#just in a hill house mood ig

[thatweirdgirlyousatnexttoinmath]

Haunting of Hill House Connections Puzzle!!

In honor of 6 (!!!) years since Hill House, if anyone is a fan of the show and/or word puzzles, I've made a personalized Haunting of Hill House Connections puzzle :)

Click the link to fill it out, here's a sneak peek of what it looks like:

If anyone wants to do it, feel free to put your results in the comments/share the puzzle. Maybe it'll be fun?!?!

Rules of Connections (as per NYTimes website):

You are given a grid of 16 words.

Your goal is to find four groups of four words that share a common theme.

To select a group of words, click or tap on them one by one.

Once you have selected a group of four words, click or tap the “submit” button.

If your answer is correct, the four words will disappear and you will be presented with a new group of words to solve.

If your answer is incorrect, you will lose one life.

You have a total of four lives. If you lose all of your lives, the game will end.

The goal of the game is to solve as many groups of words as possible before running out of lives.

HAVE FUN!!

[lurite212]

made a sad fanfic abt Legolas and Gimli ig

(Basically Legolas is an over dramatic reck and Gimli is tired of his bs)

P.S. I was very lazy w/ this one so mind the grammar or bad spelling/wording

Inspired by: House in Nebraska by Ethel Cain

Legolas had been in a mood. Gimli or any other being with eyes could understand that. His elf simply couldn’t grasp that his mind was not a nice place to run off to during the morning hours.

Gimli knew it must be frustrating to be in love with a dwarf when your entire lifestyle is different from him.

Legolas rarely slept but seemed to always wake up early in the morning yet it seemed Gimli always slept soundly during the night and could not seem to stir as quickly and effortlessly as his counterpart.

Though the dwarf did wake ever so often to the blonde hunched over on the opposite side of the bed, faced away and far away as he could look. Gimli understood this was one of those nights.

The dwarf had slept for a couple of hours. It had been a long day for them both so it was for once surprising to see the elf not to be in his lifeless sleeping state.

The pair had traveled to a small town for medicine in case of emergency which the two quickly agreed on and had made their way to a few buildings passing through streets and shops swiftly.

The town was as is said, quite small, but that did not stop the many people and children from crowding the streets and bumping shoulders to passersby.

One child in particular had bumped into Legolas knocking both Gimli and himself back a little ways.

The child had excused himself and ran off into the sea of bodies and yelled for what was assumed to be his friends.

Gimli hadn’t thought much of it more so than he simply complained that the boy should be more careful. Legolas had of course thought deeply about this small encounter, his love couldn’t resist to make a mountain out of a small hill.

When they agreed to purchase a room for the night at the towns local tavern it was easy enough to say Legolas had been off in ways. He no longer chirped up to giggle and argue as he once did.

He no longer looked in the mirrors that he passed (which Gimli made fun of often) to make sure his hair and himself looked presentable.

Gimli assumed it would become less of a problem and more of a solution as the elf sat in their room and thought. Yet it seemed as Gimli woke up next to a far off Legolas he had thought wrong.

“What ails you elf?” Gimli grunted out from under the covers, slowly but surely pushing himself up and shuffling over to sit beside the skinny being.

“It is nothing.” he spoke lowly just barely enough for the dwarf to hear.

Gimli scoffed and looked around the room before replying.

“It must be something of worry since it has kept you up this late into the night.” the red head commented with a nudge of his elbow.

“I am often awake in many hours of the night.” Legolas replied with his face still downward and his attention turned to the floor as if a Nazgûl would burst through the wood.

“Yet we have recently had longer and more stressful days.” Gimli leaned forward and over the blondes back to look at the mans hidden face. “It is out of place even for an elf not to rest.”

Legolas didn’t reply.

Outside Gimli could hear and feel the thunder and rain whirl and whip around the tavern. Legolas turned over to light a candle which made Gimli dip closer to him.

The dwarf had also moved to pick up his leftover cup of water from a nearby dresser before sitting back down.

Finally the pale and bony features had turned towards him.

Gimli had been told that Legolas was more chubby in the eyes of other elves. Gimli laughed when he had heard. Legolas was lean and fit and all around too skinny in the dwarfs opinion.

The only reason someone could have said that was because Legolas was younger and had a slightly rounder face. It made Gimli laugh whenever he thought of it.

“Gimli I-“ the dwarf watched as the blonde thought about the right words, “I worry about you.” he confessed now looking slightly a ways up. Not meeting the others eyes.

“Me? Why would you be worried amrâlimê?” Gimli laughed softly careful not to knock the cup of water that now rests against his crossed legs.

Silence one more rolled in and surrounded the two while Gimli silently sipped from the cup.

“I cannot bare you children.”

Gimli choked and spat out his drink with a surprised elf sitting up and patting his back. It took Gimli and minute or two to recover.

“Legolas lad what on earth brought this on?” Gimli cleared his throat and looked up to the blonde. Legolas grimaced and rubbed his temple.

“That child that bumped into me in town,” Gimli ever so slightly rolled his eyes making the elf hit his arm with a small slap. “It made me think.”

“Of?”

“Of how you have a life already so short and I cannot bare you any child or give you any real love-“ Gimli bursted out laughing, clutching his stomach with his right hand while his left gripped onto Legolas’ shoulder.

“Elf I assure you you give me all the real love I need.” Legolas reddened ever so slightly at the comment.

“As for children,” the elf looked sadly down at the dwarf. Gimli thought carefully before continuing.

“I have no unbearable urge to have a child so there is no need in the worry for it.” he stated simply.

“You do not understand me Gimli.”

“I wish to not deprive you of your life’s riches nor make you wish other than it.” Legolas was serious as he could be.

“I don’t like you like this.” Gimli spoke honestly. The elf uncreased his eyebrows slightly at the statement.

“So worried,” Gimli scoffed as he looked up at the other. The elf’s expression was pouted, his eyebrows creased. The mans eyes were upsettingly beautiful like this.

In the sun they were a beautiful shade of blue but now alone in the dark they were deep hues of brown swirling with something Gimli knew too well.

“You are starting to act like your father.”

Legolas let out a heavy laugh as though it hurt him to be somewhat happy in these moments. Gimli put his hand over Legolas. The man was not laughing he was crying. The dwarf soothed the others shoulder with his free hand.

“I do not wish to be like him.” Legolas choked out. His voice crumbled and indifferent to how he normally spoke.

Gimli simply looked at the man who refused to look back. Rarely ever did they speak of their sadness. Far too used to simply holding one another while they cried.

It was one of the first things they bonded over. No matter how much hate one person has for another everyone suffers the same.

“Lad you can speak to me you know..?” Gimli said softly. The grip on Legolas was tensed a little to show emphasis. The elf sniffed and scrunched his face.

“It is not fair.” Legolas spat out using his free hand to desperately wipe his tears away.

“No,” Gimli already knew what the other was talking about. “Although you have me now do you not?” the dwarf chuckled and knocked the other with the back of his hand. The gesture becoming all too known to the two of them.

“Yes but I will loose you soon enough.” Legolas croaked out. Gimli huffed and shook his head.

“Lad you need to sleep.” Gimli replied knowing that when Legolas woke in the morning he would come to his senses that he has more time with the dwarf than his sleep deprived self believes.

“No!” Legolas jumps up almost knocking the remainder of the water out of Gimlis hands. The elf now held each large shoulder in his long pale hands while he leaned into Gimli’s personal space.

“Lad-“

“It hurts!” he yelled into the redheads freckles face. Anger seeping out and through his words.

“It hurts to miss you while you are still here!”Legolas’ voice broke slightly though the anguish.

Gimli sat still much like stone. The state at which his lover was in is not to be messed with now.

“What will I do once you’ve left?” he asked in an crazed tone.

“Go home? Act as if nothing has changed?”

“I refuse.” Legolas got nose to nose with the dwarf as he grimaced out the words of hateful promise.

“It would delight my father to see me move on from you but I refuse.” heavy tears streamed down the pale face in front of Gimli. The elf’s upturned nose was now a irritated red.

“It hurts me even now, a soaring pain throughout my chest!” he hit his chest with his pointer fingers.

“If it hurts to miss you when you are right here! I only imagine the hurt I will endure once you have really left me.” Legolas seethed through his teeth trying to regain composer that he kept so often.

Gimli slowly lifted his haired hand to wipe the tears from Legolas’ face.

The blonde caved in the burning anger and replaced it with a deep sadness. The elf leaned into the hand with his own hands wrapping around Gimli’s wrist for support.

“Legolas.”

The elf hadn’t realized he had closed his eyes until the dwarf had spoke his name.

The redhead stared sadly at the elf in his hand. The blondes face was tear stained and reddened, the dark eyebrows upturned in a hurt expression with the rest of his scrunched up face.

Gimli sighed once more and stroked the side of the elf’s face.

“Let me braid your hair.” the dwarf slowly moved his hand so the blonde had time to lift his head away.

“Why?” he croaked.

“Just wait you impatient little elven prince.”

Legolas laughed and smiled softly as Gimli maneuvered his way to get to the side of the elf. Legolas relaxed upon the strands of his long blonde hair twirling and wrapping around Gimli’s strong fingers.

The dwarf chuckled as the other seemed to purr much like that of a cat as the large fingers separated the layers of hair.

“That was quick.” Legolas commented as Gimli pressed a small kiss to his cheek.

“Braiding you lovers hair is a necessity,” he explains before the red strands intertwine with blonde ones. This makes Legolas turn wild eyes toward his dwarf.

“What in middle earth are you doing?” Legolas questioned assuming his outrage had scared the poor dwarf mad.

Gimli smiled and continued to braid their hair together. With one last twist the long braid turned into one.

Beautiful strands of blonde twirled in with bright red until it reached the top where they colors split and went into the respective strands of their two owners.

“Is this another custom of yours?” Legolas raised an eyebrow at his lover who was now connected to him via braid.

“No.” Gimli answered. The dwarf yanked the two backwards making Legolas unwillingly follow because of the pure pull from his scalp. The elf let out a yelp of pain and then laughter as he now laid down beside Gimli on his side of the bed.

Just as he was about to ask what he was doing Gimli snipped his side of the braid off just before it connected. Legolas gasped and shoved the dwarf.

Gimli swerved and managed to not stab himself with the small knife he had kept by the bedside table.

Gimli turned back now that he had place the knife far away to look at the elf.

“You look mad.” Legolas said bluntly. Gimli barked with laughter as Legolas lifted the now red and blonde braid he sported.

Silence went over them and Gimli felt like he had elven hearing from how many different sounds he could now hear through the tavern room.

“Even though the red strand is gone Legolas,” the elf looked up and into the others eyes almost close enough to feel his breath.

“Doesn’t mean it’s not still there.” Gimli explained with a sad smile and rubbed his hand over the others back. Legolas cracked a small smile and the tears flowed back.

“You ruined your hair for an explanation?” he gasped out through the tears.

“It’ll grow back good as new.” Gimli smiled back.

They hugged the rest of the night. Slept as one soul and one being. If Legolas kept the others hair in his own who is to judge. Questions raised and eyes glared but Legolas nor Gimli cared for it.

In the end there is no one other than each other that they would rather be ridiculed with. Although the terrors still continued, they lessened by their words or ways while Gimli was there. Still there.

[kadee-pn]

11.30.22

last day of nov :o time rly does fly

i took my public health final and it went rly well!! i also finished my last assignments for that class so now i’m officially done. wish i devoted more time into it tbh bc i rly love public health, but ended up spending more of my focus on chem + writing this quarter :,( but still v good class i recommend

afterwards, i walked to tj’s to grocery shop! i needed to buy veggies bc i do not have any and i need nutrition :D ended up buying broccoli, mushrooms, stuff for breakfast. not too much bc i’m going home next week anyways lollll

i made lunch and it was goood. rice + broccoli + nem nướng, which is like one of my fav types of protein ever. reminded me of home :,) then, i ubered to my new babysitting job! the kiddo is two years old 🥹 so adorbs even tho he was rly shy hahahah still v smiley tho :] i’m excited to get to know him! i also met his grandma and dad who were rly kind. SUPER nice house in brentwood i was in awe. beautiful grand piano too! i’ll start in winter quarter hehe

then, i took the bus back to my apt and then went to the hill to visit kayla, gian, + steph for a bit! it was very good to see them since it’s been a while. they’re v v studious and focused so i didn’t stay for long :D they’re such champs. then, i met w jay for a bit and he swiped me a smoothie <3 love my twin. then i went to anderson to study w adi, and then jay came by after a bit too! it was pretty productive,, i rly like the library there it’s very peaceful. i’ll go again tmr in the daytime when there’s more sunlight. i listened to a lot of beabadoobee + cigarettes after sex for some reason. was in the mood ig LOLOL

i went home at 9ish, made dinner, watched vampire diaries, did a little work (very little tho bc im pooped tbh), and now going to bed :) it was lonngggg day but good day. excited for tmr 💛

side note: damon salvatore is so hot im not even watching this show for the plot anymore he’s just so nice to look at. and i love his character

also i really like puffer vests + looking at peoples spotify wraps

anyways that is all

love

kd

[ebonyslasher]

Jealousy

Slashers getting jealous of their s/o being flirted with

Could you do something pretty cliche: "What if they're jealous?" and I was also wondering if you could add BabyFace (The Hills Run Red)

Note: This was a request from a comment on my Ao3 from some time ago. I’ll only do that once- all other request will have to be through my tumblr so that they are all in one place.

It's not a secret that Michael is possessive, especially over anything that he obsesses over or hold dear

But damn, does it really come out when he's jealous

Thankfully he doesn't get jealous too often. He's normally a pretty chill guy.

However, it's well known that serial killers act on their urges. And whenever someone hit on you, it really pops out

Each person that hits on you gets out on his kill now list.

If he can, he will just go ahead and delete their existence from earth 🌎

If not, he will pick yo ass up and walk away

He will be rough with you cause he's angry. Nothing full out abusive but you will have some bruising and tender spots from his strong ass grip

Once he's home, he'll calm down a bit. But you won't be leaving the house for a few days. Fuck you thought? He was gonna let you roam after that? You won't leave until he feels secure...and he won't tell you when

If he's stalking you in Haddonfield, then he'll sit back and watch.

Mostly because Loomis and the police are always on his ass, but also out of curiosity. He wants to see what you do.

He feels proud when you ignore or brush them off with a sly comment

On a more realistic note, he gets paranoid about stuff like that. Even if y'all have been together for a while enough to trust that you wouldn't turn him in.

With all that control and power he consistently looms over your head, you're actually the one who hold the most power. Financially, socially, and mentally.

He's afraid of you going off with someone who was better for you in those subjects than he was. He even gets disgusted thinking about you with someone else. Makes his stomach turn. Ironic since dude used to eat rats.

Just know that you're very important to him

His childish attitude is an everyday occurrence. This we all know

However, the combo of his childish ways + true anger is something you've never seen before. Until he gets jealous

Oooo real jealous too. He has a good bit of hard hitting insecurities that come from his face, how he acts, what he feels he can't do for you, and his social skills.

Basically he feels like he's a hindrance for you relationship wise. 😓

Since he doesn't get to be around people in public, he targets the grocery boy and people on social media

When he gets in that mean green mood, he's always repeating to you that "you're mine!" And that no one else should matter

He esp hates the grocery boy, watching him blush when he sees you makes him almost black out

“If it wasn't for the fact that the pink faced cunt delivered our groceries, I would've stuck a knife up his shitty bum. Wanker.”

😨

Brahms does get a bit scary and intense. He'll destroy anything he can get his hands on

He wouldn't raise his hands at you, but he will restrain you against the wall so that you have to hear what he has to say.

Tracks your likes and activities on every social media handle you have. He hated it when IG took away that feature where you could see people's likes.

