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sentientglue · 16 days

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lately life is sweet

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sflow-er · 7 months

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Exactly one year ago (Has it been a year already? How has it only been a year?) I made a friend here on Young Royals tumblr. Not just a fandom mutual, but a proper friend.

I'm so lucky and thankful to have you in my life, @scatteredpiecesofme 💛 happy anniversary!

I'll be having coffee from my favourite Moomin mug today; it's called Ystävyys, i.e. Friendship. Fitting, no?

#i love you friend <3 #yes i'm posting this on main #not yr #although this is very much yr

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epsilontauri · 10 months

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dealing with grief is so fucking wild.

one moment i‘m ok and packing my things into neat little moving boxes, and one second later i‘ll remember how she always greeted me in a sing-songy voice and immediately offered me food, tea or coffee when i walked in.

and then i weep because she’ll never do that again.

i when i‘m somewhat ok again, i‘m telling people around me who never got to meet her who she was, how she was, hoping to make her immortal by planting little parts of her in the knowledge and memory of other people.

like, the way she planted mint in the garden and instead of taking over, it barley grew— she was always so frustrated about it! how does the mint not grow at all?! she just wanted to make fresh mint tea. or the way she managed to keep a huge pot of sage alive without doing anything. how she was concerned every winter for the fern that she planted outside of her kitchen window. how she scribbled into all of her cooking books, especially when she liked a recipe. how she collected and build her own library, but kept mixing classics with fantasy and children’s books.

she wrote poems and short stories. i hope she wrote them all down somewhere and we‘ll manage to find them. she wanted to color her hair in a hot pink once the white hairs were more prominent. she asked her youngest son in the morning how many books she should take with her to read in the hospital after the surgery. she asked her second oldest son what kind of cake he wanted next week for his 33rd birthday. she always let her husband trim her long hair. she wasn’t crafty at all and couldn’t sew to safe her life (it was her husband who would fix everything with the sewing machine) but after she spent one summer looking after her grandmother as a teen, she learned how to knit socks and kept doing that.

she believed that magic is found in nature, and she showed me where to look for it. she was always making sure that everyone is treated fair. she accepted immediately that i‘m non-binary’s without any fuss and called me ain from then on. she even understood how i felt about womanhood and related to it, and she told me she’s probably nonbinary too, and i was almost crying in relief, bc my own mother was just crushed and weeping as if i just died in front of her. one time she was more excited to see me that her 3rd son (my ex), despite haven’t seen him in a long time too, bc i wasn’t around as often after i broke up with him after my outing. she loved harry potter but no longer wanted to read it after i told her about jkr’s transphobia.

and she loved halloween so much! she decorated the house in fake spider webs and was always a bit disappointed that no kids came over for candy, mostly due to the fact that her house is on the very end of a steep road up the hill. she loved moomin. i hesitated taking the mug with moomin-papa bc it was her favourite, but i took it bc she also knew that i liked it a lot. the coffee tasted less bitter in it.

i once tried to embroider her medieval dress and only managed to finish one side, but she was excited nonetheless about my work and proudly announced that it’s my work whenever someone pointed it out. i still have the rings that she gave me as a gift, and she wanted me to inherit a beautiful hand-painted wardrobe from 17-something, just because it was a wedding gift of the girl who happened to share my deadname and she still thought i was meant to have it, even if my name is a different one now.

gods, i miss her so much. she was less like a second mother and more of a friend to me. this shouldn’t have happened. she should be around and complain about the heat and how she gets tired more quickly while reading. she would tell me how this time, she would refuse to do the math exercises during recovery, even if it‘s important to monitor her brain function, and eventually admit that she would do them, but still has the right to complain about it bc of her dyscalculia, and i would send her pictures and videos of my cats to cheer her up.

i wanted to tell her that i found my person and that i‘m engaged and we’re planning to get married. i wanted her to meet my fiancé and see them both talk about movies and art and board games. i looked forward to see her excited smile and feel her crushing hug and her breathless „…but oh ain, that is so wonderful!“ i wanted to share my special interest in danmei with her and give her one of the books to read.

i just want her back. i want her to be around happy and healthy and enjoying retirement with her husband.

but she won’t. she’s gone.

