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Rating: General Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: F/M, F/F Fandoms: Legacies, Charmed, Asphyxia Characters: Lizzie Saltzman ( @geminislegacy ), William Halliwell ( @ofindcmitability ), (mentioned) Hope Mikaelson ( @chosenlonely ), (mentioned) Landon Kirby ( @frcmashes ). Additional Tags: #thisisomseangstyshit #depressing themes #love confession #different sort #really sad??? #gooey #emotional #hurt/comfort #angst #emo #umayhateustbh Language: English

lizzie saltzman

the adrenaline and energy she has previously channeled into keeping hope steady on her feet has officially burned out. she knew she had to be the strong one, the pillar, the one with a smile and an optimistic view ( an inheritance from her mother, perhaps ), but this can't last forever. when she left hope's room, without the hair straightener but with a ton of other issues in her pocket, she felt like an exhausted battery. but, most importantly, she felt a pungent taste in her mouth. it's no coincidence her immediate desire was to seek will out. perhaps for comfort, perhaps for an easing of her conscience ( he has to know this ; he has to ). she has a key now, so she ventures to his place before he gets there ( it's not the first time ). it's not a long wait, but it's enough to leave her alone with her thoughts for a while, just sitting on the edge of the bed and staring into the airy nether. the sound of the door reels her back into reality ( and she realizes only then how deep has ponder has been ). " hey, " she greets, rubbing her palms along the jeans donning her knees. a pause, as she considers her options. she decides that a) she definitely wants to talk about it ( say the things she couldn't tell hope because it would only break her more ) and b) that, once again, will deserves to know. but ... she doesn't want to do it the direct way, like she's ripping a band aid off. " busy day? "

william halliwell

they didn't typically plan plan dates. sometimes, if it was something special, they did. typically, however, they'd run into each other and decide to do something. whether it was netflix and chill, or netflix and chill. they'd go for walks, she would cook and he would watch--- he'd draw her sometimes ( not too often, and he hadn't yet to show her-- not ready ). but yeah, lizzie and him had an endless list of things to do together and will always enjoyed them. always enjoyed her. it was funny how they could talk for hours straight and how the words meant so much. she was the second person to make him feel more, the second person to give meaning to him, to give feelings tangled with the name of william flynn halliwell. and now there were more. harlow, claudia, landon, even hope ( though there was still distance between the two ). he'd been happy when she graciously accepted the key, but he hadn't expected to find her in his room ( their room, a voice in his head spoke ). "hey..." he took in her state because-- well, he knew her well. "you okay?" a question he knew the answer to before being spoken, though he didn't know the how or why. oh uh, busy day. "not really. just... magic school. same shitheads as usual." the preppies, the gangbangers, and the loners ( and yes, will was one of the loners ).

lizzie saltzman

she stands up the moment he greets back, her own dour mood faltering in favor of a very small lift at the corner of her lips. it's a small yet meaningful comfort to know she doesn't even need to say anything. he reads right through her, as she reads through him. " long day, " she utters, dragging her feet over to him and enveloping her arms around his torso. " aren't you one of those shitheads? " it's a loving jest, mumbled as she rests her head into his shoulder. she lets herself bask in this brief comfort as she examines the word options in her head, how to go about this. in the end, she decides to just let it flow. " something happened today. " she pauses, unsure of whether to mention the croatoan too. she decides might as well. " some monster attacked hope and i. " she pulls her head back, hands loosely resting against his arms instead. " you spill your greatest secrets or you die, i guess. " she filters the reveal through her mind before, brows knitting as the realization ( still puzzling ) hits her again. how ... flabbergasting it is. " hope ... is in love with me. "

william halliwell

he lets out a small chortle are that. yes, he is one of those shitheads. however for different reasons then the previous listed. he was a shithead because, somehow, he was lucky and had gotten everything he ever could wish for and things he couldn't even have believed in his arms. a arm slid around her shoulder as her head curled perfectly into him, and he was holding his very own world right in his arms. "that's descriptive." he jested at her, trying to lighten the mood just a bit despite the demeanor of hers that spoke volumes without the words. "are you guys okay?" concern lit in his chest, he pulled away from her to get a better look at her. her face, her skin, no scars, no pain. a hand traveled to her cheek and he had to repeat. "you're okay?" needed the confirmation. "and hope too--- she's okay?" he didn't know hope too well, not in the way he knew lizzie and landon. but, he wanted to. she was clearly important to them both. it mattered. "greatest secret... ?" that was a bit ominous. oh. his mind processed such information, a wheel usually turning now disjointed and short circuiting. "landon." he said, and maybe it wasn't right that was his first thought but will couldn't help it. he didn't know much of what to feel, he didn't know how lizzie felt ( and honestly, he was scared to. how was he supposed to compete with a hero when he was practically the epitome of a villain ? ). "i thought hope was with--- i thought she loved--" lots of thoughts, so many questions. "are you-- are you okay?" he asked, back to his intial train of thought before the reveal. "how do you... how do you feel?"

lizzie saltzman

there is a small sigh that pushes past her lips as his hand reaches her cheek and she recognizes that scouring look all too well. it's a content sigh, really, because, yes, she can handle herself well enough and she can definitely handle malivore monster of the week #53 ( if it was malivore related ). but ... the concern is nice. being that cared about is so very nice. " we're both okay. don't worry about it. " there is a lift of a small smile, a bit of a cheeky attempt to it, as her fingers slide into his hand on her cheek and wrap around it in a reassuring grip. " only hope's door suffered damage. " she's usually much better at lightning the mood, she knows ; but it's hard now, with her emotional weariness and all. her gaze is glued to his face as she awaits the reaction, drinking in every single shift and twitch. he seems confused. of course he does. ( she's in parts still confused herself. ) " pretty sure she still very much loves landon too. " pretty sure. they didn't specifically talk about that, but ... she knows. her glance dips, mouth opening and closing as she searches the right answer. there is no right one, she decides. " i feel like ... i could nap for a few days. " shoulders square in a shrug of faux nonchalance and when she finds his eyes again, she feels more confident. " i don't feel the same way, if that's what you're wondering. " which ... he must be. " i just know she's -- she's my best friend, and she's hurting, and obviously i'll never, you know ... " a sigh, heavier. " ... give her what she needs. "

