#and my arizona sweet tea tastes right

[blondeboyfriend]

𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐒

[ PAIRING ] (freckle) Ymir x f!reader [ AUTHOR'S NOTE ] Another repost, but I kinda "remastered" it in a sense. [ SYNOPSIS ] uhhh idk I just wanted to write a gay skateboard romance lol. [ WORD COUNT ] 2k [ CONTENT ] Modern AU, fluff with low stakes conflict, established relationship, drugs (marijuana), Ymir's skater friends are the worst, mild injuries.

The harsh sunlight shined behind Ymir, creating a halo around her body. She stood over you as you writhed on the concrete cradling your knee.

“I thought you said I wouldn’t need knee pads,” you groaned.

She bit her lip trying to hold back a deluge of laughter. You could tell she was struggling.

“I could not have rolled up here with my girlfriend in fuckin’ knee pads.” She gestured towards a pack of sweaty boys passing around a limp cigarette. “They’d never let me live it down.”

You rolled onto your back and stared at the sun. Those boys were the bane of your existence since you started dating Ymir. Everywhere she went they trailed after her, smelling like piss and malt liquor. She was the worst iteration of the pied piper.

“What if I really hurt myself?”

“Oh come on, you’re fine.”

“No I’m not! I’m bleeding! Look!”

You rolled up your jeans and revealed a huge strawberry scrape encompassing the entirety of your knee cap.

“That’s nothing. Check this out.”

Ymir unzipped her shorts and pulled them down revealing her bare ass which was engulfed with a purple bruise.

“Oh my god!”

“Cool, right?”

“What? No!”

“Oh my god. Relax.”

One of the boys wolf whistled at the sight of Ymir’s behind. You rolled your eyes, hoping she would call them out but she didn’t. Ymir never did. She was too preoccupied with coming off as legit among her skater friends. Anytime you mentioned how awful they were she brushed it off. That’s just how they were; there was no changing them. You knew she had a point but it seemed asinine to deal with their nonsense regardless.

“‘Mir, lemme get a piece of that.”

“Nah, I’ve been fuckin’ your mom. It’d be weird.”

You rolled your eyes again, a common occurrence on your behalf when she pandered to them. They brought out the worst in Ymir. Her playful teasing turned into cruelty, she was prone to ignore you in favor of entertaining them, and she rarely came to your defense. Often you wondered why you still pursued her, why you so desperately wanted her to be your girlfriend. But anytime you’d think about ending it moments of her kindness reared their heads.

“Bend your knees. No, like bend your knees.”

You lowered yourself into a deep squat on the board, grinning like doofus.

“Am I doing it right? I feel like I am. I played a lot of Tony Hawk Pro Skater 3,” you said, knowing full well you were acting a fool.

Ymir ran her fingers through her chestnut brown locks and laughed. Her laughter was your drug. Nothing made you happier than getting her to crack up. Her whole body laughed. Tears welled up in her eyes. She was prone to wheezing. A snort tended to rear its ugly head when she was truly on the verge of going insane because of your buffoonery. Sometimes she’d even keel over.

You loved how she’d smack on the back and tell you, “You’re a real one, you know that?”

A real one. Words that only mattered when they fell from her lips. Ymir had that gift, that power. She was able to disarm you with her sincerity. You would’ve never expected someone as harsh as her could be so sweet.

You hoisted yourself off the board and kissed her cheek.

“Oh come on, kiss me for real,” she crooned.

She cupped your face and her soft lips met yours as her tongue parted your lips. You wrapped your arms around her neck and clung to her. Her breath was sweet and tasted like Arizona Peach Tea. Her hands wandered down your back and lingered on your ass. She squeezed hard enough that you yelped. Ymir laughed through the kiss.

“Too much?” she asked.

You looked down at your sneakers unsure what your answer was. You liked her a lot, more than any of the dumb boys you “dated” in high school. None of them could compare to Ymir. Ymir, who cared about your pleasure, who appreciated how spirited you were, who thought you were the smartest person in any given room. The two of you were enraptured with each other. It was as cliché as could be: time stopped, angels sang, the whole deal.

“If we weren’t in public, I’d say not enough,” you said, resting your head on her shoulder.

She tightened her hug and you melted in her arms. Ymir was safety personified. A beacon of light in a sea of melancholic boredom. Life had been so uneventful until the day she serendipitously rolled by you, giving you a wink as she faded into the distance.

“You’re so fuckin’ boring sometimes,” she mused. “Let’s go get high.”

“Can we get pizza and boba after?”

“No, we can’t,” she said bluntly.

“Ymir!”

You playfully punched her in the arm. While your hand was in reach she grabbed a hold of it and pulled you into her embrace. She peppered your face with kisses as you tried to figure out if you wanted pizza or boba first.

You sat on a metal bench, your feet resting on your board. Nursing your knee became your number one priority. It throbbed endlessly and you managed to bleed through multiple bandages and your jeans. Learning how to skate could wait. Having a moment to yourself, away from those idiots, Ymir included, was the only way you’d stay sane. To add insult to injury every last one of them made fun of you for holding your board by its trucks.

“Nice mall grab,” one of them bellowed. “Where you get your board from? Abercrombie and Fitch?”

“They got it at the Vans store,” one snickered.

“Nah! Macy’s, bro!”

“They’re mom gave them a gift certificate to the Hallmark Store.”

None of them were particularly clever. You looked around for Ymir, hoping for some backup but she was far away. Her little brown head disappeared as she dropped into the bowl.

“Fuck off! Go wash your asses,” you yelled.

The boys erupted into a cacophony of comments regarding how you carried your board. A deluge of “your mom” jokes rushed over you, leaving you drenched in male insecurity.

“Asshole. Mall grab?” you muttered to yourself. “The fuck does it matter?”

You wanted to ask Ymir if there was an actual reason for mall grabbing being maligned. Would the trucks loosen over time if you continuously held it like that? Or was it merely a status thing? Was there a way to indicate you weren’t some poser that decided they wanted to skate after seeing three seconds of Bob Burnquist do a fakie 900.

Ymir skated over and kicked her board into the grass. She sat down across from you with a thump and exhaled.

“You good?” she asked, her voice tinged with concern.

“Not really.”

“What ha—”

“What’s wrong with a mall grab?”

She snickered as she put her hair up in a messy ponytail.

“I mean, nothing. It’s credibility shit.”

You sighed.

“What?” Her tone was pointed.

“I hate those guys you hang out with,” you said under your breath.

Ymir turned her body towards yours. Her brow was sweaty and her cheeks were flushed. The sun brought out the freckles that danced along her cheeks and nose. She plucked at the grass while struggling to hold your gaze.

“They’re my best friends, my ride or dies.”

“Tell your mom to eat my fucking dick cheese, dude,” one yelled as he cracked his board in two.

You rolled your eyes and stared at the blue sky as little wisps of white clouds floated by.

“Why do you hang out with them?”

Ymir took out a joint and lit it. She passed it to you and continued to pull grass out of the ground.

“I’ve known them for, like, ever.”

“And?” you asked, growing slightly annoyed. You at least hoped she had a good reason to subject herself to their antics.

You took a hearty drag on the joint and held the smoke in your lungs.

“I don—I don’t know who I am without them.”

You coughed, spittle flying onto the sidewalk.

“What?” you asked, trying to fight off the urge to shriek your question.

You passed her the joint eager to get the smoke away from you. You felt like your lungs were on fire, like you had embers smoldering inside you. She took a hit and went to hand it back to you but you shook your head erratically, still struggling to breath.

“I—I just—I’ve been friends with them for so long. I’ve known Lil Tony since I was six.”

She pointed at one of the nicer boys. Lil Tony was actually cordial towards you and thought it was pretty cool you wanted to learn how to skate. However he still relished in poking fun at you just like the others.

“I was always so nervous around other girls so I kinda, I don’t know, fell in with these dumb asses because it felt… safe? Nah. Not safe, comfortable. I didn’t need to impress them.”

Ymir ended her sentence with a rather large puff off the joint. She held it to your face for you, beckoning you to take a drag.

“You felt like you had to impress girls?” you said, taking a hit.

“Shut up!” She tossed a handful of grass at you. “I was so fuckin’ closeted. I could not function around girls. I was either like ‘I’m in love with her’ or ‘oh god she’s gonna think I’m a weirdo that's in love with her’. I policed my shit so bad. I was so mean to girls because I didn’t want them to think I was some predator because I was being nice.”

Ymir brushed some of the grass off of you. She could be so fucking tender sometimes.

“I feel it. I’m always terrified of coming off as perv when I talk to girls,” you said, handing her the joint.

“Yeah?”

“Oh yeah. It’s even worse if I’m actually interested romantically.”

“Exactly,” she rasped after taking a hit.

The boys turned towards the both of you and hollered, “’Mir, come skate! Don’t be a nerd!”

“Eat shit,” she yelled, a huge grin on her face. She was practically glowing.

“I felt so weird chasing after you,” you confided.

“You woulda looked insane chasing after me down that hill even if you were a guy.”

“You winked at me!”

Ymir erupted into a fit of giggles.

“That’s all it took. A wink?”

You brushed a strand of hair out of her face.

“Yup.”

You leaned in and kissed her, your lips lingering on hers.

“You wanna ditch this fuckers?”

You pulled away from her, nearly jumping up as if you’d been electrocuted. Quickly you grabbed your board by the deck. You were so ready to ditch them.

“Let’s go, slow poke,” you rallied.

Ymir got up and rustled your hair.

“I love the way you’re holdin’ it, but we’re skating out of here.”

You gulped. “I don’t know if I’m ready.”

“C’mon. What’s the point of having a board if you don’t ride it?”

You groaned.

“I didn’t get you one to carry around,” she teased, her tone more flirtatious than ever.

“Fine,” you finally acquiesced.

“We’ll get to the taqueria faster this way.”

