#i give u some cookies and hot tea and a nice blanket for the time being

[lilchicknugg]

things that make me happy:

- reading romance books…oh how i love love love my books! theyre the best part of my day.

- listening to nice songs as i lay in bed or go about my day. there are just some songs that i love more than myself.

- halloween themes

- jumping around

- dancing in the shower with cold water blasting on me

- spending time with my family…sometimes

- the idea that one day i’ll fulfill my super fucking awesome bucket list!

- being alone/ not talking to anyone

- talking to myself

- cold temperatures + cozy clothes and blankets

- when my bed feels like a hotel bed. sometimes i just really need those vibes

- fresh air

- smelling good/feeling soft after showers. i dont know but it just makes me so happy.

- nice hair days. need i say more.

- lighters. something about holding it and igniting the flame is so comforting to me

- building legos! i love legos so much. my biggest set as of now is the hogwarts castle from harry potter with exactly 6,020 pieces. i have yet to build it but when my family’s new house gets finished building i’ll finally have the space to build the hundreds of lego sets my dad bought.

- learning spanish (when im not tired)

- sending/receiving emails. there’s something so special about it that makes me love it so much but no one uses email for personal matters anymore which i find so sad.

- organizing. in a way it makes me feel like i have control over some aspects of my life.

- taking walks around my ginormous school…but only when im alone

- drinking tea in my living room as the sun’s out and it’s windy. it makes me feel as though im actually living and enjoying life.

- physical touch (only from people i like). even though im deathly afraid of it, to me, physical touch in any way in so intimate and loving that it makes me feel all warm inside when it does happen.

- people who i can talk to without constantly having to filter myself or give great thought into what im about to say

- chocolate cake. i am obsessed with chocolate cake i’ll eat it any form or shape. they make me so indescribably happy.

- receiving (unexpected) compliments. as u can tell, im extremely attention deprived so any compliment really just makes my day.

- chicky! my emotional support stuffed duck who i hug every night as i go to sleep

- my website!! a while back i made a simple html coded website that acts as a journal of all the books i have ever read along with my rating for it and nothing beats the feeling of adding another book into the roster. as of now, my review/thoughts about my books are up on a twitter account i made specifically to talk about my books but one day (when im not lazy) i’ll create a page layout where i can insert my reviews about books.

- grilled cheese sandwiches. wowowowow how i loove grilled cheeses. theyre an all time favorite food!

- living rooms! no matter what house im staying in, i always always hang out in the living room and theyre especially great in afternoon bc i love the atmosphere where the sun is shining and its slightly warm out

- pool/beach days :) i love everything about them—the sun, the water, swimming. if i could live in the water, i would!

- the feeling of sun shining on me

- sushi. i am actually obsessed with sushi and will eat it for every single meal if left unchecked.

- anything fuzzy really. fuzzy blankets, socks, shoes, headbands. despite what everyone says about it being too hot, its my favorite material!

- fandoms. i love seeing other people geek around and be equally excited about certain tv shows and movies as me. its such a nice feeling and makes me feel bonded to them especially when its about a rather niche fandom.

- freshly baked cookies

- when people ask the right questions about me

- random acts of kindness. not just to me, but experiencing it around me as well is such a beautiful thing

- tumblr and reddit :) i love anonymous apps and how everyone is so real about themselves. there aren’t any facades and pretentiousness.

July 2, 2023 (Sunday)

[sugar-petals]

If you don't mind going for a more soft topic for a moment, what are your favorite ways of showing/receiving affection? Be it in bed or just in general.

my tags are a good starter but for the sake of compiling the softness and exposing myself:

— giving

forehead kiss headquarters speaking how can i help you

brushing the hair’s pretty relaxing

shampooing

squishing the cheekies… my designated life purpose

massages: back/shoulders, legs, scalp, hands, face

attention to the neck, you know me

cooing at baby hairs probably

holding ze hands, kneading with the thumb included i’m no fool

spooning

wrapping the bae into a blanket, equipping them with pillows, making hot cocoa if you know that i mean

got my hand in your hair 24/7 😴

tickling

i can whisper to you in 8 languages so you can choose whatever, if you want compliments in spanish no problem

squeezing. just a little. or lots, up to you

intertwining feet under a table

not just the forehead gets kisses. the crown of the head, too

just in case. i have some free purring noises in stock

um… praise bot right here.

i might just grope away if i have the permission

i have no tavern girl cleavage but i’ll smother tons regardless for the sheer fun of it. say goodbye to the light of day anime nerd

should i ever re-learn playing the guitar…

obv chopping it up in the kitchen tell mama your favorite dishes you know my caro’s culinary adventures tag

esp sweets like if you want self-made popcorn, pancakes, brownies, pastry, cookies, cupcakes etc

given that i do psychology and tarot i am ur personal divinator and psychic so if you are looking for answers i got em

well well my biting kink is rather… erm raging but i can tone it down for soft hours and just nibble

something that i can’t do but kinda wish for is carrying sb but contrary to popular opinion i am not the rock 

styling your hair

cuddling while watching a movie

holding sb by the waist is nice

i like making occasional gifts and keep a secret list of things someone gushes over in a store so i can buy it later

reassurance, advice, you know the deal

if u like conversations and hearing me out i can talk your ears off once i get started as you can tell by this post

i was graciously gifted a hand-forged tibetan singing bowl so i’m gonna use that on u, it has v mysterious powers

having an emotional meltdown over someone’s cuteness is my specialty 

since i have a bunch of DIY skills passed down to me by my grandma i might just knit you a cute hat for winter. if i have time and my tendonitis doesn’t go on strike it might be an oversized scarf. i promise it won’t look antiquated there’s some nice yarn on the market

with a little practice i can revamp my portait sketching and immortalize u

buying flowers, yes for the guys too

no limits to smooching

i like to dance and according to others very well apparently so cue that favorite music and i shall entertain

making tea

the obvious one… i can write you almost any fic in the world. if you ever wanted to be part of a story i make all wishes come true ✍️ esp if you have troubles articulating your fantasy i can flesh it out.

head pats. head pats all day. and more head pats. lastly, head pats.

— receiving

butterfly kisses

getting nuzzled is literally so cute 😭 this might be one of my favorites

i have nice hands i’ll probably let you do whatever

i’m being serious here if u know how to do reiki i won’t say no this is pretty cool

oh honey. i am too skinny to be used as a pillow like this is just a bag of rattling bones but i can dream so i include this here

me being a weirdo: i like my legs hugged

talk about asmr: if you have a set of soft brushes hmu

i can’t sing too well but my partner might so, being serenaded. you might have heard me melt over baekhyun so u know the kind of effect a voice has on me

once someone knows my taste well: yes, small presents why not

gentle shoulder massage. a writer’s tense area RIP

i have a strange obsession with someone using shy and adorable emojis. hoseok on twt and weverse basically that’s really cute, a real caro treat 

like every feline i am sensitive behind the ears just rub ur thumbs there rrr

u can braid my lion’s mane cuz asmr

pouty faces cheer me up 

i get cold easily. if someone turns up the heater or switches on the electric blanket that’s love for me

this counts as semi-receiving i believe: similarly, if i can warm my hands under your sweater i’m already happy. might end in feeling you up tbh 

getting me a glass of water

i fancy someone baking a cake

all sorts of uwu antics have an aphrodisiac effect on me

if you know these round boxes with deep red roses? i like these. they’re expensive though i don’t wanna drain a wallet for something that fades so fast

team efforts: i am a laundry fairy and u maybe like to iron

i sleep on my belly = a whole free back stroking area

ordering takeout for me/us… kind of a sucker for that

park your face under my chin 🤗

[art-by-rozzai]

had a bad day so more band au headcannons

anyone who wants to write a fic for this is absolutely allowed if they tag me, i’m not gonna make any full length ones but i might post some one shots eventually

anyway i had a really shitty day so here’s me self projecting and creating more band headcannons

check out the first here~

check out the second here~

tag list~

@athenashipsthings @thelesbianspoon @flowersheep @insert--self--hatred @nafsbluebery @sunflowerss0 @nerdiegurlie @stars-and-rose

okays lets do this✨

so last when we left the boys, it’s the day before they release their album “death of a bachelor”

to celebrate, roman suggests they get dinner out and maybe go see a movie??

