#elivis

[erigold13261]

“The Goolings”

Decided to try and make some designs and names for the members of the Goolings. Also gives me an excuse to draw Kul Fyra for once lol.

Kul Fyra: Guitar and Vocals

Elivy: Main vocals

Quida: Drums and Backup vocals

Joust: Bass and Backup vocals

[izayoichan]

Emil: What if you don’t feel that way one day?

Watching Emil stand there, almost shrinking in front of him, he thought about what he could say to make them see how he felt about them. For him, there was no getting bored of this life they had together, that all of his future ideas and hopes had Emil in them. Then as lightning from a clear sky, it hit him. He knew how he could perhaps ease Emil’s worries, and he knew they had seen enough movies by now to understand what this meant. He had been thinking about it for a while, but he had never found the way he would like to do it. Something fancy , wasn’t them, this on the other hand.. This was them. He just hoped Emil wouldn’t mind finding a ring later as he had none yet.

Pulling back a bit, he gently took Emil’s hand in his, which had the dragon tilt his head slightly.

Flynn: I know, you have seen enough movies by now Emil, to know what I am about to do means. I know it's not quite your way of doing this thing, but it is mine and our families.

He watched as Emil’s eyes got bigger as he knelt on one knee, holding one hand in his as Emil lifted his other in front of their mouth. They indeed know what this meant, not just from the movies, but also from the many books they had read in their time on both sides.

Flynn: I don't have a heart to share with you the way your kind does, but I promise you, this heart in here, it is all yours. And together, we are two hearts. -he smiles softly at Emil.- Emil: It's enough, our hearts, our two hearts are enough. 

(Poses (I think!) by @herecirmsims)

Beginning - Previous - Next

[straight-into-the-animus]

Evie and Elise can't agree on a whole lot when it comes to their first Christmas together

First there is the plastic versus the real tree debate (Evie, having the fondest memories of Christmas with her grandmother and the smell of pine trees, Elise very confidently saying they can get pine smell in a can somewhere instead and that neither of their clothes can handle sap)

Then there's the tinsel on the tree (Elise swearing it makes the whole thing look that much more classic and shiny since they just HAD to get a real tree, Evie steadfastly refusing to clean up and giving Elise a knowing look each time a clump delicately falls)

Then there's the cookies (both can agree on chocolate chip and raspberry thumbprints, surprisingly, but Evie doesn't like peanut butter blossoms and Elise tries not to take it personally as she munches on the treat with betrayal)

And, perhaps the worst disagreement of all: what is the greatest Christmas song of all time, barring Last Christmas by Wham!

However, there is one thing they can agree on: Laying out together in front of their massive fireplace, with the credits rolling on some movie that they haven't been paying attention to for a long time now, with hot drinks half gone, with their arms tightly around each other, that this is definitely a tradition to keep going forward

[canthandlethishit]

i once had natto flavoured soymilk, it felt like a crime

there's something incestuous about seasoning tofu with soy sauce

[mightywhite]

[kawaiianimeredhead]

Watching Grease for the first time in a very long time

[kit-behind-the-curtain]

*in a teen in tumblr 2013 voice* oh my goddddddddd im sooooooooooo hiiiiiiiiiiiiiggggghhhhhhhhh

[oharabunny]

Happy Autumn Moon Festival ☾ ₍ᐢ. .ᐢ₎

Disclaimer: I was given to write this fic by @kairiscorner for an anon (I am @hisachuu). I'm Chinese-American, so I write from the perspective of one and my own personal experiences! Also, this is a reupload because I was unsure if anyone could see my reblog. Warning: Miguel x GN!Reader // Reader is Chinese-American // Fuckboy Miguel if you squint (but more like a flirt) // Shy!Reader

Word Count: 2229

Summary: Imagine sharing mooncake with Miguel under the moonlight

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It was that time of the year again. You made sure to google around September so you never miss the date since it always changed every year according to the lunar calendar, even if the date was usually towards the end of the month. The Autumn Moon or Mid-Autumn Festival. You were disheartened when Miguel assigned you yet another hard anomaly mission for the 4th time in a row with him that you just finished, without so much of a proper break. It was a blessing and a curse. It meant he had immense amount of trust in you along with great approval. (Something you secretly craved) But it was beginning to take a toll on you, as you were beginning to miss your family. You won't be home to celebrate with them with all the work that you do for the Spider Society.

