#val's voice: it is called being based lol

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Maria x Rom x Adeline? Hell yeah

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pretty wings (ch. 2) - Vox/fallen angel!Reader

HI EVERYONE THIS WAS GONNA BE A ONE SHOT BUT HERE WE ARE AGAIN LOL

Chapter 1

We peg the TV man that's the whole fic

Tags: Wing Kink; Angel Wings; Fallen Angels; Vaginal Sex; Fantasizing; Begging; Vox Has a Crush; Pegging; Light Dom/sub; cunnilingus; Verbal Humiliation kind of? reader isn't mean, she just calls him a slut and he's into it lmao

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Here was the thing- Vox had never felt so humiliated in his entire life.

At the same time, he didn’t think he had ever been closer to simply passing the fuck out from arousal. Sure, he got up to some shit with Valentino sometimes, but he was usually the one in control. Val got to dominate in the studio; with Vox he was coy and bratty but submissive, letting the TV demon do pretty much whatever he wanted even if he ran his fucking mouth the whole time.

So the situation Vox was currently in was a new one- stripped down to his boxers, his hands secured to the headboard with a couple strips of soft rope, hard as steel unable to do a damn thing about it. You hadn’t told him the plan yet, just knotted the rope with a coy smile and stepped away from him. It's more the anticipation of what’s to come that’s got him worked up more than anything else, really. You sat at the end of the bed between his feet, wings drooping to either side of your bare body so that he can see the back of your head and the lovely expanse of your back where the wings are connected. You��re perfect as you are, just out of his reach, ethereal in the moonlight that streams through his bedroom windows.

He can’t help but think you’d be more beautiful if you would fucking touch him already. “Doll,” he says softly, keeping his voice low and almost whimpery, the way you liked it. “I’m dying over here, baby- come touch me. Let me touch you.” He would settle for either- he could get himself off whether it was just pleasing you or coming inside your tight, wet pussy. Anything to keep the itchy feeling of inactivity from his limbs the way they were starting to feel now.

You don’t even look over your shoulder at him. “I didn’t hear the magic word, pretty boy,” you say, and his cock strains against the confines of his boxers, the faint glow of it evident through the thin cloth. Fuck, he loved it when you called him that- it should have felt demeaning, condescending, but you always said it with such a tone of sincerity that he couldn’t help but let it buzz pleasantly in his brain.

“Please,” he lets tumble from his lips- he’s had you warm his bed enough times to know that whining and wheedling would have no effect on you when you wanted something. “Please touch me- please, let me fuck you.”

This time you do turn, your profile elegant and your eyes glowing, your hands fiddling with something just out of his reach. “How about you let me fuck you instead?” You hold up the item in your hand, and his screen glitches when he notices the blue silicone with dark straps coming off of it.

He feels the flush that tints his skin purple start at the base of his TV head and spread, the blood in his veins almost itchy in embarrassment, in want. He had managed to take a couple fingers before- Val was a selfish prick and they usually did what he wanted, which was Vox fucking him into the mattress- but he wasn’t opposed to actually being penetrated by any means. Especially not with you; he couldn’t deny the rush of arousal that floods him at the thought. You would fuck him so well, and he would still get to have the visual of you with your wings spread out behind you which was his favorite thing in the fucking world.

You seem to mistake his silence for hesitation- you don’t know all of the details of his on-and-off thing with Valentino- and set the strap-on down, turning to crawl across the bed and kneel between his legs. “I’ll be real gentle with you, baby,” you whisper, fingers dancing up his shins and gripping his knees to push them apart slightly. You let them slide down his thighs towards his more sensitive parts and his cock jerks, the sight making your lips quirk up on one side. “Make it feel really good- have you ever…?” You trace your finger over the space between his cheeks over his boxers, and the exhale that punches out of his chest is broken and earnest.

“F-fingers,” he admits, his voice cracking in a way that makes him flush darkly. “With… with Val a couple times. But never fully- you know. And never with a woman.”

Your eyes flash red looking down at him, leaning forward so your right wing can dig into the bedside table and grab the bottle of lube, your hands pulling down his boxers and flinging them off the side of the bed. The snap of the cap is louder than it has any right to be when you open it and let some drizzle onto your delicate fingers. “I get to be your first on both counts, huh? I like that, Vox- like you were saving yourself for me. Like a precious little virgin.” The way you say his name has his hips canting up, erection heavy and bright against his stomach where it rests waiting for you, glowing an electric blue at the tip in the darkness of the room.

Your fingers dip out of sight then, fingers slick as they move against his skin and brush lightly over the sensitive ring of muscle hidden between his legs.

Your finger is insistent but soft where you rub against his entrance, spreading the lube and working him enough that you could push the tip of your finger inside of him. He groans, and once his mouth is open he can’t fucking close it, moans falling from him like a prayer as his screen glitches and crackles. You’re slow and meticulous pushing into him, careful not to move too fast or hard, flexing your finger just so-

“Ơ̷̴̪̪̝͈̥͈̆̀̚h̨͚͚͖ͯ̒̄͗͞ f̰̰̯͕͊̃̊͞͞͞ụ̴̴̾̀͟͡c̨̨̣̮̝̈́̔ͯ̀͂k̼̼̞̦̞̼̔,” he groans, the pad of your finger grazing against his prostate- the couple of times he had done this with Val the moth was always too intense with it, treating him like one of his porn sluts that was used to the sensation. You kept the pressure light and teasing, your other hand coming up to stroke his prick where it was leaking against his skin.

Your finger slips out, another pressing against his entrance. “Can you take another, pretty boy?” He nods with a harsh exhale and you press in again, letting your digits slowly start to separate so he was properly prepared, properly stretched for you to fuck him with the silicone dick that lay forgotten to the side. His circuit board is fucked, parts of his face glitching out as he watches you shift on the bed, your wings trembling where they rest against the sheets. You notice him watching- with a flick they expand out behind you, large and full and fucking magnificent like they always were. “Ohhh, you like that,” you coo at him, brushing against his prostate again, and a strangled whimper falls out of him. “I could feel you clench down- you want more?”

With the press of a third finger you bring your wings forward, letting them trail over parts of your body that your hands couldn’t reach while they were occupied- the exposed undersides of his arms where they were tied at the headboard, along his throat, down his bare chest. He would never get enough of them, how pretty they were, how strong and agile they were; you could slit his throat with an angelic blade tomorrow and if you used your wings to do it he would thank you with his dying breath for letting him see them in action one last time.

You bend forward like you mean to take him into your mouth while your fingers move, and a garbled “d̶̵̯̯̼̘ͨ̓o͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞n̫̫̘̗͕̲̲̎ͥ't͖͖̠̬͛!” has you pulling back, stilling inside of him and wings freezing. “Don’t, t-t͖͖̠̬͛o͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞o͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞ close,” he mutters, his screen tinting with a blush. “I didn’t mean stop,” he says, the intensity of your gaze making him squirm against his restraints- he refers to the color system you had discussed. “Not red, but yellow. I just-”

“You wanna cum while I’m fucking you.” Your smile takes on a lecherous edge, your fingers resuming their slow, lazy pushes into the now pliant ring of muscle of his ass. “While someone is inside of you for the first time, huh? What a sweet, greedy slut.” You watch him closely for his reaction to that, which comes immediately- static sparks from his fingertips, red eye swirling, and this time he can feel the way he tightens down on your digits, bolts of mortification and arousal fighting for dominance as they both race through his whole frame. “Is that what you are?”

Vox feels the heat of his blood under his skin as he blushes everywhere besides his face. “Yes.” 

“Yes what?”

“Yes… sir?” He says hesitantly, and your laughter isn’t malicious but genuine, eyes crinkling at the edges with amusement. And even though he’s still hard as fuck and ready to get pegged, hopefully within an inch of his fucking life, he likes this, too- these softer moments you sometimes have when its just the two of you, when things aren’t so serious and you seem to let down your guard a little with him.

Still smiling, you squeeze at the base of his cock. “Cute,” you say, “but not what I’m looking for. Come on, pretty boy, what are you?”

His eyes clench shut, embarrassment forcing them closed even as he doesn’t fight the words when they spring forth. “A- a sweet, greedy slut,” he breathes out, and he’s rewarded with a more direct touch against his prostate, still not as intense as Val favored but more forceful than you’d been thus far. Vox’s mouth falls open, harsh pants escaping as he fights the urge to simply thrust into your hand and against the fingers inside of him. “Fuck, baby, p͔͔͚͉̬̋ͩ̾͗l͖͖̰̝ͭ̀͘ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧa͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎s̨̞̞̰͎͎̪̩͕̈́̀ͯ̍ͧͅḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧ.”

He’s empty suddenly, eyes flying open at your hand pulling away and leaving his entrance open, muscles fluttering around nothing as you reach for the discarded strap on. Your wings trace delicate lines down his limbs while you affix it to yourself- one end has a harsh upward curve and this you slide into your drenched cunt, a satisfied moan rumbling from your chest at the feeling- it makes his prick ache, not just lamenting that it wasn’t inside of you instead, but pleased that you would still be getting some pleasure from the act of fucking him. You take a moment to rub at your clit, head dropping back in pleasure and losing yourself in it for a moment before regaining your focus.

Properly strapped in (ha!) you line the other end of the fake blue cock up with his ass, a darker shade than his and not glowing down the length. He feels the pixels that make up his eyelids stutter closed, bracing himself for the initial push in- he was sure it would hurt at least a little but he could take it, would take it so well for you-

“Look at me,” you demand, and if he had lashes they would be fluttering as his eyes open. You’re poised between his legs, hands gripping his thighs to hold them apart. Your hips are gyrating slightly, trying to get friction from your end of the strapped on toy as you pull his legs up over your thighs, tilting his hips up at a better angle. “Beg for it,” you tell him, and his hands tighten on the rope around his wrists. “Come on, baby, ask me to fuck you for the first time. Let me make you feel good, Vox.”

And who is he to deny you? Especially when it’s something that he wants as well- wants it so badly he’s fit to burst, something in his head sparking and threatening to overwhelm him already, before you’ve even really begun. “Please,” he says, “please f̰̰̯͕͊̃̊͞͞͞- fuck me, baby, I want it-”

“Do you need it, Vox?” Your hips tick forward slightly, pressing against where he’s soft and pliant with the head of the strap. Resting there. Waiting. “Wanting it is well and good but I want you to fucking need it- need me inside of you like you need fucking breath. You’re a sweet, greedy slut by your own admission- tell me you need it.”

Where the fuck had you gotten such a filthy fucking mouth? “ N͔͔̥̺̞̿͊̇ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧd̶̵̯̯̼̘ͨ̓ i̧̻̻͉̜͑ͪ̾͟t͖͖̠̬͛,” he says anyway, and he lets his tone get all whiny and soft. “Fuckin’ need it, doll, please give it to me- fuck, baby, f̰̰̯͕͊̃̊͞͞͞ụ̴̴̾̀͟͡c̨̨̣̮̝̈́̔ͯ̀͂k̼̼̞̦̞̼̔ m̰̰̹͚̙̂ͦ͗͠ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧ, come on-”

“Tell me what you are.” You push forward again, the head of the cock slipping into him, and the cry that escapes him is loud and keening- if Val could hear him now he would have a mic and camera on him faster than the moth could say ‘action,’ always trying to get Vox into the studio, to ‘capitalize on how hot you are, amorcito.’ He never wanted to be treated like one of his whores, had threatened the pimp with painful dismemberment more times than he could count early into their partnership before he learned to shut the fuck up about it.

For you, though? “I’m- fuck, sweetheart, please-”

You slide your hand down his thigh, damp with sweat now, and wrap it lazily around his bright , aching prick. “Doin’ so well, Vox,” you murmur, and the praise in your voice has him taking in a shaky breath. “So fucking perfect, a little more and I’ll give you what you want. Come on, pretty boy- just for me, what are you?”

He meets your gaze, something that almost feels like tears dropping off his screen. He feels pinned under your eyes, his limbs not responding to his brain’s signals. He knows if he really wanted to stop that he could- he could say ‘red’ to bring everything to a halt if it was needed, but he didn’t want that. It might not have been his plan when you showed up tonight but now he wanted you to fuck him, goddamn it, and not be fucking gentle about it.

“I’m a s-sweet, greedy slut,” Vox repeats from earlier, and the smile you give him is nothing short of angelic. “Just for you. Please, baby, f̰̰̯͕͊̃̊͞͞͞ụ̴̴̾̀͟͡c̨̨̣̮̝̈́̔ͯ̀͂k̼̼̞̦̞̼̔ m̰̰̹͚̙̂ͦ͗͠ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧ,  I need it-”

His words cut off with a groan as you press into him properly, the blue silicone unrelenting as it pushes in slowly, deeper than your fingers had gone, deeper than Val’s ever had. You’re moaning as well, the movement finally providing the friction inside of you that you needed to feel good, too. You stop every couple of seconds to make sure that he’s adjusting well, like his sounds weren’t enough to tell you that he was fucking fine, thank you very much, and enjoying every inch of the strap sliding into him.

