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lynxalon · 3 years

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Lynx!!! I arrive with asks to help! I'm still working on responding to your ask! :D We have a lot of similarities in music taste, I think!! Sending safety vibes!!! I really hope that person doesn't bother you,, For dsmp asks, would you like to talk about bench trio and their respective love languages?

I'm safe dw, it's just an icky situation and my paranoia has Not been great lately but OwO is me

Benchtrio love languages! I was kinda obsessed when I first found out about love languages, cause for once I could explain to people how I specifically felt loved, and I could also finally understand why what I did to show love didn't make Others feel loved. So, you have the classic five love languages: Words of affirmation, gift giving/receiving, physical touch, quality time, and acts of service. There are also nontraditional ones, which are niche and very person-specific but that don't quite fit into on of the classic five. My best comparison would be a uquiz I once took where someone assigned people niche love languages like remembering a person's order. What I'm going to do it talk about the classic love languages in order of Most to Least effecting, and then assign niche love languages to them that they've either portrayed or just have the vibes of lmao

Ranboo:

- Acts of service

- Gift giving/recieving

- Quality time

- Words of affirmation

- Physical touch

Starting off! Ranboo! I'm starting with him because I've been watching his streams everyday since early Feb, so I've had time to understand his vibes and just how he interacts with people. His main seems to be acts of service, very closely following by gift giving. He's often seen doing things for others, even going as far as grinding resources to Potentially do things for others. (I say others but. We know who I'm mainly talking about lmao...) He seems less concerned with receiving, and seems content to give out. Chances are the way he Shows love isn't the way he Feels loved. Anyways, his first two tie into each other really well, which is really interesting because tbh most have One main one that they show love with and feel loved with (mine is quality time, paired with a niche love language I like to call pestering). Next is quality time and words of affirmation. The first two were definitely how he showed love, but these two seem to be how he Feels loved. From him hanging out Tubbo, and us seeing how Tubbo's fixed sleep schedule affects Ranboo, it's clear that he very much enjoys spending time with people he cares about. (And by seeing how if affects him I mean. We have heard the dude bring up Tubbo so much the last couple of days, absolutely unprompted, like he talks more about Tubbo than I think about him which kinda says something cause my current hyperfixation is my fave streamers so. Huh.) Words of affirmation is in part tied with the last, cause sometimes people compliment him or something and mans really just goes 😮😄 Which, super endearing, hearing him smiling after Tubbo compliments him (which Tubbo does in a /j way but also a /hj way which is so funny to me). Lastly is physical touch, and tbh this is at the bottom cause we can't quite gauge if he's a touchy person and I don't think he is very touchy only cause the other four really stand front and center for him lmao. The niche love language I'd assign Ranboo? Pestering. I'm not biased, I'm just right OwO The way he pestered and messed with Tubbo saying he had the best mcc win rate? Yeah, that's something I'd do.

So, halfway through I lost motivation and confidence so I'll just be putting what I think Tubbo's and Tommy's are, cause I just do not have the energy to go as in depth as I would like! Rip to me lmao 😔😂 I hope the rest is still interesting though UwU

Tubbo:

- Quality time

- Acts of service

- Gift giving/receiving

- Words of affirmation

- Physical touch

So, quick run down! Tubbo's main is quality time! Unlike Ranboo, his first two aren't too terribly close. He enjoys spending lots of time with people, and I definitely understand as my main is quality time as well. One of the main examples of this I would point out would actually be streaming! Homeboy streams A Lot, like a lot a lot, to the point where it's a common inside joke that if you leave a Tubbo stream (especially alt) and come back later, he'll still be there. One of the main reasons I want to start streaming is so I can hang out and share stuff with others, cause I think there's something suuuper cool about playing games and sharing those experiences with others. Like, I remember watching Jacksepticeye play Life Is Strange, or Guardians (personal fave). It was like watching a friend play, which I really needed at the time. It was quality time without the anxiety of Being There completely. And Tubbo loves streaming, and has said it lots of times, and I think that it's really great ^^ Now, acts of service is one I think has definitely moved Up in the order, because of Ranboo specifically. Hear me out, hut something doing something for you because they want to can actually be so Loving and Tender... And no, I'm not jealous... But, Ranboo! Ranboo likes doing things for people he cares about and I think that for Tubbo it's a way he feels loved, and knows he's cared about. Gift giving and receiving was originally in second place, but has since went down one. I think this was used to be much more prominent, and I definitely think it still holds the same weight and value as it did before, but now it's vaguely overshadowed by acts of service. Fella enjoys receiving things, but also seems to be constantly getting people things (or similarly, influencing someone to get something that he thinks they definitely should have. lol). Words of affirmation is definitely a nice surprise kinda situation. Like, being complimented or someone being proud of him is Very pog. And, I, for one, am very proud of my streamer 😄 Sometimes I really be like. Head full... Tubbo. Lmao 😂😂😂 Anyways, he doesn't necessarily seem adverse to physical touch, it just seems like it's less important that the rest. I do think that for him he'd be more physically affectionate with someone who mains that (dunno how else to put it lmao) cause he wants them to feel loved in a way that makes sense to them! Hope that all makes sense! And tbh, I lied! I'm a liar! I fr thought I wouldn't open my big mouth and just gush about this some more but man. I really proved myself wrong OwO Also, I assign Tubbo the odd niche love language of sharing videos about things he enjoys as a way of affection.

