#wish we could see the other quiz results

[oldwebmlp]

From: https://web.archive.org/web/20040519003812/http://missa-chan.tripod.com/quiz.html

#old web #tripod #mlp #screenshot #queue #wish we could see the other quiz results

[heartburriedinvenice]

Next Week

( steve harrington x reader )

in which you just want to rent Back to the Future but every week it has already been rented and every time you come back to check Steve Harrington says it will be back. . . next week and for some reason, you still believe him.

or

in which two lovesick idiots have to make stupid excuses to talk to each other.

content warning mild cursing, steve being an idiot, the reader being an idiot, robin being the only smart one, and steve's awful description of the back to the future plot

a / n i love steve harrington so here's this... the last piece of happiness on this account before i drop so much angst with no mercy ( and then after that a robin fluff piece ) i believe you can survive this war but before that happens enjoy this mess!!

You had noticed a few things about the video store in Hawkins, Indiana. One, Keith didn’t work there alone anymore. Two, the cute boy working there always made your hands unnecessarily sweaty. And three, they never seemed to have the movies you were looking for. 

It started a few weeks ago. Your sister wanted to watch a movie that weekend after missing the showing of Back to the Future due to the unfortunate mall fire that knocked out a whole block of town. So the two of your drove to the gas station, bought a bunch of junk food, and headed to the video store. Though as soon as you walked in, you noticed the idiot who would quiz you for around twenty minutes on every movie you returned, and no you weren’t exaggerating, your sister had timed it, was no longer at the counter. But instead, the fallen king of Hawkins High, Steve Harrington, him and his hair in all its glory. You weren’t sure how his dethroning as king resulted in him getting stuck working at the video store by the arcade, for half a second you question if it was even him or maybe some weirdly similar look alike. But no, no it was Steve, you would know it anywhere. And just like any day, you had made your way to the counter, smiling at the boy who almost immediately smiled back upon meeting your gaze.

“Hi,” you greeted. 

“Hey,” he replied, reciting the lines Keith had gotten him to memorize after repeating them to him probably fifty times. “I’m Steve, welcome to Hawkins Family Video, where we bring movies to you, what can I do for you today?”

“I know who you are, Steve” you said, though immediately you wished you could turn back time find a time machine and jump backwards at how creepy it sounded. “Shit, I didn’t mean that to sound so creepy! Im sorry, I just, we went to the same high school. Well of course we went to the same high school but you know-”

“No! No, it’s good,” Steve replied, slightly stumbling over his words. “I, uh, I didn't think you were being creepy. What can I do for you today?”

“Oh, yeah, I was looking for Back to the Future,” you replied. 

“Back to the Future’ huh?” He replied.

“Yeah,I didn’t really get to see it after the whole mall burning down and all, you know?”

He only nodded, you noticing him visibly tensing up at you comment. Passing it off as nothing but it being a stranger memory, a tragedy for a small town like Hawkins, something that didn’t happen often. It was weird, the tiniest bit unsettling.

“If i'm being honest, the movie was pretty meh. Like just okay. Pretty low on the movie scale for me. I got to see it, it was a little confusing,” Steve explained, his voice slightly dropping into a whisper. “Not to spoil anything, but I’m pretty sure, the mom in that movie is trying to bang her son...so…”

You stared at him for a second, waiting for him to say he was joking. But nothing came, only silence as you stared back at him with wide eyes, your voice dropping into a whisper to match his. 

“Wait, you aren’t joking?” you asked.

“I mean, I work at a video store, would I be steering you wrong?” He asked.

“There’s no way! No way!” You practically yelled. “That’s messed up, they played that here? How did the PTA at the schools not go insane?”

“That’s what I’ve been trying to say! No one believes me,” he agreed. 

“I gotta see this movie,” you said, a quiet laugh escaping at the end of your words.

“Ill go ahead and find that for you,” he offered as he walked backwards towards the back room, bumping into the door in the process. “I’ll be right back.”

And he didn’t lie, not long after the boy headed back out of the backroom, you quickly realizing he was in fact empty handed.

“I’m sorry, just realized someone came in earlier and rented our last copy,” he tried to explain, running a hand through his hair. 

“Oh,”you replied, slightly deflating after the anticipation built up for the movie. “That’s okay, I’ll just rent something-.”

“But you can come back next week!” He interrupted, practically yelling. “It will be back next week…”

“Yeah? Okay. Cool, great! Sounds like a plan,” you replied with a slight nod. “Guess I’ll see you next week?”

“Yep, next week, see you then,” he replied, his words coming out in an awkward kind of manner. 

With a quick smile at the boy, you made your way towards the door, not even noticing that your hands were starting to become extremely clammy. Only stopped by the sound of Steve’s voice once again.

“Hey! What’s your name?” He asked. “You know, so I can keep track of who wants the movie next?”

And so you gave him your name, writing it down on a piece of paper because of his claimed horrible memory watching as he tucked it into his pocket as you exited yhe store. A smile glued to your face and a giddy somewhat nauseating feeling in your stomach as you made your way back into the car, almost forgetting the fact your sister was waiting for you. Scratch that, completely forgetting your sister was waiting for you.

“Did you get the movie?” She asked, practically groaning the sentence out. 

“What?” You asked, buckling your seatbelt.

“The movie” She replied like it was the most obvious thing. “Where is it?”

“Oh! Shit, yeah, that’s why we're here! Um, they didn’t have it, we'll have to watch it next week,” you replied nonchalantly, as something that once would have annoyed you had zero effect on your mood. “The boy who worked there said it would be back next week, wrote my name down and everything.”

The younger girl let out another groan as she dramatically collapsed back into her seat.

“Fine. But don’t expect me to watch the fucking ‘Outsiders’ with you again.”                                                                                                  

And It went on for a few weeks, you making your way to the video store every Friday night with the same answer from the boy. One would question the validity of his statement, that it would be there next week, your sister had called you a fucking idiot. Her newfound revaluation that she could say a curse word without being struck by lightning completely shifting her vocabulary.

One night you even asked for a different movie you were pretty sure no one would be watching, but of course it just so happened to have gotten rented. You didn’t mind though all that much, though you would never admit it out loud, you didn’t mind it at all. Because each time you walked in you were greeted by Steve Harrington and some sort of memorable conversation. Steve Harrington. Who was actually pretty nice company, no matter how much of a dork you had realized he was. And no matter how many times you told yourself to just watch something at your house or borrow something from your friend, you continued to drive up to the same store, only to be given the same answer. And no matter how many times your sister had called you oblivious, you ignored the metaphorical butterflies that attacked the walls of your stomach. Maybe it was those conversations, the conversations that caused you to stay way longer than you intended? The conversations that ranged from joking about Keith to talking about stuff that left the two of you there up until closing. Whatever it was, you couldn’t help yourself from coming back.

Just like any other Friday, you parked your car outside of the store, your sister no longer tagging along as she knew you weren’t getting the movie but instead a hour long conversation she would have to sit through in pure boredom. Opening the door, the little bell rang, and you were immediately caught off guard by someone else at the counter. There stood a girl, close to your age from what you could tell. Her shoulder length blonde hair was covering her face as she looked at some book that laid on the counter. Hesitantly, you made your way to the counter, feeling somewhat out of place without having the perfect haired, idiot staring at you. Like you were in a whole other building.

“Hi,” you stated, the blonde haired girl looking up from her book. Feeling as if this was somehow your first time stopping in.

“Hello,” the girl replied, gaze back on her book as she flipped to the next page.

“I come in here every week looking for Back to the Future, I’m pretty sure Steve has my name written down,” you tried to explain to the girl. “I was just wondering if it was finally here to rent?”

“‘Back to the Future’?” The girl asked, as if you were stupid.

“Yeah…” you replied, doubting yourself for a second. 

“What do you mean it hasn’t been here?” asked the girl, whose name you had picked up as Robin from her name tag. “Nobody has rented that movie for like the past two months.”

“But...I, he told me,” you said, at a loss for words.

“Well Stevie told you wrong,” said Robin, with a slight laugh, setting the book aside to set her full attention on you. “What’s your name again?”

“Y/N,” you simply replied.

“No way! Your’re the famous Y/N?” said Robin with a awestruck kind of enthusiasm. “I have been waiting to meet you. No wonder he was so upset about missing work today. He hates work, I was so surprised he even cared that much that he couldn’t be here but-”

“Famous?” You asked, the word sticking out in the midst of her ramble.

“Yeah, it’s not everyday that Steve Harrington has been so encompassed by a girl that he has to fake that ‘Back to the Future’ isn’t here just to get her back,” Robin said, a laugh following her words, almost bending over from how hard she was laughing. “What an idiot!”

“What do you mean by fake?”

