#personally i love i know the end but triple dog dare always makes me cry. so

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Hey Scarlett! What are some of your favorite pieces of media about being a teenage girl or that you think really understand their experience?

hey! i feel like there are a lot of scenes from movies/tv or snippets of things that stick with me because they just really resonated w me in that respect rather than full things so i’m going to explain these snippets the best i can. also obv this reflects my own experience of being a teenage girl which is white and cis & like gay but closeted so i’m not claiming that these reflect the entire spectrum of teen girl experiences etc etc ANYWAY here’s my list and they’re kind of split into categories ig!

the scene in bring it on when she turns on the cd that cliff makes her and is so giddy about it that she has to get up on her bed and start dancing. other honorable mentions in this category: when jane is telling lizzy about mr bingley and gets so flustered thinking abt him she has to turn her face in the pillow and like wiggle around (i know jane’s not a teenager but still), the scene in the you belong with me video when she’s dancing. i think there are a lot of moment in the happier times of teenage girlhood where you’re so happy in a way you’ve never been before that you have to try and shake it out of your body bc it’s so overwhelming

the like “mom” section of this list is mostly comprised of the scene in goodwill in ladybird. that part where they’re fighting with each other then immediately stop when they find a dress they both like was SOO familiar. then there’s just specifically the way dianna agron delivers the line “i needed my mom” in season one of glee like. idk why that does something to me. the part in alison bechdel’s memoir “are you my mother?” where she talks about that time in the two weeks before college where you and your mom are at each other’s throats for no reason. there’s also something that always really touches me abt the way that needy curls up next to her mom towards the end of jennifer’s body that always makes me tear up. the way that mitski sings “mom will you wash my back?” and fuck it i’ll add juliet from romeo and juliet crying out for her mom when she takes the sleeping potion and doesn’t know if it will kill her or not! i think part of being a teenage girl at least for me and especially as the oldest daughter where you’re coming to that point where you’re no longer an extension of your mother and she doesn’t know what to do with you as another woman. you still really need like a child sometimes but you also feel like there’s no one who understands you less.

i think that things like dare me or jennifer’s body or ginger snaps are obviously like extreme but also do a really good job of nailing that feeling of being a teenage girl where you feel like a monster and also like the craziest person in the world and also like a god and also you’re deeply obsessed with another woman in your life and don’t know how to feel that without feeling a little demonic. i think one day you suddenly wake up at 20 and realize you were never an evil, irredeemable, unlovable person you were just like 16 yrs old.

a couple of specific song lyrics/the way they’re sung that i feel like encapsulate the feeling of being a teenage girl would have to be the desperation in lorde’s voice when she’s singing “you’re the only friend i need / sharing beds like little kids” it just encapsulates the feeling of being like 18 and feeling like your life is just ending. also the way olivia rodrigo sings the “red lights, stop signs” line in drivers license is just sooooo... like my drama club boyfriend broke up with me and i am the first person in the world to ever experience pain. the lyric from the best day when taylor says “i’m 13 now and don’t know how my friends could be so mean” just stabs me in the heart every time because it’s like i literally was! and i literally couldn’t! also triple dog dare by lucy dacus just IS being in love with a girl as a kid but not knowing it yet and not understanding how everyone can see it. “you tell me you’re afraid that we may die / i said ‘so what? everybody’s scared of that’” gets me every single time.

a couple other things that don’t really have a category: when ladybird and julie hold hands and listen to “crash into me”, literally ALL of PEN15, even though marianne is in college at this point i think when she says she’s not unlovable but she’s definitely hard to like is a BIG teenage mood in normal people.

anyway i’ll probably think of more and make a bigger list but here are some!

[defensemechanism]

Careful to avoid making any noise, you pressed down on the dull gold lever. Once the handle was pressed as far as it would go, you pushed gently on one of the deep walnut wood doors. Sherri and a few of the other wives sat together speaking in low careful tones, but fat joey was late as you’d hoped he would be.The bakers would have fresh bread out on the same day each week. He wasn’t about to miss that.

Dropping all pretense, you turned the inner lock, shut the door behind you and grinned.

“Good Morning.” You called to the women, eager to get the heck outta dodge.

Hazel eyes gave you a once over, pausing at the sight of the old flannel you had on over your dress. You’d found it buried at the back of negan’s closet. It fit him too big around the middle which meant it fit you just right.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Alma asked sternly.

“Where ever the wind takes me on this fine day, Miss Alma.”You didn’t mean to be rude. You knew that all of these girls had to put up with the boss man same as you. Only, they were scared of him, which must feel awful, but you couldn’t risk getting caught just to be polite to someone.

“He’ll be angry.” You heard her call after you, but Negan was always angry about something or other. So you didn’t let that stop you.

There was no way of knowing how long you had, but you intended to explore as much of the sanctuary as possible. You had been out of the room before, sure, but had only seen flashes of the place as you ran past. You had gone on a mini-mission two months ago to find out what was making Fat Joey late. Once you figured out the day of the week it was like clockwork. Third day of every week, Fat Joey left his room at 7:35am. He headed straight for the bakers and stood in line for a good half hour. You left when they handed him the sweet bread and found it took virtually no effort to beat him back to the room. That was the most you had seen of the sanctuary since your arrival and was not the best way, you were convinced, to get to know and appreciate the beauty this place might hold.

The Sunlight felt nice for the first few seconds after you stepped out of building A, but soon enough the humidity ruined the moment. You untied the blue bonnet colored ribbon from around your wrist and tied your hair back into a low ponytail. It was your scarlet letter. Negan said you had to wear it because you misbehaved. Apparently it identified you as a flight risk.You weren’t supposed to take it off, but then again, you weren’t supposed to leave the room. You choose to stay on the greenery beside the road to avoid burning your feet and followed it to the make shift market.

