#How many Tic Tacs can I eat in a day?

[khulkarjiyo]

Are Tic Tacs good for your health?

Tik Tak is a brand of small sweet mints which is designed to freshen our mouth breath. It contains small colorful mints which generally help in breathing. Are Tic Tacs good for your health Their main purpose is to keep the fragrance of the bathroom fresh and they are often used in log meetings, interviews, or any time when fresh fragrance is required. Tic Tacs aren’t a classically praised…

[ladyiristheenchantress]

Magic for the working witch

Hello friends! I recognize this is a break from my current content series, however I have been working like a dog recently balancing university, work, social life, and medical problems so I felt inspired to talk a bit about the magic I do while working!!

To preface: I work 3 jobs total! one of them requires me to travel, One is a remote desk job, and the final one is a waitress! While I don't recommend this lifestyle, it is the one that I and many others have fallen into as life has unfolded. First of all, to all my hard working witches, you freaking matter dude. Your boss may not see how hard you work, but trust me you guys are hustlers! Its hard to balance a spiritual life with everything else going on but today lets tackle that!

How can I cultivate magic, even with work/school/etc?

First, we have to find where the magic is within us and this is easier said than done. In previous post I talk about magical frameworks and theories and this would be a good time to put this to use! I believe that magic is all around and within us, we can harness it at any time, enjoy it! Even simply reflecting on the magic in your heart can be enough to feel spiritually fufilled. We as humans like acknowledgement, and when we just simply reflect on the magic around us then we tend to feel more fufilled but that gets lost on us sometimes.

Got it! What ideas do you have for me?

Lets think about jobs for a second! We have all sorts of jobs out there, desk jobs, standing jobs, hard labor, etc. I believe there is magic for every profession, type, etc, but that is a looot of jobs. so lets narrow it down to the three types I have experience with!

Travel + Speaking

these jobs include teaching, public speaking, management, and more. These jobs often are a form of public service but require an element of writing, desk work, etc. It also is somewhat a form of authority in the aspects of people looking up to you for information, conflict resolution, and more. Usually this job has a commute, a level of strong responsibility, and traits like leadership and confidence are seen heavily.

Witchy ideas:

As you wake up, get ready, and commute, give yourself a pep talk as a form of glamour magic. Bonus points if you make it a chant

Enchant your toothpaste to help your words carry

Keep crystals like angelite, Rose Quarts, and Pyrite close

Create a weekly spread to give you insight into the week so you can prepare as needed

Wear bright colors for confidence

Wash your hair with the intention of unblocking flow of words, and making things run smoother

Public Service

Public service are jobs like waiter, bank clerk, and floor salesman. These jobs require you to be informational, polite, and taking on a lot of side work in the process. Your job is to get someone to purchase something and help facilitate that, resolve minor conflicts, and honestly team work with both your coworkers and customers.

Witchy Ideas:

When you can: Don't wear socks with your shoes. A lot of dress shoes and work shoes can have hygienic insoles, and this can help facilitate grounding!

Create an oil out of a carrier oil, basil, thyme, and rosemary and you get a general 'workplace luck' oil!

If you work for commissions: Eat a mint, tic-tac, or sugar packet before work to sweeten your words to customers and get more sales

If you don't work for commissions: Place Vaseline or lotion on your elbows and knees to facilitate swift work and smooth customer interactions

Carry obsidian, super seven, bismuth, or chrysocolla with you

Keep a 'talisman card' in your pocket, pick a tarot card that resonates with your goal for work. My go-to's are the queen of swords, king of cups, the emperor, and the magician

Remote Work

Remote jobs are any jobs that can be done at home, and after the pandemic these jobs became a staple so many companies kept the position. These jobs could be done day or night, internationally or locally, and so much more. The best traits to have would be organization, punctuality, and perseverance.

Witchy Ideas:

Maintain a home altar where you do work to induce specific energies

Before a virtual meeting discussing important personal goals, set up an online vision board of what you want

Have a prayer or chant ready during a project to help it move along

Create digital sigils to deflect crappy co-workers

Use Tigers eye, ulexite, and yellow calcite to help the work day

Leave a tarot card on your desk as a talisman.

If you guys need any tips, tricks, or questions feel free to leave them in an AMA or in the comments below! Thank You! Tip Jar

[allylikethecat]

ugh like picture it.. sitting on your partners lap & falling asleep to their heart beat full of angst/hurt/comfort w matty & george.. dare i’d say you’d win a noble peace prize

Remember when I said this morning I was going to write something from the Sleep Prompts list next? Apparently that was a lie 😂

Also, I apologize that this has taken me literal months to finish! Anon I hope that you're still here and that this was worth at least some of the overly long wait.

I think I was missing working on the A&E fic a little bit... because we have a sick Fictional!Matty in this one... I hope you like it! Thank you so much for sending this prompt in, in the first place! I'm sorry again it took me so long to finish!

This is from the physical intimacy prompts list which can be found here. I am always taking more prompt requests even if it apparently takes me months to finish them - I promise I WILL finish all of them eventually though!! I have a spread sheet!

❤️Ally

Sitting in your partner's lap & Falling asleep to your partner's heartbeat 

George was angry. He was angry at Jamie and the rest of their team for scheduling so many back to back tour stops. He was angry at Matty for hiding how sick he was. But most of all, he was angry at himself for not noticing. He was angry that he hadn’t noticed the way Matty had been turning away from him in bed, desperate to hide his fever and wheezing breath. He was angry that he hadn’t noticed Matty’s shaking hands, and that he was swallowing ibuprofen and tylenol like they were tic-tacs, alternating every three hours. That he hadn’t noticed that Matty wasn’t drinking, that his cough wasn’t the ever present smoker’s rattle from a pack a day, a pack he hadn’t touched in a week, but rather infection settling into his lungs, filling with fluid to drown him on land. 

Matty had stumbled down the hallway as soon as they exited the B stage, the roar of the crowd still echoing in their ears. He had grabbed at his chest, gasping and choking on phlegm, coughing so hard he couldn’t even hope to catch his already short breath, dropping to his knees as his shoulders shook. There was a medic on him instantly, getting him upright, pressing an oxygen mask to his face. George watched in horror, frozen in place, his sweaty shirt clinging to his back, still clutching his drumsticks as Hann nudged him forward, reminding him he should go with Matty as the medic whisked him away. George wondered if they were supposed to tell someone they were leaving as he followed Matty into the back of the ambulance.

George was afraid, curled in on himself, trying to seem smaller and stay out of the way as the medics worked on Matty, listening to his heart, wincing at the crackling in his lungs. He’s not having a heart attack, don’t worry, one of the medics had tried to assure him kindly. George wasn’t sure how that was supposed to help when Matty still couldn’t breathe. He wasn’t sure when they became old enough for a heart attack to be a valid concern. George squeezed his eyes shut, his stomach flipping as they sped out of the venue and down the congested city streets. The perks of playing in arenas designed for ice hockey, he thought, squeezing Matty’s hand, the ambulance was parked inside the tunnel. 

George ran his hand down Matty’s back, fingers brushing each bump as his spin curved through the opening of his hospital gown. He had lost weight over the course of his illness and George hated that he was just now noticing, not realizing Matty was belting his pants a hole tighter, moving his food around his plate without eating it, nausea churning in his belly. 

Matty had been agitated, shivering with fever and fatigue clinging to George as if he was the only thing tethering him to this earth. The doctor that examined him was shocked that he had made it through a two hour concert with his fever, with his low oxygen levels, with his lungs hitching on every breath, catching against the infected fluid. Not only that he had been able to perform, able to sing, but that it wasn’t the first two hour show he had performed that week. 

The doctor ordered a chest x-ray that led to a pneumonia diagnosis. Matty had coughed, rasping that he wasn’t some sickly Victorian child despite what Twitter might think, that he was going to be fine. George didn’t comment on the fear in his glassy eyes. 

He was started on IV antibiotics and fluids, an oxygen mask fitted over his face to help him breathe easier, even if Matty kept taking it off to cough wetly into his elbow. He spat thick green mucus into a tissue, his nose wrinkling in disgust each time he would weakly toss the tissue into the bin they had placed next to his bed. After a while George started taking the tissues from him, Matty too weak to even lift his head and toss them himself. 

Matty tried to argue that George didn’t have to stay, even though it was clear to George, clear to anyone with eyes, that Matty didn’t want him to leave (not that George would ever leave.) He insisted that he was fine, even as he looked anything but, his cheeks pale and his eyes sunken, his breath shallow as he coughed. He told George to go back to the hotel, told him to go shower and rest. But even as he spoke he kept his fingers tangled in the fabric of Geroge’s stage button down. Even after all these years, Matty didn’t like to let himself need others, he didn’t like to be what he thought of as a burden even though he was anything but. George had just climbed into the hospital bed with him, and pulled him into his lap, assuring him that he wasn’t going anywhere. 

Matty had his cheek pressed to George’s chest, the steady beat of his heart, the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest as he inhaled and exhaled, lulling him to sleep like a toddler on a car ride, their legs tangled together on the rough sheets. Matty had fought at first to keep his eyes open, grumbling that he wasn’t tired. But the antibiotics made him woozy as his adrenaline crashed, his body no longer in a desperate survival mode. He started to relax, realizing he was safe now, wrapped in George’s embrace, getting the treatment he needed. George could feel him trembling in his arms, trying to time his own breaths to the beat of George’s heart. 

“Rest Matty,” said George, pressing a kiss to the top of Matty’s head, his sweat damp curls tickling George’s nose, as his breathing slowly evened out. He didn’t get a response, Matty growing heavier in his arms as he finally fell asleep. 

[msmk11]

Girl Crush

James Potter x Regulus Black

Word Count: 1.3k

CW: Angst/ Hurt no comfort

Summary: Regulus journals once again about a certain someone- someone he can’t seem to get his mind off no matter what he does. (Song fic!)

A/n: Hello, hello! I hope you enjoy this angsty fic that’s been sitting in my WIP for literal months. I did not originally intend for this to be a Jegulus fic, but when I was listening to this song (the Harry Styles cover) the other day, I suddenly became inspired. It’s sooooo post-Jegulus coded it hurts. This is also my first Jegulus fic so I hope it’s good! Lots of love <333

February 07, 1978

I've got a girl crush.

I hate to admit it but…I got a heart rush and it’s not slowing down.

It’s been 9 months since we broke up, and 3 since you got together with her. So you think I’d be over it all by now. But every time I see her, I feel my heart quicken. Not out of love, no. But of jealousy. My heart is green and my stomach aches from how it longs every time I see her- Lily Evans.

I wish I could say that I hate her, because rage is much more digestible. But I can’t. I can’t hate her, and I can’t hate you. There’s no one to blame but myself for everything.

I understand why you left.

I mean, I get it. There’s me…and then, well, there’s her. The Death Eater vs. a Flower. The choice is painfully obvious. And while you may be an idiot, you’re far from stupid. I know she’s the right choice, and I think you know it too. And that’s why

I got it real bad and want everything she has- that smile and that midnight laugh, she's givin' you now.

I can remember it clear as day, how Lily used to hate you. I remember when she’d deduct points for your uniform being messy, or scold you after another one of your many pranks. Anytime she looked your way, she’d roll her eyes a little and grimace. Anytime you were paired together for projects she’d groan and glare at the teacher. I remember it all too clearly. That’s why I also remember when everything started to change. When you came back this year, for your seventh year, you were different. More…grown up I suppose. Maybe it was the war…maybe it was our breakup…or maybe it was your parents getting sick…but you had changed. There was a little less pep in your step, less of your loud laughter in the hallways, and more solemnity in your eyes and tension in your posture. You became Head Boy, to everyone’s surprise, but to Lily’s the most. Maybe it was your sudden forced proximity, or your new maturity, or even the fact that you had become more handsome than the year before (not that I thought that was possible), that made her opinion change of you. Slowly, I watched how her scolding turned to teasing, her stares turned fond, and how she began to laugh at your jokes. Maybe it’s because I was once the recipient of your affection that I noticed your growing attraction to the redhead…how you could often be caught just staring at Lily for long periods of time, not saying anything (even though you love to talk), how you started carrying her books as you walked to class together, and how you waved proudly at her when she started coming to your quidditch games.

When you two finally got together, everyone was shocked. I mean, Lily had always hated your guts, and now she was dating you?

But not me. No, I only knew it was a matter of time.

Watching you two together is more painful than I thought. Every time I see you with her, talking to her, holding her hand, kissing her…I am painfully overcome with a sense of deja vu.

But while the memories are there, your physical presence is gone.

Admittedly, I wanna taste her lips.

Her strawberry, freckled lips, so irresistible, that when she breaks away from your lips, I watch as you chase after hers, hungry for more.

With as much time as you spend chasing them, I know they taste like you.

The mintyness, due to all the tic tacs you eat, always worried you have bad breath.

How they’re always slightly chapped, because you chew on your bottom lip when you’re focused.

The vanilla chapstick you use because you like the way it tastes.

When I catch you kissing at a Ravenclaw party one time, I can’t help but notice how totally enraptured by Lily Evans you are.

