#strawberry shortcake moth

[heartnosekid]

🍓 trosia semirufa, also affectionately known as the strawberry cake moth 🍓

🍓-🤍-🍓 / 🖤-🍓-🖤 / 🍓-🤍-🍓

[wouldtheybecomeafearavatar]

Princesses are often put under piles of pressure. Is it any wonder she'd someday crack? Strawberry Shortcake would willingly become an avatar of both The Buried and The Berried. Strawberry often buries berries in her garden, but next, it'll be YOU she buries, if you’re lucky, and she doesn't bake you into a berry cake! Behold her might and tremble in fear!

Would Strawberry Shortcake from the Strawberry Shortcake series be an avatar of The Berried?

This is my favorite submission so far, it's going on the break room's fridge :) -Mod Alchemie ���️

[valentine-cafe]

helloo! i hope you're having a good time, whatever timezone you're in. may i please order a strawberry shortcake??

(top!male!reader)

thinking about rishen and reader going home together after a party, both of them absolutely wasted, and them having really messy sex? (with hate fucking possibly?)

— 🫀 anon

˖⁺. “ fuck you harder !? ” : 

﹙ top rival male reader x bttm nerd rival ﹚.𖹭 ݁

. . . verse 781 rishen x male reader !! 🍓 : ﹙ hero ˖ spider-moth-mantis hybrid ˖ preppy nerd character ﹚

you've always had quite the rivarly with the pretty nerd of your uni. yet he has become quite bold at a party. teasing you, pressing up against you, making out with you at the bar. you just had to take him home. . . but then he just had to piss you off in the cab back home. 

﹙ cws ﹚: explicit content ˖ handjob ˖ rough sex ˖ penetrative sex ˖ thigh-fucking ˖ rough sex ˖ creampie ˖ degradation ˖ messy sex ˖ hate-fucking | wc : 1.8k 

﹙ receipts ﹚: I love you so so much for this ask because rishen is suuuchhh a brat and I finally get to write about it 

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“Y’gonna make me bend - you over my - fucking sofa, brat?”

Your fingers coil tighter around his curls as you smack him over the arm of the grey sofa. Hands delving to his thigh high stocking and feeling his soft skin before you’re shoving a hand up his skirt and curling your fingers into his red panties. Yanking them down with a force that threatens to tear them.

“Mppff,” he hiccups into the throw cushion. Smart comments that he throws you through hallways and all through tonight nowhere to be seen for the moment. Not when you grab at his cock and give a few jerks that leave his eyes fluttering.

“Yeah?” You slur.

“F-. . . Fucking slow -”

Your hand reacts on cue. Slapping his ass and jerking him further over the arm as you squeeze your palm around his tip and hear him sob. Once again submitting to your rough movements. The harsh kisses that you lather over the side of his neck and the merciless pumps of his weeping dick.

The audacity of this nerd. From riling you up at every. Waking. Moment in uni. To even now - when you have a hand up his skirt and making him leak all over your sofa.

What a bratty mouth for a damn nerd indeed.

The hand in his hair circles round his neck. You give him a harsh squeeze beneath his jaw before stuffing your fingers past his lips. Adding a new taste to his tongue bitter from alcohol. You just can’t help but fuck his mouth decorated in glossy red lipstick with your fingers. Pressing on the back of his tongue as you aggressively hump against his plush ass.

“Al’ways have - smthing to fuckin’ say.”

You huff out. The alcohol staining your own tongue. Oh you wish it was stained with his leaking precum. You feel the way he’s dripping all over your hand and it takes all of your self restraint not to remove your palm and have a taste.

But there is no way in hell that you are giving him head after he’s had a smart mouth with you all night.

Flashes of the party flicker through your haughty eyes. Of the little slut pretending he couldn’t hear you. Ignoring you. Grinding up on you on the dance floor. Tongue kissing you at the bar when you have enough of his coy bullshit.

Don’t even get you started on the ride back home. The things he said to you. “Why’re you holding back? Not packin’ big boy?”

You’ll show him small.

The sound of the belt buckle takes over the sound of his whining, pathetic moans into the cushion. When did you get two fingers in him? You’re not sure. All you know is that you are fucking him knuckles-deep. Fast. Blinding. A rotate of your wrist every few seconds to press your fingers up into that one spot that has him crying and clawing at the fabric of the sofa pathetically.

“P-P-. . . Pleasepeasepl - angh - god pleeaaaseee -”

His hips are rocking back into your hand so needily. How can you not shove your pants down and stumble around in the process. Suck in a breath and blink a few times to rid the haze and colourful spots in your vision. His thighs will sober you right up - is what you tell yourself.

So you release his cock and hiss in his ear when he whines at you. “Be patient. Whore.” Another smack to his thigh for good measure. A tint to his bronze skin. You can’t wait to paint it with cum instead.

Air fills your lungs as you suck in another breath to keep yourself steady. Pump at your own cock and bite your lip at the throb of your tip. For a second you forget that you’re finger-fucking him. You so desperately wish to just push in and fuck him raw. But your pettiness, somehow, outweighs your neediness to feel his tight ass throbbing around your cock.

Instead you pull your fingers out completely. Spread his thighs out and spit on his fluttering rim when he tries to complain. Your nails dig into his soft flesh as a warning before you are slipping your dick between the small gap you created. A hitch of breath from the both of you when your tip drags over the underside of his balls.

There’s a beat of silence. Both of you relishing in the sensation that makes your tips pulse with the threat of precum.

Until your rough hands squish his thighs together. Hurriedly snap your hips against him. There’s a plap of skin. Leaking all over - but the only friction Rishen can taste is the drag of your dick against his occasionally as you fuck is thighs instead of him.

You can almost hear his offense in his whines. The way that he tries to buck his hips back into you. You see the small wet patch of his drool all over the cushion; and let out a bark of laughter. Your hand returns to hook around his hair. Yank his head up and smack your hips against him as though you are fucking him sore.

Oh he’s sore alright. Cock pulsing. Glistening with his need. The slick that catches on your tip and draws a few grunts from your lips and tightened jaw.

“Fucking whore. Not even in yet.”

But it’s torture to you too. You ache to fuck him full. Teach him a lesson. Make him cream himself all over your sheets until he won’t be able to even look at you the next time you cross paths in the uni hallway.

The room swirls. Colours mixing in a confusing haze. All you remember is the softness of the mattress. The plush of his body. The way he thrashed into the bed and sobbed so desperately into the sheets once you bullied your cock into his tight ass. Stretch him out as you hold him down with two firm hands on his thighs. Shoved down onto his tummy and helpless. Unable to do anything but take you.

