#isaiah please dont find these i will cry

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Summary: long distance relationship with Isaiah <3 and what happens when you two are together or not.

Warnings? Nope! isaiah being a simp. the reader doesn’t live close to Tennessee, maybe out of the US. And the reader doesn't use social media much.

This took over a month to write I am so sorry. I TRIED TO MAKE IT LONGER BUT IT DIDN’T WORK!

this and this song helped 🥺

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Nothing makes a room feel emptier than wanting someone in it.

In 2018, a survey found that 60% of long-distance relationships last. Academic researchers report that 37% of long-distance couples break up within 3 months of becoming geographically close. Couples are just as likely to break up during the distance phase as they are after the distance ends.

Because that wasn't the current situation for you and Isaiah, but things were complicated considering that a significant distance was between you and different time schedules. Hundreds of miles away from each other just makes it awkward at times, but it is always worth it in the end when you do finally get to talk to each other. And this mainly took place when either of you didn't have much to do, either evenings, or mornings, like if you have to get up to work early, and if he has been up before doing a video or something. Sometimes when you two talk on the phone, it is in the evening for one of you, which means someone, or both of you, accidentally falling asleep, still on call.

It ends if someone wakes up before the other and hangs up, or, someone's phone dies.

Either way, it wasn't entirely practical.

You both find it very boring at times. Mainly because it isn't easy just going to see each other, that isn't how it works. I feel like I'm repeating myself. Anyway. Umm.

Oh!

But when you two do talk, it is always the best part of the day. Any and every conversation always consists of talking about movies, watching movies over Discord, anything interesting that may have happened locally or online between talks, and, of course, how you both miss each other. Because I am not lying when I say it is true. That man is a literal simp for you. Yes, simp. And no not a jar of mayonnaise going up an escalator. Like you have no idea how much he just wants to hug you. And you wanna hug him too. Same.

If you live in the US:

It's either a plane ride or a long road trip for you to go and see him. If you don't like plane rides, understandable, you take a road trip. Isaiah doesn't like plane rides either.

If you took a plane to see him, you could watch his videos to pass the time, and listen to podcasts he's been in, that is if you're driving too.

But you don’t call each other on the plane rides, definitely on the car rides though, mainly because you don’t want anyone to hear what you’re saying. One, it’s a private conversation, and two, people shouldn’t be nosey. And you don’t want to disturb the peace.

Which is fair.

But if he is coming to you, definitely a road trip. As I said, he hates plane rides. Which definitely contains phone calls. Neither of you can contain your excitement. He is a child at heart. He knows you know that. And you like it. You find it sweet.

BUT. for if you don’t live in the US:

Even if he hates plane rides, he will happily sacrifice himself for the journey. Only if it means he sees you again. And when you meet by the gate, or wherever people meet, he is ready to catch you as you run towards him. Like- *gently holds*

This man is precious✨

You bring him something as a congratulations for surviving the trip. Which he is always grateful for. He is grateful for you. You let him stay at your place, of course. Which is sweet too.

But if it was the other way round, and you visit him, he gives you your favourite flowers when you both finally meet 🥺👉👈

Hugs too. Because he’s a hugger, in my opinion. Have I said I wanna hug him already?

Mf loves you and would do anything for you. Preach.

Speaking of podcasts he’s been in. If he is the only guest there, he would be asked about his career on YouTube etc, and he would be asked about you. As it is known on his channel that you do not live locally, and people are understanding if they see that he misses you. It isn’t easy living across the country or world. But while talking about you, he would be all sweet about it. A little sad at times, because.. you know.

You + him + the big space between you both = big sadness.

I can somehow see Charlie asking him this on The Official Podcast, but, again, seeing as they know about you both and the distance between you, some would be curious about how your future would plan out. Because you ask guests on podcasts all sorts of questions, depending on the context, but if Charlie asked Isaiah if he ever planned on asking you a certain question. Ahem. Isaiah would respond with,

"At some point in the future, yes. It would be better to ask when they're closer."

Now that... that left some people thinking. Thinking ahead of the guy that would actually be asking it, y'all need to simmer down. But to you, it would legitimately be a surprise as you are someone who doesn't use social media as much as others would, therefore others would not be able to tag you to tell you.

And, and, and on the said podcast, Isaiah would mention how you both met. Even if it was in the most generic way, he would tell it how it was. And if it was awkward, better to tell it as it was rather than say it how you wish it was. The other hosts would lightheartedly joke about it throughout the rest of the podcast, but Isaiah would know it's a joke, keeping the good vibes throughout.

Like he could be asked how you both maintain it so well and what you can both do together even if you're nowhere near each other in the country or world. And as cliché it could sound, apart from calling each other every other night, when neither of you has much to do, you both play an online game.

A co-op one.

And that game was Spiritfarer. You take over a boat in the game to ferry spirits to the afterlife. You could play as Stella (who is a female by the way) or Daffodil, Stella's cat (male). But for story purposes, I will say that they are both gender-neutral so you can pick who you would want to play as. You both build a boat to explore the world, then befriend and care for spirits before finally releasing them into the afterlife. You can farm, fish and harvest your way across mystical seas. As if you both were living together in the first place. It is a sad game at times but also a down-to-earth one because just remember who you're playing it with.

If playing on stream, it would be a quiet one, with no donations, no loud noises, just peace for the two of you and for those watching. If it is a late-night game session for either of you, it would be on a night when you don't have to do much the next day. If some time passed while playing and it was mostly silence coming from you two, viewers new and old would most definitely know only good vibes reside there.

It can only bring you both closer, even if you have to say goodbye to the friends you both made along the way.

ENUF SAD. tell me why writing about angst is a strength for me

Back to when you two are together; it is so worth it.

Because it consists of you two either staying in or going out shopping or just general sightseeing. If you go out, you would hold each other's bags of things that you bought. Even if they were light. And expect him to buy you lunch, because I said so! 👹 He could buy you small little trinkets too.

Speaking of him buying you things! When his little Wendidude plushes and figurine came out, there is a 100% chance of him sending you one of each, think of it as three smaller versions of him are with you while the actual version isn’t. And I say it’s a lie if one, if not both plushes sat on your bed in the day. And you definitely sleep with them. Don’t lie to me! While his lil Youtooz figure is on your bedside. (I’m upset I didn’t have a change to but any)

And if inside at home, expect movies too.

With some snackies too!

Snuggles.

