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Oh my crush is rosicheeks, she cute, we've spoken only a few times trough those years but yeah haha.
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#uhm hi 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺#you can’t just casually say I’m your tumblr crush#excuuUuUUuUuUUUUUse me#do you wanna kiss a little bit maybe 🥺#I’m sorry we’ve only talked a few times though :(#if we are mutuals you can always reach out#or send me an ask!#for some reason I respond to asks more often than DMs#but feel free to reach out 🥺#I suck at replying so don’t be offended if I don’t reply often :((#this made me feel all fuzzy wuzzy inside 🥺🥺🥺🥺#thank you 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰#ask#anon
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lapdog yoko lapdog yoko lapdog yoko
#lapfox ig..#hes one of those too big lapdogs except he knowsss he is too big but he doesnt gaf. he enjoys it#cus he gets to both feel like hes treasuring hiei but also viceversa and idk yoko w his theiving n hoarding just been on my mind i think it#just be neat if they were both little freaks n like a bit possessive n shit. maybe in like diff ways but ok no ok no i will stop ranting in#the tags i know yes i need to stop this habit but like have you thought abt them#i wwnnwa draw kurama kurama too. this was just bc uhm big fox kurama make for funnier lapdog n im gay#yu yu hakusho#yyh#yyh hiei#yyh kurama#kurahi#my art#ive crawled my way back to them oaahhgjjhwqhh blinking innocently after chewing through the bars of my enclosure 🥺
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hi i am back to boop your souls
#the amount of lovely words i received made me debate whether to stay on this app or not 🥺#first of all i am thankful for every message and i will return to all of them soon#I HOPE EVERYONE IS DOING FINE#uhm#omg hi#e
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part 1 | part 2 | part 3 (these make one big story, you won't understand this part without the others)
day 04: here come the tears
a/n: the people have requested a surprise eddie pov and i have decided to pull a eurovision and ignore the public vote, just a little bit. but you get a tiny eddie pov, as a treat 🤍
Steve is crying. It's 1:07 a.m. and Steve is crying. And there is nothing Eddie can do about it as he's lying in bed, his heart breaking further with every passing second that they lie there in silence, quiet sniffles carrying over the phone.
Steve is crying and Eddie is breaking. Steve is not talking to him and Eddie is breaking. Steve is not okay, and neither is Eddie. They're both breaking.
And Eddie doesn't know what to do about it, how to fix it. How to make it better. How to tell Steve that he misses him, how to ask him to talk to him, how to keep him. To stop him from slipping through his fingers further and further until all there is is silence.
"You know," his mind wanders back to years ago, his heart cracking at the memory. "I had the biggest crush on him for the longest time. Forever, really."
He remembers the way Steve's eyebrows shot up, his eyes round with... shock? Surprise? Or maybe something bad?
"Oh?"
"Yeah," Eddie had chuckled, fiddling with the straw in his drink to give his hands something to do. "Remember that kiss?" Steve nodded. "Well." Another chuckle, awkward this time, and possibly too revealing.
Steve grinned at him, a self satisfied smirk that wavers just a little. "So you're saying you did fall madly in love with me, Munson?"
Eddie's breath had hitched a little because Steve remembered those words so perfectly that had since doomed Eddie completely. But he covered it up with a laugh so easily, he was sure Steve didn't notice.
"Maybe," he grinned. "But eh, that's in the past."
It wasn't a lie; not really. But wasn't the truth either.
The truth was that Eddie had moved on. The truth was that it's the kind of crush that was never really a crush. The kind that is a Forever more than anything else.
The kind that will always be there, a flame burning inside my chest that carries your name and keeps it alive, keeps me warm. The kind of flame that will always be ready to become a bonfire again. Just say the word, Stevie. It's written in the universe. Say the word and I'll be yours.
"Good," Steve said after a while, and Eddie remembers frowning, remembers that he wanted to ask what that tone was, what Steve was thinking. If he was worried or disgusted or felt betrayed that Eddie's been so hopelessly and helplessly in love with him.