The loud, upbeat music blasts through the cacophony of voices. Everyone is sweaty as they dance to the music, and the sickly, sweet buzz of booze vibrates through the student body. Horny teens grind on one another and laugh. But not you. No, you’re clung to her waist, seeming to move in slow motion. Your head is buried in her neck, your brain clouded by the warm vanilla scent that clings to her being.

Oh how I’d kill for you to do that to me. I want to drown myself in a bottle of her perfume, so that maybe you will.

I want her long red hair…

Hair that, when your hands are in it, make it seem as if you’re playing with fire. I notice how when you twist her hair into a braid under an oak tree on the grounds, or tug her pigtails in a teasing way she sighs or laughs, reveling in your touch as you braid and unbraid, over and over, mesmerized.

I want her magic touch.

A touch that is so addicting to you, I assume you two are glued together, the way you’re always touching her. A hand around her waist as you eat in the Great Hall. Your fingers intertwined and hands swinging as you stroll down the hallway. Her hand on your thigh as she takes notes in class. The playful fighting in the common room. When you lay in her lap as she combs through your hair, your eyes closed in content.

Yeah, 'cause maybe then, you'd want me just as much. I've got a girl crush.

Everyday as I look in the mirror I pick at more parts of myself. I remember how you used to love me so much. My pale skin and dark curls. My constant glower. How my hands were always cold. Seeing myself is a painful reminder that you don’t love these things anymore. That you don’t love me anymore. And it makes me wanna rip myself apart limb by limb. I wanna replace each part of myself with Lily Evans, til you love me wholly again.

I don't get no sleep. I don't get no peace. Thinkin' about her, under your bed sheets.

I don’t sleep much now. For a multitude of reasons, but one of the biggest being I’m not falling asleep in your arms anymore. The bed feels cold without you and the nightmares come much more easily now that you’re not there to fight them off. It’s oddly quiet, far too much for my liking, without your soft snores filling the air or unconscious contented sighs.

And I’m kept awake too by the thought that you probably hold her tight at night now, wrapped in her embrace.

Do your bed sheets still smell like me? Or has her flowery scent taken over? Does she have cold hands that soothe your always warm body? Or soft touches that lull you quickly to sleep?

The way that she's whisperin’…The way that she's pullin' you in. Lord knows I've tried, I can't get her off my mind.

Maybe Hogwarts is a small school, or maybe it’s the fact that I see you everywhere, figments of what was, that makes me so consumed by thoughts of you and of Lily. I’m sure I spend more of my days thinking about the redhead than not at this point. It’s become an obsession.

I’m not surprised you fell for her. She’s magnetic. I see the way she draws you in. I can’t escape her force either. But her pull on me is so strong I feel I could merge with her and become one.

I wanna taste her lips, 'cause they taste like you. I wanna drown myself in a bottle of her perfume. I want her long red hair. I want her magic touch. Yeah, 'cause maybe then you'd want me just as much.

Oh James Potter, how badly I want you.

Oh Lily Evans, how badly I want to be you.

I've got a girl crush. I hate to admit it but, I got a heart rush and it’s not slowin' down.

[gorillaxyz]

while scowering old accounts i found this... feel free to do it yourselves! its like 20 years old i think YEAH the post i got it from is 20 years old

Name: Pippa

Sex: female

Age: 17

Screen name: screamgender/screamgenders/gorillaxyz

Meaning: i love the movie scream... and the band gorillaz

Status: single

Pets: 2 lovely cats and a dog

Writing Hand: right

BODY ILLS AND SKILLS...

Nervous Habits: running hands through my hair, picking at my skin, cracking knuckles and fingers

Do you bite your nails? when i was a kid i did it so much but not really anymore...

Can you raise one eyebrow at a time? NO but i practice all the time

Can you blow smoke rings? nah

Can you blow spit bubbles? i think so

Can you flare your nostrils? not on command -_-

Can you cross your eyes? yes

Tattoos? not yet

Piercings? ive had my ears pierced twice but only bc the first holes healed

Do you make your bed daily? hell no lol

CLOTHES...

What goes on first, underwear or socks? underwear obviously...

Which shoe goes on first? whichever i find first

What jewelry do you wear 24/7? NONE sadly... i used to wear a cross all the time but its annoying taking it off and putting it back on for showers n stuff...

What's sexiest on a person? ummmmmmmmmm -_- good sense of humour i think

Favorite Piece of Clothing: my phase 3 shirt with murdoc looking like hes trying to lick my armpit

Pajamas: usually none... im an underwear warrior

FOOD

Have you ever eaten Spam? NEVER HAVE NEVER WILL.

Favorite Ice Cream? vanilla or raspberry ripple

How many cereals in your cabinet? a few different kinds but i hardly everrrr eat any myself

What utensils do you use to eat pizza? my hands ..

GROOMING...

How often do you brush your teeth? twice a day

How often do you shower/bathe? depends, but usually every other day

How long does your shower last? 15-30 minutes. it depends

Hair drying method? errmmmm... towel if i remember to before putting it in the washing basket. but usually just air

If that fountain of youth existed, would you drink it? probably

Do you swear? more than id like to

Do you ever spit? when im brushing my teeth yeah? lol

WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE...

Animal: CATS AND MEERKATS theyre adorable.

Food: ice cream

Month: june.. summer... murdocs birthday... it is the BEST month

Day: i like saturdays and wednesdays. but date... prob 22/10

Cartoon: i like disney cartoons :)

Flower: big daffodil fan

Shoe Brand: thog dont caare

Subject in school: DRAMA

Color: purple

TV show: prob im alan partridge...

Movie: the lion king & spider-man 2

Holiday: CHRISTMAS!!!!!!

Book: the invisible man

Vacationing Spot: THE BEACH!!!!!!

TV Station: Comedy Central and Cartoon Network

IN AND AROUND...

The CD Player: NONE ANYMORE :(

Person you talk most on the phone with: prob my sister i dont really phone anyone

Do you regularly check yourself out in store windows and mirrors? YES all the fucking time

What color is your bedroom? light lavenderish grey

Do you use an alarm clock? yes... sadly....

Name one thing you are obsessed with: murdoc niccals

Have you ever skinny-dipped with the opposite sex? no lol

Ever sunbathed nude? no............

Window seat or aisle? Window... but i always let whoever im sat with have the window seat if they want it bc im chivalrous like that

LA LA LAND...

What's your favorite sleeping position? curled up in a ball under the covers

What kind of bed do you like? THE BIGGER THE BETTER

Do you sleepwalk? i did once years ago

Do you sleep with a stuffed animals? yeah

WHICH IS BETTER...

Coke or Pepsi? coke

Apples or Oranges? apples

One pillow or two? two

Deaf or blind? deaf

pool or hot tub? POOL

Blondes or brunettes? brunettes

TV or radio? TV

Tic-Tacs or Certs? tictacs... never heard of certs

Snooze button or jump out of bed? snooze usually but i jump oput sometimes

Sunrise or Sunset? Sunset

Hamburger or Cheeseburger? cheese burga

Morning or night? night

Indoors or outdoors? outdoors

Christmas Eve or Christmas Day? christmas day

Cake or ice cream? ice cream

Bert or Ernie? bert

Spicy or Mild? spicy

Spearmint or Peppermint? NEITHER

Call or Write? call

Peanut Butter or Jelly? jam.

Bath or shower? Shower... only bc easier... sigh

Book or Movie? book

Green or Red apples? red

Rain or Snow? snow

[nuctoria]

I don't know what to say, I'm glad you liked my AU and that it was accompanied with a cup of coffee.

I already decided on a name:

'You are what you eat'

I don't plan to write a fanfic, the reasons:

English is not my first language. Spelling/writing is not my strong suit.

Believe it or not, I don't know how to use Ao3.

I haven't played Dream Team, I don't have the best financial situation and time. I can emulate it, but I really want to get a copy and I don't know where to look.

I'm learning to draw and I don't want to do something else without finishing the other. Besides, I'm entertained with polymer clay.

Yeah... I won't be doing it in a fanfic anytime soon.

But I can give a little more about the AU.

As it says in the name; Luigi is a good person, too good for his own good and wouldn't it be funny if Antasma took the path of redemption by force/accident.

Antasma survived thanks to Luigi hiding in his dreams, it was a little difficult to have him in his clutches.

Since Antasma could not consume Luigi's energy at once, he had to resort to force in the form of biting, several bites and licking as a form of mockery, a kind of victory and because he does not want him to die from blood loss (sorry Luigi).

Antasma's terror lasted for days, because ending the fun would be boring and he wants to see all hope disappear, a bad decision.

He has captured habitants of the kingdom in a deep sleep so that they generate nightmares and he can feed himself, he will not need it.

After the bird's capture, the bat only visits him once to taunt him, but the Zeekeeper doesn't seem to take him seriously, because he knows what will happen.

Antasma not only visits Luigi to "eat" but also to show intimidation and power, Greeny takes advantage of this to extract information and form an escape.

Sometimes before "eating", Antasma likes to play with the plumber; games like chess, hide-and-seek, tic tac toe, among others... but they have a sinister side, more defeats, more bites.

Dreambert is not feeling well emotionally; He has not been able to maintain his kingdom for long, he has failed his people and the King of Bats has returned, he failed in every way.

Although Mario assures Dreambert that everything will be fine, he does not feel safe, he has gone on adventures alone, but he does not feel well and he wants Luigi's safety while he goes in search of saving him, his skin itches...

The dream world is more hostile thanks to Antasma's influence.

In Antasma's metamorphosis (transformation), I took inspiration from the Honduran white bat, slowly but surely, it is growing soft blue fur (I still haven't decided what shade of blue), it must be funny to present itself in an intimidating way while you have that blue fur spreading, it's not uncomfortable and it's one reason why the bat ignores this (that color doesn't look so bad on him).

I have a headcanon that Antasma has an unsatisfied hunger, no matter how many nightmares he consumes it will never be enough, until Luigi appears and his stomach is starting to feel full, he finds it strange, but not inconvenient, that the green plumber is more participatory, maybe he is accepting his defeat (no).

This new power (I don't have a better name) is not what it seems, at first it is indestructible and invincible, it is not the Dream Stone but it is almost the same; However, we are talking about Luigi, he would never hurt someone who does not deserve it and he would seek to help/save everyone; This affects Antasma's attack where he does the complete opposite of chaos and begins to feel fear; which leads him to the decision to stop consuming Luigi's energy thinking the situation would get better, it doesn't.

It seems like he is losing control, he is, satisfying that hunger to have a full stomach, but he doesn't want to consume more, he is scared; he visits Luigi not to eat but to make him face what he is doing to him, the plumber only confronts him, this is what he wanted, right? he tries to get closer to the bat to which he moves away and ends the conversation; Antasma needs to concentrate, he starts by looking at his appearance and doesn't seem to recognize his reflection; claws and fangs not at all threatening, there is more blue than purple, too much fur for his taste and since he had not realized that his belly had increased in size... and despite this, he was not scared, with his "claws" he began to explore, it's soft... sensitive... nice... maybe this isn't bad... maybe this is what I really want...

NO!!

He is the Antasma, King of Bats, Bringer of Nightmares, Terror of the Night

He's not going to give up on something as pathetic as this.

(he's just delaying the inevitable)

In the final battle, before Luigi takes a desperate measure to end this once and for all, he looks into Antasma's terrified eyes... he is... crying...

Luigi feels a little sympathy for him, pressing his lips together, he senses that this will do good not only for Pi'illo Kingdom but also for Antasma.

Phew, it's too much but I don't regret it and there's still the after of this adventure. A new Antasma was born.

Have a good day.

Thank you very much for adding a bit more detail in certain parts of your story, I honestly really love it and keep going back to it when I can.

As for why you won't turn it into a fanfic, I completely understand and won't pressure you into writing it. English isn't my first language either but given you well you've written these, grammar and vocabulary mistakes won't matter all that much to the readers if the plot is this good, it'll just annoy you a bit when you spot it and give you the itch to edit it out. When I first learned of Ao3, I could not use it at all and ended up not liking it just because of that and I still have trouble using it to some extend.

As I mentioned in previous posts, I haven't played a single Mario game ever and have just watched gameplays on YT, I especially loved watching Super Mario Galaxy when I was really little and it's some of my best memories. Take all the time you need and manage your money according to your needs before deciding to buy the game if you want it. I'd suggest trying to find a used copy on Ebay or Facebook store since the used ones are usually cheaper.

Also, good luck on improving your drawing skills and working with clay, I bet you'll do great and find an art style you can use and like.

[spinninggayrat]

Take some random and unorganized questions I thought of that you can ask yourself about your OC, to make them seem more human and complex beings :3

• do they have a resting bitch face?

•do they prefer soda or carbonated water?

•how are they with eye contact? Do they like eye contact?

•do they prefer smoothies or milkshakes?

•how do they tie their shoelaces?

•what kind of memes would they send? (if applicable)

•what's a pet peeve of theirs?

•have they ever broken a bone?/chipped a tooth?

•do they currently have acne scars? If not did they ever in the past? How healed are they?

•would they pour the milk or cereal first?

•what color is their toothbrush?

•do they always wear matching socks?

•how often do they wash their favorite hoodie/jacket?

•are they a morning person or night owl?

