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ah fuck. please tell me i didn't accidentally leave my bag of hygienic products at my mother's place....
#I really don't wanna even be awake right now or move out of this bed before I have to go to work#I swear to god if I have to go rescue my toiletries and carry them across the city and up to the apartment before work#the first annoying customer will die at this concert#they were in a big white reusable bag. that I suddenly cannot remember if I saw it get moved in last night or not#ruby rambles
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NRC listening to Mitski
I didn't mean for it to be this long and I apologize
Riddle:
• didn't like her at first. said she was overrated. a decision that would later bite him in the ass
• after a particularly rough day, he was sitting on his bed around midnight listening to a random spotify playlist trying not to cry
• i want you came on and he just fucking broke lmao
• trey had to knock on his door like 🗿 "you good???"
• now listens to her regularly
• avoids i want you at all costs because it reminds him of that night and he gets embarrassed smh 🙄
Trey:
• this man bakes
• this man wears glasses and a silly little hat
• this man probably has stinky feet
• he listens to whatever the fuck christian moms listen to
• anyways i'm done shitting on trey
• i don't see him enjoying mitski on an emotional level. probably just likes the beat of the songs. does a little dance in the kitchen listening to the only heartbreaker while stirring cake batter 😒
• he just doesn't fucking get it
Cater:
• probably only knows her from tiktok lmaooo
• "mitski? oh, you mean that washing machine girl?"
• what the fuck
• got in a fight in the tiktok comment section about being a fake fan
• proceeded to listen to all of her albums out of spite
Ace:
• pretends he doesn't listen to her but in reality she's 90% of his spotify wrapped
• he won't admit it
• it was a secret until deuce walked in on him dancing to should've been me 💀
Deuce:
• the first song he heard was old friend
• couldn't relate to trying to reconnect with an ex but he heard the pain in her voice and was like "this is emotion!!"
• bro ✨bonds✨ with ace over mitski (they're dating they're just idiots and don't realize it)
• except deuce is the one that cares about the deep lyrics and stories behind them
• favorite song is my body's made of crushed little stars
Leona:
• he likes some of her songs but doesn't know it's her specifically???
• like just "oh i know that song" and that's it
• doesn't pay attention to the lyrics and just falls asleep to the quieter ones
• but once he did pay attention to the lyrics he was like "oh..."
• ma'am what did you mean by "i always wanted to die clean and pretty but i'd be too busy on working days"
Ruggie:
• yes
• definitely
• absolutely
• the lyrics. the stories. the delivery. the instruments.
• he loves it all
• working for the knife is about being trapped in the cruel music industry. though ruggie is absolutely not in the music industry, he can relate to being stuck in a cruel world that's working him to death
Jack:
• probably doesn't listen to music at all
• not even when he's working out
• can he even wear headphones or earbuds??? with those ears???? would the headphones be uncomfy and squish the soft ear tissue??? would the earbuds fall in and get lost in the floof???
• either way, mitski isn't going in there 😭
Azul:
• isn't azul's whole thing literally "retired from sad, new career in business"???
• knows all her songs and goes to all her concerts
• screams with her at the end of drunk walk home
• cries like a fucking baby during the loud part of carry me out
• bro keep it up and you're gonna overblot again 😐
• plays mitski on the speakers in the mostro lounge
• people are getting tired of it
• he's losing customers
• jade might quit
Jade:
• actually started to hate her because of how often azul played her songs 💀
• "if i have to hear nobody one more time i'm leaving"
• no jade doesn't give a shit if the songs are good. no jade doesn't give a shit if the lyrics have a deeper meaning. he's sick and tired of it
• maybe if azul didn't have mitski on repeat at the lounge jade would've had a more positive opinion on her 🙄
Floyd:
• floyd does not need the rollercoaster of emotions that come with mitski
• he's already unstable enough as it is 💀
• good thing he doesn't pay attention to the lounge speakers
• pretends he likes her to annoy jade but in reality he has never actually paid attention to a single song
Kalim:
• loves her
• has met her at one of her concerts
• she's so sweet too!!
• his favorite album is laurel hell mostly because a majority of the songs are danceable 💀
• insists on trying to play her songs during the music club meetings
• some of the songs are sexual??
• "oh good for her"
• smh
Jamil:
• only knows her because he went to the concert with kalim
• otherwise he wouldn't know mitski even existed 💀
• but he does like her
• has his own choreography for geyser
• he loves that mitski's choreography is pretty meaningful in and if itself
• he doesn't really have the time to sit down and read the lyrics
• so he'd be listening to her while cooking or something and he'd be caught off guard by some of the lyrics 😭
• "so he laid me down and i felt happy come inside of me" huh???
Epel:
• i feel like he'd be more into like mcr, evanescence, ptv, etc
• either that or country music 💀
• he doesn't listen to mitski
• can you imagine epel sitting in a tractor
• "chugabeer chugabeer chugabeer hopped in my truck and i hit a deer"
• poor epel
Rook:
• listen
• this man writes poetry
• of course he could appreciate the beauty of mitski
• analyzes everything
• "this verse states, 'my body's made of crushed little stars and I'm not doing anything.' this refers to the scientific belief that almost every element in the human body was once stardust, and mitski feels useless because she thinks her existence means nothing if she isn't living up to the expectations of the stars."
• bro calm down
• probably has notebooks filled with his favorite lyrics
Vil:
• heard neige listening to mitski and swore to never listen to her out of spite
• unfortunately that cannot happen with rook adding her to vil's spotify playlists
• how the fuck did rook get into vil's account 🤨
• didn't even realize it was mitski until it was too late
• he was live doing whatever the fuck beauty influencers do when they're live. spotify was on in the background. mitski came on.
• the comments went wild
• "vil likes mitski vil likes mitski vil likes mitski"
• vil is confused because he didn't add mitski to his playlist???
• tried to explain himself but no one listened
• someone was screen recording it
• neige texted him like "i didn't know you liked mitski"
• "but if i gave up on being pretty i wouldn't know how to be alive; i should mive to a brand new city and teach myself how to die"
• he feels called out
Idia:
• exclusively listens to anime openings and vocaloid
Ortho:
• he was watching cocomelon on youtube and autoplay was on
• it was a lyric video for crack baby
• idia should be lucky it wasn't cupcakke or something why the hell isn't kids mode on
• at least ortho was watching cocomelon so the recommended videos weren't too wild
• anyways 🙄
• ortho doesn't really listen to mitski but he can appreciate that she's doing her own thing and making meaningful songs that a lot of people can connect to
Malleus:
• do me ti why not me 😔💔
• in shame, the "(gasp) ooooooooooh" as the violins build up sends chills down his spine
• in pearl diver, the very last chorus at the end of the song also gives him chills
• "dive dive doooooooowwwwwwwwnnn hohohooooohohohooooooooooh ahhhahahahooooooooohhhwhwhhoooooooo"
• yeah that
• he feels the loneliness in her songs and it doesn't make him feel like there's someone out there who understands him, it just makes him feel even more lonely 💀
Lilia:
• this man's music taste is everywhere
• his spotify has to the grave (a heavy metal band that i've never seen anyone else listen to irl) right next to taylor swift
• he probably has mitski somewhere but she's not very high on his playlist
Silver:
• "i've been trying to lay my head down but i'm writing this at three a.m." 🙄
• he tries to listen to her because kalim likes her but he ends up falling asleep
• can somebody take him to the doctor because he's either cursed or he's narcoleptic
Sebek:
• if waka-sama likes mitski then so does sebek. fucking stalker.
Crowley:
• nah
• i really don't see him listening to and/or appreciating mitski
• why would he 💀
• he probably listens to that funky pop shit that comes on the radio
• his favorite song is probably barbie girl goddamn 🤭
Crewel:
• you know what
• yeah i think he does
• he's probably sewed a dress for her
• he made sure it was extra flowy and moved gracefully when she danced
• mailed it to her and was ecstatic when she wore it aww
Trein:
• you cannot tell me he, as a professor, doesn't like mitski.
• he reads the lyrics and has fun analyzing them. fucking teacher.
• her: "you told me once you were happy to have me but I never gave me away"
• trein: *taking notes*
• probably plays her at very low volume during class 💀
Sam:
• his friends on the other side managed to get a ticket for a random show that was in town
• of course he went because how many shows come to sage island
• that place is like the point nemo of twisted wonderland
• it happened to be mitski
• he loved it
• he loved how loving her fans were, even if some of the crowd was dull
• was not prepared for the crowd to scream at the top of their fucking lungs with her during drunk walk home 😭
• live footage of sam during drunk walk home: 🧍🏿
• ends up playing her in his mystery shop
V*rgas 🤢:
• no he's too busy eating eggs and looking like a fucking predator
#oh god i have to tag everyone#twisted wonderland#twst#twisted wonderland shitpost#riddle rosehearts#trey clover#cater diamond#ace trappola#deuce spade#leona kingscholar#ruggie bucchi#jack howl#azul ashengrotto#jade leech#floyd leech#kalim al asim#jamil viper#vil shoenheit#rook hunt#epel felmier#idia shroud#ortho shroud#malleus draconia#lilia vanrouge#twst silver#sebek zigvolt#mozus trein#dire crowley#divus crewel#twst sam
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hi mui mui i hope you had a gouda day 🥰🦌
would like to ask for these: apollo, artemis, trident, troja, the labyrinth 😁
hai jie jie my day was pretty okay, i just did some homework and messaged with some friends, and giggled about someone asking me "aphrodite" so. there's that too 🥲
Apollo: What kind of music are you into?
hmm, i would say pop but not those kinds that mumble or screeches into your ear; i like those kinds that are soft but meaningful and usually cheerful and upbeat, or with like a good rhythm that i can follow along to and hum the lyrics to pretty fast. i like taylor swift bc i like how most of her songs tell a story while still being catchy and how it’s not too techno that it could only be reserved for dancing like in a club instead of being fit to be sung with some friends in a car as well and goofing around to in the kitchen. ed sheeren does some good ones too, and obv i like pitch perfect and practically the entire pp3 soundtrack is something that i listen to at least weekly.
some songs that i can think of right now that i like are:
shivers- ed sheeren
one last time- ariana grande
message in a bottle- taylor swift
be alright- dean lewis
polaroid- liam payne
cake by the ocean- barden bellas
Artemis: What do you first notice about new people?
i don’t know how to describe this but i get a “vibe”? like i would just get this feeling when i’m meeting a new person or just talking to a new customer at work and i would know almost instantly if they are someone that i would like to be friends with or someone with which i would need a manager up for (at work). let me tell you what i mean:
if someone came up to me and went like “ugh, i don’t know who that person is over there but she was chewing her gum so loudly and it’s so f*cking annoying”, i would get the vibe that that person who just came up to me isn’t a nice person to be around by themselves and is very judgy and i would notice that i would need to watch what i say around them unless i want to get in a fight.
alternatively, if someone tapped me on the shoulder and went like “hey, i’m sorry to bother you but i forgot my bag at home and i need a pencil to take this test that i have in ten minutes. would it be okay if i borrow one?” i would notice that they are polite and infer that if we ever did bump into each other again, they would most likely be kind and appreciative and give me the pencil back.
not that i wouldn’t most likely tell them to keep it lol but you get what i mean.
(but also, to not make myself sound like a psycho or something i obv notice if someone’s wearing a cute red coat or an adorable beanie or has a really scracthy voice lol, and i would definitely be like “oh there was this lady with dark black hair pulled into a ponytail who likes to call people honey all the time that just stopped by” if someone asked me to describe them if those were the first things i noticed sdhdscbghfjd)
Trident: Who are your favorite people?
you’re fishing :)))
@the-way-i-loved-you @anastasia-93-daybidaylove @accio-sense @beca-mitchell @ridiculously-over-obsessed @inversetwilight @cheapthrillsbeca and that’s just the first seven that i can think of rn and on tumblr bc it’s late and this is getting long and i want to go to sleep :,))
Troja: What is the craziest thing you wanna do before you die?
have a large sum of money at my expense and just spend it on whatever i want and blow it off within like a few days without any worry at all in the world. wouldn’t that be so fun?? i can have food, travel the world, have some more food, go see a concert, die over anna kendrick, get a cat, pass out in a hotel, take pictures in paris, have a night out with friends, the whole shebang.
The Labyrinth: Have you ever died and came back to life as a vampire?
BAMBI I WISH. you have no idea how sexy and cool that would be omg sdfsjdbjsk WHERE IS MY VAMPIRE BLOOD DONOR HUH?? GIMME ME (hai ana 😌)
thank you for sending these and for reading it to the end loll it got so long. i hope you have an amazing day tmr 🦋
greek myth asks
#bambi things#the-way-i-loved-you#user message#asks#greek myth asks#personal#thank you!!#<333#iwy jie jie#let's yell at anna k that we would buy her tickets together sometime
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Late Night Visitor
Summary: A mysterious stranger visits your balcony and accidentally leaves behind a priceless jewelry that they stole from a museum.
Author’s Note: I’m pleased to share the next story for @bnhabookclub Hero Camp Bingo event. The prompt I used was “Crime AU” It took a while getting this done because of work stress and having slight writer’s block (plus I kept changing the story’s direction). But really, it was because of how stressed/tired I’ve been the past few weeks. So, really sorry if it took forever posting another story.
It’s also my first time writing for Hawks, so hopefully I did him justice! He was the first character that popped up when working with this prompt. Please enjoy!!
Word Count: 2.3K+
“Ah! Hot, hot!”
Well, isn’t this just great? Nothing like accidentally burning your tongue during dinner to remind yourself how impatient you are—damn hunger. One hand flails to cool down your mouth. Steam dances above the hearty bowl of curry rice, the sweet smell of caramelized onions greeting your nose with a soft kiss. Bless the local 7-11 markets for selling quick and easy meals.
You sit criss-cross applesauce on the fluffy gray rug and scroll through social media for the millionth time. It’s been a slow weekend as yesterday’s news is recycled for today’s news. A random show plays on the television, but you don’t pay attention to the white noise. All your focus is on the phone, yet you still reach for another bite from your meal. How the rug stays clean during dinner nights at home is a complete mystery.
Sipping on your drink, you spare a glance at the balcony and do a double-take—a stranger is crouching outside. You choke, “Oh shit!”
Without thinking, you scurry behind the gray couch, not caring if the rug becomes messy. Your pounding heart is like a concert bass drum which echoes around the small apartment. The sound drowns out the show’s mindlessly chatter. Frightened eyes peek around the corner, and you whip back in full regret.
The person is still outside. Their back is facing toward the balcony door, and they are wearing a form-fitting black hoodie. Hands search for your phone, but they come up empty. Panic finally settles in when you realize it’s on the coffee table. Great, you moan as your head softly hits against the furniture—is the door even locked?
You’re faced with a dilemma: Do you stay out of sight until the stranger leaves or risk being seen while getting help? After much deliberation, you swallow a hard pill and growl at the ceiling, “If I’m doing this, I better not die!”
You’re like a soldier crawling through the mud with a drill sergeant yelling down your neck. You snatch the phone off the table, but make the mistake of looking up at the sliding door. Everything comes to a screeching halt as curious gold eyes stare into your timid ones. The mysterious visitor becomes more intimidating thanks to the balaclava mask—it covers the lower half of their face.
The intense staring contest last for an eternity. You nearly rip off the loose strands on your rug when the stranger approaches closer; they stop when you back away. Taking pity on you, they jump over the balcony and disappear into the quiet night.
A sense of relief washes over you.
Who knows what could have happened to you? Maybe your mom was right about learning some self-defense; the pepper spray is not enough. As you stand and dust off your pants, a shiny light catches your attention; it’s coming from outside. You go against your better judgment and tiptoe toward the balcony.
Your jaw immediately falls to the floor when you spot an exquisite ruby pendant. A sparkling round diamond sits above the bright red gemstone, a slight tint of purple hue lurking underneath. Even the platinum metal chain carries an air of luxury. It’s as if the gods carefully hand-crafted this entire jewelry themselves. In short, it is simple but elegant.
Sliding the door, you wonder if this is some kind of trap. After checking your surroundings, you swiftly pick up the accessory and snort, “Thank you for making me feel poor.”
Fingers glide along the gemstone’s perfect curves as you gaze at the sleeping neighborhood. Your mind goes wild: Who was the person with those haunting golden eyes? Why did they come to your balcony? And why in the world did they leave behind a beautiful masterpiece?
You have so many questions but very few answers.
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“So, you didn’t call the police?”
“Um…no…?”
“And why not?”
“It was a mixture of being both scared and stupid.”
“Oh my—” Fuyumi pinches the bridge of her nose. You twiddle your fingers like a guilty child and sink further into the booth. Fuyumi had her suspicions when you texted her to meet up at the usual coffee shop near your apartment. It’s your go-to place whenever you’ve done something questionable, which is ninety-nine percent of the time. Plus, the café whips up the perfect batch of castella—her favorite pastry.
Customers stroll in and out of the coffee shop as piano music plays softly in the background. Roasted coffee beans linger in the air, tempting your nose with its delicious aroma. Out of habit, you push the castella closer to Fuyumi as if that would help soften the blow. She exhales, “Next time, please call the police.”
“Yes, mother,” you mumble much to Fuyumi’s displeasure, but she lets it slide. With the worst over, you bounce straight up and tap the table with an air of excitement. “Oh! Here’s the best part though, besides surviving a break-in—”
“The person was outside your balcony.”
“—close enough, but not really the point, okay?” Fuyumi rolls her eyes, and you fish out your phone to show her a picture. She takes a closer look as you ramble off. “Anyway, my late-night visitor left behind this gorgeous pendant! Why they were carrying this around is beyond me, and so carelessly too. I’m no jeweler, but I’m pretty sure those stones are worth a fortune—still beautiful, though.”
“Yeah, and stolen!” The white-haired teacher hisses. You blink, wholly baffled at her extreme reaction. Fuyumi whips out her iPhone with two fingers flying above the screen. She shoves it toward you, your eyes skimming through the article. The news delivers a sharp slap across your face as the realization sinks in.
Oh no…
Fuyumi bites her lip, “It’s The Grand Droplet, a priceless heirloom rumored to offer infinite life and prosperity. Police are saying the notorious thief, Hawks, stole the pendant last night from the Yutaka Jewelry Museum.” A few seconds later, she adds, “You have the pendant—”
“Shhhhhh!” A hand attacks her arm, your panicked eyes wandering around the coffee shop as if your cover got blown. No one turns their heads, but you shoot an annoyed glare at Fuyumi. “Why don’t you say it louder? I don’t think the barista heard you!”
“I’m sorry! It’s just,” she grips the table’s edge and leans closer, “This is serious! You have to bring the pendant to the authorities. See, this is exactly why you should have called the police last night! The longer you wait, the more guilty you look. Maybe you’ll even become an accomplice to the crime.”
“You’re not helping!”
“Sorry…”
You dramatically groan into your hands, “Why did this happen to me?! When I said I wanted to live like Larry, I didn’t mean this!”
