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dericka · 6 years ago

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crochet top by me.😄😍

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bookishluna · 2 years ago

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Monthly Digest | September 2022

Reading Maledictions: A Horror Anthology by Cassandra Khaw, I ended up really enjoying this collection of horror short stories. It was just great to pick up here and there and read something when I didn’t have a ton of time. That being said, it is a collection and I liked some sort stories better than others. I feel like that is just how collections work though in general. This was also my first…

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unironicallyardentnerd · 7 years ago

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Guess who decided to teach themselves how to crochet. It’s wonky as shit, I missed a couple stitches and I’m still having a lot of issues keeping the right tension, but for my first day learning, it’s not actually awful so I’m pretty proud

#natti shouts into the void #natti learns how to crochet

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cornerstonc · 4 years ago

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FULL NAME : natori

NICKNAME : natty, fancy, poppet

TITLE : advisor, possibly referred to as ‘mr.’ by a good portion of staff (natoru refers to him as ‘natori-sama’ in the sub, but i’m unsure if that’s bc of his position or age or even both lies down) also ‘mr. natori’ sounds really funny to me and i couldn’t tell you why-- actually i could it’s probably bc it’s his first name and not his last

» BOLD: applicable…

» ITALICS: somewhat or conditionally applicable…

» STRIKETHROUGH COMBINED WITH ABOVE: …but goes to great lengths to hide it

» no formatting: not applicable

╳ FLAWS.

♔ STRENGTHS.

🖌 SKILLS & HOBBIES.

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loveforpreserumsteve · 5 years ago

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Home for the Holidays: Bonus “CIWYW” Story (Trans!Steve and Pan!Bucky Modern AU)

Seven:

"I didn't know you could skate," Bucky said, positively awestruck by Steve as they sat off to the side by themselves, drinking hot chocolate.

Steve hid his blush by looking at the to-go cup, as he tried to brush off Bucky's admiration, "It's not that impressive. I mean, look at Nat."

"Nattie's good at everything she does," Bucky good-humoredly scoffed. Then, he affectionately bumped his shoulder against Steve's as he adoringly teased, "Apparently, so are you."

That made Steve's blush grow and stretch, all the way up to the tips of his ears. Which he was grateful to be wearing a soft, crocheted blue stocking hat to hide it. Looking up at Bucky, Steve's heart fluttered. The soft way that Bucky was gazing at him made Steve think that maybe -- just maybe -- Bucky loved him too.

No, Steve shook the thought from his head. He wasn't about to get his hopes up. He wasn't going to build this week up only to have to say goodbye again until a Norse God knew when he'd see Bucky again.

So, instead of overthinking and searching for something that would only break his heart once the week was up, Steve decided to do the one thing he could in that moment: Kiss Bucky. Steve leaned in and sweetly pressed his lips to Bucky's. Enjoying the kiss and wanting to memorize it all. The slight chap to his lips. The taste of hot chocolate. The way that Bucky lifted his hand to cradle Steve's face in his hands and held him as though he was the most precious gift in the world.

"Oh, get a room," Sam's deep voice teased as he joined them at the table.

Pulling apart, Steve hid his blushing face in Bucky's broad shoulder while Bucky wrapped his arm around Steve's waist, holding him close. Across from them, Sam feigned disgust, even though it was easy to tell by his grin alone that he was happy for the pair.

So much so that Sam complained, "I gotta get a girlfriend."

"That's a mood," Natasha agreed as she sat down next to Sam with a to-go hot chocolate of her own.

"Oh, please," Sam scoffed and argued, "You practically have a girlfriend!"

Taking a sip of her hot chocolate, Natasha feigned confusion as she playfully asked, "I do?"

"Yeah, ya know, athletic, smart, blonde," Sam teased, exaggeratedly wiggling his eyebrows.

“I’m sure I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Natasha demurely stated, taking an elegant sip of her hot cocoa.

