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[pinescent-and-gingerbread]

hey babe! (if you don't give me a name I'll keep calling you that)

thinking about modern Arthur who takes you horse riding so he can show you what he likes and he just be his normal arthur going all "good girl" and "that's my girl" with his mare and you just go insane for this man because WHY IS HE TALKING TO A HORSE LIKE THAT😭

You can call me babe all you want honey <33 AND FOR GOD'S SAKE. We never talked about it and this blog yet but like MISTER CLARK why did you speak to these horses like they were your fcking partners?? Not that I don't like it... Totally not searching for mares on purpose to hear Arthur praising me... HUM.

Arthur and you had been circling around each other for a while now. A simple customer at your Café at first, you had grown fond of each other as you remembered his habits and likings (always two shots of expresso, black, plus a pile of maple syrup pancakes on mornings, and a hot dog on afternoons). He had begun to come more and more often, always finding some time between his patrols as a Ranger; his steps always bringing him back "unpurposedly" in the area everyday. One thing leading to another, you had shared numbers and started texting, shyly at first than until late at night. Sharing music, dumb photos, witty lines and, when one of you felt bold, flirty ones.

Soon enough, the need for more private time together had imposed itself on you. You were both craving for more, more than just texting, more than just chatting at the Café, in the middle of everyone and every ears of town. Arthur had pushed back all his limits by inviting you to his family ranch. He was eager to share his passion with you.

A hand on your hip, he helped you jump on the saddle of his mare, a beautiful ginger-colored creature named Boadicea. Your hands were uncertain as you hold the reins; it had been a while since you'd last been horse riding. But your anxiety stops all of a sudden when Arthur cooed unexpectedly, sending an odd shiver all the long of your back:

"Yeah, that's a good girl."

Your heart jumped at his words. Not only because of them but the way he had spoken. His voice was even lower and deeper than usual, the rough edges of it diving dangerously into the dreamiest parts of your psyche.

You blinked a few times, realizing as he was patting his mare's head that he had praised her, not you. The first seconds of surprise passed, you actually found it quite endearing. He looked like she really was everything to him; gaze filled with love. You could see those sweet little glittering fireflies in the depth of his eyes when he looked at her. Like when someone looks at what is the most precious thing on Earth to them. Or those tiny sparkles of joy and excitement when they talk to you about their favorite subject, on the verge of shedding a tear. It was pure and utter affection. How could a man taking such good care of an animal could be a bad one? There was something about all his behavior and his relationship with his mare that made you feel even more safe around him, and even more persuaded he was the softest and sweetest of men.

The afternoon passed wonderfully. Arthur never missed any occasion to put his hands on you: helping you getting down or on the saddle, showing you how to hold the reins better, how to position your back the right way... You didn't know if he was doing it on purpose, but you clearly would not complain about it.

Of course, the day ended with a long time spent grooming Boadicea. Arthur had everything needed for her, a huge box filled with a dozen brushes and at least five different types of treats. He gently showed you how to tend her mane while he fed her, letting out once again his low and loving praising:

"Thaaat's ma girl. Yeah, the best girl in the world. Who did real' good, today? Yeah, that's you! That's you, sugar!"

The good girl in question was in Paradise, weighing happily as an answer to his praise, mouth hungrily devouring the treats he was giving her.

You couldn't help yourself and chuckle slightly. Both because it was really cute, seeing Arthur like this, and because something inside you was loving to hear his voice whispering sweet things like he did, even if it was not for you. You knew, you really knew it wasn't. But God did it felt good to hear. Your heart and, you had to admit, your body was craving to hear it again.

"Wha'? You think I'm a fool, don't ya?" He asked you when he heard your little laugh. Your eyes landed on each other's face, and you noticed his cheeks had turned a tad crimson as one of his hands was scratching his neck, his embarrassment apparent and making him even more adorable than before.

"No! Not at all..." A slight grin curled your lips upward. You couldn't miss an occasion for more teasing. "I just didn't know you loved Boadicea that much..."

