I appreciate Lupita so much. Representation matters y'all ! It really does. Idc what anyone thinks, but, Lupita changed a lot of lives of little dark skin girls. She’s so beautiful ! I can tell you right now that thousands of girls are waking up more confident than they were before, because of this lady. From the skin, to the short natural hair ✨ she’s ICONIC
As crunchyroll finally released the last chapter I decided writing my opinion on it. I will make side comments but the main subject will be Nalu since many of you asked me if I think it is canon or not.
First of all we will be starting with the cover page, in which Mashima left some hidden clues.
where have we seen this before? That`s right.
Natsu`s shirt, which is more manly is more in his style with one long sleeve and a shor one is matching to Lucy`s old outfit from x792. Mashima always made them matchy clothes, didnt matter it was a bracelet, the colors, or a whole outfit.
Moving on… we didn`t have much interaction between NaLu at Lucy`s party
Even so, Mashima brought us a little nostalgia on the good times when Lucy was always screaming at Natsu and he wasn’t bothered by it, morover acting like a child. They are supposed to be 28-29 here right? (excepting the time skip) They remained the same kids they were once.
I have to say that i am really proud of Lucy. She`s such a kind girl, she didn’t care if her novel made her rich or not, but she fullfilled one of her dreams. Isn’t that amazing? I am really proud of my baby ♥
Also I have to say I am happy Anna remained in her timeline. She already lost her parents and she finally has a relative.
There we have a little teasing from Gajeel and also from Mashima himself.
Anna was the one who sent Natsu n this timeline, Anna made his scarf. He knew her since he was a little boy, he gave him the chill and he is admitting THIS is why he is always so relaxed being around Lucy. She has always been there for him, taking care of him and covering things for him. She was a good friend to him, his best friend and she grew in more.
Gajeel is teasing Natsu in here saying “ you liked her”
What could have Natsu say? “No? I disliked her?” No. Also Gajeel is shocked about his answer. He answered so relaxed and can you see that blushing Lucy? That`s right, she is blushing because Natsu somehow said he likes her. If he likes Anna, Lucy is alike to Anna, he likes Lucy too. so regarding the fact both Lucy and Anna have a similar smell, he is always so relaxed around Lucy, isn’t it the fact that your home has a certain smell, gives you a certain comfort? This is what Lucy is for him. His home.
In this panel, Lucy is admitting herself she is jealous over Gajevy. Why is she jealous? Because Gajevy managed growing into a mature relationship, Gajeel became a man, while Natsu is still an immature little brat, but he is her brat. We will never see Natsu saying things like Gajeel “ The woman i fell for” “ I wished walking side by side with you” or something like this. No, Natsu has his own way to express his feelings. Let`s remember some of his lines “ I am going to save Lucy” “ Lay one finger on Lucy and I turn you to ashes” “ Even if it’s just her head, Lucy is still Lucy “ “ From today on, you are mine” “Long time no see, Lucy” and so many others. There are different ways of saying “I love you” Its in your gestures and let’s remember how Natsu was affected by Future Lucy’s death and when they fought with August how he climbed over her to protect her. He is never going to let her die again.
Also Lucy is blushing so hard and is emarassed by the things Gajeel and Levy had done. She is not mature herself to do things a couple should be doing. She is still embarassed about this even if she is 19(or 28)
See? She had the same reaction as Wendy. A reaction a child would have when hearing things.
This doesnt have any link to Nalu but im posting it for gruvians and my gruvia heart
Finally you`ve got a hang of it Gray-sama. @giushia
Mashima is giving a tease again. “ the pair im most” the pair. So there are pairings.
Even if they fought Zeref and he put them trough hell, look at her face. She knows that Zeref and Mavis had found their peace they are back being someone else. Her look is saying “ sadness but still happiness” Could this be the love she`s also dreaming of? Even if they had a tragic destiny, they found their way back to each other.
she, herself is happy for everyone. Every single mage is happy including herself.
Now, let`s start with the Nalu Pages
there you go, Mashima putting another old scene. “ This is my room” But remember the first time Natsu was in her room? She kicked him out.
While now she made this cute face, she didnt kick them out and isn’t bothered by it anymore. Yet she still has to say something about it. A girl has to keep her dignity.
The love is in the gestures you do. How I said up. Natsu carried her home, took care of her. Its a little gesture, but what could had happen if he wasn’t there to carry her home while she passed out?
