#y'all ever relate to a whale?

[jupiter-suggestion]

consider the sperm whale and the squid. an ancient rivalry that dates back millions of years. we know the whales eat the squids. we know the squids do not make it easy for them. we know this because of the scars the whales carry, scars on the outside of their body, and on the inside as well. how badly must you want something to endure wounds inside your mouth? inside your gut?

consider the whale, who is harmed by what sustains her. consider the squid, whose flesh is soft and delicious but refuses to go down easy.

[leviathanlazarus]

Reaching for Stardust - Part I

Read Looking for Space here.

Listen to the LFS playlist / RFS playlist (all fic playlists get updated even to this day!!)

Word Count: ~3300

Warnings: none

A/N: Y'all...I'm so happy to be here, immersed in this new series. I began writing this back in April after I, seemingly out of thin air, came up with a foundation that seemed solid enough to even attempt writing a sequel to my beloved LFS. Ever since I finished that fic, I thought that one day, I might return for more. I have a very hard time letting any series go and LFS was truly a momentous project in my life--the fact that so many people have read it and continue to read it brings me so much joy, I can't even tell you.

Having been a fan of GVF for about five years now, I do feel a lot of sentimentality and nostalgia surrounding the band, the music and definitely my own fics, too, particularly all my series. I can still remember exactly where I was and what I was doing when I was mapping out certain pieces of them in my mind. I felt a huge rush of nostalgia recently when I revisited my city's planetarium for a star show, which was a huge source of inspiration for LFS, and I realized that it was literally this same month, August, in 2019 that I was just finishing up the first 8 chapters of LFS, not even planning on making it a 30-something part series (LOL!). You'll see, if you read, that some of these feelings find their way into RFS. This isn't because it's a self-insert fic, rather that's inspired by how much this fandom has seen, experienced and grown over the years. I imagine my friends and readers who were back there in the pre-pandemic GVF era can relate to some level of nostalgia. A big theme in RFS is change. I think we all can absolutely relate to that, too. One thing remains the same though--this is a love story, through and through.

This probably seems like major overkill to introduce fan fiction but this is how I feel. Many of my old GVF friends have moved on in some way or another and I've often felt alone the past few years with still being so tethered to this group of beautiful, silly, fascinating boys that spark so much joy and fantasy for all of us. So, as always, thank you so, so much for reading my fics. I really hope you enjoy

P.S. I am cross-posting to wattpad (comments bring me life!)

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I was getting lost in the pictures of Alaska–deep, shiny blue water, towering, white-capped mountains, a vivid stream of neon green in the Aurora Borealis, lush green forests. Even enormous, graceful whales surfacing, their tails nearly popping out of my screen as I unconsciously leaned in closer, hovering over my desk. I blinked hard as I turned my attention to the next picture that had been emailed over to me–a huge white ship, lined with windows that seemed endless–and huffed, shifting in my squeaky second-hand office chair. I didn’t even have a true desire to go on a cruise or even go to Alaska, but the neverending research into foreign lands nagged at me, reminded me that it felt like a very a long time since I’d been anywhere new. At least not anywhere exciting, really. 

I grabbed my phone and opened the gallery to scroll through the last trip Josh and I had been on. It’d been a long weekend about nine months prior, which reminded me that it wasn’t all that long ago at all but it still felt like ages since returning to the normalcy of day to day life. It had been a gorgeous summer excursion where we’d had a comfortable, clean hotel room, a warm pool and three nights out all to ourselves, and I found myself yearning for that freedom and escapism again. Plus the sunshine and heat. Michigan winters persisted, long and brutal, and we hadn’t broken through into any real spring weather until just the past week, which had at least given Sam a nice birthday. Josh and Jakes’ birthday was coming up fast. I thought it’d be nice to do something for them, with all of us–go somewhere for real again, all four of us, run amok in a hotel or airbnb. Or just have a nice dinner together followed by bar-hopping. Whatever the twins wanted, really. 

The picture I’d secretly snapped of Josh in our hotel room wandering out of the bathroom completely naked save for a towel twirled around his head came up after a dual selfie of us at the pool and I laughed loudly to myself, throwing my hand to my mouth. I’d nearly forgotten about so many of the little moments. It was so easy to forget when time kept slipping by like the wind, each good moment gone in the blink of an eye and each bad moment suspended in the air until something else came along, and the minutes turned to days and the days turned to weeks and months and before I even knew it, years had gone by and it felt like nothing and everything had changed all at once. 

Next I scrolled to a picture of the best breakfast I’d ever had, this amazing brie-stuffed French toast with a warm berry compote and housemade whipped cream, then the picture of Josh’s breakfast, which had been a skillet full of chorizo, bell peppers, eggs and queso that he’d deemed to be ���orgasmic.” My stomach clenched in response and I looked at my phone clock, suddenly eager for dinner once again. My hours were almost up with 5 p.m. creeping on me and my mind turned its attention to Josh and I’s relatively new Friday night ritual–binging on Chinese and watching the most obscure, nonsensical horror movie we could find. With that, I swiveled around to stretch my legs in the sun through the window and pulled up the menu on my phone, trading pictures of Alaskan mountains for pictures of fried dumplings and greasy lo mein; a few seconds later, a very appropriate text popped up:

Hey mama, I’m gonna be a little late tonight. Want me to pick up dinner on the way home?

Yes please. What’s your ETA?

8ish? What’s on the menu tonight?

I’m gonna do the orange chicken and an egg roll. Wanna share some crab rangoon?

yes I do. What about dumplings?

obviously! 

;) see you soon 

I’d need something to hold myself over until Josh got home, though I was glad to have this part of our routine to look forward to. Stability was important and even Josh had come to understand that more and more. I turned my attention back to Alaska, mulling over the images and cycling through words in my head that I could bring to the page and entice people with, as if cruises needed more promotional materials and marketing to bring in profit. They were relatively cheap, all-inclusive and easy for people to handle and reminding myself of this made me bitter all over again–why couldn’t my company make one of their perks a free trip for employees once a year? I didn’t know their exact state of finances but I bet it could be done. They just didn’t want to. And the irony was that they didn’t pay most of their employees enough to take extravagant trips of their own.

Whatever. There were other, more important things I told myself, getting up to stretch and find something from the fridge or snack cupboard. In 32 more minutes I could clock out and put these wild places out of my head for a bit–the weather called for a long walk somewhere.

It was the nicest day we’d had so far, which I fully realized once I was driving and headed out to a familiar, easy forest trail Josh and I often did together on the weekends. But we had a busy weekend coming up, actually. We desperately needed to stock up on groceries–my most recent find of an old packet of peanuts as my last snack was testament to that–and then the boys had a show at Waterstreet. Sunday wouldn’t be as fun–my sister was repainting the entire interior of her new house and had somehow roped Josh and I into helping, in part because we were just that nice, according to Josh anyway, and also because she let each of us pick one color for one room each. Josh had chosen a shade of dusky desert red for the den and I’d chosen something called “spring morning,” a pale lilac, for the powder room, which seemed pretty fitting for the time of year she was making these renovations. 