Finally your hips are against his, both panting when you lean up and over him to kiss him. Your tongue slips in alongside his and he licks into your mouth, long muscle reaching further than yours can. You’re still against him, your body trembling but not thrusting into him yet; you’re tense, like the restraint you’re showing is harder for you to maintain than you thought it would be. Where his dick presses against your stomach you glow, the weird electrical elements of his body evident in his erection rubbing against your soft skin. The blue tint is beautiful on your complexion, illuminating scars that line the plane of your abdomen and thighs.

Vox bucks his hips up, harsh groan torn from his mouth at the motion when it drags the fake dick across his prostate- not directly touching it but gliding over it in a tantalizing way. “Come on, fuck me,” he begs, and tugs at his restraints. “Fuck me like I fuck you, baby, fuckin’ g̬̬̱ͩ͋͟͟i̧̻̻͉̜͑ͪ̾͟v̹̹̘̼̞̻͆ͩ̓ͪ͢ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧ i̧̻̻͉̜͑ͪ̾͟t͖͖̠̬͛ t͖͖̠̬͛o͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞ m̰̰̹͚̙̂ͦ͗͠ḛ̡̰̳͓̥ͬ͋ͪͧ.”

The sound that escapes you when you pull back and then shove your hips forward again is one that he’s going to burn onto a disc so he can put it in some kind of time capsule- open it back up in 500 years to remind himself of how sweet it was the first time. “Fuck, Vox,” you whimper, and there’s no trace of the dominating minx that he had come to know you as, always in control even in the throes of passion with him. His name was broken on your lips, your eyebrows creased as you stared down at him. “Fucking good, pretty boy, letting me fuck you- be the first one inside of you, fuck.” Your hips snap sharply against him, and its so fucking good he thinks he might cry, the pressure light and delicious against his prostate as your hips move. He knows you don’t feel it like you would if you had a real dick, that it’s most likely the mental element; that he wants you inside him, that he trusts you enough to let you do this, that he’s allowing you to have this control.

“Wish I could fuck you while you fuck me,” you moan into his mouth, the ends of your wings coming up to hold onto his wrists like the rose wasn’t doing a good enough job. “No idea how we’d manage that- but fuck, what I wouldn’t fucking give to have this inside of me.” You tighten your grasp on the base of his cock and he jerks in place, twitching in your grasp and leaking onto his stomach. “You think you can figure out some kind of tech for that?”

“Hah, I’ll see what I can do once you finish railing me.” He moves his hips into your thrusts, lets the toy hit deeper, his voice tearing out of him like there’s a hole in him letting it slip out. The familiar sensation of his balls drawing up and tightening is making his head fuzzy, orgasm just out of reach- not for long though, if you have anything to say about it. “Fucking me so good, baby, please-”

“Please what? Please let you cum on my fake cock like my favorite whore?” You release your grip on one of his thighs to push your hair back from your sweaty forehead, grin mischievous while you fuck into his willing body. “Gonna cum from your first time with someone inside of you?”

“Fuck yes,” he grunts, and the humiliation of your words contributes to that tension in his stomach that’s about to snap watching you lose yourself in the act of fucking him into his mattress, not to mention the sweet pressure against that bundle of nerves inside his ass every time your pelvis slams into the plush muscle. “Fuck, yes, g̬̬̱ͩ͋͟͟o͙͙̙̘̙ͤͫ͞n̫̫̘̗͕̲̲̎ͥn̫̫̘̗͕̲̲̎ͥa͔͔̜̗̦ͩ̅̎ f̰̰̯͕͊̃̊͞͞͞ụ̴̴̾̀͟͡c̨̨̣̮̝̈́̔ͯ̀͂k̼̼̞̦̞̼̔i̧̻̻͉̜͑ͪ̾͟n̫̫̘̗͕̲̲̎ͥ' c̨̨̣̮̝̈́̔ͯ̀͂ụ̴̴̾̀͟͡m̰̰̹͚̙̂ͦ͗͠,” he manages before the coil snaps and his vision goes dark, the silhouette of your wings fully unfurled and illuminated by the lights outside the window the image that burns into the backs of his closed eyes when his screen goes dark.

He feels his cock pulse into your hand, spilling over your delicate fingers and onto his skin, dripping down to the tight skin of his balls. It lasts longer than he would have expected, and he’s trembling by the end of it, his limbs tense from the exertion.

You slow and stop, sliding out of him while his vision is still dark, the ring of muscle now loose and twitching without anything to fill him. There’s a rustling of the bedsheets and then lips on his screen, trailing around the edges of his face. A brush of feathers over a sensor on the side of his head brings him back online, and as soon as you’re sure that he can see again you bring your soiled fingers up to your mouth and lick them clean, making sure to push your tongue out so you can see the mess before you close them and swallow.

You haven’t cum yet, he realizes as you start untying him from the headboard, and as soon as he’s free he gets his hands on your shoulder and shoves, laying you out across his mattress.

And fuck if that wasn’t a sight he would never tire of; hooded eyes watching him from your lovely face, those fucking wings spread out underneath you like a butterfly pinned to a board. Before you can question him he ducks between your legs, drawing your legs up over his shoulders and immediately setting to work.

Vox laps at the wetness coating your folds before pushing his tongue into your slick cunt, the long muscle strong and flexing and making you cry out above him. His hands stay busy as well, making up for the lost time when he wasn’t able to touch you; fisting in your feathers, digging tiny cuts into the skin of your hips and thighs where he��s holding you. He could please you for-fucking-ever, never get tired of your taste on his tongue whether it was your pussy or your mouth, freshly fucked or cold and sweet from a vanilla ice cream you insisted on sharing with him when he took it from his stash in the freezer.

He strokes his tongue against that spot inside that always makes you grip him a little tighter, and he’s met in response with exactly what he wants, your hand flying down to grasp at his shoulders and your voice moaning into the night. He pushes a clawed finger to your clit and with a few strokes you’re coming undone, orgasm wracking through your body with a force that leaves your muscles twitching, walls pulsing around his tongue as he drinks your release down with a lewd slurp before pulling away when it seems like you couldn’t handle anymore.

He collapses next to you on the mattress and you immediately curl into his side, an arm flung across his chest and one wing coming up to drape over the both of you like a blanket. It was soft and warm, and Vox finds himself wondering what you had done your first couple of weeks in Hell- a lot of demons struggled to find a job or a place to stay for a while when they fell. Had you spent nights on the streets like this with only your wings for warmth?

He’s refrained from asking you too many questions since this thing had started between you- you seemed to value your privacy, hardly ever staying the night, not letting him come to your apartment, not coming out to any of the parties with the Vees that he invited you to. But he can’t deny the curiosity even as he knows he’ll never ask, that he’ll wait until you offer up the information on your own.

He tells himself he’s okay with the idea that that might never happen.

Vox is pulled out of his thoughts by the rumble of your voice against his chest, and when he looks down with a quirked eyebrow you roll your eyes. “Typical man,” you mutter, “not listening. I asked if I could stay the night.”

“Oh. Oh! Shit, yeah, doll, of course- I would hope you wouldn’t just up and run after giving me the best fucking of my afterlife,” he chuckles.

You shrug in his embrace. “You mean the only real fucking of your afterlife- so far, anyway.” He feels your lashes flutter against his chest, and when he looks down you have a sweet, pleading look in your eyes. “Think we could do it again?”

“Depends, are you gonna call me a slut every time?”

You smirk, the sensation of your mouth moving ticklish against his skin. “Only if you ask me to.” You’re quiet for a moment, then add, “you know, we don’t have to do the crazy kinky shit every time. We can do… you know, vanilla every once in a while. If you want.”

He smiles, knowing you can’t see him. “I can enjoy some vanilla every so often,” he tells you, and you relax imperceptibly in his hold. “But I’ll admit, I liked the teasing you put me through. Always making me discover new things about myself- and isn’t that the beauty of innovation and advancement?” 

“Ha, so you do keep me around for more than the wings and the mind blowing orgasms!”

He laughs and can feel your smile. “They’re a large contributing factor,” he says, “but I’m not so proud I can’t just admit I like having you around. I’d like to have you around more, if you want,” he adds, and while your muscles tense a bit you don’t pull away or freeze up in his arms. You don’t answer, but he figures no response is better than a bad one. You stay curled into his side and you both fall asleep, Vox making vague plans to get you into the shower with him to clean up when you’ve both awoken.

But when he wakes up you’re gone, no trace of you on the security cameras and a single black feather left on his sheets.

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/55237840/chapters/143608657#workskin

[platonically-loving-alastor]

Hazbin Top 5

I was going to make a top 10 character list, but realized after the first 5 I didn't know where to place anyone- But in case you're curious, some contenders for the remaining 6-10, in no specific order, were Angel Dust, Charlie, Emily, Niffty, and Sir Pentious. Now here's my top 5 with reasonings and appreciation for them all!

5. Lucifer

Obviously bro is relatable, not only for his awkwardness and hyperfixations, but he also happens to be the same height as I am at about 5'2" (according to the sources I've seen). Being the same height as Lucifer is my biggest flex lmao- I still have no idea why his hatred of Alastor seemed so instant. Like yeah, Alastor was trying to annoy him by being a better dad to Charlie, but the whole 'fuck you' moment happened before any of that started. Did he just sense the bad vibes off of him or what? Anyway, his awkwardness and desperation to connect with his daughter make for probably my favorite lines of the episode, such as the "Hey bitch!" and the whole "You like girls? So do I!" situation followed by him being so distracted he called Vaggie by the wrong name. Perfect comedy

4. Lute

I love her an insane amount for someone who shows up so relatively little with so few lines, but here we are. I've already made an entire post about her, here it is if you want it, so I'll keep this short (Spoiler alert: I failed). I actually don't think I mentioned just how attractive this woman is, so let's get that out there right now. I know I'm not the only one who thinks this, about half the people I've seen react to Episode 6 have seen Lute without her mask, took a pause of recognition, and we all knew what they were thinking before the pressed play. Istg my taste in women (and sometimes even men, thanks Vox) is just "Can they murder me without a second thought? Yes? That's hot". My favorite line of hers is when she's hyping up the army with Adam and says "Rip Vaggie's cunt mouth out her ass!" and even Adam has to be like "damn girl chill what the hell-" She's so feral I love her so much

3. Rosie

Everyone needs a Rosie in their lives. I don't just mean a regular therapist, I mean a person in your life, friend or family member, who will talk you out of your downward spiral and gently call you out on why those paranoid thoughts are actually pretty unrealistic (the other side of the same coin would be Husk, he's just more blunt about it). I'm also still completely convinced she has some interesting and sad backstory based on how she was talking to Charlie and I need to know about it so bad. "It can be difficult to admit to things you're not proud of, especially if those things hurt the ones you love" Ma'am what did you do? I find it hard to believe it's just about the cannibalism. I don't know if in this instance, she's the one who hurt someone or someone else hurt her and she was the one who failed to forgive them, but either way I need answers.

2. Vox

Y'all know I love this man in more ways than one, he one the hottest Hazbin character poll for a reason. But I swear everything about this man makes me love him as a character more. First, I always love a technology based character, his electricity powers and literal screen head are the coolest thing in the world to me. He's voiced by Christian Borle, which was a fantastic choice, along with the glitched effect his voice gets when he's mad, I love to see it. Apparently it's also canon he can fly (with rocket shoes)?? He just keeps getting the best character design choices possible, this can't possibly be fair- The fact his first introduction was being done with Val, telling him to call tf down, and treating him like a child ("Now that's why they pay you the big bucks!") was a pretty good first impression for me lol, made even funnier when it was followed by him losing all sense of rationalism when Alastor entered his line of sight.

1. Alastor

The character my blog is named after, this should not be a surprise. Shockingly enough, despite my obsession for him and acknowledgement of his charming nature and generally attractive design, I' do not simp for him in the slightest'm not personally attracted to him in the slightest. I simp for a TV and yet apparently deer man with permanent smile is where I draw the line idk- The most I want from him is to be as good of a friend to him as Rosie is (well that and to touch his ears but that's a given). But this is another character I love literally everything about. Who would've thought the concepts of 'radio host', 'serial killer', and 'literal deer' would work so well together to create this dapper yet terrifying fucking cryptid. Not only can he be either incredibly scary or a silly guy, he can and has done both at once. Example: Episode 3 when he's just casually eating a deer carcass in his room (in which he summoned a whole ass bayou). I was genuinely so glad when the 'this face was made for radio' thing happened in episode 1, confirming that they were still gonna lean into his creepy-as-fuck distortion and general vibe he had in the pilot. He's horrifying and evil and I love that about him. Meanwhile he also says shit like "Now he's pissy, that's the tea" (definitely taught to him by Rosie) and kicks his legs on the bed like a schoolgirl as if he hasn't committed countless atrocities. My favorite character, everyone-

Wow I wrote more than I meant to for this, sorry about the essay-

[the-other-art-blog]

Black Widow thoughts SPOILERS!!!

Before going into spoilers I just have to say I really liked this movie. There are few things that I’d change. But overall, the good compensated the bad. I am satisfied.

What i absolutely loved:

The opening scene was great! Just like I expected, it’s so like The Americans. If you haven’t watch that show, it’s just the best spy series ever. And this scene felt a lot like that.

The opening credits scene WOW, again so much like The Americans. It’s so moving I almost cry. I really loved it. It’s shocking. I’m going to be listening to that cover repeatedly for the next few days.