•when was the last time they slept with a stuffed animal? Or do they still sleep with stuffed animals?

do they prefer essays/documents or slideshows/presentations?

•what was their favorite animal as a kid? Is it the same?

•do they have synesthesia?

•what's a smell that could be nostalgic to them?

•can they snap?

•can they whistle?

•have they ever taken the Myers Briggs personality test? What did they get?

•what's their favorite inside joke between their friends?

•can they crack their knuckles on command?

•can they make their vision go blurry on command?

•how loud do they sneeze?

•do they say "bless you"/"god bless you" after someone sneezes?

•have they ever wanted to eat something inedible?

•did they ever actually eat/attempt to eat something inedible?

•how often do they curse?

•do they have a favorite towel?

•do they hate any certain textures?

•do they prefer earbuds or headphones?

•are they the type to break up over text?

•do they prefer high-fives or fist bumps?

•while texting do they type "u" instead of "you"? (again if applicable)

•do they have any allergies?

•have they every dyed their hair before? Would they do it again?

•what's the most expensive thing they've broken before?

•do they carry breath mints/gum/tic tacs with them?

•what's their favorite shape to doodle? Do they have any go-to's?

•how good are they at drawing cats?

•are they afraid of skeletons?

•do they have any irrational fears?

•what's the last food/drink they choked on?

•would they ever drink orange juice after brushing their teeth?

•last song they listened to?

•weirdest way they discovered a song they like?

•do they get scared easily?

•how do they react to jumpscares?

•did they every try to learn another language but failed?

•have they ever attempted origami? Were they successful?

•would they hang up LED/Christmas lights in their room?

•would they pick up a bird feather off the ground?

•do they like going on walks? Or would they prefer jogging/running?

•do they have any unusual love languages?

•what's their favorite place to kiss someone? (if applicable)

•do they usually have sweaty palms?

•do they regularly paint their nails? If not would they consider ever doing it?

•do they sleep with socks on?

•how would they interpret ":)" through text?

•do they prefer confetti or glitter?

•how loud do they laugh?

•how many pins do they own?

•how do they feel about hairless cats?

•do they know what the whisper app is?

•what was their cringe middle school interests?

•what's a food they want to try?

•do they prefer coffee or tea?

•how many pets have they owned?

•do they keyboard smash when texting?

•(if they dont have vision problems) would they prefer wearing glasses or contacts?

•do they think your mom jokes are funny?

•what's the fastest way to give them an ick?

•what were they last in the hospital for?

•have they ever sent anyone to a hospital?

•do they use public restrooms or wait until they get home?

•do they clean up their table at a restaurant after they're done eating?

•do they prefer driving at day or night?

•do they collect anything? How many collections do they have?

•how often do they fidget with random objects around them?

•have they ever needed braces or a retainer?

•do they put butter on their popcorn?

•have they ever snuck in candy into a movie theater?

•have they ever fell into a lake?

•have they ever been on an airplane?

•do they hold up peace signs for pictures?✌

•do they hold up any other signs?

•do they like getting their picture taken?

•how good are they at faking a genuine smile?

•are they lactose intolerant?

•how often do they brush their hair?

•do they take any daily vitamins?

•do they like getting into arguements?

•how respectful are they of others opinions?

•do they have any guilty pleasures?

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OTHERS - THINGS - 2 - DO - WHAT MAKES OUR -

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WATERPROOF - NON-SEE - THRU - BAGS ALSO -

20L - NOT - SAME - SIZE - 4 - ALL HERE LARGE -

20 INCH - LENGTH - WIDTH - BOTTOM - 10 INCH -

$17.99 - AND - RARE - CAN - CARRY - BY - HAND -

DIFFERENT - WAYS - 4 - SHOULDERS - 1 SIDE OR -

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NEED - 2 - SHARE - ALSO - 4 - COMPUTERS -