The trail was bustling, which I wasn’t surprised by, and much of my walk was spent nodding and smiling to other people passing by. The break in weather was infectious for all of us in the area–everyone seemed to be in better moods finally, myself included even despite the gripes I had with work and money and everything else. Sometimes it felt like just yesterday that Josh and I were lying on our backs in the deep black night, gazing up at infinite stars and trying to come up with material for that poetry class that had been the catalyst to bring us together. The warm sun above me while I continued down the dirt path also reminded me of days past, of the first hike Josh and I ever had together when we both stripped down to our feelings, laughed, kissed through sweat, and had decided that was it. We’d made a lot of decisions over the years, so many that I felt like I hadn’t even noticed some of them, but I’d never decided to let fog cloud my memories. I hated that it happened regardless. And sometimes I absolutely hated what changes all the decisions had led to. I wanted to go back in time every once in a while to relive those moments and those days and it made my heart ache to know I couldn’t. Josh would assure me that the future would be just as good–and sometimes even better–than what those memories had to offer. 

And he was often right. Life was good, and I reminded myself of that as I narrowly avoided tripping over an obtuse rock sticking out of the dirt, it was just more challenging now. There was no school to fall back on–I hadn’t realized how much of a safety net that had really been at the time–and less free time. There were more financial worries. More pressures in life. But if nothing else, I had the best people in my life possible; if nothing else, Josh and I were rock solid. He didn’t let a week go by without reminding me that we were soulmates and I agreed wholeheartedly–no matter what might happen, we’d have each other. 

After my walk, I thought about running our necessary errands on my own but ultimately decided that’d be a deviation in routine I didn’t want to make. Josh was the best person to go grocery shopping with, being surprisingly focused and deliberate in his choices. He also was the best at picking out produce, somehow always able to discern which fruit was just the right amount of ripe, and he was good at finding the best deals. He was the coupon cutter, which always made me laugh, and I was the one who followed instinct more than the list we mutually made the day before. I would get caught up in being frivolous, more often than not tossing special treats into the cart that I couldn’t excuse beyond something like, “Come on, you like them too” to which Josh would agree with his cheeky little grin. 

And that same grin was on his face later that night when he came home with the bag bursting with Chinese takeout. His voice and the smell of soy sauce and that syrupy orange stuff made me hop up from the couch, excited for all the things, but mostly him.

Josh gave a little groan as he headed into the kitchen, his backpack still over his shoulders while he carried the white plastic bag in his right hand and his keys in his left. “Sorry I’m late,” he said, shuffling and rustling all the way out of my sight. “Stephanie needed extra time–she’s having trouble with the new cameras. And to be fair, they do have a steep learning curve. You remember how much trouble I had with them last week?” 

I followed him in, taking the bag out of his hand so he could zip back out and discard his keys and backpack. “Which one is Stephanie again? The one who’s obsessed with ‘film noir?’” 

Josh chuckled from beyond the walls before appearing again, pink-cheeked and smiling. “Yeah, that’s her. And that’s another thing–I’m gonna have to review how these cameras even film in black and white because for the life of me I can’t remember right now.” 

“Does she have any movie recs?” I asked as I opened a cupboard to get plates. “We gotta figure out what we’re watching tonight.”

“What about Night of the Reaper? You haven’t seen that one yet.”

“Yeah, but you've seen it,” I replied, wagging a pair of chopsticks at him. “That’s like, cheating. We gotta watch something we both haven’t seen.”

“We’ll find something.” Josh moved in close and pressed a quick kiss to my cheek and my heart fluttered–it always did. “What about you? What’d you get up today in my absence?”

“I went to the Hemlock Trail. It was busy,” I told him while we both plated our respective dishes, my stomach growling. “It was nice though. Looks like we’re gonna have good weather for your birthday.”

“That would be ideal but I’m going to be cautiously optimistic. Last year we had snow, remember?”

“Yeah, like a dusting,” I said with a little laugh, purposefully knocking my hip into his. “I’m gonna be blatantly optimistic and say it’ll be good. And we still gotta figure out what you wanna do.”

“We'll figure it out, my love.” Josh led the way to the living room and sank into the couch which we could have probably done with replacing; he set his can of sparkling water on the end table then grabbed the remote. “I’m so excited for these dumplings. I don’t care if it’s cat food.”

“They do kind of taste like cat food, don’t they?” I concurred, settling down on the other side of the couch. I put my plate on the coffee table in front of us and pulled it closer. 

“They smell like cat food, too,” Josh said, picking a dumpling up between his pair of chopsticks. “I don’t mind. They’re fucking delicious.” 

“I really don’t get how you’ve always known how to use chopsticks,” I remarked, opting for a fork instead to pierce my own dumpling while Josh fished through the cushions for the remote as he chewed. “It’s not fair.”

“I’ve tried to teach you, doll.”

“And I haven’t learned, so either you’re a shit teacher or I’m a shit student.”

Josh laughed and swatted my arm with the remote. “Hush! I’ll have you know that my students love me.”

I nodded, chewing. “So I’m a shitty student after all.”

“You are not. There’s a learning curve to chopsticks too, ya know.” Josh took another bite of his dumpling then leaned forward, peering at the TV. “Okay, so–what’re we watching?”

I followed his scrolling through our shared list of choices while I tackled the orange chicken. “What about that one?” I asked when he paused on the title Devil’s Ground. “It looks pretty obscure. 1983, a director I’ve never heard of, looks grainy and weird.”

“It’s been on our list forever,” Josh said, clicking the play button. “Let’s give it a shot.”

The movie really did turn out to be obscure–the protagonist was a teenage girl who finds an old well in the middle of the woods and climbs down into it, for some reason believing that her missing brother would be down there. Josh and I chided about the already well-known fairytale parallels, except in this movie the girl encountered creatures in the world beyond the well even weirder than those in Alice in Wonderland or Labyrinth, and ended up having to get betrothed to some menacing demon, played by a giant puppet, to save her brother. Then she and her brother kill the demon and find their way out of the strange world and back in their world.

Josh laughed loudly as the movie came to an end. “That was ridiculous. One of the best ones we’ve seen so far.”

“Those puppets were something else,” I commented, watching the credits roll and hoping everyone on that production went on to do better things. “The little blue one with teeth was my favorite.”

“Why didn’t they just get a real actor for the demon?” Josh asked, shaking his head. “Good god. It was a travesty but also kind of brilliant. I could show this to my students to demonstrate the use of close-up shots.”

“The close-up on the puppet demon when he was being slaughtered seemed unnecessary.”

Josh got up and stretched, gathering all of our plates and silverware and his chopsticks. “It really was. You want me to do the dishes?”

I turned the TV off and followed him, carrying in our empty drinks. “I thought another part of our Friday night tradition was saving the dishes for the next day and we can argue about it then.” 

