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[hualianschild]

gambler's den but it's the moments that made me feel like I'm interrupting something

[ask-the-neighbores]

ABOUT THIS BLOG!

Hello, welcome! This is an interactive ask blog for the beloved neighbours in Eddsworld! Let's meet the boys , and then go over some info and ground rules..:

Rules under the cut

This blog will be filled with headcanons, not everything in this will follow canonical events. Not everything is stated as a fact!

For example, this is an a au where JON IS NOT DEAD AND NEVER DIES! Laurel is also still alive!

This blog will probably have swearing, and potentially adult jokes for it is ran by an adult. But there will be NOTHING TOO GRAPHIC AND EXPLICIT. Graphic NSFW asks will be ignored, and there will never be pornographic imagery on here, and no talk about their personal sex lives whatsoever. (For it has 0 relevance to the blog or their personalities!)

This blog might have plotlines and serious moments, but for the most part it's fun! Talk to them, ask them about their lives and what they've been up to, joke around with em go crazy. Anything too weird and personal will be ignored.

If you have a question for a specific character(s), name them!

Compliments and nice comments towards the characters are fine! Heavy thirsting is definitely not prefered and will make them uncomfortable! Please don't do it!

Do not call them things like femboy, associate them with any fetish, and do not call them any slur PLEASE and thank you.

Though there isn't a written down script or story, you can create one through asks! Characters may react how they will, perhaps even go offline. But they'll always be back :)

Guests are also a possibility, but will not be permanent

⚠️ WARNING I check blogs. Weirdos and bigots, proshippers and all. Do not interact. If you are a (not actually gross) NSFW blog, I recommend anon eitherway! This doesn't just mean p*rn, but gore too please (especially to keep minor viewers safe!)

I may add things later, but these are the basics! Enjoy your stay, if you *dun dun dun*.. dare.

[breadguybutfruity]

well hello there! i am back with my questions! I know my questions are strange but I really like your characters and their anatomy First thing's first: how much of an actual heavyweight toast guy is? (specifically in kg) 2-Do they eat bread for breakfast? Bacon maybe? 3-A better question: do they even need to eat or sleep? Or no? 4-Did toast guy and bread guy fight? im not saying in an argument, hands to hands, or hands to axe XD, If so, did toast guy spare bread guy? 5-Does toast guy go to the gym to get stronger to fight bread guy? because if so that would be funny 6-I really appreciate your work, and recently, i've come across a project of your's about some type of show and an animation you did of it, will you continue with it furthermore? because i've really liked the idea of it I am looking foward to your work, thank you for your attention and sorry for the walls and walls of text

wowie thas a lot!

I am not all that smart when it comes to numbers, honestly. Like i make guesses that are WAYY off soemthing. But 99.8 KG would be a good guess? It took a bit of research tbh on Quora and what not lmao

Though i am not entirely sure if some bread are alive while others arent, even eating non-alive bread (non-anthro) would be a bit morbid (PEA REFRNECE) so they probably skip up on that and eat, like rice or smth

Yes, they do need to sleep, and eat every now and then :P

Bread guy and Toast Guy did fight as kids when toast guy (SPOILERS) killed bread guy's parents they got into a small fight, but since they were young they couldnt hurt esch other much, so toast guy ran off eventually

Doesn't go to the gym but youd be surpsied what swinging around a giant fucking battle axe does to your gains 🔥 THE GRINDDDDDD

Oh, right! I dont wanna reveal too much (if theres any new ppl that dont know much about me) but, yes, The 1st Annual Breadys will be a big event, inspired by The Bloxxys, or the saxxys, except less of an awards ceremony and more of a big event, with multiple happenings and news! at first i wanted it to be 3d but- imma be real with you- 3d animation is hsrder than 2d, riggify is complex, but i do have a good model down. I am nor even sure when ill get to making it, becuase school is CRUSHING MY ASS rn, esspecially with the end of elementary school (im 8th grade btw, serbia has a diff. schooling system then america and what-not) so im having trouble fitting in time to work on my little thingies, but rest assured, its VERY amitious, so i may have to tone down my own expectations (and probably get to writing a script...)

[endlessthxxghts]

I’VE GOT A FEW THINGS TO SAY, SO PLEASE BUCKLE UP. 

ONE, 

“You doin’ alright over there, Grandpa? Jav, you just have to give in and get glasses, you know you can’t see anything, stop trying to fight it.” I SWEAR… IF YOU END UP WRITING JAVI GETTING GLASSES… THAT WILL SERIOUSLY BE MY CAUSE OF DEATH. LIKE- YOU WROTE THIS SO EARLY INTO THE CHAPTER, YET I’M STILL THINKING ABOUT IT. PLEASE- 

TWO, 

“Well I appreciate you just not going straight to shoving your dick into my ass, very gentlemanly of you.” You joked, trying to calm your nerves with your sarcastic wit, Javi practically snorting at your comment.  The dialogue in this chapter? I am a SLUT for books that follow the realism style. Don’t get me wrong, I love fiction, but reading in that realism style ALWAYS gets me. It doesn’t feel forced, nor does it feel scripted. It feels natural, it feels like a real conversation that just flows and not one that was curated in a writer’s room. Reading their conversations just makes me cackle because it’s legit something I’d say or quip back to my partner LMAO.. especially this line omg. I would absolutely ease my nervousness by saying something completely out of range for the mood 😭. Osita and I are like this fr 🤞 LOLOL. This chapter — I feel like — is truly encapsulating the taunting yet sickeningly in love relationship they’ve created. In other words, they just fit. ALSO ALSO this part adds to what I said above, and I’m absolutely fucking shitting myself rn: This time, it was Javi’s turn to connect the dots, taking a moment to wonder why you were so worried about making him upset before putting the pieces together, his prediction making him clench his jaw in frustration. “Paul wanted to do it and you said no and he was a fucking asshole to you about it, wasn’t he?”...“How… Javi, how did you-”  See what I mean by sickeningly in love? He knows her, and I’m absolutely fucking shitting myself rn. Another note: FUCK P**L.

AND THREE,

Javi bent back down, the dog immediately rolling over on his back and exposing his belly for Javi to pet as he reached towards the dog’s neck, gently tugging at the tethered collar under his tangled fur to read the poorly engraved tag attached, letting out an even bigger sigh and shaking his head in disbelief at the name…Bear.  “You already let him on the bed, didn’t you, Jav?” - “.... Maybe.”  This was so perfect. Bear, the dog already being attached to Javi as soon as he entered the room, Osita immediately giving Javi shit for the ironic turn of events, Javi absolutely falling in love with the dog… I’m sobbing. BEAR PEÑA😭😭😭 

Remember the conversation we had a little while back where I was saying how Chapter 6 was my absolute favorite but I just had a feeling this chapter would become my new one? Well, yes, hello.. Chapter 17 has taken the cake. 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

Also, my guy. Don't even get me started on the fucking smut. You killed me, resurrected me, just to fucking obliterate me again. Fuck.

Chapter 17- No Ifs, Ands, or Butts

Summary: You and Javi are continuing to make progress on building your new house, until a few distractions are thrown your way that you definitely weren't expecting.

Word Count: 12.3K (how bad is it that I'm like, wow! What an average length for a chapter! Well done, me!)

Warnings: SMUT (18+), HELLO, STRAP IN EVERYONE. unprotected p in v sex (wrap it up irl pls), romantic? ANAL (you guys, I'm sweating), vaginal fingering, anal fingering, oral (f receiving), rimjob (f receiving), creampie, praise kink, breeding kink, insecurity but Javi being our consent KING and literally taking such good care of you (but would we expect anything less?!), Javi with dogs (hehehehe), everyone say thank you to our favorite village idiots Carter and Miller for helping out Javi and Osita (you'll see!!)

A/N: If there are two words to sum up the plot of this chapter, it is butts and dogs (if you watch Bluey, yes, the puppy is named after Muffin LMAO) 💀 I am so sorry this chapter took FOREVER, 1) Life has been crazy busy (parent teacher conferences sucked the life out of me for like a full week), and 2) I would be lying if I said I was not shakin' in my boots to post this bc I have never written legit butt stuff smut (say that 3 times fast) before and I know it's not everyone's cup of tea, so if you don't wanna read this chapter/skip the smut I will not be offended at all!! Also for my non-American friends, Home Depot is like a giant hardware store (that also sells hot dogs that absolutely slap) Okay, that's all, love y'all more than words, forehead kisses for all of you!! 😙 also please laugh at the name of this chapter I thought it was funny as hell, I'm crackin myself up

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“Okay, we have paint samples, countertop samples, carpet samples, sheets of drywall, toilets that are ordered can come get picked up on Tuesday, and we can let Danny know they finally have those screws he’s been looking for back in stock. That’s everything, right? Please say that’s everything.” You sighed, going over your home project to-do list for what felt like the 47th time before exiting out of Home Depot for what also felt like the 147th time this week. 

What had started as a plot of land and and a head full of ideas was slowly but surely becoming reality as progress on your new home came to fruition- as winter faded into spring, your house began to grow and change with the seasons, bare bones wooden beams and dirt of a few months ago now becoming walls, floors and roofs of the new place you’d spend forever in. While it was exciting to move into the stages of actually deciding what the inside of your home should look like (not just shape and size), it felt like you and Javi had been making a million and one decisions every day related to something to do with the house, and unfortunately, this Sunday night was no exception. 

“No, I think that’s everything.” Javi nodded, scanning over the wrinkled piece of paper in his hands once more. 

“We might as well just start changing our permanent address to this Home Depot. I’m pretty sure the employees are convinced we live here at this point.” You laughed, resting one hand on your hip, the other full of the sample swatches you and Javi needed to look at when you got home. “You sure that’s everything? Honestly, even if it’s not, let’s face it, we’ll be here some point later this week anyways. At least now it’s getting to the fun stuff- Paint and floors is a lot more fun than plumbing and electrical.” 

“I know. We’re almost there, Osita. Danny said 8 to 10 more weeks last time I talked to him.” 

“Over/under on how many more trips we make to Home Depot between now and then. I’m gonna say 56.” 

“You’re such a dork. I fucking hope it’s not 56.”

The two of you made your way out to the parking lot with hands full of goods, the sun slowly beginning to set behind the other buildings of the shopping center- a Chinese restaurant, a laundry mat, a building that had been under construction since your frequent trips to Home Depot began, and a pet store. 

You and Javi had tried the Chinese restaurant once, a few bites in simultaneously agreeing it was 100% the worst food you had ever had, never needed to go to the laundry mat, and god knows what the mystery building was getting turned into. You had, however, always wanted to go into the pet store, knowing it would be fun to walk around and look at the animals since it was something you loved doing as a kid with your brothers. But by the time the two of you were done with your hardware shopping, your brain was too fried to ever ask Javi if he wanted to go in and check things out as an entertaining thing to do. Tonight probably would have been no exception to the rule, but that was before you noticed the big sign posted in front of the store reading “Dog Adoption Event Today!” 

You and Javi had both agreed you had wanted to get a dog- that was something the two of you had easily agreed upon early on in your relationship- but like most things nowadays, you were waiting until the house was finished and you were out of the apartment before looking into getting one. You knew that going to look at dogs before the two of you could really do anything about it was a bad idea, but the longer you stared at that sign, the less and less willpower you began to have to keep yourself from running over there. 

“Jav.” You nudged, the two of you almost to Javi’s truck before stopping in your tracks, gesturing over to the pet store. Javi paused next to you, taking a moment to read the bright bold letters of the sign, letting out a deep sigh as he crossed his arms over his chest. 

“Baby, you know we can’t get a dog right now. Believe me, I want one too, but we gotta wait until the house is done first.” 

“I know. Can we just go look? Please?” While your puppy dog eyes were no match compared to Javi’s, you pouted your lip just about as far as it could go, batting your lashes at him with a pitiful frown on your face. You had no idea how Javi was ever going to be able to say no to your kids if he was already immediately caving from your silly, overexaggerated begging, let alone his own sweet brown eyes staring back at tiny versions of him. Regardless, right now, Javi’s lack of iron will was working in your favor, letting out another small sigh, contemplating for a moment before nodding his head in agreement. 

“Fine. But just looking, okay?” He muttered, almost as if he was trying to convince himself as much as he was trying to convince you. 

“Yes! Thank you! I promise, just looking… Probably.” You grinned, changing directions and speed walking across the parking lot towards the pet shop. Javi laughed to himself, shaking his head as he followed behind you. 

“I heard that.” 

As you walked through the front doors of the pet store, you were greeted with the sounds of high pitched barks and yaps, joining the few people gathered by the pen set up to contain the litter of what looked to be a mix of cattle dogs and something shorter and stumpier, the brown and cream speckled puppies bouncing and playing with the toys, blankets, and other littermates in the cage with them. You audibly let out a gasp as you looked down at the pure adorableness of the sweet little balls of fluff below you, squatting down next to the pen to get a better look at the group of puppies. 

