Rules: Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 92 truths about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person you tagged you.
I was tagged by @noizudesu (thank you!!)
What was your:
Last drink: Water!
Last Phone Call: Some wrong number called me
Last Text Message: “Couscous?” to my sister
Last Song You Listened To: No More Dream by BTS
Last time you cried: Today, tears of laughter bc I thought the fujita scale was the “fajita scale”
Have you ever:
Dated someone twice: Nope (I should prolly try to date someone once first)
Been cheated on: Nope
Kissed someone and regretted it: Nope
Lost someone special: Nope
Been depressed: Yeop
Been drunk and thrown up: Nope
In the past year have you:
Made a new friend: Indeed
Fallen out of love: Not really
Laughed until you cried: Today
Met someone who changed you: A little over a year ago, but yeah
Found out who your true friends are: Actually, yeah
Found out someone was talking about you: I don’t think so
Kissed anyone of your followers/following: Nope
General:
How many people on your tumblr do you know IRL: Not many, I don’t give my tumblr out often so mostly mutuals.
Do you want to change your name: Nah, I really like my name
What time did you wake up today: About 6:30
What were you doing at midnight last night: Sleeping for once
Name something you can’t wait for: To see Twenty One Pilots again this summer
Last time you saw your mother: Idk, a month ago? (I live with my grandparents so)
What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: Heh
What are you listening to right now: Legend of Zelda Rap by Smosh, it’s been years since I listened to this so the nostalgia is strong rn
What’s getting on your nerves right now: Trying to turn in my English final online and it isn’t working >:(
Nicknames: Panda, Milton, Big Booty Ho, Sassy Orange
Relationship: Singley pringley
Zodiac: Leo
Pronouns: she/her
Fav TV shows: Scorpion, I don’t watch tv often to have any hardcore favorites
School: High school
Hair Color: Strawberry blonde
Long or short hair: Short hair
Height: 5′ 8″ (172 cm)
Do I have a crush on someone: Yeah, it sucks
What do you like about yourself: There’s a lot I like actually like
Tattoos: None at the moment
Firsts:
First surgery: Don’t think I’ve ever had one
First piercings: Ears
First best friend: In the first grade, Fionna
First sport you joined: Volleyball
First Vacation: I honestly do not know
First pair of trainers/sneakers: Again, no idea
RN:
Eating: Nothing
Drinking: Nothing
Listening to: Glowing Eyes by Twenty One Pilots
Waiting for: Nothing?
Wanting kids: No thank you
Get married: I’d like to
Career: Who knows
Which is better:
Lips or eyes: Eyes, since even plain brown can be so gorgeous in their own way
Hugs or Kisses: Both?
Shorter or taller: Taller
Older or younger: Older
Romantic or spontaneous: Both!
Nose, stomach or nice arms: Honestly no preference
Sensitive or loud: Sensitive
Hook up or relationship: Relationship
Troublemaker or hesitant: Happy middle
Have you ever:
Kissed a stranger: Nope
Drank hard liquor: Nope
Lost glasses or contacts: Glasses, no - but contacts, ya know it
Broke someone’s heart: Hah nah
Been arrested: Nope
Turn someone down: That would require being asked out first
Tagged by the awesome noizudesu (omg you’re pinay. all the more reason why you’re my idol) I’m so honored ;///w///;
THE RULES:
Tag the person who tagged you
Answer the questions
Tag 20 people.
tagging: (I DON’T KNOW WHO TO TAAAG. asdfghjkl and and you don’t have to do it if you don’t want to!!)
forgotusernamewinkwink /// archangel997 /// noizisms /// noizbae /// I DON’T KNOW ANYMORE. I TAG MY BUTT (-̩̩̩-̩̩̩’_’-̩̩̩-̩̩̩)
LET THE GAMES BEGIN!
(under the cut!)
~general appearance~
1. How tall are you? 5′4″
2. Which color and style is your hair? Black, curly (big curls), reaches to my shoulderzz
3. Which color are your eyes? dark brownie
4. Do you wear glasses/contacts? no I do not (oωo)
5. Do you wear braces? NOT ANYMORE!!!
6. What is your fashion style? I usually wear dark clothes so that underarm sweat wouldn’t be visible lmao. Also JACKETS!!!