Tommy:

- Physical touch

- Words of affirmation

- Quality time

- Acts of service

- Gift giving/receiving

Tommy is very interesting! Cause, the first is a little bit ahead of the rest, but all of these are very close together in value and importance. I haven't been able to watch as much from Tommy, so all of this will be very loose. The first seems most common as a way he shows love, and I think it's also how he feels loved. My reason for this, dude just trust me 😂 Words of affirmation for my boy plz, he is so loving and I just really love him. He reminds me of that meme where the landlord's like 'I don't allow pets' and the person sends a pic of their pet and the landlord's like 'Ok I'll allow him because he looks very polite' That is literally every inniter, anyone who watches Tommy, they're like 'I'll allow him because he looks very polite'. Is he polite? Eh maybe lmao. Also mans likes spending time with friends. Understandable. Likes hanging out doing silly stuff. People help him with things sometimes and that is Nice. Gifts are also neat but he's not a very material person is he. Hmm. I assign his niche love language to be sending pics of animals. Just think it fits him lmao. He likes cows and such a little too much, people who like cows often send lots of pics of animals, I know from experience OwO

This was fun to answer, thank you for this ask Lina! 💚💚💚 I enjoy personality analysis, things like love languages, enneagram types, mbti, and astrology charts. So yeaah this stuff is super fun to think about XD Also, this isn't like Entirely factual or anything like that, just mere observation and analysis for fun ^^

#lynx speaks #answered asks #lina my beloved ^^ 💚💚💚#ranboo #tubbo #tommy #benchtrio #big oof owo #this took me a shorter amount of time to answer than most asks so i am Proud OwO #this was fun to write out ^^#long post

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actiongirlmary-archived · 4 years

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So, I’m thinking about what I should work on after EBYT, and I thought it’d be a good idea to pose it as a question to all of you. I’ve listed the ‘options’ below the cut, so click ‘keep reading’ to see them, and maybe please consider sharing your opinion with me! :))

The titles are all working titles and as such very tentative, so be warned! Also, you might recognize the first seven from the uquiz, though the summaries have been edited for clarity and such. Please, please, keep in mind that the ones which have been crossed out are not options! That doesn’t at all mean that I won’t write them later, just that they aren’t for now.

In no particular order, but numbered for clarity:

1) to be or not to be:

After the events of Homecoming, Peter Parker is just about getting the hang of being Spider-Man - he's even almost getting a handle on the whole balancing-'work'-and-school thing. He's only ever known of Annabeth Chase until now - the junior that might just hold the title of MJ's true and absolute role model. That is, until she tells him straight to his mask in the middle of a sticky situation that she knows who he is. She's capable and she has her head on her shoulders; he's all-ears and desperately wants some guidance, even if he doesn't know it. Or: Peter already has a mentor but what's to say he can't have two?

2) a game:

When circumstances not only put Annabeth Chase in the area of an explosion that takes out a good chunk of Grand Central Station, but also make it seem like she was the one behind it, she's not sure if she's even allowed to be surprised anymore. Meanwhile, the Avengers only have one lead on the disaster that has shocked a city still reeling from the Battle of New York and she's a seventeen-year-old girl who is decidedly not the easiest person to talk to.

