Grumpy + Calm Is My Weakness

grumpy + calm is my weakness <3

LITERALLY SAME, my OC couple Josep and Adler are based off that type 😁

What happen to your pinned post?

I’ve had a few, and I’d just decided to unpin them :)

They’re all still on my blog, you just gotta scroll for them now

Gimme 5 random fun facts about you! 💌

Sorry for the late reply! Umm…

I don’t like scrambled eggs but I DO like sunny side up eggs.

My favorite colors are blue and purple, but I like all colors tbh

I have ADD and anxiety (and probably other issues LMAO)

I’ve never been in a true relationship and have never had a crush (I’ve gone on dates but it’s never lasted for more than a month 😂)

I accidentally created some of my own comfort characters (I didn’t mean to, but some of the characters I made ended up becoming comfort characters to me. It’s why I draw them so repetitively 😅)

If you want to know more just ask!

*shows up in a mysterious and shady looking cloak from our of a dark alley* "psst, hey, you're interested in birds huh? Owls, yeah? A bit of creepy stuff too I see.. I think I have something that might interest you.." *Reaches under cloak and reveals* "The Owl House"

what was the worst customer you ever had to deal with?

Well I used to work at McDonalds, and I’d ended up getting yelled at by a grown man about how our ice cream machine was broken (lol I know, typical, but still not my fault). I tried telling him I could get him a milkshake instead, and he began arguing that milkshakes and soft-serve ice cream were the same thing.

Like, what? You fill your cones with soupy ice cream? You, what, use the cone as a shot glass? You eat cones with melted ice cream in them? That’s gross.

Anyway he cussed me out and swerved out of the drive thru and didn’t get any ice cream.

can you share your favorite line of dialogue out of context? :)

Is it ok if I share my favorite lines of dialogue from something I’ve written? Cause I really like these dialogues;

John rubbed his chin, acting deep in thought, humming. “Well, I’m no good at this sort of stuff, really… What about fifty coppers?” The woman laughed so hard she almost choked on her own spit, head thrown back sharply.

“Fifty?! It’s nice, but not that nice! Tell you what; I’ll give you ten and we’ll call it fair.”

“Psh, only ten? I’ll admit fifty might’a been a bit high, but I’m sure you can go higher than that.”

The merchant huffed. “Fine, fifteen.”

“Thirty.” John replied. Behind him Blake rolled his eyes.

“Twenty!”

“Twenty-five. C’mon, meet in the middle; That’s fair!”

With a nasty scowl the merchant hung her head, defeated.

“Fine, we have a deal at twenty-five– If you throw in the horse.” She added with a cross of her arms, probably feeling smug. That actually worked out perfect for him and Blake, but he couldn’t act too excited, so he pretended to think about it. Blake glared at him, glancing between the horse and the woman rapidly.

“Ehhh… Alright fine, I guess you can take the horse, too.” He said, sighing.

“Perfect! I’ll count out the money.”

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“And then?” John brushed his hands together to get rid of the dirt.

“Then we grab Robert and get outta dodge, is what I’m thinking. Of course we could always stay for tea, maybe some finger sandwiches–“

“I mean that this is your plan? This isn’t anything! It’s half-baked!” Adler yelled.

“Less than half-baked.” Blake chimed in. John rolled his eyes.

“Well then go ahead, make a better one. I for one haven’t had the privilege of being inside the castle but since you obviously know it so well–“

“None of us know what it’s like inside, that’s why we need Ekward’s help!” John stood up in a huff, glaring and flexing his fingers around the strap of his bag slung across his chest.

“Why don’t you go and chit chat with the bird’s then? I’m sure one of them will have Ekward’s contact information.” He said sarcastically.

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(Does inner dialogue count?)

He hummed, re-reading it once or twice before setting it down and pouring another glass. He lived in New Jersey, a quiet suburban neighborhood, and he was supposed to go to Oregon because a paper told him to? It was ridiculous, laughable even! He drained the glass and poured one more, drinking it just as fast. He'd better get packed.