#i hope u guyz enjoy these….

[evil-cakes]

to anyone who’s a fan of Ice Cream Man (and a fan of Rick in particular…💖), i made these wallpapers‼️✨

i’m not too experienced with making wallpapers, but my fixation got the best of me and these were some of my first attempts :•)

if anyone likes em’, feel free to use em’💖‼️✨

(digital collage)

[crueldudethesis]

ʃ hi I have no art to show rn so here’s an edit ^_^

[disneyprincemuke]

you can't spell lonesome without me * fem!driver

everyone and everything she's ever loved seems to be slipping away from her grasp and she doesn't know how to stop it

pairings: sebastian vettel x fem!driver, logan sargeant x fem!driver, mick schumacher x fem!driver, oscar piastri x fem!driver, liam lawson x fem!driver

notes: hi! matt and rocky angst comes after this so hehe gl with this guyz hope u enjoy it because it actually took 20 years of my life tryna write this LOL

(series masterlist) | (📂 2025: fall from grace)

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sebastian keeps telling her that it’s not her fault; to look at the bigger picture to get some perspective. but she doesn’t quite understand why the bigger picture has to have liam in it — frankly, who cares if liam’s qualified 15th and she ended up behind him? that’s not the point.

the point is she finds herself at another weekend where she couldn’t deliver results.

she hasn’t spoken much since she crawled out of her car after getting knocked out in the first round of qualifying. and she appreciates that matt hasn’t forced anything out of her just yet.

she’d stormed out of her garage and tried to get through all her interviews as gracefully as she could. but how could she ignore her results when, week after week, the questions and criticisms are the same?

it’s slowly getting harder and harder to keep her feet on the ground when things are slowly coming undone around her.

and she can’t thank matt enough for letting her cancel their plans without another word. she’d simply uttered that she just wanted to be locked away in their hotel room and he agreed without prodding too much.

she steps out of her racing home, taken aback by the 4 other bodies of her friends that are riddled by the porch, all on their phones. she tilts her head as she holds the door in her hands. “what are you guys doing here?”

logan is the first to look up, furrowed eyebrows and lips pursed in what she can only assume to be out of annoyance. “what do you mean? we’re heading out for ice cream tonight.”

she glances at matt next to her, who’s already looking at her as he awaits her response. she sighs as she looks back at her friends. “i’m sorry, mate,” she apologises, shaking her head. she weaves herself out of matt’s grasp and takes a step forward. “i’m not feeling great tonight.”

“what?” oscar whines, lifting his head from his phone with a slight frown. “is it a fever? are you alright?”

“i’m alright.” she smiles very slightly, picking on her arm as she forces another lie to her lips. “we can go tomorrow after the race, but just not tonight, i think. i’m sorry.”

liam furrows his eyebrows with a loud sigh. “is it because of qualifying?” he grins when she looks over at him. “if it’s any consolation, i’m not happy about it either, mate.”

she laughs softly. “yeah, it sucks.”

“i can’t do tomorrow. my flight’s right after the race,” mick frowns with a sigh. “i’m meeting laila for a bit before the next race weekend.”

“oh,” logan hums, turning away from mick to look at her. “we can go just us, right?”

“i can’t either,” oscar hisses, his frown growing. “i’m flying back home for an event that lily has. she needs me there.”

“ah,” she grins with a nod. she looks at logan. “we don’t have to get ice cream this weekend. it’s okay.”

logan raises an eyebrow. “you’re sure?”

she nods. “i’m sure.”

“it feels like it’s been so difficult to get a grasp of you lately. have you gotten too famous for me?”

she turns around with her head tilted, lips puckered as she takes a sip out of the pepsi can in her arms. “oh, hi max!”

“hi!” max perks up at her smile. “i’ve barely spoken to you since the second race. how are you?”

she sucks in a deep breath as she looks around the busy paddocks, people turning their heads at her and max, and some cowering away immediately when she catches their eye. she looks back at max with a frank smile. “good.”

he lifts an eyebrow. “really?”

she knows that talking to someone would probably ease her mind with all her thoughts. it might even calm her down to a certain degree.

and she almost does.

but she doesn’t. instead, she says, “of course. i feel great, even.”

