#in love with borzois now btw

[bucket-of-amethyst]

BORZOI PORL or as Bdubs would say "Santa Perra!"

With the return of pointer Pixl and the introduction of wolfdog hybrid Ren!

i have commissions open! :D

More puppers:

Pixl

Jog

[alicentsaegon]

Beron Vanserra + Lady of Autumn mates AU masterpost🌰🔥🍁

Beron has Charles Dance's voice in my head btw, that's not up to discussion

Since mates are such a rare occurrence in Prythian, for a many centuries even in the present timeline Beron and Abella Vanserra were considered Prythian's IT couple. In the Autumn Court especially priestesses would marry couples and wish to be blessed "The way the Cauldron blessed our High Lord and Lady"

The mating bond snapped for Beron when he was in his early 300s and Abella was in her 40s. Yes everyone considered him the Fae equivalent of a cradle snatcher

Beron never actually believed he'd find a mate or any sort of love. He's a hard, jaded, unlovable man, and he had no delusions about himself. He had made peace with the fact that he's marry some female once he ascended as High Lord and they would tolerate each other.

Beron challenged her then fiance to a Blood Duel as soon as the bond snapped. Yes they fucked covered in his blood later. Abella did not grieve her beau once.

No one saw either of them two months after the mating ceremony.

Beron is predictably very very possessive of his wife.

All the smoke hounds Eris trains and breeds are descended of the two hounds Beron gifted his wife as a wedding present. Toddler Eris was obsessed with those hounds. They are all Borzois

Abella is neither demure nor a passive sweet woman who has to tolerate her husband's cruelty. Many times she revels in it. HOWEVER she's not afraid to use people's perception of her as a poor battered woman to her advantage if need be.

The Lady of Autumn is the more social of the two, unsurprisingly. She's the one to organize balls and diplomatic meetings, and has friends in many Courts. She's witty and sarcastic and very charming when she wants to be, like her youngest son Lucien

She's also very vindictive and very spiteful.

When they argue or LoA is in a foul mood the ENTIRE Forest House and even the sentries outside will hear.

She is loyal to a fault, like Lucien. It's her blessing and her curse. She has been loyal to Beron for over 5 centuries now.

Beron was a semi decent father to Eris, as a small child, until he started entering adulthood and his other sons were born, when he started viewing them as competition rather than his sons.

After 6(7) sons both Beron and Abella wanted a daughter. Beron specifically wished for a daughter since son number three, but they were unlucky.

Beron wants a daughter because a daughter, in his mind, will not challenge him. She's not a threat to him, she can't be High Lady, the magic would not choose her. He wants a daughter so in his mind he can be a father without the paranoia of that child turning against him in 50, 100, 300 years.

Helion☀️! Abella does not love Helion, she does not pine for Helion, she does not think of Helion.

Though even if she did, she would never even fathom the thought of leaving the Autumn Court for his sake. She wants to be buried in Autumn Court soil, the leaves to rot over her own body and roots to grow from her ribs.

The affair between Helion and LoA was a completely calculated move on her part, to spite Beron after he hurt and slighted her over something. There was no love, it was all power play for her, 'See honey, I can get any High Lord I want'

She blames Beron for the affair, apsolutely, and has not apologized decades later

Helion does not caaaare about Abella either remember how dismissive he was of her in ACOWAR over the woman he supposedly adores. The man has slept with all of Prythian. This is hardly a tragic love story

But perhaps he's a little disappointed he could not have had Beron and Abella both.

Lucien was an accident, or so Abella claims anyway. However Fae children are a rarity, of course they kept him. Everyone knows Lucien is a bastard except for Lucien

Beron is seething with rage. Seething. His feelings about Lucien are complicated to say the least. He keeps him close to him partly because he gets satisfaction over the thought he has the heir of another High Lord under his protection, that he can use him as a chip against Helion, if he has too.

