#i was a clueless kid ig

[toadslug]

Me and my friend were reminiscing over old Qubo shows and we made a very VERY stupid connection 😭

[peapodsinspace]

Who’s baulder and why do they have a gate

🤨🤨

[satoruhour]

racer jjk are so good 😩 i wonder if u can make a part two where is explain how the boys (gojo, geto, nanami, toji) and the reader first met. THANK YOUUU

a/n: thx baby glad u liked them 😉 here you go! also mb if this is lacklustre guys 🧍‍♀i didn’t wanna write smut bc it’d be too similar ig. fun little post! pls still support me 🥹 (nanami’s is a bit suggestive!) / pt.1 here

✶ GOJO

you actually meet his ass when he almost crashes into u and while making a difficult drift turn before swerving at the sight of you. plus  surprise … you’re the police chief’s daughter. gojo at this point is still using a jacked up camaro, so it’s a wonder he’s able to still speed so well away from officers. but it’s not like he was running away from any crime, he just so happened to stumble across an interrogation of a fellow classmate initiated by the police chief’s son (your younger, cop worshipper brother). it was hardly an interrogation tho, more of a bully circle. gojos an cocky man but hes not entirely closed off from things happening around him. when theres people being wrongfully treated he steps in, but he’s pushing the limit a little running away from your brother and his police chief dad. especially when he’s got ties with the racing scene lol. bro doesnt exactly care tho, cause he knew the modifications he made to his engine he’s sure to get away lmaoooo.

there’s a rush of adrenaline that matches the exact moments when the first gear change happens and his foot presses down hard on the break, feeling the familiar sensation of the steering wheel under his fingers as he turns it to the right. nothing like a successful run of a difficult drift route, even more so with an annoying fucking kid chasing him. he was miles behind too, and gojo has to laugh out to himself in the driver’s seat before he yelps out at the shadow on the street.

“damn street lights. don’t even want to spend a few thousand to fix it,” he scoffs, thinking the figure would’ve apologised and ran away, but he’s a little pumped to see you, a relative of the very kid he was running away from. “don’t wanna chase me with daddy over there?”

you notice he’s nodding his head toward the incessant siren, your hotheaded father and your insufferable brother, two of them who butt heads all the time but still manage to get along. you couldn’t care less though, because of their arrogant, conceited behaviour; you vowed never to be like that. your father failed to raise you how he wanted you to turn out: dyed hair at sixteen, a stick ’n poke a year later, colluding with the “wrong” people (they were harmless, he just didn’t like them).

so he turned to your brother, corrupting his mind, and since then, you’ve been a ghost in the house, happy to even be ignored by the conservative kin that find people who are different a ’hassle’. with a story like this, gojo isn’t exactly clueless to your situation so he reaches over and opens the door to the passenger seat in a silent offer.

what’s a little salt in the wound, right?

gojo giggles when you slip in like he knew you would and you simply shrug, knowing this would seal the deal. you know you’re right when you hear furious honks from the police car which is quickly approaching, but watching gojo evade police on the news made you confident he’d outrun them every. single. time. “ooh, doesn’t sound good, princess. i’ll pick you up if you get kicked out of the house.”

it was such a dirty, rude comment that you would’ve slapped him but instead you just burst out laughing, weird noises and all before you’re patting the hand on his stick shift, “drive, hotshot.”

all you can do is roll your eyes with a smile, not missing the exhilarated smile and blush on his cheeks. you already feel at home in the 1969 camaro he’s driving, seeing the exact same car later that night when you’re waiting on the sidewalk with a bulk of your things.

“so much for being daddy’s girl.” gojo smiles, a little sickeningly that you want to punch him (you hear it’s like that from his friends and you find it to be true), but you accept the ride anyway, with a promise he’d get something more later.

✶ GETO

the first time you see him is before a race, having stumbled into the bustling underground of cars and the peak of 2000s fashion because you’re still navigating japan even after six months on an exchange program. it’s difficult when they have different parking lots for every monument building, which all look the same, mind you. it was like a puzzle for your poor mind, especially since there was tons of undocumented alleys in the area you were in. u immediately get hit by the smell of petrol and smoke and conversation and it’s like woah…. stepping entirely into a new world sort of??? even with his fame suguru stays humble tho, keeping gojo ans nanami close to him while keeping his distance from fangirls and stuff. shit gets messy !!!!

gojo nudges geto so hard he almost falls if not for his mazda behind him, and he’s ready to shoot a glare towards satoru but then he looks past the annoying man and into the crowd to find you, doe eyed and looking all around the place like a deer caught in headlights. you’re all dressed up in a cute get-up, hair framing your face so cutely he has half a mind to talk to you. plus, it’s clear you don’t belong here, and there isn’t anything wrong with that but the people here sometimes tend to be a tad bit… stuck-up.

there’s already a few in the crowd giving you weird looks and others giggling, clearly put off by the confused glances you exchange between your phone and the area. geto is prepared to head your way, but his resolve hardens when he sees todo and his gang start to approach the poor person who can only freeze in place.

geto pushes off his car immediately, completely disregarding whatever comment gojo was making while nanami watches silently. todo’s already asked you a question, and when you don’t answer, everyone knows the next thing he’ll do is to humiliate you, but not before geto interferes.

“she’s mine, aoi.” shoving him away, todo only scoffs and spits on the floor beside you because he can’t do anything except leave the place before anything escalates. it’s a clear rule, too, that anyone’s partner or significant other is off-limits, unless you want to propose a race to win them over — but even so it’s not that simple.

the murmurs only heighten when geto asks if you’re okay, a palm on your back to lead you away from the action of everything. thankfully, his mazda and the other two men are stationed at the corner, and the crowd’s attention slowly pulls away from you and onto the revving engines of the two competing cars.

“you okay?” geto looks down, shielding the bright car park lights and peeking a glance at where you were meant to go. it’s a quaint cafe in the basement of a building near shibuya square — a place which could be accessed by the parking lot, but it looks like you took an early turn and ended up in this one instead.

all you could muster up was a nod, mind going a hundred miles per hour just like those cars that were going to race; you’re more focused on his brown eyes that hold yours too well, though, dark and hypnotising that he has to repeat his question.

“yeah. for the most part, i guess. tha—” you mumble, but before you can bow and thank the man who’s already making a mark on your mind with his imposing stature, his friend chimes in.

“don’t mind aoi, he’s just intense like that.” you look past geto to see the white-haired racer who sports a bright grin, and to his side, a blonde, bored-looking guy who’s around the same age. “where you headed?”

geto waves a hand at them and cuts in as you answer, “i’ll take you. don’t mind those two idiots.” his sudden offer has your heart jumping just a bit; a mean brooding guy looking for a little cafe who’s holding a cinnamoroll event at the moment? what a sight to behold.

you’re all prepared to go when gojo tosses the keys to his mazda, and you’re thinking that maybe it really was further than expected but the man is soon leaning down to whisper into your ear.