God forbid he's looking in your phone and sees any dms.....you def not getting any sleep that night

Brahms will DM and reply to people hatefully if they are flirting with you under your post/photos

“ So sexy~ ❤️❤️you should come to Paris where I could show you a good time”

“Just because you see a peng person on the internet doesn’t mean you gotta fuck them and comment those BITCH hearts. They’re mine, you FRENCH PIG”

Honestly, his comments are embarrassing. You’ve told him to cool it multiple times, since he’s the only one you want.

Usually calms down after hearing that and wants to cuddle with you

Ghostface Dbd

[Ghostface did not like that]

Danny is livid. Jealousy makes him so angry that he just snaps mentally. You’re usually the one who gets yelled later 

If he sees some rando flirting with you, he will just stop and watch. Might whisk you away when his temper starts getting to a boiling point 

He’ll put on a façade😐 like he’s unbothered until y’all are alone......by then, it’s a whole different story

Danny will lash out at you if you didn’t give the ‘correct’ response to the flirting. 

As if someone flirting with you was your fault in the first place

“I don't know why you’re so upset! I ignored them and walked off!’

“You’re supposed to tell them that you’re taken and would never be interested, genius. GOD! I can’t leave you alone for one second!”

This keeps going on.....and on.....and on until he tires himself out. 

Might call you names like bitch, idiot, etc. Just disrespectful shit flying out of his mouth. 

If you start crying, he will stop and try to comfort you. He’ll apologize for everything he’s said. Deny him and things won’t end pretty

If you start cussing his ass out, he will stop. Mostly because he’s stunned. Depending on how much you go in, he’ll argue back or just shut up. 

And to the individual that flirted with you- Danny has memorized what they look like. Will use his skills to find out their identity, schedule, where they live, etc. 

Stalks and torments them for a day or two before he strikes.

Records himself stabbing them to death and cutting out their tongue. He has a great time doing it since he’s snickering the whole time.

He keeps the video to himself- it’s in a file that’s dedicated to anyone that’s every flirted with you

Babyface Killer (The Hills Run Red) 

*Never seen the movie and wasn’t too much about his personality but I tried by best*

Not much of a talker- due to his face being horribly disfigured. But his actions will let you know when he’s displeased about something

He saw some rednecks come across you while you were on a walk. They kept hounding you - saying slick sexual comments and trying to get you to come home with them.

You kept saying no, trying to go back the way you came. 

Babyface sees one trying to grab at you and he just springs into action

His movements are sharp and stiff when he comes up and butchers him. Slices and dices like he’s on a cooking show

Once he’s done, he sharply looks at you and picks you up

He won’t let you leave the land for a few days, heavily monitoring you the whole time. 

If you’re allowed to go outside, he will be there right beside you while you’re doing stuff. 

Although he’s glad that you didn’t give into their flirting, he’s still upset that it happened. He knows he isn’t the best partner for you. He’s afraid you’ll run off with someone, leaving him behind with a shed full of curing dead bodies. 

Cause if you try to leave and he finds out....he won’t hesitate to sacrifice you. Especially if it can impress his father. 

[kookie-doughs]

Y/N L/N AND THE HALFBLOODS

Percy Jackson X Reader

-Y/N L/N met Percy Jackson and everything is now ruined.

Chapter 22: Then It Ended

As soon as we came, Annabeth ang Grover tackled me. We were the first heroes to return alive to Half-Blood Hill since Luke, so of course everybody treated us as if we'd won some reality-TV contest. According to camp tradition, we wore laurel wreaths to a big feast prepared in our honor, then led a procession down to the bonfire, where we got to burn the burial shrouds our cabins had made for us in our absence.

Annabeth's shroud was so beautiful—gray silk with embroidered owls— Percy told her it seemed a shame not to bury her in it. She punched him and told him to shut up. Percy being the son of Poseidon, he didn't have any cabin mates, so the Ares cabin had volunteered to make his shroud. They'd taken an old bedsheet and painted smiley faces with X'ed-out eyes around the border, and the word LOSER painted really big in the middle.

As I was still unclaimed, Hermes cabin had made me one. (Just... IDK go crazy with your shroud IG) It was fun to burn. As Apollo's cabin led the sing-along and passed out s'mores, Percy and I was surrounded by my Hermes cabinmates, Annabeth's friends from Athena, and Grover's satyr buddies, who were admiring the brand-new searcher's license he'd received from the Council of Cloven Elders. The council had called Grover's performance on the quest "Brave to the point of indigestion. Horns-and-whiskers above anything we have seen in the past." The only ones not in a party mood were Clarisse and her cabinmates, whose poisonous looks told me they'd never forgive us for disgracing their dad. That was okay with me. Even Dionysus's welcome-home speech wasn't enough to dampen my spirits. "Yes, yes, so the little brats didn't get themselves killed and now they'll have an even bigger head. Well, huzzah for that. In other announcements, there will be no canoe races this Saturday...." Going back to the cabin I finally had time to talk to Luke. Who just expressed his relief of me being fine, and how he was scared when Annabeth told everyone about me. No wonder everyone was so shocked seeing me come back with Percy. On the Fourth of July, the whole camp gathered at the beach for a fireworks display by cabin nine. Being Hephaestus's kids, they weren't going to settle for a few lame red-white-and-blue explosions. They'd anchored a barge offshore and loaded it with rockets the size of Patriot missiles. According to Annabeth, who'd seen the show before, the blasts would be sequenced so tightly they'd look like frames of animation across the sky. The finale was supposed to be a couple of hundred-foot-tall Spartan warriors who would crackle to life above the ocean, fight a battle, then explode into a million colors. As Annabeth, Percy and I were spreading a picnic blanket, Grover showed up to tell us good-bye. He was dressed in his usual jeans and T-shirt and sneakers, but in the last few weeks he'd started to look older, almost high-school age. His goatee had gotten thicker. He'd put on weight. His horns had grown at least an inch, so he now had to wear his rasta cap all the time to pass as human. "I'm off," he said. "I just came to say ... well, you know." I tried to feel happy for him. After all, it wasn't every day a satyr got permission to go look for the great god Pan. But it was hard saying good-bye. I'd only known Grover a year, yet he was my oldest friend. Annabeth and I gave him a hug. She told him to keep his fake feet on. I asked him where he was going to search first. "Kind of a secret," he said, looking embarrassed. "I wish you could come with me, guys, but humans and Pan ..." "We understand," Annabeth said. "You got enough tin cans for the trip?" "Yeah." "And you remembered your reed pipes?" "Jeez, Annabeth," he grumbled. "You're like an old mama goat." But he didn't really sound annoyed. He gripped his walking stick and slung a backpack over his shoulder. He looked like any hitchhiker you might see on an American highway. "Well," he said, "wish me luck." He gave Annabeth and I another hug. He clapped Percy on the shoulder, then headed back through the dunes. Fireworks exploded to life overhead: Hercules killing the Nemean lion, Artemis chasing the boar, George Washington (who, by the way, was a son of Athena) crossing the Delaware. "Hey, Grover," Percy called. He turned at the edge of the woods. "Wherever you're going—I hope they make good enchiladas." Grover grinned, and then he was gone, the trees closing around him. "We'll see him again," Annabeth said. July passed. I spent my daysplanning out strategies with Luke for capture-the-flag and making alliances with the other cabins to keep the banner out of Ares's hands. I got to the top of the climbing wall for the first time without getting scorched by lava. From time to time, Percy and I would walk past the Big House, he'd glance up at the attic windows, and think about the Oracle.

I tried to convince him that its prophecy had come to completion. "You shall go west, and face the god who has turned." "Been there, done that—even though the traitor god had turned out to be Ares rather than Hades." "You shall find what was stolen, and see it safe returned." "Check. One master bolt delivered. One helm of darkness back on Hades." "You shall be betrayed by one who calls you a friend." Percy recited. "Ares had pretended to be our friend, then betrayed us. That must be what the Oracle meant.... Or maybe Nereid?"

"And you shall fail to save what matters most, in the end." He sighed. "I had failed to save my mom and lost you..."

"So why are you still uneasy?" The last night of the summer session came all too quickly. The campers had one last meal together. We burned part of our dinner for the gods. At the bonfire, the senior counselors awarded the end-of-summer beads. Percy and I got our own leather necklace, and when I saw the bead for my first summer. The design was pitch black, with a sea-green trident shimmering in the center.

"This is so beautiful..." I smiled to Percy. "The choice was unanimous," Luke announced. "This bead commemorates the first Son of the Sea God at this camp, and the quest he undertook into the darkest part of the Underworld to stop a war!" The entire camp got to their feet and cheered. Even Ares's cabin felt obliged to stand. Athena's cabin steered Annabeth to the front so she could share in the applause. I'm not sure I'd ever felt as happy or sad as I did at that moment. I'd finally found a family, people who cared about me and thought I'd done something right. And in the morning, most of them would be leaving for the year. * * * The next morning, Luke called me. He gave me a paper, telling me to fill it out, and asked me to meet him as soon as I could. I knew Dionysus must've filled it out, because he stubbornly insisted on getting my name wrong: Dear (WRONG NAME) , If you intend to stay at Camp Half-Blood year-round, you must inform the Big House by noon today. If you do not announce your intentions, we will assume you have vacated your cabin or died a horrible death. Cleaning harpies will begin work at sundown. They will be authorized to eat any unregistered campers. All personal articles left behind will be incinerated in the lava pit. Have a nice day! Mr. D (Dionysus) Camp Director, Olympian Council #12 That's another thing about ADHD. Deadlines just aren't real to me until I'm staring one in the face. Summer was over, and I still don't know what to do. I had no where to go to. The only option I had was Percy's or maybe Hades was not joking about inviting me back to the Underworld. Sighing I decided to just meet Luke before filling it for second opinions. The campgrounds were mostly deserted, shimmering in the August heat. All the campers were in their cabins packing up, or running around with brooms and mops, getting ready for final inspection. Argus was helping some of the Aphrodite kids haul their Gucci suitcases and makeup kits over the hill, where the camp's shuttle bus would be waiting to take them to the airport. I was walking around looking for Luke. I jumped when I felt someone tap me from behind. I instinctively unsheathed my knife and turned only to see Luke with his hands raised.

"Whoa! Calm down just me." He laughed.

"Kinda weird seeing someone laugh at a knife pointed at them." I smirked sheathing my knife.

"I only laugh since its you." He smiled and ruffled my hair. "Are you done with everything?"

"Not really. I don't know whether to leave or not yet. That's why I came. Help me?" I asked him.

He turned to me and to the forest. "How about you hear me out about something... important and private... then decide?" He gestured towards the forest.

"Not planning on killing me are you?" I squinted at him.

He gasped. "Not you. Never. I would never hurt you."

I let him lead me to a shrouded area of the forest.

"How serious is this thing that you can't let anyone see? I am blindly trusting you here Luke." I laughed nervously. But when he didn't reply I felt something was off. "Luke, okay this isn't cool. How deep into the forest do we have to go?"

"Y/N remember when you said... You want to be the person I trust...? How you promised to help me?"

"Luke?" He took my hand and pulled me sharply. I winced at how hard he pulled me. "That hurts! Let me go!"

He snapped back and let go of my wrist. "I-I'm sorry... Y/N..."

As much as I knew I had to leave, I couldn't I was worried about him. I reluctantly placed a hand on his shoulder. "What's happening?"

"I did it..." I said and sat on the ground. "I swear I didn't mean to get you hurt. But, I confess to everything. I  stole bolt and helm, I summoned the hound, I gave Percy the cursed shoes... And just now, I tried to kill Percy Jackson." He looked at me with empty eyes.

I shot up and looked at him in emotions I couldn't put in words. "W-Wh---" I wanted to leave and check on Percy. But once again, seeing him right now... I need to stay with him. "Why are you telling me this...?"

"Join me... please?" his voice was weak. He sounded vulnerable. "Let's serve my Lord together..."

"L-Luke... no. I-I can't do that!" I took his shoulder, "Y-You should stay with me instead. How about that, huh? L-Let's explain to Chiron and the others... come on please. I could help you!"

Nothing was working.

"Come with me..." He muttered.

"Luke, I won't join you. You have to change your mind. You can't do this."

"I can't change my mind."

"I can help you with that? How about you go with me huh? I could spend all my time doing this and that. Please, just change your mind."

He didn't reply for a while until he whispered, "Promise me."

"Promise you what?"

"You'll stay with me."

"What? Luke I wo--"

"You won't join... Just...don't stay here for the year... and stay with me."

"I-If I stay with you... what would that mean?"

"Yo-You... might change my mind."

"I'll go." I replied with no hesitation. "I'll leave camp for the year. And I'll find my parent to prove to you that Gods and Goddess aren't all bad. We'll find my parent together."

"I do my lord's bidding--"

"You can still do it. If you want to. But whatever happens... stays only between us. I'll stay with you until I change your mind. And I'll bring you back to camp."

"I would never do anything to ruin your trust in me." He knelt down. It was kinda awkward but hey... "I need you."

Worry not hero. We shall stay.

"Please..."

We'll meet again. Wait for us, we shall join you soon. Now leave.

I had no idea what happened since when I came to Luke was gone and there was no sign of him anywhere. How were we going to st---

We will meet him once we leave. Now go as our hero needs us.

I suddenly remembered Percy's state that Luke had told me about. So I ran. I ran to the Big House

***

Percy finally opened his eyes. He was propped up in bed in the sickroom of the Big House, his right hand bandaged like a club. Argus stood guard in the corner. Annabeth and I sat next to Percy, I was holding his nectar glass and she was dabbing a washcloth on his forehead.

"Here we are again," Percy said. "You idiot," Annabeth said, "You were green and turning gray when we found you. If it weren't for Chiron's healing..." "Now, now," Chiron's voice said. "Percy's constitution deserves some of the credit." He was sitting near the foot of the bed in human form. His lower half was magically compacted into the wheelchair, his upper half dressed in a coat and tie. He smiled, but his face looked weary and pale, the way it did when he'd been up all night grading Latin papers. "How are you feeling?" he asked. "Like my insides have been frozen, then microwaved." "Apt, considering that was pit scorpion venom. Now you must tell me, if you can, exactly what happened." Between sips of nectar, he told them the story.

I bit my lip trying to keep what happened between Luke and I private. It was a risky move that would not be approved by anyone after all. The room was quiet for a long time. "I can't believe that Luke..." Annabeth's voice faltered. Her expression turned angry and sad. "Yes. Yes, I can believe it. May the gods curse him.... He was never the same after his quest."

Percy was looking at me as if checking what was my reaction to his story. "This must be reported to Olympus," Chiron murmured. "I will go at once." "Luke is out there right now," Percy said. "I have to go after him." Chiron shook his head. "No, Percy. The gods—" "Won't even talk about Kronos," Percy snapped. "Zeus declared the matter closed!" "Percy, I know this is hard. But you must not rush out for vengeance. You aren't ready." "Chiron... your prophecy from the Oracle... it was about Kronos, wasn't it? Was I in it? Y/N? And Annabeth?" Chiron glanced nervously at the ceiling. "Percy, it isn't my place—" "You've been ordered not to talk to me about it, haven't you?" His eyes were sympathetic, but sad. "You will be a great hero, child. I will do my best to prepare you. But if I'm right about the path ahead of you..." Thunder boomed overhead, rattling the windows. "All right!" Chiron shouted. "Fine!" He sighed in frustration. "The gods have their reasons, Percy. Knowing too much of your future is never a good thing." "We can't just sit back and do nothing," He said. "We will not sit back," Chiron promised. "But you must be careful. Kronos wants you to come unraveled. He wants your life disrupted, your thoughts clouded with fear and anger. Do not give him what he wants. Train patiently. Your time will come." "Assuming I live that long." Chiron put his hand on Percy's ankle. "You'll have to trust me, Percy. You will live. But first you must decide your path for the coming year. I cannot tell you the right choice...." I got the feeling that he had a very definite opinion, and it was taking all his willpower not to advise me. "But you must decide whether to stay at Camp Half-Blood year-round, or return to the mortal world for seventh grade and be a summer camper. Think on that. When I get back from Olympus, you must tell me your decision." "I'll be back as soon as I can," Chiron promised. "Argus will watch over you." He glanced at Annabeth. "Oh, and, my dear... whenever you're ready, they're here." "Who's here?" Percy asked. Nobody answered. Chiron rolled himself out of the room. I heard the wheels of his chair clunk carefully down the front steps, two at a time. Annabeth studied the floor. "What's wrong?" Percy asked her. "Nothing. I ... just took your advice about something. You ... um ... need anything?" "Yeah. Help me up. I want to go outside." "Percy, that isn't a good idea." Percy slid his legs out of bed. Annabeth and I caught him before he could crumple to the floor.

