#really loose concept and this is just me procrastinating but kind of funny i thought

[humans-are-tasty]

[takadasaiko]

Compromises (a Veronica Mars one shot)

FFN II AO3

Summary: Logan has been in limbo since returning from deployment, spending every night at Veronica's, but never actually moving in. When he starts looking at buying a place of his own, both he and Veronica find themselves having to answer the tough question: what do they really want?

This particular story was requested via a prompt from @elby3000 : "I want to take a shower so you should probably join me. It’ll save water." 

Yeah.... it kind grew beyond that, but there are definitely shower shenanigans involved :P

Compromises

The sun was streaming in through the bedroom window, pulling Veronica reluctantly from the ease of sleep. It was Saturday. And early. Too early for the sun to be peeking in and waking her up. She rolled over with a frustrated sound, fully intending on putting her back to the offending ball of light, wrapping an arm around her boyfriend, and falling immediately back to sleep.

Only she found an empty space where Logan had slept the night before. That's right. She forgot. Apparently the Navy has managed to train his ability to sleep the day away right out of him. He'd likely already been up for hours if the cool sheets on his side of the bed were anything to go by. Awake and productive like a real, functioning adult. It was still a concept she was wrapping her mind around some days.

Veronica yawned and stretched as long as her body could reach. She supposed she should try being a functioning adult too, even if she was getting a later start. She should go get curtains. That would keep that sun out.

After another few moments of procrastination she finally rolled off the bed, bare feet hitting the carpet of the bedroom floor and she sauntered tiredly towards what smelled like breakfast. Okay. She could get used to Adult Logan. Especially if Adult Logan was cooking breakfast for her.

"I smell bacon!" she announced over the sizzling as she rounded out of the bedroom and into the hall.

She found him leaning on the counter opposite the stove and scrolling through something on his laptop. He turned at the sound of her voice, that lopsided smile of his tugging into place. "Did it call to you?"

"It did. Loudly and flavourfully."

He quirked an eyebrow at that. "It called flavourfully, huh?"

She smacked him on the arm playfully and his grin returned. "Tell me there's coffee already made. Then I'll start making sense."

He twisted around to flip the bacon. "It's been in the pot for a couple of —" She grabbed the pot and poured the dark coffee into a fresh mug. "Okay. Don't say I didn't warn you," he finished.

Veronica made a face at the burnt coffee, but he didn't seem to notice, his attention re-focused on his laptop. She poured the remains out into the sink and started a new pot. "What's got your attention this morning?"

"Looking at apartments," he said, turning the computer so she could see.

"For that price tag, we call those condos," Veronica answered as she peered at the very nice layout with an address not too far from there. Funny what a few miles up the beach changed. Gotta love Neptune.

Logan huffed a laugh and turned back to the bacon. He fished it out of the grease and onto a paper towel to pat it dry, then dumped a couple of eggs in the scramble.

"You thinking about having some lady friends over that you don't want me to know about?" she teased as she stole one of the barely-cooling pieces of bacon.

"Oh yeah. Definitely. Rave parties every night, wild bingers. Like college all over again."

"Or high school."

He made a noncommittal sound as he stirred the eggs and shrugged. "I need to get my stuff out of Dick's place."

"Why?" Right after Logan had gotten home from deployment Dick had told him that he needed the guest house that he rented from him for another friend coming into town. Logan had talked about getting a place then, but Veronica had just signed the lease where she was and had roped him into helping her move in. One night led to the next and it wasn't like he would have been sleeping at his old place anyway. Somewhere along the way he'd moved anything that would have gotten in Dick's buddy's way into one of Dick's many guest rooms in the main house and still used that as his home address for any official paperwork.

He dumped the eggs out onto a plate for her. "Apparently his dad's selling the place."

"Did you ever have a lease when you were in the guesthouse? If so, he can't just kick you out, even if he sells it."

"We don't. It's not a big deal. I should have done this after I got back. I've just been putting it off."

It was strange. Logan hadn't moved in, per se, and she wasn't sure she even wanted to start in on what it would take to contemplate it officially being their place versus her place that he slept over at, but she did know that she liked having him there. It was nice - comforting, even - to have him so close after they'd been away from each other so long. She'd gotten used to it faster than she ever thought she could. It was one thing if he just had a room or a guest house he rented from his best friend - a crash pad, really, for between deployments - but if he had his own place, what was that going to do? Would he suddenly want to start sleeping over there rather than here, remembering how much more he enjoyed his million dollar condo on the beach lifestyle versus her rent controlled three story walk-up on the beach? He'd have room for his weights and his surfboards, and all the other things still stored at Dick's place. Then what? Veronica's little apartment would gather dust while his neighbors gave her that look 09'ers gave to the riffraff that stumbled in where they didn't belong. That was his world, not hers and she —

"Veronica?"

The spiraling slammed to a halt as Logan's voice cut through. She blinked hard.

"Coffee's ready."

"Yep," she answered automatically.

"You okay?"

"Yep."

"So do you want to?"

Oh. He'd asked her a question. Shit. "Want to….?" she prompted hesitantly as she poured the fresh coffee into the mug. That smelled glorious. She might actually be able string coherent sentences together with that stuff.

"Go with me to check a few out today," he said in a tone that clearly meant he was repeating the question.