“No argument. You get to do them since I got the food,” Josh said as he set the plates into the sink with a clatter, then pinched my side. “Deal?”

I giggled, shrinking away from his ticklish touch. “Deal.”

“Anyway, my darling,” Josh began to say, twirling away from me and to another kitchen cabinet. I watched, amused at how he always struggled to reach far enough up to get the wine glasses. “There’s a full moon tonight. Let’s go see it.”

“What? There is?” I asked, trying to peek at wherever it may have been through the kitchen window, our third-story apartment giving us a halfway decent view of the sky most of the time. That was one of the few perks of this place–we’d moved in last year, sizing up so I could have my “office” and enough space in general for both of us to not be completely on top of one another–though Josh never complained about that–but the building was old and lacking a number of things, namely outdoor space. Our little balcony was all we had anymore. 

Josh trailed out, wine glasses tinkling in one hand while he held the mostly full bottle of red wine in the other, and I followed again, feeling a sense of eagerness for the night sky which I hadn’t felt in, well, about a month. Our life together was full of tradition, I had come to realize in time, and a viewing party of the full moon whenever possible was certainly one of them. I’d just been too wrapped up in Alaskan cruises to remember this one on the calendar. 

The night air was chilly–a tingle ran down my spine and Josh noticed this as I sat down next to him on the cushioned bench we’d garbage-picked right after moving in. He skillfully and quickly poured each of us wine, set the bottle down and wrapped his free arm around my shoulders, pulling me in close. 

“It’s gorgeous,” he declared, his voice as rich as ever but a softness brushed through those words. I always loved whenever he got so starstruck over something that he couldn’t help but be concise. 

“It really is,” I agreed, pulling my gaze away from Josh’s equally–if not more so–gorgeous face to take in the huge globe of bright cool white above us. “I can’t believe I forgot about it. Sometimes I feel like I don’t even know what planet I’m on.”

Josh laughed, light and affectionate. “You’re on planet earth. It’s disappointing sometimes, I know, but if we weren’t here, I’m not sure we’d be able to see the moon and the stars like this.”

I took a drink, already lulled by Josh’s voice and his warm, strong arm around me. He’d always been strong, considerable muscle secure beneath silky tan skin, but he’d gotten stronger still; the muscles had become even more obvious and I sometimes poked fun, and a little bit of envy, at him for being a “hard-body” because, well, he was. I’d learned to memorize the curves and lines of his body throughout the changes, tracing every plain and valley with my fingers whenever I had the chance.“Probably not, no. We’re really lucky after all, aren’t we?” I said, reaching up to stroke his hand over my shoulder. 

“I think we are. Especially if we can see the stars wherever we go.”

“Speaking of–earlier I was thinking about how it’s been a while since we took a trip anywhere.”

“Yeah? Well, where would you want to go?” Josh asked, bringing his wine to his lips. “Not Alaska, I assume.”

“No, not Alaska. But I don’t know, Josh, I feel like we should go somewhere soon.”

Josh took another drink, looking ahead through the darkness that was interrupted by various porch lights from the other apartments rather than up at the jeweled sky. I’d expected enthusiasm–he’d have more free time soon with the semester coming to an end and I still had a lot of vacation days left, making the whole thing easy in theory–but he was uncharacteristically quiet. 

“What?” I prodded, tugging at his wrist. 

“No, nothing,” he assured me, coming alive again with his body squirming beside me, his hand grabbing mine in reciprocity. “I was just thinking about it. We should both think about it some more.”

I returned my attention back to the moon and the stars and a memory overcame me so viscerally it actually hurt–the abandoned barn, the vast field, the endless sky hanging overhead the two of us. “Alright, let’s think about it,” I concluded, wishing that the place we could travel to was back in time. 

Josh sighed and curled around me. “I feel like a dumpling,” he said, lifting a hand to pat his stomach, and I laughed right into the night along with him.

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Tagging no one because my list is so outdated that none of those people are even in the fandom or use tumblr anymore LOL please let me know if you'd like to be tagged in this series!

[a-s-levynn]

For the ask game, 7,8,44 😊

Anon, never ever feel uncomfortable over sending in asks late or at any time really, no matter how many days, week, months after it is of if there i an ask game at all. There is no expiration date on asks games and my inbox is always open for anything random. 🫶🏻 Besides i love these things and a mere time jump is not gonna stop me form doing them.

7: Have tattoos?

I do have one, i'll link you the other answer i attached it to: LINK

8: Want any tattoos?

I do have several ideas, most of them music related in some way shape or form. I just need to figure them out properly both content and placement, 'cause i need to think unreasonably long about these. The one i'm toying with the most currently is one of the bird scketches that were done for of mice and men's echo album. But there is some figuring it out with it still. I also have an idea of an upper arm thingie with tentacles for some time now. Nothing is set in stone so far 'cause i currently i don't have the extra funds but soon. Y'all gonna see it probably when any new ink happens anyway, cause i use my blog as a blog when stuff happens.

44: A random fact about anything

Not gonna repeat the wombat poop one don't worry. But we staying with animals 'cause why not. Let's go with the sea unicorn's name because love how creatures get their names. Not the scientific ones but the common ones. Etymology is fun, especially as someone who is definitely not an etymologist. Now back to narwhals.. I'm sure it's a well known fact but i still love it.

Narwhal basically means "corps whale". Which sounds unreasonable cool for something looking that cute (they are so sweet, always smiling. look them up, you'll see). It is derived from old norse: "nár" meaning "corpse" and “hval” meaning “whale”. Pretty straightforward. Appearently the corpse part refers to their colour, with the greys and the dotted.. what's the word.. mottled! patterns, which makes them something akin in looks to a drowned corpse. (Also at summer they tend to just float around at the water's surface like logs and look like they are kinda dead.)

Which i can see to be honest, but still find it really fun that when it got it's name that was the first thing that came to mind? Like.. how did it went? "There is the cutest faced sea creature with a horn, kinda coloured like that washed up corpse over there.. let's name it after that!" or "Friend look that horned whale creature floating there is dead. OH NO IT MOVED, IT'S NOT DEAD, LET'S NAME IT DEAD!"

Anyway.

