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[polycrews]

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god he’s such a fucking freak (affectionate)

[cornyforjk]

Drive you crazy | Day 4 | jjk

⤷ SUMMARY In which you are stuck living with an arrogant rookie racer who thinks of you as an obstacle, ready to ruin your glory, but things get heated when he has a pervy smile hidden under that pretentious attitude. Emotions that are complicated. You could never fall for your enemy! He's sabotaging you.

Pairing: racer!jk × racer!oc

Genre: angst and pure filth smut

Warnings: trash language

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A/ note: Hello hello hello,,,, ik it's been like,what? 10 days. More than 10 days infact. But I was kinda stuck somewhere 🥴 and I did post part 4 one day but idk why it's format wouldn't be the way I wanted it to be,,, like ykwim. Anyways, I'm trying again and I hope it works today 🤞🤞 hope you guys enjoy 💕 (Added links for the first time thank you so much @redcherrykook ily💕)

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"What's with all these boxes?" I heard a sigh coming from the living room. Walking out of my bed I look over the commotion with a smile.

"Chocolates," I answer.

"Why?" He seemed pained looking at the bundle of sweets all spread out on the table. "Can't you keep them in your room?"

"But it's for you."

"Me?" He points at himself, innocently with huge bubbly eyes of confusion.

"But I hate chocolates." He points with disgust, ignoring my judging eyes and internal screams at his horrible taste.

Not only has he got a bad attitude but also bad taste buds.

"Why would you hate chocolate?!" I screech, "it's chocolate for fuck's sake! The only saviour at sad times."

"I don't like it. Who even sent it anyway?"

"I did!" My voice was wavering with panic. "I thought you liked chocolate...so I bought it as an apology." Watching his curious face drop into a sulky one didn't help my beating heart which probably pumped out my anxiety rather than blood.

"Where did you even get this information?" He arches his eyebrow in question.

"I googled it." My honest answer has him parting his lips as he tries to form words. "You are a famous rookie. The website has your likes and dislikes listed."

Jungkook dismissively waves his hand, "you had one job..." his voice lowered. "I will always hate chocolate." Those last words were barely a whisper. My eyes shot up towards his face, the quick vulnerability flashing back into his cocky self.

I clear my throat.

"It also said that you wear your special iron man socks while racing and in bed."

Subconsciously Jungkook crosses a leg over another trying to hide his redand yellow socks that look like the character.

"Well, you wear mismatched socks." He bickers, hands on his hip.

I shut my mouth tight, holding in a laugh that burst out sounding like a chicken having asthma.

"Ha-ha, very funny," the tall guy rolls his eyes walking out of the place.

"I still hate chocolate as much as I hate you."

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With a beaten body and tired scowl, I walked into my room slamming the door shut, feeling his eyes on my back, the stare leaves me frozen still staring at the wooden door trying to burn it as an escape option.

He doesn't question me. Doesn't ask me where I have been.Shows that he doesn't care.

And a part of me feels empty without his bickering, like half of our conversations depended on our arguments.

I tightly fist my hand towering over Jungkook, boring holes in his face watching him keep his motorsports book aside. He reads, has a hidden tattoo covering his left arm, shows respect towards invasive paparazzi...what all am I yet to know about him? It's like every time I feel like I figured him out he pulls out an Uno reverse card.

"Why won't you just let it go? I know where I went wrong and I am sorry I didn't listen to you. Fairly I didn't know what Alex was like and all you said was 'don't race' so it didn't help." I confess, fiddling with my fingers. He shuffles, getting on his legs and fleeting into the kitchen without answering.

"You didn't even answer-"

He turns around tearing a piece of tissue and stuffing it in my mouth as I gag. The taste of dried woody papermixing in my mouth.

"What the hell?!" "If you don't want me to permanently shut your porthole, then you better walk out of this place."

Storming out of the room I walk straight into someone's chest, wobbling back with a dizzy head, my eyes trail to his face. His familiar smile with dimples in view with his shiny golden brown hair.

"Mr Joon!" I exaggerate his name, trying to smile back but a pressed thin line forms.

"Is it about him?" He raises his thick eyebrow, uncertain to meet my eye as he scans the door behind me trying to gaze through with the help of a mere peephole.

"How do you know?""It's a small controversy going on around here. No wonder the cheerleaders are jealous." He blurts out, batting his eye whilst taking a step back. "Plus...you could say I know him a little too well."

"Should've seen that coming, no wonder he threw you that funny look in the hallway on our first day and pretended to not know you."

Namjoon chuckles, "sounds like our Jungkook."

"Our gang can help you with his bratty attitude, we have been in your position too many times." He smiles with glinting eyes, pulling me across the hallways behind the inn where the pool resides.

Namjoon waves over a group of young-looking men huddling around the patio, my eyes feel blessed at that moment when we make our way towards them, gaze residing on their flawless faces.

"Y/n, meet our gang. The bangtan boys." Namjoon lightly shoves me forward as all the boys create circle around me, my eyes glinting with excitement as each of them start questioning me with the same excitement.

"Hi! I am Jimin, the 'wanted' one," his orange head wobbled as he smiled sideways, coming over for a side hug that I returned with gratitude. Jimin was a well-known racer in the industry with millions of fangirls behind him almost all the time.

I turn around squealing when I find a mint haired guy waving at me with his boxy smile, "KIM TAEHYUNG AND SUNSHINE HOBI!"

"Sunshine what-" He's startled by my sudden outburst, my face reddening as I second-hand embarrass myself.

"It's a name given by your fans..." I kick the floor, whispering in a faint voice.

Hoseok chuckles with Taehyung, removing the leather gloves covering their hand as they bring it forward to shake with mine.

"Call us Tae and Hobi, it's cute coming from your mouth," they gigglechildishly, warming my heart.

"Operation win Jungkook over is in the process!" Hoseok's fist pumps in the air as everyone starts discussing a perfect plan to make up for my foolish mistake.

"He likes sugar mallows." Suddenly behind me appears Min Yoongi and Seokjin, the oldest racers here. My heart suddenly jumps out as I stare at them holding a few boxes of cereal.

Taehyung scoots over, Jin and Yoongie sit over smiling at me as I return with a nod. "He likes those marshmallow cereals? Wow-" I am left speechless at his selection of food.

"Trust me, he will go head over heels for this." Jin squeals, winking towards Namjoon which leaves me questioning.

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I take a deep breath ready for war. It's about to strike midnight as I walk back to my shared room, glancing back and forth at the dark hallways waiting for some kind of jumpscare, breeze from open windows letting out a hollered noise that has my skin shivering. I quicken my pace, slamming the door behind me to see Jungkook standing in the balcony with the wind ruffling his hair as if praising him.

I stopped in my tracks when my eyes landed on his broad back with muscular shoulders that turned me on, my fingers wishing to grab onto them leaving a trail.

Peeking into the open box of cereal given by Jin I wholeheartedly pour in some milk, my heart leaping as I think of offering some to Jungkook.

With two bowls in my hand, I make my way to the open porch. Jungkook hangs his head between his shoulders, grasping the railing tight with visible veins running across his arm.

"Are you alright?" I whisper, mostly startling him as he lifts his head with an alarmed expression. "I bought vousome cereal?" With uncertainty I raise the bowl in thin air waiting for his eyes to pool with excitement, maybe he would be jumpy on his feet at the smell of sugary soggy cereal, but no. He didn't move an inch.

He just let out an exasperated sigh of defeat. "Go away," Jungkook mumbled slowly, looking away from my eyes.

"What's on your mind Jeon," I placed the bowl aside, trying to take a look at him from behind and for the first time I felt his huge bulky body standing tall beside me. He seemed so big and strong, the intimidating expression being a compliment to his looks. He looked even more beautiful at night.

"You don't have to share, just have this with me." I gesture over towards the milk-filled bowls with a pressed smile full of hopefulness.

"Fine." He harshly grabs a bowl scooting over to sit on the floor casually with his legs crossed. "But you can sit in the chair!" I exclaimed but he shook his head. "I like it here." He meekly said.I have no choice but to sit facing him, watching the beautiful view of California that left me breathless, it just seemed like a dream, but what felt even more surreal was the man sitting in front of me with his midnight black bangs covering his doe eyes, slurping the milky marshmallows with content.

"Feeling better?" I quietly ask. Earning a hum.

We sat there quietly with comforting silence, little squeals of pleasure and sugar kicking in our bodies. Raking our spoons in the milk scooping up the crunchies while playing with loops.

"How'd you know I like this?" He questioned.

"That will be my secret." I wryly smile, shoving the empty bowls at the back, making room for my feet to spread comfortably.

"You do know you just served me cereal in the middle of the night?" he whispered playfully.

"Think of it as a midnight snack." I wink."Jungkook...I am sorry." I breathe in, "I hurt people, that's what I am good at. Unfortunately." A bittersweet chuckle leaves my parted lips, guilt seeping in when I try forming words. "We didn't start on the right foot, why not try the left this time?"

Bringing my hand forward, I wait for Jungkook to shake it. Just give me a chance. We are just racers ready to come at each other's throats, But, Why not try to get along?

For once.

"I don't need a protector Jungkook, just a friend."

He brings his hand forward, hesitant when our warm skin grazes together, I feel him enveloping my hand in his, a wave of satisfaction gushing over me.

I never want to let his hand go. It feels safe and soft like a newborn. But they don't fit together perfectly.

We are two different people, with different views. Being friends witheach other is hard for us, hard to understand. No wonder they don't fit perfectly.

"Don't tell me you use baby lotion now," I smirk. He looks away, trying his best to hide the small curve rising atthe edge of his lips.

Maybe Jeon Jungkook knows how to smile after all.

He silently grabs the bowl behind me, stuffing his mouth with cereal and continuing to stare at me. Even in the dark, I could make out his droopy eyes, dark circles, that were carrying all the unexplainable tension he didn't share.

