#eachristelle

[ursotasteless]

8, 15, 21, 19, 52

Send me a number from 1-100 and I must answer the corresponding question as honestly as I can. Multiple numbers may be sent.

8) Who was your last kiss?

“I never kiss and tell, but you can take that spot if you like, cutie~”

15)  What is biggest regret this week?

“I don’t regret…ever.”

21) Favorite position?

“Ah, my favorite….ever heard of Arc De Tiromph? No? Google it~”

19) First thought when you wake up in the morning?

“Something along the lines of ‘fuck…I’m still here?’ this school is a nightmare that never ends.”

52) Are you happy with yourself?

“…..what do you think?”

[eaerikson-blog]

12, 14, 15 !!!

12) Your favorite pair of shoes?

“This sneakers given to me on my birthday by… Gwen.”

14) What is your favorite fruit?

“Apple.”

15)  What is biggest regret this week?

“Saving someone who was falling.” 

[eaerikson-blog]

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3) What was your last text message?

“Ensuring a job was completed.”

5) If you could be anywhere else right now, where would you be?

“An inhabited island without people asking me questions.”

13) Honestly, have you ever cheated on your significant other?

“No.”

15)  What is biggest regret this week? 

“... Pass.”

16) Are you into hookups? Short or long term relationships?

“No. I’d...” He sighs. “Long term.”

18) What do you do to get over your anger?

“I kill the people angering me.”

23) Your fears?

“Dying without meaning.”

27) What is something most people don’t know about you?

“I have enough blood on my hands to paint the main hall here red with leftover.”

31) Do you believe in karma?

“No.”

43) Break someone’s heart or get your heart broken? 

“Do you have a deathwish?”

53) What do you wish you didn’t know?

“That I’d be expelled if I kill another student.”

63)  If you could have three wishes granted, what would they be? 

“Free Tatiana... Burn that stupid book... and be in an inhabited island.”

75) Are you holding onto something you need to let go of?

“Self-Control. Tell me... Do you bleed well?”

[eaxkay]

45, 98, 23, 90

54) What big lesson could people learn from your life?

HAHAHAHAHA ( ‵ proceeds to the next question as if it’s already an answer )

98) Do you have trust issues?

I do.

23) Your fears?

I’d say nothing, but I worry about losing certain people sometimes. 

90)  What makes you angry? 

When my players can’t fucking shoot.

[seraphinaea-blog]

a couture high-end friendship shaped itself between the two putting to shame the grotesque familial rivalry among their   brothers. boom badoom boom boom that’s ❝ super bat. ❞.    ❝ a girl should be two things: classy and fabulous. ❞                         ( coco chanel ) ⇒ @eachristelle

[eaxselene-blog]

✧ ;; oops!

@eachristelle

selene prides herself on her ability to pull a good prank. her many friends and some unsuspecting classmates have been the victims of these harmless games. currently, she’s setting up a pail of water atop one of the doors. of course, it’s a classic: the victim would open the door, and voila! the pail of  water would drench said person. the water, in this case, isn’t exactly cold, but it’s not warm either. it’s a comfortable lukewarm, but being drenched from head to toe is hardly comfortable either.

hearing approaching footsteps, selene grins in glee. ah, her victim was coming. she hopes it was who she had intended it to be for, especially since she had texted them ten minutes ago, and the trek to the meeting point would barely take a matter of minutes. she quickly assumes her hiding spot, waiting for the fateful end.

the door swings open, and immediately, the pail of water crashes down onto the unsuspecting victim. she hops out of her hiding spot, grin adorning her face and ready to make a victory dance. wait a minute, selene blinks at the girl in front of her. she’s clearly dripping wet, and the pail is still sitting atop her head. there’s just one problem - this isn’t who she intended to prank. 

“oh my god,” selene says,horrified at what she’s done and who she has done it to. 

[eaxkay]

keep refrigerated

Kay tosses over his bed, finding tonight extra hot than any other day (and he’s even sleeping naked most of the time). He mumbles and sighs, flopping over like a little kid just because he can’t sleep. At times like this, he’d usually make a snowball out of his hands, but he doesn’t want his bed getting wet or whatsoever, and ice isn’t just enough.

So, he pushes himself up, slipping a plain shirt and jogger pants as he goes to take his neck pillow. Half-lidded eyes try to help him follow the route to the small high end coffee shop cafeteria in the lower floor-- the usual place he goes whenever it gets too warm for him at night. 

Pale blue eyes search the room once he arrives, smiling in content when he sees the big fridge. Having observed that the students usually drink so much bottled coffee, the fridge is usually empty at the end of the day. 

He walks idly to it, pulling it open for him to settle in. He smiles again, finding himself doing a good job as he falls fast asleep. 

[seraphinaea-blog]

♡.

❝ bombshells. ❞ ⇒ @eachristelle​

first year, hayley seraphina wayne, daughter of batman, met christelle jolie kent, daughter of superman. it was not that their respective dad were rivals at one point, hated each others guts at another or were member one and two of the famed justice league, but it was pretty much that. they could have replicated their fathers or their brothers peculiar relationship, but, instead, they ended up being good friends, best friends { wonder woman should be proud }.

third year, the girls had their ups and downs { mainly ups } and were president and co-president of the fashion club.  while their fathers were saving the day in meropolis or gotham, they were saving poor unfortunate souls with inexplicably poor fashion sense. if only people knew the power of appearance over how society judged them...

...speaking of which “did you see that girl with the elephant pants? so, outdated.” she repressed a sigh and further comments as her eyes fell on a lovely pair of heels.

if there was one activity that she enjoyed in life, it had to be shopping and no one was better than her best friend to hang out with. it was a lovely summer afternoon that they could not let go to waste.

“stella,” she called out pointing at the shoes. “do you think it would be too daring to wear those red pumps one day at school?”