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a redraw of a very old art i did of these two a long time ago:: its under the read more eee
i found at least one of the drawings i did of them as humans and tbh i hate this a ton so it was really really fun to redraw it again with my new style i used to worry i would copy others human aus of them so i had a lot of a hard time but now i think i found one i really like eeee
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Could we get Jaxon meeting his human mate for the first time? Perhaps she’s a bit of a small thing working at a bar, bringing drinks to tables and typically being harassed. Despite her size though, she may be sharp and witty, not having a problem with much of the harassment that came with her work but in no way tolerating being degraded. Perhaps she uses her wit to bring them down a few notches or she’s stronger than she looks. Up to you.
Dude, Jaxon got SO much more attention than I EVER could have anticipated. I mean, just look at his notes versus any of my other monster boys, like DANG IN THE HUNDREDS???? I’d never even done a dialogue prompt before! I think it was the ‘werewolf boyfriend’ tag, if I’m gonna be honest, hahah. Not gonna lie, though, the boy’s a snack. So yes please????? Let’s get this show on the road, shall we? Oh, did I mention Jaxon’s half-Hispanic? No?? Oop, have fun.
Jaxon- The Meeting
The Red Dahlia, a local bar named after its ginger spitfire of an owner Miss Dahlia, sat in the middle of a gravel parking lot a handful of miles from town. It brought in all manner of creature and, according to a certain utterly baffled reporter, was a “breeding ground for drunks, lechers, and perverts”. Jaxon chuckled at the memory, his wide palms tucked within the depths of his jackets leather pockets as he stared up at the flashing red neon sign, swinging dangerously from rusted iron chains in the wind. He’d been there when the ‘reporter’(blogger, actually) had come into the bar, working on an article about ‘local, underrated hotspots’; she’d come in, head held high and brown, hair-sprayed curls bouncing, red lipstick so crimson it had called him a peasant, and eyebrows as thin as Miss Dahlia’s patience. She was a target from the moment she walked in.
Miss Dahlia had greeted the middle-aged housewife, a wide smile across her full lips, and the entire bar erupted into outrageous laughter when the woman introduced herself as ‘Karren’(two ‘r’s, she’d elaborated for a Miss Dahlia who hadn’t asked). Karren loathed every inch of the Red Dahlia, insults and back-handed compliments lashed harmlessly through the air, and, when Knash(a local, grungy gnoll with a wicked grin and a short muzzle) grabbed a handful of her bottom, she‘d stormed out with an unintelligible screech. Jaxon missed it.
He’d left the small town, Arrowway as it was known on maps, around a year ago and he’d only just gotten back in town a few seconds earlier; his motorcycle engine rumbling like distant thunder and pressing hotly against his long legs. He’d been in New Mexico, chasing down hunters and beasts alike and digging up any information he could find on his father. Aaron Bluewater, Jaxon’s dad, had been missing for months; the police declared him dead and the investigation had stopped, but that didn’t mean Jaxon was ready to. Nowhere close.
A rowdy group of girls burst from the double doors of the wooden building, laughing and stumbling across the parking lot in their stilettos. A black-haired fae, dressed in what Jaxon would simply call a wasted fish net, caught sight of the sun-tanned male and hollered across the way at him, “Wh-hello, han’some! Wan’ join ‘s?”
“No, thank you,” Jaxon couldn’t help the grin that tumbled across his face as he tucked his thoughts away and approached the old bar. As flattering as the slurred compliment may have been, Jaxon furrowed his eyebrows at the red-faced girls and kept his hands tucked in his pockets, “You have a ride home, right?”
A blonde harpy girl spoke then, her shimmering top see-through and her pink lip gloss smudged, “Why don’t you be our ride home, hmm?”
“I’m not into narcolepsy, but thank you.” Jaxon grinned, his canines illuminated by the flashing red ambiance of the ‘Red Dahlia: Pub and Club’ sign, “You girls call in a taxi, yeah? You’ll get someone killed driving around like that.”
The girls fell into a stunned silence and, as one of them whispered ‘Yeah, I-I can call’, Jaxon pushed opened the bar doors and stepped into the pulsing, Latin music. Jaxon ran a nervous hand through his thick, black hair and cast his light blue eyes across the familiar space, as though he were looking for something, before he took a quick seat at the empty table closest to the door. He noticed a little, plastic menu in front of him and he raised his thick brows curiously. Taking it in his hands, he read over the contents; all of the drink options were as he remembered, with a few new, interesting concoctions listed, but now there was a small section for food, many of which he could recall from his early childhood. A grin swept across his face and a nostalgic warmth fell across his chest as he read over the menu.
“Hello!” Jaxon nearly jumped from his seat, shoulders instinctually squaring and his curved claws peeking forward in anticipation. You stood before him and the warmth in his chest crawled up across his throat and burned at his face. “Sorry! I didn’t mean to startle you!”
Jaxon, for the first time in a long time, couldn’t formulate the proper, English words and a gentle, “Tan hermosa…”
“Hmm?” You intoned curiously, your silken hair tumbled across your forehead and cheeks as you slightly turned your head up to him.
Jaxon’s mouth went dry and English failed him again, “Nada. I mean-I… Nothing. Sorry, you’re fine. Wait, no-I mean, yes, but… Thank you.” Jaxon whispered quietly as he forced himself back down into his seat, he cupped his forehead and groaned softly, “I’m sorry. I’m just… Tired.”
“I completely understand! I feel the exact same way too, sometimes words are just so hard.” You spoke sympathetically, a giggle punctuating your sentence. The sound, unsurprisingly, did not help Jaxon piece his thoughts together better. You introduced yourself politely, the sound of your name echoing in Jaxon’s head for a few moments after wards, “So, what can I get for you, sir?”
Jaxon fumbled with the menu for a moment, reading over the laminated words(despite the fact he already knew exactly what he wanted), “Uhmm, I-I’ll just have a Whiskey Sour, please.”
“Ohh, interesting choice. I was expecting an Old Fashioned. Would you like anything to eat? We just recently added some things to our menu.” You reached over the table, pressing a plain nail against the bold-printed ‘Appetizers’ at the bottom of the small paper. “I personally like the Cheesy Beef Empanadas, they come with Sofrito sauce. The best you’ll ever have in your life.”
Jaxon nervously ran a hand across the baby hairs along the back of his neck and cast you a gentle grin, “The best?”
“Scouts Honor.” You ran your fingers over your heart in an ‘x’ and your smile made Jaxon’s chest feel tight.
“Alright, I’ll have a Whiskey Sour and an order of Cheesy Beef Empanadas.” Jaxon extended the menu out for you to take and he hoped you couldn’t see the way his hands shook slightly under your gaze.
Whether or not it was intentional, when your fingers ran across the back of Jaxon’s hand, a shiver coursed up his spine and his skin tingled where you’d touched him. “Coming right up.”
“Thanks,” Jaxon whispered quietly as he watched you stride away from him. You wore a long-sleeved, black shirt with a red Dahlia sewn into the back, a matching pencil skirt, and dark black stockings tucked into your zip-up wedges. Your hair shone in red-tinted lights of the bar and brushed across your neck and face as you moved. You were beautiful and, much to his dissatisfaction, Jaxon wasn’t the only one who’d noticed.
An elf, as white-haired and lean and feminine as any elf he’d ever seen before, watched you lecherously as you approached his one chair table. Rather than letting you pass by, the elf stood up quickly, his oily hands closed around your back and arms as he pulled you against his shimmering, leather shirt. Jaxon’s blood roared in his ears and he felt a sharp pressure growing in the beds of his fingernails and dancing along his canines.
“What a pretty, little thing I’ve found.” He slurred into your face, inching himself closer to you with each word, “What say we get out of here, doll? I’ll have you screaming ‘til dawn.”
You grimaced at the reek of alcohol on his breath, placing your hands against his shoulders and attempting to politely push him away, “No, thank you. Now let me go.”
“Oh-ho-ho! Mmmm, no, I don’t think so. I’m not quite finished with you yet, human.” Silence fell over the patrons of the bar and club as they all turned from their drinks and rambunctious stories to glare at the outsider man-handling you.
A bouncing cackle echoed across the hushed space and Jaxon recognized Knash, just as grungy as he’d been the last time the young man had seen him over a year ago, tucked in the corner amidst the center of a young pack of gnolls. “I’d do what the little lady says now, ya’hear? A mean left hook, that’n.”
“Excuse me.” Jaxon found his voice as he heaved himself upright, stalking towards the elf as his eyes burst into life with blue flame, “The young lady asked you to stop. So stop before I make you.”
Your startled expression found Jaxon’s glare, and the gentle furrow of your eyebrows and the frown across the curve of your lips sent a scorching wave of anger straight through him. The elf grabbed your face then, cupping your chin in his long fingernails and pressing your cheek against his own, “Oh? Is she your girlfriend? What sort of magic could a mutt like you have possibly gotten your grimy, little hands on to-“
A fist drove itself upwards into the delicate curve of the elf’s jaw, crushing his teeth into his tongue and sending him to the ground in a pitiful ‘thud’ of leather and Axe body spray. You uncoiled your hand and shook your fingers loosely, eyes a blaze of color as you glared down at the unconscious pervert. “I can tolerate a lot of things, sir, but the insulting of my customers is not one of them.”
Laughter erupted throughout the bar, noise echoing loudly between the walls as hands pounded on the tables and hollers rang through the air. Jaxon turned to you, his anger dissipating from his system as an impressed amusement began to fill its place, “Are you-?”
“What do you borrachos think you are doing!?” A heavy ‘thwack’ echoes through the air as a wooden bat slammed against the bar top. Miss Dahlia herself, all five feet and two inches of her, cocked her hip as she swore around her cigar. Her beautiful caramel eyes caught the blue reflection of Jaxon’s gaze and her full lips split into a wide smile, “¡JAXITO!”
“Hola, Tía Dahlia.” Jaxon grinned bashfully at the childhood nickname, but his heart grew warm at the sound of her voice all the same.
Miss Dahlia, dropping the bat and extinguishing the cigar in a crystal ashtray along the bar top, gathered the thick, faux-fur bottom of her red nightgown and hurried around the bar counter. Pausing as her eyes fell down upon the crumpled mass of elf before she turned a firm stare up at you, “Again? ¡Está es la tercera vez está semana!”
“Lo sé, ¡pero él fue siendo grosero!” You answered Miss Dahlia quickly, your Spanish was better than Jaxon had expected(considering the fact that he was unaware you spoke any at all) and listened in amusement as you went back and forth with his spitfire Aunt.
Miss Dahlia began to wave her hands dramatically; gesturing between herself, you, the bar, the unconscious elf, Jaxon, and anything else she could jerk her fingers at quick enough. “¡Eres imposible, estás tan cerca-! KNASH!!”
“Yes’m?” Knash jumped to his flat feet, scurrying forward until the thick fur on his chest brushed against Miss Dahlia’s shoulder. Jaxon narrowed his eyes at the action.