Arthur laughed frankly and something in your brain turned the whole World into a Paradise when you noticed that his eyes were filled with sparkles. The sparkles. The same glimmers as earlier. The deepest affection, for you, just for you, even if just for a second. His blue pupils are drawn in it, and covering you with it, dragging you in this pure joy with it.

"You jealous or somethin'?" He asks you, his chest still slightly vibrating with the end of his laugh.

"Maybe, who knows..."

"Oh, well I could call you a "good girl" too all you want, darlin'."

The cheeky bastard had emphasized it on purpose, you knew it. This time, he was the one grinning and you, the one blushing. Your ego begging you not to go any further on that road yet, you tried your best to stay cool and composed whereas it was absolute chaos in your chest and between your thighs.

"Yeah, well, don't get too cocky about it." You simply answered, trying to stay evasive about the matter. But the beautiful red sunset painting your face was displaying for his desirous eyes was betraying you.

"Yes, Ma'am!"

Arthur's grin stayed glued to his face until the very last moment you saw him. You didn't know, at the time, but a very long series of praising and sensual whispering was about to begin on that precise day.

[cottonlemonade]

[closed] Welcome to my Lemonade Stand

Ahoy everyone! 🌟

The summer lemonade stand is here 🍉

For those who have been around for a while, you know the drill and it’s nice to see you again!

For the new customers, welcome! Here is how it works. Using the inbox you would order a lemonade with:

size (genre) + flavor (prompt) + 1-2 extras (setting) for [character name]

i.e.

- a small peach lemonade with extra ice for Yaku would get you a fluffy story about being stranded with your rival Yaku (stranded meaning for example: missing the last ferry/bus home etc)

- a medium lychee lemonade with frozen berries for Futakuchi would get you a fluffy-spicy story about you and your boyfriend Futakuchi going shopping for swimwear

- a large guava lemonade with coconut water for Sakusa would get you a spicy story about a vacation with hubby Sakusa

And for the summer special - the custom lemonade - if none of the prompts strike your fancy or you would like to add to them, here is how it goes:

- a small custom lemonade with pomegranate seeds for Asahi - custom: going to a summer fair would get you a fluffy story about going to a summer fair with pining friend Asahi

- You can also add the customization to the existing flavors (prompts) i.e. papaya custom lemonade and here you could let me know if you have something more specific for first kiss in mind

Please note the 10 word limit for the customization ✨ the fewer details the more freedom I have! 😊

As always, keep in mind that the stories will all be x chubby!Reader and unless requested differently the default pronouns will be female 🌱 you can also just come say Hi or ask something you’re curious about! And as long as you order one lemonade at a time feel free to submit as many requests as you like ✨

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[garden-of-bah]

🌼Garden-of-BAH intro🌼

Hello lovelies, welcome to the garden!

Requests are: OPEN!

This is a plant-themed build-a-headmate blog currently run by members of one system. We take requests for fictives, factives, songtives (usually), userboxes, and moodboards! We can attempt brainmade alters if we have something to go off of but we’re iffy on them. Radqueer, transID, para and endo friendly, there will be no discourse in our garden. /srs

Inspired by other BAH blogs, especially @sewers-headmates @cutecorebah and @slimeyblossoms :D

Under the cut contains our template, boundaries, tag system, and links to our intros, to-do list and source list :3

Tag system:

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Do not spam request. Asking once if something is in the inbox is fine, but we are VERY busy irl and cannot guarantee when requests will be filled.

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If you want specific faceclaims, feel free to send a photo! Be as specific as you’d like to be in general, we love direction :3

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We prefer moderate requests because they leave some room for interpretation, but we’ll try to work with whatever you give us!

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Mod intros:

[xnchxntmxnt]

hiyaa !!

i’d like to request fluff sjsjsjsjsj

i’ve recently got back into hq,, once again<3

so teru pls n ty cause just,, he

anyway if you pls, male/gn reader who gets rejected and basically gets comforted n then realises,, oh shit i like you not this mfer 😦😦 so there’s sobbing and ilys but then a real ily and it’s just all so

aww

anyway !! don’t feel pressured to write ever, have a good day :]]

my b!! forgot to sign off lol,,

yr recent ask was me !! i have returned <3

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we're gonna pretend i didn't get this ask several months ago ok im sorry

small conversations, smaller confessions

Fandom: Haikyuu!!

