#it was so bad he would regularly bump into her bc she was right up under her ass

[jamethinks]

This but it's Yor in the middle with Anya and Loid holding her hostage cuddling her

[ador3him]

Sooo if I just start dumping brain rots here, I hope you don't mind. I need a distraction from worrying over work and losing sleep. And I figured why not share the thoughts so you can feel free to elaborate!

I loved when ppl would do the dad!dream team head cannons. But here's me with my insanely dirty mind going, yeah all 3 of these boys def have breeding kinks. But I feel like it would manifest in different ways based off their personalities.

Dream:

- I feel like he is the type of bf to absolutely spoil tf outta his partner. He just wants to keep you happy and support you in achieving your dreams. He's so thankful to have you, constantly worrying he'll lose you. Definitely gives me the vibes he would propose quickly, like 3 yrs max into your relationship, bc of it. He KNEW you were HIS! Like possessive but in a good way (but more on that in a few)

- Definitely teases you every time you need to refill your birth control... Like you complain about having to call and refill the prescription and he just goes "Or you could just not😏" "Oh you wish," you roll your eyes in response.

- or if you have an IUD or implant and you need to get it replaced and you're freaking out about the pain. Of course he wouldn't want you to endure that! Luckily, he has a better alternative idea!

- dream is the type to absolutely go feral on your wedding night. Officially having you as HIS! Yes, youve been intimate before, but this is where his breeding kink really comes into play. Definitely makes it a point call you by his last name at every opportunity.

- SIZE KINK! That man is so tall 🤤 And if it wasn't apparent by him having a series called "manhunt," he loves that he can easily over power you. 

- your place is seated on his lap cockwarming him while he works

- I could see dream wanting a bigger family (3-4 kids) He's so close to his parents and siblings. Plus he has such a big heart. Having his own kids with you is a dream come true.

- they say that animals can tell when you're expecting. So of course, Miss Patches is the first to know about her new sibling. She's actually how you found out! One morning, you wake up to Patches laying on your stomach purring. She proceeds to follow you around the house, never leaving your side. She's lovey, but usually never this clingy. When you proceed to get sick later on bc of a bad taste or smell, you and Dream start to put the pieces together. Your suspicions come true when you both are starring down at the positive test in your hands.

- patches is your best buddy throughout your pregnancy. You can expected once the baby is born she'd sleep at the foot of the crib. 

- OMG all the crazy baby shower ideas he'd have. He's just crazy excited to share the news with everyone.

- dream would cater to your every demand. He's just so appreciative that you're carrying your baby. He's definitely the type to hold your baby belly to give your back a break. He also low key grateful your sex drive hasnt decreased too much. You'd have to keep him at bay during the last month of your pregnancy if you don't want the baby coming out early 🤣

- singing to your baby bump and his heart exploding every time he feels the baby kick

- he holds your hand the entire time you're in the hospital. He's so scared for you. He won't leave your side, constantly making sure u have whatever you need, even if it requires bribing the nurses /j

- he's SO SO proud of you! The sight of his partner and baby melts his heart! Omfg definitely has a little striped (blue or pink) cat beanie for the hospital.

- he is the type to take you and the kids on different family trips like to see football games and the beach.

Sapnap:

- he's definitely more the reserved type. Doesn't want to rush into things you arent ready for. But don't let him deceive you, he fantasizes about you pregnant in a sundress, with your swollen belly and tits, regularly.

- once you both decide it's the right time, there is no stopping the beast. It's his fucking mission to breed you multiple times a day

- that being said, he downloaded a app to track your ovulation cycle. Whenever he gets a notification, he immediately drops what he's doing and is on you in an instant

- sure Sap is on the shorter side, but he is still taller than you. And sure as heck broader. Again is the type to love that he can easily manhandle you

- again Milo and Naomi are the first to know and are your cuddle buddies

-also gives the vibe of wanting a bigger family (3-5). Also googled what a group of pandas is called, an embarrassment, a cupboard, or a bamboo. 

-will also spoil the crap out of you and the baby.

-he gives the vibes of construction dad. Like already putting up the fence and swing set in the yard and the kid isn't even born yet. But this is very useful during your nesting phase, so your house gets a make over

-loves setting up the nursery with you and picking out baby clothes and stuffed animals 

-he gives the vibes that he would enjoy going to like those couples birthing exercise classes with you. Like you both get a little workout and get to socialize with other couples (That's so random but it makes sense to my brain)

-scared asf when you go into labor. Panic mode activated! He gives the vibes where you wouldn't know if the doctor is giving breathing instructions to you or him. He would fight anyone who pissed you off tho. Full papa bear mode, just wanting to protect you. But it's all worth it when you and the baby turn out fine! 

-Will definitely ask the doctor when you can get pregnant again

-Dad bod.... Yup, no explanation needed. 

-he would be the coach of his kids sports teams. You will be the mini van parent. He's constantly playing with them outside. Definitely a road trip dad.

-would love doing his little girl's hair.

George:

-breeding kink goes brrrr. He would be such a dilf omfg 🤤

-even more reserved relationship wise. Doesn't want to rush anything. Just wants to appreciate your relationship. Not showy of your relationship either.

-you wait to have kids for a while after being married. You have to figure out if you'll live in the US or UK.

-that doesn't mean however that your sex life is boring. If anything it's polar opposite and you're surprised you didn't end up accidentally having kids sooner. Especially with George loving to mark you as his

-whether it's constantly having his hand on you whenever your out, the constant array of hickeys on the two of you, or the fact his cum is almost always buried in you. There is no doubt in your mind that your only HIS.

-george gives cuddle sex vibes. Like cock warming and somnophilia are 2 things up his alley.

-im tired of the George is short slander! That boy is lanky! And he can definitely put you in your place! He loves that if you're on the smaller side he can encompass you. And if you're taller, he loves that you submit to him.

-He gives me the vibes that one day he will just decide to wisk you away somewhere for a month long vacation and you aren't coming back without a baby in you.

-He gives me the vibes of being a dad of twins. Will tease you that you're such a fertile couple he put 2 kids in you, and that you'd have to be careful not to have more.

-As soon as he finds out you're expecting, he goes into research mode. Definitely reading books on what is best for you to eat to avoid nausea and he cooks for you. Just wants to make sure you are taken care of.

- Definitely tries all your weird pregnancy cravings with you

- cuddles constantly. He would love talking to your belly and would rub your back and feet for you. He holds your hair back and rubs your back when you're sick. The pure joy on his face when he feels the baby kicks. So protective of you too! No one is coming near you. Him and you keep your relationship private and your pregnancy a secret til the babies are born.

- OBSESSED with your pregnant body. Worships it. Like if you're ever insecure, he can't fathom it. Makes his point to prove just how much he loves it😉

- side bar, man definitely has a lactation kink

- he doesn't want you to be worried at all and you both do a lot of research. So when you go into labor, George is your number one supporter. Gets you all your favorite foods so you aren't hungry when u can't eat. Holds your hand during your entire C-section, kissing all over your face and constantly telling you how much he loves you.

- when both babies arrive, you both are holding them, cuddled up on the hospital bed. He feels like his life purpose is complete. He is in awe of your strength and how tiny the babies are. Will make sure to count all their fingers and toes and fuss over every little hair on their heads.

- when it's just the two of you in the room, you cuddle and take a well needed food break and fall asleep together.

- he would be the one to check on the kids at night to let you sleep

- he's so smart so he'd be the best to help with homework. And you bet the kids are carbon copies of him!

Okay that's my rant.... I have to try and sleep now bc work 😴 have a good day!

omg I'm obsessed with this. little points I wanna expand on.

SAPNAPS DAD BOD IS SO REAL HE WOULD OMG. AND THE CONSTRUCTION THING!!! he would totally build a tree house or clubhouse for your kids.

GEORGE AND YOUR KIDS WOULD BE HIM. His brown, thick hair would be the main thing they got along with his pale ass skin. And the way he would be so protective of you and your kids. He would def not show you or your kids until it was like really serious and your kids are born. He would blur out your kids faces though and only refer to the kids as nicknames not their real name.

Dream would be obsessed with breeding, on your wedding night he could barely make it to your hotel room. He'd def research beforehand to know the best positions for impregnating you. And he for sure have mini cat hats ready for your baby when they're born with their name embroidered into it.

[17magpiesinatrenchcoat]

TELL US YOUR PK HEADCANONS!!! (if you wanna)

Oh HELL yeah

I’ve already said a bunch of these on ig… but you guys get to have more 😈😈

putting a cut here bc it’s fuckin long lol 💀💀

My fan name for him is Astennu!! Means god of the moon.. and WL’s name is Faraway :D

pan/polygamous: ]

autistic ofc bc I love projecting he's very bad at masking too, he's good at keeping up one specific persona (typical cold ruler mask..) but as soon as someone doesn't act the exact way he expects them to do he doesn't know how to react, and the mask slips, very practiced and good but only in very specific circumstances, another reason why he's so antisocial

he is good at heart and has strong morals, but they're usually overpowered by fear, so he usually just does what's easiest instead of what's right, even though it hurts him more in the long run

he doesn't give a shit about gender, everyone just started calling him a guy and he was like "ok lol"

likes singing and is quite good at it too!! (or. in the case of my au, he was before his voice got messed up)

NO spacial awareness whatsoever, always gets lost in thought, constantly bumping into shit, , he has a bunch of gnarly scars just from that

his godly powers are too much for his mortal-ish body, he regularly gets sick bevause of them, and it was even worse before he used most of them to create hallownest, he was basically permanently in pain lol LOSER

he can't control his glow, so it betrays his emotions a lot (and he can accidentally flashbang people when he feels really strong emotions)

refuses to be vulnerable at all. pushes everyone away, somewhat consciously too, believing himself to be a burden and that they'd be better off without him

drinks literally nothing but coffee {or the hallownest equivalent to it anyway)

very bad memory (projecting again)

he doesn't know how to interact with. people. much less be a parent. he's a terrible parent LOL he tries but he's just not good at it whatsoever

kind of a shitty immune system due to his powers making him sick so often, another reason he's reclusive

ameteur painter (he doesn't understand it much but it makes lurien really happy so)

his special interest is just. inventing intricate technology in general, he completely hyper focuses on it and would spend literal days doing it if it wasn't for wl dragging him out of his workshop LOL

EXTREMELY deadpan and can be very rude without realising it

Stuff always gets stuck in his horns and he usually doesn’t notice until it gets pointed out (which usually take hours bc wl and lurien think it’s funny lol)

Literally does not know how to make connections with people whatsoever every connection he has made has been accidental

dating both lurien and wl obviously 🫶🫶🫶(wl is also dating dryya but I haven’t put much thought into that one yet I should) the gods do not care for monogamy

Hmm.. for his relationships with some of the other characters..

realising that I have not fleshed out his relationship with wl really omg what’s wrong with me I need to fix that ☹️☹️ but uh here’s the other characters for now lol

him and lurien are both deranged autism buddies <33 lurien does not take any form of authority seriously at all, and doesn’t like taking orders (pathological demand avoidance, autistic thing, pretty sure I have it lol) and so.. he never like. acted like pk was a god. he just treated him like a normal person. and pk had no clue how to react to that so he could not keep up his mask around lurien at all.. so eventually they ended up realising they have common interests and ended up becoming friends.. and later.. hmmm?? they are both incredibly awkward and socially inept lol so it took way longer to happen then it should 💀

but yeah they have a very funky dynamic LOL they can talk for hours about their common interests <3 and hmm.. their dynamic is basically this

He never thought that much of herrah other than being vaguely scared of her;; but she fucking hated him LOL she thought he was an inept cowardly moron

but.. the more time she spent as queen, she grew to understand him a lot more as she felt how much that role and pressure could tear someone down

She still doesn’t like him that much, but she understands why he is the way he is now, and tries to be nicer bevause she knows how it feels

He and monomon have a very weird relationship.. they’re kinda friends but also kinda fucking hate each other LOL;; like;; theyre really fucking mean and hostile to each other but it’s not really genuine, it’s more out of habit than anything, and they do care about each other and look out for each other, it’s just sort of the manifestation of them both being emotionally inept assholes who don’t know how to communicate, so they sorta take it out on each other, but neither of them mind, they know neither of them actually mean it

so yeah sorta like;; idk weird ass friendship where they both pretend to hate each other to vent at how shit the world is but they both know neither of them mean it bevause the anger isn’t directed at each other at all, and it’s kinda become a game between them who can come up with the most ridiculous insults LOL

Uhhh I guess that’s it lol!! Yeah I said there was a lot 💀 if you have any questions or more headcanon ideas for me… well you know where to find me 💜💜

[ancient-namess]

Huntlow👀

OOOO this is gonna be fun..... despite my love for toh ive never rlly considered huntlow as a ship. thank u for the ask !!

who is more likely to hurt the other?

hunter is a fool (affectionate) w/ no social skills so there is NO way he has not unintentionally fucked up and had to spend the next 24 hours making it up to willow

who is emotionally stronger?

hunter would like to think it's him. it is not

who is physically stronger?

i'd say willow. hunter's got training and experience but willow's got her Cool Plant Magic behind her as well

who is more likely to break a bone?

they have both broken several bones over their lives and i will not accept any other answer

who knows best what to say to upset the other?

id say they both know each other well enough to know What buttons to push - it's just a matter of If and When

who is more likely to apologise first after an argument?

hunter swears he's never going to speak to willow again and then 20 minutes later he's writing a shitty text apology begging for her forgiveness

who treats who's wounds more often?

they are both chaos children who exasperatedly look after each other

who is in constant need of comfort?

hunter: i am a well adjusted individual. i was raised in the emperor's coven, for titan's sake! also hunter: today i told willow a joke and she only laughed for approximately two and a half seconds. i think she wants to break up with me gus, who has been listening to him cry for 15 minutes straight: yeah man. you better up your joke game

who gets more jealous?

idk if Jealous is the right word but hunter definitely strikes me as the type to be self-conscious abt his worth

who's more likely to walk out on the other?

we have seen on multiple occasions that hunter's response to Conflict is to Dip. HOWEVER i'd argue that w/ people he trusts (e.g. willow and the rest of the hexsquad) he'd be more willing to try and stick a hard situation through honestly

who will propose?

hot take: marriage is just One of Those Things hunter has never heard of being a ward of the local cult. willow proposes and he's like "haha cool. i dont know what this means"

who has the most difficult parents?