"Oh," Veronica manages, finding that clever gaze of his fixed on her expectantly. She took a long sip of scalding coffee and a deep breath. "What I want-" she set it down on the counter and moved forward, her fingers dancing around the hem of his pajama bottoms and up under his t-shirt, nails scraping lightly against bare skin and she saw him draw in a sharp breath - "is to take a shower. You should probably join me. You know, save water?"

"I think I could get behind that," he answered, his voice low and amusement dancing in his eyes as he ducked down, catching her in a kiss. Veronica felt his arms go around her waist and a muffled laugh escaped her as he hauled her off her feet. She shifted, arms around his neck and legs around his middle as he started back towards the bathroom, the list of available condos left forgotten on his laptop.

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Several weeks later Logan finally managed to convince her to go with him to check out what he was still determined to call an apartment rather than a condo. The building wasn't technically a high-rise building, sitting at five stories tall with a separate garage rather than street parking. You needed a fob to get past the gates and there was an elevator up to the floor with the specific unit he was looking at. Logan was not nearly as amused as Veronica was with herself when she asked - in a quality 09'er impression that she had perfected years before - where the doorman was and why they'd have to fob themselves in. What if her hands were full of all the clothes that daddy's money had bought her? She thought she saw Logan roll his eyes at that one.

The condo was beautiful, even if she wouldn't admit it. The floor-to-ceiling windows reminded her of the guesthouse at Dick's that he'd stayed at, but this one looked down over the ocean instead of on level with it. There were two and a half bedrooms, two bathrooms - the one attached to the master bedroom making her just a little bit jealous with its deep soaking tub - a massive kitchen, and a deck that looked out on the ocean as well.

"Do I even want to know how much something like this costs?" she asked, joining him on the deck where he was leaned against the railing, taking in the view. He liked it. She could tell he liked it.

"Do you?"

Veronica loosed a long, loud, dramatic sigh. "Yeah. Hit me."

"Just under two."

"Two what?"

"Million."

She nearly choked on her own breath. "A month?"

That finally broke the love affair gaze he had going on with the waves rolling in and he turned to look at her, laughing. "A month? Seriously? I know I threw money around when we were younger, but hell, Veronica." He turned back to the view. "No, overall. Might be over with taxes."

"Oh," she managed. "You want to buy it."

"Yeah."

"Why?"

"Why not? It's an investment. I'm not going anywhere permanently and there are a few other perks." When she crossed her arms to wait on what those were, she saw him give her a quick glance, almost like he was trying to make adjustments for his example. "Next spring you won't have to deal with the idiot AirBnB renters you know will be in the complex raging all night. You can just come crash over here."

"What if I like my idiot AirBnB renters?" Veronica snapped, the question sounding absurd even as it left her lips. She'd grown up in Neptune. She and everyone else knew spring breakers were what they were. No one liked them.

Logan quirked an eyebrow at that. "You spent a Skype session that took me three days to secure last March to bitch about spring breakers in general. That was before you rented a place right on the beach."

"So's this place. What's the difference other than the price tag?"

Logan loosed a long breath, frustration clear even if he looked like he was desperately trying to keep a lid on it. "Okay, what is it you hate?"

"What do you mean?"

"You obviously hate something about it, but you hated the last three places too. I thought you would've liked this one."

"Why does it matter if I like it? You're the one buying it."

"Not yet," he popped back, his tone increasingly more strained and he watched her expression carefully. He was looking for whatever she wasn't saying. Damn him. "What's going on, Veronica?"

"Nothing."

"Something is."

She felt her temper flare, even if there was no reason for it to. She knew that. Logically she knew that, but it was like she couldn't stop herself. "You know what, buy it or don't. It's your money, it's your place. If the ritzy, multi million dollar condo is where you feel at home, I say go for it."

And then she was storming out, something in the back of her mind screaming at her that it wasn't fair to do that to him without even trying to figure out why she was reacting this way. It didn't seem to matter, even if it did. She couldn't stop herself.

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Logan had been left standing alone on the balcony of an apartment that he wasn't even sure that he wanted to own as Veronica had stormed out. Distant chatter below on the beach joined the sound of the waves and the eventual awkward question if he was done viewing the unit from the realtor that had made herself scarce during the abrupt argument that he'd been blindsided with. He thought he had been asking her opinion. He thought he'd been including her in a life decision. He wasn't sure where he'd gone wrong.

Veronica's phone rolled straight to voicemail when he called. Not once, not twice, but three times over the next hour, and Logan had taken the next several to vent his frustrations with the top down on his convertible, hitting breakneck speeds down the PCH to try to work through some of the confusion he had and give both of them time to breathe. He didn't know what she wanted and Veronica sure as hell wasn't telling him. Every night she wanted him to stay, but she never actually asked him to move in. He'd been left in a sort of limbo, even after he'd explained that he was being moved out of his apartment at Dick's. He had thought maybe he misread her signals and so he'd started looking for a new place. Apparently that had been the wrong move too.

The sun was setting by the time he pulled up to park the BMW along the street outside her apartment and killed the engine. It took another five minutes to convince himself to get out and start up the stairs. He had a key. It wasn't that he couldn't get in, but suddenly in the wake of a fight in which he still wasn't sure how it'd been started, he wasn't sure if he should knock or just walk in. It wasn't like it was his place too. There had been a few brief times that she had referred to the apartment as theirs in some form or fashion. It always caught him by surprise in the best of ways and he had thought she'd follow it up with something that indicated that he actually belonged there permanently, not that it had just been a slip of the tongue, but she never did.

