#maybe 20 if u count prep but i did that the day before

[so-called-good-food]

Zucchini and Fennel Tart (? Thing?)

7/19/2022

Hey gang! I didn't forget about this blog. Here's an experimental little something I made last week that came out pretty good! Didn't get any pics since I was in the middle of moving, and my kitchen was a little messy. I get in the mood for fennel sometimes like, this stupid hardcore craving. Let's try out this new format!

Color codes: Red is optional, green are possible substitutions, purple is my commentary.

Ingredients:

Garlic

Thyme

Fennel bulb (can sub: celery with or without caramelized onions for a milder flavor)

Zucchini (can sub: yellow squash)

1/2 cup of white flour + 1/2 cup of wheat flour (I only had a little bit of whole wheat flour, hence the half cup of each. I'm sure this would work fine with a full cup or either white flour or wheat flour, but this is what I did.)

1x 14oz can of diced tomatoes (my local publix has "italian spiced diced tomatoes"; i used those but plain should do just fine)

1 tbsp honey (can sub: sugar) (I found that my recipe came out a bit sweeter than I would prefer with 2 tbsp of honey, so maybe start with 1 tbsp and see how that works for your tastes; add more if desired)

2 tbsp of white wine vinegar

Parmesan cheese (can sub: nooch)

Steps:

Preheat oven to 375.

Prep all ingredients: remove and roughly chop fennel fronds; cut fennel bulb in half and remove core, then cut into equal wedges; cut top and bottom off zucchini, cut into spears lengthways, then cut spears in half width-ways. I use pre-minced garlic because it saves me a lot of time. If cutting into spears is hard for you, just do whatever is easiest for you. I like spears best, but there's no reason this won't work with diced veggies.

Make tomato jam: heat olive oil in a pan. Add tomatoes straight from can (don't drain), honey, vinegar, and garlic. Simmer for ~15-20 minutes on med heat. Add some thyme and some of the fennel fronds. Season with salt and pepper. While that's simmering...

Make crust: Add flour(s) to 1/4 cup of olive oil and 1/4 cup of cold water. Knead; it's going to be a rough kind of crust. Press into a 5x9 pan and poke some holes in the dough with a fork. Bake for ~10-12 minutes, then turn the oven heat up to 425. While the crust is baking...

Tomato jam should be just about done; remove from heat if so and start...

Cook the veggies. Heat olive oil (or, if you're cooking the fennel, I suggest butter. It's especially good if you can get that butter brown) in a pan and add veggies; the fennel will take slightly longer, as you want it to caramelize slightly. Season with salt and pepper. By now the crust should be done, so remove that from the oven and...

Assemble. Spread tomato jam on the bottom, add veggies above, and then sprinkle as much or as little parm on top as you'd prefer. Bake for ~8-10 minutes and you're done!

Notes on the recipe: I suggest pressing the dough pretty thin in the baking pan, and check the corners. Mine came out a little squidgy, which doesn't bother me, but I know it's a sensory turn-off for some people. It won't go all the way to the top; feel free to make more of the flour mixture if you want it to.

[arminbitchlover]

reincarnated lovers (1)

armin arlert x f!reader

summary: in their past life, reader and armin's love journey is cut short with the tragic death of reader from a deadly plague. now, they are once again reunited, but somehow everything feels wrong between them.

word count: 2.5k

content warnings: death

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"Armin... it hurts." You dazed off and felt nothing but sharp pains all over your body.

Your throat was dangerously dry, and your stomach grumbled from the lack of food you couldn't properly digest. You suffered from the feeling of a knife being pushed into your lungs and when you tried to pick up your head, black dots overtook your fuzzy vision. Every time you tried to move a muscle, the pain would exponentially heighten, and experienced your abdomen compress with an exorbitant amount of pressure.

"N-no please don't leave me yet. What about all our plans together? Going to the beautiful forest behind the hills for our anniversary next week, building a house to move in together, getting married, a-and start a family..." Armin's voice cracked as tears cascaded down his cheek and dripped onto your arm.

You sensed a soft warm hand grab yours which caused your heartbeat to quicken as you felt it coarse throughout your body.

This is the end.

You knew this was your last few moments on earth with your soulmate. It was over so fast. Too fast. You couldn't believe you wouldn't be able to fill the promises you made with your lover. This was your only and last chance at this life, and it was over in nineteen years, only four of them being spent with the person you thought you would grow old with

"Stay away... get sick..." You jerked your arm away from Armin unaware that you didn't feel the need to chug a gallon of water to quench your throat and that the nauseating feeling from hunger completely vanished as you kept slipping in and out of consciousness.

"Don't do this shit to me right now, I'm staying by your side no matter what." He lightly caressed your face not caring about the black lumps that engrossed your skin.

He knew he would become infected sooner or later and understood that this would be it for you even though he couldn't find it in himself to believe it.

"I-I-I'm sorry." You felt the back of your throat get knotted up but couldn't produce any tears.

You slowly moved your hand back down to your side, not feeling the aching pain that had taken over your body, as you barely brushed his fingertips.

"Baby, what are you apolo... not your fault." He looked down to your palm and intertwined his fingers with your cold limp hand. He trailed his eyes back up to your face and saw your closed eyes.

"Y/n?" His breathing became shallow and irregular as he gently shook your body in an attempt to bring you back to consciousness.

You lightly squeezed his hand with the last bit of energy you had in you; letting him know that you were still with him.

This isn't the last time... swear to you we'll find each other again... I'll... protect you. I lo..."

And that was it.

The last words you heard.

Passing away was more peaceful than you imagined. It was just like going to sleep, except you knew that you wouldn't wake up with Armin by your side.

...we'll find each other again...

His last words kept replaying in your mind before your brain completely shut off. It made you happy. He made you happy. You died happy knowing that there was a chance to meet him again, but who are you kidding, this was it. It's over now.

Right?

Present Day

"I don't know if going on a date is the best thing to do right now, Sasha. I just got out of a three-year relationship with Jean and that was really rough." You grab a bag of chips and plop yourself onto your bed.

"Comeeee onnnnnn, y/n, I think you would really get along with this guy. I mean he's smart and kind anddddddddd has a pretty face!" She walks up to you and quickly steals a chip from you.

"Hey! Well as tempting as your mystery man sounds, my professors decided to assign a shitload of work, so I have to get busy." You pull out the box of textbooks from under your bed as you mentally prepare yourself for a draining weekend.

"Ugh, you're hopeless. Well, I'm going with Niccolo for a while, so have fun with... that! But if you change your mind, I'll text you his number." She grabs a Twinkie and skips out of your dorm room.

You figure that maybe she's somewhat right, but you know it's too soon to go out with another person. You and Jean had been together since high school and only broke up because you agreed that both of you needed time to find yourselves in college. It's very apparent that you still have some type of feelings for him even if it isn't love and it certainly didn't help that he goes to the same school as you.

But it is college. Even though the love you have towards Jean is still slightly there, maybe going out with another person was what you need to get over him. Even then, you wasted all your high school years getting good grades and being an A+ student that you never got to enjoy yourself and you weren't going to mess it up again. Besides what's the worst thing that could happen?

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roomie <3

Today 5:12 PM

can you send me his number

AHH I KNEW IT

here ya go ;)

contact sent

ur a pain but thank u

you better tell me how it

goes!!

duhh

love u

love you moreee

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While gazing at the contact, you can't quite explain the feeling you have in your stomach and could only call it excitement, but why?

You're just going out with a guy you've never even met before and for all you know, he could be some creepy perv who just wants to make you feel extremely uncomfortable for his own liking. You giggle to yourself as you keep on thinking of worst-case scenarios and become very aware of how in need you are of getting out of your dorm.

You sit and stare at your phone, wondering how to text someone who may not even remember his conversation about you with Sasha. But fuck it, it was just a date.

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Maybe: Armin Arlert

Today 5:20

hey armin, i'm y/n and i don't

if you recall giving your number

to sasha but she said we would make

a great match so i would love to go

out with you later today !

Hey y/n, I do recall Sasha

talking about you and everything

so I would be honored to take you out! (:

Do you want to go out for

a coffie in about an hour?

yeah, that sounds great !

We can meet at the library.

alright, see you then (:

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You feel your face warm up, excited to finally do something out of school and maybe have the possibility to meet someone who could be special. You waste no time sitting around, given that you had only an hour to look your best, and got ready.

