#uhh cw: smoking i guess

[bilaudad]

(I'm bad at social media haha just starting to get the hang of discord and I forget tumblr)

apologies for my pro-smoking propaganda lol in my defense:

1. they're immortal ethereal/occult beings who could probably miracle away cancerous cells the instant they detect the imperfectly copied DNA

2. i like it

[peppermint-toads]

𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫

part one

you’re a metal radio show host in small town hawkins, and eddie loves your voice. one night gareth convinces him to call in.

cw: female reader, male masturbation, voice kink

“And that was Hangar 18, Megadeth. Hang on tight for Ram Jam and Whitesnake’s latest coming up within the hour.”

Eddie stared at his ceiling while his fan rattled in uneven circles. He took a long drag from his joint, exhaling and watching the thick smoke swirl around in the air above him.

His radio crackled with static, metal music filling the room.

“I bet she’s smoking hot.” Gareth smirked as your voice came through the speakers.

“Oh, she’s more than that.” Eddie smiled dreamily to himself. “She’s perfect.”

“She’s gotta have a killer rack, probably long legs, too.”

Eddie shot straight up. “No, man. It’s not even about that. It’s her personality. She’s a chick who likes metal for chrissake!” He flopped back down dramatically. “But she probably does have a great rack.”

His muscles relaxed into his mattress as you kept talking, tense shoulder blades soothed by the gentle timbre of your voice.

“Alright, for all you listeners out there who haven’t heard your favorites tonight, our call line will be open for the next half hour.”

“Eddie,” Gareth craned his neck off the floor to get Eddie’s attention. Gareth’s face was bright, as if he’d had some earth shattering epiphany. “You gotta call.”

Eddie laughed a bit, and then his face fell flat. “Absolutely not.”

“C’mon man, just call in! It’s not like she can see you or anything! I know how crazy you are about her” Gareth pleaded.

“Yeah man, I just-I just don’t wanna sound stupid I guess.

“Well I wanna hear Ozzy, asshole.”

“Then you call!”

Gareth shrugged and reached for the phone, punching in the first few digits. Eddie watched, biting his lip and shaking his leg. Gareth was about to call when-

“Eddie, what the fuck!” He snatched the phone from Gareth’s grasp.

“I’ll call, fuck you. Fuck you.”

Eddie shook his leg even harder, even taking to biting the ends of his nails as the phone rang.

“Thanks for calling station 103.5 Metal Mania, who am I talking to this evening?”

Eddie’s eyes widened and jaw fell open.

“Ed-uhh-Eddie. Yeah, Eddie.”

He sounded young, a lot younger than your usual callers. You smiled at his obvious nerves, though still careful not to break your smooth facade.

“Well, Eddie, what do you want to hear tonight?”

He nearly melted at the way his name rolled off your tongue so nicely. He could almost imagine your lips wrapping around the word so perfectly.

“Eddie? You still with us?”

Gareth smacked his chest to snap him out of his dreamy trance. “Sabbath, man. Sabbath!” Gareth mouthed.

“Uh, yeah- uhm, Black Sabbath.” Eddie frantically shook his head, holding the phone away from his ear and covering the speaker. “What song!” Eddie whisper-yelled. “The Shining!”

“The Shining! I wanna hear The Shining.”

“Alrighty then. One of Sabbath’s latest hits from their newest album, requested by our very own Eddie. Thanks for calling, Eddie, and have a good night.”

Click.

Eddie panicked. That wasn’t enough. It wasn’t enough time. He needed more. Sure, he listened to you all the time. His car radio was always tuned to your show. He listened in the mornings while he waited for his pop tarts in the toaster. He listened on his way home from horrible days at Hawkins High, and you always cheered him up. When he rolled up in the evenings, you were there.

He especially listened when your show ran into the late, late hours of the night. He would settle into his bed and close his eyes, focusing on the sound of your voice. He’d imagine you saying the filthiest things into his ear, telling him how good he feels. His hand would sink beneath the fruit of the loom briefs, over the scratchy patch pubic hair there, and wrap around his hardening cock. He would pump himself into his tightened fist, listening to your voice between songs.

“Right there, Eddie! Right there!”

“Faster, Eddie!”

“You fill me up so good Eddie!”

“Eddie, Eddie, Eddie!”