And if you have any pets, like a cat or dog, they will most definitely join in. Because it would be great. He definitely sees them as his own in a way, like a child maybe? You could stay there all day but I am afraid that won’t be possible because other things would have to be done. I guess.

And watching videos too! Even if they are spooky, funny, or just generally lighthearted.

Other than that-

If one’s wanted to do things without the use of technology, you play games. Because everyone has a game or two stashed in their house somewhere.

Expect both of you to get the slightest bit of competitive. In a playful way of course.

Which may include some mutual teasing 👁️👁️

No funky shit happens after, the man’s a Christian

Maybe a kiss or so

…

Definitely makes a video at some point during your stay. And definitely let’s the world know you’re his. Subtly. Cheek kisses and all that🥺

People find it cute.

He does too. He just finds you cute because yes and you can’t change my mind.

(Y/N)goon much? 🤨

You got yourself a good one.

But remember when I said he was asked a certain question and he answered with "At some point in the future, yes. It would be better to ask when they're closer”?

Mhm, yeah?

Be sure to keep that in mind for the future.

👁️👁️

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[thesetrashimagines]

The Man

A Peaky Blinders imagine (reader insert)

Warnings: fighting, blood, bullet wounds, swearing, murder.

GIF is not mine!

Summary: Accidentally busting into a bar while trying to finish a job may not have been the smartest idea.

Pt.2

  You knew they were on your trail, it was part of the plan. And it was going perfectly. What you didn't expect was for one them to be in a car, driving straight for you. Thinking fast you looked for some kind of cover. Seeing a pair double doors, you made a run for them and honestly in the moment you weren't thinking about who or what was on the other side.

  Throwing the doors open and slamming them behind you, you rushed to the side and waited for the shadowy figures belonging to your targets to enter. It didn't take long which you were greatful for, means that you would get to go home sooner, the group of 3 men walked into the bar. Being behind them gave you an advantage, pulling out some piano wire you threw yourself onto the back of one them. He wasn't able to get his fingers underneath the wire making his death come quickly. The other two men turned around to the sounds of their partner yelling and as soon as the body hit the floor they pounced.

Ducking down from most their collective swings, you scrambled towards one of the tables, there was a bottle on it. Picking it up you turned and saw the bigger man of the two come towards you. Spinnig the bottle in your hand, you rose your brows and gestured your arms out in a 'come on and get me' kind of way. The man barrelled forward and threw a hard punch, hitting you in jaw, you staggered to the side and swung the bottle right onto the back of his bald head, he stumbled before you pulled the back of his collar exposing his chest where you plunged the broken end of the bottle into his right breast. You turned the two of you around and faced the other man, his eyes widened at the scene in front of him. Taking his moment of stun, you pushed the bald man forward into the arms of the smaller man, knocking him over with a loud thud as he hit the floor, this action obvisously drove the broken bottle further into the bald man which caused him to cry out in pain.

Neither man can move now, the smaller man started babbling while the bald one was crying. Pulling out the knife from your shoe you waltzed over to the stacked bodies. "We all know why this is your fate," Spitting out blood you continued, "stop making so much fucking noise."

Leaning over them you stabbed the knife into the smaller man's neck before grabbing the bald man's hand and telling him to hold it there, he was trying to fight agaisnt you but you could tell that he was getting weaker with every shift he made. "The more you move the more you bleed." He stopped moving, "You wont die from that bottle unless I want you to." The man started crying again. Grabbing one of the chairs closest to you, you sat down. "You throw a good punch by the way." His hand slipped off the knife's slick handle. "What did I say to do?" He finally tried to speak.

"Please let me go......how was I suppose to know?" Standing with a sigh you walked back over to the man and gently placed your hands on his neck. "Don't lie, you always knew." Snapping his neck quickly and straightening back up, you finally glanced around the room to assess the damage. 1 broken bottle, and some blood. 'Not too bad', you think to yourself. Turning back around to your chair you started to push it back in when the back door opened and footsteps caught your attention.

"The fuck happened here!?" A man with a mustache started yelling. "Buisness." Glancing up as you answered you noticed there was 4 of them. The man with the mustache, another with a cap on, the third had a ciggarette hanging out of mouth, and the last one had a baby face. With the adrenaline running out you started to feel the pain, looking down you saw your shirt soaked in blood. "Fuck...," looking back to the gaggle of men, who were still glaring at you, 3 of them even pulled out guns. "Look I'll pay for the bottle and the labour for the blood, I apologise for the mess too. Are you lot gonna tell the police?" Now their expressions changed looking st you as if you had multiple heads. "Police!? We're the fucking peaky blinders!" The man with the mustache yelled at you, cocking his gun, "and who the fuck are you!?"

"Nobody." Turning yourself toward the door, "The money will be here by first light." Hearing the other men cocking their guns you stopped and stared at the door in front of you, a different voice spoke out. "It is already first light, its actually 5 in the morning. We were told by some of our men that a group broke in here and were stupid enough to leave their car outside." Closing your eyes you sighed, 'well there goes my ride', you thought to yourself again. The men began talking to you again but you were thinking about how you were going to be leaving, 'Maybe I can still take the car, worst they could've done is fuck with the engine.' Smiling to yourself you turned back to the men.

"Look gentlemen, I dont know who the peaky blinders are. Never heard of you lot sadly, as for me don't worry about it. I'm just another man walking the streets, well not these ones but..." You looked back down and noticed another blood spot was slowly getting bigger, " I've got to get going now, I already got a few bullets in me so if you'll excuse me, you'll find me in the hospitial."

With that you turned and dashed through the door as bullets went flying around you for the 2nd time today It's something you've gotten used to over the years. With every step you took, the pain spiked. Gritting your teeth you hopped into the car and started it. The machine shook alive and you let out a little laugh.The men were now rushing out the door and aiming at the car, stepping on the gas you bolted down the road. Nothing was more exciting then driving a fast car.

"The fucker's getting away!" Arthur shouted, "What do you want us to do Arthur? Chase after the car?" Michael questioned his cousin. John lowered his gun and tried catching his breath, "Did you see the bodies in there? Something don't add up, one of them had a knife in his fucking throat." Tommy walked out of the Garrison doors, "Yeah and the one on top of him has a bottle in his chest. Then there's the one by the door, he's got a mark on his neck, wire looks like." Everyone was silent, mulling over the situation. "He said he'd be at the hospital, we should send someone over there." Michael looked to Tom, taking out another cigarette. "You know Michael that isn't a bad idea, we'll send Finn and Isaiah."