************************************************************

“Excuse me?” You narrowed your eyes daring him to repeat himself.

“You don’t have credit.”

“The hell i don’t.”

“How many more times do you need me to say it?”Eugene repeated a smirk on his lips. He leaned back in his chair looking entirely too pleased with himself.

“How fucking dare -” You started to shout, your voice ringing out through the warehouse. Calling attention to yourself was the last thing you wanted to be doing. You felt the corners of your mouth pull up into a practiced grin that you never thought you’d have cause to use again.

“My my,” Injecting sugar into your voice, you leaned across the table until you were nearly close enough to touch him. “Look at you! You’ve been runnin’ with the big dogs long enough to do a halfway decent impression, Eugene.”

Eugene’s shifty eyes widened. “You know my name?”

“Negan only ever talks about one genius with a mullet.” You lowered the volume of your voice conspiratorially, “How fortunate you are that my darling husband hasn’t seen through you yet. Maybe, I ought to help him see you for what you really are?”

“He will never believe you.”

“No. He would never believe anyone, but me. It wouldn’t make any sense for me to lie about a man i have never met. All i have to do is call into question your history with the pple of Alexandria and make it seem like i feel genuine concern for his safety.”

Metal chair legs scraped against cement as Eugene pushed his seat back and stood.

“I’m g-going out for a smoke.Th-Them shoes better be the only thing missin’ when i get back.” His trembling lower lip killed any affect his wrathful tone might have had on you.

Your white dress fanned out behind you as you half jogged half ran, brown leather contraband on your feet, eager to begin your self guided tour.

Building after building of industrial rot, a few rusty tin shacks, and a sad row of tomatoes later, you found yourself in front of the main building itself. The Sanctuary’s weather beaten concrete face was made of cruel sharp angles. Her broken windows were yellowing jagged teeth.She stared brutally down at you until you couldn’t bare to meet her eyes anymore and turned walking brusquely away from her frightening visage.

You turned the corner only to freeze in your tracks.The wet raspy growling filled your ears before the smell hit you. Walkers.

Your eyes swept from left to right a few times trying to count, to keep track and then you realized, that they weren’t coming for you. There was a chain link fence separating you.Your brow knitted and were they tied down? Yes. They were stuck. Some chained up, some tied up, some stuck through with pipes.

Had this been Negan’s doing?

Your stomach wrenched at the thought.

The man was all smoke and mirrors.You shook the thought away and made for the only corner of the god forsaken place you hadn’t yet visited.

The stolen too-big boots kicked up loose bits of gravel behind you as you headed for the backlot.

Little did you know that you had an audience. Dark eyes followed your trek down the road from the loading dock behind you.

Broken wood pallets, a rusted up old mercury with bullet holes along the side, some old crates,a busted up head board, ruined tires, and tin sheeting lay rotting in the grass.

Nearer the chain link fence, lay the final resting place for the few men who managed to stay on good terms with Negan until their last moments. Crude wooden headstones marked with spray paint stuck out in a bad attempt of making a row.

You slowed down as you reached the end of the pavement and waded into the living green sea of grass hoping not to encounter any snakes.The damp blades were staining the skirt of your dress, but it’d be worth the scolding.

A long jagged claw snagged at your dress. You cursed as you pulled it loose and to your relief found it was a foot and a half of wood that likely came off of one of the pallets.You tossed it aside. Now you’d gone and torn the thing, he would be extra pissed.

He was following you, keeping far enough away not to draw attention. That idiot, Joey had let you loose. Flannel shirt or not you were ruining your dress, you had taken off your bracelet and gotten your hands on a pair of shoes and that triple fucking pissed him off.

He imagined you attempting to clamber over the high fence again, face full of determination fueled by spite. After all, your last attempt made it clear you didn’t give a shit about your own well-being anymore. He cursed under his breath. God help you if you were stupid enough to pull a stunt like that. Yet he knew, Negan knew from the first second your eyes met his that he was going to keep you with him till the day he died. After three years and fifteen failed escape attempts, Negan had come to the conclusion that he had to do everything in his power to make you want to stay.

Despite the show and the accusations he had made, alternately burning and bashing some person or another, everytime you fucked up, Negan went easy on you. The second he’d laid eyes on you, he’d chucked his personal rule book out the fucking window. He was afraid that this made him look soft and that burned his pride like nothing else could.

However, women with your body type had always been his preference and God knew, a figure like yours was a rare find these days. He wanted to fuck you, he wanted to fuck you so damn badly. Charming women had always come easy to him, but you weren’t easily charmed. He found himself smiling a little at the memory of your first meeting.

Long hair pulled back into a braid, a lovely face, enough cleavage showing to catch his eye. Your faded jeans had holes in the thighs and your face was flushed from your attempt to out run The Saviors.

You looked so darn pretty kneeling before him. You’d had the audacity to meet his gaze. It pissed him off and turned him on in equal measure. Your eyes captivated him. They were burning with resentment, but no tears. You didn’t cry, didn’t beg, and didn’t flinch at the sight of Lucille. Not even after he’d dirtied her up a bit. Near the end of his speech , some traitorous switch inside him had flipped.

“Darlin’, You have got a look in your eyes that says you haven’t been fucked right in years.”He drawled smiling his slick easy smile.”Why don’t you come on home with me, I’ll show you how good it can be with a real man.”

“You expect me to believe that a bean pole like you can handle curves like mine? Honey, I would eat you alive.”

He laughed low and long.The genuine mirth startled everyone,but you.

“Come on, baby. Don’t be like that.I just want to love you right.”

“Well, I am sorry, Mister Real Man, but your pick up lines are bad jokes at best and that mouth of yours...” You shook your head in disapproval. “So dirty.”

You were meant to be his. No doubt about it.