“Oh my god, they’re so cute. Javi, they’re so freaking cute. Hi lil babies, aren’t you the most precious things ever?” You cooed, holding the back of your hand up to the cage for the playful puppies to sniff, their tiny bodies toppling over each other to smell you. 

As much as Javi wanted to be tough and strong willed to try and prove a point, you were right- these puppies were the cutest things he’d seen in a long time. Crouching down next to you, he glanced over, giving you the I told you this was a bad idea look that you knew you were bound to get from him the moment you saw the puppies. 

“They are really fucking cute.” Javi sighed in reluctant agreement, bringing his hand down by yours to try and pet some of the puppies through the cage. 

“Oh hi there! I see you two found the puppies!” An employee, an older woman with curly gray hair, smiled down at the two of you, gesturing towards the pen full of tiny, yapping pups. “Are you interested in adopting one?” You and Javi looked up at her, each of you letting out a deep breath before speaking at the same time, your answers lacking unison. 

“No.” 

“Maybe.” You quietly whispered under Javi’s no, letting out a little shrug, eyes darting away towards Javi to spare yourself from the eye roll you knew he was giving you from your response. “No, we’re not…” You finally agreed, giving another pouty, sad look to Javi. “We really want one, but we’re in an apartment right now and are moving into a house soon. We’re waiting until then to get one. Although these guys are making it very hard to keep it that way.” 

“I can understand that.” The woman laughed, a playful grin spread across her face, clearly sensing your willpower about the situation was much weaker than Javi’s. “Well, even if you’re not interested in adopting one right now, you’re more than welcome to pick them up or play with them! It’s good for them to practice being handled anyways.” 

“Don’t have to tell me twice.” Immediately, you stood up, bending over the edge of the pen to pick up one of the puppies closest to you, cuddling it against your chest as it squirmed and wiggled in your grasp. You sat bag down on the floor, cross legged as you cradled the puppy, eyes almost as wide and sweet as the dog you were now holding. “What’s this one’s name?” You asked the woman, carefully setting it down between your legs to let it bounce around. 

“That one is Muffin. He’s a feisty one, but a sweetheart.” She beamed, slowly bending down to pick up one of the stuffed toys in the cage, handing it over to Javi. Before you knew it, Muffin was scooting out of your lap and bolting over to Javi and the plush rabbit he was holding in his hands, making the both of you giggle at his goofy, floppy gallop. Javi held out the toy in front of him, a smile spreading across his face as Muffin bit down into the rabbit, shaking it in his mouth, tugging back at Javi’s grip on the stuffed animal. Any shred of stubbornness Javi was trying to hold out on was long gone, smiling and snickering just as wide as you as Muffin hopped into Javi’s lap, curling up with his toy in his mouth. 

Javi was like a little kid, practically giggling as he grabbed the stuffed rabbit and tossed it along the floor, watching Muffin slip and slide across the linoleum before pouncing on the toy and trotting back to Javi with it in his mouth. 

“Good boy! You’re smart, aren’t you?” Javi grinned, tugging at the toy before looking back at you and your look, screaming, So much for just looking, huh? without having to say a word. “He is really cute.” Javi admitted, trying his best to keep his composure from completely crumbling. The two of you stared at each other for a moment, giving each other the look that made you seriously contemplate if you were going home with a puppy today, until you looked back down at Muffin, now hunched over Javi’s foot, pee dribbling down his shoe. 

“Oh shit!” You grimaced, reaching up to pick up Muffin mid-stream, scooting him over to finish peeing on the floor instead of on Javi. 

“Oh my goodness, I am so sorry!” The woman gasped, grabbing some towels next to the cage, handing them off to Javi for him to wipe the pee off his shoe. “That is the thing with puppies, the potty training does take a while.” 

You were trying your best not to burst out into laughter as you picked Muffin back up, putting him back in the pen with the rest of his brothers and sisters, giving Javi and apologetic shrug at his current circumstances, knowing it was not helping your in any way shape or form to bring a puppy back to your apartment. “No it’s all good, no worries.” Javi smiled, wiping off his shoe with the towel and giving it a quick shake with a reluctant sigh, grounding him back in reality. 

“Can’t be any worse than stepping in a pile of cow poop.” You teased as Javi looked down in disappointment at his shoe, finally beginning to shake his head and laugh along with you. “Alright, you win, Mr. Reasonable. Muffin has made a very good case for no puppies at the apartment.” 

“Eventually baby, I promise.” Javi smirked, giving you a little nudge, the two of you waving goodbye to the cuteness corralled in the kennel behind you, finally making your way back to the car after your detour. 

Well… So much for that plan.  

“What about this one?” 

“Baby, I don’t know, at this point, they all just look like the same color.” You sighed, slumping your hand in your face, resting your elbow on the kitchen table where you and Javi sat, paint swatches spread across the wooden surface, among scattered samples of carpet, countertops and backsplash tiles. “I don’t think my brain can make any more house decisions tonight.”  

“Me either.” Javi huffed, reaching across the table to organize the paint sample cards into a pile next to the stack of other house things that now seemed to have a permanent home with you during dinner time. “I had no fucking idea there were so many goddamn shades of beige.” 

“It definitely doesn’t help that we’re trying to just pick through different shades of brown instead of fun colors.” You laughed, gathering the samples in front of you and stacking them in Javi’s pile as he stood up, pushing in his chair and making his way to the other side of the table where you sat, coming behind you to drape his arms over your shoulders, pressing a soft kiss into your hair as you leaned your head back into his chest, wrapping your arms around his to pull him closer. 

“Fun colors? What, you wanna paint the house purple, Hermosa?” Javi smiled, giving you a little shake in your chair making you giggle. 

“No, you dork. I was actually thinking more hot pink or neon green.” You retorted, giving Javi a nudge back tiling your head up towards him. “No, I don’t know, I know we want something neutral through the house but like, it’ll be fun to pick cute paint colors when we have kids and stuff.” 

Javi squeezed you a little tighter, his heart warming at the thought of when they’d get to do this again when there were actually kids in the picture to fill the empty rooms of their house. No matter how many times you and Javi talked about it, he was sure he’d never get over the fact that you wanted to have a family with him. It was a dream that had come and gone for him all those years ago, resigning himself to a life of simply surviving, even after he had returned home to Laredo. But now, the fact that dream was in reach, and undoubtedly in the near future had him beaming, knowing there was no one else in the world he wanted to spend the rest of his life and build a family with beside you, and that for some reason he still couldn’t quite comprehend, you felt the same way. 

While you had agreed that you would wait until you were married and your house was completely finished before you started trying and your birth control made its permanent home in the trash, with every day that he got closer to marrying you, finalizing your house and starting the newest chapter of your lives together, Javi couldn’t help but feel a want, no, a need, to start a family with you- to fulfill a purpose he so desperately craved to be a father. 

“Well…” Javi grinned, leaning back down to kiss your neck, his pecks becoming much more tender and slow with each press of his lips, “you could let me put a baby in you right now, and we could pick out fun paint colors along with the borning brown ones. Got a lot of rooms we need to fill and paint, Osita.”

“Javier Peña! You are a menace! You have to stop with the baby talk, or I swear, you’re about to make me cave in and crumble. You are testing every ounce of willpower I have.” You sighed, shaking your head as you looked up, entranced by Javi’s sweet brown  eyes and their powerful effects. 

While you and Javi both had undeniable cases of baby fever ever since you had gotten engaged, there was something about knowing you were about to have your own house with 4 extra rooms, solely built for the purpose of being filled with your kids that drove you, and even worse, Javi, absolutely crazy. In the past few weeks, the house had taken shape enough to finally have rooms that actually looked like rooms, Javi making it a point every time the two of you went over to check on progress, to point out just how good the spare bedrooms looked, like he was the most proud of those 4 extra rooms more than any other space in the house.   

The irrational part of you would have given him a baby yesterday, but the rational part of you knew you wanted to be married and have every last inch of that house finished before you brought a baby there. But every time Javi saw those bedrooms, looking at you with that big, goofy grin on his face for his children that didn’t even exist yet, oh god, did it make you want to say fuck it to every ounce of rationality you had left. 

“I think you have baby fever worse than I do, Jav. And that’s saying something.” You teased, reaching up to scrunch his cheeks. With another little giggle and content sigh, you pushed yourself up out of your chair, coming around the back of it to get the slightest running start to jump on him, full koala style, wrapping your arms and legs around his broad back, making the two of you burst out in laughter as he spun you around while you nuzzled your face in the crook of his neck, covering him with little kisses. “I love you so much. You’re gonna be such a good dad, you know that?” 

“I love you too, Osita. I hope I am. I want to be.” Javi sighed, a hopeful half smile pursed between his lips, causing you to cup both your hands around his face, forcing him to look at you. 

“You will be. I promise.” Tilting your head in, you pressed a soft, tender kiss onto his lips, lingering just a little longer than normal for your added reassurance. “Alright, I gotta get down now though, we have dishes we have to put away, and I have to shower tonight since I have a staff meeting tomorrow morning before school and I don’t wanna have to get up earlier than I need to.” 

“Un beso más (One more kiss).” Javi smiled, gripping a little tighter on your thighs wrapped around his legs, refusing to let go until you fulfilled his request. 

“Solamente un beso más? Por qué no dos? Tres? (Only one more? Why not 2? 3?)” You giggled, one of your hands running through the thick curls of his hair, while the other traced soft circles along his jawline. 

“Me gustaría darte todos los besos, Osita. Te daría cualquier cosa. (I’d give you all the kisses, Osita. I’d give you anything.)” Leaning in, your mouths met again in a soft and sweet moment, a kiss that felt like he meant it- He would give you the world if you asked for it, and then some. 

“God, I could kiss you forever. Alright, Romeo, put me down, we got things to do, and if you don’t, I know for a fact none of those things are getting done.” 

“Fine.” He sighed overdramatically, letting your legs fall to the floor as he released his grasp. “I’ll clean up dinner and you can go take a shower.” 

“I can help with cleaning up, Jav. You made dinner, the least I can do is-” 

“Go get your ass in the shower. I’ll clean it up.” He smiled, planting a kiss on the top of your head before gesturing towards the bathroom, making you cross your arms over your chest with an unseriously stern look on your face. 

“Are you trying to tell me that I smell? Rude. Sure you’re not the one who needs to shower after your foot got covered in piss?” You raised an eyebrow at him, trying your best not to laugh. 

“Go shower, you dork.” Javi chuckled, giving your ass a playful slap as you parted ways, sticking your tongue out at him as you disappeared down the hallway and into the bathroom.

After a long, and even hotter shower than usual (considering you didn’t have to account for Javi’s temperature complaints), you wrapped yourself up in your towel and headed back to your room, where you found Javi laying in bed, reading one of the books you had been teasing him about for the past few weeks as it sat on his nightstand, unopened, even though he insisted he really was going to read it soon. As if the fact that him finally opening up and reading the book wasn’t enough to taunt him about, the way his face scrunched as he squinted at the pages certainly was. 

“You doin’ alright over there, Grandpa? Jav, you just have to give in and get glasses, you know you can’t see anything, stop trying to fight it.” You giggled, your appearance in the bedroom catching Javi’s attention, making him rest his open book over his stomach. 

“I don’t need glasses. I can see just fine. I’d look stupid in them, anyways.” He grumbled, refusing to admit that you were right even though he knew just as well as you that his eyesight was definitely not what it once was. He let out another sigh, dogearring the page of his book and setting it on his nightstand, his grumpy demeanor quickly shifting as you gave him that playful smirk you always did when you wanted to rub something in to prove your point. You let out another laugh as Javi rolled his eyes at you, shifting himself on the bed to lay on his side, face resting in his palm with those sweet puppy dog eyes that never left your sight any time he watched you get ready, even if all it meant was putting on one of his oversized shirts and sleep shorts to go to sleep in. 

“Yeah, okay.” You replied, your voice oozing with sarcasm. “And you wouldn’t look stupid in glasses, you look hot in anything, and I’m sure you would look extra hot with 20/20 vision.” 

“Pendejo…” 

“You love me.” 

The two of you laughed as you shuffled through the drawers of your dresser, pulling out one of Javi’s t shirts to wear to bed along with a pair of underwear and cotton shorts, piling the clothes next to you as you unwrapped your towel drying yourself off once more before letting it drop to the floor so you could change. You could see Javi’s reflection staring back at you, more specifically, your ass in the mirror, an awestruck and lustful look growing in his eyes as you reached over to pick up your shirt. 

“I can literally feel your eyes burning a hole through my ass, Jav.” You sassed, smirking back at him through the mirror as you watched him bite down on his lip. 

“Fuck, I love your ass so much, you know that?” Javi rasped, his tongue gently darting between his lips, eyes still locked on your behind. 

“Yes, Javi, you are very adamant about letting me know how much you love it.” You snickered, slipping his shirt over your head, followed pair your pair of underwear, opting to completely forgo your shorts to play into his comment. You crawled up into bed next to him, nudging him over so his back laid on the mattress and you laid on top of him, pressing a soft, slow kiss against his lips as his hands roamed down your back, sneaking under the hem of your shirt to knead the soft flesh of your ass, letting out a low groan as your mouths met. 

