#{ THANK U ALL I WILL ANSWER ALL THE BIRTHDAY WISHES IM JUST *EXPLODE* }

[oflostinfound]

HELP-

[alwritey-aphrodite]

AHHH POOKIE IM SO EXCITED FOR THE SUMMER EVENT AHH WOOP WOOP!!!

could I please request wildflowers with our boy sejanus <333 thank you 💐🌻����🌹

ps: life update for u- im doing one of those cakes where you put all your celebrity crushes on it for my birthday and sejanus is right in the middle next to TASM!peter😋 just made me think of youu ❤️❤️

AHHHH IVE ALWAYS WANTED TO DO ONE OF THOSE CAKES!!!! and the fact that you thought of me?!?!!?! im going to cry i love you so much

2024 Summer Blurbs

Memories have a strange way of creeping up on you, of receding before trickling forward until they can no longer be ignored, until all you can think about is some inconsequential thing you’d thought you’d long since forgotten. The things you wished you could remember, the color of your father’s eyes and the sound of your mother’s voice, disappear in the blink of an eye but the little moments seems to stick around, your mother’s favorite flowers and your father’s habit of snoring.

It hurts when the big things start to fade, and you know you’re not alone in this, the rainbow dress tucked safely under Lucy Gray’s bed a testament to her own desires and desperation, but you have no physical reminders to keep your parents whole, left only with what’s left in your mind. Talking about them seems to help, bringing them up as if they’ve just gone on a trip and haven’t been gone for most of your life, trying your hardest to remember their faces.

“These were my mother’s favorite flowers,” you say, brushing your fingertips gently along the petals the same way you’d brush your mother’s hair out of her eyes.

“They’re beautiful,” Sejanus replies, leaning around you so he can really see them, speaking from his heart instead of throwing out some generic answer.

The two of you have been spending an awful lot of time together lately, doing anything and everything just to see each other for a moment. Most of your time together is spent in the woods, finding clearings to lounge around in for a few hours or making trips to the lake on days where the heat gets too much. It really doesn’t matter what you do or what you talk about, you just like being with him, you just want to be with him as much as you possibly can.

Conversations shift and change and soon the sun is sitting and Sejanus is brushing the dirt from his pants, extending a hand out to help you from the forest floor. Just touching him sends shockwaves through you, and you want to keep his hand in yours forever. Much to your dismay, though, he drops your hand to pick up the bag you’d brought, slinging it over his shoulder and looking to you with a little smile as if to say he’s taken care of everything, and you can lead him home now.

You can’t stop thinking about holding his hand the entire trek back to your house, so you’re feeling extra bold when he hands your bag back outside of your front door and you plant a kiss on his cheek, turning inside before you can see his reaction.

The next morning when you step outside to work in the small garden you and Lucy Gray had started, you almost trip on something placed right in front of the door. It’s a bundle of flowers, and after picking it up to inspect it, a smile grows on your face that you’re a little worried is going to become permanent from how unbelievably happy you feel.

It’s all wildflowers, all shapes and sizes and colors, but the flowers in the middle, the flowers that make up most of the simple bouquet, are the ones you’d told Sejanus were the favorite of your mother. You feel like you’d going to explode into a million tiny pieces, your body working into overdrive as you try and deal with the beautiful gift in your hand, and as you fill up a small cup with water to keep your present alive for as long as possible, you wonder about when Sejanus had gone back to pick the flowers.

It had to have been late last night after he’d dropped you off or early this morning, and that thought makes you giddy all over again. Most of your day is spent just staring at the flowers placed on your table and grinning, wondering about how you can return the favor.

[yuissamidare]

have you read the last drk volume yet? idk if you read japanese well or not but itd be cool if you could spoil the ending :3c

i haven’t finished it, bc i was going reread from the beginning but i took a look at the ending for you. im glad i did. yui’s birthday is august 31st, which is Independence Day in my country. she’s a virgo. ive been wanting that info since 2013. drk ending spoilers under the cut

yui, as theorized from the start, died. she was killed in an explosion in the Sirius observatory where her and kirigiri first met, and that’s also how kirigiri hurts her hands. some of yuis final thoughts were that she wishes that she could’ve been better, lived a life without making mistake — that she were a talented detective instead of just some normal stupid high school girl. she could’ve been able to protect kirigiri. in the end, yui thinks, i couldn’t protect a single thing.

kirigiri begs yui to stay with her, to live, that kirigiris going to make sure she’s going home alive, hold on, pull yourself together, please, but yui accepts her fate, and thanks kirigiri. her last words are her apologizing for treating her like a criminal and asking how she could make it up to her because at this rate she’ll..... and her last thoughts are about kirigiri too:

you were right all along, so stand proud. oh, cherry blossom petals. they’re beautiful, aren’t they, kirigiri-chan? you’re very.......

samidare yui dies.

kyouko kirigiri wakes up in a hospital bed with ruined hands, she wants to see yui. she ends up meeting salvador, and the girls from the saint annes academy, tsukiyo and nazuna from the libra girls academy case that was in vol 4 & 5 I believe?? (check jess’ blog bc I’m still working through them) because they also knew yui. salvador goes over her injuries—hypothermia, severe burns on her hands—and says it’s a miracle she survived 

“and what about yui-oneesama?” kirigiri asked. those were the first words she spoke in that hospital.

“about her...” yadorigi turned away, and the time he spent grasping for words was more than enough of an answer. kirigiri could easily guess what came next: “It was too late for her.”

“i see...”

kirigiri turned to face the curtain, and her reaction baffled the girls and tsukiyo who was with salvador. why the fuck wasn’t kirigiri crying?! she loved yui, didn’t she? they were friends right?! where was kirigiris heart?! don’t you pity her at the very least?! are you even human?! such and such. salvador tells her to cut it out. though even though kirigiri didn’t outwardly emote, she was doing her thing compartmentalizing her emotions unhealthily which was the family way u know.

in the end, tsukiyo weeps all by herself, and nazuna holds onto her. meanwhile kirigiris low key having a crisis

even still, am i detective? kirigiri asked herself. is she willing to die as a detective? she’s not a detective for the sake of helping other people, that’s just how she was bred and raised. however, the days spent by yuis side taught her that even she could feel helpless — she thought she was proud to be born as a detective, but maybe she was just clinging onto that to compensate for something else. in the end, there’s no one to protect her, and no one, not even she herself, could save the the person dearest to her.

salvador starts talking about the committee and shinsen will being passed along to new people. they need her help. but kirigiri’s angsting really really hard and says no. in her own words: 今さら自分に何ができるというの。霧切響子はもう死んだ。あの日、彼女と一緒に。

but what can she do now, on her own? kirigiri kyouko has already died. she died that day, together with her (yui).

so yeah she’s having an awful time. and she gets discharged when the cherry blossoms start falling and covering the dreary snow. neat! the irony! she goes back to Sirius bc there was a crossbow missing from the scene, and she won’t rest until this one incident is solved. shen then figures out who fucked her and yui over so bad. it could only be him, it could only be shinsen fucking mikado.

we then learn her grandpa was detained bc he was a suspect in shinsens murder, and she talked to him about yui. kirigiri gets upgraded to dsc 910. she finally has a 0 on her card like she always wanted... she can’t feel happy about it. this number doesn’t mean anything to her, anymore.

she gets a letter from yui, that she wrote in case she died first. talking about how she knew one day that she couldn’t be there for her forever, but she hoped she could take some of kirigiris burdens from her, or maybe she just made everything worse. yui had her own baggage, and couldn’t support her properly, but yui knows one day she’ll have people who love and support her like yui did, like she wanted to. she tells her to take breaks and to take care of herself — yui says she’s knows she’s more trouble than she’s worth, so thank you for sticking with her kirigiri-chan. and goodbye.

she remembers a conversation she had with salvador—yui saved her, and now she’s gone . like all the times before that, yui used her body to cover her so she wouldn’t freeze to death after the building exploded, and kirigiri couldn’t help her.

“hey, kirigiri-chan, did I take some of that weight off your shoulders?”

everything is silent. no cars on the road, no sound. 

kirigiri loses her shit, she breaks down completely despite trying so hard to suppress her feelings.

emotions are not needed when it comes to detectives... she’s been following that adage all her life, so why is it so hard to follow now? why can’t she stop tearing up? she’s ruining her bandages with how much she’s scrubbing her eyes from crying. finally she just falls to her knees and wails. she’s sorry, she’s so sorry yui-oneesama. she keeps calling her name, willing her to just pop in right next to her, because she knows she just needs to call her name, and yui will trip over herself to come to help her. yui-oneesama will definitely come save her. big sis yui. big sis yui....

so she’s not okay! and I’m not ok. I am crying. there’s a time skip where kirigiri goes to yuis hometown to visit her grave. she’s happy to see that other people gave her offerings too, she sets flowers down and prays, and asks her to keep watching over her. 