william halliwell

"i'm glad." the words fell from his lips and he meant them, he would continue to mean them despite what was coming abroad. he liked her smile, even if it was the small kind. the only expression he disliked upon her was when she red eyed and tear stained. but even then, the tears made her eyes clear and lucid. the puffiness was cute. he was sure thinking that was a bit of a bad thing, but he meant it in the best of ways. the grip she held was something reaffirming. it was strong, it was something he held onto because he did, he believed in her with every last bit of his heart. a small chuckle at such words. "i'm sure you guys could fix it, badass witches and all." well, tribrid and siphoner but close enough ( he wondered, just how did he come to know of this world so well when he hadn't known what a siphoner even was mere months ago? ).. a slow nod of his head as she spoke of hope loving landon as well. "that's..." there wasn't much of a word for it. it may have been easier for landon if she didn't still love him. that way it would be easier to depart, to look anew or cut ties. maybe it'd hurt his best friend a little less ( did he even know yet?? ). he wondered, if perhaps, his attention should lay in different details. if, maybe, he should be more focused on the one affected that stood right before him. who was gripping his hand to remind him that she was there ( yet still, she felt so far away ). it was like... that feeling when you've sat for hours and finally get up. except, it was his jaw. his jaw, curving into a smile despite the change of everything only moments prior. "i've done that before." though, it wasn't the best thing for him. it was when he just... couldn't do it. when thing became too tough, and suddenly eating and moving and being a person felt like too much. it hadn't occurred in quite a long time. it was something that happened in period when wyatt initially saved him. it was the first time, in a long time, the idea felt so appealing. "it was." he said and the words felt too still. he felt cold, like snow slumbering on his skin. he wondered if he looked as pale as he felt. he wanted to ask more, he wanted to hear more explanation. there should of been relief in his chest but all he could think was if you don't now, when will you?. she loves him, he knows she loves him but--- but. her reassurance felt dull upon his ears. this was stupid. not hope's feelings, those were valid. but the fact her words fell upon dim ears. that as she expressed them he felt like they were wrong. she had the option of hope and she remained with him?? it didn't feel right. ( it was funny how confidence could be shattered so swiftly ). "and you're..." his throat felt dry. "you're positive... " that you won't fall for her? that you can't? that i'm enough?

lizzie saltzman

maybe it's too much to hope that the air around them could remain just the way it is. odd, and a bit awkward and tense, but tranquil nonetheless, like there is a nonchalance to it all, like it's not a big deal. to her, it isn't. to them, it shouldn't be. her greatest concern is how hope will go on, hope landon will feel about this, whether or not SHE will end up being the reason why the two of them fall apart and hope ends up alone and with nothing. there is a small furrow in her brow when he says he's done that before ( she wonders, for a forsaken, terrible moment, if he slept for days on end after she rescued him from that pit of torture ) and then when he confirms the obvious: he did wonder what her feelings were. she expected it, she truly did, though she doesn't know what to expect beyond that. she finds that this unknown is gripping her chest and twisting it in its fist, like she's awaiting for a vase tipped on the edge of a table to fall and break. she doesn't even know why, but as she looks at him, stares at him, with a care and intensity she never looks at anyone else, she feels like she can't breathe. and not even in the good way, the way he sucks oxygen out of her lungs when he kisses her, or tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, or tells her she's beautiful. he looks ... wrong. and, suddenly, she feels pangs of anxiety buzzing and whirring. .he's doubting her. the way he speaks, the way he can't even finish the sentences. there's a look in his eye she hasn't seen in a while and yet, here it is, with her being the summoner of it. when she swallows, there's such a big lump in her throat it almost hurts. " do you really think i could? " not would. could. her voice is small, resigned. resigned to this being the utter truth. her arms come to brace at her own frame, like she's feeling a cold sweep through her bones. she feels like she could cry. but it's fine. she's just emotionally worn out. ( it's not helping that she was right, after all. maybe she hasn't been enough. maybe she hasn't proven well enough just how much she loves him. he's right to be unsure. he is. ) " will-- " the pause is only so she doesn't end up choked up by tears again. it's how she communicates best. but maybe she needs to work on words more. " will, if you're ever gone-- " a horrible thought already and she feels herself overwhelmed by it alone. " --i don't know if i could ever love someone again. do you ... do you think i could do that while you're still here? " this one betrays her. it betrays the hurt and the almost offense she feels at the suggestion.

william halliwell

they weren't broken. it wasn't--- there were no strong to be shattered so easily. but, what had been perfect sculpted glass now had cracks. and it may have been her who spoke the words that changed their atmosphere but it was him who took that hammer and made them, he knew. cracks that he never thought would be possible for them, now were aligned in his very heart. it was scary to wonder if you were going to shatter.. he hadn't slept willingly for days since lizzie came into his life. even when he was bedridden he didn't sleep, he thought, he watched and he dreamed. he thought of how he endured all that pain and his rescue was miraculous. he watched tv, suggested tv shows from lizzie and feel better movies. and he dreamed of his she held his hand, of how she cried with relief, how the feelings they didn't even understand were burning at the surface and ready to hit the brim. she stares at him and he found himself waiting for the oh. i mean... or the actually- even the i'm sorry, will.. maybe he couldn't trust that she'd be his choice ( because truly, how could anyone want him when he was so tarnished and damaged? ) but he did trust she'd be gentle about it when she put him down. ( put him down, like they referred to the death of an animal. put him down, the heartbreak of william halliwell. ) he wondered if they'd remain feeling that same static between their heartbeats even if the futures hidden behind their eyes were different ones.. it wasn't even accusation. at least, he didn't think so. "i don't think..." he struggled with those correct words that didn't exist. "i just... " eyes connected to hers. "i don't think you'd ever purposely hurt me. and i don't think hope would hurt landon but-" a deep breath. "you can't help what you feel and she- no, i--" how could he explain how he felt when the emotions felt like they were going to drown him? "i don't think you would hurt me on purpose, but i think--- maybe you should. if hope is an option and you feel--" he felt sick saying this. "lizzie, she is so much better then me." the words were dreadful but he meant them. she spoke, and he listened. and her words felt like heavy gasket to his stomach. RELIEF strut itself over him, like he'd been biting down breath and suddenly he could BREATHE again. it was simple, but not so simple. it was a lot of things, frankly. all too much at once, if he had to admit. it'd been quite a bit since he felt himself so emotional in the worst of ways. with her form, all her radiant beauty, being blurred behind the water gathering in his eyes. they weren't running, they wouldn't fall, but his eyes were glassy with them. with sweet relief enveloping in such a warm of embrace. "i'd want you to," maybe not the right words, but whenever did he say the right thing? "i want you to be happy, lizzie. so bad. with me or without me--- " and then it cut, a small laugh despite the rawness of his emotions. "preferably with me, if you still want me." because, he knew. he knew. he'd always want her.