U - WANT - 2 - SLEEP - BUT - LIBRARY - AND -

PUBLIC - PARKS - SINCE - THEY'RE - NOT -

SLEEPING - AS - WORKERS - NEITHER YES -

CAN - U - SPANISH - SPEAKING COUNTRIES -

SIESTA - WHAT THEY - HAVE - IN COMMON -

THEY - SLEEP - AFTERNOON - MANY - HRS -

2 - WAKE - UP - LATE - DINNER - BEGINS -

6P - BUT - ALL - AWAKE - EVEN - AT - 2 A -

SPAIN - OTHER - THAN - HOTELS - EVEN -

GROCERY - CLOSED - AFTERNOONS YES -

DURING - SIESTA - HOW - INCONVENIENT -

4 FOREIGNERS - TERRI SAVELLE FOY -

'TAKES - 3 WEEKS - OR - 21 DAYS - TO -

ESTABLISH - ROUTINE' - 21 DAYS - TO -

BREAK - BAD - HABITS - CREATE NEW -

ONES - YOU'RE - SO - HUNGRY LUNCH -

TIME - BUT - ALL - SLEEPING - SO - U -

ORDERED - ROOM - SERVICE - VERY -

EXPENSIVE - THUS - EVENING - THE -

GROCERY - OPEN - AS - THEY - YES -

BOUGHT - 4 - THE - NEXT - DAY - AS -

THEY - SHOPPED - AT - MALL - YES -

NIGHT - TIME - HOW - UNUSUAL - 4 -

ALL - OF - US - THEN - IN - HOTEL U -

SLEPT - AFTERNOON - THEY - AS -

SPANISH - SLEEP - EVERYWHERE -

PARKS - ON - THEIR - PURSES AS -

SITTING IN - PARKS - THEY SLEPT -

SITTING - 4 - THE - WEATHER AND -

AIR CONDITIONING - MOST - EXPENSIVE -

REASON - 4 - ELECTRICITY - BILLS BEING -

HIGH - PARK - TIME - JUST - ELECTRIC -

FANS - IN - THEIR - HOUSES - WHEN SP -

SPANISH - GO - HOME - THEN - THE AC -

IS - TURNED - ON - WHY - IN - PARKS AS -

ELECTRICITY - BILLS - LOWER - PLUS -

LIKE - ME - I - USED - ELECTRIC FANS -

INSIDE - 2 - INCREASE TEMPERATURE -

COLD - ELECTRIC - FANS - LESS NEED -

4 - COOLER - TEMPERATURES - THUS I -

SAVED - ON - ELECTRIC - BILLS - ALSO -

GOING - 2 - SUBMIT - I'M - HOMELESS -

WITH - EBT - FOOD - STAMPS - LET's -

SEE - HOW - MUCH - I'M - GETTING -

THUS - PAPERLESS - BECAUSE I'M -

HOMELESS - INFO - BY - EMAIL XO -

WHICH - THEY'E - NOT - DONE - SO -

CALLED - NEAR - BRICKELL STATION -

OPEN - PHONE - BUSINESS - TOLL XO -

FREE - $17 - TOOK - 15 MAY - FINALLY -

NOT - 14TH - VIRTUAL - ASSISTANT -

FEMALE - MY ANSWERING - VOICE -

LOVE - HER - VOICE - SO - PRO YES -

WITH - MY - TOLLFREE - LOVING IT -

GOT - MY - REFUND - OF - WILDLIFE -

FOOD - $10.10 - WITH - TAX - ON THE -

AMAZON - GIFT CARD - NOT 2/3 HRS -

MAYBE - AFTER - 1 HR - I - DIDN'T -

BELIEVE - SOONER - SO - I'M YES -

ORDERING - MARUCHAN - BEEF -

NOODLES - VEGETABLES ALSO -

ADD - HOT - WATER - TOTAL -

12 - FOR - $4.62 - AND - EBT -

GETTING - 24 - HUB LOCKER -

LA FITNESS - 2ND - FLOOR 2 -

YESTERDAY - ATE - 6 CHOCOLATE -

DONUTS - PUBLIX - $3.99 - THAT's -

IT - RAN - OUT - OF - CRYSTAL - LT -

LIGHT - SWEET - TEA - BUT - GOT -

MY - VEGAN - HYDRATION STUFF -

THAT - WILL - B - MY - FOOD FOR -

TODAY - 4 - KICKED - OUT - OF -

GOV'T - CENTER - THEY - YES -

REMOVED - OUR - FOOD - SUPPLY -

BUT - THEY - PLANTED - SO - AS -

WE - FIRE - ALL - POLICE - FR 50 -

STATES - REMOVED - OF - HAND -

CUFFS - FIREARMS - WITH - YES -

SEVERENCE - PAY - CRIMINAL -

RECORD -

PLEASE - APPLY - 4 - ADDITIONAL -

MILITARY - FORCE - MILITARY YES -

WEAPONS - FULLY - AUTO - STRAP -

MACHINE - GUNS - LIGHTWEIGHT -

LESS - THAN - TIC TAC - SIZE YES -

BULLETS - HIGHER - WAGER PER -

HOUR - 30 MIN - LUNCH

5 CONSECUTIVE - DAYS

THEY - ALSO - MUST - OBEY - THE -

TRAFFIC - LAWS - REMOVING - AX -

FR - FIREMEN - ALSO - THEY WILL -

B - USING - AIR - NOT - WATER - 2 -

END - FIRE - LIKE - EUROPE - FOR -

IN - MY - COUNTRY - WE - USE AIR -

NOT - WATER - IN - RICH - AREAS -

LIKE - MAKATI - PHILIPPINES - PH -

SO - USING - INFLATABLE - NECK -

AND - STRAP - THIGHS - WHAT TO -

WEAR - 2 - SLEEP - SIDEWAYS - AT -

R SIDE - CAN - BREATHE - BETTER -

SIDE - SLEEPING - BRAIN - CAN -

FUNCTION - BETTER - WHILE U -

ARE - SLEEPING - VERY ACTIVE -

THEN - ONLY - SIDE - SLEEPERS -

INCREASE - BRAIN - HEALTH -

AND - BRAIN - CAN B ACTIVE -

DURING - SLEEPING - SWEET

DESKTOP - DOWNLOAD - FREE - LIGHTSHOT -

SCREEN - CAPTURE - THIGHS - STRAP - GET -

NECK - PILLOW - WHILE - SLEEPING - SITT'G -

DOWN - BOTH - END - PAIN - OF - LOWER -

BACK - SHOULDERS - HIPS - ALSO - WITH -

NO NECK - PILLOW - YOU'RE - ALWAYS -

HEAD - GOING - DOWN - THAT's - VERY -

DANGEROUS - NECK - PILLOW - STOPS -

THAT - ALSO - WHILE - WORKING - PC -

STOPS - SLEEPINESS - ALSO - SO YOU -

CAN - CONCENTRATE - BETTER - ADD -

SHEA MOISTURE - VOLUMIZING - YES -

MOUSE - MY - FAVORITE - SUPER HAI -

EXPENSIVE - RIGHT - NOW - SO - I'M -

TRYING - THIS - INSTEAD - LOVE - AS -

SHEA WHITNEY - KRISTEN McGOWAN -

WHEN - THEY - SHARE - AMAZON - US -

STUFF - NON-SPONSORED - HOW -

ABOUT - THIS - WHAT - THEY - DO -

RELOCATION - SPECIALTY

I'M - HIRING - BOTH - 2 YES - SHOP -

AMAZON - WHAT - I'M - LOOKING 4 -

PAYING - THEM - PER - HOUR - AND -

PAYING - 4 - THE - PRODUCTS

KRISTEN - AND - DIY MOMMY - OF -

CANADA - LOVE - IKEA - WILL PAY -

BOTH - ALSO - PER - HOUR - 2 BUY -

AT - IKEA - AND - PAY - THE - IKEA -

PRODUCTS - WITH - KRISTEN AND -

DIY - MEANING - MORE - PLACES 2 -

GO 2 - THEY - WILL - NEED -

STUDIOS - 2 - SHOWCASE WHAT -

THEY - BOUGHT - FR - CANADA's -

IKEA - SO - BUYING CASTLES - FR -

CANADA - FORGOT - WHERE -

KRISTEN McGOWAN - IS BUT -

LOOKS - LIKE - FOR -

GBC - TV STUDIOS -

AS - KRISTEN McGOWAN - DESIGNS -

A - BEDROOM - A - KITCHEN - WITH -

AMAZON - PRODUCTS - IKEA - YES -

PRODUCTS - WE - CAN - PROVIDE -

CREW - BUT - FOUND - OUT THAT -

KRISTEN - IS - CANADIAN - ALSO -

AMAZING - MOST - LIKELY LIVES -

IN - CANADA - BUT - SHE - DID -

MENTION - MANHATTAN - NY -

BUT MAYBE - LAKE HOUSE IN -

CANADA - SO - EITHER - NEW -

YORK - OR - CANADA - WILL -

STILL - WORK - SO - HOPE 2 -

MEET - HER - DIY MOMMY - PAY -

BOTH - PER - HOUR - AND 2 BUY -

DECORATE - PLACES - IN - MY -

CASTLES - FR - WHAT BOUGHT -

AT - AMAZON - AND - IKEA - SO -

THIS - CAN - B - AMAZING - AS -

BIBLE - 'MONEY ANSWERS ALL' -

RELOCATION - SPECIALTY

RELOCATION - SPECIALISTS

OUR - COUNTRIES OF BIRTH

WE'LL - GO - FROM - THERE

EARLY - THIS - MORNING - LIKE

5A - OR - 4:45A - 2 - ASK - ME IF

I - NEED - MONEY - I - SAID - ME

RECEIVES - SOCIAL - SECURITY

DISABILITY - I - HAVE - MONEY

BUT - RIGHT - NOW - I HAVEN'T

EATEN - THIS - DAY - MONDAY

YESTERDAY - SUNDAY - MOM'S - DAY -

4 - BEEF - EMPANADAS - BOUGHT - 4 -

ME - HISPANIC - MALE - GAVE ME - $5 -

4 - COFFEE - BOUGHT - 6 CHOCOLATE -

DONUTS - INSTEAD - WITH - PUBLIX -

$1 - TALL - NATURAL SPRING WATER -

TODAY - HAVEN'T - EATEN - THUS IT -

LOOKS - LIKE - JUST - HYDRATION -

POWDERS - BUT - INTERMITTENT -

FASTING - HAS - CHANGED - ME -

I'M - NO - LONGER - LONGING - 4 -

FOOD - NOT - NEEDY - I - WATCH -

RAINA - AND - ROCKSTAR EATER -

THEY'RE - MY - FOOD - I - USED 2 -

B - SO - HUNGRY - ALL THE TIME -

GAINED - WEIGHT - NO - THAT - I -

ATE - ONCE - 12P - 6P - DAILY IT -

HAS - CHANGED - ME - I'M - NO -

LONGER - DESPERATELY - HUNGRY -

ANYMORE - 3 WEEKS - AND - I'M XO -

VERY - SATISFIED - HAVEN'T EATEN -

SINCE - 6P EDT - YESTERDAY - I'M XO -

MORE - THAN - FINE - LOVE - LOVE -

INTERMITTENT FASTING - BRICKELL -

CITY - CENTRE - MALLS - IN FLORIDA -

LESS THAN - 1 HOUR - AND - ONLY -

ONCE - IN - MALLS - LAW - OF - FL -

STATES - BODY LOITERING - AS -

HOMELESS - ESPECIALY - BODY -

LOITERING - IN - PRIVATE - FLORIDA -

PROPERTIES - NON-OPEN - CARRY & -

27TH - US - STATE - TEXAS - 28TH - & -

OPEN - CARRY - 31ST - CALIFORNIA -

AS - NO - LONGER - SLAVES - STATE -

INDEPENDENT - DEMOCRATIC - PARTY

50 STATES

BY - INTERNET - BRINGING - YOU - THE -

BEST - OF - THE - BEST

VALENTINO

CHANNEL

LOUIS VUITTON

CHRISTIAN DIOR

MOST - EXCLUSIVE - MODELS

RUNWAYS - INTERVIEWS - AS

WE - ALSO - HAVE - AUTHENTIC

SIGNED - CERTIFICATES - FROM

COUTURE - DESIGNERS

FREE - NEXT - DAY

BUT - HDG - BANKS - OFFERING

HDG - BUYERS - APP - FREE

DESIGNERS - COUTURE

ART - MUSIC - HISTORY

WE - BUY - BACK - BY - MONEY

MARKET - OR - AMOUT - PAID

WHATEVER - IS - HIGHER TAX

PAID - INCLUDING - JEWELRY

SO - WHEN - TIME - 2 - SELL U

NEED - MONEY - WE WILL BUY

WHAT - WE - SOLD - YOU - YES

HDG - BUYS - APP - FREE

U - BOUGHT - MICROWAVES

SMEG - REFRIGERATOR AND

SMALL - APPLIANCES - WASHERS

DRYERS - SODA - REFRIGERATORS

WE'LL - BUY - THEM - BACK SAME

MONEY - MARKE - OR - AMOUNT

U - PAID - TAX - PAID - FREE 24/7

PICK UP - FULLY - UNIFORMED &

WHITE - GLOVES - BECAUSE -

DECLUTTERING - IS - WILDLY -

EXCITING - MONEY - BACK - 2 -

LIFE - IS - EATING - EATING - & -

ENJOYING - OUR - HEALTH - & -

WELLBEING - DECLUTTERING -

WONDERFULLY - UPLIFTING & -

CLEAN - AND - MORE - SPACE -

IS - BLISS - MODERN - LIVING -

MODERN - SPACING - ITS YES -

EXCITING - COMING - IS - HAI -

MORE - INTERNET - THAN -

EXPENSIVE SHOP'G MALLS -

BUILDING - NEXT - 2 EMPTY -

LOT - IS - BUILDING OF YES -

CHASE - BANK - THEY CAN -

TRANSFER - 2 - MARY BRICKELL -

VILLAGE - NO - PROBLEM - ALSO -

MAGIC - KINGDOM - MEDICAL -

CENTERS - VARIOUS - AGES AS -

WE - BUY - SW 7 ST - SMALL FL -

STORES - AND - PARKING - LOT -

MAKE - A - TALLER - BETTER FL -

OUTDOOR - MALL - NO - TEENS -

KIDS - 12 AND YOUNGER - AND -

18 AND OLDER - SOUNDPROOFED -

PER - FLOOR - RED - PANDA - AS A -

BIG - PLUSH - DELIGHTING - KIDS -

AND - PREGNANT - FEMALES - I'M -

2 - MALE - TWINS - 2ND MARRIAGE -

BABY - BOY - AND - IT - AFFECTED -

MY - PREGNANCY - STRONG MALE -

TEENS - OF - SPANISH - SPEAKING -

AFFECTED ME - AND - I - LOST MY -

DONATED - BOTTLE - BABY - BOY -

06 APRIL 2023 - BUT - APP - SAID -

2ND - FINGER - 40 BOYS - LEFT 4 -

ME - B 4 - AGE 80 - SO - I'M - NOT -

SCARED - MALE TWINS - ALSO -

INCLUDED - IN - THAT - COUNT -

LIKE - SEOUL - KOREA - INTRODUCING -

EMBLEMS - NECKLACES - BRACELETS -

4 - PREGNANT - FEMALES - THE COUNT -

OR - NO - COUNT - SO - WE - WILL - YES -

RECOGNIZE - MONTHS OF PREGNANCY -

TALL - OUTDOOR - SHOPPING - MALL -

COMING - THERE - 24/7 - WE - WILL FL -

BANCRUPT - BRICKELL - CITY CENTRE -

THEY'RE - SECURITY - EMPLOYEES -

WILL - NOT - B - ALLOWED - OUR FL -

MALL - ELECTRONICALLY - WE WILL -

CONTROL - THEM - SO - THEY WON'T -

COME - NEAR - PUSH - CARTS - ARE -

FREE - FOODS - FREE - DRINKS FREE -

ICE CREAM - FREE - DESSERTS - TOO -

EACH - FLOOR - FREE - PUSH CARTS -

2 - DELIGHT - EVERYONE - LOTS - OF -

FREE - FOODS - DRINKS

FREE - BALLET - CLASSES

FREE - KIDS - TUTORS

FREE - COLLEGE - TUTORS

24/7 - HOLIDAYS

OUTDOOR - MALL - ESCALATORS -

ELEVATORS - INN - GROCERIES 2 -

AGE 12 AND YOUNGER

AGE 18 AND OLDER

DISNEY - PIXAR - MASCOT

'TURNING - RED' - THE CA

CANADIAN - CHINESE AND

THE - RED - PANDA - PLUSH - ALL

FLOORS - 4 - KIDS - PREGNANT 2

K POP - FLOOR - ALSO - 4 - STORES

CAFES - GRILLS - READY - 4 - WHEN

WE - INVITE - 4 - SMALL - CONCERTS

0400 - 4A - 0500 - 5A - 0600 - 6A

1 HR - FREE - BUFFET - 4 - TICKET

HOLDERS - ALL SHOPS OF FLOOR

OPEN - BUFFET - DURING - STAGE

SHOW - WHILE - PERFORMING - A

NO-SOUND - FIREWORKS DISPLAY

30 MIN - VERY - SHORT CONCERT

STARS - STAYING - IN - OUR - INN

INSIDE - AS - THEY - FINISH SOON

BUFFET - CONTINUOUS AFTER AS

SHOPS - REMAIN - OPEN 4 AWHILE

STORES - FILLED - WITH - ITEMS FR

STARS - CLOTHES - 2 - CHANGE - TO

SHOES - MORE - 2 B - WELL DRESSED

K POP - FLOOR - 4 - PERFORMANCES

MORE - BEHAVED - FANS - 19 AND

OLDER - KOREAN - DRINKING YES

AGE - HONORED - ALCOHOL - WILL

BE - SERVED - LIGHT - SOJU - LOW

CALORIES - COCKTAILS - THE BEST

NO - NATION - WILL - BIND - US YES

ILLEGALLY - WITH - THEIR - LAWS

'IMMUNITY - OF - CITIZENS' - USA

SO - WE - DON'T - NEED - FLORIDA

MALLS - SKIPING - DOLPHIN - MALL

NEXT - 2 - MIAMI's - IKEA - JUST YES

DOING - THEM - NEVER - RETURN'G

2 - AVENTURA - MALL - BECAUSE IT

IS BODY - LOITERING AS HOMELESS

JESUS - IS - LORD

2023 - YEAR - OF - THE - MAXIMUM

ALL - LEVELS - ATTAINABLE - NICE

DR JERRY SAVELLE

[survey--s]

478.

Was your childhood wasted by something? The only thing I’d change is how much time I spent in childcare - both my parents were pretty focused on work and it meant that, at times, it felt like they didn’t have much time left for me.

Would you rather die during an adventure or die like a normal person? I want to die in my sleep - totally oblivious.

Have your parents ever put you on a diet? Not a diet as such, but they were hyper-focused on healthy eating when I was growing up and it could be a bit...extreme sometimes.

Have your parents ever tried to commit suicide? Not to my knowledge.

Do you have a gag reflex? Yeah - a really sensitive one.

Do you ever fantasize about trying drugs? I’m too paranoid about the consequences to ever do drugs, but if I knew I could try them all safely with no potential to become addicted etc, I absolutely would.

Have you ever put gum in someone’s hair? No. I did put it in my own fringe once though lol.

Would you rather have sex before you’re married or wait till marriage? I’m glad I didn’t wait until marriage.

Have you ever not gone to school, just because? Not school, but I skipped a lot of university simply because I couldn’t be arsed. Do you know anyone who can play the bagpipes? No, I don’t think so?

Have you ever let someone hit you? Playfully, sure.

Do you own a hand warmer? No.

Do you have friends in other states/countries? Sure, mostly online friends.

Do you ever pay attention during church? I never go to church.

Have you ever broke a window? No.

When was the last time you freaked someone out? I have absolutely no idea.

Have you ever gone on a date with a weirdo? Hahah, yes.

Who’s the last person you called a bitch? I have no idea.

Do you drink kool-aid? I’ve never had it before.

Have you ever dropped something hot on your foot? Yeah, I did that just the other day actually lol.

Do you watch porn?: No. I tried it once and it just made me laugh lol. Have you ever missed someone you hated? Sure.

Is anyone in your family disabled? No.

What do you want for Christmas? Uh, we’re only in March, but I guess money? I would be asking for riding stuff but my instructor is having to stop at the end of next month and I’m GUTTED.

How many moles do you have? Hundreds. I’ve always had them.

Do you make your bed everyday? Yeah, I make it every morning before I leave for work.

Do you know how to ride a bike? Sure.

Do you own any comic books? No. I remember buying the Beano every week as a kid though.

What is the nastiest dare you have ever committed? I never liked playing that game.

Do you know anyone who has been raped? Yes.

Are you an atheist? Yes.

Have you ever owned a goldfish? No.

Who was the last person to call you beautiful? Uhh, probably my husband.

How many times have you been stung by a bee? Just the once. I’m more scared of hornets to be honest - nasty fuckers lol.

What was the last flavor of gum you chewed? Spearmint.

When was the last time you used tape? Uh, last week but I’ll need to use some later as I have a treat box I need to make up for posting tomorrow.

When was the last time you said fuck? Today.

Have you ever stolen something? Yeah, but nothing huge.

What’s the last movie you watched? Lord of the Rings: Return of the King.

Who’s the last person you watched a movie with? Does the dog count? lol.

Where were you yesterday at 5 PM? Right here, probably doing the same thing I’m doing now lol.

Who would you like to kiss right now? I’m good.

When was the last time you had tic tacs? Years ago. I only ever really liked the orange and lime ones.

When was the last time you ate chicken? Uhh...I want to say Wednesday, maybe?

Who was the last person you told to ‘Shut the fuck up’ to? Mike lol.

Why were you last nervous? Taking Archie to the vets on Tuesday. Thankfully it appears his lump is shrinking so even if it needs removing, hopefully it’s not cancer.

Whose pants did you last take off? Mine.

When was the last time you were disturbed? I don’t remember.

Why did you last feel awkward? I had to drop a dog off to a client who was organising his dad’s funeral :/ how do you even behave in that scenario lol.

When was the last time you got in a fight with your best friend? We’ve never had a proper fight.

Have you ever asked someone for a tampon? Yes.

Who was the last person you read a book to? Uhh, I don’t know. I’ve maybe read an extract to my mum?

