#✨✨QAQ✨✨

[silverryu25]

GET CRABBED!! ✨🦀NO PRESSURE TO SEND TO OTHERS, UNLESS YOU WANNA CRAB THEM TOO FOR BEING AN AMAZING CRUSTACEAN!! 🦞🦀🦞🦀✨🦀✨🦞✨🦀

@kirango-rouge

first I was attacked and now I got crabbed?? gosh darn i'm really drowning in love here~

[shaiyasstuff]

so hawoo, i saw your writings and i lurv it QuQ and I saw you accept requests for a tiny bit?

if ish okay, i had an HC idea in mind QuQ so sometimes, just sometimes, when we are travelling with someone, particularly a close family, we might get... into a certain disagreement and sometimes argument yea?

so let's say each of the LADS boys and you had an argument while in a holiday, how would both make up? QuQ what will each men do?

it's totally okay to make it either headcannon style or story? whichever you're okay with ✨ and if it's too many, you can just write mr. crow and mr. apple-sunshine since i like them both ><

ps: this is random but... since i read that other request that involves size difference... 😳 i mean i likey >< and being a 5‘3 (i think? since i use cm and foot measures are so confusing @u@) plus being a sylus girlie (and a bit of caleb girlie) well, you know i'm almost a whole foot away from both these men QAQ)

sorry for writing a lot in the ask section QwQ thank chu for taking the time to read all these and i hope you're having the nicest holiday ✨( ´∀｀)

Aww thank you!! Don’t apologise for anything sweetie. Here, you ask and I deliver, no apologies needed🥹🫶🏻 unfortunately I do not write for Caleb because I can’t really get a grasp on his character yet. Perhaps in the future, I’ll do a rewrite of this just for you (or maybe ehem @blessdunrest can help)

Here is how the LADS boys would try to make up after an argument during your holiday getaways.

(I will leave the circumstances of the argument up to you, I wrote the scenes to be set after the argument itself, focusing more on how they would make it up to you, enjoy!)

Zayne

The guest room is quiet when you return. Too quiet.

The kind of quiet that settles after something sharp, something unresolved. Your bag’s still unpacked by the door.

The sun has long dipped beneath the line of trees beyond the window, casting the room in a low amber glow that pools in corners and slips across the floor.

You sigh and start to change out of the clothes from earlier—still rumpled from walking too far and talking too little.

And then you see it.

A cup. Your favorite warm drink, placed neatly on the nightstand. The steam has thinned, like it’s been sitting a while, but the effort is unmistakably him. No note. No explanation. Just the smallest bridge, laid gently between you.

You don’t touch it. Not yet.

Outside, the wind stirs the branches. You catch a glimpse of him through the glass door—on the balcony. Hands in his coat pockets.

The same coat he wore when the two of you first arrived, when he offered you the window seat on the train without saying a word.

You open the door quietly. Step out.

He doesn’t turn to you. Just keeps his eyes on the horizon where the last of the light fades.

“I was wrong,” he says after a long silence. “About what I said earlier.”

The words come slowly. Like it costs him to admit them, but he does it anyway. For you.

“I didn’t mean to shut you out,” he continues.

“Sometimes I… I think too much. I try to stay in control of everything, and I forget that I’m not the only one in this.”

You watch him carefully, noting the tension in his jaw, the way his fingers curl in his coat pocket like he’s holding something in—something heavy.

“I don’t want this to ruin the time we have here,” he says softly.

“I don’t want you to remember this trip as the one where I hurt you.”

Finally, he turns his head, eyes meeting yours. In them, something raw flickers. Quiet remorse. That particular tenderness he never shows to anyone else.

“I’m not great at fixing things,” he adds. “But I want to try. With you.”

He hesitates—then offers a small, almost shy suggestion.

“Maybe tomorrow we could start fresh. Just the two of us. Somewhere quiet. You can pick.”

And for a long moment, he holds your gaze. Like he’s hoping you’ll say yes. Like it matters more than he can put into words.

Sylus

You don’t slam the door when you come in, but the silence that follows is louder than anything you could’ve said.

The villa is dim—just the flicker of one dying candle on the table, shadows curling along the walls. Rain taps against the tall glass windows, steady and unrelenting. The storm outside hasn’t let up, and neither has the one still simmering in your chest.