“Take this puta and drop him outside, por favor!” Miss Dahlia’s words blurred together as she wildly gestured towards the front door. Knash nodded, his muzzle brushing across Jaxon’s aunts shoulder and the black-haired male clenched his fist with a frown.
“I’ll go with him.” You whispered quietly, pointing quickly over your shoulder before you helped Knash pull the unconscious elf to his feet and drag him to the front doors.
Jaxon turned towards his aunt, watching as her expression turned from an angry exhaustion to a wide grin. She cupped Jaxon’s cheeks and cooed endearments at him in Spanish, they made his tan face flush and eventually he took her small hands into his own, “Tía. She was only defending herself, she didn’t do anything wrong.”
“Aye, I know, mí sabrino. But,” Miss Dahlia paused for a moment as she shook her head, rubbing her manicured thumbs over the back of Jaxon’s hand, “the police system is not what it was when you left us. They’ve all fallen into the pockets of politicians and businessmen. I’ve had to buy my way out of three lawsuits because of those bastardos!”
Jaxon furrowed his brows at the news, but he remained unsurprised. Their little town had been free of corruption and swindling for a long time, it was bound to fall to greed sooner or later. He only hated that it had all come sooner rather than later. The door jingled back open and Jaxon turned to watch as you and Knash slunk back into the bar. Knash lumbered right up to Miss Dahlia’s side and, with a scowl, Jaxon watched his aunt rub the top of the gnolls head. “Okay, what’s going on here? Knash, are you dating my aunt!?”
“Well-“
Knash began to explain himself with a bashful tilt of his head, but Miss Dahlia cut him short, “Ohh, Jaxito, I was going to tell you, but it just never came up!”
“Meaning you weren’t going to say anything at all, huh?” Jaxon shook his head with a sigh before he pointed a finger at his old friend, “You better not pull anything funny with my tía, got that?”
Knash chuckled, running a large paw along the back of his neck as he gave Jaxon’s aunt a not-so-subtle look of adoration, “Yeah, I got it… Jaxito.”
“Don’t you-“ Knash threw back his head with a rambunctious laugh as he bounced off to rejoin his pack.
A gentle hand pressed against the back of Jaxon’s arm and he turned to meet your mesmerizing gaze once again. “Hey.”
“Hey.” Jaxon whispered quietly down at you. Your head fell just below the curve of his shoulder and he found himself lost in the way you looked up at him.
“Thank you. For standing up for me, I mean.” You tucked a strand of hair behind your ear before you clasped your hands together in front of your waist and fought the blush growing across your nose.
Jaxon smiled, acutely aware of his aunts surprised gaze scouring across your faces, and opened his mouth to respond before you interrupted him, “Oh! Your drink and food! I completely forgot, let me-“
“Wait!” Jaxon wrapped his hand around your waist as you began to dart away from his side. You turned back to him quickly, studying his warming face, “Actually, uhmm. Forget the food. Can-can I walk you to your car?”
“Oh… I, uhh, I have to help Miss Dahlia close the bar.”
“Aye, forget about it today, girly.” Miss Dahlia interjected your explanation, shooing the both of you away with a cocked hip and a grin. “Go on. The Lord above knows you need a date.”
“Miss Dahlia!” You exclaimed, burying your face in your hands with a laugh.
Jaxon cupped your hands in his palms and pulling them away from your burning face, “So, is that a yes, then?”
Jaxon will never forget the look on your face- the brewing grin, the gentle glimmer in your eyes, the soft blush across your cheek- as you said “Yes.”
*✭˚･ﾟ✧*･ﾟ*✭˚･ﾟ✧*･ﾟ*
Spanish is not my first language so I hope the phrase I used are correct! I hope you enjoyed this despite the delay. I’ve really started developing Jaxon and his background, I think there’s definitely more to come with him. WINK WONK
Translations:
Tan hermosa- “So beautiful”
Nada- “Nothing”
Borrachos- “Drunkards(masculine)”
Jaxito- “Little Jaxon”(endearing term used for children)
Hola, Tía Dahlia- “Hello, Aunt Dahlia”
¡Está es la tercera vez está semana!”- “That’s the third time this week!”
¡Lo sé, ¡pero él fue siendo grosero!- “I know, but he was being rude!”
¡Eres imposible, estás tan cerca!- “You’re impossible, you’re this close-”
Puta- “Pussy”
Por favor- “Please”
Mí sabrino- “My nephew”
#jaxon#werewolf#werewolf boyfriend#werewolf x reader#werewolf x human#monster x human#monster x reader#creature x reader#creature boyfriend#creature x human#monster boyfriend#sfw#handsome man
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The World You Ruined (Part 1)
Sam Winchester x Reader
Word Count: 861
Warnings: angst :) language, mentions of cheating
A/N: Alright here we go again!! Dang y’all I am on a role with writing!! hahaha
Okay so these are requested from mah bestfran @ilikethedisease67 Again I know this is kinda short BUT it is going to be a mini series...not really sure how many parts yet but yeah...I hope y’all enjoy it!! Especially you Steph ;)
Also major thanks to @jerkbitchidjitassbutt for betaing and for also being amazing <3
Tagging just a few who might like (idk probs not lol): @abaddonwithyall, @pada-ackles, @oriona75, @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan, @atc74, @feelmyroarrrr, @kittenofdoomage, @manawhaat, @mrswhozeewhatsis
Summary: *Bolded in story*
“If lies keep spewing from those lips them I’m walking out that door.”
“Sam...wh-what is this?!”You screeched out after opening the motel room door.
There before you lay your boyfriend, well ex now, with some brunette lying on top of him with his hands gripping her hair. The girl fell to the side with a shriek as he got her off and scurried to his feet, falling on his face as he tried to put his boxers back on, “Shit...Y/N wait! I-I-I have an explanation!”
Scoffing and rolling your eyes, you walked into the room to grab your duffle. Only turning around with fury in your eyes when you heard the door open and slam shut again, letting you know the bitch left.
“Oh please, by all means!” You screamed out while gathering your belongings, “Please Sam, you self-righteous liar, PLEASE tell me your explanation!”
“I-I…” Sam started looking around and fidgeting as he grabbed his t-shirt, not really expecting the yelling that was coming from you. “She meant absolutely nothing to me babe! It was a mistake and I fucked up, please don’t leave me though, I need you!”
“Was that Ruby?” Crossing your arms, you arched an eyebrow as you waited for an answer.
Sam sucked in a quick breath but looked confused at the name, “W-what? W-Who?”
You had caught him talking to someone on the phone named Ruby and when you mentioned the name to Dean earlier, he gladly clarified who she was. A Demon. Sam was running around behind your back with a demon and it just so happens you walk in on them fucking each other the very same day!
“Was that bitch in here, the one that was just on that bed fucking my boyfriend, in case you forgot. Was that... Ruby?” You furiously asked, with your face remaining somewhat neutral.
Watching his face contort as he tried to find an answer was amusing in a way, because he had no explanation for once. The boy who was so good at covering his ass, had no way of doing that now.
“H-How do you-”
Gripping the ends of your hair, you were about ready to kill him. “Oh my God Sam! Was that Ru-”
“YES! Okay?! Yes, it was Ruby!! Fuck, what more do you want?!” Sam screamed out to the heavens with his arms held out wide, “Nothing has ever happened between us before though! I swear to you!”
“Mmmm, so what about the blood drinking?” The words left your lips with ease.
Sam’s mouth fell open, he obviously expected you not to know about that, “Th-The what? I-I’m not drinking any blood babe! What are you talking about?! This is like the second time I’ve met up with her!
“If lies keep spewing from those lips then I’m walking out that door. Just tell me the fucking truth Sam! I’ve been your girlfriend for the past 3 years now, you talk to me about literally everything...why hide this? I could've helped you.” Your voice got gradually smaller as you spoke, the realization that you two were actually over was finally hitting you.
Sam gulped, looking towards the ground and the moment you saw the tears well up in the corners of his eyes, you knew that everything that you were told was in fact true. He was drinking the demon blood and fucking Ruby behind your back. Getting stronger and playing into her plan.
“She’s gonna fuck you over, you know. Have fun with your idiotic plan.”
And with that, you grabbed your duffle and made sure to slam the door in his face.
That night you stole a car and made sure to get as far as possible away from the Winchesters.
It was about 2 years later and the boys ended up in some small town for what appeared to be a simple shifter case. They were currently driving to the Williamson Institute for the Mentally Insane where the deaths have been happening. As they passed by a house with the family all outside enjoying the nice weather. The dad washing the car while mom sat in a lawn chair watching the kids play in the sprinklers. Sam cleared his throat and readjusted himself in his seat. Ever since that night, Sam has tried to find you using every possible source that he could but no results ever came up. He misses everything about you terribly but it seems you didn’t want to be found so he stopped last year, he gave up after Dean told him it was a losing battle. And he didn’t blame you for not wanting to be found, he did you wrong and was going to have to live with the consequences.
Luckily their destination wasn’t too far up the road and the boys were soon parking. After flashing their FBI badges to the woman at the front desk, Dean started doing his charming tactic as Sam started to survey the area and get the layout of the place. As he went to focus on the woman in front of him speaking, he glanced near a window in the corner to his left and just about came out of his skin.
“Y/N…?!”
Part 2
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answer 20 questions & tag other 20 bloggers that you’d like to get to know more.
tagged by @mushroomhater420 sgdjghfgf
1. name: zanna
2. nicknames: zanna isnt my legal name so technically its a nickname, just NO ONE EVER calls me my legal name lol but i also get called zenno, zan, zippy, basically many variations of zanna. also voryn
3. zodiac sign: Cancer
4. height: 5' even. MAYBE 5′ 1″?? idk either way short kings rise
5. spoken languages: JHKJHJG OH BOY HHHHH: english and angloromani are my native languages.
i can also speak varying amounts of japanese, finnish, and kalderash romani.
i can also speak itty bitty baby amounts of irish, dutch, spanish, and hawaiian.
in the past ive studied MORE languages, i just didnt retain a bunch of knowledge of them. they are: hungarian, xhosa, mandarin, icelandic
i can also read many many different variants of runic alphabets (diff cultures had difference variations on common runes and some were different entirely!)
i also love conlang and i have a working knowledge of a few fictional languages, depending on how developed those conlangs are (i know small amounts of ayliedoon, aldmeris and dunmeris from TES, quenya from LotR, and darnassian and thalassian from WoW) (i LOVE languages jkhjgjhg)
6. nationality: stinky USA american
7. favourite season: autumn bc im big bitch
8. favourite flower: OOOOOOOOOOOH i like snapdragons, hibiscus, hydrangea, orchids, and bleeding hearts!!