3) dumpster diving:

When a girl on the street shuts a dumpster door and consequently saves Clint Barton's sometimes-protege from near-certain misfortune of one kind or another, he's thankful. It's not the last time that she helps him out either, but she's decidedly not happy to be thanked or helped out in any way. Mystery girl is living on the streets, winter is fast approaching, and Clint has to try really hard to keep himself from feeling bad for her when that's clearly the last thing she wants. And one thing leads to another. And then another. And Clint realizes that this girl can be much more standoffish than he'd previously thought, while also realizing how quickly a kid can grow on you.

4) come back to bite you:

When a volunteer field trip goes sideways, it leaves Annabeth Chase with a spider bite and a swollen arm. A month later finds her with more superpowers than she ever bargained for, a horrible costume, and arguably the worst vigilante name she's ever heard. Meanwhile, the Avengers wonder, who's the new superhero on the block? And what will it take to convince this Spider-Man to let them give him some pointers?

5) half a month in athens:

Natasha Romanov has taken to tracking the web crafted by HYDRA throughout countries other than America following the events of Civil War. A suspected HYDRA cell leads her to a mob meeting at an archaeological site in Athens, and things go sideways from there. She doesn't believe every other word that comes out of the seventeen-year-old girl's mouth, including the fact that her name is 'Maria.' Clint puts in his two cents to Natasha about the situation, who considers it, and then an additional two cents to 'Maria,' who all but laughs in his face. As the days pass, it becomes clearer and clearer that 'Maria' isn't being completely honest with them about much. And that this mob business is more complicated than they'd previously thought.

6) media coverage:

Following the events of Age of Ultron, the Avengers’ public image is holding steady; but whispers are going around in private circles - if you know where to look - which some members of the Avengers do. The search for a solution leads them to Annabeth Chase’s PR firm, which agrees to spearhead a series of get-to-know-you type interviews. The Avengers understand why they’re doing it, even if some of them think it to be a bit tedious and boring at times. Clint Barton’s solution? Flirt with their PR woman, of course.

7) massachusetts in turmoil:

The Blip happens in October, 2023, and MIT resumes classes second semester of the same academic year, dedicated to a path back to normal. Harley Keener returns for the second half of his freshman year knowing that things have changed. Annabeth Chase comes back to life one wonky afternoon to find that not only have five years and change passed, but that she also has to redo her second semester. Unable to continue at New Rome College, she requests and receives a transfer to MIT, and moves to Boston. They meet on the second day. It takes considerably longer until their first date.

(plain Harley Keener, not a demigod or Harley from PJO!)

8) an arm and a leg:

Harley Keener isn’t snapped; that’s how it begins. It only takes three weeks for his step-dad to find his way back to the family he’d left years earlier, and it’s only four days into the summer session at CHB when Harley decides that he’s staying in NYC permanently as a year-rounder. Over the course of five years and change, Harley Keener moves forward, trying to see how he fits into a CHB without half of its leaders, and how Tony Stark and the family he brings with him fits into his life. Or: from the last scene of Infinity War, through Endgame, as told by Harley Keener.

Send me an ask (anonymously or not, up to you) (or comment on this post / leave a comment on the latest chapter of EBYT, whichever you’re more comfortable with) with which of these options you think I should go with!! I’d really love to hear from you!

Also, leave a ⭐ in the ask box and a number if you’d like me to tell you a fun fact about the corresponding option (this includes the crossed-out ones too) or just a ⭐ by itself if you’d like a fun fact for any of them!

#my fics #fic ask game #marvel tag #pjo #also feel free to just ask me anything at all!!

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ofieugogyshz · 4 years

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Fic; Yearning for Adventure

Word Count: 2600

no tws / super fluffy, lovey-dovey content / self-ship content

Summary: Sometimes it’s hard being away from someone who feels like home. Someone who’s so busy, who puts so much on their plate, and not being able to help them with it. All you can do is wait, wait, and wait, hoping that maybe, one day, they’ll make the decision for themselves...

inspired by that one fucking uquiz and two lovedrunk fools crashing hands against their keyboards, cranking out things to fluster the other based off those uquiz results.

I mean, uh. I really love my husband and I want him to come home damnit.

As always, I love to hear comments and what you thought of it! :D rbs encouraged!

