#I like the polls they’re fun

[feverdreamsandlucidnightmares]

Is a dirty chai latte not a normal drink? Two people have asked me what it was in the last week??

[sunnibits]

hi, curious question for any hijabis/muslims out there!! as a big tiefling fan I’ve been musing a lot on the concept of hijabi tieflings because aesthetically I’m obsessed with the mental image, but I was wondering if u could help me decide on something! :O

I’m also curious on how tails would work when it comes to modesty…. would they just have to stay hidden under skirts?? idk but I’m genuinely really interested in hearing any thoughts on this!!

[playbarbies]

🛸.˚✧₊˚ eeeee here she is !!!! her name is lenore angello — her age is verse dependent but she was born february 14th. the full backstory of the abduction is tucked in all nice and cozy underneath the read more!! ( since it’s quite lengthy aah )

ミ★ 𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 :

a group of childhood best friends celebrate the final night of their last summer together before they go their separate ways for college. they’re in a pink convertible with the roof down, the warm summer air carrying their off-key singing as the radio blares over the whipping wind. it’s one of those perfect nights—carefree and full of hopeful possibilities.

one of her friends points toward the horizon, her voice cutting through the laughter. “ anyone see those weird lights? what even are those? ”

“ totally a ufo , ” another quips jokingly, not even looking up from her phone.

but the lights grow brighter. larger. too close. a low, mechanical hum vibrates through the air, raising the fine hairs on lenore’s arms. the laughter fades as the lights begin to pulse, their glow staining the clouds an eerie yellow. the driver floors it, tires screeching on the dirt and gravel of the country road, but the lights follow, impossibly fast. the hum turns into a roar.

within a blink of an eye they’re engulfed in a pale yellow beam of light. someone shouts, “ JUMP! ” and everyone scrambles to leap over the doors of the convertible, but it’s fruitless as they too begin to float. gravity loses its hold, and one by one, they are lifted—weightless, helpless — into the void.

ミ★ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 :

the next thing lenore remembers is the cold, metallic surface beneath her back and the sickly green glow of the alien laboratory. her friends’ muffled screams echoed in the distance, punctuated by the clink of instruments and the guttural clicks of alien voices communicating in a frequency of hums and growls.

the experiments began quickly, efficiently. her body was no longer her own—reduced to a test subject to measure pain, endurance, and anatomy. a scalpel traced her skin with mechanical precision, leaving an x-shaped scar across her chest. another cut spiraled from the base of her neck, curling down her side toward her ribs. lenore could hear her friends screaming for her, and she screamed for her friends long after the taste of copper coated her tongue, long after her friends' cries fell silent as snowfall, long after she was the only one left to scream.

ミ★ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 :

she wasn’t sure how long she lay on that table, her body aching, her spirit frayed, her body stitched back together with surgical precision. but when the lead alien turned his back and carelessly left a scalpel within reach, something primal surged within her. it wasn’t hope — that had been cut out of her the way the sample of her organ was. no, it was survival.

her hand trembled as she slid the scalpel closer, the restraints biting into her wrists. with quick, frantic motions, she began sawing through the straps, her heart hammering against her ribs. she stole frantic, desperate glances at the alien, praying they wouldn’t notice. when the final strap snapped, she didn’t hesitate.

lenore lunged. the scalpel drove into the base of the alien’s neck with a wet crunch! its body crumpling to the floor. she scavenged the tools from its belt and stumbled toward the cockpit, where another alien blocked her path. they fought in the narrow space, limbs colliding, gangly fingers tearing at her skin. lenore’s hand found a switch, and suddenly the spacecraft careened downward, spinning out of control.

the crash was violent. metal screamed in anguish as the ufo tore into the earth, sending lenore tumbling through the wreckage. she crawled from the crumpled husk, her body trembling, her vision blurred. the night was eerily quiet now, the only sounds her ragged breaths and pounding heart.

ミ★ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐡 :

she ran. she didn’t know where — just away from the wreckage, away from the memories. her friends’ voices echoed in her ears, their screams pounding with every thud-thud-thud of her mourning heart.

lenore collapsed in a field, the stars mocking her from above. she was alone. utterly and completely alone.

. . .

. . . wasn’t she?

[runandhideguys]

that new thing where usamericans have started using more cockney adjacent accents to imitate british ppl they don’t like is kinda… idk it feels off,, esp when they’re using slang that’s attributed more to working class people. like what happened to making fun of posh people 🤨 i promise you boris johnson and jk rowling are not the ones saying bruv or innit

[fisheadz]

It’s that time again! I’m being indecisive about something!

I’ve written them down already, but they just seem a bit janky with the writing. I could maybe make them sound smoother, but idk.

[theaterdisneynerdsunite]

Joining on the hyperspecific poll trend cause it looks fun

[dragonagepolls]

Okkkkkk and the “Who is the most mentally UNstable” polls have been deleted

[simcardiac-arrested]

i don’t like that im actually considering this

[thatbuddie]

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[mcnuggyy]

Yippie!! Excited to announce that the Rainbow Factory Popularity Poll will be starting soon! :o]

I think it’ll be so fun to see which of my silly guys everyone tends to gravitate towards! Especially since I know which I tend to obsess over the most and seeing if that affects anyone else’s opinions as well ♡ I can’t wait to get started!! Lets get silly and have some fun! Yahoo!!! 💗🌈

Round One ♡ (complete)

Trixie vs Clay

Hal vs Kay

Cupcake vs Mikey

Sunny vs Hev

Sprinkles vs Dustin

Mel vs Butterscotch

Elly vs Craig

Vote in round two here!

[flashhwing]

No hate or anything, but how did Laerryn beat Molly if the vote was 50/50? Did I miss something?

No worries! I understand the confusion. It might not show up depending on what device/theme you’re using (I can’t see it on desktop, for example, but it might be because of a Firefox dark mode extension), but tumblr will actually highlight the winning result on all polls

Like so

Since the percentages are rounded to a whole number, we can’t see if one option has 50.2% or 49.7%, we only see 50%. However, the option with 50.2% would of course be beating the option with 49.7%, so that is the one that tumblr highlights

If you look closely at the screenshot above, you can even see that Laerryn’s little bar is a couple pixels bigger than Molly’s, suggesting the margin between them is almost 1%

If you’re worried that I pushed Laerryn through due to bias on my part, rest assured that if I were gonna push someone from this poll through it would’ve been Molly. But I wouldn’t do that either for the same reason I don’t cheat my dice rolls in dnd; it’s more fun if you do things honestly

Edit: here’s a screenshot of a poll showing that the top choice is the one highlighted with more than two optipns for better clarity

[elliesgaymachete]

I love answering polls and not reblogging them and I love specifically ignoring the instructions🥰

[thecoffeetragedy]

Okay, so I totally changed my idea for my work Holiday sweater contest. I’m making these cute felt patches - they’re so much fun to make!! Now either I play it safe and use this old green sweater I have (classic, comfy, on theme, I never wear that sweater anyway), or I take a risk with my old denim jacket (original, more my personal style, maybe not on theme, I still wear that jacket though I should probably get a new one)

also I have a few selection of earrings I’d probably wear the cute ornament ones with the sweater and the ugly sweater ones with the denim jacket.