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WALT - DISNEY WORLD - ORLANDO - FLORIDA -

CANCELLATION - FEE - OVER OR - $100 BUT IT -

IS - EASY - 2 - CANCEL - WITH - APP - A - NON -

TUMBLR - APP - WHY - ARE - U - MAKING YES -

RESERVATIONS - WITH - THEM - ANYWAY HAI -

PEOPLE - WALT DISNEY - DIED - FR - CANCER -

JUST - LIKE - HENRY WELLS - ALSO FOUNDER -

OF - WELLS FARGO - BANK - NO 4 - USA - AND -

WORLD - HENRY WELLS - COURTESY - DIED -

WITH - HIM - THEY - ACCUSED - ME - OF YES -

CASHING - CHECK - GIVEN - ME - 3 TIMES AS -

ASIAN - BORN - IN - USA - BLK - PRUNE - BAG -

JOINED - TOGETHER - SAID - I - CASHED THE -

CHECK - NOT - TRUE - 3 THUMB - PRINTS ARE -

MISSING - BECAUSE - PHILIPPINES - WAS YES -

ONLY - HUGE - BREASTED - GERMANY - BORN -

PIA WURTZBACH - THEY’RE - LESBIANS - AS -

SO - DISAPPOINTED - WITH - MY - BREAST FL -

SIZE - THEY - WANTED - ME - ARRESTED AND -

DEPORTED - REMOVED - OF - CLOTHING BUT -

MIAMI - HAS - KISSIMMEE - AN - OLD - NUDE -

COLONY - WITH - PRUNE - BAGS - NAKED & -

THEIR - BLEEDING - PER - MONTH - LIKE - A -

LEAKING - FAUCET - NOT - MUCH - THEY’RE -

SMELLY - ALSO - AS - AMERICANS - SO ODD -

AS - EUROPEAN - I’M - HALF - AN - EXTREME -

NUDIST - WITH - JIMMY CHOO - MALAYSIAN -

COUTURE - HEELS - 3.9 INCHES - HENRY WELLS -

ONLY - HUMAN - BANK - OWNER - WHO - SHOOK -

HANDS - AND - HELPED - THE POOR - ACTUALLY -

ALLOWED - BANK - ACCOUNTS - INCLUDING YES -

ITALIANS - IRISH - FOREIGNERS - ASIANS - ALSO -

WHO - HELPED - AGE 18 - AND - PREGNANT YES -

MOMS - KIDS - BECAME - 4TH - IN - USA - JUST -

LIKE - POLITICIAN - JOHN F KENNEDY - TRULY -

DEMOCRAT - ONLY - ONE - WHO - SHOOK THE -

HANDS - OF - PEOPLE - ESPECIALLY - VOTERS -

ASSASSINATED - ‘LOCATION - LOCATION - YES -

LOCATION’ - FIREFOX - BECAME - LIKE - BRAVE -

BLOCKS - ADS - WELL - BLOCKED - PHOTOS OF -

CASTLES - IN - FRANCE - SO GOOGLE CHROME -

€20 MILLION - WORTH - $22,071,108.70 - USD US -

INDEPENDENT - DEMOCRATIC - PARTY

RATHER - HARSH - $100 - FEE - 2 - CANCEL YES -

SHOW - AND - FOOD - ORDERED - WHY - DO - U -

WANT - 2 C - THESE - BROADWAY - THEATRES -

IMMITATION - CHEESE - THEY’RE - NOT GREAT -

THE - UGLIEST - PRINCESSES - 4 -

PRINCESS - AURORA - ‘SLEEPING BEAUTY’

PRINCESS - CINDERELLA - ‘CINDERELLA’

PRINCESS - JASMINE - ‘ALADDIN’