“Mmm, there are plenty of good things i can do with this dirty mouth and you are curious to find out, I can tell.”

Negan’s big strong hand fisted into the collar of your jacket pulling you toward him. You stumbled quickly onto your feet to keep from being dragged. Before you could catch your balance, his lips were on yours.

Unlike Negan’s bat and savior show the heated kiss he gave you impressed you. He was warm and firm and God he smelled good. He nipped at your lower lip and turned back to what was left of your group.

“We are gonna do just fine, Darlin. As for the rest of you sorry shits, i want you to bring me my stuff and then go out and get me something nice.”

His dark brown eyes gleamed down at you. “We’ll consider it a wedding present.”

Your exclamation was drowned out by the saviors’ hearty laughter as you were picked up and carried to his truck.

From the moment Negan made you a wife, you vowed that you would get away from him even if you died trying. After three years and fifteen failed escape attempts, you had come to the conclusion that making him unhappy was the only way out of the wives club.

You rummaged through the crates and found quite a few empty glass bottles. They would do. You put them all in the same crate and carried it with you as you counted your steps. You waited until you were at least two yards away to throw the first one.

Thunk

What in the hell? He frowned wading into the tall weeds and grass.

“Well i’ll be damned.” You murmurred to yourself as you bent to pick up another bottle.

You glared at the mercury, closed your fist around the neck of the bottle, and swung. It grazed the roof, but landed on the other side of the car.

“Have you lost your freaking mind?”

Your shoulders tensed at the familiar smooth baritone of your husband’s voice. You stood there clenching your teeth, frustrated with the intrusion.

You schooled your features for the man in charge and turned to face him.

“Hey there, Sugar. What are you doin’ out here?”

Negan came to stand before you, but

he didn’t ask the questions you had expected him to ask. Perhaps, Where in the hell did you get shoes? Or How in the hell did you manage to escape a locked room with a savior standing watch? Maybe. Instead, Negan swallowed his anger and made himself the very picture of patience.

“I could ask you the same question, Sweetheart.” He replied.

You stared at him, curiosity battling the wrath within you.

“Well?” Negan prompted after a minute or two of your silence.

Your thoughts raced What the fuck?! Why was he being nice?! He should be letting you have it right now! He should be cussing up a storm! He should -

“Just... keepin’ busy.”

“In the junkyard? Playing with glass? That’s a hell of a thing for a Queen to do.” He murmured, trying to reign in his rage.”You could have hurt yourself.”

You were disgusted by how genuinely concerned he sounded. For weeks now, you had been working on him, from picking fights, to ruining belongings, to giving him the cold shoulder. Until finally you’d been able to break out again. You wanted him good and mad and he was not cooperating.

You clicked your tongue against the roof of your mouth.

“Actually, I haven’t been here long.I walked the whole Sanctuary first then ended up here.”You shrugged and made to pick up another bottle.”not much to do. Anyway, it seemed like a good idea at the time.”

“Who do you think you are?”

Oh thank God.

You should have known his anger couldn’t stay contained for long.

“Excuse me?” You snapped, knowingly pressing one of his many buttons.

“I said,” he growled pulling you toward him by the front of the collared flannel shirt, “Just who, in the fuck, do you think you are?” His dark eyes glowered down at you.

“Y/F/N Fucking Y/L/N.” You declared fiercely and kicked him.

The shock on his face quickly escalated to fury. Familiar though the expression was, Negan had never turned it on you.

Adrenaline spurred you into action. You yanked out of his grasp and tore through the field.You didn’t dare look behind you as you pushed yourself to run. All too soon, You reached the chainlink fence. Your gaze strayed up to the newly replaced rings of wire on top. The sight made the scars on your thighs ache with remembered pain.Your weight had pushed those sharp blades so deep into the soft flesh of your inner thighs.You never knew anything could hurt so much. Oh but who had you been kidding. With that dumb ass plan you hadn’t had a snowball’s chance in hell.

“That is enough!” Negan growled, “Don’t you think you pushed your luck enough for one day?” He wrapped his arm around your middle and heaved you backwards. You elbowed him in the side.He made a pained noise, but held on tighter. You used your weight to buck away from him, but he held on tightly and took you down onto the damp ground with him. You yelped in surprise and tried to roll off of him, but he held you in place.

“Don’t.Fucking.Move.” He panted, his arms locked around your tummy. You lay there, catching your breath, feeling Negan’s chest raise and fall as he did the same.

When your breath came more easily, you rolled onto your side away from him.

“Don’t you dare run.” He warned, sitting up, behind you. “We are going to sit here until we both calm down. Then we are gonna get up and I am going to take you back to where you belong. End of discussion. Nod if you understand.”

You nodded.

He let out an unmistakable sigh of relief.

You burst into tears.

He grasped your hand gently, and interlocked your fingers with his.

The frustration you had been feeling since he brought you here never went away. The days and months that passed didn’t make it easier to adjust, they only served to mock you. Time melted into a meaningless forever. You spent your days alone. When he cam back at night to sleep beside you. You wished you could spend your nights alone too. Every breath he took irritated you and those emotions had reached a height of intensity that overwhelmed you. There was nothing you could say that would make him understand. Even if Negan was capable and willing to listen. You made a sound of derision at the thought.

Neither one of you spoke as you rose from the grass. Still holding onto your hand, He led you out of the field and back onto the gravel.

Now where in the hell did you get those old boots?”

“I stole them.” You decided you liked the crunchy sound they made against the gravel.

“Why?”

You laughed dryly.

“So that i wouldn’t burn my feet.”

“That’s not what i’m asking.”

“You wouldn’t understand.”

He put on an earnest expression as if to encourage you to explain.

“You go wherever you want.You interact with people all day. I am caged up in that stupid freaking dollhouse you call a home and i am always always alone.”