Everything is spinning. The scent of alcohol and sex burns your nostrils. But nothing compares to the sweet cherry perfume that fills your senses when you reach down to latch your teeth onto his neck. Your dizzy head centers around the combination of the headboard banging into the wall and his helpless, slutty moans.

“P-Pl- nghh fuck - fuckfpleaas- h-hngah-!”

It’s a slew of English, Spanish and gibberish. One that draws grunts from your lips. The tequila from earlier pales in comparison to the intoxicating affect that his moans have you. Your hips respond in tandem. Rapidly smacking into his ass as you hold him against the sheets with a lazy strength.

For a moment you pull away from abusing his neck with your hickeys and bites. In favour of watching the way his poor little hole takes you - again, again - and again.

Suddenly you are drunk on the sight of ripples through his flesh. The obvious plap plap plap of his skin with every rough cram of your hips against his. And most importantly. . . how the big-mouthed nerd struggles to take you after all that smart talk.

“Is it still small?” The hiss seeps through your clenched teeth. Your fingers join the venom and clutch at his hips to hold him still as you slowly draw out. Groan at the sight of slick stringing to your tip from his fluttering hole.

A slew of pitiful moans is the only answer. The irritation and hurt pride from earlier swells through you and you twist his smaller body around. Snatch his jaw and shove his face into sheets as you ram back into his awaiting walls. All the way so that you can fuck hard and fast against that spot that his eyes rolling back.

“Is.”

slam.

“It.”

slam!

“Small?”

Another squirt of his cum that shoots to his abdomen. His needy sobs drown out as your hips jam into his. Slotting so perfectly while your other hand grips at his thigh and makes sure it is wide open for your rabid pounding.

“N-No - no -nonoo angh - i-it’s not - snotitssnooott fuuckk,” he manages to slur and hiccup into the sheets as you let lose on his poor ass. You don’t care how many times he’s splurted his messy cum all over. The drunken, mindless need to prove a point drives your stamina to the max as your hands roam all over.

If they aren’t in his hair. It’s down his sides. Yanking on his thighs so that he’s forced back down into your blinding thrusts. Oh you love the way his eyes cross at that. If not that then you are pinching at his pierced nipples. Or rubbing over the piercing on his dick that glistens with his numerous releases.

“Mhhm.”

The hum is low in your throat. Thumb slowly stroking along the silver bar that makes his poor dick squirt all over again. A perfect contrast to your pace that has refused to halt since you stumbled haphazardly into your dim bedroom.

“Tha’s what I though. Yeah. Take it all f’me.”

You bite down on your lip at the sight of him. Thighs hooked over your hips. Fingers coiled into the sheets above him. His lips parted and eyes rolled back

His hand moves to grab at your arm. Eyes rolling back into his skull, while another orgasm is ripped out of him. Like the feral animal you are, you eat it all up.

“F—Fu—ck-k!” He whines and shivers. tongue out and head rolling around to every thrust. And as you set your pace to an extra few notches up, you feel yourself growing a bit sloppy as his tight hole squeezes around you.

The both of you were made for one another. You didn’t doubt it one second with how he took you.

Slowly, the frantic slapping of skin against skin began losing it’s rhythm. Plapping out into the room and melting into the walls as your own, last, orgasm rushed to your abdomen. Cum staining the poor boy’s ass.

“S— ‘S that- hahh what you like?” You pant in his ear, groaning, while you collapse down upon him. Hips still grinding slowly into his needy hole.

“N-no-morreee— No puedo mááááááás.” The whine reaches your ears quick. He’s had enough. Why not give him a break and let him catch up. Until the both of you are ready to fuck again later?

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[lexsssu]

Again (Uchiha Sasuke)

TAGS: Sasuke/F!reader, yandere, obsession, dirty thoughts, breeding kink, oneshot Ao3 ver. | Ko-fi | Commissions (OPEN)

“Kaa-chan told me to remind you to eat and to give you this! She said it’s your favorite.”

Gingerly taking the bento being offered to him, something flickered within Sasuke’s lone visible eye which disappeared almost as soon as it appeared. Even without opening it, he was already sure of its contents. 

You were the one who made it after all.

“Please give her my thanks when you get home. I’ll drop this off myself once I’ve cleaned it,” the Uchiha makes sure to use his left hand as he receives the lunch box, a small shiver running down his spine as a brief image of you happily preparing this meal for him appears in his mind’s eye.

“Will do, Oji-san! And thank you again for today’s training session. Please come visit us at home whenever you can. Kaa-san always looks forward to your visits. She always says you don’t visit enough,” Shinachiku’s soft laughter reminds Sasuke of how much he takes after you than Naruto.

From the shade of green in his eyes, to the way his smiles aren’t as blinding as Naruto’s and yet exudes the same strength and softness yours does. Shinachiku Uzumaki is his father’s son, but no one can ever deny that he is also his mother’s child.

He could’ve been your child.

All of them could have been yours.

If only you hadn’t been so weak.

If you simply had the power…then perhaps she’d have been yours.

Not Naruto’s…YOURS!!!

When both he and the young genin separate for the night, him to his lively home filled with the happiness and laughter of family, Sasuke on the other hand retreats to the lonely Uchiha compound. He is all too used to the dreary atmosphere of the place he once called home, his steps never faltering as he entered the main house’s kitchen and sat himself at the dining table.

Inside the 3-layer bento were several onigiri with various fillings, namely umeboshi, salmon, and bonito flakes. A tomato salad that definitely was one of your own homegrown ones (because he has never seen, smelled, and tasted any tomatoes more delicious than yours). The tomato soup was still warm and felt even warmer as he ate it as slowly as he could, savoring the myriad of flavors contained in such a seemingly simple dish. 

Though he wasn’t fond of sweets, the avenger couldn’t ignore the slice of strawberry shortcake you packed for him. The first bite of cake reminded him of the sweetness of the youth he spent with you despite his hyperfixation on killing his own brother at the time.

If he’d known the truth that early on then perhaps he wouldn’t have wasted all his time chasing after Itachi.

Naruto wouldn’t have had the chance to take you for himself if Sasuke understood that you were worth much more than his misguided revenge. 

Even though Naruto left for training with Jiraiya, the blonde was more than happy to regale him with tales of how the two of you would do your best to send each other letters despite how they constantly went from place to place. Somehow, you always found yourself to him, and he to you.

It made Sasuke sick.

Don’t even get him started on all the flies that buzzed around you while he and Naruto were gone.