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We agreed to meet up somewhere when he was done with the current job he was on. The current Pokemon G-Man mission he was on had kept him away for awhile, a bit longer than the jobs he had been taking in recent years. He called me every so often, usually at the end of his day when he could, and if he didn't think it was too late. (It was never too late for me.) Some days we joked about how we still managed to have such a great marriage in spite of his work; a job that he had been considering asking for less of, so he could spend more time focusing on other factors in his life: the league, the clan, his mentee... his relationship with me. He said that he thought it wasn't fair to continue to ask so much of me, for how often we were kept apart sometimes. But I always told him that I knew what I signed up for, and that any complaints I gave him were always promptly taken care of; it wasn't of concern to me.

At least, that's what I told him. I always told him that, but I'm sure he knew that that wasn't the case. How often I had asked him to take time off from everything and go with me to visit Alola; a few times just half-joking when everything was stressful, that maybe we should just pack up and move there, even though neither of us had ever been. (He didn't like the joke too much, being such a responsible person, but he understood that I never meant seriously.) Even when we went to Galar for his match against its Champion, we could only stay a week; and I found myself longing to extend our stay, despite having put aside the notion of adventure, of having finally taking a break to just stay put and find a new, everyday routine. I'm sure it was the same for him; he looked as though he wanted to stay longer, and reconnect with the Gym Leader of the local Dragon-type Gym. But, work beckoned. A week off was all that the league could afford him, and he was already set up for a new mission when we got back.

I had really wondered if he was okay with living like this still. So when I heard him say this one night, over the phone, that he was considering limiting his time with them, I felt my heart jump in my chest. He never said anything that he wasn't serious about, and I... I really wanted to believe him. But for all the love and joy that he's brought into my life, I've been far too used to being denied things, especially in my younger years. I've trained myself not to expect too much of it, even though, when he said something... I always wanted to believe. I usually did. This though... This just felt too good to be true. So I was cautiously optimistic, cautiously hopeful, that maybe his words would ring true. But he was only considering it. Considering... It didn't guarantee an answer, but it had been on his mind for awhile.

That was a relief to know.

Even though the match was considered official league business, they did allow us a free week stay at a hotel. The vacation was much needed. This short little vacation where he was pardoned from all other work, all other responsibilities taken care of for a time. We weren't the same kids as we were when we met, two kids, two teens, on their own separate journeys; we had a lot more responsibilities expected of us as adults. I remember the thought flickering through my mind about how tired he looked, trying to split himself up so many ways; and how, here, during that week off, did I see him get the rest that he needed. The rest that needed, he deserved, from having too much on his plate. ...I wanted to believe that, maybe, one day, it could be like that everyday. I did my best to enjoy it while it last.

My Dragonite shifted her head, listening. Pika stopped her playing as well, ears twitching, a curious expression on her little face as she looked in the same direction as Augusta. I stuck my head out of the mountainside cave, the little cliff that jettisoned over part of Route 45. I pushed my glasses up, squinting, trying to see anything. Augusta snorted, a puff of air coming out of her nostrils, as she crossed her arms. Guess it was nothing. I gave my Dragonite a suspicious look, and she closed her eyes, pretending not to see. Meanwhile, my Pikachu continued to look around.

“Pikapi!!” exclaimed Pika, pointing above. I turned my head up, pouting when I saw the silhouette.

“Aw, man. I was going to try and surprise you.”

“Must be why she,” I said, nodding in the direction of my Dragonite, “suddenly went quiet.” I could just imagine him gesturing for her to be quiet as his Dragonite flew in, hovering above the cave entrance; my Pikachu, on the other hand, was not so great at unspoken signals. Especially when she was nearly as excited as I was to see my husband.

“I didn't think Pika was going to be around.”

“Oh, really? My partner Pokemon from when I was nine?”

“You know what I meant.”

“I do! Now get off that Dragonite and greet your wife properly!” I said, pouting at him again.

He laughed, jumping down as his Pokemon lowered close to the cave's entrance. Even though I usually found it cool when he jumped off, watching his cape fluttering behind him as he somehow always managed to stick his landing, I didn't waste a single second of this reunion, and found myself running to hug him, squeezing him tight. He returned my embrace, kissing me gently on the head. We held each other like that, quietly enjoying each other's presence. Time was on our side for the moment, as we breathed in the other's scent. Relishing that moment's peace.

“I missed you too,” he said slowly, hesitantly, as though breaking the silence first would cause the moment to be over, and time would once again resume, our adult lives parting us once more as responsibilities came to claim us.