“Y/n, i have been coming to see you nearly every night since you got here. You don’t speak to me unless i ask you a direct question and even then you give me the shortest possible answer.” He watched your face carefully as he spoke. What he was looking for, you didn’t know.

“And just what would you like to talk about? I don’t do anything or see anyone all day and you don’t tell me anything about what you do or who you see. From what you have told me, we don’t have anything in common.”

“Because you’ve tried so hard to get to know me?” He scoffed. “You are so good at pretending i don’t exist that sometimes i wonder if i am a fucking ghost.” He shook his head. “Don’t you remember how it was when you got here? I tried, to let you have a little freedom. You had all day to make friends with the other girls. But you decided to abuse that freedom time and time again. You left me no choice, but to punish you.” He grimaced in distaste.

“I hate it here.”

He rolled his eyes at you.

“I’m not being dramatic. I mean, i spent a good part of the day around here and it’s almost as depressing as being locked in that room all day.”

“Oh? Well i am sorry, that I didn’t get you a nice big colonial on the best side of town, Princess! I guess I just didn’t realize, that a wrap around porch and a garden were more important to our damn survival than, heat, water, and electricity. Jesus y/n” There was a hint of defensiveness cutting through his sarcasm.

“Fuck you, Negan.”

He raised one dark eyebrow, his lips parting with the intent to say something biting. You beat him to it.

“Sincerely, Fuck You. You would rather make fun than listen to what i am trying to tell you. That is why i would rather ignore you than get to know you.”

His expression sobered as a man you didn’t recognize at first came toward you.

“We’re about finished unloading, boss.”

Negan stared at you, hard. You looked at the gravel.

“Boss?”

“Simon, I need you to take this,” He put his hand on your shoulder, “back to my room. I doubt if Fat Joey even realized she’s missing.”

“I’ll deal with him.” Simon promised, cocking an eyebrow at your disheveled state.

Negan gave you a gentle push in his direction. You watched as he walked away without so much as glancing back at you. The swagger in his step was getting on your last nerve.

“The way you look at him is downright pervy.”

You raised your eyebrows at this observation. “What?”

“You want him.” Simon said simply.

Your sharp intake of breath made Simon smile.

You made it as far as the main building’s stairway before He spoke again.

“Take ‘em off.” He ordered.

“Wha-“

“Take the fucking shoes off.”

You did as you were bid, then followed him up the stairs and down the long corridor.

“You’re wrong, you know? I don’t want him.”

“Mhmm” He didn’t believe you.

You sighed.

Simon led you through what felt like a maze until you saw a door you recognized.

The wives would be staring daggers at you when they find out how pissed he was. You felt warm embarrassment coloring your cheeks, but held your head high just the same.

Simon pulled the door opened and there was a collective gasp.

“Hello Ladies, long time no see.” He called semi-cordially and continued on to the bedroom’s double doors currently flanked by the guard you had eluded.

“Care to explain this to me?” He asked putting you front and center.

“I didn’t...I don’t... know how she got out.”

Simon decked him mercilessly.

The man grabbed at his nose, moaning in pain.

“She gets away from you again, you’re getting promoted to (outer fence?) security. You dig?”

Joey nodded slowly.

Simon took a key out of his pants pocket and unlocked the door.

You expected him to close the door behind you, but he followed you into the room.

[tokyoknj]

a load of tags! ✨🌟☀️

lmao i was busy doing uni stuff but now i finally got round to these so Enjoy !

obviously u don’t have to do all of them just do whatever u feel u kno? anyway

i’m tagging u all up here lmao so i’m tagging @namsieur @wingscomeback @sugaegyc @sugasideup @sheloveskook @cryptidhobi @gaycypher @namjooniewifey @iluwonho @jiminsarroz @stigmz @dreamjimn @mochiminii let me know if u don’t want to be tagged in stuff like this !! 

get to know me tag

answer the 20 questions and tag 20 followers that you would like to know better.

i was tagged by @monnyoongi​ thank u zuza!

name: alice

nickname: i don’t really like any of my nicknames? lmao

zodiac sign: cancer

height: 5′8″

orientation: A Whole Bi

nationality: british

favourite fruit: mangos! 

favourite season: either summer or autumn

favourite flower: either roses or tulips

favourite scent: like just a fresh summer evening lmao

favourite colour: pink, red + orange

favourite animal: sharks !

average hours of sleep: i think 9?

favourite fictional character: clarice bean

number of blankets you sleep with: always just the one

dream trip: either dubrovnik, mykonos or the amalfi coast

blog created: last april

get to know me again

rules: answer 30 questions & tag 20 blogs you would like to know better

tagged by @yoongicrew​ thank u rena !!

1. nicknames: still none lol

2. gender: female

3. star sign: cancer

4. height: 5′8″

5. time: 4:24 pm

6. birthdate: july 21st

7. fave band(s): bts, blackpink, red velvet, lany

8. fave solo artist: gallant, Queen CRJ, kehlani

9. song currently stuck in my head: saw you in a dream - the japanese house

10. last movie watched: spiderman homecoming and i Loved it

11. last show watched: first dates

12. when I created this blog: last april

13. what I post: 95% kpop, 5% aesthetic

14. last thing I googled: “that flute song” still don’t know what the song is. its not mask off tho

15. any other blogs?: my aesthetic blog dadcrisis that i’ve had since like 2012... christ

16. do you get asks?: not very often but its all good

17. why I chose my url: i love mister rap monster

18. following: 919

19. followers: 809

20. fave colours: pink, red, orange

21. average hours of sleep: 9

22. lucky number: 8

23. play any instruments?: drums

24. currently wearing: my pyjamas xoxo

25. how many blankets I sleep with: just one

26. dream job: oh idk. charming radio host probably

27. dream trip: just v scenic places across europe

28. fave food: any cured ham... Hell Yes

29. nationality: british

30. fave song currently: you better know - red velvet

kpop q’s

tagged by @teambusan​ thank u sabes xoxo

1. who was your first female bias?

i think it was jennie i was very late to girl groups lmao

2. who was your first male bias?

namjoon.... what a guy

3. who are your current biases? other than the above:

johnny, jinjin, rosé, jiwoo, wonpil, dahyun, luna, jooheon, shownu + dean

4. in the entire kpop industry, who is the closest to your ideal type?

probably shownu... like he’s a sweet n humble dad who is just also fine as hell... thats what i’m about ! also jennie like she’s just Gorgeous™ like i would lay down my life for her in a heartbeat tbh

5. have you ever attended any kpop concert / fanmeeting / fan sign?

