#idk if i want the dragon statue or the cool doctor

[thaleleah]

𝓖𝓸𝓭𝓵𝓮𝓼𝓼 (𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓞𝓷𝓮)

Pairing: Billy The Kid x Fem!Nun!Reader

Warnings: ***NON-CON***, Dub-Con, Dark!Billy, Virgin!Reader, Oral (female receiving), Fingering, P in V, Corruption Kink, Creampie, Possessive Behavior, Masturbation, Wet Dreams/Sex Dreams, Seduction, Emotional Manipulation, Religion and Religious Beliefs, Explicit talk of gunshot wounds, blood, and the bullet's removal (kinda? Idk if it's explicit explicit, but its a little more than just mentioned), Mention of physical abuse/child abuse (not from Billy), Childhood Trauma, Mention of alcoholism, Moral/Religious conflict within one's self, My bad Spanish, Nun breaking her vows, Probably too quick of a healing process to be fucking someone but I'm not a doctor so 🤷🏻‍♀️, Using the word "drawers" instead of "panties" which is kinda cringe to me but I wanted to be somewhat accurate

Word Count: 9.6K

A/N: Billy's passed out for most of this but I hope y'all like it anyway. Please know I'm posting this and then running away. Okay, byeeeeeeeeee

Summary: When Billy stumbles into your clinic, hurt and in desperate need of care and refuge, you don't hesitate to help him. Perhaps this is God's will. Perhaps He has brought him into your life to help heal the parts of him that the cruelness of the world has soiled and broken. You are a healer by trade, both of the physical body and of faith. If this is to be God's mission for you, then it shall be done. How could you have possibly known that the young man who begged for help that fateful night would turn out to be the devil himself?

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Translations:

Por Dios - Oh my God

Que Dios te bendiga - May God bless you

Qué sorpresa! - What a surprise!

Y él no quería que su mamá lo supiera. Así enterró la carne en el jardín - And he didn't want his mom to know. So he buried the meat in the garden

Pero el perro la desenterró y ella se descubrió de todos modos. Tuvo que lavar platos él solo por dos meses - But the dog dug it up and she found out anyway. He had to wash the dishes by himself for two months

Ese niño - That kid/child

Parece que era un buen amigo - Seems like he was a good friend

Sí, él era - Yes, he was

De nada - You're welcome

Gracias, Hermana - Thanks, Sister

They say the devil can take on many forms.

He is a demon figure - with the face of a goat, horns, hooves, and a blade pointed tail.

He is a great dragon - large and terrifying, destructive and formidable in the power he holds.

He is a roaring lion - hungry and fierce as he stalks God’s children, waiting for them to fall into his trap before he attacks them like prey.

But the devil was once God’s favorite angel, amazingly beautiful and wise. The angel of light, God’s morning star - a traitor now, a trickster . . . evil.

The Lord teaches love for all, compassion and understanding despite another’s upbringing or current situation. All humans are God’s children, all made in His perfect image, brothers and sisters in unity under His loving and eternal care. You are thankful to know this, grateful that you can feel His presence coursing through your veins despite the horror that you’ve come to face daily while working at the clinic. His gift to you is your endless drive to help those in need, sitting by the bedsides of the sick and dying, applying a cool rag to their sweaty foreheads, or spoon feeding them soup to give them strength when they are too weak to do it themselves. 

It is a taxing life, and the sorrow you feel when you cannot nurse someone back to health is ever present in your heart, but the Lord is clear in your life’s mission and you will be forever thankful for the lessons you learn in this lifetime. 

He has made you a healer, using you as a vessel for His healing touch for all you come across - regardless of wealth, status, religious affiliation, or criminal record. 

Which is why when he stumbles into the clinic during the late hours of the night, face pale and hand pressing hard to his side where blood is streaming through his fingers despite the pressure, you don’t hesitate to help him. 

You think you should have - should have let him bleed to death on the clinic floor. Would God have abandoned you if you had?

“Sister Maria!” You cry instead, running to the injured man and looping his arm around your shoulders to help him lean against you. “We need fresh towels and water! And sutures! Hurry!”

Sister Maria runs in the room, bedsheets still cradled in her arms from where she had been turning over a recently discharged patient’s room. She gasps at the scene, dropping the linens on the floor as she rushes to the main utility closet. You guide the man to a bed, helping him drop onto the thin mattress with a tortured groan. One of your hands splays over his, helping to maintain pressure on the wound until Sister Maria can bring in the needed supplies. Your other hand lays gently on his sweaty forehead, thumb caressing the straight line of his nose trying to soothe him. 

His baby blue eyes stare up at you through their pained haze. 

“P-please, help,”

The devil can take on many forms and carry many names.

And yet, despite all you’ve heard about who he is and what he’s done, you never once considered Billy the Kid to be one of them. 

Misguided and uncared for - sure, but never evil. 

He’s so young. You can’t even imagine what horrors he must have had to go through to lead him to the path that he’s on now.

Perhaps it’s fate that you’ve been brought together, an opportunity for you to spread the healing power of your Lord’s love and mend not only his body but his bruised heart as well. You’ve seen too many times where hardships have hardened the minds and spirits of others, caging them off from God as they struggle with their wavering faith. 

“Don’t you worry,” You say. “The Lord is here with us. He will see you through.”

Whether he groans from your words or the pain, you’re not sure.

Sister Maria is quick to grab the supplies, dumping them on the side table. She dunks a clean cloth in the water, wringing out the excess, but pauses when she sees his face. 

“Is that— ” 

“Nevermind that!” You hiss, pulling the cloth from her hand. 

You lift his shirt, exposing the injury and the dirt dusted skin framing it. It looks horrible, blood seeping from the laceration in a steady flow and a part of you is thankful that the sight of blood doesn’t make you immediately drop to the floor like your cousin, Paul. He gasps when you touch the cloth to the wound, blood immediately seeping into the white of the cloth and marring the pure color. 

His fingers dig into the fabric of his trousers, gripping it tight as he clenches his teeth against the pain. Your free hand rubs lightly against his forehead, trying to soothe him as best you can while you clean the wound. 

You think it must be God’s mercy that he passes out before you can pull the bullet out. The pain of the forceps digging into his body as you pulled out the thick ball of lead and the shock that would have come with it would have surely dragged him under had blood loss not gotten to him first. It’s better this way - he’s safer cradled in sleep’s loving hold rather than crying and jerking about as you try to save his life. 

Sister Maria holds a small bowl out in front of you with one hand while the other delicately holds his wrist, feeling his pulse between her dainty fingers.

The bullet comes out easy, your forceps finding the lead and guiding it out of the wound’s entrance with ease. It clanks as you drop it into the tiny bowl, and you send up prayers of thanks for allowing such a quick and simple removal. The grace of your Lord has certainly just saved this man’s life.

With quick fingers, you stitch him up, practiced movements securing the wound shut before covering it with a generous dressing of cloth to keep it clean from any dirt and debris. 

His sleep isn’t restful, the pinch in his brow and the way his cheeks twitch in the flickering candlelight of the small room make that clear. Your own brows pinch as you reach a hand out to trace the furrowed skin, smoothing it out with a gentle thumb. You don’t like seeing people suffer, but it’s more often than not that the people you come into contact with while working in the clinic are in pain, or suffering, or at Heaven’s doorstep. You help who you can and pray for the souls of the ones you can’t so they may be guided to God’s kingdom where they can live in an eternal paradise by His side. It always hurts when you can’t heal someone, the feeling of failure is a stark reminder that ultimately it is the Lord who chooses to give us life, and he can choose to take it away just as quickly. 

It feels different this time though, somehow more personal in a way you can’t understand. The young man before you still has his whole life ahead of him, still so much to do and so many lives to touch. The sins that he’s committed thus far can be forgiven, if only he lifts them up to Him and asks for forgiveness. You can feel it, deep in your bones, that you need to save this man. You can’t fail. 

He’s alive, for now. And you can only do your best to make sure he stays that way. 

“He cannot stay here,” Sister Maria says quietly, gathering the red stained water and rags. “They will find him.”

You nod, gathering the small bowl with the bullet remnant and the sutures kit. “We’ll keep him here tonight and move him to the back room in the morning after he’s rested a while,”

“No,” Sister Maria says. “He cannot stay here. Helping an outlaw is punishable by death. They will hang us,”

“God will not abandon us,” You say, firmly. “We are all His children, servants and outlaw alike. He wouldn’t want us to toss him out on the street to die.”

You look over your shoulder towards the sleeping man again. His brow is furrowed again, the sweat on his face glistening in the light. You sigh before turning back to Sister Maria. “Don’t worry, Sister. I’ll think of something,”

The pacifying words seem to offer Sister Maria no comfort, and her worried eyes snap upwards as she looks towards the ceiling, voice cracking as she breathes a pleading, “Por Dios,” up towards the roof. 

The room is silent to her plea.

You don’t leave Billy’s side the entire night, sitting in the chair directly next to the bed, dabbing at his heated face and neck with a damp washcloth and changing his bandage when the first one had soiled through. He wakes a few times during the night, icy blue eyes fluttering open and locking on yours for the briefest second before slipping closed once again, a quiet sigh escaping through his slightly parted lips. 

This is the hardest part - the waiting. Waiting to see if your hard work to heal someone was enough. You keep a close eye on him, looking for signs of pain or illness, keeping an eye on the injury site to try and prevent infection. You flushed it with alcohol during the dressing change, having found an extra bottle hiding in the supply closet while grabbing some fresh cloths. Supplies like alcohol for disinfecting, while needlessly abundant in saloons and brothels, are difficult to acquire for the clinic. You think it's foolish, wasting something that can be used for healing purposes on something as pointless as getting drunk. Your father had been a drunk, drinking away his cares and woes, his only goal was to make it to the bottom of a bottle. 

You wish you would have found it sooner so you could have actually disinfected the entire wound instead of just the outside and stitches, but this is better than nothing, you suppose. The smell as you pour it over his wound makes your stomach turn, reminding you of all the times your father came home reeking of the stuff, belly full of poison and his mind, hazed with drink, still evil enough to find your mother and make her suffer as if she were the reason he deemed himself a failure in life. Billy lets out a pained moan in his sleep, body subconsciously tensing in pain as the alcohol flushes the stitched up skin, but thankfully he doesn’t wake. You don’t want him to be in pain, but there’s a part of you that selfishly thinks he’s sharing your own pain, the memory of your childhood trauma somehow seeping into his brain as you recover his wound. 

You know it’s not true, but you’re thankful he’s there with you anyway. 

When morning arrives, you’re beyond exhausted. 

The night shift always takes more out of you than the day shift and your eyes have been threatening to close since the first rays of the sun started spreading across the dust covered floor of the clinic. 

Sister Ann and Sister Catherine arrive before the sun does, the first rays of it only starting to spill over the New Mexico horizon line when their footsteps echo through the entryway. You lean forward in your seat at the sound of them, glancing over at Billy’s still sleeping frame as Sister Ann’s gentle humming of a nursery song her mother used to sing to her spreads throughout the clinic. Quick footsteps cut through the song, the humming stopping entirely as frantic whispers sound from the entryway. And then three sets of running feet are getting closer to the corner room. 

“Oh, good heavens,” Sister Catherine breathes, eyes locked on the special patient taking up the small bed. 

Sister Ann has a dainty hand clasped against her mouth in shock and Sister Maria nervously wrings her own together from behind them. 

“He was hurt,” You say, immediately defensive of the injured man. “We couldn’t leave him to die. The Lord says–”

“You don’t need to preach to us, Sister y/n,” Sister Catherine interrupts. “It’s the right thing to do. The Lord is on our side.” She’s confident in her words, and it gives you comfort you didn’t know you needed to have your beliefs validated. But she pauses, eyes flickering once again to Billy before they meet yours - the fear in her brown orbs clear as day. “The law, on the other hand, will not be.” 

“We need to move him,” You say.

“To where?” Sister Ann whispers frantically. “The sheriff and his deputies are sure to show up here. They know he’s been shot, it’s only a matter of time.”

“It is a blessing they have not come already,” Sister Maria adds.

They’re right. With Billy injured, they have to know he couldn’t have gotten far. Their only saving grace is that the Sheriff more than likely would have never believed Billy would have come to the clinic for medical attention if on the run from the law. Perhaps holed up in some abandoned alley, bleeding out while propped up against a wall. Or maybe they think he tried riding out of town, desperate to get as far away from the people hunting him as possible before inevitably succumbing to his injuries and falling off his horse in a nearby field. 

You rise from the chair, leaning over the bed slightly to rest a gentle hand on Billy’s forehead. It’s still clammy against your palm and he shivers slightly in his sleep, subconsciously pressing his head a little harder against your hand looking for comfort in his pained state. He needs to get away from here, away from any prying eyes because if he’s found, his life on this Earth is over. He is in no position to run or fight for his life. The road to recovery for him is a long one if he hopes to heal well enough to regain his strength and usual mobility. The only thing he will have to look forward to if discovered before he can is a necklace of rope and a quick fall. 

“Help me get him to the back room,” You say, sternly. In moments of uncertainty and panic, someone needs to be the guiding light. Your fellow Sisters are still as stones in their spots, all in various states of distress as they look at the man who, if discovered under their care, could very well be the catalyst that marks the end of their missions here on Earth. The Lord brought Billy to you - you need to protect him. “He can stay in the alcove until we can figure out where to take him.”