She calls salvador and agrees to help. years pass and she goes to hopes peak. naegi finds her dsc after she dropped it, bc he was looking for something sakura threw. naegis like wtf is this also are u on a job how old were u when u started being a detective and kirigiris like UGHHHH go away but then she’s like... hmmm whomst is this little twink 

the last lines of the book are “fine then, let’s have a chat, naegi-kun.”

[starkerforlife6969]

Replying to anonymous messages! As usual, no prompts will be filled here! Just me replying to some love whilst not spamming anyone MWAH x 

1) Omg so I have an idea for the mafia!Tony au with bodyguards!Steve and Bucky etc and I was thinking what if Tony totally makes out that hes the Big Boss™ in front of everyone but Peter, Steve and Bucky know better coz in the bedroom Tony totally loves it when Steve and Bucky top him and for his birthday he got dicked down by Steve and Bucky while little Peter rode his dick to oblivion

that is a gorgeous idea you gem, but unfortunately i don’t write bottom Tony :(( I’m so sorry! My writing skills are just not versatile enough! While I’d love to read it, I couldn’t write it well enough :(( Please love me anyway! 

2) OMG THAT LOUNGE SINGER PETER FIC IS SOOOO GOOD ITS EVERYTHING IVE EVER WANTED PLEASE TELL ME WE’LL SEE MORE OF IT.... ALSO SUPERSIZE ME IS AMAZING AND NO PRESSURE OBVIOUSLY BUT ARE U CONTINUING IT? LUV U

I AM GOING TO CONTINUE IT YOU UTTER UTTER GEM!!!! Aahhhhh!!! Supersize me will get continued...eventually. I wish I could say when but I’m so swamped at uni at the moment and any spare moment I have I spend usually writing for tumblr! :( I WILL get back to it though, that’s a promise I’m making you and myself! 

3) Can I ask who the piano player is? Love your blog btw

Hahahah, that’s a great question and I have zero answer for it. Maybe Bucky?? He strikes me as a really good piano player. Surly disposition, heart full of gold and music. 

4) Holy shit I would die for a sequel to the mob and singer post one day that was amaxing

THERE WILL BE ONE, GORGEOUS! 

5) P-Please sir, may we have some more?? Like CHRIST that one shot was hot 😩 mob boss Tony is so peng

Hahaha, there will be more, with actual smut this time ;) 

6) Wow, the way you write dark, possessive, mob/mafia boss Tony is soo unbelievably hot and amazing! You're definitely one, if not THE best fanfic writer out there! ❤ although I have to say that you're a little tease to end your latest fic before they had sex, I would just love to read that! 😍😁

hahaha I am a tease, and like I said to 5) there will be a sequel WITH actual smut hahahaha! Love you gorgeous! and oh my goodness I'm all red with your compliments, my head will explode. Flattery will get you everywhere! x

7) Hi I hope you're doing well, just wondering, would you ever consider writing a part 2 to your Alpha steve x Omega peter college AU? It was seriously so amazing xx

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR LIKING THAT AU! It’s one of my favourites and I definitely, definitely plan on getting back to it. Rn I'm obsessed with starker, but spider shield will come back to me soon and as soon as it does- Im there! 

8) @betty-bloom “How are Omegas raised in The Green? Also, who are the other omegas with their Alphas? And thank you for adding me in the tag! I appreciate it a lot! It’s wonderful!”

Oh my goodness, you are too sweet. Haha and what fabulous questions! I’ll definitely have to do either a back in time one, or where they go and visit some of peter’s friends because right now, I just have a vague lil idea. Like a sweet little home for these omegas, very posh and proper teaching them how to behave and how to bake/garden with lots of rec time. Very soft and sunshine based, I think. 

9) what are the "bookmarks" in ao3 for? ://

Good question! I’ll explain the best way I know. So, you can bookmark a story to save it- when I finish an amazing story I bookmark it and add a little note like “holy shit this is so good read it again” so on days when I wanna read, instead of searching for a new story, I can go through my bookmark list. You can also bookmark a story when you’re only part of the way through and add a note like “chapter 4″ so you can remember where you were and easily find the story again.    People can also search through other people’s bookmarks. For example, If i read an author’s story and it’s so good and they don’t have any more (sad face) I go onto their bookmarks because most of the time, people like stuff similar to what they read- so if this author has bookmarked stories, chances are I’ll like them too! Not always, mind you, but a lot of the time this is a great way for finding new stories!    You can also add your own tags, for example if you didn’t think the author tagged it the way you would have.   And in case I did a horrible job (I think i did hahaha) here’s the link to ao3 explaining. Hope this helps!!! 

10) love your mafia au! would you ever consider doing an installment where peter gets seriously hurt and the boys freak out?

WOULD I?!?!?! GIRL IT’S ALREADY IN THE WORKS YOU GEM. 

11) Hey bb!!! I was wondering if ur still planning on updating the super size me story and also what does the title mean?

*sobs* I will update it I promise!!! I just have no idea when! As for the title um that’s a great question, I guess I thought i was being hilarious but I’m really not. It’s what I say whenever i get a cheat day and order fast food or want an extra large cup of coffee, I always say “super size me plz”, but i thought it could work like- supers...superpowers...big dicks...size kink...am i weird? I think so. HOPE THIS HELPED I LOVE YOU. 

12) Please more mafia!!! Its so great and it honestly got me back into fanfiction lol. Your an Amazing writer like ahhhhh

Wooo! Had to sit down after this one, *hot flush* alert thank you so much you gorgeous beast! I will write more, don’t worry! I don’t think I can ever give that au up hahaha x

13) Can you do more fairy Peter? Because I honestly live for it❤

CAN ?!?!? YES YES I WILL! thank you so much for liking it, honestly it’s gearing up to me my favourite au and i wanna do loooaaddsss. I just need ideas!!!

14) fairy peter part 2 pretty please? I love your writing and you inspire me so much, thank you 💙

Hello blue heart, you are a gem and I love you and I promise more fairy peter is coming! xxx

15) Hi! Do you take prompts? Because I have lots of ideas and I love how you write ❤

YES I DO TAKE PROMPTS AND I WANT THEM ALL GIVE THEM TO ME! Sometimes it’ll take me literally forever to write them, other times they could come the next day, it’s just what takes my fancy, you know? BUT I’D BE SO HAPPY IF YOU GAVE ME SOME! 

16) @idksrerek Just wanted to let you know I adore your writing!! Hope you have a fantastic day :)

oh my goodness this is too sweet i cannot deal with it. thank you so much i HOPE YOU HAVE A FANTASTIC DAY TOO 

17) your blog is literally perfect ❤️❤️❤️

fdbhfkbfeqjkqeq I DO NOT DESERVE YOU OH MY GOSH AHHHHH IM SCREAMING thank you so much this made my day. 

18) I check ur blog like every day and I screamed when part 5 of the mafia au came up LOL thank u

you are the sweetest thing in the whole entire world! i can’t wait to make like 100 parts for that au. 

19) Part 2 of Alpha Steve and Omega Peter college au? I need it

it’s coming i promise!!!!

20) Omg I’m kinda like DYING for a sequel to the Harley!Peter prison Drabble if you ever get around to it! 

THERE WILL BE I LOVE THIS AU AND IM SO GLAD YOU DO TOO! 

[theroyallmess]

85 questions 💌

rules: answer these 85 statements about yourself, then tag 20 people

i was tagged by @taemsgirl thank u!!! 💖

last

1. drink - tea

2. phone call - my health insurance company lmao 

3. text message - mum

4. song you listened to - couch by eves karydas

5. time you cried - tuesday bc that was the last time i’d see my brother before i move

ever

6. dated someone twice? - no

7. kissed someone and regretted it - no

8. been cheated on - no

9. lost someone special - no

10. been depressed - yes

11. gotten drunk and thrown up - no i dont drink lol

fave colours

12. purple

13. green

14. light pink

in the last year have you…

15. made new friends - yes thank goodness

16. fallen out of love - no

17. laughed until you cried - yes

18. found out someone was talking about you - no but im paranoid someone always is

19. met someone who changed you - yes

20. found out who your friends are - yes

21. kissed someone on your facebook friends list - no

general

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know irl - all of them except like.. two people 

23. do you have any pets - a dog and he’s the love of my life 

24. do you want to change your name - nope

25. what did you do for your last birthday - nothing i stayed home all day

26. what time did you wake up today - like.. 8am or something

27. what were you doing at midnight last night - watching once upon a time lol

28. what is something you can’t wait for - i’m moving to london in two days, going to scotland in a week and i’m seeing heathers in london next month!!

