#i put zim there because i didnt know what to do with that space and i thought it was funny :3

[sleepyjim]

forgot to post this :3👍

[rllymilerlly]

49 and 50 with whatever you want!

Writing prompts

“Im too sober for this”/ “Oh god, I need a drink”

I got a lil carried away with this and DIDNT know how to end it because I just wanted to keep going and still do so I’m sorry.

For some context this set in my lil college au that I use for most of my stuff with them u_u

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Gaz would say she was used to Zim and Dibs quirks. After knowing Dib all her life and Zim for over half she has had to adapt to the wacky shit they put her through. And when Dib and Zim decided to get an apartment together in college, she knew she was going to have to always mentally prepare herself for whatever hellscape awaits her inside when she came over.

However, one day after an extremely long art critique in class, all she wanted was to come over to their place and complain about it. They’d comfort her in their own unique ways, make her feel like not a complete failure like her professor did. Maybe they’d even take her out for some pizza as compensation for her shitty day. She was so caught up in her own frustrations, she didn’t mentally prep for the sights she could possibly see. So, when she entered the apartment she wasn’t ready to witness her boyfriend in his high school prom dress doing some sort of weird shimmy with her brother in front of the TV with “Promiscuous” blasting from the speakers.

“I’m too sober for this,” was all she could say at the sight. The boys both turned at the sound of her voice.

“Oh, hey Gaz!” they said simultaneously, flashing a smile, before immediately turning their eyes back to the screen.

“What the hell are you guys even doing?” Gaz asked as she started heading to their kitchen. Honestly, she has walked in on crazier shit. This wouldn’t even come close to breaking the top 20 list. But after the long mid term week she’s had, she was just hoping for a semi-normal night. Though, she should’ve known that was going to be a lost cause with these two. Maybe she should have just called Zita or someone instead of coming here.

“-and then of course Zim took that as a personal challenge. And now we have been playing Just Dance for the past 3 hours.” Dib rambled on slightly out of breath, not realizing his sister wasn’t fully paying attention.

“Hey! Watch your arms, space bug!” He yelled as Zim slid in front him almost hitting his face.

“Wouldn’t have to if you were paying attention Dib-Shit” Zim mocked.

“Zim why are you in your old prom outfit?” Gaz asked before Dib could retaliate. Zim’s antennae perked up at her voice.

“I put it on to coordinate with the first simulation. But Dib refused to let me change again in an attempt to hinder my MAXIMUM performance,” he started to laugh, “A foolish move on his part. I’ve been kicking his ass in heels since he was a smeet.”

“Oh my God, no. That is not why. I just didn’t want to wait forever for you to change in between every song. Matching with the characters doesn’t ACTUALLY help improve your score, moron.”

“Psh of course you think that, human” Zim rolled his eyes as he dramatically paused. “WHAT?! Zim totally hit that move! See Dib your stupid box can’t recognize Zim’s body movements perfectly because my attire is not accurate! The scores are going to be all off!“

“Oh my God, I need a drink.” Dib sighed ignoring Zim’s theatrics. He glanced over at his sister, who was pouring herself a shot. “Hey Gaz think you can pour me one too?”

“You mean to tell me you’ve been dancing for 3 hours sober?” She questioned as she poured him a glass.

“Bleh I don’t see how humans can drink that filth,” Zim gagged.

“Says the alien that eats nothing but pure sugar” Dib replied as he walked away from the game.

“Hey! The songs not finished ye-“

“You win, space lizard, congrats” Dib interrupted.

“Well of course I did!” Zim gloated, satisfied with his victory. He joined the Membranes in their tiny semi-messy (thanks Gir) kitchen.

“Hello Gus,” Zim said as he gave her a swift peck on the cheek, following more of his typical “normal partner” welcoming routine now that he could give her his full attention. Gaz smiled slightly at the dumb nickname.

“Hi Zim” she replied. She handed Dib a shot. They clinked their glasses and downed them.

“I’m sorry you had to witness us dancing,” Dib said, wiping his mouth.

“I’m not! I’m a great dancer!” Zim said. He gloved up his hands to start tidying up the mess Gir left.

“Oh hey! How was your critique today?” Dib asked, ignoring his roommate.

Gaz sighed, “I’m going to need another drink first.”