#tw: death #tw: grief #tw: grieving #death #grief #grieving #i was holding back tears on the train ride for 1.5h and when i saw the hill where their house is the tears started running down my face #and when i entered we all wept and crushed each other in hugs #her husband just looked at me with big eyes and just said «…nici is no longer around»#my ex was the only one of the brothers who wasn’t around #he was at home packing his things bc he’s moving back in for a while to take care of his dad #my friend/ the daughter in law was just in the kitchen and cooking her feelings out. nici would have loved that.

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estiebestieban · 2 years

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you’re hosting a dinner with 5 current drivers on the grid who are you choosing and why?

oeeh, good question!

Esteban, I would seat him next to me at the table. why? I love him your honour. that's it, that's my one reason.

Fernando. I think he'd simply be a hoot to have at a dinner party. he would bash my cooking, tell me I didn't use enough spice even when I took out a loan to invest in my spicerack beforehand. he'd eat everything, though, and have batshit wild opinions (which would just rile up the entire room and im here for that chaotic energy)

Valtteri. personally I think val is one of the nicest people on the grid, and I'd just love to see him have a good time? as he deserves? also he'd have strong opinions on my favourite brand or coffee and I need help picking a new one - he gets a moomin mug from me. I'd bug him for merc secrets.

Max. because I need one dutch person in my corner when I insist stampot is good food. I also think he'd crack some amazing jokes?? also he wouldn't mind my cat crawling on his lap and I need someone with that energy in my house at all times.

Sebastian. because I feel he'd compliment the food even when it's burned. he also looks like he'd help me clean up after, and you know I'd love to wash dishes next to him? also him and alonso arguing is peak content, and I need it in my life.

#honourable mentions are lance (he'd casually tell me I'm poor. he'd be right.)#mick (an angel ??? what else can i say???)#and carlos (he'd also insult my food but give me tips)#eve.txt #this was so fun the fuck???

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postphdneurolife · 4 years

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Pieces of my (PhD-) Life

Today: Tired but still want to get these posts going.

14/May/2020

Hmmm, pitch black coffee in the morning in a big big mug and scrolling through tumblr, procrastinating and not wanting to look at the revisions your supervisor sent to you last night. That sounds like a great morning!

But then of course, I had to prepare the meeting that we had at 10 am. He asked me whether I was shocked or not happy about his changes... I don’t know, what should I’ve said? “Oh no, great, everything is perfect, I will just change the paragraph-like, Thomas-Mann-like LONG sentences.” I didn’t read it completely but I needed to re-readed some stuff because I just didn’t get some sentences. But he was fine with my “opinions” and of course I am going to do the final revisions which I really prefer and like. But today I was just not feeling it.

Instead, I spent lunch time talking to my parents and selecting a book I am going to read. Really looking forward to that.

I talked to my plants

Then I started to learn about Brain tumors for the exam in a month... oh man, online exam... you guys must be pros at that by now (if you have any tips... let me know). I must say, I really appreciate that all the profs (voice-)recorded their lectures but it really takes me hours to go through one lecture... and the endless number of slides and knowing which slide is important is somehow more difficult. BUT I really really appreciate and am so grateful, I can just go back to a slide I didn’t understand and listen to what the prof said. - maybe that is why it takes me so long :D

I decided to have another (3rd) coffee in my favourite Moomin mug!

I finally left the house (since Saturday) to go grocery shopping.

I must say that today I was not as productive as the last few days and my mood gradually declined throughout the day. I was constantly distracted by the thought of doing something else, creating something, learning something new and creative. I want to pave a path for myself that could lead me to something other than research and academia. But then I remember that I want to become an aspiring researcher and for that I should spend my free time with reading journal articles and do more data analysis. I actually like it. However, I also have so many other things I like and want to become better at. I stopped working 100% during the weekend. I spend Sunday mornings watching Friends and drawing. I really enjoy and experiment with cooking. I love reading, exercising, planting, and writing and sometimes doing nothing.

Okay, I am writing my heart out. If you made it until here, I am proud of you. I am always happy and open to hear about your experiences as a grad/PhD student or as a student in general.

Sending you love and warmth.

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epahetero · 4 years

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thank you for the tag @thisdamnfoolofalesbian ! sorry it took me so long to answer to this fghdsjfdsfl

1. what’s the colour of your hairbrush?

- two are black and one is pink

2. is there a food you never eat?

