I’m done with everything that needed to be done for that day, like if my last meeting has ended or if I’m finished with my last class, and all that’s left to do is to drive home. What book have you read multiple times? The Septimus Heap series up til the 5th book (there are 7) only because in the past I had always made plans to restart and finish the whole series, but I never did get around to finishing it so I’ve only just kept restarting and restarting the books. Do you keep a budget? No budget. What matters to me is at least being able to have savings at the end of the week, which is tbh not the smartest thing to do. Have you ever test driven a car you knew you weren't going to buy? Nope, I’ve never gone car shopping like that. Pretend you're doing an interview, what's the first question? Uhhhhhhhhhh idk depends on what the interview is for? What do you have a hard time visualizing? Everything. I’m not a very visual person and creativity is my weak point, so I genuinely struggle if I do have to imagine anything. Abstract reasoning has always been my least favorite part of tests. What makes you feel uncomfortable in group settings? If all of them already know each other and I am just starting to try and fit in – it’s worse if they’re all loud and extroverts. The former is what made my internship hard for me in the beginning, but thankfully they were all very nice and could tell I was shy so they knew not to overwhelm me by being too loud. What was your worst date ever? I haven’t had a bad date. Have you ever gotten in a bidding war on Ebay, if so for what item? Nope. If you had to pick one food to eat everyday for life, what would it be? Risotto or chicken wings. For dessert, macarons. Are you supportive of your friends even if you don't agree with them? As long as their choice doesn’t entail stepping on human rights, e.g. not being pro-choice or supporting a president that supports killing the poor, I’ll be fine with the disagreement. Have you ever used the opposite sex restroom in an emergency? Yeah I had a bad nausea attack one time and needed to vomit but I only had enough time to run to the men’s bathroom before I started throwing up everywhere, so that’s where I ran. What did you think was stupid until you tried it? Ube cheesecake. I really hate ube flavor and I hate everything it’s in, but I gave it a chance when a local bakeshop incorporated ube in cheesecake since it’s my favorite kind of cake. I ended up really liking it and now I often look for it when we have family get-togethers. What subject do you and your parents never see eye to eye on? Politics, duh. Where do you see yourself in 1 year's time? Having a job, out of the quarantine, maybe saving for a trip. How scared of the dark are you? I’m fine with the dark as long as I’m not somewhere that’s meant to be haunted. What is your favorite type of seafood? Crab fat, sashimi, eel, and sea urchin. What triggers your inner shopaholic? I don’t really have a trigger. I don’t even consider myself a shopaholic. I just shop for new clothes once I feel like I’ve been repeating my clothes too much. What is the rudest thing a person can do to another person in your opinion? Insulting dead parents is one. Except if you’re the Marcoses, heh. What public figure do you disagree with the most? President Duterte, obviously. I wanna barf just having to call him President. Do you think you could ever be a firefighter, why/why not? Nope, because I’m terrified of fire and I don’t have half the stamina needed to carry the shit they have to lift when they have to put out fires. What is/was your favorite bedtime story? I don’t have any. My favorite kids’ book was Corduroy, though. What was the last thing to make you feel happy? My dog going down the stairs and going straight to me for pats once he was done. What is your opinion on rats as pets? Rats are pests here so I find it pretty disgusting. I think hamsters are fine, though. What is something you're afraid to try? Cliff diving, bungee jumping... anything that would give me the sensation of leaving my stomach behind lmao. What cartoon character best describes you? Mr. Peanutbutter from BoJack Horseman. What keeps you interested in your goals or dreams? The fact that I went through so much shit as a child/teenager that I absolutely have to make myself happy in the end, and I can only do that by achieving my goals. What is your favorite actress beginning with the letter J? Jessica Chastain. What song makes you dance uncontrollably? Crazy in Love by Beyoncé, heh. If you wanted to live off the radar where would you live? I was gonna say Sagada but everyone knows it’s my favorite place so it’d probably be one of the first areas they’d start to look... so I’d go with Batanes. That place can’t get any more secretive with their sporadic phone signal and nonexistent internet/data connection. Do you like nachos, if so what topping is a MUST have? Melted cheese. Do you have any subscriptions? Netflix and (technically) Spotify. Which is better, Mario or Sonic? Mario. I’ve never played a Sonic game and I’ve only ever encountered him playing Super Smash Bros. Brawl, which is a Mario-themed game to begin with. Who is the most creative person you know? Alex, someone from my high school who can recreate any. thing. Art is in her blood; she was my seatmate for one sem and she was constantly doodling and drawing and making new stuff in every class we were in. Besides a pickle, what is your favorite thing pickled? I hate pickles and anything pickled :/ Not really in the Filipino palate. What did you do for your 21st birthday? If not, 21 what are your plans? I celebrated it mostly alone because Gab couldn’t be present. Angela made me feel better by taking me to dinner and an arcade.