“I know,” Fuyumi pats your head and sneaks a bite of her delicious treat; her phone chimes beside you. She checks the message before flashing an apologetic stare. “Listen, I have to take care of something with my family, but I hate to leave you like this.”
“No, it’s okay. I can handle this myself,” you pathetically convince her. “I’m sure nothing bad will happen, knock on wood—”
“The table is metal.”
“I said what I said!” Your fist aggressively pounds the table, scaring off some customers. A mother hastily pushes her child away from the chaotic scene. You calm down and sigh, “I promise to call you if I’m in danger, okay?”
“Okay.”
You nod before whispering, “Sorry, table.”
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The walk back home is anything but relaxing. You are on high alert, throwing suspicious glances at anyone coming too close to you. They could be undercover cops waiting to ambush you and interrogate your poor soul for hours until the necklace reappears.
But I didn’t do anything! I’m a good noodle!
You sigh as the key unlocks the door, your shoes flying off by the entrance. Fortunately, you hid the pendant in a safe place. All you want to do is get rid of this jewelry; it brings nothing but trouble.
Marching down the hallway, you grumble under your breath, “Stupid Hawks, and his stupid stealing habits.”
Everyone knows about the infamous Hawks. He strikes when one least expects him to, and somehow successfully evades capture after every heist. But Hawks always leaves behind his signature red feather as a little present for authorities—it never fails to rile them up. Hopefully, the cops show some mercy when you explain what happened. Maybe you should work on your puppy dog look before heading downtown, which might help you score a few sympathy points.
You find the burgundy jewelry box sitting on the closet’s top shelf and breathe a sigh of relief—the pendant is still inside. Not wasting precious time, you close the lid and exit your room. A soft click makes you freeze.
Standing by the balcony door is Hawks, who wears a black jacket with a white shirt underneath. His ashy blonde hair is lazily slicked back, a few strands sticking here and there like no tomorrow. Surprisingly, he lowers the balaclava mask and flashes a boyish grin, “‘Bout time you came home! I was getting bored out there.”
“How did you—wait, never mind. You break into high-security places to steal things for a living,” you say, shifting the jewelry box onto your right grip. “Listen, as much as I would like to stay and chit-chat, my day is fully booked. Can’t really cancel on these people, ya know?” You slowly tiptoe backward, an awkward laugh ringing through the air. “Let’s do a rain check; I’m free next week. Okay? Okay! See ya—“
“Hold it!” You halt on his order, a curse slipping out your mouth. Hawks strides across the floor, and you clutch the box closer to your chest. You feel as though your feet are glued to the ground, the nerves growing stronger once Hawks stands only a few feet away. He crosses his arms and nods at the box, “Whatcha got there?”
“Oh, it’s nothing special, really.”
“Can I take a look?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“Um, because I don’t want to, that’s why,” you childishly snap and send him a dismissive wave. “Now, shoo! You’re wasting my precious time.”
Hawks chuckles at your feisty attitude. He finds this whole ordeal extremely amusing. You know who he is, you know of his reputation just like everyone else in Japan. And yet, you keep on swinging like a boxer with your witty responses. Still, he has a job to finish. “I’m not leaving until you give me that pendant.”
“Well, I hope you’re paying for half the rent because there’s no way in hell I’m giving it to you, Mr. Thief.” Two seconds later, you add, “Besides, it’s not even yours!”
“It’s not yours either.”
“Oh!” You give him a fake laugh, pointing one finger at your chest. “So the thief is criticizing me for having something that’s not mine? How rich.”
“You’re lucky I find you cute, but,” Hawks dangerously invades your personal space without giving you a chance to stop him. From far away, he doesn’t appear tall. However, Hawks somehow towers over you, which makes you involuntarily squeak. A wicked glint shines through his golden eyes as he studies your unique facial features. You suddenly forget to breathe when his eyes glance at your lips—damn him.
Hawks plucks the box from your loose grip. The hypnotic spell comes crashing down, and you loudly snarl, “Hey! Give it back!”
“Sorry, Dove,” Hawks keeps you at arm’s length, his gloved hand giving your shoulder a soft squeeze as he smirks, “I got a buyer who’s willing to pay a hefty price for this beauty. Of course, you are way more stunning, but he doesn’t need to know that.”
“Quit charming me!” You’re a blushing mess now and throw a pillow at him; he easily dodges it much to your dismay. Hawks’ cackles bounce off the wall, which makes you scowl. His fingers slide the balcony door open, and he tastes sweet freedom.
“Farewell, Dove!”
You have a deja vu moment when Hawks jumps over the edge. Your legs rush outside, and eyes frantically search the streets, but it’s no use—the thief is long gone. One hand slaps your forehead as you stupidly let him get away with the jewel. Feeling like a deflated balloon, you whip out your phone and make a quick call.
“Fuyumi…yeah, the pendant got stolen again.”
Stupid thief.
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You collapse on the couch with as much grace as an inexperienced dancer who steps on people’s toes. Work left you exhausted, but you’re glad it’s almost the weekend. You’ll definitely sleep in and have a lazy day on Sunday. It’s what you deserve after meeting tight deadlines and also talking to the police about Hawks.
Fortunately, they do not blame you for anything, much to your relief. It’s been about a week since Hawks broke into your apartment to steal back the Grand Droplet. Police have no luck locating him; they believe the thief is lying low until it’s safe enough for him to strike again. Where exactly is anyone’s guess.
A knock disrupts your thoughts.
It comes from the balcony, and you jump to your feet. No one is outside, although a flash of red catches your eye. Lo and behold, it’s Hawks’ signature feather with a small note attached. Oh, how lovely, you think before snatching the gift off the floor. Your pet name is affectionately written across the paper. You hate yourself for finding Hawks’ calligraphy impressive, but proceed to read the note.
Sorry for cutting our convo short—had a deal to close. No hard feelings, though, right? If anything, I’ll make it up to you, Dove. Besides, you still owe me that rain check.
See ya soon!
-H
You don’t bother biting back your smile.
Guess you’ll be seeing Fuyumi at the coffee shop again.
Fourth prompt is crossed off. Which one will be next? Stay tune! Thank you for reading!
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Gravity Falls/LIS2 AU
The last place Sean wants to spend his Summer is in a weird town in the middle of no where, Oregon, reconnecting with a Mother who hadn’t wanted to see them in years in her weird tourist trap. But Daniel is determined to go and his Dad gives Sean little choice but to babysit him.
But soon it becomes clear there is more to Beaver Creek than meets the eye and the strangeness of the town soon unlocks some family secrets and strange abilities. Maybe their Summer won’t be so boring after all.
AO3
“Lyla, I will die of boredom.”
“It can’t be that bad,” she replied, her voice a little tinny still. The bad reception was just one of many reasons that Sean was having an awful time. (In the week and a half since they had arrived, he’d already made a list.)
“Nope, it is exactly as bad as I’m saying.”
“I mean, come on, you’re Mom’s there. What’s that like that?”
Sean scowled. “Number one on reasons this place sucks. All she talks to us about is all this weird mystic stuff she likes. Her store is so weird, it’s all crystals and bad poetry.”
Lyla snorted. “Really?”
“Yep. Not to mention this is the whitest town ever.” He glanced out the window, where Karen was smoking, notebook in hand and ducked his head before she could spot him. “There are no cool people.”
“Come on, you have Danny.”
“I get enough babysitting at home thanks.” He glanced outside again, wondering exactly how long he could bitch on the phone for and call it a break. “Anyway, this place is just making Daniel weirder. He’s convinced this place is magic or something.”
“That’s sweet. Hey, we used to play witches when we were kids, remember?”
“Hey, you were the witch, I was a manly wizard.”
That time Lyla actually laughed. “Sure dude. I’ll believe it when I see it.”
“Anyway, we were into the Harry Potter books, you know before terf-face ruined them. Daniel is into the ancient runes and fake spell cards Mo- Karen sells.”
“That’s adorable.”
“Ugh, only you could find him adorable. That’s only because Daniel doesn’t kick you in your sleep-”
“Did Lyla call me adorable?”
Sean sighed as Daniel barged in. Not much had changed since home tehre at least, apart from the fact they now shared Karen’s attic room. (Bunk beds, making the being kicked in the shin at night thing even more annoying.)
“Hey, I’m kinda on the-”
Daniel yanked the phone and rolled on the bed. “Hiiiiii Lyla. Do you miss us?”
“Give me that back.”
He wiggled out of his grap. “Did you know Sean talks in his sleep, it’s so weird-”
“You would know about weird,” he grumbled, snatching his phone back, only to find the shitty signal had finally cut out on Lyla. “Dude.”
“Sorry.” Daniel grinned at him. “Hey, I’m helping Mom restock, can you help me reach the top shelves?”
He checked the time on his phone. He had almost managed a whole brother-free hour.
“Guess I should I get back to work.”
“Cool.” Daniel followed him downstairs, bouncing with energy. “Hey, Sean what does terf-face mean?”
Sean was stuck behind the register, although the store was still empty. He wasn’t sure why Karen insisted on such early opening hours when no one else showed up.
He rubbed his eyes, the early start not helped by the fact Daniel had been reading with a torch all night. He had picked up a weird book from the store or something. Of course he would pick up a late night reading habit once they were sharing a room.
“I brought you guys some toast.” Karen balanced the plate on the top of some unsold art books. (Her organization was as great as her parenting.)
“Thanks Mom!”
Sean poked at a black spot under a thick layer of peanut butter. “Yeah, thanks.”
“I gotta do some inventory but I’ll be back up for lunch.”
“Can we go to the cool diner? Chris says the milkshakes are great.”
Karen smiled. “Yeah. Does that sound good Sean?”
He grunted in response and her grin flickered.
“Right, work. You boys got this.”
“We’re not your boys,” Sean muttered, although she didn’t hear.
“Why are you so mean to Mom?” Daniel asked, his mouth full of toast. “She’s always nice.”
“Right, she’s been real nice the first nine years of your life.”
Daniel looked up at him with big eyes. “Sean…”
“Fine, I’ll try. Put those eyes away Bambi.”
He smiled. “So, I was thinking the strawberry milkshakes are Chris’ favourite but I like chocolate more so you could get one and we could share?”
“Huh, yeah, sure.” Sean had only been half listening, distracted by the newest customer. Waking up early suddenly had its appeal. The girl had matted purple hair, an arm full of tattoos and a guitar strapped to her back. She caught him looking and winked.
“Are you okay Sean? You just went really red and-”
“What? No. Shut up.” Sean moved into a more casual position, his eyes still fixed on the pretty girl. His elbow knocked the tip jar and it fell off the edge. “Shit-”
“Here.” Daniel put it back. “Woah…”
“Good catch Enano.”
“Yeah. Catch! I totally caught it.” Daniel smiled a little suspiciously. “Hey, you said a swear, you owe me a dollar.”
“A dollar? It’s only a quarter at home.”
“Now we’re away from Dad, you’re supposed to be a good influence.”
“You get a quarter.” Sean dropped the coin in his hand. “Be cool.”
“What?”
“Hey boys.” The purple-haired girl leaned against the other end of the counter, an easy smile on her face. Her voice had a faint Southern tang. “So, I come to this town every Summer and I don’t recognise either of you cuties.”
“I- we- um-”
His brother beat him to it. “I’m Daniel.”
Cursing his stammering, he finally managed to introduce himself. “I’m Sean.”
“Why hello. I’m Cassidy.”
“Hi. Um, cool guitar. You play?” (Internally, Sean cringed: You play? Why else would she have a guitar?)
“Yeah, funnily enough. I’m actually here to hand out flyers for my band’s show. Could you hang it up?”
“Yeah.” Sean took the flyer. “Your show is this Friday?”
“And every other Friday. You wanna come?”
“I’m invited?”
Cassidy laughed. “Yeah sure. It is a concert. You’re lucky you’re cute, City Boy.”
“City boy?”
“It’s on your sweatshirt idiot,” Daniel whispered. Seattle Track Meet, 2015. He was frowning in the general direction of Cassidy. “We’re busy Friday so-”
“No. Nope, I’m not busy. Ignore him.” Sean flattened his hair. “I’ll be there Friday.”
“I’ll look out for you City Boy. Nice to meet you.”
Sean waited until Cassidy had left before pumping his fist. “Yes! She called me cute Dan!”
“You’re the worst.”
“What?”
Daniel pouted. “You promised you’d take me camping in the woods Friday. I already brought us marshmallows and walkie-talkies.”
“Hey, there is plenty of time to camp in those freaky woods. But I only have one chance with a girl like Cassidy.”
“Wrong, you have zero chances with any girl.” Daniel stomped off to the corner of the store. “You’re the worst.”
“Dan- come on.” His brother went back to ignoring him. Sean crossed his arms. “Fine. Be like that!”
There was the only sound of a raspberry in response.
“Nope, I’m totally with Danny. That was a jerk move.”
“What? Lyla, you’re supposed to be my hype man- er woman. You’re always trying to set me up on dates.”
“Dude, three weeks ago you were so into Jenn.”
He sighed. “And Jenn was into Derek Anderson. We had ice cream and everything.”
“Dude, don’t fuck up your relationship with Danny over a dumb Summer romance.”
Sean buried his head in his pillow. “You sound like my Dad.”
“Go to this hippy girl’s show next time. You Danny will do the face.”
“The Bambi face?” Sean groaned. “I have been facing the Bambi face all week.”
Lyla scoffed. “Is there anything else to add?”
“Fine. I’ll go camping. But only for the s’mores.”
“Okay, brother of the year.”
“Thanks jerk.”
Lyla blew him an exaggerated kiss. “Aw, love you too.”
Sean grabbed his backpack, moving to shove in his hoodie and torch. Daniel had already shoved one of the walkie-talkies inside.
“Calling little wolf, we are back on for camping.”
There was nothing but static on the other end. Sean pocketed the walkie-talkie and headed downstairs, calling his brother’s name. There was no one in the kitchen and only Karen sitting in the living room, chewing on the edge of a pen.
“Hey, have you seen Daniel?”
Karen looked up. “Oh, I thought you already left? Daniel passed by twenty minutes ago with the sleeping bags.”
“That little-” Sean wasn’t panicking, but he was maybe sweating a little more than he had been before. “Um, right. I just forget a…” he scanned the room and grabbed Daniel’s weird book, “scary story. Classic camping right?”
“Oh. Have a nice time then.” Karen hesitated. “I know you’re not thrilled to be here. But I hope by the end of the Summer we can understand each other better.
“Me too.” Sean tried to look as un-guilty as possible. “See you tomorrow Karen.”
“Daniel!” He yelled, running head first into the spooky mass of woodlands beyond their store. “Dan, I’m sorry okay. Quit hiding!”
No answer. Sean went digging for the walkie-talkie, now glowing an eerie blue.
“Dan?”
The walkie-talkie crackled again- “Sean?”
“Dan.” He let out a shaky breath. “Hey, I’m sorry I ditched you-”
“Sean, help!”
He was clutching the walkie-talkie so hard his knuckles went white. “What’s wrong? I’m coming okay. What’s happening?”
“Creature- help- monster- ahh!”
Sean scanned the trees around him, suddenly aware he was lost too. Daniel had been the one eager to explore the woods but he had said it was too creepy and now it seemed he was being proven right.
“Sean- book- monster-”
He dug around to find the weird book Daniel had been carrying around all week. He had assumed it was from one of Karen’s displays but now he was looking at it, the journal seemed too real to go with the modern witchcraft bullshit she was trying to sell. The cover was dark blue and the pages thick with drawings and polaroids.
“Dan, I have the book, what do I need to look for? What is this thing?”
“Page- tree- monster-” Daniel was breathing heavily. “Hear?”
“I can hear you,” he said comfortingly, “I’m coming.”
He held the torch in his teeth, flicking through pages until he came across a few marked with Daniel’s doodles and writing. He seemed to be studying telekinetic powers, complete with a superhero sketch: SUPER /DUDE DAN/ WOLF? ask Sean for name ideas
He finally came across the page that looked like a bush drawn with yellow eyes.
Dangerous
camouflage shape shifters
Hard to photograph shush ma-
Likes dark
Under the original writing Daniel had added his own note: babies in woods.
“Hey,” Sean held up the walkie-talkie, “is it these moss creatures? What well?”
“Sean!” This time Daniel’s voice was clearer, his voice steadier.
“Dan. What happened? Please tell me you had a good reason to go into the woods alone without telling me or Karen.”
“Come on, that’s it? Can you yell at me when I’m not being chased?”
“Okay. I’m coming, where are you?”
“Where are you?”
“By some trees. There’s a sign for a lake?”
“Go to the lake, I’ll meet you there.” Daniel was cut off by some more static. “Hey, stop chewing that Mushroom!”
Sean followed the signs, hoping Daniel at least would know a way out. How did he know the woods so well already? Was Sean that much of a shitty brother he hadn’t noticed him running off into these haunted-ass woods?
The lake slowly came into the view but it was empty.
“Daniel? Dan?”
The lake was weirdly normal, just muddy water and a few droopy looking frogs. Still, Sean was still on edge, swinging the heavy torch from hand to hand. The faster they got home, the better.
His relative peace was interrupted by the rustling of tree branches and heavy footsteps. Daniel came barging through the trees, a small bundle of something wrapped in his checked shirt. Something was chasing him and fast- Sean barely had time to move out the way as Daniel crashed into him. Something big and fast ran past.
“Sean!” Daniel threw himself into his arms. “I’m sorry, don’t yell at me.”
“I’m not mad. But you did scare the shit out of me.”
“Sean-”
“Fine, you get a dollar, let’s just go-”
“No, look.”
Sean turned slowly, met with amber eyes and a large face of bark and weeds. The creature sniffed at him curiously.
“Um-”
Daniel hid behind him. “Any ideas?”
“You have the stupid haunted book!” The creature snorted, blowing hot air in his face. “Wait, the book said-” Sean slowly moved for his pocket, finding Dad’s lighter.
“Dan, on three, we run.”
“One-” he reached for a branch, “two-” he flicked the lighter on, “three!” Sean held the flaming branch up the creature’s face, dragging Daniel out the way as it squirmed. “What, the light should have scared it off.”
“Remember when you said you weren’t going to get mad?”
Sean turned to him, as Daniel revealed the squirming mass of moss in his arms.
“You stole it’s kid?”
“I always wanted a puppy! She’s called Mushroom-”
Seeing it’s child, the larger creature started inching slowly towards Daniel.
“Put it down! We can’t keep this weird monster-baby!”
“We bonded!” The larger creature nudged its nose towards the smaller one, poking his chest with a spikey horn. “Okay, I’ll give her back.”
Daniel held out his arms, placing the small creature on the floor. It wiggled a loose vine that could almost be a tail and followed its parents into the woods.
Sean punched him in the arm. “That’s for trying to adopt an actual monster.”
Daniel rubbed his arm. “Ouch.”
Sean pulled him into a hug. “And that’s for scaring the shit out of me. I’m glad you’re okay though.”
