#Reeze

[kobayashisoul]

》 ʀᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇᴅ 《

It was not only the Relief that her Husband was back alive.

When Reeze visited Gaara in the Hospital and they had an emotional Reunion, there still was someone next she wanted to see so bad. And that Person was her Son Shinki.

When she entered his Room, she found him fully clothed and ready to leave the Hospital. He wasn't as wounded as Gaara, so he didn't have to stay that long.

And when he turned around and looked at his Mother who just entered the Room, he became quiet and lowered his eyes.

Nothing could describe the Feelings Raziela felt when she saw him. They had a difficult Start when he came into the Family, but that didn't matter now anymore. He was her Son, her Eyeball. And that not less just because he was adopted.

She came closer to him, not saying anything. His eyes were at the Bottom before him and he needed some time before he finally said anything.

"ᴍᴏᴍ ... ɪ'ᴍ ꜱᴏʀʀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ᴡᴏʀʀɪᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ-..."

He couldn't even finish his Sentence when she hugged him. It was a gentle Touch and Shinki didn't know how to react. He simply stood there, not being able to move or say something.

"ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ɢᴏᴅɴᴇꜱꜱ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴏᴋᴀʏ ...", she said quietly and fought her Tears. Her precious Son was back, alive and healthy.

And not only that was what she felt. Not only was her Son back alive, he was the one who saved Gaara from dying. Without his Sacrafice the Family would have been destroyed, the Children without their Father and Raziela without her Husband. He saved the Family from a terrible Fate.

She was simply so relieved... and thankful.

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Art ©️ Yukuid

Raziela Kobayashi ©️ @kobayashisoul

Shinki of the Sand ©️ Masashi Kishimoto

Naruto & Boruto ©️ Masashi Kishimoto and Mikio Ikemoto

This Picture was a Comission for me from Yukuid . I am NOT the Artist of this Artwork. I am a Art Collector. I have the Artists written permission to upload this drawing to my Social Media. ⚠️

The Oc, her Design and Story belong to me. ⚠️

Without my written permission you have no right to recolor/repost/trace/edit/use this in any way. Also please don't use my Characters for Roleplay or Fanfictions. ⚠️

[rokkzalm]

Hailstorm Armor Reeze

A71E73 / 3DDDCE / 7A0809 / FFD14F / 09101B

[reikaniichan]

+1 random oc, Reeze (hanran treason). i haven't drawn her in a while, so details might have changed a little, etc etc

[robinylart]

my little girl

[newestmusic]

(official_joonas_kolostov)

[ririyah]

Wilson siblings! (none of them are normal) 😁

[natjennie]

why is baron at this underground casino in a green velvet suit.

[populousgraph]

This is probably going to be my second to last post about the whiteboard. (I'll probably do a final one after Thursday... the death of the whiteboard 😭)

The crew and Devin (I just realized my two unintroduced guys are there... soon...)

Devin is my favorite little special boy. *pushes all of his truamas under the rug* I love him with all my heart...

Oh, and Demon Charles. He's here too.

I drew these two things for the anonymous person on the whiteboard. ^^ I love her characters! I literally can't get enough!

Speaking of which, here are the hazbin versions of Carter and Devin drew by the anonymous person, and I redrew in my style.

Fang (I need to introduce him help-) and his new buddy... (I remember their name... shut up)

The artwork and second guy belong to @kursed-curtain

(Dude... I ADORE how you draw Fang. They're so bagjakiwjwneoen in your style. Thank you so much aughhh!!! This drawing alone is motivating me to do a proper introduction for him.)

Finally, this GORGEOUS drawing of Devin that I asked @zerguette to draw for me

(Dude, your art is FANTASTIC, and I LOVE this drawing so so so much! I put this on my homescreen so I can stare at it for longer because bahhh! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!)

Anyway, this is getting long and rambly... see yall tomorrow for Stickmintober! :3

[angstigone]

ngl at first I was a bit disappointed (denji pls stop mentioning your b*ners, I love you but...) but after searching some analysis and rewatching it, I am crying at my station as predicted.

is this tatsuki fujimoto way of saying we all should move on?

[kobayashisoul]

》 ꜱɴᴏᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴀɴᴅ 《

Hello again my Dears! 🩵

Today I want to tell you a bit about how Gaara expresses his Love. His Way of handle Things, Love Language and such. Enjoy! 🫶🏻

I imagine that Gaara's Love Language is physical Touch. When it comes to romantic Relationships, he was never and a Master of Words and he can show his Love way better through actions.

That doesn't mean that he CAN'T express his Love through words. It doesn't happen that often, but he definitely has his own way to say that he loves her. It may not always be a explicit "I love you", but I imagine that Gaara is someone who thinks about what he's saying very intense and so he has his own way to tell Raziela that he loves her.

• "You look beautiful today."

• "Let me take you home."

• "You're the one where I belong to."

• "Did you take care of yourself today?"

• "With you I can be myself."

The biggest act of Love for him is when they sleep with each other. Being so intimate and Gaara being so vulnerable in that Moment is his biggest act of trust, for someone who usually always has his Guard up thats defintely the truth.