I said, "I told you ..." "I'm fine," He insisted.

He managed a step forward. Then another, still leaning heavily on me. Argus followed us outside, but he kept his distance. By the time we reached the porch, his face was beaded with sweat. But we had managed to make it all the way to the railing. It was dusk. The camp looked completely deserted. The cabins were dark and the volleyball pit silent. No canoes cut the surface of the lake. Beyond the woods and the strawberry fields, the Long Island Sound glittered in the last light of the sun. "What are you going to do?" Annabeth asked us. "I don't know." Percy replied. "I got the feeling Chiron wanted me to stay year-round, to put in more individual training time, but I'm not sure that's what I want. I also don't want to leave you both with Clarisse only." Annabeth pursed her lips, then said quietly, "I'm going home for the year, Percy." He stared at her. "You mean, to your dad's?" She pointed toward the crest of Half-Blood Hill. Next to Thalia's pine tree, at the very edge of the camp's magical boundaries, a family stood silhouetted—two little children, a woman, and a tall man with blond hair. They seemed to be waiting. The man was holding a backpack that looked like the one Annabeth had gotten from Waterland in Denver. "I wrote him a letter when we got back," Annabeth said. "Just like you suggested. I told him... I was sorry. I'd come home for the school year if he still wanted me. He wrote back immediately. We decided... we'd give it another try." "That took guts." She pursed her lips. "You won't try anything stupid during the school year, will you? At least ... not without sending me an Iris-message? Both of you?" Percy managed a smile. "I won't go looking for trouble. I usually don't have to."

"You already know my plans."

"When I get back next summer," she said, "we'll hunt down Luke. We'll ask for a quest, but if we don't get approval, we'll sneak off and do it anyway. Agreed?" "Sounds like a plan worthy of Athena."

She held out her hand. Percy shook it. She gave me a hug. "Take care, Seaweed Brain," Annabeth told Percy. "Keep your eyes open."

"You too, Wise Girl."

Then turned to me, "Good luck on your own quest Droopy."

"Of course Peabody." We watched her walk up the hill and join her family. She gave her father an awkward hug and looked back at the valley one last time. She touched Thalia's pine tree, then allowed herself to be lead over the crest and into the mortal world. "I made my decision." Percy said. "What's yours?"

"I'll be leaving camp... I'm going to look for my parent..." He looked at me in shock. "I'll be back next summer," I promised him. "I'll survive until then."

"Alone?"

I smiled at him.

"Don't you want to stay with us? Mom said---"

"I want to find my parent. I need to. I'll be fine Percy."

I helped Percy to his cabin so he could pack and went to mine. To my surprise I see a middle-aged man with an athletic figure slim and fit with salt-and-pepper hair, and a very familiar sly grin. He had bags at his foot.

"Delivery for Y/N L/N."

"Uhm..."

"Hermes." He said.

I froze and looked at him with wide eyes.

"Personally packed. As a thank you for what you're about to do." He smiled softly and handed me the bags.

"H-Huh...?"

"For helping Luke."

"I..."

Don't forget her mail!

Ooh! And tell her to bring us snacks next time we meet since it'll be often now!

No it wouldn't be often! She'll be with Luke!

"Both of you keep quiet." Pulling out a mail he handed it to me. "Luke... prayed to me telling me about your plan. He asked me to help you. I don't know what or why he did it. But I know he'll change thanks to you. So do guide him."

"Sorry you lost me at the talking air..." I blinked.

Hermes laughed and showed a caduceus. "It's just George and Martha."

"Hi?"

Hello!

Hi

"I just wanted to let you know. No god or goddess could see you. No matter how hard they tried. So your secrets.. are really secrets. Good luck on your travel."

Next time we meet you should have snacks.

Then he vanished.

Staring at the letter on my hand, I was stunned seeing it was from... my mom and dad.

Sweetie,

You've made quite a friend here.

-Mom and Dad.

I immediately knew where to look. I hurriedly took my bags not bothering to check the contents. I ran to Percy's cabin and helped him out so we could leave.

Percy got a cab and looked at me worriedly.

"I'll write you. Stay safe Arthur Curry." I ruffled his hair and watched him go.

I didn't know where to go so I just went to the first secluded area I saw.

"You have more stuffs than when you arrived." I heard someone behind me.

"You prayed to your dad. I hope he knows how to pack." I sighed turning to him. Turning around I barely made out Luke from the few days I last saw him. "You okay?"

"Do you know where to look first?"

Call upon our hound.

