#i was trying soooooo hard to figure out how to pose him so i could give him top scars..... no dice unfortunately

[b1gwings]

I dont even go here, i stumbled upon this situation while looking through dimension 20 fanart. But your style is poggers, so may i have a ragh or perhaps a figeroth, dealers' choice

HERE'S RAGH..... I figured i might draw him because i've drawn Fig a TON but i've never drawn Ragh before :) hope u like it!!!

[mattscoquette]

my experience meeting the triplets/ going to their tour ౨ৎ ⋆.˚ ✧

first i just wanna say, i am so so so insanely grateful to have attended both tours and to have met them twice. i’m not trying to brag or anything but a lot of people ask me and i figured it be easier for me to make one post rather than answer inbox questions a million times that get lost.

2/5/23 - let’s trip tour

i met the triplets for the first time during the let’s trip tour. i vividly remember being at work when the tickets went on sale and i was gonna go w my coworker but things fell thru and i went alone, and that alr was nerve wrecking enough. but i met a lot of cool people on line and everyone was super friendly. i got the pre-show small talk package, so i got to meet them before i saw them on stage. i also wrote them letters (idk if they ever opened them) but it was honestly fate when i stopped to drop them off in the present bin because there was a group of three girls in front of me so i wasn’t super rushed when i was meeting each triplet.

i met chris first! i was soooooo nervous but the second i started talking it all went away. the first thing i noticed was how small they are irl and immediately after was how fucking good chris smelled 😭 he was soo sweet. i told him how i loved watching their videos w my mom and that she was his favorite. i can’t rlly remember what else i talked about him with, and i tried to screen record my camera but i didn’t turn the mic on so i lost all the audio 😭😭

next was matttttt the loml. i was immediately soo comfortable around him, i was literally just talking like a normal conversation without even thinking. i asked him how the tour was going and he told me he was sad it was ending soon. and then i told him how one of my best friends is a triplet and we talked about that, he told me his dad is a twin and that everyone thinks he nick and chris are identical but they aren’t. he was so sweet and really listen to what you have to say, i had such a nice time talking with him.

when i met nick my auto pilot like shut off and i froze 😭😭 i literally out loud was like “i am so nervous” and he was so sweet about it, he hugged me a second time and was like “no don’t be it’s okay!” lmfaoo. i didn’t get to talk to him as long but i remember him telling me it was super nice to meet me after.

on line for the red carpet, i met madi! she was just walking around the venue, and she was over by me and i asked for a photo. she was soo sweet (and so pretty irl omfg). i didn’t wait in line for the red carpet for very long, i got merch, and then i did my photo w them :,) tbh i honestly don’t lovee it because i rlly don’t look the best in it lolol. bur ill pull thru and show u all. but this was back when u got to pick ur own poses and we all did hearts with one another (idk if that makes sense) and i stood next to my mannn😛😛

i look so diff now like i actually hate how i look when i met them but that’s beside the point 😭😭 but they all looked sooooo good. also for reference im about 5’3-5’4ish.

show-wise, it was sm more fun than the versus tour tbh. i got to see yung pleit perform and he opened w miss me and everyone was going insaneeeee. i was literally like one person behind the baracade, i was so close it was so so so cool. the triplets went on for maybe twenty minutes but they read the question i asked them which was so cool. and mary lou, jimmy, justin, and nate were all at my show!! they were on the balcony above the stage and were waving to us it was so cute. i had such a fun time at this show i wish i could go back

10/9/23 - the versus tour

this show was soooooo so so so special to me. i was going through a really really hard time. and this show made me so happy and gave me such a nice break from everything. this show wasn’t as close as the first show so i went to with my mom (she was team orange lol). i also got to meet some old online friends i made which was so nice :,) like the last tour, i got pre-show small talk. my only complaint though is that when i bought tickets backstage wasn’t available, some friends and i called the venue and they told us there was no backstage , but there actually was :( but im still sooooo grateful i got to meet them!

the order was the same as last time- chris, matt, then nick. i was so nervous about meeting them again, i literally almost forgot to take a pic w chris LMFAO. he was so sweet, he asked me how i was doing, if i was excited, all that good stuff. this time was a lot more rushed than the first, but i still got a decent amount of time with each triplet. i also got them each to draw me my fav angel numbers to get tattooed, i still haven’t gotten it yet but when i do i’ll post it :)

i was sooo nervous to meet matt again lmfao but as soon as i went up to him i felt fine. i complemented his outfit (he had on his white eeyore jacket 😭😭 so cute) and we took our picture and when i was leaving he told me it was rlly nice to meet me :,)) he is sooooooo pretty irl like his eyes r so blue and his earrings r so sparkly i was literally like in a trance. omfg.