[citialiin]

@manyearsaway​ sent a signal: 6 !!!!! or like if u have a strategy for writin down ziggothys lore :o 

6. What kind of research do you put into your writing? HMM ... a lot of his lore is like ... amalgamated from just various scifi properties.  star trek, invader zim, logans run, gattaca, chappie, the island, HG wells books, steven universe, interstellar 5555, transmetropolitan, other stuff i cant really remember right now?  its a lot less research and more just ... over time ... the worms in my head burrowed so deep they decided to stay forever.   683 was an astronomer and what i know about space comes from taking a single astronomy class in early college.  supplemented with like ... bullshit scifi science from the properties mentioned above and also the occasional wikipedia article (ex. i cant remember the distance that classifies as the goldilocks zone from the sun, i have to go look now) a lot also came from just anthropology classes i took and whatever. so i didnt do the research, i just re appropriated information from classes. my girlfriend sends me a LOT of articles on primate behavior lmfao and i read those too.  that’s the basis of the ‘research.’ tbf i just google shit sometimes i have the basis because i took so many entry level classes on astronomy/early human anthropology/girlfriend chimp articles and then i can just do quick research on anything i need to know more about but also its scifi it wouldnt be scifi unless i just Invented scientific facts out of my ass. for example my (incorrect) claim: ziggy has green blood because it is oxygenized copper and when deoxygenized it’s red, hence why his lips/tongue arent green.  only aliens would have copper-based green blood. fact: copper-based blood occurs on earth with some mollusks and that’s not how oxygenated hemocyanin works, deoxygenated copper based blood is actually colorless and it turns blue or purple-ish when oxygenated.  to get green blood you probably actually need chlorocruorin which is actually iron-based, not copper based.   but it sounds cool and i want him to have green blood so he can have cutie green blushie like this ----- > u///u but green so shut up!!! science is fake if i can manipulate it so ziggie can have cute green blushie aaaaaa soooooooo cute omg its so cute wa wa wa wa wa 

[deathww1sh]

just. fucking venting it’s too long for twitter

I’ve been so careful all my life about who gets to be romantically/sexually involved with me, to the point where I waited until I was 22 to let anyone even see me with my clothes off all the way

no wonder I’m so fucked up over what happened; this guy left me at the bar after chewing up my neck to the point of bruising the very second he realized he wasn’t gonna get this pussy, and then spent the next three days making it all about himself and rationalizing his behavior. literally--like he actually *went to therapy* and all this shit, like it’s revolutionary to seek help when you realize you have a problem This was after he tried worming his way into my life when I worked at a cafe, and repeatedly came back to the cafe I FUCKING WORK AT after being TOLD I DIDNT WANT TO SEE HIM..... like the staff clearly don’t fucking like you either, a person who works here literally told you to stay away, and you’re gonna keep coming because you “want to enjoy the space” 

AND NOW HES COMING TO MY FUCKING HOUSE

of course I’m fucked up over this, I’m allowed to be fucked up over this, I have such a bad habit of saying to myself “this isn’t bad enough to throw a fit over”

I was fucking violated and then reminded very rudely of that violation, of course I’m upset, oh my god

If it was a cis-het white man pulling this shit on me, every single person in my personal circle would be coming down upon him like a ton of bricks, but because he’s first nations and gender-nonconforming, he gets a pass. Not just from other people’s judgement, but from me as well I realize; I wouldn’t have even given him the second chance I did if he was a cis man. I’m so desperate to have queer friends, or find someone who understands me, I was willing to put up with this shit

He called it a “relationship” ???????????????????? We went on two “dates” and I paid for fucking everything, and he talked forever about how he wanted to take things slow--we fucking hung out for a month

I know for absolutely certain he thought he could worm his way into my house. He’s said TO MY FACE “you’re kind of a wuss” repeatedly, he KNOWS I’m a pushover and he KNOWS he could take advantage of me. This disgusting fucking creep continues to violate me even after I blocked him on everything

My fucking house. my fucking yard. This place is my safe haven and he fucking came here, he lied to my fucking mom and said “I must have just missed him” like we had plans--YOU FUCKING DICK. IT’S FATHERS DAY. JUST BECAUSE YOU DON’T HAVE A DAD DOESN’T MEAN I’M NOT CLOSE WITH MINE. I PLANNED TO BE OUT UNTIL 11 PM YOU FUCKWIT. I’m so fucking mad. I literally want to self-harm I’m so fucked up about this