logan is suprisingly the first to agree, saying that if he doesn’t get to watch the “scary stories to tell in the dark” movie soon he will explode. plus there’s no food in the fridge

virgil is also down to go see the movie, but is more reluctant to get dinner. he hates formal things, so to make him feel more comfortable roman offers they go to the local diner that he knows has virgil’s favorite chicken parm dish and virgil can’t say no to that

patton doesn’t want to see the movie at first-he really doesn’t like scary movies. but he wants dinner with his friends and he might be able to latch onto logan during the scary parts so he goes with it

so patton offers go help virgil with his hair and they end up getting ready together! they talk about everything they can think of as patton does hair and virgil does makeup and they both do each other’s nails and then they’re ready to go out whooooppp

meanwhile roman collapsed on logan’s bed an hour ago and began complaining about how he needed to impress virgil to get him to fall in love with him and has been talking ever since

logan doesn’t mind tho, roman helps him pick out a nice outfit and gives tips on how to woo patt

even though it’s not a date

yet

anyways they get to the diner and they all have an incredible time! by the end of the meal they’re in tears laughing at each other, from roman’s hysterical stories to virgil’s banter to logan’s fun facts and spilt tea to patton’s enthusiastic impressions

they love each over like family :)

and the movie is top notch. virgil is in love with it, him and logan spend the whole time guessing what’s going to happen while roman hides behind virgil and patton shoves his face full of popcorn and squish himself into logan’s arm

and yes virgil can’t stop laughing and logan’s immediate tensing up and blushing

after the movie they just don’t want to go to bed quite yet, so the friends head to the park and enjoy lying in the grass, talking and letting logan point out the stars while roman makes up stories of the aliens and space princesses that protect the galaxy

virgil makes everyone his famous hot chocolate and they stay up until midnight to release their songs

and then the clock strikes 12 and death of a bachelor is available to download

the boys decide that staying up and watching the comments flood in is a terrible idea and instead they put on some disney films and fall asleep on the couch

it’s nice

they wake up to millions of notifications

everyone is freaking the fuck out

this album ??? is beautiful ???

all of the fans are in love but also have a lot of questions-so the fab four start doing monthly live-streams to just chat and answer questions and catch up with their fans

“are y’all single?”

um

well yes

but uh

this question is not goOD ROMAN WHAT THE FU-

anyway virgil comes to patton one day, slams the door, puts his face in a pillow and screams “PATT IM SO GAY HELP”

because roman called his hair pretty this morning and yes it’s stupid and it happens all the time but this time was different

don’t worry tho they won’t admit their feelings to one and other for another three months

death of a bachelor does really well-all of the songs end up going either gold or platinum

their song “victorious” is played on the radio all of the time

so november rolls around and the friends decide it’s time to go on tour! starting with just north america, they post a video on the youtube channel that gives all the locations and dates

it’s to start in april:

virgil is extremely nervous. being on the road for so long and preforming live in front of thousands of people and will anyone even show up and-

logan is slightly nervous but honestly he really enjoys preforming-once he ties the tie around his head like a bandanna he almost transforms into the punk rock bassist he is known by the fans to be

patton!!! is!!! bouncy!!!!!!!! he wants to meet all these people!!!! and he can’t wait to give back to all of them by preforming and meet and greets and social interaction makes him really happy!!

roman is so excited-preforming is his thing. when he’s on a stage, he’s in his element! he can’t wait to show off and travel and be with his friends for even longer :)

but they can’t go on tour with their boring old instruments sooooo

roman and patton team up to paint and decorate all of the instruments

virgil’s piano matches his jacket, lots of purple and swirls and patton paints the classic nightmare before christmas scene on the front (u know, this one but stationary)

and they decorate the microphone stand purple and silver and black

logan gets a dope space themed bass-the outside is dark blue and the inside is painted like a galaxy, with a plain silver pick

roman paints his gutair with a castle and sunset in the back, with a bright red pick to play

patton’s drums have clouds on them nowww like a sunny day with blue puffy clouds

they’re ready to go! but it’s still only december so u kNoW whAt ThaT mEaNs

CHRISTMAS!!!!!

since none of the squad are jewish, (although technically patton is half jew since his mom is, but he just really loves christmas and always celebrated that growing up so)

they decide to celebrate at their house

they invite all of their close family to the apartment and have a lovely dinner

and yeah virgil doesn’t invite anyone cuz he was adopted by a shitty family who he doesn’t talk to anymore, bcuz all they did was try and get money out of him

and yeah he has a panic attack when all of his best friends are excitedly talking about their family coming over

and y e a h roman helps him calm down and swears that he will always b there to protect virgil bcuz he’s never met anyone quite like him and it’s not easy to explain but he just wants virgil to know he’s safe with roman

and yeah virgil wishes he could stop falling for roman but the ground keeps disappearing beneath him

so time skip a bit closer to christmas and logan bursts into romans room with an idea

“i can rap”

“we know”

“you can rap”

“kind of but okay”

“christmas rap song for fun”

“yeS”

so they write “gonna kill santa claus” (look it up) and decide to post it on the youtube channel on christmas eve

they film a music video for it where they jokingly set up different traps for santa like poison cookies and fire cracker chimneys and more

virgil sings the chorus, logan raps the rap parts, roman does the bridge, and patton lays down a pretty sick beat

it comes out really nice and honestly really fucking funny

so after a delightful family dinner with everyone over, the friends release that video and the internet fucking dies it’s so funny and logan can rap (??????) and ohmygod all of them are so cute what the fuck

anyway back to christmas dinner

roman has like 6 little sisters, and his mom and dad and papa and nana over

(he’s latino, his mom and dad are both from the dominican republic)

patton invites his mom and dad and little brothers, thomas and dee

and logan invites his two moms

everyone comes over for lunch and gets along reallyyyyyy well

logan’s got the punk mom and soft mom dynamic whereas, patton’s family is all super kind and like homey and boisterous and romans family is wild and crazy and funny and they all instantly click

presents are passed around, lots of money and books and movies and stickers and jewelry

really sweet stuff

and then everyone goes home and the friends have their own little gift exchange

virgil got logan the stephen king book “insomnia” and a (sort of) joke blanket with benedict cumberbatch’s face on it that he can use when he goes stargazing at night

logan gets virgil some noise cancelling headphones and a framed picture of a wedding with virgil’s face cropped on one and gerard ways face on the other

they both can’t stop laughing at the fact they attacked each other’s celeb crush

virgil gets patton a cute little cat stuffed animal that when u push the hand it’s a recording of all of them saying “we love you!!!” and a really sweet card

patton gets virgil a eyore necklace that was super expensive but matches patton’s winnie the pooh one and a itunes card for him to buy more music (and yes a really sweet card)

virgil gets roman two tickets to see mean girls on broadway and a framed picture of the two of them

yeah roman tears up a bit fuck u

roman gets virgil a collage of him and roman and a handmade hoodie that virgil is never going to take off oh and also meet and greet passes to see dan and phil at their interactive introverts tour

and maybe virge gets a little teary too

roman gets patton a recipie book and an apron that says “you BAKE my day”

patton gets roman a new ukelele and a printed out pamphlete of theatre song chords that he can play

roman gets logan the sherlock script and an empty box just to fuck with him

logan gets roman the entire grimm fairytale series and tapes a note to the front that says “bcuz u are an illiterate fool😜”

patton gets logan a phone case with the stars that were out on the day they met, hand painted framed picture of him and logan, and comic con tickets for this spring

logan gets patton tickets to the art museum downtown, a gift card to the coffee shop next to it, and two gold hoop earrings with a note that says “next week, friday at 7. it’s a date ;)”

so christmas is pretty good for all :))))))

and that’s the end of this one i’ll make a part four soon lmao

[claitea]

tagged by @masterfuldoodler thanks!! ^-^

Rules: answer 20 questions and tag 20 people you'd like to know better

1. Name: Clai

2. Nickname: Soapy

3. Zodiac sign: aquarius

4. Height: last i checked i was i think something like 156cm? that'd make me 5'1'' and i dont like that. i wanna be tall!!