Character: Terushima Yuuji

Warnings: some kissing at the end, maybe a little cursing?

Notes: i decided to empty out my drafts/inbox and this was the latest thing in my inbox again i am so sorry. thank you @possiblypoe for the help love /p <3

gn!reader!

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It was hard to stay upset when your best friend had ice cream smeared on his nose and was giving you a retelling of a conversation he’d had with his four-year-old brother, while somehow managing to sound exactly like his brother when he mimicked him. 

For the last ten minutes, Terushima had been parading around your room, overdramatically imitating his brother while taking quick breaks to shove more ice cream (from the giant tub, by the way—you were sharing it since he forgot to buy himself anything on your way home) in his mouth. 

The person you’d had a crush on rejected you at school, and since they had, Teru had been right by your side. You had to threaten him to get him to go to class, actually. He was trying to be incredibly supportive, though, and comfort you in any way he could. 

Which lead to him insisting on going to the store, buying a ton of your favorite junk food, and now he was doing everything in his power to make you laugh. Including some rather inappropriate jokes that had him laughing harder than you. 

He sat on your bed, kicking his feet up and putting them on your lap. “How you feeling now?” he asked, taking a rather large scoop of ice cream and putting the whole thing in his mouth. 

You stared at him for a moment. “Worried you're going to get a brain freeze, Yu.”

He shrugged. “Eh, whatever,” he said through a mouthful of ice cream. “Not what I meant. You feeling better about what’s-their-name?”

“A little.” You let out a long sigh before shoving his feet off of you, deciding to lay down. Your pillows were on the other side of him, so you laid your head on his leg. He smiled down at you as you kept talking. “You’ve done a lot for me. Thank you, Yu.”

“Anything for you,” he said, booping the tip of your nose. “Y’know, that person’s kind of a jerk, anyway. I don’t think that would have worked out well for you.”

“Did you hear something or are you saying that to make me feel better?”

“It’s just to make you feel better.” 

You scoff and roll your eyes at him. 

“I’m sorry! I don’t think I’ve heard one person say something bad about them! President Perfect, if you ask me. Maybe a little too perfect.”

The comedic suspicion in his voice made you laugh again. What would you do without him?

Teru was…amazing, really. He was there to comfort you at any given moment, always had something to make you laugh, and had this energy that drew people to him like a magnet. He was always so chipper and, despite sometimes needing someone to reign his shenanigans in, really cared about the people around him and made sure they knew it. 

When you looked up at him again, a content smile stuck on his face as he looked back, something seemed like it clicked in the back of your head. You’d been pining after this person for a few weeks and sure, maybe you liked them, but there was something different about Yuuji. How much of that was years of friendship, and how much of that was something else?

You sat up abruptly, shaking the thought from your mind. You didn’t need to go there right now, what if he didn’t feel the same? What were you saying—you yourself weren’t sure how you felt about him! You needed to get your head straight first and then you could figure out what the hell all this meant. 

“You alright?” he asked, following you by sitting up as well, reaching out a hand to make sure nothing was wrong. 

Quickly, you nodded, jumping up and heading toward your door. “Yeah! I’ll, uh…ill be back in a sec. Feel free to finish off the ice cream.”

He made a weird face but you didn't take the time to look, instead running for the hallway and deciding to lock yourself in the bathroom for a moment. What were you thinking? Years of friendship down the drain because of a fleeting thought? But now you were thinking about it more and—

“Dammit!” you cursed, half-whispered as you slammed your fist on the counter. Now what were you going to do?

A quiet knock sounded from the other side of the door and you heard Yuuji’s voice. “(Y/N)?” he asked. “You good? Thought I heard something fall…”

You sighed and turned, opening the door. He offered an encouraging smile that broke whatever sanity you had left in your mind. 