9. favourite scent: mmmm many, i like the smell of fresh bread and rain and trees and leather
10. favourite color: bro im a slut for All colours p much but i LOVE greens and also burgundy and i LOVE dusty, pink-infused purples
11. favourite animal: TIGERS and also MOTHS and CICADAS and MANTIS and CATS IN GENERAL
12. favourite fictional character: HHHH bro i cant decide ok so heres a small sampling: Envy (FMA), Voryn/Dagoth Ur (TES), Almalexia (TES), Vivec (TES), Daryl Dixon (TWD yes i know leave me alone about it), Angel (Borderlands), Amara (Borderlands), Zer0 (Borderlands), Link (LoZ)
13. coffee, tea or hot chocolate: coffeeeEEEE but only cold blended coffees i dont like hot drinks in general. i also like various iced teas, mostly citrus green tea or peach black tea, but ive never been huge on hot choc
14. average sleep hours: 6
15. dog or cat person: kitty..............
16. number of blankets you sleep with: just 1 comforter
17. dream trip: oh dang idk id LOVE to visit a lot of places in europe and asia
18. blog established: august 2011 bc im CRUSTY
19. how many followers do you have: 336 on this blog. 332 on my art blog. 1845 on my TES blog
20. random fact: wow idk uh i have fucked up finger joints, almost all of my fingers are double jointed and i have hitchhiker’s thumbs, and my wrists can also bend so far that i can touch my arm with the thumb of the same hand. i also have the MTHFR gene mutation.
i dont really feel close enough to a lot of people to tag them for this im sorry just yoink this from me and we’ll say i tagged u skjgdjhf
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21 Question Tag Game
Ah! Love these! Thank you, @alinakerrin! Sorry it took a while to get to!
1. Height:
Somewhere between 5′6 and 5′8. Kinda average? I haven’t measured myself in a while but I grew like... two inches over the past four months. And I’m pretty sure I’m still growing. Very late growth spurt. Oof.
2. Favorite Band:
No favourites, but I really like Les Friction! Epic music is my jam. (Literally.) Of Monsters And Men is also amazing, Starset is awesome, and I really like WILD for happier music! (My music genre favourites are crazily varied.)
3. Favorite Song Lyric:
Tough choice! Out of thin air I choose this from WILD’s Here We Go:
What does it take
To make our dreams collide?
The smallest change
Can make you feel alive
4. Following:
I’m still brand new so I can guarantee this number is going to skyrocket, but for now: 72
5. Writing Motto:
Do I have one? Not really. I guess I've seen this one around and I really like it: “You can’t edit a blank page.” Helps a lot with remembering that what I write isn’t final, and that I can mess up all I want as long as I get words down!
6. (Some) Favorite TV Shows:
I haven’t watching TV in foreverrrrr. I’m still a child at heart though so... Steven Universe is pretty neat and Avatar: The Last Airbender is probably still my all time favourite cartoon. I also am obsessed with watching nature documentaries!
7. Favorite Song (without words):
I listen to a lot of music without words! Maybe... nope, you know what. I’m just gonna. Say it.
Pretty much any of How To Train Your Dragon’s soundtrack, but especially Test Drive. Am I a Night Fury nerd? Yes. Yes I am.
8. Favorite Song:
Oohhhhhh noooo pleaaseeee don’t make me choose. Nnngh.
Okay, fine. More so because of all the nostalgic, wonderful feels I get from his songs, Owl City’s To The Sky. It was like... the very first song I listened to on my own. (I didn’t get a music player of any sort until really late in my childhood.)
9. Languages I’m Fluent In:
English and French! (Acadian French though. I can still understand Parisian and Québécois French, there’s just different slang and the accents are completely different.) I’m learning ASL at the moment, but I’m definitely not fluent, yet.
10. Languages I can Count to 10 In:
English and French. I used to be able to do it in Russian, German, and ASL, but I’ve forgotten now. ^^’
11. Top 5 Mythical Creatures (in no particular order):
Dragons (sorry, I’m a dragon nerd)
Sirens (huh. I wonder. why.)
Quilin
Salamander (The mythical version!)
Kelpies
12. Favorite Food:
I really like carbonara. Especially when I make the pasta myself. Also, bacon-wrapped scallops? Mmmm.
13. Favorite (Musical) Character:
Uh. I’ve barely watched any musicals. So... Elphaba from Wicked? I am very uneducated when it comes to musicals.
14. Favorite (TV) Character:
Can I say Bismuth here? Is that allowed? As a science nerd, bismuth is my favourite element. Also her character is just... love. I love her.
15. Favorite (Book) Character:
Ahhh! Too many! No!
16. Favorite (Original Work) OC:
Ooh dang. Picking favourites. Why.
Okay so. You guys don’t know who this is. But. They pop up in the first book’s epilogue, and play a major part in book two. All we know of them is that they go by the name The Dragon, and they’re an infamous pirate captain.
17. Favorite Genre
Honestly I can like any genre as long as it’s written well. I tend to really enjoy fantasy, though!
18. Favorite Fanfiction AUs
Your classic modern day AU. I also like super spy AUs and, you guessed it, pirate AUs.
Did you know that OSS originally started off an a pirate AU using some fan characters of mine?
19. Favorite Fanfiction (Authored by Someone Else):
I don’t read fanfiction! I’d love to start, but I just... never did! Any suggestions from the audience?
20. Favorite Original Story Idea (Authored by Me):
I’m only writing one WIP right now. ^^
21. Favorite Book:
Magyk by Angie Sage <-- Okay I know this is from @alinakerrin‘s answers but I too adore this book. Also, another amazing series from my childhood: The Edge Chronicles by Paul Stewart and Chris Riddell
I really didn’t do the best with this but! I dunno, personal tag games are confusing for me.
I tag @imaghostwriter, if you so feel up to doing it! My apologies if you’ve already been tagged for this!
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Finger Lickin’ Good
“Y’know, you’re right. I used to hate this sort of food.” Asmodeus considered the contents of the bucket, prodding on one or two of the pieces. “Nasty, greasy. Too much fuss, all them little bones. But y’know what? It’s kinda growin’ on me. It provides a lesson.” He picked up a wing, turning it to inspect it closely.
“Sometimes, it’s worth gettin’ your hands dirty.”
Rating; T
Length; 1168
Tags; Heavily Implied Torture, Slavery, Wings, Asmodeus Being Horrible
AO3
My submission for the Gabriel Monthly Challenge! This turned out... slightly less cracky and slightly more disturbing than intended, so um. Enjoy?
Tagging; @archangelsanonymous, @lacqueluster, @archangel-with-a-shotgun, @revwinchester, @ashiewesker, @theriverscribe, @thequeervet, @talkingtomyselfagain and @maximumsuckage!
“He’s ready for you.”
“Thank you.” Ketch let the sarcasm drip from his words, a sneer curling his lip. The demon scowled back at him as he passed, but didn’t say anything.
It wouldn’t do to let his disdain show through while he was meeting with Asmodeus, but with the other demons, Ketch knew he had a little more leeway. Just because all of this was necessary didn’t alleviate his dislike of the entire situation. Working with demons? A Prince of Hell? What had he been thinking?
But it was a little too late to back out now; he had to work with what he had. And double crossing was always satisfying, especially because it gave him the opportunity to pick whichever side appeared to be winning. There were advantages of being a free agent, and one of them was survival.
He pushed open the door to the throne room. He heard a rustle, but deliberately didn’t look to the side, to where the cage bars were. Ketch had done many horrible things in his time, but there was something about the way that Asmodeus had defiled what should have been one of the most powerful creatures in the universe that turned his stomach.
Asmodeus himself was lounging on his throne, his pristine suit almost glowing in the gloom. “Ketch! I thought I told you to be ready to come when I called.”
Ketch folded his hands neatly in front of himself, standing to attention. “I’m sorry Sir, I had… prior commitments.”
Asmodeus looked up at him, threatening behind a thin veil of civility. “Well, next time, don’t. The food’s almost here.”
Food? Asmodeus hadn’t seemed like the kind of employer to exactly throw an office party. Ketch didn’t trust food from the demon as far as he could throw it. “Sir, you didn’t have to-”
“You think it’s for you?” Asmodeus laughed. Ketch bristled internally. But he was saved the temptation to make a cutting remark by a knock at the door.
“Enter.”
The demon came in, grovelling. “What you asked for, Sir.”
Asmodeus got up from his throne and snatched it casually from the demon’s grip, not giving him a second glance. The demon backed out, closing the door behind himself, but Ketch’s eyes were stuck on the red bucket, the white writing scrawled across it. The familiar stink of stale grease wafted over him.
“KFC?” Ketch couldn’t keep the incredulousness out of his tone.
Asmodeus chuckled. “Now, I know what you’re thinkin’. Why am I eatin’ mass produced deep fried garbage when I could be dinin’ on actual fare?”
“I couldn’t help wondering, yes.” Ketch glanced with mild disgust at the soggy battered pieces of what had once been chicken, huddled in the bottom of their tub like they were trying to retain what little warmth they’d started out with.
“Y’know, you’re right. I used to hate this sort of food.” Asmodeus considered the contents of the bucket, prodding on one or two of the pieces. “Nasty, greasy. Too much fuss, all them little bones. And the mess! Dang, the mess gets everywhere. I had to kill my last dry cleaner when he couldn’t get the stains out. But y’know what? It’s kinda growin’ on me. It provides a lesson.” He picked up a wing, turning it to inspect it closely. “Sometimes, it’s worth gettin’ your hands dirty.”
He turned, looking past Ketch with a nasty smile pulling at his lips. Ketch heard a low whine from the cage. He resisted the urge to look.
Asmodeus, though, had his eyes fixed on the broken archangel. They didn’t leave him even as he held up the chunk of chicken for Ketch’s inspection.
“Would you believe this used to be a wing, Mister Ketch? You wouldn’t think to look at it, but-” He dug his fingers in, peeling off the layer of batter like he was skinning it with efficient brutality- “Lookit that. There’s a wing under there after all. But here’s where it gets real interestin’.”
He walked over to the cage, crouching down in front of it. The archangel scrabbled back from the bars, plastered wide-eyed to the back of the cell like he wanted the wall to absorb him. Asmodeus kept the pretense of talking to Ketch, but the words were aimed at the miserable creature in front of him.
“Now, the wings ain’t the nicest part of the bucket, and no one’s pretendin’ they are. The wings are the challenge. Peelin’ off the skin’s quite easy once they’ve been deep fried.” He ripped the goosebumped skin off as well, leaving the anatomy visible, muscles and bones and cartilage exposed. The archangel made a choked sound. “If the fryer’s hot enough, the chicken should be cooked just perfect, you should be able to peel the muscle right off the bones.” He extracted one dark muscle group from the mass of gristle, tendon still trailing from the end, and popped it into his mouth, chewing. “Mmmm-mmm. Delicious.” A dribble of grease ran down Asmodeus’ fingers, soaking dark into the white suit.
“And finally, after all that, we get to the bones. Gabriel here’s real familiar with wing anatomy, but just in case you don’t know, Mister Ketch, I’ll go over it for you, just this once.” Cruel fingers twisted tiny bones out of the shattered mass of cartilage. “These here are what would be the finger bones on a human. And this, this is the thumb bone, or the alula if you’re gonna get real technical.” Gabriel made a wounded noise from behind the stitches, eyes locked on the delicate yellowed things pinched in Asmodeus’ grip like he couldn’t look away.