“but before you go, want to watch me race?” geto grins, noticing that you’re at a loss for words again. you do that a lot, huh. it wouldn’t hurt to show off a little to get you absolutely speechless.

“i’ll treat you to whatever you want in that cute cafe, too.”

✶ NANAMI

ok the small drabble i wrote was sorta how they met but yes basically that!!!! nanami comes in at first (but you’re not doing much, just hanging around in the back), panicking cause he’s got an important race tmr (he just doesn’t gojo to win over whether he would have to borrow one of gojo’s dodge chargers) and hes like ? hes wondering what’s wrong with his dodge and when your dad mentions how he may need to order the parts his world falls apart fr 😭. and then he ends up borrowing it from gojo LMFAOOO. since you guys roughly know their meeting (nanami’s return to the shop after your father fixes the car and then eating you out wheeew) ill highlight life with nanami after that whole shebang!

you like to recall the first time you’ve met nanami, hardly a meeting, really, because you didn’t even see his face, but you hear his voice. a deep timbre with a seriousness to it that tells you that he could’ve fixed his own car if he tried and maybe just lacked the parts. however, you’re appalled when your father comes home later that night and tells you it was a dodge charger they were dealing with, a 1968 release that was no doubt passed down in his generation.

so when you’re peeking out of the supply room the second time nanami returns, you’re not surprised by his blonde hair, possibly a descendant of european blood, but had been born and raised in japan. it wasn’t uncommon, but it felt like he was such a specific ethnicity with the features he had. you’re right when you’re out with nanami a few weeks later, learning his grandfather was danish, smiling as he talked about his family.

it was by chance that he got into the racing scene, getting acquainted with gojo briefly because he was always infuriating in class — but then the both of them began to grow out of high school and entered university, introducing nanami to both geto, gojo’s best friend and to racing. it had made an impression on his heart immediately, reluctantly asking to ride in gojo’s car as they sped through the night and then trying his hand at it later.

“so geto-san was the one who taught you how to drift?” you ask from the passenger seat, a calm atmosphere surrounding the two of you as nanami takes you out for a casual drive along the freeway, bringing you to his favourite place to drift ever since he’s trained there. it was a clean ascent once he reaches the mountain, jogging over to open the door for you before sticking out a hand.

“thank you… kento,” you feel his hand tighten around yours, bringing you around to the front before leaning on the front of the car with you, the jangle of the bracelet he’s got you making noises when he pulls you into his side. it’s been a month with him, yet he already feels so committed, albeit stoic.

but you realise, in the midst of it, you’re the only one who can manage to pry a smile out of him, the lines on his face fading away when he picks you up from your dad’s shop. the loud engine is always an indicator, greeting him at the door of the garage as your father sends you off with a grin, leaning into the driver’s seat to press a peck through the window.

“when you say my name like that,” nanami mumbles, appreciating the scene with his lips in your hair; and while nanami is all soft and gentle with you, sometimes his carnal instincts get the best of him and he says the filthiest things, unprompted, “it makes me want to eat you out on the hood of my car again.”

you roll your eyes with a smile, because you’ve already done it twice: one in the shop and another in a secluded car park, but you know nanami hasn’t glutted his appetite for you yet, and he makes sure you know he never will.

✶ TOJI

the drabble previously mentioned how you were a little older megumi — through tutoring megumi, you met toji. it was a chance encounter sort of, u put up an ad at the end of your second year of uni since the winter break was a little longer than usual, so you decided to earn a bit of pocket money thru tutoring in the one subject you were most comfortable in: humanities. the syllabus in schools nowadays has become harder too, even going as far as to research papers and then scoff in disgust at the intensity of the questions lol … it’s routine in the school system to do that, gearing up for the questions you might be asked when u first get an enquiry call on the line. you hang up with a time and address and when u reach megumi opens the door, but toji emerges from his man cave (garage. hes obsessed w/ his corvette) later and jesus christ hes (almost) six foot of pure dilf that youre considering sidling up to him instead LMAO. esp with how the house looked, it wouldnt be so bad being a old man’s bitch

the doorbell you rang reverberates throughout the house, albeit a bit muffled, but the door opens quickly and you’re met with a black spiky-haired kid, who looks a few years younger than you. but megumi didn’t really need an introduction, because you’re pointing it out to him once inside.

“aren’t you the kid that got suspended for beating up gang members?” sometimes his seniors never knew when to shut up. to this, megumi just sighs.

“yep, that’s me. i told you my name over the phone but,” he extends a hand, “i’m fushiguro megumi.”

you hum and take his hand, introducing yourself as well before a thud makes you snap your head to the noise, where a larger and taller man emerges from the door that connects the living room to the garage. he has features similar to megumi’s and he’s currently clutching his toe, stubbing it on the cabinet on his way out and cursing his head off.

it isn’t difficult to match name to face for him as well, remembering a report you did on the increasingly popular racing scene starting up again. don’t ask — it was a pretty open assignment and you didn’t hesitate to write about the culture back then, something you always wished you lived in.

now, you’re not too taken aback by casually stumbling across fushiguro toji’s home, but more of how he managed to maintain his physique for so many years. if there’s anything your research told you, he was more on the lanky side in his twenties, the right side of his mouth clear from the scar while dominating the drifting scene back in the 80s.

“who’re you, kid?” a little annoyed at the name but you open your mouth to introduce yourself, and toji nods, although confused. it seems like he’s not too involved in megumi’s grades, because when you tell him megumi himself had called you over a bad grade in literature and social studies, his expression drops into an ‘o’. 

“ah, i would’ve taught him myself but…” you knew he dropped out of high school before, living a crap life trying to pay off debts his father had left him and turning to racing and winning bets to make a living out of it. it was scary how this information was so accessible to you via one of his interviews, but you can tell he’s put it long before him, choosing to focus on raising megumi and maintaining his corvette.

“make yourself at home, alright, doll?” doll. you stutter out an affirmative reply.

though when he said that, you hadn’t imagined wandering into the same door he had came out of before. he was probably checking on the condition of his car, knees protruding out of the corvette’s side as he rolls out on the creeper at the sound of someone approaching. you didn’t wish to do this, truly, but when some kids from megumi’s school had attempted to play a prank by picking toji’s lock to get back at megumi, the latter had discovered them after coming out the side door.

needless to say, megumi still holds up his reputation, chasing them down for more than three blocks (it was seven) before proceeding to, you assume, beat them up. you imagine it’s routine for toji at this point, but you still want to at least let him know.

“he’s off again?” toji sits up after hearing your explanation, using the wrench to scratch his temple. sure, he’s only like twenty years older than you — it certainly doesn’t stop you from checking out how his muscles bulge against his compression shirt, or the grey sweatpants he’d got on that you told yourself not to peep at. “don’t mind the kid, i’ll lecture him when he returns later.”

he sighs and grumbles under his breath, expecting you to leave, and when you don’t he just raises an eyebrow, a silent prompt for you to explain what else you needed. you only pointed to the hood. 