NOT - GREATEST - SINGERS - THEY - MAKE -

AT - LEAST - THEIR - MINIMUM - WAGE - $18 -

PER - HOUR - FAKE - HAIR - FAKE - WIGS OR -

HUMAN - HAIR - BUT - DYED - THEY’RE ALSO -

NOT - WEARING - REAL - JEWELRY - PLASTIC -

JEWELRY - INCLUDED - MAYBE - THEY’RE SO -

BAD - THESE - FAKES - THEY - CAN’T - DANCE -

THEY - CAN’T - SING - THEY LOOK - LIKE YES -

FAKE - WIGS - GLAD - 4 - KIDS - 12/YOUNGER -

ESPECIALLY - WHO - CAN’T - TALK - YET TOO -

WE - LOVE - CINDERELLA’s - CASTLE NO ONE -

IS - ARGUING - ABOUT - ITS - BEAUTY - AND -

AUTHENTICITY - BUT - IT’s - A - FAKE CASTLE -

SO - I’M - BUYING - REAL - CASTLES - OF YES -

FRANCE - REAL CHEAP - AND - WE’RE TRUE -

MAKING - SOLAR - SO - FREE - ELECTRICITY -

AS - TOURS - OF - REAL - CASTLES - RESTORED -

2 - FORMER - BEAUTY - AND - GLORY - BUT - WE -

ARE - MAKING - WARMER - BECAUSE - OF - FREE -

ELECTRICITY - RESTORED - WITH - FAKE - TRUE -

FURNITURE - BRINGING - BACK - THE - PAST AND -

ITS - FORMER - ELEGANCE - LUXURY - HOW - YES -

ABOUT - TOURS - REGISTERED - INDEPENDENT -

DEMOCRATS - AND - FAMILIES - LIKE BEAUTIFUL -

INN - 4 - STAY - SO - LEAVING - DEMURELY FAKE -

CINDERELLA - CASTLE - ALL - FOODS - FREE -

DRINKS - FREE - BRINGING - U 2 - REAL - YES -

CASTLES - OF - FRANCE - BECAUSE - SO HAI -

CHEAP - I’VE - BEEN - 2 - BUCKINGHAM - PALACE -

AS - FORMER - KIDS - ROYAL - BALLET - I - YES UK -

PERFORMED - ‘RED - SHOES’ - ‘NUTRACKER’ - AS -

THEY - ANNOUNCED - ME - DOING - SPLIT - IN THE -

AIR - ‘MOUSE - KING’ - STANDING - OVATION - YES -

HER - MAJESTY - THE - QUEEN - REQUESTED - ME -

2 - MEET - BRITISH - ROYAL - FAMILY - IN BUCKING -

HAM - I - DID - NEXT - SUMMER - ALSO - AND - WAS -

ASKED - AGAIN - SO - I’M - ON - BEHALF - OF - HER -

MAJESTY - THE - QUEEN - MAKING - FRANCE - YES -

CASTLES - MOST - BEAUTIFUL - THIS - I WILL - DO -

4 - HER - MAJESTY - OUR - QUEEN - FOREVER - IN -

OUR - HEARTS - A - BETTER - QUEEN - THAN - MY -

ANCESTOR - THE QUEEN - OF - SCOTTS - OF XO -

SCOTLAND - HAD - 2 - DEAL - WITH - HER - HEAD -

OFF - AND - THEY - NEVER - MET - THAT ENGLISH -

QUEEN - HAD - SKIN - PROBLEMS - ALSO - 3RD XO -

FLOOR - MONDAY - 01 MAY 2023 - TODAY - CAFE -

AMERICANO - OFFICIALLY - OPEN - TABLES ALSO -

ON - SIDES - LIGHT - GREEN - QUITE - WOW - AND -

AMERICAN - FOODS - ALSO - BURGERS - AND YES -

BACON CHEESE - SALADS - SOUNDS DELIGHTFUL -

CAN’T - WAIT - ALSO - WALKING - FURTHER L SIDE -

DIDN’T - NOTICE - PASTRIES - OF - MADRID - 1939 -

R - SIDE - SNOOTY - TOY - STORE - INSULTING SO -

I - BUY - AT - BABY - COTTON - I - WANT - THOSE -

BEAUTIFUL - GIRL - DOLLS - NEED - THEM - FOR -

HANUKKAH - LOTS - OF - KIDS - PLUSH - SMALL -

DOGS - 9 DAYS - OF - LIGHTING - ALSO - TOYS 2 -

GIFTS - 9 DAYS - 4 - FAMILY - FRIENDS - AS THEY -

PLAY - GAMES - NOT - JUST - MONOPOLY BOARD -

GAMES - REMEMBER - JEWS - DON’T - BELIEVE -

THAT - JESUS - WAS - BORN - YET - BUT - EASY -

2 - CONVINCE - BECAUSE - THEY’RE - SAYING -

ANOTHER - KING HEROD - AND - HE - KILLED -

BRUTALLY - HAD - KILLED - 2 - OF - HIS SONS -

HIS - HEIRS - BRUTAL - MURDERS - THEY AS -

KIDS - 12 AND YOUNGER - SO - BRUTAL AND -

SAD - IN - ISRAEL - WHY - JESUS - WAS BORN -

IN - BETHLEHEM - OF THAT - MEAN COUNTRY -

ALWAYS - THE - MASSACRE - OF - 1ST BORN -

BOYS - JUST - KILLING - IN - FRONT OF THEIR -

UNARMED - MOTHERS - NOBODY - TOUCHES -

MY - BRITISH - SHORTHAIR - MALE - CAT YES -

BORN - IN - THE - UKRAINE - BEYOND - TIMED -

EXPLOSIVES - I’M - EXPLODING - COUNTRIES -

HOW - RACHEL - COULDN’T - B - COMFORTED -

WHY - ISRAEL - THAT COUNTRY DISAPPEARED -

TROUGHOUT - THE - AGES - THE - SLAUGHTER -

OF - 1ST - BORN - SONS - HURTS - SO - MUCH -

AS - I - PRODUCED - 2 PAIRS - OF - MALE - YES -

TWINS - MY - OVER - 10,000 YEARS - LINEAGE -

AS - COOKS - BAKERS - FISHERMEN - AND XO -

OUR - MALE - WARRIORS - BLUE EYES - AND -

CHINESE - MALES - BROWN - EYES - ALL YES -

VERY - TALL - MY - 2ND - MARRIAGE - MY 1ST -

BORN - MALE - TAKEN - FR - MY - HANDS 8TH -

MONTH - PUBLIC - TOKYO - PARK - BY - VERY -

ENLARGED - EGO - BLOND - AMERICAN UGLY -

FEMALE - A - JAPANESE - GIRL - ANYTHING - 4 -

MONEY - AS - JAPAN - VERY - PARTICULAR XO -

ABOUT - WOMEN - AND - DEFENDING - THEIR -

BABIES - AS - EVERY - ONE - ALLOWED - THE -

TAKING - OF - MY - BABY - BOY - AND - 2 - MY -

FACE - SAID - I’M - THE - BABYSITTER - AND -

JAPANESE - MOM - WON’T - MIND - 4 - THE -

ONLY - REASON - THEY - PRODUCE - KIDS -

2B - ACCEPTED - IN - TOKYO - NON-GEISHA -

12 LANGUAGES - NON-GRADS - OF - TOKYO -

AS - IF - I - WAS - ARMED - I - WOULD - HAVE -

COMBAT - KNIFE - STABBED - STABBED AND -

THREW - A - KNIFE - WITH - MAGNET TAKEN -

THAT - COMBAT - KNIFE - THEN - RETURNED -

5 TIMES - RETURNED - MY - COMBAT - KNIFE -

WHICH - BY - THE - WAY - I - PRACTICED - ON -

PHILIPPINE - 2ND - ADOPTED - WHO - PUT - A -

WHOLE - ON - MY - FOREHEAD - 25 TIMES - I -

PUT - COMBAT - KNIFE - SMALL - ON - HER -

BODY - MAGNET - 2 - GET - IT - BACK - YES -

SENT - HER - SAME KNIFE - MANY - TIMES -

AND - SHE - SURVIVED - IT - HOW - TACKY -

TOKYO - FEMALE - POLICE - WOULD HAVE -

TRIED - 2 - SHOOT - ME - AS - FULLY AUTO -

MACHINE - GUN - SMALL - AND - THEN YES -

STABBED - STABBED - BUT - I’M - WORLD -

CHILD - KENDO - CHAMPION - 2 - YRS - IN -

A - ROW - AS - I - USE - MY - AUTO - YES -

SAMURAI - SWORD - HIS - NAME - TRUE -

‘PERFECT - PEACE’ - WHOSE - MIND - IS -

STAYED - ON - THE - MOST - HIGH - FOR -

WE - TRUST - IN - HIM - ISAIAH - BUT - AS -

TOKYO - POLICE - GOES - I - TRIED - AND -

SHOT - 3 TOKYO - POLICE - WHO - WERE -

GOING - 2 - SHOOT - ME - THEN - SHOT -

3 TIMES - BECAUSE - THEY - RECALLED -

I - MET - HIS - IMPERIAL - HIGHNESS AND -

SMALL - CROWN - PRINCE - THEY WERE -

GOING - 2 - SHOOT - ME - SHOT - THEM -

FIRST - WOULD - HAVE - FIRED - AT WILL -

ALL - UGLY - FATSO - CALLING - ME - THE -

BABY - SITTER - OF - A - JAPANESE BABY -

WENT - BACK - 2 - MY - APARTMENT AND -

I - BLED - MANY - DAYS - FR - VAGINAL - AREA -

ONLY - PLACE - 2 - HEAL - AND - DRY - ALL YES -

THAT - BLOOD - VOLCANIC - AREA - OF - TRUE -

PHILIPPINE - ISLANDS - AND - 3 DAYS - DRIED & -

GOT - BACK - MY - MEMORY - TOKYO - FEMALE -

POLICE - LIKE - 2 - SHOOT - PHILIPPINE - ICU -

INTENSIVE - CARE - NURSES - WE’RE - PRISM -

IN - FUTURE - AS THEY - SHOOT THEMSELVES -

7 TIMES - PRISM - IN - MIAMI - ALL - THESE YES -

BLKS - HISPANICS - OPEN - CARRY - SECURITY -

AS - THEY - AIM - AND - FIRE - BECAUSE - TRUE -

DISCRIMINATION - OF - NATIONAL - ORIGIN

US - FELONY - FINES - AND - OR - IMPRISONMENT -

PER - INCIDENT - NO ONES - ON - EARTH - TRULY -

AS - OUR - JEWELRY - BECAUSE - AUTO - NO 1 -

WEAPON - ON - EARTH - ONLY - 1 SIDE - SHARP -

FIGHTS - 4 - US - AS - WE - REMOVE - FR - TRUE -

EXISTENCE - TOKYO - FEMALE - POLICE - GIRLS -

SECURITY - GIRLS - FEMALE - USA - POLICE FOR -

THEY - GO - ALL - THE - WAY - WITH - ANYONE -

MALE - FEMALE - IMMORAL - HUMANS - US - IN -

WHO - WE - BELIEVE - LEGALLY - WED - AS WE -

WITH - OUR - AUTO - SAMURAI - VERY - SMALL -

MAKE - THEM - PORK - ADOBO - THEY - THEY -

ARE - AIR - CREMATED - OUR - WEAPONS ARE -

POISONED - AS - DISAPPEARS - THESE - TRUE -

CREEPIES - AS - WE - CHANGED - THE - HIDDEN -

CAMERAS - TODAY - MY - SIMPLE - PRAYERS -

KILLS - MANY - JAPANESE - IN - TOKYO - AND -

JAPAN - 4 - ABDUCTING - MY - MALE - BABY 4 -

AUCTION - BECAUSE - MANY - ASIANS - CAN’T -

PRODUCE - BABIES - AS - THE - BEST - TRUE -

DETECTIVES - 2 - FIND - MY - 5TH - SON - FOR -

I - KNOW - HE - IS - STILL - LIVING - WHY -

GBC - FILMS

TAKESHI - FILMS

AS - AN - AVENUE - 4 - MY - SON - NOW - IN HIS -

30s - A - FATHER - 2 - FIND - HIS - MOM - I HAVE -

RARE - BLOOD

BUYING - CASTLES - IN - FRANCE - 2 - RESTORE -

BRINGING - INDEPENDENT - DEMOCRATS - AND -

THEIR - FAMILIES - FREE - DEMOCRATS AIRWAYS -

2 - WORLDWIDE - AS - WE - TRAVEL - THIS WORLD -

TOGETHER - SPECIAL - MARINES - AIR FORCE - AS -

YOUR - PILOTS - BUT - IT’s - AUTO - DOESN’T NEED -