“That it was gone. It was a plan to talk to you again. Oh he’s gonna kill me if he knew I told you,” she explained. “But he needs to get it over with and just ask you out. There is no way he strung it out this long!“

You stood there astonished, not even sure what to say back in response. Now your turn to wear that awestruck looks What were you even supposed to say? Where was the lesson on what to do in this type of situation?

“Is he still here?” You asked, part of you wanting to see him, the other wishing to run away and not look back.

“No matter how much I want to see this go down, sadly he had something today,” she replied. “I’m closing up tonight, but you know, I’m sure he’ll be here next week.”

#steve harrington x reader #steveharringtonxreader #stranger things #steve harrington #stranger things x reader #steve harrington imagines #stranger things 4 #stranger things imagine #strangerthings #steve harrington season 4 #fluff #steve harrington x reader fluff #steve harrington fluff #taking a break from the usually scheduled angst #savour this cause i am bringing angst x10 in the next couple fics #xoxoxo love love love my boyfriend steve what a king obsessed #i think i want to marry everyone in stranger things #okay live laugh love this fic up pls

[enjennie]

Everlasting Arms (L.JN)

I. The closet

Genre: school rivals to lovers, secret relationship au, highschool!au, fluff

Warnings: none for this first chapter!

Trouble comes with a name, by the way. He has jet black hair, a chiseled jawline and eyes shaped like crescents. Jeno Lee was trouble. And right now you find yourself squished against trouble in the closet of the science laboratory.

word count: 1k

a/n: i proudly present to you a result of my boring sunday afternoon. i wrote about 4 parts of this mini fic in a day, now that's impressive (for me). 2nd part will be posted soon! enjoy :>

You don't know why you end up in such situations. No matter how hard you've tried to steer away from trouble, trouble comes barreling towards you. Trouble comes with a name, by the way. He has jet black hair, a chiseled jawline and eyes shaped like crescents. Jeno Lee was trouble.

And right now you find yourself squished against trouble in the closet of the science laboratory.

"What– what are you doing?" You scowl up at the boy who not too long ago had pushed you in here against your will. He was running from someone, and you happened to be in the science lab. He knew you were going to rat him out for hiding in here, so he had pushed you in as well to keep you as hostage until the janitor gave up on chasing him.

The science lab's closet isn't an ideal place to hide, it was dusty and not very spacious. With Jeno's big build, it made it very cramped. And with your loud mouth, you were bound to be found. He raises a finger against his mouth to tell you to zip it, practically begging for you to just for once, help him out.

Anyone would be a complete idiot not to piece together that you and Jeno weren't the best of buddies. He was a jock and you're the top student in your grade. But Jeno's also a great student, and could easily take that title from you which he likes to remind you every now and then when you see each other in classes and he scores the highest during a quiz with minimum effort.

Put simply, you have a strong dislike for the jock because he likes to spite you.

"Please, yn just this once, shut up," Jeno pleads in a hushed voice. You stare up at him, deeply offended. You've never even so dared to speak in his direction during lessons, being avoidant because frankly speaking if you were to talk to him, nothing good would come out of it. He is the one always coming to you, yet he wants you to shut up?

"I will not shut up, Lee Jeno! Don't tell me what to do and let me go this instant or I swear I'll kick this closet door down and have whoever it is you're hiding from bust your sorry ass," you protest, fists hitting his chest in a sad attempt to push him off of you.

Jeno hears the faint footsteps of the janitor come closer, no doubt your voice had been heard but to hell was he getting a detention and ruining his clean record. Not today, and not because of you. You'd find too much joy in it.

The footsteps stop right outside the door and Jeno watches as you open your mouth to speak once more. Before you can get any words out, Jeno places his lips on yours, successfully shutting you up when your body tenses up and your breath hitches in your throat.

The door to the science lab can be heard being opened, your eyes are blown wide open in pure shock at what was happening, too shocked to make a sound. Jeno wraps his big hands around your waist and pulls you even closer to him, how that was possible was beyond you. Your fists start to unfurl and were now resting on his shoulder, your eyes start fluttering close as well. A familiar colony of butterflies had been set free in your stomach.

The door is shut and he hears the footsteps growing weaker as whoever it was had started walking away. Only then does Jeno let you go, detaching your lips and looking down at you. You look back up at him, cheeks burning and breath taken away. You weren't scowling, or frowning like you usually did with him. Jeno found you pretty like this. He wishes he could see it more often.

"Maybe we should be in closets more often," Jeno teases.

"Shut up, Lee," you snapped, looking away from him. "Can I go now?"

Jeno thought for a while. Seeing you so flustered over a kiss and having you at his mercy in this closet, when else would he have the upper hand like this? This chance would never present itself to him again.

"On one condition," the jock utters. You peer up at him through your lashes in acknowledgement for him to continue. "Stop being mean to me. I like you, you know. Do you know how much it hurts when the girl you like is the only one that hates you in school?" Jeno confesses, shyly looking away from your gaze.

His heart was pounding and he wondered if you could feel it, from the way your hand had shifted from his shoulder to his chest. (Yes, you could).

Your mouth had parted in shock at what he'd just said. "But you– you love going against me," you tried to make sense of it. Lee Jeno had always been your rival, nobody else was on your level except him. He didn't need the top student title, he already has everything else. Best athlete, most popular and  handsome.

"I do that because it's the only way to get you to notice me," he says. Now you'd be damned if Jeno had done all of that just to get a reaction from you. The laughter bubbles up from your throat uncontrollably and the boy is dumbfounded, watching you snort and giggle.

"You didn't have to do all that to get me to notice you, idiot. I...like you as you are. You watch too many romcoms," you tell him. Yes, maybe his actions were influenced by the many movies he and his mother watched together. But even before he started being your number 1 competitor, Jeno felt like he never stood a chance with you. He felt like he wasn't your type. Hearing you say you like him made him happy beyond words.

"I like you better like this," you continue, patting his chest and pinching his cheek. "Maybe we should be in closets more often," you repeat his words.

Jeno chuckles, leaning in once more to capture your lips in another kiss.

Part 2

#jeno x reader #jeno fic #jeno fluff #jeno imagines #jeno scenarios #lee jeno #nct dream jeno

[rachi-roo]

RACH RACH RACH RACH I AM ON MY KNEES HUMBLY REQUESTING SOME MIYA CHINEN CONTENT.

I am such a sucker for Miya comfort fics w Joe and Cherry and I am begging you my liege to feed into this. 🛐🛐

I have no thoughts, and no ideas, I just kin tf out of Miya, and wish Joe and cherry were my dads😭

THIS IS ABOUT AS CLEAR AS MUD, BUT I AM SO WILLING TO SCREAM AT YOU IN DMS IF I HAVE TO

ANYTHING FOR YOU DUCK-DUCK!!! 🦆🩵 You need not beg my dearest 😌 My children will never go hungry 🫴🥞

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SK8 The Infinity: So tense!

I'm only up to episode 6 myself!!! So go off whatevers happened till then XD

Summary: Tiggle fic! Miya seems a little irritated when he drops into Joe's restaurant out of the blue one evening, finding he and Cherry chilling together. The older men know something is up and know just how to fix the problem.

Lee Miya, Lers Joe and Cherry B.

Tw: None

14/02/23

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It was closing time at the popular Italian restaurant, Sia La Luce, run by Kojiro, or Joe for those who know.

The tall gent was just talking with his pink-haired friend as he wiped down the bar counter when he heard the door open. He could have sworn he switched the sign to closed.

"Hey, sorry buddy we're- Oh! Hey kid." He was surprised to see a small Miya standing in the doorway, in his school uniform. Cherry looked over, sipping his drink. "What are you doing out on a school night, Miya?" He asked.

The boy shrugged, walking over and sitting at the bar beside Cherry. "I didn't feel like going home yet." He sighed, putting his book bag on the counter, staring gloomily at his lap.

Cherry and Joe looked at each other, both unsure what the problem was. The green-haired hunk stepped opposite the boy, smiling sympathetically. "Bad day at school?" He asked, wiping his hands with a flannel before fetching a juice box from the fridge behind the bar.

"Ugh... Bad week." The kid shook his head, taking the juice box and sipping the cool drink.

"Would you like to talk about it? We don't mind listening." Cherry smiled, crossing his legs as he turned to face the boy. Miya looked at the two of them pouting before opening his book bag and taking out a test paper. The numbers 28/70 written in he top corner.

"I messed up. Big time. How could I do so bad on a stupid math test?!" He curled in on himself as Cherry took the paper, looking at all the red circles and writing, pointing out all the mistakes.

"I see. You know these tests don't define your future, right?" He explained, handing Joe the paper. "One bad result doesn't mean complete failure."

Joe nodded in agreement. "Yup. I had countless failed papers growing up."

"Well that's obvious, damn gorilla."

