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Slappy's recipe for pickle pie!
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koduflower2000 · 6 months
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✨🧡🌙SEND THIS TO OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING ✨🧡
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gray-wednesday · 3 months
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My mom told me two weeks ago to comb my hair to the sides when I style it bc "it looks weird" if I slick if back (She'd upset that I look like a man bc I wear bulky clothes and have an androgynous face), so I've been doing that to please her, but then I forgot that I was allowed to style it however I like cos I'm at school now (yay) so I combed it to the sides like I usually do (:')) and now I'm sad bc I can't fix it until I wash it again cos I have curly hair and it'll poof.
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nyamadermont · 2 years
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Crushed Hopes (Angstpril 2022, Day 29)
Rohan woke up before dawn. Today would be his first time in the Family Bending Tournament. He reached under his bed to take out his clothes so he could get dressed in the bathroom and not wake up Meelo. He wanted to meditate and do his exercises before his favorite person came. He wanted to be ready.
It was still a little dark outside, but that was ok. The island was quiet, and Aunt Yue was watching him. He meditated for a very long time. He counted twenty breaths before he hopped up and ran over to the training pool.
He pulled a water whip three times, and only spilled a little bit of water on himself. He only missed the chair by a little bit.
He ran his hands over the water and pictured the ice block he wanted to make. He waved his hand just like Aunt Kya did, but nothing happened the first seven times. The eighth time, he thought he felt a little something, and he wanted to go find Aunt Kya right now before that little wave melted.
“Rohan? What are you doing out here?”
Rohan jumped. He never could hear his dad coming, and he hated it.
“Nothing.”
His dad squeezed his shoulder. “Ok, it’s time for meditation anyway. Let’s go over to the-”
“I did meditation already. I did that first, like you told me to.” He looked up at his dad, only to see a frown on his face.
“I did! I counted to twenty, just like you said!” He frowned, confused why dad didn’t believe him.
“Rohan, where was the moon when you came outside?”
Rohan pointed, and his dad crouched down and looked along his arm. He hummed. “That was very early, son. You should have been in bed asleep.”
“But I have to practice for the games! I want to be Aunt Lin’s partner so we can beat Meelo!”
His dad made a little laughing noise.
“You know, I remember the first time Aunt Lin and I beat Uncle Bumi and Aunt Kya. We were the best team for a long time.”
“Aunt Lin is the best!”
A picture of his mother came to his mind.
“But Mom is really good, too.”
His dad gave him a kiss on the head. “They are both very good people. And they both love you. Go inside and tell everyone I’m waiting in the pavilion.”
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Lin chatted with Kya and Bumi as the kids milled around, waiting for Katara to come out with the vase of tokens. The youngsters were lounging. The children were practically buzzing. Tenzin had told them about Rohan being up before the sun to practice, but Lin had the sense that he didn’t tell them the full story.
“Gran-Gran’s here!” Meelo shouted.
Katara walked out with a large black jug. Everyone gathered around, and drew a pai sho tile.
“Ok, everyone, show your tokens. Find your partners.”
Everyone held out their tiles. Lin’s eyes fell on Rohan, who was floating almost as if he was on an air scooter. He looked up at her with a big grin on his face. “I’m going to be on your team, Aunt Lin!”
She smiled, showed him her knotweed tile, and watched him look at his token.
She saw the moment his hopes were crushed.
He threw his token down and ran away from everyone.
Before she knew it, she was chasing after him, calling for him.
He ran up to the house, and jumped into the arms of his very confused mother. Lin slowed down and trotted up to the pair. Rohan was crying loudly. Pema wrinkled her brow and tilted her head to Lin for an adult’s explanation.
“Rohan is upset because I was on a different team.”
Lin reached over to rub Rohan’s back. Her hand brushed Pema’s, and they looked at each other. Lin stiffened slightly and mumbled an apology. She patted Rohan, and turned to go.
She was surprised to feel him twist under her hand and launch himself at her. Pema staggered at the change, grabbing Lin’s elbow to keep from falling over.
Lin wrapped her arms around Rohan to keep him from falling. She looked at Pema to confirm that she was alright, too. She patted Rohan again, and said, “Rohan, you don’t have to spar if you don’t want to. I’m sure Meelo or Ikki would be glad to play on two teams.”
She felt him stiffen. He pushed and wriggled his way out of her arms, running back the way he had come. Something that sounded like “wait for me” came floating back over the breeze.
Pema laughed, and leaned her head against Lin’s shoulder.  “Thank you, Lin. I was afraid I was about to have my hopes for a nap crushed.”
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Making shaker charms for me, myself and I
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spyglassrealms · 1 year
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had a fucking hilarious dream that tumblr replaced the "block" function with the far funnier "glock" function, which did the exact same thing except whenever anyone blocked you a random bullet hole, like a png of a bullet hole, would appear on your blog. discourse blogs were unreadable bc you'd go to the page and the sheer amount of bullet hole pngs stacked over the blogs obscured everything. I woke myself up laughing
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bruxcat · 3 months
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I'm gonna make it through this year if it kills me
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flannelepicurean · 4 months
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... homies...
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i can feel my mental health improving already. you have NO IDEA how thrilled i am to own this masterpiece. i've been filled with eight scrumtillion ferals of goblin energy today. i may yet make it to the next challenge.
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stuckinapril · 4 months
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lived my whole life in guilt bc i thought i was responsible for people's feelings. newly realizing that other people are responsible for their feelings and reactions, even if they make it seem like i'm the problem. a lot of the time it really has to do w them and their own emotional regulation. i can't keep thinking i'm not allowed to have space bc of other people's insecurities. like i literally refuse to dim myself. other people are responsible for their feelings just as i'm responsible for mine.
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mobius-m-mobius · 5 months
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#the Nowhere Man who waits and the God of Stories who watches
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egophiliac · 20 days
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roll out the red carpet guys we're going to the SHAFTLANDS
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yubriamakesart · 4 months
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"Scrooge said that he would see him—yes, indeed he did. He went the whole length of the expression, and said that he would see him in that extremity first." - Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol
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scyllas-revenge · 1 month
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I made a magnolia tea latte so good I'm having a religious experience at my desk
this is a PSA to go steal some magnolia flowers from your neighbor's yard TODAY
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shivunin · 9 months
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Because I have just seen this specific thing for the second time, I would like to say:
If I reblog your art, I do not expect you to reblog (or share!) my fic in return
If I comment on your fic, I do not expect you to comment on (or read!) mine in return
My enjoyment of anyone's work does not come with strings or expectations
My friendship is not a bill that you will have to pay later
That's it!
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shopwitchvamp · 6 months
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Gonna transform this basic wizard hat from Spirit Halloween today, wish me luck
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