#maybe because i'm 28 and have no interest in marriage yet and have no interest in having babies for them to fawn over

[th-th-th-thats-all-folks]

I think I have not been invited to the dinner where my 18 year old cousin - a literal teenager - is introducing her 24 year old boyfriend - a man old enough that if he'd gone to college he could have graduated college, could have a master's degree - to our part of the family because I expressed concern at their age difference.

[yanderes-galore]

Hii!! Could I get Hiccup haddock with your prompts 2, 28, and 33?

These prompts so so interesting because it implies a more manipulative/dishonest Yandere Hiccup... which I plan to have fun writing >:) I have this set to female darling in my notes so I guess I'll just go with it, lol?

Yandere! Hiccup Prompts 2, 28, 33

"It's an honor for someone such as me to take you in and love you!"

"Do you know how hard it is to wear a facade? Just to get people to like you?"

"You ever think of our future children like I do?"

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Female Darling, MATURE THEMES (but nothing too graphic) Takes place after HTTYD 2, Obsession, Manipulation, Possessive behavior, Deceptive Hiccup, Threats implied, Mentions of baby fever, Hiccup wants kids, Strange displays of affection, You're both married, Implications of mature themes, Some graphic kissing/biting I guess, Dubious relationship.

You had a feeling Hiccup wasn't being honest with you. Before you got married he was kind and polite. He cared for you and acted like a partner should.

You were happy to accept his marriage proposal.

Then you started to notice certain behavior from him after all the vows were said and done. Hiccup changed once you were married. Once you were his wife... you thought you didn't recognize your husband.

He was still gentle and kind around you, all smiles and kisses. But soon an uncharacteristic possessive behavior began to brew within him. You could see it in his clouded eyes.

It was easy for Hiccup to intimidate those around him. As Berk's Chief with a loyal Night Fury, safe to say most back off from you with one glare. Hiccup never used to be so threatening before you married.

Yet now you catch his facade slipping at times, revealing a darker attitude underneath his usual one.

Has he lied to you this entire time? Has he lied to everyone this entire time?

You thought you could tolerate it. Maybe he's just stressed due to his new role of chief? Then the yearning for children started.

You notice his touches often drift to your stomach. He leans himself against you and kneads the flesh of your stomach softly while kissing you. You could tell these were all hints.

If you didn't understand it before, he outright told you as you were getting ready for bed tonight.

"Hey..." He whispers to you as you prepare yourself to sleep. "You ever think of our future children like I do?"

The question was expected but still managed to catch you off guard. You glance at your husband for a moment, unsure what to say. Eventually you sigh, you don't trust this new side of Hiccup.

"I don't think we're ready to be parents." You admit, Hiccup going silent at your words for a moment. It's as if he wasn't expecting you to decline.

"What do you mean? Of course we're ready! We're at a good age, I'm chief of Berk... what's making you have second thoughts?" Hiccup asks, standing up from the shared bed.

"It scares me that you haven't noticed." You admit, turning to face the man you once married so willingly. "You've changed, Hiccup."

"Changed?" The viking questions before chuckling softly. "Oh, you poor dear..."

Hiccup's tone takes a noticeable shift. You take note of the darker tone and go to say something, but instead Hiccup wraps his arms around you. You're pulled against his chest, his lips ghosting your ear.

"Do you know how hard it is to wear a facade? Just to get people to like you?" Hiccup whispers in your ear, grip tightening. "I'm tired of playing nice when my wife is having other men talk to her."

He kisses your cheek softly, but you notice his lips travel lower over time. Your breathing picks up, you can't tell if it's due to fear... or if you like what he's doing. This definitely wasn't the Hiccup you knew...

"It's an honor for someone such as me to take you in and love you..." Hiccup continues, nipping your skin occasionally. "I chose you to be my wife, to watch over Berk by my side...."

He pulls down your collar ever so slightly, before shifting his attention to your lips. He adores the blush on your face. Maybe you did like this?

"So why should my wife need to worry about other men? Who cares what happens to them...." Hiccup whispers, kissing your lips deeply. You kiss him back, not noticing Hiccup lead you to your shared bed.

By the time Hiccup pulls away, you're both out of breath and in bed. Hiccup smiles towards you, holding your chin before positioning you into a laying position.

"So what do you say?" Hiccup whispers, kissing you softly.

"Shouldn't we try for children? We'll make great parents."

[gothic-lottie]

4, 9, and 17 for the oc asks! ❤️

Oh, so many spoilers in these questions but my fic is long as hell so if you want the spoilers, I'll give them to you(most of them at least)

4. How does your OC and their parents get along?

Ah, well, that's a bit of a spoiler. If you're reading my fic and haven't gotten through 28, don't read this if you don't want spoilers for Isobel's backstory reveal.

Isobel's mother is a raging narcissist who only married her father for money. She cheated on him repeatedly throughout their marriage and when she finally had a kid that was his(Isobel), she treated that kid like shit because she looks like her father. Isobel's mother murdered her father the day after Isobel's 6th birthday because he was considering leaving her. As you can imagine, she's not exactly fond of her mother. She doesn't remember her father much but what she does remember of him is positive. She does have a parental relationship with Father Isaac, a priest from her church, and she's still very fond of him. She holds some anxieties that he may not accept her being a witch… or gay… but she might not feel that way should she learn more about his past and how he came to be a Catholic priest (spoilers, spoilers. If you want that spoiler, you'd have to DM me for it lol. The fic hasn't gotten to that part yet)

9. What is your OC's ideal romantic partner?

Anne Sallow 💖

But actually, she just wants someone who understands her well enough to know when she's capable of functioning independently vs when she needs help and doesn't make her feel like a burden for it.(she's not really conscious of that desire though. She only realizes it when everyone close to her beats her over the head with "you aren't a burden to us") Someone who treats her interests like they matter and maybe shares them. Generally, she wants someone who makes her feel emotionally safe and enriches her life. Isn't that what we all want?

Spoiler: this was hard to answer because like… she's going to marry Poppy a couple years after Anne dies. I have her entire love life planned out so it's hard to think in general terms about it.

17. What's your OC's star sign?

I had to look this up. I know, I'm a bad lesbian. I don't know my star signs. She's a late August birthday so she's a Virgo, just like me and the Sallow twins(in my fic at least) apparently. Idk what that means.

[djavlaalskadeunge]

Letter 23

"January 28 - 28

Mimosasan!!

Although I rarely write, I beg to tell you once more my old ditty. You are the only one for me Mimosa and no one will ever take your place. I still have no female companion in my American life. "Darling" if one dares to call you that nowadays after the married life has taken you. I always dream of seeing you soon and find out if you care so much for me your old bachelor.