You both hopped on your boards and cautiously skated past Ymir’s friends.

“Ay,” Lil Tony called out, “good job ditching the mall grab. I actually mean that! I’m not bein’ a douche!”

Your face grew warm. You couldn’t care less about what they thought of you but the acknowledgment from Lil Tony was a nice surprise.

“See ya, Tone,” Ymir yelled.

Balance blessed you. Somehow you managed to stay upright on your board and you navigated curbs with ease. Ymir was blushing the whole time, clearly loving your confidence. You passed the joint back and forth as you skated through the city, keeping an eye out for cops.

“So who’s paying?” you asked as you rolled up to the taqueria.

“Me obviously,” Ymir mumbled as she dug through her fanny pack for her debit card. “I owe you.”

“For what?” you pondered, playing dumb.

“Making you hang around those dicks and not being the best girlfriend. I hope I can, I—I don’t know, redeem myself.”

You held open the door and smiled. The smell of freshly made corn tortillas overcame you.

“You’re well on your way, Ymir.”

[gloryride]

OC INTERVIEW

tagged by @chevvy-yates ♥♥ thanks! I know who you want, so here baby driver <3

-- Name --

Enzo Angelo Sarto. No, don't call me Lorenzo, i don't like this name, and i don't care was my nonno name. My parents call me like that when i screw up. So it's Enzo, capisce ?

-- Nickname --

Lot of people call me Enzolino because some race commentators called me that when I won my first race at 16. I was the youngest racer for years. Because "-ino" in Italian means "little". And i still have this name, even i'm a tall ragazzo and i'm 24. And so many of my family calls me Lino, some close friends too. But i prefer people call me Enzo. Except Jay who calls me Babe, adn that's really cute in his pretty mouth.

-- Gender --

Cis Male

-- Star Sign --

Born in October 30, i'm a proud Scorpio !

-- Height--

1m89, or 6"2 if you want

-- Orientation --

Bisexual

-- Nationality/Ethnicity --

Italian. I don't care i never saw Italia in my life, but all my famiglia is italian so am i ! Yeah yeah, i know i was born in Arizona, but it's from Free States not NUSA, right ? I can't be American, so i'm Italian.

-- Fave Fruit --

I love prickly pears, because you find many in deserts around New Mexico, when they're not toxic. Mia mamma does pretty neat marmelades with. I like oranges too, when they're ripe and sweet

-- Fave Season --

Spring, when it starts to be a bit hot but not too much. And sometimes it rains, feels so good after a day in a desert !

-- Fave Flower --

Don't see many flowers in desert, except cactus flowers. I had a bouquet of lilies and peonies when I won my last Vegas Race - they smelt really good!

-- Fave Scent --

Maybe i have weird taste, but i love motor oil smell, as like hot asphalt, then refreshed by rain. In more classic, when lasagna just came out still hot, or just citrus smell.

-- Coffee, tea or hot chocolate --

Coffee, that's a basic.

-- Average hours of sleep --

Chaotic and my dark circles speak for me. I go to bed late but wake up early, sometimes i don't sleep, because i start working with my dad at 6am to avoid heat in desert. I take nap afternoon and when i can, but i rarely sleep a long night.

-- Dog or Cat person --

I love dogs, but if i can choose another animals i prefer geckos. You can see a lot in desert, they're adorable.

-- Dream trip --

I travel all the time so i dunno ... maybe going to Italy and see where my famiglia come from ? Or maybe just on the East Coast of NUSA, just to see how it is, and seeing if there are some races.

-- Favorite fictional character --

This guy in Bushido 6 : Street Score plays by Drew Garcia, always forget his name. He's a dick but so cool with his car. Saw the scene too many times ... And i saw many western movies with my brother Virgile, i really love the ones with Terrence Hill. So Nobody in My Name is Nobody and ... what's the name in English ? Vabbè. Lo chiamavano Trinità, where he plays Trinita, awesome too !

-- Number of blankets they sleep with --

Between none and one. If i sleep alone, one. If i'm with Jay, he spreads the blanket away so i have nothing ... except him.

-- Random fact --

It's something I never talk about because I don't have any information. But I have… I had… an older sister. My mother was married and he left to join the Wraiths with their baby. We know that he was killed a year later, but there's no trace of the baby. Mamma searched and never found her, and she still wonders where she is, if she's still alive. It seems that's why she only had me with Dad, the fear of losing me too would have been a kind of psychological block and she was never able to have other children.

[httpsserene]

trust me. Your opinions are anything but terrible.

Arizona: GREEN TEA IS THE RIGHT ANSWER. If I could have one drink on a deserted island I would have that. Iced tea with lemon is also the right take and so is sweet tea and I’m saying that as someone from New York. My little 5 cents is try the peach. I personally like it and drink it if the bodega by me is out of green tea.

Ice cream: once again. THE CORRECT ANSWERS. I’m a sucker for vanilla tbh. Like vanilla in general is just MMM idk. I like the smell of it too like straight vanilla extract. I personally also like ginger it’s really really good. It’s hard to find ginger ice cream here too. The place that used to have it took it off their menu a few years ago now. Oreo has to be three for me just bc of Ginger.

Gum: trust me. I agree with you there. I never understand it. Mints are also one of my favorites, or those tic tacs those are delicious. Mints are making me think of those peppermint you would get from the front office or the nurse in high school. Istg they put something in that it went so hard.

chocolate: is just- amazing trust me. I completely consider chocolate with caramel chocolate because it has chocolate in it sooooo. Then again I eat chocolate covered potato chips (it tastes amazing trust me, it’s from Japan it’s so good.) KitKats and M&Ms are up there for me. What’s your favorite flavor of them or do you just like the OG? For me KitKats the og is the goat. M&Ms I lowkey like the brownie one. That or the caramel one.

Ok. I haven’t seen a lollipop that wasn’t dumdums in a hot second and I don’t want that to change. Once again, butterscotch is the correct answer! It’s defo my favorite, second is the blue raspberry and third is root beer. I also really like trying to figure out the hidden flavors.

My next set of questions. 1: On a deserted island, what are three things you would bring with you that isn’t ur phone.

2: if you could only eat one thing what would it be. (My answer to this is sushi bc there are so many different types I would never get bored.)

3: what is your favorite food/comfort food?

4: what seat on the plane do you prefer? 5: What do you think is the silliest word in English?

6: do you have any hot takes on movies/shows?

7: besides writing, what’s a talent that you have?

8: what’s something that feels illegal, but isn’t?

9: what's just a random fun fact you have

10: if you could have a superpower, what would it be?

11: what’s the weirdest thing you believed as a kid? (Mine was that if the lights in the backseat were on, the car wouldn’t start.)

And last but not least

12: do you have a trend you want to end? Along with that is there a specific word that you wish wouldn’t exist anymore?

I’m so sorry I realize now how long this is. Pls you don’t have to answer all of these I promise!

✧*̣̩⋆̩☽⋆゜ og kitkats and m&ms for life!

i would bring a plane, fuel, and a pilot LMAO

a rice bowl, like you can't go wrong! my particular bowl: white rice, black beans, steak, veggies, lettuce, cheese, salsa, sour cream, and queso blanco (i like dairy even though i'm lactose intolerant)

favorite/comfort food? i actually don't know if i have one? but like junk food/snack wise i really like nacho cheese doritos and chocolate chip cookies, separately of course, never both at the same time lol

aisle seat for logistics but window seat is the true answer. i have to look out of the window for takeoff and landing or else i may freak out a tiny bit.

wouldn't the silliest word be "silliest?" jk i think it's either "queue" or "definitely." queue has too many letters for how it sounds, that's why in america we say "line" instead! and, definitely, i mean cmon bro, it's silly that i always spell it wrong on my first attempt.

hot takes: all the shows with a highschool setting could've been college/university shows; what is the obsession with having minors (played by adults) in explicit shows (not that underage kids don't experience sexual stuff, it just shouldn't be that prominent in media i feel it sends the wrong message to ACTUAL minors irl. another hot take: not every book or cartoon needs a live action adaptation. please stop mutilating something that was perfect.

i'm happy you think i'm a talented writer haha but, my little talentthat i always tell everbody is that i'm musically gifted. i played the violin for 12+ years, did a little bit on the drums, but right now i'm jamming on a bass guitar!

TSA. i always feel like i'm smuggling something in my luggage even though i'm not. Electronic signatures too, that shit is not valid, imo! but it would pain me to have to be in person to sign a contract as an introvert.

microbursts, their bursts of air from thunderstorms, and if you ever have the chance to be in small/private plane at a certain altitude and hit one, you'd be pulverized instantly. turbulence is also a rare reason for planes to crash (i've memorized this from spencer reid in a criminal minds epsiode, idk why)

charm speak, a little like mind control but just through speech! piper from pjo and allison from umbrella academy both have a type of charm speak if you're familiar with those examples.

the weirdest thing i believed is that carrots keep your vision perfect. i loved carrots as a kid and i still almost turned out to be nearly as blind as a bat. swear i'm a few points away from being legally blind and learning echolocation.

the trend i'd end? beauty standards for sure, whether it's body types or face structures gts gone. as for the word i'd get rid of? any slur would be thrown in the trash promptly!

it was a fun q&a, i don't really mind it! ✧*̣̩⋆̩☽⋆゜

[hanafubukki]

*Slides in in a paint me like one of your French girl poses*

Hello beloved Hana, tis I, your Frenchiest fry, Convert Anon💜

It has been a while since I have graced your inbox, but I return💜

Also not be rereading your Ramadan series like 🥺🥺🥺

I am aggressively grabbing and smooching their foreheads and hugging them

I also currently have a protesting cat with me because there was a boy who wouldn’t stop being naughty and is currently meowing into my armpit sadly(awkward but also hilarious in person) and licking my arm in an attempt to escape and cause more chaos

