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[polkahotness]

⚠️ AID REQUEST ⚠️

I am struggling with some financial issues due to kidney stones and a kidney infection that caused me to miss a few days of work making me about 200 short for my rent... if anyone could spare anything, I'd be so appreciative.

https://venmo.com/u/polkahotness

[melfidraws]

Oh wow WHAT'S THIS? A worth reading fanfic? MY THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE! Well folks, it can be possible. READ HELGA UNBOUND by @polkahotness

[embrythecall]

Looking for a good Twilight Fanfic?

Look no further!!  I have expanded my fanfic writing abilities to that of the Twilight fandom! Honestly, I used to write twilight fanfics eons ago, and I started one like a week ago with a friend but I deleted it because I don’t think it’s going to go anywhere like I initially thought it was so I scratched it and started one all by myself based on my favorite headcanon OF ALL TIME, my one true (fictional) love: Embry Call and the search for his daddy <3 

TITLE: Cleaning Old Wounds

RATING: T (For language, cause sometimes I like to swear)

DESCRIPTION: All his life, Embry has wondered who his biological father was, and after phasing, he's known it could only be 1 of 3 people. As years have passed, he's buried this knowledge and decided he'd rather live life in the dark than learn the life-changing truth. But when a mysterious man shows up at his doorstep, he'll have to face his demons- and his mother's -once and for all. Post Breaking Dawn.

CLICK HERE TO READ NOW!! 

(Note: This fic will have 10 chapters in total. I plan to update this story every Friday/Saturday-- i will be setting an alarm on my phone so I don’t miss.) 

Also, I made this cover. Isn’t it neat???? 

[empathetic-cowboy]

3, 6 and 10 for the ask!

3. Which Twilight character best matches with your moral alignment?

Probably some Esme-Rosalie hybrid, honestly. I’m a Mama bear at heart, and I’ll cut whatever bitch tries to mess with me or my family. 

6. If you were a shifter, what animal would you turn into?

Dog, all the way. A good, loyal, decently intelligent, mid-sized thing. 

10. After your transformation, would you live as a nomad, join a coven, or form your own coven?

I think instinctively I’d join a coven at first, but after a good amount of time learning & gaining knowledge / relationships I’d want a century alone

[polkahotness]

Shoot some asks my way, yo!

Writer Ask Meme

[m0nyartz]

Some Hey Arnold Commissions I’ve done for the lovely @polkahotness ! Check out their story “Helga Unbound” (*˘︶˘*)

[offthetipofthepen]

"MY GARDEN"

An original poem by Robin Lin Ryding (@polkahotness aka me)

There is a garden that grows inside my head. 

Overgrown and wild, it hides away in a dark, musty corner where music does not play and voices do not sing. 

Underneath clouds of depression it wilts under constant rain and humidity 

Air so thick, my lungs swell at the thought of its moisture taking root in my chest where there’s hardly any room left to breathe 

The few flowers that exist cower under the backdrop of weeds that outstretch towards a darkened sky 

What little sunshine exists there is swallowed by flora so ravenous it leaves no rays to nourish fragile leaves and buds too frightened to bloom. 

My garden is a mess. 

Behind my lids, it lies - an abandoned biodome 

A forgotten patch of land never to be satiated with what attention it can get. 

It clamors 

And hollers 

Until the screaming is all I hear

Until its yelling is all there is 

Until it grows so loudly that I can no longer take the noise and I cry just to give it the water it so desperately demands. 

Thick vines overtake already crowded space and squeeze 

They squeeze until I suffocate 

Squeeze until I’m dried up 

Squeeze, and squeeze, and SQUEEZE until there’s nothing left but the dust of budding confidence now blown away by the whispering wind. 

I close my eyes and see my garden 

Unkempt, unclean, unhealthy. 

Ants crawl beneath my skin and itch for me to tend the fertile soil within 

Weakened veins beg for a new environment as if different dirt could fix what I’ve let rot into the ground.  

But it wasn’t me who did that. 

I didn’t plant those weeds here and 

I didn’t place clouds in the sky and 

I did nothing but care, and love, and trust that everyone except myself would take care of my garden when those pests took control 

My tender seedlings could not grow under their constant

Words and 

Lies 

And goodbyes that were wrought with expectations nobody could fulfill 

How could anybody thrive

How could I be expected to survive when I was alone in this box filled with mud I was buried under

Where I couldn’t give anymore water 

How do you still need more water? You only want more, and more, and more because you say it’s not enough

How can my tears not be enough? 

WHEN WILL IT EVER BE ENOUGH? 

Never. 

It will never be enough. 

Just like water is not enough

And sunlight is not enough 

And the richest soils money can buy are not enough because brittle compliments and kind tongues will never be enough on their own to make my feeble plants grow. 

Rain and shame wash overhead - a blanket of regret that encases me in what this garden could be 

Should be 

Would be if I had nurtured instead of tortured the life that grew here. 

Those weeds can't be ungrounded just like seeds cannot be unsewn 

But the mess I’ve allowed to flourish can be plucked and tended.

With grimy gloves and new tools, I can learn to be the gardener these plants deserve

I can feed their scraggly roots with hard work and with sweat rather than drowning them in regret

I can reap the fruit they’ll bare and harvest the joy they’ll bring once their sprouts shoot up into the sky where there is nothing but empty space

And fresh air

And plenty of room to grow

Because one day this garden will burst with new life and overshadow those damned weeds that lay dormant - forever waiting to overstay their welcome  

But this time, it is them that will not survive. 

For I am finally ready to help my beautiful garden grow.