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Getting back to the apartment was easy. No one was up yet, it was 5 AM at the latest, the sun was just starting to peak through the horizon. Taking off your shirt you started unwrapping the binding on your chest, taking a deep breathe would've been nice but the bullet hole in your side reminded you it was still there. Grabbing your supplies and sitting on the bed, you got to work on removing the bullet, luckly it wasn't near any important parts. Biting down on some cloth you pulled the bullet out. "Fuck ,fuck, fuck, fuck!" Tossing the stupid thing on the floor you splashed some alcohol into the wound. Feeling a little woozy you grabbed the needle and thread, 'Come on YN youère almost done.' Stitching yourself up wasn't new but your hands still shake with every pass. The slash on your arm only needed a few stitches but the awkward angle was enough to give you trouble.

Spinning around you realized there wasn't any bandages left, throwing your head back with an audible "ugh" you stood and started to throw on a new shirt, careful not to bump anything and open it back up you threw a oversized coat on and a hat.

The air was cool which was nice on your flushed cheeks, cool air was always nice after a job, espiecally one that you walked away from with new wounds. You kept your head slightly down and collar popped, hiding your face. You knew this life wasn't easy but you knew nothing else, you grew up doing this, your whole life dedicated to this and everything associated with it. Your thoughts cleared when you came up to the hospitial. In and out. Grab bandages, and leave, simple.

Walking into the hospitial you saw nurses bustling about and doctors checking boards and holding conversation with each other. Good, people were busy. Watching one of the nurses walk down the hall and enter a door that said nurses only, you set your attentions there. Everybody glanced at you but with a simple tip of the hat and a "here to see the wife and babe" nobody questioned you, babies were always being born. You could hear some of them coming into the world, the cries of life. Not like the ones you were used to too.

Entering the room some murses looked up at you and some were about to start yelling but you were quicker. "Oh I'm so sorry everyone for being late, you know how it is." Laughing gently you took off the hat and shook out your chin length hair. "Excuse me but I dont think I've ever seen around before." One nurse spoke. Looking over to her while sliping off your coat, "Oh well pardon me, I'm Leanna. I've been sent over for a few days with a patient before we go back home, I'm his personal nurse." Most of the nurses ignored you and left to get on with work you presumed. "Which patient?" You went behind a curtain and changed into a nurses uniform, "Mr.Smith." You replied, Smith was a rather common name anywhere you went in Britain so it was a safe name to throw around. "Smith? I don't think I've heard of him sorry." Stepping out fully dressed you gave her a gently smile "It's quite alright we won't be here long. it was nice meeting you but I have to get going Mr.Smith gets upset when he doesn't recognize where he is." With that you left and walked the halls.

While looking for the supply closet you saw 2 boys dressed very similarly to the men from the pub walk in, you could hear them ask doctors and nurses of they've had a man in with bullet wounds. Of course they said no. But now there was a problem, while walking towards another section of the hospitial these two boys bumped into you, knocking you to the ground, and you felt a pop. Quickly standing back up, you ignored the hands trying to help you up. "Miss! Sorry! We weren't looking where we were going, you know we're trying to look for someone. Maybe you've seen them? A man who was shot-" "shot in the side." Tying your cardigan around your waist you looked up at the boys. One was lean, had freckles and curly hair, the other was a little more built (he did knock you down), smooth skin, and had dark hair. "It's alright, no I havent seen a man, now please excuse me." Keeping things short, you left and found the supplies closet.

You dressed your own wounds and stuck the rest of the bandages into the bust of the dress. Shifting the bust of the dress around you gave yourself the okay and left the closet. The boys were still in the same spot but now babyface and the cap wearing man had joined them. 'Shit.' Holding your head down you passed them again. " *whisle* thats one pretty girlie, oi nurse!" The capped man was catcalling you.....honestly could've be worse. Walking faster you made it back to the lockers, changing was nice until you noticed the smallest blood stain on the dress, "Oh for fucks sake." You held the dress in the crook of your elbow, now standing in the nurses locker room, dressed in mens clothing with coat pockets full of bandages and other supplies, holding a nures's dress, to make it even better a nurse walked in and was staring at you with wide eyes. 'fuck'

"Look miss my girl works here and she asked me to throw her uniform in the laundry here, you see there's some blood on it and she's in the bathroom right now, the blood it makes her dizzy, I-I I'll leave, oh Lord this is embarrassing." Lying came easy, sometimes you enjoyed it, every word created a story and here you were acting in it, you found it funny. 'No! No! It's quite alright you're just trying to be a good husband here lemme take it for you, you go see how she is alright." The nurse came over placing a hand on your arm and grabbed the uniform. "Thank you miss" You gave her a smile and left the room swiftly.

Leaving the hospitial was suppose to be as easy as getting into it but the tiny detail you forgot about was now you were in the same building as those men from the pub. Wanting to face plant into the ground and wanting to let put the biggest groan, you kept silent and your head on a swivel. Looking around every corner and down every hallway. Alas your efforts were futile when you rounded a corner and bumped into the same chest as earlier. You landed on the ground again and quickly pulled your hat down to cover the majority of your face. "Oi watch where your going." You nodded and stood up making sure not to make eye contact, side stepping around them you carried on your way when you heard, "Isaiah thats him!" Upon those words you ran, 'so much goddamn running.'

You weren't far from the entrance when some men stepped in front of the hospitals doors, wearing those stupid hats, 'you've got to be fucking kidding me'. Looking around you noticed a open window, you slowed down to a halt and stared at the men at the door, they slowky walked forward and you could hear the shoes hitting the floor in chase behind you. Throwing a smirk at the two at the door you dashed to the window and used your arms to send yourself out of it legs first. Sticking the landing you stood up and glanced into an alleyway and decided to take it, you could still hear the men running after you. Looking up at the walls around you, specifically at the windows again and these were barred. Perfect. Stopping in front of one you noticed how high it was, your arms weren't gonna be long enough. The slapping of shoes filled the alleyway, making up your mind in that moment, you decided on a run and jump. The first attempt didnt work, at all.

By now when you started the second attempt the men could see you easly scale the windows, then the fire escape, then they watched you jump onto the roof and disappear. "Now who in the fuck does that?" Isaiah looked back at the group of men. All of them were out of breath. "Yeah who the fuck is he? Why's he so important?" Finn looked at his older brother, "He broke into The Garrison and killed 3 blokes" John answered. Finn looked to the roof and laughed. "Fucking hell."