lizzie saltzmanYesterday at 9:05 PM

she doesn't like it when he can't muster the right words. she doesn't like it when there is something imbued with fear anywhere in him: in his voice, in his eyes, in his demeanor. she remembers that time at the library, between the flames of a ring of fire, when she saw the first glimpses of dread in his eyes, brimming with tears she couldn't quite understand back then. they were her driving force to go through hell and back to get him back. because, outside of wanting him back, she wanted him happy. as simply as that. because happiness made itself into a luxury for him, it seemed. he starts to string words together and she feels like she's waiting for a storm to come hit her. much to her shame, perhaps, when he talks about hope and landon, she finds it that she doesn't care. not in this moment, be it damned to hell. she and will are wavering. for the first time in so long. she can only care for so much at once. she even finds herself impatient for him to get to his point. because there is one, she knows. and looks like she was right. if hope is an option. a breath quite literally hitches in her throat, arms unfolding and falling by her sides in pure and raw shock, unhelped by the continuation that follows. " are you-- are you kidding me?! " yes, she's angry. angry because she doesn't understand. because he seems to be blind to himself, enough to get him to push her into hope's arms ( for a bliss fabricated in his own mind apparently ). .she's angry because he doesn't see himself the way she sees him. " maybe i should what? give it a shot? " the fact that he can't say this himself only proves he doesn't entirely want this either. ( screw you to hell, william halliwell. ) " she's not better than you for me. " this time, it's calmer. spoken with a shaken head. in mellow heartbreak -- for him. " no one is. why can't you just see that? " she moves just slightly closer, taking his cheeks in her hands and running her gaze along the creases of his face with so much adoration still. " everything i've learned ... i've learned from you, will. about bravery, about sacrifice, about how to do the right thing, even if it costs you. about honesty, about bettering yourself, about strength. about love. " her thumbs stroke at his skin and she lets a smile on, at least, tearful because she is, oh, so sad. that he feels this way. " i didn't know what love is until i've seen a dumb boy throw himself to the wolves to bring me out of the fire. it wasn't hope who did all of this. or anyone else. it was you. you might not be a hero, but you're my hero. " a sigh, her eyes shutting tenderly as she reaches her forehead against his. " you saved me in so many ways, will. of course i still want you. i'll always want you. mind, body, soul. you're my fiance. " she pulls back just slightly, just enough to find his eyes again. " my future husband. i want to marry you and have a family with you more than i've ever wanted anything. i love you. "

william halliwell

he didn't have a death wish. he didn't. it something he's considered more, not wishing for death but the fact that maybe it was there. before ultimately, he decided, no, he did not. it was more like... there were so many better then him, so many who deserved life more then he did. he didn't have a death wish, he just knew there were so many others who deserved better then him. and in that better came LIFE, happiness, things he struggled with feeling he deserved. then there was lizzie. the person who changed everything. slammed down his walls and shattered his protection from the world. she made him happy, and it was so easy to be swept up and away with it that he forgot to think about if he deserved it or not. even now, he struggled to know. he knew what landon, wyatt, claudia, lizzie herself, they'd all say the same thing. and as much as she meant to him, those reassurances would always feel false. and it was something he didn't know how to fight. she was angry, rightfully so frankly. usually anger looked sexy on her. in this moment though, it filled him with shame. "i don't know." his tone was hollow, unsure. he didn't know what to think, to think about. "weigh your options?" the wrong words, ever again. yet the words he continued with. "lizzie, she's better then--- and maybe you don't realize that now but you will, someday. and i'd rather..." he'd rather get that heartbreak out of the way now, if he could. rather then three months down the line when she remembered he was xion and she was, literally in all senses of the word, hope.. "it's not for you." no, it was. wasn't it? he was confusing himself. "i just mean-" what did he mean? "yes," because she was right. "for you. for anyone." a swallow, choking on his own pain and hurt because she had to come first. "i mean that she could probably make you happier, safer, then i ever could. the first thing you told me about hope, she's a hero. and i-" so many things he could say, instead he cut the words off. "i'm sorry." because he was hurting her, because he was hurting himself, because all of this hurt so fucking much. it rippled, without control. and will hated it, frankly. the lack of control. a tremble in his hands as he wretched it from her grasp and to cover his face that was swollen red. fuck he hated to be seen like this, hated her seeing him like this. "i'm sorry. he repeated again and didn't even know for which part. then she spoke, and somehow he was able to listen. her thumb stroked his cheek and he wanted nothing more then to melt into such touch. let that feeling fall upon him for eternity. she spoke about him and he couldn't help but feel like she was talking about someone else. she saw him in a way he couldn't see himself and will didn't know how to feel about that. it was scary. maybe because she believed it, or maybe because just maybe it was true.. you're my hero. those words like embers to his heart, and giving it heat and warmth and FIRE to make him feel alive. "you're the one who rescued me, remember?" it was a joke, but also not. lizzie rescued him from his father but from more. she burned down all those icy walls he had and made him into who he was today. she left a brand upon his heart in such way that everything he was today, in this moment, and forever more-- it would be stapled by lizzie saltzman. their foreheads met and his stilted breath finally drew even. “we save each other,” he continued. “we’re a team. you and me.” they were, and maybe it wasn't the most fitting word but it felt right to him. it brought him back to that night, when they first kissed. when there were fireworks in his very soul. he felt choked up as she continued, but in a way that wasn’t too bad. a way that was kind of excellent. “i love you too. with every bit of my heart, soul and being. it’s you, lizzie. it’lll always be you.”