Mimosa why I don't write more often is that I renounced the world until I can return home. As I told you before, I am completely apathetic. Still rarely go out because I don't like the Americans. I don't set foot in the studio except when I have to. You don't know this little country, so you probably don't understand what I mean when I say I'm putting off life until I can go home again. It is so endlessly uninteresting here that you can't do anything else. The sad thing is that I'm not interested in my work either. It is only a factory make here. Yes, a lot could be said about the whole thing - and nothing. It's not worth either part.

And least of all, I feel like I'm a motion picture star. Don't think I grieve so much. I have stopped feeling. I rarely plan for the future, it will be as fate dictates anyway

- but sometimes a little dream comes to me. Here it is! About a small bachelor apartment. With a good bottle of champagne. In Stockholm!! And in my dream you are always there. Maybe I shouldn't place you in the center like that. After all, you are married - and perhaps much changed. But I have no desire to change my dream, I'm on the other side of the Atlantic and don't know anything. I love you. Little Mimosasan!Thank you, little one, for your Christmas gift box. I always have it in front of me and the rose petal cigarettes remind me that Europe still exists. Thank you Mimosa. Misse, as soon as I get home we shall have an Operakällaren "dinner." And how I shall embrace you. Hope Nisse is working right then, until the worst is over.

But when it will happen, I don't know for sure, only that it will take place according to contract before 1928 is over. Mimosa, I have a lot to risk getting hurt on again. Especially your cat that I've never met. News asks your eyes for sure. Not available here. Mona travels back in a month. Poor thing she likes this about as much as I do. I don't see her very often. I think she'll probably be happier if she goes back. Then she gets to tell you herself about this enchanted land of film. Sjöströms may go home soon. However, not decided yet. Wondering if you met Moje. Poor dear Moje. If so, you will see what America has done to him. I love him so much - and I have him to thank for being on the silver screen. If you could still make a film in Europe.

Have you had enough of my whining now? But it is only to you that I write outside of home, and I have to tell you at some point that I dislike a lot of things in our world. Mimosa I wish you happiness and success with Thalia and with Nisse. Tell me if marriage is the only right thing for a person. Although I have no idea about it for myself. My letters are still scrambled but maybe you get some of it. Say hello to Nisse and cheat him of a small piece of your heart for me. Gurra"

[kuriousaboutuzumakis]

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#5

Dai-nana-han | Team 7 & Hatake Kakashi Fic Rec: Gotta See! Finally Know! Kakashi-sensei's True Face!

Synopsis: The rule is Kakashi must only be unmasked when in the presence of the Hokage.

Which means, Kakashi just has to avoid the Hokage.

{Or, did you truly believe Naruto's first act as Hokage would be anything other than this?}

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A must read!! I'm not kidding, this was hilarious and warm, with just the right amount of fluff to brighten up your day. It also made me feel a little nostalgic because I was reminded of when I watched that special episode when I was so much younger ♥️

30 notes - Posted April 10, 2022

#4

Fic rec alert!!!

By @misfitmccoward

Synopsis: “WHAT DID YOU DO?” Sakura screeched. The ground cracked ominously under her feet.

“Sakura-san, please,” Orochimaru chided. “Not every forbidden jutsu is my fault.”

[For the anonymous tumblr prompt: “postcanon orochimaru time travels to team seven's genin days. maybe postcanon sakura is there too, because they were in the middle of supervising a playdate or something. it's a very confusing experience for everyone else”]

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This was glorious!! I love petty housewife Orochimaru and this was a rivalry/forced one-side friendship I did not realise I NEEDED. PLEASE READ! This is fluff, it is cute and Orochimaru's finding tiny Sakura adorable is too much for me to handle. This was so good and I loved it ♥️. I highly recommend! Trust me.

33 notes - Posted January 18, 2022

#3

Madasaku Fic Rec: Arranged Marriage

Synopsis: Where Madara falls in love and Sakura finds peace with her circumstances. A look into the arranged marriage between Uchiha Madara and Uzumaki Sakura.

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I cannot BELIEVE I haven't shared this one yet, considering that I've read it over three times now. I like gentle Madara and Madasaku fics have been driving crazy in the best way lately because they're SO good. I enjoy this every single time I read it, so I hope you give it a try too. 😍

34 notes - Posted March 11, 2022

#2

Dai-nana-han/Team 7 Fic Rec: Kakashi's Cute Little Genin are Terrifying

Synopsis: Hatake Kakashi has been pulled off of ANBU duty to become a jonin teacher. In effort to keep himself at least somewhat entertained as well as to prevent from having to put too much effort into training his genin, he informs them that a jutsu he made up on the spot is too difficult for them to preform and has them practice until he deems them ready. Meanwhile, Team 7 begins taking after Kakashi, and that includes being interested in this jutsu of his as well.

AKA: Kakashi ends up training his team by trying to not train them, the Leaf Village is convinced Kakashi's making mini-Kakashis out of his students, and enemy nin become scarred for life.

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I swear to God, I think this has got to be one of the funniest things I've read. Ever. PLEASEEEE PLEASE give it a go, especially if you need some cheering up. This was so good. Team 7 is demonic and Kakashi encourages it.

"Oh Kami, he bred!"

Lmfao, I laughed so much 😂

41 notes - Posted May 26, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

There hasn't been a single MadaSaku fic I read that I didn't immensely enjoy.

Not. A. Single. One.

I think it might even be my second favourite pairing after Kakasaku 🤔.

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[casspurrjoybell-19]

Does it Matter? - Chapter 28 - Part 1

*Warning: Adult Content*   

After Maric and Dara had finished talking and had settled in to just comfortably lay with one another, Mathers had returned with a massive bowl of chicken soup for Dara.

After consuming the entire thing as quickly as his exhausted body would allow, Dara had laid back down and immediately fallen asleep.

Maric had other things he ought to have been doing but he wasn't about to leave Dara's side just yet.

He wrapped his arms around him and took a nap as well.

A few hours later, he was woken by raised voices coming from further down the hall.

Maric carefully disentangled himself from Dara, ran his fingers through his hair and smoothed out his clothes and went to see what the fuss was all about.

He wasn't the only one who had been alerted to the commotion.

Doors were open all down the hallway, his men ready to take action if they were needed.

A few doors down Lord Nolen stood with his arms folded over his chest, glowering at Brayan.

"I want my slave back. Now."

"I don't take orders from you," Brayan said, voice perfectly calm.

"I take orders from..." he nodded at Maric as he approached

"Him."

Lord Nolen turned to face Maric.

"I would like my slave back now, please. Surely you've had time to question him."

"Why do you want him back so badly?" Brayan cut in before Maric had a chance to respond.

"Maybe there's more that he could tell us. You're clearly afraid of something."

"I want him back because he is my slave," Lord Nolen said.

