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As a trans person, gender swapping characters is always kind of a weird thing to me. But the more I think about it, the more I think it is entirely a case to case issue. Let’s use some characters as examples
Amy Rose
Amy loves to be cute and pretty, and I think he would keep that same aesthetic as a boy. However, I’m of the opinion that he would want to be cute and pretty in a distinctly masculine way. I think he’d wear a white shirt with puffy sleeves and a red pair of overalls (his heels would likely stay, they’re super cute and the vertical lines as well as shoe shape make him look taller) Amy Rose is an example of a character I think would change in appearance quite a bit.
Sonic
Sonic on the other hand.. he cares about physical appearance a lot less and I doubt that would change as a girl. Shes the fastest creature alive, so either she always puts on some mascara for the extra super cool flair, or she rushes out the door, no time to waste! I don’t think her standards for coolness would change all too much between genders, so easy things that don’t need prep or maintenance very often, like quill style and maybe some accessories are all I can think she would pick differently than a boy counterpart.
Shadow
(This is my last Sonic example, I promise) Shadow is interesting because he is an example of a character I think wouldn’t change in the slightest. She would look, act, think, exactly the same. Her identity is such a mystery already, she has more important things to worry about than what her presentation appears. Not to mention that her design is already somewhat androgynous, but regardless of what Shadow looks like I wouldn’t change my answer.
I will admit; there is a flaw in my examples thus far. “The girl cares about her appearance so he wouldn’t be girly as a boy!” “The boy is too cool to care, she would only change a little bit” “Wait, hyper didn’t you JUST say this guy is androgynous? Of course she won’t change as a girl!!!”
Shhhhshshshshh worry not fowl beasts, for I have more examples.
Anya Forger
If not for the attitudes of other children around her age in her source material, I would write this off as just Anya being a child. However she is around countless people who care heavily about appearance, both for safety and preference reasons, so for Anya specifically her age isn’t much more than a grain of salt in this discussion. Anya also cares about her appearance, however I do not think he would change appearance in any way that is of his own volition. Anya wants to get world peace, and to be loved by his parents— but she also wants to spend time with her friend and Bond and wear nice things and eat tasty foods. I think that when found by Twilight in the orphanage, he would look exactly as she does in canon, including his haircut. Things would be changed later, mainly he would of course wear the male uniform, but none of Anya’s choices would do anything to influence his appearance in ways that might have been done differently to his girl counterpart.
Franky Franklin
Franky wants a girlfriend. In her environment, ESPECIALLY as a woman, her appearance would be a heavy target of criticism as to why she can’t get one (even though really, Franky looks fine and it is merely her attitude regarding romance that keeps barring her from dates). This is why I believe Franky would lean heavily on femininity while in public than her man counterpart.
Agent Twilight
This one is here specifically as a counter argument to… the counter argument I posed about Shadow the Hedgehog. Cough. Uh. Twilight, unlike Shadow, is both traditionally masculine in appearance AND heavily concerned with his appearance. However I think she would look and act just about exactly the same were she a woman. She has no name, no face, no identity. If she were the mother of the Forger family it would be the exact same Twilight as Loid underneath. Maybe she would have a different hair style, but I sincerely doubt it. Short hair is the most logical as it allows for easy wig use. I can only imagine her growing out her hair as a shortcut for her disguise as a Forger- though I believe while it is growing out she would still wear a wig day to day.
Long story short, sometimes a gender swapped character changes their appearance from small ways to drastic ways. Sometimes a gender swapped character acts differently for whatever reason there may be. Sometimes a gender swapped character looks or acts exactly the same. The part of gender swapping characters that has irked me all this time is that far more often than not, artists do not take that into consideration at all. It feels disrespectful to the integrity of the character. Not to mention the pitfall trap of gender swapping characters for aesthetic reasons: blatantly sexualizing the feminine characters more than the masculine ones.
Valac Clara is creature. Nothing would change about her if she had a dick. Asmodeus Alice is beautiful and powerful and regal— and his ways of displaying that would be different if he were under different societal pressures. Suzuki Iruma… okay well—
Anyways. It’s like, 2 am on Christmas and Santa’s gonna kick my ass and fuck my mom or something if I don’t go to sleep soon so eepy ever yall, enjoy my ramblings.
Oh and the best way to gender swap literally every single character in Ace Attorney is to make them trans I take no criticism 😌
#oh god now I have to tag all the shit I talked about#uhhhh okay erm here it goes#welcome to demon school iruma kun#mairimashita! iruma kun#sonic the hedgehog#spy x family#sxf#franky franklin#agent twilight#anya forger#shadow the hedgehog#amy rose#(I’m not gonna individually tag the wtds characters because I didn’t talk about them as much)#genderswap#trans#fandom culture#just original posts#ace attorney#(THAT LAST PART IS SILLY BTW I DONT ACTUALLY CARE)
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TELL ME LITERALLY ANYTHING ABOUT THE SUN SETS IN UTAH AU I NEED MORE HEARTS ACTUALLY ANYTHING UHHHH UHHHHUHHHH ANYTHING THANKS
TAKING THIS AS AN OPPURTUNITY TO TALK ABOUT OUR STAR LIZZIE!!!
The story is mostly about her, after all.
Elizabeth is WAAAYY closer with evan in this au. At least she becomes closer. When they're young its the same "shed rather be with her dad" business BUT!
When Cassidy moves away elizabeth notices how much it rips evan up (she was literally his only friend) and she kind of. feels a whole lot of sudden sympathy. which is weird for her (LOW EMPATHY AUTISTIC!!!!!!!!!!!!!) and suddenly she's fiercly protective of him. They grow really close but this of course ruins her relationship with Michael. She never held that against him a lot though, she wanted to believe that he was just angry sometimes! he'd get over it! because she didn't really understand how much it affected evan
of course evans mental health was still horrible and his life wasn't going good and, well, things happened between him and mike, some harsh words were exchanged, and they erm. got into a fistfight. that michael won of course, i mean hes much bigger than evan. and that evolved into michael fighting with william and everything escelated way too fast for liz to catch up with and the next day michael was gone without a trace. he stayed missing for a while before william got ahold of jeremy who confirmed he had michael with him.
and liz was DEVASTATED. bc this sucked! her brother just up and left and refused to contact them at all and refused anyone who reached out to him!