“well,” max puts a hand on her shoulder, prompting her to snap her head up to look at him, “take my advice, mate. don’t be too hard on yourself.”

but the question still begs: how exactly does she not do that?

there’s a slight scowl on her face as she looks up at the podium. her arms are folded over her chest as the australian national anthem blasts from the speakers.

her best friends have made it on the podium this season — without her. while it’s not totally unheard of that she misses out on the share of glory, it’s never usually her on the receiving end of this torment.

at least not as of late.

to oscar’s left is logan clad in blue, and to his right is mick in the mercedes suit. it’s almost annoying.

there’s an itch in her brain and a smidge of resentment starting to grow in her chest. it’s wrong to feel this way — she knows it is — because these are her friends achieving big things in their sport. but is it so wrong that she’s starting to feel a little jealous?

just a little bit. just a little. just a touch.

maybe if she sleeps this off and wakes up tomorrow, all remnants of resentment would somehow no longer exist.

she shouldn’t feel this way, no. it’s not right. she forces a smile to her face, waving halfheartedly at oscar when he catches her eye. he pumps his fist into the air and waves his trophy in the air.

next to her is lily with her phone up, pictures and videos taken. and of course, ylona’s next to her, waving excitedly at logan as she points at her phone to get him to pose for a picture.

she presses her lips together, annoyance growing in her gut as her airways start to close in on itself. it’s just so hard to breathe especially with everyone pressed up against her. she’s still sweaty from the race, her hair is sticking against her forehead and her race suit starts to feel just slightly restricting.

she huffs softly, hooking a finger into the neckline of her fireproofs.

but everything feels like it’s burning.

“excuse me,” she mutters, dropping her head low as she pushes herself through the crowd. she ignores the way lily and ylona call after her in confusion.

she heaves when she manages to rid herself of the crowd, hands on her knees as she struggles to catch her breath. she catches max’s eye right by parc ferme, engaged in a conversation with charles.

she sees the way he perks up in concern at her but chooses to ignore it. she just picks herself up and heads to the media pen to do her interviews.

the feeling will eventually leave.

she looks around the ice cream parlour, slouched slightly with her hands pressed between the cushion of the seat and her thighs. in retrospect, it felt like coming out after media day would have been the ideal time to come out and indulge in ice cream.

but now that she’s sat here, stuck between liam and mick in a booth, it seems that she has made a mistake.

“what are you having, rocky?” logan asks, tapping the table in front of her to catch her attention. “rocky road with extra marshmallows still? or do you feel like vanilla ice cream today?”

with the way her stomach has been churning recently, any form of chocolate makes her feel sick. she shakes her head. “maybe just a lemon sorbet if they have that available.”

an audible gasp comes from either side of her. she throws her head back and looks between them. liam has the back of his hand pressed up against her forehead, mick’s tilted his head with furrowed eyebrows and logan’s staring down at her with parted lips.

“what are you guys doing?” she asks mellowly, swatting their hands away from her. “don’t touch me.”

“sorbet?” liam scowls, pointing a finger at her. “is everything okay? you’re like sorbets’ number one hater.”

she raises her eyebrows and chews on the inside of her cheeks. “am i?”

“yes,” logan emphasises. “you literally told me off one time for having sorbet during our ice cream dates. you and oscar wouldn’t let me live it down for weeks!”

she blinks at him. “you got a raspberry sorbet, so you had that coming.”

“no!” logan shrieks. “sorbet? really? what’s wrong with you? is everything okay? you always say sorbets are inferior to ice cream.”

she nods hesitantly. she vaguely remembers the one time that she’d gone on a drunk tangent about sorbet not being ice cream. to which she can say that she understands logan’s argument. “well, i’m not really feeling ice cream today.”

mick hums, making her turn her head to look at him. “if it’s just this one time, i guess we can excuse the behaviour.”

she hears logan humming, eyes still narrowed down into a glare. “just this one time, rocky. i’ll give you a chance.”

“great, thanks. i was worried you’d bully me into having ice cream tonight.”