“Because it’s fucking perfect.” He hummed, gripping his fingertips even deeper into your skin after sliding them under the thin, cotton fabric covering it. 

“Wow, someone’s in a mood about my butt tonight. Didn’t know your giant t-shirt and my plain ass underwear was really doin’ it for ya.” You joked, a little grin spread across your face as you ran your hands through Javi’s hair before sliding them down his face to cup his jaw. It didn’t take long for you to realize that the look on Javi’s face had quickly turned from one of lust to deep thought, his brow scrunched and nostrils flared, making you tilt your head in confusion. “What’s wrong?” You asked, immediately noticing the shift in his demeanor. “You only get that look when you’re really thinking hard about something, or you have to fart and you’re trying to hold it in, and I’m really hoping it’s not the second one.” 

Your comment was enough to snap him out of his own thoughts, making him shake his head as the two of you laughed, Javi still holding back slightly as his eyes shifted down towards the mattress, practically hearing the gears in his brain turning, when all of a sudden, it clicked with you. 

Oh shit. 

The combination of his stare down and silence told you everything you needed to know. 

You tilted his chin back up towards your face, a curious smirk stretched between your lips as you raised an eyebrow at him. 

“You wanna fuck my ass, don’t you?” 

Your voice was sweet and sultry, immediately making Javi’s face go blank in shock that you had connected the dots before he had even said anything. You could hear your heart pounding in your chest almost as loudly as Javi’s, a nervous swarm of butterflies filling your stomach as you waited for him to respond. 

You’d be lying if you said you hadn’t thought about it before. There had been plenty of times that Javi had put a thumb or fingers in your ass when he fucked you from behind, and holy shit, did it feel good whenever he did it. You’d honestly debated bringing it up before, but there was a part of you that could never bring yourself to do it because you never had, and you couldn’t help but feel nervous about it. 

It wasn’t that you didn't trust Javi- You’d trust him with your whole life without a second thought. There had never been a time since the moment you first had sex that your comfort wasn’t always his first priority. But with how full Javi felt inside you with just a thumb or a finger, couldn’t help but make you feel a little worried with how big he’d feel with his whole dick inside your ass. 

You also couldn’t help but feel a preemptive guilt if it ended up being too much and you had to ask him to stop, not that he would ever make you feel bad about it, but still, you couldn’t help but play out worse case scenarios in your head. But something about that look in his face as he stared you down in the mirror and head turning deep in thought was enough to spark that little flame of confidence you had brewing and beat him to the punch. 

“Hermosa…” He paused, the Adam's apple of his throat bobbing as he gulped, taking an anxious deep breath. “Baby, I-” 

“Do you?” 

The tightened grip of his fingers in your ass, gentle nod of his head and the low groan releasing from his chest was all you needed to know to figure out the answer to your question without even needing Javi to say a single word. His free hand mirrored yours, cupping your cheek as the two of you locked hungry gazes with each other, Javi now finally working up enough confidence to respond. 

“I want to so fucking bad.” Javi rasped, his dark brown eyes filled with a mix of desperation and need for reassurance. “But if you don’t want to, I don’t ever want to make you do something you’re not comfortable with. I promise, I won’t be upset about it at all.” The confident facade you had been fronting quickly began to crumble, your body flooding with a combination of nerves and excitement. 

“I do, I just- I- I’ve never done it before.” You weren’t sure how your voice had gotten so small and meek- maybe it was the reality of what you were about to do setting in at a rapid pace. Something about the sweet, soft innocence of your voice already had Javi hard as a rock, using every ounce of willpower to keep his composure, considering how even just the thought of even getting to put his dick in your ass already had him on edge. 

“That’s okay. Like I said, it’s only if you want to, baby. We can take it slow and if it’s too much, I’ll stop, no questions asked.” 

You could feel your head beginning to gently nod in agreement as Javi’s thumb rubbed soft circles on your jaw, a little smirk forming between your cheeks while your heart raced at a million miles per hour, almost feeling as worked up and nervous as the very first time the two of you had sex all that time ago. 

“I want to.” You whispered, letting your lips meet his in a tender and ferocious passion, muted moans escaping from each of your parted mouths. 

“You’re sure? I don’t want you to say yes just because I want to.” And fuck, could you feel how badly he wanted to, his fully hard dick straining against the fabric of his sweatpants, heavy against your thigh. You were no better despite your nerves, the cotton fabric of your underwear absolutely drenched already without Javi even touching you. 

“I’m sure. I promise.” 

A low groan rumbled deep in Javi’s chest as your mouths met again, Javi flipping you over so your back was flat against the mattress, letting his hands roam along your body while his lips traveled down your neck and collarbone. “I’m gonna make you feel so good, sweet girl. Gonna take my time with you, okay? I promise I’ll make sure you’re ready.” 

“Well I appreciate you just not going straight to shoving your dick into my ass, very gentlemanly of you.” You joked, trying to calm your nerves with your sarcastic wit, Javi practically snorting at your comment. 

“Jesus fucking Christ…” Javi whispered to himself through his laughter, resting his head on your chest as he looked up at you in amusement. 

“Sorry, I’ll stop and let you get back to business.” Javi lay frozen, still staring up at you with his head cocked to the side, eyebrows raised. 

“Osita, you know I love you very much, right?” 

“Yes.” 

“And that since we’ve been together, I’ve learned a lot of things about you? 

“Also yes.” 

“So you know I can tell when you’re nervous about something, right?” 

You let out a defeated sigh, crossing your arms in stubborn defiance, not wanting to admit that you knew Javi’s suspicions were correct. You waited a moment, and with a little frown pursed between your lips, you finally gave in. 

“...Yeah.” 

Javi rolled over next to you, draping one arm over your waist, the other holding his chin in his hand with his elbow propped up against the mattress, his tender gaze locking with yours, filling you with a sense of calm and reassurance you were convinced nothing else in the world could. “Osita, talk to me baby. What are you nervous about?” 

You flapped your arms up before planting them over your face, burying your head in your hands in embarrassment, your words muffled from underneath your palms. “What am I nervous about? Not to stroke your ego any more than it needs to be, but you have a huge dick, Jav. I’m also guessing this isn’t your first time, and it is for me, and you being the first giant dick to ever enter my ass has me a little nervous.” You rambled, your thoughts spilling out of your mouth faster than your brain could process them. “I really want to, I just don’t want it to not be good for you or for you to be upset if we stop or- I don’t know. I don’t want you to be mad about it if I’m the reason for- I- I’m probably overthinking it, I’m sorry.” You let out another deep exhale, averting your gaze from Javi’s staring down at the bed. 

This time, it was Javi’s turn to connect the dots, taking a moment to wonder why you were so worried about making him upset before putting the pieces together, his prediction making him clench his jaw in frustration. “Paul wanted to do it and you said no and he was a fucking asshole to you about it, wasn’t he?” 

Your head instantly shot up, swiveling around towards Javi’s agitated grimace, your face almost as shocked as Javi’s was when you had asked him if he had wanted to do this in the first place. “How… Javi, how did you-” 

“That motherfucker… he didn’t hurt you did he? I swear to God if he did, I’ll fucking fly up to Chicago right now and I’ll-” 

“Jav, Jav, cool your jets, killer.” You laughed softly, pressing your hand to his cheek to try and ground him before he really was on the next flight to Illinois. “No, he never did anything. He said that he wanted to and it kinda came out of the blue- I didn’t really want to at the time, especially not with him. He kept asking and asking and I would tell him no and he got so mad about it. Turns out that was around the time he started cheating on me anyways, and became an even bigger dickhead than he already was. But I always felt so guilty, and that it was my fault he was upset because I didn’t want to. I don’t know- I- I guess maybe this has stuck with me way more than it probably should have.” You could feel your voice shrinking, your eyes darting away once again, mortified by the fact that you completely ruined the moment by bringing up your shitty ex and his blatant lack of respect. “Sorry, I don’t know why we’re talking about this I-“ 

Before you could finish the rest of your sentence, Javi’s lips were on yours, swallowing the rest of your words as your mouths met with a passionate intensity, letting his arm wrap around your waist, pulling you in closer, caging his chest against yours. “Hermosa, you know I would never be mad at you about something like that, right? I love you, Osita, you have nothing to apologize for. All I ever want is to make you feel good, baby. Fuck, that gets me off more than anything else. Whatever you want, I’ll give it to you.” 

“I trust you, Javi.” Your voice was barely above a whisper, lips grazing over his, giving him a gentle nod of reassurance. “I want you to.” 

You could audibly hear the gulp Javi had let out, his Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat as he let out a low groan, tightening the grip he had around your waist. “Want me to what, sweet girl? I wanna hear you say it, baby.” His lips began to travel down your jawline towards your neck, hot and wet presses languidly making their way to your collarbone as he tugged at the end of your shirt, snaking his hands up the soft skin of your stomach. You could feel the heat building in your core, letting out a soft moan as his hands palmed at your breasts, rolling your pebbled nipples between the tips of his fingers. 

“I want you to fuck my ass, Javi.” 

With that, his hands were shuffling your shirt over your head, tossing it over the side of the bed before letting his kisses make their way down your newly exposed skin, letting his tongue flick along each nipple before letting his gaze lock with yours, a small smirk spreading across his face. “I promise I’m gonna make you feel so fucking good, Hermosa. Gonna take good care of you, baby, I swear.” 

“I know.” You nodded, staring back at the hunger pooling in the dark brown of his eyes, practically squirming in the sheets of your bed from the throbbing between your legs, feeling the slick almost dripping down your thighs from just how turned on you were. The grin on Javi’s face had become devilish, biting down on his bottom lip as he snaked his hand down your front, tugging at the waistband of your panties, sliding them down your legs before running a finger through your slit, already drenching him with your arousal. 

“Turn around, baby. Hands and knees, okay?” You could hear the subtle smugness in his tone, giving you a playful squeeze as he grabbed your hips, flipping you over face down on the mattress, making you squeal. You did Javi one better, laying your chest flat against the sheets, lifting your ass up in the air and giving it a little shake, Javi’s hands instantly kneading at the soft flesh in front of him, digging his fingertips deeper into your skin, feeling his hot breath hovering over your cunt. 

Suddenly, you felt a long, wide strip of his tongue through your folds, pressing hard and intensely along your clit before diving in like a man starved, lapping you up as he began to eat you out from behind. Each stroke of his tongue was more persistent than the last, the grip of his hands on your hips pulling your heat closer to his face as he licked and sucked at your throbbing bundle of nerves, the mix of your slick and his saliva coating your inner thighs. His feverish pace already had you fisting at the bedsheets, whimpering and moaning as his mouth worked along your dripping core, making you gasp even further when you felt his tongue begin to travel up towards your tight ring of muscle. 

“Oh holy fuck- Javi, oh my god, baby. Fuck me, oh shit.” You whimpered as Javi’s tongue swirled along your puckered hole, dancing around the edges before dipping inside, the sensation making you shudder in pleasure, feeling Javi’s low hum of approval deep in the back of his throat. If that wasn’t enough, one of the hands that had a tight grip on your ass was now collecting the slick dripping from your entrance, his fingers tracing through your folds before pressing firmly on your clit, the added stimulation immediately making the tingle begin to build at the base of your spine. As he worked at your hole, the pads of his fingers circling your sensitive bundle of nerves you could feel your breath becoming ragged, letting out a few more shaky exhales before your orgasm crashed through you, crying out into the soft fabric of the sheets, pleasure and euphoria flooding your body. 

As you came down from your high, Javi let his hands slide gently up and down your sides, pressing soft kisses along your back until he had made his way up your shoulder blades and neck, whispering tenderly into your ear. “Such a good girl for me, Osita. Came so hard letting me eat out that pretty little ass of yours. You want me to keep going?” 

“Fuck yes, oh my god Javi, please.” You whimpered, shaking your head frantically as you looked back at Javi, already sitting back on his knees to lift his shirt over his head before sitting up to kick off his sweatpants and boxers, letting his cock spring free, precum glistening and weeping from his tip, considering how painfully hard he had been since even the thought of getting to fuck your ass. 

You could feel his body hovering over yours, hands sliding up and down your sides before grabbing at your ass again, placing tender kisses on each cheek before leaning over to the nightstand on his side of the bed, pulling out the bottle of lube and setting it next to him. His hands roamed to your core once again, two fingers dipping into your cunt, curling to hit the soft, spongy spot inside you that already had you moaning again. 

It wasn’t long until his fingers were substituted for his cock, running his tip through your folds, collecting your arousal along his length before slowly pushing inside your pussy, already so wet and worked up, that even with sweet sting of his stretch, he still slid in with ease, setting a steady, even pace as one hand dug into your hip, the other reaching over to grab the bottle of lube, popping open the cap with a click and letting the cool liquid drip over your tight hole, making you gasp. You could feel the pads of his fingers pressing at the entrance to your ass, gently teasing you open with one finger, breeching up to his knuckle, the combination of both his finger and cock inside you making you whimper in pleasure. 