He also actually grew to love Lucien as a child in a strange way, because similar to if he had a daughter, he does not view Lucien as a legitimate threat or competition. Beron's love is cruel.

But then Lucien grows and looks more like Helion every day and people whisper how Beron is a cuckold. He does not take out his anger on Lucien directly, however, but on Jesminda.

[houndslayr]

🎷🦐

“ℌ𝔢 𝔥𝔞𝔡 𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔢𝔡 𝔴𝔢𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔩𝔞𝔴 𝔬𝔣 𝔠𝔩𝔲𝔟 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔣𝔞𝔫𝔤, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔥𝔢 𝔫𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔞𝔫 𝔞𝔡𝔳𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔢 𝔬𝔯 𝔡𝔯𝔢𝔴 𝔟𝔞𝔠𝔨 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔞 𝔣𝔬𝔢 𝔥𝔢 𝔥𝔞𝔡 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔬𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔬 𝔇𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔥.”

| 𝔐.𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 | ℜ𝔲𝔩𝔢𝔰 | 𝔑𝔞𝔳𝔦. |

Gender: Male reader (Could be read as NB as there are only a few mentions of gendered language)

Character(s): Yan!Tartaglia x reader

Summary: You are a craftsman who meets the unfortunate fate of catching the eye of a fatui harbinger, he seems to have taken quite an interest in you.

Warning(s): Mentions of dog bites, dog attacks, stalking, Ajax tracking you, mentions of violence, a little gore, minor character death

Words: 1,351

This got deleted like 2 times and I was just about to give up but three times the charm ig. Also, I hc that all or most of the harbingers have at least 1 borzoi or any other "royal" breed, so that feeds into this plot. Forgive for the poor writing, I am doing this on a laptop which I am not familiar with

Go check this post out btw! I just want to know what new ideas you guys would want in the future. [Link]

Fem-aligned, yaoi/fujoshi supporters, pro/comshippers, mlm fetishizers dni you will be blocked

They say don't bite the hand that feeds but that's bullshit, no one deserved a fate like this. You were a no-one. You only worked as a weapon craftsman in Snezhnaya. Mostly making or repairing weapons for fatui soldiers with an occasional avid traveler, for fairly cheap.

You lived well, mora wasn't an issue most of the time, but you would doubtlessly be working for most of your life before you could retire. So, what an immense surprise it was when one of the fatui harbingers pops into your quaint shop one day.

The 11th of the harbingers waltzing through your door with two soldiers behind him. A smile that held no hint of friendliness in it. His eyes scanned over the premade weapons before landing on you working behind the counter. Upon hearing someone approaching you to go to leave your work and greet them when you stop midway. The smile on your face drops instantly into a worried frown as you realize who stands before you.

He had requested you to fix his bow and ordered a few other smaller orders of weapons. You thought that would've been it, you would just fix the bow and never have to work with the unsettling harbinger but no. He came back a week later, then the next week, and the next. Each time he would try to prolong the time you two talked.

You thought barely of it, of course, it was weird but were you really going to question the intentions of a harbinger. To you, he just had a brief case of puppy love that would pass.

Well, it didn't. It got worse, way worse. He would start to bring you bags of mora, flowers, and other gifts. You always rejected them not wanting it to seem like you were reciprocating his love. For one, you were already married to a kind-hearted man, and second whatever he had for you clearly wasn't healthy.

For a while, you put up with his weird attitude but then he started to get way too close in your personal space. His touches always lingered a little longer than comfortable, his dead-like eyes boring through your head, he was snappier, and would start to get mad when you rejected his presents.

It reached a boiling point when he grabbed your waist pulling you flush against him. In an instant your fist connected with his jaw as you weaseled out of his grasp. Reaching for a nearby weapon that is laid on your sketching desk. Childe's guards were ready to strike but quickly put their weapons down when their boss waved a command.

With a nod, they backed down and returned to idle stand behind him. When you looked back at him you expected to see an angry look on his face but instead, he looked excited even happy. The feeling of wanting to vomit arises in your throat, but you still stand firm.

