#heyy haii

[dailydikke]

Day 57

[peachyinky]

[depresshood]

replies later ! working on con's carrd & tryna get some other blogs runnin

[ryemackerel]

HEYY HAII i never posted this yet on tumblr but this is for a cool epic person i know on insta!! they had a lil dtiys with alliumduo and i had to join :]

dtiys is by near.eve on insta! https://www.instagram.com/near.eve

hdmdmdhm i love these two <333 besties of ever

[blurwashere]

HEYY!! YOUR ART IS COOL!!! I LOVE UR STYLE!! WELCOME TO TUMBLR!!

ASJKDAJ HAII HELLOO thank you so much!! i, admittedly, am still a little confused as to how tumblr works,, but!! i'm trying my best, so thank you for the warm welcome!!

also have this small Ink doodle page as a thank u :3

(ps i LOVE ur art omgee alskfdjalk hai againaslkj)

[c1g4r3tt3sm0k3]

haii !! can i request a hazbin hotel inspired non pro friendly carrd ? :) if not hazbin hotel could it be just red / gothic themed ? thank you so much <3 ur carrds are beautiful !!!

TYSM, and i decided to go with a neutral dark red themed carrd that could be hazbin hotel if you add hazbin images since i got another req for a dark red carrd also! hope that was okay :))

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[fourmoony]

omg haii, i read ur mini seiries called hope, and i absolutely ADORE it!!! you're probably already writing a part 4, but i wanna request an idea - her first b-day and she meets regulus and lily for the first time where regulus is kinda quiet, not involving himself that much and hope penguin-walks over to him and hugs his leg and regulus goes full-on sweet mode omgg and he baby-talks her like "heyy hope" and "i'm your favourite uncle, right?" and hope babbles back <333

i would be in total awe if i saw this in at least one of your parts, it's also my birthday in 10 days so perfect fit in with hope's birthday!!

tysm for reading <333

hi! I love this idea... sorry it took so long, I've been swamped with college work. this one only features Regulus because the story got away from me, but I could do a separate one for Lily if you like. happy belated birthday, I hope you had an amazing day :) hope you like it

𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 (𝟒) - james potter x f!reader - this part doesn't have much james content, sorry!

summary: Hope and Uncle Reggie fluff. 1.9k

masterlist - part 1 - part 2 - part 3

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There’s balloons and banners on every wall, presents on every surface, toys strewn all over the floor, and paper plates dotted in various areas.

Hope stands in the middle of it all, in the eye of the storm, the brightest smile you’ve ever seen on her chubby little face. It’s strange, when you really think about it, that she smiles just like James. Considering she’s not biologically yours, nor his. But she smiles like him. Unabashedly, bright, all of her tiny little teeth on display, eyes crinkled at the corners from the sheer force of her happiness. You’ve wrangled her hair into pigtails and she’s wearing the pink corduroy pinafore Sirius bought her with matching pink socks. She’s the epitome of cuteness and your heart can’t take it.

It’s surprising – and yet not at all – that she hasn’t napped all day. It’s not long gone four pm, the party winding down, and there’s been not a single tantrum, nor a moment of calm from your daughter. James, on the other hand, has had several tantrums. He’s adamant Hope has defied all biological laws and is growing too fast. He says it so often you think he might have wished it true, because today, for the first time, you see it.

She’s no longer the baby James brought home bundled in a blanket, with a nervous smile on his face. She’s a bright, loving, happy little girl with so much attitude, so much love, so much energy, and you really feel like maybe she is growing too fast. You can’t slow time, no matter how hard you try, and that makes your lip wobble as you stare at your daughter, pointing sticky fingers at Remus who tries to dodge her, and your boyfriend, who’s trying to corral her with a baby wipe.

All the kids invited to the party have long gone, stuffed with cake and with a complimentary party bag. The cottage is no longer crowded or overrun by hyperactive children. Calm has resumed – well, as calm as any residence with your daughter and your friends inside of it can be. Sirius is half passed out on the sofa from hours of keeping up with his god daughter, legs swung up over the arm, a haphazardly placed party hat on his head. Remus is still trying to dodge Hope’s sticky fingers but is now the one with the baby wipe trying to corral her. He won’t win. You know your daughter and by now, Remus should know that his attempts are futile. But they’re both laughing, even if Remus keeps grimacing every time her hands land on his beige trousers.

