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ID #67153

Name: Sam
Age: 19
Country: United Kingdom

I’m 19 and very British ah ah, I’m looking for a pen pal as I’ve always wanted one and just to talk to someone for a different country and learn about their way of life appeals to me. I’m a huge geek, love gaming and binge watching TV or Netflix love talking about what I’m watching currently watching: 13 reasons why, touch, persons of interest, and many more!!
happy to talk in anyway !

Preferences: I’m happy to talk in anyway, I don’t mind who I talk to as long as your nice

anonymous asked:

[NOT A CONFESSION] wait, y'all aren't teens or in your twenties???

the first book came out a month before my 10th birthday and my british pen pal, from whatever class we had to have penpals in, sent me a copy FOR my birthday. have literally been here since the beginning <3 -Tech

The sum of every song in Hamilton
  • Alexander Hamilton: it me, ya boy ham
  • Aaron Burr, Sir pt. 1: hey Burr, we're both orphans and I'm really smart and I want to graduate college in 2.6 seconds like you
  • Aaron Burr, Sir pt. 2:
  • My shot:
  • The story of tonight: were about to go to war but we have freedom and it's going to be great
  • The Schuyler sisters:
  • ANGELICAAAA (work work) ELiZZA and leggy
  • Farmer refuted:
  • Our boy ham straight up flames our British pal Sammy boy
  • You'll be back: meanwhile
  • , King George III is in Britain and is lying to himself
  • Right hand man:
  • Burr: hey hi hello I exist
  • George washing-machine:
  • Alexandre: general washingmachine you called for me
  • Burr: -,-
  • George washingmachine: HAM YOU'RE HERE BE MY SECRETARY
  • Ham: what no thanks
  • Washingmachine: pls
  • Ham: ok fine
  • A winters ball:
  • The boys: WE ALL LIKE GIRLS
  • Laurens: ,:)
  • Helpless:
  • Ham: hey marry me
  • Eliza: :)ok:)
  • Satisfied:
  • *flashback*
  • Angelica: I like alexandre
  • Eliza: I like alexandre
  • Angelica: oh okay *throws herself out of the window*
  • The story of tonight *reprise*: our boys ham, laurens, Hercules mulligan and Lafayette are really drunk
  • Wait for it: Burr is in politics but has no political opinion and nobody exactly knows what he's waiting for
  • Stay Alive:
  • A ham: daaad commme ooooon let me fiight
  • George washingmachine: ehhhhhhh I don't knooow let's send in lee
  • Charles Lee: IM A GENERAL WHEEEE
  • George washingmachine: that was a mistake
  • Ten duel commandments: Lauren's wants to duel lee because he was being salty towards our favorite dad, George washing machine, and they do and Lee gets shot
  • Meet him inside
  • George washingmachine: wtf ham
  • Alexandre: lee started it
  • George washingmachine: son stop
  • A ham: I AM NOT YOUr SON
  • George washingmachine: go home
  • That would be enough:
  • Alex: Eliza I'm poor
  • Eliza: I know idc lol
  • Alex: :)
  • Guns and ships:
  • General washingmachine: hey alexandre pls come back
  • History has its eyes on you:
  • George washingmachine: hey son, if you make any mistakes everyone in the future will probably only focus on that
  • Yorktown:
  • The colonies: HEY WE WON THE WAR
  • What comes next:
  • King George III: haha good luck running a country lol see ya
  • Dear Theodosia:
  • Burr: I had a baby girl she's cute and her name is theodosia
  • Non-Stop:
  • Burr: Alexandre why can't you shut up
  • Alexandre: Kay I will
  • *later*
  • Alexandre: look I wrote 51 essays in 2 seconds to defend the US constitution
  • Burr: WHAT
  • What'd I miss:
  • Thomas Jefferson: hey I'm back from France
  • Hamilton: who r u
  • Cabinet battle #1:
  • Thomas Jefferson: your financial plan is dumb
  • Ham: ur dumb I don't agree
  • Washingmachine: Alexandre calm down
  • Thomas Jefferson & James
  • Madison: no1 likes you
  • Washingmachine: they right you need to calm down
  • Take a break:
  • Eliza & Angelica: stop writing for once and leave with us to go somewhere
  • Ham: no
  • Eliza &angelica: wow fuk u 2 then
  • Say no to this:
  • Mariah Reynolds: my husbands abusive please have an affair w/ me
  • Everyone: NO DONT DO IT
  • Ham: I guess I have no choice okay I will
  • *later*
  • James Reynolds: ur having an affair with my wife give me money
  • Ham: k here u go
  • The room where it happens:
  • Ham: I'm having a meeting with James and Thomas
  • Burr: wat
  • Ham: we're deciding where the capital is
  • Burr: hey I wanna go
  • Ham: no
  • Schuyler defeated: burr is now senator instead of hamiltons father in law and ham is salty abt it
  • Cabinet battle #2:
  • Jefferson: lets help France with their war
  • Ham: wat no not another war
  • Washingmachine: he's right
  • Thomas: wtf of course you take his side
  • Washington on your side:
  • Jefferson: I don't like Alexandre
  • Madison: he wouldn't be so high up w/ out Washington
  • Jefferson: lets ruin his career
  • One last time:
  • Washingmachine: oops I'm not president anymore
  • Alexandre: dad no
  • Washingmachine: byyyyye
  • I know him:
  • King George III: what john Adams is the president now lol good luck
  • The Adams administration:
  • We know:
  • Madison, burr &Jefferson: you took government funds ur career is over
  • Ham: lol no I just cheated on my wife
  • Hurricane:
  • Ham: I've fought everyone, except for myself
  • Ham: I guess I'll change that
  • The Reynolds pamphlet:
  • Alexandre: Time to publish the details of my affair before anyone else for some reason and ruin my marriage
  • Everyone: wtf
  • Burn:
  • Eliza: hey wtf Alexandre ur the worst
  • Blow us all the way:
  • Philip: I'm really smart and I just graduated
  • Philip: hey wait George Eacker just said somthin mean abt my dad alexandre
  • Philip: hey Eacker lets duel
  • George: what okay
  • *later*
  • Philip: *aims gun at sky hoping that Eacker won't shoot and no one will die*
  • Hey this looks the the perfect opportunity to not shoot
  • Eacker: how bout I do AnYWAy
  • Stay alive:
  • Philip: oh no I'm dying
  • Alexandre: no pls
  • Eliza: WAIT WHAT
  • Philip: mom I'm dying
  • Eliza: wat no
  • Philip: oops I did
  • It's quite uptown:
  • Alexandre: hey our son is dead and I'm sorry
  • Eliza: I accept your apology
  • Eliza&ham: ;-;
  • The election of 1800:
  • Madison: hey burr is probably going to win the election
  • Jefferson: what no
  • Madison: if Alexandre likes you over burr you could win
  • Burr: wow everyone likes me
  • *later*
  • It's a tie
  • Everyone: Alexandre
  • Everyone: Jefferson or Burr
  • Ham: Jefferson
  • Burr: what
  • Oh look Jefferson is president now
  • Your obedient servant:
  • Burr: ham you cause all my problems
  • Ham: that sounds like a YOU problem
  • Burr: duel me
  • Ham: k
  • Best of wives, best of women:
  • Eliza: y r u up
  • Ham: I have a meeting
  • Eliza: Kay
  • Eliza: u better not be having an affair
  • The world was wide enough:
  • Burr: oops I killed ham I didn't mean too
  • Who lives, who dies who tells, who tells your story:
  • Everyone: :( Alexandre died
  • Eliza: I'm going to tell his story :)
ID #42388

