#no gods no betas we die like FUCKING EVERYONE I GUESS. IT IS THE APOCALYPSE.

[kiaxet]

Once again, the latest update from @somerandomdudelmao has left me fully in my feelings, and so I come to you with ~900 words of emotion.

(This one is a rough one: content warnings for death, sibling death, self-sacrifice, and just general despair. Y'all have read the update. You know what we're doing here.)

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It's supposed to be over.

Master Michelangelo-

(No, no, he's never thought of himself that way. No matter how many times he's been called Master Michelangelo, in his own head he's still just Mikey.)

-Mikey has given everything. He'd opened the portal, watched his own mystic energy - grown larger and stronger with each battle even as it consumed his youth and his very life as its fuel - tear through his arms, cracks traveling up his body until the force of it shattered his form, consuming everything that kept him bound to the physical plane in order to form one last-ditch attempt at setting things right.

He'd managed a wink and a smile, and then he'd died.

And yet he's still here. Why-

The promise. The caveat to the plan. Leo.

Leo had refused to leave him alone at the end, and Mikey will be damned before he refuses to return the favor.

Not that there'll be anything left to damn. The family's Ninpo is what connected them to the Hamato afterlife, and Mikey's is shattered, expended to give Casey a better chance at life. At this point, he's held together with the metaphysical equivalent of duct tape and spite - Donnie's favorite building materials when supplies ran short.

(Donnie's gone. Mikey failed him - failed to catch the infection, failed to cure it, failed to find his spirit amongst the Hamato ancestors. The Krang had obliterated him, and Mikey had failed to help until it was too late.)

(He can't find Raph among the ancestors, either. One more big brother failed.)

(He knows there won't be much left of Leo - not after Leo spent so long being Mikey's living shield, letting the Krang tear into his Ninpo time and time again in order to keep Mikey's intact - but he won't fail Leo. He can't. He can't.)

He's still here, for now, and that has to be good enough. He levitates, surveying a battlefield gone cold in the wake of an overwhelming Krang victory, and goes in search of his last remaining brother.

Leo's corpse isn't far - Mikey spots it near where the portal had been, face down in rock that had been blasted smooth and clean. Krang laser. There's no surviving those.

His gaze flickers upwards across the horizon, and he sees something glow near the corpse, a white outline coming into being before the color follows after, taking a familiar shape. It's-

It's Casey-

It's Casey, but he looks different. Better. His clothes are intact and clean - brand new, from the looks of it. His hair is washed and fluffy. His face and arms have filled out and his shoulders broadened, like he'd been getting good food and enough of it. He doesn't look like the Casey Mikey had made a portal for minutes ago; he looks like how they'd all wanted Casey to look, like he's finally getting what they would have killed to have been able to provide for him. He looks like a dream.

And that's how Mikey knows it's a lie.

It's the Krang. The Krang have done something, made one final twist of the knife that's been stuck in Leo's heart since the night they lost the Key - for all Mikey knows, they're going to use it to desecrate his brother's body, and he is not letting that happen. He zooms closer to Leo's corpse-

"We did it, Mikey, we got him out-"

-and feels the world tilt.

That's not Leo's corpse, because Leo's not dead. He's clinging to life, muttering nonstop in a voice barely above a whisper - he's not long for this world, but he's still here-

The lie cries out in Casey's voice and makes for his brother-

And Mikey lashes out, magic coming to his hands as easily as it ever did. It's not enough to incinerate the lie - the thing is too smart, too quick, and pulls back with only an injury to its arm. That's enough of an opening for Mikey to land in front of Leo, snarling at the lie wearing his nephew's face. "Don't. Touch. Him!" That's his brother. That's his brother. That's the only brother he has left, and he won't have him for long, but that doesn't mean the Krang can take him! "Whatever Krang trick you are-"

Spite, while fun, is no substitute for engineering. Donnie had told him that once.

The spite - and whatever else is holding him together at this point - gives out, the collapse manifesting as pain, and Mikey folds in on himself with a groan. He can fight - he will fight - but if the lie forces combat, then fighting will be the last thing he'll ever do, and Leo will die alone.

He can't. He just…he can't.

He drops to his knees, laying a spectral hand on Leo's head. Leo doesn't react - his Ninpo is shattered to begin with, and Mikey wouldn't be surprised if death's door has robbed Leo of his senses as it is - and just keeps talking.

