#and I love them sososososososo much

[mytardisisparked]

Went to the zoo today. Had an emotional moment in the bat area. Good day.

[bmpmp3]

everyone on earth probably has a hypothetical farming sim in their mind's eye that they daydream about on occasion because of the unfortunate situation that despite there being like a thousand farming games released every minute only like 4 of them are any good. and i think this is fun, i think its good to keep the imagination alive. if i made a farming sim i would bring back rival marriages from the old friends of mineral town. i want to steal someones wife.

[natsmagi]

So about that…

Sora climax 5* and Tsumugi climax 4*

ive changed

[warpaway]

"Linhardt!"

Caspar catches up to his friend with bounding steps, brimming with extra enthusiasm. It's a special day, even if Linhardt himself doesn't usually pay it much mind. The precarious little tower of gifts bundled up in Caspar's arms are a testament to that.

"I got this little artifact from a guy saying it's from Zanado." He says, offering an explanation for the silky drawstring bag at the top of the gift tower. "But then I was like- wait, how do I know it's even real? So then I found a book from a scholar who studies all the stuff they find out in the ruins there."

With the rectangular base accounted for as well, all that remains is to explain the cloth-covered basket that wobbles in the middle. Caspar smiles. A smudge of flour scrunches up into the space between his cheek and his nose.

"You can definitely trust the guy who made the fruit tarts, though. He's got plenty of practice spotting his own mistakes and throwing 'em out, heheh."

Even if both the book and the relic turn out to be bogus, it can still be an interesting journey for Linhardt to uncover the truth-- that's what Caspar hopes, anyway. Journeys with Linhardt are never boring.

"Y'know...letting you sleep in was your first birthday present today, but maybe next year I should toss that one out and take you out to those old ruins in person instead." You can see the sights for yourself, and I'll protect you from any dangers. That part goes without saying. "Whaddaya say?"

upon waking up this morning, linhardt had forgotten what day it is. thursday, certainly. professor hanneman wants a literature review on monday, so that's four days from now, depending on how you count them. it takes an absurdly long amount of time (and an entire extra student wishing him well) for him to remember his own birthday. from that moment forward... linhardt expects something.

caspar can't leave well enough alone. they know this to be an immutable fact about their best friend, and past experience and pattern recognition dictates that soon enough he'll appear with his own attempt to wish linhardt a happy birthday today.

linhardt relishes that feeling - the familiarity of it, the fondness he holds for caspar, and the combination of the two being just for him. he is a selfish person, he knows, but this is the one day it's completely permissible. that means it's one more day for him to put off the introspection.

the expectation wears on them though. caspar could be around that corner, but when they round it, he isn't. what is he doing? what could be taking so long? that expectation builds. now, they might call it suspense. it could also be something else, though. part of them just wants to spend the time with their best friend.

linhardt has been enjoying garreg mach so far, but that has been a problem since day one. there's no long carriage ride to bergliez territory, or staying at the hevring estate in enbarr, or any other unbearable social event standing in between caspar and linhardt now, but there are still days that go by in which they don't see each other. today, that problem seems as obvious as it's ever been. they should do something about it. if linhardt's noticed it, then surely caspar has twice as many times.

he takes the long way back to his room. the last chance for caspar to drag him to dinner so that he can complain about caspar's eating habits, fondly, or surprise him with some absurd combination of gifts that...

linhardt doesn't have a chance to finish the though before it manifests before them: that is caspar carrying a pile of gifts, and they simply must be for linhardt.

there's no need for compunction between the two, so linhardt's hands reach for the top gift before caspar's explanation is even finished, even before they have an even better reason to see what's hidden inside.

a zanado relic, and a guidebook to verify its authenticity themself. caspar surely doesn't realize what a wonderful present that is on its own, or he wouldn't have gone through the trouble to put so much work into... is that blackberries linhardt smells? he's realizing he's skipped dinner, and his stomach is angry about it.

"you never disappoint, caspar," he says. he plucks the second package off the stack to lighten his friend's load - that, and the first chance linhardt gets alone he's digging right in to this mystery. if not for the unpleasant memories linhardt has surrounding that place, he's certain he would be begging to join some expedition the archaeologists go on.

zanado is the place where linhardt killed some one. step one to blocking out that horrible memory, that trauma, is to never return. he can run away from what he did there, and he doesn't have to remember or think about it ever again. he's long come to terms with zanado simply being untouchable since then. could he go with caspar? linhardt has trouble holding onto painful memories with his best friend around. he could do anything with him, probably. they could do anything together.