[heffrondriving]

💙🐟🌊 take a dip into the deep end ‘cause the water is fine! 🌊🐟💙

pretends i totally posted this just in time for mermay and didn't actually draw it last september (; ఠ ͟ʖ ఠ)

(vänta lookie i also found the original fishy as all marianas trench sketch *gets drowned for the bad dad pun* of this artwork on my sketchbook bloop bloop bloop~ (°)#))«)

[twink-between-worlds]

y'all are having Thoughts about bpe vidow? *eyes emoji*

yeh we were thinking like.

okay, the only one who has context for it is @cloudiilink (sorry for the tag) , but basically in one of our aus vidow toment each other lovingly by never shutting up about a specific animal that the other hates. i am thinking about bringing the 'whales vs owls' dynamic into bpe just because it is the funniest fucking thing ever.

we also think like--we mentioned how the colours have symbols on them that are related to their magic, and im thinkin maybe shadow has a mark on him somewhere that relates to his status as a demon

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #387

“today i woke up, & i hate myself”

What common problem have you never experienced? The loss of a close family member (that doesn't include pets). Alternatively, what's an uncommon problem you have experienced? Homelessness. Do you know anyone who opposes marriage equality? I sure do. What was the last thing you got really emotional about? Meerkat Manor: Rise of the Dynasty premiering. What's the longest amount of time you've been ill for? I don't really know. I don't get sick a lot at all. Who is your closest male friend? Girt. Do you know anyone who hunts for meat? Sadly. I say "sadly" because it's not like they need it. Have you ever lived with a boyfriend/girlfriend? Yes, although I wasn't a technical resident. I was there all the time, though. What do you wash dishes with? Sponge, scrub brush, rag, something else? A sponge. Is there anything you prefer to do the old-fashioned way? There's probably something, but I can't think of anything. Do you put your glasses and mugs right side up or upside down on the cabinet shelf? Upside-down. What was the worst part of your childhood? My parents fighting. Have you ever seen a high school relationship last long-term? (like 10+yrs) Yeah. Do you know any cancer survivors? Quite a few. Leftover pizza for breakfast... yay or nay? Good shit, man. Do you personally know anyone who's a psychopath or sociopath? I don't think so. What is your most used kitchen appliance? Lately, it's been the apple slicer. I've been on a real apple slices + peanut butter kick lately. What is something that you would personally like to be remembered for? For being a caring person towards all living things. Have you ever been diagnosed as clinically depressed before? Yes. Do you like bowling? Yeah, it's fun. Do you own binoculars or nonoculars? What do you use them for? No. Do you ever wish you had a telescope on the roof or attic to stargaze? Yeah, that'd be cool. Have you ever had to deal with someone close to you going off to war? No, thankfully. Who do you feel you have the most in common with? Sara, easily. Who in your life causes you the most stress or negative feelings? My damn self lmao. Have you ever had a teacher that also taught your parents? No. My parents didn't grow up in NC. What’s one thing that people definitely CAN’T count on you for? To remember like... anything. What about something they definitely can count on you for? Someone to listen to encourage them. What’s one food that you want to try but haven’t yet? I've always thought macaroons look good. Do you have anything planned for the summer? No. Do you walk fast or slow? Slow. Would you consider yourself an adrenaline junkie? No. What is a common slang word from where you live? Plural "you" does not exist. It's "y'all," lol. What’s the scariest thing you’ve accidentally found on the internet? *shrug* Probably something as a kid, going on those sketchy websites with loads of games and stuff. Thinking of every Halloween costume you’ve had, which one was the most creative? I don't think I've had any creative costumes for Halloween. What’s one random city you want to visit? It's not exactly "random" as it's a popular location, but anyway, I would love to visit Venice. What subjects do you or did you get the worst grades in? Math. When was the last time you ate cake and what type of cake was it? That's a good question, actually. Maybe my niece's birthday in February? I don't remember what kind of cake it was. Do you have photos to go with all of the contacts in your phone? No; I don't have any. Do you like snowy winter days or do you prefer rainy days? SNOWY! Name 3 things you find most beautiful in nature: Mountains, large waterfalls, and desert dunes in the wind. If you could ask one person one questions and get a completely honest answer who would it be and what would you ask? Jason. I'd ask if he thought I was emotionally abusive. What is your favorite winter activity? Building snowmen. Who is the greatest singer who is no longer living? Freddie Mercury. What is your idea of heaven? I don't know, really... I have to ask myself IS there a heaven in eternity? Living forever just... doesn't appeal to me. "Living" is an odd word to use there, but hopefully you get it. Existing on and on and on and on seems like it'd just be a drag, but at the same time I do like the thought of feeling relentlessly happy and peaceful with my loved ones. I guess that would be my definition of it, if it does exist. What’s one of the scariest things you’ve ever done? ODed. Have you ever watched the Superbowl all the way through? Just once, on my 16th birthday because I was at Jason's place and all of his family was watching it. I had absolutely zero interest, but we wanted to hang with the family. If you had to move to another country, where would you move? Canada. Do you watch American Horror Story? I haven't in years. It was Jason's and my first "show," and the first season was excellent. I lost interest in the second one, honestly. I'd be up for watching other seasons, though. How many relationships have you been in this year? None. What's your favorite cereal? Probably Cinnamon Toast Crunch. That's also the only cereal where I can happily drink the milk afterwards. Twitter or Facebook? Facebook. Do you like to paint your nails? No. What's the coolest place you've ever been to? Disney World, probably. Have you ever punched anyone? No. What's something you wish you knew how to do? Cook. :/ I really need to make an effort to learn. It'd be great to not rely on a microwave for the rest of my life. What's a celebrity that everyone likes but you don't? *shrug* What food do you eat the most? Probably bread in some form or another. That really needs to stop. Green or purple grapes? Either one, but they have to be firm. I cannooooooot with soft grapes. Have you ever cried over a text? Yeah. What's the background of your phone of? My lock screen is this pretty, simplistic periwinkle color with "work on you for you" written on it. It's one I plan on keeping for probably a long time because I connect to it so deeply with my stupid damn head frequently demanding I have to improve "for Jason" to prove him wrong. Which is a very unhealthy mindset to have, I know. My home screen is a cute lil Mark edit someone made with a very similar pale blue background, so my phone is just currently an #aesthetic. Do you have a Snapchat? No. What's your favorite sports team? (if you like sports)? I don't like sports, but I'm biased towards the Carolina Hurricanes hockey team because of my dad. Last thing you ate? I had Honey Nut Cheerios for breakfast. Do you take a lot of selfies? Definitely not. I just hate how I look so much; it takes way too much effort for me to get an "acceptable" one. Do you prefer strawberries or cherries? Strawberries. I hate cherries. How many hours of sleep did you get last night? Maybe like, three. -_- Our A/C is still out, and it was like, 87 in the house last night. It was impossible to sleep. Do you listen to music daily? Not EVERY day, but usually. Biggest insecurity? My weight. Do you play video games? Not as much as I used to. I'd probably play way more if I actually had a PS4 + the games I'm DYING to have. Do you consider yourself lazy? "Yes, but a lot of it is also health related for my lack of energy and motivation." <<<< This for me as well. What recently made you laugh? I was watching a bit of The Nanny with Mom yesterday. We love that show. Do you like gummy bears? Yep. What was the last song you listened to? I'm randomly hooked on "My Nocturnal Serenade" by YOHIO. Like, I've known the song for a long time, but NOW I'm bingeing it???? Describe your mom with one word. Selfless. What's the biggest turn-off? Probably being misogynistic. But being a cocky ass is definitely high up there, too. What fish scares you the most? Mfkng whale sharks terrify me. How do you feel about snails? They're cuties!!! What's your favorite app? Pokemon GO. Would you rather time travel into the past or future? The future, to see what's coming. I feel like you could come back with some pretty valuable information. What is the saddest song you've ever heard? I think "Terrible Things" by Mayday Parade has to come on top. What insect do you hate the most? I was reminded that stag beetles exist last night, and omfg those. Well, "hate" is the wrong word, really, I'm just terrified of them. Would you ever have a wild animal as a pet if possible? I 110% want to rescue an opossum, emphasis on "rescue." I'm not plucking one from the wild or anything like that. I would be in HEAVEN raising one of those angels. Are there any decorations that makes you happy? (lights, candles, plants..) I love those beds decorated with fairy lights, and just Christmas lights in general. Halloween and Christmas decor tend to give me sparks of happiness when I see 'em. Does race matter to you when it comes to dating? Not at all for me. When was the last time you painted something? Not since I was still in school and took a Painting course. When was the last time you really felt alive, and what were you doing? I have NO idea. What is one question you would like an answer to? Why the worst things tend to happen to good people. Name one favorite thing to do with kids while babysitting. I don't babysit, but if I was to be in charge of a kid, I'd love to teach them to play video games from my childhood. Playing Pokemon with my niece and nephew is always a blast, ahhhh. Name one flavor you like. Strawberry is pretty consistent. Name one thing you are hoping for. Venus' new terrarium soon... big sigh. I can't for the life of me find one that's a reasonable price and also adequately sized. I'm willing to put the rest of my cash into it, but Mom is helping, so I can't just buy the first one I see. Then I'd need more substrate, I seriously want a temperature gun and hygrometer, a cool hide, sticks and stuff for cover... It's going to be expensive, but I want Venus to have a truly proper environment she can thrive in. Write the name of one of your imaginary friends from when you were younger. Oddly enough, I can't remember the imaginary wolf that was my "friend." I say "oddly" because his whole idea was important to me as a weird-ass kid. Name one girl's name that starts with a "J" that you like. "Justine." Name one boy's name that starts with a "J" that you like. Maybe "Jaxson." Have you ever been kissed? Yeah. Have you ever feared that you would be killed? It's never been like, a fear I actively worry about. I just acknowledge it's always a possibility for anyone. What is the last great opportunity you missed? This was quite a while ago by now, but I'd say by dropping out of school, I really let photography opportunities slip since I became the newspaper photographer...