You expect him to be gone. Or brooding somewhere far away, like he always does when things fall apart.

But he’s there.

Sitting in the armchair by the fire, shirt half-unbuttoned, sleeves rolled, a glass of something amber untouched in his hand.

He doesn’t look up when you enter. Just speaks, voice low and smooth like velvet dragged over broken glass.

“You’re late.”

You don’t answer. You’re not in the mood for his games.

His head turns slightly, just enough for you to catch the glint in his crimson eyes. “I didn’t realize sulking in the rain was part of our itinerary.”

That earns a glare from you, sharp enough to slice through steel. But he doesn’t flinch. He never does.

“You’re infuriating,” you mutter.

He stands.

Slowly. Deliberately. As if the weight of everything unsaid finally pushed him to move.

“I know,” he says, walking toward you with that infuriating calm. “And yet, you love me anyway.”

You want to push him away. Shove him back into that fire and let him burn with every careless word he said earlier.

But then he’s right in front of you. Taller. Warmer. More real than ever.

“I’m not good at being soft,” he says. “I say the wrong things, I let pride get in the way, and when it comes to you—”

He stops, jaw tightening. “You terrify me. You make me forget the edge I built my world on.”

He brings your hand to his chest, where his heart beats too fast.

“I won’t ask for forgiveness,” he murmurs. “That would mean pretending I didn’t mean what I said.”

You stiffen.

“But I didn’t mean to hurt you. There’s a difference.”

And then, softer, almost vulnerable beneath all that bravado.

“I missed you the second you left the room.”

He leans down, brushing his lips against your temple, breath trembling just enough to betray him.

“Let me make it up to you,” he whispers. “Breakfast in bed. An apology written in kisses. You name it, it’s yours.”

And then, with a crooked smirk, “I draw the line at begging, though. Even I have limits.”

Rafayel

You storm out before either of you can say something unforgivable.

The screen door slams behind you, wind tangling your hair as you make your way down the gravel path, past the rows of tall pines lining the edge of the lake.

The sky is still pale with late afternoon light, but your chest is a storm all its own—loud, spiraling, tight.

Rafayel had laughed.

Laughed, while you were trying to talk about something that mattered.

And maybe it wasn’t malicious. Maybe he was trying to ease the tension, deflect like he always did when things got too raw. But it hurt.

You find a quiet patch of rocks by the water’s edge and sit, hugging your knees, breathing hard.

You’re not sure how long you’re out there when you hear footsteps. Fast. Uneven.

“There you are,” Rafayel breathes, slightly out of breath, like he’d been running. “You can’t just vanish after a fight—my heart’s not built for this kind of cardio.”

You look away.

He exhales, kneels beside you, and gently places something warm-wrapped in a towel on your lap.

“…Is this a bribe?” you mutter.

“A peace offering,” he says, grinning sheepishly. “Handmade. Still warm. Possibly edible.”

You raise a brow, suspicious. “Did you poison it?”

He gasps, wounded. “I slaved over a tiny stove in a tiny kitchen with even tinier pots—for you. There’s rosemary in there. Do you know how much I hate rosemary?”

You don’t reply. But your fingers tighten slightly around the towel. The warmth seeps into your skin.

Rafayel sobers, voice quieter now.

“I shouldn’t have laughed,” he says, and his usual lilt softens into something tender. “I panic when things get serious. Especially when I care too much.”

You glance at him. His expression is still boyish, teasing—but his eyes give him away. Bright, worried, sincere.

“I thought I had time to figure out how to be good at this,” he says. “Turns out, I really, really don’t want to waste any of it.”

You stare at the food, then at him. He nudges you with his shoulder, coaxing.

“One bite,” he says. “If you hate it, I’ll let you throw me into the lake.”

A pause.

“…Twice.”

You crack a small, reluctant smile.

And just like that, the storm begins to clear.

Xavier

You lie in bed facing the wall, stiff beneath the sheets, arms curled tightly to your chest.

The argument still burns behind your eyes, echoes of sharp words and colder silences stretching across the room like invisible scars.

You hadn’t meant for it to get so heated.

But Xavier—stoic, unreadable Xavier—had shut down when it mattered most. Again.

And he hadn’t followed you when you left the table.

