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[andyridgeley]

At home I like to drink hot chocolate with a shot of Irish whiskey in it for an extra kick! (if you drink alcohol)

OHH!!!! ok yes yes yes, baileys irish creme is my alcohol!! i love putting it in hot cocoa or egg nog if it’s in season it’s fantastic, i don’t know if i’ve had whiskey before i genuinely can’t think of a time when i have, but i love it!! totally on board with this! 

[rossmccallsqueen]

Music and Lyrics

Brian May x Fem!Reader

Summary: You and Brian have just had a beautiful little girl, but she doesn’t have a name yet.

Warnings: N/A (just lots of fluff)

Word count: 1.6K (I know it’s short I’m sorry)

A/N: I know it’s been awhile and I’m so sorry y’all. Quarantine has not been my friend, but I’m so happy to be writing again. I hope you enjoy!

Nine months later and here you were, in your hospital room, absolutely exhausted. You’d been told time and time again that being pregnant and giving birth were truly tiring, but now that you were experiencing it first hand it was an entirely different ball game. It was your first pregnancy after all, so this was so new to you. Your saving grace had been your husband. Brian was not a first-time dad, but this was his first with you. He had been so excited throughout your whole pregnancy, wanting to experience all of your firsts with you.

You knew it was because he hated himself for missing those things with his other children. He was going to be there the whole time, he told you. And he had been. When the two of you had heard your daughter’s heartbeat for the first time you remembered Brian had tears in his eyes. You could tell this was special to him, and the love you felt for him was indescribable in those moments.

You would be lying to yourself if you hadn’t been nervous about Brian becoming a dad again. In the back of your mind, there was that little worry that he wouldn’t give your daughter as much attention and things like that. Every time you’d convince yourself out of it but for some reason, the thought wouldn’t go away. Anxiety was a funny thing sometimes when it came to things like that, you thought. Brian was amazing with his other kids. He had spent so long righting his wrongs with them, and you felt he had done so.

But what if the same things happened again? You didn’t want him to be the dad that your daughter only sees once every couple of weeks. Everyone knows the early years are so important to a child’s well being and life in the long run. You looked over at him, as he was asleep on the couch chair thing that the hospital always puts next to the bed for dads when their significant other was in labor. He looked peaceful, unlike yourself. You’d think that after pushing a whole baby out of you that you’d be tired enough to sleep, but apparently not.

You thought you should at least try to shut your eyes. Maybe then you would be able to trick yourself into falling asleep, but you had your doubts. Just because your eyes were closed, didn’t mean that your brain would turn off at the same time.

Not long after you started to trick yourself into falling asleep, you heard a soft knock on the door.

“Yeah?” You heard Brian say.

“I saw Mum was asleep, so I thought Dad would want to spend some time with the little one. Still no name yet?

“Not yet. I would love to take her.” Brian responded. Small coos came from her mouth as Brian gently took her from the nurse. Followed by the nurse’s footsteps out of the room and the door shut, you opened your eyes just enough to see Brian lean back against his chair bed with your daughter on his chest.

That was another thing that had been on your mind, trying to figure out her name. Whenever one of you came up with something the other one didn’t like it. You were about to ask Freddie because he had named Tiger Lily for Roger. Freddie seemed to be the best at coming up with names. But Brian insisted. He thought that the two of you should come up with it since it was your first child. You just had a child and there were a million things on your mind, no wonder you couldn’t sleep.

You peeked your eye open again one more time, and you saw Brian kissing your daughter’s forehead. He had tucked her in under his t-shirt and was rubbing her back. You kind of wished that you weren’t pretending to be asleep so that you could get the camera out and take a picture. However the more you looked, the more you could tell it was a special moment.

“I cannot believe we still don’t have a name for you, little one. I thought your brother and sister were small, but you give a new meaning to the word.” He spoke so softly. It would always amaze you how he could sing so loudly on stage, but talk so softly to tiny humans.

“You’re absolutely beautiful, just like your mum. You’ve got my nose though, you poor thing. Your mum will say I have a wonderful nose but I’m not so sure that I agree with her.” You smiled, as he was right. You loved Brian’s nose. She started getting a little fussy, and Brian kissed her again.

“Would you like to hear a song? Yeah how about we sing a song. You’ll grow up hearing lots of it baby girl.”

Isn’t she lovely? Isn’t she wonderful?

Isn’t she precious? Less than one minute old

I never thought through love we’d be, making one as lovely as she

But isn’t she lovely, made from love?