“Me too.” Daniel smiled. “Hey, now you owe me two dollars!”
After all the excitement, the brothers’ settled on camping in Karen’s yard.
“So, you found that spooky book in a tree and didn’t think to tell me?”
“You were being the worst!”
Sean laughed. “Okay, I deserve that. But, next time you find a weird monster thing, tell me. We’re in this together.”
“Okay promise.” Daniel threw another marshmallow at him. “Sorry I made you miss your concert. I guess Cassidy wasn’t that bad.”
“Hey, I saved your butt, that’s more important.” Sean took a bite out a s’more. “Hey, there isn’t anything else you’re not telling me right?”
“Actually,” Daniel held out his hand, a marshmallow hoovering a few inches above his palm. “Surprise?”
(A boring Summer suddenly looked so much more appealing.)
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Final Fantasy V Review
Year: 1992
Original Platform: Super Nintendo
Also available on: PlayStation One (Final Fantasy Anthology), Game Boy Advance, Steam (updated graphics)
Version I Played: Game Boy Advance
Synopsis:
Bartz is a drifter, riding across the world with his chocobo – Boko. One day, the wind seems to fall. Lenna’s father, the king of Tycoon, goes off to make sure the Wind Crystal is all right, but doesn’t return. Meanwhile, a meteorite falls. Lenna and Bartz check it out separately, where they find each other and a man named Galuf with amnesia. Together they figure out that the world is falling apart – the crystals that drive wind, fire, earth and water are dying out. They stumble upon a pirate hideout led by Faris, and together they seek to restore the world and uncover the mysterious forces behind the destruction of the crystals.
Background:
Once again, this Final Fantasy game was originally unreleased outside of Japan. Unlike II and III, the developers thought that the game was a different tone than the others and the vast job system would be too complicated for Western audiences. The West didn’t experience Final Fantasy V until 1999 with Playstation One’s Final Fantasy Anthology; a compilation of both V and VI. One notable change from the Japanese version is the name Bartz. The original name for Bartz in the Japanese release was translated as Butz, but because Americans are immature and laugh at such a name, they changed it in the localization to Bartz.
Gameplay:
Holy capitalism, Batman – so many jobs!
Not only that, but each job has abilities that you can mix and match! Every time you level up a job, you earn a new ability for that job. You can switch those abilities across jobs.
The possibilities are seemingly endless!
The gameplay is the most fun I had with customization in a while in any video game RPG. The best part is that the Job System is so rewarding by the time you reach the third act of the game. It gives you such a variety that it allows you to approach battles from many different angles. There’s no one way to be a badass and deal destructive damage.
It’s so much fun that once a year, Final Fantasy V gamers join in “Final Fantasy Five Four Job Fiesta”. It’s a challenge where you are randomly assigned four jobs in the game and have to finish the game ONLY with those four jobs. I’ve joined in the challenge myself and it’s a great way to come together with Final Fantasy players.
I had fun unlocking the legendary weapons and hunting down the most powerful summons - this time naturally without looking anything up. I find it interesting to say that I had legit fun hunting down all the extras. Sometimes in other Final Fantasy games I get weary over hunting for some extra, higher powered spells and summons. I sometimes even wonder if I should bother going after them. The vast Job System in Final Fantasy V keeps you occupied for the entire game and more. I finished the game and there are still some jobs that I haven't even touched. Luckily, the Game Boy Advance version adds some extra dungeons after you complete the game.
Graphics:
The sprites in this game look a bit rough around the edges. They also come off as too small in my opinion. The same is said of the Game Boy Advance version. Regardless, it now looks like an actual SNES game. Unlike Final Fantasy IV, it has more color, structure, and doesn’t look faded.
Something irked me though about the sounds. I never have anything bad to say about the sound effects, but for some reason, in this game, the battle sound effects were meek. Even when someone had a sword, the attack sounded puny.
The PlayStation One version has an FMV sequence that look awkward and ugly as fuck, just like the FMV sequence for the PlayStation One version of Final Fantasy IV. As much as I love Yoshitaka Amano, trying to transplant his style into 3D is not a good idea.
Story:
The story transcends that of Final Fantasy IV. Where Final Fantasy IV can feel weak or simple at times, Final Fantasy V delivers a strong, emotionally charged storyline.
It starts simple. Once again, the world is in danger because the crystals are in danger – but this time because humans are misusing their power and breaking them. So this is a rare Final Fantasy game without any evil empires or rebellions.
Out of all the Final Fantasy games, I had heard the least about what happens in V. Heck – I knew more about II before going into it, mostly because of what people said about the Star Wars parallels. It’s been a long time since I went into a Final Fantasy game completely blind. I kept it that way and was very pleasantly surprised.
I can see what the developers meant by a “change in tone.” Final Fantasy V is probably the funniest of them all. It’s not campy – just humorous. Galuf loves to share puns. Bartz can be a klutz. The characters bicker a lot during their journey. One part actually made me genuinely laugh out loud when you are in a certain underground place searching for clues:
Despite the lighter tone, each character has a pretty sensitive, delicate backstory. I cared for Bartz’s personal history with his parents. I worried about whether Lenna’s father would die or not. I wondered what Galuf forgot and who Faris really was. There are dashes of tropes here but none of them stand out too much. You have to remember that tropes themselves are not inherently bad – what matters is how you utilize them. There’s no hokey romantic subplot thrown in either, which is extremely rare in a JRPG.
It was so rewarding to go into it blind because there was even a shocking death. I thought maybe they would be all right in the end through some Disney cop out.
No. That person is dead. Dead as a door nail. Never coming back. I also enjoyed the bit where they tried to revive said dead person with spells and phoenix downs. They finally imply that there can be a point where someone can go beyond and it’s too late to bring them back.
The henchman Gilgamesh is very memorable and lovable, probably the most memorable character of the entire game. He serves as great comic relief while not being at all annoying. I kept hoping he would show up.
My only real complaint, if I’m ever forced to say anything bad, is that Boko wasn’t really an asset in the story, at least not as much as I assumed he would be.
The story is unfortunately very overlooked. I can understand that maybe at the time American and other Western gamers may have found the third act strange – especially after learning about the villain Exdeath’s true nature. Compared to the other Final Fantasy backstories, it’s a little out there, and something tells me it relates to Japanese mythology. But today? You’d be sorry to miss out on it.
Music:
Final Fantasy V’s main theme is somewhat reminiscent of Final Fantasy IV’s main theme. They have this melodic soaring feel with a continuous beat. “The Four Warriors of Dawn” in Final Fantasy V is reminiscent of “Red Wings” in IV. Meanwhile, the biggest and most interesting display is “Battle with Gilgamesh”. (sometimes titled “Clash/Battle on the Big Bridge”). The piece opens up with some intense drumming. While the later orchestrations and adaptations of “Battle with Gilgamesh” are pretty good, nothing seems to capture the tempo and umph of the original.
“Dear Friends” is probably the most endearing tune in the soundtrack. It’s played at the end and gives a really bittersweet feel. The Distant Worlds concert version is extremely bittersweet. It has a sweet, gentle guitar, and it reminds me of how Uematsu said one of his inspirations was Simon and Garfunkel. “Dear Friends” definitely has that folk tune.
Exdeath’s theme song gives a heavy rock vibe. That heavy rock vibe was last heard in the opening segment of the final boss fight in Final Fantasy IV. The rest of the score has a lot of drumming incorporated, partially due to the fact that pirates are involved in most of the plot. Ultimately, this Final Fantasy score broke out all of Uematsu’s classic and hard rock inspirations – and it’s fucking awesome.
Notable Theme:
“Battle with Gilgamesh”
I have replayed this song over a thousand times by now.
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Verdict:
Definite must-play. It’s the most underrated Final Fantasy game. The Kob System can be overwhelming, especially if you have never played a Final Fantasy game before. I wouldn’t suggest playing this for beginners – more after you get your hands wet.
Direct Sequel?
Yes. And No.
While not a video game, Final Fantasy V did receive an anime sequel titled Final Fantasy: Legend of the Crystals. It’s technically the first sequel to a Final Fantasy game. The anime is set 200 years in the future, with the heroes of the original game having become legend. Critical reception of the miniseries was mixed.
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OH MY GOD I JUST HAD A GENIUS SONGFIC IDEA
I am once again disregarding requests-
I’m sorry I love you guys but I HAVE TO DO THIS
Due to popular demand via a vote on instagram, I have decided who to write about:DDD
Disclaimer: This fic is inspired by a Levi one I’ve read before, I don’t remember the author but if you find them or they find me props to you!!
Remember When // Modern!Todoroki Shouto x reader
Word count: 2000+
Warnings: Cursing, idk if this is a warning but aged up characters
Summary: In a world where everyone is reincarnated, your search to find someone special ends somewhere nostalgic.
The memories shouldn’t stay.
They just shouldn’t.
That’s not how the world works.
What was supposed to happen, was you were supposed to die, forget everything, and get reborn. Start a new life, with a new face, meet new people, fall in love all over again, get married, have kids, grow old, die, repeat.
So why didn’t that happen to you too?
Why did all the memories come flooding right back the second you turned three? Why did you look the exact same? Throughout your teenage years, you desperately tried to get rid of everyone in your memories. Mina, Bakugou, Deku, Kaminari, Jirou, and most importantly, Todoroki.
Ah, Todoroki Shouto, your first and last love. How could you forget him?
For fifteen years of your life, you’ve been trying desperately to find him.
But who’s to say he remembers you too?
That possibility didn’t stop you from seeking out every opportunity to figure out whether he was still the Todoroki you used to know. The Todoroki you used to love so dearly. You prayed every night, that you would finally meet him again, not in your dreams, but in real life. No matter how hard you tried to burn the memory of him out of your mind, he just wouldn’t leave. You couldn’t let go of how he stared at you, those heterochromatic eyes staring into your soul as it lit on fire. You craved to feel his hand on your cheek, his lips on your head, his arms around your waist, you wanted it all back. It made you feel greedy, it did, but could anyone blame you? You had everything taken away from you the minute he died. You wished to pass away, so you could forget about him and start a new life, but ended up with this mess. Your emotions are hard to suppress. You’re just as in love with Todoroki Shouto as you were in another life.
You were unlucky to be reborn like this, all the memories from your past life mixed with new ones. The school days at UA high, fighting villains alongside your best friends. The day you got married. The day you had kids. It was terrible, having those images in your mind, but being unable to fulfil the hunger and constant longing to do it all over again.
Walking down the street, you stop at a cafe. It’s a really nice cafe. Reminds you of the one you used to work part time at in your past life. Warm, dim ceiling lights, timber wall lining, Swiss cheese plants, a nice little island where baristas were busing brewing up steaming hot mugs of coffee, plush couch seats and wooden chairs accompanied with marble tables, and a little platform for occasional guests that would perform. The entire cafe radiates a nice vibe. It reminds you of what you used to have. Giving yourself a tiny grin, you push the door open, letting the little bells ring. Grabbing a couch seat, you settle yourself down, putting your headphones on in an effort to block out the noise other customers were making. “Good evening, miss. Would you like anything? I suppose you wouldn’t want coffee at such a late hour.” You position one of the sides behind your ear. What time is it? You bring your phone up to your face, squinting a bit at the bright screen, showing 7:15 in bold, white numbers. “It’s fine, I’ll just have a latte and your apple pie.” The waitress looks at you in confusion. “Miss, I haven’t given you the menu yet?” Eyes widening, you go silent, before plastering a smile on your face. “Regular, just not at night.” Did that convince her? The waitress bites her lip, tilting her head a bit, before jotting down the order and shuffling away quickly.
The cafe is buzzing with excitement, talks of a band performing in a bit filling the air of the cozy space. You roll your eyes, not wanting to deal with it. You just got back from five lectures that you surely didn’t enjoy. The cafe is supposed to be a way for you to get some downtime, not for a band to ruin the peaceful atmosphere. Pulling your headphone back onto your ear, you mindlessly go through your phone, bored and uninterested in anything on your timeline. Every single post is about your friends with their valentines date. To you, valentines is truly, the worst thing to possibly celebrate. Not only is it is about a man that was tortured and eventually killed, it is also a reminder, that you’ll never be able to love someone normally because of those stupid, idiotic, utterly pointless memories that held you back. It doesn’t matter how many people your friends set you up with. You’ve had to reject over eight guys you were set up with, all because you simply can’t let go of Todoroki. It doesn’t matter whether he remembers, as long as you do, you’ll never be free of this hell. You get made fun of for being too uptight, too picky, too dense, when in reality you can’t help it at all. Whenever you even have the slightest thought of a different guy, Todoroki’s name plays in your mind like a broken record. Thinking about it now, maybe you don’t want to leave the memories behind. Maybe you want to remember them, no matter how annoying, shitty, and irritating they can be. Losing them would be like losing a part of yourself, and you didn’t want that.
“Miss, the latte, and the apple pie. Enjoy your food.” Picking up the tiny spoon, you fiddle around with the utensil, admiring it in all its simplicity. It isn’t a peculiar spoon or anything, just a normal coffee spoon that has a gold brimmed green end. Sticking it into the latte, you give the drink a good stir, not even paying attention to the coffee foam art that was there a second ago. Leading the brim of the cup to your lips, you carefully take a sip of the hot liquid. Nothing about it has changed. It tastes just as good as when you worked here. If only you could introduce this to Todoroki all over again. Eyeing the pie with lidded eyes, you cut out a chunk, taking it into your mouth as you reminisced the days, where you would feed him the exact pie. It was pretty impossible not to feel nostalgic in this place. Way too many memories were made here. First dates, first kisses, first mini concerts, this was like a shrine of key events in your past life. You continue to savour the rest of your food, saving the drink for last. Exhaustion is taking over as you hear the sound of cheering, a guitar strum, and a half recognisable voice. Slumping into the couch, you doze off, headphones slowly falling off. From onstage, heterochromatic eyes stare at your figure, mouth hanging as the band sets up their instruments.
He finally found you.
After all these years, he finally found you.
Never has he ever been so thankful for fate.
His situation was the same as yours. He was reborn, then regained memories from his past life, except he was never able to get a certain someone out of his head. For years, he performed at this particular cafe, hoping you would be there to watch him. He hasn’t been able to fall in love with anyone, despite having hundreds of fangirls craving for his hand in marriage. He spent immeasurable amounts of time delving deep into those past memories, trying to scrape together the song you oh so loved to listen to. The song that represented your life with him. Hours upon hours of bass practising, just for the sake of reuniting with you. Uncertainties burdened him night after night. What if you’ve already become a different person? Would all his work have been for nothing? Would the only place he can ever meet you again be his dreams, and the piles of the memories he still had with you? All those doubts were washed away with the look he gave you. That was definitely the (Y/N) he knew. From the iconic band hoodie, to the order of the cafe’s secret apple pie and latte. That was undoubtedly you.
“Guys, please let me play one song first.”
“Hah? Todoroki, you’re seriously changing it now?”
“Do me a favour, would you? Let me do that song first?”
The drummer’s eyes widened in realisation.
“O-oh! Yeah, sure thing. Good luck, you get one shot.”
Hands on the mic, the cafe goes silent as the first riff comes on.
Headphones fully slipping off your ears and onto your neck, your ears are no longer protected from outside noises.
This song.
Letting your eyes flutter open, you shake your head, rubbing your eyes a bit from your little nap. Adjusting your headphones to hang nicely around your neck, you sit up from your position, steadying yourself with your hands. How long have you been asleep for? You groggily grab for your phone, wincing yet again at the bright light that shone through. You weren’t even able to fully comprehend the numbers on your screen, when a voice rang loud and clear.
“Thought I saw your shadow under the door,”
This song, I remember it.
What is this? You absolutely love it. The way the lyrics resemble a long lost friendship, it makes your heart clench with every word. You pull your phone up, trying to Shazam the lyrics. The song sounds familiar, yet so, so different from anything you’ve heard before. Typing in the lyrics rapidly, your search fails as nothing comes up.
Dammit, what is this?
“I can never tell what’s real anymore, anymore, anymore.”
There’s no way. It has to be a real song. You swear on your life you’ve heard it somewhere. It’s lingering in the back of your mind, waiting for the right time to pop out. Cold sweat drips from your forehead as you go through all the songs you know. Your head hurts, your sight is blurry. Hands go up to grab your head as you squeeze your eyes shut, your phone dropping onto the plush couch.
No, I know this, I definitely do.
“It seems so long, it seems so long,“
Colours flash in front of your shut eyelids, almost giving you an epilepsy. Your mind travels into those god forsaken memories from your past life. Mina, Jirou, Kirishima, Bakugou, Deku, Todoroki, everything crashes right down on you. Panting heavily, you grab the cup of coffee, downing it in one go, hoping it helps with easing your mind. An image flashes in your head, sending jolts to your body. You and Todoroki in a cafe, listening to Wallows perform for the first time. That was your first date. Remember When became your song that night. It was a staple of your relationship. It was like the background music of your life story. Was there no Wallows now? The nostalgia that song brought you was immeasurable, yet you didn’t know it would have such an effect on you.
Oh my god.
A moment of epiphany hits you like a truck.
“All the places I’ve returned to,”
“All the faces that remind you,”
Letting your head spring up, your eyes dart around the cafe, desperately trying to find where the song is playing from. You should know fully well it’s coming from the band that is intriguing the audience excellently. However, you’re still in a state of complete shock, refusing to believe your ears. The familiar tune resonates in the cafe, a silky voice serenading couples in the audience.
It’s him.
Your eyes lock onto the band.
Heterochromatic irises stare back at your watery ones.
He looks just as good as before. His hair is still groomed, red and white parting in the middle. His turquoise eye shines with the gloss of tears as he sings his heart out on the stage, letting the tears roll down his cheeks freely.
Covering your mouth with a shaky hand, tears freely fall from your eyelids as your mind goes blank. You can’t seem to peel your eyes off him. Your heart beats wildly as you let out a tiny gasp.
It doesn’t matter if the two of you only just met. At a cafe.
Right now, you’re looking at someone you’ve known your entire life, and it feels ethereal.
I found you.
Finally.
Do you remember this?
Do you remember when we were the ones watching?
References:
Remember When- Wallows
Lyrics to said song
Cafe interior inspo lmao
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DBH - The 12 Pains of Christmas
Summary: The typical seasonal hassles cause a few issues for Leo and Co. as he helps the four leaders of Jericho prepare for a Christmas party Carl is hosting. Somehow it all works out in the end.
[The 12 Pains of Christmas will forever be my favourite parody song, and it perfectly describes the nuances of the jolliest holiday. What better way to have some fun but to torment a few of my favorite characters,plus a few OCs? Merry Christmas everyone]
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[[MORE]]
It was supposed to be everyone's first proper Christmas together, after androids had finally acquired their freedom and rights as an intelligent and civilized species.
By all means it should be the highlight of their arduous year that had been full of tormenting perils and hours upon hours of slaving away behind a desk, agoning over paperwork and conferences. The key words here being 'It Should Be'.