"i'll thank you for letting me sleep this morning, even if i admittedly didn't realize it," they say instead, pondering the offer still. "zanado is... i'd like to go there one day."

he says it as though he hasn't already been there. beside caspar, it will be new anyway. he could actually enjoy it, probably. caspar could tackle any demonic beast, and even triumph over linhardt's personal demons. "for a birthday gift, the chance to unravel an ancient secret and spend more time with my best friend at the same time would be hard to surpass. careful, you might ruin my expectations for every year afterwards."

their mouth curves into a playful smile, two of the three gifts held tight to their chest. even without giving either a proper glance, they've instantly become cherished treasures, just because of the day and the gifter and the thoughtfulness with which they were chosen. as pleased as they are, and even with the warm feeling in their chest, linhardt has the audacity to request a fourth gift.

"now, it wouldn't behoove me to overeat, so while i trust the cook was able to bake a basket of scrumptious treats, would you mind helping me eat them, too? i accidentally skipped dinner again. i'm in a good mood so i'll only complain about you talking with your mouth full a tiny bit. well, maybe a bit more than that, but..."

[cldhrbour]

double fangs. always ALWAYS imagine serana with the double fangs we see in underworld or the older anne rice movies

[jarondont]

P L E A S E

I NEED THIS

modern odyssey au but just so odysseus and penelope could kiss each other on the cheek before they leave for work

[kosije]

hi there! if it is possible could you do a piece where the reader (fem) and iwa/akaashi go to a park to walk the reader's dog, where two kids approach the reader while they are sitting on a bench and ask her to play with them. iwa/akaashi has been planning to propose to the reader for a while and on the way back he asks them their opinion on children and the reader replies with something that convinces them that they are the one.

thank you in advance!

ㅤ( ㅤ҉ 🌳 ) puppy love

a/n ★ ׂ first post of 2024! thank you so much anon :) this was fun to write. i tried to see who i wanted to write for more, but i couldn’t! so today i present you a two course meal (^з^) scroll down to read akaashi’s part, but yk i had to put my fav first _(:3 」∠)_

— main masterlist | haikyuu masterlist

c/w ★ ׂ akaashi x fem!reader / iwaizumi x fem,reader, reader has a dog, reader is a physical therapist, reader likes kids, mentions of marriage/proposal, fluff, akaashi’s part does have a make out session (but i did try to make it tasteful)

🌱 choose your character!

player 1 — iwaizumi

you're painted in a golden glow. a star walking beside him as you talk about everything that had happened at work. today was a good day, you say. your patient has had a breakthrough and can now walk without support. her muscle movement is almost fluid and her mood has brightened up tremendously ever since.

your dog seems just as happy as you are. it practically prancing between you and Iwaizumi.

"how was work today? you got off pretty early," you coo, nudging him with your shoulder.

"oh, yeah—" he coughs, suddenly interested in the strap of the bag full of your snacks and dog stuff. "yeah, one of my clients was a no-show so i just closed my availability after i finished."

his stomach does flips, he hates lying. he hates keeping secrets from you, but he can't tell you he's been out looking for engagement rings all day. he hasn't even stepped foot in his gym; he has been planning with his clients to skip today all month.

in reality, while you have been at the hospital, he has been around every jeweler in the area, trying to find the perfect ring for you. he knows what you like. he knows your ring size, your favorite stone, and your favorite metal.

but none of them seemed like the one.

he had come across this hole-in-the-wall shop on his way back. not the cleanest, but not sketchy, but he had no time to look. he had just bookmarked it and drove home.

"that's nice. i'm happy we could do this, we rarely go out on weekdays."

"yeah? been missing me hunny?" he pouts, eyes closed, making mwah noises to you.

you scoff, but mush his face between your hands and plant a big kiss on his lips and he can taste fruit on your lips.

"so so sososososososo much, haji." and you kiss him again on the cheek, then the other, then one last peck on his lips, and he can't help the smile that spreads across his face.

you two walk for a little longer this time with his thump under the waistband of your pants until you reach the benches by the climbing frame.