I imagine that Gaara, after experiencing romantic Feelings for the first time, is quiet Love hungry. He lived without Love for a very long time, and before he had Feelings for Reeze, he never experienced romantic Love at all. And after getting a bite of that, I imagine that he can't get enough of that - like a Child being desperately wanting love.

That's at least how I imagine that. It's of course not Canon, but I always try my best to stay close to it. ;3; I hope this isn't too much OOC for Gaara.

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Art (c) its.sunjyo on Instagram

Raziela Kobayashi (c) @kobayashisoul

I bought her Outfit from gevielus on Instagram

Sabaku No Gaara (c) Masashi Kishimoto

Naruto & Boruto (c) Masashi Kishimoto and Mikio Ikemoto

This Picture was a Comission for me from its.sunjyo on Instagram. I am NOT the Artist of this Artwork. I am a Art Collector. I have the Artists written permission to upload this drawing to my Social Media. ⚠️

The Oc, her Design and Story belong to me. ⚠️

Without my written permission you have no right to recolor/repost/trace/edit/use this in any way. Also please don't use my Characters for Roleplay or Fanfictions. ⚠️

[rinneverse]

more birthday wishes utc!! i didn’t wanna flood dash again, hehe

@chaicomilk coco <33 thank you so much beloved :,,,) next round about the sun is such a cute way to express it. its so you; full of whimsy and cuteness and GAHHHFJAHDJA (ive had a bottle of soju so i apologize if my thoughts r messy GFJSHDJ)

@silkjade jade!!!!!! ahhh, thank you beloved🥹🥹 today has been a really really good one and i’d like to think so much of everyone’s wishes contributed to making that come true <3.. thank you jadie!! muah muah

@rafayelsheart THANK YOU REESIE MY DEAREST BELOVED!!! TODAY WAS VERY VERY WONDERFUL AND I HOPE YOURS WAS A GOOD DAY TOO!!!!

@amphoraei manu!!!! thank you so much <333 im sniffling and crying in the car rn you are so sweet :,)

@emortias KAI!!!!!! u are not late at all beloved, do not fret <3 thank u for the birthday wishes!! you are also such a dazzling presence on my dash and i love seeing your posts pop up frfr <33 ily!!

[tony-the-tigers-juicy-armpit]

The first freezing day of Autumn is behind on his taxes

and he probably can't tell that the electric signals dripping through his calculator are thinking creatures with jobs and families.

Norkippy is a town with nothing to see, where the only use for a window is to let in the sunlight. A series of gray suburban neighborhoods tinged with the idea of history, empty of any evidence of such except for a singular old church, otherwise so built for the residence of asphalt-dwelling roaring metal bulls that existing as a singular human, let alone a homeless one, is nightmarical.

And yet I'm camped out beside the church on a gingham blanket, on a picnic that never ends. The town technically ends at the edge of the sidewalk, so new buildings can't be erected past it, but the church is historical, and therefore the only building on this side of the road. The road itself is quite short, just 7 houses. From my view, it's a perfect flat painting of a dreary street, my only joy - honestly - being the sandwich that the priestman brings me twice a day. Ham, always. I try asking him for a bacon-egg-and-cheese or a PB&J but all that comes out of my mouth is vocal static, utter nonsense, or word salad if I'm lucky. I can only think in English, but I can only speak in tongues.

Nobody knows what I'm thinking, and nobody sees what I see. Every morning, the post office truck delivers one letter to one house on the street. Monday: House 104. Tuesday: House 107. Wednesday: House 102. The postal workers don't operate on Sunday, so each week one house is skipped. Every house has some kind of window facing the street - to let the sunlight in - where I can see the glow of their TVs through the curtains at night. When the letter-receiving house is within my view, I can see that the light from their TV that night is red. Every other house's is blue. On Sunday morning, when the truck inevitably doesn't come, the residents of the skipped house look distinctly haggard as everyone crams into the church, all ignoring me with equal vigor regardless of who got mail when. That night, the skipped house's TV glow is green. Electric green, like a checkmark on a rushed office slideshow. Skipped folks never quite recover, and everyone gets skipped at some point. They're all slowly being used up.

The process is robotic, and yet when I look up at the sky on any clear night I see something wild responding to this process. Wild, but not ancient, only as old as my great-grandfather. It smells sweet, like the house of the witch in Hansel & Gretel, and sounds like an advert for a seasonal latte, but as its aura-body TVglows red and green I can only feel the jarring chill of the first cold day of autumn, when the reality of low temperature clocks the bliss of the warm months. And I know in my heart that seasons aren't just weather anymore. They're persons, and they have taxes to pay.

[kero-verdade]

so RIIZE is all adults thank the LORD

[gxtzeizm]

it's only day 1 of the wildcard stage and yet there's a really entertaining match between legion vs insilio as there are 2 of the players from legion have their in-game names as "hehehehehehehe" and "meow" like....goddddd it's just straight out giggling and meowing forreal lmaoooooooo 🥹🥹🥹

[lyrics365]

Papyrus

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[hxgrl]

I have an idea for an art piece that's way above my skill level