Also me rereading some of our old convos have me like 🥺🥺🥺😭💜💜💜🥹🥹🥹

I am setting up camp in your inbox because I will always return, one way, or another, and yes you can imagine what the boys had to do in Vargas Camp is me currently, pitching up a tent and fishing and making a little fire so I can boil some water for some tea

Also surprisingly learned today that a half and half with regular Arizona tea is pretty good

Also learned that I have a favourite flavour of BBQ sauce when one of the other ones I like just didn’t hit right(It’s the Sweet Vidalia Onion flavour that is my fav)

Also looking back at our convos have me looking up baby names because gosh dang it do I love ship kids and also those posts where their kids come from the future and see their parents and it’s all cute and fluffy and dang it do I want to make my own posts like that

But alas I am too shy to not do it out of anon so if I do make it i’d really just be sending it to you

Also with book six and has me with a death grip with worms about the Idia ship kids but also with the Manhwa au and Yokai au have me some worms with Leona and ship kids on that end and just andkdkd

Fluffy cuteness

Also I am doing my not quite daily bullying to you to give Lilia daughter a name or at least think of one

Love,

Convert Anon💜

Hello Convert Anon 💙💞🌺

Welcome back to my inbox, I hope you’re okay with stick drawings because that’s the best I can do when drawing people 😂😂

Ahhh so happy you’re still enjoying my Ramadan series 🥹🙏 I had a plan to do another series, but more mini/shorter this year, but it has been so crazy for me. With school and then Ramadan, and other things. I did have a part of part 1 written…maybe I can finish that 🤔

Lolol awww kitty wants freedom but don’t let him escape. He might cause you as much trouble as grim 😂💕

I love visiting my old posts and rereading what was sent to me so you’re more than welcome always hit up my inbox 💕💕 and don’t worry I won’t dress up like a maniac like vargas and harass you 🤣🤣

I never had half and half with Arizona 👀 what does it taste like? I don’t think I had that kind of bbq sauce before either. I’ll have to check it out 💞🙌

OMG YES I LOVE LOVE LOVE SHIP KIDS ABD TIME TRAVEL TROPES SIGN ME UP WJSJDND and you’re more than welcome to always hit me up with those. Any aus are always wonderful with ship kids.

I was literally thinking about one with my Daughter with lilia and time travel the other day. Don’t worry she will get a name…eventually 😂😂

XOXOXO 💕💕

Hana

[mindmushyyyy]

RANDOME GAS STATION PRODUCT REVEW TIME

arizona green tea with "ginseng?" and honey

Initialy Apon first sip a slap in the face with some harch green tea esk flaveor it then sokes into the creaveses of your mouth couting it it the flavor of metal like im biting straight into an alluminm can as thogh i was licking an aluminimin irony poscicle or loliepop. It then fades as quckly as it hits into a minor note as a nector like sweetness coats he back of the throught it were a gaggle of angsty teens in the back of a grocery store.

I have been consuming said product as i right and must report part way through the can the sweetness is almost pins and needles to the thought.

I would like to iterate that upon reading the nutritional facts on the container wtf am i doing to my body this one 12floz can contains 1/8 cups in sugars one of the first ingredients close to top of the list is CORNSYRUP in tea THis literally everything other than the carbs is at zero precent and they appear to use ginseng root extract rather than a brew. they did use distilled water tho so theres that

DEAR god i have googled the product health and one of the first results i found as a dubious article claiming the product was sued for containing no caffeine or legitimate ginseng tea

The ""tea"" is now presenting a more robust bitter sweat taste that's... once again coating the mouth, probably all that fucking Corn syrup.

[alsjeblieft-zeg]

273 of 2023

Created by joybucket

I'm listening to one of my favorite songs right now. I feel itchy when I sit in the grass with bare legs in the summer. I've spent a day doing random acts of kindness for a YouTube video. I really like the idea of doing random acts of kindness, and I'd like to do more of them, I think. I've left a positive note in a library book for someone else to find. (no, but you made me feel like doing so) I've never left a positive note in a library book, but I like the idea and am thinking of doing it now. I absolutely love bright colors and have never taken color for granted a day in my life! 🌈 I've built a blanket fort as an adult. I can't even remember the last time I built a blanket fort. I can remember building a blanket fort as a kid. I love drinking Arizona sweet tea. It would be my dream to record my own music in a recording studio. I've met one of my favorite bands or musicians. I've baked a cheesecake from scratch. 🍰 I'm wearing pajama pants right now. I've gone shopping in my pajamas. 🛒 I love Reese's Peanut Butter Cups. 🟤 I try a new drink every time I go to Starbucks (or another local coffee shop). I've ordered something off the Starbucks secret menu. I like Skittles. I love it when they're handing out free samples at the grocery store. The grocery store I shop at never gives out free samples. I've worked at a grocery store. I like bacon. 🥓 I think bacon tastes better with syrup on it. 🥓 I've bundled up under a warm and fuzzy blanket right now. I've never seen snow. ❄️ I've seen snow every single year of my life. ⛄️ I love snow! ❄️ I've painted a picture of a beautiful landscape. 🖼️ I want to paint a picture of a beautiful landscape. 🖼️ Jesus is the best thing that ever happened to me. ✝️ I've worked at Starbucks. I've worked as a barista at another coffee shop. Sunday is my favorite day of the week. ⛪️ Saturday is my favorite day of the week. Every day of the week is the same to me. I receive a hug from someone every day. I love hugs. 🤗 I receive a hug from someone maybe once or twice a year, if even that. I enjoy scrapbooking. I wish I lived closer to the ocean. 🌊 I want to live on the beach. 🏝️ I love running through sprinklers on a hot summer day. All of my friends live inside of my computer. 💻 I have more online friends than I do in real life. I don't want to admit to anyone how many cats I have. 🐈 I've had ten or more cats in my home at once. 🐈 I know someone who has ten or more cats. 🐈‍⬛ I've thrown a birthday party for a pet. 🥳 I enjoyed going to the football games when I was in high school. 🏈 I grew up in a house with a big backyard. Rainbows are awesome. 🌈 I've watched a dog run around in circles chasing its tail. 🐩 I want sunflowers at my wedding. 🌻 I've baked a pumpkin pie from scratch. 🟠 It's been years since I last took a vacation. ✈️ 🌍 I have a huge, wild, untamable imagination. 💭 I feel awkward when I dance in public. 💃 I probably have way too many bottles of nail polish. 💅 I never wear glitter nail polish anymore, because it's too hard to get off. I love the smell of the leaves in the fall. 🍁 I can see a balloon from where I'm sitting right now. 🎈 I wish I had the money to shop more. 🛍️ I haven't shopped at a mall in years. 🛍️ I can see the mountains from my backyard. 🏔️ I love waking up to a snowstorm! ❄️ I could easily spend all day at the beach. 🏝️ I own a hoodie with the name of a university on it. I'm wearing my favorite hoodie right now. I've lived in a high-rise building. 🌆 It's been awhile since I last went shopping for new clothes. I'm wearing something that's my favorite color right now. I've gotten a ton of compliments on my handwriting. ✍️ I've gotten a ton of compliments on my singing voice. 🎤 I've gotten a ton of compliments on my fashion sense. 👗 I attend a church that has stained-glass windows. ⛪️

[phoenixiancrystallist]

Day 149! I didn't share yesterday bc I'd hit post limit >.>;

Not much done because I'm sick, I just recolored the vine.

[sushiburritonoms]

If you're still looking for questions; do you prefer canon-verse or Modern AUs for Star Wars? Is there a crossover you've not seen yet but would like to? Do you have any weird pet peeve you've come across in fic (you can be as vague as you want about it)? Do you have a preferred drink whole writing?

Hey anon thanks for playing along!

Modern AU or Canon: I totally prefer canon SW to modern AUs. I actually don’t read that many and Sacred Texts is the first time I’m writing an extended modern AU in any of my fandoms. I find it challenging to write these characters without their unique characteristics (Jedi powers, mandalorian armor) so y'all are going to have to tell me I’m at all successful! Plus I feel like in canon AUs I can bullshit to a certain extent and people give me the benefit of the doubt. In the modern AU, if make a mistake and use the wrong nickname for an Air Force grunt or forget where Jedha is located in Arizona and it’ll throw way more people off. No pressure or anything ;_;

Crossovers…oh Anon. Sweet anon. I have so many ideas and absolutely no time for them. Some of these I've already subjected the Boba/Din/Luke server to as drabbles:

The Sentinel (tv show)/Mandalorian AU: Din turns out to be a Sentinel with heightened senses (advanced hearing, sight, taste, smell and touch) and they are triggered when he spends an extended period of time alone (after he drops off Grogu with Luke maybe?) Luke is his Jedi Guide, has zero ideas wtf is going on and only Boba has some clue given that he is the only character who remembers Jedi and their freaky abilities.

Minority Report/SW AU: Anakin, Luke and Leia as the three captive precogs (if you haen't seen the movie they are psychics that can see the future and they are held captive by the government and used for their powers). Din is the Tom Cruise character who busts them out of captivity when the US government steals Grogu from him (because he also shows signs of precog abilities). Co Stars Padme ‘gonna take down the US government to save my family’ Naberrie as a badass.

Star Wars/His Dark Materials crossover. Din with a daemon sounds amazing but I got zero ideas for a plot (I like his daemon being a mudhorn, just this huge brick of a creature that follows him everywhere). This is just pure vibes.

Wandavision mashup: Sequel era Hobo!Luke keeps trying to rewrite the past because he's crazy with grief and drags the poor suffering soul of Din along for the ride. (spoilers: HE DED)

I don't think I'll ever actually write any of this but I really love coming up with scenarios.