Who is the person you say the most naughtiest things to? Mike.

Who was the last person to send you a letter? Susie.

Do you like cupcakes or muffins more? It depends on my mood.

Have you ever pushed someone on purpose? Yeah.

Have you ever slapped someone in the face? Yeah, in self-defence and in play.

[golbrocklovely]

let me give yall a bit of a life update since i feel like i haven't been on here all that much.

(omg this is so long, there's a tldr at the bottom if you feel like just reading that instead of all of this lol)

so first off, sorry i haven't been responding that often to yall on here. here's why:

the store i work at is expanding and i went from working 2/3 days a week (i'm part time and only do freight) to 4 days a week. i had to negotiate with my manager bc she wanted me to start working full time suddenly but only for the length of the expansion. and i literally had to tell her no bc you're not about to do that to me with no notice and one top of that, yall don't pay me enough. pay me more and i'll gladly stay longer.

so we settled on four days a week lol bc god forbid our store hits our 5 mil sales goal, apparently none of us can get a raise…

my body is in so much pain from working longer and more often. i'm literally moving shelving units and climbing latters and just overall doing so much physical labor. i'm eating advils like they're tic-tacs lol

and then on top of all of this, my sleep schedule is atrocious. basically i stay up from midnight all the way my work hours, then i come home, maybe stay up for two hours after that, and then pass out until midnight all over again. it's the absolute worst for so many reasons, mostly bc i'm tired and want to sleep more but my body just… won't. i'm like a partial insomniac.

and then with work, we have more ppl coming in to help us build the store, and while they are good at their job… they're annoying. so the one girl that's been working with us is from another store and idk if she's a manager there or is planning to be one soon bc she kinda gives off the energy of someone that acts like they know everything but truly doesn't. like, i've been at my store for three years, i know everything. you, however, do not. so she was helping me in my section for the past couple days and it was fine to some extent, but i will say the one thing that she does is literally make things more complicated than it needs to be and it is frustrating beyond belief.

like the other days, the dm that's been in our store helping told her to take the two sections from around the corner and just move them over into this four part section. the other two empty sections were then gonna be filled by stuff i needed. okay? you get that? bc somehow… she didn't. or wanted to do her own thing or IDK BUT IT WAS DUMB. bc what ended up happening is instead of just copying what the two sections looked like and just replicating it onto this longer section, she decided to add new things in from this big gondala that we have full of beauty products (i work in beauty in case i never said that). and while she made it look nice, i just don't get it. bc what she was trying to do what copy how her store looked, so she was saying "oh this has to be hung up and this doesn't" and i'm like………. why are you making this more difficult than it needs to be???

she also had the planagram on her phone, basically what the layout of the store will look like when everything is done. i needed to see it so i could learn what was on my two sections next to her. i knew the one was kid's makeup, but i wanted to be sure that the next section was makeup containers, bc i thought that's what the dm said but i wasn't sure. she showed the planagram to me once but extremely briefly. then when i asked her again when i was about to do the section, bc she had only showed it to me so quickly that i forgot, she started acting as if she didn't know or that i should go ask the dm. and i'm just like…. show me your phone. you have the layout on there, let me see it. so she did, and i was like, oh okay it is makeup containers and she literally said "is it tho?" ?????????????? what the fuck do you mean is it tho???? like, can you not read?

(also i just remembered this while reading this back, we had to go to the back of the store where all of our products are bc the dm wanted us to pull stuff from back there too. went back there, all we have currently is shirts and socks, but we had one thing of makeup containers and i went to grab it and she LITERALLY TOLD ME NOT TO. even tho the dm had told her what goes in each section not even a minute prior. AND SHE HAD IT ON HER PHONE. so when i ended up doing the makeup containers i had to go to the back and get them even tho i have been back there already)

it's just… everything with her was like walking thru mud. everything was just so slow but for no reason. you wanna drag your feet at work, i don't care about that. but why are you making it more difficult for me than it has to be???? it was like she was a terrible communicator.

speaking of, the dm is exactly that. that man literally won't talk to me. even tho the beauty (and also clothing) section is mine, he was telling her all the info on what to do. and ONLY to her. i need to make it apparent that he would be talking to her on what to do next but only saying it loud enough for her to hear even tho i was right next to him. he would literally turn his back to me and talk to her. and then when she would try to relay the info back to me, it was like talking to a wall.

on top of that, he got on my last nerve the other week bc he wanted me to help out in another section, which i was fine with. but the manager that was supposed to be with me (aka the one that knew what the fuck to do in that section) was helping the dude delivering the palettes come in so i was just stuck walking around until he was done. eventually my general manager was just like "go put out this rack of stuff wherever you can". cool. i go to grab it, start walking out on the floor, and by this point the manager i need for the other section is done. i didn't know that tho. so all of the sudden the dm comes up to me and says "no, you're not doing that. i told you to help out this manager with that section" in a super disrespectful tone. and it took everything in me to not be a bitch to him.

first off, you ain't even my dm, so fuck off with that attitude. secondly, don't talk to me that way. you barely talk to me at all so like…. maybe consider picking a better tone next time. and thirdly, i was following MY general manager's direction. get mad at her, not me asshole.

i think my main issue with him is that everyone in our store likes him. they think this man is the fucking bees knees. and the only reason they think that is bc they're all managers and bc he was in earlier a month ago shoving shit out that we had in the back when the construction was about to start. all of my managers were like "oh he's amazing bc look at all the stuff he got out that we didn't think we had room to put out" and i'm just like…. i have to redo my whole section bc he made it look like shit bc he thinks he's good at what he does when in reality all he can do is shove product out that no one ends up buying bc it looks like ass.

and don't even get me started on the customers. actually, they haven't been too bad, just an usual amount of annoying lol

i think that's everything. sorry this was super long and not really necessary for you guys to read. i just wanted to vent bc i literally don't have friends besides my mom but she hears me everyday when i get home from work anyway. hopefully the expansion is done soon so i can get some rest before the holidays start up and i start doing overnights.

TLDR: i'm working a lot more at my store bc of an expansion and sleeping basically anytime i have off so that's why i'm not on here as often. also my dm and new coworker (for the time being bc they're not actually a part of my store) are fucking annoying and terrible communicators.

[waitimcomingtoo]

Viral

Pairing: Tom Holland x reader

Requested by @hstyleswritten : you and Tom make tik toks on set that test your friendship

Masterlist

“Hi tik tok.” You waved to your camera. “I’m not sure who’s gonna see this but I wanted to announce that I’ll be playing Black Cat in the MCU going forward. I just saw that the news broke online and-“

“-and she’s my girlfriend.” Tom jumped on your couch and wrapped his arms around you. “Did she tell you she’s my girlfriend? I finally got one.”

“All right, relax.” You chuckled as you playfully pushed Tom off of you. “I’m his girlfriend in the movies. Tom and I are just friends.”

“Why’d you have to kill my vibe?” He teased as he hugged you again. “Who is this video for anyway?”

“It’s for tik tok.” You told him.

“Oh. Hi tic tac!” He waved to your camera, making you burst out laughing.

“No it’s not…you know what? It doesn’t even matter. Bye tik tok.” You waved goodbye.

“Bye tic tac! Are they sponsoring you?” Tom asked as you posted the video.

“Uh uh.” You said sarcastically. “Tic Tac is sponsoring me. I get free breath mints for life.”

“Really?” Tom gasped. “You’re so lucky.”

“I’m joking.” You laughed. I don’t think they sponsor anyone. Wait, look. I already got a few thousand followers.”

Tom looked at your phone and patted your back to show he was impressed.

“Wow.” He smiled. “Look at you.”

“Please.” You rolled your eyes. “They’re following for you.”

“Darling, don’t be ridiculous.” Tom tutted as he pinched your cheeks. “They’re following to see this pretty face.”

“No.” You giggled as you pulled out of his grasp. “It’s for you.”

“We should make more of these.” Tom suggested.

“Oh, trust me.” You told him. “I plan to.”

~

“Hi Tik Tok. I’m on set right now. I can’t show you anything or I will be smited but look who I’m with.” You grinned as you rested your head on Toms shoulder and panned the camera to him.

“Hi.” Tom smiled at you. “What’s this for?”

“Tik tok.” You told him. “Say hi.”

“Hi tik tok.” Tom waved. “What is tik tok anyway?”

“It’s a dating app.” You told him casually as you posed.

“What?” He stammered, his jealously getting the better of him.

“I’m kidding.” You chuckled, making him sigh in relief. “It’s kinda like vine. Remember vine?”

“Is that that thing you showed me with the “road work ahead” guy?” Tom wondered, always confused with changing technology.

“Yeah, that’s it.” You laughed again at his choice of references.

“Uh, I sure hope it does.” Tom quoted in the style of the vine. “Was that good?”

“That was perfect.” You complimented, smiling at how he looked to you for approval. “I’m so posting this.”

Tom leaned on his hand and watched you fondly as you uploaded the video.

“How many followers do you have, love?” He asked as he gazed at you.

“13 million.” You showed him your phone and shook it proudly.

“Wow.” His eyes widened. “Already?”

“What can I say? They all want to see this pretty face.” You teased as you pinched his cheeks, just as he did to you.

“Unhand me, woman.” He laughed. “That’s seriously impressive. I can’t believe my best friend is the face of tic tacs.”

You rolled your eyes at his joke as he laughed at himself before checking the comments on your latest video.

~

“Okay I’ve been getting a bunch of comments to do more tik toks with Tom so I’m gonna pull some pranks on him.” You said as you set up your phone. “He should be coming to my trailer any minute.”

Soon enough, Tom opened your trailer door and set a package of baby carrots and some hummus on your counter.

“Hey.” You said stiffly, keeping your eyes on your phone.

“Hi beautiful.” Tom smiled at you. “Whatcha up to?”

“Nothing.” You mumbled. “Just sitting here.”

“Are you okay? You seem upset.” Tom noticed. You flicked your eyes to the camera and smirked a little before going in for the kill.

“You could have been nicer to be today.” You said quietly, still keeping your eyes down.

Toms eyes widened before filling with sadness as he took a seat next to you in the couch.

“I’m sorry, princess. What did I do that made you feel like that?” He apologized as he rubbed your back.

“Nothing. I don’t want to talk about it.” You said coldly as you turned away from him.

“Is this because I said my butt looked bigger in my suit than yours looked in your suit?” Tom asked, making you break.

“You didn’t say that.” You laughed as you turned around.

“But I’ve been thinking it all day.” He grimaced, resulting in you hitting him with a pillow.

“You think I didn’t see you camera?” He laughed as he pointed to your phone. “You’re making a clip clop.”

“It’s a Tik Tok.” You corrected as you hit him with another pillow. “And I hate you.”

“Guys. Send help.” Tom said as he grabbed your phone. “My best friend is trying to kill me.”

Tom let out a scream as you chased him but the video ending and perfectly cut off his scream. You burst out laughing when you watched it back and added some hashtags before posting it.

“How many followers are you at now?” He asked once you caught up to him and tackled him onto the bed.

“23 million.” You told him as you shook your phone in his face.

“Wow. All thanks to me.” He pretended to flip some hair behind his shoulder.

“Shut up.” You shoved him playfully. “I’m so gonna get you back for this.”

~

Your plan to get Tom back went into motion the following week when the two of you were hanging out in his trailer.

You set the camera up and gave it a thumbs up before putting your feet back in his lap. You watched him scrolling on his phone for a moment before letting out a loud sigh.

“Are you all right?” Tom immediately noticed your sigh.

“I’m fine.” You said flatly.

“You don’t sound fine.” Tom insisted as he rubbed his thumb against your ankle.

“I am.” You shrugged. “It doesn’t matter.”

“If somethings bothering you, it matters to me.” Tom said gently.

“Whatever.” You grumbled. “Don’t worry about it.”

Tom pouted for a moment when he realized he wouldn’t be getting through to you before an idea came to him. He sudden yanked you by the ankles onto his lap and began to tickle your sides.

“Are you fine now?” He teased as you burst into laughter. “Does this feel fine?”

“You can stop now.” You said between fits of laughter. “I’m okay. It was for a tik tok.”

“You’re making another tik tok?” He asked as he found the camera.

“Yup.” You smiled proudly as you reached for the camera. “Bye guys!”

~

Knowing Tom was in the eating area, you went to see him with another idea for a video. You discreetly set up your phone next to Tom before going through with your plan.

“Hi Tommy.” You greeted him as you wrapped your arms around his neck. You placed a kiss on his cheek before sitting down.

“Hi. Aw.” He chuckled fondly and rubbed your back as you sat down. “What was that for?”

“I just wanted to kiss you.” You shrugged.

“Aw.” He repeated as his cheeks heated up. “Thank you.”

Just as you hoped, Tom leaned in to kiss your cheek. You smiled warmly at him before wiping the kiss off with your sleeve.

“Did you just wipe it off?” Toms smile fell when he saw what you did.

“Hm?” You hummed as you leaned on your hand.

“You wiped my kiss off.” He repeated, visibly offended now.

“Sorry. It was a little wet.” You shrugged.

“So are my eyes in two minutes if you don’t let me give you another one.” Tom pouted.