He took her home, he took care of her. He watched over her.
Now, that`s Lucy` way of complaining she will never walk down the aisle, she will never be a bride.
Yet, Natsu finds a way, an open door
“ You can walk out” You can walk out with HIM and join him in his job, like she has always done. Look at her face.He just gave her hope.
THIS IS NATSU`S WAY OF SAYING “ I wanted to walk side by side with you”. “ You can walk and take a job with us”
Furthermore, she is remembering all the memories the two of them had together. She bursts in tears.
And hugs him
She hugs him. He is the person who gave her everything. Without Natsu, Lucy would have still been the Heartfilia Princess. she should have married someone she didnt like, she wouldnt have achieved one of her dreams and she wouldnt have been in Fairy Tail.
She is greatful for having him, for giving her everything she wished for and even if she was rich, he gave her what her parents and their money couldnt afford. Friends and family. Fairy Tail was her family, they had always protected her, they had always been there for her.
Yet, Natsu doesn’t know what to do. He doesnt want to see her crying even if they are tears of joy. He just want to see her happy.
In these panels, I dont know if i can agree with the others or not, that a panel is missing. Seems it is missing something but at the same time not. Did he kiss her? Why is she so shocked? Or..he didnt kiss her, yet she said “ wait” if hereally didnt kiss her, then her “wait” was “ wait, I am not ready”.
But what are the things you did, Natsu? I dont think in this panel, Lucy is talking about her memories, but something he did.now. He answers “ what does it matter?” I saw lots of movies and series where the boy, after he kissed the girl and she said something similar to what Lucy said he answered “ why does it matter”. So he really might have kissed her and let`s remember Mashima doesnt know how to draw proper kisses. So a panel could be missing up there because Mashima didnt want to ruin that haha
They will always be togehter. They are going to a 100 years quest which is a lifetime. Natsu and Lucy will be together forever. Always and forever
My conclusion is that, in a subtle way than Gajevy`s or Gruvia, Nalu is canon and we can finally celebrate.
I am so interested in romantic stevebucky that develops from a deep platonic life-partnership first. I love stories about Brooklyn pining, and Bucky and Steve mutually stifling their romantic/sexual feelings about each other, but what I love best is Steve and Bucky knowing that they’re family. Steve being unworried about Bucky’s dates because Bucky always comes home to him, so what does it matter, really? Bucky becoming Steve’s next of kin after Steve’s mom dies. Bucky, on the war front, saying he doesn’t have a girl back home, but man, wait until you hear about my spitfire best friend. Bucky watching Steve fall in love with Peggy a little and being happy for him, because he knows that he’s not going to be replaced, and it’s good to see Steve smile like that. Steve and Bucky, platonic life partners.
Then, after tws, imagine Bucky starting to put the pieces together, and he looks at his relationship with Steve and goes, Oh. We were definitely in love. And he tells this to Steve, or maybe he kisses him, he kisses him and Steve is so confused.
“Isn’t this something we used to do?” Bucky asks him.
“No,” Steve says, shell-shocked.
“Oh,” Bucky says. “Sorry.” And then he drops the subject.
Except then Steve starts thinking about it. About him and Bucky, about that kiss, and he thinks, well, why on Earth did Bucky put that together? Because he hasn’t–he’s never–it wasn’t ever like that. Not really. But now he’s watching the curve of Bucky’s jaw, illuminated by the sunlight coming through the window, Bucky’s metal hand glinting where it rests on the kitchen counter, and he can’t stop watching. And maybe it takes a while–with Steve it usually takes a while–but eventually Bucky will laugh, tipping his head back with the force of it. Bucky will laugh and Steve will feel his heart constrict in his chest, and he’ll think, well, maybe I wasn’t in love with him then but I sure as hell am now.
So next time Bucky’s close enough to him, Steve will put his hands on either side of Bucky’s face and kiss him, saying, “Buck, you’re my family, you’ve always been my family. But you can have this too if you want it.”
Bucky just looks at him with fond exasperation, mutters “Don’t know how I kept my hands off you for all those years,” and loops an arm around Steve’s waist to pull him closer.
A/N: i was forced at gunpoint tonight to write a s4 drabble about bellarke realizing how the other feels about them. Rated T. WC: 1455.
Somehow, quiet is always around Bellamy. It’s like he wears it on his shoulders, along with all the pain and hurt and guilt. She doesn’t know if he’s even aware he projects it. All she knows is when she’s sitting with him like she is tonight, sorting meat packages into piles for storage for Alpha Station’s five years weathering out the storm, everything just feels calmer.
