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Is this blog still active?

It’s semi active? I’m still lurking haha

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lol i srsly had a mental breakdown trying to find this official chibi art of Haikyuu for weeks. Can't find the rest tho :(

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i don’t know how people feel about harley having actual powers but the idea of her being able to pull off ridiculous, “cartoon logic” things like in who framed roger rabbit or looney tunes or tom and jerry whereas every one else has to adhere strictly to “real world” logic is something that I very much want

things like her pulling her giant mallet out of no where or having endlessly deep pockets on her skin tight jester suit 

or her having a wile e coyote and road runner relationship with Batman 

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Alone but not Lonely

Prompt: Could you write a heartwarming sequel to the angst Young justice one shot: "Alone", where two years later, they were able to go back in time as their younger selves to save Reader from her lonely and sad future.... By truly creating bonds with her, when she first came to join the Young justice team? Please? 

                                                                            -Requested by Anon A/N: Hello friends and welcome back to my poor attempts at writing. Hopefully I’ve gotten better with all the practice I have gotten and experience through this big big hiatus haha Anyways, hope you enjoy <3 

Also I couldn’t resist from making this Conner x reader, so please do forgive me. It’s not awfully there but it’s implied haha

Word Count: 1838 words

Even after a year, the air still tensed in between everyone in the team. Your absence was still palpable even if your presence was never noticed. Your loss had left everyone with such a hole in their hearts they were never able to recover, as they knew they could have saved you, but they were to wrapped in their own stupid problems to notice just how much you needed attention, even if you were ever open about such cravings. Conner was probably the most affected by it all. 

Nobody could really blame him for it, as when it all had happened he had been the one to understand just what they had all missed out on. Just how amazing your company had been, and just how much they had lost that day, when they all lost you. After everything, M’gann had finally gave into her feelings, breaking up with Lagoon Boy and gone back to pursue Conner’s affection once again. However, it had proved to be, pretty much impossible; Conner’s mind was filled with you. He had been so affected, he had regretted everything so much, his own thoughts betrayed him, as his attention often was lost, as he immersed into his own mind, his own small memory of you, and the longing of that small fist you had bumped into his shoulder that night. 

Nobody knew it, but M’gann had desperately looked for a solution, a way to bring you back, to prevent it from happened. Until she stumbled with one. Zatanna had explained her she could use a small magical amulet to go back in time, and hopefully fix this mess. At first, M’gann had to admit it was for her own personal satisfaction: she had wanted to bring you back because she felt responsible for not being able to save you that nigh. But eventually she had realized everyone felt so guilty over it, thought they could’ve done more for you, and blamed themselves, they hardly ever could be called a team anymore; since they were incomplete, they needed you. 

That night, M’gann had called for a reunion. She had explained everyone they could only go back in time 2 years, and that also meant, they would have to go back to the day you joined the team, which meant, they still had to wait another week before they could go back and hopefully not lose you again. While almost everyone agreed, not everyone was willing to do the jump. For starters, Bart was not doing it. No, he was not risking another time Jump. And Lagoon Boy felt you were not worth that much trouble, which made everyone mad, but M’gann just frowned at him, and plainly said “If you don’t want to go, then don’t, we’re not asking you to”, which made Bart and Jaime snort, just to be shot a dirty look from Dick. He cleared his throat and went on.  

“So, I suppose most of us are coming?” He asked, and watched as M’gann, Conner, Cassie, Barbara and Tim nodded. He then turned to look at Zatanna, who just shot a small nod with a comforting smile. He smirked and announced, “Next Monday, 5 am, we meet here… to make the jump” He said decisively and dismissed everyone. Time flew quickly, almost uneventful, which did nothing but aggravate everyone’s nerves, it was almost as the calm before the storm. 

Conner found himself revisiting the place where you had fainted in front of him. He would just stand there, stare at the place where you had stopped, where you had  vanished, where they had lost you, where he had lost you. 

Sunday night, there he found himself again. He felt the anxiety and nerves bulging in his gut. He felt himself shivering everytime he thought of getting you back, of being able to hear you laugh again. He felt himself grin, while remembering that conversation he had with you, about everything and nothing, and— a small sound of someone clearing their throat made him turn around, looking for the source of the sound. 