Not then.

But now you hear the quiet sound of the bedroom door opening. His footsteps. Hesitant. Careful.

He doesn’t say anything.

Just slips under the blankets on his side of the bed, slow and deliberate, the way he does everything. The silence tightens around you like a second skin.

You close your eyes, willing yourself to sleep, to forget, to not care.

And then—you feel it.

His arm curling around your waist. Tentative at first, then firmer when you try to squirm away.

“Xavier,” you say, low and angry, “don’t.”

He doesn’t let go.

You twist slightly to glare at him over your shoulder, but he’s already there, face inches from yours, eyes unreadable in the dark.

“I’m not letting you fall asleep like this,” he says quietly. “Not again.”

Your throat tightens. “You’re the one who—”

“I know.”

The two words drop heavy between you, flat and final.

He exhales slowly, forehead pressing gently to the back of your shoulder. You can feel the way his hand rests against your stomach now—hesitant, as if unsure he has the right. But he keeps it there anyway.

“I didn’t know how to say the right thing,” he murmurs. “I always think too long and speak too late.”

You don’t answer.

“I was wrong,” he says finally. “And I… I’m sorry.”

The words sound strange coming from him. Like he’s still learning how to shape them, how to offer them without flinching.

But he means them. You can feel it in the way he’s holding you now—not loose, not gentle, but like something anchoring. Something meant to keep you here.

Stillness settles over the room.

And then, quieter, “I don’t want to lose you. Even if I don’t always know how to say it.”

You don’t turn around.

But your hand slides over his, lacing your fingers with his beneath the covers.

And he holds on like it’s the only thing that makes sense in the world.

[wakacchi]

Hey everyone~ ( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ How is it going? I hope you guys are well! We are close to the end of 2024, this year went by so fast as usual. I hope it treated you well~ There's so many events last month OTL and there's is still UnF I need to farm QAQ. This time I want to make a lighthearted story so I want to try the theme :

✨Let's Talk About ○○✨

[wanderingvalspace]

⭐https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMkpEmcEE/

I'VE BEEN PLAYING FOR WEEKS TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO BEAT THAT DAMN STAR, I AM NOT GOING TO THROUGH THAT AGAIN (⁠╯QAQ）⁠╯ (✨ L I E S ���)

[sigulary]

also since i took a whole year to comment on the art i got last time, lemme do something nice and yknow, give a shout out to the people who drew my kids last artfight!

Starting with @howelixir! Who has some gorgeous works with super intricate compositions that are honestly worth a look!

Next there's @y3lise, with one of the prettiest art styles I've ever seen~

@queijac and their absolutely banger character designs

@briantheinsomniac just look at their pixel art??! The way they do texture makes me wish touching pixel art was a thing!

@faerieliights, who can squeeze so much personality in simple headshots and has such soft shading that I just adore.

@vampsbian who creates the most insane work with traditional media that makes me wanna try watercolors again QAQ

And a final shout-out to Nermal sue and yeayea's artfight accounts cause they don't have tumblrs but have very cute OCs

[cinnamontoastpretzel]

Started thinking about ship children and created this lil gal QAQ💕✨. Her names muffin, but she was so close to being named cupcake. Big Jim and dusty would be the most loving parents ever

[nightwonder7]

I have ✨them✨ on my mind again and Alice DeRoss's theme on loop late at night so it's draw Angelica time ;u;

I love Angelica and Cyril sm they're so cute and have a rent free spot in my brain =u=

👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaahhh oh my gosh you drew her so pretty!!!! QAQ I especially adore her expression!! She has her thinking cap on👀 and her hair looks so soft ;u; I'm truly flattered that you like my OCs! ;W; It really makes my day to hear! 💖 What a lovely surprise to find in my inbox hhhhhhhh!! >///0///< Thank you so so much!! I ABSOLUTELY LOVE IT!!!

[rarepears]

Now that got me thinking of;

Binghe asking Shen Yuan how old is he, and misunderstanding when Shen Yuan starts counting with his fingers.

Luo Binghe: Shizun is THREE THOUSAND AND FIFTY YEARS OLD?!

