#*sniffs*

[daily-smol-silm]

Hey there! Just wanted to let you know that I absolutely ADORE your blog and your art. Your work never fails to put a smile on my face.

Thank you so much for creating and for sharing with all of us!! 💚💚

AAAAAAHHHH TYSM 😭😭

[libraryspectre]

Bigwig is kinda clueless because he had JUST heard Holly tell everyone about this unusually dark-furred rabbit who had his ears chewed to shreds as punishment and yet when he sees an almost-black rabbit with shredded ears his first thought is "he must be a great hero who survived a terrible battle! I should go pay my respects!" And as oblivious as he is, that melted my heart

[its-the-dollar-store]

[pure-jeff-ward]

Final dump! As much as it saddens me to leave, I shall look back at these past few months with sweet fondness. I rarely stan celebs but when I do I go HARD as you can already tell XD

Anyway, here’s Jeff going through the stages of grief at my departure!

Denial

Anger

Bargaining

Depression

Acceptance

Biggest thank you to pure-jeff-ward blog for not just being one of the OG Wardians (5 years and counting!) but also providing a cool, safe space for us clownfuckers/lemonfuckers and being the arbiter of all things Jeff Ward!

Au revoir! Until we meet again! ❤️

what about my five stages of grief??? I'm not at the end one for suuuure (probably stuck on stage one tbh) 😭😭😭 thank yoooou so much @buggysamawaifu because this has been the best few months of my blog, thanks to you, your asks, your wonderful fountain of knowledge about Jeff and you helping spread the Jeff love to alllll of my followers!!!

come back soooooon!!! we will miss yoooou!!! I'll be right here waiting with more Jeff content for you to enjoy and to get more from you to share as well!!! teamwork is the dreamwork!!! ❤️❤️❤️

[oldtvlover]

Hey guys,

some teasing pictures again since I couldn't find any that fast. ;-)

Enjoy!

[punkinspice]

literally the only thing my brain comprehended in the entire episode

[thevirgodoll]

I’ve been following you probably since 2020, and I just wanted to say that I really appreciate and admire the work you do. Your focus is finding one’s self and personal development (I also appreciate that you don’t push the idea of self development purely for romance) and at that same time, I started learning Mandarin and I’ve gotten pretty good at it. I’m on a journey to being a polyglot. So, I just wanted to thank you ❤️❤️

P.S.. VIRGO SEASON IS COMING ♍️ (I’m 9/19)

This made me cry a bit, thank you so much for this. I didn't realize how long it's been since I started here and that people have followed me this long. I haven't gotten the chance to learn Mandarin, but that's impressive because it's definitely harder than others I hear. I love this for you!!!

I want to also thank you for returning home to yourself, because really it's not about me, it's about the discovery of what you already had in you. Finding your best doll qualities in yourself from what I create - that's my ultimate goal. Thank YOU for letting me know I've helped so much. This was a blessing to my night and a great way to start my week. VIRGOS UP 100!!!

[nalyra-dreaming]

Oh my gosh…

@jon-lox you are the sweetest, holy shit I‘m crying.

Two???? And stuff?? I‘m… 😭

And these earrings are the cutest ever, too, I have been giggling delightedly to myself, they’re perfect. 💕🥹 You should definitely sell them on Etsy or something?!! They’re adorable!!

Ahhhh holy shit I cannot thank you enough. Or properly express how I screamed when I opened it!!! 😅

Thank you thank you thank you 🥹💕

[shoot-of-corruption]

L: Your favorite fanartist/author gives you one request, what do you ask for?

Q: A ship you’ve abandoned and why.

Z: What's a ship that you want to ship publicly, but everyone on tumblr hates it so you keep your mouth shut about it?

C: A pairing you wish you shipped, but just can't.