lizzie saltzman

despite the fact that she's feeling the anger in her bones, not subsiding and actually growing, she doesn't let it implode over. she can't be properly angry at him ; it's not fair. it's hypocritical. because, truth be told, looking at him, she finds some sort of a mirror, with a crooked reflection contorted in the claws of dark insecurities. a broken mirror. the reason that rage doesn't take root, not truly, is because she finds that----- she understands. and when he's on the brink like this, she refuses to push him over. " will, " she begins, jaw tensing in an attempt to keep her own steadiness, voice firm but not unkind, " i love you. but you don't think for me. you have no idea what the hell i'm gonna do someday. only i do. " and she's made it abundantly clear what that future looks like for her. ( she knows it's hard for him to swallow that, though. she does. they're chased by the same monster. ) " and you don't get to tell me what makes me happy. she's not better than you. i tried getting close to her years ago and she kept pushing me away so much until i just gave up and realized it would never work. it never would. i'm tired of being pushed away and having to leave with the fear that someone is going to run off at the smallest obstacle. " a pause. a consideration. she decides to continue. ." like you are right now. " ouch. her chest feels heavy and she finds herself gathering poignant tears in her eyes. not really because she's hurt ( she is, but not that much ), but because she looks at him, sees him so disheveled, and realizes she hasn't been able to soothe him. that she's failed him. he almost feels rambling, another pattern she knows all too well. his hands move to his face, he looks like he's crumbling and she finds that there is a lone tear that slips down her cheek. " it's okay, " she assures, reaches again, moves his hands away because she doesn't want to shy away from him even when consumed by his demons. " it's okay, i understand. " a flash of a smile, soft but full of a deep sadness. " i never feel like i'm enough. " a quiet admittance, because she knows how he probably feels about that. ( they go back and forth between their own troubles. mirrors, once again. ) " i always think you deserve better than the crazy girl in shambles that everyone pushes away. because you have so much to give and i never know if i manage to give it back. " you're the one who rescued me. her smile grows more sincere at that, as her thumb strokes over the back of his hand. " we save each other, " she repeats, like a mantra. their foreheads touching, her heartbeat racing, she still feels hot in the cheeks from the springing tears. " you're so much more than what you think you are, will. " she said it once, almost eons again. she's saying it again. with even MORE belief that it's entirely true.

william halliwell

on an objective level, emotions are a weakness to be exploited. will had been trained to be nothing but a weapon, and weapons aren’t supposed to feel. on an objective level, he knows this. on a deeper, more primal level that he didn’t think died so much as never existed in the first place, he has always been a broken blade from the day he was born. "i know." he said and he meant it, despite the quiver of his boy. despite the way he was shaking in a way that made him burn for hatred of his weakness. weakness, he was so sure would be the end of him. was this the end of him? "i'm not--" was he running? he didn't mean to run, but what if that was what he was doing? will didn't know enough, emotions so confusing. he wasn't so used to dealing with so many complex ones, not until lizzie waltzed into his life so simply and without remorse (a lack of remorse they both shared). "am i running?" he asked her and he hoped, he hoped she would know. because he didn't. oh. so yes, he was running. he was pushing. he hadn't meant to. it had felt like the right thing, still did. it made logical sense frankly. hope was better for her. logic. yet his heart ripped at the idea of being without lizzie in his life. shattered at the notion of not seeing her smile, or hearing her laugh, or watching the way she could be so daring and bold and vulnerable and so many things in one blonde bombshell.. he made her cry. such recognized action, he caused that. he brought her pain. "liz..." he began, unsure and confused. not knowing what to say, what to do to make right something that had no definition of the word. it'd been easier to cover his face, cover himself from her seeing his weakness and vulnerability. a new kind she never had to face before, now right before her eyes ( and she didn't run, not like he had ). her hands felt warm to his touch. in spar with the tears, his eyes were clear. still watery, but clear. and he couldn't help it, the look of utter flabbergast crossing his face as she expressed such words. "how could you ever think that?" he asked such question and meant such words with every bit of his very being. how could she think that? "lizzie, all i have to give is me and i--" he wasn't much. just a wreck of broken bones and scars in the form of a person. "you've given me more then i ever thought i could want." he professed. "you gave me," he tried to think of the right words that wouldn't sound mushy and out came- "landon. a laugh because this was a bit funny, admittedly. "i wouldn't be friends with him, if it wasn't for you. i wouldn't have ever been on a date, or fought geese, or--" a pause. "lizzie, without you. i wouldn't be the person i am. you gave me me." he didn't know if that even made sense, but the words felt right enough. his thumb bridles through her soft hair, holding onto her like a lifeline. she said those words, and it was FUNNY*. he believed her.

lizzie saltzman

he's asking her. there is such a genuine air to his question that it takes her aback for a brief moment. the fact that he has to ask a question like this, that it expresses something as upsetting as it offers. she has to consider that maybe, maybe, his lines truly are blurred. she's still angry that he's putting thoughts ( and feelings ) in her head, that he conjures a what if that is as false as it gets. but ... she can't fault him. she really can't. " i don't know. " it's an unhelpful, quiet answer. but it's truthful. she doesn't know if it's running, but it's ... something. she feels he's putting a shield up, which means there's distance, which means he's pushing her away. " i know you're not staying. " that's basically all she knows. " i know i want you to fight for me, not to shove me into someone's arms because-- " she huffs in an attempt to find words. " --because you think you know better. you don't. i just want you. " it's as simple as that. .her eyes squeeze shut briefly, head dipping with a sigh. she knows he doesn't understand how she sees herself this way, just how she doesn't understand him in the same position. it's a vicious cycle. ( maybe they'll defeat it one day. ) but still, her gaze rises again, mellow and almost expectant. she knows he has a counterargument readied ; he always does. she an't say she expects this extent, though. her chest swells with a burst of emotion as he talks. you gave me me, he says ; and she relates. he probably has no idea how he took her pieces and built her whole again. " you're an idiot. " spoken with a defeated sigh ( slipped through an attempted, weak chortle ). " all you have to give is you? that's all i want. " it's more than enough ; it's smothering and electrifying. warm and comforting. vibrant and familiar. her hand journeys to the back of his head, threading through his hair as she drinks him in, warm and peaceful - all things considered. " you won't be able to pry me off you with a thousand men, william halliwell. you'll always have my heart. all of it. "

william halliwell

he waits for an answer and anxiety thrums on his skin like mosquitoes on a hot summer day. she doesn't know. and he's not disappointed in her, but rather himself for putting such a question on her shoulders. being so unable to be proper and know, hated himself for being just as he was. nothing more, nothing less, he wished he could be more. he wished he wasn't so lost. it was like a crowning in his throat, struggling to hold onto a steady rhyme of breath as she continued. "i just want you happy." he didn't mean to push, didn't want to push. but he struggled to see the world where he made her happy ( and he didn't think about the fact that that was the world in which they lived already ). "i've always been an idiot." no, he hasn't. well, also, he has. just in different ways from the present. an idiot child who didn't know right from wrong, an idiot boy who didn't know how to make a friend, and an idiot boyfriend who looked at his girlfriend choosing him and thought, for some reason, she was wrong. ( still, even now. he knew himself to be an idiot. except this time, he kept those arguments away. as much as they popped into his head, he looked into lizzie's gaze and he knew. he knew they were wrong ). another tear bled from his eyes and this time it was one of relief. comfort eclipsing his being at her words pounding into his heart, staining like paint. "thank you." the words he spoke never felt like the right words but they were the ones chosen nonetheless. if only she knew the value each promise meant, no. he had a strange feeling, she knew. he didn't kiss her, but rather he leaned forward and rested his head upon her shoulder. maybe he should have asked, permission with words or with gaze. but, he didn't think too much. he just... moved. falling into the safety of lizzie saltzman and unable to regret it.

