girl scout mint cookies

anonymous asked:

Thin Mints are very popular cookies girl scouts sell for fundraising but they only sell them a certain time of year and that is the only time you can find them so people go crazy buying a lot to last a year

That is honestly the best thing I’ve ever heard OMG! I love the thought of people bulk buying Girl Scout cookies like dragons hoarding thin mints aha

If MC and V were in a relationship and Rika came to try to take V back.
  • *knock knock*
  • MC: I'll get it dear!
  • MC: *opens door* ...
  • Rika: Jihy-
  • MC: *slams door in her face*
  • V: MC who was at the door, love?
  • MC: Oh, it was just some Girl Scouts selling cookies.
  • V: Oh! Did you get any thin mints!?
wampus headcannons

- movie nights, they watch really bad or really old movies on a projector for everyone to see

- quoting corny lines and throwing popcorn at the screen

- making fun of the special effects and doing voice overs

- action movies are a must but the really popular ones are the movies that end up making everyone cry

- the entire wampus house has a soft spot for pixar and disney movies

-  “what’s the plural of wampus?” asks a fifth year in potions “can this wait till after class” “sorry professor, i need to know right now, im having an identity crisis”

- a few of the wampus students are really big softies especially the scary looking ones, odds are the more terrifying they look the sweeter they are

- they hoard girl scout cookies, thin mints and caramel delights are left out in the library so the other houses can have a snack while studying

- very body positive, it they see someone body shaming they immediately step in and kick some ass

- motorcycles aren’t allowed on campus but “if its flying it technically isn’t on school grounds professor”

- the short sweet looking wampus students are the most dangerous, they’re the ones who watch out for their more naive housemates and make sure they don’t get into any trouble

- sometimes a little reckless, there was a parkour phase that ended a little messy, their pukwudgie friends had to knock some sense back into them

- they tried petitioning the school for a jungle gym

- “wanna race to class” *other person already started running*

- “if you don’t want to play quidditch then, tag your it”

- after being caught running in the halls by a head boy “aren’t you a little too old for tag” “no and neither are you, tag your it” and the students run away laughing as the head boy chases after them

-  some of the wampus students like going on health kicks “my body is a temple” 

- “good for you, now pass the fucking gravy” some of the other wampus students don’t care about things like that

- they manage to get pizza from somewhere outside of the school and refuse to tell the other houses how they did it, however they don’t mind sharing

- that one wampus that wakes up before the sun rises to go jogging

- majority of them sleep in till the afternoon on the weekends

- “im in the house of warriors, im scary, right?” a first year asks an older housemate “terrifying” not really

- they can get out of hand on occassion, fights are not uncommon and bloody fists are not unsurprising but the entire house is usually stronger afterwards

more ilvermorny headcanons!!

•thunderbird dorms have bunk beds. they just do. (they’re like 3-4 bunks high bc that’s fun)

•a big stereotype for pukwudgies is that they can cook, but this is not always true. if you’re in pukwudgie you’re either amazing at cooking or abysmal. (the good ones are gordon ramsey and yell at all the ones who can’t cook)

•the cheese touch was a mess back when it was a thing. you would get jinxed if you even tried to get a wampus

•for hundreds of years the students have been trying to figure out the plural for wampus (they still don’t have it)

•however, thunderbirds insist that it’s “wampussies” (how to piss off a wampus 101)

•no-maj students brought boy scouts and girl scouts to ilvermorny

•there is a competition to see which house can sell the most girl scout cookies

•horned serpents always sell thin mints

•pukwudgies sell trefoils

•thunderbirds sell lemonades

•and wampus(es? the plural is still a mystery) sell samoas

•thunderbirds are very dramatic when they get sick “jacob, i’m going to cough up an intestine, tell my family i love them.”

•there is 100% a school play

•horned serpents love broadway and know every. single. song. for every. single. play

• horned serpents are amazing at scrabble and nothing is more competitive as uno

•thunderbirds have a really big map which has a ton of dots on it indicating where thunderbird students have been. you don’t even have to draw the dot yourself or tell the board. the board just knows.

•wampus students have the best friendships between grades. they treat each other like family and nothing less.

•not all wampus(sess????) are physical warriors. some are just so argumentative and can choose their words very well. you’d think that they would go to horned serpent but no. they are right at home.

•there are many wampus(i)(like octopi) who look like a cinnamon bun but still say ‘fight me’ ALL THE DAMN TIME. i mean it’s like a natural reflex

•wampus(sss??????!!!!1!) and thunderbirds never back down from a dare

•pukwudgies always have writing on their arm… whether it be from being bored and absentmindedly doodling or having reminders. it’s just always there

•the thunderbird common room is located in a tower, so when the school wide snow ball fight(war) comes around they have the arial advantage

•idk if i said this in the last one, but Thanksgiving is OFF THE CHARTS GOOD

•the houses decorate their common rooms for holidays (ex. halloween, christmas, new years, valentine’s day etc…) and since the other houses can’t actually see what it looks like they always make it out to be a lot better than it really is. in fact, it’s usually just a mass of colored paper chains.

•wampus(ies??)) call pukwudgie a pukkies and it pisses them off.

•do not compare pukwudgie to hufflepuff unless you want to be in the hospital wing for the next 2 days. they don’t have anything against hufflepuffs. hufflepuffs are the shit, but their house is literally venom filled arrows and stuff. they’re not always kind, patient or fair.“


•ilvermorny has movie nights 2 times a month. when it’s warmer outside they obviously do it outside. (thunderbirds and wampus(eseses??) tend to sneak off to explore the campus.)(wampus(oses?) have to go in case a thunderbird gets attacked by an animal)

•there’s a haunted house!!! but it’s actually a corridor. teachers are totally fine with the students setting it up because they know that no matter what they say, the kids will disobey anyway.

