#AAAAA TYYYY

[redr0sewrites]

Idk if you’ll see this but uh I just wanna hop in and say YOU ARE HEAVEN SENT LITERALLY 😭😭 I’m in my Hazbin Michael pining era and I can’t find enough fics abt him (obviously since he’s not in yet) but when I saw ur Michael fic—I dropped down, literally, flopped down. It’s freaking amazing 😭🙏

Have a sunflower of my appreciation

AHSHSJEEJDJEH TYSMMM UR LITERALLY SO SWEET ♥️♥️♥️ MICHAEL IS GEN ONE OF MY FAV HAZBIN CHARACTER THAT HASNT APPEARED YET, ADN I WILL DEF BE WRITING MORE FOR HIM IN THE FUTURE!!! IM SOOO GLAD U LIKED IT THOUGH AKSJSJSJSJDJDJJD

[yukikorogashi]

kira's never been one for "gifts"-- especially when it came to giving. he'd much rather avoid the entire thing (what good was it for, anyway? it's just another pointless transaction.) altogether... but there's always something "convincing" him otherwise. this time, it was rohan; same as it was each and every year. this time, though, he's managed to be discreet. successfully leaving the young girl a pair of newly knitted mittens (coal black with shimmery, golden accents outlining its finely curated seams.) lying at her spot at the kishibe household's kitchen table. a note, folded in half with a deep crease, stood atop of them, merely reading out, "please be sure to show rohan your gift. he was very curious about what i'd give you. - k."

✨🎄MERĪKURISUMASU!!! 🎄✨

BEFORE REACHING THE KITCHEN SINK, Itsuki would halt in her tracks. Rewinding herself and shuffling her feet backwards (With an admirable confidence of not knocking anything over. Befitting of one whom had actually grown familiar with this house's layout-- almost as if she herself lived here), until she was standing right by the kitchen table itself.

Affirming then with wide eyes that there was indeed something on there! Something that laid RIGHT IN FRONT of where she would normally sit for meals. Something that she honestly hadn't immediately noticed, but had caught in the corner of eyes-- almost as if it were a (CHRISTMAS) GHOST!

It was as an admittedly strange sight to her. Something that she herself couldn't help but poke at her own brain about. For how could something be so UNASSUMING and yet STICK OUT LIKE A SORE THUMB?

Perhaps, it was simply because of the sights that she had grown quite accustom to seeing on there. FOOD-- all sorts of yummy, at times SUPER PRETTY DISHES (Like SUGARY FLUFFY PANCAKES!) were only ever placed on this table. And if not-- it would be so pristine that it almost seemed like they have replaced it with a BRAND NEW ONE, each and every single day.

With that said, Itsuki would eventually reach her arms over the top of the chair she'd been standing behind, and took the pair of mittens and card into her hands. Tilting her head ever so slightly, as she quickly read through what was written on there...

Hmm... hmmmm... hmmmmm! How MYSTERIOUS! Just who could this K FELLA be?

Admittedly, the first name that actually came to mind was KRAMPUS. But that didn't make sense! That bro didn't give presents (At least, from what she would remember of the folklore-- something she would further back up with evidence via a certain MOVIE)! And if he did, he would have still probably wished her a "Merry Christmas!" in his card to her!

So, there can only be ONE PERSON... ONE BRO!

Hehehe, you can't fool her, KIRA BRO! She would recognize your STYLISHNESS anywhere! Your super duper taste in HIGH QUALITY STUFF! And oh gosh, this here pair must-a cost THOUSANDS, at least!... Even if she's still not the best at playing the "PRICE IS RIGHT", running her thumbs over the super nice fabric would cause her to nod in double affirmation at that estimation. Heck, it even has GOLD on it! This was the stuff ROYALS surely wore-- Like PRINCESS ANASTASIA totally would!

And now... both KIRA BRO and her will MATCH!

Oh, Itsuki HAD TO HUG HIM, the next time she saw him. At least, a tiny little one! And she was sure that she would at least get to see him later during lunchtime, hehe! You can't hide forever, bro~

"... Sensei! SENSEEEEEE~I!!!"

And off she would go, with these STYLISH CHARCOAL MITTENS now adorning her hands. Going off to find her sensei so that she may show them to him! ... Before she had to take it off for her drawing class that day.

@quirofiliac ❤️

[frankenjoly]

for the ship bingo: gin x lucy and montcott?

I haven't given ginlucy much thought but it's 2 characters I like a lot so the idea of them smooching compels me

And I think montcott is very cute + interesting aka I like it quite a bit yeah!!! Not only "would do fic" in theory but I have an idea for later on 👀

[intertexts]

WOAGH ITS YOUR BIRTHDAY???? HAPPY BRITJFHAYYYYYYY ^__^!!!!🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥‼️‼️‼️‼️

WAOOW real bizlybebo in my inbox wishing me happy bday... omg... can u bring back prime defenders s3 for me king ok?? 👉👈 hehehe tyyyy though!!! 💥💥💥

[jackdup]

❛  you live for the fight when that's all that you've got.  ❜ - Nisha 😔

@idyllicserendipity || meme

“You could have more, though.”

That shit just tumbles right on out of his mouth, too. Not a thought to it. Not even a hesitation after Nisha's words. She barely gets through the end them before Timothy is all-too-readily interjecting, and for a second . . . Yeah, he's surprised even at himself.