“That’s it. Such a good girl. Fuck, you’re already so fucking tight around my finger. You want another one in there, baby?” Javi mewled, prodding his finger deeper into your hole as he continued to thrust into you, his strokes slow and steady, but still punching deep into your g-spot with each thrust of his hips against the back of your thighs. 

“Yes- oh fuck- yes, oh my god.” You weren’t really quite sure how your brain was still even managing to form words at this point, the warm feeling that had been growing inside you spreading to every inch of your body. The pad of Javi’s second finger teased at your tight hole, collecting ample amounts of you slick and lube before pushing in to join the first, the thickness of both of his fingers making you clench even tighter around his cock and digits as you cried out in delight. 

“Shhhhhh, I know, sweet girl. Relájate (relax) baby, I’ve got you.”  

You could already feel your second orgasm starting to build again, heat beginning to bloom in your belly from the rhythmic pounding of Javi’s dick punching against your g-spot and his fingers prodding at the nerve endings of your ring of muscle, already feeling so full from the stretch of both holes. 

“Fuck, fuck fuck- oh fuck- Javi, I’m gonna cum again, fuckahhhhhhh-” You cried out, letting your second orgasm hit you even harder than your first, clenching down around Javi’s cock and fingers as you grabbed at handfuls of your bedsheets, trying to ground yourself as the intensity of your pleasure ripped through you. 

“There you go, Hermosa. That’s it, baby. Such a good girl. Did so good for me.” He cooed, gently pulling out both his cock and fingers, the emptiness making you shutter as Javi pressed tender, soft kisses down your back before making his way up your neck and nipping at your ear. “You think you’re ready for me, Osita? If not, it’s okay, I only wanna do what you want, mi amor (my love).” 

You took another few ragged breaths to compose yourself, unsure how your brain was even managing to function at this point as you came down from your high, trembling in delight. You nodded before you could speak, Javi letting out a low groan as he sucked at your pulse point, his words hot and heavy against your skin. 

“Need to hear you say it, pretty girl. Tell me what you want and it’s yours.” 

“Fuck my ass, Javi. I want you to fuck my ass, please baby.” You whined, whimpering your words against the soft fabric of your sheets, desperate for more, needing to feel all of him inside you in a way you hadn’t before. 

Javi let out an audible groan as he pulled back, letting his hands roam up your body and back to the lube resting on the bed, once again, popping open the cap and squirting some of the liquid into his palm as he fisted his dick, stroking himself a few times before lining himself up with your tight hole. “You promise you’ll tell me if you want me to stop?” 

You shook your head rapidly, fingers already gripping into the pillow in front of you as you braced yourself for Javi to enter, feeling his tip press against your tight ring of muscle. Suddenly, you could feel the sensation of Javi breeching your entrance, making you gasp at just how full you already felt as he had barely made his way inside you. Javi pushed further in, leaving you practically breathless from the stinging stretch of his cock filling you as he paused halfway, leaning over to check on you. 

“Oh fuck me- You okay, sweet girl?” 

“Mhhmmmmmm. Fuck Javi, you feel so big. Holy shit, baby. Oh fuck.” You gulped, squeezing around Javi’s length as he inched deeper and deeper inside of you, your clit and cunt throbbing as he filled you, the newfound sensation making you see stars. You were so focused on how you were feeling, you had barely noticed how tightly Javis fingertips were gripping into the soft flesh of your ass, like he was bracing himself for dear life as he sunk further and further into your tight hole. 

While Javi had found himself in this position with other women a handful of times before, he had never come close to feeling the same way about anyone the way he did about you- He had been dreaming about the day that you agreed to let him fuck your ass, and now finding himself inside you, knowing he would be the first and the last to ever have you like he was right now, had him on the brink of busting any second if he wasn’t careful. Javi had never been more thankful that you couldn’t see his face, because he knew he looked absolutely wrecked and was struggling to keep the ounce of composure he had left as you gripped around his cock like a vice. 

“Javi, oh shit- Javi, you can move baby.” You moaned, adjusting to his fullness, the initial pain quickly transforming to burning hot pleasure as you gave Javi the green light to keep going. After a few seconds, when Javi had said nothing and hadn’t moved at all, you spoke again, thinking maybe he hadn’t heard you. “Javi, I’m good, you can-” 

“I know, I know, fuck- sorry, baby. Jesus Christ- you’re so fucking tight, Hermosa, fuck me. Give me a second or I’m gonna fuckin’ bust right now.” Javi replied, halfway between a whimper and a moan as he firmly grasped your hips, carefully setting a slow pace as he began to thrust in and out of your ring of muscle, shocked to feel how quickly heat was beginning to bloom in your belly once again, his length languidly sliding in and out of your asshole, filling you and striking new nerve endings you had never felt before making you quickly begin to come undone. 

Your legs began to tremble, grasping at the mattress to brace yourself as you felt your clit throb and cunt clench as the coil in your belly tightened further and further, the lewd noises of your moans and grunts filling the room. 

“Javi, fuckfuckfuck, oh my god, baby I’m so close again, holy fuck.” You cried out, as even just the slightest pick up of Javi’s pace had you reeling closer and closer to the edge of your release. Javi freed one of his hands, snaking it between your legs to rub at your sensitive bundle of nerves, already swollen and pulsing from your first two orgasms, and now even more responsive as the pads of his fingers circled against it. 

Javi wanted desperately to hold out for you and make you cum as many times as you wanted to just like this, but he knew damn well the moment you came and clamped down even harder around his cock than you already were, he was a fucking goner and going right along with you. He needed to give you one more before he also came embarrassingly fast, but he couldn’t help it. 

“Fuck Osita, fuck- I’m not gonna last much longer either, baby. Need you- oh shit- need you to give me one more, pretty girl. Cum for me, Hermosa, I’ve got you.” 

With only a few more strokes and circles around your clit, you were cumming so hard, you were honestly convinced you had blacked out. Your whole body shook as you wailed in delight, squeezing around Javi’s dick so hard it was only seconds before he was following suit, letting a ragged groan escape through his gritted teeth as you milked him of every last drop, Javi bracing himself for dear life with the grasp he had around your hips as he finished. 

Javi slumped over you, the two of you breathing so heavily it sounded more like you had just finished a triathlon more than anything else. He let out a deep hiss as he pulled out, taking a moment to admire his work as he watched his spend drip out your tight hole as your body collapsed onto the mattress. 

You weren’t sure how long you had been laying there before you were finally able to wrangle the brain power to speak again, and even then, the only words that you were able to manage were a quiet “holy fucking shit…” 

Javi flopped down, laying on his back next to you as you rolled over, both of your faces bright and blissed as you stared at one another, almost unsure of what to say. 

“Are you okay?” Javi asked, gently cupping your flushed cheek in his palm. 

“Am I okay? Javi… Holy fuck. I don’t think I have ever cum so hard in my entire life. I honestly thought I blacked out there for a second. Baby… That was, fuck, that was insane.” You half laughed to yourself, shaking your head in disbelief. “Are you okay?” 

“I’m fucking great. Holy shit. Sorry I couldn’t last longer, I didn’t think I was gonna go that fast but you felt so fucking good. Thank you, Osita.” 

“Thank you? For what?” You giggled, giving Javi a playful poke on the chest as you raised an eyebrow at him. 

“For this. For trusting me.” 

“Javier Jesús Peña…” You smirked, propping yourself up on your arm to get a better look at him, “I trust you with my life. More than anyone I’ve ever met. I should be the one thanking you for so graciously taking my butt virginity. Wouldn’t want anyone else in there besides you.” 

The two of you burst into laughter, Javi practically letting out a snort as he rolled his eyes at your ridiculous comment. “God, you’re fucking ridiculous. I love you, Osita.” 

“I love you too, Javi. C’mon, let's go shower before your cum sits in my asshole any longer and I get pregnant with your butt baby.” You snickered as you rolled off the bed, making your way to the bathroom. 

“Jesus fucking Christ… Butt baby? Seriously?” He snorted, following behind you, giving you a playful smack on your ass, scooping you up to hike you over his shoulder and fireman carry you to the shower, making you squeal. “You’re so fucking weird.” 

“Weirdo you love enough to put your dick in my ass and make your wife, so that’s on you, Jav.” You giggled as Javi set you down on the cool tile of the bathroom floor, giving him a little shrug before reaching into the shower to turn on the water. 

“And what a fucking lucky man I am.” 

Ever since starting his job at the Laredo Sheriff's Department, Javi had been able to count on a few things every morning when he got into work. Sheryl at the front desk would greet him with a half hearted “Good morning, Javier” , the smell of shitty work coffee would be brewing in the break room, and Agent Carter and Miller already arguing about something stupid at their desks instead of working on anything that actually needed to get done. That’s why when Javi made his way into work on Monday morning and was not greeted by any of those things, he knew his day was getting thrown for a loop- he just wasn’t quite sure how yet. 

“It was their idea, not mine, believe me.” Sheryl grumbled, rolling her eyes as she nodded towards the path to Javi’s office, holding her hands up in defense as if to prove she had nothing to do with whatever was going on beyond her desk. Javi paused, tilting his head and scrunching his brow in confusion at Sheryl before letting out a sigh, and hesitantly making his way back to find out what in the world she was talking about. 

He was surprised by the lack of Miller and Carter’s presence in their desk chairs, and the unusual silence filling the office as Javi turned his head, wondering where everyone was. He peered over the cubicles, looking for any sign of life, until a strange sound caught his attention from behind the door of his office. 

Woof, woof, woof! 

Javi shook his head, convinced he must be hearing things until the low bark repeated, followed by a hush of anxious voices whispering around the corner. 

“Oh no, shhhhhh! Shit, I didn’t think he was gonna bark.” 

“Well it’s a fucking dog, Carter, what the hell did you think it was gonna, do, meow?”

“Maybe he didn’t hear it.” 

“I highly doubt that, dumbass. God, he’s gonna be fucking pissed.” 

“Your idea, not mine.” 

Even though he couldn’t see them, Miller and Carter’s worried whispers were enough to let Javi know he wasn’t imagining the barking coming from behind his office door. Letting out a deep sigh, which sounded a lot more like a groan, Javi carefully twisted open the doorknob to his workspace, only to be greeted by a large, shaggy and very dirty Golden Retriever staring back at him with big brown eyes, happily wagging its tail and shaking excitedly at Javi’s presence. Although Javi had heard the bark from behind his door, it didn’t stop him from doing a double take from the dog now residing in his office, running his hand over his face in a confused frustration as to how and why Miller and Carter had already managed to make his Monday morning a pain in his ass. 

“Why the fuck is there a dog in my office?” Javi half shouted, making Carter and Miller sheepishly appear from around the corner with guilty looks on their faces, avoiding eye contact with Javi as he glared through the two of them, wondering how the hell they were going to try and talk themselves out of this one. 

“Hey Peña, uh, I uh… Listen Miller was the one who brought him in, and he was so cute that I wasn’t not gonna do anything about it and-” 

“Oh, way to throw me under the fucking bus, Carter!” Agent Miller huffed, cutting Carter off in attempts to let the blame completely fall on him. “You agreed we should keep him here so that we could-” 

“Okay, that still doesn’t explain why the fuck there’s a dog in my office.” Javi groaned, cutting off Carter and Miller before they found themselves in a pointless arguing match about how and why there was now a dog happily leaning itself against Javi’s leg, his tail shaking back and forth, completely enamored by Javi. 

It was taking everything in Javi not to reach down and pet him to try and prove a point to Carter and Miller that they had astronomically fucked up the rest of his plans for the morning, but the dog was sure as hell adorable and sweet as could be. 

“Okay, well, I was driving into work this morning, and as I was making my way down that back road past the cattle ranch a few blocks down from here, this guy ran out in the road. Thank God I saw him when I did. I stopped, got out, and he came right up to me, but there was obviously no one with him. He looked relieved that he’d found me. Poor guy is dirty and skinny as hell. He hopped right into my car and ate the rest of my McGriddle which I was kinda pissed about, but I can’t blame ‘em.” Miller sighed, now crouching down to give the dog some scratches on the head before continuing on with his story. “So I went to some of the houses on the street and no one had ever seen this dog before. I called Webb County Animal Control to see if anyone had reported  a missing dog that looked like him, but no one had. I asked if I should take him to the shelter to see if anyone would come for him, but the lady on the phone said if no one’s reported him missing, they probably wouldn’t come for them.” 

“Well tell him what else, Miller.” Carter encouraged, trying to aid in Miller’s defense as he rose back up, standing next to his partner. 

“When I called the animal shelter to ask them what to do, the woman I talked to said the shelter is so full, that if we brought him in and no one claimed him within the next two weeks, that they’d…” Miller trailed off, him and Carter both grimacing, unable to finish the rest of his sentence as he looked down at the gleeful, furry face staring back up at him. “Well, let’s just say that things weren’t gonna look so good for him. I couldn’t bring myself to drop him off, and I wasn’t just gonna fucking leave him, so, I uh- I brought him here.” 