“All right.” You agreed. “Try not to soak me this time.”

Tom kissed your cheek again and you gave it a minute before wiping it off.

“Oh My God.” He gasped and got up. “I’ve never been this insulted in my life.”

“Wait.” You laughed as you grabbed his hand. “Come back. It was for a tik tok.”

“Again?” He smiled in relief as he sat back down. “How do I keep falling for these?”

“I don’t know, but I’m glad you do.” You chuckled. “You’re getting me a lot of followers.”

“I’m telling you and tik tok right now.” Tom pointed at the camera. “I’m never falling for one again.”

“Yeah right.” You snorted. “He so is.”

And he so did.

“Hey.” You said causally as you walked in to Toms hotel room and found his sitting on the bed.

“Hi.” He said back as you knelt down in from of him. “Oh? What are we doing?”

“Just sit back.” You smiled at him, his eyes widening as you spread his legs apart. He leaned over to see what you were doing right as you picked up a pen you had planted under his bed earlier.

“Thanks.” You held up the pen. “I’ve been looking everywhere for this.”

“Wait, what?” Tom sputtered as you got up from the floor. “That’s it?”

“What’s it?” You asked innocently as you clicked the pen a few times.

“You were just getting a pen?” He gulped as he crossed his legs.

“What did you think I was doing?” You played dumb as you looked at him through your lashes.

“Nothing.” Tom said skeptically as he took a pillow from the bed and placed it over his lap.

“Doesn’t sound like nothing.” You tilted your head to the side.

“It doesn’t matter.” Tom muttered as he held the pillow down.

“Uh huh.” You nodded. “Is there a reason you’re crossing your legs?”

“No. For an unrelated reason, I have to use the bathroom.” He got up quickly, keeping the pillow where it was as he ran to the bathroom. You grabbed your phone and saved the video to your drafts, smirking to yourself as you watched it back. You posted it just as a very sheepish Tom came out of the bathroom.

“Good evening.” He said stiffly as he held his hands behind his back.

“Hey.” You chuckled. “Feeling better?”

“Yes.” He narrowed his eyes at you. “I do.”

“Good.” You smirked. “Glad to hear it.”

“You’re sneaky.” He pointed at you accusingly. “You’re a sneaky little snake and I don’t appreciate it.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You shrugged simply.

“Oh, don’t you?” Tom mimicked you.

“Tom, come on. This isn’t fair.” You sighed. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Stop being so hard on me.”

“I hate you.” Tom said decidedly as you giggled shamelessly. “I seriously hate you.”

“Aw. But I love you.” You pouted as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Yeah, right.” He scoffed. “Was that for that stupid app?”

“Yep.” You popped the p. “Thanks for 30 million followers, by the way.”

“30 million?” He asked. “You’re gonna have to do something huge to get to 50 million.”

“Oh, don’t worry.” You told him. “I have just the thing.”

~

“Okay, Toms in the bathroom but he’s coming back any second. This has been the most requested one by far, so I’m gonna do it.” You smiled nervously. “This is the “kissing my best friend” challenge.”

Your hands shook as you set your phone up on the nightstand just as Tom came out of the bathroom.

“Come here.” You pulled Tom by the hand until he was next to you on the bed. “I wanna show you this song.”

Your thighs and shoulders were brushing as Electric Love played, a small smile resting on Toms lips as he listened to it.

“This is a nice song.” Tom said softly as he turned to you. “Do you like it?”

“Yeah. I really like it.” You mumbled as you pulled his face to yours and kissed him. Toms eyes widened in surprise before fluttering shut. He kissed you back eagerly, placing his hands over yours to keep you close. He pulled away after a moment and rested his forehead against yours, sighing happily as the music stopped.

“Did you actually want to kiss me or was that for a video?” He asked suddenly.

“Both.” You giggled before kissing him again. “I’ve been wanting to do that for a while now. Tik tok just gave me a perfect opportunity.”

“So that was real?” He asked hopefully. “That wasn’t one of your pranks?”

“No.” You shook your head, your noses brushing against each other. “It was not a prank.”

“Thank god.” He sighed in relief and covered your face in kisses. “I was planning on kissing you, by the way. I just hadn’t gotten around to it yet.”

“Uh huh.” You humored him as you uploaded the video. “Sure you were.”

“I was.” He insisted. “I had a whole speech planned.”

“Really?” You looked at him. “Tell me your speech?”

“Something along the lines of you’re beautiful, you’re magical, and I want to be your boyfriend more than anything.” He shrugged casually. “No biggie.”

“Aw. Too bad you were too chicken to say it.” You teased.

“Shut up.” Tom laughed. “I was gonna get there.”

“Look.” You showed him your phone. “I posted that less than five minutes ago and it already went viral.”

“What did I tell you?” Tom sighed happily.

“You told me what?” You looked at him curiously. He chuckled a little and pinched your cheeks.

“It’s all because of that pretty face.”

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morning sickness (pregnancy series)

⚠️emetophobia warning⚠️ a/n: sorry for the lack of posts I’ve been away with awful WiFi 

Series masterlist

George:

The sickness throughout the first part of my pregnancy has been awful and has lasted all of the first trimester and into the second trimester. Every morning I wake up feeling so nauseous and throw up most days not really for any real reason. George has been so good and will try his best to take care of me.

This morning I woke up feeling extra nauseous from the second I opened my eyes so I knew it would be a bad day which happens sometimes but it isn't any fun thats for sure. I felt so awful that I couldn't move but at the same time I really needed to try and eat and drink something to make me feel a little better which is a constant battle that I have with myself.

I stayed in bed until the nausea took over and I had to quickly move George's arm off me so that I could run to the bathroom. I threw up more than I ever thought I could before resting against the sink to regain some composure even though I still felt awful. I threw up again before George came in still half asleep but concerned.

"Are you doing ok?" He asked even though he knew the answer

"Not really" I replied

"How many times have you been sick?" He asked

"Two so far" I answered

He got down on the floor with me and rubbed my back for a minute before going to go and get water for me to sip like he always does. I rested my head on his shoulder and just let him hold me which was the only thing that seemed to help me feel a little better.

When I recovered a little bit we went downstairs so that I could try and eat something but as soon as we got to the kitchen just the smell of the cat made all the nausea come flooding back so I went right back to the bathroom and threw up again. It's is going to be one of those awful days again.

Dream:

I have been so lucky that I haven't really felt too nauseous but there are some days especially at the moment where I feel quick sick. On one of those days like today I normally stay in bed or on the sofa doing nothing under strict orders from Clay who won't let me push myself too far because he wants me to take care fo myself.

This morning I curled up to Clay while he was still asleep because I was feeling pretty bad and he makes me feel better even if its all in my head. He woke up as I moved closer to him and looked at me to see what I was doing.

"You ok there?" He asked

"I feel sick" I replied

"Do you think you are going to throw up or just feel sick?" He asked

"I probably won't throw up but I feel pretty bad" I said

That was enough for him and he lifted me up carrying me to the living room and putting me down on the sofa before going to the kitchen where he came back with water. Which he gave me as he got on the sofa behind he so that he could cuddle me.

We spent the whole day cuddled together on the sofa watching films and Clay cancelled his plans for the day or pushed them back until this evening so that he could take care of me.

Sapnap:

I have struggled so much with sickness throughout the pregnancy so far an not even just nausea I throw up multiple times a day. It's awful and just so exhausting but I can't sleep because I feel so sick which is just the worst endless cycle. Sapnap tries his best to help me and be there for me but he hates watching people throw up which I understand but he is there for me when I'm not throwing up.

This morning I was doing pretty good and hadn't thrown up yet and I've been up for about 45 minutes which is quite unusual for me I have even made myself some breakfast which normally makes me throw up but maybe I'm slowly getting over this sickness. I went to wash the dishes but as soon as I got the washing up liquid open the smell sent me right back to my constant state of sickness.

I ran to the bathroom and threw up all the breakfast I just ate and more which just doesn't seem possible but somehow it is. Sapnap came into the bathroom after watching me run from the kitchen he knew what was happening but he had heard me saying only minutes prior that I felt better today so he knew I would be upset.

"Oh babe I'm sorry" he said sitting down and rub my back

"Why do I have to be sick all the time why can't I just feel better" I sobbed

"I don't know but what I do know is that you are doing such a good job at coping with it and being strong I could never live with this but here you are" he comforted

Sapnap sat with me the rest of the day even when I was throwing up because he knew it was just one of those days where I was really feeling it and he cared more about making me feel better then having to watch me throw up.

Quackity:

I have been so lucky with my pregnancy that I really haven't had any sickness at all I mean sometimes some things will make me feel nauseous but never very bad at all but for some reason today that has changed and I woke up feeling really sick for no apparent reason. I tried getting up to see if getting up and getting on with things would help the sickness to subside but it really didn't at all work if anything I felt worse.

Nothing is helping this sickness either. I have tried everything that google or other people recommend but it isn't helping. Alex has been trying to help too by distracting me to take the edge off which is sweet of him but it wasn't helping a whole lot. He gathered that distractions weren't going to work and so he made me go back to bed so that we could cuddle and watch a movie.

"Just relax love we can have a lazy day and forget about everything else I just want you to feel better" he said

"Thank you Alex but you can leave me if you have something to do" I said

All he did was shake his head and hold onto be tighter which gave me my answer to if he was going to leave me.

Karl:

It's been a bit up and down throughout my pregnancy in term of sickness, some days I feel quite sick and others I'm fine and it doesn't really have a pattern it just really depends on the day. Today happens to be one of the days that I don't feel great after going a good week and a half of feeling good.

Karl got up with me this morning to make breakfast for the both of us as well as get me the things that usually make me feel a little better which I have discovered after trying about a million things on the days I was feeling extra bad. He gave me sprite and tic tacs because both of those things work for me which I had while he ate breakfast while mine was on the side away from me so the smell didn't make me feel worse.

For the whole day Karl was so attentive and barely left my side so that he could take care of me and when he did have to go somewhere he took me with him so that he wasn't far from me at all times.

Wilbur:

I haven't really felt sick since before I found out about the pregnancy which has been so nice and I know I'm very lucky because a lot of people feel very sick for quite a long time. I have been able to eat all the things I normally would without anything making me feel ill which has made me very happy.

Tonight I'm making dinner for Wilbur and I and I had a tomato which I was cutting up and for some reason it made me feel very sick all of a sudden. I tried to keep going hoping it would go away but it got worse and I felt like I was going to throw up. I ran out of the kitchen and to the bathroom only just making it before I threw up.

Wilbur came into the bathroom seconds later and pulled my hair out of my face and rubbed my back until I was done. He got me some water and let me brush my teeth before picking me up and putting me on the sofa to sit down while he finished making dinner for us. It was weird because I could eat the tomato but the smell of preparing it was too much but it was kind of worth it because the meal was very nice.

From then on Wilbur said he was going to make dinner to avoid that happening again because he knows how much I hate throwing up and he didn't want me to if there was something he could do about it.

[chrisevansszn]

THE GAMES WE PLAY‼

This is a story about you and Chris journey after filming your first movie together. Life comes at you fast. 👀

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                     You and Chris just finishing up shooting a movie together. A little romantic film, and it was time for press tours. The film took six months to film in Atlanta, GA. You flew back home to Texas for a week of rest, and he went back home to Boston. You can Chris developed an amazing friendship during filming. This was your breakout film, and to have the privilege to shoot a movie with Chris Evans! You couldn’t believe it!

 

*Income Facetime from Chris*

 

“Hey Chris”, you answered. You were just sitting in your living room watching a football game on tv. You could hear Dodger bark in the background. “Y/N, what are you up to”, Chris asked. “Just sitting watching some football” “I have never met a woman who loves football the way you do, I swear”. He giggled. “Chris, I watched it all NFL and college football”. “That’s crazy. I just absolutely love that”. You laugh. What do you have going on today? “I just took Dodger to the dog park, and now we are back. Football for me too!” You watch Chris walk to his kitchen, he’s chatting away, and grabs a beer. While filming you and Chris constantly went to bars, or played drinking games at each other’s rental homes, and you could hang with him too! “Let’s take a shot”, you say. He stopped and looked at his screen. “That’s my girl” You both grab a shot of liquor and cheer through the phone. “Scott is calling me. Let me get this call. I can wait to see you Friday in NYC.” “Same, talk to you later”, you say and hang up the phone.

 

The week goes by and you fly out to NYC for interview with Chris. First up, Jimmy Fallon.

 

“As you both know, I was able to see this with early access, and the film is incredible! Your on screen chemistry has me reeled all the way in”, Jimmy says. “Chris, I really notice how touchy feely you were this entire film”. Chris blushes. “Noooooo, were not going to make me look like a creep”, he laughs. “I was just dedicated to the craft. You smile, a smidge embarrassed. You and Chris rubbed and touched all over each other while filming this. You both were just super comfortable with each other. The audience goes wild. “Y/N, how was it shooting those intimate scenes?”, Jimmy asked you. You smile, “Work was really nice.” Jimmy died laughing. Chris looked over at you and gave you one of those smiles. 

 

There was sexual tension between you and Chris, but it wasn’t obvious. It was little moments when you guys would smile at each other, or just look into each other eyes. Who could resist those beautiful blue eyes?

