#insert brooklyn nine-nine dog meme

[nyrandrea]

Motherhood

*le gasp* Oh my gosh, new fic?

I really enjoyed the character of Mommy Longlegs in Chapter 2 of Poppy Playtime so felt like diving a little deeper into it. Enjoy!

Also available to read here on Archive of our own!

Summary: As a new batch of orphans make their way into the Game Station, Mommy Longlegs takes notice of one quiet boy in particular...

Mommy loved all of her children, truly she did.

But recently she had been finding it more difficult to have any kind of real... connection with them since they came and went in a flash. Every day it was new faces and names; hairstyles and clothes; shapes and sizes. It was all becoming a bit of a blur, really.

She wasn’t even sure why she was here, in this wonderfully colorful yet painfully bleak place. There were...memories in there, somewhere, of laughter and screaming and yummy sweets and agonizing pain. But no matter how much she tried to focus; she just couldn’t pluck anything out of that plastic head of hers.

Which only left confusion and rage and—

“Hi kids! Welcome to the Game Station!”  

Snapped out of her trance by the callout, Mommy immediately made for the train station and forced the corners of her lips upwards, hoping to make some resemblance of a warming smile as the next batch of children hopped off from the carriages.

Most of them just stood there in awe as they took in the grandeur of the hall, others had no hesitation in making a beeline for the soft-play area and punching the buttons of the cut-outs while a select few made their feelings be heard loud and clear by crying at the top of their lungs.  

That was Mommy and Huggy’s cues to step in.

As she picked up and soothed a young boy, Mommy couldn’t help but glance up at the adults in white coats as they watched the children with beady eyes and hastily scribbled down on their notepads. It would be so easy just to reach up and tear those scribbling hands right out of their—

Mommy took a breath. She couldn’t. Not in front of the children.

The boy seemed to calm down and wanted to play on the swings, so Mommy let him down, patted his head and let him be on his way. Another nameless face to blend into the crowd that she would never see again.

Only he wouldn’t leave.

Mommy blinked as he grabbed her hand and tried to lead her to the playground and, as he ran ahead, didn’t seem to process that she wasn’t following. Only realizing when he stopped and saw that her arm had stretched all the way across the hall.

She didn’t even register the kids that were poking her elongated arm as her gaze was fixed solely on the boy. There was a whole range of expressions as he tried to process what was happening; first there was confusion, then fascination, and then of course the fear...

It always took her aback when kids were afraid of her stretchy limbs. She tried to show them that they were meant to be fun and silly and used in games like skipping rope. Now, she understood why the adults were afraid as she’d make a different kind of rope for them.  

Mommy felt a tug and was surprised to see the young boy pulling to make her arm longer before swinging it from side to side, grinning from ear to ear as the others started to hop over it. Were...were they...?

“Candy, Candy, in a dish!” They started to sing in time to the swings, while others clapped along.

Beaming joyfully for the first time in years, Mommy couldn’t help but join in:

“How many pieces do you wish? 1...2...3...4!”

As they finished their song, the kids cheered and made a start for the other attractions.  

Wait. Was that it?

Mommy’s heart plummeted and her free arm instinctively reached out to prevent them from leaving.

“W-Wait! Just one more go!” she pleaded, detesting the uncertainty in their eyes. Did they not want to play with her? Was it really that much of an ordeal? To make her happy? After everything she had went through for them?

“If you do, then you can get as many pieces of candy as you want!”  

That seemed to sweeten the deal as the children glanced at each other and shrugged before going again. Though with a lot less enthusiasm this time.

Mommy watched the group stampede their way towards Candy Cat and demand their treats like she told them to, much to the dismay of the feline. Bribery was an easy way to get what you want, but it was sad that such cheap tactics had to be used.  

She hadn’t even noticed the little boy from earlier had closed the gap between them, still holding her hand.

“Don’t...don’t you want some candy?” She asked, the break in her voice betraying her happy-go-lucky demeanour.

He shook his head, pointing towards the playground.