“He cannot stay in the clinic!” Sister Maria exclaims. “They will surely check every room searching for him!”

“Trust me,” You soothe. “Please, Sister. We need to move him before they come or we will all surely pay the price.”

There is a short pause, but to your frantic brain it feels like an eternity before Sister Catherine nods and gently nudges Sister Ann to the opposite side of the bed. 

“Let’s hurry,” She says, reaching to pull away the thin blanket you threw over Billy’s shaking frame at some point during the night. “I fear we don’t have much time left.”

Together, the four of you lift Billy from the bed. It’s a struggle. Even for multiple women to carry a fully grown man, it's a task and a half just to get him from the small patient room to the back area of the clinic. He whines in his sleep, his wound jostling and stitches pulling from the regretfully poor stability you have on his body as you carry him. But, somehow, he doesn’t wake. 

The back room is small, but comparatively large compared to the patient’s rooms. The entire width is the size of two patient rooms combined, but that’s not giving it much grace. It makes you sick sometimes, to see people with money spending it on lavish items, large houses and grand parties just to show off their wealth when there are people in need all around whose lives would change if they only had a fraction of the wealth the ones in good standing do. As it is, the back room of the clinic is despairingly bare - limited backstock of supplies, linens, and food are scattered among the wooden shelves lining the room. If only those wealthy men who think to only fill their pockets would hear the Lord’s call to give to the needy instead. It would make your heart happy to see these shelves filled just once. 

There’s a small alcove in the back of the room that you and the other Sisters use when times prove most trying. On the days when things are difficult, emotions are too much for you to handle alone or a patient isn’t doing well and there’s nothing you can do other than wait and pray for their recovery, you visit the alcove. It's been adorned with simple yet revenant items, a small yet beautiful cross nailed to the center of the wall, a small ceramic dish holding a wooden beaded rosary placed on the floor below it, resting on a pleasantly fluffed up pillow - ready to help guide their prayer. 

Resting against the side wall of the alcove is a folded up cot. It’s not uncommon that one of the Sisters might have to sleep at the clinic during their off shift. More often than not, they are able to return to their lodgings to sleep and reenergize for their next shift. But there are times when too many people are injured, too many of the townspeople have fallen ill to whatever flu or illness that’s crossing through the town and all hands are needed here. The foldable cot is their home away from home, and while it might not be the most comfortable, you are thankful the Lord was able to provide it lest you be made to sleep on the floor behind the extra blankets neatly folded on the shelves. 

You all adjust your grips on the young man allowing for Sister Maria to release her hold and pull back the thick blanket shielding the entrance to the alcove. You grunt under the presence of the additional weight, the awkward grip you all have on him unhelpful in the way his limp body bears down on you all. Sister Maria is quick in tying back the privacy blanket so that it stays to one side, and works to wrangle open the finicky cot. Once it’s unrolled, you help in depositing Billy down onto the makeshift bed, quickly checking his wound to make sure no stitches accidentally ripped in the journey back here before turning to accept the fresh blanket Sister Ann hands you from the shelf. 

Billy’s brow is furrowed again, breathing a little harsher probably from the pain of being jostled. You lay out the blanket over top of him and pull it up to his chin, your hand reaching out to smooth the wrinkled skin between his eyes again. 

“What do we do now?” Sister Ann asks, and Sister Catherine pulls her hand away from where it was plucking nervously at the skin at the sides of her fingers.

“We wait,” She responds, cradling Sister Ann’s damaged hand delicately between her own. “We won’t be able to move him out of the clinic before the Sheriff arrives. We’ll have to keep him hidden here until then and pray they don’t find him.”

The thought of the Sheriff and his men finding Billy here makes your stomach churn. The undeniable fate that waits for you if he’s discovered is one that you’re willing to sacrifice. He’s come here for help, God has brought him here to you for your healing and protection and you can’t fail Him just because your humanity makes you fearful of your end. It’s supposed to be a beautiful thing - death. The moment when your soul on this Earth fulfills its mission here and your granted eternal life at the side of God in the Kingdom of Heaven. It’s what you’ve wanted your whole life, a life of peace and serenity that seems so out of reach here on the soil. Fear will not keep you from looking forward to it. But you’re not done here yet, you have many years left of helping others and spreading His love to those in need. This is not your end. But if it is, it’s worth the sacrifice to try to save Billy. 

You’ll hang with him, if need be. 

Your fellow Sisters though . . . the thought of them hanging for your own choice, regardless of if you think it was the right thing to do, makes you sick. Your decisions are your own, and they shouldn’t suffer for your choices. 

Billy’s forehead unwrinkles under your gentle fingers, and you can feel your heart break as you look down at him. He’s so young still, a young man just at the beginning of his life. He has so many fine years ahead of him. He’s handsome, fit and strong - he would make a fine husband for some lucky lady, a dutiful father for his children. He’s not as evil as they say. You’ve learned to trust your instincts when it comes to people. Sometimes the most misunderstood people are the kindest, and you can’t help but think Billy is the most misunderstood of all. You can’t sense a single whisper of badness in him. 

You stand up and pull the privacy blanket back in front of the alcove, hiding Billy from sight in the safety of God’s makeshift altar. Together, you and the other Sisters make your way out of the back room. A few rooms down a sickly man is coughing up a storm, and from how hard and continuous his coughs are, you know his throat is raw. Sister Ann shoots the rest of you a worried look, but turns to grab a water carafe off of a side table before rushing down the hall towards the coughing man and away from the current situation. 

“You can head back, Sister Maria,” You say, placing a calming hand on her shoulder. “Get some rest. It’s going to be a long day and we’re going to need you for the night shift.”

You can tell she’s torn, both wanting to stay and help in any way she can but seeming to know that there’s nothing she can do. All there is to do is wait. After a few moments, she nods, her own hand coming up to rest on top of yours. “Que Dios te bendiga,”

You watch as she makes her way towards the front, pushing open the wooden door before jerking to a halt. “Sheriff Garrett! Qué sorpresa!”

Her words sent a spark of panic through you. It’s so soon! You knew it was coming, but it’s still so incredibly soon. You had hoped for at least a while longer to try to gather your thoughts and think of a plan of where you can take Billy, but it feels like time moves slowly as the Sheriff and two of his deputies step into the clinic.

“Sister,” Garrett responds, respectfully tipping his hat. 

Even through your panic, you still feel a twinge of irritation. A gentleman would take off his hat, but you suppose it’s better than the two men standing behind him who do nothing but trail their eyes around the clinic's entrance suspiciously (and with a clear bout of judgment).

You know for a fact these men with gold lined pockets have never given so much as a dime to the clinic. 

Sister Maria turns back to look at you and Sister Catherine, desperation clear in her eyes and you're glad that none of the men are looking at her anymore or you think her obvious distress might have given you all away.

“Have a good rest, Sister,” You say, urging Sister Maria away. Thankfully, she listens, nodding to you and then Garrett before scurrying out the door. 

“How can we help you, Sheriff?” Sister Catherine asks. 

Garrett takes a few leisurely steps along the entryway, observing the interior of the clinic with the aura of a man who thinks he can see everything. You suspect he sees nothing at all. 

“I apologize for the interruption, Sisters. I know you’re hard at work," He says. “But we’re looking for an outlaw on the run.” He pauses, looking over at the two of you with pointed eyes. At your silence, he continues. “William H. Bonney, otherwise known as Billy the Kid,”

“Oh, dear,” Sister Catherine gasps. 

You feign concern also, bringing your fingers to your mouth as a sign of shock. Garrett nods in agreement at your supposed horror. 

“As you no doubt know he is a very dangerous, very unlawful, man,”

“So we’ve heard,” Sister Catherine says, nodding solemnly. “Is that what brings you in today?”

“Yes,” He says. “There was an altercation last night between him and I. I was able to shoot him so he is very hurt, but he got away before I could arrest him or finish the job.”

“Kinda stupid to come to a clinic when you’re a wanted outlaw, Pat,” One of the men behind Garrett grumbles. “We’re wasting our time here.”

You can’t help but agree, despite that being exactly what Billy did. But maybe that’s what makes it smart. You're hopeful that Garrett will listen to his friend, will assume that Billy couldn’t possibly be here and leave the clinic without investigating it. 

The small spark of hope dies as Garrett laughs without mirth. “The Kid’s not stupid. But we’re covering all our bases,” 

“Helloooooo,” A voice calls from another room opposite the patient still occasionally coughing up a lung. “Can someone please pay attention to the sick people around here? Hellooooooooooo?”

Sister Catherine smiles tightly. “Mr. Taylor,” She says by way of explanation. “A rather problematic patient here. He’s a good man, just impatient.”

Sister Ann’s voice can still be heard attempting to soothe her own charge, so Sister Catherine has no choice but to tend to Mr. Taylor. When she disappears from sight, you turn back to Garrett, trying your best to deter suspicion. 

“I can assure you, Sheriff, that we haven’t seen any sign of Mr. Bonney around here,” The lie leaves your lips far too easily for it to feel like the sin that it is.

Garrett nods, and you can tell he believes you, but puts his hands on his hips all the same, one hand pushing aside his coat to rest freely on the hilt of his gun. “Mind if we have a look around?”  

You force a smile on your face. “Not at all. As long as you don’t bother any of the patients. They need their rest,”

“Certainly,”

You lead him around the clinic allowing him and the deputies to search the rooms for their missing outlaw. When they get to Billy’s old room, the room they just vacated not minutes before the Sheriff arrived, you tell them that a patient was recently discharged and that you hadn’t had the time to turn over the room yet. 

“Why is there blood on ‘em?” One of the deputies asks, nodding to the blood stains still covering the stark white of the sheets. 

“A cooking accident,” You reply. “An incorrect knife hold can sometimes do that,”

Another lie. You feel this one a little more than the first. 

Eventually their search comes to the back room. You can’t keep them out, that would be too suspicious, so you allow them to walk through the half filled shelves. It's more than clear that there’s no place to hide anyone here other than the alcove and you're naively hoping they won’t even realize it’s there. 

It’s a large blanket hanging on the wall. Of course, they’re going to notice it. 

And, sure enough, one of the deputy’s eyes cut to the blanket. He heads towards it with a gruff “What’s behind here?” but you intercept him, rushing over to stand between him and the alcove.

The Sheriff and his deputies have their eyes on you now, each one closing in closer to you and the alcove, much too close for comfort.

“Sister,” Garrett says, voice stern with authority. “What’s behind the blanket?”

“It’s our place of prayer here,” You say, voice calm despite your nervousness. “Our altar.” You can’t mess up now. If you show any sign that you’re being untruthful, both you and Billy as well as your fellow Sisters out front will be on a one way trip to the courthouse. You’ll all die hanging from its top banister. “When healing doesn’t seem to be enough, it helps to have a place dedicated to God to call upon his everlasting power to perform miracles.”

Garrett nods. “Mind if we take a look?”

“Yes, actually. I do,” Your quick denial clearly catches him off guard, his eyebrows raising towards his hat. “Just as God bids us to modesty with our clothing, we must also show privacy and modesty in our places of worship. They’re sacred spaces. Surely you understand that, Sheriff,” 

The words feel like poison on your tongue. Using worship and prayer to cover up a lie is the catalyst that makes bile feel like it's rising in your throat. It’s not a lie, you have to remind yourself. It is a makeshift altar, you do use it as a place of worship and prayer. Just . . . not right at this moment. 

The reality of the situation is catching up with you, and you hide your slightly shaking hands by folding them together in front of you. You haven’t lied in years. You lied a lot as a child, a necessity of living with a father who’s anger could strike at a moment’s notice. You resented having to do it back then, forced to sin for the sake of trying to keep peace in the home. It’s much like the situation you find yourself in now, having to lie to try and protect another person. To protect yourself. 

When you found refuge at the convent all those years ago, you were told you would never have to be untruthful ever again.

“God is granting you freedom from your woes,” You were told, and you remember how light those words had made you feel. “Thank him for His good graces with your undying loyalty and strive to always be who He guides you to be.”

You hadn’t lied since, no matter how tough things seemed. Sickly patients lying on their deathbed, scared and begging you for any kind of reassurance that it wasn’t the end for them. You wouldn’t give them false hope. Instead, you would tell them to turn their worries to the Lord, clasping their hands in yours and praying with them.

“Your soul is strong, bright and ever-present,” You would tell them. Sometimes you would let them hold your rosary so they can find comfort in it. “The body is a temple, and we do our best in our life to care for it. You’ve done that. If it weakens now, it is because God is calling your soul back to Him.”

The guilt is clawing at your chest, but you force it back as best as you can as you meet Garrett’s eyes. “I ask that you don’t force us to desecrate that,” 

Garrett just stares at you, an unreadable expression on his face. One deputy just looks between you and Garrett, uncertain with how to proceed in the face of defying authority, and the other deputy that sneered at the thought of Billy even coming to the clinic scoffs at your words. 

“Listen, lady, the law–”

“John, enough,” Garrett interrupts, voice shockingly hard as his eyes cut to his deputy. “She’s a Sister and you’ll show her respect.”

You feel a quick spark of satisfaction at the way the deputy’s confident, power hungry facade dies under the Sheriff's ridicule. He mumbles a quick apology to which you accept with a nod despite how insincere it sounds. 

Garrett nods his head towards the door, silently gesturing for the other two to head towards the exit before he tips his hat at you directly, thanking you for your time and apologizing for any inconvenience their visit may have caused. 