"Shall I ask to borrow Prince Maric's slave and then speculate that he must be hiding something if he declines?"

Brayan was silent for a moment as he stared Lord Nolen down.

"I'll buy him from you."

Maric's eyebrows lifted.

That was unexpected.

He'd had some idea that Brayan was less detached from this situation than usual but to buy the slave?

What was he even planning to do with him?

This was something that should have been discussed before they found themselves in this situation but he wasn't about to question his Captain now.

Brayan had always had Maric's back and Maric would have his, too.

Lord Nolen laughed.

"You can't afford him. Trust me."

"I'm the Captain of the Prince's Guard. I make decent money and I don't spend much of it. Try me."

Lord Nolen shook his head.

"He doesn't look like much but the price point that comes attached to a seer, even a useless one, is more than you can match and even if you could afford him, there are cheaper options for what you're looking for."

Brayan didn't react to the implication.

Honestly, Maric wasn't sure Lord Nolen was even incorrect in his assumption.

Bug was a handsome young man and if he were fed properly he would be downright gorgeous.

He might have drawn Maric's interest if it weren't thoroughly focussed elsewhere.

"Just give him a price," Maric said.

"Maybe he can't cover it but I certainly can."

Lord Nolen shook his head.

"Unfortunately, there isn't one. He's not for sale."

"That's strange," Brayan said.

"He told me that you often tell him that he's not worth what you paid for him. Is that untrue?"

Lord Nolen scoffed.

"No, that's completely true. He's the worst purchase I've ever made. Useless garbage. However, my father taught me that as men of status there are two things we must never do if we wish to maintain our privacy. We must never take a lover outside of marriage and we must never sell a slave. No amount of money will change my mind."

"What will?" Brayan asked.

"Nothing," Lord Nolen said.

"Now, are you going to give me my slave back or are we going to have to escalate this situation?"

Brayan looked at Maric.

His expression was closed off.

He knew what happened now.

Maric let out a long sigh and nodded.

"Brayan, give him back his slave."

Brayan turned around and there was Bug, waiting.

His eyes flicked up and met Brayan's for just a second before dropping back to the ground.

Lord Nolen placed a hand on Bug's shoulder and guided him away from Brayan.

"I didn't feed him," Brayan said as Lord Nolen turned to leave.

"I forgot to feed him, so he might be hungry."

The look Lord Nolen levelled at him was clearly unconvinced.

"I'll keep that in mind."

As they left, Maric wrapped an arm around Brayan's back and led him into the room, shutting the door behind them.

"I'm sorry," Maric told him.

Brayan shook his head.

"It only seemed right to try to help him after he helped us, Sir but it seems that's not possible."

"Not here. Not this time. That's why we have to change things in a bigger way. He's far from the only one in a situation like this,and each battle cannot be fought individually."

Brayan nodded slowly.

He seemed deep in thought.

"Your men are loyal to you and only you, as am I. To the death. If there's something you need me to do to make this possible..."

Maric raised his eyebrows.

"No. I'm not looking to sacrifice you, Brayan. Whatever happens, I need you by my side. I just want you to be aware that I'm becoming increasingly sure of the direction we're heading in."

"I'm ready to follow where you lead."

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#5

Dean falling for Cas as a trans man and his struggles growing up with a father who said that men who like men aren't men at all are made worse bc as he falls for this angel he feels like he has to choose between Cas and his own identity as a man in the literal sense, and he was raised with a toxic view that love should always come first, and therefore falling for a man must inherently make him a woman so loving Cas means rejecting his own sense of self send tweet

28 notes • Posted 2021-05-24 06:36:23 GMT

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Good morning all, I wrote a nandermo fic

Guillermo pauses, eyes wide. He tries to say something. He can’t.

“I killed a man because he made me angry. I have done this— many times.”

“That’s— that’s a mortal sin, you—“

“I do not wish to be absolved. I want to know why. Why do I feel this… this ache where my soul should be?”

Guillermo’s breath shakes as he exhales. The grate is thin, so thin that a determined man could crash through it and wrap hands around his neck, force the life out of him. “You feel guilt.”

“Why now? Why at all? Why— fuck-ing hell.” The last bit comes out as a pained gasp, and Guillermo can see the man’s head duck, his shoulders hunch. “Can we do this outside? It hurts in here.”

Read it here!

52 notes • Posted 2021-12-06 18:15:39 GMT

#3

A dumb little doodle... for you...

66 notes • Posted 2021-12-02 16:17:32 GMT

#2

Omg canon-compliant where Sam is dating some girl after the hell-ending of s15, and they're out on a date and the bartender brings them two drinks, one green one blue, and she laughs softly and says, "Cas and Dean."

Sam chokes on nothing, because he hasn't told her about his past yet, and he says "Excuse me?" She admits to being into the Supernatural books, talks about the hiatus until the final ones came out, and Sam is angry with Chuck for just a moment before realizing Chuck had to find a living somehow, and the girl says "It's a real shame, though. That ending made me cry." And Sam is about to say something about Dean dying being sad, yeah, but then she continues, "Dean never got to say it back."

And Sam is confused, because Dean never told him what happened, not really, and so he lies slyly, "What happened? I used to be really into those books, but I haven't read the final one yet."

And she says, "Well, you know how Dean fell in love with Castiel in Purgatory?" And no, no Sam did not know but she continues, "It turns out Castiel had loved him too, all these years, and he told Dean as much. There at the end. And because he was finally happy, admitting his feelings, the Empty took him before Dean could say he loved him back."

And oh, oh wasn't Sam an ass, oh how did he never realize--

"But I'm hoping for an epilogue," she says, "because I know Sam will bust Castiel out of the Empty. There's no way he won't."

And bust him out? Sam can't really do that. But maybe he can adjust Castiel a bit, not so much bust him out as... push him over to Heaven, instead.

Yeah, Sam thinks as he takes a sip of his blue lagoon, that's what I'll do.

The rest is up to Dean.

76 notes • Posted 2021-02-01 12:04:16 GMT

#1

Here's your unfriendly reminder that Charlie Bradbury died on May 6, 2015, just 51 days before June 26, 2015... the day same-sex marriage was legalized in the US.

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[romanovanoff]

bio says black widow stories but i do like to dabble with other characters too. ill have a full list on another post.