5. Languages: just english!

6. Nationality: filipino, but my mom moved to australia when i was really little so i barely know anything about the place. i miss the jeepneys ;-;

7. Favorite season: Every season has something i can complain about haha, summer and spring are too hot while autumn and winter are too cold. spring is nice because these itty-bitty purple flowers, as in like smaller than your pinky finger's nail, start popping up in the grass fields in my school and they're sooo cute

8. Favorite flower: the aforementioned tiny purple ones, and also wattles! there used to be a wattle tree in my primary school, it was always swarmed with ladybugs that senior students would pick up and give to juniors like me, and an old friend of mine used to pretend the little puffballs were magical creatures. one day the ladybugs left, and a while after the tree died, which i'm still sad about. wattle just has a lot of sentimental value i guess :,)

9. Favourite scent: hard to say, i don't handle strong scents very well, as in like i hate pretty much every scented candle or perfume or things like that. freshly baked cookies maybe... cake.... any of my favorite foods! and maybe a bit of a cheesy answer, but petrichor is very nice

10. Favorite color: red!!

11. Favorite animal: snakes!! any snakes!! i love snakes so much god i wish i had one as a pet

12. Favorite fictional character: easy peasy, sora ofc! though zack fair is in a veeery close second, with lea right behind him. and an honorable mention to zorua, my favorite pokemon uwu

13. Coffee, Tea or hot chocolate: hot chocolate absolutely, no contest. never had coffee before and tea is gross. although for a school assignment i put cappucino in some brownies and it was aMAZING, does that count for anything?

14. Average amount of sleep: about 6-7, which i'm told is bad but i'm fine?? what

15. Dogs or cats: dogs, but i do still love cats!

16. Number of blankets you sleep with: one, two or three when it gets chilly. i hate sleeping without a blanket, makes me uncomfy for some reason, so even in the middle of summer i'll have one on with my fan turned on to high ;u;

17. Dream trip: i want to go to japan, just anywhere in japan! or disneyland, maybe the great barrier reef?

18. Blog established: mehhh i dont want to scroll down and check,,,,, since i started this blog around the time i finished watching playthroughs of all the kh games, it'd be late last year, maybe around? july?? august??

19. Followers: 260!

20. Random fact: ah shoot i suck at giving random trivia about me uh..... i own an ocarina, i've been meaning to actually learn to play it but i keep getting distracted!! i mainly wanted it so i could learn to play the eight melodies from earthbound beginnings :,)

i dont like tagging people, so please steal this from me if you'd like to!

[cryptidmetaphors]

A Good day for Monster Scout Cookies

Same time, same reason, same feeling as always. Undyne jolted awake and stared up at the ceiling, feeling a bit stunned and frowning deeply. Her eye followed the movements of the slow, if slightly crooked ceiling fan. She was covered in sweat, but she didn’t know if it was from fear or something else. The early morning air was cold, almost frigid, but her skin felt hot even despite the chill the air had on the sweaty surface. After some long minutes, Undyne turned her head to look at the time. It flashed in blocky red numbers, cutting through the still dark easily, but even so she didn’t register what time it was for at least a good ten seconds. It was 4:18am. She lingered on the clock for a few seconds more before looking over at the bundle of blankets just next to her. A long, thick yellow tail stuck out from the bottom, twitching slightly as the bundle of blankets rose and fell with the soft sounds of snorting. Not for the first time, Undyne realized she was home.