..... gestures at belos

who initiates hand-holding when they're out in public?

hm. we have seen that hunter has a Thing going on with his hands however we have not been given lore on WHY. therefore i propose: bumping shoulders. it seems like their vibe alternatively: willow would initiate handholding but always w/ the understanding that hunter could refuse

who comes up for the other all the time?

they are texting each other 24/7 idk what to tell you

who hogs the blankets?

theyre sitting on the couch watching a movie and willow is swaddled in like 3 different blankets and hunter is lowkey freezing but he refuses to steal even one because 1) he is Tough. and 2) willow looks so content <3

who gets more sad?

hmmm.... depends on the context. when willow is upset her emotions have always been rlly strong however i think all things considered she has a pretty good hold on them. she's also consciously trying to be positive through each day - on the other hand, hunter has been the Lord of Pessimism for years however bc of that being Sad has just become a Normal thing for him.

who is better at cheering the other up?

they're both good at it just in different ways. willow is good at offering genuine comfort and advice. hunter manages to comfort her because his attempt at comfort is just so laughably bad that it takes away from the pain

who's the one that playfully slaps the other all the time after they make silly jokes?

replace "silly jokes" with "fucked up fact / history presented as though it is normal" and willow is regularly reminding hunter that "hey being left at the top of a mountain isnt actually a healthy childhood experience"

who is more streetwise?

i think they're both streetwise in their own ways - hunter's been Trained in survival situations and other fucked up things in the emperor's coven. he knows how to look after himself after he escapes the coven. willow however - she didnt grow up with those experiences but she HAS been through a lot in her own right and she knows how to handle herself.

who is more wise?

willow 100%. she has common sense. hunter does not

who's the shyest?

hunter Thinks he's confident but when it comes to Emotions and Sappy Things (trademark) he is Not

who boasts about the other more?

hunter thinks his gf is the coolest witch alive

who sits on who's lap?

picture this: hunter laying w/ his head on willow's lap gazing up at her adoringly while she talks abt her latest class

[wickedpact]

[waggles finger angrily in direction of computer screen] KEANE!

ok so i Started saying this in that other post but the Thing About keane is that he doesnt come off as being That Bad through the most of the movie. obviously hes not a good person; the fact that he works for merrick and that hes ex special forces alone is sus as fuck (like buddy, why arent you still in special forces?)

but in comparison to dr kozak (sadist) and merrick (also a sadist) keane doesnt seem that bad. he spends most of the movie standing around in douchebag suits and being intimidating. there are only like five scenes where we see him touch other people, ‘cause all he really does is order his goons around, and Usually when we Do see him touch people, he’s more or less Your Usual Brand of Asshole about it

long post under cut :/

like. 1.) grabbing joe after he headbutts merrick

2.) knocking out andy and booker with the sedative

3.) knocking out copley

4.) the joenicky fight scene

5.) the joe fight scene afterwards but that doesnt really count bc he never got a punch in (lol)

and in all of those, excluding the the joenicky fight scene (and the joe fight scene which i just said doesnt count) keane’s.... eh? hes not nice but he could be way meaner.

The Joe Grab: obviously not Good Boy behavior, obviously aggressive, but he doesnt hurt joe here. hes not even cutting off joe’s air, he’s just grabbing him.

i mean. in reaction to the headbutt, keane threatens joe without harming him, the goon behind joe pistol whips him, and merrick stabs him. of the three reactions we get, keane’s is the most mild. look, his finger isnt even on the trigger

andy & book; again not good boy behavior, but again he could have been way worse. when he sedates andy she struggles like fuck, and you can even see keane kind of stumble as he tries to hold her down. even so, he doesnt hit her to get her to stop, a thing his goons do fairly regularly to the others, and even when he grips her neck to hold her still, he’s holding her jaw more than her neck (look at his thumb). in the aftermath, she doesnt even have any marks. (this coming from the movie that gave merrick a red spot on his forehead for like a whole minute after joe headbutted him. lmao suck it merrick)

and when he goes for book, more of the same. he just kind of... holds him in place, despite his struggling. its professional . hes just a dude doing his job. Keane The Professional.

when he knocks out copley right after thats the only other time we see him personally harm someone, and even then that was with a specific order from merrick (you see him give keane A Look) and theres nothing sadistic there either. he hit copley, copley was out(TM), the end.

None Of This Gives Any Indication Of Keane Enjoying Causing Pain

AMND THEN: THE JOENICKY FIGHT

and Many People have discussed this fight so i wont go off too hard but. this fight. it lasts roughly thirty seconds. Thirty. and of those thirty seconds, keane spends about... eh, seventeen focused on nicky? (the kicking, the gun, etc) on joe? he spends about three. as in seconds. the other ten seconds is mostly keane getting beat on or standing ominously above the two of them.

and of the few analyses ive seen, people point out keane being homophobic as his motivation here (and he definitely is) but homophobia alone doesnt explain why keane WENT OFF on nicky specifically.

because like! the beginning of this fight! keane sends all of his goons after nile booker and andy! SIX men to fight THREE immortals, leaving KEANE ALONE to fight the other two! and then he walks into the room joe and nicky are in, sees them both lying there,

ADN HE PUTS AWAY HIS GUN

like! he already won the fight right then and there! nicky and joe were on the floor! a bullet to the head to both of them to keep them down and keane would have had them both, but no, keane puts his gun away, grabs his zipties,

AMDN then he goes straight for fucnening nicky

it would make Sense if hed gone for joe. he and joe have established beef. the headbutt. the speech in the van (which im sure keane heard at some point since those guards had bodycams and im sure keane wanted to know how he and nicky managed to kill his men and looked at the footage) --and theres the killing of the men itself, but both joe and nicky did that together. so.

either way, joe has been challenging the authority of keane and his men since he had the breath to do so. nicky’s barely glanced in keane’s direction (beyond the killing the men thing, which weve established both he and joe did)

other than that, worst thing nicky’s done to keane is nearly bump into him while he was busy making Disappointed Eye Contact with copley

but anyways: keane doesnt go for joe! he walks past joe’s body and goes for nicky, who’s just barely begun to move. it would also make sense, at this point, to put a bullet in nicky’s head here. like i said, keane’s already won. Keane The Professional wouldve already killed him.

instead, keane kicks nicky in the head, stands there and watches nicky get up, then kicks him a second time, and watches him again. he goes to do it a third time before nicky gets the drop on him.

at no point prior to this in the movie do we see keane behave like this. he doesnt cause pain for the sake of causing it. he doesnt hurt people pointlessly. here, he does. theres no reason to be kicking nicky like this. its not accomplishing anything, it’s not helping him capture them. hes just doing it ‘cause he wants to. (not to mention, each time you see him go to kick nicky, he goes to kick harder)

and actually, doing this is actively stupid! joe is waking up a foot away. there are three other immortals on the loose. merrick is unaccounted for. and keane is just wasting time. by dicking around rn, he’s actively shooting himself in the foot.

but anyways, nicky punches keane, keane kicks him off, and then joe’s awake, and This is the detail i just noticed a little earlier-- but when keane gets up here and joe grabs him: his head is turned towards nicky. his eyes are turned towards nicky. he’s moving towards nicky, not joe, who is the active threat in the moment

he doesnt even acknowledge joe until joe’s hand is physically on his head. joe had to physically Hold the dude back from going after nicky again

and then we see keane’s behavior change again when he sets his sights on joe. Keane The Professional is back again- two rapid-fire punches aimed at joe, no nonsense, no drawing it out, and then he goes for his gun

he doesnt draw it out. he doesnt sit and watch joe suffer. that gif is in real time, thats how fast keane took joe out. two punches, shoulder, neck, and then an immediate escalation to lethal force.

like the difference between: keane putting his gun away and then keeping it away for fifteenish seconds while focusing on nicky

vs

when focusing on joe, it takes him.. about two seconds & some change to pull the gun out again

keane wanted joe dead, but he wanted nicky to fucking suffer

and the you know, theres the obvious gun in mouth thing, which other people have talked about. the only thing i have to say about That is that its another fucking example of keane shooting himself in the foot. hes in a room filled with gas w/ no gas mask, and theres a very pissed off joe like two feet away from him recovering by the second. however, he doesnt do the Keane The Professional thing and put a bullet in nicky’s forehead-- he deliberately leans down, grabs nicky’s hair (and its not like he needed to, nicky sure as hell wasnt going anywhere anyway, unable to breathe and probably still sitting on a concussion after being kicked in the head) and jams the gun in nickys mouth. he’s wasting time doing that. it would have been faster and easier to just shoot nicky in the head. (like he probably was about to do to joe, considering how he doesnt step any closer to joe as he pulls out the gun)

and then he just??? bounces??

he is, again, in a position where he’d practically won. he had nicky dead. joe was on the ground. he could have gone for his mask, or shot joe and then fucked off to get a breath of Good Air. gun is still in his hand. he doesnt even try to take out joe, not even just shooting over his shoulder as he left. he doesnt give a shit about joe once nicky’s dead.

nicky was dead, so keane just left. and he double takes at the body as he goes??

like at first i thought he was confused nicky wasnt getting up, but he knows how the immortals work, he saw joe and nicky die on the body cams at the church. like sir why are fucking looking? fuck off?

but yeah theres just no explanation for this! nicky has done practically nothing to keane, but keane just zeroed tf in on nicky with no provocation! it couldnt have been just homophobia, if it were he would have targeted joe the same way he did nicky. he had to have some other motivation for acting completely differently @ nicky than he does to any other character in the film, and then just. going back to normal once nicky was dead. its weird. its creepy. and theres like 0 explanation. dont like it

[carrotmakar]

for the taylor x reader thing (ps thanks sm for this 🥺🥺) : for peace maybe taylor having doubts ab the relationship ship bc of her lifestyle and reader comfort and reassuring her that its really what she wants

Pairing: Taylor Swift x Reader

Word Count: 1,974

Summary: Taylor thinks that she’s not worth it because of the hectic life she leads.

Warning(s): Taylor doubting the relationship, crying, reassurance, i think that’s it hehe

A/N: This is my first ever female character x reader, I really hope everyone enjoys! I don’t know how I feel about it but I definitely wanted to get this request done for this wonderful anon :)

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Our coming-of-age has come and gone Suddenly it’s summer, it’s clear I never had the courage of my convictions As long as danger is near

She was a star, she ruled everything that she did. There was no way that she would ever be the one that you would end up with. Would she? 

You had met Taylor at a party that your brother had gotten invited to. He was a filmmaker, working in the industry. He got invited to a lot of these types of parties, but you had never wanted to go to one as badly as you had that night.

So, being the lovely brother that he is, he told you to get ready, he’d take you as his plus one.

You had accidentally bumped into Taylor that night, spilling her drink all over her dress - that definitely cost more than anything you had ever seen. 

She had rushed away to clean off, a blush apparent on her cheeks. 

You made the split decision to follow her, to help her clean off. At first, she had pushed you away, told you that there was no need to help her.

You had almost stopped then, walked away and never looked back. But there was something about her that didn’t let you do that.

After you helped her that night, you had exchanged numbers. There were periods of time when you’d talk regularly after then, but every time that she would open up to you, she’d push you away.

You came to understand that would be a constant with her.

And it’s just around the corner, darlin’ ‘Cause it lives in me

You came to realize that there was a part of her that would always take a step - or ten - back when she thought she was getting too close. There was a part of her that was afraid of ruining everything good in her life. That made fear that she was the reason that any relationship she would come to have would fall apart.