Of course, she did know and so did everyone else. Natasha had been talking with Sharon for about as long as Steve had been talking with Bucky. And much like Steve, Natasha was also afraid of telling Sharon just how deeply she felt for her. Although, there was one huge difference between the pairs, Bucky — and the rest of the Barnes — had been able to travel to New York to be with Steve. Whereas the Carter’s traveled to DC to visit their relatives. Natasha still held out hope that they’d be able to see each other, and Steve held out hope for them too. He shouldn’t be the only fortunate one this holiday season.

Then, Natasha added, "And you forgot to say, 'Empathetic, compassionate, and the most beautiful woman the world has ever seen."

“Maybe we can road trip,” Mandy helpfully suggested.

Natasha grinned at that, even though there was a sadness in her eyes. Steve wasn’t sure if her cousins could see it, but he saw it. Recognizing it and categorizing it, so he could remember to comfort her more later. For now though, Steve simply reached across the table and gave her hand a soothing squeeze.

Cuddling just a bit closer, Bucky kissed the side of Steve’s head and agreed with his younger sister, “A road trip sounds fun.”

“Road trip?” Darlene excitedly questioned as she joined the teens at the table with her camera hanging around her neck and Tibby at her side.

Sam nodded his confirmation, but when Sarah joined the table she rejected the idea entirely as she reminded Steve and Natasha, “I hate to be that mom, but definitely not gonna happen.”

“Why not?” Winifred asked, helping Eddie with his hot chocolate.

“They know why,” Joseph clarified with a chuckle before further explaining for those not involved, “You give them a car and well wishes and they end up in Pennsylvania instead of with Ivan Up North.”

“In our defense,” Natasha breezily cut in while the Arkansas clan laughed at the quick story, “Would you want to be stuck with my dad? There’s a reason why he’s saved as, ‘Ivan the Terrible,’ in my phone.”

Words of assent were shared among the group with, "That's true," and, "No, definitely not," because really, who would ever want to be left with Natasha's dad? Certainly not anyone at the table, and Steve was willing to bet no one else would either. After all, his ex-fiancée called off the engagement because he was an, "egotistical, narcissistic, jealous, mother fucking asshole who is incapable of loving because he has no heart, and shouldn't even be allowed to be a father because he sure as shit doesn't care about what's best for his daughter!"

Or at least that was what Natasha had relayed back to Steve. And considering Natasha sided with her, that said a lot. Really though, it just made Steve feel even more protective over his best friend than he originally had. Steve could tell that he wasn't the only one though. Not only did Natasha's family care about her and her well-being, but so did his own family. Sarah and Joseph did give Natasha a key to their house for a reason.

Rubbing Natasha's back, Sarah maternally kissed her temple and smoothed her hand over Natasha's freshly colored vibrant red hair. Motherly, Sarah assured, "That's why you're our daughter."

"No give-backs!" Natasha joked, resting her head on Sarah's shoulder.

"Nah, we'd never be able to do that," Steve reassured, winking at his best friend. Holding Bucky just a bit closer, Steve confirmed, "We keep the ones we like."

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hibis411 · 5 years ago

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kpopfanfictrash · 6 years ago

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“Hm.” Moving beside you, Namjoon peers at the selection. “Okay, what do we have here? Lukewarm Franzia, semi-cold Natty Light and a concoction Hoseok lovingly refers to as ‘bathroom floor,’ because that’s the next thing you’ll see.”

The Rich Man’s Crochet Club

[ Send me a word, if it’s in my wip document I’ll answer your ask with the sentence that it appears in ]

#The Rich Man's Crochet Club

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fuckyeah-dragrace · 2 years ago

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shut up and look at what i made today!!

#i love them #lil froggie bag #frog on the go #nattie crochets

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oddity-bobbity · 6 years ago

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Greetings & Welcome to Oddity Bobbity!

Hello fellow craft enthusiasts. My name is Natty and I love starting 50 projects while already having 50 projects in waiting haha 💙

In all seriousness, this blog is to document my crafting and keep me on track for finishing those projects I've started (master list to come soon). I focus on crochet, knit, and sewing, but also love to expand my knowledge in other areas such as cards, photography, and woodworking... basically, I love being crafty!