Despite most of the original rookies having settled down, the Uchiha was very much aware of how these same men gravitate towards you before Naruto went and made his formal claim. 

That know-it-all Nara, the arrogant Hyuga, even Gaara of the Sand were almost always seen around you.

Hell, even that damned swordsman from Kiri who’s now currently its Mizukage was too close to you. Don’t even get him started on Haku who’d more or less become your guard dog ever since you saved both him and Zabuza all those years ago during that mission in Wave. 

As much as he despised their attentions on you, he knew deep inside of him that all of them saw the very same thing in you that drew them all in like moths to a flame. 

And he HATED it.

Hated that they all coveted you when none of them deserved to have you.

Sasuke’s last thought as he closed his eyes was that of you.

Always YOU.

The Sakura blooms you gifted him smelled so nice…It was a good thing he placed them on his bedside table, because he could close his eyes and pretend that it is the scent of your hair. 

He could pretend that it is his hands that run across the soft pink strands as you sleep.

He could pretend that he is the one who feasts upon your delicious cunt each night. His cock forcing your soft and pliant walls open again and again as your nails drag across his back, leaving angry red lines that serve as proof of how much he pleasured you. That it is his potent seed that fills your womb to the brim, globs of semen dripping from your pussy as he makes sure to pour loads and loads of his love within you.

Wouldn’t that be perfect?

Not only will he revive the Uchiha clan, but knowing that you carried his seed and nurtured them within you…he could burst from happiness just from the mere thought of it.

Sasuke falls into a deep sleep, soothed by the images of a reality that could have been.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Even though Sensei told us not to have breakfast, I still think the last thing we should do is train on an empty stomach. So I made us all some breakfast and even lunch!” 

Sasuke is once again presented with a bento filled with onigiri, but this time the hands holding onto the container were more slender as slim digits softly yet firmly gripped the lunch box. 

“I’m not sure which filling you prefer, but I have different fillings with me so you can choose which one you like best,” ever the thoughtful person you were, you selflessly offered the last Uchiha the food despite how antisocial he’d been towards you despite the time you’d spend together as classmates at the academy.

In his first life, Sasuke simply scoffed at your attempts of kindness towards him. Batting you off at every opportunity as he believed himself above such camaraderie when his only goal in life was to enact his revenge.

Not anymore.

Without saying anything, the raven-haired preteen grabbed the Okaka rice ball just before Naruto could take it.

“Hey, what’s the big idea, teme?! I was gonna get that one!”

“...Tch. Then you should’ve been quicker, dobe.”

“Why you little…!”

The sound of your tinkling laughter and Naruto’s disgruntled mumbling was music to his Sasuke’s ears.

He may have managed to get you the first time around, but not this time.

Uchiha Sasuke didn’t know who or what had flung him back into the past, but Indra knows he won’t ever make the same mistakes he did before.

[asocial-loony]

homeless pin collection

sauce for all

big sanrio pins: hot topic (~$4 each)

miku heart: hot topic (~$4)

strawberry shortcake: 5 below (~$5)

deady bear, moth star, cool skull, weezer, bear skelly: spencers (~$2 each)

other miku pins: local anime store (~$2 each)

old gen mlp pins: local toy store (forgor)

snail: gezebelle gaburgably shop.. freebie

[anachr0nismm]

S1 Archival Staff Disability Headcanons

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[i will do more characters soon, but this is just so i dont forget stuff for the fic i am currently working on, which is set during s1!]

-> Jon Sims:

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disabilities: autism, ocd, pots, cfs, fibro, hEDS, short sightedness, crohns, dermatillomania, scoliosis, npd

aids: aac device, cane, rollator, compression socks, stim toys, sound-proofing headphones, feeding/ng tube (gets g tube post canon)

extra: runs out of spoons very easily, often has to lay in document storage in the middle of the day to get enough energy to continue on, has very bad brainfog and resorts to writing almost everything he needs to remember on his hands, has a lot of marks from picking at skin and having eds skin, has a comfort moth pendant from martin, a comfort panda plushie from tim, and a comfort ace ring from sasha, fluent in BSL, spins are moths, owls, books, languages, classic literature, and pride and prejudice

-> Martin Blackwood:

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disabilities: autism, cfs, gad, short sightedness, otosclerosis, lupus, pots, fibro, endo, pots, vitiligo

aids: aac device, stim toys, chewellery, hearing aids, immune system control medication, anti-depressants, compression socks, rollator, electric wheelchair

extra: has very complicated feelings about helping himself because of his mum, fluent in BSl, always keeps spare heatpacks and icepacks and panadol with him incase anyone needs it, spins are bears, koalas, gravity falls, strawberry shortcake, mlp (from g1 to fim) and the care bears, has a comfort tenderheart bear plushie

-> Tim Stoker:

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disabilities: autism, adhd, ocd, psychosis, aom, pots, hEDS, bpd, bipolar disorder, dyslexia

aids: hearing aids, compression socks, chewellery, wheelchair, elbow crutches, port, stim toys, anti-psychotics

extra: often hurts himself by trying to do things that harm his body (sasha and martin cannot count the amount of times he has started vouging, only to then end up in his wheelchair in the breakroom with ice packs on his knees), spins are drag, norse mythology, and splatoon, has a comfort inkling plushie from danny, and a comfort polyam flag ring from sasha, fluent in BSL

-> Sasha James:

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disabilities: autism, ocd, cfs, gad, pots, crohns, muscular dystrophy, vEDS

aids: cane, crutches, compression socks, stim toys, chewellery, feeding/peg tube, port

extra: doesnt have flare-ups often, or even really bad symptoms, spins are medical science, armadillos, horror, coraline, and european mythology, fluent in BSL, has a comfort armadillo plushie from tim, often reads statements like theyre horror fiction

[mothstalgia]

MOTHY Q&A NOW OPEN!

As a celebration for The Moth’s long awaited return, you can send a question to The Moth and we will read it to them. Any question!

Whether it be about taxes, strawberry shortcake, or cyclohexane, The Moth will be happy to receive it!

Comments, reblogs, and asks will all be paid attention to.

You will be tagged in the response.

Have a Mothy day!