But life goes on and she moved on. its not like he was dying right? right? and without mike, she was convinced things would be calmer, so she felt fine to leave for college. Evan didnt feel the same but she assured him itd be fine and left anyways. which nearly came back to bite her but gregory happened and!! whatever!!!
shes happy she loves college but she misses home a lot!! still havent decided why she comes home but she does eventually! and everythings different and confusing and hard to deal with and she really does just dig herself into a hole because she doesnt know where to go. her family is broken and they all seem intent on keeping it that way so shes lost yk?
i reeeaally dont wanna spoil too much about mike's arc because a) its not something i wanna just. drop here and b) i love it very dearly. you know how i am about michael. But I will say she did her best to stop it but she is only one person, so its hard and everythings hard for her but she'll leanr to be okay!!! i believe in her!!!
FUCKING LIZZIE APPRECIATION I LOVE HER SO MUCH
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Netflix ahh storyline...
A self preservational main character who toils in themselves about being an immortal vampire who has to live in night time for all eternity. He works as a security guard for facilities or a bouncer type (he himself would address an issue rather than intervene directly). He feeds on those he's intimate with, but people dont really stick around him long enough for him to maintain a consistent diet (because hes a drag), because of his overall inactivity, he doesn't need to feed too regularly. He meets someone he really likes so much that he doesn't even feed , and he starts working on himself. He goes feeding less intimately and instead hunts and prowls in the night, feasting on unsuspecting victims the standard vampire shtick so he can be vital and show his commitment to her. She also starts taking steps to show her commitment to them. Till eventually, in a playful way, he plays with the hypothetical that what if he was a vampire and the only way they can be together forever is if he turned her into a vampire then she giggles dismissively and shes like oh then I would slay you because im apart of a sacred order of knights that slays unholy dreg beasts and she shows him a brand in her scalp ad the guys like 👁👁 i thought you guys disbanded back in the 1312 and shes like yea we did but thats just so we can live our normal lives while continuing our sacred duties casually also how do u know about that and hes like oh uhhhh i am a bit of a history nut and shes like whattt me too and the guy cunningly switches the conversation to history and he offers her his personal insights to certain events acting as though he just dies his research and shes like "thats exactly how I remembered it", but quietly to herself as he goes on showing his hand confirming her perspective of being a vampire ... anyways time goes on, and eventually, shes like my family would love to meet you and the guys like erm gulp sure and hes like yeah lets go out at steak dinner at night and shes like no I was just gonna take you to there home just as a handshake sort of thing this weekend afternoon and the guys like .... !!! okay and he loads up on blood by increasing his night vampiring slapping hands with fellow niggas of the night and then its time and hes out and about kinda looking and feeling like shit cuz the sunlight is cooking him up and hes being extra awkward and weird to limit his exposure but luckily her families estate is like surrounded by trees. So hes just getting peppered with sunlight, and as soon as they roll up the chicks, family is like .... bruh again with this bullshit you brought another one them over here and the vampire guy (whos black btw) assumes theyre just being racist and is like what do u mean them and the dads like a monster, by the looks of it a vampire this time and hes like ... ermm check, please, and the chicks (whose half asian half white) like yaa, and im gonna keep bringing them till you all stop being old-fashioned and accept that monsters are not all inherently evil. And the dads like again, oh yeah, then why has there been an increase in attacks in the city leading up to this day, and she's like because he loves me and felt like he had to feed in secrecy. Just to shake your hand and the guys like, so how would he feed if not under the cover of darkness in the night blood letting is inherently violent. Then they get into a really philisophical debate about how life is violent and how their violence is better than their violence yadda yadda then she lays out a blue print on how he can become a manager and use his vampire ability of creating minions to create jobs for people doing bs job stuff and just feed on them willingly giving him blood as part of their job and the dads like ur so smart daughter and shes like how does that sound to the vampire guy and he already booked it out the front door at the prospect of becoming an office manager type . ..
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Hi! I love your Levi imagines, and I saw that your requests were open, so here goes: Can you write a Levi x female!reader story where his s/o is pregnant and goes into labor when Hange is off on a research expedition, so Levi has to deliver the baby with only his squad for assistance? Bonus points if someone on Levi Squad faints in the process!
Heyyyy anon, this idea is so precious and I will definitely do a lil imagine for this scenario! <3
Summary: You go into labor without your designated delivery nurse.
Word Count: 1.9K
Warnings: childbirth, nothing too graphic.
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In the early months of your pregnancy, you and Levi had both been ecstatic. But once the last two or so months had creeped up on you, the two of you began to get anxious. Hange had originally agreed to deliver the baby, seeing that she was the only person that Levi trusted to go near you besides himself. You felt ready to pop as you sat out in the courtyard with Mikasa, she was watching you like a hawk, grey eyes alert and tracking every muscle twitch. It had been strange, as soon as you began to suspect that you were pregnant, Mikasa had began clinging to you. It was as if she sensed the change, eventually you gave up on trying to figure out how she had known, and chalked it up to her Ackerman DNA.
Eren and Jean were running around, Connie desperately trying to keep up with them as they passed a deflated ball back and forth, obviously keeping it out of Connie’s grasp. You smiled fondly as Sasha leapt into the air and snatched the ancient ball from them, passing it to Connie, who ran in the opposite direction. Armin and Annie were laying on a blanket looking up at the sky, Annie’s hand was pointing at a cloud, you could see her lips moving, followed by Armin’s soft laugh.
You hadn’t wanted kids. Not really, that hole had been filled by these fools, but once you all had overcome the issues in Marley, those feelings began to ebb away. Especially once you and Levi began seeing each other. He had been reluctant, but Hange had stayed consistent in pushing him to pursue you. Low and behold two years later, you were married with a bundle of joy on the way. You had felt nauseous all morning, crampy, and sore in your lower abdomen. It wasn’t until the afternoon, about two hours prior that you had felt the first contraction. They were closer now and you weren’t really able to hide them anymore. So Mikasa noticed when you flinched for the second time in twenty minutes. She turned and placed a firm hand to your shoulder.
“What’s wrong? Where does it hurt?” She asked, those coal grey eyes scanning your face for an answer.
“I...have been having contractions.” You admitted guiltily as you rubbed your swollen stomach to ease yourself.
“Uh oh...” Mikasa’s expression dropped, skin paling as the realization struck her. Hange had left only days prior, for an important meeting alongside Erwin and the other high up military personnel.
“It’s fine, I’m fine. It isn’t quite time yet, just maybe help me get back inside?” You were beginning to sweat as the contractions began to become more intense. She nodded and helped you to your feet, the others all noticed the movement and followed like little ducks. You only managed to stumble into the parlor and fall onto one of the sofas there, the teens all towering over you.