YOU & I

A Bellatrix & Tom Riddle story

part one

characters:

bellatrix black

tom riddle

narcissa black

andromeda black

druella black

rodolphus lestrange

rabastan lestrange

(tba)

relationships:

bella/tom

narcissa/lucius

andromeda/ted

(tba)

summary: tom is the new kid in school and is already popular amongst his peers. his goal is to have bellatrix black by his side when he conquers the wizarding world, and his only problem? bella is already in an arranged marriage and also wants nothing to do with him.

disclaimer: i have never read the books, and ive seen all the movies only like twice. im not a crazy fanatic potterhead, i just have an unhealthy obsession for bellatrix/helena bonham carter 😌. so apologies in advance if i make any mistakes, regarding whats canon in the harry potter universe and so on. the little things, the big things, my bad. i hope the fact that its mostly au makes up for what it lacks in accuracy.

word count: 3497

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"I overheard earlier today that Hogwarts received a new student," Druella spoke as she took a sip of tea, delicately patting a napkin across her lips before gazing over at her three daughters. Bellatrix, who didn't seem interested at all in the conversation, Andromeda, who was busy scribbling something in her diary, and little Narcissa who was following along to her mother's words.

"Yes, it's true," The blonde girl, thirteen years old, responded. "I thought it strange at first but apparently he and his family were living somewhere in Europe. Tom Riddle, I think his name is. He'd been taught at home and his father had gotten a job at the ministry so they transferred him to Hogwarts."

Ever the gossip, it didn't surprise Bellatrix in the slightest that Cissy knew so much about the new student. She rolled her eyes, wondering why the hell they were even discussing this in the first place. It was just a new student, who cares? She voiced this several times out loud but had received the usual disapproving glances from the two blondes. It creeped the raven-haired witch sometimes at how much Cissy resembled their mother.

Letting out a sigh Bella swirled her spoon around in her teacup, not finding the appetite to drink nor eat the sweets that accompanied her tea. The three of them were currently in Rosa Lee's teashop, a place they often went to every other week, with permission to leave the school of course- though she didn’t ask for it most times. Usually Bellatrix would devour the treats but today she was feeling too anxious to do anything but. At seventeen years old she had stretched out her days of freedom and was now forced into a marriage that should have taken place two years ago.

The thought of marriage wasn't all that bad, if she was being honest. Sometimes when her thoughts and actions weren't clouded with hate and rage she'd daydream a not so near future of a perfect wedding. A wedding where she would be marrying someone she truly loved and could cherish, to honor their vows to the fullest extent. So the wedding itself wasn't the problem, it was who she was supposed to be wed to that was. Her long time childhood friend, Rodolphus Lestrange. And one of the very few in the sacred 28 that wasn't related to the Blacks by blood. At least that she was aware of… The thought still made her cringe, even after checking every family tapestry available and an exhausting amount of research.

Everyone wanted her to be happy about the fact she'd get to marry someone she's known for years, something most pure-bloods didn't have the honor of having, but it was the fact she knew him so well that she hated. He was like a brother to her, albeit at times an annoying and even sexist brother. He wasn't husband material and she was most certainly not wife material for him. And add to the fact that they'd be pressured to have children immediately after becoming man and wife, the thought of having sex with him made her want to gag. You'd think they'd notice that such a practice was incredibly outdated. She hated to wonder if the marriage had taken place two years ago, would they really pressure two 15 year olds to consumate? Fuck this life.

She felt like the world and everyone in it was against her. All her complaints had been shot down, leaving her inwardly seething with rage before being left totally subdued. Oh, how she hated being so… powerless, left without a voice, without a right to do what she wanted and to do so as she pleased, the ever present shadow looming over her shoulder that was the society and family she was born into.

Letting out a sigh she looked over at Andromeda who was still scribbling in that damn book. Probably instant messaging her friends, something Bellatrix didn't have the luxury of having. At least genuine ones anyway. The ones she had in school were merely vultures following around, waiting for the opportunity to eat away at the scraps she bared. They didn't hesitate to use her to their advantage, trying to play her like a fool. Idiots, they should've known she was the brightest witch of her age for a reason. And no one took advantage of Bellatrix Black.

Despite still being superior she continued feeling a bitter pang in her heart, knowing no one truly cared for her there. Well, maybe except for her sisters, Rodolphus and his brother that is.

Catching her eyes on what she was doing Andromeda quickly closed her book and narrowed her eyes at her eldest sister. But then a familiar smirk curled the girls lips and Bellatrix knew what was going to happen before her sister could even utter a word. She knew that smirk anywhere. Bella herself wore that smirk on several occasions, actually even taught it to her dear sister! If only mother knew how truly naughty Andy was, maybe then the heat wouldn't fall upon Bella so heavily when she did something that displeased her.

"Mother," Andromeda chimed in, interrupting Cissy's conversation with the older woman. "Bellatrix is right. Why not talk about something else."

"Andy…" The dark haired witch warned, fingers clenched around her spoon.

"Like… Bella's wedding perhaps? Surely there are plenty of plans to discuss. Some of which I'm sure my dear sister here is needed for?" The brunette suggested 'innocently', smiling back at Bellatrix before looking at her mother.

Druella blinked once, then twice before she brightened up. Damnit, Andy, Bella thought to herself angrily, glaring daggers at her younger sister. "You're right! We only have a short few weeks before the big day and still so much to do. How about we end this little meal early and say we go to one of the boutiques nearby, check up on your wedding dress," Druella said as she rose from her seat.

And so that's what they did. They went to the boutique, checked the incredibly old fashioned dress, with what looked like the most painfully looking corset yet stitched into the fabric. After, they stopped by a few other shops to double check things were in order for the wedding before finally apparating home. The entire time Bellatrix had trudged along reluctantly behind her sisters and mother, offering a few weak comments and opinions for this thing and that when asked of her.

She was glad to finally be back home, finding relief in the knowledge that tomorrow morning she'd be returning back to Hogwarts, having spent the weekend with her family. On one hand she was glad she managed to extend the wedding date, convincing her parents that it might be wise that she finish her last year and take her N.E.W.T.s before focusing on 'wifely duties'. Yes, that was how she phrased it. And yes, they'd taken the bait, obviously wanting their daughter to focus on her marriage once out of school, and not caring about the intelligence hidden behind her usual mask of indifference.

She made short work separating from her family's side to make her way upstairs to her room. And then made even shorter work getting ready for bed. No one ever bothered her when she was up the stairs and hidden away. It was known to all that Bellatrix Black inherited the 'mad' gene in the family, more prone to violent outbursts and destructive tantrums. Because of this her room wasn't the prettiest, constantly being repaired and sparse so there were less objects to break. The room was also constantly being placed under a silencing charm, quieting her screams so the rest of the household could sleep peacefully. How thoughtful of them, she thought to herself bitterly.

The sun was already down by the time she emerged from the bathroom, all scrubbed up and her hair wet, the many strands in ringlets falling down her back. With her wand, she casted a quick-drying spell to both her body and hair, not bothering with any sleeping robes as she climbed into bed. Once in she blew out the candles before getting comfortable under the covers. Usually, it would be too early to go to sleep, and she'd have at least a glass or two of firewhiskey to help her doze off but she felt the whole unexpected wedding planning this afternoon was enough to do her in. Not only that but she did need to wake up early to catch the train back to Hogwarts tomorrow. So without much further thought she closed her heavy eyes and fell asleep, hoping things could be much easier in the future.