30. what are you listening to right now - there for you by eves karydas

31. have you ever talked to a person named tom - yes my brother’s name is tom

32. something that gets on your nerves - rudeness in general

33. most visited website - tumblr

34. hair color - brown

35. long or short hair - like.. medium length?

36. do you have a crush on someone - yes 😫

37. what do you like about yourself - i’m nice to everyone

38. want any piercings? - i want to get my ears pierced because i’ve NEVER done it and like.. it’s time i should lol

39. blood type - i have NO idea omg

40. nicknames - steph is my only nickname lol

41. relationship status - single

42. zodiac - aquarius

43. pronouns - she/her

44. fave tv shows - the vampire diaries, reign, outlander

45. tattoos - i have none

46. right or left handed - left

47. ever had surgery - ya i had emergency surgery when i was 9 bc my appendix exploded 

48. piercings - none

49. sport - i used to be so sporty i played field hockey, soccer and swimming and i kinda wish i didn’t stop bc i’m so unfit lol

50. vacation - i have a week in scotland starting next week!

51. trainers - my black vans and my black nike sneakers

more general

52. eating - this is too general omg i just had a greek salad??

53. drinking - water

54. i’m about to watch - i need to finish once upon a time i’m nearly done

55. waiting for - my flight on sunday!

56. want - sunday to come

57. get married - yes one day hopefully

58. career - primary teacher!

which is better

59. hugs or kisses - idk

60. lips or eyes - eyes

61. shorter or taller - taller

62. older or younger - i don’t care as long as it’s not too young

63. nice arms or stomach - arms

64. hookup or relationship -  relationship

65. troublemaker or hesitant - hesitant i’m too scared to do anything wrong lol

have you ever

66. kissed a stranger - no

67. drank hard liquor - no

68. lost glasses - surprisingly no

69. turned someone down - yes

70. sex on first date - no

71. broken someone’s heart - no

72. had your heart broken - no

73. been arrested - no

74. cried when someone died - yes

75. fallen for a friend - no

do you believe in

76. yourself - rarely

77. miracles - yes

78. love at first sight - i would like to think so

79. santa claus - no

80. kiss on a first date - maybe idk

81. angels - not really

other

82. best friend’s name - don’t have one lol

83. eye color - brown

84. fave movie - anastasia

85. fave actor - i don’t really have one?? sry lol

i’m not tagging anyone bc idk who to tag but if you’ve made it this far consider yourself TAGGED!!

[franeridart]

I'm so glad Kirishima is getting so much spotlight, he really deserves it!!!! And it looks like hes gonna get more, since hes in the main group along with Deku, Uraraka and Tsuyu. I;m so hyped!!!

Honestly!!!!!!!!!!! That’s one interesting group tbh, Kirishima and Tsuyu’s interactions are always incredibly adorable to watch and seeing Kirishima interact for so long with pure and good people is gonna be hard on my heart (I mean, you know I’m 100% a bakusquad fan but they’re all at least in part assholes and Kiri fits with them just right, he can be just like Sero and Kaminari and I love it, but then his interactions with Amajiki have been so pure can you imagine an arc filled with that I’m already crying)

I just hope my other faves won’t completely disappear through this arc haha sigh

Anon said: So which Kacchan quote do you like best "Die your bacteria fucks, dieee!" or "BRING YOUR DAMN TRASH TO ME"?

LMAO SORRY ANON BUT MY FAVE GOTTA BE

WHAT A GODDAMN DISASTER THIS BOY IS

Anon said:there's a terushima week. thought i might tell you bc i miss you drawing him ;3; might wanna join? :3

Anon said:Terushima week is this next week! (@terushimaweek) Might we maaaybe see some cute lil bokuroterus sometime soon? ;)

As I’ve already said, sadly I’ve found out about this too late to be part of it - I’m not completely ruling out the possibility of doodling something one of the days, but I didn’t have the time to plan anything and I’m still in the middle of working things through with the bakushima week and bakugou’s birthday so I don’t know - they 19th is Teru’s birthday so maybe I’ll draw something for it, but it’s also a super busy day for me so it really depends on how soon I’ll be able to finish everything else I’m working on orz I’m sorry guys I seriously had no clue about this till, like, five days ago o

Anon said: What are your thoughts on KiriDeku b/c I'm not even that into it but as soon as I saw art I was like "OMFG I DIDN'T KNOW ANYTHING SO PURE CHOULD EVER EXIST!!!" My following thought was that'd you may have something interesting to say (as you always do, I luv it), so here I am 😁 Also, I love the blog, your amazing art, and you!! I truly appreciate all you do ❤️❤️

Awwww thank you!!! And I dunno, as things are now my opinion on a possible ship might change soon enough because it looks like their interactions amount is about to skyrocket, so anything I say right now is just a temporary answer? But generally I find their friendship incredibly adorable, though as of now I don’t think I can see anything romantic between the two... mostly because even though I’ve seen them being friendly and supportive of each other I don’t think I’ve ever seen them actually connect over anything that wasn’t Bakugou?? Being friendly and supportive is just how they both are with everyone, before I can say I ship them I’m gonna need something more singular to their relationship

I might be totally biased here considering where my main shipping lies, though haha

Anon said:HOSHIHINA!!!! YESSSSS!!!! PLEASE!!!!!! I think this is like.... my new OTP or well... a new OTP that I will gratefully put on the shelf next to all my other children in love!! oh yeah and THANK YOU for introducing me to both BNHA and d grey man! I'M IN LOVE!!! oH and YOUR ART IS AMAZING!!! KEEP IT UP!! I WILL GRATEFULLY SWALLOW UP ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING YOU POST IT'S AMAZING!!! YOUR OC'S TOO!!! Have a nice day!!

So much!!! HYPE in this ask!!!!! I LOVE IT!!!!! Oh my gosh!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you so much for EVERYTHING anon I hope you’ll have the best day!!!!!! *O* And I’m SUPER GLAD you gave dgm and bnha a try!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anon said:Aww the kiss. I know you posted it the other day, but it wouldn't load on my tablet. They're so cute, those two. 💜✌

*lays down forever* they are aren’t they those pure idiots !!!!

Anon said:I'm laughing so hard. Literally everyone that read the new chapter was like expectation vs reality. I love my idiots. Also yas to HoshiHina

HoshiHina is an A+ ship with A+ potential and I think I’m being slowly but surely swallowed by it - then again, what Hinata ship don’t I ship even ??? the mysteries

Anon said:To answer you question on what cheese sticks are, they're this disgusting processed cheese stick, also known as string cheese, and it's p much what it is, cheese in the form of a small stick that you can pull apart into strings and eat like that! (as you may have noticed, I'm not a fan hah) ((I don't know if you know the artist mookie, but she made a comic about bokuto eating a cheesestick whole before)

Anon said: cheese sticks = string cheese? D: they are delicious i promise

I’m seeing conflicting reports here (lol) but yes this might be a problem for me only because as I said I’m Italian but what I’m failing to see here is what kind of cheese are these things supposed to be ???

Anon said:Are you into Kuroken?

Only as very good friends, I don’t ship it romantically at all

Anon said:I love your bakushimas, SO SO SO MUCH. God, and with the latest chapter, I just can't wait for more interactions with them. God, seeing as I think Kirishima was filmed by the people that were there, I want to see Bakugou's reaction to his new move.

This took me long enough to answer that we now know Baku’s reaction was total and utter envy at how popular Kiri is LMAO - but yeah I still think Baku already knew about Kiri’s new move! After all he most probably came up with it as they trained for the license exam and I can’t believe he wouldn’t test it against Bakugou to make sure he actually turns unbreakable? Also proud-of-himself Kiri yelling at the squad to check out his new move is too much of a good image I can’t let that one go hahaha

Anon said:I started following you for Haikyuu but started boku no hero academia in order to understand what your other drawings were so I thank you (and blame you) for getting me hooked on another anime and manga :)

I’m!!!!!! HAPPY you ended up liking it???!!!! *O*

Anon said:I just wanted to tell you that you're my most fave artist here in tumblr istg i go to your page everyday just to go back at the fanart you drew if you didn't have any new, but when u have, my heart just swells and i fuss over it. God bless you because you opened my eyes for bakushimanari when i was just kiribaku back then.. God i love denki sfm right now bc of you, im sad bkk week is over though ahh and laven. Jfc i love your laven pls draw them more if u can 😘 i hope you'll have a great day!!

Don’t!!!! worry anon Laven has been my #1 otp since I was sixteen at this point it’s just not gonna leave me ever, I’ll definitely draw more of it in the future! And thank you??? so much?????? Oh man!!!!!