Carl had good intentions inviting all of them to spend the holidays together to celebrate, and Leo knew his father had everyone's good interests in mind with all the hassle he went through to reach out and extend his gracious hospitality (with some mixed results due to a few political disagreements he had with his family)… The problem wasn't even the idea of a party. It was the goddamn holiday season itself…
Christmas, as it turned out, had a way of getting people to act up in the worst way possible. It was just one of those holidays that really made it easier to be a dick to people, which was a little ironic considering it was supposed to be the holly jolly, merry little season of gift giving and family bonding times.
Which was why he currently found himself trying to mediate an argument between two frustrated androids, over the best option of Christmas tree available. How freaking 'joyous', ending up as Markus's and Simon's seasonal middleman...
"Think of all the harm that plastic tree will cause once we have to get rid of it!" Markus crossed his arms and glared daggers at the offending faux pine Simon was currently hugging closely to himself. The blond looked positively ridiculous holding on to the largest plastic tree he could find, while also looking incredibly offended at the RK200's opinion on his choice.
"I'm not just going to toss it after the holidays! We can reuse it next year, and the year after that!" Simon cried out, indignated with such an idea as throwing out a perfectly good hunk of plastic bristles. "Besides, I'd rather decorate a physical tree instead of a holographic display!"
"There's no space in the attic for that tissled abomination, and a holo tree would be more efficient and easier to put away afterwards!" Markus defended, holding the compact machine as if it were the most precious thing on this side of Earth. "And we can customize the ornaments to our own taste!"
"I'd rather die than give up tradition! We're not leaving Carl's ornaments to rot in a box!" The PL600 was furious at such blasphemous insinuations.
Leo merely rolled his eyes and sighed. This had been going on for a while now and he doubted it'd be over anytime soon. The two were too stubborn to give up.
The brunet turned his back to them before taking his phone out of his pocket when he felt it vibrate.
Looking at the screen, he saw that it was Josh who was calling, likely to see what was taking so long. Hopefully things were less stressful on his end.
"Ok, you two assholes fight some more about the tree while I go get this and end up being more productive..." He moved towards the store door, nodding politely at the poor android watching helplessly from the counter.
Neither Markus nor Simon seemed to have noticed his departure. Not that he cared much. They shouldn't be his problem in the first place.
Once outside (and blissfully alone), Leo picked up the call.
"Hey Josh. You done with the lights?" The human greeted as he leaned against the closest street lamp. The bitter cold was biting at his fingers uncomfortably so he put his free hand in his pocket and hoped the wind wouldn't pick up too much. Winter in Detroit was not very pleasant at times, and downright sucky if you forgot your damn gloves like he had.
"Not yet. Miles and Matthew just helped me pick up the last box from the attic. We're trying to decide how we're going to decorate outside." Leo could hear humming from Josh's end, likely Miles as he looked through the boxes at all the soon to be shiny lights. "You guys picked a tree yet?"
"Markus and Simon are arguing over what type to get, so nope." Leo glanced back at the shop window. Yep still going at it. The shop android looked miserable as they watched the spectacle.
"Really? It's been an hour…"
"Well, this is just one of the mystical twelve pains of Christmas." Leo shrugged dismissively. "The first one is always finding a tree..."
"Twelve pains of Christmas?" Josh sounded a little confused, before Miles cheerfully told him it was a song.
"Yep, parody song. Ancient but pretty good." Leo smiled, glancing back at the store occasionally to make sure everything was still under control. "Dad has it, on like, a playlist. That and a few others, but that's definitely my favourite one."
"Well, if finding the tree is the first pain, what's the second one then?" Josh asked out of curiosity. Leo could hear boxes being shuffled about. Josh was likely opening them up as well.
"Rigging up the lights, of course!" Leo smirked, being able to almost see the realization on the lecturer's face when he was met with brief silence.
"Is that why you asked to go with Simon and Markus when Carl asked you to help out with the Christmas lights?" Yep, he definitely had that pouty expression he bore whenever Josh felt like he'd been tricked.
"Look dude, I haven't had to deal with tangled headphones since I was a kid. There's no way in hell I'm dealing with tangled lights."
"Yet you're willing to deal with being the middleman in an argument over which decorative tree is the best?" Josh sounded pretty incredulous at Leo's choice for avoiding the task. Honestly it was a sacrifice he was willing to make if it meant escaping knotted cable hell.
"Yes when both parties involved don't ask for an opinion. They're both so stubborn even the cashier looks like they wished they had the Hanukkah shift instead." Leo's gaze returned to the store where Simon and Markus had now acquired a bit of an audience.
It was probably about time he broke them up properly and bought a tree himself. "God, wherever Markus goes he just has to stick out like a sore thumb…"
There was a startled shriek on the other side of the line, which startled Leo enough to lose focus on the storefront and the growing crowd.
"Oh damn...Hold that thought Leo, Miles got his arm tangled up in some of the lights. I need to go help him out." Josh changed the topic, clearly distracted with whatever shenanigans the prototype android had gotten to in the background "Just, try to get them to compromise and get all of you and the tree back before 18:00 pm."
"Aye-aye captain. You go rescue Miles from the decorations."
The call came to an end with a monotone click and Leo crept back inside, skirting around the argument and heading for the isles.
If Markus wanted something more environment friendly, and Simon wanted tradition, he was going to give them both plus a good hearty laught out of it…
He was good at compromising and being petty while doing it.
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The car ride to Val's and Artyum's apartment was spent in silent fury, annoyed bafflement, and a great big grin upon Leo's face.
From the back seat Markus sighed. The look of defeat partly the reason behind Leo's contented shit-eating grin. He loved winning against his younger brother even if just in the littlest things. It felt more rewarding to be occasionally right.
"I'm all for biodegradable options Leo...And really I should have gone for that instead of the holotree if we wanted everyone to be happy but…" Markus peered out the window at the "leaves" that were hitting the window, annoyance that was steadily growing into irritation. "...Why the hell did you buy a palm tree?!"
"Because you're both assholes for taking up so much time arguing over a stupid tree, and because dad's probably gonna piss himself laughing when he sees it." Leo leaned back in the driver's seat, letting the autonomous car crawl at a snail's pace in the crowded snowy road. The rearview mirror showed the expressions of the people in other cars. All looking more shocked and amused at the fake palm tree carefully pinned to the roof of the car for easy and safe transport.
They seemed somewhat appreciative of Leo's sense of humor, so the brunet didn't feel particularly inclined to yell at them to mind their own business in a few more colorful words.
Probably for the best as they all waited in traffic, since the snow sweepers clearing out the piled up snow in front of them was likely to take a while...
"Couldn't you have at least picked a less stupid looking tree?" Simon bitterly glanced at the back windows. The pout on his face made it look like the faux greenery alone was an offense to him and all that he stood for. "We can't exactly decorate a palm tree like we would a pine tree…"
"Why the hell not? It's big enough to fit all the crud my dad saved over the years." Leo asked as he glanced over at his right to look at the blond. "The top is nice and smooth so the tree topper won't just fall off, and we could even wrap a ton of the lights around the trunk since it's nice and long. We'd still have enough to light up the fence walls."
"So basically you want to string up a palm tree in festive ornaments and bright lights, like a sideroad bar you see in concert festivals…?" Simon didn't seem all too pleased with this idea. The way he made it sound was definitely less cool than a festival sideroad bar.
"Would you rather I hadn't bothered picking a tree at all? Next year we'll just decorate the fucking giraffe then…" Leo decided that on Christmas everyone was a damn critic.
No matter, as soon as the road cleared out the three didn't take long to reach the apartment complex where both of the brunet's friends lived.
They were already outside waiting, with Artyum carrying a large bag and a ton of wrapped presents that the two had likely spent the day making nice and pretty. The group quickly noticed that Val looked to be slughtly under the weather (if the look of pure hatred on her face was anything to go by).
"What's up Sourface?" Leo grinned as he rolled down the window.
"Fuck off Manfred, my head's killing me and I fucking hate how bright it is out here." The younger Latina growled irritably as she hurriedly climbed into the back seat next to Markus with Artyum following close behind after putting the gifts in the trunk, the bag remaining in his possession.
"Do not bother with her today. She has massive hangover from "sampling" some of drinks I bought yesterday." The Russian informed the trio while putting on his seatbelt. "None which survived for party."
"Getting shit-faced alone on Christmas Eve? That's a new low for you, Val." Leo snorted. "What's with the bag?"
"Postcards. For family." Artyum shrugged "That is something I forgot to ask. Can we stop quickly by mail place so I can send them?"
"You send your family postcards? Really?" Leo raised an eyebrow. "We're in the 2030s Art. You could just...I donno… call them?"
"Or send an email." Markus added.
"It is family tradition!" Artyum sounded genuinely appalled.
"Finally someone who understands!" Simon smiled at the larger man, appreciative of his devotion to some of the older ways. Christmas just wasn't Christmas without a physical tree, caroling, cards and eggnog. Why couldn't more people get that?
"Artyum has a massive family tho, those are going to be some expensive post office bills…"
"I'll manage. Worst was writing damn things in first place. I find that English has been coming to mind more often...Puns are hard to resist but also hard for non-english speakers to appreciate…" the Russian sighed sadly at the loss of opportunity to employ his acquired skills at weaving words into funny sentences.
"Oh my god can we just go? I need a fucking aspirin!" Val whined, pulling her scarf over her face to escape the assault on her sensitive senses. Snow blindness was not something she wanted to be submitted to.
"Fuck, this really is like the damn song… can't wait for number five on the list of how crap this holiday is." Leo groaned.
"You're looking forward to five months of consecutive bills?" Markus snorted "You're unemployed."
"You know what I meant… Dad fucking loves that song and I know you played it every year for him since Kamski sent you to care for him." The human shot Markus a dirty look.
"I personally prefer 'Wreck the Halls'. It's got more of a beat." The RK200 grinned.
"Fuck off."
Once everyone settled, off they drove to the post office. Now that there weren't any snow sweepers slowing down traffic the ride went more smoothly. Until a massive line ruined the mood considerably.
"Ok yeah I can see the parallels of our current situation with the song..." Markus gave them all a long-suffering groan as the group ended up in said massive line at the post office, behind a couple who was currently arguing over their impending meet up with their in-laws for dinner.
"Told you. That song speaks of the essence of this shitshow of a holiday. It's just a hassle all around if you take off the pink-tinted shades."
"That's not how that saying goes, but yes." Simon checked his internal clock. Josh was going to be upset if they came in too late. "Christmas is a very hectic time of year, and a little overrated. I rarely got to celebrate it, and most of what I know are pleasant stories of functional families actually sharing the good little moments…"
"Is that why you're so enamored with the traditional aspect?" Markus questioned, which the blond merely nodded along to.
Enough said of that then. The story behind Simon's escapism tactics was never a good one. That they knew by now.
"Artie why couldn't you send these off earlier? This place is crowded!" Val grimaced as the crowd seemed to get just as agitated over the argument going on in the background.
"Was also crowded earlier..." Artyum sighed.
The couple in front of them got louder.
"Oh god could this get any worse?" Leo put his face in his hands.
"Excuse me sir do you have time to donate a dollar to the cause?"
"Oh my fucking god it can." Val punched the brunet on the arm. "The fucking Salvation Army is here."
"Fucking shit!"
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After forty minutes of pure hell at the post office, the group finally got to the counter and thanked the gods that it didn't take long to sort the paperwork involved with sending off an entire bag of postcards.
They practically ran back to their car, avoiding the various parents dragging screaming children that were demanding this or that as the perfect gifts.
Next destination: Manfred household.
A drive that took less than an hour.
Except…
"OH MY GOD THERE IS NOWHERE TO PARK THE FUCKING CAR, ARE YOU SERIOUS?!"
It was well past 18:00 pm when they finally found an available parking space, and the effort of hawling the tree along was less of a minor inconvenience and more of an annoyance to add to the list since they had to climb uphill rather than simply take it from one end of the road to the next.
"I have never seen so many cars on this street." Leo remarked as he steadied the base of the tree as they walked along.
"That's because you've never actually spent the holidays over." Markus replied nonchalantly. "It was always a pain in the neck if shopping required an autonomous cab… There just wasn't ever a place to stop close enough that I didn't need about five trips to and fro just to get the all of the bags."
The gate opened up for them without much fuss and the group noticed North retreating out of the house looking absolutely pissed.
"Where the hell have you been?!" She met with them, eyeing the odd choice of a tree briefly before staring accusingly at Leo. "We called! Repeatedly!"
"Battery died."
"And we also called you both." She pointed at both androids.
"We were a little distracted." Simon admitted.
"With what?!" North glared.
"Marital problems at the post office, and an army of kids screaming because they wanted whatever is hot with the kids these days." Simon sighed "It's a long story…"
The redhead groaned before holding up the TV remote, much to the confusion of everyone else.
"Well then, you're on remote duty. The batteries died and Matthew forgot to buy more... And if I browse through any more of those shitty stale tv specials I swear to God I'll blow up Stratford tower."
"Please do." Leo grimaced. "Everyone else arrived yet?"
"Yeah, but they're kind of busy right now…"
"With what?" Markus asked.
Ten seconds later they all stood baffled, staring up at the chandelier.
Well at the entire living room, the stairs, hallways and even the kitchen actually…
"How the hell did you manage this?!" Leo gawked as he watched Josh struggling to get free from the Christmas lights he'd gotten horrendously tangled in.
"Miles got stuck and panicked...The rest kind of happened before we could control the situation…" the lecturer looked absolutely embarrassed as he hung in the hair just a little bellow said prototype.
"To make matters worse, Miles can run like no other android in this freaking house…" Benji retorted as he tried to free his constricted arm, which was pinned by the chords that had wrapped around the giraffe's legs when the RK-series prototype had gone berserk.
"That's Miles for ya. Problem solving is an experimental process." Tristan was stuck to a wall. He didn't seem too fussed over this. "If hitting it and running doesn't work, he'll stop to contemplate it for a bit. Not that it'd help now of course."
"Sorry…" In the RK300's defense, he did look a little guilty over causing so much trouble. "I ruined Christmas..."
"I'll just...Go get a ladder." Markus walked off while Simon gave Miles a sympathetic look.
"You didn't ruin Christmas buddy." The blond caretaker reassured. "You got a little stuck, is all, and the house will probably look good once we actually turn on the lights."
"You really mean it?" The RK300 blinked in confusion, looking around before humming and then nodding "They'll blink unsynchronized... Might make more colors..."
"Yep. We might get orange lights this year. Pretty cool Miles!" Tristan smiled appreciatively at Simon, mouthing a silent 'Thanks' while Markus returned with the ladder.
"While Markus deals with that, I should get started on the baking. Then Leo can help rig the rest of the lights." Simon stated, ignoring the look of horror on the brunet's face.
"Baking equals good smells and pretty shapes. You can go bake Simon!" Miles smiled more genuinely as he kicked his legs about, narrowly avoiding hitting Josh on the head. "Sorry."
"I'm good."
"Not until I get you down you're not." Markus quickly got to work freeing the two of them, while Artyum helped Tristan and Benji down from their own prisons.
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By 20:00 pm, all of the decorations were set up, lights properly rigged, food and sweets cooked and baked, and guests arrived. Despite the hectic confusing day, the party turned out alright.
All around friends and extended family talked, laughed, enjoy Simon's splendid cooking and Carl's family eggnog recipe, and gifts were exchanged without incident.
Leo looked all around and sighed contentedly as he rested on the couch, enjoying the buzz of conversations going on in the background.
His eyelids drooped as he watched humans and androids alike relishing in the enjoyments that followed the usual inconveniences of Christmas.
There was no good without a bit of bad. If anything, all the stuff they'd gone through just to get everything nice and ready made it more rewarding.
The brunet nodded off peacefully... Only to wake up when the caroling began.
"Oh my god..." Leo put his pillow over his head and mentally screamed.
Fine. Almost worth it. Fucking Christmas carolers ruining everything. They were almost as bad as the Salvation Army!
#Eps Writes:#detroit: become human#detroit become human#fanfic#leo manfred#dbh markus#dbh simon#dbh josh#dbh north#there are ocs#merry christmas
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Oooh boy. Why do I feel like I should go straight to the replies, or else I will start talking about having a crush again? No one cares, I’m annoying, I’m sorry. Yesterday around midnight, I actually caved and told my best friend because I just couldn’t keep my feelings to myself any longer, and I was pleasantly surprised by her reaction. I didn’t want to tell her at first because we kinda tend to turn this kind of stuff into jokes, but I guess she did figure out that this time, it’s serious serious - THERE WE GO I’M OVERSHARING AGAIN I AM AN IDIOT. Anyway did I mention I love her? I don’t deserve her. She’s the best, you guys don’t even know her but I just wanted to give her a little shoutout because damn, thanks for yesterday, I thought I would explode. Also, she has an important exam in a week, so if you could send positive vibes her way, that would be great.
By the time you’re seeing this replies, I think I’m playing with Realm of Magic. I’m so excited! Last time I bought a pack on release day was with Seasons. I’m not sure who I will play this with yet. Maybe with Lucian and his girlfriend. I really hope you can somehow turn an alien into a spellcaster, even if that means he’d no longer be an alien. I don’t mind that. Whoops, hold on, was that a spoiler? Yeah, uh, Lucian is a teenager in my game at the moment, he has a girlfriend and he’s not very alien-y and I don’t care about that. Honestly…when have my aliens ever been alien-y? Miracle was the only one and she hated that (and 2019 Ronnie hates that she hated that but 2017 Ronnie didn’t know any better, long story).
Witches are something I’ve wanted in this game for a long time, so they better be good or else I’ll cry. Next up…I know everyone wants university, and I think we’ll get it, but to be fair, I don’t care about it that much. I’ll be playing university irl so I guess that makes sense. 😂 I would really like something like a band game pack, where you can form a band and have concerts and write music and…just do musician stuff, I guess. I was hoping bands would be added in Get Famous but nah, it was pretty much just acting…which I still haven’t explored. 🤦♀️ But yeah, band game pack is like my dream. I’m guessing it could be retro themed too, and have many references to some iconic bands?? Imagine if it was like 70s-80s inspired. Imagine THE HAIR. Did I mention I will defend weird 80s hair until the day I die? Yeah. I would really love that. I’m not saying I think a pack like this will happen, but it would be an absolute dream if it did.