“What do you need?” Annie was standing at your side, the back of her hand pressed to your forehead.
“I’ll go get Levi!” Jean offered before taking off and up the stairs, sprinting up them two at a time.
“I’ll go get snacks!” Sasha sprinted towards the kitchen, Connie chasing after her. Armin was standing frozen as he watched Mikasa and Annie both take your hands. Eren was just as bad as Armin, those jade green eyes wide and focused on the space between your legs.
“Uhhhh (Y/n)....I think that-” Eren’s face was beet red as he stumbled over his words.
“Your water broke!” Armin informed you as you tried to meet their eyes over your stomach.
“No, I could have sworn that my contractions were-”
“What in god’s name is-” Levi froze, Jean panting alongside him as they all stared at the fluid dripping down your legs, soiling the couch and your cotton dress.
“(Y/n)...” Levi’s face was pale and his eyes were wide as he rushed to close the space between you. You eagerly gripped his hand as another contraction he let out a shaky breath along with you as the contraction ended.
“What are we supposed to do?” Eren said numbly as he stared at Mikasa who was propping your up.
“We...need to get her a better bed or, something.” Mikasa spoke slowly, Annie nodded in agreement, her icy eyes scanning the room.
“Move those chairs, then go get a mattress from one of the rooms down the hall.” Annie ordered, Eren and Armin darted off to complete the mattress task, while Jean began shoving the chairs out of the way. Connie and Sasha returned, with rags and towels along with an apple shoved in Sasha’s mouth. In mere minutes the room had been transformed into a makeshift delivery room, basins of clean water and mountains of towels. Mikasa and Levi helped you down onto the stripped mattress, Mikasa settled behind you, allowing you to recline back into her. You were shocked by how calming it was to just feel her heartbeat. Levi started by your side, his hand gripping yours. That was until Annie cleared her throat and looked down at your knees.
“Someone...needs to check...” Annie trailed off as everyone shared uneasy glances. Connie shook his head violently, Jean looked green along the gills, Sasha crunched on the apple. Armin swallowed loudly.
“I can...coach someone but I don’t think that I’m comfortable actually...” He flushed as he spoke and you let out a low groan.
“Look I don’t give a shit who does it, but someone needs to see how dilated I am.” Your breathing was deep and somewhat controlled as the room once more fell silent.
“I’ll do it.” Levi said finally as he placed a kiss to your knuckles before shuffling to the end of the mattress. Armin joined Levi, but his eyes were glued to the ceiling.
“O-Okay you need to take your fingers and line them up at the erm...you know.” Armin’s cheeks were so red. Annie huffed, unamused as she joined them at the foot of the mattress.
“Sit down, you’re making me nervous.” You said breathily to Jean, Eren, and Connie who all quickly came to rest on the floor near your head. You grimaced at the feeling of Levi’s fingers against you.
“Uh...what am I looking for?” Levi’s voice was unusually high as he clutched your calf nervously.
“Four fingers!” You groaned, leaning back into Mikasa as you felt yet another contraction.
“That’s two in five minutes, it’s nearly time.” Armin informed, eyes still on the stone ceiling.
“Four? Then...it is time.” Levi said breathlessly as he lifted his head to meet your eyes.
“Great okay, start your breathing like Hange taught you (Y/n).” Mikasa spoke surprisingly calmly as she rubbed your shoulders. You began to pant, shutting your eyes tightly as the lower half of your body felt like it was being torn in two. You let out another moan, you vaguely noticed that Connie and Sasha had both gotten up and were rummaging through the bookshelf.
“-It says in this book that...the baby’s tail should fall off in no more than three days?”
“Are baby’s born with tails?”
“No...at least my siblings weren’t..”
You let out a bark of laughter at the pair as they debated the contents of the book.
“Shut the fuck up you two and get those towels ready.” Eren ordered, his face pale and voice high with panic.
“Yeah what he said.” Jean agreed, his hand covering his eyes as he held your free hand tightly.
“Okay but this book says-”
“For the love of god just-” Eren made it half way through his sentence before you let out a low groan as you pushed for the first time. Armin nodded in approval, Annie as holding your dress up as Levi narrowed his eyes in concentration.
“That’s it, take your time.” Annie encouraged as she reached into her boot for her dagger. You felt your baby slide down, and into the birth canal.
“I...can see the head!” Levi announced as he held his hands out for the baby as you prepared for another good push.
“Good, only a few more (Y/n)!” Armin assured you as he blindly reached out and braced himself on Levi’s shoulder. You moaned, throwing your head back into Mikasa’s shoulder as Eren dabbed your neck with a damp towel.
“So close, you can do it.” Mikasa encouraged as you let out a choked sob, your pelvis felt as if it was about to rip in half as you felt the head crowning.
“Okay Levi, you need to guide the head out, twist so that the shoulders can come out.” Annie informed calmly as she watched Levi gently rotate the baby’s head, allowing the baby to slip free. He let out a shaky gasp as he held the newborn in his hands while Annie sliced the umbilical cord. Armin finally looked as Connie wrapped the baby in a fresh towel.
“I’ll clean-” He pushed the towel aside and beamed at you and Levi.
“-her. I’ll clean her up.” He said as he and Sasha rushed to the nearest basin to wash the baby. Mikasa rubbed your arms as Armin began guiding Levi on the steps to delivering the placenta.
No more than five minutes later, you had your baby girl against your chest. Her head was amazingly full of black silky hair. Her eyes were shut, but you had a feeling that when they opened that they would be a charcoal grey. Levi shuffled up next to you, pressing a kiss you your temple, his lip trembling as he looked down at your daughter.
“You did it.” You said breathlessly as you smiled up at Levi.
“No...you did it.” He said as he gently placed his hand over your daughter’s back, which was rising and falling steadily. Mikasa shifted as she tried to worm away from you, Levi gladly taking her place.
“What will you call her?” Eren asked as he wrapped an arm over Mikasa’s shoulders. You swallowed thickly and looked back up at Levi who was still busy staring at your baby.
“Kuchel.” You said without hesitation, Levi seemed startled when he heard the name, and then his eyebrows furrowed as he fought to keep his face free of emotion.
“Yeah, that’s-” His voice cracked and he buried his face in the crook of your neck.