Are you a role model for anyone in your life? I dunno. I hope so, for at least one person. What song do you hate the most? Any song by The Vamps or Meghan Trainor. Do you think you need to slow down and enjoy life more? Isn’t slowing down what we’re all kinda forced to do right now? Can you impersonate anyone famous? Eh, sure. It’s fun to copy Gordon Ramsay for one hahaha. If you could go back in time to change one thing what would it be? Going out of my shell as early as freshman year and avoiding the semester-long breakdown/depressive episode I had. Can you honestly say you're enjoying your life right now? I can’t say I’m unhappy lmao. I have no problem doing nothing at home for more than a month – besides, this already serves as the break I planned to have shortly after graduating. After this I’ll be really ready to start looking for a job. What is your favorite salty snack? Pringles. What is your favorite restaurant? Yabu, Torch, Pound by Todd English, or Frankies. Idk man, I’m craving so much shit now that I haven’t eaten out for more than a month. Have you ever been in a play for school? Yeah, we were all required to be in all the annual school productions from kinder to senior year.

#survey #surveys

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virtuallytakenby · 5 years ago

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Even numbers (you don't have to answer all if its a struggle for you 💛)

2: Age

20. My birthday’s September 11 (I KNOW!)

4: 3 things I love

Books, food, my computer (it has everything I need)

6: 4 turns off

Smoker/people who take drugs/alcoholics (I don’t mind people who drink within limits. I can’t handle alcoholics.)

8: Sexual orientation

Bisexual

10: How tall am I?

5 ft 3 in. Short, I know!

12: What time was I born

No idea. Somewhere in the morning.

14: Do I have a crush

Not right now.

16: Favourite place

My room. Or a bookstore. Or a library. In uni, I love the co-working space.

18: Do I use sarcasm

A lot!

20: First thing I notice in a new person

Their mouth, if they’re talking. Otherise, the hair or face in general.

22: Eye color

Dark brown.

24: Favourite style of clothing

Casual usually.

28: Favourite movie

Lilo and Stitch. Taare Zaamen Par (Bollywood)

30: Favourite band

FOB, Skillet, Backstreet Boys, The Fray, etc.

32: Someone I love

My parents, sister, friends.

34: My relationship with my parents

It’s good, but we fight a lot. Mum and I don’t see eye to eye often but we love each other.

36: Tattoos and piercing I have

No tattoos, but 6 ear piercings.

38: The reason I joined Tumblr

I wanted to be a part of choices fandom here. My friends don’t play so I can’t talk about it.

40: Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts?

I get goodnight texts from my best friend.

42: When did I last hold hands?

Yesterday? I held my sister’s hand when we were crossing the street so she doesn’t get lost.

44: Have You shaved your legs in the past three days?

Nope.

46: If I were drunk & can’t stand, who’s taking care of me?

My friends. I’ve only been drunk once just to experience it. I don’t like alcohol.

48: Do I live with my Mom and Dad?

I do. I was in boarding school throughout high school so my parents wanted me to be home for college years.

50: Do I have someone of the opposite sex I can tell everything to?

No.

52: When was the last time I hugged someone?

Today. I hug my parents daily. We’re affectionate. I never leave things on bad terms with them. I’m scared of losing them.

54: Is there anyone I trust even though I should not?

I don’t trust people in general anyway.

56: If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?

Zayn. Or maybe an agent who’d sign me cause I wanna act.

58: What’s my strangest talent?

No clue.

60: Do I prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it?

Behind. But front as well, you know, since I want to be an actress.

62: Do I prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online?

Phone. Or just chatting. I’m not a fan of video calls. I can’t multitask.

64: Do I believe in magic?

Nope.

66: What’s the weather like right now?

Hot. I need a little cold.

68: Do I like the smell of gasoline?

Nope.

70: What was the worst injury I’ve ever had?

I slipped and hit my head on a marble floor. I got 7 stitches.

72: Can I touch my nose with a tongue?

Nah.

74: Favourite animal?

Cats. Dogs. Otters.

76: What do I think is Satan’s last name?

Probably shares the same last name as me LOL.

78: How can you win my heart?

Be genuine, kind, passionate. Take interest in me even if I’m boring af.

80: What is my favorite word?

‘Choices’ was my favorite word long before I discovered choices, funnily enough.

82: If the whole world were listening to me right now, what would I say?

Have some humanity.

84: I accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow me with the super-power of my choice! What is that power?

Super speed.

86: What is my current desktop picture?

Mountains? Standard MacBook background pic.

88: Bought condoms?

Nope.

90: Failed a class?

Nope. I’ve failed one test in my life in 11th grade. But I didn’t fail in the finals.

92: Kissed a girl?

In choices, yes. Irl, not yet.

94: Had a job?

I do online freelancing for beta reading.

96: Bullied someone on the internet?

Never.

98: Played on a sports team?

