#theyre not light hiking shoes*

[twoheadstones]

Why do barefoot shoes ads always have to make shoes with fuckin supportive soles sound like the devil

Like girl do u only walk on peat moss and soft soils? If my shoes dont have support while im on the salesfloor for hours at work my knees turn to dust

Why is it illegal to make shoes with wide toe boxes AND good soles

[gaysonlyocean]

YIPPEE I GET TO SHARE!! its going under the cut cause its gonna be long :] gonna include descriptions of the three who do have refs cause its easier

thatcher - blue long sleeve button up, old tank top underneath to stay warm, thick brown winter coat with wool collar, brown trousers and brown boots, he still has his old uniform its just been demoted to just being a rag by now, his hair isnt bleached anymore but he did try and now its all frizzy and damaged and parts of it dont move in the wind anymore even though all the attempts are long gone cause he had to just cut off the melted parts that went lighter, his septum is pierced he just doesnt have anything to go in it, he has a number of scars from over the years but notable has one one his forehead and the back of his neck from outbreak day!

ruth - dark brown tank and a beige jacket over, dark blue bandana that gets used for everything but primarily sits around her neck, black trousers that stay tucked into her boots, she keeps her hair half up half down and its got loose curls, more scars on her than on thatcher and primarily on her hands, also like thatcher her ears are pierced its just she doesnt have earrings to go in them

adam - zip up black hoodie thats got the ends of the sleeves picked at until theyre just loose threads, brown fingerless gloves that are too big, equally too big red button up he says is enough to work as a coat, white tshirt underhear, on his right wrist is a lil bead bracelet with a rusty metal 'A' initial, mildly torn blue jeans and black converse, he has freckles cause if i ever make a adam design that doesnt have freckles its not me, hairs a bit of a rough chop but its only really noticable when its wet, has several small scars from being a rebellious kid who sneaks out where he shouldnt

jonah - shoulder length curly black hair, one of those sweater with those lil zips at the colour and its dark blue, thick green coat one of those that are loud when you move in them, beige hiking trousers and blue velcro shoes, he had a matching bead bracelet on his left wrist with a rusty metal 'J' attached, he also had a few scars from joining adam on his troublemaking

mark - zip up hoodie and a batman shirt underneath, blue jeans and red velcro sneakers, his hair longer than in canon and he had like a baby mullet when he died

cesar - long scars all over the left side of his body and face, curly hair kept in a short ponytail so its off his face, at least three thick layers of clothing at all times which usually include a thick black winter coat, a thinner red coat and a shirt, black jeans that hes sewn both back together and to have kneepads, steel toe boots that hes had to trade alot for, thick fireproof gloves

joel - wavy hair that he SHOULD tie back but wont even though its past his shoulder blades, a lot of fuzz on his face but not Technically a beard cause its not growing enough to count, single black left glove, old damaged body warmer, long sleeve thick woolen shirt, really dusty light blue jeans, grey sneakers, he has his glasses but the lenses are cracked

dave - rough chop mullet, he still has his mustache its jsut the rest is kinda growing in and he should probably shave soon, wears flannels still!! has a black leather jacket for when its cold but goes without it most the time, keeps his left sleeve rolled up so the fabric doesnt irritate the burns, lost most of his left hand to a explosion but still has his thumb, dark green trousers and black boots, had to forego the sunglasses sadly

sarah - hair cut to just under her ears, large number of scars from over the years, moles like mark and dave, keeps a shotgun on her person at all times, brown leather jacket, light green faded hoodie, light brown trousers and black boots, dark brown leather gloves

evelin - keeps her hair in a loose braid, one of those long sleeve shirts with thumb holes and its black, thin purple jacket over that and then a thick green woolen body warmer over that, black skinny jeans that are badly stained, black boots

o'brien - shoulder length blond hair and short beard, red thick coat over a red flannel and white shirt, really dark blue trousers, brown boots, light green eyes that look really tired

sid (six) - short and greasy black hair, his right side of his face is badly scarred from the gunshot that nearly killed him and took his eye, remaining eye is hazel, black tshirt, giant fuckign eyebags, damaged dark grey jeans, he has a black jacket but leaves it tied around his waist, heavy duty black boots

penelope (preacher) - really deep cheeks that make her look really really tired, long dark brown hair thats held back by a rag tied around her head, light desaturated purple short sleeve shirt, black trenchcoat, deep set grey doe eyes, grey trousers, black sneakers