All the emotional exhaustion finally got to you. Maybe it wasn't a great decision, it was definitely rash, but you grabbed his hand and pulled him a little closer, asking, “would you freak out if I kissed you right now?”

He stared, wide-eyed, but shook his head. Without a second thought to let your sense of reason kick in, you dropped his hand, grabbed him by the collar, and kissed him.

It was fast—much too fast—but you could feel the tension cut through the air and dissipate the closer you got. Expectantly, you looked at him as you pulled away, waiting for one of you to say something. You tried to, but the words didn’t want to come out. 

He spoke up first, barely above a whisper. “I have been waiting to do that for years,” he muttered before leaning in again. This time, he kissed you breathless, one hand gently on your hips and the other holding the side of your face. Your hand dropped from his collar and played with the (quite soft, actually) buzzed hair at the bottom of his head. 

You stayed there for a while, back against the counter, just kissing. Neither of you wanted to pull away from the other, he was more important than air, and apparently, he thought the same. 

After a minute or so of that, he leaned his forehead against yours, smiling against your lips. “You have no idea how much I wanted to do that,” he said, bumping his nose against yours. 

You leaned back quickly, looking him in the eye, expression that of shock. “You what?” you asked, just now processing his earlier words. 

He laughed and laid his head on your shoulder. “I’m sorry, (Y/N), I…I never wanted to say anything, but I’ve had a massive crush on you since…what, probably first year?”

Gently, you smacked the back of his head, asking, “why didn’t you tell me?”

Yuuji picked his head up and kissed your cheek. “I didn’t know you’d feel the same!” he said, mimicking your tone. “Let’s just…skip that part. Less talking, more kissing.”

He paused for a moment to make sure you didn’t want to argue/would be okay with that (always a gentleman) so you closed the gap between you. He was right, talking could wait.

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[ahogedetective]

a teddy bear was the only gift that Santa brought little Ari this year. oh, & it was the softest & fluffiest teddy Ari felt ... well, nearly. as grateful as she felt to receive such a wonderful bear, Ari already had one that remained to be her favorite -- it was kindly gifted to her by Shuichi! -- so ... if she has something so wonderful ... & this is the time for giving ... her idea made sense in her head. the caretakers understood, too, helping Ari stuff the bear in a glittery & festive box & label it to the person in her life that deserved something as special as the precious bear.

now, she sat in front of her brother - figure, underneath a pine in the park ( not quite like a decorated tree, but still the tree of the season ). a cheerful, genuine smile danced on her lips as she offered the box forward. " i ... it's for Shu, pl - please. I ... I would like for shhh ... Shu to have this, fff ... for Shu's happy holiday ... ! " // holiday inbox call! 🎁 ( I'm not sure if you would like for Shuichi to know that this was her only gift - somehow, perhaps through the caregivers! - but I shall leave that up to you! I don't mind, either way 😅 regardless ... even if this was the only gift she got, Ari feels that something so special should go to him. happy holidays, Kay! may they be as festive & bright & just as wonderful as you are 🌱 )

Being able to spend some time with Ari today for Christmas; it made Shuichi really happy. In fact, one of the caregivers had actually contacted him first, asking if he would be able to see Ari today, even if just for a little while. He eagerly replied that he could, as he was hoping he would be able to spend some time with Ari today, anyway. Though they had also told him something interesting in the text: that Ari insisted she must give the singular form of joy Santa gave her with him. It made him wonder why they exactly meant by that, as it did sound pretty vague... but maybe they would rather him find out for himself, once she sees him.

As they sat under the pine tree together, he gives a curious smile when she goes to sit in front of him. When seeing the glittery box- “!” His eyes widen in surprise, curiosity growing as he accepts it. “For me? Aww, Ari: you’re so sweet... thank you! I already love it before I even know what it is, hehe... but now, let’s see what it is!”

Opening it, he uttered the softest gasp when seeing the very fluffy teddy bear inside. “O-Oh my god... “ He was instantly in love with it the moment he saw it, slowly taking it out of its box. “Ohh, Ari, i-it’s so soft, and cute... I love it.” But as he looks at the bear... the realization hits him. The singular form of joy Santa gave her. Which must have meant that... she was gifting him the only thing she received for Christmas this year?