“-that’s perfect.” he finished his sentence and the kids all mumbled their agreements as they watched you push your dress aside to feed your baby, who was cooing and gripping at the seams of your dress.
“Kuchel.” You hummed as Levi stroked her back, her eyes cracked open for the first time, and you choked back a sob at the sight.
Her eyes were not grey, but a familiar (e/c), she had your eyes.
“Oh-” Jean choked back his own sob, biting his knuckles as he turned on his heel and buried his own face in Sasha’s shoulder as he cried.
“Jeanboy” Connie said teasingly, despite the thick emotion in his own voice.
“Let’s get out of here everybody.” Annie advised as she watched Levi thread his finger through his daughter’s as she began to suckle on your breast.
“Congratulations.” they all murmured as they took their leave. You relaxed back into Levi, finally able to be alone for the first time with your little family.
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Lol I loved this, I used to want to be a labor and delivery nurse. But that was before I realized that Chem is NOT my friend. Anyway, sorry I couldn’t squeeze in someone fainting, but if you care I think that Jean would be most likely to. Only because he’s an only child and doesn’t know what child birth is like.
But seeing as how much they have been through in the canon universe I doubt that childbirth would be the most disturbing sight lol. Hope that you enjoy this! Requests are still open so send me stuff :)
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Tom Holland x black reader getting caught fucking in his childhood bed and his parents making reader and Tom talk about it in a family meeting 💀💀
Oop-
Summary: que?
Warnings: smut and an awkward situation. Cringy smut of course, yelling ar new borns- LaNgUaGe
T.H| I’m Sorry You Said What?
You and tom rode in the car, bumping to something random on the radio as you both made your way back to his old home. Youve been there before but it was nice to come back after a while.
“Y/n?” “What?” You asked looking at him. “I love you” “ewwwww” you stuck out your tongue, he rolled his eyes and smacked his lips while you giggled.
“Im sorryyyyyy” “no your rude” tom shook his head unbuckling himself. “It was a simple joke! Its not my fault you couldnt take it!” He glared at you “you suck” “you swallow” “you choke” “i- i do” you admit making him laugh “ i wont lie” you shrugged and hopped out the car, closing the door behind you.
You both walked to the door and he held on your waist pressing a kiss to your forehead. He knocked and was met immediately with his father with a bib on. “Whats the bib for?” “Im trying to online teach kids how to eat neatly” “they must be newborns for that-“ you bud in.
“Exactly- its to mad in there” “they dont even know theyre moving how do you expect them to know how to raise a fork” nikki asked making you all laugh as dom shrugged but opened the door more inviting you both in. Tom stepped in after you both and you shared hugs before he pulled you into his room. “Thomas is this your room?” “Yes” “why is there a one direction poster?” “I love Niall Horan” he shrugged and shut the door.
Your eyebrows furrowed at him in confusion “I would take you as more of a zayn fan” “well there goes something new, and I know about your obsession with Harry styles already, do NOT rub it in” he demanded making you giggle, you took off your shoes and laid in his bed, which was comfy, not firm like yours used to be, but as long as you had a roof over your head everything was goddamn fine🙄.
Thomas decided to lay down next to you and you still looked around “I’m supprised you don’t have twilight in here” you giggled “shut up” he chuckled and laid his head in your breast, you played with his hair and tugged it a bit making him let out a small groan “Thomas don’t-“ “you tugged my hair!” “This is your childhood room for heaven sakes” “let’s make more memories then!” He suggested. “You get on my nerves’ you smacked your lips as he reached up to kiss your neck and slowly make his way to your sweet spot. “I want youuuu” he sung.
“But I dontttt” “yes you doooo” “okay maybeeee” “I’m gonna take off your clothessss” “go aheadddd”you moaned a little bit from his nibble on your sweet spot as he trailed his hands down your stomach giving you goosebumps. Your turned your head to meet his lips, “did I ever tell you how amazing you look today?” “No”
“Well-“ he cut himself off, you just love to ruin the mood all the time. “Ay don’t blame me if anything you did because were in your childhood bed right now” “I’m gonna fuck you and that’ll make you be quiet, won’t it?” You just sighed at his words, but letting the blood flow south.
“Actually it won’t, I’d make you scream and let everyone hear- (this is your family for heaven sakes😭)” he mumbled, playing with the hem of your underwear and you let out a low moan. “Yeah i know youd like that, naughty girl (😭😭 i cant)”
He gently rubbed your pearl over your paintes while you unbuckled his pants, palming him through his jeans feeling his hard. He let out a groan and pressed harder on your clit making you whine and buck your hips onto his hands.
“AH” you both jumped and looked at the door seeing it was still shut you sighed in relief. “NO NO WHAT ARE YOU DOING? STOP THE FORK DOESNT GO ALL THE WAY DOWN YOUR THROAT! STOP IT RIGHT NOW- IM TELLING YOUR MOM- WHAT WHAT- DONT CRY PLEASE STOP ILL GET IN SO MUCH TROUBLE”
Tom groaned by the buzzkill of his father, but let out laughs in your neck. “Just make it quick tom” you whispered against his forehead kissing it, he nodded and got up, walking to the door and you stood to, taking off your pants while he made sure it was locked, when he looked back he saw you struggling and tripping over your shoes making him chucke before walking over and making yiu stand straight, right before pinning you to the wall.
He took your hands and yanked them over your head making you clench your legs together. “Open up” he demaned softly, putting his knee in between your legs and opening them before looking at you. “Your so beautiful baby girl” he kissed you, biting your lip. “Dont move your hands? Hear me?”
“But it will start to hurt” you pleaded but he only tsked at you and told you to follow his orders before pulling down his pants and boxers a bit to pull himself out, you both still had clothes on, well you didnt have your jeans on (which is so fuckin unfair) and your shoes but he kept his on.
He took his hands and pressed his chest against your to keep you in place before he lifted your legs around his hips and used a single hand to pull your panties to the side. He spit in the tip of his fingers before runnjng them through your folds “oh- your already soaked” he said before coning cocky “i didnt even do anything yet” “please fuck me already” you begged and he smiled, watching as he slipped himself in, a moan leaving both of your lips.
He started to fill himself in you while you struggled to keep your hands in place. He groaned pumping in you, fucking you against the wall, he hooked his hands under your knees and pushed them closer to the walls to open you up. “Fuck tommy” you gasped, your head leaning back against the wall and he took the chance to lick and suck on your sweet spot, to hot in the moment to remember where he is.