ANY - PILOTS - FOREVER - ALWAYS - PREPARED -

USA - CREATING - LEGAL - PERMISSIONS

‘CARS 2′ - FREE - ENTRY - FREE - FOOD - DRINKS

‘HELLO - KITTY’ - ALL - AGES - ALL - THESE PARKS

MACHINES - 2 - CREATE - THEM - SO - FAST 2 YES

MAKE - WE’RE - BRINGING - BEST - RVs - FR -

GERMANY - TRUE - THERE - WITH - CARS XO -

INSIDE - KIA - ELECTRIC - VEHICLES - AS WE -

BRING - RVs - ALL - OVER - THE - WORLD AS -

CASTLES - WE’RE - BRINGING - OUR - SMALL -

PRIVATE - PLANES - 2 - PARK - ON THE LANDS -

OF - OUR - CASTLES - SKIPPING - AIRPORTS -

INTERNATIONAL - AIRPORTS - BECAUSE YES -

AS - EMPLOYEES - UNDERPAID - WHO - YOU -

LEAVE - BEHIND - AS - THEY’RE -

‘UNREASONABLE - SEARCHES’ - 4TH

‘MA’M - PLEASE - PUT - YOUR - WATCHES -

JEWELRY - IN - THE - BOX - AS - THEY YES -

STEAL - YOUR - EARRINGS’ - AS - BONDIE -

CHECKING - YOUR - LUGGAGE - THROW -

AWAY - PLEASE - YOUR - LITHIUM - BATTERIES -

THROW - AWAY - RECHARGEABLE - BATTERIES -

THROW - AWAY - REGULAR - BATTERIES - THE -

AIRPORTS - OF - THE - WORLD - MADE - VOID -

SPAM - FOOD

CD - WALKMAN

BATTERIES - ENERGIZER - DURACELL

WE’RE - SKIPPING - INTERNATIONAL - YES -

AIRPORTS - SMALL - PRIVATE - PLANES XO -

THE - FASTEST - SMALL - LIKE - BATMAN IT -

IS - FASTEST - 2 - PARK - IN - OUR CASTLES -

AREAS - TIME - 2 - NEVER - USE - THE - YES -

REGULAR - INTERNATIONAL - AIRPORTS IN -

THE - WORLD - 2 - UNDRESS - ROBB - YES -

14TH - AMENDMENT - THE - LEADERS - OF -

INTERNATIONAL - AIRPORTS -

14TH - NO - USA - STATE - CAN - DEPRIVE -

DENY - PERSON - OF - PROPERTY - YOUR -

BATTERIES - BOUGHT - AT - AMAZON.COM -

IS - YOUR - PROPERTY

NO - USA - STATE - CAN - DEPRIVE - YOU -

OF - LIBERTY - LISTENING - 2 - MUSIC XO -

WATCHING - FILMS - AS - THIS - THAT SO -

OUR PRIVATE PLANES - YOUTUBE - DISNEY+ -

NON-INTERRUPTED - AS - MILITARY - SMALL -

PRIVATE - PLANES - BOMB - BULLET - FIRES -

WATERPROOF - SOUNDPROOF - AS - TRUE -

USA - FIREMEN - WITH - AXES - AS - THEY -

DESTROY - EVERYTHING - WITH - WATER -

HUGE - BILL - BUT - WE - USE - AIR - TRUE -

WE - USE - AIR - 2 - DOUSE - FIRES - THUS -

NOTHING - DESTROYED - BIBLE - ‘2 B - YES -

LEADERS - NOT - FOLLOWERS - OF - TRUE -

NATIONS - AFTER - 10:30A - ESTIMATE - AS -

2 - FAST - VEHICLES - WHILE - ME - AND - A -

FEMALE - WALKING - GREEN - LIGHT - AS U -

SEE - SLOW - WALKING - BIMBOS - THUS AS -

SEE - GREEN - ILLEGAL - L - RECKLESS AND -

FAST - SPANISH - SPEAKING - RELEASED FR -

PRISON - PICK UP - 4 WD - ANOTHER STATE -

FEMALE - FIRST - MALE - AFTER - WELL THE -

GIRL - BIMBO - WASN’T - SURE - WHERE SHE -

WAS - GOING - AFTER - ALL - DID - A - FAST -

STOP - AND - 4 WD - PICK UP - HAD - 2 ALSO -

STOP - SUPER - FAST - NO - SOUND - AS - I -

WAS - SAYING - KARMA - ‘WHAT - COMES -

AROUND’ - SUPERNATURAL - STOP - YES -

THEN - LAUGHS - BUT - THEIR - BRAKES -

NEED - 2 B - COMPLETELY - REPLACED -

‘THERE - IS - NO - PEACE - 2 - THE EVIL -

HUMANS’ - REVISED - SO - ONE - DAY -

THEIR - BRAKES - WILL - NO LONGER -

WORK - LIKE - MINE - WAS - THEY YES -

KEEPING - DUPLICATE - KEYS - SO - THEY -

HAD - PHILIPPINE - MALE - CUT - MY - YES -

BRAKES - UNIVERSITY - OF - PHILIPPINES -

USD - US DOLLARS - FAMILY - LIFE - INSURANCE -

$1 MILLION - PER - CHILD - MURDER - SUICIDES -

ACCIDENTS - ABDUCTION - AND - MURDER - NO -

MATTER - REASON - DISEASES - PER - CHILD & -

NO - PROOF - NEEDED - WHAT - 2 - DO - WELL 4 -

BIBLE - ‘WITH - LONG - LIFE - WILL - I - B - YES -

SATISFIED - SHOWN - GOD’s - SALVATION HAI -

HEALING - 2 - THE - UTTERMOST’ - TODAY MY -

GREAT - GRANDPA - STILL - ALIVE - OVER 105 -

YEARS - OLD - BERLIN - EASTERN - GERMANY -

SO - THERE - HE - LOOKS - LIKE - AGE 35 YES -

ME - IN - MY - EARLY - TWENTIES - NO BRAKE -

4 - MY - SMALL - USED - CHEVROLET - BUT IT -

SAN FERNANDO - VALLEY - MUST - HAVE YES -

HAY - 4 - HORSES - R - SIDE - AND - TOLD THE -

LAPD - ON - MY - LEFT - MY - BRAKES - ARE -

NOT - WORKING - DUPLICATE - MADE - BY -

GAVE - ADDRESS - $1 MILLION - PER YES -

CHILD - FAMILY - INSURANCE - LOOKING 4 -

HAY - ON - R SIDE - WILL - B - INCREASING -

SPEED - AND - NOT - STOPPING - 4 - RED -

LIGHTS - LIKE - B 4 - GOING - FR - HERE & -

NEED - MY - AIR CONDITIONER - AND YES -

MUSIC - SEE - YOU - BOYS - FASTER - I DID -

SAW - THE - R SIDE - THE - HAY - PUT - THE -

WINDOW - DOWN - AUTO - ON - MY - L YES -

BOYS - I HAVE - AAA - TRIPLE - A - 4 - FREE -

TOW - TOPANGA MALL - THE - PLACE - 4 MY -

FREE - REPAIRS - SEE - YOU - LAPD - TRUE -

WENT - THERE - CALLED - AAA - GOT - MY -

BRAKES - REPLACED - AND - I - GOT - YES -

KEYS - RE-KEYED - EXPLAINED - ABOVE -

MY - BRAKES - NOT - TOUCHED - EVER -

AGAIN - JESUS - IS - LORD - EVERYONE

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luvervinyl · 4 years

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✨ Ask game ✨

1- red or black licorice?

2- what are 3 random facts about yourself?

3- name 3 things you like about yourself

4- send a kind message to a blog you look up to!

5- what's your zodiac sign?

6- do you believe in any conspiracy theories?

7- how long have you been on Tumblr?

8- whats a random thing that you own?

9- what are 3 things that make you happy?

10- post a face reveal?!

11- do you have any siblings?

12- what are your thoughts on sparkling water?

13- showers or baths?

14- who is your idol?

15- favorite ship?

16- when's your birthday?

17- favorite emojis?

18- most used app?

19- what is currently set as your lock screen?

20- what is your home screen set as?

21- what's an unpopular opinion of yours?

22- melanistic or albino animals?

23- favorite animal?

24- what are you wearing right now?

25- what's your comfort food?

26- straight or curly hair?

27- fitted or over sized clothes?

28- do you read the tags of people's posts?

29- do you have a Tumblr crush?

30- in your opinion which character or characters do you act most like?

31- which characters can you relate to most?

32- last text you sent?

33- last text you received?

34- do you type 'you' 'u' or both?

35- facts or emotions?

36- what's your ideal fit?

37- what's your favorite or ideal weather?

38- favorite season?

39- favorite color?

40- what are some hobbies if yours?

41- what are the fandom or fandoms you are a part of?

42- headphones or earbuds?

43- favorite curse word?

44- most recent photo in your camera roll?

45- are you a good student or not?

46- dogs or cats?

47- dark theme or nah?

48- ever been in love?

49- have you had your first kiss yet?

50- neat freak or not?

51- is there anyone you can tell everything to?

52- milk or cereal first?

53- favorite flower?

54- who's your celebrity crush?

55- what's your sexuality?

56- do you want kids?

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58- red or black roses?

59- favorite person ever?

60- what's something on your bucket list?

61- are you more intrapersonal or interpersonal?

62- high fives or fist bumps?

63- childhood pets name?

64- what color are your eyes?

65- have you ever worn glasses?

66- do you write fanfiction or ever think of maybe starting to?

67- favorite drink?

68- tea or coffee?

69- favorite fruit?

70- favorite meme?

71- favorite TV show?

72- favorite movie?

73- what's your favorite video game?

74- favorite board game?

75- favorite ice cream flavor?

76- pop sockets or pop socket rings?

77- what's an accessory you wear a lot?

78- how old are you?

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80- even or odd numbers?

81- favorite song lyric, and why did you choose it?

82- favorite song?

83- favorite bad or artist?

84- long or short hair?

85- colored or natural nails?

86- dresses or suits?

87- introvert or extravert?

88- do you wear makeup?

89- what are your pronouns?

90- favorite scent?

91- long nails or short?

92- what's your asthetic?

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94- ugliest color in your opinion?