gabriel - long grey hair kept in a ponytail, deep hypertrophic scars on his cheeks from a glasgow smile, his hands are the only other place scars can be seen on, dark blue eyes, black boots and black trousers that have seen better days with the stains on them, dirty and bloodstained grey button up, unnervingly clean white labcoat with only a few dirt stains near the bottom of it

have you come up w more stuff for your tlou au? ik youve been hyperfocussing a lot on ogtbh but i just wanted to ask 👀

ive been thinking about scenes mostly for it! nothing all that new BUT

in my head i do have everyones designs set in stone, i just dont have the energy to draw them rn yknow? i can share details if you like?

[seijch]

bitches make one post about suna in the smoke grays and suddenly it turns into a full round of headcanons...

content warning. drug use (vaping)

TERUSHIMA: man i swear do NOT put this man on the aux!!!!!! some ppl do not believe in paying for a streaming service and i hate to break it to you but yuuji is one of them,,, Want A Break From The Ads? If You Tap Now To Watch A Short Video, You’ll Receive Thirty Minutes Of Ad Free Music type beat... its not even worth it at this point 🤮🤮🤮 his pre-work fits always go hard. shops exclusively on stockx and buys apparel from the store if he fucks w it (and when it goes on sale ... original retail price kinda expensive tho). surprisingly good w the elderly? no one expects it from him but he ALWAYS gets compliments from them and no one else ever wants to deal w the crabby old people so they send him in for a quick and easy sale 🤝🏻

SUNA: ALWAYS vaping in the back. if youre near him in the stockroom hell blow the smoke in your face. punch him. do it. this is the aisle where there are no cameras. BIG sneakerhead but doesnt like to answer questions nskdfsd you could b asking him if a shoe is good for running nd he hits you w that “idk i just work here” and WALKS AWAY. like i KNOW you work here bitch thats the fucking point!!!! his shoe game is always on point so he always gets questions since people think he knows what hes talking abt (he does,, But 😐😐😐)

SHIRABU: at the register. designated cashier, only here because tuition does NOT pay itself... air max supremacist; owns three pairs of air max 270s in the most BASIC colorways 😐 judges customers when they walk in. if he sees someone trying to fake flex he WILL gag. once saw a man and his son with the toyota logo hanging from their matching gold chains and hasnt recovered since.

KOGANEGAWA: gets LOST in the stockroom and is always 🧍‍♂️ when he does. compliments the scent of whatever flavor puff bar suna blows into his face. isnt in the work gc when he first gets hired bc he has an android NJKSDSA but eventually upgrades and is welcomed in (but overuses animojis unironically.....baby please youre embarrassing us). absolute king. one of the best sellers on the floor during back to school season; the mans a high-five machine!! the kids love him. (as they should!)

ATSUMU: gets confused for yuuji from behind a LOT and bitch if this doesnt PISS HIM OFF!!!!!!! youd rlly think that having another person out there w the same exact face as you would train you to handle this shit better but guess not bc tsumu gets SO mad he stomps off to the back and has to 🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️ for a bit..... osamu works at the food place two doors down and tells all the cashiers to make him pay full price, fuck a mall discount SDJAKDA there are too many pictures on his ig story of him and suna (reluctantly taken by aran) holding shoes to their ears like theyre the latest iphone. someone stop them before i reach thru the screen and shit in their shoes.

KINDAICHI: originally started working just to make money and knew NOTHING about shoes but bitch did he get INTO IT!!!! yeezy or bust, baby!!!!!! his go to work shoes are the tail lights but he also owns the desert sages (among others). his bank acc is NOT HAPPY,,, homie spends more money than he makes at his shitty minimum wage job 😭 once he learned the Shoe Lore he rlly came into his own as a solid seller but i would not be lying if i said before then he was on stock duty ....

ARAN: mvp of the store!!! gets along w the kids, gets along w the older folks, can hold a conversation w the sneakerheads, you name it hes got it !!!!!! on track to become an assistant manager if he so chooses -- the manager is alr begging him to come on full time but he doesnt wanna tie himself down to a life of selling shoes, yk? has people coming to the store just to see HIM like its a fucking host club. admittedly not as into shoes as someone like suna or tanaka,, definitely knows how to appreciate a Good Shoe but is halfway between a casual and a Full Sneakerhead tbh...

