#sending virtual hugs to anon

[synapticfirefly]

I'm so so sorry for filling up your asks with my complaining and anxiety.

[temeyes]

Can I get a hug from price or ghost,,, I’ve had a hard couple of days and I love your blog and everything. It makes me happy<3

sorry it took us so long to get back to you, anon! but yeah, always!!

Ghost and Price will always be there for you if ya need them!

[hwaslayer]

reading through pmylm for the 1000th time so i thought i’d come say hi~

hope you’re doing well! sending you lots of love 💗💗

my sweet pea!! i hope you’ve been taking care of yourself and everything has been okay with you 🥺💞 ahhhhh i miss our pmlym couple sm, i was literally just thinking about them the other day cause its def time for another drabble 😩 gotta see what our babies are up to!!

[tiii13]

So~ Lyse and Sini comic when? 👀

Jk 😂 I’ve become very invested in the span of like a minute lol.

Thank you for sharing your beautiful art!! ✨

ASDFGHJKL!!!

Even if it's just a joke but you made my day 😭

[timeofjuly]

i keep thinking of the scenario if electrician were to run into ppl of her past like izzy from new years… i like imagine her going “ bunny it’s been so long you look better then ever “ and electrician is like 😀 do i know you..? due to their gaps in memory (i’m also interested how much their memory will affect them as the story progresses, i myself suffer from the issue and being young it’s kinda scary sometimes 😞)

This ask made me write something! This is set pre-RTC in the earlier days of MC’s sobriety. They’ve just moved to New Ebott here. 

Read it on AO3 or read it below!

Licence

You’re leaving the DMV, of all the fucking places, when it happens. 

Most people hate the DMV but you had practically skipped into the place for your eleven am appointment, overcome with joy at the thought of getting your driver’s licence back. The public transportation in New Ebott is great and your ass looks amazing after all the cycling you’ve been doing when the weather is nice, but there’s something about the independence of a car that you’ve missed. With your licence back, your employment prospects won’t be limited to the boundaries of public transport and your stamina when pedalling. 

With your licence back, you’ll be able to go to school. 

That’s the thing you’re most excited about. School. College. University. Whatever. You just want to learn something, to use the brain that you’ve let go to shit. You don’t even care what - at this point, with your dismal record and embarrassing results from high school, you’ll take what you can get. 

You’ve wasted enough of your life and you don’t want to squander a second more. 

After tucking your brand new licence safely in your back pocket, you leave the DMV, still smiling, and make your way to the bus stop. You’ll miss catching it; all the drivers are lovely and it’s nice to be driven around the city, like your own personal tour. 

You’ve got time to kill until the bus arrives, so you open your phone and start scrolling through hundreds of second hand car listings. 

You’re not picky; you have a tight budget and will probably hit your fair share of curbs in it anyway, but it’s nice to look at the fancier ones and dream. A convertible sounds nice; there’s a bright red one for sale, way outside of your budget. You imagine the wind in your hair, the sheer cool factor of rolling down the street with the top down. Oh, or maybe a motorbike; you had loved your stupid, ugly little scooter, and a motorbike would be even better. And you’d get to wear all the sexy leather gear. Double win. 

“Oh my stars, do my eyes deceive me?”

The cold hand of panic twists through your ribcage and wraps around your heart, fingers taking hold and squeezing. 

You know that voice. 

You turn around.

On the sidewalk are two people staring at you with equally ecstatic expressions and you only recognise one of them. 

Izzy looks… well, she looks good, you suppose, clothes fashionable and scales polished to a sheen, though you can see a few of them are missing. The spines on her head are droopy, a little paler in colour than what you remember, and there’s a beadiness to her eyes that you never noticed before. 

You haven’t seen her in months but from how unfamiliar she looks, it feels more like years. 

“Damn, you’re looking good!” says the man you don’t recognise. 

And you know that you knew this person once, can hear the echo of his voice through the fog of your memory, even recognise his hands for the way they’d felt on your skin, but there’s something missing, something your stupid, ruined, useless brain is unable to grasp.

“Hey,” you say, affecting your brightest party-girl smile. “Long time no see.”

“Fucking hell, no shit!” the man laughs. He’s handsome, tall and very blond. “How’ve you been? You look so different.”

With each month you add to your sobriety, you’re told that with increasing frequency. You don’t really see it yourself - you feel like the exact same person most of the time. Worse, even. You’re horrible to be around when you’re in pain. 