“Fuck y/n your so tight- shit-“ he felt you clench, he started to harder but slow, the sound bouncing off the wall as you swallowed your moans. “Shit- tommy” your back arched off the wall, your arms to tired and heavy so they went around his shoulders and your head in his neck. “You tired baby?“
“UMMMMM” nikki said, both of your heads whipping around. “MOM-“ she slammed the door closed before anything else could happen.
“Dinner is in 15 minutes- uhhhh dont be late. Make sure to clean up” she said leaning up against the door “and please dont ya know-“ she nervously chuckled “finish” “IT WASNT LIKE THAT I SWEAR”
“Thomas it’s obvious” you glared at him, when he pulled out of you a sigh left your lips. “I swear i locked the door” he said putting himself back, watching you as you got yourself together. “Does it really matter now?” He only shrugged in response.
Toms cheeks were scarlet while you tried to get yourself to stop shaking so much. “It cant be that bad, right?” You held onto his arm for strength. “I mean it should all be fine cuz like- they did it to have me!” “Yeahyeahyeah” you nodded, kinda getting confident. “Lets just go” you pulled his arm to the dinning room, meeting a pair of 2 eyes starring at you both.
You all just sat there in silence, all of your movements halt as you made eye contact with nikki and tom made eye contact with his dad. “Dont be shy now, its only dinner” nikki said, placing the plates infront of the seat.
You looked at tom and he did a small nod walking right behind you to sit in the seats right next to each other.
“If you couldnt already tell we are having- erm spaghetti” she smiled trying to ease the tension but it was to thick.
After everyone took a couple bites you sipped the water. “Would you care to explain what happened-“ you choked on the water at doms words, the water shooting out of your nose while everyone looked at you. “I drank it to fast- haha” you faked a laugh, cleaning yourself up with the napkin.
“I didnt know you could do that....” tom said before looking at his dad. “We uhhh had ya know” tom looked away, feeling his ears start to burn up. “Ya know???” Nikki comments.
“You knowwwww like uhmmm” “clearly child” dom said glarring at him. “Who had the idea?” “I think we both know who”
You lifted your arms up in defense “it wasnt me” tom smaced his lips at you and you looked at him shrugging “it wasnt!” “You told me to make it quick!-“
“THOMAS” “whaaaat?! Its true!” “You still started it!”
Nikki and don watched the fued between as you to continued to complain and fight. “You were clearly being to loud thats why we got caught!-“
“Actually i heard thuds against the wall soooo” nikki spaced off as you glarred at him. “Who was making to much noise?” You lifted an eyebrow before he rolled his eyes and turned his chair a bit to not look at you.
“Did you use protection?” Dom asked. “Uhhh no” tom said. “Why not?” Nikki butted in. He only shrugged. “You need to use protection” “no we dont”
Nikki tapped behind her ear “what did you say?” “We will use protection” tom changed his mind. “Aha and how did you get that mark on your neck” nikki turned to you.
“I-uh burned my neck with the curling iron!” “Your hair isnt in curls” you bit your lip at her words “yeah welp i gave up after and dumped my hair in water” dom tried to read toms face and body language “it looks like a bruise, how high was the temperature?” Nikki asked, slightly concerned. “I have no idea”
“Just- why here?” Tom starred at nikki “i dont know i was just caught in the moment~” “dont you only say that when your a virgin doing it-“ “y/n we are supposed to be a team!” “Im just saying!”
“Before you both argue again.....” nikki said stopping the pot from boiling. “I just want to say that i hope your both happy and no longer sexually aroused”
“Nikki!” “What?! I have to say that Dominic!” “No you didnt, but if you dont mind i have to be leaving now, i have to teach the babies how to read” dom stood and took his plate to the kitchen, soon everyone done with their meal as you sat in silence washing dishes with nikki.
“Are you planning on making me a grandma?” She whispered, handing you the wet dish. “No not really” you sighef, drying the dish. “That sucks” “yep”
“But like why not!” “Toms busy with work and all do i dont want him to feel to responsible” “i have to agree on that one, barely wants to wipe his ass” “nikki!” You whisper yelled as she giggled, passing you anothet plate as you put the old one back.
“I know how it feels- dom cant keep his hands off of me” she winked as your eyes widened at her. “What! Im old not dead y/n” “you are not old nikki and plus i dont wanna know that!” “Hey im just letting you know” she shrugged.
“Dad she isnt pregnant and wont be anytime soon” “just bring me the babies! I will teach them how to cook, clean, eat-“ “thats our job dad”
“Well its better then these babies- WHO WONT STOP CHEWING ON THE BOOK-“
“WAAAAAAA”
“OH GOD PLEASE STOP CRYINGGG BLOODY HELL” dom said, snatching the ipad. “But please dont have sex in my house, thomas” dom glared at him while tom aggressively nodded his head.
“S-seth”
“THATS A NO NO WORD- STOP SAYING THAT” dom yelled again, stressing himself out. “WHY ARE YOU EVEN DOING IT IN THE FIRST PLACE?” Nikki yelled from the kitchen, walking infront of you into the livingroom.
“BECAUSE THESE BABIES ARE GONNA BE VERY SMART- IF THEY COULD FECKING LISTON (i did that on purpose)”
“f-fe-“
“Dont you even” he pointed at the new born through the ipad.
“Seth!”
“DOMINIC!”
#tom holland x reader#tom holland#tom holland fanfic#tom holland x black!reader#tom holland imagine#tom holland au
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Cheer Squad
Pairings: Peter Parker x reader
Summary: Y/N and Peter and close friends who go to high school together but secretly work with the avengers in their spare time. They have huge crushes on one another but won’t admit it. Y/N makes the cheer squad at their high school and invites Pater and the avengers to come along to see her perform.
Request: please may i request a peter parker x reader where theyre really good friends and secretly have a crush on each other and the reader makes the cheer squad at their school and is really excited about it, so she invites the avengers to come see her perform and afterwords she asks peter what he thought and hes like “uhhh” and shes like “you didnt like it? :(” like shes really innocent and hes like “NO I DID” but the problem was he liked it a little too much... if you get what i mean??? thank you!!!
Warnings: horny peter and swearing
A/N: this idea really made me giggle :)
“GUESS WHO MADE THE CHEER SQUAD!” you screamed, running into the shared lounge room of the avengers. The all so sudden and loud entrance made a few of the people in the room jump, not expecting you yell.
“Erm...you I’m guessing?” Sam quirked an eyebrow.