•the 7th years take the nervous 1st years through it, but sometimes they end up getting more scared than the little kids.

•food. so much food. so much good food.

•the mashed potatoes are to die for

•pukwudgies hardly ever miss a day of class for being sick because they are always able to cure it in like 3 minutes

•pukwudgie actually cuss a lot

•horned serpents are honestly so fun to be around because they always have good luck somehow.

•the horned serpent common room being REALLY dirty. quills, parchment, books, ink, and food are everywhere. “scourgify can only do so much.”

•thunderbirds excel in transfiguration, pukwudgies in potions, wampus(i give up) in defense against the dark arts, and horned serpents in anything (as long as they put their mind to it)

•there are a ton of clubs (not only magical clubs like gobstones cough hogwarts cough) like book clubs, art club, band, magical creatures club, etc etc etc

check out my other list of ilvermorny headcanons (idk how to link it so you have to find it in my messy blog 😬)

my favorite girl scout cookies are the thanks-a-lots, and no one else seems to like them and it makes me sad. theyre good cookies

thin mints arent even the best girl scout cookie (samoas, hello?? they have coconut is this even a question 2 dispute?) but i will give them credit bc they are the only mint chocolate thing that i can stomach… everything else on this earth that is mint chocolate flavored is Nastie

To My Former Best Friend

There was a day I thought I could not live without you.  There was a day that I rushed to hit your name on my phone with every piece of news because there was no other person I wanted to share it with more.  If there was tears in my eyes I wanted nothing more but to hear your voice.  A cup of coffee with you was the best day yet.  There was a day that when I was shopping and everything reminded me of you from the lime green pants, to the thin mint girl scout cookies, and even the song on the radio. 

Then one day just like all the years we spent building the relationship it vanished.  I slowly came to see you in the light that perhaps you always stood.  All the years I spent giving into the relationship.  Answering the phone no matter what time day or night for you, rushing to save you from whatever mess you had landed yourself into, being there no matter what you faced in regards to all the crisis you found yourself in with your marriage, and bailing you out of financial crisis to the grief of my own financial collapse.  Then one day I needed a friend a brief moment of need and just when I thought I could rely on a person who I had been there for I found that was not the case.  Much to my surprise the years that followed showed me that you never intended to be a friend the way I was for you.  Loyalty was never returned.  My heart shattered as I realized not everyone gives as I do.  Not everyone is a friend as I am.  Not everyone speaks the truth as I do. 

Detangling the emotions of a friendship was almost like getting a divorce from someone you thought loved you.  That used you and emotionally played you.  It took years and several attempts before I finally severed it.  My heart was left raw. Nights were spent sleepless and in tears, then slowly it started to heal.  Then one day I could talk to you again.  I could see your face without the slightest emotion.  My heart grew colder. Yes, I talk to you and yes, I call you friend.  Just like you do me.  I serve you the same cold dish you did me for years.  I can brush your phone calls aside and lie about what I am doing.  I can not answer your texts with urgency.  I can not worry about if you are dying because at one point I was and it didn’t even matter.  Matter of fact if you were to ask me for a favor I would probably say I could do it and not even show up without the slightest remorse.  Why?  Because I have no emotional ties anymore.  It took a whole year for me to let it go and emotionally disengage from you.  To survey the damage you did.  To really see just what you have done and what someone who even had respect would do.  I have found more steady friends.  Friends who are there no matter what.  Who give back.  I found loyalty.  I found those who believe as I do.  Those who meet me for lunch or dinner or coffee.  Who answer my calls or texts.  Who don’t lie or steal or fail to keep promises.  Who don’t use friends lightly.  Those who when I gave them recent news of things I was going through told me “we” will get through this and they have been there every step of the way with me.  They know me and I am proud to say I adore my friends now.  I found myself again.  I found love.  I found true love within me and within others.  I found it cannot be bought or played for.  I found that I can live without you on speed dial or on my thoughts and that I am actually happy. 

And to my former best friend: Good riddance dear “friend”.  I hope you find more friends like yourself that are shallow and using; because birds of a feather usually flock together.  We can continue to pretend to be friends just like you always did.  Two can play that game now. Soon you will figure out that others are playing you even better at that game…but to each their own. Life is all about the lessons you learn. I learned mine.

Tadashi Hamada Headcanons
  • The majority of his iPod consists of soothing / easy listening bands like The Paper Kites and Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros.
  • He LOVES green tea. Aunt Cass often says that it’s in his bloodstream.
  • All the selfies on his phone usually involve him making a stupid face. His favorite is a double chin with his eyes crossed.
  • He hardly ever cries. Only when he’s really overwhelmed or exhausted does he allow the tears to flow.
  • When he hadn’t slept in over 36 hours, Hiro pointed out that he was putting his shoes on the wrong feet, and Tadashi sunk to the floor and wept.
  • He lives and breathes for Girl Scout cookies. His favorite are Thin Mint and Shortbread.
  • If he wasn’t gifted in robotics, he would’ve liked to become a physical therapist.
  • He thought about being a doctor, but after shadowing a few at a hospital, he didn’t think he could grasp the idea that he couldn’t help everyone. People die, things happen.
  • He has horrible vision. He mainly wears contacts, but he has to take them out and switch to glasses when he wants to read.
  • His parents wanted him to pick up some sort of instrument, but he completely rejected piano and violin. He discovered the guitar in middle school, and he quickly picked it up.
  • He can do the coolest vocal growl when he sings.