No, I could never give you peace

She was convinced that she would never get to be happy, that she would push everyone away because of the life that she lived. 

You tried over and over again to ensure her that it would be different with you, that no matter what, you’d be there for her, but there was something in her that never wanted to listen.

Which led to where you were now, having the same conversation for the thousandth time.

But I’m a fire and I’ll keep your brittle heart warn If your cascade, ocean wave blues come

“Taylor, baby, you make me so happy, you make everything better.” You assure her, trying to get her to see the truth in the situation. “You are the light that makes the darkness go away. You make me smile when I’d really rather not, when nothing else in the entire world can. All I have to do is this about you and my mood is instantly better.” She’s standing across the room from you, retreating yet again. You walk over to her, reaching out to embrace her, but she pulls away before your skin can even come in contact with hers.

All these people think love’s for show But I would die for you in secret

“Yeah, you say that, but that’s not what everyone else says!” She yells, shocking you. She usually tries to ignore what everyone else says about her relationships. “They say you look miserable, that you’re just doing it for the exposure.” She looks as if she’s about to cry, and you can feel the tears welling up in your eyes as well.

“Do you believe them?” You mutter, not bothering to yell back. You learned a long time ago that yelling did nothing but prolong the already lengthy conversation.

“Of course not, I just feel like you’re getting dragged through the mud too.” You’ve heard the same thing time and time again. She always tells you how dating her will end up dragging you down just as far as the media has with her.

“I don’t care if my reputation is so tarnished that it can never be saved, if I’m honest. I love you because you’re you, not because you’re Talor Swift.” You run your hands through your hair, waiting for her to move towards you again. “I would have still fallen for you if you had never released a song, if you had never made it big. I would still love you if you didn’t have a penny to your name.”

She looks up at you, having been avoiding your gaze.

The devil’s in the details, but you got a friend in me Would it be enough if I could never give you peace?

“You’re the only person that I’d ever want, regardless of your name in the industry. You, as a person, are the most amazing human being that I have ever met.” You continue, trying to convince her that you really mean it. You’re not in this for the money or the fame or the exposure. You’re in it because you fell hopelessly in love with her.

“You’ll never get the privacy, the peace, that you deserve.” She sighs, wanting you to have the best in life, nothing less.

“I don’t care, baby. I don’t need it if it means that i can’t have you.” You can tell that nothing you say is making her any less stubborn on the topic. 

Your integrity makes me seem small You paint dreamscapes on the wall

“It’s not even just that anymore, Y/N. You take everything so well, never blowing up or seeming less put together at all. You just let things roll off of your shoulders. Most of the time you even make situations better than they were.” She takes a step closer, but you make no move towards her, not wanting to move too fast and have her pull away again. “I could never be like that.”

“What do you mean? You are like that, you brighten everything!” You try yet again to get her to realize that she’s done nothing wrong here, but she still won’t accept the fact.

I talk shit with my friend, it’s like I’m wasting your honor And you know that I’d swing with you for the fences Sit with you in the trenches

“I may act all cool and confident when I’m in public, but you know me, Y/N. I come right home and say all kinds of stuff about whoever riled me up. You don’t do that. You don’t let it get to you. The worst that you’ve ever done is tell someone to have a nice day without really meaning it! That’s how sweet you are! That’s not me, no matter how much I want it to be!” She’s back to yelling, her emotions getting the best of her.

You stay quiet, knowing for sure that she isn’t finished.

“I’d do anything for you, and you know that, right?” You nod your head, letting her know that she’s correct. “No matter what, I’d do anything that you asked me to do. I’ll be with you through the good and the bad, as long as you’ll let me. I’d give you anything.”

Give you wild, give you a child Give you the silence that only comes when two people understand each other

She takes a moment to compose herself, trying to get the tears to subside. “I’d give you anything that you ever asked for, anything that you could ever want.”

That’s when you speak up again, “You already do give me everything I want, just by you agreeing to be mine! Don’t you get that?” She stays silent and you know that she’s still doubting it, still thinking that the things that you have to go through to be hers isn’t worth it.

Family that I chose, now that I see your brother as my brother

“You’re a part of me, Taylor, you’re the love of my life. You’re my family. You’re family to my brother, to my mom, to everyone around me. None of us mind that you lead a hectic lifestyle, we’ve adjusted.” You say, pleading for her to understand that she means the absolute world to you.

Is it enough?

“You shouldn’t have to, though! You and your family and friends shouldn’t have had to adjust anything for me! That’s why I’m so upset about it. You had to change everything for this and now everyone drags you for it. You don’t deserve that. It would’ve been easier if we had never met.” She’s sobbing now, trying to hold them back, but failing just as much as you are.

But there’s robbers to the east, clowns to the west I’d give you my sunshine, give you my best

“There’s always going to be someone that has something to say, baby. That doesn’t matter! You’re who I want to be with, no matter what. I don’t mind that I had to adjust for you, I’d have to do so in any relationship. These things take compromise, love, you know that.” 

Of course she knows that, she’s had to compromise every relationship she’s ever been in due to the media. And you understood that, completely got why she was so worried about losing you. She had lost everyone before you because of the way things were portrayed.

But the rain is always gonna come if you’re standin’ with me

“It’s never going to get any better, Y/N. It’ll probably only get worse, if I’m being honest. It’s okay if you don’t want to deal with that. You can leave, I’ll be okay.” You completely freeze. What was she saying? You’d never leave.

But I’m a fire and I’ll keep your brittle heart warm If your cascade, ocean wave blues come

“I’m not leaving. I love being with you.” You try to get her to look in your eyes but she refuses, too busy scuffing her shoes on the floor and watching them.

All these people think love’s for show But I would die for you in secret The devil’s in the details, but you got a friend in me

“Why aren’t you leaving? I’m giving you an out, why aren't you taking it?” She asks, and the look of confusion in her eyes breaks you heart.

Did she really think that you were going to leave?

Would it be enough if I could never give you peace?

“Taylor, I don’t want an out. I want you. I want you for the rest of my life, baby.” You say, taking the few steps needed to get to her and wrapping your arms around her.

She falls into them, and you gladly support her weight.

“So, me not being able to give you the peace and the privacy that you deserve is fine?” She sniffles into your neck.

“Yes, love bug, it’s completely fine, as long as I have you.” You run your hand through her hair, letting your digits caress her scalp in a soothing manner.

Would it be enough if I could never give you peace?

“And the fact that we’ll never get a real date?” She mumbles.

“We have real dates all the time. Just because we don’t go out doesn’t mean we can’t have our little nature dates.” You assure her.

Would it be enough if I could never give you peace?

“And even though you’ll always have things said about you?” A new round of sobs threaten to wrack through her body at this, and you quickly calm her.

“I’ll go through it all if I have you by my side. I love you, Taylor.” You pull her tighter into you.

“I love you, too.” She says, finally realizing that she’s all that you want.

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[softspiderling]

put in love and don’t give up | t.h.

Summary: honestly, you never pegged Tom for the kind of guy that ghosts people, but here you are. Ghosted.

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Song I listened to while writing: Harder by Jax Jones feat. Bebe Rexha

Author’s Note: it’s been a hot minute since I last posted a fic and bc @afangirlwashere made me feel bad for not posting shit, I’m back on my update schedule for now. This is somewhat based on a dream I’ve had about tom I hope you enjoy it!!

Warnings: angst, I guess? Also cursing probably

Word Count: 2,4k

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It’s not like Tom owes you anything.

You went out for a couple of dates and apparently it just wasn’t working out for him. Even though you had thought that the dates were pretty great; you’re interested in the same things, your goals in life are similar and you’re just- on the same wavelength. Or that’s what you had thought.

YOU: Trying to take care of the mess that is my flat but instead I’m on my couch procrastinating by watching a bunch of YouTube videos.

YOU: Someone should take away my phone.

The timestamp on the text tells you that it’s been a whole two weeks since he read it. At first you thought he was busy and he’d text you back when he got the time, but you never received any reply. You had thought about double texting him, maybe he hadn’t replied because the text you had sent didn’t involve a question that’d get him to reply, but if Tom had wanted to keep texting you, he would have found an answer that kept the conversation right? So you fought the urge to send another text, but that didn’t stop you from staring at the texts every now and then when you had the time.

You even tried calling him, but that was just as fruitless; for a minute, you were worried that something had happened to him, but later that day Tom had posted a story from him and Sam at a pub. So he was fine, it’s just you that seemed to have been the problem.

But that’s fine.

You can handle rejection, that’s something you had to get used to when it came to dating in your twenties, but you never would have pegged Tom as a person who would ghost someone instead of just outright telling you that he doesn’t like you as much as you like him. But you really thought he did, with the way he was smiling at you and the interest he had showed in your degree.

It sounds cheesy but you thought he was different. Even though his job kind of scared you off at first, you couldn’t help yourself but fall for the sweet and down to earth guy he still managed to be despite his fame.

With a sigh, you exit out of the text chain and pull up your grocery list, eyes scanning the items in your cart. You’re only missing the milk and butter.

Pushing the cart towards the dairy section, you slide your phone back into the pocket of your jacket and keep your eyes open for your brand of milk, when raucous laughter pulls your attention to the corner where the dairy section meets the frozen section.

Curiously you lean over to find the source of the noise, only to see two familiar looking boys.

Harry, one of Tom’s younger brothers and Tuwaine, one of his best friends joking around next to their carts. You had gotten to know them when Tom invited you out for drinks with them. Another reason that confused you as to why he would introduce you to his brothers and friends if he wasn’t that into you.

“Hey guys,” you greet them, lifting your hand to wave at them awkwardly. Harry’s head perks up when he hears your voice and he smiles goofily at you, while Tuwaine returns the wave as they take a few steps towards you, their sides constantly colliding as if they are unable to walk straight.  

“Hey Y/N,” Harry says, stuffing his hands into his pockets, rocking back and forth on his heel of his feet. “Doing the weekly shopping?”

You nod and gesture towards your cart and its content. “Yeah, uh, just the basic stuff,” you said, narrowing your eyes when you glance into their carts.

“And you’re shopping for a party…?”

“What?” Tuwaine furrows his brows and turns back to look into his cart before turning back to you with a grin.

“No, it’s our basic stuff.”

“Christ,” you wince. “I really hope you’re going to the dentist regularly. I am pretty sure this amount of popsicles isn’t healthy.”

The boys shrug with laughter. “How have you been?” Harry wants to know and you give him a gentle smile.

“Fine. University’s keeping me busy. How are you guys?” you ask, hesitating. “How’s Tom?”

Tuwaine clears his throat awkwardly and Harry jabs his friend in the ribs with a glare. Your cheeks color; their awkwardness and embarrassment confirmed your fear.

So Tom is really ghosting you.

“We’re good. And Tom- he’s busy, working all the time, you know how he is,” Harry says, stumbling over his words.

“Do I though?”

The gentleness in your voice catch the boys off guard and Tuwaine rubs the back of his neck, pressing his lips together in a thin line.

Wow, what on earth moved you to even approach them? This is probably the most awkward situation you’ve ever put yourself into.

“Tom’s being an idiot,” he finally offers. “You didn’t do anything wrong.”

You grimace, appreciating his words but it still stings. But doesn’t rejection always sting? But that’s the thing, isn’t it? Tom didn’t even give you the courtesy of a rejection he just straight up started ignoring you.

Waving it off, you smile crookedly at him.

“It’s fine. He’s fine.”

You gesticulate wildly with your hands, to show them how fine it is. Judging by their expressions, it certainly doesn’t seem to convince them. Stilling your hands, you exhale softly.

“I’m not mad or anything,” you then sigh, defeated. “I’m just a little bit disappointed. But I’ll get over it, you guys don’t need to worry about it or anything.”

You thrum your palms against the handle of the cart, smacking your lips together. “Well, this has been enough awkwardness for today. Uhm, I’ll see you guys around?”

Leaving the question hanging in the air, you shoot them a tentative smile; their chorused “Bye Y/N!”s make you sigh. As you turn around the corner, you hear them squabbling and you strain your ears to find out, what it is about.

“Congrats Tuwaine, this was probably the most uncomfortable situation I’ve ever had.”

“What are you looking at me for? It’s not my fault! If it’s anyone’s, it’s Tom’s!”

There’s a pause and you can hear someone sigh.

Then:

“I know it is. He’s just scared, you know how important his privacy is to him. Maybe Harrison can talk to him when he gets back. But I get it though, he’s-“

You almost bump your cart into an old lady, too busy trying to eavesdrop their conversation.

“Young lady!” The lady sends you a menacing glare and you apologize half-heartedly, too distracted by what you’ve just heard.

What was Harry talking about? What did he mean when he said that Tom was scared? You’re confused, you thought you had a clear picture of why he had stopped texting you. Lost in thoughts, you make your way to the check out, and put your groceries on the counter to get rung up.

By the time you get home you still haven’t figured out what it was that Tom is scared of and you almost break your brain trying to think of a logical explanation.