"We got Casey through the portal, he'll be okay, he'll get to grow up without all of this, we did it, we- we- we did it, Mikey-"

Mikey kneels there, one hand on his inert brother's head as Leo's life slowly sputters out. Eventually he'll die, and what fragments are left of his spirit will disintegrate, too shattered by years of warfare to persist after death, and Mikey will let himself fade along with them. Together until the rapidly approaching end, like they'd promised.

He kneels, and waits for oblivion to come.

[revengefuel]

Late Dawns and Early Sunsets

Pairing: Frank Iero/Gerard Way, (minor)Ray Toro/Mikey Way

Rating: Mature

Summary: Things weren't all that bad, despite the raging zombie apocalypse that had recently formed. They had food, water, shelter, weapons, and the four of them together had just enough brains to outsmart the undead. Well, rather, Mikey, Ray, and Gerard were good at that. Frank just wanted to fight them. It was a fun stress reliever, he liked to say. But it was okay. Gerard was able to pull him away most of the time. They'd spent most of their days inside, playing whatever card or board games they found while they were out, and they'd go scavenging before they ran out of the necessities. Granted, they all felt gross and grimy from the lack of real showers, but it wasn't very unusual for them to be that way before, so they didn't seem to mind too much. If they were really bored, they'd find a way to some rooftops of buildings with electricity to play music to their heart's content. Frank practically begged them to do it, and even though the others were a little wary, the thrill of the music was still always nice. it wasn't the best idea, because zombies liked to crash their shows, but there weren't too many, it was nothing a knife couldn’t fix.

Until now. 

Thank you @nuhnyah for betaing! Also on AO3

Things weren't all that bad, despite the raging zombie apocalypse that had recently formed. They had food, water, shelter, weapons, and the four of them together had just enough brains to outsmart the undead. Well, rather, Mikey, Ray, and Gerard were good at that. Frank just wanted to fight them. It was a fun stress reliever, he liked to say. But it was okay. Gerard was able to pull him away most of the time. They'd spent most of their days inside, playing whatever card or board games they found while they were out, and they'd go scavenging before they ran out of the necessities. Granted, they all felt gross and grimy from the lack of real showers, but it wasn't very unusual for them to be that way before, so they didn't seem to mind too much. If they were really bored, they'd find a way to some rooftops of buildings with electricity to play music to their heart's content. Frank practically begged them to do it, and even though the others were a little wary, the thrill of the music was still always nice. it wasn't the best idea, because zombies liked to crash their shows, but there weren't too many, it was nothing a knife couldn’t fix.

Until now.

"Frank, we told you this was a bad idea!" Ray shrieked, panicking as they all saw the streets completely filled with zombies. It was almost like their concerts from before the world went to shit if they didn’t look too closely, but this time, they weren't fans. Well, maybe in the past, but now, they're definitely not. They want to tear them limb for limb. Well, that's also not much different either, but they want to do it in a different way. A less I wanna fuck the sexy rockstars way, and more of a I want to be the cannibal I am and actually eat them alive kinda way.

"How was I supposed to know we'd summon a hoard!?" Frank hissed out, and Gerard didn't understand how he didn't feel a little stupid. How was he supposed to not know?

"You're a fucking idiot." Gerard said, and Mikey let out a frustrated groan, causing everyone to stare at him.

"Okay, yes, we get that Frank is an idiot, but how the fuck are we gonna get out of this!?" Mikey hissed, and everyone seemed to shut up to think.

"Think we can sit up here and wait it out?" Gerard asked, and Frank looked over the edge of the roof again, before letting out a loud curse, running towards the open double doors to the roof and closing it. Gerard raised an eyebrow. "Frank?"

"Shit, uh, doesn't seem like it," Frank panted, with his palms on each door. Not long after he got it closed, there was a pounding against it from the other side, and Frank almost lost his grip, sliding backward until he slammed back into the door, shutting it once more. "Uhm, a little help here!?" Frank yelled out.

Fuck.

The other three immediately ran up towards Frank, all of them pushing at the doors with all of their weight, successfully keeping the door closed.

"Okay, so, like, is there anything we can like, wedge into the handles to hold it closed!?" Mikey yelled out, and it was almost scary seeing so much emotion on Mikey's rather emotionless face. None of them can really say anything, though.

"Fuck, uh, I'll go look?" Ray said, and they all moved a little to keep the pressure on the doors as Ray left to go find something.

A couple minutes, and a few screams of hurry the fuck up, Ray! Ray was back, a metal pole in his hands and a panicked look on his face. "Will this work?" Ray asked.