[mizuthe-cat]

okay so I showed my sister Cjrp characters without context and wrote down what she said

yeah see for yourself

Coffee: “he’s like that uh- one guy from dsmp… schlatt”

Cicada/TPM: “I don’t know uh… colors”

Desdemona: “oh- wait I have a perfect one for this one. so I’m a demon, angel… [forgot this part] … and I’m a princess”

Smoothsailing: “ah um- really took the name Aurora to the next level”

Altair: “okay wait- so you know that one song? [starts singing Darkside by Alan walker]”

Whole: “bill cipher x moth man fr”

Melpomene: “wait you know that one fandom- it’s like uh- an indie horror game- that guy is like the Jesus in that fandom- it’s that guy x gangle”

Lil fella: “Tubbo”

Octo: “let’s go 2018 William afton”

Black heart: “oh my god Scaramouche is that you”

Anon mind: “omg Lynett is that you”

Neptune: “omg sun and moon meets Ena”

Lavender: “well I uh- I see their hands got stuck in a Pringles can as a child and I see they got stuck like that”

Cupid: “oh my god strawberry shortcake meets Barbie meets she-ra”

[emojireviewpage]

🍰Shortcake emoji review🍰

(While doing this review, An enormous moth scared me 😳)

Apple: It’s a shortcake. I mean, it can have more stuff because it is a little sad to see so little yet so detailed. This emoji has potential and the textures are spot-on. I guess I would eat this. It just misses stuff, because only a strawberry is a little boring. 6.5/10 I approve this.

Google: Cute! The colors remind me of a Pinterest cutesy aesthetic and I’m digging this. I see it has strawberries inside which adds to the average flavor of the cake. Oh wait, since when did strawberries have only 5 seeds and white? 6.5/10 Could be some form of mutation.

Samsung: I love the distribution of the whipped cream! The shiny strawberry is sorrounded by tasty-looking cream. I miss when this emoji had strawberries inside. Why did they change that? 7.5/10 I don’t get the change.

Microsoft: This is basically a simple version of the apple one. The same stuff. I can approve this because the colors are kind of warm. 4.5/10 Cute.

WhatsApp: Exquisite perspective! Strawberry jam is an unique choice and it really adds to this emoji. The shadow below the strawberry makes the strawberry look like a PNG. Am I the only one? 7.5/10 I like the jam.

Twitter: A plate! Not enough for my taste, but I like the simple style. I just need to say this. You can’t spread sprinkles on a strawberry and call it a masterpiece. Too scared of the bugs? 5/10 Did you know there were bugs on strawberries sometimes?

Facebook: Warm and sweet! It’s like WhatsApp. Jam, again, even though it looks like tomato sauce for me. Amazing detail on the strawberry. Pretty realistic. 7.5/10 I don’t like the jam texture…

Skype: Whose birthday is this cake? Strawberries on the inside is a nice touch and the candle is cutely colored. 4.5/10 because everything else about this is mediocre.

Twitter emoji stickers: 11/10 Just look at how creamy this is. The details are perfect. I love how the strawberry is bathed in cream that smoothly. The texture of the dough? Yum.

Joypixels: Sorry. I prefer the jam in another order. It does not mean I hate this. I like the strawberry because it resembles pureness. 6.5/10 This review is gonna have a lot of decimal results.

TossFace: Oh. 1/10

Emojidex: Anime style! Shiny strawberry! The colours are vibrant and lovely and I like that they added a shadow even though it needs to be darker. It looks a little messy though 9/10 Love the blueberry!

Openmoji: Ugh. I wouldn’t be pleased if I had to eat this cake on my birthday. 1/10 Is that a cherry?

Messenger: Noice. I like the four strawberries and the main strawberry is placed nicely. The cell shading is cute and it has a plate! Would want to be served with this cake. The colours could be softer and I think this looks a little slimy. 7.5/10 It’s okay. Not perfect but I like it!

Mozilla: What Twitter had been wishing to be. Thank you for improving. 6.25/10 Cute simplistic example.

thank you!

Yum, who likes strawberry shortcakes?🍰

[lacefuneral]

hi!!! i love for custom blog theme,, do you have a link to the code or creator 0:?

ya!

so my theme is actually a heavily modified version of redux edit #1 by lopezhummel (current url: holyaura). i always remind users that most tumblr themes are old and that you'll need to replace all instances of "http://" in the code with "https://" so tumblr will save the theme. i had to do it with this one

these are the modifications i made to the theme. i edited this theme over the course of at least a year or so and don't quite recall how i did all of these things. but to the best of my ability:

i moved the "left side img" to the right side of the screen. i also made this element "responsive" so the image will never get cropped when you resize your screen. this was a bitch and a half to figure out and i truthfully do not remember how i did it

i deleted the text in the drop-down navigation so it appears as a little line that is otherwise not noticeable. this type of theme, the "redux edit," used to be very popular because having a drop-down menu let you cram a bunch of links that lead to sub-pages on your blog. i've done away with my sub-pages, but i still like the format of the "redux style" tumblr theme, for its minimal UI and for its customization options.

i separated my mobile description from my web description for formatting reasons. basically, most elements in tumblr themes are connected to specific text fields and toggles. i simply went to the section that was connected to my blog description and deleted it. the web description has to be manually typed inside of the CSS/HTML editor when i want to change it. whereas my mobile description is whatever i type in the "description" box of the normal tumblr theme editors.

i added code someone else made ("NoPo" by drannex42 on GitHub) which allows you to hide posts with certain tags on them. i did this to hide my pinned post, as it looks bad on desktop.

i replaced the tiny pagination arrows at the bottom with images that literally say "next" and "back" because the arrows were far too small/illegible. i know they aren't centered in the container i'm not sure how to fix that lol

i added a cursor

i installed a working music box ("music player #3" by glenthemes), and then added music by uploading MP3 files to discord and then using the links of those files as the audio sources. iirc i also had to make this element responsive and i aligned it so it would sit on the left side of my screen. i made the "album art" for each one the same strawberry pixel art

the moth is just a PNG i added and then moved around so it was behind my sidebar using the options that came pre-packaged with the theme

if you want something like the strawberry shortcake decoration at the top (called "banner" in the theme) your best bet is to google "pixel divider"

theme didn't support favicon so i added that in so i could have a little heart

ALSO:

this theme is. really weird about backgrounds. any background that i have ever set for it, i've had to do weird shit in photoshop. like making the background HUGE, mirroring it, etc. - because it would crop the image weird, or there would be a gap where there was no image. idk man, it's haunted. i'm sure there's a way to fix this but i am NOT tech savvy enough. anyway, patterns are probably your best friend. and if you DO want something that isn't a pattern, it's going to take a lot of trial and error. but i love this theme so i deal with it 😭

the sidebar image and the floating image do not scale. if your image is 1000 pixels, it will display at 1000 pixels. you'll either have to edit the code so that the theme scales the image for you, or resize any images before you add them

my white whale of theme editing (aside from the Weird Background thing) is that i cannot get infinite scrolling to work. i have tried every code out there. all of them break my theme. it makes me sad because like. i have music there for a reason. the idea is that people would listen to it while they scroll. unfortunately, the way it's set up now, the music will stop every time someone clicks "next" or "back" 💀

anyway sorry for rambling but i hope you enjoy the the theme and customizing it in the way that you want to!