“Next parts are more like us humans.” The demon pulled out the longer bones, rolling them on his palm and discarding the mangled remains of the flesh back into the box. “We got the radius, the ulna, the humerus. But unlike us, bird bones are hollow. Which means I can do this.” Asmodeus braced the bone between two fingers, and broke it with a brittle crack . He picked up the next one, and broke that one too. Gabriel flinched with each snap, trembling all over, Ketch noted with rising nausea. What had he done to him? Surely not…
The demon reached through the bars and patted Gabriel on the head. “Shush shush. I won’t do that again, ‘s long as you’re a good boy. As long as you behave.” Each impact made the archangel tense and shudder, eyes fixed on the ground. “Good,” Asmodeus crooned. Ketch swallowed heavily.
Asmodeus stood, flinging the broken shards of bone into a corner of the room before turning back to him, eyes tinged with sadistic, sulfurous yellow. “That’s what I do to things of mine that misbehave, Ketch. Do I make myself clear?”
Ketch opened his mouth, then had to close it again and clear his throat before he could choke the words out. “Crystal. Sir.”
Asmodeus smiled, white and shining. “Good.” He held out the bucket.
“Chicken?”
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skjshfksjdfh i always forget to do these but ericka just made me think of the show dinosaurs so now i actually will do it 4 her because she’s the best and also tagged me. like she usually does despite my forgetting!! love her like i do at @akastarlord ♥
Nickname(s): um. like it used to be shepard/commander. one of my students started calling me capitain?
Gender: cis woman
Sign: no
Height: 5′5 / 168
Time: 04:25 - it’s morning! what is sleep!!
Birthday: double no
Favorite Bands: i don’t... listen... to music...... lemme give you favourite genres: wlw (yes it’s a genre shush), sci fi, dystopia, apocalyptic/post-apocalyptic. i don’t like fantasy novels?? as a rule, i mean. i have exceptions (terry pratchett, elizabeth moon... sometimes neil gaiman, definitely malinda lo) but ehhhhhh
Favorite Solo Artists: or authors!! elizabeth moon, terry pratchett, malinda lo, john ajvide lindqvist, scott westerfeld, sarah waters... i’ve read so many great books though oh my lord i don’t remember half of the authors that tore my heart to shreds. also!! the spoc and merp crews because DANG nothing gets me more hype than when one of you posts something
Song stuck in my head: no but game i’m currently playing: elder scrolls online, second life ( IT’S SO WEIRD AND HAS SO MANY ABANDONED PLACES I LOVE IT)
Last movie I watched: shit. um... i don’t... know? i mostly watch shows
Last show I watched: the paradise!
When did I create this blog: well THIS one is three or four years old, the one before that was made in... mid-2000s?
What do I post: wouldn’t you... know that... if you read this..........
What did I last google: mass effect corporations
Other blogs: @masseffect-caps @ocheeva-writes @wind-whistler and some Secret ones you only get to see if i really trust/love you
Do I get asks: sometimes! they’re usually either sweet compliments or anon hate
Why did I choose this URL: because i’m in love with her!!!
Following: like 50-ish? i’m very selective
Followers: like 4-500-ish?
Average hours of sleep: either none or like 12
Lucky number: not really but i need everything to be in multiples of five. everything. settings with a number scale? volume? pixels? timers? taps to correct something that’s wrong? mmmm ocd is fun and if something isn’t a multiple of five the world is going to end.
Instrument: leave me and my music aversion alone
What am I wearing: cute pyjama bottoms w stars, a black tank top, fuzzy pink slippers
Dream job: i wanna make bioware and/or bethesda games heartwrenching again
Favourite Food: fucking pasta anything. i love pasta. i am making pasta right now.
Last book I read: i’m rereading the martian and currently reading the abyss surrounds us (it has LESBIANS and SEA MONSTERS)
3 favorite fandoms: saints row, mass effect, elder scrolls
i’m supposed to tag some people, i forgot to check how many but uhhhh @astrangedoor @yolosmith @loveliezl @dragonslayerprincess @fightingtheache maybe
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WOW it’s a miracle I have been tagged and have actually remembered to play the game!! Moment of silence to observe this momentous day ;)
Thanks to the sweet @studyingraphics for the tag!!
Game rules: answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people (or however many you feel like lol)
LAST:
1. drink: wine :3
2. phone call: my best friend from college!
3. text message: to a good friend about her new boy <3
4. song you listened to: Despacito by Luis Fonsi & Daddy Yankee omgggg. Makes me want to dance and also be fluent en español lol
5. time you cried: eh...earlier this week. Stupid breakup stuff.
HAVE YOU:
6. dated someone twice: Nope!
7. kissed someone and regretted it: Nahh. #NoRagerts
8. been cheated on: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Honestly who knows.
9. lost someone special: Sadly, yes. C’est la vie.
10. been depressed: Yes, unfortunately.
11. gotten drunk and thrown up: Again....unfortunately.
LIST THREE FAVORITE COLORS:
12-14. Navy, maroon, and lavender.
IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU:
15. made new friends: Yes! So many awesome friendships.
16. fallen out of love: Yes, sadly.
17. laughed until you cried: Omg yes, those are the best laughs.
18. found out someone was talking about you: Not that I recall.
19. met someone who changed you: Probably.
20. found out who your friends are: For sure.
21. kissed someone on your facebook list: Welp....he’s not on my facebook list anymore....
GENERAL:
22. how many of your facebook friends do you know: Liiike 99%
23. do you have any pets: Used to have a pupper. She was the greatest pup that ever lived and I’ll never love again WAHHH.
24. do you want to change your name: Not really. I mean, aside from never being called my birth name ever, I’m good haha.
25. what did you do for your last birthday: My boyfriend at the time came up to visit and it was a pretty shitty birthday because we were on the verge of breaking up.
26. what time did you wake up: 4:45 AM
27. what were you doing at midnight last night: Falling asleep to a cheesy chick flick on Netflix (seriously check out Picture Perfect bc Jennifer Aniston is perfection as always)
28. name something you can’t wait for: To visit my little sister in Spain!!
29. when was the last time you saw your mom: About an hour ago loll
30. what is one thing you wish you could change in your life: How much my anxiety controls my life every day. It’s often crippling and sometimes I don’t deal with it very well at all.
31. what are you listening to right now: Nothing except for Despacito playing in my head lmao
32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: Yes I work with two Toms haha.
33. something that is getting on your nerves: Ignorance/racism/sexism/homophobia, etc. etc.
34. most visited websites: Is Instagram considered a website if it’s the app? Well. That.
LOST QUESTIONS:
35. mole/s: I don’t think I have any?
36. mark/s: I have this birthmark on my had that’s almost invisible in winter, but is very dark in summer when I get tan (”tan,” lol). My dad realized it was there when I was like 16 and told me to go wash my hands bc he thought it was dirt.
37. childhood dream: I wanted to grow up to be a vet with a big family.
38. hair color: Mousy brown. Kinda hate it, but too lazy and cautious to do anything with it color-wise
39. long or short hair: Short! Used to have hair down to my butt but short for the last year or so.
40. do you have a crush on someone: When do i NOT have a crush on someone, let’s be honest. I crush hard on everyone lol.
41. what do you like about yourself: My eyes/eyebrows, my brains bc I’m brilliant (shh), my ~bubbly~ personality as described by friends and coworkers.
42. piercings: 5 ear piercings. Wish I had courage for a nose piercing haha.
43. blood type: Not a dang clue and I’m deathly afraid of needles so we ain’t finding out!
44. nickname: Ceej
45. relationship status: Single as a Pringle, in the best way (Pringles are delicious, get over it)
46. zodiac: Libra
47. pronouns: She/her
48. favorite tv show: Friends, probably.
49. tattoos: I wishhhhhhh. I want a sleeve so badly.
50. right or left hand: Right
51. surgery: Unfortunately.
52. hair dyed in different color: Never had it.
53. sport: To play? Softball. To watch? Football or wrestling (I know, judge me. It’s good when it’s real lol)
54. where’s 54 (<--lol this threw me off at first but I’m leaving it)
55. vacation: I don’t know what this is asking lol. Next vacation is Europe YAY!
56. pair of trainers: Huh?? Sure, i’ll take a good lookin’ pair of trainers ;)
MORE GENERAL:
57. eating: Pizza rolls (judge me)
58. drinking: Riesling
59. I’m about to: Get ready for work tomorrow and go the heck to sleep!
60. stop skipping numbers, dear author, it’s cheating (,<-- lol again)
61. waiting for: The sun to go down so I can sleep
62. want: To be over this breakup, to have enough money to not be stressed about paying student loans every month, to be able to travel freely
63. get married: One day, yeah.
64. career: Graphic design!
WHICH IS BETTER:
65. hugs or kisses: Hugs cause you can get them from anyone and they’re so cozy :)
66. lips or eyes: Mmmm both. Eyes though, if I had to choose.
67. shorter or taller: LOL everyone is taller than me.
68. older or younger: Oldr?
69. COME ON IT REALLY IS CHEATING. at this moment is what, 89 questions to answer you lying duck
70. nice arms or nice stomach: Arms.
71. sensitive or loud: Sensitive I guess?
72. hook up or relationship: Relationship. Not into hookups. I get attached way too quickly for that shit lol.
73. troublemaker or hesitant: Depends haha.
HAVE YOU EVER:
74. kissed a stranger: Nope
75. drank hard liquor: Yes ma’am
76. lost glasses/contact lenses: Don’t wear them
77. turned someone down: Lol yes
78. sex in the first date: Noooope
79. broken someone’s heart: Yuuuuup
80. had your heart broken: Unfortunately, but again, that’s life.
81. been arrested: Nope
82. cried when someone died: Too much
83. fallen for a friend: Yup and that’s how all my relationships have started lol
DO YOU BELIEVE IN:
84. yourself: Sometimes. I try to.
85. miracles: Yessm.
86. love at first sight: I don’t think so. I think it could be infatuation, but I think love is a lot deeper and how can you love someone if you literally just laid eyes on them? Idk.
87. santa claus: OBVI one of the best Christmas movies ever ijs.
88. kiss on the first date: Eh. Idk. I’ve never dated a guy that wasn’t a good friend first so idk how to date lololol. But probs not.
89. *coughs* 88 questions
OTHER:
90. current best friend name: Danielle! Best friend for 10 years :)
91. eye color: Green mainly, with blue around the edges.
92. favorite movie: Omg way too many favorite movies. Cinderella Man is the first one that comes to mind. Oh, and Hitch.
Now I’ve done way too much typing so if you see this and want to play along, consider yourself tagged!!
For everyone else, I tag @intellectys @obsidianstudy @notebuddy @anikasprocrastinatingagain @genspen @allydsgn @legallychic @alqariyah @seduloustudy @sassypitbull @xxjammyjamiexx and anyone else who wants to play!!