"Yeah, Ray, fuck! I could kiss you, but I'd rather not," Frank exclaimed, and they'd all be laughing if there weren't presumably over a dozen zombies on the other side of the door.

"Okay, fuck, Frank! Get the other door, I'll stay here. Mikey, stand back and get your knife out. Ray, stick that in as soon as there's enough room for you to get in here!" Gerard screamed out the orders, automatically taking the lead role as he naturally does, and the others are pretty glad he is. They're not sure where they'd be without him.

After receiving an "Okay!" From everyone, they all moved into place, Frank on the left door, Gerard on the right, and Mikey standing close behind them with his knife out, ready to fight. As soon as there was room between Frank and Gerard, Ray was in between them, sliding the metal rod in between the hole through the handles, and then they all stepped back, knives at the ready in case anything slipped.

But it worked. The zombies pushed at the door, but it wouldn't budge! Holy fuck, they were all relieved.

"Frank, if we ever get off this roof and back in our house, you're sleeping on the floor for weeks." Gerard hissed out after a few moments of them just breathing. Frank let out a nervous laugh, his breath still not completely calmed. None of theirs were, really. There was still a shit ton of zombies on the other side of the door, after all.

"Yeah, but like, why the floor? Don't I at least get the couch?" Frank asked, and Gerard glared at him. It wasn't hatred, Gerard could never hate Frank, but that didn't stop him from being upset that he all but demanded them to do this, even when they told him it wasn’t a good idea.

"No, you get the floor. Mikey and Ray get the couch." Gerard said, and Frank whined.

"Okay, stop fighting you two, and please help us figure out how we're going to get out of here!" Mikey said. Him and Ray had apparently been talking together about what to do, and finally got fed up with the other's unhelpful bullshit.

"Okay, fine, fine. Do either of you have any ideas?" Gerard questioned, because he had no idea. He had absolutely zero.

"Why do you think we asked?" Mikey rolled his eyes.

"Well…" Frank said, and they all looked at him.

"Frank, you better have a good idea this time, or I'm going to ask you to shut up, because your ideas haven't really been the best today, have they!?" Gerard glared at him, and the other two nodded.

Frank really was in the doghouse now, wasn't he?

"Fine, fuck, I'm sorry. I didn't know it'd lead to this! But fuck, I. Okay, I have an idea, but I don't think anyone will like it." Frank sighed out in frustration, running his hands through his hair.

"Oh, do tell, Frank. I mean, not the first bad idea of the night!" Gerard spat out, and Ray put his hand on Gerard's shoulder, causing him to look up at Ray, who was giving him the 'parent stare' as they call it, and he huffed out an irritated sorry, before looking down.

"I think we're putting too much pressure on Frank. Yes, he was a total idiot, but it's not like we weren't having fun either." Ray reminded them, and Frank smiled softly at Ray.

"Okay, so, there's a bunch more buildings around us, buildings with closed doors and much less zombies, and probably a back door that leads us to our car." Frank started, and the others stared at him expectedly, but he stayed silent.

"And? How do you suggest we're gonna get to one?" Gerard questioned, albeit a little roughly. Ray gave him a pointed look, but he just rolled his eyes and pouted.

"Well," Frank started, then sighed. "We jump to the other building?" And then Ray and Gerard were glaring at him, while Mikey has a thoughtful look on his face.

"Gerard, you can yell at him," Ray said after a moment, and Gerard was prepared to do just that before Mikey spoke up, interrupting his words.

"Maybe," he said. "They're not too far away, and it's not like we're completely unable."

Frank let out a "See!?" While the other two moved their glares to Mikey.

"Okay, yes, it's a stupid idea, and I agree that Frank is stupid, but then again, what other choice do we have? Die from the fall, or die from the zombies?" Mikey argued, and the two against it let up on their glares.

"You have a point, I guess…" Ray said with a sigh, and then there was a loud bang on the door behind them.

"Fuck!" They all screamed as the doors busted open, the rod holding them closed apparently having fallen out from the door handles.

"Time to go!?" Frank questioned, all the while they were stabbing zombies in the head. The zombies just kept coming, like they were never ending! And then Gerard is pulling Frank to the side of the roof, Ray and Mikey following suit.

"Not like we got a choice!" Gerard yelled out, and then he was backing up, just a bit, so he could get a good run and as good a jump as he can, and he feels like he's flying. He reaches the other building. Holy shit, he reaches the other building! And then there's Frank panting by his side, and then there's Ray squeaking as he landed roughly on his knees, no doubt skinning them, and then Mikey is last.

Mikey's foot slipped on the edge.