“I missed you,” I said, looking up at his face. He looked like he was tired, but the sight of me had given him some relief from whatever stressors his mission had given him. I wanted to kiss that exhaustion away, and leaned in to do so...

Only to be tapped lightly in the face with a letter.

Well, that was unromantic.

I pursed my lips, pouting at him again, as I pulled the letter he held away from my face. “What's this?” I asked, a little grumbly. It had better been good to interrupt that, I thought. And he knew it too.

“Well....” he began, starting to look a little bashful. I raised an eyebrow, curious. He was usually the better of the two of us when it came to confidently and clearly speaking. “Those nights when I thought it was too late to call you--”

“You know I'm nocturnal, it wouldn't've been too late.”

He cleared his throat, and I took it as a cue to let him talk without interrupting. Not an easy feat for me, but for him? I could try. I crossed my arms and waited, letting him take the podium once more.

“It's a letter for you. I wrote you one.”

My face flushed instantly. I grabbed the envelope, looking it over and trying not to make my fluster obvious. (As though I could ever hide it from him.)

“Lance! Are you frickin' serious? I can't believe you would-- Honey, please.” I threw down my hands, letter still in hand, reluctantly accepting my flustered fate with resignation. I sighed, giving up, and held the letter close to me once more, looking at it again. “You didn't have to do that.”

“I know, I know. But... I haven't written you one in awhile, and, well, there were some things that I thought might be better said on paper. Especially with your memory,” he teased. I smacked his arm with the letter. “Ow!”

“Pff. You and I both know that didn't hurt.”

“It hurt my ego,” he said, giving me a sad face. He was using one of my own tactics against me.

“Oh stop that.” I rolled my eyes. My fingers traced over the back of the envelope, where the letter had been sealed inside. I waited. He didn't say anything, but watched me instead. “What?”

“I... Actually I wanted to see you read it. It's not long, I promise.”

My face, which had been cooling off from its earlier fluster, heated up once more. “E-eh? Uh... Um...” I fumbled around for my words, not even sure of what I was trying to think. It was embarrassing, for one, to think about him watching me read the words he carefully chose and picked out for me. And I was already so easy to fluster in person...

“What's wrong?”

“U-um... Nothing. Nothing, really.” I took a deep breath, trying to calm my shuddering nerves. “I'm just not used to this... I mean, it's been awhile since we've exchanged letters, and, well, usually we weren't face to face if we ever read them around the other.... I think.” I tried to think of a time when something like this happened before, but nothing came to mind. Memories of us as teens, meeting up, sharing our letters with one another; whatever we had meant to send out on our way to a meetup spot were shared during those moments, sitting next to each other, leaning into each other. Arms wrapped around the recipient, chins on shoulders as we watched with bated breath our datemate read, pressing our faces against the other's back... okay maybe that last one was mostly me. Memories of reading by candlelight during a storm in this particular spot came to mind. I briefly wondered if those initials I carved when I was sixteen were still somewhere, or if time or a Pokemon wore away at the wall that I inscribed them on. Maybe I was still too busy processing the unexpected turn of events to think of any other time except those.

I heaved another sigh, quickly accepting my fate, and opened the letter. I didn't read it aloud, at any rate, so I at least was spared that embarrassment. Though... to say his words were embarrassing would have been an insult that he did not deserve. He never shied away from telling me that he loved me, and there was not a soul that had spent any time around him that could doubt it. He treasured me greatly, and often went to great lengths to remind me of it. Even right now. I found myself skimming far quicker than my brain could process, various words standing out to me all at once, and I felt a quivering in my lips at the thought that went into them. I peeked my eyes out from behind the letter to glance at him. He usually enjoyed watching me do anything, but this was the one time I think he had managed to keep his glance askew, distracted with greeting my two Pokemon. I took a deep breath and tried again to swim through the words, letting them flow back into the sentences they once formed, and read it again, and again, all the way through, until it was done in one go.

I finally threw the letter down again, running to hug him again.

“You... You know you don't have to write me letters, right?”

“Sometimes, you need something a little more memorable. It at least kept me busy some nights without you.”

I laughed, shaking my head. “You're silly sometimes, you know that?”

“I know.”