As you’re lying in bed that night, you come to the conclusion that you might never find out what Harry was talking about and see no point in obsessing over something that you are unable to change, so you push the matter in the far back of your mind, hoping that you would soon forget about it. But that is easier said than done, right?

Over the weekend you try your hardest to forget about the encounter with Harry and Tuwaine, stopping your brain from trying to find a solution to Tom’s problem you know nothing about and it’s harder than you thought it would be.

Even your readings for your business class seem to be offering basically no distraction whatsoever, which is why you find yourself at a small café down the street Sunday afternoon. With the sunlight filtering through the window, throwing the busy café in a shade of warm orange, you sit by the window with your text marker, scanning your assigned readings and occasionally marking a passage or two.

“I’m sorry, Miss?”

You look up from your text, your vision a little blurry before finally recognizing the barista standing in front of you with a sheepish smile.

“We’re closing in five minutes,” she tells you and your eyes widen as you take in your surroundings. You’ve been so engrossed in the article you’ve been reading, you hadn’t realized how late it has gotten: the lights have long been turned on in the café and you’ve noticed that all the chairs and tables have been cleared except of the one you’re currently occupying.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry!” you apologize and scramble your documents together, stuffing them in your bag.

“It’s no problem, really,” the barista gives you a warm smile. “Have a nice evening.”

You shoulder your bag and send her a small wave as you headed through the door.

“Thanks! You too!”

The darkness from outside catches you by surprise and you pull your cardigan tighter around your chest, starting your walk back home. Hearing your stomach grumble, you’re reminded of the lack of food your day has brought and while you turn the corner to your flat, you try to come up with a quick meal with the ingredients you know you have at home.

Rummaging in your bag for your keys as you get closer to your building door, you finally manage to grasp the small fluffy key chain from the depth of your bag and lift your head. That’s when you see Tom sitting on the steps that lead up to the door.

You still and he jumps up, dusting off his pants. He looks tired, the denim jacket was slung tightly around his torso and you’re pressing your lips together before slowly taking a few steps towards him.

“Hey,” you greet him wearily. “What are you doing here?”

Tom rubs the back of his neck. “Hi Y/N. I, uh-“ he gestures towards the steps he’s just been sitting on. “I’ve been waiting for you uh, here. Been here for a while actually. “

“Oh. Why didn’t you call?”

He ducks his hand and his hands disappear into the pockets of his denim jacket. “Wasn’t sure if you’d pick up.”

You look at him with an unreadable expression and the keys dangle from your hand as you unlock the door, keeping it open with the heel of your shoe.

“Do you want to come in?” you ask, and he nods before following you inside and to your flat. He’s uncharacteristically quiet as you close your door behind you and take off your shoes, before moving to your couch, immediately taking refuge under your fluffy blanket.

Tom on the other hand looks like he’s out of place as he stands in the middle of the room, his eyes darting around.

The tension between you two is palpable and even though you know it’s his turn to speak, you’re aware that he’s fighting to bring his thoughts into words.

“You know you didn’t have to come all this way to do this, right?” you finally say, clasping your hands together.

“To do what?”

“I got the hints, Tom and I also rant into Harry and Tuwaine the other day. You’re here to let me down easy,” you say, pulling your knees close to your torso and he gapes at you, slowly moving to sit on the couch, though the distance between you is still there.

“What? No! That’s not why I’m here, why-“ He breaks off, pinching the bridge of his nose in annoyance. “What did they tell you?”

You shrug. “That I didn’t do anything wrong and that you’re an idiot?”

“Well, I am an idiot,” Tom admits. “But not for the reason you think, I promise Y/N.”

“So you’re not here to break things off with me?”

He shakes his head and carefully reaches out to touch your hand which is resting on top of your knee. Your pinkie twitches and you eye his fingers inching slowly towards yours, but you don’t move your hand away. Tom takes your hand in his and looks at, his brows furrowed.

“I’m sorry I ignored you,” he says quietly. “It just… It’s so hard dating someone when you work in the movie industry. The media has no respect for your privacy and I really didn’t want to put you in harm’s way, especially with all the people who are weirdly insisting on me and Z being a couple-.”  

You didn’t realize that he felt this way. Even though you knew that he was struggling with all the attention, you thought he could handle it well, but apparently he’s an even better actor than you thought he was.

“I was so conflicted. I like you so much and I thought if I’d push you away, you’d move on. But when Harry told me how lovely you were being, still asking how I was doing even though I was being a jerk to you I realized how childish I was being. That I needed to be honest with you and let you decide for yourself if I am worth it or not.”

Tom chews on his lower lip as his voice quiets down and you squeeze his hand, giving him a soft smile.

“You’re right. You should have been honest with me,” you say. “Even though I am just a basic civilian-“

He snorts out a laugh and you grin at him.

“I can imagine how hard it can be in your line of work. But Tom, I’ve already been thinking of this since our first date. It’s not like I’m going completely blind into this. And you’re worth it, okay? Even if you’re an asshole who ignored me for two weeks.”

He ducks his head sheepishly and you shake your head fondly, moving your legs so he can come closer before he leans in to give you a quick kiss. You barely have the time to react and your cheeks redden, before the two of you lean in for another kiss.

Pulling away, Tom lets out a soft sigh and leans his forehead against yours.

“Thanks for giving me a second chance, Y/N. My brothers would have kicked my butt for losing someone as great as you.”

You shrug with your shoulders, a pleased smile on your face. So you did leave a good impression on Harry, despite your initial awkwardness.

“And you would have deserved it,” you point out and he grins, looping his arms around your waist.

“Trust me, I know.”

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[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #352

my head’s a mess and a half, i can’t think of lyrics to put here so yeah here’s the survey

What’s the last vegetable you ate, and when did you eat it? Uh I think it was a pepper in this Healthy Choice dinner bowl I had yesterday. What was your last Facebook notification for? A friend liking this photo I shared of some beautiful, small rock and pebble sculptures of people. What bands have you seen live? Just Alice Cooper. Tell me an interesting fact about your mother: She only has one kidney due to the other being taken out because of kidney cancer when I was a kid. Coincidentally, her father was actually born with only one as well. What do you think is the most important thing to happen to you before the age of 13? Nothing really comes to mind. What were you super against as a young child but aren’t anymore? SUPER against? I dunno, man. What are your plans later today? I don't know. Yesterday my mother informed me that Jason's mother died, and since then I've been in shock. I was in awful condition yesterday because I absolutely adore(d) her like she was MY family, and once upon a time I thought she would be officially, and I still feel very, very dead. I doubt I'll get anything done today. Are you doing anything exciting this weekend? Definitely not exciting... Mom and possibly I are probably bringing Jason's family food for the family get-together they're having (we're not staying for... obvious reasons), but she's unsure because it might be a bit too awkward. I'll stay in the car because I don't want to disrespect Jason's space, but I REALLY want to go through with this. His mom was so important to me, and I don't want to just... do nothing as if she meant just that. I want the family to know I never stopped caring just because there was a breakup. Plus I wanna give Jason his favorite chocolate bar to try to bring him a bit of happiness. I can't imagine what he's feeling, and my instinct of "I need to protect him" absolutely never went away. Who do you talk to the most? My mom. What are some things you do regularly that make you feel old? Go to bed before 9PM, sometimes even before 8. And my knees pop like a motherfucker. Who is your best guy friend(s)? Girt and Sam. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker? Neither; instead, I just wish it was clearer. I have extremely dry skin, especially on my arms, so I have little bumps and marks there, as well as little freckles over my body. Having like, porcelain skin would be amaaaazing. If you had a tiny scar on your face, would you get it removed or just keep it? Keep it. Look more badass, haha. Have you had an x-ray in the past year? I think so, on my legs. It may have been over a year ago, idr. Do you think your first love still loves you? I don't want to know. I really don't. What is something that is “going right” in your life? *blinks* When did you feel ready to start dating? Seriously, probably late middle school. When was the last time your pet bit you? If you don’t have a pet, have you ever been bitten by someone else’s? My snake Venus has never bitten me. Meanwhile, my cat Roman lightly (and sometimes not so lightly...) bites me pretty much every day when I play with him, lol. Where were you the last time you made out? My bed. When was the last time you cried tears of joy? I probably haven't done that since I met Sara irl. How do you type your sad smileys? One of these three: :( or :c or :< Do you have “decorative hand-towels” that cannot be used in your house? No. What was the last soda you drank? Mountain Lightning, a Mtn. Dew ripoff bc we're cheap, lol. What was the last thing someone made fun of you for? I don't know. Have you ever had any type of surgery? Yeah, a cyst removal as well as tubes in my ears. Should kids be allowed to get tattoos/piercings without parental consent? Uh no????? Who was the last person to hit on you? That I'm actually aware of, Sara. I'm quite sure nobody has since. What was the last thing you decided not to do, that you were supposed to? I was too weak to even clean the litterbox last night. I just wanted to go to bed. I need to do it today. What’s the hardest thing you’ve ever had to tell someone? Hm. Maybe that I didn't love Joel? It was just really awkward and I felt awful about the whole situation. What do you put on hot dogs? Ketchup and mustard. Ever fallen in the shower? I've fallen OUT of the shower. I was extremely dizzy and was trying to get out, and I just passed out onto my chin. Broke some molars and got a concussion. What’s the worst thing you’ve ever called someone you care about? Probably a bitch or something. Do you think that things will get better? I sure hope so. Have you ever legitimately saved a person’s life? I guess I kinda have. My WoW friend Lisa and I were talking, and she wasn't feeling well at all when she suddenly disappeared. Coincidentally, her husband got home RIGHT when I messaged her again, wanting to check up on her, and he heard the alert so checked it out. Lisa was knocked out on the couch having some medical emergency with a name I can't remember, and he just thought she was sleeping. Because of seeing the chat, he took her to the hospital when she probably would've died otherwise. She insists I saved her. What’s your favourite book genre? Fantasy. Have you ever walked out of a movie at the theatre? No. Do dogs like you? They definitely seem to. Animals in general honestly do. Would you say that you project an air of authority? Definitely not. Have you ever jumped off a high dive into a pool? No. I've always wanted to, but I was too scared at any opportunity. Do you use one towel when you shower or two? (one for hair, one for body) I just use one. I dry my hair first, then my body. Have you ever been to one of the great lakes? No, but I did see one of them from a plane when I was flying to Sara's. Who do you know that had a baby recently? My high school friend had her daughter Persephone literally a couple days ago. Cute little thing. Do you like Usher’s songs? Oh wow, what a blast from the past. I don't even recall the names of any, but I remember I enjoyed some as a kid. When was the last time you went to a waterpark? Wow, it has been YEARS. Like, not since I was a teen. Have you ever ridden a train? No. What do you eat your French fries with? Ketchup, sometimes. Do you have family problems? Not really. What’s the last food you ate that was stale? Bread, I think. How do you like your grilled cheese? Just a normal 'ole grilled cheese. What is the most challenging meal you have ever cooked? I don’t cook. What was your favorite thing to do as a little kid? Play video games. Have you ever been close to drowning? Yikes, no. Have you ever had a panic attack? Countless. Do you like doing housework? No, who does? Would you ever get implants? Nah. Do you own a robe? No. Do you have a little sister? What’s her name? Yeah, Nicole. Do you like crust on pizza or do you cut it off? I don't trust people who don't eat pizza crust. What was the last song you listened to? "The Ghost of You" by My Chemical Romance. It's making me cry, but I really need to. Have any of your family members been to jail? No. None that I know of, anyway. Is there anyone that you feel you still need some closure with? An old friend, yes. Can you remember when you first learned how to read? No. What event in your life has transformed your personality the most? My mental illnesses as a whole. Have you ever had any teeth pulled? No. Do you still want to be what you wanted to be in elementary school? No, but only because it's not realistic. I don't want to travel. What’re some TV shows that you would like to get into? I don't care about TV 'til MM resumes, and then absolutely whenever The Edge of Sleep is released. Mark is a key actor in it. How would you feel if you were drafted for the military? I couldn’t be. What is your favorite Queen song? Ha, I'm aware this is probably everyone's answer, but "Bohemian Rhapsody" is the bop of all bops. Do you know how to use any foreign currency? No. Been kissed by someone who you knew was “bad” for you? BEEN kissed, yeah. By Juan. Ever taken an at-home pregnancy test? No. When was the last time you were at a loss of what to do? Now. What did you do on your favorite date with a guy/girl? It was a group date where we went to this big arcade one night. What’s a movie you have seen in the theater more than once? None. What is the reason you’re still alive? That's a big answer that I'm not in the mood to ramble about. Have you ever had sex in someone else’s bed/bedroom? Yeah, oops. Do you ever brush your hair before you go to bed? No. Have you ever had a dream about sleeping with a celebrity? (You don’t have to give details.) HAHA this was the only lucid dream I've ever had lmfao. Has anyone ever told you that they needed you? Do you think they meant it? I don't remember. How did you feel when you woke up today? What was the first thing you thought about? Like shit. "Virginia's still dead" just bitchslapped me. Do you still tell your parents that you love them? Well yeah. Have you ever said “I love you” to someone you weren’t going out with? Yes, because I really did. Have you ever been threatened before? Yes. Would you date someone with a physical disability? Yeah. Think of the last person you had sex with. Do you think they’ve slept with anyone else since they last slept with you? Probably. The last time you dyed your hair, what color did you dye it? Red. Think of the last time you went out to eat. Who paid? My mom. Do you save at least 15 percent of your income? What income? Do you ever go on Reddit? If so, what are some of your favorite subreddits? No. Were you ever a flower girl or ring bearer in anyone’s wedding when you were little? No. Are your parents in good health? Not especially. They're both probably unhealthier than the average person. Dad smokes way too much to be healthy, and Mom has a plethora of issues. Have you ever been a caregiver to a sick/disabled relative? No; it sounds awful, but I'm very doubtful I could be because I canNOT clean another human being. Is there any type of medicine you can’t take? For what reason? No. Do you have a favorite pair of pajamas? What do they look like? They're black Pokemon pants with Pikachu jumping by the logo. Do you have any interesting pillow cases? No. If something on your body hurts, which part is it most likely to be? My knees. Are you more afraid of spiders or bees? Both, but situationally. Have you ever worn fake nails? If so, what did the last pair you wore look like? Only once for prom. They were maroon, like my dress. Wait... or maybe I didn't wear them? Fuck, idr. Is Russian or Native American history more interesting to you? Native American history is way more fascinating to me.