[cloudys-garden]

Hi y'all! I’m happy to announce that this little blog of mine has hit 2000 followers! Thank you guys so much!

They’re not garden-related, but here are some photos I took during my weekend trip to the coast. My pup had a great time chasing seagulls on the beach!

For those who don’t know, on top of being a plant freak I’m also a huge whale nerd, so I was absolutely elated when my family and I stopped at a viewpoint above a cove that just happened to have a baby gray whale in it, playing in the surf! It was the first time I’d ever seen a whale from the shore and the first time I’d seen one in Oregon.

After a while of watching it, someone told us that she had seen adults to the north, so we headed to the next viewpoint and found a bunch of people covered in blankets and sitting in chairs facing the ocean, where a few boats were parked not far out. Clearly there was something out there to see! Sure enough, after just a few seconds we started to see spouts from two adult whales and a juvenile! They would dive and be out of sight for a few minutes and then would reappear to breathe a few times before going back under, which is characteristic of feeding activity. They’re not the most interesting watch, but I was thrilled regardless!

After that we headed to yet another viewpoint, not expecting or trying to see more whales, but that’s exactly what happened. I couldn’t get out of the car without seeing whales! I’m still in awe of the incredible, enchanting experience that I hope to repeat in a few months when I take a weekend trip with my fiancé to the coast to go whale watching again! 🌊🐋🌤

Photos are from July 16, 2018

[itsadrizzit]

Fandom Snowflake Challenge: Day 8

Day 8

In your own space, share a favorite piece of original canon (a TV episode, a song, a favorite interview, a book, a scene from a movie, etc) and explain why you love it so much.

Okay. So, Wow.

I actually struggled today to figure out what I wanted to talk about, not because I didn’t know, but because there is SO MUCH. It’s funny, because I say all the time “I’m pretty mono-fannish”. And that’s mostly true when it comes to the fanworks I gravitate towards creating and less true when it comes to the fanworks I gravitate towards consuming, but IT IS A HUGE LIE when it comes to canon source material I enjoy. So, I had to think, out of all the things you enjoy and all the shows you watch or books you read or football teams you love or video game(s) you play, what stands out. What are like…THE THINGS that grabbed you and moved you.

It’s interesting, right, because I think I consume things differently than much of fandom. I’ve watched shows and movies with people and watched them shriek and screech and wriggle around and gasp and laugh and I……..don’t. I just don’t. I’ll cry if something is particularly sad (by which I mean relatable, like, I know what that feels like because I have been through it or can imagine being through it), but it’s never like full out sobbing, just like, oh I teared up a bit at that part because it was moving. I just don’t have the extreme reactions to things that others do (football is an exception. Football is always an exception. I rarely get through important/impactful football matches without a lot of whale-like noises and folding into myself or collapsing facedown onto the sofa. It’s more about player interactions than the actual match 95% of the time though–digression)

So…what moves me. What canon material so impacted me to deep levels that it provoked some strong emotional response? Well………..let’s start with the single episode of television that almost broke me and had me not once, but twice, pausing the episode to sit on my sofa with my face in my hands sobbing uncontrollably. Those of you who have been around for a while may know what this is. I’ve seen it once. I own the season of the show on Blu-Ray and I HAVE NEVER WATCHED IT AGAIN despite us now being more than five years removed from its occurrence. Even now I was going to find the video and was like……do you want to do it? Are you ready? I don’t think you’re ready.

Of what do I speak, friends???

Doctor Who (new Who). Season 7. Episode 5. Angels Take Manhattan.

Now, I hear some of you out there saying “well yes, of course. That episode was sad. It was epically sad. It was SUPPOSED to be sad.” You’re right, friends, you’re right. Now let me tell you about my connection with Amelia Pond and the incomparable Rory Williams.

From day 1, I loved Amy Pond. Loved her. She was everything to me. I’d liked the show before, enjoyed companions, had a good time, but with Amy I had a connection. Being the weird girl in school who no one understood. Although I didn’t face any of the abandonment that Amy did, I knew what it was like to be a child and have adults let you down. I understood her. I related to her. I always say she’s my favourite companion, and that’s true…sort of. In truth, the Ponds as an entity are my favourite. Here’s why.

Their relationship has SO MANY PARALLELS WITH MY OWN. Like…just…I love Rory. I love the way Rory loves Amy. I love the way Amy loves Rory. I love that they are best friends first and that they would do anything for one another. I love that it seems like sometimes they can’t stand one another and that is how you know they are so deep in love. I have this kind of relationship. I married my best friend and he would do ANYTHING for me. Anything. I know this. He HAS done ridiculous things for me just because I asked him to. I say all the time that he’s the Rory to my Amy and all our friends who know us just give deliberate, knowing nods of agreement. The whole Pandorica situation…he would do that. Turning into a soldier to wait for me for eternity…100%. Anything I ask, he’ll do it without question (or well, with a lot of questions and probably no shortage of skeptical looks and asking me if I’m sure that’s not an absolutely rubbish idea). People who see us together either LOVE us or are SO CONFUSED by us. Just…THAT RELATIONSHIP IS MY RELATIONSHIP. Hard stop. I saw a meme once that said something about wishing for the Rory to my Amy and I was like Y'ALL I HAVE THAT AND IT IS AS BEAUTIFUL AS YOU THINK IT IS.