I loved Mason, I always love to meet the person who helps these characters get all the IDs and everything they need. I love their relationship. O-T couldn’t shut up about his ship, he so wants Mason and Natasha to be a couple. He could have a crush, but I’m not sure she reciprocates. But I love Yelena saying he’s sensitive. He’s a softy, bless him 🥰 I hope he makes cameos in other movies.

Natasha vs Yelena OMG That fight was so raw, I don’t think we’ve ever seen a fight like that before! I mean, I suppose Disney + shows have that kind of fights, but it’s great to see it in a movie and in this particular movie!!! Often you see really well-choreographed fight sequences, but you don’t feel the punches... but here... I mean these women really went for it. It hurt watching them.

Natasha calling Dreykov’s daughter “collateral damage” was great. When Loki mentioned her I imagined a young adult, but it was only a child! And Natasha was willing to sacrifice her! I think that was great for a Marvel movie cause there’s no way of justifying it. She was just a little girl!!! And it plays with the whole “girls are expendable” narrative.

The traces of Clint and Nat playing X and Os was hilarious. I need a Marvel one-shot about that. It would be amazing and I bet they would have deep conversations to kill time.

I loved Red Guardian, he’s so pathetic. He only cares about himself and his glorious days. Loved his tattoos, I saw Yelena and Nat’s name, and Melina + Lenin and Marx!

I also loved to see the 3 generations of widows.

Melina reminded me so much of Elizabeth from The Americans. Her saying that the mission went great cause they fooled everyone... she was so indoctrinated.

YELENA BELOVA... everything.

She has 3 running gags: the vest, the cool way to die, and the pose!

“Why the aggression?” in deep Russian accent. lol

I liked the way they addressed the hysterectomy. The way Alexei makes this sexist comment about her period and Yelena takes this to talk about it and how graphic she was!

Ok but Yelena blowing up a tower and causing an avalanche!

The dinner table scene!

Can everybody please stop hurting Yelena! First Alexei talks about their family as a dreadful thing, then Melina talking proudly about “unlocking free will” and Natasha saying that the family was fake! 🥺

Natasha was only indoctrinated and it’s because of her that Dreykov decided to control them fully. That’s why Yelena’s story is more heartbreaking + she’s the baby of the family and she got it worse! And each and every one of them had part of responsibility in her suffering. Nat never looked back, like at least she should have made follow up to the status of the widows.

Is Yelena truly Russian? What if she was taken from somewhere else?!

Good job Natasha appealing to Dreykov’s fragile masculinity!

Taskmaster was great. I loved the twist that it was Drekov’s daughter.

THAT POST CREDIT SCENE left me speechless. I couldn’t breathe! Why would Val tell Yelena that Clint was responsible?! I’m assuming they told everyone about Natasha’s sacrifice and that’s why her grave have so much flowers. So, what’s Val’s plan?

I love every time they curse in Russian

The not so nicely done:

Why do they keep calling her “Romanoff”? I would expect that the Russian characters would call her “Romanova”

Also, if they were posing as an American family, why were her names still Russian. We don’t see them interacting with anyone, but Melina says “Yelena”. It’s not even that hard to do it. Call Natasha --> Nataly and Yelena --> Elena (that’s actually the name but the pronunciation changes it).

I wish they would have brought back Julie Deeply as the leader of the Red Room. 

There’s no way, none, Natasha and Yelena would have survived that crash. I mean, the car exploded, rolled, and then both are still fit to run!

Couldn’t Renner made a brief flashback scene? I appreciated how much he was mentioned, but I would have loved seeing him. I’m not even sure that’s his voice in the flashback.

Ok, but why was the guy at the gas station so chill? 😂 They were talking about being killers and I find a bit mean that he didn’t recognize Natasha. They literally said she was an Avenger. Maybe because they were talking in English. 

Some of the science makes absolutely no sense. There’s no way of “serving the nerve” like that. The pheromones either.

The floating base doesn’t make sense either.

[ghostly-shenanigans-in-progress]

BNHA X DP Crossover HCs

After the long wait and finals, here are my ideas for all the quirks/occupations and other concepts I devised for the DP characters in the BNHA universe. This was just for fun and for inspiration towards others interested in this crossover au in general. 

Tagging the people that were looking forward to this post based on the replies: @qoinq-qhost, @floralflowerpower, @tgfangirl4eva @goodfish-bowl, @whitehairglowinggreeneyedcrush and more. 

Anyways, happy reading, folks!

Mr. Lancer

Hero name: Mr. Scholastic

Quirk: Bookworm

Involves his iconic usage of literature titles & quotes for swears to become abilities corresponding to the novel’s contents/themes. Course, he is limited to only books he has read and can quote accurately. Additionally, his voice gets very raspy past two or three quotes as well.

Occupation: Homeroom Teacher for Class 1- A; He’s very dedicated to his new students and teaching the fundamentals of being a pro hero and more! Course, I don’t think his chamomile tea with a wedge of lemon is enough to help him relax from his students (*cough* Danny, Tucker and Poindexter) from their antics at times. 

Danny

Hero name: Phantom 

Quirk: Ghost core (Ok, @coffeecakecafe had the best name for this one gotta give credit here)

Able to do anything a ghost is perceived to do. Go through walls, disappear and fly. This is a one of a kind quirk as it was obtained from Danny’s old quirk being altered by a machine his parents made that would repurpose/alter an individual’s quirk based on their past family members' own metahuman genetics.

Danny is doing his best and trying to understand his new quirk without causing too much attention to himself while doing so but it seems like its been doing the opposite as of late. Thankfully, he won’t be doing it alone with all his classmates around to help him!

Sam

Hero Name: Black Dahlia 

Quirk: Overgrown 

Able to create any plant that she knows the biological makeup and content of in almost any environment. However, it is important for her to drink lots of nutrient rich water and take in enough sun if she plans to create larger versions of these plants.

Tucker

Hero name: Tech Master

Quirk: Tech Core

Located on his chest/heart area is a special energy core capable of powering electronics at a rate faster than anything made-man could ever hope to achieve. As a kid, Tucker would tinker away in his family’s garage on a suit that would harness his power to the fullest extent and lead a new era of support tech in the hero world.

Valerie

Hero name: Red Huntress

Quirk: Electromagnetism (Someone I’ve been trying to find their post on my blog had posted this idea and I fell in love with it ever since)

She’s like Static Shock but with a dash of magenta/ruby lasers she can create through focusing her electromagnetism through her finger tips. She is an expert with her quirk and has the best handle of her quirk than most of her peers. She is the most frequent visitor in the support equipment workshop next to Tucker, Poindexter and Danny. It’s how she built the hoverboard she has in the show that utilizes her electromagnetic abilities for both offensive and defensive maneuvers. (Also, I enjoy the idea that Bullet is Val’s uncle on her mom’s side and is her biggest supporter alongside her dad, Damien Gray).

Jazz 

Quirk: Serenity 

Helps calm individuals and give them a sense of safety/security when they’re around her in a 10 feet radius. Though, anyone out of range cannot be affected by her quirk and she needs to be conscious in order to use it.

She planned on becoming a pro hero but felt her powers were best suited for her dream profession as a psychologist. She has used her quirk a lot when Danny was overwhelmed with his studies prior to UA. Course, a phone call and sibling chat over the phone certainly does the job for Danny now when it comes to preparing material for exams. (Course, its up to you guys to decide)

Dash

Hero name: Rager

Quirk: Strength Magnification

Improves his physique and stamina by a large percentage for a set amount of time. Needs to be careful of how much/long he magnifies his body or else his body will become immensely sore. 

Kwan

Hero name: Rallier 

Quirk: Team Rally (50/50)

Able to duplicate himself 3-4 times while being able to power-up allies’ quirks or stamina with a rally chant to help the team. The more duplicates there are the rally effect multiplies/stacks on the individual but it can lead to dangerous outcomes for their quirk output. 

Kwan is the class representative for 1-A, he’s the best at the job and was more than thrilled to be the one leading his class in more ways than one.  

Paulina

Hero name: Enchantress

Quirk: Charm

If the opponent is flustered by her taunts or flirting, their vision will become altered and start seeing things that are not there. It works better on men than women and the opponent can snap out of it with enough willpower or if they’re not interested in her.

Star

Hero name: Ms. Meteorite

Quirk: Comet

Similar to Gran Torino’s Jet quirk except faster and she can create an explosive impact on where she lands. Similar to a meteorite landing on earth, she also learns to use this as a long distance move by punching fast enough as she descends to create wind pressure punches.

Poindexter

Hero name: Tex (like in Tex Avery; Danny gave him the idea!) 

Quirk: Slapstick

His appearance is black and white just like an old timey cartoon character as well as having the durability and cartoon powers of one. However, his quirk can only work as long as what he does with it is funny in the circumstance it’s used for. Sort of like “Who Framed Roger Rabbit” rules in a sense. 

Sidney is part of Class 1-A just saying, I don’t care, this is Poindexter’s time to shine here to be the coolest/funniest person in the class. Also, Tucker’s most loyal friend/tester for new support items. 

Wes Weston

Hero name: Vigilance

Quirk: Deduction

He is able to deduct people’s identities to flaws/weak points for him to use against them and  exploit against problems. 

Class 1-B Representative and the most annoying/terrifying person that Danny has dealt with in his life. He was able to figure out that Danny’s quirk is not his own or more so that it's not natural and takes every opportunity to state this regardless if anyone is listening or not. 

Amber Mclain

Hero Name: Ember

Quirk: Fiery voice (50/50)

Her quirk uses the vibrations in her sining voice to conduct intense heat waves onto opponents or utilize to rumble the structures around here and even put out the flames from her quirk. Its like a combination of Present Mic and Endevours quirk but it leaves her with a strained or inflamed vocal cords with overuse. 

Third year student or an upcoming rock star that has certainly gain huge popularity after her song “Remember” was a nationwide hit amongst the younger generation. She’s striving to be the top hero while making her next hit to become the 1# song on the listings. 

Dani

Hero name: Phantwo (lol jk; unsure what her name would be)

Quirk: Poltergeist 

Similar to Danny’s quirk “Ghost”, except she has the additional ability to melt herself to a slimy puddle and use her ectoplasmic slime to trap or surprise opponents.

Clockwork

Hero Name: Clockwork

Quirk: Time Keeper

Clockwork’s quirk allows him to stop time for 5 to 15 minutes and be able to rewind it in the same amount of time. It can be one to multiple objects as long as he touches them in order to interact with them.

Principle of UA in this au. He’s quite a reserved man but still manages to visit and congregate with students throughout the school during lunch period. 

Flynn Fenton/Flynn Walker

Hero Name: The Green Knight

Quirk: Mineralization 

His quirk allows him to manipulate the minerals and inorganic materials in the atmosphere to create into crystalized constructs that are almost stronger than diamond. Luckily, the crystals have no value so he doesn’t have to worry about that aspect of his quirk. He does have to worry about his skin becoming dried out as a result of his quirk usage. 

Flynn is a third year student that loves to check up on his cousin, Danny, any chance he gets bc of the amount of work he does with his internships.

James Walker (or James W. Hausermann)

Hero name: Warden Wraith

Quirk: Plasma Apparatus

His quirk ionizes the electrolytes in the blood system into plasma. His entire body is composed of plasma giving him his skeletal appearance. He can create plasma chains, teleport from point A to B and more as long as he focuses and has enough energy at use. Course, he can have minor to severe dehydration and imbalance in his electrolyte levels from overuse. 

Occupation: CEO of an infrastructure security company/Provisional License Examiner just like Gang Orca.The ghost prison guards become his backup/helpers for the exam phases. (They’re just trained stuntmen with combat or military experience for the occasion).

Also, I like to think Walker has kids in this au who are in the Class 1-A group; they’re not hard to spot they take after their father with their skeletal complexion. 

Skulker

Villain name: Quirk Hunter

Quirk: Tracker

The moment Skulker makes eye contact with his target he will be able to hunt them down and find them anywhere no matter how good they are at covering their tracks. He can lock on to only one target, but he will be able to know their heart beat, quirk, be able to place a tracking/scent line that only he can see and will lead him to his target’s location. It lasts for over a day or a half.

Occupation: Skulker is known for capturing, info-detailing or “retiring” newcomer pros or specific quirk users for his clients that pay him handsomely for their targets, dead or alive. Thanks to Vlad, Danny was strictly intended to be captured alive by Skulker but sometimes he gets too thrilled by the hunt to not have a memento. Trust me, it's more of a dangerous 

Nicolai Technus 

Villain Name: Technus 

Quirk: Technopathy

A genius in his own right, even if he’s a little crazy, with the best ability possible for a man of science and innovation. As long as he knows the makeup and attributes of the machine, Technus is able to completely repurpose or change a machine’s qualities for offensive and defensive qualities. Whenever that be for a mech suit or hacking a high tech system for entry, he’s able to do it as long as he knows what it is and how it functions. An example is repurposing a slot machine into a submachine gun that shoots coins at the target. 

Vlad Masters

Name: Vlad Plasmius

Quirk: Vampire

Can do anything a vampire can supposedly do. However, he was able to manifest an additional aspect of this quirk which is the ability to copy any quirk users ability. Based on the type of blood he ingests decides the amount of time he can use the copied quirk for.