He was singing one of your favorite Stevie Wonder songs. He had sung it to her while she was growing inside you, so you knew he would sing it to her once she was born. Your damn hormones were making your eyes water looking at the two of them because it was so sweet. Any worries that you had about Brian before were slowly starting to go out the window. You could already tell that his whole heart and more loved your daughter. Within a day, she was already your whole world.

Isn't she pretty? Truly the angel's best

Boy, I'm so happy, We have been Heaven blessed

I can't believe what God has done

Through us, He's given life to one

But isn't she lovely made from love?

Brian made the song sound like something completely new. His voice had put your daughter to sleep and it was starting to do the same thing to you. You didn’t want to fall asleep yet though, you wanted to watch how precious Brian was being with your daughter. Then it came to you again, you still hadn’t thought of a name for her.

You’d already suggested just about every name you could think of. At least the ones that you’d read in all the baby books you’d been given. She was already looking to be a Daddy’s girl, so maybe Brian would think of something.

You watched the two of them a little bit more. Brian continued to sing and your daughter didn’t make a fuss. His voice was like magic to her. That daddy daughter bond was definitely one to be taken seriously. She had Brian wrapped around her little finger so tightly already.

She had a head full of hair, which she definitely got from Brian. You could see the little curls forming on the top of her head, just like his. She had his nose and his hair, but he’d told you that she had your eyes and your smile (which he had also said were the best features to get). You wanted to hold her, but at the same time it was the sweetest thing getting to observe them. Brian had paused in his singing, and you took the chance to “wake up” from your nap.

“Hello love, who do you have there?” You asked. Brian looked up at you and a warm smile spread across his face.

“Just our little one. She’s the most beautiful little girl I’ve ever laid my eyes on. How did we create something like this?” He kissed her forehead one more time.

“I’ve been asking myself that since she got here. But ya know what?”

“What is it my love?” Brian could barely take his eyes off your daughter.

“She still doesn’t have a name. Maybe we should come up with one?” You suggested, a little smile showing in your tone.

“That might be a good idea, yes.” He laughed a little, and got up out of his chair while holding your daughter tightly in his arms. She was so small his arms almost swallowed her. You moved a little so that Brian could sit down with you on the bed. He maneuvered so that your daughter was laying on the bed in front of you two so that you could both get a good look at her.

“Any ideas Mr. May?” You asked.

“Not a one. How about you Mrs. May?” It always made you feel all warm and glowy inside when he called you that. That would definitely never get old.

“I think I have one.” You smiled. You’d finally thought of it.

“Care to share with the class?” He raised an eyebrow and you couldn’t help but laugh.

“I heard you singing to her. She loved the sound of your voice, it was almost like magic. So I think we should call her Melody.” You looked at Brian for his reaction. His eyes lit up like it was Christmas, and you knew that was the one.

“That’s it. That’s her name! Melody May. What a wonderful name for a wonderful little girl made from love.”

But isn’t she lovely? Made from love.

———————

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[ladrondearte]

#thousandlies #cutmedownthemiddle #abitoffameandfortune #madeupmymind #fountain #piazzasolferino #ifyoucouldonlysee #torino #deep #saturdaysun (presso Turin, Italy)

[mynameisfate]

Three thousandly damn it!

“My nights are for over-thinking; my days are for over-sleeping.”

— Hedonist Poet (via perfeqt)

[kird-the-kid]

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[andyridgeley]

mikewarren said: you wear black pants, black socks & shoes typically, and then you can do a light pop of colour if you're feeling bold audreyjensensexual said: Blue purple shirt 😍😍 one-thousandlies said: Black pants and shoes are a must. Typically a colored shirt may be too much but if it's not too formal of a meeting than a little color won't hurt ————————————————— all VERY good advice and pretty much what i was thinking as well...anyone want photos to vote for 👀

[rossmccallsqueen]

HC: Fall activities with Gwilym 🎃✨

He would totally be all over doing cute fall things with you

The first day of fall he was already getting our the Halloween decorations

Honestly you knew you loved this man for a reason

He even went to the store and got pumpkins for the two of you to paint

You chose to paint the pumpkins because who wants rotting pumpkins so fast after they’re carved? No one that’s who 🎃

Gwilym painted a ghost and you chose to paint a black cat!