He found M’gann standing there, her hands resting in front of herself as she stood in front of him gracefully, small knowing smile adorning her lips. Conner frowned at her, finally letting go of the breath he didn’t even noticed he was holding in. “It’s 1am Kon, you shouldn’t be here” She spoke softly, as she took a soft step, getting closer to him. He smirked, and chuckled slightly. “Neither should you” She giggled and with a small compassionate look, Conner understood her unspoken question. He sighed and turned his back on her, as he once again stared at the same spot, and sighed once more, this time long and full of tension that was finally being relieved. M’gann just stood there in silence, as Conner finally came back and smiled at her, full of hope and another feeling she couldn’t really recognize, or refused to because she knew that look all too well —he was longing for her. They eventually just went back to their dorms in silence, as night downed of them, and Conner couldn’t calm his excitement enough for him to rest, but he did fall asleep eventually. 

The next morning, everyone was so excited, or so he’d like to think, because Dick could tell they almost didn’t sleep, as everyone but Conner was yawning. Dick smirked as he figured Conner had slept his fair amount, and approached him “Exciting, isn’t it?” and he waited for an answer, but Conner just stood there, with his eyes opened, unfazed. He was about to call for something being wrong until —he heard him snore. 

Conner was sleeping with his eyes opened, why and how did he learn to do it? It was still a mystery, but it made Dick laugh so hard he ended up startling everyone and waking Conner in the process. This had served for enough motivation to dissipate any remaining tension and waking up everyone just in time for Zatanna’s arrival. 

Zatanna explained that only they would remember, thus they should refrain from talking to anyone about their intentions, and only concentrate in their goal: not losing you again. She asked everyone to stand into a circle and think of you, as she recited the spell and everything turned into a blur, light flashing too blindly for a moment. 

The next they all noticed they were holding each others hand, the lobby arranged back to the way it was when you arrived. They heard the tube announce an entry and they all turned immediately to face it, and there they saw you. 

You were standing there, small shy smile adorning your lips as you watched around. How had they not noticed the hopeful eyes you had arrived with the first time around? 

You immediately got a hold of Conner’s gaze, his eyes clouded with disbelief. Your eyes held an unspoken question and as he seemed to catch the gist of what you were asking, he tried to shake off the excitement and adrenaline by, pretty literally, shaking it off. Which made you laugh, your cheeks tinting a small rosy pink as the genuine smile adorned your lips. At the sight, so foreign yet so warm, Conner couldn’t hold it in any longer. He immediately sped up, rushing to pull you into a hug, that even if you didn’t reject, it caught you so off guard you kind of pushed him off almost immediately, which just made him pull you in even tighter, as you flushed furiously. When he finally let go of you, his face bright, as an anticipating full raging on smile danced on his lips, you couldn’t help but smile, with your blush still present on your cheeks as you took a step back, trying to put some distance between you and him. You cleared your throat and smiled apologetically at Miss Martian, who just stood there looking jealous, even if she was trying to hide it. However, your face twisted immediately to a full on grin as you avoided Conner’s intense gaze. “Quite the warm welcome, thank you” You smiled shyly again, as you shot a small, affectionate smile towards Superboy. The others greeted you properly, as Miss Martian warm welcoming smile engulfed you into what seemed like a big round of hugs and welcomes, each one felt almost apologetic, as they squeezed you into a longing and “long time no see”-ish type of warm atmosphere. You wondered what it was all about, but dismissed after noticing everyone was glad you were joining the team. That night, they threw a big fancy welcoming dinner, where they prepared your favorite dish and welcomed you officially, toasting to your union to this beautiful, big family. 

After they had finished cleaning, you were going to silently retire to your room when you heard a small sound, someone clearing their throat. You turned your head to look at the source and watched as Conner, fidgeting and a blushing mess, approached you shyly. You smiled in a welcoming manner as you turned to face him “Yes, can I help you with something?” The small, kind smile that erupted from you was such a pretty sight, he just blushed harder and averted his gaze, which made your expression falter, as concerned took a hold of your beautiful features, before Conner composed awkwardly and smiled shyly at you. 