Slowly, she sat up and swung her feet over the side of the bed. It was going to be another couple of hours before Alphys would even start getting ready for work. That was enough time, wasn’t it? Undyne twisted around and reached out to touch the bundle of blankets, but didn’t even make it halfway before changing her mind. She stood up, pulled on her sweatpants that she left on the floor and left the bedroom. It was dark. That made sense, it was early morning and the middle of winter. Of course it’d be dark. She moved slowly across the room and into the kitchen. The light turned on after a few seconds of feeling against the wall, the florescent light harsh and making her squint. She should have been used to it by now, but now she wasn’t sure if she’d ever be. The coffee maker sat on the counter on her left side, the pot still half full of day old coffee. It smelled like it was cold, and Undyne grimaced. Bizarrely, she hoped for the first time that Alphys hadn’t been just drinking old coffee because she simply hadn’t felt like brewing a new pot. That couldn’t be sanitary. As soon as that thought struck her, she realized that yes, Alphys probably did do exactly that, and she sighed to herself and began to rinse the pot out to brew more. The smell of fresh coffee had become a small source of comfort in this last week. Before, she hadn’t really liked the bitter taste of black coffee; she vastly preferred tea. But nowadays, it was a friendly reminder. She wasn’t sure of what yet, but she knew it was friendly. She checked the time on her phone. The cracked screen displayed the numbers 4:30. Well, at least Alphys would be awake soon. Undyne ran her fingers along the rim of her coffee mug, still left unsipped. Maybe she should try to do something, since her girlfriend has been so helpful during this past week.  Maybe she could make breakfast? Yeah. Yeah! Undyne took a huge gulp of her coffee and stood up from the kitchen table. Waffles sounded like the perfect breakfast for such a perfect girlfriend. It was easier said than done. Undyne was able to mix all the ingredients together exceptionally easily; she was even certain that she managed to powderise some of the eggshells that ended up breaking off into the batter. Unfortunately, using the waffle iron was apparently beyond her area of expertise. It was also beyond her area of basic knowledge. The smoke detector kicked on within the first few minutes of closing the iron, because apparently at a few minutes at temperature she set it to that was too long to cook a waffle for. Now she had charcoal and fire for breakfast. As she tried to pry open the waffle iron with her bare hands, she heard the bedroom door open. Followed was the sound of Alphys coughing. “U-Undyne? I’m coming up behind you.” Undyne leaned over to the window just above the kitchen sink and pushed it open. It was startlingly smokey in here now. Alphys appeared next to her, on her right side, and smiled happily. “Oh! You’re m-making waffles. B-b-but...” she chuckled nervously as Undyne continued to try to pry the iron open. It broke, but not from the appropriate side. The joint cracked, and it in fact split apart. Unfortunately, it was in seperate pieces. Undyne sighed, “Oh...” “Sorry, Alphys. I guess I kind of forgot...” “N-no! That’s okay. We c-can take the rest of the batter and make p-p-pancakes instead! Why don’t you set up the New Mew Mew show? I’ve been stockpiling all the new episodes!” “Oh yeah? Awesome! You’re the best, babe.” Undyne leaned down and kissed Alphys on the snout, her heart soaring when Alphys squeaked and turned red in response. She really missed that, even if she did feel more than a little disappointed that her attempt at cooking went totally not according to plan. However she didn’t want to break any more of Alphys’s common household appliances, so she did as asked. In no time, the whole apartment was filled with the pleasant smell of fluffy pancakes. Undyne sat on the couch and mostly watched Alphys cook, feeling a warm fluttering sensation in her chest. More than that, she felt insanely lucky. Not only to be home, but to have been able to come home to Alphys. As it turned out, Undyne had done a good job turning the eggshells to powder. There was barely an unusual crunch to the pancakes, and it helped that Alphys had drowned both stacks in syrup. Usually it was far too sickeningly sweet for her, but this time around Undyne found herself appreciating the taste. Even if it wasn’t up her alley. They were able to get through two and a half episodes together before it was time for Alphys to start getting ready. Unable to procrastinate any longer, she was forced to stand up and collect the plates. “I gotta go get ready now. I-is there anything you want for dinner tonight?” “Pizza sounds great.” Alphys giggled, “Y-you’ve changed a lot, ‘Dyne.” The way she said it almost sounded concerned, despite the laughter. “Well, you haven’t changed a bit, nerd.” “O-okay. That’s fair.” More giggles, this time more genuine. Then, her tone shifted into obvious nervousness, “Well, I n-n-need to go. C-call me if you have any trouble okay?” “Of course, babe.” “I—...” Alphys swallowed, and tried to sound firm, “I m-mean it Undyne. If you n-n-need help, you can call.” “I got it, babe.” Undyne rolled her eye, “C’mon, it’s only been a week. Give me time to adjust.” “Well, o-okay.” Alphys leaned knelt in front of the couch and leaned it for a hug, which Undyne graciously accepted with bone-crushing passion. “I love you.” “I love you too, Alphys. Have a good day at work.” And then she was gone. The door clicked shut, and aside from the sound of the television softly buzzing it was aggravatingly quiet. Undyne lay on the couch, staring at the television screen. They needed a new tv. They lived in a newer and bigger apartment, they could afford a new television. Right? Alphys had this new job that she’s been excelling at. God, this television was so old. So boxy and static-y. Ugh, Undyne threw herself into a standing position. There had to be something else she could do other than complaning mentally about their old as sin box television. But what? Her eye fell on the kitchen, seeing and also smelling the mess she and Alphys made in their attempts to make breakfast. Cleaning. That was something she could do. Undyne took out a rag and held it confidently, determined to clean out all the muck and bacteria their lack of skilled cooking left behind. She owed it to herself and to Alphys. It took all of ten minutes. The floor was so clean that she could eat off of it, and she would if she had to. But she didn’t have to. Not anymore. The counters and all the dishes were clean as well. Strange, this didn’t take nearly as long as it did before. Strange. Undyne felt a small pinch in the middle of her chest. Now what? A workout. Physical maintenance. That’s what. She was limited to thirty minutes. That was what the doctor told her. Too much and she could end up really hurting herself. Oh well, a body-weight workout never hurt anyone. Not anyone who did the exercises right, anyway. The physical exertion did her mind some good, but it was done far too quickly. Her muscles weren’t even tired. She lie on the ground, staring up at the ceiling again. The living room ceiling as at least a little different from the bedroom. It was higher up, mostly barren save for some Christmas lights Alphys had hung up at some point and never took down. She liked watching anime with those lights on instead of just in the dark. Undyne had to admit, it was nice for atmosphere. A knock on the door startled her out of her thoughts. Undyne sat up and stared at the door for a few long moments, before a second attempt at a knock got her to her feet to answer it. Was Alphys expecting a package or… “Hello! Monster Scout cookies, here for your snacking indulgences!” She felt her heart fall like a stone into her stomach. It wasn’t the suddenness of their pitch that scared her, or the fact that they seemed to leap into her home the moment she opened the door. She knew this monster. From the Marshes. Undyne stared at this armless raptor child for a long time, trying to convince herself that this was a different monster. They had to have noticed the look on her face, because their smile quickly faded, “Lady, are you okay?” “Uh...” she choked. No, this wasn’t. It couldn’t be. Surely not. That was all the way in the Deadland Marshes, and this was a much younger monster. This was a child! Undyne took a deep breath, and tried to calm down. “...should I come back later? You’re all sweaty.” When she finally managed to shake herself from the thoughts, she looked at the monster kid again. And suddenly they looked all too different than the one she thought she’d seen. “So, uh, c-cookies huh?” “Oh, yeah! The school is having a fund raiser to help monster vets! So I’ve been walking all around, selling to whoever I have to. Without monster vets, we couldn’t have pets! And I love my cat.” Undyne blinked, her eye going wide for a second. A fundraiser for veterinarians? Well, that was probably a good cause. Animals needed medical care too, whether they were made of blood or magic. “Well. Okay. I’ll take two of each.” The way the kid’s face lit up was almost enough to put Undyne entirely at ease. But still, she couldn’t look them in the face. Lest the pinching inside of her chest gets worse again. Instead she focused on the boxes stacked almost comically on top of the kid’s head. Were they holding their entire stock that way? “All right, cool!” They bowed, and the stack of boxes fell and clattered on the floor. Surprisingly, none of the boxes broke open. “I, uh, don’t have any arms. Sorry about that.” “It’s, uh, fine.” Undyne bent over to pick up the boxes, deciding to pick up a few extra of her favorite cookies, thin mints. Apparently this kid had a huge talent of carrying their entire stock of cookies on their head. “I think it’ll be one-hundred and thirty bucks, dude!” That was...more expensive than she remembered. What, were they charging per cookie now? Undyne sighed and got out her wallet, still avoiding looking them in the face. It was getting harder to even have them there now, near her. The pinch was harsher now, bigger. “Here ya go. Now scram. Stay in school.” “Wow, a tip!” the kid yipped gleefully, “You’re the best lady!” She slammed the door, only somewhat hoping she didn’t hurt their face. Her hand hit the wall in an attempt to keep herself balanced, and she became aware suddenly that her breathing was funny. It was hard to catch her breath. Undyne paused, and focused on breathing deep. It was hard to keep at it at first, but eventually it got easier until finally she could control her breathing again. Undyne slid onto the floor and sat there. This was admittedly a little harder than she thought it would be. Maybe Alphys was onto something when she told Undyne to get help. Oh. Alphys. She pulled out her phone and sighed in relief that there weren’t any new messages. In the same breath, Undyne unlocked her phone and typed out her own message. Hey! I just got us a fuckton of cookies from the a monster scout! We can eat and be garbage all weekend! It took effort to make that sound chipper, and for a few moments she felt like it was too much. But she felt confident that Alphys would think that the day was going by normally. When Alphys didn’t respond for thirty seconds, Undyne decided she was busy and stood up. Cookie boxes were everywhere, and she sighed. Well, at least there was something to do now.        

[yoosungiib]

Sorry 'bout adding another request to your list, but what about the RFA + minor trip and a MC who's overly-food-sensitive during her time of the month? Like, she sees they're out of hot cocoa or sausage rolls and totally starts to sob because she says, and I quote,"I just wanted one more,"?

I. Relate.

RFA + Minor Trio w/an MC overly-food-sensitive during her time of the month

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★ Yoosung ★

Yoosung immediately threw his headphones and shut out of LOLOL when you came into his room, tear streaks down your face and your eyes swollen.

“Baby? Cutie? What’s wrong? Are you hurt? Did I do something?”

You shook your head before running into his embrace and sobbing into his chest.

Smol cinnamon bun is confused.

“MC? Please tell me what’s wrong.”

“I… I just wanted one more.”

Yoosung crooked a brow and maneuvered you against him so he could tilt your head back and look into your eyes properly.

“One more what?”

“One more piece of cheese. We are all out of cheese, Yoosung, all out of cheese!”

Confusion. You’re crying over… cheese?

He laughed awkwardly, moving you to sit in his spinny chair and pushing the hair out of your face. “W-well, that’s ok. I’ll go get us some cheese! You just sit here and play games if you want.” He puts his coat on and is just about to go out the door but stops, turning to face you and ask, “Do you by any chance need… um… tampons?”