Mikey's foot slipped on the edge.

And Gerard's world is spinning, and he's running forwards as quickly as he can because god no, not this, no, he can't lose his brother here. Not now.

And he grabbed Mikey's hand. He grabbed Mikey's hand.

And then Frank is on his other side, pulling at Mikey's other hand, as Ray stands there frozen from shock.

Mikey is pulled up to the roof.

"Fuck," Gerard sighed out as soon as Mikey is up, and he's practically crushing him with his arms in a hug, then he's crying, and he's not sure if he's even alive, he's not sure who he is, but all he knows is Mikey is okay, holy fuck, Mikey is okay.

Mikey clung onto Gerard just as hard, but he's also slightly frozen in time. He almost died. What the fuck?

"Guys, I'm glad Mikey's okay, but we really need to try to get back to the car!" Frank is pulling them both towards the door off the rooftop with Ray following close behind, and into the stairwell that's surprisingly void of zombies, and then outside the back of the building that's also surprisingly not completely surrounded, and their car is right there, and they don't understand how they're so lucky all of a sudden. Ray is stabbing a zombie in the head, and then they're running straight for their car, adrenaline somehow making them faster than normal, and everything feels fuzzy, like a really fucked up dream.

And then Gerard is in the driver's seat, Frank next to him in the passenger's seat, with Mikey and Ray behind them. Gerard is slamming on the lock button on the car before shoving the key in and twisting harsher than he should, and then he's absolutely flooring it, and they're going so fast that it's definitely illegal, but it's not like the laws really exist anymore. Those dead cops over there ain't gonna do shit anymore. The alive ones probably don't care either.

"Fucking hell," Frank sighed out, and Gerard nodded with a small 'yeah', before easing slightly on the gas, to make sure he doesn't accidentally lose control of the car. Gerard looked in the rearview mirror and saw Mikey, his face void of anything other than complete shock.

"You okay, Mikey?" Gerard asked, because he was genuinely worried.

Mikey nodded slightly, still not saying anything, and Gerard saw Ray pull him into a hug, and then he saw Mikey clutch onto Ray as tightly as he could, before moving his eyes back onto the road.

Gerard heard Ray faintly, but he couldn’t really make out what he's saying, but he was sure that he was just checking on Mikey, and he was really glad for it. He'd be back there if he could, but he was closest to the steering wheel, and they had to go.

They were mostly silent on the way back home, well, if you just ignore their ragged breathing and Ray's soft mumblings to Mikey. They arrived at their house, and thankfully there weren't any zombies lingering around.

They were inside as quickly as possible, none of them wanting to be outside for any more time than they had to be. They've had enough fun in the sun for the day.

As soon as they got inside and the door was closed, Gerard was pulling Mikey into another hug, which Mikey gratefully accepted. Frank and Ray went into the kitchen to give them some space as Gerard and Mikey sat on the couch, Mikey was pulled close to Gerard's chest, with Gerard crying with his face in Mikey's hair.

"Fuck, Mikey," he sobbed, and Mikey nodded, tears of his own dampening Gerard’s bloodstained shirt. Neither of them minded.

They were like that for a while, even after Frank placed some cups of water in front of them, before leaving to sponge-shower himself. The water hadn't completely run out yet, but they can't afford to run out yet, so normal showers are off limits. But a shower would be nice. They were all covered in too much blood, and there was probably some soaking into the couch, but it wasn’t the first time that's happened. No one really cared at that point, anyway.

Ray was next, and then Mikey shoved Gerard off the couch, claiming that he smelled like year-old rotten eggs. Gerard let out a laugh, and Mikey smiled at him for the first time in hours, and Gerard smiled back.

After his sponge shower, Gerard came back to Ray sleeping with his head on Mikey's lap, and Mikey was smiling softly to himself, before softly pulling away, making sure not to wake Ray up, before moving into the bathroom himself to wash off.

Gerard still felt slightly grimy, but at least the blood was washed from his body and hair. It was better than nothing.

"Gee," Frank's voice came from behind him, and Gerard spun around so fast, the fire from before reawakening in his stomach. He was still angry, so very fucking angry, but he loved Frank, and he wanted to feel him, he needed to feel him, he needed something to feel normal.

And then he's pushing Frank back, and into their room, and all but slamming the door before pushing him against it.

"Fuck," Frank groaned before Gerard's lips were slammed against his, and Gerard was forceful, pressing up againts Frank with his entire body, moaning at the feeling of his hardon pressed at Frank's hips. "Fuck, Gee," Frank moaned out.

