Ask Blog Discontinued (For Now)
Hey, everyone - I’m back. Sorry I haven’t posted any answers in so long. As of now, this ask blog is discontinued until I put TCOA on hiatus again. Thank you for participating, and I hope you’ll continue to follow the story!
Arthur, how do you be teh sex? Also, am I going to hell? I feel like a bad person for thinking you're so sexy like this when you're obviously not...okay. I apologise, but it's your own fault. Somehow. You just have It.
Thank you? I’m assuming that’s a compliment… . I don’t think we’ve met, if that’s what you think of me.
Anonymous sent: Is the glass half-empty or half-full?
Arthur: It can be either.
Gilbert: Why the fuck do ya guys like sendin’ in these kinds of questions when ya know I’ve got a motherfuckin’ hangover?
Antonio: Of course it’s half-full~
Francis: Is it wine? Then the glass is completely empty, of course.
Vanessa: I like to see it as half-full. ^^
Alfred. Assuming that your girlfriend never found out about it, would you be averse to owning a body pillow that had a picture of Arthur on it? And Arthur, if Gilbert never knew about it, would you like to own a body pillow of Alfred, too?
Arthur: … A body pillow? If that’s what I think it is … well, I wouldn’t be … averse to it, no.
Alfred: U-um, I wouldn’t mind owning one, but I’d rather have the real thing.
Anonymous sent: wt-chan, you're the master of suspense.
Thank you. I’m still working on it. ^^
Anonymous sent: If you could have any wish you would like to come true but with a price (the price being that the people you love will have no memory of you), what would you wish for? Would you wish for anything at all?
Arthur: … No, I wouldn’t risk it, if only because there are so few people in this world that love me, if any at all.
Alfred: No! I’d be miserable for the rest of my life if I made that wish for myself, because nothing can replace the people I love in my life. But … I guess if someone I loved was in pain, or sick, or something like that, I’d make that wish to have them feel better. Even if it means they won’t remember me anymore.
Gilbert:Nah, I’m good with what I have.
Antonio: But … aren’t loved ones the most important? More important than anything else in the world, including wishes?
Francis: There is no love lost between me and the members of my family, and I have not yet found a steady lover. I would wish for that, I suppose - finding a lover who will stay with me despite all.
Vanessa: I don’t have a wish that I want granted so badly that I’d give up something as precious as that for it.
Anonymous sent: Arthur, if you knew that you were going to die in seven days, what would you do? Alfred, Gilbert, Francis and Antonio - If Arthur had died or disappeared, how would you all feel about it? What would you do?
Arthur: I wouldn’t do anything. It wouldn’t make much of a difference to me. To be truthful, I didn’t think I’d live this long in the first place.
Alfred: I don’t want to think about Arthur dying. Seriously. I really don’t. If he disappeared, I’d go looking for him until I found him again.
Gilbert: If he died? Tough shit for him. If he disappeared? Well, he’d come back soon enough. He’s got enough brains to know what I’d do to him if he ran off.
Francis: Nothing. He is not my responsibility, is he?
Antonio: I’d be really, really sad if Arthur died. I think most of us would, even if some of us don’t show it. If he disappeared, I’d be worried about him until he came back - but if he disappeared because he ran away, then I’d be glad for him.
Anonymous sent: What kind of porn do you guys watch/read?
Arthur: I don’t watch or read porn.
Alfred: Uhh … I don’t - I mean, it’s not something I do a lot, but when I do, I usually … lean towards … um … gay porn … but I’m pretty sure you guys have already figured that out so it shouldn’t be that big of a deal. Right … ?
Gilbert: Don’t need it. I’ve got Artie, don’t I?
Antonio: Blond twinks. <3
Francis: Oh, all kinds. It really depends on what kind of mood I am in. I am quite seasoned in this respect, after all.
Vanessa: I-I don’t watch … !
Anonymous sent: Vanessa, how well do you know Alfred? Well enough to know when he's lying or hiding something? Do you think he's acting strange as of late?
I think I know him pretty well. We’ve been friends for just over a year. Sometimes I can tell if he’s not telling the truth about something, or if there’s something he’s holding back, but I don’t pry him. Alfred always has a good reason for his actions; I trust him to do what he thinks is right, and I know what it feels like to want to do something by yourself without needing help.
He’s been kind of absentminded lately. It’s nothing out of the ordinary, though. He gets like that sometimes when he’s trying to work something out in his head on his own.
Anonymous sent: Each please describe arthur's physical appearance.
Alfred: He’s a few inches shorter than me, and he has light blond hair and eyes that are about a thousand shades of green. There are a lot of scars on his body, and a few on his face, but they don’t take away his attractiveness; they make him unique. He’s also really skinny - you can see his bones through his pale skin in places. It hurts … to see him like that.
Gilbert: He’s so scrawny, ya’d think it’d be easy to snap him in half. But he’s still in one piece. And he’s paler than a hungover ghost. Not the look chicks go for these days, huh?
Antonio: No matter what he says about himself, I think he’s beautiful! He has pretty green eyes, a delicate face, and his skin is so smooth and white. He is a bit too slender, but it doesn’t look bad on him at all.
Francis: What is there to say about his appearance? He is of average height, blond, green-eyed, and skinny as a wire. His body is wonderfully flexible; and in certain situations, he has perfected a wide-eyed, deer-in-the-headlights look that makes his entire being seem submissive. He is attractive enough for a whore, I suppose.
Vanessa: Um … all I really remember about him is that he’s really thin, and he has a way of standing that makes you think that he’s always afraid of being hit by something. He … kind of looks like a person who’d been bullied a lot, and just wants the day to end.