Occupation: CEO of his own hero firm, he is extremely selective with the interns he has that there is a major waitlist to be even consider for Masters Inc. Course, imagine the surprise Danny must of felt when he received an offer from Vlad right off the bat after the Sports festival. 

Bruce Guiles (Bullet)

Hero Name: Bullet 

Quirk: Sphyraena or Chimera Fish

Able to do anything a barracuda can do or the quirk is a 50/50 mutant quirk in which he has both the traits of a barracuda, Chimaeras and a touch of piranha from his parents being of one of these fish species hence Chimera. Bullet can do anything those fish can do overall but he can’t go too long without hydration from water. Water quality and its oxygen content also affect his abilities by a noticeable percentage but he still remains quite formidable as a quirk user.

Occupation: Captain of a coast guard team, he’s a strict military man with an amazing record of saving people from any disasters both on land and sea. Him and Walker are best buddies ever since they went to school together. 

Vortex

Hero Name: Vortex

Quirk: Storm Warning

Vortex can utilize any variation of a natural disaster depending on the environment he’s in. Hurricanes, tornadoes, thunderstorms, you name it he can create it for his use. However, despite his amazing control over his quirk it is still possible for him to create these disasters if he lost control or magnify another pre-existing one if he loses focus. 

Occupation: Storm-chaser/Forecaster; His control and knowledge in combating/predicting these natural disasters has led to him to be part of a storm chasing crew and they’re the best in helping disaster prevention teams evacuate citizens as a result.

Petra Eris

Hero name: Pandora

Quirk: Butterfly Effect

Can manipulate or prevent a chaotic event to happen if she was in proximity and present to prevent it to happen. Or even give a little chaos to the opponent to deal with during battle. 

One of the top ten heroes and most beloved heroes in the country. She is the best strategist in any team and has a way to predict any event before they happen given the necessity of it for her quirk to work in her favor. 

Johnny 

Vigilante name: Johnny 13

Quirk: Unlucky

Johnny manifests his bad luck into a shadow that will latch onto opponents and cause unfortunate events to occur more for that individual as a result. However, the shadow cannot exist in complete sunlight; it can only remain if there are already shadows in his general area or it’s nighttime and its effects are strongest at that time obviously.

Occupation: Johnny is the leader of a biker gang or de-facto leader of said biker gang who loves to raise hell and helping folks that need saving whenever he’s around or is up to the task. Kitty tags along with him to help him out of jams and bc she loves him. :3

Kitty

Vigilante name: Kitty

Quirk: Lovesick

Kitty sends a smooch towards her opponent which if it makes contact causes the individual to have nausea or become disoriented for around 10 minutes. It can also have a chance of lasting longer if the individual was sort of infatuated with her regardless of gender. 

Pariah Dark

Villain name: King Pariah

Quirk: Ultimate Adaptation 

Similar to all for one except with the unpredictability for both the user and opponents. Pariah can manifest any type of quirk needed to defeat anyone that stands in his way both one-on-one and in groups. Course, drawbacks are the learning curve to some of the quirks and that multiple adaptions he utilizes at once will destroy his cells in the process. 

Pariah is a former follower of all for one who had unique quirk that All for one augmented to help him succeed if both Shigaraki and Tomura failed in their own conquest for the world. But now Pariah has his own plans to succeed where they failed and become the leader who shapes a new world order with an iron fist. 

Frederick Kingsmen

Villain/vigilante name: Fright Knight

Quirk: Burning Energy Infusion

Able to form/infuse objects with his own burning energy life force that is capable of burning or slicing through any in his sight. The sweat he gives off is what provides the material needed to ignite his unnatural flames despite it causing his body to overheat still. 

Fright Knight is Pariah’s second-in-command with a loyalty to him as strong as his control over his power. Fright Knight has faced many pro-heros as he carried out the smaller phases of Pariah’s plans and most of them barely came close towards defeating or leaving as much as  scratch on the knight. 

Rodolfo Gonzalo  

Hero name: Wulf

Quirk: Werewolf + Portal creation (50/50?)

Can do anything a werewolf can supposedly do; somehow it allows him to create portals with his claws to locations he has marked with them or visited in the past. 

Wulf was abducted on by Pariah’s forces and sent into the Nomu labs for experimentation to force on another quirk and instill complete allegiance to their cause. Course, Wulf broke free as a result of that new additional quirk allowing him to escape their clutches and his previous one helping him survive the endeavor. However, he lost his memories in the process and could only remember his native language, Spanish, and his hero name Wulf. 

Overgrown

Villain/vigilante Name: Overgrown

Quirk: Plant Manipulation

Can manipulate any pre-existing plant matter or create new vegetation if water and soil is present for the process or he understand the biological makeup of the plant in question. 

Occupation: Pro-hero or eco-terrorist who is tired of humanity from abusing the environment from quirk battles to industries using the land for their own benefits and none others.

That’s all I have for now! I hope this was worth the wait, guys. As well as, inspire ideas for your takes with a DP x BNHA Crossover! 

[thesunwillshineonusagain757]

𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟙 𝔾𝕣𝕚𝕕 𝕠𝕟 : ℙ𝕝𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔸𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕦𝕤

( this is totally based on my assumptions so don’t take it so seriously )

✦ Lewis Hamilton ↣ He was invited by the younger guys to play with them, he ain’t the best at it but he is good at doing his tasks fast, he likes the game and is planning on playing it again.

✦ Valterri Bottas ↣ Val was also called by one of the youngsters, I’m not sure who but defiantly not George, he was the second to die in almost every round.

✦ Max Verstappen ↣ He fought with George for the dark blue character, and he was pissed when in the next round he was the first person George killed, so every time he was the impostor he killed George first, which made easy for the others to know when he was the impostor.

✦ Sergio Pérez ( Checo) ↣ He didn’t really know much about the game , he knew his son liked it , so little Checo was his partner in crime all along.

✦ Lance Stroll ↣ Lance was exited when the younger guys called him, he was surprised that most of the grid was there, he wasn’t the most skilled player but he could hold a poker voice for two seconds before cracking up and laughing, when he was the impostor .

✦ Sebastian Vettel ↣ Seb came prepared, as always, he had studied tactics about the game and the mechanics of it on the internet when he was invited to play with the kids. He does have the best instinct when doing detective work, and he can be as manipulative as Little finger ( game of thrones character ) when he is the impostor , he is confirmed the best player between the “older” guys .

✦ Lando Norris ↣ He has played this game a hundred times but always when he goes for the kill it seems that someone walks in on him and he is caught on the act, he killed Max first one time and he received a very long voice message telling how Max wasn’t expecting to be betrayed by him and that he was reevaluating their friendship.

✦ Daniel Ricciardo ↣ Dany boy here had played the game before, not as much as some of the 20 year olds but he knew the mechanics, so he was also very slick when killing someone, he is good at this more than the others realize.

✦ Charles Leclerc ↣ He got over exited the first time he got to be the impostor, so much he left his microphone open.

✦ Carlos Sainz ↣ He had the chance to kill Lando when he was in the cameras but he didn’t, he didn’t have the balls to do it, he killed Charles who was in the reactor instead.

✦ Fernando Alonso ↣ Nando has a problem with the tasks, he doesn’t understand how to do any of them, and usually he gets killed half of the way so he contributed a lot for the impostor’s side because he just gives up and doesn’t do his tasks.

✦ Esteban Ocon ↣ He doesn’t know where the button of report is, and he usually is the one who shouts before he dies even if his microphone is closed, Pierre asked him if it was his sister who shouted .

✦ Yuki Tsunoda ↣ Little Yuki is always cursing, when he can’t do a task , when he gets killed, when he enters in “friendly altercation” when someone acuses him of being suspicious.

✦ Pierre Gasly ↣ He is just here for the lols, he is here to laugh, partly at Yuki getting into fights, partly for Daniel’s dirty jokes from fifth grade, Esteban screaming at anyone who gets close to him or at Max holding grudges.

✦ George Russell ↣ George is a good player, but usually when the reactor is having a meltdown or the oxygen is going out, don’t count on him anymore, he doesn’t leave his tasks for anything even when he is killed he hopes his body is not found so he can complete his tasks.

✦ Nicholas Latifi ↣ He is just here for the funzies, he is thrilled he has been invited, and he doesn’t need anything more than that .

✦ Antonio Giovinazzi ↣ Gio tried his best but he still is not the best at this game specially because he gets lost when they change maps so he just waits around until Kimi comes around to pick him up .

✦ Kimi Räikkönen ↣ Kimi really didn’t want to be here, but his wife Minttu thought it would be a great idea for him to socialize, he ends up not doing much, no one has the balls to kill him so he just takes care of Antonio and that’s it .

✦ Mick Schumacher ↣ Everyone things it’s his first time playing the game, and he plays the role of a rookie so well, they don’t even realize he is insanely good at it, he has the best moves, but he keeps this information for himself , and no one suspects him to be the impostor until it’s to late.

✦ Nik*ta M#zepi ↣ He wasn’t invited .

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[bookjonsa]

"Of Sansa brushing out Lady's coat and singing to herself. You know nothing Jon Snow" seems straight out of a cheesy romance novel lol. Lets be honest here.

Yeah, that's our Jon, a romantic at heart:

Calling his half sister Sansa “radiant”:

Sansa looked radiant as she walked beside him, but Jon did not like Joffrey's pouty lips or the bored, disdainful way he looked at Winterfell's Great Hall. 

—A Game of Thrones - Jon I

Dreaming about his mother:

Not my mother, Jon thought stubbornly. He knew nothing of his mother; Eddard Stark would not talk of her. Yet he dreamed of her at times, so often that he could almost see her face. In his dreams, she was beautiful, and highborn, and her eyes were kind.

—A Game of Thrones - Jon III

Playing the hero: 

Every morning they had trained together, since they were big enough to walk; Snow and Stark, spinning and slashing about the wards of Winterfell, shouting and laughing, sometimes crying when there was no one else to see. They were not little boys when they fought, but knights and mighty heroes. "I'm Prince Aemon the Dragonknight,*" Jon would call out, and Robb would shout back, "Well, I'm Florian the Fool." Or Robb would say, "I'm the Young Dragon," and Jon would reply, "I'm Ser Ryam Redwyne.**"

—A Storm of Swords - Jon XII

*Ser Aemon the Dragonknight, Lord Commander of the Kingsguard, he crowned Queen Naerys his Queen of Love and Beauty.

**Ser Ryan Redwyne, Lord Commander of the Kingsguard, he crowned Queen Alysanne his Queen of Love and Beauty.

Giving courtesies:

"I don't even know your name."

"Gilly, he called me. For the gillyflower."

"That's pretty." He remembered Sansa telling him once that he should say that whenever a lady told him her name. He could not help the girl, but perhaps the courtesy would please her. 

—A Clash of Kings - Jon III

Playing the honorable knight:

After that he had taken to using Ghost to keep her away. Old Nan used to tell stories about knights and their ladies who would sleep in a single bed with a blade between them for honor's sake, but he thought this must be the first time where a direwolf took the place of the sword. 

—A Storm of Swords - Jon II

Straight out the book of courtly love...

Wooing a girl:

If I could show her Winterfell . . . give her a flower from the glass gardens, feast her in the Great Hall, and show her the stone kings on their thrones. We could bathe in the hot pools, and love beneath the heart tree while the old gods watched over us.

—A Storm of Swords - Jon V

Wishing for a domestic life:

I would need to steal her if I wanted her love, but she might give me children. I might someday hold a son of my own blood in my arms. A son was something Jon Snow had never dared dream of, since he decided to live his life on the Wall. I could name him Robb. Val would want to keep her sister's son, but we could foster him at Winterfell, and Gilly's boy as well. Sam would never need to tell his lie. We'd find a place for Gilly too, and Sam could come visit her once a year or so. Mance's son and Craster's would grow up brothers, as I once did with Robb.

He wanted it, Jon knew then. He wanted it as much as he had ever wanted anything. I have always wanted it, he thought, guiltily. May the gods forgive me. 

—A Storm of Swords - Jon XII

Calling his mare “sweet lady”:

The mare whickered softly as Jon Snow tightened the cinch. “Easy, sweet lady,” he said in a soft voice, quieting her with a touch. Wind whispered through the stable, a cold dead breath on his face, but Jon paid it no mind. He strapped his roll to the saddle, his scarred fingers stiff and clumsy. “Ghost,” he called softly, “to me.” And the wolf was there, eyes like embers.

—A Game of Thrones - Jon IX

Being friends with soft boys:

Whatever pride his lord father might have felt at Samwell’s birth vanished as the boy grew up plump, soft, and awkward. Sam loved to listen to music and make his own songs, to wear soft velvets, to play in the castle kitchen beside the cooks, drinking in the rich smells as he snitched lemon cakes and blueberry tarts. His passions were books and kittens and dancing, clumsy as he was.

—A Game of Thrones - Jon IV

Sam remembered the last time he’d sung the song with his mother, to lull baby Dickon to sleep. His father had heard their voices and come barging in, angry. “I will have no more of that,” Lord Randyll told his wife harshly. “You ruined one boy with those soft septon’s songs, do you mean to do the same to this babe?” Then he looked at Sam and said, “Go sing to your sisters, if you must sing. I don’t want you near my son.”