“uh… toji-san, if you’re keen on getting back into racing,” toji fully stands up to his height, curious on what you have to say, but also wondering how much balls you had to talk about racing in front of him, “you should really change your 283 cubic-inch V8 to a 327. i, uh, heard the specifications on the new engine has better fuel delivery and horsepower.”

toji relaxes when you actually know your crap, not wanting to deal with another annoying fan begging him to get back into racing, although you’re not entirely off the hook. “and why should i listen to you, hm, doll?”

he stands there, unimpressed, but you didn’t research cars like a madman for nothing. it was a rabbit hole you had commended yourself for diving into, too, because you always had wanted to start, just, how? and that changed when you finally had the opportunity to delve into the complicated world of cars with the help of your friend’s dad who was a mechanic. “um… you really don’t. just giving some pointers, or at least, recommendations that go well with your ’66 corvette.”

oh my god? you know the exact year his chevrolet was released too?

the ex-racer only nods slowly, keeping it in mind for the next time he has the time to switch to an updated engine, but he didn’t expect help to come from your hands the next time, working under the hood like a professional while still leaving the heavy lifting to him. you had fun each time in the garage, exchanging intel and geeking about cars while you both open up to each other — all under the guise of tutoring his son.

since then, toji has taken his corvette out to meet you more than he takes it out for errands, meeting you with a promise that he would take care of your university fees. but none of the time spent with you would’ve warned him that you two would be changing his next engine, too, except that maybe, you were finally his girl.

why does toji’s always end up the longest bye. also this is the only req i’ve gotten, i swear i don’t bite guys. ♡ thirsts and drabble requests are open!

[l0v3tast3]

More young!reader and 141 maybeeee? I feel like I just need more headcanons and drabbles

Also maybe like, 141 reacting to reader randomly dropping information like "well, my mum's an alcoholic and she used to beat me"

And this is me speaking from experience cause I do that and like 🥲

✎ i think i got this request like almost a month ago now i am. so sorry lmao but i'm actually getting to it and that's what counts right? right. i pumped this out in like 2 hours which if you knew how i write you would be very impressed 😎

✎ tags: young!reader, military!reader, not proofread im too cool for that, just general fluff like one mention of simon being angsty about u dying ig?

♡ so soap and the reader are definitely really good friends. i don't really think he's like super "mushy"? i guess? like some people make him out to be (not that there's anything wrong with that i love that trope) because like, look at him. i love him but some of the stuff he says in the games is like super fucking #militaryman if that makes sense lmao

♡ you're friends in a sibling kind of way. you make fun of each other all of the time and play pranks with (and on) each other. he goes rough on you when you're sparring but always makes sure you're okay afterwards. a lot of the time he talks to you like you're a little kid in an annoying tone just to piss you off.

♡ simon definitely didn't really want to like you at first, partly because he didn't want to get close to you in case you died or got seriously injured or captured or whatever else could possibly happen. but you literally weaseled your way in as his friend.

♡ after a few weeks of being with the team, you picked up on their likes and dislikes. in particular, you learned which foods simon liked at the cafeteria, you learned what kind of books he read, etc. etc. and so ensued you doing nice things for him.

♡ you would grab him the protein bar he liked from the vending machine when you went to grab yourself or someone else something. if you went somewhere with cheap books, you would grab him one that was similar to what you saw him reading last. you always made it a point to get him cheap things so you could refuse if he tried to pay you back.

♡ most of the time, though, he would say he didn't want it when you handed it to him. you would just shrug and tell him to give it to someone else (you see him with whatever you got him not long after). other times, you'll just sit down next to him and talk to him out of nowhere. towards the beginning, it was more of you talking at him, but that was okay with you. it took longer than the others, but you wormed your way into his cold heart.

♡ price is your new father. he gives you advice on literally everything, whether or not you ask for it (you almost never do). he does the dad thing of the hands on the hips and legs kinda spread while he explains the topic in depth. he has a very vast wealth of knowledge, you come to learn.

♡ i feel like one time you would comment on price's outfit, saying it looked good and matched well one day and he would kind of take it to heart. from then on he'll occasionally ask you how his outfit is that day. he'll play it off as if he's joking, but deep down he's actually curious. you always make fun of him for the hat that's seemingly glued to his head, though.

♡ gaz fully leans into becoming your older brother. he doesn't deny it, he just laughs when someone says anything. also i feel like he'll literally do anything you want to do. he'll go shopping with you, he'll go to bookstores or antique stores or crystal places, literally anywhere. it's gotten to the point where you just tell him to go with you and he just grabs his coat.

♡ he also will play any video game with you and he always beats you at it. it literally does not matter if he's never even heard of this random game you just pulled out of some alternate dimension, he'll be better than you at it. he's also absolutely clueless about his natural talent; if you ask him what the hell he's doing right, he's just like "huh? 🤨🤨"

♡ yeah in regards to randomly dropping trauma like it's nothing, it's definitely a smack in the face to all of them. they talk about the time they almost died in a firefight or when they got shot several times over, but they don't talk about the "deep" stuff.

♡ so it's like, you say some shit like "yeah my [super close person] died when i was really young that was #rough lol" and they all just slowly turn their heads to you like "what the actual fuck did you just say" and you're just like "what's going on why did we stop talking 🧐"

♡ they either move on to a new conversation after several long moments of silence or you just don't notice and continue talking like you didn't just give them mental whiplash.

♡ also so like i'm the type of person that loves clutter and just wants to decorate the hell out of my apartment n shit right? so like if you're also that kind of person and you just amass all this stuff in your room and put in shelves and lamps and posters and pictures covering every wall (even though it's probably against some military code or rules or whatever) and they got a peek they're just like "what the fuck"

♡ every time price sees it he tells you to clean it up but it's half-hearted at best. you tell him he's just jealous of all of your cool stuff, and he secretly is (if you're a mini-fridge kind of person he would definitely want to steal it from you).

♡ if you don't really decorate your room that much or just don't have a lot of stuff, they all get you little things to clutter up your space with. kyle and you come up with a system of buying each other a gift whenever you go shopping together, and he's good at remembering what you like.

♡ i think simon likes carving wood in his spare time, and you'll see him doing this and say that's really cool and good, and he's always just like "ya want it?" and tosses it at you. you don't bother asking if he's sure he wants to give it to you because he already pulled out another block of wood to carve into.

♡ they all also will fight literally anyone for you once you all get closer. you're probably one of, if not the youngest person working in the entire compound and they know how people talk, and if they hear anyone saying anything bad about you for any reason they shut that shit down immediately. you are good, in every aspect, and they all will let everyone know that.