“Yes! I did!” you squealed, unable to calm your eagerness.
“Congrats, kid, I knew you could do it!” Steve patted you on the back.
“Oh, jeez. Don’t tell me the old man gave you one of his ‘inspirational talks’ before you went to tryouts,” Tony pulled a bored face. Steve chuckled sarcastically, returning a snarky remark.
“He did, actually. And it really helped, Steve, so thank you,” you smiled, giving him a quick hug.
“I’m so proud of you, Y/N,” Natasha grinned. “When are you performing?”
“Well, that’s what I came to talk to you guys about,” you smirked, sitting down next to Sam. “There’s a football game - which I’ll be performing at - in two Thursdays time! I’d like to invite you guys along.”
“Sounds, good, kid, we’ll be there,” Tony replied, sipping his coffee.
You sqealed again, in excitement, “great. I can’t wait for you all to see what I’ve been working on!” You jumped up, about to leave.
“You gonna invite your boyfriend?” Sam smirked.
“M-my what?” you slightly stuttered - hoping he wasn’t talking about Peter. For months now you’d been basically drooling over Peter Parker; he was everything you wanted but you were just close friends - nothing more or less. However, the other avengers seemed to think you were more than just friends.
“Peter, of course,” Sam chuckled, causing your face to blush bright red.
“For the last time, Sam, he’s not my boyfriend. We’re just close friends.”
“Yeah, yeah close friends. A little too close if you ask me,” he sent you a wink. In response, you held up your middle finger.
“Woahhhh!” came the voices of Steve and Tony.
“There’ll be none of that under my roof, young lady,” Tony warned, pointing a finger at you.
“Yeah, take it easy, kiddo. Do you want us to tell your parents?” Steve questioned, seriously.
“No...” you mumbled, eyeing Sam as he smirked in a triumphant way.
Moments later, Peter walked into the room.
“Hey, guys, what’s-oh Y/N! Hey, I didn’t realise you were here,” he gave you a smile that made your heart melt.
“Hey, Peter, I was just here to ask everyone if they wanted to come to my cheerleading performance at school,” you smiled back at him, trying to act normal.
“What?! You made it into the cheer squad?” Peter gasped, giving you a warm embrace. You slightly froze at first, not expecting his kind gesture, but then placed your arms around him and returned the embrace.
“Yeah...sooo...do you want to come watch?” you asked, nervously - praying he’d say yes.
“Are you kidding?” he asked, letting go of you; an empty feeling then rushed over you at the loss of contact, “I wouldn’t miss it for the world!” He gleamed, sending that familiar feeling spreading across your heart again.
“Thanks, Peter, that means a lot,” you stared into his eyes, admiring them for a bit too long.
A cough was heard from beside you and you broke eye contact with Peter.
“Are you two love birds going to be staring into each other’s eyes all day or can we get on with our lives without puking every time we look over at you?” Sam joked. You shot him a death glare, groaned in annoyance and left the room.
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After a couple of weeks of training, the day had finally arrived. You were overwhelmed with excitement but also nervousness.
You couldn’t help but think what if Peter didn’t show up? Or what if he did but wasn’t impressed? However, while calming yourself down, you dismissed these thoughts.
“Alright, ladies, it’s time to go out there and show ‘em what we got!” your squad leader smiled with fake enthusiasm.
You took one last look at yourself in the changing room mirror; your belly-top fit tightly to your torso; your skirt fit just right, landing slightly below your ass.
“Well, here goes,” you mumbled before stepping out of the changing room and jogging alongside the rest of your squad.
The routine started. Looking into the crowd, you saw all of the avengers supporting you. Seeing them all there made you gain a lot more confidence; seeing Peter made your heart sore.
The squad performed perfectly; no one messed up, the flips and catches were perfect. You didn’t feel one bit of self-conscienceness but, instead, embraced the feeling of everyone’s eyes on you.
More than once, you glanced towards Peter to see him looking sort of uncomfortable but you thought nothing of it and continued with the routine.
After the performance finished, you received a huge applause from the audience - and an embarrassingly loud cheer from the avengers.
Making your way up the stairs, to where the avengers were, you greeted them all and thanked them for coming.
They responded with compliments: “You were incredible!” “Nice job, kid.” “I’m coming to all your performances from now on!” “You were the best cheerleader in that squad.”
Everyone was giving you feedback and compliments. Except Peter - the one you wanted to hear them from the most.
After you made your way across the bench, talking to all of them, you sat down between Wanda and Peter.
“What did you think of my performance, Pete?” you asked, your heart pounding in your chest.
“Uhhhh...” he mumbled, looking extremely uncomfortable.
“Oh...you didn’t like it?” you questioned, feeling a sharp pain to your heart.
“What? No, no I did enjoy it. In fact...I, er, think I enjoyed it a little too much,” Peter replied, blushing slightly.
“A little too much? I don’t understand?” you responded, innocently.
“What I’m trying to say, Y/N, is that I really enjoyed watching you-watching t-the performance, that is,” he stammered, correcting himself.
“Okay...?” You felt something was slightly off with him. “Is everything alright, Peter?”
“Y-Yeah, fine. Great, even,” he replied, looking everywhere, except into your eyes.
Only then did you notice a slightly growing bulge in his trousers. You glanced down to finally understand why he was so uncomfortable.
“O-oh...” you mumbled, internally screaming. “I’m glad you liked it so much, Peter. I kinda only wanted to be in the squad so that you’d come and see me perform.”
Peter looked across at you in shock. “Really?” he asked.
“Yes, really,” you smirked, grabbing his hand. You leaned in, getting closer and closer to him until-
“Oh my god, I knew it! I knew you two had a thing for each other; what’d I tell you, Rogers?” Sam shouted, from the other end of the bench.
“Oh god,” you groaned, placing your head on Peter’s shoulder. “He’ll never shut up about this, will he?”
“I doubt it,” Peter mumbled before leaning in even closer and capturing his lips with yours.
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Sensitive Studies
Hey everyone!! My first fic in a week! This is based off the prompt: “If you’re still doing requests could u pls do one where Patton corrects Logan, upsetting him, so Logan pins him down (or ties him down) and lists off scientific names for body parts while tickling him mercilessly?” -Anonymous.
I may have strayed from the prompt a little bit by adding a few of my own features. But I still hope you enjoy it! So without further ado, please enjoy:
Sensitive Studies:
(Ships): Logicality if you squint
Words ~ 1,999 ~
Thomas sat in his local library, studying for his midterm in Anatomy that he needed to take that friday. If one had been walking past him, they would have seen him diligently typing away on his laptop. But if they could read his mind, they would have seen an entirely different scenario.