Shen Yuan, QAQ; I was over 20 (my personal headcanon is that he's like 27 for ✨reasons of questionable sanity✨! NO WAY A TEENAGER COULD'VE HANDLED BEING SENT TO ANOTHER BODY SO CALMLY WITHOUT SHOUTING "COOL" AND "I BELIEVE I CAN FLY-" EVERY FUCKEN FIVE SECONDS-) when i died, i spent around 5 and a half years as Shen Qingqiu before Binghe fell to the abyss, after which i died and was "asleep" for 5 years, so that deletes the prior five years, and we've been married for xxx amount of years- SHANG QINGHUA IS TECHNICALLY OLDER THAN ME SINCE HE'S LIVED IN THIS WORLD SINCE LIKE BIRTH?!

Instead of Shen Yuan counting with his fingers, he instead blurts out the year that he was born...

(I don't know - 2000s? 1990s baby?)

Whatever it is, Luo Binghe takes it as not the year but rather Shen Qingqiu's age.

[th3geo]

💖 Update! Hello again ✨

Hi there!!

My bestie from another country visited me for a week! It was short but amazing; we’ve been friends for almost 10 years, and finally meeting was a dream come true! I miss her already QAQ)/ <3

This visit also helped me rest and refresh from drawing. I love making art, but in nearly 10 years [I think 7 of those doing commissions], I’ve barely taken breaks. Just one week was enough. I feel recharged and excited to create again! My bestie even gifted me art books, so I’m eager to practice!!

To my commissioners, thank you for your patience <3 I’m still within my delivery time, but I was feeling slower than usual, maybe burnout? This little break helped, and now I’m back with more energy! I’ll continue my pending comms today and send WIPs/final pieces ASAP.

For personal art, my bestie reminded me not to fear “non-canon” or experimental OC art. It also made me want to share more…. OCs, lore, funny art, drama, memes, animation, 3D, traditional art, etc. Commissions remain my priority, but I also want to connect better with my audience through requests, raffles, and gifts!

Thanks to everyone for supporting my art and for your patience during this special time. I was so happy with my bestie <3

° Art of us! She drew her OC Nia, and I drew my fursona~ We kept each other’s drawings!

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[melodious-mel]

✨ORIGINAL CHARACTER COUPLES✨

• Stario: [-OOSE] • Stalgauros x [-QAQS] • Liorensithia

• AkiAme: Auruki x Yumeno Kosame

• SunLuna: [NNON] • Iriosu x [UDQN] • Hamaruna

[whenstarsundress]

hellowww, can i slip in a request? a super fluff one >< and same as you, I also main Sylus and Caleb QAQ (with Sylus being my 1st and Caleb my super duper close 2nd ><)

so i wonder if you're okay doing headcanons/short stories for all the five pookies? i'm okay with either hc, shortstories or even drabbles! :D but if i may pick, i would wish it to be short stories.

i have a scene where MC (a.k.a you and me teehee) have this sudden cute aggressions towards him and starts to kiss him all over his face and squeal saying "YOU'RE SO CUTE, TOO CUTE, I CANNOT QAQ" and what kind of reaction do they have.

because that's what I feel whenever I see Sylus 😭 that man's look scary in general but whenever I see him, I just have thw urge to bite and omnom him 😭 like I can nyomnyom his two cheeks OMG QAQ

ps: i own a cat and i always do that to him QAQ especially after a long day of work. I basically kiss him and squish him and just enjoy his soft furs on my skin (*´∀｀)

okie, thankie for reading this super long request QuQ 💕✨

anyway take your time and no rush, okie?

oh god i love this. i got this in the beginning with rafayel whenever he pouted like i wanted to bite his cheeeeks and blow raspberries on his stomach. i definitely got a lot of requests at the moment, but i sooooo will write this yippee 🥳 💕🫶🏼

[ariiyiisu]

✨~【 ⚡️💖 Thank you, Kotoka Torahime ⚡️💖 】~✨

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QAQ thanks friend

[wakacchi]

Hey everyone! Uhh..It's... a new month QAQ? No, it's already in the middle of new month OTL. Progress has been slow for me but I still want to make sure I deliver though! It's almost the end of the year, did you guys managed to do the resolutions for this year? Without further ado, the theme for this time is :

🕒 Dear, future 🕒

[hanipollow]

Rambling and talk about random stuff (Mainly what I love hehe)