You have ten minutes to spare after prepping yourself and decide to walk to the library a bit early. You head out of your dorm, still in disbelief that you're going out with someone who was a stranger. It's definitely more of an exhilarating feeling than a nervous one; this would be the second person you've ever gone out with, Jean being your first and only partner and you have to admit that you feel good. You could feel yourself growing as a person even if this was just a silly first date that could potentially mean nothing.

You make your way to the front of the library and right when you were about to open the door you hear your name being softly called out. You turn around and see a blonde boy with a blue-collar shirt and khakis.

Damn, you have no idea who this boy is and you don't care, but why is someone this gorgeous calling out to you? His doll-like skin complexion looks so soft and smooth while his shirt matches his blue eyes perfectly, and his khakis just adding on to his soft persona.

"Are you y/n?" He snaps you out of your thoughts and back to reality.

"Oh, um yes, and you're Armin? How did you know it was me?" You can't keep your eyes off of him. This is the mystery man that Sasha fixed you up with and, fuck, he's more beautiful than you could've pictured.

"Sasha showed me pictures of the two of you and I must say you're more stunning in person." His cheeks turn into a bright pink as he looks down, feeling as if he's embarrassing himself.

"Thank you and you're a lot more attractive than I ever imagined." You give him a friendly smile when he looks back up as he hears your compliment.

"The uh coffee shop is not far off-campus so we can walk if you like." He rubs the back of his neck, unsure how to begin your date.

"Yeah, that sounds great." You both walk together in awkward silence, not knowing how to start a chat with each other.

"So, Armin, what are you majoring in?" You turn your head towards him, but Armin seems to not want to make any eye contact with his hands in his pockets.

"Oceanography."

"That's cool, have you always loved the ocean or are you just experimenting with different fields?" You try to carry on with the conversation, hoping he would open up to your about his studies at the least.

"I've always loved the ocean."

"Are the classes you're taking pretty difficult?" You feel your face heat up as he continues to be difficult about continuing your attempted dialogue.

"No."

You start losing your patience with this boy. It frustrates you that no matter what you did he can't try to at least engage in the conversation. You knew from the beginning that this could've been a disaster, but it hadn't even started, and it's already exasperating.

You start to genuinely think of ideas to bail yourself out before it could get any worse, but no, you're going to finish this date whether it's awful or not and move on with your life. You told yourself you were evolving as a person and to bail would only be taking you a step back from the new you.

"How do you know Sasha," you ask him, making it your last-ditch effort to start a conversation as you arrive at the coffee shop.

"We met through a mutual friend at a party." He opens the door for you and both of you enter the cafe.

You and Armin are kindly greeted by the barista as you walk to to the cashier. Both of you order your drinks and sit at a table that's next to the glass wall.

"So, did you meet Sasha because you're dorm mates?" He finally ignites some type of conversation as he fidgets with his fingers.

"We actually somewhat knew each other through my ex-boyfriend and we randomly got paired to be dorm mates." You grin to yourself, thinking about how close you and Sasha got over the year.

Even if it was a bitter-sweet moment mentioning Jean, that you realize may not have been the best thing to do. You hear you and Armin's name being called, but right when you're about to get up Armin quietly spoke, "Stay here, I got it."

You watch him get up from his seat and walk back over to the cashier. He pulls out his brown leather wallet, pays for both of your drinks, and makes his way back to the table with a cup in each hand.

"Thank you for paying, you really didn't have to do that." You feel your cheeks get hot as you grab your drink, slightly grazing his fingers.

"It was no biggie." He shrugs his shoulder and slumps back to his seat.

Subsequently, the awkward silence is back, but a lot stronger than before. You can't understand why it's so difficult to get along with him if this was the date where you're supposed to get to know each other and have endless topics to discuss. You keep reassuring yourself that this would be over soon anyway and now you know that Armin just isn't the one for you and you're completely fine with that. At this point, you only see Armin as the boy you went on the most awkward date with and didn't even picture him as a friend.

"Sorry about this, I've never done anything like this before," he mumbles while tapping on the side of his cup, not wanting to look at you because he felt ashamed.

"O-oh, don't stress about it too much, it's my first date after getting out of my relationship so we're on the same boat." You both exchange warmhearted smiles, trying to break the tension but nothing seems to work.

"We can go back to campus. I have some assignments I need to finish up anyways," he suggests and you feel the weight being lifted off your shoulders. Even though Armin seems like a great person, both of you assume that your wavelengths couldn't match, and it was just best to end it.

"Yeah, that sounds good. I also need to catch up on schoolwork as well." Both of you grab your drinks and head back to school without trying to strike a conversation, knowing that it would just make the tension even more awkward.

As soon as you make it back to your dorm, you must say that you never feel happier to arrive in your shitty box.

"Well, thank you for the coffee and I hope you have a great weekend."

"Yeah, you too." You both wave bye and you walk into your dorm, feeling displeased.

While you didn't expect your date to be completely perfect and for you and Armin to fall in love, this was by far the last thing you wanted to happen.

It didn't take long for you to forget what had transpired as you change to comfortable clothes and start heavily working on your assignments. While you were finishing up on one of your worksheets, you feel your phone vibrate and see a text from Sasha.

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roomie <3

love you moreee

Today 7:47

you better still have some energy

left in you

??

i'm heading back to get dressed

cause we're going to go PARTYYYY

oh god sasha

i don't do well at parties

pleaseeeeee

i can introduce you to my friends

they're really cool

okayyy sure

so get dolled up

i'll be there soon <3

alright

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Overworked Part 2

Erik Killmonger x Reader

Word Count: 3k

Lightly Proofread. Please excuse any errors.

A/N: I’m sorry for how long this took to get out you guys. This is my first time writing Dadmonger and I’m a little nervous. I hope y’all enjoy it. As always please like, comment, and reblog.

9:48 a.m.

‘I should be up by now.’ Erik thought to himself. He sighed lowly and continued staring at the ceiling like he had been doing for the past hour. He should be sitting in his office prepping for the meeting he had at 10, but he isn't. He’s at home, in bed, lying comfortably next to his favorite person in the world. Now, in his defense, he really did try to go to work this morning. He had woken up late, a little after 8, which never happens. He's usually up well before 6, but this morning the sensors in his brain seemed to malfunction this morning. When he finally woke up he managed to, begrudgingly, pull himself out of bed to complete his morning routine. He emptied his bladder, brushed his teeth, and showered all in less than 20 minutes. He got dressed and made his way to his car, where he sat for about 15 minutes before going back into the house, trading his clothes for a pair of basketball shorts and crawling back into bed. So, yeah. He really did try but for some reason he just couldn’t do it. 

Well, maybe not just some reason. 

He looked down to where your body curled into his. Your leg was thrown over his waist and your head was lodged between his side and his armpit. The positioning looked awkward and uncomfortable but the peaceful look on your face, paired with your soft snores told him otherwise. A small smile graced his face as he reached over and tugged gently at the silk scarf that had begun to slip backwards. Taking hold of your thigh he hoisted it slightly higher causing you to curl into him further.

“It’s you. You’re the reason.”,he whispered to your unconscious form, chuckling quietly when a crease formed in your brow, and you burrowed your face further into his side. He thought back to the conversation you two had the night before, remembering the defeated look on your face. He felt like an asshole, honestly. Mostly because he didn’t even realize that he’d been neglecting you and the kids the way he has. None of the work he does is great enough to potentially put the foundation of his family at risk. You and the kids were his world, without y’all none of the other stuff really mattered.

The vibrations of his phone atop his bedside table drew his attention away from you. He looked over to see his assistant’s name flash across his screen and groaned. Reluctantly, Erik untangled your limbs from his. Being careful as to not wake you, he rolled himself into sitting position on the edge of the bed, instantly missing the warmth of your body. He picked up his phone and headed into his closet. Tapping the green icon, he put it on speaker and sat it down in front of him.

“I’m not coming in today, Alicia.”,he stated plainly, dragging a hand over his face.

“Yeah, i figured. I already cancelled your 10 o’clock appointment I was calling to confirm rescheduling dates for it as well as your 3:00.”, she answered, without missing a beat.

