I was tagged by @angryteapot THANK YOU SO MUCH DARLINGGGG <3 I LOVE YOU SO MUCH
How tall are you? somewhere around 5′6 and 5′7 i think but yo girl is learning to walk in heels. I wanna wear those crazy ass platforms one day xD
What style and color is your hair? I’ve got southeast asian hair so it’s BEYOND STRAIGHT, cannot hold ANYTHING. It’s black and cut just under my shoulders. I used to grow it out and it used to be down to like the small of my back but I chopped it all off into the bisexual cut and now im tempted to do it again LOL #mybiass
What color are your eyes? Practically black lol or a really really REALLY dark brown
Do you wear glasses? yep yep yep! Have since i was a kid sooooo
Do you have braces? Nah I was supposed to for a bit but luckily i didnt end up needing them
What is your fashion sense? so i have two split fashion senses living in me LOL first, the comfy girl who literally wants to walk around in sweatpants and leggings and will not take any shit about how its not professional or good looking like stfu im comfy. (This is my usual wear, like i go to class in my pjs if i can). The other side of me is the kind that shows up for work LOL i like to wear nice clothes, ive been getting more into dresses and skirts when I can. Plus walking in some runways (amateur ones cause yo girl can barely walk regularly, let alone in heels and all dressed up), ive been really enjoying being all done up :)
When were you born? October 15!
Where are you from and where do you live? I’m from Canada, still living in Canada lol no im not from toronto xD
What school do you go to? I go to a uni that’s like an hour away from Toronto - decided i didnt wanna tell yall which xD just in case
What kind of student are you? I used to be super duper smart, or at least i thought i was, because the middle/elementary and high school i went to were pretty easy. but when i came to uni i had to work a lot harder and actually learn shit LOL im in the faculty of arts which means no science or math for me mwahaha. I study hard but tbh i could probably do better
Do you like school? Eh sometimes. really depends on the prof and study material
Favorite subject? I really like learning about psych in the legal system, i enjoy classical mythology, policing stuff weird shit like that LOL
How many languages do you speak? Come on i can barely speak english LOL i could probably attempt to get by at french but that’s like a very small 1% probably
Favorite show/s? UHHHHHH at the moment??? I’m a forever lover of Leverage and Ouran High School Host Club. I really like Doctor Who though I’m behind like crazy. I used to be really into Criminal Minds but everyone kept leaving :( I used to binge watch House MD LOL. I watched supernatural for a while, BBC’s Merlin, Sherlock, etc etc
Favorite book/s? OMG MY ALL TIME FAVOURITE IS THE OCTOBER LIST i cant remember who its by but omggggg
Do you have any regrets? uhhh i have a ton from my highschool years. I wish i learned to say ‘no’ and stick to it a lot earlier in life. i also which i hadnt just gone to uni like everyone told me to LOL
Dream job? if someone could pay me to just hang out with some cool animals that’d be awesome
Do you want to get married? depends on the person LOL
Do you want to have children? DOGGOS AND FURRY FRIENDS ONLY
If so, how many? at least 2
Do you like going shopping? indeeeedddd. I love buying things i shouldnt LOL
What’s the scariest nightmare you’ve ever had? i used to have these recurring nightmares when i was a kid but i can’t really explain it well LOL most of my nightmares include fighting with my mom and family and stuff like that but every now and then ill have one with a fucking serial killer and its terrifying
What countries have you visited? NO WHERE :’(
Do you believe in miracles? id definitely like to believe they’re real
How are you? BORED. work is so fucking boring rn im dead
will Docs back be ok? After getting hugged by some body builder fish man 🐟🦞💪😃
He’s a tough guy! According to the stories that Doc has heard from his people (when they were alive) dwarfs are “of the earth” and when they die, they actually return to the earth by becoming statue-like. So his bones may actually be made out of stronger stuff!
Even though he is an old guy, it takes a lot to shatter his spine.
...Huh, wonder why he broke his arm a few times, then? Weeeeird. >:D
Iiiiiii’m BACK (temporarily)! I suppose all I need is a little inspiration to get me writing. This time it was from @purincipia‘s comic (here). Context here is that Asriel’s broke school rules (by not putting on his jacket) and was given detention by Student Council Prez Frisk. Enjoy.
It’s the end of a school day. Everyone is crying out in joy and rush home in high spirits, finally done school. All except one. All the other students move out of the way of a 6-foot tall goat monster as he walks down the hall with a look that could kill. Not that he’s trying to look this way, he’s just thinking.
“Why’d I have to get detention today?” Asriel thinks to himself. He pulls the crumpled piece of paper out of his pocket and straightens it out. It’s a crude drawing of Frisk with an annoyed look on their face emitting the speech bubble ‘You’ve got detention! Meet me at the student council room after school! -Student Council President Frisk.’ along with a frowny face. “I’ve explained why I don’t wear this stupid jacket anyway! It’s almost summer and the fact that I also have fur doesn’t make it any better!”