“Wanna hang out?” He asked, as he pointed towards the tube, the exit. You snorted, as you crossed your arms in front of you. “May I ask why?” You asked, as a knowing smirk took a hold of your lips. You were genuinely surprised, and also, much to your own embarrassment, eager to comply and follow him, but it made you falter a little bit. You had just arrived, what made him so eager to get close to you? Throughout the dinner, or well basically, the whole evening he kept on stealing glances and playful, kinda flirty looks at you, which, much to your delight and Miss Martian’s demise, you were more than eager to return, but why the rush? He sighed, a small apologetic smile started spreading on Conner lips as he looked at you with affection filled eyes. This made you blush, as your eyes widened at the sudden burst of such a sudden and powerful emotion, but his voice broke the tension in your body as he whispered softly. “I’ve been waiting since forever to meet you, I just don’t want to waste another second not knowing you” His eyes averted down to the floor, as you chuckled and crossed your arms, playful flirty smirk dancing on your lips. “You are weird, Conner Kent” You scoffed as you started making your way to the tube. Conner’s chuckled resonated right after your footsteps, as he followed cue behind you. “Well, you are beautiful” He said as you disappeared into the tube, and he smiled to himself, hoping this time his memories at the dock would show a brighter tomorrow. 

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Could you write a heartwarming sequel to the angst Young justice one shot: "Alone", where two years later, they were able to go back in time as their younger selves to save Reader from her lonely and sad future.... By truly creating bonds with her, when she first came to join the Young justice team? Please?

Hello! I know I’ve been dead since 2017 haha, but I am glad I got this request so I’ll try to write it as soon as possible since I really enjoyed writing Alone, so...

Anyways hope anyone out there is still willing to read haha <3

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YOU THINK I’M JOKING BUT I’M DEAD SERIOUS

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dick grayson: shoot him, jason! he’s the clone!

other dick grayson: no, i’m the real dick! he’s a fake, he’s a – oh my god, jason, he’s a fake dick. he’s a dildo, jason

jason, pointing the gun at the first dick: the real dick grayson would never pass up a chance to make shitty puns about his name!

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Dick grayson with twin boys headcannons!!

I think he’d definitely freak out a little when ya’ll found out you were having not one, but two kids

But as much as he freaked out he couldn’t deny that he loved the idea of having twins

After he had his little moment of panic he started reading articles and planned out the nursery in his head

And even though he loved the apartment you guys currently lived in he knew it wasn’t big enough for your ever expanding family

To make room for the twins ya’ll moved into a bigger house closer to the manor and further from the city

You bet your top dollar that Dick wanted to make the theme “Nightwing” but you absolutely refused

In the end you guys compromised with a vigilante theme (majority of the items being blue for yours truly)

In the months leading up to the birth date he likes to talk to you about whether they’d have the same personality or differing ones

Even before they were born he bought A LOT of matching onesies 

And once they were born that was a whole entire different story

Dick made sure to match all their outfits starting from birth all the way to the 3rd grade

Everyday Dick internally thanks God that the two boys aren’t identical because if they were you know he’d unintentionally get them mixed up

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Fanfiction Writer Asks

Most of the writer ask posts I come across are only like ten or so questions long so I thought I’d try to make a longer one because we like talking about our writing! Feel free to reblog!

1) How old were you when you first starting writing fanfiction?

2) What fandoms do you write for and do you have a particular favourite if you write for more than one?

3) Do you prefer writing OC’s or reader inserts? Explain your answer.

4) What is your favourite genre to write for?

5) If you had to choose a favourite out of all of your multi chaptered stories, which would it be and why?

6) If you had to delete one of your stories and never speak of it again, which would it be and why?

7) When is your preferred time to write?

8) Where do you take your inspiration from?

9) In your xxx fic, what’s your favourite scene that you wrote?

10) In your xxx fic, why did you decide to end it like that? Did you have an alternative ending in mind?

11) Have you ever amended a story due to criticisms you’ve received after posting it?

12) Who is your favourite character to write for? Why?

13) Who is your least favourite character to write for? Why?

14) How did you come up with the title for the xxx? - You can ask about multiple stories.

15) If you write OC’s, how do you decide on their names?