I whistled, I don't know why. But when I did, D/N came out of the blue. Luke looked at me and my dear dog, who was probably bigger than the hound he'd summon back then. "How do feel about L.A?" I said riding on D/N and making space behind me for Luke.

~~~END OF BOOK 1~~~

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     *****  Headcanon’s for my OT7 AU*****

Genre: Rich Kid AU/ Drama/ Suspense/ Smut/ Angst

AU SUMMARY : The story of 8 heirs, who also happen to be the children of some of the most powerful, and well known political figures in The Big Apple! This is a candid look at all of the sex, lies, drama, scandals, couture and boujee affairs that are caught both on, but more importantly off camera!

OR: Gossip girl meet’s HTGAWM? Essentially if GG was on HBO, darker, and had more depth within it’s plot! Which is no shade, I love me some Gossip Girl, but realistically looking back a lot of the “Drama” wasn’t that...deep lol! But we still loved it all the same!

Note:  The first chapter is called “The Kim’s of New York” So these headcanon’s are solely the Kim boys & the OC! ALSO, I just tried to find the most discrete gif for the Y/N there is NO ethnicity for ANY of my OC’s! Also, it’s set to be a OT7 intertwined plot but the smut with the OC will prob only be 3/4 members deep!

***The sneak peek for part 1 which is Namjoon X Reader will be linked***

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Name: Namjoon Kim

Age: 21 Birth place: New York, New York

Current Residence: West Village, New York/ Songpa-Gu, Seoul Korea

Profession: Heir, College student, Entrepreneur, Art lover, Smartass, Heartbreaker (Closet fuck boi) 

College: NYU (Incoming Junior)

Degree: Aiming for a Master’s in Journalism & Political communication. Endgame :Political Journalism

Preferred Degree: Opinion, Trade, or Art Journalism, or a Museum Curator   (Namjoon actually anonymously runs a pretty popular art based travel blog)Namjoon also dabbles in that Soundcloud life making beats under an undisclosed name...however that’s just a hobby....so he says...

Business Type:....Co-owner/founder of an exclusive, invite only, dating service....do with that information what you will!

(Bonus Question ) Licensed Business?: LMAO….sure

Net Worth : 10 Figures

Dating Status : Closet Fuck Boi! Wait, is that not an option? Okay fine. He’s single...ish…Kinda? Well to be fair it depends on the time of day honestly! Is it a Sunday? Are we going to Brunch at Society Café? Or, is it Friday night and he’s going to the “Press Lounge”? More importantly is it election season and and does his father need him to not look like a hoe!? This is all crucial information, I need meticulousdetails honestly! So for the time being I guess I’ll have to pass on the question!

Aesthetic : Tom Ford X Hugo Boss X Valentino X Dior X Tommy Hilfiger = Couture Business Casual! I.E Namjoon always looks like he’s going to some business meeting with Elon Musk, and Jeff Bezos! Even if it’s like...noon on a Saturday and your going on a day trip to Nappa...He’s still in calfskin loafers and a disrespectfully tight button up. Namjoon’s giving like...hot college professor PornHub realness...Yup His whole “Scholar Student” Aesthetic is a whole ass kink and baby boy knows it! 

Political Tie: Father, Joshua Kim, New York Senator

Parents : Father : Joshua Kim, (New York Senator, son of Billionaire tech Tycoon Sang Woo Kim) Mother: Christine Kim : Luxury Event planner

Siblings : Only child

Political Party: Democratic

Actual Political Party: Liberal Daily : Matte Black Porsche 911/ Satin Red Ferrari 458/ Bugatti Veyron Matte red

Name: Seokjin Kim (Jin Kim)

Age: 23

Birth place: London, England

Current Residence: Upper Eastside, New York/ Chelsea London

Profession: Existing, Retired Editorial Model, Entrepreneur, Occasional influencer (When he feels like it) IE, the influencer that never really asked for the titile...he’s just rich and living his life! I mean let’s be real who isn't curious to see how the -1% lives?!

College: University of Oxford

Degree: Maybe he has a Master’s in Business...maybe he dropped out!

Preferred Degree: Culinary Arts...or honestly...just chillin...maybe eventually open his own modeling firm or something down the line!

Business Type:....Jin casually runs high stakes poker matches...and that’s all you need to know for right now….

(Bonus Question ) Licensed Business?:...Again...that’s all you need to know right now…

Net Worth : 10 Figures

Dating Status : Single, and not in the mood to entertain….unless you’ll like...walk yourself out after then maybe...Oh also it’s a requirement that you’re aware there’s more luxury brands than Gucci and Louis Vuitton. Show up in anything straight monogram and Jin’s going flaccid on command!

Aesthetic : Chanel  X  Dior X Cavalli X Dolce X Fendi  = On Duty Runway Model! It truly doesn’t matter if he’s going to brunch, the movies, or sitting front row at Galliano! Jin always looks like he should be front row at Galliano! Whilst also effortlessly looking 10x’S pretter than half of the bitches in Manhattan even on his worst day! Androgyny at its finest, well Jin and Judge Parks son are kinda tied in that department!

Political Tie: Father, David Kim, Mayor’s Chief of Staff/ “Ghost” press secretary

Parents : Father : David Kim, (Retired Corporate Attorney, son of Billionaire Oil Tycoon Hyun-Son Kim) Mother: Lisa Kim, Co- owner of Hotel Shailla, daughter of Michael Lee, Millionaire Entrepreneur )

Siblings : Taehyung Kim (20), Hae Jin Kim (29) Deceased...( Allegedly)  

Political Party: Democratic

Actual Political Party: Honestly, Jin could give less than a damn

Daily : Matte Pink Aston Martin One, White Bugatti Chiron

Name: Taehyung Kim (Tae Kim)

Age: 20

Birth place: Rome, Italy

Current Residence: Cobble Hill, New York/ Pairs, France (When he’s not in school...or just on the weekends)

Profession: College student, Painter, Podcast Host, unwarranted fashion critique/ Stylist! Tae lowkey thinks his IG feed is the reprise of “Fashion  Police” Joan Rivers bless rest her soul..she would’ve loved him!

College: Bernard (Sophomore)

Degree:  Fine Arts (Painting/ Sculpture)

Preferred Degree: Exactly...what he’s doing...he enrolled at NYU for business. Lasted all of like...5 months before he dropped out!

Business Type:....Tae run’s a very...controversial late night Podcast  appropriately titled “Tae unfiltered”! It wasn’t supposed to be a job, lord knows he doesn't need one...However due to the steady increase in his audience the youngest Kim is on track to ending up on Forbes without his inheritance.

(Bonus Question ) Licensed Business?:...Yup!

Net Worth: 10 Figures

Dating Status : Single, and more than ready to mingle, Tae essentially had the same girlfriend all throughout high school! The pair broke up maybe 7 months ago when she opted to go to college in London. So let’s just say he has a lot of making up to do and he’s very much….open to new experiences…

Aesthetic : Guicci  X  Gucci X Gucci X  Gucci X Gucci = Gucci!? Nah, actually Tae, is fond of anything that doesn't...blend in...so Moschino, GCDS, Vetements, Kenzo, Balmain= If it lowkey looks like it could've been homemade...but it cost like bare minimum 4k! Or he just highkey looks exactly like you’d expect, like a very rich, art student who loves funky. abstract, unethical, clothing! Is he going to Coachella or to the farmers market? We may never know but that’s fine! He’s also young, and well aware that he’s fine as fuck, and that’s a whole ass problem! Tae may not have a ton of experience but he’s far from shy and more than down to learn...

Political Tie: Father, David Kim, Mayor’s Chief of Staff (Ghost press secretary)

Parents : Father : David Kim, (Retired Corporate Attorney, son of Billionaire Oil Tycoon Sang Tae Won Kim) Mother: Lisa Kim, Co- owner of Hotel Shailla, daughter of Michael Lee, Millionaire, Entrepreneur )

Siblings : Seokjin Kim (23), Hae Jin Kim (29) Deceased ( Allegedly)

Political Party: Democratic

Actual Political Party: Liberal AFFFFFFFFFFFFF

Daily : Lime Green Lamborghini Huracan/ Matte Grey Ferrari F60

Name: Yn/Ln

Age: 21

Birth Place: Paris, France

Current Residence: Upper East Side, New York/ Dubai

Profession:...Taking pictures, of both herself and other people, ugh...looking attractive? Does that count? Oh being well dressed...Self taught photographer, Fashion Blogger, Creative Director,Entrepreneur...

College: N/A ...Possible freshman at NYU or Bernard or, FIT for Photography & or Fashion

Degree: N/A... IF, she went it would be for Fine Arts/ Fashion degree for Creative Direction

Preferred Degree: Honestly, none, she lives and breathes fashion and due to her lifestyle Y/n already has the type of connections that up and coming photographers would die for! BUT...said college degree would shut her father up...so it’s a possibility! However, it’s not like he considers photography or being a fashion influencer a real job anyway...sooo she mideswell just not even bother!

Business Type:....Existing? Her main job is essentially...breathing...and occasionally taking pictures of other people! Oh, and herself as well, she get’s paid to post daily content! She runs a website called “MyJobIsToBeWellDressed” Co-owner of an exclusive invite only dating service!

(Bonus Question ) Licensed Business?: Yes and...(lmao)...for the first part, where her blog and all of that is concerned, yes...she’s 1099 the full nine! The other job however...................mmm... next question?

Net Worth: 10 Figures

Dating Status :YOLO

Aesthetic : 90’s Couture meet’s “House of Yes” @ 3 AM ( Back when luxury brands weren’t afraid to have fun and be a little risque)  Chanel X Versace X Dolce X Prada X Gucci X Galliano = Well kept sugar baby??? Or every time you see her your literally like “Dude where the fuck are you even going!!??” Baby girl is always overdressed, she showed up to go on a doggy date through central park with Yoongi and Holly in 7 inch Louboutin’s sooo..we love that! Owns literally every vintage 90′s runway archive you can think of...If you’ve gagged over it on Pinterest it’s in Y/n’s closet. She’s smooth as all fuck...that’s for damn sure, radiating the perfect blend of BD and WAP energy....she’s a bad bitch and she knows it! Fuck the entire upper Eastside knows it!

Political Tie: Father, Christopher L/N, New York Senator

Parents: Father : Christopher L/N, (New York Senator, son of Billionaire Automotive Tycoon/ Real Estate Mogul Gregory L/N/ ) Mother: Ashley L/N, (luxury) Interior Designer & Daughter of Hotel Mogul Michael L/N

Siblings: Only child...maybe

Political Party: Democratic

Actual Political Party: Liberal

Daily : Matte Black Bugatti Divo / Satin Purple Lamborghini Murcielago/ Any car that any of her friends are driving because...fuck that, ridding shotty all day!

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There they are!!

The sneak peek is linked below...part 1 is Namjoon X Reader

However Jin and Tae are briefly introduced...and they will eventually have induvial chapters as well!

SNEAK PEEK

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Survey #300

that’s a lot of time wasted, lmao

If you were a witch, which animal would be your familiar? Could I have like, a melanistic barn owl? That'd be dope. They're fuckin gorgeous. If there's a design on your shirt, what is it? Ha, speaking of owls... Would you ever visit a ghost town? MOTHERFUCKER would I. Bringing my camera, too. What would you do if you found out your life was only a simulation controlled by someone else? I have a very much Detroit: Become Human (phenomenal game, btw) outlook on this: I think, therefore I am. It honestly wouldn't affect me terribly. I sure would hate my creator though, jfc, lmao. What's the scariest thing you've accidentally found on the internet? Okay so there is this one video filmed by some guys who had this really strange, sulking guy in black stalking them, and it ends with the suspected murderer slinking over to the guys (who were by this point finding it almost funny, due to how the man was acting) and charging with a knife, I think, once he was very close. I believe the men were never found afterwards. It is SO goddamn unnerving. Is there anything bothering you right now? Not to be a Negative Nancy, but when isn't there lmao. Thinking of every Halloween costume you've had, which one was the most creative? I never had creative ones, really. What's the picture on your calendar for this month? I don't have a relevant calender, just old meerkat ones on a wall in my room. If you were a mythical creature, which would you be? As much as I love dragons, they're targeted too much in fantasy to kill, so let's not, haha. Being a dryad would be cool. Or druid. Either/or. If you were an animal, which would you be? A housecat, ig. Were you ever bullied when you were younger and how did you handle it? I consider myself very lucky to have not been. Have you ever thrown something away and then wanted it back? Okay so it's "deleted" versus "thrown away," technically, but there are two senior prom pictures in specific I desperately want back because fuck my low self-esteem, I look beautiful in them and so damn happy. I even tried Facebook restore programs that supposedly recovered all pictures you ever removed, but I couldn't salvage them. I'm still pissed about it, haha. What's one random city you want to visit? I don't have a specific city, per se. More so just countries in general. If you owned a store, what would you most likely sell? I think owning a pet supply store would be really cool, with some animals that are actually very well-cared for, unlike chain pet stores. I HATE those, vehemently. So unspeakably ignorant and neglectful. If you had a garden, what sort of plants would you grow? I don't want a garden, but hypothetically, I'd love orchids, dahlias, tiger lilies, a weeping willow tree, some strawberries... What's your favorite phase of the moon? Full, of course. What's the song for your life right now? I've felt extremely connected to Seether's "Weak" lately. Do you believe that when you die, you get to see all your loved ones again? I hope so... Who would you be the most excited to see? DO I ACTUALLY NEED TO ANSWER THIS QUESTION?????????? Do you enjoy reading National Geographic magazines? If I'm like, sitting in a waiting room and they're available, I'll go for them. Do you know anyone who's serving in the military right now? Welcome to the South, baby. The boys graduate, they're going straight for the military. I only have one real friend who was one but left tho because he fucking hated it. Does or did either of your parents serve in the military? No. Has anything in your house ever caught on fire? Not in this house, no. As a small child, did you ever feel as if you were different or weird? Absofuckinglutely. I have A LOT of bad memories of instances where I felt like "the weird kid." Can you say "happy birthday" in another language? Omg... I forgot the German phrase. Wow, I'm rusty. What subjects do you or did you get the worst grades in? Math. Do you have photos to go with all of the contacts in your phone? I don't have pictures that go with any. Who was the last person to comment on one of your photos on Facebook and how did you meet that person? I just checked, and it was my friend Summer. I met her because she was actually first friends with my younger sister in pre-k, but we grew closer than they did in our teen years. What career paths are you considering? I just want to be a photographer. So badly. But I've felt super, super discouraged lately. Do you watch music videos? I pretty much never do, but rather listen through the artists' Topic uploads or lyric videos. I don't generally like official music videos because they tend to have other sounds/parts/breaks/etc. in them that distract from the song. Have you ever clicked on those banner ads that promise a prize for clicking? Probably by accident at some point in time. What kind of computer are you using? Acer Nitro. What kind of computer do you wish you were using? I'm fine with what I have. Have you ever had a weight change so drastic you went to the doctor? .-. How cold does it have to be before you put on a sweater? Depends on how long I'll be outside, but in most situations, in the 50s. Do you eat things off the floor? Um, ew. Who do people say you look like? My sisters. Do you usually get your homework done on time? When I was in school, I was very serious about having my homework finished by the date it was due. Have you ever framed your old movie ticket stubs? I've kept some, but never framed any. Do you have a digital camera? A Canon, yeah. Have you ever stuck something inappropriate in an electrical outlet? Bitch I ain't tryna get electrocuted. How many days has it been since your last birthday? My b-day is actually coming up soon; the 5th of February. Do you want any more siblings than you have now? Well, considering both my parents (and stepmom) are in their 50s... How easily shocked are you? VERY. I am extremely jumpy and on edge at like all times. You like the color blue, don't you? I mean yeah. Particularly the lighter tints. Who was the last person who asked you something that made you think? My therapist REEEEAAAALLY makes me do this. She's an absolute pro at getting me to dig deep into myself. Ever fired a gun? No, and I don't want to. From 1-10, how would you rate your cooking skills? Is 0 an option? Do you notice the heat or the cold more? HEAT, JESUS FUCK. It can be one or two degrees above what I consider stable and I'll be sweating. I'm hypersensitive to it I know from being in such a consistent temperature in my room like 24/7. Do you believe in miracles? Probably no. What hurts more: scratches or bites? Bites, if you're talking serious ones. Do you prefer rabbits to mice? No, mice (and especially rats) are absolutely amazing, intelligent animals. Bonus points for being mega cute too, though I do find rabbits cuter. Who out of all the people you know reasonably well is the most "dark?" Sara, haha. Favorite chocolate-based candy? Reese's. Do you call anyone babe or baby? My pets sometimes. Name me a food you used to like that you now don't: Peas, olives. Name me a food you now like but never used to: Mashed potatoes, IF prepared very well (by my standards, obviously). Would you rather live in Europe, The US, or Australia? By this point, take me to Europe. If it wouldn't be such a huge life change and leaving so many people, I would 120% move to Canada, but out of these, Europe will do. Would you rather have a big house, a lot of kids, or a high flying job? Give me the high-flying job, 100%. I don't want kids, and I have no need for a large house. Is crime a big problem in your area? Oh yes. What’s your town/city most well-known for? By the locals, being the crime hub, actually, lol. Name 5 objects that you don’t have but would like right now: Hmmm... I want a 40g tank as an upgrade for Venus, a gaming chair for when I turn the extra room into my "office" so I don't destroy my back sitting there, new glasses and a driving permit, and don't forget a gd tattoo needle pounding my skin. :^) If you were given the choice to choose your child’s gender, would you? Yes, I would absolutely want a girl just because IF I wanted kids, I'd want a daughter named Alessandra. Do you get along well with your family doctor/your doctor? Yeah, she's nice. What types of soups do you like? None. If a color could reflect your current mood, which would it be? Grayish blue. The last time you saw fireworks? I really don't know; it's been years, at least. Have you ever gone to a movie premiere? Possibly for Silent Hill: Revelation, but I'm not certain. Who was the last person to make you laugh out loud? My mom, because she made me remember something funny. What was the last commercial you heard selling? *shrug* Do you prefer fairly common names or a bit out of the ordinary ones? Oh, definitely rare and unique ones. Would you rather have a pet cat, dog, horse or tortoise? At this current time, a dog for Mom, which we're actually probably getting. She misses having one super badly. Is your laugh loud, normal or very silent? My laugh is loud and obnoxious as fuck. What are you interested in that most people would be surprised to know? Tarantulas, probably. I love them, even though spiders kinda scare me. Last movie you watched the whole way through? Elf, I think, with Sara's fam. What's your favorite fruit? Strawberries are where it's at. Last time you drank coffee? I've only ever sipped coffee to try to see if I liked it. Never have. I THINK I last took a sip of Sara's when we went on a breakfast date? Has anyone ever called you rich? Calling me rich would be entirely ludicrous. What makes you feel beautiful? Nothing. How many bathrooms are in your house? Two. Last time you were on a plane and where did you go? A couple years ago, coming home