A sigh of relief escaped Erik and he smiled to himself, grateful to have hired a competent assistant. The two of them talked for a bit, discussing how taking the weekend off would disturb the week ahead, and  rearranging his schedule to fit in the meetings he would miss. Afterward Erik thanked her, and bid her a good  weekend. Hanging up, he went back into the bedroom in hopes of wrapping you in his arms. His hopes were shattered when he arrived to an empty bed. Beyond the bathroom door the steady pitter-patter of water against the shower floor could be heard. He kissed his teeth. ‘There goes the rest of my blissful morning’. He fell back onto the bed, pout in full effect, before innocent babble sounded through the baby monitor.

He made his way down the hall and into the nursery, where he found his 6-month old son, Isaiah, in his crib playing with a small black panther. Isaiah’s big brown eyes found Erik’s quickly and toothless smile lit up his round face, he dropped his toy and reached up for Erik.

“Wassup, lil man?”,he asked, retrieving him from his crib. Isaiah responded enthusiastically, bouncing in his arms and giggling. Erik smiled, too engrossed in Isaiah to notice you leaning against the door jamb watching with a soft smile on your face.You walk into the room and stand behind him. Wrapping your arms around his torso, you press your lips to his back, before resting your cheek against his warm skin. “I think we got a visitor, lil man.”,Erik said and your smile widened. You step into his line of vision and he leans down to quickly brush his lips over yours, muttering a soft ‘good morning’ against them.

“Well this is a pleasant surprise.” ,you say and Erik chuckles. Your son sees you and reaches down for you with a small whine. You take him into your arms and pepper his face with kisses, causing his infectious laughter to fill the room. “Were you having fun with baba?, you ask Isaiah and he looks to Erik with a big smile, bouncing excitedly saying ‘baba’ and you and Erik chuckled softly.

Leaving the nursery, you make your way across the hall to your 4 year old daughter’s room. You peer into the room to find Kaia sleeping peacefully and ease the door shut. You gesture at your husband to do the same thing for your 5 year old, Elijah. He mirrors your actions, quietly closing the door behind him.

You head downstairs and into the kitchen with your son in tow and your husband close behind. Sitting Isaiah in his high chair, you stand at the island and begin cutting up a banana into large chunks and placing them in front of your son, who wastes no time mashing the fruit between his fingers, eating it, and babbling happily. You chuckle softly and grab a bottle of milk from the fridge, placing it in the bottle warmer, and waiting for the milk to heat. The warmer beeps and Erik watches as you pluck the bottle from the warmer, sitting it in front of Isaiah, after testing the liquid on your skin. He walks around from his seat at the island to stand behind you. He braced himself against the counter top with one hand while his arm found a place around your waist, hand venturing beneath your tank top in search of your warm skin. His hold on your waist loosened slightly as you turned to face him. You wrap your arms around his torso, your eyes peering up to meet his.

“Hi.” The word leaves your lips softly as you smile up at him knowingly.

“Hi” He replies, with a smile that matches your and he leans down to bring his lips to yours. The kiss was soft and unhurried, not unlike the thousands of others you’d shared, but it felt different. Like an unspoken promise of sorts. Your lips left his and you rested you head against his broad chest, appreciating the steadiness of his heartbeat beneath his scarred skin. Your nails scratch at the small of his back, gently, and his hold on your body tightened once more.

“No work today?” ,you asked and he breathed out a quiet ‘mnmm’ in response. Warmth spread through your body at the sound and you smiled. One of his hands slid up your back, and into your hair,  giving the ponytail of faux-locs on your head a light tug. You took the non verbal cue and your eyes met his once more.

“I want you to know that I heard everything you said last night.” his tone was light but serious as his dark brown eyes peered down into yours. You downcast your eyes, your lips ghosting his sternum before resting your chin there.

“I know you did.” ,you said eyes on him again. There was no doubt in your mind that Erik had taken your words seriously. “You being here this morning tells me that much, but for the record, had you gone into the office this morning I wouldn't have doubted that for a second.” He nodded at your words but didn’t say anything further. He simply cradled your head to his chest, fingers gliding against the nape of your neck. The two of you stayed like that until a sharp gasp drew your attention away from each other. Your daughter stood in the middle of the kitchen floor, purple bonnet askew, staring wide eyed at the two of you. Erik let go of you and crouched down low with his arms opened wide. Kaia took off running, small body hitting her father’s chest with a thump. Erik grunted at the impact and folded her into his arms. He showered her face in kisses and she giggled pushing him away.

“Baba, stop it!” she squealed, through a fit of laughter. He placed one last kiss on her dimpled cheek before relenting to her request.

“How’s my princess?” he asked, the brilliant smile on his face mirroring his daughters. Kaia wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, her cheek pressed against his.

“I’m hungry.” ,she answered, shifting her vision in search of you. She found you leaning against the kitchen island with a grin on your face. “Morning, Mommy!” You cross the short distance over to them and kiss her cheek.

 “Good morning, Peanut. What do you want for breakfast?”

“Cereal.”

You spin around, surprised, when another little voice answers instead. Elijah walks past you with tired eyes. He hugs his father’s legs a small ‘good morning’ leaving his mouth, before making his way to you and doing the same. Since the day he was born you swore he was the calmest kid in the world, the polar opposite of his baby sister, who possesses more energy than any four year old you’d ever seen. You bend down and press a kiss into the mess of coils on his head.

“Which cereal would you like?” you ask, heading towards the pantry to retrieve the Coco Puffs you already knew they’d want. A Saturday tradition in the Stevens household. You prepare two bowls sitting them on the table. Kaia detached herself from her father and goes with her brother to sit.

“Thank you, mommy.” their voices mirror in unison.

“You’re welcome, my loves.” You smile and kiss the tops of their heads. Stopping in front of Isaiah, you use the bib around his neck to wipe his face clean, he stops his babbling to give you a gummy smile. Erik joins the children at the table with his own large bowl of Cinnamon Toast Crunch. You stand behind the island committing the moment to memory. It’s been about a month of Sundays since all of you had eaten breakfast together due to Erik’s recent work schedule. Grabbing a bowl, you rip a page out of Erik’s book and take a seat.

The rest of the day went on like that. Kaia and Elijah were glued to their father sides only breaking away for food or the bathroom. As the evening slowly shifted into the nighttime you all found yourselves in the backyard. Bellies full from the  dinner you’d eaten prior. You and Isaiah were sitting on the patio, watching, while the rest of your family splashed around in the pool. You smiled as you watched Erik send a large wave of water crashing down over their heads, thankful that wash day for Kaia was right around the corner. When Isaiah yawned and laid his head against your chest, eyelids fluttering closed tiredly, you checked the time on your phone. 8:49 p.m. You got your husband’s attention, silently telling him that it was time to go inside. You headed upstairs to put Isaiah to sleep. Hopefully for the night. He went down easily, unconsciously gripping the small stuffed panther cub you kept in his crib. 

You eased the door closed and went searching for Erik and the kids. You found them in the bathtub, laughing at something Erik was doing with the bath time toys. They had begged to opt out of nap time today and you could see the tiredness hidden behind their wide eyes.’They’ll sleep good tonight.’ You think to yourself with a small laugh. You walk over, pulling a random co-wash from your product stash and work it through your daughter’s hair, and rinsing it, before moisturizing it and braiding it into four neat cornrows. Erik drains the tub and you each hold out a towel for the children to step into. You take Kaia and Erik takes Elijah. You carry them to their respective rooms to dress them for bed. You tied up Kaia’s hair and tucked her in, placing a kiss on her forehead.

“Goodnight’”you whispered, but she didn’t respond, falling asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. You and Erik passed each other in the hallway as you made your way to Elijah’s room and he made his to Kaia’s. Your son’s soft snores were the first thing you noticed when you entered his room. You tiptoed over to his resting form pressing your lips to his forehead before quietly exiting the room.  As you walked back to your bedroom you saw the nursery door open. You peeked in to see Erik standing over Isaiah whispering something in Xhosa. You smiled and continued on to the bedroom.

Once there you walked into the bathroom, and started the shower, shedding the leggings and tank top you’d been in all day. You wrapped your hair into a bun at the top of your head and stepped beneath the spray of the hot water, body relaxing instantly. Taking your loofah, you squeeze the brown sugar and honey scented shower gel into it and begin to scrub the days activities from your body.