K love y’all bye :)
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survey thingy
Thank you for tagging me @playboyxniall ! Eight thousand years later, I shall do this! I will tag @neverenoughhoran , @myaimlessuniverse , @superrichlads and @melissas173 .
1 - Who was the last person you texted? Erm, my man friend.
2 - When is your birthday? June 16!
3 - Who do you want to be with right now? Niall, my lil sis.
4 - What sports do you play? Thirsting over Niall. I am a gold medalist.
5 - Who is the first person in your contacts? My co-worker, who quit. I hate.
6 - What is your favorite song as of the moment? Slow Hands, but Rhiannon has been getting some regular playtime.
7 - If you were stranded on an island, who do you wish to be with? Humm. Let me think....who would it be. I don’t know. (Niall)
8 - What do you feel right now? I have the flu. So blech. Also hot/cold/hot/cold/hot/cold.
9 - What chocolate is your favorite? Milk, with almonds.
10 - How many boyfriends/girlfriends did you have? Boyfriends.......god I am old. Let’s see. 11? Maybe 12. I don’t know about the one before last.
11 - Why did you create a Tumblr account? To talk about carpool karaoke with someone.
12- Who is your favorite blogger? Everyone I follow. Good people and I would do anything for literally any of them.
13 - Where do you want to be right now? Cabin in the mountains, again, with Niall.
14 - What do you want to be in the future? Settled.
15 - When was the last time you cried? Why? Yesterday. Cause we had a family scare.
16 - Are you happy? Mmm, trying! You guys help a lot.
17 - Who do you miss? My sister.
18 - If you were given a chance, would you like to have a different life? Yes.
19 - What was the best thing you were given? My parents, they chose well.
20 - Who was the last person who called you? My dad.
21 - What is your favorite dish? Chicken Fried Steak, or enchiladas, or avocado toast with everything bagel salt and a 6-minute egg. YUM.
22 - Who is your best friend? My sister, Ash, Sarah, Mel.
23 - What is your biggest regret? Being a ding dong at the beginning of college and thinking that yes! I can party AND make a 4.0. I would not have had to work so hard to get them grad school grades.
24 - Have you ever cheated on your partner? No.
25- Who do you spend crazy moments with? Always my sister or my crazy best friend from high school. She was wildt. I could have turned out so bad I now realize.
26 - Name someone pretty. You!
27 - Who was the last person you hugged? My dad.
28 - What kind of music do you listen to? Pop, same stuff as Niall listens too, stadium rock from the 80′s, TEXAS country, it’s not regular country, don’t be alarmed.
29 - Are you over your past? Noooo. But trying to not let it affect relationships I have now. Recognizing is half the battle.
30 - Who is the last person in your contacts? Remember questionable boyfriend from before? Number 12?
31 - What kind of person do you want to date? Someone who supports me and calls me out on my bullshit but still loves me anyways.
32 - Do you have troubles sleeping at night? Oh gosh yes.
33 - From whom was the last text message you received? Still texting my man friend.
34 - What do you prefer, jeans or skirt? jeans
35 - How’s your heart? It’s alright, 5 out of 10.
36 - Did you ever have a girlfriend/boyfriend whose name starts with a “J”? Umm, YES.
37 - Do you like someone as of the moment? Mmmm. No.
38 - What would you want to say to your latest ex-boyfriend/ex-girlfriend? I don’t need you to feel better about myself. I am enough.
39 - Do you have any phobias? birds inside, birds in general, being left.
40 - Did you try to change for a person? Never! Sounds like something I would do, but I have always from a young age been of the mindset that if you don’t like me for me, that’s alright move on out then. Unless I have a personality trait that is just awful, like spitefulness, that needs to change with a quickness.
41 - What’s the nicest thing have you given to someone? I tracked down some puzzles that meant alot to my dad when he was a kid on e-bay and gave them to him on his birthday.
42 - Would you go back to your previous relationship? Blech.
43 - Are you in a good or bad mood? I am in a good mood, I am talking to my good friend Mel.
44 - Name someone you can’t live without? My immediate family.
45 - Describe your dream date? Something different, but still casual. Once a guy took me to Shakespeare in the park and packed a little picnic with champagne and meats and cheeses. It was idyllic.
46 - Describe your dream wedding. Courthouse.
47 - How many roses did you receive last Valentine’s? Three.
48 - Have you ever been kissed? Yes! Lol.
49 - How long is your longest relationship? Three and half years, rip.
50 - Do you regret your past? No.
51 - Can you do something stupid for someone else? I would not break the law.
52 - Have you ever cried over someone? Of course.
53 - Do you have a grudge against anyone? No, that’s unhealthy.
54 - Are you a crybaby? No!
55 - Do people praise you for your looks? Never.
56 - Did you fall for someone you shouldn’t? I don’t think so?
57 - Have you ever done something bad but you don’t regret? No. I regret. Yikes.
58 - Do you like getting hurt? No? Lol.
59 - Does anyone hate you? Probably.
60 - Did you slap anyone whose name starts with an “R”? I have never slapped anyone, gotta keep it classy.
61 - What hair color do you prefer? Brunette I suppose.
62 - If you can change anything about yourself, what is it? Just the whole look.
63 - Do you love someone as of the moment? Like my fam, but not boy. Well Niall.
64 - Have you ever thought of killing yourself? Sigh. It was a dark time a while ago.
65 - Do you have issues with somebody in your school? No.
66 - Can you live without the internet? Please, our internet skipped earlier and I wanted to throw things.
67 - What’s the song that reminds you of your special someone? Don’t really equate songs with people, is that weird?
68 - Are you good at holding back your tears? Yes!
69 - Are you a crybaby? answered in question 54??
70 - Have you ever experienced being hysterical? No.
71 - Are you a KPOP fan? No
72 - Do you study hard? I did! It was so worth it y’all. Make good choices.
73 - Have you ever sacrificed something important to you for someone you love? Yes.
74 - Did you ever had a kiss under the moonlight? Yes
75 - Have you ever ridden a boat? Yes
76 - Did you have an accident last year? No!
77 - What kind of person are you? I think I am alright.
78 - Have you ever thought of killing someone? akdsjflaskdjf, sure!
79 - Have you ever been jealous? No.
80 - How can you prove your love to someone? Philosophical dang. I dont’ know, I just try to be the best person I can be, and tell them as many times as I can.
81 - What are you thinking right now? How many channels can play Law and Order marathons in one night.
82 - Who is the 6th person in your contacts? My sister’s ex....now it’s my gyno. Lol.
83 - Do you have any memories you want to erase? Oh GOD, that one time I ran over a turtle in drivers ed then tried to park the car and turned on the windshield wipers in my crushes driveway. He asked me to prom anyway.
84 - Have you been hurt so bad that you can’t find words to explain how you feel? Oh yes.
85 - Did you ever badmouth someone? No, but I do tell the truth.
86 - Have you ever had an argument with someone? Oh yeah.
87 - Do you have trust issues? That is my main issue.
88 - Are you broken-hearted? Yes.
89 - Who’s the person who first comes to your mind when someone mentions “love”? My family. And Neil.
90 - Do you think all the pain is worth it? I - is it though, is it really.
91 - Do you believe in the phrase “If it’s meant to be, it will be”? Oh yes.
92 - Who do you want to marry? Just have to love me and dogs and I am all set.
93 - Do you believe in destiny? No?
94 - Have you ever thought “I already found my soulmate”? Actually yeah.
95 - How do you look right now? Like a flu ridden hobo.
96 - Do you believe that first true love never dies? No!
97 - Have you found your true love? No.
98 - What should you be doing right now? Sleeping, I know Mel.
99 - Name one of your ex-boyfriends/ex-girlfriends. Matt.
100 - Did you ever feel like you’re not good enough? All day every day, with everything. But since I am not trying to end it like that. I love you all and have a good night!
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rules: answer the questions, and then tag 10 followers you want to get to know better
our goshdurn diddly dang lovely gm @onesaltydemon taaaaagged me.
name: alyson
gender: gal.
star sign: capricorn
height: 5′4″ ;n;
age: 28
wallpaper on my phone: oh oh gosh hang on it’s.... ima see if i can link to the art, because it’s a gorgeous pic of shiro aaaaaaa here fjdksal usually i change it up pretty often but i just haven’t bothered to switch it now for a good long while.
hogwarts house: slytherin
ever crush on a teacher: um. hmmm. yeah i guess; in the sense that i thought they looked really really good. not sexually or romantically, but like, enh.
coolest halloween costume: that i’ve worn? or.... what one would be? Okay Miles answered the first version, so i guess I’ll do that too. hmmm. I honestly don’t know; I mostly like pieces from costumes. I like my plague doctor mask i still have from 2016, I like the witch hat i cobbled together from 2017, the old olive medieval dress my mom made for me in 8th grade... the various raven accessories and things from attempts in the past. etc etc. omg, when i was like... idunno 9 or something, i went as pippi longstocking, and to this day i look back on that with fondness.
favourite 90s tv show: holyshitican’tevenremember. mmmm, sailormoon, that 90s spoodermins series a great many of us grew up on, mummies alive, gargoyles, the list goes on and on
last kiss: hahaha
have you ever been stood up: haaaaaaaaahahaha
favourite pair of shoes: my grey good ol faithful boots. that i need to start looking for a replacement for... just in case...
have you ever been to vegas: no
favourite fruit: plums, blackberries.
favourite book: uuuuugh. i don’t even know anymore. i love House of Leaves, and i’m also still reading Smoke Gets In Your Eyes and it’s really good.
stupidest thing you’ve ever done: multiple. multiple things. multiple times. i don’t want to jog down that anxiety path because i’ll be here all day. Plus I’ve manually pushed most of those memories into a barren abyss my mind will hopefully never conjure up again.
all time favourite tv shows: it usually changes but right now? and for a loooong time? adventure time ;u; i also loved the netflix daredevil series, tiger & bunny, one punch man, voltron ;u;, ummmm, both avatar series (especially the last 2 seasons of korra), i’m forgetting so much
last movie you saw in theaters:i honestly don’t know. i haven’t had access to a theatre since.... hmmm. 2013? sooo, either Tintin or Sherlock...
tagging tagging..... this is always the most difficult part for me....... ima tag my sis @kaisamms because i like annoying her and that’s what siblings are for ;u; (no tagging 10 followers noooo i can’t)
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92 truths - i’m pretty sure i’ve done this before but i was tagged by @gameofsassbutts (thank you! <3) and i really wanna do it again. times and truths change, you know.
Rules: Write 92 truths about yourself then tag 25 people
LAST…
[1] drink: glass of water
[2] phone call: mom or dad
[3] text message: to my grandma, last whatsapp message to my sisters
[4] song you listened to: WDL - Monster vs. Angel (feat. Mawe)
[5] time you cried: can’t remember
HAVE YOU EVER…
[6] dated someone twice: really not even once so no
[7] been cheated on: no
[8] kissed someone and regretted it: no
[9] lost someone special: not really
[10] been depressed: not clinically or diagnosed
[11] gotten drunk and thrown up: thank god no
LIST 3 FAVOURITE COLORS:
[12] green!