I used to play for my school’s basketball team. I was asked by the coach to play soccer as well but I declined.

100: Did drugs?

No way.

102: Drank alcohol?

Yes. I got drunk last new year’s eve and never touched alcohol since.

104: Been overweight?

Yes.

106: Been to a wedding?

Yes.

108: Watched TV for 5 hours straight?

Yes

110: Gotten my heart broken?

My ex broke my heart while we were together. So I broke up with him.

112: Broken a bone?

Nope, thankfully. I’ve sprained my ankle several times.

114: Been to prom?

Never.

116: Fly by helicopter?

Never.

118: Had a crush on someone of the same sex?

Yes. An exchange student. She left and I never told her.

120: Wore make up?

Yes.

122: Had oral sex?

Nope.

124: Voted in a presidential election?

Nope.

126: Had surgery?

Nope.

128: Stalked someone on a social network?

Kinda?

130: Been fishing?

Nope.

132: Been rejected by a crush?

Yes. In elementary school. The second time I confessed a crush to someone (new person) high school, it was my new best friend and he became my boyfriend.

134: What do I want for birthday?

Book vouchers. Money.

136: Was I named after anyone?

Nope.

138: What was my favorite toy as a child?

Mermaid Barbie doll

140: Where do I want to live when older?

I don’t know. Wherever my career is.

142: One of my scars, how did I get it?

I burned myself accidentally when I was a kid. I went near the gas when my mom was cooking and got burned. It’s on my forearm.

144: Am I afraid of the dark?

I’m not.

146: Have I ever got caught sneaking out or doing anything bad?

Nope.

148: What I’m really bad at

Talking with people. I’m awkward. I never know how to respond to them.

150: The meanest thing somebody has ever said to me

Your dreams are just that. Dreams.

152: What do I like about myself

I like that I’m open to learning new things.

154: Something I fantasize about

Being super successful so my parents can rest and live happily and comfortably.

@dailydoseofchoices here’s the one you sent the first time haha. I thought I deleted it accidentally.

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pennywise-chenle · 6 years ago

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50 Questions Tag

Letsgetit✊🏼

1. What takes up too much of your time?

P: Watching kpop mvs, listening to kpop, watching kpop broadcasts, watching kpop interviews, watching kpop- yeah you get it

K: anything that isn’t productive tbh

2. What makes your day better?

P: If I get to eat dark chocolate🤤

K: nct 🤩 they’re such crackheads I love them (also when my friends hype me up)

3. What’s the best thing to happen to you today?

P: Pressed shuffle on my phone, the first song that came up was CLC’s No (it’s really good, highly recommend)

K: I ate two eggs

4. What fictional place would you like to go to?

P: Marvel or DC universe? But maybe just visit for like a week I don’t think I could handle a new super villain popping up every week

K: the Harry Potter verse,, wielding magic sounds pretty cool

5. Do you give good advice?

P: I think I do sometimes, but rarely do I ever actually listen to it

K: only when I’m knowledgeable about the topic/have experienced it before. Other than that no lol

6. Do you have a mental illness?

P: not one I am consciously aware of...

K: nope

7. Have you ever experienced sleep paralysis?

P: No, never

K: not that I remember.. I do however have a weird recollection of dreaming about bert and ernie from Sesame Street shuffling around my room when I was like 4 (lmao I just laid there in bed and watched them in the semi-darkness it was freaky)

8. What musician inspired you the most?

P: Oh god uh Sunmi because she is an artist in every sense of the word and Ateez’s Hongjoong because of his work ethic and dedication

K: this is going to sound weird but Johnny from nct. his confidence and perspective on life is something that I look up to and respect (also I feel like he’s pretty hardworking cause dam 9 years as a trainee)

9. Have you ever fallen in love?

P: with myself, love yourself babies you deserve it🥰😤✊🏼🌸

K: Me and wonhos man tiddies are in a very committed relationship rn

10. What’s your dream date?

P: Oh you know nice walk on a beach, watching movies cuddled up on a couch~

K: we’re def hitting the arcade, eating out at a nice restaurant, and if they’re also into art we could draw/paint together 🤩

11. What do others notice about you?

P: My hair and the way I look, I’ve been told (even by my own mother) that I look intimidating which I DONT GET

K: poeple comment on my deadpan humor 💪

12. What’s an annoying habit you have?

P: Procrastinating and then having to go to sleep later than I need to

K: turning off my alarm in the morning and oversleeping

13. Do you still talk to your first love?

P: Yeah- every morning in the mirror, late at night when the procrastination has become too much, etc

K: I’ve stopped playing otome games

14. How many exes do you have?

P: one

K: none 😎

15. How many songs are in your playlist?

P: I have one playlist and it currently has 416 songs in it

K: 716 (I also have only one playlist)

16. What instruments can you play?

P: I’m pretty good at playing the recorder

K: I used to play the flute and piano

17. What do you have the most picture of?

P: kpop memes :)