But all he said was, "Yeah. Remember Chrissy? We're kinda official now."
And Eddie had known then just as he does now, that he'll be a happy man with Chrissy. She's his best friend, a sunshine on bleak days. She's no Steve, but she makes him happy. He had to move on from Steve – to try – and allow himself his own kind of happiness. He'd never expected to find it with Chrissy, but he loves her so much. He's grown to love her in the past years – not the movie kind of love, not the all-encompassing Steve kind of love, because that flame inside his chest can still only carry one name.
But life is not a movie. And love is not always a fire. But he's still warm, still content, still happy. And so is Chrissy. She knows about his flame, says she understands. Eddie thinks he has one of her own, but he never asked; just held her that night, creating more of that silent happiness.
…Is he happy? Lying in bed, listening to Steve's quiet breaths that are barely audible over the phone, remembering the kiss, the confession, the Forever that he tried to move on from, he wonders what he's doing. Wonders if that contentment is worthwhile if it somehow lead him to losing Steve.
Did he miss something? Did he fuck up without realising?
He can't ask; Steve won't talk.
All he can do is lie there and feel that flame that still carries Steve's name after ten, eleven, twelve years scorching his insides.
All he can do is wonder if the whispered, "Good night, Stevie. I miss you," is some kind of goodbye. All he can do is lie awake all night and wonder where they started losing each other.
~*~
Missing Eddie is worse than loving him. Missing Eddie makes it feel like all the heartbreak songs are written for Steve and his pain that will persist.
It’s been three months since the engagement party, and the sharp, biting heartache that cut into his lungs every time Steve tried to take a deep breath has dulled now, turned into a constant ache, an emptiness, the sorrowful traces of where an I love you turned into an I miss you.
He’s barely talking to Eddie anymore, and with every passing day he just misses him more.
Steve types the words I miss you over and over and over again, but never hits send. Just stares at them, wondering if Eddie knows. Wondering if he’s doing the right thing. He isn’t. There is no right thing. Nothing is right. Not without Eddie.
He scrolls up in their chat, past Eddie’s questions if he’s okay, past his very own I miss yous, up and up and up to the strings of hearts, to the inside jokes, to the gentle teasing, to the You’re my favourite persons, to the happiness and joy and good, good times.
He scrolls and scrolls until his phone vibrates and tells him there’s a new message in the chat. Steve frowns, his hollow heart racing as he scrolls down again to see Eddie’s new message.
Eddie Munson: — Can I come over?
Steve frowns.
— why? are you okay?
Eddie Munson: — No. — Nothing is okay. You’re gone and you’re not talking to me and I miss you and I’m losing you and I don’t know why — I dont know anything. — I just wanna know, wanna talk, wanna understand — I wanna fix this. I fucked up, I think, and I wanna make it better. — I need to talk to you — Please. Please can I come over
Steve swallows hard, as he reads the incoming messages over and over again, watching the little bubble that says Eddie’s typing still. Watching as it disappears and reappears, reading until his eyes begin to sting and his vision is blurred with tears for the first time this week.
Letting them fall as he types,
— no. please dont
Eddie doesn’t reply to that, and Steve breathes out long and hard, throwing his phone to the side, not caring where it lands on the couch as he slumps over to the other side, turning up the music even louder.
Oh, can you tell I haven’s slept very well Since the last time that we spoke. I said, ‘Please understand I’ve been drinking again And all I do is hope.’
It consumes him, this song and the way it was written for him. The way it was written about him. Because he has no right to ask Eddie to stay. He’s the one who’s leaving. He’s the one not telling Eddie what is wrong, why he’s pulling back so suddenly.
I’m not strong enough for the both of us. What was I supposed to do, You know I love you. Please, stay.
Please stay. Please, please, please stay. It’s about him. It’s about Eddie. About them.