For Miguel.

You were in the middle of your thoughts when you were approached by some of the other Chinese and Chinese-American Spider variants who came up to ask your plans for the holiday. You all chatted for awhile and some were discussing how they were part of the Mid-Autumn Festival like lion dancing or helping their family's vendor in their home universes. Some variants were still teenagers who were volunteers to guide the traffic. Some of the older variants shared their homemade mooncake and gifted you some snacks.

That gave you an idea.

If you couldn't go home to spend the holiday with your family, then you could bring the holiday to Miguel. It's not like he knew about the Mid-Autumn Festival, so perhaps a fun cultural exchange could eliviate some of the stress you were put on.

You told Lyla you would be right back, and quickly left HQ for Nueva York's Chinatown to pick up your favorite brand and type of mooncake: the traditional one with lotus paste with salted duck yolk...though you also picked up a box without the yolk just in case Miguel didn't like it, and also another box of assorted flavored snow skin mooncakes from the freezer section if he just couldn't handle traditional mooncakes as well. You decided to go with your favorite to stay true to yourself since it wasn’t economic to buy all three boxes. You left the other two back on the shelf before checking out.

You also picked up jasmine green tea (your personal favorite) on the way. You went into the cafeteria, and asked the kitchen crew to let you brew the tea, which they happily allowed. You gave them one of the mooncakes you bought (a box has 4 mooncakes typically), and taught them what it was and what it was for. Safe to say they were not the biggest fans, but that was no surprise to you. You were used to it, but there was only one person's opinion you cared about.

Your heart skipped a beat in anticipation and nervousness of what he would think of the mooncake. Would he like it? Hate it? Would he even care?

You slowly approached Miguel's office where his super high platform resided in. To no one's surprise, he was up there working for who knows what, for who knows how long. Almost as he anticipated for your return, he turned around, and cocked an eyebrow at the bag of the metal tin box and thermos you were carrying.

"What's all this?" Miguel lowered his platform quickly for you, which he rarely did for anyone. But for you, he made an exception.

"Ah, well I got us some mooncakes and tea, for you know, the Mid-Autumn Festival." You motioned the bag and thermos at him. "It's today. If you have time, that is." You broke eye contact with him, a habit of yours when you weren't sure about something.

Luckily for you, Miguel was receptive to your emotions and habits from working with you all the time. Overworking you was his way of making you spend more time with him, which is how he picked up your subtle mannerisms. Not that you knew, of course. Your compliant and people-pleasing nature didn't question it, to his delight. Now you were standing before him all fidgety and nervous while holding a bunch of things that you were trying to share with him.

How cute. Miguel mused. "Sure, I have time."

Miguel was not a tea and cakes type of guy, but again, for you, he'll try anything once.

"How about we go on the roof? The moon is said to be at the fullest and brightest tonight."

"Of course."

You two swung and zipped through the halls of HQ, and reached for the top of the building. You set your thermos and bag down on the floor of the roof. Miguel closely followed and watched you as you sat down and took out the tin box, and noticed the intricate details that were painted and embossed on the lid. As you were about to open them, Miguel pointed at the female figure from the design.

"Who's she? And that rabbit."

Your eyes beamed in excitement the moment he asked. You were afraid he was only going along with you for your sake. (He was interested in anything about you.)

"She's the moon goddess, Chang'e, who's famous for stealing her husband's elixir of immortality. Her husband, Houyi, was an archer that was rewarded the elixir by the gods for his services. She escaped to the moon, stayed there, and became its goddess. The moon is said to be the fullest and brightest according to the lunar calendar today which is why she is always referenced for the Mid-Autumn Festival." You explained as much as you could remember from stories you were taught in Chinese language school. You pointed at the rabbit. "And that lil bunny there is always with her because Chinese people think the moon crater looks like a bunny pounding more of the elixir of immortality! So it's like it's always with her."

You looked up at Miguel who was looking straight at you with soft brown eyes as he leaned his weight extremely close to you. He wore a soft smile from listening to you, making your heart flutter and temperature rise on your cheeks.

"You look so lovely under the moonlight." His eyes were half-lidded looking down on you. "Looks like you're stealing something from me too."