“So,” James appears beside you, an overly fond look in his eyes, “Hope’s Epic First Birthday – success?”

You hum, lean into the arm he’s wrapped around you, emulating warmth and comfort and every bit of him you’ve come to love over the years – home – “Massive success. Best parents ever.”

James huffs a laugh and presses a kiss to the side of your temple. He tenses when the doorbell rings. It’s habit, after the war, but you’re safe now, so he releases you with a chaste peck to the lips and jogs off to answer. Remus has strong armed Hope into his lap and is wiping down her hands. You smile. He’s better with her than he would ever know. You can hear James happily talking away to someone, shoes are discarded with a familiar thump by the front door, and then he appears back in the doorway with a wide smile.

Regulus appears behind him, a tentative smile on his face. He’s so similar to Sirius it’s kind of shocking, but the differences are there. Where Sirius is punk rock and messy black eye liner with leather jackets and shaggy hair, Regulus is stoic, regal, neat and put together. It’s been an odd adjustment, watching the two brothers become acquainted with each other again after years of being apart, but it warms your heart every time share a smile or a joke, sometimes an awkward hug. Winning the war was mostly because of Regulus and his behind-the-scenes efforts and when Sirius found out, it shattered everything he’d ever thought about his brother. Watching him recover from what he thought would be mourning his brother, but actually turned out to be healing with his brother, has been beautiful.

“Sirius,” You call, “Regulus is here.”

Sirius perks up, all sense of exhaustion gone, and smiles wide at the sight of his younger brother. Regulus is wearing all black – slacks and a button up shirt. They have the same eyes, same cheek bones, same nose. But Regulus is, for lack of a better word, serious. He’s well put together, posh, a man of luxury, after inheriting half of the Black family riches two months ago.

It’s why, when you spot the sparkly pink gift bag in his hand, you have to bite your lip to stifle a laugh.

“Reg,” Sirius stands, hesitates, but ultimately decides to go for a hug, anyway, “You made it.”

Regulus hugs Sirius back, albeit a little awkwardly, “Of course.”

He turns to you and James, “Sorry I missed the party. All the people, I just…”

James waves a dismissive hand, bright and easy smile on his face, “Honestly, mate, don’t worry about it. Twenty screaming kids is anyone’s worst nightmare.”

Regulus smiles a little, nodding in way of an answer. Hope has wrangled her way out of Remus’ grip and is tottering across the living room floor, dodging stray balloons and wrapped presents as she goes. When she reaches Regulus, she stops, tiny fist clutching at the leg of his trousers. Regulus hasn’t spent much time around Hope. You don’t know if he really likes kids. But when he crouches, a soft look about his eyes you’ve never seen before, you release a breath you hadn’t known you were holding. James guides you to the armchair, pulling you into his lap.

You sit happily, watching the scene before you unfold. Sirius and Remus seem to be as mesmerised by this version of Regulus as you are.

“Hi, Birthday Girl,” His voice is quiet, sweet like honey as he holds the bag out to her, “This is for you.”

Hope looks enamoured by the pink glittery bag, let alone whatever could be inside. Regulus sits it on the ground, legs in a basket to get onto Hope’s level. The bag sits between them like a peace treaty. Hope stares at Regulus and he waits, face blank, lips upturned maybe a little. Her tiny, little hand reaches out, palm flat against his cheek and Regulus closes his eyes for a second before a wide grin spreads its way across his face. Sirius steps around them carefully to reach for the camera by the mantle. Without another word, Hope clambers into Regulus’ lap and sits down. She’s never been shy, so you don’t know why it surprises you so much.

“So,” Regulus starts, holding open the bag so that Hope can see inside, “Start with this one.”

He hands her a neatly wrapped gift, white paper with little pink hearts and you melt at the idea of cold, stoic, Regulus Black in a shop somewhere buying pink gift bags and wrapping paper. He helps Hope a little to unwrap it, and then holds it out in front of her. It’s a book, from what you can see, with a tiger and a little girl on the front cover.