I just want to feel valid in feeling like I was... like, taken advantage of, and now I’m having a trauma-response reaction to it lmfao fuck I want to puke. I never want to open up to anyone, ever again, ever, I don’t want to give anyone a chance. This is literally worse than any of the shit my ex pulled and he pretended to be invader zim so he could shit on me through discord. I’ll take kinnie shit over this any day, what the fuck

idk why I’m coming to tumblr dot com for validation about this considering literally no one interacts with my posts here, no one reads these--maybe that’s kind of why? Maybe I just need to get this out somewhere

I’m just...................... oh my god. Oh my god. There’s no one I can fucking talk to about this unless I go to a therapist and there’s a fucking pandemic happening. I feel like he just fucking planned this to get under my skin and cause mayhem because he freely admitted before this he likes to poke the bear

and I can’t do fucking anything about it. What am I gonna do, block him? I tried that. Call the police?? I live on 32 street the police don’t fucking care about me. I don’t even know what fucking name/address I’d give them for a restraining order, if it comes to that. It’d be just like him to also not take the hint this time considering this is the third fucking time I’ve had to tell him to scram

Third fucking time.

[agentmothman18]

Rapr

Being a science geek, Purple tended to do research on nights he couldn't sleep. Sometimes he would research things about space or what could possibly be at the bottom of the ocean. But tonight he decided to do human research and weird facts people dont know about.

One of those were about the pupils and how they dilate when looking upon someone you love. He found himself laughing at the thought, but he was curious to know if it was true. It would make finding someone to love you easier than it was.

Purple jotted down some notes and some reminders on a sticky note. He stuck it to his science notebook pulled off his red glasses. It was 1 am and Purple still had school tomorrow, which he wasnt looking forward to. They where having exams this week and tomorrow, or today rather, was history. His least favorite subject.

Turning his computer off, Purple got up and stretched his muscles. Being hunched over for so long really does a number on your body. Purple climbed into bed, fluffing his pillow before snuggling into his covers and closing his eyes.

One thing about Purple though, was that he tended to have restless nights. Nightmares kept him from ever getting good sleep. They were nightmares from his past, things that haunted him even to this day. Since he was an orphan, Purple's had plenty of foster parents. Most weren't to good to him. Until he was adopted by a woman and her wife. Gaz and Tak.

Gaz was the more scarier of the two, making sure Purple knew his manners and everything. While Tak was laid back, letting him do as he pleased. But Tak would discipline him if necessary. Purple was glad they adopted him, because they were the best people he could have ever wished for as parents. Plus, he got to make a lot of friends where they live. Like Zim and Red.

Purple woke to his alarm at 5:30 that morning. He always got up early to make sure he had everything and to get ready. Purple liked to look fashionable so that took up most his morning time. And sometimes he would were makeup, but those where only on days where he felt good about himself. Today wasnt one of those days, he was way to stressed about his history test to care about makeup.

"Momma G!" Purple quietly called, knocking on the already open door. Tak and Gaz usually left their door open because Purple would sometimes sneak into bed with them. Those where on nights when his nightmares got really bad. And when the doors where closed, Purple knew not to bother them. "You have work in an hour." He added, gently shaking Gaz to wake her up. Purple smiled when Tak groaned and wrapped herself around Gaz.

"I'll get her up in a few minutes, Pur." Tak hummed, her eyes still closed as she buried her face in Gaz's neck. Purple always thought they made the cutest couple, and he wished he could find someone like them.

"I'll make breakfast." Purple told Tak quietly, quickly leaving to work on that. So he cooked breakfast, pancakes for Gaz and eggs for Tak. He made himself some French toast, which was probably his favorite breakfast food.

Around 6:20 Gaz came down, fully dressed for work, and ate her food. She kissed Purples cheek, telling him to make sure Tak doesnt fall back asleep before he leaves, and left. Purple cleaned his dish and Gaz's, walking back upstairs to check and see if Tak was up and moving. She had a bad habit of going back to sleep when Gaz leaves.

7:30 rolled around and Purple had gotten all his stuff together. Normally he would pack his lunch but he kinda stopped after Red started bring him something instead. It was usually a surprise, but it always tended to be something he really likes.

"Pur!" Tak called from the front door, coffee in hand. Purple never understood how she could drink it black. It was way to bitter and nasty without creamer and a pinch of sugar. "Red's here to pick you up!" Purple quickly made his way downstairs, pulling on his favorite converses.