Javi let out a deep sigh, burying his hands in his face for a moment before rubbing his temples, understanding why Miller had done what he did, but nonetheless, still frustrated that now he had become wrapped up in solving a missing dog case. 

“So what? Are you gonna keep him?” Javi questioned, finally giving in to bend down and give the dog a few pats on his side, feeling just how skinny and boney he was as his hand met his belly. 

“Oh no, I can’t keep him. Apartment doesn’t allow dogs. I would if I could.” Miller admitted, rubbing his hand over the back of his neck, feeling guilty for his lack of helpful response. 

“What about you? You keeping the dog?” Javi asked, looking over at Carter, giving him a little shrug, hoping he was the solution to his temporary canine problem. 

“Um, no. Sorry. I’m allergic. He’s cute as hell but my eyes have been itching ever since he got here.” 

“So what, he’s just gonna live here? C’mon you guys, really?” Javi grumbled, now crouching down next to the dog, getting a better look at his begging eyes and goofy grin under his panting tongue, giving Javi a few licks on the face in excitement as his tail began to wag rapidly from Javi’s closeness. 

Javi couldn’t help but let out a little laugh as the dog lapped against his face, wrapping his hands around the dog’s head and giving it a playful rub to get the dog to stop before staring back at the sweet, sad eyes staring back at him. He scratched under the dog’s chin before it was snuggling up next to him, comfortably plopping himself down over Javi’s feet and letting out a content little grumble as his tail continued to thump against the floor in joy. 

Javi closed his eyes, letting out a sigh. A deep sigh. Not because he didn’t like this dog. Hell, not even because he was really that mad at the two office idiots for bringing the dog here this morning. Javi let out a long, exasperated sigh, because he could feel the willpower he had preached to you about holding out on a dog until the new house- a conversation he had just had with you last night- was absolutely crumbling. 

He couldn’t come home with a dog, right? He had just spent all of last night convincing you that the apartment wouldn’t be a good place for a dog. But… that was for a puppy. This was a full grown dog. A calm one, at that. A fucking cute one at that. God, it had been 5 minutes and this dog was already attached at the hip to him, and it was probably fair to say that Javi had gotten just as attached, if not more. Carter and Miller were right, with the shape the dog was in, it really did look like no one had been taking care of him, or had any plans to come and find him, and Javi couldn’t bear the thought of sending the dog off to the shelter, knowing his inevitable fate. 

Fuck.

“Okay, well, do you know anything else about him? Are you sure that there’s no one looking for him?” Javi grunted as he pushed himself back up to stand, trying to keep his cool as he looked over at Carter and Miller, their eyes still peeled to the ground in hopes the lack of direct eye contact would lessen their chances of a complete reaming from Javi. 

“No, boss. Only other thing we could find about him was the little tag on his collar, which wasn’t helpful at all, because it only had his name.” Carter shrugged, peeking up at Javi, surprised by the even keel of his tone. Javi bent back down, the dog immediately rolling over on his back and exposing his belly for Javi to pet as he reached towards the dog’s neck, gently tugging at the tethered collar under his tangled fur to read the poorly engraved tag attached, letting out an even bigger sigh and shaking his head in disbelief at the name. 

Bear. 

Of fucking course. As if the universe needed to send him another sign. Of fucking course the dog’s name was the same as his nickname for you, Osita- little bear. 

Javi couldn’t help but laugh to himself, running his hand over his face once again. “Shit. You sure no one’s looking for him?” 

Both Carter and Miller shook their heads, crossing their arms over their chests in sad disappointment at Bear, laying sprawled across Javi’s feet. Letting out one last reluctant exhale, Javi looked back at the pair, nervously awaiting his response before he spoke. 

“If… If no one calls looking for him by the end of the day… I’ll take him home with me.” 

Carter and Miller’s faces lit up in shock and delight, staring at Javi, dumbfounded by what they had just heard. “I mean… Fuck, well… that was way easier than I thought it was gonna be.” Miller half grumbled to himself, glancing over at Carter, like he was waiting for the other shoe to drop. 

“I obviously don’t have any dog shit at home so I’m gonna have to leave early today to get some, so you two idiots are gonna have to finish up the rest of the paperwork I needed to do this afternoon, we clear?” 

“Yeah, yup- Absolutely. Will do.” The two nodded in agreement, still in shock that the worst they had gotten from their boss from dropping a stray dog off in his office was the rest of his paperwork for the day. 

“Fuck me. Alright, c’mon Bear.” Javi sighed, pushing open his office door, Bear, happily trotting along behind him, tail wagging in delight as Carter and Miller stared back at each other, frozen in shock that they, with very little convincing, had gotten their boss to happily take their furry problem into his own hands. 

If the fact that Bear wasn’t cute as can be was enough to win over Javi, he was also the sweetest, most relaxed dog he’d had ever met. Bear was perfectly content to lay down next to Javi’s desk, letting out content grumbles and sighs as he slept and Javi worked, sprawled out across the floor. Bear also seemed to love everyone he met, joyfully making his rounds around the station with Javi after a failed attempt at leaving him behind in his office, immediately caving to Bear’s sad, lonely whines and big brown eyes from behind the glass of his office window. Around 2:00 PM, after Javi had given Bear the better half of his turkey sandwich for lunch, he found himself just as hungry as that poor dog probably was this morning, deciding to cut his day short to get himself some food, and gather whatever else he needed before bringing Bear back to the apartment. 

Javi thanked whatever higher power that the woman working at the pet store this afternoon was not the same woman he had adamantly convinced last night that he was not coming with a dog, because in the back seat of his truck, sat a dog he was now bringing home. The woman working at the store had helped Javi to find everything he needed for Bear and probably then some, Javi more than thankful for her patience and advice, feeling overwhelmed by what to get for a dog that had landed in his care only a few short hours ago.  

After 2 trips up your apartment stairs to drop off the bed, food, treats and toys Javi had gotten, he made one final trip back for Bear, who had glady hopped out of the truck and followed Javi back to your place after a quick pee on the bush in the parking lot, leaving Javi very thankful the dog had found a spot to relieve himself that wasn’t on his shoe. 

“Well, welcome home, I guess.” Javi chuckled as Bear busted through the apartment door, tail wagging at a propeller like speed as he meandered through the space, sniffing and exploring around the kitchen and living room, before wandering back to the bags from the pet store Javi had set on the ground, giving them a little prod with his snout before sitting next to them, looking up at Javi as if to ask if he could have the food and treats that were inside. “Well… I guess a little more food couldn’t hurt, right?” 

There were very few times where Javi was home from work before you, and when he did, he normally told you before he left, or called you at work to let you know- so when you pulled into the parking lot to see Javi’s truck next to your empty parking space, it was safe to say you were a bit perplexed. You quickly unpacked your bags from your car, making your way up to the apartment, trying to rationalize with your confusion and nerves as to why Javi had beaten you home. As you unlocked your door, you gently pushed it open, now even more confused by the muffled grunts and swearing coming from down the hallway. Dropping your things at the entryway, you quickly began working your way through the apartment to figure out what was going on before you almost tripped and fell over a large dog bed now in the middle of your living room. 

“What the hell…” You murmured to yourself, your brow scrunching in bewilderment as you caught your step over the soft, plushy surface, doing a double take to realize that what had almost taken you to the ground was a dog bed. Looking over, you then noticed the several bags from the local pet store, now even more puzzled as your attention shifted back to the end of the hallway, hearing Javi’s voice as well as the sound of running water and frantic splashing. 

“Goddamnit, will you just stay still please? We’re almost done, bud.” 

Almost sprinting to the bathroom, you pushed open the door to find a pile of towels spread across the floor, Javi kneeling over the side of the tub, shirt absolutely soaked as he held the shower handle towards a goofy, wet, golden retriever dancing around in the other end of the tub as he saw you. 

“Uhhhhhh, Javi… Why is there a dog in our bathtub?” You stood stunned in the doorway, your presence startling Javi as he spun around, dropping the shower handle, making it spray over the walls, leading the dog to playfully bark and shake as it hopped over the ledge of the tub to greet you. 

“No, Bear! Come back here! Fuck. I uh- I can explain, I-” Javi stammered, scrambling to grab the flailing shower head before reaching for the dog to try and wrangle him back into the shower, the rest of his thought cut off by Bear taking one more step towards you before bracing himself for a giant shake, absolutely drenching you as you burst into laughter, wiping your now soaking face with the palms of your hands before reaching down to pet the cheerful dog, wagging his wet tail as he leaned up against your leg. 

You couldn’t help but let the smuggest grin spread across your face, now putting the pieces of the puzzle together. “Bear, huh? You come up with that one?” You giggled, crouching down to greet who you now were presuming to be the newest resident of your household, rubbing his hands over his drenched, furry body, squealing as he licked all over your face. “I thought we couldn’t have a dog in the apartment, Jav, and I hate to break it to you, this is definitely a dog… very much in our apartment.” 

Javi let out a snort, rolling his eyes at you as he reached over to shut off the water, resting his back against the edge of the tub, propping his arms up over the sides as he braced himself to try and explain his current situation to you. “Well…” he grinned sheepishly as Bear paced back and forth between the two of you, his tail swaying side to side as he dripped puddles across the bathroom floor, “I got into work this morning and the first thing I saw was a fucking dog that Carter and Miller had dropped in my office after Miller found him on his drive in.” 

“Which I am assuming is this dog?” You laughed, gesturing towards the giddy Golden Retriever jaunting around the bathroom. 

“Yeah, this one. Miller said that he found him on a dirt road. Called animal control and no one had been looking for a dog that looked like him, and that when he called the shelter, they were so full, that if someone didn’t either come to get him or adopt him in the next couple weeks, that, well… they probably would have to… Fuck, Cater is allergic and Miller can’t have dogs at his place, and I- he’s so sweet, and I couldn’t just let him go so-” 

“So you bought out the better part of the pet store so he could live here with us?” You grinned, raising an eyebrow at Javi as Bear happily sat himself down in his lap, making Javi grunt at the weight of the dog plopping himself down across his legs. 

“I mean… I uh… I-” Javi mumbled, sheepishly looking down at Bear before looking back at you, doing your best to contain your laughter and giggles. “What, Hermosa?” Javi phrased it as a question, even though he already knew the answer- You were never going to let him live this down for the rest of his life. 

“And you thought you needed to be worried about me bringing a dog home without asking.  Does this mean we have a new member of the Peña family?” You smirked, making your way over to Javi and Bear, squatting down on the soaking bathroom floor next to them, pressing a playful peck onto Javi’s cheek as you gave Bear a big scratch. 

“If that’s okay with you.” 

“You’re lucky he’s cute, and you’re lucky you’re cute, too. Yes, of course it’s okay with me. Welcome to the family, Bear Peña.” 

The two of you smiled at each other as you sat on the bathroom floor, a damp and soggy Bear spread across your laps with the happiest and goofiest grin spread over his face, too. While coming home to find Javi wrestling a stray dog in your tub wasn’t exactly how you pictured welcoming the newest member of your family into your lives, in some strange way, it couldn’t have felt more perfect. Getting to grow and share your life together with Javi was all you could ever really ask for, even if that meant a Monday night, soaking wet from a dog bath gone wrong. 

“Okay, well, we should probably dry this goofball off and get his stuff all situated. Poor guy is probably exhausted after all of his adventures today, aren’t ya bud? Do you think we should put the dog bed in our room? I don’t want him to get scared during the night, but I’m not really sure if we should have him up on our bed, ya know?” 

As you pushed yourself up to stand, you waited for Javi’s response, only to be greeted by double the amount of big, brown puppy dog eyes now staring back at you as you turned around. Javi still said nothing, a guilty look growing across his and the dog’s, as you let out a deep sigh, wondering how in the world you were going to build up your immunity to another sweet face that made you crumble. 

“You already let him on the bed, didn’t you, Jav?” 

“.... Maybe.” 

“Like I said, the two of you are very lucky you’re cute.” 

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hey i know you are still in the process of writing it but the concept of an Aeneid TV series has lived rent free in my head for the last three years and i'm obsessed with your pilot. do you have general ideas for what you'd want in other episodes or ??????

omg hello anon...yes absolutely. it's an ep per book rn, and very...weird! i wanted it to be very aware of its genre (the way the aeneid is hyper-aware of its genre & its place within a literary tradition), which makes it hard to write bc. i dont know enough abt film. but thats ok i know cool film people who will help.

also oops this is long . i have so many thoughts,

in short: aeneas is aware of the camera until he isn't (book 12), fama is our narrator (instead of virgil) & she's invisible to p much everyone (until she isn't)

im very very happy to go into more detail abt the pilot bc im deep into it rn (and almost done w my first draft! hooray!) but basically in the first ep fama shifts between being in a fit from 1927 & a toga.

(this is because women who wore togas were prostitutes in rome, n tho i havent got a really good reason to make fama a prostitute i am thinking a lot abt roman plays, the prostitute character, n the subversion of gender roles by having fama be the narrator instead of virgil, whose voice is conspicuously absent from the script).