And then it was just bodies against each other, mouths everywhere, biting and sucking, and it felt so good. So amazing. So real, so normal, so perfect.

Gerard's arms were at Frank's hips, trailing lower until he reached his ass, and then he was picking him up, and Frank was all but wrapping himself around Gerard, and Gerard couldn't help but moan into Frank's mouth as he pressed Frank roughly into the bed.

It was all fast paced, skin finding skin, clothes hastily thrown to the floor. "Frank, fuck," Gerard moaned, and then "fuck, I love you, I love you so fucking much, Frank," he said, trying to press up harder against Frank, trying to get impossibly closer.

And Frank is moaning out, "I love you too, holy shit I love you, Gee, Gerard, I, please--"

"Yeah, fuck, Frank," Gerard said, and gave him exactly what he wanted, exactly what they needed.

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They woke up a few hours later, tangled in sheets, bodies pressed up against each other. Frank had his head on Gerard's chest, and Gerard was clinging to him for dear life.

They cuddled for a long while, not saying anything, unable to break the peace they've found.

But Frank is one to break the peace, he couldn’t help himself.

"Guess you decided against making me sleep on the floor, hmm?" He said sleepily, and Gerard bit at his shoulder, and Frank let out a loud fake moan. "Gee, don't start what you can't finish." He said with a laugh, and Gerard bit him harder, causing an actual moan.

"I think I can finish it pretty damn well, thank you very much." Gerard huffed, and then, "tomorrow. The fucking floor." He said. They both knew he didn't mean it.

"Oh, you want to fuck on the floor?" Frank looked up at Gerard, wiggling his eyebrows, and Gerard fake-glared at him.

"Fuck you, Frank." He said.

"Well, that is the point, yeah?" Frank laughed, and Gerard sighed, rolling them over so he could bury his face into Frank's neck.

"You're impossible, you really are." He said, albeit muffled into Frank's neck.

Frank let out a chuckle, and then wrapped his arms around Gerard and pulled him closer.

"You know, I really am gonna miss my guitar… hey, if things clear up, think we can go back?" Frank asked, and Gerard stiffened.

"No, fuck that, no. I'll find you a new guitar. I'm not going back. We're not going back. No one is, fuck that." Gerard said, and Frank really wanted to complain, but he couldn't. Gerard nearly lost his brother, he couldn't put that onto him. They all almost died, really. Gerard was right, he just didn’t like it.

"Yeah, yeah. Okay. We won't." Frank said, kissing at Gerard's hairline soothingly as Gerard melted back into him.

"Damn straight we won't!" Gerard said, and Frank laughed.

"We definitely won't straight, that's for sure." Frank joked, and Gerard jabbed him in his side, causing him to squeal out. "Okay! Ow fuck, I kinda deserved that, but still, ow."

"Yeah you fucking did," Gerard laughed, pulling away to stick his tongue out at Frank childishly, and Frank was smiling so big, and Gerard felt like he was falling even farther in love with him as he matched Frank's smile.

And then their door was opening, and their covers were tangled at their feet, giving whoever came in a nice view of their asses.

"Shit-- sorry!" Came out Ray's squeaking voice as he turned around, and quickly said "breakfast is ready!", and they could faintly hear Mikey laughing his entire fucking ass off, a muffled I told you not to walk in there, Ray! as they were blushing brighter than a tomato.

This apocalypse wasn't too bad, Gerard thinks, because at least they all had each other, and that's really all they needed.

[ao3feed-crimeboys]

Next Stop: Apocalypse

by Peachy_crow

Wilbur steps off of that train in another world, he wakes up from it like a bad nightmare but not before he is murdered.

Turns out that that world was a bit in the future, only now, he has knowledge on his side and he is not going to die to some scummy zombie.

Tommy? Well, Tommy is also there, you'll see what happens to him.

or, two worlds, one is in the thick of an apocalypse and holds a deeply traumatised boy, and the other is yet to have an apocalypse, one man is sent to the other world by accident, setting the boy into a spiral, he goes back to his own world with some new scars and a determination to save himself and the boy from a similar fate and they pick up some friends on the way.

or, or, I'm terrible at descriptions, but there is a zombie apocalypse, found family (of the crimeboys genre), hurt comfort, a God who just seems to want to watch the world burn and a significant amount of angst.

Welcome, your next stop is the apocalypse.