“keep up the sarcasm and i’ll actually force you.”

she flinches when she opens the door to her driver’s room, only to find it occupied. she blinks. “seriously, you’ve got to stop taking advantage of seb.”

“we missed you,” oscar grins, comfortably lying in her bean bag, tapping away on his phone. “and you weren’t answering our texts in the group chat.”

she looks over at matt and points at her friends. “really? you let them in?”

the green-eyed boy shrugs, lips pressed together. “4 versus 1 argument — remember that.”

there’s nothing that she wanted all day but to come back to a peaceful and silent driver’s room. she’d wanted to simply sit with matt in silence before she had to get up and drag her feet to a conference room and come up with diplomatic answers on the spot.

she just needed a couple of hours to herself to think and recuperate. to get herself in a better headspace after these past couple of races.

“where are we heading for ice cream tonight?” logan raises an eyebrow, not sparing her a look as he continues to tap away on his phone.

“ice cream,” she mutters, trailing off as she blinks. “oh, my god.”

she shakes her head, her palm pressed against her forehead. amidst everything that’s been in her head, she’d completely forgotten to research an ice cream parlour for them to visit tonight.

oscar chuckles. “you’ve forgotten, haven’t you?”

“yes,” she answers, somewhat apologetically. “i’m so sorry. and i’m busy today, i don’t have the time. can either of you find a place?”

but there’s a different answer that she hopes they would choose instead of the standard answer that they’d give her.

she finds them wanting to say nevermind; that they’ll just not grab ice cream together.

to her dismay, that’s not what mick says. “oo, can i choose?”

“give it a while, kid.”

“i don’t have a while!” she shrieks, looking around at her mobile car, cars passing her from the track. she can practically hear the comments and see the headlines once she steps out of the car when the race finishes. “tell them to fucking get it together! what the fuck is going on?”

she’s looking around wide-eyed, desperate to meet anyone’s eye for an explanation. the longer she stays parked in the pit, for what was supposed to be a pit stop, the less threshold she has to stay in the race.

“this is absolutely insane, seb. i was in p5 before this shit show.”

“rocky,” he hears her sigh into her ears, “just be patient.”

she dug her foot into the acceleration when the sign flipped to the bright green colour. adrenaline pumps through her veins as she convinces herself that her car will be good enough to put her back into a good spot.

that she’s good enough to put herself in a position where she’s no longer on the receiving end of harsh words this weekend.

above all else, she needs to prove to herself that she hasn’t lost her touch as a driver.

“you’re currently in p9.”

“what the hell happened during that pit?” she complains, the urge to roll her eyes growing stronger. “that was so fucked up, seb! you know what– it isn’t. it’s absolutely fucking unacceptable.”

“i know, rocky,” seb answers calmly, clearing his intonation to ensure that the young girl hears him. and actually listens because it doesn’t seem like she’s absorbing much of what he says. “we’ll debrief later after the race, okay? just focus on making the most out of the weekend.”

she grunts. “fine, whatever.”

“ice cream tonight?” logan pops up next to her, grinning when she lifts her head from her intense gaze on her shoe. “found a spot?”

she sighs, blinking. “no. i forgot.”

logan takes a spot next to her on the couch, furrowing his eyebrows. “you forgot again?”

“yeah,” she huffs as she looks away to avoid his gaze. “sorry.”

truth is that she didn’t look for one on purpose. she just simply doesn’t feel like heading out with them tonight.

she just waits for the time that oscar and logan will let her be. perhaps the stupid ice cream tradition needed to be abolished altogether. just seems like a waste of time.

“no worries,” logan grins, patting her head gently. “you’ve had a long couple of race weekends past you. i’ll look for one, okay?”

she breathes out shakily, smiling halfheartedly. “okay, thank you.”

she finds herself dreading the ice cream date with her friends. she trails behind the group with small steps, watching her feet with every step as she formulates a way to escape her obligations.

she clears her throat and lifts her head. “um.”

“she’s spoken,” oscar jokes, grabbing logan’s arms — previously hitting him — and turns back to grin at her. “the curse must have been broken.”