“Pass me the checklist,” Bellamy rumbles, nudging her hand with his. It’s the first thing either of them have said for the past half hour.
She obliges, and he squints at it.
“We’ve got to sort those.” He points. Clarke glances around. “Into different kinds of meat. We forgot to do that.”
“Then we have to do it again,” she exhales, and rakes a hand through her hair, nails digging into her own scalp. That will take another twenty minutes at least. Heavy frustration washes over her in a wave. There’s too much to do. Too many small details to iron out. “There’s not enough time.”
She hears him taking a deep breath— it’s no secret that they’re both counting down the minutes. But when he speaks, his voice is even. “There’ll be plenty of time soon enough. Five years, to be exact.”
She looks up, finds him watching her, dark eyes unreadable, and nods, her throat still feeling tight.
They resume sorting, but this time, it’s his shoulders that are drawn tight, and Clarke feels terrible right then for reminding him how little time they had, as if he weren’t already thinking about it every moment of the day. She scrambles for something to say to distract him. “What do you think you’ll do?”
Bellamy looks up, quirks up a brow.
She clarifies. “What do you think you’ll do with those five years?”
Summary: AU. Reader and Bucky Barnes are neighbors
and best friends. After yet another bad date, reader comes home to find
Bucky with his typical weekend target. They decide to make a wager about
dating, but is there more on the line than reader cares to admit?
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader
Word Count: 3,855
language, fluff, angst, confrontation, drinking, cheesy romance, kissing, implied sexytimes, somewhat nsfw but not really, a potentially wasted beautiful meal
A/N: This is my last submission for the lovely Kait’s ( @bionic-buckyb) 5k AU Challenge. I did it! My prompt was “Can you please come over so I don’t feel so alone?”
There is one thing in this world that Noctis Lucis Caelum
loves as much as Prompto Argentum, and that is sleep. A good, solid, eight plus
hours a night. It’s pretty much essential to his existence. Being king,
sometimes he doesn’t get it, and he’s always miserable when he’s running on
sleep deprivation and stress, to the point where Prompto’s usually guiding him
off to bed, forging Noct’s signature on the last of the paperwork and calling
Ignis to reschedule early morning meets to a more Noctis-appropriate time.
Right now, Noct and his true love, sleep, are very much at
It’s three in the morning, and the baby is crying.
“Fuck,” Noctis grumbles. He buries his face in Prompto’s
shoulder and refuses to open his eyes.
“ ‘s your turn,” Prompto groans, reaching for the pillow and
tugging it over his own head. Noct’s well aware that it’s his turn. Some nights
that are especially bad, Prompto will take over and let him sleep. Prompto was
up all last night with the prince, though, and it’s definitely, no excuses, Noct’s turn.
“Think he’ll stop?” Noct asks, voice thick with sleep.
The sobs turn louder, more frantic, and Prompto nudges back
against Noctis, “dude, he’s awake, I
swear Noct if you make me get up…”
Noctis groans, and he’s pretty sure he could roll over and
go back to sleep if he really wanted to. He’s capable of sleeping through
pretty much anything. It’s a gift, really. A blessing. But Noct’s paternal
instincts have kicked into overdrive, and even though he really wants to go back to sleep, he can’t.
And really, even though Noctis loves sleep almost as much as
Prompto, his husband wins out. Every goddamn time.
“ ‘m going,” Noctis sighs. He leans in to press his lips to
Prompto’s shoulder, the arm around his waist curling in a half-hug, and then he’s
disentangling and crawling out of bed.
Their son’s crib is in a little attached room in the royal
chambers. Even though Noct’s magic has shifted some, with his ascension and
subsequent return, he still sees better in the dark than most. The nightlight –
chocobo themed, because of course it is – casts pale yellow shadows across the
“Shh,” Noctis says, dipping down over the side of the crib.
His back aches with the effort of it, the wounds that skewed straight through
him never really fully healed. The pain is a small price to pay, miniscule in
exchange, and easily set aside as Noct gently lifts the baby into his arms.
There’s a little jolt of magic, something that’s manifested
in the tiny baby, the future heir to the throne, to an entire goddamn new world
of light, and it’s comforting. It has Noctis sighing, like a deep-seated,
primal urge has been sated, having the tiny boy in his arms. It seems, too, to
comfort and quiet the baby, because the great, heaving sobs gently ebb, fading
into a quiet cooing noise as Noctis carefully cradles him up pressed against
his chest, the baby’s head tucked under his chin.