As he’s walking, Asriel accidentally bumps into a fellow student, who almost falls over when Asriel gives him a steely glare. Before Asriel has a chance to apologize the student runs away, scared for his life.
“I’ve got to fix this resting bitch face. It’s scaring my fellow students.” He sighs, cursing to himself for the black stripes that suddenly appeared one night. Sadly, it accentuates his commanding aura. “Speaking of this note...” He stares at the paper again “It’s hand written. Usually detention slips are on full pieces of paper and issued by teachers. Shame it is a detention note; by the way Frisk gave me it, it seemed like a love letter.” He’s tried his best to hide his obvious crush on the council president, and failed. Almost everyone knows about it and whisper to Frisk ‘You shouldn’t go out with him! He’s a delinquent!’ so loud that even Asriel hears it. “I’m not even a delinquent! I get passing grades and attend school. The only reason they think that is the damn marks.” He feels the black stripes on his cheeks. “And the glare.” He adds, sighing. He stops walking and stares up at the green sign atop the door he’s stopped at. “’Student Council.’ Well, time to face the music.” He says to himself, not even knocking as he pushes the door back. “I’m here for my detention.” Asriel loudly declares as he enters.
“Oh! Welcome!” Frisk greets as they close the book they’ve been reading. They briskly walk up to him. “I’ve been waiting!”
“I’m here, Frisk.” Asriel repeats, and surveys the room. Strangely it’s empty, sans himself and Frisk and a couple empty desks. “Umm, this is the place you told me to go, yes? Why isn’t there anyone else here? Like teachers, or other students taking detention?”
“Umm... No, they’re taking detention in another class.” Frisk states, smiling brightly and putting their hands behind their back. “Now, Asriel. You’ve violated school rules countless times over the same rule break. All you have to do is wear the jacket, and I won’t have to nag you all the time. Besides, the summer uniforms are coming very soon, so you won’t have to endure it much longer.”
“But Frisk.” Asriel whines, almost like a child getting scolded. “You can’t believe how hot it is with that thing on!” He looks at Frisk and sees the bright brown, puppy-dog eyes staring back at him. He sighs in resignation. “Fine, I’ll do it for you Frisk. Is there anything else you need me for?”
“Anything else?.. Well, there is one more thing I need of you...” Frisk slows down their speech, bringing up their hand and fidgeting with them.
“Which is?” Asriel asks, putting one hand on his hip.
“...” Frisk stays silent, as a slight blush appears from their cheeks.
Asriel waits for a grand total of 20 seconds, before giving up and walking towards the exit. “Well, if you’re not going to tell me, I might as well leave.”
“WAIT!” Frisk cries out in panic, lunging forward and pulling on Asriel’s collar, almost choking him.
“Gkkkk!- God, what is it Frisk!?” Asriel cries out in frustration.
“Please wait, Asriel! We never get any time to talk together during school hours!” Frisk pleads.
“We can’t really talk together if you’re not saying anything!” Asriel retorts, getting frustrated. “Wait, they want to talk with me regularly?”
“I’m sorry Asriel, just give me a couple minutes to calm myself! This is my first confession and I don’t want to screw it up!” Frisk blurts out then slaps both hands on their mouth.
“Why don’t you just get to what you want to say already, yo-” Asriel stops dead as his brain comprehends what Frisk just said. “Wait, confession? Are you saying...”
You can see the blush rise up from behind Frisk’s hands as they slowly nod.
“Y-you... L-like, me?” Asriel splutters out, getting another nod from Frisk. Asriel thinks of this for a moment, his brain going a million miles a minute. All he can answer is one word. “...Why?”
“Why do you need an answer?!?” Frisk hotly snaps back, still recovering from the blush.
“’Cause...” Asriel starts, trying to rack his brain, attempting to find reasons why Frisk would like him, of all people. “Because why would you like a no-good sack of shit like me?” He asks, gesturing to himself.
Frisk stares blankly, letting the words sink in. Their eyebrows furrow, and they lunge at Asriel and pull him up by his collar (well, can’t really pick him up, he’s over a foot taller than them) “Don’t you dare say that about yourself, Asriel!” Frisk yells at him, tears stinging their eyes. “There are many amazing qualities about you! I don’t want to hear you belittle yourself any more, do you hear me?”
“Many, eh?” Asriel stares to the side, trying not to look at Frisk’s eyes which are full of emotion. “Care to list them? Oh, after you’ve let go of me, preferably.”
“O-oh! Sorry.” Frisk lets go of him, watching him rub his neck. “There are many good parts of you, Asriel. Why do you think so lowly of yourself?”