nick was soo sweet he gave me such a big hug and was so smiley and asked how i was doing, same as chris. he also rested his head on mine when we took our pic togetherrr. he was so so kind.

my show was a monday so they had uploaded a podcast while i was on line for the red carpet, so i listened to that a bit while waiting. this tour we had pre-picked poses, but i did the hearts again. i stood in between matt and chris, and i said i wanted hearts and matt immediately did half the heart and put his arm around me so we did the heart tgth 😭😭

lowk not a fan of this pic either but :( so sweet. i love them so much. i also wore platform shoes this time lol so that gave me some height.

the show was so good! so much more entertaining than what the triplets did the first time. it was very engaging, and so fun to watch. lowk bitter i didn’t get picked to be matt’s teammate but we move. anyway. each challenge was so fun, me and my friend knew almost all the trivia questions they did 😭😭 and jenga was sooo stressful to watch lmfao it was so close the whole time, i think we had one of the longest jenga shows of the tour lmfao. chris ended up winning bc matt dropped the jenga tower and they were both tied. it was such a fun experience im so grateful to have gone !

© mattscoquette

[iammarriedtomothman]

Meet Cute (again)

All Gio had wanted was a new model for his latest piece. Yes he had plenty of beautiful people waltzing around the estate but he wasn’t sure how willing they would be to sit and pose for four hours at a time.

No, he needed a professional, it had been much too long since a museum had seen a Scarafaggio original and now was time. 

He had entrusted his Lex to pick his model, his muse for the week. And maybe that was a mistake, he had been moping around the estate for too long now and they had noticed. True he had a wonderful enclave of people in what he jokingly referred to as “the estates private collection” but he missed his masterpiece. 

Y/N

They had died young again a few years back. Poisoned by a man they had married. He thought that if he stepped out of the picture their next lifecycle they would be safe, wouldn’t die young like they had every time he found them again. But the universe was cruel and he watched from afar at their funeral yet again. 

He had met them in ancient Rome, he was still relatively naïve to humanity but he felt a pull to them, their kind eyes, warm smile. They were sunshine to him, and he fell quickly. He painted them almost everyday, trying his best to capture their beauty. He had a few weeks with them before sickness took them. He had only them in memory and paintings now. He found them again a few years later, they had no idea who he was but their kind eyes still sparkled with affection for him. 

And thus the cycle continued, he held them close and tried to capture their beauty. He tried to protect them, keep them healthy and safe. But they would die young regardless. 

He had loved them and lost them too many times and each go round was a chip at his heart. So he grew bitter and closed off. Allowing only a few inside.

Maybe Lex had grown tired of him staring longingly at their portrait in the side room of his studio, where he would lock himself in days at a time. He had filled the room with the paintings of them and the others over the years. They always had those kind eyes that filled with adoration for him. 

 Lex cleared her throat, startling him as he tore his eyes away from thier portrait. “Porca miseria Lex!”

“Sorry Boss I thought you would have heard me coming, your model is here”

“Thank you Lex” and with that he closed the doors to the small room and went to greet his guest. 

But when he went to go greet them he halted. If he ever had the need to breathe his breath would have hitched. His Y/N was standing right in front of him. Standing next to an old beat up red car, their smile is still wide, eyes that meet his, still kind and loving. 

“H-hello, I’m Y/N, I’ll be your model” And their voice is still sweet even when they’re nervous. “Hello, I’m Scarafaggio Shoggoth but you may call me Gio, everyone does” He extended his hand  “You come highly recommended and I must say, I look forward to working with you” he was going to kill Lex, or thank her immensely, it was really depending on how this all panned out.

They shook his hand and time stopped, they still felt the same in his hand and he stopped himself from raising it to his mouth to press a kiss into it like he had done so many times over.

He set them up in his studio, he wondered if they felt comfortable, like they felt they had always lived here, as their body language showed them relaxed. He rolled up his sleeves and got to work, a million emotions rolling through him but, he was more guarded, how many times could he lose them again, maybe just one painting would be enough to sustain him?

