Your Result: intellectual, dedicated to something, detail-oriented, passionate


choose things for your bag/rucksack/purse and i'll tell you how strangers see you
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I give you a glass vial of poison. it is heart-shaped and small, hanging from a metallic chain that feels cool in your hand. it is the only poison that could kill me, i tell you, eyes dark as rainclouds, and so i give it to you. you were sent here to kill me, and yet i have no choice but to trust you. i have no choice but to hope there is still good left in you, despite what you yourself believe.

I give you an embroidered overcoat. your heart is weary and ragged from worrying. i put this coat around your shoulders gently; its weight feels reassuring. you will not be cold again. you've been brave to come this far on your own, but you need not be alone any more. there is no weakness in accepting help.

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Your Result: You're a candy bar full of razor blades.

Do people tell you how nice you seem or how they feel safe with you just for you to be confused because you feel like you're a little bit evil? And maybe you're not even trying to act all soft and nice and relaxed on the outside, maybe it just happens naturally, but deep down you are cold and calculating and willing to go to great lengths to get what you want. It's not necessarily even selfish. It's just who you are. I know an unsettling truth about your soul that I will express in the most uncomfortable way possible brought to you by uQuiz

Your Result: Sleep Paralysis

Trapped in limbo between dream and reality, you question everything. It's not real. You see your bedroom. You can't move. You see spiders. You can't move. There's a shape at the end of your bed. It just wants to talk. Its face is blurry and featureless, but it watches you. You can't move, bound by invisible chains of your mind's own design. Wake up, it's not real it's not real it's not real it's n What Abstract Feeling Are You? brought to you by uQuiz

Your Result: ghost

true love is dead, and you're buried with them. you look in the mirror the day after the funeral to see your own eyes missing, face nothing but a blurred canvas. why aren't you surprised? every inch of you feels badly pieced together, mistakenly glued in some sort of rush. your brain and body never seem to agree. do either of them belong to you anymore? where do you go when you close your eyes brought to you by uQuiz

Your Result: empty stairwell

no one is supposed to be here. this is just a bridge between two realities, and for the briefest moment, you're stuck. don't stick around. you don't want to know what happens. the echo fills the space from top to bottom and it strikes you just how alone you are, how transient your life is. isn't your life a bridge from one reality to the next? a series of bridges, even? you really ought to get wherever the fuck you were meant to be going, because you probably won't last long if you keep living like this. it doesn't have to be your grand life goal, doesn't have to be the perfect life. you just have to be somewhere, someone, something, because this nothingness? it really, really doesn't suit you. go grocery shopping to find out what liminal space you are brought to you by uQuiz

Your Result: Pink Pearl Parasite Ring

Oh, you bouffant pouf of pink pearlescent parasitism! You elegant umbel of insidious interlacement—what a sneaky little thing you are! You have to be. The world is a barren rock face and life is a storm; we are all no more than desperately clinging barnacles until we aren’t able to cling any longer. The truth is ugly most of the time, so you choose not to be. If you didn’t sugarcoat it, didn’t make it easier to stomach…well, really, who could stomach it? Why should anyone have to? Why can’t things just be *nice*? Well, because unfortunately, people feel things, darling. Even you. Even though you’d so badly like to be rational. People feel things and they feel them *so* hard and *so* loud—who could even imagine the noise? You couldn’t have, you could never have braced for it before going into the storm, couldn’t have understood. So much katzenjammer, such cacophony in this life—and you’ve been holding everything up for *so long*; you just want to rest. You need to rest. You *deserve* to rest, really, don’t you? And that hand reaching down is a chance off this rock, a chance somewhere else, maybe even somewhere sheltered from life’s storms a little. So you’ll do what’s necessary to get what you need. Flash a little, sparkle in the light, catch their eye, say what they want to hear. Twist your way in, make nice, make yourself at home. If you don’t, no one else will make a home for you. Then again, what if they would? Which of these obviously cursed items I found on Etsy are you and what does it say about you? brought to you by uQuiz

Your Result: crystal

Okay? Go off you funky intellectual. You are SO COOL. While crystals may be associated with psuedoscientific medicine, this is my quiz my rules and I hereby dub you not stupid. You have a rational head on your shoulders, and a really sharp mind. What sets you apart from other people is your incredible imagination, and the way you can romanticize life, while also seeing worldly things with a practical and remarkable clarity. Your complexity is your strength, your mind is a fascinating mix of artist and scholar. Which of these obviously cursed items I found on Etsy are you and what does it say about you? brought to you by uQuiz