“You’ll get me some of those too?”

Yoosung chuckles, giving you a thumbs up and going out the door. “Superman Yoosung will do anything to save his lady in distress!”

♪ Zen ♪

He was just cleaning up his face when suddenly the bathroom door opened, you walking in with your head down.

He was about to make a joke about you being impatient but you suddenly looked up, revealing your pale face and red eyes.

Protective boyfriend activated.

“Princess, what’s wrong? Come here,” he cooed pulling you to his chest and letting you cry into his shirt.

Zen with his arms wrapped around you protectively lead you out of the bathroom and brought you to the living room. He sat you down on the couch then knelt before you, one hand resting on your thigh and the other cupping your cheek. He swiped a tear away and gave you a tender smile.

“Zen,” you sniffled. “We are out of chicken.”

His caresses stopped and he gave you a confused look. “I’m sorry?”

“Chicken, Zen! We are out of chicken!” you shouted before bursting back into tears, pulling your legs up to your chest and collapsing back down on the couch.

He was really confused for a moment, but then it suddenly clicked.

“MC? Don’t take this the wrong way, but… are you on your period by any chance?” With your head still covered by your hands, and your body plopped on the couch, you nodded, letting out another sniffle. Zen chuckled, rising once he kissed your head.

Zen would be your prince, your knight in shinning armor, and he would get you chicken, chocolates, and anything else you may need.

❀ Jaehee ❀

I mean, she probably relates. 

It was time for her third cup of coffee; Jaehee just settled down her work and was stretching out the chair, tiredly walking to the kitchen,

But she stopped in her tracks when she saw you staring aimlessly into the fridge with tears running down your face.

She rushed to your side, closing the fridge and pulling you into her arms.

“MC? Are you ok? Do you need to sit down for a moment.”

“Jaehee…”

You sounded so defeated. Jaehee’s concern was growing by the minute.

Did someone hurt you? Did something happen? Did she do something? So many possibilities were spinning in her head as she tried to figure out what could have happened to make you cry. She hates to see you cry.

It’s heartbreaking.

She sat you down at the kitchen table and proceeded to rub your back, speaking softly to you ask she asked once again what was wrong.

“I was so looking forward to it,” you started, hiccuping a little as you cried. “I just wanted… one more. But no, I can’t even have that.”

“One more what, darling?”

“One more slice of pizza.”

Jaehee was baffled. She stopped stroking your back and pulled back a little, her brow crossing together and her lips parting slightly. “I’m sorry? You’re crying over a slice of pizza?”

“Yes! Pizza is the only thing that will take this pain away.”

“What pain?”

“My cramps!” Now Jaehee knew what was happening. You were on your period. She laughed a little, slightly exasperated. She told you she would order you and her a pizza once she was finished with her work. For now, she had you lay on the couch and watch one of Zen’s musicals with a blanket around you and a heating pad.

☂ Jumin ☂

Jumin dropped everything, including his cup of tea all over his important paperwork when you came into his office distraught and in tears.

He was quick to your side, pulling you to him and in his warm embrace. “Shh. Shh, sweetheart. Don’t cry, don’t cry. Crying will not do you any good.”

He pulled back and wiped at your tears, then cupping your face in his large hands and giving you a gentle smile.

“Are you in any pain?”

“I just wanted one more, Jumin.”

You took Jumin’s hand and lead him to the kitchen solemnly. On the counter was an empty box of crackers. He looked at you confused as you handed him the empty box.

A single tear slipped down your face as you pitifully said, “Just one more cracker, Jumin. They’re so good. So tasty… but they’re all gone.”

“You’re kidding right?”

Jumin is not the most sympathetic in this situation; he thinks this is pretty ridiculous and stupid.

But either way, you are crying, and he will not allow this.

He has every box of crackers at the closest supermarket purchased and brought to the penthouse. The amount bought could feed a whole country!

When your period is over, you apologize for the breakdown you had over the crackers and explain that you have always been overly-food-sensitive during the time of your month.

Jumin just laughed and kissed you. You are so different from everyone he has ever met. He really loves you, especially now learning another of your weird, yet fascinating quirks.

☺ Seven/Saeyoung ☺

Naruto’s it to where you are. Defender of Justice can not let his 606 cry! And when he sees you in your shared bedroom through the cctv cameras crying, he’s running to you to save the day.

Jumps on the bed next to you, the bounce on the bed enough to bounce you up in the air, but fall back down into Seven’s embrace.

Shushing you softly, he tucks your head underneath his chin and hums softly.

“Ah, ah! Please don’t cry! It’s break my poor heart! What can I do to stop these tears?”

“Seven? Did you eat the last of the ice cream?”

The red head shakes his head. “I’m pretty sure Saeran did.”

“O-oh. Well then that’s ok. He deserves it more.”

“Did you really want some ice cream?” Seven asks. You nod shyly, hiding your face in the crook of his neck.

Seven lets out a loud laugh before flipping you onto your back causing you to squeak, but suddenly go into a fit of laughter as he pushes up your shirt and starts blowing numerous raspberries into your stomach.

It’s not until he starts to kiss your stomach, his lips slowly going down to the waistline of your pants that you start to push him away. “N-no, Seven! You can’t go there… right now…”

He lets out a laugh, leaning up to kiss your lips then nose before grinning. “Oh, honey, please, I know you’re menstruating. Why else would you be crying over ice cream?” A deep blush crosses your face, causing Seven to let out another hardy laugh as he pinches your cheeks. “Come on, let’s go get some ice cream! And Saeran will come with us! And then we can go to the supermarket and stock up on some ice cream to have even more tonight. That sounds fun, doesn’t it? Defender of Justice 707 can fix anything!”

❆ V ❆

A huge, bright pink line goes straight down across the latest painting he was working on when he hears the sudden, pained sob.

He drops his palette and hastily follows the sound of your crying until he finds you at the kitchen table with your head hidden between your arms.

Slowly, he sits besides. He does not touch you right away; he doesn’t want to startle or upset you. He whispers your name softly until you look up from your arms.

“My shining star? What’s made you cry this hard? Can I please help you?”

You let out a breathless laugh, wiping at your face. “Yes, but you don’t need to help me.”

“Of course I do,” he says with a grin. “You’re my darling wife, and I’ll do anything for you.”

“So… you’ll get me some more carrots?”

“C-carrots? Is that what you were upset about.”

Shyly, you hid your face, but turned back towards V to playfully swat his shoulder as he laughs. “As you wish, darling. Is there anything else that you need?”

You hide your face again as you mumble that chocolates would be nice…. As well as some pads.

☻ Saeran/Unknown ☻

He was on the computer, lounging on the couch when he suddenly heard your soft crying coming from the kitchen.

Concerned, he put the computer down and hurried to the kitchen.

He stopped at the entrance of the kitchen, gasping a little at you on the ground, clutching something to your chest as you cried.

Poor boy is confuSION.

You were fine a hour ago. In fact, you were rather chippy that he found it a little odd. You’re normally a happy person, but not like that.

And now you’re on the ground crying?

And what are you holding?

“Eh? MC? What’s wrong?”

You slowly looked up to him revealing your tearstained face. Saeran can never bare to see your face streaked with tears. It makes him sad. He got down on his knees and gently wiped some of the tears off your face.

He then looked down to see what you were holding to your chest, but was shocked to see that it was only an empty cookie box.

“Why are you holding an empty box?”

“I just wanted one more, Saeran. One more.”

“What?”

“Cookie! I wanted one more cookie! That was all I wanted but there are none left,” you wail before breaking back out into sobs.

b r u H

Saeran rolled his eyes and let out a deep sigh. Obviously, he wasn’t gonna let you just sit on the floor and cry, but he was a little confused as to why an empty box of cookies caused such a reaction from you.