[adoringhaikyuu]

hi this is incredibly INCREDIBLY self indulgent but could you possibly write about daichi and some of the other captains with an s/o who’s latina w/ curly hair and they watch her do her curly routine? I thought it’d be cute bc they would ask a lot of questions about the process and stuff idk if this makes sense sorry����

THEIR S/O HAS CURLY HAIR

characters: daichi + kuroo + oikawa + ushijima + (gn!reader)

notes: this is for poc mainly (and anyone who has curly hair that needs a routine ig lol) tried to make more inclusive if that's okay

★ daichi takes mental notes (and actual notes) of the steps and the products that you use so he can get them for you when they run out. he's worried he'll mess up, but he offers to help and even watches tutorials with you. soon he's getting on you to take care of your hair when you're feeling lazy.

★ kuroo just likes watching you tbh. he'll take a seat and just stare at you as you do your routine. he asks what each product does like a curious little kid, but it's cute because it shows he cares. asks to try himself and at first he sucks lol, but with practice he gets pretty good.

★ oikawa's routine almost takes the same amount of time as yours. it makes no sense but he's really into skincare and haircare so you'll do yours together. he actually knows a lot more than you would think about curly hair maintenance, so he literally gives you tips and helps you oil your hair every few days. he likes doing his routine with you, makes sure you stick to it.

★ ushijima doesn't know much about curly hair, he's clueless tbh. but once you start dating and you tell him you can't hangout with him one day because you have to wash your hair...he decides to start doing his research. will send you videos that he finds about tutorials, memorizes all the protective styles (pays for the trips to the salon too).

[nikethestatue]

Am I the only one who never believe that SJM doesn’t have social media and that she doesn’t know what’s going on out in the world?

She used to have Tumblr, Twitter, FB, she is still on IG, and she had a Pinterest.

I have a hard time believing that a 38 year old with 2 kids doesn’t have a private IG.

I just can’t believe that she is as clueless as she pretends to be.

[ofmermaidstories]

in reference to a recent post (like 3 days ago lmao) you're not gravity falls trash, you're gravity falls TREASURE!!

itskilau asked: but also ur fic idea looks so yummyyy!!! with how you write character dynamics and beautiful introspections i know whatever piece you touch will be absolutely gorgeous!!!

🥺👉🏽👈🏽 kilau, you are too good to me. 🥹 admittedly i am really excited to write something for GF, lmao—the series has a lot of things that i don’t really think to play with, in BNHA. like magic realism, horror, generational trauma (lmao), all the fun stuff. and—i’ve actually had the core idea for this fic since i was first in the fandom, like, back in 2013. 🥹👉🏽👈🏽 LOL, we finally get to trot it out!! playing the long-game around here. 😎 idk idk idk, i’ve been referring to this fic as The YA piece in conversation, lmfao, because it’s a) not a romance, unforch (weell, i guess that’s a lie. there is like, a burgeoning romance in it, between Dipper and Pacifica, but it’s less because i think they should be together and more because i think Dipper is—in a lot of ways—wish fulfilment, right? the ultimate awkward nerdy teen boy fantasy. the paranormal shit he’s into is real, and he gets to kick it’s ass. and he’s smart but he’s not THAT smart that it like, ruins his life, he can have his friends and the cool-girl accessories and it’s all meaningful, forever and ever) and b) it’s set when the kids are like, eighteen. i have so many questions!!! like. will dipper and mabel always be close? like, the series goes on and on about how special they are, together. they can achieve anything! does that hold up still when you’re like, on the verge of adulthood? it’s easy when you’re a kid… there’s nothing else competing for attention. but like, you know, eventually everyone branches out—and what does that mean for a relationship that like, got you through armageddon?? all relationships are work, and you constantly have to like, renegotiate them, almost—so what does that look like when you’re still a clueless kid, who’s being prepared for the first steps in building your adult life, with like, several conflicting and confusing needs coming at you all at the same time? idk idk idk. does it undo all the things they learnt in that first summer if they have to like, relearn them in a way? do they deviate like the grunkles? you know, close as kids, not close as party-sized and full-sized adults but it’s okay bc then you just circle back when you’re like, in your sixties. is that what it is to have a family lmao? is it a safety net? a tether? is it a backup option? like, idk, some of these questions do not do service to the characters we are given but!!! that’s what the fic is for ig. 😌 we’ll throw ‘em all at the wall and see which questions stick and which ones we like the answers to LMAOOO.

[iwanttofuckereh69]

Now reading: The husky and his white cat shizun

So i finished the first book. It's been what, not even a week? (EDIT: 2 fucking days since the og post i made) How am i supposed to wait till the rest is released if i keep swallowing them at this pace i feel like i still restrained myself but not enough ig

And like what, that last arc was utterly insane. Meatbun just tortures their leads, she's truly more cruel than Chu Wanning himself. It's not even characters in the world thats against them its just the author plainly tormenting them. That last scene … ehem spoilers for the first book here

…where Chu Wanning gets forced into Shi Mei's body? And he's going through all of that for Mo Ran while Mo Ran think its Shi Mei?

They just are so clueless, both of them. It's so tragic. The author just forces them into those situations rjuiefknhijugv And the fact we get POV's of both of them how they misinterpret each other's words and gestures… And as readers we can only silently scream at the book and observe the tragedy.

Getting back to my bullet points from the original post:

Chu Wanning is cruel AND pathetic but just like i mentioned earlier, not exactly like Mo Ran sees him. I still don't know how can he be both mean and kinda caring but only when nobody watches. I mean i get that its just that the level of his ruthlessness is scary. I still think his mom beat him as a kid for him to turn out this way

Mo Ran is dumb, i can't with him. I can't with how he doesnt realize why he is the way he is towards Chu Wanning, why he is so possessive. EVEN THAT DAMNED BROCADE BOX DIDN'T MAKE THAT LIGHTBULB IN HIS HEAD LIGHT UP. Great character, i love him but he is so utterly dumb...

Okay I can maaaaybe see why they will end up together, like everything seems like they are fated to be together. And Chu Wanning is pinning over him for whatever reason. But then i still believe in Mo Ran / Shi Mei supremacy. I love him being all lovey-dovey towards Shi Mei its just so adorable when he's talking about him or about his wontons. It still makes me giggle and kick my feet.

I have no idea what happened when Shi Mei died, it just seems unlikely Chu Wanning would be cruel like that. Probably Mo Ran was too dense to understand what was going on. There surely is more to Shi Mei, i'm just scared to think he's gonna turn out to be two faced.