“Mind if I join you?”, Erik appears, seemingly out of nowhere, scaring the shit out of you. The small squeak you let out makes him chuckle. He mutters out some form of an apology but there’s absolutely no remorse in his tone. You roll your eyes and smack his chest before returning to the task at hand. He steps fully into the shower behind you, pulling you back against his chest. You instantly relax into his body, the suds on you transferring onto him.. He groans, “I’m tired as fuck. I don’t get how you run after them kids all damn day.”He gets his arms around you securely and plants a trail of kisses across your shoulder and up the side of your neck.”You a good ass mama.”, he whispers in your ear. You smile softly and turn your head, tilting it up a bit as he captures your lips with his in a deep kiss. He guides you beneath the streams of water, careful not to wet your hair,and watches as the soapy water glides down your body. He pushes your back against the shower wall and covers your lips with his again. You sighed contently as his hands travel over your body, settling on your backside. He kneads the supple flesh, his lips leaving yours to nip down the length of your neck. A soft moan escapes you as he presses himself firmly against you, his thick member weighing heavily against your hip. He makes a move to lift you and you whimper in protest, pushing at his chest. You’ve always hated shower sex, which he knows, and he’s dropped you every single time you two tried it, so that was a hard no.  He pulled away from you, with an eyebrow quirked in question, bottom lip tucked between his teeth. 

You snort and roll your eyes, “I thought you were tired.”He laughs humorlessly, eyes low and drunk with lust, as they freely roamed your wet body. He offers no words as he moves towards you. Acting quickly, you dodge him and step out of the shower. He kisses his teeth,a menacing ‘stop playin’ wit me, ma’ falls from his lips causing a shiver to run down your spine. “I’m not, I promise. Finish your shower and come to bed.” You press your lips to his again, fingers purposefully brushing against his rigid arousal, drawing a low growl from his throat. You pull away smiling. You’ve really missed this.

“Naked.” The word makes you stop in your tracks as you made your way back to the bedroom. You turn to face him a soft ‘hmm?’ leaving you.He walked towards you, water dripping from his naked body, “Be naked when I get there. I mean that shit.” He emphasized the statement with a hard smack to your behind, your wet skin stinging in its wake.

You moaned and a slow smile appeared on your face, “Yes, Daddy,”. You take one of the fluffy white towels from the shelf in your bathroom and pat your body dry. Wrapping yourself in your long silk white robe, you make your way into the bedroom, picking up your vanilla and coconut scented body butter on your way out. You sit on the edge of the bed and smooth the product over your skin, thoroughly enjoying its sweet scent. Your body hummed with excitement as you waited for your husband to come out of the bathroom. You move to remove the robe from your body, your nipples hardening as they meet the cold air. Just as you’re about to drop the garment completely, you hear three little knocks at your door, followed by a soft ‘mommy’. The whine that left you was a little more than pathetic. A defeated sigh escaped you as you pulled the robe around you once more, securing it tightly. Behind the door stood Elijah, thumb in his mouth and his stuffed jaguar tucked beneath his arm.

“What’s wrong, chipmunk? Bad dream?” you asked softly, lowering yourself to  his eye level. He nods, laying his head on your shoulder. Enfolding him in your arms you stand up and walk over to the bed. You take a seat with him in your lap just as Erik steps out of the bathroom, thankfully, with a towel around his waist. He takes in the sight in front of him and laughs at the joke that is his sex life.

“18 days.”,he says,incredulously, to no one in particular, staring up at the ceiling. You laugh softly to keep from crying.

“18 days.”

Erik was going to make sure that the two of you didn’t make it to 19.

A/N: Have kids they said. It’ll be fun they said.Thanks for reading! One more part to go!!! 

@chaneajoyyy @fd-writes

[arincalz]

⌠ ETHAN CUTKOSKY, 20, CIS MALE, HE/HIM ⌡ welcome back to gallagher academy, ARIN CALLISTER! according to their records, they’re a THIRD year, specializing in ADVANCED ENCRYPTION; and they DID NOT go to a spy prep high school. when i see them walking around in the halls, i usually see a flash of shaggy unkempt hair, the glow of LED case lights in bi pride colors, late night thunderstorms and the first skate on fresh ice. when it’s the (scorpio)’s birthday on 11/03/1999, they always request their CHICKEN STRIPS from the school’s chefs. looks like they’re well on their way to graduation.  / @gallagherintro​

will i ever write a coherent bio for a character instead of just copy/pasting my brain dump notes ? maybe. someday. probably not but if u think these are bad u should see my indie :))))

        he wishes he had a cooler story for why he started hacking and coding, and often when he's asked he'll make something up on the spot. but if you press enough, he'll admit to wanting more coins in club penguin when he was eight and than wondering how those exploits worked.         pretty quickly he discovered whole communities online for hacking other games and even whole websites and he became fascinated. it would be a few years before he'd actually be able to participate in these communities (mom said no), but even as a kid he would lurk the forums for tips and new scripts to test out and tinker with. it was basic script kiddie stuff, but it was a start.         that summer when it was time to pick a day camp he'd ask his mom to find a coding camp for him to try. his mom had to pull some strings to get him in, and he was a few years younger than the rest of the class, but that wouldn't keep arin from constantly showing them up. he'd keep going to coding camp every summer for the next few years - and in the meantime, the forums and his own tinkering kept him sharp and learning new things.         in middle school he discovered bug bounties, where companies pay hackers to report on security flaws in their systems. this gave him something to do besides hack and mod video games - which was still fun, but wasn't going to make him any money - and something to actively work towards. he started small, looking for vulnerabilities in his school's system and informing them by leaving little notes for the administrators telling them how he did it and how he thought it could be fixed. he didn't get anything out of that, but it taught him what he needed to slowly work his way up to bigger and better things. and after about a year or so he was supplementing his allowance of his little side hustle.

        the bounties got more substantial in high school as he worked his way into bigger and tougher systems. by now he was active in the online communities, and took a certain amount of pride in being "the kid" in a few of them. in hindsight, that's probably how he got the attention of blackthorne academy in the first place.         the move to gallagher after a year at blackthorne was a more than welcome one. he didn't do great in that sort of environment, though his fighting skills from years of playing hockey helped him keep his head above water. still hated the place, though.

and now for some fun bonus personality stuff:

he and devon go way back to when they were smol babies at their separate day camps that happened to cross paths enough for them to make friends. just how often he participated in [gregg from nitw voice] crimes is tbd but let it be known he has used his powers for evil

likes solving his problems with his fists, but he went the whole last semester without punching anyone, and you know what we call that ? growth. (the summer doesn't count, shhh, that asshole at the bar in berlin had it coming and his nose looks better crooked anyway, shhhhhhhhh)

this boy has uniform violations for days and like, some of it is because he thinks the rules are stupid but some of it he just genuinely forgets. even though this is his second year at gallagher just he has not learned the dress code. 

computer smart, but otherwise ?? no thoughts, head empty

dyslexic, cannot read, will cry if you ask him to try and read something smaller than like 14px or in a font that isn't a basic mono or serif

has snails named snurcules, spork, escargobi-wan kenobi and p sherman 42 wallaby way sydney (sherman for short) because none of my characters can have normal pets. ( look how cute tho )

i mentioned it in passing in the bio but he used to play hockey as a kid and in high school and he's pretty good but that’s also where he first learned how to fight

speaking of hockey i don’t actually have a good reason for him to be a capitols fan so as much as it pains me i am reluctantly making him a devils fan which in its own way... is very fitting

he also probably whines a lot about not being able to just ~go skate~ whenever he wants to, please help him find some other hobbies, get him a skateboard maybe

honestly probably runs a gallagher minecraft server and if you piss him off he'll blow up your house, free your chickens and dye all your sheep pink

[sarasfm]

Sarauniya “ Sara ” Davies, 24, pansexual, cisfemale, ISFP Enneagram 9w1; Pisces sun, Sagittarius moon, Pisces rising 1st year Advanced Encryption Major; did not go to a spy prep hs

Imma keep it real with you, chief, I have absolutely no idea what’s going on. I mean, obviously, I know what espionage is ; I’ve read books and articles, and I’ve seen Spy Kids and all the Charlies Angels and James Bond movies, but I genuinely think I need a minute to wrap my head around everything. Make that two weeks, because what’s this I hear about two murders ?  I literally just got sent here to be safe, I — I’m sorry, I’m freaking out. Give me five seconds, and we can start again, because I promise I can totally pretend this is all normal. @gallagherintro​

full name: sarauniya “ sara ” davies

dormitory room: 105

birthday: 20 march 1995

soundtrack: “ go gina ” by sza

favorite dish: efo riro

aesthetic:  when i see them walking around in the halls, i usually see a flash of light reflecting from her earrings, eyeglasses perched on top of her head, and a caviar iphone always in her hands

Bio Points

her mom’s a nigerian baddie billionaire & her dad’s a soft academic brit

she grew up between london and abuja where their family’s business is based. it’s a trading enterprise, the largest industrial conglomerate in sub-saharan africa

she’s the eldest of three siblings, was raised to be prim & proper and groomed to run their family’s business. her family’s not pushy though and they’re really cool. very healthy dynamic so she doesn’t mind ; she loves her fam and would do it w a smile !