“someone found the unmute button on the remote!” logan giggles, scrunching his nose. “what’s up, rocky?”

liam hums with a smile. “your girlfriend remembered she has friends!” he looks over at matt and nods. “good for her.”

“i’m like,” she trails off, biting down on her lip as she forces another lie out, “totally not feeling great. i’m on my period and i’m kind of lightheaded. is it alright if i sit this one out?”

“aw, bub,” matt coos, shoving liam off of him, arms extended as he approaches her. he tilts his head and furrows his eyebrows. “you’re on your period?”

she looks up at matt, wide-eyed as she slowly nods. “just got it before we left my room.”

which is a lie.

“aw, does that mean matt’s not coming with us?” mick frowns, furrowing his eyebrows. “i haven’t spent time with him forever, that’s so unfair.”

she shakes her head, flashing mick a small grin. “no, it totally doesn’t mean that. he can go with you guys — i just wanna head back to the hotel and take a nap, really. i’ll be okay on my own.”

matt hums. “i’ll go with you.”

“you should go with them,” she laughs, grabbing his arm with a small nod. “i’ll text you when i’m back, i promise. i’ll be okay — i just need to take a nap, i reckon.”

logan furrows his eyebrows and his smile drops at her insistence. “i can walk you back to the hotel if you want.”

she shakes her head. “i’ll be okay. you guys have fun, okay?”

she kneels on her beanbag, lips pressed together as she looks out of the tiny window of her driver’s room. right by the porch of her racing home are her friends gathered, laughing and having a good time as they awaited her arrival.

“bub,” matt sighs. “are you sure you don’t wanna come with us?”

she turns around with a small smile, scrunching her nose. “i’ll be okay, bub. i’m just not really feeling like heading to the club tonight.”

he walks over to her, slumping his shoulders as she leans into his body for a hug. “at least let me stay with you? i don’t like you being alone when i’m around. i’m sure we can come up with some silly excuse that they won’t giggle at like 12-year-olds.”

“you have to go,” she hums, pulling her head back to look up at him, “it’s logan’s race win — just go in my place, please? tell him i’m really sorry i can’t be there.”

he hums, cupping her cheek. she leans into his touch with a soft sigh and her eyes fluttering close. “you should tell him that yourself. you owe him that much; he’s your best friend.”

she shakes her head, her hand coming up to rest above the hand that’s on her face. “i can’t,” she chokes, tears filling her eyes, “you know how i feel about this. just do this one for me, bub.”

“fine,” he sighs, hunching over to press his lips to her forehead. “but you can’t keep avoiding logan and oscar and throwing me out there to face them. they miss you, you know?”

she can hear logan’s laugh in the air mixed with ylona’s. she grins slightly, “i’m sure they’ve got better things to care about other than me.”

“don’t even say that,” he pulls away, “text me when you get back to the hotel, okay? i love you.”

she scratches the back of her head roughly, nails digging into her scalp as she holds her helmet in her hands.

she mutters under her breath as she tears everything off from her body: her balaclava, her gloves, the earpiece. everything’s not right, everything’s not going her way and that’s unfair.

nobody’s worked as hard as she has to be where she is right now is all that goes in her head. it’s unfair that she’s getting the brunt of the criticism when it came to andretti’s performance on the grid this year.

she doesn’t see liam getting decimated by the masses, and she clearly doesn’t see it on sebastian or her team principal or mechanics for not producing a car to get results in a weekend.

she’s qualified at the very back of the grid this time — p19. just imagine what everyone will have to say; what everyone will zoom into just to have something to say about her driving.

it’s always her skills, never the fact that the car is simply shit.

“rocky,” she hears sebastian sigh behind her. “let’s talk.”

she shakes her head, clenching her jaw as she heads towards the exit of her garage. she doesn’t bother turning around to look at him. “just fuck off.”

the one thing she wishes to stop coming by is sebastian’s excuses for the team. it’s the same thing over and over again. it’s unfair that she’s the one getting fucked over by the media.

it’s not fair.