- i mean out of the foods i can choose to eat or not, its rice porridge

3. are u usually too warm or too cold?

- too warm (i get overheated really easily, so my room is always so cold that people just call it the freezer)

4. what were you doing 45 minutes ago?

- playing guitar!

5. what’s your favourite candy bar?

- snickers probaply!

6. have u ever been to a professional sporting event?

- nope

7. what was the last thing you said out loud?

- “Whats up rat” to my sister

8. favourite ice cream

- salty caramel or salmiac

9. what was the last thing you had to drink

- zero coke

10. do u like your wallet?

- yes though i use it rarely! (its a cute small red fake leather one but i have a bad habit of using my phone case as my wallet)

11. what was the last thing u ate?

- a sushi roll!

12. did u buy any clothes last weekend?

- nope

13. what’s the last sporting event you watched?

- oh man i watch sports so rarely, i think it was a hockey game last winter

14. favourite flavour of popcorn?

- butter and salt (basic i know i know)

15. last person you sent a text to?

- my best friend Daniel

16. ever go camping?

- yeah, haven’t in a while though!

17. do you take vitamins?

- i try to lol

18. do you go to church on sundays

- nope (i do like to visit churches when travelling if they’re old ones but other than that i only go when i have to)

19. do you have a tan

- i literally reflect light, if i step outside in the sun without a shade i will probably turn to ash within 5 minutes

20. chinese food or pizza?

- that’s like asking which of my cats i love the most

21. do u drink pop with a straw

- nope (i do use silly straws when drunk sometimes but only to drink wine lmao)

22. what colour socks do you usually wear

- either plain black or red ones with fried eggs shaped like hearts (this made me realize i have a whole lot of socks with food images on them???)

23. ever drive above the speed limit

- for legal reasons no officer (only when driving a moped in places with little to no other drivers)

24. what terrifies you

- driving a car, loss of loved one and spiders

25. look to your left; what do u see?

- a moomin mug (a pink one with snork maiden putting on some make up)

26. what chore do u hate?

- washing the floor and windows (i have 4 cats who love licking all floors and windows + smacking their paws on em)

27. what do u think of when you hear an australian accent?

- a cute barista girl i met when she was an exchange student here (she didnt work at a coffee store here but always had coffee with her)

28. favourite pop?

- zero coke, cherry coke (ja muumi limppari!)

29. do u go into fast food places or hit up the drive thru

- usually in if there is one of those self order things, otherwise drive through (when you and your whole friend group is anxious to talk to restaurant workers)

30. last person u talked to

- my sister

31. favourite cut of beef

- rarely eat beef but i think ground beef is the one usually have

32. last song you listened to?

- Washing machine heart by mitski

33. last book u read?

- Useless magic by Florence welch

34. favourite day of the week?

- saturday

35. can u say the alphabet backwards

- i have like 3 brain cells so no

36. how do u like ur coffee

- black with bit of honey in it or one of those caramel bitches no idea what they’re called

37. favourite pair of shoes

- basic black combat boots

38. what time do u usually go to bed?

- oh man, it changes so much, either at 8pm, 3am, 6am, 12pm....

39. when do u get up?

- again, changes so much, usually around midday or midnight

40. sunrises or sunsets

- i love both but sunsets take the win

41. how many blankets are on your bed

- one blanket and two fleece blankets

42. describe your kitchen plates

- i think the only set i own myself is dark blue (i mostly own mugs since i still live home lmao)

43. go to alcoholic drink?

- white wine if im just at home, when out its either dark ice smirnoff or vodka with redbull

44. do u play cards?

- nope, really want to real though

45. what colour is your car?

- nonexisting!

46. can you change a tire?

- no

47. favourite province?

- if out of the ones in finland probably the southern areas

48. favourite job you ever had?

- i loved and hated working at an elders home, i mostly spent time keeping company for the old ladies and shaving beards, cleaning around etc, but it also was really sad being there

49. how did you get your biggest scar?

- i don’t have any like Big big scars but i have few on my forehead from being stubborn as a kid and hitting my face on a cliff (i wanted to walk myself even tho i was a wobbly baby, ripped my hand from my mom and fell on my face, even like 15 years after that i still have few scars on my forehead and eyebrows lmao)

50. what did you do today that made someone happy?