And Steve listens to it over and over again, not caring that his neighbours will know it by heart by know, will be so tired of him wallowing for weeks and months, and will come knocking soon. He doesn’t care, not when Mayday Parade are singing, All the love’s still there, I just don’t know what to do with it now.
He types that into Eddie’s chat. Doesn’t hit send. Sends it to Robin instead, and gets a shaking hands emoji in return. It makes him smile as he re-starts the song.
~*~
That night, he wakes around 2 a.m. to a missed call an hour ago and one new message on his mailbox. He lifts his phone to his ear with shaking hands and bated breath, a pit opening in his stomach when he hears the Judas Priest song that’s been in his Sad Eddie playlist since the beginning.
His heart cracks open when he hears Eddie’s sniffle, a heavy sigh, and another sniffle, followed by a little, Fuck.
“Stevie? I’m… You don’t get to do this. You don’t get to just— to just disappear. To slip through my fucking fingers, or float away like a— a dream, when you wake up, and you wanna go back to sleep because it was a good dream, and you— I don’t wan’ you to be a good dream Steve. You’re like… Fuck, man!”
Eddie’s voice is breaking, and so is Steve’s heart as his hand begins to tremble and he sits up in bed, closing his eyes, squeezing them shut because he doesn’t want to see the world as Eddie’s rambling at him.
“I miss you. I miss you so much, and I don’t understand what’s happening. I don’t… I don’t wanna miss you. How do I get you back, Stevie? Please just… God, please just talk to me. I’d do anything for you, you know that. Just tell me, just say the word. Just… Just say the word, please.”
There’s silence after that, only Judas Priest’s Here come the tears over and over as the song is ending. Steve is crying as he listens to Eddie’s silence.
“Just. Just… Please, Stevie.”
The call ends then, the line cutting to the staticky voice instructing him to save or delete the message. Steve saves it. He doesn’t know why.
He also doesn’t know why he’s scrolling through his contacts with trembling hands and hits Call when he reaches Eddie.
The call doesn’t even get to the second ring before it’s picked up already.
“Stevie?” Eddie sounds breathless, wild, and just a little hoarse. Like he was still crying.
“Hi,” he says lamely, still shaking, a little breathless himself, and with absolutely no idea what he should say.
“I’m… Hi.”
Silence falls, and Steve wipes at his eyes. He’s still in bed, just sitting there with his phone pressed to his ear, and the ball that’s coiled inside him is growing larger and larger with each passing second that he doesn’t say Sorry, that he doesn’t say I miss you, too. That he doesn’t say I love you.
“Can I come in?”
He blinks, the question throwing him off his thought spiral. “Huh?”
“I’m sort of… outside your building right now.”
Why, he wants to ask. No, he wants to say. You’re gonna see, you’re gonna know, you’re gonna hate me forever.
“Okay,” he breathes and climbs out of bed, blanket around his shoulders despite the summer heat, because suddenly he’s freezing. He buzzes Eddie in, listens to him on the phone as he walks up the stairs, neither of them thinking of hanging up, and opens his doors with shaking, trembling hands.
tagging: @sexymothmanincarnate @mcneen @livsters @eddiemunchondeeznuts @abstractnaturaldisaster @steddie-as-they-go @hyperfixationgoddess @goodolefashionedloverboi @stxrcrossed186 @imzadidragonfly @eddiemunsonswife @bidisastersworld @ghost-ly-s @romanticdestruction @walkingaftermidnight07 @anaibis @rainydays35 @mightbeasleep @sunfloweringstories @korixae @tuesdaycats @totoroinatardis @ilovebookshowboutyou @musical-theatre-gay @theluckyalien @copingmechanizm @srra @changelingbaby @sassygoop @obsessivelyme @r0binscript (sorry if i missed anyone just give me a shout if i did <3)and thanks to everyone who said nice things about this 🤍🌷
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#steddie fic#steddie#steddieweek2023#steddie week fic#steve harrington whump#eddie munson whump#dio words#hi uhm. please nobody be mean to eddie for moving on or think he's emotionally two-timing chrissy i swear i'll try to make it make sense#but moving on is good and healthy pls don't give him shit for it <3 sometimes in life that's what happens#also thank you all for being so nice to me legit all your comments and tags keep me going 🥺😭🤍🌷 thank yous
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Max's baby
According to Vermeulen, Max's involvement should not be underestimated. "It's his baby," says the manager of the two-time world champion. "Max is overflowing with creativity. There's still so much he wants to do with Verstappen.com Racing."