"Go to sleep, grinch, or would you like me cuddling you till you've fallen asleep," Nudging him with a teasing tone he smiles, a little toothy grin that fogged my brain.

He snorts, "You need therapy Y/n."

"Therapy is just paid gossip my boy."

I pat his head, going in for the ruffle when he swats it away, his facial features tensing with a line between his eyebrows."Tomorrow's the race. "

I stop in my tracks. Glancing back from my shoulder, This sudden unexplainable tension filled the air, my heavy breath visible.

What got me so nervous all of a sudden?

I start tapping my foot, fiddling with my nails, biting the inside of my cheek.

"And...?" I felt the back of my neck warm up, tiny beads of sweat sliding down my back.

He wouldn't do anything to hurt me tomorrow in the name of race? Would he?

Jungkook just sighed, standing tall, his dark silhouette walking towards me whilst I stood frozen. I feel his eyes staring into my soul, his hand slowly placed on my shoulder. I stiffen at the small strokes he skims on the sides of my neck.

Everywhere he touched my skin would burn with fire, hitching breath stuck atthe bottom of my throat. But my eyes clung to his illuminated skin under the moon.

He's beautiful...

Jungkook pulls me out of his trance with a throaty cough, pulling me closer as I squeak. "If they overtake your path then turn to the side and let them. Their desire to win is unquenched, and people do anything to satisfy their thirst."

"Don't come in their way, Y/n."

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Day3 | Day5

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proposal | g.w

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preview: ginny proposes to the love of her life

warnings: just fluff, voldy doesn’t exist

you and ginny had been best friends since you were born, your parents got along really well since they had the same values, so came over to her house all the time. when you got into hogwarts, you both started to see each other as more than a best friend, and started dating in third year.

now the seventh year had ended, and you wondered where all the time had gone. you were spending some days at the burrow to celebrate your graduation, but what you didn’t know was that ginny had something prepared up her sleeve.

you woke up early that morning, letting ginny sleep in since she was exhausted from staying up so late last night. when ginny woke up it was around 12.00am, almost lunch time. she looked around the room, noticing the sun hitting the pastel coloured furniture through the window.

she jumped out of her bed, putting on her slippers and feeling a pitch of excitement growing in her stomach. today was the day. today was the day she’d propose to the love of her life. she didn’t really know when, but decided that it’d be a great time to do it during lunch since the whole family would be there. molly, arthur, the twins, ron, harry, hermione, percy and of course sirius and lupin.

she opened her cupboard, looking for the box that contained the ring she had been saving up for so long to buy and stuffed it in her pocket, heading to the bathroom to get ready for the day. she walked down the stairs, finding you, molly and harry laughing while you helped prepare lunch.

“good morning sleepyhead, had a nice rest?” you asked when you eyed her, hugging ginny from the side and pressing a kiss on her head. “yes, i did.” she smiled sleepily, stretching her arms. molly sent you to get the twins, ron, sirius and lupin who seemed quite entertained by riding their broomsticks on the backyard of the burrow.

“lunch time guys! don’t think you’d want to miss the chicken wings, ronald!” ron almost jumped out of his broom, running towards the house, the rest of the guys following not far behind. you chuckled, shaking your head and also heading in.

while everybody ate, ginny decided it was time. “i have an announcement to make.” she smiled, grabbing your hand under the table. “and that is?” ron asked, mouth full of mashed potatoes. “ronald that’s disgusting.” ron rolled his eyes, unbothered.

“i had a hard time figuring out when to do this, but i think it’s time.” ginny got up, getting on her knees and pulling the box out of her pocket, hands shaky. you gasped, hands covering your mouth. molly clapped her hands excitedly, all eyes were on you, everyone just seemed so happy for you and that warmed your heart. this family took you in and really made you feel welcomed.

“y/n, my angel, you make my days better, i love everything about you. how you get so excited over little things like me putting flowers on your hair or baking you muffins, how you wear those cute butterfly clips in your hair every day, how you blush over everything, how you jump like a little baby every time i bring you flowers because flowers just make you so happy, you’re just perfect darling. so will you marry me and let me have you forever?” at this point everyone was teary eyes, and managed to cry out a ‘yes, of course.’

ginny squealed, feeling all excited and giddy inside thinking about being able to call you her wife. she put the ring on your finger, wrapping her arms around your neck and clashing her lips with yours. you didn’t care you were literally making out in front of the whole family, this was your moment. when you both pulled away, you had everyone coming up to hug you and congratulate you.

fred pulled you to the side, “hey y/n, take care of her okay? and congrats, if i could hand pick someone for her ir would definitely be you.” you smiled and hugged him, coming back to the table. “cheers to the cutest couple!” arthur put his glass in the air, letting you all cheer together.

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Level Up, Chapter Eleven (Branjie) - Holtzmanns

“I don’t think I could come up with anything negative about you.”

Brooke’s eyes are sincere as she says it, and Vanessa’s heart starts to beat just a little bit faster. Vanessa’s a person who’s always on the go, not one to slow down if she doesn’t have to but Brooke has the ability to make her world pause for just a second. Brooke changes Vanessa’s focus from what’s in front of her to solely her, and Vanessa almost wishes she could keep it there forever.

It’s never that hard for Vanessa to come up with words to reply with, especially not towards Brooke, but her brain feels like it has shuddered to a stop, pressing on the brakes because the small smile on Brooke’s face is more important to focus on. She could say something stupid, something funny, maybe return the sentiment but she doesn’t get a chance to decide on what to do before Yvie lets out a scoff.

“Except for your dislike of Chicken Little. That’s a negative if I’ve ever seen one.”

AN: Hi, I'm still alive, I promise. Popping back into this lovely fic nearly eight months later (a new job, a new apartment, a new city, and a new cat later too) and I love it just as much as I did in January. Eight months is good for plot to marinate and develop and I'm excited to get back to writing this fic again. If you're still around for this journey, thank you and know I'm so grateful for it. Please do tell me your thoughts if you read! Thank you writ for betaing ily <3

“So you have that interview with Glamour, I’ll set it up for some time this week, and Teen Vogue wants to do something on their Youtube channel. Who knew that was a thing? I’m working on Adidas’ rep to finagle a sponsorship outta them, and Under Armour on the backburner just in case-”

Vanessa bursts through the doors of the gym while Detox continues talking in her ear, not at all apologetic about the way that she has to interrupt her as she ambles towards Brooke’s office. “Just reached the gym. We’ll have to continue this later, ‘cause training waits for no one, right?”

“I see exactly what you’re doing, but I’m not mad at it. Go work on building those boxing skills that’ll keep lining your pockets for years. Toodles!”

Vanessa lets out a snort when Detox hangs up the phone. “Toodles? Who the hell says that?”

“Detox?” Brooke looks up from her book, an amused smile on her face. “I know that trick.”

“What trick?” Vanessa squints her eyes as she sits down, trying to read the cover of Brooke’s paperback. “Are you reading Chicken Soup for the Soul? ”

Brooke waves a hand. “Doesn’t matter. And the trick of dipping out of Detox’s phone calls. Why else would you get to the gym so early?”

“Oh, come on. I’m early sometimes. Occasionally,” Vanessa grins, and Brooke doesn’t buy it in the least from the way she raises an eyebrow. “Okay, maybe not. I like Detox, I really do, don’t get me wrong. She’s hysterical and good at her job, real good at it, but damn.”

“Detox works hard,” Brooke nods, understanding in her eyes. “It’s a lot to handle sometimes.”

“She cranks up the exposure by a million and targets it in specific places and it works, ‘cause I have a lot of followers and deals now but…”

“But what?”

Brooke leans forward, pushing her book to the side as she looks earnestly at Vanessa. It’s striking, sometimes, how Brooke gives her full attention. How much she cares sometimes.

It’s nice.

“It feels real wild, y’know? Like all I did was become a meme, and now my face is going to be in a Spotify commercial. How does that jump happen?” Vanessa shifts in her chair, letting out a sigh. “It’s only been a few weeks.”

It’s as if Vanessa is riding in a car that’s only getting faster and faster, not quite in control of the steering wheel or knowing when she’s going to be able to stop. Sure, the ride is fun, but it also feels like she’s driving without a license, as if she’s skipped the learner’s permit stage and hit the highway instead.

“She wants to capitalize on it as much as possible. Keep you in the spotlight even after the next big meme rolls around,” Brooke shrugs, before pausing for a second, a look of concern in her eyes. “It’s not too much, is it? I can always talk to Detox with you if you feel like it’s overwhelming-”

“Nah, I’ll survive,” Vanessa shrugs, giving her best reassuring smile to Brooke. “Lush sent me some free shit the other day. I like goodie bags.”

Brooke snorts. “Fair enough. Bath bombs are a reason to keep going.”

“Want some? I got enough for a month's worth of spa days.” Vanessa makes a mental note to bring some of the freebies for Brooke on their next practice. She’s earned half of everything, at least.

“You have any of the sakura ones?” Brooke is tentative with her question, and Vanessa nods enthusiastically.

“You’re getting all of ‘em.”

“Now, hold on a second-”

“It’s six. Don’t we have practice to start?” Vanessa’s up and out of the office before Brooke can protest any further. “I’m gonna go change.”

Practice is nice. Practice feels familiar amongst all the new chaos in Vanessa’s life. It lets her turn her brain off and get away from the people that recognize her out in public, the way her Instagram is now solely for sponsored posts. The way she feels like a caricature of herself, almost, because others have an opinion of who she is based on a ten second video clip.

But practice isn’t like that. In the gym, Brooke is the same as ever, pushing and pushing her until sweat is drenching her back and her mind is spinning and she feels more alive than she ever has. When Brooke throws moves at Vanessa that she has to work in overdrive to block and counter with some of her own, it’s familiar. Even though she’s tired and gasping for breath, it’s what she knows how to do, and in an environment that isn’t unsettling or foreign.