7. What is your full name? Ma. Larra
8. When were you born? November 19, 1997
9. How old are you? 17 I DON’T LIKE HOW I’M STILL UNDERAGE ASDFGHJK
10. Where are you from/live now? Philippines
11. Do you have siblings, and what are their names? I have an older sister. I call her Ate Egee (oωo) we’re currently angry with each other lmao (well I’m angry at her)
12. What school or college did you go to? At first, studied architecture in University of Santo Tomas, but I HATED THE COURSE. So I just stopped going to college until I dropped out at first sem. So now, I’m a transferee in iAcademy, taking up Animation. (so I can make Noiao animation kissus)
13. What kind of student are you? I might seam serious/ listening in class but I’m just reading fanfics... and thinking about ‘what if Noiz is my teacher” which leads me to internally fangirling.
14. Do you even like school? are you talking to me? I’m sorry but your question is invalid. There is no like in school. Please don’t use such words.
15. What are your favorite school subjects? MATH. I love math, but math has a burning passion of hating me.
16. What are your favorite shows? Ancient Aliens, Oggy and the cockroaches (lmao), regular show, Spongebob squarepants, Fairly odd parents, Teen Titans Go!, Big bang theory (the funny show), and those animal documentaries.
17. What are your favorite movies? ALL OF SHRECK, TOY STORY, FOREST GUMP, KUNGFU PANDA, HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON.
18. What are your favorite books? She’s come undone. The School for Good and Evil 1,2 and 3. I haven’t read Percy Jackson YET but I WILL LOVE IT LIKE HOW I LOVE SOLANGELO. SO JUST WAIT FOR MEE
19. What is your favorite pastime? reading fanfics, fangirling over noiao and solangelo, drawing *ehem* things *ehem*... and hating people.
20. Do you have any regrets? yes
21. What is your dream job? I don’t want to look into my future regarding jobs and succession and shiz.
22. Would you like to get married someday, and where? I don’t actually care. But I do want to fall in love.
23. Would you like to have kids someday, and how many? Kids? Lmao, Kids are like school. I hate both.
24. Are you a girly girl, a regular girl, or more of a tomboy? I’m a I-will-punch-you-but-I-won’t-bec.-I-know-what’s-right-and-wrong girl (oωo)
25. Do you like shopping? I hate going out. Can it just, magically appear in front of me?
26. What countries have you visited so far? My butt.
27. What is the scariest nightmare you ever had? My mom crying.
28. Do you have any enemies? lmao yes. Don’t hate me cos I’m beautiful lmao jk (but I do think someone doesn’t really ‘like’ me)
29. Who are your best friends? MY BESTFRIEND WAY BACK FROM ELEMENTARY!!! MIKKI!!!!!!!! I MISS PLAYING POKEMON AT M.I.S.
30. Do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend? no.... but... I have my dog...... which is the same???? lmao jk
~your music~
put your phone on shuffle and write down 30 songs WITHOUT SKIPPING
Therapy - All Time Low
I Have Friends In Holy Spaces - Panic! At The Disco
Walt - Kanno Youko (znt ost)
King for a Day (feat. Kellin Quinn) - Pierce the Veil
Laim Claim to Fame - “Weird Al” Yankovic
Casual Affair - Panic1 At the Disco
All The Small Things - Blink 182
Fist Wrapped in Blood - Silverstein
Saan Man Patungo - Parokya ni Edgar
We are Young - Pentatonix version but originally by fun
I Can’t do the One Two Step - ATL
Footloose - Kenny Loggins
Rock The House - Gorillaz
Pokerface - Lady Gaga
Drive - Incubus
Touching on My - 3OH!3
Mr. Right - A Rocket to the Moon
Fireflies - Owl City
Close Your Eyes - Meghan Trainor
Bodies and Words - Silverstein
The Other Side - Bruno Mars
Upsets and Downfalls - The Ready Set
Breakdown - Plain White Ts
All that we Needed - Plain White Ts
Give Me Anything - The Maine
Iris - Goo Goo Dolls
Candy Store - Faber Drive
Too Far Gone - The All - American Rejects
Love with Caution - Silverstein
Degausser - Brand New
It’s too bad NoiAo drama CD track 4 disc 2 didn’t play. ehehehehe
Prompt Parent & Child Meme: The family goes on a trip to the playground.
Rating Teen [tiny bits of blood & injuries]
Words 1.8k+
Notes I’m always so excited to write family noiao fics dfsjkgnk, I have a whole stockpile of ideas just waiting to be made into fics lmao. This kind of works as a sequel to this ficlet, too. Thank you so much for sending!!! <3 This may be a tiny bit more angsty than you were expecting, sorry. (sidenote, i love how my computer makes that emoji look liks it’s grooving to a sicknasty beat lmao)
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“Papa! Vati! I’m gonna go on the slide again, watch me!”