I also have an idea for a Din story based on a Star Trek Deep Space Nine episode that I might actually write. For Halloween. If I find the time. ;_;

Fanfic pet peeves

I really value characterization and prefer to read and produce fics where the characters largely stay true to their canon counterparts. It's not always possible to get them exactly alike in a modern AU or crossover (which is probably why I don't read that many). I don't know if that's weird? Oh, and I do think some of the things said in sex scenes are bit overused to the point where if I see certain phrases (or certain noises) I start snickering instead of getting into a story. Sorry. I'm immature sometimes.

Preferred drink

I drink a lot of coffee (drip coffee, with cream and sugar in the morning) or herbal tea (mostly chamomile at night). But I do need to drink something hot when writing. Get me in the right headspace. :D

Wow these were some great questions thank you!!

[pikaflute]

Top six beverages!

1. Arizona Sweet Tea (but i can never find cans of it anywhere im cursed)

2. Kiwi Strawberry Snapple (also the glass bottles make the drink taste better)

3. Mango Dragonfruit Iced Tea from Starbucks (you literally don’t understand how good it is)

4.Jasmine Tea (im having some right now :) calming my cringe fail foot)

5. Dr. Pepper (its literally the only soda i can stomach)

6. Green Tea Boba (hehe balls)

[quarantineddreamer]

Tag 8 people you want to get to know better!

Hello, hello! I was tagged by @aprilmayship 😋 (thank you!!)

Favorite color: Purple 💜

Last song I listened to: October by Alessia Cara (kind of obsessed with her music right now)

Favorite musicians: Mmmm for the past few months I’ve been on a steady rotation of ARIZONA, John Mayer, Alessia Cara, Broods, and some others. I’ve got pretty varied tastes though and it changes all the time. 

Last film I watched: A documentary called the Biggest Little Farm. It was all about this couple starting a farm where things were done in harmony with nature and it was super fascinating and also essentially the story of my boyfriend’s parents down to the guardian dogs watching over the land 😂

Last show I watched: Legend of Korra (just finished, give me some recs for stuff to watch next??)

Favorite characters: I have so many...since this is an ATLA blog I’ll just go with a few of my favorites from that world: Zuko, Katara, Suki, Toph (ATLA) Korra, Bolin, Mako (LOK)

Sweet, spicy or savoury: Sweet *reaches for another M&M*

Sparkling water, tea, or coffee: Sparkling water! I can drink a scary amount of La Croix in a day. Gimme dat fizz. 

Pets: I have a german-shepard/pitbull mix named Piper, her ears are insane, her headtilts give me life, and I love her soooo much. 

Tagging: @siffuhotman @juldooz-atla @sol-tinyrayofsun @rllyjohnrlly and I’m feeling too lazy to get 8 so anyone who wants to participate tag me 😊

[justanotherboyinblue]

Unusual Asks

Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora? spotify!! 

is your room messy or clean? ...depends if i don’t have company, or i haven’t been made to clean it, it’s relatively messy. well. it’s not messy to me, because i know where everything is and why things are...not...put away, but messy to Literally Everyone Else

what color are your eyes? brown!

do you like your name? why? i Love my name mostly because i chose it and i like how it sounds I Just Think It’s Neat

what is your relationship status? taken! i have two beautiful partners that i love very very much

describe your personality in 3 words or less Chaotic Disaster Gay

what color hair do you have? also brown dkjbsgalk

what kind of car do you drive? color? i don’t drive! don’t have my license yet

where do you shop? anywhere and everywhere alksjdb meijer? ig?

how would you describe your style? Grunge

favorite social media account discord! ‘s how i talk to my babies :3

what size bed do you have? a twin! v comfy, v bouncy

any siblings? unfortunately two brothers both are Assholes

if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why? switzerland honestly first of all, lgbtq+ has been legal there since 1942 like look at them Go oh my gosh also! i love german, it’s such a fascinating language but the biggest reason? that’s where moje rojena wants to live

favorite snapchat filter? i don’t have snapchat, and don’t really plan to kjasbdl

favorite makeup brand(s) don’t wear it! the only thing i use is chapstick lmao a wonderful vanilla chapstick by Eos

how many times a week do you shower? sometimes every night, but mostly every other night! so three or four

favorite tv show? oh gosh there are so many she-ra is probably at the top i love supernatural, and elementary, bbc sherlock, person of interest, steven universe there are a bunch of amazing shows i love!

shoe size? i think i wear like a ten and a half quadruple e do with that as you will

how tall are you? 5′4 i think probably

sandals or sneakers? flip flops!! or barefoot kadjbsgl

do you go to the gym? i don’t think i’ve ever even seen the inside of a gym

describe your dream date cuddle pile some show or movie on tv So Many Blankets but the most important thing the Most Important thing is that my babies are with me and that’s all i really need

how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment? i don’t have any cash, but i have like a little over $50 on my card

what color socks are you wearing? white with gray designs

how many pillows do you sleep with? normally three, but i’ll bring in another three if i want to build a Nest:tm:

do you have a job? what do you do? no job! i think my first job will be working at my local library

how many friends do you have? uhhhhhhh no idea a dozen? idk maybe half a dozen i really have no idea, and i have a horrible memory

what's the worst thing you have ever done? I Will Not Divulge Such Information

what's your favorite candle scent? there’s this one candle we have that’s tide+kelp scented but it just smells like a speedstick it’s awesome

3 favorite boy names Leo (obviously) Tobias Axel

3 favorite girl names L(again, obviously) Celeste i’ve always loved the name Andromeda as well! 

favorite actor? Ezra Miller!! they’re a nonbinary icon, first of all, and they’re an amazing actor in my opinion! they’re Credence in Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them and Barry in Justice Leauge

favorite actress? hmmmmmmmmmm probably Margot Robbie tbh love her stuff also? have you seen the trailer for Birds of Prey? we Stan

who is your celebrity crush? don’t have one kjdsablg

favorite movie? oh gosh I Cannot Choose A Favorite Anything Okay i love Avatar(the one with the blue aliens not the Disgrace Of A Movie), and The Dark Knight, Captain Marvel, Abominable, and so many others

do you read a lot? what's your favorite book? i do! i used to read almost a full book every day Finding Me by Katheryn Cushman is really good, and so is Five Feet Apart, i love the Divergent series too!

money or brains? brains duh, if you’re smart you can make more money but if you’re an idiot with money what happens when you run out

do you have a nickname? what is it? not really kjabdsga my partners have their nicknames for me of course, but with my actual name you can’t have a lot of nicknames Leo calls me Q, i’ve been called Stefano and Viktor, one friend used Quimberly for a while akjfgbslkdfg

how many times have you been to the hospital? other than when i was born, i think only the once!

top 10 favorite songs Here We Go sweet tooth-Scott Helman adderall- Max Frost bambi- Hippo Campus roxxane- Arizona Zervas grixtronics- GRiZ iSpy- KYLE truth hurts- kidz bop (fuck off it slaps) walk man- TMG mr.clean- Yung Gravy peach scone- Hobo Johnson

do you take any medications daily? nope! 

what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc) definitely oily

what is your biggest fear? Ya Boi Out Here With Abandonment Issues

how many kids do you want? i’ll stick with my fur babies thank you very much

what's your go-to hairstyle? in my face covering my right eye so i can’t see with it because it annoys my mother and i think i look Hot

what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc) medium i would think? we don’t have a second floor or a finished basement, but i’ve never had to bunk with either of my brothers so

who is your role model? no one specific! just, kind people, yk? 

what was the last compliment you received? i think it was on...monday? when Leo kept telling me i was adorable XD

what was the last text you sent? to a gc with my partners saying i was going mia because I Have The Right To Not Interact With Anyone For Several Days And Watch Movies  no i will not be taking criticism

how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real? like somewhere from seven to nine i think i have no idea dude, i have the memory of a goldfish

what is your dream car? .... 1967 black chevy impala

opinion on smoking? bad for you, love the smell, not gonna tell you to stop, will just worry quietly in the corner because i won’t tell you what to do with your life

do you go to college? nope! still in high school, i probably won’t go to college tbh

what is your dream job? owning my own bookstore! with a cafe a cat cafe i have it planned out to a concerning degree

would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs? i’ve lived in one place my entire life and it’s on the side of the highway with no neighbors so Suburbs Be Like Scary

do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels? oh absolutely

do you have freckles? no and i’m salty about it

do you smile for pictures? of course! never with my teeth tho because my canines are halfway up my face :)

how many pictures do you have on your phone? don’t have a phone! i have a Whole Bunch on my computer though

have you ever peed in the woods? did not work out tried once Never Again

do you still watch cartoons? of course i do i’m gay it’s legally required

do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonald's? i’ve never had McDonald's nuggets but Wendy’s has the best for sure

Favorite dipping sauce? ranch or campfire sauce

what do you wear to bed? pajamas???? in winter it’s long sleeve tees with fuzzy pants in summer it’s basketball shorts and whatever twenty-year-old shirt i can find in my closet

have you ever won a spelling bee? i’ve never entered one so no homeschool for the win

what are your hobbies? Anything On A Screen and books mostly books on a screen but i’ll occasionally pick up a paperback also food and swimming

can you draw? s o m e t i m e s

do you play an instrument? i played guitar for a while, but i broke one of the strings and don’t have the tools to replace it i really want a ukelele

what was the last concert you saw? i went to a college campus for four days with my youth group, and a band named Sing Love played every night

tea or coffee? Neither

Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts? Also Neither i’ve been to starbucks one time and it was the most disappointing drink i’ve ever had i am a loyal biggby customer  even though i haven’t been there in over a year

do you want to get married? not in the traditional sense i couldn’t even if i wanted to because the us said No Polyam Rights

what is your crush’s first and last initial? L.R. + L.G.

are you going to change your last name when you get married? probably! or we’ll both take a new one together

what color looks best on you? warm colors!! i do look Fabulous in a nice cool forest green though

do you miss anyone right now? Of Course I Do I’m In A Long Distance Relationship With Two People

do you sleep with your door open or closed? closed if it was open my asshole cat would eat all my hair ties and my fairy lights

do you believe in ghosts? nope! 