“This book is called The Tiger Who Came to Tea. It’s a muggle book, one my cousin Andromeda used to read to me. I think you’ll like it.” He’s talking so quiet you really think he’s only intending for Hope to hear him.

Your daughter looks entirely fascinated, enthralled by the attention she’s gaining from Regulus.

Sirius snaps a picture, but Regulus doesn’t look up.

He pulls another gift out of the bag, a smaller box, which he helps Hope unwrap again, “Your Uncle Sirius says you’re going to be a famous Quidditch player, one day. This is Plan B. You don’t have to be magic to make potions,” He flips the lid on a little wooden box, engraved with her name, and inside are loads of scribbled on pieces of parchment, “These are my perfected recipes. You’ll go a long way with these, but something tells me you’re going to surpass them by a mile.”

Your lip wobbles as you watch. Throughout the nine months Hope has been your daughter, you’ve thought many times about her future. Sirius has a can do, no worry attitude about her becoming a Quidditch star. You think he’ll move heaven and earth to make it happen for her. But Regulus has given her the beautiful gift of his own potion recipes, and the ability to create and succeed in something she can do with no boundaries.

He’s given her an heirloom, a starting point, an incredibly thoughtful gift and it’s truly beautiful.

“Your mum and dad can probably hang onto this for a few years. But it’s yours, don’t let your dad nick it, I know how bad he is at potions.” Regulus looks pointedly at James, who wipes tears from his eyes as he laughs.

You place your hand over his heart and share a look you’ve come all too familiar with – how lucky are we to have a little girl who is so adored?

The last present Regulus takes out of the bag isn’t wrapped. It’s a teddy bear, brown and small enough for Hope to carry. She takes it from his hands with a wide smile, giving him a small ‘ta’ as way of thanking him. Regulus smiles, nods his head, “You’re welcome, Hope. Happy Birthday.”

She’s up like a shot once presents are finished – as is to be expected. She totters over to Sirius, who looks equally as teary eyed as you and James and shows him the bear with great enthusiasm. You stand to collect the box of potion lists from the floor, holding it gently, a smile on your lips. Regulus is standing now, so you look to him, finger rubbing softly over the engravement of her name, “Regulus, I- thank you. This is a beautiful gift. And the book, she loves tigers.”

He smiles softly, nodding his head, “Remus told me she made Padfoot wear a Halloween costume of a tiger.”

You laugh fondly at the memory as Sirius – who’s holding Hope in his arms as she wriggles – growls at Remus for recounting the story. Remus holds his hands up in surrender, a knowing look in his eyes.

“And the potions stuff is because there should be something from our world for her to access no matter what. I have a feeling she’ll be one of the greats, I wasn’t lying about that. Just like her mum.”

“Can I hug you?” You ask Regulus.

He nods, and so you do. It’s a little stunted, a little awkward, but it means the world over.

“Okay,” James claps his hands together, the remnants of tears on his cheeks like a little snail trail, “Cake?”

“Please.” Regulus nods and follows your boyfriend to the kitchen.

Sirius hands Hope off to James as he passes, who immediately reaches for Regulus. He takes her wordlessly from James, the ghost of a smile on his lips. Sirius reaches over to the mantle, hands you a photograph that’s been left to develop. Hope and Regulus are on the floor, your daughter curled comfortably onto his lap, smiling brightly up at him as he holds the book in front of her. He looks so happy, so content, nothing like the boy you knew in school, Sirius’ estranged brother. He looks like Reggie.

You smile, take your wand from your back pocket and wave it over the photograph.

In small cursive letters, underneath the moving photograph, appears: Hope and Uncle Regulus on Hope’s First Birthday.

Sirius beams.

[yeebusjeebus]

haii! Hii haiii heyy hii :3 hii to all 196 users :3

[lovedrruunk]

H-hello… *GETS SHOT 17 THOUSAND TIMES IN THE CHEST*

Heyy hiya haii!!! :3 IK IVE BEEN LIKE RLLYYY INACTIVE AND EVERYTHING BUT GUYS once I tell u what I’ve been working on you WILL forgive me.

Drumroll pls bam bam bam im making an otome style arcane fic!!! :3

Like a modern/college au dating sim with options and routes and all that!! It’s obviously still in its early stages but I have enough to make like an intro post/trailer so that’ll probs be up soon!