You thought Gwilyms was better but he said yours was

Sadly with the coming of fall also means seasonal depression yayyyy

And Gwilym knew you weren’t feeling the best lately

Not only was work exhausting you but the seasonal depression did not help one bit

It was a Friday afternoon when you came home from work and dropped all your stuff at the door because you didn’t have the energy to carry it all the way upstairs

“Babe is that you???” You heard him yell from the kitchen

“Yeah it’s me!” You yelled back, your voice even sounded tired

He came around the corner with a kitchen towel over his shoulder, a sight you were used to seeing. His arms were already out stretched waiting for you

Gwilym was actually a great cook tbh

“Bad day today?” He asked and you nodded against his chest

“Well turn that frown upside down because we have a nice fall night planned!”

“Oh really?” You raised an eyebrow. You hadn’t had date night in awhile

“I have dinner on the stove, an apple pie in the oven, and cider in the fridge. Hocus pocus is ready to go on our tv upstairs and these arms are primed for cuddling!”

The man really had thought of everything ❤️😭

Like for real the night was already perfect

“How about we get you some dinner and warm cider?”

“You really are the best aren’t you?” You asked, giving him another hug

“I mean maybe..!” He leaned down and gave you a kiss, and for dinner for the two of you

After you finished eating you took your cider and pie upstairs because you were too excited to get cuddling

It had been a really hard week and this was exactly what you needed

The room was all lit up with candles and the Hocus Pocus main screen was on. You could even smell your favorite fall candle

“Gwil you didn’t have to do all this” you could almost cry

“I wanted to. I want to give you the best, because you deserve the best.”

You got all settled in and ate your pie, of course with Gwilym’s arms around you

You felt a sense of peace and home and you honestly couldn’t get more comfortable

“It’s not all hocus pocus is it babe?” He asked and you nodded. You definitely felt better now ❤️

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[rogerscupboard]

Nights End With Your Breath (Joe Mazzello x Reader)

Synopsis: It’s Valentine’s Day, and Joe is late. Luckily, he’s got a surprise or two in store for you. 1.8k words, fluff with a touch of innuendo.

A/N: HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY, EVERYONE! i’m so excited to share this fic with all of you!!! this was written as part of @dtfrogertaylor​‘s valentine’s day fic challenge, and it was written specially for.... *drum roll* @brianprobablywill​!!! it was so so lovely to be assigned to a mutual that i already care so much about!! i hope you enjoy this sweet, fluffy piece (with a touch of innuendo) written just for you <3 tip: listen to cold/mess by prateek kuhad while reading!

FIC BEGINS BELOW THE CUT!

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You hummed to yourself as you lay back on the couch, stirring your coffee absently. You had gotten home from work a little over an hour ago, but with Joe not yet home, your evening had been pretty lowkey, despite the fact that it was Valentine’s Day. The two of you had been dating for a little over a year, and although this wasn’t the first time you’d be spending the holiday together, it was your first time sharing it as a serious couple. That is, it was supposed to be. The text he had sent you just before you had arrived at your shared apartment stated otherwise.

Hey babe, gonna be a little late tonight. Thinking of you! XO

You let out a small sigh as the message ran through your head once again. True, you didn’t want to make a huge deal out of the holiday, but you had hoped for, at the very least, some quality time with him… even if that meant just cuddling on the couch before being whisked away to the bedroom. Usually, you arrived home from work at the same time, but the clock was nearing seven, and he still wasn’t back. 

Suddenly, as if on cue, you were jolted from your thoughts by a dull, thudding knock on the apartment door, making you jump. He carried a key, so why wasn’t he unlocking the door himself? You set your mug down on the coffee table and walked to the door curiously, hoping that it was Joe, and not some stranger knocking at your door after dark.

When you swung the door open, however, your mouth dropped wide for another reason.

Joe was standing there, grinning sheepishly, holding not only the biggest bouquet of flowers you’d ever seen, but also a stack of boxes bearing the name of your favorite sushi restaurant.

“Sorry I’m late,” he said, looking at you with a playful glint in his eye that made your heart skip a beat. “But I do come bearing gifts.”

You laughed a little in disbelief, realizing now why he hadn’t been able to use the key.

“I thought you forgot what day it was!” you giggled, moving out of the way so he had a clear path for entry. “Get inside, babe, it’s cold out there.”

“Sometimes I prefer to be mysterious,” he smirked, wiggling his eyebrows, making you roll your eyes and gesture once again for him to come inside. He listened to you this time, but paused in front of you as he entered, leaning in and giving you an affectionate peck on the forehead. “Happy Valentine’s Day, babe.”

//

Twenty minutes later, a picnic had magically appeared in your living room.

The checkered blanket had been spread haphazardly across the hardwood during a fit of giggles, culminating in Joe throwing you over his shoulder, cheering at his victory as you laughed wildly, playfully drumming your fists against his back.