"Plea- Please leave now." With a shaky voice, you command the barbaric man and his guards to leave. To your surprise, he listens. He turns with a smug grin and a wave out the door.

And for the second time, you were foolish. You thought again that maybe he would leave you alone but no. Although he didn't show up in your shop as much, he still sent fatui spies to your shop, you would find gifts wrapped in the finest paper at the steps of your house. The gifts from him never got opened you just threw them aside in the trash. Wanting nothing to do with the ginger haired harbinger.

So, what broke the camel's back? You really didn't know. Maybe he got bored, impatient, frustrated, jealous, or whatever. But something snapped inside him that day. From the beginning the day left off, just the air felt stuffy. You left your spouse at home with a goodbye kiss as you rushed off to open your shop. That day no fatui agents came in, only a few adventures in need of weapons. The snow falling outside felt heavier, and time felt as if it went 10x slower.

Finally, the time came when you could go back home, so with the twist of a key, you locked your shop and trekked your way back home through the inches of snow. But when you got to your house the door was wide open. The handle that was ripped off the door now laying in the snow. Dread filled you as you carefully stepped into the house with your polearm clutched in your hand.

What awaited you flipped your life upside down. In your living room sat Childe in your loveseat with your dead spouse laying on the blood-drenched rug. The smell of iron leaks into your senses, making you gag at the horrendous aroma.

His eyes snap up to yours, and that same ominous manic smile adorns his face. "Welcome home, my love!" He cheered as he stands up to hug you, his arms spread wide. There was no comfort in his voice, it made your ears want to bleed, like nails on a chalkboard.

After the shock wore off the fact that the love of your life had been killed registered in your brain. You felt sorrowful but another emotion gravely overshadowed that. Anger, rage, and hatred bubbled up covering all the sadness you felt. Animosity for Childe was all you felt at that moment.

The grip on your polearm tightens, the sight of him getting closers acting like he hasn't done a single bad thing. It makes you fucking pissed. But you knew there was no way for you to beat him in a fight, you couldn't go up against a harbinger and win. So, you did the only thing you could think of, letting your flight or fight take control.

Your pyro vision lights ablaze, your polearm swings out in front of you creating a wall of fire blocking Childe from getting to you. Without taking a second glance you rush out into the blizzard-like weather. Through the howling winds, you hear him yelling after you to come back and stop running but you don't even when your lungs feel like they could collapse or when your body feels so numb.

The goal was to get out of Snezhnaya because you couldn't dare to look at that place anymore. The mere thought of stepping foot into the city made you shiver. You don't really know how long you have been walking maybe a few hours? Frozen snow clings onto your clothes as you cling onto yourself. The storm was getting really bad, you could barely hear nor see anything. Droplets frozen onto your lashes weighing them down, your eyes feeling droopy. For a while you couldn't hear anything till the sound of dogs barking makes your heart drop.

It was the sound of at least 3 dogs getting closer to you rapidly. You were so exhausted that you didn't even try to speed up, you just hoped that they weren't after you, but nothing was ever on your side was it.

Flickering pain shoots up your arm as you twirl around to see a dog. A Russian wolfhound of course. You just wanted to cry at that point, the only people at this point who were allowed to own those breeds were royals or the harbingers. The guess was that these were Tartaglia's hunting dogs. If they were his then he would follow the steps of these dogs.

The dogs latched ahold of both your arms, the third grabbing onto your back and pushing you down into the frigid layers of bloody snow. You couldn't take it anymore the fatigue and scalding pain overtaking all senses. Black splotches start to cover your vision, ringing in your ears almost blocking out the sound of snow crunching around you.

Before your vision could go out completely a hand grips your hair pulling you up to meet the face of Tartaglia, his unnerving smirk still resting on his freckled face. "You thought you could run darling? Your fucking mine" was the last thing you heard before your head gets thrown into the snow below again and darkness takes you.