“It’s okay,” he says, quiet, in a soft voice. Noct’s always
been good with babies. They’ve always been easier to deal with than people who
talk back. And he likes kids – they see the world in a raw, beautiful way. It
reminds Noctis of his earlier days, so long ago. Before he got hurt, the first
time. Before his dad was worn too thin by the crystal. Before he felt so alone.
“Dad’s here,” Noctis murmurs, and the baby coos in the
response, a tiny, fat little hand reaching up, cupping at the scruff of his
beard and making him laugh a little. “You don’t ever have to be alone. We’re here.”
There’s a bit of a lilt to his step, a comforting sway as
Noctis shuffles across the room. He nudges the curtains aside to look out over
Insomnia. The rebuild is slow, but the night is lit up bright with the stars
and the moon, and the city lights from the portion that’s already been
inhabited again, been brought back from the crumbling ruin they’d found it in
only a couple of years back.
Noctis leans his shoulder against the window, and he sighs.
His head tips down, and he presses a kiss into the delicate, impossibly soft
black curls of his son’s head. The baby makes a quiet, gurgling sound in
response, against his skin, and Noctis smiles. He’s exhausted, his eyes
half-closed, but he’s content. On his
finger, the silvery wedding band catches the moonlight. Around his neck, from
the chain where the ring used to hang, there’s a little, gold chocobo pendant.
“C’mon, feather-butt,” Noctis teases, quiet, as he finds the
energy to move, to lift his half-closed eyes from the cityscape, and he cradles
the baby close as he heads into the kitchen of their quarters, “dad’s tired.
Bet you are, too. Let’s get you a snack.”
After he’s warmed up a bottle and laid their son back to
sleep, Noctis crawls into bed. His eyes are burning with the effort of staying
open, and he tucks an arm around Prompto’s waist again, burying his face in the
crook of his husband’s neck and breathing in the scent of him.
Prompto sighs, and a hand shifts to cover Noct’s, their
“Thanks,” Prompto mumbles sleepily, “for getting him. For
being here.” It’s a half-awake confession, talking about something deeper,
something they’ve said a thousand times over now, and it’s not something they
need to say anymore. It still resonates in Noct though, has him feeling warm,
happy, pushing past the aching scars that mar his chest and his back. It’s
“Go back to sleep,” Noctis replies with a smile, with a kiss
pressed into Prompto’s skin, “love you, Prom.”
1.) Which is worse, failing or never trying? 2.)
If life is so short, why do we do so many things we don’t like and like so many things we don’t do? 3.) What is the one thing you’d most like to change about the world? 4.) Are you doing what you believe in, or are you settling for what you are doing? 5.) If the average human life span was 40 years, how would you live your life differently? 6.) To what degree have you actually controlled the course your life has taken? 7.) Are you more worried about doing things right, or doing the right things? 8.) You’re having lunch with three people you respect and admire. They
all start criticizing a close friend of yours, not knowing she is your
friend. The criticism is distasteful and unjustified. What do you do? 9.) If you could offer a newborn child only one piece of advice, what would it be? 10.) Would you break the law to save a loved one? 11.) What’s something you know you do differently than most people? 12.) How come the things that make you happy don’t make everyone happy? 13.) Are you holding onto something you need to let go of? 14.) If you had to move to a state or country besides the one you currently live in, where would you move and why? 15.) Would you rather be a worried genius or a joyful simpleton? 16.) Have you been the kind of friend you want as a friend? 17.) Which is worse, when a good friend moves away, or losing touch with a good friend who lives right near you? 18.) Would you rather lose all of your old memories, or never be able to make new ones? 19.) Is is possible to know the truth without challenging it first? 20.) Has your greatest fear ever come true? 21.) Your best friend and the one you love are hanging from a cliff. You only have time to save one. Which one do you save and why? 22.) Do you remember that time 5 years ago when you were extremely upset? Does it really matter now? 23.) At what time in your recent past have you felt most passionate and alive? 24.) If you haven’t achieved it yet, what do you have to lose? 25.) Why do religions that support love cause so many wars? 26.) Is it possible to know, without a doubt, what is good and what is evil? 27.) If you just won a million dollars, would you quit your job? 28.) Would you rather have less work to do, or more work you actually enjoy doing? 29.) When was the last time you marched into the dark with only the soft glow of an idea you strongly believed in? 30.) If you knew that everyone you know was going to die tomorrow, who would you visit today?