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jo2uke-himboshikata · 5 years

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Yo @staff get this travesty off my timeline

#idk what the fuck this is supposed to be but I hate it #I am having a visceral reaction to this shoe #nasty #ugliest shit I have ever seen #tumblr really hasn't figured out targeted advertising yet?#sheesh

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slippinmickeys · 4 years

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The Post

From a Tumblr anonymous prompt: “ Prompt for AU where Mulder is an investigative reporter and Scully is a Pathologist. They bicker and work together to get to the bottom of mysterious deaths and fall in love along the way. Scully is engaged to Ethan, Mulder's competition, but she is not happy or aware that he is cheating on her. Bonus points for angst, fluff, and smut.“

“You can’t tell anyone I gave this to you,” she said, and he had a sudden almost-psychic sexual flash of his cock splitting the soft autumn fur at her center. Of her head thrown back, her sharp little incisors gnashing at the air.

He shook his head to clear it of the indecorus fantasy.

“The Post protects its sources, Dr. Scully,” he said, and took the envelope from her, his fingers brushing the skin of her hand as he did so. He was certain he saw the soft hairs of her wrist turn to goose flesh.

She turned her head away, offering him her profile, a soft rise of color high on her cheekbone.

“Ethan Minette is my fiancé, Mr. Mulder,” she said quietly, not meeting his eye.

He nearly staggered back, the past six weeks running like a movie montage on hyper speed through his mind. Minette—on the City Desk at the Times—handing cash under the table to a beat cop on K Street; the Trojan horse on Mulder’s computer, his own scoop running in the Times an hour before the Post went to press; Minette’s hand sliding down the hip of a White House aide before disappearing with her into the coat check room at The Palm.

“I assure you,” he said, scuffing the leather bottom of his shoe on the cold floor of the morgue, “not a whiff. No one will be able to trace this information back to you.”

“Thank you,” she smiled shyly, ducking her head, a lock of copper hair pulling loose from her ponytail to whisp along the delicate line of her jaw. He had to resist the urge to finger it softly back behind the shell of her ear.

Instead he raised the envelope to his temple in a salute, nodded at her and moved toward the door of the autopsy room. He turned back to her when he was within its frame, and she looked up to meet his eye, the glacial blue of her own piercing something deep inside of him.

“It was nice to officially meet you,” he said, and she smiled again.

“Oh, nothing about this was official,” she said, and he huffed a laugh and stepped away, the metal door sucking shut behind him.

He was waiting outside the morgue door when she walked out, paying no attention to her surroundings, her head making a mental list of groceries she needed to pick up on the way home. She was so startled that she had her fist around her pepper spray before she recognized him, holding up a staying hand under the orange soda glow of the street lights, his eyes all apology.

The morgue door had only clicked shut when she heaved a relieved sigh.

"Oh," she said, "it's you." The night was cold and dark around them. It was February; the ugliest time of year in DC.

He smiled at her in the half light and it took her a moment to notice that he was holding out a newspaper toward her in his other hand, the thick stack flopping down as he lifted his arm so that she could read the headline: EVIDENCE SHOWS MASSIVE COVERUP, it read, and she snatched it out of his grip.

"You went to print?!" she asked excitedly. It had been weeks since she’d tipped him off. He nodded.

"Hot off the presses," he said.

She skimmed the article under his byline, reading as fast as she could.

"God, I hope this takes them down," she muttered, still reading, "I hate dirty cops." Her pulse was thrumming.

"It will," he said with confidence, and then shifted a bit on his feet. "Though... it may take your fiancé down with them."

She steeled herself. She'd suspected this was coming since before she'd called Fox Mulder's extension at the Post. So it was true, then. Ethan was in on it. All for a fucking story.

"So be it," she said, and his eyes softened.

"You okay?" he asked. His breath wafted above their heads in a white vapor and something about the softness of his eyes and the wet glint of his generous lower lip made her forget her nerves.

"Yeah," she breathed. "Can I... buy you a drink to celebrate?"

He appeared as surprised as she was by her invitation.

"I know a great place," he said, delighted.

They burst through his door connected at the lips, her hands running over his shoulders to cleave off his suit coat and he stumbled backwards over it as it hit the floor. His blood was singing on a high of lust and gin and the exquisite poetry of her; the Roman cut of her nose, the amber glint of her hair, the way her teeth caught on her s’s.

The slam of the door behind them brought her up short. She pulled back as if surprised to find herself in his apartment, though she'd been the one who'd leaned into his ear at the bar and hissed "take me back to your place," her breath smelling of whiskey and lipstick. She'd been all hands and lips and teeth in the cab.

"You okay?" he asked for the second time that night, out of breath, practically panting, the front of his pants tight.

"I'm--" she started, "I never do this. I'm sorry, I -- I never do this."

"Hey," he said gently, "we don't have to -- I don't expect -- do you want to sit down?"

She nodded, looking shocky, and he led her over to his couch and then slipped into his kitchen, checking every cup and mug in his sparse cabinets until he found one that looked perfectly clean. He pressed the glass into her hands, the ice clicking gently into the sides. He sat on the floor next to the couch to give her space, crossed his legs and tried not to think of his aching cock.

"Ethan is --" she began, "we've been together since high school." She was talking to her lap, half the water chugged before he even sat down. Her blouse was still untucked from when he’d pulled it out of her pants to run a hand over her silk-clad breast in the cab and she was fingering the gold engagement ring on her left hand-- it was an antique-looking thing, something he couldn't see her liking, though he admittedly barely knew her at all.

He nodded at her, wanting to reach a hand out, but opting to rest his arm along the edge of the sofa instead.

"He's cheating on me," she said, a statement. Mulder knew it to be true, but it seemed too self-serving to say anything confirming it, and so he stayed mum. “But we’ve been together so long, and I didn’t want to believe it. And now that I know he’s in on this…” He reached out and touched her knee lightly, and her eyes sharpened. “Tell me something about yourself,” she went on, her voice dropping an octave, “something that no one else knows.”

And so he told her about his sister. About his years-long search for the truth. They talked and talked as she slowly melted into the sofa, her legs stretched out and almost touching him, her head propped up on her elbow.

Finally, she blinked slowly down at him.

“I still feel kind of drunk,” she said, and then yawned.

“Take my bed,” he said, rising to quickly change the sheets. “The bathroom is just over there,” he nodded toward a door. “There’s a new toothbrush in the medicine cabinet.” He disappeared into the bedroom before she could decline.

She walked through his bedroom doorway on silent feet just as he was shoving the last pillow into a fresh pillowcase. He hugged it to his chest and made his way to the door, smiling at her shyly as he passed. She grabbed his arm gently and he paused, looked down into her sharp starlet eyes. She smelled of toothpaste and faded perfume. Her face had been scrubbed clean.

“Thank you, Mulder,” she said, and let go, her touch practically burning his skin.

She called him three weeks later at work, asked him to meet her for lunch. They sat in the cavernous Les Halles in the District, at a middle table where Mulder kept getting bumped by people making their way to the restroom. The air was filled with the clatter of silverware on plates, a constant murmur of business talk, the expediter calling orders in the kitchen. She wanted to apologize to him.

“You have nothing to apologize for,” he said, before the words were even halfway out of her mouth. “If anyone should apologize, it should be me.”

He reached out a hand and brushed his fingers lightly over the back of her left hand. He noticed her ring finger was bare and stopped short.

“I was in a relationship and — even though I knew it was over, I should have never -- I stuck my tongue down your throat before you finished your second drink,” she said, blushing, but with a smile.

“Say what you will about the former,” he said, reaching for his sweating water glass, “but don’t you dare apologize for the latter.”

She leaned back in her chair and signaled for the waiter. As the man walked away with their orders, Scully leaned forward, her elbows on the table, fingers laced over her plate.

“Detective Cho came to our apartment as Ethan was packing up his things last week,” she said, attempting to keep a cheeky smile from her lips. Mulder’s eyebrows rose to his hairline, though he wasn’t sure which part of her statement surprised him most. “The DA was with her,” she went on, finally cracking a grin.

“You think Ethan will cop a plea?” Mulder asked excitedly, half his brain already on the phone to Skinner, his editor, the other half already writing the story.

“Take out your notebook, and I’ll tell you everything,” she said.

Mulder was on the steps of the courthouse eating a street hot dog when she came clicking down them in her best pumps. She’d been called as a witness in many cases in her life, but never before one in which one of the accused was somebody she had once loved.

She still felt shaky and overdrawn, but just the sight of his sable hair, his strong profile against the sidewalk, settled her nerves.

They hadn’t seen each other in months, but had taken to talking on the phone in the late evening, initially about the story and the case, eventually dropping any pretense and talking just to hear each other’s voice. It had gotten to the point where if she didn’t hear his low timbre each night before bed, she’d have trouble sleeping.

He turned when he sensed her and stood when he saw her, his face blossoming into a pleased smile.

She stopped two steps above him, which made them the same height. His eyes looked mossy in the sun, his lashes long sweeps along his skin.

“The courtroom smells like a Pulitzer,” she said, “I’m surprised you’re not in there.”

He shoved his hands deep into the pockets of his overcoat and shrugged.

“And miss a day like this?” he said, the sun glinting off his hair as off a robin’s wing.

“You know, I really thought a sharp wit like you would come in with a line like ‘the real prize is out here,’ but I guess I lobbed the softball a little low,” she teased.

He smiled, shrugged again.

“What can I say?” he said, “I like the high ones.”