“Come on, quit crying, we’ll go to the store and get some more.” At that, you were suddenly happy once again, wiping your own tears and letting Saeran drag you to the car.

As he drove to the store, he kept thinking about your mood changes, and he was still just so confused as to why you were crying over cookies. You rarely ever cry unless it’s something dire or you’re hurt. But today you were crying over cookies.

But then it popped in his head.

“You’re fucking bleeding again aren’t you?” You nodded timmedly, a faint blush on your face. “Ah, fuck.”

✌ Vanderwood ✌

The last thing he wanted to come home to is the cries of his girlfriend. He puts his stuff down and follows the sounds of your cries.

He’s really confused when he finds you standing in front of the fridge, wiping at your face furiously.

“I just wanted one more, one more,” you kept saying.

“MC? What is this?” Vanderwood asks, slowly approaching you.

He looks in the fridge – nothing looks out of place or wrong. So why are you crying? And why are you crying this hard for god sakes.

“Oi, that’s enough crying, hey,” Vanderwood says trying to take a softer tone. “Can you tell me whats wrong?”

“I wanted one more, Vanderwood,” you say softly, looking up into his amber eyes. 

Vanderwood lets out a sigh. “One more of what, MC, I need you to be a little more specific, hun.”

“One more chicken nugget. But we are all out!” you say, a few more tears slipping down your face.

double b r U H

“Oh, come on, MC, this is ridiculous.”

Has even less sympathy then Jumin. But again, he cannot bare to see you cry so he will fix this.

He sets you up on the couch with a blanket covering you and a cup of tea, and he promises to go to the store and get more chicken nuggets for you.

Truth be told, Vanderwood is really confused as to why chicken nuggets set you into a crying fit. You are not one to cry unless it’s something really serious, so what is up with you crying over blasted chicken nuggets?

Everything becomes clear to him when he sees the bed sheets in the washing pile and blood on them. Though he’s a little frustrated with the outburst over chicken nuggets, he understands to some extent that a woman’s period is painful, and during a woman’s cycle, their emotions can be pretty high.

He definitely plans to start monitoring your period.

He sucks in his pride and babies you for the day. Vanderwood has always been gentle with you, or more gentle with you than anyone else. But now knowing how sensitive you are, he works to be extra tender by willingly giving you messages to your stomach and bringing you all the tylenol you may need.