AND UM A FRESH STARTS LAST CHAPTER WILL PROBS BE OUT RIGHT AFTER I POST THAT … MOST LIKELY

[anaconamor]

HEYY fellow Latina here (Mexico) can you do something with like helping jude with his Spanish

HAII! 🤍 i’m from colombia 😋!! and ofc ofc! i did a fic sorta based with the idea of slightly teaching him spanish here!

“jude you have roll your r’s,” you say then show him again with your tongue. “rhss…” he attempted that made you grimace then laugh. “stop making fun of me! i’ll never get this!” he groaned and got up from his seated position headed to the kitchen. “yes you will! just watch how i do it, it’s simple just be kind sassy with it.”

“rrrrr,” he tried again slowly, taking a sip from his water bottle. “they’re you go! okay now slowly say this, ‘la rosa es roja’,” you motioned with your hand for him to say it slowly and to feel the r in his tongue. “la rosuh ez rrrojuha,” he moved his head while saying but getting wrong, making you smack your forehead.

“rosa has one r not a sassy r,” you reminded him hearing a ‘blah blah’ drop from his lips.

“try that again. and then we will say ‘me puedes ayudar a encontrar este restaurante’, okay?”

while your move to spain was a easy and smooth transition for the two of you. jude insisted and found it hard to communicate in spanish, already knowing and learning the basics like “hola. cómo estás? muy bien. gol. buenos dias, tardes, noches.” he just wanted to jump in and already know the language.

jude had not known you had latin/hispanic decent till you told him your full name and background. if he wasn’t in love then, he fell for you more. wanting to know about your traditions, beliefs, culture, food and dance. he would ask you later on to teach you spanish. but the spanish you spoke was slightly different to the one in spain. he didn’t care, he just wanted to communicate with the media, but most importantly one day with your family.

jude did not anticipate for the lessons yet to come. you taking it completely serious and printing papers of the alphabet and numbers, and some sentences to repeat over and over again. your afternoons that are once filled with cuddles and movies, now we’re sitting in the kitchen and going over the material.

you found his accent absolutely adorable, the cheeky grin he would have, how his íntense gaze stared into yours, his index finger guiding him as he pronounced the sentence and going over the words. “let’s make a deal. for every sentence you say right, i’ll give you a kiss. but if you don’t, then we’re going to repeat it in another way. so focus.”

this was way better than duolingo jude thought, paying attention to how you said every sentence and keeping in mind which words you said with power and aggression. out of the five sentences you wrote down for him he got three right. but you couldn’t stand the small pout so you just gave him a kiss to feel better.

over the next few months he could understand you, either asked you to slow down or repeat it, and you would try your best to make him understand. “okay jude, para la cena quieres carne o pollo? también puedo hacer una ensalada?” you said in spanish hearing jude’s footsteps follow you to the kitchen.

jude thought about his answer before slowly responding back to you, “yo quie-e-ro pollo con ensalada. per-r-ro no lechugaaa, mejor espinaca.” you gave him a shocked looked before peppering kisses all over his face.

“LO HICISTE AMOR! ESTOY ORGULLOSA DE TI!”

jude’s heart warmed when you called him “love” and told him you were proud of him. “gracias a ti,” he thanked you before going over and retrieving the chicken and spinich to make dinner.

if you thought his spanish was better then, it was even better now. seated at your parents anniversary, jude’s leg bounced up and down. “relájate, todo saldrá bien,” you reassured him, jude giving you soft eyes and placing a kiss to your temple. “segura? mi español todav��a no bueno.”

“eso no importa. ya te aman, y vas aprendiendo.”

when you started dating he couldn’t understand anything you or your parents said. he felt left out and often wondered what exactly you were talking about but now? here he was talking in complete sentences in front of your whole family. your cousins staring at him in a daze, your mother smiling at him, your dad talking to him about football.

“if it wasn’t for you, i wouldn’t be able to do this. this was all i wanted. to communicate with your mom and dad. so thank you so much princesa, te amo de aquí hasta la luna si no mas,” jude whispered along your lips, making you bite your lip as you teared up.

“te amo a ti, mi bello.”

