#just trying to have lush hair like emily in paris or something

[chatonmagique]

Bro that's kinda edgy kinda messy

[kairi-chan]

Cherie - BoruSara

Genre: fluffy fluff fluff / Family

Rating: T

Sound Track: C’es si Bon by Emilie-Claire Barlow. Please listen to it while you read. It sets the mood so well!

A/N: I live for this Designer AU and a French Boruto. Everyone is alive AU is still the best, tho.  

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The mid-morning sun shone on the lush green leaves, and the spring breeze blew by, giving them a gentle shake. People strolled along the sidewalk, chatting with their companions, enjoying the perfect weather. On the second floor, a window was open, and soft music played. The singer had a melodic voice, the perfect ribbon to wrap up the atmosphere.

Kushina turned the volume a little louder on the speaker and turned her gaze towards her grandson. He was working on a mannequin, piecing together a blazer for her. His back was turned towards the open window, that had a splendid view of the Eiffel Tower. She smiled. Seeing her golden boy always filled her heart with warmth.

He had grown so fast. It felt like only yesterday wherein she would call her son and demanded he come to France to visit them. Ever since Naruto moved to Japan for university, things have been a little lonely. Although she loved to visit him, there was still something about seeing her family in her homeland.

Boruto’s hair was as wild as it could be, and the concentrated look he gave the button he was sewing made her giggle. For a moment, she imagined her husband, and son, looking the exact same way. When he finished sewing, he grinned and cut the loose threads, proud of his handiwork. The way his whiskers perked up and his eyes shifted into crescent moons made her smile more. He still had that boyish charm she loved.

“What is it?” Boruto blinked and then wiped his cheek on his sleeve. “Something on my face?”

She shook her head and sat down on the chaise lounge, a few feet away from him. “Just thinking of how grown up you are now.”

For a moment, he looked surprised and then he shifted his gaze away and blushed. “Do I look that different?”

Kushina nodded, a warm smile on her face. She didn’t want to tell him that he looked exactly like his father and grandfather, for he may throw a childish fit. The thought of it made her chuckle. The two were prominent public figures, serving in public office. Boruto had fought all his life not to follow this path.

For a time, Naruto would call his parents, not knowing what to do or how to handle Boruto during his more… difficult years. Bless his wife for being so patient, and that Boruto actually listened to her. Minato and Kushina would also do their best to be positive influences, doing their best to make sure he grew up right. Things changed when he discovered his love for fashion… and girls.

The last thought made her laugh. The public always portrayed him as a lady’s man, a beauty on each arm. Although her grandson did have a lot of lovely lady friends and dated often, she had never seen him like this...

Blushing as he replied to a text, and sings along the French lyrics, with a dreamy gaze. Kushina’s eyes softened, and her heart felt full. She had heard so much of his new girlfriend and was glad she could finally meet her today. It was surprising for her to find that she was her son’s best friend's daughter. Naruto and Sasuke were close back in university, but ever since Sasuke moved away to Paris to study fashion after university, they rarely saw each other anymore.

Boruto continued to sing along, a little louder now and hummed along with the music as he sewed more buttons on the blazer. Laughter bubbled up and she couldn’t contain it anymore. Her grandson was too precious. When he noticed she was laughing, he stood up from his stool and started waltzing towards her, still singing along.

Boruto bowed in front of her and extended his hand. She grinned and took his hand, with him leading, they waltzed around his studio, and she began to sing along with him. Her cheeks were painful from so much smiling, but she loved every single bit of it. They continued to waltz around and Kushina easily marked this moment to be a memory she will cherish forever.

They slowed down a bit, talking in hushed tones. How proud she is of him, and how lucky his Cherie must be to have him.

“She is my muse,” he smiled.

.

.

.

Sarada walked up a flight of stairs, heart pumping and hands slightly shaking. She smoothened her dress and fixed her hair, taking a deep breath.

Today, she would meet one of the most important people in Boruto’s life—Kushina Uzumaki.

Despite her living her life as a private citizen, there was a lot Sarada found about her online. She was married to a politician, and her son was one as well. She served in the army in her youth, now retired and spends most of her days doting on her grandkids. Kushina was a wonderful woman, that much Sarada knew. Just the way Boruto would speak about her was already enough to convince her.

She poised her fist to knock on the door but stopped as she heard music and laughing. Quietly, she opened the door and peeked. What she saw warmed her heart.