He also feeds you the chicken nuggets he buys! And he actually enjoys it. Just the smile on your face as he brings the piece of chicken to your lips is enough to make him realize he’d get you the moon for you if he could.

~~~

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[justjessame]

Takes One To Know One Chapter 10

Mimi was waiting, as I knew she would be, when I walked into the office off the kitchen. She’d been the one of the house mothers on sorority row and when the world went to shit, she took charge like only someone who corralled a bunch of Greeks could. Mildred Mancuso was the perfect blend of maternal and no nonsense that I counted her as one of my very best friends. She knew that she could say damn near anything to me, and she utilized that freedom often.

I always loved seeing newcomers discover the many facets of the long term residents of Survivors U as I called it. Mimi was always a favorite to watch them come to terms with understanding. At first they seemed awed by her soft kindness. Her caretaking, with the urge to make sure they ate enough, coupled by the fact that she looked strikingly like Ms. Garrett from The Facts of Life always put them at ease. After spending a day or so with Ian, depending on how long Ian deemed necessary for their “orientation”, they’d start to see that Mimi while definitely maternal wasn’t a soft touch.

I’d watched so many newbies fall into the delusion that Mimi was like their elderly grandma, even if she wasn’t nearly that old, who would let them get away with fucking murder or taking more than their fair share coupled with being lazy as fuck and she’d pat them on the heads and call them sweet children. What they got was a thin lipped mother who was waiting after you were out after curfew, coming in drunk, with half your clothes on inside out or backwards.

“Drop him off at Ian’s?” She greeted me, a cup of tea waiting along with her famous “kitchen sink” cookies. I rolled my eyes and she laughed. “It’s not like you don’t have a routine, Meg.”

“I know,” I groaned, taking my seat and then let out another long sigh. “I’m bored, Mimi. Or I’m boring, one or the other.”

She snorted, shaking her head and gesturing at my cup that was still steaming. “Drink the tea before it’s cold.” I took the cup in hand and took a sip to appease her. “You know damn well you are NOT boring. You’re just in a rut. Which is pretty damn hilarious given those three- well two ADVISORS you keep on hand.” I should have known that word was out already about John. “Max was bitching about the mess. Greg was whiny about getting John out of his ears.”

I chuckled. Dear God, that should horrify me, but it didn’t. “Yeah, well, he earned that end.” I told her what happened, in case the dynamic duo left the facts out. “Negan reacted faster than I thought possible.”

“He reacted like you do.” There it was, another fucking reminder of how alike we are, damnit. “He’s pretty damn attractive, isn’t he?” I took a LONG sip from my cup, hoping for a blister or three to keep from answering. “Megan, you know what I think about these playmates you keep around.”

Another sigh built and I set my cup down and reached for a cookie. She didn’t smack my hand so I figured I was allowed at least one, because yes, she would deny me a cookie if she was pissed at me. “Is it really so damn bad that I want diversions from my responsibilities sometimes, Mimi?” I bit into my cookie and waited for her sage and judgemental advice.

“You don’t want diversions. You want sex without strings,” she pulled the cookie plate out of my reach and I knew I had the ONE and ONLY cookie I’d be getting for my visit. “Even if you don’t want a family of your own, Megan, you need a partner. Someone you can actually TALK to, discuss what you worry about and the damn boredom you feel.”

I swallowed my bite of cookie, deciding that if I was going to be rationed I’d savor it. “I talk to you,” ha, take that. “You’re not my type for the slap and tickle times, so this is perfect, Mimi, I can compartmentalize.”

She rolled her eyes so hard that I was impressed. “You are so damn stubborn that I don’t know why I bother half the time.” She sighed and took my free hand in both of hers. “Megan Janson, a partner, a TRUE partner is someone you can have ALL of that with-including the slap and tickle. No need to compartmentalize, because that’s weird.”

“And just who, sage Mimi Mancuso, am I supposed to choose for this partnership?” I knew, somehow that I was asking her to make up my mind for me, because honest to God I wanted to pass the damn buck.

I was back in my rooms, waiting for the inevitable knock to come as darkness fell. Dinner had come and gone, which I’d taken in my rooms preferring to eat alone and in peace after the LONG as fuck day I’d had. I hadn’t asked to speak to Greg or Max. I hadn’t asked for Ian to check in with me to let me know how our newest resident was doing. All I wanted was a little down time to process everything that Mimi had handed me and to deal with my own shit.

And I napped. I was fucking tired after the lack of sleep and then the shitty version of sleep that I managed. So I napped, on the sofa, using the pillow and blanket I’d given Negan the night before because it was still there, NOT because it smelled like him. That would be ridiculous.

I was sitting curled up on the sofa, wearing soft pajamas and reading a book when it finally came. The knock. Calling out that the door was unlocked, it opened with a whistle and he walked inside, looking for all the world like he did it every single day.

“Don’t you look like a fucking vision.” He stood behind the chairs, biting his lip and holding my thoroughly clean crowbar. “May I?” I nodded as he gestured to the chair in front of my seat.

“Did Ian show you around?” I knew that Ian changed the tour based on the person he was giving it to, so I didn’t ask anything specific.

Negan was grinning as he sat my weapon down carefully on the coffee table between us. “Ian is pretty interesting.” That he is, I found myself grinning in answer. “Yeah, he showed me the ropes. Took me through most of the work buildings. The jobs are pretty self explanatory.”

“What’s the point of getting too damn technical?” I put my bookmark in place and set my book down beside my crowbar. “Any job look more interesting to you than the others?”

His smile grew as he leaned forward and licked his lips. “I told you, Megan, I want to be your advisor.”

I shook my head. “And I told you, people don’t breach our borders and get invited into my bed.”

“People don’t, but I think I should.” He countered. “I want you. And I’m pretty fucking single minded when I want something, Megan.”

“You lost everything once, Negan.” He flinched and I wondered just how fucking much he really did lose. “It wasn’t just the power, was it?”

“My people,” his voice was hushed, his eyes tight. “I made some shitty decisions and my people made some of their own when I fell in my name. It wasn’t supposed to happen like that.”

“What kind of shitty decisions? What do you regret, Negan?” I was curious. He kept telling me how alike we were, I wanted to know how bad he thought I might be.

He sat back and sighed, clearly hoping for a different conversation when he arrived. “In the clinic earlier,” I thought of his flinch when I mentioned a doctor and nodded. “I ruled over a group I called the Saviors. We lived in a place called the Sanctuary. We had a doctor, medicine, stockpiles of shit we found on runs and shit we got through tributes from other communities.”

“Tributes?” I raised an eyebrow. “You mean you shook down other communities, mob style?”

He shook his head, and huffed out a breath. “I considered it payment for our aid in keeping them safe.” Just like the insurance that mob bosses asked for businesses to give them, I thought, but didn’t interrupt him. “I reigned with a heavy hand.” His hand, I noticed, was clenched on the arm of the chair. “The wives, MY wives, were women I took from men I wanted to keep in line. Or they were women who offered themselves because they liked the perks, no points, nice clothes, no working.” I nodded, feeling sick. “They had ONE rule to follow. Complete loyalty-to ME. If I found out they cheated, then there would be punishment.”

“How-” I realized that was the wrong question. “What?”

“A hot iron,” my stomach flipped, thinking about a hot iron and what he might have done with it. “To the man they fucked’s face.” I swallowed down the urge to vomit at the thought of the smell of burning flesh. “When one of my wives escaped, along with a prisoner- I punished the doctor who I thought helped them.”

“You maimed people.” It came out hushed, but resigned. We were in a shitshow, what the fuck was I supposed to do with this information?

“I did more than that, Megan. I threw the doctor into the furnace.” Shit. “Alive.” Fuck. “When I fell, when I spent years under lock and key, I earned it.”

“You were a prisoner?” And I invited his fucking ass in, gave him a tour and set him up in a room close by. Shit, maybe John wasn’t all that fucking wrong.

He nodded. “I earned my release, my redemption, Megan.” He was leaning forward again, elbows on his knees and he looked as tired as I’d felt all damn day. “The people who won, who beat me, they gave me a task and I did it.”

“What was it?” Color me fucking curious.

“Another group, more dangerous than my people ever where, wanted a war.” I nodded, I knew that outside of our gates and fences, the world was community against community. Many had come to us asking for aid against one another. We, I insisted, were Switzerland. “I infiltrated the group and killed their leader.” He joined them and killed their leader, like he joined us- Fuck.

“I see.” I was surprised to hear how strong and easy my voice sounded.

“I was granted freedom when their conflict ended, Megan, and I saw your group.” My eyes met his and I could see that he was trying to convince me that it wasn’t another situation like that one. “I don’t want to see you go through what I did, but seeing how you run things here, I’m not sure you will.”

“How do I know-” I stopped, suddenly feeling like the nap wasn’t nearly enough for this conversation. “I think you should go to your room.”

“Megan,” he sighed, shaking his head. “I want to be fucking transparent with you, no secrets.”

“Which might have been great,” I offered, eyes shutting so I could think. “If you’d started yesterday.”

“Let’s discuss this,” but I shook my head and he nodded. “OK, you sleep on it, and tomorrow, we’ll discuss it.” He was at the door before I had a chance to argue that I’d decide when we would discuss it. “Get some rest, Megan.”

He was gone, and I had a shit ton of bullshit to wade through before sleep would come. Again.

[hatchibomitar]

🐰 through 🎀 please

hi thank u so much for these, it got long bc :/ im long comma winded

🐰- do you believe in soul mates?

yes i do... i believe there are people out there that are just, meant to be in ur life. not necessarily romantic or anything, like i definitely feel like i have platonic soulmates lmao! is there 1 person who’s perfect for me? maybe, maybe not, but there are people out there that i just am going to have a beautiful connection with, and i’ve already met some of them

💌- diary or journal?

ummmm i don’t rly know the difference :/ i have one and i alternate calling it a diary slash journal

✨- which fictional character (book, show, or movie) do you relate to most?

ratatouille

💕- are you crushing on someone?

yes 😍

💋- kissing in the dark or kissing in the rain?