How Dare You

6. if yes, which group / artist? how was the experience?

i cannot believe this disrespect

7. which group /artist would you like to see live?

bts, blackpink, monsta x. day6 !

8. how did you get into kpop?

my friend showed me fantastic baby (lmao) when we were like 15 and then i dropped it for a bit but then i saw a dance practice for no more dream like last year so now i am Here

9. who are your otps?

whom????

10. when did you start to ship them?

🤔🤔🤔

11. what is your favorite fanfic genre?

honestly i’ll read whatever turns up on my dash as long as it’s not involving furries or anything Truly Nasty

12. what is your favorite music genre?

pop has and always will be my fave but i like other stuff too ofc xoxo

five things tag

Rules: you’ll have to tag 15 people at the end of this challenge

tagged by @cypherpart420​ thank u linsey ily!

five things you’ll find in my bag: purse hand sanitiser keys vaseline water

five things you’ll find in my bedroom: Trash Mountain nik naks fan approx. seven 1d posters radio

five things i’ve always wanted to do: go to glasto ! go on a trip just to look at palaces across europe lmao see bts ! adopt 2 dogs and live my best life go somewhere with a really clear view of the stars and just Cry

five things that make me happy: family dogs my pals xoxo listening to music baking

five things i’m currently into: fake nails crafting my Brand lmao big brother hydration arrested development

five things on my to do list: embark on my Fitness Journey get my professional blog going plan what i’m doing for my bday get a skincare routine get money

once again, get to know me

i was tagged by @parkmochibean​ thanks natasha!

RULES: you must answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people

THE LAST: 1. drink: water 2. phone call: my sister 3. text message: my friend explaining exo sub-units to me lmao 4. song you listened to: young & free - xiumin and mark 5. time you cried: probably looking through val from bake off’s insta she’s just the cutest 6. dated someone twice: no 7. kissed someone and regretted it: yep ! 8. been cheated on: no 9. lost someone special: yes 10. been depressed: only my whole uni career 11. gotten drunk and thrown up: only twice i know my limits now lmao

LIST 3 FAVOURITE COLOURS: 12-14. pink, red and orange

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU: 15. made new friends: yes 16. fallen out of love: no 17. laughed until you cried: ofc! 18. found out someone was talking about you: yes lmao 19. met someone who changed you: yes 20 found out who your friends are: yes  21. kissed someone on your Facebook list: no

GENERAL: 22. how many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: all of them 23. do you have any pets: no :’( 24. do you want to change your name: no i enjoy her 25. what did you do for your last birthday: went for afternoon tea w my family 26. what time did you wake up: 11am its summer now i do what i want 27. what were you doing at midnight last night: idk chilling i guess 28. name something you can’t wait for: my birthday !! 29. when was the last time you saw your mom: like an hour ago 30. what is one thing you wish you could change in your life: idk if i’d been confident Forever i think that would be pretty good? 31. what are you listening to right now: faking it - kehlani, lil yachty, calvin harris 32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: yes 33. something that is getting on your nerves: my older sister she’s just so Loud 34. most visited website: this or youtube 35-37. lost questions?? 38. hair colour: brown 39. long or short hair: i want long but i’ve got medium rn lmao 40. do you have a crush on someone: no 41. what do you like about yourself: i’m good 2 my family and i think i’m quite nice? tbh? 42. piercings: ears + nose 43. bloodtype: idk yikes 44. nickname: none lmao 45. relationship status: Single™ 46. zodiac: cancer  47. pronous: she/her 48. favourite tv show: bojack horseman, rpdr 49. tattoos: just one (1) 50. right or left handed: right 51. surgery: on my hand and i was awake for it but they played me some 1d so it was chill 52. piercing: ok i literally just answered this 53. sport: thats cute 55. vacation: just various fancy places across europe before brexit ruins that free movement 56. pair of trainers: i only wear my adidas but they’re on the verge of death now rip

MORE GENERAL 57. eating: werthers originals i’m a nan 58. drinking: water 59. i’m about to: go tf to sleep 61. waiting for: my birthday lmao 62. want: money and ideally a job that looks promising 63. get married: Who Can Never Be Sure? 64. career: either radio or social media 

WHICH IS BETTER 65. hugs or kisses: hugs 66. lips or eyes: eyes 67. shorter or taller: don’t really mind 68. older or younger: older 70. nice arms or nice stomach: also don’t mind lmao 71. sensitive or loud: sensitive 72. hook up or relationship: relationship 73. troublemaker or hesitant: hesitant

HAVE YOU EVER: 74. kissed a stranger: yes 75. drank hard liquor: yes 76. lost glasses/contact lenses: my first pair of glasses... rip 77. turned someone down: yes 78. sex on the first date: no 79. broken someone’s heart: probs not? i hope not 80. had your heart broken: no 81. been arrested: no  82. cried when someone died: yes 83. fallen for a friend: yes

DO YOU BELIEVE IN: 84. yourself: Always ! 85. miracles: sure why not 86. love at first sight: no 87. santa claus: he’s doing his best 88. kiss on the first date: sure 89. angels: idk?