The best part about it? Vanessa can still feel herself learning. Growing. Stepping up to the challenges that Brooke throws at her. Sure, she’s not aching to get back into the competition ring anytime soon, but the approving smiles from Brooke when she gets in a good hit or when she avoids a shot that would previously knock her on the ground gives her a thrill every time.

The end of practice leaves Vanessa with a new sense of longing that’s only been present the last few weeks, since this whole meme mess has started. Leaving the gym is hard, because it means Vanessa has to go outside again, pull her hat down when passerby on the sidewalk give her a second look. She has to unlock her phone and pretend to be busy, but then she’s faced with comments pouring in on every social media account that she opens. She can text one of her friends but it’s hard to continue a conversation, really, after it starts with a rousing Miss Vanjie, no matter how much in jest.

Being outside the gym means that she’s reminded of her new loss of normalcy.

She takes her time switching back into her sweats after she showers, dragging her feet as she leaves the change room with her gym bag slung over her shoulder. When she squints her eyes she can see Brooke at the far end of the gym, teetering on a stool as she repositions one of the crooked banners. Brooke turns around almost as if she can tell Vanessa is there, a good natured smile and an easy wave following immediately.

“See you tomorrow.”

“Need any help?” Vanessa’s stalling a bit by asking, but maybe Brooke really could use a hand with the banners, or at least an extra set of eyes to make sure that they’re nice and straight.

She’s just helpful, that’s all.

Brooke, to her credit, doesn’t call Vanessa out for it as she squints, admiring her handiwork. “I think they’re as aligned as they’re ever going to be. I’m going to get ready to leave for the night, too.”

“Oh,” Vanessa doesn’t mean to sound a little disappointed as Brooke jumps off the stool, fiddling with the jacket that’s slung across her arm. “Already?”

“It’s almost eight thirty,” Brooke points out, padding past Vanessa towards her office door and grabbing her coat off of the hook. “You’re not tired and ready to go home yet?”

“I just…”

Vanessa trails off, looking down at the ground. She’s not sure what to say, really. All that’s waiting for her is her apartment, but she can’t mindlessly scroll Twitter or Instagram before bed without seeing her face again. She needs to reply to her friends’ texts, but the notifications are piling up on top of one another like a mountain that she’s not really sure how she’s going to climb.

Vanessa just wants to avoid it all.

Brooke pauses, and each second that passes makes Vanessa’s heart constrict because maybe she should just try to explain, but she doesn’t know how to and it feels like too much-

“C’mon. My roommate and I are having a late dinner and rewatching Chicken Little. Are you in for a nacho night?”

Brooke’s looking at her expectantly and Vanessa wants to say yes, but what pops out of her mouth is what’s pressing on her even more. “Did you say rewatching Chicken Little?”

“It’s a good movie!” Brooke’s defensiveness makes Vanessa crack a smile despite how restless she feels, how much she’s fidgeting while standing in place. “Come over and you’ll see.”

“Y’know, we haven’t talked about movies before, but this recommendation is making me question what your taste is like,” Vanessa lets out a giggle, when Brooke’s mock offense takes over her face as she puts a hand to her heart.

“The disrespect. You’re not getting nachos with those kinds of statements,” Brooke grabs Vanessa’s gym bag, slinging it over her shoulder as she holds the door open. “Now c’mon.”

Brooke’s apartment is not what Vanessa expects - there are colours and tapestries lining the walls and even one on the ceiling, and she’s pretty sure she sees a bong on top of the refrigerator. It’s pretty, though, with the art splashed across every free surface and the shelves filled with books upon books, piles of even more on the actual floor. Vanessa has to resist the urge to go and sit down on the wicker chair in front of the television that’s suspended from the ceiling.

“Yvie’s the one behind the decor.” Brooke has a knowing smile on her face and Vanessa can feel her cheeks heat up, from how easily Brooke can read her mind. “Moved in a few years ago after she broke up with a long term partner. Never really got around to adding things of my own to the walls.”

Vanessa snickers before she can even get her joke out properly. “What would you add? A Chicken Little poster?”

Brooke, for her part, doesn’t miss a beat. “Nah. A poster of your meme.”

“Wow-”

“I know we were thinking nachos, but picture this. Chicken nuggets while we watch Chicken Little.” A girl with bright green hair pops her head out from behind a door, waving at the two of them.

Vanessa waves back, her eyebrows lifting higher and higher on her forehead when she realizes how tall the girl is as she walks closer. Even Brooke has to look up at her which is a strange sight on its own, considering how much Brooke towers over Vanessa.

Then again, Vanessa’s used to being the short one.

“Vanessa here is doubting the movie’s genius,” Brooke raises an eyebrow, and the girl lets out a fake gasp.

“Um, not a movie. Chicken Little is a film. An artistic masterpiece.”

“Are you two the presidents of the Chicken Little fan club?” Vanessa asks, as Brooke sticks her tongue out at her.

“Yes. And no, you can’t join.”

It’s interesting how Brooke’s work demeanor has dropped now that she’s in her own apartment, her normally squared shoulders a little more relaxed. It reminds Vanessa of when they went roller skating, seeing how much fun Brooke had while pulling her around the rink.

Vanessa wants to see more of it.

Brooke points at her roommate as the girl sticks out a hand. “Ness, this is Yvie. Yvie, Vanessa. I’m coaching her.”

“You’re introducing her as if I haven’t heard you talk about her every single day for the last however many months,” Yvie drawls and Brooke’s sputter is immediate, making Vanessa’s breath hitch a little in her throat.

Brooke talks about her?

Yvie pats Brooke on the back as if she’s choking on her water rather than on some words, sticking her other hand out for Vanessa to shake. “You’re Brooke’s favourite student. Also her only student, technically, but still a favourite nonetheless.”

Brooke’s cheeks are bright pink and Vanessa can’t deny that the sight is adorable, seeing her flustered for once. Still. Brooke probably recaps their training sessions and nothing more.

“As long as it’s mostly positive,” Vanessa shrugs, and the way Brooke emphatically nods makes her feel better than she wants to admit.

“I don’t think I could come up with anything negative about you.”

Brooke’s eyes are sincere as she says it, and Vanessa’s heart starts to beat just a little bit faster. Vanessa’s a person who’s always on the go, not one to slow down if she doesn’t have to but Brooke has the ability to make her world pause for just a second. Brooke changes Vanessa’s focus from what’s in front of her to solely her, and Vanessa almost wishes she could keep it there forever.

It’s never that hard for Vanessa to come up with words to reply with, especially not towards Brooke, but her brain feels like it has shuddered to a stop, pressing on the brakes because the small smile on Brooke’s face is more important to focus on. She could say something stupid, something funny, maybe return the sentiment but she doesn’t get a chance to decide on what to do before Yvie lets out a scoff.

“Except for your dislike of Chicken Little. That’s a negative if I’ve ever seen one.”

The platter of chicken nuggets that Yvie places on the coffee table with a flourish is impressive, to say the least. There’s a little bowl of ketchup on the side, along with sweet and sour sauce and something that looks to be...ranch?

Whatever it is, Vanessa’s nose wrinkles at the sight. “Which one of you eats ranch with chicken nuggets? Is that legal?”

Yvie’s cackle and Brooke’s flushed cheeks tell Vanessa all she needs to know as she plops down beside Brooke on the couch, nudging her side. “Really?”

“The flavour combination is great!” Brooke mutters, grabbing a chicken nugget and dipping it in the ranch for posterity, holding it up close to Vanessa’s face. “Try it.”

Vanessa scooches herself towards the edge of the couch, away from the chicken nugget and the ranch that’s slowly dripping down like a melting ice cream. “Absolutely not.”

“It’s delicious-”

“It’s cursed-”

“More for me, then,” Brooke tosses the chicken nugget into her mouth, and Vanessa’s not sure, really, how she’s handling the flavours together without puking. “You’re missing out.”

“Very happy to miss out on that, thank you very much. I’ll take the ketchup.”

It turns out that Chicken Little isn’t so bad with Yvie and Brooke peppering in commentary as they watch, and Vanessa finds herself getting swept into the plot, as ridiculous as it is. The glass of cider that Yvie’s brought for each of them is making Vanessa feel a little more relaxed, her shoulders not as stiff anymore as she leans against the back of the couch. It’s fun to watch Brooke’s face, really, and the way she lights up while quoting the movie as it plays.

Vanessa makes a mental note to invite Brooke over to watch more movies. Better movies. Expand her palate. Chicken Little cannot be at the top of Brooke’s movie pyramid, not when there are better choices available, like Pretty Woman. Sure, Vanessa’s not exactly a film connoisseur herself, but still. Anything beats Chicken Little, right?

Maybe it’s just the cider settling in, maybe it’s the full stomach of chicken nuggets, but...it’s nice. Comfortable. Vanessa pulls her feet up behind her on the couch before grabbing a throw pillow to hug on her lap, and really, she could fall asleep right where she’s sitting, even to the dulcet tones of the main chicken character screaming about an alien invasion. Brooke looks over as Vanessa settles herself more into the couch, her expression unreadable but then she reaches over the back of the couch, grabbing the throw blanket behind them.

“Wanna share? It’s kinda cold.”

It’s not cold and Vanessa knows it, she knows that Brooke does too, but Brooke’s face is soft and tentative and adorable and sharing a blanket with her would make the couch situation even more cozy.

Plus, she can cuddle with Brooke, because Brooke is tall and thus is a tall, comfortable cushion to lean against.

Brooke throws the blanket across both of them and Vanessa scoots closer to her so that their laps are covered, the fabric fuzzy and warm. The side of Vanessa’s upper thigh leans against Brooke’s and she’s not sure why she’s so hyper aware of the fact, or why Brooke’s arm across the back of the couch makes her want to snuggle in even closer.

