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lovelyllamasblog · 9 days
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Maple Spinner
Parent's Story: Mother Holle (Frau Holle)
Powerful Qualities: Creative, Integrous, Optimistic
Roommate: Mildred Goldstraw
Secret Heart’s Desire: I would love to open my own bakery one day. I love baking bread and other sweets.
My “Magic” Touch: I can always tell when something is ready to be taken out of an oven. I know it doesn’t sound very cool, but it has saved a few loaves from being overbaked.
Storybook Romance Status: Marcel Prince is really sweet, but Ian Lear,… OH! You know what! Nevermind! It’s not important!
“Oh Curses!” Moment: I tend to say “Yes” even when I should “No.” I can’t help it! When someone asks for help, I have to help them!
Favorite Subject: Cooking Class-ic. I love learning new recipes!
Least Favorite Subject: Dance Class-ic. I have two left feet.
Best Friends Forever After: My sister Birch, Alanna Dale, Ivy Eden, and Ginger Breadhouse.
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thesupefleur · 2 months
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So, has anyone missed me?
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whileiamdying · 2 years
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Dorothy Zbornak (Bea Arthur) sings Irving Berlin's What'll I do?, a 1923 song.
The Golden Girls: Journey to the Center of Attention - "What'll I Do" (February 22, 1992)
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spacevixenmusic · 10 months
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It's 2023 and this joke is still somehow even funnier than ever.
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puricodraws · 5 months
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The template for the ideal D&D party! Who's up to play a game of "Caverns & Cheesecakes"?
Available as a print on my Etsy Shop!
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correctopinionhaver · 1 month
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just cause the wrapper is wrinkled doesnt mean the candy aint sweet 😉
this sounds like something that one really horny golden girl would say
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pierppasolini · 4 months
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The Golden Girls - 2.11 - 'Twas the Nightmare Before Christmas
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theshortkid · 4 months
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That’s the way it happened, your honor
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s1mpl3sp0ng3 · 5 months
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sometimes i watch golden girls and i just tear up remembering everything each cast member did for the queer community
estelle getty lost her nephew to AIDS and moved in with him during the last months of his life to take care of him. she started a foundation that cares for people affected by AIDS that's still there to this day. she saw one of the writers on her show was queer, walked right up to him and said "you're one of us!" and promised to protect him. she put her career on the line to become an outspoken ally of AIDS patients at a time when it would've been career suicide
bea arthur was a staunch gay and trans ally who donated a lot of her time and money to helping homeless lgbt youth. when she died, she left them thousands of dollars to stay afloat after she was gone. she was incredibly socially active in the queer community!
rue mcclanahan was a staunch advocate of marriage rights for gay couples and openly devoted her time and money for the fight for equality. she also openly participated in queer spaces and loved the community with her entire heart. she was intimately aware of gay mens' particular love for her character blanche and she fully embraced it
everybody knows by now about betty white's activism, but i'll say it anyway. not only did she join the fight for marriage equality, but she was a great mother to her lesbian stepdaughter. she participated in anti-bullying campaigns specifically against lgbt youth. she accompanied liberace to events because it wasn't safe for him to be out. she loved us and she fought for us just like the others
all four of them did SO MANY amazing things for us, and it makes me happy that we had people like them -- that we still do in people like dolly parton! we didn't deserve them. i wish i could've met all of them and told them how grateful i am!
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psykopaths · 9 days
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thesupefleur · 5 months
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Homelander
There was only one other sound besides the clicking of Fleur's heels echoing through the hall of the 99th as Fleur walked toward the elevator. A familiar, booming, voice. She was always such a curious cat, so without hesitation she takes a detour to pop her head into The Seven's meeting room.
"Don’t forget! No...Dont. Forget. No...Do not forget! You guys— you guys… are the real heroes".
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"Are you.. practicing for something? Alone?" She couldn't help the smirk that grew.
Without looking, Homelander sighs, "Fleur, darling..." He turns to look at her, annoyance in his eyes as expected, "How good to see you... I just, I needed to work on my lines. I... I've been asked to do a few interviews and I want to, you know, knock it out of the park.... What are you doing here?"
Stepping into the room, she tilts her head, "I was on my way to talk to Ashley...but I overheard you in here and got curious."
His nostrils flare slightly, "...Curious about what exactly?"
Fleur chuckles to herself as she leans against the table, "Well I heard YOU talking but no one else, so I came to check and sure enough you're in here all alone talking to yourself."
Homelander shakes his head, running his tongue along is lower lip, "...I wouldn't say "talking to myself". I would say... practicing."
Fleur presses her lips together and nods, rolling her eyes, "Right.... whatever makes you more comfortable." She smirks, she's clearly enjoying this.
His eyes narrow on her as if he's locking onto a target, "Okay, so, you caught me practicing. What's your point?"