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[cgtg]

ko-fi rq for @serialanarchist of chars epsilon&altair... i had 2 do a rly detailed drawing 2 figure these guyz out bc they have such kool&detailed, strongly shaped designs, which is wat the lower drawing is. then after i got more familiar w them i did the one in wigglypaint. i rlly enjoyed doing this one so thank u 4 the cool rq! hope u like!

[12gaugekisses]

new drawinf its oskar fanart LOLL

i hope u guyz enjoy i spent max 30 mins on this so it looks nothing like him

@gunsturbation

[louisakaeden]

New drawing!!! ^_^ (blood warning!!!)

I 4got 2 post thiz here sorry :,D

I wanted 2 draw my ocz bcuz i miss drawing my ocz!!! Ive been making refz these past monthz so i havent been up on my oc art :,<

Anywayz i wanted 2 draw these 2 specifically bcuz i luv their dynamic, thiz is Ruka and Achlys!! Ruka iz the pink one covered n blood, and Achlys iz the talk punk 1 :3

This drawing iz liek their first interaction, Achlys iz in a gang and Ruka and her two friends stumble in2 the gangz base (that iz in an abandoned warehouse) and Achlys wasnt 2 happy abt that O_o

Now their dynamic, Achlys and Ruka have this whole “hate at first sight” thing going on :P they both just resent eachother so much, They bitch @ eachother and argue until it resultz in physical contact Ó^Ò Ruka iz the 1 who mostly startz the fightz, shez also the 1 who endz up being beaten 2 a pulp TwT itz ok tho cuz she’ll heal shortly

I hope u guyz enjoy thiz drawing :3333 Im super proud of the way i drew the blood, I LOVE DRAWING BLOOD!!!

[linked-world]

Linked World Chapter 1:page1

So here's the official start of the comic and I hope u guyz enjoy ✨️

[ezgurple]

I love the way u draw these comics and ur art style it makes me want to eat it up. Thats all what I want to say I hope ur having a good day/night !!

TYANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU A BILLION TIMEZZ i’m so happy u guyz enjoyed it :] i worked so hard on tht shit I WUZ SO SCARED NO ONE WUZ GONNA CARE LMAOO but anyway thankz again

[iamfabiloz]

ASKING ABOUT ALL YOUR GUYZ SO HARD...what's up with jackdawstar what happened 👀

(pic above is old art from last year of jackdaw and fernpaw backstory, fern n jackdaw as babies, jack n fern older hanging out, jackdaw crying over ferns body, and old man jackdaw telling his nephew pinekit (pinesap) abt his old friend)

YIPPPEE TY DUDE HEHEHE AHEMM *shuffles my garbled notes* SOO jackdawstar is the leader of my fanclan spruceclan he has a bunch of trauma and went thru a bunch at an early age way b4 he was ready😨 in da expressions art, hes grieving over the loss of his close friend fernpaw!! jackdaw and fern grew up together bein around bein besties!! (tho jackdaw might have a lil crush on fern or smth uhm) jackdaws mom, crowstar, is the leader at the time, n bc of nepotism she promotes him to warrior when hes far too little so he becomes jackdawclaw while his bud fern remains fernpaw n is still training as a med cat apprentice.

the deputy dies n so crowstar picks her 13 yr old son as deputy ofc, and jackdaw accepts all the burden bc he wants to make his mami proud :[ and then guesss what.. CROWSTAR DIEZ!! leaving 18 moon old jackdawstar as leader of an entire clan of cats... as u can imagine this is not very good for a growing boys mental health!! after a few moons of shaky leadership n jackdaw tryin not to crumble under it all, a flood hits spruceclans camp!! jackdaw has a meltdown during evacuation n is frozen unable to move in his den n fernpaw races to save his bestie!! jackdaw is able to get hauled to safety by fern, but fernpaw isnt able to swim out and sinks beneath the water, drowning. jackdaw is absolutely DISTRAUGHT over the death of like his only friend :( he blames himself n so does fernpaw's adopted mother/mentor velvetvein (blink blink there some drama there but id be here foreva if i screamed abt it BAH) so jackdaw continues to lead spruceclan trying to do his best for his clanmates and in memory of spruceclan!! he sure is lucky to have his deputy snowshiva :] who is velvetveins wife and they do not have no ambitious or malicious plans eva hmm involving disposing of him or anythin uhh anyways

jackdaws an old man now and fernpaws ghost still hangs around him, fern neva blamed jackdaw for his demise, fern chose to save his dear jackdaw...