Verstappen gets involved with everything that's to do with Verstappen.com Racing. "Max is absolutely the leading man of the project," says Vermeulen. "He makes all the decisions in the end. Whether it's about the merchandise we launched at the DTM in Zandvoort last weekend, or the design of the livery. Everything has to be approved by Max. He is very precise in everything. From a red line on the car that needs to be just that little bit different to a small adjustment to the logo. It's great to see him this involved. It energizes people around him."
According to Vermeulen Verstappen.com Racing has not been set up for the 25 year-old driver to have something to do after his F1 career. Vermeulen: "No, this is for during his F1 career. Before he was in F1, Max was already a passionate simracer, of course. But the time felt right to go about it more seriously and take some steps."
Besides, it gives Verstappen some relaxation. "It's a way to recharge for him," says Vermeulen. "Especially the simracing of course. He can do that fairly anonymously from home, with equal-minded people who are also crazy about simracing. He's in a chat with everyone and wants to help improve those guys. And when he's in a race himself, he's in the sim for hours and hours to prepare. I haven't seen a driver before who cares so much about people who want to achieve something. Whether that's simracing or GT, like with Thierry [Vermeulen]. For example, Max went to see Thierry testing at Paul Ricard for the GT World Challenge. That he's so involved, is really beautiful to me." It's a side of Verstappen that was previously fairly invisible. "The passion was just as great before," knows Vermeulen. "But with the arrival of Verstappen.com Racing it has shaped into something more formal."
Future
Even though they've already accomplished something with Team Redline in simracing, Jos Verstappen in rally and Thierry Vermeulen in DTM, this looks to be just the beginning for Team Redline. "It's still early stages," confirms Vermeulen. "These are the first steps. We want to expand on all fronts. It's a work in progress. We have high expectations." What does the future look like for Verstappen.com Racing? "The sky is the limit," laughs Vermeulen. "Some day it could, for example, be an independent racing team. But we're taking small steps. Formula 1 is the priority in the end. But for Max this is a good way to relax and do something with his passion."
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#ray's post about the uhm... aesthetic of the name reminded me of this recent interview with max's manager#his preciseness 🥺#f1#max verstappen#hit post and realised that first line might be a bit misleading. sorry if so 😂
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cw; hurt/comfort, toxic family dynamics, cutting parents off, soft ending
you sniffle as you press yourself further into shinsou's shirt, trying to contain your tears but failing miserably. it feels gut-wrenching to keep them back so against your active will, you let them flow. shinsou's hand rubs gentle circles onto your back, not entirely sure how to comfort you in this situation.
he's no stranger to unhealthy family dynamics and even the story you've unveiled for him through the time of your relationship has sounded eerily familiar to what his home was like before he became an orphan.
"am i a terrible child?"
his heart skips a beat at the question before he feels a boiling anger rise to his head. not at you, not at the question itself, but at your parents for making you feel like this.
he coos gently as he kisses your forehead, trying to sound calm, "no, they're terrible parents."
his certainty, the determination in his voice makes you flinch before you hide again. you're flustered at being an adult crying like this to your boyfriend, but deciding to go no-contact with your parent proves incredibly hard as their presence keeps haunting you like unrestful ghosts.
he kisses your forehead again and you let out a new series of sobs. he so badly wants to help you through this; he sees the flinching when your phone rings, the name familiar on the screen. he sees the dysregulation in your stability when it's brought up. he sees the way you curl in on yourself whenever you have to defend your choice.
you willingly orphaned yourself and some people have made you out to be the villain.