The RFA reacting to waking up with MC for thr first time? Not in a sex type of way but maybe they fell asleep on the couch or MC sat next to them till she fell asleep type of thing. Fluffy is nice :p
Fluffy is life! ^^ Hope you enjoy this!
RFA reacting to waking up with MC for the first time
woke up with the morning breeze blowing in his face, was he so tired that he
really dozed off on his rooftop?
looks down and… you??? You and him with a blanket wrapped around you two???
to scream and push you away before the beast comes out, but… you look so
peaceful in your sleep, so comfortable… you shouldn’t be so comfortable around
a man, all men are wolv… oh, shit! You’re hugging him and snuggling in his
he remembers, you two went to gym together and then he invited you over to cool
off after such an intense work out session
feels disgusted at himself for leaning against you like that, he was probably
all sweaty. Well, so were you, but your sweat smells like cinnamon to him, so
he doesn’t mind.
two went to his rooftop and talked a little drinking a beer. You seemed cold,
so he grabbed a blanket, and next thing you know… you were cuddling like this…
all his fear about losing control, he feels so glad, he would love to wake up
with you all over him like this every morning, but probably somewhere more
comfortable like his couch or… his bed…
BAD THOUGHTS, ZEN! SNAP OUT OF IT!
are you okay?” your sleepy voice and you half lidded eyes, this is too fucking
much! “You keep shaking, are you cold?”
he feels really hot, actually…
fine, MC, don’t worry.” “Okay, so go back to sleep…” you nuzzle at him again.
Oh well… you heard her, beast, go back to sleep…
feels his neck a little wry, this pillow seems different… wait! It’s not a
pillow, it’s… it’s… YOUR LAP!
so much for him to feel flustered. You’re so close, he’s sleeping on your lap
and you are IN PUBLIC!
yeah… LOLOL is about to send a new expansion, so there he is camping in front
of the store waiting to be one of the firsts to buy it.
he managed to bring you along is a thing he’ll never know… but what’s more
important right now is… the sweet smell of cherry emanating from your hair…and your legs are so comfortable…
What? No… the most important thing is… why did he drag you to this? And he should have offered his lap, or… at least, his shoulder for you to rest! You must be so uncomfortable! But you look ok… and so cute…
Are people in line looking at you? Oh no… this
is so embarrassing… they must think you are a couple…
would it be bad? People seeing you as a couple? He would never say it out loud,
but he fantasized so much about doing couple’s things with you…
together, having meals together, waking up together… at the same bed… oh no no
no! What was he thinking? This was so naughty, especially having you this
are you feeling sick? You’re so red… maybe you have a fever?” he didn’t even
notice you waking up. You put your hand on his forehead, could he get even
redder? He looks at you all tense, your eyes are a little squinched because you
didn’t wake up completely, so… cute!
you don’t feel that hot…, just rest a little more, okay? I’ll wake you up when the store opens.” He
hesitates a lot, but you’re so warm and he’s so tired… he awkwardly rests his
head again on your lap and feel your fingers resting lazily on his hair, well,
none of his fantasies went that far…
wakes up when she feels your head leaning on her shoulder… oh… Zen can ever
know you two slept during his movie.
You’re sleeping on her? YOU are sleeping on HER?
feels kinda honored that you think she’s comfortable enough for you to just
lean on, but… why?
two came to see this movie Zen has a cameo on, maybe you two got too tired of
waiting for his scene? She would be offended if it was someone else, but since
it is you… she understands, she felt asleep too, after all.
wonders if people on the row behind you think you’re just a couple and you are
snuggling in her because it’s romantic… she giggles at this thought because,
well… it feels sort of… exciting?
it’s such a bright feeling… the idea of people seeing you as a couple,
imagining you do these cute and cheesy couple things… she would like doing
these cute and cheesy things with you…
you did that while you’re watching one of Zen’s DVDs together, on her couch…
oh! What would she do?
did I miss some funny part?” you whisper at her ear, and she shivers. “Hum…
n-no, MC, why?” “Well, you’re grinning so much… did Zen appear yet?”
not yet… you can sleep a little more if you want, I’ll wake you up, okay?” you
just nod, close your eyes again and go back to her shoulder.