Finally, he dug the key out of his pocket and stuck it in the lock, turned, and pushed the door open.

Veronica was sitting on the couch with a bowl of ice cream balanced on one knee and some show that he didn't recognize playing on the TV. He closed the door behind him, locked it, and circled the couch. "I need you to give me a hint."

"About what?" Veronica asked around the spoon in her mouth.

"What the hell that was."

"I don't know. You're the one that took forever to get home."

The word struck a nerve and Logan felt his temper flare dangerously. "This isn't my home, Veronica," he snapped. "This is your home. Your name's on the lease, you pay the rent, you have all of your shit here. I just sleep over."

"If you need your space go buy your condo," Veronica popped back and it felt like a slap to the face, even if somewhere under the sting he recognized that particular brand of venom in her voice as the type she used when she was trying to hide something else.

"Don't give me that!" he shouted, finally drawing her gaze around. "You want me over here, but I'm still living out of a bag like when I'm deployed. I try to go get my own place and you storm out like I just threw something in your face. I don't know what you want from me!"

"You!" she shouted back, suddenly on her feet, the bowl somehow deposited on the coffee table. "I want you!"

They stood there staring at each other for a long moment after the outburst, her words hanging between them. "I don't know what that means," he confessed softly and without warning she covered the space between them. Her hands reached up to his face, dragging him down to hers and he felt her pull him into a kiss that he was powerless to stop. Suddenly her fingers were pulling at his belt and he was tugging at her shirt. They were moving together and it was sort of an answer to his question. A piece of the answer. He wasn't sure, but in that moment, he just needed to be close to her in any way that he could.

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Sex was a good distraction. Sex with Veronica was the best distraction, but when the distraction ended and they were left breathless in bed, pillows thrown to the floor and the sheets crumpled at the foot of it, the questions started to seap back into his mind. Dangerous and loud and swirling, threatening to drag him under and drown him. Sex was good, but if this was going to work - and Logan wanted this to work with Veronica more than he wanted anything else in his life - it had to be more. They had to figure this out.

He rolled over in bed, finding her tugging the sheets up to wrap around herself and he laced one arm around her middle to curl into her, pressing a kiss against her shoulder. In turn, Veronica shifted onto her side so that she could wrap an arm around him and she ran one bare foot up his calf. He shivered, tightening his hold. "Hey."

"Hey yourself," she answered, her voice relaxed.

"I need to know what I did wrong."

And just like that he felt her tense, but he refused to let go. Finally, she turned those clear blue eyes on him. "Do we have to talk about this now?"

"No," he breathed out, "but I want to. Please."

She sighed deeply and nuzzled in, sending a rush of relief through him. "Talk," she huffed and he had to stop himself from chuckling. Instead he kissed the top of her head and felt her nails scrape along the skin over his spine, threatening distraction if he'd let it.

"I just need to know what you want."

There was a long moment before she loosed another breath. "I don't want things to change."

"Veronica, Dick's selling the house and, crazy thing, for all the places that the Navy sends me, they kinda want a home address. I get that it's too soon for that to be here, but -"

"I never said that."

That stopped him. "You never said it… should be either."

There was a lot of sighing coming from her tonight. She moved, nudging him so that he rolled to his back and she eased herself up on her elbows so that she was looking down on him, her expression tight as she worked through what she wanted to say. She started several times, but the words seemed to get stuck somewhere between where they formed up in her mind and when they actually rolled off her tongue. She would open her mouth, close it, and those pretty blonde brows of hers would draw together as her lips tipped down in a frown.

"Veronica," he coaxed, "I just need to know what you want."

"I don't know," she confessed softly. "It was easier when you had a place but just…. chose to stay with me."

"I'm always choosing to stay with you."

"Are you?" she huffed. "Because you've never really lived with me. You're the man that lives in mansions and suites and -"

"Tiny quarters on the USS Truman," he offered the alternative.

That stopped her. "What?"

"Well, you seemed to be really focused on all the crazy nice places I've lived, but you've never seen what the ships we deploy on look like. There's something like five thousand men and women on my ship. I may not have to share my bunk with a dozen other guys, but it's tiny. Makes this place look like a castle."

"I like this place," she said softly.

"Me too."

"But you also like the condo, and if you bought it, someday…. you'd want me to move there."

"I'm gonna tell you something crazy. You listening?" He waited until she nodded and he couldn't stop the small smirk that tugged his lips. "Just because you buy a condo doesn't mean you have it for life. You can sell it. Rent it out even. Not signing my soul over to it."

Veronica snorted a laugh and nudged him hard in the ribs with her elbow. "Asshole."

"Yeah, but you knew that getting into this." He leaned up and pecked a quick kiss against her lips before falling back down against the pillow. "Here's the thing, Veronica: I want to be with you. Where doesn't matter."

"Even if it's a box on the street."

"Okay, I'm going to redirect you back to my earlier statement about the US Navy wanting a permanent address."

"So give them this one."

The statement hit him hard. "You want me to move in?"

"I don't want you to go."

"Getting my own place doesn't mean leaving you."

"But you won't be here."

"And you want me here?"

"I do."

"Okay," he breathed. "Here are my terms."

She cracked a smile at that. "I'm listening."

"I need more than a drawer."

"We might be able to swing that."

"And I need to pay half the rent and utilities."

And just like that he saw her expression darken. "I can pay my own rent and utilities, Logan."

"I'm not asking to pay them for you. If I live here, I'm asking to pay my half."