[my-mn-girl-kirsten]

MEET LINDSEY!

your friendly, queer Minnesotan American Girl blogger

Hi! I'm LINDSEY, I'm a somewhat-shy Minnesotan girl, like my love Kirsten, who was obviously my very first AG doll that I bought with my own money when I was a wee child at the tender age of 7 in 2000. I loved AG because I am a HUGE history nerd with a particular love of old fashions and cultures so American Girl basically nurtured that part of me into the historical nerd I am today.

I made this blog because my main (@polkahotness ) was getting REALLY clogged with AG stuff and so I just decided to make this separate blog for all my opinions and such 😊

I have 6 dolls, 3 of which I bought along with WAY too many other stuff during quarantine but we won't talk about that, and they are:

MY ORIGINALS:

-Kirsten

-Kit

-GOTY, Lindsey (duh)

MY NEWBIES:

-Kaya

-Addy

-Samantha

I have tons of weird headcanons that I will discuss later, but mostly I just get so many good feelings about (old) AG. These days, I am just an angry person who likes to rant about how Mattel is singlehandedly destroying the brand, but thats for another day. Enjoy my blog!

[polkahotness]

To the anon who keeps coming back to harrass me in my inbox via anon:

I just hope this anon is having fun. I hope returning to my page to continue harassing me is enjoyable for you. If I know you personally, I hope you relish your double life.

Whoever you are, I hope this troll hobby makes you very, very happy. If your goal was to hurt my feelings and to get a rise from me CONGRATS because you did. I know I shouldn't engage in it. I shouldn't give you what you're looking for. But I can't help it. I've been a victim of bullying all my life and I just can't ignore it.

So anyway, I hope you got a good laugh. No matter what you have said to me or think of me, I sincerely only wish you the best and hope that you have a good day. Whatever is inside of you that desires to say this to me from the safety of a screen, I hope you figure it out.

[hxlgapataki]

wow, i recall enjoying polkahotness' fanfics a while back, a handful of years back.

i just recently got back into hey arnold & thus back into reading fanfiction

and wow "helga unbound" has me like WOW.

her writing was already absolutely fantastic years ago & wow its just gotten better. the emotions are so high, bruh i feel like reliving middle school WITH HELGA. this story SLAPS. that break up bruh, im in TEARS.

[carmpuff]

@polkahotness

If we date you're gonna have to get used to me always wanting to touch you

[aeveternal-illustrations]

A bit late, but this is my gift for @polkahotness! The way she depicts this family is the best, so tender and heartwarming~

And please go read the fic this piece is based on!

[pointyobjects]

who r some of ur favorite fanfiction writers and some fave stories? Im lost in them all n wanna choose some good storiess

Oh man, I don't know when I got this ask, but get ready for the onslaught of my fangirliness. I have many favs, and some of them are somewhat obscure, so hold on to your hats! All of these authors can be found on FFN, by the way.Okay, so I will sing the praises of Mouse9/ @stlgeekgirl until my dying day, because she's legit my fav. Her stories are so original and GOOD and pure, and I've never read something by this author and NOT felt better afterward. Plus, she's super cool, and we're friends, so...that too. My favorites by her are:Of Closure And Vending Machine DecisionsBasically, Helga is super successful as a child psychologist and is encouraged to go back to Hillwood for her high school reunion, and guess who is staying in her hotel? Don't guess. But do. But don't. But do.Ever After This is actually three fics, two multi chapter fics and a one shot, and let me just tell you, bring tissue to cry in, a pillow to scream into, and something soft to throw across the room (not the pillow, you'll need to cry a couple of times). ITS AMAZING.Next up is @lachesis-ism, who lives for angst and the making of tears. I think I cried...9 million times, reading Keeping Arnold. It's like an older, cooler, grown up Avalanche, who has her own apartment, and keeps houseplants alive and collects gemstones and is also in a band. It's everything Avalanche wants to be when she grows up. The author is suuuuuuuper hard on himself though, I have no idea why. @polkahotness has my heart forever and I will tell you why for free: she has these ideas that sound so simple, but then puts them in her microwave of a brain and they EXPLODE into something amazing. Like, what if Olga died? Or what if Geraldo liked Phoebe, but was kind of awkward about it? And then she writes it, and it's like the most original thing ever. I'm so jealous. Anyway, those are my three favs as of right now. I've been out of the reading game for a bit too, but I will always love these guys and their work.

[gay-arnold]

ANNOUNCING THE ARRIVAL OF A BRAND NEW FANFIC: No Place Like Home ((<- link))

With the help of tumblr user and fanfic author @polkahotness, an idea I’ve been sitting on for the past 2ish years is finally coming to life!

When Mr. Simmons' house burns down in a tragic accident, it's Arnold who comes to save the day in inviting him and his 'roommate' into the Sunset Arms Boarding House. But what he discovers is even more intriguing than the accident itself and shows Arnold just who his teacher is in ways he never could have imagined.

With me doing the cover and Lindsey doing 99% of the writing and editing, I believe that this story is reaching a potential I never could have achieved on my own.  Thanks for all your help Lins <3

[carmpuff]

@polkahotness

[wistfulwanderingone]

5 things

Tagged by @thearnoldwaltz

Once you get tagged, you share 5 things about yourself and tag 10 other people.

Sure I’ll play along.

1. I’m currently pregnant with boy #3!  

2. My favorite candy is Baby Ruth bars.

3. My favorite animal is a fox.

4. I’m obsessed with Egypt (no, really??  Doi.)

5. I’m really bad at thinking of stuff for questions like this. LOL

@mikosarthouse @polkahotness @turchinorain @stlgeekgirl @ps118daily