OTHER: 90. current best friend’s name: robin 91. eye colour: green/blue 92. favourite movie: i’m basic it’s love actually

shuffle tag

tagged by @kpopeyton thank you !

rules: you can tell a lot about a person based on the type of music they listen to. put your music on shuffle and list the first 10 songs, then tag 10 people. no skipping!

wake up alone / amy winehouse

first love / bts

pyramids / frank ocean

i didn’t just come here to dance / carly rae jepsen

girl girl girl / triple h

21st century girl / bts

you better know / red velvet

wolves / one direction

coffee / miguel

view / shinee

[hissorihaka]

Sourin for the ship thing of course!

send me a ship and i’ll tell you… 

who hogs the duvet

These two sleep in each other’s arms that fighting over the blanket isn’t a problem. They wake up all tangled up with the blanket on the floor though. When it’s freezing cold, then Rin takes ownership of the blankets but Sou immediately after feeling a little breeze attaches himself to Rin and then they become a tangled mess again LOL

who texts/rings to check how their day is going

Rin. Call him a romantic if you must but he always has to send him a good morning, a sweet hello, a good afternoon, an I miss you, and a I love you message either via text or by leaving a voice mail. Sou calls him cheesy but he returns the sweet gestures nonetheless. 

who’s the most creative when it comes to gifts

Rin the ever romantic will buy Sou anything that reminds him of him. ANYTHING. So in a way, it’s creative. Sou on the other hand, he’s more simple but that simplicity can be quite elegant and this just makes Rin all blushy.

who gets up first in the morning

We all know by now that Sou can sleep like a rock. THE BOY WILL NOT GET UP BEFORE 10 IN THE MORNING. If he can sleep pass 11, he’s in heaven. Of course, this makes Rin practically drag him out of bed or if he has promised to go out and run with Rin at those godawful hours in the morning he’ll get up.

who suggests new things in bed

Rin and only because he’s practically triple dog dared after listening to both Nagisa and Kisumi’s crazy ideas who have also taken the liberty of giving him a full excruciating detailed explanation of the thing because they like to make him suffer. They are way too amused on Rin’s facial expressions and reactions. Of course, when it comes to actually mentioning it to Sou, Rin gets embarrassed and even gets secondhand embarrassment from how embarrassed he is. Eventually Sou just goes “okay” with the straightest face. He can read Rin like a book and pulls Rin to begin and show him the new thing~ ♡

who cries at movies

Rinrin! He tears up or cries in anything that has a bittersweet or sad scene. Happy tears do show up too. Sou always has to carry a little package of kleenex just for Rin. 

who gives unprompted massages

Both! Sosuke does it when he knows and can tell that Rin is tense, tired, and or drained. Rin practically melts with Sou. Rin on the other hand gently massages Sou’s shoulders every other day before bed. It cradles Sou to sleep.  

who fusses over the other when they’re sick

Mother hen Rin~! Rin’s practically a nervous wreck because Sou is the type of person who barely gets sick and when he does, he gets completely and utterly knocked out. Sou sometimes has to remind him that it’s just a dumb stupid cold and that he’ll get better soon, and that’s a promise.

who gets jealous easiest

Sosuke and it doesn’t help that Rin is a bit too oblivious to those that are trying to make a move on him. So here comes Sosuke wiggling his way into the conversation and one way or another, SHOWING to that person that Rin is taken. If all then fails, there’s always his infamous dead glare.

who has the most embarrassing taste in music

Okay but, it’s not really embarrassing but Rin surely thinks so because he has a secret-not-so-secret playlist of Disney songs that he likes to jam to when he’s doing chores or studying. Sosuke always gets a laugh but is soon joining him in singing aloud and being the dorks they are, they would totally try to sing in the character’s voice!

who collects something unusual

Rin. He has a habit of saving anything with a sentimental value. Specially when it comes to Sosuke. Sosuke doesn’t give him a hard time because he secretly has his own little treasure box.

who takes the longest to get ready

Rin. That boy can easily spend three or more hours getting ready. He goes to countless choices of clothes only to go back to his first choice. Then comes the hair. His hair has to be perfect or he ain’t going anywhere! Sou’s nagging gets him so impatient that he ends up kicking him out of the room. Sou really can’t understand why he even bothers taking so long, for Sou, he’s already perfect the way he is~

who is the most tidy and organised

Rin and he’s always lecturing Sou on being more organized. He’s pretty clean but when it comes to organization around the house with his stuff, he falls behind. He’s always having trouble finding certain things that he rather take hours to find than ask Rin if he knows where the item is because he knows Rin will find the item right away and on top of that, he’ll give him an earful of a lecture.

who gets most excited about the holidays

Rin because holidays mean extra romantic moments with Sou and adding new sweet memories to their lives.

who is the big spoon/little spoon

They like to switch around. Sosuke likes being the big spoon at times because he gets to snuggle his face onto Rin’s soft hair. He can practically fall asleep like that while Rin feels safe having Sou hold and hug him from behind. When it’s the other way around, Rin loves giving Sou sweet and tender kisses on his shoulder as Sou kisses Rin’s hand and fingers. They soon both fall asleep~  

who gets most competitive when playing games and/or sports

They are both HUGE competitive DORKS. They have countless rematches until it gets late and they have to stop. At the end of the day, they forget who even won lol

who starts the most arguments

It’s mostly Rin because unlike Sou, Rin gets riled up more easily but all their so call arguments are nothing more than child’s play. They can barely count the times they actually had a real argument where they have stopped talking to each other for a couple of hours but soon makeup because the silence between each other kills them.