[13] greys
[14] warm oranges
IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU…
[15] made new friends: yeah, actually. not super close friends but school mates
[16] fallen out of love: mmmm kinda
[17] laughed until you cried: surely
[18] found out someone was talking about you: ?? no
[19] met someone who changed you: i got to know someone who changed me though i met them earlier
[20] found out who your true friends are: i don’t make friends too easily so i think all my friends are my true friends
[21] kissed someone on your facebook list: yea
GENERAL…
[22] how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: i’ve met them all, i think. but.. some of them... i almost wish i hadn’t. oops
[23] do you have any pets: we have one doggo and one cat at my parents’ house
[24] do you want to change your name: nah
[25] what did you do for your last birthday: (yeah i must’ve answered to this before.´, i remember this question.) i was in my intern place at a montessori daycare and brought ice cream for the kids and pie for the adults. then i went to the stable in the afternoon
[26] what time did you wake up: today at 6:40
[27] what were you doing at midnight last night: sleeping
[28] name something you cannot wait for: warm spring days!! this week to be over so i’ve had all my school stuff done!!
[29] when was the last time you saw your mother: yesterday
[30] what is one thing you wish you could change about your life: more money to my parents so they wouldn’t have to stress about it all the time
[31] what are you listening to right now: asmr videos lmao. gentlewhispering’s new video . or if my internet can’t load it, Satellite Stories - Miracle
[32] have you ever talked to a person named tom: nno
[33] something that is getting on your nerves: me procrastinating my school work. and the rash on my hand and neck
[34] most visited website: guess twice. it’s tumblr lmao
[35] elementary: done and
[36] high school: done
[37] college: almost half way there. oh wait how does this school system correlate to european school system? i’m in uni now, anyways
[38] hair color: darkish brown. but i’m gonna dye the ends as soon
[39] long or short hair: i’ve got the best of both worlds. shaved sides and back, longer tuft on the top, to my shoulders
[40] do you have a crush on someone: no
[41] what do you like about yourself: my humour and temper
[42] piercings: ear rings
[43] blood type: don’t know, maybe b
[44] nickname: iitu, but also irppa, ille, irkku,
[45] relationship status: free as a bird in the sky
[46] zodiac sign: taurus
[47] pronouns: she/her
[48] fav tv show: hannibal, spn, fargo, true detective. (i also can’t believe i’ve watched twd for so goddamn long pls end me)
[49] tattoos: not yet
[50] right or left hand: right
FIRST…
[51] surgery: getting my inflamed appendix removed
[52] piercing: ear rings
[53] best friend: a girl from day care
[54] sport: dancing with the girl from day care
[55] vacation: can’t remember, somewhere mediterranean i bet
[56] pair of trainers: ??? who the heck remembers this
RIGHT NOW…
[57] eating: nothing but i’ll go get beef stroganoff after this
[58] drinking: nothing but i’ll go get some water after this
[59] i’m about to: eat and then do school stuff
[60] listening to: a new song from a singer i used to listen all the dang time when i was little. Maija Vilkkumaa - Mä en oo sun ainoo
[61] waiting for: spring and next week, oo my internship starts on monday
[62] want: my stomach to calm the shit down
[63] get married: right now???? to whom?????
[64] career: studying to become a bachelor of social services, maybe daycare teacher once i graduate
WHICH IS BETTER…
[65] hugs or kisses: hugs i guess
[66] lips or eyes: lips, i like never look ppl in the eyes oops
[67] shorter or taller: maybe taller but not too much, but shorter would definitely not be an issue
[68] older or younger: older, but again not too much lmao, and some what younger wouldn’t be an issuea
[70] nice arms or nice stomach: arms *that side eyes emoji*
[71] sensitive or loud: both. both.
[72] hook up or relationship: relationship
[73] troublemaker or hesitant: both. both is good.
HAVE YOU EVER…
[74] kissed a stranger? well it was a first (and only lmao) date so not a complete stranger
[75] drank hard liquor? only some swigs
[76] lost glasses/contact lenses? don’t have ‘em
[77] turned someone down: yeah
[78] sex on first date? nope, but p sure the guy from 74 woulda liked some
[79] broken someone’s heart? don’t think so
[80] had your own heart broken? no
[81] been arrested? nope
[82] cried when someone died? i haven’t lost a person who’d been so important to me, but sure have cried when my dear animals have passed away
[83] fallen for a friend? well she wasn’t my friend at the time but now is
DO YOU BELIEVE IN…
[84] yourself? yeah
[85] miracles? yep
[86] love at first sight? nno
[87] Santa Claus? yes he lives in lapland and i have sat on his lap even though i was scared to death
[88] kiss on the first date? well i have done
[89] angels? no
OTHER…
[90] current best friend’s name: got two; julia & kia
[91] eye color: hazel
[92] favorite movie: i’ll go with django - unchained this time
I tag @atenebrae @not-an-ivy @aregularvoltaire @onesinglepomegranateseed @more-or-less-organised @theacidicfrog @rainbowsandcereal @deansgayangelman @vehement-fallen-angel and if you wanna do this, go ahead. i’ll go eat now!!
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From Easter egg hunts to gift baskets filled with little toys and goodies, Easter is filled to the brim with tradition. It's full of fun but also full of waste and generally unhealthy practices like dying our eggs in toxic chemicals, throwing away dozens of plastic eggs in the trash... and binging on candy coated chocolate robin's eggs (mmmm..... I'm so guilty).
What can we do to change this? How can we make our Easters a little healthier? A little more earth-friendly?
► Buy Local Free-Range Eggs & Produce.
Support a local farmer by buying their fresh eggs and veggies. Small farmers are more likely to grow organic produce and raise their chickens free from tiny cages and crazy growth hormones. Visit your local farmer's market and ask the seller if their goods are organic.
► Dye Easter Eggs Naturally
Ditch the weird chemicals and dye your eggs in natural dyes you can make yourself from fruits, veggies and various plants. Check out "Dyeing Eggs Naturally" by Martha Stewart for a great tutorial. If you're not much of a DIYer, you can buy all-natural egg dye kits HERE.
►Use Alternative Easter "Baskets"
Consider using something that can be used again and again long after the toys and goodies are gone; like tote bags, backpacks, lunch boxes, and even larger toys.
► Fill Baskets with Organic Treats
Buy candies and other Easter treats from eco-friendly brands and companies that use wholesome, natural ingredients and environmentally friendly packaging. Check out Amazon's huge selection of organic candy HERE.
► Do not buy "Easter Pets"
Do NOT buy baby chickens, rabbits or other live animals as Easter gifts if you're not one-hundred percent sure you or your child can commit to caring for them. Animals are NOT toys. They are living beings that need lots of love and attention. Visit a kid-friendly farm instead or buy your child a cute eco-friendly stuffed animal like THESE over at Wild Dill.
► Green Your Easter Dinner
Cook your meals with local organic food and as tempting as it may be, try your best to not use disposable dishes and napkins. If you do find yourself entertaining a huge amount of guests for Easter dinner, there are earth-friendly brands to consider; you can find them HERE.
► Reuse Plastic Eggs Again and Again
Think about how many of those little plastic Easter eggs you buy each year. Now think of how many
your neighbor bought, and all the people in your neighborhood, your city, your state, your country, the world! And what do we do with them when we're done? Toss them. That's a lot of dang plastic that's going to in the trash every year. Reuse plastic eggs for future egg hunts and events and check out this great article, "36 Ways to Upcycle Your Easter Eggs".
► Shop Small for Eco-Friendly Easter Clothes & Toys
Support small, eco friendly businesses by purchasing clothes and gifts from them for Easter. Not only are you supporting the business that sells the items, but you're supporting the artisans that create the goods as well. Many of these artisans live in less fortunate countries and are paid fair wages for their time and effort. This is called "fair trade". The money they make from selling their goods to larger companies can often be enough to not only support their families, but their villages and communities as well.
In the photos featured in this post, my two-year-old daughter Cedar is wearing a gorgeous dress made from hand batiked fabric. The dress is fair trade and was made in Ghana by Global Mamas and sold by Wild Dill.
The tag of the dress was signed by woman who made it!
How do you "green up" your Easter? Tell me all about it in a comment below!
Pin to share please :)
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Tagged by @guil-t-pleasurez !!
Rules: tag 20 people
Name: Tailynn
Nicknames: Rabbit OR Grumble :0c
Age: 14
Gender: cis gal!
Orientation: i usually say im a lesbian but a more accurate description would just be sapphic
Height: 5'7"?? i think????
Book recommendation: i don't read books often ;w;;; maybe 'a corner of the universe' by ann m. martin?? i love that one....
Movie Recommendation: uhhh maybe sing??? it's vvv generic i know but hjnhkhkjbkhnj
Anime Recommendation: oooh uh i don't watch anime??? the best answer i can give you is osomatsu-san bc if i WERE to watch an anime it would be that
Music Recommendation: !!!! okay SO there's crywank, nicole dollanganger, of montreal, modest mouse, red vox, and scythelord!!!!!
Coffee/Tea/Hot Chocolate: hot chocolate!! I cant drink (and dont like) coffee and i dont like tea......
Cats or Dogs: mmmm Both.
Favorite Meme: a. lot of vine memes. too many.
What I Want to Live Long Enough to Witness: any of the previous bands in concert/live ////
Goals for 2018: Survive studying abroad, get an emotional support pet, and finish my dang book!!!
Weird Obsession: does vinesauce n ddlc count?????
Random Fact About Me: mmmmm i ate a poisonous plant once.
How Many Side Blogs: mmmmm 17????
i. dont have enough blogs to tag so!!! just do it if u wonna uwu
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Parenthood: Beach Retreat.6
"Now Erza," Makarov said as he stared into the communication lacrima. "You are a hundred percent certain that everything is going fine on your front?"
"A hundred percent," the swordswoman said as she craftily positioned herself in front of the crystal-like ball, as to not give him a clear view of the chaos going on behind her. "The guild is in tip top-"
"Master!" he heard a yell from somewhere behind the woman that sounded an awful lot like Happy. "Don't listen to her! She's a tyrant! Come-"
"Quiet, Happy," a more hushed voice of Natsu no doubt silenced the Exceed. "If you don't, she might punish us again."
Makarov blinked in surprise as, even with his shoddy hearing, he'd been able to depict what they were saying. Erza sent a glare over her shoulder before looking once more at the lacrima.
"I assure you, Master, that they are overly exaggerating," the woman said. "I merely have…dealt with the indolence that has taken over the guild as of late. That is all. If anything, you should thank me."
It took some more blinking before the man said slowly, "W-Well, I suppose-"
"In short, Master," Erza finished, "I am rather busy here. Things must be attended to. You have taken our main barmaid and, well, Lucy just isn't holding up in her place."
"I'm holding up just fine!" came the yell over Lucy from somewhere in the background.
"She's broke five pitchers the first day," came Happy's retort. "And you don't even wanna know how many beers she spilled-"
"Shut it, cat!"