Anon said:Everyone in class 1-A: *trains as if they're gonna be in a battle royal and need to (literally) slaughter the competition* Competition: OBSTACLE RACE YAY

Well, the anime did change the training scenes a lot lol but LMAO anon they’re highschoolers what were you expecting hahahahaha it’s already savage enough as it is, I assure you lol

Anon said:Hi hello yes are you up for some angsty stuff because my brain turns even the sweetest moment to that, like what if kaminari saw bakushima's first kiss and he becomes so sad b/c he crushes on them both but he pretends not to and starts teasing 'em like a true bro while hiding his feelings and idk it's only if you want but yeah, how's your day been?

..........I would lie if I said I didn’t think about this while drawing that kiss R I P my multishipper heart is gonna kill me BUT IT’S OKAY I’m not one for unhappy endings so consider this - Denki sees them kiss, since he’s best bro and both Kirishima and Bakugou tend to wear their hearts on their sleeves he already knew this was gonna happen so he’s like, sad but resigned it hurts and he wishes he didn’t have to see it but he loves them both so much that he can’t help but being happy for how happy they are at the same time too (sure, being part of that happiness would be a dream coming true, but he’s used to never coming first he can deal with this hahahahaha r i p)

Meanwhile a bit after the kiss once Kiri is a hundred per cent sure Bakugou isn’t going to explode his head off if he mentions his very huge crush on Kaminari he does and Bakugou’s like, shit, it’s not like he’d mind it because Kaminari is, well, he’s Kaminari and Bakugou isn’t sure why but he’s comfortable to be around and easy to talk to and he’s stupidly pretty and like, yeah, okay, he might be into him too, maybe, he isn’t admitting anything here (not like he needs to, as stated already he’s pretty easy to read), but Kaminari’s also the no homo type of het so it’s not like they can do much about this threeway crush or whatever, and Kirishima’s like sure, I know, I just wanted to be open about this to avoid trouble, which is very sensible and will cut us on a lot of miscommunication angst this is getting out of hand let’s skip ahead I always forget how much fun I have writing this kind of bullshit

For however much Kaminari swore he could deal with it and how much he’s actually managing to deal with it he’s also the same brand of open book Baku and Kiri are and while it was easy to act like friends with no romantic feelings when everyone was doing the same, trying to hide from Bakugou and Kirishima while they’re openly in a relationship turns out to be more or less impossible, mostly because he can’t seem to avoid the longing stares and sad smiles and the I have to go I just remembered I have a thing to do bye’s when it becomes too much, and Kirishima might not be the brightest but he’s perfectly in tune with everyone’s feelings and Bakugou might stomp on people’s feelings more often than not but he is the brightest which means they notice and they’re like god fucking damn it - Bakugou in nature isn’t one to talk about problems until they burst out in fits of anger, but thank god he’s got Kirishima right there and they might not be 100% sure they got the reason for Kaminari’s weirdness right but they’re exasperated and they at least want their friend to stop being weird and avoiding them, they miss him (and Kaminari seriously misses them too he feels so stupid for how big of a deal he’s turning this into) SO they corner him and talk it out cause I’m a slut for open and honest communication and Kaminari straight out starts crying from happiness and relief before they’re even done talking and Kirishima starts crying right after him because sympathetic crier supreme and Bakugou’s like you know what I changed my mind fuck both of you emotional disasters I’m out

(spoiler he isn’t really)

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The Dim Sunshine

HAAAAAAPPY belated BIRTHDAY @asthenicia !!!!! of course im always late with my gifts coz of who i am as a person lmao I WISH YOU HAPPINESS AND PROSPERITY IN YOUR LIFE!! thank you for being my friend and for filling my life with smiles and laughter. may one day we get to meet so i can squish u to death with my hugs. xoxo lov u :3c

 Once upon a time, there was a happy family.  There was a jolly man, though his bliss was a creepy contrast to his love for death. He smiled often, laughed daily, always inflicted joy and caution wherever he stood. His skill for dark magic was unlike any other. His love for the undead and all that was unholy struck fear even in the boldest. He was quite a frail man, but his lack of strength was compensated by his terrible talent of the otherworldly. He held love for many things, both disgusting and disturbing, but there was one where he held the highest form of love.  There was a breath-taking woman, though her love for dancing contradicted terribly with her crippling stage fright. She blushed often, stuttered daily, always instilled amusement and serenity in her presence. Her skill for dancing was unlike any other.  Her skill in battling struck bafflement and awe to enemies and allies alike. Despite the immense talent, her love for performance, her love for entertaining people remained true to her heart. She was a beautiful woman. A dazzling dancer. Even with her timid personality, she never shied away from danger or person’s call for help. Her heart, just as her face, was as angelic as her. She held love for many things, and was loved by everyone else.  But, in the end, her pure heart fell madly in love with the man whose heart could no longer be considered human.  However, just as she had fallen in love with him, the man soon realized that he too had a heart as well – that he too had a chance to obtain the happiness he so long had given up.