Shi Mei is still my precious please don't be evil please don't be evil

i am convinced there will be a lot of pain and misery

WHAT THE FUCK WENT DOWN AT THAT LAKE

will i have enough strong will to wait some time before i get the 2nd vol

probably not

im gonna keep myself occupied with drawing Shi Mei <3333333333

[ttsquid]

Questions About Creating Your OCs: 11, 12, 13 for Anne

11. Did you know what the OC’s sexuality would be at the time of their creation?

originally nope - i just made the characters (and then got attatched) but yea. annes v much a lesbian, she just doesnt have the knowledge of what that means

shes also too preoccupied doing other stuff before and during the game so she never rly takes note of herself? cause like! if you just shove the big questions under your bed theres no way ever nuh uh not happening! that its ever gonna come back to bite lol - shes got a game to play in the meantime :D!

i think the only thing ive known for certain has been her godtier and symbol? also her design has stayed pretty solid too ig. back when i was still figuring the sitm og 8 kids out i kept swapping luna and anne around for some reason lol. time space duality ig

12. What have you found to be most difficult about creating art for your OC (any form of art: writing, drawing, edits, etc.)?

updating sitm

uhhhh probably taking anne too seriously lol - shes silly and has no idea whats going on whatsoever but she wants all her friends to be okay to the point where shell go back and reset it all (or at least think about doing that a whole lot) just to keep them safe

but most importantly the silly and clueless part lol :3

13. How far past the canon events that take place in their world have you extended their story, if at all? 

OH YEA.

ive got this like. whole ass side story thing for a few years after the main comic part ends re: cara anne and gwen

and like. its basically about how, a period of time after the game gwen shuts herself in a self built castle of hope in the desert and cara and anne have to bring her back (cara is here through heart and time shennanigans (unrelated to anne))

thats also where this and this come in

also a side bit where lily and anne make a clone (called lily-anne) of their combined paradox slime for funzies but thats not rly the same time tho lol (i think lily-anne happens after the hope fragment gwen thing probably)

[nicky35]

Lmaoo her wattpad is in her bio this is wild 😂😭 I mean..to each their own ig and obv she’s a kid (I hope)

https://www.wattpad.com/story/376944109-clueless-love💕-paige-bueckers-suni-lee

yeah i think she was promoting it in one of the last tiktoks that got sent to me. also 1.8k reads is absolutely insane to me. i'm hoping its at least pg and nothing crazy sexual. but also i had to peak and this had me dying:

[tachosnachos]

Thoughts on Heirarchy ep 1-2

I just watched the first two episodes so I’m only basing my opinion off of that. The girl who plays fl, Jae-i, her acting isn’t acting rn. I understand that she’s supposed to be having issues and she turned cold or something but then there should at least be more than one facial expression. I need her to cry like she means it, be a bitch like she means it. Not the lip licking thing she made. I only smoke casually but even I know she’s not getting nothing with the way she smokes. She’s like pecking it. If they’re not going to commit then just put some smoke effect or something. If she thinks her dad’s a monster then convince me girl. Rn she’s giving meh in everything which is disappointing because I saw the list of works she’s done, she’s by far has the most experience out of all of them.

Ri an, his acting isn’t giving me scary chaebol. I’m comparing them to the kids in the glory and penthouse. Like those kids act. This one didn’t scare me, all I’m being shown is what they did but they’re not convincing me that they’re capable of it. It was a cool entrance tho. idk if it’s his face or his acting. Also jae i and ri an isn’t convincing me that they had a strong relationship or they cared very much.

Kang Ha, him being the clueless new kid actually annoyed me for once and the plot twist if him actually having a motive for everything was okay ig. Which only tells me that he did his job pretty well. His character is overbearingly chippy. Good Job kid, you’ve convinced me. What irks me is the choices he makes to do his revenge. Not sure it’s working well. He doesn’t seem very bright so it’s hard to root for him. The writers could do better at writing his character.

Hera is actually giving me mean girl, the overly flirtatious party girl. I think the actress played her well.

So far the plot is interesting. But we’ve been there done that. I almost don’t care to know more about the mysteries tho. I’m probably going to finish it just because I’ve already started. The sets are very aesthetically pleasing in a dystopian way. Like the school kinda look like underground bunkers but fancy. The main characters aren’t giving much though. Again, if we compare it to penthouse and sky castle. Most of the kids there were only starting out as well but they acted their ass off.

[enmi-land]

DIAAA, I hope you had a great day/night!

I am LIKE super-excited for the jjk fic!! ADJDJD – I LOVE the jjk universee!! 😭 & the first idea you told 🐰anon!! the goodwill event, right?? where the kyoto & the main school have like this competition?? & ADKDJD – I think Kiara would defo get along with Utahimee!! maybe she & some of the boys could be in like the kyoto schl branch & Mila & the rest of the boys could be in the main schl branch [ Ig it was Tokyo, Ionno? ] & OH MY LORD – what if Mila is like sort of from a privileged clan like the zenin clan?? I meannn, she‘s canonically from a wealthy fam & I totally think she would fit in a misogynistic clan like the Zenins, cause yk? they prefer the male kids & since Mila is canonically a high-achiever who aims to meet other‘s expectations & strive hard to prove others wrong! like yk? maybe a sunshine version of Maki?? & speaking of Maki, I feel like she & Mila would defo be the ‘black cat x sunshine’ trope!! Maybe like Yuta, Mila could like admire Maki! & GOJOOO, [ I love him & I miss him, please include him 🥺 ] I feel like once the manchild gets to know of the boys’ having a crush on his dear student(?), Mila, he like starts to tease them & tries to get them together!! & I can really see Nobara & Kiara teaming up to get the boys’ & Mila together!! & I really feel like they‘ll drag an exasperated Gumi & a clueless Yuji into their mission!! & I can totally see Yuji & Sunoo being besties!!

– 🐍anon

[ sorry for the VERY-VERY long message😭 I just had these things in mind & I had to share them with you 😭 sorry if it was annoying lool ]

yesssss the goodwill event is sooooo fun 🥲 i had a little different train of thought from you- so i was going to make mila and the others part of like a different branch from korea, and have the two japanese branch students be like eagerly anticipating their arrival like gossiping about who is in the class and what their techniques might be (does this count as spoilers??) 🍄🍄 but ahhh trying not to say too much bc again don’t wanna spoil it before it even comes out, but i love the ideas you have going on!! kiara would defs vibe with maki when they first meet— maybe the two of them bond over weapons and stuff 👑👑 and yesss mila would defs be a sunshine type- her and nobara would probs get along rlly well too, like them complimenting each other’s fashion sense and planning to go shopping together 💅✨✨ imagine todo asking one of the boys what their type is, and them instantly replying “mila” and todo just crying tears of joy bc yeah they have amazing taste in women 😋 mila would deffo have a girl crush on maki ngl, like she’d just find her strong aura and determination so attractive — and especially if they’re both from clans who don’t view women as highly… like mila is defs a princess of some well known clan, and probs is a disappointment bc she’s the only child of the main family, but she’s a girl, so when she sees maki and learns about her history, mila is all 🤩🤩 the boys will have to fight to drag mila away from maki lol 🌝 as for gojo (he shall be missed), riki would defs bother him all the time trying to provoke him into deactivating his infinity so he can have a go at the so called “strongest sorcerer” 🤺🤺 meanwhile mila silently fangirls over him with miwa (omg 2mi???) like “omg he’s so cool” which only fuels the boys need to try and one up him even more 😆

but ahhh hopefully this doesn’t spoil too much lol bc I haven’t written the jjk segment yet 😆 but don’t apologise for sharing!! I actually love asks like this- esp rlly long ones bc it also gets my brain thinking as well so thank youuuuu and love you mwah mwah 🌻💛

[vxnillite]

fluffy ZNoah drabble

Summary: it's just them training with gay tension and pining i cant come up with titles to save my life, sorry

Word count: 2212

[Edit: ok so i forgot to post this on ig, but then thought to edit it while i was here. nothing much changed, it even got 4 words shorter lol]

"I'm clocking out early today."