It’s just Brooke, after all. Brooke, who’s seen her when she’s all sweaty and about to collapse on the gym floor. Brooke, who had been there at her worst after the last tournament and still wants to coach her and spend time with her. Brooke, whose secret love for Twilight will never fail to make Vanessa laugh.

If it’s just Brooke, then why is Vanessa’s heart taking flight in her chest when Brooke starts to absentmindedly trace patterns on her palm? She doesn’t know why Brooke’s touch is lighting up a pattern of sparks on her skin either, or why Brooke’s side is so comfortable to lean against. Why Vanessa almost wishes that the movie could go on forever, so that she can stay warm and safe under Brooke’s arm that’s now draped across her shoulders.

Maybe Vanessa doesn’t need answers for all of those questions, not yet, not if finding out the answers would mean disrupting the delicate balance that hangs in the air between them. Brooke shuffles a little bit and when Vanessa’s head ends up against her chest, she can feel the way Brooke’s heart is beating, surely faster than any heart should. It’s a contrast from how seemingly relaxed the rest of Brooke’s body is, how her arms around Vanessa aren’t tense, restricting, but rather grounding, pulling her down.

Leaning back against Brooke is warm, familiar. It’s a feeling of home in a situation so novel, so different from how they usually are, like pulling on a sweater that Vanessa’s not sure how she’s ever lived without. Maybe, just maybe, Vanessa doesn’t ever have to take it off.

Vanessa doesn’t realize that the credits start rolling on the screen until Yvie rolls off of the lilac armchair, reaching for the remote on the coffee table. She lets out a yawn, stretching her arms up high before shutting off the TV. “I, for one, am exhausted. And as fun as this was, it’s my bedtime.”

Brooke snickers, and Vanessa can feel the way her chest reverberates underneath her. “You and I both know you’re about to go Facetime Scarlet.”

“That’s what bedtime means,” Yvie wiggles her eyebrows, and Brooke’s noise of disgust is immediate.

“Horrifying. You two better keep it down this time. My ears still haven’t recovered from overhearing you both last week,” Brooke shudders as Yvie cackles, shutting the door to her bedroom with a click.

Vanessa turns in Brooke’s grip, shooting a questioning look. Surely Yvie can’t be louder than the average person on Facetime. “Overhearing what?”

Brooke makes a face, the haunted look in her eyes almost comedic from the way that she sighs. “Let me put it this way. Yvie and her girlfriend are in a long distance relationship, which is hard on them for a multitude of reasons. One of them being their libidos.”

“Their libidos…” Vanessa trails off, her face falling when she realizes what Brooke means. “Oh no. Not that. Tell me not that.”

“Exactly that. They’re quieter over Facetime than they are when Scarlet visits, at least. That’s a blessing.”

Vanessa shudders. Sure, she’s not exactly quiet in bed either, but the thought of people on the other side of the wall being able to hear everything is horrifying, especially because of the fact that she lives with Alexis. Her sister does not need to know details about her sex life, that’s for sure.

Still, Vanessa wonders how loud Yvie must be. “How do they even make so much noise with phone sex, anyway? Yodel?”

“Mating calls that would fit in perfectly in a National Geographic documentary,” Brooke lets out a snicker, her hand clapping over her mouth when Yvie lets out an ‘I heard that!’ from behind her bedroom door. “Still, glad I’m not about to suffer through overhearing it alone. You’ve saved my evening.”

Vanessa snorts, pulling back from Brooke’s embrace to face her, leaning against the back of the couch. “Glad to be of service.”

Brooke is softness and kindness and contentment all at once, and the easy smile on her face is one that Vanessa feels so lucky to see the longer and longer that she knows her. It’s moments like these that Vanessa wants to hold on to forever - when Brooke’s guard is down, when her posture is relaxed and she’s looking over with eyes that Vanessa could drown in. She wants to package up this version of Brooke that isn’t tethered by reminders of her past, or with upholding a legacy that defines her whether she likes it or not. At times like this, Brooke isn’t a boxer with her father’s last name, or Vanessa’s coach responsible for facilitating her success. She’s just Brooke, a girl whose gaze is so mesmerizing that makes Vanessa’s breathing hitch in her throat without even realizing it.

Brooke holds out a hand and it’s almost second nature for Vanessa to link her fingers with hers, their hands fitting together in a way that doesn’t make sense, not when Vanessa’s hands are so much smaller. But Brooke’s grip is an anchor that keeps her from floating away, one that centers her and lets her focus on the upward curve of Brooke’s lips, the softness of her eyes when she smiles.

Except then Brooke’s brow is furrowing, a hint of concern in her eyes that Vanessa wants to brush away for her. “You okay? You’re quieter than usual.”

Vanessa can feel her face heating up as she stutters, pulling her eyes away from Brooke’s face to focus on the stitching along the couch cushions. “I’m fine. I...nothing.”

She can’t exactly go out and tell Brooke, someone who’s a coach and also a friend for that matter, that she’s just a little bit mesmerized by her face. Not something that’s likely to go over well.

Vanessa’s past relationships have been nothing short of peacocking, making herself known to those she’s had an interest in because they’d inevitably chase her right back. She knows her worth, knows how to go after what she wants, but…

What does she even want, now?

She doesn’t want Brooke, she can’t, not when Brooke is her coach and someone who’s becoming more and more important towards every aspect of her life, someone who she texts when she wakes up in the morning and who she’s messaging as she’s falling asleep.

Brooke’s not the type of person that Vanessa can parade around and go on a few dates with while drinking the cheapest wine on the menu for shits and giggles. She’s not someone that Vanessa can let go of easily, the way she’s had to with previous relationships that didn’t work out. Brooke is different from them.

She’s not disposable, not someone that Vanessa wants to let go of from her life. She isn’t someone that Vanessa can let go of at this point, because the thought of not seeing her amused expressions in the gym or the pride on her face while they’re training is too much to deal with. Vanessa’s only beginning to read through Brooke’s pages to learn more about her, and finding out little details that make her want to melt and pull Brooke just a little closer to her heart.

Brooke is too important.

Sure, Vanessa’s breath hitches in her chest whenever Brooke pulls her closer, and maybe Brooke’s smile is enough to drown out any background noise buzzing around them, but Vanessa also knows that she falls hard. And fast. She’s impulsive, following what her heart tells her to do and most of the time, she can deal with the consequences because she knows she’ll be able to get back up again.

But if this is a miscalculation? If saying something means that they’ll end up in pieces that neither of them will be able to put back together?

It’s too big of a risk. At least, for now.

Vanessa can’t be the one to take the jump off the cliff, not yet.

So she smiles, puts on the most reassuring expression that she can, hoping that it’s enough to soothe the concern that splays itself across Brooke’s features. “Really, I am. Just thinking about all the press shenanigans that Detox has lined up for me tomorrow.”

It’s enough for Brooke’s features to relax just a little bit, the smile on her face almost nostalgic. “I’m glad it’s you now, and not me, on Detox’s receiving end. She’s ruthless in the best way.”

“That’s one way to put it.”

There’s a sinking feeling in Vanessa’s chest by going for the cop out, but...she has no other choice. It’s not the way she normally handles situations like this, a fact made clear by how much she has to push down the butterflies in her stomach, and hide them behind a door so that they don’t escape and ruin stakes that feel too high, too much of a risk.

Still, Vanessa’s a bit of a sucker for punishment, and so when Brooke pulls her closer into a hug, it’s as easy as breathing to snuggle into her and rest her head against her chest, because Brooke’s arms are warm and safe and manage to slow her thinking down just a bit.

Part of Vanessa feels like she can handle it and hold herself back from doing anything stupid, if only to not mess everything up. She can be this close to Brooke and not have her chest split in two and maybe it’s a blessing, and something that she has to hold on to. Except that by leaning against Brooke, she can feel how fast Brooke’s heart is beating, threatening to escape from her chest before she can possibly stop it. It’s a contrast from the gentle way that Brooke’s fingers run through her hair, betraying the calmness on the outside that she’s trying so hard to convey.

Maybe Vanessa’s not the only one holding back. Maybe Brooke also feels it, maybe she’s also teetering on the bridge that Vanessa’s trying her best not to lose her footing on, and the thought gives Vanessa pause for a second, because maybe the risk is one they can manage, something they can work with...

No. No.

They can’t.

Not if it would lead to everything falling to pieces around them, not if it would mean no more training and no more Brooke in general. Because that’s how relationships always seem to end, don’t they?

As much as Vanessa has always wanted the romantic movie ending and a kiss in the rain, it hasn’t happened to her yet, much to her teenage self’s disappointment. There’s too much on the line to see if Brooke will be the one to veer her onto a different path and change the outcome.

So, Vanessa has to be happy with what she’s getting now, this friendship with Brooke and the coaching and accept it for all that it’s worth. Because Brooke’s important, maybe the most important person in Vanessa’s life and she has to take what she gets.

She’s lucky enough to have it in the first place, after all.

[burnedbyshoto]

anon: The artist @franeridart answers all of their asks in one mass post with a read more link so maybe you could try that as well. That way you could answer everyones ask but not spam anyones dash with all of your replys

you genius anon, and you genius artist! I just feel like as of late I have been getting a lot more things in my askbox, and I dont want to overwhelm anyone with spam. so, I will be creating these! unless it’s for y’all thirsty hoes asking for extra parts or whatever from very recent posts, expect this to happen every so often! the rest will be below cut. also first time using photoshop? how’d I do yall??? and also like.... let me know if you like this idea??? if not i’ll just resort to spam :)

@your-parental-figure : IK BUT DETECTIVE GUY CONSIDERED BOTH TOKOYAMI AND KIRI TO BE ALL MIGJTS SUCCESSOR DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH THAT MENT??? THAT MOMENT WATERED MY CROPS, CLEARED MY SKIN AND SOLVED WORLD HUNGER

oh season four episode one, you may have been a filler, but you made me so happy to watch. honestly ngl, I was pretty surprised when he said kiri, not because he has no potential, but because it seemed like the top 4 from the sports festival, bUT FUCK YEAH KIRI AND TOKOYAMI!!!!! IN A DIFFERENT WORLD IT COULDVE BEEN THEM!!!!!

anon: Makeup smut for villain Deku should be good. 100% tender, no chicken

honestly, my favorite thing at this point is seeing you all crumble in fear if i’ll even give you a happy ending, and tbh idk if it will be for villain!deku >:)

@ohmycolie: So it’s Saturday night and I’m just sitting at home 🤦🏼‍♀️ could you maybe do a scenario where Bakubaby and Kiri decide to bring Kami into their sexcapades and after their little adventure Kiri is like “can we keep him?” 🤤💕

hi bby, while I can imagine something of this sort I am only a “x reader” blog :( so while its good thirst, I won’t be writing anything about it, sorry :( ily tho!