Once the two of you caught your breath from laughing and he agreed to put you down, you had put the bouquet of yellow flowers in a vase, setting them as the centerpiece of your indoor picnic. Joe grabbed a bottle of wine from the kitchen and the boxes of sushi, and before long, the two of you were reclining on the blanket with your sushi, chopsticks, and drinks.

“Jesus, this Alaska roll is good,” you said in disbelief between chews, and Joe looked expectantly at you, opening his mouth wide as if on cue. You rolled your eyes with a smile, but obliged, grabbing a piece with your chopsticks and feeding it to him, laughing when he tried to chew the whole thing at once “No soy sauce?!” he replied dramatically, mouth full of sushi, and you scoffed playfully at him as he leaned back in mock defeat, rice sticking to his bottom lip.

“You got something there,” you said teasingly, pointing at your own lip for reference, and he arched an eyebrow at you, propping himself back up on his elbow. “Should I get it, or do you want to do it for me?” he asked, wiggling his brows and pursing his lips.

“I guess I have to do everything around here,” you played along, but happily rolled over so your face was inches from his, running your thumb across his bottom lip to take care of the stray rice. The moment your skin made contact with his, your gaze met, his eyes flickering down to your lips, and you couldn’t resist. You let your hand slide to his cheek, running your fingers across his scruff, savoring the half-second of anticipation before letting your lips collide. Your thumb stroked across his cheekbone as he melted into the kiss, the sushi sitting forgotten, if for just a moment.

When the kiss finally broke, he fell back, sighing contentedly, making you giggle.

“That good, huh?” you asked, leaning back on your elbows to reach for another piece of sushi.

“Only one thing could’ve made it better,” he said, looking back up at you earnestly, and you looked at him with interest. “I’m all ears.”

He leaned back, groaning in mock agony.

“Some fucking soy sauce!”

//

“Joe, stop splashing me!” you laughed, waving the dish towel at him, trying to ignore the devious smirk on his face as he shook the water from his hands in your direction, soft music playing from the speaker sitting on the kitchen table. The sushi had been finished, as well as a good portion of the bottle of wine, leaving the two of you with cleanup duty.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, I’m just washing dishes,” he said innocently, turning away, a playful smile tugging at his lips as he picked up another dish, adjusting his rolled-up sleeves.

“Yeah, sure, that’s what they all say,” you teased, rolling your eyes at him as you dried another glass, stifling a giggle at his dramatic scoff.

Before you could say anything else, however, a certain love song started playing through the speaker sitting on the kitchen table, making you gasp a little as you put the glass down on the drying rack.

When I feel cold, I’ll keep you close...

You turned around to find Joe with a goofy grin on his face, stepping back and entering into a sweeping bow, extending his arm out to you. “May I have this dance?”

You laughed, reaching out and placing your hand on top of his. “You may.”

And if I could hold you, and take you home…

He seemed to be glowing as you intertwined your fingers, the space between your bodies shrinking as the world around you melted away. The music surrounded you, his free hand landing on your waist as you looked up at him, meeting his gaze, so tender you could hardly breathe. After all this time, he still gave you butterflies.

I wish I could leave you my love, but my heart is a mess.

He guided you around the kitchen, holding you steady and safe, the look in his eyes enough to keep you floating on air. The soft backdrop of the song kept you in time, Joe’s hand lifting just enough to spin you, twirling on the tips of your toes, before letting yourself fall back into his arms.

My days, they begin with your name, and nights end with your breath.

The moment hung in the air, as if suspended in time, the two of you only half conscious of the smiles that appeared without warning on your faces. It didn’t matter if the dancing wasn’t perfect, if a step was out of time, if a movement left one of you giggling, overwhelmed with affection. Your bodies and steps fit together as if it were meant to be, the kitchen just as good as a ballroom— better than a ballroom. 

And if I could hold you, and take you home…

The song had seemed to last both a moment and for a lifetime, but as the final notes faded out, you found your body pressed up against him, lips centimeters apart, the lyrics hanging in the air.

It was barely a few seconds before his lips were on yours.

His left hand, still positioned on your waist, slid around you, pulling you up against him, while his other hand found its way to the back of your neck, holding you, embracing you, as the kiss deepened just enough to send shivers down your spine.

Breathlessly, the two of you pulled apart, foreheads resting against each other, eyes still closed, unable to open them, unable to think.