[nananaptime]

Request scenario : na jaemin and (y/n) bff since they're smol and grew up together, now at high school when (y/n) meets a guy (can be one of the dreamies) who likes her, jaemin gets jealous bcs the guy is literally stealing her away, thankies♡ I luv u and ur writing so much author nim♡♡♡

Open Your Eyes

This took so long, oops xD

I hope you like it

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Genre: Angsty?

Word count: 2 401

Summary: Being in love with your best friend becomes obvious once there’s a reason for jealousy.

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Jaemin gave me a confused look as I skipped towards where my bike was parked outside the apartment complex and giggled as I approached him with it at my side. A judging look crossed his face as I the sound resonated from my throat, causing it to become even louder. He sighed, fighting the smile willing to appear on his face.

“What are you so happy about? Please, give me my normal friend back.” We climbed onto our bikes and started biking towards our local high school. He received my explanation all the while, listening and scoffing at the reason behind my giddiness. “So you’re reacting like this because someone new is joining our year? I knew you liked meeting new people but wow, not to this extent.” I shook my head at his teasing comments, knowing he meant nothing by it.

“From what I hear, he’ll be in my English and history classes, and I’ll do everything in my power to make him feel welcome. You know new students more often than not have a hard time adapting to school life with new people, especially when transferring in the middle of a semester.” He nodded, acknowledging the fact but not fighting the small pout that soon appeared on his face.

“Yeah, but someone else can do that, we were supposed to eat out at the bleachers today, and then you said you’d watch me practice my dancing after school.” The whiney tone grew with every word and I giggled at his behaviour.

“He can join us can’t he? If I’m not incorrect, I’ve snapped up that he dances as well so maybe you two can exchange tips or something. I’m not trusting someone else with the important task of making someone else feel welcome.” I caught the huff which left Jaemin’s lips but no more arguments followed it, and so we biked the rest of the way in peace.

We parted ways with a hug once we reached the school, him having to attend his science class and I, my English class.

There was already a boy talking to the teacher when I arrived, seemingly settling details such as the coursebook and what he already knew from his last school. He was clad in a slightly oversized hoodie with a pair of black jeans. I waited until they were done before approaching the desk with a smile. Ms, Williams had a knowing look in her eyes, silently thanking me for what she knew I was about to offer.

“Ms, Williams! Knowing how difficult it is to find students who have the time and want to introduce a new student to the school, I’m more than happy to shoulder the responsibility.” Ms, Williams’ smile grew as I finished my sentence and she instantly agreed, finding the idea to be exceptional. She encouraged the new student to connect with me today and suggested being seatmates in her class, knowing that might spur some conversation during the practical half of the class. With that said, I threw the new student a smile, relieved to see that he was already smiling back at me, seemingly not having anything against spending some time with me.

As we sat down, I introduced myself and found out that his name was Jeno in the process. His smile was so bright that his eyes were almost impossible to spot and just the sight of it caused another smile to appear on my lips. During the class, I spent most of the time explaining what we had been going over the past couple of weeks and later helped him as much as I could with the practical exercises. The entire ordeal was filled with laughter and jokes and I don’t think I’ve ever gotten this close to someone this quick before. Well, except for Jaemin.

Just before bidding each other goodbye I asked whether or not he’d the willing to join me and Jaemin for lunch later on. He shone up as soon as my enquiry registered and accepted with immense energy. Then he thanked me for giving him something to look forward to before being on his way to geography class.

The rest of the morning, I had a difficult time concentrating on what the teachers said, math had never come easy to me either way and hence, not concentrating did not make the challenge smaller. All I could think about was whether or not Jaemin would click with Jeno just as much as I did. He usually got along with everybody, so it shouldn’t be that much of an issue, but for some reason, I had a bad feeling at the bottom of my belly.

Jaemin met me outside the classroom and accompanied me to the cafeteria where we fetched our food. I didn’t get responses that was satisfactory while describing my encounter with Jeno. This only resulted in my bad feeling becoming worse and I threw a glare his way.

“Dude, you haven’t even met him, give him a chance before adapting that whiney personality you so regularly seem to display.” I accepted my food with gratitude and turned to him, stopping in the doorway to wait for Jeno to join us.

“He’s just a guy, no need to put him on such a pedestal.” I rolled my eyes as Jaemin sourly popped a potato tot into his mouth.

“Just you wait, you’ll like him, you like everybody, you don’t have it in you to dislike someone once you’ve met them, no matter how much you might want to.” He scoffed at me before stealing one of my fries. “Hey, you have your own food!” I exclaimed and laughed, moving my tray of food away from him.

“You took the last fries though!” He tried snatching yet another one but I smacked his hand away, causing him to retrieve it in fake shock. “Oh, now you’ve done it!” My shrieks caused many faces to turn our way as Jaemin’s finger found its way to my side, resulting in me crumbling in fits of laughter and screams, desperately trying to stabilize my tray of food in my arms while avoiding his attacks like the plague.

The ruckus ended only when someone cleared their throat beside us.

“Jeno!” I exclaimed, giving him a smile in return of the one he displayed on his face. “Jeno, this is my best friend Jaemin. Nana, this is Jeno.” Jeno extended his hand for a greeting which Jaemin accepted, albeit unwillingly. I bumped his shoulder, shooting him a meaningful look, telling him to be nice. With a small roll of his eyes, he turned his frown into a smile, putting in an effort to engage in some kind of conversation with Jeno. Satisfied with the current course of events, I started walking towards the bleachers, the boys behind me having a conversation regarding some new video game I wasn’t familiar with.

I sat down on one of the cold, metal benches outside, with Jaemin taking a seat next to me and Jeno on the bench further down in front of me, turned the wrong way around in order to exert some social sense. He joined in my and Jaemin’s talk about his upcoming dance recital which turned into me investigating his own dance story and what style he prefered. I could feel Jaemin’s eyes burning into the side of my face but did my best to ignore it, more surprised than anything as to why he wasn’t happy to talk about his biggest interest.

I asked Jeno if he could show us some moves, which he declined, explaining that he needed to warm up if he was to do any move justice. I heard Jaemin scoff at this and glanced at him, seeing him with his eyes turned to his food which he was just poking around at with his fork. Jeno’s smile faltered slightly but he continued socializing happily, not letting Jaemin’s rude behaviour get him down.

“You could show me another time then! We have many dance rooms at the school due to it being an extracurricular activity.”

“That’s a good idea!  I might need to buy new dancing shoes though, but I think I have the time to do that today after school. I need to check out this city anyway.” He took a bite of his food.

“If you want, I could accompany you and show you around. Wouldn’t want you getting lost.” All he could do was laugh at my joke, and nodded to accept my request.

“Y/N… You said you’d watch me dance after school.” I turned my attention to Jaemin and my heart broke slightly at the sad expression on his face, a small pout adorning his lips.

“Ah… Yes, I forgot about that. Can we postpone it? I mean, I’ve watched you dance so many times, it’s not like I’m missing anything, right?” His eyes shifted down to his food and a small “Yes” left his lips, leaving me feeling incredibly guilty. Before we could continue the conversation, the bell went off, alerting us of the end of lunch.

The shoe shopping had been quite enjoyable, especially since it had been followed by a cup of coffee at my favourite café as well as a visit to the bookstore and the game store, indulging in one interest each. We then bid each other goodbye at the bus stop as we were going in different directions and hence, catching different busses. We also decided to meet up earlier at the school library the next day as he needed some help with the History material he had gotten from their history teacher.

That’s where I was when my phone started ringing on the table beside me. I realised my mistake when I noticed the caller ID and answered it with a timid “hello”.

“Y/N, where are you, I’ve been waiting outside your place for ten minutes now and you’re never late.” The guilt instantly took hold of me.

“I am so sorry, Nana. I forgot to let you know that I was going to school earlier today. I’m helping Jeno with some school work.” I heard him suppress a groan.

“You’re with Jeno?”

“Yeah, he needed-”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever, I’ll see you later.” Then he hung up. I looked at the phone, feeling a lump in my belly at the thought of having hurt my best friend. My best friend whom I’ve tried suppressing my feelings for the last couple of years. My best friend who’s never left my side and always prioritised me, even over himself. which I’ve scolded him for on several occasions. I knew my own faulty traits, one of them being focusing all my energy on one event or one person and hence forgetting everything else around me. I can’t believe I let it affect Jaemin like this.

“You okay?” Jeno asked carefully, giving me a sympathetic look. I nodded slightly.

“Yeah! Yeah, let’s finish this before our classes start shall we.” I received another nod and we continued in silence, only talking when he had a question.

I didn’t see Jaemin until lunch, which he was spending alone by a table in the corner of the cafeteria, earphones in and ignoring the world around him. I fetched my food and sat down in front of him. He glanced up at me before removing his earphones with a sigh and putting them in his pocket.

“Nana, I really am sorry.”

“It’s fine, who am I to decide who you can and can’t hang out with.” He didn’t look at me as he said it and every word had been dipped in bitterness. A small sigh left my lips, trying to think of how I could fix this.

“You have dance practice this afternoon as well, right?” He nodded and continued eating. “I’ll join you then and you can show me what you’ve been working on!” I attempted to smile at him but it fell as quickly as I’d manage to conjure it.

“I can dance alone, you go spend time with Jeno.” Then he left to leave his now empty tray, leaving me alone at the table.

I decided to show up anyway. Maybe my stubborn personality would manage to win him over. I was not going to let this fight pull us apart, we had too many years of friendship under our belt for that.

He was warming up when I arrived at the dance studio, stretching down to reach his toes, which he didn’t succeed with but was satisfied with either way. He noticed me in the mirror as he stood to his full length again, cocking one eyebrow as to enquire the reason behind my presence.

“I thought I said I’d be fine on my own.”

“Yeah, but I wanted to watch you dance, you know how much I love seeing you do what you love.” He scoffed slightly, however, with less resentment than before.

“You sure you wouldn’t rather be with your new bestie?” This time, it was my turn to scoff and roll my eyes.

“You know that I’m allowed to have more friends than you right? I know I screwed up and I apologized for it, no need to be mean about it.”

“Of course you’re allowed to have friends, I just wish it didn’t rub the fact that that’s exactly what I am in my face.” He kept his eyes on the mirror, as he stretched his arms.

“What? What are you talking about Nana?” An unbelievable laugh left his lips and he turned to me.

“Y/N, I don’t want to be your friend. I never wanted to be just your friend.” My brain did not make the connection as fast as I would’ve liked.

“So, what? You don’t want to hang out with me anymore?” Another laugh and he shook his head at me.

“I really need to force your eyes open, huh?” The confusion written on my face caused him to approach me, stopping only inches away from me. “Y/N, I don’t want to be your friend, I want to be your boyfriend.” My breath hitched in my throat. He glanced down to my lips. “Would a kiss be inappropriate or would it be an action ending on a happy note?”

Instead of answering him, I cradled his face and pressed my lips to his in a soft kiss.