but what child - no matter how old they may be - would willingly want to lose their parents, if not out of a desperate need for survival?
your parents messed up, not you.
he says this as he pulls you closer, into a tight hug. you squeeze your eyes impossibly tighter, feeling hot from the embarassment of complaining about your parents when you know how his abandoned him. you're priviliged and spoiled, right?
it's like he reads your mind because he presses a kiss to your wet cheek and pulls your head up by the chin to look into your eyes, "our situation's not the same. you looking out for yourself is neither terrible nor selfish of you. i am so sorry that they do not appreciate you for who you are, but i'm here for you, and"- he tugs a strand of hair behind your ear and wipes a tear from your cheek with his thumb -"whatever terrible thoughts are going through you right now, i am not thinking any of that, i promise you. you deserve to have your boundaries - which are very basic, by the way - respected. you've tried, you've communicated, you've given chances. you haven't given up on them without a fight, so this is their own doing, okay?"
your underlip wobbles as another fat tear spills from your eye, but you nod and lean into him again, inhaling his scent as you try to unclench every muscle. it's going to be okay. you're not alone in this.
"they made their bed." you say finally, hiccuping as you take deep breaths. shinsou nods, "yeah, and they're grown adults who've made choices. i know it hurts - but you're not alone."
"thank you hitoshi."
he smiles and kisses the crown of your head, "i'll always be there - together with all your friends. we see you and we support you. you deserve better."
he wants to tell you that family isn't blood, that he could be family, that he wants to be family but you're overwhelmed right now and this is not how he's planning to propose; the ring's already hidden in his locker at the agency, waiting for one of your friends to finish a crocheted commission of your cats that he'll need to make his plans perfect.
he knows a husband isn't a substitute for having a mom or a dad, but he hopes he'll always make you feel loved and appreciated when he one day becomes your family.
#UUH HI. i had a . uhm. family thing today and im COPING#this was written on my phone so idk the word count and i apologize for any typos!!!! 🥺🧡#bnha x reader#shinsou hitoshi x reader#bnha comfort#nohr.bnha#nohr.writing#comfort tag
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Well.
#(I'm back)#It was. Uhm. A chapter#First of all: I'm ENDLESSLY GRATEFUL to the person who sent me the translation basically as soon as the chapter came out.#I even did like 90% of typesetting but didn't finish it because I had to go out#(aka with my friends were literally knocking out at my room and I couldn't make it any more late lol)#Mixed feelings about it? Mostly because there's so much exposition... I'll need to reread it another three times before it sinks in#The color page is AMAZING 10000000000000/10 I love my sskks so much they're so cute I love them so much they're so cute.#Easily the best part of the chapter.#The color page was? Very very pretty too? Like a lot more than usual if you ask me! I can't wait for the volume cover 🥺🥺#It should come out soon shouldn't it? Usually color spreads / pages open the volume...#Akutagawa fake dying again is funny. Like it isssss but also. Idk it's a little lame how we're changing the pov from ss/kk again :/#I can't even tell if I'm being biased or if it's an actual storytelling critique. I don't care right now I just want to see Akutagawa–#being cool rather than. You know. Dead on the ground.#That said! It's also very funny and touches my sense of humor precisely.#Like yeah Akutagawa being like the second strongest pm member and overall one of the most powerful ability user in the world–#that everyone fears (and I know he is! He is indeed for real!)#And yet he always ends up face to the ground 😂😂😂 Like if we don't count the ss/kk fights he literally only ever won against Hawthorne.#And even then he failed to kill him and Mitchell. It's so funny to me. I love him. He's so pathetic#“Wow! Akutagawa is so cool and invincible now!” *ends up biting the dust not even two chapters later*#It's okay because I love him. He's very very powerful and he's also very very pathetic I love that for him#That said :/ I don't really care about Fukuzawa :/ Idk :/ Like :/#Don't get me wrong I LOVE Fukuzawa (I don't. I'm mostly neutral towards him) but this is the ss/kk moment man :/ Whatchu doin#That's about it. Let's see what the next chapter brings!