ok, send me a question and your answer to that question in regards to your crush or significant other then i’ll answer about my crush (bc don’t we all just wanna talk about our people??)
1: Do they drink coffee? 2: Are they left or right handed? 3: How do they do their hair? Facial hair? (If they have it) 4: What’s their favorite animal? 5: What is their relationship status? 6: What is their favorite band/singer? 7: Are they more a cat or dog person? 8: What does their laugh sound like? 9: Do they know multiple languages? Which ones? 10: How old are they? How old are you? 11: One word that describes them. 12: Do they have any pets? 13: What is their favorite TV show? 14: What is their favorite movie? 15: What car do they drive? 16: What ethnicity and/or nationality are they? 17: Where did you meet them? 18: What was your first meeting like? 19: What is their zodiac sign? Are your signs compatible? 20: What month is their birthday? 21: What is your favorite outfit on them? 22: Are they good texters? 23: Your favorite feature about their appearance. 24: Your favorite thing about their personality. 25: Do they make you laugh? 26: Do you make them laugh? 27: Are they good huggers/ kissers? 28: What is your favorite “flaw” that they have? 29: Are they nice to strangers? 30: What is the funniest thing they have ever said? 31: Saddest? 32: Weirdest? 33: Cutest? 34: Ever dreamt about them? What happened in the dream? 35: How tall are they? How tall are you? 36: Do they have a booty? 37: What are their hobbies? 38: What are their talents? 39: What would your dream date be with them? 40: Does anyone know about your crush/love? 41: What do you guys have in common? 42: Do they go to the gym? 43: Do they go by their given name? 44: What is their favorite color? 45: How far apart do you live from them? 46: What song reminds you of them? 47: Do they listen to a lot of music? 48: What do they smell like? 49: If they were in a book (protagonist or antagonist or supporting character, up to you) how would the writer describe them? 50: How often do you see them? 51: The last text/ message they sent you? 52: The last thing they said to you in person? 53: What is the most embarrassing thing that’s happened to you in front of them? 54: Do they have any tattoos or piercings? 55: What color are their eyes? 56: What is their clothing style? 57: What is one thing that makes them really special? 58: Will you tell your crush your feelings? 59: How long did you know them before you started falling for them? 60: Was there a defining moment when you knew you liked them?
1: What’s the most annoying thing about your best friend/s? 2: Least favorite TV shows? 3: Favorite moment with your best friend/s? 4: What’s one quality you would like to have? 5: Name three people of your same sex you would: marry,kiss and fuck 6: Do you like your full name? 7: Tell me your most embarrasing memory 8: Favorite color to wear? 9: Favorite restaurant? 10: What would be a good first date for you? 11: Are you a good wrestler? 12: Are you allergic to something? 13: Would you be a good singer? 14: Who’s the last person you told “I love you” to? 15: What car would you buy if you had enough money? 16: Favorite cover of a song? 17: What was your last conversation about? 18: Where were you born? 19: Least favorite app? 20: Tell me two facts about your country of birth 21: Do you like wearing sunglasses? 22: When it’s a good moment for a first kiss? 23: What are your nationalities? 24: What would make you drop college/university? 25: A crossover between two shows (any shows) you would like to see? 26: Long or short hair? 27:A character from a book/TV show/movie that shouldn’t have died? 28: Favorite movie scene? 29:Do you ship more fiction people or more real people? 30: Favorite country song? 31: Favorite John Green book? 32: Least favorite Ed Sheeran song? 33: Favorite ship? 34: How do you deal with sexual tension? 35: Name a celebrity who died that you miss 36: Favorite Harry Potter spell? 37: Something you are scared of losing? 38: Someone you regret meeting? 39: Have you ever been hurt by someone you thought he/she was your friend? 40: Do you easily open up to people? 41: What is a gift you love receiving? 42: What is something you could leave easily? 43: Rant about that’s eating you up 44: If you could make one phone call to anyone right now, who would it be and what would you say? 45:Are you easy to love?
Cover art for Automobilia, July 1922.
The car is a Peugeot 15 HP.
René Vincent (1879-1936) was trained as an architect, but had a successful career as an illustrator during the first third of the 20th century in France. He contributed editorial art to the likes of La Vie parisienne and L'Illustration and did a considerable amount of advertising illustration, especially for automobile companies.
1. Who plans a romantic getaway?
2. Who asks the other’s father/father figure to marry their son/daughter?
3. Who buys a goat because the goat loves them?
4. Who has a vast knowledge about random facts?
5. Who likes to clean?
6. Who sleeps on which side of the bed?
7. How do they celebrate valentines day?
8. Do they like to go on double dates?
9. Who likes to stay up really late?
10. Who would be lovely dovey drunk?
11. Who do they ask to be their bridesmaid(s)/ best man/men?
12. What would their baby room look like?
13. Who can’t stop laughing at their own jokes?
14. Who distracts the driver by being a bit too provocative in the car?
15. Who is the competitive one?
Summary: You and Bucky are friends for a long time, but lately you start to develop romantic feelings for him. One day one of Tony’s parties everything changes but maybe not the way you wanted or expected.