THE HOGWARTS EXPRESS

"Tom Riddle is in our class."

"I heard Tom's family is incredibly wealthy and direct descendants to Salazar Slytherin."

"It's true! I overheard him talking to snakes! Snakes!"

The whispers and excited talk continued on and on the moment Bellatrix stepped onto the Hogwarts express. If she thought Cissy talking to mother about this ‘nobody’ annoyed her, she was absolutely wrong. Hearing everyone around her discuss this Riddle boy absolutely drenched her high spirits and put her in one of her dark moods.

No one needed to look twice to know to stay away from the young witch. If dark glaring eyes didn't strike fear into her peers, then the dark energy and aura surrounding her would.

Not wanting to hear the gossip anymore Bella separated from her 'friends' and found a seating compartment for herself, only able to hold two people, but thankfully no one dared claim the other spot. She sat close to the window, forehead touching the glass, and seeming to cool her ever bubbling irritation. Trees and rolling hills passed by in a blur but she wasn't particularly watching, eyes slightly glazed over as she got lost in thought.

So lost in thought she almost didn't notice the sounds of her compartment door being slid open and a person taking a seat across from her. Blinking slowly she looked over to the 'intruder' as the door slid closed once more, leaving the two individuals with some privacy she didn't necessarily want.

The person in front of her was a young man. Probably around her age with dark brown hair, curling neatly at the front. He had bright emerald eyes, warm but she got the hint of something darker underneath, something dangerous hidden beneath the surface and ready to strike unsuspecting prey. Despite that though everything else about him seemed pretty bland. Pale skin- but not as pale as hers-, average build, and put together uniform.

"Who're you?" She found herself asking, swallowing the automatic 'get out' she was originally planning on saying. Given the fact she hasn't seen him before in this school year or any year before that, she was already dreading the answer. She wasn't even sure why she disliked him so much already. Maybe it was the fact he's barely even started school here and yet everyone was already drooling over him. Maybe it was the fact he was well known for things the student body hasn't even had proof of, things he was already praised for. And on her side of things she was well known for her infamous anger and her upcoming marriage to Rodolphus. That or her status of being the firstborn Black daughter. Otherwise known as the current heir of the Black family. Well. That was until her idiot cousin, Sirius was old enough to steal the mantle from her.

So when he said, "Tom. Tom Riddle," She really couldn't stop herself from rolling her eyes. Cause of course the person she had no care for was sat in, of all seats, the one in front of her. "Does that name offend you?" He then asked, wearing the same damn smirk he wore the moment she took in his appearance just seconds earlier.

"No," She said in a bored drawl, eyes once again gazing out the window as her head rested against the glass. "Unlike every other idiot out there, I care not for who you are. You're just another ordinary student attending Hogwarts. Nothing special about that," She told him, her tone consistent in telling him of how much she didn't care.

He was quiet for some time. Not too long, but enough to give her pause and wonder if she'd wandered too deep in thought and he'd slipped away. Only a glance his way revealed that, no, he was still here. "I agree," He finally spoke again. "There's nothing special about me at all. And I'm starting to despise the fact people are so interested in me. Took a look at the school Friday and suddenly everyone thinks so highly of me just because it was a private tour by the headmaster himself," He huffed.

It was clear to Bellatrix by the way he spoke, by the way he talked that he was excellent at charming people, manipulating them even if you would use the darker term. Again, she was many things but an idiot was not one of them and she wasn't falling for his 'charms' or tactics any time soon.

"Oh, poor you," She said in a mocking voice, jutting out her bottom lip as she faced him fully. "New kid in school has everyone fawning over him. Such a terrible life you must live, knowing you have everyone in the palm of your hands with just a smile." She finished the sentence off with said smile before turning it into a sneer.

"I won't repeat myself again. I care not for who you are, and I don't wish to know you or anything about you. So if you're going to sit here, then it better be in silence, or so help me merlin I will curse you. Laws be damned," She hissed. Hopefully for the last time she turned away again, feeling her mood lighten just slightly at her first threat of the day.

Usually, other students would run away by now, flee the vicinity in which she occupied, but Tom just sat there, in shock, or because he actually listened to her words. Finding herself curious about which option she chanced another glance but was surprised to see him wearing that annoying little smirk instead. "Cute," He told her, enjoying the way her eyes widened just slightly before darkening with anger. "That threat might work on others but it won't with me."

Her magic was absolutely crackling around her, like static in the air just before an oncoming storm. She was soon to make good on her threat. "Based on your looks, in how you speak, and the way I saw you walk earlier, looking down at everyone as if they were beneath you. I would safely assume you are a… Black. Bellatrix Black? Considering you look to be in the same year as me," He continued, assuming everything correctly. She didn't need to know though that he'd actually done his research prior to moving here, and that he had asked around earlier. "I don't expect you to get along with me from the start, but you will see me around often. I'll personally make sure of that. Cause I like you," He said with a shrug, smirk still in place.

Bold. Oh, so very bold and before Bellatrix could even utter a single word or even grab and raise her wand for that matter, he was already out the door. The space in front of her was once again vacant and she stared at the now unoccupied seat as the door slid closed.

LATER THAT DAY

It was almost impossible for the raven haired witch to avoid hearing or seeing Tom. It was as if everywhere she turned, someone was talking about him or he himself was staring at her from a distance. Usually she would never admit such a thing, her pride too strong, but it greatly unnerved her. Who the hell did he think he was? Claiming he would see her more often because he liked her? “Doesn’t even know me,” She scoffed to herself, annoyed as she continued on the familiar path to her dormitory.

Bellatrix was a slytherin through and through, like every other Black family member before her. There had been no question about it. Well, maybe after. She questioned it alot. The houses, the characteristics and traits. All of it. And once she's put herself in a more outside perspective about it she really couldn't help but laugh at the whole student body, almost all of them adapting and practically absorbing their houses certain traits into their own personality.

Anyway, she was a slytherin, but she couldn't help but wonder if she'd changed her mindset that first day, if her family hadn't been so adamant on which house she went to, would she have been chosen for hufflepuff, perhaps? Maybe gryffindor? Ew, no. Possibly ravenclaw. These thoughts raced past in her mind as she made her way down into the dungeons. There was a little of her in each, she supposed.