It’s like he could really hear you in his head, pleading and moaning and begging. He would treat you so good if he only had the chance. He needed to know what you looked like.

part two here

[itsdannysworld]

Faded

hey heyyyyyy  i promised y’all a danny fic and i stick to my promises pairing: danny wagner x y/n summary: smoking up with danny at a party leads to some pretty cool things (kinda friends to lovers? idk just keep reading) CW: uhh swearing, weed use, alcohol, idfk kissing and maybe some sexual innuendos?

Somehow every time you went to party you wound up finding the four boys who’ve changed your life for the better. Whether it be an established party or a grungey house party you would never imagine them being at. However this time, it was a party thrown by the twins themselves. There wasn’t any particular reason for the party, but that didn’t matter to them, or you in all honesty. You changed into your favorite outfit and did your makeup with tons of glitter, blasting your favorite playlist from the speakers around your apartment. You danced around as you added jewelry to your outfit and grabbed your bag that always hung by the door. Checking your makeup in the hallway mirror one last time, you shut off the music and started your journey towards the twins house. It was a short drive, one you were extremely familiar with. You were told to get to the house early, but judging by the amount of cars in the driveway, you were definitely a little late. You walked in without knocking and immediately ran smack dab into Sam. “Y/n! I’m glad you made it! How’ve you been? How’s work?” You could tell right away he was already a little tipsy, but you didn’t mind it. I mean, it was always nice to hear that someone wants to know what’s going on in your life.  “I’ve been good! Work’s been a bitch, but when is it not?” He laughed. “I’ve missed you!” “Sam, I saw you last week”  You had always been close to Sam. He was a total sweetheart and crazy funny, and you always had a good time when he was around. His girlfriend ruined the moment though, dragging him away from you before you could continue the conversation. She never did like you and you never understood why. “Nice talking to you I guess.” You mumbled as you ventured farther into the party. You greeted everyone that you knew and continued making your way towards the kitchen hoping to find a drink and if you’re lucky, maybe a joint or two. The kitchen wasn’t as crowded as you thought it would be, but you still felt uncomfortable with all the movement going on around you, and thankfully someone took notice. “Hey y/n, it’s good to see you!” You spun around to see Danny right behind you. He engulfed you in a hug that took your breath away, literally. “Danny! How’ve you been? Also please tell me you have weed on you.” You said the last part way to quickly, but you always knew he had some and you would much prefer to be high than drunk. “Of course I do, wanna go outside? This place is getting stuffy” He grabbed your hand and dragged you close behind him. He had never been this touchy with you, and you realized that it made your heart flutter. ‘Y/n I refuse to let you have a crush on him’ You thought as you had both made it outside. “Do you have a lighter? I forgot mine” He said as he pulled out a perfectly rolled joint from his pocket. One thing about Danny is he always rolled his joints perfectly, putting your almost perfect ones to shame. “Yeah I got one” You handed him the lighter you always kept in the front pocket of your bag. It was a shitty white bic lighter that barely had enough fuel to keep it lit for more than 10 seconds. “Aren’t white lighters bad luck for musicians?” “I mean I can light it, I just thought since you rolled it you should have the first puff.” He handed you the joint and lighter, “I’m not taking the risk, plus ladies first” He had a stupid grin across his face, one that you probably matched, You lit the joint and took a long puff, almost immediately feeling it. “Damn what is this stuff? It’s strong as hell.” He laughed and took the joint from your fingers. “Some shit Josh bought awhile back, I can ask him later.”

You both were totally faded and there was only enough left in the joint for one last puff. “You can have it, I think I’ll survive without one last hit” You both erupted into a fit of giggles, even though what you said wasn’t all that funny.  “Shotgun it?” He suggested handing it to you. “Oh uh, ok. Don’t expect much though, shotgunning has never been my specialty.” You took the last hit and threw down the tiny bit left and put it out with your shoe as you inhaled. You knew this could be a bad idea, having your lips that close to his would be too much, cause god he was beautiful right now. You pulled him in close and blew the smoke into his mouth. You quickly pulled away, knowing that was the only way you could stop yourself from kissing him. You knew you were red, but when you looked up at his face he giggled quietly. “Can I actually kiss you?” You didn’t even respond before your lips connected with his, you had always thought he was pretty, but this was the moment you knew you needed him in any other way than just platonic. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you in close, and you tangled your hands in his long hair. It may have been the weed, but this was the most passionate kiss you’ve ever had. He pulled away with a goofy smile on his face, and you knew damn well you had the same smile.  “God you’re beautiful” You giggled and pulled him in for another kiss. You never wanted his lips to leave yours. After what seemed like hours he pulled away and rested his head on yours. “You know, I’ve never had sex while high” You admitted. “The twins have a spare bedroom if you wanna try it out.” You grabbed his hand, “Why not?”