The group started their journey back to the betting shop but what they didn't know was that they were being followed by the 'man' on the roof. Granted jumping from roof to roof only worked so far before you had to get down, you watched them enter a building and recognized the area around you, it wasn't too far from the apartment, letting out a sigh you walked back 'home'. How were you going to leave this place now? Taking everything off you started yourself a bath. Seeing your reflection was weird, you were so used to being seen as a man by the outside world that when you did see the feminine parts of you it was like a surprise, a nice surprise cause you knew you were one badass lady. Taking off the bandage made you huff in annoyance, getting knocked over causing your stitches to pop open and then all that running and climbing, all that hard work just to be back at square one. Walking to your room you redid the stitches, not as shaky this time, then climbed into the bath.

It's at moments like these where you wished you had your beloved record player with you. Music is always able to help you calm down. You could say music was your only weakness.

You lounged there wondering when you should drop off that money, would they even want it? They didn't seem to enthustiastic about your offer. Whatever you promised, maybe you could deliver the new bottle...nope, knock and run away? Yeah that sounds alright.

The water was getting cold so you stood up and wrapped yourself in a towel and made your way to your room to grab the bandages from your coat after dressing yourself you noticed there was a whole in your coat, 'the windows', letting out another sigh you grabbed some wide cloth and binded your chest, then grabbed a shirt, trousers, your hat, and some cash, then headed to the nearest store to buy a bottle of whatever you could find. Seeing as your coat had a hole in it you couldn't help but stick your hand in and out of it as you walked, you even pulled at the frayed edges before you mentally yelled at yourself saying that you're only gonna make it worse. Shoving your hands into the pockets you walked into the first store, it looked like a general store, had a little bit of everything. Looking around the shelves you noticed they had a very small liqour selection and guessing by the dust on some of the bottles, they weren't very popular. You saw an older man with a white beard and mustache behind the counter, "Excuse me sir, what kind of drink is this?" Throwing a gesture towards the shelf with your head the man looked to the side at the bottles.

"You want to buy them?" He looked surprised. "Yes but only if you tell me what it is." You let out a small laugh. The older man chuckled, "Yes well, the ones in the front row are whiskey but everything behind them is rum." Rum? You haven't had rum in awhile. "I'll take two bottles of rum, the ones in the furthest back please." He turned and set them down in front of you. "Is that everything?" He asked with a raised brow, "No, do you sell coats by any chance? Or know of somewhere that does?" The older man was about to answer when a woman behind you spoke, "You can buy coats down the road now can you please hurry im in a rush." Turning towards the woman you noticed the short haircut, to the chin like yours, her eyes were a bright blue and she wore red lipstick, she was also wearing a fur coat. Once your gaze went back up to her face, she had a mischievous look on her face. "Are you finished? Thats a rather large hole in your coat, what happened?" Laughing to yourself, you turned back towards the man and placed 2 bills down. "keep the change." With that you left and hearing the older man yelling thank you as you left, put a smile on your face. You enjoyed making people happy.

The store selling coats was crowded, people were everywhere in there, some were customers, and others were employess with tape measures around their necks. A woman walked up to you when you steped through the door. "Hello! How may I help you?" You locked eyes with her and gave her your most charming smile, "I'm looking for a coat, mines got a hole in it." Showing her the whole she gasped. "My thats a rather large rip, well if you could follow me I can show you some im sure you'll like." She gently wrapped her arm around yours and took off down the racks of coats before stopping in front of a section with many black and navy coats. "So here we have some coats that match the colour and wear as the one you have on now." Going through a few you noticed one a little further down the racks. "What about this one?" Pulling out the dark forest green jacket, you turned to her and smiled, "Can I try this one on?" She stared at you for a moment.

"Yes of course you can sir though I do have to warn you it is one of our more expensive pieces." Taking off the jacket you had on and giving it to the lady, you swung the green fabric over your shoulders, your arm protested but you masked the pain. You looked over yourself and you were quite happy with how it looked on you. "I quite like it, miss I think I'll take this one." The woman started speaking fast, "but sir that jacket is very expensive, yes you look very handsome in it but-!" You walked over to her and grabbed her hands, "It's alright, but now I have to get it if I look so handsome in it." Winking at her, you let go of her hands and grabbed your old coat, pulling out some money. "Is this enough?" She glanced at the money in your hands and grabbed the bills, she refiled through them then handed back 2 bills. "There its yours." She smiled at you with flushed cheeks. Smiling back, you placed a hand on her shoulder and squeezed lightly, "thank you miss, have nice day." Her face got brighter as you walked away, you wished she kept the old coat but you needed to get the bottle of rum to the building before sundown.

You saw the woman from earlier walk out of another shop in front of you. Her arms carrying a box and a bag on top of it. You could hear the clicking of her heelings against the pavement, she was walking with purpose you decided, guess she was telling the truth about being in a hurry. Then you noticed the men, the men in caps,'they're everywhere'. The woman noticed them too. "If you're just gonna watch me all day atleast be helpful and bring this back to the house." She placed the box and bag into the arms of one of the men and kept on walking before entering a car.

You watched the car leave and felt jealous but kept on with your travel on foot. You walked towards your street and on the way you saw a small girl running in nothing but a dress. Watching with careful eyes you examined the path the girl was running in and saw a pump in the road, almost as you were about to call out she tripped and fell. Rushing over, you picked her up and sat her on your knee and brushed off her legs and arms of the gravel stuck to them. She had her face tucked into your neck as she cried, getting you wet with her tears. "Hey you're alright now, I've gotcha." You gently brushed the dirty and gravel off her injured knee. "Nothing more than a little scrape aye?" She looked down at her knee and sniffled, "It hurts." Rubbing her back you replied, "I know darling but you're a strong girl. You look tough now and once this little scrape heals you'll be good as new." She studied the side of your face as you were checking the rest of her legs for scrapes.

"You've got long hair mr." She was gently pulling on the strands poking out from under your hat, "It looks pretty." She giggled as the hair sprung back into place. "Why thank you, I must admit I only ever want my hair to look pretty." You wrapped your large coat over her small frame and tied the long ends in a knot. "There you can have my coat, now I know there's a hole in it but you can throw it when you get home, it's just something to keep you warm yeah?" She looked at you with big eyes "Yea!" "Now watch where you run." She nodded, hugged you and ran away. The sleeves of the coat covering her hands.