- i joked around with my sister wich cheered her up

i’m gonna tag @yourantagonist and @viir-tanadhal @bblissfulgay because you were the first to pop up lmao

#i never know who to tag aaaaaaa #tag game

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hurryupsnufkin · 4 years

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14. Animal

Moomin yelped as the newly escaped dragon bit his ear. The little thing then went on to bite everyone else's ear and Moomin resolved to blame Little My for making the dragon think she was stealing his fly. Finally the dragon flew towards Snufkin who didn't flinch as he landed next to him and started to blow a tiny flame onto Snufkin's mug.

"What's it doing?" Little My demanded to know.

"Why, it looks like he's heating up Snufkin's coffee."

"I hope he knows when to stop. He could set the house on fire!"

"That's enough, thank you." Snufkin addressed the little dragon who immediately stopped blowing flames. The little dragon crawled over to curl up in the folds of Snufkin's coat. Moomin softened and cooed at how cute he was, curled up and asleep in Snufkin's lap.

"Why didn't it bite Snufkin?" Little My pouted. "Hey! Bite Snufkin! Come on, you bit everyone else! He tastes great!"

The little dragon opened one eye and hissed at her before he curled up even tighter and buried itself in Snufkin's lap. It looked like Moomin's new pet had his taste in favourite people.

#Moomin #Snufkin #Little My #December Drabbles

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huhnerhexen · 4 years

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you’re bored ???? well, all of them then!

1. What's your sexual orientation?

- queer!

2. What are you obsessed with right now?

- disney plus

3. Ever done any drugs?

- I've smoked weed a couple times, and I'm on t3s for my surgery recovery if that counts...

4. What piercing do you want?

- a third piercing in my left ear so it matches my right.

5. How many people have you kissed?

- 6 I think?

6. Describe your dream home

- it's small and quaint, there are lots of bookshelves and windows. Everything is a soft beige, there is artwork covering every wall, and a giant cat tower for Mama Cat

7. Who are you jealous of?

- honestly? Nobody right now; I'm so happy w who I am and where I'm at in life! Nobody could beat this!!

8. What's your favourite show to binge?

- rn I'm binging the suite life of zack and cody on disney plus

9. Do you watch porn?

- every now and again

10. Do you have a secret side blog?

- no, but I have a secret side instagram

11. If you could teleport anywhere in the world right now, where would you go?

- I'd stay right where I am in my recovery bed in my dining room

12. What's one of your fantasies?

- to live in a small apartment with the love of my life and my cat!

13. Do you have/would you get your nipples pierced?

- I don't have my nipples pierced, but knowing how impulsive I am, it'll probably get done eventually

14. How would you spend one million dollars?

- I would invest 80% in climate justice solutions, 10% in making my house more environmentally friendly (we're talking solar panels, HUGE seasonal gardens, etc.), and put 10% into savings

15. Are you in a relationship?

- I just got out of a 3 year relationship, and I couldn't be happier on my own!!

16. Do you follow any porn blogs?

- I follow a blog called soft-porn bc it has a rlly nice aesthetic, occasionally they post porn, but that's not the motive for my following.

17. Are you angry with anyone right now?

- I always have an underlying anger w my dad's dad, Lane, because he's a sack of donkey dicks. But I'm not outwardly angry with anyone

18. What tattoos do you want?

- I want to do a storybook character theme sleeve on my left arm. I want Jeremy Fisher next to my Squirrel Nutkin, Frog and Toad, Little Bear, the Toy Castle and Paddington Bear!

19. If you could change your name, would you? What would you change it to?

- I'm changing my name to Sylvester Thomas Elaine McDonald; I was going to wait until I got married to change my name, but since that fell through I'm undecided on when.

20. What is something you're obsessed with?

- my cat, Mama and my rat Mr. Carlos Oswald Van Houtte

21. Describe your best friend

- my best friend was my ex-fiance; so now it's my grandma!! She's the most wonderful women in the world, she's soft, generous, she would give you the shirt off her back. Once I came out as trans, she threw herself into the LGBT+ community and is working to be the best ally anyone has ever known.

