Hun_bun_bee

Name: Maddie/Dee

Nickname: Choco

Pronouns: She/They

Age: 25

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BLOGS

🌷Main Blog🌷 -- @hun-bun-bee

My main blog has lots of art n stuff! If you see this blog follow of you/engage and ur like "who the f is this" check the blogs below and see if it makes more sense after that LMAO

✨Fandom Blog✨ -- @choco-worms

Blog for self-indulgent fandom art! mostly House MD right now :)

🧸Rebloggy Blog🧸 -- @choco-berry-bunny

This is just my misc blog for reblogging things i find cool or funny :)

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Boundaries:

I don't really have any other than be kind!! I'm often really socially awkward so just be aware if i ever sound weird i am not... trying to ldfklsdjfla.

Anyways never hesitate to reach out to ask any questions or have a quick chat! I'm just excited to be here 🧚‍♀️✨

Heres a Google Sheet I use to keep track of requests I plan to fulfill across my blogs!

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Blog specific tags:

Santos and Langdon as The Hanged Man

details under the cut!

Good Knight was quickly very confused. She thought she was somehow magically summoned to help rather than randomly being created. It didn't help that the parents thought that she was the little girl. She unfortunately wasn't. In a panic she broke out of the hospital!

The next week was a blur of panic and confusion as she tried and failed to find her way home and perform knightly duties. Instead, she got arrested for disturbing the peace (among other charges). Fortunately for her, a magical and misunderstood Knight who wants to do good made her a great candidate for SDN!

"It's who I was- no... It's who I am. Who I was born to be."

Once upon a time there was a very sick little girl. In her small life she held very few things dear; her mom, her dad, and her favorite bedtime story Kingdom of Stars. A rare and whimsical little book about bravery, reinvention, and hope.

Despite the magic that thrummed within the little girl, a secret held since her birth, nothing would change her fate. Her heartbroken parents watched as the girl exhaled her last breath while she clasped the book she held so dear.

The magic within her bloomed like the last dying flourish of a star. A gleaming supernova of magic expelling as her neurons finished their final flashes, connecting with the fantasies she had of living in a world like the Princess of her favorite story book. The dreams of a Princess who wore armor and danced through clouds to reach her, to save her and slay the cancer. All of the love she felt channeled in that moment through the book and her heart and she created a miracle of her very own. Life.