Laughing you turned back and continued the walk. When you finally reached your street you saw the car the woman left in, 'curiouser and curiouser', the car was parked in front of your rums destination. Standing next to the car you gently leaned against it and began to come up with your 'escape' plan. "So after almost a day of my men trying to find you, you end up on my door step." Spinning your head towards the alley and the voice, you made eye contact with the man from the pub, and just like when you first saw him, he was smoking. Looking back to the door you answered, "I was just going to leave the bottle and money and be on my mary way." You heard in let out a airy laugh. "Mary way? I didn't peg you as the type of man to go about things maryly especially after what I saw you do to those 3 in the bar." Looking up at the sky you sighed.

Still sitting on the car you tilted your upper half and placed one of the bottles of rum on the top of the car, then you held up some cash and placed the bottle on top of the pile. Holding up your own bottle of rum and stepped off the car, "I'll be on my mary way." Throwing him a small smile you walked past him. "This rum?" You spun back around to him and opened your bottle. "Yep." You gave the bottle a swig and let out a hum. "It's pretty good too." You tipped the bottle towards him, "Cheers." You spun back around and walked towards your aprtment.

Watching you walk to the apartments at the end of lane Tommy smirked and grabbed the rum. He opened the bottle and gave it a sniff and quickly scowled at it. He put the top back on the bottle and counted the money, eyes shooting up to your apartment again. Where the hell did you get this type of money?

"You alright Tom?" Turning towards his sister he placed the bottle of rum in her hand, "I'm fine Ada." Recognizing the bottle, Ada made eye contact with her brother. "Where'd you get this from?" Tom looked at the bottle then back at his sister, "why?" Ada shook her head. "It nothing I just saw a man earlier today buying a few bottles," she let out a laugh, "he was asking where to buy a new coat cause his had this giant tear in his." Thomas glanced down the lane again to the apartment building he watched you enter earlier.

"A man eh?"

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Aaaahhh it's been forever since I last wrote anything, truly am sorry, but! I have been craving to write for peaky blinders again (I honestly love that show and its universe) I had loads of fun writing this and I actually know where I want this story to go so please let me know if you want a part 2 or maybe I'll write a part 2 anyways cause I have many plans for it. Anyways enough of my rambling, I really hope you enjoyed this and thank you so much for reading! <3

[spoiler-warning]

Fatws episode woo!

Karli love of my life! Its time, what are we gonna do?

The men calling him Sargent Barnes

Sharon? Cool.

Depends on the therapist? Nice

Oh, she was waiting for Sam to release the gas

Nice suit sam! It looks so good!

I thought captain america was on the moon, lol.

Didn't sharon hire that French guy?

Oh, she represents the powerbroker

All I ever tried to do and I failed twice? My heart is in pieces.

Oh, ahhhhhh. That's not good. What are those?

Karli, you are so smart babe.

When is Walker gonna show up with his five minutes craft shield

If this guy tries to hurt my second wife, Sharon.

Wait, the gas.... she killed him. Nice.

I don't fly man that's your thing, lol.

Sam's training played off. And that final move was kinda a tony stark quip.

Karli I love you, but babe, your crossing a small line.

Go Sam Save them yeah! Holy shit the wings are vibranium! I know but that move is awesome

Karli just shattered that gun

Nice bucky. You on a bike is awesome.

Light it up? Oh I see.

Oh,hi walker. That shield is crap.

Go bucky yeah! Save them!

Walker, is he gonna snap.

Bucky falling again, oh super hero landing.

Sam, sam no. Wait, woah.

Yeah that was sick.

Teamwork yeah! Is that guy gonna survive?

Walker, fuck you and your dollar store shield.

Crush that shield Karli. Oh, that's okay too.

Is bucky gonna catch it.

Walker, I hate you, but please make the right choice.

Yes, man.

Oh shit

Yes, sam go! Hell yeah!

Buckys face. Hell yeah that's captain america

Karlis face, how she trusted falcon.

Wait, sharon... or is it the flag smashers.

Sam is gonna find Karli alone, isn't he.

Oh shut, its sharon!

Wait, they know each other? What?

What is going on? Wait is sharon the powerbroker? Hell yes.

Wait, sam doesn't know.

These moves are sick.

Yeah, that's right, sam won't stay down.

I still hate Walker, but these was smart.

This is awesome. But Karli, please stop you have gone to far.

No Karli. She is still just a kid. Please no, no please.

Oh shit this cinematography is great.

I am sobbing. I know Karli crossed a line, but she didn't deserve to die.

Man, fuck these politicians. Sam is so right. Man fuck this guy, I want to bitch slap him. Listen to sam.

Sam is spitting straight facts.

This is so tear jerking. Because yes,people can do better. And politicians need to hear this. The flag smashers were not in the wrong, they means were.

Bucky calling sam cap, hell yes.

Oh, is sharon flirting? How is her being powerbroker gonna work in the future.

Oh, the raft. They really are setting up the thunderbolts.

Yes, one world one. Woah. Wait who was that? What the hell is going on. Wait was that Zemo's butler.

What is she gonna do? I kinda like her. Milf energy?

What is Walker wearing.

Comic us agent look nice.

Weird. What is coming?

You know, I think walker is okay.

Oh, bucky is going to the old man. This is going to be tear jerking. Yep I was right.

It's his book, he gave it to his therapist.

Wait, this is Isaiah's house.

Yeah, damn right.

I am going to cry. This is so touching.

Eli, dont worry your time is coming.

He has a spot in caps museum...

Awe, this is so sweet. Awe the kids hanging on Buckys arm. This ending is perfect, too perfect....

There's a post credit scene, isn't there.

Awe, sharon is getting pardoned. But she is still the powerbroker. Oh this is awesome.

[girlinhealing]

Midnight Diary: Entry 02 - 1/1/21. I’m ALIVE and crying.

Before anything else, I want to greet everyone who will be able to read this, a HAPPY NEW YEAR! I know this last year was full of surprises, grief, sorrow, and changes, but let’s also take this opportunity to be grateful for all the good things we have received last year. I hope despite the darkness you’ve been through in your life last year and over the years, I pray that as you welcomed the new year, you have found the light, and if you have not yet, I pray that you will find it soon. :)

Now, let’s go to the real deal haha. As you can see in the title, I’m alive and crying! Crazy! I never planned to welcome this year crying, but I guess it can’t be helped. Last year and last year and last year-- too much of last year, but I’ve been welcoming the new year with a cry haha. It looks like I have made this as a tradition. Lol. 