TL;DR: I have a crush, I’m playing Realm of Magic and I want a band themed game pack.
autistichatkid replied to your post “Oh wow guess who’s putting nsb on long lifespan because even though…”
psa: you can use mccc to customize lifespan length!!! i dont like how fast normal goes but long is like. So Long. so i use mccc to make everything just a Lil Longer
I know you can do that, I don’t know how but it’s possible, yes! I’m not sure if I want to go for that though, I mean MCCC breaks with almost every update and knowing me, I would forget to fix my settings every single time. I think I’ll just use ea’s long lifespan and then age up people when I feel like aging them up.
desira-sims replied to your post “hey years ago you said you liked symphonic metal, do you still listen…”
Care to share some of your favorites? I’ve been in a music listening mood but feel in a rut.
tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your post “hey years ago you said you liked symphonic metal, do you still listen…”
I also don’t listen to e. g. often nowadays and… Their latest album was not my cup of tea except for song or two. And my music preference is now “whatever pleases my ears” even if it will make anyone else’s ear bleed��
Yeah sure, I can share my faves from 2-3 years ago! I’m not saying “from the genre” because I know some of these aren’t that symphonic, at this point it’s all a blur to me, to be fair. Besides, I stopped caring about genres, so…yeah. Just pointing that out so no one comes for me like “how dare you say band xy is that genre”.
Anyway, 2-3 years ago I really loved Nightwish, Within Temptation and Sonata Arctica, those were like my holy trinity, I would listen to them all the time, every single day. The latest WT album wasn’t really my cup of tea, I like their older stuff way more. SA released a new album last week, I kinda liked it but it wasn’t love at first listen. I’ll have to go back to form an opinion on it. Again, their older stuff is better in my opinion. Nightwish…I don’t know if it’s still going on, but people really liked comparing the three different singers they’ve had, and I don’t know why, I think they’re all amazing in their own way. I believe I’ve read on Instagram that new album is coming next year and I’m so excited for that. I don’t think there’s a Nightwish album I disliked.
I also really liked Delain and…Stratovarius, I think it was called? One summer I also listened to Epica a lot, but then all their songs started sounding the same to me. Sorry to any Epica fans that might be following me 😅 And I’m fairly sure I’m forgetting someone, but I believe there should be playlists on Spotify easy to find.
tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your post “Updates”
Unfortunately I didn’t manage to create a possible spouse(( but I hope there’ll be other possibilities!XD
And good luck!
There definitely will be! Lately, I kinda hate every sim I create, sooo…I’ll leave that for someone else :D
tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your photoset “That morning, when Vanessa was leaving for work, I had a bad feeling….”
I don’t like this!
I didn’t think this would freak people out so much…but it did…and I’m really sorry :D
1o8percent replied to your photoset “Roxanne: Maybe if I go to bed, it’ll just come to me in a dream. I…”
I’ve definitely had story ideas come to me in a dream. I got several ideas for my completed legacy that way, so good luck Roxanne!
When I’m writing something late at night and I get stuck, it actually helps me to turn off the computer and go think about the story in bed. And ta-da, I suddenly get ideas! Some of them get lost as soon as I fall asleep, but usually the right direction stays in my head and I’m ready to pick it up as soon as I sit down to write again.
igglemouse replied to your photoset Roxy, the interaction said “feel tummy”, not “take the baby out of…”
She just can’t wait to meet her new sibling XD
That’s actually terrifying D:
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Aa!! That’s so great! I’m happy you had a good time!!
tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your post “I got a hug from a girl I barely know and now I’m emo, I already love…”
Congratulations! I hope you’ll have fun there! ��
I’m still not over that last weekend. Everyone was so nice and kind and fun and I loved talking to these people so much, uni will be great with them ;-;
The best surprise to me was that there was this person, and they would come to me a few times and ask if I wanted to hang out with them away from the drunk crowds?? (we’re Czech, of course 95% of people who went to that trip got drunk in the evening -_- :D) And that was just so nice? I’m not used to people wanting to hang out with me. Also, we had great time together, if they called now I would quit everything to hang out with them :D
I’m about to start crying again. To all you lonely people struggling out there, trust me, it gets better, you’re not always going to be lonely and miserable. I thought that would be my case, but nope, things are starting to look better. And they will eventually start looking better for you too, I just know it. Don’t give up <3
lilleputtu replied to your photoset “*whispers* guys i wanna chop sunset’s hair off”
she’d look so cute with short hair! also it’s the sims, she can insta regrow it it’ll be fiiiiine
elisabettasims replied to your photoset “*whispers* guys i wanna chop sunset’s hair off”
One of the best things I ever did was put Cassandra Goth in a pixie cut. Doooo eeeet.
autistichatkid replied to your photoset “*whispers* guys i wanna chop sunset’s hair off”
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deathflowertea replied to your photoset “*whispers* guys i wanna chop sunset’s hair off”
1 & 4 are ��
I think it’s official, we’ll be chopping Sunset’s hair off, yay!
desira-sims replied to your photoset “Meet the Teens! These guys will join my two girls, Crystal and…”
School and real life comes first, but I’ll be excited to see these simmies pop up when the time comes. ��
So am I! I’m not sure what to do right now. I want to play RoM, but when I come back to my NSB…do I finish Sunset’s generation requirements first, or do I just slowly start throwing these teens in? Kind of like I started working on Ross’s aspiration when it was technically still the Mint gen. Eh, I’ll figure it out.
tashsim replied to your post “URL Song Tag”
have to get up at 5:30 for a next month. feel your pain..
That’s not great D: I think I’d have to do that too, if I wasn’t moving to a dorm in Prague later this month. Spending so much time on the train and having to wake up so early would kill me.
elisabettasims replied to your post “Ahh, of course. I kinda forgot that I would get tan in summer, today I…”
I feel this on a personal level.
I kinda never had to deal with this before because I’ve been using foundation only for a year or so. And I’m fairly sure I’m using a lighter one now, because I definitely didn’t feel like a vampire last September :D
toxoplasmajuice replied to your photoset “Scarlett: “I saw you helped extinguish the flames too.” Talia: “I…”
talia… wyd
toxoplasmajuice replied to your photo “Scarlett: “Well, uhh, you didn’t mess up, so…” Talia: “I’ll stay, but…”
TALIA… WYD
toxoplasmajuice replied to your photo “Meanwhile the contestants who have nothing to worry about gathered…”
talia you might be safe this time but you definitely should NOT be thinking you have nothing to worry about after… Earlier
I hate how this turned out D: I’ve noticed that sims in my game aren’t fond of the “enthuse about…” interactions. And then it ruins things like this.
tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your photo “Madeleine: “Yes! Did you see that? Today must be my lucky day!”
Don’t boast too much, love!
She’s really doing great though! Maybe she didn’t make the best first impression, but she’s been working really hard ever since.
tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your photoset “We didn’t start the fire It was always burning Since the world’s been…”
What’s the name of the song? I love everything connected to fireXD
It’s “We Didn’t Start The Fire” by Billy Joel! Warning: It’s super catchy.
tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your photoset “I absolutely fell in love with these cute pants some time ago but I…”
I think I will overuse these pants now:D So thank you for introducing them in the first place:D And for shoutout!
I was glad to help! And… I remember those girls!
Thank youuu! I’m a “high waisted everything” kinda girl, so of course I had to recolour these so I could use them even more often. And I’m glad that I’m not the only one, I mean, the reblogs and likes on this post are insane.
And yay, glad you remember them! Juliet and Amber were easier to recognize, I guess, but the other two, Lily and Lavender…I haven’t posted them too much, ever. I forgot how pretty they were *-* I will definitely use them as my models for recolours and stuff.
dandylion240 replied to your post “I didn’t expect to come up with a whole backstory for Caleb and…here…”
I like your ideas for him though
Thank you so much! I’ve been seeing him on my dash a lot lately, so it’s kinda weird seeing like three different versions of him at once, especially when someone makes him do things my version of him would never do :D
whysimstho replied to your photoset “There you go…some gen 3 moments with no context. Good luck figuring…”
#5 Sunset signs here dad up for Simdr #6 it’s lit
1o8percent replied to your photoset “There you go…some gen 3 moments with no context. Good luck figuring…”
I’m intrigued by the last one.
desira-sims replied to your photoset “There you go…some gen 3 moments with no context. Good luck figuring…”
I don’t approve of the second one. No tears! I’ll gladly take more of the 4th and get the feeling she’s a little tired of seeing it all the time. Fire is also bad, but I guess the conversation was to good to stop. And that last one. Oh that’s great.
dandylion240 replied to your photoset “There you go…some gen 3 moments with no context. Good luck figuring…”
Why is Ross crying? Nothing better have happened to Caleb
*evil laughter*
I love how you guys assume the worst. I mean, I’m not surprised. I tend to accidentally kill my sims a lot this year. Well, you’ll find out very soon what is actually going on in these!
Also, just a side note, that child in picture #4 is Lucian and he’s not a girl, but I will admit he looks like one (and I’m fairly sure he knows that too and is okay with that, I mean, if he didn’t want to look like that, he’d beg for a haircut), so no worries. Just throwing it out there.
tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your post “Oh, try to do Salim Benali!”
Aw he looks adorable! It makes me love him even more,
elisabettasims replied to your post “Oh, try to do Salim Benali!”
Salim is hard because he’s already pretty good looking, etc. He’s the dad of one of my sims who I did a BC with and founded my legacy on her, LOL(Anissa Hoffmann, she has her mom’s last name). Though I guess REALLY Salim and her mother are the founders but, I didn’t start a legacy until after her BC.
I agree, he’s definitely one of the few miracle townies who don’t need fixing.
Also, thank you!
tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your photoset “Ugh, I hate this already. Can I go back to being an adorable evil…”
You can be an adorable evil child instead!
Oh, she will be.
tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your photoset “Gwyneth: “Ready to age up, sweetie?” Avery: oh mum you bet”
Why is Gwyneth so cute I can’t even describe it!
Her cute face is the only reason why I thought “well, I could try a BPR I guess…”
Seriously. I’ve never really cared about berries, I’ve always prefered vanilla sims and berries were just something I created in cas from time to time and then never touched again. I still prefer vanilla sims and kinda doubt I’ll ever start another berry save.
elisabettasims replied to your photoset “Right…so now you’re a middle aged mum with a midlife crisis and a…”
I HATE THAT STUPID HAIR AND HOW IT SHOWS UP ON EVERYONE WHEN THEY AGE UP. *coughcough* Sorry. Had a bad flashback seeing that.
I hate it so much too! But actually, wanna hear a deep dark secret? I once used it on a sim…unironically. Like I actually thought it was cute.
I was 11 though, so that makes it okay, I think. I hope.
#replies#autistichatkid#desira-sims#tiny-tany-thaanos#1o8percent#igglemouse#brightlysimming#lilleputtu#elisabettasims#deathflowertea#tashsim#toxoplasmajuice#dandylion240#whysimstho
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WORLDISTA TOUR REPORTS
I haven’t gathered that many reports this year, most just top instances of member ai but there’s some great stuff there. This is full edition, including the ones I posted before.
NEWS 静岡 3/10昼 MC アナウンス
MC: Entering Mc zone.
NEWS: Sexy Zone?
And so it began, the running “joke” of the tour.
M: Marius?
T: Huh?. Accessing sexy zone! (grabbing Koyama’s crotch)
K: Stop it, please.
WORLDISTA NEWS 福岡 3/16
T: Hey, when are you bringing umeboshi?
S: Remind me, I forgot.
T: I was going to but I thought you’re smart! But you’re more of an idiot than I thought!
S: HEY!
WORLDISTA 3/17福岡1部 MCレポ
The Shower Talk
S: By the way, the water pressure at this venue is so low! Also, the water gets cold doesn’t it?
T: It does! I, Shige-chan and Koyama-san took shower at the same time. However, only in Shige’s stall the pressure was fine. Did you choose it?
S: I did. When I came to this venue, I checked all the stalls and check the pressure in them. Then I left my shampoo and stuff in the best one.
T: That’s so sly!
S: That is why yesterday I took shower early. I had to hurry and take my spot.
T: I was next to him so when Shige-chan was done, he approached my stall.
He was like, “Tegoshi, you can use mine. He said “mine”.”
S: “Won’t you come to mine?”「…俺んとこ来ないか?」
K: What about Massu?
M: I also checked them all, there are about 8 stalls. First I used the one Shige used but the water got cold so I went to a different one... but it was cold too... so I was shaking.
K: So in between you were loitering all naked? What a suspicious person.
T: Where did you go in the end?
M: In the end, I used Shige’s.
K: We’ve been talking for 15 minuted about showers alone.
M: So after Shige, Tegoshi came into the stall? Why was the shower head so slick?
T: It wasn’t me.
S: Not me either. I don’t touch the shower head.
T: I’m also the type to let it be.
K: Did you know? I clean the shower after Tegoshi. There was a sponge soaking on the floor.
T: There is goes! Oh, Koyama-san, this is where you are wrong. That wasn’t me. That is because I am the type to not use the sponge.
K: Which means... It is you who is next to Tegoshi!
S: Oh, my! You have made a mistake! And that’s because I also do not use the sponge.
K: Massu?
M: Nope, definitely not me. I treat my sponge properly.
K: Well, then... who was it???
M: But there are zones you can’t reach without the sponge!
T/S: There aren’t! (locking their hands behind their backs to show)
WORLDISTA福岡3/17 2部
S: Yesterday me and Tegoshi-san went to eat mizutaki.
At one point, Tegoshi sat in Masuda’s lap.
About Fan Clubs (s)
K: Have you ever been a part of a fanclub and took part in a lottery?
T/M: Yes!
S: I haven’t.
K: Me neither.
K: Massu?
M: B’z. (starts singing)
K: Tegoshi, were you in Hyde’s?
T: Me? Is it ok to say it... In middle school I was in an all-boys school so I was in Morning Musume fanclub. (shy)
K: Really? Tegoshi Musume. So you were a fan! Did you also lose a lottery?
T: I did! That’s why I understand fans’ feelings.
S: Did it happen that other people in school won and you lost?
T: It totally did!
About Sexy Zones (s)
T: My first impression about Sexy Zone is crotch!
K: Stop it! There are children here!
T: Got it! I forgot just now.
Where were you when Tegoshi humped his bed every concert??
About Parents Coming to the Shows (s)
K: Today some came without telling their husbands or without telling their parents! (s)
M: I didn’t tell them! I told them about Shizuoka but not Fukuoka!
K: But they’re your biggest fans! I think mother knows your schedule better than anyone.
M: For me, it’s like parents coming to your sports event so I kinda don’t want them to come... I think Shige feels the same way.
S: I am...
M: Shige is the same.
K: You’re too fast, he hasn’t said anything yet.
S: I don’t mind...
M: It’s the same, right? (pressing)
T: Can I talk about my mummy? (s)
K: “Mummy!” ^^
T: When did the lottery end?
S: Last month I think?
T: It was exactly that time I came to her and the first thing she said to me was “Yuya! I won Shizuoka tickets!”
K: Mama won!
T: It was the first day of Shizuoka though the seat was the one in the back of the stands under the ceiling.
S: She came to Shizuoka!
T: It seems like all the relatives do the lottery and exchange tickets.
K: Your relatives really know your schedule well.
T: They are my #1 fans.
WORLDISTA 4/6仙台 [s]
In the preliminary song, Tegoshi was hugged by Shige. Tegoshi went to Shige’s stop and lay down there.
Later they talked about Shige doing Tegoshi’s hair and make-up in the early days and also how they went out to dinner together the day before.
[s]
T: The music you hear when you are born affects you, doesn’t it?
S: So please do not listen to I’m Coming.
M: I wish girls under 25 did not know about Tegoshi’s existence. For boys it’s at least until 18.
If only...
WORLDISTA 宮城2日目夜 4/7
Tegoshi ran off on the letter song again and this time Shige grabbed him and dragged him back to his spot.
S: How many times are you planning to do this? [s]
WORLDISTA 広島 4/27
At 4/27 con, the shower talk continued. It seems like Shige is still being sneaky, checking all the stalls in advance and reserving the best one for himself. He only takes about 3 minutes in there though. Tegoshi has attacked Koyama in the shower again, which is basically a custom. Shige said he can sense it by now.
During the song where a lot of rolling and humping takes place, Tegoshi decided to climb on top of Shige. They messed around for a bit after which Shige pushed him off and pinned Tegoshi down instead. (s)
There better be photos this time!
NEWS WORLDISTA 広島4/28昼
The shower talk just kept getting better, contemplating a highly complicated polyamory arrangement. Koyama complained about being constantly attacked and unable to shower in peace.
M: After the two of them are done, let’s wait and go together without hurry.
K: I’ll shower with Massu.
M: Go shower with me.
K: I like the time with Massu the most. ♥
M: It’s peaceful.
S/T: And we’re stimulating/exciting?
K: If I were to marry, I’d choose Massu. [s]
T: So you’d marry him but come to me too!
K: For Tegoshi it’d be once a week at most. For Shige, I could make it about 3 days but with Tegoshi 1 day a week is my limit!
M: If you go to Shige 3 days and 1 day to Tegoshi, that means you won’t come home to me most days! My husband won’t be home most days!
T: Masuda-san is the wife? [s]
M: I don’t know.
T: There’s that!
M: We don’t need to go there.
Well, someone’s being greedy. I’m sorry but Massu deserves someone who comes home to him every day.
NEWS広島4/28夜
They talked about doing something special for the new era.
T: I wanna do an Asia tour!
K: Let’s do it!
T: Reiwa starts May 1st so let’s have concerts every day for 365 days!
S: I’ll die! Shige will die! @_@
During the humping song, in a running joke, Shige was apparently open for sexy zone exploration and Tegoshi decided to use that opportunity.
T: Ah, Can I look? It’s sexy! Yay! (he said and came closer to look at Shige’s crotch
S: O! Thank you!
T: Sexy thank you!
S: Sexy welcome![s] [s]
WORLDISTA 5/4大阪
After the 4th song they made up letters with their bodies. Tegoshi settled in between Koyama’s legs putting his head on his crotch.
K: Hey, wait a minute. Tegoshi’s head is in my most embarrassing place...
T: It’s a Tempur pillow.
S: Is it memory foam?
K: Who are you calling memory foam??
Tegoshige laugh.
WORLDISTA 大阪5/5夜
This time Tegoshi puts Koyama’s head on top of his crotch.
S: It’s different!
K: My head is...
S: Shake it!
K: Ok! (Koyama raises and lowers his head)
T: It hurts! (Tegoshi gets up and runs back to his position in N)
WORLDISTA長野 5/25
It is the song where they make up different letters with their bodies. Tegoshi starts fooling around, goes to Shige and captures him in a hug and Shige hugs him back. Then Shige picks Tegoshi up and carries him like a sleeping child to his original position.
Shige: This isn’t your place. This child is such a handful!
Koyama coos.
[s] [s] [s]
During 2nd song, Tegoshi bit Koyama. During Weeeek Koyama kissed Tegoshi on the cheek.
They talked about annoying things about girls and Koyatego acted stuff out.
K: What is more important to you, me or work?
T: ?
M: Hey! Who is more important, me or Koyama?
T: Huh??
S: Hey, what about me? (they’re all talking in a feminine way)
K: (pointing to Shige) Hey, who are you?
M: Who are you?
S: What do you mean who am I? Who are you? What is this, Yuya?
T: I had a role where I was a 3-timing man but it wasn’t like this... [s] [s] [s]
Having 3 boyfriends can be tough. But also rewarding.