16) How did you come up with the idea for xxx?

17) Post a line from a WIP that you’re working on.

18) Do you have any abandoned WIP’s? What made you abandon them?

19) Are there any stories that you’ve written that you’d really love to do a sequel to?

20) Are there any stories that you wished you’d ended differently?

21) Tell me about another writer(s) who you admire? What is it about them that you admire?

22) Do you have a story that you look back on and cringe when you reread it?

23) Do you prefer listening to music when you’re writing or do you need silence?

24) How do you feel about writing smutty scenes?

25) Have you ever cried whilst writing a story?

26) Which part of your xxx fic was the hardest to write?

27) Do you make a general outline for your stories or do you just go with the flow?

28) What is something you wished you’d known before you started posting fanfiction?

29) Do you have a story that you feel doesn’t get as much love as you’d like?

30) In contrast to 29 is there a story which gets lots of love which you kinda eye roll at?

31) Send me a fic recommendation and I’ll post it for my followers to see! (The asker is to send the rec not the answerer)

32) Are any of your characters based on real people?

33) What’s the biggest compliment you’ve gotten?

34) What’s the harshest criticism you’ve gotten?

35) Do you share your story ideas with anyone else or do you keep them close to your chest?

36) Can you give us a spoiler for one of your WIP’s?

37) What’s the funniest story you’ve written?

38) If you could collab with any other writer on here, who would it be? (Perhaps this question will inspire some collabs!) If you’re shy, don’t tag the blog, just name it.

39) Do you prefer first, second or third person?

40) Do people know you write fanfiction?

41) What’s you favourite minor character you’ve written?

42) Song fic - What made you decide to use the song xxx for xxx.

43) Has anyone ever guessed the plot twist of one of your fics before you posted it?

44) What is the last line you wrote?

45) What spurs you on during the writing process?

46) I really loved your xxx fic. If you were ever to do a sequel, what do you think might happen in it?

47) Here’s a fic title - insert a made up title. What would this story be about?

48) What’s your favourite trope to write?

49) Can you remember the first fic you read? What was it about?

50) If you could write only angst, fluff or smut for the rest of your writing life, which would it be and why?

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Why Commenting On FanFiction Is Important

Alright kids, Boo here with a hopefully non-arrogant PSA.

I’m a writer of FanFiction because I like it and it’s my preferred genre (also a great way to receive feedback on writing that I can use on originals, bref). But like with most artistic work posted online, I have very little feedback.

When I was in a slightly writing rut, I cranked one shots left and right, nothing out of the ordinary. But instead of people commenting with their thoughts and good feedback, they just gave me requests.

I don’t think I could ever put into words what that felt like, but I’ll try (the irony of being a writer). It suddenly felt tiring, being a writer, and very quickly I stopped writing altogether. I only ever showed my friend what I wrote and left it at that. I haven’t published anything for a while after. It felt like people were treating me like a mule wanting me to do work for them, and I just wasn’t up for that. I lost my will to write, and then I began to think, “If I post something else other than what was requested, will people even read it?”

Then you get the infamous comments, “You haven’t forgotten about my request right??? Here’s another.”

That just adds anxiety and guilt. I’m purposely ignoring the comments to save my own uncreative ass, at least that’s what it feels like.

After weeks of convincing myself that my stories are worth sharing no matter how many people read them, I started writing and publishing again while working on some longer pieces. Slowly it got better.

Now this week, I remembered I joined another fanfiction platform, and realized I had never published anything on it. I had an idea, and so I started writing. It didn’t come out as I imagined it would, but I was so proud? Like, I started feeling happy about what I created again. Like genuine happiness that I haven’t felt in months since my last published work.

A few hours later, I get this comment:

I cranked out three 3k stories after reading this.

In four days.

It never happened before, and I don’t know how many times it will happen again. It was one comment, but it gave me so much fighting spirit that I think I’m on my way to regaining my initial writer mindset.

Fanfiction writers depend on feedback as a validation that their stories matter to people. If you’re wondering why your favourite author hasn’t updated/posted in a while, ask yourself, “Did I do everything that would convince them to continue writing this?”