He was leaning dangerously close as his lips ghosted yours. You could feel every fiber of your muscles in your entire body tensing up and heat reverberating. Your breath hitched, but before anything else could happen, you panicked and looked down at the mooncake tin beside you.

"U-Um let me cut you your share." You said awkwardly. You didn't even notice Miguel pouting in disappointment.

You opened up the tin box. Miguel frowned and crossed his arms. He looked at the opened tin and noticed a missing mooncake. "You shared them with someone else, first? Guess I'm really not that special to you."

"I-I didn't mean to! I just had to brew some tea at the cafeteria and I wanted to thank the kitchen crew." You explained hurriedly like you were in trouble.

"I'm just teasing." Miguel chuckled and squeezed your arm for reassurance. He moved on and noticed something. "They're much smaller than I thought they'd be. Are they mini cakes?" He tilted his head to the side in curiosity, examining all lines, shapes, and characters of the design on the mooncakes.

"No, they're meant to be this size. The cakes are super dense." You had cut up the mooncake into 4 pieces. You held up the plastic tray it came in for Miguel. "Here. It has a salted egg yolk, and the filling is lotus paste. It's sweet and salty, and also my favorite!"

He took a piece of his share and you watched tentatively, unsure of his reaction. His eyes widened, but not in shock, rather in delight. He nodded in approval. He followed with a small smile.

"That was actually really good. I won't lie, I thought the salted egg yolk was weird at first, but it actually works to balance out the intense sweetness of the mooncake." He paused. "Could I get some tea though?" He pointed at the thermos.

"Oh, yeah, of course!"

You quickly pour him the tea into the lid of the thermos that also served as a cup. The tea was still warm as steam was coming off of the cup. You gently blew on the cup before handing it to Miguel. He immediately sipped the tea. He had let the tea sit in his mouth before swallowing to taste the tea.

"Think this might be my favorite tea. The light floral flavor helps neutralize the stickiness and sugar of the mooncake." He noted.

You couldn't be more happy to hear his compliments and analysis. Your need for his validation and approval was more than satisfied at this point.

"It's a bit rare for someone who never grew up on them to like these traditional mooncakes." You reminisced a bit on your childhood growing up. Even the other Chinese kids didn't always liked traditional Chinese food.

"Well I'm just cultured like that." Miguel dramatically flipped his hair, being the cheeky guy he was. "I have good taste."

You giggled. "Yes you really do!" You paused for a second. "Can I ask you something?"

"Of course." He replied softly, a tone he almost never used with anyone.

"What did you celebrate usually at home?" You could feel yourself regretting to ask due to his past, but you couldn't help wanting to reminisce with him and learn more about him.

"Well, growing up, we celebrated the usual holidays like Christmas and Halloween. Although for Mexican holidays, usually just Cinco de Mayo." Miguel looked away to the moon. You too gazed upon the lunar plane, mezmerized by its soft light as Miguel's voice carried you away. "And you know, my Gabi, she used to make sure I celebrated every holiday she liked with her. Christmas was her favorite. She loved getting presents, playing games, and making cookies for Santa."

You looked back at Miguel. His face was stoic, but you knew better. A war of emotions dazzled in his chocolate brown eyes against the moonlight. You took a deep breath. "She and I have in common then, I love Christmas. It's the best holiday for families. My family usually celebrates major Chinese and American holidays with a good feast. I always pitched in activity ideas for them or else we'd do nothing else but eat eat eat."

"You and Gabi would get along. She had quite the creative and active mind, like you." Miguel snuck a compliment in.

"I would have loved to meet her." Your heart ached for him. "I can never understand the pain and loss that you feel, but I do miss my family a lot too."

Miguel looked down, and then back up into your eyes. "I'm sorry, I know I've been overworking you. Had I known today's a holiday for you, I would've given you a break."

"It's alright. As long as you let me go home at some point." You fiddled with your fingers, unsure of what to say next. "I'm grateful to be here...it's just...I want to see my family more."

He nodded to that. "I can give you the week off, but can I ask something of you first?"

"Of course! I'll do anything!" You jumped up in people-pleasing mode.

Miguel felt some heat when you said that, but held up his composure to ask: "Can I kiss you?"