“Ah-!” The fluffy expression on his face turns into one of shock, body flailing slightly in his spot. He stammers out in a slight panic: “W...W-Wait a second!! Ari, are you... are you sure? I...i-isn’t this... the only gift you have received? And you’re giving it to me?! I...!”

‘Couldn’t possibly’, he almost was going to say, but very quickly quiets himself. He was afraid that if he said that, then it might make Ari think he was going to reject her gift to him, and surely make her sad... and making Ari sad, even if by accident, was something he would never wish to do. He’d be so angry at himself if he ever did that. Because it wasn’t as if he truly didn’t want to accept her gift. He does, but a part of him wouldn’t help but feel so bad for taking the only gift she has gotten. Even if he knows he’s gifted her a similar one before, he would still feel a little bad accepting it.

But at the same time.... Ari says she wants him to have this. Despite all of that, Ari wanted to gift her special present to Shuichi. “.......” Now that the realization hit him, he felt so silly for thinking about this the wrong way. He shouldn’t feel bad... rather; he feels special. Special that Ari wanted to give her such a special bear. “....H-Haha....” After a few soft exhales to compose himself, an even brighter, happier smile than ever before was on his face. “....Your big brother is such a dummy, Ari. I’m sorry; I hope I didn’t make you worry just now with my panicking. I was just worried that you were not going to have such a lovely gift originally for you anymore, but.... you want me to have this because it’s special, right? Ohhh, Ari...”

Now he was getting emotional... not being able to help the way his eyes become misty as he hugs the teddy bear close to his heart. He then takes a moment to hug the bear snug in one arm... and then carefully using both arms; he lifts Ari up slightly, so that he can place her on his lap. And now, he’s hugging both her and the teddy bear close against him. The most special gift, and most special little sister: snug in his arms...

“....Ari.” He whispers very softly. “Thank you. Thank you so much. Words cannot describe how happy and special you made me feel just now. To want to give me your special gift... I’m the world’s luckiest brother, to have a wonderful little sister like you. I promise, with all my heart: that I’m going to take absolute care of it. You made my Christmas one I’m going to absolutely remember forever...! And I hope that... I will be able to make your Christmas a very happy one soon, too...” Hoping that it is okay.... he places the softest peck to the top of her head. "You’re the best little sister, ever: I love you, Ari. Thank you so much, once more...”

[tumsozluk]

🌱 Nutcracker Audition + Scam Awareness Class + Pine Crest Speaker

🌱 Nutcracker Audition + Scam Awareness Class + Pine Crest Speaker

Hi guys. The most important things happening with Cumming this morning are back in your inbox. First, today’s weather. Thunderstorms in places. High: 87 Low: 67. Cumming’s top stories today are: The Sawnee Ballet Theater will hold public auditions for its annual production of The Nutcracker on Saturday, August 27th at the FoCal Center. Dancers in the first grade of elementary school and above…

[pinescent-and-gingerbread]

Listen listen... I'm just throwing it out here.

Arthur using his lasso to capture you whenever you run away. Just think about it.

Mmmh yeah 🫠 I like the way you think anon. I've been thinking about writing a little something about this🤭 maybe I'll do it properly during Kinktober or another "ber months" challenge, rn I'm too deep into uni work to properly do it.😭

But like... A Low!Honor Arthur especially... Just throwing it in the air with his usual skills and smoothness, the trap closing around your chest as you would be walking off after a stupid argument or a playful banter. And he would capture you so easily. After all, he had tamed more savage and fearless mares before. And more brutal men too.

"Where d'ya think you're goin'? I ain't done with you yet, darlin'."

"Arthur?! What the Hell is this? I ain't no goddamn animal!"

" 'That's what ya get when you're acting like 'this, woman."

He would just hush you with his soothing tone, whispering long "Ssshhh" as if actually trying to calm a wild horse.