"And when you're deployed?"

"We'll cross that bridge next time we get there."

She considered that for a long moment. "Done."

"And I want my name on the lease."

Veronica sighed loudly. "You drive a hard bargain, Echolls."

"It's all about compromises, Mars. So I hear."

"Fine."

"Okay," he murmured with a grin, catching another kiss. "Hey, you know what I need?"

"To stop while you're ahead?"

"A shower. Since I'm gonna pay half the water bill, I think it's only reasonable to conserve water."

"Yeah?"

"Absolutely. For the environment."

She choked on a laugh with that one and leaned down to kiss him again before rolling, taking the sheets with her as she started for the bathroom. She turned back to watch him as he stretched out on the bed, grinning at her before finally moving to join her.

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Notes: Have I mentioned that I love the idea of them learning to communicate as adults? Because I love the idea of them having to communicate as adults. Their wants, their fears, and everything in between. Honestly, I just love them.

[robinskey]

You should totally do a Drabble where the reader decides to cook something for billy (he usually cooks for her) and billy tells the reader "It tastes like…. You tried…. I’ll eat it. It’s a good attempt. Really.” You know I'm a sucker for soft Billy and I 100% believe Billy knows how to cook

A/N: Thank you for providing me with this concept. I adore it. I’m going to build on the headcanons you shared with me-so, readers, know that only about half of this is from my imagination, and the other half came from the wonderful mind of @ayybtch. 

Warnings: Mild language

Alrighty so

Billy’s mom was a really good cook

I feel like she was kind of a hippie so maybe she was vegetarian or something

I might be projecting onto characters but roll with it okay

And she got really familiar with using spices and herbs to give her cooking that extra “oomph”

There’s a really unique flavor to her food-every time Billy goes over to a friend’s house, he’s always shocked by how bland it is by comparison

White people amiright

So, naturally, Billy is absolutely fascinated by his mother’s skill in the kitchen

She teaches him all her tricks

(Much to the chagrin of Neil the Misogynist, who believes cooking belongs exclusively in the Womanly Sphere™)

Most of Billy’s fondest memories of his mother (and his childhood in general) center around food

And when she leaves, food is where he seeks comfort

He looks for her in the passed-down cookie recipe hastily scribbled onto an index card, at the bottom of a bowl of her famous vegetable soup

For a moment, when he makes one of her recipes, she returns to him

The desire to reconnect is what drives him to the kitchen, over and over again

And though his father grumbles, he secretly doesn’t mind

Heaven knows that Neil can only cook Chef Boyardee ravioli and Hot Pockets

So Billy gets really good at cooking

Oddly enough, though, he doesn’t usually utilize his skills in the kitchen to impress girls

At least, not for cooking, anyway

It’s somewhat sacred to him-a thing he and his mother shared

So he’s never cooked for a girl

Not before you, anyway

It all started one Saturday morning, a few weeks into you and Billy officially dating 

Your parents were gone for the weekend, so Billy had slept over the night before

At least, you thought he’d slept over

But when the daylight trickled through your window and you rolled over, hoping to burrow your face into your boyfriend’s broad chest, you were met with a mere bunch of blankets

“Billy?”

You wandered into the kitchen, rubbing the last bits of sleep from your eyes

He stood with his back to you, clad in nothing but a pair of sweatpants and his hair tied back in a loose ponytail

You were too busy watching the muscles ripple in his back as he moved around slightly to wonder what he was doing

It took a second for you to realize he was at the stove

But eventually, he moved his arm to the side

You watched him deftly slide a pancake from his spatula onto the plate next to him

“What’s cookin’, good lookin’?”

As soon as those words leave your lips, you cringe inwardly

Because of course you just said them to the most smooth-tongued boy you’ve ever met

But your words don’t phase him

He turned around with the towering plate of pancakes in his hand and a smug smirk on his face

“Good morning, sleepyhead”

“Billy, what are you-”

“Sit,” he said, gesturing to the stool at your kitchen island

He plopped the pancakes in front of you, and you dug in…

…to the best plate of pancakes you’d ever had

After that, Chef Billy’s breakfast became a ritual for the two of you

Pancakes, hashbrowns, eggs, bacon…

You name it, Billy could cook it

And he could cook it well

So, of course, you decide to pay him back one day

There’s no way you’re going to top his breakfast

Dinner, though? 

You can do dinner

Or so you thought

So, one night, you invite him over to your place after school

Because, damn it, you will cook your boyfriend a bowl of spaghetti

Or so you thought

Until you’ve cooked an entire box of pasta to carbohydrate mush, burned the pre-made marinara sauce while attempting to heat it, and set off the fire alarm twice

Your kitchen is still cloaked in a thin layer of smoke when you set the bowl of pasta in front of him

You lean against the kitchen table as he sits in a chair, twirling the noodles around his fork for a few moments

You watch in agonizing anticipation

“Baby, why don’t you just-”

“I’m trying to get the perfect bite!”

Yeah

Sure

The perfect bite

Definitely not procrastinating, in case your food is terrible

Spoiler alert: it’s terrible

As soon as the food touches his tongue, his face scrunches slightly

“Oh my god, you hate it, don’t you?”

“No, of course not-”

“So you like it?”

“I mean, I wouldn’t go that far-”

You cross your arms over your chest, a pout settling over your lips

“C’mon, babe, don’t be like that,” he says. “It tastes fine”

“Fine?”