[kainessyuri]

haii hello hii heyy HAIII !! (๑⃙⃘·́ω·̀๑⃙⃘)੨

basic typology: intp 4w5 584 sx/sp

interests:

ꕥ music, drawing(trad/digi), games!!

ꕥ pjsekai, cof, overwatch, osu(sometimes)

ꕥ jjba, fire punch, blue lock, tokyo ghoul, jjk, juujika no rokunin, alnst, csm, one piece, raW hero, gokurakugai, sakamoto days, lite, brutal satsujin, andd etc :3

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[vsfsun]

heyy!! can i please request affogato cookie rentry graphics? tysm if so!! :3

haii nonnie!! sorry there's only two.. it's hard to find media of crk characters TT I hope you like em still!

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[bottledkriegmen]

HAII HEYY HIII!!!

WELCOME 2 MY INTRO??

MY NAME IS STAN or ANDRE !!

my prns r HE IT i am 6TEEN and i am not very MENTALLY WELL!!!

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byf ; i don't condone , i don't romanticize (just dont be borderline insane,, over it!!? i'm more chill than i seem, promise)

contact ; my discord is (bottledkriegman) !! my twitter is (bottledsunny) !! my twitter is private,, but dm me on discord if u want access :3

[imraespace]

heyy pookie 🐺 let me tell you about TODAY.. 😀.. it was interesting to say the least. In one class we had MY FAVORITE SUB EVERR who I'll call Mr S (cause idk how to spell his name even tho it's short 🥲) and he watches a bunch of anime so me and my friends automatically talk to him abt it. And we're all just in a huddle talking about jojo's & bleach and we just hear this LOUDDD music. Someone was playing the thick of it and other kids were making tiktoks 😔. ANYWAY this was a short rant abt a class today >:). HOPEFULLY YOUR DAY WAS AS SIGMA AS MINE

HAII LIAA

omg substitute teachers I forgot they're a thing LMAO

MR S SOUNDS COOL OMGHA THAT REMINDED ME OF MY OLD ENGLISH TEACHER SHE WATCHES ANIME AND WATCHES MHA too bad I got a new english teacher 😕😕

or nah..😟 LMAO yesterday when I was walking to the cafe and saw some kids dancing for a tiktok and they weren't going in time so my friend beside me starting giggling

IT WAS OKAYY I had no school today bc it's diwali so public holiday yippee! I had a boop over with one of my moot and then targeted her for my boop breaker badge! (oopsies ayra🤫🤫)

I think later or tomorrow I might build up this korumi lego thingy i got for Ny friend ANS SHE HASNT EVEN TOUCHED IT😒😒

[qquiinnyy]

i’m a boy of many words such as haii ^^ hii heyy hello :3 and hey ^_^

[asher-agere]

‘tis all good !!!! unveiling myself because . why not (it has been one day ( i’m just too lazy to keep clicking those buttons )) haii hi ranpo anon hyere

the earbuds are also good because he can then just have one in at a time, so if it starts feeling yucky to have it in there he can switch — all while still being able to hear just fine !!

i adore the idea of teenies being like cats and swatting at whoever they’re talking to for attention. and i swear that is absolutely ranpo, he’ll just tug on their shirt or flail the cards in front of them until they respond (੭ ˃̶̀ロ˂̶́)੭

i love the thought of him havin a whiteboard to bring along !! he can keep himself busy with drawing, and he doesn’t have to ruin his cards or paperwork ! plus he can get a bunch of different colored markers, so there’s pros for the board overall !!!

I’m so sorry I died a bit- My emotional burnout came back and I had to beat it away with a rattle (The ultimate weapon trust) And omg I recognize you! I love your writing!

Switching earbuds like that is so smart :0

Ranpo is definitely at like maximum cat energy. He needs all the attention! He’ll sit as his caregivers feet and just cling to their legs not letting them move anywhere. Also you know how cats meow to get attention? Yeah that’s Ranpo. He’s just down there like “Heyy. Hey. Hey! Heyyy. Heyy!!!”

Omg I love that! So much drawing and doodling… He definitely like sits at his desk drawing and if anyone asks he says he’s doing paperwork. Super important paperwork by the way! He’d struggle with the fact that he needs to erase the drawings though. He just wants to keep it forever :( If he accidentally erases something with like his sleeve it definitely leads to a meltdown