"Dont go back to bed momma T." Purple laughed, kissing her cheek and making his way to Red's car. It was a black Kia, simple but very nice. And the best part about it was the insides smell. Which was always roses and rainwater, something Purple suggested 2 years ago when Red got the car.

And thus, the rest of the day was pretty normal. Purple of course was studying his head off for the History exam he had after lunch. He practically knew everything that he needed to know, but that didnt stop him from worrying. Of course, Zim was the one to notice this at lunch time.

"Stop biting your lip!" Zim demanded, causing both Purple and Red to jump in their seats. Zim was very short compared to the two other boys. But he was the loudest. "No one will want to kiss you if you make them ugly." And he was very harsh too. Though Zim was a good, loyal friend to them. He means well, even if he comes off as an asshole sometimes.

"Sorry." Purple smiled in a guilty way, letting his bottom lip go. He honestly hadn't even noticed he was doing that. It was just a habit he did when he was stressed. So, to calm himself a bit, he tired to forget about it. Taking a bite of the salad Red had brought him.

That's when he remembered the note on his science book. Glancing around, he wondered who could be in love and with who. There where plenty of couples, but it would be weird to stare at them. He wondered if Red's eyes dilated when he was looking at his girlfriend, Jess.

So he tried to subtly watch the couple, who he actually didnt like being a couple. Jess was pretty new, only been here for two months, and Purple was already jealous of her. She stole all of Red's attention and tries her best to rub it in his face. Becuase at this point, it was kinda obvious Purple had a big crush on his best friend Red.

He watched as they talked and smiled, doing normal couple things. But as he watched, he noticed how Red would glance at him more than he thought he would. Their eyes met a couple times as well, both smiling a bit at each other. But Purple found himself not knowing whether to smile like an idiot or be surprised. Because every time Red looked at him, his small pupils grew bigger. Like they would after getting those eyedrops from the eye doctor.

"Red." Purple said, grabbing the boys attention away from the girl next to him. He watched as the boys pupils dilated once again, and the questioning look appear on his face. "Look at Jess then back at me real quick." He smiled, trying not to giggle at how confused Red looked. But even though Red was confused, he did as told, not knowing what this was about.

Purple felt butterflies erupt in his stomach at the possibility that Red may love him. But he also had to question if it was romantic love or friendship love. But he didnt care, because he was going to tell him. Via sticky note.

Quickly jotting down his little confession and why he asked for Red to do that, he got up. Folding the sticky note, Purple handed it to Red and quickly headed for History. The bell hadn't rung but he knew the teacher would let him in to study in peace.

By 7th period, Purple was regretting giving Red the sticky note. Because Red was his ride home and he may have ruined that. Because what if Red really doesnt like him like that and he confessed for nothing? That would completely embarrass him.

"Dont forget to read chapters 6 through 10." Mr. Dib called once the bell rang and his students jumped to leave. The only one not jumping to leave was Zim, who was probably going to harass the poor man again. Zim, in lack of better words, was a hoe. Of course, he wasnt, but sometimes Purple had to wonder. Because once that boy finds someone attractive, he tended to not leave them alone until he was satisfied.

"Zim staying back with Mr. Membrane?" Red questioned, falling into step beside Purple. Purple nodded, trying not to let his mind think of the sticky note.

"Yeah. I feel bad for Mr. Membrane. He never gets a break from Zim." Red laughed in agreement, knowing it was true. "I mean, sure he's pretty hot but Zim could get him fired." Purple groaned. He would hate to lose his science teacher, especially since Dib made the class fun. There was always a new story to tell or some cool group project they got to do.

"I'm sure that wont happen. The man should know not to succumb to a needy teen like Zim." It was Purple's turn to laugh then.

And things stayed normal for the ride home. Both just talking about the usual things and even some random stuff that pops to mind. It wasnt until they got close to Purple's home that the conversation turned to the sticky note confession.

"So my eyes really dilate when I look at you?" Red questioned, glancing towards Purple before looking back at the road. He didnt really believe that but he wasn't going to deny he liked Purple. Ever since Purple moved to their town 5 years ago, he's liked him. It's why he always does things to accommodate him. Like bring him lunch, stay up late when hes ranting about something, and even the air freshener in his car. They where all simple things, but they mean more than just simple friendly gestures.

Purple began to pick at his jacket sleeves, trying to think of what to say. He could say yes but that didnt feel like a good enough answer to him. Plus, maybe he was just imagining it all. "It could have just been a different lighting. But yeah." He said, nodding and staring at his lap. Purple could feel his cheeks heating up and his stomach do flips. He was nervous that Red would tell him he didnt feel the same as he did. Which, he wouldn't really blame him.