from Illinois. Favorite flavor muffin? Uggghhhh chocolate. Do you prefer stripes or polka dots? Polka dots. I tend to find circles visually appealing. Did you take Music when you were in school? I think all the elementary school students did. I was also in band in middle and high school; I played the flute. Why did you last feel like crying? I'm just sick of how my life is going. Do you find being alone with strangers scary, interesting, or indifferent? I find it either awkward or terrifying, depending on the gender. It's not a willing thing or intended sexism whatsoever, I'm just naturally afraid of men. Do your initials spell a legitimate word? If so, what? No. Does someone’s background affect whether you'll be friends with them or not? Well, it depends on what they've done. How about their religious background? No. If someone admitted cheating in a past relationship of theirs, would you trust them? Nope, bye. Did you ever want to be a cook as a kid? No. How about a fashion designer? No. Do you prefer fire or ice? Fire aesthetically, but ice is certainly less intimidating. When happy, do you become more talkative? OH yes. Are you offended easily by non-politically correct language? No, really. I wouldn't say derogatory terms, but I really don't understand why most people put so much weight into a single made-up word. But again, you won't hear that language coming out of my mouth because I understand that it just does hurt some people, and I respect that. Do you think the censors/fcc go a bit too far or are just right? It's gone overboard, imo. What's your I.Q? I don't want to know, haha. Have you ever taken a martial art? Which one{s}? No. Do you know anyone who is scared of you? Um, no. What person who has died would you bring back and why? Probably Steve Irwin. His children have done FUCKING FANTASTIC at carrying on his legacy and purpose, but I feel he could've taught the world so much more than he had time to... Do you like watermelon? No. Too watery. Can you remember the month of your first kiss? Yes, actually. March. What do you think is the most interesting thing about you? I'm unsure, really. Do you like being complimented or does it make you uncomfortable? Both. What artist's paintings do you find the most beautiful? This is an impossible question. What about the most disturbing? Oh man, I watch this one person on deviantART that makes especially creepy artwork. I follow a loooot of dark artists, though, so it's difficult to pick. Have you ever gone to a camp or summer school? A church-related summer thing, yes, as a kid. What was your favorite cartoon as a child? Pokemon was/is where it's at. What was your biggest fear as a child? Thunderstorms, holy shit. Would you rather be able to fly or breathe underwater? Be able to breathe underwater. What about invisibility or mindreading? Definitely invisibility. Mindreading would just... suck. Hurt. Especially if you couldn't control it. Which stereotype do you dislike the most? Good question, considering I hate a shit ton. Can you remember all your past teachers names? No, not all of them. Do you like talent shows? Which ones? I don't mind watching 'em. I particularly used to love America's Got Talent. Have you ever failed an important exam? In what? Yes; I failed horribly at my final math exam the last time I was in school. Are you on any meds? Too many. Just way too many for someone my age. I'm really starting to think I'm over-medicated to where it's dulling my senses, feelings, and also destroying my memory. But I kinda need like... all of them. I'm talking to my psychiatrist in just a couple days though, actually, and I'm going to talk to him about maybe trying to wean me off my OCD med, since I haven't had big symptoms in a long time. I wanna see how I deal without it. What color is your razor? Black and orange. What is your fave frozen treat? Just the classic ice cream. Which supermarket do you like to shop at? We tend to get our groceries from Wal-Mart. Do you struggle to say ‘no’ to things you don’t want to do? YESSIREE. Are you friends with someone a lot of people dislike? I don't think there's anyone that is widely disliked, no. Have you ever had to deal with someone close to you going off to war? No, thankfully. Other than yourself, who did you last buy something for? Mom. What's something you complain about frequently? My legs hurting. It's hard to ignore when taking one step is painful. Have you ever talked about your period with a guy? Were they okay with it, or grossed out? I certainly haven't talked about it in-depth, but it's been mentioned in some way when I was with Jason. I mean we were together for three and a half years, sexually active (and I ain't doing jackshit if it's that time of the month), and I spent as much time with him as possible, so... it woulda came up. I'm sure he was indifferent about it, he was a mature guy. Have you ever been to an Asian (any type) market? If so, what is the closest one to you? No. I've never even heard of one around here. Have you ever slept with a member of the opposite sex without having sex? Back up two questions, haha. That was normal. How would you feel if your significant other had tattoos? Shit man, I love tattoos. I'd obviously not care. How have you been feeling today? Depressed. Where’s your phone right now? On my chest. I'm lying down. Is there a certain person that makes you feel safe? ugh When you drink alcohol with friends, do you play drinking games? I never have. What are the best kind of Girl Scout cookies? I don't remember their names, honestly... but the chocolate and peanut butter ones come to mind.

[pxnk-velvet]

Momma Bear (d.d. Imagine)

Summary: Y/n, David’s best friend, gets a little protective of him around ig models

Warnings: cussing, fluff, ig models, horrible writing (its my first imagine, i know it sucks)

Word Count: 1.5k

“I’m home bitches!” I scream, entering the house, kicking my slides into the pile of shoes at the door. I drop my bag onto the pool table and turn to be greeted with smiles and waves.

“So what’s the plan for tonight?” I question, leaning against the back of the cloud, leaning over Natalie. The closeness normal after a decade of friendship. Many memories made and shared with her and David was right beside us.

After moving to Vernon Hills, I was the lonely new girl in the neighborhood. Up until the day a soccer ball flew through my living room window, and I was the only one home. A group of kids stood outside the broken window, guilt written all over their faces. But I wouldn’t have changed a thing, because without that broken window I wouldn’t have found my best friends. Now years later, I stand in the living room of the house I shared with Natalie and David. Natalie his assistant and me there just for fuck sake.

I lean against the couch fully, my arms wrapped around Natalie, my chin resting on her shoulder.

David emerges from his room, noticing me and Natalie, stating “We’re probably gonna swing by Stass’s house to chill.”

“Yippee.” I mutter sarcastically with an eye roll, groaning when David leans over top of me.

“What was that?” Zane asks, laughing at my sarcasm. Everyone’s attention turned towards me.

I go to answer, but David wraps his arms around me, picks me up, and spins me around. I remove myself from his grip, giving him a “not now” look.

“You guys know. Don’t be stupid.” I roll my eyes, crossing my arms over my chest.

David grabs me by the shoulders and shakes, “Why do you always skip out on stuff whenever she’s around?” His hands falling from my shoulders.

“Because it’s always Stass and then some.” I explain.

Natalie looks over her shoulder with knotted eyebrows, “And then some?”

I sigh, not really wanting to deal with this, “Either Kelsey, or Cindy, or some other fake instagram girl.”

The group bubbles with responses. Either defending, agreeing, or compromising. The chatter loud and obnoxious at this point. I sigh and roll my eyes like a complete brat. Which wasn’t normal. Yeah, I can be moody sometimes, so what? But being this bratty is on a whole other level.

I turn and leave, heading towards the kitchen to grab a drink. I get to the fridge and pull the door open. The cool air hits my face, allowing me to take a well needed deep breath. I open my eyes, my mood lifting a bit.

I scan the shelves for an appetizing beverage. And they land on the bottles of Coke. I grab one, taking the cap between my teeth and popping it off. One of my few talents. Not really a show, but people are still somehow amazed.

By now everyone had died down a bit and David walks over to where I’m sitting in the kitchen.

“Please come. Just this once. I’ll get you something.” He kissing up. I rolled my eyes with a knowing grin, sipping on my soda.

“Hmm…” I pretend, holding my chin in thought, “Anything?”

“Anything.”

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I walk through the doorway with a large chocolate milkshake in hand. Already preparing for a night of anti-social-ness of sipping my shake. Everyone is greeted by hugs from whoever, while I stand towards the back of the group, near the wall. David is already out of sight, putting me on edge. I knew how these girls acting around David. I wasn’t a fan. It’s also part of the reason why I’m not around when they are.

Once the group dissipates throughout the house, I get a better look at who’s here. Stassie, the blonde one that’s best friends with Kylie Jenner. And Kelsey, the one from that one vlog with fake lips and botox. And then a few others I wasn’t too familiar with.

I was still by the door when everyone had gone to the living room. I follow quietly, walking into everyone scattered along the large couch. With no space to sit, I wander towards the kitchen. I peak around the corner, sipping my shake with my other arm hugging my waist. In the kitchen, people were fucking around on the stripper pole... A stripper pole in your kitchen? Odd. I squeeze by Zane, who was pretending to pole dance, and almost knocks me over.

“Could you be a bit more careful on that, Zane?” I speak up, stepping towards the counter.

“Alright, Momma Bear.” He jokes back, earning an eye roll from me as lean on the counter.

David nudges me lightly, asking, “You ok?” Camera in his hand, recording whatever is going on.

I let out a sarcastic laugh, “I wanna go home.” I say, grabbing his new disposable camera sitting on the counter between us. I mess with it a little, probably touching things I shouldn't be, a flash going off in my face.

I yelp, rubbing my eyes, David laughing next to me. I mock his laugh, something me and Natalie did all the time.

He laughs even more, then Stassie buds in.

“Hey, Y/n, right? You think you could snap a pic of me and Davey?”

“Sure.” I smile on the outside, groaning internally.

Stass stands next to Dave, wrapping her arms around him and kissing his cheek. David smiles but I could tell he’s uncomfortable.

So I make it quick and stand back with the camera in my hand and count down, “3, 2, 1.”

Click

I snap a picture of Stass kissing David. Not on the cheek like I thought she was. She had managed to kiss him on the lips, to which David and I both react.

“Woah! What the hell are you doing?” I push her away off of David as he turns away to wipe his mouth.

“What the fuck, Stass!” He says, almost as angry as I am. She just rolls her eyes, saying, “Like you didn’t enjoy it.”

And that’s what did it for me. My blood was boiling and my teeth clenched.

“What in your right mind made you think that was ok?” I yell, stepping closer to her. My yelling had caught everyone’s attention and they were all tuning in.

“It’s not! If this was the other way around and some random dude kissed you, you wouldn’t be too happy would you, Stass? Huh?” I continue, basically in her face.

“Y/n,” David tugs on my arm, “Maybe it’s time to go.”

Breathing deeply through my nose, I look him in the eyes. They were soft and pleading. I gave him an agreeing look, “Go ahead, I’ll meet you in the car.”

He gave me that pleading look again but listened. I turn back towards Stass and by now Kelsey had joined her side.

“If I ever catch you pulling shit like that again, your done for.” I threaten through clenched teeth. “You too.” I point to Kelsey.

I turn hard on my heel, stomping out of the house, milkshake and camera in hand. I get in the car, slamming the door just a bit too hard, making David look at me.

“Hey-“

“I don’t wanna talk about it.” I huff, putting the shake in a cup holder and dropping the camera in my lap.

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When we got home, the first thing I did was throw away my hot, melted shake. David decided to get some editing done before having to go back to pick everyone up. He was in his bedroom, while I stood by the trash can in the kitchen.

“What a waste.” I mumble to myself, tossing it out and heading towards my room. I turn the corner and enter my room, falling onto my bed.

“Hey.” David pipes up from the other room.

“What?” I say into my sheets. After a few moments of silence I sigh and sit up. Through the new Black Mirror that was situated right in front of my doorway, David stared at me, leaning against the doorframe to his bedroom with his arms crossed.

I run a hand through my hair, “Are you mad at me?” I ask quietly. I watch him as he pushes off the frame and turns the corner, entering my room.

“No but-“ He sits next to me.

“But what?” I question, throwing myself back, laying down. David following suit, using his arm as a pillow.

“Why don’t you like them?” He asks, turning towards me.

I kept my gaze on the ceiling, “Cause, they only want to use you David. Can’t you see that?”

After a short pause, I spoke again.

“And… as your best friend, I feel the need to do something about it because it’s not right…..but we aren’t kids anymore and we’re all grown up.” I say getting teary eyed. I finally turn to look at him. His eyes glossy as well. He reaches for me and I lay on his chest, allowing him to play with my hair, engulfing me in his arms.

“And you know how I get...Especially with you.” I say, playing with my fingers.

"I know bub." He laughs sweetly, "But now it looks like I should be the one doing the protecting."

I shot up, testing him, "Just because you're a lot taller than me doesn't mean I still can't kick your ass." I laugh.

“Yeah?” He smiles.

“Oh, it’s on.”

[not-cool-enough-to-scuba-dive]

ten 4 ten 4 ten

ahhh I haven’t done one of these in ages thank you sm for tagging me @rinneyelaine​ !!

rules: answer 10 questions, write 10 of your own, then tag 10 people

answers under the cut bc I have a tendency to ramble

1. what is the strangest food/combination of foods that you love to eat?

this is kinda mainstream at this point but I will defend mcdonald’s french fries in a chocolate milkshake with my dying breath

2. what would your dream house look like and where would it be?

my realistic dream house would prolly actually be an apartment, with big windows that get good sunlight in the afternoon and a little balcony with lots of plants, and I haven’t decided what city yet but def a city and not far from a metro station. my unrealistic dream house would either be a bazillion dollar georgetown brownstone or one of those european castles you can get kinda cheap ish (for a castle) but completely renovated to modern living standards

3. if you could spend one day wherever you want, doing whatever you want with whoever you want (even famous people living or dead), where would your day look like?

this question is impossible because there’s too many people I’d want to do too many things with that couldn’t possibly fit in a single day, but the best and most logistically viable answer I can come up with is I’d simply want to relive the second day I was in Venice with my friends, from the moment I woke up to the moment I went to sleep, no changes, I’d want every detail exactly the same

4. what is one thing you loved as a child that shaped who you are now and why? could be movies, shows, books, games, etc.

*college essay voice* ever since I was little I’ve always had a passion for politics

but for real idk what shaped who I am, I feel like I’ve changed a lot since I was a kid, but I do know I’ve always liked dogs, we’ve always had a dog, and I always point out dogs when I walk down the street and I have a friend who won’t quit making fun of me for it

5. name 5 of your top favorite things, any category or no category (like musical artists, colors, plants, etc)

category: months

5. july

4. december

3. march

2. november

1. september

6. what is your LEAST favorite movie you’ve ever seen and why was it so terrible?

I feel like I should have a better answer than this, but my film class last sem watched the german version of funny games and I was Not A Fan of that movie

7. what is one (or more if you like the drama) unpopular or controversial opinion that you have?

I tend to avoid controversy, but my english friends and I have a thing about trains and I’m very far down that rabbit hole so trust me when I say I’m doing you a favor by not dragging you down here with me

8. what is one scent that you have a strong scent memory about? or just a very comforting scent that you love?

uhh the only distinct smell memory I can think of was Very Bad, but a comforting scent is Thanksgiving when my mom makes the turkey and every corner of the house smells home cooking

9. if you could live in one fictional universe (minus the danger you may encounter) what universe would you want to live in?

either the red white and royal blue universe or the west wing universe (both because they’d have the best possible presidents and politics would be good)

10. what is one song/movie/book/etc. (or one of each) that makes you feel peaceful and calm or that you turn to when you’re having a rough day? why?

I always end up coming back to into the spiderverse, detective pikachu, or to all the boys I’ve loved before  when I’m struggling to get through the semester,  depending on what genre I feel like. I also have a plethora of Songs For Moods but which ones will vary wildly on caused the Mood

Katherine took all the people I would normally tag so ig if you want to do it here’s some questions!! or if she tagged you already and you want to do it again ig the questions are different so feel free but no pressure

1. what is a hill that you would be willing to die on?

2. where is a place that you left a piece of your heart?

3. you can eat or drink anything you want right now, what would you have?

4. what do you most want to do when you get out of quarantine?

5. what is a quote that changed your life?

6. what is a pet peeve that drives you insane?

7. if you weren’t doing what you’re doing now (your current major at uni, your current job, etc.) what would you be doing instead?

8. why are you and your best friend(s) actually friends?

9. what is your favorite ice cream flavor?

10. what is the best gift you’ve ever received?

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YOUR ALIAS & NICKNAMES — james bt usually its spelled JAMES bt irl i’ve been called jimbo and jam and jammies and jimjam n w/e endearing terms bc i am precious

AGE — 20

TIMEZONE — est

PREFERRED PRONOUNS — she/they bt the she is more out of convenience fr others n also nothing bothers me

MBTI — istp i share this with bri and also my character viktor bt ive also gotten infp before i think which is almost the complete opposite so! take tht as u will

HP HOUSE — oh wait i actually know this i took a fckn quiz hold on. ok i took this fucker right here and i got burned gryffindor primary, model hufflepuff primary, gryffindor secondary, n model hufflepuff secondary which boils down 2 ... i dont know

ARE YOU A STUDENT? WHAT DO YOU STUDY? — technically yes but i havent taken a class in a year bt i used to be a social work major n then i was gna switch to english n then i wanted to do environmental / coastal / marine biology / science bt then i realized i cant do math so idk

ARE YOU ENJOYING IT? — i was :/

LINKS TO OTHER ACCOUNTS & SOCIAL MEDIA — i dont like being perceived bt my twitter is @fauxcherub and my pinterest is @offbrandsodapop / big tid and im too lazy 2 link them so im sry bt also my rph is @svrgcnts​ n my theme is unfinished ignore it

DISCORD USER — sniff#3644 i think

WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE FICTION GENRE? — i like modern fantasy / urban fantasy just like. modern magic. modern. bt mostly fr books. fr like films n tv shows i dont know i binge watch gossip girl and eat several oranges

TOP FIVE FAVOURITE FILMS — i ...... dont know .... pride n prejudice, austin powers, halloweentown n co’, the princess bride, the princess diaries or ella enchanted

A BOOK YOU FEEL “CHANGED” YOU? — i read the darkest minds when i was a freshmen in high school and it was the first book that ever made me cry and i think it unlocked the part of me that genuinely feels emotion because ever since i read it i cry multiple times a week to every single day at like. everything. so. its not even a revolutionary book i just really liked it