“You’re-look, it tastes…I’ll eat it, okay? You tried. It’s a good attempt. Really”

You glare at him, and an almost-disarming set of baby blue eyes bore into yours

“You’re an asshole, Billy Hargrove”

“Maybe. But I’m your asshole”

You roll your eyes but can’t help the little smirk that tugs at the corners of your lips

“You think that’s funny, do you?” 

Billy gently scoots the bowl away from him, wrapping his arms and you instead

You collapse into his lap, and his lips find yours in seconds

You’re breathless, as always, when he pulls away

“I’m sorry you didn’t like my cooking”

“No need to apologize, baby,” he says, reaching up to brush a stray strand of hair off your forehead. “It’s the thought that counts, right?”

“Absolutely,” you hum, nestling into his shoulder. “And here’s my thought: You should stick to the cooking around here”

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[innerclouds]

This was requested of me, send me more! <3

1: when you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk? More cereal then milk.

2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day? Yes.

3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books? Strips of paper.

4: how do you take your coffee/tea? Coffee: Black. Tea: Plain.

5: are you self-conscious of your smile? Yes.

6: do you keep plants? Yes.

7: do you name your plants? No.

8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings? Digital/Paper.

9: do you like singing/humming to yourself? No.

10: do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach? Sides, I shift constantly.

11: what’s an inner joke you have with your friends? "Robush".

12: what’s your favorite planet? Neptune.

13: what’s something that made you smile today? Giant floofy chicken-gryphons.

14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like? Bed, couch, nice kitchen, tv, computers, consoles, tons of plants and pets.

15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is! Don't even need to google it, I know one. There are "clouds" in space that taste like raspberries and smell like rum.

16: what’s your favorite pasta dish? Chicken alfredo.

17: what color do you really want to dye your hair? Purple or blue.

18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up. "Celtic Necklace".

19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it? No.

20: what’s your favorite eye color? Green/Hazel.

21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that’s been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces. Don't have one.

22: are you a morning person? No.

23: what’s your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations? Nap.

24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets? Yes.

25: what’s the weirdest place you’ve ever broken into? Cabin.

26: what are the shoes you’ve had for forever and wear with every single outfit? Don't have any of those.

27: what’s your favorite bubblegum flavor? Watermelon/Spearmint.

28: sunrise or sunset? Sunset.

29: what’s something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing? We share a rather accurate hivemind.

30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared? Yes.

31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks. Socks are useful, I have a few myself including super fluffy, warm and fuzzy ones for winter.

32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends. More closer to 2am then 3am, heli flew way lower then it should have and kept circling my place until after I turned off my computer screen and light, then it left.

33: what’s your fave pastry? Chocolate Éclair.

34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it? Maggy. Cat. Yes.

35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? do you use them often? Stationary yes, but I loathe pens. No.

36: which band’s sound would fit your mood right now? Weathers.

37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean? Clean.

38: tell us about your pet peeves! People who don't wash their hands after visiting the bathroom/before handling food.

39: what color do you wear the most? Black.

40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what’s it’s story? does it have any meaning to you? Necklace, onyx pendant of my zodiac animal. Someone very close to me gave me it, it's very special to me.

41: what’s the last book you remember really, really loving? Raptor Red.

42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it! I do not.

43: who was the last person you gazed at the stars with? Bae.

44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything? In the company of the bae.

45: do you trust your instincts a lot? Yep.

46: tell us the worst pun you can think of. I honestly can't think of any off the top of my head.

47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe? Sharkfin soup.

48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today? That's a very long list and yes, more or less.

49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought? Not really. Don't recall.

50: what’s an odd thing you collect? Rocks and anything with a specific gay red headed reaper.

51: think of a person. what song do you associate with them? Studio Killers: Jenny.

52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far? Idk.

53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? heathers? beetlejuice? pulp fiction? what do you think of them? Rocky Horror: Yes. Amazing.

Heathers: No. No opinion.

Beetlejuice: Yes. Amazing.

Pulp Fiction: Yes. Amazing.

54: who’s the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face? Bae.

55: what’s the most dramatic thing you’ve ever done to prove a point? Rather not say.

56: what are some things you find endearing in people? Amusing quirks.

57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. how did it make you feel? did you dramatically reenact the lyrics? Great song but no different. No.

58: who’s the wine mom and who’s the vodka aunt in your group of friends? why? Honestly never thought about that so I have no idea.

59: what’s your favorite myth? Cryptids.

60: do you like poetry? what are some of your faves? Yes. Ones bae writes.

61: what’s the stupidest gift you’ve ever given? the stupidest one you’ve ever received? Game pixels. I was gifted a beer once.

62: do you drink juice in the morning? which kind? Orange/Grapefruit.

63: are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be? I don't organize by titles or theme or anything, just keep them neat and clean.

64: what color is the sky where you are right now? Pitch black.

65: is there anyone you haven’t seen in a long time who you’d love to hang out with? No.

66: what would your ideal flower crown look like? Woven blue irises/purple roses.

67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel? Comfy.

68: what’s winter like where you live? Freezing and full of power outs.

69: what are your favorite board games? Balderdash.

70: have you ever used a ouija board? Nope.

71: what’s your favorite kind of tea? Black/Earl.

72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you’ll forget it? Yes.

73: what are some of your worst habits? Pop all the joints.

74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns. Adorable, fluffy sheep.