You were taken aback by the absurdity, but you weren't opposed to it. Unlike before, your nerves couldn't get the best of you this time. "Y-Yes. I'd like that very much." Blush and heat formed on your face. This couldn't be happening right now. You thought you blew it earlier.

With definitive confidence from you, Miguel shifted closer to you and guided his hands so that one was on your hip and the other guiding itself up to cup your cheek. He lingered to gently rub his thumb on your cheek before lightly pinching it.

"Ah! What are you doing?"

"Your cheeks remind me of a lil bunny rabbit. You're too cute." He said before silencing you with his mouth. He was holding you like a flower, as if he was so afraid to crush you in his strength. His kiss was firm yet soft, as if he was kissing his spouse. His body began to hover and push against you until he was on top of you. He nipped your lip teasingly, and pecked your lips. He peppered little kisses all over your face before giving your forehead one final kiss. He pressed his forehead against your own.

"You're wonderful. You know that? I appreciate with all that you've done for me and for all of us. Don't overextend yourself more than you have to. Don't be afraid to tell me no." Miguel spoke barely a whisper. "I...care about you."

You could melt into a puddle and ascend to heaven right now. Everything in your mind was being scrambled like a stir fry. Words could not even begin to form in your mind to explain how you feel. Your tummy was in knots while butterflies were threatening to spill out. You could've sworn the moon became brighter than before. You could almost hear someone urging you to go to him. As if in sync, the two of you leaned in and sealed another kiss under the moonlight.

"Me too."

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a/n: How do you feel about this format? I want to switch it up for the style of my new blog. I kept the old fics from the main blog the same format for consistency sake.

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[jewishdainix]

In the last year of middle school I always had this problem in math class where I would understand the topic and how to do the math but the class went so quickly that by the time I wrote down the number of the question they already solved it and the class was 4 problems ahead which left me really frustrated stressed and also bored so to eliviate the boredum since I was anyway not in their speed I would write the problems. Using roman numerals

[fagfromtheunderworld]

daves the type of guy to go to a travis concert just to sing fein like elivis presley

[fogmoo]

guys this is my best friend's gofoundme. she's going homeless. please donate and at least share, the situation is dire

[erigold13261]

“Goolings Life Stages”

Decided to make old/present day Goolings designs and ended up making a age line-up fo fun!

[animnerd]

Roae's Reading Garden: January Addition

The beginning of this year I was dealing with personal issues. I decided to try reading difrent fics on here! That's how this got started. So I have read some amazing stories and on Ao3(yes even Ao3 authors NEED some love too!) So each month I will post a new reading list. Also, big shout out to @superdcchick for her help in deciding to do this, and the name!

Please enjoy and send love/follow these amazing authors!

https://www.tumblr.com/muddyorbsblr/737696125579132928/onyx-pt1

https://www.tumblr.com/muddyorbsblr/737982404892016640/onyx-pt2

@muddyorbsblr i absolutely loved both of these! Loki as a kitten is a new concept and i love it. You definitely got his personality down pat even as a kitten! 

https://www.tumblr.com/angelkhi/723687259808907264

@angelkhi i love this! I couldn't stop reading! It was hot/ sexy! I love to be sandwich between those two!

https://www.tumblr.com/muddyorbsblr/739691393294974976/a-helping-hand?source=share

@muddyorbsblr i love seeing this side of Loki! On the outside he is stoic mean sharp but softness to yn

https://www.tumblr.com/angrythingstarlight/739693014893690880/can-see-this-being-roommatebucky?source=share

@angrythingstarlight hello roommate Bucky 🥵

https://www.tumblr.com/navybrat817/739697470462935040/imagine-living-with-steve-and-bucky?source=share

@navybrat817 i would love to stay with the boys

Ao3:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28332432

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33955339

https://www.tumblr.com/buckyalpine/740099207196737536/i-was-thinking-about-pregnant-reader-and-bucky-and?source=share

@buckyalpine i love this side sweet of Bucky 

https://www.tumblr.com/wanderingelvis/736995073395425280/omggg-cgelvis-x-littlefreader-whos-sick-and?source=share

@wanderingelvis off big Elvis fan so thank you for writing Elivis! I agree with the reader! If I was in her shoes I wouldn't be in the same room as the Colonel! (Don't ask long story). I love seeing this side of Elvis! I can definitely see the “fatherly” side of him! You did an amazing job on Elvis personality!

https://www.tumblr.com/marvelfanfics1/725639459108945920/i-just-fell-i-know-a-random-start-but-when-i-was?source=share

@marvelfanfics1 I love seeing daddy stucky! 

https://www.tumblr.com/pleasantlycrazyworld/739090664748466176/i-saw-the-post-asking-for-fic-requests-so-here?source=share

@pleasantlycrazyworld I love this! I love seeing him with animals and being so cute! 