"As I said, Master," Erza reiterated. "There is much to do. So if that's all-"
"Just," the old man said, "be careful not to do too much harm to the guildhall. Please. I don't know how many times the lot can bounce back."
"Underst-" A loud crash cut her off. "Lucy!"
"It was Happy's fault! He flew into me!"
"Na-ah. She walked into me!"
And then the lacrima went dead. Which, actually, was for the better, as there was a knocking at the old man's bedroom door then.
"Master," he heard Mirajane call out on the other side. "Are you napping?"
"No, my dear," he sighed as he moved to put the lacrima away. "You may come in. I was just speaking with Erza."
"Oh, really?" Swinging the door open then, Mira poked her head in. "And how are things then?"
"Well, considering."
"Considering?"
"That you and I are not there to keep everyone in line. Make sure things stay in order."
With a grin, the woman said simply, "Well, Erza had to get her feet wet eventually."
"Something tells me that this is the most wet they will be getting," he sighed. "Then again, I think we all knew that from the start, didn't we?"
"Hmmm?"
"I hear you and Laxus. Not to mention I've only raised the boy." With the lacrima back in his bag, the elderly man turned to face her. "He's always thought that I was handing the guild over to him. And you haven't helped things by furthering the idea."
"Well, you are, aren't you?"
Makarov didn't say. Only asked, "What was it that you needed then? Hmmm?"
"Nothing really," she said slowly. "Just to make sure you're up. Laxus and the other guys went out to train. I think Lisanna went along. Nate, Pike, and Mace are here though if you wanna help me watch them."
"I suppose I could," he said slowly. "I take it I missed breakfast?"
"Well, yes, but I saved you some, Master," she was quick to say. "Of course."
"Of course," he repeated as he slowly followed her out of the room. "I could have made my own breakfast-"
"Master, you don't even do that at home."
It was true. He didn't. Not anymore. On days that she worked up at the guild, she'd always drop by his house before going to the hall to open, so that she could make him something quick. And days that she was off, well, she still got up around sunrise typically, just to go over there and make sure he had something to eat. The same was true with lunch. And dinner. If she wasn't there to make or bring it to him, she made sure one of her siblings were.
The past few months hadn't been great for the man, if he was going to be honest with himself. Which, at the moment, he wasn't. At all.
"And? I could," he grumbled. "If I wanted."
Mirajane, used to the grumpy side the man had sprouted as of late, only hummed. "Of course, Master."
"I could."
"Of course."
"Treat me like I can't care for myself," he complained. "Who do you think you are?"
"I'm only trying to help."
"You're always only trying to help. Cut it out. I- Careful where you throw that, boy." His attention was shifted onto his grandchildren as, when he and Mirajane got to the living room, he was almost struck by a tennis ball that the boys were playing fetch with the dog with.
"Nathan," Mirajane complained at the sight. "You know better than to throw things in the house. And Ever, you're supposed to be watching them."
"I am watching them," she said from the couch where she was flipping through a magazine. "I'm just not disciplining them."
"This is your friend's house, you know, " the other woman pointed out, but Ever just waved her off.
"G'amps." Pike grinned over from his blocks at the sight of the man. "Play?"
"He's gotta eat breakfast first, baby," Mira said as, at the sight of the other two, Ever saw her opportunity to get out of there and took it. "Then you guys can play."
Pike didn't like this idea and got up to follow the man into the kitchen. Makarov was more than happy to take him while Nathan was more than glad to have him go. Mace was the only other one in the room vying for Mirajane's attention then (the dog had run off to go find that ball) and, well, that was just swell.
Nate felt like making it less of a treasure hunting day and more of a Mirajane day. She was pretty great, after all.
When she came over to him, he just led her right over to his toy cars (Mace was technically playing with those too, but they were actually his cars as Nate hadn't been too into sharing that day) and pulled her down.
"Here, Mommy." He shoved a car in her hand. "You can play with me. Use this car. Okay?"
Grinning, she leaned down to kiss his head before looking over at Mace.
"Did you get new cars?" she asked when she saw an unfamiliar one in his hand. With Nathan, that wouldn't have stood out as the boy had a high number of toy cars. Mace though only had a few (they weren't really his favorite; he just pretended for Nathan) and the bright yellow one in shi hand stood out to her. "Mace?"
"This one," he said, holding it up proudly. "Daddy got it for me when I asked. I like it."
"I do too," she giggled as Nathan only frowned.
"It's okay," the blonde haired boy said. "I guess."
"I think it's more than okay," Mira told her nephew who only giggled. "I think it's great."
Nate didn't agree, but he also didn't wanna start off their play by arguing with Mira. That wouldn't get him anywhere good.
"What do you boys wanna do today?" she asked as both of them got very interested in rolling their cars around on the carpet. "Just this? Or more treasure hunting?"
A day or two had passed and, while running around in pirate's beards had grown tired, searching for that dang treasure hadn't.
Yet. Mirajane figured that it was quickly becoming that way.
"I wanna play cars forever," Nate told her. Mace glanced up with wide, blue eyes at that. Mirajane only shook her head at him to let him know that there was no way that was happening.
For the rest of them, anyhow.
"Mmmm," Mirajane hummed. "I think I want to have a low energy day. Just sit around the house. Okay with you guys?"
Duh. Did Nate not just tell her that they'd be playing cars all day?
Mace though only nodded.
"I wanna build a fort," he told her. "A big fort. Make the whole house a fort!"
Through a chuckle, Mirajane said, "Maybe we can't go that far, but we'll definitely get a fort done today."
Well, they would. Because Laxus returned from the training session before the others, dragging an annoyed Lisanna along with him.
"What's this then?" Mirajane asked with a giggle as they showed up. She'd taken the boys out into the front yard to play tag and, at the sight of her husband, only smiled. "You getting too old, Lax? To keep up with the others? Had to come home early?"
"Ha ha," he said as Lisanna, having a long walk to terms with her fate, only took over with the children, allowing Laxus to grab Mirajane's arm and haul her off back towards the house. "You're so funny, demon."
"What are we doing?"
"We," he said as she took note of just how sweaty and nasty he was, "are going to go take a shower."
"Uh-huh. But why?"
"Because we're going out, demon. You? You could go out how you are right now. Me? Me, I couldn't. And as my wife, if I'm not ready, you're not ready."
"I don't remember that being in the vows."
"Late edition."
"Mmmmm."
"Come on then." He grinned at her, teeth showing through. "I feel like I need a good scrubbin'."
"You do know this isn't our house, right?"
And that got him to stop, just as they entered it. That wouldn't be a problem, really, had they had not been with all the others. Thinking, Laxus said, "We'll lock the door."
"Dragon. Don't be nasty."
Huffing, he dropped her hand. "Well what then, Mira? You expect me to clean myself by myself."
"Well, you are grown."
"Get ready, anyhow," he decided as he set out. "For a day out. With the Thunder God."
"Sounds fancy."
"Not nearly."
He was quick about it, his shower. And when he was finished, he headed to his and Mira's room to get ready.
She was waiting, seated on the edge of the bed while doing so. At the sight of him, she grinned.
"So," she prompted as he headed over to the dresser in the room, where he'd sat a bottle of cologne. "Where are we going? Exactly?"
"Places, demon. Many places. Wherever your weird, demonic heart desires."
"Can we go get ice cream?"
"Sure."
"And we don't have to bring the kids?" She was mostly shocked by that one. "Or anyone?"
"Nope."
"Really?"
"Got it all worked out, woman." Again, she got a toothy grin. "You should know by now that your dragon don't plan things and have them fall through."
"Of course I know. It's your greatest quality."
"That, Mira, would be you."
"Awe."
"Now come on." He went to go offer her his arm, which she took with a giggle. "We got a day to spend together."
This had not been run by Nate. Or Pike. Or Mace for that matter, but he was much more willing because, yeah, he loved Laxus and Mirajane to death, but Lisanna was good too. She was his aunt as well.
But Nate and Pike, well, Lisanna was okay, but she was no Mommy. Not to them anyways.
"No," Nathan said when his mother and father came back out off the house, both dressed then to go out. He was supposed to be running from Mace, who was it, but tag be damned, Laxus was not going to take his mother away. Not that day. Not any day. "You can't. Mommy, no! You were playing. You have to keep playing!"
"Nathan," Lisanna sighed from where she was trying to keep Pike blissfully unaware of what was going on (the boy had horrible separation anxiety). "I don't like it anymore than you do, but-"
"Nate," Mirajane sighed, separating from Laxus to go and gently pat the boy on the head. "You know I love you."
"Then stay."
"But I love Daddy too."
"Gross."
"Nathan-"
"The demon's coming with me, brat," Laxus growled, glaring over at the boy. "And you're gonna stay with Lisanna. Get over it."
"Laxus," Mira groaned as Pike finally started to catch onto what was going on. Without much thought, he plopped right down onto the front lawn and began to sob. "Oh, Pike."
"This," the slayer grumbled at the sight as Mace, left with far too many people to tag (they were everywhere), only stood there in indecision, "is why we should have just left by the backdoor."
"I wouldn't leave without telling them," Mira complained. "I mean, come on, Lax."
"Here, Pike." Going over to his youngest, Laxus lifted him into his arms. "You're gonna go inside, huh? I think I saw Gramps in the kitchen, making a snack. Do you like snacks?"
He liked his mother and father a lot better, but sure.
As Laxus went off to distract the boy with food, Mirajane got busy pretending to play tag with the boys again until he got back. Lisanna, who knew how her sister's children acted when their parents were away, was not looking forward to it in the slightest.
Nathan didn't like it any better either when Laxus came back without Pike and only went to whisk Mirajane away, off on their adventure. Poop. It was pure poop.
Mira didn't even like Laxus as much as she liked him. Of that, Nate was sure.
Still, she just gave him and Mace each a kiss to the head and promised to be home later.
"I'll bring you home a treat," she offered to which Laxus only grunted before patting both boys on the head.
"Behave for your aunt." Then he glanced at Lisanna. "Your other one, I mean. Give this one hell."
Of course.
"Shut up, Laxus," Lisanna complained as Mace giggled and Nate only glared at her.
Don't get the boy wrong; he loved his Aunt Lisanna. A whole bunch.
But did he like her? Heck no.
It was pretty mutual, actually.
As far as he was concerned.
"Let's go now." Mira even waved at the boys before going to grab her husband's arm and be the one dragging him off for once. "See you later. Be good."
But Nate didn't wanna be good. And he only stood there, fuming as he watched them walk down the road and off into the sunset to be happy and without him.
Bah!
At least his doggy loved him…wherever his doggy was.
Huh. Maybe he should look into that.
"Okay," Lisanna said after it was clear the pair was gone. "Boys, did you wanna get back to playing? Or did you wanna go inside and see what Master and Pike are up to? And maybe pawn you off on Evergreen?"
"We wanna play with you." Mace loved Lisanna. A whole lot. And, with a grin, he rushed over to hug her.
"Awe. That's so-"
"You're it!" And then, even though he loved her, Mace took off running as Nate, with a chance to show up Lisanna, did so as well.