Fun fact for those who made it this far, but I really love borzoi! I love sighthound in general and have researched them a lot, but borzoi has got to be my favorite. Maybe I'm biased because I have a little borzoi puppy, but they are such a goofy breed, and I would never regret getting one.

[ryanphantom]

btw i love the fact that borzois are becoming a hit meme right now because borzois are my FAVORITE dog breed

you are filling my dashboard with ryanbait

[rainbowgod666]

Warning: this is a massive joke based entirely on this video by Red Overlysarcasticproductions (here known as @comicaurora. Yes thats why the artstyle of Aurora is so familiar, congratulations you can recognize patterns and are on the same level as a crow) (crows are cool so its fine 🐦‍⬛)

Stranger in a strange land except yours truly wrote it

1) Micheal is SO BLATANTLY the definition of femboy he gets (IN THE DAMN BOOK) a Fuckton Of Porn Of Him (Which he *likes* for reasons unknown even for ME)

"doesnt understand lying" and then he gets it and he SWEARS UP A FUCKING CATEGORY 6 HURRICANE at the protagonists for an *entire chapter* and its something that NEVER actually happens in the book. Like _at most_ he says "golly" or "darn" and then he just grabs all co-protags by the collar and goes ƳØŲ FÜÇƘÏÑĢ ŁÎŢŤĻË ŞĤĮȚŜ-

its part of MY MULTIVERSE. Which means that around the middle of the book, it turns out that parallel universes are real and nobody wants to conquer anybody because "nobody gives a shit"

This also explains how Mandela County is the 51st state of america even tho it doesnt get a star on the flag: Gabriel (yes that one) appeared and everyone went to him like "please for the love of FUCK make a government" and now its full of transhumanist transgenders (which sounds cool AF btw but whatever)

And also why pokemon dont exist. Long story short the Infinity Energy is a pokemon-only thing and the funny critters DISINTEGRATE without it (whoops)

Micheal meets the ACTUAL angel micheal and they both read the original stranger in a strange land and theyre both disgusted by it. Like holy fuck

The SCP foundation doesnt outright "appear" but its so fucking blatantly obvious that they are there. As in- theres a chapter where the only SCP word is "epsilon 11 nine tailed fox" and its in ONE chapter and its to breach the house of a terrorist

Turns out a martians powers in this book are a mixed bag of references: limited telepathy, steven universe tier empathy (like me hahahahaha i am in pain actually ;w;) and their skin is SLIGHTLY different from a human so whats a little burn for us can become A FUCKING WILDFIRE

Yes theres 2/3 or so chapters about him trying to get pyrokinesis, then jill is like "dude. You are flammable, not pyrokinetical" and he goes home sad

Jill actually has a deep seated trauma which kinda EXPLAINS her """promiscuity""" (dont worry, its a school thing and not a family one) and she gets over it by... getting a girlfriend.

No im not doing this alone half the concepts are either fetishes or political statements and i dont have time for this shit

Also micheal turns out to like gay sex more than straight sex which is weirdly phrased at first bit the reality is that seeing Feminine Guys™ makes him lose his marbles a bit. And by a bit i mean that theres an entire sentence where he says shit that only here on tumblr would be accepted, and it would be classified as "do not tumblrize the thirsty white cishet male please. Its bad enough". Yes he starts crying about it. Micheal may or may not be a big ball of explosive emotions. Whoops!

Speaking of Brain Bullshit: every autistic person ever has a power REGARDLESS of their intellect. This is explained by me (BECAUSE IM NOT PUTTING A STUPID SELF INSERT. IM GETTING IN THERE MYSELF BOY/GIRL/WHATEVERIDONTCAREIJUSTHOPEYOUGOTACOOLFLAGWITHIT) and the explaination chapter ends with a sentient mass of fuel-bleeding something going like "my iq is the same as a borzoi and these people are the dumbest idiots ive ever seen" and me agreeing (because hes right)

Also apotheosis is a thing but its so fucking stupid only the non rich can do it without going insane (obviously) (no they do not lose their sense of mortality/humanity. Thats a cop-out the size of the perseus supercluster)

The only reason he gets an autism diagnosis is because of that whole soup of "being an alien + not understanding society + op bullshit". He doesnt learn what autism IS until the last chapter.