“Soooooo” they spoke up, cutting the silence

“What?” he barked and immediately hated himself, he never wanted to speak a cross word to them in his existence, but better to keep his heart at a distance. He winced as they shrunk back a bit, their eyebrows shot up “n-nothing, just you know, most clients listen to music or at the very least make small talk. I just thought we could get to know each other since, we’ll be spending a long amount of time together” He sunk back behind his painting “I can put on some classical music if you’d like but I’m not sure you’d like my conversations” A few minutes ticked by, now filled with soft classical music “So, um, what do you do for work?” He laughed through his nose, if only they knew, “art” he replied. “Well, I’m a botanist but it surprisingly doesn't pay well, go figure. So I took up modeling on the side” and with that they talked through their entire session, it was always like them to break through his tough shell no matter how hard he tried to keep it up.

He kept asking them to come back, he needed them to come back, he wanted to hear them again, see them close to what they had looked before, laid practically naked over a chair, ethereally beautiful. One day they let out a soft laugh through their nose, a noise he missed dearly. “Something funny?” he asked, working on their shading. “No, it’s just… I don’t know Déjà vu? It feels like I’ve been here before, like this house seems familiar?”

He faltered, did they know? Had they figured it out? “Oh well, a trick of the mind I guess, all big houses look alike” He mentally sighed in relief and went back to painting, hoping that as mean as he was, he could keep their distance. Paint them until he got just enough to sustain him and then send them away, let them live a normal life, hopefully a long one this time.

But of course they were curious, and a wanderer. He had only got up for a minute to get them some water. Perhaps it was a ploy by them to distract him, he could have gotten one of his clones to get it but he wanted to do this for them, a slip up by him. When he got back they weren't in the chaise, they weren't even in the studio. His panic only worsened when he saw his private side room door open. The room with his personal collection, where all the portraits of them were stored. He dropped the glass, and ran to the room praying he had simply forgotten to close it. He shoved the door open quickly in a panic, and there they were, staring at themself from 300 years ago. A look of worry and fear across their face. “Y/N, my darling please” He begged as he reached out to gently grab their hand, the pet name all too natural, was a mistake. “Don’t.” He flinched, their words sharp and demanding, making his stomach drop “Don’t, don’t call me that, not when you have all of these paintings of me” their eyes filling with tears “not when you’ve been staring at me practically naked for a week now” They slapped his outstretched hand away “don’t touch me you creep!” They shoved past him, grabbing their bag and running out the door. He watched as they ran, not wanting to chase them. As he heard the front door slam and their car rev up, he accepted solemnly that they had made their decision, and done as he had hoped anyway, left him alone for them to live a normal life. So why did it feel so bad, why did it feel like his unbeating heart was shattered? He sunk to the floor, the reason clear, it’s because they hated him, in all of their lives they either loved him or ignored him, but never hated him. He had never wanted to cause them pain or suffering, he only wanted to protect them. He stood up eventually and stared at his unfinished art piece, anger at himself boiling up inside, he couldn't destroy it, the only thing left of them, but he needed to destroy something. His studio was in shambles when Zhuk found him, anger spent, now numbly staring at the tumblr full of netherworld quality booze. Everything was destroyed except their unfinished portrait. which stood neatly on its easel. “I messed it up Zhuk” He told him emotionlessly “Then fix it, durak” Zhuk replied. Gio flinched at this cold response but he was right, he needed to fix it.

 So he reached out, using the number they had given him, begging for just a chance to explain himself. Luckily they had in fact been putting things together over the times they had visited. “I found it weird I already knew where the bathroom was, and how I knew that there’s a tricky turn at the entrance” They explained to him as he walked them back to the portrait room “things got to much just for Déjà vu to explain and after the paintings, it just began to come together”

 He nodded as he guided them to the portrait room “Yes, you and a couple of others are a rare soul, one that will continue to be reborn time and time again” He held such restraint around them, wanting nothing more than to hold them against him again, overjoyed they had given him a second chance. “You see, it’s said that sometimes a love is so strong that one lifetime isn’t enough to live it, and that’s what is the case with you and the others” “Where did I meet you first?” they asked breathily after a few minutes of silence. Gio smiled and gently took their hand, leading them to the first Fresco he painted of them “Rome in the first century” it felt so good to have them hand in his again “You and I were buying wine and there was only one left. You insisted I take it and that you didn’t really want it, so I offered we share it” He chuckled “we shared a bottle and then a beautiful few weeks together before you passed” “And this one?” They were pointing to the golden framed portrait of them, they looked almost the same as they did back then, they had only changed their hair.  “That was you in 1842, you lived here then and were the head of the house, you made everyone's day so much brighter” He tested the waters by bringing their hand to his mouth, pressing a loving kiss onto their knuckles. “Mine especially” Luckily, they didn’t flinch or tug their hand away, instead they sighed happily, still looking at their old portrait. “I was so beautiful”