He had a smudge of mustard on the edge of his mouth, and she reached out and wiped it slowly off of him with her thumb, the scrape of his five o’clock shadow rasping.

She had a sudden almost-psychic sexual flash of his lush mouth opening wetly over the rise of her mons, of his long, warm hands running slowly up the back of her thigh, could practically feel his low, satisfied moan flushing up her skin.

She blinked away the fantasy but held it in her mind, smiled and reached for his arm, coming down the steps until she was even with him and he turned to walk with her.

“So it’s done then,” he said, finally pulling his hands from the depths of his coat pockets and reaching out until his hand was resting on the small of her back. “Can I buy you a drink to celebrate?”

She smiled into the sunshine and leaned into his touch.

#the x-files #fanfic #msr #ficlet #prompt #AU #my fic

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hypermania · 3 years

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Repurpose furniture you say?

yeah! i mean repurpose is probably not the right word but for a few months i was very enthusiastically revamping thrifted furniture and scraps of wood that i nailed together for the sole purpose of making my apartment more livable/organized and it was probably the happiest i've been in the last several years lol (pictures under the cut if you're interested)

it started with these little box-drawer things i found at michael's for a couple bucks that i turned into display boxes for all of hands guy's little trinkets that just sit and collect dust and drive me nuts. i took out the drawer part and painted them and put a removable plexiglass front on them so that dust can't get inside (i'm super allergic to dust mites so i'll do pretty much anything that makes it easier to clean lol). we have a whole slew of them now and they're mounted (individually, they're not actually stacked like a pyramid) on a wall like tiny floating shelves.

then i got fed up with the tv cables in my bedroom so i took some scraps of wood from my dad's house and turned them into a box with an open-down front door thing (with a little handle that i'm very proud of lol) to house the power strip and then hid the cables behind a runner

and then the stupid entryway in my apartment was making me want to commit atrocities because it was 1.) ugly and 2.) hands guy comes home and just... has so much camera stuff and pens and receipts??? and just SHIT that he puts WHEREVER so i was like okay well i can't live like this i CANNOT so i was like okay well what if i just give you a whole ass shelf contraption thing to put all your shit on instead of dropping it on the floor or leaving on random surfaces when you come home??? so i bought this bookshelf for ten bucks and sanded it down and painted it and then stuck it on the wall over where our bikes go and used the drawers i took out from the other boxes i made for his little trinkets to put all the change and pens and what other various crap he pulls out of his pockets in.

and then i found this bench on offerup for five bucks and found some paint that could be used on vinyl and had to mix a few different colors to make the one i wanted but it worked and i painted it and then i painted the wood of the legs and the shelf for the coats and then re-did the picture frames and now there is a place to sit while putting on/taking off our shoes and i no longer want to commit atrocities.

and for some reason hands guy had the ugliest floating shelves in existence (and they weren't even spaced evenly and i couldn't handle it) so i FIXED that problem.

the rest of the books are on another shelf thing in another area that i don't have a picture of for some reason but it's got the same general color theme and it's also got the pineapple : )

and that's like.. the general vibe of what i've been doing. i've repainted a bunch of furniture for my bedroom too so that it matches the sea foam green and white theme of the tv box (the ghost and the skeleton chest is a personal fav)

i've done a lot of other projects but tumblr won't let me upload more pictures. sorry for the crappy quality of the ones i did upload haha.

#anonymous #replies #mp

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ooooo 17 and/or 28 for bughead

I am so terribly glad tumblr does not date these, because I have no idea how long I’ve been sitting on this draft. Regardless, here goes:

xxx

“Bite me, Jones,” Betty snapped. She screwed her eyes shut and breathed deeply as she counted to ten. No one in Riverdale could get under her skin like he could. And he knew it.

“Make me, Cooper.”

Betty curled her lip and turned away from Jughead Jones and his stupid smirk and his stupid hat. She knew from the start that this whole idea was inane. But because it was Archie’s last birthday in Riverdale, and because she and Jughead were Archie’s best friends, she’d said yes to Jones’ stupid idea to throw a surprise party.

For whatever reason, it hadn’t occurred to Betty that Archie might want a birthday party. Over the years they’d fallen into such a routine it almost felt too close to sacrilege to change. The day before Archie’s birthday, he and Jughead would disappear to spend all day gorging on junk food and video games until it came time for a midnight creature feature at the Bijou. The day of, Archie would spend his birthday with his parents as Mrs. Andrews always made a point to come back to Riverdale on his birthday. The next following was Betty’s, and it had become their tradition to find new trails to hike around Sweetwater River only to end their day at Pop’s with burgers and shakes.

It was a custody arrangement they’d all been more than happy with ever since Betty had proclaimed her hatred of Jughead Jones in the second grade for making Ethyl cry because he ran away from her the entire week of Valentine’s. And despite Archie’s numerous attempts over the years at a tentative truce, neither Betty nor Jughead could stand the sight of each other for too long.This year, however, Jughead decided to buck the system.

With a party.

For Archie.

Only one week to plan it.

Together.

When Jughead had first mentioned it, Betty assumed he’d do what everyone else did when it came to these things: tell Betty his vision and let her handle everything while still getting partial credit for having come up with the idea in the first place. But apparently she’d underestimated him. Not only had he come up with the idea for a party, he also wanted to help plan it.

Normally Betty would jump at the chance for any sort of event planning help. She’d had to beg, borrow, and blackmail to get any actual help to put together Homecoming and the Spring Formal . And now she had a ready, willing participant who came with his own ideas as to how this party should go.It was as if Fate itself were determined to prove the old adage, ‘Be careful what you wish for.’(Fate, too, could bite her.)The ultimate problem, though, was not the fact that it was Jones’ proposing and helping plan the party. It was not that they both wanted to outdo each other in a childish attempt to prove their superior friendship with Archie. The problem was she had to interact with Jones’ to get this done. It was the most she’d ever had to interact with him since they’d sat at the same square of tables in elementary school and it was a reminder why she’d avoided him ever since. Every idea she had was countered by his own; every suggestion was met with scepticism and budgeting concerns; every minute detail picked apart. Their tastes were too far apart on music, food, and decorations along with everything else it took to plan a party. He was far too sarcastic, too caustic for her. She was too nice, too blithe for his. It was mutual loathing that frustrated Betty every time she had to see him in the hallways. And now she’d agreed to spend most of her free time with him for a week.Archie better fucking love this damn party.

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Monday Morning: 4 Days til B-Day

Today was not Betty Cooper’s day. She’d forgotten about the essay due in History class because she’d been consumed with scholarship applications and making decorations for Polly’s wedding. She’d dropped a beaker of acid on her shoes in lab class and now had to wander around in the ugliest, grossest pair of crocs the school’s lost and found had to offer. And to top it all off, her hair tie had snapped in gym class, leaving her hair in a tangle of waves that drew attention from everyone for just how messy it was.It took all she had not to skip school for the first time in her life. The only thing stopping her was the inevitable lecture she knew would be waiting at home. If Betty ruined her perfect attendance record three months before graduation, the fit her mother would throw would surely top the one when Polly told her she was unwed and pregnant.And when the tumbler on her locker stuck, it was all she could do not to scream. Finally the lock popped off and the door slammed into its neighbor.“Party planning going well?” Kevin asked from behind. He leaned against the locker bank and leveled all the magnets that had fallen to the bottom of the door.“Yes, actually. That’s the problem,” Betty snapped. She threw her textbooks into the locker, already digging through the three and a half years worth of junk for a hair tie. “I’d say that’s less of a problem, and more of a shoe in to finally free all that hair Jones’ has been hiding from us,” Kevin said with a Hello Kitty magnet suspended between his thumb and forefinger. When Betty rolled her eyes, he clicked his tongue. “Don’t pretend you haven’t thought about it. The UST between you two has been at peak level for at least two years.”Betty heaved out a sigh and reached for the top shelf. She tried to imagine herself someplace relaxing and far, far away from here. One of those Swedish spas Veronica was always gushing about. A sunny beach with no one around. An automotive shop that worked exclusively on muscle cars made by Corvette and Ford between 1958 and 1972 somewhere south of Paris, France.“Of course it’s a problem, Kev. It means that not only is he a complete and total asshole, he’s also a competent and capable asshole,” Betty huffed. She grabbed her history book out of her bag and threw it into the locker hard enough to rattle the mirror on the back. “At least you now won’t have to split all your free time between the paper, the party, and practice for the Vixens.”As much as Betty loved him, sometimes she hated how Kevin could always find a positive in every situation and how desperately she hated the fact that Veronica had decided to attend a prep school for her senior year.“We forgot about Veronica,” Betty gasped. Prior frustrations forgotten, Betty tapped away on the screen. Between event planning and the massive extracurricular load her mother insisted on, Betty hardly had any time to think about what she’d get for Archie. There was no way Veronica would forget something as important as Archie’s birthday, but if there was on thing that could throw a wrench into this plan it would be Veronica sweeping Archie off his feet to the Bahamas last minute.Veronica’s reply was almost instantaneous with a string of hearts, followed by several texts grilling Betty for more information about Archie’s relationship status, Riverdale gossip, and whether Betty had finally found herself a boyfriend.Absorbed by her phone, Betty closed her locker and walked to class, Kevin walking beside to her and telling Betty which was the best gossip to pass along to Veronica. As the bell rang, Betty tucked her phone into her jacket pocket and laid out everything she needed for class. Late as usual, Jughead slouched by her on his way to the corner of the room. “Nice hair, Cooper,” he muttered as he passed. “Very Diana Dors today.”Betty’s cheeks went red and her hands flew up to smooth down her hair. She’d been so focused on her conversation with Veronica that the hair tie had been completely forgotten.Kevin leaned across his desk and whispered, “Hashtag: Free the Beanie.”