A MOVIE YOU THINK ABOUT OFTEN? — probably pride n prejudice i wont lie but also if something stars mike myers chances r that its on my mind

WHAT IS YOUR SIGN? — aquarius sun, aquarius moon, cancer rising

ARE YOU INTO ASTROLOGY? — not 2 the point where i hate u if ur a gemini i just think its fun 2 b like ‘haha i do that’

WHAT PLATFORMS HAVE YOU ROLEPLAYED ON? — facebook n club penguin

WHAT OTHER HOBBIES DO YOU HAVE? — im a shell of a person.

HAVE ANY PETS? IF SO, TALK ABOUT THEM! — harley n bodhi i love them and so do u harley is a pit mix maybe possibly idk? and bodhi’s a shiba and theyre opposites. harley is so nice. bodhi is an asshole. i love them so much

IS THERE A TV SHOW YOU RECOMMEND A LOT? — i rly liked fleabag but schitt’s creek mostly. i also liked the politician but i want to punt ryan murphy so. i think the haunting of hill house is also a good show

ANY SHOWS YOU LIKE SOME MIGHT BE SURPRISED TO HEAR THAT YOU DO? — i think im too predictable bt if anybody wants to tell me the answer to this please do

WHAT WAS THE LAST BOOK YOU READ? WOULD YOU RECOMMEND IT? — god i think i was reading strange the dreamer by laini taylor or smth like that bt ya i was enjoying it even though i stopped halfway thru and havent picked it up in a year

CURRENTLY READING? — i cant read

LAST FILM? REC IT? — the joker and no.

THREE MOVIES YOU NEED TO WATCH — practical magic bt i told myself i wouldnt watch it until i do my replies, perks of being a wallflower, n uuuhhh beautiful boy (thank u neen)

WHAT MOVIE DO YOU THINK YOU’VE SEEN THE MOST TIMES? — austin powers or halloweentown or shrek i wont lie its probably shrek yeah its shrek

WHAT ALWAYS PUTS YOU IN A GOOD MOOD? — the gc usually :/

WHO IS YOUR FAVOURITE MUSICIAN / BAND? LIST IF THERE ARE MORE THAN ONE. — lady lamb bt im mad at her bc she hasnt toured to florida and all i want is to see her live bt im really feeling bay faction lately bt also mcr bc im emo but im kind of a few songs frm every artist type of person n not like entire discographies except fr the bands ive just listed

WILD NIGHT OUT OR QUIET NIGHT IN? — house parties r cool bt i like 2 be. in bed most of the time

ANY PHOBIAS? — none tht i can recall atm bt i have a lot of anxieties in general :/

DO YOU LIKE BUGS? — depends on the bug ...

BIRDS? — mostly no but ig it depends on the bird ... i like them frm afar bt their talons scare me

ARE YOU A CAT OR DOG PERSON? BOTH? — im v allergic to cats bt i want a cat so mf badly. but also ig im a dog person bc ive. always owned a dog

BIGGEST PET PEEVE? — like. not being self aware. passive aggression. the rpc

FAVOURITE THING ABOUT THE RPC? — this is a trick question

TOP TEN FAVE FCS TO USE? — dev patel, avan jogia, natalia dyer, bill skarsgard, medalion rahimi, naomi scott, ella purnell, freya mavor, liana liberato, sky ferreira.

FIVE YOU LIKE WRITING AGAINST? — i dnt rly focus on the fcs of other muses so i dnt think i can answer this. austin butler.

FAVOURITE TYPE OF FOOD? — mexican food i would eat it everyday if i could

WORST FOOD? — i think sushi is gross

DO YOU PLAY VIDEOGAMES? IF SO, WHAT ONES AND ON WHAT PLATFORM DO YOU PREFER? — not frequently. i like the bioshock like. series. universe. bt i like point n click adventures a lot ... deponia is my favorite game series theres like four of them n ive finished them in 8 consecutive hours each. i only use pc

ANYTHING ELSE YOU’D LIKE TO SHARE WITH THE TAG? — im so sleepy

LASTLY, HOW DID YOU FIND US? — drama SJNKDFMG

[sukisdeliveryservice]

helloo! how was your day milady? its always a pleasure reading your replies too! <333 and i hope you'll enjoy your hiatus :))

also idk i just find parrots rly pretty, and the way the supposedly repeat stuff you say is rly endearing too djhdjfhfb in all honesty, im pretty new to the whole baking thing, but i love making cookies :D they always smell so lovely djfjdjdj i'd love to explore and make more stuff!

you do digital drawing? :o id love to see something! only if you're comfortable sharing though ofc <3

mmm i haven't watched alot of tv shows really tbh. my favourite and the only one im invested in atm is friends, ive watched alittle of modern family and how i met your mother, but that's pretty much it ig jdndjdj

as for movies, i love the greatest showman! it hits a bit too close to home but i always love the goosebumps i get whenever i watch it :) next would be thor ragnorok, which ive mentioned before djjdjs but its just really funny and love it sm, and it was loki's turning point so bonus marks. black widow is also a new favourite <333 though i felt terrible when they were being tortured as kids, but it really showed a new perspective on natasha and her past. i also really like the notebook! everything was so sweet it rly nearly brought me to tears jsbdjdjjsh and finally the shawshank redemption! it was something i didn't rly think i would like, but i was really pleasantly surprised lmao. everything was pretty depressing but it also kinda blew my mind away :D

for songs, my no.1 song rn is nct dream's irreplaceable, idk why exactly but i love that song. i also have a thing for songs that are similar genres to baekhyun's un village, nct jaehyun's try again and jungkook's still with you, so those are three more though im not really sure if they're really the same genre anyways and its been almost a year now and i still cant get over how nct 127's boom makes me feel 💕

hmm for fics, i dont really remember everything i read, but i absolutely loved your ceo cheol fic 🥺 it was so cute and the way reader and cheol work perfectly together T-T most of the time fics like these consist of cold bosses who only show a little warmth to the reader, but cheol was so sweet throughout everything it just made everything so much more adorable and endearing. i really really loved it :'D <333

what are your top 5 of these? and also for the next question, have you ever

been to a concert?

sneaked out from your house?

gone through a one direction and/or bts phase?

had a crush?

had a pet?

performed in front of a crowd?

read a book/fic that you love so much you still think of it occasionally? (yes im asking for recs)

- 💎 anon who loves you lots!! <333

milady?? heh you sound like chat noir from miraculous ladybug (my guilty non guilty pleasure show) i was thinking carefully about these answers thats why it took so long!! i'm going to go to bed after this is posted hehe this is gonna be a long reply so take all the time you need to answer pfft- my day has been lovely thanks to this ask by the way!!

yeah i'd love to show you something!! there were a couple burried in my rambling tags but when we're allowed to turn off anon i'd love to show you!! do you have discord btw?? it might be easier to talk on there afterwards!!

ooh how i met your mother is probably my favourite sitcom!! maybe that and b99. its pretty long and the ending was erm...not good imo but i still think the long length was worth finishing!!

the movies you picked are lovely anon!! i am also a fan of the greatest showman since i am also a big fan of musicals!! it was pretty fast paced but overall the grandeur and visuals of it stunned me and the sountrack is amazing!! i haven't watched black widow but hopefully soon!! and i dont usually watch a lot of western films but i really want to check out the notebook as well!!

ahh your music taste is also exquisite!! so im guessing you're more into like soft pop/rnb kinds of songs!! i definitely listen to baekhyun's music before sleeping since his vocals really suit soothing songs. i really need to check out more of nct's music - hello future was really good!!

OMG ANON YOU READ MY CHEOL FIC??? i was so unsure about that one but it makes my heart squeeze that you read all of it and liked it :'D

okie so my top 5 (no particular order) i'm probably forgetting a few

tv shows - 1. HUGE atla fan!! i even liked legend of korra even though some poeple didn't 2. how i met your mother 3. horimiya 4. extraordinary you 5. yona of the dawn

movies - 1. your name 2. big hero 6 3. tangled 4. weathering with you 5. from up on poppy hill - literally any ghibli i've watched

books (sorry lots of these are manga) - 1. fruits basket 2. haikyuu!! 3. SNOW WHITE WITH THE RED HAIR (IT'S MY FAVOURITE EVERYTHING) 4. to all the boys i've loved before (it's very different from the movies) 5. i don't mean to bring up percy jackson since it's been years but those books are still everything to me

songs - 1. eight (iu, suga) 2. all my love (svt) 3. kidult (svt) 4. dandelions (ruth b) 5. somehow (day6)

thank you for asking anon! i loved listing these out! next to the never have i ever!!

been to a concert? NEVER!! waiting for svt to come to canada, they didn't list canada for ode to you :(((

sneaked out from your house? NEVER i've sneaked people into my house...

gone through a one direction and/or bts phase? I HAVE! bts but it was only for like a month before i fell in love with 13 men...

had a crush? soobin duh i'm beginning to realize now that maybe i've been more in love with the idea of love instead of harbouring genuine feelings // NEVER!!

had a pet? I HAVE!! multiple fishes...rip

performed in front of a crowd? I HAVE!! i've played the drums during school concerts and during a competition a few years back!!

read a book/fic that you love so much you still think of it occasionally?

for this last one i'm going to tie it in into my top 5 fics of all time!! (with mini reviews!!) i should make a masterlist of my recs honestly - when i compile all of my favourites i think that's when i've be brave enough to tag the writers fjdshfdkj

out of touch, out of time by @/by-moonflower // i read this months ago and my heart literally still sinks whenever it even crosses my mind. i don't think i've ever been so emotionally impacted by a fic before and this is my go to rec for anyone who wants to FEEL something. i don't wanna go in depth as to spoil it, so i'll just leave it at that for now.

outlasting the universe by @/by-moonflower // you know what i'm just gonna link their entire masterlist because all of their works (even the short drabbles) are just literary masterpieces. the way they write makes you feel so alive?? and everything just speaks for itself and is so authentic. they make you feel like you're wandering amidst a ghibli film, periof. authentic is the best word i can use to describe their work and this fic is just the definition of beautiful.

bluff and nonsense by @/thepixelelf // THIS FIC. it's my go to rec overall. it was so memorable had such good flow and just genuinely so genuine?? i have no other words to describe it, it's just so ,,, lovely. the plot takes you on a journey and it's woven together so seamlessly.

in a span of three months by @/viastro // i won't be surpprised if you've read this one already because this author is a true staple in the carat writing community and honestly all of their works are simple timeless. this one really hit the mark for the me the most though and i finished it all in one sitting.

wish by @chocosvt // goodness i'm a fan of hoshi fics aren't i? this one was also really memorable for me and i have read it several times!! friends to lovers but they really made the trope their own and added lots of twists and tadbits that gave it so much charm!! i would also rec this as a starter fic for svt :))

phew thank you for reading all of that anon, i really appreicate you taking the time to write such love responses and questions. now i'd like to know your answers for the same questions ,,, have you ever:

been to a concert?

sneaked out from your house?

gone through a one direction and/or bts phase?

had a crush?

had a pet?

performed in front of a crowd?

read a book/fic that you love so much you still think of it occasionally?

to add on:

been to a place/been in a particular mood after a specific event that you wanted to stay in forever?

written a piece of work that sparked energy within your fingertips!!

met a person/have someone in your life who you now just treasure so deeply?

this is getting super long we need to reveal our identities soon fkdsfkjlds

[rocky-alex]

Motels Won’t Cut It Anymore

Word count: 1798

Warnings: language

Pairing: Reader x Sam

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Chapter twenty six: In The Garden Of Eden, Beware The Snake

“Gaia’s resurrection.”

“Well, look at that. I knew you knew some things, but that’s not exactly common knowledge, even in my own circles.”

“Why would you hide it?”

“I don’t like the idea of any opposition to my cause.”

“I would figure the monsters would be all for this venture.” “My darling Y/N, that might not be the case at all. See, while Gaia is the mother of many monsters, she’s not the mother of them all.” “And what does that mean?” Your dad stood from his seat and walked over to the window, looking for all the world like it wasn’t just miles of open landscape and woods outside.

“Let me ask you, have you ever heard of purgatory?” “I’ve heard different versions.”

“Would you like to know the real one?” You snorted.

“At this point, ‘real’ feels like a relative term.” Laughter. It seemed like this whole thing had put him in a good mood. “Quite right.” He looked at you. “By now you probably know that when humans die, we either go to heaven or hell. The question is, where does a monster’s soul go when the creature dies?” Huh.

“… Purgatory.” He nodded, and turned back to the view.

“Precisely. But monsters, like humans, had to come from somewhere. As I said before, Gaia is not the mother of them all. The monsters that go to purgatory were birthed by someone else. Her name was Eve.” “Eve? As in… Adam and Eve? And what do you mean ‘was’?” “The Winchesters killed her a quite a few years ago now. However, her children remain. As for the name, I actually don’t know.”

“So why would the monsters be against Gaia’s resurrection?”

“Because they most likely believe that she might not be too kind to them, being that they’re not her creations.” Meaning she might end up killing them.

“But you don’t know that for sure.”

“Exactly, and I prefer my clientele stay loyal to me.” You huffed a laugh.

“Well? Would she kill them?” you asked. He seemed to think about it for a moment.

“I don’t think so. Actually, I don’t think she will care all that much.” Well, okay then.

“Okay so if the ‘children of Eve’ go to purgatory, where do Gaia’s creations go when they die?”

“Someplace deeper, and in a way, older, than purgatory.” You waited. “… Does this place have a name?” He huffed and rolled his eyes.

“No need to get smart.” You just waited. “It’s called tartarus.”

“Like greek mythology tartarus?”

“Yes.”

This was rich. You dad was lying through his teeth to his… clients? Customers? Whatever.

“There are several things I still don’t understand.”

“And you need to understand everything about what I’m doing?”

“If you want my help, then yes.” “What makes you think I won’t just force you?”

“Because you would’ve done it already.” Your dad turned back to you, looking… Was he impressed? He smirked and walked back to the armchair, leaning against the back of it.

“Touché. Ask.”

“Why wake her up?” “Gaia’s power is unimaginable. Mother Earth herself. With her awake, everything can be set right.” “Set right?”

“Look at this world, Y/N. You can’t honestly say it’s a good one.” No, you couldn’t.

“Does that give you the right to try to ‘fix’ it?

“It’s meant to be.” You looked your father in the eye. There was a gleam in them, something that told you he wouldn’t allow anyone to stop him. It scared you.

“So what exactly is it that you need from me?” Your voice had dropped to a whisper. His face broke out in a smile.

“Not much, my daughter. As the effigy that binds the goddess is tied to our family, our blood, that is what I will need from you. Your blood.” Without breaking eye contact you stood from you seat. You tried to hold back the tears in that suddenly threatened to fall, because you’d finally understood something you’d been wondering for the past two years.

“Okay. But first answer one thing.” “Of course.”

“Did you kill my sister for this?”

He didn’t say anything for a long time.

“Y/N, you won’t have to die…” “That’s not what I asked.” He turned his back to you.

“… It had to be done.” The dam broke and the tears started slipping down your face. He killed Leah for… For what? Power? A fucking perfect world?

“Where’s mom in all this?”

“Right here, just upstairs.”

“How much does she know?” “Everything.” Hah!

So that’s how it was. Leah was dead, and if you didn’t do what he wanted, your father would kill the only two people who mattered to you anymore. By now they would be back at the bunker and know you were gone. You hoped, against all odds, that they would let you go and understand what had made you leave. Hard headed they may be, but not stupid. They had to know you had to choose this.

Your father suddenly looked down at his watch.

“My, look at the time.” You shook your head and hastily wiped your tears before he could see them. “Come along, there’s something I’d like to show you, and someone I think it’s time you finally met.”

“What and who?” Without answering, your father started walking out of the room, and you were quick to follow him. To your great annoyance, Arnold was standing guard right outside the room you’d just been in. You caught up to your father and walked alongside him.

“Why are we even here?”

“Y/N, you may be my child, but after two years I felt a little caution was just common sense. To make sure no one who might be following you could later follow me, I had guards placed all along the road leading from the town to this house.” Makes sense.  

“Just so you know, you’re gonna get my bike cleaned up,” you muttered under your breath. Letting yourself get angry at your dad wasn’t an option. You needed time, and staying on his good side was the best way to get it.

He led the way up the stairs and into another kind of living room. Standing looking out the window with her back to the door was a woman. Tall, slim and dressed to the nines, you’d recognise your mother anywhere. When she heard you and your father come in she turned around.

“Y/N, my baby girl.” She started walking toward you but you held your hands up.

“Please don’t. I’ve had about as much as I can take of family reunions today.”

“Then I guess you won’t be too happy to meet me as well,” a voice spoke up from a corner of the room. With your mother taking all your focus you hadn’t even noticed the man who was also in the room. Once again your hand went to your gun, but was grabbed and held tightly behind your back. Fuck! You hadn’t even noticed Arnold following you, the man was deadly silent.

“Now, Y/N. We’ve already been over this. Please behave.”

“Fine.” Arnold let you go, but didn’t take your gun. Smart guy. “If you tell me who the hell that is,” you said, pointing to the man. Before your father could answer, the man stood up.

“How rude of me.” He straightened his suit and buttoned it before walking forward. “Allow me to introduce myself. I’m William Ritchie, but you, Y/N, can call me uncle Bill.” He held his hand out with a smile. You stood frozen for a few seconds before turning to you parents.

“An uncle? You never told me I had a fucking uncle.” Uncle Bill answered for them.

“You mother didn’t know until recently, and it was best for your whole family that only your father knew about me.”

“How recent is recently?” You saw him exchange a quick glance with your father before answering.

“About a year and a half ago.” Okay, you’d buy into their bullshit. You turned to your mom and dad.

“Dad, I mean this in the most sincere way possible. You’re full of shit.” Maybe not buy into it completely. He took it in stride, though. “So what’s uncle Bill’s role in all this?”

“Bill is the intermediary and negotiator during transactions between our family’s organisation and the head’s of the monsters. He also provides legal counsel and aid.” Uncle Bill had a somewhat arrogant look on his face. Ew.

After a few moments of everyone just standing around looking at each other you decided to just ask.

“There was something you wanted to show me?” Your father sprung into motion like someone had poked him.

“Ah, yes. Come over by the window.” You moved slowly through the room, keeping your eyes on everyone there, hoping that you wouldn’t do anything that might get you accidentally terminated.

Your father pointed out the window, to a point beyond the flat lands surrounding the mansion, deep in the woods.

“Do you see that hill among the trees?” You nodded.