"Ha ha." Nate got out of his funk just like that, giggling at the sight of his aunt glaring at them. "No one really loves you, Lisanna."
"Shut up, Nathan."
"No! And come catch me! Bet you can't!"
Ugh. How was it that she was the one without children, yet constantly got stuck watching children?
Honestly?
She felt like Freed or something.
Which was rather ironic, considering at the moment, he felt as if he was being forced into her role. Or at least the one she'd taken over from him. Namely, Freed was on Bickslow duty.
"Did you see? Did you see? Huh?"
And sometimes, that was just like watching young children. If not worse.
"Yes, Bickslow," the man sighed. "I saw you flip off the tree branch."
"It was perfect! Stuck the landing! Didn't I, babies?"
"Yes, Papa," they all cooed. "Yes!"
"Bickslow, please," Freed sighed. "I have tired of watching all your acrobatics. In fact, I tired of them ten years ago. So if you would-"
"Ha!" Elfman rushed over and, to Bickslow's surprise, lifted him up above his head. "You think flips are manly? This is manly!"
"Hey, put me down man," the seith growled. "I order you! Babies, atta- Ow! You guys are hitting me!"
"Watch it," Elfman grumbled as green lasers hit him in his sides. "I'm just proving my manliness!"
"No one was talking about manliness!"
"Ooh," Freed groaned as he only put a hand to his head. "Laxus, in your infinite wisdom, why did you leave me with the two of them?"
Uh, because he and his demon needed alone time. Duh.
There was no calming Elfman and Bickslow back down though. They'd waited all day for Laxus to get gone so that they could finally goof off. There was no amount of Freed's complaining that would put a stop to them.
Recognizing this, Freed easily ditched them and headed back for the house. There was not any part of him that wanted to deal with their tomfoolery. There had to be something at the house that would be better for him than that. Something productive.
"Count to…um…ten, okay? Then come look."
He found that something in the most childlike game ever.
Hide-and-seek.
"There is no way," Freed complained to Mace, "that you will have adequate time to hide by the time I reach that number. Why would you pick such a low time frame?"
Nate only blinked at him. "You're a whiner."
"I am not! I am only saying-"
"Freed, just count," Ever called from wherever she was in the house. "I'm tired of hearing you argue over the rules."
"I'm not arguing, I'm just-"
"Then I'll be it," Mace decided as they stood in one of the halls of the huge place. "So go hide. And don't get lost, Pike."
Oh, he wouldn't. He was gonna follow Nate everywhere he went, like usual.
You know, until the older boy yelled at him and told him to scram, that he was going to get them caught, which would only make his baby brother cry and ruin everything.
The usual.
Lisanna though had taken her leave and had gone down to the beach to spend some time by herself. Out there though, she found that she wasn't alone.
"Here you are," she sighed as she found Mirajane's mutt resting in the sand, panting slightly. "What have you been doing?"
Chasing birds, peeing on rocks, living life to the fullest.
With a giggling, the woman went to take a seat next to the old dog and rub his belly some. He liked that. A lot.
"You're so silly," she said as he wagged his tail some, but didn't move otherwise. Living life to the fullest sometimes meant taking a nice, long rest.
Maybe until the tide came back in and bothered him.
Or until Mirajane called for him to come inside for some food.
Either or.
Whichever happened first.
It was while she was out there, purposely avoiding going back into the house and being dragged into a game of hide-and-seek, that Bickslow showed back up.
"Lissy! What are you doing out here with that beast?"
"You can calm down," she said as he walked down the beach to join her. "He's too tired to bother the babies."
"Still. Memories linger."
"Mmmm. You stink."
"You can't even smell me yet."
"Yeah. Yet." Pointing as he came ever closer, she said, "Go rinse off in the ocean before you come over here."
"Lisanna-"
"It's the only way."
"But I'm in my gear!"
"Take it off."
He pushed up his visor. "Hey now, what exactly are you-"
"Down to your boxers, dummy."
"What if I'm not wear-"
"Bickslow."
"Fine," he groaned as he began first with shedding his cloak. "But I'll have you know that you don't always smell that great either."
"Offense."
"Truth."
Only once he was laying there in his skivvies, soaked to the bone and Mohawk looking a wreck did Lisanna allow him to sit with her.
"Mmmm. I think we should leave Fairy Tail."
"Oh yeah?" He didn't lift his head from where it was resting in the sand, the water causing it all to stick to his limbs. "And do what?"
"Bum it. Out on the beach."
"Babe, if you couldn't deal with my stench a minute ago, you try livin' on a beach for a few days and then come talk to me."
Frowning down at him, she asked, "Did you just call me babe?"
"That might have left my lips, yes. Or completely awesome ruler of my life. One or the other."
"Not sure how the two could be confused, but sure."
Opening his eyes then and turning his head to the side, he said, "I'd have to stock up first."
"On?"
"Hair gel. That stuff ain't cheap, babe."
"There you go again."
"I meant supreme ruler of the world."
"Uh-huh."
Grinning at her, he resisted to stick his tongue out, if only to avoid getting a mouth full of sand in it. "Leavin' Fairy Tail's a tad harsh though, yeah? And for such a worthless cause. I dunno… Maybe pretend to take jobs and actually be out there bummin' it instead?"
"Sounds like a plan."
"And go home to Mirajane and Laxus when we get tired of it and let them take care of us for a bit?"
"I assumed that was implied, so of course."
He snickered then as his babies took to resting in different spots. From in the sand, to on his back, and on Lisanna's lap, they had a lot to choose from.
"I still wanna find some fireworks, you know," he told her. "And your stupid brother won't let me play billiards without him and it ain't fair."
"Why's that a problem?"
"Because I can't beat him!"
"I don't think you understand what fairness is."
"And I think you don't understand how little I care."
For a minute they had a stare off and Lisanna had a flash of that past fear she had, when the two first began hanging out, back when they were just friends. She always worried that he might try to, like, take her over or something. It was part of the thrill, really, of staring into his eyes. Though it had died down a ton, it never really went away.
Because Bickslow was fun with her. He was playful. And sure, a lot of the time, when they were alone, they were a bit stoned, but he was still, at his core, downright brutal. She'd seen him in battle. He took no prisoners. Only souls.
"Fine," he groaned as he broke first, just for her. Looking off, he said, "I'll keep playing your brother and losing. If that's what you want."
"That's not exactly it, but I appreciate the effort."
"I try."
"I know."
Shutting his eyes and mouth once more, Bickslow thought for a moment or two before asking, "Did Laxus tell you what he and Mira would be doing today? I mean, it's still super early. What could they possibly do all day?"
"Why do you wanna talk about them? I mean, come on, surely our lives are more exciting than that," she insisted. "To spend it talking about my sister and her husband is just…odd. Right? I think. We used to talk about a lotta other stuff."
Kinda. He mostly just used to listen to her bitch about life and she'd pretend to be entertained by his views of the world. But if that counted, sure.
"We've grown up, Lissy," he told her. "We've changed."
"We have not changed."
"Have too."
"Have not."
"Grown stagnant."
"Gross."
"It's true."
"Is not."
"Just face it."
"I refuse."
"You don't get that option sometimes."
"Well, how do we reverse it then?"
"Mmmm…" Pushing up then, he stared over at her. "What's the most immature thing you could think of doing right now?"
She tilted her head up at the sky and thought. "Um…fighting incessantly over something stupid and then screaming that we hate each other, not talking for a week, and then having nonstop sex sounds like something we used to do."
"Lissy, I think you confused us with your brother and Ever."
"Oh yeah." Then she shrugged, looking back down at him. "Well, they're pretty immature on a regular basis and that's like their main shtick these days."
"Meh. It's not so immature now as it's just old and boring,," he pointed out. "Plus, I don't know if you know this, but going without you for a week kinda puts a damper on my whole mood."
"I thought you were the dark brooding knight anyhow?"
"Dark," he complained. "I have never said anything about brooding."
"Uh-huh."
"Anyhow, I just don't think that fits us."
"We could go crash Laxus and Mirajane's date," she offered. "I swear we used to do that all the time."
"Again, not us. That was Freed."
"Oh yeah."
"You just block out all of the things that we do together, kid, or-"
"Oh, I know." She shook her head in annoyance that she hadn't realized it before. "Duh. We used to just get drunk at the bar or your apartment and then sleep it off until you had a job or I had to work or even just blow those off."
"Mmmm." He nodded. "That totally sounds like us."
"And completely immature."
"Completely."
"Sometimes we'd smoke too."
"Yeah, you got me in major trouble with that from the boss a few times."
"And go camping. A lot."
"I think we were trying to find ourselves or some bull like us."
"No, I think we mostly just did it to piss my sister off."
"Again, that was you."
"Or, oh, I know, I could complain about Laxus and how much he's ruining my life-"
"And I could capitalize on it by getting tons and tons of sex out of it while hardly listening to you anyhow."
They grinned at one another then.
"That," Lisanna agreed. "Definitely sounds like the old us."
"The immature us."
"Which we're totally not now."
"Nope."
"I mean, now we divide our time between babysitting-"
"Totally not immature."
"-and searching for fireworks."
"Again, not immature."
"And fine, a lot of smoking and drinking-"
"But not so much that it impedes on normal life."
"No way."
"My body's getting too old for that."
"And it's not even worth it now that it doesn't freak Mirajane out."
"So it's settled then?"
"Yep."
Again, they just stared at one another.
"Uh, Lissy-"
"Hmmm?"
"What did we just settle on again?"
"W-Well…I guess to go out and drink and smoke and complain about life or something."
"And sex. Lots of sex."
"To get under my sister's skin."
"And bother Laxus."
"And…that sounds really dumb now."
Nodding, he slowly sunk back into the sand.
"I wasn't going to say it if you weren't."
"And a lot of work."
"Loads."
"Mmmm." With a loud, longing sigh, Lisanna said, "I think I like being mature."
"Refined."
"It has a nice feeling to it, doesn't it?"
"Less devious."
"Tons."
"And a lot less getting my ass chewed out by the boss."
"Mmmm."
"So," he started. "You cool with just laying around here for a bit and doing nothing?"
Giving the dog a pat, she said, "Definitely. I mean, what idiot suggested doing something else?"
"Have no idea."
"Completely asinine."
Again, silence fell over them, the sound of the waves and a few distant birds mingling in with the dog's snores, Bickslow's soft breathing, and Lisanna's humming which had hints of each of the five dolls own sounds as they tried to mimic her. It only lasted a few minutes though before Bickslow ventured to speak again.
"But we're still getting the fireworks eventually…right?"
"Of course."
"And…drinking? And smoking? Right?"
"Just not to crazy levels."
"Oh, right, duh."
"I mean, what do we look like? Mirajane and Laxus? Ancient?"
"Just wanted to be sure."
"The day we don't want to find fireworks and set them off for our own amusement is a day I don't want to meet."
Grinning, he finally let his tongue fall and got a good taste of that sand. Around it, he got out, "Me neither."
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