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Tuesday Afternoon - Party Countdown: Day 3

Betty’s phone chimed on the couch beside her. When she saw who it was from, she groaned. They’d just talked after school about the decorations, and she thought they’d come to an agreement. Jughead, however, seemed to differ.“Beans for brains again?” Cheryl asked, eyes glued to her own phone. “Yes. Now decorations are too ‘childish’,” Betty whined. “Why does he have to make things so difficult.”“Because he has your undivided attention for once, baby cousin.”Betty stared at Cheryl. “What does that mean?”Cheryl rolled her eyes and set down her phone. “Read between the lines, it’s a total Castle and Bennet situation.”Even if she’d been offered the world, Betty still couldn’t figure out what Cheryl meant. With a sigh, Betty packed up her back and headed to Pop’s, figuring it would be easier to meet with him in person than spend three hours going back and forth in text.

Xxxxx

Tuesday Afternoon - Party Countdown: Day 3Betty slammed her lunch tray on the cafeteria table. “I hate him and that stupid grin of his. Like he knows everything. Why did I ever agree to this in the first place?”Kevin moved to the side as Betty swung her leg over the bench to sit down. “Because it’s Archie’s birthday and he’d do the same for you?”Betty snorted. “I doubt he’d work with his mortal enemy to plan me a party.”“True. Because I’d be the one doing the planning. If Archie was doing it there’d be cold pizza and hot ice cream. He’s not big on the planning thing.”Betty stabbed at a piece of fruit and let that sink in. It would be so much easier to let this go, to say she was done with the whole thing and let Jughead finish organizing it. But if she backed out now they’d both know he’d won in the ongoing feud they had. It was frustrating and unnerving and took every last bit of self-control to work with him. He was a constant distraction, taken to staring at her when she was talking and unnerving her by how close he was willing to get. Even stranger, as if he knew just how to get under her skin, he’d sat next to her in English this morning and attempted a semi-polite conversation.“Do I want to ask what’s got her so riled up now?” Toni asked as she sat down. “Jughead’s lips,” Kevin said with a smile.Toni leaned forward, his face eager for more information. “What? Did he kiss you? I thought you two were only supposed to be planning a party.”“Kevin,” Betty scolded. “And no. We can barely stand to be in the same room together. He’s insisted on doing the decorating himself.”Kevin and Toni shared a look. “And that’s bad, how?” Toni asked.“I know you’re used to being in charge of everything, but why is it a problem for him to decorate?” Kevin asked.“Because I was planning on using what we had leftover from Polly’s New Year’s Eve party. It would have been perfect.” Betty said.“What did he say about that?”Betty looked down at her salad and picked at it. “I didn’t exactly mention it.”Toni raised an eyebrow and Kevin let out a heavy sigh.“But obviously if I was pushing to do the decorations, I had a plan,” Betty said, her words sounding thin.“Last time I checked Jones wears several different hats, but mind reading is not one of them,” Toni said. “And being straightforward isn’t Betty’s,” Kevin said.Betty elbowed him in the ribs. “I thought you were supposed to be on my side?”He squirmed away from her. “I am. But you tend to have a take charge attitude and don’t always share the whole plan. Or let other people have much input when you’ve made up your mind.”“What’s that supposed to mean?”Kevin held up his hands defensively. “I’m just saying, maybe this thing isn’t all one-sided. You’re not used to people wanting to help plan something, and he’s -” Kevin faltered, not knowing Jughead enough to speak to his personality.Toni, though, was quick to step in. “Jughead is a snarky gloom and doom nerd. His people skills need some help too.”“Exactly. But maybe if you try to work with him.” He let the thought linger a moment before going into the latest gossip about the lacrosse team.

Xxxx

Thursday Afternoon - Party Countdown; 1

“I’m doing this for Archie, Jughead. If you don’t like that, then you don’t have to be involved,” Betty said after a few deep breaths.“This was my idea, Betty. Not some project you can step in and fix just because I’m involved. The door is right there if you change your mind,” Jughead snapped back. He turned away from her and focused his attention on his computer. Betty’s hands clenched and unclenched. A fire burned in her chest and she had to work to stay seated There was nothing she wanted more than to slap him. It annoyed her that he was right; they were doing this for Archie, not for some strange kudos for their own egos. “Fine.”Jughead’s head jerked up and he looked as if he were surprised she’d conceded so easily. “You’re right. I’m sorry,” she said her words clipped. Just because she was wrong didn’t mean she had to like it.His eyes narrowed and Betty waited it out. If he wanted to suspect her of ulterior motives, then so be it. She just wished he could bring the intensity down a little bit.Eventually, he waved to the seat across from him and, in a rare gesture of cordiality, waved Pop down for a round of shakes. While Betty was suspicious herself of his motives, she took the seat and pulled out her planner to go over their last minute plans.

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Friday Night - Party Countdown: 0

Betty leaned against the porch railing, a red solo cup full of something red and overly sweet in her hands. Veronica had sworn she’d like it, but Betty could barely stomach a sip of it. She’d never been one for parties or alcohol or general teenage mischief. Seeing what had happened to Polly had cured Betty of any desire of that.“Looks like we managed to pulled it off,” Jughead said. He lifted a can to his lips - a brazenly boring soda that stood out against their peers attempts to summon Dionysus into the Andrews’ living room.Betty turned towards him and watched him watch the party through the windows. “Surprisingly.”He raised an eyebrow, but didn’t turn towards her. Betty’s eye followed the movement only to trail down his profile. It was odd, she realized, to have never really thought about what he looked like without the permanent scowl and irritable persona he’d taken up as a defense mechanism.“It’ll be a bitch to clean up, though,” Jughead said.Betty snorted and poured her drink into the bushes beneath her. “I vote that’s Archie’s problem.”“And Veronica’s,” Jughead added, with a nod to the opening door.“There you two are,” Veronica said. She shot a sly grin to Jughead who rolled his eyes.Betty filed her questions away for later, particularly those about how close Veronica and Jughead seemed to have gotten over the past year. “This was a really great surprise,” Archie said, oblivious of the strange interaction going on next to him. He looked as tired as Betty felt, but somehow managed a level of energy even she couldn’t fake. She pulled him into a tight hug as the sudden realization that this was their last year of high school hit her. Tears threatened to spill at the corner of her eyes. In six months, Archie would no longer be her constant companion. It would be the first time ever that he wasn’t part of her life. Betty screwed her eyes shut and thought about the good times.“You’re welcome Archie. Happy birthday,” she said through a sniffle.They pulled apart and it was Jughead’s turn to pull Archie into a hug. Betty took a moment to wipe the tears from her cheeks.“Happy birthday, bud,” Jughead said with a grin. He nodded towards Veronica. “Enjoy it while you can.”Betty pulled Veronica into a hug, the pain of missing her not as severe. After all, they’d be roommates next fall, something they’d been planning since they were twelve. “I’m going to call it a night,” Betty said. Veronica kissed her on the cheek and, in a surprising move, pulled Jughead into a bear hug. She whispered something to him that made him flush before letting him go. “Walk her home,” Veronica ordered him. “I want nothing to happen to my girl. We have plans, after all.”“V, I live ten feet away,” Betty reminded her.Jughead rolled his eyes, but complied when Veronica shoed him after Betty. When they reached the sidewalk, Jughead cleared his throat.“Hey, Cooper.”Betty turned to face him. “Yes?”“Are we still in a truce?”She glanced at her watch. “I’ve got another ten minutes until curfew. So, I’d say we were.”Jughead took a step towards her, dropping his gaze to the ground. He swallowed hard, his hands fidgeting. “You’re not half bad, now that I think about it.”Betty smiled. It was probably the nicest thing she’d heard him say about anything in a while. “You’re not half bad yourself, Jones’.”“Also,” he paused, glancing behind them as if to check that they were alone.“What? What is it?” she asked, stepping towards him, worried he’d say or do something. Her fingers curled into a loose fist, but what she wouldn’t have ever expected was for him to pull her close and press his lips against hers.The world came to a startling halt as Betty’s brain went into overdrive. (They were kissing.) This was Jughead Jones her self-proclaimed high school rival in all things that mattered. (He was kissing her.) Before this week they’d never had a nice thing to say about each other. (And she liked it.) The only common ground they ever had was fighting over Archie (Worse, she was kissing him back) and snarking at each other over stupid little things.A car backfired a street over and the spell was broken. The world wrenched itself back into rightful place. Betty’s eyes fluttered open and everything looked the same as it had before. Only there was that look in his eyes, and there was that exhilarating feeling in her chest that could only mean the sky was the limit, and the ground beneath her was shaking. At some point her hand had come to rest on his cheek. It felt normal there, like a bird finally come home to roost. She rubbed her finger against his smooth skin and he turned his head to kiss her palm. “Pop’s tomorrow?” he asked.Betty answered him in another kiss.