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billyscamar0 · 7 years

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hello friends! i was tagged by @harringtonwife in both of these lovely ask memes. thanks doll i love u <3 IM GONNA DO THEM BOTH AT ONCE.

name: Nikki

gender: female

star sign: sagittarius

height: 5′4

sexuality: straight

wallpaper: dacre montgomery and his fucking eyelashes, god damn

ever had a crush on a teacher: no thank god

where do you see yourself in 10 years: *crosses fingers* hopefully not broke lmao

if you could be anywhere rn where would you be: ITALY. ALWAYS ITALY. venice is my home

coolest halloween costume: ezio auditore da firenze from assassin’s creed II shit yeah

fav 90′s show: courage the cowardly dog yeet

last kiss: YIKIES its been awhile, holla @ my insane ex who would write songs about decapitation and murder

fav book: hmm, the heroin diaries by nikki sixx or the thief lord by cornerlia funke

been stood up: a l l the time

been to las vegas: damn, no

fav fruit: blueberries!

fav pair of shoes: i love this pair of white adidas i just got. otherwise probably...i used to wear 1 red and 1 black all star all the time. lmaooo

stupidest thing ever done: jesus this is a long list. i honestly don’t know if i can narrow it down. sooooo many things in high school. maybe like the actual dumbest thing i ever did was wander around the city at 3 am with nothing on me but a pack of cigarettes and a bag of literal lettuce when i was like 13. don’t ask me wtf because i can’t even explain that one

GENERAL

how many people on tumblr do you know in real life?: on this blog - two. on my others like 3 or 4.

do you want to change your name?: nah im golden

what time did you wake up this morning?: 7:30

what were you doing last night?: work, and then i played the game of thrones telltale game lmao

is there something you can’t wait for?: the next time i can go to italy.

what’ getting on your nerves right now?: all of my bullshit irl friends who keep repeatedly blowing me off and not giving a shit for me, luv u all x

do you have a crush?: no but i have a love of my life - jimmy from my moms work

what do you like about yourself?: uh, not a whole lot. like maybe i can be funny sometimes

WANTS

kids?: i hate kids, but maybe it’s different if they’re your own. idk. maybe. in general i really don’t like them and i feel i’d be a terrible parent so probably not lmao

married?: maybe, i wish i could tell for sure that someone would never leave me lolol

career?: I used to want to be a marching band instructor (lol) but now maybe im thinking whatever gets me enough money to be able to travel abroad

LASTS

drink?: dark mocha frappuccino from starbucks, classy

meal?: a skillet from dennys

phone call?: i almost never answer the phone, probably my grandparents lmao

text?: “I bought a $30 scratch off, im gonna be a millionaire” to my friend

song listened to?: wind of change - bee gees JUDGE ME

cried?: a few days ago but i almost did yesterday because i was listening to a symphonic movement that was so beautiful, judge me again LMAO

IN THE PAST YEAR HAVE YOU…

made a new friend?: YES! ABSOLUTELY AND I AM BLESSED.

fallen out of it?: fallen out of what? friendship? if so, yes. sadly.

met someone who changed you?: not really

found out who your true friends are?: i think i already knew, but them being shitty just reaffirms what i already knew

found out someone was talking about you?: yes lolol

NOW

eating?: air

drinking?: dark mocha frappuccino

listening to?: um, wind of change - bee gees lol, still

i’m about to?: go to fucking work

lips or eyes?: eyes

hugs or kisses?: hugs

nose or neck kisses?: both lmao

shorter or taller?: taller

older or younger?: older for sure, i guess it doesn’t matter so much as long as they’re 1. legal and 2. don’t have the maturity level of a fucking 12 year old

hook up or relationship?: relationship

HAVE YOU EVER

kissed a stranger?: no

drank liquor?: yeah

lost glasses?: dont wear ‘em 8)

sex on first date?: uh, what do u call the first date lmaooo

broken someones heart?: yes and i actually feel bad about those times still to this day

been arrested?: nope

turned someone down?: yikes yes

developed a crush on a friend?: uh, sort of. i feel like became friends with a crush is a better way to put it

dated someone 2x?: nope

been cheated on?: no

kissed someone and regretted it?: yes :x

lost someone special?: yes

been depressed?: c o n s t a n t l y, aw boo hoo me

been drunk & thrown up?: yes lmao

talked to someone with the same name as you?: one of my best friends legally changed her name to be the same as my name, so yes, i fucking have and it still fucking makes me angry to this day!!!! lol!!!!!

DO YOU BELIEVE…

in yourself?: um, no. lmao it sounds really emo but not at all

miracles?: i feel like i’d say no but surviving an extremely terrible car accident says otherwise. maybe someone is watching out for me

love at first sight?: does that mean im in love with dacre montgomery

heaven?: i’m not really religious, but you know, maybe i do believe in it

santa?: lmao nah

witchcraft?: maybe not witchcraft but like sketchy unexplained shit as a broad category, shit yeah

THANK YOU AGAIN FOR THE TAG, YOU ARE A BLESSED SOULLLL

#ask meme #replies #shut the fuck up

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1-102??