TANAKA: you wouldnt believe it but he is the KING of shoecare, both in usage and in sales! doesnt care as much when it comes to his regular old volleyball asics but when hes at work or out on the town? the flex is honestly UNREAL...catch him slacking, i dare you. shits on anyone who buys a team jordan like ,,, ok gatekeeper! his collection of retro jordans reaches almost concerning levels and refuses to sell any of them. he hasnt worn a good third of them, either (hes waiting for That Moment, whatever the fuck THAT means). only slightly above terushima when it comes to aux privileges. (theres also a video of him in the stockroom wearing nothing but booty shorts at the top of a ladder lipsyncing the lyrics to chandelier by sia. dont ask.)

BOKUTO: THE customer service guy. he spends small amounts of money like nobodys business but is lowkey scared of big purchases... drops $15 for food eight times a week like its nothing but wont buy a pair of $180 shoes... ok. as a result his collection is nowhere near as big as some of the other guys but he treasures them all and takes very good care of them!!! knows JUST what to say to warm any kind of customer up to him (gets hit on a lot, much to the dismay of tanaka nd yuuji)... also has a lot of former customers recognize him (its the hair) and he just has to go 😃 haha hey! every time.

NISHINOYA: whenever he cant reach smth and needs to be out on the floor asap he can and WILL climb up the shelves of the stockroom like a fucking MONKEY NKSFSN 😭😭😭 the authority when it comes to shoes for running, hiking, the gym, etc. if its outdoors leave it to him! had a pair of 270s but the bubble POPPED the one time he used the ladders as he came down..........hes literally traumatized and ALWAYS brings it up whenever he shares a shift w shirabu (who has since asked to not be scheduled w noya due to a “difference in beliefs” MSFSDS)

FUTAKUCHI: ive said it before but hes one of Those People thats worked half the stores in the damn mall so he was hired as a cashier during the holiday szn and left the company a few months later. youd think hed get along w fellow cashier shirabu but 😃 the manager avoids scheduling them together unless the stores gonna be busy bc one of them is gonna wanna use “the better register” and get mad when the other claims it first .... like theyre both FUNCTIONAL arent they??? 😭😭 does NOT give a shit abt shoes!!! never even learned the stockroom, just kinda figured it out as he went along...whenever someone asks him for their size in a shoe he hands it off to someone on the floor unless he cant avoid it (but believe it or not he will always give that person the sale...unless its suna bc he knows suna doesnt give a fuck)

@wackatoshi​ jic you dont see it when it drops 😚😚

[silver-colour]

fic: The Long Road Home

Summary: Martin was just going outside for a walk, and then the world ended. Now he has to find his way home, to Jon, before it’s too late. AKA Martin’s pov of the events of MAG160

Tags: h/c, panic attacks, canon-typical comfort (theyre alive and together); all dialogue you recognize is from mag160

Written for @themagnuswriters TMA h/c week, day 7, for the prompt “panic attack”

Read the whole fic under the Read More, or HERE on Ao3

And HERE is the Ao3 collection for all my fics this week!

“Obviously I’m going to tell you if I see any good cows,” Martin said, already turning around to grab his coat. The days had been getting much colder and windier since their arrival in Scotland. If they were going to stay here all winter one or both of them might have to travel to a larger town to get some winter gear.

As he pulled on his boots Martin started making a mental list of things they might need: coats and hats, definitely, and possibly sturdier shoes as well. Strangely enough the cabin had a large collection of gloves, in which they should be able to find some to last them the winter. What they really needed was food, some stuff they could stockpile.

As Martin locked the door behind him he had to suppress a shudder. He had gotten rather good at stockpiling food with long shelf life since the Hive attacked him. And gods, didn’t that feel like ages ago now? The memories were still enough to wake him at night, sometimes, both in London and here. Whenever he woke from worm-infested dreams, he had to check the cupboards, and the fridge, and see if there was enough food there to last them a long time.

It’s a compulsion he hasn’t been able to rid himself of, even if it wasn’t the worst thing to be compulsive about. As Jon had put it once, after finding Martin in the kitchen at impossibly-early-AM: “it can’t hurt to be prepared, right?”