Boruto and Kushina were holding on to each other in a slow waltz, talking with gentle smiles on their faces. She stood there for a few minutes, just watching them. The scene felt so intimate. She wanted to look away for she felt she was intruding but she just couldn’t tear her gaze away.

Her heart bloomed with warmth and felt her lips quirk up. He really does love his grandma, and she could so clearly see Kushina’s fondness for him as well. Kushina turned to face her, whispered something to Boruto, who looked her way too. His blue eyes went wide, and an embarrassed grin spread on his face. Tentatively, he let go of his grandmother and approached her.

Sarada’s cheeks flushed, as she was caught spying, but felt better when Boruto kissed both of her cheeks before planting a quick one on the tip of her nose and whispered, “My muse.” He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close to his side as he stretched his arm towards the woman before him. “I would like you to meet my grand-mère, Kushina.”

Sarada suddenly felt so shy to be in her presence. She shone brighter than the sun and immediately knew where Naruto and Boruto got their aura from. She extended her hand for a shake, and Kushina held on her to hand. They were so soft. But instead of shaking, she pulled Sarada close and kissed both of her cheeks. “My Cherie, I’m so happy to finally meet you.”

A/N: The thought of Sarada worried when meeting Kushina, but then she makes her feel so comfortable and welcome just warms my heart. <3 She loves her grandson and sees why he has fallen head over heels for this girl. hnnng. Will write for this AU more, soon! I’ll make a collection in my Ao3, and try to arrange the events in chronological order. lol. 

If you liked this story, please check out my #fanfiction tag on my blog. I also have links to my masterpost, FFnet, Ao3, Twitter, and Ko-Fi there! 

[cass-chan12]

Unexpected Equilibrium (Ch 3)

Fandom: Miraculous Tales of Ladybug and Chat Noir Pairing: Adrien Agreste and Marinette Dupain-Cheng Genre: Romance and Adventure Story Type: MedievalAU Rating: T

Summary: They were destined to bear the marks of Good and Bad Luck but perhaps they weren’t meant to suffer their fates alone. Maybe they could find a purpose through each other.

Previous chapter

"The Lady of the house hasn't been faring well since her and her husband's return from the East" A servant whispered to another in the mansion halls one morning.

The house had become very worrisome of the Lady Emilie's of the Agreste manor, as most had adored her over her husband. She had gotten ill for no apparent reason and even the doctors couldn't identify the cause nor what she was ailing from.

Gabriel Agreste being the most affected tried not to leave his wife side and still reassures his son that she will be well soon. His son although being fourteen was not going to be cohered into believing such a thing as he is witnessing his mother fall deeper into sickness.

While in the main bedroom Gabriel sat next to his wife while she found it hard to stay awake for more than thirty minutes.

"Darling I think this is all caused because of-" Emilie started to say before going into a fit of coughing.

With a reassuring hand on hers she looked to see her husband's face twisted in sorrow

"The book… yes I thought it to be a possibility. It hasn't just affected you since our return, looking at some events in Paris of late." Gabriel confirmed her thoughts.

"Have you deciphered in the text how we can fix all this?" she said weakly.

"Somewhat… I could only pick up that if one were to recite the following text that a wanted recipient would receive certain gifts. Some vary but the stronger powers are of Luck and Misfortune." He explained.

Emilie frowned "I know that face, what else is to be said?"

"The holders of Luck and Misfortune can only be activated at the same time since they only exist because of one another."

A sigh of disappointment escaped her lips "So activating the holder of Luck could be dangerous in odds of the Misfortune holder to be awoken too. And we have no knowledge of who it could be correct?"

"If we select a candidate for one of them, the persons opposite or confidante will be the other holder with or without consent." Gabriel confirmed.

Emilie nodded sadly "And getting rid of the book won't solve this?"

Gabriel shook his head "I've tried to dispose of it but it finds its way back in my personal library."

Emilie laughed bitterly "I'm afraid we've gotten into something, haven't we?"

Gabriel frowned not responding, watching his wife slip into slumber. He stood up and exited the room to let his wife rest. As he exited the room he got a fright to see Adrien trying to walk away from eavesdropping.

"Adrien." Gabriel said sternly.

Jumping in surprise Adrien turned around timidly and rubbed his neck "Y-yes father?"