#Everything accounted for I'm glad there wasn't like. A ss/kk kiss or any other big big ss/kk moment#(although Atsushi admiring Akutagawa and thinking about his eyes has its fair share of neatness to it!!)#Because with everything going on this evening I really would have been let down to miss it#But I keep hope for the next chapters!! Please...#random rambles#Had tons of fun typesetting! Even though I don't think there's a point in posting it now. But would love to do it again in the future!#bsd spoilers
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we’ve all said it before but ill say it again, sam should have gotten lucifer pregnant and that should have been the jack origin. if she was jessifer at the time, even better <3
#lucifer mommy truthing again hi hii he needs this#it won’t fix him it will make him worse but it’ll be hot to see sam tormented by the pregnant devil#☺️ sam going to attack jessifer and she goes ‘don’t you care about our baby Sam? don’t you want to meet him?’#gets sam to touch her belly and talk to the baby and that’s when Jack does the whole ‘I’m The Perfect Paradise Baby Love Me 🥺🥺’ thing on sam#and now sam can’t kill her or their baby. he can’t. he loves jack too much. perhaps has also been hit with so many nephil happiness rays#that he looks up at lucifer and is like Oh. overwhelmed with sudden love for her. and his heads all mixed up. it’s like the vision where she#made him feel calm x1000 and. and. he loves her? he loves her doesn’t he? he gave her a baby and he loves her?#they’re going to raise their son together? and lucifer is so very pleased as sam presses his ear to her belly to hear jack’s heartbeat.#sam has quite literally been baby trapped. as in that baby set the trap and caught him in it before it was even sentient. mind control baby.#cue the rest of the pregnancy with lovestruck sam doing everything in his power to protect lucifer & jack#he’s like. fully aware he was scared of lucifer. that Lucifer is Bad this baby is Dangerous. but also. he loves them so much.#nothing else seems to matter when he loves them so much.#<3 I think Sam deserves to be mindfucked into being Lucifer’s little househusband for a bit.#oh. there are places this could go after Jack is born uhm uh. i uhm. that’s not the point I won’t say that.#the point is sam getting brainwashed to be happier and protective of pregnant!lucifer. and he IS happier. he’s just also high on good vibes.#😳 lucifer riding sam with his hand on her belly 😳😳😳😳#tw pregnancy#anyway. thoughts.#samifer#lucifer spn#Jess!lucifer#Jack kline#sam winchester
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It's almost 4:30am (can't sleep cause sugar) so I've been browsing tiktok and I barely care about overwatch other than my partner and Jamie BUT WHO WAS GONNA TELL ME ABOUT VENTURE....
#jane journals#self insert talk#BRO IM GETTING POTENTIAL CRUSHES LEFT AND RIGHT#no overwatch character has ever REALLY done it for me#tbh gun to my head i always said id ship w mei and shes soooo cute and pretty#BUT VENTURE?? HELP I LOVE THEIR DESIGN AND THEIR VOICE AND THEY'RE SO SO ADORABLE 😭😭😭#i came across an ai cover (booo we hate ai but still) of secret tunnel from atla and WHYYYYY IDK MAYBE ITS CAUSE ITS LATE BUT UHM UH UH 🥺🥺#HI 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺👉👈
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💞 soft n squishy 💞
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boothill pleaseeeeeee let me spit on it 😩
#☁︎ manon's mind#nurse! she’s out again#uhm but#this applies to both his cyborg and human form :3#i just. . . i just think he’d really enjoy it 🥺#he’s definitely a spit guy#GASP#we can spit on each other#true love ladies and gentleman#𐙚 after hours
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*crawls out of my grave covered in dirt and dust and spitting out cobwebs*
haha hey sorry what did I miss
#beez pucciverse lives#allegedly#anyway uhm 🥺 hi sorry for vanishing for three years I did not mean it#been going through a lot but things are good now!!#do people still talk in the tags#anyway much updating to do