K: memes 😔

18. Where would you like to go before you die?

P: Greece, Australia, SoUtH KoReA

K: Japan, Maldives, Europe

19. What’s your Zodiac?

P: I’m living that Sagittarius life

K: Libra

20. Do you relate to it?

P: yes? But I’m also a cusp so I’ve been told that I have Scorpio qualities🦂

K: yeah but I’m not “social” I’m like the opposite of that

21. What is happiness to you?

P: We going✈️ deep hours -being content with where you are in the moment and being able to smile for any reason

K: unabashedly being yourself while doing things that you love

22. Are you going through anything right now?

P: I’m going through something new everyday, but recently it’s been questioning my future

K: aren’t we all tho,, that’s the essence of life

23. What’s the worst decision you ever made?

P: I can’t say it’s the worst but the most glaringly bad decision I’ve made is not taking history earlier cause now I have to take it during the summer🙃

K: not being assertive enough

24. What is your favorite store?

P: probably ulta💄

K: Hollister lol

25. What is your opinion of abortion?

P: Well that escalated quickly- to each their own, if that’s the choice you take you should be able to make it

K: if u can’t properly support the baby why subject it to that type of life?

26. Do you have a bucket list?

P: Travel the world I guess

K: id like to hone my artistic skills

27. Do you have a favorite album?

P: Hell yeah, Ateez’s Treasure: All to Zero and Zero to One album (Say My Name, Treasure, and HALA HALA are BOPS)

K: EXO’s EX’ACT album

28. What do you want for your birthday?

P: To be acknowledged😪, no but my birthday often falls on Thanksgiving so it’s like me vs. turkey day

K: a macbook

29. What are most people’s first impressions of you?

P: I kinda already talked about this but intimidating

K: extremely quiet 🦶 it’s the biggest thing about me that I wish I could change

30: What age do you seem according to people?

P: I don’t actually know, but I will always be 5 in my own eyes

K: yo I actually have no idea

31. Where do you keep your phone while you are sleeping?

P: Next to me charging which is probably dAnGeRoUs

K: across the room so I can attempt to get my ass out of bed when my phone alarm goes off (spoiler alert: it doesn’t work)

32. What word do you say the most?

P: My daily vernacular is just littered with “yeehaw” and “oh my god” and “hahah”

K: “dude” and “like”

33. What’s the oldest age you would date?

P: Probably 3 years older than me

K: depends but nothing extreme

34: Whats the youngest age you would date?

P: Anyone more than 1-2 years younger than me is a no-go

K: same answer as the last question

35: What job/career do most people say would suit you?

P: A psychologist

K: art-related career

36. What’s your favorite music genre?

P: kpop and alternative

K: R&B, hip hop, lofi, kpop

37. If you could live in any country in the world, where would it be?

P: I don’t actually know, I would need to do a comprehensive search of all my options

K: ^^^

38. What is your current favorite songs?

P: Say My Name by Ateez, Noir by Sunmi, Thrilla Killa by VAV, Victory Song by Stray Kids, Beautiful by Monsta X, and Yestoday by NCT U

K: Don’t Hang Up by Suran, Light by ATEEZ, Trauma by EXO, Home by BTS, V by Jay Park

39. How long have you had this blog for?

P: Since late November I think?

K: ^^^

40. What are you excited for?

P: I got tix to see Monsta X!!🤠

K: school ends soon 🤠 can’t wait for summer letsgetit

41. Are you a better talker or listener?

P: Neither, I’m just a mess all around

K: listener, but if I’m comfortable enough around the other person I become a lot more talkative

42. What is the last productive thing you did?

P: I ate breakfast

K: I petted my dog

43. What do you want for Christmas?

P: That’s too far in the future man, idk

K: a macbook

44. What class do you have the best grades in?

P: French and Anatomy

K: art (does that count?) and Physics

45. On a scale of 1-10, how are you feeling right now?

P: Like a 7, it’d be a 9 but I have some projects that I need to finish :(

K: 6 cause I have so much work that I need to finish

46. What can you see yourself doing in ten years?

P: Getting swol💪🏼😤

K: managing an empire of meme accounts

47. When did you get your first heartbreak?

P: We going ✈️sad hours- when someone very close to me passed away

K: I actually don’t know if I’ve ever had a proper heartbreak

48: What age do you want to get married?

P: I don’t plan on getting married I’m gonna live forever

K: it depends honestly

49. What career did you want as a child?

P: You know the usual- actress, singer

K: a doctor/ smth health-sci related

50. What do you crave right now?

P: A full 8 hours of sleep

K: more free time to watch my kpop boys

P: Wow that was a lot of self reflection

Thank you for tagging us @jenoration !

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lololollywrites · 6 years ago

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thoughts about being 29 on the internet that i just had in the shower...