You want to tell him it was no inconvenience at all, but you’ve already sinned enough today and you can’t bear the thought of intentionally adding to the tally without justified need. Instead you settle on curving your lips into a convincing smile, thanking the men in return for their brevity and understanding and wishing them a good rest of their day as you usher them out of the back room and towards the front entrance.

Every single muscle in your body relaxes once they are completely out of the clinic, relief washing over you as you whisper out a quick prayer of thanks to God for allowing everyone to get out of the overwhelmingly dangerous situation unscathed - at least for now. 

Sister Ann and Sister Catherine peek out of their respective rooms when they hear the front door swing shut, their wide eyes mimicking the relief you know is shown in your own. 

“I can’t believe they didn’t find him,” Sister Ann admits, and it pains your heart to see tears begin to well up in her eyes. “I thought this was truly the end for all of us.” 

You have her in your arms in an instant, cradling her small frame against your chest as she begins to cry in earnest. For as scary as it’s been for you so far, you can’t imagine what she’s been going through. Sister Ann and Sister Catherine have only known about Billy for less than no time at all. And yet, despite the short period of time between finding out about Billy, getting him into the alcove, and the entrance and departure of the Sheriff - you’re sure it probably felt like an eternity to her. 

“Hush now, Sister,” You whisper, running a soothing hand along her back. “You’re safe, I promise.”

Sister Catherine places one of her hands on Sister Ann’s back as well, but she’s looking at you when she speaks. “He still can’t stay here,”

You know that. You know. You got lucky that the Sheriff didn’t find Billy this time, but who's to say that he won’t come back when he’s unable to find his missing outlaw anywhere else? Covering all his bases, that’s what he said. He’ll come back again when he sees that his other ‘bases’ have turned up nothing but dead ends. 

Your older brother, Joe, has a cabin just outside of town. It’s a hidden place, specifically built for peace. No visitors. He lives alone, no wife or children to keep him company and he prefers it that way. 

“If I’m alone, I can’t turn into him,” 

You're positive he wouldn’t. Your brother is far from being anything like your father, but the task of trying to prove that to him seems to be out of your skillset. He tells you he’s happy with his life, that he’s chosen the path he feels he needs to be on just as you have. Who are you to pass judgment?

Joe likes the solitude, that much is certain. But he also has an adventurous spirit which guides him on lengthy trips from town to town, exploring all the world has to offer while never having to be tied to one place. He’s away now according to the last letter he sent you, planning to stay in Chihuahua, Mexico for a while and that he’s not sure yet when he’s going to be back. 

“It’s dangerous,” Sister Catherine pushes, taking your silence as reluctance.

“I know,” You say. “I know. I think . . . I think I have an idea.”

The cabin will be empty. Joe isn’t due back for the immediate future, and even if he does return earlier than you suspect he will, you and Billy won’t be in danger. Joe can be trusted. He’ll help you, if need be. You can’t imagine that the Sheriff would ever know about it. It’s secluded - far off of any of the usual paths. It’s safe there. The perfect place to hide the wanted outlaw for a while. He can rest there, heal up uninterrupted for a few weeks until he can safely move around on his own two feet again. 

Sister Catherine listens openly to the idea, but her face is pinched in displeasure. 

“We don’t have much of a choice,” She says, reluctantly. “It seems like the best place for him to disappear to until he’s healed.”

You can hear the underlying pause in her agreement loud and clear. “But?”

“The clinic cannot spare two of us. We would lose half of our staff and it is too much for one person to handle alone per shift,”

“I wouldn’t ask any of you to come with us,” You say. No, for as much as you believe God sent Billy into your life for a reason, this was your mission to bear. You’ve already put your fellow Sisters through enough.

“You want to go alone?” Sister Ann sniffles, raising her head up from your chest.

“You need to think about this,” Sister Catherine says, sternly. “You shouldn’t be alone with him. He is a child of God, yes. But he is also an outlaw and a man. Sometimes, one of those is worse than the other.”

They’re being protective. The more rational part of you is grateful for their concern, and you think that if the positions were switched and one of them were in your position instead, you would react the same way. But a part of you is bitter. They’ve heard the stories. You know exactly how cruel men can be and you know exactly what they’re capable of. It’s a risk you’re taking, but you feel called to take it anyway. Billy needs your help, and God would never put anything in your path that you can’t handle.

“The Lord will protect me,” Despite the truthfulness of your words, you can see how they do little to reassure them. Your next words are better. “The Lord will help me protect myself.”

Sister Ann looks at Sister Catherine, once again bringing her hands together to pick at the reddened skin at the edge of her nail. Sister Catherine sighs, and the back of her hand reaches up to tap her forehead as if feeling the temperature or wiping away sweat. 

“Alright,” She relents. “How do we get him to your brother’s cabin?”

“I don’t know,” You admit. “We need a wagon. Or a large wheelbarrow that we can put him in and attach it to a horse. I haven’t ridden a horse in a long time, but I’m sure I can manage.”

“Where are we supposed to get that?” Sister Ann’s tone borders on exasperated. 

As if answering your unspoken prayer, the door to the clinic opens once more, this time revealing a bright faced Samuel Anderson, carrying a crate full of fresh supplies. And behind him, lit up by the sunlight like a bright blessing, is his wagon.

Sam Anderson is the son of local store owner, Edward Anderson, the clinic's top provider for basic supplies that are not strictly medical. While medicine shipments and more specialty items are donated from suppliers farther away, and frankly much less frequent than necessary, Mr. Anderson and Sam never fail to come through with plenty of food for you to make soups and nutritious meals for your patients. On occasion, you even have enough to give away to the families who are stacked together in a small two bedroom on the edge of town. With eight children total between two families, you're honestly not sure how they manage - but you do your best to help when you can. 

Seeing Sam walk through the front door is like a beacon of light from Heaven is shining down on him. He’s smiling already, the crate of food handled carefully between his hands as he lets out a cheery, “Good morning, Sisters”. But as soon as he sees your faces, more specifically when he sees the tear tracks still visible on Sister Ann’s cheeks, he’s placing down the crate and across the clinic’s entrance in a second. 

“What’s going on?” He asks. His hands automatically reach out towards Sister Ann’s face as if to cup it, but he stops himself. Instead he just looks at her worriedly, his concerned gaze leaving her face for only a moment to glance at you and Sister Catherine before they’re back on her, voice low and gentle. “What’s wrong?” 

It’s no secret that Sam harbors some romantic feelings towards Sister Ann. There are days when you feel sorry for him - a young man, good and kind and generous, who you have no doubt would make a fine husband to any lucky woman is in love with one of the four women in the entire county who are incapable of returning his affection. But it’s moments like this when it’s easy to see God’s presence in other people. Sam is as respectful and kind as they come. He accepts his feelings can never be reciprocated and in turn uses his undying love and loyalty to Sister Ann by helping you all at the clinic with anything he can. 

Somehow, he doesn’t expect anything in return, never stares at Sister Ann with an ounce of lust in his eyes, and it warms your heart to see the godly quality that’s usually so absent in men so prevalent in him. 

“Something’s happened,” Sister Ann tells him, her voice still wobbly with emotion. 

“What?”

“Sam,” You say, calling his attention back to you. “I know I have no place to ask this and I won’t fault you if you decline, but– I’m asking.”

“Tell me,” He insists, pulling his hat from his head and holding it to his chest, and God bless how the sincerity in his voice bleeds into his words. “Whatever it is, I’ll do it,” 

So you tell him everything. Sam listens with wide eyes, shooting panicked glances at Sister Catherine and Sister Ann when you tell him about the Sheriff’s visit, and he’s genuinely sorrowful when your voice gets caught in your throat as you tell him that you had to tell some lies to get him to leave without discovering Billy. He’s nodding already when you mention your brother’s cabin.

“I’ll take you there,” He offers before you can even ask the question. “My wagon is always at your disposal.”

“It’s dangerous. If we’re caught, you would hang with us,” 

Sam lets out a breath, unconsciously glancing over at Sister Ann again. “If the four most wonderful and religiously minded people in town hang for trying to do the right thing, then this isn’t a town or even a world that I want to live in anymore. Please let me take you. It would be my honor,”

A small smile graces your lips as you reach out and gently cup his cheek in thanks. For as many men pull and grind on your nerves with their endless greed and manipulation tactics, Sam is a breath of fresh air - a truly God-fearing man with a good heart.

He’s another person that you’re putting at risk, another life in danger because of the choice you’ve made. You try not to think yourself too selfish. Surely the fact that Billy has turned up in your life is God’s plan, and He does not put obstacles in your way that you cannot overcome. 

He tells you that he’ll come back tomorrow. He has a delivery that’s expected in a town over and if he’s going to make it there and back before nightfall, he needs to leave before the sun comes up. 

“I’ll stop here first,” He says. “We can load him into the back of the wagon while most people are sleeping and make the trip to your brother’s before I head on my way.”

“Thank you, Sam. Honestly,”

“My pleasure,” He nods his head at you, replacing his hat and tipping it kindly towards Sister Catherine and Sister Ann. “Until tomorrow, Sisters,”

The door swings shut behind him as he leaves and you let out a deep breath, hands smoothing over the dark veil covering your head just to feel a bit more grounded before you pick up the crate of food Sam brought. Billy needs to eat something. You're not quite sure how long it's been since his last meal, but even if he ate a minute before bursting through the clinic’s doors in the early morning, he would surely still be hungry and in need of sustenance by now. His body is weak and it needs nourishment to heal. 

Billy’s still sleeping when you peek around the privacy blanket. His head is turned to the side and buried in his pillow as much as he can get it, mouth hanging open as he breathes. Your hand itches to reach out and touch him again, to smooth against his forehead or cup his cheek, maybe place your fingers under his chin to help close his mouth in hopes of him breathing through his nose instead so his mouth doesn’t dry out. 

You’re not sure where this desire is coming from. You’re as affectionate with your patients as any nurse should be - kind and supportive, offering comfort when needed, but not overly so that it can be considered inappropriate. You’re all brothers and sisters, children of God - yes. But there are still social norms that must be considered. 

It feels different with Billy for some reason. 

“I’m going to get you to safety,” You whisper. You’re unsure about if he can hear you in his sleep or not, but you feel the need to tell him anyway. “I promise.”

You fall asleep at some point during the night, slumped against the wall next to the alcove’s entrance. 

You don’t remember falling asleep. You remember feeling tired, exhausted by the stress of the day’s events, and how your eyelids were threatening to close permanently more and more with each blink. The soup you had made still sat out in the small kitchen, and you had wanted to stay close to Billy so that whenever he awoke, you would be there ready to help feed him.

Instead, you wake to the sound of Sister Maria giggling to your left and a low, unfamiliar but still soft voice speaking in Spanish to her.

“Y él no quería que su mamá lo supiera. Así enterró la carne en el jardín,” The voice lets out a small chuckle, the smile on his face evident in his tone despite you not being able to understand most of his words. “Pero el perro la desenterró y ella se descubrió de todos modos. Tuvo que lavar platos él solo por dos meses.”

“Ese niño,” Sister Maria laughs. “Parece que era un buen amigo.”

You can’t see his face, but you can hear how he loses the smile in his voice. “Sí, él era,”

Pushing yourself to your feet, you step over to where Sister Maria is kneeling in front of Billy’s cot. It’s only now you see the mostly finished bowl of soup in her hands. Billy’s sitting up slightly, back propped up against his pillows enough to allow him to sit up a bit straighter but not enough to pull too much on his stitches.

At seeing your movement, his eyes snap to your approaching frame, big blue orbs staring up at you and you can’t help the relief you feel at seeing them.

“You’re awake,” You breathe, a small smile pulling at your lips. “Thank the Lord,”

His lips twitch a bit in what looks like a suppressed smile. “Kinda sounds like I should be thankin' you,” He says, and you notice how prominent the shift in his accent is as he seamlessly switches from Spanish to English. “Sister Maria says that you’re the only reason I’m alive right now.”

You shake your head, humbly. “Oh, no. Sister Maria and I work together as a team. I couldn’t have done it without her aid,”

“You show no fear,” Sister Maria insists. “Where I hesitate, you show mercy and strength. It is because of you that we are all alive now.”

“See?” Billy says with a blinding grin, and you can’t help but notice how handsome he is while no longer at death’s door. “My angel,”

You feel your face heat up at the endearment. An angel. Surely the comparison shouldn’t fluster you like it does. You’ve thought of your fellow nuns as the embodiment of angels before, angelic beings put into human bodies by the grace of God to spread His word. You know that’s not exactly true, that you’re just using your belief of what God’s angels would be like and seeing those beings in your fellow Sisters just like Billy is doing with you now, but you’ve never once thought yourself to be comparable to such a holy being and the compliment makes you flush.

You run a hand across your face, feeling the warmth under your palm, and clear your throat. “Oh, well, thank you,”

Sister Maria stands, taking the nearly finished bowl of soup with her. “He has eaten plenty and I changed his covering as soon as he woke up. You will want to change it again when you get to the cabin.”

“That’s great. Thank you,”

“De nada. I’ll go check on the patients and keep an eye out for Sam,”

She nods to you and Billy before she turns to leave, a small smile pulling at her lips when Billy rasps out a soft, “Gracias, Hermana,”

When she’s gone, you take her place in front of Billy, kneeling at his side and placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. “How are you feeling?”