And what happens then? He goes back to mars with a bunch of earth games and films. Mostly to share them with other martians to figure out wtf is a compooter. The epilogue is the release of "stranger in a strange land". An 8-bit styled RPG where youre an alien trying to save humans and

Oh who the fuck am I kidding. In my version of stranger in a strange land, Micheal invents fucking UNDERTALE

[socialistexan]

I forgot I haven't posted this on here but my amazing girlfriend got me this sticker for my birthday that's so perfect, I truly can not believe it.

A Halloween borzoi dressed up in a mothman costume. Like, it so hits my exact vibe and intersection of my favorite things that it's hard to imagine that it wasn't commissioned for me.

[squadron-of-damned]

okay so i have,,, a lot of questions for siegfried and his kids. not exactly from the list (and more like ICAs) but i just have to annoy my uncles.

for everyone:

what's your favourite colour? do you like walking barefoot or have you ever walked barefoot? would you take me to the park and have ice cream with me? btw, favourite ice cream flavour?

for siegfried:

how did you even survive being shot three times in the same place? like, HOW??? why swords? also yeah, you spent too much time in scotland, you could literally call yourself a scot. buy me a sword, i need one.

for wolfgang:

do you know what's a furry? how many dogs do you currently have and could i have one? ily you are very cool, keep doing u.

for markov (the fav uncle):

not a question but i want you to teach me how to stab people and cause non-lethal injury. when the fuck did you get married and why wasn't i a flower girl? please sign your cards.

Favourite colour: These are not going to be ICA, because Markov would lie and Siegfried wouldn't know the truth if it hit him in the head.

Siegfried could never pick just one, he liked combinations of earthy browns and light greens. If he had to pick one, he'd say maroon, and then mull it over until the end of his days if it was the right answer.

Wolfgang wears what he loves: Scarlet

Markov might wear his signature purple, but is actually fond of dark greens, emerald and malachite like

Ice cream:

Siegfried: Have you gone through your training today? Well, once you are finished, we can get ice cream as a reward. Strawberry is a good ice cream.

Wolfgang: Well, the dogs aren't going to walk themselves and I suppose we can stop by the ice-cream stall on the way. If it's omen. And if you promise not to make a mess. Scoop of pistachio?

Markov: Consider this counterpoint: Actual food. But we can spend the afternoon in the park and you may get ice cream on your own. If they have dark enough chocolate flavour, I might consider having one scoop too...

About the three shots:

Siegfried: It's not like a shot to the shoulder is lethal, especially if you keep your mind and stop the bleeding. I myself am more puzzled how three different people separated by some thirty years managed to hit me in the exact same spot.

Swords:

Siegfried: Fencing, either the fancy sport one or the historical one, make for a good sport. I picked it up first as PE and then stuck to it, because I liked it. Many people nowadays like to do martial arts, because in case of toruble they could also defend themselves, swordsmanship has the same benefit. It also has one additional advantage: People are intimidated by large visible weapons. If someone sees a sword strapped to your side, they aren't even going to start a fight. You can call that preventive damage control.

Siegfried: Besides it is a known fact that everyone looks better with a sword, it just has some people-magnetic properties. But if you carry a sword and don't know how to use it, you are more likely to hurt yourself or worse - make a fool of yourself.

Siegfried: Why would I buy you a sword? Go to the armory, pick one that you like. Something to match your height and strength.

The furry question:

Wolfgang: You aren't the first person to ask me that. According to Markov, who's a fountain of such useless trivia, furry is me but neon green with orange streaks. I hope that answers helps you, because it did not help me at all.