1927 is when mussolini erects the first part of the monument in the piazza virgiliana, which has 3 statues overall. i think maybe having a quiet background narrative of understanding the aeneid's reception might add to why the aeneid should be adapted in the first place. (on that note, i'd like for aeneas to be middle eastern, specifically turkish, and i picture him with an italian accent. if there are any white brit aeneases im gonna cry.)

in later episodes, fama will probably shift to other places: russia, spain/colonial mexico, etc, which ill decide based on book i think. i also want to embrace some of the cliches (like the tree gushing blood in book 3, or the classic sitcom situation between dido & aeneas in book 4), and make tthem very obvious references to the appearances of said cliches in film & tv.

some things i know i'd like to have for sure: dido only becomes aware of the camera as she dies in book 4; some hbo moments (bc gratuitous violence is the point); playing w aeneas as the dutiful traitor & playing w the inconsistencies in the aeneid in general; an exhausted fama, who has seen this go down so many times; turnus only becoming aware of the camera upon his death (AND repeating aeneas' first words to the camera).

some things im playing w: gods feeling... out of time?? perhaps even having an old hollywood feel/transatlantic accent?? emphasizing time period fuckery (a la asoue except its late republic/early imperial rome & the bronze age)??

i also really want aeneas to feel like a character. a lot of the time ppl think he's boring, and he is, but mostly he just doesn't want to be there.

some excerpts below so u catch my vibe; hopefully this kind of answers ur question. happy 2 write more tho LMAO i love the aeneid and my brain is FULL rn.

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EPISODE NOTES COMING AT YOU RIGHT NOW RIGHT NOW

THIS EPISODE CLEARED MY SKIN WATERED MY CROPS CURED ALL MY MENTAL ILLNESSES YOU KNOW. ALL THAT GOOD STUFF

LESBIANNSSSSSS

This first part is as usual gonna be completely out of order. Anyway

VESPA WAS SO SOFT THIS EP ;; I lover her sm I love her and buddy I love them communicating I love vespa comforting buddy who is allowing herself to be vulnerable for once

Speaking OF, aside from just the fantastic character development for buddy and the point abt her being a narcissist needing to listen to Her Own Goddamn Advice

The parallels between her and nureyev were more prominent than EVER this episode!! Jet suggesting that she leave him in command!! Her bit about her persona only ever having been a mask!! Saying that she's one of the best equipped people to spot an act in progress because she's done it herself for so long!! The obsession with being Good Enough and keeping up that flawless persona!! LIKE MOTHER LIKE SON GIVE ME THIS CONTENT

NUREYEV HATERS GET WRECKED

He had so much good shit this episode. First of all he actually sounded like capital N Nureyev, not ransom or anyone else. Second of all he was so willing to put himself in harm's way for this heist!! He's acting so much like he was when he was younger, desperate to get the job done, insisting he can do it even when it's obvious he's overreaching because he wants it so badly

SPEAKING OF JUNO GETTING HIS SHOOTING ABILITY BACK AAAAAAAAA

I'M SO PROUD OF HIM. HE SOUNDED SO HAPPY. HE SOUNDED SO EXCITED

Also vespa calling nureyev selfish and saying that she bets he's never sacrificed anything in his life?? When I say I shouted OUCH out loud jesus christ

Like okay do I think the debt subplot is gonna come to a head next episode (juno's episode)?? Absolutely. Do I think that nureyev is gonna try to make a break for it with the four items now that they've finished the heist? YUP. Do I also think he's doing it because he's scared and is trying to do as little harm as possible while trying to protect himself? YEAH.

His speech about symbols being all anyone has and just,, ooooof god. God. Someone give this poor man a hug

Also he deffo stole the knife right at the end there huh. "Lost" my ass

Juno being a fucking first rate detective once again mr steel I love you I love you you dumb whiny baby

I love buddy and vespa being so jokingly disparaging of them all T~T They're family and they give each other shit and they love each other!!

Vespa called juno by his name!! Not by steel!! Admittedly I'm p sure it was only to buddy but Still

"You're not the only one on this ship with medical secrets" vespa???? Hello????? WHAT DOES THAT MEAN

Nureyev quoting buddy's line from the end of man in glass a YEAR after she said it to him and after he spent all of MiG quoting mag?? One hit KO to my heart. She's as much a parent and mentor to him as mag ever was and I need SO much more content of the two of them bonding & being mother & son

I definitely need to listen to this ep again at LEAST once. Jesus. Spent the whole thing bouncing up and down and screaming. In fact I think I have given myself a headache by overheating my brain so I will add more to this Later

Thoughts after the fact:

What vespa was saying about nureyev acting differently..... could be read as him being nervous but I can't help but think with him having been talking in his own voice all episode, what if he just wasn't putting up a persona? I don't think it would be much of a leap to think that nureyev in actuality is much quieter than the personalities he wears, but idk, just a thought

This is further to discussions that were had on the tpp adults server but uhh juno is So smart and should have been listened to earlier not just in this episode, but like going back to part one he's been pointing out buddy's questionable decisions she's made to put off this heist for almost the whole year!! Listen to juno challenge cb crew smh

I know..... that jet has been lined up as buddy's successor...... but like idk I feel like that's not a role that suits jet rly?? Yes, he's calm and steady and logical but he doesn't have buddy's strategic mind or charisma, and yes I am saying this because nureyev does and I want this to be plot relevant besides making for interesting parallels

LET NUREYEV TAKE UP THE MANTLE 2020

Second listen notes:

I just. Love buddy sm the way she speaks is so fun to listen to

“How are your children? Which is to say your car”

Nureyev is like, legit so loyal to buddy? He defends her a lot and clearly respects her immensely. Pls kabert can we have mother and son bonding

Buddy and jet’s relationship....... I cry I cry I cry

Like I literally cannot pick out my fav lines from this ep bc there’s SO many of them I’d just be quoting the whole thing

I love. Hearing buddy and vespa just talking though. Ragging juno and nureyev, being sweet with each other, laughing together..... vespa being like “one thing first - I love you :>” healed me

“If our places were switched, what would you say to me?” [CRYING CAT EMOJI]

Juno’s little “Yes, yes! Yes” just, T~T

The fact that buddy gets her advice referenced from every crew member...... jet, vespa, nureyev, and then rita..... not juno though? Idk if that’s because we just haven’t heard from juno yet or ??? idk. Weird though

Listen not to go back to this but jet does NOT sound like he wants the captain role...... and like, even on a meta level I’m not so sure he suits it but like buddy says he hates it when she says it and LET NUREYEV SUCCEED BUDDY 2020

Vespa is so excited abt the prime ;; Like SO excited, which is so sweet, but also I’m very very interested in that writing on the bottom

She’s so SOFT with buddy as well, and so calm...... I’m cry I’m cry she’s just like “okay, so you’ve got a problem, let’s fix it then”

“We’ve all had to put up with juno and ransom [acting like newlyweds] long enough” YELL. The fond family ragging of it all but also jupeter confirmed for completely insufferable

Couple of additional things:

I find.... nureyev’s little speech abt symbols and stuff rly interesting. Idk my running theory abt his debts is that his name is being used as leverage against him with the stipulation being “if you don’t pay, we’ll release your name and face to the public” meaning not only will he be in danger, but brahma as well, if we assume that the GAS has been deactivated since he left. The symbol he left behind is the only thing keeping the citizens of brahma safe - and not even that tbh, it’s only providing the illusion of safety, if this is actually the case. Idk I really wanna get my hands on the script now I think that speech says a lot abt his mental state rn

WHO ELSE ON THE CREW HAS MEDICAL SECRETS VESPA?

I don’t like the sick nureyev theory tbh but ):

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Best of Brio Hitlist: 1x05

Apparently I’m still doing this so that’s cool I guess. 1x05!!! Some absolutely top notch Brio content here, folks. This episode is packed with classics and overall I think makes my series top 10 list but don’t hold me to that bc I have a goldfish memory and there’s easily tons of stuff I’m not thinking about rn. 

More nonsense under the cut. 

Turner’s mustache is terrible how did I not notice how terrible it was before it’s literally all I can see

“Well maybe he didn’t know if Dean could read?” GOD WHY DID THEY SCRAP THIS LEVEL OF QUALITY CONTENT

Another flannel for Annie, still no girlfriend 

AND ANOTHER HOODIE FOR RIO

AND MORE RIO + ANNIE CONTENT

s1 truly was god tier

omfg I forgot Finn Collins was in s1 (if you didn’t watch t100 this is meaningless to you but let me just say it delights me to no end that two separate casting directors looked at that actor’s face and said yep that’s a fuckboy if I’ve ever seen one)

taking a page out of the shows book k and pretending this fake cancer storyline isn’t a thing

RIO!

HIS NAME’S RIO

oooookay

oh is his name Rio??

hEL P

I love slick!Beth and her lying superpower 

“There’s a band aid on my arm and it’s not mine” might honestly be the grossest thing this show has ever done

OKAY SO WAIT I will be the first to admit I pay v little attention to the Boland kids (for real which one is Kenny what is the other boy’s name I don’t even know) but isn’t Jane supposed to be the youngest?? And yet Beth hasn’t had sex since Emma was born???? I’m so confused

serious question does this show have a script supervisor

hello again turner’s terrible mustache

“I’m on Facebook too” tbh Rio seems more like a twitter person to me but what do I know

Before I go all caps, I love how Manny plays Rio cycling through amusement and impatience and irritation so quickly that he’s nearly doing all of them at once while dealing with Beth in the early eps, it’s such a rich performance

WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH SOMEONE LIKE ME

it’s actually kind of weird hearing this line in context, I’ve watched it in videos so much it like, exists on its own

Was lowkey expecting a soundtrack to kick in after he said it and the shot to freeze frame or drop saturation

maybe something by hozier or kaleo

I’m absolutely fcking feral for the way Rio says “right, right” all slowed down and soft

Love how hittin’ it straight up bounces off of Beth’s brain, if Rio hadn’t clarified, how long do you think it would’ve taken her to figure out what he meant are we thinking minutes or would she have like, driven off the road halfway home when the shoe dropped

OH I’M SORRY SWEETHEART TELL HIM WE’RE MAKIN’ LOVE

I love love love how hard that scrambles Beth’s whole brain, I love it with my whole heart, I love how you can see it sink in, see her brain go there and then just b r e a k

Ugh god and that little smile when he ducks out after dropping that grenade what a little shit I love it

And then he leaves and that long shot where she’s like, really thinking about it

She’s totally picturing it

(same bitch)

That feels over the line my b

GOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDD beth and annie giving ruby their cut gets me right in the godamn feels every time I love their friendship so!!!!! much!!!!!!!!!!!

right in the honey nut feelios <- @medievalraven

the extended shot of three of of them laughing their asses off over Annie being ridiculous feels so real, it’s one of those moments that makes the show and their friendship feel so lived in and genuine, like if you’d told me that was an outtake from after they’d cut I’d believe it, it’s pure friends having a moment and it makes my heart do stuff

beth: my life long bff (who you have known as long as you’ve known me)’s daughter is in the the icu I don’t have time to eat

dean: I don’t underStaND?????!!! hOw tHIS is nOT??????!!!!????? aBoUT mE???????!!!!!!!!???????!!????????

sidebar, I miss Beth’s camel coat it looks so soft and lush and comfy 

like don’t get me wrong the black pea coat has it’s advantages as we all saw in 309

but the camel one is so classy, i love it

hello again again turner’s terrible mustache

godDAMN DO I LOVE THIS BETH AND TURNER SCENE

we don’t talk enough about the electric chemistry turner has with everyone he shares a scene with

i mean not dean but who has chemistry with dean, dean has like, negative chemistry. he’s a dampner

all of his scene’s with Beth???? W H E W

with Rio????? *fans self*

can you imagine what that threesome would be like? aside from wildly hot they’d be like a pack of praying mantises at the end all racing to rip the others head of first

it’d be a massacre

but worth it

ahem anyway

AND HE KISSED ME add this line to the list of things I’m absolutely fcking feral over 

Something about Christina’s delivery just does!!! It!!!!!! For!!!!!!! Me!!!!!!!!

Whenever people use it in videos I lose my entire godamn mind

remember when Beth was chill about the word panties

And we close with a flawless use of Phantogram 10/10 I want to send the s1 music supe a gd fruit basket

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30, 36, 99 for unusual asks!