“Much better thanks to you,” He responds, wide eyes trained on yours, a smirk playing at his lips as he continues. “Don’t feel much like I’m dyin’ anymore,”

A small laugh escapes you at his morbid joke. “Well, I’d say that’s a very good thing then,”

“Sister Maria said the Sheriff came lookin’ for me,” 

“He did,” You confirm. “The Lord kept us all safe though and has given us an opportunity to get you to safety.”

Billy’s eyebrow raises skeptically. “Sounds like it was more your doin' than the Lord’s,”

You try to not let the slight against God rattle you. You had sensed this was coming anyway. William H. Bonney a.k.a Billy the Kid is an outlaw afterall, and no outlaw becomes an outlaw while still maintaining a positive relationship with the Heavenly Father. He’s gone through many hardships no doubt, and has more than likely deemed his bad luck in life as God’s personal vendetta against him.

“The Lord speaks through all of us, if only we have an open heart to hear him.” You tell him.  “Fear can make His words harder to hear, and I’m thankful that He was able to guide my mind and heart enough through the fear for us to get to safety.”

“Hm,” Billy hums, and you can tell how much he doesn’t believe your words. He doesn’t argue though. “And where exactly is this safe place you’re gonna take me?”

“My brother has a cabin just outside of town. It’s well secluded and unknown to most. We’ll be safe there until you’re healed enough to go on your own.”

Billy’s eyes drop to your hand still resting on his shoulder, thick dark lashes casting shadows on his cheeks before his bright blue eyes are locked on yours again. “You gonna be takin’ care of me, Sister?”

“Of course, I will,” You reply. “We shall see you well again, Billy. I promise.”

His own arm crosses his chest so his hand can rest on your own, his eyes wide and so earnest as he whispers a quiet, “Thank you,”

It’s only about an hour longer before Sam arrives. It’s still early morning, the sun still a ways away from coming up behind the horizon line, and town is silent. Sam pulls his wagon up to the back door of the backroom before coming around the front to help push it open from the inside. It’s been so long since it’s been opened. The door was once used for the scheduled delivery of goods for easy access to the storage area, but as years went on and the county and surrounding counties became overrun with greed and poverty, the shipments became less frequent. Now, anything needed just comes through the front door. It’s never too much anyway, so what’s a trip or two to the backroom while carrying a crate. 

Sam slams his body against the door a few times, the wood groaning in protest under his weight before it finally swings open. Billy watches from his place on the cot, his eyes threatening to close but forcing himself to stay awake. You want to tell him to sleep, he needs his rest to help him heal and recover, but you’re too busy checking your bag to make sure you haven't forgotten anything before tossing it in the back of the wagon. You need to leave before the townspeople start to wake up. If someone sees you, if just one person witnesses you smuggling away a wanted outlaw, then all of this would have been for nothing. 

“Sister y/n,” Sam calls, squatting at the head of the cot. He’s got his arms wrapped around Billy’s torso. “Come grab his legs. We’ll do our best not to jostle his wound,”

You come to a kneel at Billy’s legs, placing a comforting hand on his knee. “Do your best to relax, okay? If you tense, you might tear your stitches,”

Billy lets out a harsh breath through his nose, clearly nervous, but he nods anyway, brows furrowed in determination. 

Together you and Sam hoist him up. He gasps, groaning as his wound pulls but you can see how he’s trying to keep his stomach untensed. Getting him into the back of the wagon is not graceful, and you find yourself spewing endless apologies the whole time despite the relatively short journey. 

Sam’s laid out a bed of hay covered by two thick blankets throughout the entire bed of the wagon. Crates of food and other supplies take up half of the bed, but he’s managed to make it so Billy will have enough room to lay comfortably on his designated side. Billy sighs as he’s laid down on it, one of his legs bent at the knee and his palms pressing into the makeshift mattress as he cranes his neck up to look at you. You ball up a spare blanket, tucking it under his head before you push him back down with a gentle hand on his forehead.

“Rest now, Billy,” You tell him, crawling out backwards and helping Sam slide on the rectangular backing on the wagon to secure it shut. “We’ll be there when you wake up,”

His eyes stay locked on you as you circle the wagon towards the front. Sam helps you up onto the spring seat before jogging around the rear and hauling himself into the driver's seat. You smooth out your tunic, looking around the dark street for any suspicious or wandering eyes that might be peeking out from around buildings or through windows. You don’t see any, even as one of the horses whinnies when Sam urges them forward. The clinic is located towards the edge of town, so it only takes a few minutes of nervous eyes and your head on a swivel before the wagon is passing the final few buildings that mark the town’s end of population and you can relax.

You blow out a deep breath, meeting Sam’s equally relieved gaze as he snaps the reins and nudges the horses a little faster. You look over your shoulder to check on Billy and you’re expecting to see him sleeping, no doubt still exhausted from the trauma of taking a bullet. Instead, he’s looking at you, head twisting so he can see your elevated frame from his laid out position. His eyes seem to pierce into yours, so blue and intense as he watches you that it makes your breathing hitch in your throat. 

You’ve never seen eyes so beautiful before. Like endless pools of glistening water. Surely God must have taken much care when crafting them for him. 

You feel your skin prickle under his stare, body straightening in your seat. He doesn’t stop watching you.

“Sleep,” You tell him. “You’re safe, I promise.” And thankfully he listens, eyes trained on your face for just a moment more before closing his eyes. The tingling feeling in your body dissipates with the removed gaze. 

Your gaze turns around the front again, looking out to the vast stretch of land before you as you leave the civilization of town behind.

“Sam,” You start, looking for anything to pass the time and distract from whatever unusualness just happened between you and your charge. “How’s your mother?”

[thelastifntdragonrider]

HI! I’m putting all of the things i’ve been tagged in from the past couple of weeks that i haven’t answered yet bc i’m working hard on an admission portfolio for university and i really want to get into Sheridan, so yep lots of work and lots of art. i am also working on the HTTYD fandom reading (please sign up) and the next chapters of J’Imagine and No Cannon Shall Sink This Ship. Anyways, onto the tagged: 

get to know me meme: tagged by @animalsarepeople2​ thank youuuu! 

nicknames: Kei / Keiko *i explain this in a question down there somewhere 

Gender: Female 

Star Sign: Libra

MBTI Type: INFJ 

Height: 163cm 

Time: 17:07 (by the time I finished all of these it’s 18:36) 

Birthday: February 25 

Favourite Bands: Beatles, Young Rising Sons, Clean Bandits, Lovelyz, Infinite 

Favourite Solo Artists: Ailee, Ed Sheeran 

Song Stuck in My Head: 1cm by Lovelyz 

Last Movie Watched: Charlie and the Chocolate Factory with Johnny Depp

Last Show Watched: I just binge watched Stranger Things 

When I created my blog: July 15, 2013/June 27, 2017

What I post about: httyd, animated movies, animation

Last thing I Googled: information about Sheridan and character rotation 

Other blogs I have: my main blog @tokkeiko

Following: 100, though I want to find more good blogs, any recs anyone? 

Followers: in total from both blogs, 200 or something 

Favourite colour: Green 

Average hours of sleep: 8-ish 

Lucky number: 7

Instruments: piano, oboe 

What I’m wearing: jeans and my current favourite sweater which is grey with gold spots 

Number of blankets: I need to remember to find another one bc my room is freezing when I wake up in the morning

Dream Job: story artist at Disney 

Dream trip: i just want to get out of my city rn 

Favourite food: i’m just hungry rn, give me anything, but favourite food, among others, is salted caramel truffle blizzard from the good old DQ (#lovemydq) 

Music ask, tagged by @yv-sketches THANKS!!!! 

10 songs that you are listening to right now; 

my current favourite playlist is called Shut Up and Dance:

“Elle Me Dit” Mika 

“Red Balloon” Charli XCX 

“Dancing in the Dark” Rihanna 

“Shut Up and Dance” Walk the Moon

“Red and Gold” Young Rising Sons 

“Can’t Stop the Feeling” Justin Timberlake 

“Better When I’m Dancing” Meghan Trainor 

“I Bet My Life” Imagine Dragons 

“Into a Fantasy” Alexander Rybak 

“Get Back Up Again” Anna Kendrick

Tag Game, taggged by @thepurplewriter333 ty friend-o! 

Nicknames: Keiko/Kei/Spirit/Sweet Potato 

Gender: Female

Star Sign; Pisces 

Height: 163cm 

Sexuality: probably straight 

Hogwarts House: Hufflepuff!!!

Favourite animals: uhhhh... orcas probably 

Average hours spent sleeping: 8 i think, i’m not bothering with math rn 

Dogs or cats: KITTY, all of my sibilings have a significant other and all of their significant others’ have cats and why can’t I have a s/o with a cat???

number of blankets sleeping: during the winter, aka now already, two 

Dream trip: geeeeetttt meeeee ouuuuttt offf thissss citttyyyyy

Dream job: Story artist at Disney 

when I made this account: June 27. 2017

why I made this account: bc i wanted a place to reblog all of the httyd stuff without loosing followers on my other blog 

# of followers: like 47, I think? I recently got more. follow me i am cool person 

92 statements, tagged by @thepurplewriter333 thanks for the double tag! 

Last: 

Drink: Tim Hortons’ Double Double (got to stay caffeinatedddddddd) 

 Phone Call: Home to get a ride home 

Text message: Friend to go hang out later

Song You Listened To: Shooting Star by Lovelyz

Time You Cried: uhhhhhhhh... oh, like a month ago, it was a bad week and then I watched Home and my emotions were already out of wack so I basically sobbed near the end 

Have you: 

Dated someone twice: Nope 

Kissed someone and regretted it: Nope, i’m boring

Been cheated on: nope 

Lost someone special: nope 

Been depressed: i feel like it’s hard to be a university student and not get depressed 

Gotten drunk and thrown up: i am a boring party person and yeah, no i haven’t 

List 3 favourite colours: 

Green

Blue 

Gold 

In the last year have you: 

made new friends: Yeahhhh

fallen out of love: nopppeee...?

Laughed until you cried: like every other day

Found someone was talking about you: in a good way; nope. In a bad way: yeah too many times

found out who your friends are: yeahhhhhh

kissed someone on your FB list: okay someday, i’ll have more interesting answers 

General: 

how many FB friends do you know IRL: 99% of them 

Do you have any pets: nope 

Do you want to change your name: i recently thought about dropping my middle name, but like it has significance to my parents so probably won’t happen and my middle name doesn’t do anything so idk 

what did you do for your last birthday: Keep in mind that I turned 18: my friends and I went to Build-A-Bear and they got me a Build-A-Bear Toothless. 

What time do you wake up: my alarms on early days are 7:00, 7:05, 7:15, 7:25, 7:35, 7:45, 8:00. I naturally wake up at 9-ish 

What were you doing at midnight last night: Sleeping :D 

Name something you can’t wait for: to (hopefully) get accepted into Sheridan and start a new adventure out there.

When was the last time you saw your mom: she’s in the kitchen with me 

what is one thing you wish you could change in your life: i wish that I could’ve figured out what I wanted to do with life so that I could’ve started Sheridan this year 

What are you listening to right now: Sheridan portfolio reviews, tips, etc. (Starting to see a pattern here?) 

Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: friend’s dad. he’s a cool dad. 

Something that is getting on your nerves: when people are packing up their stuff before the professor is finished talking in the last 5 minutes of class. URGH stop moving ppl this stuff is important 

Most visited website: FB, YT, tumblr 

Mole(s): couple

Mark(s): I have freckles (might be moles) on each cheek under both eyes. 

Childhood dream: when you’re a kid, you’re really only exposed to teacher, doctor, police man and whatever your parents are. I think I defaulted to an artist when adults asked. 

Hair colour: black, I have silver hairs though, they stick out on the black hair a lot 

long or short hair: I always grow my hair out and then cut off 12 inches to donate to cancer wigs  

Do you have a crush on someone: not currently, though i had a crush on a guy for like 5 years, so even now, 5 years later, I get happy when I think about him 

Piercings: no, i really think a conch piercing would be nice though 

Blood type: ... A I think, i’ve never gotten tested, but according to genetics, I should be an A 

Nicknames: my full name is Keiko, but everyone called me Kei as a kid, but during high school, I started introducing myself as Keiko, so some people call me Kei, some people call me Keiko, one of them is a nickname, depending on which way you think about it, 

Relationship Status: Egg salad. 

Zodiac: Pisces 

Pronouns: She/her

Favourite TV show: Friends 

Right or left handed: Right, but recently I’ve been trying to teach myself to draw with my left hand 

Surgery: Wisdom teeth 

Hair dyed a different colour: nope, but I think I might try a ombre some day 

Sports: ballet since I was 4ish, ballet is a sport, come fight me on it if you dare 

Vacation: a lot of camping when I was younger, I’ve been to Japan twice, and then places across Canada

Pair of trainers: are we talking about trainers as in shoes? bc then ankle high all black vans. 

More General: 

Eating: this is taking so long I stopped and had supper between these sections

Drinking: Double Double (Tim’s coffee, two creams, two sugars), gotta stay AWaaaaaaaaaaKE

I’m about to: draw character designs or go out to coffee shop to study with friends 

Want: to get into Sheridan so so so so so badly 

Get married: I’m still single, want to put my career first, so yep not for a little while 

Career: i’m a cake decorator rn, see my cakes on my insta @tanakeiart 

Hugs or Kisses: hUG mE

Lips or eyes: Eyes, (though I am supper bad at making eye contact) 

Shorter or taller: would be nice to be slightly taller... 