#bughead fanfiction #yeah sorry for the long post before the readmore #since my internet is practically non existant at this point #D:

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thegorgonexperiment · 4 years

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I love that Tumblr thinks I want to buy the ugliest shoes in the world. We’re else would we get algorithm so bad that is so good.

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aatasoundtrack · 4 years

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fuck it! chase makes a post on here

im making a post with drawing memes or whatever for lacey @bigord bcs this might be easier to navigate and find what you’re searching for... also i’m bored as fuck lol.. i will update this at some point too hopefully.. let me know if any links break

sorry if there are anything that is linked twice im kinda stupid so <3

im not rlly paying attention to op when im making this so sorry if some of these ppl suck

POSES

with arms

HELP??? go batshit i guess

some poses from something called “how to manga”

poses from jojo

some random poses

couple poses:

kisses (k*sses)

a polyam (three ppl) one which i havent seen before!

this one is so cute holy shit

hurt/comfort

some cute couple stuff

some SMOOCHES

these ones

expressions:

blushing expressions

“contempt” expressions

strange feelings

fear expression which is.. very funny to me for some reason

love expressions!

an expression meme based on some drawn emojis going around (their emoji tag)

heres another one that im not sure how to describe

another one

another one...

tired/grumpy expression meme

love and uh.... Yeah expression meme (why is there drool??)

another pretty basic one

another basic one but may be evil? you decide

another pretty basic one but i think its cute so

“sillier” expression meme

INSANE expression meme grr bark bark

animal crossing emotes :)

another animal crossing one

another basic one but apparently this person kins dr doofenshmirtz from p&f

when you’re just fucking Done

emotions <3

a... variety?

one with some mashed/mixed up emojis

kind of basic but with different levels of emotion or whatever

another one

another one? maybe less basic though

and another one

grumpy expressions

i guess a basic one but i havent seen one drawn in this art style before i dont think

this one is interesting to me

snipperclips expressions

a classic lovey dovey one

uh more basic

this one is kinda interesting

i’m not sure if i’ve seen one... like this before

kind of horrifying tbh

this is... something of sorts

this one is based on german emotions

OUTFITS

Send a fruit and a character to see them in that outfit!

holy shit these outfits are kinda cool

more outfits by same person as above (”twee/cuddlecore type of fashion, so theres a lot of sweaters n button-ups”

and again

this one is clown themed

these ones are cool!

cuteee

this one has real shirts + are “complicated designs”

more real pictures

hat meme!!

crop tops

some misc outfits

real pictures of shirts again

real pictures and theres one section thats kind of space themed which is cool!

holiday outfits

real pictures again

WEBKINZ OUTFIT ART MEME!!

misc outfits with a lot of dresses

pajamas!

this one is interesting (im assuming you can use it for more then ocs)

some costume ones i think

some more irl outfits... pinterest ftw?

GALAXY STUFF

c2 on this one is making me lose my mind

emo??????

what do i call this one but its so fuckign funny to me

purple outfits

gucci outfits (i have a beanie baby named goochy)

misc one

pastel outfits

“ugliest clothes” which is their words but i also agree with

one with accessories!

“diverse” outfits

some costumes!

another misc one i think

heres one! it has credit to the outfits linked too if thats your thing

tops, pants and shoes, and accessories

some interesting outfits here

another misc one i wish i could describe these better

and ANOTHER one

aesthetic outfits

emojis outfits?

i think these outfits are scenecore or something

losing it over b4??

another basic one

some more misc

suit up! (has suits)

some even more misc

emoji outfits!

heres a misc one with VERY little notes

and another basic one

“winter” themed outfits

bathing suits

nothing special abt this one i guess but the death metal tee is funny to me

this one includes matching outfits

dresses...

this ones kinda fancy

“male” clothing... live your manly dreams

medieval outfits

fall outfits

matching outfits for couples

interesting format i guess

not sure where to put this one but.. hair clips!

shorts

more basic stuff

even more misc

this one is fairly random

some of these are cute

these ones are pretty cute

so many of these ask memes are so similar i dont know how to describe them

this one is... something

i think you have to choose your own colors for this one

this ones pretty good

more basic stuff

i dont know what this is

outfits from just dance!

please look at this one i need to know my brain isnt making it up

MISC

send an emoji for a theme (includes outfits and such)

draw an outfit for a character based on a neopets brush

3 in 1 art meme (includes palette/expression/emoji prompt)

draw an oc based on one of these!

colors + possible themes

PROMPTS for outfits

emoji drawing prompts

add horns to a character!

draw character as a monster!

emo/angsty emoji prompts

emo/angsty emoji prompts... two!

another emoji prompt thing with a lot of options

palettes

succulent themed palettes

“emotional” palettes (also includes emotions)

ice cream palettes

heres a misc one

you’ve been rickrolled i guess.. what year is it again

another basic one

chilly color palettes

another misc one

another basic one that im not sure how to describe

“not-quite palettes”

another basic one

halloween palettes

palettes based on the icons of people the maker of this had blocked on tumblr

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Organization XIII - As Cats

I was inspired by two things: the first was this post by boodalinski because I was watching the kill count on youtube and happened to come across it while scrolling through the tumblr tag for Friday the 13th.

I was also inspired by a fanfiction by nyargles called Phil Coulson is Not a Crazy Cat Lady - an MCU fanfic with the avengers as cats, which was fairly entertaining and I highly recommend if you’re an MCU fan.

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Xemnas

Xemnas was your first kitty, a regal black feline that had a look in his eyes that said he was a lot smarter than everyone around him. The old lady you adopted him from couldn’t tell you how old he was, only that she had him for years and that he really didn’t seem to age and didn’t act like an elderly cat. She promised that he was mostly self-sufficient and, honestly, came and went as he pleased, which he does.

You can go days sometimes without seeing Xemnas. You’ll refill his food and water bowls because the contents steadily disappear and there’s evidence that he’s been using the litter box, but you don’t actually see him even when you search high and low through the house.

There’s nothing that you can do. He is the king of your house and he will make it known. When he does bother to show his face, he watches your ever move, obviously judging everything you do. Gets pissed if you don’t give him the highest quality of food - wet. salmon. only. or he’ll just refuse to eat and meow at you like a little asshole until you give in.

Does not get along with the other cats you eventually adopt. He acts as though they’re business partners and gets some of them to do his bidding.

That cat that would stand next to that expensive glass vase that your mother gave you and slowly reach out his paw while you’re like “don’t you dare,” and he’ll just blink slowly at you like the little asshole he is before he pushes the vase to the floor and lets it smash into a hundred pieces.

Xigbar

Xigbar was a wild stray when you first found him lurking on the roof near your rain gutters. His hair was long and matted and he had more scars across his body than any animal should ever have, but he had a surprisingly good attitude when you clicked your fingers and enticed him with cat treats. Turns out the treats were useless, because he just took one look at you and the treats, turned his nose up at you, hopped down from your roof and waltzed past you just to head directly to your front door, meowing in annoyance until you let him inside.

Didn’t mind it when you dragged him into the bath, meowing wildly at Xemnas from where your first cat perched himself on your bathroom counter, watching with an intense eye that almost made you uncomfortable. Xigbar, however, didn’t put up a fight against the water and happily allows you to scrub at the dirt and grime in his fur.

This little asshole gets into everything. You can lock the cabinets and the doors and put padlocks onto the bags of treats but somehow still manages to eat his way through a whole bag of cat food and treats and oh god the bag of catnip like the rat bastard he is.

Xaldin

Xaldin is a large fluffy cat with the darkest hair you’ve ever seen - hair that seems to get tangled no matter what you do, so you need to keep him brushed constantly because he’ll go absolutely ballistic if you try to get it trimmed by a groomer to make it more manageable.

His hair gathers static electricity like whoa, so be prepared to get a static shock if you get close to him, which happens a lot because he gets in moods sometimes where he loves cuddles? But he doesn’t want you to know he loves cuddles. He’ll plop his ass in your lap and expect you to give him a few cuddles and squeezes before he’s done for the day and goes about doing whatever else he does.

A jealous cat, like horribly jealous whenever you pay one of the other cats more attention than him. He needs a lot of affection even though he’ll fight you tooth and nail through it all. He wants to be an independent kitty, okay, but he gets lonely easily, so don’t be surprised if he sneaks in to your room at night to sleep at the foot of your bed and somehow ends up half on top of your pillow with you.

Vexen

A cat that is on the uglier side because of a surprisingly pointed face with a nose that is always up in the air. He has a constant pout and is on the older side, even though you’ve never been able to pinpoint exactly how old he was.