who suggests that they buy a pet

Rin. He wants their family to grow so a pet would be wonderful. It was a small out of the blue talk they had until Sou surprises Rin one day by taking him to a farm where he could pick and choose the puppy of his choice. The sweet and romantic gesture was too much for Rin’s heart that he had to take a couple of mins to calm down and stop crying before he could choose the perfect pup to come home with them ₍՞◌′ᵕ‵ू◌₎♡

what couple traditions they have

They love cooking together. No matter how tired the other is after coming home, being tired gets thrown out the window once they start having fun and enjoying each other’s sweet company. Sometimes they have music playing to which they start dancing and even singing. After lunch and if time permits, they bathe together and relax in each others arms for a while. 

what tv shows they watch together

It ranges from animal documentaries to unsolved crime cases, to watching old school cartoons and a few dramas as they snuggle in the couch. 

what other couple they hang out with

They do double dates with Makoto and Haru though sometimes they lose them and have no clue where they went. What they don’t realize is that they themselves were the ones that wondered off in the first place lol 

how they spend time together as a couple

Apart from what’s already been mentioned, they pretty much do everything together whenever possible. They love going to the park to jog or sometimes they go for a romantic night stroll. This also helps to get their new puppy tired and ready for bed time. Oh–shopping! That’s one thing Rin loves dragging Sou while Sou drags Rin for afternoon naps ♡

who made the first move

Sosuke. He wasn’t sure how Rin felt exactly but sometimes there were times when they would be alone and Rin would give him hope… sweet, sweet hope that he too felt the same way. All that hope added up and turned into one courageous move on Sou’s part when he finally confessed to Rin by stealing a soft and tender kiss when Rin was in mid conversation reminiscing about their childhood. 

who brings flowers home

Sosuke. Sosuke knows Rin loves flowers so every now and then, he surprises him by bringing a bouquet of all sorts of flowers which leads to Sou asking Rin to a picnic date on their own backyard. They are adorkable and so in love.  

who is the best cook

Sosuke! He’s a natural in the kitchen and it shows when he tells Rin to sit down and watch while he cooks him a special meal. It’s practically dinner and a show when Sou’s cooking.

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Thank you very much lovelies! ( ◜◒◝ )♡

[ghost-chance]

IMO : Story trends that need to die

No matter what your medium, sometimes artists and writers go through periods when they struggle for every break - you fight your way through writer’s block, find yourself falling into your old drawing errors, and worse. Fortunately, there’s a seemingly unlimited supply of help at hand - tried and true methods and tools for any writer or artist who chooses to use them. Over time, however, some wind up being used far more often than others and become OVER-used. These, IMO, are a few that really need to die, and each is accompanied by a fandom that has become a repeat offender.

Be warned: Snark, coarse language, and smart-assery follows.

It’s orgasmically delicious!

Anime is a repeat offender on this list, and never more so than with this whopper. In a world where the average viewer is incredibly likely to be struggling with obesity and/or an eating disorder, the anime industry’s best idea is to insert constant scenes that needlessly glorify the taste of food when it has NO BEARING on the PLOT. Even more awkward is that these scenes are often accompanied by a hentai-esque MIND-BREAK and ecstatic squeal. FOOD PORN is no longer a figure of speech, apparently.

Sure, food’s great - if it wasn’t great, I’d be a twig, and I sure as hell ain’t a twig - but when the plot is ‘everyone’s about to get blown up OMG!’ and the characters pause to savor a triple strawberry sundae, you’ve got some bats loose in your story’s belfry.

GUILTY PARTY: Dragon Ball Super

DRAMADRAMADRAMA! EVERYTHING SUCKS AND WE ALL HATE EACH OTHER!

This one has completely robbed me of all interest in far too many TV series to count, and it sucks every time. I’ll find a new series that seems pretty laid back and entertaining, I’ll get hooked, then they’ll start dumping constant diva-fits and toddler-tantrums on the viewers every five minutes. When you can’t even get through a single 20-minute episode without someone repeatedly launching into a tangent about some completely minor slight or AGAIN rehashing an old argument at top volume, it gets old, FAST.

Offset your angst and anger with fluff and fuzzies, and try to maintain a steady balance. Drama is necessary for good storytelling, but as with fertilizer, if you use too much, it STINKS.

GUILTY PARTY: Supernatural

Everything ends with a....

                                                             ...CLIFFHANGER!

You know that feeling when you’re groovin’ in the shower, belting out your favorite bad 80′s songs at top volume, and relishing the scalding hot water with your faithful rubber ducky, then suddenly someone flushes the toilet, the water turns ice cold, and you’re left singing soprano? Well, this trend can give you that feeling with every chapter, every episode, and even, dare we say, with every book and movie! An occasional cliffhanger can be a powerful tool and can hook your audience but constant back-to-back cliffhangers do the exact opposite. Instead of being stuck on the edge of their seats, your audience will realize every chapter ends with a cliffhanger, and BOOM, no more urgency...and oftentimes, no more readers.

Constantly having the toilet flushed is bound to piss off any unwary shower-groover - don’t abuse cliffhangers.

GUILTY PARTY: The Ancient Magus’ Bride

I love them and they love me, but I can’t have them both, WAAAAH!

What do you give a fandom that likes two hunky canon characters and wants to see them fighting over a single woman? Why, a classic love triangle! Don’t get me wrong, some pairings and plots DO call for such a complicated romance; it’s when the triangle is unnecessary and pointless that the fans can take exception. After all, classic love triangles aren’t very common once we, I dunno, GROW UP and we aren’t hormone-drunk teenagers anymore.

If you absolutely MUST have more than two characters in a pairing but aren’t comfortable with allowing polyamory in the story and MUST use a love triangle, try variations rather than the classic ‘two dogs fighting over one indecisive bitch in heat.’ A few entertaining and underused variations include “I love him and he loves me, and someone else ALSO loves me but I think he smells funny” or “We both love him but he loves himself more than he could ever love us” or even “I love him, my sister loves him, and even my DOG loves him, but he only loves the dog, WTF?!”