1. favorite season?fall2. prettiest thing u own?a ring made out of sea glass holy shit it's beautiful 3. do u prefer to be outside or inside?outside 4. furthest ever traveled?to France5. what’s your aesthetic in 3 words?emo, grunge, dreamy6 favorite gemstone?garnet7 best thing about yourself, in your opinionI'm creative. I paint and draw and I play piano and guitar. I also write. 8 best thing about yourself, in other’s opinionyou'd have to ask them9 what’s your weirdest fear?pigeons10 weirdest dream you’ve ever had?that my grandma was trying to kidnap me at a barbecue 11 go-to hiding placecloset 12 favorite place in your housemy room13 earliest memorykissing a boy in pre school14 do you believe in ghosts?y e s 15 favorite sea creature?mermaids16 cold showers or hot baths?hot bath17 satin or lace?Satin18 gold or silver?silver19 hoops or pearl earrings?pearl earrings20 aesthetic songw/o u by GEMS21 top 5 songs(not in order)1.cherry by Lana del rey2.and I love her by Kurt cobain3.heaven knows I'm miserable now by the smiths4.die for you by The Weeknd5.young god by halsey22 favorite time of the day?2 am23 favorite part of your body?I don't have one??24 do you drink alcohol?only on special occasions with family but no 25 dream job from when u were a kiddoctor 26 messy or clean?clean27 tea or coffee?vanilla chai latte 28 favorite book“pride and prejudice” by Jane Austen. It's a classic guys29 zodiac sign?Capricorn 30 extrovert or introvert?ambivert31 celebrity crush?Robert Pattinson 32 early bird or night owl?night owl33 do you believe in love at first sight?yes34 favorite book quoteI have a lot but:“The mark of the immature man is that he wants to die nobly for a cause. The mark of a mature man is that he wants to live humbly for one.”35 three wishes you have To fall in love, to be happy, to live how I want 36 do you believe in magic?Yes37 do you believe in soulmates?Absolutely38 zoo or aquarium?None. If you're at a zoo, a tiger could kill you. At an aquarium, a shark could kill you. 39 cats or dogs?Both?40 how many languages do you speak?Technically three41 how has your life changed from last year?I only associate myself with people who make me happy. 42 why do you have your name/url?Juno is a nickname. I went through a phase where all I ate was kale. And I love the moon. 43 do you keep secrets? how well?Yes. Very as long as it's not hurting anyone. 44 favorite animalDeer45 what is love to you?Being able to be yourself around someone and they love you just for that. 46 future children name?Maybe Sage or Elizabeth for a girl. Mason or Damon for a boy. 47 favorite colorGrey48 favorite movie“The Breakfast Club”49 cuddles or kisses?Both man50 if you could have any person in the world over for dinner, who would be?Lana Del Rey. She's so smart and deep. 51 someone to bring back from the deadKurt Cobain52 lipstick or lipgloss?Lipgloss53 are you street smart or book smart?Book smart. Definitely. 54 your biggest strengthI can read emotions and motivations well 55 favorite sportFootball56 favorite drink?Blue raspberry slushies57 favorite winter activitySleeping 58 last time you went abroadA week ago59 favorite dessertApple pie 60 favorite artistFrida Kahlo61 favorite singer/bandI can't choose one. Top three: Nirvana, Lana Del Rey, and Panic! At The Disco62 favorite dancing song“Cherry bomb” by the runaways63 favorite crying song“Terrence Loves You” by Lana Del Rey64 do you wear glasses?no65 first thing you do when you wake upCheck the time 66 how long do u usually sleep for?between 3 to 10 hours 67 one thing you lost and you want backMy dignity 68 biggest fearDying69 favorite carnival rideRollercoaster. Especially the ones in Coney Island, New York. (Which I live near!!)70 do u have birthmarks or scars?a ton 71 favorite childhood memoryWalking home from school with my dad. We would sing a song we made up. 72 what do u think about during a storm?Getting struck by lightning 73 one word to describe your life?gay 74 craziest thing ever doneDitched class and hung out in the bathroom. I'm a rebel, kids 75 do u have piercings or tattoos?Two piercings76 favorite flowerWhite roses77 do u have any pets?no 78 describe your stylegrunge79 choose one thing to change about yourselfI wish my eyes were lighter 80 do u play any musical instruments?piano and guitar81 if your life was a movie would it be a comedy, a rom-com, action film or drama?action 82 do u prefer dark, dramatic makeup or natural makeup?no makeup 83 favorite perfumeI don't wear any84 biggest fandomemo 85 favorite YouTuber(s)Shane Dawson 86 OTPjally or ryden 87 country, state where you were bornUSA in New York88 your parent’s nameAisha and Kas89 favorite snackhot cheetos90 pasta or pizzapasta91 pen or pencilpen92 blue or black inkblack93 paper books or electronic books? Paper94 history or geography? History95 pastel or neonpastel97 soap or body washthose are the same???98 conditioner, no conditioner, or 2 in 1 shampoo & conditionershampoo and conditioner. I have curly hair. 99 singing in the shower or notalways 100 listen to music while bathing or silencemusic 101 blow dry, towel dry, or air dry your hairair dry102 morning or night showers?Both

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do all of them

this took me so long

1. Who was the last person you held hands with?

dio

2. Are you outgoing or shy?

more outgoing? but not at first

3. Who are you looking forward to seeing?

dio

4. Are you easy to get along with?

so i’ve been told

5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you?

oh def lol

6. What kind of people are you attracted to?

girls

7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now?

“relationship” lol yes

8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind?

my soulmate bryant… gonna be doing a tennis tournament in socal

9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable?

if it’s guys talking yeah, otherwise nah

10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with?

ummmmm probably you?

11. What does the most recent text that you sent say?

I lov u

12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now?

love in color - taeyeon, i blame on you - taeyeon, bambi - jidenna, talking to the moon - kream, foldin clothes - j cole

13. Do you like it when people play with your hair?

if i like them yea!!!

14. Do you believe in luck and miracles?

luck idk… but miracles yea it’s a miracle that my girl likes me back lol

15. What good thing happened this summer?

:000 i don’t remember this past summer at ALL

16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?

UMMmmM OFC not to be cheesy but i literally wrote a song about slow kisses with her afsghfkj

17. Do you think there is life on other planets?

yess

18. Do you still talk to your first crush?

who even was my first crush? probs some girl at church so no

19. Do you like bubble baths?

I haven’t had a bubble bath in years but probably

20. Do you like your neighbors?

idk my neighbours…………. one of them is the ex-fire chief of oakland which is cool i guess

21. What are your bad habits?

procrastination, staying up late, singing 24/7, not finishing drinks and leaving cups without washing them

22. Where would you like to travel?

I was thinking about studying abroad for a summer in college… we’ll see

23. Do you have trust issues?

i don’t trust myself

24. Favorite part of your daily routine?

talking to dio

25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with?

my fingers are hella short so i cant play instruments as well as i’d like :(((

26. What do you do when you wake up?

go back to sleep

27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker?

neither

28. Who are you most comfortable around?

dio

29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up?

no..

30. Do you ever want to get married?

umm mayb? for the benefits i guess. if dio wants to

31. If your hair long enough for a pony tail?

nooo i just cut it hecka short

32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with?

none?