And he'd just tug on it, bringing you closer to him, your steps clumsy, almost tripping right onto him considering your arms are bound along your waist, the coarse feeling of the lasso's leather starting to burn slightly on your skin. But him, the filthy, filthy man, giving you the biggest shit-eating grin ever, actually enjoying having you tied up like that. He would never hurt you, of course, but this is awakening something deep and primal in him, having your cheeky mouth and your insolent body behave for him, completely at his mercy. He'd have to admit, it would turn him on more than he would have expected. He'd purposely let you fall in his welcoming embrace, as if the savior of his own provocation, and would slowly snake an arm under your legs, lifting you up bridal style. He'd carry you like this to his tent, or the nearest private space he could find, the devilish smile never flattening as you, on the other side, would pout, fulminating and grumpier than ever.

And once you'd be alone together...

"Nah, the lasso stays around ya. Gonna take care of ya jus' like that, an' you're goin' to show me what a real' good girl y'are..."

[pinescent-and-gingerbread]

This is another interesting question, what do you think Arthur was like in his 20's during the gang's golden age? Arthur is already a very handsome man, but I think in his 20's he's more like my type <3

Hi Crystal!! I'm finally taking some time to answer this! (sorry for the really late answer). Actually, I've been thinking a lot about young Arthur lately because I'm going to write about him a lot in my long-fic.

Young Arthur is canonically described as similar to Sean. So, I would assume he's pretty headstrong, loyal, a bit silly, teasing and playful.

100% wants to prove his worth every chance he gets, especially with Dutch.

He's even more stubborn than his older self. He has an idea? He will follow it to the end no matter how stupid it is, no matter how many times Dutch and Hosea try to talk him out of it.

This brings me to another point: he's such a cheeky insolent smartass. He thinks he knows better than everyone else and doesn't hesitate to talk back to his superiors.

Would clearly do stupid things to impress girls. Spins his revolvers 24/7. Shows his shooting/riding skills. Lift heavy things/the girls themselves. (he canonically says in his journal he has done many stupid things in his youth to impress women!)

So wayyy more flirty and confident about himself than his 36yo version.

SO RECKLESS.

Also, Arthur clearly was a troubled teenager. I think in his early 20s he'd still be pretty troublesome and wild, fighting all the time, getting drunk, and leaving chaos everywhere around him (even more than in the game era.)

Conflictual relationship with John. Torn apart between being an important figure for a kid like him at his age and the bitter feeling of not being the golden child anymore.

HOT HEADED.

There you go! I hope you'll like these pretty random and short headcanons. Also to give credit where it is due, be aware a few of these are actually @zae-heeyyy's!! She's the best to brainstorm with 🤌

[pinescent-and-gingerbread]

Coucou ! What’s some good advice you want to share ? And what’s one thing you’re proud of yourself for ? Please 😊

Coucou toi!! Merci pour les questions 🥰

So as I already said one advice in another ask, I'll try and think about another.

I think you should never be afraid to try new things! I know it can be scary and most people are ashamed of themselves when starting a new thing, and this could apply to anything in life: an artistic hobby, a new sport, a new academic field, etc. But it's totally okay to be shitty at things! Nothing has to be perfect!! So please, try, try, try, without being afraid to fail!!

And mmmh, you're asking a tough one lmao! I'm not very talented at talking well about myself. I guess, maybe my friendliness? I usually like to put people at ease and just share some human warmth with others!

Très bonne journée à toi ma mutu baguette 🥖

[pinescent-and-gingerbread]

28. do you collect anything?

Hi lovely anon ❤️

Well, I don't really know if this counts as collecting, but since I was a teenager, I have had this obsession with old rock records! I have a ton of CDs and vinyls; here's a little part of it!

Also you can see on the top right corner one of my concert tickets (for Iron Maiden in 2018!) so I guess I'm also collecting those, I think they're pretty cool objects to keep in memory of these good times. Oh, and I also have a TON of guitar picks.