GUILTY PARTY: about 50% of M-Rated Fan-fiction online

I love you but you don’t love me, so I’m gonna MAKE you love me!

This one has become obscenely common in fan-fiction, and every time I read another such story, I throw up a little. Kids, RAPE is NOT something you should be flippantly throwing into your story, ESPECIALLY in hopes of resolving an unrequited romance. Okay, so Bobby loves Susie but Susie doesn’t love Bobby - that doesn’t mean Bobby’s only logical course of action is to screw Susie until she stops protesting. In reality, rape victims are less likely to fall passionately in love with their rapists than they are to be hit by a diesel going the wrong way down a one-way street. IT DON‘T WORK LIKE THAT!

If you absolutely MUST include rape in your story or backstory, make sure you do your research, treat the subject with all necessary respect and sensitivity, and if you refuse, DON’T assume that follows and faves are any indicator that you made the right choice. TOILET PAPER is bought more often than good literature, but it’s also more likely to wind up covered in...well, you know.

GUILTY PARTY: Also about 50% of M-Rated fan-fiction published online.

For a good book: combine 1 cup plot, 2 cups characters, and a heaping spoonful of drama

Writing from a recipe can be easy, fast, and profitable...IF your audience is already accustomed to reading cookbook fiction AND IF you can manage to make the story work. If you’re honestly trying to write a genuine story that will melt your audience’s hearts, however, it’s best to start fresh instead of relying on ‘fill-in-the-blanks’ writing. Poor recipe-writing has chased me away from far too many otherwise talented writers to count, and as a writer, every time I see recipe-writing being hailed as quality, it always makes me want to cry for our poor, deprived youth.

When every episode begins with “We’re really ill-mannered and need to be reminded to behave ourselves!” and ends with “SURPRISE! The bad guy isn’t really dead after all!” or “OMG! Something sinister happened I can’t wait to find out what it means!” readers can get bored pretty easily. If they don’t get bored, it’s even worse - if they never expand their horizons, they’ll never be able to comprehend just how little effort was actually put into the story and they may grow up to be recipe-writers themselves.

GUILTY PARTY: 2012 Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles TV series

Hook, line, and................never mind.

It’s always sad to see a beloved series or story die. IMO, what’s even sadder is wasting months, years, even DECADES waiting, hoping, and yearning for more, only to find the ball dropped. This is a common problem in pop culture, especially in film, what with Hollywood being so freaking fickle, but, alas, it’s also a problem in fan-writing. You get hooked on a story, the writer slowly bacs off, then all-but disappears or moves on without the slightest explanation, and the story just sits there rotting in the archives without even a tombstone to mark its grave.

People, if you lose your muse, just say so - don’t leave your readers thinking you  croaked or developed amnesia and forgot you ever wrote that story. Better to end a story half-way through with “Well, THAT died” than to leave your fans in the lurch.

GUILTY PARTY: Del Toro’s Hellboy series

It’s High School all over again!

Another groan-worthy trend that needs to die. When we’re in high school, it can seem like the most important part of our lives - we can lose sight of everything else that came before and everything that will come afterward. After all, who cares what career you’ll choose or how you’ll pay the bills when your mom finally kicks you out of her basement? That jock looked at you funny! Go deck’im, it’s not like you’ve got a future!

Seriously. Unless you’re catering to the high school-aged crowd, best skip the high school plots. If your intended audience is older, don’t be surprised when they have no interest in who was caught blowing the quarterback behind the bleachers this time.

GUILTY PARTY: FAN-WRITERS and Anime

OMG THE WORLD’S ABOUT TO BLOW UP!!!

                           ~ Cue filler ~

You know that moment when you’re on the edge of your seat, you just KNOW the world’s about to end, and your every sense is hyper-focused on the TV screen, then SUDDENLY there’s a CITY-WIDE BLACKOUT?! Yeah. This is that moment. This one, technically, can be covered under ‘cliffhangers’ but in a way, it’s even worse. At least with a cliffhanger you know the problem’s probably going to be resolved/replaced with a new problem next episode - with THIS, you may have to wait through THREE SEASONS of FILLER before you find out if everyone you thought just died actually did, just die!

Filler episodes can be fun, and they can be a great way for fans to learn more about the smaller facets of their favorite characters’ personalities, but they can also cut your viewer stats in half if used excessively. As with all things, MODERATION is the key.

GUILTY PARTY: Naruto Shippuden

I’m an angsty teenager - it’s my job to be the surly primary source of conflict in this story!

Ahh, the teenage years...that wondrous near-decade of acne, raging hormones, constant mood swings, and making your parents’ lives a living hell. Who misses it? NOT ME. The odds of a teenager responding to their parents’ decisions with pushing boundaries and being stubborn are about nine-to-NONE. Face it, teenagers are really just unstable little kids who think they’re grown-ups. That said, there ARE some teenagers who DON’T hate their parents, who actually LISTEN to their parents, and who DON’T fly off the handle over every little thing. There ARE sometimes teenagers who can be reasonable at times, and not every teenager who hears the words “We’re moving” will respond with “I HATE U! UR RUININ MA L!FE!” (Insert fifty screaming frowny-face emojis)

If you’ve got a family with a teenager moving into a new house that will turn out to be (OH NOES!) haunted, instead of hopping on the ‘angsty teenager was right, this place blows’ bandwagon, go for something less over-used and more subtle. The family dog freaks the frick out, the electricity goes wacky at odd times, the MIL pops out of the closet at midnight despite being ten years dead - you know, stuff that hasn’t been completely written to death.

GUILTY PARTY: most modern horror movies about hauntings/ghosts