Pussycat Strikes Back

Name's Sophie. I like cars, tuff boys, and rumbles. Hate talking about myself. Just here to find some buddies of mine and maybe have some fun with the rest of you. “Kiss me, and you will see how important I am.” --Sylvia Plath Tracking: Southsidesoloist Faceclaim: Jessica Sula

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[wip; moving to this account]

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[hi heads up that sophie will be returning but on a new account and stuff. not that anyone probably cares but eeeey.]

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((Also tag fix.))

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((Hello I am a dumb whose wanton clicking of incorrect things on google got a virus but I think I got my computer all cleaned for a glorious return tomorrow :D))

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((Attack the Block AU.

*grabby hands*))

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Ask my character's parents! (they don't need to be alive)

1. Were they a hyper baby, really calm, or pretty average?

2. What shows/music did they like when they were really young/a pre-teen/a teenager?

3. What's one of the cutest memories you have of them before they were 5? 10?

4. What's a bad habit they've had for years?

5. What was their favorite toy?

6. What was their first word?

7. What was their favorite word/phrase?

8. What was their favorite holiday?

9. Did they ever stop believing in Santa? If so, when and why?

10. Was there ever a moment they got hurt so badly/got so sick (physically or mentally) that you were scared they might not make it?

11. What kind of trouble did they usually get into?

12. Did they have a big hobby? (Collecting, art, ballet, etc.)

13. Did they have any normal obsessions? (Bands, shows, movies, books, etc.)

14. What are some of their odd quirks?

15. Were they ever in girl/boy scouts, or a similar group?

16.Did they do extracurricular things? If so, what?

17. Did they have a job while they were still in school? If so, what was it?

18. What did they wanna be when they grew up? Did that change at any point?

19. What's the worst thing they ever did?

20. Where they troublesome as a teenager?

21. Where they conceived somewhere other than where they were born?

22. How did you react when you found out you were having them?

23. What was preparing for them like?

24. How troublesome were they while still in the womb?

25. Did anything happen during the pregnancy that scared or worried you?

26. Was their birth difficult or abnormal in any way?

27. Where and how were they born?

28. How did you adjust to the new baby the first month?

29. Did postpartum depression ever come into play, at any point?

30. Share a random memory.

31. Share a funny story.

32. Share a sad story.

33. Share a cute story.

34. Share a random memory from the pregnancy.

35. Share a funny story from the pregnancy.

36. Share a sad story from the pregnancy.

37. Share a cute story from the pregnancy.

38. If you could tell them one thing right now, what would it be?

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((Sometimes I see people talking about making certain muses and I just clap in delight.))

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"Will you bear my children?"

"…"

"You hate kids, Dallas."

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[ differentkindofwar ] has entered your territory

"You look lost, Mister."

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What was the most humiliating thing to ever happen to you?

          “I got up late on a Sunday morning last fall and went to The Way Out for breakfast.           It was weird, y’know, everyone there so early, lots of Socs, I swagger in and it is          dead silent. No one is eating, no one is speaking, it’s just surreal. Usually you get a                   bunch of Socs together and it becomes on big cock measuring contest.

                         I figure everyone just has a case of the impending Mondays.

          Decided to be funny then. The Southside — what’d you say that kid’s name was, Two-Bit?          The Southside Two-Bit. I look around this dumb little dive and I just yell out

                                                ‘Hey, who died!’ —

                                              —And somewhere in the back                                                                                               I think Randy Adderson started crying.

           …So apparently Bob Sheldon got stabbed the night before.”

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((I am not sure if I want Sophie's most humiliating moment to be inadvertently tragic and tied to canon or just be funny and embarrassing.))

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((Two one asks, two replies, three starters.

Or, rather, one greeter starter and I need to message two people to plot since they liked a plot post.))

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(for the romantic picture meme thing) 16 and 13

((Gonna post these separately as drabbles in the near future writing these got way, waaaaay out of hand fast.))

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((One of my favorite things about the Dallas/Sophie trainwreck will always be the naming of their son. In which Sophie abides by what a drunk Dallas said and names the baby Johnny... and he gets pissed because why the fuck would you name him for a dead kid? Tells her never to listen to him when he's drunk again.

And then always gets pissed when she follows his instructions to never listen to him when drunk later.))

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What drew you to my OC?

There are tons out there, so tell me what you liked about mine.

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♠

Send me a ♠ for my muse’s reaction to walking in on yours masturbating.

It was a rare day that Dallas did not come to the front door and try to make Sophie leave his apartment. Unless she came bearing food or the promise of sex, usually the brunette found herself unwelcome in Dallas’ place.

Maybe he was distracted by another girl.

Wouldn’t be the first time.

Hell hath no fury like a woman cuckolded.

As she sat, Sophie slowly became aware of two things: The lack of response to Dallas’ moans, and the receipt beside her.

Playboy. Tissues. Petroleum jelly.

She slid off of the counter and forced the bedroom door open, staring at the wide-eyed Dallas with nothing but disdain.

"You have me standing right there in your kitchen, and instead you’re in here using your right hand like some sort of loser. What the fuck, Dallas?”

As she awaited any sort of comeback, she began loosening the buttons of her blouse. His voice becoming little more than background noise as she undressed for him.