[agaypanic]

I love talking about tattoos 😍 I actually just got my first one back in May. It's a strawberry shortcake on my bicep right above where my elbow bends. My artist started on the lowest part where it hurts the most so the rest of it wasn't as bad. I have to go get it touched up but idk when I'll have time for that 😕

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omg that sounds so cute!!

i’ve been thinking that my next tattoo should be on one of my arms since the ones i have rn are on my legs. i’ve kinda been leaning towards an ethel cain inspired tattoo, either some kind of house for a house in nebraska, a fly with “god loves you, but not enough to save you” curving around it for sun bleached flies, or some kind of heart for american teenager

OR A CHAPPELL ROAN TATTOO!! one of the artists at the shop i went to for the moth has a chappell flash sheet and they’re so cute

[springbreezes-and-peonies]

*Slides you a blank check for the remaining ask game options* no pressure though! /gen I’m happy to give you an excuse to talk more about Peony 👍

Ohhhh boy you did it now! Wait…you guys are getting paid for this? Lol anyway! Here we go! All the unanswered Peony asks for ya!

🪐—Peony is from Planet Popstar! She is a Floralian moth-kind specifically and as such is from the sky kingdom of Floralia. She has lived on a small sky island on the outskirts of the Floralian archipelago all her life, she drifted there, carried by a gentle breeze as a little baby caterpillar and the island and its flora are all she has ever known. It is a neglected and ignored island in terms of the Floralian kingdom and the monarchy has never taken much interest in it…so far 👀👀👀

⚔️—Peony fights with her magic when she has to, so vines to hold and whip and entangle, sharp leaves and petals to cut and blow around like the leaf tornado ability Kirby gets with the leaf copy ability, and other such attacks. She can use her magic when in need, to generate a large, thick, flower petal shield, but she has no weapon per se like Meta Knight, Dedede, and BanDee.

🪽—Peony absolutely can fly, she has magical moth wings that I’m trying to make more clear in my drawings are transparent and magical in quality and she usually only summons them when she needs them to fly, otherwise they are not visible. If touched, they would, despite their transparent nature, feel soft and velvety like a moth’s wings and scatter sparkling, powdery, scales around.

🥘—Peony’s diet is a lot of fruits and honeys and nectars. She really loves bread with honey, it’s a huge comfort for her, and when Taranza introduces her to teas, she absolutely adores them. They are so soothing and warm she can’t get enough for a time. And when he shows her REAL pastries she falls even more in love lol If absorbed by the cook ability she’d drop a Strawberry Shortcake! 🍰

☀️—Peony is in no rush in the morning since her time for really longest time ever is her own, and so she really only manages it based on what SHE wants to do and accomplish. She takes her time waking up and getting ready, combs through her curls, and gets ready to water and tend all her plants. For breakfast she’ll usually have whatever fruits are currently growing in her garden and just go.

🎶—Peony cannot play any instruments, surrounded by plants it’s not something they would be able to really teach her. I do like to think Taranza teaches her piano at some point because that’s just very sweet to me 🥺. She CAN naturally sing pretty well though! This isn’t part of the ask but my headcanon voice for her is Kira from The Dark Crystal so if you’ve ever seen that film, that’s how she sounds and sings. I feel like if she had a battle theme it would probably sound somewhat similar to the instrumental bits of Evanescence’s Imaginary, good song for her in general, same with October by them too. ALSO Thursday by Asobi Seksu, specifically the Olympic Studios version is a song I HEAVILY listen to when drawing or writing for her so if interested in personality of her character and whatnot through music check that song out specifically. I actually have a whole playlist for her on my blog somewhere, it’s a lot of music I use to think up stuff for her!

💌—Despite the trauma of her first relationship and friendship being an entirely fake ruse by Dark Matter to gain her trust in order to possess her, Peony is STILL a very friendly person who wants to form friendships and a loving bond with others and she can’t help but put herself out there and try to make new friends when she encounters new people. She is very friendly, affectionate, and extroverted, and her not understanding social cues and graces, is pretty touchy-feely, huggy until told not to be then she listens immediately. The more ingratiated with others she becomes, the more this behavior changes and fades except around those who like and appreciate such things. So she is a social butterfly, or rather a social moth lol she loves the company of others, and being alone for so long, it’s something she craves above everything else.

⚙️—She has little to no knowledge of the ancients, though what she learns does interest her and makes her curious to an extent, it’s not really a fixation of hers. She has no connections to them either.

🍨—For Peony the mech would be one of the jet type designs for the flying sections, all pink and yellow with floral shaped engine fans and wings shaped and colored like her own. It would shoot seed pod looking missiles!

🪞—Peony does have a mirror counterpart, I’ve been meaning to draw her lately. Her color palette is more muted and dull yellow and grey instead of pink on her dress, her skin pale pink and her hair very dusty pink. Her bangs look sort of like the Pokemon Hattena’s in that they’re over grown and curl over her eyes, covering them up. Her wings are black and gold. She is lonely, apathetic, cold, and distant from her social neglect. She does not care for others like Peony does and in fact, does not care much for herself anymore either. Whatever mirror world equivalent to Peony’s Dark Matter possession was visited upon Shadow Peony effected her far more deeply and changed her far more fundamentally. I got asked a couple of times if like Peony is with Taranza, is Shadow Peony seeing Dark Taranza and I haven’t fully decided but if she were the relationship would be very unhealthy. Shadow Peony is apathetic but very codependent in a very unhealthy way. She would latch onto even false affection even knowing it was false and Dark Taranza being the embodiment of Taranza’s grief over Sectonia’s death given form would never be able to truly love her back, but certainly would see a willing puppet he could use to attempt bring Sectonia back to life, or drown Taranza in his grief. I don’t think Peony would at all get along with Shadow Peony and would be very disturbed by her, but would also feel a lot of pity and sorrow for her, recognizing her for what she is, a reflection of her loneliness and trauma.

♟️—Unfortunately for Peony, she does get possessed easily and has been possessed before (it is part of her backstory which is pinned on my page). I think she DOES train herself with Taranza’s help as he is able to possess others and understands how it works, to build up a resistance to possession as it is something she fears happening to her again greatly.

🦁—Peony is already sort of an animal person, if she were a normal animal in our world she’d be a rosy maple moth.