WORLDISTA 長野5/26 1部
As Tegoshi was about to leave the stage, Shige stopped him.
S: Hey, Tegoshi! One more time! (takes out a cockroach toy and throws in at Tegoshi)
T: Waaa!~ You’re awful!
S: Yesterday I also kept playing with it.
T: I, Shige, and Juniors went to a meal together. The Neverland parka Masuda-san made was all dirty with say sauce.
S: Well, it’s Worldista now. We can fool around. [s]
What are you, 5?
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💙 Hate is a Strong Word by kikikryslee (8k)
“I’m fine,” Harry said. “Just, that guy over there. I kind of can’t stand him.” “Which one?” Perrie asked. “The one in the blue shirt, with the striped tie. His name’s Louis Tomlinson, and he’s the new regional manager.” “He doesn’t seem so bad. Why do you hate him so much?” “Hate is a strong word,” Harry answered. “But I really, really, really don’t like him.” — Or, the one where Perrie has a crush on Louis and Harry wants nothing to do with him. The fact that Louis stole Harry’s job has absolutely nothing to do with it.
💙 I’d Still Dance With You by kikikryslee (56k)
“Liam, if you met someone that you really liked, would age matter?” Louis asked. “I suppose so; to a point, anyway.” “Like, how young would you go?” Liam thought it over. “Uh… I don’t know. Like, 24?” Louis groaned and dropped his head in his hands. “Why? How old is this guy you like?” “Twenty-one,” Louis muttered. “Hang on. He’s 21, and you’re… what? Twenty-eight?” “Yeah.” “Wow. Um… well, OK. That’s a, uh, that’s a gap.” — Or, the 21/28 age difference fic where Harry is younger than Louis thought he was, and even though Louis’ head is telling him not to pursue anything, his heart doesn’t seem to agree.
💙 Members Only by kikikryslee (14k)
“Well, I’m gonna go work out now, so…” Harry said, his voice trailing off. Louis nodded. “Yeah, yeah, go ahead. Go get, uh, you know, strong and buff.” What? Louis wanted to die. “Um, thanks?” Harry said. “Um…” Without another word, Harry walked away from the desk. Louis pinched his thigh – hard – hoping that was some terrible, awkward nightmare that he might soon wake up from. — Or, the one where Louis works at Harry’s new gym and neither one of them knows how to hold a coherent conversation with the other.
💙 Got It Backwards by kikikryslee (45k)
Harry said the baby’s name again. “It’s perfect.” “Just like its daddy,” Louis told him. He placed a hand on top of his stomach and rubbed small circles into it. “Just like its papa,” Harry replied. “There you go again, being all cheesy.” “You started it.” “Yeah, I guess I did this time.” Harry leaned in to kiss Louis softly on the lips. As Louis kissed him back, all he could think about was how lucky he was. He had a loving boyfriend, a baby on the way and a house that he could have only ever dreamed about. At this point in his life, just a year and a half ago, everything he had was all just that – a dream. — Or, the one where Louis and Harry are having a baby and Louis is afraid that he isn’t ready, until he remembers how he and Harry first fell in love.
💙 It’s Hard to Say It, Time to Say It by kikikryslee (10k)
Harry sighed. “We have a lot of clothes in stock, sir-” “Please don’t call me ‘sir,’” the guy said. “I’m only twenty-six.” “OK, then. We have a lot of clothes in stock, dude, so finding something else in your size won’t be a problem if it means you’ll buy something. What are you? Like, an extra small?” The guy actually had the nerve to look offended. Harry resisted laughing. “Hey! I’ll have you know that I’m a medium!” “In what?” Harry asked, looking the guy over. “Children’s?” — Or, the one where Louis is an annoying customer who won’t leave Harry’s shop on time, and Harry is counting down the seconds until Louis leaves. Until a chance encounter at a concert, and suddenly, Harry really doesn’t want Louis to leave.
💙 Shut Up and Wink at Me by kikikryslee (14k)
“Did you get your housing information yet?” Louis asked. Harry pursed his lips. “Yeah. So?” “So? So it looks like we’re going to be roommates. Don’t you think we should know each other a little bit?” “We’ve gone to the same schools since Kindergarten. I already know you.” “Yeah, but we’re not like, friends,” Louis said. “Ouch.” Harry pretended to be hurt, holding a hand over his heart. “That stings, Louis.” Louis rolled his eyes. “Look, I would like to know at least something about you before I live with you for an entire school year.” “What do you suggest?” “I don’t know,” Louis said. “I guess just like, hang out and make sure we’re compatible?” “You make it sound like we’re going on a blind date.” “Trust me; we’re fucking not.” “Again, ouch.” — Or, the one where Louis wants to go away to college to get away from everything having to do with his hometown. So when he finds out his roommate will be Harry Styles, perfect school athlete and the exact opposite of what Louis wants in a roommate, he’s not happy about it.
💙 What’s Stopping You? by kikikryslee (14k)
That shirt was what held his attention again. How many other guys had the same shirt that H and Harry had, and – wait. H… Harry. Harry did yoga. So did H. They both had the same shirt, and had both gotten home ten minutes ago and were cooking dinner. No way. Louis looked at the picture again, and stared more closely at H’s lips. They were pink and pouty, with the lower lip a bit plumper than the top, just like Harry. And H had brown, curly hair that reached his shoulders, just like Harry. Louis looked over at Harry, who was putting his hair back up into a bun as the kitchen was most likely getting warmer. “Holy shit,” Louis whispered. Have I been flirting with my own roommate all this time? — Or, the one where Harry wants to get over his crush on Louis, so he makes a Grindr account to find someone new. Of course, Louis messages him, not realizing H’s real identity. It only takes a few days for them to figure it out.
💙 Runner on Third by kikikryslee (39k)
As Harry stood there, the other man turned around, and he knew he was correct in who he thought it was. “Louis?” he asked, still not quite believing it. Louis blinked. “Harry? Wh– what are you doing here?” “I work here,” Harry said. “What are you doing here?” “Um, I’m picking up my brother. The nurse called and said he was sick.” Harry felt like he was going to be sick. “Wait, Ernest is your brother? Since when do you have a brother?” “Since about seven years ago, I guess. Wait, how do you know Ernest?” “I’m his teacher.” “You’re his what?” Louis exclaimed. Harry gulped. This was going to be a long year. — Or, the AU where Louis and Harry were best friends growing up, but lost touch after Harry moved away. Ten years later, Harry has moved back to town, but he and Louis don’t pick up where they left off.
💙 Bye Bye’s Are Not For Legends (I’m Forever Young) by kikikryslee (51k)
A Superhero AU where Louis, Liam and Niall are immortal and have superpowers - Liam can clone himself, Niall can inflict pain at the drop of a hat and Louis can kill with the blink of an eye - and want fellow immortal Harry, who puts a twist on the term ‘mind control,’ to join their group in order to save the world. — “You know how you told my dad like a decade or two ago that you three felt like you were missing something?” Sophia asked. “Yeah, I remember,” Louis answered. “Well, I have somebody for you, if you’re interested. His name’s Harry Styles, and he does this thing where he stares really deeply into people’s eyes, and suddenly, they’re walking away from him, like some sort of-“ “Mind control,” Louis finished. “Exactly. Could be worth checking out.” Louis looked at Liam and Niall, both of whom looked eager to meet the man. “OK,” Louis said. “Where can we find him?”
💙 Court-Ordered by kikikryslee (10k)
Louis sighed. "I don’t think I’m his type.” “You’re everyone’s type,” Niall said. “Everyone likes you.” "But we only just stopped sort of hating each other. What if I mess it all up?” “Wow. You really do like him.” “I do not.” “Yeah, you do,” Niall grinned. “You like a tree hugger. Who saw it coming?” — Or, the one where pot-smoking Louis and SeaWorld protester Harry both get community service, and don’t get along at all. Until they do.
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Vicarious (Bang Chan)
Soulmate AU pt 1
You are now Kang Minho. And you’re writhing on the floor.
Which made sense; Hyunjin did just elbow Chan in the liver. Your synched up grunts of pain boom through the concert venue’s speakers; it’s enough for everyone else to freeze. Music continues to play as the background to their little comedy of everyone pausing mid-dance or falling out of the chorus jump to check on both of them. Woojin flubs the landing, stomping on Seungmin’s foot. They’re both on the ground and Changbin trips over the latter’s arm trying to get to you. Chan is rolling on the ground with a half grimace and half grin.
Glad to see he finds this funny, cause you don’t.
“Fuck! Dude, I know you’re excited but damn!” You say from stage left once you’re done gasping for breath. Your strained voice echoes throughout the empty venue. You’re leaning on an equipment box you’d fallen on when Hyunjin knocked the wind out of you. “Is this because Chan ate the last maki off the plate the other night? Cause if so, you didn’t have drag me into it!” You double over and curse.
Jisung, one of the few still on his feet, gets to you first. “Hyung are you alright?! You need anything?” He tries to help you up but you wave him off, finding your balance after a few minutes and stumbling through several tries. You’ve always had better pain tolerance than Chan and it shows. He’s still on the ground, arms around his abdomen while you’re trudging across half the stage to get to him. Your hearts though, beat at the same slowed pace.
“Sorry! I’m so sorry!” Hyunjin is blubbering at this point. His head whips back and forth between you and Chan, apologising over and over.
You put a hand on his shoulder. “It’s fine, it was an accident anyway,” you say though most of you nerves have been set aflame. You kneel next to Chris pulling him up to sit. “You good, loser?” You didn’t really need to ask, considering the dull pain in your abdomen spikes up and Chris’ expression smoothens out.
He frowns, “You don’t have to-“
“Too late,” you grin at him through the shock that stole what little breath you have from your lungs. It’s a good thing your legs give out again because you drop before. Chan can touch you. He puts a hand on his chest and winces, trying to reach for you again but you stop him with a hand. “Hey, you’ve got more practice to do, I’m done with my set already.”
It’s not a total lie.
You are done with your soundcheck and rehearsal for the Klockwork Royal Ball (1), but your group and other label mates had planned to go again after all the other groups and artists were done with their sets. Jihyeon would’ve called on all of you once Victon was done, two acts after Stray Kids. Looks like that isn’t happening for you. Even if she didn’t want to admit concern, she would never let you perform knowing you got hurt prior to. Damn stubborn leader. Chan is no better, being as stubborn as she can be. “Okay,” he says, knowing he doesn’t have to like it but can’t do anything to change your mind. “But we’re getting you an ice pack or something backstage, ok? Please?”
“Sure, sure.” You nod, standing and offering him a hand up. Hyunjin helps you pull Chan to his feet and he’s still apologizing. “Dude, chill out! It’ll be a bruise, at worst. The only thing you have to do, is get better at that move.”
That one is a lie.
You don’t tell Hyunjin because you don’t need him crying out of guilt but he knew how to hit. It was a beautiful liver shot really, hit the vagus nerve just right. You can tell from how your legs gave out, blood and heart rate slowed, and breath stalled. Both you and Chan are lucky it wasn’t a hard hit, just a precise one. Hyunjin bows his head but it can’t hide how pink the tips of his ears are. “I really didn’t mean to, I’m-“ he shut his mouth. Good, he knows he should stop it already. “I’m just...nervous.”
“You’ve been chosen to be one of the groups to open Rookies Day,” you laugh; it hurts to laugh but you do. They need some reassurance. “You guys haven’t even debuted and you earned that honor. If you weren’t jittery as hell, I’d call you stupid or Felix.”
Felix turns his head at the mention of his name. “What?”
You pat him on the shoulder. “How about this? Just get better at it for me, yeah?” You smile at him and he looks up, a small one of his own, creeping into his lips.
“Okay, Null sunb- I mean Minho hyung,” he says, taking a step back as Chan puts an arm around your waist and leads you backstage.
You really don’t need the help, the pain is already subsiding. Then again someone should put some ointment on the bruise you knows is blossoming on your abdomen. So, you let him support you and he’s smiling for some reason, smirking to himself like he knows something you don’t. “The last time you had that smile on your face, we locked two people in a closet together,” You accuse, feeling a sliver of his amusement, and some suspicion of your own.
“It’s just...” He glances back over their shoulders. “They like you, they took to you so fast, it’s like they’ve-
You nod, “Known me for as long as they’ve known you,” you say with smile, despite the pain. “It’s kinda implied. Some theories say, we’re halves of a whole, others say we’re one.” You shrug, even though it had surprised you how fast Chan’s little group of misfits warmed up to you as well. It’s only been a week and a half since you and Chan found each other and you’ve spent almost every day of that week having with him and his group. A night ago you learned their Hellevator choreo. The first two days before that you spent so long in the studio with Chan and the other 2/3rds of 3racha you were called by every member of Krownus, even Jihyeon (2). 28 hours passed like nothing.
“It’s good you like em too.”
You scoff, “Your little pack of strays? Are you kidding?”
“Nah, you can’t pull that tough shit, Null” He teases, grinning as he guides you to the medic’s room backstage. “You like them. I can feel it.”
Damned soul bond, not letting you hide a thing from him.
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The day after the Royal Ball, you’re scrolling through SNS feeds for people’s opinion on the concert. Chan sits across from you, half listening to you read comments aloud and half focused on writing lyrics while both of you share a pair of airpods. You don’t notice but you’re bobbing your head to the beat of this new unreleased 3racha song.
Around you the Devil’s Den cafe is as busy as ever, more so that it’s just after lunch time. Students, office workers and fans alike are in and out of the door and the servers and baristas are red blurs. They’re calm in the face of their rush hour, mahogany aprons and white shirts spotless, and customer service smile still intact. They navigate their way around the people and tables with such grace and skill it makes you wonder how the hell you didn’t gain the same poise from working here in your years interning for Jihyeon. Then again, you were only ever on duty here as punishment for the stupid shit you pulled.
“Check it out,” you steal Chan’s attention away from his lyrics, clearing your throat. “Omona! Stray Kids were amazing at rookie’s day!” you squeal pitching up your voice to the point where it annoyed even you. “Bangchan-oppa was sooo cool, I just wanted to die!”
Chan laughs, throwing a wad of napkins at you. “Please, never do that again.”
“And deprive the world of my spot on impressions?” You shake your head, expression grave. “I have a duty in life Chanstopher Bang-“
“Chanstopher Ban-“
You silence him with a hand, exclaiming, “A duty Chanstopher!” before putting that same hand on your chest. “To make this dark world a brighter place with my humor...and outstanding personality.”
“Don’t forget, your incredible humility and modesty.” Chan rolls his eyes, closing his lyrics notebook. He stretches his arms back over his head, joints popping and straining. You do the same, you body relaxed in the wake of sitting in the same place and position for a few hours. To be honest, the only reason you two left Chan’s studio is because SKZ’s manager accused him of becoming a hermit.
You’re already packed up, your own lyrics notebook and laptop put away in a backpack, you just wait on Chan who heads to the restroom first. “Should we get a drink for the road?”
“In that line?” He gestures to the busy counter.
You rolls your eyes, pulling out your phone and sending a quick text. “Don’t worry about it,” You tell him, handing him back his other air pod and putting your hat back on. “I’m Klockwork (3) and the Kingdom (4) looks out for it’s Kings (5).”
Which is to say, you’re going to abuse your status as a fellow label mate to get your friend behind the counter to rush your order.
“Two cold brews for the dumb looking guy in the-“
You snatch one of drinks away with a click of your tongue. “And what have I done to deserve such slander, Dani?” The corners of your mouth twitch trying to maintain the feigned disappointment.
“Wore a neon green cap for one thing,” Dani says, wrinkling her nose in distaste, though amusement shines in her eyes. “Minho you look like you should be directing traffic at night.” She hold out the second drink for him. When he takes it she turns her back and goes on making other customer’s orders. You never noticed before, but Dani keeps her hair in a low ponytail more often than anything else. It suits her: like her it’s nothing too complicated or fancy but it’s nice, pretty even. You shake your head. It’s a weird line of thought, one you’ve never considered before.
Odd.
Adjusting the cap in question on your head, you have to admit the colors jars even you. Then again: “Didn’t you give me this?”
“Well yeah,” she turns back, holding some guys white chocolate mocha. “But I gave it away because it’s an eyesore. I didn’t think you were actually gonna wear it.”
She’s cute when she’s mocking you.
She is?
Something in your chest makes itself known then, an odd kind of warmth. It’s not from the coffee, nor the insulation your hoodie provides you with. You stare at the back of her head for a while until she turns and looks at you too. You shy away, which is not normal. What the hell is going on?
“You alright there Minho?”
Her concern for you is sweet. She’s sweet. What?
You shake your head. “Uh yeah. Fine.”
“Is there something on my face?” Dani, asks as she serves another drink but lets the other person behind the counter, an actual worker, call out the customer.
You can feel your gut churning, nerves building up. “No, nothing,” You say, voice even and calm. You feel fine but also not. You’re...jittery but it’s faint, like an aftereffect. This is not normal. Teasing back and forth with Dani is. Insulting her and accepting her insults is. Writing and composing with her at the original Devil’s Den (6), the studio, is. And nothing about that is any different from this.
Except...
“Are you sure?” She raises a brow at you, “Because your friend by the bathroom is looking at me weird too.”
You whirl around, eyes finding Chan. His hands are fidgeting at his sides, wiping them on his pants. He swallows, a bead of sweat trailing down the side of his face even though it’s air conditioned in the cafe. He’s looking towards the counter but not back at you. You follow his line of sight.
“Oh shit.”
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Rebloooog. Like or whateva ❣
Glossary (1) Klockwork Royal Ball: The label’s concert like an SM or JYP tour that also features other artists.
(2) Jihyeon: Nam Jihyeon; stage name “Sin”; the leader of Minho’s group Krownus and owner of Devil’s Den
(3) Klockwork: Minho’s label
(4) Kingdom: What the label’s fans are called; likened to JYP Nation.
(5) Kings: Artists from the label Klockwork
(6) Devil’s Den: The name of Sin’s (Nam Jihyeon’s) studio and her cafe where her interns and trainees are sent as punishment or just as a part time job opportunity. (Either way they get paid)
Masterlist
#stray kids#skz#bang chan#bangchan#bangchan scenarios#skz scenarios#bangchan imagines#skz imagines#soulmate au#klockwork
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50 Questions Tag
I was tagged by @bts-blackpink-bitch about 10 years ago (1 week) and I am finally ready to answer them lol
1. What takes up too much of your time?
Daydreaming about fic possibilities and what I could do with my life if I had the ability to create art.
2. What makes your day better?
Two things: my fiance and laughing.
3. What’s the best thing to happen to you today?
My cat laid on top of me and purred really loud!
4. What fictional place would you like to go to?
One that I have yet to put into writing.
5. Are you good at giving advice?
It depends. I’m pretty good at it in general, but each situation is unique and anyone who takes my advice knows that I have a disclaimer stating that I am not responsible for anything that happens if my advice is applied...just as a precaution lol
6. Do you have any mental illness?
No clue.