she is grinning again, but it has nothing to do with the movie.
wakes up at his couch feeling something on his lap, it seems a little heavier
than Elizabeth the 3rd
oh… it’s your head, you are… resting your head at his lap, this is… weird? And…
so… intimate? And… good?
least you don’t have your face turned to his body and… oh, you roll over, he
can feel your breathing through his shirt.
invited you over to show you some ideas he had for a new cat project. People
could judge him and he didn’t care, but your opinion on his cat projects is
gave him great suggestions as usual, and you two could spend the whole night
discussing it, but you felt tired at some
point and fell asleep on his shoulder.
should have offered you a bedroom, but he was pretty tired himself… and you’re
so warm and… look so comfortable.
not sure about what moment of the night you fell on his lap, but… does it
really matter? It’s so… amusing…
feels so tempted to caress your hair, it looks so silky… and your peaceful
sleepy face is so… mesmerizing, he could watch you sleep like this every night.
would prefer doing this in bed, when he can look straight at you, laying beside
you… easy there, Jumin…
so weird knowing you trust him that much to let yourself be so vulnerable near
him, usually people feel so intimidated by his presence, but not you… you just
think he’s good enough for you to rest…
“Jumin, doesn’t your neck hurt?” your sleepy
voice is like music to his ears “No, MC. Why do you ask?” “You’ve been keeping
your head down, maybe you have a wryneck?”
worry about me, MC. What about you? Aren’t you uncomfortable?” you look around, grab a pillow and put on his
lap. “I’m okay… sweet dreams, Jumin.” And you get back to sleep.
he doesn’t need to sleep or dream, this is sweet enough for him.
wakes up because this pillow feels a little weird…it’s comfortable, but it’s
it’s not a pillow, it’s your chest… he blushes, did he drool a little? Gross…
and kind of pervy?
looks at you and sees you’re drooling a little too, ok, now he’s not that
Wants to take lots of pictures of you to spam the chatroom, but there’s something about you like this that makes him feel he should be the only one to ever see you so peaceful and vulnerable.
legs hurt, keeping them curled up like this all night because there’s not much
space on the backseat of his car it’s a little uncomfortable. Luckily enough,
the upper half of his body enjoyed this warm and smooth pillow that is your
invited you for a ride in one of his babies, unfortunately, there was a problem
with the engine. He called a tow truck, but it was taking too long and you
looked so tired… so you two moved to the backseat… maybe he was very tired
himself too… who knows if the tow truck showed up after all?
can hear your heartbeat, it’s so liberating and soothing at the same time, now
it’s slow since you’re sleeping, but he can’t help thinking if he could ever
make it race with his words or… with his touch? What is he thinking? No no no…
of your body is under him, but he would still like to touch you more, run his
fingers through your hair, trace your jaw line… he keeps getting greedy with
rarely sleeps this well, well, he rarely sleeps, and being able to relax like
this just because you’re this close could only mean one thing, right?
don’t your legs hurt like this?” your sleepy eyes and messy hair are the cutest
thing he’s ever seen, he swears. “Oh… a little, but it’s fine, MC.”
here, let’s exchange so you can stretch your legs a little.” Now your legs are
curled up and he’s being the pillow.
now he can at least caress your hair, but he’s the one with the heart racing
I Know Your Wife (She Wouldn’t Mind) - Part Thirteen
Summary: You travel to Rome and meet up with the Padaleckis. Thomas has some questions about your relationship, and you fight homesickness by FaceTiming with Danneel and JJ Words: 4k Jared x Reader x Gen, Misha, Tom, Shep, Jensen, Danneel, JJ Warnings: brief angst Beta: @blacksiren
I made decision to make my own post each day, so for today it is 99 thought provoking question.
You can use them for your bullet journal, for your followers to ask you or just to help you with discovering yourself. I think it’s important to try answer it, because not that you will just learn about yourself but you will get new ideas and things to think about.
I really enjoy them, so I wanted to share with you.
*Some of them are from internet, some straight out of my head.*
If you could make a 30 second speech to the entire world, what would you say?
If you were going to die at midnight, what would you be doing at 11:45pm?
If you had all the money in the world but still had to have some kind of job, what would you choose to do?
What do you regret most so far in life?
How can you apply the lesson you learned from that regret to your life TODAY?
If you lost everything tomorrow, whose arms would you want to run into? Does that person know how much they mean to you?
Do you fear death? If so, do you have a good reason?