—but it's also like . . . See, it's really not hard to encourage her. He's pretty sure he's never been more sure of someone—or maybe just his belief in someone.

Timothy shrugs, though. Loosen up the atmosphere as much as himself. “Y'know, I . . . I-I just mean—” He places both hands around his glass, one finger fidgeting while his brain catches up to his mouth and actually thinks before saying anything else. “You're amazing. You, uh . . . you already know that. I really don't think there's anything you couldn't do if you wanted to; that's all I'm saying.”

[lotus-pear]

THE KUNIKIZAI IM SCREAMING...YOUR ART IS SO BEAUTIFUL 😭😭

Finding other multishippers is like finding God himself man. Also you're feeding the bsd tumblr fandom like daily, thank you for your service soldier lol

AAAAA TYYYY also i’m more than happy to serve the knkdz community as a proud member, i will do my nation proud 🫡

[cremsie]

I'm so happy I ran across your blog!! I used to follow you on instagram when I was a teenager and you were one of my biggest inspirations. You're still one of my favourite artists of all time

aaaaa tyyyy thats so fantastic to hear <3

[mondaymelon]

Greetings, I just want to say that I am sorry that you have to deal with such shitty anons, hopefully they go somewhere else, not wandering around here on any of our accounts nor anyones' account since that anon was really rude. Plus, I do not want anyone to be hurt mentally because of these anons, just came to check on you since I care about people's feeling (I am extreme when caring which means I can bite if anyone was a mutual of mine and something happened similarity, even if you aren't my mutual, I will bite because that anon is such. My anger is rising wait 😭) — Anyways, STAY SAFE and take care !! :D

aaaaa tyyyy!! idk what anons want w me like what do you want me to do. deactivate nuh uh no chance in hell I have too many silly moots (THAT IM NOT FLIRTING WITH. 😀😀😀😀) that I cannot bear to leave

(psspps… wait you’re the person that asked for èl’s hand in marriage ??? omg congrats am I invited to the wedding)

[astro-eats]

AAAAAA TYSM OMG ✨✨✨<3

Cuddles Remake

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• @astro-eats

So I like her comic, and I remake that

And this is make me a sad...

[mrblazeflappybird]

👍🏻🥂🍭💠🌅 :) <2

AAAAA TYYYY <222

[kheprriverse]

Yoo happy birthday!! 🎉

tyyyy aaaaa 🎉💖

[hautevaux]

Vaux's briefly disgusted expression is beautifully telling as to his opinion on nylon; he detested anything so plastic-ey and vulgar to work with, much preferring mostly natural fabrics of immensely high quality. But he chooses not to comment at all for the moment - he simply nods along and allows his mind to fathom forth what could be done.

"Soft, darling--- as in not harsh against ones skin? Cotton is easy enough, I have silk blends also, short-piled velvets- All of which you're more than welcome to feel first- there are ample on the racks around you; do feel free to have a touch." He draws in a breath, gestures around him and jots down the other's final measurements down for record and use later. "The viscose in the corner is a potentially very good option; it is semi-synthetic but it doesn't conduct; so you wont get any niggly little static charges like some do, sometimes---"

it's weird, rufus has never been so relaxed around someone that was nothing more than a stranger. maybe it's the fact that he's treated more like a person, and not CROWN PRINCE OF THE FUCKING UNIVERSE. it made things less awkward and for a situation his ass could actually navigate with a sense of ease.

rufus hums. it's a good question and, of all the things he had taken into consideration when doing concepts and making notes, the material was not one. the lost expression probably shows that he exactly had not planned for that question. "you could do anything but nylon and i'd be satisfied. would it be too much to request a soft lining? like... i'm not sure, cotton?"

[kousomii]

Omg I just stumbled across your acc and YOUR ART????? SO SCRUMPTIOUS 🔥🔥🔥

AAAAA OMG DMSMDMDM TYYYY :’D 🩵🤍🖤🤍🩵

[newvillainontheblock]

💖 //Scoundrel has so much personality! /pos

//AAAAA TYYYY

[an-au-blog]

Wait, no this isn't a joke this fits way too perfectly for the king shanks and jester buggy au omfg I'm not even joking this is thé song

@magpietyy come over here and read these screenshots I'm so awake rn like wow

Buggy always leaves the castle grounds when the king isn't there. He never really felt welcome. In the very beginning they would all give him odd looks and whisper behind his back. He knew what he was, the problem was they all knew as well. He was a thief, he had no place in the court room. The only reason he was in there was because king Shanks needed company. But then again, nothing was new there, a king who's a slave to loneliness... what was new was that it made the king a slave for him. It was startling how easy the king would fall on his knees for the jester. Sometimes it made Buggy feel a bit bad for him. King Shanks loved like a kid - honest and open, shameless and wholeheartedly. But that was something Buggy couldn't do. Just how many rejections would Shanks have to get before he realized that Buggy was unfit for the throne? How many stolen kisses would stain his stay? How many naive love letters and poems would the king have to send to a mere jester, before he realizes they don't love the same? He had none of that love to give, thieves never did. People like him only took... so that's what he would do.

Listening to it, Midas Touch by AURORA really is emitting big shuggy vibes

Literally so blatant, a song from Buggy's perspective.

[castawavy]

Drop this sunflower 🌻 into the inboxes of the blogs that make you happy! lets spread a little sunshine ☀️ Wishing you a great day! 💛

AAAAA TYYYY lots of sunshine to you as well I hope you've been well!