Since I don't quite have one style or item I'd like to focus on I've created Oddity Bobbity; with this is the intent of having odd & end crafts as well as a rotating stock to ensure the items I make are made with love instead of mechanical processing just to get product out.

Join me on this wonderfully creative adventure and please know that my inbox is open to suggestions/ideas!

#crocheting #knitting #yarn #crafts #card making #creative #odditybobbity

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dericka · 5 years ago

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Another handmade piece by Me🌹 gif for fun

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rauliskafan · 6 years ago

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A Hard Lesson in Matters of the Heart: Chapter 9

Authors’ Note: Hello, hello, sweet readers!!! @vintagemichelle91 and I are blown away by your response to this latest installment of our series!!! Your ever-insightful comments are making our days and nights, and we cannot thank you enough!!! Time to check in with Natalia and a few unexpected visitors. Read on for more and enjoy!!!

Having just put the twins down for their nap, Natalia turned her attention to a project that had initially excited her. How hard could it be to crochet a bonnet for her new niece or nephew? Starting the chain, forming an endless row that might be better-suited for a blanket became as easy as putting pen to paper. But to create the first stitch, to braid the loops so the patch would grow into something, anything, left her frustrated. No matter how many guides she read or how-to videos she watched, her fingers would not form the proper path. Yielding with the yarn still in hand, she tried to tell herself that it wasn’t an omen, some sign of dire days to come for her sister and the sergeant. After how far they had come, it simply could not end in a tangle of torment. Biting down on her lip, she was ready to take up the task anew when she heard a knock and moved to answer the call.

“Hello, Mrs. Barba.”

Stunned to see Peter Stone standing on her stoop, Natalia needed a few seconds to process his presence as he placed his hands in his pockets and shuffled his feet.

“Hope I’m not bothering you,” he continued.

“Why would you think that, Mr. Stone?” she inquired. “Because my husband comes home scowling after having to work with you? Or is it the little matter of breaking my sister’s heart?”

“I deserve that,” Stone admitted.

“And so much more,” Natalia hissed.

“No argument. I just… may I speak with you?”

Reluctantly, Natalia stepped aside to usher the other ADA inside. Stone stepped slowly, looking unsure of where to sit when Natalia cleared the yarn from the sofa.

“You knit?” he asked.

“Crochet,” Natalia corrected him. “It’s something for Maggie’s baby.”

“That’s sweet,” Stone said, sadly.

“Thank you. Of course, I’m still learning. I haven’t promised anything that I can’t follow through on. But then, you wouldn’t know anything about that.”

He stayed silent, waiting, until Natalia assumed another seat in the room. Stone’s shoulders slumped, and Natalia tapped her toes on the floor with her arms firmly crossed over her chest.

“You must think I’m an asshole,” he said softy.

“I wouldn’t say that,” Natalia replied.

“You wouldn’t?” he asked, his tone somewhat hopeful.

“I would call you the asshole,” Natalia shot back. Her voice was thick, and Stone simply sighed.

“Seeing Maggie again… after all this time… it was a shock.”

“Am I supposed to feel sorry for you?” Natalia asked.

“No, no,” Stone insisted. “I… please. I thought… I mean it’s not as if Maggie will talk to me.”

“Mr. Stone, if you ever cared for her, you---”

“Mrs. Barba, I loved her. I… I’ve never loved anyone else in the same way.”

“So much that you abandoned her?” Natalia said, not willing to give him even an inch. “Do you know what her life was before she met Mike?”

“Your husband alluded to some of it.”

“I’ll tell you flat out,” Natalia interjected. “Her mother got her hooks back into her. Arranged for her to dance, sure. But she was abused by the man who ran the troupe. She developed a drug problem. Need I go on?”

“No,” Stone said, his voice even softer as he ran one hand over his face. I hate hearing this. Knowing this.”

“How do you think it was for Maggie living it?” Natalia asked.

“Awful,” he said. “And if I had known… Mrs. Barba, I swear to you I would have sought her out.”

“Why?” Natalia asked, just leaning forward in her chair. “To check in and leave her all over again?”

“No!” Stone said, yelled. Natalia raised an eyebrow and nearly stood, preparing to send him back the way he came when he waved one hand in the air.