He chuckled and turned to them, elated to see their eyes were shining yet again in adoration and love

“My darling you are still as lovely as the day I met you centuries ago” Lovingly stroking their face. They smiled and leaned into his touch, “I can’t explain it, but this feels so familiar, it makes me feel safe and warm, like I’ve done this countless times with you” His heart soared in happiness “Then I will spend everyday until eternity making you feel this way my love” He smiled softly at his little spot of sunshine “may I risk making a complete fool of myself by asking if I can kiss you?” He asked nervously They giggled softly, making his heart flutter with love “Well, it seems like the obvious thing to do” He smiled as he cupped their face, the feeling of their soft skin never truly gone from his memory. He pressed his lips gently to theirs, his moon was home again he would finally have the courage to do everything in his power to make sure he never let them go again.

[parkerrogersgirl]

Happy Accident Part XIII

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Word Count: 1,727

Warnings: Lots of feelings 

Summary: After he saves you from being injured at the gym, THE Steve Rogers asks you out. Little by little, you start falling in love with every part of him, his quirks, his old-fashionedness, and his charm. But are you ready to let your guard down and let him in?

A/N: Y’ALL I am SO sorry this is late. It’s been a rough past few weeks and I had no motivation to write this so I’m sorry. I’m having a really hard time writing this 

Catch up here!

Masterlist

Steve sets you down, kissing your forehead before going over to his closet to get dressed. You unzip your bag, settling on your warm skinny jeans and a long-sleeved shirt. You shimmy out of Steve’s shirt, sliding on your pants. You feel hands on your hips, and Steve kisses your neck.

“You look delicious half-naked. But not nearly as good as you do when you’re completely naked.”

“Babe I gotta get dressed,” you giggle, and he squeezes your ass gently.

“Do you really, though? We could just stay here and be naked all day.”

You turn around, glaring at him, “I was promised the Steve Rogers tour. I will get the Steve Rogers tour. We can take each others’ clothes off when we get back.”

He smirks, “you’re hot when you’re irritated.”

You turn back around, putting on your bra, followed by your shirt. You grab your scarf and Steve turns you around, kissing you deeply.

“Ready for the Official Steve Rogers Tour™, doll?” He grins at you.

“Of course. I can’t wait to walk through the steps of teeny tiny Cap.”

He groans, “PLEASE NEVER CALL ME THAT AGAIN.”

You laugh and walk downstairs with Steve, putting on your socks and boots. He helps you into your jacket and you put on your scarf, putting your hands on your hips to stand in superhero pose. He puts on and zips his jacket, kissing the tip of your nose. He takes your hand and walks outside, and you shiver. He puts an arm around your shoulder, pulling you close.

“Alright, so you’ve already been to my childhood home. I’ve gotten beat up in pretty much every alley within 5 blocks of the house. Bucky came to my rescue often, but a lot of the time I just ended up with a lot of bruises.”

You roll your eyes, looking up at him, “and why would you get in fights?”

“It was mostly against bullies. I was trying to stick up for the little guy. Most of them were picking on other guys and I tried to defend them.”

You turn and kiss him softly, “so you were like a tiny, fierce guardian angel kind of?”

He laughs, kissing you back, “I guess so. And you’re my angel.”

You giggle and keep walking with him.

He points to a house slightly bigger than his own, “that’s Buck’s old house. I used to go over there and listen to games on the radio with him after school and on weekends. Now he lives in Stark Tower. He rents out this house, and I think it’s because we both know he’d never be able to sell it. I could live in the Tower, but I like my house now. There are too many memories. And it’d be hard to sneak you into the Tower.” He winks at you.

“Can you not bring guests?”

“We can, it’s just hard to do. There are certain rooms guests can’t go in, and we have to be careful about what we say. It’s just easier to not bring guests. And in your case, I’m just not ready to share you yet.”

You frown a little, “will I ever get to meet the rest of the team?”

He nudges you gently, “of course. I just have to figure out a time when everyone will be there.”

“Okay. I wasn’t trying to pressure you, by the way. I was just asking.”

He kisses the top of your head, “I know, doll. Relax.” You start to walk past an obviously newly renovated school. Everything is shiny and everything on the playground is in mint condition. “This is where I went to school. I went here up to 8th grade, and Bucky showed up my last year. We had seen each other around the neighborhood since we were neighbors, but we actually became friends at school.”

