promo me pls

seen from United States
seen from India
seen from Sweden
seen from Czechia
seen from Georgia
seen from Yemen

seen from Italy

seen from United States

seen from Malaysia

seen from Singapore

seen from Russia
seen from Greece

seen from United States
seen from France
seen from United States
seen from Indonesia

seen from Maldives

seen from India
seen from Singapore
seen from Yemen
promo me pls
GOOD LAWD night of 5 billion text posts. This morning I was tagged back by the lovely Justina (dazzlingevilbitch).
Rule 1 - Post the rules. Rule 2 - Answer the questions the tagger set for you in their post and then make 11 new ones. Rule 3 - Tag 11 people and link them to your post.
Tangerine, Gold, and Black.
Tangerine: They have a body, and it is a nice body let me tell you. The best body I've seen today. And they've got hair on that body. And a heart, and lungs, and muscles in all the anatomically correct places. I mean, DAMN, they've got eyes in their skull and shit. I can't fucking believe I got so lucky as to have someone in my life that has skin. Damn. Luckiest person is me.
Gold: Ah, a little bit ago, my roomie's brother was threatened by his gf's landlord/friend'sfather/guy who's letting her stay because she's technically homeless. So his dad calls the guy to warn them that they're going to have words and the dude doesn't take him seriously. When dad shows up, however, the guy gets nervous. You see, dad used to be a semi-pro boxer, did strongman competitions, and he builds pools for a living; he's fucking ripped and his shaved head only accentuates how much he's going to fuck you up. So the dude, in his constant state of drunkeness, still tries to insult dad and his son and his wife and that he can do whatever he wants to whomever he wants. So dad gets all up in his face, flexes, and uses his big boy voice to basically say 'you can insult me all you like, but don't you ever talk about my wife that way, call my boy a son of a bitch, or even THINK of laying a hand on my boy or his girlfriend or I will kill you'.
Roomie's dad scored points with everyone that night, and I felt proud to know that he really would kill that guy. :D :D :D
Black: The details are fuzzy, but this one time in elementary school, I answered a question wrong in front of the whole class, even though I knew the correct answer and basically everyone else did too. I shamed myself for the rest of the day.
Wow GD, I was an uptight kid.....
‽☼‽
Awww don't be shy! <3
Your doodles are so cute! Can I has one? :)
Sankyuu! 8D Er... I'm not sure what all you're into, but I saw Zexal, so.
Δ
Oh man, I need a really good one for you, sweetie...
I helped form my high school's literary magazine. I was going through a really big writing phase at the time, and I was getting a lot of practice through fanfiction dot net, ironically enough. I was Short Story Editor for its first year, and I really loved reading everyone's stories.
My favorite was probably a short story that doubled as political commentary about class segregation and poverty. Its setting included heavy references to drugs and alcohol, though, so it was ultimately censored. I wasn't a big part of it the year after that, since everything I liked was being censored.
I don't think I've completed a story since, now that I think about it.