You have been waiting in the parking lot in the car for the past 15 minutes, in 5 minutes Dan will arrive for your date and you don’t know if you’re ready for it. Sure, Dan was a great guy, he was nice and funny and polite. But there is a part of you that is hearing Bucky’s words inyour brain over and over againand as much as you try you can’t silence it.
You hate how insecure you feel right now, what if Bucky was right and Dan was using you for some ulterior motive? Or if Dan was drunk and regretted asking you for this date? You try to calm yourself down, thinking about all the possibilities in the worst case scenario “You went to another failed date and you had an overpriced cup of coffee” you think.
You get out of the car when you see Daniel coming down the street “You look beautiful.” He says you can’t help but blush, you are wearing some jeans, with a white shirt and flats. Nothing that deserves such a compliment “You look nice too, black really make your eyes pop.” He smiles shyly at you, having almost the same reaction as you with the complement.
When you get married, you don’t have to spend thousands of pounds on a dress, hire 15 sports cars, hire the best DJ who will pump the latest Bollywood beats, hire out a castle and order food which can feed a small country.
The Prophet’s ﷺ marriage with Khadijah was simple, yet no one saw a people more dignified and loyal in marriage.
Their love was so great that we still learn from them 1400 years later. رضي الله عنها
^Bring Me to Life comes on the Regalia’s radio^
Ignis: *desperately reaches for the off switch, but the radio keeps playing*
Gladio: Turn it off, now!
Ignis: It’s no use. He’s done something with the controls. Pray to the Astrals…
Prompto: *slowly turns to Noctis*
Noct: Prompto, don’t…
Prompto: WAKE ME UP INSIDE *dramatically reclines chair* WAKE ME UP INSIDE! *reaches for Noctis* SAVE ME!
Gladio: *now crushed by Prompto’s seat* PROMPTO, GET THE HELL UP!
tree bros prompt where evan works at a la mode and connor comes in with his family and is really shy and embarrassed bc oh look there's a new worker and he's really cute
yoyo mayo this got a lot longer than i planned it to be but hope u like it nd thanks for the prompt, anon!
Connor’s day went from bad to worse once his parents broke down the news that they’re going for a “family treat” at A La Mode. Once he saw the smiling face of his mother - and the calm one of his sister, and the content one of his father - his nose scrunched. Was it of disgust, or of annoyance - because it’s like they were rubbing it in his face that they’re all perfect, except for him - or perhaps both, he didn’t know. All he was aware of was the hopeful glint in Cynthia’s eyes while she looked at him as if she was begging him to go.
He sighed, putting down his phone (because “staring at your phone while someone is talking to you is very impolite, Connor!”) and facing his mom with a tired expression.
“Do I have to?”
Cynthia clapped her hands together, obviously delighted that she did not receive a blatant “no.”
“It could be useful.” She said. “You could meet someone!”
“Yeah. Maybe you find a real friend in a person. You know, a human being. Not weed.” Zoe added nonchalantly. “Besides, you could use some family time. You’ve been locked in your hole of a room since the beginning of the summer.”
“No one would want to have family time with someone like you, Zo.” Connor snarled, his hand already reaching for his phone so he can get up and get the hell away from everyone.
“Zoe. Don’t be mean to your brother.”
“She’s right, you know.” Larry interrupted, earning a glare from Connor.
Cynthia sighed (once again) and unclasped her hands to place one on Connor’s shoulder. “Look, Connor. You really should find someone to be friends with. It helps to not be alone.”
“Friendship isn’t going to cure me.” Connor scoffed, shrugging her hand away.
“I never said it would cure you. I said it would help.” Cynthia drew back her hand, a sad look on her face. “Just try it. Were going to A La Mode, and if you don’t like it there, you won’t have to go ever again, okay?”
Connor actually considered it. It was a pleasing offer, after all. One afternoon with this hell of a family and then never again? Sign me up!
“Alright, okay. Sure. Ill try it.”
“Good.” His mom nodded, happy and content and gross. “Go get ready, you too Zoe! I want you both in front of the car in 15 minutes!”
Connor regretted everything. The deal, what he decided to wear, his chipped nail polish… Everything was absolute shit.
The car was way too hot for resting in the sun all day, and the black leather of the seat stuck to him like glue.The seat belt was basically carving his chest, but he had to wear it because “Traffic safety is important, Connor!” Ugh.
