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writeofmind · 2 months
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hi i'm not sure if you will read this but i just want to say i've been rereading your bp works and i loveeeeee them please don't ever delete these 🥹🥹 i aspire to write as good as you 💘❤️‍🩹
this is so sweet, thank you so much :')))<3 don't worry, my works will stay up even if i decide to go inactive! and i'm sure you write just as well, if not better than i do!!
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andr0nap · 1 year
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I just got into Yugioh courtesy of my amazing s/o and I just found your art, I just want to say I want to blend it into a smoothie and drink it with an umbrella and I adore how you do your shading and lighting <3
UAAA THAMK U SM!!! and welcome to the ygo fandom! 🥺💕💕💕
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madame-mongoose · 2 years
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For the anon opinions, I’m pretty new to your blog but you seem really cool and chill! Like someone I would get some tea and chill outside in a tire swing with for a day. :>
HELL YEAH!! I'm not a tea person but if you bring some soda or juice I will be there 100%
I cannot promise chill tho I ping pong between sleepy bitch disease to kid on sugar rush like nobody's business
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gumilac · 2 years
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Yeah I’ve heard a lot of good things about the ukulele, I might give it a try.
I don’t have any problem sharing my poetry, frankly it’s one of my favorite things to do and I love sharing it with people :) this is one I wrote a while ago
I am tired.
I am always tired
I sleep but am always exhausted,
I work but am still just as tired.
“You need to sleep,” she says,
But I won’t be able to I think to myself.
I lay in bed hoping to be happy tomorrow.
I hope to be happy tomorrow.
I am rarely happy.
She makes me happy.
She makes me feel safe
and at home in her arms.
Her arms are my safe place.
I know that I am safe here,
she is someone that will keep me safe for once.
I feel protected and warm,
she is always so warm and delicate.
She is like the sun on a warm spring day,
her laughter just as bright and airy.
Her laughter is as soft and comforting
as it is loud and refreshing.
It can range from a short giggle
that can cause the butterflies in my stomach to stir,
to a long and loud fit of laughter
that can make everyone in the room smile.
I finally fall asleep knowing that I will be happy tomorrow,
and that she will be the reason why.
it was actually really funny bc the first few times I wrote something it was for my freshman English class in high school and I found it a while ago, and they were so much better than I remembered and so I decided to get back into it and now here I am lol
omg that's so pretty!! i love it so much :( you sharing your poem reminded me of one book i read bc in the book they also shared their poems and idk it felt nice reading this
this is just really pretty, you write so well <33 whoever you wrote this for is really lucky bc wow! i love it, it's so sweet
i'm so glad you're getting back into it again! you definitely have a knack for poetry 🤧 and thank you for sharing this pretty poem with me!
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wonwoozzz · 7 months
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You got this,believe in yourself💗
you’re too sweet !! thank you sm this truly means so much mwah 💗💗
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while we wait.
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may i offer you all a pubby?? lil bby barns?
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kikun · 1 year
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@solasters said ; ❛ㅤ𓆩✦𓆪ㅤ:ㅤ𝑎 𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑦𝑢𝑙𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝘩 𝑦𝑜𝑢 !ㅤ/ㅤ“ please? ”   big golden puppy eyes contrasted his petite pout as he showcased the wanderer’s gift, only to meet with sassy remarks at first. carrying a gigantic flower crown with both of his arms, the traveller stretched further so the ex-harbinger could see the pretty flowers connected in a beautiful array of colours and scents. but why was it so big, one might ask? well…   “ we really think it’d look great on your hat. me, paimon, nahida and the sellers in the grand bazar worked hard on it. ”   he tried nudging his companion again, taking a step closer with his gift in hand.   “ we wanted you to have this as a gift for yuletide… ”
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Ah yes, it's that time of year already. The nonsensical one that truly baffled the Wanderer.
Still, he regards the proferred item — a gift. An assortment of colours, a myriad of species and all neatly arranged in a manner that would bring about the brightest smile on a maiden.
In Aether's case, the one redeeming factor behind the gift of giving is the Wanderer's absence of humiliation. He could wear it, of course he could.
The question was : would he?
An answer is provided where a hand outstretches, extending like a blade of grass.
"Fine." Violets cascade down to the present. Knowing how it will wither." Since you've put so much effort in. I will wear it." But an experience ascended the tangible, and this temporary resolve would be cherished in the form of a memory.
Though when it came to an act such as this, the Wanderer arrives with a new dilemma.
How will he repay the Traveler? He thinks on in puzzlement while fingers caress the nearest petal of nature's silk.
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qwakque · 5 months
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it shined more brightly than any gem could,,
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omi-boshi · 16 days
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"you gotta let me go, lovebug." kiyoomi rumbles, attempting to gently wiggle out of your baby's grasp. the lovebug in question only gurgles, happy to have her father's attention on her. it quirks a smile on kiyoomi's face. his amusement is short-lived, however, when the grip on his finger seemingly tightens in response and tightens even more when he wiggles just a tad harder.
his rising panic amuses you to no end.
at the sound of your quiet giggles, kiyoomi looks up from the baby cradled in your arms and looks you in the eye.
"a little help would be nice, you know?" he frowns. "our food's gonna be here any minute."