@michealsheep: Honestly is shiggy ended me after an intense nut like that I’d just thank him

honestly, I want shiggy just to end me??? whatta way to go. death by fucking nut.

bigdickkiri: I don’t get ship wars. Why do people wanna be so mean? It’s so easy to not be a part of any a that.if everyone appropriately tagged their posts, blacklisted rags they don’t like and didn’t act bitchy then they wouldn’t be an issue. - bigdickkiri

neither do I honestly. they’re just people looking for drama at this point, and it’s like... come on... you’re 25... stop

bigdickkiri: What a fantastic evening to tell my favourite writers that I adore them and that they're amazing! Look after yourself and have a gorgeous day! ❤️💙❤️💙 - bigdickkiri

I’m literally the worst. but um, I adore you so much, and I think you’re amazing!!!!! its 2am rn, but I can’t sleep anyways

🍒💥anon: Girl, your blog is having a glo up!!! I love it!! So pretty 👌 How are you doing today? Are you taking care of yourself? *sending good vibes and virtual hugs your way* -🍒💥

teehee, thank you for noticing!!!!!! i’m not 100% happy with it rn, but I haven’t had the time to get it perfect!!! wait a few more weeks and when I have actual down time, im fixing it >:) also, I am doing well, a lot of caretaking today! I never take care of myseld! *accepts the good vibes and virtual hugs because I am touch starved*

anon: I'm part of the protect uraraka squad!!! ♡

me too boo! you wanna fight me on my mochi loving girl meet me on the corner of my fists and in your faCE!!!!! (is this considered cyberbullying?)

anon: WTF @ THAT ANGST I M SAD NOW

this was in regard to my fic “because of you” which I posted because I was in a crying mood. HAHAHAHAHA YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO FEEL SAD I WINNNNNNNN

@joyfullydawn: I just wanted to say you're heccin' amazing??? The fact you named that roommate one "And they were roommates" I just--yes. This is more than ok. This is excellent. Please keep being awesome aaaa

and they were roommates was the first series I had, and the thing I did in celebration for 100 followers.... jesus that feels so long ago and not in fact less than two months ago!!!!!!!!!!! maybe I should reblog my old works so you newer lovely followers can read them!!!!!

anon: would u ever do a part 2 to under the mistletoe with aizawa? its so sad and i just want them to be HAPPY

I am planning on doing it!!!!! it’s in my requests, so no worriesssss ;)

hermana anon: hermana that todo angst 🥺🥺you’re literally the best angst writer jdjdbd

okay but for real do I write actually good angst??? asking for a friend..... and HGAIGHJIAORGHUOG THAKN YOU FOR THAT COMPLIMENT!!!! PLEASE RECOMMEND ME ANGST FICS BECAUSE I LOVE CRYINGGGG

🍒✨ anon: this has literally nothing to do with anything that’s on your account right now but do you think that dabi sends shoto happy birthday messages? i like to think he does because even if he’s a villain, he still lowkey care about his siblings - 🍒✨

this was from a very long ass time ago, and im sorry I never responded to you sparkle cherry anon, but I definitely do believe that he sends birthday cards. with his baby bro’s increase in his fangirl club, he now is unafraid to send shouto a card. its always the only one that catches shouto’s attention when he goes through them because they’re weirdly personal. shouto, being a smart yet dense idiot, believes its someone in the class pranking him.

~ I won’t be posting these messages, but they were from awhile ago when I was hitting a rough patch with my insecurity as a writer and my ability to give my all to you. there are many of you, 19 messages in total, where you told me why you loved my writing. I never responded to them because they make me cry even now looking back at them. to each and every anon, I thank you for saying those kind words. to @saladsharkz, @thecryingsombra, @olivenight17, @shutupwylow, @expressyourstarstruckrebel, and @awkward-theaterkid thank you as well. there is another non anon, but they asked not to be revealed. thank you so sososo much.

~ I will not be posting these as well, because again, drama from awhile ago. but this was in regard to the anon who did not like the kinklist I had created for kinktober. while now I think I am doing a pretty damn good job, and no one has said otherwise, to the 2 anons, @connors-my-boy, and bigdickkiri, thank you for fighting an anon that was never your responsibility to take <3

@w0w-s0-3dgy: u make me uwu so much🥺❤️ I LOVE YOUR PAGE BABE I HOPE YOU’RE DOING WELL!

BBY I LOVE YOU AND I AM DOING WELL NOW!!!!! THANK YOU FOR LOVING MY PAGE LITERALLY WHERE WOULD I BE WITHOUT YOU?!?!??!!

anon: You followed me and idk if it was just to be nice or if you want to be friends or what hdhakanskenebdhsiq

im starting to follow back people that make me happy. it’s been awhile since ive been on a followspree, but I follow you back when i see kind messages from you, when I see that you’ve liked so many of my horrible posts, when you reblog my things with the most amazing tags. I follow you because I want to be your friend, you’re always welcomed to be my friend!!! hell you can literally be like “bitch listen to this” and never once having spoken to me I will respond with “give me the fucking chisme my queen”

anon: *gives u an encouraging and comforting yeehaw*

now.... now I can conquer the world, thank you

anon: Hi! I love the way you're writing things for kinktober, and I'd personally love if you could reblog what you're writing multiple times because I'm at uni most of the day so I miss out on a lot. Pd. I absolutely adore your writing! Please keep up ❤

I AM TRYING TO REBLOG MY STORIES NOW BUT OMGNGSOUHFIPA YOU LIKE HOW I WRITE?!?!?!??!?!?!

heathers anon: Its the anon who sent the Dabi heather au. I send it because i know your popular and a lot of popular blogs check your blogs. And I honestly struggle with other blogs because they ignored most of my asks.

teehee, I appreciate you thinking im a popular blog and that other popular blogs check mine, but thats not true!!! sorry for never responding back, but i’m sure they’re not meaning to ignore you on purpose. there’s just so much happening things get buried!

@sinnaminsvga : we're both alyssa so it's really interesting to see the nicknames u use bc i see you use lyssa and i got the nickname ari and i think that's pretty neat how we both have the same name but wildly different nicknames

it don’t matter, we be alyssa twinsies!!!!!!!!!!

anon: I was just going through your master list, cause I’m in a stunning mood and why not make a good mood better? and I saw bakugous “sickness and that word I can’t spell” got hella happy for a sec CAUSE YES THAT WAS SO ADORABLE AND I LOVED IT. Then I remembered the heart shattering angst that came with Todos side. So like. Ily but you a meanie.

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHHA WE LOVE SUFFERING!!!!!! I just... really have a thing for angst it seems... don’t tell my followers though, im in denial over it...

[survivor-guyana]

Rites of Passage

It is now time for the Rites of Passage. Use this time to reflect on your journey in this game as well as the people who left for you four to be where you are now. Please play the audio and enjoy your experience.

Dani: We didn’t talk much, but you didn’t deserve to go day 1.

Jess: The victim of exam season (I believe) and an unfortunate timezone. You fought until the end and I have so much respect for that.

Alyssa: Queen of menopause <3 You seemed like such a chaotic sweetie!!! Happy to have been in the same season as you! 

Dani: You were such a fun player even though we only got to play for a few days. Looking back, I realize you were SO ready to play and I’m happy I got to play with a fun girl like you! BUT DAMN DONT DO SO MUCH ON DAY 1 OK.

Jess: Oh my god. I think you attempted to play more game in the 4 or so days you were in the game than most people play all season. Your departure provided me with EASILY the highlight of my season (menopause) and for that I’m thankful. 

Dani: We were allies, but when we got swapped you went onto a tribe with 5 favorites. I really wish we got to work together more.

Jess: We’ve ran into each other from time to time but never truly got to play a group game together. I was pretty excited to see you in this game and was sad when you left. See you around!

Alyssa: We didn’t connect super well on our first tribe but I’m sorry you got a pre-merge boot! 

Chelsea: Like Nick, I did not get to talk to you that much so I am hoping that we get to play again sometime so that I can talk to you more. 

Dani: JENNNAAAA!! YOU WERE SO ROBBED. Girl I was SHOCKED when you left and so sad. You were so fun to be around and you stuck with us fans even though you were a favorite, which I totally respected. You did not deserve to go home the way you did!! I really wish I got to play more with your adorable self<3.

Jess: I never got to meet you but your departure really set the tone of this game so thank you!

Dani:

You are such a good player and I was totally threatened by that. I had to get you out regardless of how fun you were to play with. 

Jess: I kind of got the feeling you didn’t like me at times but the way you left was fucking iconic. Keep snatching those wigs on your way out the door!

Alyssa: NICK!!!! I’m so sorry I did you dirty!!! I knew you were going that round but didn’t say anything to further my own game… I’m so sorry ☹ You are so so so so SO real and I LOVE that. Hope life is treating you well buddy <3 Alexa, play “Have It All” by Jason Mraz

Chelsea: I know we were on the same tribe starting out but we never really talked too much. You seem like a nice person and I wish that maybe we got to talk more. I was pretty quiet at the start because I was intimidated by how little people I knew and I was trying to get a feel for everyone. 