—A Storm of Swords - Samwell III

The boy claimed to be eighteen, older than Jon, but he was green as summer grass for all that. Satin, they called him, even in the wool and mail and boiled leather of the Night’s Watch; the name he’d gotten in the brothel where he’d been born and raised. He was pretty as a girl with his dark eyes, soft skin, and raven’s ringlets.

—A Storm of Swords - Jon VII

“Night gathers, and now my watch begins,” they said, as thousands had said before them. Satin’s voice was sweet as song, Horse’s hoarse and halting, Arron’s a nervous squeak. “It shall not end until my death.”

(…)

He could smell Horse’s unwashed breeches, the sweet scent Satin combed into his beard, the rank sharp smell of fear, the giant’s overpowering musk. He could hear the beating of his own heart. ”

—A Dance with Dragons - Jon VII

Satin was all grace, dancing with three serving girls in turn but never presuming to approach a highborn lady. Jon judged that wise. He did not like the way some of the queen’s knights were looking at the steward, particularly Ser Patrek of King’s Mountain. That one wants to shed a bit of blood, he thought. He is looking for some provocation.

—A Dance with Dragons - Jon X

Imagining his half sister Sansa calling the lands beyond the wall “an enchantment”:

The pale pink light of dawn sparkled on branch and leaf and stone. Every blade of grass was carved from emerald, every drip of water turned to diamond. Flowers and mushrooms alike wore coats of glass. Even the mud puddles had a bright brown sheen. Through the shimmering greenery, the black tents of his brothers were encased in a fine glaze of ice.

So there is magic beyond the Wall after all. He found himself thinking of his sisters, perhaps because he’d dreamed of them last night. Sansa would call this an enchantment, and tears would fill her eyes at the wonder of it, but Arya would run out laughing and shouting, wanting to touch it all.

—A Clash of Kings - Jon III

Giving up his deepest desire and by that, refusing to despoil his half sister Sansa of her rights:

“How can I lose men I do not have? I had hoped to bestow Winterfell on a northman, you may recall. A son of Eddard Stark. He threw my offer in my face.” Stannis Baratheon with a grievance was like a mastiff with a bone; he gnawed it down to splinters.

“By right Winterfell should go to my sister Sansa.”

“Lady Lannister, you mean? Are you so eager to see the Imp perched on your father’s seat? I promise you, that will not happen whilst I live, Lord Snow.”

—A Dance with Dragons - Jon I

Jon said, “Winterfell belongs to my sister Sansa.”

“I have heard all I need to hear of Lady Lannister and her claim.” The king set the cup aside. “You could bring the north to me. Your father’s bannermen would rally to the son of Eddard Stark. Even Lord Too-Fat-to-Sit-a-Horse. White Harbor would give me a ready source of supply and a secure base to which I could retreat at need. It is not too late to amend your folly, Snow. Take a knee and swear that bastard sword to me, and rise as Jon Stark, Lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North.”

How many times will he make me say it? “My sword is sworn to the Night’s Watch.”

—A Dance with Dragons - Jon IV

And of course, as if he sensed he was going to die, informing us that his fondest memory of his half sister Sansa is the following:

He thought of Robb, with snowflakes melting in his hair. Kill the boy and let the man be born. He thought of Bran, clambering up a tower wall, agile as a monkey. Of Rickon’s breathless laughter. Of Sansa, brushing out Lady’s coat and singing to herself. You know nothing, Jon Snow. He thought of Arya, her hair as tangled as a bird’s nest. I made him a warm cloak from the skins of the six whores who came with him to Winterfell … I want my bride back … I want my bride back … I want my bride back …

—A Dance with Dragons - Jon XIII

He's so fluffy!  I'm gonna die!

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[floralkittygambler]

Hazbin OC - Lady Luck [WIP shit]

Just a dump of some Lady concepts and some of how she’s developed. Current design + Angel forme [above] Lady’s brief bio: Name: Lady Luck, Lady Age: Various [based on rebirth], most notably the ages 31, 38 and 55. [anyone who knows where these ages from, you know] Gender: female Date of Birth: Various Date of Death: N/A Cause of Death: Perhaps ‘they’ caught up- Race: White British/Irish ‘human’ turned feline demon [current ‘life’], ‘Deity’ Occupation: Fortune Teller/Medium, Lingerie model, part time barmaid and entertainer, only a hobbyist gambler Voice type: Cornelia Hayes O'Herlihy [Fiona Belli, Haunting Ground - VA is Irish] Quirks, strange mannerisms, and/or annoying habits: [soon] Appearance: Grey feline demon [inspired by Russian and British blues], Green/Olive eyes, adding more soon lol im tired Personality: soon Sins/Vices: Alcohol consumer [non addict], past minor addiction to medicine, gambling [non addict], money hoarding, ‘playing god’ [unwilling], Witchcraft/magick [main sin]. Prone to wrathful acts, feelings of envy, moderate greedy habits. Sinned in other lives. Strong profanity, dark business, sometimes catalysts for chaos. Self hazardous. Melancholic. Virtues: Can be giving if convinced/interested, deep empathy/compassion, chastity [unintentional], though often impatient can be extremely patient for those in need. Protective of animals, children and the vulnerable but the opposite towards assailants. High tolerance against addiction.   Mental illnesses: Abilities/Powers/Skills: Thin and nimble, quick witted, ability to appeal [emotional], ability to debate, reading traits [acquired], magick/supernatural powers - connects to life/death cycle, monsters, psyche, deity levels. Card magick - throwing weapons, summoning weapons, evasive. Nature connected powers. Analysist. Great with children, animals, the vulnerable. Jack of many trades [incl. mixology, divination, board games, survivalist, etc] to allow more opportunities. More intelligent than she appears. Pickpocketing [magick assisted]. Basic magic tricks. Can speak pieces in some languages, including Latin. Performer/entertainer. Dancer [helps in fights]. Observant. Comforting and nurturing. Humorous. Willingness to stand up for and defend. Listener. Sniper aim. Weaknesses: Phobias [such as mirrors, safety/romance, vertigo/heights, etc], radiowaves [can be triggered by her creations or by her loss of composure], strong deity powers [actively denies and suppresses them leading to ‘charge up’. Emotions can stir them up signaling her difficulty controlling them. Can turn these against herself as well. Prone to overexertion which can easily be fatal. Can lead to great acts of wrath]. Intimacy. Can vary from too trusting to too wary. Grey moral compass [leading to passive inaction in some cases and aggression in others]. Lightweight drinker [in denial]. Drinks when anxious/socialising [often, though easily substituted]. Heightened senses [pro and con]. Easily distracted. Can be rude/jest harshly. Closed off. Handles drug effects badly. Over-emotions can lead to ‘possession’ from a ‘friend’. Exhausts easily. Durable and fragile. Panic [can calm others]. Avoids own issues [can admit and confront them however is closed off]. Overworks. Avoidant. Melancholic. Sadistic streak that’s hard to tame. Could be way better at illusionism. Vengeful. Frozen in past. Terrible runner. Chronic conditions. Low tolerance for certain types. Can often mishandle these violently. Surprisingly shy. Can only mask for so long. Materialistic to replace loneliness. Height: 5′8 - 5′9 [human], 6′5 [demon] Body type: Pear, extremely small bust with larger rear and wider hips. Dislikes: many, soon to list. People/humans, having to socialise, being picked up [esp like a cat], phobias, worms, ‘crawling blood’, perverts, Fears: soon, mirrors,  Goals: soon Relationships/Love interests: She has a potential interest, though she’s likely to approach first [or make a ‘first move’ per say] she most likely wouldnt confess feeling that she wasnt appealing to them. Definitely would make the effort to comfort and befriend [leaving Lady’s comfort zone] Hobbies and interests: Gambling, card and board games, playing games, tarot/divination of many kinds, witchcraft, magic tricks/shows, lingerie modelling [think more boudoir/classy or the playful takes of Bettie Page], botony/herbology, collecting plushies, faux smoking, drinking, overreacting to gameshows/tv shows, comedy stand ups, chocolate making, art and sewing, playing instruments [accoustic guitar, harmonica, lyre, inflatable saxophone, triangle, tambourine], mixology, learning new things, animals and caring for those who need it, fashion [often quirky or outdated], hula hoop tricks, dancing and singing [quite shy], teaching/educating children [especially in hunting/survival], taxidermy, sharp shooting, sometimes being nude [in safe areas], meditation, collecting, true crime files, star gazing, shadow puppets, laser pens, making jokes, berry picking, reading, snuggling, cats, money saving/spending, horror novels/movies, aerials, pole dancing [fitness], general fitness [in the yoga sense, not jogging], sci-fi, woodcarving [no skills], loves 70s and rococo fashion as well as classy looking fashion, playbunnies, aesthetics, nature. Laser tag. Comfy blankets. Nurturing other’s needs. Cute things. Trivial: - Was a virgin in her last life before becoming a demon, dreads sex demons like Val finding this out. - Covered in scars, both self inflicted and otherwise, these remain hidden beneath her fur. - Will go around topless or nude as her fur works as censorship. Even to the dismay of others. - Loves the 60s, 70s and 80s. - Regrets no longer liking cheese like she used to. - Enjoys stronger alcoholic drinks despite being a lightweight, her drunk self showing her softer and more optimistic hidden side. Often giggly, complimentary and cuddly. Occasionally verbally aggressive/wants to fight. - Some of her dreams include; starting a bar fight, visit a magic show, learn to spin plates, [finally] visit a Vegas style casino, own a garden/creatures sanctuary, find a meteorite, attempt to hold a lion’s mouth open for ‘Strength’, own her dream house and business away from ‘fucking everyone’, ride a dolphin, master juggling and magic tricks, create some new potions, slap the shit out of each overlord [etc] - Avoids love; from the topic to her history, though it’s implied that she doesn’t feel like it’s ‘in the cards’ for her as well as implied insecurity. - The memories of each of her past lives often collide, especially in the night, causing hidden distress - She was originally planned to have a power inspired by John Coffee where she could ‘alleviate’ other’s emotional suffering by CBT and physically ‘taking’ it from them, an ability that would land her a job at the Hotel. This idea has since been moved to another character. - She has a ‘baby face’ and is often called cute by others, leading her to be treated little more than an oversized pet. This is something that bothers her when not in jest. - Related to Dead Hand - Has had certain dealings with Valentino and Lucifer that she’s not proud of. - Lady Luck is an ironic name - Old design designed around my old cat Angel, new design ironically resembles our current cat Angel [taken over from Great Auntie. First was named after Buffy characters. Second... Idk] - [soon] [Temp: https://www.deviantart.com/pixichi/art/Very-Basic-Character-Sheet-for-OC-s-By-Pixichi-482645873 ] Old designs:

[steviesays]

In depth analysis of Solo: a Star Wars Story

wow that title makes it look like this wasn’t just me rambling for 4 whole ass pages on word, but I wanted to give you guys all of my thoughts and reactions on the movie. All of the spoilers are going to be under the cut and I’ll continue to tag spoilers for solo for the next two weeks, so until JUNE 8TH so none of you are allowed to yell at me for spoiling the movie. 

alright yall here we go im going to start with the plot and move into the characters the same way I did for tlj.

After coming out of this movie, it took me the entire ride home to process and think about whether I even liked it or not. When I got home, I had a two hour long conversation with my brother on the purpose of all of these movies rather than on what the movie is about because hes a fake fan and didn’t go see it last night. But anyway, after giving a brief synopsis with as little spoilers as possible, we kind of came to the consensus that this movie didn’t really matter, plot wise. It was kind of just made to sell tickets (even though they didn’t even sell tickets because there was no promo). Literally the whole movie was just an adventure that Han Solo went on, there was no real character arc, Han was the same person he was at the end as he was at the beginning, the only real development was him meeting chewie and lando and getting the millennium falcon. Did we really HAVE to see the kessel run, like yeah it was cool, but having the whole movie based around that? I feel like we were all kind of expecting more of a backstory, which is what it was kind of advertised as, and I think it would have been more effective, at least from a fan perspective, to have seen what Han’s life was when he was a child on Correlia. We still have no information on his parents, except for his dad was apparently a mechanic that wanted to be a pilot. We don’t know how he became orphaned or how he ended up with that fucking lizard monster thing, how he met Qi’ra, or how any of this affected him. I think they just started the movie at a bad spot, but that decision was made to maximize profit. I guess no casual movie goer would want to see han solo roughing it through some angst, but for people that are fully invested in star wars? It was just kind of a pointless action movie.

Other than that, it was a decent movie overall. I didn’t walk out of it pissed like I did with tlj, it kind of just made me feel nothing. Like I knew all this shit before, I didn’t need to see it in a two hour film. Him meeting chewie and lando, getting the falcon and doing the kessel run in 12 parsecs were things that were already established. There was nothing really spectacular about this movie it kind of just exists as a plot extender, rather than something that moves the plot forward or gives us major insights. I guess they can get away with it being useful to plot by the scene at the end that establishes to everyone that Darth Maul is still alive and fucking up the galaxy, but they could have just made their own damn darth maul movie, which is probably coming anyway based on that scene.

 But now that I’ve dragged the movie enough, lets get into the characters because I have a lot to say. There were characters that I really liked, characters that had a lot of potential, and characters that I hated.