75: tell us about your pets! His name is Rune and he has atomic shits and giant paws, he's also very old and grouchy.

76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren’t? Sleeping.

77: pink or yellow lemonade? Arnold Palmer.

78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub? I'm assuming you mean the little yellow pill looking guys, they're pretty adorable.

79: what’s one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you?

Anything and everything bae has ever done for me.

80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color? if so, why? Ugly wood paneling. No.

81: describe one of your friend’s eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of. Idk.

82: are/were you good in school? Good as in what? Behavior? I was behaved sure, but I was also the person people forgot was even in the class/school because I didn't speak to anyone/make a sound/have friends.

83: what’s some of your favorite album art? I honestly don't recall off the top of my head.

84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones? Possibly.

85: do you read comics? what are your faves? I read manga if that counts: Kuroshitsuji Berserk JoJo Beastars

86: do you like concept albums? which ones? What's a concept album?

87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives? Not sure.

88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy? No.

89: are you close to your parents? Mother: Sorta. Father: Nope.

90: talk about your one of you favorite cities. I only really know of one city enough to form an opinion on it and I wouldn't call it my favorite.

91: where do you plan on traveling this year? New place and visit bae.

92: are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch? Ocean of cheese.

93: what’s the hairstyle you wear the most? Loose pony.

94: who was the last person you know to have a birthday? Me.

95: what are your plans for this weekend? Work.

96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot? Update before log off.

97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house? Who? Rat. I don't know, I always get mixed results with that.

98: when’s the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it? I honestly can't recall.

99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them. Delta Heavy: White Flag Korpiklaani: Keep On Galloping Two Steps From Hell: Black Blade

100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why? Neither.

[ionlyeatcomfortfood]

The Asks

@fandima​ did all of them for me, so I shall do them all for her.

1. When you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk? 

Cereal

2. Do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintry day?

No. Cold can go fuck itself.

3. What random objects do you use to bookmark your books?

Hands, leaves, socks.

4. How do you take your coffee/tea?

Coffee I do with a little creamer, and tea I take as is.

5. Are you self-conscious about your smile?

Yes. There’s a reason I say my teeth are ‘monster teeth’

6. Do you keep plants?

I don’t get plants, so no.

7. Do you name your plants?

I name everything. I may not name my plants, but I sure do name my friend’s.

8. What artistic medium do you use to express your feelings?

Music. I will sing a sad song when I am sad, I will scream-sing at you if I am mad.

9. Do you like singing/humming to yourself.

Yep. Do it all the time.

10. Do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach?

Side.

11. What’s an inner joke you have with your friends?

Ha ha..... tree.

12. What’s your favorite planet?

Pluto. Pluto is family. Ohana means family. Family means no one is left behind or forgotten.

13. What’s something that made you smile today?

My little sister laughing.

14. If you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like?

Messy, art shit everywhere. Something is cooking and it smells wonderful. The walls are painted with murals, and every piece of furniture is soft and comfortable. There are so many books.

15. Go Google a weird space fact and tell us what it is!

The Milky Way smells like rum and tastes like raspberries.

16. What’s your favorite pasta dish?

Any pasta dish, except spaghetti.

17. What color do you really want to dye your hair?

All of them! But mostly rainbow right now.

18. Tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up.

Not always brought up, but my friends really like to make fun of me when I mess up grammar, considering I’m the one who normally corrects them.

19. Do you keep a journal? What do you write/draw in it?

I used to, but I don’t anymore.

20. What’s your favorite eye color?

All of them!

21. Talk about your favorite bag, the one that’s been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces?

I don’t really have a bag like that.

22. Are you a morning person?

No. I almost always would prefer night to the morning.

23. What’s your favorite thing to do on lazy days when you have 0 obligations?

Read or write.

24. Is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets?

No. Nothing against any of those people, it’s all me.

25. What’s the weirdest place you’ve ever broken into?

Old abandoned Marsh store.

26. What are the shoes you’ve had for forever and wear with every single outfit?

My tennis shoes.

27. What’s your favorite gum flavor?

Peppermint!

28. Sunrise or sunset?

Both, when I’m up for sunrise.

29. What’s something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing?

Aven makes emoticon faces and it’s really cute!

30. Think of it: have you ever been truly scared?

Yes. A couple of times, actually. Once I thought I was in a fucking horror movie. Not fun.

31. What is your opinion of socks? Do you like wearing weird socks? Do you sleep with socks? Do you confine yourself to white sock hell? Really, just talk about socks.

Socks are awesome! I wear exclusively weird socks, none of that white sock shit. No socks when sleeping, though.

32. Tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3 am with your friends?

I only stay up to three by myself.

33. What’s your fave pastry?

Baklava!

34. Tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. What is it called? What does it look like? Do you still keep it?

There was a couple, but my favorite was Peanut Butter, a light brown teddy bear my aunt got me. And yes I do still have it.

35. Do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? Do you use them often?

No and no.

36. Which band’s sound would fit your mood right now?

Panic! At the Disco.

37. Do you like keeping your room messy or clean?

Clean

38. Tell us about your pet peeves!

Privilege.

39. What color do you wear the most?

Gray.

40. Think of a piece of jewelry you own what’s it’s story? Does it have any meaning to you?

Necklace and ring my nana gave to me. It has only meaning in the fact she got it for me. I don’t wear jewelry.

41. What’s the last book you remember really, really loving?

The Wrath and the Dawn, plus the sequel.