“Wait,” he said. “I’m sorry. Please. I don’t want to upset Maggie. I can’t talk to your husband.”

“Don’t you have a friend or some family to confide in?” she asked.

“Not in the city,” he somberly confessed. “I mean there’s my… but no. Not really.”

Natalia wanted to take the words back. Angry as she was, she hated the feel, the sound of her low blow, and she sank back into her seat.

“What do you need to tell me, Mr. Stone?” she said. He took a few seconds to gather his thoughts before meeting her eyes.

“I was the asshole,” he started. “Meeting Maggie… the months I had with her… do you know what it’s like to feel like you’re living underwater with all that fuzzy sound? And then you can finally hear every song in the world?”

“I know that feeling all too well,” Natalia said, looking at the golden band on her finger. “I also know… look.”

He waited without so much as blinking until Natalia continued.

“When Rafael and I were first together… something happened. And… and I pushed him away. It’s complicated. But I was scared. Was that what happened to you?”

Not that she wanted to hear that he had suffered some horrible fate, but on some level in would make a kind of sense. She held onto that dark possibility until Stone answered.

“No,” he said.

“No?” she echoed. “Then what? Why in the world would you leave her?”

“Because I didn’t know who the hell I was or where I was even going back then,” Stone admitted. “Some days, I barely know now. Was I a ballplayer? Was I going to follow in my father’s footsteps? Maybe I would never amount to anything. And she… Maggie deserved so much more than me.”

“You couldn’t just talk to her about that?” Natalia asked, a small part of her understanding where he was coming from but still…

“Then maybe I was scared,” he said. “Or immature. Or just… but I thought it was a way to do right by her. And when I finally knew who I was… it wasn’t like we could just pick up where we left off.”

“No,” Natalia agreed, her rage cooling when she saw him struggling, and she stood slowly to sit at his side. “Mr. Stone… Peter?”

“Yes?” he hopefully asked.

“This is where we all are now,” she said. “If you still care about Maggie---”

“Of course I do,” he cut in.

“Then please keep your distance,” Natalia said. “Don’t spoil everything that she has.”

“I can’t just leave altogether,” he said. “I made a promise to Jack McCoy. I have my father’s estate to sort out. Other obligations.”

“But you know what I mean,” Natalia gently warned.

She watched her words sink in, wondering if he was going to argue that he couldn’t do that, that simply seeing her sister again had stoked some fire in his soul. He looked as if he was about to answer when there was the sound of a key in the door.

“Natty! I used my spare. I know I’ve been kind of out of touch, but I need to---”

Maggie’s speech came to a halt, and she placed one hand over her mouth the second she caught sight of Peter Stone.

“What… why is he here?” Maggie managed. “Who the hell told him he could come here?”

“He’s dropping something off for Rafael,” Natalia lied as she felt Stone tense next to her.

“Someone he sees everyday who can’t stand him?” Maggie asked. “A likely story.”

“You’re right,” Stone swore, suddenly on his feet. “This is all on me, Maggie. I… I needed to talk to your sister.”

“But not to me?” Maggie demanded. “And why is that, Peter? Still can’t bear to be in the same room with me?”

“I never said---”

“You didn’t have to,” Maggie said, charging forward and pushing her palm into his chest. “Your actions did the heavy lifting.”

“Would you have even wanted to---?”

“That’s not the point,” Maggie cried out. “But I don’t want to see you now, and if my sister let you in it’s only because she’s a hell of a lot nicer than I---”

“Will you both stop!” Natalia begged, raising her voice to the point where it carried up the staircase. Hearing Hazel’s cry from the nursery mingling with Holly’s, Natalia’s eyes darted between the pair before settling on her sister.

“Are you alright?” she asked.

“Peachy,” Maggie said.

“Then let me check on the twins. And.. just talk to him for a moment, Maggie.”

“Why?”

“Because you need to hash this out.” For several seconds, there were no sounds other than the twins’ faint cries. Finally, Maggie nodded.

“Good,” Natalia said. “I’ll be right back.”