...and had to write down. they were all basically just about how f**king - NEW. and surreal. the internet, its capabilities, and its fandoms can still be to me sometimes. i feel like i forget this a lot. but when i think about it, i can easily recall my wonder at discovering that it all existed in waves of smaller finds. and because i know there are others like me, i thought i’d share some of my own experiences. because honestly, i’ve had fewer years on tumblr and sites like it than some people much younger than me. i’m catching up and enjoying it.

firstly, i know i’m old to some of you, but i’m not really old. not really. i’m still a millennial, screwed over by student loans and old white men and viewed as part of the technological generation. i’m a phd student, and because i’m always on a college campus, i’ve been mistaken as a freshman. a few times. but it’s been fascinating to witness actual freshman and other college students and consider just how different things are for them and honestly? i’m sort of jealous.

because...

i can remember when i first discovered that fanfiction existed. i was in third period tech skills as a junior in high school - 16 years old - and got a little off-topic and searched for spoilers for a new supernatural episode. this was in 2005 and the show had just come out (yes i still watch, i can’t escape).

and what did i find? somehow? fanfiction.net. i was, no exaggeration, shocked. i sat and read a full-length chaptered fic in episodic format. my mouth was hanging open. i saw thousands more fics in hundreds of fandoms and suddenly felt less strange for envisioning full-scale episode re-imaginings in my head as i laid in bed, dissatisfied with what i had just watched. (btw, i watched new supernatural episodes the sunday after they used to originally air on the wb on thursdays, at my mom’s house where i had my own room and own tiny tv, because no one at my dad’s house wanted to watch and streaming episodes wasn’t something i could even imagine. plus i didn’t have internet at my dad’s house. i know.)

not only that, but i was impressed as hell. here was me, not even aware that you could somehow upload your own text to the internet, and people were not simply writing polished stories in private but posting them somewhere that allowed for chapters. that allowed for people all over the world to read their words. that categorized everything into a huge virtual library. and, most incredibly to me, that allowed for reviews from people around the world.

i couldn’t believe that this new world was open to me. that people would be so generous as to offer amazing stories to me to read FOR FREE. that i had a limitless supply of content to read and review. i barely had functioning internet at home, so i had been sheltered. i told the people sitting next to me in class about it and encouraged them to check it out, mostly to blank stares. i may have even told the teacher, but no one cared. i didn’t understand. who wouldn’t be interested? i told my dad and my sister about it when i got home from school. i was mind-blown.

months in and many reads and written reviews later, i wrote my first fic. it was for smallville. 6 chapters, with updates every few days, that received 14 reviews in total. i read them all multiple times. i showed my sister. i checked the story stats every half hour. i cried. i wrote on the family computer secretly in the evening when most of my family had gone upstairs, because i was about half a year away from owning my first laptop. i wrote more stories sporadically for about 6 years, gradually getting better, but also gradually becoming more stressed and aware of negativity, online arguments, and the embarrassment and shame i suddenly felt about having an online presence. i found a supernatural forum at tv.com (the forums sadly no longer exist), learned about fandom, and immersed myself in posting and being part of a community that i thought understood me more than my friends. like a secret life.

during my first year of college, in 2007, i was in a friend’s dorm when he asked everyone if we wanted to watch an episode of scrubs. i laughed. surely he was joking. “how can we just watch an episode? it’s not on now and you don’t have the dvds.” i literally didn’t consider that there may have been a way. he excitedly told us that he had found some website that had episodes just... pre-uploaded. and that you could just click. i didn’t believe him. the stress of having to be at the tv at a certain time each week for fear of missing an episode entirely and forever was just part of being a fan, right? buying the tv guide and checking listings was necessary. but he found the episode. and clicked. it only took a few full minutes to load and there it was. again, i was astounded. this memory is so shockingly clear to me. it changed how i spent much of my free time, for one. just that moment.

sometime during this first year of college, i was home for break and came across a video on youtube, this new website i had started to use. it reminded me of ebaum’s world, which my friend would show me at her house sometimes because her computer was faster than mine. it was called “cat soup”, and by two guys that called themselves smosh. it had more views than i could comprehend - probably not much more than 5 digits, but still. they were just two kids i could have gone to school with who could create a funny video and get famous. again, i was shocked. mind-blown.

i showed my sister, my mom, and all my friends. they appreciated it a bit more than the fanfiction, but no one seemed to grasp how incredible and revolutionary it was. they all liked “shoes”, with the kelly persona by liam kyle sullivan (we still quote it today), probably because its budget and effects made it a bit more familiarly professional and it appeared less homemade (though it definitely was). but i couldn’t forget smosh. i was so impressed by them. i watched more videos and eventually found communitychannel and jenna marbles and eviliguana and shane dawson. i even found fan edits for my faves, buffy (maybe i saw one of phil’s, lol) and supernatural and smallville, and tried making my own. i freaked in 2009 or so when fred reached a million subscribers. a million. i couldn’t wrap my head around that. again, i told my sister and friends, expecting them to see the enormity of something so crazy happening, and they just... didn’t.