“Do we have to do this right now?” Roman leaned both elbows on his wooden desk and questioned Logan who was currently standing at the front of the room, using a ruler to point at the chalkboard. All three aspects were sitting at wooden desks in a line, obviously bored out of their minds. Well, Virgil and Roman were bored out of their minds. Patton, however, was paying attention.
“Would you rather have Thomas fail this test and retake the class Roman?” Logan looked to the fanciful trait coldy. It seemed even the teacher himself was having a hard time with this study session.
Virgil groaned. “Ugh. Look Logan. It's four o'clock pm. Thomas is distracted. I am distracted. We’re all distracted. There’s people around and Thomas’s social anxiety is acting up.” The darker aspect motioned to himself. “Let’s just accept that this is all pointless and that we’re gonna flunk.” Virgil slammed his head on the desk just to emphasize the fact that he was tired.
“Aww c’mon Anxiety! He will do just fine! We can push through it!” Roman and Virgil only groaned at Patton’s encouragement, however no one caught the small, mischievous smile carefully spreading across the moral aspect’s face.
“Yes. Thank you Patton. Now as I was saying,” Logan pointed his meter stick back at the chalkboard, unaware of what Patton was really trying to accomplish. “Inside of the leg there are two major bones: the fibula which is the main supporting bone of the shin, and then a shorter, thinner bone located on the outside of the fibula which is known as the-”
“Tibia honest Logan, I think you got your terms mixed up.”
Logan slowly faced Morality with a confused expression. “Erm…wha-ohhhh.” As the rest of the sides in the room gave a snort, Logan groaned. “Patton...really? Now of all times you decide to ‘drop’ a pun?”
“What’s the matter Teach? The pun was only an added BONE-us to your lecture!”
Yes. Logans eye did twitch. He tried to think of a snarky comeback, but was unsuccessful.
“Calseeum coming fast enough, Logan?” Patton wiggled his eyebrows up and down.
“Patton!! Stop. You are not helping! And I am right about the tibia being the thinner bone!” He pointed back to the chalkboard, completely convinced he was right. Virgil leaned over to whisper something in Roman’s ear.
“...yerkes-dodson…” The fanciful trait had to cover his mouth for fear of the giggles that would escape. Luckily, neither Patton or Logan was paying attention to them.
“Really? Haha. Well, maybe you should check the notes just to be sure.” Patton gave the logical aspect a knowing smirk as the latter grumbled.
Thomas abruptly stopped typing, and checked the textbook in front of him. Eyes widening, he realized the information stored in his mind about the fibula and tibia had been reversed. With a sigh of relief and recollection, he corrected the mistake, in his mind and on his laptop.
“Hahahahah!!! Patton was right! Logan was wrong!” Roman shouted as he flipped his desk and laughed heartily.
“OOOOHHHHH!!!!” Virgil pulled up an MLG Airhorn app on his phone and fired it about 10 times. Quite frankly, Logan was not amused.
“Hey Patton! What are the chances of this happening?” Roman continued to tease the Logical aspect.
“Gee, I dunno Roman. Maybe...infinitesimal?” Patton giggled cutely.
“Ugh! Both of you! Out! You are not helping!” With a snap of his fingers, Logan sent the fanciful and anxious aspects back to the mind palace before they even had time to react. “You weren’t really necessary anyways.” He scoffed towards their previous locations, before turning to the moral aspect.
“Awww Logan. That wasn’t necessary.” Patton pouted and stood up from his desk. “Even if Roman isn’t necessary for this midterm, Virgil still is.”
“Perhaps, but I am not in the mood to deal with anyone’s silliness at the moment.”
“Does that mean we get a little study break, before we tickle our memory with some quiz questions?” Patton chuckled as Logan stopped in his tracks, but suddenly grew confused when the logical aspect continued to remain silent.
“Hmmm...that is not a bad idea Patton.” Logan finally turned back towards Patton, but instead of looking at him, he had his nose in a version of Thomas’s notes.
“The study break is not a bad idea?” Patton grinned.
“No.” Logan replied cooly. He walked past Morality, completely ignoring the perplexed look on his face.
“Uhhhh Logan? What are you thinking?” Patton was growing nervous. Without saying anything, Logan snapped his fingers and a plethora of things happened at once.
The door disappeared. The desks had been scrunched together. And four mechanical arms came out of the walls, grabbing Patton by the wrists and ankles.
“Wo-woah!!!” Patton cried in terror as the four arms lifted him off the ground and laid him face up on the scrunched up desks. “L-logan!! What’s happening?” Patton used struggle, but it was not very effective.
During this whole ordeal, Logic didn’t even look up once. He just continued walking around, occasionally turning a page of the notebook he was holding, mumbling to himself. It was only after a minute that Patton had asked his question Logan decided to lift his head and look him straight in the eyes. “Ah. I see you are confused. Well, this is my dream space and I do have control over what goes on in here.” He lowered his gaze back into the notes.
“B-but Logan, what are you going to do?” Patton felt a small breeze daintily dance into his armpits, causing him to shudder.
“Why I’m only doing what you suggested…” He turned around and faced the moral aspect with the straightest face he could muster. “...tickling our memory. You see...we have finished all of our regular studying, and all thats left is the matching portion of the midterm. And because you are oh so smart,” at this point, Logan did begin to smirk. “And decided it a good idea to give your input, why wouldn’t I take it?” He closed the notebook and set it aside, the breath of the moral aspect shortening with each action he took. The pieces had clicked into place a long time ago.
“But Logan! There are tons of other ways to study! W-why this one?” Patton began to sweat.
Logan scanned Patton’s body. “Well, I already gave the reason, but if you must need another, I understand you enjoy getting tickled by means of knismesis and gargalesis.” Logan’s smirk grew as Patton blushed and gulped, deciding to shut his mouth and not respond.
Logan snapped and two more mechanical arms appeared and stripped Patton of his footwear and socks. The logical trait pulled out a feather and immediately ran it across the top of Patton’s feet. “We begin with the pedal area, also known as the top of the feet.” Patton held his breath and with it the tiny giggles too.
“Then we travel to the tarsal,” the feather trailed to the instep of Patton’s foot. “Down to the calcaneus or also known as heel.” In a U-shape pattern the feather traced the edge of his feet clockwise back up to his toes. Patton clenched his eyes and mouth shut, attempting not to encourage his tormentor. His plan wasn’t working.