22. Tag someone you think is hot

- imma tag myself @huhnerhexen

23. Who are five of your favourite bands/ musical artists?

- the 1975, great big sea, Johnny Cash, Don Williams, the Japanese House

24. What are three places you want to travel?

- Paris again, Iceland, and Scotland

25. Describe your perfect Friday night

- I work 9am-5pm, I have dinner with my grandma, then I go home and watch Moomin in the bath tub!

26. What's your favourite season?

- autumn or winter!!

27. What's your pet peeve?

- when someone leaves the toilet seat up...

28. Who is the funniest person you know?

- my coworker, Brendin

29. What's the most overrated movie?

- La La Land

30. Tag someone you want to talk to but have been too shy to message

- nah

31. Do you like paper books or ebooks better?

- paper books

32. If you could live in a fictional world, what world would you pick?

- Storybrooke from the Once Upon a Time series

33. If money was no object, what would your wardrobe be like?

- a soft old man's closet

34. What's your coffee order?

- black coffee, in a HUGE mug

35. Do you have a crush on anyone?

- other than myself? Joji

36. Do you still have any feelings for any of your exes?

- other than disgust for the piece of shit who sexually assaulted me? Nope.

37. Have any tattoos?

- eleven and counting!

38. Do you drink?

- on occasion, I also make wine!

39. Are you a virgin?

- no

40. Do you have a crush on any of your mutuals?

-no

41. How many followers do you have?

- I don't know...

42. Describe the hottest person you know

- I don't even know, man...

43. What's your guilty pleasure?

- I don't have any guilty pleasures, anything that makes me happy doesn't make me feel guilty

44. Do you read erotica?

- I do not

45. What's the worst date you've ever been on?

- I went to the park with some guy and he told me racism was funny bisexuals weren't actually real. He messaged me later asking if I had a good time and I said "no" and left it at that.

46. How many people do you follow?

- I don't know?

47. If you could marry any celebrity, who would you pick?

- Tom Holland

48. Describe your ideal partner

Soft and sweet, respects my boundaries, communicates well, appreciates me!!

49. Who do you text the most?

- my mom probably

50. What's your favourite kind of weather?

- 0°C- -5°C, overcast, a little windy!

Thank you for asking!!

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bunysliper · 6 years

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Merry Christmas from your SS!! My favourite gift to give this year was probably a book for my dad. My favourite gift to receive was probably really cute Moomin towel! How about you? I have truly enjoyed sending you messages and chatting with you this past month and I hope you’ve enjoyed too! I wish you have the best Christmas with your family and a wonderful next year filled with luck and happiness! 😊

Merry Christmas! It’s so nice to finally “meet” you! Those sound like great gifts! I think my favorite gift to give this year was the coffee mug I gave my brother that says “All I know is one of us is right and the other one is you” because it just cracked me up and I knew he would love it. My favorite gift to get was actually a tie between the journals and pens my brother gave me (because he knows what a nerd for writing supplies I am) and the iPad my parents surprised me with.

I’ve had so much fun chatting with you this month and learning about your family traditions. Thank you for being an awesome Santa! Have a wonderful day-after-Christmas! :)

#Castle Secret Santa 2017 #Castle Secret Santa #CSS2017 #dont-ruin-my-story #answers

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hyperfixatinglove · 7 years

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I sat in my own kitchen, leaning towards my left hand, my mind in the clouds and my eyes nailed to the man across the small counter. The man in question was very tired, he had hard time to keep them open. His black hair was a cute mess, he never resolved his bed hair before his cup of morning coffee. Small rays of sunlight hit him from between the blinds. He looked absolutely breathtaking, even now.

He had a big moomin mug between his big hands. He took it’s warmth, even though his body was already warm to begin with. The mug was full of black coffee, his favourite. The only thing – according to him – that kept him awake each morning, ready to seize the day. Along with my kisses.

He yawned loudly and smiled a tiny, apologizing smile to me. I felt my breath stuck to my throat. He took a slow, big gulp from his mug and carefully placed it on the counter again.

I barely heard him shift. Then, I felt his thumb trailing my cheek. My cheeks reddened by the sudden, gentle touch. He chuckled sleepily and began to withdraw his hand away. I took hold of his hand, not wanting the warm, gentle contact with him to end yet. I wanted to hold his hand.

My hand disappeared into his much larger and much warmer one. His hands were a bit rough, but surprisingly gentle with its movements – and big compared to mine but so was the whole man.