“Oh, that’s right, you wanted to play on the swings,” Mommy said as she ushered him along. “Go on then. Mommy will be right here if you need me.”

Shaking his head again, he pointed with new determination.

She frowned, wondering if the boy couldn’t talk or simply chose not to.

He frowned back, almost making Mommy chuckle a little, and then pointed at her. Such a gesture had the toy a little taken aback.

“You...want me to push you?”

Relief washed over the boy’s face as he nodded and pointed repeatedly. Mommy was almost mesmerized by the look of pure delight etched across his face and twinkle of triumph in his bright amber eyes. His hair brought on a hazy memory of golden wheat fields that swayed in the wind; a scent of sweet autumn leaves.

Her eyes trailed down to the sticker tag stuck to his yellow and blue striped shirt. ‘Isaac’ was hastily scribbled on it.

“Why, Mommy would love to, Isaac!”

Now it was his turn to be taken aback, a strange glazed look coming over his eyes as if his own name was foreign to him. Or perhaps he had never heard anyone actually say it. The thought made Mommy’s heart sink a little.

Deciding to snap him out of his little funk, the toy picked him up and placed him on the swing, thanking her lucky stars that it seemed to work as he started to swing his legs and looked at her expectantly.

“Okay, hang on tight!”

They played for what seemed like hours. Mommy hadn’t even bothered to check on anyone else because Isaac was the only one that gave her the attention she craved. He didn’t get bored and discard her like the rest of them did, he wouldn’t push boundaries and break the rules like they did, and he looked at her with those large doe eyes that silently pleaded for...she wasn’t sure what, but the other kids didn’t look at her quite so adoringly.

The perfect child.

“Where are your parents, Isaac? Your...mother?”

Mommy hadn’t meant to blurt out such an insensitive question, but she knew that the children who came here lacked a stable family life. The adults in the white coats made sure of that. For what reason, she wasn’t quite sure.

They were sitting on a play rug; the kind with colorful houses and tiny cars on roads weaved into a sort of neighbourhood. Isaac stiffened and shrugged before going back to his toys with a strange laser-like focus. The lion and lioness in his hands were butting heads with increased force.

Mommy picked up the tiny lion cub that lay nearby.  

“Okay, so let’s pretend that this baby lion is you,” Mommy said. “Hi! My name is Isaac and I looooove you!”

Her high-pitched voice earned her a little giggle, and it was more than enough to make her feel a bit better about the conversation that she was about to attempt.

“This can be daddy lion,” she pointed, trying to ignore the boy’s flinch. “And mommy...lion.”

Strangely, the name left a sour taste in her mouth.

“And they all live here in this house,” Mommy picked one at random, pushing all the toys together. Isaac started to fidget a little; rubbing his hands together and focusing his attention on anything but the toys.

“Pay attention, Isaac,” she said, her voice firm but gentle enough not to spook him too much. It was a skill that had taken time and dedication to master, but it could be a useful tool when dealing with—or ordering around— the other toys.

“Now, it’s a lovely day outside! What does little Isaac like to do with his mommy and daddy?”

No answer.

“Does he...go to the park to play?”

A shake of the head.

“Well, how about the pond?” Mommy suggested, pushing the toys along. “To... feed the ducks!”

Shrug.

Sighing, Mommy looked back down to the rug. She was running out of places to go, perhaps this hadn’t been the most tactful of ideas. But these were the kinds of things parents did with their children, weren’t they? That was what she had heard from the other orphans.

She would relay these ideas to Daddy Longlegs; they often talked about what activities they should do with the other toys, if only to distract them from their pain and rage-inducing thoughts for only a moment.  

Isaac slowly dragged himself across the rug and pulled the toys back towards the house. Mommy blinked for a moment, but quickly got the message, and observed.

The lion and lioness were tapping noses at first, as if they were kissing, and tending to the cub. The lion seemed to get less interested though, and tried pulling the lioness away, to which she seemed to refuse and stayed near the cub as if to guard him. Then they butted heads.

Harder.