“What’s up there?” you asked. He handed you a pair of binoculars and you raised them to get a closer look at the hill. On the top of it you could make out a collection of standing stones. Three circles, the innermost made of the tallest stones that came together at the top, creating a kind of spire. Even from here, just seeing it gave you the feeling that something was off about it.

“What is that?” you asked, although by now you damn near knew the answer.

“It’s where she will rise…” There was a kind of reverence in his voice. You lowered the binoculars and looked at your father. He was staring out the window toward the hill. His belief in this was astounding. He already worshipped the goddess, he’d do anything to raise her. But seeing that place… It felt so wrong. What your dad had described, Gaia saving the earth… He’d made it out to be something good, but being here you knew Mother Earth was anything but good. If she were, she would never have been put to rest in the first place.

“Dad.” He looked at you, a look of faith and pure joy on his face. “Why was the effigy tied to our family?”

“So that there would be hope for the goddess one day.”

“Are you sure about that?” Your dad took your hands in his.

“I have never been more sure of anything in my life, my Y/N. She was meant to be raised to the surface, fully awake.” No, she isn’t, you thought. You took back what you’d thought earlier. You hoped to fucking god that Sam and Dean figured out where the fuck you were, because you couldn’t do this alone.

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Note: My schedule for this weekend is work work work, closing shifts. I will do my best my darlings, but I dare not make promises. I will write as often as I can, and I will see Motels through to the end. On the plus side, I am learning the job so fast and I love it (even though it’s a fast food burger place). I have several ideas for news fics once Motels is wrapped up, possibly one or two crossovers, if it works out... Any requests? :P

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #268

“i got a switchblade wit that cuts like a bitch, and i think you two should meet.”

What was the shortest amount of time you’ve known someone before you’ve dated them? If you’ve never been in a relationship before, do you watch Scrubs? Jason and I knew each other like... I think two or three weeks? We clicked so fast. Are you a fan of inside jokes or do you tend to stay away from them? I... don't feel a particular way? Do you have any theatrical experience? If so, what have you done? No, I'm not into theater. Which movies currently out in theaters do you want to see? I don't know what's in theaters right now, but I don't think anyone does rn lol. Don’t you hate it when people talk about their relationships constantly? If it's seriously incessantly, yes. There's not a lot you can say to have a conversation when they just ramble about the person, especially when you don't even know the partner. How close would you say you are to your relatives? Not very. What’s your favorite Pokemon? Ninetales. If you could have anyone to do your eulogy, who would it be and why? Well, I'd assume my parents will be dead by that point, so. Probably my best friend. If you play the Sims games, which one is your favorite? I've only ever played Sims Animals, which I looooved back in the past. I haven't played it in years, though. If your parents searched your room, would they be mad at what they’d find? No. Ever taken a picture kissing somebody? Yes. Sex in the morning, afternoon or night? Morning is a great start to the day, but only after your teeth are brushed. I cannooooot do morning breath. Do you want someone aggressive or passive in bed? Aggressive. I am such a sub lmao. How serious are your feelings for the person you like? I DON'T KNOWWWWWWWWWW Ever had your driver's license suspended? Don't have mine to begin with. Does the person you like know that you like them? Yes. How frequently are you inclined to read, and how much? Somewhat rarely lately, less than I did some months back. I would read some pretty big chunks. When was the last time you questioned the direction your life was taking? LMAOOOOOOOOO I'm not exaggerating at all when I say that's like, a daily occurrence. What small things have the ability to get under your skin? I'm trying to think of something I haven't said before, but I'm not sure. OH, it may seem like a small thing, but letting balloons go outside. It's littering. Many end up in the ocean. What is something small that has the ability to cure a bad mood? A car ride riding shotgun with music blaring. I fucking love it. What was the last big change through which you went? Some moral beliefs altered. ^ Do you deal well with change, typically? Have you always? Fuck no. It blows up my anxiety. How do you feel after spending a great quantity of time online? I used to feel kinda guilty, and I actually still do, but it's more subdued. It's just too normal by now, to the point when I'm bored, I sometimes briefly forget there are other things to do that aren't on the computer. God it's sad. What do you consider to be the biggest drawback to being you? I'M BIG SCARED OF EVERYTHING!!!!!!!!! What do you consider the best part of being who you are? I'm really understanding and can relate to people's pain well. What kinds of things do you have on display in your room? Christ, a lot. My room is STUFFED with decorations that make me happy.  There's posters, some artwork, all my Silent Hill game cases or manuals + more SH stuff, meerkats galore, Venus is in here, I have this "shrine" for Teddy... I've got a load of stuff. What do you think your room and its contents say about you, if anything? I love a lotta stuff, ig. Animals, music, dark stuff, games. When was the last time you felt insecure about something/some situation? UMMMMM I should have a question for this fucking immediately. I'm sure it was something when I was at Ashley's inlaws for Mother's Day. What is something about which you are very confident or self-assured? My knowledge of meerkats lmaooo. Which emotional sensation inconveniences or bothers you the most? FUCKIN ANXIETY. Do you ever find it awkward to compliment another being? No, I love love love giving compliments!! When was the last time you had a new experience? What was it? Hm. I guess nightmares where I literally flail and attack shit while shrieking. Do you dress more for yourself, or to the expectations of others? I dress entirely for myself. What is one way you cope when you feel like crap? Binge music I can relate to. Which can make it worse, but sometimes helps. I'll usually get to the point of being teary and cry a bit, but then I start feeling better. Name an insult you regularly receive, if there is one? I guess it's not really an... insult, per se, but I hear "you're too quiet!" all the time. What is something you used to believe about life that you no longer do? Everything happens for a reason. Nope. What is something you hope you never have to do again? Deal with another Jason-level heartbreak. Of the many different American accents, which one is your favorite? I'm actually not sure. Not a fan of any that I can think of. Do you know anyone who had a kid before they were financially stable? Oh yeah, plenty normal nowadays. Is there anything hanging from the doorknob in your room? Yes, the pink bead necklace from my sister's baby shower for Emerson. Sometimes I hang my purse there too. Why did you move to where you're living now? We got evicted for not being able to keep up with rent and needed a cheap but semi-decent place to live. What was the most severe punishment your parents gave you when you were growing up? I remember I was grounded from the computer for at least a week, maybe more. My punishment was always taking technology away and/or spanked or popped on the arm. I remember she once hit my arm so damn hard that I had her handprint there for a while. My mom was horrible at *keeping* me and my sisters grounded, though; she'd normally calm down within a few days and things would return to normal. What was the topic of conversation the last time you spoke to a sibling? Ummm I don't remember. I should, I saw one just a couple days ago. Are you currently looking for a new job? I don't have a job currently, but while Mom has cancer and surgery coming up, I'm not really looking, but pondering opportunities. She'd have to drive me, which just can't be done right now, and I'm also not comfortable leaving her home alone right now. Who is the person you are the closest to? (emotionally, not physically) Mom. What was the last caffeinated drink you had? Do you drink this often? Strawberry Sunkist, and ugh, too much lately. Whose photo did you last look at? I was on Facebook a bit ago, so someone's on there. Who was the last person to pick you up? You mean like, physically? I don't know, probably Girt because he got a kick out of our height difference and he would do that when we hugged. What are you wearing around your neck? Nothing right now. Have you accidentally mistaken a stranger for someone you know? Oh my god, yes. I did that at the tattoo parlor once at a guy that looked like my sister's ex, who I got along with well. He looked at me like "uhhhhh" and it will haunt me forever. Who did you last blow a kiss at? Venus. I do that and wave a lot when she comes out of her hide and looks my way. Have you ever seen lava in real life? No. Who did you last bite? Um I don't just casually go around biting people lmao. Probably Jason. Do you remember the date of your prom? Ha, it's honestly surprising to me that I don't recall the date of either, considering how I remember, y'know, a weird amount of obscure details through our entire time knowing each other. Was your last kiss long and sensual or short and sweet? Why’s that? Short and sweet, because it was just a goodbye kiss. When kissing, do you like to be on top or bottom? Good Lord, am I a bottom. I hated being on top because I felt he had a better view of me and my body, and I was self-conscious as shit even when I was fit. Does your boyfriend/husband know what size your boobs are? UHHHHHHHHHHHHH I don't have a boyfriend but I've sure never actually talked about it with any. Do you have hair extensions or do you think those are strictly for the scene kids? ..... No? I don't wear extensions, never have, but wearing them doesn't tie you to a label??? List all the things you have from your boyfriend at your house right now? Not everyone has a boyfriend, friend. Last time you exercised and for how long? I DON'T WANT TO THINK OF THIS lkja;dslkfjwe Last girl who called you hot/sexy/something else of the sort? I shared a picture of myself on Facebook for once just the other day, so let's so. *checks* HAHA MY MOM. #1 cheerleader, friends. OH I should probably clarify she said "gorgeous," but I guess that counts? Was she hitting on you? Jfc no. Last guy who called you hot/sexy/something else of the sort? Does getting a comment from Ian of a Spongebob screenshot of Squidward with heart eyes count? lol Was HE hitting on you? *shrugs* He's very open with sharing love for his friends though, so it very well could've been just friendly support. Have you ever taken the 5,000 question survey? Parts of it, and God did it get stupid. What would you do if your boyfriend/husband got drafted into war tomorrow? I. Am single. And not everyone. Is interested in guys. But hypothetically, I would fucking panic. I physically wouldn't be able to handle an s/o in the army; I would constantly, absolutely constantly, be actively fearful. We'd have to find a way to get him out of it. Has a guy ever touched your butt without permission? If so, how did this make you feel? I don't believe so, thank God. How many formal dresses do you own? Sun-dresses? I have two prom dresses (which I'm finally comfortable enough to get rid of at some point) and I think like... one or two other black knee-length dresses that I could now never fit into? What do you hope you grow out of? Social anxiety. It ruins many parts of my life. What is the healthiest and unhealthiest thing you do on a regular basis? Healthy? Oh fuck. I, uh, usually have one bottle of water, I guess? Unhealthy, definitely drink soda. I need to stop. When looking for a SO, what three things are most important (besides looks)? Kindness, patience, and compassion or understanding. How much do you judge a person by their appearance? Define "judge" here. Like, I can conclude someone is impoverished or well off in many cases, but I don't judge them as people. What is the most embarrassing thing you own? Hm. I'm unsure. What is the strangest habit you have? I don't think I have odd habits. What movie made you cry the most? The Notebook or Old Yeller, I think. What was one of the happiest moments of your childhood? Realizing I was getting a dog for Christmas. Fuck, I miss Teddy. What belief do you have that most people disagree with? I'd rather not get political right now. Who or what inspires you to be a better person? I fucking hate admitting it, but Jason. The last thing he told me was to stop saying "I'll try" but rather "I will," and I actually recently almost had a breakdown about it because I shouldn't put SO much value into what he says, make it holy "rules." I treat him like a god in so many ways. Still, in my stupid head, his word is law. I still want to make him so proud. What’s the TLDR description of your last relationship? Long-distance was getting extremely hard, but I think the bigger factor was that we both have problems we need to work on before we can properly support one another. If you found out your current life has been just a dream, would you choose to wake up? (You don’t know if your real life would be better or worse.) I guess... no. I'd be too afraid of it being any worse than it already feels. What dumb thing did you believe for a really long time? Political and religious beliefs I don't at all like admitting I had. Where would you like to retire? Hell if I know, that's a long whiles away. What brings you the most joy in life? Oh yikes. Family and close friends, probs. What was the last song that got stuck in your head? "Blush" by Jeffree Star is on repeat ahhhh What is something you enjoy doing, but aren’t good at? Drawing people. I don't really do it BECAUSE I'm not very good. In art in general, I have a hard time with proportions. Name some healthy foods that you enjoy eating. Strawberries, apples, a lotta other fruits, broccoli, there are these granola and cashew bars I LOVE, salad can be good, scrambled eggs... now I'm blanking. Like there are a lot of foods that can be on either end of the spectrum, depending on how they're prepared. Do you ever eat dry cereal as a snack to munch on? Any particular kind? No, generally too crunchy and dry. When you run out of something to drink & are thirsty, are you quick to retrieve a new beverage or are you lazy about it? It depends on how thirsty I am and what I'm doing at that moment. What is your favorite part of a slice of pizza? BITCH all of that motherfucker. What was the longest power outage you ever experienced? Two or so days. I was so, so scared for Venus because it was in the winter. Poor girl was scared. I had to let her inside my hoodie and shirt to use my warmth for a lengthy period at a time, there were blankets draped over her terrarium... I was genuinely afraid she was going to die. But nope, my baby is good and thriving. :'D Do you believe that children should do all of the chores around the house, or do you think the parents should do them? Or do you have an entirely different opinion? As someone who was raised with chores poorly enforced and now I suck at doing them, they should ABSOLUTELY be a required thing. Children shouldn't do *all* the chores though, of course, especially those involving serious chemicals. Have you ever painted a pet’s nails, or known someone that has done such? Do you think that is cruel? I haven't, but I suppose it depends on whether it's toxic or not and if the animal doesn't mind? I do know people who have. What is something you did as a child that you didn’t realize back then was “wrong”, if anything? I didn't know interracial relationships were perfectly fine. It's funny, I don't recall me seeing black as any less than whites, I just thought it wasn't supposed to happen. Being raised in the South does that, ig. Do you get an excessive amount of bug bites during spring/summertime? Are you one to itch constantly or can you control yourself? No, I've heard because I have A-type blood. Whenever my sister (O-type) and I used to play outside, she would always come in COVERED in mosquito bites, and she's still a magnet for them today. Supposedly bugs don't prefer A, but O the most. I do itch, though. Holy shit, do I itch. Do you own any sports equipment [balls, basketball goals, mitts, etc] that you rarely use? No. Could you ever willingly hunt down & shoot an innocent animal for sport? Over my dead fucking body. Would you be uncomfortable changing someone else’s baby’s diaper? Ugh, I have twice I believe, and I hated it. Have/would you ever want to own a pet frog, or do you think they would be too boring? I don't think I've ever caught and kept one? I don't mind "boring" pets, I just don't desire one. What internet/television provider do you use? Fucking CenturyLink. Stay away from it. Are you uncomfortable going out in public with leg stubble? Even if it’s so light that no one would notice it unless they were looking for it? That much, no. Now I literally haven't shaved my legs in over a whole year because it's not like anyone sees them, but holy fuck would I be mortified if someone did lol. Have you ever lived in a mobile home? No. I'm terrified to because of tornados. Have you ever had your bedroom in a basement? No. What’s your favorite piece of furniture in your house? ...? If someone gave you a kitten, would you keep it? I'd want to, but it'd be Mom's decision. Favorite type of cracker: Cheez-Its. Animal you like to watch but sort of creeps you out: Spiders, especially when they're making their webs.

[dreamin-of-somewhere-else]

I’m Sorry, It’s Just a Memory

Charaters: Dean, Sam, younger sister!reader. (Kinda Sam’s POV)

Words: About 2000

[Angst, Character Death.]

A/N: So, I’ve been having a writer’s block, honestly, besides just being busy. But, I scrolled through this document that I write my stuff in before posting it, and found this unfinished piece. So, yeah, it sparked my inspiration, and even though I wasn’t really in an angst mood when I found it, it was angst I had in mind when I started, so that is what this is. Angst. A lot of it. Also, this is could be anytime, it’s not a specific season. The reason Sam looks like he did in like season two is only because it was a pretty gif :)

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”(Y/N), I could’ve been at the bar right now, talking to a beautiful woman. And then later we could’ve—”

”Dean, stop being such a party pooper and shut up, please? We’re almost there.”

Your voices feels like a warm blanket over Sam. So familiar and comforting.

Because, you and Dean are everything he has. You’re home to him, the two people he loves most in the whole wide world. You three siblings are probably the greatest love story of Sam’s life, platonically of course. It’s awkward to think about and he would never say it out loud, but he knows deep down that it’s the truth. Because who else would it be? Jess? Sam loved that girl with his whole heart, but he knows now that if it came down to it and he had to choose — it would be you and Dean. He knows because he’s had that nightmare several times, and he knows the answer now.

You and Dean are bickering, as usual. But in some weird way, that just adds to the whole feeling of familiarity. Sam smiles to himself, as he lightly shakes his head.

The three of you are walking through the forest, up a steep hill. It’s dark out and it’s starting to get chilly — your breaths already coming out as little clouds of mist. And for a moment Sam wonders why on earth you are walking through the forest. Without your guns up and ready. With smiles on your faces and your hearts light and free and for once not heavy. Instead, you’re cheeks are rosy and your eyes bright. You’re happy.

And no matter how much Sam appreciates that, he still feels like something’s wrong. Why are you even there? Shouldn’t you be hunting? Something is nagging in the back of his mind, just waiting to be remembered and ruin the whole carefree atmosphere with stress and anxiety.

So, Sam pushes the thoughts away for now. He needs this little moment, to breath, to smile and maybe even laugh, because he hasn’t done that in a while. He needs a break, and now he has a chance to take one, even if it’s just for a little moment. So Sam closes his eyes just for a moment, rolling his shoulders back, stretching them until he lets them drop, relaxing. He listens to the light wailing of the wind brushing through the treetops. He takes in the scent of forest, trees, cold and night. The air is fresh and crisp. And he hears the footfalls of his own and of you and Dean. It’s peaceful.