"I guess it would make sense then," Red began, turning down Purples' street. "Because I do love you." He admitted, glancing at Purple who quickly looked at him.

"You do?" Purple asked hopefully.

"Why else would I do the things I do for you?" Red laughed, pulling into Purples' driveway. He put it in park and looked at Purple.

Purple smiled, looking back at his lap. He always just thought Red was being nice.

"So, how about a date this Friday?" Red questioned, watching Purple smile like an idiot. Purple quickly nodded his head, unbuckling his seatbelt and hopping out.

"I cant wait." Purple said, closing Red's door and practically running to his house to tell Tak about this.

[decaynow]

∞

SHDHDHHSHD DOES THIS MEAN YOU WANT ME TO ANSWER WHICHEVER ONES I WANT OR ALL OF THEM??? Fuck it, I’m done with stuff at this job so. I’ll do them all. Why not

1. What is you middle name?

Gerard

2. How old are you?

20

3. When is your birthday?

June 20th

4. What is your zodiac sign?

Geminiii

5. What is your favorite color?

RED but i also love black

6. What’s your lucky number?

6!!! I like this question’s placement. 6 because Grimmjow but also because HAIL SATAN 666 AAAAAA

7. Do you have any pets?

I have a lil’ black pitbull named Trixie!!!

8. Where are you from?

Georgia the state

9. How tall are you?

5’3

10. What shoe size are you?

uhhh i actually do not know my size in men’s I think it’s like a 5??? Technically in women’s I’m a 7.5 but I tend to buy a half size up A. because doc martens doesn’t do half sizes and B. i dont really like for my shoes to be tight

11. How many pairs of shoes do you own?

... a lot. I have a shoe fetish ngl.

12. What was your last dream about?

I think I had a dream last night..? About Invader Zim maybe???

13. What talents do you have?

I CAN SING LIKE ANY TWENTY ONE PILOTS SONG, i can touch my tongue to my nose, I have a pretty decent Kermit the frog impression, and I have other weird flexes but I cant remember them rn because my memory sucks

14. Are you psychic in any way?

Idk, sometimes I can predict what song will play next but I think I’m just lucky.

15. Favorite song?

Hhh this is so hard to answer bc I wanna pick something metal but tbh... Holding On To You by Twenty One Pilots

16. Favorite movie?

Either Ferris Bueller’s Day Off or Spirit: Stallion of the Cimmaron (I know the whole movie by heart and all the songs)

17. Who would be your ideal partner?

HBNGFHBB,, i dont know I thirst after many celebrities and fictional characters and they’re all kind of different. I guess someone who won’t make me be someone I’m not. Obviously my lack of adult qualities probably isn’t endearing but idk, someone who’s willing to let me be a lil’ childish. I’d like someone who takes the reigns when it comes to adult stuff, I wanna be a stay at home dad and manage our place and kids or pets and stuff. I like kinda being left to my own devices. That will include me constantly wanting to be in ur space LOL

18. Do you want children?

YEAH... REALLY BADLY... but idk if I’ll ever get to have any bc I dont think anyone would want to date me and marry me and have them LMAO so I dont think I should be trying ever

19. Do you want a church wedding?

My ideal wedding is in a graveyard, on October 31st, at sundown, we are being married on an altar of black candles and jack-o-lanters, the autumn colours are flourishing, and I am carried out to the walkway down to the altar in a casket. Everyone is required to wear black except for our bestmen/bridesmaids and me or whoever I marry. If they aren’t dressed like it’s a funeral I’m kicking them out. Deadass. I want the gothest wedding imaginable.