And harder.

Until the mother’s head was bashed in and rolling along the rug.

“Oh, Isaac...,” was all Mommy could whisper.

But it wasn’t over. To wrap things up, Isaac tied a piece of string around the lion's plastic mane and held him up for Mommy to see.

All she saw were his glistening eyes.

“Oh sweetie , come here,” she said, wrapping her arms around Isaac and holding him up against her shoulder, with one hand on his head while the other rubbed circles along his back. Cooing and shushing as he started to sniff and whimper into her neck.

Good thing too, or else he would have seen the massive grin spread across her face.

She was ecstatic.  

Obviously, it was a shame that the poor lad had to go through something so traumatic, but this was too good an opportunity to pass up.

“Isaac...,” she started tentatively as she lightly bounced him, praying to whatever God there was that her idea wouldn’t backfire horrifically.

“Can I be your mommy?”

The silence was deafening.

“I-I mean, nobody could replace your real mother,” she quickly added on in a panic. “But if you wanted to stay here, then I could take care of you! We could play games and eat candy and have lots and lots of—”

“I’m Stella and we’ve got three super duper fun games to play!”  

“...fun,” she trailed off as she glared up at the speakers.  

“These little tests show us just how crazy strong and smart you are! Follow Mommy Longlegs down the stairs and we’ll start by playing Musical Memory! See you in a bit!”  

That woman. That woman. She always did this. Interrupting playtime. Ruining everything. Making the children nervous. So, of course it was up to Mommy to make everything better and force them down the stairs to do those stupid tests. They weren’t even fun. They were awful. Why did they have to do them? Maybe...maybe they didn’t have to. They could make a break for it. Mommy could hang the adults from their high and mighty walkway. Huggy could tear them to bits. They could. They...could...

Eyes stared at her from every direction. From the silent wide eyes of the children surrounding her to the narrowed eyes from above, the only sound a faint scratching of pen on paper.  

The other toys had seemed to have read her mind as they looked to her for the go-ahead. One nod was all it took. A thin stream of drool trailed down Huggy’s furry chin. Candy Cat’s claws slowly unsheathed. Bron was the only one that appeared a little uneasy.

Issac's��� eyes were the most intense; they tore through to her very soul, begging for consolation and safety. To make everything alright. Like a mother should.

A massive grin spread across her face.

“Alright children! Let’s do what Stella says and follow Mommy to Musical Memory! We’re going to have oh so much fun!”

There was a collective sigh of relief as the children started to form a line while the adults hurried along to their respective posts to get ready for the test, their tinny footsteps echoing across the hall.  

Their opportunity was gone.

Trying to ignore the disappointed stares that were being directed at her from her co-workers, Mommy let Isaac down and clasped his hand, bending her head down to his level.

“Don’t worry little Isaac,” she said, smiling when he grasped her hand even tighter. “You don’t need to give me an answer right now. How about we complete Stella’s games and then we can play together when we’re done, would that be alright?”  

We’ll play forever...and... ever...and ever...as mother and son.  

The boy considered it for a moment—as if he actually had a choice in the matter—and held out his pinky finger. Mommy caught on immediately and linked hers with his, almost engulfing the tiny, fragile digit.

“I pinky promise!”  

XXX

As controversial as Mob games are, I can't help but love the whole concept and vibes of Poppy Playtime, especially that title screen music man it just /hits/ different. Anyhoo, I hope y'all enjoyed this little fic!