"Drommie, Cissy," Bellatrix greeted once she made it into the girls dorm, having already said the password and walked through the shared sitting room. All three Black sisters shared the same room, something Bellatrix and her mother both insisted and agreed upon to the headmaster when first starting school here. It was a protective thing. Bella knew that her sisters weren't like her, lacking in gut and courage. She was sure Andromeda could take care of herself, at times, but if worse came to worse she was more likely to break under pressure and need rescuing from her bigger sister. And little Narcissa, the spoiled brat she was, didn't have a single backbone in her body, choosing instead to flee or hide behind one's robes. Despite those certain qualities though Bellatrix still loved her sisters dearly and simply made it a priority to keep them safe, consequences to herself be damned.

Sure… maybe it was Bella's fault for them needing protection, having spent most of her years reigning terror down upon those who even glance at her, therefore her peers not liking her and taking it out on her sisters instead. But… hey! They looked at her funny, they deserved it!

"Bella why didn't you sit with us on the train," Narcissa asked, looking at her older sister as she sat on her bed.

Bellatrix rolled her eyes and walked past, towards her own bed furthest in the room and by the window. "As if I'd sit and listen to you two and your friends gossiping about the 'new boy'," She said back.

Andromeda turned to her with a quirked brow. "I don't know, by the looks of it you sat just fine with the 'new boy' before you ran him away."

Bellatrix was only able to scoff as a response before Narcissa quickly interrupted, hopping over towards Bellatrix. "You got to talk to Tom Riddle?" She asked excitedly. "How was he like? Was he charming? Did he show you parseltongue?"

"Cissy, please, calm down. He was none of those things. He was very bland… and cocky, and arrogant," Bella responded, the end getting heated with annoyance. Not towards her sister of course.

"Sounds like someone I know," Andromeda spoke up with a pointed look Bella's way.

"Shut up," The dark haired witch shot back. Because of course she couldn't deny it. She was those things sometimes… all the time. "Whatever. Let’s go. It's time for lunch anyway."

(A/N: lets be honest idk how classes work at hogwarts so lets say bellatrix and sis’s meet up w mother on the reggy, with permission or without, and this particular weekend was a break for all students to either visit their fam or relax in their dorms/explore school grounds. today (mon) is a day for them to get readjusted and classes start up again the following day. anyway continue)

All the way to the great hall Bellatrix's sisters continued teasing her about Tom. Thankfully she took the teasing easily, shoving her sisters good naturedly and joking along. That was until they reached the great hall. She didn't think her sisters noticed but as they walked past others to get to their table Bellatrix could feel a strong force on her, like something digging into the back of her head. She scanned her eyes around the room once, trying to catch the culprit of whatever was happening but all she could see were other students eating merrily, not a clue to her predicament. Thankfully by the time she'd sat down the force had vanished and she could focus back on her sisters.

Tom stood just outside the doors of the great hall, panting and trying to catch his breath. Never had he been rejected so quickly from someone's mind, not even close to breaching it in fact. Her magic was strong, untampered and just waiting to be fully unleashed just beneath the surface. A magic enough to rival his own. She may think she was strong now but oh just wait until he had her with him, by his side. Just wait until he showed her what she's truly capable of.

With these thoughts in mind he swiftly walked away from the great hall entrance, on his way back to his dorm.

[mastreworld]

Be nosy-

1-50

I'm very nosy! 😛

That took me a second but here they are:

1. What’s your sexual orientation?

Grey-asexual, aro-adjacent, and bi... something (it’s complicated)

2. What are you obsessed with right now?

Playing Sims 2, but I feel like it’s about to shift. Not sure what’s next.

3. Ever done any drugs?

Not beyond alcohol, no. I wouldn’t be against trying space cake one day but that’s more for curiosity's sake.

4. What piercings do you want?

I have one in each ear; can’t think of any other I’d like to have.

5. How many people have you kissed?

Not sure... between 5 and 10 maybe? I’ve never been a fan of kissing tbh.

6. Describe your dream home.

With a space for everything so it doesn’t get so /#(&% cluttered.

7. Who are you jealous of?

No one that I can think of.

8. What’s your favorite show to binge?

Don’t have one right now. I’ve been watching “Cold Case” but that’s not really a show you can binge on since it’s so tragic. I do occasionally go on a “Final Destination” binge-watch though.

9. Do you watch porn?

No, I gave up on that decades ago because it was all so boring and disappointing. I can, however, enjoy gifs and pics.

10. Do you have a secret sideblog?

Not secret but I have a cat-blog @cattyfelines , one writing @mastrewritingupdates and one @naughtymastre that I no longer update because tumblr fucked it up in their sex-negativity 🙄

11. If you could teleport anywhere in the world right now, where would you go?

That... I really don’t know. I support teleporting as a way of traveling though.

12. What’s one of your fantasies?

To snuggle up against Loki in bed with my face against his neck, his arms around me and my leg over his hip... sorry, got a bit carried away in the details, heh.

13. Do you have/would you get your nipples pierced?

Absolutely not! *shudder*

14. How would you spend a million dollars?

Making sure that I and my daughter remain financially secure for the foreseeable future. I would also finally feel free to donate to any causes I want to support, so I don’t feel so powerless in the world.

15. Are you in a relationship?

Nope, and I prefer singlehood.

16. Do you follow porn blogs?

I did, but they seem to have disappeared so I guess they got tired of Tumblr’s fuckery and moved elsewhere.

17. Are you angry with anyone right now?

Not unless I allow myself to think about it. My anger gets triggered by bullies and bigots, especially if they act controlling.

18. What tattoos do you want?

One of Loki’s helmet and the words “God of Mischief” and possibly one with some kind of cat.

19. If you could change your name, would you? What would you change it to?

I changed my first name slightly by omitting part of it and just leaving “Marie” back in my twenties. I also tried to change my last name to “Strega” but the patent laws in my country wouldn’t allow it so I added it as a second first name instead (and use it in informal situations.)

20. What is something you’re obsessed with?

Nutritional science keeps coming back in my obsessions. As does various languages I want to learn.

21. Describe your best friend.

Lives in India, writes naughty Loki fics, and sent me a box of beautiful things recently 🥰 She’s also adorable.

22. Tag someone you think is hot.

Uhm...@MCU Loki?

23. Who are five of your favorite bands/musical artists?

Meatloaf, Buffy Sainte-Marie, FR David, Modern Talking, Belinda Carlisle... though I’m more into individual pieces than artists.

24. What are three places you want to travel?

I’m really not much for traveling but it might be fun to go back to London one day. Also considering visiting Amsterdam at some point. And I’m getting curious about India.

25. Describe your perfect Friday night.

All alone. Snacks at the ready. Favorite music. Indulging shamelessly in one of my favorite games.

26. What’s your favorite season?

Summer.

27. What’s your pet peeve?

People who won’t respect the word “No” (or boundaries in general).

28. Who is the funniest person you know?

I’m originally Swedish so my thoughts revert to Magnus Härenstam and Brasse Brännsström, lol. There might be someone more recent but it’ll pop up after I’ve posted this, most likely.