"How much did you hear?" Gabriel went straight to the question.

Adrien could only feel frightened at the tone of his father's voice and he couldn't lie to him as his mother always had told him that it would do more harm than he thinks it would.

Adrien gulped "All of it…"

Gabriel feared that to be the answer and he sighed to hear his suspicions confirmed.

"I'm sorry you had to find out all of this Adrien but do try not to concern yourself with it." Gabriel tried to dismiss his son.

"I want to help Papa!" Adrien blurted out.

Gabriel turned around just as he was going to take his absence and looked at his son in shock.

"We need a candidate for someone to be the luck holder and I'll take up the task." Adrien said in a bolder tone.

"Adrien you know the repercussions, the holder for misfortune will awaken too."

"Then I can find the holder and my good luck can solve it."

"We don't know that." Gabriel turned down the notion.

"We can figure it out before Mama is gone, just please let me do this!" Adrien pleaded in tears.

Gabriel close to his own breakdown looked to his heartbroken son and laid his hand on his shoulder.

"I will give it careful consideration."

...

'What a horrifying mistake that was…' Adrien thought to himself as he was lying against the cave wall.

The young boy lying in the dark cave, looking like a rabid wild cat was recalling the biggest mistake he had himself tangled up in. In hindsight it was a good plan but the execution was miscalculated. He wasn't meant to be the holder of Misfortune yet why did it happen so?

Adrien bitterly remembered how his father and himself went to his mother's room where she had slept and his father stood in front of him and read a verse from the mysterious book. That's where his memory stopped and only came back to the stench of decay and his mother was dead. It only later came to his traumatised state that he was the one responsible for it and not to mention his fathers petrified face that he could never forget.

Before Adrien could comprehend anything else he dashed out the mansion running away from the town. He kept going and going until his legs were about to give up and he managed to find something to hide in and that's where he had stayed for the next couple of years.

He had been so dispirited to not move and to waste away bitterly from where his sat. Maybe once or twice he went to look outside during twilight and he saw how the land around him had become more of a wasteland than when he first arrived. He thought the distance from the town would suffice.

He also thought his death would come around due to starvation but his body hadn't disintegrated from hunger. The rest of him did change though apart from growing of age but his hair had gotten to wilder state and his sight in the dark was 20/20. He remembered his face had black streaks on it but every time he looked to a reflection in a puddle he didn't notice anything of the sort but he did notice how frightening his eyes looked glowing green and looking similar to a black cats.

I guess he could call himself that…

An Unlucky Black Cat…

But what of his confidante that was supposed to exist after his transformation. Yes he had intended to hold Lucks power but held Misfortune instead so who got the power of Luck? Who was it? Was the person happy that they got such a gift?

Thinking of this person made his heart pound for some reason. His father told his mother that everyone has an opposite and that proves truer than he thought it would.

Like being Push and Pull or Forward and Backwards. Good Luck and Bad Luck.

A wave of a familiar sensation swept through him. It felt like cool water running through his veins or maybe it was fiery tingles stretching all over. The sensation was so strong he didn't know how to handle it.

Was someone close by?

'Seriously how did I land up in this situation?' Marinette whined internally staring over the southern wastelands.

She was clad in her red armour, excluding her helmet, that she got fixed and polished the day before. She had a lot of time to think about what she was heading too and her parents couldn't help but voice their concerns. Marinette came to a realization that perhaps she was the right person to do this. She did have this gift for some type of reason so maybe she could put it to use along with her own skills. Maybe this was her true purpose? She honestly doesn't know what having a true purpose even means so perhaps after all of this was over she might know where to head from here.

A small part of her did wonder if it was worth the risk to find ones purpose or goal in life but Marinette was stubborn like that. Despite all that had been given and done the young woman felt like it was her place and her place alone to find out.

She walked on the wastelands and noticed how truly dead it seemed to be out here. The grass wasn't even here, despite the massive amount of rain that had been around the ground should be lush but the soil seemed hardened and dry, as if it was like that even before the rains came and nothing had been absorbed.

Marinette wasn't sure how long she had been walking but the sun hadn't been fair on her nor were the dusty winds that swept by.

Once she had been thinking this track could be futile, a hard thump banged in her chest without warning. She initially thought it was nothing or was the exhaustion but ten another thud pounded in her chest and then her veins felt like they were on fire.