[livebiganddie]

Ask meme: all

i was told to do all from both posts so alright here we go with that first one

Do you prefer writing with black or blue pen?

black

Would you prefer to live in the country or the city?

ive only ever lived in city places and i cant stand bugs so i guess city bc im a City Boi

If you could learn a new skill, what would it be?

uh i really wanna know how to skateboard. so id learn skateboarding or how to be able to skateboard bc my feet are really shitty and idk if i can skate with them

Do you drink your tea or coffee with sugar?

i hate coffee and im picky about my hot teas. it has to be pretty sweet so yes sugar

What was your favourite book as a child?

hmm i really loved the magic treehouse series

Do you prefer baths or showers?

showers because baths feel inefficient in a way. idk. should probs treat myself take more baths tho

If you could be a mythical creature, which would you choose?

oooo id probably be a werewolf or Cerberus. since werewolves are generic and Cerberus is like a single entity, leaning more towards werewolf

Do you prefer reading paper or electronic books?

paper. electronic books fuck with my eyes more

What is your favourite item of clothing?

my binder uh my space jam t-shirt

Do you like your name? Would you ever change it?

uh Dennis is an ok name. i dont really like where it came from, but i like when my friends call me Denny and idk its cute and i dont wanna change my name and lose that. im going to legally change my name eventually, but im still figuring out what im going to change it to. Something Dennis Something

Who is a mentor to you?

i dont view anyone as a mentor. at least consciously. idk ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Would you ever want to be famous? If so, what for?

like being famous would mean id have money so im soo down for that. but never being left alone, never havign truly private moments, being constantly critiqued, etc would wear down my mental state really fuckin quickly. but yes, for the money. id wanna be famous for something dog or animal related and/or just being a really nice/loving person

Are you a restless sleeper?

uh sometimes. it depends a lot. my sleeping has gotten better but i wouldnt say its the best sleep

Do you consider yourself a romantic?

uh i dont really think so. im still sorting out what shit is stuff i like and what is stuff i think i feel obligated to like. but yeah bein grey aro is v v interesting

Which element best represents you?

i guess water? bc it can be really calm and forgiving but it can also be really fuckin not chill

Who do you want to be closer to?

myself and other people. just in general other people. i close myself off a lot and im still learning to be open and i havent really experienced much closeness, both mentally and physically. like example: i dont wanna freak the fuck out if i accidentally sit too close to my friend and we touch. idk stuff like that

Do you miss someone at the moment?

i dont think so

Tell us about an early childhood memory.

when my grandpa was still alive and able to drive himself, he used to take me to denny’s every week. i got the same thing. a waffle and apple juice. we always talked but i cant remember about what. probably silly kids stuff lol

What is the strangest thing you have eaten?

im sort of a picky eater, so if it sounds strange i probably wont eat it. im pretty sure all the stuff ive eaten is p “normal”

What can you see outside your bedroom window?

i can see my university’s stadium, other apartments, a dumpster, a small tree or two, road, sidewalk

What are you most thankful for?

making it to where i am now. things might have been shitty and they might be shitty now, but i am thankful for the opportunities ive been given to be where i am now with who im with now

Do you like spicy food?

i love spicy food unless it makes my nose burn. its fine if its my mouth, but not my nose

Have you ever met someone famous?

maybe a race car driver or two (bc of my hometown) but other than that, no

Do you keep a diary or journal?

i used to. i need to take it up again. its really nice

Do you prefer to use pen or pencil?

pencil. i make too many mistakes for pens

What is your star sign?

capricorn

Do you like your cereal crunchy or soggy?

crunchy. and get tf outta here if you like soggy cereal man (jk you do you)

What would you want your legacy to be?

being a kind and loving person (also being funny but thats less important to me)

Do you like reading? What was the last thing you read?

i like reading even though i rarely read anymore. the last thing i read was probably the mystery book called like Night or One Night or something. it was p good

How do you show someone you love them?

i try to be there for them if they need me, do small things for them, buy them things when i get the money

Do you like ice in your drinks?

depends on the drink. milk? no. juice? yeee tea? hell yee water? yeah

What are you afraid of?

heights, the unknown, the future, spiders, people i love dying. theres more but i cant think of them rn

What is your favourite scent?

lavender or lilac. fuck me UP

Do you address older people by their first or last name?

growing up, i was told no matter what to not call people older than me by their first name, even if they were okay or told people to call them by their first name. i still kinda do that. im tryin not to tho bc if they wanna be called by their first name, i should respect that

If money was not a factor, how would you live your life?