"Shut it four-eyes. Its true though, these tests aren't the end if you mess up."

Miya hummed, twiddling his thumbs in his lap. "But-"

"What's eleven times three?" Cherry interrupted with a smile.

Miya raised a brow, confusedby the sudden pop quiz. "Thirty-three."

"Mhm. And fifty-four divided by two?"

"Twenty-seven? What's your point?"

"My point is, you're clearly not a stupid child, Miya. You're very clever. You just weren't performing at your fullest during this test, the circumstances just weren't right." Cherry smiled, putting a hand on the boy's shoulder.

"What do you mean?" Miya asked, tilting his head. Joe crept around behind him, leaning over his shoulder with a smirk.

"Pinky-pie here is saying you were just too tense." He chuckled, starting to poke at Miya's sides. The boy squeaked in shock, arching his back away from the tickly sensations as he quickly set down his drink, so he didn't spill it everywhere.

"Hehey! Dohon't do that!" He wriggled out of his seat, hugging himself as he glared at Joe. "No! No tickling!" He pointed sternly, unable to hide the teasing smile on his lips.

Cherry smirked at Joe, standing from his seat. "I think he needs some physical therapy. Don't you?"

"I absolutely agree." Joe grinned, starting to creep towards Miya in a playful manner, wriggling his fingers towards the boy as he started backing away, already giggling nervously.

"H-Hang on a moment! I don't think- You don't have to- AH!" He turned on his heels, dashing around the restaurant as Joe lunged for him, Cherry also making a grab for him.

"Noho! Nonono! Get away!" Miya giggled, standing one side of a table with the other two blocking both his exits. He anxiously held his hands to his chin, shuffling on the spot as he grinned uncontrollably. "Plehease! You bullies!"

"Bullies?" Joe grinned. "I thought I was your daddy? Hey? Remember that?" He teased, opening his arms wide. "Now c'mere and give your ol pops a hug." He chuckled.

"No! You're gonna tickle me!"

"Well of course." Cherry smiled, gracefully vaulting over the table all of a sudden, making Miya rush in Joe's direction in a panic. The large man stuck out an arm, wrapping it around Miyas tummy, lifting the small thing off the ground with ease. Holding him with one arm as he wriggled for his freedom.

"Put me dohown! Y-You're so- Kyahaha!" He squealed as he felt Joe's large fingers start to shake into his tummy, his legs flailing helplessly.

"See son? You just need to loosen up a little." He jeered, shifting his arm slightly, allowing Cherry access to the ticklish boys waist.

"You know, laughter is very good for you. It helps regulate your emotions. So, if we do this more often, your tests will seem much easier." Cherry spoke softly, starting to pinch just above the boys knees, making him shudder and cackle in response.

"Noho! N-Not my knehehees! Ehehehe!" His laughter was bright and bubbly, his cheeks and ears heating up to a warm pink as he giggled.

"Kichi, kichi, kooo~ Oh he is very ticklish isn't he?" Joe teased, moving his arm up around Miya's chest, slipping a hand under his arm and tickling there, his free hand coming to tickle his ribs, gently pressing his knuckles into the small frame.

"Eeeeehehehe! Stohop!" Miya grabbed onto Joe's arm, just dangling from his hold, completely vulnerable to the tickly attacks like a kitten stuck in a tree.

Cherry smirked, seeing that the boy's uniform had rolled up with Joe's arm. "Hey, watch this." He smiled holding onto Miya's hips before blowing a raspberry on his soft little tummy.

Miya threw his head back, laughing loudly as his legs kicked. "Kyahahahaaaa! Ehehe! N-Not thahat! Not- Eeeehahaha!"

Joe grinned. "Awww, yes our son is very ticklish. We could just keep him stuck here forever!" Joe chuckled, petting the giggly boy's hair.

"Nohoho! Gehehehe!"

"He sure is. I wonder if these are tickly too?" Cherry mused, swiftly removing Miya's shoes, holding the boy's socked feet in a headlock as he started to lightly scribble on the boy's soles.

"Not my feheheet! No! Nyahahaha! Ehehehe! H-Hehelp!"

"Aww, those are some lovely socks you've got. Joe, they've got little cat paws on the bottom." Cherry chuckled, tracing the 'paw pads' on the boy's socks, smiling as he watched the little toes scrunch and curl inside.

"They do? Aww, I gotta get me a pair of those." Joe nodded, skittering his free fingers in and around Miya's ear, the boy squealing as he tried to bat his hand away.

"Plehehase! Ehe! I-I can't-!"

The small boy soon started to sound tired. His giggling grew breathy. Joe and Cherry decided he'd had enough and ceased their attack. Joe carried the limp noodle boy back to the bar as he giggled, sitting him on the stool and pushing the unfinished drink towards his hands.

"Are you alright?" Cherry soothed, rubbing Miya's back softly. He huffed, panting slightly as he sipped the drink. "I'm... hah... I'm better now..." He blushed slightly, embarrassed to admit he did enjoy it.

"Thank you, dad's." He giggled, beaming up at the two men, who both chuckled in return, each putting an arm around the boy, hugging him affectionately.

"Not a problem, kiddo. Anything you need help with, we got you." Joe smiled, petting his hair. Cherry nodded. "Right. You're our honorary son now."

Miya smiled, closing his eyes for a moment, just enjoying their embrace. He liked having two extra dads. They were the best. And hopefully, they'd be helping him out like this again soon.

#sk8 the infinity #sk8 joe #sk8 cherry #sk8 miya #sk8 tickles #sk8 tickle fic #sfw tickles #sfw tickling community #rachi roo

[insanityofvaas]

2 in 1 uquizzes

Thank you @hotmessteaparty for thinking of me, sending you much love! ❤️

And sorry to everyone that it takes me an age sometimes to get tag games, asks and everything else done. I love you all, but I'm a mess more often than not, let's be real.

I'll be doing both quizzes with my OC Eduardo.

He still needs a bunch of work and quizzes might be a good way to flesh out more details about him. Or just fun. Both good things!

What is your OCs true role in the story?

the antihero ah yes, hello edge lord. it is lovely to see you again. you my dear, are the incarnation of duality, and you might think of claws and venom mixed with grace but alas, nothing near as poetic. you my friend, are mixture of what is seen as right, and what is questioned. you follow the path of your own two feet, you know the twists and turns of life's forests quite well if I do say so myself. and you can meander along them wonderfully. you strive to stay true to a certain sense of principles you might call your code, but whereas in reality, those would be your morals. people tend to see you as strange. sharp edged and glinting you hide behind a cloak of chain mail but really you just prefer to show off your imperfections first. unlike many who scramble to make it as if their flaws never existed, you proudly raise yours up. saying, "this is me, this is the worst of me, now you know what to expect." and might I say, it is quite an intriguing mindset, for truth be told, the ones that love your spikes and craters are the ones who appreciate your softness the most. you wish not to be loved as something lovable, but as a monster. for aren't we all just beasts in human skin? you are brave, but you are lonely. you know quite well how to scare off most, making even the heroes with the boldest bravado creep away with their tails between their legs. you are not a villian, sometimes you play the part a bit too well. but nevertheless you are no hero either. you put yourself first, but if one wins your trust then may the gods have mercy on those who might wrong them. you long to be a poetic mess of sorts, and well, if the ink sets in long enough you might just become that sooner or later. but for one who is so dead set on truth you sure do hide a lot don't you? please, step out of the shadows, there is a difference to not making your flaws visible and to simply acting as if you're the most despicable person in all the realms. it's because you're afraid of attachment is it not? well let me tell you a little secret, everyone is. you say you wish to be left alone for eternity but than why are you craving connection. you wish to be known and understood truly, but you snarl and push the ones that might be trying away. please little wolf, accept you are lovable. you are not some ravenous beast that terrifies the multitudes, sure, you are not for the faint of heart but that does not make you an inkling less perfect as you are. young antihero, step into the sun. you would do better actually reaching for the things you want rather than pining for them in the darkness.

I don't really think he's an edge lord or anything like that. There are definitely things in there that suit him, for sure, so I'm okay with that result!

The "Oh" quiz

the kiss you typically wait until the last second to believe the truth--because it would destroy you to believe it, and then find out it was a lie. you are someone who has never wanted to want, but has rarely been able to do anything else. the idea that you might have to break down your walls for the sake of someone else, someone who could easily decide they don't like what is on the other side, is harrowing. why let people get close enough to be rejected? you are enough for yourself. and you will tell yourself that every time you catch yourself staring at their mouth, smirking at their joke, finding a reason to flick their shoulder. until the kiss. that's when the flood of want, want, want bowls over you and you realize that you are torn between two ways of living. Oh, you think. because despite how complicated you have made it, the moment you kiss, somehow, things seem incredibly simple. they won't be once you start thinking again, but for now, for this moment, you live in the quiet peace of revelation. Oh.