So Martin had been bringing extra groceries every time he went down to the village. A few cans of food here, some dried pasta or bottled water there. Their stores were doing alright, but if they wanted to be comfortable for the winter, instead of just surviving, he’d have to look into getting some nicer things as well. Perhaps some extra fruit preserves, and dried meat?

Still compiling lists and thinking about recipes (more tea, definitely more tea, and should he already be preparing for Christmas? What if they got snowed in? They should check the shed out back, make sure there was enough firewood as well), Martin emerged from the stretch of forest behind the cabin.

Looking up the hill he could see the clouds tumbling and chasing each other across the sky in the same wind that grabbed at his coat. Definitely getting colder– soon it wouldn’t even be decent hiking weather without wearing a scarf and hat. The path uphill meandered and circled, sometimes branching off to go downhill and up the next one. Martin was halfway up the path, about to take the corner that would bring him back in view of their safehouse, when he felt the winds pick up, ike someone flipped a switch.

For a moment Martin had to lean his entire weight against the sudden gale of wind, then it lapsed as abruptly as it started, leaving Martin to tumble over his feet around the corner. He hit the ground hard, cushioning his fall with his arms, tearing his coat in the progress. He blinked, dazed for a moment, resting his head on his arms for a breath before getting up.

Had it been only a moment? A creeping, sneaking fear whispered the question in his mind. Hasn’t it been much longer? Aren’t you lost out here, aren’t you hurt, and abandoned, and alone?

The light had changed in the short(had it been short?) time he’d closed his eyes– still enough to see, but it looked more like twilight now than mid-day. He’d have to go home right away, Jon must be worried by now. Fighting the pain in his arms as well as the creeping fear, Martin struggled upright, attempting to wipe the mud of his knees, his coat, and blinked.

He looked around at where the safehouse should have been visible. Instead there was… everything– nothing– certainly not what had been there when he left. The path down the hill was a mess of spirals, and confusing roads crossing, linking up and breaking off. The forest at the foot of the hill seemed to loom, even though Martin stood higher than the forest. It appeared to reach for him, for the surrounding land, as though it wanted to reclaim it all, and keep it forever in it’s choking, wooded embrace.

And then there was the sky. Though the wild winds were still there, now pulling in many different, unpredictable directions, the sky had lost all clouds. Its colour was one no sky should ever, could ever be. That of bruises both old and new, and in it was– God. That was no moon or sun. That looked entirely too much like– like an eye.

You’re alone, now, Martin, and so very, very lost. Who will find you now, Martin Blackwood, out here where no one knows you, where none remember you–

He shook his head, attempting to get rid of the whispers, the all too familiar thoughts burrowing into their old places again. He didn’t have time for this, he had to get back to Jon.

Could this be caused by a ritual? The rituals weren’t supposed to work at all, Jon had said. He’d said it would never work to only bring a part of the Whole That Is Fear into this world. Yet this looked an awful lot like someone had succeeded. Whatever this mess was, he had to get back.

Surveying the crooked path Martin dimly wondered whose ritual this was supposed to be. Were those spirals moving? He’d never find his way back across those. He stared straight downhill, at the impossibly looming forest, to where he knew the cabin should be– to where Jon was.

Dead ahead and downhill then? The way would be rocky, and dangerously slippery, and the going very slow. But it was more likely to keep him going in the right direction. Martin dreaded losing sight of the forest, and the-place-where-the-safehouse-was. Somehow it felt like he’d never see it again, if he followed the spinning, twisted path back around the corner.

Path decided, Martin straightened his back, pushed down the thoughts spiralling in his head (you’ll never make it Martin, what will Jon think when he finds you’ve abandoned him? Perhaps he’ll be glad–) and started the climb down.

Climbing was hard, much harder than it had looked from the path, rocks loosening up when he tried to steady himself, edges scratching at his palms, and his knees, slowing him down even as they tried to throw him down.

Every step felt unprepared, rushed and unsafe, yet took forever. When Martin crossed a new path, this one twisting in a gravity-defying way, he slumped down for a moment to catch his breath. Looking down he still had so very far to go– looking down the impossible path it tempted him again, to just take the road, it’s a little longer, sure, but won’t it be easier, and faster in the end?

It was unnerving, how accurately it knew his thoughts, what way best to tempt him into what would certainly be an endless maze. It sounded so much better. Which was why he couldn’t trust it, could not take that path.