oh SHIT man i would help so many people. i would let people stay at my place if they needed/wanted. i would donate all kinds of shit to all kinds of people. i would give my friends shit. i would save animals from shelters and live in a decent place that the animals would like and my friends could visit

Do you prefer swimming in pools or in the ocean?

the ocean beat me up so much - pools 

What would you do if you found $50 on the ground?

spend it on my summer bills

Have you ever seen a shooting star? Did you make a wish?

i honestly dont remember if i have or not

What is one thing you would want to teach your children?

dont take people’s bullshit. love is important, but letting people treat you like shit isnt okay

If you had to have a tattoo, what would it be and where would you get it?

i already have a tattoo, but if i were to get another one id wanna get a tree (maybe pine?) on the back of my calf

What can you hear right now?

my ac (couple min after answering this, i started listening to Dan Bull’s Dishonored rap on repeat)

Where do you feel the safest?

i could be gay and say “with my friends!!” but honestly, all my friends and i are queer, not cis, and one of them isnt white so im worried for their and my safety a lot (when together and separate) my apartment or my friends rooms are the best places i got but even then i dont feel 100% safe and comfortable. and idk i know a lot of people have more reason to feel unsafe so i guess comparatively, im pretty safe

What is one thing you want to overcome/conquer?

my (lack of) motivation 

If you could travel back to any era, which would you choose?

uh the past was really shitty i dont wanna go back

What is your most used emoji?

the blue heart bc im gay as fuck

What is your favourite season? Why?

winter bc i love snow and i hate being hot and sweaty (and i get hot and sweaty p easily)

How would you spend your ideal day?

id have slept the previous night for 12 hours, id spend time with friends watching steven universe or brooklyn nine-nine, eat some really good pizza with green peppers, watch youtube, and at some point drink some chocolate milk and apple juice

Describe yourself using one word.

silly

What do you regret the most?

regret for me doesnt last long. when i look back, all that ive done has made me who i am. right after something happens ill get high fuckin levels of regret, but eventually they go away. currently my regret is singing loudly while doing the dishes bc my roommate and their dad walked in on me doing that and i didnt realize so idk how long they were there listening/watching me do that

Invent your own word. What does it mean?

uh oh boy im not creative. noop. means to not be a fan of something or to be in a bad mood.

ok second post time

1: How tall or short do you wish you were?

i wish i was like 5′8″ at least (currently 5′6″ and a bit)

2: What’s your dream pet? (Real or not)

i really want a dog or a cat or both right now. i know i can choose things that arent real, but man i want a doggo or a kitty

3: Do you have a favorite clothing style?

i like the look skaters have lol i like more edgy clothes i guess? street wear. stuff like that

4: What was your favorite video game growing up?

i loved the scooby doo games i had growing up like holy shit. i had night of 100 frights and scooby do unmasked (both for xbox) man i miss those games

5: What three things/people do you think of most each day:

things: money, food, homeworkpeople: my friends

6: If you had a warning label, what would yours say?

WARNING: Quiet, anxious exterior hiding super gay interior

7: What is your opinion on [insert person/thing here]?

wasnt given a person ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

8: What is your Greek personality type? [Sanguine, Phlegmatic, Choleric, or Melancholic]

uh idk how accurate this is but i took a quiz and it told me melancholic

9: Are you ticklish?

sometimes. depends on who it is, where it is, how im feeling

10: Are you allergic to anything?

normal stuff and cats. cats make my eyes really itchy. still gonna get a cat one day tho

11: What’s your sexuality?

asexual/graysexual

12: Do you prefer tea, coffee, or cocoa?

assuming its hot tea, cocoa

13: Are you a cat or dog person?

i wanna say im a both person, but thatd be lying. i do lean more towards dogs

14: Would you rather be a vampire, elf, or merperson?

merperson

15: Do you have a favorite Youtuber?

i really like good mythical morning and cryaotic

16: How tall are you?

5′6″ and a bit

17: If you had to change your name, what would you change it to?