[dandydiary]

dandy makes me so emotional because as a man i do think he deserves a kick in the head (face/balls/ect) because hes a hopeless pervert, but then beneath that he's a deeply lonely, apathetic and strangely compassionate individual who seems unable to form any kind of lasting bond with another being both through no fault of his own (scarlet, poe, pup) and by actively severing ties once he's met his his self-determined qouta of connection (adelie, freckle, catherine). when i put wonder with him, i want their happiness to be shared and i want to eliviate that loneliness from them at the same time but also... the nature of dandy is that he does do it alone. he goes with the flow, and his desire to keep moving means no one can really keep up with him. it's very sad

[444names]

Names generated from Swedish forenames, forced to end with "S"

Adampus Adamus Adrasmilis Adris Agabris Albines Albingris Alfrannes Alfras Aliamuelis Alias Alicolinus Alielines Alincellis Alines Alinus Alisampus Alivis Allis Altoras Altornes Alviampus Alvicolis Alvines Alvis Alvisaras Ameddampus Ameras Aminus Ampus Amuelines Amuelis Andannes Antornes Arvinus Arvis Asmus Augus Augustils Axeliamus Axelines Axels Aximils Aximolinus...

Belis Caras Caris Carvis Casmines Casmus Casperas Castilis Celiamejas Celinus Celisampus Celliviris Cenjas Chalvis Chamils Champus Colines Colinus Colis Coras Coriels Cornes Damilis Damiras Dampus Ebasmus Ebastines Ebbas Ebbasmus Ebbelis Eddiels Edielis Edvillis Edvils Edvinelis Edvines Edvinus Edvis Edwaras Edwarlines Edwarlis Eliamelis Eliamilis Eliampus Eliamus Eliasmus Elicias Elielis Elils Elinelis Elines Elingrejas Elinus Eliselis Eliviasmus Elivis Ellaris Ellarvis Ellexanils Ellias Elliasmus Elliels Ellines Ellinus Ellis Eltelvis Eltenjas Elvias Elvicias Elvigrejas Elvils Elvinelis Elvinornes Elvinus Elvis Emejas Emejasmus Emelis Emels Emilinus Emillis Emils Emines Eminus Eriampus Estils Felis Felivis Fellis Feltels Felviras Fiamus Fiasmus Fildamilis Filines Filinus Filis Filisamus Fillis Fredvis Frejacoras Frejamejas Frejampus Gabels Gredvines Grejas Griampus Grias Griktornes Gustris Halbines Halis Hamelines Hamuels Hamus Handras Hannes Hantornes Harasmus Harvinus Harvis Helias Helivils Helvingris Heodornes Hildandras Hilhelis Hilias Hilis Hilivis Hillivinus Hjamels Hjampus Hjasmus Hugottelis Hugus Innes Irasmus Irastris Isabris Isagnes Isamels Isampus Isamus Isebas Isebbas Ivines Jacolines Jacolis Jacoris Jalilis Jalmejas Jampus Jamus Jasmus Joeliannes Joelines Joelinus Joelis Joellines Joels Joelvis Johalinus Johampus Johamus Joliamus Jolias Jolines Jolingris Jolinus Jolis Jollielis Jollivis Joscas Joscasmus Josebas Josebbas Josebbels Julias Julicias Julinels Julines Julis Julisamus Junicias Kevinornes Kevis Leias Leodoris Liampus Liannes Liasmus Licias Licolines Licolis Linellis Lines Lingriels Linnes Lisamus Lisarlis Lisebas Lividamus Livis Lokevinus Lovalis Lovalvis Lovannes Lovantels Lovarias Lovias Lovignes Lovines Lovinus Lucarvis Lucasmus Lucastris Ludviamus Ludvignes Ludvils Ludvines Ludvingris Ludvinnes Ludvinus Ludvis Lunicias Majas Majasmus Majkenjas Malbinus Malines Malinnes Malis Mannes Marasmus Marvignes Marvines Marvingris Matils Matinus Maxelis Maxels Maxelvinus Medvils Mejas Mejasmus Melias Melines Melingris Melis Melisamus Melleiamus Mellines Melvis Merasmus Mildampus Mildarlis Milias Milinus Milis Minathamus Mines Mingris Minoras Minus Miris Mohampus Mohannes Molils Molis Molivils Mollinus Nelinus Nelis Nellis Neodornes Nestagnes Nicias Nielicias Niels Nilis Noelis Noels Noras Norias Noridannes Nornes Novaras Novias Novis Oliannes Olias Olinelivis Olines Olinus Olisampus Olliamalis Ollias Ollines Ollis Ollivines Oscas Oscasmus Oscastinus Osebas Osebasmus Osebbas Osebbels Osels Ronjas Sabelis Sabels Sabris Sagnes Salinus Saminus Sampus Samus Saras Saris Sarviras Sarviselis Sebas Sebasmus Sebbas Sebbasmus Selis Sellines Sellis Signels Signes Sigrejas Sigrias Sigrielias Sigris Simils Simines Simolis Siras Sirias Siriasmus Siridampus Sofiampus Sofiamuels Sofias Sofiasmus Sofilhels Sofils Stilovis Stils Stines Stingris Stris Svalindris Svalis Svarlis Tagabris Tagnestris Tavis Thamels Thampus Thamus Tharliamus Theodornes Tiampus Tiasmus Tiliamelis Tilias Tilinus Tilis Tillis Tines Tinnes Tinus Tyras Tyrasmus Varlivis Verasmus Viamilis Viampus Vicellinus Vicias Vidampus Vidamus Vignes Vigriampus Viktonjas Vines Vinnes Vinus Virias Viris Visampus Visamus Wildampus Wildannes Wildavils Wilhels Wilines Wilis