(hehe i may add a part two, make this a slight friends with benefits to actual lovers thing? also i didnt reread this at all, im too lazy so sorry lmao)

[clownattribute]

realising im gonna have to pick up smoking again and buy my own baccy when i move to london bc how the fuck else am i going to meet gay people

[kazusugar]

bestiee,

im thinkin about toxic boyfie tendou. he’s the type to make sure that you’re glued to him the entire night at a party, doesn’t let you drink or smoke bc you can only do that with him y’know? You better not look in anyone’s direction other than his, can’t go making him look bad.

but he always has you on his lap afterwards, blunt in his mouth, n blowing smoke in your face telling you that you’re a good girl for him. Says that he’ll get you high because he loves how spaced out you get.

🥰🥰🥰

this has marinated in my inbox for SO LONG IM SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT EEP

18+ only, minors dni, ageless accounts dni.

fem!reader x toxic bf!tendou

cw: toxic bf tendou, manipulation, lifting of y/n, impact play, clothed sex(?), belts, dubcon(?) let me know if there are more!

wc: 1.5k

a/n: sandie this thot™️ fried my brain, it rlly did. sorry if it's not good😭

You're at a huge party with your boyfriend, Satori Tendou. It's a party with just about anyone Ushijima's ever come in contact with. A whole rager full of volleyball guys and their s/o's, all for Ushi's birthday! Tendou catches someone eyeing you, and doesn't appreciate that you're letting them. Not to fear! Your beloved boyfriend will remind you who you belong to!

You're shuffling around the building, holding onto Tendou's hand to keep close to him.

"Keep close to me, you'll just bother everyone else."

He'd always say things of that nature to you. You didn't mind, he was probably right anyway, right?

You lace your fingers tighter with his and nod, keeping your head down to avoid any eyes.

The party was so loud and you were so overwhelmed by all of the obvious testosterone in the air. Tendou chose a spot on a sofa for the two of you, sitting you down on his lap. You laid your head on his shoulder and played with his fingers as the two of you took a social break.

Tendou noticed Ushijima's gaze on you for most of the night. He was surprised you were dumb enough to not notice it. He'd let things go for now.

"Want me to get us drinks?" He asked you, watching as you nodded eagerly. "Yes, please! Thank you Tori." You gave him a soft smile before letting go of his hand as he lifted you up and set you to the side.

Tendou talked to a few old friends on his way to get drinks, glancing occasionally to see if Ushijima would approach you. After about 10 minutes, he was about to give up. Of course, Ushijima finally decided to shuffle over to you and sit at the empty space to the side of you. Tendou smirked to himself and stood to the side.

"Care for company?" Ushijima asked you as you shifted, obviously nervous. "Uhh, I guess not.." you looked around, trying to find a familiar redhead. You couldn't see him, so this would be fine for now.

"You seem tense, y/n. Is it because Satori left you?" He questioned with an unreadable face. You couldn't tell if Satori had put him up to this on purpose or not. "No, I just don't know many people here. I'm fine, I promise."

"Ah, alright. Well, you know me so I'll stay here at least until Satori returns." Ushijima insisted, and you couldn't tell him no. It was his house anyway.

After a bit of talking, you seemed to need a little comfort, so Ushijima placed his hand on your knee. The subtle gesture was unrecognized by you, but Satori had seen it all. He smirked to himself and began to walk toward the two of you, no drinks in hand.

"Oh~, what's this y/n? Found some company while I was gone?" Satori asked you, raising a challenging eyebrow. "N-no! He came over here, I swear.." you mumbled the last part, letting out a small huff. Why even bother? He won't listen anyway.

"She was just wishing me a happy birthday, Satori." Ushijima assured the redhead and stood up, gesturing for Satori to take his seat.

"Hm, well~ we'd love to stay out for a bit longer, but I think we left the door unlocked when we left. We should hurry back home." Satori offered out his hand and yanked you up, wrapping his arms around your waist. "Goodbye, Wakatoshi. Happy birthday as well!" You said your goodbyes as Satori led you to the car.

