Hey Hey A Lil Reminder That This Exists! It's Still Open For Submissions, And Also For Ideas What To

Hey hey a lil reminder that this exists! It's still open for submissions, and also for ideas what to do with the submissions xD I may have just wanted to get the answers but have no idea what to do with them 😅 So if any of you have ideas do let me know because I want to share these with you all since they're all good!!!

I made something :D

Google Docs

not so secret project/post

Hihi, it's me, Lemmi! Soooooo I wanna make something and I need some insight/answers from you guys! You don't have to answer all of them,

Please fill it out if you can, no worries about any information getting to me, I only see your answers.

I'm gonan use this for something later on :D

~Taglist~ @eamons-redguitar @pine-ferret @pl4ntz111

I am here at the Teufelstopf

I'm currently rereading 100 Years Quest and oh my god

I have never wanted to break a character more in my life. Give me one night with this man and he will be BROKEN. He won't even remember his own name when I'm done with him

No I don't want to fuck him. I just want to break him.

No I don't know why.

God Serena Count. Your. Days.

We’re not neighbors

~MASTERLIST~

Part 1

You and your parents just moved into the neighborhood into a freshly built house, your parents built it themselves, which just so happened to be next to the Mayor, you found out, but had no idea what side. Day 1 was truly more like day 0, since all your furniture was still being delivered, you barely had a mattress, pillows and a blanket to sleep with, the rest was either still at your old place or on its way here. You had only packed one bag of clothes, toiletries, your laptop and your swimwear, since you would finally have a pool, which you would be able to use immediately.

And that’s what you were doing, laying by the pool on the one pool lounge chair you personally dragged outside, eyes closed behind your sunglasses trying to relax after the long journey here and the stress of moving. Inside your parents coordinated with seemingly every person on the planet; the moving company, their friends, their jobs, your school, even some of the neighbors had already come by, not the Mayor yet, your parents would have come to get you if that happened. 

You had your laptop, safely under your lounge chair to shield it from the sun, playing music loud enough for you to hear but not others. You swore you could have fallen asleep, that’s how comfortable and tired you were, when someone or something hit your pool with such speed and force that it splashed so high that it reached you, the cold water waking you up abruptly and instantly. You sat up and looked in the pool, seeing a medium sized ball, probably volleyball, floating around the middle of it. 

“Ah, so you are alive.” you heard from somewhere above you, but it wasn’t a voice you recognized, so it didn’t come from your house. You spun around, probably looking like a fool, before spotting the person. It was a guy, approximately your age, leaning out of a window which was probably in his bedroom. He had his arms crossed and was leaning on them, a shit eating grin on his face. ‘Oh great. My neighbor is a creep.’ you thought. “Why the fuck did you do that?” you wish you could retaliate, but your throwing and aiming skills weren’t the best, and you had a feeling you didn’t want to embarrass yourself in front of that guy. 

“To prevent you getting heat stroke and dying. You’re welcome.” he stated as if it was fact. “Well I’m obviously fine, asshole” you wanted to go in the water to get the ball out, but didn’t want this guy to watch you do it. “Yeah, ‘cuz I saved you.” he smirked. Oh how badly you wanted to knock that smirk off of his stupid face. You just rolled your eyes and made your way back to your lounge. “So…” he started. “So?” you raised a brow. “Who are you?” you let out a sigh. “Obviously I’m Santa Claus, can’t you see?” you mumbled, moreso to yourself. “Fuck you asking for?” You yelled back, an idea suddenly popping into your head. You didn’t turn to face him, reached down under your lounge into your bag and fished out something you didn’t think you’d get to use this soon.

“‘m asking for myself. I am your neighbor after all, isn’t it normal for neighbors to know eachothers names?” the sass and smirk were audible in his voice, you hated it already. You walked back to your pool, careful to conceal your weapon so he wouldn’t see. You dipped it underwater and waited for the bubbles to stop. Very luckily for you, when you looked up at him, he was turned away from you, reaching to grab something. As quickly as you could, you aimed right for the back of his head and pulled the trigger. A strong jet of water flew from your gun, high up to his window, hitting him perfectly. He yelped pathetically, flailed for a bit then fell off the chair he was sitting on. You spun your gun like in movies, then blew against the end and held it against your side.

“Even?” You asked, trying not to laugh. From your angle you could only see the top half of him as he stood up, using the windowsill for support. His hair was pretty wet, sticking to his face, even a bit at the front. His shirt, on the other hand, was absolutely drenched. He looked like a wet cat. He shook his limbs and head for a bit, then his head snapped to you, and with an absolute look of murder in his eyes he replied. “Oh you are so fucking on.”

Maybe he wouldn’t be that bad of a neighbor.

~Taglist~ @pine-ferret @awild-mustang

One of my favorite YouTubers, Hannah Bayles, just uploaded a 2 hour long reaction to the Dear Evan Hansen movie.

I decided to watch it, because I had never seen the movie before but I had heard it wasn't great, plus the fact her video was almost as long as the movie itself made me really interested.

Y'all.

I cannot even begin to describe how badly I hated that experience. It took me almost 3 hours because I myself also recorded my reactions to it.

I already have big feelings about the musical but the movie?????

I don't think I've ever hated an adaptation more in my life. I was asking myself when this would be over and we weren't even halfway through.

If you're planning on watching it, please don't. If you have and you want to torture your enemies, make them watch it.

GUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUYSSSSSSSS

GUEEEEEEEESSSSSSSS WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT

:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

(it's actually just like 1 idea but shhhhhhh)