Something Dennis Something (im still working on it lol)

18: How much do you weigh? [Only ask this if you know the user doesn’t mind!]

i havent weighed myself in a while so i dont know exactly how much i weigh rn, but lets just say i weigh more than 200 lbs

19: Do you believe in ghosts/spirits?

i dont know. thinking about it fucks with my mind 

20: Do you like space or the ocean more?

space is scary as fuck, but the ocean is scarier imo. i like space better

21: Are you religious?

no

22: Pet peeves?

when my stuff gets out of the order i put it in is the only one i can think of rn

23: Would you rather be nocturnal or diurnal [opposite of nocturnal]?

nocturnal

24: Favorite constellation?

the dippers bc i have freckles that make a dipper :)

25: Favorite star?

dont have one :/

26: Do you like ball-jointed dolls?

sure

27: Any phobias or fears?

heights, unknown, spiders, death of people i love, becoming someone i hate

28: Do you think global warming is real?

yes

29: Do you believe in reincarnation?

idk. i think itd be interesting. 

30: Favorite movie?

a big’s life and the fox and the hound are the only movies i can think of rn

31: Do you get scared easily?

i startle extremely easily. i also get scared/creeped out fairly easily. i still watch horror shit tho lol

32: How many pets have you own in your lifetime?

just two. my siberian huskies Wolfie and Dakota

33: Blog rate? [You’ll rate the blog of the one who’s asking.]

youre on anon ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

34: What is a color that calms you?

blues calm me bc theyre so pretty, theyre my fav, and psych shit lol

35: Where would you like to travel and/or live?

uh im not sure where i wanna travel, just that i wanna go somewhere else. i wanna live in a place that doesnt get too hot, but does have sunshine regularly so i dont get stuck in Depression Zone

36: Where were you born?

indianapolis, indiana

37: What is your eye color?

blue

38: Introvert or extrovert?

introvert

39: Do you believe in horoscopes and zodiacs?

idk if i believe, but i think theyre fun and i like reading horoscopes and reading zodiac shit

40: Hugs or kisses?

uh never been kissed so hugs

41: Who is someone you would like to see/visit right now?

im p good rn. my friend recently left my place. alone time is chill

42: Who is someone you love deeply?

my friends

43: Any piercings you want?

i want an industrial on my left ear

44: Do you like tattoos and piercings?

fuck yeah i do 

45: Do you smoke or have you ever done so?

no and no

46: Talk about your crush, if you have one!

no crush lol

47: What is a sound you really hate?

the chair i have that is a rocking chair, when it balances on the back and i dont sit down slowly, itll slam against the ground. i hate that

48: A sound you really love?

baby animals. just in general. so cute

49: Can you do a backflip?

no

50: Can you do the splits?

no

51: Favorite actor and/or actress?

dont have one

52: Favorite movie?

this was #30

53: How are you feeling right now?

anxious as shit 

54: What color would you like your hair to be right now?

blue or blond

55: When did you feel happiest?

with my friends, watching playthroughs on youtube, listening to my fav music

56: Something that calms you down?

lavender/lilac

57: Have any mental disorders? [Only ask this if you know the user doesn’t mind!]

the usual depression & anxiety, trichotillomania, and since trich is seen as some form of OCD, maybe i have some OCD too? who knows, i dont

58: What does your URL mean?

my friend tagged me in a post and was like “new life motto” i was like “agree” and made the phrase from the post my url

59: What three words describe you the most?

silly, gay, reserved

60: Do you believe in evolution?

yes

61: What makes you unfollow a blog?

aphobia, antisemitism, shit like that

62: What makes you follow a blog?

dogs, relatable content, i think the person is cute, pretty content. extra follow if they have multiple of these

63: Favorite kind of person:

kind but takes no shit. is not shitty

64: Favorite animal(s):

dOgS, cats, sloths, seals, manatees, snakes, uhh and the rest of the animal kingdom

65: Name three of your favorite blogs.

handsomedogs, all the ace/aro positivity blogs, all the nonbinary positivity blogs

66: Favorite emoticon:

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

67: Favorite meme:

fUCK this is hard…. i guess the new positivity memes. where it took something super negative and made it cute and :)

68: What is your MBTI personality type?