Greyish-blue eyes met deep brown ones. A warm, loving smile appeared to his lips. He made smile a wide, happy smile, as if he had casted a spell on me.

You could see from his face, the world hadn’t been kind to him. On his right cheek, below the eye but more towards the ear, rested a old, big, nasty scar. The man wanted to remember the meaning behind it. I secretly thought it made him more handsome and irresistible. I hadn’t mentioned the fact to him yet. Even though my reward for my awkward compliment would most likely be a blushed face and wide grin. I loved when he grinned.

The rest of his body wasn’t free from scars either. I could see some on his chest, even now. I knew he had more around his ribs and back. I loved hearing the stories behind each and every one of them. I loved hearing his voice, to know what had shaped him into the man I loved. Some of the scars were carved into his body years ago, others were result of his dangerous work. He told me about his day as eagerly as I listened. Even so, with such a dangerous job – he always had time for me.

Neither of us had a perfect record throughout their life, but we loved and cherished each other. Accepted the other completely, how we were. I was still baffled of how he could accept everything I had within me – as he was, I could bet.

He reached his other hand across the counter. Careful not to knock his coffee mug. He slowly ruffled my hair and I supressed a giggle. I tightened my hold on his hand, feeling the warmth more stronger, reassuring me he truly was here with me. It felt like a beautiful illusion, a dream.

He was the one who loved physical touch. Tons of kisses littered on another’s face, holding hands whenever possible.. Due to his own words he loved helping me getting objects far beyond my reach, lifting me up and carrying me around, watching me sleep safe in his arms.

I was the first to finish my cup. I always drank a cup of hot chocolate with him, when he had the time. Watching him like now, wondering how the hell I got so lucky to have a man like him.

#have a sappy fic #I'll keep you safe #my fics

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troominmoll · 7 years

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Twymble in Moomin Valley, part 2/2

The thrilling conclusion to the saga, in which Twymble makes some new friends before returning to the sea.

The police inspector was relaxing in his home when they began their assault.

He had just settled down in his favourite armchair with a mystery novel and a mug of coffee, when he suddenly could hear two hushed voices giggling and whispering to each other from the yard. Curiously, he stood up and pulled aside the curtains, assuming someone simply had dropped by for an unexpected visit.

That was when the first of several eggs struck his house.

“Pranksters in Moomin Valley?” the hemulen cried out. He threw on his helmet and rushed outside.

A second surprise was waiting for the inspector. His house, yard, and garden had been decorated with many rolls of toilet paper, with as much love and care as an artfully wrapped birthday present. “In the name of the law, stop this at once!” he ordered.

A second round of eggs were launched in his direction. Mostly by Twymble, but Little My tossed one which splattered across his snout.

“This is willful destruction of property! Get back here, vandals!” But the villains were making their escape (whooping and hollering all the way), and it was hard for the inspector to identify them with egg yolk in his eyes. But he could’ve sworn that one of them was Mymble?

“What is your plan this time?” Little My asked with great anticipation. Her sister had suggested they hide themselves in a tree to await their next victim, but Little My had no idea who the unlucky person would be.

“I have an old score to settle with a certain lass,” Twymble said, clutching a shard of glass in one tentacle. She peeked out from behind the leaves and spotted her target. “Aaha, here she comes.”

A golden-haired Snork wearing a bracelet around her ankle was taking a stroll. She carried with her a bouquet of flowers, now and then stopping to pluck a new one that caught her eye. She then spied some orange lilies growing near the tree where the two Mymbles were lying in wait. “How lovely!” she held one up to her round nose and took a whiff.

“This is my chance for revenge!” Twymble thought, and held up her piece of glass just right so it reflected the sunlight into her eyes.

“Oh!” the Snorkmaiden shielded her face with one paw, carefully looking around to see who was pulling such a childish trick on her. “Is it you, Moomin? Sniff? Little My?”

“Boo!” the squid dropped to the ground with a wet splat. Snorkmaiden shrieked and dramatically threw her flowers into the air.

“That’s for Cousin Fred”, Twymble hissed, wiggling her tentacles in a menacing fashion as she slowly backed up into the bushes.

Snorkmaiden stared with a baffled expression on her face. Her heart was racing, but more from surprise than fear. “That was odd,” she said aloud, then shook her head and started gathering up her flowers.