Talks a lot. Meows at you, at the other cats, at himself, at walls, at empty air, at his toys, at everything. He never shuts up. His meow sounds like the disgruntled croak of someone who smoked eighteen packs of cigarettes a day, literally one of the ugliest meows you’ve ever heard in your life.

But that’s okay!!! He isn’t the most handsome cat in the world but by god he’s so smart and endearing. You can’t believe how intelligent he is. He’s the one who locates all of the treats and catnips, Xigbar tears open the bags, and the two of them share in the spoils of their victory.

An indecisive cat. Meows relentlessly to get your attention because he gets lonely. “Y/N pay attention to me!!!” But then when you do he’s like HA SIKE and nips at your heels or hands before he bolts away because he can’t decide if he wants affection or if he just wants to be a naughty boy for no reason.

Lexaeus

You find Lexaeus at the same time you find Zexion, the gigantic cat covering the smaller gray kitten protectively with his huge body against the storm raging outside and against you. They were hiding somewhere under your porch when you heard the tiny kitten mewls from somewhere nearby, and you somehow managed to entice them into the house with warmth and treats.

Lexaeus is one of the biggest cats you’ve ever seen. He’s protective of Zexion - and later, the other cats, too - and he’s quiet and surprisingly agile for his huge size. Of all the cats, it takes him the longest to get used to your presence. He doesn’t trust you at all for what feels like weeks, but slowly he gets used to having you around and... well, he knows that you’re now his primary food source so he begrudgingly accepts you.

But when he does get used to you? He’s a purring machine. Sounds like a small car engine with how much he purrs. The smaller kittens love to lay on him or under him or around him because he’s like a vibrating massager.

Plops everywhere. Plops on your lap when he wants cuddles, which is often. Plops on top of the older cats when they annoy him or if they’re getting out of control. Plops on top of the little cats when he can tell they’re getting anxious. Just a blob of fur sometimes.

Zexion

A teeny baby!!!! Such a sweetheart. Quiet and smart and wary of the entire world around him even though he is so curious and wants to get into everything because he has to be in everyone’s business. He likes to explore even if that means he’ll disappear and appear hours later covered in dust and dirt.

Another one of your rare cats that’s fairly okay with baths. A little lukewarm water and his favorite squeaky toy and he’ll be good to go when you need to wash some dirt out of his hair.

His favorite spot in the world? Perched on top of Lexaeus’s head. You don’t know why, but you think he might like the view from so high up since he has fairly short legs.

Not really a fan of toys in general, but he loves blankets and anything fluffy that he could dig himself in and hide. The more fluff, the better, which is probably why he likes Lexaeus so much. If you can’t find him, chances are that he’s somehow gotten into your bed and burrowed under your covers because WARM

Saix

Saix was a wild stray when you found him lurking near your rain gutters one late, rainy night, with matted fur and an odd scar across

Likes to keep to himself. You don’t own him, he owns you. Doesn’t like to be touched except for on very rare occasions. He’s self-sufficient, similarly to Xemnas, but unlike Xemnas who judges you for long distances but will begrudgingly put up with you if you pat his head, Saix is NOT afraid of swiping at you with your claws.

“Omg, Y/N, are you okay?” And your friends will just stare down at the tiny scratch marks that cover your palms and your arms and your calves. “Oh, yeah, that’s just Saix.”

Likes schedules. Somehow knows your schedule better than you do. He’s your alarm clock in the mornings, waking you up with piercing meows right next to your ear at 6:30 on the dot. Are you late for feeding time? Unacceptable. Get your ass in the kitchen and pour food into his bowl before he takes it upon himself to jump onto the counters and find something to eat for himself.

One of the cats that brings you dead animals because, my goodness you really are useless aren’t you? Here, let me just plop this dead mouse right into your shoes so you can have some sustenance.

Axel

Axel comes as a package deal with Roxas at the animal shelter. You go in to volunteer for a bit and leave with two cats meowing enthusiastically back and forth to each other.

Equally as vocal as Vexen, but his meows are a bit cuter and more high-pitched. Eagerly races after you through the house as he trills in excitement - never has any idea what’s going on, but he’s always happy to be around you!

Axel is arguably the best cat around other human beings. He’s a curious cat when it comes to people and thinks, hey this is another person to give me some sweet pets so I better be nice to them no matter what!!! Also one of the only cats that will actually show themselves when there’s a little child in the room. Sits patiently while the kid will pat him a little too roughly, well-mannered and begrudging as he noses his way around the room.

Best cat around other human beings, yes, but it takes you a while to realize it’s because he’s a nosy little shit and has to be in the middle of everything at all times. Will definitely be winding through people’s legs and whining for attention because he has to be the center of attention or else.

Demyx

Such a dumb cat. Like probably the dumbest cat you’ve ever seen in your life, but it’s gone around from being super dumb to kind of being endearing, because Demyx is such a loving cat and wants all the cuddles and love that you can give him, but he has no common sense whatsoever.

The last of your cats that likes water, and he probably likes it the most out of all of them. Scrub scrub scrub, just let him drown in that warm water, he will thank you with the best cuddles and rubs against your leg.

Follows you everywhere because he wants to be with you because he loves you! Are you heading into the bathroom? Into the kitchen to fix dinner? Into your attic? Out to your car? He’ll be right on your heels.

Makes the cutest noises when he sleeps, like little squeaks and chirps that happen when he gets too excited even when he’s unconscious.

Luxord

Shameless attention whore, without a doubt. Follows you around the house. Follows the other cats. Follows deliver people and your friends out to their vehicles. Tries to follow you to work. He has definitely made you late more than once because he absolutely knows how to sneak past you out the front door.

Most susceptible to bribes of treats. Dangle a few treats in the air and Luxord could quite literally be eating out of the palm of your hand. He gets kind of zealous, though, so get him to do what you need him to do before he starts literally climbing up your pant leg.

Shockingly territorial. He likes things to be a certain way, so if one of the other cats happens to sneak their way into his spot on the cat tower? He can get kind of violent. However, he’s also easily distracted, so fights with the other cats are few and far between.

Marluxia

A sweet, lazy cat who would much rather spread out in your garden in a patch of sunshine than run around with the other cats. He’s an observer, through and through, and keeps himself super groomed. Loves being pampered and doesn’t mind bathing, but it isn’t his favorite thing in the world.

His weak spot? His ears. Rub behind his ears for a little bit and he will literally melt into a pile of fluff across your feet. A scratch behind the ears is instantly calming for your sweet Marluxia.

Cleans himself all the time. Expect to be groomed when he grooms himself because, man Y/N you need to take care of yourself! He’s a handsome boy and he knows it, so he thinks that he’s the epitome of good hygiene. Will also try to help groom the other cats - only half of them put up with it.

Larxene

Your first female cat and Larxene immediately takes up a role as queen. She won’t let any of the other cats take advantage of her, so your boys will either avoid her completely, watch her warily from a distance, or do their best to befriend her and get on her good side.

Static. Electricity. You don’t know what Larxene does when you have your back turned, but every time you go to pet her, you always end up getting an electric shock. She’ll chirp at you and give you a lick before running off to go curl up near the window, but you’re left with your hair standing on end.

Most active at night. When all of the other cats are snoozing, she likes to be up, roaming and wandering the house and exploring. She likes being aware of her surroundings!

Larxene is also the best when it comes to car rides. She’ll stretch out and snooze where your other cats will cry, hiss, swat at you, or hide under one of the seats.

Roxas

Roxas isn’t a stupid cat - he’s actually really smart! - but he’s so clumsy. Trips on air, on his own two feet, on the other cats, on his toys, on his food bowl, etc. He jumps long distances and misses his destination, runs with an intention of leaping but slips on the floor and runs face-first into the wall. Bounces back pretty fast and is fairly resilient, so he rarely injures himself no matter how much he trips and falls.

Most likely to be found: dangling by the scruff in Axel’s mouth, meowing indignantly. Axel took a shine to the little kitten and you aren’t quite sure why, but if you’re looking for either one of them, the other shouldn’t be far behind.

Squeaky toys. Oh, man, all the squeaky toys. Has he disappeared? Just give his favorite toy a squeak and wait a few minutes. He’ll bolt down the hallway and squeak squeak squeak squeaksqueaksqueaksqUEAK

Xion

Oh, my God, the cutest kitten, almost too cute to be real. She’s small and has stubby legs but is surprisingly agile for her size and age. Probably the youngest of all of the kitties.

Has a sixth sense when it comes to human emotions. Knows exactly whenever your upset and she adjusts her behavior accordingly. You’re sad and she wants you to be less sad, so be prepared for constant purring and cuddles until you feel better. Sometimes recruits Roxas to come and snuggle with you.

Hates water, but isn’t afraid of it? Like she doesn’t want to be in the water at all, but she gets scared for you whenever you take a shower and wants to rescue you, so she’ll definitely be meowing at you until you take her into the shower with you, putting her somewhere dry where she can watch you and make sure that you’re okay.

#organization xiii headcanon #kingdom hearts headcanon

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