✨ Hello! thank you for sending these in! I hope you didn't feel obligated because of what I put in the tags of the post! But thank you regardless!

whats your favorite candle scent?

oh i have smelled many a candle in my day, but my absolute favorite candle has to be this tri-tiered candle by WoodWicks. it has three different scents in the candle but they all go together because they have the same... smell flavors? i’m not a savant in describing smell so i hope that makes sense. the three scents are Fireside, Redwood, and Sandalwood Clove and together they make the Trilogy Warm Woods candle and with the wooden wick, the flame crackles nicely and oh i miss being able to have scented candles but alas I have a little bird who cannot have such things around. But basically, the candle smells like a sweet smoky campfire! and that is my favorite scent in the world, and the fact they manage it in a candle is just amazing.

sorry, i rambled there kjghgj im very passionate about this candle you see.

favorite movie?

i am very fond of the horror genre, mostly because i have a hypercritical eye of the media i consume, mostly movies, because I have always wanted to work in movie business. my dream was to be a screen writer (bc i write quite a lot and wrote scripts for a play in theater) or a cinematographer, so i’ve done a lot of research on how movies work in terms of camera work, effects and all of that. i say all of this so you know i am very,,, harsh when it comes to movies.

that being said i have 3 movies i would consider to be favorites and one of them i could point out to be my favorite and it is not the best one out of those three lmao.

Oldboy (2003) do not mix it up with the remake, the remake is awful. this is a very VERY good movie, very technically competent, and has a very good story. I would say this is one of the best movies i, as a film buff, have ever seen.

Martyrs (2008) also do not mix this one up with the remake, this movie is not for the faint of heart, very bloody, it’s ... basically torture p*rn in my opinion. it’s fucked up. do your research about it before watching it if you do. this movie kind of lacks a bit in the visuals and effects in some parts, (that’s if youre paying attention and not getting completely squicked out by what’s happening) but also a very competent movie, with an interesting plot and a very compelling ending that shook me to my core. it actually took me watching it twice to understand the gravity of what it meant lmao

Scream (1996) i mean i don’t have to say much about this movie as most people have seen it and it is a classic. this is what i would say is my favorite movie out of all three just because of the character development through the movie and the entertainment value. if you haven’t seen it, i definitely recommend you do. even if you’re not a horror fan, it’s worth the watch, it’s really not scary, it’s technically a slasher flick and they almost exclusively use practical effects so it’s just fake blood everywhere. lmao i think it’s on netflix right now. 

i have so much ghost face memorabilia i literally have a ghost face mask hanging behind me and i commissioned this like three-foot tall poster that’s holographic and beautiful i framed it with a big fancy frame too lmfao

okay sorry for rambling again. that’s just another passion of mine that i dont get to talk a lot about,,,

what is your zodiac sign

my sun is aquarius, i am a cancer moon, and a saggitarius rising!

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is that [KIM NAMJOON]? no, that’s just [JACKSON SUN]. [HE] is [TWENTY-SEVEN] years old and is a [SCRIPT SUPERVISOR]. rumor has it they’ve been in town for [TWELVE YEARS / ONE MONTH]. on a good day, they’re [INTELLIGENT & RELIABLE]. but watch out! they can also be [DETACHED & STUBBORN]. [HOLLYWOOD BY MARINA] plays in my head whenever i think of them. can’t wait to see them around springhill! [amy, 20, est, she/her] 

hello, my friends ! it is i, amy. excited to bring in namjoon. excited to have marina’s name on the roster page now. excited in general ! also ! almost forgot ! if ur following this blog and ur “?????” it’s bc it was once dante’s and i j,, repurposed it !

quick facts:

full name: sun hei (korean) / jackson giorgio sun (western)

date of birth: september 19, 1992

*does not perfectly reflect the below big three zodiac chart because that’s too much math

zodiac big three: virgo sun, cancer moon, capricorn rising

gender & pronouns: cis man & he/him

sexual orientation: demisexual (capable of falling for any gender tho)

education: bachelor’s in cinema & media studies from usc

enneagram: 4w5 (?)

mbti: intp

moral alignment: true neutral (?)

background:

triggers: none we luv that !

let it be established right here and right now. that jackson’s dad is probably more interesting than he is.

his parents moved to boston and landed... in an italian neighborhood... which was just absolutely awful. not because of the italians......... but bc jackson’s dad decided he wanted to be italian.

so when jackson’s mother got pregnant, the deal was this: he would have a traditional korean name, but he would also have a western name and something very italian NEEDED to be in there SOMEWHERE. so she got to choose his traditional name all by herself. and he got to choose jackson’s middle name, giorgio, all by himself.

they also agreed that he would be raised speaking korean around his mom, english in schools and such, and..... VERY BROKEN ITALIAN around his dad bc... duolingo didn’t exist yet but... the ppl in his neighborhood who actually managed to put up w him DID.

anyway, jackson’s life after... being born was pretty uneventful! a lot of cultural mixes... only one of them was rly lame bc he was a man who desperately wanted to be italian but just. was not. the man probably cried because he couldn’t grow a mustache. anyway!

his sister was born when he was eight and his mom managed to convince his italian-obsessed dad to move to a smaller town nearby (striking a deal that he could choose her first westernized name and it cld be italian!!): springhill!

jackson’s life remained pretty chill. they learned he had a high iq and almost perfectly eidetic memory. he managed to skip two grades, thus graduating high-school at age 16. the following two years were spent taking some community college classes – he decided he didn’t want to go to any Official University™ until he would be the same age as everyone else, but he did want to keep learning!!!

although he was originally attracted to the sciences, various other fields started calling to him as he took random classes (let it be known he learned italian for his dad). what he landed on.. was very unexpected.

he decided he would apply for usc’s film program. 

you see, he realized he was really good at spotting continuity failures

he actually managed to get accepted, so he moved to california when he was 18. it isn’t cheap :\

at 21, he made a connection with an alum and they helped him get started as he began working under various people in the film industry as a pa 

his connection managed 2 eventually get him to a script supervisor who would let him shadow her. 

timeline timeline timeline

at 24, he got his first solo script supervising job. it was a very small indie film, but it was 1) something, and 2) impressive for his age and experience (or lack thereof). he pretty much continued to work for indie films, although they did get slightly bigger as he got more under his belt.

eidetic memory... so helpful.

made it so frustrating when he saw that they used a shot that had a continuity error in it anyway :\

at 26, he landed his first... not big, but bigger production to supervise the script of. it was an excellent step!! and again!! very impressive for his age!! he had his connection and that woman who let him shadow her to thank!!

he’s rly been living the dream!!!!!!!! that spotting the continuity error dream!!!!!!

he returned to springhill one month ago after learning his mother had fallen ill. she recovered, but he figured he’d stick around just a little bit longer because... whew! so nice for things to slow down! but also he’s still paying rent on an apartment he’s not living in so he should go back at some point because that’s also where his job is! you don’t really shoot films in springhill!

voila.

tl;dr

i managed to write a fairly long intro about a character who lived a p chill life. dad liked to think he was italian. was korean. (jackson) skipped two grades. went to usc. eidetic memory made him perfect for being a script supervisor. came back. lowkey wants to stay indefinitely but also doesn’t.

personality:

loves work and working

loves knowledge and learning

READ EVERYTHING HE SAYS IN CAPTAIN HOLT’S VOICE.

WE’RE GONNA FILL THIS OUT LATER FOR RN,,, THE QUICK FACTS AND THE APP SHLD BE ENOUGH 2 SUFFICE!!

connection ideas:

childhood friends

old friends in general

an old partner

very very good friend who may turn crush

bad influence (them on him)

good influence (either mutual or him on them)

UP FOR BRAINSTORMING OR LOOKING AT YOURS!!!!

ok !! like this or hmu if u wld like 2 plot !!

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For the emojis meme: all of them :P feel free to skip the ones you don't like/you're not comfortable answering

☝ - How tall are you? Taller than you :P ✔ - Sexual Orientation; Hetero but occasional doubts🚬 ♒ 🍷 - Do you Smoke/Drink/Drugs: Nah; it makes up for where else I lack in responsibility.😳 - Age you get mistaken for? *MUCH LAUGHTER*💉 - Tattoos:  Want one, or two.✂️ - Piercings: No thank you, TERRIFYING.👌 - Best friend: Soulmate? Yes. Otherwise, no.♥ - Do you like anyone? All the time. 🎤 - Some favorite bands: The Fray, One Republic, The Cab, Maroon 5, Secondhand Serenade🎶 - Some favorite songs: Something More, How to Save a Life, Hello - Adele, Perfect - Hedley, Haven’t Had Enough - Marianas’ Trench😒 - Biggest pet peeve? Lots; people talking when I just want quiet (which i guess in others’ defense, is often but :P)📝 - Story from your childhood. Aah! I just remembered; I HAVE A GOOD ONE! Once, my grandmother, my little sister and I were going around the neighborhood in a walk; my sister was small enough she needed her stroller and I just liked to run and scream like all kids. As we were walking, there was this house’s driveway, across from us where there was a little bird (sparrow sized) and a big raven/crow was sort of attacking it; like sitting on the tiny thing and pecking at it. And the little guy had a small flock that dive bombed the dumb raven occasionally but it wasn’t helping much.So I crossed the street and started yelling. And the big bird took off, only to land on the tree nearby. The little sparrow didn’t because I assume he was hurt a little bit. And so, I tried to lift him up, like with my bare hands and he didn’t really like that so he kinda flew away. to the other side of the street back to my sister/grandma, but flight was sorta awkward.Anyways, silly baby sister picked up “yelling at birds is good” so she screamed a little and it frighted the tiny guy into ducking between this gap in the fence and then we just left; but I was really proud and my grandma was telling me if he could get into the neighbor’s yard, he’d be okay.💬 - I wish…‼️ - Something you’ll change? Lots?💦 - What makes you horny? Muscle boys with their abs and arms...and shitty perceived personalities but their soft insides...  sorry, got lost for a second;🌟 - A wish you’ll wish for? OTPs become canon; LONG TERM: a pet that’s more affectionate when I’m older; meet ya and some other great friends; do something that makes a mark on the world; help someone (pay it forward I guess? 🔥 - Something spicy you like? OTPs ;👃 You hate the smell of …. I’m pretty nose blind; but mint is kinda ick imo.👊 - Something you hate? Much. Humiliation, argument that lacks common sense; being challenged and not being allowed to END THE OTHER PERSON.🚶 - Single💬 💌 - Can we text? Fan mail me? Yes 💍 - Marry me? Practically have. 💘

💭 - Favorite foods? I will eat anything I haven’t eaten recently. In particular? Random selection: Mashed potatoes, instant noodles, sandwiches; the fancy kinds :P☀ - Story about your day. Nah.💘 - Top 5 celebrity crushes? Celebs are dumb; highly disappointed in the ones i can think of in the moment so none🎥 - Top 5 favorite movies? rn: McFarland, USA. Nemo. Digimon.📺 - Top 5 favorite TV shows? Rn: undateable, Superstore.✏ - Random fact about yourself. Extremely hypocritical, ironic considering how much I dislike hypocrisy.✈️ - Where are you from? Canada.🚀 - Where do you wanna visit? Anywhere that’s an away.😍 - Do you have a crush? Unfortunately, yeah.😷 - Something you hate eating? Anything I’ve eaten 4-5 times in the same week becomes gross.🙈 - What makes you shy? Performing a skill I normally like to say I do alright in front of highly respectable people.💃 - Can you dance? No.💏 - Do you love anyone? Nah👟 - Favorite shoe(s) to wear? Shoes are gross, running shoes pleaze. Occasionally, going barefoot makes ya feel like a kid though.🌴 - A island you would visit? Caribbeans are nice but all islands are.🌎 - A country you would visit? Australia; for wildlife.🌀 - Favorite type of weather? I used to think I liked stormy days and now I think I like snow days but it does depend. I like being in the rain when it’s pouring so hard you can barely see because everything’s a little different with different perception, I like snow when you shovel so much it gets you hot and sweaty and you just decide to throw yourself onto it on your back and it’s really peaceful, looking up at the skies, but I also like windy sun days when your hair gets wild and you laugh because everything feels easy breezy.🔮 - Do you believe in luck? Yes.📱 - What kinda phone do you have? Nameless ugly.📅 - Favorite time of the year? April; though fall months are good, April is sort of the light before summer kills with heat📚 - Career goal you want? Psych? Environmental? Script writing? Authoring? Idk🍇 - Favorite fruits? Mango or watermelon🚘 - Dream car(s)? Those sexy shiny all-black cars vroom.🚔 - Have you ever been arrested? That’s too exciting for a goody like me sigh🚼 - Do you have or want kids? Yes and no. Probably, because most people do, we want happiness to share. But no because I don’t got romance and idk that’s my first priority unfortunately.🐶 - Do you own a pet? Birds😔 - Something that makes you sad? Realizing the things that haven’t changed; it makes me fear they never will😡 - What pisses you off? Misunderstandings between people because UGH sometimes life has to be shitty and things go wrong when people don’t deserve the way things happen😈 - Are you a freak? Little bit (:

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♔  A COMPILATION OF TAGS ♔

looked through my likes to find all the tag games i haven’t done :’) some of these tags are from once upon a time so i’m sorry i’m doing these super late. so here they all are in one solid post!

lock screen, home screen, last song, and self tag by @taeverie!

my lock screen has been this taeguk selfie since it was posted, just changed my home to the gorgeous Art of #vante, all time low released a new album pls listen to it and support them, also self tag is dis from the bts concert in march!

more tags under the cut!

url song tag by @hobibliophile thank u!

these aren’t all gonna be kpop :^)

Tell Me I’m a Wreck – Every Avenue

Rain – BTS

I Won’t Let You Go (Darling) – Hedley 

Paint You Wings – All Time Low

TODAY - IKON

Artificial Love – EXO

Elizabeth – The Airborne Toxic Event

Closing Time – Semisonic

Hunt – DAY6

bias vs bias tag by @jung-kookin alkwejrawer this is xtremely late!!

used a random pairing generator :D

chanyeol (exo) vs jungkook (bts) - sorry but guk is bae

dean (solo) vs dowoon (day6) - the baby always wins

taehyung (bts) vs jiyong (bigbang) - aeirawe my ult :’)

dawon (sf9) vs jaebum (got7) - THIS IS SO MEAN I CANT CHOOSE

hwiyoung (sf9) vs bobby (ikon) - why is this so hard

tagged by the hoe @taeverie

HOW TALL ARE YOU? 5′0″ and i fight ppl’s knee caps

WHAT COLOR AND STYLE IS YOUR HAIR? black but im hoping to dye it a lighter color this summer :^)

WHAT COLOR ARE YOUR EYES? dark brown

DO YOU WEAR GLASSES OR CONTACTS? glasses im blind wo them sadly

WHAT’S YOUR FASHION STYLE? depends v much on my mood, i wear a lot of dark colors but on good days i’ll be wearing lighter ones

HOW OLD ARE YOU? 20 rip

DO YOU HAVE SIBLINGS? two younger sisters!