7. Have you ever experienced sleep paralysis?
Yes and it’s terrifying!! I mean, one time I was able to make my head shake, but my fiance ignored my movement because I move in my sleep...so he thought I was asleep...
8. What musician inspired you the most?
I don’t really have just one
9. Have you ever fallen in love?
Yes
10. What’s your dream date?
My dream date is my fiance. HAHA! (It’s true..) 😂
But no, my dream date is being picked up at hotel in a big city <me wearing a very nice dress, my date wearing a tux or suit> and us going out for a ‘night on the town’. We would dine at a 5-star restaurant and then walk around downtown until we came to a romantic place. My date would then ask me to dance even there’s no music because ‘the music is in our hearts'. And then he would take me back to my room and leave me at the door with a searing kiss.
*sigh* I love my fiance, but he would ruin my dream date because he can’t keep a beat to save his life. I’m sure he’d be able to make up for it somehow 😂
11. What do others notice about you?
They tend to notice I have a huge ass. They never really mention anything else that they notice...IF they notice anything else.
12. What is an annoying habit you have?
UM - ALL OF THEM?? I mean, I have so many that it’s hard to name them. Just ask the people around me and they’ll make long lists without saying the same thing as the other. #iannoyeveryone
13. Do you still talk to your first love?
No, but that’s a good thing.
14. How many exes do you have?
Five...and yet, they never took me on a date. #losers😒
15. How many songs are in your playlist?
My largest one has over 600 songs on it...so many genres, so little time.
16. What instruments can you play?
I played the clarinet when I was in high school and the piano before that.
17. What do you have the most pictures of?
Blurry shit because my phone screen gets turned on and then I’m too lazy to delete the pictures. 😬
18. Where would you like to go before you die?
I’m not sure. I’ve always loved traveling, but have never been super passionate about just one place?
19. What is your zodiac?
Gemini
20. Do you relate to it?
Yup. I’m #twinning everyday.
21. What is happiness to you?
Happiness to me is being able to toss away all of my negative thoughts, just for a moment, and focus on something beautiful. It could be the feel of a cool breeze on a warm day. The fluffy white clouds against a light blue sky or speaking the compliments I think instead of just keeping them so myself.
Happiness is something you continuously work towards...and sometimes you have to accept that being content in the moment is the best you’ll get for now. I purposely stop to ‘smell the roses’ and enjoy the little things because everything I know and love is in a balanced state. I want to enjoy the moments I have now so that, when things have shifted and there’s the sense of unbalance, I can look back and draw on those moments. Those little moments are so important to be able to recall so that you can continue to work towards happiness in times of sadness. (Sorry for the mini...rant?)
22. Are you going through anything right now?
Yes. I won’t get too detailed, but back in February I went on emergency hiatus because my dad has CIDP (emergency hiatus post here). He hasn’t had a treatment since February, so his ability to walk and do other things has gradually become much worse. It’s not something that many people have to live with for a long time...which is why I had my happiness rant above. Plus I’ve been trying to get a better job since I graduated from college in December 2018, but practically nobody is hiring. So that’s great.
23. What’s the worst decision you ever made?
There really is no ‘worst decision’ for me. I am who I am today because of all the decisions I have made both good and bad. So, for me to point out my ‘worst decision’ would be to say I have regrets. Which I don’t because I don’t have time for ‘what ifs’ and regrets. I only have time for helping myself and others to better themselves.
24. What’s your favorite store?
Gift shops.
25. What’s your opinion on abortion?
I strongly believe in keeping my political opinions to myself.
26. Do you keep a bucket list?
Mentally, yeah. But I’m forgetful, so it’s ever-changing.
27. Do you have a favorite album?
Yes. Comedown Machine by The Strokes. I bought it because it looked cool and I love every single song.
28. What do you want for your birthday?
I really want to have a full-time job! I also want these BTS Hanahaki Series pins by Wiblash on Instagram!!
29. What are most people’s first impression of you?
People think that I cower at anyone who seems to be an authoritative figure as well as be a ‘yes-man’
30. What age do you seem according to most people?
Everyone has thought I look like I’m either younger or WAY older than I actually am. Everyone also assumes I have kids. And I mean EVERYONE. 😠
31. Where do you keep your phone while you’re sleeping?
On my nightstand to prevent an accidental fire.
32. What word do you say the most?
I say um, well, and like a lot because they make it easier to drag my sentences out when I lose my train of thought.
33. What’s the oldest age you would date?
It’s kind of..besides the point now that I’m getting married, but at one point I ‘dated’ a guy who was almost 10 years older than me. I DODGED A BULLET WITH THAT GUY!! With my experience, I probably wouldn’t pick someone more than 5 years older than me.
34. What’s the youngest age you would date?
I’ve always liked my guys to be slightly younger than me ( my fiance is about 9 months younger than me) and all my exs except the one mentioned in the above question were either the same age as me or a little younger. I wouldn’t date anyone born after 2000. Still doesn’t matter much since I’m getting married.😂
35. What job/career do most people say would suit you?
Retail. But that’s only because I’ve been in customer service so long that I have a lot of mannerisms that I have accidentally brought over into my personal life.
36. What’s your favorite music genre?
I don’t have one.
37. If you could live in any country in the world, where would it be?
TL;DWR - Too Long; Don’t Wanna Research.
38. What is your current favorite song?
Pour Some Sugar On Me by Def Leppard
39. How long have you had this blog for?
01/07/2019 1:55:37 AM (thanks @memories)
40. What are you excited for?
The BTS concert on May 12th!!!! And for my ATEEZ project 'When Life Gives You Lemonade' teaser to be revealed on May 15th!!
41. Are you a better talker or listener?
Both. Once I’m started, I can talk for hours, but I love listening to people talk too soooooo...
42. What is the last productive thing you did?
AHGJDSAKLGHJA UHHH, WORK ON MY ATEEZ PROJECT!
43. What do you want for Christmas?
DLCs for some software that I have.
44. What class do you get the best grades in?
Um...College Algebra and English were my best subjects.
45. On a scale of 1-10, how are you feeling right now?
About a 9.8?
46. What can you see yourself doing in ten years?
I can see myself being an author and a mom. 😊
47. When did you get your first heartbreak?
First grade when I...liked this boy so much that I would kiss his cheek at least once every time we had gym class. Then he changed schools... (I found out later that it wasn’t my fault and that he had a slight crush on me then)
48. What age do you want to get married?
23. My wedding is planned for right before my 28th birthday, so ya’ll see how well that panned out.
49. What career did you want to have as a child?
Author!!!
50. What do you crave right now?
MORE TIME TO WORK ON MY ATEEZ PROJECT!!!!!! Gosh...there’s just not enough time in the day..............................................😑
I’m tagging @angstchim @ughdesighhns @parkseonghwa @gothicmingi @requestfairy @mhysaunburnt @yurakwonhoseok @today-we-will-survive @supersailorjoonie once again! If ya’ll get tired of it, let me knowwwwwww......😅
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leb Landry Jones; cute or no?: Who?
Have you ever had food poisoning?: Ugh, yes. Have you ever passed out due to exhaustion?: No. I’ve gotten really sick and close to passing out from heat exhaustion, though. Ever had a dream about a kid you used to have a crush on?: It’s so weird having a dream about some old elementary or middle school crush. I’ve had dreams where I’m dating someone I went to school with in elementary/middle school who I never even had a crush on and that’s even more wtf. I’m like why did my brain come up with this?? Do you have a boyfriend?: No.
What are you listening to?: I hear the TV, fans, and the dishwasher. Is there a hair-tie on your wrist right now?: Nope. Favorite emoticon?: I like a few different ones on my phone. On the computer I just do: (: D: :D :X :| Do any emoticons annoy you?: No, but excessive amounts of them kinda do sometimes. I don’t go crazy with them, so maybe it’s just me. Do you think there will be a WWIII?: I sure as hell hope not. What are things you’re exceptionally good at?: Nothing. I’m so very average in every way. Shouldn’t the word extraordinary mean really, really ordinary?: Ha, yeah it does sound that it would mean that. Can you function properly after pulling an all-nighter?: I can for a for a few hours and then the crash comes and it hits me HARD. Then I’m just super groggy and sluggish. Has anyone ever asked you if you were emo?: Yeah, back when I was in my emo phase at 16. Although, let’s be real, even if I’m not always dressed in all black (although it does end up that way a lot cause majority of my shirts are black and I have a lot of black leggings, which is all I ever wear anymore, ha), I’m still emo. The most interesting thing that’s ever happened to you at a grocery store?: Uhh. One year the cashier wished me a happy birthday on the intercom and then other cashiers did it, too, and customers as well. I was so embarrassed, but it was cool. Has someone ever liked you that you never thought would?: Yes. Do you have any good book ideas?: Like for me to write? No. Do you like tacos?: Yeah. I like the Doritos tacos from Taco Bell best, ha. Have you ever seen Mr. Bill?: Doesn’t ring a bell. Are you gonna see Cars 2?: No, I haven’t seen it. I wasn’t into the Cars movie. In all honesty, can a person be too nice?: Yes. Last thing you watched on PPV?: ? I haven’t watched anything on PPV since like the 90s. Have you ever had a pet die?: Two :( I miss them every day. Do you think all pregnant teenage girls are sluts?: Wow, no. Has one of your friend’s boyfriends ever tried to cheat on them with you?: No. Are you a bad person if you value your friends more than your family?: I mean, it depends on the situation. Some people aren’t close with their family or have a bad home situation, so their friends become like their family. And even if you do have a close relationship with your family, your friends can become like family, too. For me, my family comes first and are the most important people in my life. Have you ever posted a video onto YouTube?: Yeah, a few actually. They will never see the light of day ever again, though. Is mental abuse really as bad as physical abuse? Absolutely! It can even be more damaging. Abuse of any kind of bad. Do you have a Formspring?: I used to. I guess it still exists out there, but I haven’t used it in years. If you do, what’s the craziest question you’ve ever been asked?: I don’t recall being asked anything “crazy.” Would you rather go to Yale or Harvard?: Lol like I’d ever get into either one. How often do you compliment other people?: Uhh. I guess not very often. How often do you receive compliments?: Very, very rarely. I really only ever get compliments on my hair, a shirt, or my purse. I haven’t had my hair done in several months and it looks awful, so no one is complimenting that. I also just look crappy in general and put little effort into my appearance, so no compliments there either. Do you shop at Sephora for make-up?: I have before, but no it’s no my go-to. They’re too expensive for me. I’m perfectly fine with Target and Walmart. Have you ever shopped at Kitson?: Never even heard of it, so no. What’s the most you’ve spent on a pair of shoes?: Like $50 something. Do you like your Converse looking dirty or clean?: Clean. Who popped your concert cherry? (:: High School Musical Live. :X Who’s prettier; Kim Kardashian or Megan Fox?: Kim Kardashian. Zelda Twilight Princess or Ocarina of Time?: I’ve never played those. Do you even game at all?: I used play just play like Mario games and ones like Spyro, Crash Banditcoot, and Sonic the Hedgehog sometimes. I was never a big gamer. Super Mario World will always be a favorite, though. I wanna play now, thanks. Would you give Zumba dance lessons a try if presented the opportunity?: No. Are there any songs/sounds that make you sleepy?: ASMR. Do you own a rosary?: No. Why do people think going to juvie is badass? I didn’t know people thought that, but it’s certainly not “badass.” Do you like Adult Swim?: No. It’s way too out there, weird, and just plain stupid to me, sorry. Do you know anyone in UFC?: No. Have you got a Fushigi ball?: What. What have you had to eat today?: So far just Ramen. It’s only 12:30AM.
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I met Him in a coffee Shop
Concert tickets hadn't been cheap and granted you and your best friend both worked full time jobs getting time and money to go to a concert was like getting a little slice of heaven for a few hours. The last concert you had went to you’d taken two days off so you could get up at 3am to stand in line so you could get a good spot in line because it was standing room only. This time you had balcony seating so showing up early wasn’t as crucial. Your best friend had insisted on showing up at 3am though. She wanted the full opportunity to watch all the members of Day6 walking into the venue and as she so carefully put it “ A chance to throw a punch at Jae.”
She was absolutely convinced that Jae needed to be punched because of how mean he was to Wonpil. Of course You were there to stand guard at 3am and keep her rational and sane and keep her hands to herself. That was realitivly easy for you. No one really wanted to fuck with you. You were seated on the cement by the doors your eyeliner was two inches thicker than anyone else and your purple hair was intimidating to many. You were dressed cutely but your body language just screamed,” Fuck with me and I will fucking slaughter you.” You had already chased off one crack cocaine dealer and you weren't afraid to do it again. You looked down at your huge t-shirt and mom shorts and converse yawning. Your best friend had fallen asleep her blond hair was pressed into your lap you poked her cheek and she swatted your hand away.
“Nooder you gotta get up.” You sang her nickname softly you were watching the sun slowly rising and looking at the sun it was 6:02 Caribou was open now and just around the corner.
“Not without coffee I’m not.” Nooder replied. You had to laugh because that was Nooder to a t. She was beautiful with curves and blond hair that could kill and makeup skill you wish you had but heaven forbid you woke her and she didn’t have coffee then she was a demon.
“ Do I need to go get you coffee?”
“Is that even a fucking question?”
“Alright alright don’t bite my head off. Jesus. When I get back though you have to let me braid your hair because you aren’t going to meet Br-”
“YOUNG K.”
“YOUNG K. With a bedhead that would put a birds nest to shame.” You stood taking your phone and your wallet. You slid the pair of beaten down beats in your ears and Turned on your concert playlist. It was a mixture of old 90′s music Day6 and some of your favorite punk stuff. The walk to Caribou was simple enough down two sidewalks and around a corner and your there. Opening the door was heavenly and you pulled your headphones out and stuck them in your wallet. There was a line of Men in suits.
Men in suits didn’t make you uncomfortable but being the only one your age was a little unnerving. You nervously check your twitter hoping to see post from your favorite bands or even Jae. Things were realitvly quiet though and the line was slow moving as there were two men who seemed to be ordering for what looked to be like two whole offices worth of people. They kept referring to their phones and then a piece of paper and then the dessert case. You almost felt bad for the poor Barista who looked like he just wanted to lay himself out on the counter and die despite having just two customers at the helm.
You were watching the antics so you almost missed the tinkle of the door opening and the body slipping in behind you. There wasn’t a lot of room and you felt someone brush up against you. You turned around and you were face to face with none other than the Lovely Jae from Day6.
Every nerve in your body was screaming and bursting with excitement. You thought about squealing and hugging him or telling him how much you loved him but then you caught the panic in his eyes. He looked genuinely afraid and you had to think about why.
What would cause him to be afraid and then you realized, FANS. Fans go absolutely ballistic when they meet their idols. So you took a deep breath and took one step back and closed your eyes,” Sorry it’s a little crowded in here. They are a little busy at the moment. Don’t mind me.”
His eyes grew wide and he looked you up and down. You knew you weren't exactly much to look at. The purple hair was growing back slowly and the t-shirt was large to hide your love handles and you wore mom-shorts which made you seem curvy instead of fat and you had converse that looked a little beat. Your makeup was more natural goth than it was cute and clique. You smiled warmly letting him asses you. “Wait your not going to scream or jump up and down? Ask me for a picture?” He asked his voice was different live than it was when you watched the youtube videos. It was warmer more pleasant.
“Your here to get your morning coffee not to be harassed.” You reasoned your hand going to the coffee shop around you as if to explain where you are,” Unless of course do you want me to because I totally can make this awkward.”
“NO. NO. Getting coffee for me and the boys and not getting harassed is nice. Please.” He practically shouted and several pairs of eyes turned to glare at him and he cleared his throat.
“ So what did those losers send you on a solo mission?” You teased trying to get him to relax.
“ They are my losers thank you very much. And they are lucky I love them otherwise they would suffer. “ Jae does this thing where he pulls at the hood of his hoodie hoping to hide himself because a large group of girls saunters in dressed in Day6 gear and talking about Young K. behind him.
“ Here switch spots with me but don’t turn around. Keep talking but don’t look at me just look at the Salmon suit that man in front of you is wearing.” You whisper and his eyes grow wide. and he does exactly as you say. Once you switch your standing in front of the girls and they give you a puzzled look.
“His mom’s sick, I’m letting him go ahead of me.” You reason and they roll their eyes bored and you snort annoyed. Then return your attention to Jae who is trying to get your attention with this cute little wave of his fingers at his hip.
“What’s up?” you ask gently stepping closer so you can resume your conversation.
“ I still don’t get why your helping me.” He reasons. and you can almost feel the questioning look,” I mean you know who I am and all do you want concert tickets or like wh-”
“ I don’t want anything Jae... My friend and I already have tickets to the show. We camped out at 3am so we can be one of the first few in...” You felt a little angry because Jae didn’t really know you and he didn’t know how hard you had worked to get those tickets with your best friend. “ I am perfectly comfortable enjoying it in the seats I’m in. I don’t need a picture, I brought my camera I can take plenty tonight. I simply want you to feel like a normal human being who doesn’t have to hide for once. Your out buying coffee for your friends enjoy the experience.”
You look at your hands and Jae is silent probably looking at the menu because the line has moved. You let him take his time as you step unto the barista who waves you forward.
“How can I help you?” She asks she is pretty in the very exotic way, but you don’t realtivly care your minds made up.
“I need one Campfire Mocha Cooler and One Carmel Macchiato Hot both large. And you see the gentleman in the hoodie whatever he orders put on my Bill and I will pay for it. Don’t tell him but make sure this twitter handle makes it on to one of the cups.” You set down your twitter handle that you have for some dumb reason written out on a corner of a piece of paper.
“Are you sure Miss?”
“Posestive.”
The barista smiles and she pulls the person who is taking Jae’s order aside and tells him to write it all out and then clear the screen and add it to the register with my order. I watch as Jae orders all the coffee and a couple more sweet treats. He makes sure that the coffees all have names and the bags all have names on them and the barista keeps him busy with that while I pay.
“Which cup does the twitter handle go on?” she asks as she hands me the change from the hundred I gave her and Jae steps up to the counter to pay.
I whisper quietly to her “JAE” and go to stand where they are supposed to pick up orders.
I can see the confused look on Jae’s face as he hears that his order has been paid for already. You had been planning on buying a t-shirt but those can be bought at anytime. Today you had done a good deed.
Jae came to stand in front of you confused,” Someone paid for my coffee. Is that a normal thing that people do around here?”
You laughed a hearty laugh and the group of girls was starting to pay more attention to Jae,” It’s not but some people do it out of the kindness of their heart. It looks like your peaceful morning might be ending soon...” Jae looked panicked and your heart ached for him.” I have an idea play along okay?”