He kissed the top of my head again. He pulled back a little, cupping my face; starting at my jawline, gently tracing the sides of my face with his thumbs, his hands gliding until they rested just under my ears, tucking his hands in to the loose hair that had gathered there. I felt myself pulled in for a kiss, softly, as though he were taking gentle care of something that he revered. I draped my arms over his shoulders, hands linking at the back of his neck.

I loved our kisses. The ones when we had been apart for awhile, they never ceased to be amazing, some sort of magical moment that still managed to make my heart skip a beat. It was a release for all that tension that came from being apart, a relief that we were together again. Passion still beat beneath that, restrained, as though we were desperate to let the other know that we were missed, but we kept it back, used it to keep our kiss going, lips locked, never wanting to be apart once more. Never to be left longing again. There was a bittersweet feeling in the air as our lips pulled away slightly, heads pressed together.

“Having you to come back to... It's what makes the job worthwhile.”

I nuzzled him, kissing his cheek. “You're just saying that.”

“I mean it, Sarah. You're what keeps me going; I look forward to coming home to you.”

My face flushed once more, and I buried it in the crook of his neck. His hands came to rest on my back, and he held me tight. I whined against his chest, embarrassed. As always, I lacked the words to pinpoint the feelings it gave me whenever he said that; I always used to assume he just said those things to be romantic, when we were younger. But I quickly realized that whatever he said, he meant; and every single thing he had ever said since always made my heart jump. Even the cheesy ones.

He pulled me away a little to kiss me once more. I wrapped my arms around his waist, leaning in to his kiss. A smile played its way onto our lips. We laughed, giggling, trying to kiss each other only for our lips to part. My mind played back what he said, as we kissed, the mirthful laughter still intermittent. Before we could get lost in our reunion, I pulled away, looking at his eyes.

“Does this mean that you're still going to be working the same hours with the G-Men?”

“Hm. I haven't been able to discuss it with them yet, but I did start filling out a request form to change my availability with them. It's been a long time coming, and I'm sure my colleagues there will be relieved to hear that I'm finally giving myself a break. Though, I will miss a lot of the adventures that job brings...”

My eyes widened as I listened to him. I had questions that I wanted to ask him about it, about what he meant specifically, what hours he had in mind, how come he never took this time before if others at this job were downright concerned for his well-being, but none of the right words would come to mind.

“Wow. What are you ever going to do with all that free time?” I asked, half teasing.

“I'm not sure. I'm hoping maybe spend more time with you.” He kissed me on the cheek, and I buried my face again, laughing into his chest.

“You know what?”

“What?”

“I hope you do too.”

#pokemon #champion lance #pokemon lance #self ship pokemon #pokemon self ship #self ship writing #self ship community #pokemon selfship #pokemon selfshipping #selfship community #selfship writing #i'm missing tags im sure #oh yeah #pokemon fanfic #pokemon fic #writing #my writing #yearning for adventure

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greylunar · 4 years

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hi tal!! i’d genuinely call you one of my favorite ppl on the planet ☺️ so i’m a bit nervous reaching out to you again, but i’ve been listening to a lot more sleeping at last recently, which has brought me back to your uquiz. i listened to 4 on enneagram and felt a similar sense of being “known” as i did when i took your quiz & got ravenclaw. so i was wondering, is there a big correlation between your enneagram & your house? i’d assume there would be! (ty for millions of things!! bye! 💕)

Hello Madi!!! I super hope that I just haven’t gotten to your first ask yet, and that it didn’t just get lost somewhere in the interspace, since you seem absolutely lovely and I would hate to make you nervous even a little bit about anything, but especially about me not answering an ask. I’m,,, very bad at social media and the internet, in general, hehe and so I’ve been answering asks fairly sporadically and in less and less of a sensical order as time passes. I still have my goal of answering everyone, and I will not be shaken from it! It just might take me a while hehe. But I love you all and you all deserve the best answers I can give c:

I’m so glad you’ve been listening to sleeping at last though! Funnily enough, my favorite songs by him aren’t on the enneagram album, but I love Mercury, Light, and Sun the most c: Funnily enough, I actually don’t know much about enneagram on its own, and for the most part I did the lyrics for each house based on gut interpretations of specific lines, rather than correlations between each type and house! Hehe I wish I was smart enough to know the intricacies of both and tie them together, but I can do you something hopefully as good which is to tell you what each Sleeping at Last song’s lyrics vibe with!