She was almost at the foot of the stairs when she looked back to Stone.

“Here’s your chance to fix what you can. Make the most of it.”

And with that, she left them alone.

Maggie turned her back on Peter, heading for the French doors and stepping onto the balcony. Finding it hard to breathe despite the fresh air, she felt Peter follow and froze when he stood at her side.

“How are you feeling?” he asked.

“How do you think?” she spat, avoiding his eyes.

“Maggie, I… if I had known you were in Manhattan… that taking this job would bring me so close to you, I---”

“Would have cut and run,” she said. “That’s what you’re good at.”

“I would have stayed away because the last thing I want is to hurt you.”

Now she glared at him, and Peter’s face reddened. .

“Again,” he continued. “I know I did far worse already. Just now starting to understand the half of it.”

“So you’ve heard Poor Little Maggie’s tale of woe,” she scoffed, picking at her nails and wishing he would vanish into thin air. She didn’t want him hurt in any way. That much she could never desire. She only wanted him gone.

Didn’t she?

“Maggie?”

She felt Peter’s warm breath trickle from his lips to waft through a few locks of her fallen hair. Tears pooled in her eyes, and she wondered why she was here, why she didn’t just take off and talk to Natalia later when Peter reached for her hand.

“Don’t,” she said in a weak voice.

“Please,” he said. “Maggie, I was an idiot. An asshole.”

“How astute of you.”

“Actually, that was your sister’s observation.”

“Natty?” Maggie asked in disbelief. “Wow, you got on her bad side real fast.”

“She’s seems pretty protective,” he agreed.

“She is,” Maggie agreed. “So is my husband.”

“Maggie, I get it,” Stone sighed. “You have everything I ever wanted for you.”

“Ever wanted for---”

“The truth?” he asked.

“And what even is that?”

He said nothing until she fixed her stare on his mint green gaze.

“I wasn’t good enough for you,” he said. “I should have told you that. But I knew… I was pretty sure you’d fight me on it.”

His words hit her heart like a charge of electricity, causing her to shiver. Instinctively, she gripped his hand tighter. Was it to keep from falling? Or losing him again?

“What clued you in?” she asked, barely able to keep her tears at bay. “My proposal?”

“Big part of it,” he said. “Look, I’m not making excuses. I can’t turn back the clock.”

The feel of his hand in hers recalled so many nights pressed close to his side, mornings where their bodies lingered under soft sheets. Even without looking, she still knew every line of his palm, where they stopped and started.

“I don’t want you to,” she said, her voice just above a whisper.

“I get that,” he said. “You’re happy now. And I’m not here to take that away from you. But just know this. Maggie?”

With his free hand, he cradled her chin and smiled.

“Just because I was a coward doesn’t mean that I didn’t love you. It’s not much. But it... that’s the truth.”

Holding his hand, wanting to ask him so many more questions, she forced herself to flee from his grasp and clutched the railing.

“Please, Peter,” she said. “I can’t do this. Please just go.”

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw him look as if he wanted to object. Somehow, he seemed to dial the impulse back and bowed his head.

“Least I can do,” he said. She watched him start to leave, and he was almost at the French doors when he looked back to her once more.

“What?” she asked.

“All this time… and I know it’s my fault… but God this feels even harder… leaving you a second time around.”

Maggie stayed in his eyes for a few moments more, unable to move. Only when she heard the front door open and close softly did she sink to the nearest chair, holding her head in her hands.

“Maggie? Oh, honey.”

Natalia said nothing else, and Maggie fell into her sister’s warm arms, returning her hug and clasping her close.

“I’m sorry,” Natalia said. “Maybe I shouldn’t have---”

“It’s not you,” Maggie whimpered. “It… he told me why it all fell apart.”

“I know,” Natalia soothed. “That’s a lot to lay at your feet.”

“Yeah,” Maggie admitted, sniffling and lifting her head to wipe the tears away. “But it’s not the real problem.”

“It’s not?” Natalia asked.

“No. Not like I came here expecting any of this.”

“Why then?” Natalia asked, rubbing her sister’s arm and waiting.