what is your biggest pet peeve? uh people who assume? ig?

last person you called? Leo XD

favorite ice cream flavor? mint chocolate chip!!

regular oreos or golden oreos? The Golden Ones  they taste like lemon even if they’re not the lemon ones i love it

chocolate or rainbow sprinkles? i don’t like sprinkles because i’m a Monster

what shirt are you wearing? i’m Not It’s Hoodie Season

what is your phone background? my tablet backgrounds are Leo and L because i’m a Sap

are you outgoing or shy? Both i’m getting a lot better in the confidence department, but i still get nervous and overwhelmed sometimes!

do you like it when people play with your hair? I Cry Every Time and so does Leo it’s adorable

do you like your neighbors? if i did i would hate them because i Can

do you wash your face? at night? in the morning? not outside of the shower

have you ever been high? nope

have you ever been drunk? nope

last thing you ate? leftover itallian mac n cheese

favorite lyrics right now ..... ................. raindrops on rose and whiskers on kittens~ sTICKING-

summer or winter? winter!!

day or night? night, of course

dark, milk, or white chocolate? milk! or dark with sea salt

favorite month? hm maybe august because it’s just starting to get cold, but you can also still swim on the warm days

what is your zodiac sign pisces! as i’m sure is obvious

who was the last person you cried in front of? my mother Because Leaving Me Alone For Five Minutes Is Impossible

thank you Luxet for the questions!

[caffeineivore]

M/N fic for Wils!

For @nelwynp aka The Ebil Enabler. I actually wrote this longhand on a notebook as is my habit during long plane rides and so on. Recently got back from a two week vacation to Spain and Portugal so... there was a lot of plane time. Also chilling time post-evening sangria. I managed to write a few ficlets during this trip, and will tag them all under “travel ficscribble”.

Set in a ficverse not yet really published, but the same as the last few things I posted. Will eventually compile everything after the main fic is published for the @ssrevminibang.

Prompt: M/N, “Buffoon”, “I hope you’re miserable”

**

“You great buffoon! Why in the names of all the saints would you attempt to keep up with me Uncle Murphy, then? It’s tea and dry toast for you this morning, and possibly into this afternoon, too.”

There’s an army of mad leprechauns doing an Irish step dance in the space in his skull where his brain used to reside before it was pickled to death by a gallon of Guinness last night. His mouth tastes like the Sonoran Desert, scorpions and lizards and all, and Noah is pretty sure that if he attempts to move his limbs, they might fall off. Had it been any other person than Mary Kathleen talking to him and breaking the silence of the room, he might have cussed them out. Or at least made plans to do so sometime in the near future once the room stopped spinning. 

“Your Uncle Murphy was the one who kept refilling my cup! I wasn’t trying to start anything with him! Does he hate Americans or something? I mean, we are kind of a bunch of assholes, but I’m pretty sure I didn’t personally do anything to him.”

Mary Kathleen tsks at him, but sets down the tray of toast and tea on the nightstand by his bed. Noah is not above admiring the glimpse down her shirt as she bends over. He might be suffering the Hangover From Hell, but the day he couldn’t find the wherewithal to appreciate Mary Kathleen’s incredibly fabulous boobs, he’d have to be blind, dying or both.

Not that he thought of her in some sort of sleazy, disrespectful, sexual object type of way. And certainly not anything he’d admit to, aloud. Mary Kathleen was a friend-- they’d kept in touch since meeting each other at her graduation two years ago-- and besides, he wasn’t going to discount the fact that she could quite possibly kick his ass. Or at least make his life a complete living hell. Nor was he about to make things awkward, particularly on her home turf.

It’s his first time in Ireland and certainly it’s a pretty big departure from America. Mary Kathleen’s family comes from a tiny village that looks like something out of a postcard, and just the other day, they were stuck behind the local idea of a traffic jam-- a flock of sheep taking their sweet time to cross the road. The land is a bit hilly, but lush and green, with a great deal more rain than he was accustomed to. But he could hardly complain. Not when it never came close to the downright dangerous temperatures of a sweltering Arizona summer, and especially not to Mary Kathleen’s exceptionally friendly family.

She’d told him, perhaps a year ago, that she’d lost both parents in her teens to a plane crash, and that she’d been taken in by an aunt and uncle afterwards, who’d lived in London at the time. They’d since moved back to Ireland after Uncle Murphy had retired, and though the sleepy little village of her youth certainly offered less by way of employment opportunities, there was no other place she’d rather be in the summers between school terms.

And so, as her friend, and as Zack’s unofficial babysitter, here he was. At least, that is to say, he got Zack safely into the UK and dropped him off into the competent hands of Amy, then embarked upon this little detour. And though he hadn’t exactly done anything super exciting thus far, it was worth it just to see this side of Mary Kathleen’s life, in her natural habitat, as it were.

He was never going to spend an evening at the pub with Uncle Murphy again, however. Everything that people said about the Irish and their alcohol tolerance was true.

About two hours later, Noah is roughly human again, after about four slices of dry toast, three cups of tea and two cat naps. He blearily makes his way towards the direction of the bathroom, which is tiny and adorable and had lace curtains on the windows, but also a shower about the size of a shoebox. The water pressure leaves something to be desired, but at least it does get good and hot. He sweats out the last little bit of alcohol left in his system, gets dressed, and wanders outside in search of his elusive hostess.

He finds her-- or at least a pair of very long and shapely legs that definitely look like hers-- sticking out from underneath a rusted, ancient jalopy of a car in a shade of brown-green usually associated with bird droppings or guacamole past its prime. The car is parked in a neighbour’s yard, and the neighbour in question seems to be a fairly ancient man wearing a sweater and a cap, who calls out when he sees Noah approaching.

“Yer Yank’s here, Mary Kathleen, and sure and he’s looking a lot more lively now than last night.”

“Me Yank’s a great buffoon who can’t handle his drink, but at least he conducts himself well enough when he’s half-pissed. I remember the time when Fergus McLean ran bare-arsed through the village singing ‘Whiskey In The Jar’, and if he wasn’t a walking advert for the evils of over-indulgence, I’m sure I can’t think of a one who’d suit it better.” Mary Kathleen, butt wiggling in her well-worn jeans, shimmies out from underneath the fugly car, a streak of black grease on one cheek, and grins up at him from her prone position on the ground. “I’m changing the oil of Flynn Malone’s car for him. He’ll be giving me some fresh eggs and a loaf of his wife’s soda bread for tomorrow’s breakfast, and perhaps if he’s feeling particularly generous and kindly, a pot of fresh butter as well, for none make better bread and sweeter butter than our Bridget Malone, aye?”

“‘Tis why I married her, to be sure,” Flynn Malone says agreeably, even as he gives Noah an unmistakable side-eye. “Now, my Bridget’s Da was fit to string me up by the bollocks, he was, when he caught me singing for her at her window in the moonlight before we were married. Our Mary Kathleen’s quite the prize herself, and I’d be happy to stand in for her Da if a lad comes sniffling after her and doesn’t do right by her.”

“I’m pretty sure if I did anything untoward in her presence, let alone directed at her, Mary Kathleen’s completely capable of kicking my ass herself,” Noah remarks in as polite a tone as he can muster, considering the conversation topic. “Therefore, I’m not going to try anything funny. I want to live.”

“Oy, yer smarter than ye look,” Flynn Malone guffaws as Mary Kathleen ducks back under the car to finish up. “We had our doubts. A body who makes a living getting pictures taken of his naked chest doesn’t always have a great deal going on upstairs.”

“The Yank’s working on his post-graduate in Physics at his Uni, and I’d thank you to be nice to my company, Flynn Malone.” Mary Kathleen reappears out from underneath that car. “Don’t be troubling him too much, or I’ll be tying a knot in your fuel line.”

Mary Kathleen wipes her hands and face clean with a damp towel, and Flynn Malone hands her a covered wicker basket full of the agreed-upon bread and eggs and butter, and after bidding her neighbour farewell, she and Noah head back to the house of her Uncle and Aunt.

“So, you never answered my question.” Noah carefully steers clear of any implications of his intentions towards Mary Kathleen. Not that they’re dishonourable, per se, but why bring a beautiful friendship into an awkward and potentially disastrous direction? Mary Kathleen, he knew, would never consider getting on a plane to even visit the United States, let alone move over there. “Do people here hate Americans, or do they just enjoy messing with me? I mean, I’m not mad. Just kind of curious.”

“Oh, you’re not from around here, and moreover you’re a male non-relative visiting my home. This part of Ireland is still quite traditional with things, so me neighbours probably want to make sure you’re not here to shag me and whistle off on your merry way, leaving me pregnant and unwed.” Noah’s eyes go wide at the last part of her explanation, and to his chagrin, Mary Kathleen blithely misinterprets his expression. “Not to fret, lad. I know you’ve no interest in such a matter. You’re quite safe from the parson’s trap. In the day and age of Flynn Malone, a man and a woman could scarce smile at each other without threats of the Banns being read, but I’m expecting naught from you of that sort.”

“Sure. I’m safe with you. Just not with any other number of people who’d like to see me miserable. Sounds good.”

“Maybe you should improve your constitution before we visit the pub again.” Mary Kathleen smirks up at him. “At least you no longer look like you’re fit to go to the Devil. You’re not quite to shirtless kilt standards, yet, but perhaps a nice walk in the fresh air will help you.”

“As long as I don’t step in any more cow shit.”

“I make no promises. You should have been more careful and watched your step.”

Noah says nothing about the fact that he’d been distracted staring at the freckles on her nose, and the glint of gold in her green eyes, and the way her t-shirt clung to her in a way white cotton had no business doing to anyone at any time, and follows her down the lane. He’d perhaps die in Ireland, but at least he’d die happy.