[nualaofthefaerie]

I'm now very curious about Bast x Johanna

Well the people definitely spoke on the content they want so I guess we are doing this. I will do a second part with Wanda/Death because I also got asks about that.

OKAY! Let's do this I guess.

Spoilers for the Sandman, although I do not think it's that connected to the comics.

So, I actually didn't base this ship on mine of anything too specific to the plotline. It's a vibe ship.

The Johanna Constantine of the series, is a woman that is very messy for lack of better words. She is centered around her work, around her money and has little purpose outside of it. She tries, but still, it is hard for her to maintain normal relationships because of her own self-destructive beliefs about herself and the amount of guilt she bears on her shoulders.

And yet I was always compelled by Johanna having a partner somewhere in the Sandman universe. It seemed like unlike Morpheus where loving him is a Hurcelean task and a half and it's basically a suicide mission, loving Johanna was not all that impossible. So I had to kind of find someone who

Johanna couldn't hurt at any capacity. That would eliviate the burden off her shoulders to be scared for her partner all the time

Someone who will understand her daily life and the things she goes through as an exorcist and all that jazz

Someone kind, who will not pressure her into opening up too fast and also exudes warmth

Has to have some cute phyisical couple dynamic.

And not so randomly, I have to admit, I stopped myself on Bast. I like Bast so much, I can't explain it really. She is babygirl the way Nuala is babygirl. And she will check all of the boxes necessary in my head for Johanna to have an actually succesful relationship.

AND they are the cutest, like Bast is taller and I think when she merges into her human form (I assume she can make herself into a human if she wishes) she'd be taller than Johanna and bubblier than her. So they will be very nice tall/ angry smoll dynamic and idk...

My brain sometimes just thinks of these things...AND if she was a human, she'd be May Calamawy! Like...ugh, so girlfriend/girlfriend.

Like please, look at these two pookies. They hunt demons together for sport and love to cuddle!

I encourage eveyone to add to this dynamic if they like it! I don't have much (I mean, I do. They are part of the big Sandflower project, but I can't talk about that until next February so please, bear with me) to say as of right now, but they are truly my favourite WLW in the Sandman. In my head as well.

I love them. My asks are always open!

Love,

Li 🪷