Older or younger: like to date or something? I think high school rule is a good rule, but rn looking at niners mAN they are tiny

Nice arms or stomach: arms to hug meeeeee

Sensitive or loud: i think I would need a loud person to compliment me 

Hook up or relationship: relationship bc you have a standing plus one to everything and rn being single I have to text like 5 friends to find someone to go with me to something 

Troublemaker or hesitant: hesitant 

Have you ever: 

kissed a stranger: Nope 

Drank hard liquor: I only have like four months until my 19th so like i’ll go drinking then 

Lost Glasses/contact lenses: funny story: family and i were in Japan and we were at Kinkaku-ji and then i realize that one of my eyes have gone fuzzy, so thinking that there is something on the lens, i take my glasses off and my lens had fallen out of the frame. my family literally crawled around trying to find my lost lens, we did find it, but we couldn’t find a small screw that would hold the lens in. my dad fixed it with a twist tie.

turned someone down: nobody likes me so nobody has asked me so i have never turned someone down 

broken someone’s heart: no 

had your heart broken: yeah, by a friend. It is shATTERing 

been arrested: not even a parking ticket in my name 

cried when someone died: no, i am some kind of emotionless egg

fallen for a friend: my heart easily leaps and often trips falls and gets lost

Do you believe in:

yourself: yes, I believe that I can get in, I believe that I can be what I want to be. 

Miracles: I believe in karma more than miracles 

Love at first sight: yes, but not in the way that media portrays it 

Santa claus: nah 

Kiss on the first date: this is weirdly phrased. 

other: 

current best friend name: becky 

Eye colour: brown 

Favourite movie: the other day i was procrastinating and made an official list of favourite movies, which still has a lot of ties: 1/2: httyd 1/2, 3/4: moana, big hero 6, 5/6/7: wreck it ralph, tangled, rise of the guardians,  8/9/10: back to the future 1-3 

wow that took a lot of time, but thanks for tagging me! I’m tagging @thepurplewriter333 @yv-sketches and @animalsarepeople2 on the ones that you didn’t tag me in! also tagging @katlikespie @crazilexa and @fading-shadows for whichever one/s you want to do! 

[anxietytwist]

Massive Ask Meme

I was tagged by @grey-skies-full-moon

Rules: Tag 20 people 

Your last:

1. Drink: Milk

2. Phone Call: One of my many doctors/specialists

3. Text message: 3 blue hearts ~ sent to my mom

4. Song you listened to: Fragile - Prince Fox

5. Time you cried: Wow, I have absolutely no idea...

Have You:

6. Dated someone twice: Never dated anyone...yet

7. Kissed someone and regretted it: I have yet to kiss anyone...

8. Been cheated on:  N o p e

9. Lost someone special: Yes, quite a few older “relatives” (that I still liked)

10. Been depressed: Always

11: Gotten drunk and thrown up:  N o p e

List 3 Favorite Colors:

12. Blue

13. Black

14: Purple

In the last year, have you…

15. Made new friends: Hell yeah, I’ve met sooo many cool people on Discord, it’s great.

16. Fallen out of love: N o p e

17. Laughed until you cried: I wouldn’t be surprised...

18. Found out someone was talking about you: ??? No ???

19. Met someone who changed you: Yup

20. Found out who your friends are: ???

21. Kissed someone on your FB list: No

GENERAL:

22. How many Facebook friends do you know in real life: All of them, since most of them are my family members.

23. Do you have any pets: Yes, a fat cat named Tiger Lily

24. Do you want to change your name: No, my name suits me just fine.

25. What did you do for your last birthday: My b-day’s in 11 days, so idk yet...

26. What time did you wake up: 11am

27. What were you doing at midnight last night: Buying music on iTunes

28. Name something you can’t wait for: Dragons Dogma: Dark Arisen - Remastered on PS4 !!!!

29. When was the last time you saw your Mom: August 13th

30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: I would make it so that I was finally finished Highschool... :/

31. What are you listening to right now: MBMBAM

32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Ummmmm, maybe???

33. Something that is getting on your nerves: Hypocrites 

34. Most visited website: Tumblr & Discord

35. Moles: So many omg, too many to count

36. Marks: SO MANY, scars are everywhere...all from different things.

37. Childhood dream: To do a job centered around animals

38. Hair color: Warm brown

39. Long or short hair: Medium at the moment ~ soon it will be short

40. Do you have a crush on someone?: No, at least if I do, I am unaware of it

41. What do you like about yourself: My freckles

42. Piercings: 1 in each ear

43. Blood type: O-

44: Nicknames: None, everyone just calls me by my given name: Ariel

45. Relationship status: Single af

46. Zodiac: Virgo

47. Pronouns: she/her

48. Favorite TV show(s): Voltron, Black Mirror, & Star Trek (all of them)

49. Tattoos: Not yet

50. Right or left hand: Right hand dominant 

51. Surgery: SO MANY holy shit

52. Hair dyed a different color: I dyed my hair auburn once...and I’ll either be dying it Blue or Red in the near future.

53. Sports: Volleyball, Soccer, Badminton, Swimming, Weightlifting...I like sports... 

54. Vacation: Soon-ish my parents and I might be going on vacation to Cuba...I’m not 100% sure

55. Shoes: Lots of boots & sandals, my feet recently grew a whole size...so I have very few shoes

56. Eating: Food is good...I like food

57. Drinking: Root Beer is my fav

58. I’m about to: Make more Voltron icons...

59. Waiting for: The sweet release of death...or to graduate Highschool

60. Want: Dragons Dogma: Dark Arisen - Remastered on PS4...I’m very excited for Oct 3rd...

61. Get married: Hopefully~

62. Career: Biotech that specifically involves (for them) animals???

WHICH IS BETTER:

63. Hugs or kisses: Hugs

64. Lips or eyes: Eyes

65. Shorter or taller: Taller

66. Older or younger: Older

67. Nice arms or nice stomach: Nice arms

68. Sensitive or loud: Sensitive

69. Hook up or relationship: Relationship

70. Troublemaker or hesitant: Hesitant

HAVE YOU EVER:

71. Kissed a stranger: N o p e

72. Drank hard liquor: Yup

73. Lost glasses/contact lenses: Sunglasses: yes, otherwise no...cause I don’t wear prescription glassed

74. Turned someone down: In general??? yes

75. Sex on first date: Never had sex, & have yet to date anyone...

76. Broken someone’s heart: Not to my knowledge 

77. Had your heart broken: By family, yes...

78. Been arrested: Nope

79. Cried when someone died: Real person, no...Fictional person, yes

80. Fallen for a friend: Kinda...

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

81. Yourself: Sorta???

82. Miracles: Maybe

83. Love at first sight: Ummmm, idk

84. Santa Claus: Nope

85. Kiss on the first date: Sure, if everyone involved is up for it

OTHER:

86. Current best friend: @knightlyaurora ~ he’s a very cool dude

87. Eye color: Blue

88. Favorite movie: Mad Max: Fury Road

Tagged: @aqrilene  @alluruh  @coransfreckles  @thisbibitch  @holy-triangles  @ask-fire-emblem-olivia  @knightlyaurora  @pomodorochigi  @gaylaxyallura  @e-zor

Imma just do 10 ~ only do it if u want y’all :3c

[seagullcharmer]

i was tagged by @agni-k (ty i love you)

Goal: tag 9 people and get to know them  Relationship Status: single pringle ! Favorite Color: oh golly blue ? any cool colour tbh Lipstick or Chapstick: lipstick for sure Last Song: um the heart of the matter by dale cornelius ? either that or something by panic! that my sister was listening to Last Movie: pete’s dragon Top 3 Shows: ooh um voltron, the doctor blake mysteries, and uhhhh cyberchase? idk i don’t watch a lot of stuff 3 ships: maxlie, shatt, and wesfrid ? idk

ummm i’ll tag @socksowachowski @windienine @mason-a-jar @synaesthetic @hugesucc-ess @certifiedspaceprincess and @carter--brooks if y’all wanna do it, and anyone else who wants to !!

[paladinofmoonlight]

Tagged!

82 Questions! I’m sick, so hopefully that doesn’t take away from some of the answers... Let’s go.  Also I was tagged by @cool-beenz (thanks!!) LAST 1. Drink Water, for once 2. Phone call My friend’s brother so he would let me in the apartment 3. Text message My mother  4. Song I listened to Crayon by G-Dragon 5. Time I cried This morning 6. Dated someone twice?  Nah 7. Kissed someone and regretted it? yep 8. Been cheated on? Possibly  9. Lost someone special? Yeah 10. Gotten drunk and thrown up? Nope, and I don’t plan to 

FAVOURITE COLOURS 11. Red 12. Black? 13. Gold

IN THE LAST YEAR 14. Made friends?  Definitely 15. Fallen out of love? Haven’t really fallen in love 16. Laughed until you cried? All the time  17. Found out someone was talking about you? Yep... 18. Met someone who changed you? Sure  19. Found out who your friends are? ooh yeah 20. Kissed someone on your Facebook list lol no

GENERAL 21. How many Facebook friends do you know irl? Basically all of them? I don’t really friend people I don’t know  22. Any pets? Yah, a puggle (pug beagle) Buddy and some fish 23. Do you want to change your name? Nah, it’s unique and stuff  24. What did you do for your last bday? Went to my favourite Japanese restaurant with some friends...I like a quiet gathering also I couldn’t think of anything to do in time lol  25. What time did you wake up? Once at 8 and then actually got up at like 12  26. What were you doing at midnight last night? Coughing up a lung and feeling sad  27. Name something you can’t wait for Ooh...danganronpa v3? i’ve been avoiding spoilers like crazy 28. When was the last time you saw your mom? This morning 29. What are you listening to rn? cars drive past  30. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom? Sure, it’s a pretty common name  31. Something that is getting on your nerves? My stepdad with his poor views and values  32. Most visited website? Idk probably tumblr and youtube  33. Hair colour? People think it’s black but it’s actually dark brown  34. Long or short hair? On myself I prefer it on the shorter side  35. Do you have a crush on anyone? Always  36. What do you like about yourself Sense of humour 37. Piercings? Ears, and that’s as far as I’ll go  38. Blood type? AB+!  39. Nicknames? V for people who can’t be bothered figuring out my ‘weird foreign name’, Lani for people I like  40. Relationship status? Single 41. Zodiac? Scorpio yo 42. Pronouns? She/her  43. Favourite tv shows? Uh...At the moment I like penn+teller fool us, doctor who to some degree, idk lazytown 44. Tattoos? Too scared of needles 45. Right or left-handed? Right  46. Surgery? Yep, in my left arm. It’s all metal now  47. Sports? haha no  48. Vacation? I love travelling! Cook Islands and Japan were awesome  49. Pair of trainers? uh. they’re black and pink...? 50. Eating? don’t feel up to it right now  51. Drinking? water  52. I’m about to? Watch an hour long youtube video  53. Waiting for? my body to stop being SICK OMG IT’S BEEN OVER A WEEK  54. Want? To stop being so anxious  55. Get married? It might be nice. Depends  56. Career? Something in the arts...

THIS OR THAT 57. Hugs or kisses? I love hugs 58. Lips or eyes? Eyes are nice 59. Shorter or taller? me? or others? I don’t really mind my height or what others are lol  60. Older or younger? ???? i don’t know how to answer this what. I’m young?  61. Nice arms or stomach? I’m working on getting both better. My arms are aight  62. Hook up or Relationship? relationship  63. Troublemaker or hesitant? Depends lol. Probably hesitant mostly  64. Kissed a stranger? nope  65. Drank hard liquor? nope 66. Lost glasses/contacts? not lost, but never wear them 67. Turned someone down? Yeah but he also asked everyone out with a pulse so  68. Had sex on the first date? nope 69. Broken someone’s heart? Don’t think so  70. Had your heart broken? Not really  71. Been arrested? No..(t yet...jk)  72. Cried when someone died? Yeah, always  73. Fallen for a friend? Yeah  DO YOU BELIEVE IN 74. Yourself? Not really 75. Miracles? I try to  76. Love at first sight? Yeah 77. Santa? I’ll believe in the magic of Christmas, let’s say  78. Kiss on the first date? one day maybe  79. Angels? Ye  OTHER 80. Current best friend’s name? I don’t believe in having a single best friend  81. Eye colour? Dark brown 82. Favourite movie? ummmmm....no single one, but I love animated stuff.  So there we go. Sorry, but I never tag people in these things. Please do this if you’d like and have some free time, I totally would’ve tagged you. 

[studyingsenseless]

92 Questions Tag

I was tagged by my girl @etudiant-en-rose (thanks this was fun)

RULES: Answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people

LAST:

1. Drink: water

2. Phone call: to my cousin, telling her my boba order lol im trash

3. Text message: to my mom

4. Song you listened to: Follow the Sun by the Beatles

5. Time you cried: Finals week i think? bc stress

HAVE YOU:

6. Dated someone twice? nope

7. Kissed someone and regretted it? nope :)

8. Been cheated on? no

9. Lost someone special? yes

10. Been depressed? yes

11. Gotten drunk and thrown up? nope

LIST THREE FAVORITE COLORS:

12: lavender

13: baby pink

14: sky blue

IN THE LAST YEAR, HAVE YOU:

15. Made new friends? yes

16. Fallen out of love? yes...

17. Laughed until you cried? yes

18. Found out someone was talking about you? yes

19. Met someone who changed you? yes

20. Found out who your friends are? i guess

21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list? no lol 

GENERAL:

22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life? all of them

23. Do you have any pets? yes, a little labradoodle :) i luv him

24. Do you want to change your name? eh nah. too much work

25. What did you do for your last birthday? um chipotle and friends

26. What time did you wake up? 10:00 am bc im lazy

27. What were you doing at midnight last night? watching netflix (Jane the Virgin has me sHOOK) 

28. Name something you can’t wait for: getting manicures with my friend soon :) 

29. When was the last time you saw your mom? a few minutes ago!

30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life? my openness to talk to people i guess?