Coding is her Passion though. total dork. stayed up all the time just sleuthing and being an internet geek since she was a youngin’

loves education and is the type who would willingly stay in school to learn. has a degree in economics from harvard and was almost done with her mba when her littlest sister got abducted !  was it about business ? money ? who knows ! the sister’s fine now but her family sure is Scared especially since sara’s alone in the big bad united states

her mom made some calls and went “ gimbiya, look, u aint safe n we sorry. we’ll work something out to make sure u get ur mba degree somehow but shit is wild so we gotta get u somewhere near that’s safe asap. u like studying & ur a geek with computers right ? cool beans, go back to school & welcome to gallagher, babe ”

she enters gallagher in the middle of the spring semester very overwhelmed & inwardly ignoring how unhappy she is about having to be here bc she is not & does not want to be a spy. she just tryna distract herself by looking at this entire thing as a weird vacation where she can do stuff she wasn’t able to before because it’s literally detached from the world. she is mostly probably in way over her head, but let’s see ! 

Other Information

Nicknames: Sara (to everyone), gimbiya (to family, means princess in Hausa)

Languages: English (native), Hausa (native), Arabic (C1), French (B2)

Strengths: is money a strength ? also coding. and being the sweetest. and a general smartypants but that’s in a university setting & gallagher probably doesnt give a fuck

Relationship History: only has one (1) experience. ( well,,, 2 if a three-second drunken kiss w kass counts ) his name’s royce and they’ve known each other since their bougie secondary school back in britain. started dating at sixteen and went to harvard together. they’re long term as fuck. he’s like her best friend and their families adore the couple & each other. got engaged last september and sara broke it off before leaving for gallagher, oof. she deadass milked the opportunity but lbr she wasnt rlly Feeling It so she’s kinda glad for the ‘valid reason’ to appear bc it rlly wasn’t Love for sara so boy bye

Physical appearance: 1.76m, 55kg, long black hair, slim and toned build

Classes: GEN 105, GEN 206, AE 101, AT 101, PE 101

Personality

the sweetest. v charming & sensitive to others & curious about things. enthusiastic too ! loves adventures & is very passionate. queen of empathy. 

she’s not stuck up even tho she loaded. she doesnt rlly talk abt her family having 12B or the fact that she’s an ivy league girl, bc she’s just generally very uwu 

easily stressed and flustered and overwhelmed ! man, gallagher’s gonna shook this goddamn academic dork to her core for the love of god someone pls get the aed ready

rlly fun !!! can be a lil unpredictable bc it b lyk dat for rich girls. loves her independence which she hasn’t maximized bc of her ex fiancé & responsibilities but it’s chill so chill totally chill, no ounce of further longing exists in the crevices of this girl’s heart

she is so not good with confrontation and is so allergic to conflict ok. she will sweep discomfort under a rug and lie on it ‘til it’s flat which makes her a queen of repression & conforming

is she easily overwhelmed & stressed ? yes, but she’ll try not to show it so much. it’s all mostly an internal monologue so don’t underestimate her pls. she’s v smart and competent. can be so competitive ( albeit mostly inwardly ) and a boss ass business bitch like her business momma bc that’s what she’s been training for altho she is still generally a soft bab so ... yeah, if u would be so kind as to Estimate her, that’d be grand

she needs to always be on top of her game. maybe not the best in the class, but definitely pushes herself to be her best, so a lot of late nights studying & won’t settle for bad grades ever. gonna be rough in gallagher bc she is not spy material ok, she’s just a pretty rich geek behind a computer

just imagine her as the nice girl in ur ap classes who’s a lil awkward & just so happens to be super hot & stinking rich

Fun Facts

has a six-month old rescue pup named sooty ! who kinda looks like a sheparnese

has a tendency to ramble if she’s comfy w u enough or mayhaps if it’s too much man 

is v diligent w keeping a journal & does it everyday 

likes to dance ! not super good but she likes it. hits da clubs for dat shit 

is a lil instagram famous bc she’s a gorgeous rich harvard girl & all that jazz. queen of selfies & of looking hot but doesn’t actually get to play around rip ffff 

doesn’t drink much bc she is an extreme lightweight and 2 is her tap out limit

if she’s had more than 2 drinks, she is Very Honest but still very ramble-y 

she is physically active but mostly just runs and does yoga. knows very basic self-defense. is not sporty, definitely not a fighter, may god have mercy on her soul

isnt a virgin but is not sexually experienced lmao lbr she kinda Itching to get out there 

don’t ask me what her accent is because i have no clue it’s all over the place

Established Connections — just bc i think y’all would like to know

kassandra sutton — internet friends ! loves kass to bits. have known each other since sara was 14. when kass was 18, sara took her on a grad trip to montreal and became a lil lowkey into her. doesn’t help that kass drunk kissed her & doesn’t remember lmfao. poor sara told her then-bf & they had a lil fight but they made up bc sara didn’t talk to kass for months. eventually they became friends again & now sara’s in gallagher w no idea that kass is a mf sutton & honestly, my girl is just very shook w everything 

Possible Connections

crushes — she does not know how to flirt. she is ,,,, p pathetic tbh but a real heckin cutie. will be super nice to ur bab ok  

flirtationships — sara and i r gonna continue to keep it real w u chieves, her ex fiancé royce was vanilla and bland as fuck. can u believe she has not been single in a decade ? ? someone give her love & attention & fluster this soft innocent child. get her Experienced but also dont hurt her

enemies/angst !!! —  or maybe do ! maybe hurt her. maybe obliterate her. maybe smash her poor heart to pieces, because tbh i would love that.  so someone pls for the love all things holy and divine, someone hurt her !!!!

fwb — probably just one (1) bc she’s still a romantic ? and she’s probably gonna want something exclusive even if it’s no strings attached and will surely want to ,.,. get to know them a little bit more first ,,, at least ideally , idk , maybe impulse & thirst gets the better of her one of these days who knows lets find out !

friends !!! — sara will love u ok. she may be a lil easily flustered but she’s doesn’t rlly give up on ppl quickly. as i’ve said, queen of empathy. probs feels v sorry for majority of the gallagher & georgetown kids bc, .,.,., this environment just screams highkey Trauma to her and she’s valid bc she’s right

mentors !!! — she hates feeling dumb ok she Always has to be on top of her game, so u can bet ur ass after her first meetings in her classes she goes to ppl going “ hey could u help me out w working out ? boxing ? firing a gun ? literally everything & anything ? ”   

anything & everything — meaning just come @ me & let’s talk about it uwu 

( did i just create georgina’s antithesis ? fuck yes, and i am sooo excited to have a child that’s not always plotting & scheming & being mean like y’all have no idea ;_; nywy, that was long bc shutting up and brevity are things i do not possess. whats up it’s ur og flower garden girl rose here aka bugleweed aka fiancée of many and lover of all, and i am open to anything and everything ! just drop an IM or hit dat like & ill slide in ur dmz w love, plots & sanitized hands x )

[subby-siren]

49, 50, 38, 28, 23, 20, 7, 2

thank you!!! theres so many questions here lets get to work!

2: Would you rather orgasm during oral or during intercourse?

Alright so like, full transparency here, I’ve never had intercourse and I kinda don’t want to? The idea has been slowly growing on me but for the longest time the idea of actual factual intercourse just didnt feel right to me. Im not sure why. So I think ill go with oral for now until i work up the nerve to be ready to orgasm during sex.

7:What do you fantasize about when you’re alone?

oh there’s like, too many things to count. I could dedicate posts upon posts to my various fantasies. They come in like 3 varieties though. There;s your basic bondage/ tease and denial, there’s your cross dressing and dress up fantasies that revolve around me wanting to feel cute in thigh highs and a skirt, and then there’s your darker consensual kidnapping fantasies, where i think about someone snatching me up and using me as their own personal toy for hours (or days on end. that ones a fun fantasy too. like i said there’s a lot.

20: are piercings sexy?