[historyrepeatsitself]

modern au headcanons p2

hey guys, so after uhh everything crashed and burned as u can see from this post, i did not follow thru in good time with writing a modern au headcanon post… BUT!!! fortunately, i have returned from my semi hiatus to bring you… inspired by this OG post… httyd modern au headcanons part 2!!!

also sorry for the weird bullet points, i did this in microsoft word so the entire thing wouldnt fucKING DELETE AGAIN

·         so like i said with the last one, cami is obviously internet famous for her ridiculously cool youtube channel

·         shes also quite popular on insta but youtube is more her jam

·         her fame started when a video of her pickpocketing stoick and them him finding out and absolutely Losing It went viral

·         it was a vine

·         you can hear hiccup laughing in the background

·         her videos used to mainly feature pranks she did but since then shes branched out

·         she still does a lot of pranks but now her videos also include: parkour, absolutely HORRIBLE karaoke (ft. hiccup and fishlegs), Q&A, playing with toothless for an hour and thirty minutes (yes, it did get a lot of views ((also toothless is a cat in this au))), roast battle vs snotlout (spoiler: snotlout cries), “a compilation of hiccup doing nerdy shit and me calling him a nerd (8 min, 30 sec)”, “reading yalls fanfiction abt me (fishlegs has an asthma attack)”, videos of her doing sports, & more

·         like in the original hiccup and fishlegs have their own channel

·         its literally shit

·         they update it only on lethal amounts of caffeine

·         its usually VERY active during finals week (hence their not great grades)

·         it puts shane dawson to shame

·         “NOT CLICKBATE: OBAMA IS FROM THE MOON????”

·         “NEIL A IS ALIEN SPELLED BACKWARDS??? DID ARMSTRONG USE THE MOON AS A WAY TO FUEL UP BEFORE JUMPING BACK TO HIS COLONY ON MARS??”

·         “MY CAT IS NOT FROM EARTH (VIDEO INCLUDED!!!!)”

·         “got rejected again…. </3”

·         “video of fishlegs on sugar high after i gave him a bunch of candy bc he wouldn’t stop crying”

·         “kids from our school found us” (during the whole video theyre panicking while wearing wigs and fake mustaches)

·         needless to say its very confusing when someone connects that those guys are also on cami’s channel

·         shes pissed but comes around and they regularly star on her channel while she regularly stars on theirs

·         hiccup also has his own side channel where he explains different animal species (natural history stuff) and also does various language tutorials

·         fishlegs reads poetry and sings on his side channel

·         cami has a video where she reacts to hiccup’s channel, he actually gained a lot of followers from it

·         hiccup and fishlegs go to the same school while cami goes to an all girls school across town

·         she actually doesn’t hate it

·         hiccup and fishlegs are public school kids

·         that public school vibe

·         kids from their school are so confused how they know cami and rly jealous

·         cami once stopped by after school (her school gets out a little earlier) and punched a bully for them

·         it was iconic

·         she smacked him right in the face and hauled hiccup’s ass up and dragged them both in the car

·         cami is pretty popular at her school

·         hiccup and fishlegs are NOT

·         theyre honestly a bit like peter and ned from spiderman

·         gotta love that lego deathstar

·         cami does not like legos

·         both hiccup and fishlegs are smart but don’t put in a lot of effort

·         fishlegs excels at English and hiccup is good at science classes (esp bio) and history

·         fishlegs is ok at history but finds some of it a little boring

·         they HATE gym

·         theyre both shocked to find that cami (a dumbassTM) is actually a straight A student

·         shes super competitive so she actually does super well and gets rly rly good grades and all her teachers love her

·         she didn’t for awhile bc she has ADHD for school was HARD but shes gotten a lot better and got tutors and study methods and also shes just super competitive

·         she was on math team in middle school and hiccup wont SHUt Up about IT

·         “hey theres my favorite student mathlete!!!!!”

·         fishlegs doesn’t even try and help him anymore, he does this to himself

·         fishlegs wins English awards every year

·         he also got a 36 on his English ACT hes just SO GOOD

·         hes also a theatre kid lmao

·         he does shakespearean theatre on top of his school theatre too

·         “to be or not To Be”

·         Hiccups not a huge English fan and he doesn’t rly like Shakespeare but he does rly like Oscar wilde

·         Dorian gray is the Shit

·         Fishlegs was so happy when he read it bc they could finally talk about LiTeRaRy ClAsSiCs!!!

·         the trio met bc hiccup and cami’s parents own rival business companies

·         both stoick and bertha are very Rich and Important

·         hiccup and cami sometimes have to go to business dinners

·         they fuck around

·         that’s how they met

·         hiccup bumped into cami replacing the soap in the hand dispenser in the men’s room with silly string

·         he thought she was the coolest person ever

·         she tried to fight him at first but they quickly united against the Evil Boring Dinners With Stupid Old Men

·         they locked this one old racist dude in a bathroom stall once and sent fishlegs a video

·         truly forces of chaos

·         the forces of chaos were unfortunately grounded for that tho

·         stoick is very busy and valhallarama travels a lot so they hang out at hiccup’s bc its usually empty (cami’s house is also kinda far)

·         cami’s parents are divorced but her dad stops by occasionally

·         fishlegs has a foster family and that’s how he wound up meeting hiccup was when he moved to be with his new family when they were in second grade

·         hes rly grateful that hes been able to stay with them for a long ass time

·         theyre actually pretty nice

·         hiccup gets to come over for dinner

·         snotlout is hiccup’s bitchy cousin whos a grade ahead of hiccup and fishlegs

·         he eventually becomes nicer to them at the beginning of sophomore year

·         some bad stuff happens  (might write an angst fanfic idk lemme know (itll prolly be hiccup centric))

·         basically, snotlout kinda realizes hes been a bitch

·         hes sorry

·         things get better

·         until yknow

·         gotta keep things sad cant get rid of all the emo

·         but anyway snotlout does wind up becoming a good friend to the trio!! <3

·         oh lmao when valhallarama came home for Christmas she thought hiccup was either dating cami or fishlegs and she didn’t know which one bc hiccup was so shy she just figured he was dating one of them and just didn’t tell her (theyre all like super close yknow)

·         after seeing hiccup and cami holding hands (a RARE moment, it was bc they thought it would annoy snotlout bc he hates cami (it did)) she assumed it was cami

·         she brought it up

·         LMFAOOOO hiccup laughed for like 10 minutes

·         She then immediately was like oh ok ur gay and its fishlegs

·         that was even funnier

·         “mom fishlegs is weird lmao” (he and fishlegs probably friendly roast each other a lot tbh. they definitely call each other “weirdo” “freak” “nerd” other possibly explicit words, its chill)

·         Valhallarama is so confused

·         she didn’t say it but “child u literally told me that u thought ur little cat that’s missing teeth is prolly from area 51, ur the weird one son”

·         she asks stoick

·         hes just as confused

·         she drops the whole topic

·         it has yet to occur to bertha

·         fishlegs’ family is good as long as hes good theyre chill like that

·         oh and cami’s school has uniforms

·         yes, she does have to wear a skirt

·         yes, several of them were shredded freshman year

·         bertha is So Tired

[leeesbian]

heres another dnd vignette bc im obsessed my oc and also @klaarg‘s ocs so here we go!

“I want to leave.”

“We can’t yet, sire.”

“We can leave whenever I want. No one will care.”

“Your parents will care.”

“Who gives a damn about them?”

“You do, sire. At least a little.”

“What makes you say that?”

“If you didn’t give a damn you wouldn’t have come at all.”

“... damn you.”

“What makes you say that?”

“I hate it when you’re right.”

“Only when I’m right?”

“Yes.”

“Then I’ll gladly die wrong and happy.”

“Sap.”

Grigory grinned at Telron as he took another drink from his glass. Alwin Faeric’s joining ceremony had been nearly indistinguishable from any other joining ceremony Grigory had attended. Teodora had performed the rites and made amazing work of it, as per usual, the ceremony had gone off without a hitch, the wedding party looked stunning, the food at the feast was delicious, nothing out of the ordinary. Telron’s complaints throughout the feast (and some during the ceremony itself) were not too out of character either, only this time Grigory could actually sympathize with the other. The next wedding in the family was likely to be Telron’s, a fact he was less than ecstatic about, but this fact hurt Grigory as well. He knew that his relationship with the man wouldn’t particularly change: he and his new wife would move into a new grandiose manner and need only make appearances at noble meetings and get togethers but otherwise not see each other. Grigory would still be able to spend as much time with him as he wanted- Telron’s marital status would not change Grigory’s employment status- and more than likely he would be able to sleep primarily in Telron’s chambers as opposed to the servants quarters, but it was… the essence of it all. The fact that their relationship would go from being frowned upon to taboo. Though affairs weren’t uncommon nor appreciated in the noble realm, Telron’s would have begun even before he was married. For these and a variety of other reasons, Telron wasn’t ready to be married.

Grigory wasn’t ready for him to be married either.

“I’ll be back,” Telron said, interrupting Grigory’s train of thought as he stood up from his seat. “I’m going to freshen up.”

“Shall I accompany you?” Grigory asked with a wink and a smile. Telron laughed softly. “No, not right now. Enjoy yourself. You’re hardly ever at these sort of things by choice.”

“I’ll try my best.”

Telron handed his glass off to Grigory and gently squeezed his shoulder before walking off toward the doors of the great hall. Grigory sighed softly and took a drink from the glass, glancing about the hall. Many of the guests had left their seats in favor of dancing to the band, having started up a traditional group dance Grigory had practiced with Telron before the wedding season has started. Many of them had drinks in hand as they danced, splashes of wine and ale flying from goblets and hitting the ground. Grigory leaned up against a pillar, chuckling softly as some guests bumped into each other awkwardly, or slipped and fell to the ground with a boisterous laugh.

“Oi, you there!”

Grigory looked up, quickly assuming a stance of professionalism as a drunk nobleman addressed him. The elf- a fairly short and heavy set man with hair pulled back into a decorative knot and a waxed and curled mustache- stumbled close, tugging a woman over by the arm. As he grew closer, Grigory recognized the woman to be the priestess Teodora, who was smiling awkwardly. She had changed out of her official joining garb and freed her hair from beneath the veil she traditionally wore, but still had some pieces pulled back and secured away from her face. “This pretty thing was all by herself,” the man said a bit too loudly. “And said that she wasn’t dancing because she didn’t know how.”

“Sir,” Teodora tried to interrupt. “Really, this is quite unnecessary-”

“Nonsense, girl!” The man shouted with a laugh. “I’m sure the servant of Lord Virthanas could teach you a thing or two about dancing.” The man leaned closer to Grigory and dropped his voice to what his drunken self probably believed to be a whisper. “She hasn’t been drinking, either, you know. Claims it’s because of her religion.” Teo looked up and made eye contact with Grigory with a slight shake of her head and a roll of her eyes. Grigory had to keep himself from laughing. “

Come on, boy!” The man released Teo’s arm and grabbed Grigory’s wrist, forcing their hands together before pulling the both of them back toward the crowd. As he released them, the man snatched a goblet from a nearby servant and pushed into Teo’s hands. “Drink! Dance! Be merry!” He shouted in Elvish before blending back in with the crowd again, leaving Grigory and Teo by themselves amidst the sea of drunken party guests. Grigory sighed softly buts miled nonetheless. “Come on,” he said to Teo, offering her his arm. “The dance is easy. You’ll catch on quick.”

“I appreciate the offer, but I really-”

“If we dance for a moment, then we can get out of here and won’t be bothered again.”

Teo hesitated, then quickly hooked her arm around Grigory’s with a nod. Grigory smiled and took a drink from his glass before slowly falling into step with the crowd and quietly instructing Teo on what each step was. She did catch on quickly, and by the second round of dance seemed to have the steps down fairly well, taking hesitant sips from the glass she had been handed.

“I always see you around after the ceremony,” Grigory said, attempting to make conversation as they danced reluctantly. “But you could leave after the joining if you wanted to, right?”

“Yes, I’m not required to stay after I’ve done my part,” Teo said as she and Grigory pressed palms together and swapped places with a twirl. “But I enjoy being around people. Even… this kind of crowd.”

“Can’t imagine why,” Grigory said with a laugh, taking a drink. “No wine, either?”

“I’m not… bound by my texts to abstain from libations, no,” Teo explained. “I just… prefer not to.”

The two of them planted their feet and turned towards each other, reaching out and gently alternating between touching the sides of wrists and the backs of hands. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you actually partaking in the festivities, either,” Teo said.

“It’s not really in my code of conduct to celebrate,” Grigory said with a shrug.

“It is in your lord’s.”

“I wouldn’t call that celebration.”

“What would you call it?”

“Coping.”

This got a genuine laugh out of the woman and she shook her head, taking another tentative sip. “I don’t understand how he can be so… disenchanted with this life,” Teo admitted. “Maybe it’s something to do with living it for one’s whole life. I just know I would’ve done anything to be in this kind of life than the sort I grew up in.”

“It really isn’t all it’s cracked up to be,” Grigory said, taking Teo’s hands and turning her around in a circle. “At least from what he tells me.” He released her then stepped back up to her side, allowing her to hook her arm around his again. “Lots of paperwork. Stuffy meetings with stuffy people.”

“You do a lot of that for him, though, right?” Teo asked. “I feel like the things that I’m told to attend he’s either unresponsive or not there at all and you’re in his place.”