Kroi looked up from his work with genuine surprise. "But you're usually the last one out," he said.

Noah talked as they packed a small backpack with their water bottle and a change of clothes. They shrugged. "Z's giving me self-defense training or whatever."

"You agreed?"

"Shocked myself, too, actually." Noah slung a single strap over their left shoulder. "But she did have a point. She doesn't always come along for the school visits, and while the Na'vi are really skilled fighters, I guess it wouldn't be a bad thing if I were able to defend myself."

Grace emerged from the adjoined room. She looked oodly smug as she asked, "Is that the only reason?"

Noah raised a brow. "Should there be another?"

Kroi and Grace exchanged looks but said nothing. The latter smiled and patted Noah on the shoulder.

"Well, you've done enough at the lab today," she said, "Great work, as always."

The young scientist couldn't help but blush a bit, a bubble of pride swelling in their chest. They smiled. "Thanks, Grace."

"Alright, go get your strictly necessary training."

Kroi beamed, "See you at dinner, Noah!"

A slightly perplexed Noah waved goodbye as they left through the vacuum doors of the lab. They haven't told a soul, but they'd begun to notice the weird pattern of reaction whenever they mentioned the soldier to their friends, but Noah had never thought much of it, except that it was probably just a bunch of friendly yet fruitless teasing.

When the doors hissed to a close, then the other two scientists burst into lighthearted laughter.

"How are they so clueless," Kroi mused, "Z-Dog could outright tell Noah and they still wouldn't believe her."

"I made a bet with Dr. Patel that Noah might notice in two weeks."

The doctor mentioned chimed in from the other room, "You might as well hand me the money now, Dr. Augustine. That kid's never gonna notice that soldier girl's got a crush on them."

----------

Noah's phone buzzed incessantly while they were on their way to the SecOps wing, much to their annoyance. They already knew who was blowing their phone up and thought it better to just walk the entire way in relative peace. A few paces later, their phone still wouldn't shut up, so Noah yanked their phone out of their pocket and read the messages.

'u out yet?'

'where r u'

'hurry up im bored'

'stop ignoring my texts'

'damn u slow'

"Puta, ingay," Noah muttered to themselves as they punched in a response.

'omw :P'

'walk faster'

'no'

'oh i forgot'

'short legs ;)'

With a sharp click of the tongue, Noah quickly shoved their phone back in their pocket. The thought of just turning right back around and heading to their sleeping quarters instead seemed rather enticing now. As of late, Z had become bolder with teasing Noah around like that, and it's been driving them insane. The dumb jokes and that stupid laugh she made whenever she got a reaction out of Noah… All of it would be stuck in their head for hours, and Noah didn't know how to deal with it.

They started walking faster as they recognized the corridor leading to the SecOps training rooms. The volume of soldiers passing by was growing by the meter. Noah could feel the confused looks that some were throwing at them, while others, thankfully, seemed like they didn't give a crap about the scientist.

Noah looked closely at the room labels placed above the doors, trying to recall the room number Z had told them to go to—without much success.

Just how many training rooms do a bunch of these grease monkey musclebrains need?

Unfortunately, after racking their brain a bit more in vain, Noah had no choice but to ask Z. They were impatient enough as is, and they genuinely couldn't remember that tiny bit of information to save their life. They groaned as they pulled their phone back out of their pocket.

'room?'

'u forgot? :('

'nvm im going back'

Somewhere beside Noah, a bubblegum popped. "And, here I thought you were excited for training."

Noah jumped back a bit at Z just suddenly materializing in front of them. How did they not notice her?

Quickly composing themselves, Noah cleared their throat and said, "Stop playing games already. You were the one telling me to hurry up, weren't you?"

Z chuckled as she ruffled the scientist's hair. "Just wanted to see you sooner," she said, "Is that so wrong?"

Noah frantically pushed the hand off their head and looked around at the crowd in a panic. "Ugh, can you even hear yourself," they chided in hushed tones, "Just—! Let's just get to training already!"

They stormed off, and Z, knowing better, chased after Noah and pulled them along to the training room they'd be using, which was in the opposite direction that Noah was marching off to. Upon arrival, Noah checked first if it was empty. It was one of their conditions for this series of self-defense training with Z. The latter agreed, actually finding it ideal for her, too.

Satisfied that there was nary a human being in the room aside from them, Noah put their backpack down on a bench and plopped down beside it.

They looked up at Z expectantly. "So, what are we gonna do first," they asked.

Z stood across them, arms crossed under her chest. "First, have you ever had any sort of physical training before?"

Noah recounted their experiences on their fingers. "Failed high school phys-ed, used medical notes throughout college… Oh, and Kevin tried teaching me, but I guess I was a terrible student because I didn't learn shit."

"Oh, wow," Z chuckled, "We better get started then." 

The soldier cocked her head towards the small black bin by the door and spat the gum in her mouth straight in. The small spectacle shouldn't have been of any note to Noah, but it was. The fact lingered in the back of their mind, but they did their best to not let it show.

"Warm-up first," Z said as she motioned Noah over to the mat, "Some basic stretches can't be too hard for you, right?"

Noah snickered, "Don't count on it yet."

"Alright, nerd. Just follow my lead."

Z started doing some basic stretches. Noah seemed to be following along okay, but they kept tumbling over or losing their balance. At some point, it concerned Z, and she stopped stretching. When she spared Noah a little exasperated stare, the scientist stood up and looked back at her, confused.

"What's wrong?"

"Do the stretch we just did."

Although their brow was still raised, Noah just shrugged, then went back into the stretch. Z walked around them, humming in thought. When she came back to her spot, she had her conclusion.

"Your posture sucks, Noah," she said, trying not to laugh.

Noah immediately straightened up and clutched their braids, their eyes averted from Z in embarrassment in a fruitless attempt to hide their blushing face and ears. "Stop fucking giggling, you pinhead," they retorted, "It's not that bad!"

"Dude," the soldier wheezed, "It's why you keep falling over. It is that bad."

Noah twisted on their heel and began to storm off when Z caught their shoulders, then pulled them back towards the mat. "Don't just give up like that, idiot," she chuckled, "I didn't say I wouldn't help you."

"Still took a fucking sweet time to mock me, though," they huffed as they were dragged.

Z let them settle their feet back on the mat. "Alright, now do the stretch again."

"No."

"Noah."

"Ugh, fine."

A snarl and a string of curses came through as Noah redid the stretch. Z told them to relax as she went behind them and started correcting Noah's stance. But when she went to try and hold onto Noah's side, they jerked back and made a noise between a squeak and a yelp.