[wtfrace]

a lapse of judgement— chapter one, racetrack higgins.

in which rosie lewis is all of a sudden very flustered around her roommate, racetrack higgins— and has absolutly no idea what to do about it.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ

rosie lewis must have been on something last august. something that must have desparatley lapsed her common sense— otherwise there was no explanation for how she ended up living in a sub-par apartment with three chaotic boys.

she had just started her sophomore year of college, and after two of her roommates transferred to another school a state over, she was desperate for either help with rent, or a place to move in. she had put out an ad on craigslist, as well as several flyers around campus, and waited anxiously for a reply. it came in the form of an email from someone named albert desilva. the message had begun with okay this is a long shot, and had more or less gone down hill from there.

the boy had then explained that he, and two of his friends, had been kicked out of their shared house off campus (under circumstances that were absolutly not our fault, please don’t let that lapse your judgment) and they were looking for a decent place to stay. here comes the part that made rosie think she absolutly had to be smoking something at the time— because she said yes.

now, a year and a half later— she was living in a decently large, very messy, apartment with albert desilva, antonio, racetrack, higgins, and elmer kasprzak.

now, don’t think for a moment that rosie didn’t adore those boys. at first she had been hesitant towards their loud & boyish personality’s, but now she wasn’t sure how she had ever lived without them in her life. they were as messy as her, and usually pretty annoying— but above all that they were caring & considerate & really good at making her smile. living with them had come with perks, including but not limited to almost free takeout (via elmer’s job at the italian place a few blocks away), exposure to the best movies she had ever seen thus far (via albert’s excellent taste) and rarely wavering emotional support (via race’s general personality).

so it definitely wasn’t that she didn’t enjoy living with them— moreover that occasionally it made it hard to do simple things. last month, they had sat down to figure out bills together, but had become distracted half way through by a new episode of criminal minds. a few days after that they tried to do it again, and ended up following race to the roof to see what he claimed was “a giant garfield balloon” (which there was, but still.) now, as rosie tried to complete the simple task of creating a grocery list— she found herself overwhelmingly distracted.

“in conclusion,” elmer said assuredly, “turning race’s bedroom into a vegetable garden would be only profitable to the over-all wellbeing & financial structure of our group.” rosie looked up for the first time during his spiel, continuing to write vegan mac & cheese (cheap kind) as she did, and gave him a pointed look.

“and in this made-up situation, where exactly would race be living?” she asked, glancing at the tall boy that was currently trying to see how many of albert’s textbooks he could balance on his head.

“well, race is statistically the least useful person in this apartment. we could kick him out, or just make him sleep on a mattress on the fire escape.” elmer said dismissively, mostly joking but also a little serious.

“el, we aren’t kicking race out so you can overtake another room with your herbs & dahlia’s.” rosie said, a small smile on her face as she glanced pointedly at the not one, but three pots placed on top of the cabinets (so high that it took two people to water them, one with the watering can, and one holding a rickety step-stool.)

“aw, that’s sweet flower, you care about my wellbeing.” race said cheesily, dropping the books back onto the kitchen table & pinching her cheek. this brings us to what had been distracting her the most. all day she had been weird around race. he was an unusually touchy person, but rosie has grown so used to it she barely noticed— except for today. all of a sudden every touch sent her face heating up & her heart plummeting. it was the strangest thing she had experienced in a while, and it was beginning to make it difficult to be in the same room as him. now though, she was determined to finish her grocery list, and ignored the stir in her stomach to shoo him away with her pen.

“more like your rent, racer.” albert said, yawning as he joined them in the kitchen. “wanna watch interstellar with me, rosie?”

“no! i’m determined to get this done this weekend, and it’s sunday and i’ve barely finished a list of what we need.” rosie exclaimed, “the only thing in the fridge right now is elmer’s prized wonka-bar, and three half finished arizona ice teas. so if you don’t want to starve— help, or leave.” albert and elmer shared nervous glances, and simultaneously exited the room. rosie was very rarely angry or annoyed, but when she was, she was a force to be reckoned with. talk about an unstoppable force meeting an immovable object.

but, to rosie’s great dismay, while those two left, race chose to stuck around.

“i can see you’re frustrated, rosie— and i assure you, we won’t leave this room ‘til your list is finished!” race said, sliding into the bar-stool next to her. great, just what she needed.

“c’mon race, be serious.” a statement equivalent to asking a penguin to be a giraffe.

“hey— serious is my middle name, doll!” rosie screwed up her face, ignoring the fact that her heart was beating rapidly at that comment. she was beginning to tire of whatever new variable was causing her body to go into SOS mode when she was around him.

“you sound like a newsboy from 1899 when you call me that.” she said, eyebrows raised impertinently, and cheeks dusted with red. oddly specific, but completely accurate. race grinned back at rosie, stealing the list from in front of her, and sliding the stool closer to her so their elbows were touching.

“there’s a soar lack of ninja turtle fruit snacks on here.” race said, then stealing the pen from between her fingers to scribble down a few words across the sheet of paper. it was going to be a long night.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ

it took rosie the rest of the night to figure out what was bothering her.

after race had enthusiastically helped with the grocery list, he had been insistent on accompanying her to the store a few blocks away. the walk had felt a little better— the cool march air refreshed rosie a little, and she had settled into normal conversation with race (the downfalls of dunkirk, and the proper rating of 17th century artists.) they walked side by side, both with smiles on their faces, through the ever-crowded streets of greenwich village.

they got to the grocers at around 7, just as the sun was beginning to set, and rosie was thinking that maybe she had a temporary lapse in judgement earlier, seeing as she didn’t feel anything looking at race now. and then, he had blown her theory clear out of exsistence, when he easily scooped her into his arms, and deposited her into a shopping cart. rosie could feel her entire body flush red, as she gaped slightly at the taller boy. her stomach was doing a gymnastics routine not unlike elmer if you got him drunk enough, and race was grinning adorably like it was the most normal thing in the world.

still though, she had no idea what was causing her so much tribulation. until the canned foods section.

race had been unwilling to help rosie out of the cart for the entirety of the trip, insisting that she needed a break after working on her feet all day saturday— so she watched from her mildy uncomfortable seat in the basket, as race tried to bowl using a can of soup and six skinny boxes of spaghetti. too entirely flustered to insist that he stop, rosie simply stared— something in her alighting when he turned back to her with a pleased smile on his face. his hair was messy, in need of a cut, and hanging sloppily across his forehead— and every freckle & scar of his face was clear in the harsh light of the grocery store. his hands were raised in victory (having successfully knocked down all the boxes without being caught by an employee) and the baggy sleeves of his sweatshirt bunched at his wrists.

then she knew.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ

24 hours later, rosie stared pitifully into space, as she ate a bowl of lucky charms, sitting criss cross on jack kelly’s countertop. jack, along with his boyfriend davey, leaned against the counter opposite her, eyeing the girl with an air of concern.

jack had been a friend of rosie’s for years— and had subsequently met davey (a friend of race, elmer and albert’s) when they were inevitably at the apartment at the same time. seven months later, they were dating, and sharing the rent on an apartment at the border of chelsea & greenwich village. albert called them gross, elmer called them a match made in heaven, but either way it was agreed that the four were subsequently the reason they met— and therefore should have the right to be the namesack of their first four children.

“okay, rose, you got your lucky charms. are you going to explain why you were on my doorstep in near tears at one in the morning, now?” jack asked, eyebrows raised with conviction.

“i got feelings, jacky— i need to know how to make them go away.” rosie’s voice came out barely a whisper, her statement sounding much more ridiculous once she said it out loud.

“you— what?” davey elbowed jack in the side, a knowing expression on his face as the two had a clear wordless conversation.

“you heard me!” the girl exclaimed, her face pitiful & desperate enough to draw genuine concern from the boy. “you got over kath, i need to know how to get over this.” jack scratched the back of his neck.

“well... it helped that kath was a lesbian. i’m assuming that’s not a variable in this situation.” jack shrugged, “c’mon rosie, you’re going to have to give us more information than that.”

“race.” the single word drew a scoff from jack’s mouth.

“rosie, i could have told you that weeks ago.” davey said, confusion clear in his expression, “what’s so bad about having feelings for race?”

“that kid wouldn’t do anything to hurt you if we paid him a million bucks & threw in a razor scooter.” jack added. rosie glared at them, opening her mouth to respond but struggling on how to word her feelings. jack crossed his arms over his chest, head tilting a little to the side.

“it’s a problem! i-i live with him! an’ on top of that he’s one of my best friends, and he would never in a million years like me back so if he ever found out— which he definetly would the way i’ve been acting, then—“

“dear god lewis, i love you, you know that, but you’re actually hopeless.” jack huffs, causing rosie to stare blankly at him. “race doesn’t like you back? how do you explain— like everything he does! are you forgetting the time he literally proposed to you with a basket of olive garden breadsticks!”

“he’s race, jack, he’s like that with everybody! that same day he flirted with a pigeon on the sidewalk outside of olive garden!” davey blinked, holding a hand up to interupt.

“first of all— that was months ago and the fact that you both remember it so vividly is a little unsettling. second of all, i knew him before you did, rosie. before he moved in with you he did flirt with anything that breathed, but now? i haven’t seen him give any man, woman, or bird other then you a second glance.” rosie looked dreadfully unconvinced, stirring her spoon absentmindedly through the now empty bowl. her heart had admittedly soared a little at the thought of race liking her.

for a split second, her brain let her imagine her and race together: sprawled across the sofa in the living room, his hand in her hair, we bare bears playing lowly in the background, race occasionally laughing gently & pressing a kiss to her forehead. she imagined waking up to his ungodly snoring, but smiling like an idiot anyway, because he was damn beautiful in the mornings. she imagined walking through little italy hand in hand with him, giggling as he pointed out stupid things in the windows of shops. then— she got a grasp of reality, pushing the thought out of her head. she couldn’t afford to get her hopes up— not when there was a huge chance race had never thought about her that way.