I became hard to breathe all of the sudden and she had to take a knee to steady herself from her heavy panting and rigid feeling. The power was overwhelming and was all so new yet familiar. She could best describe it as feeling exhilarated but overpowering and the rigidness she felt had passed. She felt so ethereal all of the sudden and she hoisted herself up to look around for what had caused the feeling she felt. Her instincts though kept telling her to track forward and without hesitation she did so, she tracked up until she saw a steep slope and her gut was telling her that something was on the top.

Her breathing was burning her lungs from overexertion from running up the hill and the relentless clanking of her armour should have alerted someone if they were at the top hence why she kept one hand on top of her sheathed sword.

Once she reached the top was more wasteland and her mind was irritated while she huffed and wheezed for air.

'To your Left.' A soft foreign voice whispered in her head.

Marinette almost jumped out of her skin at the stranger's voice that appeared. She unsheathed her sword prepared for battle but she didn't see anyone there.

"Is being in these Badlands making my mind rot?" Marinette asked herself aloud.

She looked to her left as the voice told her and she faintly saw something in the distance. Marinette thought she would feel fatigue but the fire that was ignited inside of her earlier still burned and was ever more so with each step. This truly was something she couldn't walk away from now.

Sunset had come and Marinette had to carry on without stop. As she got closer she noticed a cave in the distance next to a dead tree. Finally reaching the entrance of the cave she noticed it was small in appearance but the real size was far larger underground.

Her small body scorching on the inside confirmed that something was in this location. She went to the tree and cut the branches and nested them together tying it with a cloth she had. She also brought out her water pouch and drenched the cloth and set the branches alight with a flint. She cautiously shimmied her way down into the cave and when on a more level ground she began to track slowly and the sensation was swirling and twisting inside of her stomach. She wasn't sure how much further the tunnel went but the burning sensation is pretty much a clear compass from here.

She stopped abruptly and drew her sword and her other hand held the torch she made but her chest was ready to explode, she felt much unprotected. Something was here.

"Is someone there? Show yourself!"

"So did someone actually send a young girl to kill me off?" A voice spoke out in the darkness ahead.

Marinette frowned "Seems that way."

The voice went quiet but very soft sounds of footsteps kept coming her way and she saw eerie green glowing eyes in the darkness. Once her eyes met the green they opened wide in shock and awe.

"Make yourself known Warlock." Marinette bolstered.

"Warlock? They sent a pretty faced girl like you to face a warlock? Sorry to burst any egos but…"

Out of the darkness stepped out a blonde young man who looked war torn and ragged but that didn't affect his handsome face. His eyes were so intense even though he tried to hide them under his long locks of hair.

"I'm no warlock." He finished.

She felt blindsided and her body felt like it was pulling her to get closer to him but she fought herself to remain where she was.

Her brow rose and she lifted her sword to point at the boy "Fine then you claim to be no warlock but then are you or are you not the one responsible for all the atrocities that have plagued this town for the past four years?"

He was dazed at her; he wasn't sure how to form his next words for it had been so long to speak or to even see another person. When seeing properly in the light he couldn't help but to ask why a beautiful woman would ever come to a place like this.

'Beautiful?' he surprised himself with the word. But it was accurate nonetheless.

He chastised himself for zoning out after she asked him a question "I am the one responsible. But I am no warlock I swear… I'm just cursed that's why I am here. I thought me being here would be further enough from the town to not affect them…Guess I was wrong." the boy said looking deflated.

"C-cursed?" she sputtered then dropping her sword and holding onto her chest.

"Mademoiselle! Ah!-" The young man tried to help her but was attacked by the ache he had for the last hour.

He couldn't help but push himself forward to her as he wobbled on his legs and she was on her knees. She plunged the torch into the ground and used her free hand to support her then she too tried to crawl forward subconsciously.

He fell on to the floor and panted from the burn sensation reaching his throat. His instincts were yelling at him to do what he feared most.

"Gr-rab my h-hand" he choked out.

It was an extreme risk, he knew it was but he felt like this was the only thing to do.

Would this be it for him?

She didn't argue and she stretched her hand out to his, fingertips away and with one foul swoop he grabbed her hand and cool water washed over him.

He felt reborn.

He looked up to look at how she faired and she although looking fine breathed in deeply like she just came out of a pool of water. She pushed herself up while still holding onto him.

"Are you alright- What happened to your face?!" Marinette almost jumped back.