20. Are you religious?

I do kinda believe in stuff but I’m not a fan of organized religion. I mean, I’m a fan as in, the aesthetic and idea of organized religion is majorly sexy, but i feel like religion is really personal and not a public thing for me. Also 666 hail sa-

21. Have you ever been to the hospital?

Nope!!! Never broken a bone or had any kind of emergency LOL

22. Have you ever got in trouble with the law?

ONCE I GOT PULLED OVER FOR ROLLING THRU A STOP SIGN AND I CRIED

23. Have you ever met any celebrities?

I’VE MET HOLLYWOOD UNDEAD TWICE!!! And I’ve met Norman Reedus too. I also went to school with Chandler Riggs (not to put my location on blast HDYDUFHDGDGDD) uhhh I can’t think of anyone else if I have I’d probAOH. Shannon whatever her name is from Stranger Things. She was at my last TØP concert and I asked her for a picture bc my friends were too shy to say anything but since idk her i didnt care LOL

24. Baths or showers?

I like both but I take showers more often

25. What color socks are you wearing?

One is The Scream by Edvard Munch and one is The Kiss by Gustav Klimt

26. Have you ever been famous?

Not like BIG famous but like, people in my school all knew me basically because I was always Doing Shit

27. Would you like to be a big celebrity?

Maybe??? Part of me doesnt want all my shit on blast but at the same time idgaf

28. What type of music do you like?

E... everything... i lean towards punk, pop punk, rock, metal, alternative and whatever but i will literally go from Hannah Montana to Dethklok to Twenty One Pilots to Ghost to Katy Perry don’t test me

29. Have you ever been skinny dipping?

NO and idk if i want to i dont like to be naked

30. How many pillows do you sleep with?

I have 7 but i usually have 8. I like a lot of pillows. I want more.

31. What position do you usually sleep in?

... ur asking an active sleeper that question. I don’t even know what position i wake up in.

32. How big is your house?

Normal sized I guess???

33. What do you typically have for breakfast?

I DONT EAT IT BECAUSE I DONT WAKE UP IN THE MORNING

34. Have you ever fired a gun?

I think my dad let me once when I was a kid but that’s because he’s a bad father

35. Have you ever tried archery?

YEAH i sucked at it but in my head i imagine being good at it lol

36. Favorite clean word?

Salutations, Shenanigans or Hold

37. Favorite swear word?

hmmm would go with your classic fuck but tbh i LOVE to lengthen it to motherfucker. Think in terms of most used though, God Damnit.

38. What’s the longest you’ve ever gone without sleep?

Maybe two days?

39. Do you have any scars?

:/ I have a lot. Some are from me being dumb (the scar on my leg from melting tape) and some are from me being really dumb (scars on my wrist and arm and thigh) but I’m not ashamed of them, in fact I like scars and bruises. I just hate when people randomly ask about them in person (ie “omg what happened!?!?”) because it’s like... self harm scars are pretty obvious about what’s going on so when you ask like that... idk wtf to say.

40. Have you ever had a secret admirer?

PROBABLY??? But im oblivious.

41. Are you a good liar?

Hhjfguvghhh maybe sometimes??? I try not to lie though and i think its impossible bc im a gemini so there’s a little truth in everything I say

42. Are you a good judge of character?

NO IM STUPID

43. Can you do any other accents other than your own?

NOOOOOOO i can do Kermit the Frog and thats it

44. Do you have a strong accent?

I’m southern so yes

45. What is your favorite accent?

I LOVE YOU SWEDISH PEOPLE... also love irish accents but also i cant understand anything bc my ears are stupid

46. What is your personality type?

Rambunctious

47. What is your most expensive piece of clothing?

I have a $100 Ghost hoodie but I think my Big Boots were $148

48. Can you curl your tongue?

Yas

49. Are you an innie or an outie?

Inward belly buttons or perish

50. Left or right handed?

LEFT LEFT LEFT

51. Are you scared of spiders?

Hmhnghhhhnnnn depends, usually

52. Favorite food?

PASTAAA

53. Favorite foreign food?

I fucking LOVE udon

54. Are you a clean or messy person?

I am a messy person doing my absolute best to be clean

55. Most used phrased?

like ever? I start most sentences with “you know what i hate?” But mostly i tend to parrot memes. If I think something is funny I repeat it to myself over and over until it isn’t.

56. Most used word?

Probably “I” because I cant ever stop talking about my damn self

57. How long does it take for you to get ready?

... i dont wanna talk about it (a while)

58. Do you have much of an ego?

... I DONT WANNA TALK ABOUT IT (i simultaneuosly... hate myself but also think im the best)

59. Do you suck or bite lollipops?

SUCK WHO IS BITING THEM???