Words: 5370, Chapters: 1/3, Language: English

Fandoms: Dream SMP

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: Gen

Characters: Wilbur Soot, TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Toby Smith | Tubbo, Ranboo (Video Blogging RPF), Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Phil Watson | Philza, DreamXD (Dream SMP)

Relationships: Wilbur Soot & TommyInnit, Dream XD & Everyone, Ranboo & Toby Smith | Tubbo & TommyInnit, Wilbur Soot & Technoblade & TommyInnit & Phil Watson, Ranboo & Toby Smith | Tubbo & Wilbur Soot & Technoblade & TommyInnit & Phil Watson

Additional Tags: Halloween, :DDD, Alternate Universe - Zombie Apocalypse, It's raining a whole bunch rn, and it's SPRING can you believe that?, Blood and Violence, Violence, Body Horror, i guess, I mean it is an apocalypse fic, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Found Family, Temporary Character Death, no beta we die like Wilbur fucking Soot, derealisation??, I think?, Wilbur's a little quirky and does some lawbreaking when there is no law, My true goal when writing is to get onto one of those AO3 tag things on Tumblr, I was lying to you all when I said I enjoy writing this is my true life purpose /j, Murder, Zombies, Mentioned Niki | Nihachu, she has a bakery :D, kitchen knives used as weapons, Guitars

[ahelpinghand-xox]

150 Questions..

1.) What’s better, having high expectations or having low expectations? Low expectations, at least then you’re never disappointing.

2.) Would you rather go without junk food for a year or go without TV for a year? Junk food - at least I’d loose weight ^.^

3.) Describe your perfect man/woman. Dark hair, a bit of a beard and slightly taller than me.

4.) Thoughts on school dress codes? I left school a while back so idc.

5.)Any strange phobias? Clowns, heights, drowning.

6.) At what job do you see Donald Trump best fit? Licking a bulls ass, because he only talks shit. bulls shit. 

7.) Who was your first crush? Leo DiCaprio :* 

8.) Who was your first best friend? A girl called Lauren. 

9.)What is one weird thing about you? I like plasters. 

10.) Top 5 TV shows you like to watch? The Big Bang Theory, Friends, Lucifer, The Vampire Diaries and The Originals.

11.) What are your favorite boys names? Henry, Riley and Micheal.

12.) What are your favorite girls names? Joy, Amelia and ??

13.) Do you have any tattoos? If so, what are they? I have 3, a dedication to my gramps, a quote with an anchor beside it and a big thigh sleeve with candy skulls and smoke.

14.) Do you plan on getting (more) tattoos? If so, what do you want to get as of the moment? I plan on getting the word Joy on me as its my nans name and a love heart on my finger or wrist dedicated to someone special. 

15.) Do you have any piercings? Do you plan on getting more? I’ve had 20 piercings, but I want my nose re-pierced again, twice.

16.) Do you like hugging people? Only people that smell good.

17.) Think of ANY person on earth right now.  Who did you think of? My boyf.

18.) Do you have an iPhone? Yes.

19.) What is the worst thing that could happen in your life right now? Family demise.

20.) Do you watch anime? Pokemon and Dragon ball z.

21.) What brings true happiness? Family and who you make your family.

22.) What is the most expensive thing you’ve ever paid for? My laptop.

23.) If you could have any job in the world and get paid millions of dollars a year for it, what would you be and why? Game beta testing.

24.) Do you want children? If so, how many? Just the one, I don’t want to ruin my body lol. Low key true.

25.) Name and describe someone who you feel most comfortable around. Paul, the boyf.

26.)If you could invent a holiday, what would it be? Every Friday would be no work day.

27.)Would you rather have summer weather or winter weather all year round? Winter.

28.) If you could make an alien race, describe what they would look like. Minions.

29.)  What was the first thing you learned to cook? Korma.

30.) Describe your sense of humor. Dark.

31.) What is the key to happiness? Family.

32.) How many phone numbers do you have committed to memory? Whose numbers are they? 1, Mine.

33.) Name three songs that make you want to dance. Anything Jake Bugg, Ed Sheeran.

34.) What job did you want to have as a child? Hair dresser, but it urns out I’m left handed and can’t use scissors. 

35.) Do you have any talents or skills? Nope.

36.) What was the worst punishment you’ve ever had? ;)

37.) Did you ever do anything weird as a child? Pfft, probably.

38.) What is your dream car? Audi R8

39.)  Describe something that made you laugh this week. Forever getting people with ‘You’ve got something on your shirt’ and when they look down hit there nose.

40.) Did you have a dream last night? If so, describe it. Nope.