Your Result: Trickster

Anansi the Spider, Turtle, Rumpelstiltskin-- if there's a con going, you're in on it! You're not necessarily malevolent, although you certainly can be. Sometimes your antics are selfish, sometimes they're a subtle way of speaking truth to power, and sometimes you're just trying to steal someone's baby for fun and profit. Either way, a good time will be had by some (you.) Which Fairytale Archetype Are You? brought to you by uQuiz

Your Result: smug con-artist

obsessed with characters who are smug, whose ego goes up to their eyeballs, who trick and steal and revel in the chaos they cause. eyes too big for their hands, on the lookout for no one but themself and whatever target they’ve set their eyes on for the moment. sexy also. i assign you a character type i like brought to you by uQuiz

Your Result: the original problem

you act like a second parent and try to act wiser than you are but in reality, you and the problem share a single, smooth, palm sized rock you both try to pass as a brain. you're sarcastic, and bode well with your wits. you are rough, not super rough in a way that inconveniences-- god knows you've already had your little bitch phase years ago --but you still make stupid decisions, and you tell yourself they are more logic based than they really are. you're incredibly protective of the problem child and you may have very brief, very rare moments of honesty where you might just word-vomit how much you care about them. you often stress hard with self-doubt about your level of good, especially when you get mean. and you never really do get mean, but you say things where you know they sting because you've always been a little better at reading other people than anyone else. you don't have a hard time apologizing, but it's not like doubt really ends there. you are a good person, stop trying to take on so much responsibility. what position do you fulfill in a found family? brought to you by uQuiz

Your Result: the hermit who helps

at first, you were a resource for the established characters to turn to, but you quickly began to steal the show due to your personality, your usefulness, or your inherently interesting perspective on life. you were pretty much already able to provide for yourself, but the next thing you know, these people are growing on you. instead of asking favors, it becomes an invitation to socialize. you find yourself sticking around for no apparent reason other than you like it here. the people are fun to watch, if nothing else, but ultimately they're just--oh no. oh no, you care about them. you always thought you stayed away from this "relationship" stuff for a reason. it gets messy and isn't worth it unless it really works. for some reason, this group really works. these weirdos are now your weirdos, and if anything happens to them, there will be hell to pay. you were basically already looking after them before this, after all. welcome to the family, hermit. what's your role in a found family dynamic? brought to you by uQuiz

Your Result: the magician

well, arent you detached from reality. i dont mean in a delusional sense, i mean you purposefully distance yourself from everything and everyone. you have people you're close to, of course, but they're always kept at arms length. you're incredibly driven though, achieving your goals is extremely important to you. you feel trapped in the life you have now, it's not enough for you. you need more, always more. you are so hungry, and if you’re not careful, you’ll only end up consuming yourself. what’s your literary archetype? brought to you by uQuiz

Your Result: disillusionment arc

it's hard to imagine yourself when you were young. maybe you were meant to be a hero; maybe you could have been, in another world, but this world only made you sad. there seemed to be too many problems to fix and too much cruelty and too many hard lines that you did not know how to soften. the world turns and it is bloody and hard and you sit on your bed, thinking about the blood and the hardness and all you failed to do. i know it feels like you could sleep until the end of time, but i hope you don't. i hope you lift yourself out of bed one day, not to save the world, but to peel an orange and to walk in a forest; to find all the softness you could not create. answer some questions and i'll give you a character arc brought to you by uQuiz

Your Result: holding your breath until you get to your room so no one sees you cry

If you got this, its likely you didn't have a happy/memorable(in a good way) childhood. The feeling you embody is that of the strain in your throat as you try to hold back tears. You desperately try to keep your breathing normal, breathe in short and deep, breathe out long and shallow. You blink and will your tears back but you can't help your eyes leaking. You must not let anyone see you cry. Your jaw clenched tight, you walk as casually as you can to a private place and as soon as you close the door, quietly, your face tightens up and you let the tears stream down your cheeks. Quiet though, no one can know. Breathe. Your face is tender from wiping your tears and your eyes feel swollen. Breathe. You know that feeling of wishing more than anything that you could just disappear better than most. You've carried a weight because of this all your life like a shadow, it's just part of you and it always has been. You trust few people but on the inside crave love and understanding. You've worn many masks throughout your life, protecting yourself even in safe spaces, just in case. It's okay my friend, you will see through your journey valiantly. Breathe. What kind childhood memory(feeling) are you? brought to you by uQuiz