---  In love they found it in themselves. In happiness they achieved by being with each other. His smile and laughter became more genuine. Her smile and laughter became even lovelier. As the years go by in the war, they stuck by each other, were there for one another. As he once warned her, his love truly was terrifying, baffling, sometimes suffocating even. He didn’t wish to let her go. He didn’t wish to let this glint of happiness to slither out of his grasp. He loved her so much, too much, that even the mere thought of living a life without her left him choking for air.  She knew this about him. She knew about his troubled past. She knew their relationship would have obstacles and challenges, even if some of them did come from himself. She knew he was passionate, horrifyingly passionate, and he would anything in his power to keep her close to him – even if it meant taking their lives together.  She knew. She knew about all this and it would be blatant lie to say if she wasn’t terrified in the least.  And yet, she stayed by his side and loved him sincerely.  She knew he loved her, truly and honestly. She knew he tried his best to make her happy just as how she gave life and joy in his once miserable life. She knew he was a bit – breathlessly, actually – clingy, but still respected her greatly when she asked for it. In time, he always knew how to make her laugh. In time, he always knew what to say and do in order to rid her of her stage fright. She was thankful for him in her life. And, in truth, even the thought of living without him pricked painful shivers in her smooth skin.  She loved him. He loved her.  And with this genuine love came born a beautiful, beautiful child.  “Welcome to this world,” Olivia cooed lovingly, tears still trickling down flushed cheeks and lips bubbling a weak laugh at the feel of Henry’s kisses on her sweaty forehead, “our dear, dear, Inigo.” ---  The child grew up wonderfully and happily.  He was the mere definition of bliss. His smile was as radiant as the sun. His laugh was as melodious as bells. Rosy red usually splashed his smooth, soft cheeks. His hair was fluffy, soft, as white as the first snow of winter. He was a bundle of joy, a beaming sunshine, a cause of bliss and laughter to many people around. Though voice was rarely heard due to his crippling shyness, everyone loved him, cherished him, wanted to pamper him endlessly just so they could see the adorable shade of crimson in his plump cheeks.  He had his father’s smile. He had his mother’s eyes. He had his father’s pure white hair. He had his mother’s passionate love for dancing. Inigo was the perfect mixture of his parents. Although he rarely talked much in his youth, he laughed and smiled easily to the people he was closest to. He often clutched his mother’s leg when visitors came to visit. He often hid in his father’s robe when they went to town.  Inigo, like his father, was quite the clingy boy. However, he was still just as timid like his mother, often shirked away instead of approaching someone he so dearly wanted to be with at that time. Despite everything, he would always be noticed in the end, would always be lavishly spoiled by the undying love and attention from his parents.  Inigo was loved and pampered throughout his childhood.  And for that, he grew up to be such a loving, optimistic boy. ---  “You’re doing great, darling!” Olivia cheered every time Inigo did a spin.  “Oh, that was a wonderful bounce!” Olivia clapped every time Inigo hopped just an inch off the ground.  Elated by the incoming praises, the young boy twirled and jumped again. His smile never faded from the moment he spent time with his mother, Inigo then stretched his arms to the side, head cocked slightly with a sight of a smile that rivalled the sun above.  To see his mother’s laugh, to see his mother’s smile, he could feel pride and joy bursting so madly that he thought his head was about to explode.  He didn’t mind that, actually. If anything, he was beyond thrilled to feel such a way if it meant getting to see his mother’s happiness. ---  “Look at you, you amazing snowflake!” Henry awed every time Inigo swished his arms to the side.  “Wah! This is some super great magic!” Henry clapped zestfully every time Inigo huffed out a short, squeaky ‘hah!’  Thrilled by the countless praises, the young boy spread his arms before giving one huge clap. By his signal, the wind whooshed swiftly towards the grinning father. Laughter then burst from such soft, pinks lips once he saw Henry’s hair was now a frizzled mess.  To hear his son’s laughter, to see his son’s smile, Henry could feel bliss and gratefulness overwhelming his entire being.  He didn’t mind that. Hell, he loved feeling every moment of it even if it killed him. ---  The sky was getting darker each night.  Even if it was broad daylight, Inigo shivered fearfully at the gloom that haunted the sky above. They rarely went to the village nowadays. They rarely got out of the house even as the days passed. His parents were still by his side, but their smiles and laughter weren’t always present like before. Instead, they held frowns, scowls, even spat out sighs and grunts when they thought he couldn’t hear them.  He heard them, of course, and he was terrified.  When Inigo asked, the child would always get the same answers. “Everything is fine, Inigo.” They would reassure him. “Everything will be alright.” They would gently pat him on the back.  It was only when Inigo felt their bodies tremble faintly that he knew, he bitterly, woefully knew, everything wasn’t as fine as it used to be.  He was scared. He was terrified. Fear kept him awake at night. The sounds of the unwanted jabbed whimpers and sobs from the poor, helpless boy.  Sometimes, as he curled desperately in his parents’ tight embrace, Inigo wished dearly, deeply, that all of this would go away, that all of this was nothing but a mere dream and he would soon wake up happy and safe in his mother’s and father’s warm, loving hugs.  He wished and wished. Day and night. Constantly and endlessly. And especially in the nights where the moon and stars were swallowed by ghostly abyss. ---  But alas, as he grovelled silently in the rain with blood and flesh splattered disgusting before him, he was soon reminded that wishes were nothing but the cruel trick of the heart. ---  His optimism died along with his parents.  His smile and laughter were quickly replaced with trembling, broken shrieks.  His throat hurt. It hurt too much. It hurt just by breathing in the cold, piercing air. Tears were long gone from eyes that cracked veins from within. Cheeks were void of colour, instead hollow and pale like death had claimed him too. Both arms were limp. Both legs were sore. Only in the rain did he find shelter in an abandoned shed not far from their graves. And even then Inigo wouldn’t budge; he would rather sit between the wet, dug holes for countless of hours.  He hadn’t eaten anything for days. The only nourishment he’d gotten was from the rain that trickled poorly into his gaping, dry mouth. At times, Inigo wondered if the starvation would take him too. At times, he wondered if the nights he’d spent sprawling motionlessly between their graves would be the last night he had on this horrible, disgusting Earth.  He would love that. He would want that.  But alas, the Gods above really did hate him.  The soil was too wet, too cold as he laid on his back. Blank eyes stared at the dark sky above. The moon was absent again. The stars had been swallowed by some unholy demon. Both arms were spread to the side, the back of his hands pressed weakly atop the graves. The bags under his eyes forced him to close his eyes. The agonizingly painful wound in his stomach forced him to stifle a breath.  Ah, if only this was enough to take his life away.  His breathing, so weak and frail, slithered unevenly through his nostrils. Never bothered to open his eyes, Inigo slowly, feebly turned his hand around. Both palms pressed against the squishy, cold soil. Sharp, broken nails dug deep into the earth, clutching the disgusting dirt that brushed roughly against the open wounds in his palms.  He then felt cold drops poking his eyelids and forehead.  And yet, he didn’t move a muscle. ---  His father always advised him to never partake any dark magic.  Inigo did ask why before, but Henry only replied by saying, “It’s too dangerous for you, son. Dark magic can hurt you bad even if you use a bit of it.” Inigo then proceeded to cry since he knew about his father’s knack for the dark arts, but the sorcerer then laughed gleefully and comforted him with the words of, “Oh, I’m fine, though! Besides, I’m not hurt by it at all because the power from your and your mother’s love are enough to make me stronger to bear it!”  Inigo wondered if those words rang true.  He never expected to actually test it anytime soon.  It was one of those days where the sky had gloomed terribly as if the sun had long exploded. However, after what felt like forever, Inigo flinched terribly to hear growls and snarls from afar. After stumbling poorly out of the shed, the child actually, finally broke out a choked scream to see Risen approaching him.  Or rather, they were approaching their graves.  Panic.  Panic boiled deep in the poor child. His legs and knees wobbled pitifully until he dropped and kneeled on the doorway. His arms and hands were too frail, too weak to even grasp at anything. Hazel eyes were full and his irises shrunk. The Risen were closing in and he needed to get rid of them – fast.  But he was too weak.  He hadn’t eaten anything in weeks and his flesh felt as if it had dried and stuck terribly to his bones. But he needed to move. He needed to protect his parents. Although their bodies had rotted, although their scattered bones and torn flesh were buried deep inside the earth’s soil, it nauseated Inigo that those Risen would even think of walking on top of their graves so blindly.  But he was too weak.  Tears filled the corners of his eyes. Yellow teeth chattered roughly inside a twisted scowl. G-G…o… Words that were neither his parents’ names for once echoed in his brain. G-G…M-o…ve… He tried to stand up. He tried to wobble to his feet and reach for anything to swat the Risen away.  But he couldn’t. He couldn’t.  Still kneeling in the doorway, Inigo gasped and choked as if something had clutched his throat. Sw…Sw-ord… He remembered his mother’s weapon; trembling eyes gazed to the side. The sword was still there, still gleaming beautifully as if it had been bathed by moonlight. Inigo only needed to reach it, to clutch it, to wield it so he could protect them from such eerie beasts.  But he couldn’t. He couldn’t even move his arms.  Anger fuelled his once dead heart. Even if he could hold the sword, he was just one child. Even if he did have enough strength in the word, what would he do? There were five Risen about to head his way and Inigo would soon be dead by the time one had clawed its way into his skull.  Ah, he suddenly stopped, isn’t that…w-what I…want…?  Finally, the Gods above were granting his wish. Finally, he would soon meet his parents. Was that not what he asked for every single day? He had suffered long enough. He had seen more nightmares than a child could bear. Maybe, just maybe, the Gods were finally pitying him and giving him the chance to escape this pitiful world.  Finally…  Inigo only stared emptily at the sword a few feet away from him.  Finally…  He then robotically turned his gaze to the Risen that were a few steps away from their graves.  F-Fi… A single tear trickled down his pale, hollow cheek. Unaware that he had slid a few steps backwards, Inigo leaned weakly to what he soon realized was a small table near the door. Fi…n-nal…l-l-ly—  Thud.  The small table was fragile than expected, for his weight tipped it down, causing a thick book to fall right in front of him.  Softening his fall with his left elbow, Inigo gaped dumbly at the book. Its cover was black, shiny, smooth to the touch as if it was made from the finest leather. Dust poofed from the book, making the poor boy cough and wheeze until he finally threw up bits of water and saliva.  Tears now flushed in his eyes, Inigo brought one hand up and madly rubbed his eyes.  When vision slowly returned back to normal, Inigo gaped at the mysterious book in front of him.  It took him a few seconds, but he soon realized that it wasn’t any ordinary book.  It was his father’s tome.  “It’s too dangerous for you, son.”  His father’s words echoed hollowly in his mind. “Dark magic can hurt you bad even if you use a bit of it.” His father’s concern smile etched deeply in his brain.  He remembered the thrill he felt when using normal magic. He remembered the harmless surge of power that slithered inside him every time he conjured up a simple spell.  If those powers alone could affect him then, imagine what could happen if he used the spells of forbidden now?  “Besides, I’m not hurt by it at all,” His father’s words sang in his brain like an eulogy, “because the power from your and your mother’s love,” His mother’s gleaming smile radiated brilliantly in his vision, “are enough to make me stronger to bear it!”  The Risen’s growls were getting louder.  Using every last ounce of his strength, Inigo threw his right hand to the tome and flipped open the cover.  And right after he did, nausea once again boiled in his throat.  And, at the same time, what was once a delicate shade of hazel eerily, furiously gleamed a nasty splash of red once he snapped his eyes open. ---  It started to rain again that day.  The silver sword sheathed deeply into the soft ground. What was once a Risen was now nothing but dark, smoky soot. The silent child stared blankly at the ground. Puffs of cold air wheezed out of his mouth. Puffs of purple smoke coughed right out of his throbbing throat.  