INFP-T

69: What is your star sign?

capricorn

70: Can your dog roll over on command, if you have a dog?

no

71: What outfit out of all your clothes do you like to wear the most?

black jeans, grey vans, black socks, space jam shirt (or my black & white vans shirt), my (black and white) staff hat, and my black and white bracelet

72: Post a selfie or two?

73: Do you have platform shoes?

no

74: What is one random but interesting fact about yourself?

im simultaneously really fucking loud and also super fucking reserved and shy

75: Can you do a front flip?

no

76: Do you like birds?

yes

77: Do you like to swim?

uh yes and no. i always hated swimming in swim suits and i dont have trunks that fit me and you cant wear shirts in pools and i cant be shirtless (i totally would tho to spite someone. like “um take off ur shirt u cant wear it in the pool” “yeah ok” *takes off binder* “motherfucKER” idk) but i like being in the water and chilling and i love lazy rivers and stuff

78: Is swimming or ice skating more fun to you?

swimming. ice skating is so scary

79: Something you wish didn’t exist:

shitty people or just people

80: Some thing you wish did exist:

my bank account overflowing in money

81: Piercings you have?

both of my earlobes are double pierced

82: Something you really enjoy doing:

i wasnt good at it, but i really enjoyed playing tennis with my old friend. i had a good time every time

83: Favorite person to talk to:

my friends

84: What was your first impression of Tumblr?

i dont remember much. i joined octoberish in 2012

85: How many followers do you have?

only 364. not much

86: Can you run a mile within ten minutes?

uh i havent tried in a long time but im gonna go ahead and guess no

87: Do your socks always match?

nope. if i can, i usually mismatch them on purpose. they have to have the same texture/thickness though

88: Can you touch your toes and keep your legs straight completely?

no

89: What are your birthstones?

garnet

90: If you were an animal, which one would you be?

dog or sloth

91: If a flower could aesthetically represent you, what kind would it be?

idk. i like hydrangeas. so them

92: A store you hate?

i cant choose just one, but the type of stores i hate are problematic ones that appropriate shit or are racist and shit

93: How many cups of coffee can you drink in one day?

00000000 i hate coffee

94: Would you rather be able to fly or read minds?

fly. reading minds would stress me the fuck out

95: Do you like to wear camo?

yes and no. see, i hate camo. i think its ugly as fuck. but i do have a shirt i got free from school thats camo. its a little big on me and its comfy to wear to bed or i wore it when i went swimming in the ocean

96: Winter or summer?

my mental health is saying summer but my body temp is saying winter

97: How long can you hold your breath for?

around 49.26 seconds

98: Least favorite person?

too many to choose from

99: Someone you look up to:

jeffrey marsh

100: A store you love?

tillys, vans, zumies. (im like 13 lol i know)

101: Favorite type of shoes

i like mid rise shoes. like converse street mids, vans half cabs, vans bedfords. i also like old skools. i like new balance 710, 576, 574, 565. i like saucony too. not their athletic shit, but their causal wear shoes. NICE. idk i just love sneakers 

102: Where do you live?

indiana

103: Are you a vegetarian or vegan? If so, why?

no

104: What is your favorite mineral or gem?

Dioptase is really pretty

105: Do you drink milk?

yes

106: Do you like bugs?

i like them when theyre not near me

107: Do you like spiders?

spiders creep me out so fuckin much

108: Something you get paranoid about?

mostly how people feel about me 

109: Can you draw:

no

110: Nosiest question you have ever been asked?

uh i think it was something about turn ons or whatever

111: A question you hate being asked?

“What do you want to do after college?”