WHAT KIND OF STUDENT ARE YOU? used to be the one that did work ahead of time but i’ve been so caught up in club stuff and tumblr that i just….didnt :)

WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE SUBJECTS? im rlly digging abnormal psych rn and generally all my psych classes :D

WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE SHOWS? i dont keep up w shows anymore but always down to watch brooklyn nine nine and a few animes

WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE MOVIES? awerlkjawer im an avid movie watcher i cant choose but recently HELLO WONDER WOMAN MY GIRL GAL GADOT

WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE BOOKS? fuqqq i havent read a Real Book in so long but i rlly dig The Original Sinners series by Tiffany Reisz, The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern, Anna and the French Kiss by Stephanie Perkins to name a few. so many fics are so good these days that they deserve to be published :’)

WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE PASTIMES? crying about my grades and attempting to balance life and writing

DO YOU HAVE ANY REGRETS? not focusing more on my grades this semester :\

WHAT IS YOUR DREAM JOB? as much as i’d love to be a therapist/counselor, idk how i’d handle that tbh LOL but whatever i end up doing, i rlly do wanna keep writing as a hobby

WOULD YOU LIKE TO GET MARRIED? yes

DO YOU WANT KIDS? HOW MANY? maximum two

DO YOU LIKE SHOPPING? to a certain extent yes

HOW MANY COUNTRIES HAVE YOU VISITED? uhh i took one of those like question things once to count how many and i think it was abt 20-30???

WHAT WAS YOUR SCARIEST DREAM? it wasn’t that scary but as a kid i couldnt sleep after dreaming about people climbing over the walls behind my house and like basically kidnapping my entire family rIP

DO YOU HAVE ENEMIES? not anymore :))))

DO YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND? single pringle

PUT YOUR PHONE ON SHUFFLE. POST THE FIRST 15 SONGS:

no words - the script

tonight - bigbang

her love is my religion - the cab

work this body - walk the moon

hold on - jonas brothers

nothing’s wrong - echosmith

whatever it takes - ron pope

ships in the night - mat kearney

bonnie & clyde - dean

lovin’ it - ariana grande

untitled - simple plan

if you say so - vinyl theatre

wake me up - avicii

bloodstream - ed sheeran

superman - taylor swift

random tag thing by the filthy animals of penetration station @taeverie & @addictedtonamjoon when we should be finishing sports LMAO

nicknames: sam i refuse to reveal the rest

zodiac sign: stuck between aries/taurus but more aries i think?

height: 5′0″ or 154cm if ur an international kid like Me

birthday: april 20

favorite fruit: pineapples and strawberries

favorite season: fall aside from the rain 

favorite book: ill rec a fic instead cause Rich Bitch by mindheist is bae af

favorite flowers: lilies and jasmine

favorite scent: jasmine flowers so presh

favorite animals: puppers and killer whales

coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: t e a

average amount of sleep: usually 6/7 hours 

cat or dog: DOGGO

favorite fictional character: aomine daiki

number of blankets you sleep with: one

dream trip: south africa and greece

blog created: last year??? 

favorite colors: teal and pastel pink

name: samantha/sam

orientation: straight

number of followers: a number that i still cant believe til now :’)

tagging @ohsuga, @nottodayjeon, @sugasweetsubs, @sugaredmarbles, @dailydoseofdia, @jjkfire if you guys want to! and feel free to just select one/two :’D

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TY, Anon!  

Putting this below a cut:

1: when you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk?

NO MILK IS COMING ANYWHERE NEAR MY CEREAL!  Like, I’ll drink milk in a glass, but I’m not mixing it w/ cereal.  The taste makes me nauseated & the texture is awful.  Plus, let’s be honest, most of the time I eat from the box, so…..  

Old Habits Die Hard.

2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day?

Yes & No.  It’s kinda refreshing, but at the same time, sometimes the cold aggravates teeth & jaw pain.  

3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books?

Reciepts, random pieces of paper or napkins/kleenexes, any small object (paper weight, stress ball thing, eraser, pencil, rock, etc.) or piece of clothing  (Beanie, Jacket Sleeve, etc.).

W/ the amount of Bookmarks I have, you would think that I wouldn’t need to do this.  :P

4: how do you take your coffee/tea?

I’m not really a tea or coffee person.  I’m trying to get into coffee more, I guess?  I’ll usually get flavoured espressos or lattes or Vanilla Frappuccinos from Starbucks every now & then.  

I like Raspberry Iced Tea, if that counts?  

  5: are you self-conscious of your smile?

…..I’m basically self-conscious about everything, so, yes.

6: do you keep plants?

YES!  I have no clue what I’m doing, though.  These poor plants.  I currently have some Cacti [took them in last year when the apartment next to ours abandoned them] , 2 Succulents, & a Venus Fly Trap [that I think I killed tbh].  I’m also gonna try to plant a Marigold, again.  

(Sorry for the poor image. Here’s 3 of them.   Ralph [the succulent on far right] is the one I’ve had the longest.  I’ve had him for over a year & a half now.  Here’s how he looked when I first got him.) 

7: do you name your plants?

Yes!  …..But the thing is, I’m bad at names & chronically forget them.  :P  I only remember that I named one of my Succulents  Ralph, my Venus Flytrap was/is Khaleesi, and the Marigold that I tried to grow last year was Kira  (…..as in the Kira from Bleach).  My second try at the Marigold will be called Kira 2.0 .

8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings?

Mainly Writing!  In the past, mostly Poetry.  I’ve been focusing more on Fanfics. lately, though.  I also sometimes indulge in some art.

Overall, poetry probably winds up being the most emotional thing for me and contains the most personal content (at least some of the time).

9: do you like singing/humming to yourself?

Rarely.  I don’t really like the sound of my voice & I get scared people will hear me.  I like to Lip-Sing, though.  

Occasionally I will hum, though.  Usually as a way to try to calm myself & get some nervous energy out.  

10: do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach?

99% of the time I go to sleep on my stomach, 1% on my side.  What I do after I pass out is anyone’s guess.  Some nights I’m very still, others not.  A fair amount of the time I’ll wake up on my back…..which is uncomfy.

11: what’s an inner joke you have with your friends?

“Hot Coals.”

In 10th grade we had to write a skit in English class for the play, “Julius Caesar.”

We were writing a scene & I was trying to lighten the mood, so I came up w/ a few lines that weren’t meant to be added to the script…..but my partners liked them and the rest is history.

12: what’s your favorite planet?

I like rooting for the Underdog, so Pluto!  

13: what’s something that made you smile today?

Looking at some Reaper76 Fanart.  ^_^

14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like?

Oh, boy.  Uh….. mainly however she’d like, I guess. Preferably w/ plants and some space to move around.  Not too high up.  Good Plumbing.  That kind of thing.  I don’t really know?  :P

15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is!

Apparently, “In space, if unprotected pieces of metal touch each other, they stick together permanently.”

16: what’s your favorite pasta dish?

Chicken & Broccoli Alfredo!

17: what color do you really want to dye your hair?

I don’t plan on dying my hair (at least, not anytime soon), but probably Purple, Bi Pride Colours, or a Mix of Blues.

18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up.

…..My memory is so bad.  What even are friends, again?  I honestly can’t remember.  I’m sure there’s something.  

19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it?

*Looks around*  This, um, this is basically it.

But, no, for actual journal, I do have several, but I haven’t used them in years.  I had a few that I meant to start, but never did, that were for like Dreams and Personal Growth and Identity Exploration.  The ones that I did do were mainly for venting or recording certain mundane events.

When I was a kid I was way more into it.  Used to have a few diaries where I would record school gossip and random events and certain desires and stuff.  And, b/c I was a weird kid, in elementary school, I used to sometimes draw what one of my crushes was wearing.

But, my Mom started reading it, so I stopped writing in them.  :)  And I never really got back into it later, mainly b/c of Trust issues.  But also b/c I got a bunch of Online Blogs now.

20: what’s your favorite eye color?

Uhhh…..Blue?  Probably?  Idk I like a lot of eye colours, tbh.  Like, Brown eyes can be really pretty & certain shades of Hazel.  

21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that’s been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces.

Somewhere in my closet is a Purpleish-Pink & Black Backpack that I’ve had for…..idk, at least 5 years, if not longer.  It’s very sturdy & pretty.  

I trade between backpacks for school, so it’s taking a break, storing some of my things rn.

Honestly, though, I’ve had so many backpacks over the years, each w/ their own memories…..which have been mainly lost to time.

22: are you a morning person?

I’m…..a late night, early morning type person.  As in, Midnight- roughly 7 a.m. is my jam.  Waking up early, though…..I’m dead.

23: what’s your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations?

TUMBLR.  Whether I have obligations or not.  I’m here.

24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets?

My Best Friend, Alex, maybe.  But, like…..idk about everything.  :/

25: what’s the weirdest place you’ve ever broken into?

Nowhere???  Pretty sure I’ve never done that before?

26: what are the shoes you’ve had for forever and wear with every single outfit?

Uhhhh  I think my Black Boots would be the oldest pair that I wear consistently.  I’ve had them for about 3-4 years now.  I think the oldest pair I currently have in my closet, though, are my Old Gym shoes, which, I think, are between 5-7 years old, but I haven’t really worn them since I graduated High School and no longer had the dreaded P.E.

27: what’s your favorite bubblegum flavor?

Mmmmm  Probably Strawberry or Mint Chocolate Chip Ice Cream Flavour.

28: sunrise or sunset?

Sunset!  I love the Colours!  

Sunrise is interesting, too.  Surreal vibes.

29: what’s something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing?

One of my friends (Colleen) draws cute doodles!  She made me this one for my Birthday:

30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared?

…..I’m literally almost always in a state of fear, tbh.  

But, yes, I’ve had some moments of intense fear.  Mainly phobia or trauma stuff.

31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks.

I LOVE SOCKS!  I really like coloured socks & socks w/ patterns, but I’ll wear just about anything at just about any length, tbh.  I’m wearing socks more often than not, and I generally wear socks to bed  (sometimes the looser ones will fall off during the night, though).

Almost all of my socks have holes in them, tbh, b/c I’m constantly pacing.  :P  My sock drawer is bursting and unorganized.  Sometimes I just wear mix-matched socks, tbh, b/c I rarely ever put the socks w/ their mates.  I just shoove them in the drawer most of the time b/c I don’t have energy.  :P

My fav. socks are probably my Fuzzy Mint Green Pairs.  They’re nice & warm.  

Fun Fact:  I have a pair of Tie-Dye socks that I dyed myself.

32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends.

??? I’ve never been w/ friends at the time.  [Except for 2 sleepovers, I think, and ironically I was asleep then.]   I can literally count on my hands the amount of times I’ve seen friends outside of school.  

Not to mention my memory sucks.  :P

Uh, online-wise, just-  staying up late on forums &, recently, Discord talking about a range of entertaining topics & playing games, I guess?  I don’t really have anything specific atm, sorry.  :(

33: what’s your fave pastry?

Bear Claws!  

34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it?

Say hello to Mauris.  

He’s my most prized possession.  I’ve had him for 20 years and I still sleep w/ him.  Most of his fur is worn & he has a patch worn off of his neck b/c I used to rub him there a lot as a kid.  

My Mom got me him.  I also had another one that my Grandmother got me when I was like 3 that has a Blue Bow, but I have no clue what happened to him.  :(  We think my Baby Bro. might have had it when he was in foster care & that at some point some kid took it.

I also had a tiger one, too, but I’m not sure where they are.

Anyway, I Love Stuffed Animals so much!  They are a major comfort to me!