Further down, ever further down he climbed, for what could be hours, and felt like days. Martin lost all sense of time, but surely, surely the hill hadn’t been this high this morning? Or even when he stood up there on the path, and made the decision to climb down?

A rock shifted under his feet, then a second one slipped loose in his hand and he was falling, plunging down, far too fast–

When he opened his eyes he found himself staring up at the wrong-sky above, one of the eyes (hadn’t there been only one before?) staring straight down at him. With consciousness pain flooded through him, telling him he was bruised and battered all over. More than that he could feel himself being watched, being Seen, and coldly judged, and left alone to suffer his pain.

And really, truly, wasn’t this what Loneliness was? Worse than inside the Lonely, where he felt nothing but loneliness, here he was: Seen, Known, lying on the ground at what might as well be the end of everything; to be out here without anything, no one to help him, no one to save him, all alone–

Martin curled up on his side, bruised limbs protesting loudly at his every movement. He might as well be in the Lonely again; the result was the same, and the pain would be less.

A cold washed over him, a feeling of distance, from himself, from the Eyes and the spiralling paths, from the pain in his limbs and the despair in his heart. The Lonely had never quite let him go, and was coming back for him now, to suffocate him in nothingness; to bring him back to that place where he didn’t have to care that no one would miss him. After all, it was his own choice this time. Better to be Alone, than the stay, and see the aftershocks of the death of the world he once knew. His only regret was–

Jon.

Jon was still out there. What was Martin doing, what was he thinking? Jon was still waiting for him, he had to be– perhaps he was even looking for Martin right now. He had to get back to Jon. Jon might know (might Know) what to do, how to fix this– this thing that was no longer their world.

Under even louder protest Martin unfurled his limbs and slowly, very slowly stood back up. He was at the bottom of the hill; he’d made it down! Not the way he’d wanted to, but certainly faster than his descent thus far had been. His jeans were torn in several places, and his coat would certainly not help him in the winter– would there still be a winter? Martin could feel that cold creeping back at the thought, and willed himself to start moving.

He could worry about wintery weather when it arrived. There were bigger problems for now.

Here at the bottom of the hill the forest seemed even more ominous than it had before, malevolent roots seemed to reach for him, whip-like branches twisting in his direction, and despite the fact that the larger-than-life trees obstructed any view of the sky he felt Watched. Perhaps the Eyes wouldn’t be stopped by something as simple as wood and leaves. Or perhaps there was something in the forest watching him.

Martin quickened his pace. Despite his aching legs, and complaining back and bruised everything, he had to get through this. He had to reach Jon. So despite the oppressive fear that hung like webs between the trees, the need to make himself small, and the feeling of have-to-hide, he squared his shoulders and walked on.

The forest watched his every move, his every step, but now that he didn’t need to climb a rocky slope Martin could pay attention to the path. He avoided several gnarled roots that attempted to trip him, and never strayed from the road. This path, at least, had not been affected by the spirals on the hill. Somehow, Martin got the feeling that the forest would not have let that happen.

After a meaninglessly long amount of time, Martin emerged from the tangled forest. Up ahead, at the normal distance from the forest where it had stood before, was their safehouse. It looked the same, untainted and unmoved by the changed world around it. Which might have been worrying, if Martin had stopped to think about it.

He did not. Martin broke into a sprint the moment he saw the cabin, running for the door, and– it was locked.

Of course it was locked, he’d locked the door himself. Fumbling the key into the lock, he whispered a thanks to whatever gods might still be listening that he hadn’t lost it along the way. The door opened with a now-familiar creak, and Martin made himself lock it again behind him before going any further.

Jon was unconscious, lying on the kitchen floor, the new statements scattered around the table and floor.

“Jon? Jon wake up, please, Jon, wake up!” Martin was frantic, and Jon was not moving at all, so he slapped him.

A dazed blink: “Uh– Wh– Martin?” Another blink, as Jon began to look less dazed. “Wha– Oh god. What– What happened?”

Martin could cry, from fear, from the release, for the fact that Jon was alive, and Martin wasn’t alone.

“I- I don’t know; everything– It’s all gone wrong!”

“Help me up,” Jon made to move, and Martin helped him up, supporting them both against the edge of the kitchen table. Then Jon tried to move for the door.

“No– don’t, don’t go outside. It’s– It’s real bad, Jon” Martin breathed. But Jon seemed determined to see, to Know what happened. He limped over to the window instead.