33. Spell your name with your chin.

pzagtgtik

34. Do you play sports? What sports?

taekwondo… fun fact i used to play basketball.. yea…. all 5 feet and ~1 inch of me

35. Would you rather live without TV or music?

TV!!!! i dont watch tv anyway

36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them?

i liked you lmao

37. What do you say during awkward silences?

…

38. Describe your dream girl/guy?

about 5′6″… brown eyes… brown hair that has these hypnotizing curly strands that frame her face… has this strong leader aura that u can kinda tell so ppl rly admire her but she doesn’t even realize…. amazing at soccer, competitive… but SO SOFT…. amazing hilarious storyteller… so intelligent and aware and always striving to better herself!! BEAUTIFUL IN SO MANY WAYS i mean i am actually so lucky so maybe i do believe in luck.. anyway that’s my dream girl… name is dio and she’s mine

39. What are your favorite stores to shop in?

thrift town? i dont rly like shopping

40. What do you want to do after high school?

go to college… probably ucsb actually…. parentals want me to go to davis more tho

41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?

if u mess up a boba order yea; if ur sm ent making amber miserable no

42. If you’re being extremely quiet what does it mean?

im sleeping or being emo

43. Do you smile at strangers?

sometimes i return that flat-line grimace/smile that white ppl give poc in passing bc now that it’s been pointed out to me i can’t unsee it

44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean?

bottom of the ocean is terrifying,, let’s do it

45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning?

the fact that i get to see dio

46. What are you paranoid about?

nothing

47. Have you ever been high?

perchance

48. Have you ever been drunk?

mayhaps

49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about?

i don’t think so

50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore?

purple

51. Ever wished you were someone else?

nop

52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself?

my ineptitude at public speaking

53. Favourite makeup brand?

idk makeup

54. Favourite store?

farmer joe’s lol

55. Favourite blog?

@peachylook

56. Favourite colour?

orange!

57. Favourite food?

korean

58. Last thing you ate?

boba

59. First thing you ate this morning?

oyako donburi

60. Ever won a competition? For what?

I won a poetry competition one time and also a musical chairs game

61. Been suspended/expelled? For what?

nop

62. Been arrested? For what?

nop

63. Ever been in love?

oh man i’m so in love it’s embarrassing

64. Tell us the story of your first kiss?

LMAO i’ll pass

65. Are you hungry right now?

nah

66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends?

some

67. Facebook or Twitter?

uhh twitter produces good memes sometimes so i guess twitter

68. Twitter or Tumblr?

this trash site

69. Are you watching tv right now?

70. Names of your bestfriends?

dio, bryant, clara

71. Craving something? What?

cranberry juice

72. What colour are your towels?

pink/white

72. How many pillows do you sleep with?

one

73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?

74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have?

like 20

75. Favourite animal?

doggos/cats

76. What colour is your underwear?

red

77. Chocolate or Vanilla?

chocolate

78. Favourite ice cream flavour?

mint chocolate chip

79. What colour shirt are you wearing?

white/orange

80. What colour pants?

black

81. Favourite tv show?

fresh off the boat

82. Favourite movie?

currently moana

83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2?

havent watched either

84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street?

85. Favourite character from Mean Girls?

86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo?

crush

87. First person you talked to today?

my dad?

88. Last person you talked to today?

dio

89. Name a person you hate?

*******

90. Name a person you love?

dio

91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now?

tr*mp

92. In a fight with someone?

93. How many sweatpants do you have?

like 5

94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have?

like 6

95. Last movie you watched?

the shack

96. Favourite actress?

lee sunbin the loml

97. Favourite actor?

???

98. Do you tan a lot?

i dont wear short clothes enough

99. Have any pets?

noooo :’((

100. How are you feeling?

sad bc my girl is sad

101. Do you type fast?

yea

102. Do you regret anything from your past?

oh man so many

103. Can you spell well?

w e l l

104. Do you miss anyone from your past?

yea

105. Ever been to a bonfire party?

106. Ever broken someone’s heart?

i don’t …. maybe??? presumptuous of me to say

107. Have you ever been on a horse?

108. What should you be doing?

homework

109. Is something irritating you right now?

the fact that it had to rain this sunday of all days

110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt?

@ dio

111. Do you have trust issues?

trusting my memory wasnt this already a question

112. Who was the last person you cried in front of?

dio

113. What was your childhood nickname?

…patti?

114. Have you ever been out of your province/state?

i was born out of it lmao

115. Do you play the Wii?

the first and only console i have ever owned

116. Are you listening to music right now?

117. Do you like chicken noodle soup?

yes

118. Do you like Chinese food?

yes

119. Favourite book?

whoa idk

120. Are you afraid of the dark?

only if i’m walking in it outside alone

121. Are you mean?

yes i’m p average

122. Is cheating ever okay?

communal cheating in high school hell yea #finesseTheSystem

123. Can you keep white shoes clean?

124. Do you believe in love at first sight?

not rly

125. Do you believe in true love?

i believe in soulmates

126. Are you currently bored?

127. What makes you happy?

dio, music, good food, games

128. Would you change your name?

yea

129. What your zodiac sign?

pisces

130. Do you like subway?

does BART count

131. Your bestfriend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?

i should hope he likes me… we’re soulmates. and we’re both gay as hell

132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?

?????

133. Favourite lyrics right now?

taeyeon’s i blame on you and love in color!!!!!!

134. Can you count to one million?

i cant count my blessings how am i supposed to count to a million

135. Dumbest lie you ever told?

i liked boys LOL

136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed?

closed

137. How tall are you?

5′1″

138. Curly or Straight hair?

curly

139. Brunette or Blonde?

brown/black hair

140. Summer or Winter?

summer

141. Night or Day?

night

142. Favourite month?

march idk

143. Are you a vegetarian?

144. Dark, milk or white chocolate?

dark

145. Tea or Coffee?

tea

146. Was today a good day?

it was a day

147. Mars or Snickers?

snickers

148. What’s your favourite quote?

“I’m cool as a motherfuck.” - my old man gov teacher

149. Do you believe in ghosts?

not rly

150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page?

“If colour was not a straightforward matter in these racial categories, neither was fixity and immutability.”

#answers #skaipio

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paizthemaiz · 7 years

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DIG A LITTLE DEEPER.

Q: Do you prefer writing with a black or blue pen?

A: Black because we were forced to write in blue ink in my crappy primary school.