🕰️—I will actually have to draw this VERY soon as it’s been heavily on my mind lol but her Dream Gears version would have a big, puffy dress with arches pinned up by flowers, one of those fancy, Victorian wide-brimmed hats decorated with flowers that you tie under your chin to keep on, and more lacy looking gloves. I’ll really have to draw it to give the full picture tbh but it’s in my brain lol. She would be a botanist of course.

🛡️—Peony would pick beam mage for sure, which I also should draw lol

🦋—Peony fears death about as much as the average person and doesn’t often dwell on her own mortality unless it becomes pressing in the moment. This fusion with the Morpho butterfly I really can’t much describe and will likely have to draw. Her eyes would be white voids instead of pink though and the Morpho sword would look more like her antennae than its typical orange look.

🍒—Out of all the Dream Friends she easily gets along with Taranza the most. She is in love with him, and adores him so much. But other than him, she gets along with the main four especially well, and especially Kirby considering he saved her life. She loves how happy and kyoot and squishy he is and he always likes her hugs. Dream friends she doesn’t really get along with are Dark Meta Knight for obvious evil mirror reasons and Susie for a time because her personality is more cold and corporate than Peony can easily adjust to.

And hey WOW that’s all of them! It was so much fun! Lol I’ll have do this again if another one pops up! Or try to make one of my own 👀👀

Thank you for everyone who participated!! This was so much fun fr

🌸🌷🕸️🌷🌸

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Helloo! I'd like to to order a tiramisu & strawberry shortcake please 🎀 [amab reader]

Reader fucking Rishen infront of Alessio (who's been bound and tied) after he was being a brat all day and he couldn't deal with it anymore. Have him, reader, also be a little mean to Alessio the entire time while Rishen is getting fucked silly on the bed— (does Alessio get his turn? Does he not? I'll leave that up to youu)

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. . . verse 781 alessio, rishen !! 🍰 : ﹙ rishen: hero ˖ moth-spider-mantis hybrid ˖ preppy nerd character ˖ alessio: mercenary ˖ antihero ˖ immortal ˖ punkgoth character ﹚

your boyfriend alessio has been quite the brat, so you decide to fuck his ( and your ) boyfriend while alllllll alessio can do is sit and watch. tied. although - it seems like alessio's ropes are straining further. 

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Heavy breaths huff throughout Alessio’s dark apartment.

The sound of skin against skin followed by Rishen’s delicious moans has the mercenary’s left eye twitch with agitation.

For there he sits, on a chair across from the couch. Where you take your boyfriend and make the other watch the maroon eyes looping back into Rishen’s skull. You won’t even allow him to see all of it, having instead faced Rishen in his direction. While you take her from behind - hands and knees much like she adores.

The vibrating cock ring around his girldick helps not one bit, as it aids another squirt of cum out of it when you fuck a little extra hard into her aching hole.

“Heh— ngh. . . ah, you getting jealous, Arias?” You must be delirious if you think for one second!! — Who is he trying to convince. He’s green with jealousy. Incredibly irritated by the binds restraining his limbs.

Though, another part of him doesn’t mind this at all. No, it stirs something inside of his creative mind.

Why not give Rishen and you the surprise of breaking out of the the ropes somewhere later? It was simple binds, the knots weren’t tied properly enough to keep him. He could remove them if he wants to. But then again, what fun would that be?

A voyuer is an enjoyer of the surroundings his eyes may land on. And the sight before him, even if the angle is frustrating, is still enough to make him leak helplessly from his hard cock.

The moans that continue to rip out of Rishen’s throat has him almost growing lightheaded. She was clearly overstimulated and ready to pass out if she could. She’s enjoying it too much to let it happen, so she wills herself to stay awake while you plummet into her, over and over.

Noises of squelching sounds just like a symphony to the man across from you. He’s not supposed to be enjoying or smiling.

You hate that you cannot get a more frustrated reaction out of him — If only you knew what went on deep inside of him. The way his knuckles were turning white as his hands clench with want to touch. Grip— Push and pull. All of it. The softness of flesh is a phantom to his palms. Replaced by the burn of rope.

“Hardly. She’d be on the sixth if it were m -”

The hurried spill of moans sends shivers down his spine. Rishen crosses her eyes and claws into the sofa’s black leather. Her jaw slacks. Her tongue pokes from swollen lips. Guess that’s the sixth.

And there you are. Hips hammering into your girlfriend’s plush ass with purpose, spurred on by the familiar clench to add to the throb of your cock. Plap plap plap-! fills the room. Now laced with squelches and wet slaps as her sticky cum trickles down her balls and thighs.

“P-Please - diio-s- ple-ah!”

She’s held tumbling buildings back and made it look easy. But in this moment her strength fails and she collides with the leather. Fervent skin sticks to the material and she claws it harsher. Like it’s the only lifeline between relief and the endless pounding of your dick to her gummy walls.

In turn you fall to your forearms and hunch over her quivered form. Crush her down the way that you know she adores. Your thrusts do little to ease the overwhelm of her orgasm. Endlessly smacking against her ass and bruising the tender flesh. Wasn’t Alessio the one getting punishment?

“Please? ‘Please make me cum again?’ or ‘please it’s too much’?” Your grin stains her ear. Your hand circles her jaw, shoves two fingers into her mouth and pins her tongue. The drool that drips down your skin is your reward, and you all but grunt into her ear. “Pretty girl - pretty boy - takin’ it all in this pretty boypussy.”

Your other hand itches to touch her. So you spank her instead. Loving the way she hiccups and whines into your fingers. Like a cockdrunk whore awaiting their next fix. You suppose when the sweet thing is on his hands and knees - crumbling beneath you - it isn’t too far off.

Through the pleasure and satisfaction of ruining your pretty lover; the sting through your forehead is less than inconspicuous. You have no time to even flash the other brat in the chair a wink. Not when you’re so focused on the one taking your cock like he’s born for it.

Alessio could take many things. Take this for the last fourty-five minutes. Watch you stuff Rishen’s pretty ass again and again while she’s staining his sofa in copious amounts of cum.

But pretending he doesn’t exist. . . now. That is a fucking problem. One that tightens his jaw.

Decision making boils inside of his stomach, should he let you go on for a bit longer? Or break the binds? He asks himself this multiple times over, as you flip Rishen onto her back and spit down at her girldick, squeezing at the tip.

Her loud moan crashes through his momentary state of question. When the conclusion has hit him, is a different matter. It is only when you begin to slow down your thrust, murmuring into your girlfriend’s ear about how she’s a dirty whore. He starts to slowly but surely, rip the binds off.