You stayed like that for a moment, just holding each other, before your eyes fluttered open at nearly the same time. Your heart grew warm in your chest as your gaze met once more, the tenderness in his expression almost enough to bring you to tears.

“You made this night perfect, Joey,” you said softly, laughing a little, rocking back and forth on your heels, savoring the way he was still holding you. “Especially considering I almost thought you forgot.”

He grinned shyly. “I’d actually been thinking about it for a while… I know we were together last year, but… we’ve come a long way since then.” You nodded, reaching up to stroke his cheek once again.

“I wanted to make it special… special for you,” he continued, squeezing you a little tighter. “Nothing fancy… but something just for us.”

“You were incredible,” you said, looking up at him through your lashes, heart feeling as if it could burst. “I couldn’t have imagined anything better.”

He paused for a moment, looking away for a second, biting his lip.

“Well… the night isn’t exactly over,” he replied, his tone dropping a little, implying a lot, a familiar glint in his eyes. You raised an eyebrow at him, enjoying the way his grip on you tightened just enough to communicate his thoughts.

“Oh yeah? What do you have in mind?” you asked, feigning innocence, blinking up at him with doe eyes.

“Care to follow me and find out?” he quipped back, loosening his grip on you just enough to take your hand once more. You pretended to consider it deeply, making yourself appear lost in thought, leaving him grinning at you, waiting patiently for your dramatics to come to a close. After a few moments, you nodded at him definitively. “I think I’m down for that.”

He pumped his fist in victory, making you laugh as he took your hand, leading you down the hall towards the bedroom you shared, twirling you once again as he closed the door behind you.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Y/N,” he said, letting his hands slide around your waist once more, his smirk making your heart race in anticipation. 

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Joe,” you responded with a grin, only to be met with a kiss as your bodies fell to the bed.

The night was only just beginning.

//

A/N: and that’s the end! just a quick fluffy piece written just for Felicity <3 but i hope y’all enjoyed it!!! if you want to be added to my taglist just let me know, and you can find my complete masterlist here!

[iyikeshu]

#Morningenergy Good morning~~ A thousandli journey is started by taking the first step. #Morningenergy

[mynameisfate]

Damn it. Damn it. Three thousandly damn it! Kan gw jadi keinget lagi. Paling kesel tu ketika lagi ngajar tetiba ingatan itu datang. :''

“what happened to you made you stronger” 

i was a child. i didn’t need to be strong i needed to be safe

[kird-the-kid]

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[and-the-gears-kept-turning]

What we are is the sum of a thousand lies. What we know is almost nothing at all. We are who we are till the day we die or till we don't have the strength to go on.

Rise Against

[prophetbabegod]

is this life? it looked so different in the photos

[andyridgeley]

John Cena or Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson

ahhhh yes, a good pair to put together!! i’ve gotta go with the rock!! 

(send me two names!)

[rossmccallsqueen]

HC for a day at a water park with Joe??

This is adorable omg

“BABE????” You heard joe scream from downstairs. As if he couldn’t come upstairs to ask the question

“Yes Joseph?” You have to yell back

“HAVE YOU SEEN MY BATHING SUIT WITH THE DINOSAURS ON IT??”

You couldn’t help but laugh and also roll your eyes a little bit

The one bathing suit you didn’t want him to wear and he wanted to wear that one

“NO, WHY?” You knew why tho 😂

“I WANTED TO WEAR IT TODAY!” Of course he did lololol

“CANT YOU WEAR A DIFFERENT ONE?”

All you could hear was loud ugh sounds coming from downstairs as he tried searching for it

It’s not that you didn’t want him wearing it, it was just wearing it where people could see is what you were worried about 😂

“I WANNA WEAR THIS ONE!” You sighed and you knew he wasn’t gonna give up

After a half hour of searching it was magically found at the bottom of Joe’s closet where you didn’t expect to find it

But somehow by the grace of the universe you were on your way to the water park

You were really excited because they had these water slides where you could race someone and you wanted to see how many times you could beat joe

Mainly because if you won, he would owe you (If you know what I mean 👀)

“Are you excited babe?” Joe asked, noticing that your foot was taping rapidly. It did that when you were nervous or excited

“Of course I am. I get to spend time with you!”

Joe raised an eyebrow and looked at you funny

“You just want to beat me on the water slides don’t you?”