Like what I have said, I never planned to welcome this year crying. In fact, I’m so happy and giddy preparing for the New Year’s Eve. I tried making a pizza for the first time, I wrote a short note for special people, and I did a year-end dance cover unplanned! Everything was going smooth and cool, not until a situation had to ruin it. While I’m having a simple and peaceful dinner with my mother, I noticed that my mother was not in a good mood until suddenly she started crying. From then, the entire night went downhill and got spoiled. Of course, seeing my mother in that state hurts me. For a moment, I don’t know what to do. I’m confused and slightly panicking. How the hell will I cheer the mood back to bright? For someone who’s not so expressive and empathetic, I surely don’t know how to comfort someone. How do you console your mother? I have no idea at all.  When I learned the reason, it didn’t shock me. A relative questioning my mother for not able to send money to my grand parents and reasoning out that my mother has an old son, working and earning money, that she can ask for some money. Let me just express my anger...

FIRST OF ALL, MY BROTHER DOES NOT HAVE ANY RESPONSIBILITY TO SUPPORT OUR GRAND PARENTS. YES, WE’RE A FAMILY. YES, HE’S A GRANDSON, BUT FOR PETE’S SAKE, MY BROTHER IS NOT AN INSURANCE COMPANY FOR THEM TO REQUIRE HIM TO GIVE! IF HE WANTS TO GIVE, THEN FINE! BUT, IF HE DOES NOT WANT TO, IT’S STILL FINE. IT SHOULD BE FINE! WHY DO THESE FILIPINO FAMILIES (ESP BOOMERS) THINK THAT IT’S OKAY TO PASS THEIR RESPONSIBILITY TO THE YOUNGER GENERATION OF THE FAMILY? IF YOU CAN’T SECURE YOUR LIFE UNTIL DEATH THEN PLEASE DO NOT BEAR CHILDREN? FOR F*CK SAKE, WE DON’T DECIDE WHETHER WE WANT TO BE BORN, BUT IT’S SO WRONG TO OBLIGED YOUR CHILDREN TO SUPPORT YOU. HOW DARE HIM OR MAYBE THEM CALL OUT MY MOTHER LIKE THAT? AND YOU HAVE THE AUDACITY TO BE SARCASTIC? I SWEAR I WANT YOU OUT OF MY LIFE. NOT TO DISRESPECT, BUT I RESPECT MYSELF SO MUCH THAT I DONT WANT TO HAVE ANY TOXICITY IN MY LIFE. YOUR AGE AND YOUR POSITION IN MY LIFE DO NOT GIVE YOU A FREE PASS TO DISRESPECT ANYBODY. IDGAF ABOUT ANYTHING ANYMORE. IF YOU’RE TOXIC THEN FUCK OFF!

Okay, I’m a bit calm now. Going back, my mother was hurt by that which is understandable. I mean she’s a mother after all and her son being obliged like that when them (my parents) try their best not to ask for any support from him because they want him (us) to start and build our life without burden and then a relative will have the guts to say shits? the fuck. 

I don’t know what else to say, I’m already sleepy maybe because it’s already midnight and of the wine as well so I’m going to sleep now. What I want to say is that despite everything, I’m still grateful that I’m alive in 2021 even though I don’t know what’s to come and no matter how fucked up this world is. I never learned how to appreciate life not until last year. Little things amidst of emptiness and little light amidst of darkness; A few things I learned to still be grateful for. 

Again, Happy New Year, everyone! Keep going and soar higher! <3

Gratitude 2021 

1/1/21. I’m ALIVE and crying!

Isaiah 40:30-31

-JV

~3:55

[needtoknowsworld]

People Must Be Told to Follow God.

Isaiah 58:1-14

Shout as loud as you can and dont stop. Shout like a trumpet! Tell the people what they did wrong. Tell the family of Jacob about their sins.

They still come every day to worship me, acting as if they want to learn my ways. They pretend to be a nation that lives right and obey the commands of their God. They ask me to judge them fairly. They want their God to be near them.

They say, “We fast to show honor to you. Why dont you see us? We starve our bodies to show honor to you. Why dont you notice us?” But God says, “you do things to please yourselves on those special days of fasting. And you punish your servants, not your own bodies.

You are hungry, but not for food. You are hungry for arguing and fighting, not for bread. You are hungry to hit people with your evil hands. This is not the way to fast if you want your prayers to be heard in heaven!

Do you think I want to see people punish their bodies on those days of fasting? Do you think I want people to look sad and bow their heads like dead plants? Do you think I want people to wear mourning clothes and sit in ashes to show their sadness? That is what you do on your days of fasting. Do you think that is what the Lord wants?

“I will tell you the kind of day I want—a day to set people free. I want a day that you take the burdens off others. I want a day when you set troubled people free and you take the burdens from their shoulders.

I want you to share your food with the hungry. I want you to find poor who dont have homes and bring them into your own homes. When you see people who have no clothes, give them your clothes! Dont hide from your relatives when they need help!

If you do these things, your light will begin to shine like the light of dawn. Then your wounds will heal. Your “Goodness” will walk in front of you, and the Glory of the Lord will come following behind you.

Then you will call to the Lord, and He will answer you. You will cry out to Him, and He will say, “ Here I am.” Stop causing trouble and putting burdens to hurt people or accusing them of things they didn’t do.

Feel sorry for hungry people and give them food. Help those who are troubled and satisfy their needs. Then your light will shine in the darkness. You will be like the bright sunshine at noon.

The Lord will always lead you and satisfy your needs in dry lands. He will give strength to your bones. You will be like a garden that has plenty of water, like a spring that never goes dry.

Your cities have been destroyed for many years, but you will rebuild them and their foundations will last for a long time. You will be called “Fence Fixer” and “Builder of Roads and Houses.”

That will happen when you stop sinning against God’s law about Sabbath and when you stop doing things to please yourself on that special day. You should call the Sabbath a happy day. You should honor the Lord’s special day by not saying and doing things that you do every other day of the week.

Then you could enjoy the Lord. As the Lord Himself says, “I could carry you up to the highest mountain and let you enjoy the land that I gave to your father Jacob.”

[imagines-hoarder]

Fix Me- Arthur Shelby

Request// Hello! Love your imagines, especially Peaky Blinders ones -- I'm a huge fan and love it when I find imagines/fics on here because I think PB is a fairly small fandom haha. Was wondering, can you write an imagine with Arthur Shelby? Not sure what your thoughts are on him, but perhaps a romance with a bit of angst ? ;)

*I feel so honored that there’s someone out there that is a fan of my work; I’m blushing haha! This took me a bit to write up but I hope you enjoy! I think I may have made it more angsty than romantic though. Gif by @bonniebirdsgifcentre. xoxox*

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It didn’t take long for murmurs of what happened at the ring to make their way through the betting shop, but their muttered nature kept you from making any conclusions. All you could make out was Arthur was involved and Finn and Isaiah were witnesses. God, witnesses. You prayed for anything but the worse, especially with knowing that Arthur hadn’t been the most stable man in the prior months.