Logan let the feather rest right on the outside of his toes. “Do you remember what the scientific word for ‘toes’ are Patton?” Even in his teases the Logical aspect was professional.
“Carpals?” Patton squeaked as Logan’s smirk formed itself into a grin.
“Wrong answer.” The feather being discarded from Logan’s hand allowed his fingers to wiggle daintily underneath Patton’s toes, a mixture of scuttling and stroking. Patton’s giggles bursted out and escalated quickly.
“Nohohhohohohohhohh!!! Uhuhuhuuhuhuh DIGITALS!! Ehehehehe! Its Digitaahahhals!!” Patton thrashed and shouted the answer that came to his mind, trying to get away, but the mechanical arms stood their ground.
Logan stilled his hands and retrieved the feather. “Very good. I must say Patton. This was a brilliant idea.” Oh there was no mistaking it. Logan was definitely enjoying himself.
“Nohohohohoh more!!” Giggles continued pouring out of Patton’s mouth, even though Logan was not touching him.
“No more? But we have so many more terms to cover.” He motioned to the notebook. “But, it would be in your best interest to answer the rest of the questions I ask correctly. Which shouldn’t be a problem, for someone as smart as you. Now let’s continue.” Logan fired his shots and lowered the feather onto one of Patton’s ankles. “Here is the talus, and as it extends upwards it becomes the sural or calf.” It traced up his leg and stopped to examine it closely. “Now if my memory serves me correctly this is the tibia and this is the fibula. Am I correct?” He squeezed the different parts respectively.
“Yehehehehehs!!!!” Patton almost squealed and nodded his head frantically.
“Very good. Just checking.” He continued stroking the feather up Patton’s leg. “This should be your crural.” Once he got to the hem of the moral traits shorts, he set the feather back down and placed his hands gently on Patton’s thighs. “Tell me three scientific names of body parts covered by your shorts, begin.”
“Wehehehehll okay, theres AHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHH!!! Nohohohohhohoho FAHAHAHAHAHIR!!!” Logan began squeezing Patton’s thighs rapidly.
“I’m not hearing any names Patton. I’m not stopping until I do.”
“AHAHAHAHH!! Fihiihihihne!! Feheheehehmoral, Pehehehehrineal, AAHAHAHAH COXAHAHAHAHAHLL!!! STAHAHAHAHAP!!” Like he promised, Logan ceased his attack and returned to the feather.
“Well done. Next is the abdominal region.” Patton panted and squeaked as he felt Logan lift up his shirt, the feather swirling up into his chest area. “Pectoral and sternal are quite similar.” Patton continued giggling at the tickling sensations. “Not much to say here, but I forgot something quite important.” Patton’s giggles rose with anticipation as the feather trailed back down to his tummy, right into his belly button.
Patton snorted and desperately tried to get away from the devilish feather, but was still unsuccessful. “What is this called Patton?” Yes Logan was still smirking.
“BELLY BUTTON!!!” Blushing, Patton’s laughter bubbled out.
“That is a correct term, but not the right terminology in our case. Perhaps this will prompt you.” Logan bent down to the Patton’s navel and blew a raspberry right on it. Patton squealed.
“AYEEEEEE!!! OHOHHOHKAYYYY!!! UMBILLICUHUHUHUHS!!”
“Ah. There we go. Was that so hard?” He stood back up and tossed the feather on the floor. “For the last few minutes of this study session, we will quickly cover the last few body parts in Thomas’s notes. Are you ready?”
“Nohohohohohohohoo!!!” Patton was blushing and shaking his head violently.
“Great! Name this.” Logan’s hands shot straight up into Patton’s armpits, peaking his laughter once again.
“AHAHHAHAHAHAH AAHAHAHXILLARY!!!”
“Good. And this?” Logan’s hands dived into Patton’s neck earning a couple soft squeals from the moral aspect.
“CERVIHIHHIHIHCALLL!!!”
“And finally...this?” Logan’s wiggling fingers were reduced to one soft stroking finger underneath Patton’s chin.
“Heeeheeheehee mental…” Patton closed his eyes and just smiled, enjoying Logan’s soft touch.
“And we are finished.” Logan stilled his fingers and snapped, returning the room to the state in which it once was. The mechanical arms released the moral trait and set him upright on the floor, in which he almost collapsed, but the logical aspect caught him.
“I would say today’s study session was very...effective.”
“Youhohohohh did ahahahll that on purpose.”
“Perhaps I did…” Logan was still smirking.
Thomas finished typing up his notes on his laptop, grinning widely. After checking they were all correct, he saved his work, closed his laptop, gathered his things, and set out for his apartment. It had been a very productive study session.
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midnight-manga
@freethebunnies tagged me in a get to know you thing so here it goes!
Rules: tag 9-20 followers you want to get to know better! (I don’t have many, and the ones that do, I won’t bother with this, but here are my answers~) Name: Hannah Nicknames: N/A Gender: female
Height: 5'4
Orientation: Straight as far as I know
Hogwarts house: Hufflepuff
Time right now: 11:10 PM
Average hours of sleep: 3-4 or 10-14 there is no in between
Lucky number: 12!!
Favorite color: purples, blues,
Relationship status: single
Pets: 1 cat named Whiskers, 1 Hedgehog named Kyoko
Coke or pepsi: Neither, Root beer, but if I had to choose Diet Coke, it tastes better
Day or night: Night
Text or call: Texting, I am too awkward to call unless it is my family
Chapstick or lipstick: Chapstick
City or country: The City, I grew up in the country... Maybe one day I will go back
Last song I listened to: Perfect by Ed Sheeran
Number of blankets I normally sleep under: As many as possible, but not so many I will sweat, could be one, could be 20 depends on the temperature
Favorite band/artists: Uhhhh, I like a lot of songs... I LOVE parodies, so, JT Machinima, Nerd Out, Adele, Imagine Dragons, there are so many...
Dream trip: To do a world trip stopping in Japan, Russia, Several European Countries....etc.
Dream job: Video Game Artist, Particularly an Environmental Artist
Current amount of followers: 41, but minus blocked porn bots, 14
What do I post: Erm, Anything I like at the moment, though I do have an art blog that is separate.
Okay so I will NOT make anyone do this, but in case my friends want to I will name them here. : @jordyn3130@baylee-snow@pandenigma
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