31. What are you listening to right now? nothing rn, but I was listening to the Beatles earlier!

32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom? I’ve talked to a Thomas before... if that counts

33. Name something that is getting on your nerves: my brother playing video games all day while I have to study for the SAT

34. Most visited websites: tumblr, youtube

LOST QUESTIONS (from @germ-studies)

35. Mole(s): a few here and there, yeah

36. Mark(s): a scar from a birthmark i got removed; a bruise that’s been on my knee for years now

37: Childhood dream: being tall (LOL so much for that), being a doctor (apparently I dressed up as one for halloween one year)

38: Hair color: brunette

39: Long or short hair: I have medium-length??? I think medium-long looks better on me but I wish I could pull off short

40: Do you have a crush on someone? not currently

41. What do you like about yourself? I’m not a terrible person i guess

42: Piercings: none

43: Blood type: i actually don’t know which is um scary

44. Nickname: Sometimes Mel

45: Relationship status: single/it’s complicated

46. Zodiac: Leo

47. Pronouns: she/her

48. Favorite TV show: Parks and Rec (!!), Jane the Virgin, Gilmore Girls... 

49. Tattoos: none

50. Right- or left-handed: right-handed

51. Surgery: two minor procedures

52. Hair dyed in different color: not yet. Kinda want highlights though...

53. Sport(s): dance (if that counts) and cross country

54. Favorite subject: english

55. Vacation: we always go to the beach at some point. My favorite vacation was a trip to Scotland omg its so pretty

56. Pair of trainers: gray/black/white flynit nikes!! they feel like you’re wearing socks

MORE GENERAL:

57. Eating: I just had an apple

58. Drinking: water

59. I’m about to: eat dinner

60.

61. Waiting for: school to start :/

62: Want: to have better relationships :/

63: Get married: in the future hopefully

64. Career: psychiatrist (i think)

WHICH IS BETTER:

65. Hugs or kisses? hugs bc i can hug anyone! (w/o it being weird lol)

66. Lips or eyes? eyes

67. Shorter or taller? in general? either’s cool with me (I’d rather date taller tho)

68. Older or younger? in general, i like mature people??? (rather date older?)

69.

70. Nice arms or nice stomach? arms. my arms look like a nine year old’s

71. Sensitive or loud? ugh both are bad

72. Hook up or relationship? relationship

73. Troublemaker or hesitant? hesitant

HAVE YOU EVER:

74. Kissed a stranger? nooo

75. Drank hard liquor? nope

76. Lost glasses/contact lenses? i’ve lost sunglasses in the ocean

77. Turned someone down? yes (and i regret)

78. Had sex on the first date? nope

79. Broken someone’s heart? kinda by turning them down i guess idk im a young’un

80. Had your heart broken? kinda not really

81. Been arrested? no

82. Cried when someone died? yes

83. Fallen for a friend? yeahhh

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

84. Yourself? ehhh i’d like to

85. Miracles? i think so yeah

86. Love at first sight? idk honestly... i don’t think so

87. Santa Claus? no sadly

88. Kissing on the first date? if you want

OTHER:

90. Current best friend’s name: Alyssa

91. Eye color: brown

92. Favorite movie: how to train your dragon (2) tHAT ANIMATION i cri every time  yes i’m still a child

NOW, TAG 20 PEOPLE: @monarchstudies @prettylittlebaker @getshitdonetbh @chaoticbadlxnds @studying-g @whenthemoonspeaks @yerssiir @andystudying @langlangland @beanstudyin and anyone else who wants to!!

[frankunn-cain]

Rules: you must answer these 85 statements and tag 20 people

hi um @yoshifics tagged me in this thing so i’m gonna answer some things (thank you for thinking of me)

tagging: @freckledandspectacled @toriirdz @frank-myhero-iero @smut-smut-in-the-butt @talkriddletome @xhanac @completelychris @neverland-in-space @preasylumtrager @sirachas @partygoul321 @flux–and–flow 

 the last … 

 1. drink: herbal tea. yep, I’m a tea hoe

2. phone call: My dad, he told me my grandma’s sister died. I’ve only met her once, but it’s really affecting my grandma

 3. text message: to my brother, I’m trying to build a 3D printer

4. song you listened to: I Don’t Love You by My Chemical Romance… ok I’m a bit emo. I was sad leave me alone :p

5. time you cried: early june. my school isn’t letting me go to graduation.. i thought i’d get over it, but it’s still hitting me

6. dated someone twice: no?

7. kissed someone and regretted it: ya i guess. i enjoyed it, but i really shouldn’t have

8. been cheated on: well i hope not

9. lost someone special: they didn’t die (if that’s what this is asking), but a good friend just ghosted me out of nowhere idk

10. been depressed: ye been a constant thing for awhile :)

 11. gotten drunk and thrown up: haven’t thrown up because of it

favorite colors… 

12. light pale blue

13.  holographic black (idk if this counts lol)

14. slightly darker than blood red

in the last year have you… 

15. made new friend: ye i think so

16. fallen out of love: idk relationships are so confusing

17. laughed until you cried: once? maybe?

18. found out someone was talking about you: ya :/ idk how to deal with that

19. met someone who changed you: ya, they’ve helped me grow

20. found out who your friends are: ya. when i came out my friend groups treated me strangely.. so kinda had to find a new one

21. kissed someone on your facebook list: Yes. If by facebook list you mean we’re friends on facebook

general

 22. how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: Pretty much all of them? i don’t use facebook really 

23. do you have any pets: ya, i got a bearded dragon named Smaug and a pup named Bailey. I kinda share my best friends cats (3 hypatia, ozzy, and achilles) because I spend so much time at their house (my situation at my house isn’t so great)

24. do you want to change your name: Yes i absolutely hate my birth name :)

 25. what did you do for your last birthday: had dinner with my boss idk i wanted to not be around my family

26. what time did you wake up: like noon. I’m jetlagged and i feel like a bum 

27. what were you doing at midnight last night: playing a new game i bought from the steam sale when i should’ve been drawing oops

28. name something you can’t wait for: a safe feeling :) i rly need to get away from my house. i get nightmares a lot and idk what to do

29. when was the last time you saw your mom: today

31. what are you listening to right now: sense8 on netflix a friend told me to. it’s p good

32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: Does Thomas count? If so yes. I know one from this space thing and one at school

33. something that is getting on your nerves: myself 

34. most visited website: this one? or youtube? 

35. hair colour: Black. i wanna try dying it

36. long or short hair: Short. one side is shaved rn

37. do you have a crush on someone: idk feelings are complicated

 38. what do you like about yourself: mm yikes. some stuff i’ve made i’m proud of

39. piercings: just my ears. i really wanted snake bites for a long time lol 

40. blood type: O- 

 41. nickname: pear, oswald, ozzie, peari, oz (insert pear emoji here) 

42. relationship status: relationships are confusing don’t talk to me 

43. zodiac: chinese: golden dragon, asrological: taurus i think

44. pronouns: he/ him

45. favourite tv show: (im gonna list a few) GOTHAM!! i’m in so deep man. it’s the only show i’ve watched air. Danny phantom, Avatar: the last airbender, Durarara, Soul Eater, sense8 (idk tho i haven’t finished), star trek: the next generation, shameless, sherlock, doctor who, great british baking show, chopped, merlin, magicians, ouran high school host club, series of unfortunate events, kill la kill, TEEN TITANS

46. tattoos: nope, but i reeeeally want some

47. right or left handed: Right-handed, but i can draw with both

48. surgery: not yet, but i need one soon

49. piercing: repeat?

50. sport: i did rowing in high school

51. vacation: i really want to go to a lot of places in asia (japan again, south korea, taiwan, tahiti )

52. pair of trainers: shoes? ya i have running shoes

more general 

53. eating: i like asian and mexican food

54. drinking: tea!!! (bubble tea too) slushies, apple juice, milk

55. i’m about to: try finishing the 3D printer, hopefully draw

56. waiting for: fulfillment idk i’m kinda a mess rn 

57. want: okie doki, a lot. security in the future, not to worry about money, a cat, surgery, time, clothes, better mental state, relationships i feel absolutely safe about

58. get married: yo man, that’s scary 

59. career: working in stop-motion animation

60. hugs or kisses: i like both in different contexts. hugs can be with more people, but still i hate strangers hugging me. making out is like v great tho :0

61. lips or eyes: Can I say both again? eyes can be so friggin cool tbh. irises are so complex and can like dilate an shit??? but mouths have so many different shapes????? im smitten bro

62. shorter or taller: either

63. older or younger: either? in a dating context i usually like older people. (I’ve had the biggest crush on my english teacher, sorry Mr. Rossen)

64. nice arms or nice stomach: i feel like those are weird things to pin against? why not arms or legs? but I guess arms? you ever see a guy with nice arms and you like omg strangle me. mkay just me (no one is gonna read this far)

65. hook up or relationship: i’m uh kinda asexual so i wouldn’t have hook up sex? but make out and stuff sure, but I’d rather have a healthy relationship because u can do nasty stuff and cuddly/ domestic stuff

66. troublemaker or hesitant: i’m a chaotic neutral, i’ll hesitate if i’m not sure of the outcome 

67. kissed a stranger: Nope

68. drank hard liquor: Ye but i’d rather mix it with stuff

69. lost glasses/contact lenses: ya my mom was so mad i felt terrible :(((

70. turned someone down: I guess? i was in a relationship and he was being pushy??

71. sex on the first date: no I could not 

72. broken someone’s heart: i do not know. i hope not. i’m sorry dude

73. had your heart broken: when I came out to my parents

74. been arrested: Nope 

75. cried when someone died: ya…this dude in my grade died recently. i saw him the day before.

76. fallen for a friend: ya i think 

do you believe in … 

77. yourself: HAHAHAHA 

78. miracles: yo idk i wish

79. love at first sight: not really? but i won’t be against

80. santa claus: Nope 

81. kiss on the first date: why not? 

82. angels: not as little kiddies with wings

other 

83. current best friend’s name: one? lol can’t pick. Teutie, Illuin, Heming 

84. eye colour: brown?

85. favourite movie: mm nah i’m gonna list again. HELLBOY!!! i rly like the avengers one, Lord of the rings, Coraline, the purge, sweeny todd, little shop of horrors, gremlins, zootopia, star trek, star wars, the little prince, mean girls, mad max, the man from uncle, guardians of the galaxy, x men, harry potter (i like the 4th the best)

welp! Thanks for tagging me @yoshifics This was really fun!

[sage-nebula]

Breath of the Wild Update Photo Post

It’s that time (and perhaps the final time?!) once again, my friends. Since I haven’t posted screenshots in a long while, you get them all in this post. I’ve actually done everything in Breath of the Wild that I plan to do for now (aside from beating Ganon a second time and doing the DLC quests when they release), so this should theoretically be the last post like this that I make. That said, there will be spoilers for some shrine quests and other things, so be wary of that moving forward.

With that said---have this:

Okay, as funny as these pictures are, you have no idea how much of a pain in the ass it was to complete this. I spent literal hours, in real life, trying to trigger a Blood Moon. I want to say it took about four in real life hours? Possibly more? It was ridiculous. Never put me through that again, Nintendo. Please. 

However, I do like how ridiculous Link looks, standing in his underwear under a Blood Moon, hehe.

“I don’t even want the Thunder Helm,” I said. “I’m only getting it so I can complete the sidequest,” I said.

Yeah, okay. That opinion has since been revised. The Thunder Helm is awesome. I know it might be hard to tell, but I swear to god the third pic was taken after the second. I can stand there and allow Link to be electrocuted and he takes no damage so long as he’s wearing the Thunder Helm. How cool is that?! It came in very handy for the Thundra Plateau shrine quest, let me tell you. Thank you for letting me borrow it, Riju. Much appreciated.

tfw you get to have a chat with a baby. (Okay, really, Farosh was just minding her own business, but it looks like she was looking directly at Link.)

Look. You can’t blame me for trying. (It didn’t work. I got electrocuted. Maybe if I wear the Rubber Armor + Thunder Helm, though . . .)

Friendly reminder that Link is the commoner of the Champions’ Host Club.

This entire song was a host of Zelink goodness, but I especially like this bit, because “hand-in-hand” sounds so equal, and yes. Yes, they are equals, especially in this game when Zelda has been holding Ganon prisoner for one hundred years. 

I’m very amused that you’re not allowed to say “nah.”

Tbh, I probably didn’t have to have Link in his underwear for this one, but if you think I wasn’t going to be as Extra™ as possible when taking on a challenge from The Most Extra of Goron Brothers™, then you’ve got another think coming.

Like, okay, listen . . . you can slump over, half-dead on the pedestal if you want. But could you just, idk . . . move a liiiittle bit to the left so that I can activate the shrine? Please?? (She couldn’t, ofc. But honestly, if she had just let me activate the shrine, I could have warped back here when it was time to finish the quest, but no. No. I had to paraglide back like some sort of fool. Honestly . . .)