[pinescent-and-gingerbread]

share a secret 👀

Hi, little anon! Mmhh 🤔 I don't really know what would be interesting for you guys to know 😂

Maybe I could say that I can paint. Maybe one day I'll try to digitalize one of my pieces and post it around here!

Oh, and on a more guilty/shameful secret vibe, know that one of my biggest celebrity crush was Russel Crowe for a long time (I watched Gladiator and Robin Hood so many times 🫠)

[pinescent-and-gingerbread]

🥲*sniffles* i’ve officially caught up on all your writing. this is a bitter sweet experience. i cried, i screamed, i creamed. it was beautiful but damn i need more😤😔 thank you for being the reason i stay up way too late on a weeknight 💞😘 may your pillow be cold 💋

EEEEEH!!! You!! Jesi!!! Thank you SO MUCH for the amount of love you've been giving to my blog lately! You don't know how much it means to me when I get notifications of you reading every single one of my fics, lmao! It was as if I could trace you with a GPS signal on my blog and it was honestly so fun and made me so happy.

Thank you, thank you, thank you. I'm very glad my work has entertained and interested you that much.

Have the sweetest of days!!

-Pine 🌱

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ur stuff is always so yummy ohem gee im jumping up and down never stop writing pretty pls ૮꒰ྀི∩´ ᵕ `∩꒱ྀིა

Eeeeh thank you so much Dolly!! You're really the cutest and softest around here! I wish you the best of days ✧.*

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I think you're one of the best people on this app I've met. You're one of my only rdr2 mutual and I loooove sharing dirty thoughts about Arthur with you!!

I promise I'll write your ask soon, just need the miracle to kick in and I'll make it grandiose!

SAMYYY!! Thank youuu sm! I love sharing dirty thoughts about our beloved with you too, please go on as long as you like 😏😏 love it.

Also, no pressure on the ask!! You know me and my own delays lmao, it won't impact my life if you publish it tomorrow or in two months, but yours could! To be short: take care and be kind to yourself <3

[pinescent-and-gingerbread]

Piinnnneeeeeyyyyyyy!!!!!!!

Im here to tell you that I think you're one of, no, THE most talented person to graze my little side of tumblr. You are a multitalented queen who creates the best art with words and colors and shapes. The best part of it all is that you’re so humble, always hyping everybody else up, and spreading kindness whenever you go. This community wouldn’t be the same without you and the mark you leave 🌱

Ily!!!

I am dyiiiing!! This is genuinely one of the sweetest and most heart-warming things someone ever said to me. I swear, I'm going to pin the thing and get back to this during hard days when I need some little confidence boost/ I'm feeling so, so thankful for this weird little app for making me meet such wonderful people around here and allowing me to share a little bit of my soul to all of you. Even more thankful you guys are actually interested and hyped about it!!

I'm having a moment rn; realizing it feels so great just sharing; I feel like I've just stumbled on the best corner of this site and found ultra-supportive and loving people I just feel so in phase with. It feels great. Really great.

I'm not 100% sure about your identity little anon, even if I have some ideas though, but know that whoever you are, you totally made my day, and ILY TOO!!

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Hey doll, I hope your day gets better ❤️ 1 and 12 pretty please

Hi lovely ❤️ thank you for your kind words!! Damn, these are pretty deep questions, I like those!

1. What are 3 things you'd say shaped you into who you are?

Firstly, I know this is pretty sad, but I got harassed a lot in middle school, and I have to be honest and admit it had a huge impact on me and the person I am today. I had to work a lot on myself because of it, especially on my self-confidence and such.

Second, I would say my family and friends. Especially my boyfriend and my best friend. I think they bring up the best in me, and they definitely built my humor and many of my tastes lmao.

Last but not least, I think my love for some pieces of media (Red Dead, of course, but also Fullmetal Alchemist, aka my favorite manga ever written, which I basically based all my personality on in my teenage days, haha).

12. What's some good advice you want to share?

Just be yourself. Not matter how weird, no matter how loud you laugh, how emotional you get, NEVER be ashamed of who you are. And don't let others bring you down or don't worry about what they think of you; life's too short not to live it fully and have fun!