back in 2008, after watching “stick it” again, i recalled the name of a gymnast my cousin used to always talk about when we were kids - from the 1996 olympics - and looked her up on youtube. i realized that all gymnastics competitions imaginable had been uploaded. again - not to be repetitive - but i was shocked. there’s no better word. i gave myself a thorough education on the sport, traveling through time. i am still so grateful that i was able to do that.

sometime in 2009, my friends started pestering me to create a facebook account. i was a junior in college. 20 years old already. it sounded weird - pictures of me online? why? but i gave into pressure and made one. my mom had never allowed us to make a myspace; we were a bit young, and she hated the idea (now, she’s on facebook more than i am). around the same time i got my fanciest phone yet - an LG Env3. i figured out that it could access the internet and that i could use songs to create ringtones. again, sufficiently mind-blown. considering my first cell phone had been a flip phone with no camera that i shared with my sister during emergencies when i was 13, i felt that technology was coming along fast.

smart phones were foreign to me for a long long time, until recently actually. i thought they were unnecessary for quite a while. i don’t even remember what phones i had at the end of college and through grad school, but i’m pretty sure they consisted of a series of cheap pay-as-you-go phones from walmart. in 2013, i went to china for a year to teach. i got a cheap phone there and used it for about 7 months. one day, a friend of mine gave me his old htc smartphone because he was getting a new one. i didn’t know how to use it, but i played one app on repeat before class and snapped some low-quality photos. after that, i almost immediately went to indonesia for another 9 months to teach high school (2014-2015). the htc phone died very quickly, so i used the nokia brick phone given to me by the organization. it was fine. i had never even used my old smartphone to access the internet, aside from wechat, thanks to china’s internet blocks. it wasn’t until i got home, in the summer of 2015, that i finally got an iphone. it was a huge deal and a big learning curve. it was also around this time that i found dan and phil and tumblr. i only got my macbook two years ago and finally think i have some things figured out.

so i may be old in some ways and remember floppy disks and the card catalog and using encyclopedias to write my middle school papers and huge computers with black screens and green text that displayed math problems in elementary school. i may be able to remember the sound of ancient, huge printers that used reams of paper with perforated, tearable strips down each side. i may remember aol red, dial-up, and not being able to connect if someone was on the phone. but i can also remember watching technology evolve in front of me, discovering fandom and the huge world of content and friendship that lay ahead. and when people try to say i’m too old to like dan and phil, i remind them that dan and phil can also remember. we’re the same age. i relate to them and their stories. to phil’s buffy obsession. to dan’s love of smosh. i’ve only had about 10 fully-cognizant years here on the internet, and only a couple in the world of tumblr and iphones and mobile apps. i’m young in those ways. and i look young enough that strangers sometimes think i’m a teenager.

that’s laughable to me in some ways, because i’ve lived so much since my teen years. so much has happened. but in others, i don’t feel much different. there’s no age where you just feel grown up. that your interests vanish. that things suddenly seem childish and dumb. yes, i cringe about some things i wrote or did back then and i think i’ve matured, but my interests are all still relatively similar and i can finally explore them in ways that i just couldn’t before.

i hope that this has made sense. and i hope that some can relate.

#fandom #text post #sorry about this #i had to get it out #stories #me #dan and phil #kind of #well i mention them

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wlwhyuck · 6 years ago

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50 questions tag

thank u for tagging me cassidy @taeminlockdown p.s. i deserve rights >:(

1. what takes up too much of your time? o probably tumblr

2. what makes your day better? my friendos nd a cup of boba /:

3. what’s the best thing that happened to you today? the ice cold jasmine green tea i bought at the japanese market after i got off work

4. what fictional place would you like to go? uh not 2 b that person but hogwarts

5. are you good at giving advice? i think so yeah

6. do you have any mental illness? lots of anxiety love that

7. have you ever experienced sleep paralysis? i had it once and shit was terrifying

8. what musician inspired you the most? rezz nd sg lewis nd wet nd the xx

9. have you ever fallen in love? eh i thought it was love at the time

10. what’s your dream date? tbh anything to do with food or clothes but it also depends on the person

11. what do others notice about you? idk ive always been told i carry myself with a lot of confidence and i have an intense energy around me ??