Dani: You were the reason Jenna got out and also the reason I was almost voted out. I respect your game play, but phew am I glad you left. 

Jess: You have a buff so obviously you are a legend. I’m really sorry for giving you probably the most stressful experience during a competition, ever. If I wasn’t a complete dumbass we might have won? And could have been sitting in this final 4 SORRYYYYYY.

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Chelsea: The dog emoji did not leave when you did. 

Jess: The man, the myth, the mother fuckin’ LEGEND. You went inactive for days and somehow are still talked about to this day (ICONIC). 01010100 01101000 01100001 01101110 01101011 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101 00100000 01100110 01101111 01110010 00100000 01101110 01101111 01110100 00100000 01110000 01101100 01100001 01111001 01101001 01101110 01100111 00100000 01110100 01101000 01101001 01110011 00100000 01100111 01100001 01101101 01100101 00100000 01100010 01100101 01100011 01100001 01110101 01110011 01100101 00100000 01101001 01100110 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101 00100000 01100100 01101001 01100100 00100000 01001001 00100000 01001011 01001110 01001111 01010111 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101 00100000 01110111 01101111 01110101 01101100 01100100 00100000 01101000 01100001 01110110 01100101 00100000 01101011 01101001 01101100 01101100 01100101 01100100 00100000 01110101 01110011 00101110 (Dog)

Alyssa: So I found out after you were voted out that this was your first ORG ever???? Congratulations on making jury! I’m so happy for you! Hope you’re enjoying all this tea everyone is spilling as they come in. Jury can be SO fun when there’s a bunch of secrets in the game and now I K N O W there were a TON! See you at FTC! Alexa, play “Legend” by Twenty One Pilots

Chelsea: Once we merged and I got a chance to talk to you, you seemed cool but then you got really pushy about who I was voting for on the originally JD vote. I told you that I was in the middle of a serious challenge for another game and you wouldn’t stop messaging me lmfao. That pushiness does not work well with me so ngl, I was kinda glad that you went home. 

Dani: MY MAN, MY CHICKEN MAN, MY ROBBED MAN, WHY DID YOU HAVE TO GO?! You did not deserve to go out the way you did. You were truly someone I was loyal to throughout the entire game and I hated seeing you go. I am astonished at how hard you try at this game and I absolutely loved meeting you.

Jess: For your first org (I think) you were pretty impressive. You were easily one of the biggest strategic threats in this game and I strongly believe if people didn’t catch on to that so quick you would have given me a run for my money. I wish we could have spent some more time pre-merge because I think we could have been a force to be reckoned with in this game. (We could have called ourselves The Timbits or the Doubles Doubles).

Alyssa: Sammy… king of editing… I’m so sorry you got done dirty like you did. Devon really is the king of throwing people under the bus, huh??? Can’t wait to talk to you at FTC <3 Alexa, play “7 rings” by Ariana Grande

Chelsea: Sammy: I am so sorry that you got voted out when you did. I was hoping that we could stick together but that fell short because of LIES. ily and I hope we play together soon. <3 PS thank you for editing the music video, I still watch it to this day.

Dani: You were so funny in the main chat, but for some reason we couldn’t hold a conversation. I loved your music video. You tried getting me out and that was when you got out. Idkkk you’re a cool dude, but a pretty bad liar. 

Jess: The man with the editing skills like no other. Honestly, most of the time I just thought you were way toooooo cool for me. For some reason we both sketched each other out like no other and that wrecked any potential we had

Alyssa: Hi Tim! I’m so sad we didn’t really click in this game ☹ You are such an absolute king and you stanned me so hard and I absolutely adored that??? I just didn’t feel like I had a chance at being your #1 this game and so I has to vote you out. Hope life has been treating you well <3 Alexa, play

Chelsea: You were very nice to me in the short time that we worked together and you were the one to warn me about Aidan and Devon (even though I didn’t really listen) and I appreciate you for it. I wish that you had made it farther in the game then some of the sneaks who did, but I respect you and want to play with you again! 

Dani: We didn’t talk much, but you gave me really good advice when I was going through a hard time so thank you for that <3

Jess: Honestly you were probably one of the NICEST people I’ve ever met playing a game. For some reason the stars just never aligned and we just couldn’t be on the same side. I truly hope everything is well with you and everything is looking up!

Alyssa: JD…. I’m so sorry about the unanimous round. I was not down for playing chicken with everyone and we knew the only person we could get our divided tribe to vote out unanimously was you. I’m so sorry your time here was cut short and that we didn’t get to know each other better. You are an absolutely drop dead gorgeous QUEEN and I am so happy I met you. Alexa, play “Brave Honest Beautiful” by Fifth Harmony ft. Meghan Trainor

Chelsea: We had one conversation privately and it was when your name was going around but Mitchell was actually going home. I felt bad and reached out to you because I knew that it was going around that I was voting you, but I didn’t! I kinda got the vibe that you were annoyed with me from the message that I sent you, so I never really reached out again. I just wanted you to know that I never had any intention on voting you that one round and I’m sorry for the miscommunication. 

Dani: You were extremely fun to play with even though it got a little crazy towards the end!

Jess: My Canadian sister! You were honestly probably one of the people I was MOST excited to meet while watching intro videos (ask Johnny!). I wish we could have talked more in this game and I really wish I didn’t unintentionally sketch you out. I hope our paths cross somehow in the future and we can show these people what Canadian girls are all about! (Or as some maybe say “a-boat”).

Alyssa: Maynor, I was so disappointed when I heard you were telling people about our conversations before you were voted out… I really think if that didn’t happen, it could’ve easily been me, you, Guac, and Jess at F4. You know I love you to DEATH and I’m sorry you had to die for us to kill TJ’s idol. PS we need to do tequilla shots together at FTC or you’re fake!! Alexa, play “Don’t Threaten Me With a Good Time” by Panic! at the Disco

Chelsea: Maynor: You are a very likeble person and seemed to get along with me just fine. We always agreed on votes for the most part but we only really talked when it came down to votes. I know we tried having normal conversations but we were both busy with our own lives. I appreciate your effort in always reaching out to me even if our conversations were short. Let’s play another game soon!

Dani: We went through a lot together and I lost trust in you after you voted for Jenna in the beginning. It was great playing with you and I literally LOVED talking to you. You were sooo funny and a great drinking buddy!

Jess: Honestly, a lot of people might argue that Alyssa was my favourite person this season but it was you (sorry Alyssa). Our late-night drunk chats and your drinking CUPS of tequila were easily some of my favourite moments in this game. On the fans tribe you were one of two people I really got along with. For some reason towards the end we lost trust with each other and I think that killed us in the end. I hated the way your vote went down and I really regret not trying to send you a life vest when you needed my help. I just couldn’t shake off the fact that I believed you would always pick Jones over me </3. I’m sorry.

Alyssa: TJ… I’m sorry this game played out the way it did. I really did think on our first tribe that our gameplay styles would work SO well together and was genuinely excited to see you again at merge. But when Jess started telling me how much you were buying into these ideas of me being in all different alliances, I knew that even though you said I was one of the people you trusted  the most, that couldn’t be true. And I couldn’t say the same for you either when I had formed other strong connections after our time together and before merge. You refused to go out quietly by making us all shit ourselves when you were wearing that hat at tribal and I respect the SHIT out of you. Alexa, play “Kool Aid” by Katelyn Tarver

Chelsea: I enjoyed playing with you but I’m a little bit upset that you made that group chat without me in it lmfao. I hope we get to play again one day and that I get to be included in your vote chats ;) I feel like together we are one good player with your smarts and my social game. 

Dani: You worked so hard in this game and I really enjoyed talking to you.I respect your game play hard and I wish you could have gone further. 

Jess: Ugh another killer vote-off. You already know how much I love and respect you in these games. You’ve easily become one of my best friends on these various platforms we play games on. I know there were soooooo many people hoping we would play another classic TJ/Jess game and were heartbroken when I had to turn on you. If there’s anyone here who I KNOW can respect gameplay it’s you. I just couldn’t save you once you sank your ship by over-playing your hand. Doing that would have put me in so much trouble with too many people and that wasn’t a risk I was willing to take. I’m really sorry. One of my biggest regrets in this game was not being straight up with you about your send-off. I’m sorry life got rough for you during this game and I hope you know my door is always open when you need someone to talk to or distract you. Soooo many things killed us in this game and I think everyone in this game is lucky it did or else we would BOTH be sitting in the final 4 right now. PS: Some would say the student became the master this game. Hope there are no hard feelings on your end!

Alyssa: Aidan, I’m still hella fucking pissed off at your last comment at me lol Commenting on peoples’ appearances stick with them a long time! Not cute! Anyway, you’re a legend who says whatever he wants 100% of the time with no filter, and you made this season really fun. @ Johnny: “It wasn’t unanimous, you dumbass.” I’m sad I didn’t get to talk to you more! I think in another game setting we could’ve done WERK together. But I guess since I had a huge target on my back it wasn’t worth getting super close to me in this game. Alexa, play “Say It to My Face” by Madison Beer

Chelsea: You have a pretty strong social game but it got you in trouble when you were voted out. I thought that by having you as an ally would benefit me because of both of our social games, but the difference between you and me is that I don’t twist things or lie to people. I caught onto that pretty fast when I talked with other people and we compared conversations. Anyway, I had fun playing with you but I don’t know how closely I would work with you in the future. ;p

Dani: AIDAN THERE IS SO MUCH I COULD SAY RIGHT NOW BUT I’D PROBABLY START CRYING BECAUSE I’M AN EMOTIONAL BITCH. You were so ROBBED. We made a friendship that I feel like will last beyond the game and I hope we meet up one day. When you got voted out I was in absolute shock and wanted to cry. THANK YOU FOR BEING YOU AND PLEASE DONT EVER CHANGE. <3 

Jess: Your one-liners, drags, and comebacks are like no-other. Honestly you fucking amazed me. However, you were probably the person I was MOST afraid of in this game. Your were hands down the BIGGEST threat to win and for some reason I still wanted to work with you (which just shows how fucking good you are at these games). On the fans tribe you were my #1 and someone I wanted to go FAR with in this game and I genuinely meant that. However, so many things fucked us over in this game. I think our biggest issues were a mixture of paranoia, my relationship with Alyssa, and us not trusting each other enough to truly cross reference the shit we were being fed. I’m truly sorry you had to be blindsided. You were easily in the most powerful position in this game with your advantage and I hope you can respect the move that was made against you. I know you are pissed at me and rightfully so but just know that it was nothing personal. - Your favourite Social Climbing Canadian Cunt.