“I… ever since I saw him again… Natty, I can’t get him out of my mind.”

Natalia’s eyes grew wide, and Maggie looked to the clouds passing by overhead.

“I know,” she moaned. “And it doesn’t mean I don’t love Mike or love him any less. But I can’t… and now it’s worse.”

“Why worse?” Natalia asked.

“Because now I know why,” Maggie said. “It’s not because Peter didn’t love me. Should I have fought harder for him? Might it all have been---?”

“You can’t think like that, Maggie,” Natalia said. “The moment’s passed.”

“Right.”

“And all this stress is not good for you or the baby.”

“Natty, please! I’m trying to sort all this out. I don’t need… I don’t need you…”

Her voice hitched and as she broke down again, Natalia held her, smoothing her hands up and down her back. She whispered sweet words, and Maggie let her tears spill until they were spent. Exhausted, she finally lifted her head from Natalia’s shoulder.

“Better?” Natalia asked.

“Yeah,” Maggie said. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be,” Natalia said. “Let’s get you inside. I’ll make some tea.”

Nodding, Maggie let her sister walk her a few steps when she stopped and gripped Natalia’s arms.

“Don’t tell Rafael about this.”

“What?” Natalia asked, looking stunned. “Why?”

“Because Mike already senses something’s really off between him and Peter and this will just push it over the edge and I don’t want Mike to know and I can’t take the chance that Rafael might say something and---”

“Maggie, you’re not making any sense.”

“Just please, Natty?” Maggie begged. “I can’t have to worry about this, too!”

Her breaths came more rapidly, and Natalia hurried her inside to sit her down. She held her sister’s hand and urged Maggie to inhale deeply and exhale loudly. Only when Maggie felt as if she was no longer drowning was she able to completely focus on her sister.

“Please, Natty,” Maggie said. “I know it’s a lot to ask.”

“I don’t want to keep things from my husband.”

“I know,” Maggie said sadly, resigned to Rafael knowing the truth before the day was out when Natalia hugged her again with a sigh.

“But for you, Maggie, I will.”

Tagging: @thefanficfaerie @dreila03 @minidodds @sonshine-carisii@obfuscateyummy @mrsrafaelbarba @delia26 @kkemp43 @letty-o@sweetsummertime99 @lyssa1385 @gibbs274@destroyedbydickwolf @ullilalla @morbid-apricots @imagine-hopper @velveteenb5 @fortheloveofallthingsraul @southern-magnolia

#raúl esparza #rafael barba #natalia barba #peter stone #maggie dodds #a hard lesson in matters of the heart #a hard lesson series #law & order: svu #svu fanfiction

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irreplaceable-ecstasyy · 3 years ago

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Thank you for the tag, Lizliz <3

1. nicknames: nat. it's the name i go by these days (because if you use my entire name, i will think that i am in trouble). it's pretty much that one nickname everyone uses. some peeps call me natty or nutty (my younger cousins use this one a lot), or sometimes it's just nut (exclusively one cousin). will definitely answer to 'bitch'. <3

2. zodiac: scorpio (and i don't know the rest, i'm sorry) my chinese zodiac is a horse :D

3. height: 5'5"

4. last movie: uh... pulp fiction. this was last sunday. i don't watch movies often

5. last thing i googled: crochet patterns (i don't know how to crochet, by the way)

6. favorite musician: grace mclean , dave malloy , daniel zaitchik , p!nk , brittain ashford

7. songs in my head: what goes around comes around (disney villain musical, that's it)

8. other blogs: i had a helene kuragina rp blog but i haven't used that in forever

9. followers: 331 (love y'all)

10. sleep: error 101: searching for sleep...