The violent smoke around the sword slowly fluttered away, showing the glistening metal that was now tainted with black blood and brown earth.  Unable to hold his stance anymore, Inigo kneeled weakly to the ground. His head hung low, heavily, crimson eyes still throbbing and gawking at nothing in particular.  He felt his energy draining rapidly.  In a matter of seconds, just as his eyes turned hazel, Inigo dropped frailly to the ground. The sword tipped to the side as well, its sharp tip mere inches away from his panting, gaping mouth.  The rain was quite heavy today.  Head turned to face Olivia’s grave, Inigo feebly reached out for her. At the same time, his left hand stretched towards Henry’s, fingers digging deep into the soil drenched in blood.  I…I did it… He faintly cheered. I…I p-pro…t-ect...ed…t-the…m—  Vision blurred into two, into three, until his mind finally got captured by deep fatigue. ---  Inigo really wished that he could meet his parents again.  However, since that fateful day, he soon realized – as bitter as it was to be reminded – that his parents wouldn’t want to see him in this state before his last moments on Earth.  So he trained.  It was a gruelling attempt, but he forced himself, body and soul, to train so he could move on for his parents’ sake. It was a straining effort, but the child sucked it up and forced himself endlessly. Thankfully, the dark magic his father once forbade him gave Inigo the strength he needed to push himself. He didn’t go through the tome deeply, for just the slightest whiff of dark magic was enough to choke and gag him breathlessly. It felt like needles had pierced and punctured his skin. It felt like his heart was all too ready to burst right out of his chest.  Luckily, the excruciating pain didn’t last for so long. And next thing he knew, Inigo soon perceived that horrifying chill as nothing more but little pinches on his skin.  He did take his father’s advice though and kept the dark magic at a minimum so it wouldn’t overwhelm him.  “Besides, I’m not hurt by it at all because the power from your and your mother’s love are enough to make me stronger to bear it!”  The words were enough to actually make him giggle bitterly as Inigo splashed water onto his face. Kneeling by the small lake near their graves, the boy took a deep breath and exhaled shakily through a gaping mouth.  It turned out that his father was right all along. ---  After the perfect spin, he pressed one foot onto the ground and gave a gallant bow. Both arms spread before his big finale, Inigo then cocked his head and flashed a bright smile. “And that,” The boy straightened his back, “concludes my small little performance!”  There were no responses, of course, for all that he received was the chilling brush of the wind.  His smile never wavered, however.  Hazel eyes closed quietly. Pale pink lips twitched just the slightest. He could hear her voice, hear her praises, hear her comments as well about what and where he should improve in his steps. The mere thought of it all made his heart race, made his eyes burn, but Inigo then opened his eyes, huffing a calm chuckle at the sight of the buried.  “Ah, I’ll definitely improve, Mom.” His voice smooth as silk yet hinted with the slightest sorrow, Inigo took another deep breath before he looked at the grave next to hers. “Oh, but don’t think I’ve just been practicing my dancing!” Excitement fluttered in his beating heart, the boy clapped once before taking a deeper, longer breath.  As he exhaled through his mouth, he slowly parted his hands. And when he did, a small wave of wind spiralled between his palms.  “S-ee?” Voice cracked just the slightest in a mixture of woe and excitement, Inigo looked at Henry’s grave. “I managed to conjure up my own wind!” His eyes burn again, but he decided to ignore it. “N-ow…if I do this…” At the mental count of three, Inigo carefully spread his hands apart, then raised his right hand in the air.  As his mind chanted the spell, the small wind intensified from beneath his feet and whipped upwards to the gloomy sky. His white hair fluttered upwards, then puffed into a thick mess once the wind disappeared.  He knew he was being delusional, but Inigo didn’t care when he thought he could hear his father’s laughter and praises being sung in his ears.  His heartbeat still raced. His smile still shined.  A single tear finally trickled down his cheek. ---  Inigo knew he had to leave his parents someday.  He knew. He knew this but he didn’t wish to acknowledge it.  However, after bumping into Owain who was searching for survivors, after hearing the news that many others were alive, Inigo knew his second chance to live a life was given right before his very eyes.  From the moment they met, Owain insisted that Inigo should come along. He insisted that the place he stayed wouldn’t be safe for so long, and that the Fell Dragon would not be so merciful as to take their lives as simply and swiftly.  He insisted, and yet Inigo was stubbornly hesitant.  He didn’t wish to leave his parents’ graves. He didn’t wish to let those filthy, vile monsters to step on their bodies. Gods, just the mere thought of it burned fury in his heart.  Inigo would rather die protecting them.  Or at least, that’s what he first thought.  “Lucina and the others are collecting the gemstones!” Owain explained hastily. “She said that Lady Tiki has found a way for us to save this future and our parents!”  Save…the future.  Save…his parents…?  Inigo loved – used to love – jokes and jest, and he knew Owain was a rather flamboyant fellow. But now wasn’t the time for jokes, and Inigo actually snapped briefly at the Ylissean prince for spewing such tasteless nonsense.  However, just the single glance at Owain’s firm, tight frown was more than enough to tell Inigo otherwise.  Inigo couldn’t believe him. He actually wondered that this was just a dream and he would soon wake up in that cold, crooked shed.  Drip…  He didn’t realize that it started to rain that day.  And after feeling the first drop of rain brushing down his dry cheek, Inigo knew this was reality. ---  The flowers looked beautiful on their graves.  Hazel eyes still fixed on the two, Inigo slowly rose to his feet. The silver sword was sheathed neatly by his right hip. The thick tome was tucked carefully inside his satchel.  He wondered if this would be the last time he’d ever see them.  Ah, just the thought alone ripped his heart into two.  Quickly he shook his head. One hand firm on the hilt of the sword, Inigo let out a slow sigh. “Well, I’m off.” Carefully he whispered. “I…I’m going to go save the world, Mom, Dad.” His voice still wavered, yet Inigo did his best to keep his composure.  His smile was trembling, but he kept on smiling.  Teeth gently nipping the insides of his lower lip, Inigo spun his heel and walked away.  His smile actually stayed for a while when he swore he could hear his parents’ farewells. ---  Inigo was honestly surprised at the amount of survivors in this devastating apocalypse.  He was exceptionally surprised to see the young exalt whom he hadn’t seen in years.  “Inigo,” Lucina called out, “it’s been a while. I’m glad to see you’re unharmed.” Her smile was obviously weary, but just as sincere as she looked at him.  Inigo didn’t reply immediately. Hazel eyes just stared in bafflement, lips suddenly feeling dry at the presence of the princess.  His heart started racing. And for the first time in his life, it raced for a whole different reason. ---  To be awakened in a whole different place – in a whole different timeline – Inigo sometimes wondered if the Gods loved to test and play around with him just to see how long he could last.  Once again he was alone.  Once again he had lost sight of the friends and family he loved dearly.  Fear and panic bubbled from within, almost made him nauseous with worry. But Inigo gulped it down, then forced himself to his feet as he tried to make do of his surroundings. Hand rough and hard on the hilt of his sword, he looked left and right.  No one was in sight. Not his friends. Not a soul.  Panic still kept him alarmed, but awe and bafflement then softened his stance when Inigo realized something that he thought he could never see again.  The leaves were green.  The trees were brown.  Hell, one quick whiff from his nostrils felt like his lungs had been cleansed after years of inhaling poison.  Stupor now slowly swallowing that fear, Inigo blinked dumbly before cocking his head upwards.  The sky was a beautiful shade of blue. The clouds were puffy, thick, an elegant tuff of pure white.  Again he took a deep breath. This time, he gasped loudly and shortly.  They did it.  They had travelled back in time.  His legs wobbled. His arms felt like jelly. Body stiffened immediately, Inigo slapped one hand to his gaping mouth and gawked at the grass below.  He was in a world where beauty and peace used to cleanse the land.  He was in a world where hope and dreams could be obtained.  He was…H-He was…  Drip… Drip…  He was in a world where his parents were alive. ---  A few months passed by quickly since their little time-travel.  Inigo still couldn’t find the rest. He still couldn’t find his parents. He was anxious. He was excited. He was nervous. Sometimes everything was felt all at once until all Inigo could feel was pure nausea.  He was here.  He was here.  In that short amount of time, he kept on travelling. He pursed bandits and killed them off from villagers. He pursued ladies and wooed them as best as he could just to make them smile. Sometime he succeeded. Sometimes he failed – miserably. But all that were more than enough to distract his worried mind. He would much rather make a person smile than to make them scream by his blade.  But alas, Inigo knew, if he didn’t take their lives, they would be more than happy to take his.  He sometimes apologized to his mother for having her sword so soaked with blood from the living.  He sometimes apologized to his father for using his tome so often against the once beating hearts.  Guilt sometimes twisted his heart. Reminiscence often choked his throat.  But Inigo knew there was no time to dillydally. One could only mourn for so long, after all.  So, with a wide, white smile curling the corners of his lips, Inigo moved on, swaying his sword and piercing them madly like a cheerful maniac. ---  He couldn’t believe it.  No matter how many times he rubbed his eyes. No matter how many times he shook his head. Hell, even if he thought of poking his eyes out and shining them clean before putting them back in each socket, Inigo just couldn’t believe it.  “E-Er…” She’s here. “I—please don’t look at me s-so…intently…” She was really here. “It ah… It makes me t-terribly bashful…” He looked left. He looked right. And once he dropped his gaze at the petite dancer, he actually choked back a sob.  She didn’t respond immediately, though bafflement flashed perfectly upon her beautiful face.  Unable to take the pressure any longer, Inigo squeezed his eyes shut and made a mad dash for it.  She’s here.  “What?! W-wait! Don't go!”  By Gods, just when Inigo thought he couldn’t hold on by the sound of her voice.  “There you are my pretty, pretty flower!  With tears trickling down his flushed face, a short gasp loudly escaped from his wide, trembling smile at the sound of his voice. ---  They’re alive.  “I’m shyer than you are, Mom!” Like a child, he argued with her. A tiny pout tugged by his lower lip, only the Gods knew just how wild his heart was shaking inside his chest.  They’re alive.  “No you’re not!” Unaware of the whirlwind of emotions in him, Olivia retorted. Hands close to her howling heart, the dancer then pulled a similar pout to the tall mercenary. In the end, the two stayed in silence, their faces a bright shade of red and timid squeaks stifled behind pursed lips.  They’re alive.  As silence became their form of communication, Henry then quickly shattered it with roaring laughter.  “Aw, look at you two!” His smile was bright as the sun above, Henry clapped once before bouncing in one place beside Olivia. “Your faces are so red your heads might just explode into flames!” Despite his tasteless joke that would sure twist scowls on the other Shepherd’s mouths, Henry only laughed louder for his joy overwhelmed his emotions once the news of Inigo’s identity was brought into light.  They’re…a-alive…  Inigo watched as Olivia pouted at Henry who then flashed a cheeky grin. He watched as Henry playfully pinched her cheek which only made the dancer squeal even louder.  The longer he looked, the more he couldn’t believe it.  Mom…Dad…  “I-Inigo?!” In a matter of seconds, her voice echoed beautifully once she felt her body being pulled to a hug. Left cheek nuzzling on what she quickly assumed was someone’s shoulder, Olivia gaped forward, only to realize Henry was in the same situation she was in too, though his left cheek rested against the side of Inigo’s head.  Laughter then filled the bright sky.  It wasn’t Henry’s. And it sure as hell wasn’t Olivia’s.  It took them a second, but both dancer and sorcerer soon realized that the delightful burst came from none other than their darling future son.  “Mom! Dad!” Body swaying left and right, Inigo couldn’t contain his thrill for so long and laughed even louder. “Gods, I missed you!” His eyes felt wet, yet the mercenary could no longer give a damn about appearances. “I missed you so, so, so much!!”  His laughter was then mixed with cracked sobs. And although the young parents didn’t respond verbally, they only glanced at each other before wrapping each arm on the young man’s body.  To feel their warmth, to hear their breathing, to know that they’re safe and alive.  Gods…! Inigo only bit back his trembling smile and squeezed his eyes shut.  Once upon a time, there was boy who missed his happy family so much. END