Alyssa: Guac… I’m really happy because I kind of gave you an ROP before you were voted out? Telling you before tribal was one of the best things I’ve ever done. I wouldn’t have been able to live with myself if I were complicit in an unnecessary blindside against you. I love you so much and the real tragedy of this game is that we never got to be the iconic pre-made F2 that we could’ve been. I missed you IMMEDIATELY after you were voted out. You brought so much love and positivity in this game and I am so happy that we got to go through this experience together. I 100% deserved your attempt to get me voted out. There’s only so many times you can leave someone you call your ally in the dark. Love you long time <3 Alexa, play “The Hype” by Twenty One Pilots.

Chelsea: You are super sweet and if I hadn’t had a group that I was working with closely, I probably would have worked with you even more than I did in the game. I hope that you understand why I had to flip back to my original group on your vote and that we can play again one day! 

Dani: You’re super cute and funny. Rate: 11/10 

Jess: Oh Jones. I’m pretty sure at this point you just want to scream “GO BACK TO PARTY CITY, WHERE YOU BELONG!” at me and I’d deserve it. I know we already had our talks about what went wrong with us during the game but I once again want to apologize for at any point making you feel like crap. Me, you, and Alyssa were the iconic trio this game deserved to have but our loyalties just never were with the same people. I didn’t think you had the fight in you to do some of the things you did in this game and you proved how much of a boss ass bitch you were. I respect the shit out of you. I HOPE you still want to talk to me outside of this game because I honestly think we could be amazing friends! <3

Alyssa: Oh Devon, how you disappointed me… I told you I don’t shoot my gun unless you cock yours! And you were getting ready to shoot! Despite the fact that us four ladies see you as the ex-boyfriend who we found out had three other girlfriends, I loved playing this game with you! You were truly iconic and the reason why we HAD to get you out is because you had a M A J O R chance of beating us at the end of this game. Stop sending the dog emoji and we can still be friends after this <3 Alexa, play “Loyal to Me” by Nina Nesbitt

Chelsea: ………Hi Final 3 partner!! Oh wait, you wanted final 3 with Jess. OH WAIT, no you def wanted final 3 with me because Jess and Alyssa NEEDED to be broken up. OH WAIT, wrong again!! You wanted final 3 with ANYONE who would get you there by being a total SNAKE. Devon, I commend you on your tricks to get yourself far in the game, but I am so pissed that you made it this far by playing the way that you did. I have prided myself on not being a sneaky player and always being pretty honest with the people I work with. I feel dirty that I stayed close with you and allowed you to have some control on who I voted and how I felt about certain players in the game. You pulled me and Sammy aside early on to spread lies about Jess and Alyssa so that Sammy and I would say that we want them out, and then you went to Jess and told her that Sammy hated her. All were lies but you caused a lot of drama that was right under our noses.  All of this was on call so that there is no paper trail and I am SO HAPPY that us ladies outlasted you. Karma is a biotch! I should have known that you weren't just "working" with me when you said you were gonna "lay low" about the Aidan vote. You are probably really nice as a person outside of these games, but I honestly don't think I could ever trust you in a game again. The fact that you so easily made your way through the game at the cost of others makes me think that you have done this plenty of times before. Sorry, I don't feel bad that you got voted out; you deserved it. Slkdjflksdjflksdjflkfjl <3 I have cooled down, so with all that being said, I can’t be TOO pissed off because you played a game that got you close to the end. You outplayed and outwitted so many people and I have to respect (even though I disagree with) the way that you played your game. 

Dani: I really thought on day one that you were going to be loyal and stay loyal. You showed time and time again that that was not the case. Aside from everything that happened in the game, I really think we formed a friendship that’ll last beyond the game. 

Jess: Devon, Devon, Devon where do I begin?! (Dog) I really hope you take the time to read this even though I know you are really upset with me. You were my ride-or-die since our Hosororo days. We didn’t have the best relationship on the fans tribe so I was extremely hesitant to work with you but found a way into my ice-cold Canadian heart. You made me feel like I was your number one in this game and I truly believed it….. until about a week ago. If you were to ask someone who they felt most comfortable with in this game.. 9/10 people would have said: Devon. It didn’t matter if they were a fan or a favourite….. which made you arguably the MOST dangerous person in this game. What you may not know is: I actually did have that super-idol that first tribal (could only be used once.. THANKS FAVOURITES <3) and I highly considered taking you out during first tribal. From Day 1 I knew you were going to be a force to be reckoned with in this game. Your elimination was the MOST stressful for me in this game and the most rewarding at the same time. I felt like such an asshole lying to you all day about using my idol on you even though I knew that you were saying the same things to me that you were saying to everyone else. You pinned everyone against each other and magically stayed safe for sooooo many rounds (I’m JEALOUS). You played the game I think EVERYONE wanted to play. You let me and Alyssa take the heat while making our targets bigger at the same time, you pinned “alliances” against each other, and you thought you made final 3 deals with EVERYONE LEFT IN THE FINAL 5. You came in guns blazing and I respect that so much. You were probably the best player all season and I enjoyed getting to know you! Hopefully there are no hard feelings <3

Alyssa: Queen Chelsea, Thank you for being an ever-present fun person through this game. You're not a cardboard box to me <3 Alexa, play "thank u, next" by Ariana Grande

Dani: We didn't talk much, but you're really pretty.

Jess: Chelsea Chelsea Chelsea. One of my biggest regrets in this game was not getting to know you sooner. I hope you know that you are SO MUCH MORE THAN A FUCKING CARDBOARD BOX because you are a fucking queen. I hope we can get to know each other outside of this game because i'm pretty sure we have A LOT IN COMMON <3

[singaroundelay]

Because it’s christmas...

And you always tell the truth at Christmas... (eve or something. whatevs.)

Basically, I just wanted to natter on and get sappy at some of you guys in particular on this site. I haven’t let myself get involved in a fandom for a long time so really to everyone even if I DIDN'T tag you -- thank you for welcoming me with such open arms. It means the world to me, more than I could possibly say. <3

And a few specific shoutouts (in no particular order):

@lessracquetball : One third of my TKF on tumblr. What more can I say than you’re an amazing friend and brilliant artist. You always know how to cheer me up when I’m having a shit day and ILY to itty bitty pieces. (And stop shrugging at me. I mean the things I say, missy.)

@numberoneprettyboy : the second third of my TKF and also the Anatoly to my Florence. That’s it. Just making the reference somewhere else not smule and I’m always so happy whenever we get to chat and do duets together and be INSANELY petty about certain things... ILYSM.

@ohjeez-louise : the last third of my TKF. All three of you, really, plus those who AREN”T on here I’m so glad you joined that open call of mine this summer. I haven’t checked my phone so much in years... or played around so much on SC in ages. Thank you for being so damn supportive and being generally fantastic.

@short--insomniacs : from one long PM back and forth about the realities of HIV... to the friendship we’ve formed, I cannot express how much I adore you. Thank you for being there, for just being awesome -- and for being a shoulder when I’ve needed it and someone I can flail and headcanon at. ILYSM and just... thank you for so much more from the bottom of my heart.

@poledancingghostson : It’s always hard for me to reach out to people first, and I’m SO glad I did with you. It’s great when you find someone with similar insecurities because while you can’t always take your own advice, it often is better coming from someone else. ILYSM.

@faiyx : We’ve only chatted back and forth a few times -- but shoutout for your friggin amazing art and for that stunning piece you did from one of my fics. And VERY much hoping we can get that super-sekrit project to work out in the new year. <3

@fizzingwhizzers : Another person I’m SO glad I reached out to (though it was scary!) -- you’re fab and I love seeing you pop up in my notifs. Here’s to more chatting!!

@the-ancient-dino : Scaredy-cat introverts unite! I very much hope we can get to know each other better in the new year. <3

And to @andrewrannellsdeservesatony @chicken-vindaloo @petty-petty-petty-petty @morbid-and-dissatisfied @whizzersingsfortissimo @validemail @whizzerbrownies @dragonsareawesome123 @trash-queen-jynx @queermistermarvin @ultracrepidarianchild @screw-the-applebaums @passionatelylovers -- just to name a few. It’s hard not tagging literally EVERYONE who follows me, I LOVE whenever I see you guys pop up on my dash or in my notifs or seeing your little icons in my sidebar from PMs we’ve sent.

Literally, I had to stop myself from tagging everyone -- and this is probably way too long as it is so gold stars if you made it this far. So suffice to say, I hope EVERYONE reading this has a wonderful holiday (no matter WHAT you celebrate) and thank you so much for comments and kudos and reblogs and likes on my fics and anything I’ve posted. It’s been so scary starting in a new fandom and you all make it so worthwhile. There’s a ton more fic coming from me in the new year and I truly hope to get to know all of you better. My inboxes are always open even if I’m usually scared to reach out to people first!! <3

[taakitz]

tagged by: @sandparade (i'm loving the possum icon)

Rules: answer thirty questions, then tag twenty blogs you would like to know better

1. Nicknames: percy, perc, tha boi percival, and then these are more person-specific (i.e. only one specific person calls me each of these) but: "my bread", gummy, parg, pargaret

2. Gender: genderfluid boy (he/they pronouns)

3. Star sign: gemini

4. Height: 5′0

5. Current time: 9:05 pm est

6. Birthday: may 30th

7. Favorite bands: the wombats, los campesinos!, and the hoosiers. and more recently, walk the moon

8. Favorite solo artists: kimya dawson n amanda palmer

9. Song stuck in my head: isabel by the wombats

10. Last movie watched: UHHHH well i watched like 18 minutes of i am legend w/ dave until my wifi fucked off earlier this week (?) so, uh, that, probably

11. Last show watched: OH MY GOD dave made me watch the first episode of death note with him recently, and it made me SO MAD, light is a DUMBASS!!!!!!