 

You guys had interviews a few more late-night shows, and then it was off to Los Angeles for the premiere. You were so nervous, because this was your very first one! Chris offered for you to stay with him at his LA home. You were only going to be in LA for a few days anyway. You accepted. Chris arrived in LA first, because you look at later flight so you could visit your friend Jessica in NYC. You haven’t seen her in years! You landed in LA at about 7PM, Chris had a car to pick you up from the airport. When you arrived at his house you could believe it. It was absolutely stunning, and huge. Way too big for a bachelor and his dog.

 

The driver opens the door for you, and you see Chris walking outside. “Y/N you made it”, he says. “Hi Chris,”. You run up and give him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. “Thank you so much for letting me stay for a few days”. “Absolutely, anything for my favorite girl. Plus, I didn’t want to get ready alone”. You blushed, he called you his favorite girl! He grabs your luggage from the drive and both walk in the house. Dodger is lounging on the couch until he sees you. He comes running. “Hi Dodger.” You give him rubs, and he gives you kisses in return. “He loves attention,” Chris says. “Like his daddy”, you blurt out giggling. Chris dies laughing. “Are you hungry?” I made dinner if you are. “Um, yes. When am I not hungry?”

 

Chris made salmon, asparagus, and rice. It looked and smelled amazing. You both sit down to eat and he opens up a bottle of wine.

 

“I am absolutely terrified about the premiere tomorrow. Having everyone’s eyes on me gives me major anxiety”, you say. “Same, it doesn’t really get easy. I get butterflies every time”. You both finish dinner, and you suggest some drinking games. Beer pong up first! Chris sets up the game. It’s his favorite, but he knows you are a beast as well. Let’s go live in Instagram he says. That’s extremely odd. Chris never goes live on IG. “Sure”, you say. He sets up his phone and starts the live. He’s talking shit per the usual.  “Ladies, first” You shoot and miss. “This is going to be cake”, he says. “All you do is talk shit”, you blurt. He shoots and misses. “Chris, what the fuck!”, he hollers. You giggle. You shoot and it goes into a cup. “Ok”, he says and nods his head up and down. You shoot again and make it, and again, and again. He couldn’t believe it. “Y/N, you are kidding me right??”. “Talking all that shit, you knew better. Let end this….KOBE!”, you hollering while shooting into the last cup, and it goes in. Chris made one cup to your ten.

 

You walk up his phone to talk to his live. “See what happens when you talk shit!” Chris comes behind you and picks you up by the waist and moves you from the phone, and then he goes back. “Noooo IG, were having a rematch right now”. He cannot stop laughing. You guys play another round of beer pong, flip cup, and then tic tac toe. You won every game. By that time, it’s around 11PM, not only were you both drinking beer but having shots of vodka all recorded on live. You both say goodnight to the live audience and clean up the mess.

 

“I am going to go take a shower and then lay it down”, you say. “Let me take you to your room”, Chris replies. You follow him down the hall to a guest bedroom. It was stunning, walls were painted grey, its own living area, and the view you can’t even describe.

 

“Here you go, all yours”, Chris says. “Thank you.” “Bathroom is over here, closet if you want to hang your clothes, and a living space.” “I love it.” “If you need anything let me know”. Chris kisses your cheek and walks back down the hall towards his room. “Come on Dodge…bedtime”. You hear him say.  You take a shower and get into bed. It has been a long day and you are tired!

 

It’s the big day!  The premiere of your first movie ever. The anxiety you are feeling can’t be described. Think about all of the fans and flashing lights, my goodness. Your team comes over to prepare your hair and make-up. The guest bathroom is so large everyone can fit. Chris’ team is at the other end of the hall getting him together. The premiere starts at 7PM. You are wearing a black fitted long velvet down, with huge emerald earrings. You dress comes with hand gloves that go up to your elbow, and you are wearing open toed Christian Louboutin heels. Chris is wearing an amazing blue suit with a white undershirt, and brown shoes. Chris walks into your room as you are finishing up. “You look beautiful,”, he says and smiles. You blush. “Thank you, sir, you look amazing as well”. You both head out of his home get into the back of the Cadillac Escalade the company sent. You and Chris made jokes the entire 30-minute ride to the theatre. He pulls out his God-awful iPhone 6 and snaps a couple of pictures of you guys. You finally arrive. There are two men awaiting and open each door for you both to get out and Chris comes around to your side. He grabs your hand and you both walk down the red carpet. The flash from all of the cameras is causing you to barely see. Chris still has your hand, and he is leading the way. There are so many other celebrities on the red carpet, fans are waving and calling your and, you have no idea where to look. You and Chris finally arrive at the first area of red-carpet photos. “Y/N, over here, Y/N over here” is all you can hear as you pose.

 

You look up a Chris, and he looks at you.

 

“You look so fucking sexy, I could fuck you right here on this red carpet”, Chris whispers in your ear.

 

WHAT DID HE JUST FUCKING SAY???

I hope you all enjoy this! 💞💞💞💞💞

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Barbara & Jason: (walking into the living room)

Jason: I’m still right!

Barbara: So not true!

Stephanie: (comes in with a bag of groceries) What’s going on?

Jason: She’s mad because I know that today’s her laundry day, which means she borrowed a pair of Dick’s boxer shorts!

Barbara: It’s not just that! I just - I can not believe that you think you and Tim know more about Stephanie and me than we do of you!

Tim: Well... we do. You can only eat Tic-Tacs in even numbers.

Jason: Yeah, what’s up with that?

Tim: (points at Steph and Dick) And you - Dick, if you look in that grocery bag, you’ll find a half-eaten box of cookies in there.

Dick: (pulls out box of cookies and eats one) You’re good!

Stephanie: So not impressed! Everybody snacks when they shop.

Barbara: Yeah!

Jason: Okay, Dick? How many more items are in that bag?

Dick: (peaks inside) ... five.

Tim: Okay, twenty bucks says Jay and I can name every item in that bag!

Stephanie: How many guesses do you get?

Jason: Six.

Dick: Challenge extended...

Barbara: ... deal!

Barbara & Tim: (shake hands)

Dick: (places bag on coffee table) Challenge accepted!

Jason: Alright! We’ll start with apples!

Dick: We’ll be starting with apples!

Tim: (walks over to Dick) ... stop that now!

Dick: (pulls out apples) Yes!

Jason: (fist pumps) Okay, uh, tortilla chips. Yogurt.

Tim: Diet soda.

Dick: (pulling out each item) Yes! Yes! Yes!

Tim: ... orange juice!

Stephanie: No! There’s no orange juice in there! We win!

Barbara: Ha!

Dick: They get one more guess.

Stephanie: Okay, well, we won that one.

Jason: Okay, the last one, uuuuh...

Tim: Oh! Oh! Oh! (whispers in Jason’s ear)

Jason: Nope! No, not for, like, another two weeks. (winks at the girls)

Stephanie & Barbara: (disturbed looks)

Tim: I got it! Scotch... tape!

Dick: (pulls out scotch tape) That is awesome! How did you know she would buy scotch tape?

Tim: Oh, well, me, Kon, and Bart used up all Babs’ last night making scary faces.

Barbara: Oh, man!

Tim: Alright! Twenty bucks! Fork it over! Cough it up! Pay the piper! Gimme.

Barbara: That does not prove you know us better! I want a rematch!

Stephanie: Yeah! And none of these stupid grocery questions! Real, personal questions!

Barbara: Yeah, and the winner gets a hundred bucks!

Jason: For real? Okay, well, who makes up the questions?

Barbara: (points at Dick) Dick will do it!

Dick: (offended) Oh, sure, Dick will do it! Yeah, it’s not like he has a job, or a wife and kids, or a team, or a life of his own!

Stephanie: (shrugs) Alright, we’ll ask Cassandra.

Dick: No, no, no! I wanna play!

[fancyphoenix]

WHO KNOWS WHO BETTER? PART 1.

Brandon: And I'm still right.

Musa:Ugh! So not true.

Stella:What?

Brandon:She's mad because I know today's her laundry day. And that means she's wearing her old lady underpants.

Riven*winking at her*:I can check out that for you.

Musa:I just cant believe that you think that you and Riven know me and Stella better than we know you.

Riven: Well, we do. It's fact Muse. Baby you can only eat tic tacs in even numbers.

Brandon:Yeah, what's that about?

Riven:And you blondie, Timmy, I believe if you check Stella bag, you'll find a half eaten box of cookies in there.

Timmy*opens the bag and see's there's half of the cookies*:You're good.

Stella:So? Not surprised, everybody snacks when they shop.

Musa:Yeah.

Brandon:Oh, yeah? Timmy how many items left in that bag?

Timmy*checks it out*:Uhmm, five.

Riven:Okay, ten bucks that we can name every item in that bag.

Stella:How many guesses do you get?

Brandon:Six, sunshine.

Timmy*having fun*: Challenge extended.

Musa: Deal!

Timmy*more excited*:Challenge accepted.

Timmy:*grabs the bag and puts it in the table*

Brandon:Alright, let's start with apples.

Timmy*deep tone*: We'll be starting with apples.

Riven*deeper tone*:Stop that now.

Timmy*takes off the apples*: Yes.

Brandon:Okay, uh tortilla chips, yogurt.

Riven:Diet soda.

Timmy*taking all off*: Yes, yes and yes.

Riven:Uhmm orange juice.

Stella*puts her arms up*:OH! No, there's not orange juice in there! We win!

Musa:HA!

Timmy: Not so fast ladies, they still have another guest.

Stella*arms down*: Well, we won that one.

Brandon:Okay, the last thing is..

Riven:Oh! Oh! Oh! OH!

Riven:*whispers something to Brandon*

Brandon: No, no. Not for like another two weeks.

Riven: I got it! scotch tape.

Timmy*takes off the scotch tape*

Riven: HA!

Timmy: How did you know she would buy scotch tape?

Riven: Well, we used up theirs last night making scary faces.

Musa: Oh, man!

Riven: Muse, alright ten bucks! Give it to me!

Musa: That dosen't meant you guys know us better, I want a rematch.

Stella: Yeah, none of those stupid grocery questions, real personal questions.

Musa: Yeah, and the winner gets hundred bucks!

Brandon:Are you serious?

Musa*baby tone*: Are you scared?!

Brandon*fearfully*: No. Okay, who makes the questions?

Musa: Timmy will do it.

Timmy: Oh sure Timmy will do it. It's not like he has a job a girlfriend or life of his own.

Stella: Well fine, we'll ask Flora.

Timmy: No,no, no. I wanna do it.

[swan-of-sunrise]

Spellbinding (Chapter Seventeen)

Summary: A special anniversary of (Y/N) and Loki’s is fast approaching and after struggling to find her boyfriend the perfect gift, (Y/N) finally decides to do something life-changing for their special evening.

Pairing: Loki X Reader

Word Count: 3.1k

Warnings/Disclaimers: None

A/N: This chapter has so much fluff, so I hope that you enjoy!

Chapter Seventeen February 9th, 2016 Brooklyn, New York City (Previous Chapter)

Before her life as an Avenger, (Y/N) had never cared much for shopping. All of the money she earned as a trainee librarian was budgeted out for rent, bills and groceries and if there was somehow money left over after all of that, it all went to purchasing secondhand books for her growing collection. She simply didn’t have the luxury to go shopping for things she knew she didn’t need, but that all changed when she joined the Avengers. Since she was earning more money and not paying any bills, she decided to divide her salary into three sections; one section went into a savings account, the second went towards various organizations and charities, and the third she kept to spend however she liked. Independent shops and small businesses were her favorite places to visit, and it was at one such shop that (Y/N) decided to purchase her anniversary gift for Loki; the couple had decided to celebrate the anniversary of when they first met instead of when they’d finally become a couple, much to the bewilderment of their teammates.

“You know, doll, I’m still a little confused as to why you brought me along and not one of the others.” Bucky remarked, glancing around the cozy boutique with a raised brow. “It’s not that I don’t enjoy hanging out with you or anything, but…well, the Winter Soldier and shopping are two things that don’t really go together.”

(Y/N) gave him a good-natured shrug and began browsing. “Bucky, I asked you to come with me because you’re an incredibly perceptive person; you tend to see things that others might miss, and you have an uncanny ability to read people. And if I’m going to find the perfect anniversary gift for Loki before the 20th, then you’re one of the best to ask for a little help.”

“And you brought Tic-Tac along because…?”

They both glanced over at Scott, who was currently reading the dust-jacket of a magic trick how-to book across the boutique. “He wanted to hang out with us before flying back to San Francisco tomorrow.” Bucky shot her a look. “What?”

“Don’t you think Lang’s a little bit…annoying?”

“Not any more annoying than the rest of my teammates.” She playfully retorted and when he scoffed, she elaborated. “Apparently, you forgot the time when you and Clint scared the hell out of me by dropping down from the ceiling vent in my suite. That was my fourth day as an Avenger, if I remember correctly.”

Bucky rolled his eyes. “Okay, you’ve got a point there, but-”

“Hey, check out this book, guys!” Scott hurried over to them with a wide grin on his face. “Slight-of-hand magic tricks! I’ve always wanted to learn how to do that; I mean, it’s not real magic like your Light Elf kind, (Y/N), but I-” He winced and lowered his voice to a stage-whisper. “Sorry, that was kinda loud! You guys should really check this stuff out, though, c’mon!”