"wanna rest up?"

you nod to him and plop down together, sighing. you tie the leash to the bench arm, and iwa digs through the bag for the dog bowl and water.

you two cuddle up together. your hands play with the fabric of his shorts, and his arm is stroking your side as you watch children play, people work out with their dogs, and birds fly from tree to tree.

it's peaceful. and it's natural. and he's nervous.

a couple of laughs break him out of his trance, and when he's focused again he sees two kids, a boy and a girl, nervously asking you to play with them.

"we wanna play hide and go seek, but we both wanna hide. and- and- and- my grandma said that we should ask someone to seek for us s-so we don't argue," the girl says, twisting her foot into the dirt as her brother silently plays with your dog.

"yeah?" you look to iwaizumi, and he nods, not in any objection. "where should i count?

ㅤ ㅤ҉ 🌳

you play with the kids for about fifteen minutes. running around — tag, hide and go seek, fetch with your dog, and racing with them. he watches you from the bench, laughing with the kids, and something of a flame ignites within him. his heart squeezes and his face warms more and more just at the sight of you. you're so carefree and happy. the kids are giggling and smiling ear to ear as you pretend to run as fast as you can, only to get tagged back and go back to chasing them. your dog is sitting between his legs as he adds ice cubes to his bowl for him to chew on, and he thinks he's never been happier.

it feels as natural as breathing, seeing you with the kids, and he doesn't even try to stop himself or the drumming of butterflies in his chest, daydreaming of you two at the park with kids of your own. you running around with them and playing. him setting the table for you all. him reading them bedtime stories as you kiss their foreheads and tuck them in, leading him back to your guy's room, hand in hand, with a pretty rock on your ring finger.

he watches as the kids light up at the sight of the older woman walking toward you and smiling brightly. it's no trouble, i had fun, he hears you say. she thanks you again and the kids wave bye to you and him before you walk back to the bench. your face is a little flushed and your baby hairs are sticking to your forehead messily.

"tired?"

"not..really..." you huff with your hands on your hips and head facing the sky.

"i can see why their grandma needed a break. It took you 15 minutes to get sweaty," he laughs, a large hand rubbing your hip.

"good thing when that happens with ours, i'll have you with me," you laugh, plopping down on the bench next to him. he's silent for a little while, can tell that you've noticed it when you turn your head to him.

"baby, you're all flushed." you touch his face to examine it, and he grabs it, bringing your palm to his lip.

"it is a good thing that we'll have each other, isn't it," he mumbles, and there's a boyish smile glued to his face.

you give him a funny look and kiss him softly, and he remembers to check that hole-in-the-wall spot tomorrow

"2 kids max though."

"there are only two of us," he agrees.

player 2 — akaashi

he likes how you look when it's cold. likes how you look bundled up and cozy, how you always rub up against his side. you're always so warm, it feels too good, you always say. how could he ever complain though? he may not say much, but he loves it when you're holding him, touching him somewhere innocuous, like you have to have some sort of physical connection with him at all times. call him clingy, but he'll just tell you he's in love.

your dog seems just as calm as you are, walking close between you and Akaashi.

"how was it with your client today?" you ask, playing with the hem of his cuff.

"unremarkable, feels as if it never even happened," he says and mentally slaps himself for being so literal. you're none the wiser to his lie. or the fact he's been looking for engagement rings all day. how many flower shops he's passed looking for your favorites. how many venues he's bookmarked. so instead, he's asking you how it went with your patient.

"pretty good," you say, smiling into your scarf. it belongs to him, but he the way it looks on you more. "making some real breakthroughs. she'll be running in no time."

"that's good, 'm proud of you both. this means you'll be spending more time at home?"

"just a little. she asks if we do more intensive workouts now—push her to her limits. feels like the home stretch, though."

"can't wait till the discharge, we should celebrate over dinner."

"my favorite?"

he laughs at the way your puppy dog eyes peer up at him. "of course."

and you do a little happy dance, bend down to tell your dog the great, and he's happy. his heart is hung heavy in his chest for you, but it feels as light as a cloud. and despite the sting in his cheeks, he can't stop smiling.

you guys reach a bench by a pond and sit together. you let your dog play in the grass in front of you two as he pulls a book from his satchel and wipes his glasses before putting them back on his face.

"will you read to me?"

and of course, he says yes, because it makes him so happy to entertain you. you compliment his voice, tell him it makes you calm whenever he speaks, tell him it makes reading feel more intimate, hypnotizing almost. god, if only you knew half the things you do to him.