12. what is the annoying habit you have? uh idk if this counts as a habit but ive been told that when ppl r talking to me in person i look unimpressed with what theyre saying sfjflsk

13. do you still talk to your first love? no and they don’t even count imo lol

14. how many ex’s do you have? 1 and a half? the half is like. this Intense Thing i had with someone but we never really defined it

15. how many songs are on your playlist? i have like 23982734 playlists but the one i listen to the most has 21 songs

16. what instruments can you play? im musically incapable

17. who do you have the most pictures of? myself skldfjslkd

18. where would you like to go before you die? paris

19. what is your zodiac? capricorn

20. do you relate to it? ye a lot

21. what is happiness to you? idk being content with what you have, comfortable state of mind heart nd body

22. are you going through anything right now? not really

23. what’s the worst decision you’ve ever made? its not the worst but it was dumb i once ate the wax from my brassknuckles pen right before work lol

24. what’s your favorite store? not that ive actually bought anything but ssense.com hehe

25. what’s your opinion on abortion? pro choice hello

26. do you keep a bucket list? no

27. do you have a favorite album at the moment? don’t you by wet

28. what do you want for your birthday? a macbook or smth idk i never know what i want id rather just get money for clothes or smth ksdnfks

29. what are most people’s first impression of you? intimidating nd quiet

30. what age do you seem according to most people? uh when i first started working at my job when i was 18 my coworkers thought i was 21 nd im 20 now nd the newer ppl think im like 23 dkfjdklf

31. where do you keep your phone while you’re sleeping? i use a sleep tracker so its on my side table facedown

32. what word do you say the most? like nd fuck

33. what’s the oldest age you would date? idk like 23

34. what’s the youngest age you would date? like 19

35. what job/career do most people say would suit you? “anything but stem” - darcy (she thinks im dumb /:)

36. what’s your favorite music genre? i dont really have a fav genre i listen to everything except country

37. if you could live in any country in the world where would it be? sweden or the uk maybe germany idk

38. what is your current favorite song? for the last time by rini nd black cab by higher brothers

39. how long have you had this blog for? uh i think i made this blog in march ‘18

40. what are you excited for? for the semester to b over bye

41. are you a better talker or listener? i’m a better listener lol

42. what is the last productive thing you did? uh ive been at work all day nd been productive i guess

43. what do you want for christmas? same as the bday question i never know what i want id rather get money tbh

44. what class do you get the best grades in? ive never gotten anything lower than an A in my writing / eng classes

45. on a scale from 1-10, how are you feeling right now? 8

46. what can you see yourself doing in 10 years? hopefully working in the grailed gq in nyc or smth

47. when did you get your first heartbreak? if u mean romantically then when i was 17

48. at what age do you want to get married? not sure i even wanna get married id rather do the long term relationship without the legal obligations lol

49. what career did you want to have as a child? ive wanted to work in fashion my whole life

50. what do you crave now? real freedom lol oh nd more $$$ hehe

tagging @j-onehunnit @hynujoon @5unwoo @juunkyu @wayvgf @saphore @iloveric @hanwritten nd anyone else who wants 2 do this

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lovemesomesurveys · 6 years ago

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Do you have a crush right now? I mean, ya’ll know about my love for Alexander Skarsgard. haha.

What are your crush’s/partner’s initials? AS.

Do you shop at Wal-Mart or Mejyer’s more often? Well, I have no idea what Mejver’s is, but I do go to Walmart often.

What’s your favorite store? (other than Hot Topic) lol why do you just assume it’s Hot Topic? Anyway, I like Target, Walmart, and various places online.

What do you think about tatoos on women? That’s cool for them? I don’t care.

Do you drink? Smoke? Nope.

Any nonperscription drugs? Perscription drugs? I take a prescription pain medication.

Are you alergic to anything? What? Tangerines.

Have the cops ever gotten on to you for anything before? No.

What other countries have you visited? States? I’ve left the US once and that was when I went to Mexico. As for states, I’ve been to Arizona, Idaho, and Georgia. And California, obviously. Like I’ve actually been to these places, and not just driven through, in which case there would be a lot more.

Do you have a Myspace? And if so what is your screen name? It still exists, but I haven’t been on it in several years.

Do you have a Youtube? Yeah.

Facebook? Yes.

Gaia? No.

Bzoink? No. I went on there back in the Myspace days for surveys sometimes, but I don’t think I ever made an account.

What email thingie do you use? (yahoo, gamil, rock) Yahoo.

Do you own a cellphone? If so what kind is it? Yes, an iPhone 6S Plus.

Do you text? Sometimes.

Do you have a digital camera? What kind is it? I use my phone.

What is your most common typo? (I keep typing have, ahve, grrr) *shrug*

What kind of computer do you have? A MacBook Air.

Do you have an ipod/mp3 player? Again, I just use my phone.

What game system(s) do you own? A PS4, PS2, and a Wii. They’re my brother’s, but I’ve used ‘em. My family and I use the PS4 for a DVD player, actually.

What is your favorite video game of all time? Mario Bros are classic.

Are you any good at Guitar Hero? I rocked out on easy mode, man. ha. I want to play now.

Have you ever played Call of Duty? Nope. I’m not into those types of games.

Do you play games on the computer? I have The Sims 4 on here.

What is your favorite/most visited website? Tumblr.