You grin at him, “you know, not many people can say they’ve had the same best friend for 80 years.”

“Yeah, yeah. I’ll get you back for that.” He moves his hand and squeezes your ass as you walk.

“Steve, we’re next to a school. What if someone sees?”

He moves you into the alley between the school and another building so you can’t be seen, “no one can see,” he says before leaning down to kiss you hungrily. You moan into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck. He bites your lip, deepening the kiss while squeezing your ass. You feel a fire igniting in your core. He pulls away to catch his breath, smirking at you, “that’s one thing that never happened to me in a Brooklyn alley.”

You blush and take his hand, leading him back out onto the street, “that was nice.”

“Just nice? I’m wounded.” He puts a hand over his chest, pretending to clutch his heart.

You nudge him, rolling your eyes, “sweetheart, every kiss we share is incredible. Nice doesn’t even begin to cover it. It was phenomenal. It even turned me on a little,” you wink.

He groans, slowing down his pace, “maybe we should go back to my place.”

You frown, glaring at him, “are we done with the tour yet?” “No?” He raises an eyebrow inquisitively.

“Then we’re not going back,” you stick your tongue out at him.

He groans, leading you down the street and pointing to an abandoned factory, “my mom worked there till it got shut down after the war. They made all kinds of stuff to send overseas.”

“I bet your mom fit right in, considering she made you and you went overseas.” You start laughing so hard you have to stop walking, leaning against a wall to compose yourself.

He rolls his eyes, “you think you’re SOOOOOO funny, don’t you?”

“Yes, actually, I do,” you say as you get your shit together. You take his hand and start walking with him again. You walk a few more blocks and Steve stops in front of a small, family-owned diner.

“Wanna grab lunch, babe? We’ve been walking for a while.”

“Okay, sounds good. What history does this place have with you?”

He laughs as he leads you inside, kissing your hand, “I’ll tell you when we sit down.” You sit down in a booth and Steve sits across from you. He takes your hands, kissing the back of each. “Storytime?” You grin at him.

He sighs, looking into your eyes, “you are almost too curious for your own good.” He laughs, “it’s not even a huge story. It’s just that whenever Buck met a girl, he’d find me some random girl and we’d all come here to get milkshakes and stuff. Of course, my ‘date’ was more interested in Bucky and I was just stuck in the corner not saying anything. Bucky tried, though. He’s a good guy. He tried to let me follow him around because everyone thought I was just some stupid shrimp.”

You frown, leaning over the table to kiss him softly, “I’m sorry, sweetheart.”

He brushes your hair out of your face, shaking his head, “don’t. I have you now. That’s all that matters. It’s so much better being in love than just going out on a double date with my best friend and two girls I don’t know, especially when neither of the girls ever showed me any interest.”

The waitress comes over and Steve takes one of your hands. You order a grilled cheese and tomato soup with a Coke, and he orders French Toast, along with a large chocolate milkshake. The waitress smiles and takes your menus, walking away.

You raise an eyebrow at him, “you got a milkshake?”

“Of course, gotta be cliché and share a shake with my best girl,” he winks at you. “So tell me about your childhood. I know about your brother, but you haven’t mentioned your parents at all. You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”

You sigh, biting your lip as you squirm a little, “my parents and I aren’t close, to put it lightly. I was born in Philly. I have one brother, and you know how that turned out. My dad abused me and my brother when we were kids. I worked my ass off and got stellar grades and worked two jobs to save money. The day after I graduated high school, I got out of there and moved to New York to go to NYU. I got an apartment and now I’m working on my criminal justice degree. I haven’t heard from my parent since I moved out, and I don’t regret that decision.” You look away, drawing circles on the table.

Steve pulls up your chin, looking into your eyes, “hey, it’s okay. Thank you for trusting me with that information.”

“I figured that you needed to know why I never talk about my family. And why I keep myself busy all the time. I don’t need free time to have to worry about what life would be like if I’d had a functional family. I left and I’m better off.” You’re crying now, and you go quiet as the waitress comes over, setting your drinks on the table before walking away.

Steve stands up, coming around to sit down next to you, wrapping an arm around your waist, “shhh you’re okay. I’m here. Just breathe, relax. I’m proud of you for getting out of there. You knew that it wasn’t normal or healthy, so you did the right thing and ran. You’re so brave, you’re my strong girl. I’m so proud of you.” He leans over, kissing the top of your head as he wipes your tears. You look up into his eyes, which are a mix of bluish-grey since he’s upset for you, “Thank you, Steve. I love you.”