11. lucky number: 16. (Through my schooling years, I always find myself landing on number 16 on the class list so it's stuck with me & i think it's a pretty swell number)

12. wearing: blue jersey & black shorts (my pajamas, enjoy)

13. dream job: a performer! (sort of doing that now virtually so we are somewhat living it under these covid circumstances)

14. dream trip: new york, because broadway & friends. uk, because west end & friends. australia, cuz family... and also theatre. :)

15. food: yes (if i had to pick, it would be cake)

16. instruments: drums (bonk bonk), and the most annoying instrument on earth, the recorder <3

17. languages: this is rough. english , very basic mandarin & cantonese & malay (i understand these languages more than i can speak them)

18. favorite song: charming (the great comet), one last time (hamilton), alice human sacrifice (vocaloid), ocean-vapor (grace mclean)

19. random fact: i have a fear of touching disgusting pictures, like insects or whatnot. i literally cannot. there was once i read a comic book filled with insect images and i pinched the corner of the book to read it.

20. aesthetics: tea (lots of it), a library of books, stacks of notebooks, desks cluttered in writing instruments, all things alice in wonderland, comfortable jackets & hoodies, a cold rainy day by the window, the most absurd bookmarks, frogs & pigeons, music albums propped up in a bookshelf, little trinkets decorating the bookshelf, a wall filled with posters

no pressure tag: @thepeggyofthegroup123 @trojan-seagull @wicked-books-101 @fluffyjor2 @atarev @bramblesongs @denim-supreme @ourladyoftheundcrground

i was tagged by @littledarlingwellaway and @coincidence-ithinknots-blog , thank you!

Rules: Answer these 20 questions and then tag people you want to get to know better

1) Nickname: swan, ren, biohazard, woody, bread/bread thief, dad, john, cat lady (or laddie. depends on the mood my sister is in. she uses both fairly interchangeably??), sammy (i can count on one hand the number of people i let call me this. it is a privilege that is given.), “that cello over there”, “little chihuahua kid” (it’s not my fault i have so much adrenaline. my younger sister was the one that started it. apparently a lot of people think i am like a chihuahua. chihuahuas are good), “scary reptile person”, kid, nerd, gremlin, little (macaroni stealing) mouse, little russ

2) Zodiac Sign: sagittarius!

3) Height: i am small enough to fit inside of an upright bass <3 (but it also depends on who you ask and when. it’s weird)

4) Last Movie I Watched: i,, do not remember the last time i watched an actual proper movie. i think it was head, with elly?

5) Last Thing I Googled: the “well now i am not doing it” penguin meme

6) Favorite Musician: (softly) don’t

7) Song Stuck in my Head: what’s new pussycat. (we’re almost there, lads)

8) Other Blogs: uh,, u h. h m . on one hand i could list them out but i really do not think any of us want to be here for that–

9) Blog Following: 722. how many of those are active? can’t remember. and a good number of them are not actually in use and i cannot explain what they are <3

10) Amount of sleep: …this is a trap and i know it

11) Lucky Number: i don’t know that i have one ? but i’ve always been oddly fond of 19. i don’t know why. also 10 14 & 15! i like 10 14 & 15. they’re nice solid numbers and this is definitely not connected to any certain ship sailing/sinking date <3

12) What am I wearing: pink floyd hoodie, dragon t-shirt i stole from my stepdad, and the rainbow music leggings i stole from my cousin d>:D (and a hat. because my kids won’t sTOP TRYING TO LICK MY HEAD)

13) Dream Job: herpetologist. writer. literature major. musician of SOME SORT (but not,,, in a big fancy orchestra. no thank you)

14) Dream Trip: titanic wreck site but also i want. to see. the parisian sewers. d:).

15) Favorite Food: legally i have to say bread,

16) Play an Instrument: unfortunately yes. i keep agreeing to help people and it’s a mess

17) Languages: English

18) Favorite Song: once again,, i am not legally allowed to pick favourites <3

19) Random Fact: i am still procrastinating against my english assignment d:) d:) d:) this is fine

20) Describe Yourself in Aesthetics Things: waistcoats, an unreasonable number of hats strewn across the room, instruments propped up against walls, books stacked up and shoved into any cranny they’ll fit in, ink spilled across a desk, the feeling of a just-shed snake’s skin, staying up late and drinking tea, knives, sweaters that are too-big over buttonups

I’ll tag (no pressure!): @jo-mccoy @rainbow-firecracker @phoenixharrison@peaked-in-third-grade @seadeepy and anyone else who wants to!

#nat.txt

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