Once outside, Satori pushed you a bit roughly into the passenger's seat and shut the door, maneuvering to the other side swiftly. "So you're trying to make me look bad now? As if I don't give you enough attention? You think Wakatoshi would suit you better?" He questioned you, glaring daggers in your direction. "No! No, he just saw me alone and wanted to give me company until you got back!" you were barely able to look at Satori, your heart beating so fast it was pounding in your ears. "Yeah, he'd definitely give you company, slut." He spat with venom on his words, looking you over to imply what you were wearing was too revealing.

You sat with your arms crossed over yourself to cover up and hold on to any dignity you could find while Satori drove home. Upon arriving, he went around to the passengers side and opened the door for you, offering his hand to help you up. You looked up at him, nose a little red and sniffly from overthinking on the ride home.

"Aw, baby are you okay?" Satori asked, pulling you close towards him and wrapping his lengthy arms around you. "You.. you were being mean, Tori!" you'd finally busted, tears making a hot trail down your cheeks as you looked up at him.

"I'm sorry, you know how I get when others want to give you attention.. you're my baby. C'mon, let's go inside." Satori kisses your temple, lacing his fingers with yours as you nodded and followed.

"Here, let me make this better." He said, sitting on the sofa and lifting you into his lap comfortably. He laid his arms around your waist, pressing kisses anywhere he could on your exposed skin. "Wanna get you high so you can let go. Yeah? You always look so pretty when you're high. I know that little head of yours goes empty." He gave a sweet smile, reaching over to the side table to pull out a joint he'd rolled earlier. You nodded and laid your head on his shoulder, sniffles dying down into quiet breathing as he lit it up and inhaled.

You sat up in his lap and gave him a soft kiss, puffy lips leaving a bit of gloss on his own. He exhaled into your mouth and pulled you closer, craving the feeling of your squishy tits against his chest. He'd always get horny while smoking, so this time was no different. Good thing he had a pretty baby who also got horny when high.

Once you pulled away from his lips, he wiped your mouth with his thumb to get the remnants of the gloss off your skin. "My pretty girl. Always makin' a mess with that sweet gloss. Got me a bit sticky there too this time." He chuckled and wiped at his own lips with the back of his hand. Satori put the joint back up to his lips and inhaled deeply, blowing it back into your face. "I know you didn't mean to make me mad tonight, angel. I just need to give you a reminder to help you remember who you belong to so you can do better next time." He had his hand going down between the two of you, pressing gently at your clothed cunt. You gasped and grabbed at his wrist, whimpering softly while he traced his finger along the slit. "Wet already? So you were enjoying Wakatoshi's company, hm?" He questioned with a slight growl in his tone, pressing harder against your panties. "N-no! All for you, daddy." You tried to reassure him, wrapping your arms around his neck, but it was no use you thought. You began to grind against his fingers, letting out soft whimpers and moans by his ear, succeeding in getting him hard under you.

"Better be." He growled and ripped your panties off at the side seam, tossing them aside. "No need for those, hm? Gonna make you cum til you can't anymore." Satori mumbled, sliding two fingers to gather your slick and circle your clit slowly. "Tori, wanna make you feel good daddy." you said mindlessly, grinding your cunt against his jeans. The roughish texture felt too good against your clit, making you gasp out.

"Work for it, then." Satori lifted your chin with his fingers, smearing the slick against your cheek. He grabbed the back of your head, pulling you close into a kiss, the two of you breathing hard and licking into each other's mouths. "Fuck, so good, slow down baby." He warned you, tip already leaking precum into his underwear. "No daddy, feels too good." you shook your head, grabbing his hands and tugging them under your shirt to your tits.

Satori groaned and leaned his head back as you were grinding harder on him, rolling your nipples between his finger and thumb. "So fucking pretty, baby. Coming undone without my cock." He smirked and let out a moan, lifting your shirt over your head and removing your bra. "Look at those pretty tits bouncing for me." He latched his mouth on to one of your nipples and sucked softly, using his hands to try and slow your hips down. "Baby girl, I told you to slow down now." he growled against your flesh, giving a teasing bite at the hardened bud in his mouth. You whined and shook your head again, grinding faster as you chased your high.