The boy she grabbed hands with had transformed into another boy, one with shorter hair and normal green eyes that were human unlike the ones before. Perplexed the boy put his free hand on his face and felt no change in his opinion.

She picked up her sword and faced the blade to show a portion of his reflection. He looked and his heart felt like it was going to combust with joy!

"I'm.. me again." He said tearing up.

She couldn't help the pang of sadness going through her at his words.

'So he was telling the truth about being cursed.'

Without warning to her he jumped forward to grab her in a hug that made her heart pound harder than she ever recalled. She didn't know this boy but her body felt so right being with his and his arms felt happy and ever the more loving.

He realised his actions and retreated from his hug and pulled away bashfully "I'm sorry that was improper! I don't even know your name, how shameful of me!"

Marinette's face felt hot but her heart that was pounding a minute ago was now was fluttering. She coughed and tried to hide her red face.

"No, its fine. I didn't mind… I just feel rude as to not now your name."

He smiled so sweetly, the first she'd seen and her heart couldn't bear it. How that is so since she just met this boy, ready to kill him no less and yet she feels so drawn to him, forgetting that mission.

"It's Adrien and you m'lady?" he asked

She smiled at the title "Marinette and… we have a lot to talk about what just happened" she motioned getting up ad releasing his hand which felt cold.

He followed the motion and looked her straight into her blue bell eyes "Indeed we do."

[hozatin]

1 - 100

AW BEANS OK

loong post ahead LOL

1. Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora?

spotify!

2. is your room messy or clean?

usually it’s pretty clean LOL

3. what color are your eyes?

some sort of dull green i think? i’m not too sure honestly

4. do you like your name? why?

it’s alright i guess? it means lion or something like that in hebrew and i’m also a leo so that’s pretty neat imo LOL

5. what is your relationship status?

single my dude

6. describe your personality in 3 words or less

Would Not Recommend

7. What color hair do you have?

brown!

8. what kind of car do you drive? color?

do not have car

9. where do you shop?

wherever’s closest

10. how would you describe your style?

a Big Mess

11. favorite social media account

dril honestly LOL

12. what size bed do you have?

single though i’m desperately trying to save up for a queen sized 

13. any siblings?

a little brother!

14. if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why?

i’d honestly be happy where i am now if the wifi was good and it like. wasn’t in the middle of nowhere

15. favorite snapchat filter?

dog!

16. favorite makeup brand(s)

mac! and lush even though they don’t really do that kinda stuff

17. how many times a week do you shower?

literally every day

18. favorite tv show?

stranger things!

19. shoe size?

7 and a half

20. how tall are you?

5′6′’!

21. sandals or sneakers?

sneakers!

22. do you go to the gym?

i mean there’s a gym room in my house and i go there sometimes

23. describe your dream date

honestly if i loved them just hanging out with them would be enough as awful and cheesy as that sounds ROFL

24. how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment?

like 50p

25. what color socks are you wearing?

none

26. how many pillows do you sleep with?

two!

27. do you have a job? what do you do?

i do! currently working at a boarding kennel where i take care of the dogs

28. how many friends do you have?

honestly you could talk to me like once and i’d consider you a friend so going by that logic like 50 ROFL

29. whats the worst thing you have ever done?

hoo boy,

30. whats your favorite candle scent?

lavender!

31. 3 favorite boy names

vincent, jason and lucas!

32. 3 favorite girl names

emily, charlotte and hollie!

33. favorite actor?

does tomska count? i love him so much LOL

34. favorite actress?

natalia dyer!

35. who is your celebrity crush?

natalia dyer ROFL

36. favorite movie?

alien now that i’ve finally managed to watch it LOL, before that it was mean girls

37. do you read a lot? whats your favorite book?

now and then. i love the martian!