"excuse me," he stops for a second, and you both turn to see a little boy and girl standing in front of you.

he tells them hello, and the boy asks him to read to them too.

"our- we like books a lot. and we can be very quiet," he whispers that last part. "my grandma says it's okay, she's right- right there." he follows the kid's finger to an older woman, quietly sitting by another bench close by, glancing between the kids and the two of you.

he points to himself, and the two kids with a tilt of his head and she nods, hands settling into her lap.

"can i pet your dog?" the girl asks, and you gush.

"of course, sweetheart!"

"can i sit next to you?" the boy asks him, and he nods, holding the book out away from his body, picking the boy with his free hand and letting him settle against the side of his body and reads.

ㅤ ㅤ҉ 🌳

he gets about a chapter deep before the kids fall asleep. the little girl had been settled in your arms just a moment after the boy had asked, as he read.

"your voice is like a lullaby," you muse, nudging his foot with your own.

"or maybe this book is just that boring."

"note even," you whisper through a smile. "you're just a natural."

the kids stir awake moments later, now with their grandma by their sides. she thanks the two of you, tells you how time is catching up with her and she can't do as much for them as she used to.

"it's no problem, ma'am. i can tell that you do so much already."

she thanks you again, cupping your hands as the two kids position themselves next to her, grabbing onto her skirt.

"and might i add, it is so nice seeing a couple so good with kids. tell me, do you have some of your own?"

"no," you laugh, placing your head on his shoulder. "not yet."

and when you wink at the woman, she laughs, putting her fingers up to her lips. "not for long either, i can tell."

and you both giggle at one another as he sits there flushed. not yet. it repeats in his head even as he trails you back to your car. his face is burning. he's not so immature as to be flustered by the thought have having a child with you. but he can't stop the feeling he gets when you say things like that.

not yet.

"earth to keji?"

he jumps slightly, hand sweeping up to cover his mouth.

you look worried. your lips are in a pretty pout and your hand is on his chest. "what's wrong?"

he says nothing, doesn't dare to use his words, and so he kisses you. and it's somewhat feverish and terribly lovesick. his hands are warm on your face, and his glasses are fogging up, but he doesn't care. he is fighting for air in between your moans and he'd be perfectly content with passing out as long as your lips are on his. as long as you are his.

eventually, you guys have to pull back. your lips are plumper and he's sure his area deep shade of pink.

and keji doesn't care about the venue, or date, or anything else, because as long as he can tell you "i do," he knows he'll be the luckiest man on earth.

"i have a different idea as a celebration for when your time with your patient has concluded," he says.

you pout. "so no dinner?" so damn cute.

he kisses your lips one last time before starting the car.

"you'll still get that dinner, hun."

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[taptroupe]

uhm ahem um daily reminder to please play evergrace because it's fromsoftware's first attempt at a 3rd person action rpg so it's like a predecessor to demon's souls ig and kota hoshino goes so fucking hard yes true and also darius and sharline are super moe and i love their sibling dynamic mixed with time discrepancy and that one moment in the novel where darius just hauls her like a potato sack i love how much they love each other and i love them sososososososo much i'm died 👉👈

[autisticaradiamegido]

ur art style is genuinely sososososososo cute i luv it so much

thank you so much!!!

i also wanna take this opportunity to say: i actually get asks like this fairly often?? and i RARELY answer them, and it is NOT because i am not happy to hear it.

it is in fact, because i think they are all, like this one, really incredibly sweet and i never really feel like i have the right words to express how great and lovely it is that y'all are willing to take time out of your day and send these really kind and validating messages (particularly to me, an internet rando who largely draws very silly and self indulgent shit).

so if you have literally ever sent me an ask saying nice stuff about my art and i didn't answer it just know it is still just sitting there in my inbox making me do one of these every time i see it

[trans-luis-serra-navarro]

Hii!!!

Thank you so much for tagging me before, I hope this isn't too late (?) Days are hectic for me but nonetheless, I would very much like to touch up on your tips and advice you have when writing for Luis. I loved him in the remake, and I would very much love to do him justice in some form of written work!

Thank you for reaching out, this really helps me!!