Name: Leah
Age: 15
Country: UK

Hi, I’m Leah and I’m from England. I’m really not posh and I hate tea but still drink it. I do powerlifting when I feel like it and I am trying to work towards a competition. I like some TV shows like Sherlock and Great British Bake Off, The Big Bang Theory, Brooklyn Nine-Nine and other stuff like that. I also love Formula 1 having grown up around it and I love Red Bull Racing the most. I don’t really have many friends and I’m trying to make some in various different ways xx

Preferences: I don’t mind writing or online messaging. The only preference I really have is that you are 18 or under, nice and don’t mind me being awkward

City of Harmony (Lúcio Correia dos Santos Imagine)

(A/N: Lucio fluff requested - sorry I switched it up a little since I just published a bath scenario. Hope it’s okay!)

Numbani had to be the most amazing place you’d ever had the pleasure of visiting in your entire life. Gigantic buildings climbed high up into the clouds and reflected the sun beautifully, all the while the city buzzed with life. Omnics and humans lived together in peace here and you were thrilled when you were invited alongside Lena and Hana by Lúcio, the four of you were inseparable in battle and out.

“I’m so excited, I can’t believe Lúcio is performing here in Numbani! This place is perfect for him to release a new message.” Lena hooked her arms between Hana’s and yours, smiling widely as the three of you navigated through the city.

In your right hand you held an old, paper-made map of the city, squinting at the confusing scribbles. “I have no idea how to read this.”

Snorting as she raised her cellphone, Hana tapped away at the screen with her thumb and handed it to you, “Here. I don’t know why you’d even carry that old thing around. You know it’s made from trees right?”

You snatched the little pink device from her and she stuck her tongue out at you playfully, “You’re such a child, Hana.”

“At least I don’t use scrappy old things like whatever that is.” She motioned towards your map and you blushed, scrolling it up and shoving it into Lena’s backpack before raising the phone to your face.

“So we have to catch a tram onto the outskirts of the city to the beach, but how do we do that? I’ve never been here before.” Raising a hand to the sun, you blocked it’s harsh rays from your eyes and squinted at your companions.

“It’ll only take a tic, love. C’mon, let’s go! I wanna see what kind of shells there are!” Tracer dragged the two of you through the busy crowds, big eyes darting between people - both metal and flesh, to search for a passage route out.

A lot of pushing, shoving, prodding and apologies later you were standing among yourself, clinging to the metal pole above your head for dear life as the tram began moving at a speed you didn’t expect. Hana carelessly toyed with her phone with one hand, the other shoved into her pocket, the rocking of the tram didn’t seem to even faze her at all.

You however, swayed and rocked as the moving contraption did, “I think I’m gonna be sick,” you warned and Lena’s hand found your back, “No need, we’re here, look.”

Raising your green face, you sighed as the tram slowed and stopped at a small station where other omnics and humans waited patiently, you could see the beautiful blue off in the distance and didn’t hesitate to throw yourself off of the tram.

“Is that it? Is that the beach?” You giddily asked, and both girls laughed at you, walking side-by-side. “Pretty, innit?” Tracer commented, and Hana hummed in agreement.

“When is Lúcio going to join us? Doesn’t he have to set up for tonight’s show?” Hana grabbed Lena’s hand and Lena grabbed yours, the three of you taking off into an excited run.

“Lúcio has a whole bunch of staff doing that stuff for him, he got a lot of credits for those underground shows he did, remember?” Blinking to keep the sun at bay, you neared the beach, the pavement sidewalk turning into soft sand along the way.

“Lemme get our passes out.” Tracer stopped, swinging her backpack off of her shoulders and digging through it before pulling out three ID tags attached to red ribbons. She looped hers around herself before turning to you and dumping yours playfully on your head, the string hanging onto your nose.

“I’m nervous.” You confessed as you adjusted the neckband. “Don’t worry about it, Y/N. This is like our own little beach party. Not many people are gonna even be here.” Hana assured and your heart fluttered, “I hope not.”

“It’s our beach tonight, just ours and our pals’!”

Unzipping your jacket and folding it in your arms, you approached the beach, feet digging into the sand unsteadily. Around the beach were several large men in black suits and sunglasses surrounding the people behind the red rope that separated the party from the rest of the beach.

Your eyes scanned the crowd for Lúcio and when you saw the sway of those familiar dreadlocks you smiled, moving forward to greet him when a hand raised, blocking your path.

“Got ID?” He asked, looming over you with an intimidating stare. You stuttered nervously before tapping the laminated ID tag around your neck and with a quick inspection, the man unhooked the red rope and allowed you in, Lena and Hana following closely behind.

Despite the large expanse of beach available, the crowd seemed to really stay close together as they danced in the sun, a band on a small platform playing live keeping the fun up and the party jumping.

“Gimme your jacket, love,” Tracer offered, shoving the material into her backpack and kicking off her flip-flops. “How deep is that thing?” Hana laughed as she, too, shoved her jeans into the bag. The two girls stood in matching bikini sets and you snorted, “That is so lame.”