Can you type fast? Yes.

What color are the walls in your room? White.

What kind of floors do you have? Carpet.

How many doors are in your house? Windows? 8 doors, 3 windows.

Do you have any posters on your walls? Of what? Yes. I have 4 giraffe paintings and two ocean/beach themed ones.

What kind of bed do you have? (fouton, twin, bunk) I have a full.

Is your bed comfertable? Yeah.

Would you rather sleep on the floor? Nooo. I wouldn’t get any sleep cause it’d be super uncomfortable. I’m too bony and don’t have enough cush in the tush.

Where is your computer located? Right here on my bed. I just keep it there since that’s where I always am.

Do you have a tv in your room? I do.

Other than a closest do you use a dresser/wardrobe to keep your clothes in? I have a dresser and a hamper for clean clothes as well because I don’t have enough room in my dresser.

How many mirrors do you have in your house? (other than hand helds people) 5.

How many rooms are in your house all together? 7, but only 2 bedrooms.

How many floors? 1.

Do you have a garage? Yes.

Should you be doing anything right now? What? Nah.

Do doctors or dentists make you more nervous? Both, but right now the dentist would definitely be a lot worse. I’ve never done well with going to the dentist, like I have major freakouts.

Did you ever think you were about to die before? Yes.

Have you ever really had a near death experience? Was it cool? Yes, twice. Uh, no I wouldn’t consider it cool at all.

How often do you brush your teeth? Once at least, sometimes twice.

How often do you shower? (Come on, tell the truth) Every 1-2 days.

Is it warmer or colder where you live? It’s cold right now. Like it’s finally cold and rainy and I love it.

What is your favorite kind of weather? The kind we’re having now.

Favorite seasong? Fall and winter.

Favorite month? October and December.

What is your relationship status? Single.

Sexual orientation? Straight. Do you pick your nose? No.

Do you ever tell people when you have to go pee? No. I don’t know why people feel the need to announce to that.

Have you ever cheated on anybody? No.

Ever done something illgeal? Nothing major, but yeah.

Are you a virgin? I am.

Have you ever done pot? Yes.

Ever tasted beer? Yes.

Ultimate turn on? Ultimate turn off? Neck kisses are a turn on, arrogance and cockiness are a major turn off.

Do you have to shave your toes? No.

Do you have chronic foot odor? No.

Do you use deodorent? I do.

Most embaressing singer/band/group you listen to? I’m not embarrassed by any of the bands/artists I listen to.

Most embaressing tv show you watch? I’m not embarrassed by that either.

Have you ever crapped your pants? No.

Have you ever….

Been skiing? No.

Eaten sushi? Ew, yes I’ve tried it. It’s so awful I don’t get the hype.

Seen a dead body? Yes.

Killed a bug with a magnifying glass? No.

Poured salt on a slug? No.

Cried in front of someone? Yep.

Drowned? Well, no. That’s something I’m afraid of; though, which is part of why I avoid going into bodies of water. Even in a swimming pool, like I used a floatie but I end up just staying by the edges because going out in the middle terrifies me. I can’t swim for one, and I’m too much of a scardy cat to ever learn. Like nah, I’m good.

Been shot? Actually, yes.

Inflicted pain upon yourself on purpose? Yes.

Laughed so hard you thought you were gonna puke? No.

Wanted to do mushrooms? No.

Kissed someone of the same gender? No.

Been so nervous you thought you were gonna pass out? Oh yes.

Passed out? No.

Fallen asleep in class? No.

Shot a gun? Yes. I’ve been to a shooting range once with some friends.

Driven a car? No.

Stolen anything? When I was a kid I sometimes took the candy from the big candy tubs at the grocery store because I thought it was ours for the taking. Whoops.

Can you….

Use chopsticks? No. Never got the hang of it, but also never really gave it a real, serious try. I didn’t have the patience.

Tie a good knot? Well enough for my shoes. I can’t do different types or anything with rope.

Snap yo fingers? Yeah.

Do a cartwheel? No.

Do the splits? No.

Sing well? Nope, I can’t sing for crap.

Dance well? ^^^^

Make yourself fart? I’ve never tried or wanted to try.

Rotate your fingers in two different directions? Yeah.

Start a fire with two sticks? Never tried.

Do any magic tricks? If so what? Nope.

Hold your breath for longer than one minute? Nope.

Cross your eyes with using your finger? I wouldn’t want to try.

Draw well? Nope.

Make a baby laugh? I have.

Stick your finger down your throat without gagging? No. I barely start to stick it in there and I’ll start gagging.

Touch your tongue to your nose? No.

Curl/roll your tongue? No.

Make your tongue do that clover looking thing? No. I don’t have any tongue tricks, sorry.

Do the worm? No.

Touch your toes for longer than five seconds? *touches toes for 5 seconds* Yep.

Do a pushup? No.

#personal #text #survey #surveys

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