<3

HIHIHI ITS NOT A PROBLEM AT ALL!!!!! And don’t worry it’s NEVER too late!!! I have stuff sitting in my inbox from like. December HCNEHNDJDJJXNS

I Must admit I’m not really an expert nor am I much of a profession fanfic writer or anything- I only do it for fun!!!! So if you want something like, more specific PLEASE pretty please feel free to ask I’d be more than happy to help!!!! But in terms of general tips and tricks??? Here’s a few that I have under the cut!!!

As weird as this is gonna sound a lot of time I’ll just go and watch Luis’ voice actor André Peña’s streams on Twitch to try and pick up on lil mannerisms or speech quirks that get shown in-game!!!! If I can find an example I’ll put it here, but just generally picking up on what Luis would theoretically sound like if he were talking in a casual conversation helps me out!!!!! (Also he’s just in general a very lovely guy and his twitch streams are always fun so I reccomended them if you’re able to catch one!!!)

On a similar note, if you’re watching any cutscenes and any small characteristic sticks out to you- use that to your advantage!!!! I’ve always noticed how he kinda smiles differently when in different situations/levels of stress/talking to different people so I use that to my advantage when writing scenes with him!!!!

OR OR EVEN, if you’re able to and have the time, go look at older livestreams where the cast talk about their roles in RE4R and see what André has to say about Luis!!!!!! I’m more than happy to link the streams once I can find them again if you want!!!!!!!!! Seeing the actors be so genuine and passionate about the characters and putting their whole selves into the role truly does make them feel just so,,,, h u m a n <<<<33

Also, I know everyone and their mother says this, but research truly does help!!!!! There’s a LOT of things people miss about his character if you only view him on a surface-level or go into his character assuming he’s just a cardboard cutout ‘bad-guy-turned-good’ Typa character, so reading analysis posts on him to get a better idea of why he does what he does and how he is as a person will really help!!!! (Obviously I’ve got my own posts under the tag #luisposting or #othersposts, but the lovely @blveherb has some amazing posts of their own I can’t recommend enough!!!!)

There’s a LOOOOOOT of just. Very incorrect misinformation out there HXNSUSJ (staring at you resident evil fan wiki. Staring at you. VERY HARD) so if you ever come across a post that seems to only lean towards a negative view of Luis as a character or never gives him the benefit of the doubt,,,, it most likely won’t have been made with good taste in mind or properly researched HCNEHENDUDJ

Also also also, looking for things that he was directly inspired by!!!!!! I C A N N O T make this post without mentioning the 1957 Don Quixote film- it’s free on YouTube and it is SOOOOOO SOSOSOSOSOSOSO GOOD!!!!! Capcom TRULY put their all into the Don Quixote symbolism in his character and if you’re able to get your hands on a copy of the book, it’s well worth the read!!!

AGAIN on a similar note- looking at his culture and history is SOOOOOOOO important!!!! For example, the beginning of Seperate Ways features Luis doing a style of Flamenco called ‘Seguiriyas’- and once I’m awake in the morning and fully able to navigate the horror of the tumblr tagging system I’ll look for a post that goes deeper into this HCNEHWNEUDJDIS but Indigenous and Spanish culture are full of such rich and beautiful history you can pull from it is SO worth taking a look!!! Not to mention, you can play around with the fact that Luis was raised pretty Hardcore Catholic or the fact that it’s implied his Grandfather fought in/would have survived the Spanish Civil war as concepts a ton!!!

And if you’re writing specifically for Serennedy, taking a look at the Queer history of Spain/Europe as a whole is DEFINITELY worth your time!!!!! Looking back and remembering the people who came before us is always important and lends a hand to how we perceive our own funny lil fictional guys BCBEHENEJDNXJ

That being said, I only ever see this with writers who already have bigoted views and you seem like literally the nicest person EVERRRRRR so this TOTALLY isn’t directed at you!!!!!! But it’s super important not to fall into just straight-up racist stereotypes- calling Luis a predator, saying he’s a sex-driven animal, generally referring to him as ‘dirty’ etc is stuff that unfortunately you don’t JUST see with Luis but with many other POC characters too (like Carlos for example- he gets the brunt of it a LOT) so when you see stuff like this, don’t be afraid to call it out!!!!!!

I HOPE THIS LONG ASS POST DIDNT SCARE YOU OFF OR ANYTHING AHDNWHENXUDNXIX I TRIED MY BEST TO COVER ALL OF MY BASES CUZ I WASNT SURE WHAT KIND OF TIPS YOU WANTED!!!!!!!!! Again if you want something more specific feel free to ask!!!!!!!!