They spoke about the oldest Shelby boy like they did the rumors- in murmurs. Polly had told you once that he wasn’t always like this, short tempered and reckless. Maybe it had been memories of the war catching up to him or the illegal business finally driving him mad, but from what you knew about Arthur before you met, he would be almost unrecognizable.

Even with his less than fond qualities, it didn’t take much for you to love him because if you took a close look, it wasn’t hard to see that he was a lover not a fighter. He always put you in his family first, even before himself, but that could be a double edged sword. You loved him but could see he was followed by his dark past. You would rarely ask because it should stay where it was- in the past. But what is one to do when their vicious dog bites someone? These were the questions you feared. Polly must have seen you were driving yourself mad with fear as she told you to find Isaiah and Finn and wait for them in Arthur’s old office. The room remained silent until Tommy got to the shop.

He paced the room a couple times before turning to the boys for answers. “All right. What happened?”

“It was a fair fight,” Finn spoke up.

“Yeah, Arthur just caught him with a good one,” Isaiah defended.

Again, the room was filled with silence, no answers yet to reveal themselves. “I saw the body,” Tommy stated. What body? “Dont fuckin’ lie to me. I saw the body. What fucking happened?”

“I’m not family. I’m saying nothing.” Isaiah turned his head and became mute.

Tommy looked down to Finn expectantly, nodding his head as a command to reply.

“Arthur...he’s blown a few time lately. Six, seven. It’s like he’s not there in the head. He can’t even here ‘stop’. Even his own name.” You weren’t aware of this. You knew better than to go to the ring.

Silence. None of you really knew what to do with this information, but you felt disappointed. Disappointed in yourself for being so useless to the man you love.

“Right, listen to me. That’s two fuckin’ stories,” Tommy pointed sternly at the boys. “You’re brother killed a boy. There were witnesses, there will be questions, get your story straight. It was an accident. Fuck off.” The two didn’t hesitate to exit the room, leaving you leaning against the back wall and Tommy, lost in thought, came towards you.

“Tommy,” you whispered. You were afraid that if you said it too loud, it would come out as a sob. “He killed a kid.”

He stopped in front of you and let out a sober sigh. “Go to him, Y/N. I’ve got to visit a mourning mother and try to fix his mess.” With that, you left the office and the shop, running to locate Arthur.

When you entered the house you began calling out anxiously for Arthur. You knew he wouldn’t be at the Garrison, not after an event like this, though it wasn’t until you stumbled into the sitting that you felt true fear. He sat in his chair staring off into the distance completely still.

“Arthur,” you uttered quietly. “I’ve been looking for you.”

“Polly said I should have stuck with the medicine,” he stated with empty words. “I said that  Tommy knows best.” Your guilt began to weave heavier. You had talked about the medicine with him before, telling him that you would support whatever he thought best. If only you could turn back time. “Head’s like a fuckin’ boat, Y/N.” You turned away, slowly walking to your chain positioned across from is. “And when the boat tips...I can feel it slipping. But there ain’t nothin’ I can do about it.” He began to lose his stone demeanor as his eyes began to squint in pain and he fan his heavy hands through his hair.

“You boys have dealt with so much, Arthur. Conquered so much. I’m sure you’re fine.” He wasn’t, and you knew it. You just hoped that if you could convince him everything was alright, maybe you could persuade yourself as well.

“I...I don’t think I am, Y/N.” He reached into his holster and pulled out his gun, making you jump as he threw it on the table. “And take this fucking thing away from me.”

It was in this moment that you saw Arthur Shelby crystal clear. He looked like a child who knew he was guilty and destined to reap the punishment. He was haunted by things only he could see and dark thoughts that he had tried to keep from you, and then he did something unimaginable. He began to cry small, angry tears.

You moved to kneel in front of him, try to wipe the droplets away swiftly. “Arthur...Arthur, don’t cry, please. We’ll be fine. We’ll figure it out.”

You were startled as his rough calloused hands pulled your away from is cheek and moved them to press on either side of his head. “The fix me, Y/N. Fix me!”

You had never seen this before, and didn’t know what to say to make it better. He had hidden these thoughts for so long, that they poured from is lips in the form of sobs. You began to shed your own tear, feeling culpable for the boy’s death as if you had done it yourself. “I’ll try Arthur. I promise you, I’ll try.” You began to scatter reassuring kisses across the bridge of his nose as his glassy blue eyes mourned their unbecoming master.

Not many words were uttered that night. You just held the trouble man you love close, hoping that you could fix him before you lost him forever.

Peaky-taggers: @thinemineours @buckybarnesisalittleshit @w0nderlxnd @kill-thy-zombie-babies @roliepoliegirl

[dimsumdamsel]

92 truths that you dont really need to know about me but im gonna tell you anyway ! !

rules: once you have been tagged you are supposed to write 92 truths about yourself. at the end, choose 25 people to tag!

tagged by: @slavshiro ohoo THANK YOU ILY

LAST… [1] drink: water [2] phone call: my mom just called me to tell me to turn the stove on [3] text message: the love of my life, sonia!!! [4] song you listened to:  말이야 (I Mean That) by CLC!!! quality song  [5] time you cried:  dec 8 when i thought i only got 10/60 on my calc final cause i had an anxiety attack in the middle of it and called my cousin on her birthday and cried to her about being worthless and how my parents deserve a better daughter, one more like my successful brother :^) i havent cried since then because im even more dead than ive ever been :^)

HAVE YOU EVER… [6] dated someone twice: nope, i dont want to relive any of my past relationships; i mean it ended for a reason so? but maybe for a future relationship if it comes to it?? theres still an extremely low chance of it happening though lol  [7] been cheated on: not that i know of but probably not [8] kissed someone and regretted it: ksjngkejrnkgne yeah, elementary school with isaiah mike lmao what a mistake  [9] lost someone special: mmmm not recently  [10] been depressed: i’m honestly not sure– like its not bad enough to where i would need medicine but i do feel down, empty, and find it hard to be happy a lot?? its mostly cause of school but baHhhhahaH yikes dog pictures never fail to cheer me up though [11] gotten drunk and thrown up: im a good girl, i dont plan on drinking until im legally allowed to lmao even than, i probably would still be reluctant 

LIST 3 FAVOURITE COLOURS: [12] orange (orange clothes are ugly though) [13] cream / white !  [14] dark blues ! 