(old art from last year part two: old man jackdaw crying as ferns ghost hangs over him in an attempt to be comfortin even tho jack cant see him)

anyways that uhh a good chunk of sillytalk abt my sillay fella jackdaw!! i hope u enjoyed ty for asking, there is a bunch more lore but it trapped inside my head HELP anways YAYY

[stardust-blossom]

LUKABUG FANFIC

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Luka!

Ladybug shouted his name out as his life flashed before her eyes.

*Flashback*

Stormy weather was back again, but this time it was more dangerous than ever. Ladybug and Chat Noir warned everyone to stay at home and not to go outside. However, some civilians were still outside, which meant Ladybug had to escort them to safety.

As she was leading the civilians to a safer place, a bolt of lightning struck the Eiffel Tower, causing it to collapse and start a fire. Everyone was panicking, and Ladybug knew she needed to act fast.

She remembered that Juleka was at Rose's home while Anarka was out of town, which meant Luka was home alone. The house boat was on fire, and Ladybug realized Luka might be in danger.

*Present*

"Luka!" Ladybug shouted, her heart racing as she recalled the events from earlier.

She didn't hear anything, so she ran into the houseboat and barged into Luka's room. To her horror, she saw that his room was on fire, and he was lying unconscious on the ground.

Ladybug summoned all her strength to get Luka out of the room. As she carried his body to safety, she saw the Eiffel Tower collapse, destroyed by the storm.

"Luka, please wake up," she whispered, tears streaming down her face.

Ladybug put Luka in a safe place and summoned her Lucky Charm. A mirror appeared in her hand, and she knew exactly what to do with it.

Just as she was about to use it, Stormy Weather struck a bolt of lightning at her. Ladybug deflected it with the mirror while she dodged the lightning.

Meanwhile, Chat Noir distracted Stormy Weather by screaming "Cataclysm." Ladybug saw her chance and used her yoyo to hook onto the spot where Chat Noir and Stormy Weather were.

While Chat Noir distracted Stormy Weather, Ladybug snuck up behind her and restrained her, allowing Chat Noir to destroy her umbrella. After Ladybug de-akumatized Stormy Weather and repaired all the damage caused, she went to check on Luka.

But she had forgotten to de-transform. "Luka!" Ladybug called out, reverting to Marinette.

"Hello Maribug," Luka said with a smile.

"Are you okay?" Marinette said, her voice filled with concern.

"I'm fine, just got a bit of heatstroke," Luka replied, his voice weak.

Marinette breathed a sigh of relief and hugged Luka tightly. She gave him a small kiss on the cheek, happy that he was safe.

The storm may have caused chaos and destruction, but it also brought Marinette and Luka closer together.

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Hey blossoms

i hope u enjoy my fanfic

I'm deeply sorry if u had high expectations

i'm just super busy with school and sometimes i run out of motivation and ideas but it's ok because i always get motivation from u guyz

Byeeeeeeeeeee

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[url0c4l3m0]

Sorry if it’s a bit blurry, it’s bc I’m in a car but I hope you guys enjoy 4th of July! ^^

Wish u guyz the best! <33

[apple-os]

I enjoy being able 2 tell when my wooftualz are online

I have notifs on for like two? three? of u guyz and itz sillymode

anywayz goo morning everyone!! I hope u hav a nice dayyy

[mado1994]

This my manga oneshot I worked really hard at it hope u guys enjoy it and let me here your opinions guyz plz share and like and comment on the link plz

[vrisrezis]

If you feel up for it, could you do some mushy/soft headcanons for Hunter & nb/gender neutral reader? Thanks so much!!

Hope you enjoy my actual mental illness for this I am sorry in advance .

You and hunter be like: down with cis .