The young five year old merrily hopped away from his parents, climbing up the colorfully decorated steps to the top of the giant playground. When he was at the very top, in line with a bunch of other young children, he searched around for his parents. He found them and waved his arms ecstatically.
Noiz and Aoba waved back, softly laughing amongst themselves.
“Lukas really likes this place, huh,” Noiz said, watching as it became Lukas’ turn and he disappeared inside the plastic chute. “Even more than the one closest to our home.”
“I don’t blame him,” Aoba replied. “It’s much bigger, too. More kids that aren’t rich and snooty. If I were small enough, I’d probably go play with him. Wouldn’t you?”
Just then, their son emerged from the slide and came bounding towards them. Noiz mimicked the large smile on his son’s face. He scooped up his son and ruffled up his messy blue bed of hair.
“Yeah, I would. Should we visit this park more often, Lukas?”
“Mmhm!” their son exclaimed while nodding. “I like this park a lot! Next time let’s bring Ren! And Midori! And and and! When my brother or sister come and are big enough, them too!”
Noiz’s smile faltered by the faintest degree, but nonetheless he nodded and ruffled up his hair again. “Of course. If you like it here, we’ll go more often.”
Lukas laughed and squirmed about in his arms, begging to be released. Noiz set him down and the young child went running straight for the playground again, towards an empty swing set.
Aoba watched as their son ran off; once he was out of sight, he nudged Noiz on the shoulder.
“Hey, is something wrong? You seemed a little weird when he mentioned the baby.”
“Yeah, I’m fine.” The abrupt tone in his voice said otherwise, however.
“Are you still thinking about that? About them?”
Noiz’s lips quivered as though he wanted to speak, but couldn’t muster the words out. Bingo.
Aoba remained quiet as he gave his husband time to ruminate. After a couple minutes passed in silence, Noiz closed his eyes and spoke.
“Our surrogate called me earlier today. She didn’t say… anything too interesting… but I started thinking about that again. The what if’s that could happen.”
All those what if’s summarized as him not feeling capable enough to raise their next child. Even if they had gone over every possible what-if situation that could happen, Noiz was still concerned about what would happen if his child was born with the same affliction he had. Aoba couldn’t blame him— knowing that within the next couple of months, a child that he helped create would soon enter the world was terrifying.
They both shared that same hesitant feeling when they first planned on having Lukas; they both worried if Lukas would develop the same headaches that Aoba had. But he was perfectly healthy and showed no signs of carrying the same phenomena.
Aoba knew Noiz was destined to be a good father; he knew that well before they were married and decided to raise a family together. And Noiz was a good father. He was exceptional, even; he was more caring and focused on his son’s happiness than he gave himself credit for. By worrying about making the same mistakes his parents had made, he had become an even better parent than Aoba knew him to be. His main priority always was his children’s happiness.
But Noiz had a good reason as any to worry about his child. Aoba didn’t want their child to be born with the same ailment, either. But even if they were, he’d love them just the same.
Aoba folded his arms over his chest and sighed. “I’ll tell you as many times as I have to, everything will be okay. You’re not doing this alone.”
“I know, but... I can’t explain it, but... I can’t stop thinking about if they have it, and—”
Noiz was cut off by a loud thump, then an even louder bawling. Paternal instincts kicked in before the rest of their brain, and their feet started running towards the noise before they realized what they were doing.
They quickly realized that the crying came from their son. Lukas was curled up on the ground, with his hands cupped around his reddened and sore knees. When the young child saw his parents rushing forward, he only started crying harder and tried to scramble off of the floor.
Dread spread over Aoba’s body, chilling him down to the bone. The sound of his son’s crying made his heart sink deep into the pit his stomach.
He knelt down on the ground in front of him, finally getting a good view of the injuries on his legs—the skin was grazed and blood oozed out of the painful abrasions.
“L-Lukas…” Aoba touched Lukas’ shoulder to try and get the child’s attention. “Are you alright? What happened?”
“I… I was on… sw-swi-swing… a-and… I f-fe…” He was barely comprehensible between his sobs. He collapsed into his father’s arms and buried his face in his shoulder as he continued to cry.
Aoba felt Noiz lean down next to him and rest a hand against his back, the other wrapped around their son, comfortingly massaging circles into his back.
Their eyes met and they both had the same look of concern on their faces.