Noah, absolutely mortified, looked back at Z. It took the soldier a few seconds to process what she'd just heard.

"Was that… Was that you?"

Noah could feel their ears burning as frustration and humiliation created chaos within them. "You didn't fucking hear that!"

Z absolutely heard it, and she was suddenly in hysterics. "Noah, you're ticklish? Hah!"

"Shut the fuck up!"

"Oh my god. That's just cute," Z smirked, "Who would've thought?"

Noah thought their ticklishness was something stupid, embarrassing, and totally unbecoming of them — but never 'cute'. That tiny comment echoed in Noah's head, as well as the loud pounding of their heart. It felt extremely weird that, no matter how hard they thought, they couldn't come up with anything to snark back at Z with. So they just stood there, stunned, hair pulled over their reddened ears. The same couldn't be done to hide their face though, as it burned a deep, cherry red.

"You're blushing," the soldier teased.

Noah hissed, "I know that!"

Z's laughter trailed into a softer chuckle, then she asked, "How sensitive are you?"

Silence.

Z put a hand on her waist, looking expectantly at Noah. "I'm not trying to tease. I'm asking so I know how to help you in training."

Noah answered reluctantly, "It's really bad when I'm taken by surprise, like what you did just now. But I think if I see it coming…  it wouldn't bother me as much."

Having absorbed that little bit of information, Z went behind Noah again. As she guided them into the right position, she'd tell Noah beforehand if she was going to touch them and where. Noah still jerked back on reflex, but they tolerated the annoying tingling sensations until they actually eased into a sense of comfort. The feeling of Z's firm, heavy grip lingered on the areas she would touch, and it rendered Noah quite complacent to the soldier's instructions and helplessly flustered from the tiniest bits of praise.

When they got through the warm-up, Noah could barely feel their muscles burning over the heat they felt in their face. As soon as Z stepped away from them, Noah ran to the bench and chugged their water, purposefully turned away from Z as they mentally tried to calm themselves down.

It wasn't working that well.

"If you were that thirsty, you could've told me," Z said, both teasing and concerned. "And, don't drown yourself."

Noah drank almost the entire bottle of water and was panting as if they'd run a marathon when they put the tumbler down. They wiped away any stray water trails with the back of their hand, then turned back around to face Z.

"What's next," they huffed, expression steeled as if they weren't blushing crazily just moments ago.

Cute, Z thought. She stifled her laughter out of consideration for Noah's determination. "Alright, we'll start with the basics: just punching and kicking. Nothing too complicated"

An hour later, Noah was lying spread-eagled on the mat, drenched in sweat and eyes closed as they struggled to catch their breath. Every muscle in their body was screaming and Noah listened to their plea. They stayed still on the mat while Z looked on.

She snickered, "So, want to move on to lesson 2?"

Noah raised a middle finger at her, only for it to drop back down on the mat. They earned a hearty laugh from the soldier.

Z got her tumbler and Noah's towel from their bag, then handed both items to them, whom she had to pull up to a sitting position. They flung the towel on their head and started chugging down the bottle. It was empty in seconds.

"Ah, shit," they muttered, frowning at the empty bottle. Then they looked up at Z, their gaze soft and apologetic. "Sorry about that."

Z sat beside them. "Nah, it's fine," she said, "I've got an extra bottle in my bag."

"I'm real shitty at this physical stuff," Noah sighed. Training was rough, but halfway through it , they actually started having fun. They had to admit—and they really didn't expect it—their teacher was a pretty good one. But they couldn't help but feel bad about being so crap at following her directions at times.

Z laughed, "Yeah, you are." She patted Noah on the back and smiled. "But, you did good today. Tripped a few times, but hey, baby steps, right?"

Noah lightened up at the comment. "Right," they nodded. "Oh, by the way, I've got a pack of bubblegum in my bag. It's your favorite."

"You remember my favorite bubble gum flavor?"

"Uh, yeah, 'cus you're never not chewing on one."

Z suddenly tackled Noah into a headlock, laughing loudly as they tried to squirm out from under her arm to no avail.

"Isn't that sweet of you," she chuckled.

"Gago, bitawan mo nga 'ko!" [T/N: Let go of me!]

They tried pushing her off, but Noah's arms were twigs in strength compared to Z's. Yet as they cursed out the soldier, Noah was grinning and laughing along with her. Eventually, Z loosened her arm around their neck, and rested it over their shoulder. They didn't try to remove it.

"Same time tomorrow," they asked.

"You don't mind?"

Noah shook their head. Z grinned.

"It's a date, then."

[landograndprix]

okay so lando and I are dating. we're on that border between dating and calling each other bf / gf. I get pregnant and for some reason he ignores you when you tell him on instagram. I had planned on telling him in person but while we were chatting on and off one day he convinced me to do it via dms. for some mysterious reason he ignores me, doesn't answer my calls or texts or anything. I have no idea why he's being like this but I decide that all during the pregnancy I keep him updated with every bit of info I have, lots of photos and so on in the hopes that he sees them eventually 🥺

anyway I give birth to a pretty baby girl who giggles a lot and smiles at people. I'm out at a cafe with her and a friend of mine, and his family sit at a nearby table. his mum comments how she is a cute baby, reminds her of when her kids were the same age. lando joins a little later, sees me and he does not look happy. he and baby are both very charmed by each other though and I'm fighting for my life trying to find a way to tell him (and his family) that the baby is his

we end up talking away from the tables where everybody is, and he asks me why I ghosted him, how could I move on so quickly, who is the dad etc. I'm able to get him to stop talking long enough to say I kept reaching out for months, that even if I was ignored I still wanted him to know about her. he is ??????????ing and I show him the messages and he ??????????s even harder. he figures out I've been muted on ig (and that he caught an overly flirty friend on his phone but that he didn't think anything of it bc nothing was obviously wrong at first) etc so he unmutes me, we exchange (new) numbers and insists I catch him up on everything he missed. he keeps looking back over to where baby girl 🌹 is (with a friend of mine who is clueless about everything) and he's all 🥹 at her. we agree, we'll figure it all out

- 🌹 told you it ended happily!