You kicked off your pants and shoes and folded them, compressing them into the bulging backpack and crossing your arms over yourself, you felt very exposed.

“It’s a beach, Y/N. Take your shirt off.” Shaking your head, you turned away, “I don’t want to get sunburn, or whatever.” A comforting hand on your shoulder had you slumping and as you turned, Lena smiled at you, “We’re gonna be in the water most of the day anyway, so no one is really gonna see you, love.”

A moment passed and with the bite of your lip and a timid nod, you removed your shirt and sighed at the feeling of the sun on your bare skin. “God, you could use some fresh air, Y/N.” Hana teased as she rushed off into the crowd of dancers to find Lúcio.

Tracer took your hand in hers as she dumped her bag carelessly in the sand and pulled you closer to the water, noticing just how anxious you were. You’d never been to a beach before, and this was an entirely new experience for you.

“It’s cold at first, but just give it a tic and it’ll feel great. I promise.” The Brit assured and you hesitantly dipped a toe into the waves. They beckoned you closer and step after step, the beautiful ocean waters swallowed you up to your waist.

You let out an excited shriek as a particularly large wave bashed against your body, taking your footing. Lena had her arms raised and she sighed, closing her eyes. “I love the beach.”

Nodding in response, the two of you ventured out further into the water until it was at shoulder-depth. You tipped your head up and wet your hair, enjoying the feeling. You felt so light, like you didn’t weigh a thing at all, and that was wonderful.

“I could almost take a nap.” You mused, and from behind you came a low-pitched laugh. “I don’t think that’s such a good idea, Y/N. At least let me get you some floaties.” Lúcio’s head bobbed closer to the two of you, Hana no where to be seen. “Do you have any?”

Your spirits lifted with Lúcio there but you suddenly realized just how intimate this was, the four of you were closely-knit but there was always something that held you back from truly connecting with Lúcio on a level of your own like you had with Lena and Hana.

Whenever he flashed that gorgeous smile at you, whenever his dark brown eyes found yours or whenever he called your name with a friendly wave, your heart fluttered uncontrollably. No one else had such an intense emotional effect on you, not like Lúcio.

“Let’s go out further, guys.” Lena suggested and you frowned, toes curling into the sand below, “I don’t know, it’s getting pretty deep. I can’t swim.”

Lúcio flashed that toothy smile at you and you melted, “Get on my back, Y/N.”

Eyes wide and face burning red, you shook your head furiously, “I’m too heavy!” The two gave you a half-lidded stare as if to say really. Without another word, the DJ wrapped your legs around his torso and cupped your upper thighs, oblivious to your embarrassment.

Turning your head to Lena you mouthed a ‘help me’ but the Brit smirked, swimming carelessly by your side as you wrapped your arms around Lúcio’s neck hesitantly. “I’m glad you guys could make it, tonight’s gonna be great.”

Lena nodded enthusiastically, “I’m excited, I haven’t seen you live in ages. How many people do you think will turn up?” The dreaded man grinned as the three of you deepened the waters, “A lot. A lot will turn up.”

“Someone sounds sure of himself.” You teased, relaxing against his smooth back. “People from all around are coming to celebrate this year’s festival, it’s gonna be awesome.”

Nodding, your gaze turned from ahead to all around, watching the shapes and shadows of the tiny ocean creatures pass. It was soothing until you saw something dark with long, sharp fins swimming towards you at an uncomfortably fast pace.

Lúcio must have felt your legs tense around him because his head fell back, eyes finding yours. “Hangin’ in there, Y/N?” You pointed a finger at the mysterious creature, eye unblinking in fear if they did, you’d lose sight of it. “What kind of fish is that?”

“What fi - ” hands squeezed against your flesh in fright as Lúcio’s gaze followed yours, turning to face it. “Oh, that fish.” Turning to warn your oblivious British pal of the possible dangers, you panicked to find her missing. “Lena, where’s Lena?”

The two of you scanned the ocean beyond and turned back to see the speedster who was playing volley ball at shore. Neither you nor Lucio had even noticed she’d been replaced by a vague, scaly third party. “Lucio, let’s go, let’s go back.” You pleaded and Lúcio nodded, “You don’t gotta tell me twice.”