12. When did I create my blog: i believe it was 2012 or 2013, one of the two!!! a longgg time ago

13. What do I post: fandom shit and memeries

14. Last thing I googled: isabel lyrics the wombats (i forgot if isabel was the song's actual name or if it was just a prominent part of the lyrics????? it's totally the song's name)

15. Do you have other blogs: Yeah, Yeah I Do

17. url meaning: taako x kravitz 5ever

18. Following: 2,269. haha 69 but also holy shit that's a lot

19. Followers: 1,136 :,O ily all

20. Favourite colours: ALL SHADES OF PURPLE. EVERY SINGLE ONE. pink is cool too, all pinks. i also like pastels a whole lot but not really baby pastels yknow, like Bright Pastels. does that make sense???? deep navy blue is nice. the color of the blue heart emoji is quite a pleasant color

21. Average hours of sleep: on a school night, 5-7ish? on the weekends uhhh closer to 8-10. thursday nights are anomalies

22. Lucky number: 24!!!! all multiples of six are Good Numbers tho. but 24 for Sure

23. Instruments: i played the bells (xylophone/glockenspiel) in 4th grade. i really like the way that violins sound. what does this mean

24. What am I wearing: undies, grey sweatpants, black hoodie, dark grey t-shirt with the playstation logo on it, no socks

25. How many blankets I sleep with: one comforter but it's not very soft so also one fuzzy blanket. i keep the fan on at night

26. Dream job: tbh? voice actor or youtuber. i do NOT require the skills for EITHER OF THOSE like i have Never done Any Acting in my Entire Life but....... you did say Dream Job???

27. Dream trip: uh. visiting internet friend(s), wherever they may be

28. Favorite food: chicken bacon ranch melt with provolone cheese on italian bread from subway. ALSO more recently honey and oats granola bars, as those are heaven sent

29. Nationality: american as fuck

30. Favorite song now: like a staring contest by the future kings of nowhere (IT IS A PERCI.LDAN SONG THROUGH AND THROUGH. THANKS I HATE IT)

I tag: humsss. anyone who reads this!!!! and also dave @shorthalt luv u boo

[custompotato]

(My first one! Ahhh! Im So excited!) Thank you, @lovelylangst, for tagging me!

Rules: Write 92 truths about yourself then tag 25 people (I dont have 25 people But imma try anyway!!!)

Long ass post.

LAST… [1] drink: Coffee [2] phone call:My mom [3] text message: Sent? My mom. Received?  One of my WoW friends (whom i love) [4] song you listened to: She Keeps Me Up, by Nickleback. [5] time you cried: Last night.

HAVE YOU EVER… [6] dated someone twice: I dont think so.  [7] been cheated on: Probably tbh [8] kissed someone and regretted it: Nope. [9] lost someone special: Do... Do pets count?  [10] been depressed: Yes, but I’m getting a lot of help from the fambam  [11] gotten drunk and thrown up: Nope!! Dont drink too much, and I cant remember the last time I threw up involuntarily.

LIST 3 FAVOURITE COLORS: [12] Dark Blue [13] Orange  [14] Red

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU… [15] made new friends: Yup! And I’m so, so happy! I love them! [16] fallen out of love: I can’t say I’ve ever romantically *loved* someone, just kinda liked them, and that’s still going strong so. [17] laughed until you cried: ...We do not mention that night. [18] found out someone was talking about you: In what way? Like. meanly? Nicely? I dont think anyone would tbh I kinda suck [19] met someone who changed you: Read: The Fambam.  [20] found out who your true friends are: Uhhhh. Nothing like... Super cataclysmic clued me in?  [21] kissed someone on your facebook list: ... I dont think so? My memory of time is pretty shit tbh.

GENERAL… [22] how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: All but like. 4. [23] do you have any pets: 54: 3 dogs, 8 cats, 3 goats(babies incoming), 12 ducks, 24 chickens, 2 pigs, 1 snake, 1 goose [24] do you want to change your name: Not to anything specific?? I just like using alias [25] what did you do for your last birthday: Do people celebrate those? ;;;; haha... ha. Im a lonely, old gremlin. [26] what time did you wake up: 6:53 [27] what were you doing at midnight last night: Sleeping. [28] name something you cannot wait for: S3 of Voltron, more wonderful angst of any of my favorite characters, happiness without worry, being 18 so i can do shit, retirement, bedtime. [29] when was the last time you saw your mother: 3 seconds ago when I looked over to make sure she didnt know I was on Tumblr. [30] what is one thing you wish you could change about your life: My insecurites and general disgust and hatred for life. [31] what are you listening to right now: One of the freaking chickens laying eggs outside. And the pig playing with her food toy.  [32] have you ever talked to a person named tom: ... Prob, tbh, but I dont know their names. Only their groceries. [33] something that is getting on your nerves: My family [34] most visited website: Tumblr/Ao3 [35] elementary: Coal Creek [36] high school: (i dont understand the context.) What year im in? last. One i go to? Connections Academy. Favorite year? Junior [37] college: I do intend on going? To Aims [38] hair color: Natural? Brown. Current? Brown with the underside a dark red(really pretty red) [39] long or short hair: Long <3  [40] do you have a crush on someone: No comment... *sweatdrops* [41] what do you like about yourself: Uh... Um... I am the reincarnation of Happy Bunny, as said by my coworker. [42] piercings: A helix. I want my tongue done though [43]blood type: Hell if i know. Red. Prob... kinda salty-sweet, for you vamps out there. I dont taste good but youre welcome to try.  [44] nickname: Carrie/Path [45] relationship status: Single. [46] zodiac sign: Virgo.  [47] pronouns:She/her [48] fav tv show: Too many to list, but current is Voltron [49] tattoos: I wanna get one. Several, really. [50] right or left hand: Right

FIRST… [51] surgery: Idk, maybe? Prob not though.  [52] piercing: Ears [53] best friend: Irl? Ruby/Bo. Online? the Fambam in its entirety. [54] sport: To do? Ick. To watch? Basketball, i guess Favorites to watch/read about: tennis, basketball [55] vacation: Vegas, 7th Grade [56] pair of trainers: Those are shoes right?

RIGHT NOW… [57] eating: Nothing! [58] drinking: Nothing! [59] i’m about to: Finish this up, read some langst, and go to work! [60] listening to: Nothing, rn  [61] waiting for: Happiness. And my later doom. Screw work. [62] want: Happiness. And a nap.  [63] get married: Only for tax benefits [64] career: Divorce Lawyer! (dreams of little girls, right?)

WHICH IS BETTER… [65] hugs or kisses: both. Fight me.  [66] lips or eyes: Eyes, because they dont mock me verbally. Also i can actually draw them so. [67] shorter or taller: I like tall people. I wish I were short.  [68] older or younger: Should I care??? As long as I’m not breaking laws, well. [70] nice arms or nice stomach: Stomach. And arms. Crush me against your nice stomach with your nice arms. [71] sensitive or loud: I am loud to cover up my sensitivity [72] hook up or relationship: ... depends tbh. If i were more confident in my body i would totally lean to hook up though. But also, cuddles are nice? I want cuddles. [73] troublemaker or hesitant: Hesitant. I am the most timid potato.

HAVE YOU EVER… [74] kissed a stranger? Nope! [75] drank hard liquor? Yup! [76] lost glasses/contact lenses? Dont remind me. [77] turned someone down: Yup! [78] sex on first date? Haha. Me? Sex? (im not confident enough for sex. also. No dates) [79] broken someone’s heart? ....If i think really hard and ignore the part of me saying noone could love me like that, I actually... Have? Several times? FML IM SORRY SIT!  [80] had your own heart broken? You cant break what I have already crushed! Haha! [81] been arrested? Almost, but not really.  [82] cried when someone died? Do pets/videogame characters count?? [83] fallen for a friend? ... No comment. (looks away shiftily)

DO YOU BELIEVE IN… [84] yourself? I thought we established the extreme no-ness of this? [85] miracles? Why should I? They’ll never benefit me. [86] love at first sight? Lust, yes. Love? Doesnt exist. [87] Santa Claus? No. [88] kiss on the first date? Who is the date with?  [89] angels? Nope!

OTHER… [90] current best friend’s name: Ruby/Bo/Ro/Entirety of Fambam [91] eye color: Brown [92] favorite movie: uhh... Kung Fu Panda 2 I guess.

Tagged peoples:

@moriatake @hubbletuff @redmullets @strifingkind @ghost-toaster @vivelavoltron @rubatosisopossum @kaxpha (you dont know me but I love you) @appsa @baked-mashed-potato @daddyshiro @aquabutterfly @demiquaver @lance-lance-revolution hnnnn how many more to go idont want to just tag random people ahh plz dont hate me, @bext-k because. youre like a queen. we need to know things. @lolygothica bc youre pretty much the reason i have tumblr thank you for all your fake fb posts and texts ilysm, @moroseconcept @prince-lance-of-altea cant wait for the Secret Circle au, ily for that, @sniperlance bc im running out of people and ily too even if we never talked before, @the-blue-artemis at this point half the people here i know from their langst. pretty sure im doing this wrong is it supposed to be just mutuals?!?! okay im done its not 25 people but i cant.. figure out... who else. (Please dont hate me T-T)