#TY FOR ASKING 💕💕💕

[squidwardscranberryjuice]

Hello! Ask from your f/o;

💗: what was your first impression of me?

Omg thank you for this! 🙂‍↕️💕 Took me a sec to write both of these impressions and it turned into gushing at the end alskdjdkfk I'm sorry haha 🤭

nanamelly༘♡

Kento,

You were my savior from the moment we met.

After the initial shock wore off from the slight hysteria I was experiencing after coming across that pesky curse, I slowly pieced together that this meeting, though coincidental, would wind up being immortalized among time as one of the greatest connections fate had ever devised.

Your eyepatch did absolutely nothing to take away the abundance of tenderness and intensity in the way that you looked at me. Your forests of scars could not obscure your utter beauty that would reduce me to the silly butterflies of an elementary school crush, nor the sweet crow's feet by your eyes that would send my heart on a tizzy whenever I could have the privilege of earning a laugh from you.

Your composed air bore such a contrast to the whimsical nature of mine. The way you carried yourself didn't make me want to believe someone as extraordinary as you would ever fall in love with someone as chaotic and messy as me.

I thank the stars that the storm proved me wrong and our story unfolded over the course of that week, eventually leading us to where we are now in the mornings that I now arise like any other, and you're already in the kitchen waiting for me

The spot in our cupboard where two mugs now occupy, as eternal and everlasting as the rain that lives in the ground more than the clouds in our little sphere of forever. I'll find you and love you in every lifetime with the crest and fall of the sun. Until the grey lines our hair and we stand with the weight of forever on the horizon and the legacy of our love at our backs, boundless waves over the limitless sea that eternity can't contain as we enter it together.

shiuelly ᧔♥︎᧓

Shiu,

I went to an aquarium on a random Wednesday to seek solace from the prison of my mind I had been chained in for the past five years, not expecting I would walk (or hobble away) with a sprained ankle and the name and object of all my ruminations, my beginning and my end. My soulmate who managed to find me in this lifetime despite my belief that a spectacular love I had once had only come and gone.

That charm in your smile and playfulness in your stunning eyes, a night without any stars that made me yearn to know every single thought that brewed behind them. Your intelligence, your mind, the enriched way you spoke and the way none could be immune to your magic ability to captivate everyone around you with your presence, including me. Everything and all that you are. The beautiful soul who I fell in love with first and the flawed man behind it second.

Your dislike of black beans, your infatuation with cheese that all but sealed my fate I knew was certain even before our first date. When your voice wouldn't leave my eardrums and your name set fire to the sky above my soul that I was convinced would remain void of all light. This unconditional acceptance of me and my tattered soul with no conditions and no reservations that revealed your intense capacity to love which constantly inspires the depths of mine.

I'm so lucky that I get to be the one who holds your heart. That I get to wear this ring and carry your last name. That I get to lay my head next to yours, wake in the dead of the night to hear you breathing soundly next to me in the middle of your carefree dreaming. I look forward to growing old together and proudly wear streaks of grey in my hair next to yours. Eternity always one step behind us, futile in its approach as what we have from the dawn of time was all but inevitable the very moment I heard your name. I adore you. I adore you so much.

[demonic0angel]

"Jazz what happened? Your apartment has been trashed, you're not answering your phone, and you call me with an unknown number. Did you get kidnapped?"

"kinda sorta. Dont worry about it. Im with Red Hood."

"None of what you said is comforting nor reassuring."

Jazz hummed. "It's fine. Oh, I forgot to mention— it's a Code Beauty and the Beast: The Wolf scene."

There was silence on the other end. And then Danny said, "You've got to be fucking kidding me."

Jazz replied pleasantly, “I’m afraid not. Thanks for worrying about me, little brother! See you later!” She blew him a kiss through the phone and then hung up without another word, smiling.

“Thank you for letting me borrow your phone, Hood,” she said sweetly, batting her eyes.

Red Hood, from where he was awkwardly standing around and trying to not listen, coughed. “Uh. No problem.”

Jazz stood up and approached him. He froze like a caged rabbit in a room with a wolf. Jazz smiled again and said, “And I forgot to thank you for saving me, Hood. If you weren’t there… I wouldn’t know what could’ve happened to me.”

Red Hood coughed again. “J-Just doing my duty,” he said nervously as Jazz leaned in. She hugged his arm and beamed up at him as he stiffened into a board of wood. Honestly, she couldn’t really tell if he was enjoying it or not, so she made sure to keep her hold loose.

“Thank you again, Hood. I’m happy to be saved by a hero like you.”

Red Hood nodded jerkily. He didn’t pull away, his hand freezing in place. She blinked at him, keeping her height low.