“Well, I suppose technically, I’m not supposed to do as much work as I do,” Grigory said with a bashful laugh. “But I don’t mind it. I enjoy helping.”

“Even that much?”

Grigory smiled to himself. “Yes,” he responded. “Even that much.”

Teo looked over at him with what seemed to be a knowing look, which for a moment made Grigory nervous, but after thinking about it for another moment he for some reason felt no reason to be afraid. In fact, he smiled.

As Teo took the last few drinks of her glass, Grigory noticed a slight shift in her behavior- specifically in that she had been reluctant to dance at first and now had taken his place as the lead. He didn’t mind, but also couldn’t help but laugh. “I told you it was easy.”

“You’ve probably practiced it,” Teo said, laughing in return. “I feel like I’ve been messing up the entire time.”

“Not at all,” Grigory grinned. “You’re doing great.”

They continued the dance, and somehow both of them had finished their glasses and they had refilled almost instantaneously. “I feel like this is the longest conversation we’ve ever had, Grigory,” Teo said after a bit.

“We never really get the chance to chat, Teodora.”

Teo scoffed. “You can just call me Teo,” she said. “Teodora is for formal occasions, really. Or when I was in trouble and my mother was mad at me.”

Grigory laughed again, taking a drink. “You? In trouble? I find that hard to believe.”

“You’d be surprised!” Teo said, mirroring the action. “I was a little spitfire before I started worshipping regularly. I feel bad for my mother, really. She didn’t deserve to deal with a lot of the things I did.”

“If I ever acted up, I was just told to clean or something like that,” Grigory said. “Maybe that’s how I ended up a servant.”

“You got in trouble that often?”

“You’d be surprised.”

The dance went on. The drinks were replenished. Their conversation continued. A few times Grigory questioned in his head how Telron could dislike this person so much. Was it just a matter of difference in personality? Did Teo somehow wrong Telron in some way? He’d have to ask about that.

After another few minutes and Grigory had spun Teo out in a dramatic twirl, he felt a pair of hands rest onto his shoulders. “Mind if I cut in?” Grigory turned quickly to see Telron smiling down at him, a faint darkness spread across his cheeks no doubt from the wine. Grigory smiled before laughing as Teo tumbled into his back. “Careful, now,” he said, helping, the woman back up to her feet. Telron scoffed, summoning a servant over with a wave and plucking a cup of wine from their platter. “Thought you didn’t drink, priestess,” he said, looping an arm loosely about Grigory’s waist- a gesture which brought a blush to Grigory’s face. Teo’s smile immediately fell into a scowl as she folded her arms over his chest. “Please,” she sneered. “Compared to you-” She hiccuped slightly. “I’m dry as the desert.”

Telron laughed again. “I’m sure you are. Oath of celibacy and all that.”

Teo gasped in horror; Grigory turned toward Telron and placed a hand on his chest. “Come now, that’s not necessary-”

“It’s a joke, Grigory,” Telron said, gently pushing him away before stepping closer to Teo and holding his cup out to her. “Drink up, priestess. Maybe you’ll realize it’s a joke after a few more.”

“Sire-”

But to the surprise of both Grigory, Telron, and to some extent, probably Teo as well, Teo did snatch the drink from Telron’s hand, spilling what looked to be a majority of it, and downing the rest of it in one go. “Now leave me alone.” She muttered, throwing the cup to Telron’s feet and stomping away.

As she disappeared in the crowd, Grigory looked up at Telron with a look of slight disappointment to his face. But Telron seemed unfazed. “Did you see that?” He said, hardly attempting to suppress a laugh. “I didn’t think she’d actually do it.”

“You know, we were having a nice chat, actually,” Grigory said, pocketing his hands. “She’s quite nice.”

“Grigory, please,” Telron said with a roll of his eyes. “She puts on that front of being all… spiritual and loving and peaceful and all that, but deep down she’s… not that.”

“Well spoken, sire.”

“Shut up.”

“You should apologize.”

“Why? She’s never apologized to me.”

“Not true- that tiefling woman conspired to send that dog from that tavern up to your quarters while you slept, which she originally went along with then apologized later even though the dog never actually went upstairs.”

“She still conspired to do it! I’m not apologizing for telling a joke.”

Grigory, simply stood with his arms crossed, looking up at him with a knowing look on his face. Telron ignored for a moment, pursing his lips and stubbornly looking away, before groaning loudly in complaint and grabbing him by the sleeve to drag behind him. “Where did she go?”

The pair eventually found the girl in question out on the covered balcony surrounded by several small contained fires to keep the winter cold at bay. She was leaning up against the railing, looking out over the mountainsides and the snowy valleys. Her shoulders were curled inward and it looked like her hair was falling into disarray around her face. Telron looked over at Grigory who nodded in her direction; Telron hesitated, seeming to make a move to step forward but then quickly stepping back. Grigory rolled his eyes, then loudly cleared his throat to get Teo’s attention. She turned quickly, stumbled slightly, then immediately frowned. “I thought I told you to leave me be,” she said, placing her hands on her hips. “Or are you just that poor of a listener?”

Telron scoffed. “Well, if you’re going to act like that,” and as he made a move to turn and go back inside, Grigory grabbed him by the arms and turned him back toward Teo, then pushed him further out onto the balcony, while still leaving ample distance between the two of them with a soft and motherly, “Ah, ah, ah.”

Telron’s shoulders slumped and he sighed before crossing his own arms and pointedly not making eye contact with Teo. “I just wanted to… say sorry for what I said,” he murmured.

Teo cupped a hand around her ear and leaned in his direction. “Sorry? Didn’t quite catch that.”

Telron groaned then finally looked her in the eye. “I’m sorry that I was rude and hurt your feelings. Did you manage to hear it that time?”

Teo crossed her arms, wrinkling her nose and looking him up and down.

“You know what?”

Grigory straightened his back- the anger dripping in Teo’s tone was unsettling. Telron didn’t seem fazed, though, so maybe there was nothing to worry about.

“You are so… insufferable,” she went on. “I don’t understand how anyone can stand to be around you for more than five minutes let alone invite you to their wedding.”

“Well, I’m family so-”

“If you interrupt me one more time I’ll throw you directly off this balcony. Is that clear?”

Telron arched an eyebrow. “Crystal.”

Teo took a deep breath. “You’re insufferable. You’re lewd. You’re unnecessarily cruel. You’re pompous. You care about nothing but yourself. And the worst of it is no one tells you any of this because you’ll just explode on them and not allow them to get anymore words out. The only person I’ve seen spend more than five minutes with you is Grigory and I’m almost positive he’s contractually obligated to spend time with you.”

“Don’t- don’t rope me into this-” Grigory sheepishly interjected, then immediately shut his mouth tight as Teo pointedly looked at him around Telron.

“I don’t know who you think you are, or why you assume you’re better than anyone you meet, but I do know that you definitely have secrets that certainly would crush you should they be leaked.”

At this, both Telron and Grigory felt chills run down their spines.

“For one, you’re obviously having an affair with your servant. You might think you’re being illusion and secretive, but trust me- it’s obvious.”

Telron scoffed. “Please, you’re delirious-”

At this, Teo shot out a hand, eyes glowing slightly and veins of white etching into her face as a strong gust of wind rushed forth from her palm and into Telron, which sent him flying backwards. Had Grigory not been standing at close range, he would’ve fallen to the ground, but Grigory quickly hooked his arms beneath Telron’s and braced his fall. “I said don’t interrupt.” Teo said in a eerily distorted yet frighteningly even voice. It was now that Telron finally looked up in unbridled shock at the women and was deadly silent. The light faded from Teo’s face and eyes and she threw her hand back down to her side. “I also know for a fact that some of the magic you know comes from a dark, dark place, Lord Virthanas,” she said in a terrifyingly serious tone. “I don’t know what place exactly, but I know it’s one where no man should ever tread.”

Grigory could feel Telron trembling slightly in his arms.

Teo began to march closer to the pair of them, fiery rage in her eyes, and she twisted her fist into the front of Telron’s robes, yanking him out of Grigory’s arms and up to his feet with a surprisingly little amount of effort. “I know that should my intel fall into the wrong hands you would be ruined. So I suggest that you-”

She paused.

“I… suggest that you-“

She paused again, holding a hand to her chest. “Y-you…”

And she turned slightly, then proceeded to empty the contents of her stomach onto the stone floor of the balcony, dangerously close to Telron’s boots.

“Gods above, woman, how much did you drink?” Telron shouted exasperated, jumping back to avoid being hit with any bodily fluids.

“I think she had four and a half cups, sire,” Grigory murmured as he quickly slid over in between the two of them, carefully avoiding the mess on the ground. Teo was babbling now, her sentences stringing together into jumbled incoherent messes. Grigory slid an arm around her, allowing her to use him as a support. Grigory looked up at a very shocked and disgusted Telron and rolled his eyes. “Sire, I could use some assistance.”

“You’ve got to be joking.”

“Does it sound like I am?”

Telron sighed then stepped over to support Teo as well, but as he moved closer she pressed into Grigory’s side and slurred out a, “You keep away from me,” before sighing heavily and closing her eyes. Telron motioned to walk away but Grigory shot him a very pointed look, which made Telron wind an arm around Teo anyway. They quickly and quietly led her off the balcony and away from the crowd of people, off toward the exit to the great hall, and up toward the guest sleeping chambers.

Upon reaching Teo’s quarters, Telron and Grigory were met by a servant of the Faeric household, a tall and thin elf woman with mousy hair and ears that drooped slightly. “Good evening, priestess,” she said with a pleasant smile as the three of them walked in. “I assure you- goodness!”

“She may have enjoyed herself a bit too much,” Grigory said with an awkward laugh as the two led her over to the bed. The servant made quick work of unlacing her shoes even as she fell back into the plush pillows and soft blankets. “Telron,” she muffled, voice softened from her face being mostly pressed into the pillows. “Please… forgive me for my behavior. This is… not like me at all. I don’t know what came over me.”

“Forgive you?” Telron asked incredulously. “I have half a mind to-“ He choked on the next word as Grigory elbowed him in the side. Telron looked over at him rubbing his ribs and shaking his head as he turned back to the woman in the bed. “I suppose you aren’t in your right mind right now. I suppose you’re… forgiven.”

Teo hummed, sitting up slightly as the servant carefully unlaced her vest and pulled it from her shoulders. “I still don’t trust you, though.”

Telron rolled his eyes. “Whatever helps you sleep at night.” He turned to Grigory, tossing his head toward the door. Grigory nodded, patting him on the arm. They thanked- or rather, Gregory thanked- the servant, bid both of them good night, then headed back to Telron’s chambers.

“I’m proud of you, you know,” he said as he helped Telron remove his formal attire and get into his sleepwear.

Telron snorted. “For what? Trying to apologize to a drunk madwoman and nearly getting vomit on my very expensive boots?”

Grigory couldn’t help but laugh softly. “You didn’t get angry in return,” he explained. “You easily could have.”

“I could’ve easily thrown her off the balcony or made a fool of her.”

“Or both.”

“Yes,” Telron laughed. “Or both.”

Grigory smiled, smoothing out the creases of his sleep clothes before Telron turned to face him, resting his hands on his hips. “I suppose I have you to thank, as well.”

“What for?”

Telron sighed softly, pursing his lips as he thought. “Had you not been there I wouldn’t have even gone to find her and she would’ve gotten sick all by herself in the cold.”

“So you do care about her wellbeing!”

“You heard nothing.”

“My lips are sealed.”

Telron hummed slightly, lifting a hand to trace Grigory’s lower lip with his thumb. “That they are.”