😭 😭 still can't believe there's people out there who are lucky enough to dream like this 😭 😭 and y'all really always dream about girl!dad lando..am I the only one who thinks he gives big boy!dad vibes 😭 anyway, kinda jealous you get to experience this in your dreams 😂

[appreciatingtokrev]

my brain is going insane over photographer/filmer yamagishi and skater boarder makoto 😭😭 i feel both these professions fit their personalities honestly but yeyyyy

as mentioned makoto is a skateboard who has a growing fanbase of followers on his social media who check out his content that yamagishi helps him take. they're a fun duo, those two kids at the back of class that laugh so loud that its annoying /affectionate i love them sm

they kinda just are long time friends in the beginning but everyone thinks they're like dating n smth like that and they're just like huh cuz yk they're clueless idiots. then they kinda bring it up and become friends who kiss sometimes and use each other when they need to let out some steam, until yamagishi is just casually like ayo bro what are we. and they talk abt it n they're like yeah sure we can date ig..? but idk they're one of those relationships that are like maybe we won't put a label on this and just be happy in each other's company but they're also like letz experiment w what we want as a relationship and all.

but yeah they're kinda boyfriends definitely friends. maybe just friends who kiss but they have very intimate feelings for each other so they're just kinda lost but they're comfortable to be whatever as long as its w the other yk<3

also they love watching old highschool/coming of age movies together while cuddling but also while arguing at the tv abt stupid decisions the movie characters make. and if takkuya is in this au too yamagishi and makoto individually like rambling to the couple abt their partner bcuz they're frustrated n confused abt their relationship but also happy that they even have the other in their life and takkuya just look at each other in "that" way and when makoto/yamagishi ask them what the look was they say they won't tell them and let them figure it out for themselves. but they go on double dates, mostly to parks and theme parks but they went to a cafe once and collectively decided to never go to one all together again cuz they got kicked out bcuz they were too rowdy 😭😭

and if we rlly wanted this to be extra fun we'd add takehina into it, karate gf and nurse in training bf, just to have a bigger group 😇

anyways i love mizo mid so much im so normal abt them (im not)

killing tumblr it also didn’t give me a notif for this i hate this fucking website.

anyways hi taku!! you absolutely should go insane abt them you are doing everything right in your life fr <3 no but i am SO listening to everything you have to say you are so right abt them my god. i’m so sorry but i laughed at ‘skateboard makoto’ help i am now picturing him as an actual skateboard- adhjfgjdh. nodding along to all of this i am nodding so hard trust

oh yes we should def add takehina!! (btw the jobs you gave them?? so so true) after all takemichi is also part of mizo mid and i think excluding him is a crime. plus i love the friendship he & akkun have it’s slept on actually i think. i mean the whole first customer thing and stuff 😭 but this isn’t abt them afjhsjf so. back on topic

my brain is empty i had to make up too many haikyuu character assumptions for my qpp yesterday (i had to rate the characters without knowing them at all/while hardly knowing them (we watched the first three eps of season one together two or so months ago)) which was incredibly fun but now my creativity is on stand-by and i haven’t managed to active it again yet but yes i love them thank you

dw i am just as insane about the mizo mid. together we can give them the recongnition they deserve maybe

[trsrina]

—> GET TO KNOW ME

thanks for tagging me @hannikz <33

when is ur bday? 11/11

favourite colour? honestly can’t pick but blue & yellow

any pets? no but i used to have three turtles

height? 161cm but ive probably grown a few centimetres since i last measured

how many pairs of shoes do u own? i have three pairs that don’t fit anymore but i still keep them for some reason 😰 and my three pairs of plain white sneakers and a pair of black loafers for school (don’t ask me why i have so many) and three pairs of shoes i actually wear and a pair that’s still in the shoe box not worn at all

favourite song(s)? island by youha, you’re on your own kid, daylight, death by a thousand cuts by taylor swift, the perfect pair by beabadoobee, farewell neverland and our summer by txt, shooting star by xg and a lot more i forgot about

favourite movie? i love coco, barbie and the 12 dancing princesses, clueless and Aladdin the live action

ideal partner? giggles minatozaki sana but she technically she doesn’t know yet but like she technically kinda my wife already not delulu!!! also yang jungwon my side chick 🫶 ahem also alhaitham and xiao (without the angsty stuff) and ningguang sugar mommy 😳

do u want children? no 💀 i don’t ever plan of getting married at all rlly and 90% of children are annoying af

have u gotten in trouble with the law? ofc not

what colour socks r u wearing? navy with cat patterns

favourite music genre? I like anything rlly but mainly pop and i like bossa nova

how many pillows do u sleep with? one

what position do u sleep in? sideways usually facing the wall

smth u hate when sleeping? light and sounds im the type that has to sleep in complete darkness and silence

breakfast? usually just any kind of bread occasionally choco cakes with milk/choco milk/milk tea mixed with coffee

have u tried archery? no and i’d probably suck i can’t even aim on roblox 😭

favourite fruit? apples 🫶

r u a good liar? i can’t lie for my life well maybe sometimes if it’s for smith rlly serious

mbti? intp-t 😎

innie or outie? going out if it’s with ppl i enjoy being with

leftie or rightie? rightieee

favourite food? very unhealthy but chicken nuggets and beef 😰

favourite foreign food? i have an unhealthy obsession with shrimp tempura 🍤 and i love love love shabu shabu

r u clean or messy? usually clean but messy when im in a bad mood

favourite phrase? oh my god ig

how long do u take to get ready? approximately 15 mins if excluding my skincare routine and brushing my teeth and the time it takes for me to get out of bed but like including that it’s an hour im usually someone who’d be like 20 minutes early so no rush

do u talk to yourself? a concerning amount the psych ward is calling for their missing patient

do u sing to yourself? yes a lot

r u good at singing? not at all 💀

biggest fear? clowns, drowning, ghosts if real, serial killers, exams, my primary school class teachers (im telling u i was at the verge of tears every time they talked to me literal trauma), my science teacher last year, death and yeah pretty much most things

r u a gossip? definitely yes i gossip a lot

long or short hair? short hair like long hair is pretty but it seems rlly annoying

favourite subject? english cause im good at it

introvert or extrovert? introvert with strangers and ppl im not so close with but i suddenly become an extrovert with friends like I wouldn’t be shy at all and would approach random ppl if i wanted to

what makes u nervous? everything i have really bad anxiety like the lift is slow? im gonna be late even if i was 20 minutes early. haven’t done my assignments yet? the deadline is next month but still

who’s ur first real crush? my 1st grade classmate we used to be friends for a while and then he’s now an ass so we don’t rlly talk anymore

how many piercings? two, one on each earlobe

how many tattoos? none ofc but i would love to have some when im older

how fast can u run? average speed? but i have great stamina like i could run 15 laps max at a moderate speed

what colour is ur hair? very dark brown in the dark but a chocolate light brown under light idk i had multiple ppl ask me if i dyed my hair before tho i didn’t my mom says it’s bc of malnutrition

what colour are ur eyes? very dark brown almost black

what makes u angry? lots of things i have anger issues

do u like ur name? i used to hate it when i was younger bc it’s regularly used as a masculine name and i thought it was bad but now ive learnt to embrace it and it’s unique so great 👍 but I still not enjoy trying to explain it to ppl 😕

would u like a boy or girl if u had a child? girl

what are ur strengths? being early and flee the facility on roblox im like rlly good at that game

what are ur weaknesses? mention one thing about a father figure and im done for

what is the colour of ur bedspread? i have no idea what that is but i googled and i still don’t rlly understand but i think i have none sry my brain doesn’t work

what colour is ur bedroom? well i have this really really light blue wall colour basically white at first glance and brown wood furniture

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