“I think we have an emergency kit in the back of the car,” Noiz said, glancing in the direction where they had parked. “I’ll go get—”
“No, I’ll go get it. I know exactly where it is. Will you take care of him?”
Noiz nodded and carefully took Lukas out of Aoba’s arms; he held onto him tight and carried him off of the playground, speaking to him as he brought him to a nearby park bench. At the same time, Aoba left for the parking lot, found the plastic case sitting in the back of their car, and hurried back with it in tow.
But now he was lost. He had no idea where Noiz took their son, and he couldn’t find them in plain sight. He had been too focused on getting the emergency kit that he hadn’t noticed which way they had gone.
He wandered around aimlessly down the park’s pathway, searching for his son and his husband. Paranoia had just began to settle in when he saw them, secluded and away from the other families in a clearing of trees, sat at a picnic table. Lukas was sitting on the table and Noiz was standing in front of him, mending his son’s injuries.
The strangest thing, however, was that Lukas wasn’t crying anymore. In fact, he had started laughing.
Aoba approached his family but kept a safe distance between them, not wanting to intrude on such an intimate moment; as he got closer, he could see that Noiz was using a handkerchief to wipe away the traces of blood and to stop the bleeding.
“…And you remember the last time you had to get shots?” Noiz said, smirking as he recalled the memory. “Your Papa was so worried about you being scared, but he needed to leave because he was scared of seeing the needle.”
Aoba felt a sting of hurt to his pride, but when he heard his son laughter, he couldn’t be upset.
His husband continued. “But even if he’s scared of needles, Papa’s still strong, right? He takes care of you when you’re sick and he helps you when you have nightmares. We all have times when we get hurt or get scared, and we have other people to help us... he taught me that.”
Lukas sniffed and wiped away the remnants of tears from his face. He wrapped his scrawny arms around his father’s neck and kissed him on the cheek.
“S-So you’re not mad?” he murmured.
Noiz hugged him back and kissed his forehead. “Of course not. Don’t feel guilty because you made a mistake. We just want to make sure you’re not seriously hurt.”
Touched, Aoba moved in closer. Lukas saw him first, smiling wide and pulling out of his hug with Noiz. Aoba kissed him on the forehead and set down the first aid kit, unlatching the front.
Noiz moved in behind him to grab disinfectant wipes and bandages. “Does it still hurt?” he asked.
“N-No, not really,” his son said, then frowned. “Well, a little...”
“Well that’s no problem!” Aoba said. He puffed up his chest and spoke in a boisterous tone. “I know Lukas the Brave will let us heal his injuries for him, right?”
His son giggled; he was distracted enough to hardly feel the sting of pain as they wiped his abrasions clean.
After they disinfected his grazes and put bandages over the worst of the injuries, Lukas insisted that they let him play for just a while longer. This time, however, he was much less reckless; even still, Noiz and Aoba kept their eyes on him as he played on the playground with the other children.
“So what sort of conversation did I miss out on?” Aoba asked.
“Lukas was feeling bad because he promised us he wouldn’t get hurt,” Noiz said. “He still felt guilty even if I told him it was okay, so I cheered him up.”
“By making him laugh about me?”
Aoba pouted, but his annoyance faded away as quickly as it came. “But I’ll admit… you did a good job of it. Cheering him up, that is. And cleaning his injuries. And… everything.”
He stayed silent for a moment, then sighed and rested his head against Noiz’s shoulder.
“You know, I don’t think you should be worried at all. You’re already the best dad Lukas could ever have… our next one is just as lucky to have you as their father.”
“Yeah, I was being too narrow-minded earlier. Because it’s not just me, it’s all of us. She’ll have you and Lukas, too, who will love her no matter what. Even… if she’s born with the same thing I had. It’ll be different this time.”
“Yeah. We will all be there to— W-wait, what?”
Aoba folded his arms over his chest and narrowed his eyes. “She? What is that supposed to mean!?”
“Oh…” Noiz rubbed the back of his neck. He looked away— and the faintest, most embarrassed blush colored his cheeks. “Our surrogate asked if wanted to know, and… I was curious. Sorry. I was going to tell you soon, but I wanted to surprise you with it.”
“Well you surprised me now!”
Flabbergasted, Aoba flung his arms around Noiz’s neck and kissed him, filtering out the sound of children and passer’s by. He broke apart and shook his head, still trying to process the information in his head.
“A girl… really, a… girl. Wow. We’re going to have a girl… I can’t wait to meet her.”
Noiz hugged Aoba back and sighed happily. “Neither can I.”