Lets start with han. I really liked him in this movie and I like the actor they got for him, I think he did a really great job showing han’s snark and egoism while also keeping his inner goodness and making sure the audience was sympathetic. As I said before, he didn’t really develop much as a character, he was born a scoundrel and stayed that way. His quest to do whatever he could to get home so he could save Qi’ra was something we all would have expected out of him. I did like that we were able to see his street smarts and ability to strategize more than we have in other movies. I guess we have a bit of development, in that he learns to be even less trusting than he already was at the beginning through all of the betrayals in the movie, but like …. He was already distrustful in the beginning from the life he had already lived. Also, this has nothing to do with what I was just saying but I just remembered, this is during the time of the empire. Didn’t the empire use cloned Stormtroopers as their infantry and navy with humans only being officers …………………… like correct me if im wrong, but im like 90% sure that’s right. Because the first order were the ones that used human Stormtroopers. And even so like, what are these infantry men even doing. Aren’t Stormtroopers the ones that have always invaded planets for the empire, these people weren’t wearing any type of armor or cohesive uniforms and I just remember being confused as fuck during this whole sequence. In a ‘this is a major plot hole’ kind of way. Were they running out of clones ?????? like just make more ???????????? like the whole reason they used clones was because using actual humans to do grunt work was barbaric and clones aren’t really seen as people. Also now that I’m thinking about it what happened to all of the clones once the war ended. I haven’t watched or read many of the side stories or books, so I don’t know if it’s just me that’s missing something, but idk having han join the empire as an infantryman just didn’t make sense to me. Also having an imperial officer be the one to give him his last name was just kind of yikes. Like they couldn’t have just had him come up with one himself in that moment. Whatever.

Now lets talk about Qi’ra aka fake bitch. I fucking hated her so much through this entire movie and not just because I called her fake leia in the lead up to it coming out (tell me han doesn’t have a type). Like what the hell honestly. She was the WORST. And its kind of sad because she really had the potential to be a better character, but it just did not happen. Like she was gone for three years and just happened to appear back at some sketch party? And the only explanation for it was “yeah ive been through some shit don’t ask.” And what killed me is that she just never fucking explained!!! Like han asked her multiple times to tell him what happened in the in-between time and they have this whole ass history, he was doing all this shit FOR YOU, and he doesn’t even get an explanation ???? at the very least give the viewers an explanation. Like I guess it was implied that she did some dark shit, slept her way to the top, killed a few people on the way there, but HOW ??? WHY ??? WHEN ???? how long has she been involved in this shit to be at the position she has and to be so changed by it? Her character was the one that changed the most, from being careful of people other than the one she trusted (han), but still having hope for a better life, to just being like fuck everyone, I’m here for me and I don’t care how many people I have to kill or betray to survive. But we never got that character development in the film so she just came off as a terrible human being. We never got the chance to be sympathetic for her, and tbh im about to get even more angry because this whole film was centered around M E N yes I said it im being that bitch right now because the women in this movie were paid DUST.

And on that note lets talk about fucking Val. Another character with so much potential that was just …………………. hnjdklsbckdsbcbsdlv. She was the literal embodiment of the angry black woman trope and it pissed me the fuck off. She was the one that refused to bend on bringing han into the group and continued to antagonize him the whole mission, which the audience obviously took as a damn joke because duh its han fucking solo. We all know that she’s wrong, but when everyone else jumped on board with han she stayed adamant in her position, making her the odd one out of the group. Every time she opened her damn mouth I got mad because she just kept putting han and chewie down and it was just so cringey because I knew that this would make her either a hated or a forgotten character. AND THEN SHE JUST FUCKING DIED. I was like oh ok, 20 minutes in and the whole squad is dead already god damn. Which brings me into my analysis of tobias.

I love woody harrelson and he did a great job but there were a few scenes that just annoyed me, one of them being after his squad dies. Like hes sad for like 5 seconds, punches han which is an understandable reaction considering the fact that it was his fault everyone died for no reason, and then hes just fine again? Like it was never brought up again that two people he was obviously very close to, especially Val, just died pointless deaths. Even the night before the mission he was like ‘yeah you got to get someone you can trust I got my girl val’ and then they kiss and im like oh ok theyre in love that’s cute we love representation of interracial couples, but then she dies and he never mentions her name again. He doesn’t even grieve for longer than 2 minutes ??? he gives han another chance even though this was 100000% his fault and everyone knows it ??? it was kind of like oh, ok why the fuck did we even do that, why did I have to watch all of this happen if there are no consequences. His character didn’t change at all throughout the movie either. He’s just as distrustful and self-centered as he was, he just has less friends now and he’s dead. He was a good fatherly/mentor-y figure for han throughout the movie, but that’s about it.

I don’t really have much to say about Lando other than the fact that Donald glover did a great job, but I really didn’t expect much else. B U T last week I reblogged a post about him confirming that lando was pan and in the tags I was like lol watch him still be in a het relationship and GUESS FUCKING WHAT. Like its as if they thought making him be in love with a robot that has a female voice, a female build, and people that address her with she/her pronouns would be enough for people to be like come on it’s a fucking robot they don’t have gender …. hsdakbckdsla and while we’re on this subject lets talk about L3 because her (it? I don’t even know) character probably made me the most angry while watching the movie.

L3 being like an advocate for droids was an obvious parallel to other civil rights movements like womens rights or even African American rights and the way it was handled made me so fucking angry. Everything the droid said was used as comic relief or made to be received as a joke because obviously shes talking about fucking robots. But honestly, let me get deep for a moment here, droids in the star wars universe ARE sentient. They have minds of their own and are put into the story like characters, but theyre treated as lesser because theyre not made of flesh and blood. I understand and identify with the things L3 was saying because she’s right, but through the whole movie it was made to be a joke, because you know droids don’t need rights theyre droids. But that was the same thing people in the fucking 60s were saying about black people we’re ‘just n******’ (im sorry I cant even type the word it makes me uncomfortable). And her revolutionary spirit mirrors that of women’s rights revolutionaries today. Being a black woman that’s involved in social justice in America, the characterization of L3 just made me upset because everyone was treating everything she said as a joke, and there was no rectification of it. After L3 died, there was no ‘hmmm maybe she was right maybe we should start thinking of droids more as people’ she was another wasted character whose only use was her navigation system when they could have taken a completely different route and addressed something that was actually wrong with the star wars universe rather than just enforcing it. And when she started to give the droids a mind of their own in the control room I knew it was going to dissolve into chaos and make a horrible situation because it was such a predictable moment that completely undermined social justice actions and it pissed me off.

I guess the plot twist that effys nest (is that how you spell her name? probably not it doesn’t really matter) and her squad were working with the revolution was cute. I deadass thought for a second she was gonna be like ‘what up tobias or should I call you DAD’ cause that would have been a 100% star wars thing to do. The bad guy was a generic bad guy so I really don’t have much to say about him. I loved the scenes between han and chewie which showed why they became so close.

This is really all I have to say about solo for know, nothing huge is coming to mind. Overall, it was a good movie if you’re not a fan, but kind of a wasted opportunity for everyone else. This movie had a lot of potential to deliver and im pretty disappointed that it didn’t. If you don't agree on anything I’ve said or you just want to talk about the movie with me PLEASE dont hesitate to slide into my dms I love discourse

[dwtsfun]

Dancing with the Stars Season 29 Week 2: Y’all Already Starting to Piss Me Off

So listen. Tyra is not perfect. Tyra is not making this show bad. Tyra did NOT yell at Derek. Like anyone else, Tyra is finding her footing. Tom, Lisa, Samantha, Brooke and Erin all had to do that. And they were all granted the ability to learn and get used to it (not really Lisa since they dropped her after season 1). And damnit, y’all will give Tyra that same opportunity. Also, let’s talk about this “yelling” situation. I have seen enough comments and I just know people are going to write articles about that bullshit. Stop. What is different between when Tyra told Derek to hurry up and when Tom was telling all them judges to hurry up every week? They used the same exact tone of voice and same volume. So again, what’s the difference. Anyone saying that she yelled, why? Why do you say that? Be honest. What is the difference? I just told you all that it was delivered similarly. So what is it? Is it the recipient? Instead of it being an elderly man, it was a young and attractive white man? Or is it the fact that Tyra is a Black woman and Tom is a white man? Ask yourselves that. I don’t wanna have to get on here every week, mad, and have to address things like this because people are being stupid racist. But I will if I have to. Trust that I will. You don’t have to like her, but be fair. Some of these critiques are not fair at all.

Anyway, I thought the intro was cute. It was a nice way to remind everyone that there was an elimination tonight while being fun and allowing Tyra bring a little more of herself to the table. As for the show, it was very meh. A lot of wtf scores were given out. The elimination was bs in my opinion. And most of the dances were mid. So with that said, let’s just get this ranking started.

1. Kaitlyn and Artem- They got the highest score of the night (a 22) and I think it was well deserved. Last week I talked about how soft and pretty she moves and how it’s something that I don’t like in Latin? Yeah, well this week, it worked perfectly for this foxtrot. It always does. Kaitlyn’s lines were gorgeous and she was incredibly graceful and elegant. There were a couple of iffy moments in there though I wasn’t able to quite catch what happened. The camerawork was kinda sloppy tonight. I think she may have slipped which makes me think that the floor was pretty slick tonight as many people slipped. But yeah, she had a great showing.

2. Nev and Jenna- This dance was the most shocking of the night to me. I’m a Nev believer now. He’s got what it takes to go far. Now his dance was slightly awkward in my opinion. He danced really high tonight. Some of that may come from his shoulders, but some of it felt like he was just lifting his entire body up unnaturally. It was strange. But other than that, he’s actually a lot better than I expected he would be in Latin. As far as the whole Jenna situation goes that was revealed recently, I don’t know y’all. I just can’t get behind them. But they’re good.

3. AJ and Cheryl- Right now, AJ is the best mover of the men. I say that cautiously because there are two more who might be better once they really get settled into the competition (more on them later). I thought this foxtrot was really good. AJ was elegant. And he actually leads Cheryl pretty well. My big issue with this dance is actually kind of petty But it was that I wanted him to close his mouth. It was wide open for most of the dance and it really bothered me lol. I know I know. I thought they did a great job though. I wish they would have been scored properly. He should’ve gotten a 21.

4. Jeannie and Brandon- I waffled back and forth between Justina and Jeannie for this spot. I ended up going with Jeannie though because I though Brandon’s choreography was better than Sasha’s. Jeannie was much improved from last week. She had a lot more hip action and she was more controlled. As Bruno said, she needs some more polish and she still needs to reign in her energy a bit more. But she is definitely one to watch. As far as the score goes, bogus. She should’ve gotten at least two 7s. She didn’t trip and the judges said she improved. So that should’ve translated into scores.

5. Justina and Sasha- I just realized that I don’t really care for Sasha’s foxtrots. This dance was nice and pretty. Justina performed it well. But I was left feeling kinda whatever about it. I’m sure the singers had something to do with that. Sorry to Whitney and Mariah. That vocal was atrocious and I honestly couldn’t even focus on the dance the first time around because they were so bad. Anyway, Justina has issues with her turns, but otherwise, she’s still a contender.

6. Skai and Alan- From the score that these two got, you would have thought that this dance was a complete disaster. But it was far from that. A samba in week 2 rarely goes over well. The rhythm, technique, bounce and hip action needed are all very complicated to put together this early in the competition. It should be done no earlier than week 3. With that said, I think Skai did a pretty okay job. She did slip but it was one moment that she recovered from. I think the floors were very slick last night because quite a few celebs stumbled. Straight 5s were just really low considering the fact that the rest of the dance went fine and many other celebs that had worse dances than her scored similarly or higher.

7. Johnny and Britt- The choreography was very interesting and I have to really commend Britt for what she came up with. It was really dynamic and just very intriguing. Unfortunately, Johnny struggled a bit. He seemed to have issues keeping up and I’m not quite sure what made that happen. He also just seemed a little clumsy throughout the dance. I do think it’s a confidence thing and once he really starts to believe that he is capable of doing this, that he will truly blossom. He is one of the two male celebs that I think has the potential to be a better mover than AJ. 

8. Anne and Keo- I can’t remember if I said this last week, but I think Anne is the actual dark horse. She’s doing alright. She’s going to get better. She has a very endearing personality. And her partnership with Keo is one of the best this season. The judges were right in their assessment of all that energy in Anne’s upper body (specifically her shoulders) and that it needs to be calmed down. Other than that, I’m enjoying these two together and I can’t wait to see what they bring next week.

9. Nelly and Daniella- Nelly is the other male celeb that I think can be a better mover than AJ. The reason that he’s not right now is that he’s just not fully letting go. That’s not saying that he’s not committed to doing the show. He clearly is. I mean his technique and his attention to the smaller details should make that crystal clear. But I just think he doesn’t want to look goofy. Him getting custom made dance shoes that look like Jordans (genius by the way) revealed that. But to be honest, he will never look goofy. Once he loosens up some more and lets go of the image he wants to uphold, I think he will shock a lot of people. Also let me give kudos to Daniella for meeting him where he’s at and working with him so well. She is doing a great job so far.

10. Jesse and Sharna- I did not understand the score this dance got or the praise that was heaped on it at all. I don’t think it was worthy of 7s. I think he should’ve gotten the same score as Monica. He wasn’t smooth and his posture was bad. His technique also wasn’t great. I do see he’s good at leading, but that’s really it. I didn’t see what the judges saw. It was forgettable and not great. It wasn’t bad, it was just very meh.