At any other time, Jazz would’ve felt embarrassed by her own behavior, but when literally faced with the man of her dreams who was a hero, saved her, was strong with big muscles, and best of all, had a motorcycle like that of a bad boy, she literally could feel her body losing all of her self respect.

“Can I repay you?” She asked innocently. “I could buy you dinner.”

“Uh.”

“If not… maybe I can repay you in other ways? Please, I insist.”

Red Hood coughed again, rolling his shoulders subtly. Jazz let go of his arm immediately, but then in an unconscious movement, Red Hood grabbed her around the waist and drew her back in. He froze like a deer in headlights as Jazz inwardly pumped a fist in victory and outwardly went back to hugging his arm nonchalantly.

“Uh. Dinner is fine,” he said, his voice almost a croak.

Jazz beamed. “Oh. That’s great! Shall we go now?”

He nodded slowly and Jazz happily pulled him out of the safe house he had put her in to protect her after that strange attack. Supposedly from one of her rivals in Arkham Asylum? Well, she didn’t really care anyways, since she knew her friends and family could handle it. And she got a date with the man of her dreams!

Score!

She could already hear the complaints and wails of her siblings.

[suspendingtime]

https://x.com/iris_bee_/status/1770471692248256603?s=46 He is matching with Kate 😭😭😭

Hellooo! They are indeed matching. 🥹

If you look at the top of the waistcoat, there's also some sort of gold patten going on (similar in tone to the jewellery, straps and other embellishments on the dress).

There's a flash of the bottom when they're dancing too.

THEY'RE SO MARRIED AND THEY'RE SO MATCHING!

[njere]

SOME QUICK SILLIES FOR YOU MY GUY 💕💕

Hope you’re okay!!

OH THIS HEALED MY SOUL I AM SOBBING AAAAAAA YOUR ARTSTYLEEE ♡♡

my beloved marshmallow man I'll never get enough of the way you draw him 😭😭🤍

STAR GAVE HIM A COMICALLY LARGE ROSE WHAT IF I EXPLODE wholesome skystar is my biggest weakness (act surprised pls)

thank you for all of these. getting back to tumblr after a long time and seeing your art is always such a treat 🫂💕

[earthlighter]

[zorangezest]

Huhu. :3 happi u like. I throw a yin at u

WAHHHH OH MY BEAUTIFUL BOYYYYYY

[shrimparts-blog888]

Can we maybe have some Lizzie Heart in your style?🥺 pretty please?

Ofc luv here you go 🤲🏻

[plushrats]

CAN I SEE CONNIE AND KENICKIE GRRR 😠

OMG YES YOU CAN!!!! gonna ramble about them a lil too

Kenickie is a jock/theater kid combo who acts like he’s stuck in the 1950’s like brah you are not in Grease 🤦‍♀️ He REALLY takes after JFK in the sense that he’s not really the brightest bulb in the bin BUT he’s hella popular so he’s cooling 👍

Connie is a lil fashion enthusiast and she doesn’t have a single mean bone in her body. All she knows is that she wants to be glamorous like her mom and play dress up games, that’s it 🎀

throwing in their mama (Isadora) too just bc 😇❣️

extra doodles too <3 they mean a lot to me I just don’t show it…

[maplespicetea]

ghhhrhgrhrhh

[serendippertyy]

can you draw goth beelzebub pls😭🙏✨ I adore your art!!!

I'm not knowledgeable on fashion at all but I just loved this idea sm, I had so much fun!! 🤭

in my mind beez is very fluid when it comes to presentation, it keeps everybody on their toes 😹💕

so this is them when they feel like a baddie

and something more subtle (I messed this one up way too many times so I did a cutesy doodle instead lol)

(also isn't this shirt I saw on etsy so perfect 🪰)

[akamikazae]

Oh my gosh, I just saw! Congratulations on 300!! ✨🥺 you deserve it very much!! Hope your doing well and easy friend, that’s all I ask for. 🤝🏼 YIPPEEEEE🗣✨✨

Wahhh thank you friend ! 🥹💕

A little Sasuke scribble for your troubles~ <3

[triona-tribblescore]

TRIONA‼️ HIII‼️‼️*GIVES YOU A PEEPAW MIKEY* :3

He's 💥magic💥

HES SO PRETTY!!!!!

[silvercap]

"We can't keep doing this" and make it as self indulgent and whumpy as possible? :3

Oh, you got it ;)

(Prompts)

Piers can hear Leon screaming even from where he sits in the cement-walled cell; horrible, raspy cries that break raggedly and trail off as they torture him again for what must be the fifth day in a row. His own body still aches from this morning's beating, electrical burns from the high-powered cattle prods they'd used on him yesterday stretching painfully when he shifts. He flinches as another cry cuts through the air, harsher than the last, muscles tensing when it ends so abruptly that its source could only have passed out... or been strangled, or dunked underwater, or really, any myriad of horrible, silencing things.