Some obnoxious pop song was playing - thanks to Zoe’s terrible taste in music - and he thought his ears are going to bleed. Literally.
“Can you turn that shit down?” He yelled over it, annoyed and so done with this bullshit.
“That “shit” is the number 1 song on the pop songs chart, thank you very much.” Zoe retorted, and Connor saw red flash before his eyes.
“Alright, you two, we’re here.”
Connor felt like throwing up at the sight. Everything was pastel and cute and adorable and disgusting. More disgusting than he remembered. Baby pink posters poked his eyes like literal thorns, and the bright blue walls weren’t much better.
“Who designed this thing? A toddler?”
Cynthia flinched at the snarky comment, but said nothing except: “Be nice.”
Connor felt relief wash over him once he realized the place was mostly empty. There was a pair sitting in a corner and a girl sitting alone to his far left. He took the chance and ran for the table to his farthest right, not wasting any time on waiting for his parents and Zoe. He didn’t bother to look at the menu, they came here way too often for him to not be a regular.
The four of them sat in absolute silence for about 5 minutes, Larry being the only one who actually looked at the menu. “I want to try something new out.” He said, which was weird, because he was a pretty plain guy. Vanilla or chocolate. No joking around.
“G-good afternoon, can I h-have your order?”
“I’ll have, um, cookie dough.”
“Vanilla.” It was Larry, of course. That much about trying out something new.
“I’ll just have the regular.” Connor said simply, eyes still fixated on his phone.
“A-ah, um, sorry, I don’t usually w-work here…”
Only then did Connor actually look up, and to his surprise, saw that, yeah, that wasn’t the usual employee who worked here. It was someone much cuter.
The boy in front of him wore a blue polo shirt accompanied with a white apron, his eyes were soft brown - the prettiest brown Connor had ever seen - his hair was dirty blonde, and dear god, he had the cutest awkward smile plastered on his face.
Connor was at loss of words at this point, he kept opening his mouth - but nothing would come out.
“He’ll just have chocolate.” Zoe cut in, carrying an apologetic smile. “Sorry, he’s a bit awkward.”
“O-oh.” The cute boy stuttered, his smile suddenly dropping. “It’s okay! I-I am too!”
The the four of them (without Connor) shared a laugh before the adorable stranger left to get their orders done.
After a minute of being in a trance, Connor’s head whipped to Zoe. “I don’t even like chocolate!”
“That’s for the ugly remark about my favourite song.” She said, flipping him a bird from under the table.
Shit, Connor thought, I didn’t even get his name.
Thankfully, when he came back, Connor caught the name on the tag that sat on the strap of his apron. It was Evan. A cute name for a cute individual.
Evan smiled politely while handing the ice cream over to Connor, and damn, it was cute and aimed at him, the Connor Murphy who wore black chipped nail polish and smelled like weed half of the time and was a failure in practically everything, and a cute boy was smiling at him, just at him.
Connor ate his ice cream as if he had starved for months - which earned him quite a few brain freezes - and as soon as he was done with it, he scrambled up to his feet and walked to the counter. He leaned his elbow on it and gathered all the confidence he had to try and seem as casual as possible.
The cute boy - Evan - was in front of him as soon as he appeared, wearing that same smile, and god, it made Connor’s heart melt.
“Can I have a refill?” Connor slid his cup casually, despite his brain screaming at him that he’s going to fuck something up. “And your number?”
It took every single atom of strength in Connor’s body to prevent him from exploding at the spot. He expected rejection - the soft kind though, Evan seemed like that guy who would feel bad and apologize for rejecting you - and it was eating him alive.
Instead of spitting out a “no”, Evan just blushed and smiled even wider, and shit, Connor was far too gone now.
Once Evan came back with Connor’s ice cream, and seemingly nothing else, Connor’s heart dropped into his stomach. Evan handed him the cup - his hand was shaking just slightly, which made him even cuter - and Connor silently accepted it. You really fucked everything up now.
And then, out of thin air - or more precisely, the front pocket of his apron - Evan pulled out a yellow post-it note and planted it in front of Connor.
“I-I’m free every day e-except Mondays and Wednesdays.” He said, and Connor instantly put up a mental reminder to remember that.
“Uh, thanks. For the ice cream, I mean.” Connor grabbed the note, holding it between his fingers. “This too, of course.”
There was a beat of awkward silence and then: “I n-never got your name.”
Connor winced. “Oh! Of course, ah, it’s Connor. Sorry.”
Evan smiled again - dear lord he smiles a lot is he trying to kill me - and nodded. “It’s okay. I should expect a message, then?” He said, seeming almost surprised that he didn’t stutter.
Connor winked before leaning a bit closer.
“Turn your volume up.”
Evan flushed and Connor turned on his heel, walking away with a grin on his face and a post-it note in his pocket.