"i would love to but there's nothing i can really do when she's clinging like that, kiyo." you send him the most sympathetic smile you could muster with the laughter still bubbling up your throat. "you know how she gets."
and kiyoomi does—he really does. your daughter got it from you, after all.
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gideonthe9 · 9 months
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an incomplete list of times karlach has made me cry
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bergoozter · 8 months
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don’t talk to me 🥲
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peanutseagle · 9 months
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you don‘t need to be so perfect all the time
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1x3 | 3x10
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finncakes · 11 months
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saw this tweet and immidiately thought of these two and their wanted posters
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goosita · 4 months
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first of all i love you. really. everything that you're writing is making my life so much better, so thank u <3 if that's okay for u, could you write something where reader is a single mom, she has a little girl and her daughter is very attached to billy? and it's the most sweetest thing ever cause billy loves her, calls her little princess (very sweet tooth 😭) one night, her daughter asks billy to read a storie for her to sleep and he does so and in the end, she says something like "i wish you were my dad" and it's just so cute and funny cause she gagged everyone, reader is like "babe!!!!" while billy is in shock but at the same time his heart is melting 🥺🥺 (sorry if this is too much, just write if u want!)
oh im. gonna cry and sob and piss everywhere this is the sweetest softest thing ive ever read yes oh my god
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billy would be so so sweet with your daughter, especially if she was around 4-6 years old. at first you were worried that a man like him wouldn’t want anything to do with a single mother, especially one as young as you. but he never asked you to explain, and never judged you for it. all he ever did was treat you like a queen, and your daughter like a princess.
and your little girl is just enamored with him. she follows after him like a little duckling, so much so that billy starts to call her “ducky”. it makes her giggle every single time, always makes billy smile all warm and fond. they get on like a house on fire, your man and your baby girl. billy teaches her things like how to ride a horse, how to tie all kinds of knots, how to rope a little goat even. your daughter tells you one evening, her little face very serious, that she thinks “billy knows everything, mama. everything!” you want to let her believe it for as long as possible.
on this particular day, all 3 of you had spent the day together. billy had showed up bright and early to take you for a picnic out in a meadow behind your house, a daylong excursion that lasted until the sun slowly set. it was late spring, cicadas beginning to sing in the tall grass. once it got dark outside, billy pulled out a jar and showed your daughter how to catch fireflies. once they had about 10 of them, they sat on the blankets with their heads ducked together to observe them, giving each one a unique name.
“let’s call this one tommy,” she says, pointing at a bug near the bottom.
“perfect name, ducky. how’d you get so good at this?”
your little girl giggles, shrugging and letting billy name the next one. it makes your heart so happy to see a man with so much patience and love for your daughter.
when you finally return to the house, it’s time to get your kid ready for bed. tired and pliant from her long day outside catching bugs and weaving flower crowns (that of course billy taught her how to do), she goes down without much of a fight. she does ask billy to stay and tell her a bedtime story, though, and he’s never been one to deny that sweet little face whatever she wants.
you half-listen as billy spins some wild tale about a princess who slay dragons herself, one who doesn’t need a prince to come and rescue her. she’s strong and brave and guess what? she looks just like your little girl, same hair color and little lilac colored dress. his story makes her smile, even as her sleepy eyes begin to blink more slowly. when he finishes, he leans down to kiss her forehead softly and tuck her blanket around her small little body.
“i wish you were my daddy,” she murmurs sleepily, rubbing her eye with one small fist. you see billy freeze and slowly look to you, unsure what to say.
“oh, baby—“ you start, taking a step forward. billy gently cuts you off, which you welcome, not sure what to tell her.
“you know, ducky, sometimes i wish that too,” he whisper conspiratorially. her eyes light up curiously.
“really?” she asks, looking up at him.
“mhm,” he says with a nod. “but i think this little thing we have going here is even more special. you know why?”
she waits for an answer, eyes full of curiosity and wonder at the man sitting on the edge of her bed.
“because i didn’t help to give you life, life gave you and me to each other. and that’s pretty special, don’t you think?”
your little girl smiles, nodding her head. you swallow hard, your eyes feeling a little misty at the way he loves your baby and she loves him. it’s so pure, so unconditional the way they’ve attached themselves to each other.
billy smiles at her and brushes her hair away from her face, giving her chubby cheek a soft caress.
“sweet dreams, baby girl.”
“goodnight billy,” she says with a little yawn, snuggling down into her pillow. billy blows out the oil lamp beside her bed, following you out of her bedroom and closing the door softly.
“i’m sorry if i overstepped, i didn—“ he’s cut off by you grabbing his face and pulling him down into a dizzying kiss. you smile against his mouth when he doesn’t hesitate for even a second to kiss you back, his arms winding around your waist to pull you closer.
“thank you,” you whisper when you finally break away for air. “for loving both of us, for taking care of us.”
“sweetheart, you don’t have to thank me for that. i’ll always be here to take care of my two best girls,” he says with a grin, tucking a lock of your hair behind your ear. “and who knows? maybe one day soon you’ll let me put a ring on that pretty little finger and that little girl in there can call me whatever she wants.”
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saltpepperbeard · 6 months
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no thoughts just lucius and pete walking away together hand in hand towards the end of episode 8 😭😭😭
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