Not to be cliche but on the right person anything is sexy. I don’t lean majorly either way on piercings, but i don’t have much experience with them other than like, ear rings, and I’m not sure they count. I will say that lip rings can be kinda hot. I wonder what kissing with that is like?

23: How did you discover you were kinky?

This is going to sound bad, but looking back on it the first time I ever noticed something about it I was in 1st grade, thats right 1st grade. I didn’t know what it was yet, and didnt act on it for YEARS AND YEARS (so don’t worry) but I was watching Horton Hears a Who in the Library and when the jungle animals tied him up and carried him to trial my fuckin 8 year old brain went “that seems fun” I can remember saying these EXACT words to my castmates during a musical when I was like 10. Word. For. Word. “Oh yeah I like any movie where someone gets tied up or gagged.” I WAS 10. and like I remember thinking like “oh is that weird?” because they all looked at me like i had three heads. I didn’t realize I was kinky though, like actually know the name for it, until about 9th grade?

28:Where is one place you would never have sex?

a bed of nails… just like, ouch.

38:Is it good sex even if you don’t cum?

I think its good sex if you have fun doing it! 

49: Kitchen counter, couch, or on top of the dryer?

I think I gotta go with couch like, I prep food on my counters! maybe dryer would be fun but my dryer at home gets like super duper overheated and I’d worry about burns!

50: Period sex?

Like I said before, me and sex are like, on rocky ground. I don’t know if I want to have REGULAR sex yet. period sex might just be a bit much for me. Maybe eventually!

Ok!! Thats all of em I think. if you can think of anything else let me know! and just remember. I love u and have a good day.

[tiedtogetherwithadagger]

any first kiss sterek recs?! :) Thank you!

Hi sweetie!! Thank you for your everlasting patience, I know it’s taken me ages to respond. I love first kiss fics so I kiiiiiinda got away from myself here lol. Hope you like these!

Is It Cool if I Hold Your Hand? by HalfFizzbin (G 2k)

“So,” says Sheriff Stilinski, raising one eyebrow. “You decided not to play video games at Scott’s, after all?”

“Uh,” Stiles says. His eyes are wide and caught-out, and he’s got his arms wrapped around two giant tubs of popcorn. Beside him, Derek Hale—the same Derek Hale that the Sheriff last saw in his interrogation room—is handing a $20 bill to the cashier and clearly trying to appear as casual as possible. He fumbles the change three times before he gets it into his pocket, though, so it’s a lost cause.

Wake Up and Smell the Unavoidable by uraneia (T 3k)

“I’ll bring it to the cleaner’s and give it back to you,” Stiles said, and then Derek didn’t see his jacket for three weeks and just assumed Stiles forgot all about it.

Only then he does bring it back and, well. It doesn’t smell like smoke anymore, that’s for sure. It holds a weeks-old sort of chemical scent, he assumes from wherever Stiles brought it to be cleaned, so faint Derek would hardly notice if he weren’t looking for it. Under that, a hint of Derek’s own scent. All overlaid with a whole lot of teenage boy. Like Stiles threw it on the ground and rolled around on top of it for a year or so.

Stiles keeps scent-marking Derek, and it's going to drive Derek crazy.

"Five Days in Detention" (A Future Song by Stiles Stilinski) byalisvolatpropiis (3k)

It’s still preseason, sure, but he needs to be practicing. He led the team to the State semifinals last year, and he’s determined to not only make it to the finals this year, but to win the title. He should be on the field right now, practicing his play calls and prepping for next week’s season opener against Saint Pius.

And he can’t do that if he’s wasting his time in detention with these losers. There are a couple of burnouts lazing over some seats by the window, one kid with his face on a desk, hood over his head, and a few Goth kids are sitting in the back corner, looking surly and morose. Maybe you wouldn’t be so miserable if you didn’t listen to such shitty music, he thinks, turning towards his usual seat in the back of the room.

He pauses for the briefest of moments when he sees who’s already sitting there, in the second-to-last row, black-clad limbs spread out, acoustic guitar in his lap, long fingers casually plucking at the strings.

Stiles Stilinski.

Sunshine (Walking On) by JenNova (T 5k)

Derek Hale has a good day. (There is ice cream.)

Kiss Me Under the Light of a Thousand Stars by alisvolatpropiis (5k)