(Y/N) met the super soldier’s ‘I-told-you-so’ expression and gave her head a small shake before adjusting her glasses and following after Scott. “I swear, it’s like I’m surrounded by children…”

The trio spent the afternoon scouring shop after shop for the perfect anniversary gift but nothing stood out to them. Sensing her growing desperation, Bucky suggested they take a break at the nearest coffee shop and brainstorm a new plan.

“How is this so difficult?” (Y/N) groaned in frustration, resting her head in her hands as she stared dejectedly at her half-empty cup of hot chocolate. “I know Loki better than anyone else on the planet. Shouldn’t that make it easier for me to get him a gift?”

In her peripheral vision, she saw Bucky and Scott exchange matching looks of apprehension before Bucky replied, “Well…do you think that maybe you’re overthinking all this?” She glanced up at him, her brow furrowed in confusion. “From what I saw, you didn’t have any problems getting Loki a Christmas present. It was a book, right?”

“A first edition of Gods and Myths of Northern Europe; he’d always joked about all the silly ways Midgardians had interpreted his life, so I thought it would make a fun gift for his first real Christmas. But I can’t get him another book.”

Scott frowned. “Why not?”

“Because I would just be repeating myself, or making myself look like I’m not putting any effort into it.” (Y/N) sighed to herself. “All I want to do is show Loki how much I care about him and I feel like…I feel like nothing I do can ever properly convey that.”

All three of them sat in silence for several long moments until Scott suddenly spoke up. “You’ve gotta be kidding me, (Y/N). You show Loki how much you love him every single day!” Bucky looked over at Scott in surprise while (Y/N) shrugged half-heartedly. “I’m serious! You look at him like he’s the only guy in the world because in your eyes, he is. You know how many people would kill to have someone look at them that way? You’re the reason why a war criminal was able to turn his entire life around and become an Avenger; your love for him is what gave him the strength to believe that he could be a better man. Believe me, Loki knows exactly how much you love him; if you’re still dead-set on doing something special for your anniversary, though, a simple gesture could do a lot more than a superficial gift.”

Bucky let out a low whistle. “I didn’t know you were a goddamn poet, Lang.”

“I’m not a poet, I’m just a guy who spent a while in prison thinking about cheesy stuff like that.” Scott shrugged good-naturedly before turning back to (Y/N). “But you know what I’m trying to say, right?”

(Y/N) nodded, a slow smile spreading across her face. “I think I do, Scott. C’mon, you two, I know exactly where we’ve got to go!”

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A week later, (Y/N) found herself standing in the tower’s elevator as it journeyed to the top floor, clutching Loki’s wrapped present in one hand as the other nervously fiddled with the skirt of her lilac cocktail dress. She’d picked out his gift with such confidence but when it came down to actually giving it to him…? Well, she might’ve had a small drink of liquid courage to calm her jittery nerves as she was getting ready for their date. Stop overthinking it, (Y/N) chided herself, taking a deep breath just as the elevator stopped and its metal doors slid open. There, with his back facing her, stood Loki; he was dressed in a tailored black suit, and his shaggy black locks were perfectly styled. When he turned around and smiled at her, (Y/N)’s heart skipped a beat and she was instantly reminded of the fateful day in the library when they’d first met.

“You look radiant, darling.” Loki took her hand as she stepped out of the elevator and pressed a kiss onto her knuckles before threading his fingers through hers. “I hope you’ve brought your appetite with you.”

“Well, I was training with Thor most of the day and he swiped my only protein bar, so…” Sharing a smile, they walked through the doorway of the ballroom and halted at the top of the stairs as (Y/N) gasped. “Oh, it looks beautiful, Loki!”

The ballroom was dimly lit, illumination primarily coming from the massive floor-to-ceiling windows and the candelabra resting on the small table in the middle of the room. The table was gorgeously set for two, with a silver dome covering each plate and an arrangement of lilacs near its center.

“I simply wanted our first anniversary to be both special and unique.” Loki shrugged noncommittally as they made their way down the marble steps, but her praise had caused his pale cheeks to redden slightly; he helped her into her chair before reaching for the silver dome’s handle and grinning. “And now, your favorite meal in all the Nine Realms…” Loki removed the dome with a flourish to reveal a plate laden with a cheeseburger and French fries and a large chocolate milkshake. “A charbroiled hamburger with sharp cheddar cheese and fresh-cut lettuce, a side of air-fried French fries and a homemade chocolate milkshake.”

(Y/N) beamed as he sat down across from her and removed the dome off his own plate. “Our first date at the diner. I seem to recall you thinking that the restaurant was overly-cheesy.”

He flashed her a lopsided grin. “And I still think that, of course, but I cannot deny that the cuisine and the company more than made up for it.”

The meal was more than delicious, and (Y/N) could honestly say that it was the best cheeseburger she’d ever had. As they ate, they talked about some of the novels they’d both recently read; their numerous Avenger duties sometimes meant that they couldn’t talk to one another as often as they wanted to, so it was nice that they were able to spend a quiet evening alone for a change. After they finished eating, (Y/N) and Loki moved to stand by the massive windows and watched the snow fall over the twinkling city skyline; it took a while, but she finally summoned her courage and suggested that they exchange presents.

“Oh Loki,” (Y/N) breathed, her gaze transfixed on the beautiful music box in her hands and the two dancing figures twirling in time to the sweet melody; the two figures were her and Loki, and the music was what was playing when they danced together for the first time at Tony’s charity ball. She looked up at him once the tinkling music faded away and beamed. “It’s beautiful!”

“You like it?” He had a hesitant sort of look on his face. “I wasn’t sure you would…”

Her smile widened. “I love it, sweetheart!” After she pressed a brief kiss to his lips, she carefully set the music box down on the table and grabbed her present to him, walking back to her boyfriend and offering the package to him with slightly-quaking fingers. “Okay, your turn.”

Butterflies erupted in (Y/N)’s stomach as she watched her boyfriend carefully unwrap his gift. Her hands suddenly became clammy and her mouth went dry, and it was if time had slowed down as Loki lifted the lid of the box to reveal a shiny gold ring. He looked back up at her, his expression blank and unreadable, just as she took a shaky deep breath and spoke.

“Before we met, I had a fairly good idea of how my life would go; I’d become a full-time librarian, save up enough money so I could go see the world and maybe even meet someone special, but that didn’t matter to me as much as being able to help others. And then I met you, Loki. You understood me, my thoughts and my passions, better than anyone else in the world; you helped me open my eyes to a whole unknown part of myself and gave me the strength I needed to embrace it. I’m not as skilled at expressing my love as you are, sweetheart, but then I realized that there was no better way of showing how much I love you than…” She gently took the box from his un-moving hands and held the ring as she tearily smiled up at him. “Loki Odinson, I love you with all my heart and I can’t imagine living the rest of my life without you. Will you marry me?”

(Y/N)’s heart was hammering in her chest as she stared into his emerald-green eyes, so much so that she was afraid he’d be able to hear it. But her fears melted away the moment Loki’s face broke out into the most dazzling smile she’d ever seen; he reached for her free hand and held it firmly between his own as he choked out, “Yes. Yes, I will!”

Half-laughing and half-crying, (Y/N) surged forward and captured his lips with a passion-filled kiss that was eagerly reciprocated. Loki let go of her hand in order to wrap his arms around her waist and pull her flush against him, tightening his hold when (Y/N) ran a hand through his dark locks. After several blissful moments, she pulled away as he continued pressing kisses along her jawline. “I-I know that it’s unconventional for a woman to propose to a man, even here on Midgard, so I’m sorry if-”

“Sorry?” Loki gave her cheek a final kiss before leaning back just far enough to see her whole face, his eyes filled with unabashed adoration. “(Y/N), you shouldn’t have to apologize for such a beautiful gesture and besides, our relationship is the very definition of ‘unconventional,’ wouldn’t you say?”

“I suppose you’re right about that.” She giggled before grabbing his left hand and holding it up. “May I?” Once he gave her a nod, she slipped the ring onto the third finger of his hand and smiled. “It fits! That saves us a trip back to the shop for resizing.”

“It’s stunning, darling. May I give you your ring now?”

(Y/N) furrowed her brow in confusion. “My ring?”

It was Loki’s turn to be nervous; his fingers intertwined with hers and he gave her a sheepish smile before continuing. “Yes, well, I…I asked for one of my mother’s rings when we visited Asgard. I’ve been waiting for the right moment to propose, but…well, it would seem that you beat me to it, my clever love.” He removed his other hand from around her waist and held it palm-up before her; the air above it shimmered with green magic before a velvet ring box materialized. It was already open, revealing a glittering ring set in silver; its center stone looked like a diamond to her and the metal surrounding it was formed into delicate petal shapes, filled with a blend of small diamonds and what she guessed were peridots and purple sapphires. “I can ask my mother for another if you’re not fond of this one, or we can consult a jeweler if you’d prefer something more traditional…”

“It’s perfect, Loki, absolutely perfect.” Sharing a teary smile, (Y/N) held out her hand and allowed Loki to slip the ring onto her finger; she flexed the fingers of her left hand, unused to having something that weighty on her finger, but her smile widened as she admired just how right it looked. Looking up, she cupped his cheek and traced along his cheekbone with her thumb. “I can’t believe I’ll get to be your wife someday.”

“And I can’t believe that I’ll have the honor of being your husband.” Loki ducked his head and captured her lips in another heated kiss; without any warning, he bent down and wrapped his arms around her upper thighs, hoisting her up so that he could angle his face upwards instead of craning his neck down. (Y/N) giggled in surprise and threw her arms around his neck as he grinned into their kiss, losing herself to their passion. When they were forced to separate for air, Loki looked up at her with absolute adoration in his emerald-green eyes. “Darling, would you honor your betrothed with a dance?” (Y/N) nodded, her fingers carding through his mussed hair while he called out, “J.A.R.V.I.S., play Sergeant Barnes’ music playlist, please.”

“Of course, Prince Loki.”

(Y/N)’s brow rose in surprise when she recognized the beginning of Jo Stafford’s ‘You Belong To Me’ as it began playing throughout the ballroom, and Loki’s smile widened. “In preparation for this evening, I asked the others for music recommendations and Barnes was gracious enough to let us use his playlist.”

“Your definition of dancing seems to conflict a little with mine, sweetheart,” She quipped as Loki began slowly swaying them in a tight circle. “You’re not going to put me down, are you?”

Holding her up in one arm with ease, Loki took her hand and intertwined their fingers before resting them against his chest and gently shaking his head. “Never, my darling.”

(Y/N) smiled at that, her eyes drifting closed while she rested her forehead against Loki’s; their noses rubbed up against one another and as they continued their slow rotation, his lips ghosted over the skin of her cheek and she began to wonder if a person could actually die of happiness.

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Later that night, (Y/N) lounged on Loki’s bed and admired her engagement ring while her fiancé showered, her mind already filled with wedding plans. I’ll bet my entire book collection that Tony’ll try convincing us to let him officiate, (Y/N) thought with a giggle, rolling onto her back and staring up at the ceiling of Loki’s bedroom as she rested her hands on her pajama-clad stomach and let out a content sigh. But while she laid there, her overwhelming happiness was soon replaced with a growing sense of dread as familiar words began to replay in her mind:

“It’s also about controlling your emotions and keeping them in check. Strong ones, like anger or passion, can sometimes be a trigger…”

“Layeia and her forbidden Midgardian lover reigned with an iron fist, executing any who opposed their rule, and gained a small following who worshiped her evil magic…”

“You and your mother are more alike than you realize. The fiery tempers, the forbidden lovers and most importantly, the ambition…”

Along with that, flashes of her ever-present nightmares and the brief snippets of King Tarian’s book crossed her mind, forcing her to repress her horrified gasp. My love for Loki could make me lose control of my magic and become what my mother was, (Y/N) thought as fear began to blossom in the pit of her stomach. But she and Loki had been in love for several months without any sort of problem…and that’s when she remembered all the incidents. Her magical abilities had been triggered by her desire to protect him from a Hydra agent in the library. In an attempt to defend his honor, she’d even attacked Tony and in her rage, nearly destroyed an entire floor of the tower. And while she’d tried reasoning that it had only been inside her head, she’d even physically shocked Loki with her magic back on Asgard and it had been powerful enough for the Frost Giant to feel its stinging pain.

The first thing in the morning I’m going down to the lab to speak with Doctor Cho, she thought to herself as she heard the shower head turn off in the bathroom, and I swear on my Aunt Evelyn that I won’t become the very same evil that my mother was.

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A/N: Ahhhh they’re engaged!! If anyone was wondering, I took inspiration for that dancing scene from one of Tom Hiddleston’s films called The Deep Blue Sea, you guys should check it out if you haven’t already. Thank you all so much for reading and commenting! I’ve created a Spotify playlist inspired by this series, and I’ll be updating it every time I upload a new chapter. Enjoy!

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2wx8TZwpDN0l33tES3W3Nk

Chapter Eighteen-Part One

Spellbinding Masterlist

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