“Yeah? ‘S too much? Toooo muuhchngh— Ple-plea-pleaaase, a-Ah papi, Por— Por favoorrrrhhh.” You mock, laughing at the sight of red acrylics dragging across the leather couch. The sound of them itching away at Alessio.

Those pair of pretty hands should be wrapped around his cock. While he would be throat fucking her. Make you watch the way you’re doing to him right now.

Another thing, is to steal his usual nickname during sex. Papi isn’t your thing. That is his. And in all of your provocative display so far. He knew that was intentional.

“A—Anghh— Al—Alesi—Alessio A-Ah Alessio—-!”

Now that has you wondering. You are fucking her, balls deep, making her stain the sofa and you, along with the cock ring that you decide to speed up to a punishing pace. She is calling for him. When you are the one fucking her.

Advancing your hand down to the curly locks of your hair, you rip through it and yank her head back. Neck exposed. A clear canvas you intend to attack with the paint of your lips and teeth. You suck a bit extra hard on the one beauty mark right by the left side.

“Calling for him.” You grunt out in frustration, spanking her once more. This time on the back of her thigh. “As I’m fucking you— Like the desperate cum-filled whore you are. Begging for more. And now—”

You pause to fuck into her with a few extra shallow and hard thrusts. Ones that make her stutter each and every time, before you continue to speak: “Now, you start callin’ me by his name. Like a needy cockdrunk slut. giving yourself away for free to imagine someone else.”

What your eyes were yet to catch, however, was the sight of the empty chair a few feet away.

You are too busy ramming her gummy walls sore. Too busy letting your anger out on her tender ass, to even spare a second at the hairs standing at the back of your neck. The cram of your hips jams his down into the leather that smears with mixtures of cum. Wrenching a sob from her swollen lips before she does it again - the gall of this girl -

“A-Ale - Aleess-ssioo - Ales- oh!”

It seems she squeals for you. The air leaves your lungs so fast you barely have the time to gasp. Your dick parts from her cum-filled hole with only a few strings of connection. Quickly snapped as the cold material hits your front and stings like the tightness of rope circled around your wrists. Now pinned to the small of your back.

“Maybe should’a looked with your eyes and not your fuckin’ dick.” Your ass feels what Rishen’s has been. Crushed by the sheer strength of your boyfriend who’s huffing air like his cigarette smoke. Hoarse. Rasped. Right against your ear.

It seems you have forgotten that you beloved Alessio is not only a loud-mouth, but a highly trained mercenary. A staggering, 201 cm, broad. Enigma.

Oh but not to worry. He is merciful. He’ll so graciously remind your silly little head just how much bigger - stronger - he is. With rough hands clapped to your thighs as he shoves you own with ease. Smears of your girlfriend’s cum to your already fluttering hole.

“Let’s play a game, hermoso. Can I make you cum and apologise just as much.”

Despite her hazy, teary eyes, Rishen says a little prayer for you. Ain’t no way are you surviving this dicking down.

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I think it’s time I post a intro to the mess of my existence of life lol-

★彡Sooo hai! My name is Astrid! You can call me astrix, astriie, or astroid!

☆彡Pronouns r they/them(only she/they for the gays close to me))

★彡Im a nonbinary lesbian, so no transphobes and homophobes allowed >:[]

☆彡!!I am a minor!!!

★彡I got autism and bpd, annnd other things are possibly on the table, but that’s the two I know of :,]

☆彡I mainly do art but I also do a bit of cosplay, writing, collecting trinkets and crystals, watching kid cartoons bc who needs to grow up, and I run my mouth when I feel like it, so that’s what you’ll see here <3

*･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･*

And you may be asking abt the things I’m suppperrrr obsessed with right?(prolly not but you don’t got a choice >:3)

-I’m a star lover for life,

-Cats just in general(Norwegian Forest cat is my fav)

-Bugs!!!! I love moths and mantises jst everything but cockroaches

-TV shows I’m hyper fixated on are She-ra, Toh, SU, and Heartstopper,

-Alice oseman books,

-baldurs gate and stardew valley(Ik totally diff vibes)

-my ocs >:}

-Billie Eilish, Mitski, and Melanie Martinez for the win

-poetry :]

-Annndddd Strawberry shortcake and Sanrio!!!

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•Art ideas and requests are always welcome and appreciated <333

★彡That’s all for now, luv ya, stay awesome weirdos!

[misspaguio2024]

Full name: Darlene Maya P. De Guzman

Nicknames: Darlene, Darlyn Mae, Shobe, Shobita, D.M., Pag, Miss Darlyn Paguio

Gender: Female

Status: Alive

Birth: October 24, 2001

Alignment: Good

Affliction(s): Autism Society Philippines, various past schools

Occupation: Student, Christian, author, painter, writer

Personality: Autistic, courageous, apologetic, brave, fearless, optimistic, confident, passionate, energetic, impulsive, warm, charming, strong-willed,  independent, serious (sometimes), rebellious, artistic, creative, loving, generous, kind, sisterly, motherly, irresponsible (sometimes), responsible, positive, funny, sweet, sensitive, sensual, methodical, self-sufficient, intelligent, careful, practical, ambitious, competitive (sometimes), aggressive, understanding, free-spirited, down-to-earth, idealistic, caring, nutrient, charismatic, peaceful, reliable, trustworthy, cautious, friendly, approachable, loyal, conservative, composed, calm,  imaginative, thoughtful, achieving, fun-loving (mostly)

Personal Life:

Darlene is a very special person different from other people due to being diagnosed with mild autism. She is intuitive, imaginative, open-minded, and curious but mostly judging, decisive, thorough, and highly organized. She is also quick-thinking and focuses on objectivity and rationality, often dismissing emotions in favor of logic and seeing effectiveness as more important than social harmony.

Darlene was occasionally extroverted readily enjoyed group activities and valued social interaction, she was also outwardly enthusiastic and expressed her excitement and enthusiasm to value originality and focus on hidden meanings and distant possibilities. She values clarity, predictability, and closure, preferring structure and planning to spontaneity.

Darlene may be self-conscious turbulent and sensitive to stress as she feels a sense of urgency in her emotions. However, despite her stress, she was success-driven, ambitious, perfectionistic, and eager to improve her purpose in life.