“It was a true love spell,” he admits quietly. “It was supposed to help me find my true love. And apparently I suck at magic as much as I suck at dating because I screwed this up too.”

~~~

In which Stiles' Valentine's Day love spell goes very wrong.

Or perhaps very right.

Lost on You by TroubleIWant (T 5k)

Stiles is the sheriff of Beacon Hills, and Derek's an inveterate cattle hustler better known as The Outlaw Derek Hale. It's a shame he's so goddamn pretty, then.

Full Count, Bases Loaded by eeyore9990 (T 5k)

Playing in the minors, just one phone call away from having every dream come true, means Derek has no time for distractions, no time for fun. He has to bring his A-game every day, during practice and game nights equally. The coaches are always watching and he needs that next ringing phone to be the one calling him up to the majors. He'll have fun when he's catching for the Mets.

But then Stiles Stilinski gets picked up to pitch for the Las Vegas 51s and…

Derek has never had so much fun getting distracted.

Illuminated by ZainClaw (T 5k)

"Because I'm falling in love with you and it's scaring the hell out of me."

I'm No Actor, I Never Was by woodlands (T 5k)

“The New Derek Hale: He Yodels, He Jumps Around to Music!” is the tagline Stiles sends him, after which he’d written: “seriously tho you’d make a killing, people would come to see u sing, hahahahah.”

“Nobody would come to see me jump off the Garnier onto a damp rag,” Derek mutters, feeling sorry for himself.

The Accidental Alpha by maiNuoire (T 7k)

When Stiles goes away to college, he finds a new group of supernatural friends (because of course he does) much to the chagrin of his dad and Derek. It turns out he's pretty good at leading a group of werewolves--and a witch!--through the trials and tribulations of freshmen year.

The truth about love (comes at 3 AM) by Finduilas (E 10k)

When the pack gets locked in at Derek’s new loft during a snowstorm, they play ‘truth or dare’ to pass the time.

Inevitability (About Damn Time) by accordingtomel (E 10k)

“So?” Scott says.

“So?” Stiles sputters, kicking his shoes into the corner and locking the front door behind him. He’d whipped out his phone the second he’d pulled up to the house, and miracle among miracles, Scott actually answered. Of course, he’s not so pleased about that now. “My dad thinks Derek and I are dating, Scott. Did you miss that part?”

The asshole actually has the audacity to laugh. As if this is somehow hilarious to him. Worst best friend ever. “No, I didn’t.”

“This is not funny, Scott.”

“Yeah, it actually kind of is, though.”

28 Days by mountain_ash (M 11k)

Stiles convinces Derek to join a psych study with him. Only hitch? They have to pretend they're a couple. 

[academiix]

70 horrible questions

@mildlineurs​ thx for the tag nicole :p

01: do you have a good relationship with your parents? um i mean i guess but my mom is the epitome of Tiger Mom™

02: who did you last say “i love you” to? ummmm no one? idk i don’t really say i love u unless i’m fangirling (i nvr say ily to my parents cause in some chinese cultures it means ur not close to them)

03: do you regret anything? hell yeah way too many things (but its ok my life is fine rn)

04: are you insecure? yup but mostly about my looks and my future

05: what is your relationship status? like nicole im too busy shipping (chanbaek kaisoo hunhan) and fangirling

06: how do you want to die? probably in my sleep. but most importnatly i want to die remembered, in which the absence of my life doesn’t just pass with a blink of an eye. either i must have influenced people in some way, or achieve some sort of fame.

07: what did you last eat?

pineapples lol

08: played any sports? idk why this question is phased in past tense but i do a form of military-style dance (aka drill) and it counts as a varsity sport lmao

09: do you bite your nails? hmmm like a few times a yr?

10: when was your last physical fight? w my brother probably last month

11: do you like someone? besides fangirling (both over celebs and over attractive ppl n good debaters), nope! but i like my friends??

12: have you ever stayed up 48 hours? lol nope i’d die

13: do you hate anyone at the moment? hm not hate but definitely dislike

14: do you miss someone? yah i’ve been gone from home for 17 days now ;-;

15: have any pets? my fish died a while ago

16: how exactly are you feeling at the moment? tired, a temporary feeling of serenity, a tinge of ambitiousness

17: ever made out in the bathroom? nope

18: are you scared of spiders? if its not on me and if its not dark, then nah

19: would you go back in time if you were given the chance? if its not permanently, then why not? as long as i don’t change anything im good

20: where was the last place you snogged someone? in ‘murica we don’t use the term “snog”

21: what are your plans for this weekend? its already the weekend so stay up till 3am to prep for db8, then db8ing about deleuze & guattari and implementing a model of the la borde clinic through the poesis of db8 and education experimentation, cosmic artisans who erect a nomadic version of student subjectivity to eventually evisceration microfascism. confused? yeah me too

22: do you want to have kids? how many? um once i get over my fear of childbirth, then 1-2 kids

23: do you have piercings? how many? yeah my ears so 2 i guess

24: what is/are/were your best subject(s)? hm chemistry and ap world history

25: do you miss anyone from your past? sure

26: what are you craving right now? milk tea (without the bubbles)

27: have you ever broken someone’s heart? idk maybe? 

28: have you ever been cheated on? no but people do cheat off of my tests

29: have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? no and this q is also very hetero-normative

30: what’s irritating you right now? post modernism 

31: does somebody love you? myself 

32: what is your favourite colour? cyan, and pastel blue and pink!

33: do you have trust issues? im an open book

34: who/what was your last dream about? lol it was about one of my graduated seniors and shes scary irl but we became friends in my dream

35: who was the last person you cried in front of? LOL this is embarrassing but my friend when i found out that we didn’t get put in top lab

36: do you give out second chances too easily? not rly

37: is it easier to forgive or forget? they’re not mutually exclusive

38: is this year the best year of your life? it’s definitely a revolutionary year, but i think the best year was kindergarten

39: how old were you when you had your first kiss? my mom kissed me straight outta the womb

40: have you ever walked outside completely naked? technically inside is the outside of nature so yup

51: favourite food? BEIJING FRIED DUCK and ice cream

52: do you believe everything happens for a reason? um no some ppl r just dumb

53: what is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night? scroll thru tumblr

54: is cheating ever okay? hmmmmmm if i said no i would be a hypocrite (sometimes i cheat on my bias and once per year maybe i’ll peak at a test)

55: are you mean? i prefer the term savage or aggressive

56: how many people have you fist fought? one (my brother)

57: do you believe in true love? yup

58: favourite weather? either snow (when theres no power outage) or sun!

59: do you like the snow? cross apply the answer above

60: do you wanna get married? yeah

61: is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby? they’d have to be a lover or a really good (gay) friend

62: what makes you happy? exo, winning, good food, free time, a good book

63: would you change your name? nope i love my name

64: would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed? idk last person i kissed was a poster so

65: your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? that already happened and i feel bad for him

66: do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around? the person above

67: who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to? someone in my db8 lab

68: who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? my best friend

69: do you believe in soulmates? yes but they’re like once in a century

70: is there anyone you would die for? not ONE person in particular...

tagging: @sprouht-studies @focusign @stvdybuddies @julstudies @rhubarbstudies @educatier @eruditekid

[kaoruyogi]

About Me Monsterpost

Okay, so @ladydracarysao3 and @ma-sulevin tagged me in some memes while I was gone and just after I came back. I’m gonna jam them all in this post, so if you’re interested, it’s under the cut!

Star sign: Scorpio

Height: 5′8″

Time Right Now: 9:00 am on the dot

Last thing you googled: “EVGA GTX 1070 SC vs FTX” (see this post)

Last book you read:  “Worst. Person. Ever.” by Douglas Coupland, though I’ve been reading a lot of novel-length fanfic lately too.

Favorite music artists: Y’cant ask me questions like this!!! I’l just say that lately (past couple weeks) I’ve been listening to a lot of Carla Morrison, Polica, Odesza, and video game OSTs.

Last TV show watched: The very last show I watched before going to bed was “Call the Midwife.” BBC show about midwives in the East End in the late 1950′s. I like it. It’s cute and kinda poignant when it wants to be.

What are you wearing right now: Black yoga pants with a blue striped band, a gray shirt with an “Underwood 2016″ logo (from House of Cards) and my gray/maroon Cullen Templar hoodie. I’m a walking ad for stuff I like.

When did you create this blog: I’ve had the account for years, but my first post was in July 2016.

What kind of stuff do you post: Cullen, mostly. Dragon Age stuff, my fics, music here and there...that pretty much sums it up.

Do you have instagram: Yeeeaaaahhh, but I haven’t posted in years. I was just using it to show my nail art.

Do you have snapchat: Nah. Not my thing.

Do u get asks regularly: Not really. I used to get more, but I’ve hermited for bar prep, and people don’t like that I guess. I’m always happy to answer asks, though.

How did you choose your url: Kaoru was the name of my favorite guitarist in my favorite band in high school, and Yogi was my nickname in high school. I’ve been using this for a looong time.

Gender: Cis female

Favorite color: RAINBOW! Then blues.

Average hours of sleep: Between 4-10 depending on where I am in my work week.

Favorite characters: Cullen Rutherford, Sera, Dorian Pavus, Garrus Vakarian, Nathan Drake, Ellie and Joel...I could go on for days like this.

How many blankets do you sleep with: One on me, one on my husband/over the rest of the bed, one in the middle for the dog.

Dream job: Intellectual property attorney (copyright, I think)

Random: I dunno...I started playing “Horizon: Zero Dawn” last night, and it’s pretty. But I was too sleepy to get really into it. Also it’s kinda tropey, at least in the beginning. 

1. How tall are you? 5′8″

2. What colour and style is your hair? Copper-red

3. What colour are your eyes? Hazel, gray-green-blue on the outside with a copper ring around the pupil

4. Do you wear glasses? Yeah

5. Do you wear braces? Not anymore, but I did when I was 14.

6. What is your fashion sense? T-shirts and yoga pants for home, jeans or jeggings or a dress for going out, a uniform or a rad pant or skirt suit for work.

7. Do you have any siblings? 1

8. What kinda student were/are you? Teacher’s pet all the way through high school. I was high performing student who loved to participate and always wanted to know more. In college, there were some classes I only showed up to if there was a test/quiz, but others I actively participated in (still came out with a good GPA). In law school I was tired, but generally prepared, and I participated a lot. And I graduated with scholastic merit.

9. What is your favourite subject? It was English and History when those were a thing still.