Okay, another result I'm fine with because, again, there are some decent truths in there that I can see fitting him! Mind you, a lot of him not liking to get too close with people romantically is because he's a slut, lol, and the idea of tying himself down to a single person kind of freaks him out. He's still young and wants to have fun!

And there you have it! So, I'll be tagging, with zero pressure: @chocopinda (when you're back, I miss you! <3) @jasonsnowwhitebrody @themadknightuniverse @kidkubrick @ignaciosalamanca @ignaurcio @jacobseedsmalewife @so-cal-douchebag @stacispratt @chaosgoodvibes and anyone else that wants to do it because my attention span is dying.

#tag games #thank you for tagging me ❤️ #❤️❤️❤️

[such-a-barbarian]

Weekly Tag Wednesday Thursday

Another Wednesday has come and gone. So here I am on Thursday as usual. Thanks as always to @mybrainismelted and @jrooc for the tags!

how is your day going? It's still kinda early, but overall is shaping up to be a decent one.

are you okay? I mean, yeah, for the most part.

what is your favourite shade of your favourite colour? I don't really have a favourite colour? Is that weird? Like colours are great?

are you single? Nope. Been married for 5 years, together for 15.

are you happy about that? I am. He's a pretty cool dude. Having kids has definitely made things hard, but he's my person, so we put in the effort to make it work.

what age do you feel in your brain? vaguely my current age I guess? I mean there are definitely times when I feel like there is no way I could possibly be in my late 30s (seriously, how the fuck did that happen?!) but also I've lived a lot of life and learned a lot of things, so when I think about the person I was in my 20s or even early 30s it feels very different now.

do you feel like the good times are behind you or ahead of you? Can I be in them? Can they just be all the time? I am an eternal optimist, even when things are hard I will find the good times somehow/somewhere!

do you have a best friend? Not really. I have a few close friends that I adore, but we don’t really consider each other best friends.

did you have a childhood pet? I had a fish called Wanda. 🐠 lol.

do you sing or whistle around the house? I am constantly singing random shit to my kids. Be it singing a task in the tune of Baby Shark (put on your shoes...doo, doo, doo...) or the latest Ms. Rachel hit, there is always something I'd rather not be singing stuck in my head. lol

do you light candles or incense? Candles on occasion, but I am very terrible at remembering to blow them out and I'd rather not burn my house down so it's very rare.

are you busy Friday night? My parents are coming into town tonight, so hubby and I might try a date night while my folks are on kid duty.

if you were a circus performer which act would you be in? Funny story in my grade 9 careers class we had to take a careers quiz and my results came back that I should be a circus performer. Didn't tell me what kind of circus performer, just that I should be one.... 🤷🏻‍♀️

what is your favourite outfit? leggings and an oversized hoodie.

what's the last thing you created? Don't really have time for my own creating as of late. Made a pretty awesome wizard's hat for my kiddo the other day though. 🧙‍♂️

what is your favourite fic or book of all time? Favourite book is probably The Giver by Lois Lowry mostly because it changed the way I thought about reading. It was like a gateway drug for me and opened me up to the wonderful world of reading! Holds a special place for sure. As for fics that is hard, so many good ones to choose from but I re-read Cooperative Game at least once a year, so I gotta pick it!

what are you looking forward to? Just summer in general! I have two family weddings this year and we have lots of travel and camping planned!

what can put you immediately in a better mood? My kiddos giggles and hugs. Sunshine.

do you like hugs? Love them. I am a big hugger!

what is something you wish people understood about you? I don’t know. I feel like I’m a pretty open book. What ya see is what ya get.

Tagging you if you are reading this! Also it’s lunch time and I’m hungry so tagging people seems like a lot effort right now….

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Week 9 Overview

Happy Easter!!! I wish I could say I was spending my Easter doing anything other than homework and studying lol. Anyway, here’s my weekly overview post two days late. 

Gonna be honest, this week was not great. The teaching team leader decided to ramp up the amount of homework we got every day, which led to some pretty disastrous results. Talking to everyone in the class, we all agreed that we went to bed much later than we should after spending upwards of three hours doing homework every night, and didn’t get ANY good studying done because of the sheer amount of assigned work we got. I can say for myself that so far in this course, the reason I’ve been doing so well is because I always took the time to self-study vocabulary and certain grammar concepts. But this week I simply didn’t have time to, and I really struggled as a result. It just really sucked looking at all the content we were learning and knowing that I COULD learn it easily, that I WAS fully capable of understanding it and knowing it without thinking, but I simply wasn’t able to because I hadn’t been given the time to actually practice it. Pretty much the whole class convinced the team leaders to say something to our MLI (the sort of in-between person between the military and civilian sides of this school) and get the homework back to a normal level. I have no idea if anything has/will come of it, though. I really hope so. 

Successes this week: 

Survived. Lmao

I don’t know my grade yet but I think I did fairly well on my lesson 14 vocab quiz. But I know I would’ve done REALLY well had I been able to study as I normally do. 

Got some homework done ahead of time so I didn’t drown as much as I otherwise would have.

Started Duolingo again lol 

Things I need to work on: 

If things stay this way I guess I’m gonna have to work on keeping up with it all lol. 

Need to work on studying all the stuff I didn’t get to this whole week. 

Plans for the weekend (well, the weekend is already almost over, so here’s what I have already done and the few things I can still get done today):

Got ahead on a loooooot of homework for this coming week. 

Studying grammar and deconstructing sentences. 

That’s about it. Here’s hoping my teaching team leader actually listens to the class and makes Week 10 better for us again. See ya!

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#5

So I did this wonderful uquiz again, well tried to do it as Mogs from the rock star au. And I teared up when reading the result cause it fits to where she is with love right now, and how hopeful she is about it all. Maybe next time I try and do this quiz for her college days or just pre love confessions between her and @arthur-rex 's amazing Arthur 🥰. We'll see, I just really love this quiz a lot for some reason 😅.

soft fresh green

Nice breeze, bare feet and freshly cut grass. Your love is a lighthearted hope for the future. It's protecting your eyes from the sun but enjoying the light rays still, it's laying on the grass and feeling it tickle your neck. You look to the side and they look back at you, full of hope and plans too. You plan together and laugh all day and your sunburn will feel like them.

Your love is delicate, hesitant. A well curated binder full of collages for a future you can't be sure will come, but you keep going, you keep planning, you keep squinting at the sun and smiling, and running your hands through the grass so it will smell better. You keep holding onto the bright sky even as the sunsets, even as the starry night stares back. But you keep on holding, you keep on dreaming, you close your eyes and feel the sun on your skin and convince yourself that the sunburn is good, it's something to hold on to, just makes it linger a bit longer. Your love is a lighthearted hope for the future. It's sweet and wonderful and it keeps love alive, makes the world a better place. You run your hands through the grass, clench your fingers tighter and keep making plans. And I can only thank you and hope I can learn to love like you someday.

17 notes - Posted June 8, 2022

#4

I really wish that we would have gotten an episode in S1 when ArMor was still a thing on the show as a romantic pairing about a noble/prince being interested in marrying/courting Morgana when he comes to visit Camelot or for the main four (Arthur, Morgana, Merlin, Gwen) to travel to another kingdom for diplomatic reasons (would give us a chance to see places other than Camelot and expand the world) And if we put this ep sometime after the Valiant one, just imagine Arthur trying to prove that the man is evil or sg, in order to protect Morgana. (plus there could be some funny scenes happening while he tries to prove the guy's evilness, who could just be a good person really)

@twisted-shipper 💕 I thought this idea might interest you.

18 notes - Posted January 6, 2022

#3

Arthur x Morgana [ArMor]

Pure marital bliss & marshmallow sweet fluff + Morgana is pregnant. 🤗

"Arthur," Morgana nudges his side and he gives her an annoyed look after getting woken up, then his expression becomes alarmed. "Is everything alright?" He questions her as he sits up, his hair standing in all directions while he looks around.

"Yes, I..." she trails off and giggles when she notices his hair in the moonlight. "Yes, everything is fine." She assures him and takes his hand in her own.

"The baby kicked for the first time." Morgana smiles as she places his hand over her baby bump.

"Night owl like you, hmmm?" He asks as he settles back on the bed, rubbing her stomach slowly, experimentally, with an awed expression on his face at the life that they have created together with Morgana.

"Maybe," she chuckles as she leans back against the pillows. "or just energetic like their dad." Morgana smiles and runs her fingers through his messy hair for a moment.

Arthur hums and looks at her while he continues to caress her stomach. "Now, 'Gana you are energetic too." He mumbles and kisses her shoulder before he nuzzles his nose against her neck to make her laugh which she does.

"It tickles," she complains between giggles before stilling completely when the baby kicks again. "Did you feel it?" She asks as she turns to her husband; their noses pressing together. "I did," he nods and smiles brightly at her, twirling a lock of her hair between his fingers before he leans in for a kiss.

"You are amazing," he whispers against her mouth while he pulls his wife into another kiss.

"And what else?" She asks playfully as she moves to straddle his lap, the covers falling around her body as she does so. "A shirt stealer." He jests and tugs at the hem of one of his red shirts on her.

"Arthur," she pouts and moves to swat at his shoulder, something she has done since they were kids and she never quite grown out of, not that he would ever want her to.

"Alright, alright," he sighs as he gives in, she is far too adorable not to; he pulls the covers back around her to keep her nice and warm.

"You are clever, you are magical, you are the most beautiful woman in my eyes. I admire your sharp tongue and your horsemanship and the way you use a sword, taught by me, of course." He grins as he punctuates each word with gentle caresses all over her body, paying close attention to the spots he knows ache due to her pregnancy.

"You have gotten so much better at complimenting me, my King." She smirks as she leans down to kiss him but he meets her halfway, his fingers twining in the soft curls at the back of her head. "Mhm... I have had time to practice, my Queen." He chuckles and presses a kiss to her mouth and then her cheeks and temples.

"We should go back to sleep." He whispers; his forehead is pressed against the side of her head. "Yes, we should... ." Morgana agrees and squirms a little.

"You know I am always here for you, I am not going anywhere. Should you have a bad dream or... a vision wake me up." He presses kisses all over her face until she smiles and nods her head.

"I'll hold you, as always." Arthur assures Morgana as they settle back into a more comfortable sleeping position, their heads resting on the same pillow.

"I love you." He whispers as her hand seeks out the spot over the left side of his chest to feel the drumming of his heart beneath her hand.

"I love you too, Arthur." She says it back as she gazes into his loving eyes, his hand seeks out her rounded belly once more. He doesn't take it off even after he falls back into a peaceful slumber with his other arm lazily thrown over her waist.

19 notes - Posted December 2, 2022

#2

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMFQLXUey/

It's likely to sleep deprivation (I woke up like five-six times for no apparent reason) and my mind being in ArMor gutter rn but this got me thinking of them having an almost-kiss moment and Uther walking in lmao. Pre reveal though if it happens after the reveal then ooooooooh, the angst just unf.... Also, I wonder if they were each other's first kiss when they were younger; Arthur is older than her in the series, I think, so I can see them having an 'argument' about stuff like kissing that leads to them exploring it but IDK. I don't even think I am making sense at this point and this is not going to reach a lot of people anyway, which due to how silly this is I don't mind at all. Perks of shipping a not-so-popular ship in a fandom.

22 notes - Posted December 5, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I have been thinking and I feel like we were robbed from getting an episode of Morgana under a love spell in s1-2 era, possibly even s3, but I'd really prefer s1. Like imagine some Duke believeing that he could get Uther's support and all by marrying his son to the King's Ward.

Gwen trying to be supportive but confused about Morgana's behaviour, compared to the last time this particular noble family came to visit Camelot. Plus, she hasn't heard Morgana 'complain' about Arthur in days now.

Arthur trying to cover up his jealousy and being offended should Morgana consider that man over him as her Champion. And trying to make her see reason that that buffon is no good for her. I'd low-key love for them to have a chat like the one they had about Sophia, I think, where he says something like 'If you are jealous Morgana it's okay to admit it, it wouldn't be the first time now would it?'

Merlin being on the fence about finding a cure cause Killgarah probably said something about how it would be better if Morgana married the Duke's son compared to her staying in Camelot, but in the end deciding to do the right thing and cure Morgana.

@twisted-shipper I thought you might like this idea of yet another s1 era episode I wish we would have gotten. And yep jealous Arthur again cause why not 😌.

23 notes - Posted March 8, 2022

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Repeat

Going to school ain't the best of the things that I can aim for yet it's mandatory on my list. I always despised it and no matter how hard I tried I always failed, I never understood why. Was I not trying enough? Whatever the reason might be, the option of giving up didn't exist. My parents would kill me if I ever stopped trying and I couldn't die yet I had a long list to fulfill but first came studies. I almost lost my life the other day; thank god I noticed the truck in time. I had to be more careful from now on.

Waiting for the bus once again, just the same old day, I wish it'd come. I've been waiting twenty minutes. I barely managed to leave the bed this morning, I had the worst program for today too.. Just as I started dozing off, the bus came by, thankfully I managed to get it. I put on my headphones, ignoring my surroundings and started blasting music. The day was hard to pass, it felt as if the time had frozen and on top of that the teacher made us do a quiz. I had studied the things that were on the quiz!

Before we could leave the professor announced the results. I was eagerly waiting for mine, I knew it'd finally be a good grade! I got 5/20, how? That's such a devastating result. . The professor couldn't even let me see my mistakes. The bell finally rang and I fast-paced to the bus station, I couldn't afford something worse happening today. The bus arrived and as I was walking in someone tapped my shoulder, I turned around to look who it was but no one was there, strange. .

After arriving home I immediately started studying. After completing my homework I went to eat yesterday's leftovers 'Annoying'. Hm, who said that? I was home alone. I decided to shrug it off, nothing good could happen by stressing out about some little things. I questioned once again why I always failed even though I was such a hardworking student, I guess I'm not trying enough. . It's just unfair, why do I always fail? I could feel the tears spilling on my notes. I wiped them away, it didn't matter, crying wouldn't solve this.

As I finished doing extra exercises I cracked my knuckles. I'm glad that I'm finally done, I even gave kudos to myself for finishing faster than yesterday. Am I hungry? Positive. I ignored the fact that I had an exam soon, food was the first priority. I went to the kitchen and cooked an omelet. I sat down in the living room and watched the news to have something distract me while I ate. The television suddenly started to glitch and a reporter was talking about how it was the end of the world. I rubbed my eyes and it turned back to normal. Were my eyes fooling me? As I was trying to understand if what I just saw was real or not I remembered about the exam. There's no way it was real, my brain was playing tricks on me. 

I decided to write down the event either way because it could appear useful in the future. I then started to revise for the exam, a couple of hours had passed before I was finally done. I could feel my eyelids getting heavy so I brushed my teeth before heading to bed.

Going to school was exhausting, the day barely started and I wanted to go back home already. As I headed inside I ignored the people which was relatively easy and I sat on a bench. I felt as if something was wrong though. . Was it the exam? I was ready for it. 

While I was minding my own business, a classmate of mine, Evelyn greeted me "Hi Mary, how're you doing?" Someone started a small talk with me? That's so sweet. "Honestly I could be better but I guess I'm good. How's your day?" I asked her. "Ya know, the usual stuff." she responded, I in fact didn't know the usual stuff. Before I could ask her something else I noticed something strange, she started to melt. Oh god her skin was oozing to the floor, her flesh was visible! Was I the only one who could see that?! "Please help. ." She muttered while grasping my arm.

I didn't know what to do, is this a nightmare?! "How, how am I supposed to help you?" I asked, by then her face had fallen off. I began to panic, I looked around to see if anyone could help Evelyn but everyone had the same issue. It made my stomach drop. I looked at Evelyn's hand, it was now just bones and it hurt. "Please help me. ." she said before grabbing my hand, I flinched, I could feel my flesh being torn. I couldn't even push her away, it was about time and all that remained from her were just her bones. I couldn't hold my tears back. A loud sound was heard throughout the place. A warning, an alarm for this situation? 

I woke up, that was one heavy sleep. What did I dream of? It seemed like a long dream, I hate forgetting them. After eating something for breakfast I went to school. There, a student from the same school started a small conversation with me. I didn't remember his name nor did I wanna seem rude for not knowing so I referred to him as Blondie. This was a good day starter! As we were discussing the lessons we hate he asked me about a wound on my arm. I looked at my arm and there was a visible injury. The strange thing is that I didn't get hit by something to cause such a wound. "I'm not sure, it's not the first time something like this happens, it frequently happens when I'm sleeping." I stated.

 We continued talking until the bell rang and we parted ways. It was the exam day today and I knew everything. I was more than ready and when I received the copy of the test I started writing. I knew everything, I continued to write down the answers to the questions until I was done. The professor looked kinda surprised. Once I finished, everything that I had studied was deleted from my memory. That was very weird. . At Least I was done! I gave the professor my sheet of paper before leaving school.

I ran to the bus station and the bus was about to pass by, I was lucky! Just as the bus stopped it disappeared.  Do I want to go home so badly that I am hallucinating? Some passers-by threw strange looks at me, they must think that I'm crazy. I went to sit down on a bench and then the blond boy came. "Hello again, how'd the exam go?" he asked me. I don't remember telling him that I had an exam, maybe a friend of his is in the same class with me. "It was surprisingly good, it was pretty easy. How was your day?" I asked to continue the conversation. "It was fine." He responded. "Which class are you at?" I questioned, before he could reply the bus came . I went inside and that's when the conversation ended. Could I consider him a friend? It'd be good.

After I arrived home, I ate dinner, it was quite nice. I put the dishes in the dishwasher and focused on my homework. It was simpler than usual, maybe I finally became smarter! I finished earlier than usual so I decided to reward myself. I grabbed a bag of popcorn from the cabinet and put on a good series to watch. I really loved this show. Suddenly the phone started ringing, the moment I went to pick it up the power fell out, yet the phone kept ringing. This situation felt off, it gave off creepy vibes too. I answered the phone "Hello, who is it?" I asked, no one had my phone number. . "Wake up" a robotic-like voice said that in repeat until I closed the call. This just felt like a plot for a horror movie. . I hated pranks like these, I knew it was a prank because no one had my number. Once I closed the call the power returned.

I decided to go to bed, I didn't understand how fast the time passed by. . After a while I fell asleep. I woke up, I felt as if I just blinked and the night went by… I went to brush my teeth, after that I went to put on my uniform. As I stepped inside my room I noticed myself, I was still asleep? What the hell; was I dead?! I tried to wake myself up but it wasn't working.  An eerie sound could be heard so I decided to investigate. I looked outside the window and what I saw was horrifying. The world looked as if a war happened, a bizarre creature was standing out there, collecting dead bodies. . I couldn't describe how it looked but I'm certain that I've seen it before.

It was changing the world to its original state, one of the bodies that were collected was Blondie's. He died..? This felt very familiar but I just couldn't remember. Wait.. it has happened before. . the dreams that I kept forgetting.. it has truly happened, they weren't just dreams. I remember them now, that's why I had that wound on my arm, it was because of Evelyn. Why was I alive though? I'm pretty sure I died in some of them. That must be the reason why my life is so difficult! As if it sensed me the creature looked over my window, I realized how dark the sky was when I saw it staring at me. Next thing I remember is waking up, that was terrifying.

I dressed up, I had to go to school, I was possibly being watched. I had to act normal, how was I supposed to act as if I witnessed none of that stuff? One of the only people that I talked with was now dead. I arrived at school, it was a bit early so I started writing down my theories in my diary. "Good Morning Mary" Blondie said before I could open my diary. Wait, Blondie? Silence filled the air while I was trying to realize how he was alive. I was about to question him, since I saw him dead but what if people come back? What if that monster brings them back and removes their memories? "Are you okay Mary?" he questioned. "Yeah I'm fine.. my day just didn't start off well."

I didn't know if I should tell him about everything that happened. I needed someone to help me, didn't I? That's what people usually do.. If something were to happen to me someone else would know which could help spread the message. I took out a notebook of mine because it'd be better to write it down rather than tell him. I began to write everything that I knew and my theories and then I asked if he wanted to see some drawings of mine. He agreed and sat next to me. He started reading it and kept quiet. "Wow, how did you find out?" he asked "Well you could say that life inspired me to find this." I stated. When I told him that I'd spread the message to the world he smiled, the smile was almost angelic . .

The bell rang, Blond boy went inside the school and I was stuck in a dilemma. I wasn't sure if I should leave school but staring at it made me feel like staying was the wrong option so I began to run to the bus station. I heard a horn, I looked to my left and I noticed a truck, god I could have died if I didn't run faster. I was alive and I needed to warn the people. The only way that I could think of was social media. I managed to get on the bus and after I got out I immediately ran to my home. I opened my laptop and I began to write a warning about what lurks within this world. Once I hit send the message got deleted, I tried more websites, other social media but nothing worked. Of course it wouldn't, if it were that easy then someone else would have done it! I took my diary out of my bag and then I heard the doorbell ring. I locked the door, I couldn't afford anyone to come inside.

 I opened my diary and there I found warnings addressed to me. Written in the diary was a note about how I shouldn't trust the blondie, he was the one behind all of this, he was the mastermind. I now realized why he kept talking to me, he didn't want me to see these notes. Blondie barged in the house, I was dumbfounded. "You finally read it, you made me wonder how long it'd take you" he said. I tried to shut the door but he held it open. "I, I can stop you!" I stated, I was filled with fear, I had no idea what to do. He didn't respond, he was just smiling, that uncanny smile was so petrifying. "You aren't a chosen one, you're not meant to save the world. You are just a student, how can you save the world? The fun is over, you stepped right into the trap like a foolish little mouse." he said with a grin. I tried to attack him with my diary but he just caught it and he burnt it to crisp, nothing was left, just ash. . "Think of this world as your personalized hell. You cannot escape this place nor save it." I was awestruck, he looked like the devil with that smile. He wasn't the angel he looked like nor a student from my school. He was a demon and behind that angelic face of his hid the devil himself. .

I woke up once again, I felt very tired though. . It was dark outside, what time is it? I grabbed my phone, it was 3am, I could get more sleep! I laid back on my comfy bed and slept once again before starting the day. The day went on pretty well yet I felt that I was missing something.

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[frostfeather13]

Talking About Cookies Part 1

Hydrangea Cookie

Spoilers for Season 7 of CR:OB ahead! And a major spoiler for The Frost Witch and the Lantern in the Snow story from CR:K

So Hydrangea Cookie is probably one of my favorite cookies across the entire Cookie Run Franchise.

She’s so pretty from her color palette to her design motifs, I especially love the long flowy sleeves and the colors!

Her trial theme also slaps and was the first I got the Diamond Rank on.

She also has a god damn frog as a pet!! And the frog has a costume!!!

This frog costume makes me wish we had a costume gacha for the pets. 

There are only two cookies that are canonically friendly to her. The rest are tense. Lotus Dragon (obviously) and Cherry Blossom. Cherry Blossom is an odd choice but I can see it.

Just imagine these two going on long walks admiring the hydrangeas and having picnics. Them watching the fireworks together, Cherry Blossom getting Hydrangea more off track of her duties to have picnics. Them looking longingly into the other’s eyes as they slowly move closer… and I am practically writing a fanfiction at this point. 

She’s in general pretty friendly towards the other cookies (even Pomegranate) but isn’t a fan of Purple Yam (cause he’s loud) Ginseng (cause they don’t agree on the whole ‘life draining lotuses’ thing) and Bellflower (because she tries so hard)

Her Magic Candy skill is also pretty cool, the color of the hydrangea jellies depend on how many of bear jellies she collected. If she collected mainly yellow bear jellies then the hydrangea jellies are yellow and it’s the same rule for pink and frozen bear jellies.

Oh and her main skill is beautiful, I love the look of the hydrangeas and it just looks so pretty. Did I mention how much her music slaps? Because the music slaps.

One thing I love about Hydrangea’s personality is that she will drop everything to look at the flowers. She also doesn’t mind getting soggy unlike most cookies. She just goes with the flow and I love that about her. 

That is where I was originally going to leave this, but then season 7 came out.

So now I have so much more to say!

First off, she straight up was willing to die for the Lotus Paradise. 

The way she was just so okay with it, makes me a bit concerned about what is going to happen to her during the story. 

So I did some digging into what hydrangeas symbolize and found out it depends on the color, given that Hydrangea walks through pink, blue, and purple hydrangeas I’ll be going off of those colors.

In general - sincere emotions, gratitude, deep understanding, grace and beauty

Pink - heartfelt emotions, romance, true feelings, and heartfelt emotion.

Blue - feelings of regret, frigidity and apology.

Purple - deep understanding and a desire to deeply understand someone.

To quote the book Tar Baby, Toni Morrison says “A dead hydrangea is as intricate and lovely as one in bloom.”

Just an intresting quote I found while looking up what hydrangeas symbolize. And it kind of ties into her max affection jelly quote:

“None can stop the cycle of blooming and wilting.” 

So given this information, I think something terrible is going to happen to Hydrangea during the story. I don’t want her to get hurt but given her devotion to Lotus Dragon, it’s possible that she could sacrifice herself for Lotus Dragon (and she attempted to with the whole ‘live draining lotus’ thing). If anything does happen, I’ll cry more than I did during Sherbet Cookie’s death. 

There was also recently an official ‘Which Cookie Run Villian Lies Within You’ quiz, one of the results is Hydrangea and it labels her as ‘the Unintentional Villain’

It mentions that she has an easy time understanding others and that she has a lot of optimism. It calls out that if she keeps empathizing and understanding others she could be ‘the World’s Greatest Advisor’. (Which ties into the symbolism of hydrangeas)

Then it mentions that if you (the reader/Hydrangea) were traveling with heinous criminals you would be okay with it. And it explains that it maybe makes you the scariest out of all of them.

Given that this was from an official personality test, it’s easy to say that this is how Hydrangea is and feels. 

Needless to say Hydrangea has some issues. 

Regardless, Hydrangea Cookie Supremacy

Anyway this was pretty fun, I might do this again if y’all are into it. 

Before I forget here’s a doodle/sketch of Hydrangea in my own style instead of me trying to replicate the CR art style like I normally do. 

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[paxny]

1, 8, 9, 18, 19, 20, 26 for the top gun ask thing!

So I totally had to sit and stare at this in my inbox for a hot minute and digest the fact that it exists. Like, low-key tumblr still boggles my mind- some of my posts here have more notes than the number of likes I get on other platforms from people I know irl. It's weird. I love it. Anyway, super excited to play!

1. Who’s your favorite character & why are they your fave?

I'm really really obsessed with Iceman and Maverick. Not sure I could choose a single favorite character when they exist together. I love their dynamic, I love how deep both of their characters are, I love them individually but also how it feels like they complete each other. I absolutely ship them romantically, but even from a platonic viewpoint they're inseparable to me. (That probably answers other questions better than this one but) I'm also a literal goner for Rooster.

8. What would your callsign be?

I don't really know yet, honestly that question has been consuming a lot of my thoughts. Probably something completely lame and not cool. Most likely relating to my clumsiness, or one of my silly childhood nicknames. My mom used to call me Birdie and Squirrel, and sometimes she now (affectionately) calls me Creature when I do something silly/weird. I did take the funny little quiz that the movie's Insta account posted, and came up with "Colt" as my result (strangely fitting considering I was the Horse Girl...I was amused at least) but idk how accurate that is... If I come up with something cool I'll let you know? I will totally accept ideas and suggestions XD (my friend @brackish-kraken has been dragged into brainstorming with me since I started typing this up...so far they have come up with" Bobcat", "Alice", "Chipmunk", and various plays on my nickname [Rae>>"Rabies" ]. I hate that one, but that prob means that's actually what it would be.)

9. What’s your favorite scene in either movie?

The beach scenes. Absolutely the beach scenes. Also every time a Bradshaw makes a sarcastic remark under their breath/as an aside. And the scene at the end of TGM where Mav and Rooster steal the old F-14. have you figured out how indecisive I am yet?

18. Would you be a pilot or a RIO/WSO? If you’d be a pilot, would you work alone or have a RIO/WSO? If the latter, who would your RIO/WSO be? If you’d be a RIO/WSO, who do you want your pilot to be?

I think I'd be a pilot if only because I'm pretty sure I'd be a terrible backseat driver. I would probably go out of my mind if I was just along for the ride. I'm torn about having a RIO/WSO. I long for the kind of bond that we see between them and their pilots, and I would feel safer and more grounded with someone with me as a team. But also I would be terrified something would happen to them because I made a mistake.

19. What do you wish you’d see more of in Top Gun fandom

I would love to see more fanart, I'm an absolute sucker for fanart. I also am literally addicted to whump-y fics, and I've read a ton of great ones for these fandoms, but I'm rather insatiable. AUs and tropes that really hurt my favorite characters, and delve deep into what makes them tick, before slowly helping them heal and giving them a happy (usually) ending *chef's kiss* Hanahaki aus, arranged marriage aus, all the hurt/comfort, soulmates, pining, angst, whump, non-traditional a/b/o. Please just give me all the fics that will make me cry, they're so beautiful and powerful, and these characters would suit them so well.

20. Is there anything you’d delete from canon?

Besides the obvious fix-it-fic line of thinking where I don't let Goose die? I would erase Charlie and Maverick's romantic relationship. I really didn't like it that much, I was much more invested in other relationships and friendships. I felt like theirs was unstable and rushed, and unnecessary to the plot. I think they would've made better flirty bffs. That's just me though.

26. What’s your favorite line from the movies?

"You can be my wingman anytime" "Bullshit. You can be mine" also a number of others from both movies, but that's what came to mind first.

#@the-hard-deck #top gun #top gun: maverick #ask game #icemav #pete maverick mitchell #tom iceman kazansky #bradley rooster bradshaw #nick goose bradshaw #charlie blackwood #im literally so indecisive #im sorry i didnt mean to ramble on that much #im so obsessed #top gun movie #this was really fun #we should do it again sometime #wingmen

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34 & 44!

Connie!!! Thank you!! 💖💖💖💛💛!

34. is there a song you know every word to by heart?

This is where the Autism kicks in akdnfkgng, even if I dislike a song (like actively hate lmaooo) if I hear it enough it will be stuck in there, fully remembered, forever. I can't remember my cousin's bdays without it being marked already on a calendar, but if someone asked me to sing any song I hate for karaoke? (Let's go with Blurred Lines because I watch an old Big Fat Quiz ep and guess what they played more than once 🙃): I could do it. It might not sound good, but by god every word would be there.

On the plus side, songs I love also stick in there easily, which means there's also a selection of MCR, anything that's ever been on a Saints Row soundtrack, the entire OFMD soundtrack (literally have not relistened to The Chain because it's been in my head on repeat since I watched it 😂)

Fuck the Autism also kicked in on this answer (and the next im so sorry ilu) what a book, forgive me for these lmaooo

44. you get a free pass to kill anyone, who is it?

Okay so I'm v stoned and got waaay too deep into this question ngl like. considering who and the concept of revenge and vigilante justice and would seeking the other person's death really create an overwhelming sense of fulfillment and peace, or simply mutate the current grief into something twisted and painful that haunts one until their death? Then thinking if I undertook manipulation to ensure the death of someone else but had to spend time in their company as a result am I then no better than them for having taken their hospitality which comes from their horrific actions?

Then I realized the best answer is probably Thomas Hardy or (and hoo boy am I a little scared to note this one hence writing it to evade tags) J./K./R./

The first because I hate having to read his sad sack books and like. I think it would be a mercy to kill him and put him out of his fucking misery. "Because we are to meny" fuck u Tommy Boy that shit destroyed me

And the second because her work was a huge part of my childhood. I loved that shit; I still have merch from my middle school days even that is in storage to be burned later. At one point I had planned a tattoo of a fave line even (I'm glad I waited, but had I gotten it I think now I would just be figuring out a good cover up design. That's just me personally tho cuz like. who tf gets a fun fandom tattoo and then expects This Shit from the author, ya know? I didn't as a kid, planning for that tattoo while I reread the books.)

As a result of who she's revealed herself to be and what she believes, I've cut that part of myself out like a cancer (tearing up the old books and using them for art projects, the merch burning is probably going to be done this or next summer or whenever we aren't in a damn drought with bonfire bans) but bits of it linger, ya know? Like I'll think of a song from middle school and then be blasted with the memory of how I played it on repeat while reading the latest in the series, and then remember Why i haven't been able to listen to the song in years

I wish i could literally erase all of it from my memory, never see the books or merch or the movies (on streaming sites too) ever again. But since I can't, though I keep on trying, I would settle for doing to her what she thinks should happen to people like me

However she also seems like a scrapper and she's taller than me so tbh I dunno if I would be successful or if it would be a mutual fight to the death, but I would be fine with that too. Not a win-win, but not every situation is in life lol

#text post #ask box things #the killing one got dark lmaooo but im v stoned so i actually took the time to consider it and #briefly got stuck researching ppl to choose best #sorry connie u brought out the English major/history minor in me ajsbfjgna #cringe but hopefully im still as kissable and fuckable as before to everyone interested #just maybe bring a bar gag and don't talk abt literature at all lmaoooo #or history which considering someone info dumping abt their historical knowledge is a turn on...u see the problem

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As compassionate people (sometimes called codependent or people-pleasers), we KNOW that change is possible…

We often sense the way things COULD be, tapping into the true potential that others so often miss.

When someone treats us badly, many of us can literally SEE the pain and trauma driving their behavior!

And this means when a relationship is struggling or difficult, we know the way things COULD be once they are healed…

And wowwww, how precious it will feel when we finally get there. 🥰

But this powerful, compassionate, and empathic nature of ours often gets us into trouble.

Because we aren’t sure where the boundaries are, so we don’t quite know where to find the limits.

Erring on the side of kindness and empathy, we fully set our hopes on their change.

After all, we’re not wrong.

They *could* potentially change…and it will feel so lovely once they do.

Only, because we aren’t aware of the boundaries of hope and change, we mistakenly pin our own life to that potential future.

And, in the process, we become completely disempowered.

😩 Soon, we find ourselves begging, pleading, wishing, hoping, longing…

😮‍💨 Our energy becomes depleted.

🥺 The spark in our eyes fades away.

😵‍💫 Our emotional health is in tatters (and our feet are exhausted from walking on eggshells).

Oh, my friend. How has it come to this? 💞

And how can we get our beautiful compassionate power back?

To me, the answer is so simple.

Boundaries. ✨

The real ones. We need to know them.

We need to know *ours.*

Because our power isn’t out there with the other person.

It never was.

And as we come back home to ourselves, we find our answers…and the path ahead becomes clear. 🦋

We still love richly but we know where the boundaries are (and we honor them).

This is what true empowerment looks like.

This is what becoming boundaried is all about.

❤️

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Freaky Thing With Radio Happening....Again. (Still Reminds Me Of The Radio Demon)

[Note: Reading This Post Is Optional, it does get some off topic...but still will talk about the freaky thing with the radio, this will also talk a bit about Alastor from Hazbin Hotel and how this freaky thing with the radio reminds me of him...oh, yeah and remember Don’t Reblog Without Permission.]   

so yeah, as of May 25, 2023....that thing I mention before is of course happening again....

I can either hold the radio, or have my hand on it and have it sit down where I have it....or I can just have my hand hover over and the signal will come out perfectly, but if I put it down and keep my hand away, the signal become poor again.

like the green light even goes off and there is that static sound, and strange it might seem, even when I wiggle my fingers over it, the green light ends up flickering, and it I guess a mix of in between a good and poor signal...?

maybe on some days it will happen, and other days it wont, like the last I tried to see if it would end up doing it again like the last time, but didn’t....

and this had to be one of the days it ended up starting again.

still reminds me of Alastor from Hazbin Hotel, and we all know he is known as “the radio demon”......I don’t know which is freakier, my having moments of being all “Radio Earth Angel” or the whole me getting “Envy” in that one Helluva Boss/Hazbin Hotel quiz, that tells you what ring you are from...

and once again, I know it wouldn’t be so in the canon. and it is possible that a sinner ending up in the Envy or the other rings, would be more in a fanon timeline, so no need to take the fun out of a awesome quiz, not everything needs to make canon sense, and I still think it is both funny, freaky and I guess interesting, that I kept getting the Envy Ring....I forgot how many times it was, has it been the sixth or fifth time I ended up getting that result, and I did get something different before, but I got Envy Ring the most....which once again is freaky I keep getting that...

and yeah, in theory, The Pride Ring wouldn’t be so overpopulated, if Lucifer like I don’t know, moved some of the sinners to the other rings...?

if the other parts of the rings do have lots of room, he could probably split some the sinners that have some of the dominate traits that is associated with one of the other embodiment sins, there by, having less overpopulation in the pride ring.

it is still good that Charlie is trying to redeem sinners, although I still don’t think certain ones can be redeemed, like certain inhuman filth that have crossed a line that was never meant to cross and would make even some other sinners want to beat them to a bloody pulp, because even those sinners wouldn’t cross that disgusting line....

also it might be weird, but I kind of want to put a type of protective spiritual bubble like barrier around the Earth, I mean if it is possible to do that, like all Earth Angels needing to do that.....even if it wishful thinking.

the reason I want to do that, has to do I want to stop Negative Masculine energy from causing bad stuff to happen....

I know I kind of started to question some part of the masculine, even if there ca still be some part of the masculine aligned that can be trusted...

but a certain one, and needing to solve things, is just gonna make me view that it isn’t just some humans that can be capable of evil actions....

also besides the one I’m not going to say is possibly doing things that is making me having some form of distrust some of the negative and toxic masculine energy...

has anyone ever had the thought “not gonna take sh*t from fallen angels.”

or like from any masculine angels that have crossed lines, either they be fallen or not, but believe what they are doing is “helping” and for the “better good”

also besides my distrust for some part of the masculine aligned angels, both fallen and not fallen....

and besides the whole freaky thing with the radio, that keeps happening...but might only happen sometimes, but it might not do it on some days...

anyway I think I will add another name to my wishful list...

that is of course my “Those I Wish I Could Punch In The Groin”

and of course, Mammon The Embodiment of Greed, is at the top of the list...

and it also has some human guys, who peeved me and probably other people off with their toxic bull slag...

and then there is the Antichrist, he is on that list as well, those three angels who are named Senoy, Sansenoy and Semangel....and they freaking know why they are on that list....if they didn’t try to force Lilith to go back to Adam...

Cain and Abel, I find that both brothers were in the wrong, but it still doesn’t help that Abel’s so called “offerings” weren’t stop by Adam more properly, even if some info says he did try to stop Abel, he clearly didn’t make the point clear enough to try to make Abel understand that what he was doing was wrong...

I mean it’s one thing to use livestock for food and clothes, but why in the world was that even okay or allowed...?

what Cain did to Abel, was still wrong, but he was clearly in a very dark place, and it’s possible his family didn’t even try to help him when he was going through a very bad spiritual and emotional depression...

Adam and Eve could of did better at trying to help Cain when he was going through a very bad depression that would end up being mixed with some form of malice....

I know that not everyone will agree, but I still believe that both Cain and Abel were in the wrong, and Abel isn’t really 100% innocent either, not just Cain.

King David, who is also my ancestor, he is on the list, and the reason why he is on that list, is because he didn’t punish that sicko son of his, who is named Amnon...

Amnon and his cousin who is also is friend who is named Jonadab, are also on the list....

I think I will need to add some more paper and use a stapler, but besides those names, and some I can’t really say...

I’m thinking of adding Archangel Samael to that list....

even though I might not be allowed to punch him in the groin, but it doesn’t mean I can’t wish I could....doesn’t matter if he is Cain’s dad or not, and Cain is my ancestor....well him, and Seth.

maybe I should think over it a bit more, before I add Samael’s name to the list...

anyway, I don’t know if I should add King Solomon to the list or not, the one good thing he did for me and some others in my family, is making it so that I can’t take that throne, so being a descendant from his side of the family and being his son Rehoboam.

wait, wasn’t it King Solomon that was involved with those two women who were fighting over a baby.......okay, I will have to look that up, and if it turns out it is him and not his Dad, I’m adding him to the list for child endangerment.

some might not understand why I made the list, and well even if I know it is impossible to do, but it is like a wishful thinking type list...

anyway with that aside, the freaky thing with radio is still freaky, I don’t think it has anything to do with telekinesis, and I think I forgot the name of it, and might need to look it up again sometime....

I just put my hand over the radio and it’s playing “Woman” by Doja Cat.

I kept it hovering over it and just let it play the rest of the song, before I took me hand away and it goes back to that poor signal....I like the song.

don’t know what’s playing know, but I could probably find out by placing my hand over the radio and have it hover over it...

anyway that freaky thing that is going on, still reminds me of Alastor...

what am I his Flame Twin or something, though I don’t really smile a lot...I do, but maybe only once in a while I think...

don’t have to take that whole flame twin seriously, I mean ya can, but I mean don’t take that whole Alastor Flame Twin seriously.

also if Alastor was real and had strawberries, I would have to kindly ask him to hand them over....because I love strawberries. XD

though, there can be some strawberries that don’t really come out very well, and it’s like when you bite them and have them in your mouth, you can tell they don’t get much love, like some other strawberries taste way better and are obviously grown with much care and love than some that don’t.

I decided to turn the radio off for now, I can listen to it whenever I want, maybe later....or like when it isn’t doing that freaky thing.

and isn’t the type of radio that Alastor is use to, it is a bit more modern...

and yeah it still freaky that I seem to have kind of “power” over it...

but it might not be like Alastor’s, but it is still freaky it started to happen again after I had discovered it around, was it last month when it happen...?

maybe I should make a list about the most freaky things that has happen to me, one being that whole my being able to do that freaky thing with the modern radio, the other being how many times I got the Envy Ring on that interesting quiz I took...

and the other being the whole “Earth Angel Princess” popping into my head.

technically I’m a descendant of royalty, but I don’t think I am a blue blood...

more in the purple blood, well that is how I view it...

and then there is the whole Earth Angel thing, so yeah putting those together in my head, came out as Earth Angel Princess...it’s kind of interesting, but also weird.          

maybe the whole freaky thing with the radio that happens when I either put my hand on the radio or like have my hand hovering over it, is a bit more freakier than that whole Earth Angel Princess thing....

anyway I’m going to check out some stuff on here, and maybe in the next post will be about a theory about a video game or movie or show....and if not today, maybe tomorrow or whenever I can post a fan theory.

I don’t think I have much to say about the whole freaky thing with the radio happening again, and it is possible it will not do it sometimes, like I think if I were to try on certain days, it will likely not do that freaky thing, but other times it will.

well maybe I shouldn’t worry about it too much, while it is still freaky it does that, it is still rather interesting and I wouldn’t mind if it only happens once in a while.                                                                           

#radio #alastor hazbin hotel #radio demon #talking about feelings #talking about family #telekinesis #groin punch #it's weird #I'm weird #earth angel #princess #mature audiences only #not for kids #may 2023 #do not reblog without permission

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