So. This should tell you something, if you’re familiar with the episode, about why that particular episode of a show I otherwise tend to enjoy but am not rabid over by any means. It’s a good show. I like it. I’ve never been the one who knows all the trivia and has all the gear, etc. etc. etc. I watch it. I enjoy it. I admit that it has ENORMOUS PLOT HOLES ALL OVER THE PLACE. But that episode. Oh, that episode. That episode isn’t about the Ponds leaving. It isn’t about the Doctor. It isn’t just about the Doctor being separated from these people he’s become close to…it is about how much Amy and Rory love one another.

Spoilers ahead if you haven’t seen it and still don’t know what happens, I guess.

Also, listen, I don’t remember all the facts about that episode. I barely remember what happened in that episode save these TWO PIVOTAL MOMENTS.

So…near the end, but not at the end, some stuff has happened and there are two Rorys. The Doctor tells Rory (the younger) that he’ll be imprisoned until he dies, but without Amy. So what does Rory–sweet, beautiful, wonderful, amazing Rory–do? He says HELL NO because he cannot imagine a life in which he grows old without Amelia Pond, EVEN THOUGH IT MEANS THAT RORY IS RISKING HIS LIFE. So here’s me already starting to tear up like…that’s beautiful, Rory, beautiful, but I’m still fine. Still watching.

And then comes the scene on the roof.

Rory sees that the only way out of his situation is to jump off the roof of this building which will keep the angels from imprisoning him alone which will create a time paradox which will kill the angels. So. 1. Rory would rather DIE than spend the rest of his life alone without Amy and 2. Rory will sacrifice his life to SAVE Amy.

BUT THEN! Amy. My girl Amy. She says no. And she asks him the most important question of all “If it were me, could you do it?” And Rory can’t say yes. He can’t. In that moment he knows that what he’s asking her to do is the same thing that he couldn’t do himself…live a life without him. And it’s just……..

So there’s me. Balled up in the corner of my sofa with my lovely, beautiful, wonderful husband just on the other side and I am SOBBING UNCONTROLLABLY. So much so that he has to pause the episode at that point. And why am I sobbing…BECAUSE I KNOW OUR STORY WOULD HAVE ENDED THE SAME WAY. Because he couldn’t stand the idea of a life without me and I couldn’t stand the idea of a life without him so in an instant we would have looked at one another the same way and thought “Fuck it, we’re going to save the world together.” It would have been that way. It will be that way if we’re ever in some bizarre situation where we come down to it. Like, honestly, I cannot imagine life without him. Cannot. Refuse to do it. So when Rory was saying all these things about doing this for Amy I was like RORY THAT IS BULLSHIT AND YOU KNOW IT. YOU KNOW YOU’RE NOT DOING ANYTHING FOR AMY EXCEPT KILLING HER SOUL THE MOMENT YOU’RE GONE.Like, he was confident he’d come back, but what if. WHAT IF. If he was right, they would both be fine. If he was wrong, they’d both effectively be dead anyway.

Forty-five minutes. Forty-five minutes I sat on that sofa and I sobbed and screamed and sobbed. Because it was so real to me. It was everything. Like, I sometimes wonder what would happen to one of us if the other were to die one day and I just…can’t. I cannot imagine one of us existing without the other one. I know we used to, a long time ago, nearly half my life ago now, but I just….can’t.

So okay. I’ve finally calmed down (mostly) enough for us to resume the episode. And they are back. And they are fine. And they are together. Great. Lovely. Beautiful. I’m fine now. I can breathe again.

AND THEN THE END COMES.

And it was all for nothing. Rory still got stuck in the alternate time and he still had to grow old and HE WAS STILL ALONE. And Amy…she doesn’t even hesitate. She isn’t even afraid. She knows that she needs to be with Rory. The choice is between staying with the Doctor without Rory and letting Rory be trapped there without her or leaving her whole life behind to be with Rory and SHE KNOWS THAT IS NOT A CHOICE. I just watched this again to embed the video and I’m crying all over again, because, yeah, Amy…YOU WILL BE WITH HIM and that is worth giving up EVERYTHING ELSE IN YOUR ENTIRE LIFE. No question. No struggle. No wavering. I would have done the same thing and I would do the same thing a million times over because what good is keeping a hold on my life if it means we have to spend the rest of it apart?

So I sobbed uncontrollably on the sofa for another 45 straight minutes and I never watched either of those scenes again until today and I am crying again and I will never, ever, ever, ever, ever be over this and it is one of the single best episodes of television I have ever seen in my entire life.

I was going to talk about some other things here, but I think this is enough. I think we should leave it here. Thanks for reading if you made it this far. I’m going to go hug my husband with absolutely no context right now.

(P.S. If you need an Amy/Rory mood cleanser, please see a fanvideo that my friends and I like to make my husband watch on the regular just to remind him that he’s the Rory to my Amy always and forever:

You Told the Drunks I Knew Karate by Settiai

[bulldyke-rider]

1) first fav artist: Shakira

2) current fav artist: In all honesty, I listen to more of Thee Muthafuckin Hottie Young Tina Snow Miss Megan than anything else

3) are you into musicals: God fucking no

4) songs that are so special you listen to them rarely: I listen to every song I like on repeat when I remember they exist, so I don't understand this question

5) preferred way of listening to music: good ol YouTube. Spotify if I'm doing something, but otherwise I like to hand select

6) most niche music you listen to: I listen to weird Mashups. Nothing goes harder than Closer and Ghost Busters mashed up

7) music related movie/TV show: what? Anyways, I don't watch TV or really even movies

8) albums or playlists: I used to listen to Nicki Minaj's Queen almost daily. If I didn't have that on, I'd be listening to Revamp which is an album of Elton John songs covered by pop artists. Highlights from that album are "your song" covered by gaga, "don't let the sun go down on me" covered by Miley Cyrus, and "I guess that's why they call it the blues" covered by Alessia Cara. Benny and the Jets is my favorite Elton John song but P!nk and Logic destroyed it. Lost respect for them with that one.

9) favorite albums: the two I just mentioned above. Other than that, I don't do albums.

10) an artist you're trynna get into: I'm not

11) whose music do you find overhyped: y'all boutta be real mad at me. Marina and the Diamonds is trash. The music is not good.

12) underrated songs: Cardi's best song is get up 10, and the only person who has ever mentioned it in my presence is my brother and I wouldn't call this next one underrated because I think just no one has heard of this guy. But Love Die Young by Eric Nam hits.