(Get it cuz ur nb and he’s a he/they trans nb guy bc I said so haha)

Anyways:

- So sweet and supportive about everything, given that he understands what you go through. Dysphoria and all, he helps you through it :))

- totally has binders if you need em

Okay here’s normal hcs now (I made reader kinda goofy and dumb but yk) . Also technically this is kinda ?? gay since ur nb just wanted to make dat clear since I mention . Gay . Things . LOLL

- just hugs you and smooches ur cheek . And makes u feel valid,,,,

- cuddles . Cuddles .

- “MWAH” kiss on the forehead . . while he’s reading or sum

- his favorite position while kissing you is like. Your legs around his waist, hands on his cheeks while kissing him. His hands on your waist .

- OMG SO LISTEN!!! When he’s just being silly n goofy he carries you with you sitting on his shoulders. Piggyback rides too . He may look scrawny but he can handle it promise …

- also sometimes when your on his shoulders . Wrap arms around his neck

- holds ur hand .. give a lil SQUEEZE,,,

- sometimes when he is kissin u he just like grabs on your shirt

- info dumps on you while you read your fav books together or something .

- carries you bridal style sometimez . Usually when he’s feelin protective . Like getting you out of danger or something!

- if you carry him bridal style he grips onto your shirt tightly and he’s all blushy

- sometimes likes to kiss you while laying in your lap instead with his hand cupping your cheek (his face a whole red mess)

- kisses your cheek so hard . Smushes your cheek . Also smushes your cheek with his .

- blanket forts with him

- intertwines his hands with yours . While smiling like a dork

- holds your hand and walks with you all the time <33 hee hee

- when you kiss he grabs at the back of your head sometimes!! Or wraps his arms around your neck

- you guyz cuddlin . Just like poke at his cheek . He loves it even if he acts tsundere about it .

- lay head on his chest . His chin on your head

- kiss everywhere . On the floor . In the kitchen . In bedroom . In the laundry room while Belos is right there and wants you dead .

- when he takes a break from kissing you . Nuzzle him .

- him laying on his crossed arms on your stomach, looking up at you and you look down at him . And you guys do stupid shit like “pfbfpbfft” “PFBFPBFFT” and then start laughing hysterically

- just cuddling and he randomly pecs your forehead multiple times with a “mwah mwah”

- squish his cheeks . His face gets all red and then he does it back to you as payback and he loses his mind over your soft tender skin ..

- hugs you around your middle, legs around your waist while he info dumps about whatever

- I keep talking about y’all on each others lap BUT!! You on his lap and just hugging his head with his arms around you

- when he realizes he’s into dumping he goes quiet and his face gets all red and your just giving him a goofy smile and he loses his mind

- bro just info dumping about a book he read and your like “bro shaking and crying” and he is actually shaking and crying .

- draw on him while he’s reading

- “did you draw a dick on my face?” “No….” Proceeds to draw dicks on his face

- hunter just kisses u for the first time and u go “haha that was awesome” and you’re both a huge blushy mess and then you start beatboxing.

- “aww hunter my skrinkly wimble oonglydoople” “what.”

- hunter isn’t even phased by your “I ❤️ hot dads” shirt anymore you two just standing there casually with it on . You ask him to get a matching one and he’s like “I don’t care that you’re weird but Don’t involve me .”

- you guys playing toys . Sk8 board toys to be exact . He’s like “BOOM SICK TRICK” and you lose your fuckin mind you start sobbing

- “you’re telling me a shrimp fried this rice?” “What’s a shrimp.”

- kiss his cheek . “Smeck” “NOOOO!” then you just smile as his entire face is red and kiki just saw all of that .

- you two don’t see eachother for a long time? Reuniting is just a bunch of “ILY” “<3” “MWAH!” And him hugging you with your legs around his waist . and smooches .

- you two walk with your arms around eachother shoulders like your clingy besties . But it is so much more than that

- listen to music with shared earbuds

- grabs your chin n kisses you sometimes hehe

- kissin while he’s in your lap then you both start gigglin

- neck kisses :3

- he starts laughing though because it tickles

- naps with u . His head in your chest and arms around your upper back and your hugging his mid as your legs overlap on his

- “damn Belos gnc as fuck” “you’re insane”

- “hunter stinks he has no right being the cutest mf ever”

- just smiles . With blush on his face as he looks at you while you talk abt whatever it is . Bro is in love . Soft ass smile . He is smitten

- you just layin on the floor dead . He just flops on you .