Fleur purses her lips,  "Do I need to have a point?"
He steps slightly closer to her, "I'm not sure if you thought you'd catch me in a "gotcha" moment, but there's nothing wrong with practice, love."
Fleur rolls her eyes again and waves him off, "Dear God, lighten up, Homelander. I'm just playing with you."
"Is that so?" His eyes lock with hers, his face stone and cold. "Oh, you've got my full attention now, Fleur. Play with me, I insist."
She looks him up and down with a slight smile. "Ooh I'm so scared....What's got your panties in a twist?"
He takes a deep breath and speaks through gritted teeth, "Oh, I don't know... maybe it's all this stress. The pressure to be perfect, to be the best. To be the perfect hero and the perfect spokesman and the perfect supe. You wouldn't know anything about that though, would you? You're just a pretty face with a set of dollar store powers."
Fleur bites into the inside of her lip so hard that it draws blood, "What the fuck is wrong with you?"
Finally he get's right into her personal space and looks down straight into her eyes. "I don't take too kindly to disrespect from someone who hasn't earned it, Fleur. I know who you are, and I know what you've done, and it is a paltry amount compared to what I do on a daily basis. So before you go mouthing off to me, why don't you take a long, hard look at who you're talking to. I am Homelander and you... you mean nothing to me, you mean nothing to anyone."
Shocked by his words she simply stares at him without blinking. They have always had a light-hearted feisty back and forth, but this was serious.
After several moments of contentious silence between them, Homelander contemplates on how to proceed. He tilts his head to one side. A slight chuckle emits from his throat.... "That was uncalled for, don't you think? Let's try again. Let's try again. You... you... have the best intentions and Vought loves having you. You're, you're lovely. You're... appreciated by the company."
"Unbelievable." She finally takes a breath, closes her eyes and turns around to walk out of the room.
"Now listen... now listen... listen, wait, wait, wait. Don't be angry, Fleur." He grabs her wrist gently, not with much force, just enough to stop her from leaving.
She looks at him, a dangerous glint in her eyes, "You're little speech is shit by the way, anyone with half a brain cell can tell how fake you sound."
Homelander glares at her, face stern. He lets go of her wrist. "...what did you just say to me?"
"Your speech...sounds fake." She emphasizes every words looking him straight in his eyes.
He searches her eyes and waits a moment for her to back down, "...are you... are you talking back to me?"
Fleur smiles again, but it's full of anger, "It's about time I started talking back and I may as well start at the top."
Fiery eyes narrow. A quiet rage builds itself inside him. He stares at Fleur with a sense of intimidation and awe. His head tilts back and he looks her from head to toe, scanning her slowly. There's a sense of coldness to it. "...alright, you want to finally take the chance and stand up? To actually fight back? Well..." He pauses. His voice drops to a whisper... he leans in close to her. "I have to admit... I like that." The corners of his mouth curl into a smile.
On the inside she is shocked, her heart is racing, but Fleur keeps her eyes sharp and locked on his. "Good, because you better get used to it."
His smile stays as he stares at her. He steps closer to her. His voice is calm and controlled, "...I don't think you have any idea of the danger you're in, Fleur...."
She smirks, her eyes lit with newfound courage,  "And yet I'm still not afraid of you."
He bites his bottom lip and looks away for just a moment before he leans towards her ear. He whispers so close to her that his breath tickles her ear. "...I like you." He steps back and chuckles.
A chill runs up her spine, she's never been so bold with him and he with her, but she keeps her composure. "Oh? And you didn't before?"
"No, no... before you were just some hot broad with a set of powers." He chuckles, walking over to a chair and sitting down. He puts a leg over one knee as he watches her pace across the room. "But now, you're a hot broad with a set of powers and some balls."
She shakes her head and then looks at him again, "I am much more than that."
"Oh? And what exactly are you, Fleur?" His eyes are piercing as he asks her this, he's enjoying their exchange.
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She approaches him slowly, bends over and takes a piece of his hair, twirling it between her fingers before letting it fall tousled on his forehead. "I'm a force of nature, mon prince charmant, you've just yet to see." With that she straightens herself and turns, walking out of the room with a smirk, her heart beating out of her chest.
He watches her leave with a smile. He's not used to people talking back to him, much less disrespecting him. A hand gently touches the tuft of hair that she left on his forehead. And then he chuckles to himself. Fleur... she is a force.
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bunny-lovez · 5 months
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When your friend is really..really really REALLY supportive..
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beesinmymoth · 7 months
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Soundwave having a normal mouth is heinous and blasphemous to me
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emmy-dekarios-bg3 · 5 days
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Gonna start doing this when someone tells me what to do
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astralbondpro · 6 months
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The Golden Girls // S02E02: Ladies of the Evening
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pierppasolini · 4 months
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The Golden Girls - 2.11 - ‘Twas the Nightmare Before Christmas
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