13) what's a thing a bunch of songs do that you love every time: like whaling, whining, screaming. I don't like metal or anything like that. I think the best example of this is Fleetwood Mac's Gold Dust Woman where towards the end, Stevie Nicks sings "Go hooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaahhhuhhhh" and never finishes the word home. Amazing. It's good in Dream on. It's good in Stairway to Heaven. There's a similar, less screaming sound bit still whining sound in Wild Horses. More recently, Billie Eillish straight up screams in the background of Happier Than Ever, and I think that's easily her best song.

14) what song is better acoustic: Sia Chandelier

15) worst song of all time: I gotta agree with Miss Honey. But photograph is good. Honorable mention: "it costs that much cause it takes me fucking hours"

16) do you put individual songs on repeat: yes

17) most interesting Playlist title: I create playlists by vibe. I have "warm fuzzy blanket" I have "I needa feel like a bad bitch" I have "erratic neon" I have "numb neon"

18) headphones or earbuds: earbuds easily

19) do you sing lead vocal or harmonize: lead always

tagged by my girl @tcmie tyyyy

who was your first fav artist? probably selena gomez as a kid

who's your current fav artist? lana, marina, taylor equally i rotate thru

are you into musicals? which ones/why not? i have enjoyed a few like hamilton, putnam county spelling bee, be more chill

are there songs you consider so special you only listen to them to them rarely? good kid by former vandal

preferred way of listening to music? spotify or CDs in my car

whats the most niche music you listen to? whatever agnes obel counts as & norwegian pop

whats youre favorite music related movie/tv show thats not a musical? idk really know what this means. i like the graduate soundtrack?

albums or playlists? completely depends on the artist. if im listening to an album, its by an artist i deeply love. playlists are for individual good songs.

favorite albums? folie a deux, folklore, honeymoon, froot are some of my favs

is there an artist you're trying to get into? nathy peluso

who's music do you find overhyped? harry styles and lorde

whats an underrated song? sooo many on my playlists are underrated songs ngl, but tulsa jesus freak by lana

whats a thing a bunch of songs do that you love every time? i love stuff that sounds kinda ethereal without trying too hard to be

what song is better acoustic? You by Greta Issac! makes me go fucking insane it sounds beautiful everyone listen to it and ascend

worst song of all time? ed sheerans discography

do you put individual songs on repeat? who doesnt obsessively replay a song their brain is hooked on

if you make playlists, whats your most entertaining title? songs my aries mars vibes with

headphones or earbuds? earbuds

do you sing lead vocal or harmonize? depends on the song, but yes to both

tagging: @sapphos-witch-gf @shes-unforgettable @who-is-a-heretic-now

[platonic-suggestions]

Meet and Greet

Hello! First of all, we would like to thank you all so much for following us! We are grateful for every single one of you. Recently we reached 150 followers and we thought to celebrate, we would try something: To get to know all of you!

We thought it would be very cool and super cute to get better aquatinted with y'all, because making friends is exciting.

If you’re interested, send us a message telling us a little bit about yourself! (Please feel free to be as general or specific as you feel comfortable with)

Some possible suggestions:

•What is your name?

•What are your pronouns?

•How old are you?

•Where are you from?

•When is your birthday?

•Do you have any allergies?

•Do you have any pets?

•What is your zodiac sign?

•Do you have any siblings?

•What is your favorite color? Least favorite color?

•What is your favorite food? Least favorite food?

•What is your favorite holiday?

•Do you have any hobbies? If so, what are they?

•Can you play an instrument? If so, what do you play?

•Do you play a sport? If so, what sport?

•Do you have a favorite: book, movie, musical, band, song, poem, quote, author, artist, etc. Why?

•Describe your aesthetic.

•What did you do today?

-Hopefully some of these help, but feel free to say whatever you like; you don’t have to pick off this list unless you’d like to.

To begin, we’ll start off:

Hello, my name is Adri and I’m from The United States. I’m currently 16 years old, but my birthday is April 21st so I’ll be 17 soonish. My pronouns are she/her, and I’m aromantic/asexual. I have two cats, Mango and Molly, and I love them so frickin much. I love art and my favorite medium is drawing in pencil because I can’t paint as well as I’d like to, and clay just isn’t for me and idk drawing in colored pencil never works out well when I try. I’ve been taking ukulele lessons for four years now and I love it so much (I should practice more but shush lol). I like the idea of running but my knees are that of a 90 year old and so thats not much of an option. Luckily, I want to go to collage for graphic design and not track and field. My favorite book is Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen (not even sure why but whatever lol); I collect different copies, and right now I have 6 different editions. My favorite band is probably Twenty One Pilots, but I can’t pick a favorite song because I listen to so many different genres of music that I can’t pick just one (if any of you cool cats have song recommendations please send ‘em in. I’ll be forever grateful; I love hearing new music). My favorite fictional character is totally Steve Rogers because like I relate to him so hard (lol sans growth spurt tho). My aesthetic is kinda weird because like the fact that I don’t have one is my aesthetic? So like ripped jeans, snapback hats, converse, and sweaters, but also like abandoned buildings, dark nail polish, NASA, documentaries, road trips and diners at 2 am, but also vintage anything, slang that hasn’t been ��cool” or used in decades, houses where every room is some atrocious color with furniture that clashes so bad it works, homey smelling candles, old TV’s with the VHS player attached, books everywhere, glitter gel pens, temporary tattoos(real ones once I’m able to), dyed hair(again once I’m able to), and every genre of music I can think of. So yeah thats me, I am so stoked to get to know y'all!

And I’m Tara (people call me Tea though). She/her pronouns please! I’m pan. Also 16. My birthday is July 21. I’m an cancer, INFJ, Hufflepuff, bookworm, and lover of dogs. My favorite books are the Hobbit, the Raven Cycle, and the Mortal Instruments. I love horror movies, and science documentaries (really any kind of documentary but especially science ones). My taste in music changes constantly, but I’m usually down for most stuff. Lately I’ve been listening to a lot of Jon Bellion, The Rigs, and Thomston. If you ever have any recommendations for anything (books, movies, tv shows, music, comics, games, random article you found at 2 in the morning, literally whatever), or just need to scream, feel free to shoot me a message. I love hearing about your guys’ interests!! I can’t cook to save my life. I cry when I’m happy, and call people “honey” way too much, and really love my friends. Things that make me happy include: chocolate covered strawberries (strawberry anything is the best), snail mail, puppies (I have one!! She’s an Australian shepherd named Freyja and I love her so much!!!!!), greenhouses, space, whales, forget-me-nots, car rides, when you’re standing in the middle of nowhere and everything around you feels so massive and endless, thunderstorms, hot chocolate, tea cups, plants growing over old buildings, calling Adri a dork (cause she totally is and it’s beautiful), Christmas lights, hedgehogs, comfy beds, the color yellow, Volkswagen bugs, jellyfish, journaling, cute handwritten notes, large collections of really random stuff, coconut pie, pocket watches, antique shops, vintage photos, home libraries/studies, quotes about kindness, watching people dance, and the ocean 💖 I’m so excited to meet you guys!!