[hotgayfurryuwu]

Haiiiiiii

I’m Doe!!! I think im maybe a girl? I am 18! Minors ok but dont be weird around me

If youre 18+ be as weird as you want around me i’ll like it :3

Furry | Polyamorous + Pansexual | slightly autistic

Transfem :3 (i think)

Big interests right now: Pokemon, One Piece, Fnaf, Beastars, Disco Elysium, Sid Meier’s Civilization, Subnautica, Lethal Company

I have an obsession with deer, i love them sososososososo much i wish i was a deer

Talk to me!!! Seriously please talk to me i want new friends :3

Hope u like what i put here :3

[stayconnecteed]

hi hiiii 💗 for the ask game: 4, 6, 9 & 21

kpop fanfic writer questions ( ask game link. )

ㅤ4 . what is your favorite genre/trope of fanfic to read?

i think i've said this before, and if you know me it's not a surprise but ✨️college au✨️ raaawr i love it sososososososos much ( made me idolise college 😩 ) but yeah and poly relationships, and idiots to lovers.

ㅤ6 . what got you into writing fanfics?

my imagination?? i guess?? i don't really remember who got me into fanfics because i was the one that got all my irl friends back when i started in wattpad. but i've always loved writing. like, i was one of the firsts in my class who learned how to write, and then i couldn't stop creating stories in my head. i participated in writing contests in my school and when i started to read i just loved so much the plots and universes i guess i just thought waaaait what about spice things up w an original characterrr fksjfkjffkf it came natural to me

ㅤ9 . what new genres/tropes would you be open to writing/reading?

new genres... i don't really know. when it comes to reading i just need to read the plot. i pretty much say yes to anything (some hard no's when it comes to smut) but i really value the quality of what's writing over the genre/trope. easy to please, i would say. but when it comes to writing, i've been exploring the a/b/o world and hybrids too, maybee in a future. and also mafia au. but mainly fantasy. i love fantasy and i have a couple of things in my drafts i have to edit and see if i like them. like, the cruel prince ish fantasy and stuff. pretty open too to write whatever. even if i already like the trope i need to be in the right state of mind, sooo

ㅤ21 . what was the first fandom you started writing or reading for?

i think this is a common one, but harry potter. i had a draco malfoy fanfic in spanish, in wattpad, with a heavy developed and complex backstory ( i wrote it when i was 12 ). and reading too skfjdkfjfk then i think it was now you see me, tom holland/marvel & pjo.

thank u for these ones mana!! jdlsnfld had so much fun 🫶🏼

[awesomegena]

I LOVE YOU SOSOSOSOSOSOSO MUCH /P YOUR ARGENTHILL IS MY WORLD IS MY EVRYRHING. YOU ARE THE MOST FAV ARTIST EVER AND I WILL PRAY FOR YOU AND FOR YOUR HAPPINESS AND HEALTH KEEP SAVING MY SOUL AND SPREADING YOUR DRAWINGS OF THESE TWO. they are healing me. they fixed me. thanky ou very much. you draw them as i exactly see them. also thank you for darkskinned boothill :3

OMMGG??? THANK YOU😭😭😭😭😭😭 i love them with my whole heart and you have no idea how glad I am that YOU love them!!!! your feedback means a lot to me (especially abt headcanons T___T)

im insane. promise i will continue to draw argenthill until i fall exhausted .🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

[neon-u-dumb-shxtty-child]

Heyyy bestie got any Howdy hcs you wanna share? 👉👈

My brain's mush and I can't think of any to share myself cries lol

Howdy my love I adore him sososososososo much <3

A headcanon i really like is that he’s a bit of a perfectionist, especially when it comes to his bodega

He just loves his little store and he can’t bear to see it be anything other than perfect

He adores going on strolls and stopping by his neighbors’s houses just to say hi and deliver goods

He was emo in highschool, I can’t explain it but I think that idea is really fun

He loves to help his shorter neighbors with things like reaching tall shelves or carrying them around, it’s a fun pastime

He likes the rain, he watches the rain through his window whenever it’s peaceful enough to not be considered a storm

I don’t have too many but I love Howdy he deserve cuddles

[carrot--cube]

All My varulfurs ;w;

I love them sososososososo much

[legs-like-jelly]

augh theres so many asks to answer i can only answer so many but i love them all sososososososo much uuyhgrg..