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU… [15] made new friends: sweats honestly no, i havent made any new friends for a couple years now? i mean i met people form key club but i dont talk to them often  [16] fallen out of love: i guess  [17] laughed until you cried: i think so  [18] found out someone was talking about you: yO SO MY FRIEND TOLD ME TODAY THAT SOMEONE I DATED KEEPS TELLING MY OTHER FRIEND THAT HE MISSED ME AND honestly get over me please, like its been like what nine months now and youre not going to get anywhere with mulling in the past? dont bother other people about this because they dont want to hear it.  [19] met someone who changed you: NOT IN THE PAST YEAR KFKNDFKE [20] found out who your true friends are: i never have fake friends? like even if they wanted to gain something from me there would be nothing to get lmao [21] kissed someone on your facebook list: nAH

GENERAL… [22] how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: probably a little more than three fourths [23] do you have any pets: i have a six inch fish, my dad has a six inch fish, and my mom has two smaller three inch fish (the ones my dad and i own are at least five years old now and the ones my mom has are less than a year old) [24] do you want to change your name: nope, my parents chose it for me and i want to honor that, plus i dont think any other names would suit me  [25] what did you do for your last birthday: i went out to eat kbbq with sonia and then stayed home for the rest of the day !!!!! thank you sonia ohoo i would’ve just spent it doing nothing wihtout you kjngkjer [26] what time did you wake up: 6:30 am [27] what were you doing at midnight last night: dinking around on my phone probably [28] name something you cannot wait for: short term: the week to end, long term: owning a dog  [29] when was the last time you saw your mother: 3 minutes ago  [30] what is one thing you wish you could change about your life: i wish i was more confidant about myself and my ability to do things  [31] what are you listening to right now: good luck by aoa [32] have you ever talked to a person named tom: i know a tommy??  [33] something that is getting on your nerves: :3 [34] most visited website: “tinklr dot hell” [35] elementary: i miss my elementary school friends : ( [36] high school: fuck the counselors  [37] college: high school + more crying honestly, i like it though, i feel more free (at least in the running start program lmao) im waiting to see if UW seattle and bothell want me next year though and i really want to die at the though of them not accepting me cause i’ll just be an even bigger disappointment to my family lol  [38] hair color: dark brown but a chestnut-ish color in the sun (i really want to dye my hair so its that chestnut color all the time though) [39] long or short hair: i like short hair but i currently have long hair thats three or four inches under my armpits, i plan on cutting it soon though [40] do you have a crush on someone: no serious ones, just the “wow he smiled at me “ and “gOd he held the door for me i am Snatched” kind of little crushes [41] what do you like about yourself?: i like that i was able to make good friends [42] piercings: ears [43] blood type: B+ i think– not completely sure if im + or - but i know its B for sure [44] nickname: none, just pet names from sonia and jiejie by gil ohoo [45] relationship status: single and not really looking for anything, i just want a dog [46] zodiac sign: sagittarius [47] pronouns: she/her [48] fav tv show: i surprisingly have a lot of favorite american shows like bones, psych, monk, criminal minds, leverage, saving hope, pushing daisies, ghost whisperer, basically all shows on ion tv minus law&order, then theres gravity falls and bobs burger, and then a bunch of animes and dramas [49] tattoos: none but ive always wanted one either on my wrist or inner arm ! [50] right or left handed: right handed

FIRST… [51] surgery: never  [52] piercing: ears [53] best friend: lisa! we’ve literally known each other since we were born and shes always going to be my favorite cousin and one of my best friends [54] sport: track  [55] vacation: dont remember very well?? i saw some vcr tapes of us going to disney in 2001 though [56] pair of trainers: ive never had any trainers, just running shoes?? i had small red sandals that squeaked whenever i walked when i was a kid though 

RIGHT NOW… [57] eating: nothing [58] drinking: water (ive been drinking so much water lately but i’m always thirsty so i lowkey think theres something wrong with me) [59] i’m about to: knock out  [60] listening to:  情歌王 by leo ku (its like a compilation of classic love songs thats 13 minutes long but i could sing the entire thing karaoke style easily)  [61] waiting for: death  [62] want: to not disappoint my parents, my friends, or myself anymore  [63] get married: eventually i guess  [64] career: student, scribe/visual interpreter/reader/proctor for my college’s DSS 

WHICH IS BETTER… [65] hugs or kisses: hugs !  [66] lips or eyes: eyes ! ! which is funny cause making eye contact with people makes me Uncomfortable  [67] shorter or taller: taller please, im tired of being the taller friend and i want to feel small for once  [68] older or younger: older, i’ve had enough with younger guys lmao  [69] romantic or spontaneous: romantic but spontaneous is good too  [70] nice arms or nice stomach: arms i guess  [71] sensitive or loud: sensitive?? [72] hook up or relationship: relationship wtf i dont even get how hook ups work alright  [73] troublemaker or hesitant: hesitant lmao 

HAVE YOU EVER… [74] kissed a stranger? no what the heck [75] drank hard liquor? nope  [76] lost glasses/contact lenses? lost contacts (which sucks cause i wear hard contacts since they cant make soft ones with my prescription and only replace them once a year, thankfully i can use the ones from previous years) but never glasses  [77] turned someone down: no  [78] sex on first date? yikes no  [79] broken someone’s heart? ya but it was for the best [80] had your own heart broken? ya but i was never that sad about it [81] been arrested? no oml i sweat every time i see cop cars [82] cried when someone died? no one close to me has died so far, but i def cried at the ladies’ code car accident  [83] fallen for a friend: nope 

DO YOU BELIEVE IN… [84] yourself? i want to  [85] miracles? yes but i have yet to witness any [86] love at first sight? mmmm to a certain extent– i think its mostly based on looks but when you get to know them that when the real love happens [87] santa claus? used to exist probably  [88] kiss on the first date? depends  [89] angels? yeah, why not 

OTHER… [90] current best friend’s name: sonia del casal : ) [91] eye colour: dark brown [92] favourite movie: listen ive watched your name (kimi no na wa) a grand total of sixteen (16) times and i could still watch it another ten times (i love to suffer)

tagging @sweet-hunny, @hideous-kojimmies , @panda-p-king, @puervy , @otonai , @izumiiz , @hxanns , anyone cause yikes i dont know very many people