When will you be good enough for you? Is there some breaking point where you will accept everything about yourself?
Is the country you live in really the best fit for you?
What would people say about you at your funeral?
What do you believe stands between you and complete happiness?
At what age is a person an adult? Why do you think so?
How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you are?
If your entire life was a movie, what title would best fit?
If you could ask a single person one question, and they had to answer truthfully, who and what would you ask?
If you could start over, what would you do differently?
Would you break the law to save a loved one?
Are you holding onto something that you need to let go of? What’s stopping you?
Do you ask enough questions, or are you happily settling for what you know already?
When it’s all said and done, will you have said more than you have done?
When was the last time you tried something new?
What were you doing when you last lost track of the time?
If you had to teach someone one thing, what would you teach
What can you do today that you couldn’t do a year ago? What will you be able to do at this time next year?
What do you really love to do? Do you do it often? If you answer no, why not?
What is the last thing that you’ve done that’s really worth remembering?
What gets you excited and driven to achieve?
If karma was coming back to you, would it help or hurt you?
If you could ask for one wish, what would it be?
What do you “owe” yourself?
When you think of your home, what immediately comes to mind?
How do you spend the majority of your free time? Why?
What did you want to be when you were a kid?
What have you done to pursue your dreams lately? How about today?
What terrifies you the most?
What are you looking forward to?
Describe the greatest adventure of your life
Where would you like to live? Why haven’t you moved?
What have you done that you’re most proud to have achieved?
If you dropped everything to pursue your dreams, what would you be risking?
What is your greatest strength?
What is your greatest weakness?
What did your life teach you yesterday?
What have you done today to make someone’s life better?
Whose life have you had the greatest impact on?
What makes you special?
How many people do you truly love? What are you doing for them?
What bad habits do you want to break?
When did you not speak up, when you know you really should have?
Describe the next five years of your life, and your plans, in a single sentence
If you spend a day watching movies when you should be working a day wasted or well spent?
Would your life be better or worse, if you knew the time and place where you would die?
What is honor, and does it even matter anymore?
Would you accept the job if you got it with connection?
What would happen if you never wasted another minute of your life, what would that look like?
Do you consider yourself open minded?
What have you given up on?
Are you brainwashed by media?
Think again, are you brainwashed by media?
Which is worse, failing or never trying?
If life is so short, why do we do so many things we don’t like and like so many things we don’t do?
If the average human life span was 40 years, how would you live your life differently?
Are you more worried about doing things right, or doing the right things?
You’re having lunch with three people you respect and admire. They all start criticizing a close friend of yours, not knowing she is your friend. The criticism is distasteful and unjustified. What do you do?
Would you rather be a worried genius or a joyful simpleton?
Why are you, you?
Have you been the kind of friend you want as a friend?
Which is worse, when a good friend moves away, or losing touch with a good friend who lives right near you?
What are you most grateful for?
Would you rather lose all of your old memories, or never be able to make new ones?
Is is possible to know the truth without challenging it first?
Has your greatest fear ever come true?
Do you remember that time 5 years ago when you were extremely upset? Does it really matter now?
What is your happiest childhood memory? What makes it so special?
At what time in your recent past have you felt most passionate and alive?
If not now, then when?
If you haven’t achieved it yet, what do you have to lose?Have you ever been with someone, said nothing, and walked away feeling like you just had the best conversation ever?
Would you rather have less work to do, or more work you actually enjoy doing?
Do you feel like you’ve lived this day a hundred times before?
What are your 2am thoughts?
It’s not about who you miss at 2am when you’re lonely, it’s about who you miss at 2pm when you’re busy. Who is it?
Would you be willing to reduce your life expectancy by 10 years to become extremely attractive or famous?
What would make you end relationship?
Decisions are being made right now. The question is: Are you making them for yourself, or are you letting others make them for you?
4. What’s the wisest thing you have ever heard, not read, someone say?
Have you had situation that is just like from movies?
Do you say ‘yes’ too often when you really want to say ‘no’? Why?
What do I need to change about myself?
Is it more important to love or be loved?
How many of my friends would I trust with my life?
Do you really listen when people talk to you?
What are your most common negative thoughts? Are they logical?
Based on your current day-to-day life, what do you expect to achieve in 5 years from now?
Do the people in your life bring the best out of you?
How often do you make excuses?
How often do you break your promises?
How would you want people to describe you in three words?
Will you raise your children the way you were raised?