60. Do you talk to yourself?

SO FUCKING MUCH

61. Do you sing to yourself?

OBVIOUSLY

62. Are you a good singer?

... no but it doesnt stop me

63. Biggest Fear?

I HATE MIRRORS I HATE BATHROOM MIRRORS IN THE DARK THAT STUPID FUCKING CHANT I HATE IT I CANT SAY IT EVER ITS MY FEAR

64. Are you a gossip?

I dont want to be but I’m a gemini so it just HAPPENS

65. Best dramatic movie you’ve seen?

Man i dont even know just go watch Spirit Stallion of the Cimarron

66. Do you like long or short hair?

I prefer to have mine long but i kinda wanna cut it, i LOOOVE guys with long hair

67. Can you name all 50 states of America?

Oh definitely Not

68. Favorite school subject?

ART or biology

69. Extrovert or Introvert?

Introvert

70. Have you ever been scuba diving?

Nope!

71. What makes you nervous?

LOTS OF SHIT GOD BUT I HATE DOING A BAD JOB OR MAKING MISTAKES

72. Are you scared of the dark?

Sometimes, it just depends

73. Do you correct people when they make mistakes?

Hhhffudhdhhh only if I know I wont come off condescending

74. Are you ticklish?

YEAH BUT DONT TICKLE ME I KICKED MY CHUCKLEFUCK EX IN THE DICK ONCE FOR TICKLING ME, IT WAS AN ACCIDENT BUT U SHOULD STILL BE WARNED

75. Have you ever started a rumor?

Dont think so

76. Have you ever been in a position of authority?

Sometimes I told groups in school to just let me do all the work because I didn’t trust them with my grade.

77. Have you ever drank underage?

... like a few days ago but tbh alcohol is disgusting and i only wanna drink banana liquor or else i dont drink at all bc its gross

78. Have you ever done drugs?

I desperately wish i had more drugs in my life but i dont wanna come off as a crackhead

79. Who was your first real crush?

EITHER SPIDER-MAN OR YUGI MUTO

80. How many piercings do you have?

I WISH I HAD MY NIPPLE PIERCED SO BADLY... also if i HAD A DICK god nerf’d me I WOULD GET PIERCINGS UP MY DICK... also my (expensive) dream is to get like subdermal/metadermal? implants on my forehead and get devil horns

81. Can you roll your Rs?“

Yep

82. How fast can you type?

I type... so fast

83. How fast can you run?

Maybe kinda fast but not for long

84. What color is your hair?

Naturally its brown but the bottom half is bleached and one side is yellow and the other is green

85. What color is your eyes?

Bluuue

86. What are you allergic to?

FIRE ANT BITES AND AMOXICILLIN AND I HAVE HAD HORRIBLE EXPERIENCES WITH BOTH

87. Do you keep a journal?

Kind of??? I have a poetry journal and I write dreams down sometimes.

88. What do your parents do?

My mom does like marketing and my dad does carpet cleaning

89. Do you like your age?

No I wanted to die at 12 and I wanna die now. The difference is I didn’t think I’d live this long so now I have no idea what I’m doing.

90. What makes you angry?

FUCKING EVERYTHING IF YOU DATE ME OR BEFRIEND ME YOU NEED TO KNOW I WILL RAGE ABOUT ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING AND U CANNOT TELL ME TO CALM DOWN LEST I FOAM AT THE MOUTH

91. Do you like your own name?

YEAH I PICKED IT!!! But i also wanna change it but i kinda cant bc Johnny from HU called me Reimond and they all know me as Reimond. But also I wanna be Lucifer Slade Solo.

92. Have you already thought of baby names, and if so what are they?

TOBIAS JEREMY AND EMELE CECILIA

93. Do you want a boy a girl for a child?

I’d be fine with either but tbh!!! Probably a boy.

94. What are you strengths?

HDHDUFHHH,, I NEVER TRULY GIVE UP I JUST GET ANGRIER. I’M INDEFATIGABLE

95. What are your weaknesses?

yelling. if you yell at me i will get upset. if im yelling its fine but if you yell i’ll cry. also roaches.

96. How did you get your name?

Well i consider Reimond the “masculine” version of my deadname!!! Technically there’s Racheal but it’d just get pronounced the same and I still have to correct people on Reimond (EVERYONE KEEPS THINKING IM SAYING RAYMAN) and Gerard is my middle name bc MCR, and I would love to change my last name lol.

97. Were your ancestors royalty?

Not that I know of

98. Do you have any scars?

U ASKED THIS ALREADY

99. Color of your bedspread?

I have Star Wars sheets with Kylo Ren and storm troopers! I also have Spider-Man sheets.

100. Color of your room?

It’s like painted like a beige colour but most of my stuff is dark lol