Hello and wecome to the Word Bakery! Here, we work on our own personal works!! (and the occasional fan fic lol, simps gotta simp~) If a sprinkle of fantasy, a cup of romance, and one slice of life mixed into one big adventure sounds good to you, then I'm excited to say that you'll enjoy our stories! This account will mostly be snippets and updates on how works are going! If you have any advice or feel that we're poorly representing a character, we'd love to hear it 😊 we're always looking for new ways to improve and grow! (Just try to keep it nice, please!!) Thank you for visiting our Word Bakery, we hope to see you again soon!!
Love isn't a feeling, it's a choice, a deep-seated idea that so many people (funnily enough) romanticize, but you can't build something that lasts on a feeling. Because like it or not, they change; you change, you're always changing, and that's good, it's normal. You'll need breaks you'll need time alone, you won't look at your partner every day and love them and that is ok. Because they will change, you will change, always changing, and there will be little new moments where you fall all over again, little things familiar but new, and you can choose to look for those moments, to make them, to accept the change and grow together. That's love, that's devotion.
Not enough people talk about how the Sun to Moon transformation (or vice versa) must terrify kids.
Like in the OG game, Sun is all *faints with painful grunts* during the transition, and as a child, I would be horrified of Moon after that no matter how nice he was... (even though that's not the case in the og game, lol)
The deepest of apologies for the animation, but this needed to be brought to LIGHT.
8 years ago today, a man I worked with, I might have even called him a friend at one point asked me. "What starts with T ends with T and is filled with T?"
I answered back after a moment to ponder, my voice confident as I knew I was right. "A teapot."
A devilish grin crossed his face as he shook his head, his tone surprised. "Oh wow, that actually works! But no. That's not the answer."
Betrayal washed over my mind as I stared into the tricksters eyes.
What else could it be?
If my answer was an acceptable answer, then how could he not accept it, my reason sound and my logic well thought.
I simply stare at the man, my mind burning with questions.
What was the true answer?
I finally managed to ask through my clenched jaw. "Oh? What's your answer then?"
He shrugs, shattering my already cracked resolve, as he speaks in a teasing manner. "You'll figure it out, just think about it for a little, then you'll see how simple the answer is."
I balled my fists, my confusion shifting to anger as I sneared at the man before me, he was surely attempting to insult me.
That much was clear.
The answer is simple, you say?
How can the answer of a madman be simple.
Oh, how I thought, day and night, rain and snow, yet never an answer as true as my first crossed my febil mind.
Was I the fool? I thought.
...
Yes, I was, for I had failed.
No.
Not the riddle but the tricksters game.
Anyway, I'm still a little peeved. Still haven't found your SIMPLE answer. :)
-A warning from Baker #12:
An answer isn't always to the question.
(Sometimes ya just gotta kick someone in the gonads >:) lol)
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