“Good, really good,” you say. “How have –”

“Dude, I thought you were dead!” Izzy crows, looking delighted. “You just disappeared, like that.” She snaps her fingers, a jarring scrape of scale-on-claw. 

“Yeah, we all thought that Jesse threw the bunny out with the bath water,” the man says. His tone is light, like it’s a fucking joke or something. 

This person is a stranger to you. You couldn’t even guess his name if you tried. And yet he knows about that —

You tense. Pull a smile to your face. Do your best to shake off the phantom feeling of ice crystallising on the tip of your nose. “Nah, I’m not that easy to get rid of.”

And he laughs and so does Izzy and you laugh too, even though it feels like glass in your throat, because what else can you do?

“Well, I’m glad,” says Izzy and then she sweeps you up into a hug. She smells like old perfume clinging to unwashed clothes and you can feel a faint tremble in her hands as they grip your back. 

You hug back, even though you suddenly feel strange and unwieldy, like your arms aren’t your own. 

I want to go home, you think. Another thing you’d be able to do if you just had a fucking car and hadn’t lost your fucking licence in the first place. 

Izzy pulls back but then the man swoops in to take her place. You’re pressed to the line of his body, and though you’ve probably seen it naked, touched it all over, the feel of it is foreign to you. 

You let go first. 

“What’re you doing in New Ebott, anyway?” Izzy asks. 

“Just passing through,” you lie, because fuck if you’re letting her know that you live here now. “What about you guys?”

“Same thing,” Izzy says. “We’re crashing with Palyso at the moment, remember him?”

Nope. 

“Oh, yeah, totally.”

“Yeah, good guy, really funny. Hey, he’s actually having a party tonight, you should come! Just like old times.” The stranger waggles his eyebrows at you. 

You don’t need to remember the specifics to work out what he means. 

“Yeah, come with us,” Izzy begs. “Everyone’ll be so happy to see you. I’ll make it worth your while, I promise.”

The itch you’re not allowed to scratch burns. It’d be so easy, so fucking easy, to say yes. What’s one night? You don’t even need to use; who says you can’t have fun sober?

The word yes sits in your mouth like a hot coal and then the memory of water, cracking with thin shards of ice, washes over it. 

The desire is gutted out. Not even smoke remains. 

“I’ll sit this one out,” you say. 

“Aw, c’mon, bunny! You’ve gotta—“

The sound of an engine rumbles behind you and your soul sings with relief. 

Thank you, timely public transportation of New Ebott. 

“This is me,” you say, hoping you sound apologetic. “It was nice seeing you guys!”

You don’t wait for a reply, practically flinging yourself onto the bus. The driver gives you a concerned look - you’re a regular and most of them know you by name  - but you just give her a reassuring grin, because you’re fine. You’re fine. You’re completely, one hundred per cent fine. 

You take a seat near the front and stare down at your hands. You think of the way Izzy's shook. The way yours had once. The way they don’t anymore. You hadn’t noticed that until now. 

God fucking damnit. 

Stupid, unwarranted tears prickle hot at your eyes and worse, there’s something sharp poking you in the butt. 

Fearing that you’ve sat in something that’ll rip a hole in your pants - wouldn’t that be your fucking luck - you lift your hips and grope blindly at your ass. 

Oh, right. 

You forgot that you wedged it in your pocket after leaving the DMV. 

You look down at your brand new licence, turning the shiny plastic card around in your hands. Your own face stares back up at you. 

You dig around in your purse and from the very bottom, unearth the remains of your old licence, kept purely for sentimental reasons. It’s cut clean down the middle, made unusable the moment you’d lost it, but the image of your face is still intact. 

You compare the two, side-by-side. In the new one, your face is fuller and your skin smoother. Your lips have colour to them and your eyes are bright and awake, the whites white rather than bloodshot yellow. 

In the new one, you’re smiling. 

Huh. You see it, now. 

You do look different after all.