29. What’s the most overrated movie?

Probably “Thor Ragnacrap”.

30. Tag someone you want to talk to but have been too shy to message.

Can’t. I’d just disappoint them due to not being able to keep up the contact.

31. Do you like paper books or ebooks better?

After careful consideration and trying out both, I prefer paper books. E-books are practical though, so I still have some.

32. If you could live in a fictional world, what world would you pick?

Don’t know... Probably one of my own making.

33. If money was no object, what would your wardrobe be like?

Tailored to my taste and body shape. Soft materials. Black pants and short jackets. Colorful tops. A mix of masculine and feminine. Comfortable shoes with heels.

34. What’s your coffee order?

None, I can’t stand coffee.

35. Do you have a crush on anyone?

None beyond Loki. I crush easily but mostly on fictional characters since they are more interesting.

36. Do you still have feelings for any of your exes?

Nope. They killed those thoroughly.

37. Have any tattoos?

Not yet. Maybe I get around to it someday.

38. Do you drink?

Rarely. I drink wine when invited somewhere and I like sweet dessert wines and creamy liqueurs, but I can’t have more than two glasses or I get sleepy.

39. Are you a virgin?

No, that was a long time ago.

40. Do you have a crush on any of your mutuals?

Nope, but I feel affectionate towards them.

41. How many followers do you have?

1661 as of this moment.

42. Describe the hottest person you know.

Slender, black hair, male but with a bit of an androgynous vibe. Intense.

43. What’s your guilty pleasure?

Sweet-tasting food.

44. Do you read erotica?

In the form of fanfic smut, yes. I rarely come across anything good among mainstream books.

45. What’s the worst date you’ve ever been on?

Never officially dated, so can’t say.

46. How many people do you follow?

213

47. If you could marry any celebrity, who would you pick?

Uh... I don’t do marriage.

48. Describe your ideal partner.

Respectful, kind, open-minded, and quiet. Dominant and feral in bed.

49. Who do you text the most?

My disability coach, lol.

50. What’s your favorite kind of weather?

Sunny without being hot.

This was fun!

[shadowed-dancer]

I'm really bad at math, and curious. How old would Jushtin have been around the time Festivia came around? (I've seen alot of people hc that he died when she was 14-)

Short answer: Jushtin was probably around 58 when Festivia was born, and would have turned 59 a few months later. If you care about how I got to this, enjoy the freaking essay I wrote bellow (you can skip to the end if you want to know about death dates).

So the issue with this is that we don’t get a clear timeline in the book of when things happened (like births and stuff) so the best I can do is a really good estimate. I went so in depth with this... I promise everything I did bellow helped me reach a point. To make it easy to read, I’m gonna break it down based on which princess we’re calculating the birthday of.

- Solaria -

We can assume that Solaria was born before Jushtin’s 15th birthday because his chapter doesn’t make any indication that a year has passed (he calls both his entries “Year of the Jushtin”). I’m not sure how Mewni months work, but in terms of Earth months (assuming Mewmans are pregnant for 9 Earth months) Solaria was born between 8 and 9 Earth months after Jushtin turned 14. It depends when her birth actually is (is it earlier or later in the Lion Dragon time) but either way, it’s possible Skywynne was pregnant before Jushtin even got the wand, but waited a few months to tell him.

So that’s a long, convoluted way of saying he was 14 when Solaria was born.

- Eclipsa -

It’s not very clear when Solaria had Eclipsa because Solaria’s chapter doesn’t specify how it’s counting time. She has a table on contents that divides things into “Books” and “Chapters” but neither of those seem to suggest a timeline. Eclipsa is first mentioned in chapter 5 and is said to be very young, and the photo would suggest she was definitely not younger than 3. Even if “chapter 5″ meant “5 years after getting the book” that would make Solaria 19, meaning she had Eclipsa when she was (at most) 16. Now I’m not saying that’s impossible, but the Solaria we see in the show with baby Eclipsa does NOT look like a 16 year old. I’m going to guess that she actually started writing when she became QUEEN, not when she gained the book (we can assume this because, in chapter 1, Solaria says it is her reign, and Alphonse calls her “Queen Solaria” in the letter on the next page).

So when did she become Queen? Skywynne had Solaria when she was 42 (she was 28 when she had Jushtin, 28+14=42) so she would have been 62 when Solaria turned 20. Skywynne probably didn’t die at this age since it’s still pretty young, but it’s likely she gave Solaria the throne (remember, Skywynne had been reigning since she was 17. It would have been 45 years of being Queen, plus 5 years mentally from her messing with time. So yeah, Skywynne was probably tired of being Queen). 20 seems like a good age to pass the throne to your kid. However, there’s still more.

In Eclipsa’s chapter, Eclipsa says that she’s dated all sorts of monsters, but she’s already in a relationship with Globgor by the time she starts writing (“several” months after turning 14). We see that she knows Globgor during Solaria’s “chapter 5″ so she must have been old enough to date. That means I’m going to have to assume that that photo is from when Eclipsa was way younger. Maybe Eclipsa was around 12 when that incident happened. That would mean the chapter numbers are meaningless but hey, sometimes you need to hit a few dead ends before reaching something good.

Ok, so either way Solaria was 20 when she became queen. Let’s guess that she was maybe 22 when she had Eclipsa. That would make her 34 during the Globgor incident, still young enough to be fighting wars! So if she was 22 when Eclipsa was born, and Jushtin was 14 when Solaria was born, then Jushtin was 36 years old upon Eclipsa’s birth (14+22=36).

Hurray! We’ve got... an estimate. Hey, I warned you at the start we wouldn’t get an exact answer.

- Festivia and Meteora -

So now let’s move on to Eclipsa’s age and when she had Meteora. I’m going to assume that Meteora and Festivia were around the same age, separated only by a few months (we see they are similar ages during Eclipsa’s trial). Either way, it wouldn’t affect Jushtin since his birth seems to be near the end of the year.

Just like her mother, Eclipsa sucks at documenting dates, so we have no idea how long she was writing for (she writes numbers at the top of her pages, but I don’t know what those mean. Are they related to dates? Are they her entry numbers? Who knows?!) Anyways, we actually get a good guess at how old Eclipsa was based on some stuff Moon tells us.

Moon reveals that she was around Star’s age when Comet died. Star, at this point in the show, was 14 (we’d see her 15th birth a few episodes later). However, I found a gem in Moon’s chapter (which I admit, I haven’t read in it’s entirety yet) that says she had just turned 17 when she got Lil’ Chauncy! 2 pages later she reveals that Comet was killed and she has become Queen. Since we know from the episode “Moon the Undaunted” that Moon made the Eclipsa deal not too long after Comet’s death, we know she was 17. What does this have to do with anything? Eclipsa makes a comment and says she lost her mother when she was “not much older than [Moon]”.