“Oh god.”

“I- I don’t know if it’s just here, or–,“ Martin started, to explain, or to stop Jon from looking outside, to distract him and divert his attention back to Martin.

“No. No, it’s everywhere. They’re all here now,” Jon’s voice was shaking, yet he spoke with a certainty of Knowing that unsettled Martin. “I can feel all of it.”

“Jon. Jon, I’m scared,” in another time, another place, Martin might have felt ashamed to admit it. Here and now, the words barely seemed enough to convey what he felt.

“The whole world is afraid, Martin. Because of me,” he choked out a laugh, and that laugh hurts Martin more than anything Jon just said. “And The Watcher drinks it all in.” He laughed more fully, yet the edges of it were ragged and sharp.

“John?” Martin’s voice was barely more than a whisper.

“Look at the sky, Martin. It’s looking back,” Jon laughed, deranged, distant, and this needs to stop, now.

Martin might not be able to fix their situation, (a situation Jon caused, he said?) but he could at least try and stop Jon. Because the way he’s laughing? It sounded like Jon might as well be crying. Martin shuffled over to the window and dragged the curtain closed.

He knows the sky is looking, and he understands a little bit better why the sky might be looking at them. He was out there, just now. Before. However long ago. It felt like he’d been gone for days at times. If he was, then Jon must have been unconscious for all that time. Or perhaps Martin just got the time he spent Out There wrong.

But he came back, they're together and that’s more important than anything else. He folded Jon in his arms in a bearhug and just held him. Jon’s laughter slowly turned into sobbing, as whatever he Saw, as the Knowledge of what he has done washes over him.

Jon clung to Martin like a lifeline through the sobs that racked him. They stand like that for a long, long time, before Jon stopped shaking. He never let go of Martin.

“Come on, Jon. I’ll make us some tea.”

A snort, something that might still be either laugh or sob escaped Jon. “What’s the use of tea, Martin? What is the point of anything, now? We cannot sit here and pretend everything is normal!”

“Of course not, Jon!” Martin said, perhaps more exasperated than he really felt. Mostly what he felt was fear. “But that doesn’t mean it isn’t still nice to have something warm to hold.”

Hidden in Martin’s arms Jon whispered something that sounded suspiciously like “I’m already holding something warm.”

A small smile found its way onto Martin’s face. “Let me find some tea, and we’ll move to the couch. Then we’ll figure out what to do next alright?”

Jon nodded against his chest. “One step at a time, and the first step is tea.”

“The first step is tea,” Martin agreed.

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[whore---ible]

hella bored once again. jk i just really like quizzes.