Holding you tightly, he backed up slowly. Every step he took, the fish inched closer and the faster the DJ moved, the faster it reacted.

“I’m scared. What is it?” Lúcio rubbed your thigh comfortingly and the sensation made you shiver. Somehow the feeling was intensified underwater. “Don’t be scared. I’ve got you.”

You felt relaxed by his assurance before a huge, grey fin emerged from the surface and you screamed. You screamed so loud Lucio thought he’d go deaf, he tossed you as closely as he could to the shore, “Run, Y/N! Shark!”

The declaration had everyone scrambling in a panic out of the water and onto the shore and you felt yourself getting pushed and shoved between waves.

“Lúcio? Lúcio!” You cried, pressing past people and deeper into the water, searching for your friend. When you couldn’t see him, your heart sank and tears began forming in your eyes. Cries turned into screams as you searched the waters with your eyes, praying you wouldn’t find him in a dark pool of crimson.

The thought had you frenzied and as you opened your mouth to scream again, you felt arms wrap around you, pulling you in. “I’ve got you,” his soothing voice said, “I’ve got you, Y/N.” You turned and threw your arms around him, crying profusely. “I thought you got hurt. I was so worried!”

Lúcio held you in his arms for a while, whispering soothing words to you to calm you down. “It’s okay.” He promised, “Hey, look at me.” Tilting your head to look at him, Lúcio’s soft eyes were enough to calm the intense anxiety welling inside. “You’re okay. We’re okay.”

You watched his face. His skin was dark and warm looking, his eyes were inviting - a window to his soul and his lips were always alluring, especially when he spoke your name. Without another word, you closed the gap between the two of you, heart hammering in your ears.

The only thing you could hear was the uneven rhythm of your heart and the only thing you could feel was Lúcio’s lips firm against yours. You didn’t know this, but his hands were hovering over your back in shock, fearful that if he touched you he’d scare you off. The last thing he wanted was for this kiss to end.

Finally pulling away, you were scared to open your eyes expecting to find Lúcio’s disgusted scowl. That isn’t what you found - a dark blush blanketed his entire face, extending to the shell of his ears and neck. Lúcio was about to open his mouth to speak, arms still trapping you, when the most obnoxious laugh cut into the moment. There, in her little blue bikini and snorkel mask was Hana, flailing in the shores as she howled violently. “You should’ve seen your faces!”

Your eyes narrowed as you spotted the dark, grey fin strapped to her back.

ID #49294

Name: Krishan
Age: 30
Country: UK

Hi I’m krishan a British indian guy from London currently working in the city . I’m looking for a penpal as I think it would be a cool way to make a friend

Preferences: I would like to have a female penpal aged over 18 who lives in uk but don’t mind international

Watch on

“What a fucking loser. I’ll take you out any day buddy.” 
Matty wasn’t too happy, and for good reason. But why do you sound British pal? HA……..I’m dead. 

can i ask a question?? how did all you americans start watching holby?? like is it shown over there on some obscure channel?? or did u all just stumble upon berena gifs on tumblr and were like ‘that i need that’

lots of love, a confused british person x

p.s. also if any americans want a british pal pls holla!! i luv u

If you are British and you vote today and you are still undecided: Vote IN. Put the ‘Great’ in Great Britain. (Plus social, financial and economical advantages! Plus influence on the world stage! Plus the main issues the Leave Camp has, are literally not the EU’s fault! Like Middle Eastern refugees! And NHS cuts! And unemployment!) Also there’s no knowing what will happen to the UK, there is no precedent, but I’ll tell you now that continental Europe is not gonna do you any favours if you leave, on any fronts.

Also, you know, I live here now. Vote stay, keep Jay. I know English quite well and I pay taxes and work and contribute to society and my flatmate and British pals all consider me to be an above average human and shopkeepers call me ‘love’ and 'darling’ and they can’t be wrong.

Bremain, Bremain, Bremain.

quick reminder for fellow british pals: voting is tomorrow. i know it’s easy to be so bombarded with all the election campaigning that you stop really paying attention and get just some vague idea of it being sometime in the future, but it is actually tomorrow - pls don’t forget to vote bc that’s the worst thing. you’ll be kicking yourself for the whole next 5 years! plan it into your day right here right now so you’re not banging on the door at closing time :)