41.)  Do you ever have repetitive dreams? Describe it/them. Horror dreams.

42.) Describe the worst/ scariest dream you’ve ever had. My reoccurring dream.

43.) Describe the best dream you’ve ever had. Everyone was still with us. 

44.) If God himself gave you a choice of either having unlimited money for the rest of your life or finding your one true love starting tomorrow, which one would you choose (keep in mind, you are still able to make a ton of money if you choose love, and you are still able to meet your soul mate if you choose money)? Already met my soul mate so give me that wonger. 

45.) If you could do anything (and I mean ANYTHING) right now without consequences, what would you do and why? Just a slight murder lol.

46.) Do you have any recipes that you know off the top of your head? What is it/ what are they? ??

47.) Do you have your license? If so, do you have a car? Nope.

48.) Have you ever had a near death experience? Nope.

49.) Do you personally know anyone that has been to prison? Yeah.

50.) Have you ever been in a physical fight? Not really. 

51.) When you get out of the shower, do you towel dry, blow dry, or air dry your hair? Towel then air. 

52.) When you go to the movies, what snacks and drinks do you take with you? A slushy and popcorn.

53.) Do you like going to the beach? If so, do you like to stay dry or go in the water? If not, why? I dip my toes in, I hate salt water, or rather whats hiding in it. 

54.) Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? Nope.

55.) If you could have a superpower ASIDE from being invisible or being able to fly, what would you have? The power of healing. 

56.) If you were able to live for however long you wanted to (i’m talking thousands of years without aging), when would you choose to die? Just before my future husband, so we go together. 

57.) What do you think happens after you die? Something, I’m not sure what but this can’t be it. 

58.) Do you believe in aliens? Yes, to believe we’re the only ones in the entire universe is ridiculous. 

59.) Do you believe in ghosts? Yeah. 

60.) Do you believe in spiritual things like ouija boards, tarot cards, and crystals? Do you believe they are portals for evil entities to enter the mortal world?  I believe it tempting fate and good and bad energys. 

61.) If you could make one mythical being real, who/what would you make? Unicorns.

62.) Do you get tan, or do you burn? Burn.

63.) Describe your shower routine. I like baths.

64.) Do you enjoy school? Why or why not? I enjoyed it looking back now.

65.) In your opinion, what is the worst way to die? Drowning.

66.) Do you get carsick, sea sick, or airplane sickness? Nope.

67.) What’s one memory that you wish you could live again and again? Christmas day when I was little.

68.) What were some of your stuffed animal’s names from when you were a kid? Mr Red, Lala and Panda. 

69.)Do you have any pets? I have two toy poodles, one brown Benny4 and one black Marley1. 

70.) Describe your daily wardrobe. Black.

71.)  Describe what your daily wardrobe would be if you were rich. Expensive black.

72.)  Create a character right now.  Give them a name, age, and character description. Damon, 7, blonde, blue eyes.

73.)What was the last thing you bought? Subway.

74.) Have you ever bought a CD? What band was it for? Yes, busted.

75.) Describe your perfect ice cream sundae. Chocolate brownie.

76.) If you could make ANYTHING happen right now with no cost, trouble, or obstacles, what would you do? Move my family somewhere nice, so we could all be like neighbors and spend more time together.  

77.) What are some of your favorite physical activities to do? Swim, basketball, gym.

78.) What were some of your favorite shows as a child? Teletubbies, Rosie&Jim, Fireman Sam, Johnny Bravo, Powerpuff girls, Dexter’s Lab. 

79.) Describe how you would survive the zombie apocalypse. I kill myself before I was eventually eaten. 

80.)What are some things you shouldn’t say at work? Tell your customers to fuck off.

81.) If you were told that if you killed someone, you would save 100 people, would you do it? Yeah.

82.) How’s the weather right now? Boiling. 

83.) What is the background on your cell phone right now? My dog Benny.

84.)Is it better to work at a job that you love or a job that pays well? Love.

85.) What do you have within arms reach of your bed? Everything, my rooms tiny.

86.) Have you ever been fired from a job? If so, why? Nope.

87.) Have you ever won a trophy, prize, or medal? If so, for what? A few as a kid for dance.

88.) Do you have any posters, pictures, or art hanging on your walls in your room? If so, what are they? A poster of the Friends cast, a Busted poster from when I saw them last year and a fake Banksy with the panda holding two guns. 

89.) Are you afraid of the dark? If so, why? Not so much the dark its whats hiding in it.

90.)What is something that you’ve never done but would like to try? Learn to play piano. 