Satori rubbed at your thighs, squeezing the fat of them as he toppled over the dvd of his pleasure, cumming in his pants soon before you came on top of his jeans. "Now look what you fucking did." You knew you'd gotten into trouble, but the high felt too good to care for now.

With your mind hazy, you hear a metal clicking and looked around with half lidded eyes, gasping as you'd realized Satori had taken off his belt. "Wanna waste my cum, slut? I could've filled you with that." he grumbled, smacking your ass with the folded belt. You cried out and whined, trying to get up out of his lap. "Bad girls don't get to cum. Now get sucking."

[atomicdeke]

i forgot if i sent you any. black and carob for either boi.

Black (CW: Depictions of extreme violence, dismemberment, and death)

Jaaster gets quiet as he closes his eyes and begins taking deep, rhythmic breaths. Each breath gets the tiniest bit further apart from the last, and his posture relaxes. Finally, he opens his eyes and speaks in a calm, detached voice. “Not too long ago, hired thugs tried to burn down my family’s farm. I was not there, but after the attack failed, I made my way there as quickly as I could. One of them, a man named Edwin, was caught by the hounds, and he was still there when I arrived.”

There’s a pause, and Vander notices a momentary tremor in Jaaster’s hand, which causes the young man to close his eyes and clench his fist until it stops. Vander clears his throat loudly and asks, “Anything the matter, old boy?” Jaaster opens his eyes, shakes his head calmly, and continues.

“I took Edwin to the shack we would use to cure meat from the animals we hunted, and I began asking him questions. Who sent him? What was he trying to accomplish? Why was my family targeted? He would not answer, so I began hurting him. He did not know much, but, when I was done with him, I believe he told me everything he knew.” Jaaster sits in silence for a few moments. “If my brother had not been there, I do not know if I would have stopped hurting him. I...I hope so.”

Jaaster stands abruptly, saying, “I need some air,” before walking out of the room.

Vander keeps his eyes on the door as though he can see Jaaster beyond it. “Interesting, isn’t it? The depths that some people can plumb when pushed far enough?” Turning his attention back to his questioner, the Duskwight smiles easily. “I suppose that makes it my turn, then?”

Taking a moment to think, he snaps his fingers. “Ah! I have one from my days in the Shroud. Back in that heady youth of mine, when life was nothing but knocking over wagons and breaking heads left and right.” 

“This story is about three little wagons headed for Quarrymill, bearing arms and supplies for the Wood Wailers stationed there. See, that little outpost has always held a special place in my heart. It was my first real taste of civilization in the world above. The beginning of a long and sordid history dealing with the hatred and the bigotry of the forestborn.” Vander pauses, arching an eyebrow at his questioner. “Not to put too fine a point on it, but had I the wherewithal back then, I would have burned Quarrymill to the ground. Failing that, I and my merry band of cutthroats and highwaymen did our utmost to cut their supply lines.”

Vander leans back in his seat and kicks his feet up on the table. “But the wagons, yes? The Wailers were growing quite tired of losing shipments en route, so they laid a trap for us. A trio of wagons, all but unguarded to the untrained eye. I’ll admit, none of my compatriots were terribly discerning, and when faced with an easy score, I jumped at the opportunity, as well.” 

He pulls out a pipe and adds a pinch of powder in the bowl before lighting it, a bitter odor beginning to waft through the air as he takes a puff. “We lost about half our number before we realized the Wailers were among us, that the hunters had become the prey. A few of us stood and fought, but most of those that survived the initial moments ran back into the woods. One by one, the Wailers took my companions down until only I was left. By the time I knew I was surrounded, there were twenty of the bastards closing in with their spears.”

Vander takes another puff and exhales the smoke, then grins. “They never stood a chance. I could tell you that this fight was a symphony, that the Wailers were an orchestra and I their conductor. I could paint such a picture that you’d believe me an artist, with my axe as my brush and that forest trail my canvas.” The Duskwight shakes his head.

“No, friend, I was no artist, but a field hand. I tore through them like a scythe through wheat. I lopped pieces off of them like so many branches of a tree. Heads went sailing into bushes like dandelions on the breeze. There was no beauty to be seen here. Only savagery.”

He takes a deep breath and lets out a heavy sigh. “When it was all over, there were the wagons, stacked high with gear and foodstuffs that would have kept my band living high on the hog for moons. In that moment, though, all I could think about was blood. Blood, and a warning to send to any who dared think they could trap us. Trap me. I took their heads, planted them on their spears, and made a ring around the wagons, which I set ablaze.”