Dogs:

Wolfgang: So right now we are at sixteen. 6 are actually our dogs, these five puppies are for sale or taking if you promise to take good care of them. Yes, you'll get the papers, this is a certified breeding station.

Wolfgang:These three I am sort of looking after until their owners sort out their living conditions - it's not easy to do software and divorce and find a place big enough to live in with a borzoi.

Wolfgang: And these two poor sods got into an accident and the shelter couldn't really provide for them. Together they make for a whole dog and some spare parts. If you wanted to, you could take them, but they are high maintenance.

Being very cool:

Wolfgang: I am so cool it's frosty, lass. *winks with both eyes*

Stabbing people:

Markov: *hands you an anatomy atlas* Make a list of all spots that are lethal to stab, then I shall add in any of those you'll have missed. After that? Stab anywhere but there.

Marriage:

Markov: That is a private information. Nobody was invited, you get equal treatment to everyone else.

Markov: It's not like you've missed out anything. We signed some papers, then everyone went home.

Signing cards:

Markov: Why would I? Everyone knows they are from me. If someone does not know that, they either bother to find out or they do not.

[noodle-dragon]

orchard, cranberry, flannel

orchard - share one thing that you’d like to happen this autumnI'd love love love to do well at either of the back to back specialties coming up. BooFest (Silken specialty) is next weekend, and Del Valle (Borzoi specialty) is the weekend after! Btw if anyone wants to meet 100+ borzoi, come to the Del Valle dog show in Pleasanton, CA on the 21st!cranberry - what’s one physical feature that you get complimented on?Usually it's my hair :)flannel - have you ever gone on a bad date?SO MANY! No one ever taught me general dating 101 as a teen so whenever a guy said "hey do you want to come see a movie with me?" I was always like "sure! Sounds fun! I love movies!" having zero idea that they were expressing interest in me. And even when I started wising up, I would get ambushed. It became "hey let's get a group of friends together to see a movie!" And I'd show up to... just the two of us 😬. One time, I made a deliberate point of keeping the arm rest down and leaned away from him, and the guy still yanked my shoulder over the arm rest and wouldn't let me up, even when I told him to please stop. He also kept? Poking my nose? As if it was cutesy? And I told him straight up that he ambushed me and that was incredibly uncomfortable. Then he poked my nose again and said "you're so cute when you're fussy" omfg. Oh and another time I was having a date with my then boyfriend (of over a year), now ex. I went to hold his hand and he pulled it away saying "I don't want people to think we're committed." I should have dumped him right there.

[stairstab]

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HOYL FUCJBG

⭐️ my favorite colors are neon cool colors like purple, pink and blue

⭐️ i can never decide a favorite mcelroy brother tbh....but i love justin...

⭐️ my guilty pleasure homestuck fave is kurloz.......skellie boy

⭐️ i have 2 siblings, both MUCH older than me.

⭐️ my favorite animal is....CATS! i love them. i own 3

⭐️ my teen name would be mountain dew big red

⭐️ my favorite monster factory episode is the sims ones but i love them all

⭐️ i would die for mexican food

⭐️ i tried learning german and gave up......leider

⭐️ i really love witchouse music, like purity ring, lorn and crystal castles

⭐️ my favorite kind of dog are borzois and greyhounds. i also love cocker spaniels and pit bulls....

⭐️ im otherkin! although i havent thought or talked much about it lately. im spacekin, catkin and mermaidkin. 

⭐️ my religious beliefs ARE: @#$%^&*(?? agnostic...pagan..disaster

⭐️ ive tried to be vegan like four times...

⭐️ horses scare me

⭐️ im rlly into huge heels and boots..... *_*

⭐️ rarity is my fave pony

⭐️ i smoke sometimes but i dont like booze

⭐️ peh-cawn

⭐️ preztels are like...my favorite food

⭐️ ive been drawing seriously since 2010

⭐️ i was a superwholock once

⭐️ i love angels and collect them

⭐️ i have the entirety of A$$ memorized

⭐️ Monster, Serial Experiements Lain and Paranoia Agent are really good animes

⭐️ i may be on a masculine gender upswing right now, but sometimes i identify as a butch lesbian. i dont feel comfortable identifying that way rn, but it’ll come back probably. 