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I was pondering over the possibility of a Toshinko highschool AU and I realized that it would basically be My Love Story!! Like:

LIKE. IT’S THEM!! EXACTLY!!

Bonus Naomasa (or maybe aizawa) as suna:

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Honesty 2 [Jealous!Jason Todd X Reader]

[Part 1]

Request: Can you write an angst with Jason Todd where Jason Todd thinks the reader is cheating on him with Dick (but they’re just really good friends) and he acts like an asshole to her (but make the ending happy please) by anon

Pairing: Jason Todd X Reader

Tag: @you-be-mad-bitch @annabellehazardsonfire  @fearofbats @rebecca-x4 , @solis200213 , @ti0261  , @justwh3lm3d , @epickimmie , @gokusanfan , @yj-tt-batfam-forlife , @gracesnowstorm , @blxkestnight , @batarangtotheheart, @angstytodd , @abiitheawkward , @batfamily-imagines , @dc-imagine-central, @pinkwitch21 , @mintymacaronrain , @starshipofgotham , @tim-help , @avengerdragoness , @senpai-gabby , @just-a-girl-maybe , @schninner-writes-some-stuff , @books-netflix-and-pizza , @memento-scribet , @speedypan ,  @yomynameis-nothingimportant @aworldwideapart , @dead-lee-15 , @chipsinabox ,  @wynterrobin

A/N: I wrote a Part 2 since everyone wanted one so bad! I’m really really really sorry for taking this long. I was on hiatus for these couple of months but now I decided to write again! So here ya go!~Nyx

It had only been a couple of days since Jason broke up with you for no reason whatsoever. It was as if your heart was shattered into millions of pieces, impossible to repair. Although you felt hurt and broken there seemed to be hate raging inside of you. How could he do this to you? Did you not prove your love for him? Did he seriously drive his jealousy to leave you? So many questions to ask but you won’t be able to get an answer.

You started plainly at your wall fighting your burning eyes from shedding more tears but you failed that battle as tears continued to stream down your face. You closed your eyes tightly and took deep breaths as you wept and feel the pain in your heart increase. How could he do this to you? That question would remain in your head for the rest of your life. You then covered your face as you did so until your phone started to ring and interrupted your weeping.

You quickly wiped your tears and cleared your throat so it didn’t sound as if you just cried. You looked to see it was a call from Dick and a shaky sigh left your lips as you answer the call and raised it near your ears, “Hi Dick.” You say in a low voice through the phone waiting for what he had to say.

“Uh hey, [F/N] it’s been so long since I’ve seen you. Jason seems to be mad at me for some reason I don’t know why. Do you have any idea?” He replied and you gulped as he mentioned Jason.

“No…I don’t know why….Dick, can I come over?” You say and look around your house. “I need to talk to you.” Your voice cracks a little and you hope he didn’t hear it.

“Yeah, of course [F/N] I’ll get everything ready for you.”

“Thank you, Dick. Bye.” You move your phone away from your and end the call, placing your phone on your desk then stared at the wall again. You decided to go see Dick and tell him about everything, you knew keeping it all inside was not healthy. You had to tell him about everything. You turned your head and looked away from the wall and wiped some tears that fell without you intending to do so. “Going to get ready and…Tell him.” You tell yourself as you stand up and walk to your room to change into your clothes.

You decided to just wear some sporty outfit that was comfortable and took everything you needed with you before leaving your house. You then walked to your car and got inside turning it on with your car key, starting the engines. You sat there for some time thinking about what you would say or do. What exactly would you say? You shook your head and started to drive as you tried to at least plan the situation in your head.

You had to stay strong you knew you had to. Your grip on the wheel tightened and you took a deep breath in and out. “If Jason just left me because he was jealous of his brother and me, he can go fuck himself then.” You mutter angrily under your breath. “Dick needs to know.” You stop at a red light and sigh.

Did jealousy have to take him away from you? Was he really the love of your life? If he loved you he wouldn’t have left you, right? So many questions that made you debate for an answer. Yes, no? Maybe? What really was the answer to all the questions. “I don’t know.” You tell yourself and start driving again as the light turns green.