Vander chuckles and shakes his head. “I was quite proud of that one for a bit. I mean, all of that before I’d even seen nineteen winters! Can you imagine? Of course, it was short-sighted and pigheaded, but I was full of piss and vinegar, and no one was about to tell me what I could have done better. I wouldn’t have stood for it!” He frowns. “Hm. Perhaps I should have told one from my days at sea, when my head was on a bit straighter. Ah, well. Darkness is darkness, isn’t it, friend?”

Carob 

 After several minutes, Jaaster reenters the room and sits down. As the question is asked, Vander leans forward. “I’ll start this one off, if you don’t mind?” The interrogative is more directed at the younger man, who shakes his head and gestures for Vander to go on.

“Ah, thank you. Now, let’s see, what do I look for in a friend? Well, they would have to be fun first and foremost, wouldn’t they? Otherwise, what would be the point?”

Jaaster’s face twists up as he squints at the Duskwight. “Wait...fun? I mean, yeah, that’s nice, sure, but...shouldn’t a friend be loyal? Someone you can count on to be there for you, just like you would be for them?” He jumps a bit as Vander starts laughing, then narrows his eyes. “I’m serious.”

The older man wipes at his eyes as his laughter subsides. “Aha, I’m sorry, truly, but that was simply adorable! Such naive idealism likely serves you well in your line of work, Jaaster, when you need the rich and powerful to loosen their purse strings and dribble a few gil here and there so you can feed and heal an urchin or two. I imagine you’ve wooed more than one mogul with those puppy dog eyes and your dancing bear routine.” Vander looks the Coerthan up and down speculatively. “I wonder what manner of beast you could let out, were you not so set in your role as a lapdog?” 

Vander brings his eyes up to meet Jaaster’s, languid gold locked with clear, angry sapphire. After a moment, the Duskwight grins. “But we were speaking of friends, weren’t we? As much as anyone would tell you otherwise at the drop of a hat, friends are only there for the good times. That being the case, the primary quality to look for in a friend is fun. Why keep someone around if they’re dreary, complicated, or - worst of all - boring? Better to simply put them out of their misery than to let them drag you down with them, I say.”

He stands up suddenly and flashes a smile to Jaaster and their questioner. “Well, I’m famished. I’ll get us some refreshment, and leave you two to talk among yourselves. Nothing too juicy, though, or I’ll be quite cross that I missed it!” As Vander exits the room, Jaaster stares after the man unblinking, and several moments pass before he remembers that someone else is still in the room with him. Turning his attention back to the questioner, he tries to meet their eyes but settles for looking at the ground, instead. “Um...loyalty. Th-that’s what I look for in a friend. Honesty, too. I, uhh...I guess that’s it.”

(Thanks for the ask, @thanidiel!)

[rosemary-butch]

1-100

aw fuck. aw fuck

putting this on the read more jakdfjakadjfs

Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora? 

spotify ofc

is your room messy or clean?

i try to keep it clean !

what color are your eyes?

greenish

do you like your name? why?

my full name is okay but i do prefer jo

what is your relationship status?

single lol

describe your personality in 3 words or less

gay, depressed, considerate

what color hair do you have?

dark brown!

what kind of car do you drive? color?

a tan volkswagen passat, but the trunk is a different color and smashed up adfkajsd

where do you shop?

marshalls is always my go to

how would you describe your style?

if you mashed punk, grunge, and california skater boy styles

favorite social media account

prob my twitter bc i actually put intelligent thoughts there

what size bed do you have?

queen !

any siblings?

yes a brother and a half brother

if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why?

i’d love to live in the mountains, like colorado!

favorite snapchat filter?

i dont use snapchat filters a lot? the heart one looks cute

favorite makeup brand(s)

i dont wear makeup, but i like burts bees for chapstick

how many times a week do you shower?

at least 6, i try to keep it at 7

favorite tv show?

adventure time rn

shoe size?

womens 10 mens 8

how tall are you?

5′9!

sandals or sneakers?

sneakers

do you go to the gym?

no lol i have a treadmill at home

describe your dream date

hmmm probably going on a picnic in a secluded forest or beach, and staying for the sunset and stargazing

how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment?

cash? none but i have my debit card

what color socks are you wearing?

they’re black and mismatched, one has pink stars and the other has green stripes

how many pillows do you sleep with?