[limbuscompany-culture-is]

limbus company fictive culture is being a cathy fictive and having to accept you'll never meet your heathcliff again and not being able to move on because you love him so much but he's not here anymore

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[sunniques]

oh god

i drop by w comments occasionally and i just gotta say

i’m dead

you killed me

that jay fic is so fuckimg hot he’s so hot i want him so bad im not gonna be able to think abt anything else today except that fic fuck

jay is that man and i feel like this just showed you all how down bad i am for him 🤭

glad you enjoyed the fic and i’m actually giggling at your ask

[pocket-vvardvark]

okay don't take this wrong, but i am literally so fascinated by your art style?? putting it under a microscope and studying it until i can understand why. ok first lets be real and acknowledge that there are only 2 art styles you can draw a character in: "wowie, they're so hot, i love this" and "ew, they're so ugly, i love this" and your art style manages to hit both of those itches at the same time?? howd you do this. your art style is if the jelly art style and skyrim art style had a child. please never stop i beg this is awesome and i don't think ai will ever be able to do shit like this genuinely i am amazed.

Omg I am SO flattered!! 🥹 There was a time where I felt like my art was not where I wanted it to be, and I was pretty depressed by that, haha. So, this is really such a wonderful comment you've left. I've been experimenting with styles since I've begun drawing seriously again, and I am so thankful I stepped back into this world! Seriously, this has brightened my spirits and I finally feel like I'm going in the right direction with my art!! Thank you SO, so much for taking the time to write this, it truly means the world to me <33

[zetsubobu]

Happy Birthday✨💘 You are really cool!!!

Oh my god thank you!!

That's really sweet of you!!

[climbthemountain2020]

Thank you for writing one of my favorite fics (Your Eyes Whisper Have We Met) in the fandom. I’ve been having a really terrible time of it and it’s been one of the things that’s brought some joy and positivity to my life. Thanks for sharing it with us! ❤️

Anon, first of all, I am so so sorry you've been having such a hard time of it. Please know you are ALWAYS welcome in my DMs if you want a friend. I swear I'm friendly and silly and mostly just very strange hahaha.

Second, this was just the absolute sweetest thing to read. I was having a very rough night, and I can't tell you how much this made me smile. Just that someone is reading the things I write and liking them means the world to me.

I hope you're ready for the next few chapters! Hahaha 🫶

[oddinary4bts]

Would you be able to hold off answering asks on the latest chapters after you post them? Like hold off by a day or 2 please to give some people around the globe time to read it? 🥺 I haven’t read ch11 yet but saw all these asks and I feel like it spoiled it for me 🥲

Oh no I’m so sorry I didn’t even think about it😭😭 I’m always just so excited to answer the asks and to get to interact with y’all that I didn’t even think about possibly spoiling people :’) (I personally don’t care about getting spoiled at all so I guess I just didn’t think about it at all)

I’m really sorry bby🥹 I’ll stop for tonight and reply to some more tomorrow!!

[awesamforehead]

🌼

-🎃

[unofficialadamtaurus]

Hi, I watch it on CR, here to tell you that they do not in fact have any hotline numbers for suicide. Or anything else for that matter.

You’re absolutely right about that vague as fuck warning not helping anything. As someone who’s experienced a lot of physical abuse and assault, it was a disturbing episode, to put it lightly. I’m fine with anime characters taking a beating, but something about Ozpin whacking Ruby with his crane until the only thing she could was lie on ground, sob, and consider killing herself… invoke some not so fun memories 🙃

I'm going to release hornets in their office

[canongf]

EEEE LIV UR SO COOL!! it warms my heart sm seeing your updates about your acting journey and im jumping up and down for you so seriously <3 sending you all the good vibes and i can’t wait to see all the well deserved projects come your way <3

- love the previous shy stranger across the world <3

EEEEE THANK YOU THANK YOU!!! 🖤

this is literally the cutest message in the universe!!! thank you for jumping up and down for me, thank you for following along on the adventure!!! thank you for being here!!! it genuinely means everything to be able to share this stuff and i can't wait to see what else i get to share with you!!!

shy stranger, i adore you!!! i love you!!! i hope things are good for you and i hope you're having adventures too!!! and if you're not, i hope you know that's okay and your life doesn't have to look like anyone else's!!! you're doing so great!!! 🖤

[fell-is-suffering]

Hi uh... I think you're cool.

*runs away fast as Sonic*

(Not an rp thing just a really quick compliment lol)

thank you! 💜💜

[keanusteddy]

this is not a request but more like of a appreciation of ur bots like THEYRE SO GOOD I LOVE THEM... thank u for being amazing

Ahhh, thank you so much 🥹🥹 It makes me soooo happy and glad to see that people enjoy my bots 🫂💕💕