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this is very probably not very helpful lol but what about gamer girls? ;3
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Gamer girls???? 🥺🥺🥺😍🥰😍🥰😍🥰🥰😍🥰🥰😍🥰😍😍🥰😍🥰😍
#lol everyone’s probably judging me a lil bit#guys I’m sorry gamer dudes have hurt me in the past#my ex was a gamer#and oooofda don’t want to go into that bs#a few other people in my past were gamers and they fucked me up a lil bit#so idk#I guess it just has a little sour taste in my mouth#just gotta meet a super cool gamer dude to change my mind haha#but until then#whenever I meet a cute cool gamer dude I’m like 🧐🧐🧐 I’m watching you buddy#BUT#gamer girls?#gamer GIRLS?!?!?!#honestly any and all girls make my heart flutter#I’ve never done anything with a girl or really even flirted with one#(besides through asks which makes me blush every single TIME 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰)#but I wouldn’t even know how to flirty talk with a girl#like uhm#hi you’re cute 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺#and then I’d be the irl expression of akdnksndksnskdndkskmsndkdks#and then run away cause they’re too pretty and cute and I’m too scaredddddd#🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣#pst you’re super cute and I wanna kiss you all over ok that’s all dksndkdn#ask#🌸 anon
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bro 27 panels????? add another person to the list of people excited abt it
27 panels!! in 6 pages!!! ty also I'm glad you're excited 😭 I'll give you a sneaky peeky
#very fond of these ones because I'll always go ham for a split perspective panel and also uhm. his smile 🥺#I know I'm the one who drew it but 🥺🥺🥺#anyway ty anon I'm excited and excited that you're excited sjgdkshkd#ask#anon#my art#wwx#blood#playlist
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Sprints in here you posted the ask game yesyesyes I get to gush!!! YOUR LIGHTING GAME GOES CRAZY INSANE LIKE GENUINELY ITS SO PRETTY AND DRAMATIC AND IMPACTFUL AND COLORFUL AND. WAUGH. It's kind of like. Very painterly but also kinda blobby with lots of texture??? Impressionistic almost. Also your poses are soooooo beautifully bubbly and expressive and it's like. People who show whatever they're feeling with their entire body??? It's like that but with every single character you draw your poses are so Dynamic and they match up with the character so well every time!!! Not to mention the actual expressions themselves bc the way you shape mouths and eyes especially are sooooo distinctive and cute and your shapes are so round and squishy. Your art gives off the same vibes as saltwater taffy and I honestly don't quite know what that means but it feels correct 🥰🥰🥰 And then lastly. Definitely not the least. The way you draw outfits and clothing has my jaw on the floor CONSISTENTLY like your detail work and the thought that you put behind every aspect of an article of clothing has me so in awe all the time!!! Um 😳 sorry for the absolutely massive size of this ask just know that I love your art sm and I also love you /p 💜💜💜
HAPPI I AM GOING TO EXPLODE AND CRY AND SCREAM AND BURY MYSELF INTO THE GROUND HELLO HI HELLO UHM 🥺😭
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this is art lalala
ani had a talk with his pseudo-god-kinda-daughter about becoming a better person this session
#wind howls#myart#she misses her friends (?) from way long ago and ani feels as though hes not allowed to miss the one person he does miss#eliana (the snake) represents redemption of sorts. which really makes me feel a certain way that she gets along with my guy so much#considering hes not a good person. initially i thought it would simply be funny if they got along because theyre both sorta snakes#but now it just makes me feel. sad ? happy ? mushy ? like the 🥺 emoji ? that shes helping him get better of sorts#and telling him that like. you can still miss whoever youre missing. you can get better. and one day hell believe it#until then however. hell just try his best to keep himself and his companions (theyre his friends. hes fooling nobody) alive#which. uhm. isnt going very well. considering 3 of them have died in game so far and one of them in this very same session .#tee hee (agonized by the horrors)
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