I took this screenshot because I saw a post a while ago where someone said they were receiving hate for drawing Link muscular, and that’s nonsense because Link is canonically more muscular than the average Hylian. True, Romah here was comparing him specifically to Hylian women, but I think the point stands, particularly when you consider all of the fighting + climbing + running he does over the course of the game. The boy is built, let him live. (And in any case, don’t send people hate over how they choose to draw fictional characters, ffs. That should be common sense, but here we are.)

At this rate I think that everyone in Gerudo Town is going to know that Link is a dude, only none of them are going to realize that everyone else knows it (or like, some will know---Riju and her attendant know that they both know, for instance, but they don’t know about everyone else), and so Link is still going to have to dress like a girl in Gerudo Town because, even though everyone knows and is chill about it, everyone still thinks it’s this big secret, except Link, who knows that everyone knows but isn’t saying anything about it because he doesn’t want to cause drama. Beautiful.

I do, but mostly because that broken stone slab makes me think of the Gate of Time from Skyward Sword and it gives me an emotion™. (It’s not the Gate of Time, but I’d be shocked if that’s not what it was based on.)

You guys, I’ve done it. I’ve found him. I’ve found the worst character in Breath of the Wild.

Do you know how much I hate it when people do this? Do you? Let me tell you something: I work at a university’s IT Service Desk. I have, in my time working here (both as a representative taking on the majority of the calls and as a coordinator), had the misfortune of speaking to professors who insist on being addressed as “Doctor” and get angry if you don’t call them that. Despite the fact that they’re calling because they can’t figure out how to set up their e-mail in Outlook, or because they don’t realize that they have to turn off Caps Lock before entering in their password, they need it known that they are clearly more intelligent and important than the peon Service Desk representative giving them technical support, and as such need to be addressed by their full, wholly pretentious, title. And I hate it. I can’t stand it. It’s so disgustingly pretentious and arrogant that it sets my teeth on edge. Few things will make me lose respect for a person more than insisting that they’re addressed as “Dr [name].” Few things. It’s so disgustingly pretentious. Get the fuck out of my face, you intolerable cretin.

You have no idea how badly I wanted to choose that option. Alas, to get the shrine quest, I had to give in to his pretentious obnoxiousness and address him as “Dr Calip” instead. Ugh.

On a lighter note, this is Jules, and I want her to be my gf. Note: I don’t mean Link’s gf, I mean my gf. I mean, if Link wasn’t in love with Zelda, maybe his gf . . . but since he is, she can just be my gf for this game. Seriously, she’s adorable. I love her.

Selfie with the gf. Isn’t she perfect?

I tried to buy her a ruby circlet, but the game wouldn’t let me give it to her. >( Damn it, game! Just let me buy jewelry for my gf!! (I reloaded so that I hadn’t wasted money / gems on it, since I have no use for it and I couldn’t give it to her, but damn, that’s disappointing. =( )

It’s a bit hard to see, but there’s a sand seal racing shrine quest, and Link does stretches before the race starts!! He’s so cute, istg.

He also cheers when he wins. LOOK HOW CUTE HE IS.

Gerudo!Garnet thinks I’m perfect. :)

I accidentally missed it, but there’s a scene after this where everyone claps and cheers for Link for winning the race, and he rubs the back of his neck all sheepishly. ADORABLE. Honestly, Link, tone it down a notch. (jk, you are perfect, just as Gerudo!Garnet says.)

Loone euthanized her faithful shrine orb more quickly than any test subject on record. Congratulations.

This beautiful family really does put on a beautiful performance of the Dragon Roost Island music. ♥ I only wish the mom could join in, too . . .

I mean, tbh Kass, you’ve been gone for a really, really, really long time, all so that you could gallivant around the countryside, giving me shrine quests. I think it’s more than a little understandable that they want to spend time with you now that you’re home. Don’t be a jerk. :/

This sounds like my kind of shrine.

This REALLY sounds like my kind of shrine. 8D

This was really cute, too. ♥ Namely, Link’s response of, “Hey, Tulin!” Honestly, Teba probably ties with Riju as my favorite of the Neo Champions. (I know this isn’t Teba specifically, but it’s his son---Teba’s inside.) I wish that we would have gotten to spend more time getting to know Teba. (And more time with the Ritos in general. They had such a small part, it feels unfair.)

And finally . . .

DAMN STRAIGHT I HAVE.

I mean, I already have that. It’s called the Master Sword. But sure, okay, sounds good.

Again? Got it.

Really, I know what this is: Once you complete all the shrines, you go to the Forgotten Temple in order to get the Breath of the Wild version of the green tunic. I find it interesting that they send you to the Forgotten Temple instead of the Temple of Time. It’s not like this is your first time seeing it; you have to clear all the shrines to unlock this, so unless you saved the Forgotten Temple shrine for last, you would have already been there once. I feel like this is further evidence that the Forgotten Temple is a tribute to Skyward Sword---that the statue there truly is the Goddess Statue from Skyloft, and therefore Nintendo felt it more significant than the Temple of Time (which is a bit sad, but I can live with it). Who knows for sure, though.

Just kidding---you actually can’t. Although, I do take interest in how that’s phrased. Like . . . what would happen if Link did seek to increase his power further, somehow? Would that throw his heart out of balance? Would he suddenly be worthy of the Triforce of Power, due to the thirst for power in his heart? Hmm, I wonder.

Sis, I’ve been tryin’. 

Anyway, sis had three chests sitting in front of her, and inside the three chests were . . .

You’ll notice that the “Trousers of the Wild” are actually shorts. And the description says, “they’re the most comfortable pair of pants you’ve ever worn.” So then, Nintendo . . . what you’re telling me about the “Trousers of the Wild,” then, is that these shorts are comfy and easy to wear, am I right?

. . . I’ll see myself out.

Hideous. :/ I’m not saving Hyrule in that. 

Okay, full disclosure: I’ve been weary of the green tunic for a long while now. I hate the hat in particular (sorry, RR!Link, but I’m not on your side on this one), but in general I’ve been weary of it and wanted a change of pace. For this reason, the fact that you have so many armor variants in this game was like a goddess send to me. I’ve really loved it.

But if they were going to give us a BotW rendition of the tunic (and I figured they would), why did they have to make it so hideous? Full disclosure part two: I hate the versions of the tunic that have Link in shorts. They look awful. They could have styled the BotW tunic more along the lines of the OoT one, or the TP one, but no, they went with the original, and like . . . I know why, but it’s still ugly af. Link is not wearing this to save Hyrule. I refuse.

This is an improvement, but I’d probably want to dye the pants brown or white so that it would look better, as the black doesn’t really “go” with this outfit.

And this is a further improvement, though honestly, it doesn’t matter since the tunic really isn’t worth it. From what I hear, the green tunic set is never stronger than the Champion’s Tunic, so honestly, I’m going to continue on with my standard fighting fare, which is the Hylian Hood + Champion’s Tunic + Hylian Trousers. They’re all at four stars right now (versus the zero stars the Wild set has), so there’s really no point in wasting my time with the ugly green tunic set. Maybe if they made it actually look good I’d want to wear it, but seeing as how it’s hideous . . . I’m going to see if I can sell it instead. =P

Anyway, that’s it! I’ve got one more post coming up for sure (more of a game stats post than an update post), but aside from beating Ganon once more (and the upcoming DLC), I’m done. It’s been a, dare I say, wild ride (;D) but definitely worth it. I love this game, it’s so good. I can’t wait for the DLC missions and things. ♥

[sapphicfolksongs]

over 3 years ago i filled out this short lil survey because i was bored. this was before i started college, before i started “really” dating, before i knew what i was going to do with my life, before i made most of my current best friends, while i still lived at home... so forth and so on. my life is pretty different now so anyway, i thought it’d be fun to do a before and after sort of thing. for ma blog records. ya know.

(bold is first answer, three years ago; normal font is present.)

1. The meaning behind my URL

Makes sense if you’re in the DW fandom, i s'pose. Basically I just liked the way “bay” sounds like “babe,” you know, in a way, and Rose Tyler is a total babe… but the url was already taken so there are, alas, two l’s.

My blog used to have a DW focus and now it’s primarily t100. I sort of stopped watching DW after the 12th doctor arrived (but honestly I think I stopped mostly because I started college). I started watching t100 and just got obsessed so quickly. My URL now is a combination of “rebel” and “bellarke” (bc life) and I like how “rebellark” without the e in bellarke also kinda references the ark.

2. A picture of me

lol this is such an awk picture

here’s another for balance

those pictures were in my old house! that makes me so sad. also, notice how I’m repping my Boston University shirt pretty hard. surprise, surprise: didn’t end up going there. plot twist: glad I didn’t.

anyway, some updated selfies-

basically the same except i’ve adopted lipstick on special occasions and have discovered that eyebrows are a powerful secret weapon

3. Tattoos I have

nope none, probably will never have any either. needles freak me out and i get over things way too quickly. last thing i need is to hate this permanent design on my skin eh

same. like i’ve thought about it more, have actually made a pinterest board dedicated to possible ideas!! but i am still fickle. still afraid of needles. i like the idea more as i get older. would like to get one with my brother. i guess we’ll see.

4. Last time I cried and why

I got into UT! It was happy crying. I literally thought I wouldn’t be accepted; it’s one of the hardest (if not the hardest) state school to get into if you’re not in the top 7%, and I’m not. I literally had a breakdown. I don’t even know if I’m going, I was just thrilled that someone actually wanted me. You knowwww??  

this is so funny to me. i’m always glad i had that reaction because it was just... pure joy. relief. wonder. i never thought i’d get in. now i’ve just finished my third year there. i love it. it’s been crazy. it’s changed my life. it’s caused my unbelievable stress and tears at times but it’s also been arguably the best time of my life. 

anyway, on to the question - i cry a lot lmao. i don’t even remember what i last cried about or when. it was probably a combination of school stress + work stress + life stress (what am I doing, ya know?) + boy stress. it’s been like two-ish months since i got dumped but it’s still sorta lingering in my mind and it’s been rough. but i’m giving myself a break, letting myself breathe (letting my heart breathe, let’s be real) and letting myself feel. so tears are welcome. though i hate the build up of emotions to it [sigh]

5. Piercings I have

My ears. I don’t really like piercings all that much. I might like a cartilage or something. I also like belly-button piercings, but I don’t have the body for that, and ow, and lots of other things.

lol yeah same. i don’t even wear earrings so what’s the point

6. Favorite Band

At the moment, Bastille! Imagine Dragons is also a long time favorite of mine.

and then a year or two later I’d see both of those bands in concert!! that’s so cool. i’m so happy i got to see those bands with my friends (and now i am sighing dreamily at those concert posters in my room). anyway, these dudes will still be my faves for a long time coming. but recently i’ve really enjoyed listening to MAX. his songs are fucking bomb like i love all of them.

7. Biggest turn off(s)

Jerkiness. Rudeness. That really, REALLY bothers me most of anything.

i feel as if I remember answering this question and though of course most people hate “rudeness,” i didn’t have enough experience with dating really to know what i disliked. which is how i got where i am today. wonderful! lol. but no, i can safely say my biggest turn-off is not being listened to. when someone feels like they are the only person that matters or is interesting, and treats you as if you are not interesting. i am a human being - and an important one! - with a full, interesting, crazy life, and i deserve to be treated like i’m important by the people i associate myself with. and all other things that that entails. 

10. Biggest turn on(s)

Nice hair. I also really like guys with nice, uh, hips? Like thin and stuff you know? That sort of lean but a little muscular look. Idk that nineteen year old boy look. Sooo beautiful lolll. Also, sort of faux-hawk hair, it’s a bit of a fad but I’m starting to really like it. And long sleeved dress shirts rolled up to the elbow. And you know what- just overall polite guys. That’s really important and very attractive. Oh, and a sense of humor! Wow. This was a bit of a list.

nice smile and nice laugh. i love falling for someone and having their laugh stuck in your head, hearing it when you text them or when someone mentions their name. 

11. Age

Eighteen!

twenty-one.

12. Ideas of a perfect date

Fun & comfortable, and just a tad romantic :) I don’t know what, though. Anything spontaneous, wild- or calm. One or the other, no in between!

i would agree with 18 year old anna. something comfortable where i’m able to talk to the other person, without feeling like we’re on stage or too exposed. good conversation, easy laughs, experiencing something new. i love (and hate) revisiting places i went to on dates because they overflow with memories. good and bad. but i think making new memories like that is the best kind of date.

13. Life goal(s)

Be a writer! Published before I’m, eh, 25?

wtf anna. *sssiiiggghhh* little did I know that I would stop writing almost entirely once i got to college! idk why. it’s something i’ve struggled with immensely, my loss of “identity” as a writer. i will probably not be published by 25. not in the way i wanted, anyway. i did join the paper at college and had quite a few articles published but a book is far from the works for me.

my life goals would be to write creatively, though, in some format. if i can. if i still have the motivation and the drive... i want to be nice to myself. i would also like to be independent, and happy. 