42. Do you have a favorite coffee shop? Describe it!

Starbucks? I don’t drink a whole lot of coffee.

43. Who was the last person you gazed at the stars with?

Myself.

44. When was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything?

Earlier today, after I finished yoga. I felt at peace.

45.Do you trust your instincts a lot?

Yes. Every time I don’t trust them, something bad happens.

46. Tell us the worst pun you can think of.

Gee, I can’t think of any. I feel super pun-intelligent.

47. What food do you think should be banned from the universe?

CELERY. FUCK IT. NO ONE SHOULD EAT IT EVER.

48. What was your biggest fear as a kid? Is it the same today?

I was afraid of the dark as a kid. Now I’m scared of heights.

49. Do you like buying CDs and records? What was the last one you bought?

No.

50. What’s an odd thing you collect?

Pop tabs.

51. Think of a person. What song do you associate with them?

I associate ‘Into the Unknown’ with my little sister since she loves the song so much.

52. What are your favorite memes of the year so far?

None. I do not seek out memes, they find me.

53. Have you ever watched the Rocky Horror Picture Show? Heathers? Beetlejuice? Pulp Fiction? What do you think of them?

No, but I love the musicals for Heathers and Beetlejuice.

54. Who’s the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face?

My brother, when he was talking about a thing.

55. What’s the most dramatic thing you’ve ever done to prove a point?

Almost set someone on fire.

56. What are some things you find endearing in people?

Everything. I love people.

57. Go listen to Bohemian Rhapsody. How did it make you feel? Did you dramatically reenact the lyrics?

I like the song. Nothing amazing, but I like it.

58. Who’s the wine mom and who’s the vodka aunt in your group of friends? Why?

No one’s the wine mom, but my best friend is the vodka aunt. She is batshit crazy. (in a good way)

59. What’s your favorite myth?

Most Greek myths, but especially the story of Hades & Persephone.

60. Do you like poetry? What are some of your faves?

I am a poet, and I love Emily Dickinson. My favorite is ‘Hope is the Thing With Feathers’

61. What’s the stupidest gift you’ve ever given? The stupidest one you’ve ever received?

Idk what this would be. Any gifts I give or receive have meaning.

62. do you drink juice in the morning? which kind? 

No

63. are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be?

Music? No. Books? Yes. Alphabetized by author’s last name, like a library.

64: what color is the sky where you are right now? 

Dark Blue

65: is there anyone you haven’t seen in a long time who you’d love to hang out with?

My friends. D:

66: what would your ideal flower crown look like?

RAINBOW ROSES THAT MAKE ME LOOK PRETTY

67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel? 

I feel at peace.

68: what’s winter like where you live?

Barely anything, especially compared to where I used to live.

69: what are your favorite board games?

All of them.

70: have you ever used a Ouija board?

No. Kaz don’t mess around with angry spirits.

71: what’s your favorite kind of tea?

Peppermint

72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you’ll forget it? 

Yes

73: what are some of your worst habits?

Nail biting and isolation

74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns.

Sweet, gorgeous, attentive, and hard working.

75: tell us about your pets!

Kaz has no pets D:

76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren’t? 

Writing

77: pink or yellow lemonade?

Yellow

78: are you in the minion hateclub or Fan club?

I don’t hate the minions, but I certainly don’t like them.

79: what’s one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you?

Aven drew the Kaz Protection Squad Picture. It’s still one of my favorite things.

80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color?

Off white. No

81: describe one of your friend’s eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of.

The lightest void that shifts and shimmers

82: are/were you good in school? 

Ye

83: what’s some of your favorite album art?

I like the art for Too Weird to Live, Too Rare to Die

84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones?

Yes. Heart on my wrist, ‘it’s okay’ on the other, ‘hetero-ever after doesn’t have to be the norm’ on the back of my calf, ‘and love is not a choice’ on my upper arm, ‘so smart’ on my inner arm, and a watercolor rainbow flag on my other upper arm.

85: do you read comics? what are your faves?

Peanuts.

86: do you like concept albums? which ones?

No

 87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives? 

Coco

88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy?

Surrealism

89: are you close to your parents?

Yes.

90: talk about your one of you favorite cities.

I don’t like cities. I like the country.

91: where do you plan on traveling this year?

Nowhere

92: are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch?

The former

93: what’s the hairstyle you wear the most?

Loose and messy

94: who was the last person you know to have a birthday? 

My dad.

95: what are your plans for this weekend?

Watch TV and YouTube

96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot?

Procrastinate

97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house?

ISTJ-T/Logician, Taurus, Ravenclaw

98: when’s the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it?

Forever ago. NO.

99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them.

Recipe for Me, Demons, and Sober (never had a drink, just resonate with her feelings)

100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why?

Future. The past needs to stay there.

[the-invisible-self]

I did this. Fast and dirty. Like a Rorschach Ink Blot.