“Have you taken a look at me?” Asriel laugh, sitting back in a chair. “I’ve got these black pupils, black marks on my face that make me look like I’m possessed, plus I scare everyone I make eye contact with. I’m a freak.”
“Those are just surface, Asriel. I know for a fact that you’re an extremely nice guy once one gets to know you.” Frisk sighs, figuring out where Asriel gets his self-deprecation from.
“But I’m a delinquent, right?” Asriel, sighing sadly and putting his eyes back on Frisk.
“You just look like one, Asriel.” Frisk smiles. “I’m the student council president, yeah? Once in a while I help the teachers grade tests. I know for a fact that you consistently attend classes and get over 75% in most subjects. Well, all but one...” Frisk smirks, knowing exactly which subject Asriel’s struggling with.
“Hey! Math’s not my strong suit alright!” Asriel replies, embarrassed.
“Yeah, I know.” Frisk walks up behind Asriel and drapes their arms around his neck. “I also know that you’re very chivalrous...”
“Mhmm...”
“And would help a fellow classmate if they’re in need of something you can do...”
“Go on...” Asriel straightens up and puts a hand on the arms draped around him.
“And you happen to look really good without that cursed jacket on...”
“You’re just saying that...” Asriel nuzzles his nose against the arm.
“And to top it off.” Frisk says, letting go and putting their hand on his face so he can look directly at them. “You have the most adorable face when you blush, like you are now. Who wouldn’t fall in love with a face like this?”
“I dunno, I think only idiots would fall in love with someone like me.” Asriel states in a sarcastic way, liking the way Frisk is staring at him.
“Hey, are you calling me an idiot?” Frisk laughs. “Well if what you say is true, than I may be an idiot.”
“Oh, and why are you an idiot?” Asriel prompts, smiling wider than he can remember.
Frisk plants a small peck on Asriel’s nose. “Because I love you, Asriel.” Frisk says, beaming.
“Same, Frisk.” Asriel replies, leaning up and pecking Frisk on the cheek. “So... Was this the other thing you needed me for?”
“Heh, yup. It’s kinda hard to get some alone time with you. I felt like this mock-detention worked perfectly enough.”
“Yeah, for some reason everyone else think we mix like water and oil. They’ll probably freak if they found out we were dating.” Asriel realizes, knowing he’ll have to put on a facade during regular classes.
“Yeah, we’ll have to find another way to meet up. I want to talk to you for OTHER reasons other than you breaking the school regulations.” Frisk ponders, returning to half-hugging Asriel from behind.
“Speaking of that:” Asriel starts, a knowing grin appearing on his face. “I’ve got an idea...”
THE NEXT DAY...
“Hey Asriel! You’re in a chipper mood! Something good happen after school yesterday?” A classmate of Asriel’s calls to him.
Asriel ponders the question for a while. “Yeah... I had detention.” He states, smiling from ear to ear.
“Detention?!? Why are you so happy then?” Before Asriel can answer he’s called by the Student Council President and he promptly answers their call.
“Don’t tell me he’s getting another detention.” Another classmate says to the first as they witness a familiar exchange of paper, undoubtedly a detention slip.
“Yeah, probably...” The first answers back. “But why does he look so happy?”
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Name: Cherry (not my actual name, just what I go by on any 2D digitalized medium. I’m aware that it sounds like a stripper.)
Time and date of current moment: 11:38 Saturday the 10th of January
Average hours of sleep: Varies incredibly. I did the silly thing of living on five or six hours for most of last term and all the joy was sucked out of the world. I get 12 + on weekends and holidays, and I’m trying for a balance of eight hours in school time.
Last thing I googled: Phantom of the Opera tickets so I could cry at the prices and dream.
Nicknames: Don’t really have any? Some people call me Zee from my middle name.
Birthday: 26th July
Gender: Female
Sexual orientation: Probably straight.
Height: 5’3” and constantly mocked :)
Favourite color: Royal blue? I’ve been really liking bright red recently.
One place that makes you happy: Would saying the common room at school make me too much of a nerd? Eh too bad, I am one. It’s way too loud and always just this side of uncomfortably hot and the upper sixth play terrible pop but it’s also great. And there’s a vending machine.
How many blankets I sleep under: A duvet? Just a duvet? Anything else and I’d suffocate.
Favorite movie: I don’t have a shining example of ‘this is the best film in the world you MUST watch it’ but I’ve always loved Howl’s Moving Castle. Yeh lets go with that.
What you are wearing: Rolling Stones top and maroon velveteen trousers (it looks okay I promise.)
Last book you read: East of Eden? A biochemistry textbook from the eighties? Oh it might have been a short compilation of Michael de Montainge’s works on friendship. I don’t know. I only know the date because my computer told me.
Tagging: cruciomysoul, chasintodd, possibly-batman, sweet-deadrobin and finepieceofcass!