“i don’t like this,” rosie mumbled, setting the bowl by the sink, and pulling her knees to her chest. “how do i make it go away? seriously— no matter whether you think race likes me or not, how do i make it go away?” jack and davey exchanged a look, before laughing simultaneously.

“that isn’t really how it works, rosie.” davey said sympathetically, “you can act on it, or you can put up with it until it eventually fades away but—“

“i can’t put up with feeling like this for much longer.”

jack looked at her like the answer was obvious, “then act on it.”

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ

part two to be posted soon

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Dandelion, azalea, heliconia, aster, magnolia, locust, zinnia, peony, Amsonia, daffodil, calla lily. -H

DANDELION: Do you think you’re important?

Not incredibly, no? Lol life could go on without me and not much would change, probably.

AZALEA: What’s a movie you cried while watching?

Fun fact: I don’t cry at movies, TV shows, or books. I refuse to lol. It’s become a sort of game or competition at this point. I’ve not cried at them since I was too young to remember watching movies. 

The closest I’ve come recently, though, is with Coco. I found a lot of parallels between Miguel’s life and my own, and it was just a really emotional movie without that lol

HELICONIA: Do you like when it rains?

Yes!!

Living in Arizona, it’s not something I experience often, so if it’s raining you can bet your butt I’ll be out there frolicking in it. Or sitting inside staring at it. Or just simply standing in it.

I do not like storms, though. I don’t like the raging winds and thunder and lightning. Storms freak me out really bad lol

ASTER: Would you rather be cold or hot?

Hot.

I’m a desert-dwelling gal, so my body is built to withstand the heat, even if I’m uncomfortable it rarely gets unbearable. I cannot stand the cold, though. It’s incredibly uncomfortable and I hate how my hands and nose go numb even if it’s just barely below like 70 (70 itself is honestly pretty chilly though, let’s be honest)

MAGNOLIA: Favorite kind of candy?

Ummmm, tootsie rolls or M&Ms. Reeses and Smarties coming in at close seconds

LOCUST: What was your favorite book as a child?

Oh man idk. I had always loved reading, but Rick Riordan made it an even bigger thing for me to the point where I’d read the original Percy Jackson series almost 30 times before I started middle school, so probably one of those.

I read it so many times that I can still tell you stupid little details from the first book that no one else really payed attention to, like what size shirt Clarisse wore (XXXL, I think. If not, then just XXL).

ZINNIA: Who was your best friend when you were six years old?

I honestly don’t think I had one? Like, I went to a charter school for kindergarten and 1st grade, and I was the oldest kid because my parents didn’t put me in school until I was 5, but everyone else was 4. I’ve been pretty awkward my whole life, so I never had any real friends, I don’t think. It was more like “this group of people was nice to me last week, but now they’re not and this other group is so I’ll play with them” so between 5-7 I didn’t really have any real friends. I was just passed around the kids in the class a few times per year until I moved to public school in the 2nd grade, where I made my first two real friends.

I suppose an argument could be made that someone at my church could’ve been my best friend, but honestly I don’t remember anyone from my church from that time except for this guy that I kissed when I was 4, but that’s another story and this answer is already too long lol

PEONY: What’s your favorite hot beverage?

I actually don’t like any hot beverages lol. Coffee is gross and I can’t have caffeine. I’m too scared to try most teas (but I at least know I don’t like earl gray), but again we have the issue of me not being able to have caffeine.

I would say hot chocolate, but I can’t really drink that either. Like, it tasted good the one or two times I’ve had it, but the drink itself is so thick and heavy that it tends to make me feel really sick shortly after drinking it.

AMSONIA: Would you ever become a vegan?

No lol. I’m already way too picky. If I removed animal products from my diet, idk if there would be much left that I would eat. Plus, I really love milk. I drink it all hours of the day (if I’m home, people think it’s weird so I don’t drink milk at school or other places lol).

DAFFODIL: What’s the most thoughtful present you’ve ever received?

Oh man, idk?????? Like, my parents were really awesome and got me a camera last year for my birthday/Christmas. Or my friend got me a carebear stuffed animal (Friendship Bear) for Valentines Day, but gave it to me early because I hadn’t been doing well and that was really sweet. Or my friend came to my family birthday dinner and surprised me, and that was really cool of her. 

And this is just stuff I remember off the top of my head from recently. Like, this oen time in elementary school I wanted to go to the county fair that year but my parents wouldn’t take us, so my friends who went brought me back a stuffed unicorn from it and I still have it in the house somewhere.

Honestly, I just have a lot of wonderful people in my life that give me wonderfully thoughtful things and I love them so much.

CALLA LILY: If you died right now, what song would you want to play at your funeral?

Shoot, idk. I never really thought about it. Lol I think about dying a lot, but I never really think about what would happen after I did. Umm, I wouldn’t want my funeral to be a sad event. I wouldn’t want a sad song. I want people to be celebrating the time they had with me, not mourning that I’m now gone. I don’t want people to be hurting.

I went searching from this one song I would sometimes hear on the Christian radio stations because I brought the lyrics to mean something they probably weren’t intended to lol. I took it to mean that, yeah, okay, I don’t really fit into what society says a “Christian” should be and most Christians hate me for who I am and what I believe, but my God made me this way and He loves me so it doesn’t matter what you say. And so I’d want that to play, because a lot of things I kept secret would come to light if I died.

Like, yeah, I’m queer and liberal and think a lot of things that Christians say that a Christian shouldn’t, but my God set me free. My God’s love made me more than enough. My God set me free. So I’m going to be who he made me to be, and he made me to be queer and liberal and a lot of things Christians say I shouldn’t be. But screw them. 

And now that I’m dead, they deserve to know. And they deserve to know that I went out knowing that my God isn’t a crappy dude, like their God is.

So after like 20 minutes (because I couldn’t remember the lyrics) I found it. Live Like You’re Loved, by Hawk Nelson

Also that got way too deep and way too long, so sorry about that lol.

That’s certainly a question to end on lol

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91 question tag

Tagged by @vanillabeanniall​ and then @uswntinharmony​

More below the cut bc that’s how I roll

the last – 

1. drink: Arizona Tea

2. phone call: my mom

3. text message: my mom - she sent me two climbing videos. Or I sent them to me, from her phone

4. song i listened to: What a feeling, but I was asleep (i checked the music app just now), so the last song I remember hearing is Ray of Light by Madonna

5. time you cried: wednesday. First day of school was today so it was some stress

have you ever – 6. dated someone twice: yeah

7. been cheated on: yeah. I became friends with the guy though. Similar tastes I guess???  (( Actually I blocked him on snapchat last year bc he was talking some bs on his story but in eigth grade he wasn’t awful))  She lied abt it though and then talked to me two years later and still lied like okay

8. kissed someone and regretted it: no ragrets

9. lost someone special: not really

10. been depressed: fuck hell yep

11. gotten drunk and thrown up: no. I had like a sip of beer on a trip but it was just to mess with a dude while he was in the porta potty

list 3 favorite colors – 12. light blue

13. orangish pink

14. dark purple

in the last year have you – 15. made new friends: heck yeah. I switched schools and found a really good group of people there already. It’s been alright

16. fallen out of love: not in the last year. gotta be in love first

17. laughed until you cried: probably but I don’t remember rn

18. found out someone was talking about you: I think? I found out parents were saying nice things about me. Mean wise maybe? I’m not really sure. Probably

19. met someone who changed you: at least one. a teacher last year

20. found out who your true friends were: i think? 

more –  21. kissed someone on your facebook? alas, i do not have a facebook

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life? see 21

23. do you have any pets? A super sweet black lab named FeeBee, a kitten named Mulder and a cat named Milo, and a hedgehog named Wembly

24. do you want to change your name? i like my name. My last name bothers me sometimes bc dad stuff but it’s gotten better

25. what did you do on your last birthday? I had a chill day at school, got a nice car, got a card from all of the kids on the climbing team. One of them said “Wow Coach Ella, you only have two more years til you can drink,” like i’m sorry kid I’m only 16

26. what time did you wake up? 7. first day of school

27. what were you doing at midnight? crying and putting school stuff in my backpack and watching VEEP

28. name something you can’t wait for: to keep getting better at climbing, the Harry Styles concert on oct 11, my birthday on oct 13 bc it should be fun and I hope I’ll get another card from the climbing team bc they’re all lovely

29. when was the last time you saw your mother? today

30. what is one thing you wish you could change about your life? i want to know that I’ll be able to be happy

31. what are you listening to right now? watching Raising Hope

32. have you ever talked to a person named tom? yep

33. something that is getting on your nerves? I keep getting anxiety while I’m at climbing practice and that’s one of my most comfortable places. it feels like im going downhill with climbing even though I know im getting better

34. most visited site: netflix

school –  35. elementary: i loved my elementary school. every teacher i had was amazing, small school in austin and a good community and i still talk to my friends from there. so when i moved to the new school in fifth grade and depression was already showing up, the differences made it literally hell. it was awful. i didnt like my teachers and i didnt know people

36. middle: 6th grade was hell, 7th grade was even fuckin worse, 8th was still pretty bad. All the worst years of my life so far, and tbh it’s gonna be hard to top them

37. high: better than middle school but thats a really fucking low bar. like incredibly low.

38. college: planning for ACC for two years to get base courses, dream school UT in an engineering major. I love the school and the program there, but I worry if I could barely get through middle school, how tf am I supposed to survive college. Also it didn’t feel great when I was talking to a friend and I was like “yeah ut is tbh my dream school, if I can get in” and she was like “oh that’s one my last choice colleges” like fucking okay love you thanks for telling me that makes me feel real good about my intelligence and how you view me

me –  39. hair color: brown

40. long or short hair? shoulder length

41. do you have a crush on someone? yep. according to a friend i am “so gone for this girl” but um. oka y what if she doesn’t like me? I feel good around her though and she likes being around me and we work well together I think. She’s lovely and I wouldn’t want to make things weird by asking her out if I don’t know she feels that way too.