15. Relationship status

In a relationship with a wonderful guy. Been just a little over 5 months now.

update on that relationship: we dated for a year and then i went to college. after a few months in college, i dated (a little.. like, a very little little) and ultimately regretted breaking up with aforementioned HS boyfriend. that spring break we met up and talked; he wanted to get back together, but i decided i wasn’t ready. we’ve talked probably only a few times since (it’s been like 2 years). i’m back in a stage where i’d like to try again. i think i needed to grow up and mature to really be ready to be in a relationship with him, and i think i’m there now. unfortunately he’s been dating a girl for like a year now, so that’s a no-go, and obv i’m no home wrecker (not intentionally anyway - long story!) but i think if there’s ever a time where he’s single and i’m single... i might try again. 

anyway, as i mentioned earlier, was recently dumped (by somebody else, unrelated) so i’m basically the most single i’ve been in a while. i’m sort of enjoying it but also kind of bored/anxious/fearful of being alone forever, etc etc, also quite afraid of another rejection and the whole process of getting to know someone and.. ugh dating is ugly and gross. anyway. i’m single. i’m so rambley. my apologies friends

16. Favorite movie

You know what movie I really liked, and will go on and on and on forever about? Wuthering Heights. I think it was the last one that was released, I’m not sure- but that shit was beautiful, man.

ah haha hahaha ha my favorite movie is pride and prejudice. it’s the only movie i can see several times and not get sick of. why am i such a predictable period drama lovin’ hoe

17. A fact about my life

I’m going to college to study English and/or Pyschology!

dropped english after a semester, fell in love with psych (i was a TA of sorts for this really popular Pysch 101 class with two really famous psych professors) but ultimately i decided to pursue elementary education. i’m about to start student teaching and i’ll be in a third grade classroom! 

18. Phobia

Cockroaches. Fire. Erm… Death and oblivion and the sort of unknown realm of things. Dark, sort of.

same ahahaha also, i’m afraid of a bad marriage? or no marriage at all. i’m afraid i’ll be afraid to be alone and end up in a bad marriage. i’ve got love and lost love and bad love on my mind lately. it’s like a phase or something

19. Middle name

MARIE. Such a boring name. I wish it’d been Belle or Bella so I could have been Anna Belle or Anna Bella. Or Annabelle or whatever…

it is the same and i hold the same thoughts in regard to my middle name as i did at 18 years old

[justthinkingofwaystoavoidbusses]

Okay, so I’ve been tagged in a bunch of things that I haven’t got round to doing so they are all compiled here under the cut :)

Tagged by @shiftyspirits <3

Tag 9 people you wanna know better

Relationship status: Single

Lipstick or chapstick: Both, but I use chapstick more frequently

Last song I listened to: The Schuyler Sisters - Hamilton

Top 3 shows: Band Of Brothers, Brooklyn Nine Nine, Friends

Top 3 characters: George Luz, Don Malarkey, Mark Watney

Top ships: luztoye, speirton, winnix, johnlock, hamburr

Tagged by @3brosangel <3

RULES: Using only songs from one artist answer these questions and tag ten people.

Artist: Panic! At the Disco

What’s your gender? Miss Jackson

Describe yourself: Don’t Threaten Me With A Good Time

How do you feel? Victorious

If you could go anywhere? House of Memories

Favorite mode of transportation?

Your best friend: The Good, The Bad, and The Dirty

Favorite time of day: Nine In The Afternoon

If your life was like a tv show? Golden Days

Relationship status: Girls/Girls/Boys

Your fear: This Is Gospel

Tagged by @shiftyspirits <3

Rules: Copy this post into a new text post, remove my answers and put in yours, and when you are done tag up to 10 people and also tag the person who tagged you… and most importantly, HAVE FUN!

A - Age: 16

B - Biggest fear: falling to me death


C - Current time: 19:27 PM


D - Drink you last had: tea <3


E - Every day starts with: Refusing to get out of bed


F - Favorite song: Satisfied - Hamilton

G - Ghosts, are they real: I mean probably, but also idk


H - Hometown: Manchester


I - In love with: The entirety of the BoB cast, most Marvel characters, Sam Riley, Lily James, Melanie Laurent….


J - Jealous of: People with big houses and lots of money so they can have loads if dogs and go see musicals


K - Killed someone: I indirectly killed the school hamster once, if that counts? (I was five and left my bedroom door open when I went downstairs, the ball thing it was in then fell down those stairs)


L - Last time you cried: Within the last week, I don’t quite remember


M - Middle name: Louise


N - Number of siblings: 0


O - One wish: To pass all my exams and not stress about what I’m doing with my life


P - Person you last called/texted: My mum

Q - Questions you’re always asked: What are you doing with your life? Have you done your homework? What’s for dinner?


R - Reasons to smile: Dogs, amiright?


S - Song last sang: They Live In You - The Lion King, Broadway/West End


T - Time you woke up: 11/12ish?? Idk, it was early for me anyway


U - Underwear color: Blue and White


V - Vacation destination: Belgium and the USA


W - Worst habit: I chew my lips a lot bc they get chapped but it makes them more chapped, a never ending cycle


X - X-rays you’ve had: I fractured my finger in mid 2016 so that had to get checked out


Y - Your favorite food: Chicken Satay with Egg Fried rice (complete with prawn crackers and some seaweed on the side)


Z - Zodiac sign: Aquarius

Tagged by @katejeevas <3

1. Ed Sheeran - The A Team

2. Imagine Dragons - Radioactive

3. Pitch Perfect - Since You Been Gone

4. You Me At Six - Liquid Confidence

5. The Radio Dept. - Strange Things Will Happen

6. Louden Swain - Help You

7. Kansas - Carry On My Wayward Son

8. David Bowie - Moonage Daydream

9. Bastille - Laura Palmer

10. Dodie Clark - Would You Be So Kind

Tagged by @roedoe-boe <3

Rules: Tag 9 people you’d like to get to know better.

Relationship status: Single

Favorite colors: Like an aqua blue-green colour and lilac-y purple colours (or any space aesthetic)

Pets: Two dogs, a cat and a frog

Last song I listened to: The Schuyler Sisters - Hamilton

Favorite tv show: Band of Brothers, even when I stray to different fandoms this is the one true tv show I love and always will. That being said I also love b99, the man in the high castle, sherlock (discounting s4) and friends

First fandom: Doctor Who, since it first came back when I was like 5

Hobbies: I’ve taught myself how to play guitar and ukulele, I’m learning violin and hopefully soon the piano so lots of musical stuff. Also writing and reading (both fanfic and published novels)

Tagged by @3brosangel <3

Rules: Tag 20 amazing followers you want to get to know better. (I know, I know I’m a little behind on this one, but I finally got a free moment to answer these properly.)

Name: Gemma

Nicknames: I don't really have any, Gem? I guess?? But not so much. My mum calls me Jemima and Minnie a lot

Gender: Female

Star Sign: Aquarius

Sexual Orientation: Pansexual

Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw

Favorite color: Aqua and lilac

Favorite Animal: Dogs

Average hours of sleep: School night? - Less than 6 Every other night? - at least 10 if I’m left to sleep

Cat or dog person: Both, but mainly dogs

Favorite Fictional Characters: George Luz, Bucky Barnes, Jake Peralta

Number of blankets I sleep with: Always a duvet and sometimes an extra blanket if it’s cold

Favorite Singer/Band: Renee Elise Goldsberry and Phillipa So are basically my idols, talking about things off broadway would be Imagine Dragons, Bastille, Taylor Swift, P!ATD, All Time Low

Dream Trip: Me and my best friend are planning a roadtrip across america for when we’re both older, so far though I greatly enjoyed my three day trip to Ypres, Belgium where we went to loads of world war memorial sites and graveyards

Dream job: Becoming a successful author (mildly realistic) or an actor (not so realistic considering I hate auditioning for things)

When was this blog created?:January 2015, I think

Current number of followers: 1,173 right now, though my other blog which I’ve had since 2012 only has 270

When did your blog reach its peak?: Thus far it would probably have been around July-September I think, basically just after Sol 6 and around the time Science Fair first started being written

What made you decide to make a Tumblr: My mess of a fandom tumblr was purely bc everyone else at school had one and I wanted to know what all the fuss was about, this one was made bc my mum was constantly bugging me about doing more writing if I wanted to be an author and this blog was made to encourage me to actually do so rather than constantly put it off

Okay so I’m not going to tag anyone bc there’s so many different tag things here and I got tagged in them ages ago so anyone who I could think of to tag has probably already done it. So if you decided to read through all this and you though one of them was cool and you wanna do it, then you can do it and say I tagged you! Thank you to all these lovely people who tagged me <3 <3 <3

[echeveriia-moved-accounts]

Get To Know Me

man i love oversharing so here’s another one of these 

Rules: Answer these 92 statements and tag people

THE LAST: 1. Drink: coffee 2. Phone call: probably with one of my parents, but all that’s showing up in my call history is the endless calls from the red cross asking for my blood that i ignore 3. Text message: with @elliox​ 4. Song you listened to: scream - 2ne1 5. Time you cried: hmm i don’t really remember but it was probably about my cat

HAVE YOU: 6. Dated someone twice: no 7. Kissed someone and regretted it: no 8. Been cheated on: no 9. Lost someone special: yes 10. Been depressed: buddy i’m always depressed

11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: no

LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS: 12-14: green, blue, black

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU: 15. Made new friends: yes! i made friends with @some-good-meme​ this year and also got closer to @nart-snart​ and i’m love you guys 16. Fallen out of love: no 17. Laughed until you cried: yes i love when that happens 18. Found out someone was talking about you: i can’t remember but maybe? 19. Met someone who changed you: not really 20. Found out who your friends are: yes 21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: no

GENERAL: 22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: most of them, and i assume anyone i don’t recognize is someone from elementary school who i just forgot about 23. Do you have any pets: three cats and a bearded dragon 24. Do you want to change your name: idk i mean i don’t really like my name but i don’t know what i’d change it to 25. What did you do for your last birthday: not much, i went out to eat and got a chocolate turtle cake to celebrate 26. What time did you wake up: sometime after 11:00 27. What were you doing at midnight last night: watching psych 28. Name something you can’t wait for: going to college in august! 29. When was the last time you saw your mom: like 5 minutes ago 30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: i really wish i’d done more outside of school during high school, like i wish i’d joined a club or something and gotten a job. i feel like it’s gonna put me at a disadvantage eventually cause other people actually did stuff with their lives  31. What are you listening right now: madness - muse 32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: ...i actually don’t know haha 33. Something that gets on your nerves: the sounds of other people eating 34. Most visited website: probably this blue hellsite

LOST QUESTIONS. I JUST PUT IN RANDOM INFO ABOUT ME 35. Mole/s: i have a couple on my arms 36. Mark/s: i have freckles all over, but they’re a lot more faded now than when i was younger 37. Childhood dream: i didn’t really have one specific childhood dream idk 38. Haircolor: red 39. Long or short hair: long 40. Do you have a crush on someone: nope 41. What do you like about yourself: *visibly straining against my self loathing* i really like my drive to work hard and be successful cause as long as it’s there i know i won’t give up on myself 42. Piercings: i’ve got two earlobe piercings on each ear, and two cartilage piercings on my left ear (one of the cartilage piercings is closed, though, and so is one of the earlobe piercings on the same ear) 43. Bloodtype: o+ 44. Nickname: crusty (lmao) 45. Relationship status: single and a strange and confusing mixture of happy and lonely 46. Zodiac: capricorn 47. Pronouns: she/her  48. Favorite TV Show: star trek (especially the next generation, deep space nine, and enterprise)

49. Tattoos: i don’t have any but i want to get some 50. Right or left handed: right handed 51. Surgery: i had minor knee surgery when i was 14 in an attempt to correct my leg length discrepancy, but it didn’t really help that much 52. Hair dyed in different color: just the bottom, i had a gradient from my natural red to black 53. Sport: haha nope i’m no good at any sports 55. Vacation: ...is this asking about a favorite vacation?? the last couple summers my family and i traveled to a bunch of different national parks so that was really cool, i especially liked glacier national park and banff/lake louise 56. Pair of trainers: what the hell does this mean lmao

MORE GENERAL: 57. Eating: nothing 58. Drinking: nothing 59. I’m about to: go to bed 61. Waiting for: my college’s counseling department to email me back so i can try to get some help haha 62. Want: the sweet release of death 63. Get married: possibly??? i have no idea 64. Career: i wanna be a doctor someday

WHICH IS BETTER 65. Hugs or kisses: hugs 66. Lips or eyes: eyes 67. Shorter or taller: taller 68. Older or younger: older?? idk 70. Nice arms or nice stomach: nice stomach i guess 71. Sensitive or loud: ehh kinda more on the sensitive side 72. Hook up or relationship: relationship 73. Troublemaker or hesitant: hesitant

HAVE YOU EVER: 74. Kissed a Stranger: no 75. Drank hard liquor: yes                                                                                       76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: nope, i don’t wear them 77. Turned someone down: yes 78. Sex on the first date: no 79. Broken someone’s heart: no 80. Had your heart broken: no 81. Been arrested: no 82. Cried when someone died: yes 83. Fallen for a friend: no

DO YOU BELIEVE IN: 84. Yourself: my initial reaction is “lol no” but honestly i do believe in myself. i’m strong and i’m gonna succeed 85. Miracles: not magical ones but the random happenstance ones yes 86. Love at first sight: no 87. Santa Claus: no 88. Kiss on the first date: sure if that’s what someone wants to do

OTHER: 90. Current best friend name: jack 91. Eye color: grey 92. Favorite movie: spirited away

I tag: everyone i already tagged in the post, @nicheofnight, and anyone else who wants to do it