112: Ever been bitten by a spider?

think so

113: Do you like the sound of waves at the beach?

yeah

114: Do you prefer cloudy or sunny days?

suns out, but there are clouds in the sky

115: Someone you’d like to kiss or cuddle right now:

uh

116: Favorite cloud type:

Stratocumulus

117: What color do you wish the sky was?

i like it blue

118: Do you have freckles?

yes

119: Favorite thing about a person:

uh their laugh or smiles. i like seeing people happy and everyones laugh and smiles are different and cute and unique and wonderful

120: Fruits or vegetables?

fruits

121: Something you want to do right now:

sleep or eat

122: Is the ocean or sky prettier?

sky

123: Sweet or sour foods?

sweet. sour shit makes my jaw hurt

124: Bright or dim lights?

ideally, neither bright nor dim, just the right amount. but dim if not bc bright lights for too long give me headaches

125: Do you believe in a certain magical creature?

idk

126: Something you hate about Tumblr

all the fuckin nazis and racists and aphobes and shit

127: Something you love about Tumblr:

people punching nazis, ace/aro people coming together to have a good time, the positivity posts

128: What do you think about the least?

im not sure

129: What would you want written on your tombstone?

my real name, even if it hadnt been legally changed yet

130: Who would you like to punch in the face right now?

a racist

131: What is something you love but also hate about yourself?

im not entirely sure. like there are things i hate and things i love but idk something thats both

132: Do you smile with your teeth showing for pictures?

yeee i do

133: Computer or TV?

computer

134: Do you like roller coasters?

god no

135: Do you get motion sickness or seasickness?

i think i get motion sickness. idk about seasickness

136: Are your ears lobed or attached?

i think lobed

137: Do you believe in karma?

idk

138: On a scale of 1-10, how attractive would you say you are?

a solid 3.1

139: What nicknames do you have/have had?

some friends call me Denny :)

140: Did you have any pretend or imaginary friends?

i dont think so? i cant remember

141: Have you ever seen a therapist/shrink?

yes

142: Would you say you are a good or bad influence to others?

ive been both, but i hope more good than bad

143: Do you prefer giving or receiving gifts/help?

i love giving other people things and helping others

144: What makes you angry

being disrespected, hypocrisy, racism, aphobia, most cis people, homophobia, transphobia, nazis, etc etc

145: How many languages do you speak fluently?

only 1 fluently

146: Do you prefer boys, girls, and/or non-binaries?

this question makes me laugh. all of my friends arent cis. idk its easier to be around fellow trans/nb people than cis people

147: Are you androgynous?

no

148: Favorite physical thing about yourself:

eyes

149: Favorite thing about your personality:

im a pretty kind person

150: Name three people you would like to talk to right now in person.

i dont wanna talk to anyone im p good rn

151: If you could go back into time and live in one era, which would you choose?

answered this

152: Do you like BuzzFeed?

yes and no

153: How did you meet your spouse/girlfriend/boyfriend/partner? [If you have one.]

im a single pringle

154: Do you like to kiss others’ foreheads or hands for platonic reasons?

i havent really done it much but i think i like it? im not entirely sure

155: Do you like to play with others’ hair?

yes i do

156: What embarrasses you?

me singing, my music tastes

157: Something that makes you nervous/anxious:

fuckin everything

158: Biggest lie you have ever told:

“yeah im a straight girl”

159: How many people are you following?

319

160: How many posts do you have on your blog(s)?

80,086

161: How many drafts do you have on your blog(s)?

0162: How many likes do you have on your blog(s)?

13,576

163: Last time you cried and why:

uh i think it was bc i was really overwhelmed with school and i had realized i was being taken adtantage of (again) and my eyes were ready to GO

164: Do you have long or short hair?

short hair

165: Longest your hair has ever been:

its been down to my ass before

166: Why do you like, dislike, or have neutral feelings about religon?

people use it as an excuse to be shitty

167: Do you really care how the universe and world was created?

its interesting to me

168: Do you like to wear makeup?

ive only worn it twice but idk i guess its okay?

169: Can you stand on your hands or head for more than thirty seconds?

no

170: Did you answer the questions you were asked truthfully?

yes

jesus christ this is long. ok. thank you anon