You nodded excitedly, hoping that you definitely would because it was currently the only thing you had going for the day 😂❤️

In all honesty tho, you were excited to spend time with joe. You hadn’t been able to spend much quality time together lately and you thought going to a water park would be a fun activity for the two of you

You chose two chairs by the wave pool, because you knew you’d end up there for a lot of the day

You honestly can’t go wrong with a wave pool, it was like the ocean but without the salt water you liked to joke (joe would always tell you not really but still)

“Are you ready to get your but whooped Mr. Mazzello?”

“I was BORN ready Mrs. Mazzello!” You always smiled when you called each other that. Being married to joe was the best thing that had ever happened to you

Of course there was no running by the pool so the two of you walked at a brisk pace 😂❤️

“Best of 7?” You asked, and joe nodded

Of course he gave you a kiss before you started because he was still a good sport and he knew he couldn’t resist you (especially if you won)

“READY... SET... GO!”

Of course the first time joe beat you to the bottom, you thought he got a head start

You were so focused on winning that you’d almost forgotten joe was wearing his bathing suit with dinosaurs on it

By the end of it, you were tied at 3-3, and you knew what was riding on it 👀

“Are you ready to lose?” Joe asked, very confident in his winning

“We’ll see won’t we?”

The lifeguard gave you the signal and you closed your eyes so the water wouldn’t hurt them

You felt yourself stop and looked to your left and tHERE WAS NO JOE

YOU WON!!!!

Joe came down seconds later and you wanted to think it was pure luck that you won

Joe of course saw you down there and gave you a pouty face but he got up and came to kiss you anyway

“You know what this means don’t you?” You had the biggest grin on your face

“Oh I know what it means. Why do you think I let you win?”

“YOU DIDNT!”

“Maybe I did, maybe I didn’t. You’ll never know. But you’ll certainly thank me later.” ❤️

And for the rest of the day, you were torn between having fun and wanting to get the hell out of that water park for many reasons 😂

Who knew a water park could be such a fun activity with joe around 👀

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Thanks @m-l-e-p! Guess random facts about myself. Here we go!

Fact #1

When I was in elementary school I accidentally stapled my finger. It happened when I was helping someone, another kid, with the stapler when it was jammed. The staple was stuck in where staples come from and when I was trying to fix it, I felt a pinch. I noticed my finger has the unforgiving staple broke through the skin. When I pulled it out blood started leaking from the area where the staple was. I freaked out a little but I got a bandage afterwards.

Fact #2

I started reading fan fictions and getting into fandoms on a platform called Wattpad. I read a lot of them. Mostly based on video games, Kpop groups and cringeworthy Crush x Reader fanfics because I was curious and lonely in those times. I have written my own work on the platform just for fun and boredom (I still write but mostly ideas). Looking back I realized Wattpad was filled with f*cked up genres I don’t want to mention.

Fact #3

My first fandoms were the Assassin’s Creed games, BatIM and FnaF. I mentioned in my bio I am a Multi-fandom kind of person. At first I was fine with the first layer of the fandoms until they got so weird and messed up. I moved on to other fandoms and now I’m into Overwatch and Apex Legends. No more ink monsters or possessed animatronics on my board of fandoms. The AC series? I think I grew out of that fandom.

Fact #4

I love to try any food that looks cool and unique. I tried stinky tofu from Hong Kong, Gopjang originated from Korea and more food I tried but I can’t remember. There is one dish I want to try. It’s Sannakji, live squid.

Fact #5

One of my favorite childhood shows was Danny Phantom. The show was awesome and unique on its own for I think the first show involving teens and their social lives in high school and out of school. I think it was the first time I was crushing real hard on a fictional character, Danny Fentom. I feel weird now thinking back at that time.

Bonus Fact!

I dislike the Yandere genre. Sure it’s all fictional but the thought of someone stalking you and obsessed with you is disturbing. I briefly read one section of HCs with Crypto from Apex Legends, it doesn’t seem right. I know he’s too focus on breaking the game, but add to the Yandere trait, it’s a dangerous combination. I would be horrified of him. It’s just my opinion. I made a rule for myself to stay away from those kind of genres. It feels wrong and I don’t why people like this kind of reading. Someone tell me why.

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1. After I saw the movie “Brave”, I wanted to be just like Merida because she had red hair and did archery. I already had the red hair, so I started doing archery. (turns out the people in my family are good marksmen, so i had a natural talent for it)

2. While English is my first language, there were a lot of words and phrases in Spanish I was taught that I didn’t know what they meant in English. So technically, my first language was Spanglish.

3. My mother is Irish and Mexican and my father is Turkish. I have identity issues.

4. I am learning Arabic and Turkish(they are both very hard)

5. My favorite Disney Princess is Mulan

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