Okie, been so long since I blogged, but as I grew up, my time has significantly drops down too 😭 (Fyi, I'm teaching chinese irl so yeah QuQ)

I dunno what I'll post, but it'll be something I love for sure haha~ I mainly play Honkai Star Rail and Love and Deepspace! I occasionally play AFK Journey and only appears whenever a husbando banner is out on Wuwa and ZZZ, although I'm so salty to fail getting Brant on Wuwa 😭😭😭😭😭 (At least I've built my Xiang Liyao and Jiyan TT And they better release Geshulin NEXT QAQ)

For ZZZ, I am happy to able to get Lighter despite losing my 50/50 to Lycaon, which also a lucky occurence ><

On HSR tho, I'm happy that they release more waifus that I tend to skip out, so I always have time to hoard for the husbandos (*´∀｀)

LaDS? Don't get me started *sweats* I owned all Sylus cards, because I LOVE HIM THE MOST QAQ But well, if you read my previous post about my ramble... Yes, I have a dangerous Apple man tailing me so closely, ready to snatch me from my Crow anytime Σ(ﾟДﾟ)

Okay, enough rambles for the games I played, I personally love JRPG a lot, although I play on Easy (or even Easiest when I'm lazy 🤣) because I'm all about the story. Not a completionist cos I don't want to torture myself too much, although I love exploring and opening treasure chests. ✨(゜o゜)✨

I did love playing Otome, but the more I grew up, the more harder I found a game that suits my taste. So I kinda switched to Manhwa, although I barely have time to read due to my job irl xD I still remember those times when I get jealous of people who owned PS Vita and have a tons of games that I desperately want to play, but now that I'm earning my own money, I don't have the desire to purchase a PSV nor want to purchase a Switch console, heck I have anymore time or energy to play anymore 🤣

I used to play quite hefty OG Otome games such as Hakuoki, Ozmafia, Bustafellows (But I don't finish it since I don't click with the game 😅), Amnesia, Nightshade, Psychedelica (Both series)... There's a lot LOL

And even Love 365, remember? I actually played the games way before the compilation App Love 365 is released 🤣 I remember how many people gone against the Love 365 app, but oh well, time goes by so fast.

And guess what? I played Mystic Messenger too, man those days of sleepless nights just to not miss Zen's phone call 🤣 But I stopped right before Saeran and V are released TT I also played Tears of Themis (I used to like Marius yhe most xD) for a good 2 years before something unpleasant happened in relation to the fandom, so I stopped playing too

I also tried playing MLQC's CN Ver. (tbh I don't really prefer calling it MLQC and prefer to call the game Love and Producer) but I quit right away since back then, my chinese is not as good as right now and well, their system is quite.... predatory? And now it's kinda implemented on LADS which is a bit of shame TuT

Oh well, I'm here just to enjoy the games overall xD

And if you've read until this point THANK YOU AND SENDING YOU TONS OF KISSES (≧▽≦)(≧▽≦)(≧▽≦) 😘

Please feel free to add me in HSR and LADS, bith UIDs are written on my Tumblr page~

Also, this is my first time "properly" using Tumblr, so I'm still trying to figure how things work out here and hopefully I can start blogging again about the things I love 💕✨

To end this long loooong ramble, I'll put my all time favorite Pookie memory ever 😘💕

[susartwork]

*A gift appears in front of Sus's door*

It says From: Host

To: Sus

Thank you for the support during the Twitter poll challenge thing... I greatly appreciate it and I wanted to extend my sincerest thank you....

Also congratulations on the anniversary! 🤯🤯🎉

(Meanwhile) *off in the distance Host is currently... "watching" in the bushes to see if Sus likes the gift.*

P.S. You can choose what's in the gift I was originally going to say there's a knife but I decided to let you choose.

And again happy Anniversary!!🎉🎉 I'm so happy for you and you deserve all the likes and the love in the world!!

A wonderful gift to stab my characters with! °Evil laugh°

No problem about the Twitter poll, I was more than happy to help Host (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧ and I see you in that bush jkfkf

Thank you so much, Virgil! You're always so kind to me QwQ💖✨ By the way, your pretty art aaaaa! You found time to draw this for me?? QAQ thank youuu! I'm pretty sure you're a bit busy rn, I very appreciate this!