Snufkin was enjoying another peaceful afternoon alone. He was resting by the water side, hat over his face and fishing line in the water, and had just been thinking how wonderful it was that no one had pestered him once this day. He yawned contentedly, feeling himself slowly drifting off into a nap.

That was when his line caught a bite, and it had to be massive judging by the incredible struggle it was putting up. Snufkin was jolted awake and took hold of the fishing rod. He had never seen a fish cause such violent splashing in this creek before. But whatever it was, he was determined to catch it.

Suddenly, the water went calm. A pair of tentacles wormed their way up the line, followed by the baby blue face of a Mymble peeping out of the water.

“B R O T H E R” she spoke in an unusually low and demonic voice that she couldn’t have possibly inherited from her land-bound relatives.

And with that, he dropped his fishing rod, turned around, and kept walking even after he was long out of Twymble’s sight.

The day was coming to an end, and it was time for Twymble to return home.

Everyone had gathered on the dock to say goodbye to their undersea pal. The sun was setting, casting a beautiful red glow across Moomin Valley. “Bless my suction cups! Ah, what a sight!” Twymble cried out with joy, and a tear rolled down her cheek. She was feeling inspired. “At this moment, I’d just like to thank everyone who’s been so kind to me, and to-”

“Dearest, I think it is time you were on your way!” the Mymble said. From a distance she could see the inspector was making his way towards the beach. She tipped the bucket upside down, gave it one mighty whack on the bottom (as if emptying a can of condensed soup), and Twymble squeezed herself out and plunged into the sea.

Little My leaned over the edge of the dock. “Thanks for visiting, sis. But promise me you’ll come back soon!”

“Golly, of course! I had so much fun today.” Twymble playfully splashed water at her sister. “That is, if it’s fine with the Moomins.”

“You are always welcome at our house,” Moominmamma smiled. “Please, come back any time you like.”

“But not too soon,” Moominpappa muttered under his breath.

“Well, so long land lubbers!” she started swimming out to sea, and waved to everyone with each of her tentacles. “Goodbye ma, Little My, and Moomin!” she gave a final wave and dove below the surface of the water.

“Goodbye!” everyone shouted. They waved until they were sure Twymble was too far and deep to see them. Then one by one, each of them turned around and headed back to Moomin House.

Moomin was the last to leave. For a moment he continued staring out across the sea, wanting to be certain she had really left. “Good riddance to that,” he said to himself, and followed after his family. He hoped it would be a long time before Twymble’s clammy face showed up in Moomin Valley again.

#twymble #mine #i wouldve liked to have more interactions but #i felt some characters would be too easy/boring to mess with #tb tried writing

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Me myself and I...

Coffee makes me happy in the morning. I have a fuzzy head. Red wine is my second favourite thing to drink, after coffee. Sometimes, people need to be reminded that their inside voice has become an outside voice, which is also perhaps a bit too angry. Usually this happens when they are talking about fixing the god damned toilet, or when they are switching off the closet light, which was accidentally left on earlier that morning, and maybe a couple of other mornings as well. Oops. My favourite possessions are: the fuzzy bearded gnome who lives on a living room chair with a fuzzy pillow, a Mr. Lazy coffee mug that has survived three moves, and a small Moomins themed keychain. The Moomin on the keychain has a small stack of pancakes, which makes the keychain larger than it should be. I imagine that Tove Jansson, the creator of the Moomins argued that it would be difficult to illustrate the joy of a Moomin enjoying his or her breakfast on a keychain without a stack of pancakes, so small sacrifices were made in its design. Tove was a Finnish lesbian, who also wrote a love story involving potatoes. It is also very good. A few other things you may not know about me: I tie my shoes using the bunny ears method, I only run on the treadmill in miles per hour, and I seem to have misplaced my book of stamps. If you happen to find the stamps on a counter, in a ziplock bag, or under the pile of paperwork thats been sitting in my kitchen since I moved here, please let me know. I have a couple of letters that I've been meaning to send. Perhaps you'll receive a letter in celebration of your recent achievement which you thought I failed to recognize. I always recognize achievements, unfortunately I just seem to have misplaced my stamps recently. I hope you understand.

#aboutme #coffee #redwine #moomins #mrlazy #fuzz #recentlymisplaceditems #finnishlesbians #pancakes #potatoes

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