#HUGGING YOU HUGGING YOU HUGGING YOUUUUU:(((((((((++

[goobyngreedy]

Blorbos....

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

I present to you: a tiny moth and his even tinier emotional support human

And also a tiny spring moth (he placed/pinned/braided flowers in your hair and in turn you decorated his floof with flowers because his hair was too short :P)

"excuse me, that's my emotional support human" -Foul Legacy at some point or another

OHHHH I LOVE THE IDEA OF DECORATING HIS FLUFF WITH FLOWERS,,, imagine it's the early summer and you get to pepper his fur with both flowers and fireflies that like nestling in the soft strands, glowing like little stars

he tries his best to delicately tuck a flower behind your ear too- please teach him how to make flower crowns, he'd love that!!

[madaqueue]

QUINNQUINNQUINN HOW ARE YOU

HI LETTA HI LETTA HI LETTAAAAA !!!!!!!!!! I AM SO GOOD!!!!!!!! i just woke up and i’m getting ready to go to brunch and i saw my friends last night and my cat is here cuddling w me rn and MY HEART IS FULL OF SO MUCH LOVE!!!!!! the rain let up and so it’s nice and sunny and i think it’s gonna be a beautiful day :’)

HOW ARE YOU MY DEAR!!!!!! HOW WAS YOUR WEEKEND !!!!!!

[draagu]

i lomve my frens,,

[mgjong]

Hi beautiful, I love you <3

Hi Seari I love you too. Thank you so much for blessing my ask box with your wonderful words <33333

Also, no you! You are beautiful. Stunning. Gorgeous :3

[starsanddragonflies]

Destiel, man

[kikker-oma]

I may have seen your post about Zelink hugs (which like YES I totally agree) and also needing a hug yourself so

I come bearing HUGS

TRIN❤️❤️😭😭

I happily receive your hug and send on back full force!

[teddybeartoji]

LANIIIIII🥺🥺🥺🥺 WHAT IF I CRY WHAT IF I CRY MY EYES OUTT PLEASE COME AND HOLD ME I LOVE YOU SOOOSOO MUCH GODDDDDD:((((((((((((((

[basketobread]

YOOO! Happy late birthday <3 love your silly little OCs and drawings they're always a delight to see on my feed ^^ thanks for making such awesome content!

AUUGHGHGHG THANK YOU SOOOO MUCHHHH!!! i'm so emo right now everyone is so sweet LMAO BUT SERIOUSLY!!! THANK YOU!!! you have NO idea how much that means to me. there is NOTHING i love more than sharing my silly little dudes n doodles with the world so im glad you can enjoy em too!! 😭❤⭐

[lilacerull0]

our look book headers are iconic

AND I CALL THIS: 💫SOULMATISM💫

[djsangos]

fest is almost over i hope everyone who went had fun and made lots of memories and had the best weekend of their life and remembers to cherish every moment whether past present or future also

stay fresh

[icy-gendango]

RAAAHAHH I GOT SO MUCH COOL ART FOR MY BIRTHDAY THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH. I HAVE SAVED IT ALL ONTO EVERY DEVICE I OWN

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

I know this is so random but i just love your blog sm <3 keep up with the great work!

AAAAAA thank you :D random or not, asks like this make me very happy!! i will do my best to keep delivering quality moth thoughts :>

[sluttybibuck]

been offline girl all weekend celebrating an actually really nice birthday 😌 but now im back and ready to be soooooooo annoying

[lilacthebooklover]

me gently holding lilac (guys it's me Sharky on lilac's account) (she means everything to me) (love you <3 /p)

[know-the-way]

i’m not the same anon, but could i request a peek at phrack angst?

Hello! And yes, you can! Here you go:

The setting is just after their waltz in Death at the Grand. I let them do a little more dancing (but a little slower and closer). At the point in this snippet, they’ve found themselves in a lingering embrace that has Phryne feeling her feelings and waxing nostalgic about she and Jack’s journey. So, of course, angst is present. Hope you enjoy! :)

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Perhaps what he didn’t know then was that he frightened her, too. Not at first, but every time he retreated from her advances, it stirred something inside her that felt less and less like frustration and rejection; more and more like admiration and trust.

Trust was something she scarcely allowed herself to give, most notably to men.

Plenty of men laughed with her, flirted with her, campaigned for her time, and she enjoyed the company of many in her bed - but it was always with the understanding it was transactional. Behind every man’s charm pointed in her direction was a thought of what they could get from her. Which was fine by her, as she usually wanted the same thing. It was a deliberate choice on her part - single use frivolity was just enough to scratch an itch, but it was also an effective defense. No attachments meant less danger; less risk for feelings of ownership that, she knew from experience, could quickly morph into imprisonment.

But Jack… dear Jack. He was everything she never knew. He laughed with her just to laugh with her. He comforted her through losses and scares. He treated her as an equal in their cases, despite everyone around him insisting he shouldn’t. He spent evenings sipping whisky and playing checkers in her parlor simply because he enjoyed her company. His presence came with undeniable warmth, even when he attempted to be cold. There was never a pretense; he wanted nothing but to be beside her, and never expected nor felt entitled to her time - always the first to say goodnight, careful not to overstay his welcome (though he was welcome, always). And all he ever asked was that she be careful with herself.

She felt him start to pull away and her arms instinctively tightened around him, almost frantically. She hadn’t realized until then how loathe she was to let go.

“Phryne… ?” he murmured, confusion laced with concern in his voice.

Her eyes squeezed shut in hesitation, but she didn’t budge. She probably couldn’t have even if she wanted to. And she very much didn’t.

Oh, but she did feel silly, clinging to him like this, all but demanding to be held like a small child. Nonetheless, she kept her face tucked into his chest, unmoving, and let the words fall from her lips in the smallest of voices, “Could you just stay like this for a bit? … With me?”

She felt him stiffen slightly and her heart started hammering in chest as she wondered if it had been too presumptuous to ask. But not a second later, his arms tightened around her, pulling her close against him with a sort of breathtaking conviction and any worry she might’ve had vanished. “Of course,” he whispered into her hair and she exhaled a grateful sigh into his chest, “Yes, I’ll stay.”