42. what do you like about yourself? I am able to figure things out and I work with kids really well. I’ve also been getting better at climbing again so I’m proud of myself for that

43. piercings? just my ears

44. blood type: lol yeah like i know?

45. nickname: ellallalala is something I’m getting from people at the new school, and I’ve had some climbing nicknames over the years but Coachella is sticking. I coach and my name is Ella it’s great

46. relationship status: nope

47. zodiac sign: libra

48. pronouns: she/her

49. favorite tv show(s): always sunny, parks and rec, my name is earl, curious george

50. tattoos: soon

51. right, ambidextrous, or left-handed? right

first –  52. surgery: i had one on my pelvis in 2013? i was in preschool and it was for this weird group of veins on the side of my leg. We’d always called it a birthmark and after the surgery the scar looked like a sunset over water but the sun is purple (still looks like that it’s rad) and the first time someone showed me a birthmark i was like??? Um no thats just a little dark bit of skin?? my birthmark is purple what is this shit

53. piercing: ears

54. sport: rock climbing. found it early and still love it

55. vacation: no idea

56. pair of trainers: first i remember are a PAIR OF DORA LIGHT UP SHOES

current –  57. eating: nothing

58. drinking: arizona tea

59. i’m about to: finish my arizona tea

60. listening to: the episode ended so me typing and the clock my great grandmother gave is

future –  61. waiting for: me to feel alright

62. want: to like what i’m doing and to know i’m able to be happy doing it. I wish I could just skip to being married with kids and a dog and everything.

63. married: oh for sure

64. career: astronaut has always been my dream career but with this level of anxiety it’s probably a no go. I am not over it. I’m def gonna cry abt it in a couple of minutes bc thats how it goes, ya know. The last astronaut I talked to though said “the biggest disqualifier is not applying” so i’m still going to try my hardest. I also love engineering and physics and space and science and education and would love to be a librarian, so we’ll see

your type – 
 65. hugs or kisses? depends

66. lips or eyes? eyes, i guess. There’s more character there

67. shorter or taller? in my head i’m always like oh taller but really it doesn’t matter. as long as i can be little spoon im good to go

68. older or younger? doesn’t matter

69. nice arms or nice stomach? tummies are cute i guess. 

70. sensitive or loud? i don’t know

71. hook-up or relationship? right now relationship and at some point relationship but ask me a couple months ago and it would have been different

72. troublemaker or hesitant? both. troublemaker with a lot of decisions but in fun ways, but hesitant when it comes to talking to new people that i want to be good friends with. and asking people out

73. kissed a stranger? yep. on a bet

74. drank hard liquor? had some jack daniels mixed with coffee and it tasted like cinnamon toast crunch

75. lost contact lenses/glasses? my glasses always turn up

76. turned someone down? yeah. accidentally on a few though lol. As i had a crush on someone i went out with for a little while last yeah legit three other people liked me and i guess im oblivious bc i had no fucking idea

77. sex on first date? depends

78. broken someone’s heart? i don’t think so

79. had your heart broken? yes but in a friendship way along with the relationship. it goes back to the you should kill yourself stuff

80. been arrested? nope

81. cried when someone died? no one i’ve known closely has died. My great-great grandmother died when i was fiveish but she was really old. There have been a few suicides at my old school (i switched 2 months before end of last year) and those hit hard, just knowing that there are so many people here dealing with that stuff and me relating to it. I didn’t know the people well but we’d spoken and I knew them some, but I had some friends who were much closer and really affected

82. fallen for a friend? yeah

do you believe in –  83. yourself? i try

84. miracles? shit happens, and sometimes it’s good

85. love at first sight? who am i to say tbh

86. santa claus? no

87. kiss on first date? if i like them

88. angels? no

other –  89. current best friend’s name: skip

90. eye color: hazel

91. favorite movie: i dont know im tired and want to cry sort of so maybe i shouldnt think about this stuff as much when im already stressed im going to go drink more tea and eat some soup

Anway

I’m tagging anyone who reads this far. gotcha

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1-100! :)

1. Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora? I use Apple Music

2. is your room messy or clean?Clean, usually

3. what color are your eyes?Brown

4. do you like your name? why?Yeah, I do. I’m not sure why.

5. what is your relationship status? Single :’D

6. describe your personality in 3 words or less“Big fuckin asshole”

7. what color hair do you have?Black. My beard has some blond/brown in it for some reason though.

8. what kind of car do you drive? color?A orange jeep usually.

9. where do you shop?AT THE STORE.

10. how would you describe your style?Lazy lumberjack/goth

11. favorite social media accountProbably Tumblr.

12. what size bed do you have? Queen

13. any siblings?A younger sister and an older brother

14. if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why?Arizona. I fucking hate daylight savings.

15. favorite snapchat filter? Don’t have one

16. favorite makeup brand(s)I don’t really know any!

17. how many times a week do you shower?7

18. favorite tv show?Right now, probably Always Sunny.

19. shoe size?11 and a half, I think.

20. how tall are you?Last I checked, 6 feet.

21. sandals or sneakers? I wear boots.

22. do you go to the gym? I don’t have a membership anywhere so no

23. describe your dream dateI don’t care really, spending time with her would be the best part

24. how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment?Like 20 bucks

25. what color socks are you wearing? Black

26. how many pillows do you sleep with?Two

27. do you have a job? what do you do? Been looking for one. Just a full-time student atm.

28. how many friends do you have? At least several.

29. whats the worst thing you have ever done? I told a gullible friend that lemon helps cuts and she actually did it. 😔

30. whats your favorite candle scent? Tobacco and Vanilla 🙏

31. 3 favorite boy namesIunno

32. 3 favorite girl namesIunno

33. favorite actor?Iunno

34. favorite actress? Iunno

35. who is your celebrity crush?Don’t have one.

36. favorite movie?Right now, Deadpool and Lego Batman.

37. do you read a lot? whats your favorite book? I don’t read as much as I would like to. Right now I’m really liking the Witcher series.

38. money or brains? Brains

39. do you have a nickname? what is it? Danny, Dandan, DJ, JJ, Deej…many nicknames.

40. how many times have you been to the hospital?Never for myself

41. top 10 favorite songsAT THE MOMENT: A Pirates Prayer - ZaoFear Itself - Zaok_OS - Circle of DustTwenty-Three - Project 86Genosha - Project 86Calling Me Too Soon - KornCherry Bomb - Tyler, the CreatorYonkers - Tyler, the CreatorGrave - HellyeahThe Stars of Orion - Celldweller

42. do you take any medications daily? I have to take like, 9 pills a day 😔

43. what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc)My hands get super dry in winter. Other tha that, normal I guess?

44. what is your biggest fear? Deaths of family and friends

45. how many kids do you want? At least two!

46. whats your go to hair style?Buzzed or shaved.

47. what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc) Small.

48. who is your role model? I don’t really have only one. I think everyone has something about them I can learn from.

49. what was the last compliment you received?Someone said I was sweet.

50. what was the last text you sent?They close at 8.

51. how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real?I’ve actually never belived in Santa

52. what is your dream car? One with good gas mileage that has ac and an aux 😂

53. opinion on smoking?Against it for myself but if you smoke thats your deal.

54. do you go to college? Yep! Halfway done.

55. what is your dream job? One that pays money.

56. would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs? Rural

57. do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels? Nah

58. do you have freckles? Very subtlely but yeah.

59. do you smile for pictures?Depends

60. how many pictures do you have on your phone? More than two.

61. have you ever peed in the woods? Yeah

62. do you still watch cartoons? Hells yeah.

63. do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds?I’ve never tried Wendy’s so McDonald’s I guess.

64. Favorite dipping sauce? Don’t care really

65. what do you wear to bed? Shorts and a T shirt usually

66. have you ever won a spelling bee?Npoe

67. what are your hobbies?Music, art, games, ect.

68. can you draw? Not well.

69. do you play an instrument?Bass guitar

70. what was the last concert you saw? Project 86 back in October

71. tea or coffee?Coffee

72. Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts?Starbucks

73. do you want to get married?Yes

74. what is your crush’s first and last initial?GAC (not ghost adventures crew)

75. are you going to change your last name when you get married? I’m open to it, but I havent really thought about it

76. what color looks best on you? Black

77. do you miss anyone right now? Yeah.

78. do you sleep with your door open or closed?Closed

79. do you believe in ghosts?Not really

80. what is your biggest pet peeve? Bad drivers

81. last person you called`My brother

82. favorite ice cream flavor? Strawberry probably.

83. regular oreos or golden oreos? GOLDEN.

84. chocolate or rainbow sprinkles? Rainbow tastes better cause of the magic.

85. what shirt are you wearing? A Marilyn Manson shirt

86. what is your phone background?The wolf medallion from the Witcher

87. are you outgoing or shy?Very shy usually. Takes a long time for me to be myself around people.

88. do you like it when people play with your hair?My hair is not long enough to play with but I love playing with hair!

89. do you like your neighbors? They aight.

90. do you wash your face? at night? in the morning?Before bed usually

91. have you ever been high? Nah

92. have you ever been drunk? Yes

93. last thing you ate? A piece of bread

94. favorite lyrics right now“It’s not a choice but it is a decision” by Otep

95. summer or winter? Winter!

96. day or night? Night!

97. dark, milk, or white chocolate? White

98. favorite month? December or January

99. what is your zodiac signGemini

100. who was the last person you cried in front of? I don’t even remember but it was probably my sister.

Thank you Jana! C: