#gh proposal

[improvedgoalhorns]

Song: Billie Eilish - You Should See Me in a Crown

Pros:

Calm and confident. Mocking in its nonchalance. One by one, the goals stack up. Victory is inevitable.

The Fleet came close to the "crown" last season. So, with that goal in front of mind, "you should see me in a crown" feels like manifesting the cup and making a promise to fans and rivals.

Fans could yell the "one by, one by one" part.

The song itself is very cool.

Cons:

The chant is maybe a bit of a stretch, but I stand by it.

While calm and confident is cool, it can also be low energy. This may cross that line.

My transitions are a little rough 😬 This will be a recurring theme as I have zero experience editing audio. I'm just a fan with GarageBand and a dream so please be gentle xoxo

My first goal horn proposal! I'm so excited to start sharing these!!!

I would love to hear all your goal horn related thoughts and feelings! By no means am I an expert on the history/fandom of every PWHL and NHL team, so disagreement, additional insight, and/or recommendations for new horn proposals are more than welcome :)

My plan is to post my goal horn reviews on Monday/Wednesday/Friday, and then post a couple proposals the following day. I'll be going in alphabetical order through first the PWHL then the NHL. If you have horn related thoughts/feelings/recommendations for a team, though, don't feel like you have to in any way share them "on schedule". I'm happy to hear about any team at any time <3

Fleet Proposal 1/?

[dgct2]

I feel like we’ve kinda been dancing around this marriage thing for a while & I’m kinda tired of dancing. But if you’re not ready I will keep dancing with you.

[officially-lowes]

YOU EVER JUST FULL ON SQUEAL FOR TWO MINUTES STRAIGHT

[burned-lariat]

I have a gut feeling Spencer is going to propose. It’s Paris. He’s been dropping lines about “our future”, and telling Trina she’s about to have”the best weekend of her life”. And right when NAC leaving I dunno I just feel it.

Hope it. Pretty please?

Seems like the anvils (beyond indicating Spencer's "death") indicate as much!

[arminsumi]

Betting your girl's mouth on a basketball game was crazy — and Suguru was all for it.

After taking a loss that may or may not have been deliberate, jock!Suguru wears a dirty grin on his face while watching you suck his best friends virgin cock like a good girl, loving the nasty wet noises you make while slurping up and down nerd!Satoru's pulsing shaft, slowly stroking himself to the sight of you on your knees, making cock disappear in your mouth like magic.

And Satoru — the poor boy — is losing his mind because he's never felt a woman's lips around his dummy big cock before. He used to tell you that sex is beneath him — now he's throwing his head back, gritting his pearly whites, curling his toes and biting his bottom lip 'till it's all red, totally surrendering to your little mouth — it's just so funny to you, 'cause he's been the know-it-all bastard telling you "... you're just Suguru's slut. If you paid as much attention in class as you did to my best friend's dick, maybe you'd amount to something. Do you even remember what we learned yesterday? Exactly. But I do — that's why I'm the top student and you're just — "

Bla bla bla... Satoru's now showing you how much precum his dummy big cock leaks — it's a sticky mess oozing out of his tip all over your quivering tongue. You looked up at him and winked, and he seethed inside because god he's hated you for so long but now your lips are wrapped around his cock and your mouth is taking him to heaven.

He's whining, biting into his fist, knees all wobbly. the texture of your tongue drives him nuts — then it clicks. oh, this is why my best friend is obsessed with his girlfriend. This is why he can't shut up and stop oversharing his sex life with me.

'Cause heaven really does exist on her tongue.

"fuck, slow down..." Satoru tries to ease his cock out your mouth, feeling his orgasm threatening to erupt at any moment.

But Suguru pushes you back down on his cock, filling your cheeks again, "nah, keep going baby, he's gonna cum — aren't you Satoru? You're gonna cum in my girl's mouth, huh? Come on, big boy, I know how long you've wanted this. Fill this little slut's mouth with your cum."

Those taunting words push him over the edge. His heavy balls tighten up as he feels you suckling his swollen head, and then white ropes come bursting out.

"Ahh—gh! Fuck... nn!"

Satoru's legs give out and he moans like you've never heard a man moan before, releasing all the cum he's worked up for you like he's been waiting years to do this. Actually, he has been waiting years — waiting patiently to find an opportunity to make your jaw ache and eyes well up with tears.

"Baby, you gonna swallow my best friend's cum f'me?" Suguru encourages, stroking his cock lazily against your cheek now.

He watches you compliantly swallow Satoru's seed, and Satoru twitches at the sight.

Huffing, Satoru comes down from his high and brushes his white wispy bangs out of his eyes. He's glaring down at your mouth.

"... still fucking hate you... " Satoru mutters to you in a voice still shaky with the after-effects of his orgasm.

"I still hate you, too." you smile back at him.

His heart flutters and bottom lip twitches. He can't stop staring at your lips, your eyes, your hips, your thighs.

"Ah, Satoru, quit your act — you're the one who proposed this idea in the first place."

You went red in the face. It was Satoru's idea? The mister goody-two-shoes, know-it-all, all A+++ report cards, 'sex is beneath me' Satoru?

"Huh? I thought this was your idea..." but before you can express your surprise you're already feeling Suguru nudge his cockhead against your lips.

"Sh sh, now it's my turn, baby. Open wide."

[apollodarling-writes]

Simon Says...

MINORS DNI!!!

desc: Simon “Ghost” Riley decides to take Simon says a bit further...

cw: multiple creampies, unsafe sex, ghost was out here rawdoggin you without a condom or even asking if you were on contraceptives beforehand smh, afab reader but no specified pronouns, marking, rough sex, uhh a lil blood play cause i feel like ghost would kinda be into that, dom!ghost/sub!reader, manhandling, spanking, bruising mention, public play, a little degradation, praise, Ghost is kinda mean at first, i use the term ‘pretty’ but it’s meant to sound gn, it might be kinda shitty... sorry ;(, idk if i mentioned it already but ghost is a sadist in this, reader shows slight masochism btw, kinda??? blood drinking, some possessive themes, throat fucking, this is fucking absolute filth, ghosty boy goes feral, simon's orgasm hits real hard for him- it's prolly the mutual pining and finally being able to fuck you tbh, uhhh also pussy drunk! simon, and some cunnilingus, dumbification, virgin!reader

this isn't proofread. it's also prolly a little shitty at the end. I was rushing to get this out.

@willywonkagirly @darklordofthesimp @ifellinthebongebong @midnightlockhearth

Everything started with you challenging Ghost to a drinking contest. No one in the 141 Task Force had the pleasure of seeing the man drunk, and you would be the one to change that. Upon deciding the night was nice enough, and hoping that luck would be on your side, you had slung your arm over the man’s shoulder and proposed the idea. Surprisingly, with enough begging and batting your eyelashes halfheartedly, Ghost had finally agreed. 

The rest of it was a blur. One moment you were flirting with Ghost, and the next you were being dragged to the bathrooms in the back of the bar, shoulders slamming against the cool metal of the divider. 

“Ghost! What the hell?” You weakly protest, your words slurring together.

“You like to play games, don’t you?” The man growls, venom dripping from every word that leaves his lips.

“What are you-“ Ghost’s hand shoots out, gripping your jaw.

“Did I say you could speak, [Name]?” Your eyes widen as you gently shake your head. “Then don’t speak.”

You bite your lip as the Lieutenant purrs, “You learn quick don’t you, Angel?”

“Now, since you like to play games with me, what d’ya say to a nice ol’ game of Simon Says?”

Simon says?

You furrow your brows at the man’s choice of game, but agree nonetheless. With a slight nod of the head, you hear Ghost chuckle.

“We’ll start off simple, yeah?” He doesn’t give you a chance to respond. “Simon Says: Take off my mask.”

You blanch. “A-Are you sure, Gh-“

The Lieutenant clicks his tongue, followed by a disappointed sigh. Thick fingers wrap around the soft flesh of your throat as he ghosts his cloth-covered lips along your jaw, nipping at your flesh here and there.

“Are you gonna be good for me, or am I going to have to make you? I’d prefer that you be the good little bitch you are, but…” Ghost trails off for a moment, an arm wrapping around your back, pulling you flush against his broad chest, his other hand trailing lower and lower. “I don’t mind putting you in your place, Angel.”

His fingers just barely brush against your clothed clit- a promise of what’s to come if you’re good for him.

“Will you be good for me, Pretty?” Parting your lips as the man applies gentle pressure, you quickly nod your head. Ghost releases a sultry chuckle, butterflies filling your tummy as a result, and removes his grip on you.

“Good.”

The LT takes a step back, allowing you to shakily pull his mask off.

He’s beautiful, is your first thought.

The man had to be a god. With pretty, plush lips, dirty blond hair that’s grown out just a tad more than Ghost- no, Simon- would’ve liked, long lashes that frame his gorgeous ice-blue eyes… you couldn’t bring yourself to look away.

"Ya like what ya see, Sargeant?"

"You weren't kidding when you said you were far from ugly..." You murmur, causing the man to chuckle. His eyes meet yours, a hungry, lustful look swirling within. Simon reaches his hand forward, cupping your cheek and brushing the pad of his thumb against your lip.

"Simon Says: kiss me."

You inch closer to him, gently pressing your lips against his and wrapping your arms around the back of his neck. The man quickly takes the lead, tongue brushing over your bottom lip and fingers gripping the meat of your waist- surely, there would be bruises tomorrow. Simon kisses you heatedly, lifting one of your thighs and pinning it against his hip, biting your lip and tongue here and there.

"You drive me fuckin' crazy, love." He murmurs, pressing chaste kisses to your jaw, trailing down the length of your neck.

Ghost bites down on the apex of your shoulder, forcing a pained whine to erupt from your throat. He shivers at the sound and sinks his canines deeper into your flesh, reluctantly pulling away as you begin to squirm and licks up the droplets of blood leaking from the wound.

Simon's gaze drops to the bitemark he left- a pretty purple and red taking up a portion of your shoulder. Blood rushes to the man's cock, the pants he wears beginning to strain rather painfully against his flushed tip.

"Simon says: get on your knees."

You immediately obey, mouth watering at the promise those four words held. He hurriedly unzips his jeans, the imprint of his cock making you whimper. Your core pulses as he lowers his boxers, length slapping against his abdomen, the sensitivity of it causing a poorly contained groan to form in his throat.

One hand wraps around the base, roughly tapping your lips with the leaking tip, while the other tangles itself in your hair.

"Open."

You obey.

"Suck"

You obey.

Simon's hand guides your head, forcing his cock deep into your throat.

"Doin' so good for me." He groans. "Feels so fuckin' good."

Ghost holds your head in place as he comes closer and closer to his climax, length thrusting in and out of your throat. Heat pools in your tummy, thighs clenching together as one hand slowly reaches down to fondle your clit.

"'m gonna fuckin' cum. 'm gonna fuckin cum-" Simon groans, hips suddenly stilling and eyes screwing shut as his vision borders a delicious white. He shakily pulls out, fingers brushing against your cheek, and orders you to swallow all of it.

Just like before, you obey.

"Simon says: Strip."

Swallowing thickly, you begin to strip off your clothes. By now, your underwear was practically transparent- glistening in the dim lighting, the outline of your heat on display for the LT. He hooks a finger around the seams of the garment and tears the fabric from your body.

Simon is quick to replace the fabric- his tongue lazily drawing circles on your nub and fingers prodding at your slit.

"'m gonna make you cum 'fore I fuck you." Ghost murmurs his promise into the meat of your inner thigh, releasing a throaty groan as he relishes in the taste of you.

He coaxes one orgasm out of you.

Two orgasms.

Three orgasms.

Simon didn't want to stop. Between your fingers tugging harshly in his hair, the pretty purple marks blooming in the shape of his hand on your outer thighs, and the name carved into your tummy- Simon Riley was sure he was dreaming. The taste of you, the feel of you, the scent of you; everything was just too good to be true.

"Simon please- hah fuck!- need you inside me." You whine, hips bucking at just the right angle forcing a fourth orgasm from you.

"'m so proud of you, Angel. Did so fuckin good for me, yeah?" Simon stands from his kneeling position, picking you up and pressing your back against his chest- arms hooked beneath your knees and aligning your hole with his cock. "How about I fuck you dumb, hm? How about that, baby?"

"Please. Please, Si- I just need you. Need'ta be filled."

Ghost sinks you on his cock slowly, the pain from the stretch causing you to bite your lip and tears to prick your eyes.

"Si- I've never- I've never-"

"I'll be gentle, pretty. Just feel good for me." Simon begins raising you to the middle of his shaft, and sinks you down ever so slowly. Tension pools into the pit of your stomach, growing tighter and tighter, making you more sensitive as time goes on. Simon adjusts his angle, hitting a spot inside you that makes the tension crash down on you- your mind going blank and walls fluttering around Simon.

"Fuck-" Simon increases his pace- hips snapping into yours as he comes closer to his own orgasm. His hips never still as he spurts thick ropes of cum into you, fucking it back into you with each thrust.

Simon slams you on his cock, back pressed against the cool metal, as his hips snap up to meet halfway.

"'s too much Si-"

"Take what I give you, slut- oh god, 'm gonna fuckin cum again-"

Simon fucks into you faster and faster as he chases his own orgasm, forcing another from you. "'m gonna fuckin breed that pretty little pussy of yours. Need'ta make you mine-"

Simon cums a final time, dripping onto the floor as he gently pulls out from you, pressing a kiss to your temple and cleaning you up.

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"Ya think they're fuckin?"

"Soap MacTavsish."

"Sorry, sorry."

[azzibuckets]

i’m just seeing golden hour as the later in life of seven years in the works cause like azzi didn’t say anything about actually wanting to get proposed to and then we all know what happened in gh…

omg this is an honor @imaginespazzi

[imaginespazzi]

the domesticity of pazzi lately got me feeling like paige could absolutely propose after this coming season. like she'll be on the highest of highs after they win the natty ofc and she's lowk been thinking about it for a while and suddenly she just can't help herself, like this one more thing would be the cherry, the icing, and the sprinkles on top.

like my DELULU scenario would be: immediately after the natty win when they're hugging the lights out of each other, paige just spits out those four words and azzi thinks she's playing but then quickly realizes that paige is being dead serious with the biggest stupidest grin on her face. but before azzi has a chance to answer, they get engulfed by their teammates and then it's kinda forgotten for the rest of the night as they go on to celebrate the win.

then as they're back in their hotel room (whoever paige/azzi is rooming with crashes in another room) at like 3 or 4am and they're about to pass out, azzi says the magic word (yes), and paige's eyes are barely open and she's confused and azzi clarifies "you asked me a question earlier, my answer is yes" and then the light bulb goes off in paige's head and she immediately sobers up and tackles azzi once again with the biggest stupidest grin before finally falling asleep.

azzi wakes up a few hours later to the blonde chick on one knee next to the bed with a ring in her hand (she'd been carrying it around for the past god knows how many months), the second ring she's won in the past 24 hours.

and then they LAUNCH. how? well, azzi rocks up to the draft night orange carpet on paige's arm, with a blinding rock on THAT finger and a quick kiss as paige is named the number one pick. tumblr is spiralling, tiktok is in shambles, and twitter is twittering: oh wow they're such great friends!! azzi is SO supportive, i wonder who her fiancé is!

anyhoo, emphasis on the DELULU cause this obvs ain't happening lmao, but I could definitely see them getting engaged sooner rather than later (end of 2026 maybe? we'll circle back in a couple years' time)

also, this may or may not have been inspired by my need to counteract the sadness i feel when i think of GH pazzi breaking up and azzi saying no to paige that first time. yep i said first cause there WILL be a second time and this time she will be saying yes or she'll be the one doing the proposing herself 😌

ANON OMG I LOVE THIS

Do you write because I would love love love if you wrote this because I'm actually obsessed with all of this

But if not then @azzibuckets CESSA MY FAVORITE SWEETIE CUTIE POOKIE BEAN I HAVE A PROMPT FOR YOU PRETTY PLEASE WITH A CHERRY ON TOP <3

I heavily agree on them seeming really domestic these days. Like they've always given that but it's been really amped up since the cruise. They've just had a whole new glow to them that I adore so I fully agree, I could totally see an early-ish engagement.

[nontacitare]

GH question

What Drew did today was illegal, right? First, as a congressman, shouldn't Drew be divesting from companies he owns, rather than try to corporate take-over them? Second, weren't his promises and threats to Curtis both attempted bribery and blackmail? Or am I missing something? I did like Curtis' comment: "What happened to you? I don't even recognize you." I suspect (and this is the only way I could accept a Drew redemption arc) that Drew has brain damage. His 180 from compassionate to a fault enabler to the biggest sleazebag in Port Charles in such a short period of time needs an explanation. Also, when Willow finds out that Drew slept with Nina, how on Earth is he going to spin that? "Yeah, I was having a hate-sex fling with your mother while I was grooming you, but I ghosted her before I finally seduced you so it's ok." On a completely different note, I look forward to a Trina/Kai romance as she shows him the beauty of non-football life and they solve mysteries together. And to him proposing in about a year, on the same day Spencer comes back from the dead so we can have soapy goodness.

[sereneres]

asap ⁴

danielle marsh x 6th member!reader / 1.8k

summary. — a picnic for two, one with me and you.

warnings. — the ending is sort of rushed

“you want to go on another picnic? why? we just went on one last week.”

“well, for one thing, the weather is great today!” danielle said, holding up one finger before adding another. “and two, why not?”

you hum, nodding your head sagely as though you were that one turtle from kung-fu panda. “why not indeed.” you rasp, making danielle laugh at your actions.

“ynnie, just tell me if you want to go or not.” she told you after she stopped laughing. “if you can’t go today, then we can take a raincheck and do it another time.”

“i’m not busy, but have you asked manager-unnie?” she shook her head and you frowned, tapping your pen against your desk. “in that case, you should go ask her for permission to go out first. do you know where you want to go for this picnic?”

the older girl once again shook her head, an innocent look on her face, and you sigh. “okay, once you tell manager-unnie and she approves, you two should go over some places to picnic at. once that’s done, come back to me, okay?”

“okay.”

if you were going to be honest, you had expected her to forget about going on a picnic.

like yesterday, she often came up with ideas on what to do whenever she was bored, which ranged from simple things like going out to eat to things like going to beach and teaching you all to surf.

however, she had never gone through with such ideas, quickly forgetting them the minute she found something else to do.

so, when she had proposed the idea of going on a picnic, you hadn’t expected for her to come to your room the next day, practically banging on your door with how eager she was.

“yn, yn, guess what!” she said the moment you opened the door, eyes like crescents as she smiled widely at you.

“what, dani-unnie?” you ask, raising a brow.

her smile promptly dropped at your response, her lips forming a playful pout. “i said ‘guess’, ynnie, not ‘ask me’.”

amused, you smile and began guessing, having decided to play along with the older girl’s little guessing game. “did you just eat another carrot?”

“nope.” she replied, shaking her head, and, had you not moved back in time, the tips of her hair would have whipped you in the face. “you’re close, though.”

“did you buy more carrots?” you ask, tilting your head. she once again shakes her head, giggling as she did so.

“huh, what could it…” you trail off, belatedly realizing that her hands were behind her back. “…unnie, what are you hiding behind your back?”

“guess.” she insisted before gasping when you rush forward in an attempt to grab at whatever she was holding. “hey, i said guess!”

“sorry unnie, but i have no clue what the answer is, so we might be here for a while if you–” you grunt, your arms around danielle as you attempt to take what she was holding. “–gh, if you don’t show me what you’re hiding.”

“it’s a picnic basket.” haerin said from behind danielle, the latter flinching while the former continued to sip on her juice box innocently. “and you owe me, yn-unnie.”

“i’ll make sure to ask the manager for permission to go to the cat cafe.” you promised, moving away from danielle as she pouted. “is tomorrow a good time?”

“i have a schedule tomorrow.” the younger girl said. “what about the day after?”

“i have to go in and record that day.” the two of you frown, staring at the ground – or, in haerin’s case, at you – in contemplation before the oldest out of the three of you clears her throat.

“oh, sorry dani-unnie, i sort of forgot you were here.” you say, smiling sheepishly at the aussie before turning to haerin one last time. “i’ll just ask the manager when we’re both free, how about that?”

the girl shrugged and nodded at the same time, leaving you confused as she walked away. beside you, danielle cleared her throat again, doing it more loudly than she had earlier.

“since haerinnie told you what i’m holding, i’m hoping that you can guess why i’m so excited now.” she said, looking at you with expexctanr eyes.

“we’re going on a pic…nic…?” it sounds less like an answer and more like a question, because, even if danielle was holding a picnic basket, there was no telling whether she would use it for it’s intended purpose or use it for something else.

fortunately, danielle ignores how question-like your answer was and cheers, clapping her hands and even going so far as to spin around. “you got it! good job, ynnie~!”

“when did you get permission from manager-unnie?” you ask, surprised. “i don’t remember seeing you talking to her…”

“i got permission yesterday, when you were in the middle of your recording.” she said as she smiled widely at you. “you told me to get permission, so i did. do you need some time to prepare, or can we get going?”

“hold on, unnie, i need to get dressed.” you gesture for her to wait and, without waiting for a response, ran to the closet you shared with minji and haerin,hurriedly grabbing some clothes off their hangers.

“take your time, ynnie.” she called, swinging her picnic basket around as she waited. “we have the whole day to picnic!”

“how did you even get manager-unnie’s permission?” you ask, pulling on a sweatshirt before pausing. “oh, and could you check whether or not it’s cold out?”

danielle hums, pulling her phone out of her pocket and doing as you asked. “let’s just say i bargained with manager-unnie a bit… okay, it says that it’s currently twenty-four degrees celcius, but that it’ll go down to– oh wow, eighteen in an hour or so.”

“that’s a pretty big drop.” you murmur, swapping your sweatshirt for a regular t-shirt and tying a jacket around your hips. “and what do you mean ‘bargained’? you didn’t do anything you shouldn’t have, did you?”

“i may or may not have said that i would do this commercial shoot thing, but that’s beside the point.” danielle said, laughing nervously as she put her phone away. “have you finished getting ready yet?”

“just one second…” you bend down and grab a bag, cramming it with a random assortment of things – a mask, your phone, headphones, etc. – before zipping it closed and swinging it over your shoulder. “okay. you brought food, right?”

“yep!” she raised her picnic basket and patted it. “i made some sandwiches and brought you-know-what.”

“carrots?” you ask, amused.

“carrots.” she said, nodding seriously.

“i can’t believe you weren’t joking about the carrots.” you say, staring at the two unpeeled and very large carrots in the older girl’s hands.

danielle raises an eyebrow, placing her hands – which were still holding the carrots – on her hips. “and i can’t believe you thought i was joking about the carrots.”

“you never joke around about carrots.” you agreed, nodding your head slightly. “by the way, s that the same picnic basket we got during the picnic video?”

“yep! the producers let me keep it when i asked if i could.” danielle pulled out a blanket from the basket and unfolded it before placing it on the ground. “they were going to let you guys keep them too, but you guys left before they could tell you that.”

“that sucks.” you mutter, crouching down and picking up a few rocks. “do these look big enough to you, unnie?” she looks over and you show her the rocks in your hands.

“they don’t, but i think if you put two or three in each corner, it’ll be heavy enough to hold it down.” she told you, taking some of your rocks and placing them down. “see? it works!”

despite your doubt, you nod, eyeing the average-sized pebbles rocks warily. “if you say so, unnie.”

“alright, do you want to go find some more rocks, or do you want me to?” danielle asked. “it’s not particularly windy, so i don’t think we’ll need a lot, but…”

“i’ll go get them.” you decide, standing up. “you’re wearing a skirt and i don’t want any bugs accidentally crawling up your legs and… well…”

“oh, you’re so sweet ynnie~” the older girl cooed, patting you on your head. “i’ll set up the sandwiches and carrots while you do that, how does that sound?”

“sounds good.” you say, nodding.

“then that’s settled. good luck finding rocks, ynnie!~”

“thanks unnie. i’ll make sure to come back with a lot of… er, rocks.”

needless to say, you did not come back with many rocks.

“it’s like some… thing came and took them all.” you grumbled, pouting as you plopped down beside danielle. “there’s even indents in the dirt for where they used to be.”

“it’s okay.” the older girl soothed, patting you on the back. “it's not very windy anyway, so i don’t think we’ll need them.”

you sigh, shaking your head. “you’re right, but still… what could’ve taken them?”

“never mind that.” danielle picked up a sandwich in it and put it in front of your mouth. “go on and eat. i know you haven’t eaten much since this morning.”

“you’re right, i wouldn’t have eaten breakfast this morning if hanni-unnie hadn’t told me to.” you muse before taking a bite of the sandwich. “wow, unnie. this is really good.”

“isn’t it?” danielle said, puffing her chest proudly. “i’m getting really good at this cooking stuff, aren’t i?”

“you’re definitely better than i am.” you said, sighing and shaking your head. “even with hanni-unnie’s lessons, i still suck at cooking.”

“aw, don’t say that ynnie. you’re great at cooking!” a pause. “just… not with a stove. the image of your burnt pasta is pretty hard to forget, as much as i want to forget it.”

“ugh, minji-unnie and hanni-unnie were so mad at me that day.” you take another bite of your sandwich. “they didn’t speak to me for a whole day – or, well, minji-unnie didn’t. hanni-unnie got bored of being upset with me an hour into the silent treatment.”

“‘can’t say i blame them.” she said, shrugging. “making pasta is super simple, i didn’t think it was actually possible to burn it.”

“apparently, i didn’t add enough water.” you pause mid-chew. “at least, that’s what hanni-unnie said.”

“well, at least you know now to add a lot of water.” danielle said cheerfully, smiling at you.

“i guess so.”

“but really, have you never seen your parents cook pasta before?”

“uhm, no, pasta wasn’t really something they made. they didn’t make much of anything, actually.”

“really? my parents made a lot of pasta when i was younger. once, my sister even added chocolate to her spaghetti.”

“really? how did that taste?”

“…it didn’t taste good.”

“figured.”

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[ruth-westside]

For the peoples saying that nobody asked for the upcoming Global Horse Store, may I propose a concept for consideration?

Non-Star Rider is a category of players that exists.

Non-SRs can only reach Moorland, Fort Pinta, the zonies at the circus, the pony championship, and most events that have portals in one of those areas.

They used to have access to Ferdinand's Horse Market, full of ancient models that are relatively affordable, but they have been deprived of that for quite a while now. Non-SRs have to wait for the bazaar to have a similar, if slightly more expensive, setup.

Those who can't buy lifetime, or even a monthly subscription, also have to depend on the rare SC codes SSO gives out. So they may pull together enough SC to get one horse after 2-3 years, if they're extremely frugal.

Having a global horse store that will have every horse, hopefully including Ferdinand's, is a dream for a non-SR. They'll finally be able to get a breed they want and in the color they want.

Certain breeds/coats may still be locked by player level/rep, just like the tack and clothes in the current global store, but at least non-SRs will get some of what they once had either way. _

No, having a global horse store will not discourage exploration all that much, if at all. SSO and players alike already forget that Dino, Mistfall, Redwood, and Wildwoods exist. Players who don't like the GHS can do the same thing as players who complain about Instagram comments they don't want to see: Practice self-discipline and not click the button that would reveal it.

And no, it will not screw up reputation-building because older/less popular models already get moved to higher-level areas like Epona. SSO nullified the logic of it themselves. _

TL;DR please think a little bit less about "nobody asked for it" and a little more about "what kind of players might benefit from it." I hear being inclusive is a good thing to do.

[improvedgoalhorns]

Song: Megan Thee Stallion - Where Them Girls At

Pros:

Straightforward taunting

Fun to sing/yell along too

Natural transition points

A very cool song

Cons:

I'll level with y'all, this has virtually nothing to do with the Boston Fleet in particular. I just though this would make a fun PWHL goal song, and Boston's horn seemed to go the best with it. (Though, full disclosure, I was only able to find clean audio of their horn from last season at Little Caesars Arena- the horn for this season at the Tsongas Center could be different)

Fleet Proposal 2/?

[dgct2]

Will you marry me, Sam?

[the-alexel-lucas]

Would you like to give roasting Eglantine a try?

Gah, I've been putting this off...look, the only good thing I have to say about Eglantine is that she is aware of her trauma, beyond that though she's trash. While she is aware of it and the fact that it affects her thoughts and actions she isn't willing to do anything about it, she's so immobilized by fear that she doesn't consider clear facts such as that she is someone no one will oppose to becoming zent all because everyone's so sure that Sigiswald will be butthurt about it. But what can he do? The country is weakened to the point they had to sweep away long standing traditions just to get by. Instead she threw an underage girl under the bus who, unlike Eglantine, does not bear any responsibility for this mess. Eglantine made the choice to accept Anastasius' proposal and join the royal family, she has a duty and responsibility to support the country and if that means getting the GH and becoming zent then so be it. Instead she made a young sickly girl who had done nothing but support her take up that role instead and be taken from her home and family, to me this marks Eglantine as an absolute failure; as a royal, as a noble, and as a person.

[enuode-au]

soooo Question.

Does the Wolf Spirt exist in some kind of way, like an old legend or something

and also

why is GIlded Helthia the only place not allied with Losheedi? cause... Im interested

1. yes, the wolf spirit exists!! its an older, lesser god, and only worshipped by the natives of the undergrove. because shubble is the leader of the undergrove, despite her modernized upbringing, she has met the wolf spirit itself before and has occasionally used its powers.

2. pearl didnt initially want to ally with anyone at first, actually, but after a while, the grimlands proposed an alliance and for the good of her people she didnt turn it down. mythland came next, since it was also allied with the grimlands, and ccam came by default when it seceeded.

GH and Lo arent ever gonna go to war against one another, but pearl thinks its for the best if theres no official alliance.

[use-your-imagination98]

How I'd write Esme as a proper villain

GH scabs are free to take this because this "everybody props Esme" stuff is getting annoying. All the actors deserve better. And if you read all this, you are a SAINT

Have her memories be back/come back after another meeting with Heather triggers her repressed memories.

With her memories back, she wants revenge and makes a plan with Heather. This time her revenge is only at Spencer. She frames him for numerous crimes she commits and her big, final framing is of him r*ping her.

Trina with an assist from Laura and a newly returned Nik work to prove Spencer's innocence. Trina is able to find evidence that esme committed all the crimes and framed Spencer. She FINALLY gets to unleash all her anger on Esme.

Esme is arrested and Spencer is freed. Spencer stops waiting and finally proposes to Trina. Because of Portia's meddling ass, they run off to elope with Cam and Ava as their only witnesses. They get a romantic honeymoon.

Kevin, guilty that he could never save his brother, works on trying to save Esme thru prison bars. BUT when she asks him to help her remove Ace from Nik and Spencer's clutches by lying to a judge, Kevin refuses.

Esme is furious. She really believed that her uncle Kevin would help her no matter what. She breaks out of jail and attacks Kevin at his GH office (think Carter and Lucy's attack on ER)

Kevin is stabbed multiple times, but his biggest injury is Esme basically stabbing his throat.

Liz finds Kevin bleeding out and calls Laura. Laura, a returned Lulu (who woke up to believing it was 2006 {that's a whole other story haha}), Martin, Lucy, Mac and Felicia wait for TJ to finish operating. Nik calls Spencer, who is on his honeymoon, to tell him about Esme's latest crime and Kevin's condition. Spencer and Trina rush home to be at Laura's side.

Kevin survives, but he will never be able to speak again. Dante and Jordan find Esme and arrest her. Laura rushes to the PCPD to confront Esme. We get to see Laura finally tell Esme off (no more sweetheart here). Esme is jailed for life. But shows no remorse because she was able to take away something precious from Kevin like Ace was taken from her.

The entire next arc is Kevin slipping into a deep depression for losing the ability to speak forever and the family rallying around him. His ASL teacher ends up being his long lost son who falls for LuLu.