omg i haven’t kissed in the rain yet but it sounds fun!! wet, but fun

🐝- describe your aesthetic in emojis

😊🌹✨🔮💖💖💖🌱☀️

🍼- what is your favorite memory?

it’s way too hard to pick just one so i’lll just say any time i spend with my friends

🌸- what is your favorite flower?

i LOVE roses!!!! :-) i also love hydrangeas

💖- have you ever been in love?

yes i have !! few times! it’s neat

🍰- strawberry or vanilla?

vanilla!!!

🍯- describe your favorite smell

an old bookcase holding old books...we used to keep all our original paperback copies of harry potter in this really old bookcase and it just smelled amazing i die

🎂- if you had 3 wishes, what would they be?

1 have enough money to live comfortably

2 have the literal softest blanket in the universe, and it always stays soft

3 ability to kiss my gf whenever i want

🍪- cookie dough or cookies?

MMMMM COOKIE DOUGH yo it makes me so sick but i can never stop eating it lmao!!

☕- coffee or tea?

tea!!!!!!

🍃- would you rather live in a sea with mermaids or a forest with fairies?

oh my gosh a forest with fairies

🍂- what’s your middle name?

nicholas :-)

💫- what is your sun, moon, and rising sign?

sun: sagittarius ♐

moon: virgo ♍

rising: capricorn ♑

🌧️- favorite thing to do on rainy days?

go on a walk tbh, i love feeling the rain on me!!!! i love getting absolutely drenched then going back inside and taking a warm shower and being all cozy. i like that better than snow days lmao!!

🍭- how tall are you?

im 5′6″ physically, 6′7″ emotionally, 4′ spiritually

💒- which show would you want to live in?

i’ve been stuck on this question for like 7 minutes i just Don’t Know, i like this show...i’ll just say my gym partner’s a monkey

🎄- what is your favorite holiday?

i love the 4th of july bc i loooove fireworks and summer, i love christmas bc i love giving gifts and making people happy & also i love getting gifts from folks aha

🍦- what scented candle is your favorite?

oh my gosh i just LOVE fruity scented candles, and lavender, and also there’s one called citron cedarwood that smells so Good but idk if they make it anymore

🎶- favorite song right now?

superposition - young the giant

💘- 3 ways to win your heart?

1 laugh at my stupid jokes and have the same sense of humor as me

2 be a nice person

3 buy me flowers

🍩- current mood?

current mood: i have an 8 hour shift that starts in 2 hours but im chillin

❄️- what is your favorite season?

summer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 i LOVE being hot and wearing shoooorts and having nicer skin and hair

💍- your current relationship status?

i’m in a relationship :-) with someone i’ve been crushing on for over a year lmao!!!!!!!

📷- a photo of yourself

💅🏻- do you like being spoiled?

ummmm how so ??? ?Eyes!! i love being treated to things but i’ll begin to feel bad if it’s like too much money...but i do love being , half spoiled

🕊️- 3 habits you have?

1 chewing the fuck outta my lips!!!

2 doing air drums in songs when im rly feelin it

3 putting rocks in my coat pockets

🦄- how do you perceive yourself?

damn unicorn this is a deep ass question!!!!! idk, a not very masculine man with a great sense of style and big hair

🦋- how do you think others perceive you?

i just have no idea, butterfly!! probably the same, i think a lot of people assume im gay

🌈- things I find attractive in girls/guys

i LOVE smiles and eyes, i love good hair, love a good laugh love a good sense of humor, love my girlfriend,

🍓- one secret about yourself

i wore my pajamas to class today

🍒- how do you act when you have a crush?

it depends ! i can be a very flirty dude or i can really keep it hush hush. it dpends on the scenario

💔- the reason behind your last breakup?

my ex relied on me for her own happiness and that was way too much pressure

💬- what your last text message says?

“awesome” to my mama

🎥- what show are you currently binging on?

the good place!!!

⛅- what is your morning routine?

6-7am: wake up

wash face

make breakfast...usually toast and yogurt, or a bagel and yogurt

watch a tv show or movie while eating

put on moisturizer/beard oil

leave for class 🎒

💗- who do you miss?

i miss my girlfriend, i miss my best friend, i miss my mom and lil brother and my CATS :((

🥀- last time you cried?

while watching captain america yesterday :/

🎁- when is your birthday?

december 20th!!!!!

🔪- scariest/creepiest experience?

i just dunno :/ any time im in the dark i guess

💤- date someone younger, older, or same age as you?

i don’t rly care but i don’t fw age gaps, they skeeve me out. so i’d just rather it only be a few years difference at most...fun fact my gf is 16 days older than me :00000

🎀- any question you want

“what’s your favorite size baby”

first of all just in love with whomever asked this question, my favorite size is the ones that can talk bc i Love to conversate. i love to make Connections. Branch out. Executate.

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Nicknames: Bunni, Dan (irl)

Star Sign: Libra

Height: I dont think ive measured my height since i was a teenager, but around 5′6″ or 5′7″ or something? average height i guess

Time Right Now: 15:45

Last thing I Googled: “Endellion” cos its the username someone had in a game or something that was on my dash, and i wanted to know what the name means cos its cool. Apparantly its the name of a saint?

Last Movie I Watched: rewatching Finding Dory and CRYING AGAIN

Last TV Show I watched: Black Butler Book Of Circus, and before that it was ERASED/The Town Without Me. My picky side is so frustrated that the dub changed a cool name into something generic as hell :P

When did I create this blog: cant really remember, is tehre any way to find out? a fair few years I think, i cant recall if it was just after i ran away from home or just before?

Why I choose my URL: I’m bad at remembering stuff so I tend to use the same username and same password everywhere. (Tho spelling the password differently just in case. But cos bad memory i end up having to roll thru every single spelling every time I log in XD) Bunni89 was just the first username I had as a nine year old and it stuck. I wanted to be Bunny cos... it was the name of my plush rabbit doll. And my fave animal in general. I’m not very creative! And then the ‘lets spell it internet speak’ bit and the random number was just to try and find a version of bunny that wasnt already taken. Then I’ve just used that username for the next 15 years and its stuck so much that its even kinda my irl nickname now! Aaaand then just tumblunni because puns.

Gender: agender/nonbinary

Hogwards House: Slytherin cos i always feel sorry for anyone generically written off as a villain for stupid reasons, hufflepuff is probably more likely cos i have no special traits except being huggable.

Pokemon Team:  I try and have a different one each generation, like Ash. But i still keep all my previous teams pride of place in a special box in each game and I love doing postgame stuff and minigames with them. I get really attatched to my mons! I’m so guilty feeling that I lost two mons from my unova playthrough during the transfer bck and forth from friends’s games back when i didnt have a DS for a few years. my poor samurott and leavanny... :( Anyway, my current team in sun and moon is primarina, mimikyu, goloisipod, alola raichu, alola muk and lurantis! I wanted to have a drampa but i bought sun by accident instead of moon. And I also really like mareanie and that mossy anchor pokemon but they were so impossible to find that i only got them late in the postgame. I actually fished up an anchor friend myself but i had to trade for a mareanie :P

Favourite Colour: blue! and just the general aesthetic of black and white with one bright colour highlighting small details. thats a cool!

Lucky Number: 74 is my favourite number!

Favourite Character: TRESH GROMP GROOMPLE GRIMPLES GREMPY GROO y’all know who it be, i am not able to be silent about my faves aaaaand I have a bunch of other obscure minor character villain faves in other fandoms too, and just generally i am lame

Number of Blankets: Two, and a sleeping bag sometimes cos weather is so cold lately. We had like one unbearably hot day and then straight back to ice!

Name: Dan

Birthday: October 12th

Siblings: A half sister I havent seen in a decade... i hope she’s okay...

Favorite Smell: I have a really bad sense of smell and generally i can only smell really strong bad smell,s alas. Tho i do think gasoline smells nice and thats such an EVIL TRAP cos its all deadly gross fumes n stuff!

Pets: Had a cat, rabbit, fish and hamster as a kid, but havent had another pet for years. i really wanna someday be able to take care of one on my own!

Wake Up: consistancy is for the weak

Sleep: see previous question

Type of phone: i have no idea what this phone is, i dont know anything about phones. its some super cheap super bad touchscreen thingie i got in a christmas sale for twenty bucks

Love or Lust: aromantic asexual here giving a big ol shrug at this question

Lemonade or Tea: Lemonade. I am the worst brit, i hate tea XD

Cats or Dogs: Cats

Coke or Pepsi: Coke

Day or Night: Night

Text or Call: Text

Make up or natural: no makeup aaaa its a sticky face prison

Met a Celebrity: nope

Smile or Eyes: ??? WHAT DOES THIS MEAN. how can you compare the two. im just imagining someone smiling and their mouth is full of eyes. WHY DID YOU INSERT THIS IMAGE INTO MY BRAINMEATS

Light or Dark Hair: having dark hair is annoying when you wanna dye it, so i’ll go with light hair just for the practicality 
 Shorter or Taller: oh was all this meant to be about what you find sexy in someone instead of yourself?? cos im average height and i already answered that... 
 Intelligence or Attraction: wait this is a question about what you find most attractive so how does that make sense. unless it isnt...?? thing you most want to be: intelligence or sexyness? well i want everything except sexyness so there u go. 
 Chapstick or Lipstick: havent used either in over a decade 
 City or Country: both have their own good and bad points, ive had different social anxieties living in both :P 
 Last Song Heard: this cool amv for a movie i love pointless fact: it was legit made by the same director and animation team as the first digimon movie, its like the version of the script he wished he could have done as its own property. he also made wolf children!

Fruit or Vegetables: Froooooot

Anime or Cartoons: I like both in different ways. Mostly I just like a certain sort of story/art style/character lineup/etc and i like it no matter which genre it appears in. And i tend to really like the stuff that takes inspiration from both genres cos it seems they’re more likely to have that sort of stuff! Combining all the goodness! 
 Phone Case: wait you can buy cases for phones?? 
 Showers or Baths: showers are conveinient, baths are lazy. depends on how bad my day has been! 
 Dream Job: i dont have any dreams really, im a weirdo. ive never been able to find one. at best i flip through a few current hobbies and have a vague idea that it could be fun to be paid for doing them, but its never a really huge interest and i never try and work towards it cos i know im flaky and ive changed my mind a million times before. I hope someday i can find something that just clicks and i wanna do it forever!

Milk and Cookies or Doughnuts and Coffee: WAIT YOU EAT DONUTS WITH COFFEE?? WHY?? donuts are already soggy! thats weird! milk n cookies forever yo. or donuts on their own, but donuts are too sugary for me, i can never eat more than one without feeling sick.