1: when you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk? 50/50 2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day? i hate the cold and i hate wind 3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books? tissue hahaha 4: how do you take your coffee/tea? i like mocchacino or a latte 5: are you self-conscious of your smile? yes? 6: do you keep plants? no i’m not good for their health but i would like to 7: do you name your plants? no i just told you i’m a murderer -_- 8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings? i write 9: do you like singing/humming to yourself? yea 10: do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach? whatever i feel like doing 11: what’s an inner joke you have with your friends? im so white im translucent 12: what’s your favorite planet? the little prince’s planet 13: what’s something that made you smile today? my mom was being funny earlier. i rarely see her like that. 14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like? white, minimalistic but super artistic at the same time. 15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is! no 16: what’s your favorite pasta dish? alfredo/mushroom 17: what color do you really want to dye your hair? i like my white hair rn but i miss my pink hair 18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up. i did twerk on a car that was at a red light in the street juste beside a bar. everybody was looking at me….. i was so drunk i puked just after that lil dance. 19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it? i rarely write in it but i write who i had sex with and who i love and things like that so i’ll be able to stalk them when i’m older 20: what’s your favorite eye color? green 21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that’s been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces. my little black leather backpack. 22: are you a morning person? not at all 23: what’s your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations? netflix and chill 24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets? nop 25: what’s the weirdest place you’ve ever broken into? an “haunted” hospital 26: what are the shoes you’ve had for forever and wear with every single outfit? my high top white vans 27: what’s your favorite bubblegum flavor? mint 28: sunrise or sunset? sunset, but watching the sunrise is always funnier bc i guess im drunk with my friends somewhere cool 29: what’s something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing? i dont know man. i think they are all super cute when they laugh. 30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared? yes, in bali, its too long to explain but i thought i would die or get kidnapped or whatever 31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks. i dont really care. i mostly wear black socks. i would like to have some cooler socks but i cant find them anywhere. i dont know where to buy fuxking socks man. 32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends. im always with friends after 3AM come on 33: what’s your fave pastry? croissant 34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it? dont remember 35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? do you use them often? 36: which band’s sound would fit your mood right now? i’m into massive attack these days 37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean? i like it clean but im a mess 38: tell us about your pet peeves! my pets are boring af 39: what color do you wear the most? black and grey 40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what’s it’s story? does it have any meaning to you? im slways always always wearing 4 rings. two that i bought when i was leaving for bali, one i bought in cuba i think and one i received as a gift after i had a threesome bc the girl didnt want me to forget her 41: what’s the last book you remember really, really loving? charlotte before christ 42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it! cafellini, my friend owns it 43: who was the last person you gazed at the stars with? i cant remember  44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything? dont know. its rare. 45: do you trust your instincts a lot? yasssss 46: tell us the worst pun you can think of. huh 47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe? why the fuck would i ban any food i love food 48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today? being kidnapped. and yes it is. 49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought? not really. the last one was from de band “scyzzors” 50: what’s an odd thing you collect? all my bracelet from differents event i go 51: think of a person. what song do you associate with them? les sentiments humains - pierre lapointe 52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far? …. 53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? heathers? beetlejuice? pulp fiction? what do you think of them? those are some cool classic movies 54: who’s the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face? cath 55: what’s the most dramatic thing you’ve ever done to prove a point? i kissed someone to make sure i could still be attract by men 56: what are some things you find endearing in people? big smile, kindness, honesty 57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. how did it make you feel? did you dramatically reenact the lyrics? won’T do that 58: who’s the wine mom and who’s the vodka aunt in your group of friends? why? i think we’re all wine moms lol

59: what’s your favorite myth? that people get wild when its full moon

60: do you like poetry? what are some of your faves? yea i like contemporary poets 61: what’s the stupidest gift you’ve ever given? the stupidest one you’ve ever received? i gave nothing for my mom'd last birthday bc i was in bali... that was stupid. i received an unmbrella last christmas. i never use fucking umbrellas. 62: do you drink juice in the morning? which kind? nop. just water and coffee. 63: are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be? im fussy about my book, not my music. 64: what color is the sky where you are right now? grey 65: is there anyone you haven’t seen in a long time who you’d love to hang out with? sure 66: what would your ideal flower crown look like? super simple. a crown in delicate wood with some pink and white orchids. 67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel? i'm a little bit scared but i find it beautiful. 68: what’s winter like where you live? fucking cold. too much snow. 69: what are your favorite board games? i would say destiny wheel. but i prefer cards. 70: have you ever used a ouija board? yes 71: what’s your favorite kind of tea? green tea 72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you’ll forget it? yesss 73: what are some of your worst habits? im a mess 74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns. ughhh 75: tell us about your pets! theyre fucking cute but soooo boring. im allergic to them tho so maybe thats why i found them so boring lol. 76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren’t? hmmmm nop 77: pink or yellow lemonade? yellow 78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub? h8club 79: what’s one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you? i dont know man people do cute things all the time you just have to open ur eyes 80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color? if so, why? yea three walls are white and one is black. it makes the room look bigger. 81: describe one of your friend’s eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of. uasjdbskfd 82: are/were you good in school? yea  83: what’s some of your favorite album art?  84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones? nan i think i have enough for now 85: do you read comics? what are your faves? nop 86: do you like concept albums? which ones? 87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives? hmmmm café de flore 88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy? i dont know 89: are you close to your parents? i dont talk to my father and i have a difficult relationship w my mom 90: talk about your one of you favorite cities. i loooooove montreal, especially in the summer 91: where do you plan on traveling this year? maybe ill return to bali 92: are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch? i’m drowning in cheese 93: what’s the hairstyle you wear the most? almost my natural hair, they have waves 94: who was the last person you know to have a birthday? me 95: what are your plans for this weekend? i’ll get drunk for sure bc it’s my weekends birthday 96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot? i procrastinate, there are tooooo many 97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house? zodiac 98: when’s the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it? this autumn, and yea it was cool 99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them. i have a lot of those 100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why? 5 years in the past so i would do things differently