91.) If you could choose three famous people or characters to be friends with, who would you choose and why? Greg Davis, Russel Howard and Frankie Boyle, I’d cry laughing every time I saw them.

92.) Do you smile at strangers when you pass by them on the street? Yeah.

93.) Do you have a favorite TV commercial? If so, what is it? Christmas coca-cola

94.) Do you like your handwriting? No, it’s small and messy.

95.) Cable TV or Netflix? Netflix.

96.) What are your favorite smells? Jimmy Choo - Blossom.

97.) Do you consider yourself physically strong? Nope.

98.) Describe a time where you said something really rude or mean, whether intentional or not. To my step sister when I was uninvited to her wedding.

99.) Do you ask strangers to pet their dogs? Yes.

100.)What is your most embarrassing moment? Passing out.

101.) Has anyone really close to you ever died? If so, who was it and how did you handle it? Yes and badly

102.)  Describe your plan of action if you were home alone and you heard someone break into your house. I’d take my Harley Quinn baseball bat and hide.

103.) If you were to be born again, would you want to be born male or female? Male, I want to see what all the fuss is about.

104.)  What shampoo do you use? Aussie.

105.) Guess the meaning of this word: Ulotrichous Having woolly or curly hair - thanks Google.

106.) Do you let messages (phone, email, text, social media, etc…) build up, or do you have to look at them right away? Build up, I’m not the talking type.

107.)  Where is the nearest McDonalds to your house? Ten minute walk.

108.)  If you had $1 billion and you had to spend it in exactly one week, what would you spend it on? Houses and investment.

109.) What is the best thing you’ve ever eaten? Food?!

110.) If you could go on a trip around the world with up to three people, who would you bring (they can be people you know personally or famous people). Boyf, Roman Atwood and Kane.

111.) What expletive/ explicit phrase do you say most often? Fuck you.

112.) What is your personal definition of success? Never giving up.

113.) How was your day today? Meh.

114.) What is the closest Big City you live by? London.

115.) Have you ever been in a car accident? A minor one.

116.) Do you hide anything from your parents? Nope.

117.) If you could possess one talent, what would you be able to do? Sing.

118.) Ugly and smart or beautiful and stupid? Both.

119.) What is the worst thing you’ve ever seen in real life? ..

120.) Use only 3 words to describe how you want your future to go. Happy, Family & Carefree.

121.) QUICK! give me a few things a brick could be useful for Hitting someone.

122.) If you could make a dream society, describe it in great detail where it would be, who would be in it, and what rules there would be? World peace.

123.) If you could make any animal miniature, what would you make and why? St Barnard.

124.) What are your favorite candle scents? Vanilla. 

125.) If you HAD to have one plastic surgery, what would you get and why? Bigger boobs. 

126.) Do you prefer to hang out with the same sex or the opposite sex? Opposite.

127.) If you could make a charity, what would the profits go towards? How would you raise money for it? Helpless children, runs, auctions..

128.) Describe the body you wish you had. slimmer.

129.) If you were a famous director, what would your next movie be about? Describe the plot, characters, and possible title. Comedy.

130.) If only women were to rule the world, how different would the world be by 2050? It would be better.

131.) What is your favorite alcoholic drink? Wine.

132.) Do you have a problematic friend? I am that friend lol.

133.) Are you more spontaneous or more of a planner? Planner.

134.) If you could change your full name, what would your name be? I wouldn’t.

135.) What is one song that describes your life? Why does it always rain on me.

136.) What is one show you’ve been meaning to watch but can never find the time for? 24.

137.) Do you find it easy to drop toxic people from your life that you’ve known for a long time? No.

138.) Do you like children? Why or why not? When I can give them back they’re great.

139.) What is your zodiac sign? Cancer.

140.) Do you like to dance? Do you dance often? In front of other people? Nope.

141.) Name some of your favorite colors. Grey, Black & Red.

142.) Have you ever shoplifted? If so, what was it? Yes, clothes.

143.) If you could speak three additional languages, what would they be? Italian, Chinese & Spanish. 

144.) Have you ever been in legal trouble? Not really.

145.) Have you ever had surgery? Nope.

146.) If you could change 2 things about yourself, what would you change and why? Belly and thighs - to big.

147.) What do you want done with your body after you die? Burnt then buried.

148.) What three physical features do people compliment you most on? What do they say about them? Eyes, ass and tits.

149.) If you could have your own business, what would you do? Anything.

150.) What current friend do you have that you’ve known the longest? Samantha-20 years.