One is interesting because I think the overall song could very easily be Gryffindor, but its the specific line “The list goes on forever of all the ways I could be better in my mind, as if I could earn God's favor given time, or at least congratulations,” that makes this song Slytherin for me c:

Two is where we get into the limits of the sorting house system, or I guess more specifically where the enneagram and sorting house system don’t really categorize the same things. There is no house that is the house of love, or self-sacrifice, or anything like that, because those are much more universal traits and why this song kind of hits different for a lot of people. The line that I put in the uquiz was "I know exactly how your rule goes / Put my mask on first / No, I don't want to talk about myself / Tell me where it hurts / I just want to build you up, build you up / 'Til you're good as new / And maybe one day, I'll get around / To fixing myself, too," as a Hufflepuff line because,,, yeah. In a weird way though, I feel like two as a whole vibes with Ravenclaws who I think even more than puffs have a tendency to lose their sense of self when in love and when caring for others in their life just because they’re still curious as to who their self is, rather than being more sturdy in it like a hufflepuff.

Three yall this is it you’ve broken Slytherins down to their bare essentials

Four is my perfect Ravenclaw song and so I’m very excited to hear you are both a Ravenclaw and a four!! It’s really validating hehe and also the song itself is just so beautiful that I’m really glad you are able to listen to it and connect to it and feel seen and held by it, I know how important nine was for me so I’m just really glad that comfort comes your way through this song c:

Five I think balances the rather unconventional line between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. It’s the want of certainty while being surrounded by the unknown of the Gryffindor, and the want of the unknown while being surrounded by certainty of the Ravenclaw. The sense of being outside a group even while part of them harbored by both houses, the emotional armor often built by both houses, and the hesitation of both to let people in. The sort of pent up energy of a Gryffindor or Ravenclaw not doing enough although they may not even know what their definition of enough is.

Six. Y’all the ludicrous amount of character playlist six is on for me. The line I put in the quiz,"I wanna believe / No, I choose to believe / That I was made to become / A sanctuary....Is that courage or faith / To show up every day? / To trust that there will be light / Always waiting behind / Even the darkest of nights" is tagged as Hufflepuff and Gryffindor, but the second line from this song in the quiz "I had the most vivid dream / My feet had left the ground / I was floating to heaven / But I could only look down / My mind was heavy / Running ragged with worst case scenarios / Emergency exits and the distance below / I woke up so worried that the angels let go" is just so core Gryffindor and the entirety of the song as a whole is so Gryffindor that to call it anything else would be a travesty on my part.

Seven. Oh wow hey the way my dyscalculic ass forgot about the number seven and just straight up did not put this song in the quiz. This is fine hehe. I mean, its Gryffindor, utterly. This song always reminds me of laugh drunk nights with my friend @sammansonn (ironically a Slytherin) trying to decide whether or not we’re gonna steal a shopping cart and singing a little too loud for passersby. I like to think we make each other braver, so maybe that’s why its Gryffindor.

Eight is the perfect example of the venn diagram overlap of Gryffindor and Slytherin. "Now you won't see all that I have to lose / And all I've lost in the fight to protect it / I won't let you in. I swore never again- I can't afford, no, I refuse to be rejected" vs “I want to break these bones 'til they're better I want to break them right and feel alive / You were wrong, you were wrong, you were wrong- My healing needed more than time” vs “I remember the minute. It was like a switch was flipped / I was just a kid who grew up strong enough / To pick this armor up / And suddenly it fit" vs "I'm all in, palms out, I'm at your mercy now and I'm ready to begin / I am strong, I am strong, I am strong enough to let you in. / I'll shake the ground with all my might / I will pull my whole heart up to the surface / For the innocent, for the vulnerable / I'll show up on the front lines with a purpose,”...like we can all see the transition from Slytherin to Gryffindor and the strange muddy middle ground of both their paths to healing. I really think the only difference between a Slytherin and a Gryffindor is what you’re trying to heal from and how you’re trying to do it.

Nine. Listen it could all be bias. But there’s not a single part of these lyrics that hit the part of me that’s a Hufflepuff on purpose.