[itissadbutitsmy-life]

ok adventure time ask thing time since beth Kept Asking

Top 5 favourite characters: finn, jake, lemongrab, neptr, ron james Other characters you like: lsp!!!, the goblins, the wizards, the lemon people, the princesses, bmo, minnie and martin, joshua and margaret and jermaine, susan strong, princess cookie, todd cupcake,,,,,, assume i love everyone unless it’s xergiok bc screw him!! ugly jerk Least favourite characters: xergiok!!!! and abracadaniel but more in a jokey way Otps: 👀👀 lemonzest... and p much anything with lemongrab ... jake/lady of course.. prisjake.... turtle prince/flame prince.... bubbline... bmo/bubble.......  Notps: im pretty chill with all the ships but i just cant see pink lemonade working out (sorry nn ily) Favourite friendships: how dare you make me choose! they’re all precious but uhhh prismo and jake, peps and pb, lsp and finn, and whatever it is finn and lemongrab have going on all make me Bonus Happy Favourite family: FINN AND JAKE (and neptr and bmo and shelby? the treehouse gang. and everyone else thats close w them you could call family aka whoever just hides in their house), also lg and lg and their kids 💛 and their, mom and her girlfriend marceline and goliad and stormo and the gumball guardians it’s a mess all the families are So Big!! smh what a mess  Favourite episodes: the diary does smth to me, silent king is Very Good, graybles 1000+ (icONIC), mystery dungeon (its got? all my faves in it), president porpoise is missing! (WHOLESOME), the one w the bus (ALSO WHOLESOME), the eyes is Iconic... so many my dude Favourite season/book/movie: season 5 is always going to be special in my heart bc it was the First one i watched..., but season 1 is beaUtiful Favourite quotes: “say your wish was for a massage. who’s gonna give it to you? a dirty man? A BEAR?? and where does this masseuse come from? do i just take some guy away from his family dinner?? leave some kid traumatized? ‘mom, where did dad go?’ ‘i don’t know son, he just disappeared from the table,, sorry’”, the little ‘oh..!�� lemongrab says when he first meets lg2 mmmm, there are more but i really like those two Best musical moment: leettttt meee caaaalll youuu swweetghhraereaztejm... also lg and lg’s lil singsong noooo fooodddd because it’s so cute lg2 sings it v slowly and lg follows a few moments after and its so cute they Sing Together Moment that made you fangirl/boy the hardest: ummmm thats gotta be the mountain “DONT HURT HIM!” haha im dead.... or “i like air!” boiiiii.... When it really disappointed you: i feel like theres gotta be an answer thats not lemongrab but coME ON pb “we’ve gotta keep an eye on these two so they dont get into any more trouble” (next appearance is fraught with cannibalism)(which only gets worse as time passes) come on “his only stable relationship model” come on are you sURe aboUT THAT Saddest moment: dont talk to me abt bubble’s death or how air doesn’t talk to bmo anymore,..... “ don’t you remember? i’m your son, neptr. i throw pies.”, (tearful) “and you killed jake on my birthday!!!!”, i know he had a reason but when me mow’s gonna Kill Jake and jake quietly begs finn to play mom’s lullaby for him uuuguhghfhh...., all the doors finn and lg look at in the mountain, everyrhing abt the hall of egress, Most well done character death: no one seems to really Stay Dead who dies for a good reason, but im gonna go with bubble bc his death was the only way to release him, and hes stayed, you know... deadish and wont talk to bmo, or.. oooh maybe darren, because his little ‘thank you’ makes me feel emotions i dont think humans were made to feel Favourite guest star: so i didnt realize weird al played banana man but thats awesome, and i love levar burton as bubble 👍👍👍👍 Favourite cast member: uh idk man, Character you wish was still alive: the? original lgs! they are gone and i miss them!!! i like lg3 just fine but i loved my boys!!!! One thing you hope really happens: i.... want fern and lg to be friends.... will that happen........ Most shocking twist: hhhhhhhh uuuuh idk When did you start watching/reading?: last year #bless Best animal/creature: i have an Incredibly soft spot for the goblins n the lemon people, ,,,,,, , ,,, it’s the big eyes/big ears Favourite location: the lemon castle managed to go from ‘awful disgusting mess with pretty stairways and haphazard plants and fountains’ to ‘soft auburn light and checkered guardrails and warm trees and orchards and lavish fountains’ hhhhhhh im weak Trope you wish they would stop using: like five lemon people have died already and the main one still doesnt get to have a happy relationship with anyone bc the first meaningful friendship he ever had went bad and his mom sewed him up with his only friend’s dead body but now she still doesnt seem to talk to him or anything he just deserves a friend stop killing him and his family and give him a happy thing... it’s not a trope but i want happy things for my boy and i want lemon people to stop dying bc i care abt the poor guys One thing this show/book/film does better than others: i like how it takes on Really Serious Issues and doesn’t skimp away from things like, you know, death and abuse and depression and other mental illnesses and acceptance of different people, as well as the really straight up truth they lay down for you and the sincere relationships (good and bad) you see, and the various different societal structures you get to see idk... other people have worded it better.... but yeah Funniest moments: too many but u h h h “finn shh! im having coffee with the lich” , (king worm and the eyes entirely actually), cuber murdering people (rip) Couple you would like to see: uhhhhhh seeing lemonzest again doesnt count since theyre both dead right i still have hope for their fionna and cake counterparts though..... i just want lsp and lg to get a meaningful (platonic or romantic) relationship, with each other or with someone else,, idc just ..... need that Actor/Actress you want to join the cast: i dont.. care Favourite outfit: do the comics count bc lemongrab has some rly nice clothes (ties, suits, bathing suits etc) and pb has this