After a couple of turns and traffic lights, you finally reach Dick’s apartment. You knew both of you were going to have a very long talk. You felt that it was a lot of drama that Jason created. Something that was nonsense yet it still hurt you. It hurt you a lot. You sighed as you exited your car then locked it, starting to walk to his apartment and knock on his door. Would Dick be ok with it? Would he kick you out so he wouldn’t be the person in between the conflict or will he help you? Only God knew now.

“Who is it?” Dick’s muffled voice spoke from behind the door.

“It’s me,” You replied. “[F/N].”

Dick quickly opened the door and looked at you with a worried expression on his face, “Are you ok?” He asked as he noticed your puffy eyes, flushed cheeks, and red nose. He figured that you cried a lot by just the way you looked. “You don’t look well, come inside.” He opened the door all way as he gestured you to enter.

You nodded in response as you sniffled, “Thank you, Dick.” You say as you walk inside, “I..I will be. It’s just Jason dumped me.”

Dick closes the door then his eyes widen in surprise, “He what?”

“He dumped me.” You repeated as you sniffled, “He was jealous of us.”

Dick raises an eyebrow questioningly, “Why? We’re like siblings and nothing more.”

You took out your phone and scrolled through your photo library until you found the picture and showed it to him. It was the same picture Jason showed you, Dick and you both smiling and having drinks. “This picture made him think I was cheating on him with you.”

Dick frowns as he looks at it, “That’s not fair. I’m so sorry [F/N].” He looks at you sympathetically. “He shouldn’t have done that without hearing the true story.”

You looked down and put your phone away, “It’s too late. I bet he thinks I’m dating you now.”

Dick shakes his head, “We were never like that.”

“I know.” You both walked to his living room and sat on the couch. Dick sat next to you and you couldn’t help but lean your head against his shoulder, “Do you think if I told him again he would believe me and come back? Or maybe I don’t deserve him.” You sigh weakly and close your eyes.

Dick hesitantly wraps an arm around you, “You could try but if he doesn’t believe you then he isn’t worth anything.” He smiles at you, “You deserve to be with a good man who can treat you right.”

You sniffled then smiled weakly at him, “Thanks, bro. I’ll try.” You snuggled close to him then your stomach growled from hunger. You blushed slightly as Dick chuckled.

“Let’s go eat lunch.”

You laid on your bed as you looked up at the ceiling. The empty space seemed to annoy you since Jason was always there to fill it. Now there was so much space that you felt so lonely. Dick had just taken you to get some lunch then you went back home and called Jason to see you again. Thankfully, he agreed. He said he would have arrived any time now as you stayed in your room waiting for a knock or a ring on your doorbell.

Then it happened with a loud, obnoxious knock on your front door.

You ran downstairs and opened the door to reveal Jason. You couldn’t control yourself as you jumped on him, wrapping yourself around him. Then you started to beg as tears streamed down your face, “Please don’t go. Please don’t leave me. I’m not cheating on you. I promise. I’m not…I’m not.” You hid your face against his shoulder.

To your surprise, he hugged you back, “I’m so sorry.” He whispered and held you, “I was a fucking jerk wasn’t I?” He asked sorrowfully. He hurt you for no reason. He was blinded by jealousy and that led him to leave you with pain. He blamed himself and he deserved it. He should’ve listened and stayed. Not be a fool and walk away. He rubbed your back soothingly as he kept you close. Letting you know that he wouldn’t disappoint you again. “I should’ve listened.”

You nodded against his chest, “Mhm.” You replied then smiled weakly as he held you and spoke. “It’s…it’s ok. Just please don’t let go.”

“I won’t.” He replied and kept on holding you.

“I will never let you go again.”

Ah sorry it’s so rushed but I felt bad since I was gone for so long and I didn’t post anything…

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I am sorry I didn’t receive a notification hun, but I am sorry you feel that way and I will always be here for you no matter what ❤️ I love you too and I am pretty sure a lot of people love you just as much.

-Your friend, Quickie (@andy-quick)

Goodbye

This post will be… emotional. This post tell you everything and… it’s a lot. I hope you take the time to read it. <3

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Yoosung Sketchdump!

I LOVE THIS BOY SO MUCH KJSDFHKJSDHG

(Higher res was part of July Patreon rewards) ♥ Thank you for the support! :D