Goal:

Be responsible and independent

Redeem herself

Achieve purpose in life

Likes: Music, animals, video games, TV shows, braces, chores, grades, ice creams, boba teas, toys, movies, adventures, workouts, comics, books, studying hard, sports (especially badminton), childhood memories, good thoughts and imagination, junk food, responsibility, her family, her friends, seashells, corals, rocks, spicy food, ocean, butterflies, being special, her autism, amusement parks, traveling, riddles

Dislikes: Scary things, evil, sins, troubles, her great-grandparents' death, bad thoughts and imaginations, bad things, clumsiness, laziness, her father's jokes (sometimes), her family's strictness, darkness, danger, being alone, not doing on her own, irresponsibility, giving many problems to her family and friends

Hobby: Watching TV shows and movies, doing house chores, playing video games, spending time with her family and friends, working out, studying hard, drawing, sketching, coloring, photo shooting, painting, editing drawing, collecting seashells, learning new things

Interests: Arts and culture, seashells, corals, photography, nature, plants, history, school subjects, travels, music, sports, stories, general knowledge facts and trivia

Fears: Her bad memories and thoughts, her mental illness, pain and suffering, her sins, daydreaming torments, scary things, karma, bad deeds, stress, negativeness, darkness, moths, butterflies, hurting someone else

Favorite Food: All kinds of cooked eggs, potatoes, sweet potatoes, French fries, burgers, peanut brittles, strawberries, blueberries, bananas, mangoes, grapes, all kinds of new candies, treats, and ice creams, four cheese pizza, lasagna, Korean convenience store food, strawberry shortcakes, Filipino cuisine, spicy food

Favorite Drinks: Green tea, boba tea, milkshake, coconut water, coconut juice, pumpkin spice root beer

https://www.instagram.com/darlynpaguio/

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ocs + associations

tagged by the epic @50sjello !! thank uuu mwaahh this looks super fun!! im doing this for iris, morgan, vernon, ronja, fortuna and fen

Animal

iris: butterfly morgan: white rabbit, bats vernon: hare, octopus ronja: moth fortuna: dove fen: snake

Colors

iris: soft pastel pink, green and blue morgan: dark purple, black, white, emerald vernon: midnight blue ronja: earthy tones like brown and greens, olive fortuna: gold, pastel pink, white fen: emerald, white, black, soft pastels

Month

iris: may morgan: november vernon: december ronja: october fortuna: august fen: september

Songs

iris: le souvenir avec le crepuscule - g*nshin ost, leave your castle - child of light ost morgan: i wll wait for you - michel legrand vernon: deus ex machina - ergo proxy ost ronja: spooky - dusty springfield, into the depths of self-discovery (silent hill 4 ost) fortuna: beyond - daft punk fen: fever - peggy lee

Number

iris: 7 morgan: 2 vernon: 2 ronja: 13 fortuna: 13 fen: 3

Plants

iris: iris (hehe), canterbury bells, roses morgan: foxgloves vernon: king protea ronja: maidenhair fern fortuna: roses fen: lily of the valley

Smells

iris: floral, like a meadow in spring morgan: Soft floral: Soft, powdery and sweet with a hint of creamy. vernon: COLLOGNE -_- Aquatic scents that smell of sea spray or rain mixed with or oceanic notes. ronja: Mossy woods, Sweet, smooth and earthy scents like oakmoss and amber. fortuna: sweet like pastries and cakes fen: smells like her latest perfume dskjfjf

Gemstones

iris: opal morgan: emerald vernon: diamond ronja: aventurine fortuna: amber fen: emerald

Time of Day

iris: dawn morgan: night vernon: night ronja: evening fortuna: dusk fen: evening

Season

iris: spring morgan: winter vernon: winter ronja: fall fortuna: summer fen: fall

Places

iris: castle, cottages, forest

morgan: museums, dreams

vernon: lighthouse, dreams

ronja: scarlet hollow :3

fortuna: circus stage

fen: perfume shop

Foods

iris: quiche, strawberry shortcake

morgan: she was fond of tomato soup before she was turned

vernon: before he was turned he liked anything fancy and overly expensive

ronja: dumplings, (thinks the ditchlings look like dumplings and wants to eat them :/), any type of soup, anything with broth

fortuna: xianzhou loufu cuisine

fen: jade parcels :3

Drinks

iris: sweet tea!

morgan: blood (from scared ppl, she claims it has more of kick to it)

vernon: blood (from horny ppl)

ronja: coke

fortuna: boba tea

fen: herbal tea

Element

iris: water

morgan: air

vernon: water

ronja: earth

fortuna: air

fen: water

Seasoning

iris: sweet like honey

morgan: sweet and spicy

vernon: spicy and savoury

ronja: spicy

fortuna: sweet

fen: sweet and spicy

Sky

iris: pink dreamy sky at dusk

morgan: purple... ominous

vernon: dark red.... also ominous

ronja: grey and cloudy

fortuna: sunset, starry night

fen: grey and cloudy

Weather

iris: warm and sunny

morgan: misty

vernon: stormy

ronja: misty

fortuna: warm and sunny

fen: rainy

Magical Powers

iris: summoner spells

morgan: heightened perception, power of foreseeing but its riddled with cryptic clues, obfuscate, dementation

vernon: thaumaturgy, dominate

ronja: power of citing random wikipedia articles

fortuna: aha grants her random moments of extreme luck or extreme misfortune at random

fen: none

Weapons

iris: her grimoire

morgan: pistol, knives

vernon: pistol, his grimoire, stage magic props

ronja: pepper spray

fortuna: stage magic props

fen: poisonous knives, pistol, her aphrodisiac perfume

Candy

iris: konpeito, gummy bears

morgan: white chocolate

vernon: dark chocolate

ronja: m&ms

fortuna: cotton candy

fen: truffles, macarons

Methods of Long-Distance Travel

iris: her black chocobo, porxie

morgan: carriage, train

vernon: carriage, train

ronja: bus, car

fortuna: spaceship

fen: carriage

Fear

iris: disappointing people

morgan: losing vernon

vernon: losing morgan

ronja: never learning anything before dying

fortuna: disappointing ppl

fen: loss of control and agency

Mythological Creature

iris: fairy

morgan: vampire, banshee

vernon: vampire, grim reaper

ronja: nymph

fortuna: cherub

fen: succubus

Piece of Stationary

iris: paint brush

morgan: journal

vernon: wax seal stamp

ronja: sticky notes, notebook

fortuna: journal

fen: notebook

Three Emojis

iris: 🌟🌷🩰

morgan: 🦇👻🕸

vernon: 🥀🐙🪄

ronja: 📚🌿🪲

fortuna: 🔮🎪🎭

fen: 🌹🎀🐍

Celestial Body

iris: stars, sun

morgan: moon, neptune

vernon: neptune, pluto

ronja: mercury

fortuna: earth

fen: venus