Favourite item: dont make me choose Do you own anything related to this show/book/film?: three shirts, a bunch of pop figurines, some books, the dvds, a dress, bracelets, im so lucky,,, What house/team/group/friendship group/family/race etc would you be in?: the treehouse obvs and as much as id like to be in the lemon castle it looks sad in there and you dont get to sleep in a bed Most boring plotline: i love marcy but whenever she talks for too long i get bored idk Most laughably bad moment: so many but idk Best flashback/flashfoward if any: uM “OH WHAT A LUCKY LITTLE BOY YOU ARE TO LIVE SO GAILY!!!!!” or like. uh any flashbacks from any of the miniseries? iconic. and the comic where finn’s consciousness kept shooting forward in time idk it was killer Most layered character: probably finn bc he gets so much attention, runners up are pb, lsp, and lg because i pay attention to his every move Most one dimensional character: tbh ? no one? like even the background characters have Stuff Happening . the first three i thought of were ron james and lemonhope and xergiok but like... ron james has all that Sadness and he plays video games and has like anime posters. lemonhope’s struggling with a lot of guilt and fear but he’s chilling and exploring. xergiok did all That Stuff when he lost his eyes??? hm. abracadaniel maybe. loser.  Scariest moment: i feel like there oughta be a better answer than “i was avoiding my homework by watching season 6 for the first time and the next episode’s title card had lemongrab’s face plastered all over it and terror exploded through every cell in my body and i couldn’t watch it for hours” but i cant think of one Grossest moment: theres. a lot. Best looking male: jake???? obviously Best looking female: slime princess i know shes a Lump but shes so attractive whats wrong w me Who you’re crushing on (if any): slime pr..incess............ ron james... Favourite cast moment: i know there is one but i cant think of it Favourite transportation: long legged jakey, hot daniel,  Most beautiful scene (scenery/shot wise): bro besides literally everything in the mountain uhhhh that’s gotta be this one:

Unanswered question/continuity issue/plot error that bugs you: are fnj still the king and queen of the goblins (as in do the goblins know whisper dan’s just . not finn. do they know that yet) Best promo: idk man i only saw like one At what point did you fall in love with this show/book: mmm i was like ‘yeah cool’ then i read A Page on tvtropes abt lemongrab and lg2 and i got those first terrible Fangirl Feelings and i knew i was lost forever

[forestgf]

i was tagged by @insert-teenage-angst-here and @willtostitos to do 85 statements!! thank u very much ❤️

i tag anyone who wants to do this! (only bc its a LOT and i dont wanna tag anyone & make them feel like they have to do it! do it of ur own free will)

1) DRINK? im stealing lily’s answer but water

2) PHONE CALL? depends on the person

3) TEXT MESSAGE? only w/ ppl im comfortable with otherwise i get really uncomfortable and nervous 

4) LAST SONG YOU LISTENED TO? i want you to know that i’m awake/i hope that you’re asleep by csh

5) LAST TIME YOU CRIED? yesterday

6) DATED SOMEONE TWICE? nope

7) EVER KISSED SOMEONE AND REGRETTED IT? nah

8) BEEN CHEATED ON? i think so but i can’t be sure

9) LOST SOMEONE SPECIAL? yes

10) BEEN DEPRESSED? hooooo boy have i ever

11) GOTTEN DRUNK AND THROWN UP? nope

FAVORITE COLORS? 

12) green 13) pink 14) orange

in the last year have you…

15) MADE NEW FRIENDS? yes

16) FALLEN IN LOVE? maybe???

17) LAUGHED UNTIL YOU CRIED? yeah

18) FOUND OUT SOMEONE WAS TALKING ABOUT YOU? mhm

19) MET SOMEONE THAT CHANGED YOUR LIFE? yes

20) FOUND OUT WHO YOUR TRUE FRIENDS ARE? yeS

21) KISSED SOMEONE ON YOUR FACEBOOK LIST? i dont have facebook but i havent kissed anyone period so... no :’(

22) HOW MANY OF YOUR FACEBOOK FRIENDS DO YOU KNOW IN REAL LIFE? none since i dont fuckin have facebook

23) DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS? yes i have a cat and i dog and i love them with my whole entire heart

24) DO YOU WANT TO CHANGE YOUR NAME? hell yea i do i really dont like my full birth name

25) WHAT DID YOU DO FOR YOUR LAST BIRTHDAY PARTY? just went to the mall i think

26) WHAT TIME DID YOU WAKE UP? like 7am but i was in a hotel w/ my fam normally i wake up at 12 pm

27) WHAT WERE YOU DOING LAST NIGHT AT MIDNIGHT? sleepin

28) SOMETHING YOU CAN’T WAIT FOR? my college tour so i can stop worrying abt it

29) WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU SAW YOUR MOM? just like less than an hour ago

30) WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? nothing

31) HAVE YOU EVER TALK TO A PERSON NAMED TOM? yes?? my dad’s coworker is named tom

32) SOMETHING THAT GETS ON YOUR NERVES? when ppl patronize me or talk down to me

33) MOST VISITED WEBSITE? tumblr or youtube

34) HAIR COLOR? currently brown

35) LONG OR SHORT HAIR? i like keeping it shorter but right now its not THAT short just sort of short,, im thinkin abt going back to really short hair though

36) DO YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON SOMEONE? i wish

37) WHAT DO YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF? i have good ass legs and also (i think?) im a good person and i love being nice

38) PIERCING? just my ears

39) BLOOD TYPE? i dont even know

40) NICKNAMES? cass is technically a nickname?? also cassie and casper

41) RELATIONSHIP STATUS? uuuuuhhh

42) ZODIAC? sagittarius

43) PRONOUNS? they/them

44) FAVORITE TV SHOWS? mr robot, brooklyn nine nine, steven universe though i really gotta catch up on all of them lol (dont let me get involved in the su discourse for telling ppl this please @ god)

45) TATTOOS? theoretically yea but like... needles??? no thanks

46) RIGHT OR LEFT HANDED? right

47) SURGERIES? i had one on my hand to remove a growth and it wasnt anything serious but im terrified of hospitals so it was serious to me

48) KIDS? no thanks

49) SPORTS? no

50) VACATION? i like being at home better

51) PAIR OF TRAINERS? most of the time converse but my nike shoes from gym in freshman year if im feelin saucy and/or my feet hurt

52) EATING? i do it to live?? thats abt it

53) DRINKING? i drink so much water one day im gonna explode and all that will come out is water

54) I’M ABOUT TO? skype w/ ahna (i think)

55) WAITING FOR? my life to end

56) WANT? to go see ahna

57) GET MARRIED? initially i thought no but getting married would b cute and im a romantic so... grudgingly yes

58) CAREER? uuuuuhh something to do with science? thats all i got

59) HUGS OR KISSES? hugs i dont know fuck all abt kisses

60) EYES OR LIPS? eyes

61) TALLER OR SHORTER? both work for me

62) OLDER OR YOUNGER? most of the time older but not always.. just no major age gaps

63) NICE ARMS OR NICE STOMACH? i dont care when it comes to other ppl but for my own body personally i want both

64) HOOK-UP OR RELATIONSHIP? relationship

65) TROUBLEMAKER OR HESITANT? i dont know if this is abt me or who i want my partner to be?? im hesitant but i would want a troublemaker partner to make me stop being so boring

66) KISSED A STRANGER? nope

67) DRANK HARD LIQUOR? once when my dad let me have a sip of his drink w/out tellin me it was vodka. that doesnt really count tho it was only one sip

68) LOST GLASSES/CONTACTS? yep

69) TURNED SOMEONE DOWN? mhm

70) SEX ON THE FIRST DATE? nooo

71) BROKEN SOMEONE’S HEART? maybe? i don’t really know

72) HAD YOUR HEART BROKEN? every day of my life (but actually.. A Lot)

73) BEEN ARRESTED? nope

74) CRIED WHEN SOMEONE DIED? yes

75) FALLEN FOR A FRIEND? yeaaaaah do you believe in…

76) YOURSELF? sort of

77) MIRACLES? not really

78) LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT? in certain cases

79) SANTA CLAUSE? nope

80) KISS ON THE FIRST DATE? yes

81) ANGELS? no

other

82) CURRENT BEST FRIENDS’ NAMES? if u havent guessed already... ahna and lily (and keara!!! havent mentioned her on here yet tho)

83) EYE COLOR? hazel

84) FAVORITE MOVIES? the royal tenenbaums, my neighbor totoro (im aware im a basic bitch), kubo and the two strings

85) FAVORITE BOOK? dont really have one