[allegedlytessa-blog]

TESSA PEARSON, previously known as VICTORIA WINDSOR is a TWENTY ONE year old PRINCESS from ENGLAND that is being protected, along with ROYAL TWO FC, by SOPHIE COOKSON FC. SHE is often confused with SOPHIE TURNER and known to be AUSTERE and DUTIFUL.

hello there! i’m vivian and i’m so glad the rp is up and running!! i’ll be playing the older and cloudy to say the least bit of the england twins, and i’ll be babbling about victoria / tessa under the cut. i swear i’m not as difficult as my baby so pls give this post a like if you’re ok with be bumping your ims for some plotting!

victoria is the first born living child of england’s king henry and his wife alice, only twenty minutes before her twin, charlotte. those eventful twenty minutes, along with the death of her mother due to birth complications, have marked victoria’s life. little vic was set then to become the next queen of england, and that has never not been reminded her, which took a great tool on her upbringing.

the girl’s father, lost in his grief, didn’t really engage much with the girls (especially less with charlotte), thus the moments of joy and care in her childhood were mostly provided by others such as tutors and employees. victoria, though, did get plenty of her dad’s presence in her life, and that wasn’t all for good: there was a lot of unveiled pressure in her ever since she learned how to walk and speak, and she was always expected to be proper and conscious of her duties and position.

so while her sister went out to school, meet friends and do her heart’s desires, victoria was mostly stuck in the palace receiving a Very Traditional Princessy Education with etiquette, languages, politics and whatever you name it lessons; her life was much consisted of theories and politics that would supposedly be helpful for her future.

with a stiff environment, she too grew rather stiff. most of the things she says or acts are plotted beforehand, and she doesn’t know how to change that tbh. on the outside, she seems like the most certain and stoic little queen, but in the inside she’s a very anxious girl, with little to no experience in real life, making her a little naive / innocent. you know the kind of rich girl who spends not because she’s spoiled rotten, but because she doesn’t know how to do better?? that’s probably victoria tbh. she gives too much and asks for very little in return when it comes to personal relationships, perhaps because she was always very much her dad’s perfect puppet.

talking about her dad: victoria is very dependent on the king. even if he wasn’t a perfect father (far from it), he was her inspirational figure, and she is very blind and obedient when it comes to him -- even now she refuses to talk about his decision on war, even if sometimes she finds herself disagreeing deeply or angry (not that she will ever talk it out loud)

both victoria and charlotte have been in town since the beginning, for about a year now. even though it’s been a good while, victoria -- now called tessa -- is far from being used to her life, but she tries to make the best out of it anyways. she is slowly breaking out of her shell and involving herself: she is studying at the local university (regularly, which is a first) and has a job at the museum/planetarium; supposedly, she’s doing all that she hasn’t been able to do before, and enjoying hobbies she wasn’t allowed to have, but old habits die hard and she’s very hesitant on everything she does, always with her father’s voice in her head saying how this is right and doesn’t fit what is expected of her / proper for a future queen.

tidbits i’ve thought of so far:

she has a bit of a sweet tooth, and loves glace / fruit cakes

a bad drinker. horrible. gets super whiney and overly cute, gives hugs and tosses money around. likely recites shakespeare.

she has a really hard time not acting so according to the rules in every part of her life, so it’s likely she may be a little too formal, even with people her age.

tbh it’s likely she fluctuates between a grandfather (nagging, judging) and a toddler (excited/surprised at little things) personality wise, most of the times too out of touch with everything, especially in this “new world”

she’s trying to improve herself and have “a normal life” these days tho, and has taken to better her education: she always liked stars, and things that are certain, plus she’s good at math, so she’s going for a physics major and a history minor, because she still gotta have “something useful” in life. to make her a “normal” struggling student, she’s also taken a job to fill her hours so it’s not unusual to see her at the museum

despite her attempts to fit in as tessa, she still finds it very difficult to deal with how over self conscious and paranoid she is, so she doesn’t like being out all that much bc she keeps thinking how that may give her away or smth

charlotte/thea is her life. they may be very different but vic brings the older sister to a very strong level -- especially when considering they’re not even half an hour apart. their time in town has rekindled their relationship and victoria has turned a lot of her dependency to her sister

her father is probably not very approving of the above. victoria still exchanges often correspondence with him, and he visits a couple times a year to make sure things are going well

i’m looking for someone with whom victoria has written ever since her youth. they were pen pals due to an assignment at school, and may have or not stopped the correspondence and have met at town

besides a pen pal, i’ll be needing all sorts of relationships tbh. give me neighbors, fellow students, patrons at the museum, people from her past, romantic relationships, hateful relationships, family relations, anything. this baby just needs love tbh

[lizbian]

2-4, 8-13, 19, 27. Also include Gnizana (our setting), and skip the Thuvians for 19 since you already answered that for them, unless their answers have changed.

2. How good are they at tongue twisters?

Georg is fairly good - they’re very deliberate in their speech, so they rarely get tripped up.

Diesel is really fucking bad. They have trouble speaking normally sometimes, tongue twisters are right out.

Vita doesn’t have any difficulty with them due her programming.

Bivir would hate anyone who asked them to do a tongue twister automatically, and that effect is only magnified if they are asked to do it in common. They have a lot of pride, and can’t back down from a challenge, but they’re also too proud to fail miserably.

Alex isn’t great at them, but doesn’t care.

Seva likes them, but isn’t good at them. They can laugh at their attempts.

Damien is bad at them, because he’s not incredible at talking.

Desdemona is good at them, but doesn’t speak fast enough for being good at them to count, really.

Shian is good at them, but can’t do them with other people around, bc they get flustered.

Niall uses them regularly in hopes he’d get better at talking. It didn’t work.

Gnizana is very fluid with them.

3. Biggest regret?

I feel like we’ve bene over this w everyone but Gnizana, so…

Gnizana’s currently very much regretting deciding to tag along with Aster.

4. Are they formally trained or have they gone through a more organic learning experience for their skillset?

Georg is organically trained - most of their sorcerous skills were honed on the road, and the result of natural growth.

Diesel developed their skillset on the run - there’s little else to develop. 

Vita studied hard to develop her skills. 

Bivir was formally trained in herbalism and archery both.

Alex was formally trained in swordsmanship and equestrianism.

Seva is a bit of an odd mix - they started thieving and sneaking on the streets, but later had those skills formally honed. 

Damien is self-taught.

Desdemona learned organically. She’s a very organic sort of person.

Shian was formally trained in swordsmanship and magic both.

Niall was formally trained in wizardry

Gnizana’s magic comes naturally to her.

8. Paper or plastic?

plastic doesn’t exist in this setting so everyone considers paper.

9. What’s their dump stat?

Georg’s is Strength and Constitution, both of which they’ve got little of. 

Diesel’s is constituion, which makes sense because they’re in a sorry state right now.

Vita’s is Wisdom, but even that is neutral because she’s very well rounded. 

Bivir rolled well, so they don’t really have a dump stat - their lowest scores are Wis and Con, but even those are at +1.

Alex ‘s dump stat is Wis, he’s a foolish boy. 

Seva’s dump stat is Charisma. They’re just so abrasive that their charisma is -4…

Damien’s dump stats is Charisma and Strength. He’s not very strong or very charming, but he’s got a lot of heart. 

Desdemona’s dump stat is Charisma. That aura of general heebie jeebies doesn’t do her any favors.

Shian’s dump stat is wisdom - they haven’t been allowed to have any life experience.

Niall’s dump stat is charisma. He just has a breakdown when people try to talk to him.

Gnizana’s dump stat is Strength. She never had to hone it, because she’s like that.

10. What’s their best stat?

Georg is wholeheartedly charming as well as physically beautiful - Charisma.

Diesel, while not as charming, is bluntly honest and well intentioned, and they do their best for others - Charisma.

Vita is inexperienced, but she absorbs any information at inhuman rates. Intelligence.

Bivir has been honing their speed their whole life, as a dancer and hunter, Dexterity. 

Alex has honed his strength for many years, and it’s paid off. Strength.

Seva is of many skills - they’re well educated, but what gets them by is being a sneaky sneaky. Dexterity and Intelligence are tied.

Damien has been quietly practicing his speed in his basement for many years now - Dexterity.

Desdemona is an old soul, and she’s always been very observant and wise. Wisdom.

Shian is skilled and well-rounded, but they’ve focused great effort into their wizardly talents. Intelligence.

Niall has been studying wizardry his whole life. Intelligence.

Gnizana is a gnome of class, poise and beauty. Charisma.

11. What is their favorite anime?

Georg would really dig Spirited Away.

Diesel would love pre-timeskip Gurren Lagann.

Vita would very much like Madoka Magica - I cant imagine her not being really into Madoka Magica. 

Bivir would like Magi, but prefer the anime because the manga got very disappointing after the timeskip since it set up the final boss to be capitalism and then it wasn’t. 

Alex would be very into fullmetal alchemist. Short blonde boys missing limbs representation!

Seva would like Heroic Legend Of Arslan a lot - historical, about companionship, about politics, and about elite soldiers and finding the right cause. It’d be therapeutic.

Damien would love Boku No Hero Academia very much.

Desdemona would love Kyoukai no Kanata. I’ve only seen one episode of it but I know she’d love it. I should pick it back up…

Shian would like Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki-kun. They love a good laugh. 

Niall is a very sentimental sort and would very much love Clannad and After Story

Gnizana would like, while a movie, Kiki’s Delivery Service. It’d remind her of her childhood, having trouble getting her magic working on her side.

12. What’s their favorite beverage?

Georg likes milkshakes, but ones that aren’t cold. They’re weak to temperature.

Diesel likes apple juice. 

Vita doesn’t drink.

Bivir likes wine.

Alex doesn’t have a preference, but hates milk.

Seva likes mead.

Damien likes milk.

Desdemona loves black tea.

Shian likes smoothies.

Niall likes green tea.

Gnizana loves coffee.

13. If they can use magic, what’s their favorite spell?

Been over this for most everyone but there’s some newcomers to the list!

Desdemona favors Speak With Dead - in her line of work, it was extremely helpful and in common use.

Shian favors molten orb. Nothing like a bowling ball made of molten metal to make people regret fucking with your crew.

Niall favors Aura of the Unremarkable - an enchantment spell allowing one’s actions to seem innocuous, even if they are absolutely bizarre. 

Gnizana favors Electrical Ray (one of her bloodline spells), but wishes her bloodline abilities were more useful in the feywild.

19. They have to go live on a deserted island. They can take one thing and one person. What do they take?

Georg wouldn’t want to take anyone - they can make it on a desert island on their own, and they don’t want their friends to hate them for taking someone on a desert island. They’d want a hatchet.

Diesel wouldn’t know who to take. Probably Evelynn. They’d also bring a good book. A very good book.

Seva wouldn’t take anyone, and they’d just want a good knife.

Damien would want his gun, and he’d bring someone who’s been through worse, likely Shian.

Desdemona would bring Aster, because she likes him and he could swim away if he didn’t want to be there. She’d bring a large chunk of flint for making fires and tools with.

Shian would bring a small boat, and someone who knows how to navigate.

Niall already lives on a deserted island with one other person. 

Gnizana would bring a random, wealthy stranger and a very nice dress which shows her cleavage off. She would convince the wealthy stranger to marry her, and then she’d work towards getting off the island.

27. They’re at a tavern. They bump into a big burly angry drunk with a combative attitude. What happens? 

Answered for most everyone, but.

Gnizana would roll to seduce him.

[itamarkimasu]

20 Questions Tag ˚✧₊⁎( ˘ω˘ )⁎⁺˳✧༚

as tagged by @haechico​ (sorry for doing this so late~ TT)

tagging: @smoljitolgyu @thefirstmark @makkeuga @tadechan

Rules: Answer the 20 questions in a new post and tag 20 blogs you would like to get to know better.

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Gender: female

Star Sign: sagittarius, unfortunately i am weak at my own horoscope so that’s all i know  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Height: 5′2 (eternal sobbing)

Time right now: 2:07 AM (...yikes)

Last thing I googled:  “haechan nct scans” (i was looking for hd pics to draw lmao >_>)

Favorite Bands: exo!! svt!! nct!! literally the only boybands i stan. others are; the nbhd, the 1975

Favorite Solo Artists:  BØRNS, melanie martinez, troye sivan, halsey

Song stuck in your head: BØRNS - past lives

Last Movie I watched: beauty and the beast, the latest version

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When did you create your blog: lmao i can’t remember bc i frequently delete and make new blogs before this blog

What kind of stuff do you post: markhyuck, jigyu, nct (these days), mark lee, lee donghyuck, random stuff but the most important thing is there is no harm coming from my blog! (:

When did your blog reach its peak: what does this even mean,, is it a good thing or bad thing Help me

Do you have any other blogs: i do!! it’s @narrybased but it’s abandoned af ever since i left the messy fandom :-)

Do you get asks regularly: regularly? i don’t think so. but i do get one or two at the most unexpected times. thank you for sending me asks~

Why you chose your URL: actually a friend of mine (who’s super creative with usernames) made the exact same the username only replacing mark as baek bc she’s baek biased, and i am a fraud lmao so all credits goes to her!!

Following: i think i only follow like...20 blogs lmao

Post: i think it’s 300+ i don’t really check or whatever >_>

Hogwarts House: my slytherin pride is fired up

Pokémon Team: ,,i have never been invested in pokemon so...idk 

Favorite colors: AND idk if this is surprising but i also have never been invested in picking a favorite colour bc colours can look good and bad on different things so like...idk meh  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Average Hours of sleep: sometimes 5 hours and less, sometimes when i really don’t want to face the world it takes a whole day~

Lucky Numbers: i don’t have them keke~ bad luck wags its tail at me U_U

Favorite manga Characters: i LOVE mamura daiki, the most purest, lovable, admirable, second lead who actually gETS the girl bc he deserves it and i would fight the world for him

How many blankets do you sleep with: one  

Dream job: i’ve always wanted to be a singer but i can’t sing, but lately i just want to be a really influential, successful, independent woman who is able to lead !! idk be a boss somewhere, be confident with what i do and what i look, empower youth, spark inspirations

Dream Trip: i’ve always wanted to go to amsterdam, and south korea (mainly bc of the food but mainly bc what if i bump into nct at a local store omo)