4!

do you have a job? what do you do?

yeah, i work with organic produce at a local farm market

how many friends do you have?

like 3 close friends

whats the worst thing you have ever done?

sneak out probably

whats your favorite candle scent?

anything vanilla or bakery scented! i love cinnamon roll scents

3 favorite boy names

idk i have no opinion

3 favorite girl names

holly daisy or ellen! if i have a daughter i’ll name her one of those

favorite actor?

idk, tom holland prob. i gotta protect him

favorite actress?

daisy ridley !!!!!!

who is your celebrity crush?

daisy ridley!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

favorite movie?

my neighbor totoro lol

do you read a lot? whats your favorite book?

i don’t read as much as i would like, and idk i havent read in a while

money or brains?

idc, as long as they have a good personality

do you have a nickname? what is it?

jo lol, or jojo from some family, or jolene from my close friends

how many times have you been to the hospital?

i’ve been admitted a few times

top 10 favorite songs

uhh going away to college by blink, sleepover by hayley kiyoko, under the bridge by rhcp, longview by green day, mr brightside by the killers, africa by toto, toxic by britney spears, fat lip by sum 41, walking contradiction by green day, and online songs by blink

do you take any medications daily?

yeah antidepressants

what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc)

dry primarily

what is your biggest fear?

hmmmm men probably

how many kids do you want?

idk, none as of right now but we’ll see

whats your go to hair style?

left alone lol

what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc)

big i guess? theres an upstairs and a basement

who is your role model?

billie joe armstrong

what was the last compliment you received?

someone liked my piercings yesterday lol

what was the last text you sent?

“Sure that works”

how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real?

idk, i kinda figured it out between age 7-9

what is your dream car?

jeep liberty

opinion on smoking?

cigarettes? no thanks. major turn off

do you go to college?

yeah

what is your dream job?

working as a biochemist for nasa or finding possible medications in the amazon

would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs?

rural

do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels?

no lol i think i’m a minority here

do you have freckles?

yep ! they’re faded

do you smile for pictures?

recently i’ve been trying to

how many pictures do you have on your phone?

1193

have you ever peed in the woods?

nope

do you still watch cartoons?

yes !!

do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds?

i don’t eat meat but i trust wendys more

Favorite dipping sauce?

honey mustard

what do you wear to bed?

a t shirt and sweatpants or boxers

have you ever won a spelling bee?

yeah in my class lol

what are your hobbies?

knitting, crocheting, watercolor painting

can you draw?

ehh a little

do you play an instrument?

ukulele on occasion

what was the last concert you saw?

i went to the warped tour last year lol

tea or coffee?

tea!

Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts?

tbh wawa, starbucks is too pricey and dunkin is gross

do you want to get married?

yeah!!! i want a wife!

what is your crush’s first and last initial?

cw

are you going to change your last name when you get married?

depends on if their last name is cooler than mine lol, or if they want to change theirs

what color looks best on you?

blacks and dark blues

do you miss anyone right now?

idk i’m pretty null rn

do you sleep with your door open or closed?

open so my cat can go in and out

do you believe in ghosts?

idk, i don’t have a strong opinion

what is your biggest pet peeve?

people being late

last person you called?

my brother on facetime

favorite ice cream flavor?

im lactose intolerant but i love strawberry lmao

regular oreos or golden oreos?

regular ??

chocolate or rainbow sprinkles?

rainbow!! i have to by gay law

what shirt are you wearing?

my brother’s military squadron shirt he gave me

what is your phone background?

spirited away scenery

are you outgoing or shy?

probably in the middle? i don’t put myself out there but i approach people who look lonely

do you like it when people play with your hair?

yes omfg

do you like your neighbors?

they’re old they’re okay

do you wash your face? at night? in the morning?

i used to in the shower but i ran out akdfjasdk

have you ever been high?

yeah

have you ever been drunk?

nope

last thing you ate?

ramen lmao

favorite lyrics right now

hmm idk i haven’t really been listening to lyrics a lot

summer or winter?

summer !

day or night?

night~

dark, milk, or white chocolate?

dark def

favorite month?

may

what is your zodiac sign

aries

who was the last person you cried in front of?

my therapist prob

cat this took me too long thank u (i’m procrastinating)