He kisses your forehead, “I love you too, (Y/N).” He goes back over to the other side of the booth and sits down, taking a sip of his milkshake. “Mmm babe you gotta try this, it’s so good.” He smiles and slides it over to you.

You grab the extra straw and try it, “wow. That’s really really good.”

The waitress brings over your food and places it in front of each of you.

Steve takes a deep breath, taking a bite of toast before looking into your eyes, “I have a question.”

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[kitashiwrites]

I was tagged to do this by the lovely @buggitybooks to do this! I tag whomever wants to do this!

1. Are you named after someone?
Nope!

2. When was the last time you cried?
Full on crying, a couple weeks ago on my way to work, though I honestly don’t remember why now. But sort of a couple of days ago on my way home from work, thinking about my grandma & how much I miss her. 💚

3. Do you like your handwriting? Well enough lol I prefer it when I’m not rushing lol

4. What’s your favourite lunch meat? Ham

5. Do you have kids?
Nope!

6. If you were another person, would you be friends with you?
I like to think I am a friendly person, so yes?

7. Do you use sarcasm?
Sarcasm: Learn it. Live it. Love it.

8. Do you still have your tonsils?
I do!

9. Would you bungee jump? I’m honestly not sure. Maybe lol Depends if someone was doing it with me, & chances are after I’d be the one yelling “LET’S GO AGAIN :D” lol


10. What is your favourite kind of cereal? So I always loved Frosted Cheerios & Cinnamon Toast Crunch, but no one else in my house will eat them, so I went with my next favorite that everyone else will eat, which is Honey Nut Cheerio lol

11. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off?
Always.

12. Do you think you’re a strong person?
Yeah, I do. But I firmly believe that the reason for my strength is my reliance on God. I am nothing without Him. (I’m keeping Sus’s answer because she said it better than I ever could)

13. What is your favourite ice cream? Vanilla Chocolate Chip!

14. What is the first thing you notice about people?
In order: whether or not they smile, personality, & outfit.

15. What is your least favourite physical thing about yourself?
It’s my own fault, but I’ve been gaining weight from being too sedentary (I have a desk job that is hard to justify walking around a lot). It’s not bad yet & I’m working at trying to fix it, but it’s my least favorite thing about myself right now.

16. What colour pants and shoes are you wearing now?
I’m wearing jeans & black socks right now (no shoes in sight lol)

17. What are you listening to right now?
How Does a Moment Last Forever - Celine Dion

18. If you were a crayon, what colour would you be?
Blue Violet or Sage Green

19. Favourite smell?
Jasmine, cherry blossom, & rain <3

20. Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone?
My mom

21. Favourite sport to watch?
Baseball! :D Though during the Olympics I love figure skating like nobody’s business.

22. Hair colour?
Golden brown?

23. Eye colour?
Green!

24. Do you wear contacts?
Yes, though mostly if I’m going somewhere. Otherwise, glasses! (I’m the tiniest bit vain here lol)

25. Favourite food to eat?
Ok, so, I love food more than a lot of things on this earth, and I can’t answer this question. (Seconding Susanna soooooo much here.)

26. Scary movies or comedy?
Comedy. Screw scary movies. Eff that. (Seconding Susanna soooooo much again.)

27. Last movie you watched?
Beauty & the Beast, because I just went this afternoon with my family.

28. What colour shirt are you wearing?
Black & white plaid

29. Summer or winter?
Fall.

30. Hugs or kisses?

HUGS

31. What book are you currently reading?
Empire of Storms, but I’m kinda on hiatus right now.

32.What do you miss right now?
Having the energy to just stay up all night & work on projects (like fics. I swear Tarquin Chapter 4 is mostly done!)

33. What is on your mousepad?
Mousepad? Um, I have one at work with our Dept’s badge logo on it?

34. What is the last tv program you watched?
Dateline (I like crime shows)

35. What is the best sound?
A rainstorm

36. Rolling stones or the Beatles?
Aerosmith 😜

37. What is the furthest you’ve ever travelled?
Maryland (I’m from California, so…. yeah lol)

38. Do you have a special talent?
Um….I like to think I pick up how to do things pretty easily, or can work through problems posed to me pretty quickly? Also making ridiculously complicated objects that were never meant to exist in reality out of craft foam & other simple items from the craft store (a learned talent from being a cosplayer lol)

39. Where were you born?
California Central Valley, born & raised!