11.Vernon and Peta- Something about Vernon’s costume felt very off. I don’t want to call it amateurish because the costume department is usually very very good at their jobs (the best along with makeup). But that costume? Yeah well, it happened. As for the dance, I didn’t start out liking it, but as it went on, I enjoyed it more. Vernon settled into it and gave a very respectable performance. Now the issue was that his shaping was off. His butt kept going further and further out. He also dances kind of small and for such a large man, he can’t do that. They’ll be fine for now. I just can’t wait for Vernon to have his breakthrough. He is definitely a diamond in the rough.

12. Chrishell and Gleb- I did not like this dance at all and I have to blame that all on Gleb. What Chrishell did was fine for the most part. But Gleb gave her very little content and the choreo was just strange. It honestly just didn’t make sense. Idk. I feel bad because Chrishell had some goregeous lines and some nice movement in that dance (even if she lacked hip action). I can see how much potential she has. But I just don’t think Gleb is going to be able to pull it out of her.

13. Monica and Val- These two are a non-event for me. Monica isn’t doing anything wrong. I like her fine. I actually think she’s a cool person and would be willing to sit down and hang out with her. But this dance was strange. The set was odd. I don’t understand what that was about. Their costumes made no sense either. The choreo felt aimless. And then Val added in that unnecessary lift. Listen, I get taking risks to try and a big splash. Sometimes it is necessary to sacrifice the scores in order to separate yourself from the rest of the pack. But that risk has to actually mean something. What was the purpose of that lift that he added? It did nothing for the dance. It was just there. And Monica is not someone who can sacrifice points at this time. I do think that she’s in the danger zone and if they don’t really make a splash, they could be eliminated soon.

14. Charles and Emma- I liked Charles’s dance this week. He improved a lot and I don’t think he should’ve been eliminated. Based on what we saw, I felt as though he had more in him than Carole has in her. It just is what it is. It frustrated me that for the second season in a row the first person eliminated was actually better and showed more promise than the person that was saved.

15. Carole and Pasha- Was this an improvement? Yes. Did Carole do all the steps mostly right? Yes. Did I still hate this dance? Also, yes. This was strange. I hated it. The cat theme went way over the top and it went from cute to just flat out creepy. I hated it. Now I’m not sure what voting is like this season, but I feel that Carole may see a slight vote increase since she ended up in the bottom 2 last night and also was emotional in her package and during her interview with Tyra and all that. This wouldn’t be an issue normally because I would still fully expect for her to be in the bottom again next week. But I am not sure how Chrishell, Monica, Jesse and a couple others are doing with fans. So she could be spared next week and not even end up in the bottom 2.

So that’s that. Hope you all liked last night’s show. Again, it was just alright for me. Let me know your thoughts and I will talk to you all soon.

[saintjojis]

No Shows

ANONYMOUS Requested: 

Hii!!😊 can i request a yoongi smut where you two have been best friends for a long time and one time when he comes over for a sleepover things get heated? And also they are trying to be quiet bc of the parents? Thank you for taking your time for my shittt request lol💕

Genre: Smut, fluff

Word Count: 1,673

A/n: You gave me freedom so dom!Yoongi it is lol. I’m still not good at writing smut but i hope you like my lame smut anyway lmao

If you asked anyone where you can be found, chances are they’d say that you’re with Yoongi. To your credit, sometimes Yoongi is the one who could be found with you. You’d known each other since forever, you grew up on the same street after all. Ever since you could remember the Min’s had always been your neighbors, so it was no surprise that you’d click with their eldest son Yoongi. You went to the same school, had mutual friends, hung out together, shared food, slept in each other’s beds, and always had each other’s backs. You could say you’re best friends.

It was no surprise that Yoongi would want to spend the night at your place (again), there wasn’t really a plan for the night. Maybe you’d watch a movie or try to figure out the few secrets he hadn’t told you yet (if any really). The night was young and unwritten, anything goes.

“Look what the cat dragged in.” You said as Mr. Min “Uninvited” Yoongi made his entrance.

“Oh shut up, (y/n), you love me.” He retorted. Fair point.

“I put up with you, dude.” He acted fake hurt at your comment. You chuckled a little, and just sat up in your bed looking at him expecting the plan for the night,       he was looking right back with the same expecting gaze.

“So? Are we just gonna sit here in silence or…?” You asked, half surprised that he didn’t have anything planned.

“Well, your choice tonight, kid.” ‘Kid’ he was only older than you by a few months.

“Let’s watch a movie, and please don’t fall asleep again or else.”

“ ‘Or else’ what are you gonna do? Beat me to death with a pillow?” He said with a dumb grin on his face.

“Bitch I might.” And with that, he settled on the bean bag next to your bed as you chose what movie to watch. About an hour later you heard a soft snore. Did he actually fall asleep? You looked over at him, and sure enough. He was passed out. Unbelievable. You called out his name,

“Yoongi…”

“…”

“You better wake the fuck up before I wake you up.” No response was given, so it was the greenlight to mess with him. You quietly got up from your bed and looked for markers. Before the ink could even touch his face, his hand grabbed your wrist. Yoongi opened one eye.

“Try it and see what happens, kid.” He was kind of intimidating if you were honest, nevertheless, you didn’t give in to his little threat. You tried to free your wrist, but he held on tighter.  

“If I let go, you can put that away and we can get back to the movie and no one will get hurt, got it?” He asked calmly. You nodded, and he let go. Big mistake.

As soon as he let go, you made a dot on his face with the marker.

“You’re fucking dead, (y/n).” He said, as he tried to grab you. You moved and climbed back on your bed, you could fend him off with pillows until he gave up. He followed, but before you were safe, he pinned you down. You’d been in this situation before, but it never was because you’d made him mad, and to be honest it was kind of funny to see him angry.

“Do you think this is fucking funny?” He asked, his tone aggressive. Oddly attractive if you were honest. You just nodded as a smile crept across your face.

“I don’t think this is very funny, (y/n). Say sorry and I’ll let you off the hook this once.” As if you were actually going to apologize. Over your dead body.

“Make me.”

His face got closer to yours, you could see he really was mad. However, that didn’t matter as soon as his lips met yours. Just like his aura, the kiss was aggressive and heated. He bit at your lower lip, making you gasp. He used that to slide his tongue in your mouth. He sat back, breaking the kiss. His eyes, eyeing you with lust. You laid there, deciding whether to face him or not. You, too, sat up. He looked at you expectantly, and you didn’t quite understand it.

“Are you going to just sit there?” He asked, clearly irritated at your lack of response. He motioned for you to straddle his lap, and obediently you did. You could feel his bulge pressed firmly against your clothed core. The mere thought making you wet. You moved your hips a little unintentionally, causing Yoongi to hiss. One of his hands held your hips to keep you in place, the other found its way to your hair balling it in his fist. He kissed you again, harder this time. Now that he had better control of you, he pushed up against you and pulled lightly at your hair. You put your hands on his chest, and you could feel his rapid heartbeat. Nearly as fast as yours. He continued his thrusts up at you, his kiss never losing intensity.

Suddenly, he pulled away. An obscene string of saliva connected your mouths briefly, both of you out of breath. He looked at you waiting for approval to go further. You tugged at his t- shirt which he promptly took off and tossed somewhere in the room. You shirt followed, as soon as it came off, Yoongi noticed your lack of a bra.

“Naughty girl.” He purred into your ear, sending a tingle through your body. He dipped two fingers into hem of your shorts, “Take them off.” You did as you were told, and for the first time, you were completely naked in front of Yoongi. You heard a silent fuck leave his lips. You tried to cover yourself, but he wouldn’t allow it.

“I could stare at you forever.” He said, as he sat at the edge of your bed. “Come here, kitten, I want a closer look.” He extended his hand out to you, you took it and he pulled you in close. Kissing your collarbones, down your chest. He cupped one of your breasts while his mouth explored the other. He bit softly on your nipple, eliciting a moan from you. His hand covered your mouth and he brought you down to kneel in front of him.

“You have to be quiet, kitten. Your parents are home and we wouldn’t want to get caught now, would we?” You shook your head, it completely slipped your mind that your parents were right downstairs. Needless to say, you’d be dead if you got caught now. He let go of your mouth, and brought in for a short kiss. He stood in front of you making you scoot back a little. He took of his jeans and boxers, soon they too were thrown somewhere in your room. He sat back down on your bed and stroked himself a little while looking at you.

“Such a pretty girl, aren’t you, (y/n). Are you just going to watch, or are you going to be a good kitten and help daddy out?” His voice like velvet, it sent a shiver through your body. You moved forward until you were between his legs.

“No hands.” He said, as he gathered your hair into one of his hands. He guided your mouth to the tip of his dick, you gave him kitten licks at first. Then you ran your tongue from the base to the tip. He tightened his grip on your hair, he was growing impatient. You took him in your mouth, he pushed your head down slowly, until you gagged. However, he didn’t let go. You swallowed around him, and he let out a barely audible moan. He eased his grip a little, and let you breathe. You looked up at him, you could see the ever-growing lust in his eyes.

“What a good girl.” He praised, he guided your head back down and held you in place as he shallowly thrusted into your mouth making you choke a few times. His pace got faster and messier, you could tell by his breathing that he was close. He stopped and raised your head again,

“Can I cum in your mouth, princess?” He asked, his tone calm but his eyes screamed desperation. You nodded quickly and took him into your mouth once more. He wasted no time getting back to where he was, his thrusts were faster than before, however, they got slower and lower as he was getting close.

“(Y/n), I’m so close babe.” He moaned, louder than he was supposed to. You dug your nails into his thigh. He was being loud and that was dangerous. He hissed, and thrust into your mouth, hard, making you dry heave. He balled your hair, and pulled on it making you moan around him. It was just enough to send him over the edge. He released his seed into your mouth, the taste wasn’t exactly the best. He rode out his high, until he collapsed backwards on your bed. His breathing was ragged and heavy. You watched him, oddly satisfied. As soon as he caught his breath, he sat up and looked at you. His essence was dripping from your mouth onto your chest. He reached for his phone on the side table.

“I could see you like this forever. You’re truly beautiful, (y/n). You know that?” He said, his tone sweeter than you’d ever heard it, as he took a picture of you.

“Erase that immediately, Yoongi.” You said, suddenly bold.

“Oh? Are you making the rules around here, kitten?” He really was good at the intimidation game.

“It’d be such a shame if the boys saw this don’t you think? I bet Jungkook would drool every time he saw you. Maybe they’d want a turn too. What do you think?”

You said nothing, he would do it and you knew it.

“You’ve been a good kitten, maybe next time daddy will reward you.”

[juniperhillpatient]

Based on @reggiemantlex‘s post. I’m also tagging @applesaws for commenting “DO IT” on the post that inspired this drabble.

There is no pressure to read this but I love shamelessly promoting my subpar fics so I’m still tagging lol 

It might be a good idea to watch THIS video before reading this, and even if you don’t read this, still watch the video because it is one of the best things you’ll ever see :) 

Summary: Fluff, The Archies, Reggie being included, gay nonsense 

Rated G, no ships really, just friendships <3 

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"Swell work, Archie," Betty said, dreamy eyed as Archie sang the last note of the song he had written over the course of the last week. She was leaning across the picnic table outside of school that they were all sitting at, the warm sun shining down on her gold ponytail.

He smiled at her, meeting her eyes until Veronica coughed a little too loud for it to be a real cough.

"Thanks, Betty," he said, feeling his cheeks flush.

"Really nice work Archiekins," Veronica conceded, twisting a strand of dark hair in her fingers. 

"Nice," Jughead said taking a sip of his milkshake, "doesn't make us a band. True we make a great team, but we need a backing vocalist."

Everyone had to agree that this was a good point. Still, Archie couldn't help but feel a little warmer than usual inside knowing that his friends not only thought he was good but actually had musical talents themselves, and wanted to form a band with him. It was a great distraction from all the crap they had been through this school year, and a possible starting point for the musical career he was becoming tentatively hopeful about.

He wished he had thought to bring up an idea like this sooner. Maybe then he wouldn't have been at the lake with Grundy, or Jennifer, or whatever the hell her real name was, on July fourth. He shook himself internally. Now was not the time to think about that.

Just as Archie was about to suggest that they break for the day and they could each think about possible people to ask to audition, Kevin came over to the table.

"Hey Kev," Ronnie said, scooting over to make room for him.

"Are we listening to Archie's latest masterpiece?" Kevin asked, taking in Archie's guitar. "Let's hear it then."

"Actually," Archie said. "We're thinking about forming a band. We need someone to accompany me on vocals, though."

"Kevin," Betty said, getting excited, "Why don't you audition?"

"Oh...I don't know," Kevin said, biting his lip. "I'm not sure Youtube karaoke alone in my room is enough experience for an audition to be in a band."

"Oh come on," Veronica said. "It's just us. Just for fun."

"Fine," Kevin said, taking the sheet of song lyrics Archie passed him.

"Okay," Archie said, starting to strum his guitar, his fingers already familiar with the keys even without looking at the sheet music, "Ready?"

He started to sing, and Kevin joined in.

Archie fumbled but tried to keep it together.