⭐️ my favorite femslash ship is actually vriska/aradia but i keep it lowkey

⭐️ im selectively mute

⭐️ i could probs drink ten gallons of tea in a day

⭐️ i like eating frozen waffles

⭐️ i think julie andrews in a suit is the hottest thing ive ever seen, only to be contended by Joe Calderone

⭐️ btw im a huge gaga fan, but i dont stan her

⭐️ highschool of the dead op goes hard

⭐️ people stealing/lifting gives me panic attacks

⭐️ i think bruises, blood, etc, are sexy af.. and i cant fucking watch wrestling or mma because of it

⭐️ i love musicals so much and i have Sweeney Todd’s, Repo!’s, Hairspray’s, Phantom of the Opera’s, Grease’s, and Victor Victoria’s soundtracks all memorized.

⭐️ thinking about the ancestors makes me cry

⭐️ i have psoriasis

⭐️ i love u

[termytheantisocialbutterfly]

1, 2, 3, 12, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 28, 29, 30

1) If someone wanted to really understand you, what would they read, watch, and listen to?

You should listen to either You Found Me by The Fray or We Don’t Have To Dance by Andy Black. Read Ender’s Shadow by Orson Scott Card. And watch Psych, House, and also RED (because G.O.D)

2) Have you ever found a writer who thinks just like you? If so, who?

Okay, so I think there’s two that (specifically as far as their writing) feel the most similar and close to me (they’re down below in my top 5 books too btw)

Barry Lyga and Erin Morgenstern

3) List your fandoms and one character from each that you identify with.

Lucifer - Lucifer

Supernatural - Crowley

Sherlock - Sherlock

House - Dr. House

Psych - Shawn Spencer

Criminal Minds - Dr. Spencer Reid

NCIS - Leroy Jethro Gibbs

Bull - Bull

idk man i could go on forever

12) Dog person or cat person?

I love dogs but, honestly, I’m more of a cat person

15) Five most influential books over your lifetime.

I Hunt Killers - Barry Lyga

Ender’s Shadow - Orson Scott Card

The Night Circus - Erin Morgenstern

(I’m cheating with these last two, I’m sorry)

The Gemma Doyle Trilogy by Libba Bray

A Series of Unfortunate Events by Lemony Snicket (read: Daniel Handler

16) If you’d grown up in a different environment, do you think you’d have turned out the same?

I like to think so but, honestly, I think that a lot of my humor and fear of people has evolved from dealing with my stepmother so probs not.

17) Would you say your tumblr is a fair representation of the “real you”?

I think it’s a representation of the best parts of me, the me that I try to be every day of my life. Somedays it’s a fairer representation than others

18) What’s your patronus?

It’s a Borzoi... for some reason

19) Which Harry Potter house would you be in? Or are you a muggle?

I’m in Slytherin

20) Would you rather be in Middle Earth, Narnia, Hogwarts, or somewhere else?

I wish I could remember the name of this book. I read this book (years ago now), about these two lands that were living across a mountain from each other and one worshiped a god that sang the world into being and one worshiped a god who was mute (I can’t remember what exactly he did, I think like he saw everything that ever was and ever would be or something) and like one side had witches who sang and one side had witches who read bones and they were at constant war with each other. Idk man. That’s the world I’d want to live in, because I loved it and thought it was super fantastically cool. If only I could remember the name of the book.

28) On a scale from 1 to 10, how hard is it for someone to get under your skin?

I’d say like a 6 or a 7, depending on the person and the situation

29) Three songs that you connect with right now.

Any Other Heart - Go Radio

You Found Me - The Fray

We Don’t Have to Dance - Andy Black

30) Pick one of your favorite quotes.

“Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia.” - E.L. Doctorow