We get no information from Eclipsa’s chapter because our girl doesn’t know how to document time, so we have to interpret what “not much older” means. Judging by Moon thinking 14 and 17 are close in age (it’s a 3 year gap) I’m going to believe that Solaria died when Eclipsa was 20 (also a 3 year gap). Why 20? Because why not? Actually, it’s because I don’t want to think that Solaria was setting up her 17 year old daughter for marriage, so I’m gonna say 20 and leave it at that.

We don’t know how long it took for Eclipsa to get sick of Shastacan and leave with Globgor, but judging by the fact that Eclipsa had a few entries between “I’m marrying Shastacan” and “I’m running away with Globgor”, I’m gonna guess 2 years. Why 2 years? Please just let me make my estimates.

So Eclipsa is now 22 and has run off. For the MHC to say “Eclipsa and Shastacan had a baby despite Eclipsa being away from him”, she either had to already be pregnant with Meteora, or she had to get pregnant shortly after (the MHC could have some leeway if Festivia was a few months older than Meteora). Either way, Eclipsa was around 22 when Meteora was born.

Back to our boy Jushtin. He was 36 when Eclipsa was born. 36+22=58. Jushtin was 58 years old when Festivia was born! AND since we know his birthday, he would have turned 59 shortly after.

- Death - 

As for Jushtin’s death… I know people like to headcanon that he died when Festivia was 14. 58+14=72. The average male lifespan right now is 71 years, so it’s possible he died at that age. I personally love the headcanon that his death is the reason she went travelling for a year (and I use it in my au). HOWEVER, we’re talking canon here, so we need to consider something else.

Festivia does not bring up Jushtin ONCE in her entire chapter. Isn’t that weird? She says that the MHC raised her and affecionatly called Heckapoo “Auntie Heckapoo”. Is it possible Jushtin was just off with his own family? Of course it is! But we see how close Jushtin seemed to be with Festivia in the afterlife, implying they knew each other in life (they are the ONLY queens we see actively make physical contact with each other). So my personal guess is that Jushtin died when she was still pretty young maybe around 5 or 6? She’d still remember him, and she’d have fond memories, but it wouldn’t have been long enough to say “My Grunkle Jushtin raised me”, so the MHC would still have a good 8 or 9 years to raise Festivia. So if you want to believe that Jushtin died when she was a kid, he would have been around 63 or 64. If you want to believe he died when she was 14, he was 72.

Hope you enjoyed! This was a lot of fun to write, hopefully it was interesting to read (well, as interesting as math can be).

[evilpol]

Nobody asked for this, but I'm doing that again, because I can probably. The screenshoot of him is from fo4 cuz new vegas faces aren't something too pleasant to look at

1. What is your name?

"Sam. Yep, just Sam"

2. Do you know why you're named that?

"Huh, if I knew man. Honestly, I'm not even sure if that's my real name, it was on the paper I had with me when got shot in the head. Or, at least, doc Mitchell said so"

3. Are you single or taken

"Uh, taken. Kinda. Or rather, something in between? Gonna say it's complicated at the moment"

4. Do you have any powers or abilities?

"Maybe. I'm a very lucky bastard, and not only because I survived a fuckin shot in my head

5. Stop being a Mary Sue

"Uh um okaaay?"

6. What's your eye color?

"Grey, with some brown dots. I like it"

7. How about your hair colour?

"Blond"

8. Have any familly members?

"I have no idea. Maybe yes, maybe no, I don't remember a thing. Anyway no one yet came to me claiming to be my kinsman, so well"

9. Oh? How about pets?

"I have Rex. Guess he does counts as a pet, right?"

10. That's cool, I guess. Now tell me something you don't like?

"Fiends. I wanna see all of these assholes burning. Or not burning though, I hate fire. Anyway I feel kind of a pleasure shooting them, huh. Other from it, nothing too special. I don't like anything that wants to kill me.

11. Do you have any activities/hobbies you like to do?

"I like singing when I'm on road. And I believe it even sounds nice"

12. Have you ever hurt anyone in any way before?

"Yeah, often. Mainly ones who attacked first"

13. Ever... Killed anyone before?

"Obviously, yes. One time I even did kinda bounty hunting for NCR. That didn't finished too well though, but I don't want to talk about that"

14. What kind of animal are you?

"Um, a lot of people told me that I look like a labrador. Well, I have... Not very golden hair and round face... Yeah, I pretty much look like a lab"

15. Name your worst habits?

"I smoke a lot and take chems sometimes. Nothing too much special for wasteland. Also I'm very nervous and can't sit still, always tapping my fingers or legs. Some people find it annoying"

16. Do you look up to anyone at all?

"Joshua Graham in the first place, even though christianity still looks really weird for me. King too, and Ulysses. I don't really want to follow any of them or be like 'em, but... I do have a deep respect for them"

17. Are you gay, straight, or bisexual?

"I prefer dudes"

18. Do you go to school?

"I doubt I did"

19. Ever want to marry and have kids one day?

"I love kids. When they stay away and aren't mine. What about marriage... Nah. I don't want to bond myself in any way, it's better for me just to live with my loved one, without any of that formal shit"

20. Do you have any fangirls/fanboys?

"Umm, no"

21. What are you most afraid of?

"I'm claustrophobic. I just feel awful in the closed spaces, if not start panicing. That's one of the reasons why I try to avoid vaults."

22. What do you usually wear?

"A trench coat from a NCR armor, shirt, jeans and boots. I don't wear armor, even though that's probably looks weird. I just prefer to be faster, it's easier to hide and run without armor"

23. What's one food that tempts you?

"Chips. And cakes. I fuckin love cakes"

24. Am I annoying to you?

"Nah, I love talking"

25. Well, it's still not over!

"Alright then"

26. What class are you? (low/middle/high)

"Uhh, gonna say I'm between middle and high"

27. How many friends do you have?

"The more, the better. Heh, people love me, and I love having a lot of connections."

28. What are your thoughts on pie?

"I like pies."

29. Favourite drink?

"Beer. Simple and refreshing"

30. What's your favourite place?

"Easily Zion. Maybe it's not my home, but... It's just so peasfully there, ignoring yao-guai and casadors that sometimes want to kill you"

31. Are you interested in anyone?

"I... Don't really want to talk about this"

32. That was a stupid question...

"Yes"

33. Would you rather swim in a lake or the ocean?

" I can't swim, so neither. I don't wanna drown"

34. What's your type?

"Someone smart in the first place, who can hold on the conversation, yanno?"

35. Any fetishes

"...I kinda like men that are older than me"

36. Camping or outdoors?

"Ourdoors. It's better when I can see the sky above me"