Anyways please come on over and introduce yourself!!! We can’t wait to get to know you all

-Adri and Tea

[thatfaeboy]

tagged by @alayneinwonderland and @davisviolas A - age? 17 
B - biggest fear? ummmm abandonment? canadian geese? never being able to see an orca in person? 
C - current time? 6:40 pm 
D - drink you last had? water
E - every day starts with? wishing to sleep longer
F - favourite song? this ain't the real question, show me the real question. y'all playing. 
G - ghosts, are they real? hells yeah man
H - hometown? blackfoot, idaho. it was the perfect place (till i was forced to leave by my parents untimely, although very necessary, divorce) (also thebplace i learned that my dad may not be the hero i thought he was) anyways 
I - in love with: the ocean. but also @alayneinwonderland
J - jealous of? everyone and everything? isn't it obvious?
K - killed someone? oooohooohooo your fbi/cia/government tricks don't work on me. yes
L - last time you cried? uhhhh idk today or yesterday?? 
M - middle name? ....i haven't picked a new one yet so kay
N - number of siblings? 9 and 7 of them are 12 and under. i hate my family. 
O - one wish: to not be so fucked up and to tell my family "fuck you im leaving" and to start t (i know these seem like three but they're all one big wish okay let me live) 
P - person you last called/texted: rem/the group chat
Q - questions you are always asked: do i have dimples? (i don't think i do?? idk people have said i do so i'm not sure) why do you dye your hair so much? (usually by old ladies and mormon susans) what are all of...those? (said gesturing wildly to my scars) or my favorite, the not a question question where someone is staring at my trying to figure out if i'm a boy or girl (fuck those people) 
R - reasons to smile: whales?? i could be getting my own car soon so i can drive to the ocean?? good music? lush products? cats and dogs and all the animals?? 
S - song last sang: santa fe from newsies 
T - time you woke up: uhhhh 6:45 am
U - underwear colour: black 
V - vacation destination: tHE OCEAN THIS SHOULD BE OBVIOUS
W - worst habit: biting my nails/picking at my fingers/face, uhhhhhh self injury of any sort, sleeping too long and not enough, honestly i could go on. 
X - x-rays you’ve had: if you count dentist appointments and ultrasounds (i was nor ever plan to be pregnant, it was for my tumor) probably close to 10. 
Y - your favourite food: spaghetti or anything noodles related. although my dad did make some amazing authentic german food
Z - zodiac sign: libra i tag @princebluebell @queerhedwig @beedlebug @unclegem and anyone who wants to do it!

[cocona]

ooh for the kpop ask!! red velvet, bts & nct !! if that's not too much lmAO

it’s Never too much!!!!!! so!! i already did bts!! but im gonna finish my bias list thing!!!

bangtan sonyeondan

your current bias and why:

jungkook: ok! first of all! He’s very talented and has so much potential!!!!!!! he deserves his recognition further than just a golden maknae bc idk abt you but when everyone always expects the best from you you get terribly pressured and it’s!! uHh!!!!Not good!!!!! BUT!!! i also love his eyes!!! so much!!!!!!! they’re so wide!!! like mine!!!!!!! so bright and glossy!!! i love him so!!!! his smile makes me so warm inside!!! like ive been hugged ten hundred times!!!!!!!!!!! also we have the same beauty marks on our chin & our nose!!!! TWINS!!! also his singing. 100/10. his dancing. 1000/10. ireumeun jungkook! seukeireun jeonguk! 940320939402020200020001029990192939/10!!!!!! he’s so extra also and it’s funny bc even if he’s extra he still does what he has to when he has to!!! also i really relate to him bc his relationship w jimin is like me & my sis!!! also everyone loves him and they’re RIGHT bc he deserves all the love and affection!!! when he’s with dogs….and he giggles…..and i cry…..because he’s so cute…..how is jeon jungkook literally the cutest boy ever…..wtf…..

namjoon: ok pals here’s the real thing. i love dimples. i love soft hearted people. i love his voice. his mannerisms. his laughter!!! when he goes haHA in the bg I!!!! explode with love!!!!!! he’s such a good writer as well!!!!!!! & i get why y'all make fun of him but he grew up now!!! ok!!!!!!! his songs always touch me in some.kind of way!!!! i love how he writes abt what matters to him!!! youth! whales! converses! loneliness! lost love! loving oneself! how could we wish for a better leader!!!!!!!!!!!!! also he’s such a Huge Kid inside and it makes me so…soft………

yoongi: facts: min yoongi’s voice gives me shivers. his voice!!! is so !!! special!!! And unique!!!!! and the fact that he uses it to speak things that he thinks matter and are right makes me rlly happy bc he’s not gonna be fake abt what he’s talking abt!! he’s gonna say it how it is!!! he speaks up abt what’s important and i won’t elaborate but pls listen to his mixtape!!!! ALSO he’s honestly so adorable & his smile makes me so! tender! so! so! so affectionate!!!!! his passionate nature is honestly so inspiring!!! the way he takes no shit as well!!!!! honestly!!!!!

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my first bias: Irene!!!your current bias and why: YERI!!!!! i didn’t rlly like her at first but i grew to love her sweet smiles and her loveable nature!!!!!!! idrk much abt rv yet but i loVe Love love LOVE her!!!!!!

favourite song: ok here we go!!! huff n puff! dumb dumb! automatic! something kinda crazy! one of these nights! day 1! attaboy! bwa! moonlight melody! fool! sunny afternoon! lady’s room! little little! happily ever after!!!!!!!!favourite MV: DUMB DUMB/PEEK-A-BOOotp: idk! member you think has the best smile: joy!!!!favourite choreography: russian roulette!favourite era: the red!do you own any merchandise: not yet!!!!! have you seen them live: I WISHfavourite voice/singer: seulgi….wth……Wendy….wth…favourite dancer: joy!!NCTmy first bias: jisungyour current bias and why:mark's voice honestly clicks w me a lot!!! i respect him also bc of how hard he works and because of how much he learnt in such a short amount of time!!!!!! omfg!!!!!!!! also he makes me smile a lot!!!jisung.....how to put it.....i got into kpop bc of him........i can't not love him.....also!!! he's only a few months older than me!!!! and he's cute af!!! his voice is also so nice!!! his dancing makes me flutter!!!favourite song: my first and last, fire truck, 0 mile, summer 127, the 7th sense (an anthem....), chewing gum, good thing!!!favourite MV: woop woop woop woop! fire truck. ALSO the 7th sense. ALSO my first and last.otp: idk!!member you think has the best smile: chenle!favourite choreography: my 1st & last!!!!! cherry bomb!!!!!!!!favourite era: nct u's only era!!! do you own any merchandise: no!have you seen them live: no!favourite voice/singer: haechan!!!favourite dancer: taeyong!!!!