10. Favourite TV shows? Can’t ask me this!!! There are too many.

11. Favourite books? Also too many...I like stuff by Chuck Palahniuk, Douglas Coupland, Neil Gaiman, Janet Fitch, William Shakespeare and dozens of other amazing authors.

12. Favourite pastime? Vidja games, mostly. I’ve been playing some form or another since I was 9 months old and my dad got me a talking parrot game for his new computer.

13. Any regrets? Eh, not really. They’re pointless.

14. What is your dream job? See above in previous meme ^^^

15. Do you want to get married? I am, so...yeah?

16. Do you want kids? How many? Yeah, we want 2.

17. How many countries have you visited? 3-4 (depending on how you count Scotland), but I want to do 3-4 more in one go for our next big vacation

18. What’s the scariest dream you’ve ever had? Usually ones where people are being horribly murdered...I have a lot of those. Don’t ask me why because I have no idea.

19. Do you have any enemies? Probably? I’m an oblivious archenemy I think.

20. Do you have a datemate? My husband, I guess?

a - age: 30 b - biggest fear: Failure c - current time: now 9:34 am d - drink you last had: Water; last non-water drink: Hubert’s Mango Lemonade e - every day starts with: Checking my phone f - favorite song: At this very moment? Either “Un Beso” or “Azucar Morena” both by Carla Morrison g - ghosts, are they real: Nah h - hometown: I don’t want people doxing me, so I’m just gonna go with Southern California  i - in love with: My husband (and our dog? XD) j - jealous of: People who own houses and already have babies...and maybe the people who passed the bar the first time. k - killed someone: At work, we have this thing where, if you answer the phone when someone was dead or dying, you “killed” them. So, in that case, sure. But I’ve never actually killed anyone. l - last time you cried: Day before yesterday. I cry a lot. n - number of siblings: 1 o - one wish: That I passed the bar this time so I can move the fuck on already. p - person you last called/texted: @ladydracarysao3 ^_^ q - questions you’re always asked: How’s school/studying? r - reasons to smile: My husband, my parents/sister, my dog, my friends, a nice comment on tumblr or AO3 s - song last sang: "Un Beso” t - time you woke up: 7:34 am u - underwear color: black  v - vacation destination: Next time, The Netherlands, Belgium, and Denmark w - worst habit: Nibbling on things x - x-rays you’ve had: From bottom to top: toes, ankles, entire spine, fingers, neck, head, teeth, and nose. I’ve broken some stuff and had some injuries. XD y - your favorite food: Pasta or salmon sushi...can’t make me pick more specifically than that. z - zodiac sign: Scorpio 

1. Favorite Color? See above ask meme ^^^

2. Favorite Movie? Too hard a question to answer. It probably falls somewhere between 2005  “Pride and Prejudice” and “The Fifth Element.” But who knows?

3. Favorite Music? See above ask meme ^^^

4. Best childhood memory? There are a lot of good ones...the mud fight in the front garden with my little sister, chasing bighorn sheep up the side of a mountain in Alaska, getting chased by a herd of startled elk in Montana, playing video games with my sister and/or my parents, movie nights...I had a pretty good childhood up to a point.

5. What are you most proud of? The life/relationships I’ve built.

6. Left or right handed? Right

7. If you could only keep 5 things, what would they be? My laptop, my phone, my chargers, my dog, and my wallet to buy the rest of that shit back!

8. Most embarrassing moment? Umm...I screamed on the air once while I was talking to units in the field, and about 300-400 people heard me? I dunno, I don’t get embarrassed easily.

9. Your favorite characteristic? A great laugh and great hugs

10. Water, wind, earth or fire? Depends on the day. Sometimes fire, sometimes water, sometimes earth.

HOLY SHIT THAT TOOK ME AN HOUR!!! Okay, if you’ve made it this far, congratulations!!! <3 I’m not gonna tag anyone because that would just be cruel. XD

[bitt3rsw33tsymph0ny]

1. What’s one thing thats heavily weighing on your mind? I guess my apathy towards my relationship, my confused feelings. and all these friendships of mine that have pretty much gone down the drain. People are a bit crap.  2. What’s one thing you’ve learned from a good friendship gone bad? If someone doesn’t want to be your friend anymore, or can’t be bothered to make the effort, there’s not much point chasing after them, because it can’t have been a very genuine friendship to begin with. I don’t think you should give up on people easily, or get offended if someone clearly doesn’t have the time to hang out. But there’s a point where you know...you don’t really mean that much to them. So fuck it, let it go.  3. What’s one thing you’ve learned lately from love? That if you don’t nurture it, keep it interesting, it can fade away.  4. Is there anyone special in your life in general at the moment? Isabella my flatmate, we are very close. and my mum, dad and sister.  5. What’s a happy time you’ve had in the past week? I had a wonderful time in Italy with Isabella. One moment stands out, on the 12th when it was a beautiful cloudless day in Florence and we were trying to find the gate to get into this fucking garden that had a huge stone wall surrounding it. After 40 minutes of walking we finally found the park entrance, and discovered it was 8 euros to get in; money we didn’t want to spend. Anyway we were really tired from the walking and the wall was so obnoxiously large that we found the whole thing rather ridiculous and couldn’t stop giggling. Especially as the park had a big sign indicating you were allowed to bring your cat for a walk, but not a dog. We ended up finding our way to a nearby piazza which gave us views of the whole city. I felt very content. 

6. Is there anything in your past that you’d like to try again? Hm. I want to try more new things, there’s nothing that comes to mind right now that i’d like to try again (though I’m sure there’s something) 7. Who do you like to spend your nights with? My friends 8. Are you an emotional person? I am quite an emotional person in the way I express myself, but thankfully my moods are not particularly extreme.  9. Are you self conscious? I’m not as much as I used to be, but recently I've been feeling more self-consciousness in front of other people again. Like ...awkwardness? How? I thought I’d GOTTEN OVA DIS.  10. Do you think of others before yourself? I tend to think of myself as more selfish, so no, I believe I think of myself before others. But I’m definitely becoming more considerate...I don’t think I’m as self-centred as I used to be 11. What’s something that can always make you feel better? Sleep, unless I’m really depressed sleep usually does the trick.  12. Who was the last person you had a crush on? This guy called Paris who I met in the summer.  13. Where do you see yourself this time next year? Doing dissertation prep, in the same place I am now, hopefully just working hard and making moneys for travelling and getting ahead with my life. 14. Do you tend to make relationships complicated? I don’t think so, but I’m not very good at articulating my feelings when I’m confused so that can make things more complicated.  15. Who do you feel the most comfortable around? My best friends or my boyfriend.  16. Is there something that you’re waiting for? I guess there’s something, but I probably won’t get it.  17. One thing you’re not looking forward to? Looking for a job again, fml.  18. How do you feel about change? Change really scares me, I usually take a while to adjust. But it is a good thing, and a natural part of life, and I’m beginning to learn to accept the transience of it all. I just need to embrace it. 

19. What are you most looking forward to? Right now? Nothing specifically.  20. What are your plans for your next birthday? I don’t know, I have a bunch of deadlines around my birthday so I’ll probably be in the throes of essay writing. I’d like to throw a house party. 21. Do you even care about your birthday? I do care about it but I’ve become more apathetic as I’ve gotten older, I mean it is just a day like any other. If people make more of a fuss of me on my birthday then I tend to be more excited about it.  22. Do you think anyone in general out there loves you? I know some people love me, yes.  23. When do you think the world will end? I don’t think the world will end for a while yet, maybe not for billions (millions?) of years. As for life on earth, or humanity, vell dat is it a different question.  24. What’s the most expensive piece of clothing you own? Not sure, I don’t really buy myself expensive items of clothing. I have a pair of louboutins but they are secondhand from my aunt.  25. Why do you drive the car you have right now? I do not have a car.  26. Do you still talk to the person you LAST kissed? Yes  27. Have you ever seen your best friend cry? yep 28. What kind of vitamins did you take as a kid? none  30. Did you get any compliments today? I was called very pretty, and someone said I looked nice today, and another person complimented my outfit :)  31. Are you friends with your neighbors? some of em? I live in student flats so it’s hard to know everyone.  32. What were you just thinking about? My Celta application and skype interview tomorrow.  33. Name the places you have lived in? Athens, Stirling.  34. When was the last time you drove more than 15 minutes? In the summer when I was in Greece 35. Have ever had a crush your on your sister’s/brother’s friend? Nope, my sister is 3 years younger than me so her friends were all young and spotty when I knew them.  36. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought? That my skin looked pretty clear despite spending yesterday with a fever and my head down a bucket.  37. When is the next time you will make out with somebody? Next time I see Jiggles I guess...sometime this week.  38. What’s a word that rhymes with “LUCK”? MUCK 39. What’s your favorite planet? Neptune is cool :3  40. Who’s the 2nd person on your missed calls list? Padre.  41. What is your favorite ring tone on your phone? I don’t have a favourite, at the moment it’s a harp.  42. What shirt are you wearing right now? Blue shirt from Andros that says ‘one ouzo two ouzo three ouzo floor’ 43. What do you “label” yourself as? I don’t really fit into one definitive category. BITCH U CANT CONTAIN ME 44. Name the brand of shoes you’re currently wearing? I am shoeless, toes are bare.  45. Bright or dark room? Well the room i’m in right now is relatively bright.  46. What do you think about the person who last took this survey? I don’t know them, apart from their answers I read. They seem like they could do with a hug.  47. If you’re alone in a room with two beds, which one do you sleep in? The bigger bed? the warmer bed? the comfier bed? 48. What were you doing at midnight last night? watching cartoons with Nick and Isabella 49. What did your last text message you received on your mobile say? ’How you getting on darling?How’s your first day at uni been?’ 50. What just so happens to be the best song in the world? radiohead- pyramid song 51. What’s a word or phrase that you say a lot? I say ‘just’ a lot, very unnecessarily. also the word ‘traditional’ ahhaha 52. Who told you he/she loved you last? Isabella  53. Last furry thing you touched?  blankey.  54. How many drugs have you done in the past 3 days? four, if im counting the md, weed, alcohols, and flu pills i took :D  56. Do you have any film that needs to be developed? yes actually!! got my disposable photos to develop :)  57. Favorite age you have been so far? 20 was a pretty grand year.  58. Hats or beanies? hats, i don’t suit beanies much.  59. Your worst enemy? I don’t really have enemies, never really have :P 60. What is your current desktop picture? a snowy mountain