Jae nodded fearcly and you gently snaked an arm forward to fix his hood again so it was hiding most of his face and then you wrapped an arm around his neck and he wrapped his arms around your waist gently and you were hugging. “ I hope your mom gets better honey. I know it’s hard but it will be okay.” You said loudly and all the girls stopped staring so you continued only loud enough for them to hear,” Im sure your family will appreciate the coffee and sweet treats. Now if you will excuse me I have my own demon to feed” and your plan worked the girls backed off. Your order came out right as you let go and you waved a small smile appearing on your face. Jae’s order came out and he gathered it all in his arms but you were to far gone for him to chase you and you had never even told him your name.
***
JAE
She was gone and I was left looking at the order sitting on the counter. She had been so weird. At first she had looked so shocked like she might just jump out of her skin and then all of a sudden it was like she had been taken over with this deep sense of calm.
Calm was something he wasn’t used to and that had been terrifying. Yet when there had been a pack of girls all wearing DAY6 memorabilia and squealing about Young K., she had simply said “ Here switch spots with me but don’t turn around.” and it had worked he had been able to get coffee and sweet treats for the rest of the band without having to deal with screaming fans or photos. He didn’t have to cover his ears or apologize for not wanting his photos taken or have to leave early because it was disrupting the business. He was able to have a simple normal experience in the coffee shop.
So when he was back in the room with the boys who all looked like they were in dire need of caffeine he set everything on the coffee table and then laid down in the first available space.
“Whats wrong with him?” Bob asked
“You guys realize going to get coffee is a challenging tasks especially when we have fans crawling all over the city.” Wonpil challenged looking slightly concerned as he picked at the drinks and looked at the names,” You wrote pillow on mine again Jae...”
Jae was silent staring at the ceiling thinking about the purple haired girl and the hug and how she had helped him escape.
“I think he’s broken.”
“ Shut up. Im not broken... I just.. I actually was able to get coffee and not have someone screaming and taking pictures...” Jae groaned his hands rubbing over his face as he turned to look at the boys who had all by now found their designated coffee and baggie. “ I didn’t even have to pay for it.”
“JAE YOU STOLE OUR BREAKFAST” Wonpil said his mouth full of brownie
“NO! Someone bought it for us!” Jae said his mind going back to the girl with purple hair.
“I am extremely confused now.” Bob looks at Jae and lifts his legs so he can sit comfortably on the couch and enjoy his coffee and his Sandwhich.
“There was th-”
“Jae why is there a twitter handle on your drink?” Young K. asks he’s holding the drink high and looking at the twitter handle written in blue pen it’s legible but just barely.
Jae shoots up and takes the drink from Young K. looking at the twitter handle he pulls out his cellphone and goes directly to his twitter.
“What is he doing?” Wonpil asked
“Bob, I think something made him go crazy...Can you fix him?” Young K teased
“WHEN WILL THAT JUST DIE?” Bob groaned loudly. Jae doesn’t even notice he is typing in the twitter handle as fast as allowed and pressing search. Of course your twitter profile pops up right away and there is a picture of your best friend wrapped in a blanket holding the coffee from the caribou looking like she wanted to kill people.
Then because he can he presses follow and then he writes a message taking a drink of his coffee a smile settling on his face.
***
When you get back to Nooder she is sitting up and looking like someone poked her with a sharp stick. “ Someone is awake.” You sang softly handing her her coffee and pulling out one of your earbuds. You take a picture of her as you watch her sip the coffee and then grimace and look at the sun,” Still not ready to face the day?” you ask casually and you take a drag from your own drink.
You open your twitter and upload the photo with the caption “ MY LITTLE DEMON DEMANDS CAFFINE” #Day6concert #theshitwedofortheseguys
“Young K.” She responds.
“All of this is for your lovely and beautiful Young K.” You sigh taking a seat next to her as she. She puts her head on your shoulder.
“I will jump off the balcony if he even so much as looks at me.” She clarifies.
“It’s a good thing I brought handcuffs. So I can cuff you to your chair.” You snort
“I will take the chair with me.”
“ I will be holding on to said chair. So your gunna be pretty stuck.”
“You are absolutely no fun.”
“Your right I am completely and utterly boring.” You smiled and opened your twitter again. Your phone had dinged with notifications. People had been asking you for updates since you showed up so you weren’t thinking about how you’d left your twitter handle for Jae to find.
You had one new private message though and opening it you saw it was from Jae and your breath caught in your throat it read : 1st you help me get out of the coffee shop without being noticed then you paid for me and the losers breakfast. Who are you?
You groaned and your best friend looked at you puzzled,” What’s wrong with you now?”
“Jae...”
“I know he’s always picking on my pink pillow... You finally ready to help me punch him?” Her eyes are hopeful and bright and the blanket is wrapped around her shoulders revealing the bedhead and your trying not to laugh at how ridiculous it looks because she looks serious and ridiculous all at once.
“No, your not punching anyone.”
“Why not?”
“Because we don’t hit people.”
“But he’s a dick.”
“ I think the boys are aware of that and they take care of themselves.” You think back to how he so carefully had the Barista writing the names on cups and picking out the sweet treats and goodies from the desert case and having them put in baggies and labeled so carefully.
You responded to Jae : I’m a Fan. Shouldn’t you be saying THANK YOU? Where are your manners?
Nooder takes a long gulp of coffee and then she puts her head on your shoulder. “You realize this is going to be the funnest day of our lives right?”
“More fun then when Micheal Clifford licked his lips and made sex eyes with you at the 5 Seconds of Summer concert?”
“ I told you we weren't ever going to talk about that again.” Nooder says sitting up and pulling herself out of the blanket to stretch
Jae Messages again and you chuckle opening to read: THANK YOU. ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?
“WHAT are you so chipper about over there? Shouldn’t you be braiding my hair?” Nooder says and you pop your little weird world bubble and you look at your best friend and try and decide how to tell her that you met the band member she wants to punch.
“Give me the brush then damnit.” You instruct as you type back to Jae in all lowercase letters
: why are you yelling? i was never upset to begin with. lul
Nooder sets the brush in your hand and you shove the phone in your pocket and stand so her head is level with your waist. Your pocket buzzes and Nooder ever observant doesn't fail to notice you keep focused on brushing and sectioning off the hair letting her speak,” Okay so what is up with you and concerts and Twitter feeds?”
“What do you mean me and concerts and Twitter feeds?” you respond sectioning off the last of the hair and gathering a large section in your fingers.
“ YOUR PHONE, since we got here that thing hasn’t really stopped flashing or buzzing or whatever you have it set to do.” Nooder says trying to turn to look at you but you yank her head back into place gently and she grumbles taking a sip of your coffee,” and it’s been even worse this morning.”
“Okay so people follow what I do on Twitter, all I do is take pictures of how long the line is and give like a countdown till showtime. Some people love it, other people hate it. I get lots of questions. It’s the day of the concert it’s after 6am I went and got coffee. I updated how close we were to the door. That you were awake. All the normal stuff.” You reasoned as you grabbed a patch of hair and wove it into the other strands,” I need you to hand me those gems and flowers now.”
“Are you sure you know what your doing?” Nooder sounds anxious
“Trust me. I went to beauty school long enough for this.”
“Fair.” She hands up the bucket with all the red and pink gems that she had picked out and you grab a few of the flowers making sure they will look elegant instead of trashy before you start working them into the braids.
“So what if I told you I met someone this morning in the coffee shop?” You asked experimentally grabbing a gem and shaking your head not liking the placement.
“Was he wearing a suit?”
“No.”
“That’s right your not into the whole suit thing... Was it the Barista? I heard some of the other girls as they walked by saying he was cute.”
Your phone buzzed again and your were trying not to laugh or smile to hard,” Are you talking about those hard core Brian fans.”
“BRIAN I ONLY KNOW YOUNG K.” There was a resounding chant but Nooder was the one leading the chant coffee in the air.
“No, It wasn’t the barista either. In fact I kinda helped this guy out of a bind.” You finally placed one of the gems and looked pleased your phone buzzed again and you rolled your eyes,” he’s kinda nosey to be honest.”
“Y/N Please tell me you did not find some cheesy hipster guy in a coffee shop and rescue him....” Nooder is trying not to wail,” those get clingy and you can't get rid of them.”
“I don’t think your going to want me to get rid of this one...” you sang back softly tying off the braid and reaching for your coffee and your phone to open up your messages on Twitter
two were from Jae and the third was from a fan who had seen him follow you and was angry : What kind of whore thing did you do to get Jae to follow you? I bet your not even a real fan.
Jae : why are you so nice?
Jae: The losers want to say thank you for breakfast could we come see you in line- if you won't let me give you VIP passes?
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN IM NOT GUNNA WANT YOU TO GET RID OF THIS ONE? OF COURSE I AM HES PROBABLY A CREEPY.” Nooder is changing under the blanket into her Day6 concert outfit, loudly ranting about how Jae is probably a serial killer hipster. While you type out your response.
YReponse: Im not sure that’s a good Idea either.
His response was instant
Jae: Why not?
YResponse: My best friend wants to punch you because your mean to Wonpil. Plus there are lots of fans out here.
Jae: OH COME ON! The guys a walking bucket of Jokes. Besides the point the Losers still want to express their thanks.
YResponse: I am not going to put any of you in jeopardy before the concert. I’m not the only fan here you know ;)
Jae: You are impossible
YResponse: No I’m Like Bob the Builder. CAN WE FIX IT? No we can’t.
Jae: So your not letting any of us come outside because your friends wants to punch me?
YResponse: Pretty Much and I don’t want you mobbed. :)
Jae: Tell your best friend I loath her. I will find you tonight at that concert. I swear and you will be receiving VIP passes.
YResponse: Let the hunt begin :)
“ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING RIGHT NOW? I just told you half a dozen ways this guy could gut you and put you in the freezer in the woods and your standing there looking at your Twitter like a dreamed up school girl.” Nooder is on a roll and she’s full dressed drinking her coffee like it’s some kind of Liquor and you can’t help but chuckle.
“ The last thing on his mind is stuffing me in a freezer. See for yourself.” You hand her your phone and she takes it her eyes scanning over the text and at first she is quiet reading along. So you lean against the wall counting down in your head the moment your peace will end. You sip your coffee and watch as she drops your phone straight onto the blankets you made your base camp in.
“YOU DID NOT?!?!”
“I did.”
“No you didn’t this has got to be a fake.”
You chuckle and pick up the phone and send Jae a message : Loathing one the BFF doesn’t believe me need a live twitter feed of you and losers talking about what happened in the coffee shop this morning.
Jae: I can do you even better. #FINDTHEGIRL #WENEEDTOTALK
YResponse: You wouldn’t Dare
Jae: I would. Hunts on :)
YResponse: Maybe I should let her punch you
Nooder was watching you type this all out and Jae’s quick responses.
“You aren’t lying are you?” She’s breathless.
“No. Why would I lie your my best friend.”
“ You don’t want me to punch him.”
“Because he has a concert and he’s human too. You tell me all the time about how Idols ask to be treated as human beings instead of like these aliens or figures that you can’t touch. “ You reasoned
“Yeah but at the same time they are so different from us, their skills are a whole new level. It’s a different world than ours.” Nooder claimed
“This morning when I saw Jae and he realized I recognized who he was, you should have seen how scared he was... How much he wanted to run right out the door and just be gone. So I stopped. I just stopped and I treated him like I’d treat any person I met. Sure I knew his name and his face but I treated him with Kindness. I didn’t ask for his number or his picture. I just let him decide what he wanted to tell me.” You recounted thinking about how you carefully calmed yourself and then smiled offering him more room to stand.
“Then what? You said you got him out of a bind how?” Nooder asks
“Oh. remember those girls with the Young K and Day6 stuff on? They came into the coffee shop right behind him. So I let him switch spots with me and made sure he stayed forward facing...Then when he ordered I paid for it and when I felt like the girls recognized him I made up this bogus BS story about his mom being sick and him bringing coffee and goodies to his family and I hugged him until the coffee was ready and then I left. “ you finished tying up the story nicely.
“Wait so how did he get your twitter handle and YOU BOUGHT YO-”You stuck a hand over Nooder mouth not wanting her to make you. You wanted Jae to have to hunt a little to have to find you.
“I had the barista write my handle on his drink. YES I also bought the rest of the band their coffee and breakfast are you happy. NOW we can’t go spreading this around like wildfire. Because Jae and the band have to be on the hunt. So... WE have some work to do here.”
“Will you let me Punch Jae?”
“ We’ll talk about that later but right now we need to make ourselves look really good and not so much like the pictures I've been taking. SO no selfies.”
“Roger. I call dibs on Young K. “
You can't help but smile because of course your friends already decided what’s happening with who.
#jae day6#imagine#kpop fanfiction#concert-comedy-cute#trying here#this is what I do when I am sick at home
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cool, i have an hour to kill so im jst going to answer this dumb ask meme that i saw on my dash under a cut, bc i definitely do not have enough followers to engage w stuff like this the normal way
Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora? spotify
is your room messy or clean? messy
what color are your eyes? brown
do you like your name? why? i’ve hated it for as long as i can remember. thinking it’s jst the combination of it being an unusual first name, being picked on for it a lot bc kids are mean, and having everyone around me insist that i’d love my name come adulthood bc it never ended up happening. i still want to change it legally but i have to figure out something i won’t tire of. “jackie” is working for now but idk abt committing to that one
what is your relationship status? disinterested
describe your personality in 3 words or less turbulent
what color hair do you have? dark brown
what kind of car do you drive? color? blue honda civic
where do you shop? forever 21, h&m, a few places online
how would you describe your style? trying too hard
favorite social media account i like kbnoswag on twitter lmao
what size bed do you have? queen
any siblings? jst col and my two step sisters
if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why? probably anchorage bc it’s scenic, the housing/rental market is abt the same as it is here, but the wages tend to be higher
favorite snapchat filter? when they make special versions of the dog filter for different holidays... i love those
favorite makeup brand(s) nyx mainly
how many times a week do you shower? i do it every day but if im in a shitty place mentally, i wont on my days off
favorite tv show? bojack horseman
shoe size? 9
how tall are you? 5′7″
sandals or sneakers? sneakers
do you go to the gym? i work out but i dnt go to a gym bc i’ve always had exercise equipment at home and my apartment has a fitness center, so i cant justify paying for a membership
describe your dream date i dream abt other things
how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment? $70
what color socks are you wearing? blue
how many pillows do you sleep with? 4 bc i love only using 2 and then kicking the other ones off my bed somehow when im asleep
do you have a job? what do you do? yeah, i’ve been doing hair for 4 odd years now
how many friends do you have? a decent handful but i only consider myself very close w two of them
whats the worst thing you have ever done? a lot probably but nothing rly sticks out to me as the objective “worst”
whats your favorite candle scent? yankee candle makes one called “golden sands” and i like that one a lot
3 favorite boy names/3 favorite girl names for various rzns i’d rather not answer the baby names question. pass
favorite actor? i can’t think of one off the top of my head, but i like jim carrey a lot
favorite actress? amy adams!
who is your celebrity crush? i’m not invested in famous ppl like that, but if you asked me this when i was 12, i’d have said pete wentz lmfao. probably my only one ever
favorite movie? this is hard lol. arrival, interstellar, and gone girl come to mind, though
do you read a lot? whats your favorite book? i do. difficult to pick favorites bc i like more nonfiction stuff... i liked a brief history of time a lot
money or brains? brains. i have my own money
do you have a nickname? what is it? jackie is technically a nickname i guess. fati calls me “salvadore” and i hate it w a passion
how many times have you been to the hospital? a lot but i’ve only stayed there for an extended period 3 times
top 10 favorite songs stop they’re all special to me in different ways...
do you take any medications daily? i did for a while
what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc) oily
what is your biggest fear? nothing that hasn’t already happened lol
how many kids do you want? none
whats your go to hair style? i cut it into a bob periodically and let it grow out until it annoys me, rinse and repeat til i die
what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc) average?
who is your role model? no one. all people are jst people
what was the last compliment you received? probably someone calling me smart or something. i hear it a lot but i dnt rly believe it
what was the last text you sent? “yes binch”
how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real? probably pretty young if i was ever lead to believe it period. i dnt remember ever having any faith in that
what is your dream car? i had my dream car and it was more of a hassle than anything. a good metaphor for life, probably
opinion on smoking? cigarettes? do whatever you want. weed? do whatever you want, but stop saying it cures cancer. meth/crack? maybe you should chill
do you go to college? that didn’t work out
what is your dream job? being able to sustain myself without one
would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs? suburbs definitely. lived in rural areas before. driving 30 minutes one way to the grocery store is not something i ever feel inclined to experience again.
do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels? depends on what they are
do you have freckles? yes
do you smile for pictures? only when my mom makes me
how many pictures do you have on your phone? 2377
have you ever peed in the woods? no
do you still watch cartoons? i mean bojack is a cartoon. but ones for children, no
do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds? stan wendy
Favorite dipping sauce? chick fil a sauce
what do you wear to bed? long old tshirt and this jacket i have from middle school typically lol. i have 3 actual pairs of pajamas though
have you ever won a spelling bee? i’ve never had an opportunity to even enroll in one. my schools never ran them
what are your hobbies? i read and write a lot, still trying to kill the rolling stone 500 albums list, i paint sometimes, jst general Bitch Desperate For Escapism things
can you draw? i used to a lot more than i do now but i’m still halfway decent at it
do you play an instrument? guitar & bass. i’m better at bass. i’m better at guitar hero but that dznt count
what was the last concert you saw? fall out boy i think? i’m having trouble remembering if that was before or after roger waters
tea or coffee? both but tea is a little easier to make so i drink more of it
Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts? bux. jesus christ
do you want to get married? not planning on it
what is your crush’s first and last initial? i’m too disillusioned to feel that way abt ppl rn
are you going to change your last name when you get married? definitely not
what color looks best on you? pastels
do you miss anyone right now? yeah but it dznt matter
do you sleep with your door open or closed? closed
do you believe in ghosts? absolutely
what is your biggest pet peeve? when customers make a scissor cutting motion w their hands when they’re describing their haircut to me. it’s sooooo weird and stupid and idg why so many people do it
last person you called` ian
favorite ice cream flavor? mint chocolate chip
regular oreos or golden oreos? regular
chocolate or rainbow sprinkles? i hate sprinkles bc they are pointless
what shirt are you wearing? a tank top
what is your phone background? my lock screen is a pic i took of the lacey street theater in fairbanks the first time i was there. my background is a pic i took in denali when i was there w ian
are you outgoing or shy? i want to socialize but i dnt know how. shy i guess?
do you like it when people play with your hair? no, honestly i find it rly unpleasant
do you like your neighbors? katie and alexis are the best drinking buddies anyone could ask for. isaac is great. everyone else i could take or leave
do you wash your face? at night? in the morning? yes and both
have you ever been high? yeah
have you ever been drunk? constantly
last thing you ate? 1/2 of a jimmy johns veggie club
favorite lyrics right now uhhhh idk i dnt get stuck on music like that
summer or winter? winter
day or night? night
dark, milk, or white chocolate? i dnt rly like chocolate
favorite month? october
what is your zodiac sign gemini
who was the last person you cried in front of? ian
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