Sam’s eyes opens once again when Dean’s voice break the silence.

”How far is it left? This is a workout.”

”No need to whine anymore, Deano.” You declare contently as you come to a stop. You’ve been walking first and now you looked over your shoulder at Sam and Dean with a grin on your face. ”We’re here.”

Sam and Dean looks at each other and climb the last bit of the hill, and the view that greets them is actually quite breathtaking. Even Dean is stunned.

From the hill, you can see all over town. The houses, the streets, the cars, the football fields, the forest surrounding it, and then, the mountains. Now, since it’s late in the evening, you can only see the lights. A network of golden yellow electrical lights, and Sam can tell where everything is placed by the pattern of it. Everything looks so small. Sam knows thousands of people, each with their own little complicated lives, live there, but it’s just really a small, little town in the whole wide world. The shadows of the towering mountains makes the community look even smaller. So does the spectrum of glistening stars scattered across the midnight blue sky.

”Wow.” Dean utters, mostly to himself. His moss green eyes scanner the whole view, taking notice to the details.

Sam nods agreeably. ”It’s beautiful.” He murmurs.

You laugh a little. ”I told you.”

It’s a reminder. That if these people’s lives — and frankly, their whole world — are so small, if one should be honest, then so was his. All the crap that goes on in Sam’s, Dean’s and your lives, it’s not everything. Somewhere, someone lives blissfully unaware of everything bad here. It’s not insignificant, but it’s a reminder. That it doesn’t have to be this way. It’s not everything.

But then, Sam takes his gaze away from the view and looks at something else instead — you and Dean.

Right now, you’re all happy. It’s been a long time since a moment like this. Sam notices how young you, his beloved siblings, look. With bright eyes and pearly white smiles that light up your faces. How young you look, when the chaos of the world isn’t weighing down your shoulders — even if it’s just for a moment. Because even though a lot of people are blissfully unaware of the pain you’ve been going through, sometimes it affects them too. And if you three can’t stop what’s about to happen, it might as well do. Who knows how many in this little town are alive just because you three exist and do what you do.

But anyway, don’t think about that right now, Sam. He focuses on you and Dean again and that’s when he catches you looking up at him. Your eyes are glistening and holds that special little glimpse that they’ve always had. The famous (or sometimes more like infamous) (Y/N)-glimpse. On your lips a mischievous little smile plays. You look so happy.

Sam smiles back, his dimples showing. But then, his eyebrows knot as he frowns a little.

”I thought we lost you.” He says to his own surprise. He doesn’t even know where the statement comes from, why would he say that?

He did say it though and now he’s waiting for your answer. He quickly glances out over the view, looking out over all of its lights. And then images of other lights suddenly penetrates his mind.

The lights are so bright that it hurts. Sam’s heart jolts with fear, and for just a split second he feels numb — like he’s outside of his own body. Like he can’t control his own limbs. ”Sam, watch out!” Your horrified screams reaches his ears and he slams on the breaks as he quickly turn the wheel, away from the truck heading straight towards the Impala. Screeching tires. Losing control. Horns blaring. Getting thrown around inside the car. Coming to a sudden, harsh stop. A deafening noise, pain and then blackness.

Sam blinks, and once he’s returned to the moment, and he has realized that he’s in fact back on top of the mountain with you and Dean again — you’ve moved closer, now standing right in front of him. You tilt your head upwards, looking up at Sam. Your pretty, soulful eyes stare right into Sam’s and they provide that comforting, reassuring warmth in Sam’s chest as they always have.

You bring up a hand and place it on Sam’s cheek. Sam leans his head into it. The corner of your lips curl into a small, gentle little smile. ”But you did.”

At first Sam doesn’t know what you mean. But then he remembers his own words. I thought we lost you.

His thoughts are suddenly shattered by a bloodcurdling scream. It’s loud and Sam’s heart clenches painfully as he realizes that it’s his older brother’s. Sam’s eyes race to Dean, and you quickly turn your head around, facing him, your hair whipping around with it.

But Dean is watching the stars, calmness across his features. He’s happy, content and relaxed, and Sam can’t connect the dots until he gasps awake.

Hands are wrapped around his arms, pulling him away from… what exactly? Sam’s so confused and it takes a few seconds for him to return fully to consciousness and realize that Dean is in fact screaming.

Two men, dressed in light blue scrubs, are holding his older brother back, and Dean’s just frantically howling. He’s more distressed than Sam thinks he’s ever seen him. Tears are escaping his eyes that are filled with endless fear that Sam never wanted to see in them. The eldest Winchester looks beaten up. He has dried blood in his dark blond hair, and his right cheek bone is decorated with dark purple. Something tells Sam that Dean probably has more injuries hidden underneath his jeans, dark t-shirt and leather jacket.

Sam’s brain continues to process the situation as the hands pull him up from the chair he apparently has been sitting in — sleeping, dreaming. Dreadfully, he looks down in front of him — and there are you.

His eyes widen as they latch onto your almost translucent skin. The dark bruising over it. The bandages around your head. The way your eyes are closed, your long eyelashes perfectly feathered out. The way your hair is laid out over your shoulders and chest, without its usual sheen and with streaks of red tainting some strands. The way your lips are tinted blue. All the tubes and wires connected to you. The way stressed hands of doctors begin working on you. The way you look so small, so young, so broken… and dead.

The beeping of the heart monitor flatlining reaches his ears. No.

Dean has already been shoved out of the room when Sam’s on his feet, legs weak and wobbly, head throbbing painfully.

”Sir, please. We need you to leave to room so that we can help your sister.”

(Y/N). My little sister.

Sam absentmindedly nods and begins to walk with the nurses that was dragging him towards the exit, where Dean stood, hands carded into and pulling his short hair, desperately watching the scene in front of him. The doctors working on you are exclaiming things he doesn’t want to hear.

Soon, Sam’s outside too, standing next to his older, shorter brother as both of them stand in the doorway, staring. Neither of them want to see, but they can’t look away. They physically just can’t.

And, it doesn’t feel real when the doctors tried the defibrillators for the third time, without result. It can’t be real when they call out ’time of death, 10.21 am.’

It has to be a dream. Dean’s crumbling besides him, yelling his heart out again, tears pouring. Sam feels numb. Like he can’t move. No. This isn’t happening.

Just a moment ago, you were fine. Happy, smiling, watching the stars. You had met Sam’s gaze and Sam had seen the spirited glimpse in your eyes. You had touched him.

Sam slowly reaches up his own hand and places it on his cheek, half expecting to find your smaller hand there, but it’s just his own skin.

No, you are lying still inside a hospital room as solemn and defeated doctors put away the defibrillators and all the other medical equipment, heads hanging low.

And then Sam catches Dean looking up at him, just like you had done by the viewpoint. But his eyes are filled with agony. He looks so confused, so scared, so lost, and so heartbroken. He doesn’t know what to do, and he looks at Sam, his little brother, for help. Dean looks at Sam for guidance, and Sam knows it’s really bad and so wrong.

Dean lets out a shuddering sob, and he’s about to fall to his knees, when Sam automatically open his arms. Dean stumbles into them, and they hug like they haven’t in a long time. Sam’s vision blurs and it takes a while to realize that it’s blurred with the stinging tears of a brokenhearted boy that just lost his little sister.

Meanwhile doctors are exciting the room, passing the pair of brothers. A couple of them step forward and apologizes, saying that they’re sorry for them. Sam doesn’t have the energy to be angry with them for not saving you.

Instead, he closes his hazel eyes and hides his face in Dean’s slightly trembling, leather clad shoulder. And then he let’s himself cry.

Your eyes are glossy as you look up at him. You’re back under the stars again, before Sam was forced out of his slumber and into reality. Back in the peaceful moment, and you are all there, you, Dean and Sam. You’re all happy, healthy and alive.

”I’m so sorry, Sammy.” You breath a shuddering breath. ”But you just lost me. This is just a memory.”

Worth mentioning is that I don’t know how this is how it would work in that hospital scene, I just winged it.

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[brigidandlydia]

Lock Down

Hello!

It was lovely to read your post and hear about how things are going all the way over there with you! 

I go from one way of thinking to the opposite day to day - in one sense embracing how good it is that we have all slowed down and can just B.R.E.A.T.H.E for a while, I feel a bit that life/the world has been like a snowball rolling down a steep hill gathering speed and getting bigger and bigger and at one point it was going to hit and explode. I feel a bit like there's only so much anyone/anything can take and maybe this is the world or nature being like STOP.

Sometimes I am so frustrated because now I have stopped, there is all this room for a lot of negative thoughts and worries to bubble up in my head :(

I should limit my social media - and put down my phone more. I have been making more of an effort to leave it even at times like going for breakfast (leaving it in my room). It’s not so much the news that is getting to me but all of the things that everyone is doing. There is this feeling of failure that I have not started working out and running and doing yoga every day. (I did one day of couch to 5k two weeks ago, and I try and do yoga but sometimes I worry I am not doing it because I want to, but because I feel I need to) Or been doing loads of baking and cooking. All of these stupid thoughts add to the already bizarre situation we are in... and I can find it a challenge to get myself in a more positive mindset.

But.

Positive things! It has been nice for us to be back together as a family. We are all back with our parents for now, I didn't want to lock down on my own in my flat it would have been way too lonely!

The weather is beautiful. We have had a nice sunny Easter, the sun being out definitely lifts your mood, just being able to sit outside the back door!

I’ve been doing an online course through work learning about Digital Marketing. It’s good, it’s on the site Udemy - they seem to have lots of online courses available!

I recently did the design for Reevah’s new EP (no illustration this time but still good to be doing a bit of design work) I think she is releasing it before the end of the month and there is talk of some merchandise too - t-shirts with some illustrations! So that will be good!

HAVE YOU WATCHED TIGER KING ?

I think that defines quarantine entertainment hahaha

I finally started watching ‘Stranger Things’ when it came out and everyone was chatting about it I tried it and didn't like it at all - I’m not big into anything like aliens or sci-fi but I’m getting into it - maybe its the way its been shot, or the actors in it, it’s got a good soundtrack!

That’s great getting the job at the Screen printers! It’s funny how things happen sometimes. It will be good to be in that environment around like-minded people, and it’ll probably help you start thinking of ideas for your own work! I look forward to see it! 

How have you got on with your To-Do list?

I’ve just looked at the list I sent you, haha some were wishful thinking.. but I think I’ve managed a few! 

With all my instagram time I’ve a couple to share that you might like:

https://www.instagram.com/emilycoxhead/?hl=en  This girl writes The Happy Newspaper - she’s been doing up a house with her fiancé and the decor is so nice! Also her IG feed is just so bright and colourful!

https://www.instagram.com/catsarsfield/?hl=en

This girl! Food photos that will make you hungry! She’s started a newsletter since this lock down #sincenooneasked - basically chatting away about meals and what she is ‘throwing together’ - it’s a good newsletter just to look at some new things online and distract yourself. This is the link if you want to sign up : https://mailchi.mp/d9b4ac25f970/sincenooneasked

Hope you are doing ok & had a nice Easter weekend!

Brigid xoxo (I have also started watching Gossip Girl .. think it may be come a guilty pleasure)

[relationshipadviser-blog]

Chris Pratt and Katherine Schwarzenegger's relationship timeline, from dates to family outings

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Chris Pratt and Katherine Schwarzenegger's relationship timeline, from dates to family outings

Chris Pratt and Katherine Schwarzenegger have been spotted together numerous times in recent months — and several reports suggest the pair are starting to get serious about their relationship.  (Getty)

What exactly is going on with Chris Pratt and Katherine Schwarzenegger?

The Hollywood star, 39, and the 28-year-old daughter of Arnold Schwarzenegger and Maria Shriver have been spotted together numerous times in recent months — and several reports suggest the pair are starting to get serious about their relationship.

Read on for a look at some memorable moments.

Sept. 8 – 9

Schwarzenegger and Pratt visited Round Pond Estate in Rutherford, Calif. on Sept. 8, according to Instagram posts from the winery and Pratt’s brother, Solano County Sheriff’s Office deputy Daniel “Cully” Pratt. 

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What a weekend! We had the distinct pleasure of hosting Mr. Chris Pratt and Miss Katherine Schwarzenegger and friends this past Saturday, and they are every bit as warm and hilarious as you’d think! We are SO happy to have you as part of our Round Pond Family! 😊😊😊 . . . #chrispratt #starlord #marvel #napa #roundpond #roundpondestate #napa #napavalley #star #wine #winecountry #cabernet #winery

A post shared by Round Pond Estate (@roundpondestate) on Sep 10, 2018 at 9:36am PDT

“So thankful for time shared with my family & friends!” Daniel wrote on Instagram. “On Saturday, we had a great (much needed) day-cation get away, wine tasting @roundpondestate with @candy_lvr @katherineschwarzenegger@prattprattpratt @highbrassleather & @Solano County Sheriff Tom Ferrarra & Napa County Sheriff John Robertson.”

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So thankful for time shared with my family & friends! On Saturday, we had a great (much needed) day-cation get away, wine tasting @roundpondestate with @candy_lvr @katherineschwarzenegger @prattprattpratt @highbrassleather & @Solano County Sheriff Tom Ferrarra & Napa County Sheriff John Robertson. Thank you all for the laughs, wine and hospitality! On Sunday we all attended the 2018 Mayor’s Gala in Napa, to raise awareness and money for The Leaven at www.myleaven.com We even auctioned off several #cullypratt items, with @prattprattpratt as the auctioneer! #standinthegap

A post shared by Cully Pratt (@cullypratt) on Sep 10, 2018 at 6:40pm PDT

He said the group also went to the 2018 Mayor’s Gala in Napa on Sept. 9.

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Few more pics for the fellas & gals who attended the incredibly beautiful wine tour @roundpondestate. If you ever have a chance to checkout St. Helena / Napa Valley it’s a must! @candy_lvr @katherineschwarzenegger @prattprattpratt @highbrassleather and all our friends & family not on IG, until nect time!

A post shared by Cully Pratt (@cullypratt) on Sep 10, 2018 at 6:54pm PDT

Sept. 5

A People report indicates Schwarzenegger and Pratt are optimistic about what lies ahead. 

“It’s only been a couple of months, but they’re both serious about the relationship and hopeful for the future,” an insider described as being “close to the couple” told the outlet. “Chris doesn’t just date to date, and neither does Katherine. She’s very excited.”

The source claimed the two “are very happy together,” adding that they are also “very compatible and have a lot in common.”

Aug. 30

Pratt and Schwarzenegger were reportedly out and about in California together.

Schwarzenegger took the Hollywood star on a bike tour of several beaches, People reports.

Aug. 29

One day before their bike adventure, the pair went out to dinner in Santa Monica, Calif., TMZ reports. 

Photos show them walking close to one another in several shots.

Chris Pratt & Katherine Schwarzenegger Look So Smitten on Date Night https://t.co/2TvVSjldy4

— TMZ (@TMZ) September 1, 2018

Aug. 13

The pair, along with Pratt’s young son, Jack, had lunch at Soho House in Los Angeles, People reports.

“They looked entirely smitten,” an insider told the publication.

The source suggested Schwarzenegger was in a good mood.

“She seemed to be really happy and fit in with him and his son,” the insider said. “She appeared to be genuinely enjoying herself and looked entirely comfortable helping him in doting over his son.”

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Aug. 10

An insider told People Pratt and Schwarzenegger attended a Zoe Church service before they ate with pals at Beauty & Essex in Los Angeles.

Aug. 6

TMZ reports the pair rode scooters as they headed to a dinner at Maria Shriver’s home in Brentwood, Calif.  

Pratt wore a baseball hat and Beatles T-shirt, while Schwarzenegger sported a denim jacket.

Chris Pratt & Katherine Schwarzenegger Rolling on Scooter Date https://t.co/v7aWJAHLDo

— TMZ (@TMZ) August 7, 2018

Aug. 5

Schwarzenegger and Pratt reportedly hit several stops while spending time with one another in The Golden State.

The Daily Mail reports they left a church service together and later made stops at a car wash and Beverly Hills hotel before leaving jointly. 

They also had dinner with Schwarzenegger’s family that night, People reports.

Aug. 2

Pratt and Schwarzenegger were snapped with Jack while out in Malibu, Calif. 

That same day, a source described how Pratt and Schwarzenegger have been frequently seeing one another in a People report. 

“They are spending every day together and Katherine has met Jack several times,” the source told the publication. “They seem to be getting more serious.”

July 29

Schwarzenegger, Pratt and Jack all attended church and later got some ice cream, TMZ reported.

The outlet published photos of the group — with Pratt and Schwarzenegger apparently caught on camera kissing.

Chris Pratt and Katherine Schwarzenegger confirm romance with a kiss after going to church with his son Jack https://t.co/DG0mzF0dyy

— Daily Mail Celebrity (@DailyMailCeleb) July 30, 2018

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June 28

After Pratt and Schwarzenegger were spotted on a June 17 picnic date, an E! News report indicated the outing was not the first time the two have been seen together. 

“It’s still very new between Chris and Katherine but the picnic was not their first date,” a source told E! News. “They have been on multiple low-key dates and have been talking consistently for the last two months or so.” 

When the news first broke, it was reported that Shriver had initially set the two up. 

“She knows Chris through mutual friends,” the insider explained.

June 17

According to TMZ, Pratt picked Katherine, 28, up at her home before they found a spot in Santa Barbara, Calif. to enjoy a nice outdoor meal.

The outlet noted at the time that it was the first time Pratt had been seen out publicly on what appeared to be a date since announcing his divorce from Anna Faris in December.

Chris Pratt & Katherine Schwarzenegger Look Smitten on Picnic Date https://t.co/9qkgP5dfDp

— TMZ (@TMZ) June 18, 2018

Although she comes from a Hollywood background, Schwarzenegger isn’t in show business per se. She’s a lifestyle blogger and interior designer.

In photos obtained by the celebrity gossip site, the duo can be seen laughing over a meal.

Fox News’ Tyler McCarthy and Morgan M. Evans contributed to this report.

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