Q: Would you prefer to live in the city or the country? A: City. I need to be close to a McDonald. Plus vintage cafes and movie dates add to my aesthetic.

Q: If you could learn a new skill, what would it be? A: To play Guitar. I really like how it sounds.

Q: Do you drink your tea or coffee with sugar? A: I hate tea! (Probably because I'm an Indian girl who has to make tea for every Tom, Dick and Harry that appears) I drink my coffee with 1 and a half teaspoons of sugar. I pretend I don't mind the bitterness of coffee, I really like sweet and creamy coffee.

Q: What was your favourite book as a child? A: "The Chronicles of Ancient Darkness" by Michelle Paver. It sounds "super emo", but it's not. It is a book series and remains as some of my favourite books.

Q: Do you prefer baths or showers? A: If I want to wash, then I prefer to have a shower. For relaxing purposes, soaking is amazing; yet I'm bound to mundane and Indian "bucket baths".

Q: If you could be any mythical creature, which would you choose? A: A werewolf; because enhanced human abilities and becoming my favourite animal sounds awesome. I'm not thinking too much into the decision, like if I can control the ability and if I get a mate.

Q: Do you prefer reading paper or electronic books? A: Definitely paper. I lose interest when I'm reading books online, plus I love the smell, feel and look of books.

Q: What is your favourite item of clothing? A: My "DC Flash" hoodie, because it's my first and only piece of superhero merchandise.

Q: Do you like your name? Would you ever change it? A: My name is Paige. I hated it when I was small because of the lame teasing that occurred. I love it now. Even if there's fifty white with the name in my high school. And all the Indian aunties think I'm Christian because I don't have a Tamil name.

Q: Who is your mentor? A: TBD. Maybe subconsciously I already have one, but no one carries the title.

Q: Would you ever want to be famous? A: I think everybody does, at one point or another. Fame = Money + Hot guys. But then again... I am just thinking of the pros.

Q: Are you a restless sleeper? A: Yes. It's one of the reasons I prefer to sleep alone. I'm lucky if I fall alseep after tossing for an hour.

Q: Do you consider yourself a romantic? A: One half is a romantic but the other half is so damn realistic. The realistic side shuts down the romantic side most of the time.

Q: Which element best represents you? A: I think water because I go with the flow. Or maybe Earth because I'm brown. I don't know.

Q: Who do you want to be closer to? A: Serious answer: no one comes to mind. Funny answer: Jeon "Golden Maknae" Jungkook <3

Q: Do you miss someone at the moment? A: Not really.

Q: Tell us about an early childhood memory. A: I remember when I was little my mum used to stay at home with me. The flat we used to stay at had a yellow tiled kitchen floor. I remember "walking" my toy dog around the kitchen as my mum let in our maid through the backdoor.

Q: What is the strangest thing you've eaten? A: When I was small my crazy religious aunt fed me and my brother iguana curry. Some Indians believe it makes you strong or some crap like that. I was 2 and he was 8. She passed it off as chicken curry and never told my mum until 14 years later.

Q: What can you see outside your bedroom window? A: Half of my front yard and the car gate.

Q: What are you most thankful for? A: My parents and the life they provide for me. I know it could be a lot worst and it isn't because of them.

Q: Do you like spicy food? A: Firstly, I'm Indian so I use the word "karo". And I do like it on occasion but not everyday.

Q: Have you ever met someone famous? A: A South African duo called "LCNVL". I don't know if that counts.

Q:Do you keep a diary or journal? A: I've tried to...

Q: Do you prefer to use pen or pencil? A: Pencil. You can erase mistakes and I somehow write neater in pencil.

Q: What is your star sign? A: Leo.

Q: Do you like your cereal soggy or crunchy? A: What kind of question is that? Of course I like it crunchy... Are there actually people who like it soggy?

Q: What would you want your legacy to be? A: No clue.

Q: Do you like reading? What was the last thing you read? A: Yup. I'm currently re-reading the whole Harry Potter series for the 3rd time. So the "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone".

Q: How do you show someone you love them? A: Loving savagery, a lot of skin ship and a few meaningful gestures.

Q: Do you like ice in your drinks? A: No. It makes it watery.

Q: What are you afraid of? A: Lizards. Heights. The future.

Q: What is your favourite scent? A: Vanilla. My mum. Waffles.

Q: Do you address older people buy their first name or last name? A: If it's an Indian person outside of school, I call them either auntie or uncle. Other wise it's mostly Sir or Ma'am, and the occasion surname.

Q: If money was not a factor, how would you live your life? A: I'd live in another country. Anywhere but America and South Africa. I'd probably move to either South Korean, Canada, or the UK.

Q: Do you prefer swimming in a pool or the ocean? A: A pool. The ocean scares me a little. I hate being pulled under water.

Q: What would you do if you found $50 on the ground? A: Due to the current exchange rate, that would be R695.46. I would put that money towards me going abroad after high school.

Q: Have you ever seen a shooting star? Did you make a wish? A: Nope. If I did, I wouldn't have made a wish because I don't believe that it will come true.

Q: What is one thing you would want to teach your children? A: "The first thought that pops into your mind is what you have been conditioned to think. Your second thought is who you really are as a person." And that shooting stars are just the cigarettes butts angels throw away before God catches they smoking.

Q: If you had to have a tattoo, where would it be and what would it be? A: I would get the outline of a stag on the inside of my forearm.

Q: What do you hear right now? A: I have my ear phones in right now. I hear the sweet, sweet voices of my favourite band: BTS.

Q: Where do you feel safest? A: With my mother or in my bed.

Q: What is the one thing you want to overcome/conquer? A: My anxiety.

Q: If you could travel back to any era, which would you choose? A: I don't know if this is an era or not, but I so want to be a viking.

Q: What is your most used emoji? A: The crying laughing face.

Q: What is your favourite season? Why? A: Winter. No bugs or lizards. You can get warm when it's cold, but what do you do when it's too hot? Peel off your skin? And my birthday is in winter (10 Aug 2000)

Q: How would you spend your ideal day? A: Being in South Korean or some European country just walking around and soaking in the atmosphere. Reading in a cafe while drinking coffee. Just not being here.

Q: Describe yourself in one word. A: Poor-sighted

Q: What do you regret most? A: Sucking my thumb when I was growing up.

Q: Invent your own word. What does it mean? A: Kute - The position you most feel comfortable when lying in bed.

#no one cares #just wanted to share #about me #ok #bye

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