Fandom-Related Questions

L: Your favorite fanartist/author gives you one request, what do you ask for? That is actually hard. I have such self centered ideas of the characters that I RP as, that I realize, others likely feel very differently about them. I would probably ask them to display the character that is probably most centered as their muse and display them in the unique way they feel them as. Like a OneShot of their muse, very much being in tune with themselves or a drawing of them in their purest form, that is most themselves. Just the impression that gives them life. That is probably the most intense thing you can see... and also do. It costs a lot of energy. But that is what I would want to see the most.

Q: A ship you’ve abandoned and why. Well.... in all honesty, I used to Fearship at some point - since I never saw Mariku as a part of the Ishtar family per choice. But this shipping got out of hand for me and actually is the closest to incest one could see, so I have abandoned it by now. Also it was so fucking toxic >_>

Z: What's a ship that you want to ship publicly, but everyone on tumblr hates it so you keep your mouth shut about it?

*dances like a goblin and shoves her trash in your face*

*cries softly in a corner* I mean I get it... I understand... but honestly they could work non-toxically in the aftermath and nobody ever wants that... I WANT THAT! They would be BADASS.

C: A pairing you wish you shipped, but just can't.

*begs to the gods that listen so I won't be decapitated in the next 5 seconds*

... Thiefshipping. HEAR ME OUT.

I absolutely understand this shipping. I also think they deserve the best and I can SEE how they work together and I wish everybody the best happiness with shipping them. I personally wish I could feel anything when I look at thiefshipping... but it literally does nothing to me.

It's not giving me anything >_< I am so sorry... please don't kill me.

[skzoologist]

Heya!

I just wanted to drop by and say thank you for the great writing you put out 💕 Every time I open this app, the #glacial Prince tag always ends up being the first tag I go to and I get super excited seeing posts from you in my tl

I love your writing style and I love getting to see Bae and SKZ interactions sm and I also really love the silly incorrect quotes with SKZ and Bae

Tysm for all your wonderful work 🙏🙏

Always looking forward to seeing your next piece! Take care!! 💕

N-no, anon, come back, lemme give you a forehead smooch, this is way too sweet--

I would have never imagined for someone to like what I create this much, to check that certain tag so fast and so excitedly. It fills me my heart with a warmth that is still so unfamiliar to me, yet welcomed all the same.

You're just in luck, because I happened to have finished with the next chapter of my fic series and posted it a few minutes ago! But even if you don't read that, you can still celebrate, because it also means I will slowly get around to writing little drabbles and requests!

Make sure to stretch and drink frequently, take care of yourself and have a good time! Thank you for coming to this silly little blog of mine and sticking by!

*goes to cry and pin this on the wall*

[pebblethief]

beginning to think I'm doomed to have a blocked nose until the end of time

[demonicgirl88]

It's so beautiful

Things are happening on reddit

[vanillaaaaaaaaa3]

How To Be Famous in Three Easy Steps

Post a cat design when you least expect it

Profit

Idk man

[snail-day]

Okay. Breathe, Satoru. You can do this. It's just a sleepover. Just your girlfriend. Just the person you're absolutely, irrevocably obsessed with. Who you're trying really, really hard not to scare off.

Standing in your apartment, hands shoved deep in his pockets to keep from touching everything. You’re flitting around, casual, relaxed, while he’s trying to memorize the shape of your furniture, the smell of your space, the way you hum when you walk into the kitchen.

Satoru's baby-blues locking onto the bathroom door. “I’ll, uh... shower first, if that’s okay?” like it’s the most neutral, chill request ever. It’s not. He’s sweating. His ears are pink. You nod like it’s no big deal - of course it’s no big deal - but to him? It’s a very big deal.

He gently closes the bathroom door behind him. Worries if he makes too much of a sound, he will be banned from your fine establishment. Your things are everywhere. Shampoo bottles, conditioner, your razor, a little candle half-burned on the sink, your loofah hanging from the shower knob, the loofah. He stares at it for too long.

Are we at the loofah-sharing stage? Satoru wonders, frozen in place. It’s pink. Fluffy. It looks soft, and it’s yours, and he’s fighting every stupid urge in his body. “Don’t be weird,” muttering aloud, as if he can command himself into normalcy. Still, his fingers twitch. He holds it. Briefly. Gently. Just for a second. Just to say he did.