Kevin was about as talented at music as Archie was at carrying something delicate without dropping it. In other words, the kid was not in key. 

After the song Archie, Veronica, Betty, and Jughead all exchanged glances. No one wanted to say what they were all thinking. 

"We'll think it over," Archie said. 

They said their goodbyes and headed home. Archie was a little discouraged that Kevin wasn't musician material but he was still hopeful about having a band with his friends. 

The next day at school Archie thought all day about who they could ask. He wanted to ask Val for obvious reasons, but she was already in the most iconic band in Riverdale. 

Football practice was the last part of his day. He hoped that one of the others had miraculously found someone musically talented to join their band. He wasn’t too hopeful about it though. 

He couldn't wait to head over to Pops for a burger with Jughead. It had been a long day of boring classes and no successful ideas for an addition to their band. 

He headed into the locker room and was about to head for the showers when he stopped dead in his tracks. 

Someone was singing. 

And it was good. Like, really good. Archie was no music teacher, and he didn't have a musical degree or anything, but he was pretty sure even tone deaf Kevin would have recognized the talent he was hearing. 

“Give me a therapy, I'm a walking travesty But I'm smiling at everything Therapy, you were never a friend to me You can take back your misery

Arrogant boy Love yourself so no one has to They're better off without you.”

Archie stood there listening. He didn't want to be a creep, but he didn't want to interrupt the song either. That voice was so familiar. It couldn't be. There was no way. No way. 

Just as Archie was starting to become certain that there was no possible way that this was who he thought it was singing, Reggie came out of the showers, a towel around his waste. 

"Oh," he said. "Hey, Archie. How long have you been -" 

"Reggie, you're amazing." 

"Well, duh. What specifically do you mean, though?" 

"You have to be in my band," Archie said, too fast. Reggie scoffed. Great. He was never going to hear the end of this, was he?

"You think Mantle the Magnificent is going to be in your little band? I think not." 

"Come on, Reg," Archie said. "You're so good!" 

"Well obviously. I'm amazing at everything I do. But who says I want to be in your band?" 

"Look, music is cool right now, Reggie. You would be instantly popular." 

"I'm already popular." 

"Yes, but do you have two amazing girls at your side swooning over your singing?" 

"You make a good point" Reggie sighed, grabbing his clothes from his locker. "I'm listening." 

"Great," Archie said, "Get dressed and meet us outside on the bleachers." 

"I'm sure no one would mind if I skipped getting dressed," Reggie joked and Archie felt his cheeks flush as he realized maybe he had been forgetting where his friend's eyes were, just a tad. 

He left the locker room and went to meet Betty, Veronica, and Jughead on the bleachers where they were already pouring over the song Archie had written for them to play. 

"I found us, someone," Archie said. 

"Really?" asked Betty, excited, "Who?" 

"Oh you have got to be kidding me," Jughead said as his jaw fell open, his mouth still filled with chips. 

They all turned to see Reggie heading towards them. 

"You invited Mantle the Malevolent?" Jughead groaned. 

"Really, Archie?" Veronica sighed. "You couldn't do any better?" 

"Wait til you hear him sing," Archie said. 

"Hey future fangirls, hey Hot Topic, hey Archibald," Reggie said, sitting down between Veronica and Jughead, and wrapping an arm around each of them. "Sup." 

Jughead shoved Reggie's arm off him. "No way Archie," he said. "If he's in, I quit." 

"Aw come on Beetlejuice," Reggie said, punching Jughead on the shoulder and grinning. "You haven't even heard me sing yet." 

"Fine," Jughead said. "I'll hear it. But you better be freaking Led Zeppelin if you want me to consider this." 

"Listen, Jared Leto, Mantle the Magnificent is a hundred times better than Led Zeppelin,” Reggie said, winking at Jughead. Archie could've sworn he saw Jughead's pale face fill with color for a moment, but he couldn't be sure. 

"Here's the song I wrote," Archie handed Reggie the sheet. Reggie looked it over. 

"Wow Arch," he said. He gave Archie that little nod that Archie had become familliar with over years of competitive friendship. He knew it meant Reggie was impressed. 

Archie started to sing, and his throat was a little hoarse. He cleared it, and continued. Reggie joined in and there was definitely an audbible gasp from both Betty and Veronica's directions. Jughead swallowed a little too loud. 

As the song ended the group was silent for a few minutes. Archie glanced up at Reggie, smiling. They made a great team. He didn't want to be stuck up, but he was pretty sure they had sounded, well, really good. 

"Well?" Reggie asked, looking around at them. Archie could swear he heard a hint of uncertainty that wasn't usually there in Reggie's voice. 

"You're in," Jughead said. 

"Ab-" Betty coughed a little, her face flushed. "Absolutely." 

"Definitely," Veronica agreed with a wide grin, scooting a little closer to Reggie. 

Archie ignored the momentary flare-up of jealousy he felt. This had actually gone better than he could have hoped. He had a feeling they could actually be, well, nowhere near as good as Josie and the Pussycats of course, but at least competent. Maybe they could even start playing real gigs. Fantasies of their band as a real band that people bought tickets to started filling his mind. 

"We meet at my place once a week for practice," Archie said. "Does Friday night work for everyone?" He could sense Reggie about to protest. "Just for an hour or two, starting right after school so we have plenty of time for stuff afterwards." 

"I uh, I'll bring pizza this week," Reggie offered in a tone that could almost be called shy. 

"I like you as a member already," Jughead replied, patting Reggie's shoulder.

Everyone laughed, and Archie felt, for the first time in awhile, happy. Like this might actually work out. It felt like the start of something good. 

[surveysbygracelynn]

Do you ever judge people based on if they believe in God or not? If I’m being honest, if they’re an athiest I kind of pre-judge like.. are they entitled or what. If they have some other faith system I am curious and respect it. 

Do you ever brush your teeth in the shower? No, though maybe I should start doing that in the beginning..

Has your printer ever stopped working at the last minute and you had a paper due the next day? What did you do? Uh. hm. I would say probably though nothing comes to mind. It definitely happens at work a lot. 

Are you sometimes scared to express your opinions in fear of what others might think? Always. 

Do you have a girl that is strictly a friend that isn’t related to you that you can go to? Yes and no. I feel bad going to them though. 

Have you ever painted your nails on only one hand, forgetting about the other one or getting side-tracked? Yes, when I went to the city with Val and her family. 

Have you ever tried sucrets? Probably. 

Would you date someone that smokes? If the situations were different? I probably could look past it. I don’t like that people knowingly do it to harm themselves but it reminds me of home, a little bit so..

What about drinks? Yeah, my current boyfriend drinks, but if the situation was different, any sign of alcoholism and I’m out. lol 

Have you ever gone to one of those parties where everyone is falling around drunk everywhere? Mehhh. I think my best friend’s other friend group used to be like that, but I also think the guys like to exaggerate. 

Are you “the good guy”, or “the bad guy”, or somewhere in between? I don’t know. I’m sure in a few people’s stories I’m the bad guy. 

Do you ever erase the numbers off of surveys just because they annoy you? No.

Person you like shows up at your house: you … would be happy, but confused since its only the start of the semester and he has a long day tomorrow (and Tuesday if he has off tomorrow.) .

Last person you talked on the phone with? Uhhh. I think my mom on Friday..

Do you think you will have the same best friend a year from now? Fusoo and Johnny will always have a special place in my heart. 

Do you have siblings over the age of twenty-one? Not yet. 

Will tomorrow be better than today? I doubt it, lol. I’ll likely be doing the same shit, but with less social interaction. 

What do you hear right now? The laptop fan.

What was the last thing to go into your mouth? Water.

Do you usually tell people when you’re mad at them? No, but they can see it. 

Honestly, how is your heart lately? Sad and vulnerable, honestly 

Do you miss anyone? Yes.

Are you waiting for a phone call? Nope.

If an ex said they hated you, what would you say? I keep hoping that two of them will. If the one that kind of counts said it, I’d understand given how I treated him this summer too. If the other ex said he hates me I’d be like why, I literally didnt do anything to you. 

What would you do if you found out your most recent ex was in a relationship? The real one already is. lol The one that kind of counts, I’d be like oh?? lol 

What do you think when someone kisses you on your forehead? It’s cute.

What do you usually do right when you wake up? I usually am like nooo. 

Are you looking forward to anything? Not really..

How late did you stay up last night? I actually stayed up kind of late for me, around 11 or so I was still up. 

Do you truly hate anyone? I don’t think I have the energy to completely hate anyone right now. I do strongly dislike some people. 

Would you ever get a tattoo? If I could ever committ to something lol 

In the past forty-eight hours, have you hung out with a girl? My mom and sister. 

Were you happy when you woke up today? I was worried it was gonna be as early as it was on Saturday lol. 

If someone liked you, would you want them to tell you? Probably not. That was pretty awkward this summer. 

Would you rather go back a week or go forward? Go forward a week! 

Would you ever smile at a stranger? I do the white person half smile if I make eye contact. 

Who was the last person to text you? My mom.

What are you doing today? After I eat dinner? Idk. I’ve kind of done everything. Except for clean. Lol 

Truthfully, is there someone you used to date that you miss? I miss some of their friendships. 

Have you ever gotten burnt by a cigarette? No. 

Have you ever been so bored that you started drooling on yourself? Sometimes I dissociate on purpose and do that lol but no. 

Do you brush your teeth right away when you wake up? No, I have my coffee first.

Do you have someone of the opposite sex you can tell everything to? Brandon and Phil. 

Want to get smashed tonight? If I’m being truthful, yes, but I don’t want to do it alone. 

What time are you getting up tomorrow? Probably like 7:30 or something. Like I said, I’ve kind of done everything. 

Are you happy with the choices you’ve made? Meh. I’m alright with them. 

Think back to last June; were you single? Nope. 

How did you feel when you woke up today? Didn’t you ask this 

Have you ever made someone laugh when they were crying? Probably.

Describe how you feel right now. I have a bit of a runny nose, I’m a little hungry, and I’m mostly just hoping for something good to happen..

Would you date someone three years older than you? Yeah.

Do you prefer to shower at night or in the morning? In the morning. 

Do you think more about the past, present, or future? Past.

Are you okay with the life you live? I’m ok with it. I’d like a few things to change. 

Could you handle living with the last person you texted? Apparently not. LOL 

Was the last book you read for fun, or was it for some type of assignment? For fun.

Have you accomplished any goals you set for yourself this year so far? It’s only 2 weeks into the year. 

If you could go forward in time and see your life 5 years from now, what would you hope to see? I would hope that I have a more fufilling life and that I stop caring what other people think of it. 

Are there still movie rental stores where you live or have they all gone out of business? I could  see there being like one in the city to be vintage, but I’d think mostly they’re out.  

What was the last thing to annoy you or make you upset? My nose running is pretty annoying. 

Do you think you would be a good match for your celebrity crush/es assuming you have one? Why? If you don’t have one, who was the last person you saw that you found attractive? I think so. Lol. 

When looking for something to watch on TV do you tend to pick shows you know you like, or try new shows that look interesting even though you’ve never heard of them before? I try new shows. I am ok with watching a few reruns here and there but I’ve never re-watched a whole series. 

Have you ever been ditched by someone only to find them out and about with someone else? Yup. 

How old were you when you had your wisdom teeth removed? Is that what i had removed a few years back? I dont know. 

What is the last song you sang out loud? Precious Lord, take my hand. 

Where was the last job application you filled out sent to? I’m not even sure. 

Have you ever been fired from a job? Yes 

What do people tell you your voice sounds like? I don’t really know. 

What financial class are you? Middle.

What poster is hanging closest to you? I have a metal wall decal closest to me, but my “I want to thrive, not just survive is closest” .

What time did you go to bed last night? Didn’t you ask this too? ... 

Do you watch any reality shows? I guess catfish. 

Are you more comfortable with men or women? I tend to be more comfortable with men. 

Do you think you’re fat? Not really right now.

Have you ever borrowed money from someone and never repaid them? Probably. 

Do you have a pet cat? No.

What is worse: physical or emotional pain? Emotional pain seems to last longer. 

How is your hair? As it usually is.. 

Who was the last person who called you? My mom.

How long does it take you to fall asleep at night? It really depends. 

How many people have you had strong feelings for in the year of 2012? One.

What are you doing for your next birthday? Woo, 25. no idea lol. 

Would you go on a date with someone right now if they asked? For the free food, maybe.. lol :P just kidding 

Do you believe that if you want something bad enough, you’ll get it? I don’t think so. 

Last movie you watched? Jumanji? .... I think. 

Who were you with? Brandon and his family. 

Who came over last? Like to hang out? Probably Amulia. 

Have you ever wanted to be a ballet dancer? Maybe a little when I was younger. 

Does your family keep tons of leftovers in the fridge? My parents do, I usually only have one or two things at a time. 

Favourite FRIENDS character? That is, if you like it. Phoebe. 

Skullcandy headphones, yay or nay? I used to ~love~ them, but now I don’t have a peference. 

Are you thinking of getting another piercing? Where? No.

Do you love when people remember little things about you? Yes.

Do you ‘bless’ strangers when they sneeze? Not really. 

How many phones have you gone through? Maybe like 6 or 7.

Have you always lived in the house you currently reside in? Nope.

Do you think your future will be a good one? I don’t know. I rarely ever think about it.