Piers tries not to think about it.

Silence buzzes against his ears as Piers shivers and closes his eyes, the distant sound of footsteps soon growing louder and louder until Piers can hear the telltale screech of the cell door unlocking and knows they're bringing Leon back. Faint, pained whimpers are audible over the din, two large men barging in the moment it's open to dump Leon's battered body on the cement unceremoniously, limbs flopping to the side as he lands hard on his back. He's concerningly limp, and Piers' hands are on his shoulders before the men even have a chance to lock the cell again.

"It's just me," he soothes when Leon groans low in his throat, head lolling backwards until Piers settles it in his lap to prop it up and cradle it away from the floor. A bloodied, trembling hand lifts up from Leon's side, fingers grasping blindly in the air until Piers intertwines their palms and pulls Leon's hand close enough to plant a kiss on his knuckles. Glassy eyes slit open at the touch, sweat gleaming on Leon's forehead as he attempts to shift and whines in agony instead. Piers tuts worriedly, placing the back of his hand delicately on Leon's bare, bruised collarbone. "Your fever's gotten worse."

"Tellin' ya it's nothin'," Leon slurs out hoarsely, chest shuddering as it rises and falls in an uneven rhythm. He tilts his head to the side, jaw clenched as he winces. "It's probably just th' stress."

Piers reaches for the bandages wrapped around Leon's unclothed thigh, just below the bloodied edge of his boxers, grimacing when he lifts them to see the inflamed, oozing wound from when they'd first been captured. BOW claws are a bitch to keep clean at the best of times---without antibiotics, or fresh fabric to change out the dressings, Leon will need to rely on his immune system alone to carry him through the infection. It had begun several days ago now, and his skin is still burning up.

"We can't keep doing this," Piers whispers, Leon's laboured breaths echoing over the stone. There's a dirtied blanket in the corner of the cell that he'll move Leon to in a moment so that he can rest, but Piers' limbs have suddenly gone just as jellied and exhausted as Leon's. "It's going to kill you, and I won't be far behind. We have to---to get out of here, or at least figure out what they're looking for."

Leon's bare legs kick aimlessly in a sluggish attempt to distract himself from the pain that must be blossoming from every part of his body, not a single inch of skin left unblemished or unabused. They'd tried water torture yesterday, Piers' own lungs still aching from the strain. Peeling nails the day before that. Where does it end?

"Mm," Leon hums, eyes already slipping closed. Piers is worried about the sickly cast to his features, eyes sunken and cheeks flushed. He strokes Leon's cheek as the man goes almost entirely slack, lashes fluttering uselessly as he tries and fails to stay awake.

"Get some rest," Piers says, hearing the hallway door clang distance, the men surely preparing to return and take him for his own session in an hour or two. They like to start with Leon because he's already ailing and can't fight back, the sick fucks. "I'll watch the door."

[1driedpersimmon]

hands you this and runs away

i wanted to draw saffron with my lizard, lobster, bc i thought it would be fun, since he's very small and she's very big, ok bye🏃‍♂️💨

OUHHHH THIS IS SOOOO CUTE 🥺🥺🥰💕💕 I LOVE THEMMM TY!!!!

[lazyjellyfish300]

Hi there! Random question. Between Kento and Shui, who do you think would be better at getting you out of a hedge maze?

Erin @multiversal-selfshipper

erin!! thank you so much for this!! 🙂‍↕️💕

WOW omg holy shit this is sooo hard 😩😩😩 bc BOTH of them are so smart and sharp, either of them could get me out of there safely.

Kento has the focus, the efficiency, the agility.

Shiu has the strategy, the tactics, the creativity.

If it's a race, Kento would win based on speed🥰💕 but Shiu would get me across the finish line in slightly better shape, I think. 🥰💕

[baylardian-1]

Did you create the incredible Voyager AU with the morphed Janeway and everything? It hits that exact part of my brain that sees so much possibility in the storyline that the original show abandoned!

I did!!!!!!! :) Alongside my breastie @maliciousalice but yeah it’s been a labor of love to explore the concept with Alice and my other friends I’ve met through it for a few years now. I keep all our slop for the AU on @voyagerihardlyknowher all nice and tagged and stuff. My art blog gets buried with my other drawing interests haha.

But I big agree and for me it’s all my favorite tropes combined into one thing so I SPAZZ OUT that i get to have fun with it. I love like, fluff with the overcoat of a lot of sadness to earn it, so having fun with a newly weird-looking emotional wreck captain with a tail who also has these unwanted lizard babies with her pilot she has no romantic attachment to is sooooooo MY TEA.