Then comes the body wash. He squirts out the tiniest amount and rubs it between his hands like it’s precious perfume. The scent hits him and he nearly slides down the wall. You smell like this. You smell like this all the time. How is he supposed to survive? Because now he smells like you.

Pressing his face into the steam and pretends it’s your neck. He’s sick. Maybe a little pathetic. He knows it. But he’s also just so in love. What can a guy do?

When he steps out, face flushed and hair damp, he feels like a teenage boy at his crush’s house for the first time - which, in his mind, he kinda is. You’re waiting for him in pajamas, makeup wiped off, looking soft and sleepy and so perfectly you. He thinks he might pass out.

And then… brushing teeth together. Should be simple. Should be normal. But nothing is normal around you. He’s beside you at the sink, trying to play it cool while your shoulder brushes his. You hum to yourself while brushing, glancing at him through the mirror, and he nearly foams at the mouth. Or maybe that’s the toothpaste. He’s not sure.

Then he sees it.

A little blob of foam at the corner of your lips.

Something happens to him. Something dark and unspeakable. He wants to kiss it away. He wants to lick it off your mouth like a psychopath. He stares. Blinks. Shakes his head like a wet dog. Absolutely not. No. Stop it.

What’s wrong with you, scolding himself. She’s just brushing her teeth. Like a person. A very pretty, perfect person.

He spits. Rinses. Avoids eye contact. Looks at the drain. Looks at your spit down the drain. Another weird thought. One that must be suppressed.

And then it’s time. Bedtime. Final boss.

Your bed is small. Cozy. Absolutely infested with plushies. He pretends to be annoyed but he secretly loves them. Even if they are plotting to kick him off the edge of the mattress. He climbs in carefully, unsure which plush is your favorite. Unsure what you'd do if he accidentally knocked one little guy off the floor. The blanket smells like your laundry. Like home. Like the future he wants with you.

You’re already under the covers, blinking at him sleepily, smile soft and content. Wearing his shirt and not much else. The fabric rides up your thighs and he has to look away before his brain fully melts. He deserves a prize for not making a move. Deciding to lay on his back, stiff, hands folded like he’s in a coffin. He doesn’t touch you. Not even a pinky. Be good, chanting to himself. Be good. You like her. You love her. You’re not a perv, you’re not a perv.

You shift closer.

A leg brushes his. A sigh escapes your lips. Your hand settles gently on his stomach like it belongs there.

He almost cries, something between a half whimper and a wheeze leaves his throat.

Slowly, carefully, he slides his arm around your waist. You don’t flinch. Don’t pull away. You lean into him.

He swears he hears wedding bells.

You fall asleep just like that, face nestled against his shoulder, breath even and slow. And he lies there, heart racing, brain fried, blinking up at the ceiling, Satoru would be getting no sleep tonight.

His thoughts are a mess: She’s so pretty. Is she really mine? What if I kissed her forehead? No, too soon. Maybe not. God, her skin is soft. I should move in. Tomorrow. Today. Right now. No, bad. Calm down. Be cool. Be a good boyfriend. Don’t get a boner. You’re cuddling. It’s fine. Just breathe. You’re okay. This is okay. Everything is okay.

He wants to. Touch you, that is. Just your waist. Just a hand on your back. Just to pull you closer and feel your heartbeat against his chest. But he doesn’t. He stays perfectly still. He doesn’t want to push anything. You haven’t done that yet, and he’d rather die than make you uncomfortable.

Except nothing’s okay. Because he’s so in love it physically hurts. Because you’re sleeping peacefully and trusting him with this little moment, and all he wants is to stay like this forever.

How are you sleeping so peacefully while he’s over here thinking about nothing but how perfect yoh are?

[staruie]

where my fellow monster fuckers at 👅👅👅👅👅👅

[blade-liger-4ever]

My childhood....

V.I.P.: very important puppies :-)