38. money or brains?

brains! though honestly i don’t really care for both rofl like as long as you’re nice it’s all good i have literally no standards

39. do you have a nickname? what is it?

rai, ari, A, oreo, and literally every single mispronunciation of my name there is

40. how many times have you been to the hospital?

not comfortable with answering that

41. top 10 favorite songs

these aren’t in any particular order but the ones i like really love i’ve put in italics LOL

Willow Tree March - The Paper Kites

Dear Daphne - Clara C

Heart it Races - Dr. Dog

Stay With Me - Sam Smith

Cannibals - Absent Elk

Always - P!ATD

Five Past Ten - Blair

Greek Tragedy - The Wombats

Gasoline - Halsey

Paris - The Chainsmokers

42. do you take any medications daily?

fluoxetine in the morning and melatonin tablets at night

43. what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc)

Gross

44 .what is your biggest fear?

why would this be something i would willingly put on a public site for everyone to see

45. how many kids do you want?

i’m honestly not sure? i love kids but honestly i’m so afraid of fucking it up right now to actually see myself raising any rofl

46. whats your go to hair style?

straightened

47. what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc)

it’s. spacious alright

48. who is your role model?

honestly?? fred rogers LOL i would love to be as kind and as generous as he was

49. what was the last compliment you received?

if i can be well and truly honest i can’t remember but that’s because every good thing goes in one ear and out the other while all the bad shit is like magnetically attracted to my brain

50. what was the last text you sent?

“Next week? Will do!” to my boss asking me to come in next tuesday LOL

51. how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real?

8 i think?

52. what is your dream car?

one that belongs to me

53. opinion on smoking?

not really my thing personally but you do you

54. do you go to college?

not at the moment

55. what is your dream job?

if i ever figure out what the fuck i want to do with my life i’ll hit you up LOL

56. would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs? 

suburbs definitely! living out in a rural area gets super lonely sometimes :(

57. do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels?

nope

58. do you have freckles?

nope

59. do you smile for pictures?

usually yeah

60. how many pictures do you have on your phone?

like 80

61. have you ever peed in the woods?

i’m sorry to say but the thought’s never crossed my mind???

62. do you still watch cartoons?

i watch steven universe now and then

63. do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds?

mcdonalds

64. Favorite dipping sauce?

salsa!

65. what do you wear to bed?

pyjamas! half the time they don’t even match it’s just whatever i grab first rofl

66. have you ever won a spelling bee?

i’ve never even been in a spelling bee

67. what are your hobbies?

art guitar and sobbing uncontrollably at random intervals

68. can you draw?

god i wish

69. do you play an instrument?

guitar and ukulele LOL, i’m hoping to get back into violin and piano at some point as well!

70. what was the last concert you saw?

area 11 in glasgow

71. tea or coffee?

i have no preference honestly

72. Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts?

starbucksss

73. do you want to get married?

it’s a nice thought! but honestly i’m not too sure yet :(

74. what is your crush’s first and last initial?

75. are you going to change your last name when you get married? 

probably yeah!

76. what color looks best on you?

i wish i knew my dude

77. do you miss anyone right now?

not really??

78. do you sleep with your door open or closed?

closed!

79. do you believe in ghosts?

i mean i’ll believe it when i see it LOL, i love paranormal stuff but idk most of it seems pretty far-fetched

80. what is your biggest pet peeve?

people who are too cocky tbh

81. last person you called?

if we’re counting skype it was a group of friends!

82. favorite ice cream flavor?

mint chocolate!

83. regular oreos or golden oreos?

regular

84. chocolate or rainbow sprinkles?

rainbow

85. what shirt are you wearing?

a big ass comfy sweater/hoodie thing LOL

86. what is your phone background?

my dog milo!

87. are you outgoing or shy?

it honestly really heavily depends on who i’m with and who i’m talking to? i just clam up when i’m intimidated by someone like it’s so embarrassing but i guess it’s better than acting like a moron and having them hate you that little bit more rofl

88. do you like it when people play with your hair?

yes!! love that shit!!

89. do you like your neighbors?

ofc! they’re lovely

90. do you wash your face? at night? in the morning?

at night and in the morning

91. have you ever been high?

nope

92. have you ever been drunk?

a handful of times yeah ROFL

93. last thing you ate?

grapes

94. favorite lyrics right now

the first bit of chained to the rhythm’s been stuck in my head for the past week now and i hate it

95. summer or winter?

summer for the warmth but winter for the aesthetic LOL

96. day or night?

day!

97. dark, milk, or white chocolate?

milk!

98. favorite month?

september! it gets super pretty out here around that time with all the leaves changing

99. what is your zodiac sign?

leo!

100. who was the last person you cried in front of?

not counting my therapist i honestly don’t think i’ve cried in front of anyone since first year? unless there’s a memory somewhere i’ve just purged from my mind but i try to keep that shit private rofl

thank you anon!