1: when you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk? I balance it exactly. 2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day? Yes. Like Buck Vu, I'm a fan of cold things in the cold. 3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books? Anything. Pencils. Receipts. Other books. 4: how do you take your coffee/tea? In my mouth. 5: are you self-conscious of your smile? Naw bro 6: do you keep plants? The ones that survive. (And some of the ones that don't.) 7: do you name your plants? Naw bro 8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings? Shitposting. Lol not really. 9: do you like singing/humming to yourself? Yep 10: do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach? All of the above. 11: what's an inner joke you have with your friends? Wouldn't you like to know? 12: what's your favorite planet? Earth 13: what's something that made you smile today? Smutty fanfiction. 14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like? Messy and wonderful 15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is! Naw bro 16: what's your favorite pasta dish? Spaghetti w meat sauce and LOTS of cheese 17: what color do you really want to dye your hair? None 18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up. I don't have friends. That's why I'm filling out 100 answers by myself. 19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it?nah bro 20: what's your favorite eye color? Brown 21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that's been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces. It's a bag of holding. With patches. 22: are you a morning person? When I'm not sick 23: what's your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations? Nothing. Or write. 24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets? My therapist. 25: what's the weirdest place you've ever broken into? Can't say I have. 26: what are the shoes you've had for forever and wear with every single outfit?minnetonka Mocs 27: what's your favorite bubblegum flavor? Isn't “bubblegum” it's own flavor?Whatever. I prefer spearmint. 28: sunrise or sunset? Sunrise 29: what's something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing? Shitposts 30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared? Absofuckinglutely 31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks. I used to steal my husbands socks Bc they were cool & I thought it was cute to wear his things, but he left me and now I don't have a husband or any socks to wear. So. Yeah. 32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends. I fell asleep. 33: what's your fave pastry? Chocolate. Or cherry. 34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it? I unfortunately still have all my childhood folks Bc my hoarder parents mailed them to me 3 years ago. 35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? do you use them often? Gimme college rule loose leaf and some reliable black ink 36: which band's sound would fit your mood right now? STRFCKR 37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean? I like it clean but it's always a mess 38: tell us about your pet peeves! Sticky hands 39: what color do you wear the most? Red? 40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what's it's story? does it have any meaning to you? I bought a ring that's a big open circle and I wear it instead of my wedding ring Bc fuck my ex

41: what's the last book you remember really, really loving? The night circus 42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it! No. All coffee shops are precious and magical. 43: who was the last person you gazed at the stars with? Myself & a pack of smokes 44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything? I don't 45: do you trust your instincts a lot? Yep 46: tell us the worst pun you can think of. There is nosuch thing. All puns are beautiful. 47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe? Cold potato salad 48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today? Knives/bleeding. Yep. 49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought? Yep. David Bowie. 50: what's an odd thing you collect? Magnets of female villains. 51: think of a person. what song do you associate with them? Buck vu. Claire de lune. 52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far? All of Tom’s memes 53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? No heathers? No beetlejuice? Yep - loved it as a kid pulp fiction? Yep - triggering what do you think of them? 54: who's the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face? My kid 55: what's the most dramatic thing you've ever done to prove a point? I don't prove myself. I just am. 56: what are some things you find endearing in people? Flaws 57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. how did it make you feel? did you dramatically reenact the lyrics? I always love that song. Except when I have a headache. Right now I have a headache...so... 58: who's the wine mom and who's the vodka aunt in your group of friends? why? I don't have friends. Just Tumblr friends. And we don't drink together.But liz is the wine mom and chris is the vodka aunt. 59: what's your favorite myth? The Bible 60: do you like poetry? what are some of your faves? Yes. Mary Oliver. All of her. 61: what's the stupidest gift you've ever given? the stupidest one you've ever received? A donut. An empty box that, when opened, I said was full of love. 62: do you drink juice in the morning? which kind? No 63: are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be? not really? I like them inbrsknbow order but honestly idgaf 64: what color is the sky where you are right now? Starlight 65: is there anyone you haven't seen in a long time who you'd love to hang out with? Yes 66: what would your ideal flower crown look like?Lilacs & daisies 67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel? Peaceful 68: what's winter like where you live?gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty 69: what are your favorite board games? SETTLERS OF CATAN

70: have you ever used a ouija board? nah bro 71: what's your favorite kind of tea?Breakfast tea 72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you'll forget it? Yep 73: what are some of your worst habits? Messy everything 74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns. deeply generous, but I'm afraid of taking too much… effortlessly beautiful, but a beauty that's not for me 75: tell us about your pets! My cat is a jerk who picks fights with all the other cats and hates babies. 76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren't? Nah bro 77: pink or yellow lemonade? Yes please 78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub? Nah bro 79: what's one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you?Gave me a skipping stone from Spain Bc I reminded them of Amelie 80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color? if so, why? Brown. Yep. Idk it just felt right. 81: describe one of your friend's eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of. In her head 82: are/were you good in school? Yep 83: what's some of your favorite album art? Pink Floyd 84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones? Birds on my arm 85: do you read comics? what are your faves? Used to. Xmen. 86: do you like concept albums? which ones? Idk 87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives? Fred estaire & ginger Rogers 88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy? Abstract expressionism 89: are you close to your parents? No 90: talk about your one of you favorite cities. I busked. I loved it, but the good was horrible. There were more homes of dead authors than I had time to visit. 91: where do you plan on traveling this year? A rainforest 92: are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch?MOAR CHEESE 93: what's the hairstyle you wear the most? Pigtails 94: who was the last person you know to have a birthday?I don't know ppl 95: what are your plans for this weekend? Work while sick. Yay. 96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot? I'm supposed to install updates? 97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house? INFP cusp griffindor 98: when's the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it? Too long ago. Yes. I love hiking. 99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them. ::insert the beetles here:: 100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why? Neither. Fuck that shit. I wanna live rn.