I hope that helped, and wasn’t way too much to read hehe. Thank you for asking, and even more for sharing your positivity and light with me, you made me smile today and I was really glad to come back and answer this ask. Have the best day ever Madi, and an even better day every one after that c:

#long post #like long ass post yall #quiz related content #hufflepuff #Gryffindor #ravenclaw #slytherin #HP Lore #Enneagram #tal asks #madireyn

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Hi Fox!!! This is just me checking in daily to check on you !! :D

First and foremost: there is nothing you have to apologize for :DD i actually appreciate you taking your time in answering my asks despite the busy sched so 🥺 just you being able to read my asks is more than enough!! 😌💞 I just hope my asks can bring a smile to your face at least 😤 it must be hectic on your side, and hopefully you could rest easily and take a breath sometime. We'll always be here supporting you!! 💞 And what food did you actually ate today?? Did you decide on some beans and rice?? I hope you have eaten well, don't starve yourself now 😤😤

I was also debating whether i should send you an ask or not earlier, since i have found some Our Flag Means Death quizzes @ uquiz and i remembered you watching or liking it 😌 and here i am, writing you an ask ~

Here's both of the links i've found:

https://uquiz.com/quiz/j2I6rV/which-our-flag-means-death-character-are-you-based-on-very-accurate-psychoanalys

( my result for this one is Izzy Hands:

You feel like no one appreciates you. Like you do the things that need to be done, the ones that other people never do. And you're right. But do other people ask you to do those things? Or do you just take on burden after burden, not trusting anyone else to help and fuming silently because now the weight is all on your shoulders? It's ok to rely on others sometimes. Sometimes the things you do might be better left done by others, or undone altogether. It's a hard path you walk. I wish you luck and shade at the end of it. )

https://uquiz.com/quiz/JCchfg/which-our-flag-means-death-character-do-you-dress-like

(my result for this one is Oluwande:

You know how to dress for the occasion, be it casual or something that requires a bit more finesse. You’ve a fondness for bold colors, but you know how to balance them beautifully.)

— cheering on you, 🍰.

hi 🍰!!! 💕

thank you for stopping by! how are you?? getting an ask from you always lift up my mood 🥰 and thank you so much for the support!!

so i ended up not washing my pans, meaning i didn't cook anything. i woke up in pain today, so ended up skipping my morning classes, and slept in instead so i could power through afternoon classes. there's still the evening ones... but then i'm free and will be able to sleep early and wake up late tomorrow, hopefully. i did eat well, so dw!! i'll cook some dinner for myself tonight, too.

dude, thank you so much for the quizzes aaaaaaaa 🤩🤩 i had a lot of fun taking them!! and thank you for including your results as well! i wasn't expecting the izzy result for you kfjfkdj idk if you've watched the show, but izzy comes across as bitter to me, something i'd never associate with you. as for the olu result... that's interesting 👀 do you think the description for both fit you??

my result for the first one was Jim

Listen, I get it. It's so much easier to bear your own burdens. You've never felt like saying things out loud changes anything anyway. And when people know you, you're pinned down. They make assumptions, and expect you to act a certain way one day and the same way the next. You know better than anyone: to live is to change. To stand still is to die. But have you considered that by resisting the attempts of others who want to get to know you, you've chained yourself to your own silence? Take a deep breath. Make a mundane observation to someone you care for. The boulder is easier to push with two sets of hands.

and for the second one was Israel "Izzy" Hands

You're a bit goth, aren't you? There are other colors besides black, gray, and navy blue, you know. You might give them a try, someday. (And no, blood doesn't count as an "accent color")

i also saw this one on the trending quizzes and thought it was cute, so if you wanna share your result with me, i'm interested! mine was the ground beneath us is solid

sitting under a tree in summer. the sound of light rain on a metal roof and old wooden coffee tables. getting so absorbed in a story that hours pass without you noticing. you probably judge people who don't use coasters. your best feature is your hands. you're often pretty logical, but you're also very gentle. you're not aggressive, but you do have strong opinions. you like gardening. you have a deep need for comfort and security. you like things to make sense. you're afraid of circumstances out of control, but letting go helps you live so much more vividly than you could ever imagine.

hope you're well!! have a good day/night 🥰🥰

#—new mail !#—the burrow's 🍰#i thought my results were pretty spot on #the jim one had me cringing bc it's true but i wasn't expecting to be outed like that jfndjdnd #also yes i'm a goth at heart but i dress pretty normal.... mostly with solid colors? and pastel accents #no blood as accent here no sir nope #i only judge people who dont use coasters on wooden surfaces

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