- you just jammin to sum tunes and . He is shakin and crying stop we are on a mission please

- you just CRYIN n he comforting u he’s like “babe what’s wrong :(“ and you’re like “I… *sniffle* i ate soap” “…..” “…….” “You what.”

- y’all were watching a movie and you were like “I’d fuck that old man” and he squints at you like you’re insane, looks at the guy and then back at you. “Y/n….”

- be gay do crimes

- “they ordered pickles” meme with u and him . It’s true .

- “I see you don’t have a lifeguard at your beach…;)” “y/n this is a hot tub.”

- “oooo you like me- how EMBARRASSING” you say as you both strangle eachother

- on top of you and hugs you like a teddy bear and just sleeps like that

- Luz be like “>:( he’s awful and mean wtf?!?” And you’re like “you don’t have all the facts” and amity’s like “which are?” “I love him.”

- wearing a shirt that says “hunter apologist” on it

- kissin him with the girly one foot up thing . (I cant actually explain this pls tell me u understand)

- the circle of life between y/n and hunter. Being fucking sad and miserable . And then . “Wait a second I’m gay” and then being happy “SUCCESS!” and then being miserable again . Full circle .

- “do you ever sleep” “sometimes I close my eyes when I sneeze .” “Hunter Jesus”

- also YALL havin this convo when he is being a little shit to Luz or something “why are you a bitch?” “ask myself that question everyday” “well can u stop”

- hunter, beginning of relationship: “affection can be exchanged for goods and services”

Hunter, now in the relationship: “so turns out that isn’t enough and I should utilize “open communication” and “emotional availability” whatever the hell that means. Bullshit.

- you made hunter put on a shirt . The front says “straight pride” the back says “JUST KIDDING. Can you imagine holy fucking shit”

Okay I hope you guys liked my hcs bc. I love hunter and I was feeling rather insane when I made this. .

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hai guyz TTwTT sowwie for being so inactive lately :( i got reeeeally burnt out on scene stuff for a whiel but i got a new brush recently thatz kinda been motivating me to draw it more :3 ill try 2 be more active here!!! thank u all so much 4 the continued support even in my silence :3c i hope i can rejoin da community a little bit and i hope ull all continue 2 enjoy my sparkley sparkledoggiez!!! <3 <3 <3

[atomicc]

Actually yknow what this is a blogging website it's time 2 make a blog post.

It's a little sad 2 me how many scene/raver blogs have gone silent or deactivated over the years. My dash used 2 b FILLED with technicolor outfits and sparkledogs. Now I barely see any!! Where did everyone go? It's still the rawring 20s! I guess it's ok in my mind that it really was just a phase 4 some ppl (phases r an important part of self discovery!!) but I'm still here. So it's sad 2 see so many blogs I rlly liked just. Gone. Come back guyz u left ur kandi : (!!

Idk ppl used 2 talk 2 me a lot! I liked getting asks! And little messages!! It was fun! But I guess I also stopped posting my own content 4 awhile X(... I know I haven't posted art hardly at all since I moved but really just. Don't have the time or energy 2 do digital art... Which makes me sad too... Idk I'm tempted 2 just start posting old art I never uploaded here? Or maybe I should start posting my traditional sketches? What do u guys think??? Maybe both? Auhg! >___<"

Either way I wanna start posting again more frequently! I already have been I hope u guys have enjoyed my mental illness rambling I think it's fun. Yaay yippee!! WAHOOO!! Idk this is my funny little blog I think I'm allowed 2 have crazy ass posts about how I heard my plushie say something 2 me the other day. Tired of being normal it's roller coaster time 4 all of u.

Anyywaaay I love u I love u sooo much hugs and love!!! I'm probably gonna do some minor changes 2 my blog again and make a pinned post later? Idk I work again today so. *shrug* we'll see what kind of energy I got.